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obsessivel0v3r · 1 day ago
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"I swear I'm completely normal about you."
I am, in fact, not sane in the slightest when it comes to you.
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digitallyreborn · 2 months ago
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"I never bite hard enough to break skin" yeah but I still want you in a muzzle, mutt.
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floralgraveyard · 3 months ago
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honey I know like.. EVERYTHING about you. even if you think I don't know it I do. I know your old accounts. I know your alt accounts. I know your secret accounts. I know everything. I know your family members names. I know their social medias. I know where you live. I know where you frequent. I know who you love. I know what you love. I know your favourite show and I know your favourite movie. I know every little thing about you. I know you better then anyone else. I know how your mind works. I know the kind of person you need and crave for. I know what you think about me. I know what you think about others. I know how you dress. I know about all the mistakes you make. I know who you live with. I know where you sleep. I know you miss me. I know everything.
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midnightw4tch3r · 21 days ago
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Are you really scared though, darling? Sure, anyone else might overlook the little details. But I'm not just anyone. I see the way your cheeks flush, how your eyes widen ever so slightly, and how the corners of your lips threaten to curve into a smile.
I'd give you all the attention in the world, follow you around like your own personal stalker. Take pictures of you all the time that my collection seems endless, you could think of me like your own personal paparazzi- I'd make you famous with my obsession.
You think it's creepy? I'm afraid that you're only seeing the very tip of an endless adoration for you. In fact, I think I'm holding back pretty well to be considered tamed enough. Now what will you do when you know how bad it truly is?
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vampies-manor · 1 month ago
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I hope you want me as bad as I want you
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y4nd3r3gf · 19 days ago
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ᴵ'ᵐ ˢᵒʳʳʸ ᵈᵉˢⁱʳᵉ ʷᵒⁿ ᵐᵉ ᵒᵛᵉʳ. ᴵ ˢᵒᵐᵉʰᵒʷ ᶠᵒᵘⁿᵈ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ˢᵗᵃⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵒᵒʳ, ᵇᵘᵗ ᵖˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᵈᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ˢᵗʳᵃⁿᵍᵉʳ. ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʸᵒᵘ ᵒᵖᵉⁿ ᵗʰᵉ ᵈᵒᵒʳ ᵃⁿᵈ ˡᵉᵗ ᵐᵉ ⁱⁿ?
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bl00dsh0tc0r3 · 16 days ago
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I wish he like also had tumblr and posted so I can stalk and obsess over him more. We could have a mutual obsession and stalking thing going on, I mean we already kindaaa do but he doesn’t post like I do. He can stalk me more than I can stalk him.. I would also love to do matching pfps and themes^^
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panpuchi · 9 months ago
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ꗃ logging on... loading..... ❀ oak is online !! ❀ ╰┈➤ im just a girl who hyperfixates on yanderes a bit too much
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foxboysterling · 14 days ago
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honestly atp fuck the cute obsessive love, I want to know that you want to rip my fucking organs out. That you often lay there, fantasizing about what it would be like go eat one of my organs. My lung, my kidney, maybe my heart. I want to hear how badly you want to dig your nails into my skin and rip the flesh apart, how badly you fantasize what my searing blood would look like. I want to hear how pretty I am while you rip every peice of me that I've known away. I want to hear how horribly disgustingly perfect I am for letting you rip at my flesh painfully. I want to hear how you fantasize about ripping every limb from my body just to keep in a cold, dark freezer just for you. Maybe you'll come back and eat just a little of it— just so you always have a little of me with you always.
maybe— just maybe— you'd tear my eyeballs oh so neatly, keeping them in a well preserved jar like some wet specimen. Maybe, you'd keep it just near you bed— or at least looking at it. So that way I can watch you sleep, wake up, change, exist so perfectly, and maybe even eat.
maybe, after ripping my limbs one by one, you'd keep my hands in a extra special place. Keeping them in a extra cold place, so that way when you miss me a little too much, you can come back and interlace your warm and alive hands with my cold dead ones. The hold is weak, but you know that I would hold on as tight as possible if I could.
maybe you'd keep my head, even with its eyes ripped out. Just to look at, it is your pretty face now. What's mine is now yours, and you know it. I know it. Maybe you'd stare at for god knows how long, you can't ever seem to get sick of it— even when it's sickly pale and emotionless. You can pretend.
You're really good at that, aren't you? You're really fucking good at pretending that you have my best interest at heart— you would *never* do something you think would be bad for me. You're such a liar, even to yourself, but it's endearing.
I hope you use your teeth, not just your fucking nails. Do your worst to me, its okay if you cant. I'll figure out how to push you to it.
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coffinsister · 1 year ago
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The thing is be nice to me once and I'm gonna start imagining kissing you passionately underneath the moonlight
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obsessivel0v3r · 21 days ago
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Sorry I thought it was attractive when you said you'd stalk me irl and online, find out all my likes and dislikes, and threatened to find me and make all my friends disappear... do you still think I'm cute?
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digitallyreborn · 2 months ago
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kicking you to the ground and then harshly pulling your leash up to me, hurting you, making you feel pain, making you dependent on me to take care of you <3
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transmasccatboye · 6 months ago
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She Needs You
Short fiction, unspecified reader x trans fem
Kinda ran out of steam by the end but figured Id post it anyways :p more of a scenario brainworm that got out of hand lol
BIG TWs! Psychological abuse, isolation, codependency, threats of suicide, hallucination, mindbreak, cnc, coercion
Codependent unstable gf who guilts you into letting her use your holes whenever she wants to. She says she needs you and you're the only good thing in her life while she grips your hips hard enough to bruise you and thrusts in and out of you.
You try to go out with your friends but she starts crying about how you're clearly thinking of leaving her. You dont really love her. Why is she even alive? Until you cancel your plans and slowly stop making plans at all. You stay home and watch her favourite shows and movies while she periodically starts touching you or undressing you. You've learned not to protest, it just means talking her down from a breakdown and still doing what she wanted anyways.
She convinces you to work remotely so you can always be around to comfort her and care for her. She keeps pulling you from your work at all hours of the day, saying that she needs you. Needs to touch you. Needs to feel your warmth. Needs to feel you on her cock.
You struggle to keep up with your work, only able to get things done while she's asleep. This works for a while, staying up all night, but she still needs you all day. Your work quality starts slipping and you start waking up to her using you with no memories of getting in bed. She's squeaking and moaning and roughly fucking you but you can barely comprehend whats happening. It feels nice in the haze but your body is always aching.
In your periods of lucidity, you keep trying to do your job but you're starting to hallucinate. Since you've been so tired, your gf has started going out and doing errands. She's so good to you. Taking care of you. But even when she's gone you hear her voice sometimes, calling to you, saying she needs you. You see her from the corner of your eye but when you look she was never there.
You wake up on the couch one day, your clothes tossed to the side, why do you even wear clothes anymore? You hear the clacking of keys and see your gf at your computer. She sees you, drunk from exhaustion and trying to get up, and smiles. "Don't worry sweetie, I completed the reports for you~ Your boss said he's glad you're feeling better. I can take care of it. You go back to sleep~"
Wow. She's so amazing. She's so good to you. Taking care of you. You fall back asleep without noticing the restraints on your ankles.
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waywardtyrantpirate · 6 months ago
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Rant!
Ugh, I wish I had a yandere. My life has already been controlled an ive been stalked an manipulated. Why can't have someone that's doing tha bc they love me? Ik it's toxic but I just wish.
I've been stalked an harassed for years why can't it be for love?
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vampies-manor · 1 month ago
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When am I gonna get my stalker hm??? I'm trying to manifest it and nothings happening. I'm just going to assume that I already have one and just don't know it. That has to be it right?? IF YOU'RE STALKING ME SHOW ME A SIGN PLEASE IM BEGGING
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the-illiterate-pirate · 2 years ago
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No Rest for the Wicked (Villain AU La Squadra)
WARNING: Series focuses on some dark content, such as murder and torture, yandere characters, stalking, kidnapping, and may contain nsfw writing and dubious consent
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The hero association "Passione" takes pride in protecting Italy and it's citizens. From the everyday purse thief, to carjackers... To the underbelly of Italy's society of villains with their arrays of dangerous powers and abilities. But with such strong super heros like Golden Experience and Napoli's own Sticky Fingers, surely you'll be safe.
Right?
Hello! Hi! Welcome to my Super Villain LS AU! V excited to finally post this because the idea has been molding in the back of my brain for a good year now. Each member will get multiple chapters for their own stories, maybe even mixing together every once in a while, I'm not sure when I'll be able to officially start posting any of them but in the meantime PLEASE ask me questions about this au if you're interested. Especially if it has anything to do with outfits and costumes because that's my favorite part hehe. *Au won't include Sorbet and Gelato x Reader but they do make their appearances!
File: Somebody's Leavin’
Alias: Little Feat
Formaggio, originally the low fame superhero "Little Feat" has only recently turned to a life of crime, but proves to be a formidable foe. This change now allows him to use his abilities to their fullest extent. With a single scratch, Formaggio is allowed to shrink any living being at will, along with manipulating the size of inanimate objects as well. With a mix of these abilities as well as hand to hand combat, Little Feat originally scouted lesser populated areas and dealt with lesser threats such as purse snatches and bank heists. Now, Formaggio uses these abilities without consequence, reaping chaos. Around this same time, a missing persons case has opened up. The disappearance includes a barista working at a popular cafe in the city Little Feat used to protect. Coincidence? Still unsure.
File: Somebody's Watching Me
Alias: Man in the Mirror
People have reported seeing faces in the reflections of their homes. When called in for police sketching, all reports include a very similar man for each victim. Well built, with fair skin and dark hair, with goggles and his lower face hidden behind a beak shaped mask. He has been titled "The Man in the Mirror", otherwise known as Illuso. Most people that have been visited by the man have stated finding his "calling card" within the frames of their mirrors. These people have wound up dead. The Man in the Mirror seems to only attack the rich and those in power, so citizens who have seen him are asked to stay calm, but alert public authority immediately.
File: Happy Together
Alias: Beach Boy
Pesci is stated to be a freshly turned villain, but despite his late start proves to be difficult to challenge as he's been found shadowing the villain "Grateful Dead", a formidable evil that has been terrorizing Italy for some time now. Though his abilities are ideally for tracking, Pesci makes up for it with brute strength and his incredible size. Studies report that not a single casualty has happened during brushes with Beach Boy, but the same can't be said for the future. It's only a matter of time for the brute to turn away from his humanity and officially become one with the super villain underground.
File: Vermillion
Alias: Grateful Dead
Prosciutto, otherwise known as "Grateful Dead", is a well known and quite popular villain. Despite his title, women and men alike fold at the knee due to his charming appearance and suave personality. Prosciutto doesn't like to get his hands dirty, but will do what the job needs him to. He mainly focuses on the gambling scene and a chain of bars and sultry clubs. His abilities are lesser known, and are quite confusing to understand how they work, but it's easy enough to say if a contract of his doesn't end with a bullet in the head, they're rotting into the dirt instead.
File: Crimewave
Alias: Babyface
Babyface rarely leaves the villains compound, and when he does it's almost always for business. He goes under the alias "Melone" and owns a booming unisex cosmetics line titled "Molto Dolce Productions", enjoyed by men and women and everyone else from all ages as his makeups and serums are vegan friendly and animal cruelty free. As Babyface, he prides himself with a remote controlled army of handmade robots who do his biding for him. His so called "children" range from entirely metallic suits and grotesque cyborg abominations. He lives in a laboratory underground and spends most of his time creating life.
File: Love is like Oxygen
Alias: Gently Weeps
Ghiaccio never wanted to become a villain, but was born into the life of crime. Abandoned by his own family, he stole to survive, he cheated people out of money and food, and at the crisp age of seventeen Ghiaccio was officially brought into the villain hierarchy. In his years of work he's rose through the ranks and has become the villain known as Gently Weeps, and uses cryokinesis. Under a fake name he pretends to be a citizen, walking among Italy's streets, trying to live a normal life as best as he can, finishing school and even joining a gym to help with his icy temper.
File: Enter Sandman
Alias: Metallica
Not much is known about him, as Metallica keeps to the shadows and has never been seen by the naked eye. He lives only to kill, every murder happening in the dead of night. Not a sound to be heard, save the faint jingle of a bell. They say before you die at his hands, you're stared down by the blood red eyes of the devil himself. Each contract dead at his hands are found with their throat cut open, and a pair of bloody scissors settled on their chest.
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