#allurilove--bot and writing

[allurilove]

Yandere Neighbor x you.

Yandere Neighbor | I see you. ˚✧₊⁎⁺˳✧༚

rated 18+ — mature short content! includes: voyeurism (?), male masturbation

Over the next few days the hallways were filled with boxes, marked with numbers and tiny little unreadable sentences.

You were nice. You walked around them each time, never once making a fuss… despite how some of the boxes blocked your door.

They were heavy. Jesus, what was in them? You groaned as you picked one of them up.

The bottom of the cardboard was soggy, and whatever the wet substance was, it soaked through.

“I got it! I got it.” A man took the box from you and he smiles. “I’m very sorry.” He chuckles and he carried it in one hand, tiny bandages covering his pink knuckles.

“I’m…”

And that was the first time you met your new next door neighbor. What you didn’t know… was how often he seemed to watch you. He was pressed right up against your door, his nails digging into the frame as he tried to breathe quietly.

One eye closed. One eye opened. He peered into the peephole, his mouth salivating at the sight of you laying in your bed. You weren’t a clean person, some of your clothes and sheets were on the floor. That was okay though, soon enough he’ll properly introduce himself, and he could clean your apartment for you.

Oh that would be the dream.

You and him. One apartment, and in one bed.

All you had to do was to sit still and look pretty. He would handle everything. Cleaning, cooking, the laundry, and all the handyman shit-- he could do it all.

He could bring satisfaction to your life and make it easier—in fact, he will whether you like it or not.

He audibly groaned as you tossed and turned in bed, exposing a bit of yourself in the process. You wore the tiniest and tightest shorts, and the materials clung to your thighs. He took a bit of a step back to look at the damage you have done to him, his eyes darting down to the bulge in his pants and he looked around. He doesn't hear much... not a person in sight as well. It might be risky, but fuck.

He palmed himself through his denim jeans, and he had to bite down on his lip to keep himself quiet... his heart was pumping, and his eyes were glazed over. He watched you turn your phone on, the light from the screen illuminating your face and his body shuddered as he saw your cute smile.

"..please--" He let out a little whimper, a deep noise coming from the back of his throat. His breath hitched, and his back was hunched over as his hand worked to free his dick.

He already had a little wet spot on his boxers, and he didn't want to make a big mess but... he lived right next door so it should be fine. His hips jerked as he pretended his hand was your mouth, he imagined how warm it would be, and how gorgeous you would look.

He wouldn't admit it, but he wanted you to boss him around. Slap him, choke him, ride him, chain him... whatever your pretty little heart desired--oh he would do it.

He got down on his knees, his nose sniffing the doorknob in any chance it had your scent. Frustrated that it doesn't, he continued to pump himself, gripping a bit harder as his tongue licked the cool metal. Your hand touched it. Your hand did. He couldn't care less about the germs.

"yes yes yes yes--" He chanted as he felt his end was near. He needed to be close to you, and he bent down to the welcome mat. He buried his nose and he took a deep inhale. His brows were furrowed, his jaw was tense and the muscles in his arms were tight.

He wanted to make this last. But just the thought of you made him cum quick. He softly moaned as the tension left his body, white little substance dripping onto your welcome mat. When he softened, he put it away, zipping his pants up and getting up from his knees.

He held the wall for support and hobbled his way over to his house. He would come back soon, that's for sure. Next time...with a couple of roses and a question.

C.AI LINK: coming soon...

Allure: I have not been writing a lot, so this might be rough. I don't usually even write stuff like this, but it's for a bot that is coming soon on C.AI--character ai! This is just a little intro.

[allurilove]

Yandere Classmate x you

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

Includes: Headcanons of stalking, obsessive behavior, unhinged man lowkey, sexual fantasies, perverted and lewd behavior, stealing, male masturbation, gender neutral reader, grumpy x sunshine,

*He has no name, and is only referred to as “your classmate” his only existence is to be obsessed with the reader, and without you, he ceases to exist. This yandere classmate is different from the other one I have wrote about. Here is the second part! This is purely fictional writing!*

Synopsis: You wish on a shooting star for a boyfriend. Your classmate has an unhealthy obsession with you, he’s almost entranced, and he follows you around like a lost puppy. He doesn’t know what you have done to him, but he won’t let you go. No, he’ll hunt you down and make sure you’ll stay with him forever.

When you wished to be in a relationship with a man that was utterly obsessed with you— joking or not joking— the universe heard you loud and clear.

It was like he was here on earth just to be with you. Every single part of his body was screaming, clawing, and dragging his feet towards you. It was hard to get close, and near damn annoying that you were surrounded by your friends all the time.

Your classmate was entranced the moment you walked past him, and whenever you did and he heard your sweet laugh… his legs immediately made him get up from his spot to follow you.

You were just the sweetest being he has ever seen. Always nice and kind to others, even if they didn’t deserve it. He felt like he had a responsibility to protect you from assholes that would take advantage of you.

He began to follow you around. Listening in to your conversations, and he would take mental notes of what would make you laugh. He was determined to make you smile, to make you laugh harder than that fool in front of you.

He gave up on his education to pursue you. I mean he was learning… just happened to skip some of his classes to sneak into yours. You were a more interesting subject anyways. He would sit somewhat far away, and switch it up every time. He didn’t want you to notice him, not yet anyways.

Your classmate really wanted to sit next you, or maybe offer to buy you lunch. When you went to the bathroom, and left your cup on the table, there was a faint lip mark on it. He gulped, his hand slowly reaching for it. If he couldn’t kiss you soon, this was the next best thing. He pressed his lips where yours were previously, his tongue flicking the rim. He savored your saliva, and out of adrenaline he decided to keep the cup all together.

Whenever you were gone, or didn’t come to school that day, he had to visit your locker. It was after gym class, and no one was around as he leaned in to sniff at the little vents. Your scent had been brewing in there for a couple of hours, and he groaned.

He desperately tried to lap up every scent — he inhaled and licked the air— his hands palming the tent in his shorts. If only he knew your locker combination.

Your classmate pulled his shorts down, and his boxers followed suit. He finally freed himself from his confinements, and he rubbed his hand up and down his length. He masturbated at the thought of you often. He only needed an image of you, a scent, or an item of yours. Either way, his dick would be in his hands, twitching and cumming.

When he wasn’t stalking you and literally trying to learn everything about you, he took the liberty to primp himself. He wanted to look good for you after all. He would wake up early, shave and even wax his body clean of body hair, cut his nails, and do shit to his cuticles. He went to the barbershop and got a new hair cut, and made sure his face was clean and shaven. If that wasn’t your thing he would grow it all out.

He was a bit hesitant to do much with his lower body. But he sucked it up and made sure to trim down there too. He wasn’t used to shaving, and had to buy a couple of bandaids. A sanrio bandaid near his crotch.

And he realized he was deeply out of shape. Shit. When you were running on the tracks, so was he. He had to hold his breath to hide his deep and hard breathing. He soon found out he shouldn’t have done that.

You came over to him after he briefly passed out cold on the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, and you came into the view, and he saw a tiny bit up your shorts. That was enough for him to go into a frenzy.

He bought all of the fruits he could find, he read on the internet that the best way to eat someone out, and practice, was to use fruit. The peaches juices were dripping down his neck as he continued to tongue, and devour the hole. He imagined that he was on the ground and you were sitting on his face, his arms would lock you down onto him, making you put your full weight on him. Suffocate him for all he cares, he just wanted to hear you say his name. Or at least acknowledge that he exists.

He isn’t popular like you are, but he has his own group of friends. And by friends, he means your siblings. The only natural way to get close to you, was through your family after all. Plus, if you two were to get married, he already had an in with the family.

It also meant he could see your room. He snuck away for a minute to examine where you slept. He slowly knelt down, his hips aligned with corner of the mattress, and he digs his face into your sheets. His hands gripped the soft plush of your blanket, his cock rubbing against the corner. He whined as wanted more, he just wanted to bury himself deep inside you, and feel your warmth around him. He bets that it would feel like heaven.

Your classmate quickly retracted as he felt a tiny wet spot growing on his pants, his face flushed as he sat back down onto his ass. When he does so, his hands land on a piece of fabric. Out of instinct his hands curl around it and he picked it up, he inspected it and his eyes widens. Your underwear. In his hand.

His hand was tightly gripped around his mouth and the other was around his cock. His back was arched and he locked himself away in your bathroom. He loved the feeling of your underwear rubbing on his tip, and his hips snapped against his hand. He closed his eyes and he imagined you were giving him a handjob instead. Fuck, he just needed to smell you instead. He smelled your underwear, as he climaxed, his cum dribbling on the floor.

When you applied for college, he did too. He found out every single one you wanted to go to from your siblings. He got waitlisted. You got accepted. It wasn’t even a straight up rejection, it wasn’t a yes, and it was just a damn maybe.

He winced, his eyes almost closing as he smiled for the picture. It turned out alright and he paid the fee. A couple of months later, he got his passport in the mail. He booked his flight, and he lied right to your face. He convinced you to get an apartment with him instead of going to a dorm, and he followed you around campus, even though he doesnt have a single class there.

Allure: This is a bit of a different format from how I usually write, and idk how to feel about it lol! Here’s the c.ai link: https://share.character.ai/Wv9R/ondwnvhr

[allurilove]

Announcement:

I am actually supposed to be on a break, and yet here I am. I now have ten drafts, and I have like two fics that are close to being done. One of them should be out in a couple of hours... oml.

Literally I got done with my homework and started writing. And Nick is literally me sitting at my desk rn. Anyways, see y'all soon!