#corrupted pov

[corruptedcaps]

Clumsy Me

“It’s a super kind gesture Greg but are you sure there are no other pairs of pants I can wear? Not that I’m not grateful but skin tight leggings aren’t really my style. Plus I know your stepmom Madison ran out on you and your dad like a year ago but she’d kill me if she saw me in a pair of her slick black pants. You’re right beggars can’t be choosers put this is just until my own jeans dry in your machine ok? Still can’t believe I tripped like that, did you always have that foot stool there? Whatever, just give me a minute to change.”

“Well what do you think? You hate it right? Wait you like it? I guess it is kind of nice, it makes my figure kind of pop doesn’t it? I never thought I’d have the body to pull off anything like this. Can’t believe I’m the same size as you step mom too. Could never wear some of the things she has in there though. All that luxurious fur, expensive jewelry, and those plunging necklines, I could never! Oh whoops I’m so clumsy today, I’ve gone and spilled the second drink you got me on my top. I’ll just sneak back into your step mom’s closet and find something to wear.”

“There we go, now I’m all dry and warm, despite this new top not covering my navel. When I put it on I realized that something was missing and somehow I knew this belt would tie everything together. I feel so stylish, like one of those bougy bitches at school. Do you think if I wore this to school tomorrow they would notice? I promise I’ll bring it all back after school tomorrow. Thanks!”

“I know I know I said I would bring the clothes back and I have but I just had to borrow some others. My outfit was a big hit with Cassandra and all her friends, they said I showed real promise! Can you believe that? Only last week they were picking on me. But if I show up tomorrow wearing my usual drab unfashionable outfits they’ll start bullying me again. Plus don’t I look kind of hot in this new combo? I’ve never worn such high boots before or such a short skirt. It’s hard to explain but the clothes just kind of call to me and each piece I choose just makes sense. I never had an eye for fashion before but these clothes are bringing the inner designer out in me and I can’t deny the results!”

“Hey there handsome, I need to get a new outfit for tomorrow. The girls were in awe yet again. They were right too, I do look better without my glasses. My head is swimming with ideas of what to wear, it was all I could think of last night. What do you mean no? Greg you don’t understand, I need to keep up appearances otherwise I’m toast! Plus your stepmom isn’t around anymore! Still no huh? Well that’s a shame, because you know what else I was thinking last night? I was thinking how if I have to come over everyday to change then you and I should have some fun too. Don’t be coy, I’ve seen how you’ve been looking at me. Look how about you see the lingerie I borrowed, see wouldn’t you like to see me in more?”

“How did I get in here? I made a copy of your key, duh! If I’m going to be your girlfriend I need to be able to get inside your house when you’re not here. Aren’t you glad I did, like look at this new outfit I put together, all the girls are going to be green with envy when they see me. One of them was telling me that Cassandra was starting to feel threatened by my style, that she thinks I’m going to take over the clique! Can you believe that? Me?! It is kind of hot to think of though, me taking over a group of girls who used to bully me and taking down the head bitch herself. Mmmm it’s got me kind of wet, how about you be a good boyfriend and get our knees for me. There’s a reason why I’m wearing a skirt after all.”

“You’re breaking up with me? Why? I have not become a bully! Cassandra was the biggest bitch in our school, I just took her down several pegs. In front of the whole school. While she cried. Sure I made all her old friends block her on socials and refuse to talk to her ever again but she deserved it and now that all her friends are mine now I can run the school how it should be. If that means some of life’s losers get bullied then so be it, they don’t deserve my pity or yours. Come on baby I’m offering you the chance to become king, don’t let your morals get in the way of having me as your queen. Fine if that’s how you feel then fuck you loser, you small dicked prick. I only was with you to get access to you stepmom’s clothes, but I don’t need them or you! So long dork!”

“Oh it’s you creep. Surprised to see me in your house? Well I had every intention of never seeing you again but I was wrong about what I said last week. What? About you? Don’t be stupid, I meant about the clothes. I do NEED them! I bought some hawt clothes of my own but it just wasn’t the same. They weren’t expensive and slutty enough. I was feeling my confidence and power draining over the past few days but now that I’m back in Madison’s clothes I’m feeling more me again. Her bitchy perfume still lingers in their fabric and it’s makes me feel so bad! Your dad let me in and said I should just take whatever I wanted. He was just so accommodating after I put on Madison’s tightest clothes and gave him the best blowjob of his life. He said I should come back everyday and I fully intend on doing so.”

“Mmm your father was right, blonde does make me look older, more mature, more sexy. Wasn’t Madison a blonde? Why am I even asking you, it will only distract you from cooking. To think a few months ago I was giving you the best handjobs of your life so I could have access to Madison’s clothes and now I’m your dad’s fiancée and all the clothes are mine! You could have had me you know? You could have had this perfect ass but you were worried I had become a bully or some nonsense. Your father loves what a bitch I am and encourages me to be a mean spoilt brat by letting me buy whatever I want. Having access to his money allowed me to buy the clothes I deserved! That’s why I love him unconditionally. It certainly helps he’s so well hung, something you never inherited. Speaking of which I think I just heard him come in, I think he and I can slip in a quickie while you cook. Stay if you want to watch perv.”

“Don’t look at me worm, just keep scrubbing the floors. Your father and I want this place spotless when we return from our honeymoon but before we leave I just wanted to tell you a secret. I’m pregnant. I have no doubt it will be a girl and I’m going to raise her to be the biggest, meanest slut there even has been. She’ll have everything her cruel heart desires and I’m going to spoil her rotten. She’ll have my fashion sense of course and your father’s ruthless business acumen. What do you think of Maddy for her name, short for Madison? She’ll be such a wicked princess, and you? Well you’ll be here cleaning the floors everyday for the rest of your life. On that note… oooops I’ve spilled my drink all over your clean floor. I guess I’m just so clumsy.”

#f2f #corruption #bitchification #evil bitch #corrupted clothing #corrupted pov

[1captainjordan4]

What if I sent you the idea to draw pirates!Sunship duo or s2 Corrupted Shelby (idk if youve seen pirates)

Omg i love women’s wrongs!!

#empires smp #empires shubble #shubble #shubbleyt #corrupted shelby #my art #lat #as for pirates- ive only seen a bit of Oli’s POV #maybe ill watch more in the future just not rlly into it rn #but my amazing talented friend blods is making some v good sunship art of pirates sooo 👀👀

[ahalliance]

qétoiles n qbagz’ convo about his code arm + fun banter from last sunday :] english subs + transcript below da cut

[Video transcript:

Etoiles: But yesterday when he [Forever] talked to me, he was so frightened, basically he was like, ‘But one day won’t you lose your shit and want to kill the Eggs with the Code, and everything?’ Though I was telling him, ‘But the fact is, I know the Code very well’—

Baghera: Oh, so you told him you joined—?

Etoiles: No, no, no, not at all. It’s just that he has these assumptions that I’m really allied to the Code because—

Baghera: I think it’s due to your Code tattoo, also, it gives off the impression you’re in the process of transforming into a Code, Etoiles, let’s not lie.

Etoiles: That’s it, that’s it. But, basically I told him that I’ve had it since—

Baghera: But you don’t give a shit? You’re taking it well?

Etoiles: Well, yeah, I don’t give a shit because I know he’ll never beat me. Basically I—

Baghera: But you don’t give a shit about the code literally popping up over your body?

Etoiles: Well, yeah, because it’s a part of me now. It’s normal.

Baghera: How?

Etoiles: Well, after— after fighting someone 17 times, you start— you start creating links. But those links—

Baghera: But— you know that’s not how things work. Like— look, we cross paths. Right now we’re crossing paths. You see? We’re crossing paths. I kick your ass. Like, for free. You see? I see you, I’m like, ‘Bro, I don’t like his face,’ so I kick your ass.

Etoiles: But no! Because if you tell me ‘Good fight’ at the end—

Baghera: I see you again— wait, I’m not finished. I see you again like 12 times, and I tell myself, ‘Hey, I’ll do it again,’ I kick your ass again. After a while, Rayou, I won’t get diabetes!

Etoiles: Well, maybe you will, huh.

Baghera: Yes, but it’s not— it doesn’t work, like— there’s no correlation, you see!

Etoiles: You know you won’t have those cells anymore, you know, it’s possible.

Baghera: But— no— what I mean is— Etoiles! That’s now how it works! It’s worrisome! It’s normal for us to worry!

Etoiles: Well, yeah, but, uhhh. Basically, you’re all used to talking with me on the island. And you understand very well that there’s nothing able to corrupt me.

Baghera: That we don’t know, Etoiles! Because— if it’s— I know that your morality, and your enormous brain, and your big body, won’t get corrupted. But if there’s suddenly— well, what I mean is that we don’t know what all the possible systems of manipulation on the island are.

Etoiles: It’s true. No, it’s true. But for the moment I’m doing well.

Baghera: Yeah, well, so much the better. But—

Etoiles: For the moment I’m doing well!

Baghera: If you feel any change, Etoiles, mention it, okay?

Etoiles: Oh, I’ll talk about it. But for the time being I’m doing very well.

Baghera: So I can understand peoples’ fear upon seeing you LITERALLY transform into a Code and who tell themselves, ‘Oh, strange, maybe there’s a thing with the Codes.’

Etoiles: It’s true but who can better know the dangers of the Code than someone who’s confronted it his whole life? Instead of someone who—

Baghera: I’m well aware.

Etoiles: No but it’s— it’s— it’s for that reason that I told Forever. I totally understand the fear and everything, it’s normal. You see a dude turning into a Code, you ask yourself, ‘What’s the guy who sent him doing?’

Baghera: Well, yeah, there you go.

Etoiles: Like, ‘Who sent him?’

Baghera: But you don’t feel any different? Nothing?

Etoiles: Absolutely not, no. Everything is going well. I still hate the Code whenever I see him, I still want to kick his ass. Everything’s fine. Even if right now I want him—

Baghera: But you join up with them when he suggests it, yeah. Well, it’s to get the shield back.

Etoiles: It was just for the shield, believe me. Believe me, if I run into them again- if I run into them again and they don’t offer me things to save the Eggs and everything, it’s goodbye. And considering what I’ve prepared— considering what I’ve prepared, I objectively think that 5 Codes won’t be enough to kill me. There’ll need to be 10 of them.

Baghera: They might bring 10, huh.

Etoiles: Yeah, well, then again, we have time.

Baghera: Well, in any case, they don’t want to kill you anymore since you’re working with them.

Etoiles: Well, in fact, we’re not really— actually— I don’t really know what he’s thinking. Because the last time we talked I told them, ‘But if you lay even a finger on the Eggs, I’ll kick your fucking asses, you sacks of shit.’ And they left, and they didn’t answer me.

Baghera: Then again, they’re a bit cryptic, the Codes, you know.

Etoiles: Yeah, but normally they— I managed to talk with them a bit, so— so I don’t know. Personally, I’m telling you—

Baghera: Okay, no, what I mean is that I understand why when people see you they think, ‘Maybe it’s possible he’s getting a little bit corrupted by the Codes.’

Etoiles: No but yeah, yeah, I totally get it. But honestly, never. Never in a million years.

Baghera: I believe you! I trust you. But if there’s— if once you feel any difference or something of the sort, you mention it, okay? To whomever you want, but you mention it.

Etoiles: Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (10000x)

Baghera: You know you’re not very reassuring when you say that, as an answer.

Etoiles: That’s true. But I’m telling you there’s no problem. And— actually. The moment I start feeling strange, I’ll put numbers. And so you’ll have to come get me.

Baghera: Okay, okay. I’ll remember that.

Etoiles: Just that. But I— I— yeah. I whisper in the Code’s ear.

Baghera: The day you start talking to me in binary, there’ll be an issue, basically.

Etoiles: The day I say, ‘10001’, that’s it. But actually, I’m telling you, I could never be corrupted because I have AVAST, my wool block which blocks viruses.

Baghera: That’s real, that’s real.

end video transcript.]

#qsmp #etoiles #baghera jones #étoiles #jay clips #jay rambles #8/10/2023 #please reblog this it took so long . #my fault for thinking transcribing and subtitling a 4min clip was a smart idea tho tbf #lmk if there’s any like . orthography errors in the transcript or whatevs i’ll correct em #i clipped this from étoiles pov but bagz’ pov was so fucking good too #the absolute side eye she gave him as he said the code ‘was a part of him now’ 😭 love the energy #these clips r just gonna serve as her I TOLD YOU SO evidence if smth happens #^ see idk if he’s actually gonna get corrupted (cubito’s chad enough to stave it off let’s be fr) #but i think it’s more of a question of whether the admins (and étoiles) will be able to resist the call of dramatic irony #bc it would be so good LMAO #anw shoutout to the part where he says ‘j’ai envie de lui [le Code]—‘ (I want him [the Code]—‘) #im well aware he just cut himself off before finishing his sentence but ty for furthering the codetoiles agenda king i appreciate it #saying ‘en ce moment j’ai un peu plus envie de lui’ about the Code is CRAZY kabdisdbsidjs

[noecoded]

#ASMO: r u with the band..? ♡

outfit from this

#pov u are a groupie #i know that doesnt make sense with my caption but pretend it does.it was originally a groupie pov #pretend there is like music to this.i should be able to add audio to my art posts #i need to be like a sound engineer so i can properly convey the mood like muffled music with the thumping bass inthe back and like old buil #ding noises #srry im rlly sickk over htis theme and outfit and stuff i HAD to draw it #but the worst par t is my app crashed when i was finishing this upp and it corrupted the file and now i cant even access it #this is like bunny asmo all over again.at least i finished this one #i did a timelapse of likethe main chunk of this drawing like the first hr or so..i will maybe post it for like 5min before i get embarrasse #d and delete it...ok now i am on a tangent i am uploadinign this from work.goodnight everyon e #asmodeus obey me #mine #asmo

[lildrea28]

Everything is perfect

Sheratober2023 prompt (temptation)

I realized this is literally a

(this is fine) meme

#she ra #shera #she ra princess of power #catra shera #artists on tumblr #spop catra #she ra fanart #catgirl #corrupted catra #sheratober #sheratober2023 #catra art #she ra catra #catratober #inktober #inktober 2023 #catra #glitched catra #pov adora btw #temptation

[thxrnking]

Tainted Love - a dark!Jacklust one shot

Tag List: @mightnightmooon @anja-the-sane-sibling @phoenixriaartemis @wainmfis @solareclipse2112 @miraimeity @nervoustimetravelpost @libralelia @punsandquips @caitlynnrosespn @olivialivielou @charminggold25 @the-triggered-lizard @drowntowns

Summary - A dark shadow has been creeping across the Danceverse and after trying to help, you find yourself dragged before the Swan Prince. Horrible truths build upon terrifying revelations as it slowly dawns on you, there may not be a way out.

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It was a mistake. A calculated risk you took but your Math didn’t quite check out. Your friends told you not to do it but you couldn’t just let those Swan minions take that poor innocent man. He made it out but the cost was your own freedom.

Swan Tower stands tall at the epicentre of the Swan Empire. No one who enters is ever seen as themselves again. Either they die or are turned and naturally you’re not overly fond of either option. Struggling against your captors and squirming in their grip to get away makes no difference. Their clawed hands hold tight; their emotionless faces don’t change. Eventually sick of the fight they take a tighter grip and proceed to half-drag and half-carry you in.

The throne room is a large cavernous space devoid of much of anything except for the throne at the far end and the large swan statue behind it. It’s hollow and empty and as you shout yet again to be let go your voice bounces around the entire room back and forth in a cruel mockery of you. As you approach the throne you notice a figure draped across it, one that is very familiar.

The former Jack Rose. While wearing the same old red suit, his once iconic red hair is now a stark black, with a small pink streak, while his bright pink feather boa has almost completely turned black. No one truly knows what happened to him, only that he prefers to go by Jack Swan now and is a twisted shadow of his former self.

As you’re brought before the throne you’re thrown to the floor, barely catching yourself before you chip your teeth. You look to the throne. The Swan Prince is sat sideways, his legs over one arm while his back rests against the other. He isn’t looking at you, his attention taken by some dust or dirt on his gloves instead.

Seconds tick past as you desperately look around hoping to see some sort of way out, but with Jack Swan before you, the minions who brought you in still behind you, and a hundred and fifty feet to the nearest doorway, you’re stuck waiting for him to acknowledge you.

“You can’t do this, you know,” Swan turns to you. He looks bored and as though your mere presence is nothing but a nuisance, “Getting in our way. It’s rude.”

You try to speak but your response is nonsense, torn between an apology you don’t mean and a scathing take-down that you don’t have the guts to back up. You’re not ignorant to the situation you find yourself in and honestly don’t know which road will get you the least tortured.

Swan chuckles, apparently finding your bumbling amusing as he swings his legs off the arm of the throne and moves to stand.

“We have this plan, you see. Very important, very precise and we just don’t care for those who make the mistake of standing in the way.” Each footstep as he walks forward echoes around you, piercing the air and cutting into your chest as you struggle to keep your calm, “So an example has to be made.”

Digging deep you find the strength to spit out that he doesn’t scare you. It doesn’t matter if it’s true or not, you won’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you tremble.

“It’s not me you have to be afraid of,” Swan can’t help but laugh at your attempt at bravery, “Not when Mother gave me a powerful friend to do my dirty work.”

From behind the throne steps another figure. Taller, much darker in overall colour to the point it takes you a moment to realise just who you’re looking at. As it dawns on you, your jaw drops.

No!

Almost unrecognisable, Wanderlust as you’ve never seen him before steps forward. A purple shirt, blue pin-striped trousers, and a black feathered cape, while a black diamond over one eye makes it hard to look at him. The colours are similar enough that the more you look the more you see him, but the colours are unbalanced, almost like you’re looking at a fun-house mirror reflection given life. Worst of all, his crown, an iconic sight that’s inspired countless of citizens across all the Danceverse has been twisted, stretched, and spiked beyond recognition.

“You’re late.” Jack smirks as he watches your reaction, playfully admonishing Wanderlust without even turning.

“I’m sorry, your Highness.”

Rumours have been flying for weeks that Wanderlust had been overtaken but you never actually believed it before now, no one did. No one wanted to. He’s supposed to stand for all that is good and right and joyous about everything and if even he couldn’t stand up against the Night Swan then who could?

“I know that look.” The Swan Prince saunters forward, crouching before you and peering at you like you’re some animal, the smile never leaving his face, “I’ve seen that look a hundred times, hell I wore that look once, remember that Lust?” he calls over his shoulder but doesn’t wait for an answer, “then Mother taught me better and now I know. I understand that this is what’s best for everyone. The Swan Empire is what’s best for everyone.”

The smile falters and you see a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. Like he’s reading from a script and he’s just heard what he’s saying out loud for the first time and it doesn’t make sense.

Yes Jack. Remember, this isn’t right!

A blue hand falls on Jack’s shoulder and in a flicker the moment is gone. Self-assurance, confidence, and that hollow narcissistic bravado that had wavered is back in force. While the two of you were staring in silence, Wanderlust has stepped forward and with only a hand, silently anchored his partner back to reality. Swan reaches to place his own hand on top of Wanderlust’s.

“Even Wanderlust used to think like you.”

Jack Swan stands, stepping back slightly as Wanderlust reaches forward, wrapping his arms around his partner’s waist and resting his chin on his shoulder. Swan leans back into the hold.

“Now he knows better. Don’t you?”

“Yes, your Highness.”

Wanderlust nuzzles at his partner’s cheek with a small smirk while Swan melts further back into his possessive grip, humming as he drinks in the attention.

Then Swan swiftly turns in his partner’s hold, grabbing the back of his head and pulling him in. Wanderlust doesn’t hesitate, shifting just as their lips crush together so he can hold Swan just as tight. It’s forceful and passionate, both of them gripping and kissing as though the world will end the second they stop.

Everyone knew the rumours about Wanderlust and Jack Rose. Whispers of a forbidden bond that went unspoken and unfulfilled; an implicit trust that went beyond the mere friendship they showed to the world around them. Even so, the thought of them ever doing anything was laughable. No one would have accepted it.

Seeing them like this, unrestrained, you realise that their being paired together is no accident.

Both of them in their own right are powerful enough to stand against Night Swan, and given their strength they’re the most likely to question what they’re doing. But as long as she allows them to be together, free from judgement, free from expectation, if either should start to doubt, the other would be there to remind them exactly what they have to lose. As long as they’re allowed to keep the other near, there would be no rescuing either of them.

Swan stops, shoving Wanderlust away from him.

“Enough.”

Wanderlust lets go and steps back, watching intently as Swan brushes his suit down and straightens himself out. It’s like he’s waiting for further instruction, and he doesn’t have to wait long.

“Take care of this one,” Swan dismissively gestures over his shoulder at you, “I have to speak with Mother.”

Swan pauses, reaching out to cup Wanderlust’s cheek, allowing his fingers to brush down it as he walks away from you. Wanderlust turns, trying to let the fingers linger for as long as possible before they eventually drop off. Wanderlust then watches as his partner struts towards the exit.

The moment Swan is gone, Wanderlust finally turns his attention to you, stepping towards you. His lips are a firm line with the slightest hint of a smirk tugging at the very edges. The smile burns in his eyes, not even a sliver of the uncertainty you’d seen in Jack’s.

Trembling, you shakily get to your feet, able to feel the beat rumbling the floor beneath you. You know what’s coming. You know that against the former Prince of the Danceverse you’ll never win but you won’t go down without a fight.

The music strikes up, welling up around you and Wanderlust offers you one single piece of advice.

“It will hurt less if you don’t fight it.”

#Just Dance 2024 #Just Dance #Jacklust #dark!Jacklust #jd Jack Rose #jd Wanderlust #jd Jacklust #vision!Jack Rose #corrupted!Wanderlust #The Worst Timeline #Just Dance AU #AU #reader POV fic #Night Children AU

[oleander-neruim]

I happen to think a lot about how on edge and guarded Fwhip was when Sausage first tried coming back to talk to him when he got uncorrupted.

I'd think there were a lot of irreversible and unforgettable scars left over after the dust finally settled.

Click the full image to see all the text. I'll put the full "poem" below the cut

☙𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐬

☙𝐎𝐟 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞

☙𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞❧

☙𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐚𝐭𝐞

☙𝐓𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐥❧

☙𝐎𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞

☙𝐓𝐨 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞❧

☙𝐎𝐡 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐝𝐨

☙𝐓𝐨 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞❧

✨️ Sketch Image! ✨️

Also have mercy on my white out woes

#fwhip #mythicalsausage #mythical sausage #empires fwhip #empires sausage #wither rose alliance #wither husbands #empires smp #empires s1 #empires season 1 #i have slightly less angsty plans to go with this concept #fwhip with a damaged wing & prosthetic arm #sausage with vision damage to his right eye #all in a days work in a battle for your life due to corruption 👍 #is the poem in fwhip or sausages pov? #yeah. yeah actually #ollie's art #⛏️

[wanna-be-your-brat]

daddy? daddy? daddy look at me! daddy!! daaadyyyy talk to meeeee! daddydaddydaddy

#pov you spare a glance at me #bd/sm brat #cnc k!nk #daddy's good girl #brat #daddy k!nk #cnc free use #corruption kink #daddy’s brat #0rgasm denial #0rgasm control #degradable #degrading k1nk #degrade and humiliate me #degradation k1nk #degrade her #praise and degredation #praise k!nk #praise me #overstim #🪼 #🐉 #🧸

[corruptedcaps]

Fake Week

“What kind of sicko are you Kane? I will not wear this… this butt plug. Its bad enough I have to pretend to be your girlfriend for a month so you’ll stop bullying Kevin but I’m not going indulge you in this sick game and wear some lewd sex toy of yours. I don’t care if this is what all your exes did! You’ll knock it down to just a week if I do? Alright fine but I’m cleaning it first. Maybe cleaning it more than once.”

“Are you happy now Kane? No you don’t get to check it! No wonder you’re single, you’re such a creep! Oh sure you wanted to see it was fitting fine and not hurting me? Yeah right how stupid do you think I am? And besides it fits perfectly, like really perfect actually. I uh got to go.”

“Yeah so what if I’m putting on makeup? I figured if I’m going to sell being your girlfriend I should probably start looking like those vapid bitches you are used to dating. Plus this is so easy, don’t know why I didn’t try it before. It’s just an act, you’re still a creep and once today is done I’ll be one day closer to not having to pretend to be your girlfriend!”

“It’s called yoga Kane. All you exes are flexible, athletic bitches so I thought I might as well act like I care about this stuff. I have to say though I’ve seen such a crazy improvement in just a few hours. It’s like magic! I can stretch and twist like never before and I’ve seen improvements in other areas too. Areas I see you’re checking out you cheeky bastard. I guess it is a pretty amazing ass now so I’ll allow it but don’t get any ideas, I’m just your fake girlfriend for 5 more days.”

“I never noticed how long my hair had gotten lately, it was getting in my face all the time during yoga so I decided to put it into a high ponytail, you know like one of your exes, and it’s so freeing. I used to think it was so bitchy looking but now honestly I think it’s sexy like this don’t you think? Of course you agree, I can see that bulge in your pants ‘babe’. Hmmm it’s kind of hawt seeing someone other that Kevin be turned on by me. Even with him it’s so few and far between lately. Maybe in four days when I’m back to being his girlfriend he’ll like this new hairstyle.”

“Ugh why are my so called friends so annoying today? They were complaining that I was saying mean things about Margo. All I said was if she wanted to ever get a guy she should maybe lay off the ice cream once and awhile. It’s not my fault the fatty started to cry. She should thank me for being honest with her. I should be more honest with the lot of them and kick them to the curb but they’re the only friends I’ve got. You’ve heard Amber and Mercedes want to be friends with me? The two biggest bully’s in school, but they are pretty cool and fashionable unlike these other dweebs. Maybe I’ll give them a text, thanks for the encouragement…. babe.”

“You were right about Amber and Mercedes. We texted all day yesterday and met up at the mall and went shopping. They convinced me to throw out all my lame clothes and buy a totally new look. It’s mostly pink and tight and sexy as hell. They also convinced me about something else. About you. I’ve been such a brat to you these past few days and you’ve been nothing but a gentleman to me. It’s time you got some sort of reward for your troubles. I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t going to be a reward for me too. Just stand there looking handsome as hell and I’ll do the rest.”

“Hey baby, last night was mmmm really hawt but don’t tell anyone ok? I don’t want Kevin to know that I cheated on him last night… or this morning… or in your car later today. I can’t help it if you can’t keep your hands off me. I mean who can blame you? Plus you are MY boyfriend for two more days. Of course I told Amber and Mercedes though, they’re my besties, I had to tell them. Plus they were so impressed by what a bitchy thing my cheating was that they made me their new leader. Wasn’t your ex their old leader? Well I’m going to being even badder and bitchier than she was. Mmm that’s making me so horny. Fuck it let’s go to your car now.”

“Last day of our ‘relationship’. It’s only right that we get all the fucking in that we can. Glad to see your stamina is up to the task. Kevin wouldn’t last a fraction that you are capable of. What a fucking loser, can’t believe I have to go back to him tomorrow. Why am I doing this again? To stop you bullying him? He deserves to be bullied and you’re soooo hawt doing it. I never admitted since putting in the butt plug I’ve been touching myself at night thinking about you wailing on him. You’re so much more of a man than he ever will be. You know what? Fuck him. I deserve a strong, mean, and hot as hell boyfriend and you deserve a bitchy queen bee of a girlfriend. Kevin deserves to be the victim. Forgot our deal, I’m yours for good now and Kevin is all yours.”

“Oh the jacket? It belongs to my boyfriend, Kane. You know, your bully? Me date you? As if loser, I’ve always been Kane’s girl and always will. It’s like I was made for him. You’re just some simping creep who’s wanted in my panties for years. Everyone knows it, because my beta besties Amber and Mercedes are telling them right now. Those two can spread news like wildfires. You’ll be a pariah by the end of the day. Kane will be cheered on for bullying you. Mmmm speaking of which here he comes. Don’t forget to cry, it makes me so wet when you do.”

#f2f #corruption #bitchification #magic #evil bitch #corrupted item #corrupted pov

[rennymayflower]

does anyone have any tpc headcanons to share im bored lol

#brittcorruption #pink corruption #tpc #jsab #pov i slept all day now its night and i cant sleeP

[lustfilledsinner]

“It's really nice that we got a chance to relax and watch a movie together, it's been so long since we were able to hang out like best friends should.” We lay on the couch together as a movie plays in the background. I start to shift a bit pressing against you a bit causing you to look back curiously. “What? I'm just trying to get comfortable.” I say with a fake smile biding my time. After a while my hands slide up your side causing you to fluster and jump a bit. “It's alright, it's alright there's nothing wrong with best friends cuddling is there?.” Your heart beats faster as you feel me slide my hand down your pajamas. “What do we have here?~ You feel wet hahaha, you aren’t as innocent as you seem are you?” You moan and whimper as I start to trace my fingers up and down the wet spot forming, making you try to push me away only for me to grip you with my free hand. “Ah ah ah where do you think you’re going? I’m not done with you yet.” You feel something warm and hard press against the wet spot. You wonder when I had taken my cock out only for the thought to be interrupted by the feel of me moving your panties to the side. “Mmmmm~ fuck you feel better than I ever imagined.” I say after forcing myself inside you without warning causing you to moan in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Shhh Shhh just watch the movie and let me use you, after all what are best friends for?~” Your mind starts going blank as I start using you and making you mine.

#18+ only #spicy content #bd/sm community #nsft concept #bd/sm kink #LustfilledPosts #corruption kink #dom pov #cnc free use #free use slvt #ns/fw #ns/fw concept #cnc k!nk #soft cnc

[ruegarding]

hi! what are your thoughts on the calypso scene in botl? read your tags on the percy thoughts on gods post and wanted to know

short answer:

the scene w calypso exists for the audience and to foreshadow ethan.

long answer:

percy has never divided the world like this. percy as a character already knows the outcome of this conversation; things aren't black or white. percy is an incredibly empathetic, observant, and intelligent character, and in the post anon is referring to, he shows this by understanding why hades was bitter (third quote) while simultaneously calling the gods out for their behavior (last quote). percy has never done something bc "the gods are his family," and that includes retrieving the lightning bolt in tlt, the closest u could get to this. similarly, percy never hated luke bc he was leaving camp or betraying the gods, percy's feelings abt luke are personal, to the point where it's a bit blinding.

as a more specific example using this scene, percy doesn't leave calypso bc of the gods.

percy genuinely considers staying on ogygia and only leaves bc of his personal loyalty to his friends. no where in his decision to leave does he bring up the gods, as family or something good that needs to be defended.

this is one of the reasons he and athena have that conversation in ttc abt his fatal flaw. the gods are scared of percy bc his continued loyalty to them isn't guaranteed. percy's idea of good vs bad is very nuanced and personal and his loyalty is much the same. but the audience, primarily young since the books are middle grade, might not be on that same level of understanding. this conversation establishes to the audience what percy already knows but hasn't said. and the audience needs to understand this bc it's the crux of luke's character in tlo.

furthermore, this conversation foreshadows ethan's character. ethan's primary motivation is getting recognition for the minor gods, his mother, his family, himself. he's willing to sacrifice a lot for this.

ethan knows that nemesis isn't good. he's not siding w her bc she's good. he's siding w her bc she's family and she's the only one who paid him any attention, good or bad.

this is also why ethan switches sides. he's not loyal to a side bc it's good vs bad, he's loyal to whoever will help him and his goals, his family. calypso's words here perfectly set up ethan's character, and makes it easier for the audience to understand where he's coming from.

#percy actually doesn't change his pov much from tlt to tlo #it's actually pretty interesting bc moments like this might have u think that he does but mostly what changes is #1) he has more positive experiences w the gods #and 2) he has more ability to respond to what he's seeing (both in confidence and opportunity) #he isn't in a position to change things until tlo but he recognizes the corruption almost immediately #as u can see in the og post anon is referring to #percy's arc is less abt recognizing the system is bad and more abt learning how u can change it. break the cycle. #and unfortunately that gets lost after pjo #percy jackson #ethan nakamura #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo hoo toa #pjo books #percy #ethan #min talks pjo #answered #hopefully this makes sense i'm trying to put together multiple lines of thought so it's a bit long #and i mean. the absolute shortest answer is rick is inconsistent w his writing but. i'm answering assuming it was a purposeful decision

[alpacacare-archive]

its the little things

#deltarune #kris deltarune #kris dreemurr #safeutdr #we cant see all the tiny things on the sidewalk #anything too tiny to see from our pov we ignore #even the little joys of life #like a crounchy leaf #yesterday i speedran dr chapter 1 for those two screenshots #because all my existing files were corrupted #rip bozo (my vessel named sandwich) #. #i wonder if people will get the breaking bad reference

[esteemed-excellency]

I don't talk much about Hiram and the Commissioner but since I played motr I picture them as old friends who fell out of touch after a while. They still have a common goal, and even though he's helping her with the railway as she helped him find a home back in the day, their personalities are just too different now. But they both went through a lot.

Maybe they should meet more often again and have a nice talk.

#i'm thinking about hiram's story through the commissioner's pov and it's both funny and tragic #you help this guy who lost everything during the fall but he decides to go on a corruption arc #you have no idea if the problem was the fall or if he's always been like this. whatever his problem was he decides to get WorseTM #and you can't do anything about it #flashforward to 1899 he now owns the city and you still have no idea about his goals #but you’re pretty sure he's postponing a reckoning too #he's a walking red flag but he's always kind to you and he helped with your nightmares so maybe you're still friends? #you're both just two senior citizens trying to cope with The Horrors. he might have embraced them with too much enthusiasm #hiram hargrave

[msommers]

AN EYE FOR AN EYE i don't fucking care if you go blind

mc for @vendetta-if, but cranked all the way up to the level of a comic book villain because i could not shake the vibe after her initial creation and katerina wouldn't let go of my creative ability until this set was complete.

#ch: katerina morozova #graphic #graphic: katerina #i spent untold hours creating all of these comic-style images kat babygirl you better appreciate me #this is all like. technically adherent to canon except for me seeing her a little bit older + her codename having a different convention #she has too much dc comic villain energy to simply stick to 'umbral' she needed that extra Hit at the end #she's here to corrupt the goodie goods and obliterate her enemies <3 #let me be clear that the nothing changes song is meant to be from the pov of kat. she's the dreadful negative attack on hope #anyway i'm so so soooo happy w how this turned out i was worried it'd go wonk making the layout myself #hopefully all the text is legible if not lmao oh well

[thechapelofio]

A concept

You're a priest called to my home to exorcise me. I'm tied to a chair as you recite the rites of exorcism. I interrupt with the typical demon stuff; at first, pretending not to be possessed, crying please just let me go, I don't understand what's going on here! But you don't fall for it. You brandish your crucifix towards me, flicking me with holy water and it burns.

You command me to your attention in Latin and you have all of it, all of my attention.

I change tactics. I giggle and throw my head back. 'I know you want me,' I say, 'I know you want this body. It's plain to read on you. Vows of celibacy will do that to you. You can swathe yourself in vestments all you like, but the cloth of God cannot disguise the body of man, the body of sin...'

A particularly pointed invocation causes me pain but after wincing and hissing it fades into a moan.

'You can hurt me all you like, Father, it feels all the better.'

I start to rock my body on the chair, trying to grind down on the flat seat, a futile almost humiliating endeavor. It hurts you to see it.

'I know you want me, but you must know that I want you too, that this vessel wants you. It is overflowing with desire unrealized.'

More rocking, the chair starting to rock with me, my breath coming in hot and fast and sharp. You stutter over your words, unable to focus on them. You fumble with your sprinkler, holy water splashing us both and causing me to cry out in pain and pleasure.

When the chair tips dangerously backwards, just as it's about to fall beyond where it cannot be righted again, you reach out to stop it, to save me...

And then I have you

The smell of sweat is heady in the air, our breath is hot on each other's faces. The slip in your faith, the chink in your armor is all I need for the bindings holding me to the chair to come undone.

I pounce

I pin you to the floor beneath me and there is a moment of pause where you are unsure what my next move is going to be- clearly I am stronger than I look, I could easily choose to dig my nails into your throat and rip it out

But instead my hands go to your vestments. They slip beneath the outer layers to the belt underneath, undoing it with purpose. You want to look away, but my gaze holds you fast. I can feel the evidence of your sin underneath the cloth. I stroke it with my hands and let my body roll upon yours like Mary taken with the Holy Spirit, my eyes rolling back into my head.

I catch a glimpse of you biting your hand to muffle your sounds and I grin wickedly. There will be none of that. I want to hear of your ecstasy as much as I want to partake of your body. I take your hand in mine and pull it from your mouth, the bite marks evident upon your flesh. I lavish those marks with some of my own, my own teeth and tongue, before pulling your hand down my body to my chest and placing it upon my breast. I can feel your hesitance in the way your hand trembles, but I can feel your desire jumping between my legs.

I press my body down upon yours to feel your need more firmly, my other hand sneaking back underneath the layers so I can feel it directly. It's hot and heavy with blood and I can feel your heart beat when I squeeze it just a little too tight.

I peel back your layers, laying you bare before me. This time you try to look away and I pull your gaze back with a firm grip on the chin. I reveal myself to you and align our organs, but do not let them touch. I place your hands on my hips and I wait.

The room is still and heavy with the desire, with the weight of the choice you have to make.

I delicately touch your face, running one finger beneath your chin and when you look up from your predicament into my eyes you see not me, but the innocence, the vessel, and your resolve is shattered.

You plunge into me and it is then that I have you fully under my control, when you are fully enveloped inside of me, swallowed by me. Your hips stutter and shake as you try to control your body, as you try to control mine. Your fingernails dig futiley into my hips. My pelvis glides smoothly as you slip further and further from the light of God and into my shadow.

"You are mine, priest"

#hierophilia #corruption kink #possession #this is not faith fanfiction it is merely inspired by my faith hyperfixation #first person pov