bakerstreet | 🎶deck the halls with parts of bodies, fa la la la la la la la🎶

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🎶deck the halls with parts of bodies, fa la la la la la la la🎶

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... though nobody really uses that anymore, do they?
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. Turning a lovely shade of blue. Asphyxiation. Maybe that breath will return to your lungs, or maybe you'll breathe your last.
16. What's inside of you? Dissection. Just take a little peek...
17. Frankenstein's Monster. Experimentation. Attach this here, reattach it there.
18. Any last words? Execution. Whether by hanging, by electric chair, by beheading, your time is up. Time to meet your executioner.
19. Like a lollipop. Eye-licking/oculingus. What? There have been weirder things.
20. The most sacred of places. Genital mutilation. Yeowch.
21. Get a bowl! Illness. Are you being nursed back to health, or has someone made you this way, and won't let you go?
22. Lie still and don't move. Necrophilia. Maybe your partner's getting a little cold, but you like that about them.
23. Pure red. Menstruation kink. This is about the tamest on this list! And if there's anything this meme has proved, it's that there's nothing wrong with getting down and bloody.
24. Pretty little head. Skull-fucking. Make a new hole!
25. A buzzing in your ear. Insects. Parasites, creepy crawlies...
26. The bells of Notre Dame. Disfigurement and mutilation. They've made you into a monster.
27. A necessary end. Death. Good night, sweet prince.
28. Scream for me. Torture. By whatever means. Hell, use these prompts as inspiration to enact all the horrors you please!
29. 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.

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[normal stuff for him. no inserting stuff into wounds bar things that make the wounds, but let him breathe hard whilst using the bone saw.]

(OoC: Most likely giving. Prefer 8, 9, 15, MAYBE 4, 5, 27, 28.)

[ Time once again to try and get an idol murdered~

Would love a scenario with an idol competition of some sort where the loser is snuffed on stage. Also into the idea of someone breaking into her apartment to kill her, possibly met with Ranka going 'yes please I couldn't manage to do it myself'.

Favs are: 4, 5, 6, 12, 13, 15, 16, 22, 24, 27~ ]

Welcome to the Final Idol, the idol competition where you win big…or don’t go home. The losers of each round get to put on one final show: they’re stripped, trussed up like a Christmas turkey, and then fucked by a selection of lucky fans. And at the moment the loser reaches orgasm, they’re killed, and their body subject to further abuses.

Of the sixteen contestants who had started the competition, eight had already been eliminated in the first round. The execution that time had been by hanging; the girls (and one boy) had been lined up on a gallows, the noose tied around their necks, and then they were fucked until the moment of climax, at which point they were dropped. They had kicked frantically as they dangled at the end of the rope, their faces twisted in expressions of inhuman pain and pleasure, cumming messily as the life faded from their bodies. Afterwards they were cut down, had their heads turned into sex toys, and their bodies prepared, roasted, and fed to the surviving contestants.

Ranka had been fortunate enough to squeak through that round. But not so much the second. She and three others (two girls and a boy) had been selected by popular vote for elimination. One of the girls was crying, but the other two looked excited at the prospect. That was the great thing about Final Idol; losing was almost as good as winning.

The method of execution was rolled out onto the stage: a quartet of guillotines, arranged in a semi-circle facing the audience, their blades gleaming in the stage lights.

A microphone is pressed into Ranka’s face. “Well, we’re sorry to see you go, but we’ll be happy to see you leave. Any final words for the audience?”

While Ranka was here to win - first and foremost - she had watched the first round's losers with a deep sense of envy. She'd loved experimenting with breath play (and had already almost offed herself a few times), and the looks on their faces had her gushing. Or she could be envious of the fans getting to fuck their twitching, dying bodies...

At least she'd gotten to eat them. If that was her last meal, it was the best one she could imagine.

She felt a little sorry for the crying girl, but a lot of Final Idol contestants only signed up to get snuffed - if you weren't at least partially here for that, you shouldn't have signed up. And the method of execution... she was going to die by guillotine?! Her eyes were wide as a shudder ran through her. Guillotine! It was a dream come true!

"Oh gosh, I'm getting a little flustered over how fun those guillotines look," she admitted with a bright smile. "This is it though! Goodbye everyone, and I hope everyone who doesn't get to fuck me enjoys watching my head come off... as much as I'm going to enjoy losing it!"

"A good sport!" the host says with a grin. "Give it up for Ranka Lee, everybody!" The crowd erupts in applause - more applause than they'd ever given her for her singing. That was, in fact, how she got here.

He goes down the line to the other contestants, getting last words from all of them as well. Mostly it's pretty standard stuff, but when he gets to the crying girl (who had by this point mostly composed herself), she says:

"I had my heart set on getting eaten alive, so I really wanted to make it to the semifinals. It's not what I wanted, but I'm so grateful to everyone who supported me."

And that was it. The audience would not hear from them again. They were no longer idols; they were just meat.

Powerful hands grab Ranka's shoulders from behind, and force her to her knees. They rip her pretty dress right off her, tearing the fabric along the back. They efficiently strip the remaining clothing off of her, leaving her nude, and pull her hands behind her back, binding them there.

Around her, the same thing is happening to the other eliminated contestants. And the crowd's cheers are reaching fever pitch.

Ranka waves at the crowd with both hands. They did love her singing - but they all love seeing a cute head roll even more apparently! Well, Ranka has to admit, that she's only on this show because she's felt the same way for years. Some people said she should've lived her life a little more before risking it here, but she couldn't wait any longer.

At least the crying girl is ready to die, too. That's a good sign... but Ranka is really excited that she lost in the round with one of her favorite ways to go.

And now, she's dead meat. She's dying and there's nothing she could do to stop it at this point, and that inevitability makes it so much more exciting.

Ranka is pliable as she's shoved to her knees, stripping her bare. Her small, perky breasts are free, nipples pierced with silver barbells. Her pussy is neatly trimmed to just a little strip of green hair right above it, otherwise bare.

She's practically dripping onto the floor with arousal already.

"Look at this dirty bitch," one of the men said, slapping her pussy. "She's so horny to get herself killed."

"They all are," a woman's voice says. "Nobody goes on this show unless they want to die. Isn't that right, meat?"

Without waiting for her to answer, Ranka is lifted up by two men, one on each side, and carried towards the guillotine. Her guillotine.

The taunting, the slap to her pussy, just made her let out a long, low moan - she was so horny to die. If she'd won, she would've almost certainly found her way onto a later 'champions' round, or even just arranged to be snuffed as a solo act! But she's getting her dream come true at sixteen years old, just as soon as a parade of fans stuff their cocks into her.

"I wanna die so muuuch..." she doesn't even need to stand up on her own, really; the staff are strong, and adept at moving both living bodies and corpses, and she lets the hopeless feeling of being carried inexorably towards her doom wash over her.

They carry her to her guillotine, and then pause for a moment. One of the men leans in to whisper in her ear: "You wanna die face up? Or face down? Last choice you get to make."

"Letting me pick is way too nice of you," she says back, while thinking for just a moment. "...face down. I want to be a little more surprised." Plus, that's how real executions by guillotine were, right? It's the 'proper' way to be beheaded. Although thankfully they aren't blindfolding her.

Without saying another word, the men turn her head down, and lay her on her belly on the board, her neck laying across the edge of the device, where the blade will fall. The cross-beam is lowered over her neck and locked into place.

The staff move down her body, strapping her to the board. It's sized perfectly for her; her bottom half falls off the edge, allowing for easy access for fucking purposes. The staff strap each of her feet to one of the board's legs, holding her legs open.

If she looks around, she'll be able to see that the boy had chosen to go in face-up, his erect penis jutting into the air. The two girls had chosen like her, face down, and were now being secured into place.

"And now, ladies and gentlemen...let's start the show!"

The crowd cheers, and the fucking begins. Immediately, with no preamble, a thick cock is shoved into Ranka's pussy with painful force.

Face down on her belly, her sensitive breasts pressed against the board beneath her. She shimmies herself in place, letting them chafe uncomfortably against it while they lock her in place. There's no moving now, and the blade will pass through her neck like a warm stick of butter once she cums.

She can turn her head enough to see the others - two cute girls face down, and that adorable boy face up. It'd be fun to ride him while his head pops off...

But Ranka looks back down into the space where her head, separated from her body, is going to fall. Oh so soon. She'll have to try to hold out a little bit, but someone's going to get the wonderful feeling of being inside of her when she dies.

Then there's a cock inside of her. No warning, just a thick rod buried in her tight pussy; her toes curl, and she lets out a loud moan.

The man behind her thrusts into her violently, frantically, without any care for her comfort. And why should he care? She was just meat at this point. Someone starts spanking her ass; was that the man fucking her? Or was it a second person? There's no way for her to know.

Another man circles around to the front of the guillotine, his erect cock sticking out and brushing against her lips.

"Remember, folks, deep-throat at your own risk!" the host says cheerfully. "When they cum, the blade is going to drop, whether your cock is in the way or not!"

The man in front of her doesn't seem particularly bothered by this. He grabs her chin, pulls her head up as high as he can, and shoves himself inside her mouth.

It is pretty tough to get so deep in an idol's throat that your dick as really at risk - but she wouldn't put it past a few people, and she's all too capable of taking it.

That'd be a funny and sexy way to die, too.

Ranka's body shakes with the hand smacking her ass and the thrusts plowing into her pussy, while she takes that cock deep in her mouth, to the back of her throat. Swallowing hungrily, she moans around his cock.

The man in front of her starts thrusting, fucking her mouth. He goes to the back of her throat and no further; he's clearly uninterested in risking a surprise circumcision.

The man fucking her pussy pulls out as he cums, shooting his seed along her ass and back. He's soon replaced by another man, and Ranka will also be able to feel fingers pressing into her ass. More hands appear along ehr body, groping at her breasts, playing with the nipples, reaching under her hips to rub her clit.

Meanwhile, one guillotine over, the boy was about to receive his reward. "Looks like we're about to have our first drop!" the host says. His legs are held up and a man is fucking his ass, while a woman stands next to his board, jerking him off with an onahole. There had been a man fucking his mouth until a moment ago, but he had pulled out and was kneeling on the ground, ready to catch his head. The boy moaned. Twitched. Gasped. And then his eyes shot wide open with pleasure as he came.

The moment the orgasm began, the blade dropped. It glided smoothly to its terminus, not slowing even a little as it sheared right through his neck before the first spurt of cum even landed on his taut belly. The head tumbled into the arms of the man kneeling before him, and blood began spurting from the neck hole, showering both the head and the man in thick red gore. His cock continues spurting, his cum arcing through the air and landing on his lifeless body.

The crowd erupts into cheers at the sight. The man holding the head stands up and, at the host's beckoning, walks over to Ranka's guillotine.

"Have a good look, meatbag," the host says mockingly. "This is going to be you very very soon."

His eyes are lifeless and dead, but the expression on his face when the blade dropped is preserved. He looks so happy. In more pleasure than he'd ever experienced before in his life.

And then, right in front of her face, the man takes the head, and shoves this erect cock up the hole left in his throat when the blade passed through. The boy's mouth had already been open in an expression of pleasure, and after a moment of maneuvering, now this man's cock was emerging, obscenely, from out of the head's mouth. The man begins fucking the throat while the crowd cheers him on.

Ranka's pussy quivers around the first, but she's not cumming just yet either - she would thank him for the thick load blown all over her if she could though. Then there are more people, more hands. Her asshole getting stretched, while she's groped, and she arches her back and moans happily around the cock teasing the back of her throat.

...then one of the other idols reaches the end. She can't really look around while getting facefucked, but she can hear him, moaning and gasping - interrupted by the blade, shockingly quiet. He's been beheaded. That cute boy is a corpse, spurting blood as he cums.

Then she gets to see his face. It nearly makes her cum on the spot herself, but she wills herself to hold off longer, to let herself get fucked more. It's just, he's so cute as just a head, and he looks so happy... so delirious with pleasure...

Hopefully he died with a good idea that someone was going to use his head like this, because it's hot as fuck.

The man fucking her mouth groans, and cums, splattering her mouth with thick, hot liquid. The fingers in her ass are replaced by another cock, shoving inside of her with no regard for her comfort or safety. And why would he care about her? She was just meat that was still breathing.

(The boy’s body was removed from the guillotine, but that didn’t mean his fans were done with him. They kept fucking his corpse, raping both his asshole and the new hole in his neck.)

Meanwhile, the man who was throat-fucking the head is moving in to take his turn with Ranka’s mouth, but the head is still attached to his cock. As he pushes the head of his cock between her lips, she’s forced into a grisly kiss with the dead boy.

Choking and sputtering, she swallows as much as she can get down her throat until it's dripping out of the corner of her mouth. Then there's a cock in her ass, without lube or preamble. It's so thick, but she's been fucked in the ass before, and the pain of taking a dry cock up her back door is nothing next to a blade separating her head from her neck.

She can hear the fans... fucking his corpse even more raucously than they had his living body. And her corpse would be raped, too. Her eyes flutter as she rides through the spiking pleasure in her tummy, then she opens her mouth for a gruesome blowjob-kiss combo with a dead boy.

"So cute..." she mutters before her mouth is taken up. If there's an afterlife, she'll absolutey gush over how cute his head is with his ghost.

Suddenly, the girl who had been crying yells, her voice full of desperate arousal: “No! Not yet! I need to be fucked more! I’m not rea—“

And then she’s cut off by the descent of the silvery guillotine blade, reduced to a tumbling head, and a twitching, still-orgasming corpse, gushing with blood and piss and semen. The crowd’s noise level skyrockets yet again.

Meanwhile, the fans were bringing out the big guns. Those fingers on her clit are pulled away, but then there’s a buzzing sound and it becomes clear why: they’re now replacing them with a bullet vibrator.

“Cum, you stupid bitch,” the man inside of her pussy growls. “I wanna be inside you when you die. I wanna feel your body die around me. So hurry up and fucking cum!”

Another one cumming. There are two left - so Ranka decides right then and there that she's going to be the last to die. Oh, she wants to hear that last girl die, too, wants to hear the smooth sound of a blade falling cutting off her pretty voice, the celebrations of everyone fucking her, and still fucking her after she dies.

But they aren't making this easy. Her pussy twitches, and her toes curl, as a vibrator is pressed against her stiff little clit. She moans, muffled against the boy and the cock poking out between his lips, her chest heaving as she keeps herself from cumming. ...if he isn't a quick shot, the man inside of her is almost certain to feel her die, but she's holding on just a bit longer.

The man with the boy’s head wrapped around his cock finally cums, splattering both the boy’s lips and Ranka’s face. He pulls back, his eyes glassy, and for the first time since the fucking began, Ranka can get a clear look around.

The boy’s body can’t be seen; he’s been dragged behind her and out of sight. The girl who had just died is being taken down now, to be taken away and fucked. The other surviving girl was eating a woman out, but her face was bright red and she looked like she might cum at any second. Behind her, a man was fucking her frantically, plunging in and out of her pussy, while a woman held what had to be a vibrator up to her clit.

The crowd was losing it. They were all either fucking their neighbours or masturbating as they watched the scene on stage. They were as aroused by the death as the contestants.

And then, suddenly, the last girl groans, and the blade falls, and her head goes tumbling in a gush of blood. The woman she’d been eating out catches it partway down, and begins grinding herself against it.

Ranka grins as she's splattered with cum. That's three cocks that she's outlasted, despite wanting to cum her brains out. And off? God, she desperately wants that final moment of bliss, the ultimate finale; to die young, beautiful, feeling unrivaled pleasure.

Taking a deep breath, she glances to the side, watching another pretty corpse dragged away, and the last girl with her face buried in a pussy, making Ranka wish she'd gotten to eat one out one last time. Maybe a pretty girl will bury her head in her pussy once it's off though, because the other girl's about to go, and then the cock plunging into Ranka will get to feel her death too-

Oh, there it is. At least she wins this contest. ...and no longer.

The sight of that pretty head coming off makes her toss her head back as her orgasm practically sends her into her into a seizure.

She never hears the blade falling. She never feels it as it cleanly slices through her neck, instantly severing her trachea, esophagus, and spinal cord. Suddenly, at the moment of truest pleasure, her body is simply gone.

It takes about four seconds for brain activity to cease after a clean decapitation. That's enough time to feel the loss of all feeling below the neck. To watch the ground rise up to meet her. To hear the crowd's cheers reach new heights as the filming turns into an orgy. To roll a little, helplessly, and by chance land such that she can see the severed stump where her head used to be, gushing blood as men and women molest the corpse and cum inside the thing that used to be her.

And then it's over. Ranka Lee, idol, is fully transformed into Ranka Lee, fuck-corpse.

"Cum-" She was never sure if she'd actually feel it. Surprisingly, it's so instant, and such a clean cut, that she doesn't even register pain. In one moment, her heart is pounding so hard that it hurts, her body thrumming and throbbing with pleasure. Then numbness - except for neurons still firing in her brain, not quite caught up to the fact that there's no connection with her sex organs any more.

The world spins around her for a moment, and then she looks up at... her body. Her body. Her head is off, and that's her body, blood gushing from one end, piss gushing from the other, cum shooting into her body, into her corpse, because she's finally de-

Her final moment is, sadly, all too brief, as the lights go out, her tongue lolling out of her mouth. But one look at her face makes it clear that she's died with no regrets.

Her corpse is pulled away from the guillotine and, just like the others, passed around and fucked repeatedly until there was no more fucking to be done. her head, too, was treated like a sex toy; she gets her wish of eating out a woman post-mortem.

The crowd turned into an enormous orgy that lasted for hours. Horny for death, no fewer than a dozen audience members were murdered during it. This is pretty typical for a filming of Final Idol.

Overall, a fantastic day for the death cult that secretly runs Final Idol. So much death! So many souls collected! So much great jerk-off material created! They couldn't ask for more.

Once all the fun was over, the real work began. The four contestants were taken away, cleaned, gutted, and then roasted and served up as meals for the surviving contestants. The severed heads were likewise taken away, had the brains and other organic material on the inside removed, and were treated specially to turn them into sex toys that looked almost like they did in life. These become part of the prize for the competition winner.

And as for the prospect of the afterlife...maybe Ranka ascended to the great idol stage in the sky. Or maybe she was trapped on this plane as a ghost, and got to have that conversation with the boy after all. Or maybe there's no such thing and she simply ceased to be the moment the neurons stopped firing. Or maybe her soul was consumed by the Great Black Pyramid that looms in the sky above the Final Idol stage, invisible save for those with eyes to see, hungrily reeling in those who perish in its service, trapping them in its walls, reliving the moment of their joyous deaths over and over for all of eternity, their pleasure and agony converted into food for the Great Lord At The End of Things. Iä! Iä!

Who can say.

Ranka dies knowing about the physical matters - that her corpse is a toy. That her meat is a meal. That her head is a special sex toy, and that many more will die.

...and if you offered her all of those options, she might take the last one on that list. But death is mysterious.

[ ooc: Thanks for a great thread~ ]

[My pleasure! I couldn't let her go another month without getting snuffed, haha]

[ lmao blessed. feel free to hit up any of my characters if the mood strikes you again ]

[ Young, athletic, and surprisingly grouchy magical girl. Could be the receiving end of a losing fight, brainwashed to maim and kill a fellow magical girl, or something consensual going either way. Very open to her having a dick too lol.

Favs: 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 12, 13, 14, 22, 24, 27. ]

[ A Cute Angel, receiving all manner of torture and/or death. Going by canon, it could very easy be a willing, ritualistic sacrifice sort of deal with her.

Very much favs: 1, 4, 5, 6, 8, 9, 12, 13, 15, 16, 18, 22, 24, 27. ]

[ Giving or receiving. Possibly coached into carving up a third character? Also really into consensual and dubcon.

Favs: 3, 4, 5, 8, 12, 13, 15, 16, 22, 24, 27, 28 ]

[Character tldr: A nun that is a not really a nun with a smart mouth, and is so damned greedy, she will do most things for money. So that means she gets into dark, shady ass business sometimes.

[Faves for Giving: 1, 3, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11, 14, 15, 18, 20, 27, 28
Faves for Receiving: 1, 6, 8, 10, 14, 15, 17, 18, 22, 23, 26, 27, 28

Strict no's: 13, 24, 25]

[Character in a nutshell: An older woman of means that adores all things grim, morbid, and kinda ugly. (Un)fortunately, that also means sometimes she's hands on with things she loves, like corpses, organs, and things like that. :D

Faves for Giving: 1, 5, 6, 8, 9, 10, 12, 14, 16, 17, 23, 28

Faves for Receiving: 2, 15, 16, 17, 18, 23, 27, 28

Strict no's: 13, 24, 25]

Edited 2023-12-03 18:02 (UTC)

[About Isolde: A 500+ year old demonic bi- witch that literally requires despair and violence to live. Also it's just fucking fun to her. So this meme is right up her alley.

Is more given to giving than receiving because she can heal from most damage. Unless you wanna be a cruel bitch and hurt her just to watch her heal, then hurt her again. That's always fun.

Faves for Giving: 2, 4, 5, 12, 17, 18, 26, 27, 28

Faves for Receiving: 1, 3, 4, 6, 8, 16, 17, 26, 28

Strict no's: 13, 24, 25]

[Character: A troubled young man whose idea of love and sex is... little messed up. Has been... in a strange place mentally since he abandoned police work.

Faves for Giving: 1, 3, 6, 8, 9, 10, 11, 14, 20, 21, 22, 23
Faves for Receiving: 1, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 17, 19, 26

Strict no's: 13, 24, 25]

[Nos are 2,20 and 23. Feeling 10 a lot this go round]

[Nos are 2,20, and 23.]

[Looking to give. 6 and 10 looms fun this time, but I’m open to most of these.]

[No 2, 19, 20, 21, 23-25. Everything else a-ok.

Would prefer not to give, but fine to receive: 4, 12, 13, 16, 17, 22.

Giving is M/M only, but receiving is OTA. Kink list is here. Tl;dr he's a sci-fi corrupt judge/jury/executioner. Totally happy to AU this guy if it makes for a more compatible setting (modern day fbi agent, supervillain, etc).

Potential hooks for giving: you killed his brother oops (mega-unhinged, and the preferred motivation for this meme), interrogation, general sexualized but not sexual torture where he's a little too into it, etc.
Potential hooks for receiving: he makes powerful enemies all the time so there's of monetary/personal incentive to fuck him up, revenge, he's arrogant but overconfident and could have slipped up in one of his criminal schemes, etc.]

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🎶deck the halls with parts of bodies, fa la la la la la la la🎶

kanou aogu | cell of empireo | m/m 21+

“Marie” | OC | OTA

Ranka Lee | Macross Frontier | OTA

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cute wrong journal~

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Nagisa Misumi | Precure | OTA

Colette Brunel | Tales of Symphonia | OTA

Umi Ryuuzaki | Magic Knight Rayearth | OTA

Eda | Black Lagoon | OTA

Aramat Drawdes | Alabaster | OTA

Isolde, Lilith, Rosalie | OC | OTA

Oscar | Lupin The 3rd | OTA

Renge Houshakuji | Ouran Host Club | OTA

Yunaka | Fire Emblem Engage | OTA

Nabiki Tendo | Ranma 1/2 | OTA

Rico Dredd | Judge Dredd | 21+