the grin beneath!

[ne0ngrav3]

❛ pray if you want﹙ . . . ﹚ god won’t hear you before i do. ❜

♯NE0NGRAV3. centers around a complex serial killer muse. this character is cunning, charming, and manipulative, navigating a twisted moral code as he leaves a trail of chaos. the blog delves into his psyche, relationships, and the darker sides of human nature, exploring the interplay of violence, obsession, and forbidden desires. the tone is gritty, unapologetic, and raw, with themes of control, power, and the blurred line between love and destruction. 𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙜𝙚𝙧 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨: graphic violence ❪ murder, blood, gore ❫, abuse ❪ psychological, emotional, and physical ❫, manipulation and gaslighting, non-consensual themes ❪ dub-con, non-con ❫, torture, kidnapping and captivity, death and corpse descriptions, mental illness and psychopathy, taboo relationships ❪ age gaps, power imbalances ❫, self-harm and suicidal ideation, drug use and addiction, explicit sexual content ❪ smut with dark undertones ❫, cannibalism, religious trauma or sacrilege, stalking and obsession.

. ..𓂃 ࣪ ִֶָ 𓉸་༘࿐ a study in: the art of deception: how charm and manipulation become weapons. power dynamics: control, submission, and the psychology of dominance. the anatomy of obsession: where desire ends and fixation begins. violence as an intimate act: the sensuality of destruction. morality in shades of gray: justification, consequence, and the absence of remorse. the fractured mind: delusions, trauma, and the making of a monster. love and ruination: devotion twisted into something unrecognizable.

⁰¹ . CARRD ✱ ⁰² . PROMPTS ✱ ⁰³ . WISHLIST

[silent-stories]

[ne0ngrav3]

will be here soon.

[ne0ngrav3]

i know, i know….

[ne0ngrav3]

will be here soon.

[ne0ngrav3]

⋆✴︎˚。⋆⠀ ..   ᵃˢᵏᵇᵒˣ  :   ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs , ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ.       ..     @popularmxnster,   billy.           ❛ don't leave just yet. ❜

viktor doesn’t move right away. there’s a pause, heavy and intentional, as if he’s weighing the request against something only he can see. his eyes lift slowly, sharp with assessment rather than warmth.

❛ i wasn’t planning to, ❜ he says at last, voice low, even. ❛ but don’t mistake that for obedience. ❜ a beat. ❛ if i stay, it’s because i choose to — because there’s something here worth my time. ❜

[ne0ngrav3]

i need more threads going.

[ne0ngrav3]

⋆✴︎˚。⋆⠀ ..   ᵃˢᵏᵇᵒˣ  :   ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs , ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ.       ..     @popularmxnster,   billy.           ❛ don't look at me like that. ❜

icy blue gaze doesn’t waver; if anything, it sharpens, cold and precise, dissecting every edge of the words. his voice, when it comes, is low, controlled, almost a whisper of danger.

❛ like what? ❜ he asks, slow, deliberate. ❛ like i see exactly who you are, or like i don’t care enough to pretend i don’t? ❜ his eyes hold, unwavering, measuring. ❛ there’s a difference. don’t confuse the two. ❜

[ne0ngrav3]

⋆✴︎˚。⋆⠀ ..   ᵃˢᵏᵇᵒˣ  :   ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs , ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ.       ..     @popularmxnster,   billy.           ❛ trust me, please. ❜

viktor doesn’t answer right away. he lets the silence stretch, lets it do the work for him, eyes fixed on billy like he’s weighing the man’s spine rather than his words. when he finally moves, it’s minimal — a slight cant of his head, curiosity cutting cleaner than kindness ever could.

❛ trust, ❜ he says at last, voice low and even, ❛ isn’t something i hand out because someone’s desperate enough to ask. ❜ the pause that follows is intentional, heavy. ❛ it’s earned. usually at a cost. ❜ his gaze never wavers, pale and assessing. ❛ so don’t plead for it. ❜ a beat. ❛ prove you can live with the same truths i do. ❜

[ne0ngrav3]

merry christmas, ya filthy animals 🎄

[malumxsubest]

there were moments where amelia wouldn't hesitate being elbows deep in gore and viscera of her prey; taking such great enjoyment observing how their lives dwindle right before her eyes. especially so right after they had fought well in retaliation only for it be all futile in the end. and there were other times she'd hire others to do her dirty work, so to speak. so, it came as no surprise to absolutely no one, she'd hire viktor for such a job. he was an efficient and precise fellow who would finish the job swiftly without problems.

and since she was a busy woman with overseering her nightclub as the owner and manager, she couldn't quite leave because she didn't feel like it. though, she did hope that bugger she had sent viktor after was no more right now...

then a small notification roused her from her thoughts, lifting her cell as she swiped to read the messages with a hum.

[ imessage; good boy. ] : ❛ i'll pay you the moment you arrive here. ❜

[ne0ngrav3]

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤᯤ 𝟷𝟸 : 𝟻𝟶 𝙿𝙼 🔋

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ❛ i don’t collect in person. never have, never will. money changes hands cleaner when there’s distance. ❜

﹙ a pause stretches — intentional, controlled — before more follows. ﹚

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ❛ what i do leaves residue. blood has a way of clinging to rooms, to people. i don’t bring that into nightclubs or conversations or small talk over drinks. when a job is finished, i disappear. that’s part of the service. ❜

﹙ then, precise. final. ﹚

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ❛ wire it the usual way. once it clears, this ends exactly how it should — quiet, sealed, and already fading. whatever you do next is none of my concern. the man you paid me to erase won’t be anyone’s again. ❜

[ne0ngrav3]

open to: f / m / nb.

﹙ viktor never liked leaving loose ends. when it was done, it was done — clean, silent, no evidence to retrace. the moment the job was finished, he didn’t waste time with small talk or debriefs. just one message, short and precise, enough to let them know it had been handled. by the time they read it, the blood was already drying, and he was long gone. ﹚

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤᯤ 𝟷𝟷 : 𝟸𝟸 𝙰𝙼 🔋

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ⠀❛ it’s done. ❜

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ⠀❛ no complications. no noise. ❜

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ⠀❛ you won’t hear from them again. ❜

[ 𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚐𝚎; unknown. ] : ⠀❛ payment better be on time. ❜

[funer4lmoon]

she didn't regret a single thing. finding viktor was like finding god. she felt like a god being with him. she felt on top of the world,on cloud nine- all that cheesy shit people wrote for songs she felt immensely for him and she never wanted the feelings to go away.

❝ i've always been yours. from day one,you had me. ❞she confesses,staring into his eyes. she loved his eyes. how dark they were. she could get lost if she stared any longer. she wanted to say so much more but felt like it was already known. she could pour her heart out,leave it bleeding and beating on the ground. but she knew he already knew and didn't need to hear it.

❝ i don't think anyone will try. if they do,they'll end up in a hole somewhere. this...where ever it takes us,i'll always be by your side. it's where i'm meant to be. ❞

[ne0ngrav3]

viktor listened in silence, not because he didn’t have anything to say — but because her words deserved to echo. to settle. to be felt. they weren’t said lightly, and he didn’t treat them as such. he watched her with the same careful intensity he gave to every decision, every detail, every life he’d ever taken. and yet, this? her. this was different.

his steps were slow, deliberate, like approaching something sacred. one gloved hand lifted to her face, his touch stark against her warmth, thumb tracing the edge of her jaw with startling gentleness for someone who’d stained that same hand in blood. his other hand found her waist, grounding her, claiming her — not like a possession, but like a truth being reaffirmed.

❛ i’ve always known, ❜ he murmured, eyes locked onto hers. ❛ you didn’t have to say it. the way you look at me? like the world stops spinning if i leave the room — that told me everything. ❜

his voice remained low, steady, but beneath it simmered something deeper — dark, possessive, devotional. viktor wasn’t a man built for softness, but she made him want to offer it in fragments, sharpened at the edges, spoken through the cracks in his otherwise impenetrable calm.

❛ you belong to me, ❜ he said, not as a question or a declaration, but as a fact carved from bone. ❛ not because you’re mine to control. but because you chose this. chose me. ❜

a flicker of something passed through his gaze then — something hungry, something dangerous, but fiercely protective.

❛ and if anyone thinks they can take that away, they’ll disappear before they even get close. i’ll make sure of it. i’ll bury the thought in their heads before they ever say it out loud. ❜

he leaned in, forehead barely brushing hers, voice nearly a whisper now, the kind of sound meant only for her.

❛ whatever this becomes — wherever it leads — you’re not going through it alone. not while i’m breathing. you said it yourself. you’re mine. ❜ a pause, and then — soft, final: ❛ and i don’t let go. ❜

[ohisms]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐀 𝐆𝐀𝐌𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝑻𝑬𝑳𝑬𝑷𝑯𝑶𝑵𝑬 .    (  a  collection  of  texting prompts.  feel free to change phrasing.  potentially mature content within.  )

[ TXT ] : why are you still awake?

[ TXT ] : hey, where did you go?

[ TXT ] : it's getting bad again.

[ TXT ] : guess i'll just sit in bed. alone. by myself.

[ TXT ] : you can't ignore me forever.

[ TXT ] : i can't stop thinking about you.

[ TXT ] : just saw i called you last night. how'd that go?

[ TXT ] : i really need someone right now.

[ TXT ] : we need to make plans asap.

[ TXT ] : have you seen the news?

[ TXT ] : you were blackout drunk.

[ TXT ] : testing to see if you blocked my number...

[ TXT ] : do you know anything about doing stitches?

[ TXT ] : just please let me know you're okay.

[ TXT ] : did you forget we had plans?

[ TXT ] : i know you see my messages, your read receipts are on.

[ TXT ] : meet me at [ location ], it's important.

[ TXT ] : do you need comfort, to vent, or a solution?

[ TXT ] : is there anything i should bring?

[ TXT ] : call me. please, it's important.

[ TXT ] : i can't sleep.

[ TXT ] : have you eaten today?

[ TXT ] : you are always going to be my priority.

[ TXT ] : i haven't seen you around in awhile.

[ TXT ] : i had a dream about you last night.

[ TXT ] : the names are gonna get mean if you don't text me back.

[ TXT ] : at the risk of sounding cliche, what are you wearing?

[ TXT ] : just say the word and i'll drop everything.

[ TXT ] : do you seriously not remember?

[ TXT ] : come to the front door.

[ TXT ] : have you been drinking?

[ TXT ] : how do you feel after last night?

[ TXT ] : are you up? please be up.

[ TXT ] : you looked beautiful today.

[ TXT ] : i have so much to tell you.

[ TXT ] : no one's heard from you. are you okay?

[ TXT ] : who is this?

[ TXT ] : are you taking care of yourself?

[ TXT ] : thought i'd reach out and see how you're doing.

[ TXT ] : i miss the taste of your lips.

[ TXT ] : that kiss was really nice.

[ TXT ] : stop acting so high and mighty.

[ TXT ] : i left my [ item ] at your place.

[ TXT ] : are we still fighting?

[ TXT ] : i need help and i can't go to the hospital.

[ TXT ] : are you thinking about me too?

[ TXT ] : call me, i wanna hear your voice.

[ TXT ] : i don't want to talk to you.

[ TXT ] : what do you have to lose?

[ TXT ] : you don't have to ask, i'm already on my way.

[ TXT ] : i want to take a nap on you.

[ TXT ] : even if you called 6 months later at 3am, i'd answer.

[ TXT ] : what's my name in your phone?

[ TXT ] : how's trying to forget about me going?

[ TXT ] : i have nobody else to ask.

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital??

[ TXT ] : sorry, i think you have the wrong number.

[ TXT ] : good morning! you up yet?

[ TXT ] : do i sense sarcasm in your tone?

[ TXT ] : you start your day at 2pm?

[ TXT ] : you need MY help?

[ TXT ] : stop texting me.

[ TXT ] : i'll leave that up to your imagination.

[ TXT ] : are you asking me to sneak out?

[ TXT ] : when will i see you again?

[ TXT ] : if you come over, i'll order us a pizza.

[ TXT ] : are we ever going to talk about it?

[ TXT ] : can you come get me out of here?

[ TXT ] : you mean like ... a BODY - body?

[ TXT ] : it's just been one thing after another lately.

[ TXT ] : forgiving and forgetting is harder than it sounds.

[ TXT ] : i want your legs wrapped around my head.

[ TXT ] : call me when you wake up.

[ TXT ] : what are you doing that's more important than me?

[ TXT ] : i'm out of town right now.

[ne0ngrav3]

⋆✴︎˚。⋆⠀ ..   ᵃˢᵏᵇᵒˣ  :   ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs , ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ.       ..     @grote5querie,   riley.           [ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

the car had been silent for miles, tension stitched into every inch of viktor’s frame like a second skin. he hadn’t expected her to move like that — slow, purposeful — until she was lowering herself between the seats, and by then, it was too late to stop her. his hand flexed on the gearshift, the other steady on the wheel, but his breathing was already shifting — controlled, strained, pulled tight as a wire. her mouth was warm, deliberate, and he felt every inch of it like it was mapped just for him. he didn’t say a word, didn’t need to. the slight flare of his nostrils, the rigid set of his jaw, the way his eyes stayed locked on the road but saw nothing — that was viktor unraveling in real time, holding onto control with white-knuckled precision as her mouth dragged him closer and closer to the edge.

[ne0ngrav3]

⋆✴︎˚。⋆⠀ ..   ᵃˢᵏᵇᵒˣ  :   ᴘʀᴏᴍᴘᴛs , ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ᴀᴄᴄᴇᴘᴛɪɴɢ.       ..     @funer4lmoon,   scout.           [ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

viktor didn’t flinch when her mouth found the side of his neck — he never did. but his breath did hitch, just once, sharp and near-silent. he sat perfectly still, letting it happen, letting her mark him like that — teeth dragging just enough to raise heat beneath the skin, lips pressed in a slow, bruising pull that left something behind. something visible. his eyes stayed half-lidded, jaw tight, the muscle there twitching once when she lingered too long. it wasn’t about affection. not for him. it was ownership. permission. a single, quiet allowance carved into pale skin just below the line of his collar. and when she pulled back, viktor didn’t speak. he simply straightened his jacket, eyes flicking to hers with that same unreadable calm, and said nothing. because the proof was already there — loud, red, and blooming.

[metalprompts]

*      ―    ﴾  𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠  𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜  ﴿   :    𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒  𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘  𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

personally ,   i’m  tired  of  the  secondhand  embarrassment.   so  here’s  a  random  assortment  of  nsfw  actions  and  dialogue  prompts  that  don’t  feel  too  over  the  top.   (  don’t  forget  to  add  [ reverse ]  if  you’d  like  to  see  the  receiver  perform  the  action.  )

actions.

[ PULL ]:  sender  pulls  receivers  hair.

[ HICKEY ]:  sender  gives  receiver  a  hickey.

[ TRAIL ]:  sender  leaves  a  trail  of  kisses  down  receivers  stomach.

[ HIPS ]:  sender  pulls  receiver  in  closer  by  the  hips.

[ KNEES ]:  sender  lowers  themselves  to  their  knees.

[ STRIPTEASE ]:  sender  teasingly  strips  their  clothes.

[ STRIP ]:  sender  undresses  receiver.

[ GRIND ]:  sender  grinds  on  receivers  thigh.

[ ORAL ]:  sender  goes  down  on  receiver.

[ PASSENGER ]:  sender  touches  receiver  while  sender  is  driving.

[ DRIVER ]:  sender  goes  down  on  /  touches  receiver  while  receiver  is  driving.

[ OVERSTIMULATED ]:  sender  repeatedly  making  receiver  orgasm.

[ PUBLIC ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  somewhere  public.

[ CAR ]:  sender  and  receiver  have  sex  in  a  car.

[ CONTROL ]:  sender  is  riding  receiver  and  receiver  takes  control  by  guiding  their  hips.

[ SHY ]:  sender  covers  their  face  and  receiver  moves  their  hands  away.

[ EYES ]:  sender  makes  receiver  look  them  in  the  eyes.

[ BEG ]:  sender  begs  receiver  to  touch  /  fuck  them.

[ MORNING ]:  sender  wakes  receiver  up  with  sex.

[ STRADDLE ]:  sender  sits  in  receivers  lap  to  tease  them.

[ CAMERA ]:  sender  records  receiver.

[ RECORD ]:  sender  is  recorded  by  receiver.

[ MOUTH ]:  sender  puts  their  fingers  into  receivers  mouth.

[ LOVE ]:  sender  tells  receiver  they  love  them  during.

[ PUSH ]:  sender  pushes  receiver  onto  bed.

dialogue.

“ you  look  so  pretty  like  this.  “

“ i  want  to  spend  all  night  learning  every  sound  you  make. “

“ let  me  take  care  of  you. “

“ i’m  not  wearing  any  underwear  right  now. “

“ you’re  really  good  at  that. “

“ god,  you’re  so  wet  /  hard  …. “

“ i  think  about  you  when  i  touch  myself. “

“ tell  me  what  you  want. “

“ please  touch  /  fuck  me. “

“ i  love  teasing  you. “

“ touch  yourself  for  me. “

“ i  get  so  wet  /  hard  around  you. “

“ get  on  your  knees. “

“ you’re  such  a  tease. “

“ tell  me  you’re  mine. “

“ i’m  yours. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  for  me. “

“ i  want  you  to  cum  in  me. “

“ i’ll  be  good,  i  promise. “

“ you’re  doing  so  good  for  me. “

“ you  feel  so  good. “

“ you  sound  so  pretty  when  you  moan. “

“ i  could  be  your  toy. “

“ fuck  me  like  you  love  me. “

“ i’m  gonna  cum- “

“ i  just  want  to  feel  something. “

“ i  wanna  be  on  top  this  time. “

[piupius-deactivated20260514]

headcanons, volume one.

a series of randomly assorted headcanon questions for character development. feel free to adjust or expand on any questions when sending.

☕ : how does your muse take their coffee or tea? what does their starbucks order look like?

🌨️ : how does your muse react to snow? do they want to stay huddled up inside where it's warm, or do they want to go out and play in it?

💝 : what is your muse's love language? how do they usually convey it?

⚖️ : does your muse trust their own judgement? what kind of situations would cause them to freeze up with indecision?

🧺 : what life skill was the hardest for your muse to learn once they were out on their own?

🍸 : does your muse drink alcohol? if so, what kind and how often? if not, why?

💪 : describe your muse's body language.

🎨 : what is your muse's favorite art medium to use? what do they do with it?

🔋 : how does your muse like to recharge, physically, mentally or spiritually?

🐉 : if your muse could be any mythical or supernatural being, which do you think they would be and why?

👻 : if your muse could live the life of anyone else for a day, who would they choose? what would they hope to learn about this person?

🩰 : does your muse know how to dance? do they learn routines, or do they improvise? what styles of dance do they prefer?

💎 : if you could describe your muse as any gemstone or mineral, which would they be and why?

🧨 : does your muse have attention seeking tendencies? how far are they willing to go to get it?

⚽ : does your muse have any favorite sports? do they play any sports, or do they just spectate?

🐈 : is your muse conscious of online trends and memes?

🥀 : describe a time in your muse's life where they were dishonest, either with themselves, or others.

💸 : what is the most valuable thing your muse has ever broken?

💍 : does your muse carry any good luck charms or other memorable trinkets? what makes this item significant to them?

🤝 : what does loyalty mean to your muse?

🏹 : does your muse know how to use any weapons? which ones? what is the most unconventional item that your muse has ever armed themselves with?

🫗 : what would it take for your muse to lose their appetite?

🎁 : how does your muse respond when they don't like a gift they've received?

🌌 : would your muse rather explore outer space or the deep sea? why? would they be afraid of either or both of these places for any reason?

🎥 : does your muse know any movies or books by heart? which ones? why do they like them so much?