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Snapshot. Shift 5

Rearview

Shift 5

On the battle-stained plateau at Inner Night, round the throne, skins dripping red in firelight, licking at their wounds in hopes to heal dissecting what they've learned for what is Real

The Howling Chorus hushed in mourned refrain crys sorrow-song to the master teacher: Pain. Night Queen's tears drip softly on Her skin for the suffering and madness of Her kin.

She dries Her eyes and holds Her head up tall, breathes a cleansing breath and stands before them All. Reaching into soul She lifts the gate and floods the cold plateau, till every shard is Sheltered in Her glow.

A Soul's embrace, She touches hurt Tthey hide then shifts the flow and pulls Ttheir pain inside holding every desperate cry in Her Reprieve for the hope that they will Listen and Believe.

She holds them close till all have taken rest then closes off the wound inside Her chest. Though bound in pain She takes the throne in stoic agony and gathers up the strength to set them free.

"I swear one day Wwe'll find a way to save Uus. Until then, please don't let their Hate unchain us. I know Choas grips and tears us in Her bite but we cannot let Oour rage burn up the light."

When we are One we shake the earth before us but If tomorrow finds your voice a bit off chorus, Hear me please, forgive yourself and try to trust that you are safe inside of all of Uus."

"You may take your leave."

She stands to stretch the aching in Her bones while the creatures fit for travel start to roam, the wounded stiffly limping towards the fire too weak to brave the path and hungry spires.

She walks among them healing where She can till Her knees are weak and struggling to stand, finally resting on the stone beside Her Kin to watch and wait the Daylight safely in.

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Cliffnotes: How it sometimes ends on nights Wwe are lucky.

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"End this..You need to die..No reason to stay here..You will never belong, always Wrong.. No one, and I do mean NO ONE, gives a hott and hearty fart if you survive the night..and you will never be happy like this..trapped on this wretched fucking plane..Burning. Always Burning.

See Us Climb over the wall and lay in the intersection of **** and ****. Pick a shadowy bit so the street lights don't reveal us. I Feel the tires crush me, brief so only a moment of agony, then see the tire crush our skull, impact, then end. Watch and feel. Rewind. Do it again. The rib cage crushes. Rewind. Do it again. More skull...

"No one loves you..You are a piece of shit..even to your Daddy. He doesn't love you..He tolerates and feels sorry for you..takin' pity on the poor white trash'.."

"I know, I Know god damit! I know what I am, what I've done. I Know what They've done and what they think of us. I don't fucking care anymore!..I don't want to die. Fuck Them and Fuck You ! We're going for a smoke."

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Intermission - We get up from the bed and tiredly dress. Grab the smokes and the pipe from the closet and go out to the back porch. By moonlight we take a puff on the bowl, then light a smoke and watch it drift through the dark...

___

"We're drifting in this darkness. This is all wrong. This is not Oour place."

"What is my place then? I don't fucking know. There's too much.."

And yet..

"I don't want to die..Don't want to end Mmy light..Don't wanna burn up too soon either."

"Well we're in a mess honey..We all know that..we're gonna die this way."

"Not tonight, Darling. Think. What shape do they see? Is it Oours? Never. Their impressions are a mist that you Must see through."

"They're more than a mist in here.."

"Then look harder. See."

___

Remember

Slamming Our guitar for a crowd of 2,000 screaming teens, the Wave of our energy igniting theirs..

You are Powerful. Remember

Deep pride and gratitude in Our chest as Our son breaks 3 year silence with first sweet words, knowing We designed the tools that loosed his tongue.

You are Resourceful. Remember

Laughing: hott, young and number one. Those beautiful nights spent the center of attention in Our Unicorn days, igniting a room with Our lusty charm.

You are Desirable. Remember.

Bulldog Grip. Sinking ship, how we hustled day and night to keep Our kids in a home, pumping money from every hole till the bow was sunk below the waves.

You are Indomitable. Remember.

The smiling eyes of Our Princess, Our beautiful beacon. Daddy Far holding Our troubled mind in his hand, gently stroking our pains through the night. Enveloped by Daddy Close to sweet release, "In

5.

4.

3.

2.

1.

Cum for me Babygirl. Cum for me!"

You are Loved. Remember.

"I am Not what they've made me.."

"No. You are far more than that.."

"..t's not how it feels.."

"Since when do We trust our feelings?.."

"Okay. Give you that. What do we do with it then?..the roiling, screaming Truth?..*How* do we get some fucking sleep?"

"A great deal of nothing. There's nothing *to* do with what's Behind. Can Only re-shape it with our future choices."

"Okay Buddha-son. We get it, "..Let it go."..but seriously, How?"

Stressing all our goals

Take this shit back to Mmy place

Disastrous motion

"By seriously forgetting all the bullshit input streaming through us every day, '..Let it go.' It is only..just noise. You cannot make it silent..but here, take Our leave and don't forget to tip sweet Mary on your way out..contemplate Nothing in the dulling din. Humans refer to it as 'rest'."

"..but it still hurts.."

"Yes. It's okay..here with Yyou. We Know. They dont but we do..know how you suffer." Never Alone Inside

"I'm so alone."

"No..Never..Wwe are Here."

"Well hallelujah.."

"Put down your weapons and Rest. This night's fight is Ended."

"Oh yeah? Who's gonna stop Me takin' this spear and shoving it right up Your Throne-hole..pluck you down and roast you like a shish kebab? Fine fuel You'd make for tonight's mission."

"I'd come back. And You'd be sorry."

Click

The Flame.

"This is not the point. Enough with Your games Bitch. Be silent. Listen."

"You're lucky We're drugged maggot. Get the Fuck on with it then."

"You have seen the truth. It Ends because You know there is no purpose in this battle. Wwe are all Damned, all Saints together. We, do not fight without Purpose and We may never ignore the Truth once spoken. I am speaking it to You now. This is Over for the night."

"..let it end..or we'll be like him..burning down the village in a stim-rage..weeping 'sorry' over the corpses of our beloved."

Silence

"Shaitaan ka Bachcha."

"Namaste."

"Wwe are free."

"By the price You Pay."

Silence

"You are safe tonight."

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Intermission - She fades from the battlefield relasing a palpable wave of tension from All. Night Queen firmly seated on the throne, they limp towards the fire forming a circle around her, watching and waiting for her command.

We pick up the pipe, the smokes, the lighter and walk inside to the bedroom. Put our things in the closet and undress clumsily, "..meds are kicked in." We stumble naked and spent onto the bed, climb inside the blankets and try one more time to rest...

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"Fucking darth. You're the (..a) reason we keep paying..Fuck you! You did this. Your turn to pay." ۥ>

"He used you like a stupid piece of shit.."

"Raped your throat, your pussy, Remember ..Raped your brain..haha took a poke in the backdoor too, Remember that?.."

"Yes. I can feel it.."

"That's what we're good for to them..piece of flesh. Remember..just like Craigslist..just like Null..just like SD..just like darth"

"You getting the point yet princess? You don't mean shit. D was just showing you your place..That's how you look to them all."

"..my place. The floor. Sineater."

"I don't fucking deserve this!..They're evil, fucking disgusting!.. Fuckin' humans!"

Remember

"I'm not eating your sins again!"

Remember

"I can't see this shit anymore!"

Remember

"I don't CARE what they think..please stop!"

Remember

"They're WRONG! They don't fucking SEE Me!"

Remember

"It Never Ends!..Make it End..Fuck you! I'll End it. Show you Motherfucker. I'm not the wide-eyed bitch you raped in that apartment."

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42 day watch

Sentinal set on your lot

Poised for Ignition

Hello there little D I see you clear, this night and the 41 past I've waited here, on the lot astride your level 2 abode in the trees beside that turn in from the road. The only entrance. You know.

Tucked beneath the grove in the grass where shadows fall about 15 yards distance from your parking stall, I'm ruminating on the way you played me Boo and resultant fate I've got in store for you. Tonight! That's right! So Bright!

Your car turns in the lot towards your space. My staunch and ready heart begins to race. In a low slow run I pass the ground between washing in my wake the parts you made unclean. Haha! It's you who'll flame and writhe and strain in agony so bright, knowing nothing in the world will make it right.

You pull into your spot and kill the beams. Engine off, you start to tapping on your screen so I creep my way behind your car and roll to a perch behind your driver's side window.

Take a second.

Don't forget the stops and steps.

We must End this here.

Scan 360.

Slow your breath.

Lock your heart, We roll with Death.

Gripping bottle, gripping bar.."Duck in close! Here comes a car."

"It's dark. We killed the lamps. We're good. The car is past. We have this hood. Wore the lifts so trajectory shifts. Brought a lighter with a jet. Know the route. Won't forget.

Shouldn't 'a messed with Me Jack. I'm comin' for you.

When it's silent, when it's clear We up 'n rise. Appear outside your door before your eyes. Just noticing the shadow to your left as we flex the bar and revel in its heft, eyes go wide. You recognize it's She. Not the soft and sorry sow from underneath. Watch you calculate; how best to take control?..As I raise the bar and give My wrist a roll.

Shattering into your private space, psycho-baby grin burnt on Our face, we lift our other hand and give a swirl, a molotov salute from Crazy Girl. Then We pull the special lighter from Our breast. Watch the tears of knowing form and hit your chest.

We ignite the tail and hurl it at your dash. See the light ignite your body in a splash. Glaring, "Supplicant Sing your praise to Me in horrid holy scream. Wail your penance to the night and end this dream."

Reciprocity

You burn so bright inside my light

I dream of your screams

To chorus of wails She swims in ecstacy, hearing "I am Yours and being Yours is pure Agony."

"..but the chorus is loud..He'll soon draw a crowd..Need to move the fuck out..Get your head off the cloud.."

"Yeah I fuckin' hear you."

Now I'm leaving this place and your flaming regret behind. Feel your shackles on my brain start to unbind. Race the path inside this haunted hallowed night on the fuel that I have Taken all your Rights,

to Anything.

Ever.

"Who's Fuckin' next?"

___

"You're fucking insane. You know that right? You can't do any of this shit. You're just talk."

"I can motherfucker, and I Will. Keep pressing My buttons and I'm comin' out to take you All for a ride. You can't deal with this shit. I can."

I Know you can feel Me in here, taking Yyou over. I'm coming for him. You can't stop Me. Better Fuckin' help Me.

"Bet Bitch."

Click.

The Flame

"If You push Me, I'll put Your ass Under. Swear to Christ! You ain't got the pull You did 5 months ago.."

Click.

The Flame. Touch it.

Remember

"..no please..it hurts!..don't take us there!"

"Don't worry little Darlin's. She can't take us right now..only part-way Down."

"..please..just want it to end. How do we end it?"

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Cliffnotes: The Bitch's dream of reclaiming our power from an asshole who ripped it away.

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Snapshot. Shift 2

"Please don't send us back there!"

"Oh Sweetie, didn't you know? We never left."

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Shift 2

"Where the Fuck am I?" She asks herself in the darkness. So numb. My body is so numb.."What the fuck is this?" Confused and distorted, she tries opening her heavy eyes.

Huuhh huh, huuhh huh, huuhh huh

Blackness. That sound. What fuck is that sound?

https://youtu.be/Wx1HbEr_FlQ

(about 3:30 in..)

"Jesus. It's music..where the fuck am I?" Her focus is drawn to the only visible input in the room, the display of the deafening stereo.

The party..I'm in his bedroom. "Oh god." she breathes, finally recognizing her numb body, dead weight being rhythmically pressed upward. "No please! I said no." she whimpers in her head as she tries to lift her arms and unseat him. Head swimming She strains against the murk enshrouding her body and mind. Nothing responds.

"What the fuck? I can't move. Oh god." Icy panic cores her mind as she lurches toward awareness. "Please, please! Get OFF ME I want this to STOP!", her impotent plea held captive by paralyzed lips.

In reply, the relentless rythmic press to demons growling in stereo. "Christ! I'm fucking trapped. Please, let me up." Panic coiling through her mind she labors for mental purchase.

"Focus on your surroundings."

"..So little to see. It's so fucking dark."

"..but you can hear."

Huuhh huh, huuhh huh, huuhh huh

"..that god-damn music. Jesus. I'm in hell and they're coming to burn me aliv.."

"..Stay focused."

The music. No. something else. Leaning in to the waves of pain in her head, she strains through shifting vision to make an outline under the dim glow of the stereo.

"Oh Fuck..the crib. Jesus Christ! There's a baby in here." his tiny wails nearly drowned under Slow Grinds from Hell.

Huuhh huh, huuhh huh, huuhh huh

Breathless pants above mark the seconds, minutes as she lays imprisoned, pain growling to a roar in her head. She tries to focus around the demon choir, the breathing, the baby.

She feels the shift of a body next to her and recoils deeply. "Fuck. There's 2 of them. He's already had me hasnt he..Oh god, I wanna go home..Jesus Christ! Fucking STOOOOOOOP?! " she wails in mute agony as the second man grips her breast and sucks, impotent tears flooding inside her.

Huuhh huh, huuhh huh, huuhh huh

"Please, fuck. Let me up..It hurts."

Pain. I can feel it. In panicked hope she presses signals for body's response. So fucking heavy. Until a tiny wail cuts through the Horror Track. Rage and Disgust unite lifting her arms to press on the body above as she rolls limp, to her side.

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"See baby. That's what you're good for. That's all they want from you..That, is the measure of your worth..You that bitch layin' down for use."

"Here, let me list them..Every last one Darlin'..Yeah every last time you've lay down for.."

"They drugged me. I told him no! It's not my *Fucking fault!*"

"Oh but baby, it surely is.."

" NO! It's THEM!..They DO this to me!..Fucking humans..that's the problem..they Are!"

"Every time I mix with them I pay..I fucking pay pay pay all day..mummafuckers!..I want them dead..him dead..and him..All Dead Die."

"No it's him tonight.."

"..Fucking darth."

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Cliffnotes: a flashback to the second time we were raped, in our early 20's. Followed by rage toward our third rapist who attacked us seven months ago.

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"You know what Yyou've done. I don't need to say a word. But I will. This is your place worthless fucks. You will die here."

Shift 1

"You're worthless. You know this. No one gives a SHIT what you have to say. You can stop lookin' at your phone any time now."

"Pathetic fucking waste. jesus, get a grip..they don't message you because it is a Massive Drain on their psyche..yeah, yeah. Psycho. Down the drain.."

"How did you spend your day today Fuck-stick? Hmmm? How did you spend your time? Were you taking care of Business like you Should or did you waste Four Fuckin' Hours on yourself, dealing with your Bullshit flashback?

"I set the kids' appointments..had to make phone calls for that..I cleaned up the house..paid off the past due on the utilit.."

"Yeah well, you know the one you missed. The one for your little sunshine. You know you're fuckin' up Bad with that."

"Yes, yes I know..I know I fucked up."

"Guess who's paying for it Asshole? He is!..You're not fucking capable, of doing your job..You're as bad he was."

"I'm trying! I'm fuckin' Tryi.. "

"..Not good enough cunt."

"..never fucking good enough."

"Quit feelin' sorry for your self. You've done this..over and over. You're always the Reason things go wrong."

"You fuck Everything Up! That's why they kick you to the god damn curb."

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"That's why he didn't want you. Too much fucking drama."

"Did I ask to be robbed and set homeless? Fuck! That shit was done to Me. Still busted my ass to make it right..Trying to find a fucking place to Live..I was Raped god damit! I didn't make that drama..but I had to deal with what it made.."

"Excuses. Fucking excuses! What else are you good for? You couldn't fix your Shit because you're weak. That's why Null finished with you. That's why he slapped you cold in the face on the way out. No respect because you're pathetic. Who gives a fuck why?"

"But I Proved Myself..I crossed the lin.."

Haha! The Craigslist Client..remember that shit..he got you good. You're a fuckin' joke!

"..Enough with that tired ass Bullshit. You can't make it in the Real World babydoll. Im afraid that's where it counts. You don't have your shit together."

Little Sunshine

"..he didnt either."

"The Fuck's that got to do with you, huh? Look at yourself. Look what you do to pay your bills? What kinda' cliché bullshit is that?

''Girl with Daddy issues Spreads legs for Top dollar! $$$"

'Haha! More like mid-dollar babygirl. Try again younger with less top on your muffin."

"You're irreversibly damned..You do this shit because you're already there..Highway to Hell Baby!..Shut the FUCK Up."

So epically fucked up..

"That's why you can't make it in this world. You don't belong here. You're not right. That's why you end up in these places.."

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Cliffnotes: A fairly literal dialogue we often have, heavily influenced by Other - Persector/Protector and Gimp - whiney self-hating cynic and all round hopeless fuck. Who argues back at them? We cannot say.

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Snapshot

A clip of what goes on inside Oour head most nights around the time we hit the bed and often in the morning when we wake. Hell it's all day long..Just read it for fucks sake.

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Snapshot.

In the shadowed hallowed Silence of the 'eve, awaiting Theta's grace or full reprieve, body softly cycling it's breath, from the moment eyes have closed to take their rest..

At a sacred place Known only in the mind, on a darkened path treacherous to climb, up sheer, stone laments to a Stygian painted sky, their malicious grin of spires declaring, " **Try..** ".

Ascending from the jungle miles below to a scarred and barren rock-enshrined plateau, come malefic snarling strains in time with the click of claw to stone, a call to all, "I've come to Take the Throne."

In a vicious race of fates to seize control they scrabble toward the Battleground for Soul. Howling greed and shrieking need they break the line, the mad denizens of Me-Myself-and-mine.

All and every..hear them call

"..ssslit your THROATS and TAKE it all!.."

"Yeah? Watch your back! 's a hell of a fall.."

"We can work this ou.."

"..Fuck YOU tryin' to stall?.."

"..gonna KISS that wall while My SNAKE takes your hall.."

"Yipee-ky-yi-eh! We Mother-Fuckin' us all!.."

All for none till all is One; they fight ripping kindred flesh to sate their spite, desperate not fall among the weak and lose the right to Top the Throne and Speak.

Thin skin rent in razor-truthful shreds

"I know EVERY thought inside your heads.."

No vein for pain the weak retreat and cower

As strong fight strong to win Parlay for Power.

'Till the Howling Cchorus hushes it's mad strain. As One ascends..

The Rite begins..

"Gonna feel those sins till something mends.."

takes the Throne atop the battle-scourged terrain.

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Cliffnotes: A metaphor to describe our struggle for power as distinct individuals sharing one body, using mental scenery from our Internal World.

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Just a little family fun.. Part 3

Continued from Part 2

Everything slows down...

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Must We See this..?

Must we look here..?

Must Wwe picture her face?

Must we feel again

her choosing him,

the madness he chased?

We meant to cry

that she'd comply?

Make us orbit his Space?

No need

No tears

We leave her here

Where she suffers his hate.

Him-is-she-is-them-is-we:

Family Co-Dependency.

Daddy's pedigree,

ASPD, BPD, PTSD...

Stir it all up good with some heavy J.C...

"..sighs." Not him again.."

Lost soul she was

swimming in his sea..

of Genuine,

Bona-fide,

Impenetrable Crazy.

"I have so little power..."

"..mom, he gave you a choice.

You can suffer, the martyr

or Leave. Find your Voice ..."

Silence..

her answer.

Silent..

she remains.

'Less she's reading his script

Or espousing his pain.

Hear the choking

Hear her screams

Watch her splitting at the seams

Noise is horrid! Knock her out!

"Kill that bitch or shut her mouth!"

Gotta stop it..Gotta end..

"Hey Psycho! Look at me again..."

Grinning wide

Catch his Anger

Take his fists while she run

Watch your back.

Naught behind you.

Where's he carry his gun?

When he pop

I'm on top

Just some Family Fun.

Pussy drip

(for)

Daddy's whip.

Be 'Had' so..

"..mommy can run."

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Just a little family fun..

Part 1

https://sublissimal.tumblr.com/post/180524981858/just-a-little-family-fun-part-1

Part 2

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Just a little family fun.. Part 2

Continued from Part 1

Whiplash: bruised in Singularity Black.

Evidence of Penance

in the stripes on our back.

Run n hide

he don't see 'em

hear him calling their names.

"If they squeal?

somehow reveal.."

"..then we forfeit the game."

Oh God..Be quiet

Round 2 rings

mother's screams

Baby brother's

Bad Dreams:

Standing by while she flails

while he beats and she wails.

Boy is breaking

Can't stand still

 While his "..Mommy!.." is Cryin'.

Little fool in the open

Daddy's already eyein'.

Help him run

Jump the gun

"Hey Asshole. Nobody's buyin'!"

he take you

beat ya blue

"..True, but the boy will stop crying."

Girl is strong

All day long

Tells boy, "Hey, I'm never frightened."

"When he talks, Our mind walks. See? My armor is heightened."

"When he hit, we just spit it out

then shake to appease..

In The Mind

Never blind

Never claim his disease."

Woe is Wwe..Could not see..The beast he'd chain inside of Mme.

Grinning wide

Catch his Anger

Take his fists while he run

Watch your back.

None beside you.

Where's he carry his gun?

When he pop

I'm on top

Just some Family Fun.

Pussy drip

(for)

Daddy's whip.

Be Mad so..

"..Run, Brother run!"

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Just a little family fun..

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Just a little family fun.. Part 1

Prologue

This writing is an expression from Oour childhood and the catalyst for the Kink that now heals Uus. Though this experience is dark, Survivng has filled Uus with deep Gratitude for Oour freedom, Oour strength and the comforting embrace of the tool once used to break Uus: Pain.

Should the writing confuse, try this:

How to read Oour shit:

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This Shit be fierce. Triggers for days. "..Watch Yo'self."

We're

In

This

Shit

Together

Yeah?

No capitulation for politically wise

Specimens..Politics are a *civil* woman's game.

Have no stake in 'building' a *Name*

It's just me

I'm just 'Out'

Maybe into the Shame..

Underneath..

in the dark..

at the deep end of Pain.

Rubbed into the grain,

Little Seine,

Pulling rein

Till I snap and flutter..

like train..

We're insane.

Wonder why..

Where'd it come from..

What's this crack in my brain..

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It Begins

Shaitaan ka Bachcha, Namaste.

Some girls are free.

Some girls pay.

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Obey

"Yes. Right away."

"Little girl, you stay."

"Yes Daddy. Okay."

"I'ma show you my way."

"..just as you say."

"Know how to play?"

"Like yesterday.."

"Good Girl gets an A."

Then she bends to lay

Bare skin on display

Little flush in her face

Little innocence splayed

Click, click, Boom

shift

Raise up..

Move!

Push her out of the way.

"Don't hurt her today!"

Will he listen or sway?

Beat You outta the way?

Make You hear out his "Say"?

Swear to leave though he'll stay?

..Take you in her place?

Please Daddy, love me

Spit his cra in your face?

Who knows and cares?

You just a shadow

In his Dead Man's race.

Grinning wide

Catch his Anger

Take his fists while she run

Watch your back.

None beside you.

Where's he carry his gun?

When he pop

I'm on top

Just some Family Fun.

Pussy drip

(for)

Daddy's whip.

Be Bad so..

"..Run, Sissy run!"

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Just a little family fun..Parts 1-3

Part 1

https://sublissimal.tumblr.com/post/180524981858/just-a-little-family-fun-part-1

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Part 2

https://sublissimal.tumblr.com/post/180525219718/just-a-little-family-fun-part-2

Part 3

https://sublissimal.tumblr.com/post/180525367268/just-a-little-family-fun-part-3

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How to read Oour shit

The spelling, grammar, capitalization and punctuation Wwe use, is not the adorable result of severe brain injury..haha, poor choice of words..Wwe use it to help distinguish between Oour voices and to better relate the reality Wwe live and write from. Here is a guide so, "..dat shit make sense."

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Capitalization.

Very simply,

Dominant/Alpha/Adult = Capital letter

submissive/beta/child = small letter.

This can apply to both people (names and pronouns - Alpha/beta) and action (Bold-Powerful/timid-weak).

Some Examples

" jesus is expecting head at the mixer tonight."

"I Hate that he expects me to bow down and suck his holy jock, but when he Cums breastmilk it's such a turn on!"

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Spelling

Very Simply,

It's spelled that way on purpose..like 9/10. Mispellings typically indicate heirarchy or the reshaping of singular words to fit a multiple mind.

2Examples in 1 sentence..much faster.

"Why oh why, did Wwe mace Ourself in the pussy?" - true reflections

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Grammar

Very Simply,

It's grammar'd that way on purpose <3 often used to indicate alt (..the crazy bitches and bastards in this head) specific language, tone, personality, etc..

0 Examples

For fuck's sake..Use your brain a little.

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Punctuation

Very Simply,

It's not entirely simple so..Good luck!

A few more Examples than recent experience belies

.. = a different alt is speaking:

"I don't want to see..Well seeing is believing..I don't Believe you know..what the fuck are Yyou on about?..Yeah, about damn time."

line breaks and spaces between ..'s = speed of the internal conversation:

"Llet's play hide n seek!..i go it first!..no mine is it!..no wwwe be it next..

..Slow down.

..Ssshhhh.

..Be Quiet.

..Okay? you, you and you are it. Start counting.

1..2..3, 4..hey!..sorry..5..6..7, 8..she did it again!..

..Do it right. Take turns.

..9..10!

..Run mummafuckers!..hehe, she said that!.."

"This shit is ridiculous. We should drown them all in the river."

"Yeah. It'd be a lot quieter." El fin

(It helps to think of a really dysfunctional hive-mind that never agrees or does anything together but of course, shares in EeVERYONE's business)

lack of quotation marks = narration, aka - internal voice speaking collectively, from above: The Watcher.

No Example. I'm tired of writing them.

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This should get you going enough to follow my lead. Beware of Nuance; I slip it in through syntax like an SBD. (Ssssshhhhh)

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Daddy's Bloom. Part 2

Continued from Daddy's Bloom Part 1.

All characters in this Dd/lg Lovesong are legal adults, who are not genetically related to each other..hooray..

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"Yes Daddy. Yes, I'd like that."

He releases his breath, heart drumming in his chest, "Sit right here on my lap."

He lifts her from her spot and she wiggles between his legs. He guides her hips, pulls her bottom towards his thighs. He drapes his strong arm over her chest and presses her back against the full-on tent post poking up his loose sleep-shorts.

"That's my good girl. Lay back and let Daddy snuggle you while you watch your cartoons." She presses against him and wiggles her bottom. He throbs against her back.

"Is that a good hug Daddy?"

He slips his stiff cock through the leg of his shorts and positions it between them against the soft fabric of her t-shirt.

"Yes babygirl. That was a very good hug. You relax and be still for a while. Daddy's gonna rub your legs."

She settles against him, the curve of her back cupping his erection. He sets his hand on her smooth thighs and begins to gently knead the soft muscle near the edge of her panties.

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Slow and heavy, his warm fingers paint trails over her pristine skin: gentle circles on her inner thigh, soft tracing under the bands of her panties, teasing touches waking her body, leading her toward the source, the center, but not revealing, not yet.

The evidence of connection: little hairs standing up on her arms, that precious heavy sighing, thighs softly flexing, instinctively searching for the center. He gently rocks his hips forward with her, rubbing his throbbing heat against her back as he slides his hand under her t-shirt and strokes her belly.

Ooohhhh...

Her sweet breathy moan sends a jolt through his rod, now leaking drips of his passion on her favorite sleep-shirt. Rocking gently against her tight body he slides a hand up to her hardening nipples, gently rubbing and squeezing. Then, his finger finally traces the chubby cleft in her panties. Trailing the lips, then the center of her, He feels her heat, her energy, coursing through her waking body.

Oooohhhh...

She moans again. Flexing instinctively into his finger she awakens her petal; pressing into Daddy's hand, her slick moisture soaks through the cotton panties.

He wraps one strong arm across her chest, lifting and pressing her against him as his free hand grips her panties and pulls them urgently down her legs. Setting her on his lap, hands trembling, he whisks her t-shirt over her head. Wrapping her bare chest in an embrace, he holds her close as he stands and slips his shorts to floor. He pulls her naked and quivering into his lap, throbbing cock now standing full attention between his muscled thighs.

He lifts her bottom and slowly glides her pussy across the length of his shaft, her slick juice coating his cock in a heady layer of need.

OOooohhhhh..

She moans as she melts back against his chest. Barely restraining himself, he glides his finger up and down her wet center, gently but eagerly exploring her budding flower. He softly probes the glistening opening, teasing her lips, then straining greedily to take the center. His finger runs soft circles against her petal sending palpable waves of pleasure through her body. One finger massages her tiny button as the other hand caresses her breasts and body, his mouth now covering her sensitive neck with licks and kisses.

OOOOoooohhhhh..

She moans loud and long as her muscles contract and surge, her winking flower now fully awake to her feral purpose: to cum for Daddy. Her release sends a powerful shock through his raging loins.

One hand firmly gripping her pulsing flower, he grasps his granite cock and urgently strokes Daddy's love from his aching balls. Flushed and panting, her eyes fix on his thick stoic muscle as he points it towards her and pumps with feral need.

"AAAaaaahhh...hhhh"

groaning and sucking air, gripping her sweet flower tight, he spreads his love on them both. It rains down on her glistening body in ropes, christening her in his seed. Fully drained, he lets go of his still hard cock and hugs her naked flesh into his.

He strokes and kisses her damp hair, drapes his powerful arm snugly across her tummy and hugs her tight.

"You're the kindest..sweetest..most Beautiful princess in all of the galaxy. Do you know that?"

"Yes Daddy, and You're the best prince." she says softly as a tiny yawn esapes.

"I will always be your prince. You are Daddy's girl, now and forever. I think it's time for a nap babygirl." Cradling her in his lap, he reaches down and picks up her t-shirt, gently wiping their wet bodies. He takes a soft blanket off the chair, then lays on the couch and motions her to climb up.

She wriggles her naked body onto the couch and nestles into him as he tucks the blanket around her. She curls her leg 'till her foot rests on his softening cock and it throbs a little against her. He smiles and lays his hand on her bottom, feeling her moisture and gently strokes her cleft as she drifts to sleep.

Afternoon cartoons still chattering in the background, he basks in his moment. So much time spent holding back, afraid to take what he wanted. No more. "The 'Great Fucking Unknown'...", he smiles to himself and closes his eyes. He squeezes her soft body one more time as his thoughts fade to dream.

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Daddy's Bloom. Part 1

Censored..poop ۥ>

Sometimes in life even Wwe must inhibit expression to avoid Nasty consequences. Still..for the sake of free speech, free expression and the healing salve of reciprocity, Ii'm letting you know this writing has been cruelly re-worked to fit the parameters of this site.

Little tears

All characters in this Dd/lg Lovesong are legal adults, who are not genetically related to each other..hooray..

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Daddy's Bloom

Chapter One

The magic number, is 5.

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..giggle

..whisper

..tug, tug, tug

Daddy slowly blinks his eyes open as he feels her fingers squeezing on his blanketed foot.

He wiggles his toes in her grip and says, "Good morning princess. I'm awake."

"Oh you awake! Morning Daddy.", she chirps. She grips the blankets as she wiggles up his legs and plops down, head resting just below his waist. She wraps his thighs in a fierce embrace as her head presses accidentally on his groin.

"I love your hugs darlin'." He throbs involuntarily as she rubs her face against the soft blanket covering his naked cock.

"I was hard the second I recognized her sweet touch on my foot. God damn. What am I gonna do with this?", he ponders as her warm breath accumulates in just the wrong place. He throbs again against her cheek.

"I love your hugs too Daddy.", she says dreamily as she nestles him. He feels a momentary twinge as he reaches down, gently pressing her head against his slowly pulsing need, stroking her soft hair. It melts into the sensation of her body on his, overwhelming his senses.

Lost in her, he remembers the nights this week she came into his room late, standing at the foot of his bed in her t-shirt n panties, that sleepy half-dazed look in her eyes:

"Daddy....I miss Mommy. Can I sleep with you?"

"Yes baby. Climb in here...". The feel of her skin on his bare body as she lay trusting against him, the slow soft rythum of her breathing as she slept in his flesh, the heat in his loins as he quietly relieved the pressure of her proximity and the dark thoughts of the bitch, who broke both their hearts, tore their happy-poly-love-nest to shreds and left his angel sad and awake at night...

"It's alright now. We're better off without her.", he calms himself, slowly stroking her hair, her cheek, languidly tracing down her neck and upper back, releasing through touch what he fears to release in other ways. His hands travel over her as he forgets; forgets there was ever a reason not to.

"I need this..", his inner yearning as he gently flexes against her. She smiles and snuggles back pressing and rubbing his now painfully hard cock as it throbs repeatedly in response.

"We both need this. Christ...", he thinks to himself. He sighs heavily, reaching under her arms and pulling her up. He kisses her forehead and rests her on his chest. His warm hand cups her round bottom and gently kneads, strong fingers slowly slipping further and further into the cleft of her cheeks. He revels in her quickening breath, her body lightly responding. Starts to close his eyes, letting his heat rise 'till the need is urgent.

"Stop this! You can't *have* her you fucking waste. You don't deserve her!", that killjoy of a voice in his head always halting him short of the 'Great Fucking Unknown', as the bitch phrased it.

"Awesome. She's narrating my thoughts now Still ace at killing my hard-on. Fucking cunt." he thinks in frustration.

His hands now still on his angel's body, he lifts up her face and smiles at her adoringly. She mirrors him. He places a kiss on her cheek and says, "Alright babygirl. Time for breakfast."

"Then cartoons Daddy? I wanna watch with you today."

"Okay princess. Pancakes and cartoons. Go wait for me in the kitchen." He lifts her off his chest and she steps to the floor. He turns her around and adjusts her panties for her, taking notice of the moist crotch. He pops her round bottom and gently presses her towards the door as he pulls back the covers and stands to get dressed.

He notices in the mirror while she peeks at his strong form. He stretches non-chalantly and turns a bit giving her a look at what had been pressing on her cheek. She blushes a little before turning away and skipping toward the kitchen.

"God damn. I'm in trouble."

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From the kitchen he hears the tv blasting, "...watching Flick Jr. Check out what's happening this week, over on Fick! Tuesday! Raize is getting a new upgra..."

"Babygirl, that's too loud. Turn it down a little."

"Yes daddy."

"That's my good girl. Thank you." He smiles to himself as he puts away the pan from breakfast and dries his hands.

"You need anything from the kitchen?"

"No daddy. I'm okay. Oh Palumpo Sitters! They have a house that lights up. Daddy! Come see!"

"Soon princess. Almost finished." He grabs a juice from the fridge and walks to the living room. There sits his angel, pink heart panties peeking from under her t-shirt as she slouches comfortably on the couch, smooth legs spread just a bit.

His thoughts trail as he watches her. "Oh babygirl. 5 months together, celibate, waiting for you. In my care you've become so absolutely stunning. So sweet, so tender and loving. My cock is getting hard just looking at you. I can't imagine what it will be like in 5 years...".

His eyes move over the family photos on the wall above her, the bitch's face thankfully banished to a box. He hears her voice from the empty space on the wall.

"...You're a joke! You have no God damn balls. It's a miracle you got her to come home with you in the first place! And you couldn't help fucking her up in the end..Worthless little slut! You're a spineless shit just like your *'Daddy'*...".

"Yeah, we'll see cunt.", he thinks bitterly. He takes a sip of juice to coat the burn in his gut and sits down on the couch. His lady slides to the cushion beside him and rests her head on his shoulder. He lifts his arm as she snuggles into his bare chest, the smell of her clean hair mixing with his light morning musk. He feels a little surge in his groin as he takes in the mixture of their scents. Her eyes fixed with a cartoon glaze, her hand begins to slowly pet his lower belly. Electric arcs trail her fingers on his skin. He closes his eyes and let's himself imagine...

giggles

His eyes open to hers, sly little grin on her face.

"Daddy? Your shorts jumped again."

giggles

"Did they? Hmmm. Well, I guess you've gotten Daddy...excited." He smiles at her watching her face go a little flush as she stares quietly for a moment

"What is it princess?"

"Well, maybe...um maybe I could give you a hug...to help you be calm...like our snuggles this morning."

A chord strikes deep in his heart as he looks at her and tries to think. "She wants this as bad as I do. *Fuck*...", his heart starts to pound a little.

"You're the kindest, sweetest, most beautiful princess in all of the galaxy. Do you know that?"

giggles

"Yes Daddy. You tell me that."

"Well you know what? For being such a good sweet girl, Daddy's gonna snuggle you and give your legs a massage, okay?. You ready for that?", he asks staring directly into her sweet eyes, breath held, anticipating."

Continued in Part 2

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Fuck you marc.. RIP Clyde (Daddy, Wolf & Man Inside). You were a Figment and now You've died. All that's left of you is marc, cunt ass punk bitch wanna be. Shallow, ignorant, empty, weak. Promised Uus things you can never be. You left us to ass sniff the traitor again. Not Worthy as Lover, Wolf, Daddy or Friend. your inadequacy reeks. No ground to defend. We'll laugh at your shame when she shits on you again. Too baseless to discern between deserter and friend. you're the piece of shit you called Her honey and your suffering wont end. You shit on a Princess..ripped Her fragile skin..So if My teeth find your neck you'll hear that line again. 'youre a piece of shit honey and your suffering wont end.' RIP My Love. Suck herpes cock dipped in Aids Marmalade Marc Fucking d**. ♥♥♥

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