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shitswiftiessay · 1 day
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get ready for a whole lot of swifties saying stupid, ignorant shit about depression because of The Toilet Paper Department
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thefiresofpompeii · 13 hours
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i lied. anyway i think now i’ve cracked the code. taylor, despite making incredibly mediocre music and generally not being an interesting artist, as well as a billionaire (inherently evil), is actively practicing some kind of sympathetic magic and imbuing her music with it, like she said on the album, puttng narcotics in her songs. but this witchcraft is very specifically tailored to charm every listener into identifying her generic lyrics with their specific situation/identity/interest, moreso than most other pop artists. that’s where gaylors and ‘autismlors’ (neurodivergent girls who armchair-diagnose taylor with autism, you’d be surprised how many there are) etc come from. they genuinely see themselves and their niche experiences in her lyrics and grow to believe that she is part of their community.
that’s why they start noticing cryptic symbolism as evidence of their theories (‘lavender haze’ signifying that she’s queer comes to mind) — her iconography and lore is so expansive that there is something for a person of virtually any demographic to latch on to and demonstrate as ‘proof’ that she is [insert label here]. this works wonders for marketability and popularity — every one of these demographics flock to purchase her albums and buy tickets to her shows because that’s not Pop Star Taylor Swift, that’s their icon. your own personal jesus, like depeche mode said? no, your own personal taylor.
how did i come to this conclusion? well, i have the misfortune of being a big fan of the 60-year-old sci-fi shitshow Doctor Who (it’s been my autistic special interest for 5 months now). and listening to TTPD, i found myself believing that taylor is also a fan and the relationship between a companion and the doctor is what the lyrics of Down Bad are based on (won’t go into detail, for more info literally just scroll down to my previous post). of course i didn’t really believe that, but the seed of “what if?” was already planted in my mind. and that’s when it clicked. this is the interest i’m most focused on right now, so i see it in taylor’s lyrics. a young queer girl from middle america who’s just come out will be heavily focused on her newfound identity, so of course she’ll see it in taylor’s lyrics.
this theory is semi-serious. i don’t actually believe in things like this. but if she had entered into a soul contract with some strange deity of musical correspondence. would you really be surprised?
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neolando · 1 day
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some f1 fans are so jobless like why do you care so much about who a driver is dating? like why are you harassing her 💀
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incognitopolls · 15 days
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abusivedoll · 8 days
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Is the corner I’m backing you into comfortable?
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I love a good hyperfixation as much as the next person, but can we all chill the fuck out about actual real people?
Or at the very least afford them some decency by respecting their boundaries?
Parasocial relationships are scary, man.
Go off on your fictional blorbos, that's hurting no one.
But please, please don't blur the line between the fictional character and the person who plays the fictional character. Because you don't actually know that person, at all. Just their public persona... and you're entitled to nothing from them.
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angel-tears1004 · 2 years
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What's up with people that can't grasp the concept of others wanting to know all the hot, messy tea of someone famous just because it's hot and messy tea and not necessarily a pArASoCiaL relationship. Let us be nosey and shut up
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Reminder: You can stop stanning a famous person anytime you want. You don't need to make a big statement or announce your exit from their fandom. You can just stop being a fan.
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xcarveoutmyheart · 8 months
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abigailunderthemoon · 4 months
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Me: I honestly don’t get parasocial relationships. That singer is not your friend. Don’t call that author by their first name. Your favorite YouTuber doesn’t know you and probably wouldn’t care to. Just consume their media and move on. Their work can be important to you, but you won’t be important to them. Just be normal.
Dropout and Dimension20: *exists*
Me: The only thing stopping me and Brennan Lee Mulligan from being the very best of friends is that we’ve never actually met.
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shitswiftiessay · 22 hours
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swifties are literally disgusting, wtf
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one-time-i-dreamt · 9 months
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Gerard Way was the only person who came to my birthday party and we had a conversation about parasocial relationships with celebrities and maintaining respectful boundaries when meeting them in person. They were wearing the secretary costume and referred to themself as a milf once.
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bodhrancomedy · 8 months
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It’s weird that this is now something I have to say, but yeah, I’m a normal boring person with a camera and not interesting enough to talk to.
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charleneeeee · 3 months
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She is not a small town country girl.
She is a climate criminal and she does not care about you no matter how hard you may claim she does. She has created this parasocial relationship with her fans just so they can give her more money.
Taylor swift is not one of us, she is a billionaire and all billionaires deserve the absolute worst in life. She is not the exception.
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kanri-domo · 4 months
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I have a few ideas to spew then, if you're ok with them — but they're all dottore related
imagine being infatuated with akademiya Zandik, watching him in class; staring at him as you fantasize about taking what should be yours, zoning out to the idea of pounding his hole untill he ends up liking it ❤️
either that, or, sth I think about a lot — cannibalizing omega build Dottore, for some reason.
Just.. auuh
Lmao I'm so sorry it took this long for me to answer >3> This somehow ended up more as a yandere piece more anything haha... I hope you like it
Characters: Il Dottore/Zandik, NB! Reader, can be read as either/or
Warnings: Yandere! Reader, Parasocial Relationship
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He’s too pretty for his own good.
It’s an ugly thought, but it’s one you have quite often. With his smooth pale skin, soft blue hair, and cold red eyes, it’s pretty much agreed throughout the students of the Akademiya that despite his personality, Zandik was extremely attractive. You think it’s cute though, the way he obsesses over ruin guards like you obsess over him.
You don’t see him often, being in a different Darshan and all, but you fantasize about him enough that it doesn’t take long before you actively seek him out. You watch him in the library, hiding yourself between the bookshelves and pretending to be browsing; you watch him the hallways between the dorms, acting as if it were coincidence for you to leave the dorms at the same time; you watch him during the few times you two share classes, letting the professor’s words drown into nothingness as your brain only had thoughts for him; you watch, and you watch, and you watch. You’re lucky that Zandik seemed more interested in his research than he is in the people around him.
Your imagination is just as obsessive as you are – your dreams are filled with of bending him over, fucking him senseless in the library, muffling Zandik’s moans and whimpers with whatever you have on hand, lest you two get caught. You daydream of stuffing him full of toys and locking him with a chastity belt, ass full and horny, but unable to relieve himself as he goes about his day. Your thoughts fill with pounding him over the desks in the classroom, fucking him until he cums over and over again until he’s shaking from the oversensitivity, letting the fluids spill everywhere, as if animals marking their territory.
He probably wouldn’t be willing at first, you sometimes muse, but he was made for you, you delude yourself. If only Zandik wasn’t so into his research, you think, he’d realize that you’d would be perfect together, that you could satisfy whatever urges that he’d have and more. Not those pests that flocked towards him, all blood-sucking fleas that were only attracted to his looks, all thinking they could change him for the better.
Every time one of his fans flirted with him, you imagined punishing him for cheating on you. You imagined tying him up to a chair, stark naked. You’d pinch him nipples until they turned red and hard, and his cock was stiff and dripping with need. He’d be blindfolded and gagged, but you’d hear his whimpers and moans all the same, muffled noises of begging reluctantly being dragged out of him and tears soaking into the blindfold. You’d play with him for as long as you can, licking his balls and dragging your tongue to the tip of his cock, teasing and slow. You’d taste the tip of his cock, precum dripping out as if it were crying as well, before ignoring it entirely, abandoning it in favor of his hole. You dream of roughly fingering him for his imagined cheating, making sure to hit his prostate with each thrust, but stopping right before he cums. You’d wait a bit, letting Zandik’s muffled begging wash you over, before you start again, and repeating the process over and over again until Zandik was mush against the chair, too fucked out and needy to form coherent thoughts.
Zandik was yours, even if he didn’t know it yet. You’d make sure of it. It didn’t matter that you’d only exchanged words with him a couple of times. It didn’t matter that he probably didn’t know your name. It didn’t even matter that Zandik very likely didn’t even know you existed. You loved him for who he was, and you were the only one who could ever love him so much. Even if Zandik rejected you at first, it was because he was shy. You were the only one for him, and even if you had to work hard to make sure he knew it, Zandik would eventually love you back.
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funpolls · 2 months
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Parasocial relationships are one-sided relationships (usually operating like a friendship), where one person extends emotional energy, interest and time, even though the other party has had little to no interaction with them and may not be aware of the person's existence. Parasocial relationships are most common with celebrities like musicians, actors and sports stars, and fictional characters.
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