#yandere blackpink x male reader

[aphroditelovesu]

Yandere blackpink love letter to male reader after meeting them for the first time

Jisoo

My beloved,

I hope this letter finds you with the same intensity with which my heart yearns for you with each passing second. From the moment our eyes met, my world has been turned upside down, and all I can think about is you.

I feel consumed by a passion so deep and burning that it frightens me at times. Every thought I have is of you, and I can't control the desire that burns within me. I know my love for you can be overwhelming, but please understand that everything I do is out of love.

Seeing you smile, hearing your soft voice, feeling the warmth of your touch... It's those little things that make me lose control. I would do anything to protect our love, even if it means taking drastic measures. My wish is to keep you by my side forever, in a world where only the two of us exist.

I promise to take care of you and keep you safe from any threat that may arise. If anyone dares to get too close to you, know that I will stop at nothing to protect what is ours. I feel driven by an intense and wild love, and I can't bear the thought of losing you.

Accept my love with all your heart, for it is genuine and unwavering. I wish I could show my devotion in more traditional ways, but for now, know that my love for you is the driving force behind me, even if it means taking a somewhat unusual path.

With so much love,

Jisoo.

Jennie

My sweet love,

I hope these words find a special place in your heart, just as you found a special place in mine. From the moment our eyes met, something inside me changed forever. An intense and overwhelming passion took care of me, and I can't think of anything else but you.

Every thought, every sigh, every beat of my heart, everything is dedicated to you. The love I feel is so powerful I can barely control myself. I want to be by your side at all times, protecting you from any threat that may come. My love for you is so strong that I would do anything to keep you safe and happy.

Every moment I spend away from you is unbearable torture. I feel like every second you spend away from me is an eternity of agony. I can't stand the thought of you being around anyone other than me. You are mine and nobody else's.

Accept my unwavering devotion and know that everything I do is for love. I know that my actions may seem strange or even painful, but they are just an expression of my intense passion for you. I can't bear the thought of losing you to anyone else. And you should know that my love can hurt.

I promise to be your protector, your guardian, and your loyal companion. No one can ever love you the way I do. I am willing to face any challenge, to overcome any obstacle, so that we can be together forever.

Only yours,

Jennie.

Rosé

My only Prince,

Oh, how my heart warms when I think of you! Since we met, my world has been complete. I feel like every part of me is meant to be yours, and yours alone. You are the light that illuminates my life, and I can no longer imagine a day without you.

Every thought that crosses my mind is a sweet memory of you. Your smile is like the sun shining on a sunny day, warming every part of me. Only your presence is able to calm my restless soul. You became my safe haven, my reason for living.

My love, I want to be close to you all the time, like a shadow that never leaves. I know I can be a little clingy, but I can't help it. My love with you runs so deep that I can't help but get involved in your life in every way possible.

I want to be the reason behind every smile you give, the reason your heart beats faster. If anyone dares to approach you, I will protect you with all my might, as our love is the most precious thing to me. Our connection is so strong that nothing, absolutely nothing, can separate us.

My love, allow me to be your everything, just as you became mine. I'm ready to share every moment, every thought, and yes, even a little bit of gooeyness and gooeyness, because that's how our love is truly expressed.

With all the love in my being,

Rosé.

Lisa

My love,

From the moment you came into my life, something inside me changed forever. Every thought, every breath, everything is filled with your presence. You've become the only thing that matters to me, and I can't imagine my life without you anymore.

My love for you is so intense that sometimes it frightens me. I feel an overwhelming need to protect you, to keep you safe from any threat that might arise. No matter what happens, I am willing to face any challenge to ensure your safety and happiness.

I can't bear the thought of you being around anyone other than me. Every look, every smile, every touch you share with another person is like a knife in my heart. I want to be the only one to receive your attention and affection.

I know I can be overprotective, but that's only because my love for you is so deep and unwavering. I am ready to take care of you at all times, to be your guardian and your fierce protector. Nothing can separate us, as our bond is stronger than any obstacle. Don't you agree?

Accept my passionate love and complete devotion. I'm here for you, always and forever, willing to do whatever it takes to make sure our love lasts. No matter what happens, I will love and protect you with all my being.

Yours sincerely,

Lisa.

[808airsoftbros]

MASTERLIST

Vampire Tales (Vampire Idols X Male Reader)

The Vampire Creed

The Vampire Hierarchy

The Contract (Yves) (S)

Under The Red Hood (Natty) (S)

Life of Two Vampire Queens (IU/CL)

Painful Ressurection (Lusi Zhao)

Kpop Vampire Reactions/Preferences (Vampire Idols X Male Reader)

Vampire Aespa Reading You a Bedtime Story

(G) I-DLE As a Vampire Clan

Fromis_9 as Your Vampire Mothers

Vampire Jung Sisters as Your Vampire Mothers

Kiss of Life's Reaction to you Getting Hurt

Protective Scale of Vampire IVE

Lovesick Yanderes Stories (Female Idols X Male Reader)

My Girlfriend is a Mafia Boss Pt.I (Shen Xiaoting)

My Girlfriend is a Mafia Boss Pt.II (Shen Xiaoting)

My Girlfriend is a Mafia Boss Pt.III (Shen Xiaoting)

My Girlfriend is a Mafia Boss Pt.IV (Shen Xiaoting) (Coming Soon)

The Literature Club (Blackpink)

Obsessive Step Mother (Bae Suzy)

Oneshot Stories (Female Idols X Male Reader) 

Along For The Ride (Nakamura Kazuha)

Hospital Love (Karina)

A Day With Huh Yunjin (Huh Yunjin)

The Half Engine (Blackpink)

Fight for Survival (Soojin)

A Part of Me Lives Inside Me (Kim Jiwon)

Missing 411 (Female Idols)

Forgotten or Not (Suzy/Nana)

Spicy Stories (Female Idols X Male Reader) 

Tight Pants (Huh Yunjin)

Tight Pants Pt.II (Kim Sohee/Giselle/Karina)

Irresistable Temptations (Miyeon/Sana)

The Contract (Yves) 

Unlikely Love (Female Idols)

Fitness Trainer (Kim Seolhyun)

Under The Red Hood (Natty)

Who's the Bustiest? (Female Idols)

My Scary Noona (Kim Gaeul)

Reactions/Preferences (Female Idols X Male Reader)

My Wives’ Reaction To You Getting Harrassed At Work (Haseul/Nana/Vivi/Miyeon/Yeojin)

How IVE Gets You Off From Your Games/Matches

How Le Sserafim Gets You Off From Your Games/Matches

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[allexday]

bp reaction to the morning after sleeping suggestively with y/n for the first time?

Warning; slight touch of seggzey 👽 also mention of past sexual endeavors but it never goes into detail

Jennie Kim was awakened by the shuffling of someone in her bed. As she stirred awake, she quickly opened her eyes in the realization of what had happened. However, you were still sleeping soundly when she checked, your breathing even and eyes closed shut. She allowed her racing heart to calm down, sitting up from her spot as the covers slowly slipped off her body. She didn't allow herself to look at you, training her eyes on her lap as she gathered her thoughts. It had really happened. It was true, not just a sweet dream that she would store in her memories and never tell to a soul. After a few minutes her eyes slowly trailed up your body, stopping at your beautiful face. She couldn't help but smile before laying down, deciding to watch you for a bit until you woke up. She never got a chance to admire you so up close. You were truly beautiful.

Jisoo Kim awoke the next morning believing the night before had been a dream. It wasn't unusual for her to have them, not when you were all she could ever think about. She awoke with a smile, stretching her body around the soft fabrics of her bed. However, upon stretching her figure, she felt your body pressed against hers, and the realization hit her. She smiled wide, snuggling into your naked body and letting out a sigh of relief. It was heaven in bed with you, surrounded by your scent and warmth. She wanted to lay there for just a few more moments. If she could truly have it her way, it'd just be you and her in the world. No one else but you two.

Lisa Manoban didn't know what she expected when she awoke the next morning but seeing your peaceful sleeping face was truly not one of them. She had convinced herself in her land of dreams that you'd be gone when she woke up, and she'd have to prepare herself for the rejection of just being a fling. But seeing your resting face—so close to hers—and hearing the slow but steady breathing come from your lungs eased her worries away. She stared for a few moments with her usual blank face, memorizing your face in her memory. Then, a small yet delicate smile formed on her face as she reached a hand up to cup your cheek.

Rosé Park opened her eyes to spot you sleeping soundly. She giggled as her mind was already drifting off to the events of last night. She cuddled closer to your body as she couldn't help but imagine all the wonderful and blissful moments of the hours before. She allowed herself to recall every touch and every whisper, exciting herself further and leading her to wrap her body around yours. She didn't waste any time in shaking you awake, wanting to quickly continue where you left off. As she grinned down at your sleepy form, she thought to herself, there's no way I'm missing out on more of these opportunities, not when you're right beside me. Not when you're mine.

[aeiuwu]

rules and guidelines

please remember that first and foremost, this is a smut blog. i’m not against doing sfw requests, but that is not the main purpose of my blog.

the only groups i write for right now are itzy (minus yuna), twice, blackpink, red velvet, and aespa. any requests for other groups or yuna will be deleted.

just because you request something does not mean i’ll write it. i have a life outside of tumblr, which means that it may take a while for me to get to requests, and i’ll only write the ones that inspire me. you’re free to send an ask to make sure that i got it and tumblr didn’t eat it, but please do not harass me or send multiple asks for the same/similar request.

i also reserve the right to deny requests that make me uncomfortable, even if they don’t include one of the things listed below.

things i will not write are…

male idols!! this blog is for women only!!! (if you’d like to req/read for men you can do that on my main blog @hwangcore)

yandere/mafia/stalking

g!p

incest (or pseudo-incest)

male reader (gender neutral is okay)

anything to do with r*pe/non-consensual (i may write consensual-noncon, but it would depend heavily on the storyline/my headspace at the time)

religious themes of ANY kind (i.e. fucking in a church/place of worship, demon/angel AUs, etc.)

anal

anything to do with drugs/alcoholism

angst with no happy ending

unnie kink

anything about feet. just no.

member x member (poly relationships where two members are with reader and threesomes are okay, but i won’t be writing any member on member action)

blood/knife/gun play

anything to do with scat

watersports.

and it should go without saying that i will under no circumstances write smut or suggestive content for underage members.

[typingkpop]

blackpink series

click here ( x ) to go back to my main blackpink masterlist to check out my other works. legend: fluff [🖤], crack [🕶], angst [♟], smut [🔞], yandere [🔪]. ongoing [🎬], finished [📼], coming [🏴], discontinued [🔌] © typingkpop 2022.

— KIM JISOO

— KIM JENNIE

✎ "Lesson" [professor!jennie x collegestudent!reader] 🏴🔞♟

Kim Jennie is the name of the girl that has ruined your life. Ever since the first day she'd been out to get you, whether it's calling you out in the middle of the class, or holding you back after class to load you with extra work. Until one day you decide it's enough, that day you decided you should teach your professor a lesson

📎 : 1

— PARK CHAEYOUNG

— LISA MANOBAN

— OT4

✎ "Thirsty tuesday" [ot4 x fem reader] 🏴🔞

Welcome to thirty Tuesday where you can be as thirsty as you'd like. Every Tuesday a new chapter will be unlocked for you to read. There will be four chapters in total. This series will be filled with filthy smut so you've been warned. Please read the warnings in each chapter before proceeding. And in this series the perspective will be from a female reader's. Have fun :)

📎: Jennie , Jisoo , Rosé , Lisa

✎ "Sinful sunday" [ot4 x male reader] 🏴🔞

Welcome to sinful sunday where you can read the sinful work I put up for you. This is a continuation for "thirty tuesday" but with a twist. Every Sunday a new chapter will be unlocked for you to read. There will be four chapters in total. This series will be filled with filthy smut so you've been warned. Please read the warnings in each chapter before proceeding. And in this series the perspective will be from a male reader's. Have fun :)

📎: Jennie , Jisoo , Rosé , Lisa

[rosiesandlilies]

𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬/𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬

Hello everyone!! Just a quick announcement. My requests are open for anyone who has some ideas they want me to write. I’m fairly new to Tumblr (writing wise) so please bear if my writing isn’t good hahaah. I will write only Blackpink imagines so request which member you’d like and what the imagine is!

My rules are fairly simple, so here they are:

No underage requests. I won’t write underage readers x a blackpink member. So don’t go and ask me to write about a fourteen year old Y/N with a blackpink member.

No rape, sexualizing of rape fantasies, etc. I won’t take requests that have the pinks or a reader getting forced to do things.

No yandere. I don’t know how to write yandere well and am kinda uncomfortable with the idea of yandere since it’s lowkey fantasizing/sexualizing the idea of forcing ones self on someone else.

ALL FEMALE READERS. I don’t write for male readers.

Since I’m very new on tumblr as an author, I don’t want to make anyone uncomfortable or offended by writing g!p stories, so for that reason, I’ll try refraining from writing g!p stories. If g!p is included, it’ll probably be briefly mentioned if necessary.

I won’t write anything that has to do with self harm, depression, anxiety.

I won’t write member x member unless it’s Chaelisa (yes, I am a whore for them).

Since there are a lot of stories where the Blackpink members are the dominant/assertive/wears the pants in the relationship type, I’ll be writing the reader as the more dominant/assertive type.

Well, there’s that. I’ll probably add more rules if I can think of any but other than that, request all you want! I’m honestly open to writing whatever just as long as they follow the rules. I also like writing where the reader is the more dominant one so watch out for that bahahahahaha. Give me all you guys got, give me crazy, weird and perverted (not too perverted) requests and I’ll try to deliver.

- Rosies 🤍

[royalminari]

Hello to whoever stumbled upon my shitty blog, you guys can call me Romi~! I’m 22 and a trans male so my preferred pronouns are he/him so please be respectful. I’m also very playful and I may troll my followers so be on the look out for that lol. So I decided not to delete this account and I went on a long ass hiatus (not that anyone asked). I’ll most likely post whenever I feel like it but I’m actually online now so there’s that.

Groups I write for:

Red Velvet

Twice

Blackpink

Itzy

Mamamoo

What I will write:

SFW & NSFW

Member x Member

G!P

Angst

Fluff

What I won’t write:

Reader inserts

Non con/rape

Adult x Minor/Huge age gaps

Suicide or self-harm (both touchy subjects for me that I’d rather avoid)

Yandere

Ageplay

Petplay

Watersports/Vomit/Blood/Scat (basically anything to do with bodily fluids that isn’t cum)

Age regression

(Anything in bold, I may or may not write depending on the ask)

Might have to add more but that’s all I can think of as of right now.

Rules:

Please be patient with me, I like to take my time with writing because it’s my first time writing and I don’t want my writing to be too shitty

Please don’t read my smut unless you’re 18+

Please be specific when you request

Don’t be an asshole on my blog, I don’t tolerate that shit and I will tell you to fuck off and block you after one warning (just be respectful to everyone and we won’t have a problem)

Don’t steal my, or anyone else’s, work (this probably won’t be a problem for me cause my writing sucks lol but if someone is claiming my work as theirs, please report it to me in a respectful manner and I’ll handle it)

There’s more I want to add but this is what came to mind right now. Fail to follow these simple rules and I’ll block you, I really don’t have the patients to deal with assholes.

[aphroditelovesu]

😈Jealous yandere Rosé x male reader scenario 

❝😈❞- ‘’I thought I showed you that you belong only to me.’’

tw: yandere themes, possessive and obsessive behavior, jealousy, mention of murder, threats, unhealthy relationship, slight nsfw, dub-con (?).

It was another one of those nights that you hoped would go smoothly, or at least, without unnecessary fights or any more drama. The only thing you wanted at the moment was this, peace and quiet.

It was a shame none of that happened in your troubled relationship.

Of course, you knew what you were getting into, but it was still hard to deal with. Being in a relationship where you can't end it because your girlfriend is possessive and delusional to the point of being dangerous to others around her isn't exactly ideal, but you liked her. Maybe you even loved her and even if you wanted to, you couldn't leave her. She wouldn't allow that.

''(Y/N)!'' You got up from the couch you were lying on the moment you heard your name called in a certain urgency. The moment you got to your feet, Rosé entered the room with a warm smile, but something alerted you. You didn't know what it was but you knew something was wrong.

''Hey, Rosie…'' You murmured, feeling uncomfortable under Park's intense gaze. ''What happened?''

''Why do you think something happened?'' She questioned you, sitting down on the couch and pulling you along in the process. You gasped in surprise when she sat up on your lap suddenly, staring at you.

''You looked kind of upset, that's all.'' Your hands went to her long blonde hair, stroking the strands through your fingers. You loved how they looked, it suited her so much.

''And why would that be?'' She questioned you, taking your face in her hands and forcing you to look her into the eyes. Yes, you were right, something was wrong. ''Maybe it has to do with that bitch you were talking to earlier today?''

''Huh? Who are you talking about?'' You got nervous, swallowing hard.

''Don't pretend you don't know who I'm talking about!'' She snapped, but continued to sit in your lap. By this point, you had broken out in a cold sweat.

''Are you talking about… my cousin?'' She was the only person you could think of, since other than Rosé, your cousin was the only person you had contact with all day.

Rosé nodded, pouting. She had always been very jealous and she hated to admit it, but this was just ridiculous. You had spoken to your cousin about her pregnancy, no big deal, so you didn't understand why your girlfriend was so irritated.

''Why are you mad about this? She's just my cousin, you know, and I was asking about when her due day would be.''

''Still! The two of you being from the same family doesn't mean something else can't happen…'' She growled suddenly, pulling you into a demanding kiss. You moaned in the kiss, feeling Rosé's tongue enter your mouth. She took a deep breath after you pulled away. ''I thought I showed you that you belong only to me.''

''But I'm yours…'' Your voice cracked, as you felt Rosé start to get rid of your shirt, exposing your chest. She smiled like a predator and started to suck on your neck, leaving marks that would be impossible to hide. Her hands roamed over your bare torso, reaching the waistband of your sweatpants. She kissed you one more time, and got up from your lap, and started pulling your pants down.

You held your breath after Rosé removed your underwear, leaving you completely naked. ''You're only mine, (Y/N). I'll make you remember that.'' Rosé brought her hands to your erection, curling her fingers into the hot flesh.

You moaned softly, feeling her masturbate you. She knew you very well and knew all your weaknesses and she wasn't hesitant to use them. Suddenly, Rosé stopped touching you and grabbed your face tightly, digging her nails into your chin. You looked at her confused and a little scared.

''You will never speak to your cousin again, understand? Or I swear I will kill her.'' When you didn't answer, she squeezed harder making you grunt. ''Did you understand well?'' You nodded, feeling intimidated.

She smiled warmly and gave you a short kiss. ''Good boy. Now we can get back to what really matters.'' She purred and went back to what she was doing before.

Again, pleasure numbed your mind and you just obeyed her. This wasn't the first time Rosé had done this and you knew it wouldn't be the last. She wouldn't stop until she was the only woman in your life.

[elryuse]

Yandere mafia rose x male reader who likes to make her jealous

Mafia's Lover

Yandere Mafia Rosé X Male Reader

The world was a blur of red and pain. I remember the cold metal biting into my flesh, the acrid tang of blood filling my senses. A lifetime ago, it seemed. I was a ghost in my own body, a hollow shell drifting through a crimson haze. Then, he appeared. Y/n. An oasis in the desert, a beacon in the storm. His hands, gentle as a summer rain, tended to my wounds. His eyes, filled with a compassion I’d never known, held me together.

In that vulnerability, I found a strength I never knew existed. I clung to him, to the warmth of his touch, the steady rhythm of his breath. In those stolen moments, love bloomed in my heart, a defiant flower pushing through the concrete of my world. But my world was a harsh mistress. A world of shadows, where loyalty was a chain, and betrayal a death sentence. I couldn’t drag him into that darkness. I had to let him go, even as it tore me apart.

Months turned into an endless winter. The world was a monochrome canvas of gray, devoid of color, devoid of hope. But then, a flicker of life, a spark of defiance ignited within me. I needed to see him, to feel the warmth of his presence once more.

And there he was, my heart aching at the sight. Surrounded by a flock of giggling girls, he was a sun radiating warmth. A sun that should have been mine alone. Rage, a venomous serpent, coiled in my gut. How dare they? How dare they infiltrate my world, my Y/n?

I watched him through the binoculars, a silent voyeur to a scene that was both beautiful and agonizing. His laughter, once a melody reserved for me, was now shared with others. A bitter taste rose in my mouth, a cocktail of jealousy and longing.

I had to have him back. Not just for the love I felt, but for the control, the power it gave me. I was a queen in a kingdom of shadows, and he was my crown jewel.

The next day, I stood at his door, my heart a drumbeat of anticipation and fear. The moment he opened the door, my world shifted. There was a vulnerability in his eyes, a raw pain that mirrored my own. It was intoxicating.

“I missed you,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. But my hands, they spoke a different language. They wrapped around his, a possessive claim. His wince was music to my ears.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, my voice low, a purr of menace.

His eyes, wide with fear, were exactly what I wanted. He was trapped, a bird caught in my web.

“Those girls don’t deserve you,” I hissed, my voice laced with venom. “All you need is me. And only me.”

With a decisive pull, I dragged him inside, closing the door on the world. We were alone, two souls caught in a tempestuous dance of love, obsession, and control.

His fear was a sweet nectar, fueling my desire. He was mine now, completely and utterly. I would mold him, shape him into the perfect reflection of my desires. The world outside could wait. This was our moment, our world. A world of two.

I ran my fingers through his hair, the softness a stark contrast to the storm raging within me. His eyes held a mixture of fear and something else, something I couldn’t quite decipher. It intrigued me.

"Remember when I was weak, and you were my strength?" I asked, my voice soft, almost seductive. His eyes flickered, a silent acknowledgement. "I gave you everything, Y/n. My trust, my love, even a part of myself."

I paused, letting the words sink in. "And what did I get in return? Betrayal."

His lips parted to speak, but I silenced him with a gesture.

"Don't," I warned. "Your words are meaningless now."

I leaned in close, my breath warm against his skin. "Now, it's my turn to shape our destiny."

I could feel his fear, a delicious tremor running through him. It was intoxicating. I wanted to break him, to rebuild him in my image. And then, I would possess him completely. Body and soul.

I smiled, a predator's grin. The game had just begun.

A week had passed since I dragged him into this gilded cage I called home. In those seven days, I had transformed from the predator to the caretaker. I cooked, I cleaned, I tended to his every need. I had become the woman I had always pretended to be, the one I thought he wanted. And to my surprise, he seemed to be thawing.

The fear in his eyes had gradually been replaced by a hesitant trust. His body, once tense and rigid, now relaxed under my touch. It was a slow, insidious process, but I was patient. He was mine to keep, and I would ensure it.

I watched him sleep, his face serene in the soft glow of the bedside lamp. There was a vulnerability in his slumber that made my heart ache with a strange tenderness. This was the man who had saved me, the man who had ignited a fire within my soul. And now, he was mine.

Morning brought with it a new routine. I would wake him with soft kisses, the scent of coffee and toast filling the air. His sleepy smile was a reward I craved. We would spend the mornings together, lazy and intimate. I would read to him, my voice a soothing melody that seemed to calm his spirit.

In the afternoons, I would teach him about the world beyond his sheltered existence. He was fascinated by the stories of my life, the danger, the thrill. I painted a picture of a world that was both terrifying and exhilarating, and he listened with rapt attention.

As the days turned into a week, I began to see a change in him. The fear was fading, replaced by a quiet strength. He was learning to rely on me, to trust me. And in that trust, I found a love I never knew existed.

One evening, as we sat by the fireplace, I took his hand in mine. "You are safe here, Y/n," I whispered, my voice soft as velvet. "No one can hurt you."

He looked at me, his eyes filled with a depth of emotion I couldn't fathom. "I know," he replied, his voice barely a whisper.

I leaned in, our lips brushing together. It was a tentative kiss, filled with unspoken promises. When we pulled apart, I could feel the shift, a seismic change in the dynamics between us. He was no longer the terrified victim. He was becoming my equal.

My world, once a monochromatic canvas of black and white, was now painted with a thousand hues. There was still the darkness, the undercurrent of my past, but it was no longer the dominant force. Love, a foreign concept, was now a vibrant part of my life.

Time passed, and I managed to extricate myself from the underworld. The life of a mafia boss was not one I wanted anymore. I wanted a quiet life, a simple life, with Y/n by my side.

We opened a small cafe, a sanctuary away from the chaos of the world. It was a world away from the life I had once known. But in this new reality, I found a happiness I never thought possible.

Y/n thrived in his new role. He was a natural with people, his smile a beacon of warmth. And as always, he attracted attention. Young girls would flock to the cafe, their eyes sparkling with admiration. I watched him interact with them, the same warmth and kindness he had shown me.

A pang of jealousy would sometimes strike, a ghost of my past self. But then he would catch my eye, and with a playful wink, he would send the jealousy packing. I would smile, a mixture of love and amusement.

One evening, as the sun began its descent, casting long shadows over the cafe, I found myself watching him. He was laughing with a group of young customers, his eyes sparkling with mirth. I felt a surge of protectiveness, a remnant of my past life.

I walked over to him, my arms wrapping around his waist from behind. He turned, his smile widening. "Jealous, my love?" he teased.

I rolled my eyes playfully. "Maybe a little," I admitted.

He chuckled, pulling me closer. "You're mine, remember?" he whispered, his lips brushing against my ear.

I turned in his arms, our lips meeting in a passionate kiss. As we pulled apart, I looked into his eyes, seeing the love and adoration reflected there. I was home.

Days turned into weeks, months, and years. Our love deepened, a rich tapestry woven with threads of passion, trust, and companionship. The cafe became more than just a place of business; it was our sanctuary, a testament to our love story.

And as I watched the world change around us, one thing remained constant: my love for Y/n. He was my everything, my beginning and my end. And in the quiet moments, as we sat together in the warmth of our cafe, I knew I had found my happily ever after.

The end.

[elryuse]

Yandere ceo Jisoo x male reader who gives into her yandere side

My Boss Wants Me Like... Really Really Bad

Yandere CEO Jisoo X Male Reader

Jisoo had been watching Y/N for months. She'd first noticed him when he'd joined her team as a junior analyst. His bright eyes, his infectious smile, his sharp intellect – everything about him had captivated her. Jisoo had always been a woman of control, a CEO who demanded respect and obedience from her subordinates. But with Y/N, she found herself feeling something entirely different.

A flutter in her chest, a warmth in her stomach, a longing that she couldn't quite explain. It was a feeling she'd never experienced before, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating. Jisoo knew she was falling in love, but she was also terrified of what that might mean.

Y/N, oblivious to Jisoo's feelings, had grown to admire his CEO. He respected her intelligence, her leadership, and her unwavering dedication to her work. He had never considered her as anything more than his boss, but there was a certain spark between them that he couldn't quite ignore.

One day, as they were working late on a particularly challenging project, Jisoo found herself leaning in closer to Y/N. Her breath caught in her throat as their faces were mere inches apart. Y/N looked up at her, his eyes wide with surprise.

"I... I need to tell you something," Jisoo stammered, her voice barely a whisper.

Y/N leaned forward, his expression expectant. "What is it?"

Jisoo took a deep breath. "I... I'm in love with you," she finally admitted.

Y/N's eyes widened in shock. He had never expected to hear those words from his CEO. "Jisoo..." he began, his voice trembling.

Before he could finish, Jisoo leaned in and kissed him. It was a soft, gentle kiss, filled with a passion and intensity that Y/N had never experienced before.

Y/N pulled away, his heart pounding in his chest. "Jisoo..." he whispered, his voice barely audible.

Jisoo took his hand. "I know this is sudden," she said, her voice filled with emotion. "But I couldn't keep it a secret any longer. I... I need you, Y/N."

Y/N was torn. He admired Jisoo, respected her, and even felt a certain attraction to her. But the idea of being in a relationship with his boss was both exciting and terrifying.

"I... I don't know what to say," he stammered.

Jisoo took his hand and held it tightly. "You don't have to say anything right now," she said. "Just think about it. I'll give you all the time you need."

As Y/N walked home that night, he couldn't stop thinking about Jisoo. He was drawn to her, to her intelligence, her strength, and her passion. But he was also afraid of what their relationship might mean.

In the weeks that followed, Jisoo became increasingly obsessed with Y/N. She spent hours analyzing his every move, his every word. She dreamt of him at night, imagining a future where they were together.

One evening, as Y/N was preparing to leave the office, Jisoo approached him. "Y/N," she said, her voice low and seductive. "I can't wait any longer."

Y/N looked at her, his heart pounding in his chest. "What do you mean?"

Jisoo stepped closer, her eyes filled with desire. "I mean that I need you, now," she whispered.

Before Y/N could react, Jisoo leaned in and kissed him. It was a passionate, intense kiss that left Y/N breathless. As she pulled away, she looked at him with a possessive glint in her eye.

"You're mine now, Y/N," she said. "Mine."

Their relationship had blossomed into a secret affair, a forbidden love that burned bright and passionate. Jisoo, the cold, calculating CEO, had revealed a softer side to Y/N, a side filled with vulnerability and desire. Y/N, in turn, had found himself drawn to Jisoo's intensity, her intelligence, and her unwavering devotion.

Their clandestine meetings were filled with stolen kisses, whispered secrets, and a sense of forbidden excitement. They met in secluded corners of the office, in the quiet of the CEO's private suite, and even in the backseat of Jisoo's car. Their love was a dangerous game, a secret they had to keep hidden from the world.

One day, a new employee joined their team. Her name was Hera, and she was immediately drawn to Y/N. She was young, beautiful, and full of energy, and she seemed determined to win him over.

Jisoo watched with growing unease as Hera made her move. She saw the way Hera looked at Y/N, the way she laughed at his jokes, the way she flirted with him openly. A wave of jealousy washed over Jisoo, a feeling she had never experienced before.

Y/N, oblivious to Jisoo's discomfort, seemed to enjoy Hera's attention. He found her company refreshing, her energy invigorating. Jisoo watched as they interacted, her heart aching with a mixture of love and possessiveness.

One evening, after the office had closed, Jisoo cornered Y/N in her private suite. "What's going on between you and Hera?" she demanded, her voice low and menacing.

Y/N was taken aback by Jisoo's sudden outburst. "Nothing's going on," he replied defensively.

Jisoo stepped closer, her eyes filled with a dangerous glint. "Don't lie to me," she said. "I know what I saw."

Y/N tried to explain, but Jisoo wasn't listening. She grabbed his hand and pulled him closer. "You're mine, Y/N," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. "Mine and only mine."

As she spoke, Jisoo's eyes darkened, taking on a chilling intensity. Y/N felt a shiver run down his spine. He knew that Jisoo was serious, and he was terrified of what she might do.

Before he could react, Jisoo leaned in and kissed him. It was a passionate, possessive kiss that left Y/N breathless. As she pulled away, she looked at him with a determined expression.

"You're mine, and I won't let anyone take you away from me," she said. "Understand?"

Y/N nodded, his voice barely a whisper. He knew that he was in over his head, but he was also strangely exhilarated. The danger, the passion, the intensity – it was all too intoxicating.

Jisoo's obsession with Y/N had reached new heights. She was no longer content with their secret affair. She wanted the world to know that Y/N was hers.

Whenever they were alone, Jisoo would drag Y/N into her office, her eyes burning with passion. She would devour him with kisses, her touch rough and possessive. She marked him with hickeys, a visible sign of her ownership.

Y/N was initially hesitant to submit to Jisoo's demands. He knew that their relationship was dangerous, but he was also drawn to the intensity of her passion.

As Jisoo's behavior escalated, Y/N began to feel trapped. He was afraid to resist her, afraid of what she might do. He felt like a prisoner in his own life, a puppet on a string.

One evening, as they were alone in Jisoo's office, Y/N finally confronted her. "This can't go on," he said, his voice trembling.

Jisoo looked at him with a cold, calculating expression. "Why not?" she asked.

"Because it's wrong," Y/N replied. "It's unhealthy. It's... it's abusive."

Jisoo scoffed. "Abusive?" she repeated. "You're the one who's been begging for my touch."

Y/N's heart sank. He knew that Jisoo was right. He had been drawn to her intensity, to her possessiveness. But now he realized that it was unhealthy, that it was dangerous.

"I can't do this anymore," he said, his voice firm.

Jisoo's eyes narrowed. "You can't leave me," she said, her voice low and menacing.

Y/N nodded. "Yes I can."

Jisoo took a step forward, her hand reaching out to grab his arm. But before she could touch him, Y/N stepped back. "Don't," he warned.

Jisoo looked at him with a mixture of anger and disbelief. "You dare to defy me?" she said.

Y/N nodded. "I'm done."

With that, Y/N turned and walked out of the office. He knew that he was making a dangerous decision, but he also knew that it was the only way to break free from Jisoo's control.

Y/N knew that leaving Jisoo was the right decision, but it was also a terrifying one. He had no idea what she might do if he tried to break free from her grasp.

As he left the office that night, he felt a sense of relief and fear. Relief that he was finally free, fear that Jisoo might try to hurt him.

In the weeks that followed, Y/N kept a low profile. He avoided the office, he changed his phone number, and he moved to a new apartment. But he knew that Jisoo wouldn't give up easily.

One day, as Y/N was walking home from the grocery store, he felt a cold hand on his shoulder. He turned around, his heart pounding in his chest.

There, standing behind him, was Jisoo. "Where have you been?" she demanded, her voice low and menacing.

Y/N tried to break free, but Jisoo's grip was too strong. "Let me go," he pleaded.

Jisoo shook her head. "Never," she said. "You're mine, Y/N. Mine and only mine."

Y/N struggled against her, but it was no use. Jisoo was stronger than he was. She dragged him back to her apartment, her eyes filled with a dangerous glint.

Once inside, Jisoo locked the door behind them. "You're not going anywhere," she said.

Y/N tried to reason with her, but it was useless. Jisoo was determined to keep him as her prisoner.

As the days turned into weeks, Y/N began to realize that he missed Jisoo. He missed the intensity of their passion, the thrill of their forbidden love. He missed the way she looked at him, the way she touched him.

One night, as he lay awake in bed, Y/N decided that he couldn't live without Jisoo. He loved her, flaws and all.

The next day, he went to Jisoo's apartment. He didn't know what she would say, but he was determined to face her.

When he arrived, Jisoo was waiting for him. She looked at him with a mixture of anger and hope. "Why are you here?" she asked.

Y/N took a deep breath. "I'm here because I love you," he said. "I know what I did was wrong, but I can't live without you."

Jisoo's eyes softened. She stepped closer and wrapped her arms around him. "I love you too," she whispered.

As they held each other, Y/N knew that their relationship was far from over. But he was also determined to make it work, to build a future together that was based on love, respect, and trust.

Y/N had finally come to terms with Jisoo's yandere nature. He understood that her possessiveness was a part of who she was, and he was willing to accept it.

Their relationship was far from normal. Jisoo continued to be fiercely protective of Y/N, often going to extreme lengths to ensure that he was always by her side. She marked him with hickeys, kept him on a tight leash, and demanded his undivided attention.

Despite the challenges, Y/N found himself drawn to Jisoo's intensity. He loved the way she looked at him, the way she touched him, the way she made him feel.

One evening, as they were lying in bed, Jisoo turned to Y/N. "I'm so glad you're mine," she said, her voice filled with love and possessiveness.

Y/N smiled. "I'm glad too," he replied.

As they held each other, Y/N knew that their relationship was far from perfect. But he also knew that it was the only relationship he had ever truly wanted.

- The End -

[aphroditelovesu]

💗 🍁😰Yandere rose x clingy male reader

[💗] - ‘’I just want to love you until the day we both stop breathing.’’ [🍁] - ‘’Everything without you is so dull, lifeless and lonely. I will never let you go, because you are what color my life.’’ [😰] - ‘’If you leave me I will kill myself.’’

❝tw: mention of suicide.

You and Rosé were lying in your bed, in the room you shared in your house. Your arms were around her waist and her head was resting on your chest. Your fingers caressed your girlfriend's bare skin.

"I love you." Rosé murmured, tucking her head into your neck. You smiled. The soft light of the room enveloped the two of you, creating an intimate and peaceful moment.

"I love you too." You whispered back, feeling the warmth of her body against yours. Comfortable silence filled the space as you just enjoyed each other's presence.

Rosé smiled at your words and kissed your neck gently. She raised her head and stared into your eyes, her soft expression turning serious.

"You know if something happened to you I would go crazy, right?" She asked, looking at your face seriously. You stared at her hesitantly.

"I know." You said and brought your hand up to her face, stroking it, "I would go crazy too if something happened to you."

Rosé's eyes shone with tenderness at your words, as she gently pressed her hand against your face.

"Promise me that you will always take care of me, even when you are away from me." She asked in a soft but firm voice.

You nodded, feeling your chest tighten at the seriousness of the moment, "I promise." You said sincerely, sealing your words with a light kiss on her lips. The love between you was palpable, and this exchange of promises only strengthened it.

Rosé laughed happily and grabbed you tighter, squeezing you. You laughed at that. One thing that always worked between you was how affectionate and clingy you both were.

"Ah! Rosie, you're choking me." You commented, hugging her back tightly.

Rosé looked at you, "I just want to love you until the day we both stop breathing."

You felt a slight shiver at her words but decided to ignore it. You tilted her head and kissed her softly on the lips. Rosé kissed you with the same softness, as light as a feather and as sweet as her.

Rosé pressed her forehead against yours and looked straight into your eyes, "Everything without you is so dull, lifeless and lonely." Rosé whispered against your lips, "I will never let you go, because you are what color my life."

Her words wrapped around your body like a warm hug, making your heart beat with renewed intensity. Each syllable carried an emotional weight that reverberated within you, touching parts of your being that previously lay dormant. The love you felt for this woman, Rosé, was a burning flame that lit up every dark corner of your soul, flooding it with indescribable joy.

"I feel the same way." You said, kissing her mouth again but this time it was more passionate. Rosé reciprocated with the same passion and devotion.

The kiss was an explosion of contained passion, a fiery expression of the love that overflowed between the two of you. The lips met in a perfect fit, each movement filled with desire and surrender. Under the sweetness of the touch, the intensity grew, and soon the tongues met in a sensual touch, dancing in harmony as if they were an extension of each other.

Rosé climbed on top of you, her body molding to yours in a natural and familiar way. Your hands found her hips, holding her firmly but gently, as if you wanted to protect her and at the same time merge with her.

When you broke apart in need of air, Rosé whispered against your lips, "Never leave me."

You looked at her, your eyes shining with doubt. Rosé took this the wrong way, however. She pursed her lips and said, "If you leave me I will kill myself."

Rosé's words registered in your mind and you swallowed hard, unable to help but feel uncomfortable with the weight of them. But you wouldn't let her know that, you didn't want to hurt her, and besides, you didn't plan on leaving her.

You were too involved to even think about breaking up with her.

[elryuse]

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[aphroditelovesu]

💗💓yandere Lisa x male reader imagine

❝💗❞ - "I just want to love you until the day we both stop breathing."

❝💓❞ - "I love you more than you can imagine. Please don't doubt or belittle my feelings."

❝tw: possessive behavior, mention of overprotection, dub-con at the end.

Being Lalisa Manoban's boyfriend had its advantages and disadvantages. Most of the time it was just the pluses but there were days when you thought about the minuses.

And today was one of those days.

You loved her, you really did, but sometimes it was hard to deal with your girlfriend's overprotective behavior.

Lisa was an amazing woman and you considered yourself lucky to be loved by her, but at times it was exhausting to deal with her paranoia. She was so controlling and protective that it made you angry at times.

You couldn't do many things because she considered it "dangerous". Hell, sometimes she doesn't want to let you go to the bathroom alone.

Many times you questioned whether it was still worth it, whether it was worth continuing with her. But you couldn't break up with her, you loved her and you learned to love Lisa's possessive way. You were addicted to her, her scent, her touch. You always felt loved when Lisa was with you.

And it was amazing to feel loved. You could sometimes even feel like a god at how much this woman worships you. And damn, you loved it. It felt good to be so loved and cherished and the fact that she was the most beautiful woman you'd ever met was just a bonus.

"(Y/N)?"

You put those thoughts out of your head the moment you heard your girlfriend's voice. You smiled weakly as she sat down next to you on the couch, hugging you to the side and laying her head on your shoulders. She was so adorable.

"Hi...." You murmured and kissed her softly, pulling away soon.

Lisa frowned and looked at you with concern.

"What's wrong, my love? Are you sick? In pain? Did someone do something to you?!" Her tone became more and more demanding with each word she uttered and you sighed loudly.

She worried a lot and for no reason.

"I'm fine, love. Nobody did anything to me, I was just thinking." You shrugged and Manoban's beautiful features relaxed at your words.

"Thinking about what?" She seemed genuinely curious and you internally debated whether to speak the truth.

But in the end you decided it was better to tell the truth. You wanted this relationship to work and hiding important things like that is not how you're going to achieve that.

You cleared your throat and looked into your girlfriend's brown eyes. You caressed her face lovingly and Lisa leaned in for your touch.

"I...I've been thinking about our relationship." You admitted still touching her face.

Lisa opened her eyes and stared at you, "Thinking about what? Our future marriage? Our future children?" She warmed to the idea of ​​starting a family with you.

You smiled inwardly at her enthusiasm.

"No... We're not there yet." You laughed and she shrugged, "But I was thinking about... Well, everything we are."

Lisa just stared at you, not understanding where you were going with this conversation.

"I thought about your, uh, overprotective and possessive behavior."

Lisa arched an eyebrow and leaned against the couch.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Well, you're very protective and jealous and I feel uncomfortable about that sometimes." You muttered, feeling disturbed that Lisa still kept her expression calm.

She was silent for a few minutes, looking at your face as if you had two heads. When you were going to say something, she broke the silence.

"I love you more than you can imagine." She said seriously, "Please don't doubt or belittle my feelings."

You blinked. "What? Lisa, I'm not belittling your feelings, but it's just-"

She stopped you by putting a finger in your mouth.

"I love you more than anything! Why do you keep being so stupid?" She snarled and held your face tightly, "I'll do anything for you and you're so ungrateful!"

You were silent.

"Everything I do has a reason! I protect you because the world is dangerous and there are bad people who can hurt you and I will never allow that as long as I'm alive!" Lisa was practically screaming, "There's nothing wrong with the way I love you! I'm doing what every girlfriend does, so why can't you be satisfied with it?!"

"You know that's not it!" You said, getting irritated by her sudden outburst.

"So what is it?" She was staring at you with fury in her eyes and you felt scared. That was the first time you felt genuine fear of Lisa.

"You're suffocating me!"

Lisa's eyes widened and she pushed you onto the sofa, making you lie down and she climbed into your lap, looking into your face seriously.

"Am I?" She laughed, "Good."

You started to panic at the scary expression on Lisa's face. She looked ready to do something she definitely wouldn't regret and it scared the shit out of you.

"I just want to love you until the day we both stop breathing." She chuckled and kissed you hard. You moaned in surprise and tried to pull away, but Lisa held you in place, kissing you with overwhelming passion and desire.

It would do no good to fight it. You belonged to her and always would. You finally closed your eyes and succumbed to Lisa's obsession.

[aphroditelovesu]

TW: Mentions of physical and mental abuse, mentions of blood, dub-con(?), male reader, manipulative behavior, connections to drugs and drug abuse.

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Jennie Kim was like a drug that you inhaled and injected only for a short period of time for a quick spark of pleasure, then discarded after and forgotten about. That’s what it was initially supposed to be like. 

But that was the problem. She was a drug: toxic, deadly, and addictive. She made your head hurt and your heart bleed, yet she is the sole reason it beats—for better or worse, you aren’t sure. 

You knew what she was, how she was, and while it sickened you, you still indulged in her comfort, sought out her touch, or squirmed underneath her as she carves into your skin as she whispers sweet nothings into your ear while doing so. But the fact that you don’t know—or intentionally ignore—her blatant manipulation is your fault. And no one else can help you with it. 

Taking Jennie Kim like a drug is not what you intended to do. But it happened anyway. 

She calls you when you’re worn out, marks you when you’re around. You don’t know what Jennie gains from this or why she does it, aside from her batshit craziness to keep you as hers forever. 

You’ve wanted so hard to escape, but the thought of her always seeps back into your veins. And you always come back to Jennie, becoming more entrenched into her sadistic manipulations. 

She fills the void that she created, takes a piece of you with her every time, forces you to stay when you beg to leave. It’s a repetitive cycle, one that you’ve grown accustomed to, one that makes you don’t know any better. 

She’s a burden as much as she is a drug, dressed head to toe in black. You’ve only seen her wear black, never any color, from her janky leather jacket to her black converse sneakers. And you think it makes sense that a person as cold as her would wear something so stripped of brightness. 

“What are you doing here?” you question her as you miserably fail to keep your voice from shaking in fear. The sight of Jennie standing at your doorway proves to be way too intense for you. 

“You always look so afraid, Y/N-nnie,” she amusingly says as she pushes herself inside, shrugging off her jacket on your couch. If your entire apartment didn’t already smell like her, then the couch for sure will. And you fear that soon the bed will as well, since Jennie doesn’t come to your apartment just to talk. “I’m always here, remember?” she smirks devilishly. 

Her vigorous gaze causes you to avert your eyes. Jennie’s stare has always unsettled you. And now, she becomes this mysterious and terrifying creature that you have ever encountered. She’s no longer like a drug, she is an enigma that is worse and manages to keep you wrapped around her finger. 

“Please leave,” you silently mutter as you lower your gaze as you look at the floor. 

“No.” Her tone is as stern as it usually is as she extends her hand and clasps your jaw, simultaneously lifting your chin to have your eyes meet hers while she pulls you up to her. Her long nails dig into your skin and her feline eyes are wide with excitement. And it is never a good sign for you. 

Yet she loosens her grip in the slightest when your bottom lip threatens to tremble. For some odd, bizarre reason, her nurturing side seems to seep out at the wrong, worst times. You don’t think Jennie can help it. But even if she is a monster, you desperately hope that she still has a heart lying around, somewhere. 

“Jennie,” you breathe out once more. Her pupils flicker down to your lips. “We’re over. I told you this already. You know this. I don’t want to keep doing this.” Her thumb caresses your lips for a moment as her hand moves from your jaw down to your neck as she gently grasps it and pulls your head closer to hers, too close for your comfort as you feel her breath hit your lips as her other hand now toys with the end of your shirt. 

She seemingly ignores everything that you’ve said, which is so typical of her. Jennie only hears what she wants to hear and nothing more. She lifts up your shirt, and you grimace when her finger traces over her perfectly carved handwriting on your stomach, a gnarly scar in the shape of a capital “J” that had you bleeding for a week. You swore to yourself that you would find a way to escape Jennie after that. She had done many terrible things before, but that was the final straw for you. 

You knew she would stop at nothing to prove to you and others as well that you were hers and only hers. 

“I love this,” she laments softly, still tracing the scar. “It’s so beautiful, Y/N-nnie. It turns me on knowing you’re the only man for me.”

“I’m not yours, Jennie,” you silently rebuke as tears are now edging at the corners of your eyes, because seeing Jennie act and talk like this scares you, perhaps even more so than when she is angry. “Not anymore,” you manage to utter out before you swallow hard, anticipating her reprimand. It sickened you to remember that there was a time, a time where you were willing to receive her destructive affection. But now you were pleading with Jennie that you weren’t hers anymore, even if she can’t grasp—or accept-—it. 

But perhaps you didn’t grasp the truth that you were Jennie’s, especially with her mark on your stomach. 

Then you recoil slightly as you see Jennie’s jaw clench. “I’m what you need, Y/N L/N.” And you know she’s serious when she uses your full name instead of her pet names for you. “Surprising that it hasn’t gotten through your skull just yet.” Her fingers leave your stomach, and so does the warmth that comes with it. 

You despise how badly you miss it. 

She sighs, attempting to keep her cool. “Don’t fight me on this anymore,” she says. 

“You won’t change,” you respond, quivering in fear as you back up slowly until your back hits the kitchen counter behind you. And she follows you back. 

Once again, her warmth envelopes you as one of her hands tighten around your waist while the other reaches to the back of your head, pivoting your head down towards her. And with the both of you breathing heavily, you know where it goes from here. 

“Y/N-nnie,” she whispers as her plump lips are inches from yours now, curved up into a smile compared to the frown you observed from her just mere moments ago. Her mood comes and goes, changing constantly. It was too much for you to deal with the multiple sides of Jennie. “I love you. I have to hurt you to prove my love. I don’t know any other way.” 

It’s a lie. It’s always been a lie.

“I hate you,” you whisper back, yet you lean into her all the same. The second her lips touch yours, the familiarity of it all drowns you and you can’t help it. Jennie repulsed you yet you burrow yourself into her as your lips touch. 

It was the only thing you knew: Jennie. 

“If you try to leave me,” Jennie grumbles as she pulls away for a moment, “I’ll find you. I’ll find you, tie you up, and you’ll never leave me.”

The darkness underneath her feline eyes should’ve made you pull away from her and run away: it was dreadful and unpredictable, but you cursed yourself for finding Jennie Kim to be the most beautiful woman you’ve ever laid your eyes on. She was charming as she was deadly, and you still succumbed to her. 

You’d like to imagine that Jennie was capable of love, even if it was in her own dark, twisted way. But her controlling needs clouded her desire, her love for you, and turned it into something exhausting and horrible. 

And yet, you couldn’t find it in you to completely quit her.

-🧋 

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, jealousy, mention of murder and abandonment, allusion to drugs, mild Stockholm Syndrome, dub-con and blood.

❝pairing: yandere!jennie x male!reader

❝obs: so sorry for the late replied, anon. Btw, I loved it, I really love your writings!! ❤️🥰

❝word count: +1,0k

There were many things you admired about Jennie and one of them was how confident she was. The main characteristic that attracted you to her in the first place was her confidence, how beautiful she was and she knew it.

There is nothing sexier than a confident woman.

But at the same time she was a very big problem and you knew it. You knew it the day she told you that you were hers forever.

Maybe you should have run away then, ended it all at once, but you didn't. You stay, you were drugged by her, sick even, and she knew it. She always knew that.

You can't run away from Jennie Kim even if you wanted to. She would never allow you that.

You were hers. Hers to love, care for, and hurt. The scars on your backs are just memories, memories of the passionate nights you spent together.

Mere memories of how painful her love was.

But still, even after so much pain, you found yourself wanting more. You became addicted and knew you couldn't live without it anymore.

She was a drog and you gladly accepted it into her life.

"You can't get me out of your head, can you?" You heard the mocking tone. You heard how she laughed and how pleased she sounded when she said those words.

"You're so needy of me, aren't you?" She laughed, moving closer to you and sitting on your lap, forcing you to look into her dark eyes.

"You can't stay away from me, can you?" She kissed you hard, forcing your lips and biting your lower lip which started to bleed a little.

She licked her lips, tasting the blood and smiled seductively. "Your blood tastes great, you know that?" She laughed out loud, kissing you once more.

You were silent, completely at her mercy. Just like you should be, she thought.

She continued to explore your body, shedding the sweatshirt you were wearing. Her nails were long and left several scratches on your bare chest. Jennie ignored your quiet protests and continued to attack your neck, giving you more marks.

Your body was full of marks, bite marks, hickeys, scratches and cuts. All of them hurt but she never stopped, she was determined to show you that you belonged only to her.

Even if you would have known about it.

Everyone knew that, actually. Your family, your friends and everyone who crossed your path.

Your friends who were now dead and your family who no longer kept in touch with you. It was painful, being abandoned like that but you knew it was for the best, you couldn't risk them getting hurt too.

You knew what Jennie was capable of.

And you didn't want her to hurt your family, she's incredibly possessive and if she feels threatened by your own family she'll kill them. You know that, she told you herself.

And it was true, the deaths of your friends were proof of that. Proof that she wasn't lying.

"Who are you thinking of?" Jennie questioned you in a monotone voice, but you could feel the venom in her words.

"You." You smiled weakly. It wasn't a lie, but you preferred to keep the details hidden.

"Hmm..." She murmured, staring into your eyes with a hurt expression, which left you confused. "You're lying, aren't you?"

"...I'm not lying..." You sighed, looking down at the red dress she was wearing. It was so pretty, you thought, and red suited her.

And she knew it, one of the many reasons she was almost always wearing red or bloodstained clothes.

This is so disconcerting, you knew it was wrong and insane, but even after all the monstrosities Jennie committed, you weren't able to stay away from her. You wanted to, but you couldn't, and you were still attracted to her.

So terribly attracted to her.

"Then why are you so hesitant, huh?" She arched an eyebrow suddenly. "You... You're not thinking about another woman, are you?!"

You were quick to try to dispel her anger. You didn't need to be punished one more time.

"No! Of course not! How could I even think about another woman when I have you?" You spoke quickly and seemed to reassure her as her expression softened.

"You better not be!" She kissed you one more time, biting down hard on your bottom lip and it hurt. It really hurt. You groaned in pain, trying to pull away.

She smiled eerily, licking her lips.

"Because if you are... I'm going to kill her in front of you and make you feel the pain you've never suffered in your life." She laughed eerily and you cringed.

Fear. It was that feeling you felt and yet you weren't able to separate yourself from her.

"You know I wouldn't do that, right?" You said, touching Jennie's face lovingly. "I could never think of another woman."

She leaned into your hand, closing her eyes.

"You're right, (Y/N)-nnie, I know you never could…" Jennie murmured, kissing your fingers, "but I confess I would like to, because then it would just be another excuse to punish you. You know how much I love you screaming in pain."

You shuddered, trying to ignore that bad feeling that was lurking you.

All of this was horrible, yet you still found yourself unable to say no to her.

You were always unable to deny anything to her.

"You know that I... that I, well, that I love you, don't you?" You spoke the dreaded words. It was a path of no return.

Jennie smirked, grabbing your head and kissing you once more. Her lips devoured you, you could feel yourself getting turned on by it, but you didn't try to do anything.

Everything would always lead to the same thing.

With you beneath Jennie as she punishes you sexually and physically.

You learned to live with the pain, with the constant pain your body had.

"I love you too, my love, and I want to hear you scream my name tonight." She kissed you passionately, slowly rubbing herself against your body.

You moaned. Yes, it was always the same.

You were drugged and maybe even crazy about her, but you couldn't help it. You got used to her possessive and murderous behavior, you got used to being hurt and you learned to like it.

You can no longer live without her. You couldn't do it.

[aphroditelovesu]

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What I would write

I write for any gender, both character and Reader/OC, be it female, male, neutral transsexual. Any.

Yandere!Character x Reader, Yandere!Reader x Yandere!Character, Yandere!OC x Reader and Yandere!OC X OC.

Dark!Au, Gore, Disorders, Smut/NSFW, explicit language, soft!yandere, alternative AU, Horror, Age gap (depends on how much).

Romantic, platonic and general Yanderes, as well as more specific themes; example: yandere x depressive!reader.

Stockholm syndrome.

Pregnancy, childbirth and death in childbirth.

Non-Con, Dub-Con, BDSM.

Fluff; non-yandere.

Monsterfucking, specific kinks.

Angst.

What I DON'T write

Any kind of NSFW content with children, anything with children will just be platonic.

I don't write NSFW with characters that have a childish appearance or personality, just platonic.

I don't usually write ships because I consider it something personal, but I can do it if someone wants to.

Age play, scap.

Minor x Adult (only platonic).

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Headcanons

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Imagines, Scenarios, Reactions, Oneshots, Prompts

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NSFW content adds an additional charge of $5,00/R$6,00.

My list of current fandoms, but I can always add more:

Anime

Attack on Titan, Amensia, Death Note, Demon Slayer, Diabolik Lovers, Fruits Basket, Haikyuu!!, Hakuoki, Hunter x Hunter, Jujutsu Kaisen, Kamigami no Asobi, Naruto, Mirai Nikki, One Piece, Blood of Zeus.

Books

Percy Jackson, Harry Potter, A Song of Ice and Fire, Pegasus and The Flame of Olympus (series), IT., A Court of Thorns and Roses (ACOTAR), The Bridgertons, Twilight, The Lord of the Rings, The Cruel Prince: The Folk of the Air, The Bridgertons, Twilight.

Games

Genshin Impact, Detroit Become Human, Mystic Messenger, Time Princess Dress Up (TP: characters), Yandere Simulator, My Candy Love (Amour Sucré), Arkyos Angel, A Plague Tale.

K-Pop

BTS, BLACKPINK, GOT7, EXO, BIGBANG, TWICE, AESPA, Stray Kids, ITZY, Hyuna and Dawn, Red Velvet, NCT, Monsta X, Taemin, Dreamcatcher, LE SSERAFIM, (G)I-DLE.

Series/TV Show

Game of Thrones, House of the Dragon, The Originals, The Vampire Diaries, Teen Wolf, Supernatural, Outer Banks, Friends, Brooklyn Nine-Nine, Euphoria, Reign, Bridgerton, The Flash, Supergirl, Outlander, American Horror Story, Wednesday, Riverdale, Chilling Adventures of Sabrina, The Sandman, Lucifer, Winx Club, Ragnarok, The Lord of the Rings: The Rings of Power, Invisible City (Cidade Invisível), Shadow and Bone, Adventure Time, The Witcher, Rebelde MX (RBD), Heartstopper, Hannibal, Criminal Minds, The Last Kingdom.

Movies

Disney Universe, Marvel Universe, DC Universe, Maze Runner, Halloween, Friday the 13th, Texas Chainsaw Massacre, A Nightmare on Elm Street, Transformers, How to Train Your Dragon, Miraculous, Ever After High, Monster High, Barbie Universe, Christmas Movies, Maze Runner, Avatar, Twilight, Star Wars.

K-Dramas

My Demon, Bussiness Proposal, Doom At Your Service, Hometown Cha-Cha-Cha, Crash Landing on You, My Name, Mr Queen, King the Land.

Mythology

Greek, Egyptian, Norse Mythology and Brazilian Folklore.

Historical Characters

Alexander the Great, Cleopatra, Caesar Augustus, Julius Caesar and etc...

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I write in English and Portuguese.

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[aphroditelovesu]

For the past few weeks, several female students from my school disappeared and were later found dead in the nearby river. I figured something suspicious was going on in my school. The Mafia, I bet, probably had a critical operation occurring in the area and that those killed were witnesses. Although why was it connected to me? Several of the girls who were killed had talked to me, with a few having a crush on me. I brought my concerns to Mama, but she dismissed them as ridiculous.

One evening, I was helping Mama cook dinner when the doorbell.

"Y/N, open the door,” Mama gently asked me.

I nodded and went to the door. When I opened the door, two men with submachine guns stood before me.

"You are coming with us,” one said as the other grabbed me by the arms. I yelped in surprise and tried to stab the assailant with the knife in my hand, but he grabbed my wrist and forced me to drop the knife.

"Help! Help! I'm being kid-mrph!" I shouted before the other goon stuffed my mouth with a cloth and slid a burlap sack on my head. I could hear Mama screaming angrily before I heard a single gunshot. Another cloth was pressed to my face, and soon, everything went black.

*****

I woke up in a nicely furnished room, not knowing where I was. It was nice, something like a hotel or something, but bigger. There were a few windows around, but there were buildings next to it that completely blocked any view. I reasoned that I was in the middle of the city.

"Good morning, Y/N,” a girl's voice said. I turned to the source of the voice.

"Who are you? Did the Mafia kidnap you too?" I asked. The girl giggled.

"No, doll. I ordered Papa’s minions to,” she said, "My name is Jisoo Kim. I'm sure you know of my father."

My jaw dropped in shock. This was the Mafia boss's daughter. She's the quiet shy girl in my class. Despite the fact that she was one of the most beautiful girls in class, no one dared to ask her out in fear of suffering Mr. Kim’s wrath.

"Why did you kidnap me? Why were seven people from our school found dead in the river?" I asked, getting scared. Jisoo smiled and walked to me, getting very close. She smelled of cinnamon.

"Because," she said. "I love you. You are the only one for me. Those whores and idiots tried to take you away from me."

Words failed me. This girl was crazy. Worse, she's part of the Mafia, so any attempt to escape Seoul or South Korea will no doubt fail, and I'll be right back where I am.

"I'm sorry about your mother,” Jisoo said. "She'll be fine. She's recovering at the hospital."

"That's good to hear..." I said tenatively.

"Now,” Jisoo said, pulling off her clothes. "Are you going to ravish me or will I get my father to punish you?"

-🧋

tw: yandere themes, possessive and obsessive behavior, jealousy, mention of death, threats, slightly nsfw, dub-con (?) and implicit torture.

pairing: kim jisoo x male!reader

word count: 884.

You looked at Jisoo with a frightened and questioning expression. ''W-What?'' You questioned with uncertainty in your voice.

Jisoo sighed heavily, looking at the ceiling with a bored expression. ''I think you understood very well what I said, (Y/N).'' She smirked, biting her bottom lip. ''Are you going to take a long time to eat me? I'm a very impatient woman, you know?''

You didn't know what to say, honestly, you could expect anything but that. It's true that you've always had a crush on Kim, but that wouldn't be surprising, she's one of the most beautiful women in school and you've ever met, so it's no surprise that she has admirers everywhere. But her being in love with you… It's way beyond comprehension. Not that you're ugly or anything, but you'd be what people consider "average", just a normal guy.

''No! This is wrong!'' You burst out suddenly, with a confidence taken from God only knows where. ''You killed people! Damn, my mom is in a fucking hospital because of you!''

You immediately regretted your words, seeing how Jisoo's loving expression suddenly changed to a furious one. ''I recommend you hold your tongue, my love.'' She growled, irritated by your defiance.

She rolled her eyes. ''I love you and that's it. Is it that hard to understand? Yes, I know, I killed people for you and I would do it all over again and I've already apologized for what happened to your mother.'' You remained silent, deciding inwardly that this would be the smartest move at the moment. ''I don't want you to be afraid of me, (Y/N). I never wanted this. I just want to be with you forever.''

''Why?''

''Why? I don't know. I just… Fell in love with you. I think it happened when I first saw you in math class. I thought it was so cute how concentrated you were and your expressions when you didn't understand something. So adorable.” Her face held a dreamy expression, a smile of delight gracing those beautiful heart-shaped lips.

''How long have you… been obsessed with me?'' You asked, even though you knew there was no point in doing so.

''I already told you.'' She rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed. ''I don't know how or why. I just knew the moment I laid my eyes on you that, well, you had to be mine.''

''What about those girls you killed?''

''They were just side effects. And don't blame me, I didn't do anything.'' You stared at her, arching an eyebrow. ''I made my father's goons kill them, it's entirely those bitches' fault, honestly. If they hadn't gotten in my way, maybe they might still be alive.''

''You're crazy!'' You spat, trying to get away from her, but the moment Jisoo realized that, she grabbed your wrist tightly.

''Perhaps. But I'm crazy about you.'' She growled, ''And you will obey me or I will make you regret ever being born.''

''I will never obey you! I want you to stay away from me and my family!'' You screamed, ignoring the pain you felt and the fear building inside you. ''Please… Just let me go and I promise I won't tell anyone.''

''I think you still don't understand. '' She shook her head, even more frustrated than before. ''I didn't give you a choice, as I remember. You are mine and have always been mine. You will do as I say or I will punish you.''

You shook your head in disbelief. Kim, tired of your refusals, took your cold hands and brought them to her hot and bare breasts, forcing you to squeeze them lightly. She moaned softly at the contact, her breasts sensitive to the exposure and touch she craved so much. ''I want you… And I know you want me too. Don't try to deny it, I've caught you looking at me several times…''

You licked your lips unconsciously. It's true what she said, you were attracted to her and you couldn't deny that you wanted to touch her, but your conscience was heavy. That was wrong. All of this was so wrong and fucked up. Automatically, you tried to pull her hands from her breasts but she wouldn't allow it, instead forcing hers lips to your. You moaned softly at being kissed so suddenly and hard, but you didn't try to push it away, instead you opened your mouth slowly, allowing the entry of Jisoo's tongue, who kissed you with such passion and force, leaving you a little stunned.

''Hmm…'' She muttered, after you two parted a bit. ''I need you so much…'' Jisoo didn't even have time for you to answer, before pulling you in for another kiss, with even more passion. You didn't even try to pull her apart this time, pulling her closer to you. His hands began to roam all over her body, feeling every curve of that woman. You lightly squeezed her ass, feeling Jisoo shudder against her body.

''Make me yours, (Y/N).'' She kissed you again, gripping your body tightly. You didn't deny or respond, you just returned the passionate kiss. Ignoring everything else, focusing only on the beautiful woman in front of you.