#how dare you romanticize stalking

[nyxiswrites1200]

Ghostface x Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Stalking, Reader is a little crazy, Mask kink, Fingering, Praise, Pet names, P in V, Unresolved tension

This is for purely fictional purposes, I don't condone/romanticize stalking or creepy behavior. Stay safe!

Part 2 soon!

It was Halloween night and while you'd love to be dressed up and at a party...you're not. You're spread out on your couch in some shorts that ride up your thighs and a baggy T-shirt with the TV going in the background.

Your annoying friends had simply forgotten to invite you saying 'it wouldn't be your scene' and maybe they were right but still!

You sighed as your attention turned back to the TV. Only for a brief moment though, your phone rang.

"This better not be them needing a ride because they're drunk-" you roll your eyes as you look at the phone, 'Unknown' along with a number you've come to know but don't save.

You feel a certain heat run through your being as you take a breath.

For the past couple weeks, a man has been calling you. It was weird, at first- no it's still weird. However, you've welcomed it and accepted it. He was odd...but he was kind to you. Always willing to listen, knew your favorite things and had them sent to your door sometimes. Friends joking about a secret admirer but you knew it was more of a glorified stalker.

Yet this mysterious man found his way into your thoughts, dreams, and late night sessions with your vibrator pressed to your clit.

You pick up the phone "Hello?"

"Hey doll, how are you?" He responds, it's so casual for what this is.

"Bored...pretty sad for a girl to be alone on Halloween" you sighed as you turned over on the couch.

"Oh that won't do...want me to come and make it better for you?"

Your breath hitched, he'd never offered to come in before. You knew what he was though...that he already knew where you lived, what you looked like, and much more.

"You stalking me?" You respond softly

"No doll, I'm just making sure you're safe and happy. Pretty girls like you need to be taken care of..."

You're insane, you've finally lost it, you swear.

"You can come in...but don't scare me, understand?" You respond sternly.

"Of course, I wouldn't dare" the call ends.

What the hell is wrong with you? Inviting this man into your home? Even if he hasn't done anything malicious...God no- that's not the point!

You're anxious but also nervous...you wanna know who he is, you also want your sick fantasies fulfilled.

You're snapped out of your thoughts when you hear a polite knock on the wall of the living room. You're still startled but you turn your head.

You weren't sure what to expect but you're met with a man wearing a Ghostface mask and fully black outfit.

"Sorry doll, I still startled you a little." He apologized, it sounded genuine.

"It's okay...I wasn't expecting the outfit" you chuckle.

"Oh? I guess it is a little weird" he walked over, looking down at you "You're even prettier up close"

"Oh, thank you..."

You're not really sure if the next events were real. It went from talking, sweet compliments, to him pushing your little shorts aside to realize you weren't wearing panties.

"Oh, you naughty girl. You wanted this, hm?'" he hummed as he rubbed his gloved hand along your slit. Collecting the slick that dripping out.

"Yes..." You responded breathlessly, you don't even know what he looks like. Just his personality and that his hand felt good on your pussy.

He slipped two fingers in with ease as you moaned. "Good girl...you take it so well."

His other hand slips under your shirt to play with your tits as he pumped his fingers in and out of you.

You couldn't help but enjoy it...besides it didn't matter, you don't even know who he is.

He got your nipples hard as he toyed with them, pushing his fingers up against that sensitive spot inside of you. Making you moan louder and attempt to grab onto anything to ground you.

"Close-" you whine out.

"Oh? Go ahead, cum on my fingers pretty girl"

His words only fueled the fire that warmed your skin. You moaned out loudly, nothing but sinful noises as you came around his fingers.

"Good girl" he praises as he slowly pulls out his fingers. You lay there, recollecting your thoughts. You see him slip his hand under his mask, tasting your cum, licking it off with his tongue.

It made your pussy throb again.

"Not sedated yet, doll?" He chuckled as he reached down, undoing his belt and jeans, tugging out his cock. "Do you want this?"

He was big, his tip leaking pre, and a prominent vein along the underside.

"Y...yes" you stutter out with your face flushed. He chuckled as he pushed up your shirt all the way, tugging your shorts off. "Got myself such a needy girl" he tugs you close by your thighs, positioning himself between them. He rubs the tip of his cock against your entrance.

You whined as you felt push the tip inside. Only to be snapped out of your daze when you hear a knock on the front door.

He turned as well as he tilted his head "Expecting someone?"

"Oh shit, my roommates, I didn't expect them to be back this early" you groaned as you quickly pulled away and he obliged.

He helps you fix your clothes and himself as well. "Just...go out the window" you gently push him as you rush over to the door.

"Alright...I'll call you" he smirked despite you not being able to see it as he disappeared to leave the house. You sigh as you open the door and your friends walk in "What took so long?"

"I was in the bathroom" you swiftly lie and they don't seem to question you further.

What a hell of a night...

Credits: roseschoices (banners) <3

[amarriageoftrueminds]

I can think of an MCU character who is a stalker according to these criteria, and it's not portrayed as manic or unbalanced, but like when a man does it and 'gets the girl' and it's romanticized.

You've got:

(*on things vid didn't mention)

Watching Stalk-ee from a distance when they've never spoken.

Not respecting Stalk-ee's personal space (especially creepy as it was the actor's improv! 😥).

Turning up at Stalk-ee's work uninvited/hitting on and/or fixating on Stalk-ee at work (to the point of Stalker being told off by their boss).

Turning up at places Stalk-ee is socialising uninvited, using an excuse for why they're there.

*Intercepting contact between Stalk-ee and others to draw attention/make Stalk-ee talk to/about Stalker instead, even when lives are in danger -- more than once! (not one of this vid's criteria but it fits?)

Following Stalk-ee / insisting on being included in what Stalk-ee is doing -- even tho Stalker doesn't like what they're doing/disagrees with it -- and Stalker's input on said activity is ignored/irrelevant to Stalk-ee.

Monitoring Stalk-ee and getting angry and confronting Stalk-ee about it when the monitoring is interfered with/Stalk-ee doesn't contact them.

Pulling the Elaborate Ambush/Grand Gesture/Manipulative Public Spectacle Ploy, to ask Stalk-ee out in front of all their friends, believing they are paying Stalk-ee a compliment by doing this (assuming it is welcome and taking Stalk-ee's polite silence/absence of an answer as a 'yes.' Textbook 'if she wasn't interested why did she smile?' behaviour.)

'Not taking no for an answer' in the form of 'just assuming Stalk-ee wants them/not considering that 'no' even could be an answer.'

Becoming physically violent / abusive and insulting Stalk-ee when the Manipulative Public Spectacle ploy fails.

Trying to publicly shame Stalk-ee with said violence when they express interest in someone else -- even tho Stalk-ee never said they were interested in Stalker in the first place, they're not dating. And being smug and quippy about Stalk-ee's resulting fear of them. (Classic controlling Gaston-style 'you're a stupid slut/prude anyway' / 'how dare you want someone else besides me??' post-rejection behaviour. This is more 'horror movie' than 'romance movie' trope -- but in the film they played it straight, as if it was fine!)

Taking Stalk-ee's capitulation after that violence👆 as acceptance of Stalker's advances (again, women in movies are taken to have said yes simply because they haven't said no; male stalkers get this response when they have been relentless enough to 'earn' the girl. In another appearance Stalker said they had 'earned' their happy ending -- meaning, with Stalkee.)

Taking a candid image of Stalk-ee, taken without Stalk-ee's knowledge / that Stalk-ee didn't give them (another non-criteria from the vid; interestingly, both parties do this, but Stalk-ee is doing this with a staged / voluntarily-taken image of Stalker, after Stalker has been violently abusive at Stalk-ee's lack of prior reciprocity. 😬)

*Talking about themselves and Stalk-ee to others/the public as if they were in a romantic relationship (when they only spoke a dozen times & never dated, and despite Stalker being married to someone else for years by this point!)

And all this👆 after Stalk-ee explicitly told Stalker that they found the opposite sex terrifying, romance doesn't matter to them, they weren't looking to date currently, and that they wanted to wait and not date anyone, period, until they found the right person… which they said after they had already met Stalker. 😵

The narrative continues to frame this as 'love' and two-sided… even though they never dated, only met a handful of times, and one of them (as the vid mentioned!) develops dementia!

(In their own tv show, Stalker also did that Crazy Ex Girlfriend example from the vid -- to another, different Stalk-ee -- and moved across the Continent to be where ex was living. They had recently dumped Stalker and moved on to someone else… whom Stalker, of course, contrived to meet and show off to.)

Despite all this and much worse behaviour, Stalker character is venerated to a baffling extent, given multiple tv shows of their own, and held up as some kind of paragon.

And this is a female character in the MCU!

ps. end of this meta details how many boxes she would tick in an 'are you in an abusive relationship?' checklist, and it's... more than a few. 😬

[namelessedospuntosp]

Knowing that a writer on wattpad wants to make carl and woozie's relationship look like jinx's makes me mad.

I mean... You know woozie is going to tell cj to go fuck himself if he dares to treat him badly AND EVEN BE ABLE TO KILL HIM IF CARL TRIES TO RAPE HIM????

Seriously, didn't you see the cinematics about how woozie would get angry, the insulting dialogues and the threats? He would be able to set you on fire, rob you, murder you or anything if you dare to do anything to him.

So cj would already be dead if he tries to do anything to you without your consent.

besides that, woozie would be pretty disappointed in cj if he does that. (and there's a dialogue where woozie says "cj, you disappoint me" if carl hits him).

in canon, the two's friendship has more dynamics than cj's 6 girlfriends, it's pretty healthy and they both care about each other.

By wanting to make their relationship more questionable as cute, you make me understand that you are a nutcase who only forgive rapists for being cute.

Cj wouldn't be able to do that to woozie, his sister kendl gets harassment from tenpenny and polaski

he knows how horrible it is to be stalked because of her experience.

Summary: Eliminate jinx and other manga that romanticize toxic relationships. the fans of those manga are the same ones who complain if a movie does the same thing but with a straight couple.

[theoptimisticdaydreamer]

It blows my mind how the writers thought that after everything Jong Bum did, he deserved absolute redemption?!!! They made the plot entirely self gratifying for Jong Bum , as if he is some sort of hero, and that is infuriating.

This man obsessed over Sa Bin. Was not polite enough to respect the rules of student teacher interactions and forced his presence upon her. He stalked (WHICH IS A FELONY) her, going so far to live above her uncles and install a tracking device on her phone. He invaded her privacy and her personal thoughts. He consistently touched her as if he had the right to. He premeditated the murder of the person she said she loved. HE KISSED HER WHILE SHE WAS UNCONSCIOUS WHICH IS SEXUAL ASSAULT. He consistently put her and the people she cared about in serious danger because he wanted to be the one to play the hero. He stood by as his brother was drowning. He stood by and did nothing as a serial killer attacked and almost killed a man. His past life killed people. His past life killed her past life’s fiancé. And that’s just scratching the surface.

He is unsettling, he is creepy, he is arrogant and narcissistic and 300% a psychopath. His presence makes me physically uncomfortable and nauseous.

His relationship with Sa Bin is probably one of the most TOXIC I have seen in my life.

HE DOES NOT DESERVE AN OUNCE OF PITY.

HE DOES NOT DESERVE REDEMPTION.

HE DOES NOT DESERVE TO BE MADE INTO SOME HERO AND TO GET THE GIRL.

HE DESERVES KARMA. HE DESERVES TO FACE THE CONSEQUENCES OF HIS ACTIONS.

Writers you have destroyed this story and I don’t give a fuck about Jong Bum and Ji Chul so the fact that you have turned the story so it favors him has earned you the hatred of probably the entire internet.

Congratulations on pushing forward the most nonsensical and damaging messages through your show. Congratulations on romanticizing stalking and obsession even though these are both serious topics that affect millions over the world and are in fact CRIMES that people go to JAIL for and doing it the way you have is incredibly insensitive to those who have suffered. Congratulations on promoting sexual assault as romantic. Congratulations on suggesting that the crimes and actions that narcissistic psychopaths committed can be forgiven, tolerated, and justified simply because their upbringing was terrible and because they are so “pitable” everything is okay. Congratulations on pushing forward the idea that women should heal the broken man. Congratulations on ignoring the serious need for professional help in aiding those with mental illnesses. Congratulations on suggesting that women should consider themselves Mother Teresa and task themselves with saving a person that they have no qualifications in saving. Congratulations on promoting the one of the most toxic relationship I have seen in my life and advertising it as the definition of love. Congratulations on making your female character a wishy washy idiot who ignores red flags when dealing with toxic people, romanticizes toxic people, has double standards to her forgiveness, doesn’t stand sincere and loyal with her feelings. treats the people around her terribly and is a ginormous hypocrite. Congratulations on attempting to vilify the relatively sane other male lead simply because the actor playing the psychopath stalker murderer is so popular that he is the hero even when that should not be the case whatsoever. Congratulations on wasting talent and natural chemistry in favor of this garbage fire of a script.

What do I need to do writer to make sure you never write again? Because everything you touch turns to poison.

[white-poppie]

Tokyo Revengers Yandere lovers

NOTE: I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT PROMOTE THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOUR. It is impractical scary and even gross. Violation of someone’s personal space/ life is not being romanticized in this post. Rather it is JUST A FICTIONAL TROUPE WITH FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.

DEATH NOTE VERSION: Yanderes Death Note characters are MHA VERSION: Types of Yanderes MHA characters are HAIKYUU VERSION: Types of Yanderes Haikyuu Characters are HXH VERSION: Types of Yandere HxH characters are TOKYO REVENGERS VERSION: Tokyo revengers as Yandere lovers

Tokyo 卍 Revengers (東京卍リベンジャーズ) || MASTERLIST

MANIPULATIVE (操作)

Will manipulate you into thinking, that what they are doing is best for you. They will play with your mind until you are completely dependent on them.

Mikey, Kisaki, Mitsuya, Draken, Kokonoi, Rindou Haitani, Hanma, Takeomi, Naoto

DELUSIONAL (妄想)

You love them, right? RIGHT? They think your tantrums and escape methods will stop. You love them and they love you. A perfect little family.

Kazutora, Chifuyu, Sanzu, Takemitchi, Hakkai, Souya (angry)

VIOLENT (暴力的)

Come on Darling, you knew better not to break the rules. They will break you until you are screaming and crying for mercy. Later they would patch you up and tell you that none of this would have happened if you didn’t disobey them.

Hanma, Ran, Taiju, Kisaki, Sanzu, Mikey, Baji, Senju, Nahoya (smiley)

SADISTIC (サディスティック)

Another form of the violent type, not necessarily very cruel, but they find it ‘amusing’ to see you in pain. You are crying? How cute. Practically begging them to leave you alone? So so so pretty.

Hanma, Ran, Sanzu, Baji, Takeomi, Nahoya (smiley)

PAMPERING (甘やかす)

Perhaps the best of all Yanderes. They know that they have caused turbulence in your life, hence they are a bit kinder. They would spoil you into loving them, muttering love onto your glistening skin, loving you until you are mewling for them. They are truly the best.

Draken, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Izana, Kakuchou, Kokonoi, Inui, Hakkai, Hinata, Senju, Souya (Angry), Naoto

STALKER (ストーカー)

They know every single thing about you. They will stalk the routes you follow and keep information about the people close to you. Break into your house, and steal your belongings for their little collection. They have little photos of you, you studying, in school, with your friends, hell even when you are undressing. It's lewd and morally wrong, but they can't stop themselves. They are truly infatuated with you.

Kazutora, Baji, Pehyan, Takemitchi, Nahoya (Smiley)

TSUNDERE (ツンデレ)

You never know what’s going on in their mind. They can be nice and sweet to you and an absolute nightmare for others. They may appear scary and terrifying, but wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you. They love you, but it may take some time for them to realize it.

Draken, Kakuchou, Izana, Hakkai, Senju, Takeomi, Baji, Souya (Angry), Naoto

KILLER (殺人者)

Oh, the most feared of them all. Is that person trying to get too close to their darling? Kill them. Is that person dear to their darling? No! Only they can be the person their darling loves. Kill them.

Mikey, Hanma, Kisaki, Ran, Rindou, Sanzu

SHINJU (心中)

He is a sinner, he knows. He has attended too many funerals for one lifetime. He thinks he must be cursed, people die at his hands, they instead of him and even for him. Tears streaming down his face, he knows that an angel like you would end up in heaven, but he would rot in the filthiest depths of hell, once again away from you. He won't be attending funerals anymore, he would be paying for all the atrocities he has committed, including snatching the light in your eyes and replacing them with the same dullness of his. He would gently hold you in his arms, caressing your hair, kissing your forehead and telling you not to be scared or open your eyes; all of it would be over soon. Maybe in another life? After all, what is a Shinju, if not everlastingly devastating?

Mikey (Sano Manjirou)

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A/N: I am so disappointed in myself, I had promised I won't write Yandere stuff anymore, yet here we are.

[ninetails-tales]

Nerium | Yandere! Taehyung

"I could start fires with what I feel for you"- Fires,David Ramirez

Pairings:- Yandere!God Taehyung x female reader

Warnings⚠️:-Voyeurism,stalking,creepy behaviour,delusional behaviour,sexism, slut-shaming,(MC's job is not specified but there are implications of prostitution),talks of faith,made up religion stuff,taehyung sounds like an asshole but is also a simp,smut,oral sex (male receiving),dick riding,lowkey dom reader,kidnapping,yandere themes (let me know me if I missed anything)

Disclaimer:- I do not romanticize or condone any of this acts,The characters and scenarios mentioned,are solely fiction and for entertainment.

(A/N):- lmao I don't know what the hell did I just write😭,sorry for any mistakes,English is not my first language,Feedback would greatly be appreciated,I hope you enjoy! Thank you for reading~

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There she goes,there she goes again,wearing that sorry excuse of a dress that barely covered her chest.

You could clearly see everything even from up above in the skies. Well that was an exaggeration. Only Lord Taehyung,the ruler of heavens and the skies could see everything happening down there,he had too,it was his job to look down and make sure everything was working well.

So he looks more and sees- Ah!!!! Now she bent down!! The nerve of this women! You practically wanted to be looked at!!

Pretty sure there were other ways one could wash their clothes! Taehyung scoffed. Bending down and showing everyone your cleavage wasn't necessary.

Taehyung watched as the splashes of the river's water would hit the thin garment you were wearing,making it wet and transparent,leaving nothing to the imagination.

Taehyung suddenly felt a fiery heat on his body,Images of you,doing unspeakable actions flashed his mind,he quickly brushed those thoughts off,those were his que to stop watching you,it was wrong for him,this divine being to have any sorts of feelings towards a mortal being.

It had started of,as a way to get pretty revenge from you,taehyung knew two kinds of humans. The one which believed in his existence and the one who didn't. The ones who were complete devotees and worshipped him all day and the ones who did it out of respect for the ones who worship him with all their heart.

And you, you did believe in his existence but you didn't like him,you disliked the Idea of his godly being greatly.

And what infuriated Taehyung even more,that there was absolutely no reason on why you disliked him,no personal feelings at all,you just simply disliked him.

Did taehyung take offence? Yes he did and he tells himself,he wouldn't have,if you had a reason,an explanation and if you blatantly didn't make it obvious.

So Taehyung came to the conclusion that you do what you do,was to get his attention. It made sense to him,after all you had no friends in your village,for some odd reason,the villagers thought you were some witch!

You had to be,you were single,an orphan and you weren't even a devotee! And the company you did keep,were some shady looking city men,who would visit your home,late at night.

You poor thing were lonely after all,no one talked to you in the village,and the men who would visit you occasionally has also stopped,by Taehyung's doing.

Of course he did to spite you and not because he was jealous of the way those men got to he with you.

No of course Taehyung had no feelings for you,no matter how much he wanted to feel your smooth skin on him as he would watch you take your bath or how he would have the urge to hold you close as he would watch you sleep alone in your bed.

Sometimes you weren't alone,there would be other people,other men,who would dare to sleep next to you,got to touch you at places,Taehyung felt like only he should have a right to.

He made sure those men suffered miserably,He knew those men deserved it but it was still a irrational and reckless thing of him to do. He,who was always calm and rational,had almost burned down an entire city in a fit of rage,when he realized one of the men who you were seeing lived in the city.

Taehyung had no one else to blame but you, you had made him like this, you with your Enticing smirks and sultry ways. Taehyung had had enough,he was not going to let you taunt him anymore,he won't let thoughts of you haunt his body and mind anymore,he is your god,whether you like it or not and it was bound time you gave him some attention respect. ----------------------------------------------

You walked your way through the market,paying no mind to the stares or people talking behind your back. You were used to it now and you really couldn't care less about it. You were unfortunate enough to be born in this village and then your parents had to die.

This was the only place you knew so you couldn't just leave. You had your home here and your parent's memories and that's all you needed for now.

And money of course,your regular customers had stopped their visit for some reason or another,actually you didn't seem to have any customers by this past weeks. If no one visited you soon,your savings were going to be over.

You start walking faster as you see the river coming close,the sky was turning a beautiful shade of purple.

You don't know what strong madness took over you,but you needed to wet your feet by the river and listen the sounds of the woods nearby. No matter the worries you had,the river had always made you feel content.

You finally reach and sit down,stretching your legs. Even though the walk from your house and The river wasn't far,today you had tired yourself earlier by doing your house chores.

You let out a blissful sign as you feel the cold water in your feet. Summer was coming,the days were getting hotter and the nights were even hotter.

You blamed this on the local god of sun and the skies or whatever,you don't know why you dislike him so much,maybe you just liked blaming him for all the misfortunes you've faced in your life. It made you feel a bit better.

You hear some rustling of leaves behind you,you are not scared,animals here,near the river were common,you hear some more rustling and you don't pay attention until you hear The sounds of footsteps approaching,you stand up and you don't know what you were expecting as you turned around to look,but a man somewhere around your age was not it.

Night had fallen,it was completely dark except for the moonlight,you could not see his face properly but from what you could see,he did not look a bit surprised or shocked to find you,a stranger here, as you were finding him. It almost felt like he knew the fact you would be here.

You didn't care though,all you could think about was,how he could be your customer tonight,he wasn't from this village you knew for sure,you hoped he was from the city,city men rarely came here this days and city men were loaded.

Busy in your thoughts,you don't notice him take a step forward,towards your figure. It's his voice that Finally breaks your chain of thoughts and make you look at him.

"My,excuse me for asking,but why is a young maiden like you is wandering here alone at night?" He spoke,you can almost feel the amused smile on his face.

You take a step towards him,and look at his face,oh Weren't you just lucky? He looked so good! This is going to be easy for you.

"Who knows,maybe I was waiting for a handsome stranger like you, sir" you answer him,with your famous smirk.

He let's out a laugh. Almost a knowing laugh. He stops and stares at you again,eyes so intense,you wanted to look away but that would ruin your game.

He didn't seem to speak Anymore,so you talk and break the silence instead.

"Tell me sir,why are you wandering here?" You ask,your voice must have broke him from some daze as he exhales a breath.

"My carriage's wheel has broken,just outside here,and I don't think there's a way for it to be fixed until morning,so I decided to stay the night here but all the inns are closed"

So you were right,he was from the city,but weirdly enough,you were here for a while and you didn't hear any noise of a carriage pulling up.

"I came here to see,if I could camp here maybe..." his voice continued,this was your chance now.

"Oh no sir,you can't sleep here,it is quite late and dangerous,perhaps if you want,you could accompany me to my quarters and stay there for the night?,I have food,a bed and well..me.." you lick your lips at the last part,and with glad,you notice his gaze following the moment of your tongue.

His gaze meets yours,as he replies,

"Really? That would be delightful if you don't mind" he was looking at you expectantly now,as if you'll change your offer.

You smile at him,with a hint of victory,you got him.

"Of course I don't mind,please follow me,this way"

You walk ahead of him,making sure to sway your hips once in a while. You can feel his eyes behind your back.

It's only till you are inside your home,that you realize you never asked for his name and didn't gave your's either. It didn't matter much,you would get to know eventually.

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Taehyung looked around your house,as if he didn't know every corner of it already. Well watching from a distance and actually being here was a whole different experience. The entrie house smelled like you. Surrounded by your scent was sending shivers of Joy on taehyung's body.

He really couldn't believe his luck,when he took his human form,his godly powers became less, so he no longer could track you. That's why the first place he went to look after you,was your favourite spot by the river,and he did found you,like you almost you knew he was gonna be nearby,as if you were meant to be with him.

Taehyung forgot about all and any ill feelings he held for you,and what he wanted to do to you,the reason he came here- as soon as he saw your face upclose,all his thoughts were consumed entirely by you,your playful eyes,your intoxicating lips,and your breathtaking body....

Your voice brought him back to reality,oh how much he loved your voice,so sweet yet with a hint of danger,he wanted to personally Thank The god who created you.

"Please make yourself comfortable,the bedroom is that way" you said,motioning him towards the door to your bedroom.

Taehyung hesitated,your bedroom...,The place where he would watch you sleeping and doing other things....multiple times.

How would he control himself there? Why were you tempting him so much?

He entered your room anyway,you would think it was weird if he didn't,making sure you were busy doing whatever you were doing. He carefully climbed on your bed and took your scent in,what has he become? His past self would be laughing at him for acting so pathetic.

Taehyung heard your footsteps and quickly got up and took a seat instead. He heard you enter but didn't look at you as his face was red from what he did earlier.

He finally looked up,when you closed the door to your room.

There you go,there you go again,you had changed into your nightgown,barely till your thighs,sleeveless and sheer.

Taehyung's feet walked themselves towards you,he was no longer in control of his body,all he saw and thought was you.

Before even he could think or you could think,taehyung pinned you to the wall and kissed you hungrily,his kiss was so desperate as if he was afraid you'll disappear.

His hands roamed all over your body,your hand gripped his hair making taehyung let out a moan between the kissing.

You pull away first,breathless,taehyung whines at the loss of your lips and rests his forehead against yours,you look up at him and smile.

"I'm afraid sir-" you begun to say when he cuts you off.

"Taehyung,call me Taehyung please" he breathes out.

You had to laugh at that.

"Taehyung? You mean after the god,lord taehyung?"

Taehyung chuckled,you were so cute.

"Why? What's wrong with taehyung?" He asked.

"Nothing,I just really don't like him." you said and smirked,pushing him towards your bed and make him sit.

Taehyung tries to pull you closer to him and tugs at your clothes,you brush his hands away to his shock,you get down on your knees and lean forward.

Taehyung had turned into a statue,he was breathing heavily as he watches you spreading his legs apart and working on opening his pants,his hard dick sprang out,he thought he would come alone with just the feeling of your breath near his cock.

He couldn't wait but you weren't doing anything,you were just looking at him,you smile that beautiful smile again,which looked innocent but wasn't.

"I'm afraid I come with a price taehyung" you say sensually,holding his shaft in your both hands.

Taehyung moaned,both at the feeling of your hand and the way you said his name.

He would give you absolutely everything and anything your heart desired,he would give you his throne,the entire universe,if you just said his name so lovingly.

He cupped your cheek and said sincerely and seriously, "Anything you want my love,anything."

"Then let me take care of you." you grinned and finally licked his tip,before taking him all in your mouth and sucking.

Taehyung wanted to keep looking at you,your eyes,your chest which was on full display in front of him,but he couldn't help but lean his head back as groans of pleasure left his lips,at the feeling of your mouth around him. He finally understood the meaning of as humans would say 'feeling like heaven'.

He looked in your eyes just to find you staring right back at him,and he came.

You swallow and let go of his dick,getting up.

"No" taehyung thought,it can't be over yet,he wanted to feel more of you,wanted to touch more of you and to his surprise and happiness,you removed his pants completely and pushed him on the bed,having him lie down,he groaned knowing you wanted him too,you weren't done with him.

You sit on top of him and try to remove his shirt,which he helps you with and then to his ecstasy,your hands finally go down to remove your garment.

His joy must have shown in his face,because you laugh and wink at him,discarding your nightgown fully.

You were completely bare,taehyung couldn't believe your beauty,you start moving your hips,your eyes closed,both of you moan at the sensation.

Taehyung gripped your hips,you looked so pretty,on top of him,getting off on him,your breasts bouncing as you moved faster,chasing your high.

Taehyung couldn't resist anymore,he got up from his lying position,now sitting with you falling on his lap,he latched his mouth on one of your buds,massaging the other.

Your moaning was a melody to him,he always wants to hear it,only he,The thought of other people seeing you like this,filled him with rage,only he could see you like this,you were only his,he would end all humanity to make sure of that.

Taehyung kissed your lips to calm himself down,he didn't wanted to accidentally slip into his godly powers,he then begun kissing down your neck,you moaned his name as you both came.

You collapsed on top of his chest,the day's exhaustion finally coming to you,as you fell asleep instantly,taehyung wrapped you in his arms,he was smiling widely,he loved you,he loved you so much,you were going to be his queen,his goddess,you were his now,only his,he'll have to turn you into god in order to marry you and then nothing will come between you and him,he held you closer and just enjoyed this moment of you in his arms.

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Taehyung woke up without the feeling of you in his arms,fearing that everything that happened was just his imagination,he set up and let out a sign of relief,he was still in your bedroom,he quickly got dressed and went to find you.

You were in your kitchen,making breakfast he assumed. He already missed your touch,he went to hug you from behind.

You tense under his hold,he notices with a frown,maybe you were feeling cold? Taehyung thought,his hold getting tighter to give you his warmth.

"Good morning My love" he whispered lightly,licking your earlobe after. Taehyung tried to control his desires to make love to you again. Slightest contact with you had him lose all sane

Meanwhile you shuddered uncomfortably at the feeling of his hot tongue,you Weren't expecting that from him,he was starting to creep you out honestly,first you woke with you still sleeping on top him,why didn't he leave already? It wasn't as if some of your customers didn't wait till morning,but they wouldn't act like this.

You push him away and walk away to maintain some distance from him and relpy without looking at him.

"Um..yeah..good morning" Taehyung was getting really annoyed by you pushing him away. Why were you being so cold to him now? Your king? Your god?

He went to grab your hand but you moved away,pretending not to notice,he growled at your actions,why were you denying your touch to him now?

You were getting scared of this man now,so you ask him "um...so..when are you leaving? You should hurry since you have to fix your carriage." you didn't care about your payment anymore,you just wanted him out.

Taehyung didn't understand why you wanted him gone. He was finally here with you,to love you,to take you away from this disgusting humans who dared disrespect their goddess.

Ah! You must be shy! You actually wanted to come with him,that's why you asked about his carriage! Aww his darling was so adorable,no worries,taehyung understands you well.

He smiled and replied to you "just now actually." And to his giddiness,you smile back at him.

You follow him till your door,and open it for him,he realizes you don't make any movement to follow him out.

He asks,confused "aren't you coming with me?"

You look at him back,lost and then it hits you,"oh...for my payment?" You ask questionably.

"Yes,all my stuff is in the carriage" he confirms,of course taehyung didn't forget his words to you last night,once you were at his palace with him,he'll shower you with all the gifts this world and the heavens had to offer.

"Yes I understand,just give me a moment to lock my house" he waits for you as you lock your door and then you both start walking together.

You didn't see his carriage last night,but you assumed it was probably somewhere not far from the river.it was still very early in moring,the sun wasn't fully out yet,the village was still sleeping.

You stopped in your pace,as you and taehyung neared the edge of the forest,you didn't feel right being alone with taehyung inside the woods.he was still a stranger and acted even more strangely than other people you know.

Taehyung halted next to you and gave you questioning stare.

"How much more far is it?" You asked him uneasily.

"Oh just a little further,just behind those trees" he pointed his fingers at their direction.

You nodded and you both started walking again. You were inside the forest now,completely hidden from the village or anyone walking by the road.

Taehyung stopped in his tracks,"we are here." he said.

You look around yourself and find no carriage.

"Umm..where is it?" You ask taehyung nervously,as soon as your words left your mouth,A bright gold light blinded your sight,your hands go up to your face,to cover your eyes,after seconds you move your hands away and open your eyes.

You scream,you were no longer on the ground,you were in a the skies,in a bright gold chariot.

"Shh it's okay my love,I'm here." You feel taehyung pulling you in his embrace.

You start crying,not understanding what was happening? What is going on? Was this some dream? Please let this be some bad dream,you wished desperately.

"Why are you crying darling? Lord taehyung is here to take care of you,you don't have to worry about anything now." He says and spins you around,so you both are face to face.

You gasp in horror,as you look at him,taehyung's entire body was glowing a gold colour,A crown which you had seen many times on paintings and statues was floating just above his head,glowing in the same gold light.

"No....no way"  you think,this couldn't be,how could this be possible.

Taehyung smiles at you as he watches your face turning into one of a realisation,you finally understood,you start crying more and try to push him away from you.

"Tsk tsk" taehyung tsked,he wouldn't tolerate you pushing him away anymore. He didn't wanted to use his divine powers on you but he would if he had to.

"Now now,stop moving sweetheart." he commands,and to your fear,your body stops automatically and taehyung holds you closer.

He grins at how your human body was made to obey his orders,and pecks your forehead,your body still rooted at the spot.

Taehyung cups your cheek from one hand,keeping the other hand on your waist and meets your eyes,his eyes filled with love,desire and something cruel as well.

"I love you so much and you belong to me now,aren't you happy? Didn't you want this? You won't be lonely anymore darling,I'm here to save you,you called for me,see isn't it sweet?" Taehyung finishes and crashes his lips to yours as tears well up in your eyes.

No one ever saw you after that morning,and no one cared enough to look after you either,your house was locked,the villagers thought you left for good,No one knew and who would believe that you were taken by their very own beloved god himself?

(Adding that line from pied piper just felt right,do send me asks about how you like and feel about this yandere Taehyung! Thank you for reading~)

[rere-the-writer]

Can request a Elijah x reader where he is dating reader and it is really serious like they are engaged serious, and Hayley is jealous of reader. So when the Strix kidnapped both Jackson and Reader making Hayley choose and she chooses to save Jackson and reader is almost killed but Josh saves reader last minute.

Yeah my requests are open. Now normally I love Hayley but this got my angst juices pumping.

Title- I could have lost her.

Warnings: Angst, a every angry Elijah, some fluff in the end,

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Hayley watched Elijah with you, a human woman that somehow won the noble vampire's heart, the female hybrid was jealous....every jealous because you got to see everything about Elijah even a look behind the red door and you still stayed with him. When Elijah came home to say he was engaged to you was surprising to Hayley and right away Klaus, the little shit, threw a ball to celebrate.

"How about we do lilies instead?" You ask ing Elijah who looked from his book and seeing the wedding planner in your lap seeing the flowers you were looking at.

"Baby, I'm happy with whatever you choose for the last time but yes the lilies are nicer."

"Elijah, but I wanna know what you want." You tell Elijah whining a bit as he chuckled leaning towards you kissing you softly. You stopped blushing brightly as Elijah smirked moving his book from his lap and patted his thigh as a silent way to tell you to climbed into his lap.

"Elijah, have you seen Klaus?" Hayley asked finally making herself known as Elijah looked over at Hayley smiling.

"In his studio, Hope is asleep in her bedroom." Elijah answered Hayley as he placed kisses on your neck making you giggle stopping him.

"Have you set a date?" Rebekah asked walking placing bags down and Hayley saw what was in them. In the bags was plates and center pieces as you smiled brightly.

"Yes! December 16th." You tell Rebekah excitedly as Elijah knew you wanted a winter wedding due to all the romantic Christmas movies you watched that romanticize winter weddings.

"Oh a winter wedding."

"Yes oh! I need to go see Kali for my fitting." You said getting up as Elijah smiled seeing you so happy.

"Of course. See you at dinner baby?"

"Yes, if she doesn't keep too late. I'll see you then my love." You tell Elijah pecking his lips then leaving.

"I wasn't aware my Sire was getting married." You heard a voice say as you woke seeing a suited man looking though your wedding planner. You looked seeing Jackson tied to a chair hurt and then saw a black woman next to the suited man as you realized they were Aya and Tristan.

"Aya we should send Elijah a gift." Tristan says standing up walking over to you gripping your chin.

"What a cute thing you are. Better hope Hayley makes the right choice."

Elijah was pacing worried when you didn't come home yet and Hayley had came over telling them Jackson was missing. Hayley hadn't told the family that the Strix had contact her as Rebekah rubbed Elijah's shoulders when he sat down.

"Don't worry Elijah we'll find her."

You were weak and bleeding as Tristan would feed from you but not heal you and tried to get you to tell the Mikaelson's secrets. The door open when you saw Tristan was walking in inside with Hayley following behind.

"Choose one. Jackson or Y/N." Tristan said smirked as Hayley looked at you then at Jackson. Hayley knew Elijah would be angry with her but she didn't care as all she saw you as just a human and Elijah would have an eternity to get over you.

"Jackson....I choose Jackson. She is only human." Hayley said as Tristan smirked darkly as Aya grabbed a passed out Jackson handing him over to Hayley leaving you with psychotic vampire.

Elijah was beyond angry as he threw a table making Rebekah jump watching Elijah throw things and yell. When Hayley came back with Jackson and informed them what happen how she chosen to save Jackson over you. Elijah saw red when Hayley said Jackson wouldn't survive the Strix making Klaus and Rebekah rush to stop Elijah from tearing the female hybrid's heart out.

"How dare she! She should have told us right when she knew!" Elijah shouted throwing a chair as Freya teared up seeing her little brother hurt. Elijah fell to his knees tears pooling in his eyes as Rebekah and Freya rushed to his side.

"Hayley broke me.....how could she." Elijah whispered holding onto Rebekah whose heart broke for Elijah and Freya hugged him from behind.

"You have hurt Elijah deeper than I could ever have." Klaus tells Hayley pouring a drink as Hayley sat in a chair her head buried in her hands.

"Jackson was more important."

"More important because he is your husband or more important because Y/N has Elijah's heart?" Klaus questioned watching Hayley snapped her head up glaring at the hybrid.

"I wouldn't hurt Elijah like that. I'm sorry for choosing my husband over some human."

"That human was to be Elijah's wife. And for Elijah to pledge his life to another like that? He'll never heal, he'll never be whole again. Most importantly he'll never forgive you, Hayley."

You whimpered in pain when someone hushed you softly shifting your weight as you noticed you were being carried.

"Shhh Y/N. It's me Josh." Josh whispered as you realized he was saving you and going to bring you to Elijah. Josh nearly jumped feeling you buried your face in his neck.

"Elijah would come and get you hisself bug from what Marcel had seen....Elijah thinks you are dead and is broken, not hisself." Josh whispered finally get you out of the Strix's hideout and quickly made his way to the compound. Your heart hurt hearing how Elijah was holding up and passed out feeling tired. When you woke an hour later feeling warm and not in pain as you looked to see you were cleaned and dressed in Elijah's shirt.

"Oh Elijah!" You squeaked out moving to get up only to be pulled back against said vampire's strong chest. You looked seeing Elijah looking at you with tearful eyes and you rolled over hugging the Original.

"Shhhh Eli.... I'm here, I'm home." You cooed softly as Elijah buried his face in your neck. You ran your fingers though his hair much like you would do when Elijah would have nightmares.

"Baby....I could have lost you." Elijah says his voice cracking as he held you closer while you kissed his head. You were hurting to know that Elijah was hurt as you never been this loved before.

"I know but thanks to Joshie....you didn't." You said feeling Elijah smile against your neck relaxing against you.

"Yes I must find someone way to thank Joshua. I hope know I will not allow you out of my sight."

"Going back to stalking me?" You teased Elijah and you let out a squeal when Elijah nipped at your neck.

"I called it watching over you, baby." Elijah said softly falling asleep against you as your fingers were still going though his hair.

"I know. I love you Always and Forever."

"I love you more Always and Forever." Elijah whispered as you both fell asleep happy to in one another's arms again

[versadies]

Hello! Can I request "it's over isn't it" HC or scenario of yandere Childe losing male or gender neutral reader to someone else and tries to get them back?

— WHY CAN’T I MOVE ON?

penpal: ask and you shall receive! happy readings! - ver.

sypnosis: in which childe descents to yandere madness after losing you to someone else. (hc scenario)

prompt: angst | one , in which they lose the other to someone else.

warning/s: spoilers of archon quest chapter 1: act 3 and childe’s story chapter, death, childe being insane and delusional, toxic stuff, gaslighting (?), attempted suicide, ooc!childe

pairing: yandere!childe x reader, zhongli x reader

note: i changed a bit of the storyline just for this story purposes so whatever happened in this story didn’t canon-ly happened, reader is gender neutral, and importantly: i do not romanticize yandere actions!

0:04 | i was fine with the men, who would come into her life now and again

-> childe always had murderous intent on men who’d look at you the way he looks at you. he didn’t do anything about it, though. besides, getting rid of bodies is a haste and it’s immoral of him to kill innocent people just because he’s jealous.

-> childe thought it was just his bloodthirst hitting him whenever he gets jealous over you giving other people attention and starts imagining scenarios of killing the said people over and over again. he shrugged the feeling off thinking it was no big deal.

-> besides, what he has that others don’t have is your attention, your undying love for him. that is enough for the harbinger to believe that no man could ever steal you away from him, not when you love him as much as he to you.

-> then he wondered, what has gotten you so zoned out and flustered?

0:11 | i was fine cause i knew that they didn’t really matter until you.

-> childe was but happy when he found out that the consultant of the wangsheng funeral parlor is starting to court you — you, the person he can only accept as his soulmate and the light of his life.

-> he found out the news on the day when he was supposed to ask you out on a lovely dinner by the pearl gallery. devastated isn’t just what the harbinger was feeling — he was also feeling angry and betrayed. devastated that you’re someone else’s, angry that zhongli of all people stole you away from him, and betrayed that you’d treat him as if you love him and throw him away like a toy.

-> he knew these feelings of his wasn’t normal the moment he choked the life out of a merchant who was just asking a question about you and zhongli.

-> he wonders if you’d still look at him the same if you somehow found out what he did.

-> just seeing you with zhongli made his blood boil, glaring daggers at the consultant. oh how childe wished to kill that look on his face whenever he looks at you. childe thinks that only he is allowed to look at you with lovesick eyes, not zhongli, not anyone else. just childe and childe alone.

-> he hated how zhongli always block your figure from him whenever the harbinger tries to stalk you, it’s as if the consultant is aware that you and him are being watched.

-> childe then concluded that he should get rid of zhongli.

-> instead of trying to go for the kill, childe decided to go for manipulation first. he tried to trick you into thinking that zhongli was a bad man, trick you into thinking the consultant was having an affair— basically everything that zhongli wouldn’t do.

-> the harbinger obviously underestimated you and zhongli’s capability of fixing problems as a couple. every lie childe threw at you, your lover knew how to fix it and prove to you that he hadn’t done such things.

-> what made things worse is zhongli successfully making you no longer talk to childe. how dare he?

-> the man’s heart would break every time you avoid him, and would think; why can’t you look at him anymore? isn’t he your knight and shining armor? your companion? the person you’d turn to when sad? what has zhongli done to you?

-> this is when childe’s obsession peaks.

0:51 | you won, and she chose you, and she loved you, and she’s gone. it’s over isn’t it? why can’t i move on?

-> he’ll try killing zhongli if all of his manipulation goes to waste. whether it’d be food-poisoning him, ambush the consultant who was outside of the harbor doing only celestia knows what, every effort that doesn’t have you seeing him kill. the last thing he wants is you thinking he killed your lover and make matters worse than it already is.

-> however, it always felt like the consultant was one step ahead. every move that childe threw at, zhongli managed to dodge it all. intentionally or unintentionally, childe will never know.

-> it irritated him to no end. why the hell is he not dying?!

-> he’ll see this as a game. a dirty game that childe cannot afford to lose. you are the grand prize and zhongli is his obstacle that is preventing the harbinger from getting to you.

-> if childe had the chance to strangle the consultant, he would take it. anything that can make you stop looking at the harbinger as if childe is your enemy — an opponent you despise.

-> he then wondered, has zhongli finally told you of the sins the harbinger committed?

-> he’s pretty envious of the consultant, he’ll admit. every time he sees you with zhongli, he often dreamt of what could’ve been as images of killing zhongli washes his mind away, replacing images of you and zhongli into you and him together.

-> as he continues to dream of you being his, childe’s eyes darken at the thought of achieving his dream to kill.

-> it seems that the tsaritsa has heard his wishes, for the day of when he finally sees zhongli crumbling came. zhongli wasn’t the only one who crumbled.

1:05 | war and glory, reinvention. fusion, freedom, her attention. out in daylight, my potential — bold, precise, experimental.

-> as soon as he received a letter from the tsaritsa herself that his mission in liyue will come to an end once he steals the gnosis from rex lapis, who is disguised as a human that goes by zhongli - the man is excited.

-> his plan was already coming together. all he needs to do is lure the traveler to the golden house, defeat aether, and then summon osial to make zhongli reveal himself to the harbinger with no one stopping him.

-> what he didn’t plan was for you to be by the seas and got affected from osial’s wrath.

-> as soon as he came back to the northland bank with the gnosis - he heard the news of your death.

-> “you didn’t hear, childe?” la signora asked, staring at the gnosis of rex lapis that she grabbed from childe. “your precious y/n died by the seas when you summoned osial.”

-> childe stares at the lady in disbelief. “y/n... is dead? because of me?”

-> the woman ignored his question, keeping the gnosis away and looks at childe. “the tsaritsa expects you to be back by next week, she’d like to talk about your reward for getting rex lapis’s gnosis.” she explains before walking away, leaving the harbinger alone.

-> by the docks of the harbor was an injured zhongli, who was holding onto your corpse as the crowd watches the consultant in pity and grief.

1:18 | who am i now in this world without her? petty and dull with the nerve to doubt her.

-> he tried to kill himself the day after the announcement of your death, only to be stopped when he found out his little brother, the only other person that mattered other than you and his family, was in liyue looking for his precious brother. he realized he was too blinded about your death that he forgot that he has a family waiting for him.

-> he really wanted to thank aether and paimon for deciding to take care of teucer, he didn’t know how long he would last before breaking down in front of his brother if he mentions your name again.

-> childe had to prevent himself from breaking down when teucer asked where you were.

-> the whole week, childe watched zhongli prepare your funeral while secretly funding it. he ignored the glares from citizens as he walks around the harbor, not caring what they think. all he can think of was how your blood is on his hands, how it was his foolishness that caused you to die so early.

-> to distract himself from the pain of your death, he decided to hunt down monsters all around the nation and kill. however, no amount of bloodshed could distract the man enough. all he could think of was how you must’ve suffered a lot as the seas washed you away to death’s arms.

-> the day of your funeral came.

-> childe decided to stand far away from where the funeral is, knowing that he wasn’t welcomed to grief near you and your peers. he didn’t mind how zhongli gave him one glance of anger before ex-archon continue to grief beside your coffin.

-> childe knew your death is his punishment for the sins he committed to try to make you his. he wished he could turn back in time to stop himself from summoning osial. it doesn’t matter if you still have to be with zhongli — as long as you live and breathe, then the harbinger would be satisfied.

-> he would rather lose you to someone else than losing you from death.

-> it felt like the world was monotone without you.

2:00 | it’s over, isn’t it? why can’t i move on?

facts

note: i’m going to start adding facts in each hc that is a part of this prompt event (self-indulgent purposes)

hu tao was the one who found out about childe telling you lies of zhongli being bad and told zhongli about it.

zhongli wasn’t the reason why you started to avoid childe. you made yourself avoid him because you’re starting to be aware of how bad the man is.

childe constantly leaves you gifts by your doorstep with letters of him asking you why you’re avoiding him.

[manbasgiri]

Hi, if it’s ok with you I would like yandere headcanons of yamanbagiri Kunihiro, sanchoumou and buzen gou? The three are my favorite sword and I’m really curious on how they would act. If you can’t write for the other two just manba would be great too.

Manba Yandere.

notes. okaay, I only did it with manba sorry for sanchoumou and buzen :( (don't romanticize this shit pls)

reader. gn!saniwa.

word count. 256

warning. stalker.

he's been stalking you around the citadel, you've noticed, but at first you'll think it's just healthy admiration.

when he's not your secretary, you can be sure he'll look weirdly at the touken danshi secretary, as if he's threatening him that if he touches you, Yamanbagiri won't let him breathe.

when he sees another danshi touken touching you he waits until the right time to take revenge, in this case the night when everyone is sleeping and manba can be more subtle.

while the so innocent and carefree touken danshi who was his secretary was sleeping, Yamanbagiri takes one of the kitchen knives and starts to pass through the individual's body, leaving light scratches, he doesn't want him to die now, manba prefers he sees you two together and corrode from the inside out.

when he is alone with you on the other hand, he is affectionate, before kiwame he wouldn't dare come close to your body, he just admire you from a distance.

after kiwame he will beg for your touch, he wants to be yours alone and for you to be his alone.

when you are in more intimate moments he makes a point of leaving several marks in places that cannot be covered by your clothes, so he shows a little bit of his possessiveness.

Yamanbagiri likes when you use your fingernails to leave fine marks on his back and chest, especially after kiwame, he will like to leave those marks exposed as a symbol of what you have done and your relationship.

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙰𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚣 𝙿𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜: 𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐

Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, encouraging, justifying, promoting nor romanticizing yandere behavior or lifestyle. This is all a work of fiction and not meant to represent real life scenarios.

Warnings: Mentions of toxic relationships, stalking, murder, kidnapping, torture, mental manipulation, use of LSD, physical violence, mind breaking, sexual scenes and other yandere behavior. Read at your own discretion.

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𝙽𝚊𝚖𝚎: 𝙺𝚒𝚖 𝙷𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚘𝚘𝚗𝚐

𝙳.𝙾.𝙱: 𝙽𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝟽𝚝𝚑, 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟾

𝙷𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝: 𝟷𝟽𝟸 𝙲𝙼/ 𝟻'𝟾 𝙵𝚃.

𝙰𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■□80%

𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: ■■■■■100%

𝙼𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚢: ■■■■□90%

𝙾𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚕: 𝙷𝚒𝚐𝚑

𝚈𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝙲𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗: 𝚃𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛

𝙱𝚎𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚜:

𝙴𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚍𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚢/𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 .

𝙾𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚟𝚊𝚕𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎.

𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 '𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝' 𝚘𝚋𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝.

𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗.

𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚍𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍.

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━

He was a lost and wandering soul when it happened.

It wasn't that he was depressed or unsatisfied with his life.

But for the longest time he felt....empty.

As if he was carrying a void that couldn't be filled.

Not even his favorite hobbies gave him joy any longer.

It was as if he was either tapping out tunes on the piano or splattering colors on articles of clothing.

They had no meaning whatsoever anymore.

Live no longer felt to have any more meaning to him.

He felt like he was merely an empty shell, just going through life but never actually living.

Coming out of an arts and crafts store, his hands were full of all sorts of acrylics and watercolors he had just bought.

A passing cyclist didn't see him and didn't really care as he slightly collided with Hongjoong.

Letting out a big "oof!" he stumbled onto the pavement underneath him, all his materials flying out.

Although he wasn't hurt much, he still let out a groan and tried to get up.

He was startled when a gentle hand reached out towards him, lending him some help.

Looking up, his heart somersaulted as he stared at the kind and beautiful stranger that was offering him assistance.

"Are you all right?" Her eyes were full of concern and tenderness for him.

Hongjoong forgot how to speak in that moment, too amazed and stunned by the beauty standing right in front of him.

Nevertheless he did take her hand, his body trembling nervously as soon as he had the first physical contact with her.

The woman shook her head as her eyebrows furrowed.

"Seriously, what a jerk. Can't believe some people honestly."

Hongjoong still didn't respond, instead he shyly began picking up some of the stuff that had fallen.

"Let me help you." She offered her help once more.

Of course she was faster and picked up most of the stuff because he had a huge scrape on his knee and he was limping slightly.

"Thank....thank you." His voice was barely above a whisper as he took the stuff away from her.

"You're welcome. Would you like me to help you carry them to your car?"

Waving his hand he adamantly denied her offer, assuring her over and over again that he was all right.

Before he could leave, the girl extended her hand once again.

"I'm Y/N by the way. Nice to meet you."

"Y/N...."

Her name repeated itself over and over again in his head even hours after she had left him.

Even as he layed in his bed and stared blankly at the ceiling, he couldn't keep the softest smile off his face.

He didn't know if he had drifted off to sleep or was zoning in and out of a lucid dream, but all he could think about was her.

He was up as soon as the sun rose up, flinging his blanket across the room as he ran to his desk and took out his sketchpad.

Right away, he began to outline her face, wanting the vivid image of her to stay with him should his mind ever dare to erase her from his memory.

Although he was satisfied with the ending result, it was still not enough for him.

He felt his goddess, his newfound muse needed more justice than just pencil to capture her beauty.

Watercolors, acrylics, oil pastels and even ink, there wasn't any art material that Hongjoong didn't use to create a portrait of Y/N.

Soon his studio was filled and covered with paintings of her and he couldn't be happier...

Until he realized how much he'd rather have the real thing right there in person with him, in his arms, holding her and never letting go.

He almost fell into a depressive state again, dreading the fact that he'd never see his beloved muse ever again......

Until he saw her once again, walking across the street from the cafe he was in.

He quickly sprung out of his seat and ran out the door, eager to see her once again and hopefully talk to her more.

Just as he was about to call out to her, he stopped when a male came up to her, hugging her ever so intimately and ruffling her hair.

Hongjoong's hand tightened into a fist, nails digging into his skin as his eyes burning with anger and jealousy.

"She's my treasure, I found her and I won't let anyone else take her from me."

Making sure they were unaware of his looming presence, he stalked them out, trying to find the perfect opportunity to strike.

They seemed to be going on some sort of date, which only fueled his anger.

Finally, after they both went their separate ways, Hongjoong followed the mysterious man home, not letting his chance escape.

As soon as the man parked in his driveway and got out of the car, Hongjoong cornered him.

Using his belt as a makeshift weapon, he wrapped it around the man's throat, tightening it until he cut off his air flow.

Although he put up quite a struggle, Hongjoong was so full of anger and rage that he kept him strangled until his body stopped writhing and layed cold on his feet.

Taking his keys, Hongjoong decided to go inside the house to see if he could find anymore information about his precious treasure, figure out where she lived and what not.

Finding a cabinet full of documents, not only did Hongjoong found her address but also ended up discovering the man he just killed was actually her brother, and not a lover as he believed him to be.

"Oh well. Mistakes happen." He justified himself.

"Besides, he still would have been an obstacle and might have come between us."

A week later and now he was waiting for her inside her house, not having any difficulty in breaking in.

His eyes would anxiously look at the time, waiting for her to come home from work like she would usually do at that time.

When he heard her car come up in the driveway, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his nerves.

Y/N walked into her house as usual, throwing her bag onto the couch.

As she was about to turn on the light, she felt a hard blow to her head, knocking her to the ground, her vision suddenly turning black.

When she awoke, she was beyond startled by all the countless portraits and clay figurines modeled after her.

Her eyes scanned the entire room, somewhat frightened by all the countless images of her staring back at her.

She was so bewildered by the scene that she didn't hear the door open and didn't see the person who came in until she was jolting out of her seat when a hand placed itself on her shoulder.

When she turned around and saw who it was that was smiling at her, she couldn't believe her eyes.

"You......you're...you're..."

Hongjoong nodded. "Yes my darling. I'm the man you helped out a month ago. Which, by the way I'm still grateful for."

Cupping her chin with his fingers, he leaned in to give her a kiss but she backed away, which made him frown.

"Hey, it's not very nice to reject someone's offer of gratitude darling. Did they not teach you manners at home?"

When he reached out to touch her once again, she smacked his hand away, moving as far away from him as possible.

Although it didn't really hurt him, Hongjoong was disappointed that his beloved muse could actually strike at him.

"This isn't what I imagined or expected from you love. You're supposed to be gentle, serene, obedient and just outright perfect.... like the pictures surrounding you.."

Y/N put her hands above her face when he crept closer to her once more, but Hongjoong, who was deceivingly strong for his body built, quickly took hold of them and uncovered her face.

"But that's ok.......if a small lump of clay can be easily molded into a beautiful vase, I'm sure I can mold you to perfection."

Y/N shuddered at his words, and tried to writhe her way out of his grasp as he pulled her out into the hallway and dragged her down into what she assumed was his basement.

Using his strength to overpower her, he easily strapped her down into one of the chairs he kept there, binding her legs and hands down.

"I suggest you start familiarizing yourself with this place Y/N. This...."

With an eerily calm and somewhat sadistic smile, Hongjoong extended his arms to gesture around the room.

"Is where your training begins."

7 months.......for 7 excruciating months, Y/N had been kept in Hongjoong's house, 3 of which were spent inside his room of horrors.

She still didn't understand how she came out of there alive and in one piece.

There wasn't a single night where she didn't relive the torture she went through.

Slapping, canning, limbs stretched out til they were almost out of their sockets, head submerged in water til she nearly passed out.

One time she had resisted so much and pissed Hongjoong off extremely by slapping him that he strapped her hand down and smashed her fingers one by one, breaking them entirely.

Of course, although he helped her heal them as he did her other wounds because he didn't want permanent physical damage on his treasure.

It'd only serve to ruin and taint her perfect image.

But the worst for Y/N wasn't going through all the physical torture.....

Her worst nightmare was all the times Hongjoong dosed her on LSD, prompting her to start hallucinating horrible scenarios.

Her mind seemed to weaken with every dosage he gave her, it would slowly eat away every last bit of her sanity.

Which might explain why now she tried to be more obedient and pliant towards Hongjoong, doing everything as he said and exactly how he wanted her to.

Although occasionally she would still step out of line, he'd shoot her a glare and warn her about it.

"Do you want to go back down there? Did I not give you sufficient training?"

At the sole mention of being taken back downstairs, she'd immediately remember herself and portray the illusion he wanted.

Hongjoong seemed thrilled to finally have created the perfect model, his beautiful creation came to life.

He was absolutely head over heels for his lovely goddess, she was beyond perfect and ethereal.

Sure she still had a little bit of stubbornness in her, but that was easily fixed and she'd be his perfect little doll once more.

And he loved praising her and reminding her about it, especially when they were intimate.

"See love? I knew you would come to love me." He whispered softly in her ear, a low moan escaping his lips as he moved inside of her.

Kissing the sides of her neck, he panted softly as he came inside her.

"My beautiful and perfect goddess."

Months turned to over a year and although Y/N still played the part of a loving and perfect soulmate, she didn't know how long she could take it anymore.

Perhaps it was being locked up for so long, perhaps it was the fear Hongjoong instilled in her. Maybe she was tired from playing a role she couldn't keep up with anymore.

All that combined with the fact she was now pregnant with Hongjoong's child, her hormones going crazy and her mind worrying about what her future would be like had her ready to snap.

One particular day, she just about had it.

Hongjoong had been smothering her all day, constantly nagging about taking care of herself and not harm the baby.

Her blood was boiling with rage as he kept pestering her about it over dinner.

Having had enough, she got out of her seat and reached for the nearest kitchen knife and pointed it at her stomach.

"Why don't I just rip out the baby out then? Maybe then you'll be satisfied."

Hongjoong immediately got up and tried to take the knife away from her.

"Y/N! Have you lost your mind?!" He exclaimed.

"If I lost my mind it's all thanks to you!"

Even after Hongjoong managed to toss the knife out of her hands, Y/N still continued to struggle and smack her hands at him, beating at his chest as hard as she could.

"I hate you!" She declared before her fist tried to collide with his face, but Hongjoong being faster than her, stopped it from hitting him.

Outraged that his model was breaking down, he picked her up, not caring about her being pregnant and stomped his way back to the training room.

Y/N was already bursting into tears when he began strapping her down into the chair, protesting about it.

"You'll hurt our child you mon-."

Gripping her throat tightly, he cut her off from finishing that sentence.

"This coming from the one threatening to rip the innocent baby out herself. But don't worry, I'll make sure no harm comes to our child."

Letting go of her neck, he quickly took out a familiar vial and needle out of a cabinet.

Although Y/N tried to get away, it was no use as she was once again tied up and the sting of the fluids shooting up her veins, making her dizzy immediately.

Hongjoong only watched with a blank face as the drugs started to take effect.

Going back to the cabinet, he took out a folder and walked back to Y/N with it.

"Now.... I never planned to show you this, but I guess you left me no choice."

Even in her hazy state, Y/N could make out what seemed to be a picture of her brother, but she wasn't sure if it was an illusion or not

"Yes, that is your brother indeed. Took care of you when your parents died and you were very attached to him. Your only living relative right?.....or is he?"

Pulling out another picture, Hongjoong made sure to hold it up right in her face so she could clearly see the gruesome image.

"This is how I left him after I attacked him one night. You'll be proud, he put up quite a good fight, but as you can see......in the end he still lost." He actually had the audacity to chuckle as if it was an amusing thing.

Y/N wanted to scream, but her body wouldn't allow it.

She couldn't believe that her remaining family, the only hope she could grasp onto and help get her out of the mess....

Was gone, forever vanished from the face of the earth by the same monster who took her away.

She no longer had the physical, mental nor emotional strength to resist and fight anymore.

She allowed her body to succumb to the effects of the drugs, eyes closing as she fell into a deep sleep full of haunting memories and images.

When she awoke hours later, she felt absolutely nothing, only numbness.

Gently stroking her hair, Hongjoong leaned in and scanned her expressionless face, satisfied when she just allowed him to pet her as he pleased, no longer resisting his touch.

"Do you know who you are?" He simply asked her.

Without even so much as blinking, she answered in a monotone, almost robotic voice:

"I'm your soulmate, your muse and your goddess, and I love no one but you."

Hongjoong nearly bursted into tears. Finally after so long, after so many experiments and efforts, he finally created his ultimate masterpiece.

"Perfect......at last...you're absolutely perfect.

[capuletoo]

To kill a rotten girl- Kai Anderson

note: This is my first fic! and i apologize in advance for misspellings etc, english is not my first language <3 and also i want to clarify that i dont romanticize any actions in this fic.

dedications: @undeadcortez and @whiiiiplaaaaash for motivating me to upload my fic and having the best stories <3

—summary: Kai suspects that there is a mole in the cult | kai anderson x fem!reader

TW: toxic relationship, manipulation, death

word count: 500

I haven't heard a word from you since Monday evening, nor have I seen you stalking the place your next speech is going to be.

You re-read the text you sent kai, only to notice he had left you on seen.

He always did this. He´d disappear, or ignore you, without any explanation. At times like this your soul feels blessed, but your blood boils. How dare he ignore you. What is he scheming?

But here you are. Being the first to always talk to him, to search for him, even you were the first one to love him. Kai could kill you if you got in his way, pressing his hands hard against your throat, taking away the life that he said you didn't deserve in the first place. But deep down you hoped that he wouldn't do it.

At least not now.

You are his entertainment, his amusement for now.

Hands shaking holding the phone as your eyes flutter shut and you hear Kai screaming you name but you just thought it was a distant thought until you felt rough hands take you by the shoulders and pinned you to the nearest wall of your small room.

You were not afraid so you closed your eyes to drift further away from reality.

You were expecting this, since he started to ignore you, and after all the cult did. The cold wall resting against your back and hair messy over your eyes, the only barrier preventing from making eye contact.

His hand moved your hair and grabbed your chin so hard it hurted, but no more than the words he said:

“You bitch” He spat. The wall leaves your back, but his grip was steadier than ever. “Betrayer”

“What. Wait” You begged him to take his hand off of you but you both fell to the ground. “Please, what happened?” Tears already streaming down your cheeks.

“You betrayed the whole cult” Kai was now sitting on top of you grabbing you by the wrists. Your heart sank at the mention of the cult. You didn't wanted to be part of it, and Kai accepted that, but for some reason he still begged you to be present in the meetings that took place in his basement .

“You been using me!” Kai screamed, his face red from anger “Fucking mole”

“Kai, i didn't…” Kai's hands on your throat interrupted you. His hands clenching tighter, making you gasp for oxygen as heavy tears roll down your face.

Your eyes wide open, feeling how kai's tears fell on your cheeks, but no intention of stopping.

You were dying and there was one to save you. You were alone in death.

The only thing you could hear was your own heartbeat, reminding you that you would never be Kai's distraction anymore. And that you were wrong about kai not killing you. The feeling of anger you had when Kai ignored you, became a distant memory.

Your heart stopped beating, but did it ever really start?

[aajjks]

Hi and welcome to another ask with title... Well i never named it.

Anyways. I was thinking about yandere!bts. I know I know. But yeah I started to analyze what kind of yandere everyone of them would be.

At the beginning I would like to HIGHLIGHT that this is a pure fiction and I do not romanticize or/and support any of yandere behavior and neither do I think bts would actually ever act like that. Shall we begin then?

Starting with Namjoon. I think he would be a mix of manipulative (because of his high IQ) and overprotective to the point of having enough quickly. This type of yandere that will try to get into your mind and practically carve their name in your brain to remind you who is the best for you. Definitely cuts your family off. Would want to have babies with you as fast as possible to bound you to him even more as fast as possible.

Jin? Protective, patient and sweet yandere that can snap at any moment. You know... Everyone have enough sooner or later. If you will commit to him and will be good for him? Your life has now became a heaven. If you do the exact opposite? Welcome to hell. He's that type of yandere that would make you obssesed with his charms (world wide handsome you know). I don't think he would need to try hard. He thinks you're his even if you still don't know him.

The next one is Yoongi. Possessive, manipulative. This is all I can see. Everyone who gets too close to his liking would be "nicely" reminded who you belong to. Not killing that person. At least not when you're around hehe. Will wait years for you to finally get that you're his and only his. At the begging? Really careful with his actions and words but after you fall into a trap of his possessive love? There is no turning back now.

Following.. Hobi. Definitely a stalker yandere. He knows everything about you. He seems nice and caring. Even if he knows everything, he would never tell anything suspicious. He wants you to tell him everything so he can finally give you presents (for example: things you have been searching online but cannot afford it) Gains your trust and love. His charms are working just fine. Proceed with caution because after you'll become his there would be a lot of cuddles and kisses to handle.

Jimin? Our sweet boy. I take him as really affectionate yandere. With a lot of dark secrets such as stalking, murders etc. Would scare you with obssesed secret admirer. Definitely would set up a situation where you would be put into a danger (not really tho, he doesn't want to hurt you) so he can act as your hero - gaining your trust.

Tae? Hmm I had a lot of problems with him tbh. But i think abusive yandere is suiting. Definitely would use your fears for his personal gain. If you're claustrophobic and you do something bad, he would lock you just to show you how worthless you're without him and his help. Manipulative as well then maybe? Really likes when you cling to him. Likes to see you cry too. Either way he would give a lot of cuddles just to calm your nerves just to mess with them again after some time.

Last but not least. JeyKey. Sorry sorry haha. Jungkook. Obsessive, overprotective and possessive. Would kill every men and/or women who would dare to even be in the same building as you. His love makes you want to puke. It gets too much after a really short period of time. Past lovers? Gone from this world not long after he makes you his officially. If you mention even one name, be ready to never see that person again. Definitely doesn't let you talk to anyone but him. Maybe even would lock you in your bedroom to keep you safe and sound.

oop- i got a little carried away. But what do you think Alina? Maybe you think that they would act differently? I would really like to hear your opinion. Ily Alina, take care of yourself. Also don't worry you can skip that ask. I just wanted to share it.

- 👹🐅 anon

Wow… I read them very carefully and I have to say wow… you wrote their types so well??? Like the essence is so on point… exactly how I see them as yanderes…. Taehyung one… definitely on point… tbh all of them are on point.

I just have to ask, WHEN ARE YOU STARTING YOUR OWN BLOG??? 🤩🤩🤩🤩

[angellgguk]

__Baby, i’m not afraid to die

original request by anon- request for yandere serial killers BTS stalk on y/n who's a police/detective tried to track serial killers. Hope that's alright. Thank you in advance!

pairing -[ Serial killer bts x Police officer/journalist reader ]

warning/s, mentions of [ Homicide, Sex, blood, demeaning names,there’s knives and guns, body painting (not consented), romanticizing blood and su**ide, inappropriate photography, crude words ] 

genre [Yandere, Angst ]

This is  yandere post and is bound to have many triggering themes.proceed with caution!

24.10.2020 - [ okay this took me such a long time and i’m mad at myself for that.I tried to write but then i remembered i haven’t written ‘reactions’ in three or so months.so here’s whatever crap ] 

Thank you for stopping by to read!

__Kim Seokjin

“You could have just told me I was the one you were searching for”.your hands fell limp at the sudden voice from behind you.your assumption of Kim Seokjin being in the dark ravaging one of his victims was wrong.it seemed as if he had taken a break today and you chose that exact day to invade his house to search for clues against him for the court.

Your grip on the necklace that you were intending to present loosened when you felt his presence right behind you.his sudden chuckle made you drop it on his carpeted floor.”do you like getting caught in the spider’s web all alone darling?”.

With no care about his potential your hand went to your back pocket to retrieve your gun only for that to fail when jin pinned your hand to your back and slammed you against the window of his condo.you grit your teeth and looked down at the bustling city when his breath tickled the side of your neck.”i collect pretty things if you weren’t aware”he sighed out before letting out a soft laugh as he gripped on your wrist tighter and pushed you against the window harder.

“I’m adding you to my collection”

__Min Yoongi

He was the toughest criminal to catch.no, he was not always on the run.he stayed in one place as he committed all his gruesome murders.it was his power and brains that made it impossible to catch.they say the murderer always comes back to the crime scene but he never did nor did he leave back any clues.so when you stood in front of your chief with a cuffed yoongi everyone sure was ambushed.

“You should be thanking me doll” you ignored the truth as you continued to stare into the court’s wall.he wet his drying lips and wiggled in his seat to get rid of the pain in his ass from sitting too long at the hard wood that they dared to call a chair.

He maybe a gore killer with a stone cold heart but he sure knew how to thank people.but his gratefulness only made you regret more about all those days you spent with him at lunch when he was all alone.

“You didn’t know i was plotting murder, did you?”

__Jung Hoseok

You let out a shuddered breath when his finger continued to trace the blood in the valley between your breasts.he let out a hearty chuckle when you let out your first audible gasp for the night when he pressed his hand a little to harsh in the lower region of your tummy.”was she that close to you?”

You gulped and let the lounging tears out, finally making your vision clear.you and your sister may have had a rough relationship but that never meant you wanted her to be dead and gone.but for hoseok that is what you had said or at least ‘I hope she disappears’ was a way of yours to say that you wanted her dead.who was he to not grant your wishes.?

Your sister’s death and the realization of you failing at your job only had you sobbing hard under him.he scrunched his brows and let his orbs meet your trembling ones.”poor girl, didn’t you know i was the one you were searching for all this time?”.you turned away from him and caught your bottom lip to prevent yourself from completely breaking in front of him.but he didn’t seem to fancy the idea as he brought you back to face him with a bruising grip on your chin.

“You were dating the serial killer the entire time, you dumb mutt”

__Kim Namjoon

“I was hoping to play for longer, what a pity” you didn’t mind that your denim clad knee was now staining itself from the dropped caffeine.your chief sighed and squatted behind you.he raised a hand to tuck a few strands behind your ear but his action only made you scramble farther away from him.

He stood up with a chuckle and shoved his hands inside his slacks before looking down at you, as if you were a roach that he badly wanted to step on.”I was debating on pulling the trigger way back when you came to me with clues” he smiled up at the night sky and the hanging stars.

The bricks played as a barrier for you to continue moving when he started walking towards you.he once again squatted right in front of you but this time there was no place for an escape.he twirled a piece of your hair before harshly tugging on it with a heartfelt smile.

“But i didn’t because brainless sluts can’t be blamed for their stupid mistakes”

__Park Jimin

You could hear your own vigorous heart beat even through the blood curdling screams.you tried to lie to yourself that this was just a haunting nightmare you would eventually wake up from.but unfortunately for you actor-oh no! Serial killer Park Jimin was stabbing his manager’s heart out right in front of you.

“P-please watch me!” you sobbed harder and dropped your head in between your thighs.you were only trying to do your job as a proper entertainment journalist but you were too late to realize that you were unintentionally doing what the investigation journalists were  supposed to originally do.

“Are you satisfied now? L-look at me, am I strong enough for you?” you whimpered and scooted back not minding that the stones and twigs were now stuck to the fabric that covered your ass.he crawled towards you with the crimson still fresh in his hands.when your trembling orbs met his excited onyx ones you were taken aback by how innocent it looked but with one glance at the blood dripping under his eyes you were taken back to the unbelievable reality.

“Are you still going to reject me?”

__Kim Taehyung

You didn’t dare move a limb when his brush’s bristles softly stroked your hardened nipple.you refused to move even when one of his orange stained hand came to smudge the color in the midst of the pink hue on your waist.with the brush waltzing across your areola he gripped harder on your hip and nuzzled his face on your perspiring neck he took in a big sniff of the drying paint before smiling against it “do you like my painting?”.

You did and even appreciated him and that was why he had you bounded naked to an easel as he let his brush work it’s magic around your body.he pulled away with a sweet smile before pulling out his favorite paint for the night.he picked up an unused brush and mixed the red tint around, frowning in disappointment when it didn’t seem to match his favored consistency.

“I knew that blood was useless, why would you like someone like that?” you continued to watch in horror as he tried to make the blood thicker by adding his rarely used medium.when he finally felt a sense contentment he dipped the brush in it to use it on his canvas.

“You’re so pretty like this baby, the next time we should try adorning you with my blood how does that sound?”

__Jeon Jeongguk

He clicked his tongue and lowered his camera before turning towards you to glare down at your shuddering self.”if you want to help me, hold the damn skull right!”.you gulped a sob in and stared up at him with those gleaming eyes, hoping to get some type of empathy from him.but like your instincts knew he only gave you a warning glare before diving back into the camera.

You unintentionally flinched when the flash of his camera resonated throughout the room.he pulled the camera away to inspect his photo, smiling in pure delight at the perfectly captured click.he hopped over to you with the smile still plastered over his lips.he sat himself next to you and took your lover’s skull away from your hands to place his camera there instead “it looks nice, don’t you think?”.

Despite the gore features in the shot you couldn’t deny that it did look perfect.he giggled and scooted closer as he took his canon away from you.he continued to titter as he looked through all the snaps, he looked straight ahead of him with his bunny like smile, imagining how all his upcoming photos were going to make the plain white wall sumptuous.

“Sit still and pretty for me if you don’t want to be on that wall darling.”

[theoptimisticdaydreamer]

Born Again finishes in less than 3 hours and can I say I have never been happier for a drama to be over.

I am calling it- Born Again is the 2020 example of how a show can be absolutely destroyed by its TERRIBLE WRITING. Its

TERRIBLE WRITING!

I went into this show purely because of Soo Hyuk and Sa Bin’s relationship. I saw a couple of videos on YouTube, saw that they had amazing chemistry and I was hooked. The concept of the show didn’t necessarily appeal to me because I was not in the mood for murder and death (though I do enjoy a little detective work here and there and have been watching those types of real life shows for a good part of my life).

So I skipped to the scenes of them together only. They were all I cared about.

And it looked like a relationship that was going to grow and going to last. In the face of all the drama that was going on in their lives, they were going to be there for each other.

Wow did I have way too much faith in the writer

This lasted for perhaps a millisecond and then the WRITER PROCEEDED TO SEND THEIR RELATIONSHIP TUMBLING OFF A CLIFF AND SET THE REMAINS ON FIRE AND CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT ON FIRE.

I had to stop watching soon after because I couldn’t witness this train wreck for over an hour two times a week.

I hate SOO much about this writing but what realllly got to me was one thing:

HOW DARE YOU ROMANTICIZE STALKING?!!!! HOW DARE YOU PUSH A TOXIC RELATIONSHIP AS THE IDEAL RELATIONSHIP AND THE DEFINITION OF LOVE?!! HOW DARE YOU SUGGEST THAT PSYCHOPATHS CAN BE FIXED?!!! THAT A WOMAN’S ROLE IS TO FIX A BROKEN MAN AND FORGIVE THEM OF ALL THEIR SINS?!!

Stalking is a real life issue that affects sooooo many people and it is wrong. The victims of stalkers can be traumatized, injured or even killed. STALKING IS SERIOUS. It is a felony. So for this show to excuse stalking and OBSESSION by having Jung Sa Bin forgive Jong Bum is outrageous. It is INCREDIBLY INSENSITIVE to all the people who have suffered because of obsessive stalkers.

And for the writers to have the AUDACITY to try to make the audience pity THE PIECE OF SHIT that is Jong Bum is INFURIATING.

He is not pitable. NO. His shitty upbringing does not excuse ANY of his actions. Does not excuse him stalking Sa Bin. Tracking her location. Obsessing over Sa Bin. Invading her privacy. Touching her so casually when SHE IS HIS TEACHER. KISSING HER WHILE SHE WAS UNCONSCIOUS WHICH IS SEXUAL ASSAULT. PLOTTING TO MURDER SOO HYUK. Standing by and watching his brother drown. Aiding a murderer by watching her attack someone and doing nothing. PUTTING EVERYONE IN DANGER BECAUSE THEY SEE THEMSELVES AS A HERO. FORCING HIS LOVE AND AFFECTIONS ON SA BIN. The list goes on.

I was physically uncomfortable whenever he came on the screen and I couldn’t bear to watch any of his scenes and detested the scenes he shared with the people I cared about.

This speaks volumes.

Normally, when it comes to villains it is quite obvious from the audience’s perspective. And me, from the comfort of my couch, jeer and curse at them and wish them endless bad karma and misfortune. I am pumped up to see the villain receive his just desserts.

Jong Bum made me physically nauseous.

And the fact that he will never recieve the consequences of his actions and is being made out to be some sort of hero is SICKENING.

I found it incredibly stupid for the relationship of Sa Bin and Jong Bum to have developed in the first place. For Sa Bin TO IGNORE ALL THE RED FLAGS and ALLOW THIS SHIT TO HAPPEN. But my real hatred of her character started when Jae Yi told her that Jong Bum was a stalker and instead of taking action she just fucking forgives him as if nothing he did was wrong at all. My hatred of her deepened when after the whole unconscious-in-the-elementary-school-rescue incident SHE NEVER LISTENED TO SOO HYUK’S SIDE OR FORGAVE HIM AND PROCEEDED TO IGNORE HIM FOR AN ENTIRE YEAR YET WAS ALL CONCERNED ABOUT JONG BUN. (The year time jump was such bullshit) THE DOUBLE STANDARD. It just got worse from there with her showing that she cared about him less and less even though he was dying with worry over her.

So much for “in every life time I will love only you” and “I won’t be a scar on your life like your father”. Lies.

I cared about her in the beginning but after seeing how she treated those around her, I ended up hating her. She in no way deserves Soo Hyuk at all.

Also- how is she so incompetent at her job?!!! It is pathetic.

The relationship between Jong Bum and Sa Bin is by far one of the most TOXIC relationships I have seen in my life.

And the fact that it is being promoted is disgusting.

He needs professional help you fools. To suggest that Sa Bin can “save” him is preposterous and incredibly damaging. Just like the other mental illness dramas of 2020, there was an appalling lack of research.

Soo Hyuk was the only reason I have hung on even distantly and he deserves so much more than what he is getting. He deserves so much more than the pain Sa Bin is inflicting on him and so much more than being painted as the villain WHEN HE IS NOT.

He is relegated again to second lead pain and I hate that.

He deserves to walk away from all this BS and be happy.

Lee Soo Hyuk the actor deserves a proper lead role because he is the only one carrying this piece of shit drama. He deserves a proper lead role where he gets the girl, is not the one constantly suffering, and has a happy ending.

Lee Soo Hyuk and Jin Se Yeon have adorable chemistry off screen and I hope that there is another drama that captures the both of them better. The tortured audience deserves that.

But this drama can rot in hell. And the writer who decided to write this horrorawful storyline deserves to be black listed.

And writer- just because an actor is popular doesn’t mean you should shift the script in favor of his character who is mentally deranged and toxic. Stop.

I am glad this is over because even distantly it has been torturous to see writing destroy some of the best on screen chemistry I’ve seen all year.

[white-poppie]

Types of Yanderes death note characters are

I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT PROMOTE THIS KIND OF BEHAVIOUR. It is impractical scary and even gross. Violation of someone's personal space/ life is not being romanticized in this post. Rather it is JUST A FICTIONAL TROUPE WITH FICTIONAL CHARACTERS.

MHA VERSION: Types of Yanderes MHA characters are HAIKYUU VERSION: Types of Yanderes Haikyuu Characters are HXH VERSION: Types of Yandere HxH characters are TOKYO REVENGERS VERSION: Tokyo revengers as Yandere lovers 

DEATH NOTE デスノ一ト masterlist || MASTERLIST

THE MANIPULATIVE TYPE

Will manipulate you into thinking, what they are doing is best for you. They will play with your mind until you are completely dependent on them.

Light Yagami, L Lawliet, Near, Mello

THE DELUSIONAL TYPE

You love them, right? RIGHT? They think your tantrums and escape methods will stop. You love them and they love you. A perfect little family.

Misa Amane, Teru Mikami, Touta Matsuda

THE VIOLENT TYPE

Come on Darling, you knew better not to break the rules. They will break you until you are screaming and crying for mercy. Later they would patch you up and tell you that none of this would have happened if you didn’t disobey them.

Mello, Teru Mikami

THE SADISTIC TYPE

Another form of the violent type, not necessarily very cruel, but they find it ‘amusing’ to see you in pain. You are crying? How cute. Practically begging them to leave you alone? So so so pretty.

Mello

THE PAMPERING TYPE

Perhaps the best of all Yanderes. They know that they have caused turbulence in your life, hence they are a bit kinder. They would spoil you into loving them.

Light Yagami, L Lawliet

THE STALKER TYPE

They know every single thing about you. They will stalk the routes you follow, keep information about the people close to you. Break into your house, steal your belongings for their little collection. They are truly infatuated by you.

Touta Matsuda, Teru Mikami, Misa Amane

THE STOIC TYPE

You never know what’s going on in their mind. They can be nice and sweet to you and an absolute nightmare for others. They may appear scary and terrifying, but wouldn’t dare lay a hand on you. They love you, but it may take some time for them to realize it.

Light Yagami, L Lawliet, Near

THE KILLER TYPE

Oh, the most feared of them all. Is that person trying to get too close to their darling? Kill them. Is that person dear to their darling? No! Only they can be the person their darling loves. Kill them.

Mello, Light Yagami, L Lawliet, Misa Amane

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Ares | L.JN

pairing┃lee jeno x female reader genre | stalker fic, thriller, horror, angst warnings | this is a problematic fic! please read at your own risk! there is no way jeno is like this in real life, this fic is purely fictional and shouldn’t be romanticized in any way, please report any activities of stalking!! mature scenes, profanities, murder, graphic violence, manipulation, coercion, borderline obsession !! Please, Jeno is not like this in real life, this is just a work of fiction !! word count | 2,431k synopsis | He’s not beautiful like how people see him. He’s wicked.  a/n | this is actually my very first planned fic and @neo-cult-ure​ knows about this haha love you!! and my love, @jungcity, for fixing my crap grammar xD taglist | @milkinqjungs, @nanasarea, @lovestrucked-again, @neoyoungho, @bumblebeenct, @haechaaaaaaanssi, @bedraggledsijeuni, @nakamotonikkoru muse | killing me softy, the manhwa :: killing stalking, a picture of jeno glaring :: every breath you take ( listen for maximum experience )

Truly an ace of all fools.

Ares, the god of war. As Homer called him, murderous, bloodstained, the incarnate curse of mortals.

Name it, Jeno knows every possible if not, unique ways to kill. He prefers the crowbar as it’s efficient and easy enough to send a person to their graves. For his very own pleasure. It fuels him especially when he sees those eyes that were once full of life drown down to darkness of death.

Lee Jeno, is known as one of the notorious lads at school. He never fails to leave an astonished look to every person he has passed by at school. People are stunned whenever he walks down the hallway with his school shirt unbuttoned and crumpled. His overall appearance is unruly with the noticeable scars that lingered on his face like leeches. His disheveled jet black hair. Eyes that bore nothing but darkness. Chains dangling from each of his ears. His aura that is explainable and unassailable that could even strike the thunderbolt of the great god Zeus.

Jeno is handsome. He looks like bad news. Wild.

He wielded an enormous influence among girls. Some swoon at the mere sight of him; others even resorted to some chase yet ended up a crying mess. Boys even fall for his charms, but one sharp glance is enough to wave them off like flies.

However, you on the other hand are not fazed by him nor his silhouette. Which made him to be drained by a pure soul like you.

Lee Jeno is so private and closed like an abandoned establishment and that could be the sole reason why people want to pry into his life. He had everyone controlled on the palm of his hand but he can’t seem to play with you like he initially plans to.

Lee Jeno has the patience of a boar. He shows signs of violence that it’s alarming. But people seem to be in love at his bad boy facade, no one dares to report him.

He is a living contradiction. Lee Jeno is a ride, a deadly one.

He comes to school with his boisterous friends that look exactly like how he presents himself. You can always hear their uproarious banters about their lives, endless wolf-whistling. They are the group of boys you wouldn’t want to mess with. Especially the mysterious Lee Jeno.

You made a promise to get the shit out of the tracks that had traces of the boisterous boy that is Lee Jeno.

Not just the boys that have brought out the never ending fiasco circulating around your highschool. There have been a high number of mysterious disappearances of students that you may have never heard of or slightly familiar to you that you cannot recall. Their skulls are cracked open with a brute force or a bullet to the head. Some are strangled, some are mutilated, and what makes it terrifying is that most of the victims are leading down to you.

You can still remember how Kang Hana spent her afternoon with you in the library for a philosophy project. You admit it yourself that Hana isn’t the preferable company. She’s too nosy, noisy and quite violent towards you as she keeps on hitting you on the arm whenever you spill something stupid. Nevertheless, you held no grudge towards the girl. And you were really stunned at the news of her sudden death.

Oh, you didn’t know someone was watching from the windows of the library outside. Irritability bubbles inside his body like a brook. He allows no one to go near you, let alone to hit you like a ragged doll. He always had a thing for you, he didn’t know when it started but by the way you looked at him like you are almost something to be disregarded. He is drawn to you like a moth to the flame.

It is always in Jeno’s system. His mind is a bully, gushing him to do things that would make him thrilled, something that could awaken his fantasies.

He wants to kill. And he did.

He stood in all his glory, wearing his uninterested look while scrutinizing the other students walking along the hall. There at the lockers he spots Kang Hana awkwardly fumbling with the entangled bag straps.

His dark eyes bore into Hana’s figure. Eyeing her from head to toe. At this moment he is thinking of what he can possibly do with those limbs. Break it? Smash it? Mutilate it like how they do in the slaughterhouse? Jeno approaches her figure, his switchblade ready in his windbreaker’s pockets.

He breaths, trying to muster his oh-so-charming smile. “Hey.”

Hana raises up her gaze and she is surprised, that the notorious Lee Jeno is approaching her. Only if she knew his real intentions. “Oh my god. Hey.”

Jeno is charming. Quite egocentric. It doesn’t take him long to persuade someone to sleep with him or to go out on a date with him. If there is something you should be afraid about Jeno, it is his ability to deceive people without them knowing his real motives. He has a calm demeanor but sometimes his arrogance fuels him to be so wild-driven.

He leads Hana to the abandoned establishment at the rundown part of the town. He made sure to give her a signal to meet him outside where no witnesses could see them. It’s always a step when considering crime, get rid of witnesses.

At this moment, Hana starts to get excited because she has foreseen what could happen. For her it’s sex. For him, it’s blood. Jeno draws his switchblade near her carotid artery. She widens her eyes but laughter resonates in the eerie place.

She purrs. “I am a kinky person but I can try knife play.”

Jeno doesn’t play. He draws the knife deeper to her neck until she realizes he is not joking at all. Kang Hana’s heart made a beeline for her throat and tried to make a flee for her life but Jeno had his strong hand gripping her hair.

She struggles but after every move she dares, the knife further penetrates her neck. Beads of sweat are dropping down to her cheeks. A hot sticky liquid from where the knife is trickling down her neck, dampening her collarbones down to her bra. She cries loud. “What do you want?!”

Jeno smirks. He misses the familiar scent of blood flooding in his nostrils. “Your life.”

Her eyes widened in pure horror as the charming prince transformed quickly as a ruthless psychopath in just the blink of her eye. Hana tries to fight against his hold once again but Jeno wants to finish off and not to take care of a wailing woman.

He repeatedly lash out the knife through her neck. The impact of his pounds set out her blood gushing out, splashing his pale cheeks. His right hand is dripping with her hot blood. Jeno’s chest rises as his breathing became ragged but overall he felt so alive and content. He stares at Hana’s figure sprawled on the floor bathing with the pool of her own blood. Jeno felt so driven with just crimson clouding his vision. He runs his tongue on the rows of his pearly teeth, a sinister smile tugging the corners of his lips. He did it for you.

The following days have been hell for you. No, you weren’t killed but you faced a frightening number of police interrogations for the victims were always drawing down to you. Like Hana, you were the last person she was with before her neck was slashed out like a cow in the slaughterhouse. The pulse of a blue and red strobe from the police mace being parked in the circular driveway. You stare at the officer's badge, his holstered Glock. The night air settles the eerie night, still, gauzy full of humidity.

The interview lasts about a good hour but you are deemed innocent as Hana’s whereabouts where the crime took place didn’t match your activity. Her clothes are missing on the spot but the investigators found it drenched in this liquid they believed was an oxygen producing detergent. Since the laboratory personnel couldn’t get any fingerprints from her body, it has been declared useless for the crime.

It has been weeks since you find yourself able to breathe again but it didn’t last long when you were bombarded with unknown and creepy messages that you couldn’t withstand at all.

I know you. From everything you do, I know it all.

You belong to me, your full name.

I find it romantic to see how excited you look whenever I send these messages. Shall I start sending my pictures as well? Or the throne I made for you?

From morning you go to your mother’s flower shop to gather primrose to deliver to your grandfather that lives in the twenty second street downtown.

Your favorite thing to do is to draw, my sweet. I am right, am I? I’m always right.

I saw you talk to that small loser from class D. Now don’t ever talk to him again or you will see his head delivered right at your doorstep. I love you and I’m being the nice guy here.

Do you perhaps like the idea of your friend's limbs personally delivered to you? Your pick.

I am always watching you, your name.

Oh, you had a museum date with your friends? Don’t go, I am at your grandmother’s restaurant, she serves the ultimate broth soup. Too bad I can stop her from serving these delicacies.

I know deep down, you love me too. Don’t you ever try to date behind my back without telling me. I did kill for you.

Your parents aren’t home. Do you want me to visit?

So much love for you. Your long secret admirer :)

I love you. I will kill for you.

He isn’t joking. He knows everything about you. All the meticulous details no one knows but your family. Whenever you receive a message from him, your heart would pound against your rib cage. It terrifies you to the core that he exactly knows the precise details of your whereabouts.

You immediately reported this matter to the police, to your parents but it didn’t settle the problem. The number isn’t traceable. They keep on insisting that the number used is from an unregistered sim. You fear for your life, your personal space, everything.

You weren’t just experiencing the never ending terror of your stalker’s messages. But some of your things are now starting to disappear, from your bracelets, your baby pictures now, now, your white lacy underwear.

You are blissfully unaware of the pair of eyes that follows every movement as you exit the school grounds. He looks down on his hand, gripping his favorite underwear of you. He had a picture when you wore the garment, and it was his favorite among all.

He makes his way to his heavily tinted car, a smile never leaving Jeno's face as he clutches the garment tightly on his hands. His soulless eyes stared back at him the moment he stared at the rear view mirror. And drives to the nearest convenience store.

He keeps on fantasizing about you. The way your name rolls out of his tongue while jerking out never fails to send himself to ecstasy. He can’t wait to meet you, but one thing he is sure of, he will be watching you tonight.

Jeno is always a step ahead of his plans. He is meticulous and calculative. His plans never backfire for he knew what methods to use. For the days he has been killing he already knows how to get rid of evidence that could lead to him. The boy’s got a sharp tongue as well, a serpent’s, he uses lies to cover up the real Lee Jeno that hides behind the charming facade he puts front.

He wore black. Black that is a mystery. Eerie. He wears a black bucket hat that covers his beautiful features that compliments his youth. Despite the dusk ebbing its way, his moles are always as alive as the constellation. He secures his mask tighter on both ears, as appealing as it sounds, he cannot show his face to you, just not yet. He had a thing to do, he had something to accomplish.

“Just in time” he breathed into the shadows. His eyes follow your figure marching down the dim lit streets. A smirk paints his lips as you still try to swat everything and thinking to yourself everything is still normal. But no, not until he is dead. He could have easily needle out your background from Jaemin but you were his and it gives him satisfaction whenever he discovers something about you. Things that aren’t open for others but just for him.

He immediately hid behind a large tree, once you entered your home. He makes sure to secure a great and measurable distance from him to you, not so far yet so near. He clenches his fist, the idea of watching you undress from your windows sends him a big wave of pleasure.

He begins to scramble up trying to get a hold of the strongest branch his forearm could manage. Some twigs tried to interrupt him midway but nothing can stop a hungry predator from lurking on his prey. He finds the perfect spot just parallel to your window.

“Fuck” he hiss as he felt his phone vibrate from his pocket. “What it is now Lee fucking Donghyuck?”

“Lover boy, I forgot to place your camera in your bag, bye.”

The camera is not his top most concern. He has his phone that is full of you.

You were humming quietly. He follows your hands, removing your school blouse that left the boy’s mouth agape. His cock immediately hardens at the sight, and he cannot risk himself to jerk while on the tree. He scrambles immediately, carelessly fishing out for his phone to take a picture of you naked.

Lee Jeno is always not satisfied with the bare minimum. He records you, doing your private thing in your room. He is biting hard on his lips, his erection sticking out painfully against his pants. He has to endure much longer till you have finished your routine applying lotion to your shiny long legs. Those legs that he can’t wait to touch.

Jeno left the place shortly. He’s astounded. You drive him wild and wild he is. You fuel the monster more.