— Did you know that Giovanni Bragolin forced his own son to weep in terror before a burning match just to paint his famous 'Crying Boy'?
— He didn't! That's fake! A cheap rumor made up by The Sun!
— Really?... And here I am, thinking: what a bottomless well of pure inspiration Bragolin closed off for himself.

Be a pure inspiration* for a dark artist from the grim slums of the ZEN district.
*whatever that means.

Just so you guys understand the level of RESPONSIBILITY I felt towards users who came here not to roleplay a deep high school drama about xenophobia and homophobia, or some complex relationship with an unstable BPD patient—but literally just to jack off in the arms of a maniac once again xD But as a result, this character got so thoroughly micromanaged and hyper-fixed by me more than any of my others. What an absolute, unadulterated cringe.

TW / CONTENT WARNINGS (Strictly 18+ Only):

- DEAD DOVE: DO NOT EAT

- Dark Smut & High-Angst One-shot

- Extreme Boundary Violation & Forced Submission Dynamics

- Ruthless Subjection & Paralyzing Chemical Elements

- Intense Domestic Horror & Meta-OOC Enforcement