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i know itd be spoiling us a little too much, but-

id love so much if you could just. consenually live with kylar. just like theyve always wanted!

(somno, maybe dubcon?)

spending all day spoiling and being spoiled by them. taking turns bringing eachother breakfast in bed (although to kylar's dismay it's usually you since they have a habit of sleeping in due to staying up so late), bringing home gifts for eachother the few moments you're apart, frequent lazy cuddling, just simple acts of service and intimacy that feel so cozy and sweet. feeding into that overly sweet romanticized domestic life they crave. funny. how no matter how much you satisfy their normal enough sounding domestic fantasy, and even when you two are living in the same space, their creepy, stalkerish, too-close-for-comfort habits remain. candid pictures, keeping pairs of used underwear and discarded belongings, doing who-knows-what while watching your sleeping face, obsessing over any of your bodily fluids... if anything, they've gotten bolder. not that you really mind.

waking up at night to them clung to you tight, nose buried in your hair and their breathing shallow against your ear, feeling their arousal undoubtedly pressed against your thigh, and, if you weren't imagining things in that brief moment of still being in the haze of sleep, rubbing against you, gently but feverishly. whether you think about still feigning sleep, they've already noticed. "sorry...!" they mumble. "i just... need you." there's a pause and you don't protest, which is enough for them to pull you closer again, their sigh tickling your skin. they slip a hand under your shirt and start to kiss you. it takes their soft whimpers against your lips to notice they've started grinding their crotch against your thigh like a dog in heat again, whether they've even realized it or not.

even though you've been living together, they're still so needy. but it's no trouble to you to satisfy them.

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(more dubcon)

last post got me thinking about whitney and i just. cant get over how they push your head down when youre giving them oral.

my favorite nsfw whitney scene is when they hump your face under the desk while in leightons office. hand against the back of your head, forcing your face into their crotch. the better they feel, the tighter they push your lips into their sex. grinding against you hard, a toothy smirk hard to keep off their face. they don't give a shit anymore if leighton knows what they're doing, if the panting is anything to go by. you can't look up, but the noises put a vivid image in your head of whitney throwing their head back in bliss. they suddenly get a bit rougher, and you know they're close. a groan of ecstasy leaves their throat as they cum all over your face, keeping you pressed tight against them and making sure you can't pull away until you take it all. "y-yes...! fuck yes..." you're sure their brain isn't even in the state to focus on leighton's words if they were trying in the first place.

once you can breathe again, you're met with a shit eating grin and a very quick escort out of the headteacher's office.

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(dubcon or noncon idk)

domming soft fanon whitney? no no no. beating canon whitney into submission until they either cant fight back or are too scared to and THEN domming them.

idk if itd be hotter watching their mortified face contort with unavoidable pleasure or if they just went speechless in pure shock

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corrupt!sydney being in a lovey-dovey mood for the day and it quickly leading to them spoiling you and making you cum over and over again... you're so dazed that you don't even notice the half-sweatsmeared tally lovingly written on your thigh keeping count of how many times they've made you cum until they can't hold back anymore and climb on top of you.

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obligatory dol voice hc post with all named npcs except ones im not very confident on

(some of these will be a little vague, so my bad. will be embarrassed about how obvious my preference for high/light voices will be too lmao)

robin: noticably... soft. like, rarely gets much louder than normal talking voice too. i picture f!robin having an almost whispery quality to her voice in a subtle relaxing kind of way.

whitney: bastard (gn) edgelord energy through and through. f!whitney's voice is low and m!whitney's voice has an almost forced-sounding constant growl to it.

eden: might be the only one besides bailey that i picture to have such a deep voice tbh. not very expressive, but can get very growly in bed sometimes and you will get a bit of a rise out of them if you catch them off guard or make them smile.

kylar: f!kylar's voice is kind of light and m!kylar's voice is VERY light. someone mentioned kylar slightly trying to sound like an anime character with their voice and i wholeheartedly agree lmao. their voice gets very quivery at times under stress rather than much louder until they reach a breaking point. the only thing that is able to make them significantly loud on no special occasion outside of mental breakdowns is.................. well.

sydney: tired sounding, but strangely calming. i picture m!syd with a kind of androgynous voice and f! with a slightly more cheerful airy sounding voice. really doesn't change from pure to corrupt, corrupt may have a habit of slipping into a bit more vocal fry maybe but it's barely noticable.

avery: standard middle aged person voice, m!avery sounding a bit older maybe. laughing a lot and usually sounding like they have a grin on their face, with a hint of hollow fakeness.

great hawk: not actual bird in my playthroughs so they sound like just a weird human that squawks every now and then lol. mid-range with a pleasant and smooth voice, and when they get excited their voice raises but they sometimes sound weirdly neutral, as if their instincts don't always trigger them to emote like a human would.

alex: mid-low with the expected southern drawl. will get a bit on the louder side sometimes without realizing it. how much this has to do with my adhd hc for them im unsure.

bailey: very low and deep. will get suddenly very loud when they snap. not a hint of a smile in their voice outside of when they're teasing someone or saying something particularly dark.

harper: usually high-ish and interested sounding, like they're trying to bring your mood up or get you out of your shell by listening to them, if that makes sense. very relaxed sounding though, has a calming effect. gets a bit breathy sounding when something gets them particularly flustered/horny, and anything past that that gets their facade to slip makes their voice quiver. when the mask is completely off and they're being a full on creep there are rare moments where their voice will drop very low for a moment, sometimes mid sentence. honestly a little scary.

jordan: very airy and pretty. a bit awkward-sounding in tone sometimes though. it seems like they don't get out much.

briar: also bastard energy. a bit of a husky voice, but still too attractive-sounding for how scummy they are.

leighton: not sure what to say tbh. just an occasionally sleazy sounding older person. i know theres a lot of old man fuckers but nothing quite stands out to me about leighton.

sirris: maybe it's because theyre the only one known to be an actual parent but mid-range with dorky dad/mom energy. very friendly sounding!

doren: low and kinda deep. strikes me as being a little brief and quiet in one on one interactions outside of teaching.

mason: a strong voice, especially when teaching. really has that hustle motivation kind of vibe.

morgan: mid-high register and constantly shaky, maybe a little hoarse at times. growly when they're pissed off.

niki: mid range, fast talking and a little cold sounding but unintentionally.

remy: low and projected loud a good amount of the time, like they're reading off orders.

wren: mid-deep and a bit raspy. noticable when you can hear a smirk on their lips.

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kylar watching you do your makeup on a hidden cam in your house and trying their best to follow it on their sex doll like a makeup tutorial

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dubcon?

whitney on top of you with their thighs tight against the sides of your head, pressing you into the mattress. ever since they started fucking your face like this they've craved seeing this again, looking down at you while they make a mess of your pretty lips. they chuckle through labored breaths at you meekly tapping against their leg in hopes that they'll let you breathe. how cute. in fact, it's just turning them on more. they speed up and end up pushing themself over the edge, your face a sure mess of fluids if it wasn't already before. after riding out their orgasm they look down, savoring the sight of you under them one last time and teasing your poor, tired visage by bouncing their weight on you against the mattress a little.

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YOU! YOU'RE BACK! (you probably don't remember me we only talked, like, once, but hello xjbx)

ANYWAY UM UH what about a reader/PC seducing* Harper and getting more than what they asked for

* (could be intentional or could be Harper going "they are CLEARLY looking at me like that because they want something, yeah?")

(I REMEMBER YOU YOUR BLOG IS ONE OF MY FAVS TO LURK ON

leaning somewhat into the second option bc i love the contrast of manipulative freaks being equally delusional <3

gn!reader, gn!harper, dub/noncon)

"So, how have you been feeling?"

A newfound hesitance replaces your usual quickness to answer. You watch the bright eyes in front of you shift, possibly noticing a dullness in them that you hadn't before. Before you can wonder if it's your mind playing tricks on you, you clear your throat and smile.

"Good...! Been doing a little better lately..."

The doctor smiles back at you, clasping their hands together. "I'm glad! I assume you've been doing those techniques I gave you last week?"

You nod, trying to let the rumors swimming in your head fade to just the back of your mind as you automatically respond to their questions.

You had been seeing Dr. Harper on Fridays for a good few weeks now. Up until recently, you had been perfectly comfortable. It was nice having someone to talk to, even if they were just doing their job. You have absolutely no memory of anything bad happening in any of your sessions. It was only when you had mentioned your recent help to Sydney and saw their skin bristle and received a vague warning in response that you started to worry. Mickey remarking on the doctor's "problems" not long after definitely didn't help. You knew how dangerous this town could be, and you definitely didn't want to be on the bad side of anyone holding your physical well being above your head.

"And that recent spat with that person at your school that you told me about last week? How did that go?"

"Ah, well... they put out a cigarette on me yesterday, so I kind of feel like it's a lost cause..."

If you just... suck up to them it should be fine, right? They seem at least somewhat reasonable. Bat your eyes at them and butter them up a little, and you should be airtight.

Their eyebrows furrow in concern. "Can I see the wound?"

You nod, hesitantly unbuttoning the top of your shirt to give easier access to the burn on your collarbone.

"A few more, please? I'm going to wipe it down and apply some vitamin E gel so that it heals a bit better, I need a little more space."

You oblige, trying not to look bothered, the collar of your shirt now draping over your shoulder. They get to work on gently cleaning your wound. You choose your next words carefully.

"Hey, Dr. Harper..." You don't realize how close they are until you feel the heat of your own breath coming back onto you when you speak.

"Hm?"

"Thanks for everything. Really. I've been doing a lot better lately, and I couldn't have got here without you."

A smile crosses their lips and they hum in contentment. "You're very sweet."

"I appreciate it a lot. At this point, I don't know what I'd do without you..."

You wince a little as that last part comes out, worried you'd be pushing things. You see the look in their eyes change and you freeze. They turn their formerly fixed gaze to your face. It looks almost like it flipped some sort of switch in them.

"I'm very glad to hear that."

You flinch from the feeling of the cold gel on your skin.

"You know, just between us... You're my favorite patient."

You double take.

"A-Am I really?" You feign a smile at their strange remark.

They light up at your reaction. "Yes, really. I'm happy that the feeling's mutual."

Wait... what?

You stiffen a bit, unsure what to say. You notice that their hand is ghosting further and further from the blistering as they touch your skin. And did another button come loose?

"That said, you can come to me for anything. When you're hurt, when you're anxious, when you're upset, when you're... flustered..."

They've gotten closer. The faint hospital smell on their clothes mixed with a slight unplaceable scent feels near suffocating now. When you feel their fingers twitch a bit you notice their hands haven't left your skin.

Ah. So this is what they meant. Not the Bailey kind of scary. Something entirely different.

They hesitate for a second, but waste no time in pressing their lips against yours, pulling you into them and quickly darting their tongue out, trying to force it in. You suddenly feel smothered at the feeling of what control you had being pulled out from under you.

"Dr. Harper-...!"

They pull back, shuddering at the sound of their name on your lips before putting a hand between your legs, a heavy heat of their own pressing against your thigh, grinding softly.

"If I knew I could do this while you were lucid, I would've a long time ago..." They give a breathless giggle like it was some sort of joke, looking straight at you but showing no recognition of the horror on your face.

The look softens as you start to squirm at their touch, watching their eyes flick to your lips again when a gasp slips out. They lean in again, peppering soft, closed-mouth kisses against your lips like they weren't slipping their fingers beneath your clothes to try to get you off at the same time.

"Shhh, I need you to stay quiet for me... Don't worry, when I make sure we have some time all to ourselves soon you can be as loud as you want..." They coo at you almost like they're consoling a child.

The pleasure-induced haze in your brain keeps you from dwelling on what they mean as they keep teasing you, playing with one of your nipples through your open shirt and closely watching your reactions as they pant and moan against your ear. Unable to stop from eventually reaching your peak, you writhe against them helplessly, unconsciously bucking into their hand. A shaky gasp escapes their throat and you notice a warm, wet patch had grown on the fabric against your thigh. Your stomach turns a bit.

They lock their lips with yours again, breathing heavy through their nose, only pulling away when it starts to slow. They stare at you in what looks like a strange sort of... adoration? As they bring their fingers to their lips, slowly dragging their tongue through the mess you made. Their glazed over, half lidded eyes widen a bit when they look at the clock. "Ah- I didn't even notice the time."

They walk back to their desk, nonchalantly sitting back down, rifling through their papers before pulling a pen out. The second you get the chance, you walk out on shaky legs without saying a word.

"Client exhibiting potentially self-endangering behavior. Institutionalize at next availability."

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harper? i hardly even know her

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sirris is a good person. probably the best moral compass among the teachers besides doren.

so can you imagine how pent up theyd be by the time youd allude to reciprocating how they feel about you? ever notice how they dont bat an eye when anyone else in the class is full nude but when its you theyre blushing like a schoolgirl?

theyd probably be almost too much once theyre finally able to fuck you. their mouth latched to yours kissing you so deep you can barely breathe, hands rushing to get your clothes off of you. theyre babbling dirty talk into your ear by the second time theyve gotten you to cum. unless youre worn out, theyre definitely not done.

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(m!degrees of brutality!harper, gn!reader, needles, dub/noncon, yandere, straight up evisceration and organ fucking im so sorry)

That day, for sure, he would do it. It had all just been too much.

There you were again, walking up to the front desk, asking to donate more blood. Probably taking the best care of yourself you could in your limited circumstances to not be too weak to get home after the amount of blood you'd need to give. Relying on him.

You were all he could think of since you last came in. His little fixation on you had definitely been growing. Afterimages of you would plague his mind while he works. Of you fidgeting in the chair a bit, the anticipation never failing to make you anxious. Of your face tightening a little as the needle nears your skin. Of the slight changes he'd notice when your body started to weaken. The desperation in your voice when you'd agree to giving more. There being enough of your blood slowly flowing in to almost fill up the bag...

He of course, smiles and obliges your request, subtly gulping down the saliva that had started to pool on his tongue. He starts to walk down the dingy halls. It's almost as if his legs are moving on their own when he passes all the functional offices. He imagines the growing confusion on your face the longer you walk.

"The usual rooms are under renovation right now... We have to use the older ones a little further back."

He doesn't look back as he muses on about how they haven't been maintained the best since they were last used, eyes focused on the doors towards the end of the hall. Your eyes widen at the sight of old blood still on the operating table right when he lets you in. He watches the disorientation and panic setting into your face as he pulls out the syringe. Why is that what you're focusing on when he's telling you that he loves you? How close he wants to be with you? How badly he wants to see every part of you? How silly of you.

What happens next after you drift off is a blur up until he's strapping you to the table and dosing you with muscle relaxant. When your eyes flutter open, he smiles, softly kissing you and savoring the taste of your lips before pulling away. The scalpel shakes slightly in his hands as he takes it from cart. He's trying to stay steady, he swears, but his excitement is getting the better of him. All you can do is weakly dart your eyes around as he idly talks to you to fill up the cold silence in the air, but it's okay. He doesn't need a response. Although it's a shame he can't see your unfiltered reaction when he slides the scalpel through your beautiful bare chest. He almost has to hold back a noise at the sight when he pulls the incision open. His trembling, gloved hands reach out and he pushes his fingers around the glistening red in the cavity of your chest. A few spots twitch at the intrusion and there's already a needy twitching between his legs as he tells you how good you're doing and how well you're taking it despite how the mind-numbing pain is starting to make you black out. How can you blame him when he gets carried away and your adorable intestines are messily halfway pulled out of your abdomen? His breath starts to pick up in a slow, heavy pant and he drags his fingers over the warm, wet entrails. His brain is in a haze now as he unbuttons his pants, fumbling a bit as his hands slip a few times from the blood coating his fingertips. The next thing he knows his bare erection is wrapped tight by his hand at the base and drooling onto the red mass below him. His lips are parted and he slowly rubs his length up and down, lewd noises sounding from his blood-slicked gloves against his skin. His tip gently prods at your soft innards as his hips unconsciously drew closer and a whine leaves his throat. That was all it took for him to clamber on top of the table, straddling your exposed viscera and enveloping his cock in it, sighing in desperation. He shakily grips your shoulders, pulling himself close to you and breathing hot against your neck as he humps against you, broken moans punctuating each thrust. The slick noises continue for a few minutes before quickly coming to a stop as he holds you tightly, hips jerking raggedly against your torso and coating your innards in a milky white. He shudders against you, breathing heavily and looking down at your ruined body. He notes that he'd need to get the semen cleaned out if he didn't want you getting infected. He sits there for a moment pondering before realizing that he hasn't gotten any softer.

He had a lot of work to do either way. A little longer shouldn't hurt too much.

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Harper going thru his emo phase when

true.......

nah but like imagine it being like them getting bored of the gaslighting over time and just becoming more and more depraved to get their kicks and they visibly change as a person until they become their dob self

almost like how people associate black hair sydney with them getting corrupted

is this anything

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dub/noncon

situation where m! kylar, c!sydney and whitney are aware that youre dating(?) all of them and want to get off to you but you dont want them to touch you, so instead they settle for jacking off to the sight of you.

hastily shoved into the school bathroom while the three of them unbutton their pants. sydney licking his lips and talking about all the things he'd want to do to you as he gets off to your flustered expression. kylar pulling your underwear down to keep his eyes fixed on your hole, imagining the tightness of his hand as it and muffling a loud moan when he imagines he's buried to the hilt inside you while he cums. whitney pushing you, bringing his sex closer and closer to your face, giving a breathy smirk at your recoil as he ignores your agreement and cums on your lips.

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i feel like sydney, kylar, and whitney would fight over you during their bathroom escapades...

like whitney decides theyre going to look at your pussy now and shoves kylar over while sydney watches in horror-- and then kylar pulls out his knife.

but they probably get along for PC's sake anywaysss

(referring to this)

yeah no kylar would already have to trust you a LOT to even let this slide in the first place.

kylar just starts borderline shrieking bc the second whitney pushes him over he thinks hes gonna fuck you, whitney feeds into it bc he thinks his reaction is funny, sydney is. just sitting there vaguely uncomfortable but used to the two of them enough to not really bat an eye even when kylar pulls the knife out

im sure if you got their attention back on you somehow itd calm them down though :)

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thinking about how Harper loves making the pc (and possibly others) into happy little unaware patients that are subconsciously sluts since all of his pills and treatments decrease awareness and increase control but then there's obviously everything else he has people do under hypnosis

So just imagining him doing all the fucked up stuff he does and erasing your memory afterwards like normal but eventually when you come to therapy you start telling him about these weird dreams you're having about a mysterious figure doing things you don't understand to you and he realizes you're just having dreams about all the shit he does when you're hypnotized and so then it becomes VERY important for you to tell him about these dreams in as much detail as possible with your cute little confused innocent face that doesn't know what any of it means while he's absolutely cranking it under his desk

"A-And how did it feel to you? Be as thorough as possible..."

"It... gave me a weird feeling in my stomach. And my body felt really hot-... Dr. Harper? Are you okay?"

"Hm? I'm fine, keep going..."

"But your face is all flushed and your breathing is kinda... A-And you're shaking! Your arm especially-"

"Do the dreams make you feel uncomfortable at all?"

You pause for a moment, despite your concern.

"They... didn't at first, not even a little bit. But now something feels a little weird about them. I can't really put my finger on why."

He hums in feigned thought at your response. He was trying not to let his eyes linger on your face for too long, but god, you were so cute like this.

"Maybe your treatment wasn't the most effective. I believe some exposure therapy might help... We can start today. One moment."

You look at him expectantly, nodding in acknowledgement. His cheeks start to flush a little again.

"Now I want you to watch what I'm doing... and not look away. Get close and take in every detail..."

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what are your personal headcannons for high jealousy kylar?? :>

(i saw that he was one of your favs and had to ask hehehehehe)

cw kylar being kylar, dub/noncon, self harm, somnophilia, gross

• pretty generic but everything they give you has a part of them in it. usually cum or blood, but on occasion things like hair, fingernails, saliva, etc.

• in subtle painfully obvious ways they try to mimic whoever you are giving your attention to over them so that youll like them more. noticing robin has a specific phrase that they tend to repeat and practicing it in the mirror, trying to match their exact tone and cadence. forcing themself to smoke just enough cigarettes to get the smell on their clothes so their scent triggers the same response in you as when youre with whitney. "hey pc, i tried to put my hair in a ponytail today... you know, just to try something different... do you think it's pretty?"

• that knife situation when they first become a li? yeah, expect a lot more of that. they try to stop and settle for just being really mean or something instead of knife threats when they realize that getting sent to the office or getting sent home often means they cant see whoever's trying to get into your pants for the rest of the day, but its 90% impulse.

• when they have sex with you they lean into marking you with their cum. almost overstimulates themself trying to make sure their smell is on you. shoots a load into/stuffs themself with your underwear when they get the chance so you have to walk around with the feeling of their slick against you all day.

• on that note, overstimulates you too. deep down they feel a little guilty for pretending they dont hear you when you tell them to slow down or that its too much. a relieved grin tugs at their lips when they make you feel so good that you cant speak well enough to protest anymore. youll look back on this happily soon, theyre sure. that they pleasured you so much more than anyone else would bother to.

• hickeys EVERYWHERE thats the easiest way for them get their fix of claiming you without ACTUALLY hurting you (although that can be compromised just a little if theyre pushed over the edge).

• deeper eyebags from how often theyre just. in hysterics. sobbing

• gets a fixation on carving your name into themself. subtly tries to get you to see it, partially so youll see how devoted they are.

• tries to put a little more effort into their appearance. maybe putting on a little makeup, wearing more accessories... unless you dont like that of course. you like it, right?

• if they get desperate enough the night visits dont stop at them just cumming on your face. every now and then theyll get brave enough to give you oral or lightly hump against your sleeping body.

• their collection of things they pick up after you gets a little insane. if they cant have you, anything that has you on it will have to do. at least you cant take that away from them.

• lots of praise when you do give them affection or feed into them being possessive. may even spoil you to the best of their ability.

• half the time theyre a lot less receptive to when you reject them. like sometimes instead of crying they just blankly smile at you because since your actual answer would be just enough to send them into a breakdown at that moment, the you in their head answered them with just what they wanted to hear.

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Kylar spoiling reader for encouraging their possessiveness is so real-- they most definitely steal them jewellery and other expensive items-- you ask Kylar 'how did you get these!!!' and Kylar is like 'secret :).'

kylar very obviously stealing shit is always the funniest thing to me lmao

oh you noticed the tampered security tag on the new sweater they gave you. shit they forgot to get rid of that. uh. they wont do it again? (they probably will and just try to be more careful about it unless you scold them for it)