#also... regarding the necrophilia... HOW???

[slayerdurge]

so the first play through i did with carissadurge, when i got to the scene where sceleritas rewards you for the bard killing, i chose "it was a joy to kill her in front of everyone." and scel's response to that is fairly tame. he just says you've "become quite an exhibitionist since he's been away." only the slightest snarky implication that you need to be more careful.

the second play through i chose the line about how "the smell is like a sweet perfume" and scel immediately goes "my, my. we'll be adding necrophilia back to your schedule in no time."

and istg that hit me like a dump truck. i'm just imagining carissa reveling in her kills and then scel says THAT and manages to shock even her.

which is perfect because i always imagine scel as very underhanded. bc while he is carissa's butler and i do think worshipfulness towards her is basically hardwired into his brain, ultimately he answers to bhaal. so i think sometimes when carissa is enjoying her kills too much in a way that seems too self-aware and too personally proud, scel has to put her in her place and remind her what a wretched creature she really is.

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

I'm sorry if this isn't the place to ask, but I'm kind of going through a bit of a hard time right now, I'm around 17 and I've somehow gotten every fucking paraphillia that gets you the straight to jail for even having stuff about it treatment (zoophilia, necrophilia, pedophilia) and I feel fucking awful about it, like I tend to keep a pretty strict moral code when it comes to this stuff, and I don't want to act on any of these urges when it comes to this, and I know I'm not going to.

yet I keep feeling this dread that I'll rape someone, kill someone and I don't know what to do, I don't want to be a monster but it feels like no matter what I do or say there's always going to be a part keeping me from ever actually being a person.

it feels like I have committed a crime, not one now, nor in the past, but on in potential, by even having the thought to do anything regarding these, it feels inevitable, like I'm going to do something whether I like it or not and I have to constantly be on high alert 24/7 lest I have the chance to even let my mind wander to far.

I don't know, I should be feeling ok with how my mind works, I know that what I'm in to doesn't define how I act, that I won't actually do it, just even then it feels like I'm set up for failure, you know? that my life is something that no matter what I do, or say or become, it will always have that stain that prevents me from deserving life.

ps. if this isn't anonymous, please don't post it off anon.

hi anon,

okay. deep breath. let's have a little sip of juice or something.

so, right out of the gate: you're not a criminal. thinking things isn't a crime. being horny isn't a crime. liking something that's kind of yucky isn't a crime.

also, hey, addition concept, because I have to say it: doing something that is classified as a "crime" is not what makes you a bad person. completely consensual gay sex is illegal in many places. collecting rainwater is illegal in many places. hell, in a great deal of places it's illegal to just lay down in a park and take a nap, even if you don't have anywhere else to sleep. what the fuck is up with that. just because something is illegal doesn't mean that people who do it aren't people or that there's something fucked up and wrong with them. let alone thinking about it!

okay, back to your main thing. listen. raping and killing someone doesn't just happen by accident. you have to work pretty hard to kill someone. like, there's a pretty significant string of active choices that have to happen there. (unless there's a freak accident, but oops - that's an accident! not something you did on purpose! different thing!) all of the stuff you're describing being into is stuff that you'd definitely have to Make A Choice to actually do - you're not just gonna fuck a horse or a dead body by accident, dude. where do you even find a dead body? there are SO MANY STEPS between you and fucking a dead guy at any given time.

and re: the pedophilia - listen, I get it. the thought of hurting a kid by accident is horrifying, right? but you can't accidentally molest someone. molestation and sexual abuse are activities that requite intentional behavior. the choice to abuse a child is a CHOICE, not something that happens on a whim. the only way that happens is if you're prone to, say, blacking out and behaving abusively, which, okay, that's a problem! but it's a problem because that's something that you need help with and in that scenario you also deserve care, dude.

there's nothing wrong with you; you're just into some stuff that freaks you out. hot tip: actively dwelling on how gross and fucked up and evil this stuff is isn't going to help you feel any more healthy or normal about it. you've got to practice just letting these thoughts happen and noticing them without recoiling from them or beating yourself up about it, like you would with anything else. "the sky's blue today. I want a latte. might be kind of hot to fuck an ostrich. need to pick up cat food. oh, shit, gotta answer that message." just let it slide on by without taking up all the real estate.

you're fine, you're not a criminal or a failure or stained or whatever. you're just a person who's a little stressed. be well and, per some gentle suggestions in the replies, maybe consider looking into the possibility that you may have OCD.

[yan-lorkai]

Hey Lorkai <3

I would like to request Sebastian x female noble reader darling, who gets treated horribly by her family, abused physically and emotionally. (Relationships weren't quite healthy back then in the victorian era as far as I know) And even abused by her fiance, she doesn't like him but will have to marry him in the near future due to being forced. So when kidnapped by Seb she's just constantly stressed and unsure, perceiving everything as a threat because of past experiences. Darling doesn't try escaping though, since she has nowhere safe to go. Also very quiet and apologizes way too much for things she doesn't need to say sorry for.

I like angst with a little fluff <3

It's completely alright if you don't feel like writing this :3

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ﾟ a/n: hihi darling! It's been a while since you requested this, and I finally found time to finish it. I apologize for the delay, and I hope you enjoy it!

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ﾟ warnings: soft yandere content, necrophilia mention, violence mention, poison mention, pregnancy mention, fem!reader.

A Vivaldi song played from the record player, the melancholic tones of Valse Sentimentalle seeming to make your heart spin over and over inside your chest as you watched everything that was happening from your balcony. You could only glimpse the world this way.

The clouds raced across the dark sky like snow falling to the ground, visibly shaken by the cold wind that blew, as they were so fast that they quickly disappeared over the horizon. This was your little paradise after having spent so much time in hell; a lifetime of enduring your mother's insults regarding your "slovenly" appearance or your father's comments about your poor etiquette, about the role he expected of you, or how much your future husband wanted to have a dozen children, even though he was a terrible man with a terrible temper.

The truth was that all of this was unnecessarily useless. Today's society was useless. So many rules, so many political games going on. You couldn't understand the need for it all and you didn't need it anymore. Not when you were now a bird trapped in an unknown cage.

A beautiful cage. The bed was built against a thick brick wall painted black, curtains falling down the wooden posts flowing across the floor, beside it, a single flame glowed on the almost extinguished candlestick, its flames trying to communicate with you and failing, as you preferred to isolate yourself and observe the world outside the bars that trapped you inside, the snow so free and beautifully overwhelming.

Running away made no sense. But the feeling and need for freedom was something that kept beating in your chest millions of times, that screamed in your mind for you to act. And you were too much of a coward for that; or rather, where would you go if no one would welcome you? If no one was good?

Better a known evil than an evil that is little known.

Hands snaked over your shoulders, a mere caress that once soothed you, and, soon after, the voice of that being who had bathed in blood and guts to supposedly save you from a mediocre existence.

"You should be near the fire," there was apprehension in his tone, but a hint of something else. It wasn't desire, but it was like it, a yearning for control and care, and a range far more infinite than you could only guess.

He leaned over you, black hair falling down your neck. "Well, it doesn't matter, if you get sick, I'll take good care of you."

You shivered. There were so many meanings to those words. Was it a promise? Or a threat? Based on your past experiences, it was definitely a veiled threat that made your head spin and your stomach tighten with an almost instinctive fear - this fear was already well-known to you. It was a friend.

"Sorry." Was all you said as you let him guide you, like a doll, to your seat and place your favorite hot drink in your hand.

It was strange, you thought. The liquid moved as it swirled up the cup, the stark contrast of how warm it was compared to the cold outside. It was strange to have someone like that. It was strange that he never got angry, never yelled or tried to hit you. It was all strange.

Still, you drank.

It wasn't poison.

Your fiancé once threatened to poison you. And he said he would desecrate your body afterward again, and again and again, he would crush your bones till there was nothing more but dust.

Sebastian's hands took yours, red eyes staring into yours, searching for any ghosts from your past. A smile crept across his lips.

"Don't wander for what has been. Keep your head up for what is to come," he whispered, taking the cup from your hands and bringing it to your mouth. The ceramic cup touched your lips so gently that you could almost cry. "Enjoy, my love. Just enjoy it. I could never be like those insects."

Knowing this didn't change anything you had been through. But at least you knew he would never do anything hurtful and that he would listen to your apologies.

To him, you were a shiny, precious jewel, something to hide and love inside those necessary walls. You found that you didn't mind if you had to live like this; the routine was serene and not at all anxiety inducing. His love was gentle. His laugh like a serene promise.

You smiled for the first time since coming here. And you let him see it. You let him caress your face softly and kiss your cheeks, your breathing hitching when he ghosted your lips - you had never been kissed like that, and he was waiting for your permission to do it.

To let the past go, one must embrace the future, even if the future is scary. You closed your eyes and let it happen.

[desaintjustfancam]

Bodies in Nier Replicant

NieR Replicant is a game characterized by a preoccupation with bodies, their failures, their betrayals, and their significance both constructed and inherent. Each of its protagonists enjoys a complicated relationship with their body, its main plot threads revolve around the discrepancy between body and soul, and the game both out of necessity and seemingly some genuine interest engages with sexual politics. An accounting of this ought to be made in an organized and thoughtful fashion, and I believe the best way to proceed with such an account is to discuss how the questions of corporeality touch upon each of our protagonists, painting a picture as we go. It is worth noting that I will from time to time touch upon the question of authorial intent, as Yoko Taro and associates have been vocal and engaged with fan questions. While this may be the case, I am engaging with NieR as a text, of which its creators' interpretations are one of many and do not possess a unique charisma of truth. I also do not wish to make conjecture about authorial intent, but merely about what I regard to be substantive and valid readings of a work of fiction. Spoilers will be unmarked and plentiful.

Kaine is a fairly apparent and explicit case of bodily and sexual politics. Kaine is an intersex woman of uncertain parentage raised in a xenophobic, superstitious, and authoritarian society. Within her society she is a pariah along with her grandmother Kali and is forced to the social margins, often subject to violence and abuse from a young age. Kaine is a creature of contrasts and contradictions: a beautiful woman full of hatred and profanity, a victim who has become a fierce warrior and herself a victimizer, a social outsider who herself participates in genocide and the destruction of the other, a woman ashamed of her body who dresses in an outfit that would make Hugh Heffner blush, a human and a shade, an object of sexual gratification but also one of revulsion.

The issue of Kaine's presentation is a recurring discussion in the game, frequent reference is made to her undress and Weiss refers to her with the increasingly affectionate nickname "hussy", despite the fact that Kaine's sexuality is actually a subject that is not broached in the game – her existence is solitary and lonely, and her only romantic inclinations are rather chastely directed towards Nier himself within the game itself. Indeed, in Ending E, NieR is reincarnated with all his purity in the body of a child, and the pair cling to each other in nudity amid a pure white blossom – a Lunar Tear, which by this point has taken its place as a signifier of pure love (Yonah and Nier, Kali and Kaine, and now Kaine and Nier). As Kaine holds NieR, there does not appear to be a sexual element to her protective embrace. In this sense, we see a glimpse of Kaine the maiden, Kaine the woman.

The audio CD "Lust" depicts Kaine as lustful and fixated on Nier, and engaging in necrophilia by proxy in a fit of madness. Kaine is also a murderer, with a dark passenger in the form of the shade Tyrann who permits her to live only so long as she victimizes others. Kaine is uniquely situated to prevent the wholesale slaughter inflicted by Nier upon the Shades, including innumerable children and infants, yet she remains quiet and does not disclose her understanding of their language. Kaine drips with profanity, threatens to mutilate her enemies often in sexualized fashions. Kaine, in this context, is powerful, violent, lustful – here we have Kaine the monster, the phallic Kaine.

These contradictions are not tolerated well within Kaine. Her duality, reflected in her twin swords, one of which is ultimately destroyed in her conflict with Nier, is the source of a great deal of suffering. She struggles to continue to psychologically steel herself to kill Shades as the apparent evil of her deeds makes itself clear. Even after avenging herself on the shade Hook, Kaine is not satisfied and simply wishes, feeling her purpose exhausted, for death to take her before being, effectively, reanimated by the benevolence and purity of child Nier. Even Tyrann, symbolic of Kaine's evil and masculinity is eventually moved by the experience of love and comes to regard himself and his actions with disgust. Kaine ultimately resolves the struggle between feminine-masculine, good-evil, chastity-sexuality in favor of her womanhood.

However, as in all conflicts there is a unity in opposites. Kaine's phallic aspect is given rise to by her desire to protect her womanhood, her virtue, from the community of hatred that surrounds her, from a society that spurns and rejects her. Kaine is hateful and murderous because she has been given no other recourse, no other communities, no other options. A clear example of this is in Ending E, where when the player attempts to manipulate the camera to obtain the vaunted panty shot, and as the game's achievements frames it, "discover her secret" – a clear reference to her ambiguous genitalia, Kaine assaults and eventually murders the player themselves to defend her chastity and modesty. Rather than an intrinsic quality of her person, her aggression and masculinity are passed onto her by her grandmother as means of self defense. Kaine's greatest acts of evil and murder are all fundamentally acts of love, tribute, and defense to those who have given her life meaning. One might interpret her clothing, which shows clearly a body she hates and despises, as an act of self-sacrifice, a hair shirt, a tribute to the efforts of her grandmother and to those that love her.

Emil is textually homosexual. He expresses his wish during the wedding of Facade's King to Fyra that he might enjoy such a wedding some day and as Nier assures him he will find a bride some day, he is left to awkwardly note in his absence that this is not what he desires. The creators of the game have similarly confirmed their understanding of Emil as a homosexual character who is motivated by an unreciprocated love for Nier. Emil is depicted as pure and essentially omnibenevolent, despite being cursed with a body that destroys everything that he sees and later contains a monstrosity so profound that it exterminates entire communities. His love for Nier is chaste and is held in contradiction to the terror of his condition.

I think, however, equally compelling as a strictly homosexual reading is a reading of Emil as transgender. Wishing to be the bride in a wedding is conducive to such a reading, and NieR is a game with a lot to say about bodies. Emil is first met wearing a blindfold, alone, isolated from the world, unable to see the people he loves or wishes to give himself to, the very act of looking, of desiring, in this regard, becomes violent for Emil. Emil spends more time with Kaine than Nier for his time in the narrative, and they develop a close bond. It is, as well, Kaine who Emil petrifies with his gaze, not Nier. It is to free Kaine from the stone which symbolizes Emil's world that Emil descends into the depths of his home, his past, to confront the monstrosity within, represented by Halua, his twin sister, who has been reduced to a monster.

Emil gives himself to the monstrosity willingly, sublimating himself and being devoured by it with the hope that he might take it similarly into himself. And he does. Emil and his feminine counterpart, twins, exist within each other as anima and animus. Emil is blessed with sight, desire, knowledge, power, but is placed into a monstrous, hideous, ghoulish body, which he despises and which provokes fear and hatred from those who might previously have offered him kindness. It is a body designed to inflict harm, a body which does not suit its contents, a body which Emil himself desperately fears. In joining Kaine within the ranks of monstrous bodies and dysphoria, Emil is able to free her from this self-imposed prison. He is able to enable her to live a normal life. Emil rescues Kaine again in the narrative, saving her in Ending E and in the Shadowlord's Castle. These are tasks Nier is incapable of performing. Nier, despite loving Kaine, does not appear to understand her and might be incapable of understanding her. It is only her peer, someone who truly does empathize with her monstrosity, Emil, that is able to free her.

Emil as a pre-awareness transgender woman, trapped in a rotting, artificial, ghoulish body designed to do harm on her and others, able to free and empathize with those like her, pining after a man who cannot understand her, now free to desire but acutely aware of her own ugliness, inadequacy, and the hatred her desire provokes in others, I argue is extremely compelling. It is worth noting that Emil's bodily monstrosity escalates as the end of the eternal childhood her body had been trapped in, her beatific and cherubic features melting away to bones at crude angles, her hair falling away, at the moment she is meant to be graduating into self assurance and control.

Nier and Weiss are somewhat less involved from the perspective of body politics. Nier is noteworthy in that per associated works he was forced into sex work as an adolescent in order to get by, and that as a result he binds his hair into a ponytail as a response to sexual trauma. As he matures into adulthood he severs this ponytail, wearing his hair loose, representing in ways a growth past this. In doing so, however, Nier steels himself into a warrior, devoted only to recovering Yonah, sacrificing everything in his path to do so. In this sense I am not sure Nier has grown past his trauma so much as he has sublimated it into the acts of brutality which he inflicts upon others and his obsessive, bordering on incestuous, fixation on his sister. Nier is repeatedly prompted to feel empathy for other victims and outsiders and refuses to do so willfully, choosing to remain ignorant and deluded in his quest. Weiss, himself without a body or bodily autonomy, assists Nier in remaining blind and hardening his heart.

Louise forms a mirror to the concerns of bodies that are exhibited by Emil and Kaine. A Gestalt without a corresponding Replicant, Louise is a girl who was born without any options, a cruel product of fate. Able to think, feel, and take a false form as a woman, Louise is unable to speak or sing or perform in human society. She admires the beauty of humanity and desperately wishes to join them, cursing her own hideousness and admiring, desiring, the beauty of the world. She is infatuated with Hans the Postman, who cannot and will not reciprocate her love. She is denied humanity or sympathy by Nier and Weiss – although Kaine and Hans are able to provide it for her posthumously. In this sense Louise is a mirror of Kaine and Emil. This parallel might cast Neir and Hans in somewhat of a Walrus and the Carpenter role – they will both mercilessly eradicate the Other from the world, but one will, at least, cry about it.

Louise, is of course, the pinnacle of the Other. She has no Replicant. No earthly or human attachment. She cannot become anything except herself, her efforts to do so render her even more monstrous, hideous, and terrible than before. The sort of perverse excitement with which Nier and Weiss regard her extraordinarily powerful body feels at times reminiscent of discourse about the physicality of transgender women and athletes. It reminds me of the times one clocks involuntarily a person they encounter. It feels dirty, transgressive, and wrong.

There are innumerable stones left unturned in this brief discussion of how NieR Replicant talks about and shows bodies and people's relationships to them, but I thought it would be interesting to reflect on my own thoughts on the issue, how they made me feel, and what kinds of readings can be made of the work.

[moriitis]

I talk about Toby a lot but I think I need to direct my love toward Jack for a hot second. TRIGGER WARNINGS FOR THIS POST death, mutilation, real life examples, necrophilia, rotting, animalistic behaviours, NSFW

Because this guy is fucking scary. I've always imagined him as being pretty nonchalant about somethings, quiet, just someone who likes to be in the background and I still totally believe that is Jack's character but ONLY after the many years he spent trying to find peace within himself and control his urges. Because when this guy had just freshly turned, he was fucking terrifying. I HCd that Jack was just a total pervert for dead bodies when he was human, the type of guy to actually jack off to snuff videos and get a hard on whenever he got a nosebleed. Dude was in fucking medical school, imagine how many times he had to leave the classroom with a stiffy when they spoke about certain things involving the human body. Everyone's deception of how Jack died and became a creature is different, of course some people believe that he joined a cult and honestly I love and LIVE for that idea. But it's not weird enough for me, I don't know.

So, in my version, Jack goes on the dark web and meets up with a guy.

If anyone is familiar with Luka Magnotta and his case, then you kinda know where I'm going with this. (Awful guy btw, we are not going to put him on a pedestal.) If you are unfamiliar, google his name and read up a little about him. But in regards to how Jack died, it's very similar to this real life case. He goes on the dark web, finds someone who is also interested in his perverted thoughts and it's there he goes to meet up with this guy and it's there that this guy kills Jack. I would say Jack regretted it, but during his final moments, he enjoyed every part of it and after his actual death, his body was dumped in the woods and to never be seen again, yadda, yadda.. I love Jack coming back as a creature because damn fucking right, it serves him right and this is his karma. This guy is so gross. He's been rotting in the woods in an empty pit for at least two weeks, so when he comes back with an irresistible hunger, maggots crawling inside his skin and his skin literally rotting and falling off, he fucking STINKS of dead corpse. This guy is awake and actively rotting. I imagine when he finds himself with Slender, the whole rotting and smelling like shit kinda goes down a little, but he's still so gross. He is a walking corpse! Anyway I'm done rambling because I could go on forever. TLDR; Jack smells like shit.

[remembrancer-of-heresy]

New Home

AU Reverse Therapy

Previous Part: (Not)Salvation, Next Part: Peaceful Sleep

Summary: Luka and Virgil bring the girl to her new home.

Pairing: Chaos!Lamenter/fem!OC/Chaos!Flesh Tearer

Characters: Malina (fem!OC), Luka The Angel (OC Chaos Lamenter), Virgil (OC Chaos Flesh Tearer)

Warnings: yandere, violence, mentions of necrophilia and cannibalism

Word count: 2030

Author's note: I really enjoyed writing these idiots.

Song: Inkubus Sukkubus - Danse Vampyr

Tag List: @kit-williams

When Luka officially became a member of the Red Corsairs, he underwent several modifications at the local apothecary. Increased strength and agility, unholy rituals. But no one told him what one of the chemo treatments meant. His new brothers wanted to have fun and see his reaction.

And he, feeling previously hidden emotions, could not resist and gutted the poor female cultist. Later, when he learned that he now felt desire, his soul of the Lamenter sang. Even having become a traitor, he still valued mortals. Not all, but still the need to care remained. And now it has become much more intimate.

He constantly kidnapped mortals. But they died quickly and this made him so sad. Poor "Flower" could not withstand his unbridled desire and her heart eventually stopped. He immediately ate her remains out of grief after he finished. "Rain" cried constantly. Although Luka constantly apologized for having to cut her to drink her blood. But then he had no control over himself and was afraid that he had damaged her neck!

The bad "Pet" was to blame for herself. She always called him a traitor, bit and scratched. Once she wanted to kill him! Luka had to punish her and the once proud imperial soldier began to eat human flesh from the floor like a dog and go under herself with a stupid smile on her disfigured face. In the end, he threw her into the pit with the other slaves. Perhaps she is still alive and hunched over on the lower levels. Luka did not know and did not want to know how the vile bitch was doing.

But this girl... she is different. She is special. Luka had never wanted to possess anyone as much as her.

The rescued city girl was still sleeping on his bed, tired after what she had been through. Her dark hair was scattered across the pillow, and her olive skin was thoroughly washed from ash and dirt (but only exposed areas of skin!) This was just right for the space marine. Not only did he have time to return to the massacre (pouring acid on the inhabitants and eat parents before children's eyes was especially fun), but he also had time to prepare everything.

He ordered the slaves to wash the room clean (he did not live in filth, but the unholy bloody signs had to be removed), drew a two-headed eagle (it turned out crooked, but he tried), got everything the girl needed. Sets of clothes, food and dishes, soap for the bath. Malina should have everything.

Virgil was either at the councils all this time, discussing further robberies, or having fun in the torture chambers with the captured slaves. Luka knew that the space marine was also interested in the girl, although he did not show it.

Never mind, soon Virgil would stop acting like a proud man and would also adore the girl. Luka knew his friend well, even if he denied their connection. Unfortunately for him, the lamenter was not going to give him a choice regarding their relationship.

He rarely gave anyone a choice when it came to affection.

A sudden moan pulled Luka out of his dark thoughts and he turned his attention to the waking girl. Malina did it obviously reluctantly after a hard day, but the warm and comfortable bed did its job. In the end, she opened her dark brown eyes. Blinking a couple of times, she stared in surprise at the traitor leaning over her.

“A-Angel?” - the girl said incredulously.

Luka swallowed. He felt himself harden. Sweet, sweet Malina. No, he must not lose her. He must do everything right and then she will stay with him forever. Soft, warm.

Alive.

“Call me Luka.” - the young man clenched his fist tightly, restraining his urge to stroke the girl’s hair. - “You are safe now. No one will touch you again.”

Only at that moment the girl looked around in confusion. The space marine could not decide where to look. At her surprised face or at her thin neck. At everything, perhaps.

“What? Where am I?” - peering into space, the girl listened to the sounds of air supply surrounding her. - “Is that a ship?”

“That’s right, dear. I’m very sorry, but your world has been captured… by heretics. We had to perform an Exterminatus, and took everyone we managed to save with us.” - the young man nervously licked his lips. The arousal from the blatant lie slowly enveloped him. - “This is your new home now.”

“Y-you are so kind, I” - the girl sniffed, trying her best to wipe away unwanted tears. - “Oh, I don’t even know what to say. I-I… what will my duties be?”

“Just cleaning my armor. And Vergil, he is not in the room now. But you will meet soon,” - the young man smiled happily. - “Don’t worry, you will like him. And he will like you too.”

“Allright.” - the girl smiled shyly. - “Oh, um, my name is-”

“Malina.” - Luka quickly interrupted, hoping not to hear the girl’s real name. He had been thinking about it for so long, it suits her so well and he did not want to know her previous name. What if it turns out to be more beautiful? - “This is your new name. All mortals take new names when they join our service. It is tradition.”

The girl blinked at such expressiveness. She hugged her knees and the worn blanket tighter to her chest. Awkwardly shrugging her shoulders and brushing her bangs off her forehead, the girl muttered embarrassedly.

“F-fine. Malina is a very beautiful name.”

Luka bit his lip, hoping to suppress his groan. If only not to scare her and embarrass her even more. She is so cute! So gentle. Sweet, sweet like juicy raspberries, like warm blood~

The girl looked at Luka warily and he cursed under his breath. It seemed that his eyes widened again like a madman. He was so overwhelmed with emotions that it was difficult to control them. But the girl's attention was immediately distracted by the suddenly opened door. A frightened sigh escaped from dry lips and Malina pressed herself against the wall.

Virgil, who returned to the quarters, was the embodiment of chaos. Pale gray skin was covered with several scars. Two of the largest and deepest were located along the nose and lip to the cheek on the left side of his face. His bright red eyes, white eyebrows and pointed teeth stood out brightly against his bald head and skull.

The black and red armor was covered in someone else's blood, and on his belt there was a new cut piece of flesh with the unfortunate man's face standing out on it. And that's not even mentioning the three skulls hanging on a stake behind his back. To put it simply, Virgil looked like a real heretic and definitely wasn't going to change his image.

Hmm, they somehow didn't think of that.

"Look who woke up~" - the chaosite who entered slowly stretched out the words. The black tongue in his mouth made it seem as if the man didn't have one at all.

The girl trembled and pressed a piece of cloth to her heart, looking at the Lamenter with hope. As her savior. A hero. An angel. And, oh, Luka was going to enjoy this role to the fullest.

"And here's Virgil! Don't be afraid, he may look like a butcher, but he won't hurt you.” - the smiling man soothingly stroked Malina's legs. - "You know, fighting heretics is exhausting. But all enemies are afraid of him."

“Hah, that’s true. With my arrival, the Imperial Guard praises the God-Emperor, and His enemies commit suicide just to avoid falling into my hands.” - the man grinned evilly, closing the door behind him. Black gloves gently stroked one of the skulls. - “These ones were unlucky.”

Still, although Virgil did not try very hard to pretend to be a servant of the Corpse on the Throne, it was impossible to deny at least some attempts. And yet, Luka could not help but feel nervous, looking at the Red Corsairs’ insignia on his belt (the Flesh Tearers’ insignia was still on his shoulder pad).

The Lamenter was one of the few who had not completely changed his armor, adding only a couple of distinctive elements. That’s why Malina took him for a loyalist. But Virgil…

However, the still frightened girl relaxed a little.

"S-sorry, our world was only visited once by Space Marines to replenish supplies. The Lamenters. The other legions, um, were unknown to us. My planet is not the most important in agriculture. So your arrival was a real blessing." - the girl awkwardly glanced at the red-eyed man, preferring to look at her knees. - "Again, m-my apologies."

It is fate. It is definitely fate.

Even Virgil looked at Malina with interest. Despite the fact that it was he who came up with the idea of ​​playing the role of loyalists, it seems he thought that the girl would quickly figure them out. But it seems she was too naive. Or maybe they were just too good at pretending.

“It’s fine, we understand.” - the young man almost switched to a whisper, calming the captive. - “As I said, you just need to clean our armor from blood. Well, and clean the quarters. You will have everything you need. But you must not leave this room.”

“It’s too dangerous on the flagship.” - Virgil joined the lamenter. - “We constantly have to fight heretics and go to not the most rosy places. Someone like you can easily be trampled or sent to hard work, without paying attention to the one you serve.”

“You can even hear not the most pleasant sounds.” - the blond spoke. - “Screams and pleas for help. Sometimes it comes down to real carnage, hah. We have to interrogate our enemies. And, um, Sanguinius' gift has its... flaws. We have to, well. You see-"

"We drink human blood."

"Yes, that's right. We drink human blood. It's the Black Thirst. But it's that rage that makes us so good at fighting heretics." - The young man raised his hands in a calming gesture as he saw Malina's wide eyes. - "Don't worry, everyone gives their blood willingly."

What a blatant lie.

“Everyone must pay their duty to the Imperium. Each in their own way. But your fate is far better than others.” - Virgil chuckled darkly, stepping closer despite Luke’s displeasure. - “Isn’t that so?”

And of course, at that moment, a heartbreaking scream was heard in one of the corridors. Luka involuntarily cringed, holding back his growing rage. Why, why, was everyone trying to ruin his plans for Malina? He had tried so hard.

The hoarse screams of the unfortunate victim, unable to ask for help (let alone the pointlessness of doing so) eventually began to fade. The telltale sounds of broken bones and slimy slop told of the foolish mortal being caught and dragged across the floor back to the quarters for more fun.

Luka stared at the terrified Malina. The poor thing stared at the door before glancing at her two masters. The men looked at the captive expectantly, waiting for her reaction. Partly enjoying her beautiful, terrified look. Partly nervous. Would she scream? Beg them to let her go? Had she realized that she had fallen into the hands of the warriors who had destroyed her world?

No, no, not now, not Malina. He had come to terms with the deaths of other mortals. But she was special, he had saved her, she had almost believed their lies about the God-Emperor. Everything was going so well. He didn't want to kill her.

He already loved her so much.

"I get it. I-" the girl whispered, sobbing. Tears rolled down her cheeks. She pulled her knees up tighter, wrapping herself in the blanket like a cocoon. - "I'll be here."

Luka sighed with relief. Unable to contain his emotions, he nevertheless allowed himself to hug Malina. A massive gloved hand gently stroked the back of the quietly crying girl. Virgil stood nearby like a statue, watching this picture with interest. One thought arose in both of their heads.

Such a good girl.

[tatumsversion13]

possible TW abuse, necrophilia, pro shipping

please read // accusation of being pro ship and engaging with necro fanfiction

I just came across this and I feel like I need to adress some things.

first of all, I DO NOT condone any glamorization of abuse or necrophilia and it upsets me that some people might think otherwise. I’ve created this account two weeks ago to try and connect with others who enjoy Scream just as much as I do but also as a form to inspire myself through fanfic, fanart, etc. When I’m outside or busy, I tend to mass like posts without further checking the tags or what they’re really about (which is probably not the brightest idea) so I can come back and read them later on. Apparently I’ve liked a fic that contained necrophilia. I was not aware that I had liked it but I’m glad someone brought it to my attention! It was 100% unintentional and I am not interested in reading stuff like that. I should’ve known better and double check before liking posts but I never realised it could be a bad idea because I honestly trusted my algorithm to not show me that kind of content. I didn’t even know people were writing about stuff like that. I understand the confusion but it was definitely not intentional. I apologise for any harm of confusion that may have caused.

pro shipping :

Assuming anon defines pro shipping as a person being okay with the shipping of different fictional characters whether they’re canon or not: honestly I don’t really understand the issue with this. Since when is pro shipping a bad thing? I mean the main reason this blog exists is because of a ship..? I only reblog stuff about stu x billy since that’s the only ship I care about regarding Scream (not including gale and dewey i mean they’re cute but idrc). After all those are FICTIONAL characters?? Most of the people I follow are stuilly shippers and the actors themselves openly talk about shipping their own characters? Besides, why would I care if people have other ships, as long as none if it glorifies things like pedophilia and/or abuse (and no, no matter how toxic, in my opinion and from the fanfics I’ve read so far, Stu and Billy’s relationship does not glorify abuse since all of their intimate acts are consensual).

If you consider pro shipping as shipping without limits (ignoring, condoning or glamorizing abuse, pedophila, necrophilia etc. that’s definitely NOT something I would EVER read or approve.

For the rest, I could care less about other people’s interests in fan FICTION (again, as long as they don’t contain any if the things I just mentioned). Feel free to correct me if I forgot something.

misogyny :

I made a post joking about how I don’t like Sidney in Scream 1/still hold a grudge against her. Not liking a character in a fictional movie does not make me misogynistic and I can’t believe I have to explain that. I absolutely adore Sidney’s character throughout the Scream franchise but I have no problem admitting that I did not like her in Scream 1996 for the simple fact that she killed my favourite characters (and she was just annoying). I know she had to defend herself and it’s a movie. Not liking a fictional character is never that deep and it doesn’t have anything to do with Neve.

Anyways, this is not what I expected to see when I came on here and I’m sorry if this sounds a bit defensive, i’m just tired of people acting like they know anything about others without confronting the person first but I am glad I’ve been made aware and I’ll pay attention to the content I engage with in the future! I hope this cleared things up and I’m sorry again.

P.S. If you have any issues with me regarding something I’ve said or engaged with, I would prefer if you dmed me so we can talk about it personally. Thank you for reading!

[aliciavance4228]

I absolutely DESPISE the way Shadow of Perseus treated Medusa. Because this is more of a historical fiction (😒) than a mythology retelling in its own right and all the mythological elements are completely erased here Medusa isn't a gorgon but an ordinary woman. Which makes the entire dynamic between her and Perseus completely different.

In the original myths she was a dangerous monster Perseus was sent to kill by a king that was convinced he won't make it up alive. Many people criticize the fact that Perseus received so many weapons from the gods, but when you remember how overpowered Medusa was in the original myths you finally start understand that he was confronting with the ancient equivalent of an atomic bomb. At this point I perfectly understand why the poets made her mortal, because that thing would've became Typhon 2.0. throughout time:

Lucan, Pharsalia Book 9:

"… but even Phorcys, second to Neptune her own father, in ruling the sea, feared Medusa, as did her mother, Ceto, and her sister Gorgons; she had power to threaten sea and sky with rare paralysis, and clothe the world with stone."

Furthermore, in this version her gaze turns the entire Seriphos to stone:

Strabo, Geography 10.5.10:

"Perseus was reared there [on Seriphos], it is said, and when he brought the Gorgo's head there, he showed it to the Seriphians and turned them all into stone. This he did to avenge his mother, because Polydektes the king, with their cooperation, intended to marry his mother against her will. The island is so rocky that the comedians say that it was made thus by the Gorgo."

Last but not least, her blood could've bring people back to life:

Apollodoros, Library 3.10.3:

"And having become a surgeon, and carried the art to a great pitch, he [Asklepios] not only prevented some from dying, but even raised up the dead; for he had received from Athena the blood that flowed from the veins of the Gorgon, and while he used the blood that flowed from the veins on the left side for the bane of mankind, he used the blood that flowed from the right side for salvation, and by that means he raised the dead."

But in this retelling not only that she was a mortal woman people spread gross stories and legends about, but also Perseus' first love, whom he later killed because she rejected him. The entire context, reason and meaning of the original myth was thrown off the window just so that the author could've made a "Man cannot take 'No.' for an answer." or "The worst he could do." feminist commentary out of Medusa’s murder when Danaë and Polydectes are right here. This is NOT your usual femicide, good people!

Not to mention the fact that here Perseus is keeping her decaying head in a bag like a trophy or prize in one of the most disgusting ways possible (even while raping Andromeda) and I'm afraid the author was only one step away from writing some necrophilia shit purely to make Perseus the most evil man out there. Medusa had no stone gaze in this book, so there was no practical or logical reason behind keeping it. What makes the situation even more sickening is that back in Ancient Greece people were appalled for not giving someone a grave or profanating a corpse (just like nowdays). Yet Perseus accepted to have that head buried only after Danaë convinced him. In the last chapter it is not him, but his mother and wife who bury that head, while he shows no shame or remorse for what he did. In Pausanias' account he buried her head in Argos, while in most versions he gave it to Athena. Even in the OG source material he still had ethical and moral issues regarding her head after he petrified Polydectes, but Claire Heywood didn't give a damn about ancient cultures and beliefs.

[critterkiddo]

FAQ + Telegram

Massive TW for discussions of pedophilia, zoophilia, incest, necrophilia and everything else you can think of. This is NOT an understatement. This entire blog will be incredibly triggering and upsetting for most readers. Unless extreme, not all posts will have trigger warnings. This pinned post is your trigger warning. PROCEED WITH CAUTION.

This blog was originally dedicated to archiving Ezra / Toonimal / Critterkiddo's whereabouts and activity on his site Oddballs. Over time, we realized that the issue goes beyond Ezra (despite Ezra being a massive problem) and we started to focus on the pediverse and paraphile movement as a whole. We are a very tiny team of people investigating the paraphile activist movement growing on the pediverse, and this account is run by 2 people. All of the team members are queer and/or furries, most of us are survivors of CSA.

Here is a link to our telegram channel.

For questions, submissions and tips:

@parafiles

Our FAQ is below.

Who wrote the doc?

I, Art, wrote the document entirely by myself. I gathered every screenshot and merticulously put together the document over the course of two weeks. There are rumors that multiple people wrote it which is false. Only one individual wrote the document.

Where can I read the doc?

We cannot link the document directly, as the original post containing the document was completely wiped from tumblr in its entirity. (If anyone has an archive of the post please send it!)

The link to the document and its archive can be found in the telegram channel.

Have you reported this to police?

Multiple. Times.

Throughout my time writing the document, over the course of multiple weeks our team has reached out to Lebanon PD and FBI regarding the website. We have and will continue to contact local authorities and we implore anyone with half a mind to do the same.

Can we DM you?

Yes. Anyone can DM us if you have leads regarding Ezra, the pedi, or information on any children on the site. Due to the amount of stress this investigation is putting on our team, we can only cover cases directly related to the pediverse.

If you have something you believe is urgent, PLEASE call police.

I'm a journalist/youtuber/part of the press, can I cover your story?

I cannot emphasize enough how utterly important it is for journalists to cover what is going on on oddballs. You do not need to message us directly to cover it, but if you want precise details of the entire investigation since November we highly reccomend messaging us.

I'm a minor on the site, can you help?

While we were in contact with 3 child victims, we cannot take on any more to help as its overwhelming. If you would like to submit a victim impact statement to us for us to share, we can do so but we will heavilly censor your identity.

If you are a minor PLEASE:

- Call police / fbi / Lebanon PD

- Send a cybertip

- Tell your family, your therapist, a teacher, any trusted adult.

Please do not sit on being abused, please alert authorities in your area or in Ezra's city. We can only do so much.

I'm from the pedi and I have something to report.

Despite our views on paraphiles, insiders are welcome to report anything to us. We have multiple insiders, but the more the merrier. If you have information worth sharing to us, shoot us a dm.

I want to send you a message but I'm worried about security.

All messages sent to us, including asks, are kept private and confidential to protect the people who are reporting on the site. We do not plan to give out information on people who send submissions, especially minors and insiders.

What's the point? Why do you care so much?

As previously mentioned, our team is mainly built up of survivors of CSA. I myself am a victim of CSA, COCSA, online grooming and incest. I am also a queer person who cares about the image of the LGBT community. To me, it is extremely important to raise awareness of the paraphile movement and how they are attempting to infiltrate queer spaces. They have been invading queer spaces since the 1980s, and there is no end in sight.

The purpose of this is to archive, raise awareness and blow the whistle on these monsters because most queer mainstream media (like Pink News) refuses to touch this subject. With the rise in queerphobia from the far-right, painting us all as pedophile groomers, it is absolutely crucial that we as queer people get loud and angry at the pedophiles and zoophiles trying to worm into the community. The silence or denial about this movement's existence is destroying the queer community.

If you have any other questions that are not listed above, feel free to send us an ask. Our inbox and DMs are always open.

[st4r-black]

Okay... I designed from scratch the man I keep talking about, kidnapped those children, harassed them, tortured them, killed them and turned their corpses into dolls, and changed his name...

Samet

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Pedophile/Zoophile/Abusive/Necrophilia☠️☠️

And I want to warn you about something.... In the story, not only my own characters but also the characters of other fandoms I love will be the victims of this man, but not because I like it, but to show that the victims of such things can literally be ANYONE, of course, I'm sure you will think "This wouldn't happen to x!" "X would not believe this man", of course you are right, but remember, the characters here represent real people and real victims.

ANYONE CAN BE A VICTIM AND ANYONE CAN BE A ABUSER!

Remember, this is not something I like, of course, I'm not doing it because I support it. My aim is to show real life, the cruelty of real life and people's inner lives regarding certain traumas, how the phobias, bad events and traumas experienced by people affect the person. I will do my best and I hope no one will misunderstand me or be badly affected by it. If I have wrong information on any subject, I would be happy for you to inform me and thank you again to everyone for your support.

You can send your slander posts about this man as cruelly as you want...

Of course, he is not the only bad guy, he is just the main bad guy. I have an old post where I talk about other bad characters.

[ladykarloff]

heeeey!i love your blog! i'm starting to get into old movie actors and i was wondering- could you do an NSFW alphabet for your man's black cat character? you write so good and i love it! plz? thanks!!

Ask away, dear anon, and ye shall receive! Obviously, it's going to be very NSFW, so it'll be below the cut, but thank you for sending this in! I love writing smut and NSFW material, not gonna lie. And Hjalmar is my sin, my soul. He's my second-favorite character of mon sauvage's entire career, so let's have at it. 18+ only!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Hjalmar isn't the type to be overly charismatic in regards to cleaning you up or soothing you. He'll more or less go clean up if he's entangled in bodily fluids, and he'll shower by himself. But if you're a sadist like he is and he actually manages to develop feelings for you somehow, then he'll worship your body and clean you as if you're an offering.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He likes his hands and his cock. To him, they're vital instruments. But when it comes to sex? He uses them as tools with which to naturally dominate. He likes to tease his partner's erogenous zones until they beg for him to stop, mostly likely either because he's too rough or they're overstimulated. He loves a wide arrangement of breast sizes, and he loves thick cocks; he doesn't mind the length as long as they're wide enough to stretch him. (And yes, I firmly believe Hjalmar is bisexual. There's literally no goddamn way that man was straight, even in the 1930s. He'd probably ram Vitus or any of his other partners in front of the whole cult without hesitation.)

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Since he's a priest who is deeply involved in rituals, I can't see that man misusing or wasting his seed. If you push him to the brink of orgasm prematurely, he'll most likely cum inside you. He has no distinct sense of discrimination as to where he'll cum: it would be your choice, whether by ass, mouth, or quim. If you two are having coitus during a ritual, he will try to pull out and ejaculate into a bowl to make Cakes of Light. To him, sex is ritualistic, and it can almost be a weapon if he's trying to seduce someone. But never fear, he will mark you as his with his seed. Each of your orifices belongs to him and he will let you know it with a large, thick load.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He studies you intently. He's even a voyeur, but obviously not through a crystal ball. He just watches you in his two-way mirrors throughout his Art Deco home. He comes up with scenarios of how he'll fuck you, and he'll wait at the opportune moment to pounce, so to speak.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

The man has multiple lovers downstairs in his basement in cases. He's obviously experienced, but perhaps from a young age. He's accumulated a collection of women, but I think he has a separate corridor of his male lovers. (He'd have to hide them due to the homophobia of the times, but even then, showcasing his "brides" is risky, too.) There are even tones of necrophilia to his character, so of course, this means he does not mind whether or not his lovers are dead or alive when he has sex with them.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

He definitely prefers taking his partners from behind. He loves pinning them down to the mattress, holding their arms behind their back as he rams them hard. He's very much dominant and he prefers to be in control; once in a while, he will ride a male partner facing forward, just so he can still be in control and be dominant with his expressions and hands. He prefers to choke his lovers, too, as he enjoys erotically asphyxiating someone.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

The man has no humor to him whatsoever. The only thing he finds amusing is when his partners are embarrassed or in pain.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

There is not a single hair on this man's body, save for the hair on his head. He has a very tiny patch of chest hair, but that's it. He's very clean down below, the hair being trimmed exponentially. He's very particular about the grooming of his body, as he likes to show it off. He has a very androgynous figure.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

I envision he's quite passionate. Not in a romantic aspect of course, but from being in the heat of the moment. He enjoys seeing his partner sweat, and he loves seeing the look of submissiveness on their faces, especially as they beg him to let them cum. He kisses his partners roughly, almost drawing blood. He loves hearing panting and he growls deeply, especially when he's about to climax.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Usually, he doesn't partake in masturbation, but when he does, he works himself to the point where he can climax twice in one session. Once in a while when he doesn't have a partner, it becomes a part of his routine to do so maybe a few times a week.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Hjalmar has a menstruation kink, and he's also a voyeur. I think he'd also love binding his partners to his embalming rack and flogging them, and even then he enjoys some wax play.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

His favorite locations are the bedroom, the slab where he embalms his women, the shower, and his underground built-in floor pool, designed like a Roman bath. It would, in effect, look like an Art Deco frigidarium.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

A part of him simply enjoys sex, and another part of him uses it as a seduction ploy. As Freud viewed it, sexual desire and aggression were part of some components of the drive for life.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)

Definitely no scat play for this satanic priest. Anything having to do with that makes him seriously ill to his stomach, and it is something he would never join in, and the man has been known to engage in a wide array of perversions.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

This man is a god of sex in general, but his oral skills are divine. With all the partners he has had throughout the decades, make no mistake that he is more than a seasoned veteran. This man uses his mouth with the great use of his fingers and he's relentless; he doesn't leave any inch of a quim or cock untouched. He also enjoys receiving head, too. If you have experience and know how to use your mouth, teeth, and tongue, you'll manage to get an eye roll from him.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

This man is surprisingly a mixture of both. He begins slowly, to ease the tension and to lower his partner's defenses. He pretends to be a gentle lover at first, but when he sees the opportunity to go fast and edge himself by roughing up any orifice, he begins to let his hormones take over and his body sets the pace.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

As mentioned before, Hjalmar thinks of sex as a ritual. He wants it to be aesthetically appropriate, i.e. candles, an altar, and the intricate undressing of ceremonial garments. He wants to take his time. Very rarely will this man engage in a quickie, but if he does, he's usually hungry with his sexual appetite.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

Hjalmar has an assortment of toys and BDSM furniture, although it wouldn't have been regarded as such back then. He likes to experiment and see how far he can push the human psyche and body to the brink. He also doesn't mind doing sensation play and using toys himself. He isn't a sub in any form, but he will allow his partners to experiment with him, just as long as he can maintain control.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Hjalmar may be in his late forties, but he takes care of himself the best he can by watching his diet. But his sexual appetite and his greediness let him go for a good hour and a half. If he somehow feels winded or lethargic, he'll hint at his partner to give him head.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

The vibrators of the era were quite grotesque, and they seemed more so for muscle aches, but somehow people used them for sexual pleasure. The heads of the vibrators were flat or came with little nubs, but I can't see him using anything like that. He's got a collection of custom leather dildos, flogs, collars, as well as any kind of anal toys. He likes to tease for a long time, then he'll use them on his partners and vice versa. He also has a strap-on for his female partners.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

The man has no concept of how to play fair. He likes to go on and on until his partners beg him to fuck them. Most of the time, he prefers to edge himself and tease his partners by masturbating in front of them, leaving them feeling overstimulated and wanting more.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He's not extremely loud, but this man growls and moans deeply. He pants and wheezes if he is close to coming, and he can't help but quiver too if he enjoys the sex.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

I imagine that he has no qualms about performing sex rituals in front of the rest of the cult. I don't know if he'd be into orgies per se, but he'd take on two lovers at the same time.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Without getting into too much explicit detail, here's an image of how he'd perhaps would look like. We saw him shirtless in the movie and the man has a very chiseled chest with firm muscles. I can only imagine the rest of him is exquisite. In my mind, I picture him much like a cat: slender, sleek, and beautiful. And while the film was obviously shot in black and white, it's a shame they never showed the beauty of his dark skin.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

It doesn't matter who he sleeps with, but if he has a cold lover, his stamina usually heightens. He feels a sense of relief when he takes pleasure in sleeping with a corpse. When he has the drive and ambition, he's like an animal in heat.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)

With all the time and energy he puts into his sexual activities, Hjalmar would probably fall asleep quickly, but only after he freshens up and puts on his silk robes and pajamas. He's in his forties after all, and eventually, he will act middle-aged and retire to bed early sometimes.

[deadly-espresso]

Please be aware of people like It's TG Sis.

So... uhh... remember the whole "potential nazi" allegation that @its-tg-sis made to me a couple of days ago? Yesterday, I did try to get in contact him regarding the matter after I had previously made posts on Tumblr debunking his allegation and apologizing for any offenses it had caused, Since his original message towards me said he let me back on his server if I apologized, but oh boy, what ended up happening ended up being way worse than I could have anticipated.

TW beyond this point for discussions of genocide, paedophilia, and necrophilia. Viewer discretion is advised.

So how the conversation ended up going is that, rather than TG attempting to be understanding on the situation, realize his own mistake regarding the allegation, and let us forgive one another, he instead refused to apologize for his own behavior and did not empathize with me at all regarding my situation. Even when I tried to reason with him that his behavior was harmful and insensitive to situation and even got someone else to help out in trying to help him realize how bad his behavior was, he hardly even listened. This got worse he'd decided to pull the whole Godwin's law on me, calling me things like a fascist, and neo-nazi, and even accusing me of being okay with genocide and supporting paedophilia and necrophilia (none of those things were true, yet he did not believe me despite my explanations). If anything, some of the things he did say came off as insensitive to those in the countryhumans and polandball fandoms, as if suggesting anyone who used the German Third Reich and its history for humor, even if still acknowledging the harm the country had caused, are all neo-nazis. I'm aware that kind of humor isn't exactly the safest kind of humor, but that doesn't mean humor regarding that subject can't work. It's all a matter of taste.

And yes, I did also get screenshots of the situation to show that I'm not just pulling this stuff from nowhere:

So... uhh... in conclusion, TG was a lot worse of a person than what I thought he'd be. I thought he was someone who did care about me and thought my creations were cool and interesting, but nope, he decided to destroy whatever amity we had over a misunderstanding of something that I made before I even met him. I'm hurt by the fact that he was so spiteful towards me and never stopped to realize how much he had hurt me and how much he made me feel worthless. I get that the things he's said probably make me seem unsympathetic, but who knows, maybe things might turn around for the better if more people are aware of what he did and are able to call him out on the bad stuff he did. Maybe then he'll start feeling remorse and we'll be able to forgive one another.

[confusedgoldenflower]

Fuck I can’t find the post someone made about what their therapist said about pedoshipping which left the “mY tHeRaPiSt SaYs ItS gOoD cOpE” dead in the water. (Someone link please) I cannot recall what they’d said even to paraphrase 😖

First of all this: “I have yet to see even ONE credible study on how glorifying rape, abuse, pedophilia, necrophilia, and zoophilia can be a form of therapy or even an effective coping mechanism, ive ONLY ever seen studies linking the glorification of pharaphilias only make people act them out more often and more brutally”

Second: my OWN real, actual person with MD therapist, not a “bunch of zoomers chronically online,” agreed with other therapist that no, glorifying and normalizing paraphilias in public is not good.

*Do NOT find anyone to interact at. I don’t condone or encourage whatsoever.

Included the response bc wth even. Really feels they’re always hungry to cry “waaah poor me, this is all outrageous, overblown drama.”

Anyway, to be back with what my real person, MD holding clinician says! And to ask her for links because all I’ve been getting is “this is paraphilia” stuff, because I know we all want em.

I’m back!

I explained to my real human person clinician that I have a feeling that in the dialogue that happened between the op and their clinician did not include “for me to post accesible online in an area that’s known for also including young people.” And that there was this assumed private engagement in fiction.

As the anon ask said, they were only to do it as far as working through/handling the urges during recovery and to not to continue to do so after treatment!

And then I made up a hypothetical situation asking what advice she’d give me if I came to her and said approximately, “as a kid, I got into this fiction about children and adult relationships and now it’s a fetish and I and others make and publish publicly content about this. What would you say to me besides referring me to a sex therapist?” I added the publishing bit because that’s the reality of the matter.

She would send me to an actual sex therapist of course lmao. We don’t know what else was said of course in that ~45 min time between op and clinician, but mine agreed that there was probably a reason like building rapport or to explore the topic so as to not have it as a block in treatment. Mine’s more experienced in substance and drug addiction, and in her experience, coming at the issue with her perspective, abstinence works best for people over harm reduction (main two treatment paths), and she’d try to put me in a twelve step program (along with the other therapist). Also, sex therapists of course have different training etc, so this is giving the benefit of the doubt, because they could be one of those who despite whatever training they’re given around paraphilia and harm done/actions, still think that saying “MAPs” and supporting them is okay (as at least one apparently thinks).

Also that posting accessibly and without proper framing is a no kudos.

Also:

Murder games largely take place in, guess what, war areas. The framing is already there.

Saying “anti ideology” especially in regards to a clinician’s opinion is just a red flag for me, especially since it’s not an actual community or movement (like prononcon is). Course they could be in fandom as another “proshipper”

And “angry zoomers online” feels, idk how best to phrase this, like a belittlement, “oh they’re just stupid angry kids/young people online, they don’t know anything” which is a common defence/vindication from any critique

No links. We had a lot to talk about. And I have done some other reading, I’ve made some posts about for those curious. Still don’t know best keywords to use though.

[mashithamel]

Blood Truth: JR Ward, Black Dagger Brotherhood

* “Boone’s favorite to work with, bar none, was Rhage.” Hey! Me too!

* Oh, this is where I was supposed to learn about Syn. Why aren’t these just in the main storyline to begin with? I’d be much less confused.

* JR Ward does not think highly of club goers, I think we’ve well established that, lol.

* “He began to draw out the killing if he had the chance.” Oh. Well that’s no good. This is how you get a serial killer. He’s getting off on it! Not a great start for a romantic lead. And hence Syn is the B plot.

* Even V loves Fritz, at his most cheerful. It’s impossible not to.

* They need a better ID system for vampire bodies, instead of just waiting on a missing person. Sarah’s the scientist, get her on it.

* “The car was murdered”: in context I think is supposed to be a good thing, like it’s been pimped out and is all sleek and cool. But it really sounds like it’s been trashed.

* Heh, when the snow is too high for Boone to get out his car door he can just dematerialize.

* “The fact that Havers had a high opinion of Boone’s father made sense.” Ugh, I hate Havers so much.

* Isobel was the only friend and person Helania had, and there were zero names she knew of her friends? I see my niece periodically and I at least know the first names of several people in her friend group. I can’t believe she wasn’t dropping names like crazy.

* Why isn’t anyone coming with their mates? Axe’s, at least? Marissa, maybe? Seems like the sort of thing the ladies would do.

* Saxton’s wearing a tie, not a bowtie, and everything is right in the world for a moment.

* Interesting to finally see a needing managed medically.

* “In the air, she caught a very faint whiff of chlorine”: I regret to inform you that the only reason chlorine has that smell is because there is pee in the pool, and that’s the combo you smell. I know that, and now you do too. I’m sorry.

* Omg, a doggen aside from Fritz gets a name! Hi, Lilf!

* Obviously Syn didn’t do it, as there is a later book where is both the lead and not-executed. So I’m going to call it—Roshelle is the killer, she’s a lesbian (we already made a note of how it’s expressly forbidden such a relationship is), maybe has her own tahlman. And Helania’s extreme social issues is the only way you get through digging a ten foot deep grave with someone without getting a name, how they knew the deceased, any anecdotes about their relationship with the deceased, etc. although that’s really a killing your gays trope.

* Ok, I gotta admit I don’t have an explaination for the semen. Maybe a poly relationship?

* Please let Marquist try to romance Throe and get taken out by shadows 🤞🏻🤞🏻

* Look, there’s a reason why I don’t do mysteries. “The butler did it.” Heh. But…I have questions. What about the human woman? She just gets ignored. Also, Marquist is gay? Like, move in with your lover to be his man servant and maybe kill his first wife over it (dang—no one talked about the method of death—she was totally meat-hooked wasn’t she) gay. So…necrophilia with a female seems…unlikely? I mean maybe it’s all just power and dominance, and ejaculation was more a byproduct of defending his lover. But it’s not explained. It’s like the episode of Criminal Minds ended a few scenes short.

* Also, Boone’s trajectory into serial killer territory is totally brushed off. I’m sure the stress of mating and becoming a father is only going to do great things for his mental health in that regard.

* Boone! Leading the doggen on the first, tiny step out of their self-imposed slavery! Good for Thomat.

* I like that Helania got more sure footed and was the one to propose.

Bottom line: a somewhat unsatisfying murder mystery but a hot romance (as long as you don’t think about it too hard).

Rating: three out of five unnecessarily painful riituals

[sorcerous-caress]

Honestly your blog is the only BG3 blog I check daily. (Dam you- for having me check tumblr everyday now)

Now for an ask. What do you think Selunite!Shadowheart- Were!shadowheart, Minthara and Gale (bonus Karlach) would react to a Dark Urge Tav who has apparently an insane questionable and despicable past (regarding the in game apparent sexual relation to Orin and necrophelia unfortunately, which mind blown from a player perspective)

- undecided anon

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This actually means a lot to me that you're interested enough in my thoughts and writing to check it out every day <3 as much as it feals like I'm yelling into the void sometimes, it's nice to remember there are actual people on the other end in the void who are silently listening.

Thank you for telling me this, words genuinely fail me when it comes to describing how these small comments make me happy.

Now, mention of dark topics below cut

Including Necrophilia, Incest, Exhibition, Gore, Murder, Torture, Body fluids, Animal abuse, and Vivisections

Durge is genuinely unhinged. Through all the flashbacks and hints we see of their past through the game, one is more horrible than the last.

They dunked their butler's head into the open bladder of the guy they were preforming a vivisection on and choked him in their piss because he made a mistake. Source from the noblestalk flashback.

The sexual implications of their relationship with Gortash, a tyrant who killed and enslaved endless people. I don't recall the Orin implications but taking your words on it, it would kind of be considered incest since she is also a bhaalspawn. She is even a product of incest herself.

They have a long history of animal abuse and mistreatment, too. They aren't below preying on souls weaker than them. The cat on the rooftop in moonrise towers who mentions how Durge kicked her a lot, also the squirrel in act 1.

What they did to Alfira too.

Shadowheart, Minthara, and maybe arguably Karlach have a dark past. All of them have murdered and tortured people in the past.

Minthara

Minthara is the most extreme out of them. Not only did she participate in the cruel nature of drow culture, but also the fact she doesn't exactly see anything wrong with it. Yes, her crimes, her own crimes, not the ones she was brainwashed to commit, pale in comparison to Durge, but it still would make any sane good person turn away from her.

She doesn't react much to Durge's cruelty through the game. If anything, she encourages it and at times turned on by it. I don't think she would encourage Necrophilia and incest but those might be her only hard no. The rest like gore and turtore is not a deal breaker to her.

Minthara is the companion that Durge could be the most free with when it comes to following their dark urges. As long as they don't hold the knife to her own throat. She does think it is freaky and weird of Durge but she is used to freaky and weird from drow culture.

Her moral compass does exist. It's mostly evil. Her only deal breakers are when you betray her own trust, if you hurt other people she doesn't care.

She used to be in love with Orin, even worshipping her. Ingame. But Orin betrayed her trust so Minthara loathed her from that day on.

Although I have a feeling that she condems needless cruelty, sure, sate your appetite, but don't let it consume you. If you can't seize control over your own urges when it matters, then how are you any different from a frenzied mutt? Control yourself and prove to her you are a sane person and she will stay with you.

Shadowheart

Back in her Sharran days, she admits to torturing and breaking prople. She lied and manipulated do many people to get her way and to serve Shar.

It would be hypocritical of her to judge you on your past, no matter how much darker it is than hers in comparison. Especially a Selunite Shadowheart who would feel like she owes her life to you interference back at the nightsong confrontation.

But a Selunite Shadowheart wouldn't indulge your dark urges, she will only forgive your past. If you still seek bloodlust then either let her help you through it, or both of you can go your separate ways.

That's only after the ending tho, during your travel days, she will turn a blind eye to your gorey displays and chalk it up to the cruel road you've faced. She will give you the benfit of the doubt until the city is saved.

Her parents still had hope in her seeing the truth one day and waking up, so she tries to extend the same courtesy to you for as much as she can.

A Werewolf Shadowheart would fall into the same category if she had ended up a Selunite. Although being a werewolf and all, she will relate to your struggle more than normal Shadowheart ever could. She also has urges that steer her to darker thoughts and desires that she battles everyday, the two of you can get through this together.

Karlach

Now her case is...very speical. Technically, she committed no sins or crimes on her own because she was enslaved during her time fighting in the demon wars. Yet still she killed many, she has never developed an appetite for blood because of it.

She doesn't shy away from killing tho, it's an average everyday thing for her now. She will kill and fight if she had to in order to survive.

But, because she has lived among demons, even got almost close to befriending one, she has seen much worse than anything Durge could've ever done.

Incest and Necrophilia barely scratch the surface of what devils get down to. Let alone the humiliation and truely sickening things they force upon their victims. Karlach bared witness to all of that.

She wants Durge to change, not to end up like these devils. She reassures them that they are better than this, that they have the strength to change and not go down this disgusting road.

She isn't phased by it like Minthara, but unlike Minthara, she never endorsed or participated in the cruelty around her.

I think she'll have a heart to heart with Durge about it. Try to get them to see people as real people with souls and emotions, not just cattle for slaughter.

A single life is very precious, especially to someone like her who was robbed of their own life. She will never forgive Durge for robbing an innocent person out of their life.

But she would definitely freak out over the Gortash relationship thing, because more of personal reasons. You fell in love with that monster as he is? The same man who robbed her of her own heart and betrayed her trust? She would genuinely break down.

Gale

He is a very very speical case.

Gale is naive in a way. Not to infantilise him, but he tends to view the world through rose colored lenses. Part to being human, another part to having lived in the lap of luxury and privilege.

Gale saw the best of what the world had to offer, Gale fell in love with a zealous benevolent goddess who's good alligned, Gale was isolated in one of the richest cities in Faerun with rich scholars for friends.

Gale thought Minthara was just misunderstood when he met her.

He is aware of good and evil, he just has such a distorted view of evil that he never recognises it when it's face to face with him. He forgets that evil people can be charming, beautiful and funny and they might just be his own friends.

In his world view, he is good, therefore anything and everything he interacts with willingly must be good.

He is delusional.

And it doesn't help that life and sheer luck only encouraged his delusions, only soldified his views that bad people can be quelled by ordering everyone a shot at the tavren and that no one truly would wish to harm someone else given the chance right?

He will make endless excuses for Durge's past. So many far-fetched justifications to fit you into the box of good people he keeps in his orbit.

That is, if Durge never confronts him with their present urges to still participate in bloodshed.

Otherwise he will just downplay your confessions of guilt and brush off your unsettling comments. Always going the extra mile to give you all the benfits to the doubt.

Unless you make him face the cold truth reality in the form of a slaughtered grove of innocent people.

Even then, while he particpated, his delusions still make excuses for you, telling him there must be a reason for all of this, he just has to have faith in you.

Ans in the aftermath when it's just him and you, kneedeep in gore at camp. He revolts at the sight of you, sneers and glares into your face. Fully blaming everything on YOU. That YOU must be corrupting him, fully driving his agenda that he is good and will always be good! It's you who is responsible for his own actions.

It's also these delusions of him being a good person that inflate his ego enough to let him persure the crown of Karsus, that makes him think he is beyond the corruption of greed while simultaneously blaming any and all of his actions that he doesn't like onto Durge and saying they must've corrupted him.

He isn't just ignorant, he is choosing to remain ignorant.

Durge can manipulate a power hungry Gale into staying with them even while they openly bathe in the remains of corpses. If they feed into his delusions.

[ar3-y0u-l0st]

Hi. Thank you for this.

So first, do you have any rules or limits on what you can or won't write about regarding nsfw? Also, do you only do x readers or can you do regular oneshots without a reader? And how many requests can I ask for?

I do fics with x reader inserts and usually exclude extreme "kinks" or fetishes that are either:

Unconsensual

Incestral

Pedophilia

Necrophilia

Corprophilia (or any other toilet/vomiting fetish)

All in all, the amount of fics you can request at any given time is however many you want but keep in mind that this project is currently closed due to factors in my personal life. This month and the next few will require me to cut down on the amount that I usually write and for the majority, I won't write at all.

If you need to see any other rules, they'll be linked over here