#type of way that I know is unhealthy but I don't usually act on it. it's more just the impulse/urge

[gxlden-angels]

I have a lot of religious guilt around being angry, especially being angry at someone, and it's so funny talking about it with my therapist because I'll admit something like "I feel like Im in a constant low level state of resentment" or that Im thinking something slightly harsh about a person and my therapist will be sitting in his seat like

[icewindandboringhorror]

I still very loathe the Media Trope of ‘’cold genius man doesn’t feel emotions and never has relationships... UNTIL.. one random relatively bland Preddy Woman comes along and warps his entire personality and ability to think, his heart has grown and his seeming asexuality has evaporated, he is now Normal :)” or whatever like... AS a walking generic hermit archetype myself.. we would NOT act like that .... just let people be detached weirdos in peace, you cowards .. OR, don’t bother to write one in the first place if you find us too boring to exist realistically in our natural state lol.. pathetic 

[flangore]

❥ scarlet plumes

feat.: Valentino/f!reader

warnings: nsfw content, noncon, physical + psychological abuse, unhealthy relationships, violence, drugging, rough sex, choking, punishments, manipulation, Valentino is his own warning

You were not the type to get into trouble.

Being confrontational, at least attempting to have things go your way through protests and complaints, had never seemed worth it; not when the one you were up against was Valentino, who always got what he wanted in the end, one way or another.

All too often, you had seen the way he punished disobedient whores; all too often, you had watched the way they were still limping days after, bruises blooming on skin if they had been lucky, bullet wounds trying to heal, oozing blood, if they had been less so.

There was no reason to willingly go through the struggle of disobeying when simply giving in, caving to Val's wishes and orders, was so much easier.

When Valentino told you to bend over, you did so readily, spreading your thighs apart in offering; when Valentino ordered you down onto your knees, you went obediently, lips dropping open, praying he wasn't in a bad mood, unpredictable as his sudden bursts of anger often made him.

You were not the type to get into trouble, and yet you currently found yourself on the floor, crumpled in front of Valentino's boots, cheek warm and stinging.

“Now, why don't you tell me what happened, baby?” His tone was a low coo, almost gentle enough to soothe your sobs. “You've never acted out like this before. What happened to my well-behaved girl, hm?”

In your defense, it really hadn't been your fault — you hadn't meant to do it.

Your night shift had been supposed to be a simple session for a well-known client, consisting of some lap dancing and a blow job; that was what he had paid for, at least. Your surprise when he had begun ripping your skimpy panties off you, forcing your legs apart, hands greedy, mouth drooling, high on some drug, was therefore understandable in your eyes; as was the way you, in your shock, had lashed out, claws scratching at his chest in order to push him off you. A split second later, the side of your face had ached with pain, his flat palm having met your cheek before he had stormed out of the room, screaming and spitting.

Valentino had been with you after barely any time at all.

“I didn't—”, you choked out, voice trembling, “I didn't mean to do it, sir, I swear, he just startled me, and, I mean, he didn't pay for more, he wanted to —, he wanted to—”

One hand of his cupped your cheek, golden claw gently tracing over your jaw. Even with him crouched down in front of you, he seemed ridiculously tall. “Hey—, relax, sweetheart.” At an exhale, red smoke coiled around you, assaulting your senses. Instinctively, your raised shoulders fell as tension bled from your muscles. “I get it. I understand.”

With how utterly merciless Valentino was known to be, it took a few moments for you to actually understand the meaning of his words. Even then, you barely dared to let go of the dreadful fear curled in your stomach. “You do?”

“Of course I do”, he said, eyes half-lidded behind heart-shaped glasses. His voice was soft enough to cause more tears, now of relief, to drip down your cheeks. “You know, I was really surprised when that patron came up to me, demanding to have you fired, if not killed for your disobedience. You're usually such an obedient girl — I was wondering what actually happened. Good job for being honest with me.”

Hope bloomed in your chest, your eyes widening. Streaks of mascara and eyeshadow, black and colourful, ran down your wet cheeks. “So you're not upset with me?”

“Upset with you? Of course not, amorcito. You were scared, that's alright. It happens, yeah?”

“Yeah.” Your breath hitched in a stifled sob, lips, the gloss now smudged, curling up into a pitiful mockery of a smile. “Yeah. Thank you, Val.”

This could have gone much worse. Your hands were still shaking, anxiety thrumming underneath your skin, and yet Valentino didn't even seem particularly upset. Some higher being — whether that was Lucifer or God, you didn't really care — must have blessed you, somehow.

“Of course, baby.” The moment Valentino stood once more, he towered over you, his shadow swallowing you up. “Now, follow me, yeah?”

Your legs struggled to support your weight, knees feeling weak as you trailed behind him through corridors you didn't recognise. Your steps were unsure, the heels, ridiculously high, only adding to your troubles. You have half a mind to stop yourself from asking where you're going.

It's entirely unnecessary, either way.

You arrive but a moment later, the noise of a heavy door falling shut causing you to flinch; where Valentino was in front of you just a second ago, he was now behind you, a looming presence at your back.

It was a studio; not the fancy kind actual stars like Angel Dust filmed in, but a smaller one, the light bulb flickering, the sheets on the bed stained. Voxtech cameras were pointed at the mattress.

“Val—?”

“Bend over, baby.”

“You said you're not angry with me.” The words tumbled out of your mouth without your permission, a panicked high-pitched tone. “You said you're not—”

“And I'm not, as long as you hurry the fuck up and do what I tell you to.” His voice was sharp. Instinctively, you obeyed, bending over the edge of the bed, nausea churning in your stomach. “See, that guy you were a bitch to was a regular. Good money. I gotta show him you're sorry, sweetheart. You understand that, right?”

For a moment, you didn't get a word out, throat tight as tears spilled past your lashes. Eventually, you managed a shaky; “Yes, Valentino.”

“There we go. Knew you'd get why I have to do this.”

Large hands settled on your thighs, the touch making you flinch; his claws, all too sharp, teased at your skin, leaving faint scratch marks, before they prodded at your folds.

This, by now, should have been routine. It was; and yet, the idea of this being a punishment had you tensing, muscles locking up while Valentino thrust one claw into you, only to grunt, irritated.

“Ungrateful bitch”, he spat, one hand settling on your lower back, pinning you to the bed while another fumbled with his belt, metal clinking. “That's what I get for tryin' to be nice and preparing you — tightest cunt I've ever seen. Loosen the fuck up or deal with it.”

“I'm sorry.” Your voice shook, though the threat of violence, of pain, didn't help with relaxing in the slightest. Instead, you instinctively clenched around the digit, only to whimper when he yanked it back out.

“Sure doesn't seem like it.”

The fat head of his cock, pierced, the metal cold, pressed against you, then pushed inside; you were unable to stop yourself from letting out a pitiful noise, sounding more like a wounded animal than a practiced porn star.

Valentino didn't seem to mind it one bit.

Your vision blackened out for a moment when he bottomed out inside of you, the pain agonising. For a moment, you were certain he was tearing you from the inside out. His hips slapped against your plush ones, building up a steady rhythm; one set of his hands grabbed onto your hips, claws digging into your skin, using his grip for leverage to pull you back against him

“Some wetness would help us out here, y'know”, Valentino mumbled, complaining, bitching, like this was your fault. It probably was.

The only response you were able to come up with was a choked out sob, a dull ache steadily present in your abdomen, only interrupted by sharp stabbing pain whenever Valentino's tip hit an impossibly deep spot inside of you.

This couldn't have possibly gotten worse — or so you thought, tears dripping down your face, your claws ripping the sheets as you scrambled for purchase, only for it to get so much more agonising when, all of a sudden, his hand closed around your throat, squeezing.

You weren't able to breathe.

Instinctively, you clenched around him, thighs shaking. If he wasn't still holding you up, you would have collapsed.

“Fuck, you're so damn tight.” Valentino groaned, low and raspy. His tongue lapped at your neck, leaving trails of pink saliva to drip down your shoulders, your chest. “We could've had such a pleasant time together, baby, if only you hadn't been such a disobedient slut. Hate that you're making me do this.”

His pace was unforgiving, the metal of his belt buckle hitting your hip with every other thrust, surely leaving bruises. Not that it mattered — Valentino did provide you with full coverage makeup, after all.

Out of the corner of your eye, you focused on the red dots of the many cameras, blinking, recording. By now, numbness spread through you, a small blessing. You weren't certain just how long it went on; only that, eventually, Valentino came with a groan, filling you up, making you whimper.

When his grip on your throat loosened for a split second, allowing you to suck a burning breath into your lungs, it felt like Heaven.

“Use your words, baby. Talk to me.”

“Val, 'm sorry—”

“Yeah?”

“I'm sorry”, you repeated, the words barely audible through sobs, “I'm sorry, Val, I'm sorry—”

Suddenly, his hand, still on your throat, yanked your head up, his lips clashing against yours; the very moment you opened your mouth, pliant with submission, with exhaustion, smoke flooded it, you choking on it.

Your mind felt muddled, mouth dry even as saliva trickled out of your lips, jaw slack.

Faintly, you were able to feel his cum drip out of your cunt and down your thighs, sticky.

“Now”, Valentino said, voice a sultry purr, “Why don't you wait here, I'll send you your client and you apologise properly to him?”

Mind filled with scarlet plumes, you barely knew what you were agreeing to, nodding mindlessly. “Yes, Valentino.”

“That's what I like to hear. Good girl.”

When multiple pairs of footsteps echoed through the room, you, even in your hazy state, had the bad feeling that you were going to be having a long night.

i won't lie i didn't proofread this yet.. tomorrow... ALSO FIRST POST YIPPEEE

[angel-kyo]

Pay it no mind

Part II

In which reader confesses their feelings to Gojo, but it seems these are not returned (maybe?).

Warnings: reader is on the receiving end of rejection (kinda), and the fact that I'm obsessed with unrequited love is a warning itself. There is also a mention of Shoko sometimes skipping meals out of habit.

Previous: Part I

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"So where is the menace?" Shoko asked, sitting across from you while you ate your noodles.

You were in the cafeteria of Jujutsu Tech and Shoko was just pushing around the veggies left on her plate.

You gulped down the last of your meal. "Satoru?" She gave you a light nod, "I think Ijichi called him for a meeting or something."

Shoko nodded. "He must be busy... You have been eating lunch with me every day."

She sounded thoughtful rather than bothered, so you smirked. "Sick of me already?" You looked at the food remaining on her plate.

Ieiri was not the type to eat too much during lunch, skipping meals here and there sometimes for work, an unhealthy habit you had scolded her for in multiple occasions, but concern was not the only reason why you had been dragging her around or intruding into her office at lunch time almost every day for the last three weeks, and she could sense it.

"Not just yet." She hummed, finally pushing her plate away and directing her soft gaze your way. "But is everything okay between you two?"

Her question sounded almost disinterested. After all, it was a common occurrence for you to drop by the infirmary to remind her to eat, or even persuade her to join you and Gojo in the cafeteria, but she had picked up on something these days.

It first caught her attention that day the three of you had been eating together. She announced she had to return to the infirmary sooner than expected, and you got up immediately after her, saying you had to go too, despite having barely touched your food, leaving Gojo to have lunch alone. Your excuse had been poor, and she saw you sitting in front of the empty training fields not so long after that. That was the first day she noticed; it was as if you did not want to be left alone with Gojo. Not that she could not understand it; one needed the patience of a saint to endure that man's antics, but you had never seemed too bothered by him.

Probably a secondary effect of knowing him for so long, she mused.

Truth was you did want to spend time with Gojo, just as much as usual. You thought things should not be particularly weird after your confession, but the slightly tense smile he kept throwing your way during lunch that same day after you had confessed made you think he might feel a bit uncomfortable after all.

I might be seeing something that is not really there, you thought, but I don't want to push him much.

"Everything is fine." You smiled. "I guess he is just busy."

Shoko returned your smile, and you moved on conversing about the latest weirdest things she had read while doing medical research. It was only when you were walking with her back to the infirmary that she said "You know? For a second, I thought you and that idiot were breaking up."

If she noticed the way your gaze dropped, she did not say.

"I know, I know, you are not a couple and all that chit chat... I believe you, but you know what I mean." Your nod was imperceptible, but you understood what she meant.

Through the years, people had sometimes gotten the impression you and Gojo were an item. Both of you had always denied it and just acted cool about it, though. You wondered if you would continue being able to do that.

Shoko, you are spot on...

"But you have always been close, haven't you?", she continued, "So I can't see that happening. He is a pain that arrives to stay, all right." Shoko muttered that last part, but it still made you smile.

You liked Ieiri a lot; her presence and her words were often comforting.

***

Satoru felt a tinge of guilt holding half-a-full box of sweets over the trashcan at his place. It was the one you had given him almost three weeks ago and that had been stalling in his fridge until they had finally gone bad. He had tried to eat them, really, but...

"I like you too, you are the nicest one around here."

"I see."

Every bite reminded him of his stupidity and that hurt look on your face. Sweet turning bitter in his mouth.

He was not sure of why he had said it like that. It had just been... sudden. So much that not even he, the user of the six eyes, had seen it coming.

If asked, Gojo would say he had not felt uncomfortable. Actually, he could not remember a time when he had ever felt uncomfortable around you. Since you met as kids, you had become friends easily, as if it was only natural, like you were meant to be part of each other. That may be why, when you told him you liked him that way, it felt as if his own hand had moved without his commanding and slapped him.

Not that it bothered me, but when did it happen?

He let the sweets fall into the bin.

That day, he thought he had messed up for real. Nevertheless, you had been surprisingly casual about it and even joined him for lunch as if nothing had happened. The days that followed, you would still walk beside him and banter with him at any time, but he could not help feeling as if some new kind of barrier was appearing between the two of you. Whether you had gotten over him as soon as you had handed him that box or if you were actually just concealing your real feelings from him, he found both possibilities unsettling.

He thought he knew you pretty well in all but one department: romantic love. To be honest, neither of you had much dating experience, and he could only recall a season of your youth when you had been infatuated with some guy back in your high school days. Not something he really wanted to remember, though.

Right... Back then too, his own feelings around you had been a knot he could not untie.

***

What's the difference between these two?

You had been browsing the store for the last twenty minutes trying to find your usual brand of shampoo with no luck, so you were finally giving in into buying a different kind, but the options you were looking at were not all that convincing.

They look the same to me except for the price... Changing brands is a pain. Maybe I should check one more store, they could still have it there.

You returned both bottles to the shelf.

"[Last name]?" You looked at the stranger that had called you, meeting with a pair of pretty hazel eyes that were, in fact, not that unfamiliar to you.

"Ikeda?" Your lips were already curving upwards.

He returned your smile. "It's been a while."

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Note: This is where I thought this would become longer than I had expected, because if we have part 2, we might as well just go for part 3, right? Anyways...

Thank you for reading!

Next: Part III

[illubean]

I have a oneshot request for Teruhashi. What if the new girl in the class noticed Teruhashi's efforts to please people, showing her that trying to be perfect is unhealthy, and helped her with her brother?

Acceptance

Characters: Kokomi Teruhashi Type: Oneshot, written with Fem!reader in mind but can be Gn

not sure if this was supposed to be romantic or not so it's kind of up to interpretation

Warnings: none

You had been attending PK Academy for about a week now. One of the first people to approach you when you first arrived was Kokomi Teruhashi. Originally, she approached you in order to boost her own perfect pretty girl status, but you guys quickly became great friends. Though you had only known each other for a short while, you noticed something about Teruhashi. This whole perfect thing was just a front. You saw through her façade. When she was mobbed by boys she always tried her best to smile through it and be as polite as possible, but you knew deep down that she wanted to tell them all to piss off from time to time. She was like this to everyone, including you. You saw how it affected her. She was always so tired after days of people pleasing at a time, especially when her brother comes around to meddle in her life too.

As of late, Teruhashi has been at her wits end. Her fan club and her brother seemed to get more and more pushy by the day and all she felt she could really do was smile through it. And with you being new, she felts that she had to be there for you until you got the hang of things yourself. She made an effort to link arms with you and lead you all around school every day, sometimes offering to walk home with you or asking to hang out so she can show you around the city (even if you're already from there).

You could tell that she was becoming more and more exhausted. You could tell that she was trying her very best to keep her perfect reputation up but you honestly couldn't care about her social status. So when she approached you to offer to walk you to lunch you told her straight up

"You know, you don't have to act so optimistic all the time. I like you the way you are, not for your status."

Her jaw was on the floor. Usually people always wanted to be around her because they were captivated by her beauty or because she was popular but you were one of the few if not only people to genuinely just want to be friends with her. Her perfect demeanor cracked just a little bit, letting you see how your words affected her. She seemed genuinely touched for the first time since you've met her, and you could tell she came to some sort of a realization.

After that day your friendship with Teruhashi grew stronger. You hung out more often now, simply just because you liked being around each other. The first time she brought you around to her house she wasn't expecting to see her brother home. He made some weird comments about her and didn't seem too happy you were there. This was the first time you've ever seen Teruhashi so upset. She's never yelled or gotten angry in front of you, but now you were reminded that she was in fact only human like everyone else. After yelling at her brother she grabbed you by the hand and ran up to her room.

She let out a breath she didn't even know she was holding, just to gasp in surprise when you wrapped your arms around her.

"What are you-"

"Obviously there's something on your mind. Spill."

And out comes all of her family issues like a waterfall. Normally Teruhashi isn't one to put her private life out in the open like this, but she genuinely felt she could trust you with her life. You were the first person to see her for who she truly was. And for that she was eternally grateful.

From that day on you helped her stand up to her odd, controlling, sister complex having brother. After lots of convincing on your guys' end, he finally backed off ever so slightly. It wasn't perfect, but it was a start.

You helped Teruhashi turn her life around and feel comfortable the way she is. You helped her feel comfortable without her mask of the most perfect girl in the world. And she owes you everything for helping her accept herself.

[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝔾, ℙ, 𝕋 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: Hihi !! I see ur reqs are open, so could I request letters G, P and T of the yandere alphabet with Rui, please? Ty!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Hello! Yeah absolutely! I didn't do yandere alphabet for a while and I feel like I may need to get used to it again because... I dunno it kinds feels cringe ToT Anyway, I hope it's just me and it's actually not and hope you like it!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ TW: unhealthy obsession, yandere, stalking, mentions of killing, mentions of body parts

Not putting affiliation because I'm aware of how triggering this could be.

✧ Gross = What is something they think is really romantic/sweet but is actually horrifying?

Rui has real talent for creating robots, and he's also quite obsessed with making sure you're always safe. So why not mix those two for your own good, he thought? And that's how he one day announced that he invented a drone who'll follow you around and explained all the functions... it had camera, it could scare someone away but it could also kill... he assured you it'll never harm you but how can you not feel a bit startled knowing that murderous robot follows you 24/7?

He on the other hand thinks it's act of pure affection, love and care to you. He thinks he's just proving how much he wants to take care of your well being with that. So expect him to not understand when you ask him to give it up, no matter how hard you try convincing him.

"Stop it? Oh my darling... but I can't. What if someone approaches you when I'm away? You need protection. It's enough that I turn it off when we're together and it's for your comfort only."

✧ Please take it = What presents they usually give you? What's worst and best gift you got from them?

The best gift Rui gave to you would be something you were just eyeing in a mall. You didn't even had to be with him... he just had his connections and ways to observe you~ Maybe it was a bit creepy but there was nothing weird about the gift so who are you to refuse such a generous gift? It's not like he'd let you not take it either way...

But the worst gift would only happen if you have an enemy or a bully in your life. Once he hears stories from you, others or sees on his own two eyes what's happening, he promised himself to get vengeance for you and make you proud. So one day, when you were curious how could it be person you hated stopped appearing, he presents a little gift for you. Small trophy left from your, as well as his enemy. Little... part of their that he cut off.

✧ Type = What type of Yandere are they?

Rui would be the dependent and possessive type. Due to his middle school experience, he feels stronger need to be around you and not let go of you, so you want push him away. He's willing to try anything to keep you closer to him, be it slowly working for you to trust him, bribing you or even forcing you. He's good as long as it works.

But he doesn't have that sort of patience with strangers... if you approach someone, maybe he'll trust you. But if someone approaches you? He has all sorts of scenarios in his head and would kill them with a smile for even daring to speak with you.

"No, no, you don't need to go anywhere. I already took care of those papers. Someone less busy can do it, don't you think? You should focus on me, darling..."

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@bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @toyaswif3y @bl4cktourmaline @infernoram - come get your crazy inventor~

[queenofthekings]

ᴘʟᴀʏɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜰɪʀᴇ, ᴘᴀʀᴛ ɪ (ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ʜᴇʀᴇ)

Summary: You are part of the biggest girl group on the planet, Eddie is the face of the biggest rock band of the century. A chance meeting at Coachella sends both of you into what would be the biggest love affair in music history; if only people knew about it.

Pairing: Rockstar!Eddie x K-Pop Idol!Reader

Author's note: My love for K-Pop and Stranger Things/Eddie Munson in one fic? It's more likely than you think. If you don't know much/anything about the K-Pop world, not to worry, I'll be going over some of it in this fic! I'll try to keep the Korean honorific names to a minimum but I do wanna try to keep things as plausible as possible.

Disclaimer: In this fic, I have specified that Reader is not Korean or Asian. As someone who is white; I didn't feel it was right to write a POC character. Please be respectful.

CW: 18+, mentions of unhealthy eating habits, obsessive fan behaviour, toxic work environments, swearing, a little NSFW content, sexting, no use of Y/N but Reader's stage name is Luna.

Tagging: @munsonsbtch @impmunson @binickmiller @ali-r3n @stevesjockstrap

Word count: 2.6k

Any hate will not be tolerated, constructive criticism is welcomed.

APRIL 2019

Coachella was the biggest music festival in the world and playing there was an honour and a privilege; and while Eddie knew this, he found a lot of the hype around it insufferable. He never felt like his band belonged up there with the lights of Beyonce and Justin Bieber, even when Corroded Coffin had exploded with popularity, the larger venues they’d play out would never compare to the smaller shows.

Disliking Coachella when you perform there is one story, disliking Coachella and ending up in the crowd of one of the most talked about acts of the whole festival another matter entirely. But somehow, Gareth had convinced him to leave the tour bus to watch one performance. Only one.

“Why are we even here?” Eddie yelled into Gareth’s ear, trying to make sure he was heard over the screaming and cheering fans that surrounded them. The show hadn’t even started yet but the crowd was already at deafening levels.

“I thought it was high time you experienced a new genre of music,” Gareth yelled back, giving him a smug grin. “Plus, I hear one of the members of the group is a fan of ours.”

Eddie shrugged, knowing that Gareth was right in saying it was time to experience some new music outside of his usual comfort zone. And given the way the stage was set, the flags and lightsticks people were waving and demographic of the crowd; this was definitely outside of his comfort zone. “Who even are they?” he asked, grabbing his phone from his pocket.

Before he had a chance to type a single letter into Google, Gareth took his phone and pulled up a Wikipedia page for the group. “This is them. And before say anything, don’t judge the group before you listen to them.”

Eddie raised an eyebrow at his bandmate before looking at the page, giving Gareth even more of the side-eye.

Chain Reaction is a South Korean girl group formed by YG Entertainment, consisting of members Yoohyeon, Luna, Dahyun, and Yuqi. The group debuted in August 2016 with the digital single “Whistle”.

“K-Pop? Really, Gareth?”

“I said not to judge!” Gareth shrugged, just as the music began starting, causing both of them to look up. Eddie’s ears were already beginning to ring from how loud the fans were screaming; he was used to hearing fans through his in-ear during shows, but this was on a whole other level. Eddie didn’t pay much attention until he noticed the cropped t-shirt on one of the members, recognising the design and logo.

His heart skipped a beat, his mouth dropping open as he looked at Gareth who took the words right out of his mouth, leaning over to shout directly into his ear. “Yup, that’s a Corroded Coffin shirt, she’s a massive fan.”

Eddie chuckled a little to himself, shouting back into Gareth’s ear. “Maybe this won’t be so bad.”

After a couple of songs, the group began their introduction, all speaking in perfect unison and bowing to the still screaming audience. “Hello, we are Chain Reaction!”

A girl with dyed dark blue hair spoke up first, clearly showing her leader position. “Hello, Coachella, my name is Yoohyeon and I’m so thankful you all came out to see us!”

The crowd screamed as a response, causing the group to laugh and clap long. Then you spoke up, your long blonde hair making you stand out against the other members. “Hello, everyone,” you began, and Eddie’s heart instantly melted at your soft voice, especially at your accent. “My name is Luna, and I hope you enjoy the show.” You bowed a little, pulling down your shirt a little to make sure it wasn’t exposing too much.

As the other members introduced themselves, Eddie could hardly focus on them, he was far too interested in staring at you. He vaguely knew Yuqi had natural dark brown hair and Dahyun had dark purple hair – the only way he knew he could remember to tell them apart, probably a move from their manager so people could tell the difference.

Gareth noticed him staring, giving him a nudge. “Somebody’s got a crush.”

He glared back. “I just think she’s cute, completely not my type.”

Gareth gave him the look of “yeah, we’ll see about that”, already knowing that Eddie would at least attempt to hook up with you after the show. It was inevitable, it happened at any event or show he attended. The only thing Eddie Munson loved more than music, was women. It was rare if his hotel room didn’t have a groupie in it; and being the biggest rock band in the world meant there was an abundance of them wherever they went, Eddie would always have one on his arm by the end of the night.

Although the idea of you and Eddie together was adorable – a rock legend and a pop princess together? You’d be media darlings – although Gareth knew it would be like playing with fire. The fans of both of your groups would rip both of you and the relationship apart, the constant invasion of privacy from fans and the press alike would be almost unbearable.

But that’s the downside to being a public figure and dating someone just as well-known as you are.

Eddie wasn’t known for long term dating, either. The longest relationship Gareth had ever seen him in was his “high school sweetheart”, Chrissy Cunningham, only ended up lasting less than a year. Every other girl he’d been with wouldn’t last longer than a few weeks, he’d always blame it on his career, but Gareth knew that in reality, Eddie just didn’t want to be tied down to one person.

You, on the other hand, had no public relationship history. Being a K-Pop idol left almost no time for dating or even much of a social life outside of groupmates; and if a female idol was seen with a male idol outside of activities, fans would go wild and instantly assume they’re dating and usually boycott the idols for “betraying” them.

Once the group finished their final song; the crowd screamed and cheered, causing almost every member to look as if they were ready to burst into tears of happiness. The four of you joined hands to bow towards the audience as a thank you before you spoke up. “Coachella, we have been Chain Reaction; thank you very much and goodnight!”

Eddie kept his eyes on you, almost unable to take his eyes off you. You gave one last smile to the crowd, waving as you turned to lock eyes with Eddie. Even through the pandemonium that surrounded both of you, it all seemed to dissolve as if you were the only ones there.

You had to be almost dragged off the stage by your bandmates otherwise you would’ve spent all night just staring at Eddie. But even while you were being dragged off stage, you were desperately trying to find Eddie’s eyes again. You hoped you would be able to properly talk to him, even if you had to do it behind your manager’s back.

Backstage, the staff were cheering and applauding you and the band, giving their congratulations, and offering fans and water. You sprinted towards Yoohyeon, wrapping your arms tightly around your senior. The pair of you hugged tightly as you both broke down in floods of tears.

“This is all we ever dreamed of, unnie,” you sobbed, taking a tissue from a staff member to dab at your eyes, being careful not to ruin your makeup. Yoohyeon took the tissue from you and began trying to stop your tears. “I’m so proud of you.”

Yoohyeon laughed through her own tears, not caring if they ruined her makeup. “I’m proud of us, we’ve worked so hard for this, and you were perfect.”

You laughed a little through your tears, turning to the other two members and motioning them to come over and join in a group hug. Although there was only about a month between the two of you; Yoohyeon was definitely the older sister and mother of the group, and you were the baby sister who needed looking after and a lot of hugs.

You’d always been extremely close, even since your trainee days. Every night, you would tell each other that you’d debut together, no matter how hard you’d have to train or what you had to sacrifice.

But every member had sacrificed so much even to just get past the first audition; you’d given up school, friends, family, any chance of a normal life for one tiny shot at making it. But in that moment, all four of you knew that all the blood, sweat and tears you’d all poured into training was worth it. You’d all made it.

Walking arm in arm with Yoohyeon, the pair of you walked down the stairs to the artists area away from the stage, always looking back every few moments to check your younger bandmates were following behind both of you. You tapped Yoohyeon’s arm to stop her to let your members catch up, so all four of you could give your manager, Steve a celebratory hug.

As soon as you stepped into the artists area and saw Steve, you couldn’t control the excitement and relief of the performance; you screamed and sprinted towards him, jumping into his arms, and barely giving him enough time to catch you. You got on well with Steve, he became like a big brother to you and your fellow band members, even if he was a little strict with the four of you, but it certainly came out of a place of love and wanting the best for all of you.

“You were amazing out there,” Steve hugged you tightly, pressing a kiss to the side of your head as he slowly let you down out of his arms and handed you a water bottle with a straw in the top.

“Think we won ‘em over, boss?” You asked, smirking as you placed the straw in the side of your lips.

“Won them over? You guys have done more than that, Twitter is exploding, you’re the top five trends on Naver, you guys are all anyone’s talking about,” Steve grinned.

“We’ve made it!” You shouted in unison with your band mates, before all of you laughed and hugged. Sure, Chain Reaction was very successful in South Korea, but this was a whole new level of success and recognition. All eyes were on your group and despite that new level of pressure, you all thrived under it; the challenge was exciting to all of you.

Your bandmates took their seats and chatted excitedly amongst themselves, while you leaned against the wall, taking in every moment around you. You hadn’t even realised you’d zoned out until Eddie was stood in front of you. “I know I’m beautiful, but you could at least take a picture if you’re gonna look that much,” he smirked.

You blinked a million times in a second, partly to snap yourself out of your zoned out state but also partly because you could hardly believe your eyes that Eddie Munson – the Eddie Munson – was stood in front of you. You’d been starstruck almost ever since you arrived in California several days beforehand, but this was on a whole other level.

The memories of listening to Corroded Coffin late at night during your trainee days flashed through your mind a million miles an hour, how much their lyrics kept you going when you thought you might quit and how you’d spend so much of your free time watching their performances, hooked on Eddie’s stage presence.

And now he was here in front of you, talking to you.

It was all so surreal.

You blinked again, clearing your throat. “Sorry, I completely zoned out.”

Eddie laughed, nodding his head. “Happens to a lot of people, did you wanna get out of here? Go somewhere a little quieter?”

You nodded and before you could even say a word, Eddie took your hand and led you out of the area and around the back of the crowds of staff and tents, towards Corroded Coffin’s tour bus. You somewhat wanted to protest but you weren’t about to stop this once in a lifetime chance to talk with Eddie, so you kept your mouth shut as he opened the door for you to get inside before following you inside.

“Don’t worry, everyone else is enjoying the festival, they’re not gonna be back for a while. Can I get you a drink?” He asked, moving past you towards a small fridge.

You bit your bottom lip as you walked through the bus, taking a seat at the table. “Just some water… or a Coke if you have it.”

“Lucky for you,” he pulled the fridge door open and pulled out a water bottle and a small can of Coke, placing both on the table before sitting down opposite you. “I have both.”

You smiled softly as you took both drinks, taking a long sip of the cold water. “I suppose I haven’t really introduced myself; everyone calls me Luna,” you held out your hand towards Eddie.

Instead of shaking it, he took it and pressed a kiss to the back of your hand. “And what’s the name your mother gave you? Not the name the company gave you.”

Blushing darkly, you whispered out your birth name. It had been so long since anyone had even asked your real name that “Luna” more or less became your real name. But Eddie seemed to actually want to get to know you, the kiss on the hand was just a cherry on top.

“Beautiful name,” he mused. “It suits you better than the crappy stage name they gave you. How’d you even allow it to happen?”

You laughed softly as you took your hand back, wrapping it around the Coke can. “I was sixteen and very naïve when I came to Korea.”

“You were only sixteen?”

You nodded. “I auditioned for the company when I was about sixteen and then I moved to South Korea a few months later, it all happened pretty fast when I look back at it. I debuted when I was twenty.”

He sat back in the chair. “Looks like we debuted at the same age, I was twenty when our first album came out.”

“I never realised that! I listened to you guys throughout my whole trainee period, it really helped keep the passion for music alive for me.”

He smiled softly. “Well I’m glad it helped at least one person, that’s all that matters honestly. So… tell me more about you.”

You smiled back at him, leaning forward in your chair to get closer to him, beginning to babble about yourself, all the while he just looked at you with such care in his eyes, hooked on your every word.

After almost an hour, talk got to your company and just how hard it was being an idol. “Under contract, we’re not allowed to; drive, buy a car, smoke, drink, date, go clubbing, get plastic surgery, get tattoos, travel for a holiday, write and produce our own music, have control over our own money or our image. We can’t even show our faces in vlogs our friends have made.”

He raised his eyebrows. “I’m pretty sure that’s slavery.”

You laughed, shaking your head. “Trust me, this is heaven compared to how contracts used to be.”

He chuckled a little, placing a hand over yours. “Listen, I should let you get back to your members or your manager might have my head, but could I get your number and we could do this again sometime?”

You smiled, nodding. “Of course.”

[shogvnate]

GODS & MONSTERS. yan! re8 ladies x reader.

general yandere headcanons + snippets pt 1.

contains; mother miranda, mia winters.

warnings; extremely toxic and unhealthy behavior, broken mindset, body mutilation on miranda's part, potentially triggering content, yandere. you've been warned.

⸻ 🐦‍⬛ mother miranda

obsessive, stalker, and training type

arguably the worst.

other than how to revive her deceased daughter, her thoughts revolve around you, you, and you. It drives her absolutely insane that she's drifting from her original plans of marking you as just another one of her failed experiments.

you can never feel alone, no, not with her being lovesick.

her crows are always watching, always listening.

she knows everything, don't try to hide anything from her, it never ends well.

she despises disobedience, no one wants a darling who's rebellious, no?

at some point she'll definitely break your mind, it's unavoidable, basically.

rarely ever affectionate, shows her love in other extreme ways such as giving gifts (eg. putting a golden bracelet still attached to a severed hand in front of your bedroom door for your 'anniversary', wrapped in the guts of the lycan who attacked you earlier that week), and of course, words of affirmation.

she truly does love you in her own sick and twisted way, but oh, darling, she's too far gone to save.

"don't deny me. worship me, acknowledge me as your one and only savior, and you shall find what you need," her smile was like a blank canvas, begging for someone to add value to it. it made you sick the more you think about it.

because she didn't want no simple mortal.

she wanted you.

miranda drowned herself in the way you gazed at her numbly, twirling a lock of your hair in her clawed fingers. "anything you could ever possibly need will be with me."

how you hated her smile.

⸻ ❄ mia winters

removal, isolating, and manipulative type.

mia doesn't like it when you smile at anyone other than her. she doesn't know why, but she loathes the feeling of being ignored for someone who clearly doesn't fit the standards for someone like you.

she goes to unhealthy measures to make you stay by her side. gaslighting, threats, guilt tripping, you name it.

someone asking you out for lunch? they didn't show up for lunch and they never talk to you again.

gets scolded by her peers due to her constantly being in your shadow and controlling everything you do but she shrugged them off.

most of the time she's not aware of how she's acting like she can't breathe without you being in the same room as her but when pointed out by you, she usually apologizes.

physically affectionate, too physically affectionate. so much so that she comes off as smothering.

unlike miranda, she can still grow and change as a person so you have hope…?

"mia, this isn't right." you pushed her away slightly. she was getting too comfortable in your personal space. it was supposed to be the only thing she'll never get a hand on but she managed to do so in the end too.

she already took too much from your life. your friends, your co-workers, your favorite florist from the subway, your bed, your house, oh the list goes on forever.

the most outrageous fact was that you were the one who actually let her do whatever she wanted. now look where that got you.

"what makes you say that?"

there it is.

her frown, something she knows you can't stand seeing.

"i thought you knew i'm only doing this because i love you?"

"it's just…" you bit the inside of your cheek, "it feels... wrong."

"tell me more about it, maybe I can help you understand how I see you," she suggested, but when you looked at her dull eyes and warm smile, you could hear something on the back of your mind telling you not to push it.

you sighed, opening your arms for her to bury herself in again.

"changed your mind?" she cooed.

"forget I said anything, mia."

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[mxdarling]

[Darling who doesn't mind their obsession]

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ೃ⁀➷: summary: Yan. Valkyrie with a darling that doesn't mind their obsession.

ೃ⁀➷: Word count: 452

ೃ⁀➷: Reference/Inspiration: link | link

ೃ⁀➷: ERA: !!

[note:] If there is anything else triggering here that I didn’t list in the warnings section, please tell me. I don’t condone this type of behavior, this is merely just for entertaining purposes and some sort of coping mechanism for me. If you continue to read beyond this point, ignoring my warnings, I am not responsible for your actions from here on out.

[Warnings:] controlling behavior, lowercase, reader being an enabler for their yandere behavior, yandere behavior, mentions of delusional behavior, ooc mika and shu, attachment issues, unhealthy relationships, mentions of strangulation, slander towards eichi, slight spoilers for ex-valkyrie, mika builds a shrine for you, creepy mika, stealing personal belongings, sneaking/breaking into your room.

[GN reader]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Shu Itsuki;

➮ SHU ITSUKI would view it as you accepting his feelings for you. I mean you aren't saying anything about it, you aren't rejecting his affection towards you, meaning you approve of this right? why else would you be okay with his behavior? he feels very entitled to your attention on him. not only have you plagued his mind with thoughts of you but you've also stirred his attention and focus onto you. surely you must take responsibility for causing such trouble and ache for him. he also expects you to go along with his whims, since you've shown you don't mind his obsession and such. he will be personally offended if you say no to him and will demand you to cancel whatever plans you have with someone or something else (god forbid, it be eichi, he's this close to strangling him). he really tries not to be so controlling towards you, he can't have himself repeat the same mistakes he did with nazuna and mika, but he can't help himself if he wants to hold your hand a little longer. he can't stop himself if he wants you to try on his new masterpiece he's created for you. you won't mind him lingering with you bit longer, do you? of course you don't, you love him too much not to.

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ :Mika Kagehira;

➮ MIKA KAGEHIRA is thrilled to see you not being scared of his newfound behavior towards you. he thinks he's doing a good job pleasing you because you aren't showing signs of being upset now disgust. he's already so attach to you just by giving him praises and compliments and such. so naturally his attachment towards you will grow tenfold! isn't that exciting? usually mika would try to hide these habits he developed after meeting you from you, but you've already pushed these fears out of the way the moment you acted okay with his obsession. he'll be more open to you about how your new shampoo you brought in yesterday smelled really nice on you! or how your new bed covers lacked your nagging natural scent! no longer does he have to keep lying to you about why some of your personal belongings went missing, he'll happily give them back to you knowing you'll be using items with his scent! it's almost like you and him were never apart in the first place! don't act scared now! he's already accustomed to you not minding his obsession towards you, why are you minding it now? did he do something to make you upset?! no, no he can't have that! he needs his darling happy and content with him! what does he need to do to please you? he'll do anything you say..

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[a/n; Had a little too much fun and had lots of struggles in learning how they would act as a yandere tgnhfdtrnhe, also sorry this came out so late, got writer block, burnt out and a lot of shit that happened to me so sorry for taking like almost 7 months to actually write this😭I hope I did a good job, please forgive me if it seems ooc this is my first time writing for them! I also haven't written anything in a while as well sbbshhsb]

[aphroditelovesu]

Do you have any headcanons for yandere icarus?

''Let me take care of you my love, I always will even if you don't want to.'' - Icarus.

❝⚡— lady l: I hope you like these headcanons, anon! I certainly enjoyed writing Icarus as a yandere a lot and I hope you will also enjoy how he was written. Feedbacks are always welcome and I'm sorry for any mistakes :) Good reading!!! 😊❤️

❝tw: yandere themes, obsessive and possessive behavior, uncontrolled jealousy, implied physical aggression, dub-con, implicit murder, threats, slight nsfw, unhealthy relationship.

❝pairing: yandere!icarus x gender neutral!reader

Icarus is known for his disobedient and impulsive behavior when he tried to fly across the Aegean Sea and this culminated in his death. His yandere features are slight but they're still there and he's developed a new obsession after laying his eyes on you and he doesn't intend to lose you.

His love for you is very strong and he is always there for you, he doesn't like to be left out and will act annoyingly if you ignore him. Icarus likes attention, but your attention even more and he lives for it, he craves your approval and love and he is willing to do anything to get it.

He is very delusional actually, he thinks you are together before you are and if anyone dares to try to break the illusion he will act in strange and even violent ways depending on the person. He won't listen to anyone but you, and he will even go against his own father if he objects to your relationship. He loves you, why can't others understand that?

There are few things he wouldn't do for you and one of them is letting you fly, he might be being extremely hypocritical and it's not like he really cares but he doesn't want anything to happen to you. He can't let anything happen to you and even though he trusts you and his father, he's still not taking any chances.

Icarus is the type of person that will always put you first in everything, he lives for you, he breathes and would die for you, he is willing to do anything for you. If you asked him to kill his own family he would do it without question, he is an obedient yandere for you and you only. You wield all kinds of power over which even he doesn't know, even he doesn't quite know the extent of his obsession with you but one thing is certain, he will do whatever you order and ask.

In contrast to him being obedient to you, Icarus will demand your presence constantly, he won't listen if you say it's not possible or how unrealistic it was, he'll take what he wants and if he wants you, he'll have you. He knows he might be being a bad boy but he doesn't care about any of it, he wants you all the time, in every way and will act violently if his demands are not met.

To say he's clingy is stupid, Icarus is a very, so much, clingy. He wants to be with you all the time, if he can follow you to the bathroom for example, he will. You're the one who has to set limits for him, and chances are he won't respect them, but you're the one who has to control them. You are the only one who can make him listen and he will listen to you, even if he doesn't like being too far away from you, he will if you tell him to. But he likes to snuggle with you, he likes to have you in his arms or to lay in your arms and listen to your heartbeat, he loves everything about you.

Icarus is insanely jealous of you, he is a spoiled man and he will not be deprived of you, ever. He will act irritating and needy when he's jealous (something that happens all too often). He's not the type of guy who share you with anyone, no matter who it is, you are his and you will always be his. He is not the type to threaten people, but if he is feeling threatened by someone he will make death threats and promises to whoever is making him jealous and will be even more clingy than usual. Icarus will remind you who you belong in every possible way you can imagine.

He is overprotective of you, he has your back all the time, even when there is no danger of any kind in sight, he will still hold you protectively in his arms and make sure you are safe and warm. Icarus likes to take care of you, he always has, and even though he'll never tell you out loud, he likes it when you're vulnerable and allow yourself to be loved and cared for by him and him alone. It's adorable when you cringe and crawl into his arms, it's rhe Elysian Fields as far as he's concerned.

Icarus likes to take you in his time, taking all the necessary care and affection, you are and always have been his priority and he wants to make you feel nothing less than a goddess/god and he will. He would take you slow and agonizing, slowly pushing into your heat, enjoying your changing expressions, he wants to see the pure pleasure on your face, he craves it. Icarus likes to give more than he gets when it comes to you, he loves to eat you, lick your juices while circling your clit with his index finger is making slow finger movements, or sucking you hard, squeezing your entire length and licking your glans as if he was starving and he was, starving for you. He prefers to lick/suck you, he likes to taste you, but he won't protest if you want to do the same for him. He's kind and loving normally, but if he's jealous or you want him to, he'll be hard and rough with you.

Icarus is many things, impulsive, reckless and obedient, but he's all of those things just for you. He doesn't care if he needs to be any other way to please you, he will, because all that really matters at the end of the day is his happiness and he will do anything to see you happy. If you want expensive gifts then whatever, he will give it to you or if you prefer simple things he will give it to you too, none of that matters but only you and he will remind you of that every day of your life. You're important to him, the love of his life, and Icarus can't risk anything happening to you, ever. You are everything to him and he will protect and love you forever. Remember this, he is yours and you are his.

[whatifyoulivelikethat]

do u personally think that ur first time having sex NEEDS to be smth special or more like smth to get over with (+ any tips on ur first time maybee)?

My highest priority would be your physical and mental safety. It would be nice if it was special in some way or with someone you share feelings with, but it's not a requirement. But I don't think you should go into it with the thoughts of "just get it over with", mostly because that headspace can be quite negative so you might end up not liking it or regretting your decision.

I think the moment should feel natural. It might be awkward, you might feel nervous, but you shouldn't feel "in danger". You should want to be there. "First time" usually refers to penetration, but there's a lot more to sex than that and it might take several instances to build up to that.

Some general thoughts and considerations:

Think about birth control, health safety, and be hygienic. Was one of my first sexual experiences outside in some random patch of sketchy woods? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ Do I recommend? No. Lil prickly. At least put a blanket down or something. Anyway, sometimes things just happen, but keep it in mind XD

Location, location, location. Most people don't want to get arrested for indecent exposure (some get fined for... other things... ahem). Maybe not a jail cell for first time? Possibly? Being at a residence also offers a place to clean / freshen up afterwards. Cuddling and talking about it in a nice environment can be comforting too.

Consider lube. Might be a little intimidating to suggest, but it can improve the experience for everyone involved. The common tip to to do lots of foreplay, which I also recommend, however the human body is a learning organism. To do any activity well takes mindfulness, targeted practice, and repetition. You can do solo sex acts to mimic what could happen, but you'll realize it's different stimuli that your body is reacting to because sex is as mental as it is physical. This is a lot of words to say, most of the time you need to train your body to produce more of your natural lubricant. Your body needs to recognize "oh, it's time to have sex" but anxieties often conflict with that for your first time, which is why having a bottle of lube nearby might be nice.

Relax. A lot easier said than done, I know. XD But it really does help in developing your relationship to sex. It's easy to internalize your performance as a reflection of your character, but you are literally doing something for the first time! Throw the expectations out the window. It'll be what it'll be. You'll know better for next time (if you want a next time), and it's only another page in your story, not the whole story.

I've heard good first times. I've heard bad ones. I've heard neutral ones. I've heard people react with "absolutely not happening, ew" XD so there's a lot of variety out there. Most regrets I've heard are related more to the person they shared it with rather than what actually happened. We all have different comfort levels when it comes to other people so it simply depends on you and how comfortable you are with others. Some people can become comfortable with strangers very quickly. Some see it as more transactional and put less pressure on it. Some connect sex to some type of love (friendship, romantic, etc) and they look for that. Honestly, if you're sexually active, your most special moments will come during future experiences, as you'll learn to better express yourself and communicate.

Just remember, sex is a relationship like any other. It is a relationship you have with yourself, connected emotionally and physically and influenced by others when you share that kind of intimacy with them. It can be healthy, it can be unhealthy, and at times you might need to repair your relationship with sex to feel good about it. Jitters are natural since you're doing something for the first time. But dreading it, feeling ashamed, or any other strongly negative emotion is probably more indicative of a deeper issue that requires self-reflection. Society sucks because usually it places a taboo on sex. Even "sex positive" messages sometimes end up shaming those on the asexual spectrum. You have to cultivate your relationship with sex for it to positively impact you. Don't be too hard on yourself.

I personally want your first time to be great (because I think sex is AWESOME, I know, insane!) because I want you to grow a positive relationship with sex. If it's a little iffy, well, at least you never have to do that again! can you tell I've been the first time for a few people lmao

[matthewsgreybubbles]

There is another fan who whines about things other areas do, like post that video of Matthew shopping in that vintage shop in NYC, bc “Vegas would never!” Meanwhile, this SAME fan was on Reddit, literally giving out his usual hangouts in Vegas, posting pictures of his car and telling fans to look out for it, and exposing areas he’s usually spotted in. This girl is such a big talker. She acts like she doesn’t even consider him a celebrity anymore, but who goes out of their way to stalk and expose locations etc. of some rando common person who lives where you do? It’s really weird. She also tells other people that she has mutual friends with him and that her friends also live in his building in NYC. So she’s “connected” through Vegas and NYC. Sure Jan lol. She claims she’s met him multiple times, yet she was whining on Twitter about never being able to find him out and about in Vegas lol and she has 3 different stories as to “why” she won’t post her photos. It changes every time. Why are people so weird about Matthew? Like I said, everyone is desperate for validation and they all try to act like they are better than everyone else, acting like they know him irl. It’s so annoying. Just leave him alone.

Hi sweetie. Just before I answer I'll put all the other inboxes on that one so I can answer them all at once. It makes it easier to follow the whole thread. I'm putting them in order and the one I'm answering now is the last one.

To be honest I know I already said it but I think people just care too much about things they shouldn't care about. We get invested in celebrities' lives sometimes to a point where it becomes unhealthy. People want validation and want to be noticed. I was talking with a friend yesterday about the fact that some fans were ready to do everything just to be noticed, just to be validated by their favorite celebrities. They just try to exist through some means. Maybe they just need recognition, it gives them an illusion of living something. I don't know how to explain it in english fuck this shitdidkdjrkzkfjz- 😭

And yeah some are really invested, sometimes it goes to a parasocial relationship and it's totally unhealthy. Anyway the point I'm trying to make is that I agree with you.

Please don't stalk people guys- you shouldn't do that and if you feel that you get too emotionally invested with a celebrity or like a character or sum, no matter the reason, get some help. It's not normal to feel really really bad when you're favorite celebrity is dating someone or whatever. It's okay to acknowledge that and to get some help. It's supposed to be all fun and giggles. Don't forget that.

I didn't think Matthew had issued with his fans so much that he needed to hide his relationships. Pookie is not Harry Styles. But I think I don't know that fandom as much as I think I do.

I really thought people were pretty chill here and more mature if I can say.

This type of behavior is often seen in young fandoms, with teens you know. But maybe his fanbase is quite young. I thought it was a more of +20 people. 🤔

[junkoxx0o]

Hiya, Story Time About Weight Loss Manifestation

I finally got time to post this on here because I would have to go all the wayyy back, I'm Southeast Asian and in my family's genes there's a rigged gene to get fat (even if we drink water -not for me tho). I think the moment I realized I was really obese was when I moved houses to where I live now and there was a gym near my place so my mum decided to go and calculate the weight Yk and yes there I was at 11 weighing 65kg, mind you I was still 4'8 at that time and that made me look real big. But the thing with me is also my bone structure, my bones were big and it made me look really big but Yk the Asian family type shit, they tell you to eat more when you trynna eat less and if you do eat a lot they shame you for it. Well my mum didn't do it, it was my nana. But at that time I didn't know the real term for manifestation or subliminals (I didn't know shit), what I did was somehow and someway I just thought, "hm.. fake it till you make it", and I just started thinking that I became skinnier everyday and it kinda worked I lost about 5 Kgs I believe but then I stopped that whole process again because hell my mindset was going on and off but the thing is the mindset does not matter. It's your persistence.

And after a few years, I was 15, I found out about shifting and subliminals, that's where I found out that I've been manifesting since forever? The way I manifested since I was 7 (will also do a story time because it was really funny), without even knowing that I had the ability to bend and warp the universe's abilities to assist in my life was insane. And so I started watching subliminals and I discovered books (which I pirated online to read) and then Sammy Ingram came in and she helped a lot.

Back to the weight Loss, I was 15, weighed around 63 (yes I gained again), that was one of the peak moments I discovered I could do anything I wanted with this ability to manifest.

What was my routine?

What was my affirmations?

What was my routine - nothing at all, if I remembered about it, I would pretend I was skinny, dance around and eat snacks like I usually would. But ofc I reduced my snack portions bec it was unhealthy for me (but that did not stop me from getting fried chicken KFC every week)

But I'd think and think and think that I was skinny.

Remember YOUR THOUGHTS CREATE!!!

You are the creator of this reality and you can control and customize it with whatever you want. If you're a video essay nerd like me, you've probably heard of the Egg Theory.

The egg theory is the same, everyone is you and you are everyone. Why? Because you created this reality and your thoughts pushed out is also you. So basically the way people act is on you. (But ofc not the abusive parts bec who would want that upon them but the thing is before something becomes perfect, it's gonna be rocky, and you're gonna be the responsible one to program, fix and reprogram all the actions of others, the environment and yourself. So don't blame yourself and instead start taking action by thinking that they do the thing that YOU want. Those people around you, including me, I DON'T HAVE CONTROL in YOUR reality. However, I have CONTROL in MINE.)

So basically I did not have a routine and I would just do whatever, continue my day (mind you it was in the pandemic era so I legit had nothing to do so I would affirm or watch anime or listen to songs and read books but when I get reminded, I remind my SUBCONSCIOUS MIND that I AM SKINNY)

And looks looks after 2 good years I lost over 20kgs. But I am thinking of putting my weight up just a bit because I'm gonna manifest to be taller as I wanna model or become an actress or be dominating 🥰.

What were my affirmations? -

I actually didn't have a certain set of affirmations, as long as I know I'm skinny that's all it matters.

If you wanna ask anything about experiences let me know 💋 alr that's it bye. ^w^

[thecurrator]

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐮𝐩 𝐟𝐨𝐫 @isadollie

Your ideal match is…Hiori Yo!

As a guy who's ideal type is someone who can leave each other alone, you both would get along perfectly as introverts! You both would have no problem giving each other space when needed, which makes for great compatibility.

Though you both have similar personality traits, you also compliment each other well. Your habit of acting first and thinking later compliments Hiori who's usually stuck in his own head well. He can teach you to slow down and look before you leap, and you can teach him to let go and live in the moment. On a similar note, he could benefit from your tendency to plan things in advance too, as he's the type to float through life passively.

He's always paying attention to the wellbeing of others, so he's quick to notice when you're starting to get upset. He'll try and remove you from the situation if that's what's making you upset, then listen to what's bothering you. If you don't wish to talk about it, he'll be fine with sitting with you and giving you words of comfort. He might fetch a plushy for you to hug, or bring you a warm drink. Whatever helps you to feel better.

Hiori would chide you for your unhealthy sleep schedule, but then he'd be a hypocrite. Given his gaming hobby, he often sleeps way later than he should. Nights between you two are likely to be spent with him on his computer and you on yours. At the very least, you can rest well knowing that he doesn't judge you.

You both could just as easily stay up discussing everything under the sun as well. Hiori doesn't initiate deep conversations, but he'd find them interesting. Since they're a good opportunity to get to know you better, he's happy to listen to you talk all night long.

Animals love him due to his calm demeanor, and your pets are no exception. I can imagine them pinning him down to the couch or bed by laying on top of him, leading to afternoons spent in a cuddle pile with you and your pets, snoozing away.

Dates will be no problem, as you both have similar preferences. He doesn't like parties or crowded places either, and would be more than happy to go on walks with you, grab a bite to eat at cafes, buy you cute trinkets at a mall. Home dates are common between you both as well, where you can watch movies together or he can challenge you in video games.

Runner-up: Yukimiya Kenyu (He fits the traits of your ideal partner, but Hiori won in the end because his hair and eyes are blue, and you like blue. 💀 It was a close fight!)

[roomofshroom]

kyman headcanons part 2 !!!! SFW (cartman oriented!!!)

since yall liked my kyman headcanons so much i thought id give it another try and write down sum more ! :D

part 1: here

cartman would plan little fucking schemes to see if kyle really loves him (text him from a fake instagram profile, pay a girl to make a move on him, shit like that)

motherfucker craves attention so much, so he like pretends he's sick or dying or that something really serious happened to see if kyle comes running to him

kyle quickly realizes this is not a one time thing and is really annoyed w him but manages to come running everytime cartman pulls something like this, eric always treats him with a big smile when hes at the doorstep ("you came! :D " "ofc i came you said ur fucking mom was dying?! where is she?" "oh she just went shopping" "so you made it up?! you know how fucked up that is?!" "technically, my mom IS dying, we are ALL dying every second of every day ever since we were born, kHAL...")

cartman uses like an unhealthy ammount of emojis in every message, sends shit ton of tiktoks, reels, youtube shorts and has a completely different types of conversations w kyle on every social media platform all at once (like on instagram he's venting to him about how he doesnt feel appreciated enough by the world while hes sending him memes on discord and streaming himself playing fall guys or smth i dont fucking know)

kyle's style of texting is very simple, he doesnt like long messages, he doesnt really send memes or tiktoks or anything but he religiously watches everything eric sends him, responds to him asap and writes medium sized messages with emojis because cartman is super fucking clingy and goes on a rampage if kyle doesnt respond for more than 3 hours or if his response isn't "enthusiastic" enough (*eric sends a meme of cats with a "this is so us" comment* kyle: <3 eric: do you hate me? kyle: no wtf i dont??? why? eric: idk just seems like you hate me)

cartman hangs out w kyle's mom and makes kyle's mom unknowingly share embarrassing details of kyle's life just to tease him w the information later, they also look through baby pictures together

eric and kyle's mom love gossiping together and they watch say yes to dress together and critique the dresses ("the mermaid style dress with HER LEGS!? i thought she'd wanna show them off!" "yes, such a shame, wasted potential")

sometimes cartman just goes to kyle's house solely to hang out with his mom ("oh hey cartman, i wont be able to hang out today, i need to-" "no worries, I'm here to watch tlc w your mom")

cartman's love language is words of affirmation, obviously, and he makes kyle say everything he loves about him at least twice a week as a "communication exercise, so that their relationship stays good and they both feel appreciated" (its honestly just a way for eric to get praised, he loveeees that shit)

he knows kyle's love lang is acts of service (hes known him for years, kyle didnt even need to tell him) so while he's at his house he'll wash the dishes and fold his clothes but he won't admit to it, he actually hides it and feels embarrassed, kyle just knows ("hey, did you clean my room while i was downstairs?" "no?" "look, its clear you did, just say so" "i don't fucking know what you're talking about, khal" "...thank you, eric" "...shut the fuck up, jew, as if I'd touch your dirty ass room")

cartman's actually very shy with showing affection when its just two of them and when kyle says something sweet unprovoked, cartman usually blushes and shuts him down, turns it into a joke or straight up ridicules kyle ("you're actually very pretty, cartman" "yeah, you're pretty too... pretty gay, HAHA")

kyle's shy with showing affection in front of others and cartman fucking takes that and runs with it sometimes, doing everything to make kyle uncomfortable, he's being all lovey dovey infront of kenny and stan to see kyle cringe internally and awkwardly smiling on the outside to 'not seem like a bad boyfriend' (cuz when he once couldn't take it and told cartman to shut the fuck up, cartman got fake sad and stan came to kyle afterwards and gave a speech about "sometimes having to put up with stuff you don't like to make your girl, uhm sorry, to make your... significant other happy")

[nogenderbee]

Hey! I want to request yandere alphabet B, D, K and R for Tsukasa and Rui??

Absolutely! I had quite a bit of fun writing it so I hope you'll like it as well! ^^

Tsukasa, Rui B, D, K, R yandere alphabet

TagList: @bleachtheidiot @yulikesminori @kuzui5201314 @alicewinterway18 @indi-has-fallen

TW: unhealthy obsession, mentions of death, killing, drugs, kidnapping, generally all the yandere stuff

⊱ Both = You are a Yandere too, what's their reaction?

When Tsukasa discovered you're also the yandere type, he was almost sure it's a sign. Sign that you two were always supposed to be together and that no one should ever dare to interrupt you.

A smile appears way too fast on his face and he's just genuinely happy that you care about him and this relationship as much as he does.

But if it's when he was still trying to hide his yandere self from you because he was afraid to scare you away... he literally cannot believe himself! He spends long time just discussing hints you ever could've gave him! If he'd notice them sooner... he wouldn't have to worry so much about you being scared of him!

"You're also?! I wish I knew that sooner... but it's not important now. Important thing is that we can be together forever with no interruptions~"

⊱ Difference = When can you notice different behavior in them?

Tsukasa does his best to be secret with his yandere self to not scare you away, but it's still quite easy to see through once you try...

Earlier he was simply socialable, especially with you but he was more like a sunshine that enjoyed your company! Now he's clingy and refuses to let go of your side unless there's absolute no other choice. He always wants your attention on him and him alone, whether that be yelling to get your attention from someone else or making stupid excuse to help him drag you somewhere else.

"Y/N!! You need to... uh... help me pick up Saki from school! C'mon, we don't have time!"

⊱ Kidnap = Are they willing to kidnap you? If so how will they do it, for how long will they keep you away and where?

Tsukasa would never kidnap you, unless he's absolutely forced to do it. He can go as far as begging, manipulating, even forcing you but he doesn't want to take your freedom away. Maybe it's because of memory with his sister? Either way, he'd rather to not take away such an important thing from you.

He can be forced to do it tho. If you start telling him that you hate him and will run away from him, he'll be willing to do it. He'd invite you to his place and put some sleeping pills in your drink and then keep you locked in like a basement or some other place similar to that. It's not for long tho! It's usually just for long enough to make you calm down and make sure you won't tell anyone about it. In short, he keeps you kidnapped for as little as possible!

"It's alright, I just didn't wanted you to run away... please stay for a bit longer... just a bit so I can show you I'm not a complete psycho."

⊱ Risk = How risky will they be with getting rid of rivals?

Tsukasa is too afraid to be risky but at the same time, he knows he has to be like that with some rivals in the end... he'll use his star charm and chaotic persona to make someone follow him, be it on backstage, to his house, some darker alley or just generally a quite corner.

And when his enemy is there, he'll most likely make them asleep by spilling chloroform on cloth and not take it away from their nose. He's prepared to stay like that for 10 minutes or more if needed, so it'll most definitely work. Then he simply would stab them to death or so.

But the quite corner is always planned. He makes sure there's like a lake or something he can burn the evidences with, and most importantly... that no one comes close when he's working.

Of course on the next day he acts as if he's really scared and sad along your side. As if both of you need each other to not be so scared because it's 3rd murder this week and it only happens to kids in this school...

"I-I can't believe it... it's just so sad... Y/N... can we stay close? I'm really scared... for both, you and me..."

⊱ Both = You are a Yandere too, what's their reaction?

When you told Rui about it, he was literally stunned... not only because he didn't expect it but because you love HIM so much!! Don't get him wrong, he's in heaven right now but he thought you prefer someone else and he'll have to try really hard to make you at least notice him.

Now you're both lovey dovey partners, and partners in crime. Whenever one of you is jealous, he won't hesitate to use his robot for... bloodier purposes... but it ends good for both of you and that's the only thing that matters~

"Darling~ You don't know how happy I am to know that you love me just as much as I love you. I promise to make you proud~"

⊱ Difference = When can you notice different behavior in them?

Even when Rui began to behave differently, you didn't really notice it because of his general "weirdo" behavior. He simply started hanging around you more and spending more time on his inventions but that could be easily explained with excuse or so.

You probably didn't even notice when he started being more clingy and taking you attention more than he previously did because he does it slowly, to jot scare you away.

"Sorry, I was really focused on my new invention last night... I just happened to have burst of motivation!"

⊱ Kidnap = Are they willing to kidnap you? If so how will they do it, for how long will they keep you away and where?

Rui's not a fan of that method but he will do it if all his other methods fail. He may lead you forcefully somewhere but he'd never hit you, so if he had to choose... he'd choose kidnapping you and working things out from there.

Depending on how close you are, he'll either get you uncocious with sleeping pill at his place or secretly add them to your drink when you aren't looking and take you from there with excuse of helping you go to doctor when he's really taking you to his place.

He'll keep you there for 2 weeks to 3 months tied up and after he may stop with tying and let you wander around house that's doors and windows are locked. He likes to keep you in his room most of the time tho... just to keep a close eye on you!

"Calm down, it's just me. I can explain everything to you later. Why won't we chat first tho, hm~?"

⊱ Risk = How risky will they be with getting rid of rivals?

Rui would be very risky but at the same time not risky at all! He definitely created robots that are meant just for murderous purposes, so he has no trouble with simply turning them on, choosing their target and sending them to kill the rival even in the middle of town. Of course he'll put on a show like pretending he's shocked, surprised, disgusted and so on. He might even play the knight if you're around and give you the comfort and safety you need him to provide. So he basically hits 2 birds with one stone!

It is a bit risky for him too tho... he's known for having robots that's why he creates ones with such aesthetic that don't suit him at all and instead suit other students that are interested in creating robots just like he is. They're also probably self destructive to avoid collecting his fingerprints.

"Shhh~ it's okey, Y/N~ Nobody's gonna hurt you. No human or machine. I'll make sure of it~"

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