#abuse warning

Violence, abuse, child abuse Technically, wepons/taser, and just not a fun time for sunny.

"This is why sun doesn't like new employees very much, they can't seem to understand that he and moon are two different Animatronics..."

He always got blamed for stuff like this. When he tried to ask Moon for help or to prove that are not the same, he wouldn't answer.. he never answers anymore... not sense the update.. mabey sun really did do something wrong..

ANYWAYS "blinks cutely" I thought there wasn't enough sun angst RN sooooooo... but what I really got the idea from is the taser things at jurassic Park and a comic by Icetigerkitten. I remember that controlled shocks were a thing too and thought I'd show what I think that would look like to me if the pizza plex used controlled shocks. I also wanted to post some stuff about a AU I'm cooking up. :b

& none of this meant I wasn't subject to misogyny. I was still expected to be the babysitter of any younger children in the space, even if I'd had alcohol to drink, even if there were adult women around. my position at the adult table came with a very heavy dose of "do anything which needs doing or we'll make you leave". this includes getting beers from fridge or being the butt of a series of humiliation rituals.

coming out to my father as bisexual happened during one such event. he had friends over who were making homophobic jokes. I'd had four vodka cruisers (age 15). got sick of it and just exploded. tried to show my father he was being hypocritical, which is not something he cared about when his punchline was 'lmfao gay'. it was a bad night.

I actually did take a shot in the dark the first time and that was a mistake but ya live and ya learn qwq

My main account is @dunderhead99 so yall know which is which, and I'm actually 24 irl and my OC Bailey is 15 years old

So here she is I'll probably have better pictures later

And WARNING!!!! MENTIONS OF ABUSE AND ASSAULT FOR HER BIO))

Bailey is a 15 year old in the KND universe, and she's a water mage.

Originally she's a fan-child of Father, but for the sake of those who don't interact with Fan-Children this Bailey will be a version who has no blood relation to Father.

Instead, she's the granddaughter of Posiedon and an Evil Seahag who is referred to as Frost, and Baileys mother is Maria, who's MIA working for the Adults Next Door.

So that forced Bailey to have to live with Grandmother Frost since Grandpa Posiedon is off far away at sea doing his job as the sea king.

Bailey was born with magic deficiencies that make her susceptible to the icy cold and sweltering heat, so Grandmother Frost locks her in a freezing cold room as a way to try and build Baileys resistance to cold temps, but it only makes her sick and weaker.

To make matters worse, since Grandmother can't make Bailey stronger, she decides to try and marry Bailey off to a influential family to try and build her own status; she could give less of a damn about Baileys happiness in the grand scheme of things.

Turns out the fiancé in question was a huge asshole, so Bailey ends up using her powers to freeze him in solid ice before running away after he tries to assault her.

Now that Baileys running the streets, the only thing she can do now is survive.

Hopefully, someone is kind enough to lend Bailey a hand in a world that's been nothing but cruel and unfair to her.

She can be found in the woods, abandoned houses and even the sewers. Less than ideal, but it keeps her hidden from being found and taken back to Grandmother Frost again.

Especially when Grandmother Frost sends a cult out to hunt after Bailey, which is always terrifying.

((Rules:

Obviously don't be weird with NSFW because Bailey is a MINOR oc

Be respectful and patient

Have fun ❤️

And I guess just be sure to interact with this account only for rps n stuff, I just posted my main account on here so people know which is which

Tw

Hot rod would leave the city he’s in and run away to the city next door for a moment. Thats how he meets soundwave who takes him in because Hot rod is literally a step away from falling apart.

Arms hanging by threads and his legs cut up with deep gashes and a long slash on his spoilers center.

Hot rod making it as far as he did is pure adrenaline.

The expectation to keep it all hidden.

To live on like nothing ever happened.

I'm so tired of everything being placed on the victim.

On the survivor.

Never the doer.

We are the ones who have to change.

We are the ones who have to put in the work.

We are the ones burdened with so much.

While they are free to do it again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

Until one time they finally kill someone.

And then that's also thrown on us.

It's our fault.

No matter what we did.

No matter who we told.

We should have done more.

We should have been better.

And I'm just so fucking tired.