#whlteroses

[thesickening]

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Alex's eyes were wide..it was a complete medical miracle that this man hasn't died yet for this man put a bullet through his skull. Looking over his skull Alex had bandages ready to wrap around the unconscious man's head. Doing so in a hurry. And as tight as possible.

"Can you hear me?" He asked. Taking his glasses off as he checked his pulse. Then his eyes. Shining a light in them to see if there was any change or get some sort of reaction out of him." You're one lucky bastard.."

He awoke with a sharp gasp. Instinct told him to move, but the second he tried, white - hot pain ripped through every nerve. ❝ Fuck ! It hurts ! It fucking hurts ! ❞ He didn't even know where. His eyes ? his skull ? his brain ? his medulla oblongata ? His mind was a fogged - up mess, after consciousness slammed back into him like a freight train.

He wasn’t exactly thinking about what he’d done to end up like this — that would’ve required clarity, & clarity was a luxury he couldn't have right now.

Through the haze, he caught sight of a man — a stranger. Didn't matter, he needed something real to hold on to, something to anchor him to the world instead of the agony. Both his hands shot out, clutching the man’s arm with desperate strength. His nails bit into skin as another cry ripped out of him.

❝ Jesus Christ, it hurts ! ❞ It was all he could manage, all he could think, all he was. Just pain, panic, & a pulse that refused to calm.

[etherealxmuses]

@whlteroses Continuation from here

Honeyed eyes stared at the man across from him- was she obsessed with him? No. She knew the eyes of a killer; she was a killer herself, too- contacts only, but nonetheless a killer.

But, like many killers, they get bored, and when they get bored, they like to play.

"Why is that?" She asked, leaning back on her chair as she held his gaze. Kassandra stood up from her spot and walked around the table to face him. "Are you afraid to meet someone like you?" Kassandra was curious if he ever wanted to meet someone like him, someone who somewhat understood him. Though he needed someone to understand him.

"This is a first for you, isn't it?

[papabigtoes]

Heyyyyy its Yume Mandy. Someone I'm in telegram with just nao was like hey isn't Sal Falconbeck that guy you're FO and I said um yes obviously, and they said well he's on c ai. And I was confused like no a guy on ao3 made him? But they sent me a link and someone named medivigor made a bot of him and its public on their, idk if this person is using your writing or just the NAME but either way did you approve this? I know you said you don't want your art used for fartificial intelligas so I thot maybe it was behind your back 🤢🤮☹ please protect my baby from this evil hell HE DOESN'T DESERVE THIS!! SAL DOESN'T WANT PEOPLE PRETENDING THEY'RE HIM!! 😡🤬🤬😡☠🗣⚰⚰

Hiya Mandy!

Medivigor had brought it to my attention before, but I thought it was a private, self-indulgent thing. I thought they just shaped a random bot and talked to it to try to get their own version out of it?

That being said, a friend looked it up and I’m afraid they did in fact put my work into it;

which is a real shame. This is from chapter 3 of planet pissed, where he’s reading a newspaper and wears glasses at a random bar;

And Ch. 4 as well;

I do not approve of people using my text or art to shape ai. It’s insulting.

Thank you for bringing this to my attention, Mandy! Feel free to chat in dms if you want - I won’t bite (unless I’m prodded!)

[brightreporterwithapointofview]

@whlteroses continued from here

Daniel's eyes narrowed in suspicion. Alex was right, of course. Daniel didn't know who he really was, or the kind of acts he committed. But he had lived in San Francisco long enough to know that no one offered things for free. Especially not drinks.

He watched carefully as the other man took a sip of the wine, looking for any sign that the liquid was tainted. But there was nothing. Still looking at him with distrust, Daniel slowly picked the glass up and took a sip. It was good- he thought. He really had no idea what made a wine good or not.

"I don't know you, man. You can't blame me for not just drinking something any random guy buys me. You must be new around here to think trust comes that easy. So, what's the game? What're you angling for?"

[smrnffvdka]

@whlteroses asked: [ open ] 

❥      NON - SEXUAL   ACTS   OF   DOMINANCE . 

 𝐚𝐬  𝐢𝐦𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐧  𝐢𝐬  𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭  𝐭𝐨  𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫  𝐭𝐡𝐞  𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭,  𝐬𝐡𝐞  𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲  𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬  𝐛𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝  𝐡𝐞𝐫.   her  eyes  meet  a  man,  hands  completely  full,  heading  the  same  direction.  without  a  second  thought,  she  offers  a  warm  smile  and  steps  to  the  side,   her  hand  still  pressed  against  the  door  to  keep  it  open.  ❝after  you,❞

[fcllederage]

"You look gorgeous today."

"Today? Just today? Thanks I guess."

@whlteroses