Stephanie Cianfriglia / Sapphire Crimson Claw / Yarrow Brown / the-ghost-fucker / transmascdruid / anarchoenby77 / darktwistedpussy / Druid of Endicot - Xe/xyr ghost-fucker, womb wizard, hand sanitizer sommelier, trans-boomer, violently abuses her elderly parents, has sexual fantasies about raping children

[AfghanBlue]

"his addiction to treats"
Bitch, you are buying and feeding them to him. Because you are so insecure that you have to bribe cats attention with massively unhealthy bits of poison because they want nothing to do with you. It's the equivalent of buying a guy a gram of coke for every hour he agrees to spend in your lolwy company. No, a kid. A kid who couldn't get it on his own and can't make the decision about wether her should engage with it.

That "I fucked your dead mother" shit was so very, very nasty.
The person didn't even say anything that could have been taken as an attack, only that asexual is not an identity. And it's not.
It like saying you are "a-African", and make a big deal of that identity because you're *not* black.
But if someone says that it's nto a real thing, that just means you're a fat loser who cant get laid, despite coom posting like a nonce all day every day.

And that tumblr user Macabre perosn she's sucking up to-I don't think they've had cross words, I think she was congratulating them on some observed interaction. Notice they say they are pro contact. But that it's got to be above board. Idk how you can nonce or necro someone and it's all consensual. She's straying closer to the edge. She'll not like, venture out of the house and do something, but she's gonna get herself in such steep internet bullshit, that it might effect her real life. Wether it's the Antis under the bed, who along and snitch her it her poor old parents, or being caught up in some discord CP bullshit.

Thats the thing with all this shit, all the stuff that the troons are pushing further and further. They are all about incest and murder at the moment, the nature o these things is to ramp up. You've got to question how much further these things can go.

 

[Aunt Carol]

"his addiction to treats"
Bitch, you are buying and feeding them to him. Because you are so insecure that you have to bribe cats attention with massively unhealthy bits of poison because they want nothing to do with you.

Someone needs to make a public service webpage about How to Interact With Your Cat, Without Snacks.

Pet them, play with a toy on a string, brush them, lie down with a book and let them flop on your legs, pick them up and squeeze them and tell them they're tall now and then set them down again when they start to get annoyed.

These are the same people who don't understand human relationships unless they're transactional.

 

[Poonocchio]

t was after a series of blogs from someone who took issue with rape kinks. macabre-wife ( archive) is one of my favourite off shoot Staph characters at the moment.

How old is this person? I don't want to have to make a Tumblr but I want to read more on this person. Full on naughties edgelord, wow.

 

[AfghanBlue]

How old is this person? I don't want to have to make a Tumblr but I want to read more on this person. Full on naughties edgelord, wow.

Surely young.
I don't think anyone far north of 21 could deal out that amount of edge without cringing themsleves into a fatality.

 

[Poonocchio]

Surely young.
I don't think anyone far north of 21 could deal out that amount of edge without cringing themsleves into a fatality.

Damn. I didn't think they made people like this anymore.

 

[Bojack Horsekin]

RIP Pete, you're surely in a better place now.

Cannot get over the "I'm ace and I fucked your mom" comeback. Aces don't fuck, for one. If they do, then they're attention-seeking faggots. Two, "lol I fucked ur mom" is such a 12-year-old boy thing to say. What the shit, Mx. Master's Degree. This isn't the flex you think it is, it's you having to have le smug last word. And three, whether or not my dude is trolling about his mom being dead, Staph posting that necrophilia makes it hotter is just. I'm not surprised in any way, just baffled by her hot discourse comebacks. Hairy smelly potato runs away from a concerned grandma in the park, gets revenge by totally roasting some internet chud and bragging about pArApHiLiA. Everything's coming up Gyro!

She's so monumentally stupid most of the time, yet shrewd enough to bend the truth to her therapist and sneak around behind her parents. She's fascinating, truly.

 

[Pee Your Pants]

Surely young.
I don't think anyone far north of 21 could deal out that amount of edge without cringing themsleves into a fatality.

Damn. I didn't think they made people like this anymore.

Staph is 35 years old and surrounded by these people. I'm afraid they still exist. I don't know how old macabre-wife is but I'm interested in knowing. I'm sure whatever age they turn out to be it will be disappointing.


Wishing cancer upon a stranger who posted a meme you disagreed with, the same illness that your mom is battling, is vile. Between this and the dead mom necro post, I am open to top hats for my thoughts, which I am reining in. I am comforted by the thought that Staph lives a miserable life as a failed human being. Unless she turns her life around, then she's going to die alone and unloved, because continued cuntish behaviour will guarantee it. I'm sure she wont find edgy jokes about cancer and dead parents funny when her parents are gone.

 

[An empty shill]

She's so monumentally stupid most of the time, yet shrewd enough to bend the truth to her therapist and sneak around behind her parents. She's fascinating, truly.

It's definitely one of the reasons why she's my favorite cow to read about.
Stupid enough to be mostly harmless, yet having just enough shrewdness and cunning to fly under the radar and never blowing up to Chris Chan levels of infamy.

I'm sure she wont find edgy jokes about cancer and dead parents funny when her parents are gone.

If she keeps up the weight gain, and T-usage, they just might out live her.

 

[Pee Your Pants]

Jesus fucking christ, the dementia has set in. This was mere hours after telling someone to get cancer. She is absolutely deluded to think she has got better any as a person. She is online 24/7 in hope of attention from discourse.


Asking to be mocked.


Open that Google doc you made listing your identities to check what the fuck you're identifying as this week. If you can't remember what you identify as then it probably means you don't identify with it at all.


So she went behind her parents back with getting hormones. I hope the vocal coach doesn't take away the grandma voice.


It was a video of a cat looking at its own reflection. Has she never considered that cats have consciousness before? No wonder she picked at Peetie's feet without a care for his feelings.

 

[An empty shill]

So my brother was showing me some memes and this showed up, I had to post it:

Forgive if someone else put it up, but I couldn't help myself.
Look Steffles, a flag just for you.
I swear if she actually uses it, imma die inside...

 

[Sparkle Sloth]

I'm sure she wont find edgy jokes about cancer and dead parents funny when her parents are gone.

She has to earn the right for the coping dark humor like the rest of us, goddammit.

She’ll use and abuse the dead parent card once they do pass. I’d imagine they have life insurance— would it go to her? What about the house? Who is going to handle all the finances, probation, funeral prep, etc? She’s totally incapable. She’ll do nothing for them. That makes me fairly sad.

Jesus fucking christ, the dementia has set in. This was mere hours after telling someone to get cancer. She is absolutely deluded to think she has got better any as a person. She is online 24/7 in hope of attention from discourse.

How. In what- in what fucking world did she get better? The only way she accomplished that is being better at being a horrid person. Absolute tone-deaf. It’s shocking.

 

[Arkin O'Brien]

Jesus. Eighteen pounds. Poor Peetie. His joints had to have been in so much pain. How the fuck do you overfeed an animal to that degree?

I hope Sig somehow escapes the extreme obesity

 

[moorhen]

You are still one of the most toxic people. You constantly insert yourself into other people’s arguments and either make bizarre edgelord threats about your gay beliefs or do things like tell people to get cancer.
The constant complaints about your father also lead me to believe that you are still being aggressive and it’s part of the reason they want you to stop T, you fat whelp.

 

[a feel]

Maybe from one of Peetie's many social media accounts? They haven't really been archived because the cat speak is too fucking annoying for anyone to slog through.

https://peetie-polkadot.tumblr.com/

https://kitty.town/@peetiepolkadot

https://www.instagram.com/peetiepolkadot/

While scrolling through one of those old accounts I found this and it's now even MORE horrifying given current context...

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Staph is such an utter cunt (heh), completely consumed by thoughts about sex and genitals. It's repulsive, and I wish she'd see a competent therapist and get proper medication to help with her disgusting obsessions.
But where's the fun in that..

 

[BoobWhiskers]

I don't know if it's made her more AGGRESSIVE, persay, but I would venture that maybe the T has made her both more sex-obsessed and (incredibly) impulsive. She always shared every thought she had with total strangers completely unprompted, it just used to be 'huhuhu I'm hanging out with Satan because mercury is in Gatorade' instead of 'I want to rape your mother while getting spitroasted by Loki and Jeffrey Dahmer sex sex sex sex sex'.

Given her total lack of impulse control, the horrifying thought that she might not filter herself around her PARENTS occurs to me. She has Jeffrey Dahmer wall art, and her dad cleans her apartment. How much do you want to bet they've had to hear some horrifying sexual shit?

 

[Sparkle Sloth]

Someone needs to make a public service webpage about How to Interact With Your Cat, Without Snacks.

Pet them, play with a toy on a string, brush them, lie down with a book and let them flop on your legs, pick them up and squeeze them and tell them they're tall now and then set them down again when they start to get annoyed.

These are the same people who don't understand human relationships unless they're transactional.

late-ish but yeah, cats are, honestly, fairly easy to entertain— look at how many people post pictures of all these toys and the cat is playing with the packaging. Cat bed? Nah, the box it came in, please!

Mine doesn’t leave me tf alone and I don’t give her any treats. She just likes me and wants to be near me constantly. Unconditional love, something Staph only experiences from her parents even though she won’t admit it. They have to love her in order to keep her in their life when she’s like this— there’s no other fucking explanation. A parent’s love can be so unending. Most people would kill for that.

It’s still horrifying that Peetie was 18lbs. My Maine coon mix was not even that big.

 

[Aunt Carol]

look at how many people post pictures of all these toys and the cat is playing with the packaging. Cat bed? Nah, the box it came in, please!

PSA: if you drink almond milk, the little plastic seal on the carton is deadly to all forms of life and must be extra-killed, over and over again. If you do not have a cat in your house to protect you, you may be in danger.

They have to love her in order to keep her in their life when she’s like this— there’s no other fucking explanation. A parent’s love can be so unending. Most people would kill for that.

I wonder if she's thought about what life will be like after her parents die. Not to be morbid, but her mom does have cancer; that kind of diagnosis makes you sit down and think. Most people would come to the conclusion that they're getting older, everyone's getting older, and they need to not take their parents for granted.

If Stephanie can even think that far into the future, she's just going to realize that after her parents are gone, someone else will have to clean her apartment for her. It's hard to hire new help. When she borks her computer clicking on sketchy links, IT support who isn't her dad is going to want to be paid.

 

[Sparkle Sloth]

PSA: if you drink almond milk, the little plastic seal on the carton is deadly to all forms of life and must be extra-killed, over and over again. If you do not have a cat in your house to protect you, you may be in danger.

I wonder if she's thought about what life will be like after her parents die. Not to be morbid, but her mom does have cancer; that kind of diagnosis makes you sit down and think. Most people would come to the conclusion that they're getting older, everyone's getting older, and they need to not take their parents for granted.

If Stephanie can even think that far into the future, she's just going to realize that after her parents are gone, someone else will have to clean her apartment for her. It's hard to hire new help. When she borks her computer clicking on sketchy links, IT support who isn't her dad is going to want to be paid.

I haven’t had a cat that would play with milk rings in ages (plus it was just the normal whole milk, then normal milk but lactose-free— the plastic ring on the neck, not the seal) but that is very good to know!

And she does not think that far. At all. It’s not morbid to wonder how it’ll play out.

Spoiler: death musing sperg

It’s not like she has siblings to rely on. I’m sure now that her parents are each other’s POA (both financial + medical). When one passes, who does that go to, probably? Staph. Absolutely horrifying. Would she get the house? Stay in section 8 with her $13 rent and blow the money she gets from inheritance + selling the house? A helluva lot to think about.

Maybe I just think of it since Dead Dad Club ™ (I know we have a few members in the thread).

Hopefully she has an aunt or uncle that will be POA but I mean. Eventually they’re all gonna die. Staph (thankfully) doesn’t have kids. She has no siblings (biological don’t count because she doesn’t talk to them). Who in the world is gonna take care of her? Who would want to? It’d almost be sad, if it wasn’t her.

 

[Aunt Carol]

Staph (thankfully) doesn’t have kids. She has no siblings (biological don’t count because she doesn’t talk to them). Who in the world is gonna take care of her? Who would want to?

Life is hard when you're dumb, but it's worse when you're dumb and a huge asshole to everyone.

Still baffled by her unexplained transition from a social worker with a master's degree to someone a social worker would have to wrangle. She had to pass objective tests about what happens to someone with no natural next of kin, or dependent adults whose parents die and leave them an estate.

 

[Pee Your Pants]

She decided to write some ghost smut today on Tumblr. And, of course, it's fucking hilarious.

Spoiler: You like that, you dead bastard?

Imagination?
(afab reader x cis male ghost)
Showering at night always brought out the horny in you, and you never knew why. Was it some deep, evolutionary impulse that made you feel safer to mate at night? Was it the water? At any rate, here you are again, your mind firmly in the gutter, and your nipples hardening because of it.
That's why you thought it was your imagination at first.
It felt as if a tongue was lapping at your earlobe.
Then, it felt as if lips were kissing down your neck and across your shoulder.
Those things you could pass off as your mind, but then you gasped as two big hands cupped your tits. And it made you moan.
As your nipples were already perky, the intruder didn't have to do much to make them stand at attention. You felt fingertips rubbing them in circles, then pinching them. You reflexively arched your back and sent your hips backwards, and that's when you felt it.
There was a dick--you couldn't see it, but you could unmistakably feel it--and it was huge.
Whoever this was, he was already rock solid, so you decided, what the hell? You began to grind slowly against him, and his dick throbbed.
You like that, you dead bastard? You thought to yourself. As if responding to your thought, you both heard and felt the wind of a sigh ruffle the back of your hair. The invisible hands then moved slowly downward, down your lower stomach, to rest on your hips. He then ground his dick harder into your ass.
Awkwardly, you grabbed at one of the big, invisible hands resting on your hip, and moved it downwards. You parted the invisible fingers, moving them so that two were extended. You then slowly, slowly slid them inside you. You felt another, longer moan from him. The fingers then began to scissor, and you moaned, too.
So it went, his fingers working inside you, and your hips and his hips bumping and moving as he humped you. Suddenly, after several minutes of silence, he withdrew his hand. You only had a spare five seconds to ponder this before you felt the ghost's dick pushing into you.
You felt weight pin you into the wall, and a hand again rubbing one of your tits. You whimpered as your inner walls stretched to accommodate him and his big, thick rod. Despite being dead, he had gotten it up quite nicely, and you felt him twitch in pleasure somewhere deep within. Moving much like before, your hips went back, and his went forward. Giggling to yourself, you realized that you even heard and felt a soft slapping of balls against you.
He then changed his thrusts to be harder, and angled himself so that he kept hitting a sensitive spot over and over. It was too much to bear for the both of you.
As your pussy trembled, you felt a rush of tingling warmth let go. The ghost left a big, hot load fly deep up in you, causing you to sigh in pleasure. The soft dick then pulled out, and you felt a few fleeting kisses down the back of your neck.
The presence left, and you were left aching for more.
This was sitting in my drafts for a while, so I finally decided to finish it. There has GOT to be more ghost porn on this website.
Next, I'll either continue this, or write for a god.

Hope you liked.

The fingers then began to scissor

does not sound very pleasant.

On to some other things. I am going to start with one that gave me and others around me a lot of laughs.

'Cyst people' LOL. Grandma, you should add any nonsense words into your phone's dictionary so they don't get autocorrected when you're arguing on Twitter. So she doesn't trust cyst cis people? At all?


Fucking gross.


Like ghosts, your asexuality does not exist, so I guess they do go together.


But what about his ghost arms?


Teehee I like an edgy band. Not the last time you'll see that image.


She really loves that image today. Do you think she has saved bookmarks on the ready for Twitter slapfights?


A very validating image for anyone who thinks men look ridiculous dressed as women. As a sidenote, I can't wait for her Rammstein hyperfixation to end.


Someone shared this photo of their mom meeting Rammstein, and Staph comments this. How fucking presumptuous, disrespectful and gross.


I still doubt they take it seriously.


Of course she wants to know.


I would pay to see that fight.


How does this self defending comment fit into this topic at all? She always finds a way.


Again, how does this comment fit what the topic is here? FYI: Staph is really into the Interview With The Vampire TV show right now and her Tumblr dash is full of it. She comments about how the antis must hate it. Bitch, it's based on a book series that began in the 1970s and has always been incredibly popular across a wide demographic. I knew Christian grandmas who read it. Its nothing shocking.


Occasionally??

I hate her live tweets of movies, but this one of Altered States had some fun bits in it regarding drug use.

Powerful hallucinogens and true love are not in your future.

Let's end on a sweet face: