[pileoforgans]

18+ minors do not interact

You can call me Vi, I'm 18, genderfluid, bisexual, a switch and a vers. Uk based.

He/she/they/it (preferance in that order)

I am into alot of fucked up shit, when I post something I may be in the sadistic or the masochist role, it varies.

Interactions are encouraged, I do bite.

Tags: #Vi's thought, for all my posts #sadism posting and #masochism posting, I am sure you can work out what they're for.

DNI: Bigots and actual misogynsts this includes you.

[ordr]

Thanks for sexualizing peoples trauma fuckhead

anytime

[0kawawebster]

Watching you sit on my bed while you cut yourself, bleeding dripping on my sheets i just want to kneel down and lick up the blood pooling beside your thigh

[gentle-sadist2]

I don’t want half of you. I don’t want the polished version you hand to strangers. I want the obsessive part. The clingy part. The desperate little thing that checks her phone hoping I noticed her absence. Because I notice everything about you. That’s the dangerous part.

[loocop-blog]

nothing bad can happen while ur under a blanket just remember that

[sadisticsickness]

My mom said we can have a suicide pact if your mom says yes.

[pileoforgans]

Developing a couple of crushes. I'm healing!

Ignore the violent intentions I have with them.

[combatcanine]

you have not seen daylight for seven days . you assume that it has been seven days , but you are unsure . only having the , seemingly , regular schedule of your captor coming down to give you food and to speak to you as a sign of time moving forward . you use the term ‘ speak ’ quite mildly . in reality what they do is they come and tell you about all the disgusting things they want to make you do to other people , they tell you about what your family and friends are doing without you , they tell you about how the police caught onto another one of the red herrings they left for them , they tell you about what they did that day . you sit quiet , you want to speak , but you do not give them the satisfaction of hearing your voice .

your silence makes them mad , a slow churning anger that builds up in them until they eventually frown at you and do one of two things :

1 . they hit you . not as hard as they can , but hard enough that you're left covered in blood and bruises . they yell and scream at you while they do it . they captured you so that they would have a friend , a lover , a companion and here you are , completely noncompliant ; refusing to let them form a bond .

2 . they beg you to speak . not grovelling , but they beg . their face pulls into a pained look and they softly plead with you to “ just say something . ” they have been so alone for so long , no one has ever given them the time of day , and now here you are : captured , frightened and with no one to satisfy your need to form a connection with . and you still refuse , you are nearly as alone as they are but you still refuse . are they that unlovable ? does everyone see something wrong with them that they just can't grasp ?

with either reaction , they leave you for the rest of the day and only come back the day after to repeat the cycle .

on the seventh day however , something is different . they take longer to come down and give you food and talk to you . though perhaps that's just the lack of a proper day / night cycle finally warping your sense of time . seconds tick by . minutes . maybe even hours ? and they do not show up . you fall asleep again out of having nothing else to do .

you are awoken by the hatch above you opening and the curses of someone , who isn't your captor , alongside the all too familiar voice of your captor trying to soothe them . what you watch now can only be described as rather pathetic . the person that's being dragged down into the basement to join you is wriggling around and trying to fight but is doing a terrible job at it , only proving to make it more difficult to get down the steps safely . after enough squirming your captor just drops them , letting them fall down the flight of stairs and onto the hard concrete floor beneath them .

a crunch and a pained whine escapes them . you stare at them , their clothes are pristine and they are clean , but they are tied up . you were not tied up when your captor brought you down here . no , you just had a gun pressed to your temple and a low threat in your ear . this makes you assume that whoever this person is is either much more of a fighter than you , or someone your captor has no care for . the fact that they just got dropped , with no care , confirms which one it is .

the other person finally looks up , there's blood pouring out of their nose and some more from the side of their face . your eyes meet and they give you a confused look , opening their mouth as if they're about to say something . no words come from either of your mouths as your captor marches down the steps and cuts off the rope binding them .

then your captor turns , they look at you as they always do , but there is a certain glee in their eyes that makes your chest feel heavy . they speak , just as they always do but now there is a giddy tone in their voice . they remind you of all the things they want you to do to other people , horrible things that made your gut churn previously , but now , in this context , makes your fingers cold , your heart thud against your chest in fear and your breath grow shallow .

then they leave you with a choice : do the horrible things they have told you they want you to do to this stranger , or get tortured . and not some light torture , no , no , the type of torture that , if you do not die from , will leave you terribly disabled for the rest of your life .

they hand you their knife , blade in their hand while the handle is pointed towards you . you stare at the other person in the room with you , who has now managed to sit up and is holding their head while they stare right back at you with terror in their eyes . you look back at your captor , they wait patiently for you to pick , their face is split ear to ear with a grin ; they will enjoy either outcome , it is simply a choice of whether you wish to live at the price of taking someone else's life , or if you wish to die a painful death for someone else to roam free . it seems a hard choice , yes , but the stranger is weakened and you are a far better executioner than your captor would ever be .

your hand closes around the knife before you can think better of it .

[angelvvrath]

Was just diagnosed with “need to bite you” disorder. Yeah sorry it’s terminal. The only cure is biting you. C’mere.

[rabbitkinglune777]

cool. another black child died in a hate crime

[rabbitkinglune777]

South Carolina jury finds store owner not guilty of murder in killing of Black teen | CNN

A South Carolina jury on Monday found a store owner not guilty of murder in the 2023 shooting of a Black 14-year-old.

apparently the murder happened in 2023 after doing some research but the murderer has been found not guilty.

black children get murdered and become victims of hate crimes every fucking day. this is ridiculous

[rabbitkinglune777]

im posting this here despite the website being extremely white centered, I want people to understand how in this country it's basically ok to murder and victimize black people, especially women and children in the name of "self defense" and white America will reward you for your antiblackness.

[boy-biter]

Foreplay can be detailing how you'd mutilate them, if you're pure of heart

[trickstercarlos]

seeing trans women out in public is like warm sunlight washing over me it genuinely brightens my mood

[yoursecretdungeon-deactivated20]

why should i stop ? cause im hurting you ? god, you’re so cute and innocent. yeah it’s hurting you, but i feel good. can’t you feel how deep i’m hitting inside you ? how excited i get every time you cry or try to fight me off ? i’m too far gone, love. there is no stopping me.

[xultraviolentlightx]

Hey is it cool if I manipulate you into doing disgusting things for me?

[kittyking445]

HAPPY PRIDE to Black Aros on this site btw. Whether ur Aroallo aroace non-SAM loveless etc I hope your pride month is a good one

[pileoforgans]

I am beginning to think that my repeated unconsesual experiences have in fact affected me quite deeply.

[calciumcryptid]

I feel like a lot of people get "All Art is Political" confused with "All Art is made with Political Intentions" which is not the same.