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@burstinn
So like here's information about my everything before I go back and do my shit
I will come back here and keep on editing shit if I forget or remember some stuff
Wait are you really gonna delete the account on January 1st?
Lowkenuinely,
I'm more disappointed in myself for promising to push out stories only to break it and not do it
It's embarrassing, actually
I ask people questions on what I should write, if they want something only to not deliver
Like yeah, y'all actually are way too good for this, there are better writers than me anyway like who actually deliver on what they promise and set up lowkirkenuinely
I mean I wont delete this account whahaha, I want to but I wont
Do you still write ? I love all your old work and I’ve read a lot of it :3 Even if you don’t write please don’t archive or delete your page, it’s too goated 🙏🙏🧎🧎
Id never delete this account, the only way I probably would never get this is maybe I get scammed or like I log out and forget the pass word
I lied I'm actually gonna delete everything on January 1, 2026 12:00 am sharp
Okay I lied this isn't the last question If you guys are interested like
Since I mentioned I started playing Visual Novels now.
And I really REALLY got into the freak circus
Would my gang want me to write for the freak circus, Male, ftm, gn.... 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹
I realized there's not much purely male stuff in the tfc fandom
I'm also learning how to draw the tfc characters purely for my own enjoyment
THE FREAK CIRCUS YAOI
yes
no
yes finish your other stuff first
no finish your other stuff first
OK OK LASSST QUESTION (I think) FOR NOW
Ive been wondering if people prefer me writing stories(one shot, short stories, long) orrr they prefer the headcanons
It doesn't change anything on how or what I'll write tho, I'm just wondering
I'm tempted to tag creepypasta x male reader and dbd but I haven't wrote anything for creepypasta and dbd unfortunately. BUT THERE IS SOME CURRENTLY IN THE WORKS I just need to find some motivation
What do you prefer from my writing
Stories
Headcanons
hey, so sorry if this sounds weird, i sincerely apologize if so!!
i just read your post about jai/cai and finally kicking it, very happy for you and proud btw!!
im at a spot where i am addicted currently but i hate it. on top of all the plagiarism and water stealing, my night was terrible tonight specifically bc of jai and i hated myself over it.
im not trying to vent in a stranger's ask box without permission, sorry for that. all of that is to say; thank you for posting that, it gave me a very much needed hope about being able to quit myself, especially after tonight. genuinely helped me quite a bit! even just reading a short post about it, that wasnt riddled with things written to guilt people who are addicted to those sites, helped me see a light (as cliche as that sounds lol)
anyways, im sorry if this is weird, genuinely, but i wanted to thank you and my sleep deprivation said this was a good idea...
hope youre doing good and that your day/evening/night is going well!! happy holidays and happy writing!!
Yo I don't mind this actually I don't think it's weird at all. To comment on a post you relate too or like, I think it's nice when people are brave enough to share your thoughts like this!
Jai and Cai always targets people yknow like us..?? Idk how to word it. And I think thats also the reason why I try to stop. Ai sites like these like to target certain people. I forgot who but.
Anyways again, it's good to see people wanting to stop using these sites. Dont beat yourself up over it, So if you guys want to know how I stopped, and how I try not to go back.
I just got busy with life other than real life stuff, I thought about what to write, I played games, I draw, I watch YouTube,I listen to music and daydream I play dating games now too whahahahaahha.
Maybe the first step is to try and just close the app first and try something you like to do in your free time other than chatting up bots.
But if it's a big step for you, admitting to having an addiction to these sites and wanting to stop is already an amazing step to try and stop your addiction.
I've been thinking about stuff and idk if I'll actually write or not but yknoow
Weeeee
If you want another fandom put in the req box or comments bbblll
What should I write
Call of duty
Creepypasta
Dead By Daylight
Maybe making this poll a week long was a bad idea
I've been thinking about stuff and idk if I'll actually write or not but yknoow
Weeeee
If you want another fandom put in the req box or comments bbblll
What should I write
Call of duty
Creepypasta
Dead By Daylight
Just a small confession..
I used to have an addiction to character ai and Janitor ai,
and I recently tried to stop because other than it obviously being bad for my health and mental health, I'm scared it's actively killing people yknow with the ai sites and whatever these ai sites use and all. Even the fact that I say I hate ai but I then go and use character/janitor ai, yeah.
I decided to try and stop and Another thing about the ai, I think its also the reason I stopped writing because why did I need to write my ideas when I could roleplay it.
I hope I can actually get back to writing because I used to love writing whatever situation or whatever fantasy is in my head. My only problem really is how lazy I am it's not funny and even in my old stuff I kept saying I was procrastinating, I still am and one day I hope I fix that too whahaha.
Anyways back to topic,
If you have an addiction to these apps too I strongly encourage you to stop using it if you can, find another outlet like writing, drawing, talking about it to someone you trust and roleplaying with real people if you're extroverted enough.
Blab blab blab, I just needed to get this ouut
Thank you for reading my blab session
When you gonna write more shit you stupid ho
Damn okayy I just came back and you treating me like this
I hate people like you brah
Entitled ash somebody report this guy bro he's such a weirdooo 💔💔💔🤕🤕
hey, i just readed some of your "cod with male reader" posts and i fell in LOVE with them!! Can i request something. A big buff male reader plus great at his job and brave too or thats what they thought. One mid night reader wakes them up and basically say "there is a gigantic croach at my room, please kill it...' how would cod man react. İts okay if you dont want to do this! if you do please ignore this!
Youre big and strong yeah
BUT YOU IS SCARED OF BUGS WOOOHH AHHH AHHH WOOOAAAHB
Men mentioned
-Ghost, Soap, Price, Gaz, Roach
Do you still write ? I love all your old work and I’ve read a lot of it :3 Even if you don’t write please don’t archive or delete your page, it’s too goated 🙏🙏🧎🧎
Id never delete this account, the only way I probably would never get this is maybe I get scammed or like I log out and forget the pass word
Not sure if you’ll ever come back… but I’m kissing you sloppy for all your male reader writing… /p thanks for your service heh…
Ohhh I'll come back...
Maybe 💔💔✌✌
Love Like Yours
Ticci Toby x Male! Reader
TW: stalking, sh mention, suicidal thoughts, the f slur, kidnapping, slightly nsfw
The bong bubbled to life as you lit the bowl and sucked hard, inhaling the smoke. You loved hitting your bong, it reminded you of him. At this point everything did and it had been years since the day he disappeared. No matter what you did Toby was on your mind every day for all those years. At first you thought it was just your teen brain being overly hormonal but then days turned to months and months turned to years. Now here you were, twenty nine years old with nothing to show except for a lot of weed and some self harm scars. You wondered how Toby would be doing if he was still around, would the two of you still talk? Of course you would, the two of you were inseparable. You and Toby had originally bonded because of your mental health struggles. You were thirteen when the two of you met and you fell hard. The following years were the best of your life until you were seventeen, that was when your world crumbled.
The entire Rogers family died and Toby disappeared leaving you spiraling, borderline suicidal at the realization that Toby was likely gone. The first thing your father said to you was "Maybe now you'll stop hanging out with trouble and focus on your studies." You were PISSED, you might have even socked your dad in the jaw without thinking it through completely. Your father wasn't great and he never understood you, especially not your feelings towards the Rogers kid. Your mom had always rooted for you and Toby's friendship unfortunately she passed when you turned fifteen. Just thinking about it was bringing tears to your eyes, or maybe it was holding in the smoke. Finally you blow it out as you turn to look out at the night sky with a longing in your chest. "I hope you're still alive out there Toby because every year gets a little more difficult without you." Your words hung in the night air, it wrapped around them cold and crisp. All the while two glinting eyes pierced through the dark night right at your melancholic form. His heart fluttered in his chest as he watched you take one last hit off of your bong, imagining you were passing it to him. His neck twitched at an odd angle before he readjusted in his spot in the tree near your apartment building.
Toby watched you every night for the last four years at a great distance, it wasn't by choice though. Slenderman had kept him from accessing the people in the world around him for so very long. Tim often told Toby it was for the best, keeping things distant is what's important for their lifestyle. Brian would often tell him Tim was overdramatic but in the grand scheme of things "knows what's best." But Toby was tired of living like that for so long and tonight everything was going to change. Because after twelve long years he felt the mental grip from Slenderman loosen up enough that he could get near you without collapsing or having violent seizures. Toby constantly tested the boundaries that were in place even though he knew better. Every once and awhile he'd try scaling the side of your apartment building to get to the floor you were staying on before falling off. Not by his own fault, he was fantastic at scaling buildings and things of that nature. It was one of his favorite parts of his life as a proxy, just not when his asshole boss made him come crashing off the side of yours. Over the years he had been able to get closer and closer to you without you even realizing it. Usually he'd just watch you do normal every day things, pretending he was right next to you. Mundane things like picking out fruit from the grocery store he'd even think of what he'd say to you. "Orange you glad these oranges are on sale?" Toby would have said to you and you would have given him a gently slap in the chest. Instead he watched you knowing you must have been miserable without him. Sure it was mostly his own delusions talking, but he wasn't actually wrong that you missed him. Toby just missed you more than you could ever truly realize.
Tonight Toby was going to try touching you, he had almost done it the other night when he snuck into your room to watch you sleep. It was one of his favorite things to do, watching your sleeping form as you drooled onto the pillow beneath your head. His hand stretched out to push hair from your face before he quickly pulled his arm back, he was covered in dirt and blood. He'd be lucky if he hadn't tracked anything noticeable into your apartment that night. But tonight was different, firstly he was clean and second he didn't have all his proxy gear, though he definitely felt naked without his mouth guard. Toby felt his neck twitch again as he nervously approached the side of your complex. Soon enough he was quickly scaling it all the way to your balcony, pulling himself over the railing he quietly opened the sliding glass door. Everything was perfectly practiced after all these years of trying to spend time with you. All of the times he had tried to touch you or pretended he was talking to you was leading up to this moment. It had to be perfect after all of these years.
Toby could feel his breath catch in his throat as he neared your bedroom door. As he put his ear to the door he could hear music playing softly, it was TOOL, he had showed them to you when you two first met all those years ago. Slowly Toby pushed open the door to your bedroom his eyes darting around trying to find where you were at. Finally he saw you on your bed, facing away from the door with a box full of trinkets, drawings and random things given to you by him. You treasured each and every one of these items that you received from him, even that pencil he let you have because you forgot your pencil case. The thing was nothing more than a nub now but after the accident you just couldn't throw it out. As you sifted through the box of varying trinkets, photos and notes you were completely oblivious to the man slowly approaching.
Toby couldn't stop his heart from practically beating out of his chest as he finally stood right behind you. Hands shaking as he reached out, he finally covered your eyes with his scarred hands. You instantly begin shrieking and try to turn around to look at whoever has broken into your apartment. However Toby's quicker than you are and his arms quickly wrap around you preventing you from turning around. Toby's neck twitches again, cracking loudly and causing you to yelp out in fear. You were so cute when you were scared, he was going to have to scare you more often. "Guess w-who (n/n)" As soon as the words left his mouth you stopped struggling, only one person ever called you that. "Toby...?" You ask, voice breaking. "In the flesh!" His voice cracks as he is overwhelmed with anxiety, some of it showing as a few of his verbal tics quickly follow.
In an instant you're turned around with your mouth pressed to Toby's in desperation. Your hands gripping onto his hoodie because you were terrified this was another dream and he'd disappear. But no, it was real and you were kissing Toby right now. You try to pull away but his lips quickly follow yours his tongue pushing against your lips hungrily. You gently open your mouth as he shoves his tongue into your mouth exploring every inch voraciously. His nails now digging into your thighs as your boxers do very little to make a barrier from them. When the two of you separate Toby lifts you off of the bed then turns and sits down on your bed. His hands quickly reaching for the waistband of your underwear leaving you to panic a little. "Toby slow down!" Your voice comes out in a half laugh. "What's wrong? I-I'm n-not small I c-can show you-" His voice showing clear distress. "No Toby it's just that we have like a lot to talk about." You say, voice gentle but firm making sure he knew you were serious. His head rolls on his neck before he stares at you with a confused expression. "O-ok....yeah um okay." He says softly, clearly unsure of what was going on.
You stand up, unable to seriously have a conversation with him while sitting on his very obvious boner. Sitting down on the bed next to Toby you reach out and grab his hand. You sigh and look at his twitching form drinking it in for the first time in a long time. "Where have you been Toby?" Your tone is melancholic as you rub the scarred skin of his rough hands. The silence proceeded to stretch on for what seemed like hours as Toby repeatedly opened his mouth and closed it like a dying animal. Eventually he swallows hard then turns to look at you "I can't tell y-you w-where I've b-been, b-but I never s-stopped thinking a-about y-you (n/n)." "So you leave without saying anything? You'd rather I thought that you were dead than I know where you've been?" Your hand starts to slip from Toby's, before you can do that he pulls you onto his lap once more and holds you tightly. Legs shaking vigorously beneath you as his nails dig into the fabric of your shirt. "T-Toby you're hurting me." You wheeze out but it goes unanswered. "(Y/n)." His voice comes out full of a deep dark desire. "You're not s-supposed t-to be a-angry, w-why are y-you angry?"
You soon wiggle somewhat out of his intense bear hug to reach a hand to touch his face. "Toby I'm not angry I'm just confused and hurt. You disappeared and left me to fend for myself." "B-but I'm here now!" He quickly counters. Toby had always been like this, he didn't understand that some things had to be talked about in a serious way. He always assumed things were going to go back to normal in the end no matter what happened. "Toby its been twelve years a lot has changed since we talked last." "I-I know, b-but we c-c-can start fresh! N-no shitty d-dads. No a-assholes calling us f-fags a-anymore, w-we can b-be together. " You sigh once again sometimes it was hard not to with Toby. Soon your head flops onto his chest and you begin to listen to the thumping of his heart. It was so slow that it kind of scared you like his heart would give out any second. "Toby, I just want to take things slow with you. I wanted to have you be my first everything and I've been waiting a very long time to have that with you. I haven't loved anyone but you in my entire life but I want to make sure this is real, what we have between us." Your face nestles into his muscular chest, he had always been skinny but it looks like in the years since he disappeared he gained muscle mass.
"Slow." Toby repeated carefully. His body twitching as he seemed to think over the things you were saying to him. "S-slow, I-I can d-do slow." He says with that adorable smirk of his as he squeezes you into another monstrous bear hug then falls backwards on your bed. You can't help but giggle as Toby then peppers kisses all over your face and neck. From that moment on Toby was the perfect boyfriend, well except for him refusing to take you to his house and never wanting to go out during the day time. If he did he was hiding as much of his face as he could while looking normal, typically just wearing a face mask and sunglasses with his hoodie pulled up. Sometimes he got stares but it was to be expected of someone who was very suspicious looking. During the night he'd actually drag you out to nearby parks just to run around for a couple hours or fuck around on the playground. You were starting to find yourself happy for the first time in a long time. Things were even starting to feel like they did when you were younger only much more open and romantic. Soon enough days turned to weeks and weeks turned to months.
These months were some of the best of your entire life but the whole time you had a uneasy feeling brewing deep inside of you. Everything was going too well for once not to mention that Toby still was keeping things from you. Sometimes he'd get a phone call that he'd always answer on his little flip phone then apologize and run off to god knows where. So tonight you were going to get some kind of answers from the unbridled brunette or this relationship wasn't going to last much longer. "Toby, you have to tell me the truth." The two of you had just finished hitting your bong and were watching the night sky in some park near your apartment. The two of you would always walk as Toby had made it abundantly clear he didn't trust cars since the accident. His eyes dart over to look at your for a quick second but his head stay completely still. "You have to tell me or I can't keep doing this Toby." That's when he turns to face you completely, his face full of hurt. "Oh Toby don't look at me like that please, but you had to have known this was coming. I can tell you've been hiding a big part of yourself from me." Toby scoffs. "I can't b-believe you're b-bringing this u-up, I t-told you-" "Toby fucking tell me now or we are done!" You yell, now standing up from where you were sitting in the playground mulch.
Just as Toby opens his mouth then stops when his phone rings loudly from his pocket. As he pulls it out you snatch the phone from his hands. "No! I'm sick of you avoiding this, you're not getting out that easy." His face tightens as he takes a step towards you but you take one back. "Give me the phone (Y/n)." He commands you. "No, I will not give you the phone, in fact...." Before he can process what your doing you flip open the small device and hit the answer button. "Hello?" Is all you're able to say into the phone before Toby rips it from your hands, absolutely furious. "Tim I'll c-call back l-later." He says before flipping the phone closed again glaring down at you as he does so. "Y-you really w-wanna k-know?" He asks, neck twitching and cracking. "G-guess w-what I k-kill people!" "That's not funny Toby." You say heart starting to race. "I'm not j-joking." You can feel your heart in your throat now as your hands shake. You waited for him to break out into that goofy smile you loved or for him to start laughing that dorky little laugh of his that he could never contain. But absolutely nothing in his façade cracked and it broke you. You silently stood up and then took off running to your apartment as fast as you possibly could. This couldn't be true, it just couldn't be there was no way your Toby was a killer.
Your legs started to slow down after a long while, adrenaline having finally worn off leaving your legs shaking. Body dripping with sweat as you realized it was starting to make sense: the phone calls, the leaving unexpectedly in the dead of night, hiding his face in public all of it. There was obviously pieces still missing to the story but you weren't sure you wanted to know the truth of it all anymore. You weren't sure you could even face Toby after tonight, how could you? Everything you thought you knew about him was wrong. He wasn't who you thought he was, he wasn't your loving goofball of a boyfriend but a cold calculating killer. The following days you kept all of your doors and windows locked then took a few days vacation from work. Sometimes in the night you'd hear a door or window rattle leaving you up all night, the days weren't much better though. Often you'd find a feverishly written letter or poem of paper from an old notebook, pages yellowed from age. Often they'd be rambling about how he was saved by Slenderman and he became a trained killer to survive under this Slenderman. He went on and on about everything he had been through these past four years but the one thing he constantly mentioned was wanting you.
He talked about stalking you for the entire time because he wasn't allowed to be near you how Slenderman had kept him from you all this time. It was truly alarming to hear all this from someone you used to trust so much. You didn't know what to think any more, was he stuck in some kind of delusion or possibly telling the truth? There's no way in hell he was telling the truth, so you were going to go with delusional. The worst part of the notes was him talking about how long he had been watching you. How he thought of you whenever he jerked off sometimes he would while watching you do every day things or when you would masturbate. It was all in great detail and it made your face flush, he had seen your most private and intimate moments. Since then you kept every blind closed and walked past your sliding glass door with immense dread. You barely ate or slept as the days once again turned to weeks and Toby's note upgraded to full on harassment. He'd stand on your balcony desperately trying to get in or beg you to let him inside just to talk. One night you were curled up sleeping in your bed when you heard the sound of glass shattering in your living room.
You immediately run for your bedroom door but it's already too late, when you open it he's standing right there. He's covered in blood and around his neck is a large mouth guard splattered with blood. On his forehead a pair of orange goggles. You've never seen him wear either before. "I've g-given y-you time. I-I've given y-you s-space. W-WHAT M-MORE DO Y-YOU NEED!" He shouts, his expression growing dark. You quickly turn around trying to dart back to your bed but he's already got his arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried in the crook of your neck. "W-what d-do you w-want?" Toby whispers into your ear sending a chill down your spine. Tears prick your eyes "I don't know, I love you so much it hurts. But Toby I can't...." You shake your head as tears start cascading down your soft cheeks. You feel a growl come from deep in his chest as he grabs onto you tighter. "I'm not l-letting you go a-again (Y/n)." Suddenly your body is being dragged from your bedroom with you kicking and screaming. "TOBY PUT ME DOWN!" "N-no c-can do. Y-you're gonna l-live w-with me now." His body twitches as a few of his verbal tics slip out but his grip on you remains iron tight. He even throws you over his shoulder as he slowly scales down your building, forcing you to wrap your arms around his neck. When he's close to the ground you let go of him in an attempt to make a break for it. However your judgement of how far away the ground was turned out to be incorrect and you end fucking up your angle on the landing.
"Oh c-come o-o-on!" He says before dropping off the side of the building. Toby successfully sticks the landing then comes down and lifts you over his shoulder once again. "Y-you're gonna l-love y-your n-new life w-with me (n/n)." His tone is sickly sweet as you watch your apartment building grow further and further away from your line of sight. Leaving you to wonder, were you going to have to accept Toby for what he was? Did you truly want the love he had for you? Or were you doomed to be in the clutches of a delusional man. Who could really say?
(a/n: Thank you for all the support! I hope this lived up to everyone's expectations. Pls comment if you want a part two, I'm gonna get spicy with it)
Joyride
Billy Loomis x Male!Reader(background Stu Macher x Male!Reader)
Noncon / kidnapping / Car Sex / Voyeurism / Exhibistionism
It was late, you could hear insects chirping away. The only interruption was the occasional call of a bird along with your footsteps. You turned around, closing your eyes as floodlights blared into your vision.
You had not long ago left Sydneys house, just checking up on her. She had confided in you about thinking that Billy really was responsible, apparently he had changed after the affair between their parents. Not that you could blame him, but killing people was too far. If it was all true.
You didn’t want to believe it, Billy seemed so nice. Stu would be crushed, you couldn’t imagine finding out your best friend had murdered your classmates and others in cold blood. You shook those thoughts from your head, looking at the car as it passed. You almost went white when you noticed Billy looking back at you, his face deadly serious.
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Burnt Honey ch. 10
poly141 x M!Omega!Reader
omegaverse
"You have been a member of Shadow Company and Phillip Graves' omega for years suffering at his hand until you meet the members of Task Force 141. They help you learn to love again while you help them destroy Shadow Company from the bottom up."
John "Soap" MacTavish/Reader, Simon "Ghost" Riley/Reader, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick/Reader, John Price (Call of Duty)/Reader, John "Soap" MacTavish/Simon "Ghost" Riley, Kyle "Gaz" Garrick/John Price, Simon "Ghost" Riley/Gary "Roach" Sanderson (past), Phillip Graves (Call of Duty)/Reader (toxic), Rodolfo Parra/Alejandro Vargas
be very aware of the tags and read them thoroughly. Major trigger warnings for graphic descriptions of male on male non-con/rape, manipulation, degradation (not the fun kind), and general abusive toxic sexual relations. These are not romanticized and very much harm Reader.
please take care of yourself if you are sensitive to these issues and still decide to proceed with reading this fic. I will not be held responsible for your actions after you read these warnings, okay?
ఌ 𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐊
w.c › 7.4k
warnings › bottom male reader.
plot › A loanshark is terrorizing your community, so you try “scaring” him off. He thinks you’re a dumb fool who will make the perfect plaything after his last toy… unfortunately broke beyond repair.
kinks › manhandling, degradation, semi-pet play, dacryphilia
words to know › P/Phi (พี่) — title used for someone older, can also be a sibling. Nong (น้อง) — title used for someone younger, also for siblings. Khun (คุณ) — Mr/Ms/You. Hia (เฮีย) — “an older brother”, used mostly for an older male with Chinese ancestry. Sawatdee khrap/kha (สวัสดีครับ/สวัสดีค่ะ) — “hello”, khrap ending is for men, kha ending is for women.
