Just a reminder that this will include themes of childhood sexual abuse And I of all people understand how triggering these things can be I’ve needed a lil…ventish thing about it for a while and what better to do then rp abt it cus Coping is weird.

The character is Karma ( yyyayyy ikr I’m sick of her too..) Up there is like A photo of when karma and Dante were younger At the time karma had like…pink roots and black hair on the ends and Dante looked like chaos

You can choose for your oc to be a partner or a roommate or just a friend who’s crashing yk? So. It was Summer, hot sticky and gross, so while you sat inside in front of the fan Karma was cleaning out the attic..it was pretty small so it could be cleared out quickly but unfortunately the stuff she had in there came from her old house meaning she had a lot…of shit. She’s moving boxes down clearly energized, and places some boxes beside you. Conveniently…one of the boxes had fell on its side while she was running up the attic to go grab some more stuff, photos spilled onto the floor like running water and underneath some old pictures of her brother at an embarrassing high school prom..was a half open envelope. Your ocs curiosity drove them to opening it and tied together neatly inside was a stack of photos With the picture of the two children together…she couldn’t have been older then 9 at the time and Dante appeared to be about a preteen. Unwrapping the photo stack your oc found…some unsavory pictures (1

Of the two children, it was completely…disgusting. Your oc filled their head with questions..why would she keep this? Why didn’t she tell you- what..who was that?! Karma came dashing down the stairs, but with her quiet feet tapping on the floor it felt like she appeared out of nowhere. She looked down at you glancing over the photos in disgust, and tightly gripped her skirt holding back tears “Wh-what a-are you do-doing with those?!” She’d never raised her voice at your oc before, but now..well. Even her soft voice became full of rage, she quickly tackled you for the pictures, sobbing Wwyd..

Karma: -she looked like she was about to beat the shit out of the old man, but quickly snatched the photos and held them close to her chest in defeat-

Karma: -she stayed quiet, seemingly getting more uncomfortable just being in his presence-

Karma relaxed her body the moment he walked away, organizing the pictures again

(( karma doesn’t love him as much anymore-)) Karma slowly stood up and cleaned up all the pictures that had spilled, putting the stack in her pocket

(( cus he’s old 😎 she’s actually realizing that she was just following whatever he said he wanted-)) Karma cleaned in dead silence..well mostly. She was mumbling..bible verses? And if you didn’t know the holy bible read out loud makes lil succubi like her, dizzy and sick, in deep pain

(( also having children and going out in general, too be fair it’s not his fault it’s hers because she’s failing to say no instead of yes-)) Karma went on for a while until the floor was cleaned and rubbed her head, walking outside into her garden and sighing

OOGA BOOGA Karma: -she was sitting quietly and admiring the first photo, the two of the kidd together- "I-..I don't know- its..its not normal to k-keep things like this is it? I.."

Karma: -she leaned her head on him, resting it on his shoulder- “My..f-father- he used to tell me I-I looked just like m-my mother when she w-was younger, I got so..uncomfortable after a w-while that I changed my hair- ha..learning s-spells like that to change my hair color well..that’s- that didn’t stop it, in fact it made it worse..”

Karma flinched but slowly smiled, she was always like that. Instead of saying something she'd just smile softly. "Th-thank you hun...i..I want to burn them. If you do-dont mind starting a fire in the fire pl-place-"

Karma: -she watched the fire for a minute before taking the top picture out of the stack and putting it in her pocket. After a couple minutes she threw the rest inside- "H-He..he was su-such a disgusting man.."

Karma: -she rubbed her arm and looked back at him- "My dad."

Karma: -she nodded, just resting her head on his chest, mumbling-

Karma: -she froze up at the thought, trembling- “De-Death?”

Karma: -she looked up at him with those big heartbroken eyes of hers- “Bu-But you can’t go!!!”

Karma: -big tears welled up in her eyes, she always looked so cute when she was pouting and holding back tears- “Don’t t-talk about that!”

Karma: -she snuggled him again, pouting- “D-Dummy-“

Gn- Karma: -she nodded, taking his hand and helping him inside-

All your ocs look so old timey it's hard to tell the difference now 🙄🙄🙄 /j Karma: -she looked so full of rage, betrayal and pain, like she was about to scream at him more and beat the living shit out of him, but instead she quickly snatched the stacked photos from his hand and slowly got off of him. She sat with her back to him, no way would she see him cry, she sat in the w position and looked nothing less like the child in the photo. She felt so weak and powerless, just hunching over to cry and keep the pictures close to her chest-

UH HUH ADMIT IT, UR GAY Karma: -she tensed up when she felt him getting closer but even now she didn't know how to say no or stop..she clenched them closer and whimpered- "I-I- I'm sor-sorry i-i attacked y-you-"

GAY.GAY.GAY.GAY. Karma: -his tone was enough to instantly calm the side of her that honestly? Would fall in love with anyone who was even remotely kind to her. She sniffles, scooting closer to him and whimpering- "I-I wa-was careless-"

Karma: -she could be seen visibly melting at his touch, her father had told her that no one would ever touch a filthy girl like her if they knew..but ofc he was wrong, she melted into his lap, laying her head down and curling into herself- “My da-dad..and- Dante..he- they- Dante h-he was l-little- and my dad, he…h-he said I looked s-so much like my moth-mother..he..touched us- and- I-“ -she began to break down again-

Bootyhole wtf does that mean

But who says I will respond-

Class is abt to start and my Spanish teacher is ass so I'll be back when I can <3 Karma: -she panicked, this was terrible, something hidden away should've stayed that way. Once she'd got the photos back into the stack she whimpered and looked away- "Wh-why- n-no- i-..."

Grrr why are you so sweet 😡 )) Karma: -she tensed up and shook her head no, hiding her teary eyed face from them and slightly scooting away-

WAAAAA )) Karma tensed up immediately, just out of pure instinct she pushed him away and quickly ran into her room, it was clear touch was now out of the question

She crashed into her sheets sobbing, her father had told her people would hate her after they found out. She thought that he would hate her..

Karma: -she was clearly frustrated, but as usual she’d shut herself up. She just took the pictures and turned away, organizing them in her hands in a frenzy. She mumbled something too softly to hear before hugging the photos to her chest-

Karma: -she shook her head no, sensing him moving and quickly putting some distance between them- “Yo-You’ll h-hate m-me-“

Karma: -she trembled and backed up into a couch, just the topic of whoever took the pictures clearly put her in a panicked state- “D-Daddy sa-said he had t-to! He c-couldn’t t-take any-anymore!”

Karma sadly shook her head, was she seriously upset about him not talking to her? She was tearing up again and trying to hide her guilt “A-Azzy- m-my brother- he..h-he took me away from him and I-I haven’t talked to h-him since..”

Karma: -she seemed to kinda..snap? She’d never raised her voice before today and it was just a field day of doing things she’d never done before. She growled and pushed him aside, storming off into her room. Family was…a touchy subject