#yandere american horror story

[yandereunsolved]

You're My Cult Leader - ,, yandere Kai Anderson

tw(s): yandere themes, Kai fuckery, graphic gore, suggestive themes, Kai threatening to cross your boundaries, descriptive depictions of anxiety and panic attacks, self harm, (Kai) glorification of self harm, talks of mental hospitals & mental illness, demonization of medication & mental health (influenced by Kai), baby trapping

ꨄ︎ He found you by pure accident. He was scrolling through Reddit on r/AITA when he found your account. You were asking if breaking up with your partner after they had a mental breakdown and pushed you down the stairs made you a bad person or not. Interest sparked in his mind. If you were this insecure that you had to get validation from others when your ex was clearly in the wrong, you must be easy to manipulate. He wanted to see more of who and what you were, so he hacked your accounts. He didn't do anything more than scroll through him and store your information and passwords marked 'Serpent' on a file put on a hard drive he keeps of all his cult members. He keeps it just in case they try to betray him. They wouldn't dare go against him if they knew he had all of their skeletons locked in his closet. 

ꨄ︎ He marks all of his files with the names of mythical animals. All cult members go under one large file named 'Serpent'. In his inner circle, he has another file named 'Sphinx'. As he learns more about you, he compiles an entirely separate file just for you. He names it 'Phoenix'—an immortal bird that cyclically regenerates, obtaining new life by rising from the ashes of its predecessor. He even begins referring to himself as Phoenix when around his other members. Of course you don't know him; you two haven't even had a conversation yet, but you are already part of his cult. It was just a matter of putting a few more things in place to have the perfect meeting.

ꨄ︎ What he didn't expect was to actually begin to form an attraction to you when he had his little 'excursions' with you, stalking you wherever you went. He resents this. You aren't worth his time and attention. He is the divine ruler, a being of divinity. You are just another lamb to be slaughtered within the confines of his cult. Yet he notices how wide your hips are, how good your medical history is, and how motherly you are. He stores it away in his mind. You'd be a good possible womb to store his messiah baby in. He does need the best genetics. It doesn't matter if you are afab or amab; you are having his baby.

ꨄ︎ He introduces himself to you after you had a shitty day at work. He invites you out to your favorite cafe. Huh, how did he know? He knows everything about you. Including what you do in the privacy of your bedroom when you think no one is looking. He speaks to you like an old friend or a lover. You two really seem to have a genuine connection. He's a smart guy, 135 IQ; he toured in Iraq; and he graduated with a double degree. Not to mention, when he stood up and stretched, you could see his muscular physique underneath his gray sweatshirt and joggers. Now you want to know more about him, see him more, and get the validation you crave because you have been starved by others. Just as he planned.

ꨄ︎ It's so strange that after that, the people you hated most started disappearing. It was all over the news. People started seeing you as bad luck. Some people thought you were just a serial killer who hadn't been caught yet. Others thought it was because of some twisted secret admirer of yours. They would both have reasons to think that. The bodies came up in parts. Each on the bed in their bedroom. They were cut into chunks and placed to make little hearts. First, there was nothing else. Then the killer got bolder with the weird smiley face drawn in blood. Eventually, the killer or killers had another collective sign off: 'From F.I.T.— your divine ruler.'

Not even the police would touch you. No one would. Only Kai was there for you in those trying times. He drove you deeper into his grasp. Not suffocating at first just so you wouldn't see it until it's too late—like a boa constrictor constricting around its sleeping prey.

ꨄ︎ He offered you a place to stay and promised to protect you from the evils of the world. He makes you as scared of the outside as possible. Think of all the horrors out there. Can you not see the killings all over the news? Can you not realize that the country is being flooded with dangerous people? Are you so unaware that someone could slit your throat if you so much as stepped outside the door? Kai is there to stoke your fears, like feeding an ever-growing flame by placing more wood in the pile. He makes you so paranoid that you aren't even sure if being around him is safe. He assures you being around him is the only safe place. He subtly threatens to take his protection away if you disobey him.

ꨄ︎ You don't interact with Winter. You actually aren't allowed to. Kai expressly forbids it because he's afraid his sister might make you queer. Sure, you are allowed to look at her and maybe make small talk if she is around you and Kai, but she isn't allowed alone with you—ever. Kai just can't risk it. He knows how tempting women can be, and he can't let his precious little lamb be tempted by his sister.

ꨄ︎ He begins integrating you into F.I.T. even though you are unaware. You don't exactly know what it's called, but everyone seems to treat you kindly. Not too kindly, though; Kai doesn't want your affections to be given to one of his ungrateful, pathetic followers. This is really the first touch of human interaction you have had in months, other than Kai, of course. It's like a new breath of fresh air. You may refuse to leave the house and Kai's side, but at least you have more people to talk to. It's like torture when Kai leaves you all alone. No one else is allowed around you, not that you know that. You only know that they seem to distance themselves almost purposefully, even methodically. It's like Kai is ripping your very heart out of your chest and taking it with him when he leaves.

ꨄ︎ Sometimes it's even worse when his 'friends' are around. He acts all aloof and distant with you. He calls you slut, whore, little one, and worst of all—sweetheart. Whenever he calls you sweetheart, you know you have messed up around the others. During their meetings, you are forced to sit in his lap. Most of the time, he forces you to straddle his waist. If you speak or even squeak, he'll scold you in front of everyone. You always end up having hickeys on you the day after. You always have some sort of hickey or bruise on you. He'll occasionally kiss you on the neck during these meetings. At first, you were uncomfortable. You tried to confront him about it, and he brushed you off.

"You like it, don't lie. You like all of the attention on you. You are my little slut after all."

You wanted to argue, but he had a way of making you speechless, so flustered that you became light-headed. After that, you didn't argue much on the subject.

He doesn't actually allow you to listen, either. He makes you wear these stupid ear plugs that make you feel so idiotic. You only know he scolds you because that's when he takes the earplugs out. He calls these meetings his 'private business'. You don't press him on it because he's already done so much for you. Someone out there is stalking you. Kai is keeping you safe. It's the least you can do to stay out of business; he doesn't want you in.

ꨄ︎ If you are good during these meetings, he rewards you with an outing. You have to stay by him the entire time. That is one of the unspoken rules of being with him. However, that's not really a problem for either of you. That's pretty much the only time that you are outside. He doesn't outright say it's a 'date', but that's what it is to him. You may not know it, but you two are practically married in his eyes. He just has to train you some more. You need to be entirely dependent on him—submissive, feminine, and motherly. That's all he wants. He has given you so much. He just needs to take a little from you. It isn't that big of a deal.

ꨄ︎ You first witnessed Kai's true cruelty when he stapled that poor man to death. You pinkie promised him that you would stay by his side. You pinkie promised that you wouldn't run. So you stood there and watched, and everyone took turns stapling him in the head. The blood gently dribbled down his face, almost peaceful—in complete contrast with the monstrous act being committed. 

He made you kneel before him. He swiped a strip of the oozing blood off of the man's face. He stuck his finger in your mouth and made you lick it off. He asked if you were truly devoted to him as he planted the last staple in the back of the guy's neck. He asked again, his voice more alluring than any song a siren could sing.

"Are you completely and utterly devoted to me?"

You said yes. Why wouldn't you?

"Prove it."

He stood above you with the staple gun discarded on the floor. That night was a lot different than all the other times you 'proved' yourself to Kai. It was much more passionate and tender. You were unable to even move from your spot. It was like nothing else existed except you and Kai. It was addicting. You needed more of him, even more than before. 

It was like that night he had cast a spell on you that stripped away any personality or ideals you had from your previous life. He had broken every part of you. You were now repurposed clay. You were made into a brand new clump for him to mold with his skilled and nimble fingers. You will be his greatest creation yet, for you are completely and utterly his—forever.

ꨄ︎ However, while molding, he's careful not to be too harsh with you. In a way, it's the gentlest and most honest part of Kai you will ever see. You see the moments when he has flashbacks to those times. You get to see when his shoulders heave due to the overwhelming anxiety he feels. You see the few tears that slip from his face. Part of him feels that you have earned this part of him. Another part wants to push those feelings so deep down into the darkness of his soul that they never have a chance of getting out.

ꨄ︎ You'll only see it in subtle ways. At night, he won't force you to snuggle with him, but he'll urge you to. He'll wrap his arms around you and gently whisper about how he'll protect you from all the bad things in this world. It's true on some level. All of this is truly for you. He just can't show his love like a normal man. One thing is for sure—he promises to never be a man like his father. He shakes when he thinks about him, his muscles tightening and his breath shortening. It makes him want to hold you in his embrace forever. To kiss you like it's the last thing he'll ever know. That small and hidden part of him craves your loving touch. That part just wants to be coddled and told he's a good boy. Just telling him you're proud of him is enough for him to drag you off to the bedroom.

ꨄ︎ He makes you pinkie promise. Naturally, you have to tell him everything first—your fears, your fantasies, and how much you love him. He finally speaks a bit of his past. It's the first time you see him breakdown. The first time he has a genuine emotional response. The mask slips only for a moment, but you're hesitant. You know, sometimes he manipulates you—maybe. That's what one of the others told you before they were killed. Still, it seems real, and it feels real. You can't imagine him telling anyone else such private things. He pulls you into a hug and rocks you back and forth. He sticks his face in the crook of your neck greedily. He treats you like you'll disappear with one blink of his eyes.

"You aren't ever allowed to leave me, darling."

He's gritting his teeth, and suddenly the Kai you know all too well is back. From time to time, you can't help but wonder: How much of old Kai influenced new Kai to be so helplessly entranced by your very presence?

ꨄ︎ No part of you is hidden from him. No part of your body is left unseen or explored. There is no part of your personality that he hasn't memorized. There isn't any memory that he hasn't plucked from your head already. If you remember anything, even the most mundane, you are under strict orders to allow the words to fall from your lips—no matter what you were doing before. There are no 'boundaries', in most cases. Kai is an asshole, but he isn't that much of an asshole. If you've been a good little lamb, then there's no need to bring up painful memories. He wouldn't want his obedient servant to be plagued with fear of others in their heart. However, act bratty, and he has no qualms of making himself a new set of memories for you to gain PTSD from.

ꨄ︎ The first time his hold on you loosened a bit is something you won't ever forget. You were looking for him when you heard moaning. Meadow had gone missing earlier, and you were worried. You found her partially tied up, and your heart broke in two. Kai looked back at you with no emotion in his eyes. He simply dismissed you with a 'get out'. 

You were so horrified that you quickly packed up and ran from the house. You snatched a stack of emergency bills that Kai always kept under his mattress. You slept in some shitty motel for a few nights. You planned on escaping to another state and starting anew. If you could just get a phone, you could call someone. Yet your heart was torn in two. Those tendrils of fear were wrapped so tightly around your mind that you were paralyzed with indecision. You love him, but he was cheating on you. He was supposed to protect you from the world! You forgot the most important lesson—to protect yourself from him.

You had multiple panic attacks each day while hiding in that motel. You feared stepping out of the door. You just couldn't do it. The 'what if' was too much. You knew that, rationally, no one was going to jump out and kill you. Right? Right...? RIGHT? You couldn't even open the door. Your hand reached the knob, and yet you couldn't open it. You just sank to the floor and continuously sobbed. You couldn't stop the feeling of dread and weakness.

What was he going to do when he found you? That thought had your head spinning. Your legs just gave out then and there. It was the one question that ran through your mind like a never-ending track carrying the train of your anxious thoughts. 

You had to get breakfast delivered to your room. You had to wear your clothes for multiple days. You didn't have any toiletries except the ones provided by the hotel. You were too paranoid to even take a shower. You needed Kai. You still needed him. You couldn't even breathe correctly without him!

ꨄ︎ You finally broke down. It was like he knew you would. You went to that campaign of his. You were barely able to step outside, but the promise of seeing him made you more than eager to leave. Once you spotted him, all your fears seemed to melt away. Then you saw Meadow shoot him. Your heart broke again—she fucks him, and then she shoots him? Who the hell does this woman think she is? 

You saw her turning the gun on herself, but you beat her to it. Another woman was screaming at the both of you. She took the gun. You just kept hitting Meadow. You don't know what came over you. All the bitter jealousy and hatred from that night just came up. You let it all out on her. Eventually, you heard a snap. That same woman was screaming at you and pointing the gun at your head. You killed Meadow. You snapped her neck. You felt good, in control. A part of you even liked it.

You didn't get to mull over it because the cops arrested that woman and led you away. You rushed up to Kai, who was on a stretcher. The emergency medical responders tried to push you away. Kai grabbed your hand and pulled you down onto him. With his other arm, he dug his nails into the side of your head. He sloppily made out with you until you were pulled away.

"It was all for you, baby. Come and ride in the ambulance with me. You've been bad—and you'll atone for your sins once I get better."

Those are the words he whispered in your ear. Your mixed emotions led you to feel so much, but how could you refuse? A moth is always drawn to a flame, just like you are always drawn to Kai. Hopefully, you won't get burned again by his lies and deceit.

ꨄ︎ Once he is home from the hospital and recovering, he chastises you. He screams, pushes things, and threatens you. He can feel actual tears filling his eyes at the fact that you tried to leave him. How dare you.

"Can't you see you worthless slut!? This has all been for you. I had to get Meadow out of the way for you and for us. Yet you run off to some shitty motel and hide there? You are pathetic."

Wait, he knew about the motel? Of course he did. He just wanted to allow you to make your own choice. Sure, he was going to drag you back to him anyway, but you coming back somewhat willingly just proves the control he has over you. It feels so good to have you twisted around his finger.

ꨄ︎ He makes you cut yourself because of this. It's a punishment that he often uses. He wants you to feel what he feels when you disobey him. Sometimes he cuts you himself. He teases the burning wounds and touches them. He kisses each one of them and licks the oozing blood leaving your veins.

He sees it as just another way for him to claim you. He feels that possessive urge inside of him cool when he sees the scars you have given yourself because of him. He enjoys cutting extra deep into your skin to hear those pained whimpers escape your sweet lips. He gets even happier when you get self-conscious about them. 'No, baby, you are so beautiful with those scars.' It's just another way to control you. You have to live off that praise from him, affirming your self-harming behaviors.

ꨄ︎ It evolves into a ritual. When he gets really pent-up, he cuts you up and drinks your blood. He tells you that's the most divine thing he's ever tasted. He kisses you and makes you taste yourself. He'll swirl your own blood around in your mouth with his tongue. He'll barely allow you to breathe. It's like it restarts his mind. He's calm after. He feels like a blank slate.

He once did it in front of his cult. You were sitting in his lap. You could feel him growing more livid and tense. He pulled out a pocket knife and gently knicked the side of your neck. He licked and kissed the blood away. He promised to give some of your blood to his inner circle if they all proved themselves to him. No, they aren't going to be allowed to touch your skin. They may drink from a vial. You are dreading the day that it becomes a normal practice within the cult.

ꨄ︎ That isn't the only punishment you'll get if you severely misbehave. He isn't against locking you in the basement and chaining you up. He'll deprive you of food and water and will only give his body to you as sustenance. Later on, he builds a metal cage in the basement. He uses it both for torture and to shove you in there if you are disobeying him. The cage is much worse than being chained to a wall. If you get chained to the wall, at least he'll let you near him. If you get caged, then some random follower of his just comes down and throws whatever shitty rations in between the bars. Most of the time the food isn't even edible—mold and other infectious diseases are tainting it. The little bit of water you get is wasted when they throw it on you.

By the time you are let out, you are malnourished and touch starved. Kai always makes sure to give the most heavenly aftercare. He whispers sweet nothings in your ear and tells you that this didn't have to happen; all you had to do was behave. He gives you a bath with rose petals, and he gets out the fancy lotions, oils, and shit that he can't even pronounce. He makes sure that you have a fresh pair of clothes and the best meal one can dine on. He even took it slow with you that night. He is passionate and loving.

It's a side of him you rarely get to see...

ꨄ︎ Sometimes you want to act bratty just to see if you can get brown-haired Kai to come out and play again. It's a treacherous game. One wrong behavior, and you may end up kneeling before him, cutting yourself up for his entertainment once again. You can just do little things to manipulate him just a tiny bit. You are his well-trained bitch that occasionally loosens their collar and nips at their owner playfully. You have learned how to manipulate from the best, after all. Most of the time, Kai understands your angle, but rarely can he be tricked into misunderstanding your true intentions. 

ꨄ︎ Accidentally getting hurt can be one way to possibly soften him up. Although you do have a half chance of just being called a clumsy bitch by him. If it is someone else, accidentally or not, hurting you, not even the deities from the highest of heavens can save that person. He'll either beat them to death in the moment or plan their slow torture and subsequent death in the cage downstairs. After taking care of the filth, you may see a little bit of brown-haired Kai. He'll take care of any cuts or bruises and kiss your temple. You may or may not have paid that asshole five bucks so they could push you on the pavement and threaten you. You were scared to death that Kai would realize what you were doing, but it was more than worth it.

That's just one way that you can manipulate him into letting brown-haired Kai come out and play. 

ꨄ︎ Another one is if you cook for him. If you make him a good manwich, dressed up all pretty with an apron on, he is melting inside. He has this starstruck and dopey expression on his features. It's quickly replaced by indifference, but he is elated internally. If you bake, then all bets are off for cult leader Kai. He's oddly sweet when tasting your sweets because it allows him to regress back to a state of almost childlike innocence. It reminds him of when his mom would bake things with him and teach him to bond with him. His father always thought it was making Kai soft and a sissy, but he refrained from making those comments most of the time.

When you bake those sweets, it's like a positive trigger for him. He'll take a bite and wrap you up in his arms. He'll gently pepper kisses on your face and compliment your skills. A little bit more of brown-haired Kai comes out. He almost seems shy, nervous, and unconfident. Kai doesn't even realize he is acting like this. He just feels safe, like he is home.

ꨄ︎ He puts tracking chips in all of your things after your first attempt to leave him. Anything and everything has some sort of chip in it. He secretly enjoys hand-sowing the chips into all of your clothes and undergarments. It feels so oddly intimate to him. It's just another way to claim you as his. It makes him feel all giddy inside. All the chips are waterproof and extremely durable. He has access codes to all of them and can connect to them through any device he has. If you try to escape one too many times, he will chip you on your inner thigh. That way, he can casually rub his hand over your plush thigh and press his thumb right over where he implanted the tracking chip. It's his favorite way of reminding you that you have no way out—no possible escape from his binding grasp.

ꨄ︎ It doesn't stop there, no. He puts cameras everywhere. Some are in hidden places; others are not. He enjoys just flipping through the cameras on his phone while listening to some idiotic citizen complain about something miniscule for the thousandth time. You were wearing his clothing, just sitting in your shared bed and watching your comfort show. You were enjoying yourself with that innocently lewd expression adorning your now placid features. You just seemed like such a cute house spouse. He may have to excuse himself and go take care of a problem. What? You're just being so good for him. It makes him swell with pride.

ꨄ︎ If you are good enough, then he may allow you the privilege of having internet access. Of course, he is monitoring it. When he is in a good mood, he will act like he is your sugar daddy. Which he technically is, because he pays for everything and you are physically incapable of stopping him. Your wishlist is his. He keeps a list in your file about the types of gifts you like. 

You may just occasionally be surprised with the same exact thing that you had favorited awhile ago. You know it's always Kai doing it because he always buys some lacy or risqué for you to wear. He gifts you; you gift him with your body. Lingerie is just human wrapping paper, after all. He enjoys the present under the wrapping the best. 

He also scrolls through the media you watch. Any political content has a parental lock on it. It has to be approved by him before he allows you to watch it. If there is something intriguing that you decided to watch when you thought you had privacy, Kai may just barge in and ask if you'd like to recreate it.

ꨄ︎ If you get a period... Kai will track it. He will always make sure you have the right period products, foods, and medication. No, nuh uh—he swears he isn't doing it because he just genuinely cares and doesn't want to see you in pain he didn't cause. He's doing it because he can't have the future parent of his messiah baby harming their womb. It wouldn't be responsible if the divine ruler didn't treat your fertility with the respect it deserves. 

You're probably a lot luckier if you are able to get a period. He's a lot more lenient with you. He'll allow you to have mood swings and crying fits. He'll let you eat all the chocolate and sweets you want, as long as you eat the balanced meals he provides. He'll treat you like a god(dess) during that time. When no one is around of course. He completely focuses on your happiness and pleasure during that time.

ꨄ︎ When he gets arrested, you have another panic attack. You had finally settled into a comfortable routine with him. You had succumbed to Stolkhome syndrome. You were just content with it. Your anxiety and fears were still higher than ever, but Kai protected you from all the bad things. Now, the bad men want to take him away from you? You get interviewed many times. You refuse to speak. They call you a victim of his manipulation. They see your scars, and after a doctor gives you a physical examination, they conclude that Kai is an absolute monster. They had to give you anesthesia for the physical examination. It was the only time you talked with any of the police or detectives. It was more like shouting than talking. You thrashed, twisted, and turned to escape them.

In this way, it just proved that Kai was right. They said you were brainwashed by him. No, you weren't. Kai saw the truth in the corrupt institutions. They violated your boundaries for no good reason. Kai violated your boundaries, but for good reasons. You deserved it when he crossed them.

ꨄ︎ They declared you mentally unwell and put you in a mental hospital. You went willingly only because you wanted to be away from the scary people. You only got newer and scarier people. They made you strip, and you had to be constantly watched. It made you yearn for Kai's safety and control.

You lied to get out of it. You said that you were scared to cooperate at first. You weren't brainwashed by him. You were only acting like it because you feared him. They believed you, and within a month, you were out of there. They put you on anxiety and anti-depressants. They urged you to also get a therapist to work through your trauma.

ꨄ︎ You disregarded them. You didn't need therapy! You didn't need some bullshit medication! That's what Kai always said. The medication and psychologists were just there to warp your mind. They aren't there to help you. They are there to make you conform into what society believes is 'mentally well'. You just have a little problem. It's all just fake. Kai would tell you if you had problems. He helps you out. He keeps you safe. He'll tell you what to do.

ꨄ︎ You helped him escape prison. Naturally, it was hard to get in to visit him because some of the guards had heard whispers of what Kai had done to you. With a little bribe, you managed to secure a monitored conversation with him. He threatened the guard, and suddenly your conversation wasn't monitored anymore. Kai was so unbelievably proud of you. He was so proud of how loyal you are. He rewarded you for such a good job. He remarked you with hickeys and bruises, so people know who you belong to once again. He possessively rubbed circles into your inner thigh over your tracking chip. You wouldn't let the bad men take it out, and because of a lot of red tape, they legally couldn't do it without your consent. It just made him ready for another round. How did he get so lucky to have a person like you who loves him so dearly? A lot of abuse, manipulation, and Stockholm syndrome.

ꨄ︎ As you sit on his lap in one of the visitation rooms, he formulates a plan with you. Soon enough, you are dressed in a guard's uniform and stressed out of your mind. You were barely able to help him escape. Your hands were shaking the entire time. You must have taken over half of the bottle of that stupid anxiety medication just to get through it. You were a little out of it and threw most of the pills up after. 

Kai had to punish you for taking medication you weren't allowed to. He just worries about you, okay? They almost got his little lamb. He couldn't have your personality numbed by any 'medication'.

ꨄ︎ It all climaxes when he confronts Ally while she is running for senator. It was all such a blur. One moment they were arguing, and the next Beverly tried to kill Kai. You managed to tackle her and wrestle the gun out of her hands before she shot him. You got shot instead, in the gut. The next few months are extremely hazy for you. You kept going in and out of a coma. When you awoke, a lot had changed in Kai's world, but you remained ever-present.

ꨄ︎ You learned that Winter was gone. You didn't feel much. You didn't get to learn the details of it. It could have been way before you were even aware. Kai always kept you out of the loop about those things. He said it was to protect your pretty little head. You listened to him. You'd always listen to your divine ruler. Kai managed to slander Ally and turn everyone's opinion around. Suddenly, Ally was the one who had abused you and fed you all these lies about Kai. She was arrested and sentenced to death. Beverly met a worse fate. She was brutally mutilated in the same way that your, you forget, you had a stalker once—didn't you? You can't exactly remember.

You know Kai had a hand in it. He always has a hand in everything.

You learned that he truly was a cult leader. Your memories were so repressed and damaged that you were unable to connect the dots. You were overjoyed that Kai won the senatorial seat. He was heading towards the presidential seat next. With that, he had you married. A ring on your finger, forever. A divine ruler did need his spouse. It is crucial.

ꨄ︎ He made sure that you recovered and were right by his side while campaigning. He had a book ghost written for you about how evil Ally Mayfair-Richards was and how a vile feminist cult twisted your mind. Most of it was just sugar-coated lies. Kai's abuses were in there, but they were all said to just be minute things that Ally spun into a defaming web of lies.

He campaigned with you and made sure that all of your clothing was appropriate. He only let you show your scars when it would win him polling points. He still wanted the cutting to be just a you and him thing. He didn't need the press to see the fresher scars and cuts and run a slander campaign against him.

His possessiveness did occasionally overpower his need to dominate the world. He would always keep a hand on your waist, have at least one eye on you, and scare anyone off that tried to get too close to you.

ꨄ︎ It climaxed when he realized he needed to push family values. So he announced your pregnancy during an interview on some right-wing news platforms. You were understandably confused. You aren't pregnant. Kai plans on fixing that. All day and night, he is trying to fill your womb. He is so desperately making it so you will have his heir. Part of it is just publicity. Another wants his messiah baby really badly. He needs to baby trap you so you don't ever leave him. He needs to ultimately mark you as his. What better way than a child? The miniscule brown-haired part of him just wants to be a better father than his own. He just wants to be a better husband for you than his father ever was. He wants to make his mama proud, wherever she is in the afterlife. You wouldn't deny him this, would you? You've already given him so much. Just a little more, and he'll be satisfied. To think this all started with your silly little Reddit post. 

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Hi I'm not sure if you are doing requests but if you are and is ok with you could you do a kai anderson smut like he gets really jealous and possessive with his girlfriend please? Thank you.

PS . I love your writing I'm a big fan you been inactive for a while and I was missing your stories 💖

POSSESSIVE

Pairing: kai anderson x female reader

Warnings: smut, fingering, swearing, slapping, toxic relationship, panty smelling, forced to watch, unprotected sex,

Plot: kai isn't pleased after he catches you talking with another cult member.

Authors note: I tried. Not the best really sorry about that.

Kai didn't like the new guy.

Oh he really, didn't like the new guy.

More so, he loathed the way he though he could speak to you.

Every other person in the cult knew to not get to comfortable with you, awkward small talk was tolerated but real conversations were a no go.

Kai couldn't stand the asking your favourite colour Bullshit that was yours and his conversations. He couldn't stand the way you laughed like a love sick puppy whenever he told a shitty joke that he could've delivered better.

Who the fuck does he think he is speaking to you like you were his girlfriend, you belonged to kai, every fibre of your being belonged to him.

Ever single strand of hair on your head down to your pretty pink toenails were his.

And this guy thinks he can waltz right in a wrap his noodle arms around you and play husband and wife.

Kai took this as an insult, this newcomer is obviously sending a threat to him, he might as well have told him he was a loudly leader and fucked you infront of him.

Kai couldn't have his other followers see the way he treated him, he wouldn't allowed the others to go against him the way he did, he had to make an example out of him.

He wanted to hit somewhere deep withing him, and don't think you're getting out of this pain free.

Kai knew you were a slut but prancing around the new cult members throwing yourself at them like a cat in heat, was his dick not enough for you.

Kai mightve been mad at the new guy but oh was he angry at you.

This is how it always ended up something would happen involving you and kais mind would twist it to suit his fucked up brain, you barely had even spoken to the new cult member you didn't even know his name.

Kai had happened to see you have your one of three conversations with the new guy and was red in the face so you ignored the man from then on, you felt bad ofcourse but knew it would be best for the both of you to not speak, it was the same with everyone else.

It had been atleast a week since kai caught you speaking with someone yet nothing had happened to either of you, you had never been more surprised by kai until now, had he forgotten about it?

Did he not care?

Ofcourse you weren't going to question him, why would you, it would probably result in a severe punishment for you and who ever else was involved and he would twist your words making it seem like you purposely distracted him from doing what he was entitled to do.

You were sat upstairs in kais bedroom, the sky outside was dark as was the room youbwere in, kai didn't let you put a light on.

Your ears perked up at the sound if floor boards creaking, you could see the outline of a figure moving towards you and anxiety spiked in your stomach, you were going to stand up to run but the figure pounced landing on you and pressing you deep into the mattress.

His smell flooded your nose, kai.

Your body then relaxed, no longer fighting his kai also became less tense, he was straddling your hips in nothing but his underwear, his hair hung infront of his face making it even harder to see him.

He leaned down planting a quick kiss on your neck, kai done it again slowly moving his way to your lips.

"Take this for me"

He whispered into your ear, his hot breath against the shell of your ear making your heart pound.

Kais hand slid up your body, until it reached your mouth. He held a small pink pill against your lips. He continued to kiss amd nip at your neck and collarbone as you sat with the pill on your lips waiting for you to willingly take it.

And you did, your tongue slipped from your mouth capturing the pill and swallowing it, kai sat up pleased with how accepting you were.

His hands roamed down your body snaking under your gown, his cold hands against your searing skin took your breath. His large hands massaged your skin, cupping your chest and squeezing between his long fingers.

You smiled and giggled as kai done so and he returned a foolish chuckle, your eyes were tired and your lids were heavy.

Whatever kai had given you was making its move quickly, you put too much trust into him but he was your leader after all.

Your eyes peeled open, the sight of a bright light boring down at you stung your already bloodshot eyes.

Your body was cold, the air around was thick and pained your lungs as you breathed in, your back stuck to the hard surface beneath you your skin pulling as you move.

What had kai given you?

You sit up, head throbbing from the light but your body was restrained. Your hands and feet were tied down by a coarse rope and you were only in your underwear naked everywhere else, you didn't even have your bra on. After all the time you had spent with kai you had learnt not to freak out in the situations he put you in and this was simply another, yet it was increasily harder not to freak.

You rested you head back down on to the table beneath you. You had recognised the room you were in to be kais basement.

Your eyes moved around the room, watching for anything different to pop out or someone, kai, to enter the room. Your eyes widened in panic as they settled on frank, the cults most recent newcomer, the man kai had become obsessed with torturing.

Frank was stripped down to his underwear, his skin was bruised and a raw red colour, sweat covered his body and ran through his hair. Duct tape was wrapped around his bare body momentarily gluing him to the seat, strips were layered across his mouth and eyes. The only sound he could make was the heavy breathing coming from his nose.

"F-frank?" You asked oitloud not expecting an answer

At the sound if your voice Frank's head lifted, more muffled words left his taped mouth but you couldn't understand him.

"I don't know what you're saying fr-"

Before you could finish your sentence kai entered the small room a small smile on his face as he stared at you sprawled out for him half baked on the table infront of him, his face turned sour as his eyes settled onto Frank.

"Y/n, frank"

Frank let out a desperate cry as his name fell out of kais lips, you simply stared at kai, your master.

"You two know each other?"

Kai stared back at you waiting for an answer, you slowly nodded your head.

Kai chuckled to himself and shook his head at your response, he made his way over to Frank and placed his hands on either sides of his head, Frank began to squeal and his body violently shook.

The rip of the tape covering Frank's eyes sounded painful yet Frank looked relieved that kai didn't do worse to him.

Kau didn't move for the next five minutes, staring down at Frank watching him cower inwards into the chair under his intimidating gaze, you felt awkward being in the room with the both if thwm almost entirely naked.

Suddenly kai laughed aloud and spun his body around facing away from Frank.

Kai walked closer to you

His hands reached out to the table below you, you watched him curiosity, worry growing in your chest. Your body flinched at the feeling of kais large hands wrapping around your ankles.

His fingers massaged your ankles slowly moving up your naked leg.

"I fucking love these legs" kai said softly his face getting closer to your calf, "Do you like them frank?"

Frank's eyes were pleading, beads of sweat fell down his forehead from his hair that was already soaked, he made muffled noises as kai hadn't ripped the tape off of his mouth.

Your head snapped back to kai when you felt his lips kiss their way up the inside of your leg, pecking your calf, licking your skin and biting at your thighs. Kai made grunts as he positioned himself between you.

"But do you know what I love more Frank?"

Kais head turned to frank as he watched him shake in the seat he was forced in.

"Her pussy"

Right at the same moment kais hand had slithered it's way up your leg to your clothed core, the only thing separating you from kai was the thinnfabric of your underwear.

Kais fingers applied pressure onto your clit, slowly rubbing in small circles as he stared down frank, he done so until he began to hear your body signalling for him to go further.

You were practically begging your body to not fall to kai, you didn't feel comfortable having kai touch you to lewdly infront of another party but as his fingers carried on circling you grew more careless. The moment your toes began to curl you knew you wouldn't be able to fight the feeling off.

You body tensed, your back arched slightly off of the table as your head turned to the side, your eyes scrunched tightly and you teeth biting down on you bottom lip.

Your breathy was heavy and as you opened your mouth to swallow a gulp of air a moan slipped out of your mouth and echoed around the room, you couldn't stop yourself anymore, more and more moans and gasps left your figure, your body began to grind itself down onto kais fingers desperate for the feeling of him.

"Do you know how fucking tight she is frank"

Kais other hand slipped under your underwear pushing the flimsy fabric to one side bunching it together in between your thighs.

Kai teased you at first, his index and middle finger slightly hovered above your clit, as your hips moved on their own they would catch his fingers sending volts of pleasure through your body making you feel fuzzy all around.

"I'd never pull out of her if I had a choice"

Kais fingers finally made contact with your clit, they rubbed and circled at your body collecting the juices you released out of pleasure and placed his fingers into his mouth resulting in a loud groan.

"I've been fucking her for months", kais finger returned to your core, dipping into your entrance before pulling away to lap at your clit, "how long have you known her Frank?"

"A month?" , kai put on a thinking face as he pushed his finger into your cunt forcing you to take all three of his knuckles in one push, a loud moan erupted from your throat as you tried to grasp onto the table below you as you back arched.

"Do you like y/n, Frank?", kai hadn't taken his eyes off of Frank the entire time, he didn't need to he knew your body like it was his own

Kai scissors his fingers inside you as his thumb made work of your clit, " I think you do"

His fingers pulled put of you right until his finger tips were just barely inside of you,and without a warning he thrust a third finger inside of you causing you to yell out in ecstacy and try to grab his body but the restraints forced you to stay stuck on the table.

"I think you like her a little too fucking much"

Kai finally looked at you, or more so your pussy, his removed his three fingers from you and hooked both hands under the small waistband of your underwear harshly pulling them down your legs and off of your body.

You watched through hazy vision as kai twirled the fabric of your underwear between his fingers before bringing the ball of cloth to his face.

"Smells so fucking good, you want to smell Frank?"

Kai untangled his fingers from the ball of underwear and throws it at Frank knowing he couldn't remove them from himself.

"Oh she makes me so hard"

Just then kai stood to his full height making the tent in his pants visible for everyone, all he wore was loose boxers which made it easier for him to free his hardened cock.

Kai took place between your thighs his dick laying in between your legs rubbing against your clit, kai kneaded the flesh of your inner thigh and pushed your legs together enclosing his cock in your naked thighs, his precum acted as lubricant as he began to force his cock through your thighs.

The feeling of kais heavy cock brushing against your sensitive clit was making your body jitter, you watched as kai clung to your hips pushing himself through your thighs, you could see how wet he had made your thighs.

Growing tired of your thighs kais hands grabbed ahold of your waist and tugged you towards his body not caring that your skin was in pain from being stuck to the table for more than an hour.

You could feel his broad tip putting pressure onto your entrance, kais hands were placed on the inner side of your thighs and pushed them open and up, this gave you the view of your swollen pussy aching to meet kais cock.

Your eyes rolled back as kai began to stretch you, his pressed his tip in, with still many inches to go the feeling of your tightness always made it hard for kai to not cum in you straight after he entered you.

Kais hands slithered up your body, his left staying on your spread knee keeping you from shutting them and refusing him the right to see your sex, his right grabbed at your tits, harshly squeezing and pinching at your body.

As gently as kai pushed his tip in he didn't do the same as he rutted the rest of his cock into you.

As soon as he had bottomed out into you kai doubled over his chest to yours as his head hid in the crook of your neck, he took the opportunity to bite down on your tender flesh and mark you with his teeth, he wanted to bruise you, to show Frank that this bitch already had an owner.

Pulling himself away from you kai began to force your body back down onto his cock, he would slip out of you before slamming back inside.

Your moans became louder as kais speed increased, you didn't bother try to hide them anymore not when kai would purposely fuck you harder just to hear you.

"Do you wish you were me Frank?"

Kai spoke breathlessly, his head was switching between you and Frank spitting insults at you both.

"You want to fuck her right?, massage her tits?"

"Well to fucking bad"

With that said kai began thrusting inside of you relentlessly, his cock feeling as though it would split you open if he kept his speed and force up.

His hands grabbed at your flesh, his nails scratching red marks into your skin as his hips worked at yours.

"She's mine"

Kais eyes bore into your closed ones

"All fucking mine"

Unexpectedly kai slapped your jaw, the shock made your body tense which made kai loudly moan and almost double over you again. The sting on the slap rested on your face as your eyes desperately tried to stay open for kai.

"Don't shut those fucking eyes again"

As so you didn't, kai watched your eyes roll back from the pleasure, he couldn't help but smile at the way he could control you with so little effort.

Your finish was so close, everytime kai entered you his cock would brush past the most sensitive spot in your body and you couldn't hold out for much longer with how often he hit it.

Kai ofcourse knew you were close, Seconds away from finishing, the way your pussy was clenching around him told him all he needed to know.

You felt kais fingers begin to play with your clit once again, your body was crying for its release and kai was in a good enough mood to reward you with yours.

Your mentality was snapping apart, piece by piece, with every thrust kai pressed into you, with every grind of his hips your sanity shattered until your mind shot blank and you thought and seen nothing but pure bliss.

Your pussy clamped around kais cock forcing him to a halt with his thrusting, the overwhelming feeling of your pussy begging for him to cum inside you was too much and after seconds of trying to wait for your orgasm to pass kai emptied himself inside of you.

Everyone in the room was breathing heavily, but for different reasons, up until the moment you looked over at Frank you had completely forgotten about his presence a feeling of awkwardness washing over you.

Kai stilled, his cock softening inside of you yet he refused to pull out, "Aah, You're pussy is just so fucking perfect", Kai turned to frank,

"Would you like to have a round with her Frank?"

[emmaloo21butwriting]

As a minor, when I block tags like ‘Tw smut’ ‘smut’ ‘lemon’ etc, why do people not tag that? And if you write that at least put a warning and a keep reading! It’s really annoying

Edit; replaced right with write because I’m dumb

[multifandomfix]

Dandy Mott Yandere Alphabet

A = Attachment (How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?)

Dandy shows his love by buying you extravagant gifts, mostly and it can get ugly if he doesn’t think you appreciate it enough.

B = Blood (How messy are they willing to get when it comes to you?)

So messy. That doesn’t matter to him in the slightest. Someone bothering you? Not anymore they can’t.

C = Clingy (Do they require your attention at all times? How do they act when you ignore them?)

He cannot stand to be ignored. Any time he’s around he expects your full and enthusiastic attention.

D = Dependent (Are they codependent? Do they want you to rely solely on them for your care/protection?)

Dandy will be very upset if you turn to anyone but him to protect you. He’s very codependent and despite his outward confidence, also insecure.

E = Excess (Would they spoil or pamper you? To what extent?)

He’d spoil you rotten. Any wish or whim and whatever it is, it’s yours.

F = Fatal (Would they kill you? Kill for you?)

He would kill you but only if you pushed him to it. And then he’d probably kill himself afterward. And he’d certainly kill for you with ease and he’d enjoy it.

G = Give Up (What are they willing to sacrifice for you?)

Really, next to nothing. He’ll say he sacrifices for you, but it’s not anything that he’ll ever actually miss.

H = Harsh (How do they take to you mouthing off to them or saying something they don’t want to hear?)

He’ll lash out at you, maybe even slap you which he’ll regret and try to make up for later.

I = Inseparable (What are they like when you’re not with them? Do they check in on you constantly, or feel lost without you?)

Unless it’s his idea, it’s rare for Dandy to not be with you. He totally feels lost without you and tries not to stay away for any length of time.

J = Jilted (How do they act when met with rejection from you?)

Childish rage. He’ll throw an outright temper tantrum. Then he’ll forget about it and start from scratch until you eventually do accept him.

K = Kidnap (Would they ever abduct you just to have you to themselves for a while?)

He definitely would. You’re his prize, and once caught, you’ll be kept in his house unless he took you out himself.

L = Lines (Do they cross lines with you? What ones? Is it something they know they’re doing?)

Dandy will cross any line he has to. He tells you he hates to, but you know it’s a lie. He’ll do whatever he wants whether you like it or not.

M = Manipulation (Would they manipulate you? How? And would you realize that’s what was happening?)

He won’t really manipulate you, simply because he’s deluded enough to think you’ll already do exactly what he wants when he wants.

N = Naive (Do they like you pliant or do they prefer you to challenge them?)

He doesn’t like a challenge, so staying pliant and agreeable is your best way of staying safe around him.

O = Ownership (Do they feel possessive of you? How do they act when you’re around others?)

He’s 100% possessive of you. You’re his and his alone. He doesn’t even like anyone to set eyes on you if he can help it.

P = Petulant (Are they moody? Easy to anger? Or are they patient and forgiving around you?)

He’s very moody and extremely easy to anger. He does put on a very sweet act around you but it can turn on a dime.

Q = Quit (Would they quit any of their behaviors for you if you asked?)

No. God no. You’re just his pet, his possession. He’s not going to change for you.

R = Rules (Would they have rules for you? Brainwash you? Teach you the right way to be theirs?)

His main rule is to never leave the house. And he’d teach you all of the correct ways to be his. If you don’t follow them, you can expect serious anger.

S = Stalker (Would they stalk you? How far would it go?)

Before he brought you home, he for sure stalked you. It’s how he became so fascinated with you in the first place.

T = Target (What do they wish to do to you? How twisted are their ideals?)

He just wishes to have you, to look at you like you’re some kind of doll and to make you love him.

U = Utopia (How much effort do they put into making you happy?)

He puts a fair amount of effort into keeping you happy. But he doesn’t like it when you’re not appreciative of those efforts.

V = Violence (Would they ever be violent with you?)

Probably, yes. He’s prone to violence, but he’ll always get all sweet again and promise you he didn’t mean it.

W = Will (Would they ever do anything against your will?)

Certainly. He’s only concerned with his own will, so get on board or face the consequences.

X = Xoanon (Would they revere or worship you? To what length would they go to win you over?)

He would revere you as the pinnacle of his collection. And he’d go to great lengths to win you over so that you stayed his forever.

Y = Yowl (Do they ever make you cry? Do they enjoy your tears?)

He has made you cry, but he doesn’t like to see your tears. He’ll kiss or sometimes lick them away and soothe you, even if he’s the one that caused them moments ago.

Z = Zenith (Would they ever break you just so you’d stay with them?)

Yes. If there was no other way you’d stay and behave, he’d break you so you would.

For @arianadevareux

Dandy Mott: @bluenystic, @peggycarter-steverogers, @gothtrash6969, @callsigncrash, @words-of-holly, @somelonelywriter

[lackc]

Imagine:

You walk into the hotel Cortez for the first time and there to greet you is a man named James. He wore a pale blue suit and slicked backed hair. The way he spoke and dress you could almost think he was straight out of the 1920’s. But nonetheless of how strange your first impression was, he offered to show you around the whole building as your personal tour guide. He provided details of interesting facts about the history of the place and said he was related to the owner. The man you originally thought was a nut job turned out to be one of the most generous and interesting people you’ve ever met. You guys spend the whole week that you are there together, and you think you made a new good friend. While roaming the halls together you can’t help but notice the stare and scoffs from other guests. You shrug it off though and chalk it up to being the affects of living in the city too long. But you had no idea that he felt so much more for you and he was making sure that, everybody knew that.

The week went by, and even though you had spent your whole vacation inside of a hotel, you still had a great time. Your bags were packed and it was time for you to leave. As you approached the golden doors to go back home. A sharp horrible pain goes through your back. You let out a blood hurdling scream. And everything goes black. Hours later you woke up back in a hotel bed. Similar to the one you had been sleeping in but different. You stood up and felt very strange. Dizziness takes over as you stumble a bit backwards and you remember.

“What happened to me…I though I was on my way home when…” you say out loud as you try to recall but you can’t. You sit back down on the bed to figure out why everything seems so off when suddenly two cold arms wrap around you from behind causing you to freeze in fear. You hear a man lightly chuckle and get closer and whisper.

“From the moment you stepped into my little palace, you were mine. I never planned to let you leave my little bird. And now that I’ve clipped your wings…I’ll never let you go again.”

/note/ This it my first time doing something like this so please let me know if I fucked it up! Im not even sure if anybody will even read this lol

[8unny9l0ck]

i wanna use your blood as lip tint<3

[i-smoke-chapstick]

Jealous Dandy Mott Headcanons

Warnings: Blood, Murder Mention, quite literal objectification of reader

• HA

• Your a fool if you think this plays out well for any of you😭

• dandy, the guy flirting with you, or you

• Probably ends with dandy bathing in the guys blood

• It all first starts with Dandy and you walking hand in hand to every little corner shop

• Dandy wants to spoil you!

• Thats when you turn into a particularly cute shop with nice decorations and a beautiful window front, which showed such a lovley dress!

• Instantly, Dandy is dragging you over into the store, BEAMING with pride and saying “I cant believe I found this amazing dress! It would look beautiful on you!”

• Pulls out his money, and is about to make his way over to the counter, untillllll

• “Hes right, It would look beautiful on you, sweetheart.”

• There a man stands, taller then Dandy, but not as muscular. Hes quite skinny, with blonde hair and a flirtatious smirk that gives you chills. He reeks of alcohol.

• Dandy isnt amused

• Dandy whips his head around, smile instantly dropping as he pushes you behind him.

• “What did you say?”

• I think its pretty well known that dandy is quite childish and spoiled, And I think that spoiled brats are the last kind of people you want to make jealous.

• It’s not that Dandy veiws you as an object per se, he just gets the exact same feeling of possessiveness that he wouldve gotten as a kid when Regina would take his toys.

• And he didnt like it. Not one bit.

• Without giving the guy a chance to answer, hed push past him.

• “Get out of my way, beanpole.” Dandy would insult, grabbing your hand as he shoved the tall man before you.

• Thats when, suddenly the man grabbed your other hand, landing you in an odd position as both men held onto your hands, pulling.

• They both seemed to tug at once, jerking your body over to each side. You could see there expressions when you turned your head. Dandy looked absolutely infuriated, eyes brimming with rage and hatred as he threw a tantrum and jerked your body back to his. The other guy looked smug, a smirk falling on his face as he tugged your body closer to his own.

• It was like they were playing tug of war, except you were the rope.

• If you listened closely, you could probably hear Dandy’s murmurs of; “i hate you i hate you i hate you i hate you!”

• But you were WAYYY to busy being jerked around by the two men in a public store front to notice.

• Eventually, either you have to yell at them to stop or the storekeeper has to call the police.

• Either way ends up with Dandy sulking as you walk home, still in a jealous rage.

• “Im going to kill him! Im going to stab him a million, trillion times!!”

• Dandy, no-

• Poor baby is honestly just ranting the whole way home

• In the end, Dandy can’t push past his grudge, so once the two of you get home hes already filing for a personal investigator to find the “poor ruffian of the lower class” who tried to “steal you”, in the words of Dandy.

• You try to convince Dandy that the guy was probably just a pompous drunk dick, but Dandy’s stopping at nothing to find out who this man is.

• After a few days or so of searching, eventually Dandy has the mans address.

• Im pretty sure we all know what happens, but lets just say he makes good on his threat to stab him a million trillion times.

• Probably comes home covered in blood, wearing a clown mask-

• Oh and would you look at that

• He also bought you the dress he liked at the storefront!

• His mood completely changes, hes back to his giddy and childlike self again.

• Probably does something weird with the mans teeth, like make it into a necklace or something for you.

• “Dandy…what is this?” you ask, holding up the necklace.

• “Oh! Its a symbol of our love! To show no one and nothing can ever come between us! Not even that wretched cretin!” He says it with a slightly creepy smile.

• Hes a lil weird but hes so proud of the necklace

• Pls just kiss this poor man

[langdonismsss]

Beginning of the end: Michael Langdon X Reader

Chapter 3: The deal

Description: A young girl is about to start her life after high school. Unfortunately for her, a certain blonde who has never accepted no for an answer learns of her existence before he is to put his purpose into play

A/N: Recently just learned that this pic was slowly starting to head into the direction a few other Michael Langdon fics have gone. Im starting to change my plot as I don't want them to be that similar, please accept this train wreck of a chapter

Warnings: Swearing, violence, mentions of death and dead things.

Word Count: 1.7K

 Your eyes slowly fluttered open. Your mind was fuzzy, but quickly you started to realize the danger you were in. You were in a small confined space, not even aware of which way was up. Hands and feet and mouth were bound with tape. Voices bounced around outside of your area. Shutting your eyes as tightly as possible you try to think. This was that creepy fucking lady. You should have just listened to your gut and avoided her. 

   “She’s still alive though right”? 

   It was a man’s voice, muffled behind the door. 

   You would just pretend you were sleeping to see if he said anything about his intentions.  You shut your eyes and went limp. There was shuffling outside for several minutes and muffled voices before the door opened. The light poured in and exposed two silhouettes. You didn’t have to see to feel their presence. They were powerful and authoritative. 

   “Are you fucking kidding me Miss Mead”, he snapped. It was soft but angry. The weird woman was who you assumed, is Miss Mead. You made a mental note so you could tell the police about that when you got out of here. 

   “Her mouth is taped how can she breathe”? It was him again. The lights were turned on. You had to resist moving your eyes. Otherwise it would give away your position. The tape was abruptly ripped off your mouth. You whimpered but hoped they hadn’t noticed. Hopefully he just thought you had stirred in your sleep.

   “Leave us!”, he shouted. You jumped in your skin. She chuckled nervously and left. The man kneeled beside you. His hand started to caress your face. His thumb running over your cheek bone gently. Your heart stopped. 

   You could physically feel it stopping. You were so fucking scared right now. His hand pulled away to rest his elbow on his knee. His chin pressed against his knuckles and he sighed.  “How stupid do you think I am”? 

   The tears burst just like harsh waves breaking through a dam. You cried on the cold floor not knowing where the hell you were right now. The sobs racketed through your body uncontrollably. “Please let me go home”. 

   He reached forward and grabbed your wrist rather harshly, yet his voice was gentle, “No”. You stopped feeling sorry for yourself and looked up at him. He looked uncomfortable and like he had no clue what he should be doing. He wasn’t very good with people. 

   “Why am I here?”, you whispered, finally taking in his appearance. He had medium length blonde hair, with fluffy curls. His bone structure was sharp, and he had puffy pink lips. His eyes were the most breath taking thing about him. A bright baby blue. In front of you was the most ethereal man you had ever seen. He looked so much like an angel, but his eyes had undertones of evil. His aura was dark and disturbing.

   “So you did all of this. And for what?”, you spit at him.

   His hands were still on your arms and he pulled you up to your feet fast. “For my fathers plans”, he said coldly. You narrowed your eyes and tried to read him. He seemed lonely. He didn’t know what the fuck he was even doing. 

   “Can I get your name at least”?

    Harshly, you were forced forward. 

   “What the fuck”, you hissed. He snorted and dragged you through a creepy hallway. You peered a look over your shoulder and saw that they had you locked in a closet. A small little janitors closet. The sign on the door read Kineros Robotics. You knew this place. It was on the news and they had been experimenting with cloning illegally. 

   Sharply, the man tugged you down another hall. At the end of it was a clear office cubicle. Odd. There were two men sitting in there, feet on their desks, and throwing things across at each other. The doors opened and both men sat up straight. They both had such ugly bowl cuts, you grimaced. 

   “M-Michael, we didn’t expect you back so soon”, they both stammered out. 

   So the man responsible for your kidnapping, was Michael. It was angelic. He looked over at you, face softening. “Have a seat”, pointing to the soft cushiony chair. The two men infant of you almost choked when you sat down. You weren’t sure why. Michael pulled the small, hard wooden stool over to the table and sat down, he was too tall and slouched over slightly. It was almost comical. “Can you boys just give me the device?”, Michael snapped. They were obviously very scared of him. Despite your current situation, you didn’t feel scared. You felt this strange sense of security. That was almost more scary than the actual situation. 

   “Jeff go grab it”, urged the brunette. 

   “On it”, he jumped up and walked over to the large white industrial cabinet. He opened the doors, revealing lots of small knick knacks and several very scary looking objects and devices. 

   “See this is the one we’ve been working on for awhile now. Just to track down Ryan Reynolds if we ever see him, right Mutt”, Jeff said nervously. Mutt said nothing. 

   Michael grabbed it from Jeff and turned to you. It looked like a water gun, but with two very large and very sharp prongs on the end. In shiny red cursive, it said Cooperative on the side. “Now, Y/N, I know you don’t understand what’s happening”, he shot a look over to the men and they got up abruptly and left. “But I’ll explain it to you before we get home”. 

   We?

   “Do not be alarmed when I tell you this”, his blue eyes pierced through your soul. You gave him a slow nod. “I’m the antichrist. To bring forth the end times for my father. To reset life on earth”, he said smoothly. It’s like he actually believed what he was saying. 

   Laughter echoed around the office. Michael looked at you puzzled. “Really? You kidnapped me just to tell me about some rubbish antichrist? And that you are him? Grow up buddy and go to church”, you chuckled, wiping tears from your eyes. As scared as you wanted to be, this whole situation was too ridiculous. 

   The room went cold. Like ice. His face had gone stone cold. “Michael?”, you said nervous. 

   “Could a normal man do this”? His hands swished and then snowflakes fell, coming from seemingly no where. Now you were getting a little scared. Again. 

   “Could a normal man do this?”, he repeated, instead this time throwing his hand up. The thumbtacks on the desk flew off the desk and pierced the wall. 

   “Could a nor-“

   “Listen I get it. Can you just kill me already”? Michael came out of the angry trance and looked at you sorrowful, mouth agape. 

   “Oh you think I’m going to kill you”? He let out a sad chortle before his eyes became dark. “No my love, you are going to help me end the world”. 

   You went quiet. Michael smirked and continued. “You might have noticed some signs these last few months. Like crows, and dead things. My father has hand selected you for partnership. I need…”, he stopped and gave you a dreamy look. “Balance. I need some form of sanity when bringing about the end of times. We are going to start a new world Y/N”, he tilted his head and gave a genuine smile.

   “I would rather fucking die”, you cried out. You stood up so fast the chair fell over and you turned to run. Michael used his powers and shut the doors infant of you. Banging on them you cried. “Let me out”! 

   “Don’t make me do this Y/N”, he bellowed. 

   “Please! I have a life I haven’t lived yet! I want to go to school, and party and get married. Maybe one day have kids and even grand kids! Theres so much I haven’t seen yet or done, please don’t do this. Wait another thousand years if you have to, just not now”, you started to cry again. This was the most you had ever cried. 

   Michael dropped to your level and started to caress your face. “Don’t cry, I can’t handle crying”, he whispered. His eyes were glossed over. “We can do all that in the new world, just tell me whatever you want and you can have it. The world is in your hands”. 

   “You have to understand how sudden and crazy this is right”, you managed to choke out. 

   “I know, that’s why I’m going to give you 1 month. With all the protection and money you could ask for. You can travel and do whatever you feel like. With whoever. You have one month to make a decision”. Your heart dropped. That was the opportunity of a life time. “All I ask, is you consider marrying me”, Michael said sternly. 

   “Thats it? And if I say no?”. 

   His lips went into a thin line. “I’ll have to do what I must”. 

   You swallowed hard, “If I were to marry you, and help you end the world, can I save who I want”? 

   “Whatever you wish for, and it’s yours”, Michael said softly.

   “Okay, I understand. I’ll meet you here in one month”, you said and stood up off the floor. Michael started to click his tongue. “Thats not all”, he picked up the gun and put it on your stomach. “For all that protection and money, you need this”. He pulled the trigger and there was a sharp pain in your tummy. Your jaw dropped and you grabbed the spot in pain. It felt like a small piece of plastic was just inserted into your gut.

“Thats a small chip I’ve just inserted into your stomach. The Co-operative will be tracking you now. When you get home there will be a man waiting for you. He’s going to hand you a card. That card is your ‘bank card’. There is no maximum amount. That man will be stationed outside of your house for the next month. I will always be around”, he smiled. “Ill be seeing you soon”, Michael waved his hand infant of your face and it all went black. 

[totalitarianbooktator]

Heyyy Tumblr!!!

Im Sloppy (you can literally just call me that) and I write fan-fiction about a myriad of different things

A bit about me is that I’m a proud lesbian and listen to many manyyy different bands but especially MCR- I get very fixated on things and just can’t crank out enough writing since I’m so spastic, but that’s why I’m making this blog! To get me on track :)

I also play the guitar and draw. I generally love all kinds of art (NOT AI) and read quite a bit, ranging from classics like Crime And Punishment to newer novels like Twilight, All the Stars and Teeth, and An Enchantment of Ravens

I also watch tv (ofc) and have loved American Horror Story for the longest time and am so into Buffy The Vampire Slayer

I’m also a bit of a gamer (lol) and I’ve especially fixated on Hades (so excited for the second), I’m Stuck In A Yandere Visual Novel, Honkai Star Rail, and Minecraft. I’m pretty active on Itch.io in general, checking out new games from indie devs :)

I’ve written:

•After The Battle; a fic on Octavian/Dakota from Heros Of Olympus written in a style based off of Song Of Achilles

•Prince of Cats, Duke of Birds; a fic on Tybalt/Mercutio from Romeo and Juliet (og Shakespeare) with the occasional Shakespearean accent

Im working on:

• A spin on Carmilla (1872), based around a character study on Carmilla/Laura which will be focusing more on their relationship- this idea is a bit loose since I eventually want to stray from the original plot to make it more explicitly lesbian and not like it was written by a man in 1872

• A fic in the world of I’m Stuck In a Yandere Visual Novel- I’m chipping away at the concept on this and getting my outline done. I’m really excited for this one personally since I’m not having to read through books to make sure I’m true to the characters and can instead just play the game again :)! It’s also a bit of a passion project of mine. Also, with the way I’m writing this, you don’t have to have played the game to understand the novel so if you’re into Yandere or Yandere/Yandere type stuff you should totally stay tuned

• The next chapters of Prince of Cats (1/3 done so far)

• Honkai Star Rail one-shots

I’m Open To Suggestions!

Please leave suggestions in my asks for either media I should check out or just ideas you’d like to see in writing

Let me clarify that this is NOT a garunte I’ll write it, just a thought box

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[flwersgarden]

AMERICAN HORROR STORY MASTERLIST. ⋆｡˚

☆ requested. ¦ ★ dark / yandere.

ꜜ tate langdon.

tate langdon with a bookworm / socially awkward reader. ★ ☆

ꜜ james patrick march.

james patrick march shows reader that he is only soft with her. ★ ☆

[yandereunsolved]

Hey!

Can you do a yandere jimmy darling x important figure reader

Her father is a very important person and dotes on his daughter (reader) and the freaks came to a gathering he organized and the reader defended them.

From then on she came to the shows to apologize for the others ignorance and jimmy is always looking at her

He loves her praise, her touch everything

He always wants something more but his insecurities wont let him so he just more stalker-ish

Sweet Tea & Stalking - ,, yandere Jimmy Darling with a famous reader

tw(s): yandere themes, mention of eugenics, internment camps, and forced sterilization, abuse (by readers father), toxic 1950s ideals/toxic masculinity, drugging, reader mentioning/threatening suicide

ꨄ︎ It was really a horrible accident that he fell so madly in love with you. It was supposed to be just another night with the rest of the freaks. Until Elsa announced that the entire group that was paid by the governor of Florida to perform at one of his campaign banquets. Some of the freaks were ecstatic, while others were nervous to be around so many people in public. Elsa stated that it would be a great way to spread word-of-mouth about the carnival. The party was hosted at your father's mansion. Many high-class donors were there that night. The freaks dressed their best, yet wary glances were still shot towards them. That's when Jimmy first met you—such a pretty young thing among the seas of mundane small talk. You graciously invited them all into your father's house. You seemed more curious than fearful of their deformities. You didn't outright run when you saw him, so he'll take that over nothing. He gave you a cheeky smile and a flirty wink, and you looked like a deer caught in the headlights. Apparently your dear ole' daddy never allowed any man near his sweet lamb. Perhaps he could change that. Although those are just pipe dreams, You're just doing what your daddy told you.

ꨄ︎ You invited them to eat before their performance. The head chef refused to serve them, which left you utterly distraught and embarrassed. Elsa assured you that it was nothing they hadn't dealt with before. She said that the performance is worth more than any food you could serve them. Yet, your luscious little mouth insisted that all of them eat. You brought them to a quiet hallway within the mansion and brought food from the kitchen to them. You allowed them privacy and dignity—two things none of them were ever allowed.

ꨄ︎ When it came time to perform, it was an absolute disaster. They were all standing in an outdoor amphitheater. It was gigantic; many people of status' higher than them filled the luxurious lawn. Your father promised a speech before the 'show'. He went on a long rant about how these were the types of people he promised to get rid of if he was re-elected. He promised the most horrid things to his possible voters. He talked of sterilizing all freaks, putting them in camps and isolating them because that is where they belonged, and making them get surgery to look more presentable to the public. He pushed eugenic rhetoric, and all the while, you were forced to stare at them while on the lawn. You nearly burst into tears. They all stormed off the stage, and a few of them had to hold Jimmy back from attacking your father and killing him.

ꨄ︎ You weaved through the thick crowd to catch up to them, but by the time you got there, they were all gone. You got hit by your father multiple times that night. He called you a freak fucker and a whore because you dared to show kindness to those genetically flawed monsters. You were banned from ever seeing them again. You were locked in your room and denied food or water. You understood what this meant for you. You understood the horrors of your father's wrath and what was still to come. You had no choice. You are to be seen, but not heard, around your father and his companions.

ꨄ︎ The next morning, you escaped the house with a bag of your belongings in tow. You pulled out as much money as you were able to using a faulty check with your father's foraged signature. You were lost. You went to the lost place you knew of—Fräulein Elsa's Cabinet of Curiosities. They were less than enthused to see you once again. Jimmy went off on you before you were able to reach Elsa.

"How dare you show us kindness and then spit in our faces? Do you know what it's like to be like us? No, you don't! You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. You only take it out so you can laugh at us!"

He was so utterly heartbroken. He thought that someone actually cared about them.

ꨄ︎ He only realized his mistake when the clouds cleared a little and he could see the bruises forming on your body. Such a sweet little thing as yourself had a breakdown right in front of him. With shaking hands, you pushed the check into his deformed hands. He felt his jaw fall open. All of this, for them? Then, you begged. The stories of how monstrous your father was to you fell from your lips. A righteous fire ignited within Jimmy Darling. He realized it in that moment. The man upstairs gave you to him. He's never claimed to be a religious man, but this could only be the work of divine intervention. An innocent little lamb such as yourself crawls into his arms and speaks of the woes of your evil parental figure. It was like something out of a moving picture. He was blessed with you. He was meant to protect you.

ꨄ︎ He brought you to Elsa, and she was overjoyed at the money. She promised you a home here. She waved both you and Jimmy off, as she had to spend time mulling over what she was going to do with all of this money. You had given them a $1,000 US dollars ($11,710.42 US dollars in 2024). Jimmy was grinning ear to ear, rubbing your back as he showed you around. Word spread about your generosity and your woes. Soon enough, the freaks welcomed you into their home. You became the 'darling' of the show. They called you the human doll because of your ethereal beauty. You would surely help bring in the big bucks like Bette and Dot.

ꨄ︎ It becomes routine for you and Jimmy to sit down, have sweet tea, and talk about your day. It all started as an accident, really. He invited you to his trailer the first day you were there. He had some left-over sweet tea that had been sitting out in the Florida sun. He gave it to you, and soon it became a ritual between you two. He was always too shy to express his feelings about you. He knows that they've grown into something abnormal. Not to mention that real men shouldn't share such silly things.

ꨄ︎ Having sweet tea with you practically every day was such a good way for Jimmy to probe for information about you. He could learn about everything and anything. You just loved to speak about your day, and Jimmy was obsessed with how your eyes would light up when he asked you. He could also learn who was getting too close to you if any of the other performers had their disgusting little eyes or hands on you. He couldn't do it when others were around because he was always so busy keeping them at bay. You are the circus doll, after all. However, you only really belong to him. Dolls need to be taken care of. He wouldn't allow any part of you to chip, crack, or fade.

ꨄ︎ He occasionally drugs your drinks, just so you are forced to depend on him. You get all sweet and touchy while being woozy. He isn't one to take advantage of someone while in such a state, but if you are persistent, he won't necessarily say no. He's just so obsessed with your hazy blabbering. His heart swells when you lean your head against his chest and murmur about how sleepy you are. It's equally as effective when he has to kill someone for you. Like your father.

ꨄ︎ He understands you still have responsibilities because you are the govenor's child. You may officially live with them, but you still have to tolerate your father for now. You still have to argue with him about your choices. The only reason you are allowed to stay with them is because you threatened to kill yourself if your father made you go back with him. This, naturally, worried Jimmy. So he takes care of you. He just follows you around without your knowledge. It isn't that bad. He's always had to hide in the shadows because he is a freak. So him just casually strolling behind you, out of your eyesight, isn't anything out of the norm. He's just here to take care of any problems that may arise. He's just being sweet, see?

ꨄ︎ Outside of your sweet tea time and the stalking, he doesn't talk to you much. He's way too insecure about his hands and how he appears. You aren't another freak he can flirt with; you aren't some easy waitress either. You are a high-class person who chose to live with him. He puts an excruciating amount of pressure on how he presents himself because of that.

ꨄ︎ On that note, his insecurities are so deeply ingrained in his being that the first time you compliment him, he thinks you're trying to make fun of him. He can't even think of a flirty remark to retort with. A stunned 'really?' is the only thing that escapes him. He becomes enamored with your compliments. He'll do anything for one of them. He'll show off the strength he gained from working at the carnival. He'll do his best to try to flirt with you. He'll spend all of his dollars and coins getting you that thing you wouldn't buy yourself just to hear a meek 'thank you' escape from his lips. He'll tell off that woman who won't stop hitting on you and brutally murder her. He'll mutilate himself for you. He'd cut off all of his fingers if it made you more comfortable. He'd do anything just here those addicting praises escape your lovely lips. They taste even better when those words are pressed against his lips.

ꨄ︎ Jimmy melts if you do anything to his hands: touch them, caress them, compliment them. He feels a shudder run down his everytime. He says one thing everytime, testing the waters of how attracted you are to him. "Doll, if you really wanted to feel them all you had to do was ask." He makes a scissoring emotion and always bursts into a set of nervous chuckles. Once he learns you don't mind touching his hands he's always holding yours. He's always touching some part of your body with them. Maybe he's even a little more confident because of your praises.

ꨄ︎ He craves something more intimate between you two. He's just so terrified. You are the first 'normal' person that has ever accepted him. He wants to marry you on the altar. You'd look so sexy in wedding attire. He wants it so badly. He wants the house, the white picket fence, and two and a half children. He's never dared to tell anyone that, much less dream about it. He's always been a monster in the world's eyes. He never thought to think of more until he laid eyes on you that fateful night.

After all, you have affirmed all those obsessive thoughts in his mind just by continuously interacting with him. You have healed his insecurities enough—just enough to hold him back from anyone who looks at you. What? They might be trying to take you away. He can't have that.

ꨄ︎ You are going to have to make the first romantic move to evolve your relationship from purely platonic. Once you do, it's over. He is yours, and you are his now. Forever ♡.

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[joonie7007]

Bruh gay that I can only add 1 vid

But this this probably how the creators/fandom created him or wtv

Idk but if not a zombie 🧟‍♂️…

He would be some type of black glob/ tentacle creature lookin 🦑

He would also regenerate like this or some probably when bro got sniped

(this is the only example I could find/ thought)

T-T

MAN WHAT THE-

(WHY IS THIS SONG COOKING/ the whole music in this game is mwa chefs kiss 💋)

Oh poop..

Bro got too excited…😵‍💫☠️🪓

[thoughtyouwerentafraidofanything]

SPECIAL STUDENT

Part one

Pairings: pre cult kai anderson x female reader x cult kai anderson

Summary: youre a new professor, fresh out of university. A coworker of yours leaves work on injury resulting in a senior class unattended to. That is when you accept the responsibility to cover the senior class and ready them for their final exams, what happens when a certain senior takes a liking to you.

What happens when he likes you more than a student should.

Warnings: pre cult kai turns into cult kai, age gap, teacher x student, sub kai anderson, dom kai anderson, smut, yandere tendencies, manipulation, crying, slapping, male masterbation, grinding, forcing kissing, threatening, blackmail.

SORRY IF THIS IS NIT TO YOUR LIKING.

Trying something out here just work with me for a little bit plz😅😖

"Good afternoon ladies and gentleman, my name is professor l/n and I will be taking this class over for the remainder of the year"

You spoke to the room with forced confidence, all of their eyes on you watching as you spoke to everyone in the room you stood infornt of your desk clasping your hands together facing your crowd of new students, "your previous professor has unfortunately injured themselves and can't come to work"

You paused, the room was silent.

"I will allow questions to be asked now if anyone has any"

You waited patiently, your eyes darting around the room for any risen hands.

You walked back behind your desk and sat down on the seat that wasn't yours, although you wouldn't mind pinching it as the pillowy fabric softened your landing. "If there are none I shall move onto today's class-" you grabbed ahold of the 3 textbooks piled up on the large dark wood desk infront of you, your fingers flipped through the hundreds of pages eyes focused on the chapter number.

"I have a question"

The silence was broken, you looked up from the textbook, your eyes wandering across the lecture room, which wasn't hard thankfully as it was a rather small room, you made eye contact with a man.

"Ah, excuse me for not seeing you earlier, what is your question sir?"

You sat up straight awaiting your students reply.

"Are you single"

The strength you have to stop the obvious eye roll from happening was impressive.

"What is your name sir?"

"Connor"

"Well Connor, I dont think that is an appropriate question to ask your professor"

After Connor had broken the ice a handful of other students asked questions which you ofcourse answered truthfully, I am a new teacher,I'm not sure what happened happened your professor, I am 26 years old, yes I will be carrying off from where your old professor left off.

"Now of there are no other questiones I would like to get on with the lesson"

Out of all of the eyes on you there was one different from the rest, a pair that were staring harder than everyone else, you could feel a sense of weariness creep up on you.

What was going on?

Why were you feeling like this?

You choked down the gulp that was caught in your throat and resulted back to the large books infront of you instructing your students to read the text and answer questiones.

As they done so, that feeling if nervousness itched it's way back back you, your eyes shot up from your notebooks to your class, everyone's eyes were drawn to their laps reading the books placed in their hands or infront of them.

Everyone but one.

Your eyes locked, you had never felt so startled by anything in your life other than the strong eyecontact one of your students gave you.

It was quick, you caught him staring and he jumped and buried his nose into the book, the contact mightve only lasted a secind but it felt longer, you felt asthough you were being put under a microscope being analysed.

The rest of the class somewhat flew by, by the end of the class you had instructed the class to prepare a sideshow presentation on a topic of their choice asking as it referred back to the main topic they were learning.

You also gave them the choice of either working alone or in pairs, most of your students instantly paired with one another, infant all of the students in your class were paired with someone.

All but one.

As everyone left you reminded the students to have the presentation done by next week or else it would result in an automatic fail.

One by one the class decreased in size and before you knew it the lecture room was empty, you had completely forgotten you now had free periods as you were only teaching a senior class. To relax you took out a book and a cereal bar from your coat pocket and lay back in your seat.

"Professor l/n"

You almost choked on your cereal bar, you instantly sat forward in your seat and flipped the magazine shut.

"H-How many I help you Mr...."

"My name is kai, kai anderson"

He loomed over your desk, his body awkwardly shifting his weight. Although his body language seemed rigid and tense his eyes bore into yours, He was younger than you yet you felt intimidated under his gaze.

"Nice to meet you Mr Anderson is there anything I can do for you"

You sat for a while waiting for kai to speak but all he done was stare at you and the floor.

"Well if there isn't anythi-"

"You shouldn't eat that" kai interrupted

"Excuse me Mr Anderson?"

"You never know what's been put in those bars, you could be eating something entirely different to what you think you are"

Your head was empty of responses.

"Here", kai dipped his hand into his backpack reaching out another cereal bar, this one youbhad never seen before, its packaging being completely unrecognisable,"this is safe"

He holds the cereal bar out to you wanting and waiting for you to take it with your own hand instead of placing it on the desk.

"My amderson I don't feel comfortable taking this from you it's yours" you hide the fact that you don't trust anything a stranger gives you with a simple excuse.

"Take it, I have more in my bag"

He holds the breakfast bar out closer to you after brushing your words from his head, you have no other choice than to take the bar unless you would rather sit and awkwardly refuse his gift for the rest of the day.

"What? Don't trust me?"

Kais eyes remained glued ti your face, his facial expression never changing from the blank look on his face.

"I didn't do anything to it"

You gulp and slowly your hand raises to meet kais taking ahold of the breakfast bar and attempting to pull it away from him. When the cereal bar refuses to move you let go of it but keep your hand close to it, kai smiles and holds the cereal bar with his whole hand before placing it in yours.

Your hands touched, his rough fingers brushing off of your palm as he finally let go of the cereal bar. You felt unsettled about how long he kept his hand on yours.

"Thankyou very much Mr Anderson you may leave now, I'm sure you need to get to your next class"

Kai stares at you for a few more minutes before smiling and breathing out a awkward laugh, he begins to walk away from your desk.

"You don't have to call me Mr Anderson, just kai"

You didn't bother give him another response and sat silently looking down at your lap where the new cereal bar was until you heard the sound of the doors to the lecture room open and close.

Not a second went by before you threw the breakfast bar into the small trash can beside the desk.

Two weeks had gone by and the rate if weird interaction with kai had increased. you would often catch him staring at you at times where he should have been occupied with something else like reading or researching.

You would leave the lecture room, locking the doors, and would catch a glimpse of kai darting around corners or walking away from you.

One thing that seemed to happen far too often than that should was that everyday after you taught kais class he would awkwardly walk to your desk and hold out another cereal bar, he would stand there until you took it and waited for you to thank him before her left the room, and everytime he left you would throw the cereal bar away not even bothering to give it a chance.

Yet you never seemed to catch him taking sneaking photos of you during and after class.

Two months had since then passed and kai had seemed to grow alot more attached to you than you jad hoped, he would spend as much time as he could with you, his lunch, his free periods and would often ask to walk you to your car.

He came physically closer to you, whenever he was sat down he would chose the seat closest to you when in class but if the two of you were alone he would drag a seat right next to yours and plonk himself Down by your side.

What worried you the most was he was becoming a lot more dominant.

Kai would try to touch you, rub your shoulders, pat your back, brush hair from your face, and when you denied him access he would throw a small fit and get mad at you, you would then remind him that he didn't have to stay with you at lunch and he could leave at any time.

It was lunch time now, and ofcourse kai was with you in your room, he always followed the same routine, he would sit infront of you, pull out a large textbook and read, well, pretend to. This day was no different, kai sat in his normal seat, the one right infront of the teachers desk, he pulled out a large book placed it on the small table infront of him and a bottle of water.

You had made a routine for yourself whenever kai was around you, even in class. You would simply ignore him, pick other students to answer questiones, look down at your phone or the books infront of you and eat when every he asked you a question

And that's exactly what you done as soon as he entered the lecture room.

Everything was going as usual until the constant sound of thumping reached your ears, you had hought at first it was one of kais futile attempts to gain your attention as it wasn't the first time he had plucked one or two of your feathers just to get you to look at him.

The noises didn't stop, what the hell was happening?

You brought your head up eyes connecting with kais and holding each other in locked eye contact.

You always felt intimidated by kai, even though he was younger than you and you were his professor he always made you feel naked.

You wanted nothing more than to break the eye contact between you and your questionable student , your eyes tracked down back to your book but stopped in horror.

Kai was touching himself as he watched you read, and he didn't stop now that you had caught him.

Infact at the sight of your horrified face kai let out a whine and continued to touch himself. You froze, what could you do, if he was bold enough to madterbate infront of you he wouldn't feel threatened by you telling the Dean.

When kai noticed you didn't move he spread his legs wider, his cock on full display as he pumped his fist up his length, your eyes were glued to his hand watching as he would slightly twist his hand as he got nearer to the head of his cock.

Kai threw his head back at the feeling of knowing you were staring at him, he relished in the feeling of your eyes never moving from his dick. He never knew you would react this way, he decided to do it on a whim to see what your initial reaction to him would be.

A guttural moan left his lips as his left hand shot up to grab onto the books on the table beside him, the pages crumpled underneath his grasp yet he spared them no mercy, oh how he wished it was you who he was touching.

He often would imagine you instead of his hand, a perverted smile plastering his face at night as he imagined fucking you against you desk infront of his class, infront of Connor.

He couldn't even imagine how tight and wet you'd be but he wanted to find out so badly, it was a need for him.

His eyes peeled open just to stare at you through foggy eyes, he wanted you to witness him cum to you, for you, and he knew you'd enjoy it that's why you hadn't looked away yet.

Your heart was thumping in your chest, your legs were useless as you sat nailed to the chair, your bottom half wriggled uncomfortable against the plush cushion under you as you watched kai.

The noises coming from his mouth were loud and lewd, you were sure if anyone was outside your room they would be able to hear kais outbursts of pleasure.

But did you care?

The sight of kais strained cock was engraved into your mind, his body was telling you in its own way it was ready to come undone, his pink tip glistened with the precum that oozed out of his cock with every pump of his fist.

"P-professor"

Your cheeks burned as your ears rung at the sound of kai almost whimpering out your name. You couldn't help but cross your leg over the other to settle the subtle thump between your legs.

What was wrong with you

This is disgusting why am I watching

Why won't I look away

When kai came his body froze for seconds before becoming extremely limp, only his eyes moved to stare back at yours not bothering about his now softening cock that was yet to be tucked back into his pants.

Your mind was short of anything to say

the only words coming to mind were

"What, the, fuck".

[martaxox]

2.01.2023-8.01.2023

[bloody-cupcakes]

Info~

This is my sideblog for strictly yandere/dark fic content (@lanawinterscigarettes is my main) I might write some yandere/dark character x reader but I'll probably write more for yandere/dark reader than anything else because I never get to see those kind of fics

Dni: racists, sexists, queerphobes, xenophobes, ableists, terfs, pro lifers, etc. Hate will not be tolerated on my blog and if I see you trying to harass me or others I will not hesitate to block you

Fandoms I write yandere/dark content for:

American Horror Story, MCU, The Umbrella Academy, Once Upon A Time, The Vampire Diaries, Stranger Things, Jennifer's Body, Heathers, Scream, Doctor Who

Feel free to ask if you're unsure whether I write for a specific character or not <3 (you can refer to my character list on my other account to see which characters I write for. Although I do write for more fandoms than this, these are the only ones I'll write dark content for, so please don't request something on this account for a character not from one of the fandoms above)

Link to my masterlist 💋