#x virus kin

[hazyaltcare]

Can i have some positivity for an xvirus kin (creepypasta) who was in an age gap relationship? We were both adults in that time but everyone who i talk to just tells me I was being groomed.

Hello, and thank you for reaching out.

An age gap alone cannot tell whether a relationship was grooming or not, especially since both of you are adults. Yes, there may be misunderstandings, or power imbalances depending on which stage of life a person is in. But people in a relationship - you and the other party/ies - could communicate and have a healthy relationship. Moreover, not everyone hits the same "milestones" in life. And definitely not everyone hits them at the same age.

Age alone is not a gauge for whether a relationship is abusive or not. Some older parties are abused by the younger parties in a relationship, for example. There has to be other context, actions, etc. to determine whether you were being groomed or not. And just because you were the younger party, doesn't mean you have no agency at all or couldn't realize the red flags, if they existed.

I hope this helps.

Mod Vintage (🪸)

[villainkinconfessions]

Something that annoyed me for some time now is how people portray working for Slenderman as some kind of dream job or something.

We were litteraly being held captive, cuz it was either doing as you were told or dying. So the only reason we actually did our Jobs was out of fear, and that's not an experience I recommend.

Knowing myself I most likely would've become the person that I was back then anyways, but my point still stands.

I would be lying tho if I didn't say that with time it really became nothing but a "Job", an everyday basically.

Idk what I'm doing here tbh, it's my first time writing something like this. My English is kinda trashy btw so sorry for any grammatical mistakes :p

-Cody/X-Virus

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[mylove-thresher]

do you understand that I like narancia so very much

Dog. (con colcha de lobo alfa auuuuuuuuuuuu BABY IM PRSYING ON YOU TONIGHT HUNT TOU DOWN EST TOU WLIVE JUST LIKE SNIMSLS LIKE SNIMELS LIKE SNIMSLS OH)

[kidasthings]

Echoes of Eden by Kida

Noa x Mae - #omgisthisastorywithplot?

Chapter 2: Echoes of Eden by Kida – @kidasthings on Tumblr

Prologue

Three centuries after a catastrophic virus decimated human intelligence, turning the survivors into primal shadows of their former selves, the world has irrevocably changed. The ALZ virus, originally intended to combat Alzheimer's disease, not only ravaged humanity but inadvertently gave rise to a new dominant species: intelligent apes.

Near the ruins of what was once Los Angeles, Noa, a valiant chimpanzee of the Eagle clan, has just thwarted a power-hungry bonobo, Proximus Caesar, from enslaving his people. Guided by the teachings of a certain orangutan, Raka, who revered the nearly forgotten, peace-loving chimp Caesar, Noa believes in a world where apes and humans can coexist peacefully. However, during his quest, he encounters Mae, a human who defies his expectations. Mae, immune to the virus and possessing the ability to speak, challenges Noa's perceptions of humans as mere animals.

Together, Noa and Mae manage to prevent Proximus Caesar from seizing a cache of potent human technology by flooding an old bunker. In the process, Mae secures a crucial computer drive that enables her underground human community to reconnect with distant survivors, bridging isolated pockets of humanity; she also manages to betray Noa and his clan by leaving them to fend for themselves.

As Mae's group in Los Angeles prepares to merge with new allies from Fort Wayne, Indiana, tensions escalate. Unaware of Mae's bond with Noa, a small but well-armed scouting party from Fort Wayne comes across the Eagle Clan’s village on their way to Los Angeles to meet up with Mae’s people.

Far more adept on their own home turf, the scouting party is caught by the apes, rounded up, and held hostage. Their weapons are confiscated. Mae is called in when the scouting party never reports to the underground bunker where the rest of the intelligent humans in her group seek refuge. Caught between her origins and her convictions, Mae faces the ultimate choice during the tense encounter: stand with her human kin or protect Noa, the ape she has come to admire.

This story explores the fragile hope for reconciliation in a world torn apart by fear and prejudice. Can Noa and Mae forge a path toward peace, or will the shadows of old wars darken the future dreamed of by the legendary Caesar?

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Chapter 1

In the dense shadows cast by the towering trees that skirt the Eagle clan's village, the air was thick with tension and the faint scent of smoke from distant fires. The setting sun bled red over the horizon, casting long shadows across the rough-hewn faces of the Eagle clan and their new captives. Five ALZ-immune humans from Fort Wayne sat bound and rigid, their eyes darting nervously as they listened to the low, ominous murmurs of the assembled apes.

Noa moved deliberately among the captives, his demeanor stern yet marked by an inherent fairness. Each human he approached met his gaze with a mix of defiance and fear, but none spoke. They clung to their silence like a shield, even under the weight of Noa's penetrating stare.

"No purpose here can be good if it starts with secrets," Noa stated, his voice resonating with a calm authority as he paused before a younger man whose jaw was stubbornly set.

The chants from the simian crowd grew louder, a discordant mix of anger and fear, with proposals of banishment or worse. They remembered what happened with Proximus Caesar, the obsession with human technology and worldly knowledge, and want none of it. Noa raised a hand, called for silence, but the restlessness was palpable, a living thing that fed on uncertainty and fear.

At the perimeter of the village, a human woman keeps a low profile in the brush. She had followed a single flare that burst bright in the sky to this location. It was a habitual thing, to bypass this region when doing her rounds in the forest. Immunity to the Simian Flu had bequeathed her the role of tracker, hunter, and scout after her initial mission was completed. Brown hair, blue eyes like the sky, Mae can only watch the scene unfold with a pounding heart. Worry lines were etched deeply into her brow, and her hand reached up to clutch at something around her neck - Raka's pendant - the symbol of peace promoted by an ape named Caesar long ago.

Noa gave her that pendant. For an inopportune moment, Mae was lost in reverie.

Without warning, a strong hand gripped her shoulder, yanked her from the shadows. Mae stumbled forward, dragged into the open. Her breath caught as she was thrown unceremoniously to the ground before Noa and his human captives. Dust and small stones bit into her palms as she caught herself, and a small grunt escaped her lips.

The sudden appearance of the human - a known and not particularly fondly remembered human - amongst them drew shocked gasps and murmurs.

Noa’s eyes widened in recognition, then narrowed in a complex tumult of emotion. The last time they parted, it was with a promise of peace, and yet here she was, thrown at his feet, disrupting the fragile balance he had fought to maintain.

Mae’s chest heaved as she pushed herself up slightly, her voice raspy but resolute as she met Noa's gaze. A single word hangs between them, charged with layers of meaning, a plea, a greeting, a reminder of shared dreams and bitter realities.

"Noa."

In that moment, the world narrowed to the space between them. Noa stood motionless, the voices around him faded into a distant hum. His heart fought a fierce battle within, torn between his duty to his clan and the undeniable pull he felt towards this woman who embodied both the past they shared and the future they might still forge. He can see Caesar’s pendant, an encircled diamond, as it swung from Mae’s neck wildly.

She still had it.

It is a symbol of ideals that suddenly seem so distant in the face of palpable tension and looming conflict.

The standoff stretched out, every breath, every silent plea, every hope and fear suspended in the dusty air of the dying day.

“Noa,” Mae tried again, defeated. She pulled herself up to stand on shaky, coltish legs. The Eagle Clan scout that initially seized her did not reach for her again as Noa lifted one hand to stay him.

Noa closed his eyes, as if in contemplation.

“What are you doing here?” he finally asked, as he reopened his eyes and shuttered his gaze.

Mae’s lips thinned out into a seamless line, and she cut a gaze over to the trussed-up humans attached to poles in the center of the village.

Noa nodded, once. He did not need much more than that as he added, “They approached our borders. We do not yet know their intention.”

The five Fort Wayne humans, still tied tight, share deliberate looks of fear between themselves. There is clear intelligence writ into their faces. They are not gagged, much to the chagrin of some of the villagers, as Noa would not have it. Still, they are oddly quiet. A few cast curious looks at Mae, no recognition in their eyes. The only woman in the group chewed her lower lip in frustration. Her blonde hair is cut short in a severe bob.

“Let them go, Noa.” Mae stated boldly, taking a step forward. Two other apes, positioned parallel to her, moved to intercept her advance towards the hero of the Eagle Clan. Once again, Noa lifted his calloused palm and gritted his sharp canines.

“Follow,” he told her, indicating something or someplace to the left with a sharp jerk of his head.

There is a short murmur of indignation from the gathered villagers, save for a small group which consisted of Soona, Anaya, and Noa’s mother. They appeared stuck in a shallower tumult of emotion. Noa’s mother took a step forward, unsure, but Soona placed her palm on the female ape’s furry shawl-covered shoulder and stopped her.

Mae’s eyes followed Noa, capturing his unique profile in a blink, and then dipped her head and hesitated. It is always that hesitation, caught between following an ape and leaving her kind behind, but with a reluctant glance at the captives she turned to follow.

He led her to a towering edifice of wood and natural materials that might be described as a tree house. Far above them, hawks circled in the sky, their soaring shadows blotting out the last rays of the sun. They landed at the top of the tower, a dizzying height, and screeched down at her.

Noa ascended a small ramp and stepped past a woven flap of material.

Mae did the same after taking a moment to peer backwards over her shoulder to ascertain the serious faces of a few apes herding her to the entrance.

Once inside, the darkness enveloped her, and the woman became hyper-aware of a dual pair of reflective eyes that watched her in the darkness of the interior.

“You came back,” he said, voice rough with something like emotion.

“Not by choice,” she quipped, and then stepped sideways away from the shaft of light thrown down by the door.

“Why?” It’s a simple question for a complex answer, and she wasn’t ready to answer it.

“I saw a distress signal in the sky,” she replied easily, eyes skating over the shadows and shapes in the interior of the newly rebuilt tower. “I had to see for myself. It looked like a human flare.”

“A flare?” he questioned; voice flat.

“It’s a human thing,” she sighed.

She heard him padding closer to her, his eerie eyes backlit by whatever reflective photo-sensitive cells nocturnal animals possessed. More of his face came into detail. After he stood about a few feet away, he stopped.

Mae froze.

“You have  ... it,” he informed her quietly.

“Yeah,” she agreed.

A hand reached out, seemingly disembodied in black space, and she felt the immediate lift of the small weight at her neck.

“Do you ... still believe .. in what it stands for?”

Her answer is the same as before, the same empty mantra. “I-I don’t know, Noa.”

A huff, a sigh. The weight on the back of the cord returned and he stepped back.

“Let them go,” Mae demanded, again.

He did not reply, not right away, but he did give her a long look. It was hard for her to discern in the dim dark, but it might be a soft rebuke. “I have to know … why they are … here.”

Mae’s mind shut down, because she wasn’t ready, or can’t tell him that. Her group of survivors had been expecting the Fort Wayne scouting party for months now. The underground bunker housing her people was the last of its kind for hundreds of miles. They had not come across any other intelligent humans in that time, so this must be the group they awaited. Mae was not an idiot; she had seen the sentry apes rifling through a small stockpile of guns on the ground when she was roughly manhandled to the ground.

She trusted Noa situationally, sure, but did she trust him with this?

There might have been a flash of hurt on his face but the dim interior concealed it well. “They belong with me,” is all she can muster.

“Tell the truth,” he parried back. There was a frustrated edge to his voice, nearly a growl.

“I am telling the truth,” she quipped stubbornly.

“Mae,” he refuted quietly, moving so fast that he is suddenly in her space again, too much and too soon. She gasped, caught off guard. His fingers found Raka’s necklace again, still around her neck. He was staring hard at it.

“Tell … me.”

Her tongue is nothing but a slug in her mouth, unable to form words. Noa had never been this close before, taking up her space, her attention, her very being. Caught between one moment and the next, she shook her head in utter disbelief. She could see his features more clearly, the craggy brow, the dark-light eyes, the slight downturn of his mouth beneath an inhuman nose. For a second, he gripped the pendant around her neck tightly, as if he wanted to hold it for some length of time, and then released it yet again to step past her.

Their shoulders brushed, and Mae forgot to breathe.

His voice carried over from somewhere behind her, close to the entrance. “If you will … not speak …  they will.” A rustle of fabric against fur, and he is gone.

Within the crude tower, Mae lets out the breath she held in a slow whoosh.

Noa.

[faustiantales]

Hi admin~ 🩷your writing. Could you please write a fanfic about Tsukinami brothers Shin or Carla from diabolik lovers🥹

𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖘𝖙 𝖇𝖑𝖔𝖔𝖉'𝖘 𝖍𝖎𝖉𝖉𝖊𝖓 𝖊𝖛𝖊

Note from the Abyss: Don't worry my Veiled Visitor, I gotchu~ Also, why settle for one when you can have both? 😤

Dark Descent: Shin Tsukinami X fem/afab!Reader X Carla Tsukinami

Twisted Truths: incest, dubcon, threesome, major age gap (but they're demons that lived for thousands of years so does it even matter?), grooming, double penetration, cunnilingus, fellatio, breeding, creampie, pet names

Synopsis: Because of Karlheinz, the first blood clan diminished to three remaining members. But not all hope is lost because Carla and Shin hid the princess of the founder's race from the vampire king. Now awaking from her thousand years slumber, the siblings will fulfill their duty to revive the entire kin.

Shadows Lengthen: 7.5k words

        No one knew where it came from or how it started, but suddenly, a deadly virus began infecting the first blood race, driving them to near extinction. The demons called it Endzeit, and it specifically targeted the founders, the ancient and powerful progenitors of the demonkind.

        For centuries, the virus ravaged their clan, spreading through blood and causing immense suffering. It seemed almost intentional, a catastrophic misfortune with no known cure.

        Furthermore, this was not the end of their suffering...but only the beginning.

        Amidst their impending doom, however, a miracle occurred: the birth of his youngest sister, the only princess of the First Blood. Carla attended to his mother during the delivery, as his father was on the verge of insanity and unable to care for his wife, and his younger brother was often away from the castle.

        The white-haired prince was there to witness the birth of his beloved younger sister, a child who was centuries younger than him and Shin. Despite the large age gap, Carla was still drawn to her, an unexplained force that made him feel a sense of protectiveness beyond what he had ever felt before.

        The castle's grand hallways echoed with the cries of the newborn, a sound that seemed to cut through the heavy silence of the fortress like a knife through butter. It was a stark contrast to the cries of pain that had once filled these same walls as the virus claimed its victims.

        "My dear baby..." Krone, the First Blood Queen, gazed lovingly at her daughter. "My daughter, [Y/n]."

        "A fitting name for a child born in these dire times," Carla murmured, golden eyes softening. He stepped closer to his mother by the bed, admiring the baby's ethereal features up close. "She looks just like you, mother."

        "She does, doesn't she?" The woman chuckled lightly, gently rocking the child and soothed her crying. 

        Months passed since [Y/n]'s birth. Shin, who had returned home a few weeks after knowing the news of a younger sister, found himself spending most of his time with her. Despite the initial awkwardness, he grew to love her, feeling an unshakable bond. On the other hand, Carla found his newfound sister to be a source of both joy and fear. The pleasure came from her innocence and the light she brought into their grim world, but fear lurked as he watched her grow, knowing that she was born with the same blood that could eventually be her downfall.

        However, that's not the only concern he had. 

        Carla didn't know how, but somehow, Karlheinz caught wind of the princess's birth. It was unusual, as he ensured no word would spread outside the castle walls. He kept his mother's delivery a secret, even from his madman of a father. This ensures that [Y/n] won't be in harm's way when she's finally born, especially from the cunning Vampire King. 

        Yet, Karlheinz had a way of knowing things that were never meant to be known. His spies were everywhere, even in the most unexpected places. The charismatic man would always spark a conversation with Carla during balls and parties, his sly and sugar-coated words hinting at the knowledge he possessed. The white-haired prince felt a knot in his stomach every time their eyes met, a silent understanding that Karlheinz was watching, waiting for the right moment to strike.

        "Your Highness, Prince Carla."

        The prince's sharp gaze landed upon the man he despises the most, Karlheinz, the Vampire King. His presence was like a dark cloud looming over the festivities, casting a shadow of unease across the grand ballroom. Carla's fists clenched at his sides as he strode through the throng of demons, his mind racing with thoughts of how the vampire could have discovered the existence of his sister.

        "Welcome, Karlheinz," he greeted with forced politeness, his voice as cold as the castle stones. "I trust your journey was uneventful?"

        Karlheinz smirked, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. "Indeed, Your Highness. I've been looking forward to this little...celebration."

        "Is that so?" Carla's eyes narrowed to a glare, gritting his teeth behind a placid smile.

        "Your mother," he began, his tone low and deliberate. His gaze drifted over to the Queen, who sat gracefully on her throne. "How is she faring? I heard she's been quite...preoccupied as of late."

        Carla's eyes narrowed. "My mother's health is not your concern, Vampire King."

        "Oh, but it is," Karlheinz responded, his smile widening to show a hint of fang. "After all, she is the bearer of the First Blood line. And now, there's another who shares that same legacy."

        The silverette's heart skipped a beat, but he kept his expression neutral, his eyes never leaving the vampire's. "What do you imply?"

        "Merely an observation, my dear prince," Karlheinz said with a shrug, his eyes still locked on Carla. "I've noticed that your family seems...complete now. It is as if something new has been added to the mix. A secret, perhaps?"

        Carla's jaw tightened, but he remained silent, his mind racing. How did Karlheinz find out about [Y/n]? Had one of his own men betrayed him? Or did the vampire's spies have access to places he never thought possible?

        "What nonsense," he scoffed, trying to keep his voice steady. With a final glare, Carla left.

        Carla couldn't help but feel the cold grip of dread tighten around his heart at the thought of the Vampire King's interest in [Y/n]. That only fueled the prince's rage and wariness towards the man, especially when his darling sister was involved.

        And despite wanting to protect her by staying by her side, he couldn't even do something as simple as that...

        Because it didn't take long for his power-hungry and cruel father to try and get rid of his eldest son. Eventually, he waged war against the vampires and viboras, sending his son to lead his troops on the battlefield, hoping that Carla and Karlheinz would end up killing each other. It was a twisted and desperate move, but it had been brewing for years.

        "Mother..."

        "Carla? What's the matter?" Queen Krone glanced at her son, noticing the paleness of his features and the worry etched in his eyes. As soon as she put the infant in her crib, she strode towards the prince and cupped his cheeks. "My son, is there something on your mind?"

        The prince's eyebrows drew together, and his golden eyes met with his mother's. He remained silent for a moment, gathering his thoughts and calming his brewing anger. Once his attention landed on his baby sister, unspoken words of love and concern hung heavily in the air. He knew he had to tell her the truth.

        "Mother."

        "Yes, dear?"

        "Will you listen to my request?"

        Krone's expression shifted to confusion. Yet, noticing her son's serious facade and the heavy air around him, she nodded solemnly. "Of course, my son."

        Carla took a deep breath, the gravity of his words weighing heavily upon his chest. "Mother, I fear for [Y/n]. With the war approaching, and Karlheinz knowing she exists, she's in danger. We must hide her away, let the world believe she's...gone."

        The Queen's eyes widened with shock, her hand flying to her mouth. "You want to fake her death?"

        He nodded firmly, his gaze unwavering. "It's the only way to protect her from Father's madness and Karlheinz's greed. If they think she's gone, she'll be safe."

        Krone's golden eyes searched her son's, the weight of his words sinking in. The thought of losing her child was unbearable, but the fear for her daughter's safety was even greater. With a heavy heart, she nodded in agreement. "I will do it, Carla. For [Y/n]. But we must ensure she is well-hidden, and that no one, not even your father, suspects."

        "Of course, Mother."

        With the queen's permission, Carla finally worked on his secret plan of hiding away his beloved younger sister. Krone helped her son put [Y/n] into an eternal slumber with magic, preserving her for many years to come. 

        In the dead of night, Carla and a few trusted servants moved swiftly and silently through the castle. They had to be careful, as the walls had eyes and the floor had ears, and even the slightest misstep could alert the wrong person to their actions.

        The human world was the only place where [Y/n] would be safe from the clutches of his mad father and the scheming Karlheinz. Carla had spent weeks crafting an elaborate ruse, weaving a web of lies and illusions to ensure his sister's protection. He had also found an unsuspecting human to manipulate.

        The chosen human was a priest who frequently visited an old, decrepit church. The man fell under Carla's magic, and with his elaborate instructions, began taking care of the slumbering First Blood infant. Since then, [Y/n] was hidden away in a catacomb underneath the church, away from prying eyes.

        Millennia passed and the downfall of the Founders was concluded. The castle, once a bastion of power and elegance, now stood as a testament to the decay of the First Blood race. The war ended with the imprisonment of the last remaining First Blood inside the castle, and all but two members died to the curse of Endzeit.

        All hope seemed to be lost until Carla and Shin managed to break free from the Vampire King's seal. They had been preparing for this moment for centuries, their strength and resolve sharpened by the very confines that were meant to keep them in check. The air outside the fortress was sweet and free, and it filled their lungs with a fiery determination to find and save their sister.

        Carla knew the path well; it was the same one he and his late mother had taken when they hid her away. The human world had changed drastically in the millennia that had passed, but the old church remained, a silent sentinel standing guard over the hidden catacombs beneath. The priest was long gone, but his descendants had maintained the secret, bound by the same ancient spell that had compelled their ancestor.

        The moment the brothers stepped into the musty, candlelit chamber, the air grew thick with anticipation. The platform where she lay, untouched by time, lay in the center, surrounded by dust and cobwebs. The sight of it brought a lump to Carla's throat. He reached out a trembling hand and gently brushed away the dust, revealing the still form of his now adult younger sister, her chest rising and falling almost imperceptibly.

        Long gone was the infant that lay in her mother's warm embrace, long gone was the small and vulnerable form that Carla had promised to protect. In her place lay an ethereal beauty, with [s/c] skin shining amidst the candlelight and [h/c] hair crowning her head. Her eyes remained closed, but there was a serenity to her that spoke of peace found in the embrace of slumber.

        With trembling hands, Carla reached into his pocket and retrieved a crystal vial filled with a crimson liquid that glowed with the essence of the First Blood. It was a risky move, but he had no other choice. He had to wake her up.

        Shin looked at him with a mix of hope and trepidation. "Are you sure this is the right thing to do, Niisan?"

        Carla nodded firmly, his gaze never leaving the crystal vial. "We have no other choice. Our clan is gone, and the world has changed. It's time she wakes up."

        With a deep breath, he approached the slumbering figure. Carefully, he unstopped the vial and let a single drop of the crimson essence fall onto her pink, parted lips. The moment it touched her skin, the room seemed to come alive with energy, the air crackling with power.

        Her eyes fluttered open, a soft gasp escaping her lips as she took in the sight before her. Confusion and fear clouded her gaze, but it cleared as she saw the familiar faces of her brothers.

        "Hello, sweetie," Carla's expression softened. He knew full well that his sister was still just an infant — her body might've grown over the years but that doesn't mean that her mind did. "I'm your older brother, Carla."

        "Does she recognize us, Niisan?" the strawberry-blonde asked, his eyes filled with a mix of hope and uncertainty.

        "To some degree," he hummed. "[Y/n]'s mind is still a baby. Although her body has grown, she has not experienced the world, nor has she formed any memories of us."

        Shin's expression deflated. He clenched his fists by his side, gritting his teeth at her unfortunate circumstance. "I see..."

        "But do not fret — we're finally reunited, after all," Carla simpered, golden hues glimmering with hope. "We will make new memories, and she will learn to love us again."

        Indeed, the brothers had planned meticulously for this day. They had constructed a secluded manor in the human world, a place where [Y/n] could live a peaceful life, hidden from the grasp of Karlheinz and the shadows of their past. For ten years, they devoted themselves to her care, filling her days with love and her nights with the whispers of their ancestors' tales. They taught her about their kind, the First Blood, and the world that was now vastly different from the one she was born into.

        Her eyes grew bright with curiosity as they regaled her with stories of battles won and lost, of ancient pacts and alliances. Carla took it upon himself to instruct her in the ways of their race, the art of wielding power, and the subtleties of diplomacy. Shin, on the other hand, taught her the way of the hunter. He showed her the stars and the moon, the warmth of the sun on her skin, and the joy of hunting together in the wild.

        And of course, they taught her the art of sexual pleasure. They groomed her into the perfect sister-wife — submissive, obedient, and eager to please. They made sure to shower her with love and affection, sexually pleasuring her and getting her ready to be bred by them in the future. The First Blood princess grew into a stunning young woman, with an innocence that belied her true nature. After all, it is their duty to restore the entire bloodline, and she was the last piece of the puzzle.

        "A-ah~ Oniichan~ That feels good!"

        A certain strawberry-blonde grinned, his golden hues staring up at his beloved sister through half-lidded lashes. "Yeah? You love me licking this spot?"

        "Ngh! M-mhmhm!" the girl shuddered, gripping the mattress so tight her knuckles went white.

        "There, there, sweetie. Don't hold back and release," the long-haired brother coaxed, caressing the princess' sweaty face. Carla's touch was gentle yet firm, guiding her through this familiar sensation.

        It was finally the day the two brothers decided to fulfill their duty with [Y/n]—the day when they would take her innocence and start the process of rebuilding their dying bloodline. The manor was quiet, the anticipation palpable. Carla and Shin had prepared a special room, one filled with candles and the scent of their mother's favorite flowers. It was a space designed to make her feel safe and cherished.

        Ever since she was young, the brothers slowly but surely introduced her to sex. They would start with lingering touches that slowly latch onto places that felt foreign to the girl. And if ever she questions their actions, they would explain it as the natural progression of things, the way it's been done since the dawn of their race. It was the way of the First Blood, they said, to keep the purity of their line.

        They exposed the girl to the delights of intimacy, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as they touched her in ways that sent jolts of pleasure through her body. Carla took the lead, his golden eyes burning with desire as he watched her face contort in ecstasy. Shin followed closely behind, his gentle touches a stark contrast to his brother's more dominant nature.

        Noticing the way her inner walls convulsed around his tongue, the younger brother smirked and hastened his pace. He lapped her cunt like a man starved, waiting nothing more than to see his beloved sister writhe in pleasure as she orgasmed. After all, despite having high respect for his older brother, Shin wanted to prove himself to Carla — to show that he was the one who could truly make their sister feel good.

        "I'm cumming!" the girl squealed, bucking her hips against Shin while her back arched from extreme pleasure. Her juices squirted all around the strawberry blonde's face, even staining his glasses.

        The male pulled back, allowing the girl some respite from her high. After a few seconds, she stopped and relaxed back on the bed, panting heavily. Carla caressed her flushed face, smiling at her gently. [Y/n]'s eyes fluttered open, weakly smiling at the long-haired prince before looking at the man underneath her.

        Seeing both of her beloved brothers, right here by her side and pleasuring her, sent chills down her spine. Her naked body warmed up at the thought of being treasured by these two, her heart beating miles per second while her cheeks flushed red.

        "Good girl," he whispered before planting a loving kiss on her forehead. "You did well, my dear."

        Shin grinned proudly, looking up at Carla. "Look, Niisan. Look how beautiful she is."

        "Mhm. I know. She truly is," he agreed.

        "Do you think she's ready?"

        Carla nodded, his eyes never leaving the beautiful sight of [Y/n]'s exhausted but satisfied expression. "I believe she is, Shin. She's ready to take both of us now."

        Shin placed one lingering kiss on her swollen cunt before he moved to the side, nestling against the girl. He lay on [Y/n]'s left as the white-haired prince stood up from the bed. The strawberry-blonde then played with her breasts while kissing and nipping her flawless skin.

        "Ngh! Niichan that tickles!" she mewled, closing her eyes out of instinct. She tried not to squirm much under her older brother's dominating touches, though she couldn't stop her body from quivering from the aftershocks of pleasure.

        "Does it now, princess?" Shin growled low as he left bite marks on her skin, making sure that it would last there for a long time. His golden eyes narrowed, growling like a beast as he felt his cock throb against his pants, wanting to be released and fill his little sister, but he knew he had to wait. "Why don't you watch Niisan, hm? Maybe that'll distract you from me."

        "...O-okay..." she answered breathlessly, opening her eyes again to look at her other brother who began undressing by the side of the bed.

        Carla took of his clothes, one by one, carefully folding them and setting them on the bedside table. The entire time, the First Blood prince could feel her gaze on him. He smirked, facing the two by the bed and giving his sister a show she could enjoy. This isn't the first time she saw him naked, after all, she'd seen their naked bodies during every bath.

        But the way the white-haired prince would sensually strip before her today was different. It wasn't like the innocent peeks she used to get. This was a deliberate seduction, a show of power and dominance that she had never seen before. His flawless porcelain skin gleamed under the candlelight, his muscles flexing as he moved, and his cock hardening with each article of clothing removed.

        [Y/n] swallowed a lump in her throat, her attention fixed on him as if she couldn't look away. Her breaths grew shallow and her heart raced as he stood before her in all his glory. Carla stepped closer to the bed, the mattress dipping under his weight as he knelt beside her. His hand caressed her thigh, moving slowly and deliberately, inching closer to her center.

        "That was quite a show, huh, Niisan?" Shin snickered, licking a hickey he left on her collarbone.

        "Of course, I had to make sure my little audience enjoyed herself," Carla chuckled, his eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and love as he watched his sister's reaction. He leaned over her, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek before his hand reached down to cup her wet folds. "You're so pretty when you're aroused, [Y/n]."

        The girl flushed red, embarrassed but also feeling a strange thrill. Her body responded to Carla's touch, her folds quivering at the mere mention of his praise. She had grown to love the feeling of their hands on her body, the way they made her feel complete.

        "I've already prepped her enough, Niisan. She's wet enough for you to take," Shin said with a knowing smirk, watching as Carla's gaze darkened.

        The strawberry-blonde shifted his body, moving away from his sister's face so Carla could take his place. The white-haired prince leaned in and kissed her softly, their eyes locked together as his hand worked her pussy. The room was filled with the scent of sex, and [Y/n] could feel her body responding to her brothers' touches.

        "I love you, [Y/n]," the man murmured, kissing her lips gently as he caressed her cheeks with his free hand.

        "I love you too, Oniisama," she whispered back, her voice trembling with anticipation and a hint of fear.

        The love she felt for Carla was unshakeable, a bond that had grown stronger with every shared moment. But the prospect of what was to come was uncharted territory, even for the worldly knowledge she had been granted in her slumber. Carla positioned himself, his cock, thick and demanding, at the entrance of her slick folds. The anticipation was almost too much to bear as he pushed into her, feeling the warm, tight embrace of her virginity.

        "Ngh!" she gasped, her eyes widening with shock and pain. Tears began to well up in her eyes, and she couldn't help the sob that escaped her lips as he inched further inside.

        "Shh," Carla whispered soothingly, his eyes filled with a fierce love. "You're okay, [Y/n]. This is just the first step."

        Tears streaked down [Y/n]'s face as she felt the stretching pain, but she nodded, willing herself to trust her brothers. Shin's hand found hers, his grip firm and reassuring as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear. "You're doing great, [Y/n]. We're here for you."

        "It'll get better, I promise," he murmured, golden eyes searching hers, a mix of love and apology in his gaze. He pushed in further until he was fully sheathed in her tight warmth. He waited, giving her body a chance to adjust to his size, before starting to move.

        "Don't cry, princess," Shin soothed, moving to her face so he could wipe her tears away. "We're going to make you feel so good, I promise."

        "Okay..." she sniffed, opening her eyes to look up at Carla, who had stopped moving to give her a moment to adjust.

        The pain was still present, but it had begun to dull into a more tolerable ache. She felt so full, so claimed by her brother's presence, and she realized that she didn't hate it. In fact, a warm, fuzzy feeling began to spread through her body, starting from her core and branching outwards like a gentle warmth from a fireplace.

        Shin, noticing her distress, leaned in and kissed her deeply. His hands, which had been playing with her nipples, now slid down to her waist, holding her in place as Carla started to move slowly. His kiss was a gentle assault on her senses, a sweet promise of pleasure to come. The strawberry-blonde whispered sweet words of encouragement in between kisses, his golden eyes filled with love and desire as he watched her face.

        Her eyes closed, [Y/n] focused on the warmth of Shin's touch, the gentle scrape of his teeth against her lower lip, the way his tongue danced with hers. It was a kiss that promised her that she wasn't alone in this, that her brothers loved and cherished her. And as Carla's slow, measured thrusts grew deeper, she began to feel the pain give way to a different kind of sensation.

        "Oniisama...that feels weird..." [Y/n] whimpered, her voice barely above a whisper.

        "Breathe with me, [Y/n]. Relax," he instructed, his voice soothing and filled with concern. Carla's thrusts grew shallower, his movements more tender.

        The girl nodded, taking deep, shaky breaths, trying to follow her brother's guidance. As she focused on his voice and the gentle caress of Shin's hands, she felt the discomfort recede, making room for a new sensation that began to build within her. The friction grew more pleasant with every stroke, turning into a throb that echoed in her very core.

        The white-haired prince leaned in closer, his breath hot against her ear. "You're doing so well, little one. Let yourself go."

        And go she did. With every thrust from Carla, she felt herself get wetter, the ache giving way to a burning need. Her hips began to rock against him, urging him deeper. The warmth spreading from her core grew stronger, turning into a heat that seemed to consume her entire body.

        Shin, noticing her pleasured expression, smirked. He bit unto her skin, earning a yelp from the girl. He chuckled lowly. "Don't forget about me, princess. I won't let Niisan hog all the fun."

        The strawberry-blonde's teeth grazed against her neck, leaving a trail of love bites that would surely leave a mark. His hand reached for her right breast, kneading and pinching her nipple while Carla took her from below. Each bite from Shin sent jolts of pleasure through [Y/n]'s body, making her arch into his touch.

        "Ahh, Oniichan~" she moaned, her voice a sweet symphony of pleasure and need. The pain from earlier had transformed into something else entirely, a feeling she had never experienced before. Her body was alive with sensations, her mind hazy with the desire to feel more.

        Shin took full advantage of her distraction, his teeth sinking into the soft flesh of her breast as he suckled greedily. The sharp sting of his bite was followed by a gentle swirl of his tongue, a contradiction that made her toes curl and her back arch off the bed. His hand moved from her waist to her other breast, giving it the same treatment as he watched his brother claim her virginity with a mix of possessiveness and pride.

        The room was a symphony of moans and the sound of flesh meeting flesh. Carla's thrusts grew stronger and more demanding as he claimed her completely, her body responding in kind with each gasp and whine that spilled from her lips. The bed creaked under their combined weight, the headboard thumping rhythmically against the wall as they moved in unison.

        Her tightness grew, wrapping around him like a warm, wet glove. He felt the familiar coil in his stomach, the pressure building in his balls, telling him that he was close to the edge. But he didn't want it to end yet. He needed more, needed to hear her scream his name as she shattered around him. He reached up, his hand finding her clit and he began to rub it in circles, watching her face contort in ecstasy.

        "I'm gonna cum inside you, my dear. I'm gonna fill you up," he proclaimed, half-lidded golden hues glinting in the dim room. Sweeping his long, white locks out of his face, Carla's expression was a mix of determination and desire as he watched his sister's face contort in pleasure. "We're going to have a family together. A legacy that'll live on through our blood."

        [Y/n] gasped, the thought of Carla's cum filling her up, mixing with her own fluids, and creating a new life was a revelation that shook her to the core. Her eyes grew wide, filled with a mix of confusion, nervousness, and a thrill she hadn't felt before. It was a strange concept, one she had been taught about but never truly understood until this moment.

        "Hurry up, Niisan. I'm also itching for a taste," Shin growled, his voice thick with lust as he watched Carla claim their sister. He could feel his own arousal growing with every gasp and whine she made, and it was clear that he wasn't the only one affected by the sight.

        The older brother chuckled, increasing his pace as per his request. "Alright, Shin. I'll concede this round. We have all night to breed our precious princess, after all."

        With one last, deep thrust, Carla felt his release begin to pulse, hot and heavy, filling her up with his seed. The sensation sent [Y/n] over the edge, her body convulsing in an orgasm so intense it brought tears to her eyes. She screamed his name, her nails digging into the sheets as she rode the waves of pleasure that crashed over her.

        The moment Carla pulled out, Shin didn't waste a second. He was already naked and ready, his cock standing at attention as he took his brother's place. He leaned down and kissed her, his tongue exploring her mouth as he pushed inside her. The sensation of being filled by two men, one after the other, was almost too much for the young princess. But she embraced it, the love and desire she felt for them overwhelming any discomfort.

        "My turn~" the strawberry-blonde purred, smirking as he swiftly turned the [h/c]ette around.

        He kissed her deeply, their tongues dancing together as he pushed his cock into her already stretched pussy. The sensation of being claimed by both her brothers was almost too much for the young princess to handle. With [Y/n] on her hands and knees, she felt Shin's cock ramming into her deep, filling her completely. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body, making her moan wantonly. She could feel his warm breath on the back of her neck as he whispered sweet nothings, his grip on her hips tightening as he picked up the pace.

        As the younger continued with his merciless pounding, the older prince repositioned himself on the bed. Now he was kneeling in front of the princess, cock still erect and throbbing. He stroked it a few times before he brought it closer to her face.

        "Open up for me, my dear. Show me how much you love me," he cooed.

        Her eyes fluttered open at the command, meeting his golden gaze. Despite her body's protests, she felt a strange compulsion to obey. With trembling hands, she reached out and took his thick shaft, guiding it to her mouth. The taste of her own arousal on his member sent a thrill through her, and she felt a strange sense of belonging as she took him in.

        Carla moaned as her hot and wet mouth enveloped him, sending shivers down his spine. His han landed on her [h/c] locks, gently patting her head in approval. "That's my girl..."

        [Y/n] had never felt so full in her life. The combination of Shin's cock pumping into her from behind and Carla's in her mouth was overwhelming, but she didn't want it to stop. She could feel herself growing wetter with every stroke, her body begging for more. Her inexperience was evident as she gagged a few times, trying to deep-throat Carla's thick member. But her brother was patient, his hands guiding her head as he coached her through the motion.

        "That's it, [Y/n]. Just relax your throat and let me in," he instructed, his voice strained with pleasure.

        The [h/c]-haired princess nodded, her eyes watering as she took him deeper into her mouth. It was a strange sensation, one she hadn't anticipated feeling, but the love and adoration in Carla's eyes made her want to do anything for him.

        Shin's aggressive pounding grew more intense, his hips slapping against her ass with a rhythmic force that caused her entire body to jolt forward with every thrust. With each impact, her mouth was forced to take Carla even deeper, her throat constricting around his cock as she gagged. Yet, the sensation of being so completely filled, both from the front and the back, was a strange kind of bliss that she couldn't deny.

        "So close! Fuck!" Shin let out a guttural groan, increasing his pace tenfold. His left hand gripped her hips tightly that is sure to leave marks on her flawless skin while the other reached between her legs and abused her clit.

        Her eyes watered as she felt the pressure building within her. It was unlike anything she had ever felt before, a cocktail of pleasure and pain that had her toes curling and her body trembling. The noises she made grew louder, muffled only by the cock filling her mouth.

        "Fuck, she's so tight," Shin groaned, his thrusts growing more erratic. "I can't hold it much longer."

        "Me neither," Carla agreed, his own voice strained. He watched his sister's eyes water with each thrust, her body trembling with the effort of taking them both. He felt his own release building, the pressure in his balls reaching its peak.

        With a final, powerful push, Shin came inside her, filling her with his seed. [Y/n] could feel the heat and wetness of his release, a stark contrast to the coldness of the room. Her body quivered around him as he held her tightly, whispering sweet nothings into her ear as he rode out his climax.

        As Shin's hips stilled, Carla pulled out of her mouth, his cock glistening with her saliva and precum. The white-haired prince watched his sister's face, her eyes glazed over with pleasure and a hint of fear. He knew she was overwhelmed, but the love and trust in her gaze was all the reassurance he needed.

        "Alright, [Y/n], it's time for the next part," Carla said gently, his voice thick with lust. He laid back on the bed, his cock standing at full attention. "Straddle me, my love."

        [Y/n]'s legs trembled slightly as she complied, her body still sensitive from the first round of passionate lovemaking. She positioned herself over Carla, feeling his warmth and the softness of the bed beneath her. He guided her down, her dripping wet folds sliding along his shaft until she was sitting on top of him. The feeling of his hardness against her was both thrilling and a little intimidating, but she knew she had to trust her brothers.

        "Lean against me," he whispered, his strong arms wrapping around her waist as he supported her weight.

        She complied, her breaths coming out in shaky pants as she felt the head of his cock nudge against her still-sensitive cunt. With a gentle push, she lowered herself onto him, taking him in inch by inch. The stretch was delicious, a feeling she was growing more accustomed to. Carla's eyes never left hers, his expression a mix of love and desire.

        "Good girl," the man purred, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss as he felt her walls tighten around his shaft. The kiss grew more intense as he guided her hips to a steady rhythm, his hands roaming her body with a possessive hunger. "This time, you have to take both of us, alright? Let your Shin-oniichan in."

        She tilted her head in confusion, [e/c] orbs blinking up at him. "Huh? But, how?"

        "Like this, sweetheart."

        Shin stepped up behind her, his cock slick with the excess of his brother's seed. He kissed the back of her neck, his hands caressing her waist before sliding down to her plump cheeks. With gentle but firm pressure, he parted them, revealing her tight, untouched hole. The sight made his cock throb with anticipation.

        [Y/n] felt a cool sensation as something wet and slippery was applied to her anus. She tensed up instinctively, but the warmth of Carla's arms around her and the gentle coaxing of his words kept her relaxed.

        "It's okay, [Y/n]. Just trust us. We're going to make this feel good for you."

        Shin's voice was soothing, his breath tickling her ear as he whispered sweet nothings, his hand stroking her back. The coldness was replaced by a gentle pressure, the tip of his cock nudging against her tight ring. She felt a strange mix of fear and excitement, but she trusted her brothers implicitly.

        As Carla continued to move within her, his strokes shallow and gentle, she could feel herself opening up for the new sensation. Each thrust from her older brother's cock inside her pussy seemed to loosen her up, making it easier for Shin to press against her ass. She gasped when she felt his finger breach her, the digit sliding in with surprising ease.

        Shin's movements were slow and deliberate, his eyes never leaving hers as he worked her tight hole. He added another finger, stretching her gently, watching the play of emotions across her face. She was scared, yes, but she was also aroused. Her hips rocked slightly with the rhythm they had set, her body eager for more.

        The strawberry-blonde's breath was hot on her neck, his teeth nipping at her earlobe as he whispered sweet, filthy promises. "You're going to feel so good, [Y/n]. So full and stretched. We're going to make you ours, completely and utterly."

        Her breath hitched as she felt his fingers withdraw, only to be replaced by the blunt head of his cock. It was slick with lube, the same scent that had filled the room when Carla had claimed her earlier. The pressure was different this time, though. It was a gentle nudge, a question rather than a demand. She could feel her body tighten around Carla's shaft as she braced herself, her muscles clenching in anticipation.

        "Relax, sweetheart. Don't worry — Oniichan got you," Shin murmured, his voice a gentle caress against her skin. He began to push into her, the pressure intense and foreign. She whimpered, but Carla's arms tightened around her, his hips moving in a soothing rhythm that helped ease the discomfort.

        "You're doing so well, [Y/n]. Just keep breathing," Carla murmured, kissing her neck as he felt the tightness of her body give way to Shin's cock.

        Shin pushed in slowly, watching her face for any sign of distress. When he was finally seated to the hilt, he paused, giving her a moment to adjust to the feeling of having both her brothers inside her. She felt so full, so claimed, that she could hardly believe this was happening. The pain was there, but it was a distant echo of what it had been earlier. The pleasure they brought her was so much stronger.

        With Carla's cock filling her pussy and Shin's cock in her ass, the two brothers began to move in tandem. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever experienced, a fullness that seemed to reach into her very soul. Her moans grew louder as they found a rhythm, each stroke pushing her closer to the edge.

        The brothers took their time, savoring every moment of her tightness and the way she clung to them. Carla's hands roamed her body, playing with her breasts and stomach as he watched her ride the wave of pleasure. Shin's hand found her clit, his thumb circling it gently as he whispered sweet nothings in her ear.

        "You're so beautiful, [Y/n]. So perfect," the eldest prince whispered, his voice filled with awe.

        The warmth in Carla's eyes was all the encouragement she needed. She leaned into his embrace, her body moving with their shared rhythm. The pain had become a distant memory, replaced by an overwhelming sense of belonging and desire. Her hips rocked back and forth, taking both of their cocks eagerly, the friction igniting a fire within her that threatened to consume her.

        Shin leaned down and kissed her neck, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin as he whispered. "You're doing so good, [Y/n]. We're going to fill you up all night, make sure you're pregnant with our babies."

        The thought of carrying their children sent a new wave of pleasure through her. She nodded, eager to please them, to fulfill her role in their unorthodox yet loving family. They switched positions, Carla pulling out and moving behind her while Shin remained lodged in her ass. The feeling of his cock moving within her was strange, but she found comfort in the familiarity of the sensation as Carla's cock pressed against her pussy once more.

        The brothers took turns, filling her to the brim and then pulling out, only to switch holes and start anew. Each thrust was a declaration of their love, a promise of a future filled with little ones that bore their bloodline. [Y/n] could feel her body adapting, her muscles stretching and clenching around them as they moved in and out of her. Her moans grew more desperate, her hips rising to meet them, urging them to go deeper, to claim her completely.

        Carla watched with rapt attention as Shin's cock disappeared inside their sister, only to be replaced by his own moments later. They moved with the precision of a well-oiled machine, their hips syncing up in a rhythm that had [Y/n]'s body singing with pleasure. Each time they switched, she could feel their seed mixing within her, a heady sensation that made her even more desperate for release.

        The night stretched on, a blur of passion and pleasure as the brothers took her in every way imaginable. They whispered sweet nothings, praising her for her bravery and beauty, telling her how much they loved her and how perfect she was for them. The pain had long ago been replaced by a deep, gnawing ache that was only satiated by their cocks filling her to the brink.

        As the first light of dawn began to seep through the windows, their movements grew more urgent. Carla's golden eyes gleamed with determination, his strokes deep and powerful as he claimed her one final time. He knew she was close, could feel her muscles clenching around him as she neared climax. With one final, deep thrust, he reached his own peak, filling her up with his seed.

        Shin groaned as he felt his brother's release, his own cock swelling inside her tight ass. He couldn't hold back any longer and followed suit, his hips jerking as he emptied himself into her. The feeling of their shared pleasure washed over them, a bond that went beyond mere sibling love.

        As they both pulled out, their seed mingling between her legs, they collapsed on the bed, their bodies spent and sated. [Y/n] lay in the middle, her body boneless and exhausted, the evidence of their love making a sticky mess on her thighs and the sheets. Her breaths were deep and even, a testament to her complete surrender to the overwhelming pleasure they had shared.

        Carla and Shin, equally drained, curled around her protectively, their warm, muscular bodies spooning her from both sides. They whispered sweet nothings into her ears, their voices filled with love and satisfaction.

        "I love you, [Y/n]. Thank you for giving us this chance," Carla murmured, his golden eyes shining with affection as he brushed a strand of hair from her flushed cheek.

        "We're going to make so many beautiful babies together," Shin added, his voice filled with excitement. His hand traced lazy circles over her stomach, which was already sticky with their combined essence.

        [Y/n] couldn't help but smile, feeling the warmth of their love enveloping her. Despite the exhaustion that weighed down her limbs, she felt a sense of contentment that she had never known before. The idea of carrying their children was no longer a distant concept but a tangible reality.

📜— Return to the Shadowed Archive

[darkpeacemusic]

ℂ𝕣𝕖𝕖𝕡𝕪𝕡𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕒 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤: 𝔽𝕦𝕝𝕝 𝕟𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤

Jeff the Killer - Jeffrey "Jeff" Alan Dan Woods

Homicidal Liu - Liuis "Liu" Victoria Woods

Sully - Sullivan "Sully" Akira Woods

Randy - Randall "Randy" Allen Warren

Keith - Keith Harvey Davis-Green

Troy - Troy John Green

Ben Drowned - Benjamin "Ben" Scott Lawman

Jane - Jane Todd Richardson-Vaughn

Mary - Mary Annabelle Vaughn

Ticci Toby - Tobias "Toby" Erin Rogers

Masky - Timothy "Tim" Buck Wright

Hoodie - Brian Hunter Thomas

Skully - Jay Gabriel Merrick

Kate the Chaser - Kate Eleanor Milens-Hayes

Charlie - Charles Matheson Jr.

Laughing Jack - Laughing Jack in a Box

Eyeless Jack - Jackson "Jack" Nicky Nyras

Slenderman - Simon (middle and last name unknown) (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Splendorman - Jim (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Trenderman - Beau (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Tenderman - Cedric (Human name prior to his experimentation/death)

Sally - Sally Maryam Dawn (formerly Williams)

Dr Smiley - Azerael Jesse Smiley

Nurse Ann - Annie "Ann" Lusen Mia

Nina - Nina Selene Hopkins

Candy Pop - Unknown

Candy Cane - Unknown

April Fools - Unknown

Jason the Toymaker - Jason Caleb Meyer

The Puppeteer - Jonathan Cole Blake

Clockwork - Natalie Priscilla Ouellette

Rouge - Heather Bridget Marshall

Wilson - Wilson Liam Marshall (neé Jones)

Zalgo - Z͠a̛'l͘ga̶t҉ot̡h

Queen Blackheart (oc) - Elizabeth Cindy Phillips (name prior to death)

Lazari - Lazari Natalie Swann

Stripes - Eloise Sarah Bellarose (name prior to her death)

Nathan - Nathan Maxwell Lux

Bloody Painter - Helen Delilah Otis

Kagekao - Unknown

Laughing Jill - Laughing Jill in a Box

Sadie - Sadie Marie Bennett

Hobo Heart - Unknown

Cat Hunter - Rodrigo Milo Ortiz

Chris the Revenant - Christine "Chris" Wendy Meyers

X-Virus - Cody Larkin Drake

Dollmaker - Erina Jezebel Kerenzalys

Frankie the Undead - Frankie Hades Asher (his real name prior to his death)

Judge Angels - Dina Angela Clark

Lifeless Lucy - Lucy Ava Jones

Lost Silver - Ethan Kin Fuji (his real name before his death)

Glitchy Red - Red (his real name remains a mystery)

Strangled Red - Steven Garrett Stoughton

Dr. Locklear - Evander Agnar Locklear

Lulu - Lucille "Lulu" Tiffany Greatfeil

Killing Kate - Katherine "Kate" Evelyn Knight

Screaming Dawn (oc) - Dawn Evelyn Woods

Will Grossman - William "Will" Gordon Grossman

Lulling Lauren - Lauren Robyn Ross (neé Evans)

CR - Carl Morton Ross

Emra - Emra Amelia Blake (neé Albridge)

Zero - Alice Marie Jackson

Slendrina - Charlotte (first name prior to death/experimentation)

Lily - Lily May Kennett

Nightmare Ally - Adeline "Ally" Ashley Abendroth

Zachary the Proxy - Zachary Julius Gibson

Oliver - Oliver Gorgon Henderson

Alex Kralie - Alexander "Alex" Joseph Kralie

Amy - Amy Callie Walters

Jessica - Jessica Ellie Locke

Seth - Seth Apollo Reid-Wilson (neé Wilson)

Sarah - Sarah Cassie Reid-Wilson (neé Ried)

Third Base - Richard "Doby" Vincent Doggers

Vailly - Vailly Suki Evans

[twelve-nights]

" Can I go ahead and surrender to the visions that I just can't remember? ... Merging all of these memories to a blend of anomalies... "

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Doll & AbsoluteSolver stimboard for myself

Please don't tag as kin/id/me/fictive! This (specifically) is me! :]

"Context" / me just rambling about my canon under cut if you're curious

Oh and if you wanna request a stimboard for me, feel free to drop it in my ask box!

HI okay confusing canon divergence time- I'm kin with both Doll and AbsoluteSolver. In the same timeline. I consider them the same kintype but honestly that's just because I personally consider each timeline as a kintype rather than each person (as I have another 'type that's weird like this.)

As stated earlier, I was very canon divergent. I didn't die during ep 7 and I'm pretty sure I was with the rest of the group (if at all) while exploring Cabin Fever.

The major difference in my canon from media is that the Crucifix Patch on Yeva changed her copy of the Solver so that it was a different "strain" of it (kind of like how organic viruses evolve into different variations). I have no idea how it works in canon, but 'offspring' drones are basically copies of one parent with a few variables / extra lines of code from the other, which is how I have her strain of AbsoluteSolver.

So... me and Solver weren't really that separate? Like yeah it was its own program, but it did 'leak' into my code a lot. Anyways, because Solver was an exact copy of Yeva's and Yeva's was a copy of Cyn's, which was a copy of the original, I had access to a LOT of memories that weren't mine. I have Cyn's up to the point where the virus was put into Yeva, then Yeva up to my 'birth' (creation?).

Yeva's/my "strain" of the Solver was a lot more passive and didn't really have the capacity to be angry (which I guess played into the passivity). It did still destroy mirrors and took too much power (main reason why I had to keep killing people for oil) but it wouldn't try to possess me unless I was dying and it was trying to put me back together.

Anyways, I don't remember much about what I did in relation to the main cast, although I did follow through (tried to anyways) with my plan to become allies with Tessa and then worked with Uzi and N. I remember Uzi's Solver fucking hating me & my Solver lmao.

Here's a few more differences I remember (and I don't know where to fit anywhere here):

I was nonbinary and used any pronouns, primarily they/them

Solver would sometimes manifest itself as a security camera on a wire coming out of the side of my neck (and sometimes as a tail). It had a red eye.

I think Tessa wanted/tried to kill me but either I or N stopped her. I don't remember why exactly

I was unable to speak any language other than Russian because of a piece of my code called "langLock" being set to true. I may have tried to change it at some point but I don't really remember. Yes this means my Solver also spoke Russian

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𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆! 𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒂 𝒈𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕 𝒑𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆!

𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝑰'𝒎 𝒈𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆! 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒂𝒔𝒌 𝒂𝒔 𝒎𝒖𝒄𝒉 𝒂𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕!

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𝑊ℎ𝑒𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑠 Taken 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛, 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑦 ℎ𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑝𝑎𝑟𝑡𝑛𝑒𝑟

𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝒘𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑜 𝑎 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑦 𝑐ℎ𝑖𝑙𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑛, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑒 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑒'𝑙𝑙 𝑡𝑎𝑙𝑘 𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑖𝑡.

𝐼𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑎𝑡𝑎 𝑜𝑓 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑐ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑟'𝑠 𝑛𝑎𝑚𝑒 + 📂

★ 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝟐 ★ ✶ 𝑪𝒓𝒚𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆 ✶

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ 𝑀𝑦 𝐾𝑖𝑑𝑠 ☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Glitch Fresh (Error x Fresh) Taken

Nebula (Nightmare x Ink) Taken

PurplePrint (Blueprint x Raven) Taken

Blue Moon (Nightmare x Blueberry) Taken

Blue Dye (Ink x Blueberry) Taken

VannBerry (Geno x Blueberry) Taken

Gell (Geno x Fell)

Mokupatch (Moku x Tenpatch) Taken

Epix (Epic x Cross) Taken

Rainbow Glitch (Ink x Error)

VIRUS (Ink x Error) Taken

Felten (Lavander x Fatal_Error) Taken

Terror parasite (Horror x Fresh) Taken

MoonBerry (Blueberry x Nightmare) Taken

Rose (Lavander x Fell) Taken

Gesh (Geno x Fresh) Taken

Golden Heart (Dream x Lust) Taken

Memory (Error x Blueberry)

Defter (Geno x Reaper)

Gerror (Geno x Error)

Rhombus (Blueprint x Raven) Taken

Redrint (Ink x Blueberror) Taken

Meteor (Outer x Killer) Taken

Parastar (Outer x Fresh)

Parïnk (Fresh x Ink) Taken

Entïach (Error x Anti-Error)

Radiant (Dream x DS!Dream)

Flataly (Fatal_Error x Lavander)

EXE. (Cross x Error) Taken

Xannã (Cross x Lavander)

Lunnar (MoonBerry x Terror Parasite)

Moonite (MoonBerry x Terror Parasite)

Rainbow Moon (Ink x Nightmare)

Refresh (Error x Fresh)

Gray Ink (Ink x Error)

Aftermoon (Geno x Nightmare)

White Ink (Geno x Ink) Taken

Black Ink (Reaper x Ink)

Blue Ice Berry (Classic x Blueberry) Taken

Terror Glitch (Error x Horror) Taken

Åntiink (Anti-virus x Ink)

Hack (Vírus x Error)

Luke (Lucid x Starkë)

Pencil (Classic x Ink) Taken

Sano (Classic x Geno) Taken

Rainbow Ink (Color x Ink)

Kin (Killer x Ink) Taken

Orange Star (Cross x Dream)

Diamond (Dream + Blueberry) Taken

Nirror (Nightmare x Error)

Morrigan (Fatal_Error x Reaper)

CrashBerry (Blueberry x DS!Blueberry)

Dull (Dust x Fell)

Silken (Silver x Kenza)

Crayon (Horror x Ink)

X-ink (Cross x Ink)

Phantom (Alpha x Geno)

Cydonia (Ccino x Dream)

Miss (Reaper + Error) Taken

Chroma (Ink x DS!Ink)

Saturn (Cross x Nightmare)

Power (Lucid x Starkë)

Lucia (Lucid x Starkë)

Violet (Blueberry x Ink) Taken

Kill (Geno x Killer) Taken

Pink (Ink x Lust)

Ephīn (Ink x Epic)

Casthif (Color x Killer)

Kirrer (Killer x Horror)

Green Apple (Dream x Blueberry)

Emerald (Dream x Blueberry)

Clarity (Dream x DS!Dream)

Obscurity (Nightmare x DS!Nightmare)

Peach (Dream x Killer)

Kist (Dust x Killer)

Smoky (CloudMoon x Mokupatch)

Reno (Shino x Radier)

Sanx (Classic + Cross)

Nait (Delta + Nightmare)

˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙* 𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑠 ˚*•̩̩͙✩•̩̩͙*˚

Rayn Jam (PaperJam + Fresh)

Lustral (Lucid + Astral)

RanSomWore (Geno + Error + Fatal_Error + Anti-Error + 404 + Blueberror) Taken

Overcode (Geno + Error + Fatal_Error)

Somnam (Lucid + Sleeper)

Sollunar (Dream + Outer + Nightmare)

Red light (Dream + Cross + Nightmare)

Star Dream (Dream + Passive)

Night Star (Dream + Passive)

Cimmerian (Dusk)

Dandelion (Dawn)

CloudMoon (Shine + Shade) Taken

Molten Star (Angst + Starcross)

Deep (???)

Adam (???)

◌●♡⋆♡ 𝑴𝒚 𝑺𝒉𝒊𝒑𝒔 ♡⋆♡●◌

Glitch Fresh x Nebula

PurplePrint x Hydrangea

Blue Moon x Redrint

Blue Dye x Orange Star

VannBerry x Felten

MokuPatch x CloudMoon

Epix x Parïnk

Virus x Meteor

Terror Parasite x MoonBerry

Rose x Gesh

Golden Heart x EXE.

Rhombus x Bouquet

White Ink x Bell

Blue Ice Berry x Terror Glitch

RanSomWore x Void

Diamond x Miss

Violet x Kill

Pencil x Brightness (by @star-sara )

Kin x Gliffe (by @anon-skeleton )

Sano x Gloom (by @anon-skeleton )

𝑰 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒊𝒕 :𝑫

❀•═════ஓ๑ 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑬𝒏𝒅 ๑ஓ═════•❀

[wolf-pup-freak]

Intro!

My name's Cody im radqueer and transharmed and transharmful

Headmate is the system of @yandereradfreaks

Chrono minor, intra 14-18 fluid

He/xe/it

I'm a red wolf kin and have clinical lycathropy!

I prefer to be treated simaler to the demihuman pet trope rather than a human

More info under cut!

Paraphile freak, idc about contact stance but pro consent, I love asks!

I'm an introject of the lead singer of strawberry prince Rinuu, Natsuki from ddlc, X virus, and Ame chan from nso

Might add more to this later...

[fictionkinfessions]

I haven't had a shift as X-Virus in a while. Even the last "first person" dream I had wasn't a dream shift. It was me as I am in this life with my irl "crush". Im worried I won't be kin with him anymore. Im worried I crafted part of my identity around something that might be going away, or something that's already gone. I'm persisting on memories that came to me months, years ago. Memories of someone I might not even be anymore. Do they even matter anymore? My friends? My family? My fricken lover? Am i holding onto someone's life that isn't even mine anymore?

x

[hazyaltcare]

A moodboard for X-Virus (Creepypasta) x Hoody (Marble Hornets) with themes of (Romeo and Juliet-style) doomed love.

X-Virus fanart is by middy_dark_23 on Instagram.

Hoody fanart is by u/YTZerri on Reddit.

(HazyAltCare claims no affiliation to any artists featured.)

Mod Haze (🤝Samuel🤝 & 🎮Greyson)

[drive-thru-kin]

        ( ˃ ⩌˂)∡

   Hello! I'm Daiquiri or Pop Up and I'm the main mod for this blog. I'm a member of The Swamp Bound Clergy- a traumagenic system. (Our main is @orphicthings btw go follow it!). I use it/its, Pop/Pops, Glitch/Glitches, & .JPG/.JPGs pronouns. My main kins are computer virus & One Weird Tip songkin! I'm also an introject of the host's fursona sooo :p. I'm always open to chat it up so inbox always open for yapping!

Bold + Italics - SPINT YES OMG GIMME , Bold - Know bunches about , Italics - Know enough about

WHITELIST: songkins, conceptkins, archetropes, fursonas/furry/anthro introjects, mutt/canine themes, X-Men, Riordanverse, Creepypasta, Slashers movies, Horror, Warrior Cats, The Witcher, Digimon, Pokemon, MTG, Divinekin, literature, + others not on the whitelist just ask!

BLACKLIST: Hoyoverse (nothing personal just know nothing about it and the wikis tend to be severely unhelpful.), MCYTs (nothing personal just very iffy)

[eternallyother]

Hiya. Can i get a self care kit related to x-virus from creepypasta

Ty :3

-💉🧪

Bacteria Enamel Lapel Pin // Black Steampunk Goggles with Blue Lenses // Foam/Rubber Bloody Nail Baseball Bat // Glow in the Dark Biohazard Bracelet // Modified Chemical Respirator // Syringe Stencil // Vintage Medical Syringe Lapel Pin

(I wasn’t familiar with the story, but I read it and it was pretty cool! Then again, I just like gross stuff like that, lol.)

Mod Wave

[xx-k1n-fl4g-sw4g-xx]

X-Virus from Creepypasta request by anonymous

[dear-fictionkin]

Dear Everyone

Im not sure if you can hear me. But I miss you. I know some of us (Jeff) didn't get along. And I know our line of work wasn't the best for the majority of us. But I miss you all. I miss hugging and loving Brian. miss talking with Jane. I miss the brotherly fights, both verbal and physical, I would get in with Toby. I miss the science experiments me and EJ would do together. I even miss fighting with Jeff. And I miss the way Tim made my brother happy.

Your friend, brother, lover, and enemy

- X-Virus (creepypasta)

[creepypasta-culture-is]

X-virus creep kin culture is only finding x reader fanfics with no actual substance

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