#darkfiction

[rayday-mayday]

Just a little positivity post cuz I need this rn personally: Remember that your sexual fantasies aren't something to be ashamed of.

You having fantasies and writing about/consuming content with those fantasies in it can't harm anyone, so don't let anyone shame you into thinking you're a bad person for having them.

What makes kink exciting for a large majority of people is the taboo aspects. While not everyone may share your kinks, it's normal to be into weird, taboo, illegal, or generally "bad" things.

What's important is making sure no one is harmed when you partake in your kink. That's the only thing. You aren't bad for being into what you're into. Periodt.

[demonshauntingthedoves]

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒌𝒋𝒊𝒏

Hiraeth : Yandere!seokjin x female reader (@wildestdreamsblog )

Mold a Pretty Lie : YandereProfessor!jin x undergrad!female reader (@blog-name-idk )

Fools Paradise : YandereStranger!jin x pregnant reader (@min-hoax )

Price of Prejudice : YandereLord!jin x femal reader (@girlmeetsliv3)

Mercy : YandereKing!seokjin x maid female reader (@raggaraddy)

Obsidian Pearl : YandereMerman!seokjin x female reader (@angelicyoongie )

Ringmaster : YandereRingmaster!jin x female reader (@koosbabygrl)

Closed Curtains : YandereDirector!jin x rookie actress female reader (@angellgguk )

Sit, still look pretty; : YandereHusband!jin x wife reader (@aajjks )

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒏

Let the Villain Win : YandereWriter!namjoon x female (@lemonjoonah)

Persephone : YandereMafia!namjoon x female reader (@deepdarkdelights )

Baby Fever : YandereIdol!namjoon x female reader (@wildestdreamsblog)

𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊

Latibule : YandereMafia!yoongi x female reader (@wildestdreamsblog)

Angel's Mask : YandereMafia!yoongi x female leader (@min-hoax )

Daisy : YandereTeacher!yoongi x female reader (@cosmostae )

𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒌

Runaway : YandereVampire!hoseok x female reader (@raggaraddy)

Forbidden Fruit : Yandere!hoseok x fem reader (@deepdarkdelights)

𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏

Little Mouse : YandereBully!jimin x chubby brazilian female reader (@thvlouvre )

Porcelain : YandereDollseller!jimin x female reader (@deepdarkdelights)

The Scent Of The Flower : YandereStepdad!jimin x female reader (@cosmostae)

Defiant Affairs : YandereStepbro x female reader (@yandere-society)

From Afar : YandereTeacher!jimin x female reader (@min-hoax )

𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈

Open : YandereBully!taehyung x stalker-ish female reader (@euphoricfilter )

Strawberries : Yandere!taehyung x female reader (@cosmostae )

Cut : YandereActor!taehyung x female actor reader (@deepdarkdelights)

𝒋𝒆𝒐𝒏 𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌

POLARITY : YandereBestfriend'sbf!jungkook x female reader (@darkestcorners )

DARKNETS : YandereHacker!jungkook x female reader (@darkestcorners )

Bloody Love : YandereKing!jungkook x female reader (@hongjoongscafe)

Hangman : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@aft3rhrs)

The Deepest Marks of Essence : YandereTribeleader!jungkook x female reader (@lleldey)

The Crimson Shell : YandereMermaid!jungkook x female reader (@angelicyoongie )

Obsesión : YandereRugbyplayer!jungkook x hispanic latina reporter female reader (@thvlouvre )

Raven : YandereCultleader!jungkook x female reader (@darkestcorners )

I'm not human at all : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@silv3rswirls)

Velvet Heart : YandereIdol! jungkook x female reader (@bonny-kookoo )

LESSON I : YandereTeacher!jungkook x bully student fem reader (@redsaurrce )

Companionship : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@aft3rhrs)

Bunny koo : Yanderebunnyhybrid!jungkook x owner fem reader (@aajjks )

Your eyes tell : YandereTwin!jungkook x female reader (@angellgguk )

Brother Knows Best : YandereStepbro!jungkook x female reader (@cosmostae)

Angel : Yandere!jungkook x female reader (@silv3rswirls)

You Are My Crown : YanderePrince!jungkook x female reader (@redsaurrce)

Silver blades : YanderePrince!jungkook x fem reader (@jooniyah )

Scream, baby : Yanderebf!jungkook x female reader (@aajjks )

Nuisance : YandereStepbro!jungkook x female reader (@min-hoax )

Devil's Child : YandereStepbro!jungkook x female reader (@cosmostae )

Crush : YandereSimp!jungkook x barista fem reader (@aajjks )

Heartstrings : YandereNerd!jungkook x fem reader (@cosmostae )

[sukunabear]

I'll hang myself cus why is every anti so dense bro it hurts my head so bad

how hard is it to understand,,,,let me speak in caveman terms.

it fake? ya! can make art! relationship okay only in fiction! uncomfortable? block! victim? me too!!!

[vallcro]

TW/CW: Incest(BroDave), Sexual Abuse

I Love Angsty BroDave Fics In Bro’s POV Where He’s Like “Where Did I Go Wrong With Him”

Like Idk Man You Probably Went Wrong Abt 3 Chapters Ago Where You Violently Molested Him, Just A Thought LOL

[beepbeepmfkr]

Read Blood of the Wardens (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/376555223-blood-of-the-wardens?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=beepbeepmfkr 

“Humanity seeks protection against the Chimeran scourge. 

Or at least, that's what the Homeland tells him.

 And for twenty four years, Aiko Colony-Born has accepted that fact without question or hesitation.

But now that childhood Indoctrination training has ended, and his status as a rare Colony-Born amongst the Homeland military caste has earned him the laughable first assignment of liaison to a faraway mining colony, Aiko find himself struggling to keep his resentment contained.

In Sector Nine, childhood friends Veera and Kent find their worlds upended. Twin Mercenaries are on the attack. And what's more, the weight of their bloodlines seeks to wedge them irreparably far apart. Shattering the only moors they'd known since youth; leaving them scattered and alone.

Humanity seeks protection against the Chimeran scourge. 

But is that even true?

Has it ever been?”

Read the prologue of my original fic “Blood of the Wardens” on Wattpad!

Blood of the Wardens is a Queer, blended sci fi & fantasy story that touches on colonialism, fascism, nationalism, and culture in an attempt to ask “what does it really mean to be human?”

I have part 1 mostly done, so I’ll be editing and posting it slowly over the next few days or so. Part 2 will be started during Novella November which is the NaNoWriMo alternative started by @novella-november !

[s-soulwriter]

Sometimes, I Write Beginnings I Never Use (Dark Story Prompts)

Now and then, I write things that could serve as the start of a story, though I never actually use them. Here, I’m sharing a few that lean toward the darker side. Feel free to use them as prompts, and have fun with them.

The house had been empty for decades, or so they said. But when I stepped inside, the floor creaked underfoot as if it remembered every step ever taken, every secret ever buried.

There was a strange comfort in the darkness, a place where shadows whispered the truths the daylight refused to see.

The wind outside howled, but the sound inside was worse—soft footsteps echoing through the empty halls.

I thought it was just a nightmare, until I woke up with the dirt still under my fingernails.

They said I wouldn’t feel a thing, that I’d be free once it was over. But as the needle slid in, I realized I was still very much alive—and trapped.

(Do you want a part two?)

[simplykuroo]

Alright, intro or smth (a small one, won’t get into much detail)

Hello!!! I’m Kuro! Im in a lot of fandoms, but I’m mainly js a Mario person lmao… I can draw, I can sometimes take art requests, I don’t mind — I’m mainly active on TikTok and Twitter (TikTok - @simplykuroo_, Twitter/X - @ausername2764) — I’m profiction, I don’t care what you do with fiction. bigender and bisexual, he/she

[fujiuro]

"About Our Eternal Bond: Bon's Obsession (Bon Obsession! X Reader)"

You never should have returned to Bunny Smiles Incorporated, but something

--perhaps a strange curiosity or a deep-seated need to unravel the mysteries that haunted that place—

drew you back to the old pizzeria, now abandoned and in ruins. The tales of disappearances, the lost voices, and the secrets buried beneath layers of rust and dust had always haunted you, yet the morbid pull was irresistible.

The place was exactly as depicted in those disturbing tapes you had watched, the ones that chronicled the downfall of Bunny Smiles.

The lights were off, and the air reeked of mildew and rust. The once-beloved animatronics that had delighted children were now mere twisted shadows of their former selves.As you wandered through the dark corridors, you felt a familiar presence. Bon, the blue rabbit animatronic, stood there on the empty stage. But something was different

—his usually blank eyes now gleamed with an unsettling intensity, as if something conscious, something hungry, resided within him."You came back," the metallic, distorted voice echoed through the empty hall, tinged with a disturbingly sweet tone. "I knew you couldn't resist... You belong here."A wave of dread washed over you, but your legs felt rooted to the ground. Bon slowly moved off the stage, each step echoing in the silence of the pizzeria. He began speaking of "eternity" and "union," his words dripping with a sickening obsession. He believed that for you two to be together forever, you needed to become "one of them."He led you to the back of the pizzeria, to a room you had never seen before

—dark, cramped, filled with disassembled animatronic parts and loose wires. In the center of the room, one of the old animatronic suits hung open, empty and waiting, as if it had been prepared just for you. The smell of old metal and oil made your stomach churn.Bon, with an insane glint in his eyes, approached. "I'll take care of you, protect you... forever," he murmured as he extended his metallic hands, ready to force you into the suit. You realized with horror that to him, this wasn’t just an obsession

—it was an inevitable destiny he was determined to fulfill.You knew that if you didn’t escape now, you would be trapped in that suit forever, your consciousness imprisoned alongside the darkest secrets of Bunny Smiles Incorporated. Time seemed to slow as you fought desperately to break free, knowing that with each passing second, Bon drew closer, ready to complete his twisted plan.

---This version ties Bon’s obsession into the dark and unsettling context of *The Walten Files*, making full use of the old pizzeria's atmosphere and the psychological horror that permeates the series.

[twistedroadsofmadness]

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I slipped inside, the window beckoned. Underneath the seed, I sowed a weapon. The time, the tide, I never knew which. The persistence of time, penance for the witch. I opened, it closed, the door ajar. Sunny wisdom given to icy colds. I asked, forgiven, not waiting to know. Hello, a wave was seen. Within me, I be. There is no other, there is no me. I slipped inside, the window beckoned.

[rayday-mayday]

Shout-out to proshippers/darkshippers like me who partake in the dark media we consume, not because we've been through the abuse/trauma depicted, but because what we've already been through doesn't feel "valid enough."

I promise you, you aren't bad for having an urge to go through "worse." It's a natural response your brain has when your pain and hurt doesn't feel validated enough. I can guarantee you that whatever you've been through- even if "small"- isn't something to simply be ignored or treated as lesser.

You were hurt, and you deserve the acknowledgement and support for that like any other survivor does. Sometimes people and society just tend to overlook trauma that isn't on the extreme end, even if all trauma is just that no matter the "degree": trauma.

I know it probably doesn't mean much coming from a stranger on the internet, but I'm proud of you for finding a coping mechanism where you don't go out and hurt yourself. Personally I'd rather have you, or anyone in general, consume your darkfiction, than go and seek out abuse in real life.

[demonshauntingthedoves]

Right of ravage- providing to the lord the right to devastate the fields of his own domain and much more.

Pairing: Lord Jimin x maid reader

Timeline: medieval period (inspo french revolution)

Warning: yandere, power disparity, feudal system, destruction, slavery, foul language, implied physical assault, harsh treatment, degradation.

a part of my Debt series (maknae line)

It was distraughting. You screamed watching your farm burn away.The merciless fire swallowed the precious crops.All the year’s worth of work ashened to nothing. All the food was gone.

Your loud wails echoed over the growling of fire.You were frantic and begged his brother who groped at your hair.

“You’d been returning the money since decades. You ugly peasants should never be offered slack. Now bear the consequences.” He spat in mirth and disgust and threw you in the soil.

Jimin observed the clamour from over his horse. He remained unaffected as if the earth wasn't burning beside him. Your tear clamped eyes shifted to him. You knelt before him, pleading for his pity.

Ugly sobs made you shudder. And he for sure pitied you. Helplessness in human form.

“Lord, please spare us. Please stop the fire.” You cried. The triangles of your neck and the dips of your clavicles appeared with every breath you heaved. Red rimmed eyes stared at him in hope. For he would give the last word in this.

But as much as he pitied you, he wanted to claw up that little hope in you and chew at it. So, he nodded in approval at his brother rather than dismissal and backed his horse away, watching your face turn grey like the smoke swaying in the sky.

This was exactly what he wanted.

---------------

You winced when the needle dug in your finger, you sucked the pierced part, before getting back to stitch the button. This pain was negligible compared to what you’d dealt with.

“Are you fine?”

You faintly smiled and nodded in response to the lady by whose feet you sat. The lord's wife- Mrs. Park. A soft feather amongst stones. Unlike the other harsh noblewomen, she had treated you so well since you were kept to work as a maid. Her kindness was a balm to all your wounds. The same wounds her husband caused.

“Ha-eun.”

Your back cowered at his voice. The said woman made her way to him, humming to her beloved. You kept your eyes lowered, resisting the trembles his fearful presence stirred in you.

Mr. Park retrieved his carriage and placed it on the bed, on the other side of which you remained.

“ My dear, you said your visit there was a month away.” Mrs. Park’s voice saddened, she pressed herself to Jimin’s side, her head over his shoulder.

“The officer has asked for me, I would need to leave today, to reach there in five days.” he informed her, eyes dissecting your reaction to the news, every flicker of your lids and twitch of your lips.

“Fine. I’ll go ready your meals to pack.” she sighed and kissed his shoulder before retreating. “Y/n, get the shirt done and come to the kitchen.”

As Ha-eun footsteps dulled, your heartbeat lurched. To be left alone with Jimin filled you with dread. You hurried to sew the last patch of the shirt and leave.

As you bit the thread and bundled it, you slowed down, staring at the pair of feet that were now in front of you.

“You forgot to greet me.” he complained, voice gravelly and authority. A shiver ran down your spine from his propinquity. You hastily curtsied him, eyes pinned to his shoes.

“Hm. My shoes seem dirty, don't they?.” you understood his demand and reached for your skirt to carefully clean them. Park now held a satisfied smile, hands sneaked in the pockets of his trouser. He reveled in watching you kneel by his toes because that's exactly where you belonged.

“ You are happy, aren't you?”

“Wh-what? My lord? No.” you bend your head lower, to prevent Jimin from noticing your lies. It was true that your heart had thrumped with happiness when you heard he was leaving.

Jimin let out a laugh, which was more of a thinly veiled threat than a joyous one, a warning of impending harm.

“You seem relieved that I'm leaving the town, relieved that you’ll be free now. Awaiting your dreams to come true.”

You bit down a painful sob when he clamped his boot down on your hand, nearly crushing your knuckles. You cried when he pressed heavily on your fingers.

“And even wishing that I wouldn't ever return back and die there. This is what you’d do, right? you ungrateful wench.” Jimin spit with an intent to injure, eyes narrowed on you.

“N-no, lord, I would- I would never wish that upon you.” words tumbled out your mouth in a stumbling rush. You needed to deny it and convince him. You couldn't do otherwise. Pleadings were better before punishments than during the course of it. You crept forward to cling over his leg for forgiveness.

He retracted back in disguised disgust, before lifting his leg and wedging the tip of his shoe under your chin to tilt it up. Humiliation burned you. You still didn't flicker your teary eyes to him. You weren't permitted to look him in the eye.

“Don't lie to me, I’ll crack your jaw open in one swing. I saw your face when I told Ha-eun.” He growled and threatened you. You winced when he dangerously pressed the tip of his shoe on your pulse.

“I swear, I wasn't happy about it. Please, I'm sorry if it appeared like that.” You snivelled, making desperate attempts to appease him. You were just trying to save yourself and delay your doom.

“Look at me.”

Your cowering eyes fluttered up. While Jimin's eyes were blown dark, lust overflooding his anger. He was aroused watching you grovel. He lowered his feet from your chin and dragged it down your breast, subtly prodding at it. Your breath began to writhe.

“Give me your hand.”

He rubbed soothing circles on your wounded hand, you closed your eyes at the show of his care, only to have them blink open in panic the moment your hand was placed on his bulge.

“My lord, please, I'm needed in the kitc-.”

“Go in the attic, now! ”

[daringdoombringer]

It is with my pleasure to announce that “Of Flesh And Metal” is done! Got the idea for this out of the blue and somehow whipped this up in a week JGDJGD anyways please go read it I’m very proud of it

[vallcro]

TW/CWs: BroDave, Incest, CSA, GuardianxChild, ChildxAdult

Thinking Abt A Baby Dave Fucked Out Of His Little Mind, Barley Awake, Completely Forgetting How Totally Uncool It Is To Ask For Praise Looking Up At Bro And Asking “Did I Do Good”

Bro Doesn’t Have It In Him To Ignore The Poor Boy Or Scold Him For Being Desperate While Watching A Mix Of His Cum And Dave’s Blood Dripping From His Spent Hole; Instead Bro Pets His Pretty Little Head While Helping Dave Wipe Away The Evidence Of His Crime, “Yeah You Did Real Good Lil’ Man”

[rabbit-after-dark]

a big chunk of my selfships include me as a small bunny-human being treated like a pet by my f/o and honestly i need more dynamics like this, psychocuties did it RIGHT!!!!!

[svilleg6]

Campfire Horror: Lost in he Woods (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/366504253-campfire-horror-lost-in-he-woods?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=Svilleg6 Campfire Horror Get ready to experience a spine-chilling selection of horror stories that cover a wide range of camping themes. From encounters with the supernatural to psychological torment, each tale promises to scare you. Crafted from the most horrifying nightmares, they say it's both unsettling and eerie. Between reality and nightmare, be prepared for a thrilling ride. From cursed cabins to encountering restless spirits by the shore. Horror Stories You Won't Forget

[helmort]

⭐ 𝑰𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑺𝒉𝒂𝒅𝒐𝒘 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑾𝒐𝒍𝒇 (Friday Tale)

Once upon a moonlit evening, in a forgotten nook of a European hamlet, there wandered a forlorn and nameless child. The shadows, as nebulous caretakers in lieu of parents, had nurtured this solitary soul, drifting through a realm of abandonment and yearning for a love never known. Destiny took a peculiar turn when the child chanced upon a map of treasures, graced with the emblem of a solemn iron cross. The pursuit of this cryptic path led the youngster to a desolate dwelling, where echoes of days long past whispered through the timeworn walls.

Within the aged abode, the child encountered a shadow, cast upon the wall like an arcane puppet. It took the form of a sagacious black wolf, its eyes ablaze in a crimson glow, a creature of mystique and wisdom.

This ethereal being spun tales of fortitude and kinship, urging the child to embrace the latent wolf within and metamorphose into a valiant hero. Convinced that the key to liberation from loneliness lay in proving his prowess, the child, accompanied by other nameless, wayward comrades, heeded the wolf's counsel. Together, they set forth on a quest, targeting those who held stars in higher regard than crosses, committing a grisly act culminating in the dismemberment of their final victim and the consumption of his lifeblood. This sinister rite triggered a ghastly transformation, turning the child and companions into wolves—no longer humans but creatures of fur, fang, and primal instincts. Forever bound to servitude under the shadowy wolf's commands, they became creatures ensnared in a predatory existence.

Their days unfolded in a lamentable cycle of solitude, shunned by all who refused to utter a word to them. The once-human pack continued their predatory pursuits, hunting down those who cherished stars. Yet, an ominous shift in the tides of justice transpired one fateful day. A cadre of hunters, sanctioned by the law, intervened. They pursued, captured, and imprisoned the child-wolves behind a sealed door within a desolate abyss. Confined within the unforgiving cage, they faced an eternity of solitary penance, their unheard howls reverberating in the caverns of isolation.

Humanity, forever haunted, would remember them as a tragic aberration, a mournful tale etched in the annals of their collective memory.