#my abuser is literally crazy someone get their bitch please

[deathcrushedcorpse]

also, just in case he does see this (idk how he would since i hide my body’s identity on this blog and you really would have to dig to figure out who i am) and immediately jumps to conclusions like he always does,

i am strictly anti endogenic “systems” of any kind. you require trauma to have ended up with DID.

in no way am i disagreeing with this thought point, i just truly believe that using harmful- bordering upon ableist- insults gets the argument nowhere and ultimately makes anti endos look like the raging assholes endogenics make us out to be. maybe i’m crazy for thinking we shouldn’t immediately jump to insulting these people by calling them “delusional freaks” and should probably just discuss our evidence with them like adults? even if they respond immaturely or aggressively? but regardless, it isn’t a crime to just attempt to be kind once n awhile. it’s almost like if you meet them with aggression and immaturity right out the gate, they’ll likely meet your energy.

you will always receive the energy you give.

[thatbitchery]

SIGNS THE DEVIL HAS GOTTEN TO YOU AND YOU ARE NO LONGER THATBITCHING AS GOD CALLED YOU TO THATBITCH

So I was scrolling on this app and saw one of my baddest bitches unthatbitching right in front of my eyes and what felt like an actual death is I don't think ma knows she was unthatbitching because she sounded like she's thatbitching but she wasn't and I HATTTTTTTTTTEEEEEEEEE to lose a baddie so I'll teach you how to know if you're really a bad bitch or a socially dysregulated traumatized girl with audacity.

If you ever feel the threat of social isolation and fix it with an explanation. This is what triggered this post y'all I-. I'm not okay I like like a sumtotal or three people on here and now it's down to one. Listen- I won't gaslight you social isolation is a very real threat and feeling threatened under a threat is the most normal thing on earth okay, I'm not saying be stupid and lose the one thing all human beings depend on (Relationships). I'm saying, first? Is it even an actual threat? Because what do you mean you're getting triggered by someone on ANON. My baddie was really fighting demons on ANON. People on the internet don't exist okay? Also, what's the worst they'll do? Unfollow? Block? Trash reblog? What's the worst that'll do to you? Will you lose your job? You have to understand (a) majority of the threats we feel are in our heads. Because what is the worst that will do and what makes you sure you won't survive it? I'm not saying it's not a threat, I'm saying the consequences are not that deep. One day (today) I'll sit down and write the people code because y'all don't people like you should people and it's crazy because if you just got out of your head you'd see it. Sometimes the threat is a joke like wdym you're doing a push and pull with a teenager. With someone on the internet. where's the threat are you paid per follow and you don't want to lose followers? When that girl in class or the office is being shitty, that's a threat- because you are in a way dependent on this social circle and you need either harmony, invisibility or total dominance to make it work so okay. That being said what's stopping you from being shitty right back like literally what. Just punch a beech idk. Get it over with? you can always be the bigger monster because by now we know being the bigger person doesn't work. And (b) You can not change someone that is committed to misunderstanding you. You can not explain your way out of things it never works how old are you. Arguments are not about harmony they're about power. People that are trolling you on anon or from actual accounts or irl don't gaf about the truth they do that because you have power in that space and they want it and the easiest way to the top is to find someone that already is at the top and pull them down. They don't care about Trans rights or child abuse bla bla they want to make you trip and drink that up. People that argue and troll and fight bla bla are committed to misunderstanding you because it's a power game, and engagement is the sign you've lost.

Politics and a moral code especially when they don't involve you. I'm a feminist because I'm female. If I was male I'd hopefully not be a misogynist because I am a secure person and do not need to exercise my power over anyone else but I sure asf wouldn't be a feminist. I have no moral code because (a) It's unnatural and stupid and (b) I'm an animal and I do not gaslight myself into some form of Zen superiority and TraAnscENd mY dEsiRes or whatever andm(c) I have a working brain and don't live inside my head so I know moral codes are created for the sake of shame not harmony and shame is created for control and dominance and (d) I''m securing myself I don't need a moral code to not be a terrible person? Plus y'know, I have a working brain. Why would I do that. Once you start moralizing You've lost your that bitch badge please submit it to desk and do your walk of shame wtf is that. Unless you're doing it as a power move or to others yessssssss make them feel shame yess walk them like a dog yes go to church and act like you're not a little demon and recite bible verse etc becuase you have a working brain and know o not upset the community you're dependent on okay I see you I love me an actress take the red pill act like you're on the blue pill for that I'll award you a second star but baby why are you crying knowing fully well if the cards were reversed they'd do you worse? Your badge. On the table. Shame? You're feeling - shame??? Your badge. Right now. Time out think about what you've done. Time out right NOW. Think about your actions. Come back with a moving apology because what even is that??

Emotional dysregulation and audacity isn't thatbitching it's your sign to go to therapy. You're just a bully and I love bullying but in reverse- it's a sign of weakness if you can't make people willingly give you what you want. If you have to take it by force you're not all that now are you my little traumatized sweetie with mommy issues? Safa - Dubai bling? That's not being a bad bitch that's being a bully. Which is better than being a doormat obviously But badge. Right now. Go be secure in yourself so you stop forcing the people around you to reinforce your security and draining them go. Go to therapy. If you go off once every three seconds from a place of genuine triggering and not for fun because it's fun uhm yeah so you're just a bully and you will burn out and self isolate. Having a sharp tongue doesn't make you a bad bitch. It makes you easy to trigger and hence to control and hence a loser. Badge. Time out. Go to therapy while at it.

If you feel the need to be seen 24/7. If you feel the need to reinforce your position, you're human. It's normal. In this corner we validate not gaslight. If you feel inadequate when you don't get it, that's also human. Attention seeking is human. We start doing it as children when we cry for the sake of it. It's human. If you feel like you will die if you are not acknowledged. You're human. If you do things to be the center of attention. You're human. If you gaslight yourself out of any of these, if you bash yourself when you do this- badge. Badge on the table and go learn evolutionary psychology so you stop hating yourself for being a human being that acts like a human being. Bashing others okay. Yourself? Turning your violence within? Badge. Time out.

[pinkpalaceblogs]

Imma need yall to stfu ab this whole mallory chick and the triplets drama and stupid shit. Like actually get the fuck over it. And yall being mad at Matt bc he didnt properly “apologize”. Dont pmo. Who does he need to apologize to other than Nick?? Did he hit yall? Also another thing PLEASE DO NOT PMO ON THIS FINE ASS WEDNESDAY MORNING.

Matt has been very very very open and honest with us (as his FUCKING SUPPORTERS) ab his mental health. And yall sitting here calling him and abuser and saying he would abuse women bc he hit his own fucking brother is acrually quite literally inFUCKINGsane?!

And no before any of you come at me and say “awe ur divk riding.” Bitch i wish i was but thats not the point. The point is you guys are slowly but surely going to demolish, and i mean DEMOLISH this mans fucking mental health.

Its one thing to have an opinion about someone yes. But its also another thing when your sitting here and putting out a false image about someone. Also another thing. You all are so fucking excited that they said they wanna tour again.

If they do decide to tour I would 1000% go yes. But if the also decided they didnt want too I would not blame them in the slightest. I would not wanna waste my life traveling to meet the most ungrateful ass, toxic ass, crazy ass fans ever. And If i were Nick, Matt or Chris, deadass i would not wanna go if you were sitting here calking me/my brother a women abuser when HALF OF THE FUCKING FANDOM IS NOTHING BUT WOMEN?!?!?!

Idk if any of this makes sense. Idgaf if it does or doesnt. I needed to rant bc this is all the bs ive been seeing and hearing ab since ive been dying in my bed the past 7 FUCKING DAYS.

[us3rnam3-r3dact3d]

ok before I tweak out and forget how to words:

your writing of quinns character is phenomenal.

this is what I thought quinn was going to be like in the cannon. Give me someone who's absolutely bat shit CRAZY. someone that would warrant this level of fear and who could manage to keep pulling fast ones on tank, who we've all established to be pretty fucking strong. this quinn does his research and hits where it hurts, and he's not gonna keep sending lackeys to do everything for him THIS BITCH IS ON THE SCENE!!! IM SICK. AND THE FUCKING VIDEO??????????????? BAZ???????? IMGOING TO END UP ON THE NEWS IF YOU KEEP THIS UP. I'm not the biggest fan of angst, but even the cannon quinn was too soft for me. i thought he was going to be wayyyy more involved and psycho than just seeing the damage second hand, BUT THE STORY ISNT OVER!!! i trust erik has something devious planned and if he doesn't,,,,, we know we can count on u to fix that

I trust that u, have something even MORE devious planned. I'm scared pls don't hurt me,,,, I would say bc im in your walls but that just seems like bad taste after reading this

TANKFIGHTSCENETANKFIGHTSCENETANKFIGHTSCENE AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

u thought i was done? no I yap

I lob fight scenes sm but it reveals sm about characters, tank knows they're tough shit and their endurance sometimes trumps their strength. even as wounded as they were, they still managed to take down a grown ass man mostly through spite, but that need to win or that need to be in control of the fight was strong enough to make them keep going. tank was in hella abusive relationship w quinn (surprise surprise), he clearly had huge control over them - so instead of having the emotional advantage (being able to manipulate, gaslight, gatekeep, girlboss), they got left the physical one. theyre so used to just tough it out that it became the main way they handle everything. IM STILL SICK SOMEONE HELP MY BABY.

and them subconsciously running towards the 10-19 while they were trying to hide or escape or WTV THE FUCK DARLIN YOU DUMB FUCK YOU JUST CONFIRMED THAT THIS PLACE IS A SAFE SPACE FOR U AND YOURE TRYING TO RUN AWAY?????? please please pleeeeaaaassseeeeee talk to david holy shit I'm going crazy

and them only giving out when david grabs them... I'm not even gonna say a damn thing.....it's all right there,,,,,,, what do you want from me

it's 9am what a lovely way to start my day 😙😙

-🦀

CRAB ANON MY FRIEND!!!!!!

I’m so glad you liked this chapter. I was thinking about you when I was posting btw, wondering how you’d like this one. There are a handful of more batshit crazy chapters coming up and I can’t wait to hear your thoughts.

My drive in a lot of my long form fanfics is to amend or at least tailor aspects of canon to my taste. Quinn was an asshole in canon for sure. A literal murderer. And I think we’ll get a further look at that before his time is through, but what I really wanted was a Fight to subdue him in the first place, a struggle to get him out of Darlin’s life. It felt… too easy. And maybe that’s a red herring in canon, but I figured, my story, I’m making him as horrific as he was talked up to be in canon.

You are very correct, Carb Anon. I do have something more devious in store. And nobody- NOBODY is safe.

I’m glad you enjoyed the fight scene!! Honestly I have a hard time writing action in the particular prose that I tend to use in narrative stories, so I tend to use them as vehicles for character exploration. I try to stray away from telegraphing each individual blow and more towards creating a particular ~vibe~ to communicate what I wanted to. If I’m not using the fight scene to achieve a secondary, character purpose, then I’m not putting it in there. I don’t know how many of my readers have been involved in a good old fashioned fist fight, but I think this style of writing them is useful to communicate how they can feel. They’re often very fast, only a few seconds, and a flurry of punches and kicks and yells. It hardly ever has the sort of organization and strategizing that we see in fictional fights. Darlin’ doesn’t fight like an action hero. They fight like an animal trying to survive, and I hope that their narrative through the fight communicated that.

And oh yeah, the relationship with Quinn was very very abusive, although they don’t now and maybe never will see it exactly that way. Darlin’ has a hard time seeing themself as a victim, not because of any pride or anything but because they have a hard time accepting that they can be victimized and not the perpetrator, or at least responsible for the abuse they suffer in some way. So Quinn goes from a sadistic abuser to an “asshole who, yeah, hit them sometimes and burned them and cut them and scarred them, but they gave as good as they got and they probably deserved all that anyway, and what unlucky bastard would ever treat them any better than that?” And he’s still got his roots in them. I think, genuinely, that they still love him in a way. They have a big heart, no matter what they try to portray, and they can’t just turn it off.

And YEAH even if their brain can’t process that they’re safe there, the soft animal of their body does know it, in a deep, subconscious way. And their body also knows that David is safe, safer than most people, safer than they are with themself. They’re running on fumes after the fight and when they reach David their body just goes “oh he’s here? Great. ✌️”

Anyway, can’t wait to deal with the aftermath in the next chapter. Hopefully we’ll have another update soon!! Thanks so much for reading and sending these asks in buddy, they seriously make my day.

[ch3rr13zk1n]

Alright its introduction time

Im CHERRIEZKIN! PHILIPINES RGAHHHHHHHHHH ‼️‼️‼️🗣🗣🗣🔥🔥🔥

Why the fuck am i so currently fixated on regretevator

I like memes and things i enjoy, like art! Also if you catch me being an awful person PLEASE tell me.

I tend to also get sorta uncomfortable with people being confused by my stuff or someone seemingly not in the same fandoms as me liking my fandom content as it sorta makes my brain explode and PANIK!!! Not like you can't enjoy my stuff when you don't know shit about the stuff i like but it sorta makes me think some random person just came across my stuff out of nowhere

And i occasionally make weird jokes about fictional characters (sorry about that I'm possibly hypersexual.) but i don't wanna see NSFW TOO often so purely NSFW accounts.... don't even like a single post of mine at all plz :3 (unless you make NSFW of characters i like like..... Heheh. Not really but really)

Also I'm a minor!!!!!!! Never forget that! (Or do if you make Wallter ns- IM JOKING IM JOKINF I DON'T MEAN THAT)

Sorry about the suggestive and NSFW jokes i have no idea why but sometimes i just have the urge to say that publicly on the internet. Maybe that furry fetish game i found when i was nine really did fuck me up badly. Also i password locked cherrysimpingtime for the sanity of the Regretevator fans. D:

Anyways i got like.. 2763 interests like Solarballs, Shovelwares brain game, Captain underpants, The youtube shorts arg, Vocaloid (Ish), Undertale , SMG4, DHMIS, Alphabet lore, OMORI, Bugbo, The amazing digital circus, Pretty blood, Art, BFDI, Object shows in general, REGRETEVATOR, Tally hall (ish), Vs Bob and etc (The ones highlighted in green are the ones that are fixations as of the time of editing this and the ones in purple are dying/dead interests or got pushed aside by the others. The amount of purple is crazy)

though i post about some fandoms more than others but it doesn't mean i don't like/don't know any fandom on this list that isn't mainly being posted about here

its just that i draw Wallter from REGRETEVATOR pregnant instead of talking about how Rinny from Pretty Blood is a fucking bitch because my fixations are in a constant war

i also have a Tiktok and a mostly abandoned Youtube account (don't look at certain posts on my tiktok you'll go blind)

Also this account is mostly full of shitposts, Memes, Reblogs and doodles so good luck finding high quality art here!! I don't put my own tags a majority of the time and don't even tag some of my posts with the art tag since I'm insecure and stuff. I do create a bunch of dumb shit like Wood Noise~ Bark Bark Dog Mannequins so maybe you can check stuff like that out if you like my shitposts.

Also Wallter is my favorite character and my heart cannot be put on a leash so i have a crush(?) on that gayass (whoops)

Though the crush part is debatable as i still question if i really do feel romantic attraction.

I'm also a bit of a shipper and i ship SnowBoots, Glecctor, Wallmark, Walljim/Jimwall, SlimJim and etc. If you are uncomfy with any of the ships listed or literally want shippers to get the fuck off your page then block me or tell to to leave your page

Also sometimes i don't read people's pinned posts and generally just reblog because that's sorta like a secondary more useful like button to me (this has resulted in BAD consequences..)

i also had a bit of a tier list showing my opinions on the regret characters but that's kinda outdated and may not be fully reliable on my actual opinions on those characters however you should know that Wallter is.. According to my moots and other people... My comfort character, My favorite character and my "fictional crush" currently. He sorta means a bunch to me rn so don't potray them as an abuser or rapist.. Please. If you violate these boundaries then i may not hesitate to block you.

Actually.. Not just Wallter. ANY of my favorite characters.. Or maybe just any character in general unless its canon or smth and NOT romanticized. However i may not be able to tell which one is spreading awareness, a vent or just literal fetish/kink shit.

But i am more forgiving towards vents and spreading awareness now (don't ask why i dunno I'm sorry)

anyways that's all you need to know i guess! uhh have a weird image and stan Wallter on my page! (Not forcing dw)

glevil x mannequin mark shippers dni.

[m00nz-writes]

just a lil rant but...

i hate booktok. they have made their entire personality reading shit awful slop that glamourizes and sexualizes abuse, rape, and so much other fucking awful shit. every time i meet someone and they tell me that they like booktok, it's an immediate turn off.

like sure, you could be talking about the very FEW actually good booktok people who talk about actually good books, but most of the time it's "colleen hoover" this and "colleen hoover" that. i don't care about that woman, because she writes terrible stories (and i know i'm no wonderful author) that loves to make boring one-note characters and glamourizes the idea of rape and abuse. not to mention she has defended her fucking disgusting rapist son like???? no ma'am. he's a fucking monster.

i've also been seeing those booktok girlies ranting about how they just skip whole paragraphs??? like don't read a book then, you dingo. if you only wanna read poorly written (pot calling kettle black, i know) fetish content, then just read that. they get angry because the words take up the page, like yeah. that's a book. this is exactly why i never share my book recommendations because these people just love being so insane about actually well written books and claim it's "bad writing" then they go and love on zodiac academy????? like what the actual fuck, babes?? it's giving insanity.

i usually don't like being a bitch about this type of stuff, i'm just sick and tired of volatile air that booktok has had for... since fucking forever. it gives off the air of those girls who peaked in high school and used to bully others for reading, but now that it's cool it's all the talk about and do... but they only want smut. and that's perfectly fine! look, i may hate colleen hoover and the insane lore that fucking surrounds her, but i do understand that her books do have a market and that's why they're popular. but if you're not even WILLING to give a book that has interesting characters, good dialogue, excellent storytelling, etc. etc., then don't even bother. because i'm tired of seeing these women ranting about how it's all "terrible writing" and "too wordy" when it's literally just a fucking paragraph... like that's what a book is, baby. it's not anything crazy or special.

i'd prefer if people read because they actually wanted to read, not because they feel like they "have to" or because of the "aesthetic" of it. is it seriously so fucking hard to just enjoy books and not be absolutely unhinged because you dislike how the book is actually a book? and can we PLEASE stop normalizing fetishizing abuse and rape?

[aajjks]

just wait til hers & his parents finds out 🫢

mommy issues!JK

koo bear i’m sorry

you can come back

i’m sorry 😰

please forgive me

jungkook answer your phone

ANSWER YOUR FUCKING PHONE!!

i’m sorry baby. please forgive me

PLEASEEEE

JUNGKOOOOK PLEASEEE

i’m literally going to kill myself if you don’t respond and it’ll be your fault

jungkook i love you

i love you so much

please text back?

i need you

i miss you

i love you

i love you

i love you

i love you

i really love you

i really really love you

like a lot

i love you a lot

20+ missed calls from the bitch

“hahaha, you’re so silly jungkook” you say as you take another bite of your cheese pizza. distance? jungkook doesn’t know what that is because anytime you scoot over, he pulls you right back. he’s basically on top of you but you don’t mind. you actually find it cute and you’ve gotten used to his touches.

every now and then he’ll caress or kiss the palm of your hand, place his hand on your thigh, or wrap his arm around you. and he loves to listen to you talk. he could listen to you for HOURS; constantly watching your glossy lips ramble about your inner thoughts or bite them whenever you get nervous and bashful.

“So yn… what would you like to do? You can see I’m all yours for a few days until I find a new job”

“me too” you pout. “umm…i’m actually not sure. we can go to the outlets in seoul. i need to buy an outfit for alina’s baby shower!”

you mentally face palm yourself. you probably sound like a gold digger to jungkook, so you quickly try to come up with another plan but it’s too late. if it’s shopping you want then he’ll go shopping with you. maybe it’s corny, but jungkook wants to buy matching shirts or wear shirts that says “her boyfriend”/“his girlfriend.”

from eunwoo

picked up seol from his sitter so we got him

you know what that means 😏👉🏻👌🏻✌🏻👅💦

“well what do you want to do, jungkook? my ideas are pretty boring”

~🫧

“Come yn let’s go- let’s shop!” Jungkook takes your hand after paying the bill, and he’s practically running with you out of the restaurant because he’s so excited. It’s been so long since he he’s been a relationship where he’s been happy and…

this is his third relationship because his first girlfriend was Nara… and we all know how abusive she was doing the course of the relationship.

You are Like a breath of fresh air, sometimes he wonders that if he makes you just as happy as you make him.

He’s now making sure that you sit comfortably in his car, in the front seat. It’s so exciting and it’s so intimate.

“so what’s your favorite color? I think we should get matching clothes!!! for the baby shower of course!!!” Jungkook asks you as he begins to drive.

You both talk and talk and talk with his phone is still going off so he excuses himself to check it while driving, which is not something he’s doing because focusing on driving is really important.

You begin to look concerned because his phone is ringing like crazy.

the bitch.

i’m literally going to kill myself if you don’t respond and it’ll be your fault

10+ texts

20+ missed calls

eunwoo:

picked up seol from his babysitter

you know what that means 😏👉🏻👌🏻✌🏻👅💦

Now if Nara wasn’t having a psychotic mental breakdown, Jungkook would laugh out loud at eunwoos message.

First the condom and now the emoji’s. It’s safe to see that his best friend is haunted.

But.. he can’t bring himself to smile because it’s been a while since she had a psychotic episode like this… but when he hears you call out his name, it’s like someone has stopped, choking him.

“Y-Yeah I’m so sorry. I’m fine. I just- nevermind!!! Yn you were telling me about your favorite color. Please tell me my favorite color is red purple and black you know… but you look sexy in any.” He winks, putting his phone on the dashboard so he can focus on driving and you, of course

Nara is not his burden.

••••

Mrs Jang is so concerned, she can hear the wailing coming out of Nara’s room and it’s concerning the old woman, it’s been hours.

Why is she crying? “Nara… my sweetheart what’s wrong?” The chaebol woman asks her but she gets no response except for screaming and glass breaking sounds.

“I WILL KILL MYSELF! HES MINE! MINE! EOMMA HE WAS ALWAYS MINE! I’m going to fucking stab myself!”

Her eyes widen in horror. “JANG NARA OPEN THE DOOR RIGHT NOW!”

[tinycurlyfry]

Character Opinion Bingo: Zoro and Law please :)

OHOHOHO GOING RIGHT FOR MY HEART I SEE~

Zoro:

Zoro was my favorite for a BIG portion of Pre-timeskip. There are so many layers to this simple man and I LOVE IT! He is the gayest man alive, he is so fiercely loyal of his crew- HIS FAMILY, he is Luffy's anchor, he is Luffy right hand arm man, his silly rabbit. He is so smart and an amazing strategist but is also so fucking dumb. Just the dumbest bitch. There is something WRONG with him and the way where he literally can't be normal when fighting another man and cannot keep himself from making some sort of batshit crazy or horny af sounding comment when facing off against an opponent. He somehow is both so honorable and some sort of freaky feral THING when he fights. He outwardly gives the lone-wolf vibes but he is so dedicated and constantly focused on his crew and what is the best course of action to keep them safe. Zoro is an AMAZING team player and leader and he puts Luffy and the crew above all else. He outright said Luffy was more important to him than his pride, his ambition, his own life. If this man beats himself up for not being strong enough one more time I'm going to sob and strangle him and sit his ass down before he trains himself into an early grave.

Law:

Listen. there is no question Trafalgar D Water Law, Dr Heart Stealer, Mr Surgeon of Death, THE Damsel of Dressrosa is my favorite. His backstory, his vibes, the cold front he puts up, his love for his crew and his family (both biological and found). His need for control because he's had so little of it in his life. He loves silly little guys but will take that to his grave before admitting it out loud. And he's a little silly himself! He's got the best sense of dry/morbid humor. He makes me so profoundly sad and happy and I am obsessed with literally everything about him. I am kissing him but like, in the way that I am giving him a forehead kiss and tucking him into bed because this guy is running on caffeine and like two hour naps AT MOST. He's someone who you really have to look at his actions more than his words, because he will push people away and get all huffy and angry but he is so kind. He is also, like Zoro, frustratingly self sacrificing. He is healing from trauma and abuse and is now finding out who he is and I'm so happy for him. If anything more bad happens happens to him I will not be okay. He means so much to me.

[anabell34bon3s]

left my abusive ass relationship, was raped by a friend, relapsed on self harm, started doing drugs every day again, got dropped by my therapist until i do an IOP because “i’m in need of more intense care”, but got into a healthier relationship except now he’s making me get clean after months of daily extreme usage or he’s leaving me, and just totaled my car—

all in the span of 3 months.

can someone just fucking kill me please

oh did i mention i work closely with my rapist’s friend even though i told her what he did to me and she’s still friends with him because she apparently doesn’t believe me?? so i have to be reminded 5 days a week that i was assaulted and this dumb bitch still talks to and is friends with my rapist ??

i mean anyone would be losing their mind right?? cause i’m losing my fucking mind

the withdrawals are gonna kill me, i’m sick of having a witness to my self harm (my boyfriend because obv he sees me naked) and having to feel guilty for cutting when i literally could not get enough of it because i love it, i mean im so far past sane it’s crazy

on top of that just fyi i’ve gained like 20 lbs since my lw. so pretty sure im gonna start starving again and doing a fuckton of cardio because im SICK of how ugly i look and im SICK of having NO CONTROL OVER WHAT I WANT TO DO OR WANT HAPPENING TO MY BODY

AHHHHHGH

[xorobyn]

Bitches’ stomachs look so nasty after pregnancy. Seeing that shit makes me fucking sick. I’ll literally gag. If bitches wanna ruin their bod ok… and I can’t say this to too many ppl bc bitches will get offended from hearing the truth but oh my god. It’s so disgusting. And pregnancy in general ruins your body. Idc what these pro woman activists say - it fucks ur body up.

A bitch like me could never

Never ever ever

I’ve been in shape my whole life

Been in the gym since 9th grade bc soccer and volleyball

Then continued in college

And now I’m in such good ass shape

My body type is perfect

Bitches PAY to look like me

And I’m in love with my body

Why tf would I throw all this away from some dumb ass kid

Let’s not forget my tits are perfect

And bitches pussy’s rip down to their ass hole…

When they push that mf out

So they just have one big hole

FUUUCCCCKKKKKK NO

Not about to have a stitched up ratchet ass pussy

Stretched out pussy and stomach????

I’m gooooooooooooooooooooooood on that

You got me fucked up

And a tummy tuck doesn’t help bc ur stomach still looks fucking gross

You will have a big ass scar

God

I’m investing in my body while I’m young bc as I get older I’m going to just keep getting sexier and being sexier than the old hags around me that let themselves go and they no longer have youth to rely on

This is a great example of how I’m a hating a hoe

And I rlly don’t care. Bitches are fucking stupid. Just shooting out kids bc it’s what they are told they should do. Yet have no fucking ambition. Can’t afford to live on their own… think a kid will make a mf stay. That’s so crazy to me - having a kid out of wedlock. At least my parents were married when they had me. It’s so trashy how ppl have a “baby daddy” and even have multiple. What the fuck???? Trashy ass hoes. And there’s so many bitches out here like that. I’m immediately already better. Having a mfs child with no ring is outrageous. Congratulations ur kid is a bastard😭😭😭 they are setting them up for failure from the jump.

Bitches are so fucking dense. Having kids but can’t even afford an apartment. Can’t even afford day care. Don’t even have a nice car. Just some fucking kids that are going to live in poverty when the baby daddy moves on as he will. If a man lets u have his kid and doesn’t marry u………… yeah bitch that’s all u need to know. That man doesn’t want u. And now he’s trapped. And u need to abort that fucking kid.

Shit just frustrates me so bad bc these kids don’t deserve to grow up in broken ass families. They don’t deserve to have men the bitch is currently fucking to come in and out their life. I would fucking never like huuuuhhhhhhh. They really just don’t care how pathetic they look.

And relying on someone else’s finances instead of your own is foolish. Congrats now that man has full control over ur life. And u know what? He probably fucking likes that. Bc males love to control bitches. And that’s only going to lead to more abuse. Next thing u know this male is beating u and guess what????? U can’t leave bc ur dumbass has no fucking career to support yourself. I mean goddamn. Why do ppl want a free hand out?? Whatever happened to ambition?? And being independent?

A bitch like me has ALWAYS EVEN SINCE I WAS A KID KNEW I was going to have MY OWN MONEY MY OWN MY OWN!!! My own fucking everything. I knew from the jump I wanted independence. And that’s why I started working at 15 so I could have my own money and not beg my mom. Financial freedom is true freedom. And that’s what I’ve been chasing my whole life. Living independently and free to do whatever I please. And make my life whatever I want it to be. I don’t have to fucking answer to anyone.

No one I know has the same deeply driven mentality as me. Bc I have shit to prove. But I also don’t. I have shit to prove to myself!! And I have shit to prove to the fucking statistics that said I wouldn’t be shit. I’ve been saying my whole life I will not be a statistic. I don’t have shit to prove to anyone in my life. Or anyone on earth. They can all suck my dick from behind. I’ll spit on you. I’m better than you can even comprehend. My existence is all the proof I need to show. Look at my life you. I did all this for myself and by myself. God there’s so many losers out here. Sooooooooooooo many. Sooooo many. And as I’ve gotten older it’s just like wowwww. Bc ppl don’t have as much youth to blame it on. Don’t get it twisted - it’s never too late to do shit w ur life. But I’m out here seeing ppl who don’t even care to figure something out. It blows my mind how ppl aren’t ambitious. I have to judge. It’s a character flaw. I’ve always been ambitious as fuck. And that’s always been the most attractive thing a person can be to me. I could sit here and teach a class on how to not be a bum and why not to be. And I’ll NEVER be caught dead marrying someone who ain’t got shit lmfaooooooooooo

Whoever I marry (if I’m unfortunate enough to get married) will make just as much if not more and be educated. That’s very rare. And I’m okay with being alone for the rest of my life before I settle. I’ve already had my life planned out being alone. I’ve never dreamed about getting married or having kids… I dreamed of going to college and getting a prestigious career and making some good ass money

And I just started crying bc I really did that. I really really did. And I’m so used to pushing myself and never stopping. It’s so easy to get lost in the game and not appreciate what I’ve done. And I’m so proud of myself. Proud isn’t even a good enough word. Im so in love with myself. I love myself so much. Never once did I doubt myself either. I just KNEW BC I KNOW MYSELF AND WHAT I STAND FOR AND WHAT IM CAPABLE OF!!!!!!!!

Ambition is my religion.

[deathcrushedcorpse]

just a reminder here that using “delusional” as an insult is not and never will be okay? lol? i can understand referring to someone as delusional if you’re trying to help or some shit, but it isn’t “reality checking” or “the truth” to solely refer to anyone who disagrees with you as “delusional freaks” or “delusional fucking lunatics”.

this is a very targeted post that the person will never see, but the fact that my abuser has moved on from referring to me as this publicly to minimize my truth when i spoke out against him, to now using this language to harm others is just. sitting very very poorly with me.

[itsmemaga0]

My MC oc Elias.

He got transported to the Devildom seconds before he almost crashed his car against a truck while drunk driving. So when he was greeted by Diavolo he thought "Either I'm dead or I got isekai'd".

He was still a bit drunk during his welcoming to the Devildom, so literally the next day when he wakes up in another bed, his first thought was "Shit" thinking he hooked up with someone while drunk.

Funny enough, the moment Mammon barged into his room to wake him up for school, he literally went "Hey, idk what happened yesterday but you are a hottie, we can repeat it anytime 😎👉👉". It took Mammon 5 whole minutes to realize what he meant, and had to spend the whole day convincing him they didn't hook up. "But, you are totally my type, are YOU SURE WE DIDN'T??"

The boy is a total chaos, he spend his second day doing crazy stuff and getting almost killed because "There is no way I'm still alive, this has to be some post-comma dream" with a big smile, while he is about to fall from 5 floors because he just doesn't care. Literally, Mammon had to fly and rescue him before the new exchange student killed himself in the most absurd way, which only made Elias more sure he HAD to be dead and this was all a dream.

Elias isn't by any means suicidal tho. He is just so convinced he can't be alive and he wont die twice that he is using that opportunity to get fucking wild!

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His legal name is Ezra, which means helper. He despises that name because his mother used to manipulate him with it. She would force him to stay by her side and "help her" because "he was BORN to do that". She would hurt him and abuse him every time he made mistakes, and excuse herself saying "she was ill and needed his help" When she finally died, he felt lost. Started to live recklessly in an attempt to recover the freedom he was taken from.

Thats why when he arrived at Devildom everyone was a bit confused, they didn't expect him. "Wasn't our student called Ezra?" and the picture they had of him was from this pristine boy with a frightened look and short combed hair, not a drunk hobo with long hair who looks like he hasn't used a hairbrush in years.

He lived in Florida before being transported to Devildom, a latino man, son of migrants and raised in a different country. He had troubles getting used to USA as a teen, and he sports an unmistakable Latin accent. Funny enough, when he is drunk he speaks in very coloquial Spanish, which made the demons even MORE confused "Didn't our student speak English? What the hell is he saying"

He is a bisexual poly-amorous man, and literally had to tell the demons "I'm in a relationship with y'all 7 or with none. And don't come saying its gross to share your lover with your «brother» you bitches are demons ffs"

Eventually they all accepted it.

Beel, Belphie and Asmo where the firsts to accept, as Beel didn't mind sharing, Belphie just didn't care and Asmo was pleased to finally have someone who understood him.

Satan had to research what it means to be in a poly relationship first, and eventually accepted it because he likes to be an open minded and also loves Elias so much.

Mammon and Lucifer reluctant at first.

Lucifer due to his pride, the idea of sharing was not his favorite and why would a mere human order him around, he is PRIDE anyone would fall over him. But because Elias didn't budge and even started to ignore him, he couldn't resist and gave up.

Mammon wasn't comfortable with the idea. He is greedy, he wants Elias to himself only, and sharing with his dumb brothers angered him. However, he couldn't help it. It was Elias or nothing. Elias has to constantly reassure Mammon he loves him a lot and won't ever leave him.

And Lucifer eventually started to enjoy the idea of sharing, since that meant his family wont ever split apart

Levi however... Oof

He had a really hard time accepting it. He thought it was a way to rejected him without hurting his feelings. It took a WHILE for him to understand Elias loved him as much as he loved the others, and had to almost beg him for him to be together. Also has to reassure Levi he wont leave him and he loves him a lot, but his jealousy will still win at times.

His first love was Satan, then Asmo and then Mammon. He had a harder time getting to know Belphie and Levi, but eventually they grew fond of eachother. Despite being in a relationship with all, some of his relations with some of the brothers fall more into the platonic side.

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Other trivia about him:

He likes to prank and sass the brothers, even since the first day despite the amount of threats he received. He would just dare them to hurt him.

Somehow when he got killed by Belphie he got surprise, he wasn't really expecting to actually die.

Yet he didn't learn ofc.

He loves candies and sweets, and has an incredible stomach to gulf as many sweets without getting heartburn.

He has an thin body, and its very tall, not very athletic with some muscle and fat in the right places. You could describe his body as twink-ish

He is taller than Mammon, Belphie, Asmo and the same height of Levi, smaller than Satan, Beel and Lucifer.

Sometimes he cross dresses, wears makeup and accessories that would be typically feminine, he doesn't care and just likes to look good.

Also likes to wear revealing clothes or outfits more punk

He is a fan of glam metal

Probably has done drugs before

Also went to jail for fighting in bars while drunk

Boy is a mess, and his trip to the devildom kinda put him into place

Actually a virgin, knows too much hasn't had any true meaningful relationships or sex before

Hates reading but somehow manages to endure it for Satan.

Hates rainy days, he has the belief that rainy days bring bad luck and misery.

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((I'm accepting headcanon prompt requests!))

[13tinysocks]

Something about there not being enough "Killer Y/N" in creepypasta fanfictions annoys me. Like it's almost always Y/N being the one to take care of the Creepypasta. And normally, I don't have issues with that, I love those wholesome types of relationships despite it being with murderers. It's a nice contrast. But the problem is that it's usually so unbalanced, like Y/N is doing all of the work meanwhile the Creepypasta treats them like shit. Going through so much angst drama that makes me roll my eyes instead of being invested in the story. Not to mention that Y/N can be written to be so annoying. Like wtf is up with that? I want to read a fanfic where Y/N is a killer that looks intimidating (and can kill you) but is also a softie. And where the Proxy/Creepypasta is the human who looks normal but is absolutely feral and capable of worse.

I just like the idea of Y/N being this super scary killer, and then standing behind Toby , shyly asking the waiter for no pickles.

Toby, a human who you can probably snap like a twig: Uhm EXCUSE ME, they asked for no pickles >:(= Y/N, a proxy who is capable of gory murderous actions, but is hiding behind Toby: 🥰

I hope all of this makes sense, this is just a thought that's been annoying me >:/

Personally I can't stand shy characters in any sort of media. When people write cpp x readers, typically younger writers but I've seen ppl older than me do this as well- they tend to shove all the bad stereotypes on shyness onto yn then crank em to 11. Where are the yn's that eat people? Where are the Hannibal kinnie batshit bonkers yn's? WHERE ARE THE JENNIFER CHECK KINNIE YN'S? PLEASE.

I know why this happens. It's people thinking shy = submissive and many ppl in this fandom are into that sorta thing but they tend to get a little carried away. You can be either of those things without being a cardboard character. You can be shy and still cap people. You can be shy and still strong as shit and fully capable of fending off that smelly fuck who keeps climbing in your window.

On the flip side, people who try to write a "badass" yn typically end up writing yn exactly how men write women in b-movies. Like the hot girl who hangs with guys and fixes car and has two brothers but has no visible muscle or actual grit type beat. It tends to be frustratingly shallow. I want yn's who commit acts of senseless violence because it makes them feel better about themselves because they're terrible people❤️ Just love me a yn who goes through evil character development completely. They don't just kill because Slenderman wants them to but because they need to in order to keep themselves propped up psychologically.

Also? We just need more mean grouchy fuck yn's. I want a bitch in stained clothes to call someone dumb cunt then kill em. (Can u tell I fucking love insane women?)

Now I get taking a more "realistic" approach to a yn. It's what we did with thio yn, normal and on the reserved side. But she also fights back, feels and expressed her anger, and comes out of her shell. Serial killers are scary people to be around. I get writing them as scared. Personally I enjoy writing a more fearful dynamic but this is because I like to use that further down the line in my yn's arc- to exemplify their masochism. I think it's an interesting concept to explore- how a normal person would get with someone so evil.

And can we as a fandom stop writing the weird shit where the pasta is abusive in every single way to yn and they're just like cool with it. I could literally list all the fics I see do this it makes me crazy. Where is the nuance bestie? Toxic relationships can be an interesting thing to write but hey guys maybe not uhhhhhh rape? Then yn's like omg 😳 so dominant omg I'll learn 2 love him. Bitch I'm gonna get you.

[satoriberry]

I love the baker s/o it’s SO CUTE!! Could you please continue it with Akaashi, Oikawa, kei and osamu pleeaasssee🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

‣ Currently growing: What they'd be like if they had an S/O that's gifted in baking!

‣ Pairings: Akaashi Keiji + Oikawa Tooru + Tsukishima Kei + Miya Osamu × GN!Reader

‣ Watch out for: Me calling Oikawa the reader's whore, nothing more. Happy reading! (〃^∇^)ﾉ

‣ Berry's note: nah cuz YALL ATE THAT FIRST ONE UP??? HELP?? ok but im actually so happy shsksjd i just dont know how to react cause this is the first time something like this happens :]

Part one! ( ๑>ᴗ<๑ ) Part three! ( ๑>ᴗ<๑ )

• Akaashi Keiji:

- One word comes to his mind. Cute. Literally his first thought.

- He seriously thinks you with an apron, oven mitts, flour all over your hands and a messy kitchen surrounding you is the most adorable sight ever and no one has the right to disagree.

- He doesn't do much himself, he prefers to observe you do your magic. BUUTTT he will assist! ( `･ω･ ´)

- You want more flour? Measured and ready. You need more sugar? Getting it right away. Your hands are too busy and you can't reach that jar of jam? He's getting it for you.

- He doesn't say it but his favourite thing to do is to sit down on the floor and watch cakes rise. Only cakes though, bread is overrated (/j). Yes, you've walked in on him multiple times, ass on the floor and eyes glued to the oven (isnt it canon that he does weird stuff sometimes???)

- I like to think that Akaashi is a major book enthusiast (in highschool) so he likes to get you really cute dessert books! He gets so happy when you make him something using a recipe from that cookbook.

- Omg pack it in a lil box and give it to him, do it DO IT. he doesn't laugh a lot but he'll let out a really subtle giggle after you hand it to him. doesn't matter if it's a confectionary he likes or not, he doesn't want his sweetheart to feel awkward about gifting him something.

- Don't let him try baking, for his mental state, please don't. He'll overthink each step so easily that when something ACTUALLY goes wrong, he'll feel so guilty because he messed up something his lovely partner could do so easily and- yeah <3

- We all know he fiddles with his fingers a lot, and it's because of his nervousness right? And him being nervous means he has a lot of pent up anxiety throughout the day, right? Imagine him releasing all these negative emotions somehow....and by somehow I mean abusing some bread dough.

- LISTEN IT'S SO FUNNY?? If you're in the school's baking club, he'll walk up to you, hands neatly behind his back and he'll just say, "Hello Y/N-san, can I have some bread dough? <3". "B-bread dough?". "Yeah."

- 5 minutes later, he's kneading that bitch like his life depends on it. Smacking it against the counter top, punching it, borderline assaulting it. You're just standing there like, "Keiji, I love you, but what the fuck?" and he'll simply answer, "Life is so stressful. Advanced classes are turning diffcult, I lost my black pen this noon, Bokuto-san has been sulking the entire day, my mom said sh- Oh yes my love? <3"

- It's his therapy so DON'T FORGET TO HAVE SOME BREAD DOUGH READY!! Then you bake it and eat it with him (nom nom)

- He loves that you have such a nice hobby, he's like your little cheerleader.

• Oikawa Tooru:

- He's your whore.

- JKJK. However, he'll go coocoo crazy if he finds out that his S/O is at good at baking, he thinks baking is so complicated. Won't shut up about it for the rest of day, after that, he calms down.

- He's always asking you when's the next time you're making something, because if you aren't, he'll show you his pinterest board with cute animal shaped bread. It's almost as if he's been waiting to show it to someone...

- I feel like he can bake a few things only. Each is very specific: fruit cake (that absolutely disgusting, atrocious cake with dried fruits inside), lava cake, banana bread and pound cake. Anything other than these 4, he can't even imagine doing.

- If you're a part of the school cooking/baking club, he'll visit you everyday. Sits on the countertop (much to your dislike) and just watches you be in the zone. Will drop a few "Woahhhhh"'s and "WOWWWW"'s if you do something cool (just pull out a stand mixer and he'll be like "Technology!🤖✊🤘")

- If you ask him to join....he'll be so happy. Like, seriously. He'd think you're joking but when you hand him an apron and ask him to work with you, he'll feel so special, especially if you guide him and show him some techniques.

- If you work at a bakery or something, will try his best to visit you at every shift. Also pretends he doesn't know you and now your coworkers think this really hot guy is hitting on their junior baker 💔

- If you make him milkbread....makes out with you-

- Nahh, (ahaha unless???) but he WILL show you off (and the bread 🙄). Goes into the 3rd years group chat (convince me they dont have a group chat titled something like "we [dont] get bitches everyday 💪😈" LMFAIOAOAI) and sends a photo of him engulfing you in a hug with some bread in his mouth and hand. His friends were terrorized by him after that.

• Tsukishima Kei:

- Tsukishima doesn't like to make a big deal out of things, so I don't think he'll care THAT much.

- I feel like his owk teammates would be more invested in your baking skills than he is. Like, if the other 1st years see you making something in the club room, they'll gather around you and watch you like little kids (kageyama will lose his shit if you whip some egg whites, he thinks its some kind of sorcery)

- He doesn't really care until Nishinoya and Tanaka decide to spend the afternoon break watching you make some cookies. He saw you 3 through the door's tiny window, chatting loudly.

- He felt a pang of jealousy in his chest, but he didn't admit it to you nor himself. He slowly walked into the room with his hands folded, the two boys not seeing him behind them. You noticed him first though.

-You were really happy to see him since he never visited, so after quickly rinsing your hands, you pulled him into a tight hug. He didn't even need to glare for Nishinoya and Tanaka to get the memo, they excused themselves and hurried out the room (laughing like lil bitches).

- You asked him what brought him here all of a sudden to which he answered (he's lying), "I got this feeling you were going to mess up something. I don't want to eat cookies that have sugar instead of salt."

- You looked at him, confused, which in turn made him raise his eyebrows. "So if I'm not wrong, you came here to help me? And you also want me to give you some of the cookies?" You stared at him, an amused expression on your face.

- Immediately regrets his shitry lie but he will stay with you for the rest of your break. Slight to 0 chances of him helping, will watch you struggle if something goes wrong 😈.

- HIS MOM LOVESSS YOU!! Everytime you come over, she steals you and you two spend your time together by making a fuck ton of baked desserts. Will talk about Kei as a child.

- "When he was 7, he used to think the word 'mop' was an insult so he would always use it on Akiteru if he gets mad and it was so ador- Y/N honey, that's the self rising flour, the recipe calls for fluid flour <3". Bonding hours lololol

- After a while though, your hobby begins to grow on him and he finds a good way to share it with you....by explaining the chemistry behind baking.

- You're making meringue? He explains why it goes from egg whites to floofy stuff. You're kneading dough? He'll explain why you KNEAD to knead it (ahaha pls laugh). He actually enjoys researching this stuff, and he gets kinda eager to talk to you about it.

- (Courtesy of it being his birthday 2 days ago) If you make him strawberry shortcake...he'll smile. Yeah, he'll give you a legitimately content smile and stare at you with the most loving look. It's kind of concerning ngl...will take a bite of the cake and kiss you so you taste it yourself-

• Miya Osamu:

- POWER COUPLE.

- It's fucking canon he's a bitch for food and cooking. So imagine how giddy he'll be if his amazing, hot and beautiful S/O is like, a god at baking? Or just bakes in general???

- That's definitely the thing you two bond over. Anything that has to do with food, he likes.

- I imagine you two meeting each for the first time because of your baking. So what if one day he saw you showing your newest test trial to your friends? You packed some Palmier cookies for them to try and evaluate, which caught his attention from afar.

- He'll walk through the classroom door and hover over your shoulder like, "Oh em gee what's that?". People assume he's the more shy, timid twin, which isn't completely true. He's just as dumb reckless as Atsumu, only better at hiding it.

- He'll flutter his lashes and try to smooth talk his way into some cookies, which wasn't necessary since there was more than enough for you, your friends + Osamu.

- The lil smile he gave at your agreement was so wholesome <33. He proceeded to take a cookie, stare at it for a few milliseconds and just chomp it. He then took another one. Then another one. Then almost a 4th one before your friend pushed him to save the rest for you.

- He did not hesitate to show just how much he loved these "fancy heart sugar biscuit thingies" were. Was maybe a bit too loud but you still appreciated his kin words.

- Even when you two get together, he'll be just as enthusiastic when you bake something. Maybe ever more since you're together, so he has "aggressive affection" privileges.

- WILL BE SO HAPPY HE HAS SOMEONE TO SHARE HIS CULINARY PASSION WITH!! Seriously, he's so excited whenever you have him with you in the club room. He feels like your trusted assistant.

- If he ever sees something online that he thinks you'd like, he'll bookmark it for later‼

- Buys you cute kitchen tools and items. Matching aprons, CUTE WHISKS!! (tiny whisks are so fucking cute), a bear honey jar. Anything to make the experience more fun :]

- If you work at a patisserie shop, he'll think you're so awesome?? Like, his S/O is so good at baking??? that they work??? at a patisserie shop??? and people buy and love their baking??? How???

- Thinks you look hot while baking. Not even in a sexual way, more of a "admiring the love of my life" way. Like, the way you know what you're supposed to do, how to do it and when to do it is so interesting to him. And you having a genius for doing it is so attractive to him. He likes smart people <33

- Brags about you all the time, unapologetically. Will brag about you to Atsumu, to Kita, to Aran, to Suna, to the lady that works at the local market, to a random classmate. Will also take any chance to mention how you two are culinary geniuses. He thinks it's cool how he's like the chef and you're the baker <3.

- Moral of the story: you're good at baking? Osamu is a fucking simp for you. No room for discussion.

‣ Berry's after-writing note: WHY DID IT TWKE SO LONG RO FINISH BROOO??? HSKSH anyways, thank you so much for requesting, lovely anon!!! and thank you to anyone who enjoyed part one, yall are so sweet <3333

[nightowlfandom]

Yandere! Hawks (Keigo Takami) - Scratches and Bruises

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Alright I’ll do it...I’LL WRITE HAWKS SMUT....but I won’t like it.

Okay people so This is gonna have talks of death, abuse, yandere shit.

Leggo!

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“What’s a pretty girl like you do sad for?”

You looked up from your phone to find a man practically leaning over the restaurant table. You could smell the alcohol from miles away and the way he was moving wasn’t helping his case either. You were instantly put off by him. Correction: You were disgusted by him.

“What’s a ugly man like you so bold for?” you smiled sweetly as the venom dripped off your words. “I’m really not interested.” you looked back down at your phone. You were just about to get a new high score on your favorite phone game and this asshole was ruining your chances. Your character almost died twice since he began bothering you. It was really starting to get on your nerves. If you didn’t unlock that new skin, you might kill someone.

“Oh come on.” he slurred. “Can a guy just compliment such a pretty lady?”

“Not when he looks like fucking Voldemort.” you replied just as quickly as he ended his sentence. “You’re kind of bothering me right now.” you pressed pause on your game and looked up again. “I’ll ask again. What do you want, seriously?”

Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed a guy at one of the booths, staring over at you. It didn’t feel creepy, but it was enough to capture your attention. 

“I wanted to-”

“What do you want?” you cut him off again. “We’re wasting time here.” you threw your phone on the table. “Save me the headache and save your ego...” you crossed your arms. you faked a smile. “Goodbye.”

“You bit-”

“Is there a problem?” 

A new person walked up to you two. The same guy who you had noticed before stopped in front of your table. He had sandy brown hair, and very sharp looking eyes. You swore you’ve seen him somewhere. You weren’t too sure.

“Nothing buddy, just about to show this bitch who she’s talking to-”

You crossed your arms and shifted around in your seat. “I mean I don’t need to be shown anything.” you shrugged.

“Oh are you?” he laughed. “Well I hate to break it to you but I’ll have to intervene” the stranger laughed out loud. 

“What do you mean-”

The drunk was instantly floored as this stranger grabbed his by the neck and slammed his face against the table not even an inch away from your phone. The drunk landed on the floor with a thud, moaning in pain. You weren’t even sure if he was registering the pain he was in or the fact that he had gotten his ass handed to him in the first place. All that you knew was that he was being peeled off the floor and escorted (more like thrown out.).

“You’re welcome, lady.” the guy didn’t take another look at you before be took a step forward. 

“I didn’t need your help.” you snatched your phone off the desk. “I can take care of myself.” you rolled your eyes. “And I wasn’t gonna thank you, either.” you stood up. “I’m definitely not going to now.”

The man slowly turned around, revealing his face clearly. “Oh really?” 

He was attractive, no doubt about it. His tight black muscle tee with baggy jeans and boots...damn he was a looker. Yet you weren’t like most MC’s...it would take a bit more than that for him to have any impact on you.

“Really.” you repeated. You put a hand on your hip. “Now if you’ll excuse me...I’m off to find another table to sit at.”

The man who ‘saved’ you didn’t take his eyes off you all night. Even when your friends came and joined you. 

“Hey Y/N, is that Keigo Takami looking at you?”

“I think it is!” another friend piped.

“Who?” you stared at her as you lowered your drink. “Who is Keigo Takami?”

“Y’know...Hawks.” she whispered. “I heard they call him that when he served time...” 

“He’s a literally crazy person. He’s an absolute menace! He’s a former hero...”

“Can imagine why...he beat the shit out of this guy who tried to hit on me.”

“Him?! I haven’t heard of him ever doing that for anyone before.” your other friend widened her eyes. “Y/N, I’ve heard of his past relationships...they didn’t end well. They all ended up missing...or in therapy.”

“I can take care of myself.” you shrugged. “I’m sure whatever Hawks has for me, I can take.”

“Don’t say that so freely, Girl. I heard he has a lot of screws loose.” your friend put a hand on your shoulder. “Like a lot.”

“Well whatever Mr. Man has in store for me, I’ll be prepared. It can’t be that bad, right?” your confidence dispersed a little bit. You looked behind you back at Keigo who had been cracking open a can of beer. He looked a little to interested in his own world to see you staring. 

“Y/N...Y/N!” your friend snapped her fingers in your face. “You okay?”

“Y-yeah!” You focused back on your friends, feeling your emotions sort of switch. 

From the corner of the room, Keigo’s eyes followed you. He took his bottom lip between his teeth as he studied you. Never in his life had he ever seen a girl like you before. He had never been so...fascinated either. Something inside him snapped, he had to get to know you.

He had to.

...

“Is there a reason  you’re following me?”

On a trip to the supermarket, you couldn’t help but voice your opinions. Keigo was hiding in behind a display of cans whilst you stared at the cheese. Hmmm Cheddar or American? Maybe Havarti! Hmm Pepperjack? Why were there too many types of cheeses?! Too many options!

“You have a very keen eye.” he revealed himself. “I like that.” he began walking along side down down the aisle. “Try this one, it’s the best on burgers.” he grabbed a package of Pepperjack cheese and tossed it in the cart.

“I’m just very aware.” you replied boredly. “It comes with the territory.” you opted to ignore him trying to shop for you. 

“Of being a hero?” 

His words made you freeze. You hadn’t been a hero in years, let along thought about it. It had been so long...

“I hung up my cape years ago.” you rebutted. Your tried to keep your voice steady, but he could tell his words affected you. It made you wonder how he even knew that.

“I can say the same.” he winked. “Only I traded the cape for...other things.”

“I can tell...Hawks.” you grumbled in reply. “That’s what they used to call you right?”

Keigo knew you were challenging him. Part of him was angry, others not so much. He was interested to say the least. No one dared call him that anymore. Hell, no one lived long enough to even finish such a sentence. What made you so different? You had guts...he liked that.

“Yeah...that part of my life is over now.” he began following you down the aisle. “What about you? Why’d you give up hero work?”

“That’s not something I want to discuss with a stranger in the middle of the store.” 

“I get it...how’s 7:00 sound?”

“Pardon me?” You and your cart skid to a stop. “What did you just say to me?”

“I’ll meet you at the bar we met around 7! Don’t be late, and tell the bartender Takami Keigo is gonna be waitin’ for ya.” he winked. “Don’t leave me waiting princess...”

“I don’t even know you!” you were taken aback. “You don’t even know my name...”

Keigo’s face twisted into a smirk. He took a step towards you. You flattened yourself against the aisle wall as he trapped you against the cereal. “So tell me...What’s your name?”

“Huh?!”

“For a hero...you’re pretty dense.” he chuckled, nearing his face closer. “I asked your name, Hun.” he winked. “Won’t you tell me?”

“Y/N.” you replied breathlessly. “My name is Y/N.” Why did you tell him that, you had no clue. Idiot!

“Okay then Y/N.” he neared his face towards yours. “7:00 tonight...okay?”

“Uh huh.” you nodded. 

“Wonderful, I’ll see you tonight, princess.”

... 

You sat at the bar stool, spinning around lazily. You called all of your friends, your parents, hell even your grandparents. You didn’t tell them the details, but you told them if you didn’t message them back by 9:00 AM the next morning, call you just in case.

“What can I get you?” the barkeep walked up, wearing a kind smile on his face. You suddenly remembered that Keigo had told you, and you didn’t trust it one bit. “Can I get a water please?” 

“Coming right up, young lady.” the older man kindly looked at you. “Anything for the former Number 1 hero!”

You giggled bashfully. “Please, that was years ago.” you shook your head. “I appreciate it though.” you smiled. Hero work, the bane of your existence. Your past buddies and partners had all begged you not to leave, but with the amount of scars and suffering you endured, you had no choice.

You wouldn’t put yourself through that again, not for anyone. 

“Here you are miss.” the glass was set in front of you. 

“Thanks.” you put your hand over the top of the glass. Now that it was in yoru hand, you could move accordingly. “I was also supposed to meet someone here?...Told me to tell you to expect me...Keigo Takami?”

The barkeep’s face fell, fear striking his features. “O-oh! You’re Mr. Takami’s company for the night! I’m supposed to escort you to his special booth.”

“Special booth?” you repeated.

“Y-yes, please follow me!” he urged. “Only VIPs are allowed back here, but he rented out the entire back area just for you!”

You felt your senses go off, fight or flight mode. Now or never. You reached in your purse. Knife, check. Mace, check....Gun...check.

The kind barkeep took you to a back area. It looked like the main dining area, only a lot more high end. Slow jazz music was playing in the background and the lights were low. He was right, there was no one here...except one person.

He dawned a brown leather jacket, black skinny jeans and those all to familiar boots. He tapped his fingers against the table as he stared down at his phone.

“Mr. Takami. She’s here.”

Keigo looked up with that shit-eating smirk. “Thank you Hideo, leave us.”

The barkeep stalked off leaving you alone. You suddenly felt out of place. You looked around, taking note of the city beaming outside the windows. 

“Beautiful isn’t it?” 

You looked back over at Keigo again, almost surprised. “Yeah, it is.” you nodded.

He motioned next to him. “You wanna sit down or are you gonna stand there staring at me? I don’t bite.” he winked.

Silently, you sat down, still keeping your distance from the man. You were about a good two feet away from him. You weren’t too keen on getting any closer.

“I’m surprised you came. I thought you’d find a way to get out of this.”

“I am too, but I figured I’d entertain this idea...just for tonight.” you shrugged. “Don’t try anything, got it?”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

Keigo cracked a genuine smile. You looked stunning and he wanted to tell you that. He wouldn’t admit it, but he knew about you when you were going by your hero alias. He recognized the way you walked, the way you spoke. You could have killed that freak who hit on you if you wanted to. However you didn’t. He was curious about that.

“Why did you ask me out?” you raised an eyebrow before he could get a word out.

“I’ll let you know in a minute.” he winked. “I’m more interested in you.”

“Like what?” you raised an eyebrow. “How interesting can I be?”

Keigo didn’t want to say he did extensive research on you and couldn’t find shit. It drove him crazy. It was making him go quite literally insane. He was more that interested. He was invested. When he didn’t answer, you sighed.

“You tell me first.” you crossed your arms. “I know your reputation proceeds you.” you raised a brow.

“Princess, that’s not how this works.” he tried to sound as if he was joking. “I ask the questions here.”

“Well it is today.” you shrugged. “Either we have an even exchange or you’re out of luck.” you shrugged. “You decide.”

Keigo stared blankly at you. You were a tough nut, that was for sure. Plus you sure as hell weren’t afraid of death. That must have meant you had no idea what he was capable of. Then again, it must have been your Hero Side taking a stance.

After what felt like a minute, he sighed in defeat. “...A friend of mine was killed by a hero.” he confessed. “You ever hear of someone called The Bronze Monk?”

“That name sounds familiar?” you raised an eyebrow. “He’s another hero, right? He can turn his fists into bronze.” You tried to recall.

“Mhm...He killed my friend.” Keigo clenched his fist. “I did 6 years because of him....”

“I don’t understand.” you raised an eyebrow. “What does that have to do with you?”

“This was while you were dominating the game I guess, so I don’t blame you for not knowing.” he shrugged and he slapped a hand on the table. “HIDEO! TWO BEERS.”

“So I’m confused. I heard The Bronze Monk died mysteriously...he fell from over 500 stories...”you paused. You took to time to noticed that Keigo has aired out his wings this time around. You didn’t even noticed he HAD wings. “It was all over the-...wait a second...You never said who your friend was.”

“She was a- she was a villain.” Keigo sighed. “She was like a sister to me and I was tryna get her to stop being so dumb...turn over a new leave and she was doing so well! Shit, but...one day she dumbly got into a fight with that asshole and I watched my friend die right there.” Keigo hitched his words slightly.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have asked.” you said sadly, regretting opening your big mouth. “I didn’t mean to-”

“No...it’s fine. I guess in order to move on I gotta talk about it right?” he sat up straight as the barkeep came back with two mugs and quickly stalked back off. “I was so blinded by my own anger. What type of hero would go out of their way to punish someone trying to make amends....” he seethed. “I flew him up to the tallest building in the city and dropped him...I only got off on good behavior...”

It finally all made sense, to you at least. You let what he said marinate and sit well...it felt surreal.

“So.” Keigo grabbed his glass and took a huge gulp. “I’ve said my peace. You’re turn.”

You stared at this guy for what felt like ages. Something told you that this guy couldn’t be trusted. All the alarms were going off at the same time...but for some reason-

“My parents wanted me to be a hero.” you said. “My quirk is hereditary, so it’s passed from person to person.” you shrugged. “I loved saving people, helping people...then-” you paused. “I saw how corrupt, and hateful, and disgusting these so-called heroes were...I lost someone important to me too.”

Keigo raised an eyebrow, suddenly interested. You took a swig of beer, trying to gather your thoughts. 

Keigo took note of the way you were fiddling with your left hand. Your thumb grazed over your ringer finger as if something was missing...something important.

“Who was the guy?” Keigo asked, snapping you out of your trance. He had a gut feeling he already knew, but he wanted to hear it from your mouth.

“...H-he was um...we dated since high school.” you shrugged. “We were a team, him and I.” you smiled at the memory. “When he turned his back on the hero world, they turned their back on him too.”

“Meaning?”

“They sold him out.” you choked. “They left him for dead and told me he would be okay. I should have gone back for him but they held me back, they told me there were other people that needed my help.”

“What happened when you learned the truth?” Keigo asked. He only knew that a poor hero lost his life, he didn’t know that the only other survivor just so happened to be his future wife.

“I had to choose...my friends and my morals or being a hero. If anyone knows just how two faced and conniving these people are, it’s me.” you shuddered. “I’ve met traitors, and killers disguised as good guys. At one point I couldn’t take it anymore and I gave up! Forget being number 1, forget status, forget everything...Being a hero...lost me everything.”

“Hm. Thank you for sharing that with me, Princess.” he replied. “It must have been hard to do...it’s nice to know you trust me so much.”

“It was only fair, I guess.” you boredly drank. “It not that big a deal.” you stared down at your fingers. “It was years ago, I’ve moved on.”

Keigo took note of how your mood faltered. He couldn’t have that.

“Hey, look at me?”

“Hm?” you looked up from your glass.

“I’m sure where ever your fiancé is, whatever he’s up to. He doesn’t blame you.” he put a hand over yours. “He wouldn’t hate you for moving on either.”

“He wouldn’t?” you narrowed your eyes. “How do you know?”

Keigo couldn’t answer, he just wanted to say something, anything, to put a smile on your face. It was like a second nature in such a short time. He wanted to be your hero. “It’s just a hunch...you shouldn’t be afraid to move on...sometimes all you need is a push out the nest.” he winked as his wings twitched behind his back.

“Bird humor? Really?” you scoffed.

“It’s what I do, princess.”

...

After the heavy and depressing, you don’t think you laughed that hard in years. 

“Wait hold on.” you stopped laughing. “Pause for a minute! You, with those big ass wings got your ass handed to you by some chump named ‘The weather man?’” you were crying from laughing so hard.

“He could control the wind!” he defended, also laughing. “You shoulda seen it!”

“Well maybe you need to exercise your quirk more.” you crossed your arms.

“As if you’re the master of your own.” he playfully rolled his eyes.

“As a matter of fact, I am!” you raised an eyebrow. “Shall I demonstrate?” you scooted out the booth and stood up. “Don’t blink or you might miss it.”

Keigo leaned back in his seat, now very interested in what you were about to display for him. He watched your eyes narrow in focus as you held your hands out in front of your face. Slowly, a very tiny tornado formed in your hands, small and handheld. This mini tornado was soon replaced by a tree sprouting out of the top. You waved your hand around and miraculously summoned rain out of your palm. 

“Okay Y/N, focus.” you mumbled. Suddenly, out of everything, a flame erupted from the center of your hand. 

He watched in awe, he had never heard of anyone with a quirk like this one before. With another flick of the hand, everything you had summoned disappeared. “Ta-da!”

“That was amazing.” he commented as your sat down. “What was that??”

“I come from a long line of ‘benders’. Funny name, I know.” you giggled. “I can bend another element...spirit. I can only do it when I’m really happy though.”

“Why didn’t you try that one?”

“...I said I can only do it when I’m happy.” you smiled sadly. It didn’t take long for Keigo to catch on. 

“Oh.” he raised a brow. “Sorry, I-”

“It’s alright.” you shook your head. “Ever since...he died...I’ve never been able to do it.” you shrugged. “Maybe one day I’ll be able to.”

“I’d love to witness that.” Keigo laced his fingers within yours, making your face heat up. “I bet it’s beautiful.”

“...S-shush.” you scoffed, looking away bashfully.

Suddenly the song changed, a slow jazz song began playing. A slow beat, with soft drums and what you could describe as a romantic saxophone.

“Dance with me.” he held out his hand. 

You smiled, rolling your eyes playfully as you took his hand and stood up. He guided you to the middle of the floor. he pulled you flush against his chest. The slow music seemed to drown out the hustle of the city noise outside. He hummed thoughtfully, singing to the tune for you. 

“You never told me.” you mused as you two moved in sync.

“Told you what, princess?”

“Why did you ask me out?”

“Truth be told, something drew me to you.”

“Like what?” you innocently stared. “What about me could possibly interest you?”

“Out of everything you’ve told me, everything really.” he bit his lip. “You’re amazing, everything about you.”

“You aren’t so bad yourself, Keigo.” you shyly replied. You turned around and rested your back against his chest. He rested his head in the divot of your shoulder. He wrapped his arms around your waist, guiding you along to the music. 

He was right, he wouldn’t leave you, not now. Not ever. 

“Can I ask you a question?”

“Go for it, princess.”

“If I admitted I was wrong about you, would you hold it against me?”

Keigo nearly froze. A shock was sent up his spine as the words left your lips. “You shouldn’t say things like that, princess.”

“How come?” you turned around to face him. 

“I want to-” he bit his lip. A gentle hand rested on the base of your neck, his thumb caressing your throat. He laid a kiss on your lips, passion dripping off of every peck. His tongue slipped through the small gap as he moaned against your mouth. You whimpered and shivered feeling his tongue dominate your mouth. He responded with sounds of his own. Shaky breathes and low groans.

You responded to his touch, allowing his hands to travel under your shirt. “Keigo.” you whimpered. Your feverishly ran your hands through his hair, practically gluing your bodies together. You felt his fingertips creep under shirt, dancing across your skin. “W-we can’t do this here.”

“You’re totally right.” he didn’t cease, instead opting to kiss down your neck. “So...my place or yours.”

You felt yourself lose all sense of direction. “Y-yours.”

“You’ve just opened up Pandora’s Box, princess.”

...

You fell back on his bed, crawling backwards. He rid himself of that jacket and his shirt, leaving him to flex his muscles, his wings, and everything. You stared up, trembling in anticipation. 

Your friends would probably kill you, but you didn’t particularly care. You hugged yourself, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. 

Keigo loved it. It meant you still had innocence flowing in your veins, not for long. He would toy with your brain. He would bend you to his will and drive you insane with lust. You would be the perfect sidekick for him. He stalked over to you, biting his lip. 

“Look at you.” he mused. “You’re so cute.” he giggled. He rested a knee at the edge of the bed, beginning to crawl towards you. 

You noticed his wings were spread wide, covering over you two like a shield.

“C-can I?”

“Go ahead Princess.” he smiled knowingly. He had the look as if he knew something you didn’t. You reached a trembling hand to gently brush his beautiful feathers. A low groan erupted from his throat.

“Oh my gosh! Am I hurting you?” you almost withdrew your hand back.

“Don’t stop...please.” he growled lowly. 

It was only then you realized, this was turning him on. You ran your hands through his feathers. They were soft, shiny even. 

“Enough!” he grabbed your hand and pinned it above your head. “Look at you, princess. All ready for me.” he laughed. “I wonder how wet I can make that pussy for me.” he used his other hand to fumble with the button of your jeans.

You trembled under his touch, feeling your pants slide down your legs. You were completely drowned in your own lust. A fire was prominent in your chest. You were shaking under his fingertips. 

“Enjoy this, princess.” he winked before crawling down. He lifted your shirt up and planted little kisses along your stomach. He grabbed the hem of your panties with his teeth and pulled them down. 

You were squirming in anticipation, waiting. 

“You smell so...so-” he didn’t finish his sentence because he had drove his tongue up your slit. A gasp escaped your lungs. Absentmindedly, you had grabbed a fist full of his hair. 

“Fuuuh~” you couldn’t speak. You weren’t even sure he’d be able to hear your over the sound of your wetness. You could feel your water dribble down your thighs. 

“Wrapped your legs around my head.” he growled, digging his nails into your thighs. “Grind that pussy against my tongue, princess.” 

You thrashed against his mouth, feeling warmth gather in the pit of your stomach. “Keigo!”

He wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked harshly, making you cry out even louder. 

Keigo felt himself lose touch with everything, he was only focused on you in the moment. Fuck, was he hard too. Hearing your moans. Shit, he couldn’t wait to bury himself into you. 

“Baby, do you hear that?” he looked up at you as he promptly replaced his tongue with his fingers. “Listen.” he pumped his fingers into you. “You sound so fucking cute” he groaned, mimicking your soft whimpers. “It feels good, yeah?”

You couldn’t speak, so you just nodded. 

Suddenly, he yanked his fingers out of you. His head fell forward to rest on your pubic bone. He sounded as if he came just now even if it was you getting all the pleasure. 

Like a predator stalking after it’s prey he meet your eyes. He wore a sadistic grin with his bottom lip taken between his teeth. He sat up, fumbling with his belt buckle. 

“You ready for me, princess?”

“Yes, p-please?” you whimpered. 

Fuck, you couldn’t do that to him. He had a mind to tear you apart where you lay. Your jaw went slack as his cock was released from its restraints. Would that even- Inside you?! 

You felt it brush against you, slightly. You met his eyes and froze there. He was staring down at you. He looked absolutely feral. You could barely look away as he slid himself inside your throbbing hole. He painfully slowly rolled his hips into you. He twitched inside as he bucked his hips into you. 

“Look at how good we fit together. That’s right.” he managed through clenched teeth. “My cock was meant to be here. I was meant to fuck you.” he snarled. 

You tightened around his length as he thrust harder. “You’re so fucking beautiful, princess.” His jaw dropped again. “Say my name, please?”

“K-keigo.” you obeyed. You felt a warmth in your chest as well as your core. It was like a fire was being ignited in the pit of your soul. “I’m gonna-”

“Fuck! Don’t finish that sentence.” he snarled. “You don’t wanna know what I’m gonna do as a result.”

In a swift motion, you were suddenly staring down at Keigo. He had a death grip on your legs as he was now thrusting upwards. You had your hands on his chest in an attempt to support yourself.

“I think I like you more when you’re riding me.” he bit his lip. “You look so fucking sexy. Those moans, that body, your pretty fucking pussy-”

“Keigo, please! I can’t it anymore.”

“Oh yeah, you gonna cum? You wanna cum for me, baby?” he spoke in a babyish voice. “You wanna cum all over Papa Bird’s cock? Do it, do it for me...ARGH FUCK!”

You felt his warmth inside you at the exact same time you had came. He was shaking under you, rolling his hips upwards to relieve the friction he had caused. 

Keigo stared in amazement at a bright light erupted from your chest, a small bird in the shape of smoke began flying around the room.

“That would be spirit.” you laughed tiredly, watching the quirk you had thought died reactivate out of nowhere. 

“I hope you know...you can never leave me now.” Keigo sat up to lay kisses on your neck. “You’re mine now.”

(AND DONE! This was Hawks debut on the blog so lets all give hem a huge hello!)

[msookyspooky]

Random Headcanon's for the Scream Character's

Billy really was a normal sweet kid and a good boyfriend before his mom left. Everyone paints him as always being crazy and his mom just triggered him but I honestly don't think that's true. Sidney and her parents would not have been okay with her dating a bad boy from Sophomore year onward. Sure it happens and maybe she saw past it but If Sidney would have seen how Billy acted with Randy in the videostore; instant break up imo. He could not have hid that side of himself for two years straight. Remember, they were dating a whole year prior to Maureen cheating. My theory is he may or may not have had a 'side' to him or other undiagnosed disorder in his gene pool (Mrs Loomis snapping too.) but Billy's psychotic breakdown was mostly situational + groomed by Roman and there were other things in his life that probably were boiling over and Debbie leaving him completely broke him. So, he was in an extremely vulnerable state when Roman came around and molded him. THAT is why Sidney trusted him so much in Scream before the phone incident and even somewhat after. Because Billy was a good boyfriend before her mom's murder and she would have never suspected it. Now how her or no one else could see him tumbling into madness or at least deep depression before Roman sank his talons in is beyond me. Maybe she did and he shrugged her off? Either way, the situation made him shut down all empathy towards other people and changed him. His empathy is towards his mom, possibly his dad since Hank never died and that is it. He has symptoms of a psychopath and even though that is usually genetic I 100% think a psychotic breakdown could do it as well.(Don't come for me bitch I'm not trained in any of this just using what I know from research 🧍‍♀️) If his mom never left and Roman didn't come along; Billy would have never been a killer

Contrary to Billy's situational psychological crazyness. Stu was always going to kill. I don't even think it's is he a sociopath vs a psychopath argument as much as he is just disconnected from reality. (Though he would most likely be a Sociopath if he was bc of his lack of boundaries as well impulsive behavior. Thinking killing was a game.) Stu possibly suffered abuse as a child. He was terrified of his parents more than the law. Either A. They abused him and permanently terrified him. Or B. He really has a stunted mentality and thinks of killing as a game and fears his parents more than the law bc the consequences are just not clicking LIKE A KID. He's like a giant little kid with no sense of how things work. He still could have been abused and that is what stunted his growth mentally. However, his violent tendacies were always there. Never preplanned just urgent anger or sadistic glee he couldn't control. Billy just suggested the killings and he was instantly down. Like, hell yeah cool. Most ppl no matter what mental illness they have or how severe are not that easy to convince. Whose to say he hadn't killed before or was planning to? My theory is he is so disconnected from reality that killing really is a giant fun game to him and he would have eventually murdered someone even without Billy.

Idk why this isn't more thought of throughout the fandom. Billy and Stu did not rape Maureen bc the evidence would have pointed to someone other than the guy they were framing. Cotton Weary had sex with Maureen, left, Billy and Stu taunted her on the phone and lured her away, they killed her, police suspected rape bc A. they didn't know about the affairs. B. Cotton's semen or her discharge or bruising being there. They naturally assumed it was rape but in actuality no one raped her. Cotton's dna from their affair incriminated him even more. Not saying that Billy and Stu would think of rape as morally wrong enough not to do in their book BUT it would have been stupid on their part and made it obvious there were other suspects besides Cotton.

Stu isn't a lapdog. Stu literally revealed on the phone he was going to throw Billy under the bus. He hesitated giving him the knife. Stu is like a kid. He most likely suffered trauma that regressed his mental age. He's eager to please, desperate for attention and most likely fawns over people he feels close to in an obsessive way. He could have even been in love with Billy and vice versa which is why he was so eager to please him. However, he was not nearly as stupid or a lapdog as much as the fandom makes him out to be. I think Randy saying it in the videostore sealed the deal for people even though he was only acting like that bc he was helping Billy too and covering their tracks. Billy was the one with the plan. Stu just tagged along out of the urge to kill. But he 100% had his own plan to kill and bail if needed. My mind is made up on that.

There was a third killer in Scream and it wasn't a teen or Roman. You're telling me two 17-18 yr old guys could come up with every detail? Roman only told Billy the basics. How did they get tactical police shoes? How did they get to the houses so fast and leave just as quickly? How did they both take down and restrain Steve or Neil by themselves enough to tie them up? Sure, Stu was deranged and tall but these two lanky teens were able to take on a football player with muscles and a grown man? Possible but stil meh to me. Their plan was too thorough for two teen boys to come up with on their own. Both crazy. One completely unhinged and disconnected from reality and the other so blinded by revenge he was stupid at times. (Fucking stabbing yourselves before killing Neil and Sidney. Not even thinking to AT LEAST tie Sidney up as well...Really? Jill was smarter in 4 in that respect tbh.) I truly think their was an adult involved in Scream helping them or guiding them. I would say Roman if it wasn't for him going back to Hollywood. But Billy and Stu had help DURING the killings 100%.

Randy is not this mecha survival final boy like the fandom thinks. The kid watched one too many horror movies and based them on real life. Scream itself is making fun of slasher movies and Randy was supposed to be the narrator setting most of the dumb rules up into play. Everyone is like "omg that's so out of character how he died in 2" no its not. If the rules work then him losing his virginity did him in. He was drinking, he was pissed off and not thinking. Plus Mrs. Loomis attacked in broad daylight, something no one thought of. (And the whole debate how a middle aged woman could pull him in. LOOK. Randy is a fucking small guy and she grabbed him backwards, using momentum to haul him back into the van. PLUS she was enraged at what he said about Billy. Adrenaline is a hell of a super drug as far as testing the bodies limits. I have seen tiny girls become the hulk when they are pissed I'm jus sayin) Point is, Randy was just a teen boy that loved horror movies. He was not some survival guide especially since it showed him even on the couch not aware of Ghostface behind him. He was a giant satire showing how even he didn't always follow the rules of slasher movies and how dumb the rules are.

Tatum loved Sidney and had more chemistry with her than Billy. I am not saying they weren't just BFF's and I don't want to ruin female friendship with constantly thinking "omg they are gay together" any time two women are close. BUT it is strange that it was only those two as friends especially since Sidney didn't fit into Tatum's popular social circle. It's like Tatum went out of her way to be friends with Sidney. Maybe they were childhood friends and that's why? But I think it's entirely possible that just like it's speculated that Stu and Billy were secretly in love; Tatum possibly was at least bi and in love with Sidney.