#tw rape and molestation

[caloboletus-rubripes]

YO! I made a playlist for the challenge using songs that I've been listening to a lot nowadays! It's got 32 songs, one for each day from 1—30 (except for Cannibalism and Crying, which have 2).

Some of the songs are very very explicitly tied to each day's theme, others are more based off vibes (not exactly lyric matter), others still have mentions of/are about the theme, and some are related purely by name but don't really fit the vibe or include the theme in the lyrics. Anyways, enjoy! (song list under the cut!)

Eyes: Girl With One Eye by Florence + The Machine

Teeth: Tongues & Teeth by The Crane Wives

Nosebleed: Bloody Nose by Jack Conte

Dismemberment: The Dismemberment Song by Blue Kid

Guts: Lotta True Crime by Penelope Scott

Cutthroat: Drain the Blood by The Distillers

Deadly Sins: For the Departed by Shayfer James

Tongue: Off with His Head by Jack Conte

Bloody Knuckles: Bloody Knuckles by Sleeping with Sirens

Cannibalism: Misery Meat and People Eater by Sodikken

Throwing up Blood: Throwing up Blood by WOLVVES

Neon/Rainbow Gore: My Time OMORI ver. (Kikuo cover) by bo en, Kikuo, and Hatsune Miku

Pastel/Glitter Gore: Dance of corpse by Kikuo

Medical: The Medical Anomaly by Riproducer

Stiches: Terry's Taxidermy by Teddy Hyde

Revenge: Hayloft II by Mother Mother

Impalement: Murders by Miracle Musical

Candy Gore: It's Another Maze There (そこにはまた迷宮) by KikuoHana

Plants/Fungi: In the Woods Somewhere by Hozier

Crystal/gems: Introduction to the Snow by Miracle Musical

Dolls/Mannequins: The Ballad of Jane Doe from Ride the Cyclone

Bandages: Ruru's Suicide Show on Livestream (るるちゃんの自殺配信) by Shinsei Kamattechan

Extra Eyes/Limbs: Swallow Hollow from the Omori OST

Mask: Mask of My Own Face by Lemon Demon

Glitch: Chaos Assembly from the Omori OST

Beastly/Monstrous: Howl by Florence + The Machine

Lovestruck: Suki Suki Daisuki (好き好き大好き) by Jun Togowa

Crying: Body by Mother Mother and Body Terror Song by AJJ

Bruises: Cannibal by Naethan Apollo

Laceration: The Masochism Tango by Tom Lehrer

Hope anyone who listens enjoys! It's a long list lmao

I'm gunna start this 30-day gore challenge cuz I can. >U< but ima use wally for all of them :3

Soo some of my next posts might be gory!

[digenerate-trash]

False safety:

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Jordan -

Jordan has a desire to save you. When he first lays eyes on you you're so close to being lost in the darkness of this town and it's up to them to save you. 

Jordan knows that it's wrong to play favorites but you're new to the temple. And who better to show you around but his best and purest initiate? He sends you to Sydney right away.

You're oh so sweet when you tend to the church. Organizing books and helping other initiates clean the rooms. Though Jordan likes seeing you tend to the garden the most. The care you put into it. The sweat on your brow as you work. Your face flushes red as you admire your work. He's happy to see you doing everything you can to help.

When someone offers you a cup of wine he quickly intervenes. Nothing can happen to you on his watch. Nothing can ever happen to you...

Jordan finds himself offering you lodging. Make sure to prepare your meals. 

Even steering away your caretaker when he comes around looking for you. 

Jordan keeps you safe. He likes it better that way. Even when the day has been rough he talks to you. Long hours neglecting his duty to care for you and your needs.

Jordan wants to keep you pure and safe. It becomes an obsession. 

He removes you from school. He hides you away deep in the temple. The other initiates barely see you. 

Jordan even gives you a new name. He calls you "lamb" and the other temple members quickly adopt it for you as well. 

You barely see Sydney anymore... only during service or special occasions. 

Jordan of course keeps you entertained and happy. Even if you aren't allowed to leave anymore he grabs you whatever you need. 

Jordan Even gets you little gifts woven items gold jewelry trinkets and rare things. He presents them to you carefully. He loves how you examine each piece. 

Jordan shares his prayers with you. He whispers them in your ear and holds you close as he wishes for the future. His life. The temple. All good things- he could never pray for harm... 

But he also confesses things to you. Things you wish you could un-hear Jordan's worries and fears. His faith and how it shakes when he sees you. How much his love has changed him. How he fears he's wasted years worshiping the wrong God. 

Jordan only knows the temple and the love he feels for his God. 

But now that God is you.

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Charlie -

Charlie likes you pure! He does. He prefers it when you're not all over him. Because he's a closet weirdo. 

Charlie likes it when you show up on time. Neat and clean and happy. 

In class always professional. Keeps up his reputation. He helps you with your posture and keeps his distance nothing too intimate. He doesn't play favorites or make anything awkward. You trust him. 

He gets you well-paying jobs. He treats you nicely. He even replaces your dancing shoes when he finds out your old ones are improper. 

He's your coach. And your friend. 

But at night he's entirely different. He pays Bailey for shots of you. He heads to the brothel on his off days and wears a mask as he watches you. Of course, you would waste your talents here... 

He even pays for a room with you just to blindfold and fuck you ruthlessly. 

He thought that would be it. But stalking you in his off time becomes a bit of a habit. 

Charlie won't outright say he has an obsession with you. He won't even admit it's a crush. But he does end up staying longer nights at the brothel when he knows you working. ✦•····················································•✦•···················································•✦

Darryl -

Darryl wants you safe. They always wanted you safe ever since they met you. 

Darryl becomes protective and frightened for you as soon as they meet you. They cling to you like nothing else and keep your working hours long but not particularly hard.

Darryl keeps creeps away from you. Even banning them from the strip club if they go too far

The dancers consider you Darrl's little sibling. They're always beside you while you tend the bar and work together 

Darryl even slips you their tips as well. They don't want you to head to Bailey empty-handed.

Darryl never wants anything to happen to you. So they keep you so close it's a bit suffocating.

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Sam -

Sam knows. 

Sam knows it's your "cream" that keeps the bakery running but is in deep denial. 

Sam licks the bowl and knows the taste. He's no stranger to this freakish town. He's bought from Remy before he knows the taste...

But you? You're so innocent. You would never...

So Sam stays in denial. But he still eats the cream buns. He still licks the bowl he still looks over you as you try to act innocent. Face blushing your heart beating out of your chest. He'll look over the kitchen before leaving you to do your work again. 

Sam loves that you're so dedicated. You work so hard that you make sure to clean up after yourself. And you always come to work happy. 

Sam loves that for you but once you decide to let the secret out. He can't deny it anymore. He can't pretend you're just some talented baker... he has to face what you are. 

At first, it seems like he takes it well. "The secrets out" he laughs before steadily moving on. But it bothers him. 

He still keeps you around... he lets you work how you like. He doesn't want to hurt his business after all. 

Eventually, Sam get more hands-on with your baking. He wants the best product after all. He helps you get off he pushes you far beyond your limits just to get everything out of you. 

He starts calling you a cash cow as a nickname. 

It's a little mean-spirited but he says you owe him this. 

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Niki -

Niki is so happy to have a new muse! And they aren't shy about it either. 

After about two months of mediocre models and no excitement, it's fun to have you around. 

You're full of life and you're beautiful. Your body is a marvel and Niki is going to capture every angle of it. 

Niki loves your posters every time they make a new one they are so eager to show it off. They just want the world to know about their little muse. 

they’ve seen creep shots of you. Images where you're passed out. Videos of you being molested or raped. 

they feel for you... but they are also horrified by the lack of artistry put into them

Niki will spend hours with you recreating those horrific photographs and videos to make them more suited to you. Niki is spending hours making sure to get every angle and detail correct 

Of course, sometimes Niki will go too far. If you're not scared enough he'll instruct other models to hurt you. Hold you down more. Or to go rougher than agreed. It's all about getting your emotions on film after all. And everyone knows authenticity shows up much better. 

They never take your complaints seriously. You just don't understand how important this is. When you see the final product you'll be grateful they pushed you. 

At the end of the day though Niki will wrap you up in silk sheets and pet you so sweetly they'll say you were such a good model you did everything right. 

And when Niki shows off their collection of you in their folders you'll see that Niki favors the ones where you're frightened or in pain. 

Niki will show off the album with stars in their eyes. Running their fingers along every photograph outlining your perfect features. 

Niki doesn't think they'll ever get bored of you

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

Best and Worst of Both Worlds (part 33)

Tw: mentions of rape and molestation, Evangeline's insanity

Part 34

You sighed. Looking up at the white ceiling as the smell of antiseptic stings your nose.

Your landlord came by earlier to hand you your phone charger as per Yves's request. He avoided your eyes as he asked about your general wellbeing. Perhaps he felt guilty for letting one of his tenants go through such brutality. Or maybe Yves tore him another one for failing to protect you. Quite frankly, you do not know, neither do you care.

You gave him polite but short answers. You don't feel like talking to anyone now, not even Yves. It feels like the whole world is judging you and criticizing what you could have done.

He was nice, he even charged your phone for you. It's not like you could do it yourself, hooked on all kinds of antibiotic drips and wires. Not to mention, your leg cast.

You were wondering about Evangeline's hygiene, how did you get this infected from a couple of bites and scratches? Well. Whatever it was, you're glad shes just not here.

You did blame yourself for confronting her. Because if she didn't know that there was an issue between you and her, she wouldn't have paid you a visit.

But it was hard to say what her reaction would have been when Mr. Jones confronted her about the molestation in his car.

It felt like a courtroom with no jury in your head. You have a part of yourself prosecuting your being, while the other defending it. It's noisy and exhausting. You had no idea how to quieten it down.

You turned your head to the sound of your phone.

You reached towards it and checked what has set off the notification alerts. The cable is still attached to its charging port.

You received a voicemail from a number you didn't recognize.

"Sweetheart. It's me, Montgomery. I-I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I.." You heard him choke back tears. "That was fucking disgusting of her. It was so much worse than I first thought- I'm so fucking sorry I couldn't be there to protect ya', I shouldn't have trusted- I-I-"

You were confused at the sudden breakdown. He wasn't that distressed the last time you saw him, why is he crying as if he went through it instead?

You listen to him sob in anguish.

"...I couldn't get a hold of ya' through my old number. I had to get another one. Please call me back as soon as ya' can."

The message abruptly ended there.

You blocked this number too.

Frowning, did Yves tell him your business? That seems unlikely of him, you refused to believe that he would do such a thing. Then, who else did he...

The group chat with your housemates is blowing up.

Oh. The news got ahold of your story. Well that makes sense.

Even though you weren't identified, it was clear the news segment was about your horrific assault.

Some of your housemates were complaining that Yves told them not to speak with the media. And thankfully, they didn't.

There was very limited information given to the public as it seems like Yves is trying to control what others can know. The majority of the details were given by Evangeline herself. To your relief, she was held without bail.

From what you understood, she wasted her one call in jail to speak with news outlets. She didn't call her father, her mother or a lawyer. Evangeline admitted that she raped you in such a brutal matter, not leaving a single detail unsaid.

The article anonymized all the names she dropped, but you can guess she mentioned Montgomery and Yves at some point.

It was sickening, Evangeline told them that she's masturbating in jail to the thought of you. When asked what was her reasoning behind her atrocious acts, she replied that you were her greatest reward in life. She 'deserved' you for being your 'savior'. It was unclear what she meant.

They asked if she had any remorse for what she did. Evangeline went ahead and told them her only goal is to get out of prison just to fuck you day and night. You consumed her entire thought and you have to pay for it.

Evangeline claimed that she 'loves' you. You just didn't know what was good for you and it is her mission to fix that. She also hated you for throwing her away just like everyone else. Then again, she loved how you felt against her, so you were 'forgiven'.

You didn't get it. What was wrong with her? She seems so normal and fine, yet she's still trying to induce nightmares in you even when she's held in a cell.

You read on and saw that her parents refused to comment. However, it's mentioned that Evangeline was suspected to be too mentally unsound to stand trial. They have yet to evaluate her psychology, but judging on her unhinged reaction after all this, you think she is very likely to plead insanity and be sent to a mental facility instead of prison.

The University retracted her scholarship and expelled her. She must have thought that there was nothing left to lose, that is why she went all out in the impromptu interview.

You shuddered and stopped reading, not being able to stomach the mention of Evangeline anymore.

You wiped away tears from the hilt of your palm. Suddenly yearning for some company.

What a coincidence, Yves called you. Immediately, you picked it up.

"(name)..." His voice was soft and sympathetic.

You cried. You let everything out to Yves. It was hard to form a sentence, but you tried. It came out as incoherent garbles as you choked on your own tears. Nothing you said made sense to you, it did to Yves.

He listened. Letting his own droplets roll down his cheeks too. Yves knew there isn't anything he could say now to make you feel better. You heard it all before. The apologies, the assurances, the hatred towards your perpetrator... it became meaningless to you.

It's time for you to speak instead.

He knows you just wanted someone to be there for you.

And he will stay on the line as long as you need.

Yves's tears splashed onto his papers, creating ugly stains and smudging his blue ink around. Rendering some words as unreadable.

[hippityhoppityyourenowmyproperty]

Hey guys, remember that fucked up fic Lily pulled from ao3 tilted "Broken Champion"? I don't think she did it because of the torture porn accusations. She did it because it has another hint of her molestation of Courtney during their youth in it. She's trying to cover her ass, just like with the "Violate" arc in her pokemon comic that she tried to bury.

Another instance of Lily writing about molestation/rape of an unconcious woman but framing it as "just trying to help" and it being "the only solution". To add insult to injury, the victim is thankful for the assault and rewards the perpetrator with a kiss.

Lily has tried for years to convince herself and others that her molestation of Courtney must have been "romantic", mutually assured, and had noble intentions. If she had her way, she would have married Courtney, HER SISTER, without them having a say in it.

@opinated-user @pleasetiemyshoe @britts-galaxy-brain

[vulto-cor-de-rosa]

"The children ask for it" WHAT

Are you kidding me??? I can't even comprehend how DUMB and just STUPID you need to be to say this LIVE ON TELEVISION during the World Youth Days with no excitation. I just- I have no words. You need to be so ignorant to say this after 48000+ sexual abuse allegations against the church came out not 6 months ago. And that is in Portugal alone! God I fucking hate the catholic church. And I hope this guy rots in hell with the rest of the people who molested and raped those poor kids.

[chickensarentcheap]

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹Please and thank you 😍 🥰😘

WARNING: brief mention of the molestation and rape. Just the words. Not the actions.

"You could be out there doing something that actually matters.   Helping people.  Fixing things. Making the world a better place.  But this? This life?  Someone like you shouldn’t be here.  You deserve better than this.  Way better.”

Tilting her head to the side, she regards him intently.  Fingernails drumming against her glass. “You don’t think any of this matters? What we do?”

“Honestly? Not really, no.

“You don’t think we make things better?  You don’t think we help people? Fix things?”

“Not in a way that really makes a difference.”

“It makes a difference to the people that hire us.   They wouldn’t need us if they didn’t have something to fix .”

“You know just as well as I do that not everyone calls us to  ‘fix things’.  Most of the people that hire us? They’re just as big of a dirtbag as the person they want us to get rid of. When was the last time you did a job where the client had a solid reason to ‘off’ someone?  I’m talking about an abused wife that can’t escape her husband,  someone who wants the guy who molested his kid to suffer, or a grieving husband that wants revenge on the piece of shit that raped or killed his wife. I'm talking about people who actually NEED help, Esme. Not these assholes that just hire us out of spite or to send a message or to put the fear of God into someone.  Do you even remember the last time that happened?”

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@tragiclyhip @munstysmind @secretaryunpaid @themaradwrites @mrsmungus @asirensrage @residentdormouse @ninjasawakenedmystar @thebejeweledwatercat and anyone/everyone else who reads/supports :)

[digenerate-trash]

Harper with starcrossed is crazy ngl💀

okay- I tried so hard. Please enjoy

AMAB Harper | GN PC

TW hypnosis | implied molestation | implied rape | implied blowjob | malpractice

Arriving at the hosbital early as always harper adjusts his shirt and tie and fiddles with his pen. He's been practicing quite a bit lately and he's eager to show off. Though he knows that sometimes you don't always have the time to indulge him. Really it's just a hope of his. That you'll let him have as much time with you as he wants. Though it's a long shot... you're always busy after all...

But still he has hope as he strolls into the office. Clean as ever. He glances at the desk and the lab coat hanging off it. Wasting no time at all he let's his fingers trace over the fabric of it before taking it off the chair and fitting it over his shoulders. A little too snug for him but he loves the feeling.

He adjusts his glasses and sits down at the desk smiling to himself as he takes out his pen and starts to spin it between his fingers. He's happy. Relaxed. In an environment he knows and even loves. And soon. You'll be here.

Harper looks over the desk taking in every detail. Adjusting everything almost compulsively as he waits for your arrival. He admires the degrees on the wall. The negelcted plant in the cornner. He flips through the Callander looking over every appointment for the next few months. He can't even describe the feeling he gets as he sits here.

"... harper-" your voice is sweet like a bell. As you open the door. Harper gets up and smiles so wide your sure it must hurt. "You're wearing my coat again." You say slightly exasperated as you walk over to your desk and place down your clipboard.

"Sorry- just wanted to see what it would be like to be the doctor for once." Harper apologies. He takes off the coat gingerly putting it back over your desk chair before he returns to his usual side of the desk. He sits in the chair opposite yours as you take your seat and the note pad you use to document harpers progress.

He sits in the little padded chair. His legs are awkwardly pressed together as he fiddles with a pen, he's almost 22. Obsessive. Has a superiority complex, and dispite being very odd he's polite.

"I'm glad you could make it to your appointment harper-" you say in Ernest "I'm glad your committing to your progress to lead a healthier life."

"Yes well. How can I refuse when they said for one hour a week I'd get to be locked in a room with you?" Haper says. You let out a sigh. This again.

"Harper. We've talked about your professionalism before-" you start.

"I'm kidding!" Harper intersects almost too quickly.

"Still. Remeber that doctors and paintents can't talk to eachother like that. The boundries between medical professionals and the people they care for are there for a reason. It's unethical to get personaly involved." You scribbled harpers response down before continuing "and I'm afraid your deflection instead of agknowaging your mistake sets you back once again. You can't hide behind a facade of humor every time you say something unseamly. It's better just to think before you speak."

Harper looks disappointed as he grips his pen. But still you continue on. "Why don't you start the session. Tell me how your week was. How are you adjusting to life outside the asylum?"

Harper twitches a bit at the word another thing to note down. He's still uncomfterble.

"It's fine... I have an apartment now- and a TV that I can change the channels on..." Harper says leaning back in his chair. "but I've been reading about hypno therapy lately. And to tell you the truth I'm fascinated..."

"What about hypnotic therapy do you find yourself being interested in?" You ask. Writing down brod strokes of what harper has said.

Harper seems to grin a bit wider as he continues "I think I could be one. I'm a pretty quick learner. And the material is easy to understand. I think I might have found a talent in it."

You nod along adding the sentence 'paitent is desprate for control' in your notes.

"Mind if I show you?" Harper says. The request is so Ernest that you tentivly agree. And harper holds up the pen. Swining it back and forth.

Harper tells you to keep your focus and you do. He continues to keep the pace of the pen and you keep stareing

Your mouth goes dry but you don't close it. Haper seems happy. Excited even but you're not sure why. The rest of the therapy session is like a dream. You're pretty sure harper has done something bad. But you can't image what as you wipe the salty taste from your mouth. As you head out to the break room you don't remeber ending the session with harper but your left thirsty and confused.

You must just be out of it today. As you drink a glass of water and look over your notes you only have more questions.

"Cured" is written out in your handwriting.

[kieraplaysthesims]

"You fucking slut...you...you....child molester! He's only 14"

"I was drunk...I don't know what came over me!"

"You can keep the penthouse. We're moving as far away as we can."

[judas-officially]

guys can we as a society denormalize rape and molestation jokes maybe, cause having ptsd attacks in the school bathroom every other day isn’t our idea of a good time

[takeariskao3]

Hannah I'm so sorry but I don't see how consent does not apply to fictional characters. Is rape ok as long as the characters are fictional? What about child molestation? Also a lot of other real world morals are very much part of fanfics, including yours. I love your stories and love the way you write. And I'm not trying to police you. But this is a small part of AG, a story I am really really loving, that I have trouble wrapping my head around and genuinely wanted to hear your perspective. Sure it's completely fair that I don't have to read if it's a trope I'm uncomfortable with and I don't expect you to change your fic. I'm sorry that it upset you, I really only wanted to learn more about how you are approaching this.

ok there are like three conversations happening so let me break this down.

consent does not apply to fictional characters because they are fictional. they do not have the capacity to consent. they do not have agency. they are fictional. they are not real. they are constructs used as a very extensive metaphor to tell a story. full stop. ginny can't consent to any part of already gone whether it be sexual or not because i am making her do all of it. i am the puppet master pulling all the strings and these are my dolls that i play house with. she consents if *i* choose for her to consent. it's not her decision. it's mine.

if i chose to play house in a way that was noncon or dubcon that is my very real choice that i have and i would tag it as such and you would then need to make the choice if you wanted to play with me. it is not a conversation of whether rape and molestation are okay. literally all of us who live in the real world know that is absolutely not okay and a very real crime for very real reasons. but if someone chooses to use rape, or molestation, or whatever, as a vehicle to tell their story, that is their prerogative and that *is* okay. we cannot tell someone that they can't write a rape story. full stop.

now, let me get off my high horse. i think your question is: how is it okay for ginny, who has woken up with no memory past june of 1996, to engage is sexual urges/acts? my original answer to a similar question was "spoilers" and it still is but i have eleven messages in my inbox and i'm over it... maybe my show instead of tell is too much show, maybe i'm not as good as a writer as i thought i was, maybe we haven't quite gotten to the full realization of this storyline. maybe its all three! regardless, it comes down to how does ginny see herself. and how do the people around her see her. do they see her as a 14 almost 15 year old or do they see her as an adult? up to this point, ginny has asserted that she is frustrated with the way harry, her family, and her friends have been treating her. she, as a character, and on multiple occasions, has declared that she is an adult capable of making her own decisions. she had the conversation with healer silverberry where she had him confirm she was of age, she refuses to take outside opinions on situations when she feels she is perfectly capable of deciding on her own, she acts and manifests those decisions confidently and without second-guessing it. she is well on her way to accepting that she is no longer a teenager, but a 20 year old woman whose actions have consequences. i have plans for this to be a gradual awareness for both harry and ginny. this isn't a thing where harry is pushing himself on her or ginny doesn't know exactly what she's getting into. the sex is a resolution. it's them coming together physically as a representation of their decision to still be together after several more chapters of plot points and angst. but if that is not enough for you to feel comfortable with the explicit nature of the last chapter then that is okay and you do not have to read it.

did i miss anything? no? ok i think i'm done with this subject for today.

[coockie8]

y do u write such fucked up shit like the dark ace/lightning strike relationship like whats the point?

A couple of reasons.

1: I can. It's fiction, these characters are not real people, and if I wanna torture them I can do so without bringing harm to a real human being; discomfort is not harm, if you don't like what I write/draw, fucking block me like a sensible adult, or get off the internet if you're so young you need someone else to curate your online experience for you. I'm not your parents; I'm a random stranger on the internet.

and

2: To cope. With a lot of different things. I was groomed, molested, and raped as a child, and writing about similar things in fiction helps me to process. Posting it helps other people who might not be as creatively inclined to process as well; I know this because I had countless people tell me my writing helps them cope and/or process. And also Group Therapy is a thing.

I also suffer from deeply disturbing and violent intrusive thoughts. Antis are so worried about fiction turning people into predators that they never stop to consider a lack of a fictional outlet would probably turn me into a murderer.

So honestly, which would you rather? I write some fucked up fiction about cartoon characters, or I let the intrusive thoughts win and bludgeon my coworker to death with a lead pipe? :)

[blackfemmejeanvaljean]

I'm just spending this fine Thursday evening thinking about how I always see childfree memes about how nice it is to have extra money to yourself to travel and pursue hobbies and have nice things and how I live paycheck to paycheck often not having enough to cover my bills on time but at least I'm not paying for child related expenses on my paycheck which led to me thinking about how my sister told me my mom and dad got married because my mom wanted kids despite the fact they didn't love each other and apparently planned to have kids on purpose despite the fact they were poor and had only recently gotten sober (they met in aa lmao) and you know those families that can't provide financially for their children but love them to death and are emotionally there we weren't one of them so they just emotionally and physically abused me and my sister to the point we haven't talked in 3 months and I've only seen them 3 times in 9 years and what was the reason you wanted kids and couldn't provide anything for them I remember watching a tyler perry movie with my mom once and a character was talking about how how she was molested by her mom's boyfriend and my mom turned to us and said see some mom's are a lot worse like not allowing your children to be raped is not a flex I know it sounds like I'm coming down hard on my mom but long term followers also know I have smoke for my father this just isn't a post about him for once

[radgritty]

i love women, and im attracted to them, and i love having sex with them, but i always feel disgusting afterwards because i was abused (? still not sure about that) by my cousin when we were kids. she's 4 years older than me and would make me rub her until she orgasmed and then do the same to me. and now i don't know if im actually bi or if my attraction to women is some kind of trauma response.

This is absolutely heartbreaking. I understand how you feel actually. My brother did the exact same thing to me. I'm not sure how to separate the disgust 😕 I wish you peace of mind and I'm here to talk if you need to.

[romanarose]

These are the shoes y’all . These are the shoes that are this massive fucking issue I guess. Adult shoes. Adult feet.

If you hate the kink then whatever but stop lying that these are kids feet.

This is what you guys are telling me to kill my self over. Telling me you hope I get raped again.

I hope this crusade is worth it to you.

I can only assume these are the same person because they came right after each other. Anons are going off for now. For those of you who are kind and want to reach out, my inbox is still open. I’m still getting through all the nice messages. I appreciate you.

[nyaahilism]

TLDR(or W): Joe Biden's daughter left her diary at an airbnb, the owner found it & sold it. The owner, a woman, has been sentanced to a month in jail (court records prove the diary belongs to Biden's daughter).

Why this is important: The diary mentions the possibility of molestation; includes memories of taking showers with her fault when she was young (and how that was inappropriate). The video then shows images of Biden's well documentated history of inappropriate touching/sniffing of young girls he's been photographed with.

[digenerate-trash]

Hmm~ I hope you can help me then! Since I'm not native English speaker my use of words is often wacky. I can not fully think of something "in-character" for Somno-freak Yan!Robin to say when he's doing his "deed" with my PC Kariya. The idea stuck inside my head since that you-know-which-post of your, I have to get it out of my system somehow >'''<)!!

Imagine PC is sound asleep, cuz they drank the hot cocoa/lemonade he gave them and god know what he put in there. He can't help it thou, they went to the forest one day and then disappeared for weeks, and came back with a collar encased their neck. Now, PC is sleeping peacefully, safe and sound in his bed... What would he do? What would he say? Give me the "words", and I will translate them into "images" as best as I could when I have time to draw! : D

Almost forgor, Robin in Kariya' save is male with coochie : D I would still draw this sooner or later, but if you're willing to lend a hand, it would be a big help✨

OMG hi!!!!! You're like the robin simp and you're asking me for help!!?!?!?!!? I'm freaking out dude!!!!! but yeah!!!! I'm gonna do what I can to help your vision as best I can!!! I love somno freak robin!!!!!!!

It was pretty easy to get you to drink the sedative. He thought it might be harder because you're usually so careful. But as soon as he said it was for his weekend job you drank it down without hesitation. 

"How's it... taste?" Robin asks as you look up from your cup. You scrunch your nose a bit. Usually, you'd brush off anything wrong, but Robin had asked for your honest opinion after all. 

"Somethings... off. It's bitter." You say setting the cup down "Maybe some more sugar this time?" 

"Sugar- yeah." Robin laughs a bit. Before turning back around to clean up his mess in the communal kitchen. You lean on your hand as you sit at the table watching Robin clean up. He's always so nervous. It's cute. 

Once everything is clean Robin takes your hand and you yawn as he leads you back to his room. The bottle of sedatives rattles a bit in his sweater and he grips onto it to stop the noise. Not that he thinks you'd ever be suspicious of him. 

Robin sits you on his bed and gets a game set up on his system. 

You lay back as he talks. You're barely paying attention as he speaks. Instead, you curl up on his soft sheets and start to drift off.

Robin looks over at you mid-rant and realizes how well his plan worked. You're asleep- and according to the doctor, you'd be out for hours. None the wiser. 

He heads to the door locking it. He might have hours to play with you but he doesn't want to waste a second of it.

He reaches over and pulls your shirt up to show off your chest. He can't help himself he's panting heavily as he leans over and kisses and licks at your nipples he's careful not to bite but the temptation is there as he drools on your skin. Your body is so soft as he feels you up. Your breathing is deep and shallow as you sleep. 

Robin throws off his sweater and pants before he straddles you. Yanking up your skirt and showing off your pretty thin panties that barely conceal you. He's already panting as he leans over you. You look so happy as he brushes a strand of hair from your face.

"I... I need to have you." *Robin pants as he grinds down on you roughly. His face is red. He can't help himself he always gets so shy around you. "When we have sex for the first time- I'll make sure.... I'll make sure I'm less nervous" 

he laughs a bit to himself as he continues to use you. That was the point of these little sessions after all. Practice.

Robin humps against you harder. He can feel you getting hard and his underwear has soaked through by now. Your face is blushing but you are still in blissful sleep as he leans over your body to kiss you deeply. He forces his tongue into your mouth continuing to hump at you his actions getting more frantic as he's close to his peek. Your breathing is getting heavier too as you tense up and cum staining your underwear. 

Robin pulls back looking down at the mess. He blushes harder than before and covers his mouth. He was supposed to edge you... make this last as long as possible... but he got carried away.

"T-thats alright" he pants leaning down to lick up the mess. "I'll just try again" (I hope this is a good enough scenario for you!!! I love somno freak robin!!!