#tw unhealthy mindsets

[writingforatwistedworld]

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

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

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

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

Well, better late than never.

Self-aware au

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

(Platonic!) Yandere headcanons

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

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

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

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

You could say that he was a healthy mixture of both

Emphasis on the “was”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And goddamn that religious gaslighting and placebo effect worked damn well

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

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

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

The war came and went away

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

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

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

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

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

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

[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

what bothers me about horde prime, more than his lazy characterization or his lack of impact on the narrative, is the fact that he is such a bad representation of a cult leader. like,, this is not how cults work. they don’t just insert a chip into you and make you follow their every directive like a robot. real life cults are a lot more terrifying because they use manipulation as a tactic to convince people to join them. it’s not a digital chip that you can remove from your system and suddenly you’re in complete control of yourself. cult survivors have talked about how hard it is to actually unlearn that mindset and start thinking for themselves, how many years it takes to stop feeling guilty for leaving their cult or seeing the toxicity in the leaders they so religiously followed.

sure, hordak and catra have some trauma tied to their experience with horde prime, but most of that is because of the physical torture they went through, rather than their experience of being brainwashed. and it’s fine if horde prime was just some villain and not a genocidal cult leader. but it’s clear that he was written to be a religious authority figure, the execution is just so off.

i know he’s a character in a fantasy world, so he had to use his powers for something. but instead of turning people into robots, he could have shown them a “better world” through his tech, talked them into joining him and forgetting about all their current worries, and then used them as weapons against etheria.

it would have been a lot more impactful and angsty if catra had willingly joined horde prime’s cult so that she could repress her guilt. in fact, it would have been really interesting if horde prime had convinced catra that he would help her repend for all that she did, if she joined his cult. this would have been a lot more comparable to religious guilt and trauma in real life, and it would show that catra actually felt bad for what she did, instead of just looking sad for a while and then continuing to be a shitty person anyway.

[notebook-enthusiast]

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

*please see tags for full context

[chess-writes]

My Beloved

NikiMayo

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And he was eating another human.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Plus, there's overpopulation issues anyways.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[the-great-donatello]

IF I HAVE TO GET THERAPY, THEN SO DO YOU

FUCKO

NONONONO-

[guhhhhhhhhhhh]

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

[atbussysparks]

Hey fellas! Bussy sparks here!

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

[gurorori]

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

[cloudbattrolls]

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

[animeyanderelover]

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

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

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

The first touch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[writingforatwistedworld]

Self-aware au

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

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

Voicelines about you, the Overseer

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

What is your opinion of the Overseer?

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

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

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

What would you do if you ever met them?

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

[atzual]

what your ateez bias says about you

if you take this seriously, that's on you. i'm just doing this for fun.

tw: heavy topics, language, roasting

*****

hongjoong: right. how's the desire to impress people and overworking yourself doing? i feel like what draws you in is his resilience, and that he is very dependable. you probably had a lot of moments where you were left to your own devices to work on something major, and are no stranger to burnout. you might be the kind of person to talk about your achievements and your work and everything you do a lot, maybe to seek validation (and maybe to cement that you have something others don't). on a softer note, you probably have a wide range of skills in a field you are interested in, and experiment a lot. generally are not afraid to go outside of norms to figure something out. so to see the qualities of a leader and innovator in joong is both comforting and inspiring to you. (bonus: you probably have a thing for clips of joong in the studio, don't you?)

seonghwa: you feel like you don't have anyone who you can actually trust with your thoughts and feelings, huh? people talk at you, not to you. you are a natural care-giver, are quick to give advice (also to bottle up someone else's negativity), often ignoring yourself. you might have lost the feeling of 'home' or of 'small but certain happiness', and might have some unhealthy coping mechanisms. on a brighter note, you are someone who can process emotions a lot more deeply than others and if there is anyone who can actually put themselves in another's shoes, it's you. i think hwa is a safe space to you, precisely because it is not all sunshine and rainbows. you connect with his battles, growth, and how he is accepting change and trying to find balance. (bonus: him getting excited about something is legit your therapy isn't it)

yunho: many acquaintances, few friends? i think you legitimately stopped believing in love. at least the mushy 'at first sight' and 'meet cute' and 'soulmates' kind of love. might be because of family-related things, or because of romantic relationships, but trust is a problem for you. you probably think negatively about yourself quite a bit and/or have/had a more pessimistic mindset. on the positive, i think you're really loyal when you find your people, and want to see them happy. you connect with people beyond love, you make connections that are made on living life together and going through things together. i think this is also what drew you to yunho - his perseverance, resilience, ability to smile in the face of hardship, but also his ability to navigate a lot of emotions as they come and deal with them in a healthy way. (bonus: his small expressions of affection/acts of kindness make you melt, right?)

yeosang: you've been through quite a lot, haven't you? i think you try to laugh a lot of it off or treat it lightly, but the demons eat away at you sometimes. you might be someone who burned out in/after high school, and generally does not have a good experience with school. might feel lonely even when you are not alone, sometimes just choosing to float in your imagination for comfort. often act tough or not quite like yourself to appear more like the you you have in your head. i think in part you kind of want to learn how to love the world like yeosang, and are really touched by his sweetness and his humor. you are a fighter and despite it all, do stay true to yourself and your values, and this is something that you find and adore in yeosang. you are drawn in by his ability to follow his dream, and his heart of gold. maybe your scars will turn golden too. (bonus: you probably have a mild obsession with his one-liners)

san: how are your boundaries, broken like the wall? you probably have some trouble with setting and/or maintaining boundaries, and so sometimes have people treading over you. you might feel like a side character in your own life, and so turn bitter and internalize a lot of negative energy. honestly on a brighter note i think you really do try hard for others, and go out of your way to try and make dreams happen for others, because it makes them and you happy. you cheer, you support and you truly show that you are on a loved one's team. I feel that what draws you to san is how he transformed himself in a healthy manner, and how he maintains a very clear circle of those he trusts, and is no stranger to kindly setting rules in place while still remaining sweet and respectful. he is a safe space for you both because he makes you smile with his stories and jokes, but also because he is adamant on keeping things in order. (bonus: his reaction to the merch donation story lives rent free in your mind)

mingi: got some problems with regulating emotions, maybe? be it hiding them until you burst or not knowing how to express them, i think this might be a challenge for you. you might have been exposed to something that made you believe that it is a sign of weakness or a risk. at the same time, you are logical, damn good at what you do, and when you face hard times you bounce back, even if it takes some time. i think you and mingi share the introspectiveness, and you like how thoughtful he is. you probably find comfort in how he shares happiness with others, and how he seeks closeness with loved ones. at the same time, there is something about how he transforms on stages that resonates with you - the power and confidence is something you want to work on and find more of in yourself. (bonus: your will never stop thinking about mingi's creative process monologues + freestyle mingi)

wooyoung: do people tell you you have a big personality, or that you are 'a lot' sometimes? i feel like you have your way of working, your way of thinking, but might have a hard time actually communicating that or adapting to different social environments. it might be because you're headstrong, or because you are in constant fight or flight mode and so are more rigid. at the same time i think you are diligent and very detailed with what you do, and are in fact attentive to others and might notice things others don't. i feel like what you admire in wooyoung is his ability to connect with others, while not losing himself or his values. you feel for his hardships, and he helps you learn how to be more loving and more open with expressing and accepting love. he is very much your candle. (bonus: you cried because of his interview + dance in that one show, didn't you?)

jongho: how many thoughts are spinning in your head? you might be an overthinker, slightly misanthropic, and on bad days might sink to having a victim mindset and ask the universe 'why me?'. you might have had to grow up too fast, or were controlled a lot as a kid - either way, your understanding and experience of freedom and maturity might be warped. at the same time you are reliable and are able to call things out for what they are. you might have also put a positive spin on the negatives and either used them as inspiration, grew from them, or taken a skill from them that you then generalized. i think jongho's humor and innate warmth is your haven, and his continuous self-development grounds you and motivates you to also try your best and think of ways to find the good in situations. i feel you might also resonate with his occasional shyness. (bonus: you often think about his emotional strength even when he talks about his concerns, don't you?)

[dolliestfairy]

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

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

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

𑁍 Scp 049

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

𑁍 Scp 035

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

𑁍 Scp 079

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

𑁍 Scp 682

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[slytherinshua]

BREAKING UP WITH TXT

genre. angst. headcanons. warnings. fighting. misunderstandings. crying. jealousy. pairing. txt x reader (separate). wc. 824. request. no. a/n. now why am i on an angst kick oops 👎 it's lowkey the easiest thing to write rn tho 😭

YEONJUN

breaking up with Yeonjun would be sudden

it would happen after a fight, messy and explosive in a flurry of emotions

regret would only settle in the next morning when you realized you could have tried harder to fix the situation

it would be even worse for Yeonjun

he wouldn’t be able to stop going back to the morning before when things were normal

when he woke up with you right by his side and littered kisses all over your face

when you made him breakfast and smiled at him with nothing but love in your eyes

and it had disappeared so suddenly

the breakup would be jarring, sudden, and full of regret

you and Yeonjun might both try to get back together only to break up again and again until you eventually promised yourself to move on

you’d never be able to find anyone you loved nearly as much as Yeonjun, and neither would he

SOOBIN

breaking up with Soobin would be filled with tears

it would be a creeping feeling that you both knew was coming

and you ignored it for as long as possible

you stayed as close to him as you could for as long as you could

before you just couldn’t anymore

you’d have to face it eventually, and that came in the form of a soft talk filled with sadness

it would be a heartbreaking breakup, but also a healthy one

you knew it was for the best for both him and you

moving on would be hard, but you managed it

Soobin always crossed your mind whenever you saw anything that you could relate to him, though

but rather than feeling any anger towards him, you only held a sense of gratitude to him for showing you that you were lovable and deserving of love

he had loved you with his whole being, and every moment with him is forever stored in your brain as the happiest memories 

BEOMGYU

breaking up with Beomgyu would be because of a misunderstanding

it would be such a stupid thing that all both of you could feel was frustration

the falling-out would be extreme, even though the cause was ridiculous

the worst part is that you were sure as you looked back on it that the relationship could have been salvageable

you were hung up on what if’s and maybe’s even months after

because breaking up with Beomgyu had definitely been a mistake 

he had left a void in your heart as he left your life, and you knew that only he was capable of filling it up again

you would cross paths again by chance

but it would only be awkward meeting again

you could only managed rushed apologies or how are you’s before the embarrassment forced you to move along again

it felt as if he— once the closest and most precious person in your life— had become a complete stranger

TAEHYUN

breaking up with Taehyun would be jealousy disguised as maturity

the way that you would decide to breakup would feel healthy and proper

enough to make you feel good enough to boast about having a smooth relationship and breakup

you talked it out and made sure you were both on the same page before deciding to end it

both of you looked fine on the outside

but inside, you both felt awful about the decision

this masking would haunt you even long after, and all you could feel was overwhelming jealousy whenever you saw Taehyun with anyone else

because he was supposed to be yours, he had said it himself

it was hard to accept that the relationship couldn’t be perfect, despite Taehyun being the most perfect man you had ever met

the jealousy would slowly morph into loathing, and before you knew it, you ended up blaming him for everything

though you knew you had also been responsible for the way things turned out, your regret and resentment showed itself through your dishonest hatred for him

the unhealthy mindset would take a while to break out of

HUENING KAI

breaking up with Kai would be a realization

it would be hard to accept that the two of you were better off as friends, but it was necessary

he would have also come to the realization but would have been scared to address it in case you didn’t feel the same way

in a lot of ways, the breakup gave you relief

you would stay close to Kai— he’d still be your best friend 

and you would look back on the time you did date him as a fond memory

almost like an inside joke

whenever one of you brought it up, you would laugh

because there were no hard feeling left or any longing to go back to that time

you both had mutual understanding that staying as friends was what worked better

you would be happy if/when Kai found someone new, and he’d feel the same way with you

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[starriest-orion]

day two and feeling. EUGH. I'm healimg quicklt because this shit is itchy already. HELP ME SOMEONE PLEASE AUSHDBSJ

It doesn't hurt right now brcause I have an awesome painkiller, but the story of what happened is under the cut;

(Gore tw, mentions of throwing up tw, general medical stuff tw, (legal and medically authorized) drug use tw, needle tw)

So, basically we had to go to my grandmother's birthday party. There were alotta people and stuff, so the next day only the direct family went to eat at some restaurant. I, being the eldest, was babysitting my cousins (Who had watched the first few minutes of the first Bad Batch episode and were insisting on pretending to beat up droids; youngest adored Wrecker and the middle thought Crosshair was cool. So proud of my boys HAHA) and the only place there was that wasnt just grass and thorns was this freshly built playground. I'm not sure if it's the same in other countries, but here where I am (South Africa<3) there are little tire ladders (as shown here):

(Stuff like this. And I'm not aure how to add the alt text/how to phrase it so if you are able and want to please do so!)

And when I got to the top, I failed to see a screw/bolt they didn't cut. (GORE TW FOR THIS PART)

So, as I pushed myself up, an edge of the screw caught the skin on my leg and tore/cut it open. It was deep as hell, like. Down to the layer of fat under the skin. It didn't hurt HAHA- I just. Told the middle cousin to keep and eye on the youngest, and then waddled over to my mum 🧍‍♂️She IMMEDIATELY got angry at anyone and everyone, as the other adults scrambled to get a first aid kit. I was vibing to dancing queen by ABBA and I didn't understand how serious it was. The owner saw and was apologizing profusely as I sat and joked around, made sure others were okay (and got teased for that), and bantered. She said she'll put my name up on a plaque to show I was the first incident report.

Then, after I was bandaged up nicely, we drove an hour and a half to the hospital. As dumb as it is, I have a horrid phobia of neeldes (NOT because of pain. I don't like the idea of something in/under my skin)

The first hospital we got at was a 3-4 and a half hour wait, so we left to go to another. We got in fairly quickly, the nurse checked me out and did tests. My blood pressure was 150/90 (I'M 14. I WAS SO WORKED UP THAT I HAD A DANGEROUSLY HIGH BLOOD PRESSURE) Then she pulled out a blood sugar testing thing. I knew what it was like instantly because my not brother brother, who lived with us for a few months has diabetes, and then I refused to test my blood sugar in absolute panic (I didn't know we'd have to do that, sorry gang) so the nurse, in annoyance, said to leave it. (important ish for later)

We went into the surgery room, and the nurses were so nice to me ☹️

I was crying alot in pain and I was scared, my mum was right next to me the whole time comforting me and letting me cry. The doctor was also super cool, and we joked around alot. He understood how scared I was of needles, because apparently he was also petrified of needles. So, he decided that he'd give me a drip, and some Ketamine (yes the horse tranquilizer) so that I'd only have to be conscious for one needle. It was. Unpleasant HAJWKWK

I felt when the Ketamine kicked in, and boy did it kick in. I was high as a kite, but that apparently wasn't enough to keep me under. I kept waking up in the middle of the procedure, and I actually felt every injection. He decided to numb the cut after he realized I was awake-ish/could feel it, and I'm glad he did because I had to get ten stitches. Him and my mum were talking throughout it, and I was sort of talking here and there the best I could. Ketamine, which is supposed to make you oblivious, didn't quite work on me. I knew where I was, what was happening, who was there, I could even hear what my mum was saying. At some point though I must've gone under again because I was in armor and in space so that was fun!:D Then I woke up, and since my brain was 100% awake but my body wasn't, the anxiety in my brain made me check my motor skills (I moved my hands and feet) then my coherence (which presented itsself as me passing around scientific facts about Orcas) Then they put me in a wheelchair since I couldnt walk, and we immediately had to go to the bathroom, because I apparently had a really low blood sugar and threw up. It was. Actually not that bad, I felt much better. And the aftertaste was just doritos LMAO AHAHDJSJSJ

We went home, I tried to eat, failed, took a bath, then ate toast with butter and bovril on it (all you need to know is its salty) and I felt MILLIONS of times better. I needed SALT

Then I went to bed, woke up out of fear of popping my stitches, talked to my mum and her gf for an hour, then slept again :3

So that's my story HAHA

I got a NASTY ass cut on my leg and had so many panic attacks about the NEEDLES ans STITCHES that I had to be drugged to fall asleep 😭 the injury in all it's violently gorey glory isnt even that sore, but now woth the whole ass 10 stitches in my leg I'm choosing to walk woth crutches because it hurts to bend my knee 💥💥

(I have photos if anyone wants to see ofc)

[flwerr-ss]

Fantasies That Will Consume You Whole (drabble)

- TW!!! non//con, unhealthy mindset, escapism, implied imprisonment, implied abuse, implied baby trapping, NSFW

f!reader/character

it’s hard to speak when you feel words bubbling from the very pits of your throat trying to claw their way out. prying open your mouth to allow the sound out desperate pleas.

yet when the words finally push past your lips, their nothing but sinful sounds. whimpers that slip past your lips as you bite down until blood is drawn. moans that shaped perfectly into his name.

and all you could do was consume yourself into a sick fantasies of softness. as if pillows could consume those fantasies. ignore, the tight grip that digs into your skin. the sharp pain that tears into your skin, a crimson color shading his nails.

you pretend that it wasn’t grunts of his pleasure that left his lips and flowed into your ears. you bury yourself into the pillow, digging what is left of your now dull nails into the sheets. you just had to pretend that it was him singing melodies of sweet nothingness. the sound of “I love you” as prayers. yet only those could be a part of a distant past, one that you truly don’t know if it was simply a fictional story of your pain.

the feeling of your chest crushing your lungs, as your knees were pushed deeply to your chest, the blemishes of bruises would soon decorate your skin as if a black canvas. it’s the way he wants it, for you to only be touched by his hands. like a brush as soft as fur. yet it burns at your skin.

his touch only felt like prickles of needles. burning your flesh of his desire. the way his lips, were so cold that planted your skin. the open-mouth kisses that were sloppy, but that’s how he wanted it. messy and sloppy.

the sobs that left your mouth, as his teeth dug into your flesh, leaving whatever mark of his. it was so suffocating to breathe when it seemed like he was trying to consume you whole.

you closed your eyes, you dreamed of those fantasies where you could look at him with the feeling of your guts twisting and breaking. where you wouldn’t have a consent purple ring mark around your wrist from how tight the chain was, like a marriage ring that would forever bond you to him. as if you could ever escape, not with the way he looks at you. hungry eyes of a predator who would never allow his prey to leave.

Your eyes shot open when you felt the now sporadic movement. you looked at him pleading, your eyes filled with those glossy tears as another sob left your teared lips from both yours and his teeth.

you tried to push against him, but he only gripped your wrists. his grip leaving a deep imprint on your skin. a pained whine left your lips, it hurts, it hurt bad but he didn’t notice, or at least he pretended not to notice, and lived in a fantasy like you were you were actually in love with him, like that distance past.

he brought one of your wrists to his mouth kissing too softly, almost lovingly making you sick. yet even through all of this, he continued to rock his hips into yours, only this time they became more sporadic, and rough, it was too much, he was too much.

you felt like you could feel in your mouth. yet you couldn’t help the moans that left your lips, shaped beautifully in his name.

you felt his grin on your wrist as you let out a loud sound of pleasure if you could even call it that. you hated that every time he would grin or smile. you would think back to the time you loved him. where there were sweet nothings in your ear, where you wouldn’t forced into this position whenever he had a bad day. when talking to him didn’t feel like a dance on a tightrope. when just living didn’t feel like walking on eggshells.

your eyes rolled to the back of your head as his movement became rougher and more forceful, but he was always forceful. from his words to his actions, it was forceful, never soft, at least like how he was in those fantasies.

he leaned forward his breath hitting the shell of your ear, his breath was hot as if trying to melt your skin. a groan was heard followed by the sound of your name.

his grip tightened around your thighs, a dip imprint on your leg as he pushed even more into your chest your legs feeling crushed as he placed his body weight onto you.

then you heard it

“i love you…”

those words that you fantasized about, yet it was never soft. this wasn’t the love you dreamed about this was your reality..your prison.

the warmth of liquid filled you, you felt sick. you let out a sob as he cooed into your ear.

you wished that your fantasy would consume you whole