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kaylinlmao · 2 years

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Fight *Edited*

Warnings: swearing, violence, r is 17, boys are 18

Summary: The new kid doesn't know any better and challenges the toughest crew in school, so they come to teach her a lesson in front of everyone. What they didn't expect was the new kid can fight.

"Hi. I'm Y/N L/N." I said quietly. I've gone to a new school every year of middle school and the first three in high school. Now that I'm in my last year of high school and 18 years old, I should be used to getting up and introducing myself right? Wrong. I still get anxiety talking in front of friends but a full classroom of teenage assholes? No way.

"Nice to meet you, Y/N. Have a seat back there by those boys" Mr. Rogers, the English teacher said. I weaved through the desks swiftly with my eyes glued to the floor. I sat down, took out a notebook and pen and started doodling. I was drawing a pretty flower when I heard snickering behind me. Those boys who Mr. Rogers told me to sit by were staring at me and laughing. The one with short black hair was talking to the boy with dirty blondish hair. One with short curly hair was laughing with a guy with long black hair. Then there was a guy right behind me with long curly blonde hair. He was boring holes in the back of my head. Lastly, the boy sitting across from me. He had ginger hair and was chuckling at a joke one of his friends made.

DING DING DING. The bell rang, signaling lunchtime. I got up and walked outside. I found a nice tree, sat underneath it, got my lunch out, ate, and just people watched. There was a group of girls giggling at a table not far from me. Then one girl caught my eye and came over to sit beside me.

"Hello. I'm Donna! What's your name?" "Y/N" She was really sweet and we talked for a while during lunch. While we were talking, the group of boys walked out the lunch room doors and everyone scurried to get away from them like they had some sort of virus of something. "Who are those boys?" I asked Donna. "Oh. Um, they're bad news. You should stay away from them." She said, quietly. "I will if you tell me who they are and why everyone avoids them like they have the plague"

"Ok. Well, you see the one with the short black hair?" I nodded. "So, that's Bruce Yamada. He plays baseball and is like a serious ladies man. He'll pretend to be your friend then totally stab you in the back. The one with the dirty blond hair. Not the one with curly hair, the one with the Letterman jacket. That's Billy Showalter. He's the local paperboy. He's kinda mean. They're all really mean which is why I said you should stay away from them." I nodded my head and waved my hand impatiently.

"And?" "And then there's the guy with short curly hair. That's Finney Blake. He's more low-key mean then the other guys. Like he'll degrade the shit out of you while his friends beat your ass. Then the little short one with ginger hair. That's Griffin Stagg. He's more of the stalker. He'll be the one to figure out where you live and what your schedule is so they can jump you without getting caught. The there's those two boys right there in the corner." "The one with the long curly hair and long black hair?" I asked. "Yes" she confirmed. "They are Vance Hopper and Robin Arellano. They're the fighters. They're the ones who fight most of the fights."

"So why does everyone avoid them? They don't look very scary. They also seem like an unexpected group of friends." I said. Donna gave me the side eye. "Well, something happened three years ago and nobody's really over it" Now we're getting somewhere. "There was this guy. His name was Albert Shaw but he was nicknamed the Grabber. He would snatch up boys from off the streets and kidnap them. What he didn't think through was he kidnapped too many boys at once." "Who did he kidnap?" " Bruce Yamada, Vance Hopper, Billy Showalter, Griffin Stagg, Robin Arellano, and Finney Blake." I nodded my head and snapped my fingers. "So that's why they're all friends. To bond over the trauma" We looked at each other a moment and laughed.

"In all honesty though, they look like a bunch of douches." What I didn't know was that their stupid group was walking behind us and heard the last part of the conversation. Then they went back there and started making a plan to jump me after school and teach me a lesson in front of everybody.

DING DING DING. The bell rang for last period. "What class do you have next?" Donna asked. I looked at my schedule and groaned. "Math." "Oh me too! We can go together then!" "Ok" We walked in and sat down together. I just doodled on my arm and wasn't really listening until I felt something hit the back of my head. It was a note from the boy behind me.

"Just warning you. The dead kids group plan to jump you after school and beat your ass in front of everyone to teach you a lesson. -Wyatt"

"For reals? Why? That's ok though. I can fight. -Y/N"

"All six of them? Because they heard you calling them all douches -Wyatt"

"I'll be fine. Thanks for the warning. Wyatt. -Y/N"

I was in the middle of an internal battle for the rest of math class. Anxiety and confidence were fighting. For a second I was like "yo, I got this." Then anxiety kicks in and now I'm thinking "in front of an audience? I've never fought in front of people before!" I was about to have a panic attack when I remembered something my dad said. "When you're fighting, remember to focus on your opponents fighting style. They use their fists often, go for the legs." I was so zoned out remembering all of my dads fighting tips I didn't even notice that the bell rang and everyone was filing out of the classroom.

"Y/N? Are you ok?" Donna asked sweetly. "Yeah I'm fine. Just tired." "Ok. Lets go then." We walked out together to the crowded parking lot. As I rounded the corner I saw the boys waiting for me. I decided just to try and walk around them just to test them. I swerved around but one of them caught me by my wrist. Robin. "Yes? How can I help you douches?" By then a large crowd was coming over to see the fight. For some odd reason all of them looked at me with pity. "What'd you say?" Robin said dangerously slow. "How. Can. I. Help. You. Douches? Did your dumb little brains get it that time?" Now, I may have been cool and calm on the outside but I was fucking terrified on the inside. Why the fuck was I making them even madder? Omg. I was gonna die. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die.

They all looked at me livid and red with anger. I was just waiting for someone to swing first. Finally, Vance did. He swung but he put too much emotion into it. Emotion is weakness. I dodged it easily, grabbed his arm and pulled it behind his back. Then I wiped his legs out from under him so he hit his head on the concrete, blacking out. I then felt someone grab my hair and pull me up. I looked up to see Finney with his hand in my hair. I whimpered quietly but he heard it. So now he thinks I'm submitting and giving up. Wrong. And now I just move a little bit to the side over here, bring the heel of my foot up and kicked him with my heel right where the sun don't shine. He doubled over, falling to his knees and letting go of my hair.

2 down 4 to go. Billy and Bruce both started swinging. Now, if I'm being honest, they got a few really good punches in. But I noticed that Billy was fighting leaning on his toes. So if I just slide under his legs and pull then he falls over. Now Billy's down too. I also saw that Bruce wasn't completely focused on me. He was more focused on the crowd surrounding us. So I ran and tackled him. He fell straight down and hit his head. Robin now. He was gonna be a tough one. He's a damn good fighter. I swung first just to test my theory. He dodged and punched back. Yup! My theory was right. He pulls his punches. They last too long and go further then necessary.

When he punched my eye, I won't lie. I almost blacked out. But I had enough in me to pull his arm and flip him across. He landed on top of Vance who was just coming around. They were all on the ground except for Griffin. I walked over to him and socked him straight in the chin. He walked backwards and tripped over Bruce's leg. Done. It was absolutely silent. As I was waking away, I heard someone say "how did she beat all six of them?"

I walked over to the boys helping each other up, furious. I pointed at Robin. "You pull your punches. It gives more time to grab it and get you back before you can punch again." I pointed at Billy. "You fight on your toes which gives you terrible balance. Fight on the balls of your feet, not your toes." I point at Bruce. "You kept focusing on the crowd, not your opponent. It gave me a chance to take you by surprise." I point at Griffin. "You rely too much on your friends. You can only rely and trust yourself." I point at Finney. "You need more confidence. Be confident in your abilities." I point at Vance. "Lastly, you. You fight with too much anger and emotion. Emotion is weakness." I walked away quickly to my car and hopped in. My parents were at work and so was my sister. When I got home, I went to the bathroom to see how bad it was. I looked and saw I just had a black eye and a bloody nose. And scratches and bruises all around but. I cleaned it and sat down to read, not knowing that at the moment, 6 boys were developing an unhealthy obsession with me.

So. This is my first imagine. It was kinda long and it sucked. But I tried. All parts up to 9 are posted! Love y'all! :) -Kaylin

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berry-loves-yandere · 8 months

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"𝐼'𝓂 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅 𝓎𝑜𝓊!" pt.2

Warnings: kidnapping, abuse, obsessive behaviours, possessive behaviours, unhealthy mindset, manipulation, The Grabber

(Y/N) had been saving multiple boys from the basement but was unable to help them escape because the Grabber had upped security in the house to make sure that none of the boys ever escaped.

(Y/N) managed to sneak the boys some food (mainly her own meals) and in return they told her about the world outside of the house they were all trapped in.

When she saved the most recent victim, Robin, however, the Grabber gave her a strict warning after beating her.

"If you take the next boy out of this basement, I'll fucking kill you! Do you hear me?!" Was his threat and it lingered in (Y/N)'s mind.

(Y/N) was terrified of this, even though she was almost always on the brink of death due to lack of food and the heavy amount of beatings.

But to be able to protect the other boys, she knew she couldn't hide away the next one, it would be the end of her life and in turn, the end of the rest of the boys’ lives.

But she had an idea about how to help the boy.

She found some old walkie talkies and hid one in the basement and kept the other in the secret room with the other boys so they could give the next boy advice.

Once the next boy was in the basement, the Grabber's brother came to visit, so (Y/N) was locked in her room, since she too, was a kidnapped child.

(Y/N) was becoming very weak and it took a lot of effort to move.

So while she was locked in her room, the Grabber would barely come to see her and deliver food.

He only did that early in the morning then never came back until the next morning, so that gave (Y/N) time to talk to the boys.

They were her first friends and the only connection she had to the outside world.

She had no idea what life outside of the Grabber’s house was like, so everything they told her made her so curious to what the outside world was like.

Bruce and Robin were her favourite friends since they were always nice to her and told her about everything in detail.

Bruce found it a bit funny even that she liked fairytales so much and would often tell her that she was like Rapunzel, beautiful not knowing what the outside world was like.

This made (Y/N) smile since she didn’t feel beautiful, especially with all of her bruises and scars but Rapunzel was supposed to be a beautiful princess despite being held captive.

But then (Y/N) noticed something after a few days, the Grabber came into her room more frequently with more meals, which made her think that the person downstairs left already.

But because (Y/N) was giving the boys almost all of her food, she became weaker and weaker until she could barely give the boys food anymore.

By using the walkie talkie, the boys were able to communicate with the new victim, Finney.

They gave him advice on how to escape and Finney managed to get out the door and start running but he then was captured again.

Luckily, by using the advice from the rest of the boys, after Finney was recaptured, he managed to kill the Grabber and leave the house.

The police entered the house after Finney came out and began getting checked on by professionals.

The boys had heard the snap of the Grabber's neck through the walkie talkie, so they exited the secret room, knowing it was safe to do so.

But (Y/N) wasn't able to move due to injuries and extreme hunger.

Vance carried her out as they all quickly left the house and encountered the police, who recognized them as the missing boys.

They didn't know who (Y/N) was but she was loaded into an ambulance and driven to the hospital.

She was kept there for quite some time to recover since she had severe injuries and was extremely malnourished.

The boys who she saved often came to visit and Robin brought Finney along to meet her once.

The boys, that were kidnapped before Finney, thought of (Y/N) as their saviour and soon Finney thought of her that way too because if she hadn't intervened, then all of them would be dead.

She was making a slow recovery as the police tried to locate her parents.

But they were struggling to find her parents since (Y/N) had no recollection of her last name or her parents, she didn’t even know if (Y/N) was her actual name since it was the name the Grabber called her.

Since she managed to recover before the police found her parents, Griffin’s mother, Ms.Stagg, volunteered to take care of (Y/N) in the meantime since she noticed how attached Griffin was to (Y/N).

Griffin and (Y/N) developed a strong, sibling-like bond and (Y/N) was very protective of the small boy.

But with (Y/N) living with Griffin, he did his best to make sure that (Y/N) wouldn’t hang out with the other boys she saved, and that he could brag about all the fun things he did with (Y/N).

Like building a pillow fort together, how she would read him stories, giving him piggy back rides and how when he said he had a nightmare, she would let him cuddle with her until he fell asleep.

The other boys were very pissed off by this, they wanted to be around (Y/N) so badly, they wanted to joke and laugh with her, talk to her about their stresses, make her happy but Griffin was amazing at restricting their interactions.

(Y/N) was honestly just happy to be out of the Grabber’s house and having the feeling of a family.

The other boys thought that maybe when the police found (Y/N)’s parents, they could have more interactions with her since she’d be around Griffin a lot less.

But those hopes were shattered because it turned out that when the police were looking through the Grabber’s house, they found two bodies, two adult bodies.

They managed to recently connect the dots and figure out that these were (Y/N)’s parents.

As it turns out, the Grabber had become so attached to (Y/N) that he wanted to make sure that she never had anything to go back to, therefore he killed her parents, so he could be her only parental figure, so she really would think that he was her dad.

(Y/N) would’ve been more upset had she known her parents but it was still distressing news.

Ms.Stagg took initiative to adopt (Y/N) since she was growing to love the girl like the daughter she never had.

Griffin made sure to brag about how (Y/N) was now officially his sister and basically did his best to piss off the others with how much he was bragging.

They decided to secretly find ways to meet up and hang out with (Y/N).

They set up little ‘shifts’ where one boy would distract Griffin and the others could hang out with (Y/N).

Bruce and Finney taught her how to play baseball, or at least brought her to their games.

Vance made her watch him play pinball at the Grab ‘n’ Go as he beat his records, then would buy some kind of candy for her with the pocket change he had.

Robin would take (Y/N) to the drive in movie theatre to watch horror movies, especially if she was terrified by them, because it would give Robin an excuse to cuddle (Y/N).

Billy would take her on early morning bike rides with him as he did his paper route.

But Griffin soon found out about what the boys were doing and was furious.

He didn’t want to share his older sister!

She saved him first!

She talked to him first!

No one else should be around her besides his mom and himself!

After he found out, he would throw a tantrum every time that one of the boys tried to get him away from (Y/N) then smirk at the boy as he walked away with her.

Griffin attachment to (Y/N) was like a toddler with their favourite toy, never ever wanting to it go.

This made the others frustrated but luckily for them, Finney is a genius.

He decided to approach (Y/N) and start talking to her while Griffin was around.

Griffin whined and complained but his efforts to get (Y/N) away from Finney failed.

She would instead scold Griffin, and tell him that she was talking to someone and that they would hangout later.

Once the rest of the boys witnessed this, they began using the same strategy angering Griffin to an extreme.

Griffin then began ignoring (Y/N), pretending she didn’t exist, in an attempt to get her attention back on him.

But the boys kept (Y/N) so distracted that she didn’t even notice, which made Griffin extremely upset.

The boys just loved her big and beautiful smile, something they barely saw while she was trapped in the Grabber’s house.

Eventually, Griffin's attempt of getting (Y/N)’s attention began working, causing the others to spend less time with her as she was trying to rebuild her relationship with her younger brother.

Vance eventually got the idea that instead of sneaking around behind Griffin's back or hanging out with (Y/N) in front of him, why not become allies with Griffin?

If Griffin liked him enough, then Vance would be allowed to hang out or even ask out (Y/N).

Vance never, ever told the others about this because if it worked, then he could have (Y/N) all to himself even though he did technically need to share with Griffin.

It was all a big competition for (Y/N)’s affections but who would win this contest?

The end?

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trippy-thot · 2 years

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could you make another of these little smut robin's oneshots? :)

Disclaimer: A NSFW Fic. If you don’t like it, leave.

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Robin Arellano Nsfw Fic

(Aged Up Robin & Reader)

(TW: Thigh Riding, Fingering, Slight Exhibitionism?, Degradation)

“Shit!” You hurriedly stood up and began to paw at your t-shirt, making sure the soaked fabric wouldn’t touch your skin.

“I’m sorry! It was an accident I didn’t mean to-“ Gwen was rambling again. You couldn’t help but feel bad about cussing. The two of you were sitting on the living room floor playing monopoly. You had some ice cream and soda out next to you. Soda that Gwen had accidentally just split on your shirt when she was reaching for a card. You shook your head with a half smile. “Gwen, it’s ok. I’ll go wash up and change and you can start dinner ok? That way when Finney gets back we won’t have to order takeout again.” Your younger sister nodded, only after apologizing again.

The two of you had spent the Saturday afternoon watching cartoons and playing board games while Finney went swimming with his friends. You offered to drive him but he said that Billy was going to come get him. It was a bit weird, considering how ever since you got your license you drove both your siblings and their friends around. You were the oldest, only a year older than Finney and 3 more than Gwen.

Walking down the hallway, you wondered why the bathroom door was cracked. It was fully open no more than 30 minuets ago. Nevertheless, you hesitantly took a step and opened it. You sighed in relief when a serial killer didn’t jump from behind the door. The relief was short lived. “Holy fuck- I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you.” You averted your eyes, putting your hand over them as you looked away.

Robin Arellano was standing in your bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. A towel that he quickly covered himself up with when you made eye contact with him. “Ever heard of knocking?!” Sighing, you removed your hand and looked back. “Ever heard of not breaking into someone’s house? Or maybe shutting the door if you plan on showering?”

You couldn’t help the fact that your eyes somehow found their way back to his body. Sure, you’d seen him shirtless before, no biggie. But why was this different? Maybe it was his toned chest and the way there was still sweat dripping slightly down. Or his abs? The perfect 6-pack that led to a perfectly symmetrical v-line? It could be his biceps and how they looked a bit bigger without his normal tank top covering parts of it.

“I’m not breaking in. Finn and I got back a few minuets ago from Bruce’s. I told him I’d shower before dinner.” “So you’re just breaking in and stealing our food? Jeez Arellano.” You shook your head as he pulled his hair out from it’s bun. It was a brief moment of silence before he said something. “Why’re you still in here?” Your thoughts hit you like a brick. “Errrr..I was coming for a towel. Gwen spilt her coke on me while we were playing monopoly.” Robin smirked. “You sure it wasn’t just so you could see me shirtless?” A slight blush appeared on your cheeks only to vanish when you reached over and took a towel from the rack next to him. “And see you butt naked? No thanks.”

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“To see me shirtless?” You mocked, drying your shirt with the towel. You froze and thought about the statement. Did you? You could’ve walked out just as quickly but you didn’t. You stood there a good 15 seconds admiring his features. A groan left your lips as you rubbed the towel harder. Was it a groan if frustration at the shirt? Or was it at yourself for letting Robin get in your head again. It didn’t matter. You threw the towel and the shirt off and onto the floor, leaving yourself in only shorts since you weren’t wearing a bra. Walking over, you flopped onto your bed and laid down.

God, Robin was such a little shit sometimes.

You always seemed to run into him at the most inconvenient times. Today being the worst. Frankly, it was annoying. He was everywhere. In your house, at school, the Music Store, everywhere! But what was the most annoying thing? How much you let it affect you. He was just another one of Finney’s stupid friends. (The one who practically lived with you at this point)

It was annoying how he looked at you. The little smirk on his face every time he made some smart ass remark that made you shut up. How he always felt the need to ‘play’ fight with you and not Gwen. How he would comment on any and everything you did. He always found something new to say.

But this was just the way you chose to see it. You’d never admit you enjoyed every moment you spent with him. Every time you held a conversation. You wouldn’t ever admit how he made you feel.

That you had a crush on him.

You thought you’d gotten over it when you saw him with some girl from his biology class. Making out in the bleachers. His hands all over her. You sighed, Wishing it was you. Not her.

Without giving a second thought, you slid your shorts & panties off. Your fingers seemed to move on their own as 2 of them slipped into your entrance. A bit of jealousy overcame you as you thought about the pair. But the images playing in your head were that of the two of you.

Robin’s hands gripping your waist as he whispered in your ear. His body weight up against yours. You found yourself slightly moaning out his name as your digits moved in and out, eyes shutting.

“That isn’t something I think I’d ever see.”

Your eyes bolted open, meeting Robin’s as he stood in your doorway. You quickly grabbed a blanket next to you and threw it over your exposed body. “Ever heard of knocking?!” He clicked his tongue and shook his head. “Thought I’d pull the same shit on you that you did to me. Except I didn’t think I’d find you naked moaning my name in your bed.” Your face was about as red as a stop sign. There was a moment of silence. Neither of you said or did anything. You were about to kick him out and run to the next state over, but then he shut your bedroom door.

Robin walked over to your bed and sat down next to you. All he wore now was basketball shorts. No shirt. “If you’re here to make fun of me for it, than I suggest-“ Your words were taken from you when he leaned over, pressing his lips to yours. No hesitation, you immediately kissed him back. The smirk forming on his lips could be felt on yours.

The kiss continued until he grabbed you by the waist, picking you up. He sat you down on his thigh, your entrance exposed to his bare skin. A small shiver went up your spine. There was no denying you were embarrassed. You tried to cover your chest with your hands, but he grabbed them and put them around his neck.

“You’re seriously trying to hide? Despite the fact I just walked in on you fingering your self to the thought of me? That’s pathetic.” Typically, you would snap back at him for his words. But the slick coating his thigh and the way he eyed you made you decide not to.

Before you could reply, he began to shake his thigh slightly. The friction and movement of him moving against you causing a small whimper to leave your lips. His hands moved down to the small of your back, beginning to trace your skin.

“Y’know… I always knew you had a thing for me.” Shame washed over you causing you to Lean back only for him to press your back and shove you fully against him. Your chest met his, your boobs bouncing against him as his speed increased.

“It’s kinda obvious. The way you only let me in the kitchen to help with food. You only ever come out of your room when I’m here. Not Bruce or Vance. But only me. The clothes you choose to wear and how they show every curve and crevice of your body.” One hand moved to your waist, squeezing you.

“But mainly the way you leave your door cracked when I’m over. I always thought it was just something with the door itself. But I guess I was wrong.” He stopped all movements and gripped your face. “Do you Leave it cracked hoping I’d catch you?”

You said nothing.

“Do you leave your door cracked hoping I’d walk in and find you playing with yourself, thinking about me?” His grip tightened making your tongue loll out slightly. “Do you leave it like this because you wanted me to come in here and put you in your place? Huh?” Nodding your head, you grinded slightly on his thigh hoping to get some kind of friction again.

A chuckle left his throat as he began to bounce you up and down again. “You’re such a slut. Riding your brothers best friends’ thigh.” A Moan erupted from you at his words, your stomach tightening a bit.

“Oh, you like that?” His free hand met your left breast, groping it tightly. “How would Finn feel if he knew his older sister was humping his friends thigh like a dog in heat.” More whimpers left you as he began to toy with your nipple. His thigh began to shake quicker. The tightness in your stomach only worsening.

“Do you think he needs to know?” You shook your head furiously at the question. Robin smiled as he looked down at you again.

You were always so rude and bitchy. Loud and demanding. But yet, here you were. Riding his thigh and Moaning at his every touch. He loved how he had full control over you, instead of it being the opposite. The way your doe eyes met his, tears pricking the sides of them as he asked his question. It made him hard thinking about it. Finney walking in to find him messing around with his older sister after he specifically told him not to.

Robin’s lips attached themselves to your neck, sucking harshly at your skin. He groaned quietly as his hands moved back down to your waist, gripping so hard it was bound to bruise. More moans and whimpers filled the room.

His mouth left your neck with a loud ‘Pop’. Your orgasm drew closer as you moved against him quicker despite his pace. “You gonna cum?”

“Mhm-“ You replied. “Go ahead, cum for me.” The coil in your stomach snapped as you cried out in pleasure into Robin’s shoulder. You felt your juices coat his thigh as he stopped his movements.

He lifted you off of him, setting you back down beside him. Two of his fingers wiped over the mess you left. More embarrassment overcame you as you looked at him again. His fingers slipped into his mouth, licking off your cum. “Who knew you’d taste this-“

“Robin, (Y/n)! Dinners ready!” Gwen’s voice rang out from the kitchen downstairs. Had you really taken this long? Your thoughts stopped when Robin pressed a kiss to your temple before getting up and walking to the door.

“Dessert definitely won’t be as sweet as you.” He smirked before shutting the door behind him, his footsteps echoing off the stairs.

Maybe next time you won’t need to leave your door cracked at all.

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star122234 · 1 year

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YANDERE TYPES

THE BLACK PHONE

Finney Blake

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

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

stalker type, dependency type, restriction type, worry type

sutookaa gata stalker type

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

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

ison babe dependence type

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

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

sokubaku gata restraint type

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

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

suuhai babe worship type

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

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

shuuchaku gata obsession type

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

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

Robin Arellano

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

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

monopoly type, stalker type, obsession type, restriction type

dokusen gata monopoly type

"Who was that you were talking to?"

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

sutookaa gata stalker type

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

shuuchaku gata obsession type

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

sokubaku gata restraint type

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

Vance Hopper

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

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

sutookaa gata stalker type

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

sokubaku gata restraint type

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

shuuchaku gata obsession type

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

haijo gata removal type

"No one will love you more than me."

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

koritsu yuudou gata loneliness induction type

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

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

dokusen gata monopoly type

"Who was that you were talking to?"

Bruce Yamada

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

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

mousou cat dulsion type

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

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

ison babe dependence type

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

haijo gata removal type

"No one will love you more than me."

shuuchaku gata obsession type

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

sutookaa gata stalker type

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

Billy Showalter

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

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

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

shuuchaku gata obsession type

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

koritsu yuudou gata loneliness induction type

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

dokusen gata monopoly type

"Who was that you were talking to?"

sokubaku gata restraint type

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

sutookaa gata stalker type

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

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

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tht0nesimp · 1 year

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Y!Bully!TBH boys X reader

TW: Drugging, weed, oral sex (m, receiving), poly, party, kidnapping, sexual themes, crying, dub/non-con, 16+ characters, modern au (THIS IS FOR 2 AND THE NEXT PART)

You widen your eyes trying to think about the last time you even thought about a party, but you were pulled in the car and sat next to him in the upper passengers seat “where exactly?” he sneers at you “the junkyard doy, its at 8. Look presentable please” you nod like youve done this before while getting out at your stop

You got into the shower and thought about the clothes you had lined up in your closet and what you should wear. You got out and put on a black skirt and a low cut black frilly shirt and matched it with checkered socks, it wasnt perfect, but you definitely looked like you were going to a party along with looking well dresses

Billy pulled up at about 8:10pm and smiled when he saw your outfit “not half bad” he nods and you get in the roofless car with a gasp when you realized all the boys were in the back seat with robin screaming at griffin for some reason. It was going to be a long, long, night

As soon as you arrived billy rushed you into the blaring music and party people dancing around, about ¾ of the school was there and your stomach began to turn and twist as all the moving people and smell of alcohol filled your nose

You ran over to the entrance of the junk yard and sat there with a sigh furthermore you looked at the dark sky before hearing a rustle behind you, robin?!, you got up and crossed your arms at him as he smiled “yo, i brought ya somethin to relax” it was a joint “i don't smoke” he began to sit down next to you and began telling you it was just once, only a little, etc.

You took it and attempted to smoke, it went okay and you felt yourself relax into the fence with a blissful gasp when all the boys found there ways to you “Time to go home darlin” billy held out a hand but you felt as if your body was completely useless as you were carried to the car and were dropped with a thud into the car “Did, did you drug me” you managed to get out and billy smiled innocently “maybe?, we just want to bring you home” you noticed you weren't going down your street, then where…? Your brain shuts down completely

~~~time skip~~~

You woke up with your arms tied up to a bed frame and your legs with strange doodles on them, then you saw finney and griffin smiling at their work “do ya like em” griffins smile was washed away when you began cursing and struggling instead an angry look encompassed his features turning into clenching fists “STOP” he yells and you nearly do

He runs out and your left with a fuming finney “fuckin whore, shoulda just fucked ya throat” he flipped ya off and ran out of the room with bruce walking in confused “the heck did ya do?” he questioned with a concerned voice “the fuck am i here for” he looks nervous “uhm, because we said so?” you finally got your hands out and he seemed surprised “sooo, wanna wash that off” he pointed to your leg and you nodded “the bathrooms down to the left” you get up heading off towards the bathroom, examining the creaky house, You walked into the living room to see vance leaned on the wall “finney told me your outburst doll” you wearily walked down the stairs and he shook his head and walked towards you forcing you on your knees. Suddenly your throat was filled and your head was being forced down “poor griffin, he cried because he thought you hated him” you fell back and he seemed to calm down a bit “i do” his anger started again and he ran off “ROBIN” you knew it was your queue to find bruce to protect you furthermore you ran up the stairs

“BRUCE- Why do you have your bat?”

ENJOY YOUR CLIFFHANGER BIATCH

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#yandere ask #male yandere #yandere tbp #yandere the black phone #yandere robin arellano #yandere ghost boys #yandere finney #yandere griffin stagg #yandere vance hopper #yandere bruce yamada #yandere billy showalter #violent #CandiesActualFics

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theabandonedchurch · 1 year

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Part 2

☆The Black Phone☆

☆Yandere Ghost boys☆

☆WARNINGS: fear, kidnapping, unhealthy behavior☆

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Link to first part☆ https://www.tumblr.com/theabandonedchurch/699770259511607296/the-black-phone?source=share

⋆｡ﾟ☁︎｡⋆｡ﾟ☾ ﾟ｡⋆ You were beginning to realize the man who kidnapped you was the least of your problems. The boys had been comforting for you. In the cold of that room, in the dark, there had been times you thought you would never recover from being here. You laid awake at night, paralyzed with the fear that your kidnapper would come back. What he would do to you when he did. But the boys took care of you. They tried to keep you occupied. They asked what your favorite things were, and what you liked to do. They took turns with you telling stories, and making out pictures from the cracks in the walls. But it was still uncomfortable there, no matter how hard the boys tried to comfort you. It was always cold. Sometimes The Grabber didn’t feed you. You kept wondering how your family was, what they were thinking. And while the boys didn’t feel hunger, or cold, and their families already knew what had become of them, they hated the way it affected you.

But it wasn’t long before something changed. The boys started to bring you food. Then other things too, like blankets and books and board games. The doors remained locked. Only this time, The Grabber was never waiting on the other side.

You lay against Robin’s chest. On one side lay Bruce, and Billy on the other. Vance sat on the foot of the mattress. ”What if he comes back?” You asked. Your mouth was dry, and every time you spoke the cold seeped inside and stung your teeth. The boys hovered around you, but without any blood, without any flesh, they didn’t give you much warmth.

“ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴀᴛ.” Billy said. He and the other boys frowned. They didn’t like it when you talked about The Grabber. But how could you not? You had been eaten alive. You were in a strangers basement and you were terrified of what could happen.

You felt a worried expression growing on your face, though you did your best to hide it. “But I don’t understand. Where is he?”

“ᴏᴜᴛ.” Vance said. His tone was low and short. You were beginning to think your kidnapper had already been killed. They had told you they had a plan. But they never told you what it was. They never said you were going home.

Vance moved closer to you and carefully lay across your legs. Robin gripped you tighter from behind and rested his chin on your head. Bruce held one of your hands, and Billy leaned against your shoulder. They were angry boys. It had been with them since death. Every now and then, one of the boys would take you aside. He would hold your hand, or wrap an arm around your waist, or gently cup your face. He would ask:

“ᴀʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴏꜰ ᴜꜱ?”

“No,” you would shake your head. “Of course not.” But that was a lie. And it scared you even more that they might know you were lying. Only if they did, they didn’t say anything.

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ʜᴜʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ?”

“Yes,” you would say, but this time you meant it. You couldn’t imagine a single one of those boys hurting you on purpose. Not even Vance, who had been known for his temper. Not even Robin, who had been known for fighting. Not any of them, even with all their anger. Maybe a grasp that’s too tight, or the raising of a voice. But nothing more than that. Once you had gotten sick from the cold, and the boys had watched over you as if you were dying. They didn’t want to see you suffer. You were sure they would never hurt you on purpose. But that was the problem, wasn’t it? They wouldn’t do it on purpose. And you knew very well, with how much they seemed to love you, that they would do anything to have you as theirs.

Keep you in places you didn’t belong. Hide you away. They loved you too much, you thought. You didn’t understand why, either. But you suspected their deaths had left them with only one thing- the need to kill The Grabber. And then you had come along, and that changed. Because now they had something else to think about. Something else they wanted. Now something else existed in this place, separate from the mold, and the cold, and the damp, and their own misery. But it didn’t make a difference if the love was there. You were still trapped in a killer’s basement. They were still dead.

“ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ, ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛʜᴇᴀʀᴛ?” Robin asked. Sometimes when they talked to you, when you were laying down or too far from the phone, their voices didn’t come from the black phone but were whispers in the back of your head. Like it was always coming from right behind you, no matter where the boys stood.

You shook your head and smiled. “No. Just thinking.” You needed to get out of here. And you had a feeling the boys wouldn’t let you go willingly.

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The next day you spent all morning gathering your courage. You told them you hadn’t slept very well, and attempted to act sluggish. You pretend to zone out, and made yourself yawn. You moved slowly, and didn’t talk much. Then before long you flinched, perked your head up, and narrowed your eyes at the door. Bruce was the first one to notice your concern.

“ᴡʜᴀᴛ’ꜱ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ?” He asked.

“I think I heard something,” you mumbled. You blinked, unmoving. You were to hoping to come off as tired. Paranoid.

“ɴᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴ’ᴛ.” Vance said immediately. Despite the sharpness to his voice, you knew he was trying to be comforting.

“I did!” You insisted. You forced a fearful expression on your face. “What if it’s The Grabber? What if he’s back?!” You thought it sounded a bit dramatic when you said it, but none of the boys seemed to notice. They looked all uncomfortable.

“ɪᴛ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ʜɪᴍ, ᴍʏ ʟᴏᴠᴇ.” Robin said gently. Despite the softness in his tone, it was still stern.

“Please check. Please unlock the door so I can see.”

“ʜᴇ’ꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ʜᴏɴᴇʏ.” Bruce reassured you. The boys were trying to convince you not to worry, trying to tell you they didn’t need to open the door because The Grabber was gone. But you could tell they were beginning to cave.

“Please! Please open the door so we can look!” You blinked, trying to force yours eyes to water. Shallow tears threatened to fall, and that’s when the boys exchanged an uncertain glance. After a few minutes, they finally turned back to you. Robin sighed and stood with his arms crossed. Vance rolled his eyes, but he didn’t look mad. Billy was nervously wringing his hands, and Bruce kept looking between the door and your own frail form. They all sort of had this guilt in their eyes. They felt bad for how afraid you were. They weren’t the ones who brought you here, but they were the ones who kept you.

You carefully approached the door. You made yourself walk slowly, no matter how bad you wanted to sprint for it. The time had to be right. You had to be close enough to make it out before they could close the door again. Robin was the one who unlocked it. Bruce and Billy stood on either side of you, and they were constantly looking over at you. Vance stood right behind you. If he had any breath, you would have felt it on your neck. Carefully you stepped forward, just enough to get a better view.

When you broke into a run, Vance wasn’t quick enough to grab you. Bruce and Billy reached for you, and Robin tried to stop you, but none of them had been prepared. They had still believed you were tired, still believed you were certain your kidnapper was alive and prowling somewhere upstairs.

You took the steps two at a time. It was horrible on your legs and yours lungs, considering you had been locked away. Your body was burning but the ghosts were right behind you, they were chasing you like a pack of feral animals. Running through the unfamiliar space was a nightmare, knowing you had been taken here away from your life, away from your family, and now you were trying to leave without a clue of where you needed to go. The whole house was dusty and emitted a dull, tense horror. An evil man had lived here, and then he had died here. The boys were right behind you, their fingertips kept brushing your skin and they kept yelling after you- “ʜᴏɴᴇʏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ!” And “ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ?!” And “ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴛᴀʏ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴜꜱ!” And “GET ᗷᗩᑕK ᕼEᖇE!”

You came to a door with a small round lock and a passcode. Luckily the boys had already told you the code to the lock when The Grabber was still alive, when you still thought they were going to help you. Your hands were trembling so bad it was difficult to turn the lock in your hands, and those seconds you spent just barley ahead of the boys, desperately trying to put the code in, time almost seemed frozen. If they caught you, what would happen? Vance was the closest to you, so he would be the first to grab you. His arms would wrap around your stomach from behind and pull you tightly, harshly, against his chest. Bruce would come in front of you and lovingly, possessively, cup your face in his hands. He would look at you, both relieved and upset. Robin and Billy would grasp each of your arms in their cold hands. They would press themselves against you as if they were more desperate than you were, to keep you here with them. They would all be around you as a swarm. All the boys would want to have a hand on you, to say something to you. Maybe they’d ask what they did wrong, why you ran, or maybe they would lecture you, tell you that you needed them, you were better off here anyway (even if you didn’t belong here). You thought for sure they would tell you they loved you. And they would tell you they needed you. Then they would lock the door, and you would not be going home.

The lock hit the wooden floor with a loud, echoing clunk. They didn’t get to you in time. You pried the door open with relief, with fear, with the ghosts right behind you but not close enough yet to touch you. It didn’t matter though. The door was open, and the cool night air was drifting into the house, a contrast to the damp space you had known for the past few weeks. You were shocked to see another boy standing right outside, blocking your escape. He had curly hair and soft eyes, and although you couldn’t quite say who he was, something about him seemed awfully familiar.

“Please help!” You cried, but before you could say anything else, he had already grasped your shoulders.

Robin yelled from behind you-

“ꜰɪɴɴᴇʏ!“

The boy’s grip on you tightened. You suddenly realized why this boy seemed so familiar to you.

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☆𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝑭𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒔, 𝑰’𝒎 𝒔𝒐 𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒆𝒏𝒋𝒐𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒔𝒕 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒚! T𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈! 𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒓𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝑺𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒚𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕. 𝑫𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒖𝒍𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒆 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕? 𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊~

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔,

𝑪𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒕𝒉☆

#the black phone #finney blake #robin arellano #vance hopper #bruce yamada #yandere the black phone #yandere x reader #yandere

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deadghosy · 2 years

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Yandere finney using his trauma and his abuse to manipulate you to being more around.

He always follows you like a lost puppy and hold your hand when y’all are in public. If a guy ever mistreats you..they will show up on the news mangled.

He may look angelic, but he isn’t….

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ilovesvancehopperandbruceyamada · 8 months

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FOR YOU WHO REQUESTED THIS IS JUST TO SEE IF YOU LIKE WHERE IT IS GOING

⚠️Age up to 19⚠️ English is not my first language, so sorry if they are grammar mistakes. grammarly is my favorite thing right now. I also head cannon finney as French, so sorry. chéri=dear mi amor=my love

You were hanging out with your best friend, and we will call him Max (name twin). You guys were playing video games at his house until you got a text from Robin it says, "Reader, where the hell are you at?"Then, finn text you saying,"you know we can track you location. "Max looks at you and says "is it them again?" You say yeah, then he says,"They always ruin everything you should dump them, " as soon as he says that you hear the boys' car pull up.Max says "I'm not going to let them just drag you away we are hanging out they need to let you be with other people then them-" Max gets cut off by robin banging on the door as finn yells "READER GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE!" Then Max yells."She is not coming out, so leave." robin kicks down the door as finn grabs a knife and holds it at Max's neck and stabs him right in the neck, robin drags you to the car and says "we're going to show you who you belong to"You guys get to your guys' house. finn carries you to your room as robin gets something out of the drawer it looks like handcuffs finn lays you on the bed as robin cuffs you to it as you say "robin what the hell are you doing?" Then he says,"Just say still mi amor, " you yell."You guys just killed my best friend, and you want me to just forget that," finney says back. "chéri did we tell you to speak" Then robin says "Now we got to punish you,

#yandere x reader #robin arellano #finney blake #the black phone

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alexxxamichelle · 14 days

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What and who I will write for

Who I will write for:

Percy Jackson

Annabeth Chase

Jason Grace

Piper McLean

Silena Beauregard

Clarisse La Rue

Grover Underwood

Thalia Grace

Leo Valdez

Hazel Lavesque

Frank Zhang

Nico Di Angelo

Will Solace

Luke Castilian

Reyna Ramírez Arellano

Finney Blake

Vance Hopper

Gwendolyn Blake

Robin Arellano

Billy Showhalter

Bruce Yamada

Natasha Romanoff

Yelana Belova

Kate Bishop

Maria Hill

Bucky Barnes

Bruce Banner

Peter Parker

Wanda Maximof

Shuri

Ziggy Berman

Cindy Berman

Deena Johnson

Kate Schmidt

Joan

Alice

Tommy Slater

Ruby Lane

Constance Berman

Abigail Berman

What I will write for:

Yandere

Fluff

Smut

Agust

Death

Headcannons

Social media

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juliluvhz · 4 months

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my requests || what I will and won’t write || who i mostly write for

doing this so people know what I’ll write, who i write for and what I refuse to write :3, i will do most requests sent if it isn’t these characters anyways, these are just characters i like to write for

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harry potter

Harry Potter

Ron Weasley

George Weasley

Fred Weasley

Hermione Granger

Draco malfoy

marauders

Remus lupin

Regulus black

james potter

sirius black

Spider-Man

tasm!peter Parker

Tom Holland!peter Parker

miles morales

josh hutcherson

clapton davis

mike schmidt

sean anderson (movie 1&2)

jess aarons

josh as himself

josh when he was younger (13-18 basically)

peeta mellark

the black phone

finney Blake

mason Thames

robin Arellano

miguel mora

Vance hopper

Brady hepner

gwen blake

Madeleine mcgraw

Donna

rebecca clarke

victorious

beck Oliver

cat valentine

Jade west

andre harris

tori vega

trina vega

extras

eminem

avril lavigne

jaden walton

javon walton

tom kaulitz

bill kaulitz

dustin long

alex norman

fuckshit

ethan garcia

jude bellingham

jj maybanks

anthony larusso

max dennison

colby brock

sam golbach

jake webber

johnnie guilbert

tom Holland

andrew garfeild

emma stone

gwen stacy

what I’ll write

fluff

smut

angst

small age gaps (1-3 years)

grumpy x sunshine

enemies to lovers

friends to lovers

friends with benefits

love triangles

small mentions of blood

yandere

tsundere

what I wont write

rape

age gap bigger than 3

pedophelia

abuse

kidnapping

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that’s pretty much it! if you do request something that I don’t write I simply will ignore it so there is no point requesting it, thank yaouuu ! ♥️

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kaylinlmao · 1 year

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hi! I saw you were taking requests, can I request a fem!reader who always seem to shake off the yandere tbp boys affection? Like reader keeps rejecting the boys’ advances to them? it’s okay if you don’t do this request as well ^^

Of course! thanks for requesting. I appreciate it! I'm experimenting with nicknames in this fic so if I've never used these nicknames before, that's why.

Yandere!Poly!Ghost Boys + Finn x Sweethearted but uninterested Reader

"Hello darling. Would you like to come to our baseball game today?" Bruce asked me, sitting in the chair beside mine. "We would play better if you did, Bambi." Finn said, sitting on my other side. "Um no, sorry. I already have plans. I really wish I could though!" The bell rang and I ran out of the classroom.

At lunch, I sat down with my friends. While I was eating, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned to see Vance, Bruce, Finn, Robin, and Billy. "How can I help you?" I asked, politely. "Would you like to go on a date with us this Saturday at the drive in, mamacita?" Robin asked. "Um-" Before I could finish, my best friend Sophie butted in. "Sorry, boys! But Y/N and I already have plans this weekend!" They all nodded, excepting the lie. What I didn't notice is them glaring at Sophie as they walked away.

As I was walking around the school to get to my house, I felt someone grab my wrist and pull me around the corner. It was Billy and the other boys. "Boys! Please! This is so inappropriate! Stop or I'll have to report you to the principal!" They all chuckled at my attempt to be angry at them. You were just too sweet to be mad. They were all so much taller than you and it was very intimidating. "Oh c'mon, doll. Don't act like he would do anything." Vance told you smirking. "Alright gorgeous. Let's go home." Billy said, pulling you to the left. "This isn't the way to my house, Billy!" "No no no. Not your home. Our home." I felt a sharp sting in my neck. And then.

Nothing

Love y'all! :) -Kaylin

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berry-loves-yandere · 1 year

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u can make headcanons of the boys from the black phone yandere x reader having their first kiss

I'm back everyone! And hopefully I will complete more requests!

Yandere Black Phone Boys reactions to being their darling's first kiss:

Warnings: Kidnapping mentions, manipulation, degradation, dub-con/non-con (not sex but still non-con and dub-con), delusions, unhealthy behaviour, unhealthily mindsets, mentions of death, mentions of violence, mentions of murder, DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT

Finney Blake:

Free will:

Finney would be over the moon if his darling would kiss him out of their own free will! And being their first kiss too? He’s never been happier! He will cling out his darling, always doing things for them in exchange for kisses. He becomes so giddy every time his darling kisses him, whether it be on the lips or anywhere on the face.

Kidnapping/manipulation:

Less excited over the kiss since he knows his darling was coerced into it. Will still be very happy knowing he’s his darling first kiss and will often coerce them into giving him more kisses which may begin to enable a delusion of his darling being in love with him.

Robin Arellano:

Free will:

He had no doubt in his mind that his darling would kiss him out of their free will, after all, he’s been so kind to them. And his darling still doesn’t know about how Robin may have “gotten rid of” a few people in their life. He would be all prideful about being his darling’s first kiss, gloating about it then having his darling kiss him again.

Kidnapping/manipulation:

He doesn’t care that he needed to coerce his darling into kissing him, he’s still their first time and it is a definitely a memorable one if his darling is trapped in Robin’s basement or in a small shed. They quickly learn that kisses = rewards, so if they kiss Robin, he’s less likely to hurt or kill someone and his darling might even get a candy bar.

Bruce Yamada:

Free will:

He would be all smiles, practically giggling with glee. He would cling onto his darling wanting more of their kisses and wanting to flaunt the fact that he’s kissed his darling that his darling holds at least some romantic affection for him.

Kidnapping/manipulation:

This action would completely enable his delusion that his darling is in love with him. He would be so happy! Again, the kisses = reward system, every time he gets a kiss from his darling he gives them a treat or plushie.

Vance Hopper:

Free will:

His darling kissed him? He didn’t threaten them though? He’s confused and red in the face before he kisses his darling for their second kiss but he makes it more passionate than his darling’s initial kiss. He will have his darling constantly be around him when he plays pinball and when he beats his record, he’ll make out with them in front of everyone but no one’s allowed to look unless they want their skull pounded in.

Kidnapping/manipulation:

He would just laugh, knowing that it’s a pitiful attempt of gaining more freedom. No kiss = reward system, rather he will kiss his darling whenever he damn well pleases, they are his darling so he does whatever he wants. He’ll laugh at their pitiful attempts to please him in order to create an escape because he knows genuine affection from fake affection. He’ll take advantage of that and grope his darling during their kisses/make out sessions.

Billy Showalter:

Free will:

He’s happy and smiling. Much kinder to his darling after that, especially when he learns that he’s their first kiss. Doesn’t really degrade his darling, is actually much softer with them for a while. His darling soon learns that kisses = less degradation/a softer and sweeter Billy. They use that to their advantage until they’re confident enough to tell Billy they like him much better without the degradation.

Kidnapping/manipulation:

He’ll just smile, no change in behaviour, no kisses = reward system. He’s happy that he’s their first kiss, of course but he knows that it could possibly be some form of escape attempt, so he doesn’t change his degradation to his darling. You keep their mind weak, their body becomes weak as well.

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trippy-thot · 2 years

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could you do more yandere robin? <33

Disclaimer: This post is a semi-nsfw fic with an aged up character. If you don’t like it, leave.

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Yandereish Robin Arellano Minific

(Reader is 17, Robin is 18)

(Tw: drugs, stalking,cheating, manipulation, oral sex (m receiving.)

Remember how I said you rejected him in middle school?

You kept rejecting him till your junior year of high school.

That was because you had the hugest crush on Vance hopper. It got even worse for Robin when the two of you started dating.

I mean, c’mon. You seriously rejected him for that guy? Downgrade. It was a bit more difficult for him too. He had such a hard grasp on you, until you got with him.

Eventually you spent all your time with Vance and none with him. Obviously, robin wouldn’t let that slide.

He began to stalk you. Watching your every move. Where you went, what times you went to places. Especially when you were with Vance.

He picked up a routine you had.

Every Friday night, Vance would take you to the local diner. Afterwards, you’d go to an arcade to see if he could beat his high score on a pinball machine.

Tonight, he’d made other plans for you.

Robin had told some elaborate lie to Finney, Donna,& griffin about Vance, leading them to believe he cheated on you.

So when you were leaving your little hangout with them, talking about how you were gonna go get ready for your date; they all stopped and stared.

“Didn’t he chest on you with Leslie?” Robin asked.

You gave him a ‘shut the fuck up, we all know you’re Kidding look’ but the others weren’t buying it.

When the rest of your friends butted in, that was all the proof you needed to confirm your suspicions.

You ran to robin’s bathroom, sitting on the toilet and crying your eyes out.

After a while, robin opened the door and came in to tell you the others had left. He asked if you were ok, but you didn’t say anything.

Soon, he got you out of the bathroom and told you to go wait in his room while he grabbed some stuff to help calm you down some more.

The stuff in question was weed.

You hesitated, telling him you didn’t want to, but the small smirk and slight touches he was giving you made you cave.

He really didn’t expect you to be such a lightweight. Truly he didn’t.

You ranted about Vance and how you thought he loved you.

Robin sat next to you, tracing small shapes into your thighs as he pretended like this wasn’t apart of his plan all along.

The final straw was when you leaned in to kiss him.

He didn’t hesitate to kiss back,smiling into your lips as his plan came into play.

It quickly escalated to you being the more touchy one. Whining at every brush of him against you and not wanting to let go.

He took advantage of your vulnerability.

“Y’know, I can make you feel a lot better..”

You gave him a confused look as he began to unbuckled his jeans.

“But you gotta help me out first ‘mk?” The tone of his voice was dumbing you down. He knew you wouldn’t understand what he was saying as long as he showed you how to do whatever he-

The quiet sounds of Robin’s grunts could be hurt faintly if you were walking down his hallway.

That’s exactly what Vance was doing.

“Hey, Arellano. Heard you were with my girl. The hell are you on-“

Vance froze in Robin’s doorway, in shock.

There his girl was! Giving head to someone who wasn’t her boyfriend.

You were to busy to hear him, so you didn’t bother to stop. Robin looked up from tangling his hands in your hair to find him standing there.

He smirked, putting his finger over his lips as if to shush Vance.

You only took notice of anything else going on when you heard the bedroom door slam, hazily asking Robin who it was. He just stroked your hair, gently pushing your head back down.

#robin arellano #the black phone #robin arellano x reader #the black phone x reader #tbp #robin x Reader #hcs #Headcanons #yandere #Yandere Robin arellano

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b4b3tte · 1 year

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MY INTRO AND MASTERLIST!

| Bisexual | Mexican & Dutch | Single | ☆

- i speak English, Spanish! currently I’m learning french and Dutch

Hobbies I enjoy ♡

- Writing, Drawing and making jewelry

Interests I have ☆

- Acting, Music, Skin care, Makeup & Astrology

Dislikes/Yuck ♡

- Toxic Fandom’s, People from Ohio, Mistreated books, Awful Movie Endings, Mathematics, Homophobia & Transphobia

WRITING CHARACTERS ☆

Series and movies I’ll write for (including characters!!) and reminder I do write for female, male, gender neutral, non binary, transgender readers just give me a request in my inbox!! Besitos 💋

- WEDNESDAY ☆

- Wednesday Addams, Enid, Tyler, Rowan, and Bianca

THE BLACK PHONE♡

- Finney blake, Robin Arellano and Vance hopper

- SLASHERS ☆

- Brahms heelshire, Bo Sinclair, Billy loomis, Stu macher, Vincent sinclair

- BARBIE ♡

- Ken, Barbie and Allan

- ROCKY ☆

- rocky balboa and Adrian

- TULSA KING ♡

- Dwight Manfredi, Tyson Mitchell and Mitch Keller

MORTAL KOMBAT11 ☆

Kano,Erron Black,Kabal,Johnny cage, Milena,Sonya,Cassie,Baraka,Jade,Kitana,Skarlet, D’Vorah, Kollector, Rain

I DONT FEEL COMFORTABLE WRITING :

Physical abuse, Any forced sexual activities unless it’s CNC, Any hate towards LGBTQ People/Rights, Any hate towards Transgendered people/Rights, Or any hate towards race. Pedophilia, Incest topics or activities, Eating disorders, Cat calling topics, Body negativity or shaming, Self harm or anything that falls under these categories I’m sorry but these are my boundaries.

WHAT I FEEL COMFORTABLE WRITING :

Fluff, Angst, Jealousy, yandere, possessive, kidnapping, Smut,Murder,fanfics, Head canons, One shots,Series, Friends to lovers, Enemies to Lovers, Lovers to friends,LGBTQ Characters, Custom OCs, Song inspired posts, Poly head canons, Male Reader, Female Reader, Non binary Reader, Requests and much more.

Thank you for taking the time to read this post I love you and have a good day today!! ☆

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tht0nesimp · 1 year

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Y!Bully!TBH boys X reader

TW: Drugging, weed, oral sex (m, receiving), poly, party, kidnapping, sexual themes, crying, dub/non-con, 16+ characters, modern au (THIS IS FOR 2 AND THE NEXT PART)

You were dreading the junkyard the whole day, especially as lunch rolled around and vance stopped you in the hall “your eating lunch with us dipshit” you gulped and collected your thoughts “actually, i have plans with my friend..” he looked at you while holding back laughter and grabbed your arm, practically dragging you to the lunch room

Griffin waved rapidly and finney looked up from the textbook he appeared to be teaching to robin with billy just scrolling on his phone. Vance sat you down by your shoulders onto the bench and leaned down “try anything, we all post that photo”you nodded nervously and swallowed your fear “but i dont have my lunch” he sighs and heads back down the hallway…

He dropped your bag in front of you and you got out your sandwich avoiding eye contact with everyone until griffin who sat next to you started pulling on your sleeve “napkin” his childish demeanor was strange for someone who had just seen you practically naked where anyone could see but as you handed him one the bell rang for 5th period

TIME SKIP BECAUSE IM LAZY AS SHITTTTTTTTTT

After 8th period you prayed and left the school slowly as you contemplate your life. But as you worried about being late you realized robin was beating moose up and your worries eased as you realized you were not going to the latest to the junkyard and sped up a bit to run to the junk yard seeing billy waiting outside of the entrance

He smiled at you and finney pulled up in his car with a smile along with griffin, bruce, and vance in the car too

“Your going to a party tonight darlin”

billy spoke with excitement and malice…

#yandere the black phone #yandere tbp #yandere #xreader #fandom #yandere scenarios #yandere male #smut #yandere robin arellano #yandere vance hopper #yandere finney #yandere griffin stagg #yandere blog #yandere bruce

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theabandonedchurch · 1 year

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The Black Phone

☆The Black Phone☆

☆Yandere Ghost boys☆

☆WARNINGS: fear, kidnapping, unhealthy behavior, briefly includes The Grabber☆

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It had been dark. It wasn’t like waking from sleep, but a sudden realization of consciousness. You were standing, engulfed in black. But then the world turned, and the darkness cleared away, and it abruptly hit you that you weren’t standing up, but laying down. A frown spread over your face. The mattress you lay on was off colored and stained. Everything was foggy, unclear. This room was dark and damp. It made you think of a mouth. Your head throbbed. It was a thick pulsing pain that seemed to blot out your other thoughts. The only one that completely pushed through was the vague memory of a man pulling you backwards- the action had been desperate, rushed, and the man had emitted a specific feeling of violence, like an old and angry dog- into a large black van.

You flinched as a heavy, metallic scrape filled the room- the opening of a door. A man stepped in. His face was concealed by a gray mask. Horns protruded from the top, and engraved by the mouth were long square teeth. His eyes gleamed darkly from the holes. “Hello,” he said. His voice was low. Your eyes were still blurry. Your tongue was dry against your teeth. You wanted to ask What are you going to do to me? but the words wouldn’t form. You were shivering, from your fear and from the temperature. It was cold, wherever you were. The dampness reminded you of somebody’s stomach- maybe the wet and hungry stomach of a dog-

“I know you’re scared,” he told you. “But you don’t have to be.” He came closer now, stopping less than a foot in front of you. You dug your nails into the mattress. You forced yourself not to flinch. Along with your head and it’s pulsing pain, an intense fear was clenching around your heart. Your chest ached. The room was quiet- all you could hear now, in this man’s silence, was your own beating heart. Your eyes blurred further as tears slowly began to run down your cheeks. “Stop that!” He snapped. You gasped and jumped back, your movements stiff. You wondered how long you had spent laying there. “Don’t cry,” he said. He lowered his voice again but there was still a certain sort of sharpness to it, a certain sort of violence. “Don’t act like I’m a bad guy. I’m not a bad guy.” You sniffled. You had to bite your tongue to keep from sobbing. After a moment he lowered his gaze and turned back the way he came. “I’ll be back later,” he said quietly. The door closed behind him with another piercing scrape.

You raised a trembling hand and wiped your eyes with your sleeve. Still sniffling, you decided to take this chance to look around the room. The edges were dark. There was a small square window, barred and far too high up for you to reach. And there was the dirt-stained mattress you sat on now, with your knees against your chest and your head tucked against them. Abruptly you were startled by another sound. It was loud and shrill, bouncing off the concrete. You cried out, snapping your gaze to the wall. A black phone clung to the wall like mold. It was still ringing. Hesitantly, you walked towards it. You grasped the cold plastic, held it tight until your knuckles turned white and began to ache like your chest. At first you thought it must have been your captor. But the voice that reached your ear was that of a teenage boy-

“ᴄʀʏɪɴɢ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ.” A cold chill ran over your body. The voice from the phone was low and rough. Questions sat on your tongue like a bad taste, but none of them would leave your mouth. “ᴀʀᴇɴ’ᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ꜱᴀʏ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛʜɪɴ’?”

You blinked. Your frown grew. You opened your mouth, and closed it again, and carefully asked “Who . . . Who is this?”

“ɪ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʀᴇᴍᴇᴍʙᴇʀ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ.” The boy’s tone changed. His words became louder. Sharper. You could feel his teeth through the phone. “ʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ. ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋᴇʀ ᴛᴏᴏᴋ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴇ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ʜᴇ’ʟʟ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴀᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ.” You froze. Your grip loosened around the phone. You debated putting it back on the wall- it was still sitting there like black mold it was still rotting there in that room like you were- and it didn’t make sense. You couldn’t be talking to a murdered boy. This phone shouldn’t have even worked, considering how old it looked. But the boy was still on the other line, his anger was still soaking in through the receiver. So instead you took in a long, trembling breath, and said “I . . I think I’ve seen your missing posters. Are . . . . Are you Vance Hopper?”

“ʜᴍ. ʏᴇᴀʜ, ꜱᴏᴜɴᴅꜱ ʀɪɢʜᴛ.” He fell quiet for a moment. In this silence that fell again, you realized how odd this room was. Aside from the high gray walls, and the awful brutality painted with suspicious spots and violent marks, there was something else. A presence. Just around the corner. Just on the edge of you. Like old dust, like dead skin. Despite the obvious emptiness, you did not feel alone. Finally, the boy on the phone spoke up. “ᴡᴇʟʟ, ʙᴀʙᴇ, ɪ’ᴍ ᴠᴀɴᴄᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴘᴇʀ. ᴀɴᴅ ɪ’ᴍ ɢᴏɴɴᴀ ʜᴇʟᴘ ʏᴏᴜ.”

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You had no clue how long you had spent trapped there- days, or weeks, or even months. But in your time spent quivering in that cool, damp, darkness, several other boys called after Vance. The phone would ring from its place in the wall, it’s black shiny house. It would gleam in your hand, still cold. Then the voices would come from the other end. Aside from Vance, there was Bruce, Robin, and Billy. You learned they were all boys who shared two things in common- death, and revenge. They constantly shared soft words and advice. The things they told you were always comforting, unnerving, and often with an edge of violence.

“ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ɢᴇᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇʀᴇ, ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ.”

“ʜᴇ ᴡᴏɴ’ᴛ ꜰᴜᴄᴋɪɴɢ ᴅᴏ ɪᴛ. ɴᴏᴛ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.”

And the more time you spent there, in that dark room- in the stomach- the worse it all seemed to get.

“ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ. ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ.” “ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ʏᴏᴜ.”

“ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ꜱᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ.”

“ᴡᴇ’ʟʟ ᴋɪʟʟ ʜɪᴍ.”

And it wasn’t only in the things they said. You had been catching glimpses of these dead boys more frequently. First fleeting, and vague. A boy in the corner, or to the side of your eye. Walking across the room or lingering beside you. Always far away feeling, like morning mist. But now they were . . . Sharper. Their presence was right in front of you, undeniable. There was hardly ever a moment without at least one boy visible in the room with you. They stood beside you, and sat on the edge of the dirty mattress.

It hadn’t been long before you realized they were capable of touching you. You would often wake up with someone’s arms wrapped tightly around you, rarely knowing which one it was. They brushed your hair with their fingers when you were afraid, and carefully held your hands. It was almost comforting. You certainly didn’t want to be alone in a place like this, with a man as horrible as the one who had taken you. But you had a feeling it wasn’t good to be with these boys, either- especially since they were dead.

You jumped when the phone rang again. You never got used to the sound. It was too high pitched, and it echoed too deeply against the concrete. It reminded you of a cry.

“ʜᴇʏ ᴀᴍᴏʀ.”

You recognize the voice as Robin’s. He was looking at you while his voice came from the phone, both acting as separate vessels. His mouth opened but the words were from the black phone. This was also something you hadn’t gotten used to. “Hello.”

“ɪ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ-“Robbin stopped. He glanced towards the other boys, who all shared the same look. They were all present, all circling around you in their torn clothes and broken bodies, like the rust stained bars of a cage. You felt very uncomfortable. You smiled.

“You were thinking . . . what?”

Billy nudged Robin. Vance and Bruce were glaring impatiently. “ᴍʏ ᴏʟᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ꜰɪɴɴᴇʏ ɪꜱ ᴀʟɪᴠᴇ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ.” Robin said finally. “ᴍᴀʏʙᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴅᴀʏ ꜱᴏᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜ’ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ʜɪᴍ.”

You frowned. “You’re . . Talking about leaving.”

“ʏᴇꜱ, ᴀᴍᴏʀ,”he said slowly.

“Do you . . . Do you have a plan?”

“ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀꜱᴇ, ʜᴏɴᴇʏ.“ Now the voice on the phone was one you recognized as Bruce. You turned towards him and watched a smile spread over his face. It made you uneasy.

“Well, what do I have to do?”

“ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ,” said a different boy. You recognized this one as Billy. “ᴡᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴏʀᴋᴇᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ.”

“ʏᴇᴀʜ,” Now the one who spoke was Vance. “ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴡᴏʀʀʏ ᴀ ʜᴀɪʀ ᴏɴ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʜᴇᴀᴅ.”

“We have a plan,” you said slowly. You felt the words leave your mouth with disbelief. Your eyes grew wide. “I’m- I’m going home!” You exclaimed. The relief of this statement didn’t wash over you. In fact, your heart was still beating just as fast. You were still just as afraid. You shouldn’t have been.

“ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀꜱᴇ . . . “ Robin said. There was thrill behind his eyes, and something else. You could see the brightness of love, and the darkness of determination. And there was something else there, an emotion you couldn’t identify. A sort of dull discoloring. It suddenly occurred to you that you might have been trapped with something much worse than a dog.

“ᴏꜰ ᴄᴏᴜʀꜱᴇ.”

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☆𝑯𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒎𝒚 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒔, 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆. T𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒌 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈! 𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒃𝒆 𝒘𝒓𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂 𝒔𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕, 𝒔𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒂𝒏 𝒆𝒚𝒆 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕. 𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒅 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒐𝒇. 𝑨𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒊~

𝑨𝒍𝒘𝒂𝒚𝒔,

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