#kb.txt

[sickstarlight]

after j/o to a vid of my partner/s puking up ramen and soda for like several months now we May be abt to try real time irl kink shit IF our other roomie isn’t coming home soon

[going-berzerk-rp]

TAG DUMP.TXT

#IMPORTANT.PDF : As the name implies, something important.

#ASK.TXT : An ask.

#RP.EXE : Roleplay thread.

#CROSSOVER.EXE : A crossover.

#.PNG : Contains an image

#.GIF : Contains a gif

#MEME.PNG : A joke. A heehoo. A silly, if you will.

#NON-CANON.PDF : Not something that applies to the canon of the blog.

#CANON.PDF : Something that applies to the canon of the blog.

#BERZERK.TXT : It's Berzerk speaking.

#KB.TXT : It's the mod speaking.

#UNKNOWN ANON.TXT : An anon that has not lay claim to any identity put something in asks.

#EDIT.EXE : Reblog of a post because it was updated.

#REBLOG.EXE : A reblog.

#SELF-REBLOG.EXE : A self reblog.

#POST.TXT : An original post.

[serpazcore]

ANYWAY SUPER SORRY FOR MY PUBLIC VENTING YALL

[sickstarlight]

She wakes up feeling much too warm, but at first she thinks it must just be because she's packed in so closely between the men on either side of her, each of them with an arm casually thrown over her somewhere. With a groan, she pushes them both away, giving herself enough room in bed to stretch out her arms and take a few deep breaths.

Shoving the pair of them off of her, though, doesn't make her face feel any less flushed, and only accentuates the clammy feeling all across her arms and the back of her neck. Shit. She doesn't feel well -- really doesn't feel well, not just a momentary discomfort that she might have quickly recovered from but the kind of unwell that might keep her awake for some time before it passes. It's not just the feverish cold sweat breaking out on the back of her neck, either; her heart is racing, and the longer she's awake the more she's aware of a sick, queasy feeling in the pit of her stomach.

The last thing she wants is to wake the others. If she wakes them, they're sure to fuss over her, try to comfort and coddle her until they're practically smothering her, and all she wants right now is to creep off to somewhere private and ride out her misery in peace. But with K.abru on one side of her and La.ios on the other, she can't easily escape without disturbing one of the two. Her best bet, if she doesn't want to attract undue attention, is to stay put.

So she tries, at least for a little while, closes her eyes and tries to fall asleep again. Tries to keep her breathing steady. Tries to swallow back the swelling tide of nausea that keeps creeping up her spine. If she can just wait it out, surely it will pass, and the boys won't be any the wiser that she's unwell at all.

She should be so lucky. The knot in her stomach only grows tighter the longer she lays awake, and before long her mouth is watering, metallic saliva flooding the space under her tongue. Oh, fuck. She's going to be sick.

"K.abru," she hisses, turning her head to look at him on her left. "Ka.bru, wake up."

When he doesn't stir, she rolls over -- a mistake that makes her stomach lurch. She swallows hard against the urge to vomit then and there.

"Wake up, idiot," she says, more loudly, shaking him by the shoulder.

"Nngh," he groans, lifting his head. "Rin? What...?"

"Let me up," she whispers urgently. "I need -- washroom. Now."

"Okay, okay," he grumbles sleepily, and starts to sit up, entirely too slowly. Stupid. Doesn't he realize she means now?

"Hurry," she insists, pushing him aside so she can try to clumsily climb past him.

"Hey," he protests, "what's the matter with --?"

There's no chance to explain herself; her stomach clenches and she tastes acid in the back of her throat. Clapping a hand to her mouth, she staggers to her feet and towards the washroom, about two minutes too late. Halfway there, her stomach convulses again, and a thick stream of sick forces its way up her throat, pushing past her lips and through her fingers to splatter against the floor at her feet.

"R.insha!" Ka.bru calls, suddenly alert, and jumps to his feet.

"Ugh," she groans, holding her hand away from her face. At least she'd made it far enough to reach the stone floor itself -- the cold flagstones are sending a chill up through her bare feet that makes her shiver, but at least she hadn't vomited directly on the carpet.

~to be continued?~

[sickstarlight]

Remembering something that upset and disgusted me so badly that I actually physically threw up from it. But now im a freak who’s kind of into that so my feelings about it are wildly confusing.

[sickstarlight]

thinking about different consistencies of vomit n how they’d look different splattered all down a hot girl’s chest……………

[sickstarlight]

bro having one of the nichest kinks on earth sucks fucking ass 😭 I want my friends to read my fic so fucking bad

[sickstarlight]

i don’t rly Into M That Way myself actually but extrapolating from the caretaker dynamic in six days is. good content. no shade @ shippers ofc it’s just not my personal thing i already got two incredible partners

[sickstarlight]

didn’t expect to find a BUNCH of good dm content while browsing for vids hahaha GUESS WHOS CRWZY HORNY NOW. it’s kabru. it’s me.

[going-berzerk-rp]

Mod, are m!a's allowed?

OH HELL YISS

[going-berzerk-rp]

Heads up after consideration i'm gonna be fixing tags on a LOT of my posts [adding a tag for anons who don't give themselves an identity & also i forgor to give someone in specific a tag] so ill be focused on that for a hot second. ill also be updating the tag dump!

[going-berzerk-rp]

(hey mod, can ppl interact with him physically/give him stuff?

Oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes oh fuck yes please do

[going-berzerk-rp]

MOD INFORMATION.TXT

I am Mod KB, my pronouns I'd like to be used are they/them, and I am a minor.

Please be nice to me, I am naught but very sensitive TBH creature. As stated in rules, don't feel too scared to approach me. I try my best to be approachable!

Also I like cusswords. A lot. This is a warning. As stated as above, don't be afraid to tell me to tone it down, but be warned I'll only be doing it for you.

[going-berzerk-rp]

MUSE INFORMATION.TXT

Name is Berzerk. Formerly Chris Young but he does not associate with that anymore.

Formerly human, but currently is unknown what he is.

Doesn't remember his age.

7'4".

Pronouns are mainly he/him, but after being trapped in the 4th Dimension so long he doesn't really care about gender as a whole anymore.

Polyromantic and asexual.

If you have not seen Berzerk before, go to https://fridaynightfunking.fandom.com/wiki/Berzerk , go to https://gamebanana.com/mods/44644 , or watch https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NBA1W8mgcnk

[going-berzerk-rp]

RULES.TXT

Berzerk is an adult, but mod is a minor. Sex jokes 'n stuff are ok but anything further than that is not allowed, and will probably earn you a block.

Maybe strange, but anything with real biological hearts and heartbeats along with anything about v*m*t is something that personally I would not like to see. Songs are the exception because my brain is a huge dummy. Of course if you forget that is ok, but if you are doing it on purpose I'll probably block too.

For roleplay, something like dragging Berzerk somewhere or other physical interacting with Berzerk is ok, but making them do something like speak or move on their own is something I'd avoid unless i say otherwise for some reason.

If you have any problem with me doing something or don't understand don't be afraid to ask me in dms!

I'd rather you DNI if you: are an exclusionist, pro-map/pedophile, proship, queerphobic in any way [including terfs], racist, an antisemite, and islamphobic

[going-berzerk-rp]

PINNED POST.TXT

[All art/media on this blog was either in the original mod, taken from image sites where images are free for use, or made by the creator of this blog. All credits will be given properly though, and if credit was not given don't feel afraid to tell me I did an oopsie. The profile picture was on the wiki for Berzerk so I assume it is official art.]

RULES.TXT

MUSE INFORMATION.TXT

MOD INFORMATION.TXT

TAG DUMP.TXT

PROMO.PDF