WHAT I MEANT WAS DO YOU DO IT WITH MINORS OCS(their will 90% chance that they are majors)i'm also 12 by the way.
as i said before, if you are under 18, i wont do it. i won’t rp nsfw with ocs or anything, if you the mun are not 18. Its uncomfortable for me to do since I am 18, i do not rp nsfw with minors. point blank period. even if the ocs are above 18, it still applies.
nice message to come back to on my "hey don't joke about r/pe on my blog" post yes it's major part of his character, but I choose to not joke about it and treat it as a serious thing. Coming to a blog and asking "I dare you to r/pe me" to my muse, it's not funny. it's creepy and it makes me physically sick. the part of Mystery's character being a rapist? yeah, I choose to not joke about it. I treat it seriously, Will write it seriously, and when I write about it it not for smut reasons I blocked this person from this blog cause I'm not in the mood to deal with that kind of shit.
I made alternative ending to the story I made friendo.
SORRY I'M RESPONDING ON MOBILE I JUST HAD TO TELL YOU, FRIEND THAT I LOVED UR ALT END TO THE STORY!!!! UR WRITING IS AMAZING, KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK, PAL!!!
(( focused on mystery as a kid, discovering some of his key problems. Starting with a bit of obsession with his best friend, Alfred, and maybe his problem with people watching... ))
Jeremy knew what he was doing was bad. He should've turn back as soon as he road past Alfred’s house. Don’t think about it, he repeated to himself, don't think about it and you'll be fine. But the feeling pulled at his gut. His legs wouldn’t turn the bicycle pedals. He just stood there, with his rusty bike and stared at Al’s window. If he pushed the garbage can underneath it...he could reach it. Then...he could see Alfred, that's all he wanted right? To say hello...to his best friend.
Jeremy rested his bike in a bush and trotted to the large heavy trashcan near the top of the Brown’s driveway. All he needed to do was push it under his best friend’s window. Without knocking over anything and making a mess or noise. He was good at that. Not making noises when he shouldn’t….
With a few firm shoves and pushes, the lanky feline had pushed the can underneath the window, just enough boost for him to reach the window! His face beamed, yes! Now he could see his friend!...just see him. Nothing else. Jeremy jumped onto the trash can, freezing when what must have been a few glass bottles rattled inside of it. He stayed still for a few moments before crawling all the way up onto the top of the can. He stared up at the window sill. Testing the stability of the trash can, he finally jumped and got a hold of the wide sill of the window. He giggled and pulled himself up. Alfred had left his window open! Maybe he knew…
Mystery quietly lowered himself into the room. Wow. It was...a lot nicer than his...Jeremy perked up at the sight of his best friend, sleeping so soundly as well. Slowly standing up, he walked over to his best friend's side. Letting his paw run across the top of Alfred’s head, Jeremy let out a shaky breath. He was so cute. Asleep. Peaceful. DEFENCELESS.
Jeremy shook his head, where did that come from? It smelled so nice in Al’s room too...it just smelled like...Alfred. It made Mystery relax for the first time that day. He knelt down and rested his head against the soft sheets of the bed. His ear perked up, Alfred’s breathing...his heartbeat...so even and comforting…
He closed his eyes, he loved his best friend’s heartbeat...it was so calm, especially when he slept. This wasn’t the first time he had snuck into the shiba’s room. Jeremy’s ears twitched when he heard his friend’s breathing hitch and his heartbeat skyrocket. Looking up, the dog was staring right at him, with wide terrified eyes. “Jeremy! What are you-” Jeremy panicked and slammed his paw across Al’s mouth and jumped on top of him. “Shhhhh! Al. Shhhh....” Alfred did not ‘shh’ or calm down, he screamed through Jeremy’s hand and weakly pushed at the stronger feline. The feline panicked. This wasn’t suppose to happen. Alfred couldn’t know. Alfred couldn’t...no...shouldn’t know…
He looked at his friend’s nightstand, grabbed the most blunt object there and forced Alfred’s head to the side. “I’m sorry, Al. But you can’t know that I do this.” Bringing down the object against the back of the dog’s head, a dull thud echoed through the room. His best friend went limp beneath him. “He can’t know. He can’t know. He can’t…” Jeremy’s tail flicked wildly and he placed the object back on his friend's night stand. “Please don’t remember in the morning. I-I don’t know why I do this, Al...I-I just…” Jeremy had several thoughts race by. Because I love you. Because you mean so much to me. Because I’m a freak. Because you should just stay away from me.
Jeremy didn’t say anything, he just crawled back out the window and dropped clumsily on top the garbage can, knocking it over. A shard of glass hit his leg but he started to hear a commotion from inside the Brown home, no time to worry about the shooting pain of his injury. He ran, bleeding from lower left leg, grabbed his bike and sped off down the street. The terror in Alfred’s eyes...he would never forget how his friend looked at him. He was a freak. He liked watching people sleep. Their heartbeats, their breathing, the rise and fall of their chests...he knew they were alive. Somewhere deep inside him, that made him restful and at peace. Knowing that at least someone near him was there with him. Nighttime was the worst, when the monsters and the voices and everything came into his head and he would wake up unable to move. Jeremy was a freak, he was a freak. He kept repeating that all the way home, while his leg pulsed in pain with every strain to pedal.
Alfred had no memory of his intrusion. Just a painful headache all during school. Jeremy broke into Alfred’s house again the very next night.
ghost!shai bothers Mystery and attempts again to possess him
(( just a thing I wrote in my free time, a verse that @re-shai made and its very fun to write! just a fun writing thing, might do more writing today since i’ve got a ton of time. hope yall like it! ))
Mystery laid curled up tight in his bed, stark naked except for his loose boxers. He had shoved the blankets over himself and tried desperately to stuff them in his ears. Not that it ever made the quieter or lessen their deafening screams but...it made him feel safer. One voice, that one brats voice started to ring in the back of his head and he went from scared out of his wits, to nearly seeing red. “You little fuking brat! Get out of my head!” Mystery screamed at the top of his lungs into the empty cold air of his room. His voice echoed slightly and the voices stopped. Laughing nervously, the feline poked his head out from under the blankets. Alone, quiet, and...safe. Taking a sigh of relief, he relaxed back into his sheets before the voice pierced his ears again. “Can you at least put some pants on, ya creep?” Mystery growled and tossed his covers off again. “ I said buzz off, you little shit. This is my own house, I can do, wear, and eat whatever I want.” He lowered his voice, “So. Shut. It.” The shrill voice of the girl stopped. Her vaporous form started to materialize in front of Mystery and he groaned, no no no he just wanted to sleep!
The ghostly form of Shai, the hellish spawn of his best friend popped into existence before the feline, her hands on her hips and looking rather annoyed. “Like what are you gonna do? Stab me again?” She stuck her tongue out at Mystery and glared at him. Mystery lazily glared back, “I’m sure you’ll go away just like every other ‘ghost’ I’ve ever seen. They give up eventually…” The feline took his pillow and put it over his head, stuffing his face into the bed. As soon as Mystery started to ignore Shai, he felt a spine chilling sensation creep up his tail bone and slowly inch its way to his lower back. His fur raised up, bristled, and he nearly screamed in anger again. But it was too late and as soon as Mystery flew up out of the bed to argue with the ghost of Shai, the sensation had gotten to his neck. He roared and scratched hard at his own chest and head, like that was going to do anything to stop Shai. Soon, he lost feeling in his legs and arms, then his chest. He couldn’t feel his own heartbeat. His vision blacked out and he felt the last traces of himself being pushed to the side.
The headspace of his own mind was much like an empty grand hall, if it hadn’t been taken care of in years and had been turned into a crack den at one point. He shoved his way through the ‘rumble’ of his headspace and saw Shai standing there, looking quite exhausted and deep in concentration. Mystery knew how taxing it was to possess someone. And Shai was about to know how painful it was to kicked out of a body. He charged her and as soon as she was tackled to the floor, he felt the sensation of ‘living’ come back t him. This bitch wasn’t about to possess him again, not without a fight. The two wrestled on the floor, Shai biting and punching at the older cat keeping his claws and teeth away from her face. “Give me back my body, you little cu-” The dog beneath him gave him a firm kick to the stomach and pushed him off. “I’ll trying to help you! Can’t you see that? When I’m in control, I’m actually taking care of you! Unlike how you treat yourself!” Mystery growled at her words. “You fed me kale and organic meat last week! Do you know how many hours i laid on the floor in the bathroom, vomiting up that crap!?” He cringed at the memory, his own sensitive stomach unable to handle food that was actually good for him. Too many years on junk food and overcooked meat. Shai ignored Mystery's call out and just continued to keep control of the feline's body. “I can help! Just let me help you!” She frowned for a moment, her voice breaking a bit. The cat had no sympathy in his body or voice as he charged her again. “Get your filthy paws. Out. Of. My. Head!” With one firm shove from Mystery, He was thrown back into my own body and his vision was suddenly back. Of course the form of Shai lingered across the room as well. “What the hell, old man!? I’m trying to do some good, you bastard!” Mystery layed there for a moment, dry heaving and catching his breath. His body felt gross and violated, it scared him. It made him think about all the times he had possessed Alfred and others...is this how they felt? He shook his head, no no it didn’t matter. Who cares what they thought? Who cares?
“Hey! Mr. Crazy Cat! I’m talking to you!” Shai screamed again, in her shrill and very annoying voice. She walked over and banged Mystery on the head. Well...not really. Her fist passed through the older cat’s skull but it sent shivers violently up Mystery's spine. “Fuck off! Don’t do that, brat!” She recoiled as his arm passed through her torso and left the feline with another set of violent shivers. Shai laughed nervously, she still hadn’t gotten used to the fact that the old man couldn’t hurt her anymore. “Kitty don’t like the cold? I promise, there will be no sleep, no peace and no quiet while I’m here!” The mutt smirked at the pissed off Mystery, “I can do this all night, Mystery....”
only got one mun here and thats me, Unknown. im currently working on another rp blog rn but for the most part my main is pretty dead but you guys can follow it i guess
its @bonetrumpet i hope you like depression and super cringe
Yeah sorry but that last ask made me fucking physically sick. Understand that yes, mystery is a character that has done fucked up shit like murder and r/pe before. I may have rps that borderline on that. I will always stop the rp or delete the content or just straight up not write that shit anymore if people here cant be mature about the subject. its not a joke. dont send me asks asking my muse to r/pe you. i will not respond, in fact i’ll actually block you because i dont want that shit on my page. thats why i say in my rules, im not comfortable with kids following me. i touch on dark subject because mystery is a dark character and i dont feel that its apporiate for kids to be following that.
its not funny. dont come to my blog thinking that i wouldn’t take that shit seriously. unfollow me if you are gonna act like that.
(( Annnnddddd this is where mun unknown steps in and says that im not comfortable with shit like this. please dont send me asks like this. i don’t think its funny. it makes me very uncomfortable. so yeah thanks, dont fucking joke about rape on my blog. ))