#yandere ningning

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yandere aespa reaction to you confessing to them?👁👁

Sure thing anon :)

✎𝚈𝚘𝚞?﹏﹏﹏﹏𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎?﹏﹏﹏﹏𝙼𝚎?﹏﹏﹏﹏

Requested: Yes

Word count: 4,309

Warnings: None?

✎𝚈𝚘𝚞?﹏﹏﹏﹏𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎?﹏﹏﹏﹏𝙼𝚎?﹏﹏﹏﹏

Karina

Karina has spent the last eight months contemplating your relationship status. Sure, you are far closer than she could have ever comprehended the first time she saw you- but now that all just seems like some distant dream she has already surpassed. She very clearly remembers how beautiful you looked the first time you met as friends, how kind you were to her- all of these only fueled the fire she had already started for herself and eventually, that small fire on the tip of her match stick had grown into a full on bonfire. That day she'll treasure forever, like a sacred secret.

But now, seeing you standing at her front door through the small peep hole, she's more confused than ever- despite the overwhelming feeling of lush swirling around inside of her like a whirlpool. Without hesitation, she unlocked her front door, reeling the slab back from the frame to reveal a very bashful you. You shifted uncomfortably, shifting from one leg to the other with your hands held out in front of you. If Karina didn’t know you- and she thanks the lords that she does every day- then she would’ve guessed you were some shy girl scout… just without the uniform.

“Y/n? What are you doing?” She inquired, feeling somewhat conflicted by your sudden appearance. Your mouth only opened and closed though, resembling that of a fish. You looked lost, confused, but most concerning of all, you looked troubled.

"Come in, please" Stepping aside, she opened the door further. When you walked past her, she could basically feel the uncertainty radiating from you like a batch of heavy nuclear waste. To this, she frowned, following after you with many thoughts racing through her mind.

Once you both found a comfortable seat in her living room, she'd smile lightly as you only breathed in a sequence to calm yourself down.

"We need to talk"

Karina had almost instantly gulped, feeling a thick lump form in her throat at the sound of your roughed voice. It felt heavy, yet light, much like a buoy that just sat stationary within her tightening throat. She'd eye you carefully, noticing the poorly covered bags under your eyes and the small shake of your hands. Have you not slept?

"What's wrong? You look like you haven't slept, no offence"

Then it was your turn to pause as you looked down into your lap, bouncing your knee nervously. "That's because I haven't," you dryly admitted as Karina had cautiously moved closer, scooting over to your side. Her eyes felt heavy upon your skin, dangerous almost, like a wolf in sheep's clothing. "I've been thinking about someone… someone really close to me and I think I've come to the realisation that I- that I like them...?"

Karina leaned back lightly, feeling her world shatter in more ways than one. Her heart had plummeted into a pit of self-pity and jealousy while her brain worked hard at your words. You like someone? She's not an idiot, you could've said love. Or are you uncertain? Is there still that small slither of hope for her? She'll make the cut, she'll just have to expand the horizon no matter the cost if it means being with you.

"You like them?" Karina repeated half your words, throat still tight like a squeezed towel. You only sheepishly nodded though, eyes fixated on her and her reaction, and what you got was far from what you expected. You expected a little support for your love life, for her to seem genuinely happy about your choice, but how could you see that when you hadn't told her who "they" were.

"Yeah, very much so"

"Who are they?" Upon hearing her words, you flinch. It was so quick you were certain she hadn't noticed it, but she did and her dark eyebrows shot together, slightly creasing the skin between them.

"They're the most amazing person. They're cute, they're responsible, and they have manners like no other gentlewoman I've ever met" you silently bite at your lower lip, feeling your teeth sink painfully into the skin, but you needed a distraction from the jaded look on Karina's face and pain was the perfect volunteer.

"They sound nice" Karina resorted, gazing down to her own hands as they shook under the extreme condition of jealousy and fitted rage. "Their name?"

You gulped, fidgeting uncomfortably in your seat. Her reaction wasn't sitting well with you and your heart. She seemed almost violent with her wording, and you could tell she was ready to punch a hole through the wall if needed.

"Their name?"

You and Karina were close, friendship wise and physically. Your knees were close to brushing each other, and your shoulders so close you could feel the warmth emitting from her body. But what you have with her is special, like a shared star. It's the most precious and dearest thing you've ever had a grasp on and you're afraid if you say the wrong words- or do the wrong thing- she'll be out of your life forever. That star would then be a fragment of what once was a beating heart, now set to rest like a fatal pet upon its funeral bed.

But you have to take that leap in life sometimes. That's what makes life, life.

With one deep breath, you open your mouth, and the name almost falls crooked upon your tongue. You could feel your mouth go stale as your body tensed up. Never have you felt more afraid of rejection than you do right now.

"Karina"

But then the name crawled into her ears for her brain to process and her heart to examine. Her brain had broken the name up for a thorough inspection, diving deep for further inspections in the name and if it were truly hers or some misheard piece of information. So she needed clarification.

"Karina?"

You bit your lip even harder, finally drawing a drizzle of shiny blood as you nodded, repeating yourself.

"Karina"

It was spontaneous, the way she gripped your shoulders and kissed you hard. Yet, despite the kiss being needy, it felt far from it. The kiss you shared was passionate and most certainly possessive on her behalf.

There was a dominance in the way she pulled you impossibly closer till you were just mesh in her lap, moulding clay within her fingers.

And then she pulled away, cheeks flushed and eyes darting around your strawberry face.

"I like you too"

Giselle

You had ironically met at a coffee shop, like all cliché love stories. Giselle was a first-time customer who quickly grew accustomed to the heavy scent of coffee grains and the sight of natural hues. Wooden planks lined dividers and eco-friendly plants lined certain countertops.

But the place was deceiving.

The welcoming atmosphere was the polar opposite to what actually awaited her at the counter. You were calm and collected, just like the building itself. But what had made you so different was the way you made her feel.

Because while the building made her feel at home, you made her feel… different. You made her feel as if a dozen batches of nestled butterflies were hatching, making her insides flutter and tingle in a delectable way. You made her feel as if she was the only person in the room, that you were solely here for just her and her order. And so, because of this, she freshened her face with the brightest smile she could conduct before she set for the lingering line.

Giselle distinctively remembers how long the queue time felt. She remembers how she prayed that you would be the one to take her order with your monotone apron and pinned back hair. You looked stunning, even with the restricted view created by the heads of the incompetent infront of her.

There was just something fulfilling in the way you dashed around the area, informing your coworkers of the orders being made as transactions went through. You were just stunning.

So, it was no surprise that when you called upon the next customer in line, Giselle had practically thrown herself a small celebration within her mind. And of course, your voice was tender, and of course, you were polite. But your eyes? They seemed to be the most desirable feature upon you. They sparkled under the fluorescent lights, shining like a clean mirror as Giselle could practically see her giddy reflection within them. Your eyes seemingly controlled Giselle in ways she never thought to be possible.

When you finally called her name for her collection, Giselle had never been so in love with her own name. There was just something in the way you said it- how it lightly trespassed upon your tongue like a sin.

The cup felt warm between her fingers and palm, warming the appendages as she read over her own name repeatedly while taking small sips and obvious glances your way. It would be an absolute dream if you just locked eyes one more time.

And so she visited more often than not. Giselle would make an appearance before work, during her lunch breaks, after work. It was as if a day was never truly complete without visiting you- without stalking you.

Eventually, however, the font of her name was accompanied by the small doodle of whatever you pleased: a star, a smiley face… a heart… These made her smile like some love-drunk teenager all over again.

And not before long, you added another something else, changing everything all together as you instead put a small note, each one differing from the last. They were only little sentences like "How are you?" Or "Have a good day!". But each one held a firmer grip on her heart, and soon enough, it became far more addictive than any type of alcohol or drug or coffee, for you were her new addiction.

However, there was one issue. You've never actually exchanged any other words except for "the usual?" And "please". She could sense the mutual respect as one of the establishments highest paying customers at this point. But surely you weren't doing it just because of that? She's never seen you write on anyone else's cup the way you do for her. She's never seen you even remotely smile at any other customer the way you do for her.

So why must she feel so glum when she received a cup with nothing? There was just a blank spot on the sticker where her name- her doodle- her note was supposed to be? She would've taken anything, but nothing? That just seems too harsh to just suddenly stop.

Her head was too far up in the clouds to realise the shitty customer pestering you the entire time you were making her usual drink. So when she finally screwed her head back into place and took into account the situation, to say she was ready for murder was an understatement.

Giselle would unknowingly want this lady to bleed, to cry at her lack of mercy as she'd just slowly edge her towards death before aiding her to health, only to do it all again.

It was sick, but Giselle quite frankly couldn't care less about that. She cared more about getting her note and dealing with that woman (albeit at a later date).

So, with her bag flung over her barely exposed shoulder, she strode towards the till, where you were being harassed and humiliated for your "mistake" of an order.

It wasn't until she was basically standing side by side with the woman of many problems that you had noticed Giselle, turning to look at her apologetically as she just gave you a reassuring smile.

"Excuse me?" Giselle begins, interrupting the rampaging bull beside her as she squeezed into the conversation like it was a heated hot tub. "You uh- you forgot my note" She sheepishly held up her cup of steaming contents, her fingers wrapped around its curved frame delicately.

You only blinked at her, face slightly scrunched, but soon a smile grew before her eyes. She did that? Giselle had actually made you smile? If only you knew how many fantasies you were making come true with just the smile and light eye contact. "Ouh, I did? I'm sorry. Please, let me fix that?"

You held your hand out, sleeves rolled up to your elbows as your hand flexed slightly. To this, Giselle only blushed, handing you her cup as the woman before her scoffed in annoyance.

"So she gets a replacement!?"

"Oh, I'm not getting a replacement" Giselle smiled a crooked grin at the woman beside her.

"Here you go," you smiled, placing the black marker pen back down on the counter as you handed Giselle her drink once again. "Please enjoy" You gave her a half smile this time, blushing lightly as your fingers brushed against each other- there was no way you hadn't felt that too!

But deciding to question it later, Giselle took one last look at the rude customer, eyeing her up and down to get one last good look at her before turning on her heel to sit down at her designated booth once again.

With a hopeful sigh, Giselle took a small sip of her drink, finally deciding to look down and read the note you had just put on there.

There laid the arrangement of four simple words. Each one held value within the context of the small note, but the overall value was enough to send her heart flipping and somersaulting in pure ecstasy.

"Go out with me?"

Winter

It was destined from the very beginning- or so that's what Winter told herself every night. Every night, she spent alone in her room, cramped up into the corner of her bed- draped in different sheets and blankets as she just drew all things to do with you.

She'd draw your name in pretty pinks and emboid the empty surroundings with carefully drawn-out hearts and clouds. There would often be pages found with repetitive contents. Like pages of both your initials, conjoint by a single plus symbol.

But these were just silly little drawings, things little children would do to pair themselves up with their crushes within their innocent minds. But Winter wasn't a child anymore. She's an adult with "normal" adult thoughts and desires. And so she had a special book, one of carefully executed photos of you to accompany a timeline of your day. She'd have notes of all your dislikes and likes, all your hobbies and fears, all your friends and enemies. The list extends past half the book with information written in extreme detail.

Darkness seemingly seeps into the material of the pages as the photographs and facts near the back pages. She'd have pictures of you with your friends. She'd have you surrounded in hearts while all your friends have ink scribbled across them in ways that represent the fate they'll meet one day.

One friend would have no eyes, while another had their mouth slit to the tip of their cheek bones. One has their stomach ripped open with drawn on organs, and the other simply had a cloud of ink engulfing the entirety of their head.

However, these photos never did her any justice, they were just little flashy tropes she could hug at night- pretending you were there with her instead of a book she cherishes as if it were you.

Winter would often find herself waking up in a sour mood because of this, eventually leading to her doing even more stalking.

How could something go from being so sweet and childish-like, to morbid and sadistic? The answer? Winter. Winter was exactly that.

When you first met a few months back, it was by complete accident. You had body slammed her while playing a game of complex frisbee with your friends in the park.

She remembers so clearly how cute you looked- all dumbfounded with your mouth hung ajar. Your eyebrows were furrowed into a straight line, eyes slightly widened as your face changed to the hue of roses.

You looked perfect.

So flushed for her and her only. Now she wants that again, and she wants that forever. She knew there was no way this was a coincidence. It was destiny to her.

So she made it her duty to follow you, "coincidently" meeting you in random locations till you were close enough to actually just talk like friends, and eventually, you considered her one.

She was invited to your outings, but she only went for you- acting as if she was happy to be company for your other friends as well.

She'd hesitantly put on a laugh and smile for the sake of being close to you, pretending to care when one of your friends get broken up with- or when one of them gets fired from their job

Fortunately, though, it eventually paid off. Eventually, you had invited her to a day out with just the two of you.

And obviously, she couldn't reject the opportunity.

So she found herself here, sitting on a bench in the middle of the exact same park you first met as you simply enjoy the silence with each other.

She stares at you while you stare at the natural surroundings that greet you in a whimsical trance. The birds sing happily, and the distant disturbing hum of a car makes itself present.

It was explosive, how you quickly slurred out words, but Winter understood. "You see that spot?' You ask, raising a finger to an empty patch on the field with a small smile gracing your lips.

"Yeah?"

"It's where we met," you add, looking at Winter as she just grins. You remembered? You cared enough to pay attention? She just assumed you were so caught up in looking at her that you wouldn't have noticed.

"Yeah, I suppose it is," Winter nodded, looking back over to the patch of grass.

"I prefer this so much more," you happily sighed out, relaxing into the bench's structure as your hands delved deep into your hoodie pockets.

"Prefer what so much more?"

"I prefer this, just hanging out with you and not being in a group twenty-four seven"

To this, Winter silently questioned why, thoughts of all sorts rushing through her already congested mind. "Any particular reason why?" You almost crippled into a ball at her words, but she was eager to know, and her heart got the best of her tongue.

"What do you mean? How could I not enjoy hanging out with the kindest person I know. And on top of that, she's smart and so, so attractive," you goofily smile, earning a small push out of both embarrassment and overall shyness.

"Anyone would be lucky to date you," you almost whisper, frowning slightly to yourself. But Winter caught that, now mirroring your saddened expression with a hollowed heart.

"Why would you think that, Y/n?"

"Because you're this amazing person. You're far too extraordinary to just be some fling or a one-time purpose girlfriend - you're you! You're understanding, you're responsible, you're lovable. Do you understand how hard it is to come across someone like you in this modern society we've constructed? It's like a septillion to one!"

"Y/n?" Winter reached out, holding your wrist to help calm you down.

"I love you!" You suddenly blurt out amongst the waffling of your rambles, causing you to slam your mouth shut, now embarrassed and fearful for the outcome.

However, the outcome was far from what you expected when you saw that same stupid grin again- the one she does without any particular reason.

"I- I"

"You love me?" Winter grumbled, eying you half suspiciously, but she couldn't stop the smokey pink from spreading across her now flushed face.

It seems that Winter was the one to trip and stumble this time, figuratively body slamming you this time with that flushed look.

"You don't have to love me back. That was a mistake"

"No, you said it for a reason, and I refuse to let that slide as some mistake. Y/n, I love you too. I just didn't know how to say it before. And we were always just around your friends"

"Then I'll fix that. If you're uncomfortable, then I'll do more dates like these ones with just us"

"Dates? This is a date"

You hum. "No! I mean, I wouldn't object to the idea at all, but I feel like I could do better than this for a first date, can I show you?"

Ningning

Your first encounter wasn't exactly the most ideal, but it was perfect for Ningning. She felt as if you had stolen her heart when you walked out the shop, committing a crime that she honestly didn't care much about- but that never stopped her from playing cops and robbers with you.

She'd happily gather intel on you, noting it all down as she dreamily stared at you through your open window or from another booth in a café you visit on the regular.

She'd be so far in her state of delusional mind that her quickly developed obsession would stem out into a more physical form. She'd have an "evidence" board with pictures of you pinned up, reasons, and witness statements from herself to "help" her case.

This was either just some wacky fantasy, or she genuinely believed this to keep herself away from the truth of her yandere-like behaviour.

Either way, it wasn't exactly the most efficient way of "gathering intel" so she went undercover as the girl you met just the other week and not this fake cop she's made herself to be.

However, one thing leads to another, and months later, she's found laying on your bed with you. Despite the countless encounters you've both had since that "undercover" mission. She has yet to make any further status updates as all she's been able to think about was how attractive you look no matter the circumstance.

Her feelings had gotten the best of her and the whole "Cop Vs. Criminal" plot had fallen through the floor at this point. Over the course of your time spent together, she's come more and more to terms with her ways, understanding what's happening.

But it's not like she can stop it, she's far past that point, so the only thing she can do is continue to just be your friend. She'd have to sit by your side as you enjoy silly little dates that aren't with her, go on stunning vacations around the world with someone who's not her and grow old with some other person who's not her.

Wait.

She still has a fight in her, though, so why was she thinking these things to herself? Why was she suddenly so defeated in the name of love- something she feels so strongly about?

Maybe it was the way you complained about love, like it would never come your way, like Ningning hadn't in front of you this whole time?

Whatever it was, it was diminishing her own perspective- and her ability to push through a tough crowd because she knew you'd never feel the same- even if she had kidnapped you and forced you to at least try and love her.

"Do you love anyone?"

Ningning choked on her pringles, eyes tightly closing as she coughed furiously into her fisted palm.

Does she love anyone?

When your hand made contact with her back, she felt that same shock of ecstatic she normally does as you try your hardest to fix the issue you have created. After some time, her coughing subsides, and the only thing left between you is the haunting word of "love"

"Do I love someone?" Ningning asked, almost unsure if her ears were deceiving her, but your nod told her enough. "I uhm.." she hesitated, scared to reveal anymore than she already had, thinking back to her makeshift evidence board and old high-school files she had stolen.

Now love just seems like too vague of a word… obsessed is a better suited pick.

"I do," her voice was meek out of fear as she searched your eyes, throat scratched and burning from the choke you unwillingly placed upon her.

One eyebrow rose above the other as a grin quickly spread its way across your face, your look almost demanding "Who"

"I'm not telling you that!" she laughed, still eyeing you cautiously in fear of exposing herself. "Do you have a crush, Y/n?"

"I do indeed" your grin only seems to widen as a pit suddenly spawns inside of Ningnings stomach. "I have an idea! If you tell me yours, I'll tell you mine?"

"No way!" You roll your eyes at the girl, shaking your head as your grin slips away. "How about you tell me yours, then I'll tell you mine," Ningning requested, flipping the entirety of your offer to benefit and favour her.

You hummed. And then you spoke.

"Sure, why not?" You shrugged, leaning in closer to the smaller girl, leaving an excruciatingly painful gap between you both.

"Ningning"

"Yeah?"

"I love you"

Ningning tensed up like a cat in fear, her back stiffened, and her eyes locked onto your own as the words bounced around inside of her head. "You love me?" She repeated, sounding unsure before repeating it again and again until the words just felt natural and light upon her tongue.

"Is this real?"

You only laughed, smacking her shoulder lightly "one hundred and one percent." You smiled as Ningning only swooned, giving you a quick peck on the lips.

"I love you too!"

[sorryitsvex]

ODD NUMBER//

Chapter 3: Delulu

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[ningvory]

payment methods — ning yizhuo

CW: noncon, landlord gp!ning, reader has a boyfriend but ning doesn’t care, darcyphilia, power imbalance, creampie, cumming inside, squirting, ning has a thing for pretty girls, crybaby reader, ning’s lowk a perv and she REALLY hates readers bf, lowk yandere vibes from ning, tummy buldge, breeding kink, nipple play

word count: 839 words

anon ask? yes!

this is very noncon so pleaseeeee read with caution!!

ningning knows this is wrong, she’s a business woman and she should really evict you and your bitchass boyfriend from your apartment. it’s been multiple time that your rent payment had been late.

even her friend, karina warns her that her weakness for pretty girls would soon get her in serious trouble. but she honestly can’t help herself! the way you plead to her with tears threatening to fall, telling her to give you a few more days and that you promise you’ll pay the rent, while wearing shorts that are far too short. she can’t help but think about ways to corrupt you.

so, here she is infront of your apartment door once more, waiting for you to open the door.

once you open it, your eyes almsot automatically begin tearing up and mouth opening to speak but she beats you to it, “y’know, there’s other ways you can pay me,” she says. eyes dark and slowly walking closer to you.

you don’t understand what she means by that so you just look at her shockingly, “really? i-ill do anything i swear!” you babble out. you’re so naive it has her chuckling.

too innocent that you let her lock your door and she’s immediately pouncing on you, pushing you to the wall and pinning you there while grinding her already hardened cock into your ass.

“w-wait—i didn’t mean this!” you sob, desperately trying to free yourself from her grip but that does nothing but push your ass into her even more.

“i’m being nice and offering you another option, take it.” she mutters, making whimpers fall from your mouth.

your lips began to quiver and you let your tears ruin your face when you felt her hands slide up under your oversized shirt to grope your tits.

“no bra? tch, you’re basically asking for someone to fuck you, pretty.” she mutters, before diving in the crook of your neck to suck your neck.

she began to suck on your neck, taking a deep breath of your scent before moaning. she ran her hand under your shirt to grope at your tits. squeezing them before pinching your nipples, making you whimper at the stinging pain.

“n-ning—it—hurts,” you whine out between sniffles wanting her to stop tormenting your tits.

“oh don’t cry, baby, it’ll be over quicker if you cooperate.” she slides her hand down to remove your shorts and panties and unbuttoning her pants before removing her boxers, revealing her hardened cock leaking with precum.

you let out a unintended gasp when she pulls your hips back to meet her cock, pushing into your tight cunt with a whimper from the tightness.

“w-wait—stop! d-don’t wan’ it.” you cry and try to run away from the feeling of her cock bullying her way inside you.

but oh, ning doesn’t care what you want, she’s gripping onto your waist to hold you in place before pounding deliberately into you.

“you d-dont wan’ it? so whys your cunt squeezing me so well then?” her words are a bit slurred and she’s struggling to keep her pace.

“n-no! i’m-i’m serious! a-and what—if—what if he comes back?” you ask her, referring to your boyfriend. you try and put up a fight that you know you’ll loose, you’re trying to twist and squirm your way free but to no avail, causing her to growl in your ear, “fuck—him, he doesn’t—fuck!—deserve you anyways. you’re fucking mine. g’na mark you up so everyone can see who you—fucking belong to,” her mind is hazy and she’s struggling to make a full coherent sentence. nothing but the thought of breeding you in her mind.

she’s fucking into you wildly, chanting, ‘you’re mine, g’na fill you up’ repeatedly making you moan and drool all over yourself at the feeling of her big dick pumping into you.

her saying how she’s gonna fill you up with her cum as your cunt squirting all over her and the floor. but she continues to fuck you through it.

“please don’t come inside,” you protest, but your cunt is saying the opposite, your dripping cunny is suffocating her cock, making her whine and pump into you quicker and sloppier. she moans one last time before pushing her cock all the way in and holding your hips in place. thick ropes of her warm cum start spilling into your cunt.

the overstimulation and her cum painting your insides white causes your body to shake. you think it’s over when she pulls out a little but she starts her abuse on your cum filled cunny once more. you choke back a moan, “n-no—” you cry from the sensation, her cum began to leak out a little from her pumping herself once more into your cunt.

“sorry pretty.” she coo’s before pressing down on your tummy bulge, “gotta make sure nothing goes to waste,” she adds on. you’re too far gone to even realize what she’s saying so you dumbly nod at her words, letting her use your weak body as she pleases.

[luvyeni]

( SPOOKTOBER ) don't leave me ! 🦇 一 닝닝 ՞

𝓟 airings. yandere!ningning x fem!reader wc. 0.7k

🕸️◞ WARNINGS. crazy ningning, another morally fucked reader story, murder, blood, fingering, dirty talk, nipple play

「 ♱ authors note 」 my other girl crush for day 7 !! probably one of my favorites <3

everyone told you just how crazy yizhuo actually was; how dangerous she actually was , but you thought they were just being dramatic; that she was harmless — then a girl made the mistake of asking for your number and you soon found out about her true nature. thankfully, that girl only came out with a broken nose and a few scratches; she was one of the lucky ones, some of them weren't so lucky.

breaking up with ningning wasn't a easy thing to do, you tried a few times, but it always ended in two ways; one , she would go a blind rampage it ended in two deaths — no one knew she did it , but you did , she showed up to your apartment , covered in blood , she was out of it , crying begging you to take her back. you knew you should've called the police , but she looks so helpless, and the girl always had a way to get to into you , and that's why you took her back every time, regardless of what she did.

“ningning?” you opened the door; it had been 2 weeks since you saw her last , when you broke up with her for the “final” time. “i told you we were over , ning , i can't go through this again.” you looked up at you , her eyes red from crying. “ning.” you said. “i-i did it again.” showing you her blood soaked hands. “i made a mistake.” she said. “wh-who was it?” you asked. “your date from last week.” you pulled her into your apartment. “what are you talking about?”

“i-i followed you , and i saw you with her and kissing her , it just made me so angry.” she gritted through her teeth. “so i followed her , and i killed her , and i came here because they're gonna find me and im gonna go to jail.” she was full on sobbing now. “hey , hey ningning.” you grabbed her face. “you won't go to jail , i promise okay?” she nodded. “i’ll protect you okay?”

and here you were again , cleaning the blood off the girls hands and face , telling her everything will be okay , and it won't get back to her; how she wasn't a monster , even when you knew it wasn’t true , she was a monster , a killer — and you've let her into your home once more. “you can't keep doing this yizhuo.”

she laid in your arms , you finally got her to calm down. “you've killed too many people , it will start to catch up to you , and then i won't be able to help you.” you said. “then stay with me.” she said. “you keep me ground, i don't hurt people when you're around.” she said , her hand that was on your stomach , working it's way into your shorts. “nings.” you sighed feeling her lips on your neck. “please yn.” she begged in your ear. “i love you so much.” her hands now in yours shorts , cupping your mound. “please don't leave me.”

“n-ning.” you moaned as she rubbed you through your panties. “tell me you love yn.” she said , moving your panties to the side. “please tell me you love me.” her fingers running up your folds. “i-i love you nings.” you moaned as her fingers slipped inside you. “you're all mines right?” she said. “ye-yes.” you moaned , falling for her trap once again. “I'm all yours.”

her fingers curled up inside you , grazing your g-spot , she pulled you into a kiss , the same hands she used to kill , stuffed inside you; the hands you just cleaned the blood off of , toying with your nipples. “im gonna cum.” she nodded , moaning into your neck. “please cum for me yn.” she whined , like she was getting pleasure from fingering you. “cum for me and only me.” you gasped , hold her wrist as you came on her fingers , shaking around her. “that's it , cum only for me.”

she removed her hand from your shorts , reaching over onto your nightstand , grabbing your wand. “ning , stop.” she shushed you , climbing on top of you. “let me take care of you.” she said. “please.” you nodded , pulling your pants down along with your panties , pressing the vibrator against your clit. “fuck ning.” you moaned. “just let me take care of you.” she said. “all you have to do is stay with me.” she pressed down harder.

“just stay with me please.”

©LUVYENI

[enhas-pov]

can you make heeseung one but LONGERRR PLSSS MAKE IT SERIES

my stalker

summary: lee heeseung has been obsessing over reader ever since he first saw her. he wants her all to himself, but how is that gonna be possible when she has no idea of who he is.

warnings: stalking, yandere behavior, obsessive behavior, secret photography, kidnapping, fake rumors, unwanted touching, unwanted gifts, property damage, drugging, being followed, etc.

word count: 3.2k

note: i’m pretty uninspired but i’ll try my best to make it into a series and make each part as long as i can:(

pt.2

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lee heeseung had never really paid attention to any girl before. being in a relationship was the last thing on his mind. he thought it sounded ridiculous. being in love? not his thing. well that was until he found out about, ___. she was the prettiest girl he had ever laid his eyes on. she was perfect in every single way, almost like she wasn’t even real. he couldn’t believe it, had he actually caught feelings for someone? he had never felt this way before. is this what love felt like? it was the best thing he had ever felt. there was one small problem about all of this tho. ___ didn’t know who heeseung was. she didn’t know anything about him, not a single thing. heeseung on the other hand knew everything about her. he had spent his whole life following her and watching every move she made. she was all he could ever think about. heeseung wasn’t gonna give up until she was his.

“ningning. i already told you, i’m not going” i walked out of class along with the other students and my best friend, ningning. “come on! everyone’s going, why aren’t you?” she was begging me to go with her to a party that this guy yeonjun was throwing. i honestly just couldn’t be bothered to go. “i simply don’t feel like going” ningning let out a groan before crossing her arms. “fine. i’ll just go by myself, all alone..” she was obviously trying to make me feel bad about not going, but it wasn’t working. “have fun” i said, walking away from her so i could get to my locker. “you’re such a party pooper!” i heard her say as i walked away. when i reached my locker, i unlocked it and reached inside to grab my books before i noticed something had fallen out. i crouch down to pick up whatever it was. when i took a closer look at it, i realized it was a note from someone anonymous. “i hope you like my gift. it shines as beautifully as your eyes do” huh? i take a look inside my locker and spot a jewelry box. i took it out and looked at it for a few seconds out of curiosity before opening it. it revealed a really pretty diamond necklace. i was both confused and shocked. who bought me this necklace? and why would they buy it in the first place? it kinda made me feel uncomfortable, and i didn’t like that feeling at all. i closed the jewelry box and grabbed the note that came along with it, i then walked over to a trash can and threw both of them in it. i shrugged it off and walked to my next class.

little did ___ know, heeseung was stood right there in the corner watching her. what was she gonna do? was she gonna put the necklace on, would she put it in her purse, place it back in her locker? nope. none of those. she threw it away. heeseung felt himself fill up with rage, why would she do that? he spent a lot of money on that necklace just for her. it was supposed to be a special gift but she didn’t appreciate it. now, heeseung didn’t want to hurt ___. but she had just hurt him, so now she’ll get that same energy returned back to her.

i decided to walk home from school today, the weather was nice so why not. the second i caught the view of my house, i was left in shock. what had happened? the window to my living room was smashed, like someone threw a rock or something. i met my mom the second i stepped foot inside, and she looked really worried. “mom? what happened to our window?” she was on a phone call, and i noticed shortly after that it was the police she was talking to. “excuse me, my daughter just got home” she pulled the phone away from her ear so she could explain to me what had happened. “i was in the kitchen making dinner when i heard the sound of glass breaking. i rushed to the living room and saw this guy with a baseball bat running away. it was really odd, i’m glad you were at school when it happened” she put her phone back up to her ear as she continued talking to the police. i was really confused. i didn’t know why anyone would do that, especially to us. we hadn’t done anything. my mom was right, it was really odd.

i let out a big yawn when i walked into school. i didn’t get much sleep after what had happened. i was kinda scared it would happen again while i was sleeping, but thankfully it didn’t. “___, where have you been?” ningning came out of nowhere, grabbed me by my arm and dragged me to a corner. “sorry. i was too tired to get up on time-“⠀ ⠀ “well, while you got your extra 5 minutes of sleep, everyone here has been talking about you. and it’s not good” what was she talking about? why were people talking about me, and what were they saying? “i’m confused, explain” ningning bit down on her lip. it was like a part of her didn’t want to tell me. “well.. you know how you didn’t want to go to yeonjun’s party?” this can’t be good. “yes..?” she let out a big sigh before she finally told me what everyone had been saying about me. “people are saying it’s because you’re a whore whose fucked not just him, but his four other friends as well. and they’re not denying it either” sorry, what? “that’s the dumbest shit i’ve ever heard. i’m literally a virgin. and i don’t know yeonjun, or his friends!” this rumor was definitely gonna ruin my life, and i didn’t feel like sticking around to watch it happen. “i’m just gonna go home. text me” ningning replied with a simple ‘okay’ before i turned around and left. as i was making my way out of school, i could feel everyone’s eyes on me. they were all judging me and i have never felt more embarrassed in my life.

i was now laying in my bed, scrolling through random messages i had gotten from people around my school. they were all making fun of me for being a “whore” which i was not. whatever. i blocked every single one of them and finally felt better, until i got a phone call from no caller id. i figured it was someone from my school, so i declined it. i felt fine again until my phone started ringing. “no caller id” who was this person? and why couldn’t they just leave me alone for gods sake. declined again. i was gonna put my phone down before i heard that annoying ringing tone again. that’s it. i accepted the call and put the phone up to my ear. “i don’t know who this is, but calling me from no caller id is really creepy. do you not have anything better to do? those rumors are not true, now leave me alone!” i was about to hang up before i heard a guy’s voice from the other line. “calm down, pretty” his voice sounded different from other guys. it made me feel uneasy. “who is this?” when i questioned him, i heard him chuckle which made a chill run down my spine. “the guy who smashed your window and made up those rumors about you” what the hell? was this guy serious? this was really starting to scare me, but i couldn’t show that i feared him. “why did you do those things..?” i could feel my hands starting to shake. i swear i had goosebumps all over my arms. “because you threw away the necklace i got you. it really hurt my feelings, you know?” he did all of those things because of the necklace? i wouldn’t have thrown it away if i knew this would happen. “i’m sorry for throwing away the necklace. it kinda creeped me out. i don’t know who you are” i tried to be as calm as i could, i didn’t want to start freaking out. this guy was capable of doing a lot so i didn’t want to risk anything. “i accept your apology. and as for my identity, i like the fact that you have no idea who i am. it makes this a lot more interesting and fun, no?” interesting and fun? i’d say the complete opposite of that. “well, i’d really like to know more about you” maybe if i started being nice i could get on his good side, and he could stop the rumors. “i bet you do. it was nice talking to you, pretty. i’ll see you soon” and then he hung up. why did he keep on calling me pretty? it was weird how he had a nickname for me. but it was even weirder how he was the one to had done all of those things.

her voice was beautiful. heeseung loved the way he felt when he heard the sound of her voice. it was his first time talking to her and he couldn’t wait any longer. he needed her, he needed to have her all to himself. he looked up at all of the pictures he had of her on his wall. whenever he followed her, he would bring a camera and take pictures of her. oh it was his favorite thing to do. he absolutely loved it. the pictures he loved the most were the ones he took of her when she was changing out of her clothes. he thought she looked so cute in her tiny little pink panties, and that laced bra that held her boobs perfectly. he wanted to touch her so bad, to feel every inch of her body. the thought of it made him excited. he had so many plans for them made.

i haven’t been to school in a few days due to the rumors. i’ve been talking to ningning of course, but i couldn’t stop thinking about that phone call i had with that guy. i wanted to know who he was so bad. why did he even get me that necklace? that obviously means he has a thing for me, right? but why? i can recognize anyone by their voice, and i sure as hell didn’t recognize him. how can he like someone who has no idea of who he is? i’m weirded out by this whole situation. i wanted to tell ningning, my mom, and obviously the cops but it didn’t feel safe. i was scared of what that guy would do if i did, so i decided not to tell anyone about it. i felt extremely bored tho. i didn’t like sitting in my room all day, i needed some fresh air. it was already dark outside but i didn’t mind. i really enjoy going on night walks. i made my way downstairs before putting on my sneakers and heading out. i was still wearing my pajamas, i didn’t think it was a problem since i’d probably end up walking for like 5 minutes before turning back. i found comfort in the silence and nature, but as i made my way down this dark pathway i started feeling weird, like i was being watched or maybe even followed. no, i was definitely being paranoid. it’s late at night and i’m on my own so of course those thoughts will start taking over. i quickly turned around when i heard the sound of footsteps that weren’t mine, this was really starting to creep me out. i could barley see anything due to the darkness, i was now sure that i wasn’t on my own. i wanted to turn around and go back home, but i heard the footsteps coming from behind me so i couldn’t. i decided to walk faster and further down the pathway, i didn’t know where it would lead me since i had never been here before, but i was willing to take the chance. i was hoping i misheard and that there were no footsteps, but when i heard them again and this time closer to me, i panicked and instead started running. i felt myself getting out of breath, i needed to stop running. i looked behind me and saw absolutely no one. i stopped running and took a few seconds to catch my breath. “you’re a fast runner” i jumped at the sound of a guy’s voice. i turned around to see a tall figure standing over me, i felt extremely terrified at that moment. but wait, his voice. i’ve heard it before. who’s voice was it? … it can’t be. before i got the chance to start screaming for help, my mouth was quickly covered with a cloth by the guy. i yelped into the cloth and tried to get away from him by pushing at his chest, but i felt myself getting tired out of nowhere. “shh. don’t be scared, pretty” i could feel him wrap his arm around my waist and pull me closer to him, and before i knew it.. i had lost consciousness.

finally, heeseung thought to himself. she was right there, unconscious in his arms. she looked so pretty like this, weak and helpless. he removed the cloth from her mouth and placed it in his pocket, he then lifted her chin up so he could get a better look at her. “what a beauty..” he couldn’t hold back, he needed to feel her. even if it was just for a second. he leaned in closer, and the second his lips touched hers, he moaned into her mouth. he pulled away after he had felt his lips on hers, that was all he needed for now. he had one arm around her waist and brought the other one under her legs so he could lift her up. he walked all the way over to his car before opening the trunk and slowly placing her down. he took a moment to admire her beauty before placing a kiss on her forehead. he closed the trunk and got into the driver’s seat. she was finally his.

my back felt extremely uncomfortable. i blinked a few times before i was finally able to fully open my eyes. i was laying on the cold hard floor, no wonder my back was hurting. i looked around and saw nothing familiar, where was i? i tried standing up, but my legs felt numb. i remained sat on the floor while i was looking around trying to figure out where i was. how did i even get here? i don’t remember anything. maybe this is all just a dream- i turned around when i heard the sound of a door creaking, i watched this tall unfamiliar guy walk in. i could barley see his face. “look who’s finally awake” he crouched down in front of me, but i moved backwards until i felt my back hit the wall. i was scared of him, i didn’t know who this random guy was. did he put me in here? he chuckled before he moved closer to me. “are you scared of me?” he leaned down until his lips were almost touching mine. i lied and shook my head. he hummed while he brought his hand up to put a strand of hair behind my ear that was in front of my face. “you’re lying” he said, his eyes looking right into mine. his eyes alone were intimidating. i shook my head once again, no words leaving my mouth. he tilted his head slightly. his eyes looked away from mine, he was now looking down at something. but what? i followed his eyes and noticed how he was staring down at my chest. i quickly covered myself with my hand which made him look back up at me. “it’s okay. you don’t have to be shy around me” he grabbed my hand and forcefully removed it so that my chest was revealed to him again. i saw him biting his lip, and the sight of it made me sick. “please-“ that was the first word that came out of my mouth. i watched him furrow his eyebrows at me. “please don’t do anything to me..” a smile appeared on his face. what was he smiling about? “i’m sorry, pretty. you’re too good for me to resist” i gasped when i felt his cold hand sneak up from under my shirt. he grabbed my boob and squeezed it before he pinched at my nipple. i whimpered at the pain, but he seemed to like that. “shit. make that sound again” i shook my head. he was a disgusting pervert, i wasn’t going to listen to him. “no?” he questioned, removing his hand from underneath my shirt. “no” i mumbled. he didn’t say anything, he just leaned down and hid his face in the crook of my neck.

i was confused until i felt him placing small kisses down my neck. i felt his hand traveling down to my thigh and squeezing it. i felt like this was going somewhere, and since i had never experienced anything like that i needed to stop him. “i’ve never been with anyone before..” i blurted out. he stopped kissing my neck and lifted his head up to look at me. “i know” he said. he knows? how does he know? “i’ll go easy on you. don’t worry” he leaned in, his face getting closer to mine. was he gonna kiss me? i quickly turned my head so that his lips missed mine, but he didn’t seem too happy about that. he grabbed me by my chin and forced me to look at him. “don’t resist me. i wouldn’t want to hurt you” before i could react, he forcefully smashed his lips onto mine. i felt his tongue enter my mouth, i had never kissed anyone like this before. but since i didn’t want him to hurt me, i was forced to kiss him back even tho i didn’t know how to. when he finally pulled away to catch his breath, there was a smile on his lips. “i advise you to listen to me and do what i say. if you don’t, i’ll get angry. and i do bad things when i’m angry” his hand was still holding my chin while he was looking at me. “okay?” he asked, raising his eyebrows at me. i nodded which made him remove the grip he had on my chin. he got back up on his feet and was now looking down at me. “unfortunately, i can’t trust you yet. you’ll still have to stay down here until i can” how long was he gonna keep me here for? i didn’t like the thought of being left here on my own. i just want to go home. “you can’t stay down here with me..?” i asked in a shaky voice. he smiled down at me, “as much as i’d love to, i’ve got plans for us to make”

[linos-luna]

Hi i would like to request a yandere Chan or Felix fic to a female reader always carrying around a stuffed animal. She can't go anywhere without it. And if you take it she won't stop crying.

Sounds good ☺️

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“Where are you going, Babydoll?” ❣️🔪

Yandere!Felix x Fem!Reader

(Pt. 1) (Pt. 2)

Warnings: 18+, yandere, mention of trauma, some smut, fingering, manipulation

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Carrying around a stuffed animal wasn’t that odd to people that knew you. You’ve dealt with trauma growing up and this caused to have some regressive tendencies as a coping mechanism. Of course this made you susceptible to other forms of pain and manipulation.

At first Felix thought it was odd and a bit annoying. He hated how attached you were to it and felt like you loved it more than him. But he soon realized how it could be used to his advantage.

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“Yeah Ning, I’m on my way.” You replied as you were grabbing your purse. “Give me 20 minutes.”

You were on the phone with your best friend and had been planning on going out for a while now. Your birthday was in less than a week and your friend wanted to hang out and get something nice for you at the mall.

You took one last look at yourself in the mirror, fixing your hair to your liking and putting on your favorite jewelry. Once ready, you grabbed your plushie and started heading out, passing your boyfriend in the living room.

“Bye Lixie, I’ll see you later.”

Felix was watching tv and stood up quickly when noticing you head towards the door.

“Whoa, hey!” Where are you going, babydoll?”

“I’m going out with Ningning. For my birthday.” You replied, looking down at your shoes.

“I never said you could go…” Felix said with his arms crossed.

“But it’s with my best friend-…”

“I don’t care!” Felix snapped at you.

She’s one of my only friends!” You said, now frustrated. “The only one I still have left since we started dating!”

Felix was surprised by your sudden confidence but then remembered something when looking at what you were gripping.

“Fine…” he said calmly while suddenly snatching your plushie. “Then you can’t bring this.”

“Lixie!” You cried out in a panic. “Give him back!”

“No.” Felix shook his head and smiled. “You think you’re such a big girl now? Thinking you can talk back to me? Then you don’t need this.”

You were practically shaking at this point and tears streaming down your cheeks.

“N-no! Lixie!!” You cried and kept reaching for it.

Felix ignored you and started walking away, causing you to sob and follow him to the kitchen. He then put the plush on a high cabinet you couldn’t reach.

“Sweetheart… go out with your friend.” He said casually. “You’re a big girl, right?”

You continued sobbing and shaking your head, barely able to speak.

Felix went back to the living room, smiling to himself, knowing that you weren’t going to leave now.

You followed him and continued crying. “Lixie! Give him back!”

Felix only ignored you and was looking on his phone.

“L-Lixie! I’m not a big girl!” You sobbed as you fell to your knees in front of him. “I’m not a big girl lixie! I need him!”

“You need him?” Felix said raising his brow. “Who else do you need?”

“I need you!! I need you too!” You continued crying, now holding onto his legs and crying into his lap. “I’m not a big girl! I’m not a big girl!”

Felix was satisfied and got up, taking your hand as he made his way to the kitchen.

You were wiping your tears with your arm, your makeup obviously messed up and smudged by your crying.

Felix grabbed your plushie from the cabinet and held it in front of you, holding it back when you reached for it.

“You’re not going out right? You’re staying here?”

“Y-yes, I’m staying here…” you nodded.

“Because…?” He continued, wiping your tears with his sleeve.

“B-because… I’m… im….”

“… Because you’re not a big girl” he said, tilting his head. “You’re just my baby”

“Y-yes, I’m… I’m your baby…” you nodded.

Felix gave you the plush back and you were quick to hold it tight.

“Come ‘ere…” he said, opening his arms.

You went into his embrace and he lifted you up, taking you to the couch. He sat you down and started taking off your shoes. He then took off your earrings and used a tissue to wipe away your smudged makeup.

He kissed your hand, then softly kissed your lips. Afterwards he stepped back to look at you.

Your cheeks were flushed and lips rosy from crying, and your eyes still a bit puffy.

He had you sit on his lap as he continued watching tv and you laid back, in and out of sleep as you were a bit tired, holding onto your plush with one hand.

Once asleep, Felix couldn’t help himself. He was a little hard from when you were moving on his lap and he had his hand under your skirt , rubbing you over your panties. He then went under your panties and started fingering you, rubbing your clit and inserting a finger in your wet pussy. This caused you to shift a little and moan but you didn’t wake.

He was interrupted by your phone buzzing in your purse next to him. He reached over to grab it and smiled when seeing your friend’s name there.

“Hello?” Felix answered with a smile, trying not to be too loud.

“Hello? Y/n?” She answered

“No it’s me, Felix. What do you want, Ningning?”

“Uhm… me and y/n were supposed to go out today… where is she…?” She replied, now confused.

“Oh she’s not going.” Felix replied.

“What-?”

“She can’t go out with you.” He interrupted. “You shouldn’t be talking to her anyways. You’re a bad influence.”

“Excuse me?!” Ningning yelled back.

“Quiet down…” he hushed her. “She’s sleeping… and I’m taking care of her….” He inserted a second finger into you and slowly moved in and out, making you moan lightly in your sleep, putting the phone close enough for your friend to hear.

“You’re disgusting!” She yelled. “I’m the bad influence?! That’s you! I knew she should’ve never-…!”

“Bye”

He hung up before she could finish the sentence and chuckled to himself as he continued fingering you.

“Hope you’re having a good rest, doll…”

Meanwhile, your friend was on her way. She was couldn’t allow this. She knows how susceptible you are to manipulation and she wasn’t going to let this man control you. She needed to get you out…

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Ko-fi

[dollfacedsl1ut]

Content warning : g!p ning, forced breeding, non consensual recording and videos, noncon, gullible reader, obsessed ningning ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;) 

a/n : just a mini (idk what to call this😭) abt ning as a obsessed yandere like bestie..I wanna make this into a series or smth idk

PervyBestie! Ningning that glances under your skirt/dress when you bend over to pick something up

PervyBestie! Ningning that touches herself to secretly recorded videos she took of you changing and showering °◠°

PervyBestie! Ningning that has a folder of naked pictures of you

Pervybestie! Ningning that puts her ear to your door when you’re having your late night masturbation sessions

PervyBestie! Ningning that sneaks into your room whilst your sleeping to take pictures of you

And PervyBestie! Ningning that eventually pounces on you when you guys are alone, she rips the buttons off your blouse trying to see your tits no matter how much you try to pry her off she just wants to see you (ಡ᎔ಡ) feeling your resistance just turns her on more, she unzips your skirt and yanks down your panties seeing your puffy cunt gets her cock rock hard your disheveled state at her mercy she pulled her cock out from under her skirt plunging it inside your cunt ( ｡ •̀ ᴖ •́ ｡) she just wants to know what you feel like around her she just loves you to much to stop now her quick thrusts into your cunt as she leaves bruises on your hips finishing off inside your cunt and, pulling out she watches as her cum leaks out your pussy, she didn’t care if you released yet she just wanted to fulfill her fantasies with you and your pleasure wasn’t included…. (·•᷄∩•᷅ )

[jayniks]

Hii guys, i'm so sorry for my inactivity, someone stole my acc and changed my password, I don't know why tumblr didn't notify me so i had to do everything manually. That person deleted all of my drafts and a few things more, but i'm back :b

I'll post more fics these next weeks, i swear 🥺 here are some of the fics i-had-to-re-do in the drafts:

1. Sex note chapter 3 & 4. (Smut)

2. Jiung losing his virginity to reader. (Smut)

3. Drunk!ningning x reader. (Fluff, cómic, and a bit of angst)

4. Stalker!Niki x reader. (Yandere, suggestive, fluff, angst)

5. OlderBrother!Sunghoon. (Fluff, angst, and sunghoon being a pain in the ass)

[aebeism]

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welcome darlings, i'm an '05 liner, you can talk to me in eng/vie, INTJ-T, lesbian, my pronouns are she/her. a very unserious writer who barely have any motivation to write so you know you can't trust me at all <3. know more about me. i take requests, and in this blog i write for :

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what you can request : fluff, angst, smut (very selective), suggestive theme, headcanons, drabbles, yandere themes, platonic relationships.

i won't write : incest (stepcest is an exception), g!p, rape, sexual assault, abuse, male reader scenarios.

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[stuslover]

aceito pedido somente para os personagens mencionados nesse post. caso eu me interesse por novos irei adicionar a lista, pra mais detalhes verifique a masterlist.

as atualizações podem demorar dependendo, eu escrevo como hobby e não pretendo me comprometer 100℅ com esse blog.

nada nesse blog deve ser romantizado. escrevo majoritariamente para fandoms de filmes de terror, há muito dark romance envolvido e isso não deve ser romantizado. haverão avisos quando o conteúdo for mais pesado ou nsfw.

não escrevo pra shipps, apenas poly.

não escrevo nada envolvendo abo, embora possa escrever sobre alguma au de vez em quando, como yandere e etc.

escrevo principalmente para PÂNICO (confira os personagens em questão na masterlist); também escrevo para SAW (apenas adam, lawrence, hoffman, lynn e a amanda), BARBIE 2023 (apenas margot robbie!barbie e ryan gosling!ken), FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDIES (apenas william afton)

em relação a séries e programas de televisão eu escrevo para BROOKLYN NINE NINE (apenas para jake peralta), THE GOOD PLACE (apenas jason mendoza) e THE BIG BANG THEORY (todo o elenco principal + stuart).

também escrevo para grupos de kpop, exclusivamente grupos femininos, porém raramente. escrevo para TWICE, RED VELVET e AESPA (menos a ningning)

NÃO ESCREVO PARA NENHUM BOYGROUP

por enquanto é isso. obrigada por ler </3

[b000mbayah]

Hii I love your yandere writings! Can I please request yandere aespa's reaction to s/o killing or hurting someone for them out of jealousy?

-🎀 (if emoji isn't taken yet 💗)

Yandere!Aespa reaction to their S/O killing someone for them out of jealousy

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Word count: 2,217

Warnings: murder, blood, self identity crisis

A/n: Hiii, thank you for your support 🎀 anon!! I chose the murder/killing route for a more permanent effect on the lovely girls of aespa. I hope that's okay 😅

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The very last words that you utter in your entire life, right before you die, are pretty telling, no? What you say on your deathbed, or if you know you're going to die- you'll always be searching, searching for someone you know so you can tell them that you love and appreciate them before you succumb to your inevitable demise…

It all has an impact.

You knew that, the world knew that, so there were laws set in place.

In 1752, the Act for 'better preventing horrid crime of murder' was passed into the law system after swiftly moving through Commons and the Lords and receiving royal assent from the monarch themselves.

And that was one country alone.

Several other countries have since created the term of criminal offence and justice as buildings like law firms, prisons, courts, and far more were built on a regular basis.

Crime rates dropped significantly around most of the world, and with a world developing at the fastest it has ever been, murder is next to impossible to get away with…

And yet, you still climbed through those restrictions and laws to make such a bold point.

It was unintentional- or so you told yourself- but deep down you know a part of you has malicious intentions, that you had secretly and unknowingly wanted to do this to the female who had caused you great frustration.

The woman had bought your girlfriend a drink, just one drink, but soon that one drink turned into two drinks, then three, and all of a sudden she was a whole new person- except not really.

She had the same problematic and cocky look in her eyes when she took her seat next to your girlfriend as she did when you pulled her out of it.

But now that look was diminished, almost banished from her eyes as she looked up at you with a coldness, her eyes coaxed in a fixed frosty numbness, gone grey and aged apparent with apathy. There was no love left in those eyes, not even fear or regret, but only a growing extermination.

You felt almost as if this was the arrival of the zombie apocalypse, and you dread the lack of pre-warning and preparing from the occasion because it happened all too fast. You quickly began to fear the unrealistic possibility of her subconscious eyes staring back at you with a mind still manufacturing thoughts behind them, and thought the living had all grown quite mad with themselves and the judgmental society.

She would be right too- her zombified mind that would serve no real purpose- and it's drilling nightmares into your skull already. The educational advantages she could then have over you is jarring, but maybe you were just overreacting.

I mean- the delusions had caught up to you. As someone who's never committed such a violation in their life, surely you were bound to find some emotions within yourself.

It was apparent, however, that you lacked guilt, responsibility and even a genuine care for what you've done. Only a makeshift of impossible thoughts play on repeat.

You're not quite sure how long you had been staring into her already half sunken eyes when the sound of steady footsteps sunk in.

You hadn't had enough time to dispose of the body, or to clean her of your fingerprints, or to mentally prepare yourself, or to-, or to-

Karina

"Y/n?"

Your blood ran cold. The loving voice of someone all too familiar turned daunting as it called out your name. You could hear it, your ears hyper fixated on it as it bounces from one black bag full of unknowing trash to the next. It echoed down the narrow walls of the alley. It rippled your mindset.

"K-karina" you so stupidly called back, your tongue freezing as a stalemate claws at your gone dry throat.

"What are you doing down here… Oh?" Shamefully, you turned your head to the voice. You could feel your heart rate skyrocket in comparison to before you were caught red handed- quite literally. Your head spun, and your vision dotted with various shades of black as you began to wobble on the spot.

Karina- having noticed this- carefully made her way over to you, a grin quickly growing on her face as she moves her hands to stabilise you, ensuring you stay standing.

"You murdered her, right?" At her words, all you could do was let out a sudden sob of regret, your head turning to your feet.

You could feel Karina pull you closer. She didn't intentionally mean to make you sob. She didn't mean to make you feel worse. Karina only wanted to confirm that you were the culprit and that some stranger hadn't just handed the crime off to you.

"I did! I did, Karina! I did, I'm a horrible person," you shook, your limbs vibrating with an uncertain fear.

"No, you're not," she breathed, placing a gentle kiss along your hairline. "You're not a horrible person. You did what you had to do to keep what was yours"

"At the cost of a life-"

"Hey-" Karina whispers, her hands cradling the sides of your face. "It was you or her. I'm glad it was you who won"

"I guess…" You frown into her hold, eyes growing saggy under the impression of your impending tears.

"Please don't cry, how about we go home and I'll deal with this later? I promise nothing will happen to you, or me"

"You promise?" You look up at her through glassy eyes, your vision having grown hazed in the span of her reassuring.

"Pinky promise"

Giselle

Her brain had stuttered for a moment, her eyes relying on the dingy light that ricochets from one cracked brick wall to the next graffitied one. Her eyes took in everything. The blood. The body.

You.

At the cost of her heart nagging, her brain finally catches up. It’s almost as if she had rebooted herself. Eyes of plentiful confusion had seemingly now evolved into a stance of understanding, an understanding that has her every pulse buzzing with a haywired hazed.

It's like a splash of refreshing cold water to her face as she takes another step, completely unsheathing herself for you to bask upon. However, your face only remained stoic, and your shoulders squared back. Your eyebrows were tensed, and your lips straight as you locked eyes, your own ones going glassy almost immediately.

But still… you remained stoic…

Giselle watched you tentatively with a challenging gaze, her eyes sizing you up and down like you were her opponent instead of her lover- and she knew she wanted the latter far more.

Eventually, your arm shook with a sporadic violence, your limb spiralling with limited control as if you were to lash out again. Your hand clasped your weapon with a trembling grasp, fingers gone sweaty and shiny against the blade of your gone sticky kitchen knife. Knuckles sprawling with a pale outcast, the whiteness of your bones showing through in mosaic patterns one could trace and paint.

And then it slipped, a single runaway of your frustrations hanging from your eyelash, dancing along the reddened of your flushed face. You had now been dealt the sadness card, its back and front dyed in pigments of strong blues.

“Y/n?” Giselle said a little over a whisper, her voice cracking for you as you now stretch your fisted hands, fingers freeing the dark handle to the blade as it clashes to the ground, scraping and screaming as it punches the concrete in its way.

Carelessly, Giselle took another step, and another, and another, until she was standing idly by your side, her curious eyes searching along your face for anything more as you slowly came undone, cracking under the worn seams of your pressurised situation.

“It’s okay” Giselle whispered, finally reaching out, her hand coming into soft contact with your dampened shirt, “It’s all okay now, I’m here"

Winter

Suddenly, another’s body collides with your own, their arms wrapping around you with a delicate grasp. You waited for the aftermath of your own body to have been flung to the ground, or for the usage of another blade, a bullet, anything that could cause you great pain for the gout of grief you've instructed onto the world…

But nothing happened…

Instead, the person clung to your waist and torso just stayed silent, their head bowed just under your collarbone. Their shorter hair restricting you from their face, but you knew better than to assume this was a stranger of the night, or that they want to hurt you… especially since you recognise that perfume.

It’s the same perfume you bought for your one year anniversary a few months back, a special scent for a special occasion, as you told her. You remember her face so distinctively smiling back at you, her smile crawling to meet her eyes in a mutual agreement of joy.

"Baby?" You croak, hands shaky and sweaty as you release your sharpened weapon and place your palms upon the small of her back.

"Shhh," she hushed, gently nuzzling her head into you. You could feel the warmth of her breath as she exhaled onto you. It was as if she was coaxing your skin with an impenetrable bubble of comfort and safety.

And within no time, you felt yourself begin to finally relax. Your shoulders slump slightly as your eyes rested within the shadows of your inner eyelids.

You sigh, feeling a relatively large mass amount of stress flee from your clogged mind as you squeeze your girlfriend closer, needing further closure.

"I messed up," You mumble, your voice evidently smoother than previously.

However, you almost break again as you feel Winter's head retract, and her face greets your vision. She looked so ethereal, her face printed with the small streaks of blood that once hugged your neck, her eyes shining and lips delicately glossed "I know, baby… I know" She offers a reassuring smile, her hands moving up to rest upon the top of your shoulders "and I'm willing to help you"

Your eyes almost widened at her words, your brain trying to wrap and warp around yet another surprise to the evening. "I can't ask you to do that for me…"

Your girlfriends smile only widened, her eyes still firmly holding yours. "I'm not seeking your permission"

Ningning

You were caught in the crossfire of your mental and physical stability as you tumbled back, your spine hitting the ragged wall in a bone breaking kiss.

Your loose shirt gathered into a collective clump as you began to defeatedly descend, exposing your bare back to the rough elements of the bricks. The infrastructure sized your back, scuffing and scraping at the delicate skin and fluffy flesh beneath the exterior.

Your head felt heavy upon your shoulders, your neck a mere flaw in your blueprint design- like it was a rusted spring of decades use.

There was nothing you could do now, and you knew that as you remained dormant against the impending doom that was soon to follow, especially with the gasp just off to your side.

At first, you thought the woman you had so brutally served to death had come back to life, but the soft lul of the voice had told you otherwise.

"What is this?" Her voice seemed to only simmer in a well of comfort, the words sounding so effortless against the bitter breeze.

But despite your malfunctioning manufacture, Ningning could only blink as the cogs in her own mind cranked and squeezed. "You killed her?"

You wanted so bad to spit out your reasoning, but nothing good came to greet your tongue. Only vulgar words of salt and grime dared to tango upon your slick muscle. So you kept quiet.

"For me? You killed her... for me? Baby?" Ningnings eyes glossed over, her tongue darting out to wetten her lips. This was the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for her. Her past relationships never even came close to sharing a bond this mutual.

Ningning sees your love as clear as day. You're willing to kill for her as much as she is for you. You're on the same wavelength, the same page. You're her soulmate! She knew there was something special about you. She felt it thought out her entire body the first time she met you, and she feels it now.

Ningning loves you, even more so after today's events.

[sorryitsvex]

ODD NUMBER//

Chapter 2: Sugar daddy era

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[ningvory]

AESPA

welcome to my aespa library! most of these works are 18+ FICTION!! if you would like to translate my works please dm me before doing so! :) everything i write are for entertainment purposes only!

read the diary before requesting ANYTHING so you’ll know what i’m comfortable with! also..please read the warnings before reading any of my fics just in case you’re uncomfortable with anything!

all writing for aespa is under the #♡.aespa tag

LIBRARY • NAVIGATION • THE DIARY

JIMINIE

caught! - stepsis!rina x babystepsis!reader

payback - meangirls!kariselle

love & basketball - basketballplayer!rina

all drabbles under #♡.karina

GIGI

payback - meangirls!kariselle

all drabbles under #♡.giselle

MINJEONGIE

crazy over you - yandere!gp!winter

me & you - cop!winter

all drabbles under #♡.winter

NINGYI

all drabbles under #♡.ningning

[luvyeni]

( 🦇 ) SPOOKTOBER ̨ ! ୨୧ 一 PRESENTED BY LUVYENI ՞

╰┈➤ YOU CAN CALL ME MONSTER 𓂃 ! ❞

𝓢 YNOPSIS. a series of halloween themed stories posted every friday starting october 1 !

🎞️◞  GENERAL WARNINGS. mature content MDNI, supernatural creatures, hybrids, yandere, little angst, ni-ki's isn't smut

SPOOKTOBER DAY 1. — SUCCUBUS!AERI X WITCH!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 2. — VAMPIRE!CHENLE X VAMPIRE!JISUNG X HUMAN!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 3. — FAMILIAR!BEOMGYU X WITCH!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 4. — GHOSTFACE!JEONGIN X FEM!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 5. — HYBRID MAFIA!JOHNNY X BUNNY!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 6. — MAGIC DOLL!SOHEE X HUMAN!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 7. — YANDERE!NINGNING X FEM!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 8. — YANDERE-VAMPIRE!NI-KI X HUMAN!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 9. — HUMAN!MINGI X WITCH!READER

SPOOKTOBER DAY 10. — ALPHA!CHAN X ALPHA!LEE KNOW X OMEGA!READER

©LUVYENI.2024

[bangchansdirty-slut]

KPOP MASTERLIST

Fluff-(f) Smut-(s) Angst-(a) Crack-(c)

Stray Kids

OT8

(Requested/No name) - Switch!Bangchan x Top!Han x Bottom!FTM reader

Kiss And Make Up - Top!Bangchan x Top!Han x Bottom!FTM reader

JUST THE WAY U R - Felix x Changbin x FTM reader

Bang Chan

I Need A Little Assistance - Top Boss!Bang Chan x Bottom Personal assistant!Male reader(s)

Drive Me Insane - Top!Bang Chan x Bottom!Male reader(s)

"I want to be with you. Always." - Drunk!Bang Chan x G/N Reader(f)

(Requested/No name) - Chan x FTM reader (f)

(Requested/No name) - Top!Chan x Bottom!Male reader(s)

We Meet Again - Bang Chan x Male reader (f)

Lee Know

"Not Too Old For Me" - Parents Bestfriend!Lee know x Bottom Reader (s)

(Requested/No name) - Lino x Bottom!Male reader (s)

Changbin

Hyunjin

A Mother's Revenge - Mama!Hyunjin x Bottom Han's brother! Reader(s)

Hidden Piercing - D Piercing!Top!Hyunjin x Bttm!Male Reader(s)

Boss's Request - Top!Boss!Hyunjin x Bttm!Assisant!Male Reader(s)

Han

Don't Worry, I'm Here For You. - Han x 9th member! Male Reader(f)

Felix

"Would you like another one?" - Baker!Felix x Bottom!Male reader (s)

Double The Trouble - Angel!Yongbok x Bottom!Male reader x Devil!Felix(s)

Seungmin

Back At It Again - Seungmin x Bangchan sister!reader(s)

I.N.

Thigh Highs - top! Jeongin x bot! Male reader

Enhypen

OT7

Heeseung

Jay

Our Secret - Popular jock!Top!Jay × Nerd!Loser!Bottom!Male reader

Jake

My Gothic BF - Jake x Goth!Idol!Male Reader

Sunghoon

Our Secret Part .2 - Top!Jock!Jay x Switch!Nerd!Male reader x Bttm!Jock!Sunghoon

Guess We B.A.S - Top!Cheater!Sunghoon x Bttm!Idol!Cheater!Reader

Sunoo

Jungwon

Punishment - Sub!Camboy!Jungwon x Dom!Reader

Ni-ki

TXT

OT5

Back For More - TXT (separate) x Bottom!Male Reader (s)

The Star Pupil - Top!Soobin x Top!Hyuka x Bottom!Male reader(s)

Yeonjun

"I'll Make You Bias Me" - Yeonjun x Bottom Fan!Reader (s)

Soobin

(Requested/No name) - Top!Soobin x Bottom!Male reader(s)

Can I Come In? -domtop yandere soobin x sub bttm male reader (s)

Beomgyu

Taehyun

HueningKai

Ateez

Hongjoong

Seonghwa

Yunho

Yeosang

San

Mingi

Wooyoung

Jongho

Riize

Shotaro

Eunseok

Sungchan

Wonbin

Seunghan

Sohee

Anton

Aespa

OT4

Karina

Leader's Help - Top!Karina x gp!Reader (s)

Giselle

Sleepover - Top!Giselle x Bttm!Virgin!Girl!P!Reader (s)

My Dopamine - Top!Giselle x Member!Bttm! Reader

Winter

Psycho Killer - Top!GP!SerialKiller!Winter x Bttm!Therapist!Reader

Ningning

Itzy

OT5

The Half Sisters - Nerd!G!P!Yeji x reader xn Cheerleader!G!P!Girlfriend!Yuna(s)

Yeji

Jealous Girl - Top!G!P!Yeji x Bttm!Reader

Lia

Ryujin

Chaeryeong

Yuna

Le sserafim

OT5

Sakura

Chaewon

Yunjin

"We've only just begun."- Top GP!Yunjin x Maid Bottom!Reader(s)

An Orgasm A Day Keeps The Cramps Away - Top GP!Yunjin x Bottom!Reader(s)

Strawberries W/ Cream- Top GP!Yunjin x Male Bottom!Reader(s)

Night Off - PowerBttmYunjin x SubTop!Male Reader

Kazuha

A Little Help From Manager - Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Manager!Reader

Best Dance Lessons Ever- Top GP!Kazuha x Bottom!Reader

After Concert - Dom!Kazuha x Sub!Backup-dancer!Reader

Eunchae

Twice

OT9

Nayeon

Jeongyeon

Momo

Sana

Jihyo

Mina

Dahyun

Chaeyoung

Let Me Teach You - Top!GP!Chaeyoung x Bttm!Inexperienced!Male Reader

Tzuyu

Other

Gidle: The Queen's punishment - Serpent Queen GP!Minnie x Peasant!Reader(s)

My Dirty-minded Thoughts - 1

[linos-luna]

“Where are you going, Babydoll?” (Pt. 2) 🔪

Yandere!Felix x Fem!Reader

(Pt. 1) (Pt 2)

Warnings: 18+, yandere, mention of trauma, light blood, manipulation

Carrying around a stuffed animal wasn’t that odd to people that knew you. You’ve dealt with trauma growing up and this caused to have some regressive tendencies as a coping mechanism. Of course this made you susceptible to other forms of pain and manipulation.

At first Felix thought it was odd and a bit annoying. He hated how attached you were to it and felt like you loved it more than him. But he soon realized how it could be used to his advantage.

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Felix knew your friend was coming soon and could easily get you to leave with her. He thought about it as you slept on the couch next to him.

He carried you to the bedroom and laid you down as he cuddled up next to you.

“Lixie?” You woke up, watching as he stroked your hair.

“Yes doll?”

“What time is it…?” You sat up and looked around, figuring he must’ve carried you to bed.

“Babydoll… do you love me?” Felix asked, ignoring your question.

“Well… yeah…”

“I take care of you right?” He asked while squeezing your hand a little and you nod.

“What would you if I left you?”

That question made your heart skip a beat. Why would he ask you that?

“Lixie…? Why would you— ?”

“What if I said I don’t love you.” He interrupted.

“Lixie stop!” You cried out.

“… if I abandoned you?” He was holding back a smile, knowing full well that he was hitting the right nerves.

“Don’t…” you shook your head as he pulled away. You reached for him and as you did so there was loud banging at the door.

Felix got up to answer it and you grabbed your plush before following him, clinging onto his arm once he opened the door.

“Y/n!”

It was your best friend! What is she doing here?

“Ningning?” You asked, still clinging onto your boyfriend.

“Y/n, we have to go!” Ningning said, trying to grab your arm.

“W-what? Why are you here?”

“She doesn’t want to go with you…” Felix said with a teasing smile. “You can go now.”

“Y/n! He’s not good for you!” Your friend yelled.

“But… but he takes care of me…”

“He’s manipulating you!” Ningning says, forcefully pulling you off Felix.

“Baby, I would never! I love you!” Your boyfriend said, holding out his hand.

Ningning kept you from reaching for him and a tear rolled down your cheek.

“Baby, I’m all you have. No one will love you like I do!” Felix sighed. “Your so called friend is trying to tear us apart! Who’s going to take care of you?”

“You’re an awful boyfriend, Felix!” Your friend said while backing up with you.

“Y/n!” Felix yelled out sounding more frustrated. “Come here right now!”

Ningning firmly held onto your arm as you did want to go to him.

“Y/n! You’re not leaving!” Felix yelled now coming towards you both.

He grabs your plush and throws it across the room before punching your friend, knocking her to the floor.

He stalked up to her, crouching over to grab her. You went to get the plush but stopped when seeing him punch your friend. You were in panic and need your plush but seeing Felix grab your friend angered you.

“Don’t touch her!” You yelled and suddenly pushed him over.

Felix was shocked. You never show confidence or aggressive like that. You helped your friend to her feet and looked back at him as he got up, obviously pissed.

“You ungrateful brat!”

Tears were streaming down your face and you flinched as he came towards you, raising his hand to slap you.

You didn’t even realize ningning wasn’t behind you until you saw her sneaking behind your boyfriend. She then knocked him out with a metal fire poker.

“Oh god! Wh-w-what-?!” You panicked, watching as some blood came from his head. He was still conscious, but barely.

Ningning raised the rod again, as if to finish him off, but you stopped her.

“No stop!” You cried out, your body shaking.

Your friend stopped and looked at you, realizing how much you were shaking. She definitely didn’t want to be another trauma in your life so she put the rod down.

She stepped over Felix and hugged you before giving you back your plush. How long had she had that?

“Let’s go.” She sighed. Before you could leave, you felt something grab your ankle. Looking down you saw that it was Felix.

“Y/n…”

You didn’t say anything and simply shook him off.

“Where are you going… babydoll?” He groaned, trying to prop himself up. “Don’t leave me…”

“Ignore him.” Ningning said, tugging your arm.

“Babydoll, I need you! Don’t leave me!” He cried out, tears rolling down his cheeks. “I love you! Don’t leave me!!”

“I don’t… I don’t love you anymore…” you said, looking down at your feet.

“No! No! No! Y/n! My baby!” Felix said in a panic, trying to get up. “I need my baby!”

You left with your friend, getting in her car and wiping your tears.

“I know that was hard…”

You didn’t respond, only looking down as she started driving away.

“You still love him, huh?” She asked with a sigh.

You nodded, holding your plush tightly.

“It’s okay.” She said while rubbing your shoulder.

“Ning…? Who will take care of me now?”

Your friend sighed, feeling awful for everything that happened. She hated that you didn’t have any real family to go to.

“I’ll help you.” She replied, looking at you for a moment before looking back at the road. “You’re my best friend, like a sister. I’m always here for you.”

You gave a small smile, still not looking up.

“I’m not letting any man mistreat you every again.” She said, pulling up to her apartment parking lot. “You deserve better.”