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zennotixs ยท 3 months
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rxmye ยท 4 months
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" ๐’๐”๐†๐€๐‘๐‚๐Ž๐€๐“๐„๐ƒ ๐Ž๐๐’๐„๐’๐’๐ˆ๐Ž๐ "
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๐˜๐€๐๐ƒ๐„๐‘๐„!๐€๐‘๐‚๐‡ ๐€๐๐†๐„๐‹ ๐— ๐‘๐„๐€๐ƒ๐„๐‘ โ€” pristine and perfect, filled with grace and elegance, yet tainted with greed . . greed for you . .
gender neutral reader / yandere oc x reader / slight religious themes?, I suppose it's a fictional religion, I'm still world-building / pathetic and submissive yandere / suggestive content? / he paints the reader as a source of comfort / stalking, which is conveniently described as 'adorable' and 'innocent' behavior /
masterlist | requesting rules | character info . . . a/n: ok so the person mentioned is supposed to be the God of this world, their introduction will also be out soon enough . . currently dropping hints here because world-building fun!!
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Takamoto was an Arch-angel, one of the highest ranked angels in heavenโ€”he was pure and truly the definition of elegance, he was never greedy, and he was almost always seen smiling or happy. For he, was truly contempt with his life, and position.
Takamoto was always someone who had truly been satisfied with all that he was given, he never craved moreโ€”he always thought and frankly believed, that he had received all that he deserved and that he should be contempt with what he has. He never really had any passion or desire for anything moreโ€”he was grateful with everythingโ€”he believed all his hardships had reasoning behind it, and that it will all eventually be solved. In fact a part of him believed he deserved any hardship he came by.
Many would believe he was naive for that sort of mindset, and many angels did truly believe him to be just that, yet against all odds he rose up the ranks fairly quickly for this sort of mindset, and of course his loyalty to his beliefs. Takamoto was sweet, he'd help everyone out, and would introduce new souls, and angels throughout the lands of heaven on his free time, he'd help guide souls and his fellow angels everywhere he could . . yet things slowly changed when he first met you . .
Takamoto was visiting, what could only be described as the countryside of heaven, with vast green fields, cozy homes, acres of farmland, etc . . He was checking in for this years harvest, as per high courts orders . . when he saw you, you were so graceful, your wings sparkled in the light, you were radiant, you're eyes glimmered as both of your eyes met for a brief moment . . he felt his heart skip a beat. . his face was heating up slightly, his face dusted with shades of bright pink.
His mouth hung slightly open, as his gaze lingered on you figure, taking in the sightโ€”your wings were lovely, much smaller than his . . were you a new soul? Perhaps you were a lower ranked angel and hence why you both never quite met . . He wanted to know more about youโ€”he need to know more about youโ€”where were you going? . . . and before he knew it, he found himself following you, trailing behind you silently.
He found himself frequenting areas he last saw you, it was all so innocent at first, many of his fellow coworkers described him as a young schoolboy in love, teasing him for his oh so adorable behavior . .
Takamoto didn't notice how much you were invading his life, he hadn't even been able to hold a proper sentence with you yet . . . but even then his thoughts consumed of you, whenever he did paperwork, he'd doodle your face, his room was filled with various portraits of you . .
He found himself overtime growing desperate, impure thoughts flooding his mind, greed sinking its claws into his sensitive and naive hurtโ€”he was the utter picture of perfection, just look at him, he was everything an angel . . a human, anyone should be!?!? Why aren't you looking his way!โ€” . . he took deep breaths, his own fingers digging into his skin, as he tried calming himself.
Gold drips from his arm, the bruise left from his fingers still freshโ€”golden blood stained his pretty pale fingersโ€”pupils dilating as he took deep breaths, a ruined portrait of your face on the aisle, paint splatters surrounded him, tainting his legs, as a mirror lay broken on the floor.
"Fuck", he cussed softly, tears threatening to spill, his usually well-kept hair was a mess . . "why can't I draw them . . ?", he asked, his voice hoarse, as he tried his best to contain the anger he felt at that moment, "why can't I fucking draw them??", his nails dig into the floor, as the door creaked open.
You need to love him, you need to see him. He had never craved someone's validation, he deserved this, he deserved you! He could offer you everything, he was perfect! Everyone he knows, envied that about him . . surely you'd notice, you have too . .
He turned to face the person at the door, tears now dripping down his cheek, he mumbled something under his breath, before he started begging, "Please, please, help me . . my lord"
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thehauntedetheral ยท 2 months
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Yan Tribe X Reader
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โ€ข You were a camera woman for discovery channel. You loved your job. After all you get to travel world with your crew, see and explore the most interesting wonders, and get paid to shoot all of that in camera. What more can you ask for? Yeah your love life sucked because you were never at a one place for long. But who cares? You have your camera and your passion.
โ€ข Your crew has been assigned to shoot a new show by channel which is showing and telling people about the tribal life and community of an x forest. You were excited.
โ€ข You shooted and captured all the things about the tribal community. The people were friendly once they warmed up to your team. They showed and told you everything about their community, about forest, their lifestyle through a member of yours who knew their language and translated everything.
โ€ข You got to know about many tribal traditions, rituals, festive, their beliefs, their worships, hunting, farming style but what caught your attention was a certain tall, muscular young tribe man.
โ€ข He would always be with your crew even if he is not needed. You were shooting a particular episode on the womens in tribe? He was still there silently just observing you all especially you in a way you didn't notice.
โ€ข Your crew tried fishing for some fun in break time. And as usual your clumsy self would trip and ruin everything embarassing yourself. He would later leave a basket full of fish for you silently.
โ€ข You noticed that he was kinda good looking. Okay not kinda but a lot good looking with his huge built, dark black tribal tattoos covering his tan arms and chest, his sharp bone jewellery giving all Tarzan vibes with his long black hair tied in half bun that many women in community wished to be his mate. Also because he was a excellent hunter.
โ€ข You once told someone in community casually that you wished to taste raw natural honey from honeycombs like other tribals but were scared due to honeybees and he heard it. Well next day he gives you a huge piece of honeycomb anonymously ,freshly teared by him even though it caused him serval stinks from honey bee because this was not the season to collect honey but he would do anything for you.
โ€ข Their community had a practice where once in a year men would wear their best dresses, jewellery trying to impress womens and get their attention. This was a special episode that you weren't shooting but the other cameraman was doing because you were on the other side of forest with a few crew members shooting some shots of forest for another episode as your time of departure were close and you have to finish your work fast.
โ€ข You finished your shots. And walked a bit around the forest a little more to explore while your fellow mates moved back to see the celebration.
โ€ข You saw yan tribe sitting all alone under a tree. You felt sad seeing him all alone like this instead of being in the celebration with others. Well might be the women whose attention he is trying to grab chose someone else in competition you thought.
You tried to console him by speaking in your broken fluency in their tribe language which you have learned by staying with them for months. You were scared that you might have said something offensive to him unconsciously due to the language barrier because his expressions didn't change but became serious.
He only looked up at you and held your hand in his and said "MATE". You knew your speaking and listening skills towards his language were below average but you were 101% sure what mate word that he said means. And that scared you to dead because seeing his big strong hand holding your fragile one tightly made it clear that he is not going to let you leave at any cost.
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hana-no-seiiki ยท 4 months
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โ€œH-huh?โ€
PATHETIC! YAN couldnโ€™t believe what he was hearing.
He expected you to sneer at him, insult him, degrade him, curse him out for being an obsessive freak.
but not this.
โ€œSee? You werenโ€™t even listening properly! I mean seriously, why do you suck at this so much? Augh.โ€ You pressed your feet on his face, keeping him from looking directly at you. โ€œHow am I supposed to feel secure as a darling if my yan couldnโ€™t even reject an invite so that you could stalk me more?โ€
PATHETIC! YAN had no choice really. It was a meeting that his family had arranged. If he had said no, the least they would do was chew him out on it. It was painful being away from you, but now he was starting to think that maybe it was the right choice.
Though your foot being placed on his face was nice, it obscured the pout on yours. He attempted to move it outside only to get kicked square on the jaw.
โ€œAh ah ah. Donโ€™t fucking move. If the universe wonโ€™t give me a good yan, then you can at least be a good toy.โ€
pathetic! yan and borderline abusive/bratty reader is infecting my brain. this is so tim drake x cv! reader coded im not apologizing
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๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’š๐’๐’–.
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’˜๐’‰๐’๐’”๐’† ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’… ๐’”๐’‘๐’Š๐’“๐’‚๐’๐’” ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’‡ ๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’“๐’๐’ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’”, ๐’๐’“ ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’”, ๐’๐’“ ๐’”๐’‰๐’–๐’•๐’” ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’, ๐’๐’“ ๐’Š๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’‘๐’๐’†๐’‚๐’”๐’†๐’….
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’†๐’™๐’Š๐’”๐’•๐’†๐’๐’„๐’† ๐’„๐’“๐’–๐’Ž๐’ƒ๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’†๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’†๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’…๐’Š๐’… ๐’˜๐’“๐’๐’๐’ˆ. ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’š ๐’Š๐’” ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’ ๐’„๐’“๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ? ๐‘จ๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’๐’๐’• ๐’ˆ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’†๐’๐’๐’–๐’ˆ๐’‰? ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š'๐’๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’™ ๐’Š๐’•! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’”๐’˜๐’†๐’‚๐’“!
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’๐’” ๐’–๐’๐’„๐’๐’๐’•๐’“๐’๐’๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’ˆ๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’”๐’๐’ƒ๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚ ๐’‘๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’Š๐’„๐’–๐’๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’š ๐’‚๐’๐’๐’๐’š๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’๐’‚๐’”๐’”๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’๐’“ ๐’‚ ๐’…๐’Š๐’‡๐’‡๐’Š๐’„๐’–๐’๐’• ๐’„๐’๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’Œ๐’†๐’“- ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’๐’–๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’๐’๐’†. ๐‘ฐ๐’• ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’…๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘- ๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’…๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘, ๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’•!
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’„๐’‚๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’๐’๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’–๐’• ๐’๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’˜๐’†๐’‚๐’“ ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’†๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“, ๐’๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’‚๐’•.
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’• ๐’–๐’‘๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Ž๐’”๐’†๐’๐’‡ ๐’•๐’ ๐’†๐’™๐’•๐’†๐’“๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’‚๐’•๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’Ž ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’“๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ- ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’†๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’‚๐’Ž๐’‚๐’ˆ๐’† ๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’‚๐’˜๐’‚๐’š ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‰๐’†๐’‚๐’—๐’†๐’!
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’„๐’๐’Ž๐’†๐’” ๐’‰๐’๐’Ž๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’‚ ๐’๐’†๐’–๐’•๐’“๐’‚๐’ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’‰๐’ ๐’”๐’•๐’‚๐’“๐’†๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’‡๐’†๐’Š๐’ˆ๐’๐’†๐’… ๐’๐’ƒ๐’๐’Š๐’—๐’Š๐’๐’–๐’”๐’๐’†๐’”๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‰๐’๐’„๐’Œ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’๐’๐’… ๐’„๐’๐’—๐’†๐’“๐’†๐’… ๐’š๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’†. ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’‚๐’• ๐’‰๐’‚๐’… ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’…๐’๐’๐’†?
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’๐’”๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’“๐’‚๐’Š๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’”๐’‰๐’–๐’• ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ'๐’” ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’„๐’•๐’Š๐’๐’. ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’‚๐’”๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’”! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’„๐’“๐’Š๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’„๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’†๐’Ž๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’… - ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’Š๐’• ๐’”๐’•๐’๐’‘- ๐’•๐’ ๐’‡๐’Š๐’™ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’‘๐’“๐’๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’Ž- ๐’•๐’ ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ.
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’๐’๐’” ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’Œ๐’๐’†๐’†๐’” ๐’˜๐’‰๐’†๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐’†๐’‡๐’๐’†๐’„๐’•๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’† ๐’ƒ๐’๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†, ๐’‘๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’š ๐’„๐’“๐’๐’„๐’๐’…๐’Š๐’๐’† ๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’” ๐’”๐’•๐’“๐’†๐’‚๐’Ž๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’„๐’‰๐’†๐’†๐’Œ๐’”- ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’‰๐’‚๐’…๐’'๐’• ๐’•๐’๐’๐’… ๐’š๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐’•๐’ ๐’Œ๐’Š๐’๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’๐’๐’†! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’๐’๐’๐’š ๐’”๐’‚๐’Š๐’… ๐’•๐’ ๐’Ž๐’‚๐’Œ๐’† ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ๐’” ๐’ƒ๐’†๐’•๐’•๐’†๐’“! ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’†๐’š ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’‰๐’‚๐’—๐’† ๐’…๐’๐’๐’† ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ!
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’‚๐’‘๐’๐’๐’๐’ˆ๐’Š๐’›๐’†๐’” ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’‘๐’–๐’• ๐’˜๐’๐’“๐’…๐’” ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ'๐’” ๐’Ž๐’๐’–๐’•๐’‰- ๐’‡๐’๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’•๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’Œ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’„๐’๐’–๐’๐’… ๐’…๐’ ๐’‚๐’๐’š๐’•๐’‰๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’“๐’๐’๐’ˆ, ๐’ˆ๐’“๐’๐’—๐’†๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’‚๐’• ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ'๐’” ๐’‡๐’†๐’†๐’• ๐’Š๐’ ๐’”๐’‰๐’‚๐’Ž๐’†.
๐‘ท๐’‚๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’•๐’Š๐’„!๐‘ช๐’๐’Ž๐’‘๐’๐’Š๐’‚๐’๐’•!๐’€๐’‚๐’๐’…๐’†๐’“๐’† ๐‘พ๐’‰๐’ ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’ƒ๐’‚๐’ƒ๐’ƒ๐’๐’†๐’”, ๐’‰๐’Š๐’„๐’„๐’–๐’‘๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’˜๐’Š๐’•๐’‰ ๐’•๐’†๐’‚๐’“๐’” ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’”๐’‘๐’Š๐’• ๐’‚๐’๐’… ๐’‚๐’๐’ ๐’“๐’–๐’๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ ๐’…๐’๐’˜๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’‡๐’‚๐’„๐’†, ๐’‘๐’‚๐’๐’Š๐’„๐’Œ๐’†๐’… ๐’Š๐’ ๐’•๐’‰๐’†๐’Š๐’“ ๐’…๐’‚๐’“๐’๐’Š๐’๐’ˆ'๐’” ๐’‚๐’Ž๐’–๐’”๐’†๐’… ๐’”๐’Š๐’๐’†๐’๐’„๐’†-
๐ˆ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ! ๐ˆ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ! ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐๐จ๐ง๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ฆ๐š๐! ๐ˆ ๐ฐ๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐จ๐จ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ซ! ๐ˆ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐Ÿ๐ข๐ฑ ๐ข๐ญ- ๐ฐ๐ก๐š๐ญ๐ž๐ฏ๐ž๐ซ ๐ฒ๐จ๐ฎ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ, ๐ข'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐จ ๐ข๐ญ, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž. ๐๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ž, ๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ž-
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glass-heartz ยท 2 months
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blow up my phone if you wish to, anything you consider โ€˜clingyโ€™ or โ€˜annoyingโ€™ is heavenly to me. text me. call me. stalk me. chase me. iโ€™ll always be there.
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crushingcasanova ยท 4 months
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Everyone wants a yandere partner until:
I genuinely feel pain in my heart when we aren't speaking
I am constantly thinking about you. Constantly.
I have to physically hold back the urge to spam you and ask you who you're with and what you're doing at any given moment
I save all the pictures you send me of you, even the ones you're barely in
I make an extremely detailed shrine of everything you like, dislike, and an analysis of who you are and more
I lose my mind over not being able to see your private messages with people
I make you tell me exactly how you feel about me at any given moment
I have a break down if you ever get mad at me
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โ‹†เญจโ™กเญงโ‹† หšใ€‚โ‹†โ‹…หšโ‚Šโ€ง เญจเญง โ€งโ‚Šหš โ‹…หšสšโ™กษžหšโ‹…หšโ‚Šโ€ง เญจเญง โ€งโ‚Šหš โ‹…โ‹† หšใ€‚โ‹†เญจโ™กเญงโ‹†
iโ€™ll change every part of myself if it means youโ€™ll only look at me <3
โ‹†เญจโ™กเญงโ‹† หšใ€‚โ‹†โ‹…หšโ‚Šโ€ง เญจเญง โ€งโ‚Šหš โ‹…หšสšโ™กษžหšโ‹…หšโ‚Šโ€ง เญจเญง โ€งโ‚Šหš โ‹…โ‹† หšใ€‚โ‹†เญจโ™กเญงโ‹†
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LEMME SEE HIS MOUTHS AND MOSAIC SKIN! RAHHHHH
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"I'm...disgusting."
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You know what I want? A masochistic sadist!yandere . . The type who locks you up, tortures you, drains you, fucks you till your eyes go blank and you cant process anythingโ€”but becomes brainless mush when your nails cut into his skin, when you try and fight back, and leave a mark so . . soโ€”deliciousโ€”the kind of man who'll preserve your marks as a trophy, but enjoy the thrill of you being hopeless, caged, trapped . . Need a man who'd run you to the ground till you break, and attack, only to bathe in your violence and angerโ€”then educate you to be 'proper', only for the circle to repeat itself.
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Yan Sugar Daddy
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โ€ข You were a broke college student even after doing part time job. You wanted to earn more money so asked your friends for suggestions.
โ€ข One friend of yours suggested to get a sugar daddy from website. You were a bit scared as you have no idea and experience about this but after much convincing from your friend you made an account on the app.
โ€ข After scrolling a bit you thought It's very unlikely for any sugar daddy to show interest in you when the website was filled with drop dead gorgeous sugar babies available. You felt insecure and deleted the app forgetting to delete your account.
โ€ข You continued your college and part time job. Forgotten about your account still being active.
โ€ข While Yan Sugar Daddy scrolled through the app and your account caught his attention especially your photo. He thought you were beautiful and so simple. He sent you many messages on app but no reply. He would check the app many times a day in hope of seeing your reply. After many days passed and nothing from you he decided it's time to finally meet you in person.
โ€ข He got details about you through his mens. Your address, your college schedule, your part time job location, your birth place, your date of birth, your zodiac sign, your favourite ice cream flavour everything. This man made sure his team didn't leave anything.
โ€ข And hence here he is waiting for you at your college campus radiating money, power and glory through his work suit, and handsome face. Hell even the watch he is wearing is of the cost of your years of salary you thought.
โ€ข"Ms y/n?" He approached you while you were just stood like a statue there mouth open. How come this man is here you thought. You remember seeing his profile in a blur on app before deleting.
"Close your mouth, love. Or people might think I said something offensive to you" he said chuckling looking at your expression.
Seeing your uncomfortable expressions he offered to talk to you over a lunch in a nearby restaurant rather than in your college campus. You accepted it not wanting to create any gossip at college.
You both wear sitting in a fine dining one of the most expensive restaurant in city whose reservations are hard to get even for some elites. By saying a near by restaurant you thought about some local restaurant near your college campus not this. But nevermind it's his money not yours. His money his choice you thought.
โ€ข He explained how he wants to be your sugar daddy. When you didn't reply his next sentence was "I can double the weekly allowance if you want". But you still didn't accepted it. You told him how the account and everything was a mistake and that he should find some one else you explained and left. You were scared about this whole relationship even though you needed money.
โ€ข You left the place but not his mind. He would send you expensive flowers with notes, perfumes, wines of old collection to your address in hope of you accepting. He never got a no as answer. And he will make sure to convert your no to yes. no matter what it takes.
โ€ข What in the fifty shades of grey Christan grey the fuck is happening? You thought while continuously getting gifts from him.
โ€ข He even paid your college fees in advance for upcoming years.
โ€ข By all the constant stuff he was doing you finally said yes and signed a contract with him.
โ€ข You entered his world.
โ€ข Yan is definitely dominant and rough in sheets.
โ€ข Would tie you up, blindfolded you,pull your hair, overstimulate you until you are a begging, crying mess.
โ€ข Is kinky. Would put a vibrator in your cunt and control the speed via remote kept in his pocket while you both are dining outside. Enjoying seeing you trying to control your moans.
โ€ข Is very protective of you. Someone tried to flirt with you? Would definitely make his security team beat him up till they are unconscious.
โ€ข You liked him while this man was crazy in love with you.
โ€ข Would spoil you with gifts, jewellery, dresses, perfumes, flowers, dates, vacations, handbags, shoes anything you want. Hell even his black card is with you most of the time because he says so.
โ€ข Kisses you any chance he gets.
โ€ข Makes you move into his penthouse so that he could spend more time with you.
โ€ข Carriers you in his arms whenever you are drunk afraid that you will fall with your high heels.
โ€ข Helps in wearing your heels.
โ€ข Is a gentleman in public and an freak in sheets.
โ€ข You looked at something for too long during shopping next day it's getting delivered to you. ( This man is god level rich and doesn't even think about the cost when it comes to you)
โ€ข You always wanted to go to paris? Well let's go darling his private jet is ready.
โ€ข This man is utterly whipped for you. Would do anything for you.
โ€ข You came into this arrangement to pay off your college and since your graduation is near and so is the contract expiry.
โ€ข You decided to part ways after graduation and contract expiration. When you tell him about your decision. He is absolutely devasted. Did he not love you enough? You are his everything. How could you even think about leaving him??
โ€ข This man has hired a professional proposal planner to propose you to be his wife and you are thinking about parting ways? Good joke baby. Good joke. But this is not gonna happen. The only way you are leaving this contract is with your last name changed to his and your finger bearing his engagement ring.
โ€ข And even if you rejected the proposal despite all of it he can trap you with him by his baby he thought with an evil smirk.
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