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keypaa · 7 months

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Astrology Observations No.5 🧛🏻‍♀️💋🖤👻

(+ a bit creepy stuff)

I use the whole sign system

Uranus opposition Ascendant & strangers talking to you all of a sudden in unexpected ways and places

Mars in 8th house get attacked by spirits often (sleep paralysis, seeing shadows, feeling presences) in many places you go to

!Sensitive topic¡

Astroid Medusa (149) in strong aspects (usually squares) with the north node/southnode + pluto indicate r*pe. I saw it in two of my friends chart. The north node can be seen as destiny. Even if you don't have this aspect and still went through this i love you you are never alone ❣︎

Scorpio ascendants attract a whole bunch of creeps trust your gut and keep it safe people always pay attention to what you are doing you just need to look closer

Lilith in the 10th house and females being annoyed of their presence in the work place. Usually also attract a whole bunch of jealousy in school, uni or at work. Michele Avil that was murdered by her best friend because of jealousy had this placement

Moon in Scorpio hate not having control they know how to (atleast try) to get someone to do something. Positive note good investigators who would make great psychologists, detectives and so on

So well if you have a bunch of 1st house, 8th house or 12th house placements in planets like venus, mars, moon or lilith you are more prone to attract stalkers atleast once in your life KEEP IT SAFE and I mean it¡! And by stalkers I also mean people who do a whole bunch of research on you and your life or keep following you obsessively on social media.

Don't leak unnecessary information about you and try to not go to quite places alone where no one could find you if something would happen.

Lilith in leo are feared by females loved by men

Venus in 10th house don't tell anyone about your love life trust me even tho people always find things to say and spread rumors about. You will publicly be known for what is happening in your love life.

Moon in aries need to be feared, if introverted it takes long to see their anger but most aries moons show ther anger explosively nevertheless they cool down rather quickly, loyal to their loved ones tho

Don't fuxk with leo venus friends they take care of them like a lion mother, dedicated

Venus in capricorn always have enemys

Masculines with libra placements always fall for people who don't love them the same way/or for absolutely toxic & crazzzy people

Lilith in the 22nd degree are necrophilists. Just look at Richard Ramirez chart, he loved s*x with the dead.

According to Ian Altosaar the 22nd degree is about murder and I combined this information with liliths nature, hidden desire. 👻Ps: Most necrophilists are men not always but almost all the time https://ijop.net/index.php/mlu/article/download/734/688/1339 or on Wikipedia (not so reliable source but says that about 92% are men)

Virgo placements get underratedly sexualised a whole lot. The biggest p*rn star right now has virgo placements. Also virgo liliths can be se*ualised

Pisces moons had a time of their life where they cried a lot or still are very emotional (nothing bad). Other than that they can be dangerously manipulative if they want to and feel every slight difference in someones behavior

Aquarius ascendants and loving colorful clothing

Juno (3) in aries and rooting for ambitious people that behave masculine in a loving manner (romantically)

Juno (3) in aquarius want a partner that sticks out from the masses

Mercury in sagittarius have a special voice

Pholus (astroid) shows you what transformed you the most in your life:

1st hous/Aries: You yourself/sports caused a transformation in your life

2st house/Taurus: Your financial situation changed you

3rd house/Gemini: The area where you live in (hood) affected you, or off topic your car/drivers license

4rd house/Cancer: Your home life, emotions or femininity

5th house/Leo: Creative skills of yours or recognition transformed you

6th house/Virgo: Routine or your health/hygiene plays/played a crucial role in your life

7th house/Libra: Your love life/ or glow up affected your life view

8th house/Scorpio: Deaths, paranormal stuff, operations, accidents and your sexuality transformed your way of dealing with life

9th house/ Saggitarius: Other cultures, traveling and your ancestors trigger something in you

10th house/Capricorn: Your work, work environment and accomplishments changed you

11th house/Aquarius: Humanitarian topics, technology and friends started your transformation journey

12th house/Pisces: Religion, spirituality & plastic surgerys may have affected your journey of developing your sense of self

Luvvv muah

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screechingsandwichtriumph · 3 months

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Platonic yandere avengers x reader x romantic yandere peter parker

Idek how to begin this so beware unlucky readers

Summary: you are an idol ,you are an avenger. How can they not be slightly a little bit protective of you

Warnings: yandere themes , stalking, obsession, fighting, blood , I think this is it

Also this will include(I'm sorry I didn't exactly do the like main six or whatever) Tony , Steve , Bucky , Clint , Natasha , Wanda , Peter

This is longer than I expected and I kinda don't like it but here it is in its full glory<3

When you joined the team , they blamed their protectiveness over you to your personality

I mean you are so cute and look so innocent , how can they not want to protect you ?

Tony had totally not hacked into every single account that you own / have owned in your life and he absolutely hasn't researcher your dad's Facebook to find childhood pictures of you. And he surely didn't print those out and handed then around in the team. Also expect to be spoilt rotten. Complained once about a stain on your favorite jacket? Have three more of the exact same just in case

Steve claimed to need specifically your help to understand how to operate anything mechanical ad expect to have a lot of movie marathons. He will read you before you sleep even though you are not a child anymore because ' he just liked when he is reading out loud'

Bucky would be the type of person to dig in deep in your life. He wouldn't stalk you specifically. That is tasked to someone else. No . He would stalk Al your friends and all your exes and highschool teachers.ad if he had to he would accidentally make some of them he consider bad influences disappear

Clint along with Natasha are your stalkers

Clint will always be hidden close by in case you need help with something (like , idk someone dead?) and my man could literally enter your home , casually look around a bit , stare at your decorations , and be out without you even realizing he was never there

Natasha on the other hand isn't so subtle. You could easily spot her on the other end of the street wearing sunglasses and staring at you intensely. Once you were in a bookstore admiring some books and stationary that you did not buy and the next day they were at your door with a little note that said ' saw them and they reminded me of you - Natasha ' as if you hadn't seen her looking at you. It isn't even that she is stupid . She just doesn't care

Wanda practically lived at your head at this point knowing things about you , you were barely aware of. Like , what do you mean you can't remember that one time you went snowboarding and fell? What do you mean how she knows that story and that you never told her? Of course you did silly!

Peter now was clearly in live with you and the first to meet you and get obsessed over you. When after some time he went to Tony and told him about his feelings , Tony supported his feelings to the max since this could be beneficial for all of them. Peter would never leave , they trusted him and he could keep you close.

Now you seem like a soft baby that needs protection from everyone ands that's mainly due to the way you present yourself and act. You have the most bubbly soft personality and everyone loves that

Being an idol , and an avenger was a dream come true for you , so when you had a big show and gave to them tickets to come see you they of course came( Tony almost bought all tha tickets so it could be only you but Steve stopped him)

Heating a music so fitting to your aesthetic it was like they fell in love (platonically and romantically for Peter) all over again. You are just so sweet and cute

Then a day came where an attack happened in new York and all of you jumped to action. They had no time to stop you from going to battle or even think about doing it really. The only think they could do was act.

Now , your powers were so incredibly powerful that they never thought you would have to fight face to face with someone. But they were terrible wrong

Once the fight was over they all spotted you on the corner of a building with bloody fists and a small trail of blood staining your pretty pink costume. A fan of yours was there asking you to take a picture . You kindly smiled at the camera revealing a set of bloody teeth.

Your fan seemed super excited at that and almost yelled out in joy. You bid her goodbye and went towards the group of your shocked friends

They all just stared at you in an unusually bloody shape , that somehow seemed fitting (?)

Later on they were shown a video of you with a bunch of people , that you were brutally fighting with . They were all left to shreds when you left your head held high.( Peter was even more into you after that)

Asks are always open<3

#x reader #fanfic #🕷️#peter parkerx you #yandere marvel #yandere spiderman #yandere peter parker #yandere tony stark #yander captain America #yandere bucky barnes #yandere wanda maximoff #yandere netasha Romanoff #yandere clint barton #idon reader #tony stark x reader #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader #wanda maximoff x reader #bucky barnes x reader

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rowretro · 7 months

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𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕠𝕟

✧tag list✧: @baevsxii

✧warnings: Yandere/toxic themes, kidnapping, death

♡synopsis: Lee Heeseung loved the feeling of falling in love, wanting to kill or die for a girl he knows would stay loyal to him. He got unlucky thrice, the three cheaters now rotting 6 feet underground, post mortem reports manipulated. Then he laid his eyes on her. Y/n. A girl looking for not just love, but commitment, someone she can trust blindly, knowing he'll be there for her. A match made in heaven right? too bad for her, he's a fucking psycho.

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Y/n sat at the café table Criminology book open before her, Laptop just beside, her jaw rested on her palm. A large Matcha bubble tea that was barely halfway finished as she loved to drink expensive drinks like this, slowly. She had been taking notes of what she believes she needs to remember for her exam. 2 hours of revising, and she found herself getting distracted. "Baby I'll be home before you know it, yeah just at work right now" a male said into his phone, hanging up straight after.

Infront of him, another girl too a seat, a sweet smile, looking at him as if he's her world, he leaned into kiss her. Men. so fucking un loyal. Why is it so hard to find a man who could do the bare minimum and not expect something? Was she asking for too much?. the girl heaved a sigh to herself, feeling bad for whoever the unlucky girl was. She got on with typing her notes, not even getting distracted by a rather pretty man who had walked in.

However he was immediately captivated by her beauty. Black hair, a few blonde pale highlights, glossy lips, long lashes, and a very attractive sense in style. One would take a look at her and assume she's some rebellious teenager, only Heeseung saw a girl waiting to be loved, to be held in his safe arms, someone looking for her soulmate. He wants her, he needs her, I mean she's literally made just for him.

Lucky for him, most tables were full, he ordered a drink as he approached her "excuse me... you don't mind me sitting next to you do you?... all the other tables are well... full-" Heeseung said as y/n looked around. There were some empty tables, but she was a bit socially awkward around strangers, not wanting to get on the strangers bad side, she nodded with a soft smile, moving over a little. Heeseung sat beside her, leaving plenty of space. He took out his laptop as he got on with his work. Eventually she went to the restroom, leaving her phone behind with him. Using the little time he had, he bugged her phone and placed it just where it was before.

Since that day, he kept track of all of the people she knew. The girl was walking home one day, looking over her shoulder every few minutes, trying to shake off the feeling that someone was following her. It was late at night, she lives alone, the last thing she needs is to lure a demon into her safe space. So she decided to make sure of that, assuming that singing and vibing to the music she was listening to as she skipped home would de-attract any potential stalkers.

Heeseung found it cute seeing how she was really getting into her music. See to him, he assumed she was acting as if she was in a music video, just because she thought no one was around. She's just so fucking cute in his eyes. So fucking cute. Especially when she's begging and crying, her little brain trying it's best to process what was going on.

Heeseung made a little pouty face as he bent down to her level. He just kidnapped her, the girl now tied up in his basement, her mascara-tear stained face in his view. He wiped away her tears as he planted a soft kiss on her lips. "Oh don't cry pretty baby... I'm only here to protect you... I love you y/n and I know you will love me. but for that you need to stay at home with me." He explained.

5 days had passed since then. Y/n was stick in this ginormous palace-like mansion. Stunning, intricate designs in the walls, golden patterns in the roof, an elegant, dazzling chandelier in the centre of the room. Heeseung was too sweet, he's everything she needs but dangerous. He's fucking perfect, but a sick psycho. Y/n feels herself falling for him, yet she fears him.

Heeseung smiles when he sees y/n, her eyes scanning the window with a pout. There was a little bunny in the garden and y/n wanted to play with it, but now that bunny was no more, either it's been hunted down or it found a better place to graze. "Sweetheart... come here I have something for you" Heeseung called out as y/n silently walked over to him. The man slipped the opaque sheet off of a pretty big square-shaped item.

The item was a fairly big bunny cage, with 2 little fluffy bunnies, one white and one had brown spots. Y/n audibly gasped as she squealed "So so cute!!!!" she said smiling, the girl hugged him tightly as Heeseung smiled, hugging her back, kissing her forehead as she blushed at his acts. He's the one. Others may call her crazy for falling for a kidnapper... but how could she not? in a world full of whores and cheaters, this man seems so... human.

"c'mere bunny~" y/n cooed softly as the small white bunny that was at Heeseung's foot. She stroked the spotty one, playing with his ears. "I'm going to call you.... Rocky!... then I'll call her Reena, because Rocky and Reena are a couple!" she said with a smile. Heeseung snickerred finding her so sweet, her love for animals being so intriguing to him.

Y/n rested upon Heeseung's chest. He had killed quite a few men on the streets today, but you found it romantic, he killed those perverted catcallers just for you. "Baby... I want a pet baby pig" y/n pouted as Heeseung snickerred "I think that's impossible sweetie, we can visit a petting zoo, but I doubt they'd like us since we did eat pork today..." He pointed out as y/n giggled, her eyes meeting his. They kissed, the sickeningly sweet, addictive taste of his saliva filling her mouth. Never has she ever felt so loved before...

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Rocky and Reena were my bunnies, but they passed along w their 3 babies, only Suzi survived of the 4 babies they had</3 my poor bbys

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heeseung-min · 11 months

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"Oh! You got flowers again! It's the fifth time this week."

You stared at the bouquet of lillies. It's your favourite flower but you felt creepy after reading the notes that this person left for you.

I hope you like this flowers just how I like to see you every night you come home.

You discarded the flowers while your coworkers stared at you with confusing expression.

"Why did you throw that?"

"Yeah, you should be grateful you got admirer."

"Can you guys just shut up and mind your business?"

With that, your coworkers started to leave your table and went to their seats. You spent your day with stressing over the work and about the secret admirer words. It made you feel agitated on your surrounding.

"Y/n, do you want to have lunch together?"

Heeseung asked you as he keep his place nice and tidy before turning to you waiting for a response.

"Sure, let me finish this first."

While you were eating with Heeseung, you got a text from unknown number. You put your cutlery down before taking the phone.

Even when you're eating, you still look beautiful.

And below the text, there was your picture captured while you were eating. You immediately looked at your surrounding trying to find someone suspicious but everyone in there seems busy with their work and foods.

"Are you okay, Y/n?"

"Yea...yes. I'm good."

"Did something happen? Why were you looking everywhere?"

"Nothing, can we just hurry up? I remember I still didn't finish the report I need to do. I don't want Mr.Park to be mad at me."

Within five minutes, Heeseung and you finished lunch and paid the meal. Your eyes were looking everywhere when you went out from the restaurant. You felt frustrated when you didn't see any weird person.

It's night and you were waiting for your bus when suddenly a man sitting too close to you.

"Hi, I've seen you few times here. I also work in the same building as yours but in different department. Would you like to go out together?"

"I'm sorry but I have a boyfriend."

The man scoffed and then hold your hand tightly while insulting you.

"Oh you think you are that pretty? Am I that ugly? Do you think I'm dumb to not know you don't have a boyfriend?! You whore-"

You gasped loudly when the man got punched by your boss, Park Jongseong. The tight grip on your wrist finally went off and you winced a bit while trying to move your hand.

"Stay away or I call police on you!"

The man quickly ran away after Jongseong said that. He turned to you and checked on you in case the man hurt somewhere else.

"Are you okay? Do you need to go hospital?"

"I'm...I'm fine. Thank you so much, Mr. Park."

"Let me send you home. I don't trust that guy."

When Jongseong reached nearly to your house, you realized that you never tell him your address. You glanced at him who looked so relax while driving as like he really knew where do you live.

"Make sure to lock your windows and door, Y/n. Who knows the guy might be trying to break in."

"Thank you for the ride, Mr. Park. I really appreciate it."

After he went off, you immediately ran to nearest police station in your neighbourhood and told them about Park Jongseong possibly being your stalker.

"With this info, we can't really confirm him as the culprit. So, we hope you can wait for any update from us."

You came home with disappointed feeling when the police officer said that. Even when you wanted to sleep, you keep thinking about it. You decided to swallow a sleeping pill before laying on the bed.

Beep beep beep beep

While you were deeply in sleep, a man pressed on your door lock pad and you didn't notice or even heard your door got unlocked from outside. You can't even heard footsteps coming towards you.

The man aka your stalker smiling at the sight of you sleeping peacefully. He went to sit beside you and caressed your face.

"You worry about wrong person, darling."

[Part 2]

Ayo, it's really been a long time🤓🤓so sorry for not posting anything😣😓 i hope this one can satisfy you🤗 i bet yall cant guess who the stalker is🤣🤣

Taglist: @obsessed1with1straykids @huggyuvita @duolingofanaccount @stacey-stonem

#yandere enhypen #yandere kpop #enha x reader #kpop yandere #lee heeseung #park jongseong #park sunghoon #jake sim #kim sunoo #yang jungwon #nishimura riki #yandere au #enhypen scenarios #yandere enha #enha scenarios #enha imagines

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uninformedartist · 7 months

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So hey long time no see, just popping in to say that this video by Official_TVC is bullshit.

So summary + thoughts:

Video starts off with defintions on different types of stalking & they say Vivienne has experienced all this kind of stalking. Then goes on to say its 2 individuals doing this stalking and they we the viewer doesn't need to know them, Official_TVC has done a lot of research on them and we should should trust Official & their word without evidence because apparently they retweeted something on twitter & it was a tumblr post thats supposedly exposed Vivienne's siblings, personal things ect. All this is hearsay by you, it shouldn't make the average viewer trust your word. Yes I've seen things but that was from posts I've seen.

Aside -honestly Official should be questioning the anon asks we get on here, some of the asks contain some questionable info like how do you get that info. People get asks on here containing info, people don't go out & hunt all Vivienne's private life, we receive stuff thats how things come to light, OTHER PEOPLE SEND US STUFF.

All the background of the video is helluva boss/hazbin scenes coupled with music from respective shows. No evidence, not even heavily censored evidence to protect Vivienne, just Official_TVC talking & basically saying "trust me bro I did research, believe me". This is heinous accusations, individuals you are talking about & you give nothing. It could be lies for all people know, I don't even believe & I've seen the things you're referring to.

Continued, the stalkers, the 1st one is a "troll" according to Official_TVC & the second is supposedly so bad they were quote " has been 15 ft from vivziepop", no backing on that 15ft statement, Official_TVC just states this. All this stalking, entire pages made is because of a ship. Leaking show stuff (aside again, is GIVEN TO US VIA ANONYMOUS ASKS).

They carry on to say essentially all this hate talk on Viv on YT is cos she's popular, they got nothing of meaning to say on Viv cos they hate her so much they can't talk about her positively. They then mention a person has a never ending stream that just feeds misinformation other YouTubers & quote "on the precipice of wanting to strangle a woman (Viv) who made the crime of making demons gay". Wtf does that mean, who has this never ending stream of feeding misinformation to other YouTube, who & wtf are you talking about.

Anyway, goes on to compare spindlehorse workplace allegations to Amazon (yes ironic) & how Amazon treats its workers really bad... do I need to say more. Goes on to say everyone ragged on Viv because hazbin hotel is on Amazon, Amazon is bad & quote by Official_TVC is cos "everyone looks for an excuse to hate". Ok now I'm giving evidence on why people ragged on Viv for prime since you give jackshit.

Amazon/prime is currently being boycotted, its on the bds list why people were saying to pirate hazbin. Not some bullshit reason Official gave on it being mindless hate. Here is a video explaining why people are boycotting Amazon:

Vivienne also like this post from a fan, do I need to spell out how fucking disgusting this tweet is and the fact that she liked it.

Official carrys on to say stalker 1 did 3 things, doxxed Vivienne, & in their words if you go to said person's page Official states "im pretty sure they know where vivziepop lives". That is speculation, thats your opinion cos no evidence is provided or can be for that matter cos this is what YOU think. Dropping as Official says "nuggets" of info on Viv's siblings University, their work (this info was from a sibling's linked in page, public info). Can I say aside, I know her sibling's names. Why, not from stalking but from them leaving comments on Viv's speeddraws and Viv publicly naming them on her PUBLIC socials. And if you know someone's name you can easily find out what uni they went to, if you know my name & search me up you know what uni I go to its in the public on their linked in, social posts ect.

They go on to talk about how terrible leaking Viv's shows are, which idgaf. Amazon is a zionist corporation I'm pirating anything of Vivienne. Even invincible which I love, pirated it. Fans should too (since I see a lot of fans with free palastine in bio but still pay for prime). Anyway thats on them.

TW: talks of sexual harassment. So Official doesn't want to give more info on this individual which I respect & understand. However they say stalker 1 is sexually harrassing this person, sending content of a sexual nature all because the victim in this situation didn't agree with stalker 1 on the stalker's sentiments on hazbin hotel. I understand protecting the victim but my soul you're literally protecting the perpetrator. Expose them, you keep staying stalker 1 & 2 CALL THEM OUT. Protect the victims but expose the perpetrators.

They go on to stalker 2, who know stalker 1. Stalker 2 supposedly went to the hazbin premiere. They were there to keep an eye on vivziepop Official quotes. No evidence of this quote or info just them relaying it. Again this is all your words against what. Yeah that is concerning it really is but substantiate this evidence & quotes. This is the 1st time I'm hearing about this so I would like to know more on this & this heinous person. But you don't give any evidence. Official says " these people need to be stopped", how can they be stopped. You give no names, no info or evidence, its wishful thinking you saying this. I'm harping on and on on about Official gives no evidence but its so flipping frustrating hearing them spout all this WITH NOTHING to back their words.

TW again: Mentions of suicide and Shay a fan bullied by the fandom who then took their own life. Know a lot of people are still saddened by what led to Shay's passing why I mention this.

Official says stalker 1 is using the death of Shay to entice fruther harrassed on Vivienne. Its "apparently now", huskerdust fans went after Shay with heinous harassment & Shay subsequently ended their life, may they rest in peace. Official claims stalker 1 says Vivziepop is directly responsible for Shay's death. Shay's death was worded as "apparently" but stalker 1 using Shay's death to pin it on Vivziepop is stated as a fact. How disgusting can you be someone died & its apparently so to you but your word of mouth should be considered fact, fuck off. Official then goes on to say... sighs quote "we do not hold politicians accountable when they massacre people of other countries... bloodlines don't exist but we don't blame the politicians pushing the buttons".

Ok wtf, yes we do we blame Biden & other politicians & presidents for pushing the figurative & literally buttons on massacring Palestinians & other minorities, WE DO so wtf are you talking about. I honestly hate Official at this point because wtf are they saying. I don't blame vivziepop on Shay's death, even though when there was attempts to reach Vivienne on what was happening to Shay, maybe the channels they used like email didn't get the message across unfortunately. What I absolutely hate is when fans, like official now use Shay's death as a pawn in relation to people hating on Viv. No one that I've see & I'm saying it now I know who these stalker 1 & 2 are not even they were as disgusting as Official & fans to use Shay's death as to further hate on Vivienne. What Official_TVC is saying is bullshit.

And I disregard everything Official_TVC says after they hearted this comment, fuck you Official_TVC for hearting this vile comment.

I link a screenshot of the outreach to Vivienne via email on Shay aswell as the document on Shay's.

https://docs.google.com/document/d/e/2PACX-1vSfCoyn81fp83pycx5eyS4oxryRpFnVnHdEeyEyouigrKSWAZ5iEgTjt7Q63n68S_PcZK7_klB-9dH1/pub

In all this video is a load of nothing, bullshit actually & just vile on the parts of Shay. They ended of once again reiterating they won't give proof because people just want names & evidence for the tea/gossip & they want to protect Vivienne, shoo shoo. Again trust me bro, I did the research so trust me.

I want to reiterate I condone no actions if provided true on stalker 1 or 2. But from what I've seen of them is all out of context, lies spread by the fandom & things just made up down the grapevine. I don't do this for likes, clout or other bullshit the fandom says. Wouldn't be of me on my nature and the work that I do. Come with substantial evidence, then we discuss & make conclusions but for now

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I hate Vivienne and this fandom, bye all.

#vivziepop critical #helluva boss critical #spindlehorse critical #my post #hazbin hotel critical #helluva boss criticism #helluva boss fandom critical

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deceitfuldevout · 1 year

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Ghostface!Neil Lewis x Reader

Word Count: +2,835

Warning(s): +18, Non con, Breaking and entering, Home invasion, Signs of depression, Stalking, One-sided roleplay.

Author's Note(s): I wrote a lil sum sum for kinktober.

You tell your long-term boyfriend Neil that the two of you should take a break. He doesn't take it well and tries to mend the relationship in his own special way.

You've been dating your boyfriend Neil for almost two years now. He knew something was off in your relationship, he just didn’t want to admit it. From the sudden shift in behavior, to dodging his sexual advances. It was going so well in the beginning of your relationship. Hell, your sex life was more than amazing. If it was a slow day at Gumshoe, Neil and you would have a quickie in the backroom. So why now the sudden shift?

It wasn't until you revealed to him the long kept secret, you had stalker. That's when everything started to make sense. For the past two years you've had to deal with said stalker. When you began receiving calls from him, that's when you made the decision to move a town over, landing a job at a local video store. Where you eventually met your now boyfriend Neil Lewis, and the rest was history. Sure, he had his immature antics, but you loved him, nonetheless.

After a long shift at work, you decide to call it a day. Neil assures you he'll be fine alone, since it was slow on afternoons. When you arrive home to find a bouquet of flowers, you assume they're from him. You smile, picking up the beautiful assortment. But it quickly fades when after reading the note: You will never get rid of me.

You don't know how it was possible, but somehow, he had found out where you lived. You dreaded this day would come. The first thing you do is call Neil. As soon as he hears you crying from the other side, he rushed home. You didn't feel safe alone anymore, not with a stalker lurking around. It got to the point where you'd have Neil inspect the house before going to bed.

Neil felt bad about being the only person you could trust. On the other hand, he indulged in you relying on him for safety. He felt like your very own knight in shining armor. He suggested you stay at home while he worked. Everything was fine during the first few days, weeks, but as soon as it became months your relationship began to strain. You were going insane with Neil around 24/7. Sure, he's a great guy, but he was also the only other human interaction you've had in months. You needed some time for yourself.

But whenever you were alone, another incident would occur. Which led you crying straight into Neil's arms. He would try his best to console you, wiping away the tears and promising to keep you safe. Soon enough, his company felt almost suffocating. He could tell right away that the spark between you had faded.

At first, he'd try distracting you with sex, but it got to the point where you lost interest in that as well. He once caught you faking it. That was the final straw. Neil sat you down in the living room to have a talk. Your big mistake was telling him how you really felt, "I just think it's taking a toll on our relationship, I feel like I'm being suffocated!"

"What are you talking about?! Do I not give you enough space?!" his brows furrow. What were you saying right now? According to him he's given you a little too much. You scoff, "Yeah, down the hall," crossing your arms in a fit. Neil couldn't believe what was coming out of your mouth right now. He genuinely believed things were going well between the two of you.

But the look on your face says otherwise. There are tears in your eyes. You're fed up with Neil's excuses to keep you inside all day long. It was starting to make you go crazy. Constantly looking over your shoulders for safety. Of course, he'd never understand, always so damn immature. Maybe it was best the two of you parted ways, "I just don't feel like there's anything left between us, not like before," it took a lot for you to say the truth.

Neil's eyes widen with disbelief, "What are you saying?" he couldn't believe it, the words coming out of your mouth, "What I'm saying is, maybe it's best we'd take a break," Only for a while, but who knows, maybe this was it. Neil's fists ball up, his jaw clenches. There's no way in hell you're breaking up with him. You don't even know how crazy he is about you.

"What do you want me to do?" breaking the ice. You give him a look of disappointment, "It's more complicated than that--"

"Then tell me! Please!" he goes on a list of things that may have led to this moment. Your answers were short and simple. When he tries to find out the source, you reply again with, "It's more complicated than that,"

"If it's not my personality, or looks, then what is it? What do I need to change?!" there's a long pause after, you then speak up, "Well..." raking your eyes below his belt. It bruises his ego. Was he really that bad? His mind began to race, thinking of the worst possibilities. He was sure now that you were dead set on leaving him. He sighs, "You want space? Fine," he twists the knife, "Don't come back to me crying wolf," with that he leaves, returning to the store.

Out of all people, Neil was the last person you'd expect to say something so insensitive. You crumble to the floor with a sob. How could he?! After everything you've been through! You locked yourself in the bedroom, mourning the loss of your relationship. You didn't want it to end like this, but it seems like Neil had no problem with it.

You drag yourself out of bed, making your way to the kitchen downstairs. As you descend down the stairs you notice a slight breeze on the first floor. Had Neil left a window open? Then an eerie feeling begins to swarm your mind. You rush down the hall to make sure the front door had been left closed. There, standing right in front of the entrance, was a masked stranger. Attempting to pick open the lock.

You stumble, falling back. You're frozen with fear, as you stare at the intruder. Hoping, praying that he wouldn't see you. He's still trying to open the front door. You make a run for it, rushing towards the living room for the phone. It rings, you answer it hoping that it's Neil. A raspy voice on the other side answers, “Ready to be my pretty little victim?”

"H-how did you find me?!" you choke back a sob. Why? Why you? Out of all people. How did this even happen?!

"I told you before, you're never getting rid of me," a reminder, of the years you've spent living in fear. You don't even notice that you've started crying, "M-my boyfriend is upstairs!" bluffing in hopes that he'd stop. Instead, a chuckle can be heard on the other side, "If that's true then I'll cut him to pieces," he threatens. Your bottom lip shakes, "Please...what do you want from me?!"

"I wanna hear you scream..." the sound of a window shatters. You cry out, turning to where it came from. There he is. The man responsible for making your life a living hell. You cry out loud, "St-stay back!" eyeing the large carving knife, "P-please...put that knife down...I'll come with you..." you were actually trying to negotiate with him. But he doesn't want that, no, he wants you to at least put up a good fight, "Run,"

And so, you did, rushing up the stairs as fast as you could. He's hot on your trail. He then decides slows down. What was the rush? It's not like there was a phone upstairs. He wants to take his time enjoying your little game of cat and mouse. He whistles a tune, visiting each room in search of a familiar petrified face. Finally, he enters the master bedroom.

He approaches the wardrobe and rips the doors open, you weren't there, then came the closet, shoving some clothes out of the way, not there either. That could only mean one thing: You were hiding under the bed. He walks around it a few times. Right before making his way to the door to leave. You try your best to muffle a cry. He made it this far, there's no telling what he'll do next.

Suddenly a pair of hands grab both your ankles, dragging you out from underneath the bed. You scream, kicking at the assailant. He brings his knife to your neck. His voice sounds almost amused, "Your boyfriend can't save you now..." that's when the waterworks begin. If Neil were here, he'd protect you with his life. You begin to cry, "Neil...Neil..." sobbing out his name.

The man in the mask mimics you, "Neil...Neil...." he taunts, "Neil! Save me Neil!" to him, it's all amusing, "Seriously, listen to yourself, dumb bitch," his gloved hand digs into your neck. He enjoys watching you squirm beneath him. He grins his crotch against your mound, groaning at the sensation, "M'gonna fuck you stupid..." he's waited for this moment for a long, long time, "Imagine how he'd feel knowing that his girl got fucked," He held the knife to your throat, thrusting his hips forward just to see you squirm. He leans in, "You're going to let me use this pussy, yeah?" only nodding harder when you shake your head. It was funny to him, how you still thought you had any say in this.

He starts to cut away, careful not to nick flesh. You could hear his breathing becoming heavier by the second. He grips each breast in hand, squeezing until it hurt. He slaps the flesh, watching in admiration as it bounced back. Fuck he's horny. He can't stop grinding his crotch against yours. Finally grabbing you by the neck he growls, "Where did you put the lube?"

"We don't have any--" choking as his grip became tighter. He tuts, "Liar, I know you keep it here," it sounded as though he were clenching his teeth. You're at a loss for words. How the hell does he know that? Your eyes widen, "H-how did you...?"

"Do you know how many times I've jerked off outside your window?" he's been a fan of yours for a while. Usually, he'd take his time indulging in that sweet cunt of yours. He loves it when you sit on his face, feeling your tight pussy squeeze on his tongue. He needs to fuck you right now like he needs air to breathe. He lets you retrieve it at the nightstand, twirling a knife in hand.

He jerks himself off a few times before adding a dollop of lube on his girth. He doesn't realize it's affect until after it kicks in. His hips buck in the air, "Fuck..." He groans. So you grabbed that bottle. He's not complaining. He makes sure to lather it all over your pussy, circling the nub a few times. That's when you really felt it kick in. You grab the bottle, only then realizing your mistake.

See, this bottle was different compared to your regular lube. It gave the user a tingling sensation. He lathers it on both breasts. You mewl from the sensation. Fuck, it made you feel like some sort of bitch in heat. You throw your head back when he starts pushing in, fighting the urge to moan. Neil groans, this was way better than in his head.

Although Neil wouldn't admit it, he's gone through some of your belongings. He's noticed your habit of browsing on your phone before getting in the mood. What was it that made you this riled up? So, him being as curious as was, decided to look through your phone. What he found surprised him, and it takes a lot to do that.

He discovered numerous erotic fantasy books, some of them were downright dark and graphic. He can't help but stifle a moan, palming his crotch as he read through them. So, this is what you were talking about? Well, if it's a fantasy that you want, it's a fantasy you'll get. He should've seen the signs a long time ago. How could he be so blind?

Neil notices the way you'd clench your thighs during horror movie. Watching as the helpless final girl gets captured by the villain. It was your favorite storyline, and you didn't even know it. But Neil does. He notices how you were always a horny mess after a real scary movie. How you'd pull the waist band of his pants down before the ending credits. He knew everything about you as a doting boyfriend should.

Neil has been there for you since the beginning, watching over you. Making sure you were safe. He keeps fucking you at a rapid pace. He slides down the mask down just enough so that his mouth could capture a nipple. He could taste the cherry lube on his tongue, swirling it around a few times before releasing it with a 'pop'. His hand reaches down to pinch and pull on your sensitive nub. He then uses the other to press down against your abdomen.

He loves it when you cry out for him. It gave him a huge ego boost. You still believe that he's a total stranger. His poor, sweet angel. Don't worry, you've never betrayed him. But see how easy it was? Anyone could just break in and you'd be helpless to defend yourself. That's why you needed him, as much as he needs you. Don't you see? He's head over heels for you.

Neil would always make sure you'd make it home safe. He even sent flowers to your door as a romantic gesture. You on the other hand, didn't take it so well. It hurt seeing you throw them away. Neil tried numerous times to court you in his own, special way. But instead, you called the cops on him. How could you?

On the day you moved away, his entire world fell apart. He thought it was finally over. Until one day you stumbled straight into his store. Neil took it as a second chance to make things right. But as each day passed by, he felt like his grip on you started to fade. He had to make sure you would always come back running to him. He didn't mean to take it this far. He just wants you see things differently, his way.

As much as Neil wanted to cum inside, he couldn't leave any evidence behind. He yanks the rest of your shorts off, emptying a load right on them. He has to wait a moment and catch his breath. That really took a toll on him. You always got him this excited. He spreads your pussy wide open, admiring the way it twitches. As if it were begging to be filled again. He snickers behind the mask as you turn your head to the side, now embarrassed.

His fingers sink deep into your pussy. He pumps them in and out at a rapid pace, his other hand vigorously rubs your bundle of nerves. You came, hard, squirting on his hand and the carpet below. Your body went limp from the intense orgasm. He chuckles at your reaction. How adorable. He carries you bridal style to the bed, tossing you on it.

He rummages through your nightstand to retrieve something. He turns to you with the device in hand. Your eyes widen at what he was holding, shaking your head vigorously, "N-no...w-wait! Please!" twisting your legs shut in protest. If you think you're going to get off that easily, think again. He's going to take his sweet time pulling out each orgasm from that sweet pussy.

It's been a few hours since then. You were left tied to the bed, mumbling in incoherent sobs, laid out in a puddle of your own arousal. A faint buzzing sound from the vibrator still going on. You were gagged and bound, heaving through a now wet fabric. Neil 'arrives' home to find the window broken. He rushes upstairs to your room. When he sees you tied to the bed, he springs into action, "Baby?!" he removes the fabric, "What happened?!" sounding as sincere as he possibly could.

It was hard fighting the urge to smile.

Your bottom lip trembles, soon a loud wail escapes, "N-Neeilll!" bursting into tears. As soon as he unties the restraints your arms shoot up and wrap around his neck. You held him close as if he would disappear any moment. You try not to choke on each breath, "I-I w-was so scared..." weeping into his shoulder. His arms wrap around your body, "Baby! Baby please don't cry...I'm here, I'm always here," He is. Whether you wanted him to or not. Neil made you a promise years ago.

'You will never get rid of me.'

#neil lewis x reader #dark!neil lewis x reader #reader #reader insert #fab!reader #fem!reader #dark fanfiction #my work #dark fanfic #dark fic #dark!fanfic #dark!fic #dark!fanfiction #dark!neil lewis

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THE STALKER

(998 words)

WARNINGS: Stalker!Soap, obsessive and toxic behavior, NSFW (at the end), Male reader, my writing. (let me know if I have to put more warnings)

(Something about it didn't leave me all that satisfied😒 but I liked it tho)

Beep Beep

You wake up in your room, as always, to the sound of your alarm clock. Your lazy eyes slowly scan the room, and, as you expected... It happened again. The window is half open, even though you were sure it was closed last night. It's a weird thing that's been happening a lot over the last few months, but you just let it go. Your memory has never been that good, and you forget some things quickly… and it's not like this is the strangest thing happening in your life right now.

Every time you go to do your laundry, you realize that another pair of underwear is missing. You don't have that many, so it's easy to notice when one disappears. And there's also another strange thing going on. Every time you go out, you feel watched. You always have the feeling that someone is watching you, but you don't know where.

But it all started to really scare you when you came home after a stressful day at work, and saw a photo of you, sleeping, thrown across your welcome mat.

Terrified, you decided to do the most sensible thing to do.

You call the only person you trust in this world.

You call Soap your best friend. Your ONLY friend. He's in the military, so he should know what to do.

It doesn't take long for him to arrive. You show him the photo, and he is as surprised as you are. You tell him about the things that have happened recently, and, with each piece of information, his eyes widen in surprise and concern. You're at your limit, and he can see that. Seeking comfort, you hug your good friend, snuggling into his arms as he rubs your back and whispers sweet nothings, telling you that everything is going to be okay, and that he will be there for you. Oh, if you could just see the little smile on his face.

After that day, more and more photos started to appear, and you became more and more scared. But you started to panic even more when you found a photo of you taking a shower. You tell Soap that you're going to take this to the police, but he changes your mind. ‘They are slow' he says. ‘Until they start investigating, something worse could happen’ he says. ‘Leave it to me’ he says.

And then, Soap offers to put Cameras in your entire house. Outside, in the bedrooms, in the living room, in the backyard, in the garage. You feel much safer this way, knowing that your best friend is taking care of you. But, oh, if you only knew about the hidden camera he put in your bathroom…

You also decided to give Soap a spare key to your house... just in case.

Jackpot.

Soap's plan is coming to fruition. After so many years, engineering everything precisely. He knew you very well, before he even exchanged a word with you. When you met him at a club, he seemed so friendly, and you had a lot in common. You both liked the same things, went to the same places. It was a very quick connection. But there was something much darker about it. He saw you one day in a coffee shop, and when he saw you, something in his fucked up brain clicked. You needed to be his. All his. He spent the next few months researching EVERYTHING about you. You were quite liked, you had a lot of friends and even a nice boyfriend. It would be difficult to come into your life, and he didn't want to get his hands dirty... I mean, he could carry out a massacre and still get away with it, but he didn't want to do that... that was plan B.

Instead, he went the plan A route, which turned out very well. He pretended to be a former friend of yours, and spread lies about you - with false evidence. This plan worked so well that in less than a month, your friends stopped talking to you, and your boyfriend dumped you.

Oh, poor you, without friends and boyfriend... you were so sad... Well, cycles begin and end! Why not go to this new club that just opened?

Soap feels like a child going to a park. He happily fits the spare key you gave him into the lock of your house, and with two turns and a click, the door opens. He patiently follows the familiar path to your room. It's not like he hasn't been there hundreds of times, but now he doesn't have to worry about not making noise. He opens the door to your room, and feels his heart leap with joy.

It's still 7:30 pm, and you're still at work… He has time for a quickie. He happily lays down on your perfectly made bed and takes your pillow, bringing it to his nose and drowning in your sweet scent. He lies down on top of your pillow, and quickly undoes his belt and opens his pants, releasing his rock hard cock from its confines. He starts to hump into your pillow, the smell of your perfume invading his brain, leaving him disoriented in pleasure. His cock rubs against your pillow, and he can't help but imagine you, there, in the place of the pillow, while he squeezes you really tight.

Soap is in paradise. His plan finally worked, and the next step will be to have you as his boyfriend, but that will be easy, after all: he's already come this far.

Soap moans your name, his eyes closed with vivid images of you. He feels closer and closer to his orgasm.

But, oh, it's a shame that you managed to leave work early today.

And it's even more of a shame that he didn't hear you arrive, and it's also a shame that he didn't notice you, at the bedroom door watching the scene.

#mlm #male reader #john soap mactavish #soap x reader #soap x male reader #soap cod #Stalker Soap #I DO NOT AGREE WITH SUCH ACTIVITIES BY THE WAY

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shortpplfedup · 1 year

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Only Friends Character Rankings Episode 10

We're in the final act now, as Jojo n'em focus on 'Redemption'. Last week y'all tapped Nick as the most honest in reckoning with himself, and now it's everybody else's turn for a reckoning.

🔺1. Boeing (2)

You're totally his type. Like an upgraded version of me.

Walk in, fuck shit up, that's the Boeing way, and I am GAGGING for it. I don't have a clue who the target is or what his game is or exactly but he is playing it EXPERTLY. Is he trying to get Top back? Is he trying to get back at Top? Where does next week's Sand diversion fit in? DID HE AND MEW REVENGE FUCK I NEED TO KNOW?! (I ALSO NEED TO SEE!).

🔻2. Nick (1)

Don't we deserve each other?

Nikolai my stalker baby, why did my heart swell three sizes when you got your man? Honesty remains the best policy, and owning your own shit is a fast track to understanding and accepting others. Nick tried, he genuinely gave Daddy Dan an honest and fair chance, and it COULD have been something, but the heart wants what it wants and Nick's heart wants Boston. The look on his face when he saw his photo as Boston's lockscreen, the way he BAWLED when Boston admitted he missed him...peak romance I tell you.

🔺3. Boston (4)

I don't usually take good care of what I own.

I'm not really meta-ing about this show, but the PRECISION with which Jojo n'em sliced and diced the audience's slut-shaming ways via this character got me. I am INCANDESCENT on Boston's behalf that his so-called friends were so willing to believe Atom's nasty little lies. Because Boston might be a slut, and he might have gone a little Top crazy, and he might stir up some drama when he's feeling some typa way, but he's not a sexual predator, and HE DOESN'T LIE. And despite it all people who call themselves friends to him SHOULD know that. He shouldn't have fucked Atom yes, but Atom straight up asked to get fucked. Boston DOES have lessons to learn about controlling his impulses and filtering the things that come out of his mouth, but these hypocrites ain't the ones to teach him. I'm glad that Nick got over himself last week just in time to be there when Boston truly needed him, and I hope that if they decide to try a relationship that Nick keeps the letting-Boston-be-Boston energy he's discovered.

⭐4. Ray's Dad

Ray's Dad in his one prior appearance seemed like a man at the end of his rope, and I'm glad my thinking was borne out. This story keeps telling us that nobody is a monster, nobody is a villain, everybody is just a person, and Ray's dad is a person like all the rest of them: he cared about his wife, he's watched helplessly and increasingly angrily as his son went down the same path, but he didn't know how to get through to him because he's limited, as we all are, so he did a lot of the wrong thing. I don't think paying Sand to get Ray into rehab was the wrong thing though, that was the act of a desperate man. Him giving Ray the straight dope about how to treat people was a long overdue fatherly lesson. Has he been neglectful? Indubitably. But I'm rooting for him.

🔻5. Sand (3)

Do you think I’m a man with no dignity?

Sand is the beneficiary of me being salty about Mew and Ray joining the 'I saw Goodie Proctor with the devil' mini-mob, but I could have TOLD him that a man who continuously and repeatedly calls you a whore is going to believe the absolute worst about you when the chips are down. I'm lowkey mad he gave back the money, because Ray is gonna call him a whore whether or not he's getting paid. I know Sand lives for the drama sparkle Ray brings to his otherwise dull life, but come ON dude.

🔺6. Mew (7)

If you blow it again this time, I'll blame myself for being dumb enough to trust you.

Mew joining in the fun with Boeing is probably gonna bite him somehow but right now I am LIVINGGGGG. Mew keeping Top up at night staring at the ceiling on a regular basis is the only way I'm gonna truly enjoy them being together, because game recognising game is my favourite brand of toxic relationship. If these two spend the next 50 years trying to get one over on each other I will be so satisfied.

🔻7. Ray (5)

I'm not addicted to alcohol. I can stop whenever I want.

Ray spending the entire episode in various stages of denial, his irritation with the idea of rehab and refusal to take it seriously, that explosion that was ALWAYS coming at Sand, and his final, quiet realisation that he has a fucking problem and he needs to fix it to stop hurting the people around him was phenomenal television, anchored by a bravura performance by Khaotung. Ray is gonna have a lot of amends to make once he starts drying out, including saying everything he said to his therapist directly to Sand. Can he truly change? Let's see.

🔻8. Top (6)

I'm sure if he stops being mad at me, we can make it long-term.

I finally figured out why no matter what I'll NEVER like Top and he doesn't pass the vibe check: his instincts and reactions are to lie, hide and cheat when he doesn't feel on top of things. He and Boeing may not be fuckin', but whatever is going on there smells like deceit and mendacity, and he is DESPERATE to hide it from Mew. The look on his face when Boeing is around is exactly how he looked around Boston after that car. Give me an honest slut over whatever this is any day of the week and twice on Sundays. I keep saying that Mew is part of Top's self-actualization, and the way he talks about him with Boeing in this ep just adds fuel to my fire. Is that enough to sustain a long-lasting and successful relationship, absolutely, so many couples are JUST like this.

🔺9. Cheum (12)

Find your own way to graduate. And we will forget we were once friends with you.

OOH this girl pisses me off. Having finally decided to mind the business that pays her, mostly because she's annoyed Atom seems to prefer talking to Boston than talking to her, she's all too willing to believe Atom's lies about Boston and run up pointing her j'accuse finger. I genuinely can't get over how UGLY that scene at Boston's was, how Cheum pulled out some of the same shit that gets levelled at queer men, promiscuous or not, and threw it all at Boston. When she said she didn't believe that Atom was the aggressor because he likes girls, that hit me in the fucking chest. Boston must have done something to Atom. He must have coerced him, blackmailed him, forced him, right? It's so grotesque.

🔻10. Atom (9)

Getting my heart broken by a girl won't kill me.

Speaking of grotesque, what a nasty bit of business this was. Hurt people hurt people, that's kind of the whole ethos of this show, and the lies Atom told were designed to ruin Boston's life like he feels Boston ruined his by GIVING HIM EXACTLY WHAT HE ASKED FOR. I very much doubt Atom is gonna stop at Cheum too, he's out to destroy, and spreading around this kind of shit about somebody who's already judged for being 1) queer and 2) promiscuous is absolutely destructive. This shit was the vilest thing anybody has done on this show by a country mile.

#only friends the series #bless this mess #only friends weekly character rankings #i support gay wrongs #only friends #only friends series #bl meta series

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star122234 · 1 year

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YANDERE TYPES

THE BLACK PHONE

Finney Blake

COLINGY- They are rarely found far from the object of their affection. They are usually more childlike and relaxed than other yanderes as they trust their darling. This confidence often stems from a close platonic or romantic relationship. However, they don't trust others and this can lead to intense jealousy; especially if they feel that someone is trying to replace them. It is usually jealousy and insecurity that drive these yanderes to break down.

Types: sutookaa gata, ison gata, sokubaku gata, suuhai gata

stalker type, dependency type, restriction type, worry type

sutookaa gata stalker type

"You will never be alone. I won't let anything happen to you"

The stalker type will follow their love interest, often without their knowledge, to make sure they are safe and well behaved. They are constantly aware of what the object of their affection is up to and will often go so far as to exploit whatever technology or planner they may have. Sometimes they may feel the need to deepen their observation by following them from sunrise to sunset or setting up cameras in their loved ones' homes. They tend to focus too much on their love interest and can sometimes lose control of their emotions when it comes to disconnecting from them in any way, shape or amount.

ison babe dependence type

“I couldn't live without you. Promise you won't leave me"

The dependency type cannot function without your love interest. They are unable to live without their darling's motivation and will beg you not to leave or throw it away. It is not uncommon for them to succumb to bouts of jealousy or anxiety when they feel they are losing interest in their sweetheart. They prefer to keep the object of their affection away from the outside world. As long as they promise to stay with them forever, there's nothing to worry about.

sokubaku gata restraint type

“Why would you want to leave? You have everything you need here"

The restraining type will stop at nothing to make sure your love interest is on your side. If the two are not inseparable, the yandere cannot feel satisfied. They yearn for the object of their affection to desire them and are willing to put in as much time and effort as possible to obtain it. It's not uncommon for them to resort to gaslighting and kidnapping their darling to make sure they depend on them for everything.

suuhai babe worship type

“Would you love me more if I killed someone for you?”

The worshipful type will do anything for their love interest whether they ask for it or not. They don't care if their love is unrequited nor are they concerned about your well-being, all that matters is the object of their affection. There is no end to their loyalty as they are willing to cheat, lie, kill and die for their sweetheart. Worship yanderes are the least harmful to their darling, but this does not extend to themselves or others. If the worshiping type is experiencing any form of jealousy, they may end up lashing out at others and begging forgiveness from their loved ones as they believe they are not worthy of them.

shuuchaku gata obsession type

"Where were you? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

The obsessive type will try to absorb everything about their love interest, be it personal information, hobbies, routines or beliefs. They are constantly thirsty for more of their darling and consistently need to know what their love interest is up to. They regularly check the object of their affection and prefer to be by your side all the time (if possible, without frightening your darling). They don't necessarily want to monopolize their love interest, but they do want to know everything they do.

Robin Arellano

OVERPROTECTORS - These yanderes often approach the object of their affection before their dangerous tendencies reveal themselves. It is not uncommon for them not to perceive their actions as yandere behavior because they believe they are being protective. They prefer their love interest to be dependent on them and may refuse to allow them to leave their side under the guise of the yandere that keeps them safe. If they feel their love interest will be harmed in any way, they will cross the line and become more than just overprotective.

Types: dokusen gata, sutookaa gata, shuuchaku gata, sokubaku gata

monopoly type, stalker type, obsession type, restriction type

dokusen gata monopoly type

"Who was that you were talking to?"

The Monopoly type wants to completely dictate who their love interest interacts with and how they can interact with them. They are constantly asking questions and refuse to budge unless they are completely up to date on their sweetheart. It is not uncommon for them to bribe the object of their affection by appealing to their logical or emotional viewpoints - whatever is necessary to keep their darling from straying. At the height of their monopoly, the love interest will be held in a specific location with their days completely planned out for them whether they like it or not.

sutookaa gata stalker type

"You will never be alone. I won't let anything happen to you"

shuuchaku gata obsession type

"Where were you? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

sokubaku gata restraint type

“Why would you want to leave? You have everything you need here."

Vance Hopper

Type: sutookaa gata, sokubaku gata, shuuchaku gata, haijo gata, koritsu yuudou gata, dokusen gata

stalker type,restraint type,obsession type,removal type,loneliness induction type,monopoly type

sutookaa gata stalker type

"You will never be alone. I won't let anything happen to you."

sokubaku gata restraint type

“Why would you want to leave? You have everything you need here."

shuuchaku gata obsession type

"Where were you? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

haijo gata removal type

"No one will love you more than me."

The remove type will remove everyone they believe their love interest doesn't need in their lives. While the severity of the removal can vary, there is no limit as to what they will do to achieve their goal. In most cases, there are two subtypes of removal yanderes. Those who secretly remove people in an attempt to keep their loved ones blissfully unaware of their true intentions have been known to light up their love interest to see the best in others' disappearance. Others remove people openly and, sometimes as a punishment to prevent your darling from misbehaving. They face little to no qualms about going to extreme lengths to get what they want - and keeping the object of their affection safe, of course.

koritsu yuudou gata loneliness induction type

"Shh, I'm here. You don't need anyone else, you have me."

The loneliness-inducing type will do anything to make sure their love interest feels lonely. They may do this by spreading malicious rumors about them to incite others to alienate them or sever their other connections through blackmail, murder, and other extreme actions. The moment it seems like your darling is losing their minds, they will pounce on your fragile mindset and become your lifeline. Inducing things that don't make your sweetheart feel lonely but cause some sort of mental damage, trauma is not out of character for these yanderes.

dokusen gata monopoly type

"Who was that you were talking to?"

Bruce Yamada

Types:mousou gata,ison gata,haijo gata,shuuchaku gata,sutookaa gata

dulsion type, dependency type, removal type, obsession type, stalker type

mousou cat dulsion type

"Why are you fighting? You've already admitted that you're in love with me"

The delusional type is unable to be dissuaded from the object of their affection. Not only do they rationalize every negative response from their sweetheart, but their love distorts how they perceive reality. If their love is unrequited, they believe it is due to those around them and will attack those they hold responsible. These yanderes are very protective and don't take threats to themselves or their love interests lightly. Delusional types are known to go to extremes if they believe it will gain them even the smallest favor from their sweetheart.

ison babe dependence type

“I couldn't live without you. Promise you won't leave me"

haijo gata removal type

"No one will love you more than me."

shuuchaku gata obsession type

"Where were you? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

sutookaa gata stalker type

"You will never be alone. I won't let anything happen to you"

Billy Showalter

MANIPULATIVE - Yanders with manipulative behavior wish to control the person of their affection. Their love interest may already love them, or so they are led to believe, before their dangerous tendencies are revealed. These are the types who put their love interest in dangerous or unethical situations to play savior and push them closer to addiction. It is important to note the push and pull method, where they will test the interest of the object of their affection by making them jealous or worried. They are not satisfied until they believe their love interest is equally in love with them.

Types: Shuuchaku gata, Koritsu yuudou gata, Dokusen gata, Sokubaku gata, Sutookaa gata

obsession type, monopoly type, loneliness induction type, restraint type, stalker type

shuuchaku gata obsession type

"Where were you? Why didn't you answer my calls?"

koritsu yuudou gata loneliness induction type

"Shh, I'm here. You don't need anyone else, you have me."

dokusen gata monopoly type

"Who was that you were talking to?"

sokubaku gata restraint type

“Why would you want to leave? You have everything you need here"

sutookaa gata stalker type

"You will never be alone. I won't let anything happen to you"

#the black phone #robin arellano x reader #the black phone x reader #yandere boy #Yandere The black phone #yandere finney blake #Yandere vance hopper #Yandere robin arellano #Yandere bruce yamada #Yandere billy showalter

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cute-bag-of-bones · 1 year

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Can't Trust A Supe

Part 14: Milk

Masterlist

Hey! I'm not back, back yet but I figured I'd post this super short part and let it set up for a time skip when I return. Not sure when I'll be back with part 15 but get ready for soilder boy!

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Like he heard my cries, Homelander came bursting through the automatic doors of the lobby. Glass was thrown all over. I was thankful it was just the guards and I here.

"What happened! Why do your eyes look like that!" He boomed out making my ears ring. He didn't sound angry; it was more like fear.

"It looks like pepper spray sir." One of the guards said as they moved out of his way. I kept my eyes closed as much as I possibly could. Needing to seem like an innocent victim I reach out my arms to Homelander for him to hold me. He pushes my arms down and grabs my head and tilts it back. His brutish thumbs pry my eyes open.

"You're hurting me!" I cry out as I try to push his hands away from my face. He stopped and let my head fall before he turned his frustration on the guards.

"Who! Who did this!?" He screamed, the windows threatened to shatter at the sheer volume of his voice. The guards grabbed their ears and cowarded from him.

"We don't know sir, please!" One begged. I had to step in or he was going to hurt these men for nothing other than trying to help.

"He's in the penthouse. Take me, I'll show you him." I say as I reach out for him again. My eyes firmly closed. I crawl towards where I last heard his voice. Finding his cape I grab onto it. He leans down and picks me up. I clung to him desperately, I needed to get him away from these people.

With my eyes closed I wasn't sure but I think he took the quick way up. I felt the air brush against my face until he landed. I take a small peek and see the living room. He sat me down and found the body right away. I felt even more helpless than normal without my sight.

"Good God what did you do to him, Simone?" He asked as his footsteps got further and further.

"I pulled his esophagus from his neck. It's a big long tube. It was the first thing I saw. So I grabbed it." I say as I blindly fumble for the sofa to crawl onto.

"What was a man doing in my penthouse?" He asked, sounding suspicious.

"He brought the pizza. He is a guard or I thought he was. He tried to attack me. He hated me, said I was using you. He scared me so bad. I didn't want to kill him." I begin to cry, really trying to milk how helpless I looked. Homelander made an annoyed sound as he came over to me. He didn't seem all that moved by my display.

"Come on, let's get your eyes flushed out." He said as he lifted me again. Struggling to open my eyes I look up at him as he takes us to the kitchen.

"What about him?" I ask as Homelander sets me down in front of the sink.

"I know what to do with Pete." He said as he got some milk from the fridge.

"Pete? You know him?" I ask, closing my eyes again.

"Yep he was my stalker. Completely harmless to me, I guess I didn't think about him trying something with you." Homelander said as he took me by the back of the neck and guided me to bend over the sink like I was washing my hair. Tilting my head to the side he started pouring milk into my eyes.

"You have stalkers? Why not kill them?" I ask as I try to open my eyes under the stream of milk.

"Some I do. Pete ran my biggest fan account on Twitter so he was useful. Not like he could hurt me." Homelander said as he took off his gloves and gently opened my eyes for me. Of course Homelander wouldn't want to kill someone who was inflating his ego.

"Well he was a creep." I say as Homelander pours more milk into my eyes. He chuckled.

"Yeah he was. He touch you?"

"Yeah we got in a fight. That's when he sprayed me. It was a lie of course. He didn't try to hurt me but I needed someway to explain his busted up face M.M. gave him.

"You did that? His face looks like ground beef." He sounded proud. I stood up straight and he handed me a towel for my eyes.

"Yeah he wasn't really a fighter." I say as I pat my face dry.

"Must not have been. You don't have a scrape on you." He says as he grabs my hand and looked at my knuckles. I knew the fact my knuckles were completely clear of any kind of cuts or bruises would give me away. I pulled my hand back and looked up at him terrified. "Who else was here?" His relaxed attitude changed quickly as he questioned me.

"No one! It was just me! I healed the cuts on my hands." I say as I back up a bit from him.

"How? You could hardly open your eyes. How did you heal them without seeing them?" He asked as he took a few steps forward, trapping me between him and the stove.

"I just did! Get away from me!" I yell as I try to push him back. He only steps closer pushing my back against the buttons to the stove top. They dug into my skin through my shirt.

"Who else was here! You are too much of a pussy to use your bare hands now tell me who!" He roared out. He pressed himself against me so tightly I felt one of the turning knobs to the stove break off against my back under the pressure.

"No one! Check the cameras! He was the only one who came in here!" I cry out in pain. He takes a step back and pulls out his phone. I was quick to move from the stove and tried to run past him to safety but he grabbed the back of my hair as he checked the hall cameras on his phone.

He pulled me over to look at the screen. thumbing through the footage he didn't find anything. I was amazed how well Frenchie's tool worked. There wasn't any sign of them. Just the crazed fan. Homelander closed his phone and looked down at me.

"I told you, it was me. He had a soft face. I didn't even hit him that hard." I say, smiling up at him. I was doing my best to stay calm. He'd use my fast heartbeat against me.

"I'm going to call a guy to clean this up. Then I'm going to go and talk to the people in the lobby, see if they saw anything." He said as he hosted me over his shoulder and stepped past the body. Struggling against him would be useless so I let myself dangle as he steps into my room. He sets me down on my bed.

Grabbing the lower half of my face he turned it side to side, seemingly getting one last look at my eyes before he left to investigate. Once satisfied he's done everything he could for them he leaves without a word.

It was obvious he didn't believe me. Maybe he was hoping I'd make it easy on him and just confess my sins and tell him what really happened but it would be a cold day in hell when I tell him anything I don't have to.

I was happy to stay in my room for a while letting him try and figure out what really happened. I knew the only things that could give me away were in this very room, my phone and chip.

I lay down and rest my eyes as I hear shuffling and talking just outside the door. It was probably a cleaning crew of sorts or maybe it was just Homelander disposing of the man himself.

After an hour or so Homelander enters my room. His hands folded behind his back.

"Well killer, have anything to say to me?" He asks as he leans against the doorframe. I roll over in bed to look at him confused.

"Goodnight?" I ask as I rub my eyes. He rolls his eyes and looks a bit annoyed.

"How about thank you? Thank you dad for getting rid of a body for me. Try that." He says with a cocky grin. What would he rather me do? Let the guy run around the apartment? Let him pepper spray me? He was secretly pleased I killed that man. If I was being charitable I'd say he was happy this happened because it meant I can defend myself. In reality I think he was so happy because he got to hold another murder over my head.

"Right, thanks… Dad for hiding a body?" I didn't sound very convincing but he took it anyway.

"You are very welcome. Ashley has planned a few interviews for you tomorrow for the Vaught social media accounts. You are going to have to wear those ridiculous three eyed sunglasses. If anyone asks about your puffy eyes, tell them it's allergies. I'll be in the area doing my own interviews. Think you can handle flying solo?" He asked as he stepped into the room. It seemed pretty quick to get me in front of a camera by myself but I wasn't to worry. It was Vaught, it wouldn't be any groundbreaking journalism, just a puff piece.

"Yeah I got it." I say as I nod. It was a good thing how much faith he seemed to have in my PR skills. It gives me more freedom to speak to a wider audience.

I wasn't sure what Billy had in mind but he's probably thinking if we can't kill him at least we can kill his career. I got a kick out of the idea of outing him as the homicidal obsessive maniac that he is. It was a small thrill that grew in my chest everyday I daydreamed about it.

He looked around my room for a second and picked up some of the toys from the floor and put them on a shelf where they will just fall again the next time he yells.

"I really thought you were younger. It wasn't intentional, I figured if you kept that ugly doll of me you might like other dolls." He said as he brushed down the hair on a Maeve action figure. He grinned a little and looked back at me. "Once things settle down I'll make sure we get you a more age appropriate room. After all, if we ever make a family vlog you can't be seen in this embarrassment of a room." He made a cringing face just at the thought. I just nod with a smile. The less I say the better. I try not to interrupt him when he's being somewhat reasonable.

He mills around the room for a bit longer. The sudden interest in the room worried me. Why was he just loitering here? He wasn't even looking at me; his focus was on the finer details of the room.

"Hey um Homie? I was going to get some shut eye if that's alright with you." I intentionally try to butter him up with the abbreviation of his name. It seemed to please him. He smiled wide as he turned his attention to me.

"Homie? That's sweet, yeah alright. But in public I'm dad got it?" He asks with a wink. I nod back.

"I remember." I say with a chuckle.

"Alright well I'll let you sleep. See you tomorrow." He sounds so normal sometimes it's jarring to say the least.

"Yeah night." I say as I roll over. He leaves the door cracked open an inch like normal and seemed to have gone to his room.

As my new routine dictated I waited for him to go to sleep before I pulled out my phone. I texted Billy everything that went down even though I was sure the guys had already told him.

Afterwards I cleared the phone and looked for a new hiding spot for it and the charger. If he planned to redo the room I knew he'd snoop so I needed to be more clever.

Crawling around on the floor I found what I needed: a loose floorboard. Popping the board up I placed the stuff inside and put it back in place. To ensure I'd find it again I took my nail and pressed a tiny X in it.

Getting back into bed I feel much better about this spot. He'd have no reason to change the dark floorboards of the room.

That night I managed to get a great night of sleep for the first time in a while. I felt like finally I had a leg up on him. He might be stronger and faster than me, maybe even smarter but thanks to his own greed I finally have a nuclear option, a card I can play at any moment that would end it all. Unfortunately it would probably be the death of me and many others if not done correctly.

He gave me a direct line to the public. One well worded statement to the news and his empire of blood and intimidation would come crashing down and crush him beneath the tremendous weight. Not yet though, I had to wait for the perfect time. If I was rash about it he'd make me regret it.

For now I will just have to play along. I was wrong in the past for playing fawn with him. Homelander was much smarter than he'd let on. He knew I wasn't the servile type. He knew I was my mother's daughter. The nicer I was to him the less I fought the more he knew how much I was faking it. I couldn't be too sweet, I couldn't be too mean. If I bruise his ego he'd snap and might hurt me or someone else. Yet again this game I'm forced to play comes down to a painfully delicate balancing act. I'm walking on a barbed wire tightrope, below me is certain death. One small dip, or flinch to the side and it would be over.

I wasn't sure why he was being so nice but I wasn't dumb enough to think it would last. Despite his almost docile and apologetic attitude in the last few hours I couldn't help but feel it was the calm before the storm. Something was coming, something very bad.

#platonic homelander #fanfic #billy butcher #homelander #the boys #hughie campbell #frenchie #mothers milk #yandere homelander #oc stuff

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mrs-monaghan · 1 year

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Hi Shaz! I've read the 🔐 anon ask and damnnn the tea, in the answer I also see that you say that this person (probably) tell you something that is not ok to share and I was DAMN the tea with jikookers is always private 🤧 but it's ok in fact I wanted to say that I really appreciate that you and 🔐 don't share WHEN and WHERE and other infos

Shaz do u usually know a lot of stuff that u don't talk about?

Me? Of course not. I am Jon snow. Idk shit

😂😂😂😂

Not but seriously I'm an Army that lives in the UK what I'm I going to know?

But yeah let's not treat eo like idiots and pretend that people aren't sitting on gold in this fandom. First we got Kjikookers who have seen more than enough to never be insecure whenever Kookmin are MIA. To never be threatened by the vermin, ever. And to not care what V chooses to do or say when it comes to JK. Dk if y'all ever noticed but when V used to make Jikookers mad by name dropping JK it was never Kjikookers who cared. It was always I-Jikookers. And I think this is a big reason why.

Imagine... hypothetically speaking, of course... Hypothetically coz I have no way of knowing if this has ever happened and honestly don't think they could ever be this careless. But, imagine if you're an Army (so you know who BTS are) and are walking home at like 11:00pm at night then u see JK sitting on his motorcycle, waiting. Then Jimin walks up with a helmet in his hand and right before he puts in on, they say something to each other and exchange a quick peck right before they both put on their helmets and ride off.

Imagine if you witnessed something like that. You would watch tkkrs and laugh your ass off. You would see solos talking smack about Jikook and shake your head so hard going "if only they knew" That's how Kjikookers live. Aaaaah. How to be them.

Then of course we have Spanish Jikookers who always seem to know shit and lastly we have I-Jikookers who know that one Hybe cleaner's, sister's, grandma's, cousin's, uncle's dog.

So we know these people exist. And they look at asks getting sent to blogs like mine and they laugh their asses off wondering for how long people plan on being stupid. That sounds like such an amazing position to be in.... ngl. 😆

Of course there is always gonna be dumb asses who allow antis to get to them and so they leak something. Like the holding hands under the heart pic or the white day photo, trying to prove that Jikook is real. I get the moment of weakness n frustration that made u forget that you were putting Jikook at risk. But here's my thing;

If V and Jennie walking hand in hand in Paris didn't make people jump the Taekook ship, then nothing u show antis will ever fucking work. So take that kiss and take whatever sensitive info you may have and hold it close to your chest until the day Jikook come out. If they ever do. Until then, it is of no use to nobody.

Sure, I would love to know about it, I'm sure we all would, but this only breeds more stalkers who start sending JK food at his address and break into Jimin's house to try and prove they have something to hide. So whatever u got, keep that shit to yourself or strictly in that trust circle u got going on... but never post it for public consumption.

It ain't worth it.

Meanwhile, people like me are just gonna have to be happy with rosebowl and satellite Jeon because.... what else is there to do, right?

#ha ha ha haa #sad but true #ask shaz #bts ask #jikook #kookmin #minkook #jimin and jungkook #jikook is real

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480pfootage · 1 year

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any thoughts about the bri-guy (brian thomas)?

hehe bri guy

i do have a lot of thoughts abot him... (under cut, extremely long tangent I apologize)

hmmm His mom wasn't in the picture while his dad was one of those paranoid doomsday preppers so he didn't have much of a childhood.. However with his dad being the way he is, he drilled into Bri's head at a young age how to handle guns, encode messages, some basic medical stuff, n other stuff like that. I think I mentioned it in another post but my Brian has ASPD and uh... growing up with the constant dread of everything being snatched away from you and the world ending combined with arduous 'training' kinda fucked him up in the head.. Around ten-ish he began to practice hunting animals with the neighborhood pets. Sooner or later though, he was found out (he may have preformed an impromptu surgey on the class pet lol) and got appointed a counselor at school.

During middle school he started to realize that he was exceptionally good at getting what he wanted. He could throw on a nice charm and even if things didn't go his way, he could steer it back to where he wanted....

High school was when he met Tim and Brian went onto college to major in psychology whilst rooming with him :3 Tim was the only one that Brian really really trusted back then, and the only one who knew of his diagnosis (which was a reason why he got so pissed when he found Tim's medical records because he thought that having trust in each other constituted to Tim having to tell him everything). And then marble hornets happened but you all know about that stuff.

OH before getting into the more pasta oriented stuffs just wanted to say that the operator and slendy aren't the same entities in my universe (if you wanna know more just ask!!). Either way, under the operator's sickness it was said in the mh comics (3.5) that his head was just filled with all these lines of codes and I interpret that as him being paranoid to the point that he had to encrypt anything he was saying as he thought he was going to get caught by someone.

OKAY pasta time. After mh happened, Tim had tried to escape the op and ended up somewhere up in wisconsin. He was at his breaking point then, he wanted his friends back, he didn't want to be on the run again. And then he met slender. At first he thought it was the operator and i don't want this Tim tangent to go on too long so uh... hehe ask if you'd want more but basically Tim made a deal with slendy to bring one of his friends back under the guise that he and said friend had to gather people for Him to feed on. He had asked for Jay, but that didn't work (Jay was already in Skully at this point) and so Brian was brought back from the ark.

hmm ok after that things get a bit fuzzy for me i can't remember what I planned out, but basically Brian, Tim, Kate, and Toby live in a cabin in the woods together working for slender. Brian doesn't consider himself human anymore, despite the fact that his heart was still beating, hell he didn't consider himself 'Brian Thomas' anymore. During the beginning stages of his revival he would always keep his stupid mask on and was extremely snappy. Brian is a very petty person and he holds grudges, so remembering the fact that Tim kept his medical records away from him, he continued to steal Tim's pills (and also Toby's whenever he came around and pissed him off). But those times are rarer now that he has gotten used to his.... situation.

Brian's the stalker type in their little operation. He gets the information for the gang and scopes the place out, not usually going in for the kill (that's Toby and Tim's jobs). Kills to him are something to relieve stress, whenever a victim is able to escape the others, he pursues them, the thrill of the chase is really what gets him going (it's a plus if he gets to hear them beg for their lives), he likes being in control of the situation. During missions like those he likes to make little snuff films, like I said he finds killing to be stress relief, and he edits it with his quirky little style (think the weird tta vidyas TT) accompanied with nature documentary type videos he takes himseslf.

I would talk about his relationship with Amos but this is getting a bit too long GRHGHRGHGAHGHAGH. OK. Next time I wil........

#creepypasta #brian thomas #hoody #hoodie #hoodie creepypasta #hoody creepypasta #creepypasta headcanon #crp #ticci toby #tim wright #masky #toby erin rogers #art #my art #my writing #old fandom

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inkedreverie · 1 year

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Hello, I'm back with another writing challenge. Since spooky season and my birthday are a few months away, I thought I'd host another writing challenge. This time with a much longer due date. Let's jump into it, shall we?

#𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐤𝐓𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐃𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞

This theme is inspired by my love for dark fics and anything spooky/scary/surpernatural, you name it! I want this challenge to be versatile. That means your fic can contain angst, can take place in a dark/spooky setting. The choice is yours.

𝐫𝐮𝐥𝐞𝐬 & 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐨;

-The prompts below will be sexual/dark so, all participants must be 18+

-All tropes and kinks are welcome except for underage/incest

-This challenge is open to dark fic writers/non dark fic writers

- Any of Sebastian Stan, cevan's characters, marvel/ or stranger things characters are welcome. I'm open to other fandoms/characters as well. Just let me know. All I ask is that there are no RPFS.

-Reader inserts only. But any type of reader is welcome. GN!, Plus Size, POC, etc.

-No word limits but I ask that if your piece is longer than 500 words, please leave a read more.

-Tag all warnings/kinks appropriately.

-You can start whenever you wish. The deadline isn't until September 28th, so that should give you plenty of time.

-You can mix and match the prompts or use just one of them. More than one person can use the same prompt if you wish.

-Please tag your fics with #DuskTillDawnChallenge and @ me so I can see your work.

-Last but not least, feel free to message or dm me with any further questions!

Tropes/Kinks:

Stalking/Stalker

Enemies to Lovers

Kidnapping

A/B/O

Forced Intimacy

Basement Wife

Hunt/Chase

Blackmail

Knife

Blood

Dry Humping

Dom/Sub

Bondage

Breeding

AU's

Werewolf AU

Vampire AU

Demon/Angel AU

Demon/Human AU

Forced Marriage AU

Post-apocalyptic AU

Haunted House/ Castle AU

Serial Killer AU

Horror AU

Prompts:

Horror/Angst:

"Don’t look at them, why are you looking at them? Look at me. they’re not going to help you."

"You see, I had quite a reputation as the go-to guy. My job demanded it at the time. So I know where to apply the tiniest amount of pressure to a wound like yours."

"No one is coming for you. I made sure of that."

"You look so good like this, all tied up and bloodied."

"You couldn't live with your own failure, and where did that bring you? Yeah, right back to me."

"It should have been you." "I know"

“All you are is a liar...” “My love for you is not a lie.”

"Don't trust people like me. I will hurt you in the most beautiful and intoxicating ways so that you can never go back to your normal life without my ghost following you."

"Oh, I’m not going to rush this. I’m going to take my sweet time."

Dark/Smut:

“Please, I have to get home.”

“Come out, come out, wherever you are.”

“I told you to shut up and you know I don’t repeat myself.”

“You’re scaring me.” “Good.”

“I didn’t follow you, you led me here.”

“How did you get in here?”

“They’re going to start looking for me.”

“You can bite me. I like it.”

“I’ve done so much for you, don’t you think you owe me?”

“You want to do that again… you want me to hurt you.”

“Take off your clothes. Slowly. I want to watch you.”

"Do not scream god's name, scream mine."

“Louder, I want to hear you!”

“I can’t sleep if I’m not inside you.”

“I don’t care who hears, I want everyone to hear what I do to you.”

“You want me to pull out, ask me nice and I’ll cum in your mouth.”

“I wanna fuck you right against the glass so everyone can see how good you take it.”

"I get so hard when I’m around you."

tagging some mutuals who might be interested! no pressure. @thornsnvultures, @brandycranby, @nickfowlerrr, @mickeyhenrys

#dusktilldawnchallenge #dusktilldawnwritingchallenge #dark fic challenge

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tetsunabouquet · 1 year

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Hello again and sorry if i ask you so much 💞😖can i request GoM + Imayoshi headcannons to how they would react to their partner with asthma having a respiratory attack on the court while practicing with the team and they would be scared not knowing that the reader suffered from asthma, I have been kicked from several teams due to this already Either because they discriminate against me or they don't see me capable and many times I hide my illness due to criticism :(

A/N: Baby, I want requests! It's okay to ask, that's why my askbox is open ;). Trust me, I get the drama. I was born with GERD, which is an chronic illness that can also cause the development of other illnesses. Thanks to it, I developped IBS (the radiology appointment I mentioned at the start of the summer was due to that) and you can also develop asthma from it. I actually did became more sensitive to things like fumes and smoking people due to it, so asthma is probably next on my comorbidity bingo card.

When I was a kid, my teachers would always treat me like I was over-exaggerating during P.E and I'll never forget the time when I was like 9, I wasn't feeling too great and a ball was thrown with extreme intensity into my chest by this upperclassmen in a game of dodgeball. Instinctively, I ran to the shower to puke it out, and my teacher's response was to get back in the game and to stop making such a fuss. So I had to, and I remember not trying to burst into tears for the rest of the game. I ended up developping a hatred for working out, and that's the reason I ended up developping a shoulder injury when I finally dared to follow my dreams and sign up for acrobatic classes. Because I exercised less then the other girls outside of our classes which was a shame as I did have talent actually. If only my teachers had taken me seriously on the moments I was too sick to exercise, I wouldn't have been skipping P.E by the time I hit my puberty.

So trust me, I get how painful this topic can be. Because basketball is a single sex sport, I'll be writing this male coded.

Akashi

-Him. Him not knowing his s/o's chronic illness? Not happening. This boy has only been pretending not to know because he's waiting for the day that you'll open up about it yourself. -When the attack happens, this boy's thinking is going at the speed of light. -He does everything according to the book, knowing how to help you. -He's a perfect gentleman throughout the event. -Your coach knows better then to reprimand you or to kick you off the team, feeling Akashi's intense aura even from that distance. -Everyone is too scared to even crack a ligh-hearted joke about it to you in the locker room, they're too scared Akashi will hire hoodlums to set their homes afire.

Midorima

-He actually also secretly knows. This boy might be dense about other people's social lives, he's not that way about his s/o. He cares so deeply about you, he wants to know everything about you. But he always plays dumb because he doesn't wants to be exposed as your secret stalker. -When the attack happens, this future doctor knows exactly what to do. -He's not simply good at knowing what to do, oh no, this is the one area where he beats Akashi. -Midorima even carries around a small pouch in his schoolbag that contains various tea blends that he read work wonderful after a respiratory attack. After you've finished up in the locker room after practise, this boy will start preparing some iced tea with the flavor you picked before you can blink. -You're not the one receiving criticism, or the butt of the joke. Midorima, and his secret nursing pouch is. -Shutoku's coach is a bit worried about you, but considering Midorima is less selfish around you, he's willing to forget this happened as he can recognize you improve the team.

Murasakibara

-This guy, and a medical emergency? Oh, it's hopeless. -First he stands around, just gawking at the scene. -Then he fumbles around, wondering what to do. Himuro is honestly the one directing his actions with instructions. -Coach Araki might be a strong willed bad-ass, but I bet she can have a motherly side to her, so she's worried but supportive of you. After this, she developped a bit of a soft spot that depending on the type of person you are might be a bit annoying, but you understand it's coming from a good place so you shrug her off with a smile.

Kise

-Similar to Murasakibara, but for a different reason. -Like, first you have a short pause where he gawks at you, and then he shoots into panic mode. Kise is trying to be supportive by hyperventilating. -The entire team has to pause the game to help you and get Kise to calm down. -Kise won't calm down until you have recovered and waved your hands in his face telling him to shut up, to which he responses with kissing you. -The coach refrains from making any criticizing comment towards you, fearing another Kise tantrum but he does make the mental notes to be more strict when he was seeing signs of an attack coming up.

Aomine

-This guy is known for not being so sensitive about these things, and thus I think he would have the worst reaction out of everyone. -For one, it needs time with this fucker to sink in that it's serious. -It takes Momoi rushing to you and checking up on you on the edge of a panic attack for Aomine to notice you. -He tries to help, but he's incredibly clumsy about it in a cute way though. -The coach lets this incident go by, I mean, this asshole just ignores Aomine and potentially Sakurai's mental health issues, so I can imagine him to just downright ignore a player's physical health issues as well.

Imayoshi

-Honestly terrified. -But he does manage to keep a cool head and not to go straight into panic zone. -Doesn't knows what the fuck to do but he's willing to learn. -He's very caring when you're trying to recover and practically never stops with petting your shoulder. -Considering he's on the same team as Aomine, the coach's reaction will still be the same. He doesn't gives a fuck about it.

#knb #kuroko's basketball #akashi #akashi seijuro #knb x reader #kise #midorima #midorima shintaro #kise ryota #imayoshi #imayoshi shoichi #murasakibara #murasakibara atsushi #aomine #aomine daiki #asthma reader

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george-weasleys-girl · 1 year

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Dreamgirl - Chapter 3

(I just did a very quick proofread, so please pardon any mistakes. I'll be doing a more thorough one later.)

~•~

George and Y/N spent the rest of his dad's reading of A Christmas Carol exchanging shy glances and silent, blushing giggles. Now, they sat together on the sofa, continuing to do more of the same.

"I genuinely don't know why my brain goes blank when I look at you."

The words had flown unbidden, out of George’s mouth, and he looked away, hoping to hide the bright crimson blossoming up from his neck and across his face. Even his freckles were blushing.

"Same," Y/N agreed. "I'm usually not this shy."

George turned his gaze back to her and found her gentle eyes watching him, her cheeks a rosy red to match his own.

"Yeah?" He blurted out a little louder than he intended.

Y/N nodded and smiled. "Yeah."

Something about knowing he wasn't the only one gave George the boost of confidence he needed. "So, how long have you known Percy and Penny?"

"I've known Penny since, well, since forever. We used to live across the street from each other when we were kids. And I've known Percy since they started dating."

Holy fucking shit.

Percy and Penny had been dating for almost two years. Two fucking years. And he and Y/N had never once crossed paths, except on those morning bus rides.

"How have we never met?" Y/N pondered.

George gave a nervous laugh, his gaze darting away once again. "Because I'm an idiot," he said, wincing at his sudden inability to keep his stupid mouth shut.

A look of puzzlement crossed Y/N's face. "What do you mean you're an idiot?"

George sighed. This wasn't something he intended to tell her. Not yet, anyway. There was no guarantee that anything would come of this, so why embarrass himself unduly.

Oh, well, he thought. In for a penny, in for a pound. "We ride the same bus," he began.

Y/N tilted her head. "The same bus?"

"In the mornings. To the university. We go to the same one," George fumbled.

"Ok..." Y/N shifted in her seat. Tonight was taking an unexpected turn. "Same bus, same school."

George nodded.

"And, I take it, you noticed me?"

"Of course. How could I not?"

The corners of Y/N's lips quirked up. "So, you've been admiring me from afar?"

George's cheeks tinged pink. "Yeah. But just on the bus," he clarified. "I don't follow you to class or anything. I don't even know where you go. You go one way. I go the other."

Y/N chewed on her lip to hide her smile. His fervent attempt to reassure her that he wasn't some crazy stalker was really quite adorable. "Well, that's good," she said before taking a sip of her drink. "So, for how long have you have you been admiring me from afar?"

"Since the, uh, beginning of this semester."

"Since the...you mean to tell me we've been riding the same bus for three months and you haven't once considered saying hello?"

"Umm, yeah," George started fiddling with the loose string on his sweater again. "But you always end up on the opposite end of the bus from me. And you were always reading, and I didn't want to disturb you or seem creepy or whatever."

"I wouldn't have thought you were creepy."

"That's what I told him," Fred interjected, suddenly appearing beside them. "But does he listen to me? Noooo."

George narrowed his eyes at his twin. "Don't you have something better to do with your time, like snog Angie under the mistletoe?"

"Nah, she's helping mum in the kitchen, so I thought I'd come over and - "

"Eavesdrop? Interfere?" George cut him off.

"Help." Fred corrected.

"I don't need help."

Fred ignored him and turned to Y/N. "He thought it was too creepy to flirt with you on the bus. But, then one night he saw you at the pub and was gonna - "

"Fred. Go. Away," George said through gritted teeth.

"Not until I'm done," Fred turned his attention back to Y/N. "Now, where was I? Oh, right. The pub."

George groaned and rubbed a hand over his face as he contemplated all the advantages of finding a nice hole to crawl into for the rest of his life.

"Wait, that's the night I broke up him." Y/N's voice cut through the younger twin's ruminations.

"What?" George's head snapped up.

"The night you saw me at the pub," she said. "I think that was the night I broke up with Marc."

"Oh," George blinked in surprise and looked up at Fred, who only winked at his twin and sauntered off.

"I had no idea," George looked stunned.

"How could you? Besides, it didn't happen until after we left anyway."

Uncertain what to say next, he simply nodded. For a few long moments, they sat in silence. Then Y/N started laughing.

George watched her with a confused grin.

"I'm sorry, George," she said. "I'm not laughing at you. It's just that this whole situation is like some crazy sitcom. You know, the one where the guy is pining away over a girl for like ten seasons. And all this stuff crazy happens, and he thinks it's a hopeless cause, but then he gets the girl in the end."

George looked like a deer in the headlights. "Gets... the... girl?"

Y/N shrugged. "Well, yeah. I know what it's like to crush on someone and be too afraid to say anything," she explained. "And besides, I like you, and I'd very much like to get to know you better."

A goofy grin spread across George's face. "Really?"

Y/N smiled. "Yeah. Really."

George beamed and started to say something but was interrupted by loud, tipsy caroling coming from the kitchen. "Hey, um, what do you say we go find somewhere quieter, so we can talk?"

"I'd love to."

~•~

One week later

"Being snowed in with you is the most amazing thing that's ever happened to me," George confessed while they waited for Bill and Percy to retrieve Percy's car.

"Same," Y/N smiled. "I'm not ready for it to end."

"Me either," he agreed. "Time just flew by."

Y/N nodded but said nothing.

This time, though, when the silence fell between them, there was no awkwardness. Only as a sudden, intense longing that overtook them both. Y/N leaned in first, and George bridged the gap. Their lips met, soft and tentative, brushing against each other, only for a moment.

"Keep going?" George asked.

"Oh, yes," Y/N smiled, cupping his cheek and pulling him back in.

~•~

"Hey, whenever you two lovebirds decide to come up for air," Fred's amused voice seemingly came out of nowhere, startling the couple apart. "Percy and Penny are almost ready to go."

"Oh, ok. I'll, uh, I'll be right down," Y/N said, fussing needlessly with her hair.

"Well, don't take too long. People might think you're up to something," Fred gave them a cheeky grin and was gone.

"You know," George began once he was certain his twin was out of earshot. "I have my car here. If you want, I could take you home."

Y/N's smile was like a sunbeam, lighting up the darkest corners of the room. "I'd really like that, George. "

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," she said, her eyes shining as bright as her smile. "And maybe you could stay for dinner and a movie? Or maybe a movie marathon? I could make some soup."

George grinned from ear to ear. "I'd really like that, too."

~•~

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heeversee · 1 year

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Heeversee presents ✨

Hey dear strawberries 🍓.

Chapter 01 https://www.tumblr.com/heeversee/725999585350270976/heeversee-presents?source=share

Here.

Demon Heeseung au

Chapter 02

Stalker yander Heeseung.

Contains smut, sex or whatever. Idk how to explain it.

It's filthy here.

Dear kiddos below 18, please move your ass off here my loves.

You were terrified after that parcel. You stayed at home for days. Closed windows and doors. Eating only home made food with whatever you had left in your home.

But three weeks was enough to make you forget about the blood red card and the lingerie. You live in an apartment which is quite small but enough for one person. You threw the parcel in the corner of the apartment.

Today you came back from the 5th interview. No luck,you were rejected. It made you feel sad and depressed. Felix had gone to Australia and you were left alone since you didn't have any friends other than him.

But a guy named lee heesung was always on your mind. You didn't know that you really liked him until you left the company.

Heeseung was dangerous. You knew not to trust your heart.

Meanwhile heesung watched your small form from behind. As he sat on the couch in the corner of your room. He loved your little home which you called "safe place".

"Are these walls going to protect you from me my dove?" He was fascinated by the way you always maintained the girly aesthetic. Your home was a reflection on you.

He strolled with you entering your room.

You were ready to take a shower, you set a perfect shower playlist and came to strip out of your clothes, unaware that your ex boss was lying on your bed watching you strip naked slowly.

Heeseung enjoyed the sight of your naked body lightly dancing to the song playing through the speakers.

He chuckled, his dick growing harder by every second. He loved the way you swayed your body. He loved Every single thing about your body. Yet he couldn't fuck you, not without your permission.

Yes he might be a yander stalker and a demon who was heads over heels for a little human but, he knew that without your permission he could only fuck you with love. He wanted love. He was greedy for your love.

You came back fresh and changed into your cute bear pajamas and went to bed.

You woke up in a different place. Rather expensive place. "Where am i? Is this a dream? I just went to sleep" you were confused but then later came to conclusion that this was a dream.

You happily rolled all over the red blood sheets and with black comforter.

"so comfortable" you sigh and melt into the bed.

"are you comfortable my dove" a voice wishperd above your ear.

You just nodded loving the warmth and comfort the body beside you gave.

"y/n don't move" the voice groaned.

You pushed the hands off you when you recognised the voice. "Heeseung? What are you doing here"

"aww come on my little princess you dream of me fucking you almost every night and now you're shocked?"

"yeah but this dream feels so real God, feels like I've lost my mind" you shake your head and snuggle into heeseung's arms.

his large body warped around yours, a mixture of awe and arousal filling heesungs senses.

His fingers trailed along your exposed skin as they moved further into the room. Every touch sent shockwaves down your spine, causing your pulse to race faster than ever.

he then gently kissed your lips, stirring even deeper feelings inside you. His tenderness mixed with dominance made your knees weaken.

He stood there wearing the same black suit you always dreamt of stripping and Fucking you.

he got up and commanded

"strip for me dove"

Your hand trembled slightly as you removed your night shirt,

His eyes followed every movement, his body tensing in response. Taking your cue, he swiftly removed his suit jacket and shirt, throwing it carelessly onto a nearby chair. As if in agreement, they simultaneously dropped their pants, standing there vulnerably, their bodies now bare and exposed.

"your so wet my love" he said and with a sudden gush of air you're pressed into the bed. With his dick twitching against your wet soaked pussy.

"heeseung please" you beg and moan loudly when he rubs his tip on your pussy.

His fingers pinching and teasing your nipples.

Without any warning heesung pushed his fingers inside your pussy making your breath hitch.

Pumping in and out making sure that he stretches you well.

"heeseung please" you moan his name.

"please what my baby" he smirks pushing another finger into your pussy.

"fuck me please, I need you dick.... Please... Heeseung...." Your voice begging to fuck you, your teary eyes all made his patience snap.

You felt his tip on your entrance and he pushed in with one thrust.

"ahhh... Heeseung..." You grab his arm for support.

Heeseung let you adjust to him, he almost stretched you a lot and he could feel your wall clenching around him.

"calm down my little dove, you're doing so well" he coos.

He starts at a low phase. Thrusting into you slowly and steadily.

"heesung..." You cried out. "Please.."

"What is it my love? Fuck you Harder?" He asks, you desperately nod.

"Don't blame me, my love" his thrusts grow harder and faster hitting every deep spot.

Hishair strand sticking to his forehead. His silver necklace dangling from his neck.

You moan coming undone. Your cum leaking and staining the sheets.

But seems like the demon has no intention to stop anytime.

Heeseung is a demon with an untamed desire for lust and power. He didn't know how the desire for lust was until he met you.

You cover your eyes with your arm. Unable to stop Cumming.

Heeseung holds your legs apart and fucking your while groaning.

"let me see your pretty eyes while I'm fucking you my dove" he says and you look away embarassed.

He started to Fuck harder and harder until you looked at him.

"I'm going to cum into this pussy and I'm going to make it mine" he thrusts at an inhuman phase.

"this" thrust "pussy" thrust "is" thrust "mine" thrust.

"ye...yes yours" you form words some how.

With one last thrust he cums, shooting thick cum into your already leaking pussy.

He lays down beside you, not removing his dick to feel your warmth that he yearned for.

"you are mime and I'm yours my dove, my mate" he whispers and watches as you drift to sleep.

Gently patting your hair.

"what will be your expression when you wake up to feel my cock still twitching inside your pussy my dove? I wonder."

He darkly chuckles.

I wrote an long ass smut and by mistake discarded it. Pain on another level.

Heeseung is hot but sunghoon dressed in white and singing karma and doing that step is hotter.

#enhypen #enha #heeseung fanfic #heeseung smut #lee heeseung fanfic #enhypen smut #kpop #enhypen heeseung

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