#tw descriptions of gore

[doostyaudi]

Ok yea so like i made these guys like a few weeks ago. I drew em on my computer :p

I have ideas of what to do for most of the sprunki cast, tho my motivation was lost lol

If u want some examples: gray. I would've done the same thing to him that i did to wenda, except to a lesser extreme and his horns would have gotten longer and no longer resemble cat ears

Tunner. I had the idea of having his arms tied to his neck, possibly to his legs too so everytime he moved the ropes would get tightened. He got shot in the head so he's kinda brain dead but is forced to be alive, so he'd look absolutely soulless and hopeless

OWAKCX would be burnt on his exposed flesh and parts of his skin infused into itself, immobilizing certain parts of himself. Owakcx is a very high energy guy and i thought it would make sense if he looked like living burnt rubber, that kind of thing

I have many more ideas but i rather not write a whole essay on here lol. If u want to know more feel free to ask!

[kalpeavaris]

To Be Among Stars

Find the story on AO3

(sadly, tumblr acts like like the AO3 URL itself is 'not a complete link' despite working just fine when send to other people or used as hyperlink, so this will have to do-)

Some doomed Jessa, a one-shot I wrote :] This is not canon to the other MD AUs/stories I have, so no worries- anything happening in the one-shots stay in the one-shots.

This one in particular experiments with the "What If" scenario of J not surviving her injuries aquired in the fall she took in the final battle against the Solver - and how it'll end for her.

Please heed the tags/warnings. o7

[daily-airimomoi-vitamins]

[As you learned more, you have more and more...questions. You didn't want your mind to wander thinking about them, so it's better to ask now]

"What...what have you been giving me...giving all your customers?"

Oh? I presume you're referring to my vitamins?

[you nodded, a stark expression cemented on your face]

Well...this is still a pharmacy...when you walk through those doors, you do see cough syrups, pain killers, allergy medications...hah, I even sell flowers..How funny is that?

"that's not what I'm talking about."

..mgh...I know. You're talking about my vitamins. Well, they're just like any other! Plain and simple really.

You for one...should be very familiar with their side effects.

"...wh...what are they made of."

Vitamins

"N-No..like. what's in them"

v..vitamins????? like. Vitamin D!!! or...Vitamin C!!!

"No!! the ingredients."

v-

"say vitamins and I won't be the only one ending up in that meat grinder."

..

I mean, I wasn't planning to have only you, but...our other guest hasn't arrived yet~

[what the fuck?]

"the fuck does that mean"

Nothing. ^_^

[you clenched your fist because GOD...how annoying could someone be!?]

[you need to move on]

"You what I'm asking about. Explain. Now"

hmmmm you're no fun....

[The pharmacist started to walk around you once more, rolling her eyes]

alright, I'll 'explain'

[She put air quotes around 'explain', no good sign...]

I told you just now, Grief takes on many different forms...and I had also told you, it's like a drug.

You'll get addicted to the pain and constant grieving...so much so you'll forget you're even in despair.

...

"..That..didn't explain anything????"

[The pharmacist looked down, silent for a second. You always hated these moments, the moments where she seemed humane]

..Do you know how hearts work?

"..huh?"

I said, do you know how hearts work?

"I-I mean, I get the jist of it..w-what does this have anything to do with my qu-"

Its so funny, Peac-.

[The pharmacist stopped talking. She was silent again, before picking herself back up with a smile]

Mm...

Its so funny...the human heart. Everyone portrays it as a symbol of love...and care and compassion and the center of everyone's emotions...but it's just an organ, really. Everything is just a gear in the giant ticking clock that is your short lifespans. If anything, your brain holds more than your heart.

...

You should know how a broken heart feels.

[I don't want to]

You should, shouldn't you?

[No no]

Fleshy and warm, all before it's death. It turns cold, becomes useless.

..well not entirely.

[She faced away, her shoulders raising in a giggle]

mmm..haha....ha...

[The distance in her tone felt unwe-]

[oh.]

[as you were thinking, she pulled something out from a drawer near the machine]

[it was.. fleshy]

[you could see the open veins and dried blood on it, the places where the valves used to connect]

[no. nono no no no]

"..."

[you let her words sink into your mind]

[Grief...is like a drug. It was this entire time. Her, ]

[..Your grief.]

[you felt disgusted with yourself for letting this happen. You. Oh god oh god. The more you thought the worse it got. Detailed scenarios started to play out in your head, things you wished you'd never have to think about. You. Oh nonono no you don't want to think about this. You want to move on from this]

[I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on I want to move on]

You seem...ill. Is everything okay? Hm?

[She spoke with a condescending tone, as if you were some useless, grieving child. A moody teen, someone to be looked after like a toddler. It made you furious.]

[you were angry...at her, and her, and...yourself. You.]

[You.]

[..]

[me.]

[The pathetic excuse of remains of a human heart lay in the pharmacist's hand]

[normystical]

if you comment under literally any video of a tv head "wow haha it looks like [popular character]" you deserve to be boiled alive and fed to your family as i slowly rip their gizzards apart with my bare teeth and coat your dearest belongings and assets with their shredded entrails. btw

[achronicmasochist]

tw: homicidal thoughts

the urge to simply scratch and claw and bite someone(/dir) until their shrill screams finally fade into a blissful silence and their body is completely unrecognizable- dripping with blood as i watch their eyes grow hollow, plastered into a final look of regret as the tears begin to dry to their face….

[the-sonic-crew]

pulls sonic out of his tank because WTF other anon

/Another TW/

His body has burns and his once blue spines and fur, is now stained with blood and red flesh. He twitches and cries painfully in the Anon's arms, struggling to try and get away, no longer trusting any Anons.

[h-didanart]

ALRIGHT I NEED TO RAMBLE

I have come up with ✨ideas✨ for Bloodmoon II in any and all human aus//variations!!!

Disclaimer they aren’t actually human. They’re vampires. Which yeah, predictable, but! I get creative with it I swear—

Second disclaimer, and I don’t know how else to put this, I mention organs and stitching together of body parts a lot, because, uh, that’s something that happens here. I don’t know how else to warn for that so… read safely?

This all started with me thinking about the human(oid) variation of the Quiet Throes guys in a bit of a funny scenario, they were gonna try foods out, but before that Solar had asked them if they had any food allergies— specifically to garlic —which they didn’t know, so Solar said that to test that out they should lightly lick a clove of garlic (don’t worry he has epipens)

So, obviously, Bloodmoon grabs the whole garlic and chugs it whole.

Turns out they are allergic to garlic

(They don’t need air, they’re fine)

And so I kinda started overthinking a couple details and it snowballed from there, so—

Vampire Bloodmoon, second version.

First off they’re double undead, once being a vampire, twice due to the way they were revived.

As a vampire, they feed on blood, they need and require it to function. They do not need to breathe, though they subconsciously do that when panicking and don’t like not having the option to do so (from the scenario above, they did not enjoy going through early anaphylaxis). They will not die unless their heart is punctured or goes through a lot of damages, but they are not invulnerable, they feel pain and definitely will be pissed if you try to go for a vital organ thinking they are human. They have an allergy to garlic, and crucifixes don’t exactly work on them (I don’t know how that part of vampire lore works so not including it, sorry), and they also have a sun allergy, it’s not bad enough for them to die but it’s annoying enough they would rather just cover themselves as much as possible or just not go outside. Night vision is an obvious to have, so is super strength, and they do have higher than average speed (not as fast as Jack tho), and yes they can turn into a bat. Could. Uh, I’ll explain in a bit

The second undead thing comes from the fact Ruin pulled a Frankenstein and stitched their body back together— throwing some extra organs and bones just in case before sewing new and unburnt skin over their wounds.

You see, the blast from the canon didn’t vaporize them, but it did burn them very badly, they managed to shift to their bat form right as the laser hit them— which actually caused more damage cuz bats are small— and were knocked out. They were veeeery much near death, their heart almost having been shot at and all— and Sun discreetly grabbing their charred bat body and chucking them into a trash can didn’t help—, but they didn’t die, instead their body very slowly tried to heal itself by entering some sort of hibernation. Which was broken when Ruin found them and fixed them up.

Unfortunately for Bloodmoon, the parts and extra stuff Ruin used wasn’t exactly compatible with their body. They were human and animal organs, some which started rotting immediately or would rot if they neglected themselves too much. This was probably a precaution on Ruin’s side to ensure the twins wouldn’t live long after their purpose was fulfilled— Which did not work by the way, they lived for damn near a year

So basically the twins have a bunch of stitching scars all around their body, mostly near their joints, very specifically under their left armpit, and, like, right on their abdomen I think. They also have just their normal scars from running around, fighting, falling off too high places they said they wouldn’t fall from, Ruin, wild animals, them accidentally sleep eating their own arm, etcetera etcetera. And top surgery scars. Don’t question where those are from.

Of course, barely any of those scars are ever on display, they’re always wearing their hoodie which covers the great majority of them, so usually only the scar under their left eye is seen. Which btw they have a lazy left eye, can’t see from that one either.

Also their hair color is different. Before their revival they had black hair that turned red at the tips. Once they were revived they had white hair with red speckles at the tips. They usually dye their hair to be redder whenever they can (with blood of course).

Oh and Ruin absolutely loved to play with their hair, it’s soft and curly and long, It would often braid their hair and pin random stuff to it.

Yeah the twins chopped most of their hair off after the Takeover

Oh and they also can’t fully shapeshift anymore, not into a bat, not into other people, though they can still mimic voices. Tho I’d like to think that if they’re mad enough they can sprout little wings from their back.

Anyways, to close this off I’d like to talk about Bloodmoon’s appearance after April 14th.

Any self care they could’ve showed prior to that date went out the window and was promptly forgotten for the next two months the remaining twin lived. Matted hair, more-than-usual dirtied clothes, halfway rotting body, you get the gist. They kinda just completely gave up in that front, turning their full attention to getting revenge no matter how much it cost.

And I made myself sad over them again, great.

And you probably don’t care about this but, I actually kinda stole the ‘walking around casually half rotted and then not giving a fuck over the body when in a fight’ thing from one of my ocs who’s technically a ghost but also not (Dan my lovely, I will release you into the world at some point)

So yeah that was me rambling about something I rarely if ever use

I can go into a lot of tangents for my different aus if asked, I mean, Hunter would probably have a different experience in being zombified than the Red Twins or Sickle, Buck and Styx are a whole fucking can of worms on their own, Original and Antho are literally the same side of different coins, and so

Anyways

Yeah :D

[a-dargon]

WHAT ARE MY DRAFTS LMAO

[doostyaudi]

It's so obvious that the sprunki fandom does not understand the true horrors of body horror. The main horror isn't from how "scary" the designs look, it's from how the design reflects the character.

What's the point in using body horror if the character doesn't become a grotesque mess of all their traumas, their fears, their hatred, ect. Get more creative PLEASE

If you want an example ill give you one

What if in the (fanmade) 3rd phase, Simon wasn't just Mouth Get Bigger, but what if his upper half became a mouth. Hes skinnier, his teeth grind and clamp down against each other, thick saliva uncontrollably pouring from his mouth. He is hungry. He will forever be hungry

Isn't that more scary? Yea it might not be visually horrifying, but narratively it does SOMETHING....

Just sayin

[hollowpit]

" that's a lot of blood. " / death for lucifer

inbox memes — always accepting ;

One of his oldest acquaintances — he’s known Death since the beginning of it all. Lucifer offers the other a charming smile, sparing them a flicker of his attention as he glances over his shoulder. “I never took you for the squeamish type..” he remarks, his words an affirmation laced with the hint of a question. He had imagined that, with everything they had witnessed over the centuries, blood would be the least remarkable thing in this macabre scene. “My minions have kept you busy today,” he adds casually, turning his gaze back to the grotesque panorama before him. “All Souls’ Day — just the usual.” The room is a masterpiece of horror, its walls painted with gore and chaos, as though a tornado of limbs had ripped through it. Yet Lucifer’s expression remains calm, his movements precise, his demeanour untouched by the carnage surrounding him.

[pumpkinpartyevren]

Having come to accept ourselves a system before we were properly introduced to syscourse has been such a positive for us. We've been able to dodge the bulk of the self-doubt.

Looking at this stuff it's like watching a trainwreck, except the train is being deliberately diverted to hurt more people because it's decided those aren't people, those are train tracks pretending to be people, meanwhile the people driving the train are being repeatedly traumatised by the fact that the train tracks are apparently able to bleed, but the train tracks "aren't people" even though they look like people and act like people and bleed like people, they're not in a train like we are so they're not people.

It's the most obvious nonsense perpetuation of trauma cycles, it so plainly hurts both sides, there are no winners here, and I'm half convinced the whole entire thing started as a fucking psy-op or something because it's just so incredibly nonsense and so obviously a repeat of everything such a heavily traumatised community, so frequently the subject of bigotry/ableism, should know to avoid, and yet it's infected nearly every online plural space in some way or another.

We're a traumagenic system, we think, but anti-endo spaces make us feel unsafe too. Endogenic systems are harmless, their existence is medically verified despite people acting like it isn't, they would be a nonissue even if they didn't have medical backing, and they have never done ANYTHING to these people outside of small isolated incidents blown up to somehow represent the entirety of a group.

It's all the absolute most bog standard bigoted nonsense, half of it is literally just transmedicalism recycled, and it's so disheartening watching this already marginalised community tear itself apart over not just a lie, but a shitty, obvious lie.

The regressive nature of sysmedicalism in regard to trauma survivors

Sysmedicalism is usually attributed to being directed towards endogenic systems in particular, but what happens when those beliefs are turned against the groups they wish to protect? Where does the line get drawn between the seemingly noble desire to stop misinformation and the outright witch-hunting of systems online? 

As a system who has relabeled their identity after years of self-discovery, I have engaged with sysmed rhetoric from the side of an endogenic system as well as from that of a traumagenic one. Unfortunately, I continue to find myself negatively impacted by its effects even now. Despite being the very thing that would be recognized affirmatively in the eyes of a sysmed, I worry I still am not good enough. 

This feeling of personal inadequacy is mixed with a sense of fear, a sinking dread of never fitting a diagnostic mold that will validate me in the eyes of my traumagenic peers. I have no reason to feel this way; I have a trauma history beginning in childhood and my therapist has affirmed the existence of both my system and the individual identities within. I have rushed after a CDD diagnosis to assuage my own fears when my treatment without one has yielded positive results regardless. 

Why do I continue to feel this way? A large part of it is how online communities handle system origins. I find that in attempting to protect traumagenic and/or disordered systems, the medicalized plural community has inadvertently left scars on their own members. When encountering the level of vitriol often directed at non-traumagenic, “non-valid” system types it becomes very easy to develop a mindset of fear. 

Sysmed rhetoric is inherently exclusionary. It promotes dichotomies fundamentally designed to separate: 

Individuals as “valid” vs “invalid” Experiences as objective truths vs experiences as subjective realities “Them” vs “us”  The truth, of course, is that individual experiences are widely variable even within a clinical environment. Diagnostic criteria serve as guidelines but cannot hope to fully encompass the range of structures that function within it.

The hyperfocus on these comparisons is of course problematic, but it is especially so in a community full of traumatized individuals. Knowing that you will be turned on for not fitting a mold, feeling a growing anxiety at presenting yourself in an inoffensive manner, never speaking, behaving, or acting out of line. The need to fawn and placate for fear of harassment and abuse is a perpetuation of trauma cycles that many of us have experienced firsthand. More drastic results of sysmedicalism–fake-claiming and targeted harassment–come from a place of pain; a need to exert control over perceived threats real or imaginary. 

We silence because we have been silenced. 

We tell others they are not good enough because we have been made to feel not good enough.

We hurt because we have been hurt. 

It is not my goal to attack or condemn others for feeling their feelings. What is my goal, however, is to invite plurals to approach one another more compassionately. Viewing my therapy process as personalized to my lived experiences has been incredibly healing when engaging with spaces that often push one-sided viewpoints. Trauma healing and mental health treatment is an individual, tailored process, and that is what we traumagenic plurals should be emphasizing. 

[daily-airimomoi-vitamins]

[uagh, my head]

[...]

[my...head?]

[....mine...my....I...me]

[...]

[Your head hurts, it's pounding. You very slightly open your eyes and]

[oh]

[there's blood.]

[you're lying in a pool of blood. Some of it is on your head...drip drip dripping down your face.]

[some of it isn't yours]

[you're just barely able to lift yourself off the ground. It smells terrible. Like an awful concoction of flesh and sanitary alcohol. The ground...it's colder than before. This is not the same floor as the one you fell on.]

[you...recognize this place. It's in worse condition but...yes...yes you remember]

[I... remember]

[that girl. In the back. This is where you found her before-]

[oh god. The blood and her memory. You hated the implications.]

[that corner, where she sat. She seemed so lonely...The thought of her tired eyes and small composure...]

[...that corner, a machine. It's blade doused in blood. It hasn't been cleaned]

[....a meat grinder?]

[your eyes widened at the thought. You quickly covered your mouth and shook your head, trying to rid yourself of the disgusting thought...]

[..Finally, you arise. Your legs are shaky, your head and hair damp with blood and cold sweat. What the hell are you doing here? How did you get here..?]

[you recollect what happened....Did she hit you over the head, or did you pass out? Perhaps, your head hit the floor too hard. Whatever it was, it didn't matter now. Now, your priority was to get ou-]

You're awake.

[..the pharmacist. She looked so oddly bleak. So...empty]

Took you long enough..he..haha...

[ah, that smile. But it just wasn't the same. Her eyes were narrowed, her arms in her coat pocket. She continued to chuckle]

Haha...heha....you really...really couldn't let this go, huh?

"..."

"..What did you to her."

hmph...I thought I told you before. She's dead...you know, I hate repeating myself. It's so fucking annoying. I fucking hate it.

Yeah, sure, I've kinda enjoyed all this. But do you know how much of an annoying little brat you are..? For fucks sake, and to think...I wanted to help you.

"H-help..?"

"are you being serious right now?! Help?! Since when has what you're doing been help!?"

...hm. I don't think I want to answer that.

[She moved off the wall, and starting to circle around you. You felt trapped]

"No-No that's not how it works. You've ruined my li-"

What life?

[She turned her head to you, inching closer]

What sort of life have you lived? What life are you remembering, hm? You don't have a life, not anymore. You're life isn't yours. Both of us. We do not live, we don't have lives.

mm...haha...

[She turned to the machine, putting her finger inside and swiping the blood off of the blades. She put her thumb in her mouth, wiping her mouth]

This life, wasn't alive either.

[You felt physically sick. You were fighting the urge to throw up, right there and then. You're fists clenched]

[You had so many questions....]

[Your eyes drifted towards the machine, a shiver down your spine following along. You swiftly looked behind you towards the corner of the room, thinking of that girl]

[the-sonic-crew]

Dunk tank starts boiling

/VERY VERY VERY big TW. (Descriptive injury)/

He screams in agony and fear, causing the boiling water to spill down his throat and burn his throat and insides. The inside of his body begins to boil and the water causes welts

[bluenightcomedies]

I cast Trump falling down a long flight of stairs at last, breaking most of his body and rendering him paralyzed and unable to speak.

I cast JD Vance getting brute-force castrated with a hammer by a 'loved one' who finally snapped, and having to go through a series of surgical complications trying to fix his masculinity that leaves him less willing to live with each round.

I cast Elon Musk getting a good chunk of his body degloved by a Teslabot or Cybertruck-related incident.

I hope with every fiber of my being that Trump dies a horrible painful death before he can get sworn in as president

and then after that we need to kill JD Vance

[jentry-chau-stan]

Yandere Kit

Kit originally befriends you because of your unusual high Qi. At first he wants to drain you dry so he can spend more time with Jentry without her starting to see through his demon guise. But as time goes on Kit gains an attachment to you and finds he doesn't want to drain your Qi but instead wants to be your Friend. You make him feel less like a monster and more like himself? He honestly isn't sure how to explain it but he feels comfortable around you, like he doesn't need to hide. Of course it's early in the friendship so he hasn't told you yet but he intends too.

In the past Kits personality was based on his victims. With Jentry he's learned everything about Kpop, Seoul, and Korean snacks to make him like her. His pattern has always been to copy his victims, get them to like him by spying on them, take their personalities and merge them with his own, lower their guard, and then steal their Qi when he's inevitably rejected. Kit is now exploring his own interests and hobbies outside of what potential victims like. He loves the things you love because you love them but he also recognizes if he isn't his own person you'll never really know him and... he wants you to know him. He wants you to like him for who he is, not the skin he's wearing.

Outside of copying his Victims' passions Kit has always been a very talented artist. He is very much an Art Nerd. Being a Painted Skin has given him centuries to hone his craft and an innate talent for art. He loves to paint, draw, and sculpt in his free time. It's a part of him. While skin is his go to medium he also practices on Canvas and uses other more human Materials and Mediums. Kits done research on Famous Artists and was even alive during some of their times. He enjoys talking about Art and loves to hear your thoughts on the subject, always wanting to hear you talk or watch your face as you listen to him.

Kit has a bad habit of Drawing, Painting, and Sketching you. At the beginning of his obsession he finds himself thinking about you more and more. Doodling you in his notes, sketching you in art, painting you in his free time. He thinks you're perfect and that you could never do wrong. He enjoys your presence and wishes you could always be around each other. The more pieces he makes about you the weirder he realizes that is. He keeps his art projects a secret out of embarrassment

(But if Kit ever kidnapped you "For Saftey" he'd be more than happy to show you his Collection/ Growing Shrine)

The attic is always locked and his parents are always busy when you visit. Kits room that's dedicated to his Skin Craft is up there and his parents are a bit uncanny, he doesn't want you to think he's not normal so he hides everything related to his demon side.

In his Skin Room Bolts of different colored skin are organized on shelves, while white painted symbols on the wall show a human outline where he cuts and shapes the skin. He also has a box with tongues, teeth, eyes, and other body parts from people he's murdered all preserved with magic for later use. Jars of body fluids as well as magic paint for the skin lay on the ground near where he paints his skin. Wigs and hair line another wall allowing him to make different skins and shape their features and hair how he wants with his artistic talents. Someday he wants to share this space with you. Show you who he really is and what he does with his Qi magic but until then this is where he keeps his secret Art Projects of you so when you come over you don't see anything you're not supposed to.

Kit sometimes forgets how strong he is as he is easily able to break human skin and bones. He can punch and dent metal without feeling pain and has to be reminded of his strength so he doesn't hurt others. He also has to remember humans don't have super senses. He is highly sensitive to things a human would never notice. His sense of smell, sight, and sound is much better than other humans. He can see your Qi with his special eyes but he can also hear your heartbeat or whispering from across the room.

When Kit starts realizing he likes you as more than a friend and he has more romantic feelings in mind for you, he falls into old habits and starts to stalk you around the school. With his super senses he can listen in to what you are saying and is able to find out everything about you. He already knew a lot but now he knows more. Your privacy is practically non-existent as he wants to know everything about you. Including your thoughts and feelings about him. And if he feels your lying Kit will pressure you until you tell him the truth or he's convinced of whatever truth he's come up with.

Despite Kit's best attempts to keep the truth from you until he was ready to confess you find out before than. When a Gui attacks Jentry at school the blonde is able to dodge but you're in the wrong place at the wrong time. Looking for Kit the Gui unable to get Jentry suddenly charges at you.

Humans when in Danger or near Death are able to see the Spiritual World if only for a moment because of the possibility they may be joining it soon. As Kit jumps in to defend you, your increased Qi allows you to see the Gui. Your Qi unlocks because of the danger and you see into the Spiritual World in a way you've never been able to before. As you watch Kit and the Gui fight unsure of what to do, Kits skin is ripped and you see his true self. The thing he's been holding off on showing you because he was so afraid of losing you. You end up running but not from Kit, the entire situation leaves you head spinning and you just needed to get away.

Kit is quick to think, his Looks or Demon Nature are the problem instead of his Actions or Behavior. While his true face was a bit surprising it's not his Skin Painter form that bothered you but rather how he lied to you. He tries to overcompensate for this with friendly gestures but he gets confused when he's rejected or gets asked for space. You're not exactly mad at him but there's a lot of conflicting emotions you're struggling to come to terms with that need their own space.

Despite you requesting Space, Kit gets very clingy after the Incident. He struggles to understand the idea of allowing space because he thinks space means ending the friendship or relationship. Wherever this has happened in the past he's had to take the person's Qi for his own personal safety but he would never dream of doing that with you. Kit has gotten so used to your presence he's dependent on it, unsure of how to go about his day without you by his side.

He shows you the Demon Guide as a way to give you more information and be completely honest with you. While you're hesitant the Guide actually does give you a lot of information. It reveals that Painted Skins are said to not have emotions, but Kit promises he's different. He lists off examples where you have hung out and explains that he is clearly trying to learn and understand how to be human despite some small set backs. He doesn't enjoy draining Qi and only does it as a means to survive as it's what he is. He compares not taking Qi to you not Eating or Drinking.

He admits to you how scared he was of showing his true self because he's been rejected for being a monster before. He knows he is a Demon and doesn't deserve you. He laments about how he hates himself for his nature and how his greatest wish is to someday be a human with a real soul. It's not necessarily on purpose but Kit heavily pressures you to forgive him. Through the constant gifts, using your shared interests, reminding you of old times, and sharing more of his sad past it's only a matter of time before you crack and give in befriending him again.

When you forgive him Kit becomes much clingier. He craved physical affection before but now that you know what he is and you've accepted him he is always touching you in some way. Your arm, your hand, leaning on you, tucking you under his chin, wrapping his arm around your waist. If you are not a touch orientated person he tries to understand that but he genuinely can't comprehend it. He uses his demon heritage as an excuse and says it's rude not to cuddle/ touch the people you care about in demon culture.

He loves pressing himself against you and stealing your body heat as he has a hard time producing his own. He's not necessarily cold blooded but he isn't human either so his body temperature is a bit strange. With his painted skin suit on he feels more human, warm. But when it's off he is colder. In either form he'll wrap himself around you for cuddles though, he's absolutely shameless about it.

Despite all his good traits, being friends with a demon comes with some down sides. Kit has some unresolved anger issues that come out when he gets confused about being human or the boundaries that come with being a friend. He doesn't understand how to be human and therefore struggles to contain himself and his emotions. He often needs guidance or for things to be explained to him in a very direct but still gentle way. Almost like a child despite his old age.

Kit can also be very impatient at times and struggles with change or learning new human things if they throw off your perceived norm. He often struggles with misconceptions during conversation which can lead to confusion which then leads to arguments or mounting resentment. He will snap if he feels the relationship is being threatened and has chased off some of your other friends.

All in all Kit isn't the worst Yandere but he is still a Demon and therefore DANGEROUS. He would never intentionally hurt you but his Qi Draining powers combined with his unstable Temperaments can lead to scary situations which are difficult to deescalate.

[moretheta]

i get the feeling there are a lot of people here who haven't read / don't remember the detailed account of the kurta massacre from kurapika's backstory in chapter zero.

Transcript: Several years prior to the 287th Hunter Exam, the Phantom Troupe approached the Kurta Clan for their valuable Scarlet Eyes and massacred all 128 villagers. It's reported that family members were made to face one another and stabbed multiple times, with their heads severed while they were still alive. Pure clan members had their eyes gouged out, while those who married into the clan had their eyes squashed and sustained more brutal wounds than the others. The adult males had the most wounds, but it's assumed that these were sustained during a struggle before they were captured. Those who were not related by blood to the clan were said to be mutilated in order to set an example. After this, the heads of those with Scarlet Eyes were all severed successively. Since the scarlet color is caused by anger and makes the eyes more valuable, it's reported that the Troupe members mutilated the children in front of their parents in order to intensify the scarlet color. Lastly, a message was left behind that read: "We'll accept anything you leave here, but don't ever take anything away from us."

This chapter is the foundation of various theories involving Sheila, the Phantom Troupe, Meteor City & The Bum Incident, the Kurta DC connection, etc. that get circulated but IMO are still not widely understood. Most of these theories (some more compelling than others) aim to prove that PT didn't really do it- perhaps they were manipulated by Sheila, or transmasc Pariston, or Tserriednich, or whoever- or that the Kurta secretly deserved it (ew. stop with that). I'm not against shedding more light on those events or adding some kind of Togashi twist to them, but I think it's necessary to understand the immense weight of the Phantom Troupe's crimes before we can talk about any form of redemption. Personally, I find the Troupe to be a fascinating, endearing, and sympathetic group of characters (some more than others... I love you forever Paku), but that doesn't mean I'm about to say outright that they must be innocent or redeemable.

I can understand the dissonance between the Troupe we've seen and the Troupe we've heard horrorstories about. But I think that dissonance is literally integral to their characters- you're supposed to find it hard to reconcile. The characters within the story find it hard to reconcile (the banality of evil, etc). Some fans will lean on that behavioral/moral inconsistency as proof of innocence, which kind of simplifies the whole thing in a way that does their story a disservice. Because sometimes people that do awful things can be affable and charming, have things that they care about and people they love. And, none of that stops them from getting up to evil shit; it's the paradoxical nature of human morality.

That's not to say that there can't be more to the story. However, I believe that if you're trying to show the dots not lining up, it's better to point out how the brutality & mechanics of the killings mimics that of Sarasa's (see chapter 395), and what that says about the original members willingness to partake in them, rather than relying on the "but they seem nice!" defense. Because again, even if someone like Tserriednich paid them off or manipulated them or whatever- those were very intentional killings. That was a meticulous fucking massacre. (So yeah, it's understandable why Kurapika was so fucking pissed when Uvogin said he didn't remember the Kurta at all, when he presumably spent hours torturing kids in front of their parents so that the boss could get the prettiest eyeballs possible.)

And I'm really truly not here to dunk on anyone who likes the bad guys (i once more profess my love for Pakunoda), IMO it's just important to get the full scope of things. If you're going to support Spider Rights, you should be able to acknowledge Spider Wrongs.