raise a little hell

You know what? I would've had a single shred of respect for you if you had just been honest about wanting to get rid of me. For months you have harassed me for things you clearly let other people you favor get away with (things I've heard you even do yourselves), have judged me based on literally no evidence other than your own biases, and yet I still tried to work things out with you respectfully. Well, I'm through with being polite.

I have done everything you have asked of me to better my activity, let alone my experience in this rp, the three times I've applied and it has done fuck all. I think it's really pathetic that you're too busy jerking off on your little powertrip and releasing half-assed posts blaming everyone for their bad experiences, supporting someone who chases people away from the game, pretending you give a shit about people's opinions by opening your inbox again, and changing rules on a whim than realize how broken your rp is.

It's obvious from your behavior alone that our last conversation has hit a nerve and getting rid of me is easier than admitting you're wrong. Seems to me like someone doesn't like being challenged and is used to bullying people to get their way. Your regards are as worthless as your "attempts" to run this fucking trainwreck of an rpg. You have done nothing to help make my experience here better, and nor have you done me any favors by extending things for me, so don't try to play holier than thou. You are the cause of these issues and I hope one day you finally realize that and change for the better or you're removed from your positions as admins cause a 5-year-old could run this place better than you ever could.

You can take those well wishes and shove them up your ass if your head hasn't already taken up whatever space is left.

Being left speechless was a rare occurrence for Syd. She prided herself in always being a woman with an answer for everything but this wasn’t one of those moments. Disbelief didn’t even come close to her reaction from what she was seeing, struck completely dumb for a full two minutes. There, standing in front of her, was someone that looked like her original body. It had her face, clothes, even down to her tattoos except it wasn’t her. “What…the actual….fuck?” She breathed, finally speaking after minutes of silence. “Don’t look at me like that! You think I have any idea what’s going on?” It replied with the same voice too. That was it. Being turned into a woman she could swallow, but someone else having her true body? That was the last straw.

Normally Avery would fight back and curse the man out. But right now she actually wanted the other. The kisses were so good but now this was better. Avery could feel herself getting wet as Syd tossed her around and ripped her clothes off. Avery didn’t even bother trying to hide anything. “I look good don’t I?” When Syd bent her over and called her a slut it excited Avery more. Did he have a thing for being degraded? “Slut? Bitch? Is that all you’ve got? Come now those are baby names I use on Nico. If you’re going to pound this pussy you better have something more. Don’t bore me Syd. Make me wet.” She already was and Syd would find that out eventually, but right now Avery just wanted to be degraded. It seemed it was more fun in this body. The way it reacted was something new to Avery and she wanted more. “Devour me Syd. Don’t just take a bite.” 

Her high standards made it nearly impossible for most people to earn a second glance from her, this person included, but that didn’t stop Syd from imagining all the things she’d do to them. Just because her dick was gone didn’t mean that she’d suddenly lay down and take it from someone. With her bottom lip between her teeth, she roamed her eyes hungrily over their body, thinking how good they’d look bouncing on her strap on or choking on it while she shoved it down their throat. Syd had no plans of turning it into reality though, perfectly content with violating them in all her favorite ways in her mind.

Waves of rage emitted from Syd as she stared at herself in the mirror, knuckles gripping the sink hard enough to break it in half. She didn’t know who was behind this or how they did it, but she would turn the whole fucking castle upside down until she found them and snap every bone in their fucking body when she did. Out of all the insults someone could throw her way, turning her into something as weak and pathetic as a woman was the worst of them. “When I find you, I’m gonna rip you open with my bare hands, rearrange your insides, break your bones, and then fuck you with them,” Syd growled with such ferocity. “You want to play with me, then let’s play.”

When Syd opened the door, Nico pushed his way inside and turned to look at the taller man. “You want to know my problem, Syd? I’ll tell you.” He snaps, something that Nico would never do, especially to someone who could and would break him over their knee like a twig but in his current spell, none of that mattered to the curly haired boy. “You’re my fucking problem you self centered, arrogant, pussy ass bitch.” He punches the man in his arm. Nico probably wasn’t the most threatening the thing in the world as he was only wearing an oversized hoodie that belonged to his master. “You think you’re hot shit but you aren’t!! Gonna start calling you Syderella with how you’ve been acting lately.”

Avery knew the moment she said something Syd would react. But that was the fun. “Oh yes fucking way.” Though it was less fun when Syd broke the cuffs and pushed her away. With the ther’s hand in her hair Avery grinned. “I do. You looked good on your knees Syd. I like it when you listen. Very sexy.” Avery looked the other up and down before reaching out to pull Syd closer. “But your’e still under arrest. Unless you’d like to find your way out? You’ve been very very bad Whitechaple.”

Grinning wider Avery bit Syd’s lip again and forced the kiss m, his tongue slipping into the man’s mouth. And then she slowly pushed Syd to his knees. One leg lifting and being placed on his shoulder so her thigh could rest next to his head. Gripping Syd’s hair she looked into those gorgeous eyes before speaking. “Nico.” Tugging at the demon’s hair she looked down at the hem of the outfit. “Take off the panties master Syd. With your teeth. I think you know what I desire.”

Avery could tell Syd was confused and she loved it. When the other gave up his wrist she put the other cuff on. Smirking up at him she slipped his cuffed arms over her head to rest on her waist. “You’re under arrest for messing with my boy. And for touching me without permission. But you won’t be cumming quietly. Not when I’m in control. Avery leaned in to bite Syd’s lip and run her hands down his chest. “You ever fuck a cop Mr. Whitechaple? With those hands cuffed and out of use, you may have to use your mouth to get you out of trouble.” 

It wasn’t often that Syd allowed someone to have control during sex, especially a woman, but he wasn’t complaining now. He thought being at her mercy was a little hot even if he knew that wasn’t really the case. Syd was playing along because he wanted to, but that would change the moment he felt different. For now, he left the cuffs on and continued playing along despite how much he wanted to rip her fucking clothes off. Syd was so distracted by wondering what she looked like naked that he almost missed the mention of her “boy”. “Boy? What are you talking about? What boy?” He furrowed his brows in confusion. There were tons of boys in the castle so she’d have to be a little more specific. “No, but we can definitely change that,” Syd groaned when she bit his lip, hoping it bled. “And where would you like my mouth, Officer?”

Relaxed on the couch in the living room with an arm over his closed eyes, Syd listened to the music blaring in his headphones. He was still hiding away from the world to deal with River being gone and wanted to spend another day alone. It was why he hadn’t been expecting a loud pounding on his door, pulling off his headphones and heading over to see who it was. “The fuck is your problem, Nico? What do you want?” Syd scowled at the angry wendigo once he opened the door, annoyed at being bothered.

He continued devouring Avery’s mouth, starving for it in a way he hadn’t since his first wife. But it wasn’t until he felt something slap around his wrist that he finally pulled back and saw who it was he was snogging. Confusion quickly set over his face when he realized it wasn’t Avery but a chick he’d never seen before. Syd wasn’t exactly complaining that it wasn’t the other master since she was hot, he just swore he’d gotten the right person. He wasn’t even bothered by the handcuffs either, releasing her hair to let her cuff the other hand. “Oh, yeah? You gonna tell me what I’m under arrest for, sweetheart,” Syd teased flirtatiously, biting his bottom lip. “Do I get a reward if I come quietly?”

Syd bit down on his bottom lip to hide the moan threatening to escape his mouth. All he had done was change positions in his seat but for some reason was turned on beyond belief from his clothes rubbing against his skin. What the fuck was going on with him? But before he could even follow the thought, someone touched him and the tribrid groaned in pleasure despite how annoyed he was now. “Don’t fucking touch me!” Syd threw his hands up, the fire in his eyes a warning in itself not to do it again.

“I swear on Ares I’m going to cut your body into tiny pieces, feed your remains to the castle, and wear your fucking skin once I get out of this collar!” The tribrid growled ferally, filled with enough rage to destroy an entire city. There weren’t words in any alive or dead language to explain how he was feeling, but the fact he was horny too didn’t help calm his rage either. Being collared like a slave was one of the greatest insults to Syd and no one would ever get away with that. He wasn’t called the Prince of Wrath for nothing.