*thunder Crackling*

What would happen if Famous reader surrounded by yanderes attended an Oscars, Met Gala type event, where are there a lot of yanderes in the same place?

Sorry for responding so late I had some kind of writers block (and feel like I still do😭) and have been busy.

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BEFORE Acceptance

Dread builds days before the event in Famous!reader. Her hands would shake while scrolling through the guest list. Too many familiar names. Too many dangers masked in tailored suits, shining diamonds and velvet gowns.

At first she considers not going-but soon realizes that would most likely trigger a worse reaction. They’d feel abandoned. Some would even take it as a personal betrayal.

When she arrives cameras flash like gunfire-trying to capture every single movement. Cheers from fans that can’t keep themselves quiet mixed with the eerie silence behind the controlled smiles of her fellow celebrities.

The moment the cameras were gone, the real game began-mingling. Socializing. Being passed from one obsessive admirer to the next like a prized artifact. Her throat tightened with every polite laugh, every glass clink, every overly familiar hand brushing against hers. But she can see what’s lurking behind all the champagne glasses and fake pleasantries.

Obsessive eyes and perfect smiles that are stretched just a little too wide-tension disguised as elegance.

Small talk felt like walking on glass. She knew that saying the wrong thing to the wrong person could ignite jealousy, rage, or worse-tears masked as devotion.

They expected her to move through the room with grace, to greet each one like she hadn’t seen the desperation in their eyes before. Every interaction was a test-of loyalty, of memory, of affection.

She had trained herself to be polite, charming, diplomatic-but being charming under threat, surrounded by people who loved her too much, made every conversation feel like holding her breath underwater.

One yandere who works for a fashion company holds her hand for a beat too long, failing to hide how pleased they are behind a smile, whispering, “I knew you’d liked and wear the dress I sent you”

Another would appear unannounced clinging to her arm for every photo, gently -but firmly steering her away from the others.

Subtle intimidation - one threatens with a smile, “Heard you’ve been spending a lot of time with that director. You are not replacing me, are you?” An empty laugh leaven their throat afterward, disguising it as a joke, but Famous!reader knows better. 

A rival yandere “accidentally” spills wine on her dress and insists on escorting her to clean it, whispering how “fragile” she looks up close.

There are social traps everywhere

A casual toast becomes a game of loyalty. Each admirer waits for her to look only at them as she raises her glass.

They monitor her expressions, eye contact, her breath-searching for signs of favoritism.

She was exhausted before it had even begun but now she feels like prey. Every move is watched. Every smile dissected.

Her heart raced constantly; she can’t eat, she can’t breathe, she can’t rest.

Famous!reader starts to wonder if she’s even a person anymore, or just a shared fantasy wrapped in silk and expensive jewelry.

AFTER Acceptance

She has now realized she can’t escaped the obsession, but she can control how it manifests-and she is going to make the best of the situation.

She adopts a new persona-she is still herself, just more elegant and untouchable. Gives them just enough to stay calm but starved enough to stay obsessed. Each smile is calculated and each compliment works as a leash. Famous!reader begins to command the room.

She glides through the event gracefully, allowing each admirer a moment of her presence-like a goddess blessing her followers.

She praises one’s outfit, compliments another’s recent success, leans in to whisper something meaningless but personal-sounding.

They’re dazzled. Possessive. But temporary satisfied.

At some point, one yandere gets too bold-reaches for her wrist too tightly or tries to corner her. This would have terrified her a few moths ago, made her freeze or even shed a few tears-but now she wasn’t even phased by it.

Famous!reader no longer feels small. She’s still trapped-but now she controls the illusion.

She uses their rivalry to maintain distance. If one gets too close? She lets another yandere see-sparking just enough jealousy to create chaise so she can escape. No one notices when she slips out for air, they’re too busy watching each other.

She misses what love used to mean. Before the obsession. Before every glance carried weight, before every compliment felt like a contract she never signed. She still dreams, sometimes, of being held without being watched-of hands that don’t tremble with need, of a voice that doesn’t whisper mine like a warning.

But she’s stopped panicking. The fear is still there, tucked under her ribs, but it no longer rules her. It’s just part of the costume now.

She’s less a person these days and more a myth-polished, adored, dangerous to approach. Somewhere along the way, she stopped trying to peel the mask off and started wearing it.

Love, for her, is no longer soft. It’s teeth behind lipstick, roses with thorns sharpened to a point. And so she walks through rooms full of beautiful monsters with her head high, draped in elegance, knowing full well she can’t be touched-not without consequences. She’s learned to wear her danger like a gown: breathtaking, unapproachable, and stitched from the fear they gave her.

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kiss kiss fall in love 💘

some days you cannot help but pity some people

pls just let me be a dumb stupid kitty and not think for a while... make me do things for (or to) you, control me, take care of me or make me listen to everything you say but whatever happens DON'T let me think for myself!!! this shit is TIRING just wanna be a pretty kitten that goes meow meow meow and behaves

because of woke they're making a female version of the bastard sword called the bitch blade

hmm?