lovers2death

[lovers2death]

"Stop looking at the door."

SYNOPSIS ;; Shane, your loving husband, is so tired of your eyes being glued to the front door of your home. Why can't you just accept the life he's built for you? He worked so hard just for you. Please, just stop looking at that damn door.

WARNINGS ;; Yandere!Shane, implied kidnapping-ish, non-con kissing, this is pretty light hearted to be honest, likely not proof-read, Y/N is NOT used.

REQUESTED BY ;; Nobody! Cooked this up on my own!!

WORD/CHARACTER COUNT ;; 737 words 3,957 characters

MDNI!!! DEAD DOVE; DO NOT EAT

╭──────────.★..─╮ You really couldn't help where your gaze fell. Drawn like a moth to a flame, it constantly rested on your one (conventional) exit; the front door. Oh how you longed to go out once again, to feel the sun beating down on your now paled skin. Shane never let you leave, and you doubt the thought had even ever crossed the man's mind. Not once.

Oh but how it crossed yours. It was all you could do, really. He didn't let you lift a finger. Hungry? He could make something for you- or simply go out to get something if he didn't feel like cooking. All the chores were mostly done, and if you tried to finish, or tidy up more than he already had, Shane wasn't shy to show how cross with the idea he was, ushering you back into bed. Maybe at a time you would've found this behaviour endearing, even sweet. But now? All you wanted to do was work. Something, anything to make you feel alive.

The sound of the door opening surprised you, as whilst you were sucked into your own thoughts you hadn't even noticed the fact Shane was due to be home any moment. The man, for while he might've been mistaken for some sort of devil he was most certainly a man, smiled at you,

"Hello, love," he hummed chipperly as he walked to you, tone sickly sweet. God, you hated the way he spoke. His gruff voice dripping with honey, albeit poisoned. "Have fun while I was away?"

Really; you had no idea why he asked you questions like that. No, of course you hadn't had any fun. You were trapped inside. 'Insanity; doing the same thing over and over yet expecting a different result', you'd heard somewhere, and Shane truly fit this definition. And, perhaps, so did your staring past Shane at the door, almost attempting to will open the door.

"No, I did not." You replied flatly, not wanting to give your sick 'husband' any more attention than he was owed. Any more than you already had just by glancing to him. His smile faltered, swiftly being replaced with a frown. "No?" He parroted thoughtfully, "Well, it's okay, I'm here now,"

You could feel the bed dip with his weight as he sat next to your spot, his arm wrapping itself around your shoulders, "I got you," Shane mumbled sweetly, his thumb rubbing along your arm.

It took your entire being to not puke. You felt so disgusting when he touched you. It really surprised you that he hadn't forced himself upon you. Besides stuff like kissing, or cuddling, he'd never attempted anything below the waist, and not once did he attempt to grope at you without consent ether. A part of you wished to be thankful, but the other, larger, part reminded you he should not be thanked for not assaulting you. That was just human decency.

"Right.." you replied, though you didn't want to. But the warning squeeze he'd given to your arm was enough to tell you that he wanted his little bird to sing for him. Despite it all, your eyes hadn't strayed from the door, basically unblinking, too. "..Doll. Stop looking at that door." Shane suddenly snapped, his hand harshly squeezing your arm yet again, though harder this time, enough to where you were sure there'd be a mark.

"Ow-- Shane! You're hurting me-" you spluttered, eyes finally leaving the door to dart over to Shane, wide with fear. "I do everything for you; and all you can do is think of ways to leave me!" He exclaimed, venom in his voice, "It's not fair to me, sweets! Not fair, I tell you!"

And while your mind gave you every single reason he was wrong, how it was in fact VERY fair, you knew better than to talk back when he was riled up. Yes, you were stubborn, and could hold your own in a fight, but Shane as stubborn too, as well as stronger. It was a fight you knew you'd lose, and you didn't feel like having to play offense in your bedroom right now.

A sigh escaped Shane, and he leaned forward, pressing his lips against yours, "I love you, y'know," he said softly once he'd pulled away slightly. The feel of his lip against your own made you want to cry with disgust.

"I love you too." ╰─..★.──────────╯

[lovers2death]

Mine, and mine alone.

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So,,,, this will be mostly a yandere blog, as I am a sucker for yandere characters and the trope in general, so here's what you should know!

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There will most likely be stuff like;

Non-con/dub-con (light) age gaps NSFW! Yandere Stalking Gore

anything like that.

And do I do requests...? YES!!! YES I DO!! But what for, you may ask?

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STARDEW VALLEY

I would do more, but I struggle with keeping up motivation for blogs, and two sections seems like a good place to start. So request away!! And request practically anything! IF I AM UNCOMFORTABLE WITH A REQUEST I WILL NOT DO IT, but there's basically nothing off the table, besides bodily fluid kinks (aside from cum and blood)

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