#stalking is dangerous

[bigboihousewife]

HUSH MAMAS THOUGHTS/ADVICE

When a person is so fine you’d know immediately when you have that feeling in your stomach and the quick glances you try to get from them while they’re minding their own business which slowly changes to you doing a whole fbi investigation on their ass about their family friends and workplace….but the thing is stalking is a bit too much so I think it’s best that you and I should take a break from being obsessive over our mans (delulu is the solulu) but I ain’t trying go to jail. And as a good friend I don’t want you to go either so I think we should stop before we become like Joe Goldberg okayy…

(I don’t condone stalking and this is just fictional however if you know and have any intentions of doing something like this seek help immediately)

[emacrow]

Danny has an aggressive secret admirer and that Admirer is Damian wayne.

How this all started was during the Gotham exchange program where Danny had accidentally enrolled in as a joke but didn't think he actually get picked.

Luckily his rogues decided to give him some peace for once since they didn't want to go anywhere near Gotham because she a scary lady, but she actually a very misunderstood lady who just want companion..

Just have a odd way of expressing.. but she allow him in her city until the program is over but has hinted very cryptic if he want to stay then Her Knights have ways.

On his first day of gotham high, everyone so far kept whispered about the new wayne bait?

He didn't really listen but he was mostly asleep in the classes because he already have the whole class homework down already and he using this entire program as a vacation to sleep for once since he first became a halfa.

How he met Damian was pure accident.. literally, as he had accidentally body flipped him so hard to the ground due to Damian grabbing his shoulder and he really didn't meant it but his body instinctly grab his hand.

Which lead to his now peaceful vacation becoming a bit problematic.. as Damian will not leave him alone..

Unknownly to danny. He had gained admirer..

His locker filled with letters that would make Dora blush with how old fashioned they were written in. The occasion and daily weapon gift giving left in his own dorm.( he thought it was skulker leaving him weapons to try out on their next fight) The chocolates he kept receiving thought it was from the other girls from the other class room. Some of his clothes were missing but he thought it was his roommate.

Meanwhile Damian is at his wits end to the point of nearly putting cameras in Danny's room if it weren't for Tim catching on rather quickly on his 'too far gone deep obsession' with the new kid. He had been benched several times because he had been caught on several occasions trying to sneak into Danny's apartment, his locker, his gym locker. To the point they now trying to distract him from approaching danny.

He is just doing the courting rituals that he had learned so far from Talia.. he didn't even get to try the kidnapped and held hostage ritual yet :(

[starry-bi-sky]

wolfpack. aka: if not friend, then why friend-shaped?

"Hey-- uh, Danny?" There's an almost imperceptible tremor in Tucker's voice.

Danny doesn't look up from what he's doing, his pencil scritching across his notebook as he tries to do another quadratic formula question. "Hm."

"What's -- uh -- what's with the dogs?"

He looks up now, and finally sees where Tucker is -- standing in the doorway of his room with an ashy look on his face and a skewed, nervous smile. He's got a white knuckle grip on the doorknob. Sam is wide-eyed behind him, and using him as a partial meat-shield.

Danny looks down to the two giant ghost wolves sprawled next to him lazily. One large green one with his head in Danny's lap, letting him use him as a prop-up for his notebook. Another equally large black one splayed against his hip, sleeping on her side with her head tilted inward to his calf.

Automatically, a grin tilts across Danny's face, and he lifts his notebook up to scratch behind the green one's ears. He opens a lazy eye, one that is bloody red with a ring of yellow around the pupil, before slipping it shut and leaning his head into Danny's touch. "This is Sirius and Procyon," he says, and reaches down to scratch Sirius' belly. "And they're not dogs, they're wolves."

"Great," Tucker says, his voice suddenly much smaller and faint, "Love that distinction."

Sirius makes a great big groan, and Danny's grin widens, his heart swelling with fondness. His hand slips away from her belly, and before he can put his notebook back down, Procyon pushes his head up his lap until his ear is against his stomach, demanding pets now too.

Sam peeks her head up from over Tucker's shoulder, "I think what Tucker's asking here is what are they doing here, Danny."

He shrugs, scratching under Procyon's chin. "They kinda just showed up. I tried sending them back to the Zone, but they keep returning." And they were weirdly intent on just following him around, which is the only reason he gave up on returning them. They weren't causing trouble, and they knew how to hide around the living. Plus, he just loves dogs. "So now I have two wolves living with me."

This, oddly enough, did not do anything to calm Sam and Tucker down. Tucker's mouth purses into a thin line, and he presses the sides of his palms to his lips in prayer. "How have your parents not found out about this?"

Danny wordlessly raises his hand, and his sleeve slides down to reveal a thin chain bracelet hooked around his wrist. He whistles sharply, and both Procyon and Sirius jerk their heads up to look at him, ears pricked up and eyes alert.

Silently, he points to his wrist and rattles it twice, and in unison both wolves stand up and pounce. Instantly, they turn into a respective, opaque black and green mist that swirls around the bracelet and forms into two, flat wolf charms.

Both wolves are posing in the stereotypical wolf howl, with little stars indented on the sides. Procyon's charm has the Canis Minor constellation engraved on it, while Sirius has the Canis Major.

Danny faces Sam and Tucker, and points at his wrist. "Like this."

[indigomovn]

I just wanted to add that some people actually die at the hands of their stalker because the police didn’t take them seriously and never punished the stalkers for their actions, therefore enabling this horrible behaviour. Stalking is a serious crime and with some fans responding to this as if its some joke, really shows how little morals some of you have.

Idols should not have to deal with stalking and having their privacy being violated just because they’re famous. They are humans just like us at the end of the day and they deserve their privacy regardless of their status. The only time you should be seeing your favourite idols and celebrities outside of scheduled events is by accident, not by intentionally following them around. If you do see them during their free days, please leave them alone. If they refuse to take a photo with you during their day off, please respect that and move on with your day.

If you had a stalker, you would not be justifying their actions and/or saying “it’s not that serious”. You would be worried about your safety and wellbeing. You would also be worried about your family and friends because you don’t know your stalker’s intentions. You would be just as frustrated as a lot of the victims of stalking were when the police didn’t take you seriously. Like I said, stalking is a serious matter that should not be taken lightly.

To everyone reading this, please stay safe and if you notice any strange behaviour around your neighbourhood or anything strange really, please let someone know and report it if it’s very serious.

Before you all go and defend judy for stalking nct and breaking in to jaehyun’s room because she’s so pretty and “it’s not that serious”, just to let you know, stalking is a crime and should be taken seriously, especially in a world where you can access and collect others’ personal data and private information online.

[naffeclipse]

I’ve been being eaten away at by devil eyes brain rot for a while now and even though it’s not may anymore

What if devil eyes eclipse was like, a mer creature of some sort?

And what would he be?

Anon, I'm looking directly into your eyes and shaking your hand. It is always MerMay in our hearts!

Devil Eyes Eclipse would be a tiger shark mer! He is large with long fins and a long tail. He has a light-yellow underbelly with currant red skin and striking dark stripes across his entire body. His teeth are terrifyingly distinct with terribly sharp, pronounced serrations. He can locate prey (or mer Y/N) with electroreceptors which allows him to detect electric fields, including the weak electrical impulses generated by his prey. Oh, and did I mention he's a solitary, nocturnal hunter?

Since I'm already here, I'll toss in Devil Eyes Sun and Moon mers as well!

Moon is a blue shark mer. He prefers cool waters and is generally lethargic, but he can move very quickly. He has long fins and a long tail just like his brother Eclipse but is slightly smaller. His skin is midnight blue with small spots of baby blue while his underside is white. He's a cold-blooded mer and has a unique sense of smell which he uses to avoid other mers and keep him and Sun safe while they wait for Eclipse. He's also memorized Mer Y/N's sense and is still deciding whether he likes how pretty you smell. (He grows anxious whenever he smells your blood, blood on Eclipse, or both at once.)

Sun is a shortfin mako shark. He's the same size as Moon but slightly smaller than Eclipse with long fins (despite taking after a shortfin) and a long tail. He possesses a brilliant yellow color on top and a white underside. He's very agile and swift which makes him an incredibly fast swimmer, and he can leap to extreme heights out of the water. He maintains a body temperature that is warmer than the surrounding waters which he has used on the occasion to keep mer Y/N warm in the cold sea. He doesn't do well sitting tight in one spot and will often venture out to scout and scan the area for dangers or watch for Eclipse coming back to them.

[notelizapancakes]

tamera was painfully reminded about the fact that celebrities can transfer diseases too, but she forgot all about that again when kento surprised her with some chaneyney

[the-writing-mobster]

| T M D G | Me and the Devil Edit | SK! Sans x Final! Frisk | 💙 🔪 💔 |

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[queerstudiesnatural]

i'm gonna say it i genuinely believe that harry potter taught way more harmful messages to girls and young people than twilight ever did, and i'm being 100% serious like this is something i've thought about at length and have also experienced firsthand

[lovingdabeessss]

RWBY MEME ‘S

If Weiss and yang become maidens together I’m gonna be so happy rip to winter and Raven I LOVE them but like… besties with magic…

I whole heartedly believe Yang was so glad sun went with Blake to wherever she was going because Blake “hasn’t slept or eaten in three days to catch one bad guy” belladonna cannot be left alone with an injury she will NOT take care of it properly

Also considering it’s framed as Blake left as soon as she was physically able and sun had to follow right behind her he probably wasn’t the one to tell Yang Blake left he’s just who informed everyone she left I like to think Weiss maybe got to wait till Yang woke up before she got dragged away by her dad or it was ren and Nora

I love that RWBY are like the face of the world defending itself because those are like THE most mentally ill children you should not be letting them make decisions but whatever it’s funny and the worlds ending anyway

Yang post losing her arm like: fuck am I supposed to do now?? Be a prank YouTuber???

[dumbthiccbitch666]

simp 4 simp??

[nshtn]

Currently obsessed with creep ed and I've been obsessed with your blog for forever!!😋

Does creep ed show physical affection and how?

ohhhh anon wish you'd show your face so I can plant a big kiss on it... aww geez...

tw kidnapping, being bound, psychological trauma, edward's inherent C-PTSD, suggestive

He absolutely adores physical affection from one person and one person only.

You.

Even then, he's very sneaky and underhanded about it; it's very frightening to have the man who has imprisoned you lift you up and haul you into his lap for Crossword Time. It probably phased you something awful when he first nabbed you, but after the days have ticked into months, your resolve has worn from fur-thick to needle-thin - especially when you see how sad and lonely he is, how every non-hostile reaction he could have is some mental or physical portrayal of cowering in fear of being hit if it isn't a rhetorical battering ram. You may have sat their listlessly before or squirmed around, but now... you just keep guessing what word is next.

You can't tell if you're tricking yourself into thinking it's pleasant anymore or you're simply unwilling to imagine how insane you've become to enjoy spending time with your captor. Maybe you're sick... maybe you're sick, too.

This is The Riddler. What does that make you?

Anyways, one of his favored methods of sleeping when you are pliant and tolerant of him - or simply guilted by his lonesome sobbing - is with you nestled into his chest, his hands guiding themselves through your soothing locks well into the first pivots of dawn. You're like water, you know? You're so... clear, and tangible, bright and clean.

He makes sure you're clean.

He loves to brush your hair, to touch your eyebrows, to pet you and wash you and dry you and hold you. He is made content by you, whole in your arms, delivered from evil by your comforts. You are his creature comfort, you are what he dreams of coming home to whenever he is away.

In another universe, perhaps he is granted reprieve and you are domestic partners.

Edward projects a lot of his traumas onto yours, overlays them until the lines are blurry; he cares for you to stitch and sow your heart just right, though he must keep you bird-in-cage to stop them from tearing out.

You can never know the extent of this, for he fears that knowledge is power and power will be used to the exploits of your escape; it is all he knows. This city's sickening, endless underbelly is full of canary bones. To lose you would be to lose the vestiges of his sanity and his anchor to reality.

That would end his life.

You are linked now, woven like sweetgrass. There is no escape for you. You will be loved as you should have been, you will be wanted and cherished, and not a day will pass that you will go undesired. This is Edward's love; it is obsession, and need, and it is corrupted from a once-pure source long dead, awakened by you too late and without your input.

He is beyond saving, but you prolong him.

He hopes you forgive him.

He hopes he will be visible to you even when he is gone.

He often trades your touch for monetary wants. You want a certain food? You can trade in anything from a quick snuggle to hours of oddly sensual cuddling and the occasional sniff, arms and legs mixing into a pile of limbs.

Sometimes you're bound. That makes Edward flush a little when he holds you. That makes you flush a lot when you are held by him. His wind-up laughter will giggle delicately, feigning ignorance, pressing into you.

It's very hard to object when you're secretly flattered and mortified at your own reaction, and the person who is holding you has memorized your reactions before you were even relocated into his care. He's like a top private investigator, preying on you to pry into you. There is nothing your body warmth hides. He becomes very adventurous when you react like that, testing how far you'll let him roam. It's all wrapped up into a package not as shy as it should be, considering your power level in relation to his own, especially considering his status. The reality is that he has no ego of his own to bloviate, so you only need to worry about how far someone who perceives their actions as actions of service will go when your reactions are a gleaming green.

You cannot deny that you have never stopped him, and it has not been out of fear of any sort of consequence.

There is something so privately alluring about having the attentions of an invisible genius, someone who has delved twenty pages deep into your Google, someone who swiped all your history, who knows your passwords, who could single-handedly dominate the authorhood of a Wikipedia article about you...

You must be very careful, though, because letting him dig his roots into you will change the concept of your being entirely; letting him get too handsy will result in furthering his addiction and altering how he perceives your physical boundaries. You won't get a moment of peace, he's a physical learner. He'll keep wandering and wandering until you're situationshipping.

[catboymoments]

tip: I am so fucking mad

[bamsara]

You're really giving the owls the Gregory treatment

According to google if I flash a bright light at them several times every night it could deter them and make them leave. I'm on a mission and all I have is the Fazcam

[quillkiller]

the urge to write a bartylus texting fic with disowned or runaway delinquent barty / repressed young adult regulus still living at home after sirius was disowned and has urges to act the fuck out. and also barty is a criminal

[blackpilljesus]

It's wild how a moid can see a woman, want to destroy her life and proceed to do just that. It becomes their primary purpose in life, they will spend time & money putting together and executing ways to abuse the woman they're set on harming.

People underestimate moid intention when it comes to hurting women. They dont do it by mistake, they dont do it because they're dealing with mental health issues, they do it because they hate women. They feel entitled to womens lives. Once a moid is fixated on a woman they wont stop until the they or the woman is dead.

Moids are predators and everyone knows it. It's beyond cruel how women are forced to coexist with their predators. So many cases of moids abducting, harassing, and raping, women start with the predator sighting these women just going about their lives. Many times these women weren't even aware of the moid being around. Some women have moved countries to get away from a predator that was fixated on them and the moid follows them !

I strongly urge women to not trust any moid, dont worry about looking rude/weird, & look into ways you can defend yourself. That said, none of this is womens fault. We live in a world that enables moids evil, we can only do so much individually under systemic maIe supremacist regime.

[dutybcrne]

Thinking abt Kae’s Fatui verse,,,,