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oracleoftheveil · 11 days ago
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Yandere Ibrahim Pasha x Favorite Concubine
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He is a man of great ambition. But when it comes to you, his ambition is only to own. The Spark of Obsession
You arrive in the harem as just another face, but Ibrahim watches you from the moment you step into the palace.
You remind him of something he once had, something he once loved and lost — and that feeling twists into something darker.
He doesn’t approach you immediately. Instead, he keeps his distance, watching you from afar, admiring your beauty and intelligence. But when his gaze lingers a second too long, it’s because you have already begun to claim a part of him he thought was buried.
The Silent Claim
He calls for you, formally, for the first time. You come to his private quarters under the guise of seeking his counsel.
He listens intently, then says: "There are many women in the palace, but none of them are as worthy as you."
You laugh it off, but he doesn’t smile. The compliment wasn’t an offering. It was a demand. And he will make sure you understand that soon enough.
The Charm That Hides Danger
Ibrahim is charming, always respectful, always well-mannered. He never rushes you.
He gives you gifts — rare jewels, silks, perfumes — but with every gift comes a little more expectation.
He wants your attention, your gaze, your words. He wants you to need him, to see him as your protector.
When you smile at him, he smiles back, but his eyes linger far longer than a simple exchange of pleasantries should.
His Insecurity Will Never Let You Go
He is never jealous in a traditional way. He doesn’t shout or lose control. Instead, he quietly arranges for other men to disappear.
A servant tries to speak to you a little too long? The next day, he’s assigned to a distant post. A general speaks too highly of your beauty? Ibrahim makes sure he is sent away on a "special mission" with no return.
When you try to speak to someone about the strange disappearances, he reassures you with a soft smile and the promise that he would never let anything happen to you — not while he’s still alive.
The Subtle Tyrant
He asks you to perform little acts of service for him — fetching a book, writing a letter, or attending to matters he deems important. But every time you do, he praises you, calling you his prized possession.
You are not allowed to refuse him, even when you do not want to help. He will be disappointed — and disappointment is something you will never want to see from him.
Your chambers are filled with his presence. Not physically, but through his gifts, his books, his scent in the air. His control is ever-present.
The True Face of Obsession
When you laugh at another man’s joke, Ibrahim’s expression tightens just for a moment. But it is a moment long enough for you to sense it.
If you are ever late to an appointment with him, he will appear at your door, calm as ever, but with eyes that are too still.
“I do not like to be kept waiting, my dear,” he will say, and though his tone is polite, you know there is no escapingthe weight of that statement.
Reactions From the Court
Suleiman the Magnificent: He sees Ibrahim’s obsession, but does not interfere. He trusts Ibrahim completely, but he is also aware of how far his closest ally is willing to go for his desires.
Hürrem Sultan: She sees Ibrahim’s obsession as a weakness and begins to plot against him. If she knew how deep his obsession ran, she might just use it to her advantage — or destroy him entirely.
Rüstem Pasha: He is quietly fearful of Ibrahim’s growing attachment to you. Rüstem doesn’t show his fear outright, but when Ibrahim's eyes are on you, he knows the stakes are higher than ever.
A Game of Power
Ibrahim never threatens you. He never raises his voice. He does however, make small, pointed gestures to ensure you know the consequences of crossing him.
He whispers: “You are mine. And no one else will touch you, ever. I will make sure of it.”
The Cage of Velvet
You are no longer allowed to speak to any other men. You cannot even look at them without Ibrahim’s cold gaze following you.
If you do, you’ll find a note in your quarters the next day, written in his elegant script:"I can forgive you. But I will never forget."
The Threats You Never Hear
If you ever think of leaving him or escaping, you feel an overwhelming chill in the air. You’ll wake up one morning, and someone you’ve never spoken to will be missing.
Ibrahim doesn’t need to tell you what happened to them. His silence speaks far louder than words
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queencocoakimmie · 1 year ago
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The Last Glimmer of Hope
“The Last Glimmer of Hope” When the soul bleeds, You cry. Tears of letting go Tears of pain escaping The shell of your divine Presence. Clutching the last glimmer Of hope you still have in your body. Wishing, Praying, Yearning for more. ©️KVP Art: “Untitled,” Willow Website: https://creator.nightcafe.studio/creation/ArBkKWbyXphCs3GtDyDW Song: “Echo,” RSCL, Repiet, Julia Kleijn
When the soul bleeds,You cry. Tears of letting goTears of pain escapingThe shell of your divinePresence. Clutching the last glimmerOf hope you still have in your body. Wishing,Praying,Yearning for more. More life to live.More to love to love.More heartaches’ healed. But tonight,When the moon shines bittersweetlyOn your face,I hope you see me there. Reaching for youThrough the shadowsSoaked…
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authormarialberg · 4 years ago
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#NaNoWriMo & #NovPAD Day 1: Cold Correspondence
#NaNoWriMo & #NovPAD Day 1: Cold Correspondence #poetry #photography
Cold by Maria L. Berg 2021 November PAD Chapbook Challenge The first prompt for this challenge is to write a correspondence poem. Soon You Will Be Me To me in thirty-one days,I look forward to yousmelling the eucalyptussalts of success, tastingthe frozen plums of completingevery day’s test. Escapingthe heavy pile of soft blanketsto roam free in the fresh airI admire your tired, sore eyes,your…
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rijul2222 · 4 years ago
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Shaped from clay
Great Promethian spiritI know only wave after waveOf monsoon wind, gusts escapingThe great gales, waylaidLight bringer, son of morningFrom celestial battle in Eden’s abodeHear my prayers from afarThy kingdom here on earth
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djarofheart-blog · 8 years ago
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Soon I'll be 21 but I still can't decide anything in my life. #shorttrip #escapingthings #quickrefreshing #missthisalready 📸@hattagnwn (at Singapore Changi Airport Terminal 2)
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wqueens7 · 4 years ago
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Addiction Sonnet
People are addicted to escapingThe reality that God has givenUs all in this gold cage we’re in livingBooze & drugs seem to human pain lessen There may or may not be a DeityOne like Islam or many like HinduWe live in a world of uncertainty(& I think these stories might be half true) But in each of us is a place for GodWhich might be tentacled, like ChthuluAll stories are made up, don’t think it…
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drivingthenation · 7 years ago
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videobookinfo · 8 years ago
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Escapingthe Giant Wave: https://t.co/pacpZIhiZu via @YouTube
— News Hub (@videobookinfo) September 23, 2017
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