hey my name is rot. i also go by dredge or zombie. i am 33, he/him it/its they/them but all of that is in my description and whatever
i am the main host of the rot system. (im not gonna list them all but theres a lot of us in here)
DNI: n-zis, racists, pro-lifers, anti-vaxxers, non-supporters/anti free palestine/pro israel, anti free ukraine, trump supporters, truscum, anti neo pronouns, anti otherkin/fictionkin, abdl/ddlg/mdlb/cgl/nomap/somap/maps, people who sexualize age regression, tickler/tickle community (i have trauma related to it), z**phile, PROSHIPPER, age up minors to fit into adult situations, okay with noncon/dubcon or are neutral to it, and consumers or neutral to toxic media/toxic media creators which are listed in the tags.
anybody have $10 for a family of 7 (2 kids under 15) to eat now and later please help us get like anything? liu is out for the summer and will eat her meals here. We have no way to get to the store please help me a autistic disabled, lesbian and family survive this month also we're still overdrawn
what people think mania is: HEE HEE im so hyper im gonna run around giggling tee hee hee im such a silly goofy goober
what mania is actually like: im going to break all of the bones in my body one by one and set myself on fire while screaming the entire time and if you look at me youre done
me as a teenager: man it sucks to have no privacy or autonomy but i guess its for a good reason. when i turn 18 i will realise how young i was and understand why they did all that.
me as an adult: teenagers are an oppressed class, their abuse is normalised and systemic and they need to start killing people
I was fully prepared for the "fundamentally didnt understand Lolita" situation from OP, but nah. Rowling legit described a book that's intended to be about abuse from the perspective of the abuser as a "love story".
I yearn for more spamfics make Spam kiss n cuddle up to the reader please 🙏💔
Welcome Home (Spamton x Reader - No warnings)
You were on the couch, scrolling on your phone as you heard the door open up, slamming shut.
"I'M [Home Alone VHS] HONEY BUNNY!!!"
A smirk broke across your face as you sat up, lifting yourself so he could see you. He let out a cackle and scuttled over to you, hopping up onto the couch with some scrabbling.
"AND HOW WAS MY [Darling precious lovely]S DAY?"
You pressed a kiss to his teeth, making his face go red and a locomotive whistle sfx erupt from him. Happened every time you kissed him when he didn't see it coming, or didn't initiate it. It was stupidly adorable. He leaned into it, tongue flicking across your lips as you leaned back.
"S'better now that you're back from....Whatever the hell you've been doing."
"NOTHING [Wrong, wrong, wrong!] I ASSURE YOU."
Suuuure. Little dude was shady as Hell, all he did was that kinda stuff. But you didn't mind. You kissed his forehead, and Spamton giggled. His legs were kicking.
He sure was adorable for such a broken down little puppet. It took forever for him to trust you to get this close, but now that he did, he couldn't get enough of it. If he was capable, he'd be on you 24/7. Literally on you.
Spamton nuzzled his cheek on yours, then turned to poke your nose with his. His eyes lidded a bit as he let out a huff. You smiled.
"What?"
"YER JUST SO [Cutie Pie]. YANNO THAT?"
"Look who's talking."
Spamton's whole body literally buzzed, physically, from that as he looked around, then put his face in his hands; Then finally in your neck. He was giggling, again. What an absolute goober.
"KEEP [Sweet talk] TO ME LIKE THAT AND YOU'LL GET [More than you can afford!]"
"That's a bad thing?"
You could have sworn he let out a squeal from that last flirty line, and he pushed himself as much into your neck as he could. Good lord.
Spamton pulled back after a minute, face red, hands propping his face up with his elbows on your chest. He was grinning- ...Grinning wider.
"[KISS ME, KISS ME, KISS ME AGAIN]?" His nose poked onto yours. You tilted your head to the side so your lips met his....teeth, his hands reaching up to hold your face. He pulled back and buried his face in your neck.
"LET'S TAKE A [BREAK A LEG]! WHATCHA LOOKIN AT ON YER [Put that damn phone down]?"
You put your arm across his back, hugging him close and showing him your FYP. He snuggled right up, like a little puppy looking for warmth. You smiled. He smiled.
"....WOW, FILTHY."
"What- HEY- IT IS NOT?!"
"SO THAT AIN'T A [Thirsty for a Coke?] TRAP RIGHT THERE?"
