Possiblerape Stories

This might be a smut. But it's also got trama child abuse and self harm it's also a fluff and there are slurs in here SA warning later in the story

This book is just filled with poems that I wrote myself. Just a warning: -contains suicide and depression -self harm -possible eating disorders -possible sexual references. If that makes you uncomfortable probably don't read. However I will put a warning before each poem on what it contains. Hope you enjoy. (It will probably be shit). SLOW UPDATES!!!

karkat vantas is an ass yes but DAVE FUCKING STRIDER is an even bigger bulge sucker then most will the ass fall for the bulge licker or will he just fucking kill him? Also this is AU where the game never happened but there are trolls

Devy, Dicey, Muggsy, and Cuppy become a fam after Elder Kettle...does something...KD is my favourite character, so I'll put him through hell if his hubby and adoptive kids don't first.

Mostly dream angst ao3 one shots. I have full permission of the writer and credits will be give to writer of the one shot So these one shots will have these below 👇🏽 Rape Suicide Death Descriptive gore Torture Mind manipulation

I know its weird for a girl to stay up late to most people, but I thought it would be kinda nice to sit in an office all night doing nothing. I mean you sit back and watch cameras, but basically nothing right? Besides, I used to go to Freddy's all the time as a kid. My friends loved it to. My favorite one of all was Bonnie. My Mom would always call him a girl, I knew it was a boy though. He had a bow tie. Sure foxy did too but she wore lipstick, and she had alot of pink on her, well she used to have when I was little anyways. Now shes in parts, its kinda sad really but its not like I could have done anything, I haven't been here for years! They kinda freak me out now. I just hope the job is as easy as I hope it will be.

He pinned me down holding my hands above my head, the hold on my wrist being far different from the hold earlier, where his grip was strong enough to leave a bruise. This grip was soft, as if he was rethinking, not sure of his actions, as if he didn't know why he did this in the first place. I could see the uncertainty in his eyes. I looked at them, looking into his eyes was a mistake, he froze, eyes clouding, he leaned forward, I could feel his breath on my lips as he stopped a few inches away.

Mainly Classic Sans as Uke no other than that