#forestrambles

[aforestescape]

i mean, yes ghost is scary. but i can’t help thinking about meeting him and laughing. like he’s in his silly mask and staring at you unblinking. like as someone with a little black kitty who stares at me when i’ve got food that’s all i would see. id be laughing to the point of tears. he’s just someone’s wet cat

fuck i love him, he’s so stupid

[forests-creatures]

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We are The Forest Family! We are a a minor DID system that is mainly composed of non-human alters, hence why we have made this blog! This blog is us sharing our non-human experiences, showing info about species we have in the inner-world be have not been able to find in media/history, and learning about fellow non-humans! Though time to time there may be some unrelated posts. Feel free to ask us anything related to any of this, or feel free to share your own experiences/fun facts about your species!! :D

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[aforestescape]

i can’t stick to a script xd. was gonna be the final part to demisexual!simon but it’s more about simon trying to heal. kinda proud of this one ngl :)

content includes mentions of depression and anxiety, mentions of nightmares, panic attacks, mute!simon

part one. part two. part three.

standing in simons living room, waiting on him to open up to you felt like walking along the edge of a canyon. you’d put yourself here. let yourself be easily swayed into loving simon. everytime you looked back it felt inevitable that you’d care so much about him. he deserved it. he deserved to be loved and seen and cherished through softness. it wasn’t hard to tell that’s what kept him so closed off when you had a similar history.

but you’d already started healing by your first meeting. much closer to opening up and feeling safe with a stranger because you knew you had yourself in the end. you were in your own corner if nobody else was and while that hurt you so much as a child now it was a badge of honor. something to show that you grew through hell and the fires that were meant to suffocate only made you immune to the flames.

the same couldn’t be said for him. not yet. he was still wounded by his past, guarded and closed off. keeping ghost at the forefront so he wouldn’t have to show the wounds that still needed to be licked clean. he still spent almost every night staring at his ceiling in the dark, waiting and scared to fall asleep because he knew the nightmares would be reaching for him. he still flinched away from searching hands and love.

he craved it, he knew a part of him did. that little boy who had to be brave and strong. who stood as a crumbling pillar before his father every time he sought to hurt those he cared about. that little boy who deserved softness and affection. who needed to hear that while it’s okay to be strong, he doesn’t need to be all the time. that he could lay down his ailments and let someone else heal him for a little while.

the boy who even when wishing those things knew he had nobody on his side. there was no one to protect him, he had to be the protector.

he was beginning to understand that. after years in therapy, something shifted. something made him a little less afraid of getting better. it’d be poetic and cheesy to say it was you. that his desire to love you the way you deserved is what made him feel like he was capable of healing in the first place. but it was mostly what he saw in the reflection of your eyes.

it was the fact that you were still soft and caring after experiencing just as much brutality as him as a child. that you weren’t afraid to show it but also knew when others didn’t deserve that care. it was him having living proof that someone who still had those nightmares, who still threw up in fear on the hardest days managed to smile because you’d started to like living.

he didn’t have to love it. didn’t need to love himself or the world around him. but he could like things about himself. like his growing affinity for art and diy. not something he’d ever expected to pick up but johnny had showed him his (horrid) crust pants from when he was a teenager and custom patches he still hasn’t sewed to his jacket. he could do that, he’d spent plenty of hours sewing the hardened skull face onto his mask.

painting bones along his gloves to express himself, even in a way that was far more morbid than the world would like. he’d sit at the kitchen table of his flat, shitty lightbulb glowing yellow light as he used the paints you let him borrow. more color, even if it was just reds and greens. painting vines and bones growing from each other onto canvas. feeling a sense of calm he didn’t really think about until hours later when he was staring at the finished piece.

it made his throat close up. tears spilling over his eyes and ragged breathes that he only just managed to squeeze out of his lungs. palming over his chest because his heart ached and rattled with each inhale, exhale. feeling like he needed to claw his own chest out to breath and. and he could understand now. even if it was just a little bit, that that was the point.

when he asked you on one of your late night smokes on your balcony, how you got better. and you told him that you just found things to like about yourself. that you didn’t really realize it until suddenly you weren’t weighed down so much by the years of depression and abuse and loneliness. that you’d remembered that you liked art and you liked music. and you liked your taste in those things and that was pretty cool. and somehow it grew to be enough. just enough to want to breathe for the first time.

that’s what it felt like as he panicked at his kitchen table. trying to remember the skills his doctor told him, taking deep breaths. eyes flickering to count, five colors. so much black in his space. black, grey, red, green…green. he could hear birds outside, chirping incessantly in the morning, just at the edge of his mind. birds, the neighbors moving around, the telly he’d left on, his own breathing, cars out the window.

it took him a little while to settle but it didn’t hurt as much as it normally did. it was like finding you crying on the floor of the bathroom on your birthday. when he moved to crouch down and sign worried questions. and you laughed and smiled and cried about how fucked up life was but here you were, stubborn and unwilling to die anymore. how bullshit it was for you to have not been given a proper chance and yet you did this. you worked through it somehow when you never saw this light. when a year ago you would’ve called bullshit.

he would’ve said it was bullshit a few months ago. but now that uneasy, retched feeling of hope grew along with him. through each day, each time he stared up at the sky and pushed away the voices that echoed back at him. it felt a little easier and that was scary. but he supposed he also didn’t mind.

[aforestescape]

i read a gaz fic a few months back with him on a first date w a fat reader and he fucks them real nasty in the bar??restaurant?? bathroom before they can even rlly get the date going. makes the reader watch every thing he’s doing to them in the mirror

wish i could find it or remember who wrote it😭 they wrote him so nasty i need tht kyle in my bed

[aforestescape]

all of my works can be found here

they tend to be gender neutral and afab but i’ll also write male reader, and trans reader afab or amab

also has posts from my other account which will be listed

marked ⚠︎ for explicit

simon ‘ghost’ riley

demisexual!simon p1. p2. p3. p3.5.

teaser roommate!simon walking in on you masturbating ⚠︎

blurb reader overheats easily

black!reader simon helps you with your wash day

autistic!reader how simon helps you when you need stimulation ⚠︎

older boyfriend simon and younger reader ⚠︎

dating ghost vs dating simon

ramble biting simon's cock when you're cranky ⚠︎

ramble pathetic wet cat

trans!reader stalker/rapist ghost pays you a visit ⚠︎

kidnapper!simon and his content new pet

kidnapper!simon and his grateful pet ⚠︎

johnny ‘soap’ mctavish

what a creep - johnny has cameras in your place ⚠︎

ramble johnny morning text ⚠︎

ramble t4t switch johnny and reader ⚠︎

ramble johnnys a mutt

roommate johnny who’s a bit of a whore

kyle ‘gaz’ garrick

kyle lending a hand while you’re on your period

teaser kyle letting his buddies use his bunny ⚠︎

kyle letting his buddies use his bunny ⚠︎

john ‘bravo six’ price

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konig

pervert!konig using your toy to get off ⚠︎

pervert!konig using his face ⚠︎

nerd!konig fingering you while gaming ⚠︎

pervert!konig and unplanned pregnancy ⚠︎

letting your loser friend use you in your sleep ⚠︎

simon and johnny

adorable. now give them both a boyfriend

prelude to prev where benefits start ⚠︎

collared johnny

marriage of connivence x best friend trope p1.

extras

ramble most likely to avoid serious relationships

ramble monster au ft kate and the boys

my tags are

posts under #aforestescape

rambles under #forestrambles

teasers under #aforestteaser

baldurs gate

halsin

inspo art and an intro to my brain worms

little teaser

[aforestescape]

is now a good time to say how much it throws me that konig doesn’t have a full government name??

obviously he ain’t a main character but for fucks sake can we give this man a last name!! i’ve been reading up on austrian naming customs and names pertaining to certain areas but as a poc i don’t want to do the name injustice. and i don’t want to unknowingly feed into stereotypes since i know jack shit zero about austria rlly.

i saw someone’s name and other headcanons for him a bit ago but i can’t find the post!!! is it lazy of me to just want to use the name someone else has come up with w credit???

[aforestescape]

i’ve only been doing gender neutral readers but likeeee. i’m seeing discourse in other fandoms i enjoy and fuck me if i don’t want to just right a male or even just masc reader🧎🏽

i think cod is a good fandom for male loving queer ppl compared to other fandoms i enjoy or have had to leave for lack of diversity. while there’s obv lots of straight fics or just fem!reader i’ve found so many queer ships. especially since a lot of us ship the characters with each other. even black, fat, disabled reader stories which i love and appreciate so much

and like i’m a trans nonbinary person who likes fem things. so it doesn’t always bother me to read fem!reader. but i’m still masc and fuck if i don’t want to just read or write a boyfriend fic. like a fic where im the bf!!!. i think i owe myself the gender validation/euphoria of that

but do i still make a gender neutral version?? like i’m writing for myself why do i feel the need to cater to more people in fandom when 1. it’s hardly done for marginalized identities (or in this case just male readers) and 2. i get like four likes consistency, this really is just for myself lol

and anyways i found some strictly male reader cod and other fandoms i enjoy writers and it makes me soooo happy and comfy

[aforestescape]

i’m forest [they/him] my works here.

as of right now i’m planning on sharing my fanfics for call of duty, mostly just simon. id like to sprinkle in john, kyle, johnny, and konig as well as i get more comfortable writing them. might also start posting my monster love content.

im new to writing smut so bare with me while i try to get my depraved thoughts out of my head.

this blog is 18+

my requests are open.

this blog may include cnc, dub/non con at times. if you’re anti dark fiction and anti proship this isn’t the space for you

edit: please i need you to know that i don’t update frequently as i like to write when i’m in the mood and what i’m in the mood for. trying to get better by writing out series before i post them because it will likely take me five business months to get back in the mood for a specific fic

some facts about myself:

im a.a., black caribbean. 20 something. chronically ill + autistic. deeply queer (nonbinary, pansexual+asexual, poly) lover of sims 4, stardew, and minecraft. father to a void cat, sevendust.

any bigotry will happily be reported and blocked

credits to @cafekitsune for the lovely banners i'll be using in my post.

this is a side blog. main blog is @forestlikesplants

[aforestescape]

writing something new (a mini series) i’m so excited xx

i’ll finish it before i post it since my track record for finishing series is deplorable. just know it’s a threesome w our favorite boys😚😚

[aforestescape]

ik i don’t have many followers but my birthday is next week

so if you’d like to send me any asks or writing requests yk

this would be a good time👉🏽👈🏽

[aforestescape]

waiting on my beta reader (my friend lol) to read it and then i’ll be dropping a konig fic tonight or tmmrw!! very excited to post it. i had to stop myself from getting carried away when writing it xd

[aforestescape]

guys guys… nobody asked but i’m actually writing something rn… no it’s not any of my current wip or teasers because i’m terrible🤣

i’m 90 ish percent done it so hopefully i don’t forget it exists in my drafts like i tend to do

edit: speaking of i just checked my drafts and you’re never going to believe this lol. anyways new post tmmrw🤣🤣

[aforestescape]

i wanna make my blog like computer, coding, blog aesthetic but i’ve so far had no luck in finding dividers or anything for it

[aforestescape]

well…. i think i’ve realized i can only write smut if it’s gay lol (i mean at least for now??). this came out so much easier than my other attempts

[aforestescape]

i wanna finish my demisexual simon blurbs but i’m torn🧍🏽like i’d love to give it a happy ending but i realistically don’t think it’d happen. or at least it’d take a year more for simon to feel comfortable to finally be in a relationship with the person who holds his heart

that man is so traumatized from his past. which is understandable but like. he’d need time to even begin to process his past and i don’t think he’d want to date the reader until after a certain point

[aforestescape]

the way i was having a dream about ghost, konig, soap, and kyle last night. like deranged, dark dubcon, toe gripping dream, i was literally in the woods and accidentally walked onto their property😃and they ended up kidnapping me😃only to wake up right when shit was going down cause i had to pee😃i’m inconsolable