#psycho!

[aint-love-heavy]

New levels of batshittery reached with this we were taught that AIDS was what now?????

[harry-styles-obsessed]

Devil in disguise

Dark! Harry x y/n

Warnings: dark content, psycho! Harry, crazy! Neighbour harry , smut, kidnapping, gore, mention of ‘rape’ word 1x, slight breeding kink

Word count: 3,400

You had recently moved into your new apartment, all by yourself, you wanted a new life and a fresh start and getting out of your old city and living far far away was the only way you could properly do that. It was in a quiet part of town so there wasn’t really anyone that lived there apart from one guy you had seen from time to time but he seemingly kept to himself sometimes offering a slight smile to you but other than that he remained silent.

You awoke that morning to the sound of raindrops hitting the glass window, the rain trickling down quite quickly. How miserable. You sighed softly sitting up in your bed, you had laundry to deal with and some other things you just couldn’t bear to deal with so early on in the morning but before you could even think one more thought a loud knock was heard at the door, soon followed by another knock and another and another until you pulled the door open- dressed in only your dressing gown. “Hello,” you glanced at the man, his voice was timid and soft- he seemed nerdy? But still kind of sweet. “I’m Harry, I’m sorry I wasn’t able to come visit sooner- I was just nervous… you know? But I uh made these for you as a welcome to the apartment complex sort of thing” he rambled with a little smile, holding a small container of cookies “oh- you didn’t have to. Thank you so much.” You said beaming as you took the box from him, you didn’t even think to mention your name to flustered by the fact he even thought of you. “I know I didn’t, but I wanted to. It isn’t often newbies come up at a place like this but when they do I sure do like giving them a welcoming they deserve” he said a slight creepy smile on his face, but you paid no mind to it simply thinking he was being sweet and generous “well thank you.. again… I appreciate it.” You said and he simply smiled staring at you, not saying another word. “I’ll see you around, harry.” You said smiling before you shut the door catching a quick glimpse of how he waved but you paid no mind to it, pulling the chain across the door and placing the box of cookies the counter.

As the days and weeks passed you and Harry continued bumping into each other, his charming smile working its magic on you, so much so he had invited you over for a meal at his house and you felt terrible so you agreed to go over. I mean what’s the harm in doing that? A free meal and engaging in conversation with a friend- it’ll do you good with your social life. You wore a comfy but casual outfit, nothing too snazzy but something nice and comfortable. Harry lived the apartment opposite to you, so it was incredibly easy to get there.

You ran a hand through your hair and before your knuckles could even knock on the door, the door had already been opened, Harry standing there a wide smile on his face “hey again- welcome… c’mon in.” He said happily and you smiled thanking him as you made your way into his apartment, it was nice and clean- spectacular even. “Please make yourself at home, dinner is in the oven ready for whenever.” He said with a happy smile. “I forgot to ask- what’s your name?” He asked and you looked at him taking a seat on the sofa “y/n” you said smiling and he hummed “y/n- a nice name. Do you happen to drink wine or just a soft drink?” He asked and you let out a soft laugh “soft drink please” you said and he nodded, you watched as he poured you and him a drink each, his hair was adorned with luscious short curls, tattoos littering his arms. He was gorgeous most definitely but he gave off a weird vibe so you weren’t quite sure how you felt about him just yet.

He handed you your drink, taking a seat opposite you “I sometimes even make my own drinks… squeeze an orange or two” he said and you hummed smiling “they’re really good, want to try one?” He offered and you shook your head taking a sip from your drink “I’ll pass, but thank you anyways. Maybe next time” You said and he nodded his head, he seemed to be staring at you a little bit too eagerly. That made you slightly uncomfortable and a feeling of dread overcame you. Something was wrong. Incredibly wrong. But in that exact moment you couldn’t do anything you were trapped. “Do you mind if I use the toilet?” You asked and he shook his head “of course not, the toilets just down the hall and to the left,” but unbeknownst to you Harry’s directions weren’t entirely sincere. You stood up placing your glass on the table as you smoothed your hands over your clothes, smoothing the wrinkles out before you followed his directions, and as you opened the door to the bathroom you stepped in only to notice a cold empty room. What? It looked like it was some dark alleyway that was attached to his apartment. Weird. “Maybe I went the wrong way” you said mindlessly to yourself but as you turned around you bumped directly into a hard chest, Harry’s tall figure blocking your way out “no. You went the right way.” He said, a sly smile on his lips and you furrowed your brows, becoming increasingly panicked “Harry… what are you doing?” You whispered visibly terrified but he simply smiled “I love you” he said with a shrug of the shoulders as if it was the most normal thing to say to his neighbour, you barely knew him so it frightened you. “Harry I’m going home, I’m sorry.” You said trying to push past him but as you moved forward he rested his hand on your shoulder pushing you back gently “no.” He murmured his eyes clouded over with some sort of darkness. “No?” You asked your flight or fight mood starting to kick in “you aren’t leaving” he said a sick smile staying on his lips, “you’re mine.” He said your eyes widening as you let out a laugh “oh this has to be a joke you freak!” You yelled before trying to shove past him your hands pushing against his chest and as he simply held on to you your panic increased, you lifted your knee up to collide with his crotch as he let out a grunt “silly girl” he spat out before gripping your T-shirt and shoving you backwards your head whacking against the wall, stars suddenly appearing in your vision and as he appeared over you his face was soft, his eyes kind again “I’m sorry, I didn’t want it to begin like this but you have to learn you can’t do that.” He said softly, you wanted to cuss him out, tell him to go screa himself but before you even could a wave of tiredness streamed over you, your head falling down onto your shoulder as darkness consumed you.

Harry had left you in the dark cold room, he left for an hour or so just drinking his egret away. He didn’t mean to hurt you, of course he didn’t, and because he did- he regretted it but he knew he had to have you in his life. He looked at the time on his phone before he exhaled and stood up making his way to the dark room, unlocking the door as he pushed it open quietly his eyes immediately focusing on you making sure you were still asleep, a small smile tugging at his lips as he stared at your helpless body, peaceful yet your face was contorted in fear and terror. The perfect combination that he liked. He knelt down just beside you, taking your jaw into his hand as he brushed his thumb over your bottom lip “so pretty” he whispered a psychotic grin tugging at his lips and after a few more minutes of simply staring at you he stood up, lifting you up bridal style as he made his way up of the room and into his bedroom, he laid you down on the bed, chains lingered on the bed frame. He took your left wrist into his hand before tying your wrist to the bed, he left one of your wrists free so you could have some sort of freedom. “Good girl” he whispered leaning down his lips lingering over your forehead, before he pressed a little kiss to your forehead before standing up straight as he stared down at you.

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As you fluttered your eyes open you noticed the room you were in was clean, the lights dim. you slowly sat up noticing the chain on your wrist, your eyes widening as your breathing grew heavier. It was no nightmare this was real life. “Don’t worry, those are just for mine and your safety.” A voice suddenly spoke up and your head snapped towards the voice. Harry. The bastard. Crazy mother fucker. He was sat on a chair next to the door. How long had he been sat there for? And as if he read your mind he answered “I’ve been here for about an hour. Just wanted to keep an eye on you. Make sure you were okay- you know.” He said with a slight smile and you let out a shaky breath your eyes wide with fear. “a-are you going to rape me?” You asked, tears forming in your eyes as you stared at him visibly terrified and he stood up letting out a soft chuckle, as if he found it hilarious that you asked “I’m not going to rape you.” He said calmly “then what are you going to do?” You asked worriedly, he sat down on the edge of the bed as you curled up trying to get as far away as possible from him “I’m going to love you.”

His words hit you like a ton of bricks. He was creepy. “Please let me go home I won’t tell anyone please I beg of you” you said tears spilling down your cheeks, instead of responding he cupped your cheek in his hand wiping away your tears “don’t cry. There’s no need.” He said with a calm smile. “Please let me go home please!” You yelled, begging him and he fell silent staring at you “I cant do that, sorry.” He said your eyes filling with rage and fear “let. me. go. Please.” You said softly and quietly “cant do that” he murmured yet again, your breathing growing heavier “please Harry please please I- I-“ he cut you off “I said I cant do that!” He raised his voice silencing you as you let out a shaky whimper. “I’m not going to hurt you… I just want to love you… you were the girl I always wanted.” He said with a small smile

You stared at him, visibly confused “you must have the wrong girl then” you said a disapproving look forming on his features “oh… no no no.” He let out a soft chuckle “you really don’t remember?” He asked and you shook your head sniffling trying to stop the flow of tears gushing out of your eyes “okay, let me try and help you remember; Harry styles.” He simply said and as you stared at him some more your eyes widened. The young boy who was in the same year in high school as you. He was obsessed with acting and being on stage, just like you were at that time in school… you two practically “dated” for a week. Yes a week. It was nothing serious but Harry must’ve taken it seriously. “We were meant to be together y/n, I’ve been looking for you for five years and I’m not letting you get away now.” He said his words sending frightening chills down your spine “I. Love. You and you will love me too someday”

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You spent the next few weeks remaining in Harry’s room, he never slept with you, he in fact chose to sleep on the sofa in the living room giving you time to adjust and become comfortable, you were getting used to him and as much as you wanted to fight it off you were starting to regain feelings for him, the feelings your younger self had. It made you feel sick. You had some sort of fucked up Stockholm syndrome but you couldn’t shake the feelings no matter how hard you tried.

You stared up at the ceiling the brief sound of Harry moving around grabbing your attention and you stood up, the chains immediately rattling but Harry didn’t even seem to notice so you sighed, sitting back down as you leaned against the headboard. After a few minutes the door was unlocked and opened as Harry stood there, a tray of food and drink as he beamed at you “morning y/n” he said happily “good morning Harry” you responded more calm than ever and he seemed to notice that “in a good mood?” He questioned and you smiled shrugging “I guess.” You said and he smiled before unchaining your wrist. A knife and fork were laid out just on the side of the tray “enjoy, you don’t have to eat it all” he said his hand resting a top of your head as he ruffled your hair before kissing the top of your head. You picked up the knife and fork as you immediately tucked in, you took gulps of your drink, the taste of the drink sweeter than usual but you thought nothing about it.

After a few minutes a sudden knot built in your stomach, something you hadn’t felt in a while. Your heart began to race the ache in your body becoming more prominent as you let out a shaky breath. You felt needy… the need to touch yourself but you held back your breath shaky and a bit loud. You placed the tray down on the floor just beside your bed “h-Harry” you called out, scared and he made his way into the room “yes??” He asked and you stared at him scared “what did you put in my drink?” You asked and he smiled softly, almost innocently. “What? Why? Aren’t you feeling well?” He asked and your breathing grew faster as he touched your forehead, his touch was effecting you in ways you couldn’t even explain and that’s when you realised something: you were needy for him.

As he stared at you, holding your hand your eyes gazed at his face then down to his lips then up to his eyes “I-I…” you couldn’t get your words out the need only intensifying and before you could even stop yourself you had thrown yourself at him, your lips sealing against his as his hands immediately wrapped around your waist, his tattooed arms only tightened around you as your hips began grinding down on him, you had never been this confident with someone like him… someone so out of your league. His hips rocked in a steady motion with yours, giving you some sort of friction to get off to which he found rather hot. His tongue slid against your bottom lip asking for permission but when you didn’t open your mouth, his hand suddenly slapped your ass a soft gasp falling from your mouth as he took that as his chance, slipping his tongue into your mouth kissing you deeply and passionately, the usually cold room now steaming hot as he worked your hips down onto his clothed bulge. His teeth gently tugged at your bottom lip, sucking on it gently before he pulled back gazing down into your eyes “such a good girl” he said, his lips kissing down your jaw and down your neck. You felt like you were betraying yourself but at this point you just didn’t care, he soon ripped your T-shirt off, trailing wet kisses down your chest and all the way down to your stomach “you like this? Don’t you hm? You dirty girl” he murmured a smirk on his features, before he kissed all the way back up to your lips attacking your lips in another kiss. His hand wrapped around your waist as he lightly lifted you up unhooking your bra as he took it off of you, staring down at you in awe, “woah” he whispered seemingly not believing what he was seeing “I’ve never seen someone so beautiful” he admitted, making your inner schoolgirl blush, as his kisses grew more passionate and harsh you grabbed a hold of his hair tugging at his curls.

He pulled your underwear off, his kisses kissing all over your thighs before he licked a stripe against your folds, his finger gently and teasingly pushing just into your folds, making you whine in need “you gonna be a greedy girl, hm? Want me to fuck you? Are you that needy?” He asked a small smirk on his lips, pushing one finger into your pussy as you fluttered your eyes shut letting out a whine of euphoria, his finger being replaced by his tongue as he lapped at your cunt repeatedly little moans leaving your lips as he sucked your clit flicking his tongue against your sensitive skin, your back arching from just that and as he let out a soft chuckle your body shivered from the vibration shooting throughout you. “You gonna come on my tongue? Hm? Do it. I want it. Such a good girl… hm” his words were enough to send you over the edge, your first orgasm spasming through you as you cried out his name, your fingers curled in his hair, your hips bucking in need for more of his touch.

He didn’t stop touching you, his touch driving you insane, but after you cooled down from your first high you began to realise what you were doing… what was happening… “you gonna have my babies? Hm? Oh we’re gonna have beautiful babies.” He murmured, you watched as he unbuckled his belt “wait…” you said softly and he looked at you continuing to undo his belt “I want to try something…” you said softly and he hummed, you got onto your knees, pushing him down onto the bed as he took his shirt off, you began trailing kisses down his chest keeping an eye on him and as you began to palm him his eyes immediately fluttered shut, his head falling back “mmm, fuck…” he whispered, his hand grabbing a fistful of your hair and as you took him into your mouth he without caring forced you all the way down his cock. His eyes squeezing shut as he let out a groan “such a good fucking girl…. Fuck… taking my cock so well hm”

As his eyes remained shut you continued to give him all the pleasure possible, your hand slowly moving down the side of the bed carefully and slowly making sure he wouldn’t notice, your hand grabbing a hold of the knife that was laid on the tray before you brought it up onto the bed “mhm, good girl.” He whispered letting out heavy breaths, his grip on your hair loosening as you felt him twitch in your mouth but before he could do anything else you bought the knife swinging down straight into his thigh as he let out a sudden scream of agony, his eyes filled with rage and confusion as he stared at you and you without waiting around stood up running out of the room, “y/n! You bitch!!” He yelled out, the sound of the knife clattering against the floor making you sprint towards the front door. You yanked the door open looking over your shoulder as you saw Harry anger on his face as he walked towards you, a slight limp in his walk, you took the keys on the counter before slamming the door shut, locking it from the outside, as he began screaming, banging on the door as he screamed your name over and over again.

“I’m going to kill you! You stupid slag! I’m going to fucking kill you.” He yelled out and you pushed your apartment door open before slamming it shut and locking it, putting the chain across as you let out a shaky breath, your eyes wide as his screaming continued… you escaped… you escaped him. You had done it. Your hands shakily grabbed a hold of your phone before you bought it to your ear

“999 what’s your emergency?”

[bigherosixfeels]

Hi, what do you think Obake will do next? You know he's 'The Psychopath' and one of the next episode is called 'Psycho!'.

Honestly, Obake is such a wildcard with me. He knows the identities of everyone on the team now. If I had to guess, I’d say he’ll try to make a move on one of them when they least expect it. 

I looked up the episode title for Psycho! and IMDb has a description for it. 

When Hiro and Baymax discover the crimes of the San Fransokyo historic union that involves a mysterious villain, Miss Danger, the team decides to take her down.

From the sounds of it, it doesn’t sound like Obake will be the psycho, but we may still see him (and Miss Danger could be working for him). 

[noralevin]

📖 + atti 🤭

Send 📖 for my muse to read out an entry in their journal/diary about yours.

"Oh, Jesus fucking Christ. What is this, a humiliation ritual?

Okay, fine. I don't keep a diary, never have, but I actually did just find something I wrote something in my fuckin' iPhone 5 notes app after our first date. The first one after we got back together.

God, this sucks. Fuck you.

It's kinda just a timeline of the night at first, but then there's... 'I can't really remember why we broke up in the first place. We could've had an extra year of this but just decided not to? I always thought that I'd feel some kind of lightning bolt hit me the first time I fell in love, but now I think that I might've just felt it so early, the moment I met him, that I somehow just forgot what it felt like in the meantime.'"

[mysortofstar]

I AM IN MY BODY THE WAY MOST PEOPLE DRIVE IN THEIR CARS.

- Laurie Anderson

[bookbindersdelight]

kristina coming on here to change her icon and then leave

[onestowatch]

MASN Enlists Trippie Redd For the “Psycho!” Remix

Photo: Allison Hunter  

Nineteen-year-old rising artist MASN hit the creative jackpot earlier this year when his song “Psycho!” became part of a viral trend on TikTok. The track spread across the internet like wildfire, thanks to 1.5 million TikTok users and counting dubbing videos about their pet peeves with the line “I might just go psycho.” Today, the super chill “Psycho!” is getting a little extra sauce with a remix featuring Trippie Redd.

The track is an airy, almost eerie, production about a party that gets a little out of hand, with MASN finding himself surrounded by too many, too drunk ladies. His verse is about trying to escape the chaos, chiming in “I just left in the Porsche / I'm moving too fast I cannot slow it down / On my way to the morgue / I'm dying young if I don't slow it down.” The verse also references a tumultuous breakup; MASN expressed that the lyrics are a “collage of different feelings” he was experiencing when he wrote the song.

Trippie’s verse breaks up the melancholic affair, adding an extra dose of angst. His quick addition reads almost like a checklist for young rappers: no photos, lambo, glocks, stealing your girl. Regardless, it’s still a fun little bonus to the intoxicating lull of the original.  

MASN is spending his quarantine in his hometown in Utah, working on a gamut of new music, so we can look forward to more tranquil and infectious tunes in the coming months. In his writing process, he says he aims to create “a refreshing world you can experience through the music.”

With “Psycho!,” we’d say MASN hit the nail on the head. 

Listen to “Psycho!” below: