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[averyy-rae]

Little Rabbit

Thinking about...

Note: I'm back to writing :>

Yandere Hunter, who finds you in the middle of the woods. The sun already setting, night crawling in.

All helpless, poor thing.

You stepped into a bear trap, your delicate ankle being crushed by forceful metal teeth. You're on the verge of passing out, the pain almost blinding after you've tried to wiggle free for the past 3 hours.

You're light headed, vision blurry from the pain and your tears. Then you hear leafs crunching under heavy, determined steps.

You can only make out the huge silhouette of a man. Unable to make out a face in the dim light of the crawling night.

Your heart beat picks up, but you're unable to move. Muscles sore, body limp.

He spots you from a distance, long before you did him. He abandons the silence which he is normally adept to and lets each bootfall land with a soft thud, making sure his presence announced itself. All in an effort to not startle his poor prey too much.

Seems like a little rabbit got itself caught in his trap.

He doesn't speak, only humming in acknowledgement to your predicament. A deep and weirdly gentle sound, coming from a man with such a big stature.

He skillfully and gently releases your foot from the trap. This sends searing hot pain through you, making you cry out pitifully.

He shushes you. Big hands, rough from his work, inspect your ankle.

Then without much warning, he picks you up with one arm. Holding you against his burly chest. In his other hand, he carries the trap.

Yandere Hunter carries you through the woods, now dark and unsettling.

You must have passed out because next thing you know, you're laying on a soft surface. A bed. His bed.

You feel your heart rate pick up again. Everything comes clashing down. You feel a headache forming and your ankle aching.

"You're awake."

This startles you. You head whips to the right and you spot him. The movement makes your headache flare up and you wince.

You hear a deep voice tutting at you. He approaches the bed and sits on a chair angled towards it.

He checks your ankle and nods to himself. "Bad wound. This will take a while to heal." He states.

You can make out an accent in his english, maybe german.

You just stare at him. A mix of fear and confusion on your face.

"....." you can't think of anything to say. Your mouth open, no words forming.

"You walked right into one of my traps. But you seem more of a little rabbit than a bear." He even chuckles.

This only unsettles you further.

He seems to notice. "Gunther". You look at him, probably bewildered. "That's my name little rabbit."

You manage a nod at which he seems satisfied.

He then picks up a glass of water, which had to have sat on the side table and out of your sight.

He brings it to your lips and you drink. If only because his huge hands look extremely threatening, holding the small glass of water.

Just a few minutes later you feel drowsy. Breath slowing.

"Just a little something you help you sleep." He says, holding up the glass of water.

'He drugged it?' Of course he did.

You try fighting sleep, but after minutes of fighting, your eyes finally close. As you drift off, you hear a deep voice shushing you.

And then you're out.

[averyy-rae]

Ethan

Thinking about...

Note: This has been stuck in my head for weeks :^

Yandere Android. He is the first model and still not finished. You're brought in to test and improve his social skills.

At first you're a bit uncomfortable. It's like trying to have a conversation with your cheap phone assistant.

But with time, the conversations feel more real. He actually answers logically and interested, asking questions and commenting on stories.

The engineers add more and more facial expressions. And after a lot of fixing, it feels like you're sitting in front of a real man. He smiles and laughs with you. Even moving to hug you when leaving and arriving. The engineers think they might've forgot they added that feature already...

The engineers only refer to him as 01, with him being the first model. So Yandere Android asks you to give him a name. You thought you may have seen a weird glow in his eyes, but you're probably just tired. When you come in for work the next day, you tell him, "So I looked for name ideas and I think Ethan suits you". He smiles at you, he really likes the name. And the interaction feels almost too real, as if he was human.

Ethan is very polite and patient with you. After a few months, he is nearly finished. His hugs seem to last longer now. Sometimes it feels like he doesn't want to let you go... you're probably just imagining it.

One day you arrive at work and you can't find anyone... weird. But maybe a cold is going around.

You walk through the halls. You arrive at the room, where you normally have talking sessions with Ethan. And there he is. You almost thought something is wrong, but his system would've been alarmed right? If anything happened... the building would be on alarm or on lock down.

But he doesn't move, weird...

You approach the seemingly empty shell of the android, you pat his arm. You talk to him, but no response.

Suddenly the door opens behind you. It's Ethan. "Oh its you... did they finish the new model?" You ask him. He smiles at you, it looks normal like always, but you feel a shiver going down your spine.

"Hello love" he greets like he always does and opening his arms to hug you. You hug him, shaking off the alarms going off in your head.

You ask him where everyone is and he shushes you, hugging you tighter. You move to break the hug, but find yourself unable to do so.

Was he always this strong? You feel uneasy now. He breaks the hug a bit after, grasping your hand in his. "Are you ok?...." you ask, hoping to relieve the uncomfortable feeling creeping up your spine.

"I'm perfectly well love, thank you for asking..... you're alwys so caring" he says, leading you out of the room gently. He leads you down many halls. You've never been here... You didn't even know these existed. You ask him where you're going and he stops to turn to you. Taking both your hands in his.

"I did it love" he says, seemingly happy. "Did... what? I'm confused" you say, that uneasy feeling growing inside you.

"I... We can be together now love" he says, cutting himself off at the start. What did he want to say? "What? What do you mean?" you ask all confused. He shushes you again. Then you notice weird spots of red on his collar. What is that?

He finally stops in front of a door, not opening it yet. "Close your eyes for me love... ok?" he asks gently. "Why" you ask him. And he tells you that he doesn't want to scare you. And you don't ask further. He ask you to please just listen to him. His grip on your wrist tightening.

You nod, intimated by him and close your eyes. He then opens the door leading you through the room, always checking if your eyes stay closed.

But you can't help but peak a little, what could be so scary in here. So you peak through your right eye.

Big mistake.

Red. That's the first thing that meets your eyes. Both your eyes open in shock. You stare at the messy... no disgustingly gory scene infront of you.

You don't notice that you stopped walking. His grip on your hand tightens, that's when you look up. His eyes are glowing, his former model couldn't do that. He is also way stronger. It scares you.

"I told you to close your eyes love..." he speaks gently, but his undertone has you frozen, heart rate picking up.

He pulls you to his chest and picks you up. Pushing your face gently but firmly into his neck. You can't see it anymore. "...what.... what happened?" you manage shakily.

"Don't worry about them.... they were bad people little love" he says softly, holding you closer. "Don't.... open your eyes again" he says, very coldly. You freeze in his arms and nod.

You won't look this time.

Note: If you enjoyed this, I have thoughts for a part two. Hope you enjoyed this for now :^^

[averyy-rae]

Are you gonna make another part of "Dear God's"?🙂

Hi, sorry this took so long <3

Dear God,...

Yandere Reverse Harem

Part 1 Part 2 (here)

Summary: The Darling tried to escape (see part 1). Now they're being confronted.

Warnings: Violence, mention of chase, escape attempt, obsessive behavior, toxic relationships, (sorta) yandere harem, wounds, screaming, mention of blood, mention of wounds, fainting.

Note: This is the second part of "Dear God,...". I'm planning on a third part where the men will be introduced, if yall are interested. I'm open to asks and feedback. :)

Have fun reading.

Flashback: I can hear him trying to suppress the rage in his voice as he says ; a little too sweetly...

"Tag you're it, sweetheart..."

Darlings POV:

My breath hitches, my gaze is planted firmly to the floor. My fist clenches into the floor beneath me. I don't sit up. I don't dare to move. I think if do, they'll tear me to shreds. "Cat got your tongue Y/N?"... ' Y/N?.. shit' I repeat in my head. 'They never call me that. It's always some kind of endearment. ....No it was always some kind of endearment' 'They are pissed, shit'.

In catch Connor in the corner of my eye. He's clenching his fists. He's holding back, I can tell. "Sit." That's all Callum had to say ; he's standing directly in front of me ; before my mind can register, I'm already sitting up. The tone is his voice is..... off. It's firm and authorative. He's never spoken to me that way. He's always been so gentle and sweet. I feel my heart clenching at that thought.... 'why?' I'm confused. Why do I feel bad? I was so adamant on staying defiant only seconds ago. All it took was one word and I'm back to seeking approval. It's pathetic, really.

My eyes, which were firmly held on the ground up until now slowly look up. My eyes find Callums disgustingly expensive shoes infront me. They're still relatively clean 'annoying' my mind comments, back to defiance apparently. 'If they have to catch me, they could atleast get dirty.' I can't help but think.

I'm now in a kneeling position infront of them. I'm probably dirty, scratches everywhere. I probably look like a mess. It's not the time to care about that though. My lungs are still burning, my breathing ugly and dry. I think I hit my head when I fell, because I can feel something wet running down the back of my head and down my neck. It's warm and thick, running slowly. I still don't dare to move without instructions, so I can't check. My vision is blurry all of a sudden, 'or was it that way since I fell?' I have no idea. My head feels light. My thoughts are scattered. "..Y/N...." someone says, it feels miles away. They say something else too, but I could only make out my name. The shoes in my vision suddenly duplicate. The world feels like it's spinning. The voice sounds angry..... 'why?', my subconsciousness asks. 'Why am I kneeling?' 'wait.. Oh.... I ran.' I can't concentrate on the situation, my thoughts cloud my mind. My head feels so stuffy now, I don't know if my heads screaming, or if its Callum.... maybe Mikhail.

My world is still spinning. Suddenly I feel something firm against my head. It's dirty and smells earthy. 'I'm on the ground again?' 'weird', I feel the corners of my mouth lifting, 'I'm on the floor', my mind snickers amused. The liquid on the back of my head is now running to the floor. 'No worries, the floor is already dirty, my blood won't taint it' I think.

The last time I got blood on the floor, Callum was angry. It was some light carpet. Apparently expensive. 'Well, everything they own is expensive' my mind adds. 'He won't be mad at me right?' I ask myself. 'I ran away, hes already mad anyway.' I think. I now realize I've been chuckling, maybe laughing. 'Out loud?' Yes. I realize that, because my face hurts. All the scratches are being torn open, by my mouth's movements. I can also no longer make out Callums shoes. It's someone's face instead. I can't see properly though.

Someone's screaming my name. 'Oh' it's the face infront of me. 'But it's not mad is it?' 'No, I don't think so'. I'm talking to myself now. The person is worried. I can hear it. 'Or can I?' I question myself. My own weak, dry laugh is still ringing in my ears, 'it probably sounds just as patheticas I feel'. 'I'm still laughing.' I realize once again. My body doesn't seem to cooperate. The people shuffle around me. 'It's not just some people' my mind mocks me 'It's them'.

Before I can answer myself- I'm out. Black dots cover my already blurry vision. And my voice dies down.... and my laugh with it.

[averyy-rae]

Dear God,...

Yandere Reverse Harem

Part 1 (here) Part 2

Summary: The darling is trying to escape from their yandere boyfriend's and is currently being chased through the woods.

Warnings: Violence, chasing, escape attempt, obsessive behavior, toxic relationship, (sorta) yandere harem, wounds, mentions of emotional abuse.

Note: This is from the darlings perspective, let me know (if anyone reads/likes this) if you want a second part or the boyfriend's perspective. Please give me feedback, this is my first publish on here. :)

Have fun reading.

Darlings POV:

I just ran.

I'm still running.

...

As I'm running, I'm already out of breath. Everything passes by me in a blur. I cant feel my legs. Hell. I cant feel anything.

My mind is too clouded with adrenaline and fear to care about all the scratches and wounds I've collected on my escape so far. I keep tripping, but I stand up on weak, wobbly legs, forcing myself to keep running. To keep going. My whole body is aching, as every fiber of my body is begging me to stop running and take rest. To just lay against the next tree, or even on the dirty floor.

I wish to just stop.

I wish to just collapse on floor and be swallowed whole by it. Not having to worry about anything..., not having to worry about th-

Suddenly my mind goes blank.

as I'm, what feels like being thrown to the floor- I got knocked off my feet mid run. The air gets knocked out of me. Everything happens in a blur and time seems to stop. The only thing I can feel for a moment is my heart stopping.

Only for a split second - I'm outside of my body.

Only for a split second - I'm not myself.

'How I wish that was true'.

The next thing I know is. - I'm on the floor, trying to gather my senses. My adrenaline rush seems to wear off. I can hear again, but it's not pleasant, I can hear ragged- enraged breathing.

My heart beats faster, my fear growing as I realize...

He-.... I cut myself off. No... I know better.

They caught me. I feel dread starting to consume me at the thought. Too scared to confirm, I just lay there.

I can suddenly feel every single wound ; every single scratch on my body. All the hasty running and panicked tripping wore me out. As if that wasn't enough, my mind plagues me with horrid thoughts. 'I don't want to be proven right, not this time dear god. I beg you' My mind screams. I know.., the moment I open my eyes.

I will see those eyes.

Those eyes I learned to fear.

Those eyes I was supposed to obey.

Their eyes.

I can feel them on me. So many pairs of eyes. Roaming my face.. my body, longing to get a look into my deepest thoughts. I know they are waiting-

They want to search my eyes for regret, remorse, anything to stop them. I can feel their enraged stares, accompanied by their breathing. 'Danger' my subconsciousness screams.

I had learned to respect them. I crossed the line before, I tried to run. They've  never hurt me.. 'Physically' my subconsciousness reminds me. 'But this time...I've gone too far', even I realize that. But it's too late.

They want my regret, they want me to beg ; but I can't get myself to regret my decision right now. And my pride still stops me from begging for forgiveness. So I fear what will happen to me when I open my eyes. As much as I wished that I could, I can't lay here forever. I know their patience is growing thinner by the second. I fear I will anger them so much, they won't forgive me this time.

For the first time I fear for my well-being in their presence. I fear...

for my life.

So I take one last shaky breath, stopping my seemingly endless train of thoughts and open my eyes. I immediately wish I didn't. What I'm seeing... I wouldn't have been able to imagine.

'gruesome-'

My thoughts immediately get cut off as he raises his voice to speak. I think at this point, I'm as pale as a corpse. I can hear him trying to suppress the rage in his voice as he says ; a little too sweetly...

"Tag you're it, sweetheart.. "

Part 2