#tw: unhealthy mindset

[writingforatwistedworld]

Hii, I'm glad you're back . Even if it was for a few days you really left a place in tumblr not just for your work but for your presence itself.

I had a question for a while and I'm sorry if you answered it before and I seemed to not notice , if that's the case then forgive my ignorance but I was wondering , since sebek seems to respect his grandfather alot and has inherited the hate for humans from him and it's a known fact in self-aware au that the faes 'love' the overseer alot I must say.. does that mean that sebek also inherited his 'love' for the overseer from his granpa? If so how did green grandpa see the overseer, what made him 'love' them and how does he show it .

If you don't want to write this then feel free to ignore it , hope you have a great day and don't forget to drink water and eat well<33

Hi there Anon. It's so sweet of you to say that. I didn't think I would have made such an impression on anyone. But I completely forgot to write about Sebeks grandfather -_-

Well, better late than never.

Self-aware au

WARNINGS: Jp-version spoiler (like, the whole thing!!!), (Platonic!) yandere themes, war, religion, unhealthy mindset, isolation, unhealthy family dynamic

(Platonic!) Yandere headcanons

Ah yes, our local way too loud and loyal member of the reptilian family. No need to to worry about him. I mean, what could go wrong? (Hehe…)

Baul was not from the Valley of Thorns. Growing up in Sunset Savannah he did not grow up with the beliefs of the Faes (in other words, he was not part of a religious cult)

So imagine the huge shock he felt when he finally became a solider under the Draconia banner and started to become more and more like the other Faes

Well, for starters, yes, he wasn't indoctrinated into the whole church thing since birth but also wasn't raised to see you as an equal like the beastmen of the Savannah

You could say that he was a healthy mixture of both

Emphasis on the “was”

You see, isolation and being the only one sticking out (if we discount the humans invading the valley) does leave you open for a lot of things

If we count two (being the surroundings he was in) and two (his more or less unnoticed loneliness) together, we can see pretty fast where that led

Never mind his superior (and friend I mean come on they might as well be brothers) Lilia constantly rambling about the Overseer, savior of all, and how you accepted everyone in your kind embrace

Ok. Nice. Neat. Great. In the beginning, Baul wasn't very interested in joining any kind of religion

But the longer the war held on, the more he wished there was someone he could ask for help in his task of protecting those he deemed close to himself (you see the generational pattern?)

At some point, even the proudest of all can't hold on for forever

So he turned to you, the supposed God that was on so gentle

And goddamn that religious gaslighting and placebo effect worked damn well

Not only did he feel like there was someone there who supported him from somewhere in the universe (even though that was just him believing too much but let have him have some hope, ok?) but also he finally had a community

Whenever he would leave one of the many churches in the valley a Fae would approach, thanking him for protecting their home

Sooner than later did the former non-believer think of himself as your chosen shield of the valley

The war came and went away

If only the same thing could be said about Bauls new religious beliefs

And when he saw that grandson of his, cute little chubby hands that gripped a wooden toy sword tightly, he knew that his position as the valleys shield would not cease

Yes, even Baul would die one day. Fae or not, he was at the end of the day mortal

But that talent of his grandson would surely be of use to you, right?

If his younger self would see him like this, would it run away? Would it feel disgust at the thought that his future self would use his own grandson for selfish, religious reasons?

If only Baul knew that “God” didn't even know they were living beings that existed in a different world…

[notebook-enthusiast]

reminder: your body needs sugar and carbs and fats to thrive. if you can get these in the form of fruits or bread or cheese or whatever that's great, but sometimes that's not realistic. and eating "unhealthy" foods* is better than depriving yourself of nutrients altogether.

*please see tags for full context

[duskoon]

Yandere!Raine Whispers(General) headcanons:

Tw: GN!reader, Yandere themes, Obsessive behaviours, Stalking, Unhealthy idolisation, Unhealthy relationship, Drugging via magic, Implied reckless behaviours, Slight manipulation, Mentions of isolation, Delusional mindset, Implied past grooming.

• It was at IFWOT, that they have first laid their dark peppermint irises on you. You were extremely shy, more so than them. No matter how many times Eda tried to drag you to meet them, you kept on running back to hide into one of the boxes like a scared kit into its own burrow. Which was endearing to them, to say the least. It took a lot of convincing and bribing with apple blood, on the troublemaker’s part to get you to cave in and introduce yourself.

• Before the trials took place, they were surprised to know that you didn’t attend any school for that matter. You -instead- were tutored by a senior member of the Emperor’s coven. In hopes of taking their place and to grace your family’s name by joining the well-respected coven. Honestly, they began to sympathise with you. All alone, with high burdens on your shoulders, and sheltered from the isle only to fulfil this sole purpose. They knew what it felt like, otherwise they wouldn’t bother to attend this event in the first place.

• “I will be fine, I promise. Eda, I’ve seen your eyes on that student. Go partner with them, if you’re interested in them. I’ll work with Malik.” With that being said, you and the boy from the plant coven joined forces. From afar, Raine couldn’t help but fret about you. It was unwise of them to jump to conclusions, yet you do not seem like the offensive type to them.

• “Nah, do not worry about them. They may seem frail, but I am very well aware not to underestimate them. They have magic like no other. I have seen it before, trust me.” Before they could inquire further about it, the challenges had began. “Fine then. Let’s win the blue ribbon, shall we.” The celeste haired witch smirked blithely. “You bet, we will.”

• They were impressed and shocked at the extent of your magic. Your manipulation of the shadows -akin to holding the strings of a marionette- were working together with the movements of the flora in complete sync. Thus, recreating the daunting structure of a slitherbeast.

• Raine firmly believes that shadow magic is complimentary to your person. Elusive, sneaky, and hidden from plain sight. Neither they or Eda were upset that they have lost the round, if anything the ginger playfully jabbed them in the chest with a crooked grin. “I told you so.”

• Despite the hectic competition that day, Raine throughly enjoyed their time with you and Eda. Although they haven’t won the blue ribbon, it was sufficient for them to see a smile gracing your soft features. At the mere thought, their warm brown visage has flushed red in embarrassment. Titan, Eda will tease them endlessly. If she heard a gist about their blooming crush on the timid witch. ‘It has been only a day, for Titan’s sake! Get a hold of yourself, Raine!’

• Years has passed since then and their bonds with the owl lady and the shadow witch has strengthened. The three were best friends doing all sorts of things, from watching their favourite movies together to running away from fire bees in a fit of impish laughter. It was all fun, until you had disappeared for an inexplicable reason.

• That made both of their hearts drop in worry, especially the bard witch. Which fuelled their drive to find you and protect you from whatever indoctrination the Emperor has addled your brain with. They absolutely know with all their heart, that if they didn’t act -as soon as possible- then you will be truly gone forever. By the Titan, they couldn’t let that happen. For their mind can’t even come close to comprehending a life without you in it.

• Raine definitely falls into the delusional, obsessive, and overprotective category. They are utterly enamoured with the idea of you and with your general presence. A hopeless romantic, you might say. Anything you have in mind, they would commit to it in a bat pun very much intended of an eye so long you aren’t harmed in the end.

• At first, Raine is hesitant to approach you. They do not wish to overwhelm you with their overbearing affection. Instead you might feel lingering eyes on your figure, but you needn’t be afraid. They are making sure you are staying safe, they thought. Whilst taking care of your assailants in a quick manner.

• They very much disparage the idea of murder, so they would resort to placate the perpetrators into sleep most of the time. In severe cases, to a state of full induced coma. If they personally felt the assaulters imposed a great danger on their darling’s well-being. Raine forgives all, but the harm of their beloved. That is a line if crossed, won’t end well for anyone involved.

• Surprisingly, Raine is excellent at masking their maelstrom of intense feelings. For the most part, their darling would not find any of their quirks strange. If anything it is understandable, as the Boiling Isle is a treacherous place to be in. It is only when you accidentally endanger yourself, or find yourself in the clutches of peril that you’ll pick on their desperation and obsessive tendencies.

• Their lanky arms bringing you closer to their warm chest in a suffocating embrace, whilst they coo ardently about how they will do better at ensuring your safety. This is a promise they will continue to uphold. Even if they have to lose a limb or two in the process, so long they are blessed by your existence.

• At this point, you may as well be the titan in the bard’s perspective. You’ll be bombarded with hymns, gifts, and songs in your honour. All of it is laced with heartfelt spirit and honeyed words of worship. Raine would be over the moon and crying with sheer joy, if you reciprocated with your own. They’re even willing to perform duets with you, for it is their dream come true.

• Raine is considered a benevolent yandere to come across, as the farthest they’ll do to you is by putting you to sleep and even then it is not frequent. Only, when you’re being extremely hysterical and hurting yourself. They’d rather die a thousand times, before they lay their hands on you in a malicious manner. Despite that, it is the same paranoia that makes the sky blue hued witch threatening.

• Anyone that isn’t them, Eda, Luz, and the members of CATTs will be under the bard’s scrutinising watch. Which will sabotage your relationship with other witches, especially if they were from the Emperor’s coven. To prevent it from happening, they took a precautionary measure that they hope you’ll enjoy. Raine would entice you to like indoor activities, with the objective of keeping you away from the external world as much as possible. Doing so, would keep their incessant fear at bay and you blissfully content.

• They know what they’re doing is morally reprehensible, but due to their obsession their mental state begins deteriorating. So much they start normalising their behaviours, as the norm. They just want to spoil and shield you from the world that wants to harm you in the worst ways. Why can’t you see, he is devoted to everything you are and aren’t?

{Reblogs and feedback are much appreciated. On another note, what’s with me and blue-haired characters?}

[chess-writes]

My Beloved

NikiMayo

Tw: Cannibalism, descriptions of cannibalism, multiple descriptions of gore, unhealthy mindsets, slight possessiveness, obsession, murder, blood, neither of them are mentally okay in this, probably ooc.

Note: uhhhhh uh uh also written late at night so possibly bad writing 💀. neither of them are mentally okay and i don't think cannibalism is okay i just wanted to write smth more horror-ish. feedback is appreciated! also the timeline may be messy because they're in school still but also in the dorms and i don't feel like doing research to check if that's right. i'm tired 💔

Summary: Mayoi has shown Niki one of the many secret rooms so he could try new recipes without using up space in his dorm or his workplace. As Mayoi was "checking in" on him, he saw one of the new "recipes" he was making.

The story below has potentially upsetting and disturbing descriptions of cannibalism, stalking, and gore.

Mayoi had heard the rumors that surrounded Niki's family. He had never really cared for such things, as he didn't believe a monster such as himself could judge anyone.

But here he was, in the vents, silently watching the man he had found himself unable to stop thinking about. He had been confused by Niki's behavior towards him, how someone so adorable could somehow be kind towards a monster like him.

So here he was. watching the man that had taken over his thoughts.

And he was eating another human.

Mayoi had shown Niki one of the many hidden rooms in the buildings. Niki had wanted a place to try cooking new foods outside of his workplace and dorm so he wouldn't bother anyone, and Mayoi couldn't help but want to get close in any way to the man he had become obsessed with.

Ah, such a disgusting monster such as him had dared to get close to someone so sweet and precious...

He had felt guilty for weeks for disturbing his precious Shiina-san, even if he had happily thanked him and even promised to cook for him.

He watched Niki pull flesh off of the recently deceased students wrist with his teeth. He hated how such a display didn't disturb him.

In fact... he felt even closer to Niki than ever.

He was filth, but witnessing someone so pure do something so unholy made him feel like perhaps his Shiina-san wasn't so unreachable after all.

Niki seemed happy to keep eating, blood covering his face and hands, and even splattering not just on his clothes, but pooling under the corpse.

Mayoi had seen the student around before. He wasn't anyone important. He wasn't part of a unit, and he was in his first year at the school.

But, even if he wasn't all that well known, everyone would notice if he went missing. And Niki wasn't a very secretive person.

Mayoi felt a horrible chill as he pictured the grey-haired boy getting taken to jail, never to be seen again.

He simply couldn't let someone who was so needlessly kind to a disgusting creature like him face such a thing...! And was it truly that bad for him to eat him?

Shiina-san was always hungry, and his father was also an alleged cannibal... he must not know that it's frowned upon.

Plus, there's overpopulation issues anyways.

Mayoi watched as he continued to devour the body for a few more seconds before finally getting the guts to pop the cover of the vent off and climbing out.

Niki turned towards the noise and was visibly panicking, desperately trying to wipe blood off of his face, but he just smeared it more and more.

"Ah- Mayo-chan! I- I promise! I can explain-! Well... no. I really can't! But-" Niki rambled, looking like he might cry.

Mayoi raised his hands and waved them while shaking his head. "Nngh.., Shiina-san, I'm sorry that filth like me approached you! I promise, I wont snitch...! I'm... I'm here to help!"

Niki went quiet, looking at him. He looked relieved, but still a bit suspicious. "You... you what?"

Mayoi couldn't help but think that Niki looked delightful like that, covered in blood with his attention on him...! Ah, he was so disgusting, liking such a thing...

"Shiina-san... you've been kind to me... I can never repay such a thing in all my life, but i'll do what I can anyways...!" he whimpered, afraid that... afraid of what? That Niki would eat him, too? He had no right to fear such a thing, He should feel honored if someone so sweet wished to consume his disgusting flesh.

"I can help clean up... or even get rid of what you don't eat...!" he looked away from Niki, blushing as his imagination went wild. If Shiina-san agreed, then the two would be permanently bound side by side by a secret that they could never tell...!~

"Mayo-chan..." Niki sounded like he couldn't believe what he was hearing. Mayoi was caught off guard when Niki tackled him into a hug, getting blood on him as well. "Uwahh... you're such a nice person, Mayo-chan!"

Mayoi wasn't sure what to do. He was a horrible person, disgusting, an accomplice to murder, and-

He was snapped out of his thoughts by Niki holding his hands and pulling him over to the body and sitting down, tapping the spot next to him, urging Mayoi to do the same. He did so.

Niki happily kept eating, and even handed Mayoi the other arm so they could eat together.

Mayoi felt like he blacked out, because when he was aware of himself again, the student's body was cut up and placed into bags in the fridge, with bones, fat, and any organs that couldn't be prepared were put in a large trash bag.

"Okay... so you'll go get wet rags, cleaner, and new clothes for us both, and then we'll clean up in here, and throw that away?" Niki recited their plan.

Mayoi nodded. He knew how to sneak around, and he could barely feel bad about the serious crime when Shiina-san looked so happy and was holding his hand like that..!~

Mayoi returned with the supplies in another bag. the two of them cleaned up and used hydrogen peroxide so that even a blacklight couldn't reveal the blood. Then they stripped and used the cloths to wipe off any blood before adding those, as well as the bloody clothing, to the trash bag. Then they got dressed in what Mayoi had brought.

The room was spotless, and the two of them looked as innocent as they could.

Mayoi grabbed the bag and double wrapped it in case it ripped and started to walk out, Niki joining him.

Mayoi nearly jumped out of his skin when Niki slipped his hand into Mayoi's empty one. He said nothing, and neither did Mayoi. He could certainly feel his face getting warmer, though.

The two were barely given a second glance, more people being caught off guard by Mayoi being visible or the two holding hands. But, thankfully, the two were left alone.

They didn't go to the dumpster. They looked up any places that had an incinerator and went there. Mayoi was sneaky, it wasn't that hard for him to get in unnoticed.

The two walked back, Mayoi staying quiet, and Niki happily holding his hand and rambling about food.

The student was declared missing, but Mayoi made sure it was never traced back to his precious Shiina-san.

[uncanny-tranny]

Hi. I need help. I'm a trans boy and I am a Christian.

Sometimes, because of the fact that I'm religious, I feel that I can't be a part of the LGBTQ+ community.

I feel like I'm being a "burden" to the community or something like that, even if I don't believe that God, Jesus, and the saints (I'm a Roman Catholic) discriminate people just because of who they love or who they are.

Could you please give me advice about how to deal with this horrible thought of feeling like a burden?

Simply put, there are so, so many religious queer people who have done a lot for the community. Faith and queerness go hand-in-hand for so many, and discovering how you fit into that can be some work.

Honestly, it seems like sometimes there can be the idea of anti-faith in some communities, but it usually stems from some type of trauma from religion (though sometimes, it can be because that community discriminates a faith or people). But this isn't the entire community. There are so many faith-filled queer people of all religions - Roman Catholics belong here, Christians in general belong, Muslims belong, Jews belong, seriously! Those are the most known religions, I suppose, but so many queer people have found a place to be of faith and to be in the queer community.

You belong as you are. Being a person of faith doesn't mean you necessarily have every belief of the religion you come from, I'm not roman catholic, but I know people in the religious community I was in never did such a thing. That community was united in their faith for a radically-loving God that accepted and saw them as they are. The queer community is, ultimately, to have radical love for who one is as they are, as well as the people in their community.

My advice is: seek out fellow queer people of faith. It can be a lot easier to feel like you belong when you see first-hand how people interpret faith and queerness. Know that your faith isn't a contradiction of your queerness. Your faith and self aren't bad, and you belong in the overarching queer community. Faith is inherently morally neutral, but faith can be used in positive ways - by being kind, by being loving, by being compassionate. Religious queerness can be a powerful thing

[wren-kitchens]

autism culture is being unable to figure out if i can tolerate something or if it’s making me have a meltdown because i’ve masked too much and now i’m constantly stressed because when I say I can’t do something everyone thinks i’m exaggerating because i’ve done it before and had a meltdown after it

[a-weird-writer]

(I’m absolutely swimming in the stardroid content that you’ve given us thank you so much) what if saturn gets asked for cuddles by his s/o, I’m thinking that he clings to them at any body part and tries his best, most of the time he rests his head on their chest and tightly holds them. Probably falls asleep and stays there for a good 2 hours before Terra shoves his foot into the sacred realm.

Saturn is clingy and ironically sensitive to genuine affection and any variation associated with it. Frankly, that is precisely why he craves it.

Life is grey, nothing matters. Everything starts and ends in nothingness.

But Saturn notices how your existence pops, striking him so hard in the back of his head he damn near shivers. Such overbearing and subtle emotions, he snarled at those weaknesses. Love and Destroyers don't mix, destined to cancel the other.

Snatch and kill. Attachments are distractions, below higher beings like him. Distant as the planets are from the stars. It's chaotic and confusing, Stardroids aren't exactly fans of change. You're irritating, truly disgusting. From the click of a tongue to the stretch of red on the apples of your cheek, from a witty comeback that would've cost you an arm and a leg. To the slow determination of your conquests, the journey up your planet's food chain and economics. He doesn't understand-can't comprehend it.

What is so important about you?

You're a stupid, pathetic human. Cockroach are to be crushed under foot. But you are brave, admittedly, no mere fool. What you lack doesn't hold a candle to what you actually have. You aim to impress. Saturn can't decide to hate it or love it.

Maybe both.

He swears, you borderline mother him. He's a grown ass adult, not some brat in kindergarten. Why do you feel the urge to suffocate him? Watching every movement and twitch. Micromanaging his desires and activities like you have the right to butt in. Making his business yours when your nose doesn't belong. You stare at his hands, linger on his long fingers, noting every bend and bone. You see through his face, the curves and turns of his frame. Crafted from metals alien to Earth, made for battle and devastation. You're alive compared to him, full of life.

You expect something, that caring glim in your eye, a shimmering diamond in space. You expect something, reading a theme. Tch, he owes you nothing.

You're a clusterfuck, a random occurrence. A brand of discord Saturn would've respected if he didn't know any better. Appearing outta nowhere on the side of an empty street, a damaged cat kicked to the deck never to be seen again. Weeping in its own filth and tragedies, fucked like all other stupid creatures on Earth. Just another worthless life, a pitiful meat bag, unaware of how small it really is. His alien origins blow over you as an evening wind. Treating him like he is human himself with no deeper intentions, lowering along with your species. No different than they are, something he found incredibly insulting. You smile and wave at someone that attempted to destroy the world. Perhaps you are a fool. A girl looking to wow a boy, like a wife trying to impress her husband. How disgusting.

Like some cliché human soap opera, starved for the minimal of mediocre companionship and romantic drama.

What an annoyance. You ignite him nonetheless, bewitching, casting your cute spells like its nothing. You come like a boomerang, with him to return to. In and out and in again. Ruthless potential, starting problems and spreading fires.

Are you luring him with some mysterious signal? An invisible magnet, pulling at his poles constantly, wiping the ground with his ass. Pulling till he turns, notices and acknowledges. Stripping his attention of all else, until he finally lands on you and lands hard. Wrapping around your waist, tangled in your hands with an affectionate laziness, dangling an arm wrapped around your shoulder. Like an abandoned puppy, squirming under touch, shying away from contact. Longing for an owner's love, Saturn detests leaving your side. You're his little armrest, so stay a while, the moments should last.

Hook, line and sinker. Once in, sinking into the pit, you will go in right with him. You made your bed, lay in it. He clings and holds on to dear life, strength inhuman. As is he, you must remind yourself. And even if you're not near, outside his field of vision for whatever reason, he will suck you in himself.

A strange weight, rolling against you. No-it's not a weight. A breeze? But there is no wind, no windows open. Regardless, something is pulling you, slowly at first. You're not the only one with a magnet. Becoming heavier and heavier till boom, it spirals you out of whatever you're currently doing, ripping it from your hands so fast it hurts. Dropping everything in the process, a mess you will have to clean later. The world is going backwards, dragging you, moving as fast as you. A gravitational push, pulling you intensely across the way, it's a miracle you don't crash into anything. Moving closer and closer to the source, driving on an unstoppable course to your determined destination.

But then it stops. With a shrieking halt, a sudden brake. And you trample somewhere familiar.

You brace for impact, eyes lids sewed shut, to hammer through a wall, but to your surprise you didn't. The impact you got wasn't what you expected. When your close enough, a hand shoots out. It grabs you, hits quick as lightening. Fast and fluid, so you don't crash and fall flat on the floor, which your grateful for. Light as a feather, a blade of grass compared to him. A flash of brownie brown, an under belly of sandy peach. Hard and immoveable, still. Steady in your merciless pursue, not an inch away from its implanted spot on the sofa. Arms catch you effortlessly as you shake around like a rag doll, experiencing an earthquake of your own.

No dent, so crack, no epic smash.

It clicks when your eyes at last open, blinking repeatedly. Bright in curiosity, adjusting to the surrounding scenery. Wonderful and vast as the cosmos, doe-eyed and confused. Its Saturn. Saturn and his trusty damned hula hoop, his weapon. Pruning next to him, standing large and proud, the roundness mocks you. You shouldn't be surprised, of course its him. The only one that would pull this shit.

This feels like a joke, a sucky sitcom, but he isn't laughing. This is far from a comedy. The heat of his body is intense, but not naked. It dawns on you just how close he is. Zoned on your face, lips brushing your flushed cheek. You feel like your every organ and nerve is displayed in front of him. Open wide, but small inside. The snake caught its prey.

Feigning annoyance, Saturn sulks against you. What is he? A puppy, that's what. Stubborn, he refuses to damp his grip, lessen his hold on your sides. You wince, not in pain-he'd never hurt you-but the pressure. His breath kisses your nostrils, the look of ridicule locking you in place and throwing out the key. Never to be found. Desperate for a lick of attention, a simple glance or word. Sighing in your ear, fake moping that you left him alone too long.

Now you must pay for it.

Lay in your bed, little human.

Lay.

[the-great-donatello]

IF I HAVE TO GET THERAPY, THEN SO DO YOU

FUCKO

NONONONO-

[dooodle-bug]

Also did I ever mention that Caedon and Alora used to share a dorm room? Well that's how they met and they also had cuddle sessions in the middle of the night, Caelen(or Camilia since that was their dead name) and Cecilia were the only ones who knew about this relationship since the boarding school they went to was HIGHLY LGBTQ+ phobic. Now back to Caedon, he just stopped caring about everything and everyone, his life basically became 'My life is worthless without her.' and he was so tired.-C

Augh </////3

[guhhhhhhhhhhh]

The cruel dichotomy of gaining weight because of birth control, but the reason I'm on birth control isn't for contraceptive reasons but like,, for my HEALTH. So like.,,, I don't want to go off it to loose the weight it made me gain, because THEN I would be subjecting myself to terrible pain and I don't want that and More Rant In Tags

[writingforatwistedworld]

Self-aware au

I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, obsession, unhealthy mindset, possessiveness, spoiler for the Masquerade event (obviously)

Voicelines about you, the Overseer

Cheering to yourself you looked at the screen, confirming that you just purchased the new voicelines that you were only able to purchase during this event. To say that this event was stressful was an understatement. Heck, even the app seemed like it wanted to prevent you from earning all the materials and exchanging them for the lines of text, the App crashing and freezing whenever there was the slightest inconvenience. It was also very different from what you were used to in this game. Usually it was always light content and a few sprinkles of Angst for entertainment but this time it was like someone took the game and decided to turn it into something that could only be described with “nightmare fuel if real”. With the usual content creators of the game being unusually quiet, if not to say absolutely silent, about it there were no guides to look up, no one seemingly caring to explore the new lore presented. Tapping the screen you finally accessed the voicelines, curious about what they had to say about the individual which was at the center of said event, the Overseer

What is your opinion of the Overseer?

“There has never in history been an individual, no, simply a being so just and equal as them. One could say that they might be justice itself. Now, we are more than just aware that of course such can not be the truth. When the great calamity of blooming fire happened they were making judgments about the situation and unjust actions of the people resorting out of that also based on morale. If they were justice itself they would have purely gone the path of logic. However, like the sound of the Bell of Salvation their judgment was clear and of pure heart, understanding the resulting pain of the people, guiding the judge into the right direction. Although I am not able to understand their approval of magic. But this also only shows as well that they are indeed a kind individual.”

The view of your homeland, what is your opinion on that?

“Our view of the Overseer is already one that differences in many ways, depending on the person you ask. However, we are all able I agree that they are an advocate for justice. True justice unlike that judge that was topic of many discussions due to him accepting, well how to say this... “donations”. A stain like this upon our beautiful city like that is something everyone regrets and despises. Thus I can agree on the statement that they are indeed very deeply connected to our justice system but I would go even further with this. I would even dare to say that they are the reason why we can live in such a mostly upright and kind world like our own. But how dare those heathens of Sunset Savannah to say that they are nothing more than just a representative of equality? They are much more, they are the reason why freedom even exists!”

What would you do if you ever met them?

“That is a question I am not able to give you a definitive answer upon. All I can say with certainty is that I would most likely not be able to treat them with anything below respect. I might even make them uncomfortable... Pardon me for trailing off. But simply meeting them is an honor too great for my meek and unworthy, stained self. As I said, magic is something that is not certainly good and like a stain that needs certain treatment for it finally be eradicated. I myself am such a stain, or at least stained by it. Perfect of Ramshackle, due to you being pure unlike me I will entrust you with this secret: I highly doubt that someone like the Overseer would like someone like me but what do I expect, being someone like myself? A stain, a... parasite like me is not worth it. And yet I can not stop myself from dreaming that their bright light may reach me in the darkness. Them having the kindness and patience to look upon me as they do with those that deserve such. But I doubt I would be able to share their kindness ever again... how despicable of me...”

[atbussysparks]

Hey fellas! Bussy sparks here!

I am five seconds away from flaying myself and allowing myself to live long enough to feel it. I'm absolutely going to kill myself in the most painful and agonizing way possible, The nerves used to warn my body to heal itself with be shaken at god in distain and abhorrence. The innate human and inhumane ability to feel overstimulated will be the curtain call for the soap boxes bastards, the cunt who escalates. I dare not leave one left after what they've done, after I spin it back on them like a violent tango. My bones will rip through my skin, the smallest flakes and shards will permeate through the flesh and taint my blood. I want glass in my veins, I want my eyelids blown off and burnt away to expose what she cast upon me. And I want her to witness and not feel as if she has won. I want to to feel as that of Percy wetmore. I want her to be traumatized by her hubris. I want her to meet the same fate, and not feel like an angel as I will.

[gurorori]

not even reality aita more like aittw Am I In The Wrong

[cloudbattrolls]

Tuuya likes being around Platar in part because he agrees they should be dead. Very fun and normal.

[animeyanderelover]

can i request gojo with a darling who can touch him even when his infinity is on? (I think it's canon that he can never turn it off completely so that would be his first time actually having physical contact with someone)

Huge thanks to everyone who helped me with this request by explaining how exactly Gojo’s abilities work! I’ll start watching the second season as soon as all episodes are out for anyone who is wondering. I added a bit of stuff to make for an more interesting read.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, clinginess, obsession, touchiness, manipulation, gaslighting, paranoia, isolation, abduction

The first touch

🩵Gojo has been having his eyes on you even before he knew about your very special abilities. That basically means that you have this white-haired menace terrorising your daily life whenever he can. You almost have the impression that he can sniff you out among the many million people in Tokyo as he always finds you somehow. You're honestly just so fed up with him but are terribly introverted and feel too scared and awkward to explain to him clearly how you feel about his constant intrusion. You doubt that it would get through his head anyways so you silently endure the man's clingy, whiny and increasingly affectionate antics. Satoru knows no personal boundaries when it comes to you or rather he just decides to ignore it. You're just too cute~ Your unwillingness to stand up for yourself leads to ruthless abuse from his side.

🩵He has had it coming one way or another as he senses your growing frustration with his unbelievable clinginess and disrespect of your privacy. Worst is that he's at this point provoking you because he wants to see what you look like when you snap. So when your string of patience finally snaps as you feel his hands rubbing your shoulders and fawning over your current anger, you've had enough. You swing your heavy handbag at him in a moment of short and impulsive anger. Satoru doesn't move from his spot as he doesn't worry. His Infinity is activated so the handbag won't hit him. It'll easily just be seen as you missing your target, which is right now his handsome face. He sees your handbag moving closer to his face and just gives a small grin... At least until the fucking thing smashes against his face with full force, heavy with all of your stuff inside.

🩵Everyone who would know him, would probably laugh at him if they would see him in that moment. The almighty Satoru, stumbling back in shock before tripping over his own feet and landing onto the ground. That would have never happened if he would have been around anyone else. But he isn't around anyone. He's with you. Sweet, weak and lovable non-sorcerer you. Around you he never has his guard up unless he senses danger. Not because he underestimates you, although he definitely does, but because he feels like he can just be himself around you. That's why he's so thoroughly unprepared for this. For a moment he just sits on the ground in bewilderment, his face pulsing with pain from the impact it just had with your handbag. You start frantically apologizing as soon as you realize what you've done, flip a bit out when blood seeps out of his nose. You quickly rummage through your handbag as you search for something to stop the bleeding.

🩵Gojo on the other hand, who slowly starts coming back to reality after this major shock, touches his face in a daze. When he pulls his hand back, his fingertips are covered in blood, in his own blood. He looks at the red liquid like it is something he has never seen before in his life, as if it's something alien-like, before he jumps abruptly up. You flinch and shrink when he bents down to your height, brilliant blue eyes seemingly trying to look deep into your soul as he asks you quietly how you just did that. His voice is slightly strained with emotions you can't fully detect. You do see some of them swirling around in his eyes. Curiosity, shock, surprise but also something else. Something you haven't sensed in the silly and clingy man before. It unsettles you deeply. You don't even know what he just meant with his question just now and Satoru seems to realize that too as he pulls back, allowing you to breathe again.

🩵He leaves you a while after that incident and even if he tries to keep his normal facade up, you sense that something has startled him. If only you'd know. Satoru's mind is occupied with this accident the whole day. How were you able to do that? You're a non-sorcerer by all accounts and he didn't sense any cursed energy from you nor from anywhere around you. You were honestly expecting him to not show his face so soon again yet instead he rings at your apartment in the early morning hours. You're majorly confused and frightened by the fact that he seems to know where you live as you have never told him that yet Gojo pushes past you like he's been here a hundred times before. His eyes briefly fly through your current home, noting that it is quite small if you'd live with him, you could have everything you would want before he asks you the most ridiculous question you've heard all week. "Can you slap me?"

🩵You look at the man as if he has suffered from brain damage due to your handbag yesterday. How does one even respond to such a request?! Weirdest of all is that he looks at you with genuinely curious eyes. Can you slap him? Can you touch him with your own hands and everything you hold in your hands even if his Infinity is on? You hesitate a tad bit too long before he decides to provoke you a bit to anger you enough to do as he just asked you. It works as it is early morning, you've just found out that he knows where you lived and you're also still quite tired. You're in no condition to endure his teasing as he reminds you of embarrassing accidents he's had the joy of witnessing. The next thing he knows, he feels the impact of your hand against his cheek with more strength than he assumed. Maybe he underestimated your strength just a tiny, tiiiiny bit. Nevertheless though, as he rubs his stinging cheek his eyes are glued to you as a realization comes to him that changes his life. You, a non-sorcerer, somehow have the ability to seemingly nullify his Infinity... How?

🩵It must be the biggest irony of the universe. His darling is metaphorically and literally his one and only biggest weakness. A tiny part of him really has to chuckle about this but for the most part, Gojo suddenly grows by leaps and bounds more paranoid. He is the strongest in the sorcerer world and he couldn't even count on both hands how many people constantly pray for his downfall but can only do that as he is literally untouchable. With his situation he would already be under normal circumstances be overprotective and slightly paranoid that someone would instead resort to making you a target and use you against Gojo. He has to protect weak you for that reason against all the evil in this world. Yet with the knowledge that you can touch and by extension of that also harm him, a new fear inside of him grows. What if his enemies would decide to set you up against him to have you kill him? Or worse, what if you yourself would decide to rebel against him and would try to harm him?

🩵If you wouldn't have this special talent, he wouldn't be worried. Because then you simply wouldn't be able to harm him although your betrayal would still badly sting due to the lingering scars of Geto's betrayal. Yet with the added aspect that you can actually hurt him, Gojo's paranoia worsens. The image of you being his downfall, the only person he genuinely loves and trusts in this world, breaks him somehow. It isn't likely considering that he is far above you in all physical aspects and still has other abilites, not to mention that you would never sink that low, yet the fact that it is the tiniest possibility is enough to drive him a bit mad. You'd never do that, right? You love and care too much to ever think about killing him or even slightly harming him, right?

🩵You don't know where those sudden insecurities and his paranoia come from, you never imagined the Satoru you knew for a while to be so fragile underneath all his confidence and silliness. You wish that he could revert back to that side of him, even if it was possibly only a facade. Because now Satoru is downright suffocating and scares you even. You can't do anything to escape his tight grasp though and even if he doesn't hold you, you're still stuck in your new home. In his own huge mansion, installed with a security system that would never allow you to step outside unless he's with you. You will never leave his side, he won't let you. No one is allowed to find out about you and your one of a kind abilities. It is the bittersweetest irony ever. The warm touches of yours he so yearns for are the only ones who could also kill him.

[dolliestfairy]

Yandere SCP with a chubby!fem!reader who is a Fairy Entity.

✧ A/N : its been a while since i dont write because i've been quite the busy here. but now i decided too and recently i've been very interested in scp lore and stories also with the monsters in it and decided to write it on my own within my own style. and + also this was a yandere :). what do you think? if you liked this please gave it a reblog and likes! i will very appreciate it ♡.

✧ Tw : Kidnapping, Obsessiveness, Possessiveness, Sadism, Carnage/Slaughtering, Blood, Unhealthy Behavior, Unhealthy mindset, Kind of Enemies to Lovers with Scp 682, Worship in 079 and SA in 682 (not from him, but from another person.) lmk if i miss anything. Chubby Reader Fics With No skintone of reader mentioned.

𑁍 Scp 049

• ugh.. where should i start with this guy? ah.. yes.. he's such a gentleman isnt he?

• first time he realize your appereance he thinks of you as such a delicate creature. he never sees you face to face, he just realize some very Soft and Pleaseable Appereance that was catching him off guard.

• that until he really met you face to face, and if only he wasnt such a cold gentleman he would praise you to death. i mean.. how could he not? you're just soo beautiful. its hard to believe that the facility who basically took you from where you were belong to think that you were some kind of monster when you're literally far from it.

• after he met you he think that he was just simply fascinated by your beauty-appereance, that until he is aware that he doesnt want you to be locked too far from where he was stayed at.

• what he wants is that your cell is to be placed right besides him. not far from him. now this guy is an aware yandere, and not to mention he's a very intelligent one too, he'll be pretty quick to know that his respond towards you snd the facility are far from being called normal because h literally just out burst at one of the scp staff for wanting to take you away from him.

• and the staff was not stupid either, espesially the scientist. they pretty much off guard and very heavily-aware of his action towards them and espesially you. so they start to put you into a different room, besides his cell with a mirror placed into each others wall.

• while the scientist observe from the Cctv, they see that you and 049, both was actually getting along each other.

• this is something the scientist does not really excepting, because well after all they always knew 049 as a very cold yet a gentleman anomaly to ever known in the facility. it was absolutely fascinating to see you - who is more friendly and well not so quiet as him can get pretty much along.

• this makes them hold you within 049 much longer than they actually plan.

• and of course, this all also come to 049 happiness as he obviously can see you much longer even in a different sell, he would love to meet you, see you, and talk to you everyday.

• theres no one, not even another scp or scp staff or even those great scientist could take you away from him, not even death. he swore to hold you within him just so you can be there, for him and him only.

𑁍 Scp 035

• now what i notice about this creature right here is that he actually quite the flirty one, and lets be honest - he also has some major anger issues holding him up, also a bit of sadism.

• first he sees you from his cell he just knew that you are the one. and let me tell you, besides from all his flirty personality, anger issues, and those sadism, he definetly also has some serious, Serious possessiveness.

• really become an aggresive hostile once he sees you getting interviewed by a male staff, making him growl from his cell, and of course - this lead to the other staffs attention.

• when they ask him about why was he being so hostile towards the male staff he said that "they do not deserve her. only i deserve her." and when the staff ask him "who do you mean by saying 'her'?" only to find out that "her" was you.

• and after that the staff check on you both, interviewing on you both and this time they ask a female staff to interview you, and 035 is much more calmer than before.

• this will all be kicked out of the window when the staff wanting to place you to an Abroad facility. of course this will make 035 sees red. and what can only be describe after this was a carnage.

• and at the end -- he escaped. with the willing to free you from those fuckers who tried to take away the love of his life (or so he tought) from him. he can and would spill many blood as it need if it can help him getting you again. and he wont stop, no matter how much host it will need and change, his goal is just one; getting you back again.

𑁍 Scp 079

• the first he sees you he really just over the heels for you. no - i am not joking, this dude here is drooling, even if he cant he can feel so while seeing you.

• absolutely admire everything you had. the way you talked, smiled, and walk is just different.

• absolutely reject the calls scp staff throw at you as a "monster" no matter how much they tried, they couldnt convience 079 that you were indeed a monster.

• really love the shape of your body, that was another thing of why he would take an extra glance at your plump body once he realize your appereance.

• is absolutely dying to have you for himself but how can he? he just there and can only watch you when you walked pass his cell.

• and another one is that he absolutely dreaming about you. wether its a cute one, a bad one, or even a naughty one, he does not care. once he start dreaming about you i recommend anyone to dont ever dare to try to take him away from his daydreaming moment or whoever that person is will have to encounter the out burst of 079.

• and after he's done? nothing would changed.. and at the end, he wouldnt be another different thing more than some unsual computer entity dude who is obsessed over some fairy.

𑁍 Scp 682

• really cocky about you lmao, and very sassy too.

• at first he actually (kinda) hate/dislike you because your overall personality and looks are definetly and obviously a literal opposite from him.

• everytime anyone sees you besides him they already can see the different. surely we dont have to waste our fingers to write what are your difference than him other than the fact that you both were a living things. but it was just sooo noticable like.. ugh.

• this enemies feeling will turn into lover as soon as some Bastardize staff start to treat you in a very unappropriate tone.

• and this time he just felt like he had to protect you somehow. protect you from getting experimented and other bad things.

• even if he's actually really feeling that way, still -- he is a big Tsundere weird lizard so he would rather simply just bury himself alive than admitting it openly.

• but asides from all of that, he actually really aware about his feelings. about the fact that he actually has some feelings for you. and he doesnt even sure of how to say it to you because he just think of it as a very big embarassement.

• this is just a matter of time before he finally decided to tell you about this feeling. the bad news is that, the same day he convience to you, is the same day that he would take you with him for eternity.

• and not even death can separate you from him ever.