//talk of kinks and suicide//
Some people say I like to be bullied because they assume I have a degrading kink. I dont. Keeping things to myself is how I work. My mother says its an issue, and of course, I see nothing wrong.
"I bet youd like me to choke you and talk shit about you." people would tell me this daily, reminding me of how much of a freak I am. I wish I could let go.
—a/n: im new to writing these kinds if things, so im going to have to adjust. apologies if its bad and short a lot of the time—
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FanfictionCalcifer was a kind boy until he passed away. Taken in as a Neutral by the son of Limbo himself, Cal learns that his afterlife isnt as fun as he thought it be ⚠️Warning: strong topics and lots of triggers⚠️
