The Grotesque Meme

[socktown]

WARNING: This meme focuses on guro, or grotesque, kinks. This means it concentrates on sexualized violence. This meme will inherently include themes on death, mutilation, amputation, abortion and miscarriage, executions, and interrogations. It will potentially include themes on the following; dub-con, non-con, power-play, child abuse, incest, etc.

HOW TO PLAY

What to do:
1. Post with your character.
2. Include you preferences and any other information.
3. Reply to others. You may use a RNG for scenarios if you'd like.
4. Have fun!

Scenarios:

1. Eye on you. Eye Gouging. Perhaps it was an accident, or you wanted a token of your lover to keep. Either way, it’s coming out. Now is the jar ready? Or will you be crushing it between your fingers?
2. The rabbit done died. Abortion/Miscarriage. Perhaps things didn’t go to plan, or you just couldn’t keep it. Either way it’s over, and there is gore in the wake of the event.
3. The cage around your heart. Rib gouging or breaking. Are those lovely slender bones exposed or just crushed beneath black and blue skin?
4. Hats off to you. Decapitation. With a guillotine or perhaps the swing of the blade, the head is removed with an impressive slice. Perhaps you prefer a good saw however.
5. A bite to eat. Vore. Does the cannibal eat with his hands? Well he at least eats yours.
6. A helping hand. Amputation. Perhaps it was an infection, or an injury, but either way the limb must be removed.
7. A handkerchief please. Blood vomiting. Either from an injury or disease, maybe even poisoning, suddenly you’re choking on your own blood. Such a mess!
8. Bull’s-eye. Impalement. Well I guess you didn’t dodge in time! There is now a blade, spear, glass, cutlery, or any nasty thing slammed into your body.
9. Slice and dice. Cutting. Dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of little cuts into the skin.
10. Memento mori. Scarring. A nice little reminder of an injury to remain on the skin forever. By blade, branding, cauterization, or burning, the memory will remain etched on the body.
11. Pricks and pokes. Piercing. Pain is only skin deep, but the prick will become a permanent fixture in the skin.
12. My heart is yours. Heart removal. By hand or blade, it may be the ultimate act of loathing or love.
13. Visceral viciousness. Gutfucking. Such lovely innards you have!
14. Beautiful and awful dreams. Poisoning. Arsenic, cyanide, barbiturates; so many lovely little chemicals to induce agony or even death by the end. Administered by injection or orally, knowingly or unknowingly.
15. Ladies’ Choice! Free-form kink. Don’t see your kink listed? Don’t fear, the above are only to jog the creative process, please feel free to include your own kinks in your logs as you like.

Comments

Kyoka Jiro | My Hero Academia | F/F

[jackboots]

[ ooc: MY FAVS: 1, 4, 5, 8, 9, 12, 13

Almost certainly on the receiving end, but maybe tentatively could be coached into dishing it out? ]

Aika | Skies of Arcadia | OTA

[blazearang]

[ ooc: MY FAVS: 1, 4, 5, 8, 9, 12, 13, on the receiving end. ]

[onewithwater]

(OoC: Start with 9 and go from there?)

[blazearang]

[ ooc: Sounds good to me! ]

[onewithwater]

Marie giggled as she let a tendril lash out at Aika, clipping the hem of her skirt just a bit. The woman before her was tons of fun and she wanted to enjoy her more and more... in her own way.

"You don't watch out, I'll actually hit you!" she teased. They both knew what they were getting into, but, well, Aika was just as adventurous as she was.

[blazearang]

Aika's problem was that her boomerang wasn't much of a defensive weapon; once she was on the defensive it was hard to change that, and she was left dodging Marie's strikes. "Gonna have to try a little harder then!"

[onewithwater]

"Oh, I will, don't you worry!" Marie proclaimed, lashing out another tendril at Aika's boomerang, intending on stabbing it.

[blazearang]

"Yeah well-" Oh shit, there she went putting a hole in that boomerang. Aika planted both feet and tugged hard to free it.

[onewithwater]

As Aika tugged, two more tendril lashed out, aiming at her shoulders to cut them.

[blazearang]

Well she wasn't in a good position to dodge - thankfully it as only cuts, deep enough to leave blood flowing down her forearms, cutting one of the straps on her top, but not much worse than that. She's had far more painful wounds.

Still, she wasn't getting very far with her boomerang. "Come oooon give it back!"

Lissa | Fire Emblem Awakening | OTA

[partyhats]

[ ooc: MY FAVS: 1, 4, 5, 8, 9, 12, 13, receiving, but they're all good, although does anyone ever play 2??? ]

pukin ( mhik:limited ) f/f

[splattering]

[ pukin is canonically a serial killer/cannibal/torturer and generally a very sexual person. she's the sadomasochistic type with a lean towards sadism. favorites are 5 and 13 if she's dealing the pain (can wield a strap or be futa to make it work), and if she is on the receiving end, i'd lean towards 1, 4, and 14. i'm not interested in 2 or 11.

a few ideas:

- pukin's magic is to "alter anyone's mind with her rapier." she could use this power to make her victim process pain as pleasure as she gores them.
- pukin is arrested, she and your character fuck, and then pukin gets executed by your character immediately afterwards.
- for extra fun, we can throw in pukin's lover and partner in crime, sonia bean (replies would come from codependently) for a bloody threesome.

up for any other ideas you might have too! really, pukin is the sort to be into most things lol. if you'd rather play any of this out in private, you can go ahead and PM me too. ]

[armstronger]

[ So I'd be down for the fuck-and-execute scenario on Pukin. Beheading for sure. ]

[splattering]

( fun stuff, i'm up for it! maybe with a little bit of roughing up (or a lot of bit of roughing up) during the sex? i don't like to write pukin being penetrated; i assume it's alright if pukin is the one fucking olivier? )

[armstronger]

[ Sounds great. I'm down for either a toy or a dick too. Probably mess her up a bit in the process.

Just decapitate her with a sword or something else? ]

[splattering]

( i'll give her a dick because it's more convenient that way! and decapitating her with a sword is probably the easiest too.

do you mind starting us off? )

[armstronger]

Olivier Mira Armstrong was not a woman who minded getting her hands dirty. Compared to outright murdering a superior officer, personally executing a serial killer was hardly any trouble, and, publicly, only worth her time because of how exceptionally dangerous the woman was. Disarming her and getting her arms bound behind her back - handcuffed and tied together with rope - had taken time, planning, and a lot of spilled blood.

Keeping her nude on the day of her execution was for safety, probably, right? It wasn't as though a tall, strongly-built and very handsome woman appealed to Olivier, regardless of anatomy. Certainly not.

Olivier had this whole wing to herself, with just this one prisoner and her own saber to execute the woman in her own cell, quickly and quietly. Only she'd already shrugged off her coat before entering, and leaned against the wall, eyeing Pukin from top to bottom instead of bending her over right away. "You're going to die shortly, you know."

[splattering]

'It was about time her reign of terror ended,' they would say. Reign of terror? It would be laughable if it weren't so fragrantly ridiculous! Pukin had only done what she needed to do. To purge the world of heinous villains, those who disrespected her, those who she thought it'd be fun to peel the skin off of slowly and hear scream - she should have been personally thanked, but instead, she was put in shackles, thrown onto the stand and sentenced to die.

Was that not too extreme? They'd said she'd killed nearly a hundred. That was hardly a cause for the death penalty.

Still, here Pukin was, stripped naked for her humiliation to be laid bare, and awaiting her death in a cell unbefitting for one of her grandeur. The one who was meant to enact her execution, what was her name...? Ah, yes, it comes to Pukin as that very woman walks into her cell room.

Olivier. Olivier Mira Armstrong.

"Yes. I suppose I am." Pukin says with a smile once she's addressed; not weary in the slightest fashion. She speaks to Olivier as if she isn't the woman who is to execute her. "Have you come for a chat before then?"

She hadn't missed the way Olivier looked her up and down, and in that moment, Pukin does just the same.

[armstronger]

Pukin's acts were not outside of Olivier's understanding - quite a few of the people she'd killed, especially early on, had been reasonable enough. It had clearly devolved into thrill kills soon enough, and no one like that could be allowed to live. Putting a serial killer out of everyone's misery was a difficult task for some to carry out, but Olivier was more than willing to take that on herself.

She might even enjoy it a little. Olivier was a little bloodthirsty herself, and had merely channeled it into a productive military career, and Pukin would be... attractive without her head.

"Perhaps a chat. Perhaps a little more." Pukin is eyeing her up too, and she leans her sword against the wall of the cell before making her way up to Pukin, leaning in, reaching down to rest a hand on her thigh. "It's just the two of us now." No one would argue with that.

[splattering]

As Olivier balances her sword against cold stone, Pukin watches, a static smile plastered to her handsome face. Pukin is surprisingly silent for a woman who loves to hear herself speak. It's as if she's evaluating Olivier's intentions from where she's crouched. Her intentions - they couldn't be, now could they? That would be degenerate. But another part of Pukin's head swims, thinks of how attractive Olivier looks to her at this moment in time, despite the other woman's frigid disposition. Her features are much like the stone of this cell that she's in, cold; but much lovelier than this room itself is.

Perhaps Olivier only looks as nice to Pukin as she does because she's to die soon.

Pukin's face lifts with interest as Olivier approaches her. All the more so when she crouches down, puts a hand on her naked thigh. One of Pukin's thick eyebrows cocks upward, and her red lips, red as all of the blood she's spilled, part to speak.

"A 'little more,' hm?" Pukin inquires. "You are indeed correct that it is just the two of us here, alone. I need no assurance that this enables you to do whatever it is you'd like to do."

Pukin's smile turns to a smirk.

"What is it you'd like to do, I wonder? Apart from taking my head, of course."

medic | team fortress 2 | m/m

[painslut]

[ yeah, all of these are cool with me, prob. down with death/respawn as in tf2 if you want to play multiple contrasting hideous things, and i basically only write medic as receiving. ]

Sorbet | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure | ota cutting, m/m eroguro

[voci]

[I mean, he canonically gets cut up into little slices for fucked up display art. However, he's also an assassin who is apparently a psychopath (as said by his fellow assassins), so I daresay he enjoys a little hack n slash himself.

Definitely more of a knife guy than a gun guy. No 1, 2, 3, 5, and 13's a maybe since I'm a newbie to writing full on guroshit.]

Kieran | OC | OTA

[sempiternally]

[ Unstable immortal with a death kink. I'm cool with any and every scenario. ]

Revolver Ocelot | Metal Gear | OTA

[ocelthot]

[Can deliver giving end of any of the above. Faves are 1, 6 and 13.]

Fai D. Flourite | Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle | m/m

[bait_me]

[yesss: 1,3,5,7,8,9,10,11,12,14 okay:4,6,13 nah:2, all on the receiving end. Okay on the giving end for mild blood-play though? especially certain ninjas]