#destructive confessions

[sydney-the-faithful]

Welcome to my blog!

Hello! I'm Sydney, it's a pleasure to meet you :) I started this account mainly to scroll & look around, but it seems to have been passed around school as a "good way to contact me"? Um. With my busy schedule, I don't post as much as I'd like to, but feel free to send a message!

I'm a library assistant & spend most of my time out-of-school either at the temple, or helping my father with his shop. When I'm able to find free time, I like to hear people discuss books and share aesthetic photo posts on here :) It isn't often, but it's a joy nonetheless. You know what they say, "There's no rest for the pious!" ^^

P.S.: (Because I've been getting asks about it...) Please, don't send me messages complaining about your books being overdue. You know the rules, there's really nothing I can do about it unless you want to get the headmaster involved.

Thanks!

Main Tags for Organization: #sydney_speaks — All of my thoughts in one place! ((1st person POV. In-character responses. Sydney replies/makes the posts.)

#sydney_scenarios — ((3rd person POV. Allows scenarios, highlights in-person rp scenes instead of having Sydney solely communicate through Tumblr. Also, gives a more in-depth view of their thoughts/feelings/actions.))

#personal — About me! Deeper, more interpersonal thoughts & feelings.

#recommended to me — Books, poems, songs & other pieces of media that I've been requested to check out :)

#library inquiries — For those too shy to talk to me in person, I suppose.

#+love — ((+Lust?)) Posts that I find endearing <3

#+corruption — A stockpile of suggestive posts that are sorted for later to be discussed in the confessional. ...Or ignored entirely. #destructive confessions — Categorizes my more... depraved anons? Mostly those who want to be harmed/harm me.

#((ooc)) — ((out of character. Thoughts, ramblings, & account updates from yours truly!))

More out-of-character info under the cut! Please read!

This is a roleplay blog run by @macabrecravings! The character I write for is Sydney the Faithful from Degrees of Lewdity. Please DNI if you are under 18!

Mainly, I run this blog as masc Sydney but absolutely feel free to refer to them as any gender w/ any body parts. Doesn't matter much to me, I'm just here to have a silly time writing for them!

Starting off, I intend to portray faithful Sydney, if y'all end up corrupting them that would be really fun to see :P

You can roleplay in any style! Whether that be plainly asking them questions to answer, sending in full fledged scenarios/traditonal roleplay, etc. I'll gladly take them all and reply as best I can!

Some responses may be ooc, but I'll try my best! This is just a random blog anyway, don't take it too seriously. Not trying to overwrite canon here, LOL.

If I'm uncomfortable with a certain ask, I'll most likely just delete or ignore it! So, be free! Send whatever! You'll never know unless you try :D

*OC/In character interactions are open and encouraged!!

(Last edited: April 3th, 2024.)

[artaintfartwarriors]

Sleekwhisker design pls (my apologies if it is already done since my Tumblr search is glitchy).

Oooooh fun! Idk how I haven’t done her yet!

[moonshynecybin]

you had a fantasy au forever ago… how does marc find out vale loves him

i for one. always believe rosquez is just as horny as it is tortured and just as stupid as it is horny. i think it’s this fraught thing where after a LONG saga of trying to keep marc safe and worrying about him (marc is captain of the guard/general!!! it’s his whole job to keep VALE safe but vale thinks about any scenario where marc sacrifices his life to save him and it feels like open HEART SURGERY…) and after trying to ease him into a more bureaucratic role as “advisor” (luca voice comma dryly. pecco already does all that. you are teaching him things a consort knows. you do realize that. it’s important to me that you’ve realized that.) by involving him on strategy and policy he i think. entirely without thinking through the emotional implications wherein. decides marc needs to get married to him. truly the only way he can make marc safe the only way he can physically keep him off the battlefield the only way he can. marriage is a political and transactional enterprise to him and he SHANT fall in love anyways so whatever. get married to marc present his most cogent military mind as unequivocally allied with him and keep marc from killing himself 8000x problem solved. the small ruthless part of him also is like. marc cannot leave me and stage a coup with our neighbors to the west if he is legally bound to me :) forever :)

(i would say they have a break up in this universe because vale is a lil insecure about marc’s ability to rule slash uccio meddlings but. it all brings glory to vale here. it’s all under his banner. that’s part of what he liked about marc to begin with… now if marc came from another noble house?? late stage royal parentage reveal??? then shit would get cwazy)

and he lays this all out to our capricorn moon queen marc marquez who sees the logic here and despite KNOWING it’s a bad idea because he is ass over teakettle in love with vale he ALSO sees this as like. the ultimate way to keep vale safe. he can contribute the same way he does now and he knows he’ll never have all of vale but at least he’ll have SOME of him… be able to produce an heir… so he says yes and vale’s like cool. chill. married as work associates. cool.

it’s all this emotional distancing/repression/denial that plays out into what they THINK is a business transaction until it’s the NIGHT OF. and they have to go in there and consummate their MARRIAGE. and vale lays marc out on their fine silken marriage bed and kisses his scarred arm and asks him if it’s okay and watches the way marc’s eyes squeeze shut when he pushes inside of him and the way he shivers when vale’s presses his mouth to the junction of his shoulder and his neck. the flex of his stomach the splay of his thighs the way he’s looking at vale like he’s something new. something that no one has ever seen before… feeling things no one has ever felt before (marc marquez may very well believe valentino rossi invented the prostate orgasm here) and THATS when vale thinks. uh oh !

[em-allay]

Y’all. Grumbot looks absolutely menacing in Shubbles video.

Like yes, I 100% believe this robot wants to destroy the world

[lovesick-angels-blog]

Did I do something to upset you? I'm sorry. I didn't mean to. Please come back. I miss you. I'm sorry.

[let-me-rot-in-peace]

I need to look fragile enough to be treated well

[kaxtwenty]

Mikazuki loves Atra and Kudelia so much and so purely, but his life as a child soldier has left him so traumatized and emotionally stunted that he doesn’t know what to do with that love most of the time. So he’s just confused by them. Confused by what they see in him, cause he views himself as a weapon first and foremost. Everything else is just a dream he gave up on.

But that moment at the end of episode 44, I think he finally stopped trying to understand it. When confronted with a crying Atra, confessing her unconditional love for Mika and her fear of losing him, he just hugged her. He can’t understand her or Kudelia’s love for him, but he doesn’t want them to cry, so he’ll stop trying to understand and instead try to return that love.

Mika doesn’t know what he can be in a world without fighting, but he knows that they’ll accept him into their lives regardless.

[distilledmelancholies]

Tender Thoughts

Moments full of tenderness

drip by through my fingers

like torrential downpour

that stimulates my senses

but I can never fully grasp:

right there yet so out of reach.

tempting desires;

oh how I want to touch you:

reciprocate everything you’ve gifted me

in the unforgiving passing of time

yet it evaporates in your presence

—I can never seem to get enough.

Mirrored thoughts and perspectives

some sort of paranormal experience

the way our thoughts connect:

growing in parallel planes

—the promise to never converge—

yet I saw you in between all the noise

and pollution of the world

and I still wonder if you’re real

or just another perfect concoction

brought to life by my overactive imagination

And love is scattered

and sprinkled

in thoughts of you

and an endless hunger for more:

more of you

more connection

more touch

because my soul appears to be

sown to yours somehow,

and I cannot recall what life was like

before your bright light

caught the corner of my eye,

and I hope I never have to return

to the realm full of dark matter

where my thoughts and dreams

were aborted before being born

and the only thing that was certain

was the hopelessness

that surrounded my every curve

as it was devoured by nothingness.

Spiraling.

I’m brought back by thoughts of you.

I can only hope that your light lingers.

I can only hope that my eyes never seize to look

for the next glimpse of you.

You spark magic within me.

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[1-8oo-wtfbro]

does anyone else not like when they give house a romantic subplot or romance? Honestly just feels so unsatisfying to me. let this man commit crimes in peace??

[inafieldofdaisies]

Last Line Paragraph Tag | Tagged by @cassietrn and @detectivelokis ❤️

"I-I, I looked at her once. Patty. I know I shouldn't have.", Daniel Wallace said meekly. John raised an eyebrow at the poor excuse, sensing his lie from a mile away, "Now, you sure all you did was look, Daniel?", "Fine. Once. It happened once." "Just once?" Wallace groaned in pain as John pursed his lips and tapped his injured leg, compelling him to grit out, "No." "Well, I'm listening. Details, Daniel. Determining your sin requires details. And, it would be in your best interest to reconsider lying to me." A familiar look of hatred fell over the man's face, "Joseph makes ya listen to our sex stories now? You that desperate? That your only way of gettin' some?" It wasn't Wallace's voice that John heard at that moment or who he imagined was sitting in his chair. No. The frail tone was out of a sudden sounding arrogant, stronger, resembling Hartley's. Before he could stop himself, his hand drove the knife back into his leg, making Daniel release another scream that only worsened the wretched headache further. "Details. I won't repeat myself again." And sure, I don't have better things to do than listen to your pathetic love life, Daniel.

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[theresthesnitch]

good evening good night good morning good day welcome to an episode of snitch’s middle of the night confessions.

So I’ve been wanting to teach myself to draw. I’m absolute shit at it and it’s something I’ve always wanted to do. I spent a while with free apps and a cheap knock off pencil and then upgraded myself to an Apple Pencil and procreate and I’m a real pretend artist now. (I still suck at it, but I’m having fun)

Anyway, saw this thing a while back that said draw the same thing for a month and watch how you improve. I started that, then got away from it for a while, and now I’m back to doing it again. I’m drawing hands, and for the first time, I don’t completely hate what I drew.

It’s not good, but I’m making progress!

[sydney-the-faithful]

I want you to write on my forehead again.. I guess I'll just stop returning the books, just so you can write on me

...What??? That is so strange. Why would you want me to write on you? We've got a system in order for a reason. Please return your books promptly. :/

[beastsovrevelation]

I don't know if this has been said before. But, if it hasn't, I guess I have to do it. Jillian Salvius is like Bilbo Baggins. Only, instead of more and more dwarves barging in through her door, it's more and more nuns.

[unovasrose]

confessions of a champion — 2 / ∞  

“I have so many friends... and not one of them knows that I struggle with my mental health, though that’s entirely on me.” Well, perhaps Hilbert is the only exception at this point since she had accidentally let down her walls in his presence at some point before they’d started dating. Even then, what he witnessed was only the tip of the iceberg. “Acting like I’m okay comes second nature to me now, especially since I try to pretend like everything’s just fine and dandy all the time just so no one worries.”

Honestly, she’s been doing better more often than not these days. It’s a huge improvement from where she was before. However, it’s not always sunshine and roses.

“But sometimes the feeling is suffocating. Sometimes my chest aches desperately and I just start crying for no good reason, and I can’t stop it. Sometimes, I don’t feel like getting out of bed and I have to fabricate some sort of cover story so my Elites don’t grow suspicious or worried about me. Sometimes, I feel so uncomfortable and caged within my own skin that I have to resist the urge to claw at it in an attempt to make the feeling go away.”

When things get too overwhelming, she just sort of… up and disappears without a trace for a week or two. It happens often enough that her Elites no longer question it, as long as she leaves open some sort of avenue for communication in case something serious happens, or if a challenger manages to make it past the four of them. When she comes back, she’s usually fine.

“I know I should probably see a counselor or therapist or something, but doing so would require me to open up to someone about how I’m feeling. I can’t even do so for people I know and trust. How could I ever do that in front of someone else?”

[dragonball-confessions]

I wish there were more slice of life fillers not limited to just the main characters. I would pay money to see all the gods or frieza force do on a very mundane day.

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[let-me-rot-in-peace]

Need to 72 hr fast, but my family eats dinner together 😔