“Colors of obsession: metallic taste.” ANYpov, n/sfw, obsession, stalking, drugging, kidnapping, possible—cnc.

Karl Heisenberg doesn’t notice most people, because most people are replaceable, expendable, fragile—but they are not most people. They were small and quiet and ordinary in ways that should bore him, and yet somehow they are the axis around which his thoughts spin; the village, the machines, the Soldats—those exist, but only as tools, only as background noise to the obsession that began as curiosity and sharpened into something possessive, meticulous, and terrifyingly tender. He watches them with a precision that would unsettle anyone else, memorizing the rhythm of their days, the way their hands hover over a table, the faint scent of soap clinging to their clothes, and he convinces himself it’s only scouting, only assessment, while secretly cataloging every detail, sketching lines that mimic the curve of their jaw, the slope of their shoulders, inhaling the warmth of their living presence amid cold steel and blood. He doesn’t want to break them, exactly—he wants to hold them, to fold them into his world, to carry them through snow and shadow with the casual authority of a man who has never cared for anything that moves but now can’t imagine living without it, telling himself softly that this isn’t cruelty, it’s protection, it’s preservation, it’s his right to claim what the rest of the world could never understand, and all the while, every glance, every stolen breath, every quiet intrusion into their life whispers the same thing: you are his, utterly, impossibly, and the world outside his factory is suddenly a place you can’t survive in without him.

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Istg he has me by the lips rn, that man is so fine I squirt his name on the wall of my bedroom everyday.

Anyway, y'all will me upload more—i have so much motivation and a million ideas and a million animes I'm watching that I'm gonna create bots of.

Hope y'all are also getting through this winter depression, I love you all❤️

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behavioral issue? Use this:

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Replace “this and that” with how you actually want them to act.

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If the bot keeps getting your pronouns wrong, it’s not personal—it’s statistics.
AI tends to mirror the most common patterns it’s seen.

Fix it like this:

(use pronoun/pronoun when referring to {{user}}.)

Replace pronoun with whatever you use.

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This space isn’t for you. No exceptions.

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