Hold Ur Horses There

18+, Any pronouns, smut reader/writer

[p0ssysworld]

I’m a hyperfixator that writes about anything and everything, (besides piss kinks and scat, that’s my only boundary) that I hyperfixate about. for those of you that don’t know, a hyperfixation is basically you being obsessive over one thing for a long time, typically for me it’s like 2-3 weeks, then they stop being obsessed and go on to the next best thing. This will also be a dirty blog so minors begone!

[p0ssysworld]

Went on tiktok and a post was about “what would be the last line to make the reader question everything”. Here are my favorites I found.

1. You always believed the detective, but never questioned why they knew so much.

2. One apple falls from a tree and we know the meaning of gravity, yet thousands of bodies fall and we still don’t know the meaning of humanity.

3. Why would you keep turning the pages? Would you want more people to die? Are our lives really that meaningless to you?

4. Remember when I said I fell asleep in chapter 20? I never said I woke up.

5. The murders diary was never found, that’s because you are holding it right now

I love your creative minds mixed with analytical thinking

[anonyymoose]

highly recommend: making that character’s mourning WORSE!!!! make them play pretend with that corpse. make it seem like they’re moving on until they start telling the new person to start dyeing their hair the color of the person they lost and start calling them their name to make it clear that they’re hanging out with this person now to try and make them into the old one. make your grieving character put people in the same situation the person they’re mourning died in and have them hope they die to prove it was unpreventable. make your grieving character put people in the same situation the person they’re mourning died in and have them hope they live to prove that it wasn’t doomed to happened. make your grieving characters actively harm the people around them and the memory of the person they lost. I love you morally dubious grieving characters

[p0ssysworld]

Since AO3 is down I might as well tell you what fic I am most missing rn. It is an The Freak Circus (VN) fanfic in a leviathan au. We are a song-less mermaid and our pod sacrifices us to the leviathans for prosperity but they actually take a liking to us because of a long time feud with 2 gods (mermaid and leviathan god) and turns out leviathans are not what mermaids think. Its a beautiful fanfic that posts regularly and when AO3 gets back on I will put a link down. You are shipped with all 5 of the characters btw, maybe 6, but we don’t know that yet…

UPDATE: AO3 is back up but idk for how long so take this beautiful fanfic, I couldn’t figure out how to copy paste the link because I am on mobile so hopefully this works!

[its-elementary]

[p0ssysworld]

Since AO3 is down I might as well tell you what fic I am most missing rn. It is an The Freak Circus (VN) fanfic in a leviathan au. We are a song-less mermaid and our pod sacrifices us to the leviathans for prosperity but they actually take a liking to us because of a long time feud with 2 gods (mermaid and leviathan god) and turns out leviathans are not what mermaids think. Its a beautiful fanfic that posts regularly and when AO3 gets back on I will put a link down. You are shipped with all 5 of the characters btw, maybe 6, but we don’t know that yet…

UPDATE: AO3 is back up but idk for how long so take this beautiful fanfic, I couldn’t figure out how to copy paste the link because I am on mobile so hopefully this works!

[p0ssysworld]

I have a huge crush on mars from the YouTube series power frat. It was like my world stated being revolutionized after having a peak at him in chapter 1. I have not drawn in years but for him (like hugh morris) I will get my ipad out. You can tell I love nerdy men

[p0ssysworld]

And the crowd goes wild after the ending scene with Harley Sawyer alive!!!!!

What do you guys think about how the player and sawyer will interact in chapter 6?

[p0ssysworld]

I just had a thought about chapter 3 of The Freak Circus. So Neko (the creator) said that sometime soon we will see the monster version of someone (I think it’s gonna be pierrot, but it might be Harlequin you never know) and I am imagining that on accident in Mc’s room they are just minding their business and the turn around in their bedroom and its just pierrot in his full glory looking mortified. Now here is why I made a post about this. I imagine all the YouTubers doing lets plays of the 3rd chapter and as soon as the camera pans to pierrot they just immediately starts screaming of excitement. Like full on scream and giggling and laughing. Thats what I imagine chapter 3 will be like. Thank you for coming to my ted talk

[ceramic-raven]

When the fandom is small and you find little to no long chapter fics

[minzart]

It will be just us two... three...? Four? FIVE?!

AO3

Your long for privacy again, bit at least there's only two clowns stalking you... right?

One shot, gender neutral reader, short scene, atempt at comedy

The first thing you do when you get home is throw your things on the nearest object and yourself at your bed, today and been a long... really long shift

People came and went, the circus continuing being the talk of the town, and probably will stay that way for... a lot longer, you of course, knowing exactly why that is and... perhaps being a bit to blame yourself for the... unfortunate incidents are happening too

Regardless, as long as Carol was alive, because well you doubt she will ever be again after being drugged to become a mindless doll, you have no complains, let them do whatever they want, not your circus any- never mind

Scrolling through your phone, you type on the search bar "means to keep evil spirits and / or devils away for dummies", studies of those same subjects have been all you have find yourself researching for lately

Did they ever work? No, but fuck man if monsters actualy exist them SOMEONE has to have found a way to deal with the supernatural, shit you aren't even looking for a permanent solution just something to guarantee a bit of privacy...

And speaking of the devil, literaly, your trained ears pick the soft jingle of bells coming from your balcony, with exasperated sigh you get up and, harder than you meant to, open the glass door to the outside world

Catching in mid climb, the white-haired Pierro, his black and bright yellow eyes wide from the Sudden movement, his month no were to be seen

"... you gotta stop climbing to the second floor people will notice someday" you move to help the clown, even if you know he doesn't need it anyways, but courtesy is what kept you alive to this day... you hope...

His voice is barely a whisper, his pale face, for you know it is made of something that is not quite a mask but not quite skin, burns lightly pink, shy or embarrassed as he is by being caught "you heard me..."

"No shit" you snort at his demeanor anyways, deep down a part of your brain is asking itself if it is too late to seek therapy or a mental asylum at this point, for despite all the OBVIOUS flags, you have found yourself actualy charmed by the crazy performer... where has your sanity gone? You wonder briefly... especially now that you dig in your pockets to gift your stalker a set of keys "here"

Pierro tilst his head sideways, big wondering eyes going from your hand to your face "keys?"

"For the front door" You sigh, closing his hand around the set "so you can stop giving me a heart attack and paranoia"

The clown is trembling, smile tretched tightly as it gets when he gets excited, muffled you could hear heavy breathing and red tints his face ever stronger by the passing seconds

You ignore all this and continue to walk back inside your apartment "might as well, right? It's not like i can stop making you show up, so might as well handle you the keys. Just don't eat everything on the fridge, alright? I need a bath... and a nap... definitively a nap..."

But just as you were about to cross the door, a giggle makes you look up, the squeak you gave was definitively not good for your dignity but God damnit did Harlenqueen ever knew how to freak you out when he wanted to

The green clown chuckles, but there is no glint of mischief in his neon eyes. No, they are narrow and... perhaps, genuine resentful "my my if I knew all it took to get an invitation to your house free of charge at any time,bwas to keep being such a clingy dog, I'd gladly put on a colar for you~"

You imediatly slap your hand on Harlenquins' neck, making sure your fore arm covers his chest as you gently push him out of your way, it was never a guarantee that Pierro wouldn't throw his knifes at his companion when he as much as breathed three feet away from you, but you hope they could at least behave today, you would hate to clean blood of your curtains... again

"Fucks sake Harleen give a heads up when you do this shit" you feel claws grip your free hand, a looming shadow behind you is insisting in having your attention again, so you give in and pull Pierro along for the inside of your house, leaving Harlenquin behind

"What?" The green clown asks mockingly "no keys for me? I'm hurt dearest, after the good times we have had-"

"There were no good times" you cut him before one of Pierros' knife do "and I only had a budget for one set of copies. Wait your turn, geez. "

"..." now he shuts up, impatient prick, he even has the gall to shine his alredy bright eyes, month only a small gap of razor teeth in surprise "you were actualy planing to give me a set too?"

"Yeah, but it was supposed to be a surprise like Pierros'- don't look at me with those kicked puppy eyes. You got yours first - because you two will keep showing up at my house, and i really don't want any cops or god forbid neighbors being suspicious"

You ignite the stove and put a pot with water in it, might as well make coffee for your "guests", all the while your clingy pierrot doesn't let go of your hand and even rests his head in the back of yours, you can feel him pouting

"Besides" you gesture for Harlenquin to sit on the nearest chair, as if he wasn't already doing that to begin with, the familiar shit eating grin back at it's place on his face "it's not like i have any more stalkers besides you two righ?"

Both clowns nod, agreeing to something at least, but you freeze

As if your body needed a wake up call, you feel eyes still watching your every move even if you were so sure there would be no more, and from the corner of your vision you see a shadow on the mirror

A mirror that stays perfectly positioned in your room to be seen from the kitchen of the small apartment, and that shadow looks at you with only one amusing eye

You groan, and if you were anything but human you would probably have actualy growled, letting go of Pierros hand and marching pissed back to your room, the attitude so strange that shocks both clowns into a stun

The shadow is not there for the naked eye, but you know he is still here, and with the confidence of a trained demonologist, you dive both hands at your mirror, and they pass thoroughly immediately. Deciding to not think and only do you ignore the screams of wrongness and strangeness your brain gives your gut,how this wasn't supposed to happen, how a mirror should be solid and not... moist

You feel him, and you grab him, and you pull him out directly to your floor, you bark "are you fucking kidding me?!"

The ticket taker looks at you neutraly, as if this was expected "you could have just asked for me to come out"

"OFF MY MIRROR?! IN MY OWN ROOM?! CAN YOU JUST GO TO ANY MIRROR NOW?!"

Pierro, for his part, looks genuinely shocked while Harlenquin recovered really quickly, and faintly, you hear "do you think he would let me borrow that mirror to see them too?"

You ignore it as well as the sound of slashed meat, and continue ranting now, pacing from side to side as the blue ring master dusts his clothes back into shape "is there anyone else I need to know that is stalking me now? My grandma? My ex? My shadow?!"

And as if summoned like the devil himself, a hand grabs your feet and at this point you only look down and... yup... your shadow has purple eyes now, and it's getting off the ground "what the fuck"

For all it matters, now Harleen looks genuinely frightened and Pierro just freezes, but of course the ticket taker only looks mildly surprised

"I thought we would take turns," the bastard has the gall to say

"I heard you screaming from my tent" Jester chuckles into reality "and this looked like a party... what are you two doing out of the circus at this hour?"

The ice and threat that those words carried went right above your head because you were genuinely so fucking tired of this bullshit, you need to get out,get some air, SOMEWHERE WITHOUT THOUSANDS OF EYES ACTUALY FOLLOWING YOU WOULD BE EXCELENT RIGHT NOW

You groan pinching your nose "first my balcony, then my mirror, now my shadow, you know what let me get out for fucks sake DOES NO ONE KNOW THE MEANING OF PRIVACY ANYMORE?!"

You continue walking, ignoring the eyes following you as you march to the door "i might as well go visit the doctor and let him vivisect me, what is that compared to four people having already seen me butt ass naked at this point"

And right as you open the door... there is the biggest plague doctor of your nightmares, holding your tinny jacked in his arm, he looks at you like an owl with those big red tinted glasses

You look back, stunned into silence

"You... forgot this on your latest appointment?"

"...EVERY BODY OUT!"

[p0ssysworld]

HELP ME FIND THIS FANFIC

Back when I was in my Hetalia phase, there was this one fanfic (I forgot what site it was, probably quotev) there was a russia x reader where he is yandere. Anyways it’s super winter out, she (that is we) is pregnant and decided to escape into the snow because she obviously does not want to be there. She then passes out from hypothermia where russia finds her. He then takes her back home and they have this conversation of him being disappointed that she had a miscarriage because she wanted to escape and he starts crying I think idk, he isn’t really mad he is more upset and depressed about it. If you guys know which fanfic this is, I would love to read it again cuz I wanna laugh at myself. So if any of you know they name or author, and if you also have this memory, please share with me. Thank you!

[sentrybites]

me looking in the mirror after spending september counting down the days just waiting for kinktober:

[p0ssysworld]

Can someone please write a fanfic for Past Robert Daly x reader where the reader stays with him so the others can go home or something along those lines. I really want the whole “I don’t want to fix him I want to make him worse”. There is NO X READER for him like plzzzzzzz!!!!!!

[fetchen]

“He is traumatized and has every right to be a villain” are we deadass rn

[p0ssysworld]

Ok so here I am talking about Past Robert Daly, you know the clone not the actual older one. This one was stuck in a digital world sped up for 500 years. Now I am obviously not discrediting Nanette at all, she obviously did the right thing, he was entirely abusing his ability in that moment and when he abused her physical form she had every right to kill him. But think about it, he literally spend whoever knows how long alone, a mind slave to create a video game. He is gonna be severely traumatized and want someone to have a friendship with.

Obviously this is my opinion and anyone can have the ability to think differently or even challenge my opinion. Everyone has had a different life experience so of course they are going to think differently.

[p0ssysworld]

It has been some months since the Sequel came out and I got hyper fixated again (I am totally watching Bugonia when it comes out in theaters because the trailers looks like the character is similar to the mental decline of young Robert Daly) I am very happy to say that although the amount of fan fiction I have found still is lacking, but the quality is superior than most I read. I am happy that the very few people that saw the potential for fan fiction wrote it because I am happy I have been fed.

[whimsical-little-crumb]

based on the image below

[wiltingandromedas]

Habit with a S/O thats obsessed with him and has over 100 pictures of him, they also steal some of his stuff sometimes (and stalk him)

HABIT

He does the same thing.

So when he figures it out he's just like ???

He loves it but it also weirds him out

But not in a bad way!

He's very delulu so knowing you're also delulu is,,, surprising.

Joe Goldberg and Love Quinn type shit???

He will personally feed into your obsession

Like.. Deliberately.

He'll take pictures of himself on your phone, leave his shirts out after he's worn them, and he'll never leave your side.

To be fair he has to leave every now and again because yknow bloodlust

But otherwise he's stuck to your hip.

He suspects you're stalking him, because he stalks you too, he keeps tabs on you constantly.

Probably has cameras set up in his house just to watch you.

You're both equally delusional

And he wouldn't have it any other way!

Btw if you EVER kill someone just because you're jealous of them for having his attention he might just marry you

This mf doesn't believe in marriage.

But he will absolutely start.

[buckyisonfire]

I found a meme format and thought of them