#txt yandere

[elaichoi]

SIMPLE-MINDED. choi soobin.

# PAIRING: YANDERE!SOOBIN X FEM! READER! ﹏ 𖤐 ⋆ 𓈒  ভয় আবহ. ❟ SYNOPSIS: ❛ soobin is a simple man with simple thinking. life's not as complicated as one makes it to be—so when you, the object of his affection, find someone else pretty enough. soobin has just the simple idea to change your mind—which is, well obvious by ruining his face! ❜

# CONTENT WARNING! violence, mentions of blood and slashing, manipulation, usage of cannibalistic means to describe desire, knife, yandere!soobin, lovesick!soobin, praise kink! male receiving, enabler!reader, lack of empathy, breast play, dry humping, cunninglingus, sexual intercourse with no protection. WC 3.2K

“messy”

you tched, the corner of your lips perked in a condescending smirk as you assessed the disheveled state of the man who proclaimed to love you, and the badly concealed knife he was trying to hide from your languid gaze.

you made a scene out of it. your eyes deliberately moving from his face to his shaking arms he had hidden behind himself.

“you're so messy soobin” you pouted, inching closer to him. his shakey gasps seemed clear with each step you took towards his trembling body—he was such a hypocrite, acting as though he were an innocent lamb when he had just done something that couldn't be done by someone less than a vile human.

soobin stood there, awaiting your warmth to embrace him—although he knew you wouldn't touch him, you had said so yourself. but he still couldn't help himself but yearn, unable to stop himself from reaching out to you phantom touch, albeit retracting within a second, afraid he'd burn himself in your aura.

“couldn't help it huh?” you teased, the smirk marred with cruel intentions, you put the tip of your index finger below his chin, lifting it to see his inhumane eyes, “you should have at least taken care of the blood on it.”

you reached behind him, grabbing the knife from grasp and he let you without any sort of fight, spilling himself onto the palm of your hands, and the cold handle of the knife was stolen away by you.

“whose blood is it?”

“jaehyun’s.”

you grin at his fast response. you were aware whose blood is it, but you wanted to hear it from himself—despite rolling in the pit whatever hell he had crawled out of, he always made you wonder how further he could crawl back into it for his selfish purpose. perhaps you weren't that much better than him, but you pretended like you were—at least you wouldn't get your hands dirty, unlike the man in front of you.

“you liked his face, didn't you?” soobin didn't wait for you to ask him the questions; rather he seemed too eager to let you know what he had done,“ I'm sure you wouldn't anymore. “

your stomach dropped when you saw soobin grin, the sound of his laughter ringing in your ears like the inevitable call doom, sinking the cold into your bones, etching the shiver on your back.

you smiled back, “what did you do?"

soobin graciously returned the favor back to you, “why don't I show you?”

he pulled his phone out of his back pocket, cheerfully growing through his phone like it's the most casual request you had asked of him—he seemed relaxed all of a sudden, almost too cheerful.

“I didn't fatally wound him, “ soobin reassured you, “just added a little decoration on his face.”

he turned the phone to show you and on it was a blurry picture of someone laying on the ground with blood emanating off their face, although it wasn't easy to identify but you could tell it was jaehyun.

soobin snatched his phone back, “ just a little slash on his cheek, nothing else.” he explained, “called the ambulance too. I didn't want to kill him after all.”

“now, “ he turned his attention to you, the man who stood before you a few moments ago now completely vanished and on his stead, the person standing in front of you was far crueller than you could imagine, “do you like his face?���

or maybe he's just insane.

soobin was threatening you—the thread of jaehyun’s life depending upon the word that itched the tip of your tongue. one word to his displeasure and he wouldn't hesitate to plunge the same knife back into jaehyun’s throat. the man who stood in front of you wasn't afraid—it wasn't the bravado of a lover but the carelessness of a madman, he would go hound his prey no matter how much they try to hide themselves from him, all he required is one motive and that is where you stood.

donning a similar smile, you cock your head to marvel at the blood that was beginning to dry on the blade of the knife in your hands. a truant sound escaping your lips once you picked yo his gaze that was assessing your each gesture, the way your eyelashes fluttered when you looked down, and the color of the rouge on your cheeks that appeared lively in the dead of the night.

“wouldn't they find you?”

a sardonic smirk etched soobin's comely lips, he shook his head in a no, “jaehyun didn't see my face,”

“why?” he pressed—not a line of shame on his face, the blue of his consequences nowhere near catching the fleeting sense of his conscience, rather he seemed exuberant. soobin's eyes shining like the moon as he demanded to know whether the question was meant for him, something out of love for his welfare, “are you worried for me?”

worried for him? you gazed down on the knife in your hands, at least my fingerprints wouldn't matter.

“why did you come to find me?” you ignore him, “did you want compliments for this?”

“yes.”

he is sick, you knew he was sick and you let him get away with it.

“do you like jaehyun’s face now?” he questioned one again, boring his intense gaze into yours, refusing to let go.

you shook your head.

soobin was suffocating, and volatile. you were aware that he wouldn't dare lay a hand on you, twistedly enough it would be akin to something scarring he truly adored and he couldn't accept it. but the nature of your answer rested on the safety of jaehyun. you were partly to blame for his situation right now—despite knowing the man's tendencies, and you let it get this far knowing what could be one of the outcomes once you push him far enough.

he smiled gleefully—it made you retch. but how different were you actually from him?

you both rejoiced in what you could control—the difference lying where he knew how to give up anything that came to you, and you liked controlling the ledge he had been swinging upon—a borderland of truly far gone. you longed to see how far he could go until the path to coming back had been blurred despite knowing what kind of consequence it would bear for you as well.

“could i kiss you?” soobin asks softly. the ravenous intent melting like in the snow in your grasp. his body closer than before, stalking like thanatos’s conquest.

“hmm,” you murmur in affirmation, seconds to compose yourself before his cold hands cradle your face. his palm taking in the gentleness of your flesh as though he had been kept deprived all his life, only getting to touch a piece of heaven after he had proven himself.

you were swaying such a bad expectation for him to grasp on.

perhaps you were the problem; instead of filling your veins with disgust, the warmth of his breath weaned down the cathartic dam that had been keeping all these diabolic—carnal instincts hidden.

soobin's bottom lip touched yours in a prayer of approval, barely grazing the softness with his sinful ones. you let him in, taking the step to put an end to his hesitation; taking the tender flesh of his lip between your teeth, you awaited for the moment to sink in. you put your arms around his neck to bring him closer, the knife still tightly held in your grasp. he finally relented, taking your upper lip and sucking onto it as if it felt like a taste of amaranthine.

the kiss was everything that you both weren't—wearing a mask of desperation that felt too pure to ricochet off your souls that was nothing but layers of filth—home to the scarlet heart beating within the cage of thorns laced with poison. who says monsters are incapable of love?

you two certainly deny the ancient saying. the fervour as he matches his lips to your rhythm was his nothing short of a choir—the taste of your saliva dancing like nectar on his tongue.

“i want you so much,” soobin confesses, a sizzle at the end of his words, with a touch of regret as he holds you closer, and closer to his body. the barrier of clothes between you two tearing into his flesh like barbs. he is burning from within and he holds you like he means it. his hand sliding off your cheeks to your tender neck and then to the small of your back to hold you chest to chest—a futile attempt to consume you.

soobin wants to devour without sinking his teeth in, fearing the droplets of rubies only when it comes to you but he'd gleefully tear the world apart if it meant he'd earn your approval.

the knife falls onto the floor of your living room with clang, setting off the chain reaction that has him backing you on any sort of surface that he could lay you on—which happens to be your couch. he is on top of you, the lips still attached to your as he undoes his hoodie and hugs you closer. his body was molding onto yours—chest pressed up against each with so much pressure, it was slowly getting too hard to breath. he didn't care about that though—you had given him his signal and he was going to show you just how much he wants you.

soobin moves to the corner of your lips, peppering with mindless butterfly kisses as he goes on to remove the top you were airing, you aid him by raising your arms and letting him take off. the separation of mere seconds has been keening for more as he cradles your waist with little gap between two bodies on top of the couch.

he dives into the valley of your breast on top of your bra like a hungry man, nuzzling deep into the warming, burrowing for more with hands snuck deep in his hair controlling his movements. his searing hands roaming around your waist, soaking up the tenuous skin. his fingers stopping on the buttons of your jeans, quickly undoing it. he helped you shimmy it off until the pants were accompanying your blouse on the ground.

soobin kisses your jaw—his fingers rubbing on your nipples from on top of the bra until they were poking out and you sighed, unable to take the teasing. to ease your discontent, he scooped your boobs out from on top of your bra, his fingers playing with the perky nubs. you moaned when his wet, yet hot mouth engulfed one of them. you clenched into the tuft of hair, pulling his head back but your retaliation only ignited his hunger as he swirled his tongue around your nipple while his other fingers were busy pulling onto the other one. you groaned in pleasure as you felt the feeling build up in the pit of your stomach, it was so achingly delicious—your quickening breath was like a melody to his ears.

pressing his hardened crotch on top of your clothed mound, rubbing deliberately slowly to create friction, and just a little bit to drive you crazy.

you pulled onto soobin’s hair, the pleas dying into your throat and only arising as muffled moans. you were wrapped around his rotten trick—you sacrificed yourself to his trap.

soobin pulled back, meeting your fucked out gaze with his half hooded eyes, his tongue still laying flat on top of your nipple, while the other was enclosed in his grasp, “praise me,”

you closed your eyes, taking deep breathings through your nose. your head was pulled back as you tried to control yourself, but that perverted movement of his crotch on your wet pussy was too much to deny, “you feel so good,” you gritted.

“give me more,” soobin demanded, his fingers sneaking where his crotch and your pussy met. his fingers pried open your folds on top of the clothes, which was basically useless now due to your essence. he pressed his index finger on top of your nub, “do i really?”

you nodded, pressing your lips together, your hands coming to his shoulder to slightly push him off. soobin popped your nipples out of his mouth and replaced it with the finger that was in you panties, all while looking at you with those carmine intentions of his—like he wants to eat you. he was like a whiplash, you could never figure him out. never pick up when he was the puppy wagging his tail in your hands, or the monster that conspired to tear the flesh off your bones and consume it raw.

“you make me feel so fucking good, “ you take his name, giving him what he wants. he grin before sliding downwards to face your ruined panties, your essence dripping all over your thigh.

soobin peeks his tongue out, licking onto the juice that was smeared around your womanhood, making sure not to waste a bit of the ambrosia, moaning into your flesh, driving you closer to the edge of the cliff as he inched towards your entrance. sliding the panty aside, he marvelled at the sloppy sight of it. the mess he had created.

you were right, he was messy.

soobin nuzzled his nose into your entrance with no warning, urging you to gasp as the sensations crashed into you at once—his hot tongue licking stripes on your entrance as his nose pressed onto your nub. you scrambled to sit up and take a hold of his head.

“you taste so fucking amazing,” he groaned into your pussy. the waves of his words sending you to another course of insanity. the white heat that had been building up in your stomach was so, so close to bursting. he increased his pace, lapping into your pussy like a hungry beast, taking all of. the nectar he could collect. he could die there, he used his fingers to penetrate you as the tip of his tongue played around with your clit. you warm hole sucking him in as if it was its second nature. he keeps up the pace until. you're writhing into his mouth, trying to get away from his flat tongue that laid on your clit. he had a death grip on your backside, helping you calm down in his mouth so he wouldn't dare waste a single lick.

“please,” you gasped, your hand trying to get away from soobin’s mouth as you calmed down from the high. your chest was heaving from the repercussion. he didn't reply, his gaze was set on top of your pussy that was still in front of his mouth like a prized possession. both of his hands were under your thighs to have you in the closest proximity of his mouth so he could taste your pussy as much as he could. the tip of his tongue despite not meeting your pussy yet, it created a line of his spit from his tongue to your clit, dribbling until your hole. that was still clenching from the earlier orgasm.

“its so cute,“ he murmured to himself. soobin took two of his fingers and brushed it on your clit before pressing onto your hole until it sank inside and you raised your ass without your realising upon his sudden action. he smirked, and looked at your with a curiously morbid look.

“you want something to fill you up?” soobin questioned, pressing his fingers deeper into your pussy, making you chest raise off the couch at the pressure, “something bigger?” he teased.

you wanted it, you wanted something bigger. there was no denying, you were too far gone.

you reply in a meek yes and within a second his fingers were out of your pussy, replaced by the heaviness of his dick that was still wrapped in his boxer, albeit the black material sopping weight with his precum.

soobin ran his hands over the head of his dick on top of the wet boxer, lulling his back with a groan.

“you see what you do to me?” he taunted you, rubbing his dick on top of the boxer, before finally taking both the pants and boxer out. his dick springing out and laying flat on his stomach with it's angry red bulbous head staring right at you. his fingers cupped his balls as he came down and pressed his dick right onto top of your pussy, that he had laid flat on top of the couch, pressing it until it sank inside your lips.

“you want a taste?”

you don't reply, instead stick your tongue out. he bites his lips at your subtle action that his dick stuffed inside your pussy lips. languidly taking his pre cum he smears it on your tongue but instead of taking his fingers out, he pushes his index and middle finger into you tongue until you close your mouth over it, swirling your tongue to get every last bit of the cum from his fingers.

soobin sighs, trying his best not to cum right there. he takes his fingers out and slaps the dick a couple times onto your pussy before pushing the head in.

you gasp out loud at the sudden ruin intrusion but that wouldn't stop him, he barges in, although there was a bit of opposition, he bottoms out soon enough.

“you were made for me,” soobin groans under his breath as he pushes himself out only to slam himself into your pussy, creating a filthy rhythm of his salacious exhibitions. you were holding onto his arms, digging your nails into arms, creating ribbons of red but he did not care; it only added to his pleasure as he swayed you back and forth, taking you along with the ravacious journey. he fell onto your chest once more, taking your nipples into his mouth as he thrusted into you with an unknown urgency. you screamed out his name, sobbing uncontrollably, as he buried himself further into your heat.

he wanted to be inside you forever, aching to burn in the fiery pit but he was being chased by some sort of divine high.

you yelled out his name in futile attempts as you were reaching another one of your highs—his fingers appearing on your clit to let you off the edge first. he continued

his thrusting his he rubbed your clit and within a few more strokes you were whimpering once more, your legs wrapped around his waist to drag him closer to yourself. his thrusts soon began to cease as he heated his own high.

soobin pulled out and started to fisting himself until there were white ropes decorating your pussy. he slapped his softening dick on top your sensitive pussy to make sure he was thoroughly spent before he fell on his knees, breathing heavily as he observed the way your chest heaved, and the artistry of his carnal desire blossoming onto your chest like an artists optimus primus.

“i love you,” soobin breathed out, submerged into the high he had been chasing, and the scent of the madness he had whenever he was in your presence. he longed for you like the moon, and right now the the moonshine was draped onto his body like a dream come true, and his blood underneath the moon’s fingernails. he is happy, he doesn't care about anything else other than this moment with you.

even though you didn't say anything back. to him.

©ELAICHOI 23-24.

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[linos-luna]

Dark 🔪

Yandere!Yeonjun x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, fear ?

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“Junnie!” You cried. “Junnie please let me out!”

You were sitting on the cold basement floor, shaking and crying. There was no light, only a small crack from the door, which you were in front of, begging for him to come back.

“Junnie I don’t like it here!” You sobbed. “It’s scary!”

It wasn’t long before Yeonjun opened the door and looked down at you with a smile.

“Hi baby.” He said happily as if he didn’t just put you there.

You instantly stood up and hugged him, taking in his warmth. He loved the feeling of you clinging onto him. It’s all he wanted.

“Junnie, I don’t like it in there…” you sobbed. “I-its too dark…”

“Oh poor baby.” He said with a pout. It was hard to tell if he was being sarcastic or not.

“Don’t put me back in there…”

“Are you going to be a good girl now?” Yeonjun asked while holding you.

You nodded quickly and buried your face in his chest.

“You know I don’t like when you go out without me.” He said while pulling back to look at you. “Someone could take you away…”

“I-I’m sorry…”You wiped some tears and tried looking down, only for him to tilt your chin up.

“You have to stay here!” He said with a frown.

“Junnie—”

“You can’t leave me!” He snapped while grabbing your shoulders tight. “You’ll never leave me! Right baby?!”

“Jun-”

Right baby?!” He repeated almost frantically.

“I-I won’t-…”

Yeonjun breathed a big sigh of relief before hugging you again and getting close to your ear. His tone then shifted drastically.

“Break another rule and I’ll lock you in that basement overnight…”

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[igorsynee]

t.w// mentions of ab*se, strong language, forceful kiss?, yandere.

“can i kiss you?“, beomgyu questioned sitting close to you.

you looked at his face with no emotions in your eyes as you looked away.

he grabbed your face and forced you to look at his face, "i asked, can i kiss you?", he said once again, this time a bit of anger in his voice.

you looked at him as your lips trembled and tears filled your eyes. you wanted to shout and scream but you had already done all of that and yet this man did not care. he did not care what you had to say at all. all he cared about was him. he was a selfish bastard.

“if i say no will you stop?��, you asked in a weak voice as he looked at you intensely.

“of course baby !! i would never do something that will hurt you“, he said looking at you with big starry eyes and a face filled with an expression of care and his brows furrowed in concern for you.

you looked at him and stared at his face as his face changed expression in front of you. a smirk appeared on his lips and the concern that was visible on his face was now not there anymore rather an expression of arrogance and mockery took over his face.

he grabbed your face and pulled it closer to his before capturing your lips with his into a forceful kiss.

“i lied“, he whispered in between the kiss before he broke the kiss moving away from you and creating a distance between you two.

“next time you try to talk to any other guy again it won't just stop with you not being able to walk or talk.“, he said as he looked at the bruises on your neck and body before looking back up at you.

“i will tear his limbs apart and make you sew them back to his body. understand?“, he said in a threatening tone.

“understand?“, he asked once again this time his hand grabbing a handful of your hair and pulling them with a force receiving a scream from you.

you grabbed his hand that was pulling on your hair and looked at him before nodding repeatedly as tears fell down your eyes.

you had stopped fighting and resisting way early into the relationship since that's what you thought would help you stay safe and have a peaceful life but you were a human after all. how could you so easily adapt to the rules and ways of this monster in human form? for you those were mistakes but for him those were the opportunities. opportunities to torture you and remind you of your place and to where you belong and all of that leads only to him.

//i am only gonna write pure hardcore kpop yandere fanfics. it would be very much explicit about everything but i think kpop stans who read yandere fics have already seen more enough to not be repulsed by wtv i will write LOLL anyways enjoy more fics coming very soon

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[minho-hoho]

Shush

☾ GENRE ➝ yandere, mafia

☾ PAIRING ➝ yan!mafioso!yeonjun × gn!reader

☾ WARNING ➝ yandere themes, mafia related themes, violence, blood, murder, etc...

☾ REQUESTED ➝ no

☾ WC ➝ 0.8k

☾ NOTE ➝ uhh i actually wrote this and a quite lengthy taehyun one shot but it got deleted so sksksks i just lost hope and stopped coming to tumblr for a while srryyy

MASTERLIST

you were shaking under the covers of your bed, as if the almost constant state of fear you were living in wasn't enough, yeonjun had to do his business in your house. the screams and threats were freezing your blood, you were terrified that anyone would get hurt, and that you, would get killed because of what you considered yeonjun's reckless behaviour. for someone who claimed to only want the best for you, and only acted with your best interest in mind, he sure was being dangerous towards your safety. the only thing you could do was wait patiently, praying that whatever thing he was doing, was ending soon.

you heard a scream of intense pain followed by a loud thud. the voice didn't belong to yeonjun, but you didn't know if that reassured you any better. did he kill someone in your house? you wanted to get up and check up on him, and what happened, but the thought of the possibility of seeing a dead body laying on your living room's floor was frightening.

you carefully tiptoed to your bedroom's door, and tried to listen to any sounds that might come out of the living room. for a few seconds, only a dead silence fell on your ears. the silence stopped as a string of curses left yeonjun's mouth.

quietly, you slightly opened the door, enough for your voice to be heard.

“yeonjun..?” you called out his name, your voice quivering a little.

his eyes immediately darted your way, looking at your figure peeking through the door. not knowing what to say, he stared you, his dark gaze piercing your skull.

“what happened, is everything okay?” you asked, a bit reluctant, not being able to decipher his emotions.

yeonjun sighed, looking at the corpse laying next to his foot.

“this is what happens when you decide to go outside and disobey.” he walked towards your door.

it was true, you went outside and went out with some friends when you were forbidden to do so, as yeonjun was scared that the wrong people would get you and him, and hurt you. you regretted ever going out with someone heavily involved in the mafia world, in every step you took, you were reminded of the risk that and of the chances that you'd get harmed by anyone in the opposing mafia to yeonjun's. and on top of that, you added his obsessive and overly protective behaviour towards you, you deeply regretted ever agreeing to go out with him, your mental not being able to take any of yeonjun any more.

but even if what you did was objectively dangerous and stupid, did that mean that he had to kill someone? at this point, you didn't know whether he did it to protect you, because of his borderline psychotic and obsessive behaviour or because he simply enjoyed witnessing the death of over human beings.

“because of what you did, people now know about you, and i need to kill even more people for you.” he was now in front of you, towering over you, maintaining a chilling eye contact with you.

“no matter how much i warned you, you still went against my directions. do i need to threaten you? to show you the corpses of the people i've killed? because i can, and i will if that's what you need.” shivers ran through your body, you knew that by working in a mafia he had to do some shady stuff that potentially involved ending some people's lives. but you never thought he'd kill some people because of you. especially if it could have been avoided.

a wave of guilt washed over you as you felt at fault for the death of many. your shoulders dropped, and tears started to well up in your eyes. yeonjun's eyes were piercing through you in the silence. you looked down to your feet, remorse still eating you, you took a shaky breath before muttering low excuses, your voice unstable.

unbeknownst to you, yeonjun was smirking. his efforts were paying off, he had successfully manipulated you into feeling culpability for things you didn't even control. he was now sure you'd never leave his side, which was his ultimate goal, it was all he dreamt of.

he sighed, before taking you in his arms, startling you a little. “it's okay, just, don't do it again, okay? let's not spill more blood than needed. be careful, and as long as you follow my orders to the letter, you'll be safe and happy.” his shirt was now wet by your tears, you nodded, determined to not make any more mistakes.

yeonjun grinned, he kissed the top of your head. you sobbed in his chest, as he softly rubbed your back, trying to comfort you back into a happier state.

he finally achieved his most important mission, and he was more than overjoyed inside.

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[sunflwryu]

warning: yandere, murder | not requested

crazy

"fuck, i didn't think you'd come back so soon. i didn't want you to see this, you know..."

you know that voice.

and you know what those words imply. they imply that he had a hand in this, they imply that he's the one responsible for the gruesome scene in front of you.

you turn around to prove yourself wrong, hoping that it's just a nightmare, that it's just a dream, but no, it isn't, and reality hits you even harder when you see your best friend yeonjun behind you, gross red soaking his white tank top, splattered on his face, all over his hands, and it makes your eyes go wide and a terrified scream rips from your throat as you make a run for it.

at least, try to make a run for it.

but he's fast, he must've anticipated it, and instantly, he's got you, he's got you in his arms, twirling you around to face him, knocking your phone out of your hand in the process, ripping a scream from your throat as you struggle against his hold, but he’s strong, he’s always been strong and patient. you still after a minute or two, your energy now spent and wasted even after the adrenaline you got from the prospect of escape, before he nabbed you away from it.

his eyes are crazed, burning holes into you as you feel reality seeping in, seeping in your clothes, your skin as you feel the blood on him transfers to you, making you feel more disgusting than you already feel from having seen that mess, from seeing your boyfriend in such a state, from being best friends with a murderer.

where was your best friend? where was that playful, flirtatious boy you've known for years upon years? but you can't deny the truth anymore now, especially not after seeing him like that.

"w-why...?" you whimper, lips quivering, body shaking from fear, head turning and eyes averting to anywhere but that mad gaze of his.

he reaches to hold your cheek in his palm, gently lifting so that you have no choice but to look at him. “he made you cry, doll, so i had to keep my promise, you see?”

you're almost afraid to ask, but question tumbles from your lips anyway: "w-what promise are you talking about?"

"you know, when you first started dating him, i promised to you that i'd kill him if he ever made you cry. i couldn't just not follow up on it, hm? besides—"

"you fucking killed him!" you interrupt him and start to sob, the sadness and confusion hitting you all at once, the grief and trauma sinking in, feeling yourself break at his pathetic reasoning, your legs giving out, but he catches you, holds you as you blubber, continuing to speak despite the ugly nasalness of your voice. "just for one fight, one! a-and it was about you...i can't believe i defended you...i-i can't believe you did this...i..."

you remember how your boyfriend told you about how yeonjun had threatened him to leave you, how you should stay away from him. originally, it was just a simple talk at the dinner table, but it turned into screaming when you refused to believe it, refused to listen, especially after a particularly hard day at work, and you ran away into your best friend's arms, the arms of a would-be murderer, or perhaps a fully-fledged one considering how unfazed yeonjun is.

his thumb gently wipes away your tears, his hold on your cheek growing slightly harder to hold you in place, to keep you staring, looking at him. "it was really sweet of you, but i made a promise, and i had to keep it," he says softly, calmly, scarily.

"i thought you were joking! anyone would think that..."

he only smiles at you, the smile you used to be so cheered up and comforted by now sending shivers down your spine. "really..." he muses, his tone light and carefree as ever, like this was all a joke, like murder was a joke.

"w-what the hell...who— no, what are you, choi yeonjun?"

"i'm yours," he replies simply, patting your hair gently with one hand before it returns to snaking around your waist, keeping you with him, his eyes filled with a strange fondness you wonder why you haven't noticed before. "all yours, doll...and you're mine, that's all you need to know."

you shake your head vigorously, wanting no part in the role he wants you to, "...i-i'm not, you're just crazy" you jeer venomously, but weaker this time due to your dwindling hope.

his eyes flare at you, but just as they light up with anger, they only sparkle with amusement as he laughs, moving his face close enough so that it's mere inches away from yours. you instinctively pull back, but he only moves closer, a wicked grin upon his lips.

"even if i am, so what? all the best people are..."

note: clearly written when i was in the melanie martinez rabbit hole again (something i hop into every once in a while). part of my publishing-draft spree!

txt masterlist | main masterlist | by @sunflwryu

#yandere txt #txt yandere #tomorrow x together #txt #choi yeonjun #yeonjun #txt yeonjun #yandere yeonjun #txt imagines #txt fanfic #txt fanfiction #yandere kpop

[foxgangfoxgang]

It hurts so much to love you (Yandere!Hanahaki Disease! Yeonjun x Reader)

It hurts...it really hurts...it feels like his lungs are on fire, he can barely breathe, every other breathe he takes he coughs up bloody white rose petals, your favorite flower. Yeonjun hunches over the sink as he hacks up more bloody petals, how long has it been a week or two, usually the symptoms come in slower but in Yeonjun’s case, they’re coming faster and faster. 

How did this all start how could he be so careless to not notice this disease much earlier...You, this all started with you. Your pretty smile and eyes, the way you giggle and laugh, your smooth smooth skin, your amazing personality. You were a trainee at HYBE getting ready to debut in a new girl group, Yeonjun had known of your existence for some time but meeting you...oh meeting you was a whole new experience, then it started.

It was the fever first, Yeonjun thought it was from overworking himself and his body telling him to stop for a moment, the next day he felt fine. Then the loss of appetite, he was always one to make sure people ate so it was ironic that he suddenly wasn’t eating so much, you had even taken notice at his weight loss. You would sneak snacks to him in passing, you were so kind and generous. Next came the shaking, this really was where he noticed something was wrong, Yeonjun was put to bed rest for the time being, however the disease grew worse. His body temp was dropping to an alarming rate, the staff had to take him to the hospital where they x-ray him. That’s where he saw it, it was small but noticeable, a flower in his lungs...but how? 

The doctor would inform Yeonjun that he had Hanahaki disease, Yeonjun was confused to be fair, this wasn’t a disease he’s ever heard of, then once it was explained to him it slowly made sense. Now here we are in Txt’s dorm where Yeonjun is stuck vomiting flower petals, it hurts so much...it’s getting worse day by day. 

Yeonjun was given the option to have the flower surgically removed, but that meant he could no longer love romantically. The only other option was for you to love him back. Yeonjun looked at himself in the mirror his mouth covered in his own blood a petal stuck to his cheek, his eyes watery and red, his nose red, he looked horrible. Yet there you stood just behind him as beautiful as ever, your small hand feeling and rubbing on his back as you soothe him, it was comforting, it was soothing, it was burning, it was starting to hurt, it’s becoming more and more painful, it’s agony. Yeonjun hunched over the toilet to vomit more bloody petals. Hallucinations were another symptom, Yeonjun wiped his mouth and stood up. 

He doesn’t want the surgery...so the only other option is for you to love him. Yeonjun cleaned himself up, he made his way to the company and looked for you, of course you were in the dance studio. Yeonjun smiled as he watched you dance to the music, the way you follow the music with your body, the smile on your face. Yeonjun was about to enter when another male trainee came into view, he walked up to you smiling as he placed his hands on your waist. The trainee pulled you in close as he kissed you on the lips. 

Time slowed down for Yeonjun as he watched with a broken heart at the display. The idol suddenly hacked up more petals, his lungs begging for air, Yeonjun was running out of time, he was going to die if he didn’t cure this stupid disease. Yeonjun felt tears prick his eyes as he fled from the scene and into a quiet area where he quietly sobbed. How could you do this to him, how could you betray him, he was in love with you. Do you not love him back? No...you have to love him back, you were so nice to him, you showed to care for him, is that not love? Yeonjun sniffled as he let his emotions set, if you don’t love him...he’ll make you love him. 

It would take longer than Yeonjun would have liked but he set his plan into motion. It was easy to lure that douche trainee to the top floor and a little shove was all it took to send him to his early grave. It would be plastered all over the news of a trainee’s suicide, with all the bad press Hybe decided to hold your debut till everything was cleared up...who knew how long that would take. Yeonjun would become your night in shining armor as you mourned you lover’s death. He was there for you from morning to night, he really was a great friend. You would join Yeonjun for a night walk at the park, it was empty at this time of hour but the stars were beautiful. Yeonjun would be coughing constantly which worried you, you’d ask if he was ok and then you’d see it, a bloody white petal in his hand, blood dripping from his mouth, his ragged breathing. 

Yeonjun turned to you his body towering over you as he smiled the blood noticeable on his teeth, he’d begin to rant about how he’s sick with this hanahaki disease and you were the reason for it, he’d ramble about how much pain he was in, each passing day becoming harder and harder to bear. “I could get surgery, but I wouldn’t be able to love romantically ever again...I don’t want that, so instead you’re gonna love me...just how I love you, you made me sick....so you’ll make me better” 

#txt yandere #yandere txt #txt #kpop yandere #yandere #yeonjun #yandere yeonjun #hanahaki disease

[luvyeni]

hi love hope you had a good day! :)

how about hueningkai with stalker ish vibes following around chubby!reader just to make sure she’s okay cause she trusts people way too easily ? like he’s scared her kindness will get her killed or kidnapped one day

- 🤡 anon

i had a great day , thank you for asking <3

stalker hyuka who only followed you around just to see who you were talking to at first , making sure no other guys were talking to you.

he always knew you were too kind , often trusting anyone you'd come in contact with , even if they weren't as nice to you as you were to them , so just to make sure , he always followed you , making sure no one was taking advantage of you.

you could always feel someone following behind you , it wasn't creepy at first , 'maybe they're just scared to talk to you." but then it started happening every single day , to the point you were starting to get scared to come out of the house.

you go to kai , your bestfriend about your problem , and instead of coming clean , he makes up an excuse. "i told you , you're too nice to people , it's probably one of those creeps , you shouldn't go out without me anymore for a while , i just don't know what i'd do to myself if you were kidnapped or worse." of course you listen , because you knew he'd never tell you wrong.

you don't even notice that ever since you started only going out with kai , the stalking seemed to have stopped.

#luvyeni: tubatu hard thoughts #yandere txt #txt headcanons #txt imagines #txt fic #txt x reader #txt scenarios #txt drabbles #huening kai x reader #huening kai headcanons #huening kai scenarios #huening kai drabble #huening kai fic #txt reader #txt yandere

[certified-ni-ki-lover]

Chapter 1: Trapped

TXT Yeonjun Series

Series Masterlist

Summary: You never thought of yourself as special. To you your looks were average, academics were average, and you were pretty much an average, ordinary girl. But who would have thought you would have someone obsessed with you?

Word count: 314

TW: Mentions of yandere behavior

Disclaimer: This is all purely for entertainment purposes. I don't promote or support any Yandere behaviors

MASTERLIST

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There you were getting ready for bed. You were the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He watched as you changed into your silk PJs & got ready for bed. You had no idea someone was watching you though. How would you ever know someone had installed hidden cameras & microphones all over your bedroom? You were completely oblivious that you had someone head over heels in love with you. Obsessed with you. No one in your house knew someone had been secretly entering your room at night to cuddle with you.

You would often smell a man’s scent in your bedroom in the morning after you woke up. But you brushed it off because you had never seen anyone in your room in the morning.

That morning you got dressed, did your usual routine & left for school. At the entrance, you saw your friends & walked to class together.

At the end of the day you were at your locker getting your things together when someone approached you.

“Hey Y/N,” it was Choi Yeonjun, one of the most popular boys in your school. “Hey Yeonjun, what’s up?” you replied. “I was wondering if you could help me study for the upcoming test later today?” he asked “Sure,” you said “What time should I come over,” you asked. “just come around 6” he replied. “Sure,” you said smiling at him, he returned the smile before walking away.

There were still around 2 hours before you came over, which left plenty of time for Yeonjun to clear up his bedroom. Clear up as in hide all the candid photos he took you while stalking you at night or when he snuck into your bedroom late at night.

He also had to get your room ready. Cause little did you know you would never be able to leave his house once you came in.

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Tag list: yutacchin (Send ask to be added)

This was pretty short but I'm thinking of making a part 2 to this. But let me know if i should🧡hope you liked it.

#beomgyu #txt #tomorrow_x_together #moa #yeonjun #soobin #taehyun #heuningkai #txt x reader #txt x you #txt x y/n #txt x moa #txt yandere #txt yeonjun #txt ff #txt fanfic

[tinyprettysoyeon]

Can I request a txt bully yandere reaction? Thank you! It's fine if you don't want to, by the way! I completely understand :)

no one of these gifs are mine

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🦊﹒⟢﹒Yeonjun

He wouldn't let anyone near you, pushed all your friends away, and even made your own teachers ignore you. It was a perfect plan, you would always keep him in mind, even if it wasn't in a good way, he would never leave your thoughts.

⏆﹒﹒🐰-⊧﹒Soobin

Obviously, you weren't going to let them bully you for long, so you rebelled and started punching one of soobin's friends. He enjoyed the scene, for him it was very funny how you tried to hit him but you still missed.

﹒🐻﹒┈﹒Beomgyu

A normal day for you, gyu along with his friends were emptying your backpack and throwing your things on the ground, but this time it was different because gyu started taking photos of your suffering. "Smile dear, show the camera your pretty face"

⍟﹒⁂﹒🐿﹐Taehyun

He didn't bully you, no, he sent his friends to bully you because it was very "unpleasant" for him to waste his time on other things. Although he turned around from time to time to see that they didn't hurt you too much.

﹒✢🦌﹒﹒HueningKai

For some reason, him pushing your food to the person sitting next to you started a food fight in the cafeteria, but he was happy, he was on a "date" with you, eating your food in front of you.

#txt reactions #txt yandere #yeonjun reactions #yeonjun yandere #soobin yandere #soobin reactions #beomgyu yandere #beomgyu reactions #taehyun reactions #taehyun yandere #hueningkai yandere #hueningkai reactions

[lino-jagiyaa]

𝐓𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 - yandere series | masterlist

this series will include 10 fics/drabbles between 1000 - 2000+ words and will mostly be requested

𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐬. 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐦 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞.

rules/info:

one fic per idol

i’m labeling these as yandere solely on the fact that each person is being presented as possessive and controlling. — that being said, i won’t include gore, or any graphic descriptions of violence

ie. blood, gore), in some fics i may include mentions of death but never any graphic description of it.

all fics in this series will be smut, suggestive, or just angst. no fluff will be included. so minors dni!

if there are multiple requests for the same kink, prompt, or scenario i will just write them for each of the same.

you can use the nsfw prompts i already have available or create your own. you can choose up to 3.

you cannot pair any of the idols together (ie. a threesome). again, one fic per idol

use my ask box to request - not in the comments for this post

i’ve decided to finish these up to celebrate reaching 200 followers on my blog since i’m very close to reaching that (since i announced this series in december of last year) <3

list of groups/idols you can choose from:

stray kids (5/8 taken)

ateez (2/8 taken)

enhypen hyung line (1/4 taken)

txt (2/5 taken)

10/10 slots filled

- line up

all mine - preview

𝐀𝐥𝐥 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐞 | Lee Felix - @qjqja

(soft dom, marking)

safe - preview

𝐒𝐚𝐟𝐞 | Han Jisung - @dadonbabysworld

(breeding kink & dacryphilia)

see me - preview

𝐒𝐞𝐞 𝐦𝐞 | Lee Minho

(mirror sex, dom!minho, size kink, breeding kink)

only - preview

𝐎𝐧𝐥𝐲 | Bang Chan - @monstaxdirtywonk

(jealousy, brat taming)

moonlight - preview

𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 | Hwang Hyunjin

(somnophilia/CNC with soft!dom)

salvatore - preview

𝐒𝐚𝐥𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐞 | Park Seonghwa - @whatudowhennooneseesyou

(praise, body worship, lovebombing)

chained - preview

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐝 | Park Jongseong

(bondage, overstimulation)

change - preview

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 | Kang Taehyun

(degradation, orgasm control, thigh riding)

dark room - preview

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐨𝐦 | Choi Beomgyu

(breeding kink + obsession)

let me love you - preview

𝐋𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | Choi San

(mutual masturbation, dacryphilia)

leave a comment to be added to the taglist - lmk if you’d like to be tagged for all or only a specific one !

#linojagiyaa’s yandere series #skz smut #ateez smut #enhypen yandere #txt yandere #skz yandere #enhypen smut #yandere itzy #yandere twice

[yn-dere]

[2:14 AM]

TW: Extremely dark topics, please practice caution whilst reading.

The headlights of the car flickers softly, illuminating the bushes and trees spreading out across the dead end street. The crickets and the small croaks that I can only guess are coming from frogs, seem to get louder by the passing second. Roaring, almost as if they are small spectators tittle-tattling about this son of a bitch. The night black and bleak, the upended crescent moon frowning over my claustrophobic car. Droplets can be heard on the roof, even the clouds seem to be mourning.

I sigh as I cast my eyes upon the woman laying backseat, her eyes closed as the car lights vaguely reveals her face. My breath hitches as it has been my body's automated response to her for a long time. Along with the sweaty hands and stammering.

I wish it wasn't. I wish I wasn't such a loser. I wish I could conversate with her like a normal person without tripping over myself and falling head first. But it doesn't really matter... she understood me. She understood me and she liked me, she told me she did. Dates after dates, mostly her talking and me shyly chiming in at times. It was all that I treasured, really. At times she would be happy and I would be merry with her, other times I'd happily be her shoulder to cry on. She understood me... or at least I thought she did.

I didn't take her out to a concert for her to be making out with a nuance. I wanted to yell but I was confused! Why was she acting like everything is fine after flipping my entire world upside down? Smiling from ear to ear as we got into the puny car to drive back home. Why did she look so happy? Why kiss HIM on OUR date? Also, why didn't she care? Pulled up to a dead end street after gathering all the courage I had to confront her, and if the current predicament was bad..it worsened with an influx of questions thrown at me by her.

Why was I angry? Why did I care about who she kissed? Why was I acting crazy? We were just friends...?

...Friends?

Even through the dark lighting, I can still see the blood seeping in through the seats, creating dark parallel lines. The huge gaping wound at her neck takes nothing away from her beauty and I could almost swear that my hands were sweating like always, if it weren't for the headlights casting light upon the dark red colour coating them.

I take a deep breath as my thumb hovers over those three digits, leaving blood residue on my phone screen.

....

It's 112, what's your emergency?

Uhh, there has been a murder suicide at the.....end of poe street?

The end of poe street?

Yeah

Okay, do you happen to know any of the victims?

Yes, her name's YN YLN and the perpetrator is uhm... choi-choi soobin?

Oh. Are there any signs of life? Are you sure they're both dead?

She is, yeah and I'll be in a few minutes.

( Leading on someone like yan!soobin wether by accident or deliberately, is not a good idea.. I'm sure you'll agree )

Gif by @yeonjune

#yandere #yandere txt #tomorrow x together #txt x reader #txt x y/n #txt #txt yandere #yandere soobin #choi soobin #txt angst #soobin #soobin yandere #txt scenarios #txt reactions #txt headcanons #soobin scenarios #soobin x reader #soobin x you #yandere yeonjun #yandere beomgyu #yandere taehyun #yandere huening kai

[el-hawthorne]

[19.50]

Pairings : Yandere!Beomgyu x Reader

Genre : Yandere AU, Dark Romance (?), Psychological

Rate : 16+

Words : 1,7k

Warning : haven't proofread, the possibility of grammatical error and typos, mentions of blood, trigerred content (?), the characters in real life are nothing the characters in this fic, suggestive, Beomgyu is a violent/sadistic yandere.

The continuation from this part

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"Y/n, I'm home."

You snapped your head at the voice which came from the door. It was him. You knew that even before he called your name. There was no one would come at this place other than him. Choi Beomgyu itself.

Stood up, you walked towards him. He looked tired. Of course his job made him used almost all of his energy. But the second he saw your face and how you warmly embraced him, all of his exhaustion flew away.

The fact that you used his favorite soap and shampoo that made you smell like him made Beomgyu crazy. Even though it's been a year since he made you lived with him at this place, he still like to sniff at the crook of your neck and left some kisses on your neck everytime you hugged him.

"I miss you," he whispered through your ears softly before he cupped your face carefully and left a soft kiss on your lips.

You didn't reject his kiss nor kissed him back. Just let him did what he wanted. And he chuckled after that.

"You still don't know how to kiss, do you? Though I already taught you many times how to kiss," he snickered at you before his hand caressed your cheeks softly, "but it's okay, I can teach you and that makes me want to kiss you again."

He pecked your lips before he left you to the bedroom. Now he wanted to clean himself before dinner with you. He wanted to take his time, since he had forever to spend with you by his side.

Just like Beomgyu expected, you cooked his favorite meal. He couldn't help but fell deeper for you.

"Thanks for the meal, dear. I love it," he said with so much affection in his eyes when he talked to you. He meant it, and yku knew that.

"Dear? I will wait for you in the bedroom, yeah?" he said before patted your head and left you alone in the kitchen.

Beomgyu couldn't help but smile when he walked to his bedroom. It's been 4 months since you gave up your old life and he freed you from the basement and your torture. Now that you became obedient for him and did try anything to runaway from him, he could love you freely and treated you as his dearest.

For 4 months, everything became habits to you.

In the morning, you would wake up beside Beomgyu and cuddled for some minutes before Beomgyu finally woke up because he had to go to his workplace. Then you would make him breakfast, sat on his lap while feeding him, then tied his tie, and he kissed you passionately before he went to his workplace.

If he was busy enough, he would let you passed. But if not and he seemed that he couldn't control his needs, he might want you to have some quickies.

Then at night? Everytime he came home, you hugged him, let him kissed you. You always prepared his favorite meals for dinner, then let him to have you for every single night.

"You already done washing the dishes?" Beomgyu saw you through his glasses while working with his laptop. But now since you already done with your obligations, he closed his laptop and smiled at you. He finally had you all for for him.

"Come here, dear," he patted his lap, and you did what he said.

"Take out my glasses."

You took his glasses and placed it on the table. And when you faced him again, his lips already smashed yours. He was a great kisser and you couldn't help but to close your eyes every time he kissed you passionately.

"Let me show you how much I love you," he mumbled before the positions of both of you changed. You were under him and Beomgyu who was on top of you, took off his clothes.

He showed you how big and toned his body in front of you. Just like the previous nights. Beomgyu wanted you to remember that the only man who could have all of you was only him.

He pecked your lips, then down to your neck. Sometimes he chuckled when you squirmed a lot a under him. It gave him so much pride, knowing the only man who can affects you like this was only him.

"You know, dear? I met a man who used to have a crush on you. What was his name? Ah, Park Jay. I remember him too because you used to have a crush on him too before," he said as he unbuttoned your pajamas and gave you butterfly kisses on your collarbone and added some marks he left you even though the marks he left yesterday still visible.

"He became friend with me today, and I get it that he still couldn't forget you even though you were already missing for a year. He said, he missed you so much to the point you always haunted him in his dream," he chuckled as he kissed you down on your stomach.

"Too bad, he could only have you in his dream while here I am that I could have you all night and every time I wanted you. Life is unfair, right?"

After Beomgyu was done with you that night, both of you were exhausted to the point Beomgyu had to carry you to the bathroom and got you cleaned up before he dressed you in your pajamas again.

You saw another marks Beomgyu left you tonight, as if yesterday night was still didn't satisfy him. Since Beomgyu still taking shower, you took a knife from the drawer. The same knife he used to write his name on your skin.

You sliced your wrist using that knife and hid it under the blanket. You were sure he wouldn't notice it until tomorrow that you were already dead.

Ha! He thought that you loved him?

After the humiliation you received when he locked you on the basement?

"You're nothing without me!"

"What? You thought you were that worth it? If you were that worth it, your family and your friends wluld have already found you here."

"But what? They seemed unbothered that you were missing."

"You saw this? This is people you used to call 'friends' who have their time to have fun on their vacation, three days after you went missing."

"Your family? They say to the insurance company that you were already dead, so that they can claim the money and use it to pay your siblings education, and of course to having fun with their cheating partners."

"You were unimportant to them, so why are you crying when you know the truth now?"

He thought you loved him after he tortured you? He loved seeing blood from your skin every time he punished you. He loved to break your bones every time you made him pissed at you. And he loved to leave you alone in the basement, starved you and you couldn't go the bathroom either for your needs.

"What are you doing here, dear? Tck gross, why are you peeing here? You know that you're not an animal right?" he said before he smirked at you.

And then to the point, he made you lose your voice. He tortured you to the point you were traumatized and couldn't talk until now.

And then what? You almost gave up. You were almost crazy to the point that finally Beomgyu could have you all for himself now.

That time, yes you almost became his in this sick and mad love story. But then you saw your old phone. You saw your friends crazily text you, how worried they were for you.

And there is one person. Your classmate, the class president you used to have crush since you were on your first grade in high school. Park Jay. He always left you messages until now.

From : Jay

Where are you? We are worried since you didn't show up yesterday. I thought I already dropped you off in front of your house?

From : Jay

Y/n, I know it's been 5 months since you were missing. But I still have faith that you were still alive, right? I see you in my dream, and you were crying, asking for help. It drive me crazy that it was only in my dream and I couldn't do anything to save you. Your friends miss you. You father became more sick than before since you were gone missing. And brother said that your mother situation didn't gkod either because now she was always lying in bed, crying your name as she tightly hugged your picture frame. And I miss you too.

There is his latest messages. He sent it at the same day you found your old phone, you thought he sent it right after he woke up. Because he sent it right at 4.20 a.m.

From : Jay

I don't know. So many things were changed, except me. More days I've been through, you were still there, in my head. I still miss you, you know?

After you saw all of the evidence, you placed your old phone where you found it. Since that day, you determined to take revenge on him.

And now is the time.

You smiled. You knew how to take the best revenge. It was to kill yourself when he fell in love more in the deepest state with you.

He snatched everything precious from you. And now it was time for you to snatched what's precious for him. His love, his dear, and that refers to you.

As Beongyu came out from the bathroom, he saw your already sleeping state. Or so he thought as he didn't notice how pale your face due to the light that he already turned off.

He climbed the bed and hugged your waist, "Good night love."

What he didn't know was, that would be his last time he spent with you before he woke up tomorrow and found out that your soul weren't his anymore but belong to the death instead.

- End

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[linos-luna]

Tantrums 🔪

Yandere!Soobin x Fem!Reader

Warnings: Yandere, manipulation

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“Me! You only go out with me!”

“Soobin, calm down—”

“No!” Your boyfriend snapped back at you.

“Baby, I only went out to see my cousin…”

“Without me?!” He pouted while crossing his arms. “Noona, why wouldn’t you take me?!”

Truthfully your family weren’t exactly fond of him. He was kind and sweet but way too clingy. But you didn’t want to tell him that.

“Soobin… I’m not doing this right now…” You sighed while getting up from the couch, grabbing your purse and heading for the door.

“Where are you going?!”

“I just need some space to think. You need to chill out.” You said with a frown.

“No!” Soobin said while grabbing your hand. “You can’t just leave!”

“I’m coming back…”

“No you can’t leave!” He said while tugging your arm.

“Stop it, your acting like a child!”

“Don’t leave!” He said while pulling your arm. “No no no!”

“Soo—”

“You only go out with me!!” He said now stomping his feet. “Only with me!”

Here it goes… he’s throwing another tantrum.

You try and ignore him by opening the door when you hear a sudden thud.

This tall man really threw himself on the floor and was holding onto your ankle while screaming nonstop.

“Soobin!”

“You can’t leave! I don’t want you to leave!”

“Stop it!”

“Stay here! Don’t leave! No!!” He continued crying while holding on tight to your ankle and kicking his legs.

God, this was embarrassing… hopefully no neighbors see.

He was getting obnoxiously loud and you finally gave in.

“Okay! Okay!” You said while shaking your leg. “I’m not going anywhere!”

“What?” He stopped and looked up at you with puppy dog eyes.

“I’m not going anywhere.” You sighed while closing the door.

You kneeled to pet his hair and wipe his tears. He’s like a spoiled brat but you always give in. Why?

“Noona….” He said quietly as you helped him up. Acting as if he didn’t just cause a whole scene. “I wanna watch a movie with you.”

“Baby, im a little tired—…”

You could tell by the look on his face that he was ready to throw himself on the floor again so you ended up agreeing.

Soon you were both on the couch, watching a movie on Netflix. A bowl of popcorn was on the coffee table and you were resting your head on his chest. You weren’t paying much attention to the movie. Instead you were half asleep.

Soobin, on the other hand, sat there with a satisfied grin. Sure, throwing a literal tantrum is odd and childish, a bit embarrassing as well, but he loved how it got you to do whatever he wanted. If he doesn’t get his way, he’ll just throw a tantrum. It’s a clever act he puts on He knows what he’s doing. Besides, Noona will always feel bad for her baby boy.

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[sanaxo-o]

Yandere Members (part 2)

When they get jealous….

Y/N POV

I was in the recording studio with my vocal teacher. We both were going through some different vocal techniques for me to try when I got a call. I looked at my phone as I excused myself from there. Getting out of the room I picked up the call as it was from my manager. “Seojun oppa is something wrong??” I asked as soon as I picked up my call. “Nothings wrong Y/N but just come in the meeting room. There’s some news we got from Inkigayo.” I was confused but just told him I will be there in a few minutes. Getting inside the room I told my vocal teacher that there’s some emergency and I will have to go to the meeting room.

At the meeting room

I entered the room after knocking on the door. Getting inside I bowed as I sat beside my manager. My manager started telling me that as Soobin oppa’s contract with Inkigayo will be over soon they have been looking for some new MCs. When one of the staffs recommended me and ENHYPEN Sunghoon (Keep in mind that this is the continuation of the story but with a different group. So now TxT is the new group not ENHYPEN) I was okay with it because I always wanted to MC in a music show and I was kind of close with ENHYPEN Sunghoon so it won’t be that awkward for both of us. Both me and Sunghoon said yes to it and from tomorrow only we will start practising and everything for the special performance and all. I was kind of excited but a lot more nervous. Getting out of the meeting room I ran straight to our practice room. Where my other members were.

In the practice room

Getting inside all smiley the members looked at me with a confused gaze as I sat down beside Beomgyu oppa. “I will be the new MC for Inkigayo after Soobin oppa’s contract is over!!” I said with so much excitement while the others were also smiling. “Wah I am so proud of you but how did you get it? And when did you audition?” Yeonjun oppa asked me “Well that’s the point. I didn’t audition. A staff recommended me along side with Sunghoon oppa from ENHYPEN.” As I said Sunghoon oppa’s name they stopped smiling as they all stopped smiling before they looked at each other. “You’re gonna MC with a boy?” Beomgyu asked me as I stared at him with confusion “Of course I will be doing it with a boy. The Inkigayo MCs has always been boy and girl. Why would they change now??” I asked confused. They were back to being weird and now they will say *Y/N you can’t MC with a boy.* To me as I said Taehyun stood up as he said “Y/N you won’t MC with a boy. We won’t allow it.” He said with a serious face as I stood up and but angry at him “Why can’t I MC with a boy? It’s been like this for ages and Soobin oppa you say something! You are also a MC! You MC with Arin unnie to! Then what is wrong with me doing it with Sunghoon oppa!” I said raising my voice. It’s a good thing that the practice room is sound proof. “Y/N keep your voice low! We’re older then you!” I heard Kai say as I scoffed “I don’t get you all at all! Like instead of supporting me y’all are jealous at this small thing and that also just because I will be with a boy! And you all know him! He’s yours friend too! I don’t know why you all act like this whenever I talk with a boy or mention a boy. You either support me in this or just don’t talk about this. Because I will be doing my job as a MC whether you like it or not!” I said that as I stormed out of the practice room.

TxT POV

After Y/N’s last word she stormed out of the practice room while we all stayed quiet. We all were shocked because no matter how big of a argument there was Y/N always kept her voice low and calm around us or when talking to us. This was like the first time she raised her voice at us. We all were in our own worlds when Yeonjun spoke up “Did we go too far with our jealousy this time?” He asked quietly “I guess we did go to far. I mean we do know Sunghoon. I he won’t do something suspicious. Well I hope he doesn’t…” we heard Soobin agree with Yeonjun. “But what if he tries to take Y/N away from us! You know that we’re sane because of her! If she isn’t with us then I don’t know what I will do anymore!” Beomgyu practically screamed at us. “Beomgyu calm down for gods sake! If Hoon does try something suspicious then we won’t let it go but now what is more important is Y/N. She is probably upset with us!” Taehyun tried making Beomgyu understand. “Y/N won’t leave us,right?” We all heard Kai asking that slowly as we all looked at him “No Kai. She won’t leave us. We all will make sure she won’t now let’s go and find her. It will take some while to convince her.” Soobin answered Kai’s question as he stood up while making Kai stand up too. We all then went out of the room searching for Y/N. Getting out we asked some staffs about her whereabouts. They told us they saw her in the recording studio. Her personal one.

Y/N POV

After my outburst I just stormed out of the room and went straight to my recording studio. My own recording studio. I just sat on the chair as I played some songs to keep my mind of the things just happened. While the songs were playing in the background I just dozed of in my own world. As I was in my own world the door to the studio opened as I looked up. All five of them were coming in one by one as I signed “Look if you’re here to tell me again about how I should not be the MC then I don’t want to discuss about it. You can leave.” I said that as I put on my headphones again but before I could fully put them on I heard Yeonjun speaking “No…no Y/N we’re actually here to apologise. It was really immature of us to say that. You can MC.” I turned my chair around “Wait are you serious??? So you all agreed??? I mean even if you didn’t I was going to do that but it still feels great when I know I have your support.” I said that as I hugged Yeonjun oppa the others joining in the hug one by one.

TxT POV

*In Their minds* Y/N we didn’t want you to do this but it’s all because we want to see you happy. You’re the one who keeps us sane. You’re ours even tho you don’t know that!

#txt #txt yandere #txt beomgyu #txt taehyun #hueningkai #yeonjun #soobin #I had this in my drafts saved for a long time 🧍🏻‍♀️ #so I uploaded it now… #anyways #my fourth part is also done- #is already in my drafts-

[minho-hoho]

20:55

☾ GENRE ➝ yandere, drabble

☾ PAIRING ➝ yandere!soobin x gn!reader

☾ WARNING ➝ yandere behaviour, stalking, violence, mention of psychosis

☾ REQUESTED ➝ no

☾ WC ➝ 0.7k

☾ NOTE ➝ hmm, mediocre but, i wanted to post something before school starts again. apologies. hope it's still readable :(

MASTERLIST

barely conscious, spread out on the floor. you finally managed to slightly open your eyes. you were dizzy, your head was spinning. you were cold, so cold you shivered. you tried looking around but you couldn't see much except darkness.

you had no energy to move or to call out anyone, still, you tried muttering a sound, in hopes that someone would hear you.

you groaned, a sharp and intense pain shooting through your body, catching the attention of soobin, who was sitting not so far from you, observing you.

his face lit up as he saw you woken up. he had waited so long, and was glad to see you were “alright”.

a shy smile on his face he approached you, “you're finally awake, are you okay?” he asked, so innocently, his voice coated with fake concern.

your eyes darted towards soobin, it took you some time before recognising him, his face barely visible.

you regained some consciousness as you remembered who soobin was, and how you ended up with him.

after having set his eyes on you, he asked you out. you rejected him, of course. you had never talked to him in the past. you were weirded out by how he knew your name and he knew where you would be.

you felt a bit of pity seeing him sulk at your rejection, but you couldn't accept. he was too weird, you didn't want to put yourself in danger.

you went on with your day, trying to forget soobin. he however was going crazy. he couldn't handle the fact that you rejected him so casually. he needed you so bad, he had followed your every step until now, he knew every little habit of yours, he knew things about you that even you didn't know. he couldn't accept not being by your side.

drowning in his psychosis, he found you. it was an easy task to him now. as soon as he saw you, he couldn't help but fall in his obsession even deeper. but he needed you for himself, and soon.

soobin did something he didn't think he'd be able to, knowing how much love he had for you.

he took a crowbar, and hit you several times with it. mostly on your abdomen, though sometimes your limbs too.

he let himself go a little, wanting to take a little revenge. still feeling devastated by your “brutal” rejection. it didn't take you much for you to lose consciousness and black out. as soon as he saw you becoming limp, soobin stopped hitting you.

even though you were bloody, you were alive, ready for soobin to take home.

and that's how you ended up where you were right now. your stomach turned as you felt immense fear. your eyes trembled, and soobin took notice of that, his smile now fading away at the sight.

“why are you scared of me, y/n?” he whined.

he brought himself closer to you, brushing your hair with his finger. you tried moving away, but the pain your body was in was too big for you to get away from him.

soobin noticed your aversion to him, and it upset him. not understanding how you couldn't see how you and him being together was destiny's work.

he sighed grabbing your hand, which you tried to remove from his. he sent you the darkest glare before holding your hand tighter.

“you might not understand now, but you will in the future.” he took a pause to caress your knuckles. “you and i, my dear, are made for each other. our meeting was purely destiny, but you can't seem to grasp that yet.” he shook his head in disapproval. “i love you, and you will learn to love me back.”

his words disgusted you, you wanted to cry, scream and shout. you couldn't wrap your head around how you found yourself in such a situation.

“but y/n, be quick. if you don't love me by yourself, i will make you. not matter what, you will love me. just as much as i do.” his tone darkened as he threatened you.

your eyes met his. his seriousness, coldness showed. it scared you, so much so that a few steaming tears spilled from your eyes onto the cold floor.

soobin put his hand on your cheeks, wiping your tears away, cooing at your behaviour.

“don't cry my dear, i'll make you the happiest person on this earth.”

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[sunflwryu]

warning: yandere | not requested

memory

it's laughable, truly.

beomgyu stands up, his hands snug in the pockets of his dress pants confidently, commanding all the wait staff to look at him. he doesn't say anything, letting the silence speak for itself as he saunters over to the bar counter, hitting the marble surface with the palm of his hand. "give me a bottle of my favorite wine, please," he says curtly, and the bartender nervously grabs the bottle and places it alongside a glass, swallowing hard.

he nods to the lady before taking the bottle and glass back to his seat, his footsteps the only sound amidst the empty restaurant that he rented out just for his date with you, just to be alone with you. his expression is solemn, but his inner thoughts scream amusement as he watches them cower, still frozen in place, as they should be.

"let me ask again, who fucking said it?"

nobody says a word. they're all afraid, alright, shaking like leaves that could fly away easily in the wind. it's rather annoying how the person who insulted his beloved isn't speaking up, but it's understandable. he's a pretty scary man, but apparently, not scary enough to make that person come forward, whoever it was.

he methodically opens the bottle with ease, slowly, elegantly pouring the contents in the glass before setting both down with an unmatched composure, looking around once more with narrowed eyes. "i'm not going to ask again—"

"...i'm back, hubby! why did you open a bottle without me? you know i didn't mean to take too long..."

his attention is torn away from the crowd to you instantly like a magnet at the sound of your beautiful voice, his eyes twinkling in adoration and warmth as you walk over to him, pressing a sweet kiss to his cheek in greeting before sliding into the seat next to him. he proudly returns it, glowering at the uncomfortable expressions of the wait staff behind you as he slings an arm around your waist, pulling you closer still.

you're his now, and that's all that matters. he can take care of the trash later, but for now, he turns to you, a smug smile playing at his lips, offering the glass to you as well.

as you take the glass and raise it to your lips, he peers past you, past you at the manager, eyes wide with doom and fear when he does, locking the male's gaze with his. the corners of beomgyu's mouth stretching into a confident smirk as he speaks darkly in response to your question, never looking away once, never letting the pitiful guy pull away for even a single second.

"just wanted to pour a little bit out in memory of someone, that's all."

note: hey everyone, it's been a while! finally i got back to writing another yandere txt work, or rather, any work at all, haha. there's not much to say but things have been busy, taxing, mentally draining, and my creativity kind of ran out thanks to all that. i also just wasn't satisfied with whatever i wrote, so i have been writing still but in small bursts, and i have tons of drafts that i've stopped halfway or something lol. i really do love to write and i want to do it more often, but it's not always easy. surprisingly though, i wrote this all in one sitting rather than editing one of my drafts lol. i hope you all like it. thank you for reading! my idea for this came out of melanie martinez's 'dead to me' song, i believe it's one of her older, unofficial songs? not sure.

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