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if you ask me, the guy who put the sword INTO the stone should be king, not the chucklefuck who got it out.

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got my first dental filler ever. they accidentally numbed my right upper jaw instead of my right lower jaw, so now my right side is just numb. (I had a cavity developing between my lower right back morals). i keep popping my lips like that little cat gif because it feels so weird.

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I just started playing Infinity Nikki. Here is my friend code if y'all play the game as well and would like to friend me: nMKVqFqy.

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Shameful Soliloquy

William Shakespeare masturbates to a fantasy of being used by Vlad, Faust, and Charles. Fandom: Ikemen Vampire Rating: Explicit Tags: Smut, Masturbation, William Shakespeare, Vlad, Charles Sanson, Johann Faust, Angst Words: 1287 Caution: This work contains sex being used as a means of control and self-deprecation.

Note: MC is referred to as Chiaki because I couldn't remember while writing what placeholder name the devs gave MC. (Borders by @submarine-06)

In the deep recesses of his mind, Will resents himself and his sins, but he prays to no God for mercy. He made a deal with the devil, and he pays the price by his sanity. The road to Hell is paved with good intentions. He wouldn’t wish this torture upon his worst enemies, but he would surely write it.

The Moon refuses to bless the night with its mercy. Will is stuck at his desk in the dark. Papers scattered. Ink spilled. He mindlessly twirls his quill. He recalls how Comte told him that he would always be family after he moved out, and nothing he did would change that. The sweet, distant words bring bitter, fresh tears. If Comte truly knew the weight of his sins, would Comte still care about him… or would Comte cast him aside like a broken toy?

To protect the residents from the true horrors Vlad had planned, Will made a deal with Vlad to stalk the residents and write a manuscript that would determine if the residents held up to Vlad’s harsh standards for the guardians of humanity. Will rose to the challenge, but now, he is petrified. It is impossible to fool Vlad, and Vlad’s wrath haunts Will’s nightmares. Comte cares greatly for his toys and tries to repair them when they break, but Vlad takes broken toys and turns them into plastic corpses. He uses their bodies as entertainment by setting them ablaze. Vlad is a monster of a pureblood vampire. Will is terrified of pulling the velvet over Vlad’s eyes. He would have to fool his two righthand men to succeed, and nothing sneaks past the mad scientist and delusional whore, moral monsters Vlad rose from the dead.

The silent tears fade into a soft sob.

“I am but a fool… a monstrous fool,” Will whimpers.

He shivers in place. The December breeze breaks through the cracks of his window. The fireplace slumbers without the crackles of fire and the promise of warmth. He convinces himself that he deserves to suffer in the cold.

In the pile of papers, he spots the Christmas Party invitation Chiaki sent. A sorrow smile crosses his face as he recalls how fondly the residents hold Chiaki in their hearts. The mellow mumbles of envy creep out of the night. Will desires to be treasured and praised like her. During his visits to the mansion, he saw how even Theo’ apathy melts away in her presence, but Theo sees through Will’s false performances. Theo despises how Will simply plays the role of a beloved friend for Vincent. Theo might not know Will’s true intentions, but he knows that only foxes make foxholes.

Vlad treats Will like a puppet unlike Faust and Charles. Vlad rewards and punishes Faust and Charles like dogs. He cares for them enough to make a monster with three heads on silk sheets. Will has accidentally walked in on their festivities, but they do not care if he witnesses. In fact, Will is certain Vlad tries to make sure he knows how differently he treats Faust and Charles from him. Vlad gave Faust and Charles their second lives. They were his spawn, his creations unlike Will. The wicked enjoy intimacy’s wine as they drink themselves silly into a pile of bloody limbs.

Will resents the control Vlad has over him, but he desires to be included. He wants to be loved and cared for. Maybe Vlad could praise him for doing a good job and appreciate his work once in awhile instead of ignoring him and insulting him for not gathering enough information. Charles is the most sympathetic towards Will, but he pities and treats Will like an injured animal. He doesn’t have faith in Will’s abilities, so Charles always assumes the worst of Will despite hoping for the best.

Will wipes away his tears. He knows he shouldn’t let himself spiral. He decides to give into his fantasies and focus on the Castle’s nightly events. Vlad always has Faust and Charles wear leather collars with leashes; he even calls them his “hell hounds” as he commands them in the bedroom. Some nights, Vlad demands that Faust fucks Charles. Other nights, Vlad uses them to quench his thirst as he harshly chomps down on their skin like a raging beast. Will hears how their skin pops and rips as Vlad chows down. His heavy bites are met with loud screams, bordering between pain and pleasure. Charles is the most vocal, telling Vlad to spank him and tie him up. Faust prefers to cause pain rather than receive it. No matter, Vlad controls the room, keeping them in line. He reinforces that they should never bite the hand that feeds.

Will remembers the night he made eye contact with Vlad while Charles was on his hands and knees with Vlad’s dick in his mouth and Faust was plowing Charles from behind with a death grip on Charles’ hips. Vlad’s face did not twist with pleasure compared to beat red, hazy faces Faust and Charles wore. He held a powerful glaze. Will could not read Vlad’s emotion, and it made him wary. Will is a master at reading people, but Vlad holds his cards to his chest.

Will yearns to be touched even if it is by Vlad’s vile hands. Vlad commands him to destroy, so why wouldn’t Vlad command him to fuck? Will’s trousers tighten around his growing erection. He is shamefully excited by the thought of Vlad demanding that Will meet him in his bedroom to be fucked ruthless with Faust and Charles. Would Faust and Charles finally see him as an equal if he could provide them with pleasure? Is sex the only way he could their attention?

Will gently palms himself as he imagines how each of them will feel inside of him and how he would feel inside of them. Faust’s girthy cock would painfully stretch his ass open, Charles’ slender, long cock would fuck him gently, and Vlad’s thick dick would pound into him relentlessly until Vlad reaches his climax. Will tries to imagine what it would be like to be inside of them.

Once Will is fully erect, he slowly pulls down his trousers and boxers, releasing his erection to cold wind. He sharply inhales as he begins slowly stroking himself, making sure to bring his hand up and down his whole shaft to his head.

Precum dribbles down his glands as he picks up the pace. His breathing goes ragged. He degrades himself with his guilt, calling himself a pathetic slut that will let anyone who was remotely nice to him fuck him. What would Vlad do if he ever found out that Will masturbated to the thought of joining in on their orgy? Would Vlad laugh at him and spit on his face? Would Vlad show him mercy and use Will as a sex toy to belittle rather than a broken toy to be burned?

Will gets more excited, lifting his hips off of his chair. He fucks his hand, trying to pretend he was sandwiched between two men. It doesn’t matter who it is at this point. He just wants to feel someone’s warmth. He wants to fuck someone and for someone to fuck him. If they could stand sex with him, he hopes they would stand the real him, but he knows that it isn’t how one-night stands work.

Will shamefully jacks himself off until his semen ruins his scattered manuscripts. Fuck, Vlad might find out anyways. He sighs and picks up the tainted pages before trying to go back to bed, pretending he didn’t masturbate to the idea of Vlad, Faust, and Charles having their way with him.

Thank you so much for reading! Please don't hesitate to share your thoughts and feelings!

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I am doing more photo editing to extract sprites, and the ones I find the most time consuming so far are Victor's and Harrison's because Victor has so many spaces between his hair and Harrison has the fluffy jacket that is hard to cut out.

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While I do agree with your statement, The Fox and the Grapes is one of Aesop's Fables. The reason why I think it would be best to put Harrison Curse's as an Aesop Fable's curse is because Aesop Fable's were oral stories told by Aesop in Ancient Greece that have inspired fables and fairy tales that came after it, and the way Aesop uses the fox in his tales varies to teach a moral lesson similar to how Harrison is blurry with his own morals and where he alines himself. The Little Prince's fox works well for Harrison too though because the fox is more than deception. Other posts have pointed out since my question that the writers of Cybird probably just wanted to put Harrison in the Alice in Wonderland trio, so they probably keep it vague to be able to have two groups of three suitors. I would like to think Roger's research at least brought him to a fairy tale that was inspired by someone who had the Lying Fox curse.

Why isn’t Harrison the lying fox from Aesop’s Fables?

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I might experience some temporary inactivity because I just got hyperfixated on Baldur’s Gate 3. I’m still playing Cybird games along with it, but my brain keeps forgetting that I can post my little thoughts and rambles on my blog.

I just got Baldur’s Gate 3 and I already have 30 hours in it ;-;

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I made a brief video explaining how I extract sprites using GIMP because I ran into a lot of problems trying to learn how to remove a background. I would like to share this information, so that's it is out there for the public.

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Jean’s attitude makes so more sense if Comte didn't properly explain things. If I recall correctly, he thought he would be able to redo his life, but when he came back, he realized that he was revived and cheated death that caused him to feel like sinner for doing something unnatural by going against God's Will. I remember thinking why Jean would agree to come back if he thought it was unnatural.

I would like to see how Comte described it. Comte has never been good with explaining things though. I wonder if he even fully understand what would happen. He barely understands how the door works.

Idk if you've ever noticed, but Comte is AWFUL at explaining things. Half the time he didn't actually explain that he was turning the guys into a VAMPIRE.

Like Will thought he was selling his soul and then was 100% willing to bite people in order to live and Comte was like "NO NO. We have humane ways of doing that" and Will is like "oh..alright then"

But he doesn't get any better when he turns Vincent and Theo, but gives them a slightly better run down. But then they wake up still very confused. So Comte writes a little script of what he has to say when he turns someone.

Meaning this person is on their death bed and Comte whips out this hand written script and starts going over all the thing he thinks is important for them to know before he turns them.

Arthur just heard "eternal life", asked if he was going to look young again and then went "fuck yeah, bite me daddy" and that's coming from an 80 year old British man.

The script isn't even short, he has a lot to go over, but he has to turn the person before they fully die. It is a very flawed system and he's not getting better at it

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I have been wondering the same thing as well. It was revealed in Alfons' route that the previous people with the Mirror Curse had their names disappear from records. What I find weird is that the wife who was married to the man with the mirror curse still had his room with all of his belongings and his poetry books. I wonder if it's only things directly connected to them like their name and face. I wonder if Kate made an abstract piece of Alfons that it would survive, but the memory of making it won't. I think they would just forget about the person but still have the scar like we saw with the examples from Roger's research.

on paper, wherever the person with the mirror curse's name is written, the ink just disappears. what if their name was carved into something? like a table, a wall, a human body even... would those scars fade away? would they just heal up? or will they just forget about the person and still have the scar?

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I had an Ikemen Nightmare which is the weirdest thing to type out. Basically, I got stuck in a haunted mansion with the cast of Ikemen Sengoku, but they all had glazed over, soulless eyes. They seemed to be completely lifeless vessels. Ramuru Mori's stare scared me the most. He did the slow doll head turn, and his eyes never focused. I was never able to figure out why they were all like that or why they were in a haunted mansion. I remember being unable to get any sort of response. I wasn't able to find any clues or hints to what in the world was going on, so I booked to Shakespeare's room, crying. I was at my wits end, and I wasn't able to find another soul until I found Shakespeare just sleeping in his room. My dog kicked me awake right after I woke up Shakespeare.

@kissmetwicekissmedeadly It's been a hot second since I had an Ikemen dream, but I certainly hope you never have an Ikemen nightmare.

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Currently got addicted to Baldur’s Gate 3 …

right before my J-term classes ;-;

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Shhh, Elbert just has finally come to terms with his sounding fetish.

bro is urethral

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