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If you guys could keep reblogging the callout post (and this post as well), that would be very helpful. I want to spread the word, and I want people to know that they're not alone. If you have been abused by Pablo mechanicaljacobin, please message me, anon or not. You don't have to provide any evidence if you don't want to; you're safe here.

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callout for Pablo mechanicaljacobin (aka Mr. Saturday)

Hi, my name is Max. This isn’t my real name, as I’m not comfortable giving that out.

This is a callout post for tumblr user Pablo mechanicaljacobin (nsfw blog is adionysianmind). It’s taken me a long time to work up the courage to do this, but I feel like it’s necessary, so that other people are aware and can avoid him at all costs.

Unfortunately, I don’t have any evidence. After my encounter with him, I deleted all memories of him - texts, emails, Facebook messages, etc. because they caused flashbacks and panic attacks.

I have spoken to my therapist, who specializes in PTSD, about potentially going to the police, and she advised me against it, because I have no evidence, and the statute of limitations is up in one month from the time of this post anyways.

I’m going to put this under a cut, because it’s going to get long. Warnings for: pedophilia, emotional abuse, emotional neglect, “daddy kink”/ageplay, rape, manipulation, suicide mentions, murder mentions, physical abuse, genital mentions, and misgendering/transphobia

I found Pablo through one of my friends. At the time, I was 15 years old and very into Steam Powered Giraffe and steampunk in general, and so was my friend. They mentioned someone named Mr. Saturday, and I followed him on tumblr and watched youtube videos of him. I thought he was funny and seemed like a nice person, so I sent him a message. I lived in a different state than he did, but that really wasn’t an issue at this point. We started talking, and I eventually followed his nsfw blog. We flirted sexually (I was still 15, he was 22 or 23 I believe. I have memory issues regarding ages and numbers.) and that continued for about a month, before I gave him my email address. Here is a list of things that happened after that:

at around midnight on June 25th (my birthday) he asked for nudes, which I emailed him. He also demanded that I call him and leave a message pledging my submission to him, which I did. We had a Caregiver/little (or “daddy kink”) dynamic

he constantly told me how hot it was that I was a minor. He called me jailbait often and mentioned the fact that I was underage quite a bit, he readily admitted that it was a huge part of why he was attracted to me

he would respond to my texts so long as they were sexual or submissive in nature, but would ignore my texts that I wanted to kill myself, or that I was cutting myself, or that I was starving myself to be perfect for him.

I fell in love with him. I made him my world, because that was what he demanded. I craved his constant attention

he praised me often, but only in a sexual manor, telling me I was his favorite sub (we had an open poly relationship; he had other partners and so did I), that my body was perfect and he couldn’t wait to bruise it, etc. etc.

he would text me throughout the day with sexual messages, demanding nudes even when I was in public spaces, which I sent him. I was still a minor at this point.

Things continued in this manor until just after I turned 18 (he was 24 or 25 now, again I can’t remember), and we finally had the chance to meet in person. This was when everything came to a head. Here is a chronological list of events over the three-day period I was with him (note: some things may be slightly out of order or slightly off because I have PTSD from it, which causes memory issues)

I arrived while he was at work. He told me to rest in bed, then put on my “sluttiest outfit” and wait on my knees by the door for him.

he came home, and snapped his fingers at me and said “take off my shoes”, which I did. He then pulled out his penis and forced it into my mouth, without asking for consent. He then made me unbutton his shirt for him while I was still on my knees, then punched me in the jaw. I fell over onto my side, and he started kicking me in the ribs. This was all done without the discussion of a safe word or signal, and he knew that this would be my first real-life BDSM encounter, while he was experienced.

continued to make me perform fellatio while he held my head down on his penis until I was gasping for breath. He then had sex with me, being very violent physically after that.

during this time, he called me a girl multiple times. I’m an afab trans boy, and he knew that; I had identified as a boy and used he/him pronouns for over half of our two-year relationship, and all of our mutual friends referred to me with he/him pronouns.

later that night, the same thing happened. He was violent physically and sexually, and never mentioned a safe word. After the first time, I was too terrified to bring it up.

the second time he had sex with me, he ejaculated inside of me (I was on birth control so he didn’t use a condom). I had told him that I’m allergic to semen and it burns when I have semen inside my vagina, yet he ejaculated inside me anyways, without permission.

we went to dinner. I paid for him, like we had agreed on

we came home, he had sex with me again in the same way, then I changed into pajamas and fell asleep.

I woke up the next morning to find him having sex with me; he had started when I was asleep. This is undeniably rape; a sleeping person cannot consent. He once again ejaculated inside of me, saying “I just saw you asleep there and I had to use you.”

we spent the day in public, nothing much happened during that time.

we left the beach where we were early because I told him I was having bad anxiety. I laid on the couch watching TV, and he came and sat next to me and started fingering me, saying he “wanted to make [me] feel better”. He did not ask permission before this, and I was so anxious and traumatized from the past night and morning that I was mute and couldn’t communicate.

later that night, I specifically asked for “cute, vanilla sex”. I wanted him to be gentle and say loving things to me, and I told him in those exact words. During this, he started off gentle, but made me perform fellatio again and got very rough during that, saying “don’t worry, Daddy’s just making sure you’re still good at this”. During this, he again called me a girl, saying “this is what little girls are supposed to do for their Daddies”

a few hours later, we had sex again, and roughly this time. I was on top of him and he was telling me how he wanted to kill me and have sex with my dead corpse, how he wanted to sew my mouth shut and then rip open the stitches with his penis while I was still alive, then use my blood as lube to have sex w/ me. During this, I started sobbing, and collapsed on top of him. He didn’t stop; he got rougher, ejaculated inside me, and then just let me cry on top of him.

the morning after, he had to leave for work (as it was now Monday) and he woke me up, kissed me, and said “I love you” and left.

-I later got on my plane and went home

It took me a few days to accept what had happened; I was in shock. When I confronted him about all the misgendering that had happened over the weekend (both during sex and not during sex) he ignored it. I broke up with him and that was that.

TL;DR: tumblr user Pablo/Mr. Saturday engaged in an emotionally abusive long-distance relationship with me for 2 years while I was a minor and he was an adult, then spent a 3-day period physically abusing me and raping me under the guise of BDSM

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No doubt this makes me sexier.

i've always wanted to fuck a seagull

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super jelly rhubarb jelly

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cause you sure can't jam

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u 2 jelly

oh my god you fucking loser

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this just in; pablo is a huge nerd

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RFE persona related things

Ok so percy is basically a magician that uses magic to win street gambling. That is literally the entire source of his income. His best friend is scientist named Cicero who often claims that magic isn't real. Percy in turn replies that science is dumb. They both have a very deep respect for each other that they would never admit to. Friends often tease each other.    Despite his constant cheating, he isn't an awful guy. Sometimes if he sees those truly down on their luck he'll challenge them and purposely lose, so he knows they'll have enough money to take care of themselves for a few days.

His homeland is Whisperfell, a place full of magic. (think alice in wonderland on MORE drugs) In whisperfell, things simply happen with no explanation. Civilizations can rise and fall in a single week, or a new species can pop out of thin air. 

Whenever Percy returns to his homeland, he must shed his human form. His non human self isn't much different than his human self physically, but he is taller and more agile. (By taller I mean that he's almost 5'5, the people of whisperfell are very small. Except, of course, the Draconians, who can grow up to eight feet)

More about personality...

Percy is often rash, and acts before thinking. He has his intelligent and well thought out plots, but they are few and far between.

He's sarcastic, but generally friendly. His sense of humor can fly over people's heads easily because most of his jokes and quips and common in Whisperfell, and not all that funny in any other world. He absolutely loves sweets of any kind and it is pretty easy to bribe him with them.

He can be a bit lazy, but once he gets going, he doesn't want to stop. If someone doesn't stop him, he'll stay up for days researching any one topic.

He isn't very educated, but he's clever. He never actually went to school, but was taught about magic and the world by his mentor. He is street smart, but not book smart.

that's all for now, I guess?? if anyone wants to know more just message me.

also, I feel like he would get along with Mr Saturday. Can you confirm/deny please, Mr. Saturday? 

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Had a dream Mr. Saturday was Wolverine. Main point was that his hair.. it was Logan's hair. I'm sorry but I woke up laughing. I vaguely remember my skin was blue.. I am guessing I was Mystique. But that isn't important.. Mr. SATURDAY.. WITH WOLVERINE HAIR. pfffffffft...hehehe.. I thought I'd share the odd dreams I have of my boyfriend..cause I can.