》Sean《

This blog has NS4W content. Proceed at your own risk.

I'm Sean, a persecutor in a traumagenic system. He/it pronouns. I am the most "problematic" one here. No DNI. You can call me Sarge or Sergeant if you're feeling it.

I'm okay with parasocial, mean, etc anons and asks. Unfortunately, we're collectively aromantic and I can't reciprocate. I don't mind playing along though.

I'm the only one in this body who is pro-endo, proship/darkship, pro-rq, all that shit. It makes my headmates uncomfortable, which I like.

I'm not a fictive, but I am a shapeshifter and I enjoy looking and identifying as Guest 1337 from Forsaken. So, I call myself a pseudo-fictive of him.

SFW posts I make will be tagged with #ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ DO YOU COPY? ⌯⁍. Asks I get and send will be tagged with #ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ RODGER THAT ⌯⁍. Anything that I like, including NS4W, will be tagged with #ᡕᠵデᡁ᠊╾━ MILITARY DECORATIONS ⌯⁍.

Trans: middle-aged, white skin, veteran, war hero, sergeant, blue hair, bomb/explosion survivor, burn scars, blue eyes, gr0omer, r4pist, robloxian, abuser, celebrity, adored, fit/muscular, st4lked.

Tris: scarred, harmful, harmed, PTSD, r4ped, stoner.

Cis: plural, male, persecutor, shapeshifter, terrible person.

Perma: soldier, war, fighting, fictional, h0rny/b0ner, steel-toe combat boots.

Null: chronic depression, ADHD, autism, su1cidal, C-PTSD, human, victim, AFAB, fat, empathy/sympathy.

Other: trulfather, nill-abused child/childhood trauma, aisthessmoker.

Graphics by @seraphicspawn. NS4W stuff under the readmore.

Taking a shit in nature. Is this what they call wilderness therapy? /J

I bet you all wished you had someone as obedient and subservient as my darling stoner angel. Fae're my child, my bride, my deskpet, and my rapedoll. It's anything I want him to be. Fae'll do anything I ask. It'll give up anything for me. He's so addicted to me. I love ruining faer. This power imbalance is so delicious, I don't think I can ever get enough.

It's fun having people be parasocial/obsessed over me, especially as someone with ghosting/self-isolation tendencies. They want me with them all the time, but I'm unreliable. It makes them more desperate for me. And they can't even get upset, they signed up for it after all.

Oh, you want me to chat right now? Mm, what if I send you a reply and then don't respond for the next couple days. Get you frustrated. Upset. Needy. Make every time I grace you with my presence feel like a gift or some sort of blessing.

Jesus Christ, last time I checked our Two Time level was 168 or something. It's 183 now. Do we even do anything else except work and play Forsaken??? Holy hell.

Oh, and we have everyone to milestone 4. Everyone. 22 fucking days.

I believe as of today, I can play Forsaken on my Roblox alt account. I haven't tested it.

My username is transsergeant. I'll accept any friend requests for the time being, but if your account looks suspicious/like a bot, I might decline. You can also DM me your username. Whatever works for you.

Oh yeah, I also have an updated banner. I haven't made anything like this before. I think it looks fine.

Debating if I want to jack off and go to sleep or get high again. Maybe I'll do all three.

Should I get high off my ass and play Forsaken?

I appreciate everyone's well wishes. Hopefully the others are done with their freakout soon, and we can go back to normal.

On a positive note, our sister gave us a weed cart for our 18th!

Oh, we haven't eaten in over a day... I think this appetite suppressant is working too well.