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normanbased · 7 months
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(propaganda reblogs with more pictures are desperately encouraged 😇🙏💕)
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spiritmessage · 1 month
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CAN’T ESCAPE THE SHOWER SCENE!!!!!!
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blackbackedjackal · 1 year
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Thank you for being so open in your beliefs towards animal welfare and the relationship between humans and animals. I have basically the exact same stance, and it's awesome to see someone even better educated than myself put these thoughts to words so eloquently. Thank you for being so awesome! 💕
Thank you for listening (or reading rather) ❤️. I'm very passionate about animals and nature, so seeing them treated like props for people's entertainment just makes me so angry. There are so many ways to appreciate and safety interact with domestic animals and wildlife, but seeing the glorification of animal abuse on social media is infuriating and depressing, and I know a lot of people feel similarly. I honestly struggle a lot with typing and grammer, so it takes a lot out of me to speak my mind via text, but I'm glad what I mean is getting across ❤️
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riddlerkatsuya19 · 10 months
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Serirei week 2023
Day 5. Nature/Food
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Ageswap my beloved
I love the telepathy club dynamic and I am a firm believer that Reigen had his occultism club and he forces Serizawa to join because he works with Tome so they both can continue to spend time together.
Obviously, Serizawa is very in love with Reigen and Reigen the same but they are idiots (and who is not an idiot in high school)
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mybreadsmybutters · 15 days
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trying to write a simple personal story about how i struggled with math as a kid and it keeps circling back to how my dad was in jail at the time and at this point im so mad that i have to do this assignment in the first place that my entire class is just gonna have to cope with me reading out the Daddy Issues essay i DO NOT care anymore i will not sacrifice my grade for my dignity any longer i WILL NOT FAIL THIS FUCKING CLASS
#tried so hard not to write the daddy issues essay but well. at this point not my fault and its due in class tomorrow so!#i dont actually care that much if people know about that its just like. inherently deeply awkward.#because my relationship with my dad is kind of complicated and mostly marked by how i dont really feel much for him?#which makes people VERY uncomfortable because most people do.#i think i generally have fewer emotions than the people around me which i personally am at peace with#like not that i feel NOTHING or anything i just have never cared as much about anything the way the people around me seem to#so for me i always KNEW that my dad and i didn't have common interests and he didn't have a significant hand in raising me past age 5#and i know HE loves and cares about me but i just. don't really care and haven't really ever cared.#so when i do talk about him it always REALLY freaks people out because i can never quite get the right tone for how i SHOULD feel about him#across and it really freaks people out that i dont feel anything towards him besides. sympathy i guess?#but the one part of my life he DID have an impact on was my math education bc that was one of his favorite things#so it's just. going to be very uncomfortable for everyone who has to listen to me being honest about it. which sucks!#i don't want to make people uncomfortable! but if it comes to the grade or being viewed as a real psycho tbh. The Grade is way more importa#anyways it was either this or writing about my sexuality and i am NOT coming out in THIS state
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silverfox66 · 20 days
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10 years ago, when I first had therapy, I had a full year of weekly therapy, and that helped me a lot. And now I have like 15 appointments. We are speedrunning therapy apparently 😮‍💨. Well, at least I can talk with a psychologist right now, and that's needed now I am very certain autistic, and I need some help processing this 😵‍💫.
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taro-wong · 2 years
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heres a little mob thing i made and totally forgot to post it here
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troublcmakcrs · 8 months
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//thinks about tweek's internalized ableism. puts my head in my hands. sobs
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Reached the Divine tree arc of my rewatch, and I'm still laughing about Mob asking for support to move the broccoli and Reigen is like "well Serizawa is in school, gotta need someone else".
The whole town is getting brainwashed and that man is doing like 7th grade math or something.
You gotta have priorities.
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chaotically-human · 2 years
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The False Perception of Antisocial Personality Disorder
Starting in the early years of psychology and psychiatry, psychopathy and sociopathy have gained notoriety as being cold-hearted and ruthless disorders. By looking at what representation that is readily available in the media, versus studies and documented cases which are harder to procure, it is easy to see why there are misinformed opinions held by the genral public. With social media being the driving force of the misrepresentation and mislabeling of ASPD Gen Z and Gen Alpha have been given false information and poor representation of antisocial personality disorder. 
Antisocial personality disorder is, “a mental disorder in which a person consistently shows no regard for right and wrong and ignores the rights and feelings of others.” (MFMER, 2019). It is classified by the American Psychological Association as a cluster B personality disorder which also “includes antisocial, borderline, histrionic and narcissistic personality disorders. Individuals with these disorders often appear dramatic, emotional, or erratic.” (American Psychological Association 2013). The term Antisocial Personality Disorder first appeared in 1980 the Diagnostic and Statistical Manual for Mental Disorders Volume III (DSM- III). By creating the diagnosis of ASPD, Robert Spitzer who was tasked with the reorganization and restructure of the DSM, chose to group together the preexisting sociopathic personality disorder and the newly contrived psychopathic personality disorder. Though in the current version of the DSM, DSM-V, both are umbrellaed under the diagnosis of antisocial personality disorder, Mental health experts are pushing to separate the two disorders and reinstate them as separate personality disorders because of the varying diagnostic criteria (American Psychological Association 2013). 
  Psychopathy itself first rose to the forefront of psychology in the mid 20th century, but in the mid 19th century French physician Philippe Pinel described individuals with psychopathy as “insane” but “without delirium.”  (Perez, 2012). He went on to describe those with the disorder as, “having a characteristic lack of restraint, and as those whose behavior was marked by complete remorselessness for their actions” (Perez, 2012). Individuals with the disorder were later described by Hervey Cleckley as being charming and astute, but also lacking in emotional depth. Unlike psychopathy, sociopathy had been included in the DSM-I; the diagnosis at the time consisted of antisocial, sexual deviation, and dissocial reactions. When the DSM-II was published the diagnosis moved away from more antisocial behaviors and instead shifted towards sadistic and sexual deviant behaviors. When sociopathy and psychopathy joined as one, the criteria diagnoses leaned more towards the sociopathy criteria than the psychopathy (Houser, 2015), while in modern day diagnosis it tends to be the opposite. 
While DSM-III's diagnostic criteria for ASPD revolved around the psychopathic component, the 2013 verson of DSM-V focuses on the sociopathic component. DSM-V criteria for the diagnosis of antisocial personality disorder is as follows: 
“A pervasive pattern of disregard for and violation of the rights of others, occurring since age 15 years, as indicated by three (or more) of the following: 
Failure to conform to social norms with respect to lawful behaviors, as indicated by repeatedly performing acts that are grounds for arrest. 
Deceitfulness, as indicated by repeated lying, use of aliases, or conning others for personal profit or pleasure. 
Impulsivity or failure to plan ahead. 
Irritability and aggressiveness, as indicated by repeated physical fights or assaults. 
Reckless disregard for safety of self or others. 
Consistent irresponsibility, as indicated by repeated failure to sustain consistent work behavior or honor financial obligations. 
Lack of remorse, as indicated by being indifferent to or rationalizing having hurt, mistreated, or stolen from another. 
The individual is at least age 18 years. 
There is evidence of conduct disorder with onset before age 15 years. 
The occurrence of antisocial behavior is not exclusively during the course of schizophrenia or bipolar disorder. “ 
(American Psychiatric Association, 2013) 
Because the diagnostic criteria for ASPD in the DSM-V, diagnosing an individual under the age of 18 can be complex. Often markers will be prominent in adolescent before the ages of 18 and will more than likely be diagnosed with a conduct disorder because of the antisocial symptoms. Diagnosis of adults with antisocial personality disorder can be equally as difficult for two reasons. The first being misdiagnosis, professionals may give a diagnosis of antisocial personality disorder because an individual might fit the criteria for psychopathy, even if the individual does not fit the criteria for ASPD (Houser, 2015). The second being that by the age of 18 it is assumed that a substantial portion of the undiagnosed adults are incarcerated or in the criminal justice system. Because very few adolescents with conduct disorders choose to be tested for ASPD only an estimation can be made as to what percent of the genral United States population has the personality disorder. In a study published in 2007 by the Journal of The American Academy of Psychiatry and Law, data was presented the study from all five of Connecticut's adult jails. The study consisted of a sample size of 508 incarcerated individuals, 307 of being male and 201 being female, the data conclusion showed that 39.5% of the studied males were found to have ASPD and 27.9% of all females studied presented with ASPD (Trestman, 2007). It is estimated that 50% of prison population in the USA have a diagnosis of ASPD, well less than the 1/6th of the general USA population with a diagnosis of ASPD. 
ASPD is challenging to treat, as normally a combination of psychotherapy and medication is required. When utilizing psychotherapy professionals will likely use either Cognitive Behavior Therapy or Psychodynamic Psychotherapy. Cognitive Behavior Therapy can help to bring to light negative behaviors and thought patterns, while giving alternative replacements two negative patterns. Psychodynamic Psychotherapy revolves around the subconscious tension in an individual psyche. While Psychotherapy is not always effective, its success is dependent on the individual's attitude toward it, as many with this disorder do not believe that they need help or that they even have ASPD. Other forms of therapy can be utilized such as anger management and counseling but those are not always effective (Mayo Foundation for Medical Education and Research, 2019). ASPD though uncurable, treatment could help to lessen the individual manifestations of antisocial behavior and can often be managed by the previously mentioned therapies and medications. 
Today's generations are presented many different claims of ASPD. Many of the perspectives coming from social media, influencers, and large Hollywood productions that focuses on turning a profit. Because of this, illness both physical and mental, are romanticized by the media and forced to fit a created narrative that best suits the creator's agenda. For example, creators on apps such as Tik Tok, YouTube, and twitch are being labeled as Psychopaths for presenting negative behavioral patterns. More recently in a YouTube documentary produced by Shane Dawson in titled “the mind of Jake Paul”, Dawson mongers fear around youtuber Jake Paul's controversial past and behaviors that have been deemed “psychopathic” or “sociopathic” by the YouTube community (Dawson, 2018). Because of productions like Dawson’s, the main representation of ASPD is negative and projects poorly on the personality disorder.  
The issue behind this newly arising problem with social media influencers is their prominence in our society and the accumulation of affluence. Many of the social media stars on the receiving end of the harmful sociopath or psychopath accusations are marketing their videos or projects towards adolescences. The old adage of monkey see monkey do is exceedingly notable when it comes to children. Children are observational learners for the most part and gain a lot of their behaviors from watching parents, their favorite TV shows, or YouTubers. When children observe negative and dangerous behaviors that are gratified by increase in popularity or affluence, they are more likely to mirror those behaviors. For that reason, when YouTube and other social media platforms market games or TV shows that put forward violence or negative behavior to children, it can shift already learned behaviors and increase a child's likelihood to follow the negative behavioral patterns shown by their favorite influencers. Parents and guardians need to pay closer attention to what media is being consumed by children and adolescents as at a young age child are very impressionable and are easily swayed. 
          A creative outlet is important as it allows for individuals to express themselves in any way that they choose. With the growth of social media websites and the growth of Hollywood this has become more apparent in the immense impact that these massive platforms have. When we label celebrities or social media stars with outdated terms such as psychopath or a sociopath, we are the ones contributing to the toxic culture and responsible for spreading detrimental ill-informed opinions on another human being. There's no way to know if an influencer, social media star or celebrity is diagnosed with any mental illness, unless there is an actual diagnosis from a licensed psychologist or psychiatrist.  
Additionally, the misinformation and uninformed opinions  
Another reason this is such an issue is the lack of knowledge of the public towards ASPD and other cluster B personality disorders in general. For the general population, the only information readily available on antisocial personality disorder is what can be gleaned from movies, YouTube videos, or documentaries. While some forms of media can be informative, such as documentaries or articles produced by credited sources, more often than not readily available material such as YouTube videos and TV shows are rarely credible. They present a false idea of mental health and those who suffer from mental disorders. But human beings are excited by what is unknown known to them and with the outpouring of Hollywood's manufactured, ideas and agendas it would appear to the everyday viewer that what they are seeing on the big screen is how the disorder manifests. Thus continuing the cycle of misinformation and misrepresentation.   
  ASPD has gone through many changes have been made to the definition and the diagnostic criteria, the misrepresentation has both psychopathy and sociopathy has been present since the very beginning. Sociopathy and psychopathy are similar, both affect the individual differently and required different treatments. Because of this it is the hope of many in the mental health community that ASPD will be dissolved in a coming version of the DSM and sociopathy and psychopathy restored to their respective positions as separate disorders. After taking a look at what representations of ASPD are readily available to the public there is no confusion as to why the current generation is being led astray. I believe the best way to remedy the issues with antisocial personality disorder and the misrepresentation of it in media and social media like is through education. Educating and giving a platform to those with the actual disorder and those licensed to treat the disorder will allow us to dispel toxic stereotypical opinions and the romanticization of a high-risk and unpredictable disorder. 
References 
American Psychiatric Association. (2013). Cautionary statement for forensic use of  
DSM-5. In Diagnostic and statistical manual of mental disorders (5th ed.). doi:10.1176/appi.books .9780890425596.744053 
CM;, G. (2017, July). Social Media Use and Conduct Problems in Emerging Adults. 
Dawson, S. (Director). (2018, September 25). The Mind of Jake Paul [Video file]. Retrieved from https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9bpkr91p2xY 
Houser, M. C. (2015). A HISTORY OF ANTISOCIAL PERSONALITY DISORDER IN THE DIAGNOSTIC AND STATISTICAL MANUAL OF MENTAL ILLNESS AND TREATMENT FROM A REHABILITATION PERSPECTIVE (Unpublished master's thesis). Southern Illinois University Carbondale. doi:OpenSIUC 
Mayo Foundation for Medical Education and Research, (2019, December 10). Antisocial personality disorder.  
Perez, P.R. (2012). The etiology of psychopathy: A neuropsychological  
perspective. Aggression and Violent Behavior 17, 519–522 
Pickersgill, M. (2012). Standardising antisocial personality disorder:  
The social shaping of a psychiatric technology. Sociology of Health & Illness 34(4), 544-559. doi: 10.1111/j.1467-9566.2011.01404.x 
Trestman, R., Ford, J., Zhang, W., & Wiesbrock, V. (2007, December 01). Current and Lifetime Psychiatric Illness Among Inmates Not Identified as Acutely Mentally Ill at Intake in Connecticut's Jails.  
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careerunlimited · 1 year
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MPhil in Psychology Course- Admission, Eligibility, Top Colleges, Syllabus, Scope, Jobs & Salary
MPhil in Psychology or Master of Philosophy in Psychology is a two-year postgraduate course. The program mainly focuses on the thorough study of clinical psychology, covering the topics such as Social Influences, Human Behavior & Mental Development, Child Development, Dream Interpretation, Diagnosis of Mental Health, Addictions, Personality Disorders, and so on.
To be eligible for the program, aspiring candidates must meet the required criteria, including obtaining a master’s degree in psychology or other related disciplines from a recognized university with a minimum aggregate of 55% marks. Admission to the program is either based on the candidate’s performance in a relevant entrance exam or merit obtained in the qualifying degree.
Savitribai Phule Pune University (Pune), Jamia Millia Islamia (New Delhi), Bharathiar University (Coimbatore), University of Madras (Chennai), Calicut University (Calicut), etc., are some top universities/institutes in India for MPhil Psychology courses. The average fee for this course in India ranges from INR 20K to 2 LPA, depending on the institute candidates attend for the program.
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WHAT ARE THE TECHNIQUES OF INQUIRY IN PSYCHO-ANALYSIS?
WHAT ARE THE TECHNIQUES OF INQUIRY IN PSYCHO-ANALYSIS?
Some of the techniques of inquiry include: Free association, Interpretation, Dream analysis, Analysis of resistance and Analysis of transference.
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American Psycho Killer
Summary: Leon S. Kennedy, a man who’s taken his duty of protection very seriously. He’ll do anything to ensure the safety of people, especially the safety of one particular girl.
Warning: stalking, murdering, mentions of planned murder, mentions of drugs and drug abuse, gore (kinda), death, masturbation (m receiving), smut, creampie, yan!leon, not proofread lol, fem reader, psychopathic.
A/N: I did my research for this as I wanted this to sound a little spooky teehee :3
[part two]
“I got you under my skin” - Mirotic, TVXQ!
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Psychopath vs. Sociopath. The popular argument in between psychologists.
Leon never really cared enough to get himself checked out but there were signs. He didn’t feel empathy for others, his moves were calculated and he’s highly educated. He has a well paying career, he pretends to be this normal guy when in reality, he’s psychopathic.
What defines a psychopath apart from a sociopath? Psychopaths, at least in Leon’s case, cannot form established bonds with others. He doesn’t feel guilt or sad when he sees a person die by his hands.
His job already requires him to kill so this was an easy feat. He doesn’t care. He can’t feel anything.
He couldn’t feel anything until you came along.
Leon lived in this apartment complex just downtown of a city in the state. The apartment was big and had security cameras all around. It was well guarded and the people were kind.
When he saw the new neighbor move in, he felt weird. He narrowed his eyes as he watched you from the window of his apartment loft. He was growing suspicious at his behavior. Why did his chest feel warm? Why is his heart beating fast? Why are his hands sweating?
He didn’t know. Up to this point he didn’t feel anything but you brought something to him and it made him uneasy. So he decided to keep an eye on you.
Days passed after you moved in and you settled just fine. The old lady at the end of the hall brought you cookies, a sweet old lady. She talked to Leon a few times and he didn’t think much of her other than just as his neighbor. Nothing more.
But if you were to ask him what he thought of you? Oh boy, he thought a lot of things. Both good and bad.
Being a psychopath isn’t praised in society. Only 1% of the population is considered one and no one knew he belonged to that percentage. And he’d like to keep it that way; his excuse for his behavior was his job. He always left early in the morning and came back late at night. A manipulator and a liar is what he was, and a very good one.
He’s seen you leave your apartment from time to time. You’d take out the trash, went out with your friends- he’s seen everything you do.
Leon isn’t stupid, he’s attentive and observant. He leaves no trace behind of the murder he just committed. The male neighbor across from your door saw you one day when you walked out of your door with a short dress.
The man eye-fucked you so much he literally almost started drooling. Leon cringed and found him repulsive. How dare he look at you like you were some meat on the market?
He felt anger and disgust. No one should look at you like that. No one.
So, one summer day, he made up an excuse to visit him. Something about a water pipe connecting to his sink that didn’t make it work. Like I said, Leon is a good manipulator and a good liar. He always gets what he wants.
The male neighbor invited him in and closed the door behind him. He offered Leon a beer, to which he refused. He found liquor and other substances repulsive. He walked over to the man’s kitchen sink and began to inspect it.
He noticed the man’s sink had a garbage disposal unit. That’s pretty dangerous, he thought to himself.
He walked over to where the man was sitting. The male neighbor was sitting on his reclining couch as he watched a game with a cup of beer on the stand next to him. The neighbor was so engrossed on the football game that he didn’t notice Leon slipping something into his drink.
Leon was smart. Dangerously smart. He knew everything when it came to death- he worked in the DSO, of course he knew some things. He knew the effects of alprazolam and what it does to the brain.
So when he lied to a psychiatrist about his insomnia and got prescribed some Xanax, he crushed a high dosage into fine powder and slipped it into the man’s beer.
Stupid bastard, Leon thought to himself.
He watched as the male neighbor took a sip of his drink and Leon waited. Xanax is a powerful drug, can cause hallucinations and make your brain become a little too calm. You’re bound to fall asleep at some point. And with the amount Leon dropped into his drink, he knew he’d knock out sooner than later.
After a few minutes of “tinkering” with the man’s sink. He got up and went to check on the man again.
And sure as hell did the man find himself in a profound slumber. His snores layering with the sound of the TV.
Too easy, Leon smirked to himself. He put on some elastic gloves and made sure he wore shoes that wouldn’t leave footprints. In case things would get messy, of course.
He poured the man’s drink down the sink to get rid of the evidence. He then thought hard about how he should go about this.
There’s many different ways one can commit murder but Leon wanted the cleanest one. So he came up with one.
He brought pans to the stove and made it seem like the man was cooking something for himself. He partially cooked a stupid egg and left it there. Leon went back to where the man was sitting and dragged him out of his couch and towards the kitchen. Since this man’s place was small, the kitchen and dining area were joined together. He sat there man down on the dining table, which happened to be near the stove. He took out the man’s phone and put it in the man’s hand to make it seem like he was using it.
Leon went back to the kitchen and continued to prepare the scene. He took out bottles of alcohol the man had and poured them down the drain to make it look like he’d had a few drinks. He took a single cup from the cup rack and filled it up halfway. With the cup and bottle of whiskey in both hands, he walked back to the table where the man was sitting and laid them on the table. He took the half empty cup and smeared the man’s lip on the rim. You must cover every single detail.
He even poured a little alcohol into the man’s already parted lips. Leon walked back to the stoved and kept the gas on. Now all he needed to do was wait and let nature do its thing.
Leon walked out of his apartment, pretending to still be talking to the man since there was a camera on the corner of the hall. As the door opened, the camera couldn’t record that Leon had been talking to himself. It made the act believable.
With a smile, Leon walked back to his place and stayed there.
A few hours passed and it started to get dark outside, each resident was inside their unit and ready to go to sleep when the fire alarm began to sound. Everyone was forced to evacuate the premises as the firefighters came to the scene.
You saw as the ambulance brought out a stretcher into the building. Someone was still inside, you thought to yourself as your eyes widened and your heart rate increased. You tried to move but felt someone’s hand on your arm, it was Leon.
“Don’t. It’s too dangerous,” he replied in a serious tone as he stared at you with those cold blue eyes. You pinched your brows together. He was right. If you were to try and save the person, you’d die in the process. You nodded defeatedly and he let go of your arm. He stood there watching you- analyzing you.
You had a good heart, he thought. Too good for his liking. That made you an easy target for people and he loathed the idea of people exploiting your kindness. He vowed to protect you, to mark his hands dirty for you.
As the EMT brought back the stretcher, you could see a person lying there lifeless. All the other residents immediately started to mutter amongst themselves, some started to cry and others gasped in shock. You simply stood there, wide eyed and jaw slack. Leon’s expression remained unchanged as he watched you react to the man’s death. The man deserved it, he thought to himself.
Couldn’t you see that he was protecting you? You’ll come around eventually, he thought.
As the ambulance left the area, the firefighters started to clear the smoke as the police arrived. The police began to do their investigation as the firefighters checked the unit and deemed it good after clearing out the fire and the smoke. One police officer began to make her way to the apartment as the other stayed behind with the residents to ask questions.
Leon was a smooth talker. A trait most psychopaths had. He could get himself out of any situation and he could lie. So when the police asked him what had happened, Leon simply replied with, “I’m not sure. I went to his apartment to check his water supply as my sink stopped working and he lived next to me. I noticed he was making himself some food but I was too busy checking our pipes. He reeked of alcohol and barely spoke to me,” Leon’s tone was different. He sounded likey he spoke the truth.
You couldn’t help but listen to his words. To you, they are true. You saw him walk out of the man’s apartment.
The investigation was deemed as self-manslaughter. The police believed that the man suffered from deliberate alcohol poisoning which caused him to pass out in the process of cooking himself some food.
This made news headlines. Everyone believed the story but they thought the man was stupid enough to cook while he was drunk. Many of the residents believed it, he was a known alcoholic. Leon was never caught.
He was watching you from the window, months after the incident occurred. You had just come back from your college lecture. Leon knew. He stalked you, he followed you.
He knew your weekly routine. Monday through Thursday you had lectures. On Friday, you did work study. And the weekends were reserved for your personal time. He felt proud of you for balancing your life. You lived healthily and he couldn’t help but feel proud at your decisions. He knew you were smart enough to take care of yourself.
He knew the campus you went to, he knew the classes you were taking, he knew your major- he knew everything. But he pretended like he didn’t.
So when he saw you in the parking lot, right next to his car and you had trouble with your groceries, he couldn’t help but feel like your knight in shining armor. With his hardened expression, he asked you in his stern and serious voice, “Need some help?”
You smiled sheepishly and nodded, “Yeah… you don’t mind helping me?” You scratched your head awkwardly. On the inside, he found it adorable. But on the outside, he maintained his cool. He nodded and walked over to your car to retrieve the bags of groceries you bought. He was so strong he carried all the bags to your apartment door. You thanked him graciously and invited him inside.
“You can put them on the table, I’ll assort them,” you said as you took of your jacket and hanged it on the rack right next to the door. He nodded and walked over to the dining table, where he put all the bags with food. He took this opportunity to look around your place.
You kept it simple. It was nice, colorful, but nice. You had tons of books on your shelves, he took a mental note that you probably liked to stay indoors. He noticed the way your laptop and a few papers were scattered on the couch and coffee table, you were studious and dedicated to your education. He silently applauded you in his head. He liked that about you. You had goals and ambitions.
“Thank you, again. I owe you one,” you walked up to him and gave him a warm, genuine smile. He looked down at you and nodded again. Pretty smile, he thought to himself.
“It’s no problem, let me know if you need help with anything. I’m a couple doors away,” he replied with his usual serious tone. He remained unchanged, at least to you. To him, he felt like he about to combust into pieces. You were perfect, absolutely perfect.
Days went by and you found yourself talking to Leon more often. Or at least on the days you could. Leon was gone most of the day, he told you about his hectic work schedule and you couldn’t help but feel bad about him. So you decided to make him a small dinner with a note.
You left it on the front door of his apartment and walked back to yours. When Leon came back from work, it was 2:27 a.m. As he climbed up the steps of the stairs, he noticed something on his front door and felt slightly confused. He hasn’t ordered anything. He grew cautious and slowly approached his door. But then he saw your name on a sticky note. He quickly picked up the lunch box and walked inside his apartment.
Walking to his dining table, he read the note you left. Even your handwriting was perfect. The little swirls of the letters, almost writing in cursive made him want to keep you all to himself. He brought the piece of paper to his nose and sniffed it roughly, the paper crumbling in his hands as he could smell your scent on it. He groaned in pleasure as he could imagine your soft and small hands picking up a pen and write something just for him.
Just for him.
That thought alone almost set him off. He couldn’t eat dinner, not with the growing erection in his pants. He put the dinner you made in his freezer and quickly walked to his bedroom. He sat down on his bed and unbuckled his belt, throwing it somewhere on the floor. He pulled down his pants and boxers and watched as his cocked sprung freely, hitting his abdomen with a thwack.
His left hand held the piece of water with your handwriting and your scent while his right hand traveled to his cock. He brought the piece of paper to his nose again and closed his eyes in pure delight. Your scent was intoxicating- sweet vanilla with a hint of coffee. He grunted and moaned at the thought of your hands picking writing this note. He could picture your small hands wrapping his big cock, rubbing his base up and down as your scent infiltrated his airway.
His muscles tensed up as the thought of having you in between his legs made his cock throb. His stomach coiled as he felt himself nearing his orgasm. He could imagine your mouth sucking on his cock as he rammed his hips deeper down your throat, making you gag on him. He’d grab your hair and pull you closer to his pelvic area, having his blonde pubic hair rub against your face as you took his cock like a good girl.
He growled your name as he came in himself. White ropes shooting down at his palm as he tried to collect his cum and prevent it from staining any of his furniture. He sighed softly and laid his back on the mattress as he thought of you.
You drive him wild, he’d do anything for you. If it meant having you as his.
And that’s what drove him to kill more people. One day, he overheard you while both of you “coincidentally” went to get the mail from the lobby. You were speaking on the phone to a friend and he tried to make it seem like he wasn’t listening. But he was.
He heard you talk about how your ex is pestering you and giving you a hard time. That you cried last night because you two had an argument while he tried to get back together. His blood ran through his veins as you mentioned you cried.
He’d kill anyone who made this sweet and perfect angel cry. And that’s what his next murder was going to be. He went back to his apartment and began to stalk you again. As a government agent, he had privileges the common folk didn’t have. He was able to run a background check on you and found out your ex. To his surprise, he was your first and only relationship so far. He knew this guy probably broke your heart as your first relationship will always be your worst one.
He narrowed his eyes in anger as he found the man who broke your heart. And jotted down the information he had on him- his address, his workplace, his contact information, etc. Leon found everything thanks to his job.
When you heard news about your ex dying, you were shocked to see that he died from overdose. You’ve never known he was a drug addict, or at least that’s what Leon made it seem to be.
Leon drove all the way this man’s house and observed his routine. Your ex went to work, came back home, and went to the bar. An alcoholic, this made it easier for him.
Leon walked into the bar with his casual clothes, he spotted the man sitting on the bar counter with a drink already in his hand. He walked over and sat next to him as he ordered himself whiskey.
Your ex was already stupidly drunk, flirting up some poor girl who was just trying to talk to her friend. So he’s a creep too, he thought to himself as he took a sip his drink.
Why do you always find yourself around creepy and perverted men?
Leon looked around and made sure no one was watching him as slipped some stuff into his drink. Leon then continued to sip his drink and even chatted up the bartender.
The more your ex drank, the closer he got to an overdose. Turns out if you mix alcohol with prednisone, the effects could be fatal. Your ex would develop a liver damage that could potentially end his life if he kept drinking like he was right now.
It was getting late and Leon paid his tab. It was 11 PM and he decided he should go home. He wasn’t drunk, not yet at least. So he was perfectly capable of driving back to his apartment. But not your ex.
It was nearing closing time for the bar and the poor bartender saw your ex passed out on the counter. She didn’t know what to do but she tried waking him up.
Unresponsive. Her eyes widened slightly as she over to his side and checked for a pulse.
Flat line. She called the police and reported the death.
The police declared it suicide. They believed he voluntarily took drugs and alcohol at the same time.
In your mind, you were in denial but then you slowly began to think to yourself. He’s been acting weird and out of the ordinary when he’d talk about getting back together. It all made sense now. His aggressive behavior, his short temper… he was a drug addict and an alcoholic.
You attended the funeral, of course. And when you came back, Leon had been unlocking his door. He saw your puffy eyes as you had your heels in your hands. You looked like you’ve been crying- which you probably were. Leon paused as he stared at you, he nodded once at you, acknowledging your presence. He then spoke up in a tired voice, “Rough day?”
You nodded as you blinked slowly, “You could say that.”
He hummed in response and looked back down at his doorknob. Then he looked back to you, “Do you want to talk about it?”
Leon himself was tired as he just came back from a tough mission, but he would never be too tired for you. He pushed his exhaustion to the side and would rather take care of your needs for you.
You sighed and nodded slowly, “I could use a drink.”
He invited you over to his apartment and let you sit down on his couch as he took two glasses and one bottle of Jack. He walked over to the couch and set down the glasses and the bottle on the coffee table as he sat down next to you.
He began to pour for the both of you, not wanting you to work any more than you’ve already had.
“Cheers,” you muttered under your breath as you clanked your glass with his and chugged the liquid down your throat. The burning sensation almost making you forget about the mental strain you had.
He watched you as you set down the glass back down on the coffee table. Even in this state, you looked absolutely beautiful. He couldn’t wait to have you for himself. To prove to you that what you needed was a real man.
One thing let to another and you found yourself pinned under him on his bed. Your legs spread open as your knees rested on his shoulders. The head of his cock abusing your cervix, bruising it with brute force as he pulled out and pushed back in harshly. His balls smacking against your ass as his arms caged you under him. Your hands were on his shoulders, nails clawing deep into his flesh as the bed creaked from him pounding into you. The headboard hitting the wall behind the bed as he pulled out and forced his cock back into your tight walls. Your cunt clenching around his member as his hands gripped on your hair, forcing your head up so he could hear your stupid blabber.
He pulled out and rolled you over to your stomach. His left hand gripped on your waist as his right hand gripped the back of your neck and pushed your face down the sheets of his bed as he rammed his cock from behind you. Your ass jiggling as pounded harsher and harsher. Making sure you knew who you belonged to. He’d fuck you until you couldn’t walk.
You kept moaning his name against his pillow. Drool falling down your lips as tears rolled down your cheeks from the pleasure. You felt him even deeper from this position. His left hand gripped on your waist as it then traveled down to your ass and smacked, almost immediately seeing his hand print show in a pink and red hue on your skin. The burning sensation of the slap only made you more needy for his touch. His left hand found your hip and forced your body to clash against his as he fucked you straight to bliss.
Stars clouded your eyes as you whimpered and moaned. He cock throbbed and twitched inside of you as it stretched you. It hurt but it hurt good. His right hand gently squeezed the back of your throat, causing you to moan.
“Fuck- Leon- ‘mma cum-“ you spoke breathlessly in between moans and whimpers. He leaned down to whisper in your ear, “Cum for me,” he pressed a kiss on your shoulder blade as he felt you squirm under him. Your body convulsing as your orgasm took the best of you.
Your pussy clamped and clenched around him, wedging him with your juices. He didn’t stop, however. He kept pounding into you as the squelching sound echoed through his room.
He grunted and growled as he felt himself about to cum. He began to speed up and he let go of your neck. Now that both of his hands were on your hips, he gripped the fat of them and forced your body in and out of his cock. Bruising your cervix as your ass hit his hips. The sweat making your skin glisten under the shitty light of his room. You looked even more beautiful when he was fucking you like this.
His hot and sticky cum spurted out of his cock, coating your walls with a part of himself. In his sick and twisted mind, he branded you. He branded you with his essence and he didn’t regret it. He pulled out and heard you moan dumbly as he watched his cum slowly drip down the lips of your cunt to his bedsheet. He’d have to clean them but he didn’t care. He gave your ass a gentle squeeze as he patted your back for you to lay down. He knew you enjoyed it so much since you were on the brink of passing out.
You closed your eyes and felt as Leon cleaned you up. He took your hand and placed a gentle kiss on you knuckles. He was grateful to have you.
He wouldn’t mind killing again. Now that you were his in his mind, he’d go as far as killing every man who’s ever laid eyes on you.
For you, he’d become the world’s best serial killer.
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Well what a year that was. and rounding it out with the long awaited finale to the Mob Psycho 100 anime certainly was a much appreciated way to see it off.
Please let me ring in the new year by indulging in some some future musings of the Sprits and Such Consultation staff, past and present.
Serizawa got his high school diploma from night school with flying colours (his mother's very proud), but never graduated from working part time at Spirits and Such. Now that he has his compulsory education complete, he studies subjects he enjoys - discovering that he likes learning really, he just didn't like the kids at his middle school.
Mob, on the other hand, was never too academic but his passion for athletics continues to grow (along with his height, stopping just shy of Serizawa). After high school he goes on to be a non-sponsored semi-professional athlete, working all kinds of odd jobs in the off season. When things get a little too lean, he's always welcome back to the office on an adhoc basis.
Ritsu, ever the overachiever, pursues higher education. Studying to pass the bar (to Reigen's concern) at one of the top universities in the country. A university which Shou may or may not have manipulated into accepting him on as a veterinary student. Despite their different disciplines Shou regularly sneaks into Ritsu's lectures using those powers he 'won't use anymore'.
Teru has no qualms utilising his powers. In addition to his responsibilities as a middle school teacher and in demand private tutor, he runs special afterschool sessions for ESPer children. He aims to establish his own ESPer friendly school one day. He has attended every single one of Mob's competitions.
Tome continued to secretary throughout high school, wheedling her way onto more on location exorcisms. Documenting her many supernatural encounters blossomed into a thriving career as a paranormal investigator, debunking fake phenomena alongside Hoshida Origo as her cameraman and co-author. Her first book was sold exclusively through the 'Spirit's and Such' website.
Dimple becomes the only true full time employee at the office becoming the 'Spirit' to Reigen's 'and Such'. After his and Reigen's mutual possession Reigen developed an ability to call out to Dimple as a means of summoning him. Meaning even when Dimple is enjoying his time visiting Mob, he can get the obnoxious equivalent of a spectral phone call when Reigen encounters a real spook. Dimple delights in ignoring such calls until the very last minute.
Reigen finds out, after a truly mortifying display at the now annual 'Spirits and Such New Year's Hike and Afterparty', that he is missing the enzyme needed to break down alcohol.
Happy New Year
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