#minor ommetaphobia

[murkshade]

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Duty Calls

Summary: Sunwoo, the seemingly jobless space android, plays cards with you every day. But on this particular day, as you play cards together, everything changes. And suddenly, you see him in action, watching as he nonchalantly takes charge in critically damaging an enemy spaceship. His fingers dance along the panels as his programming finally has a chance to shine. 

Oneshot 

Smut, PWP, Android au, Futuristic au, Shipmates to lovers au

If you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work. 

Warnings: Androids are fully sentient in this au, but their intended programming remains, Masturbation (finger & vibrator use) to the thought of Sunwoo & his hands (Hand kink). Dirty talk, Praise, Verbal teasing, Fingering (f!receiving), Clit stimulation and sucking, Nipple play (f!receiving), Slight cum eating, Overstimulation, Some marking, Hints at multiple rounds, Slight possession, Use of pet names: Sweetheart, Space explorer (and variations of that), and Good girl. *And if I missed anything pls lmk!*

Possible TW: For those who have Ommetaphobia (the fear of eyes). There will be a fuzzy-furred creature with multiple eyes who is an enemy for a brief moment. But the creature is not important/not mentioned during the smut portion!

Word Count: 3,685

Sunwoo X Fem! Reader

[Mentions: Androids: Sangyeon, Jacob, Chanhee (New), and Eric]

[A/n: After seeing the initial Trigger concept video drop and reading @jinkoh ’s android! Hyunjae fic “Feeling Things”. My brain was formulating an android concept. And thus, this was thought up with some help from the aforementioned fic writer ofc~.]

Again, if you are a minor, please do not read/engage with this post. This is an 18+ work. 

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“So, what does Sunwoo do?” Chanhee shrugs as you both stretch, “I’m not too sure. I never cared much to find out.” You both laugh as you do your morning stretches. You thank him before heading out to the ship’s bridge. You find Sangyeon at the module, and ask, “So, are there any new missions?” He shakes his head, “No. We’re just exploring this asteroid belt for the next fifty days to see if there are any valuable components. And since you asked first, if we find one, I’ll have you go and get it.” You grin as you thank him before you leave to find someone else to talk to. You give your greetings until you see Sunwoo who’s lazing around, playing a game of solitaire by himself. 

He’s got his boots kicked up on the white table, and if you didn’t know better, you’d think he was human like you were with the way his brows furrowed, and his nose twitched in concentration. He completely destroys that thought when he realizes the layout is sham. His hands move quicker than lighting, gathering them all up and shuffling them on the table. You smirk, “Lose again?” He looks at you as he rolls his eyes, “Of course, out of everyone, you’d catch that.” You laugh at him before sitting in the chair across from him. He brides the cards up in his hands as he asks, “What? Got no missions, little explorer?” 

You huff, “How did you guess?” 

“You’re bothering me.” 

“I always bother you.” 

“Yeah, but not this early in the day.” 

You scoff at him, “Whatever. At least I usually have something to do.” 

He shrugs, “You have a point there. Do you want to play 52 pickup?” 

“No, but Go Fish will do.” 

He hums, “Human or android rules?” 

You’re in the middle of a game when Jacob comes over with a mug in hand, “Whatcha you guys playing?” “Go fish.” He hums before summoning a chair to sit and watch the two of you play. When Sunwoo asks, “Shouldn’t you be driving the ship, Captain?” Jacob shrugs, “You know it practically drives itself.” The two of you shrug and continue playing the game, as Jacob talks to you about the last planet you landed on, Xezornia. Sunwoo scrunches his nose at the name, “That was such a weird planet.” You nod, “It was like walking on clouds.” Jacob smiles, “Smoothest planet to land on for sure.” Sunwoo shakes his head, “It was oddly defenseless for a planet as smooth as it is.” You look away from the game to look at Sunwoo, “What do you mean?” He shrugs, “I assume life lives there, with how comfortable it feels. But it felt sinister to me.” You exchange a look with Jacob, who shrugs. “I assume life lives there too, but I didn’t get those vibes.” He hums, “I figured you wouldn’t.” You continue playing the game and discussing your discoveries there. Even though what Sunwoo said kind of worries you.

When something starts sounding on the radar, which is odd, because nothing ever sounds on the radar. Especially on a ship built to navigate through and push asteroids out of its way. You gulp, “Is this bad?” Jacob hums, “Maybe?” You can see his eyes shifting as he tries to calculate what’s going on. Then, all of a sudden, the ship rocks as if it was hit. You look at the two androids in front of you worriedly, “Uh… if that is what I think it is. What do we do?” Jacob has already gotten up, “We activate our defense mechanisms.” Your eyebrows raise, “We have defense mechanisms?!” Jacob leaves without another word and sits in his captain’s chair. And that’s when you feel another blow rock the ship. Sunwoo sighs as he places his cards down, “I gotta go, sweetheart. Duty calls.” He gets up and trudges over to a chair you’re sure no one has ever sat in. You watch in bewilderment as he flips open some compartments you’ve never seen. He clicks a few buttons as Jacob alerts, “We’re under attack, but we will have it under control. Everyone buckle down. I repeat, we are under attack. Buckle down.” 

You don’t have to listen to the command twice before you’re buckled into your seat. But you can’t help but turn your seat to watch Sunwoo. He moves as if it’s second nature to him. As if the projected paneling under his touch were encoded into him. His movements are effortless as he sends blast after blast at the thing firing at the ship. He pauses when the front glass panel lights up in a video chat. A fuzzy creature with neon pink fur and one too many eyes appears, and you shiver at the sight. It pauses its firing, looking at your crew full of fury, as its gentle voice yells in universal speech, “Don’t you ever land on our planet again!” Before it starts blasting like crazy at the ship. And Jacob scoffs, “Don’t plan on it.” Your ship twists and turns through the sky, trying to evade the hits, jostling you around in your seat. You catch Sunwoo’s beautiful brown eyes glowing purple in the reflection of the glass. They have a bored look in them as he nonchalantly calculates and delivers critical blow after critical blow to the spaceship firing at you. He catches your eyes in the reflection and gives you a smirk before he mouths, “Like what you see?” You blush, looking down at your seatbelt, unable to deny it. He was too smooth in combat for an android everyone perceived as lazy. 

You hear the creature’s ship let out a shrill noise over the intercom, and that’s when Sunwoo presses a button, calling to the enemy’s ship, “Last chance to go back to Xezornia alive.” You gulp as you watch the fuzzy-eyed creature on the big glass panel. It pauses before speaking, “You know you can’t kill us.” You see Sunwoo’s glare reflect through the glass, “But I can maim you to the point of you wishing I could.” You watch the creature’s eyes look at its shipmates, as they communicating in their home language exasperatedly. Sunwoo scoffs, getting bored of this waiting game as he fires again, “Five…” He fires again, “Four…” He shoots another, “Three…” When the creature captain finally speaks, “We surrender! But if we see your ship land on Xezornia again, we’ll poison you through your suits.” Sunwoo rolls his eyes, and Jacob says, “We promise not to visit your planet again.” That’s when the telecommunication ends, and the nearly decommissioned ship returns to its marshmallow-soft planet. “Told you guys there was something sinister about that freaky little planet.” Sangyeon asks, “Have you explored it before?” Sunwoo shakes his head, “No, my analytics analyzed it would be dangerous with how quaint and defenseless it seemed.” “Why didn’t you say that?” He shrugs, “Didn’t feel worth mentioning. Plus, it looked like it was devoid of life when we landed. They must live underground.” Sangyeon sighs, shaking his head before letting him leave. 

You had just experienced your first spaceship attack with a creature you’d probably see in your nightmares. But you couldn’t focus on that fact at all. You were focused solely on the cocky android making his way over to you, dripping confidence. He presses the button to unbuckle your seat as you stare up at him, eyes full of wonder. He smiles at you as if he’s hiding an underlying smirk. You’re sure of it as you turn towards the table as he rounds it, “Sorry for the hold-up, sweetheart. But do you mind if I retire early? I’ve had a long day.” You shrug, watching as his agile fingers pick up the fifty-two cards before putting them away. Your brain is running full speed with thoughts about what his hands could do to you that you weren’t about to voice out loud. 

You can’t look him in the eyes as you tell him, “No, go ahead.” He lifts your chin up, making you look at him as he smirks, “I’ll see you later, my little space explorer.” You can’t help but follow his finger after he removes it from under your jaw, watching him go. And that’s when you hear someone tease, “You hate to see him leave, but you love to watch him go, huh?” Snapping you immediately out of your trance, “Eric!” He laughs, “What? I’m right.” You roll your eyes, “Whatever, 1222.” Eric gasps as he playfully pushes you, “Don't model number me!” You shrug, and Jacob places his hand on your shoulder, “Since that was your first time having a ship you work for under attack, why don’t you retire to bed early, too?” You hum before you agree, and Jacob gives you a gentle smile as you head to your room. 

You couldn’t care less that the ship was hit when you had defense mechanisms like that on your side. You can’t help but think about what else his analytics could figure out and how agile his fingers were. Your brain was practically running overdrive with those thoughts as you rushed to your room. You quickly scan in and find the box you hid under your bed. You grin as you pull out your prized possessions. This was sure to do the trick. Maybe Sunwoo was just your source of recent infatuation because you haven’t touched yourself in a while. Yeah, that had to be it, you think as you slip out of your uniform.

You slide your hands down your sides as you run your hand over yourself before running a finger up your slit. You hum as you find yourself already wet. Your latest source of desire drives your mind wild. With your free hand, you grab your vibrator and turn it on. Running it over your slit before placing it against your clit as your fingers plunge into your core. You let out little sighs and soft moans as you think about Sunwoo effortlessly working the control panel. You move your fingers faster at the thought of him fucking you with his agile fingers. Your mind racing with how hot he looked when he was threatening annihilation. You hold the vibrator tighter against your clit, grinding up into it as you let out soft moans. And you can’t help but moan, “F-fuck, Sunwoo…” as you grow closer to your orgasm. You can’t help but wish your fingers were his instead as your legs start shaking as you grow closer and closer. Your walls tighten and convulse around your digits. And you can’t stop the cries of Sunwoo’s name that leave your lips as your orgasm finally hits you in waves. Your legs shake as you finish, and you let out soft sighs, thankful for the temporary relief it provided. 

But as you come down from your high, pulling your fingers out with your vibrator resting on your leg, you don’t find yourself satisfied; you still want more. You cry out in frustration. Why wasn’t that enough? That’s usually enough! Was it because it approached too quickly? No… When it all comes to the forefront of your mind. It was because it wasn’t Sunwoo giving you it. You can’t help but hate the realization. You turn off your vibrator and silently curse at yourself. Post-nut clarity was supposed to make you realize he was just something to get off to. Not an actual source of desire. So, why did you find yourself cleaning up and thinking about all the ways he could satisfy you so much better? And why did you like every thought? Fuck, you were down bad for him. 

But even with those thoughts, you decide that post-nap, you would find this all to be silly. And you’d wake up normally, without any down bad thoughts for him. You close your eyes and do your best to snuggle in for a nap. But the longer you lay there, the more you toss and turn as you try to sleep. You groan as you get up. It was way too early for bed anyway. You select a presentable silk pajama set and zap it on before leaving your room. You look both ways, not wanting anyone to catch where you’re going. You walk the rounded corridor to Sunwoo’s room. You debate between ringing his doorbell or heading to the cafeteria and having an early dinner. Before you decide, “Fuck it.” And ring his doorbell, knowing food wouldn’t satisfy what you were craving. His intercom beeps for you to speak, and you ask, “Sunwoo, you still up?” “Space explorer?” “Yeah.” A groggy Sunwoo answers the door, his sleeveless tank doing nothing to help your thoughts. “Hi, sweetheart, whatcha you need?” You smile at his soft, messy hair, “I just wanted to talk.” He shrugs, “Okay, come in.” He moves out of the way and gestures for you to sit on his chair. He sits on his bed, “So, what did you want to talk about?” 

You scratch the back of your neck, trying to avoid the topic that brought you here, “You’ve been in charge of defense this whole time? Why didn’t you say anything?” He shrugs, “It’s never been necessary to… it’s been an auxiliary role for the past fifteen-some years. The fewer that remember that. The less work I have to do.” You shake your head as you laugh, and he cracks a grin. When you catch your breath, you ask, “So what does that mean for you?” He quirks his eyebrow at you, “You want my programming info, or do you want to know how I use the information?” Your eyes go wide as you ask, “I uh… Wh-What? What do you mean?” He smirks, “I think you know what I mean… Something tells me you’ve already thought about what I could do.” He gets up from his bed and stoops towards you, towering over you. He rests his hands on the armrests as he looks you in the eyes. “My analytics pick up weaknesses. Accurately pinpointing everything that makes something or someone tick.” His eyes search yours as his lips curl into a smirk, “And considering your disheveled appearance, parted lips, and rapid heart rate... I think it’s safe to assume exactly why you came here.” He pauses as you give him a small nod, confirming what he already knew to be true. He moves a hand from the armrest and lifts your chin up, “Now, do I have your consent to absolutely ruin you beyond comprehension?” You nod, staring up into his brown eyes, “Please.” He smirks, “Good girl.”

He captures your lips in a kiss, and when he pulls away, removing his hand from your jaw, you can’t help but chase after them, letting out a small whine. You watch his eyes glint purple as he whispers, “Oh, little explorer… Already whining for me?” He sighs, “I guess I’ll just have to give you everything you want.” He kisses you deeply, and when he starts to pull away, he pecks your lips a few times before dropping to his knees. His hands leave the chair completely before pulling you towards the edge of the chair and stripping you out of your shorts. He kisses up your thighs, making his way closer and closer to your clothed core. You let out a little humph as he pauses in his motions, just staring. His lips curl into a grin as he looks at the wet spot, “So cute…” before placing a kiss on it and mouthing over it. When he grows tired of teasing you like that, he quickly takes them off of you. 

He gives you a few kitten licks before prodding at your entrance with his fingers and lets out a little laugh against your core as you jerk from the movement and let out a little, “Ah-ah…” He looks up into your eyes, and you see the beautiful purple hues in them. He moves his mouth back to ask, “You’ve already cum once, haven’t you, sweetheart?” You give him an ashamed nod. He asks, “Was it because of me?” You nod again, and he smirks as he realizes, “You weren’t satisfied by the thought of me, were you? You want the real deal, sweetheart?” You whimper, “Y-yes..” His fingers tease over your entrance as he grins, “You could have just come here first. I would have done you right in the first place.” 

He slips two of his fingers in immediately as he tells you, “But don’t you worry, I’ll make you forget why you came here in the first place. I’ll fuck you so good.” You let out a soft, “Okay…” He gives you a devilish smile as he presses his thumb to your already sensitive clit, quickly rubbing circles into it. You quickly grip the armrests and look up as you let out a moan, staring at the ceiling as he whispers, “I knew it…” His fingers match the pace of his thumb. You feel his left hand slide up under your silk top, squeezing your left breast before pinching and pulling at your nipple as you moan louder for him. He cockily asks, “You like that?” You breathe heavily as you ask, “How… How did you know?” He switches between the two as he shrugs his left-hand tweaks at your nipples. His fingers are still curling inside of you as he lets out a soft hum, “I told you already…” You whine as he tugs at your left nipple before switching to the right, “I use my knowledge for fun.” He kisses your right thigh and watches as you become a mess for him. His thumb rubbing faster and faster circles into your clit his left-hand plays with nipples, flicking over them. 

Your hips rut into his hand as you grow closer to your orgasm, “Sun-Sunwoo- I’m going to.” He kisses your left thigh, “That’s it… Come on, be a good girl, and cum for me.” He sucks a mark on your upper thigh before removing his thumb from your clit. You let out a gasp at the loss of sensation. When his lips wrap around it, sucking hard on it, you gasp at the new sensation as you finally feel your orgasm bubbling up. You let out a wanton whine as you finally cum. He hums against your clit as his fingers help you ride out your high. He pulls away, looking up at you, “Good girl… I knew you could do it, my little explorer…” He kisses up your thigh as he slowly removes his hands from your body as you tremble. He sucks on his fingers, letting out appreciative hums until his eyes glow purple at you. And it’s like you can see the ideas spark in his vision. 

His face dives in and licks around as you grasp onto his hair at his, “Sun-sunwoo!” He hums, making you shiver as you push at his head, “I’m so- I’m so sensitive, please stop!” He pouts as he pulls away, “But you tasted so good…” The purple fades into a deep brown as he gets a grip on himself. “Sorry, it’s in my programming to target weaknesses…” His fingers trail along your thighs, “And sweetheart, you're so sensitive and taste so good right now. All I want to do is destroy you.” You blink at him, not knowing what to say. When he continues, “But I guess I can wait to taste you until you’re ready to go again.” You shake your head before you ask, “Would you destroy me if you had the chance?” He shakes his head, “No. I wouldn’t destroy something I wish to cherish. But I’d love to be the one to ruin you endlessly.” You smirk as you pull him in by the collar of his sleeveless tank, “Then do so.” 

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After two rounds on his mattress, as you lay side by side, he asks, “So, how was that?” You sigh, nuzzling into his arm, “It was everything. Fuck… Sunwoo. I didn’t think you’d be able to do that.” He smirks, as he turns his head to look you in the eyes, “Is it because you thought I was lazy?” You look down in shame, “Well- I- uh- yes.” He tilts your head up, “It’s okay. I like to make others believe that, so I don’t have to do more work.” You laugh, and he smiles before his lips curl into another smirk, “But when it comes to things that matter… I give my all.” You kiss him before whispering against his lips, “I can tell.” He pulls away to tell you, “And sweetheart, I’d work tirelessly for you.” You blush as you search his eyes, “You mean that?” He kisses you deeply, “You wanna find out?”

And before he can make it heated again, the dinner bell rings, and both of your heads snap up. He sighs, “Mood killer.” You laugh at that before your stomach growls. You blush, and he pokes your tummy, “That was cute…” He hums, “Since you need sustenance, what do you say I go get us dinner, and then we can continue from here? Of course, if you wish to.” You smile, “I’d like that.” He smiles as he scoots down the mattress and kisses your core one last time. He tells you, “Damn, I could just eat you out for dinner instead.” You scoff, “Sunwoo!” He laughs, “Don’t worry, I’ll be polite this time.” He pats your head, “But I warn you, after we finish dinner, you’ll never want another human or android partner, sweetheart.” You pull him down for one more kiss, “I’m going to hold you to that.” He presses a button to zap on new clothes before tapping another to provide you with a set of his clothes. You slip them on as he rushes out of the room, eager to return. You grin to yourself. Landing on Xezornia two days ago was the best decision your captain has ever made.

[sh4rkbug]

cw: minor trypophobia (fear of holes) blood, body horror, ommetaphobia (fear of eyes) under cut!

FNAF 4 Teasers recreated with my stylized animatronics! The actual character sheet for them will be coming soon.

[cryptid-lantern]

🕸️ Introduction post

Hello there, welcome to this blog. This blog is where I cope and post art for fun. Call me lantern, or perhaps marble. I go by she/her. I'm a minor (please don't act inappropriatel).

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(My art may include cryptid, dark themes, scary, blood, gory things, bruises, injuries/wounds, bloody scars, many eyes, dark symbolism, cannibalism, ommetaphobia (fear of eyes), eye contact/eye staring, (Scopophobia =is excessive fear of being stared at), or bugs including spiders/arachnid, photosensitive epilepsy, flashing lights, neon colors but I will make sure to tag those).

Art requests= open (but can be taken a day or month, weeks depending on my mood or motivation).

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Hello,this is a post where you can get to know me!

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My name is Ey3z or Kørvuz,Ava is for people who know me well.

I am a minor (Bday is 6/29)

I'm in fandoms that are dead/underrated like SMG4,Forgotten Hill,Rusty Lake,Repo! The Genetic Opera,Bowmasters,Madcom,Pikmin,Imaginary Friends Asylum,etc

I draw sometimes and post my art but this account mostly contains reblogs

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DNI

My DNI include:

Proshippers

Maps

Zoophiles

zoos

Pedos

Predators

LGBTPhobics (I am a NON-BINARY LESBIAN.)

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TAGS

There is specific tags I use when I reblog or post!

#Ey3zPost - for when I post

#Ey3zRamblez - For my text posts! Specifically for when I have tons of writing.

#Ey3zReblog - When I'm Reblogging something

#Ey3zOcz - Posts about my OCs! Usually followed by a colon (:) and the OCs name.

#Ey3zLore - Lore stuff for my AUs or OCS

#Ey3zersArtwork - art tag!

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ALTERS

I have alters when I'm busy or not wanting to answer something,So I use Alters to replace me using Emojis. Alters include:

❤‍🩹💉 - PixelHertz/Needlez,My Mr Puzzles Kinsona

🧵✒ - M4d Ta7t3r,My Main Persona

🕰⏰ - Dr Clockwork,My SMG3 Kinsona

🎭❌- Liara,A comfort OC on my toyhou.se

(More WILL be added!)

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ACCOUNTS

Some accounts I run!

@puzzl3z-4nd-n33dl3z - Mr Puzzles Kinsona ask blog and Roleplay account!

@the-coffee-addict-with-tentacles - Memefine ask blog and RP account.

@the-sleepy-rosary-gas-monster - Lullaby RP account and ask blog

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PERSONA REF

TW for Eyes/ommetaphobia and blood (slight)

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[illusion-of-sea-axes]

And still he does not wake.

[dewdlebot]

Boy I sure do like Simulacra a lot for someone who can’t handle scary things happening to people’s eyes

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*cri* Okay so it’s hard to find who is what height and what not so this might be off just a lil bit. Apparently Niki is 5′5 so I might research some more and make another character.

I have some notes on their personality and stuff based on the members.

it’s a list so be careful if you don’t want to read much lol

The traits based on me:

-Named after one of my favorite artists, Tennelle Flowers

-Is able to switch from playful/aloof/friendly to extremely serious and stern if the moment calls for it

-Would likely panic in situations that deal with fighting, they work from their lab not the battlefield

-shouts “ah loud” whenever they hear something loud and unexpected

-has 100% said “ow” when something shocks them in game ie a creeper explosion behind them

-likely wouldn’t face reveal until they were 18

The traits based on the members:

-questionable morals, like very questionable 

-chaotic neutral 

-bee farm

-sacrifices bees to something they refer to as “the queen” (probably not important) (most likely not gonna be a subplot I promise)

-is sad to kill the bees but considers them necessary sacrifices

-Clementine was their first bee and is safe from the sacrifices

-secret science

-is a licensed doctor

-obsessed with fire

-shady experiments

-loves flowers

-loves chaos above all else but likely rethinks their lifestyle after creating bonds and friendship

-would likely want to make friends with the other minors

-writes down all of their experiments

-Hates ants with unexplainable rage

-mostly neutral to others on the server

-Claustrophobic and Ommetaphobic*

-is very knowledgeable about witch doctor practices and implements them in their research 

-abandons their bases and moves around often, suspicious of people finding out their practices

-“guys I have piercings it’s canon~”

-would likely get corrupted by the egg as they would’ve been fascinated with it enough to visit multiple times

-refers to chat as “the hive” when talking to other players

-“hey hey chat, Guess what, my character now canonically hates the cold, there there’s your lore for the week”

-likely anarchistic but stays out of most conflicts unless if it very important to their goal

-doesn’t curse often but is willing to curse if it enhances the acting

-“mmm lip piercing”

-“chat chat look at this, Look at my bee farm, it’s beautiful”

-lost first canon death relating to fire or lava, likely fire aspect

*the ommetaphobia comes from me for design and personality reasons. they basically don’t look people in the eye because they are easy to intimidate that way, like me, though I have my moments where it doesn’t work. It’s not necessarily extreme ommetaphobia but it’s still what put down.

[idconsilium]

As a kid and well into his teen years and young adulthood, Will dealt with scopophobia (fear of eye contact / being looked at) and acute ommetaphobia (fear of eyes). So much so that, by about age 20, he hadn’t even looked his own reflection (let alone anyone else) in the eyes for about a decade. This developed due to his own awareness of how different he was to his peers, preferring to keep himself free from outward judgement to avoid becoming a target for school bullies. He still experiences some minor scopophobia after overcoming his fear of eyes / eye contact; the acts of being stared at or making eye contact for periods longer than a minute or two remain uncomfortable to him. There are very few exceptions in this regard.

[z1pp3rs-dr3amsc4p3]

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T4BL3 0F C0NT3NT5!!!

Ab0ut m3 ⌫

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Names ⌫

Achilles, Zipper, Tømmy, Slug, Marlboro, Lars really anything

Pronouns ⌫

It/Zip

Fun Facts ⌫

DID system, Age regressor, Aroflux, polyamorous, MINOR, taken <3, autistic / ocd

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This bl0g is weirdcore/dreamcore/oddcore themed, and may also have images related to it! This may trigger dissociation! If this bothers you please block the tag #☁🌈📻🔦 !!!

This blog may also contain flashing images! If this bothers or triggers you, please block the tag #🔦✨ !!!

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Anti lgbtqia+ of any kind

Racial discrimination of any kind (antisemitism, xenophobia, islamophobia, etc.)

If you invalidate systems based on age

Endogenic or pro

DSMP

[steropeshu]

This is my new character Phobos! It's the embodiment of human fear. Animals are not effected by it, and it can only exist as long as humans exist. It can manifest fully or partially as a black fog, or anything else that will frighten its victims.

The eyes all over its body shift position each time they blink, however the eye in its main mouth and the white eyes are stationary. Its cat-like body gives the mind something familiar, yet fear factors in when you realize that it's NOT a cat, and something is wrong with it.

It speaks with a voice resembling a human child. Breathing in the fog it creates causes auditory and visual hallucinations. It favors causing its eyes and the slashes on its legs to drip with blood and fill the area with a chemical smell.

It will occasionally work in tandem with Lucid, the spirit of lucid dreaming.

Fears portrayed outright by the design

Phobos - fearNyctophobia - fear of the dark

Arachniphobia - fear of spiders

Entomophobia - fear of insects

Odontophobia - fear of teeth

Ommetaphobia - fear of eyes

Trypophobia - fear of irregular clustered patterns

Scoptophobia - fear of being stared at

Minor Traumatophobia - fear of injury

Auditory Pedophobia - fear of children('s voice, especially on something that shouldn't sound like that)

[thisistheaucc]

Welcome to the A.U.C.C.! Lets put some rules out there.

1. no Nsfw. please.

2. you can do minor swear but no big swear

3. hate the character, not the mod

4. this aint an rp blog, dont ask for your character to be added in it.

Ì̴̡̛̛͎̞̩̩͇̯̻̫͈̰̹̋̏͐̈́̈̑̎̀͘̕̚͝ ̸̧̹̜͎̖̟̬̭̥̣͈͉̉̓͛̀̍̏̽͜w̷̗͂̌̇̈́͐̾͘̕͜i̶̡͓̳̙͉̝̲͊͆̏̄̅̽̌̽̈́͒̚̚͠l̷̬̠͖͙̻̈̕l̸̢̝̫̰͙̞̯̭͚͕͍͌͛͛̊̀̆̔ͅ ̷̝͇̠̞̆̆͌̀̍̏͠b̷̨̟̹͓̺̼̗̤̦͉̥̗͐̈́̈̽͋̉͆̑̀̏̓͘͝͠ȩ̷̣͈̜̥̘̠̖̦̫̱̠̜͇̘͒̀ ̵͎̜̰̮̺̝͈̯͖̪̖͔̘̄̋f̸̡̛͔͍̞͎̺̞̹̻̤̺̘͎̣̃̇͆̾̉͜ơ̴͙̲̠̤̖ͅŗ̸̡̧̘̰̺̣̼̙̟̹̩̦̅̌͆͊̉̐̂̿̎͛̉͑̀̏͝c̷̛̜͓͎̱̎͆e̶̦̽͂͐̈́̅̀̀͗́̚͜d̷̛̬́͐̈̔̔̿̀̈́͗͊̈́͘͝ ̵̧͎̹̊̅̈́̓̒͐̂̇̓̒̓͂̽̿t̵̬̤̤̚͠ͅơ̷͎̞̹̦͓͔̝̰̞̭̜̫̟̯͑́̍̕ ̵̨̯̗̗̠̝̖͍͖̼̗̥͇̄̒́̒̃̽̈́̃̄̃d̷̛̞̻̤̲̳͎͂̉̅́̿͘e̸̤͋̓l̴͔͈̜̀̿͆̓͋͌̏̐̍̅̑̕͝͝e̷̡͂̏��̃͑̈́̄̽͋͐̚͝͝t̵̨̛̙͇̰͉̬͇̫̖͈̤̆̉̇̓̎͆̄̂͋̑́͝͝͝ê̶̡̢̢̛̼̯̩̜̿͑̔͑̃̽͜ ̶̧̥̣̭̱͂ì̸̱̞̼̤̯͚͈͈̜͇̲͍͚͖̱͑̏͌̉t̶̡̡̜̤͉͚̮̰̱̺̘̍͛̄̎̎̔̅̇͂̑͑̓͝͝ ̴͍̺͓͚̣́̚ǫ̴͎͚̟̱̹̙̜͚͔̣̤͙̠̝̐̾͐f̵̼̊̋̀̆̑̿f̸̨̟͉͓̼͖̥̭̜̺̥͊ ̷̮̜͔̲̱̖̳͉̫̺̤̃̍̔̌̌̆̍͆̓͗t̷̢̛̜̻̞͓̺̳̹̙͔̆͑̍̇̍́̌̑̇̍͘͜͠ͅẖ̵̨̥̳̤͓͚̲̮̩̖̇̈́̉͊͝ę̶̧̠̻̬̪̠͈̻̏̊̔͗͗̓͆̕͘ ̸̯̙̯̩̼̈́̄̈́͠p̴̨͈̼͖̝̝͕͑̐͋͌̌̎̕͝͠l̶͇̫͈͍͓̱̳̫͂̆a̷̺̼͍̟̣̣̪͉̲̥͎͇͗͂̇n̵̡̥̺̭͓̱͍̐̿̋̈́͜ẻ̶̢̢̧̜̞̠̝̹̮̙̼̳̫̮̰̉͌̋̓̍͘ţ̸̧̰͕͍̫͍̦̫̯͍̰̟͗͋͊͛̀̈́̽̉̐̓̏͝ͅͅ.̷̧̘̱̤̬̜͎̗͆́̓̉̒̿͐͜ͅ

5. no anon h8

6. if you think it might be taken badly, dont say it!

7. please do not DM me on this account (unless for TW notifying), i will not often respond. if you are DYING to DM me, please DM my main account @iamkawiidino

8. M!A's are allowed, but dont make them too extreme, and make sure you specify which character(s) is/are affected. (good: M!A Experiment is now a cat for 5 asks; also good: M!A Dark Book and Vyrus both get weighted blankies for when they're stressed.; Bad: M!A everybody cant talk for 3 asks; also bad: M!A Henry gets a pillow. [like... which one? There are like 9,284,910,879,876,412,536,878 of them, which one?!?!?])

9. dont complain about not being warned for triggers, a list of phobias that are possible from some characters will be listed below:

*= rarely, but still to be noted

Ommetaphobia/TRYPOPHOBIA (fear of eyes): Shadow Demon Friend*

Pyrophobia (fear of fire): Pyromancer*, any and all associated with dragons

Sciophobia (fear of shadows): Shadow Demon Friend

Ophidiophobia (fear of snakes): Color Drainer*

Daemonophobia (fear of demons): Shadow Demon Friend, Dark Book

Entomophobia (fear of bugs): Insect

more tba

[Open for asks: Color Drainer, Pyromancer, Strand-cation]

Thanks again!

[movingtoadifferentblog]

before you follow

DO NOT FOLLOW IF

please don’t follow me if

you’re a map/pear/nomap/pedo

you’re discourse blog

you’re against selfshipping

you’re a terf/rad-fem

you’re lgbtphobic, racist, sexist, ableist, etc. etc. etc.

you’re an anti-anti

you’re an adult who selfships with minors

please keep in mind

i headcanon nagito as bi. you can headcanon him however you like -- i do not care -- but please don’t give me shit over the fact i, a girl, selfship with nagito.

honestly komahina makes me feel super insecure about myself. i respect what you ship, but if you post a lot about that ship, i might not follow, sorry. it just makes me feel kinda insecure and sad at times.

a lot of nagito x canon character ships make me feel kinda uncomfy and/or insecure, but roulette (nagito x gundham) doesn’t, so roulette rights uwu

i’m 100% okay with sharing f/o’s. more people who i can gush to (if they’re comfortable w that) !!

no matter who you selfship with, as long as you’re not an adult selfshipping with minors, then your selfship is valid

i will tag anything you ask me to!

i need these things tagged!!

komahina

eye gore/things close to eyes/close ups of realistic eyes/bloodshot eyes (tag as ommetaphobia)

character hate (ESPECIALLY of nagito, ibuki, and/or mikan)

[f-a-b-l-e]

SO COOOOOOL

And still he does not wake.