I would like to talk about my personal experiences with the Death Note fandom, specifically on TikTok.
I enjoy Death Note, and I have enjoy participating in the fandom. However, my experience in this space has also involved repeated disrespect, harassment, and uncomfortable behavior from other people in the fandom.
I have always liked Lawmane. When I was newer to the fandom, I received hostile comments over that preference, including messages that were completely inappropriate and unacceptable. At the time, I chose not to engage with it seriously, but that does not make the behavior any less wrong.
A similar pattern happened when I became more openly attached to Beyond Birthday. BB has been an important comfort character for me, and I have spoken about him in personal contexts such as romantic. At one point, I posted about him, reality shifting, and my mental health, a vent, the post was not directed at anyone in the fandom at ALL.
Despite that, someone I will refer to as “T” left a comment implying that BB would never care about me and would harm me instead. I found that comment cruel, and strange. When I reacted negatively, it was framed as concern or “help,” but I do not consider comments like that helpful. I consider them invasive and disrespectful especially because they involved someone who I did not know, or even follow. I also believe another person in the BB side of the fandom blocked me because of that situation, despite the fact that my post was not about them either, in fact, I think they held resentment toward me the entirely of our mutuality on tiktok. It was about my own feelings and my own connection to a fictional character.
Later, I was invited into a group chat for BB fans. I will not be naming anyone, but I had only recently turned eighteen at the time, while some of the people involved were significantly older. The conversation included explicit content that made me uncomfortable. Regardless of anyone’s intent, I think that situation was inappropriate I am sharing this because I have noticed a repeated pattern in how I have been treated, especially by certain people within the BB side of the fandom. There has been gossip, indirect behavior, and a general lack of respect. I also find it telling that much of this behavior seems to happen within groups or people closely connected to one another.
As a creator, I do not think it is unreasonable to expect basic respect. I am not obligated to tolerate people speaking about me behind my back, projecting intentions or insecurities onto my posts, or treating my attachment to a character as something they are entitled to criticize or control. This is not an invitation for harassment toward anyone. I am not naming people, and I am not asking anyone to involve themselves. I'm making it clear that I am aware of how I have been treated, and I do not consider it acceptable.
People are allowed to dislike my ships, my posts, or my interpretation of a character. What they are not entitled to do is harass me, mock me, involve themselves in posts that were never about them, or make me feel unwelcome in a fandom space for enjoying fiction differently than they do. I will continue to enjoy Death Note, Lawmane, and Beyond Birthday, ETC. I am not interested in explaining myself further, or allowing other people’s discomfort to dictate what I am allowed to like.
I will continue to be passionate about Death Note, and I will continue creating work for the people who enjoy it. My priority is building a space that is comfortable for myself and for my audience. I am not interested in unnecessary drama, but I also will not remain passive when boundaries are crossed. My content being public does not mean people are entitled to disrespect me, harass me, misrepresent me, or involve themselves in matters that do not concern them.
Going forward, I will be much stricter about my boundaries. I have seen how hateful and hostile parts of the Death Note fandom on TikTok can be for over THREE years, and I will not pretend otherwise for the sake of keeping the peace. People are free to dislike my content, my ships, or my interpretations. They are not free to use that dislike as an excuse to harass me or create a hostile environment. I will continue creating, and I will continue protecting my own space. —Zombiecake
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1. I like to imagine the reason L has such an attachment to strawberries the fruit, goes much deeper than simply having a sweet tooth. Before Watari found him, during the last few months he spent surviving on the streets, there was a small strawberry patch behind a modest home in a poor neighborhood. Most nights, when food was scarce, he'd quietly slip through the fence and pick only enough strawberries to make it through another day/night. Even then, guilt would eat away at him. He knew the family growing them likely struggled too. So whenever he found something useful such as a gardening trowel someone had discarded, a watering can, seeds, or even gloves that had been thrown away he'd leave them near the garden as repayment. It wasn't enough to make up for taking the fruit, but to young L, it was the closest thing to saying thank you for the food.
2. L is not someone who forms attachments easily. In fact, outside of Watari, it's incredibly unlikely he'd ever become emotionally attached to another person. But if someone managed to earn that place in his life, they'd discover a side of him very few people ever see. L becomes quietly loyal. He'll naturally stay close to the person he trusts. At the same time, he'll always leave a little distance between the two of you, almost as though he's preparing for the day you'll leave. Childhood taught him that people disappear without warning, and because of that, he'd rather expect abandonment than be surprised by it. Deep down, L doesn't believe people stay forever. Instead, he simply appreciates the time they're willing to spend beside him.
3. Beyond Birthday is probably one of the loneliest children Wammy's House ever raised. Many people assume he was close with the other successors simply because they shared the same environment, but the truth is Beyond desperately wanted someone to understand him, yet almost every interaction he received revolved around expectations, evaluations, or discipline. Even praise from the staff felt distant, and conditional. He rarely heard that someone was proud of him, only that his results were satisfactory. Eventually, he stopped believing he mattered as a person. In his mind, he was simply "the replacement," someone who existed in L's shadow until he was no longer needed.
4. The heartbreaking thing about Beyond is that there absolutely was a version of him that could have become someone extraordinary. He had the ability to understand people, it could have made him an exceptional psychiatrist, therapist, lawyer, or judge. There were moments where he genuinely wanted to become a better person. But every time he began moving toward that future, his resentment pulled him back. His pride refused to let go of the title he'd been raised to chase. The Legacy Development Program had taught him that becoming L's successor was the highest achievement imaginable, and by the time he questioned that belief, it had already become part of his identity before essentially running away from wammy's house.
5. A has always been someone who notices other people's pain before his own. Whenever someone around him struggled, he instinctively stepped in to help, often neglecting his own wellbeing in the process. He convinced himself that if he could make someone else's life a little easier, perhaps his own problems wouldn't feel so heavy anymore. He never expected anything in return. In fact, many of the people he helped eventually moved on with their lives without realizing how much he'd done for them. Oddly enough, A didn't resent them for it. Knowing he'd helped someone find a happier path, even temporarily, gave him enough comfort to keep going and to push forward.
6. One of A's greatest struggles was learning that kindness shouldn't come at the cost of himself. Because he longed to feel useful and appreciated, he found it almost impossible to refuse requests, even unreasonable ones. Praise became something he quietly depended on. He once admitted this to Angelique (one of his closet friends/girlfriend) during a late-night conversation, confessing that he sometimes couldn't tell whether he was helping people because he genuinely wanted to or because he feared being forgotten if he stopped. Over time, he slowly learned healthier boundaries. He remained compassionate, but he also began recognizing that his worth wasn't determined by how much could sacrifice for everyone else.
7. Near is often misunderstood as cold or emotionless, particularly during his years at Wammy's House but Near simply learned to keep his emotions to himself because that environment rewarded composure and intellect over vulnerability. Beneath his reserved exterior is someone remarkably thoughtful. If another child needed help with homework he'd quietly help them. If someone lost a treasured toy, he'd help them search for it without expecting praise. His kindness exists in small gestures that most people never notice.
8. Although Near rarely speaks about it, he does carry guilt over how distant he sometimes appears. There are moments where he realizes someone interpreted his silence as indifference, and despite saying nothing, the misunderstanding stays with him. He often wonders whether he's accidentally hurt people simply because he doesn't express affection the way others expect. Growing up in Wammy's House and later participating in the Legacy Development Program reinforced emotional restraint as a strength. As a result, even when Near feels immense gratitude or affection, he often struggles to translate those feelings into words, leaving him frustrated with himself.
9. Mello has always been painfully aware that his emotions influence his decisions more than he'd like to admit. His rivalry with Near isn't only about intelligence, it's about recognition. Somewhere deep inside, Mello convinced himself that unless he became number one, people would never truly see him. Every accomplishment felt temporary if someone else received more praise. Every victory felt incomplete if Near remained ahead. Yet beneath the anger is himself, who desperately wanted someone to acknowledge his effort rather than his ranking. He didn't crave perfection nearly as much as he craved being enough.
10. Though very few people ever get to witness it. He writes extensively in private, filling notebooks with observations, and essays on crime, morality, and psychology. He rarely lets anyone read them except L. Deep down, he dreams of creating something people admire for its own merit rather than because his name is attached to it. He wants to leave behind ideas that matter. Ironically, his fear of not being good enough often prevents him from sharing the very work that could have earned the recognition he longed for.
11. Matt has always struck me as someone who simply learned to adapt. Before Wammy's House, I imagine he spent much of his childhood feeling overlooked and isolated, finding comfort in video games because they gave him a sense of control and companionship that reality often lacked. Then Mello came along and for perhaps the first time, Matt felt genuinely less alone in someone's life. That's why his loyalty runs so deep, it's gratitude.
12. The saddest thought about Matt is how easily he fades into the background. Birthdays come and go without much celebration, and he's never been the type to ask for attention. Even Mello, despite caring about him, sometimes becomes so consumed by his own goals that important dates slip by unnoticed. Matt accepts it but inside, he still wonders what it would feel like if someone remembered without being reminded. He became so accustomed to standing behind everyone else that few realized he deserved to stand in the light too.
1. No because Sayu and Near are so opposites attract coded to me. Everyone would probably assume Near would date someone genius-level and emotionally distant like him, but I think he’d be drawn to someone sweet. Sayu being a little older and taller than him would make him feel comforted, and when they play-fight, she ends up on top of him, laughing because she “won,” and Near just freezes, staring up at her and quietly mumbling, “I did not account for this outcome...” And later he’s just sitting by himself and twirling his hair faster than usual because he keeps thinking about it.
2. Sayu brings out a soft side of Near, and I will stand by that. He’s still Near, but instead of acting cold or seemingly so he smiles more and lets out these tiny little laughs when she says something silly. He twirls his hair faster when she’s close to him, especially when she’s rambling about something she’s excited about. Sayu notices it too, of course. She’ll lean in with this playful little smile and go, “Near, you’re doing the hair thing again.” And he just looks down at his hand shyly before softly saying, “It seems I am..."
3. One of their cutest dates would be going to one of those custom perfume places where you can make your own scent. He ends up making something floral with a little vanilla, while Sayu makes hers with coconut, and rain. Then instead of keeping their own perfumes, they exchange them. Near just looks at her shyly before saying, “That is what I made while thinking of you.”
4. Sayu loves showing Near those cute lunchbox-making videos, especially the ones where people make tiny animals out of rice or cut sausages into little octopus shapes. Since Near is almost always sitting on the floor with his toys or puzzle pieces scattered around him, Sayu just plops down beside him and leans in close so he can see her phone. Her shoulder brushes against his, and she doesn’t even think anything of it, he tries to focus on the video, but now all he can think about is how warm she is and how close she’s sitting. Sayu will be like, “Look, isn’t this cute?” And Near, trying so sound calm as usual, "it's lovely.."
5. They would totally have matching MP3 players, Sayu’s would be decorated with little stickers, cute charms, and maybe a tiny heart drawn somewhere on the back. Near’s would be plain white no decor. Sayu adds songs for him all the time, even though he doesn’t always listen right away because he gets busy or distracted.
6. When they’re older and Near’s hair got longer, Sayu became obsessed with styling it. Like, she sees all that soft white hair and immediately thinks, “free canvas!” Near lets her do it because he trusts her, and also because he secretly likes the feeling of her fingers in his hair. She’ll sit behind him while he’s working on something that doesn’t require much movement and ask, “Can I braid it?” And he’ll just quietly nod without looking away from his puzzle. She does braids, little clips, half-up styles, and sometimes two pigtails just because she thinks it’s adorable.
7. Sayu is absolutely the reason Near remembers to eat. Like, this man would fully forget meals because he got too focused on a case or a puzzle, and Sayu would not allow that. When she’s out during the day, she texts him between 12 and 2 p.m. with little reminders like, (ご飯食べた?ちゃんと食べてね!) “Have you eaten? Make sure you eat, okay!” Or, (チキンカツ買って帰るね!食べたい?) “I’m bringing chicken katsu home! Do you want some?” Near’s replies are always simple. He’ll text back, (ありがとう。冷蔵庫を見てみます。) “Thank you. I’ll check the fridge.” Or sometimes just, (お願いします。♡) “Yes, please. ♡” And Sayu saves those messages because Near using a heart. <3
8. Sayu goes to the mall and comes back with random little gifts for Near. One day she went to Build-A-Bear and made two bears, one that looks like her and one that looks like Near, and she makes them hold hands. She also gets him a puzzle set because she knows he’ll enjoy putting it together, Then he thanks her with the softest kiss near her eyes, and Sayu just melts because Near affection is always so sincere.
9. Aquarium dates are their thing. Sayu loves them because they’re peaceful, and Near loves them because they’re calm enough that he doesn’t feel overwhelmed. Sayu always holds his hand and gently drags him from tank to tank, pointing at every fish she thinks is cute. “Near, look!” she says, pointing at two little fish swimming beside each other. “That’s us!”
10. The funniest thing is that Near seems so independent during the day, but at nighr he is a very clingy one. Sayu found this out very quickly. He’ll wrap himself around her like a little koala, hair everywhere, while arms holding her close and Sayu laughs softly and complains, “Near, you're is suffocating me!” And he just mumbles, half-asleep, “I cannot help it.” Then he kisses her hand so gently, like an apology and also a refusal to move away from her at the same time.
L Lawliet & Light Yagami Friendship: Headcanons PART TWO!! ♡
1. One of their favorite things to do is browse old music stores together. Neither of them talked much while looking through the shelves, L almost always gravitated toward the Beatles section, Light, meanwhile, found himself drawn to artist Prince, whose music and stage presence he admired. After nearly an hour of browsing, they'd usually leave carrying three to five albums.
2. L occasionally visited Light's university purely out of curiosity and students whispered about the young man sitting strangely on the benches while reading a book. Some found him intimidating, It amused Light how people admired them for completely opposite reasons. Light for his intelligence, and reputation, while L attracted attention simply by existing and being so mysterious.
3. One afternoon, Misa invited both of them to spend the day at an amusement park. She ended up spending most of her time with L, much to Light's annoyance. While Light spent more time making sure neither of them wandered off. After several attractions, they sat down for lunch. Misa, happily devoured two corn dogs and a large soft drink, and L ate cotton candy in one hand and an ice cream cone in the other, and Light settled for a blue slushie.
4. At one point, Light genuinely attempted to introduce L to one of his classmates, hoping L might make another friend outside the investigation. The conversation lasted less than ten minutes. Later, the classmate quietly pulled Light aside and whispered, "Your friend is... really strange. He walks funny, sits funny, and he keeps sucking on his thumb. I don't think I can do this." Light couldn't help sighing. When L later asked, "Did your acquaintance dislike me?" Light simply adjusted his bag and replied, "She just wasn't interested." L nodded thoughtfully before saying, "I am aware now." Neither of them mentioned it again.
5. L strongly preferred renting out entire movie theaters rather than attending crowded public screenings while, Light appreciated the privacy, L believed snacks distracted him from analyzing the story, while Light disliked greasy fingers touching the expensive seats. Instead, once the credits rolled, they'd spend another hour discussing every detail over dinner at a nearby restaurant. Half the conversation became an accidental film analysis.
6. If someone like Maki needed reassurance, Light would patiently listen and help her organize her thoughts, explaining difficult feelings in ways she could understand. L, on the other hand offered comfort by simply remaining nearby. Together, they balanced emotional support for maki. (L change the world mentioned<3)
7. One amusing difference between them appeared whenever paperwork was involved. Light's handwriting looked elegant, every character perfectly spaced and consistent as though copied from a textbook. While L's notes, by comparison, looked very messy. His cursive leaned in different directions, letters nearly blended together, and entire sentences looked hard to read. More than once, Light had to decipher L's notes. "Ryuzaki," he'd sigh while holding up a page, "is this an 'R' or an 'N'?" L would glance over before answering, "Neither. It's a 'B.'" Light would stare at the page in disbelief.
8. Once L truly trusted Light, he eventually invited him to visit Wammy's House. Walking through the halls, L quietly explained memories of his childhood, pointing out the library where he spent countless hours reading, the nursery where he occasionally helped staff, and the classrooms where he learned. When he reached the fourth floor, there, he explained the Legacy Development Program and why it had been created after he left. Light listened carefully, growing more uncomfortable the more he learned. While he understood Watari's reasoning, he couldn't ignore how much pressure the children were placed under. "They're still children," he finally said. L looked toward the classroom door before replying softly, "Yes... I know."
9. One thing they bonded over was pop idols and music culture. He became interested in an idol, Misa Amane of Course, he'd collect albums, limited-edition merchandise, magazines, and concert recordings simply because he enjoyed learning everything about her career. Misa would undoubtedly become his favorite, and she'd tease him endlessly for being her biggest fan. Light's was more casual. He appreciated older pop stars from the 1980s, admiring their music, choreography, and performances more than and occasionally, the two would spend evenings watching old concert recordings together of their two favorite idols.
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I felt the need to reach out on other platforms and explain the situation, pause to read. Thank you for those who are supporting me, and continue to support me. This is a lot, and I need your support if you can give it. 💙
And, suddenly, I woke myself up. I understand what needs to be done. I love storytelling, that is my light. I will escape this darkness and bring truth, love, and sincerity to light.
I was nearly groomed in the Death Note fandom at the time I was a new fan. Here is what I remember.
When I was around fifteen or sixteen, I met someone on Instagram who was about five years older than me. I will refer to him as “Tristan.” We connected through a shared interest in roleplay and Death Note. At the time, I did not fully understand how inappropriate certain dynamics would become between a teenager and an adult online due to my naivety, but looking back now, I see the situation very differently.
As an adult, I do not believe it is appropriate to immediately start emotionally venting to a younger teenager or relying on them for support. I was still a minor, and instead of there being healthy boundaries, the connection became emotionally draining. Tristan became very attached and dependent on me, they would tell me very uncomfortable things, and at the time I sensed a bit of "romantic" tension. (I do not see it this way now.)
We mainly interacted through roleplay. For context, roleplay is usually an exchange where one person writes as one character and the other person writes as another. At the time, Tristan was involved in BeyondLaw and LawLight roleplay, and, strangely, they often positioned themselves as my roleplay “love interest,” including on my Misa account. Even though this was fictional and within roleplay, I still think the dynamic was odd, especially because I was a teenager and he was, again, an adult. (And I think this may be one of the reasons I might not feel comfortable with certain death note ships)
Over time, I felt emotionally drained by him. He became clingy, possessive, and defensive when I spoke with other people. At one point, I asked another mutual friend if they wanted to be my roleplay love interest, again, strictly in a roleplay context and Tristan reacted badly. He became defensive, replaced me with other people almost immediately, and then iced me out. Later, a friend reached out and told me more about his behavior and how problematic he had been. When I confronted him, he acted as though I was the issue instead of acknowledging the situation or taking any accountability After that, I blocked him on all accounts and never spoke to him again.
I am eighteen now, and looking back, I can recognize that situation for what it was: an unhealthy dynamic between an adult and a teenager, poor boundaries and emotional dependence that should not have been placed on me. I wish I had understood that sooner and cut him off before things had escalated, but I was young, vulnerable, and trying to navigate that situation I should not have had to carried for so long. Thank you for reading
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I recently found out I am an autistic woman, here is me speaking on how I feel, hoping other people could understand too.
Recently, I came to understand that I am an autistic woman. At first, it was something I treated lightly, almost like a joke but the more I looked back on my life, the more painful it became. So much started to make sense. I have always tried to be genuine with people. I have always shown up as my real self, with honesty, sincerity, and good intentions. But instead of being understood, I was often mocked, judged, or spoken about behind my back by both adults and people my own age.
What hurts the most is realizing how often I was being treated differently without fully understanding why. I did not understand why people copied others, gossiped, acted indirectly, or pretended to be kind while being cruel elsewhere. Even now, I still struggle to understand why being direct, genuine, and sincere seems so difficult for some people. For most of my life, I felt like I did not fit into the world around me. I did not always feel safe with people, even with people I wanted to trust. I often felt out of place, like I was experiencing the world differently from everyone else and constantly trying to understand rules no one ever explained to me.
Sometimes, I think about Michael Jackson and the loneliness he seemed to carry. It may sound silly to some, but sometimes I feel like if he were still here, he would understand that feeling of being deeply sensitive, misunderstood, and treated like something strange for simply existing as yourself. I am still processing all of this. But I am also learning to have more compassion for myself. I was never wrong for being sincere. I was never wrong for being different. And I do not want to keep blaming myself for the way other people chose to treat me.
What hurts even more is realizing how many of my past relationships may have taken advantage of the parts of me I used to blame myself for. I hate admitting this, but I can be naive. I am sensitive. I am empathetic. I try to understand people deeply, sometimes even when they have not earned that understanding from me. I can be childish in certain ways, not because I lack intelligence, but because I experience emotions intensely and sometimes trusted too easily. For a long time, I hated those parts of myself.
I also hate how autism is often romanticized. People talk about it like it is something cute, quirky, or their "weird girl" aesthetic, but they do not always talk about the pain of being misunderstood, manipulated, excluded, or treated like you are “too much” for simply existing the way you are. What hurts the most is that so many people in my life did not understand me. Some did not even try. And even now, when I look back and realize that autism may have been part of my experience, it feels like many people still do not care. How much loneliness, confusion, and mistreatment I carried because of it.
I am not saying this because I want pity. I am saying it because those traits made me vulnerable, but they were never an excuse for people to mistreat me. I am still learning how to protect myself without hating the softest parts of who I am. Soft, empathetic, kind, loving, and loyal.
summary !! - After some time moving into your new home in Los Angeles.. Things took quite the turn on August 17th, odd notes appeared, Wara Ninyo dolls on your bed. The atmosphere shifting every time you went home..
-`♡´- It was your second month living in Los Angeles, you used to live in New York but had to move because of your job. Endless piles of papers needing to be signed cluttered your desk, every agency at your mercy to try and make you join them.
Your pen danced with the paper below, gliding with speed as it became marked with your signature. The countless photos of you now signed and marked with an autograph, your eyes grew tired as you watched '10 Things I Hate about You' while writing your name in a fancy way over and over until your wrist gave out.
'Ughh...' you grumbled and face palmed, dropping your pen on the floor as the tiredness grew within you. As you go to pick up your pen, your tablet stopped playing the show it was originally playing, you stopped mid way getting back up to stare at your screen.
It wasn't often that your tablet glitched out like that but it wasn't rare, you unpaused the show brushing it aside as you nod and shrug it off. You pick up your pen quickly and go back to signing, the sudden shock waking you up.
The more midnight came around, the more the temperature dropped. At first you thought it was normal until it felt like someone was watching you?.. Impossible right?.. You checked your security cameras and saw nothing out of the ordinary.
Was the sleepiness catching up to you? Was the sleepless nights finally taking effect?. Whatever it was you tried brushing it off like what you did with the tablet, but whatever you did like stretch, walk around your office, or take a break, the feeling wouldn't go away.
Maybe it was an animal watching through the window?.. no impossible you're on the third floor.
You decided to stop for a while and go to bed.. "I need to shower first.. ugh.." you thought and buried your head in your hands, you paused the show and took your tablet with you to the bathroom.
The makeup that was once on your face now off, you stared at your face wondering if people hired you to show your beauty, or to actually show YOUR beauty.
Looking at the imperfections, you held your face in frustration, "Am I really beautiful..?" a question you asked yourself everyday. The walls closed tighter on you as you continued to stare at yourself zoning out of reality.
"People only want you when you flaunt your makeup, not for the real you."
"Would people still hire you if you didn't do makeup anymore?"
"If you stopped doing makeup, you would be nothing."
Those words played in your head like a lullaby you couldn't escape, a literal maze of thoughts that is impossible to leave. You snapped out it, wiping the tears that fell from your cheek.
The moisturizer sat next to a carefully placed note. " That wasn't there.? " you went to grab the note unfolding it carefully as if it were to crumble in your fingers and wither away like a rose.
' You're beautiful just the way you are, don't listen to the thoughts love. '
You smiled to yourself thinking you wrote this to make yourself happier but then it clicked. Not a day in your life have you ever wrote in red. A blood red that screamed from the paper, a blood red that whoever this was is a fresh victim.
Throwing the paper you gasped and backed away, you never thought to have a stalker. Yes, you were world wide but most stalkers would've been caught on camera or by a guard in your home.
What if it was one of the securities, Melissa ! no its not her hand-writing. This one is much more scratchy but elegant as if it was written with a knife. A knife so sharp it could pierce close enough to your heart and then cut it up right after.
After staring at the note for what seemed like an eternity, you threw it away in attempts to get your mind off of it. You stripped from your clothes leaving you naked, when you stepped into the shower, the cold water hitting your body.
You let yourself drown in the water and so with your thoughts.
When you hopped out the shower the steamy air filled the bathroom covering the mirrors with a thick fog.
You opened your eyes and saw bold letters imprinted on the mirror, horror rised in you. No one was in your bathroom, or so you thought.
The letters formed unsettling words that made your blood run cold, sending shivers over your body ignoring the fact you took a hot shower.
‘Would you let me watch you sleep if I promise to keep quiet?..’
The slanted words faded as the room got colder turning into its original state. Did Elsa really let it go because it doesnt seem like it.
You got closer to the mirror and looked at your reflection, the dim lit candles starting to soften as it gets colder, the turned off lights turning on.
The shadow behind you is looking at you, a tall creepy sonic looking man. Not to make it funny but you held your laughter as the fear went away.
‘I smell your fear, its fascinating.’
Shuddering at the words as the deep whisper you breathed in whispers against your neck. He pulls away as you begin shaking subtly, the grey shadow disappears as the lights flick on.
Was it possible for it to turn on like that? No. It is motion sensored but you weren’t in the area where it could turn on.
Who was this man..? What did he want?.. or did he want you. The possibilities were endless, did a paranormal ghost love you? Impossible.. or was it.
You grabbed your clothes and rushed out the door, the towel on your body barely clinging on as you hold it in the place. Your hair slightly drying as you run, water trailing behind you.
Some maids watched as you run, confusion filling their heads, some gave you weird looks and some were genuinely concerned.
Could this have been a prank by them? All the steps are too calculated.. it couldn't actually be a paranormal right?.. Your room wasn't far from where you were, you walked the rest of the way as there were guards around your room.
The hallway was silent except for the quiet sound of your wet footsteps walking. You turned the handle letting out a sigh as you enter your bedroom, a Wara Ninyo across your room opposite from the door.
Another one nailed on the right side, it had to be a prank, except no one actually dared to ruin your walls in fear of who you'll yell at.
You-0, mystery man-1.
You clicked the door behind you locking the door with the thumb turn lock. As you took down your towel, the cold air stuck to your body, you put on your clothes quickly uncomfortable with the situation.
As you turned to turn off the lights and go to bed, you stood right in front of a man, you were sure as hell he was an emo but certainly a handsome one.
' W- who are.. you?..'
' Not happy to see me? shame. '
' Of course ! I don't even know you ! '
His breathing changes as he looks at you, his eyes looking over your body, face, and the sound of your voice making him trip out. The tension became thicker the more silent it became, the sound of his beating heart as he stands before you.
' S-sir- '
You were cut off by him shoving his lips onto yours, you didn't want this yet you didn't pull away. The guy pulled you in closer, his breathing rigged, his hands holding down your arms as he kisses you.
The smell of his cologne with a hint of a metallic smell you knew smelled familiar. "The note ! he left the note !" you repeated in your head as his mouth rested on yours.
His presence drove you insane even though you didn't know him, thoughts rushed to your head as the seconds went by, you don't even know how long he's been like that but all you knew was that you wanted to stay that way.
It wasn't your FIRST kiss but it was your first KISS. This guy made the other seem like they all didn't matter, nothing compared even close to this one. Ones either resulted in sex or in 'I don't think I can do this..'
It had felt like fireworks and romantic music played around you, like you shifted scenery and was standing in a field of blood stained roses with a trail with yet again rose petals.
You finally shut your eyes, enjoying it not wanting to let go, you feared if you opened your eyes it would be someone you didn't want to see, not that you wanted to see him in the first place but still.
Then you rested your hands on his shoulders leaning into it like some rom com you would find on Netflix, more or less like a 2000s one. You thought the newer ones were much more cringey or trying too hard.
He was about to slip his tongue in but had stopped himself.
The man pulled away slowly, still holding onto your arms as if he was trying to savor the kiss. He had acted like you were his late wife and she died and you resembled her the most.
He took one long good look at you, observing you again like a detective trying to figure a criminal out, this position, this kiss-!, this everything was criminal.
The ominous figure retracted his left hand away from your arms and into his back pocket looking for something, after a few seconds he pulled out an envelope with a red heart sticker on it, no name, no nothing but the sticker.
He placed it in between your fingers gently before backing away, he turned walking towards your balcony. The man opened the door silently walking through it.
' My name is Rue Ryuzaki. '
'..'
You stayed silent as he jumped from the balcony, you thought he committed suicide so you gasped and ran to the balcony and saw no one.
Again confusion, that was the one thing Ryuzaki was good at, confusing you, teasing you, anything to mess with you. And over and over again it worked.. Like always.
The moon light highlighted your features as you looked down, you slumped on chair close by and opened the letter slowly, your heart raced even though Ryuzaki didn't even matter to you.
Anticipation pumped in your blood and through your veins as you read it, a genuine smile that reached your eyes appeared on your face, your finger lingered over your lips reminiscing about the kiss as if you were to know him for multiple years.
The love note seemed humble yet cryptic and poetic in a way. You shouldn't care about random men who kiss you and stalk you like a mad man but there was something different about this one.
The letter contained hearts with your names in the middle etched in red, the hand writing indeed like the one from the note earlier. It was for one thing for him to stalk you but another for him to write a letter about how much he loves you to watch you.
It was creepy weird and loving in a way that made you squirm in all the right places.
This one looked like he cared for you, like a best friend you have known for years upon end. The love note ended with his signature, a fancy big red signature. Big R's with tiny letter for the rest of the name.
' I slip inside the hollow spaces between your heartbeats, silent as a cold breath on your neck, unseen but always there—watching, waiting. I am the darkness that curls beneath your skin, a poison seeping slow and deep, twisting every thought until you cannot tell your own from mine. Loving you is a curse whispered in the dead of night, a tether tightening with every breath you take, dragging you deeper into a shadow where light dies and hope withers. I am the crack in your reflection, the chill in the empty room, the voice you never hear but feel crawling through your bones. You are the lock—fragile, trembling—and I am the key, forged in nightmares and silent screams, bound to you forever in a pact darker than the grave. '
How do you think Beyond would react in moments where his partner is physically vulnerable? Eg. seriously injured, sick, etc. I think a lot of the stuff you've brought up around being attentive, physically affectionate, and problem-solving would come up here (If you want to elaborate here, please do! There is very little content of him in this sort of context so I always love reading what folks come up with). But I also wonder how it'd make him feel to see the person he loves fucked up. Is he surprised by how it affects him emotionally? I could see him leaning into the intensity of it, but he also might recoil if it felt out of control. And I wonder if it'd bother him to realize that just choosing a partner with a longer lifespan might not be enough to protect him-just because they'll be alive for a long time doesn't mean their quality of life will necessarily stay good. I can see him realizing this and freaking out. He thought he was safe since they'll probably outlive him, but that's not a guarantee that things will be stable and good the whole time. And now he's in too deep and he knows if anything happens to them it's gonna mess him up badly. Depending on how he reacts this could be a very sweet period of shared vulnerability and care... or (more likely) a relationship nuke where he centers his own fears when it really needs to not be about him. Ough I need to put him under a microscope...
Ohh that's an interesting question! Sorry for the late response, this has been in my drafts half-finished because I haven't been able to write in forever. 😅
Beyond's partner getting really sick could potentially cause him to spiral and worry about things he might not have considered before. For example, if they ended up in the hospital even just for a short visit, seeing them like that might make his mind start to wander. Just because they're not dead doesn't mean he's safe from losing them. Like, if they go into a coma they'll still technically be alive.
A situation like that would be scary for him in general even if it's not that severe just because he's not used to having anyone to care about. He might get a little frantic about taking care of them to avoid his fears - doing a lot of research on whatever is wrong with them, buying them things that will help, etc. He might be even more overprotective going forward. Or, possibly, he might panic and try to cut off his empathy in a more severe situation, i.e. a coma or a serious debilitating injury or illness.
It's clearly a coping mechanism of his to shut off his empathy, quite possibly one he's employed since he first began to understand the Shinigami eyes. With the amount of trauma he's experienced from a young age, and how he likely wasn't properly treated for it, he doesn't have great coping or emotional regulation skills in certain situations. If he did, I doubt he would have been willing to kill himself to outsmart L. But for once he's allowed himself to actually get attached, so he'd freak out if something happened to his S/O or they left him.
I think he's good at acting fine when necessary up until a certain point when he breaks. It seems like the Wammy kids had to learn to suppress their emotions in order to get by in that environment instead of being able to deal with them in a healthy way. I feel like he's usually more of an inner turmoil type of person and his S/O is the only one he'd feel comfortable being vulnerable with. But because of his mental health issues he can be vulnerable to an unhealthy degree, like when he lashes out if they ignore him (in his mind anyway).
But I think the empathy shut off would only happen if their mind was lost somehow. So not like if they needed a wheelchair after an injury or something, but more like something that would cause him to lose them in a way, i.e. for them to not be themself mentally anymore. Not saying it's right, but it might be the only way his mind could cope with it.
Beyond has a fractured sense of self so I wonder if, in the event he had a loving partner who became physically disabled to the point of needing a caretaker, he might fully throw himself into that role because he feels like it gives him a purpose/identity outside of "failed L successor." Or if they were just sick enough to need his help without it being too serious, he might enjoy being their caretaker for that reason (and because it keeps them close). I should probably stop before I veer too close to Munchausen by proxy/FDIA yandere Beyond lol.
Boy can I ramble. Did that answer the question? Idk. My point is I think it could go a few different ways. B is kind of a wildcard lol.
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