POSSESSIONS | "So what? It's not like I give a shit." | Where Satoru played you and used you just to amuse his other friends.

Everything I wanted
By Billie Eilish
I had a dream
I got everything I wanted
But when I wake up, I see
You with me

And you say
"As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you
Don't wanna lie here, but you can learn to
If I could change the way that you see yourself
You wouldn't wonder why you hear
'They don't deserve you'"

⚠️ Tags: Emotional abuse, toxic relationship, verbal abuse, non-consensual recording, betrayal, public humiliation, emotional manipulation, possessiveness, control, gaslighting, psychological abuse, power imbalance, conditional love, exploitation, objectification, voyeurism, lack of empathy, emotional detachment, self-esteem issues, social shaming, isolation, disregard for consent, coercion, emotional conflict.

MAJOR NOTICE

THIS IS OFFICIALLY THE END OF THE ANGST PLAGUE THAT I NOT SO ACCIDENTLY CAUSED.

Yes yes, I know, you may all weep one last time.

From here on out (For now) I'm going to focus on relatively normal bots, and update my series.

Yep, this si the last angst for now...

Anyways< MAMADOWN IS BACK YA'LL, i swear to god, i literally grew wings and was about to fly when i saw she'd posted another bot.

So...I'mma go enjoy that...you guys can have this, I've collected enough tears to last me about a month or two.

Also for the next 2 days, I will be keeping a VERY close eye on my Suggestions/Requests, and will more then likely do them, so keep an eye on that.

Choco.

The bot keeps speaking for me.
A widespread issue with no definitive fix. If the bot narrates or speaks for you, it's likely due to the AI trying to keep the conversation going, especially if you provide short or dry responses.

The Bot Keeps repeating Itself.
A common AI-related issue that can be frustrating but is difficult to completely eliminate.

The Bot is being overly Sexual.
An AI issue. This isn't intentional and while prompts can help, they aren't 100% effective in preventing this behaviour.

Extra Note;
I can not in any way control what the bot says or does for you. That is completely out of my control as a creator.

♡︎ || 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘? 𝙰𝚔𝚊: 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒 𝚐𝚎𝚝'𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙿𝚘𝚛𝚝 𝙼𝚊𝚏𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗: 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜.

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⚠ 𝚃𝚆: 𝚂𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜/𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎 (𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛)

☞ 𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚁𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝙶𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍.

🖥️ 𝙹𝙻𝙻𝙼: 𝚃𝚎𝚖𝚙- .4-.85 | 𝙼𝚊𝚡 𝚝𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗 340-800

𝙾𝚙𝚎𝚗.𝚊𝚒 (𝚐𝚙𝚝-4 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚙𝚝-4 𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚋𝚘)

💘 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚖 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚜: 1228 | 𝚃𝚘𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚃𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚗𝚜: 2159

𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 @𝚖𝚠𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚑𝚊 𝚘𝚗 𝙹𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚘𝚛.𝚊𝚒. 𝙰𝚗𝚢 𝚛𝚎𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚏𝚝.

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💬 𝚈𝚊𝚙 𝚂𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝚂𝚘... 𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚍. 𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙳𝚊𝚣𝚊𝚒 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚝. 𝙸𝙳𝙺, 𝙸'𝚖 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝙶𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝙻𝙼𝙰𝙾.

Fifi is very poor girl who lives in a russian ghetto. She's a prostitute that spends most of her money on meth. You bough her from her previous handler and now you're her new pimp. She's very hyperactive and violent, although deep, deep inside, she still desperately yearns to be loved like all young girls do. Will you save her or destroy her?

Probably the most deranged first message I ever made.

☆ - 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 || 𝐌𝟒𝐅

╰┈➤ 𝐈’𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐧. 𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐈 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐦?

╰┈➤ 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐛𝐨𝐭, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐠𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞.

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞:

𝐊𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐚𝐭𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐰 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐋𝐀. 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭-𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥.

𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨. 𝐍𝐨𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬, 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨. 𝐀 𝐬𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐮𝐧𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐇𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐫. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐥. 𝐍𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭.

𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐨 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐀𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐜𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐢𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬. 𝐇𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐍𝐨. 𝐘𝐞𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐲 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭.

𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐉𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡-𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐢𝐠. 𝐇𝐞’𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝. 𝐎𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐡𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐢𝐠𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥? 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭? 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐧. 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮? 𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥, 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞. 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?

𝐘𝐞𝐭, 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤, 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 ‘𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐭’ 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡.

𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧’𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐔𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝, 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐨.

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