gojossugarcandy

[gojossugarcandy]

This is so Silas coded!!!!

@meo-eiru

yandere! male housewife who randomly spawns in your life one day.

you wake up, still feeling slightly sleepy only to be greeted by... this oddly delicious smell of eggs and pancakes???

"good morning sunshine!"

"ah!"

suddenly, this random man that you've NEVER met before walks in, breakfast tray full of all your favourite things, beaming and treating you like you two are a happily married couple.

what the actual fuck.

"bro get out of my house???"

"darling, i know you're confused but please don't tell me to leave☹️ i just cooked all this for you! it's really not that hard to say a simple thank you, you know?"

"I don't even know who you are💀"

he doesn't get out of your house.

and he even has the audacity to stay there, sit on your bed, and feed you. huh??? what???

anyway! you end up in this weird forced relationship that you're dragged into because this guy doesn't seem to take no for an answer. not only is he obsessed and completely smittened by you, he's also... very persistent. too persistent. it's like he doesn't know when to give up. specifically in asking for your attention.

and he wonders why you don't like him...

"darling! it's time for our daily cuddling session!"

"yes dear..."

you're exhausted. absolutely drained from his constant affections that threaten to suffocate you. but you can do nothing about it because this man, like i said, doesn't take no for an answer.

"can you leave me alone?"

"haha... no why would i do that?"

"because i asked?"

":3"

i mean, at least he can cook and clean? you haven't touched the stove or your laundry ever since he appeared in your life so at least that's a positive. i guess. i dunno, maybe if you make him jealous or angry...

"no dinner tonight."

"what? why?"

"you went out without telling me how could you do this to your husband?"

"for the LAST time, we are NOT married."

#oldmarriedcouple

[gojossugarcandy]

You couldn't thank the heavens enough! You were always searching for mythical creatures trying to prove their existence. Everyone had always laughed at you. Saying these dreams would never come true. But the world had another plan for you.

When you had almost given up, about 6 months ago, to find a mythical creature, one appeared right in front of you.

Though, your first meeting with him was rather goofy.

You had given up trying to find mythical creatures and had went to a bar. After getting crazy drunk, you were walking home- You didn't prefer going in a taxi due to your habit of chasing anything that looked like a mythical creature.

Suddenly, a man had appeared behind you. His face was rather peculiar, with his eyes hidden under those brown(?) hair. He was wearing a weird dress, a very terrible attempt at hiding himself.

Before he could utter anything, your stomach had spoken for you, by squeezing itself so bad, and bringing out that puke.

Yep, you puked on him and then fell into slumber.

When your eyes opened, it seemed like you were in your room with an unknown man, who was changing his shirt.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH" came out of your throat before you could even register it.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH" came out of the man's throat before even he could register it.

Then you noticed, where his hair were slightly parted, one big eye was present.

Not two eyes but one big eye.

A cyclop was there with you.

.....

"Oh my god!!!!!!" You exclaimed as you jumped on him, pushing his hair away to see him better.

And that is how your relationship had started, 6 months ago.

Now, Today, was a weekend. You had asked him to go bring the grocery from the nearest store. Today, you had to spring clean the house.

For some reason Theo had always stopped you from entering his room.

So you had let your curiosity get the better of you and had started the cleaning with his room.

After entering it, you could describe it as the room of a 'hikkimori'.

Many clothes, underwears, etc. sprawned here and there.

Somewhere at the corner of the room, at the edge of his table was a clean and shiny golden box.

It seemed the only thing that was clean in this room.

You walked over to that box on his desk. It seemed to spark your interest.

As you opened the box, you saw many images, keychains you thought had gotten lost and whatnot were kept in there. There were many notes too, many had weird scribblings on them, scribblings of declaration of love. Of his love for you.

You were happy about this, you had found a secret about him. You could now tease him about this too and elicit cute reactions from him.

As you were going through the photos, the door suddenly swung open, a panicked cyclop rushing in as he took the photos from your hand, tears running down his face,

"N-no This Is Not- I'm Not- T-This Is Not What It Looks L-like-!"

Just then your laughter filled the room as you pulled him down with you.

"Who said I am angry about those, Theo?"

You said, letting your hands run through his hair, an action that calmed him down.

"While i may not have known you before my drunk puking incident, i am equally in love with you" You said, as his sobs reduced, his breathing finally calming.

"I thought you'd leave me. I had seen humans leave each other when on is too in love with the other" whimpered out your boyfriend.

"My god! Who would leave someone like you?! You are the perfect boyfriend personified!" You said, continuing "Also, I don't think my love for you is normal either" You said, your foreaheads touching.

The look on your eyes was possessive, obsessive, similar to that of Theo but more stronger, as you leaned in to place a little kiss on his nose as if to seal the deal.

Finally, Theo had found someone just as obsessive as him.

And it felt good.

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@meo-eiru(The image up there belong to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had no motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

Nah! This was my first time writing a submissive or a shy character (all the others had an angst ending). When i first wrote it, it was so bad i changed the story. I am really sorry if this story seemed weird or bad, I will try better. I have rarely seen any fanfics with a shy and submissive guy, so whatever i wrote right now is done for the first time. I felt like how Newton felt when he was discovering gravity but more on the negative side. I had my first writer's block! Please do tell me any feedbacks. The next one (Micah) is worse for me as i have no idea about the church or priests. I gotta do research and then come up with a story. Along with this, my final exams are coming up next week so another big break. (Please give me feedback, I myself know this story is very trash)

[gojossugarcandy]

Guys, i am now going to write about Theo and Micah too.

I honestly had ideas for all of them but my exams were coming so had to stop for a while and then i just kinda forgot.

Today, when @meo-eiru reblogged my other drabbles (?) i remembered them. God, it feels kinda nice when the original owner sees the fanfics or things that the fans have made.

Hats off, Ms. Meru!

[gojossugarcandy]

To say your life has changed would be a huge understatement. In under the span of one week, you had found yourself a boyfriend and were already living together.

Ciaran was not only your boyfriend, but also a vampire. A very jealous, possessive, insecure and obsessed vampire.

Society always warns the younger generation to be wary of bad people. Nonchalance was the key to a healthy relationship and what not. Of course, being the youngster you are, you ignored all of those and were rather happy to have someone obsess over you.

It gave off a feeling of superiority.

But things quickly changed, a month in your relationship and you were already tired of it. And thus, you let your intrusive mind make a fatal decision for you.

Visiting your ex's birthday party. Without telling Ciaran.

You were sure had you informed him about this he would whine and start crying, these acts always had your savior complex kicking in. And he knew it.

It was the first week of new year, everyone at the party was giddy, excited and super drunk already. That everyone also included you.

Your number of drinks kept on going up and up along with those dirty eye contacts and stare downs with and to your ex.

He licked the cake from his fingers so seductively, it made your drunken brain want to ruin him right then and there.

And the consequences, well, you could blame it on your drunken mind. Or excuse it with 'I confused his face for my boyfriend' or so.

But halfway in those bedroom kisses, the window had flung open, with a cold breeze forcing its way inside.

And a man soon appeared there, the vibes he gave off were eerie.

Looking into his red irises, suddenly, a flashback occurred to you.

"Hey, you promise you won't leave me?" asked a certain red-eyed creature.

"No, never!" replied, a voice full of young love.

"Promise you won't lay eyes on any other men?"

"No, i would never, not when i have such a cute boyfriend"

"And what if you do?" Asked the boy, insecurely.

"Then, you can eat me up" said, his beloved, before jumping on him with a poor imitation of a monster's roar.

Both were laughing, the room was dark, with curtains blocking the sun's rays but the world still seemed pink and rosy to those two amateurs.

Fear, terror, horror took over you as you start backing away into a corner.

Your ex tried to punch the intruder only to be met with a swipe of his sharp nails.

Your ex started struggling on the floor, blood sputtered out of his wounds like a fountain.

And soon, his body stopped moving.

Your ex was now dead.

The heart-broken vampire, started walking slowly, his sobs a bit muffled out due to the party noises from the floor below.

"You killed him" you whispered, as your knees start buckling.

Your attention went to his nearing face, it had tears flowing out of his beautiful eyes.

And you felt the breath in your lungs knocked out of you as you were suddenly pinned to the wall, sharp nails digging into your shoulder.

"Why? Was I not enough?" a soft voice asked the inevitable question.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I-I don't know what got over me" You start shaking as fear completely takes over your mind, tears forming in your eyes, body shivering - due to cold or fear or both, who knows?

"It's fine, you said i could eat you, if you ever betrayed me" he said, as he gave you a big smile, a creepy one.

"Nonononono-" before you could even stop him, a pair of sharp canines sank into your flesh.

It was followed by a mouth latching itself to that spot and blood being sucked

and sucked

and sucked out of it.

A while later, there lay in the room of birthday boy, the body of birthday boy and a lovely young lady who had decided not to heed the warning, the advice of elders. And an unhumanly creature, crying, staring at his now dead beloved.

"It's Okay

It's Okay

It's Okay

It's Okay

It's Okay

It's Okay! I'm Okay!! Because This Is What You Wanted!!!"

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@meo-eiru The image up there belongs to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had no motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

[gojossugarcandy]

A tired girl is aching to get some sleep when her karma doesn't let her.

An act of laziness and, well, cheating got her to her lowest. The act being summoning of a devil, an incubus, to cure her boredom. This girl had her summer vacations going on and her friends had abandoned her on the very first minute of it.

So she decided to poke around and found out about a spell that summoned an incubus. Not believing in this nonsense, she decided to try it out. Well, there was an upside and a downside.

Upside -> She got a boyfriend who oozed out sexual energy like hell

Downside -> This boyfriend was not one who pampered her but was to be pampered.

Lavi was a fucking bitch in heat who always clung to Y/n.

Never letting her take a breather.

And a few times he was abandoned, when Y/n was going on a night out or something (not with her friends but just visiting a bar for a drink) then he would get very pouty and thus established some rules. One of them being, you going out with him and your friends only.

One fine evening, while You sat on your bed with Lavi on your lap, your hand combing through his hair, while he was going through some weird incubus hentai manga and criticizing it to be very inaccurate and boring.

Then, a sudden notification pop caught your and his attention.

A notification from your dead friends!

Grout Chat - Drunkard - Guys, Let's go on a night out. Playboy - Man, I was waiting for you to say that Bestie - I feel like i am dying. Finally someone revived the dead chat

Then, you start chatting with them, a huge smile etched on your face. A smile Lavi didn't want to be due to others. Only he should make you smile like that. You can smile only with him. And so on, the possessive thoughts went on....

You suddenly stood up due to which his body was forced out of your lap causing his mood to instantly change.

"The heck? Why did you do that?!" His expression of irritation is ignored by you, who was too busy finding clothes.

You start changing into a different pair of clothes. Very revealing clothes.

He was dumbfounded for a second before he also got up, excited to go out with you, excited for your first date or whatever humans call it.

After changing, you turn around to take a mirror pic and showed your dress to him, when you noticed his giddy smile.

Confused, you ask "Are you so happy to see me go out of the house or something?"

He looked at you, now he was the confused one as he declared,

"Cutie, aren't we going out together?" he asked before adding in,

"Didn't we already agree that you would always go out with me only??"

"Oh! nonono, there has been a misunderstanding here. I am going out with my friends for a night out, It's a friends thing and plus i thought i agreed to going out with you also and not you only"

In the blink of an eye, the mood changed. The room suddenly felt colder, your clothes too open and his stare too suspicious.

You didn't even realize you were holding your breath, your adrenaline, released due to your flight-or-fight instinct, already reaching every cell in your body already, until your notification sound pops. No, you were far too busy staring at those eyes, too fearful to break the eye contact.

You snapped your head at the direction of the nightstand, where your phone was kept.

But he forcefully held your jaw with one hand, snapping it back to re-establish the eye contact.

His nerves were popping out, eyes angry, pupils too small and his tail swinging wildy.

You tried to push away the hand on your jaw when he held your hand.

Now, the anger wasn't limited to his eyes only. It spread all over his face. His expression was terrifying you. He then declared, in a very deep voice,

"Going Out With 'Friends' Without Me?! Since When Were You Allowed To Do That?! Ha! Don't Make Me Laugh!"

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@meo-eiru(The image up there belong to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had no motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

Well, here we go again, with copying the text and pasting it. Lavi seems like the kind of character who acts cute and nice when you agree with him but the moment you are, like, opposing or simply disagreeing with him, he would get angry and very very scary. It is kind of similar to Silas but he won't get angry. He will just laugh freakily and like correct you with his alluring voice.

[gojossugarcandy]

In this, i could have added contrast, like i could have showed him as an angelic person and then a yandere person. That would have been better. And the story seemed too short.

Lost, tired, hopeless, fucked, angry, terrible, gaslighted and many more emotions were felt by you as you sat on a couch. Staring at the door, and then at the huge, delusional elf, who thought he was the only person who could protect you and took on the role of a parental figure for you, was reading a book.

Its title was as absurd as this whole situation - 'How to be a good mother'

You sighed for the nth time, thinking of ways of running away from this place. This place which you accidently found out after doing a dare which your friends gave to you at a partly. This place which was covered with the very forest where you lost your way, shivering in the cold, dark night between large trees. This place where an elf, a giant, tall elf found you and took you home. This place where the savior soon became the oppressor.

To be honest, there were many chances for you to run. But what would you do after running? Silas knew this place like the back of his hand, and you? No, you din't

But then, little snores were heard? Once which you would have found cute, but not in this situation. As you slowly tilted you head towards the noise, you saw, the lovely elf taking a nap.

His head on his arm, and book on table and eyes closed.

Wait, EYES CLOSED!

You could escape!

Now, this time, you had a good chance, maybe you could find someone while he was asleep!

You let your irrational, intrusive thoughts win as you tiptoed to the gallery and jumped down. Good thing, this elf wanted cool breezes keeping the home fresh.

As you started running, you glanced at the watch on your hand. It was late, People would be having a dinner at their warm homes with their real family. Your family would be at home eating the lovely home-cooked meal with deserts send by grandma instead of cocks and tits of a delusional 126-year-old-elf.

You ran

and ran

and ran.

But then, a loud laughter was heard. It echoed through the forest which suddenly went eerily quite.

You froze for a few second before walking slowly, seeing a hut neaby.

An abandoned hut by the looks of it.

A twig snapped due to you walking on it.

Another one snapped, again due to you.

Another one snapped, but this time it wasn't you.

You froze, before bolting to the hut's door and locking it.

Or at least trying to lock it by pushing a nearby table and then sofa against it.

Then, there was silence.

But not a comfortable one.

Loud steps nearing by.

Pat

pat

pat

pat

c l i c k

The door opened but was blocked due to the obstructions in the way.

A hysterical laugh was heard, as Silas called out to you.

And then with one harsh push the door along with the table and sofa were pushed behind, forcefully.

As he stared at you intensely, he said in an alluring voice that was anything but safe

"There you are darling! Didn't I tell you shouldn't hide right before mealtime? Oh, What will I do with you?"

The girl's eyes expressed her horror but deep inside those was a small hint of defeat. A small hint of giving up.

A small hint of acceptance of fate.

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@meo-eiru(The image up there belong to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had not motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

This thing is copied form the precious post of mine. I think Silas has the second-most effect on me (Theo and Ciaran own the first place).

[gojossugarcandy]

God! i didn't do justice to the image. I like posted the story without proofreading it! and i didn't describe how he looked. God that would have looked so good. And a better personality-wise description would have been better. Guys please give me feedbacks, i am new in this, I don't understand anything here!

It was a Saturday night. Saturday nights always guaranteed party nights at club until the security guards throw everyone out for closing. But it also guaranteed a girls night. You and your she-friends stayed there until 2 A.M. Never have you guys left earlier.

But recently, there was an addition to the group. It was a boy, his name was Aiden, who was from your college. Calling him handsome would be a huge understatement with those beautiful hazel eyes which complemented his tan face and brown eyes. Definitely a model material.

He was introduced by one of your friends last week. But you'd rather not reminisce that memory. Your secret bf, Elias, had seen him dropping you off at your home which ended up with you pulling an all-nighter and your legs being jellos.

This time, you were determined to take his number. Aiden gave off the vibes of haven. A place where you could go when you fought with your overly obsessed boyfriend. Yes, he was a yandere. Accepted he was obsessed with you. But you felt like he was restricting you a bit too much. Yandere behavior had always been out of your mind's reach. A concept which only suited fairy tales.

"Y/n?"

Your head snapped to the side as you stared at the man named Aiden.

"Y/n, what happened? we have been calling you for, like, the last five minutes" Your friend enquired.

"Nothing, few sleepless nights have sucked the energy out of me. Hey! Why is our table empty? bring in some beer and vodka!" You cheered, but feeling a tinge of nervousness. A feeling of being stared at. Paranoia was a common thing when you had a yandere bf, so you just decided to ignore the feeling and gulp down some drinks.

You took a glass and gulped it in one go, your friends cheering you on and then you gulped down another one

and another

and another

and another

and so it went on.

While on a place at a distance from the club was a German shepherd, lying down, waiting for its owner. The door knob started turning, as the dog's tail starts wagging. But the knob just keeps on going down and up, down and up until it stopped.

The dog's survival senses started kicking in as it starting barking. But to no avail, the other side of the door silent, like the calm before the stop. A few thuds on door and then it goes radio silent.

Soon the windows fly open, cold winter frost turning the room in the temperature no different from that of graveyards as a man climbed in. The dog, not smelling his owner's scent, jumped at the intruder, struggling to bite in.

And down came the knife. Not once, not twice, not thrice but uncountable times.

As the intruder starts laughing hysterically, now staring at his hands covered in blood and the beheaded dog.

"She is not here, is she?" He mumbles, staring into the dark space.

He suddenly starts looking around frantically. Tears and sweat coming down as he starts laughing which transitions into crying. She didn't leave him, right? RIGHT?!

"Nononononono, No! No! No! But you- BUT YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T LEAVE ME!!! YOU SAID"

"AH! AH! AAGh!!!!"

As the screams echoes down, the girl unknown of what awaits her at home, gets drunk.

"Ugh! Guys, i can already feel the headache coming. Damn, tomorrow the hangover is going to kill me, Please attend my funeral guys!" You declare to your friends as you start getting up to leave. A little shiver ran down your spine as your intuitions beg you to not go back.

Well, you being you, you ignore it as another glass of drink runs down your throat and you start walking out, along with your friends.

Aiden, helps book a taxi as one by one everyone is seated in the taxis, with only you and Aiden left behind. As the last taxi comes, while you are just about to get in, he mumbles,

"Can i crash at your house, tonight?" The look in his eyes expresses a feeling which you have been longing for. Not possessiveness, not anger but lust. Only lust accompanied by no other strings.

But alas! You might be a open person but not a cheater.

"I, uh, I have a boyfriend." You declare, but he is quick to notice the hesitation and take advantage of it.

"It's fine, but do you truly want to be in such a relationship? I noticed your last week's trynna-hide-act. You literally weren't even being able to walk. I think that's rather toxic" The last line was said in a deep whisper, with leaning in to your face.

You couldn't resist the pull, as you both were just about to kiss the taxi driver honks.

You get startled as you push him back. "No, this isn't right. I love him, no matter who he is. I love his obsession with me and I'd rather not have you act like this with me, please" you plead, before sitting in the taxi.

As the taxi starts driving, you start thinking about his behavior, making you see Aiden in a new light which was definitely not good. Why did he try to hit on you, even when he knew you had a boyfriend?!

Agh! You'd rather not think right now. The splitting headache took over you as you slept in during the taxi ride.

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You gave in to your muscle memory, believing it to take you home and you soon reached your apartment's door.

"Haaaaaaaaaaahhhhh" A big sigh leaves the young drunk girl as she opens the door.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Soon enough, screams were coming out of the now-sobered-girl as she sees the pool of blood connected to a dog, which once had a beautiful face. Which one had a head. Now, beheaded, with a man sitting adjacent to it with a knife and a hysterical look in his eyes.

"Where were you?"

His question is answered, though not very clearly, by the owner's sobs. "Nonono, what did you do? Tell me you didn't do it Elias"

"WHERE WERE YOU?!" Her question is ignored as he stands up, staring at her kneeling form before her head looks up. She looks broken. She looks ruined. She looks beautiful. The thoughts run into his mind before her smells a particular cologne on her.

You see, Elias always had a sharp nose. And this nose picked up the scent of the man who had seen you off last week. Now, Elias was beyond pissed. But he was also hurt.

"Your talked with that man again? Even though you promised you wouldn't..."

He abruptly pulled a fistful of your hair, the knife still in his hand, as he said,

"Any excuse, love?"

Now, your reply decides your fate. A single error and you shall soon see the gates of death.

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@meo-eiru (The image up there belong to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had not motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

Also, it went on wayyyy longer. I meant it to be, like, a short story or like a drabble.

[gojossugarcandy]

Lost, tired, hopeless, fucked, angry, terrible, gaslighted and many more emotions were felt by you as you sat on a couch. Staring at the door, and then at the huge, delusional elf, who thought he was the only person who could protect you and took on the role of a parental figure for you, was reading a book.

Its title was as absurd as this whole situation - 'How to be a good mother'

You sighed for the nth time, thinking of ways of running away from this place. This place which you accidently found out after doing a dare which your friends gave to you at a partly. This place which was covered with the very forest where you lost your way, shivering in the cold, dark night between large trees. This place where an elf, a giant, tall elf found you and took you home. This place where the savior soon became the oppressor.

To be honest, there were many chances for you to run. But what would you do after running? Silas knew this place like the back of his hand, and you? No, you din't

But then, little snores were heard? Once which you would have found cute, but not in this situation. As you slowly tilted you head towards the noise, you saw, the lovely elf taking a nap.

His head on his arm, and book on table and eyes closed.

Wait, EYES CLOSED!

You could escape!

Now, this time, you had a good chance, maybe you could find someone while he was asleep!

You let your irrational, intrusive thoughts win as you tiptoed to the gallery and jumped down. Good thing, this elf wanted cool breezes keeping the home fresh.

As you started running, you glanced at the watch on your hand. It was late, People would be having a dinner at their warm homes with their real family. Your family would be at home eating the lovely home-cooked meal with deserts send by grandma instead of cocks and tits of a delusional 126-year-old-elf.

You ran

and ran

and ran.

But then, a loud laughter was heard. It echoed through the forest which suddenly went eerily quite.

You froze for a few second before walking slowly, seeing a hut neaby.

An abandoned hut by the looks of it.

A twig snapped due to you walking on it.

Another one snapped, again due to you.

Another one snapped, but this time it wasn't you.

You froze, before bolting to the hut's door and locking it.

Or at least trying to lock it by pushing a nearby table and then sofa against it.

Then, there was silence.

But not a comfortable one.

Loud steps nearing by.

Pat

pat

pat

pat

c l i c k

The door opened but was blocked due to the obstructions in the way.

A hysterical laugh was heard, as Silas called out to you.

And then with one harsh push the door along with the table and sofa were pushed behind, forcefully.

As he stared at you intensely, he said in an alluring voice that was anything but safe

"There you are darling! Didn't I tell you shouldn't hide right before mealtime? Oh, What will I do with you?"

The girl's eyes expressed her horror but deep inside those was a small hint of defeat. A small hint of giving up.

A small hint of acceptance of fate.

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@meo-eiru(The image up there belong to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had not motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

This thing is copied form the precious post of mine. I think Silas has the second-most effect on me (Theo and Ciaran own the first place).

[gojossugarcandy]

It was a Saturday night. Saturday nights always guaranteed party nights at club until the security guards throw everyone out for closing. But it also guaranteed a girls night. You and your she-friends stayed there until 2 A.M. Never have you guys left earlier.

But recently, there was an addition to the group. It was a boy, his name was Aiden, who was from your college. Calling him handsome would be a huge understatement with those beautiful hazel eyes which complemented his tan face and brown eyes. Definitely a model material.

He was introduced by one of your friends last week. But you'd rather not reminisce that memory. Your secret bf, Elias, had seen him dropping you off at your home which ended up with you pulling an all-nighter and your legs being jellos.

This time, you were determined to take his number. Aiden gave off the vibes of haven. A place where you could go when you fought with your overly obsessed boyfriend. Yes, he was a yandere. Accepted he was obsessed with you. But you felt like he was restricting you a bit too much. Yandere behavior had always been out of your mind's reach. A concept which only suited fairy tales.

"Y/n?"

Your head snapped to the side as you stared at the man named Aiden.

"Y/n, what happened? we have been calling you for, like, the last five minutes" Your friend enquired.

"Nothing, few sleepless nights have sucked the energy out of me. Hey! Why is our table empty? bring in some beer and vodka!" You cheered, but feeling a tinge of nervousness. A feeling of being stared at. Paranoia was a common thing when you had a yandere bf, so you just decided to ignore the feeling and gulp down some drinks.

You took a glass and gulped it in one go, your friends cheering you on and then you gulped down another one

and another

and another

and another

and so it went on.

While on a place at a distance from the club was a German shepherd, lying down, waiting for its owner. The door knob started turning, as the dog's tail starts wagging. But the knob just keeps on going down and up, down and up until it stopped.

The dog's survival senses started kicking in as it starting barking. But to no avail, the other side of the door silent, like the calm before the stop. A few thuds on door and then it goes radio silent.

Soon the windows fly open, cold winter frost turning the room in the temperature no different from that of graveyards as a man climbed in. The dog, not smelling his owner's scent, jumped at the intruder, struggling to bite in.

And down came the knife. Not once, not twice, not thrice but uncountable times.

As the intruder starts laughing hysterically, now staring at his hands covered in blood and the beheaded dog.

"She is not here, is she?" He mumbles, staring into the dark space.

He suddenly starts looking around frantically. Tears and sweat coming down as he starts laughing which transitions into crying. She didn't leave him, right? RIGHT?!

"Nononononono, No! No! No! But you- BUT YOU SAID YOU WOULDN'T LEAVE ME!!! YOU SAID"

"AH! AH! AAGh!!!!"

As the screams echoes down, the girl unknown of what awaits her at home, gets drunk.

"Ugh! Guys, i can already feel the headache coming. Damn, tomorrow the hangover is going to kill me, Please attend my funeral guys!" You declare to your friends as you start getting up to leave. A little shiver ran down your spine as your intuitions beg you to not go back.

Well, you being you, you ignore it as another glass of drink runs down your throat and you start walking out, along with your friends.

Aiden, helps book a taxi as one by one everyone is seated in the taxis, with only you and Aiden left behind. As the last taxi comes, while you are just about to get in, he mumbles,

"Can i crash at your house, tonight?" The look in his eyes expresses a feeling which you have been longing for. Not possessiveness, not anger but lust. Only lust accompanied by no other strings.

But alas! You might be a open person but not a cheater.

"I, uh, I have a boyfriend." You declare, but he is quick to notice the hesitation and take advantage of it.

"It's fine, but do you truly want to be in such a relationship? I noticed your last week's trynna-hide-act. You literally weren't even being able to walk. I think that's rather toxic" The last line was said in a deep whisper, with leaning in to your face.

You couldn't resist the pull, as you both were just about to kiss the taxi driver honks.

You get startled as you push him back. "No, this isn't right. I love him, no matter who he is. I love his obsession with me and I'd rather not have you act like this with me, please" you plead, before sitting in the taxi.

As the taxi starts driving, you start thinking about his behavior, making you see Aiden in a new light which was definitely not good. Why did he try to hit on you, even when he knew you had a boyfriend?!

Agh! You'd rather not think right now. The splitting headache took over you as you slept in during the taxi ride.

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You gave in to your muscle memory, believing it to take you home and you soon reached your apartment's door.

"Haaaaaaaaaaahhhhh" A big sigh leaves the young drunk girl as she opens the door.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" Soon enough, screams were coming out of the now-sobered-girl as she sees the pool of blood connected to a dog, which once had a beautiful face. Which one had a head. Now, beheaded, with a man sitting adjacent to it with a knife and a hysterical look in his eyes.

"Where were you?"

His question is answered, though not very clearly, by the owner's sobs. "Nonono, what did you do? Tell me you didn't do it Elias"

"WHERE WERE YOU?!" Her question is ignored as he stands up, staring at her kneeling form before her head looks up. She looks broken. She looks ruined. She looks beautiful. The thoughts run into his mind before her smells a particular cologne on her.

You see, Elias always had a sharp nose. And this nose picked up the scent of the man who had seen you off last week. Now, Elias was beyond pissed. But he was also hurt.

"Your talked with that man again? Even though you promised you wouldn't..."

He abruptly pulled a fistful of your hair, the knife still in his hand, as he said,

"Any excuse, love?"

Now, your reply decides your fate. A single error and you shall soon see the gates of death.

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@meo-eiru (The image up there belong to her. I really admire, adore, worship, words are not enough! creators like these as they draw such good drawing with their imaginations! Like damnnnnn! and then there is me. A person who likes drawing but is a huge failure. (I swear, my human faces look like monkeys😂🤣😂🤣) Anyway, seeing the image, I had like a context for it. I don't know if this is good or not. My previous stories are trash because I, like, had not motivation to write but just wanted to. But this one fanart fired my imagination up and I just started writing.

Also, it went on wayyyy longer. I meant it to be, like, a short story or like a drabble.

[gojossugarcandy]

A Love Beyond Life

(Part - 3)

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It had been almost a while since you started talking to him. A hot ghost who had been following you and unique thing was that only you could see him.

You were in your bath, peacefully laying in your tub, listening to your favorite songs which were playing on your phone kept nearby. Enjoying the winter vacation days.

Your parents had left in morning itself. They had a business trip, which lasted for 2 weeks, the duration of your winter vacation. There was a nanny, but she told she would came 3 days late due to some problems.

Suddenly a splash was heard and most of your water was forced out of your tub due to something known as buoyancy, again who discovered it? who was happy with it? Only god knows.

You were about to give your vexed piece of mind to your 1-year-old-follower-and-8-months-old-friend when you saw it.

There your friend, Suguru, was peacefully laying at the other edge of the tub with no shame and his hair open.

Naked.

He noticed the irk mark on your face and irritated you mare by saying

"Missed me, Anata?"

"Cover yourself Suguru, and why the heck are you ruining my bath?!"

"You had promised you would bath with me, remember?"

"I don't even remember accidently saying that"

"Well, that is true, because after you said that I was woken up by you"

"Well, it means it was a dream. Wait. Ghosts dream?"

"I am repeating myself for the umpteenth time, I. AM. NOT. A. GHOST."

"Well then, what is your species?"

"Human"

"Anyway, I said those things in your dream, which means that it isn't me who said it but your imagination"

"I don't care, You said it, either real you or imaginative you, I just don't care"

"Wait, Suguru, why have my songs stopped playing?"

"I don't know. From what I can see, is that your phone screen is black and some water droplets are on it"

You raise from the tub to see that the definition of 'some' for Suguru was not the same as for you.

The phone was fully wet.

You.

Were.

Doomed.

But worse?

Suguru was doomed.

You gave a sinister smile to him "Suguru, YOU. ARE. A. DEAD. MEAT."

"With that you took the nearest things to you and started throwing it on him."

"**** ****** ****"

Cussing him to no extent.

Your parents were going to kill you when they found this.

But before that, you were going to kill Suguru for ruining the phone which was gifted to you on your birthday, which happened recently.

Yep, he definitely was dead meat now.

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EXTRA

Suguru was standing in kitchen waiting for you to come in it, still naked and wet due to running directly from the bath tub to here.

"Wherever you are hiding, I will find you and make sure today is your last day here"

You both knew that wasn't the truth.

And just as you opened the kitchen door, a whole bag of flour fell all over your body which was also naked and wet.

Suguru burst out laughing, holding his stomach as he tumbled down to the floor.

"SSSSSSSSSSSSSUUUUUUUUUUGGGGGGGGGUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!!!!!!!!"

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[gojossugarcandy]

A Love Beyond Life

(Part - 2)

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It has been almost an year ever since a.....ghost-uru or ghost-like Suguru is with you.

It seemed that no one ever noticed him.

No One Other Than You

At first you were against talking to him. Even as far as looking at him. But then you finally stopped ignoring him, because he never seemed to stop following you except for when you go to washroom and shoo him out using those god signs thinking it was working, which wasn't.

After 12 months of him following you, you finally decide to talk to him.

"Geto Suguru, that's your name, right?"

"Yes"

"What is your age?"

"Same As Yours"

"Who are your parents?"

"I don't know, I forgot them. I will kill them when I will be 16"

"Which century are you from?"

"The 21st century"

"Why are you so.....ghostly? Why isn't anyone seeing you?"

"I don't know"

"Can we be friends?"

"Yes. By the way, call me Suguru."

"Fine, Suguru"

Later that night, at around 12:30 he attacked your bed with his body. He said he peacefully came and crept under your covers when you could swear you felt him launching himself on you and then removing your blanket only to pull it over you again, though this time with him cuddling with you. He even tied your hair next morning, his signature style.

[gojossugarcandy]

A Love Beyond Life

(Part - 1)

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Imagine this scenario :

You are around 7-8 years old, your mum talking to you about something.

When suddenly you feel someone hugging you, no, definitely not your sibling.

You turn around only to see a tanned boy, around your age, with a half-up half-down hairstyle with foxy eyes.

"Who are you" You ask only for your mother to look at you confused.

You dismiss her confusion saying you just remembered a line from one of your story books. You wait for your mother to ask you who the boy is, but it seems she doesn't see it.

"Do you see this" You ask raising the boy's hand. Only for your mother to reply "Your hand in air? Yes"

You were surprised to find out that, your mother couldn't see the boy hugging you. Which means he was visible only to you, right?

Soon you go to your room and see him following you.

"Who are you" You ask again.

What he replied, was the best answer of your life, after you find out an anime name 'Jujujtsu Kaisen' by Gege Akutami, at the age of around 13-14 years.

"Geto Suguru. My name is Geto Suguru."

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[gojossugarcandy]

I can imagine a situation where you had finally given the very difficult exam for which you had been preparing for an year or so.

After exam you were exhausted and very sleepy as your sleep schedule had broken up with you when you had started preparing for the exam.

When you and Levi had reached home, he asked whether you were too tired to have sex or not.

To be honest, you had been very sexually frustrated, so you didn't even wait for a second before pouncing on him.

Minutes later both of you were half-naked, sweaty, panting like animals on your shared bed.

Just as you were about to kiss again after removing all of your clothes, Levi says ''wait, have you cut your nails?''

'Umm, i guess no? Does it hurt? Oh so sorr-'

You get cut off by him leaving the room. You sat there dumbfounded by the situation when he comes back, though, with a freaking nail cutter.

''It didn't hurt me or so. But hygiene is very important''

He nicely took five to ten minutes to cut each and every nail, both from your hands and your toes.

Then he was like ''Let's continue it now'

But by that time you had fallen asleep.

Yeah, his OCD could really rub the wrong way sometimes

[gojossugarcandy]

I know one thing for sure that during covid-19 the JJK's princesses i.e. gojo and geto for sure would go out not having a care in the world.

Like 'nah who cares' kind of guys.

But if they get caught by Yaga, yeah get ready to die. That man will unleash his satan form.

Also, if they are not caught yet and they down with a cold or even one of them does, again, Yaga be in his Satan form obliterating these boys

[gojossugarcandy]

Let's hear an anectode of mine which happened recently.

It was a beautiful hangout evening with my friend. The sky seemed to have been painted with an orangish-hue. I was in the kitchen, picking snacks for binge re-watching Jujutsu Kaisen S2, which seemed like the best way to spend winter vacation, and my friend was scrolling through her phone, looking for some Megumi posters and merch for us to order.

And then she just blurted, out of context

"Bro, I think I'm a DILF fan"

"...."

''It's just that I like megumi but i like Toji more, so yeah''

[gojossugarcandy]

Guys!!!!!!!!

Chapter 43 of JJK's coverpage is soooooooooooooooooooooo gooooooooooooooooood.

Megumi looks just like how Toji's son is supposed to look.

AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH

Ahem........'Like Father, Like Son'

Definitely true for them.

[gojossugarcandy]

Well, as the new chapters of JJK continue on with Sukuna killing almost everyone in JJK, it kinda made me pissed off at him, like you know-plot armour, but this one edit had me going back to square one i.e. being head over heels for him.

Edit Link

Like, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH, literally his smirk is making me crazy for him, AGAIN! Plus the song went hand-in-hand with his smirk, Oh Gawd!

And then comes JJK's Goat - GOJO - my god, i got no words. I am absolutely speechless.

(I tried but i couldn't find the official creator's video - probably NinjaristicNinja)