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princelylove · 6 months

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Synopsis: In which Enrico Pucci has some thoughts on his situation.

Warnings: Directly quoting the bible, general yandere content, spoilers for part three + six

Enrico tapped his finger on his own arm, unsure of what to do.

Ever since he met you, he’s been distracted.

Two.

He thought of what was written for him- what could only be written with the intent for him to see- and only grew more frustrated with himself. What was he doing here? What was his plan? What was his goal?

“He must be someone who can control his desires. Someone without a lust for power, honor, wealth, or sexual gratification. He must be someone who puts the laws of God before the laws of humans. Will I, DIO, meet someone like this one day?”

‘What a disgusting display,’ he thought to himself. Everything he was doing in this moment, every single one of his feelings, was a plague. It was a disease upon his very nature, the man he must be, yet he persisted. His mind turned traitor.

Three.

Enrico often wondered what you were doing instead of handling the task at hand. He never understood Perla in his youth, despite supporting and loving most of her decisions. He had never been in love before. It seemed… silly. Frivolous. Like it was just something to pass the time, or something to keep humans from going extinct.

He would just say his feelings are fond. Affection is different from love. So is adoration, so is admiration. Enrico doesn’t know how to place his feelings for you.

Perhaps it was best to leave them unspoken.

Five.

He made a promise, once. A vow. His feelings on the matter are insignificant. He was to continue DIO’s plan- at all costs. He wasn’t feeling love, he was feeling lust- and he is no sinner.

Oh, if only he were that type of man. That isn’t the truth. Truthfully, he’s fine with sinning. Using the argument of sin against his wants was futile. It’s all just a means to an end. He would sin if he truly needed to- he has and Enrico will, again. His morals aren’t a part of this equation and, to be honest, they never will be.

He would have to find something else to discourage his thoughts of you.

Seven.

He thought of Psalm 23.

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.”

DIO was all he needed. It’s asinine to think otherwise.

“He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.”

Perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps this is what DIO wanted- to test him.

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.”

DIO has never led him astray. DIO has never failed him. Even in death.

“You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.”

Or perhaps this is exactly what his lord wanted for him. Something for good behavior- a reward for his loyalty. For his continuous struggle.

“Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.”

Yes- that’s exactly it. Of course it is. This is the little bit of indulgence Enrico will ever get in his entire life. It’s just puppy love. It’ll go away. Surely he just needs to embrace it, and it’ll leave him. His obsession-, no, his infatuation would eventually pass, as all infatuations do. He’s merely fixated on your beauty like any other would be. You’re like something in the Louvre- something to be admired from afar and never to really touch.

Eleven.

Love is not an option for Enrico Pucci. He only has one calling, and he loves Him like he loves God.

He will not have another- he cannot have another, regardless of the type of love, and the intensity. He has no family, as far as he’s concerned. He’s too old to have a crush.

He’s a failure to his Lord if he cannot meet the prerequisites set by Him. It was right there DIO’s diary- DIO needed someone who wouldn’t succumb to foolish urges such as love.

With DIO’s death, it’s too late for Him to bet on another player. Enrico must do what he has to do. In Heaven, he’ll find love. He’ll find you again in eternal paradise.

But admiration is not a hindrance. Appreciation isn’t going to get in his way.

Thirteen.

“Do you believe that I am able to do this?” He mutters, to no one in particular. The person it’s intended for has long since passed, but it’s almost as if the universe laughs in His place.

The thought does not comfort Enrico in the slightest.

Seventeen.

The sound of a disc being ejected from a cd player is the only sound you can make sense of. Your head feels as if it’s splitting in two, and your vision is getting blurry.

Enrico shushes you, both of his hands firm on your shoulders, slowly trailing down to your upper arms.

“Be not afraid.”

The whirr of the disc being ejected plays again, and you feel yourself losing consciousness.

“The thought to harm you hasn’t even crossed my mind.”

Nineteen.

#yandere enrico pucci #yandere part 6 #yandere jjba #yandere enrico pucci x reader

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yoshhii · 9 months

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╰► 𝐈 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔— yandere dio

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: dio can’t seem to get you out of his head, there’s only one way to fix this…

note: e/c = eye color h/c = hair color ‘italics’= your thoughts

𝐃𝐈𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐓 𝐁𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐑, reading one of the many books he had from his library. with nothing to entertain him he tapped his slender fingers on the now closed book. his mind once again focused on getting rid of the joestar bloodline. with jotaro and his “acquaintances” he noticed a particular person. that person seemed to be female standing at (height).

the joestars and their friends where such a headache, but you where quite different. oh how much he hated you. you where mearly a pest, an annoying fly that would come back when you would shoo it away, a cockroach that seemed to always live no matter how many times you try to kill it. just what where you doing with his enemies? he almost felt sorry that he will have to kill you as well. dio has felt like this for a long time, until he got the chance to take a good look at you, a certain someone has managed to sneak a picture while you weren’t looking.

you seemed rather pretty a nice figure with beautiful e/c orbs that glistened in the sunlight, your eyes were half lidded as a gentle smile appeared on your face. you seemed to be at peace and just enjoying your surroundings. your skin looked so soft and your h/c hair seemed to be greatly taken care of. dio would be lying if he said you didn’t look gorgeous.

what made you even better was when he heard that you and the joestars managed to defeat some of his servants. it was rather impressive and he wonders what kind of stand you possessed, but he knows it is no match for ‘the world’. the thought of him standing above you while you bled out in front of him was rather….arousing. how interesting, dio has never had thoughts like this before.

a week has passed and these thoughts had only gotten worse. he needed to get rid of them, he needed to do something, he needed you. everytime he saw you whether it be a picture or in the middle of the night, his heart skipped a beat. it was rather obvious dio has fallen in love with you. but this wasn’t your normal kind of love, he was obsessed.

how funny, someone as charming and powerful as him has fallen in love with a mere human as you. of course there where others that where strong too but they where nowhere near him, that’s another reason why he needed you by his side, was to protect you.

─ ✧ ✧ ✧ ─

you would be buying take out for yourself since there was no dinner. there was some food at the hotel you where staying at, but none of it looked satisfying to eat. kakyoin has asked if you needed assistance but you have assured him that you where fine. what a terrible mistake…if only you knew the consequences of grabbing some food by yourself. as you where walking down the sidewalk with your food in one hand it seemed rather…quiet. there where no cars driving or people around.

‘how strange’ you thought.

usually you would see a car or two pass by, not even a cricket was making a sound. but once again with a fanfic cliche, that was before everything went black.

you woke up feeling dizzy, your vision blurry and your head hurts…almost like something has hit you from there. wait where were you? you looked around only to find that the room was rather dark. the only source of light would be from the candles that hung around the room. you seemed to be lying on a king sized bed, there where even bookshelves around the walls. trying to comprehend what just happened you tried to get up only to be stopped by ankle cuffs.

“ i see that you are finally awake ” a voice says near you.

you looked by the door and see a rather tall man, with beautiful golden hair as his ruby red eyes stared into yours. you wanted to scream.

‘ what was happening? who is he? where is kakyoin and everyone else? ’

you tried to call out your stand only to find yourself being chocked the next second, feeling his long pointy nails gripping your neck.

‘ what the hell? ’ how was he suddenly in front of you?

“ i would normally kill someone such as yourself right now, but i am willing to spare you, so let us make a deal, hmm? ” the man’s smooth silky voice said in your ear.

“ you will do as i say and in return i will guarantee your safety, you mustn’t worry about jotaro or your friends i can assure you that they are perfectly fine. ”

struggling to breathe you managed to do a slight nod, he smirked in satisfaction and let you go.

“ one of my servants has prepared you new clothes, you will find them on the table stand next to you, i will see you soon love ” and with that he was gone.

many questions popped up in your head. ‘why would he call me love?? what did he know about jotaro? was he a friend of his?’

no that couldn’t be, it’s obvious he’s much more than that. ‘was he actually safe?’ but for now you can only hope that what the man said was true.

─ ✧ ✧ ✧ ─

minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days, days turned into weeks…just how long have you been here? you often wonder if you will ever escape always hoping that someone would just bust in and help you break free. but you learned that will never happen, being stuck here made you learn a lot of things.

you learned to always obey the man that kept you imprisoned in this mansion, dio. only talk when spoken too, stay by his side at all times unless told not too, be his perfect little pet. you hated being called that, it was like the woman y/n no longer existed and is now an obedient play toy. there where a few times where you almost escaped, so close to reaching that door of freedom but of course vanilla ice was there to stop you.

you screamed and thrashed to get out of his grip, only to be pushed in front of someone. carefully pulling yourself up, you slowly look up…recognizing the shoes of the man who put you here in the first place. dio let out a sigh. after all this time have you not learned anything? did you not see that everything he did was for you?

he was there to protect you and give you all your needs. he spared your life so you didn’t end up like the women he had previously eaten. he wouldn’t dare waste such a beauty like you, there may be times where he needed to give you a little….lesson…but it was out of love. dio excused vanilla ice and you would soon find yourself laying on a bed. no this couldn’t be happening…surely he’s not going to do what you think he is doing, is he?

the closer he got the more you wanted to scream, but you knew better. dio leaned down in front of you slowly rubbing his cold hands against your body, “ you know you really are so beautiful, “ he started, “ you truly are a precious gem, a beauty only one can be described as a goddess…but you know that beauty only lastes for so long, it slowly looses it’s spark, getting old, and eventually dies….you however….”

dio paused as he takes his left hand to reach something , “ i don’t want to ever lose you, you are mine and i wish to spend eternity with my darling. ”

a smile crept up his face as he brought something towards your cheek, but his smile seemed off, before you could say anything you felt immense pain. all you could see was a red liquid and feel the warmness of your blood dripping down your face. was…this…a mask?

he did it…dio finally did what he’s been waiting for, after all this time you would finally be with him forever. tears started to form in your eyes, this couldn’t be happening, this isn’t what you wanted. you wanted to live a normal life and grow old with the ones you loved, not this monster. all your hopes and dreams slowly faded away as you felt your nails grow longer, your skin drained of color and your precious e/c eyes turned a dark red.

─ ✧ ✧ ✧ ─

“ doesn’t this look nice my love ” dio said as he fixed your dress.

you where standing in front of a mirror, the same mirror that you use to get dressed like the many nights before. it was now dinner time, and you would walk with dio to the dining room.

“ of course it does dear ” you said as you forced a smile.

dio hummed in satisfaction, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist. it seemed you two where just standing in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s presence. before you could break the silence he lays his head on your shoulder.

“ i love you y/n ”, he whispered.

you tensed up, dio knew you hated responding, this was like a game to him, taunting you knowing you have no choice but to say it back. taking a short breath you once again reply,

“ i love you too “.

dio lifts up his head and turns you around, bringing a finger to your chin as he forces you to look up at him. he stares at you for a moment before slowly closing his eyes and leans in, you know what he wants, this was part of your little routine, so you know you have to do the same. the kiss lasted a little longer than usual, he must be feeling like that tonight, how disgusting.

before things go any farther he stops and suddenly walks away. of course, he didn’t see you as nothing more than a toy, only someone to cure his boredom. or was he simply teasing you knowing you’ll want more later?

you sighed as you look in the mirror once again. taking a good look at yourself, hair nicely done, nails freshly painted, and a beautiful (color) dress that stopped just before your knees…just how dio likes it.

this was your life now, obeying dio and giving him whatever he wishes. he always claims to love you but his definition of love was clearly different than what you know. he was so protective of you, no other man dared to look at you, even if you weren’t with him. if anything was bothering you he would get rid of it within seconds. if you needed anything, you would have it in your room the next day.

a new pair of clothes? already in your closet. need something else to spice up your skin care routine? you’ll find it by the bathroom sink. not feeling like yourself? you will find a plate of your favorite food and a bath that is ready for you. you once asked him if he had anything to do with it, he just let out a “tch” and denied it, it was an obvious lie.

it was strange to say but it was somewhat attractive. where you falling for him? you have to admit dio was not an average looking man. he was very handsome and a body some people would kill for. any woman would be blessed to have a husband like him.

…what?

did you just say husband? are you really falling for your kidnapper?….where you experiencing stockholm syndrome?

no. you would surely never fall for someone like that. this was simply your mind playing tricks on you.

deciding that you wasted enough time you start to walk towards the door. walking in a “lady” manner with your back straight and chin up, something dio has “trained” you to do. you soon reach the doors of the dining room knowing he was waiting on the other side.

perhaps things would be different if you weren’t stubborn and just accepted kakyoin’s offer, or just sucked it up and ate the dissatisfying food. how funny that something as simple as food led you into this curse.

as you start to open the door, you could only wonder what the future will hold.

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cookiesncreamlover17 · 9 months

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Yandere!Barry Allen x Reader

A Yandere Alphabet, Part 6/60 (In Alphabetical Order)

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(The Songs Under The Yandere Characters Are The Songs That They Remind Me Of. They’re Strictly Going To Be From Taylor Swift.)(Hugeeee Swifty, If You Couldn’t Tell)

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Sex, Cursing, Forced Contact, Hyperventilating, And Kidnap

🇺🇸Word Count🇺🇸: 1,588

👾Characters👾: 9,920

𝔸 - 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕀𝕥 𝔾𝕖𝕥?

Barry is TOTALLY a cuddle monster. He won’t only cuddle you, but would by you mountains of pillows, stuffed animals, chocolate, etc. He won’t ever let you refuse his offer.

𝔹 - 𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕪 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕠 𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry is the kind of guy who would use his vibrating hand trick (we saw him do on Damian) and just stop his hand in the middle of this persons chest. It feels extremely painful for the person, but it gets the job done fast. That’s how Barry likes it.

ℂ - ℂ𝕣𝕦𝕖𝕝𝕥𝕪, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕋𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝔸𝕓𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕. 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕄𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞?

Barry totally baby’s you from the start. Any reaction you have towards him is completely normal, at least he thinks so. He wouldn’t mock you, but if you did do something ‘stupid’ he’d try and talk ‘sense’ into you.

𝔻 - 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝔸𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝔸𝕓𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔻𝕠 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔸𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕝?

He would probably try and get you to socialize with his Justice League friends. He isn’t really jealous when it comes to them, so as long as you talk to only HIS friends, he doesn’t really care. But if you become scared he’ll try and have the most gentle one of them ( cough, superman, cough) talk to you the most.

𝔼 - 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕕, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕆𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕍𝕦𝕝𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry totally coddles you, and he’ll rip his heart out to you and bare all of his feelings. Though, he never burdens you with the bad ones. He is super vulnerable and has no shame whatsoever.

𝔽 - 𝔽𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕀𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜?

Barry totally understands. You’re scared, but, in his mind, you’ll pass the ‘faze’. The only thing he’ll get more worried about is you purposely or accidentally hurting yourself. You mean so much to him, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if something happened to you.

𝔾 - 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕀𝕤 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝔸 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪 𝕎𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕣𝕪 𝕋𝕠 𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖?

This is not a game. I repeat, this is not a game. He loves you so much! And to believe that you think of this, of him, as a game, crushes his soul more than anything! You leaving him is the worst thing ever! It is not a game, and you will not make a habit out of it.

ℍ - ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝔹𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞?

He may or may not have killed someone who was ‘getting in the way’ of your ‘relationship’, in front of you. He understands that it scared you, but theirs no harm in that when you may or may not have that part of your memory erased (blame Cyborg).

𝕀 - 𝕀𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕤, 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕗 𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕀𝕟 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝔽𝕠𝕣/𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry kind of once you guys to live in a fairytale. Raise a beautiful kid. Fall in love. And have a happy ending. He wants you guys to live like a normal couple. Going to work together (witch strict supervision), shop together, get married, have kids, etc.

𝕁 - 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕪, 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤? 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕃𝕒𝕤𝕙 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕣 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝔸 𝕎𝕒𝕪 𝕋𝕠 ℂ𝕠𝕡𝕖?

Barry would get jealous on very rare occasions. It would take A LOT to get him riled up. This person would have to be touching you while talking to you. And it had to be in a very inappropriate spot. If that’s the case, Barry will steal you away for a ‘quick’ second. He takes you home and makes sure you don’t ever return to that place again. Though, he does give that man a very excruciating death.

𝕂 - 𝕂𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔸𝕔𝕥 𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕣 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

As I’ve said before, Barry is a literal cuddle monster. He’ll sit with you on his lap and will not let you leave. He especially gets smiley when you fall asleep on him with about fifty stuffed animals surrounding you two.

𝕃 - 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕃𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔾𝕠 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕣 𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

When he first meets you, you were probably working together. He probably took a very serious liking to you when you both began to share your love for certain things. And eventually he had asked you on a date and his confessed his love to you.

𝕄 - 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕜, 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕖 ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕒𝕪 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔸𝕔𝕥 𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝔼𝕝𝕤𝕖?

Barry is one of the softest people on the Justice league, but he doesn’t show physical affection as much as he does towards you. But none the less, he still a big softy in general.

ℕ - ℕ𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℙ𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

If you were being bad he’s probably try and talk ‘sense’ into you. He’s try and convince you that it wouldn’t end pretty if you were to do something irreversible. If you still didn’t listen he’d probably knock you out and tie you to the bed/chair till he can trust you more.

𝕆 - 𝕆𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕪 ℝ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝔸𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Since he doesn’t really take away your freedom, he expects you to give him the one thing he wants. Attention and affection. Personal space is no longer a thing in his world, and you will HAVE to live like that.

ℙ - ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, ℍ𝕠𝕨 ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry isn’t really patient. He wants you to love him sooner than later, so he feels like in order to get there, he needs to MAKE you love him in every shape, way, and form.

ℚ - ℚ𝕦𝕚𝕥, 𝕀𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕚𝕖𝕤, 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕤, 𝕆𝕣 𝕊𝕦𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕤, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕖 𝔸𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕄𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕆𝕟?

If you die, Barry defiantly can bring you back. He’s a member of the Justice League and has all the ties to bring you back. If you escape, I promise you will not get far. With Barry’s super speed you couldn’t get away from him, like ever.

ℝ - ℝ𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝔾𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕪 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝔸𝕓𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘? 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔾𝕠?

Barry deeply wants to think that what he’s doing is right, but he knows that it’s not. He did few guilty when you first woke up and started hyperventilating because of how scared you were. Though, he tried to explain to you that this is why you need him. To make sure you’re cared for. So, he ultimately wouldn’t let you go.

𝕊 - 𝕊𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕞𝕒, 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕆𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞 (ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕, ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕪, 𝔼𝕥𝕔)?

After Barry lost his mother, he swore that he wouldn’t let his future wife leave him. Sure, you two weren’t married, but Barry was certain that you too were destined to marry and spend the rest of your life together.

𝕋 - 𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕊𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕊𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞, ℂ𝕣𝕪, 𝔸𝕟𝕕/𝕆𝕣 𝕀𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤?

If you were to scream at him, he’d come over to you and bury your head into his chest to muffle your noises. You shouldn’t have to scream at him just to show how upset you are. If you cry he’ll always cuddle you and sit you on his lap gently bouncing you up and down as well as rocking you back and forth. If you isolate yourself he’ll drag you outside of your room and cuddle you and apologize till you tell him why you’re hiding yourself away.

𝕌 - 𝕌𝕟𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔻𝕠 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕔 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖?

Barry super speed makes you unable to escape him. Unless you kill him, which I doubt you would do. Though, he can also use his speed as a good thing. If you two have sex together he can make his dick and/or fingers vibrate. He can also bring you whatever you want, whenever you want!

𝕍 -𝕍𝕚𝕔𝕖: 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕚𝕥 𝕀𝕟 𝕆𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕠 𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖?

As I’ve said before, Barry’s speed makes it impossible to escape him. The only true way you can get away from him is killing him fast. Maybe while his back is turn or while he’s sleeping.

𝕎 - 𝕎𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝔼𝕟𝕕, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 ℍ𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry would never hurt you. Not physical or mental. His guilt would eat him alive, and he could never live with himself.

𝕏 - 𝕏𝕠𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕆𝕣 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘? 𝕋𝕠 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔾𝕠 𝕋𝕠 𝕎𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣?

Barry is literally your biggest fan. He gets really awkward when it comes to praise, but he would literally do anything for you. He thinks of himself as hero, obviously, and he expects you to be as clingy to him as he is to you.

𝕐 - 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℙ𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕊𝕟𝕒𝕡?

Barry defiantly could snap, but he has enough self-control to give you time till he takes you. I’d say after three months he’ll convince you to move in with him, and if you refuse he’ll just take you later that night.

ℤ - ℤ𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕙, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

He would never break you. If he accidentally broke you, expect to wake up with no memory’s and entirely different life.

Written: Monday, September 4, 2023

#Yandere Barry Allen #Yandere Flash #Yandere Alphabet #Part 6/60 #A #B #C #D #E #F #G #H #I #J #K #L #M #N #O #P #Q #R #S #T #U #V #W #X #Y #Z

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bygiornogiovanna · 10 months

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Idea. Yandere Jolyne x male reader who's Kakyoin's son and are childhood friends and they also have a daughter together who is still a newborn. But he leaves Jolyne as he doesn't trust her with there daughter. But Jolyne finds them and says "Yare Yare Dawa. I don't want to leave her family like my old man did to me and my mom." And takes reader away. Also this is in 2017 5 years after part 6 ended and Kakyoin dies to Pucci so Pucci would die to Jotaro so Kakyoin's son is also still depressed about his dad's death which is why him and Jolyne hook up to try and make him happy but it doesn't work. Just wanted to clarify that. So seems like a lot to work with but I think you can something good out of this.

This is an interesting idea. I like it. Let's see how well I can do. First time writing a x male fic, i think.

Tell me if i missed any detail! (I hope I didn't lol)

happy (almost) 500 followers!

apologize it took so long.

Won't get away

(Yandere! Jolyne x Male reader)

It all started 5 years ago.

Jotaro and Kakyoin, as well as their children, were fighting against the priest that tried to finish what Dio started.

It was a tough fight, the time speeding so fast was confusing. Weeks passed with every minute and they had no time to waste. If they didn't stop Pucci, Dio's dream would come true.

"Emerald Splash!" Kakyoin screamed, directing his Hierophant Green in attempt to distract Pucci, who was getting awfully close to Jolyne. It worked, the priest's attention now on him, creating the perfect bait for the start of their plan.

"Star Platinum! The World!" Jotaro yelled and time stopped. Nothing was moving anymore, but Jotaro knew he had only a few seconds to do something or the battle would be over. He had to move and do something, anything now.

7 seconds left.

Before he could reach Pucci and snap his neck, Jotaro noticed something horrifying.

Both Kakyoin and Jolyne were in danger.

Kakyoin was surrounded by hundreds of knives that would stab his insides the very second time would start again. Exactly the same position he was in 23 years ago, when he battled Dio.

5 seconds left.

And his daughter had Pucci right beside her, his fist an inch away from piercing her stomach.

For the first time in his life, Jotaro was terrified.

Life put him in the position of choosing whether to save his life-long bestfriend, taking the risk of ending the world or save his daughter and bring this hell to an end.

His heart was racing in his chest, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

4 seconds left.

His eyes darted to Kakyoin, all the memories of what they went through flashing in his mind.

They moved to his son, who was standing there frozen as everyone else. He would hate him forever.

3 seconds left.

You can't do good without sacrifices.

He learned that long ago, after losing two of his other friends.

With pain in his heart, Jotaro made his decision. He dashed to Pucci and pushed him away from Jolyne, his punches letting all his fury out.

"Time starts moving again." He whispered and everything resumed. The injured priest was thrown away at an insane speed, landing straight into a building with a fatal injury.

At the same time, Kakyoin was pierced by the knifes, falling helplessly onto the ground. As soon as Jolyne realised what happened, she called out her stand into an useless attempt of saving the red haired man.

However, it was too late.

Both Kakyoin and Pucci died, proof being the disappearance of their stands. Time moved at a normal speed again, minutes passing correctly, while the emeralds left by Noriaki vanished.

"Dad!" An awful scream made its way out of your lungs, tears flooding your eyes at the realization. You ran to your father's lifeless body, shaking him. "Please, dad, no! Don't leave me too!"

Jotaro felt his usually stoic heart crumble into pieces at the sound so he looked in other direction, far away to the ocean. His breathing was heavy, both because of the injuries and the guilt he felt.

There was nothing he could do anymore.

Ever since that day, you fell into a sever depression. You were constantly thinking about your father and why did the universe decide it should take him from you.

You couldn't blame Jotaro for choosing to save the world over saving your father. It was the right decision. But you also couldn't get over the fact that the only person you had left disappeared.

You looked like a mess every day and even if you had a job, you couldn't say your life was good. Your only social contact outside your work zone was Jolyne and you honestly couldn't say it was good.

Her emerald eyes were a constant reminder of your dad's stand, which made your heart break every time.

Jolyne was desperate. She had no clue what to do with you. Most considered you were a lost cause, but she didn't want to give up on you. She refused to. You two grew up togheter, she could not give you up.

It broke her heart. Seeing you like this made her want to cry out.

She tried talking you into therapy, but you refused to cooperate.

"Come on, it's been years, Y/N. You have to stop drinking your pain away, you are ruining yourself! Your dad would hate seeing you like this!" she said, shaking you. When you were not at work, you would drown yourself in alcohol, being your only escape.

"Stop."

"It's true! Mr. Noriaki would hate seeing how you destroy yourself every day, he-" she wanted to scold you again, but you suddenly yelled–

"Stop talking about him as if you know anything! It's only your fault anyway!"

Jolyne took a step back at your outburst. She knew you didn't mean it, but with the way your eyes held a deep hatred...Her heart ache.

"Yare yare dawa..." she shook her head, biting the inner part of her lip anxiously. You took drunk steps towards her, your much taller frame covering hers. "You have no idea what you're saying, let's get you to bed." the girl murmured, going to take your hand but you jerked away from her, almost falling before you were able to brace yourself.

"I'm t-tired of everyone acting like the-y kn...knew my father! I'm the only one th-at " you stumbled upon your words. "I'm just f-fine with how I live."

"Whatever you say." she took your arm successfully this time and dragged you to your room. You were trying to get away from her grip, but she refused to let go, throwing you onto the bed easily because of your drunk self.

The next day, you couldn't remember anything from that night. The only thing you remembered was that her lips met yours to shut you up and, from then...Blank. Everything was blank.

When you opened your eyes, you certainly didn't expect to see Jolyne laying next to you....naked. You looked around the room, the bright light burning your eyes. This was your room, there was no doubt. So why was Jolyne naked?

You knew she had a habit to sleep in her lingerie, but that didn't explain why you were also naked. It couldn't be that, could it?

However, the ache on your broad shoulders going all the way to your lower back, the way her neck was covered in small bite marks and hickeys, along with the ripped sheets beneath her, proved you wrong. That it could be.

You and your childhood best friend, Jolyne Cujoh, just had sex. And from the unseenable condom, it was unprotected.

No words were spoken between the two of you as Jolyne muttered a small 'Yare yare dawa' when she first got up. And she just left in silence, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Even if it wasn't the right thing to do, you completely cut off every single way she could contact you. Blocking her number and all of her social medias, even her father's and her friends', you even went as far as changing the locks in your home, you ignored her existence as if she never existed in the first place. Not even knowing about the growing baby in her belly.

And, that didn't go unnoticed by the young female.

The woman wasn't patient as this trait didn't run in her family. She tried everything, even broke into your home, which almost made you get you a restraining order.

That, until you saw the loose skin on her belly, decorated with stretch marks. Which could indicate only one thing. A previous pregnancy.

"Where is the child, Jolyne?" you asked coldly as the woman glared at you with bright green eyes.

"She is in the car with Ermes. Now, you will come with me, get your life back together and raise that damn child!" she hissed at you with a stern and determinated look on her face.

"No. The child comes with me, I don't trust you with her. Not after what ha-" you were about to say but suddenly, a bright blue string wrapped around your mouth multiple times, shutting you up.

"Don't you dare finish that fucking sentence. Don't blame my father for your father's death." Jolyne spoke angrily with a twisted look in her eyes.

You whined in protest, summoning your stand to try and fight back but the string around your mouth only tightened. She was undeniably stronger than you so you retreated your stand immediately.

"Yare yare dawa..." she clicked her tongue annoyed. "I don't want her to have an incomplete family as I did. You won't leave like my old man did to me. Under no circumstances will I allow that." the crazy tone that lingered in her voice made you shiver as you never saw Jolyne so determined.

"You will be with me. End of the discussion. Willingly or not, you are mine."

And after that, everything went blank.

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dollface-yandere · 1 year

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"piss off your parents."

yandere! narciso anasui x reader

warning; yandere themes/possessiveness, manipulating, implied murder/death (not of the reader), obsessive love, gender neutral reader lolll, but probably ooc

prompt ; anasui urges you to run away with him after a fight with your parents.

note; my tumblr started glitching out really badly halfway through this. i apologize for any problems within the story!

it was midnight, and your parents were both asleep. three hours before now, you found yourself slapped across the face by your mother and your father's disapproving glare piercing you like a bullet.

both of them met anasui. they didn't like him when you described your newly boyfriend to them months ago, and you thought that if they just met, maybe their views would change, and they'd see he wasn't as possessive or crazy as they said. loud voices echoed in the dining room. anasui and your parents didn't get along at all; his opinions were much different his. they disagreed with every single one of his views, and he disagreed with theirs. the dinner table shook while anasui slammed his hands on the table and walked out of the door, and you chased after him, ignoring your parent's protesting. the same hands were wrapped around your wrists and pulling you closer to him.

"my dear, you can't live like this! you don't realize how terrible your parents are." anasui's words stung you. it hurt to hear him badmouth your parents to your face. you truly loved your parents, but you just didn't understand what was so bad about anasui. his hands stroked your hair, and your tears wet his shoulder through his clothes.

between crying and gasps for air, you managed to speak, "i can't! i love them!" anasui's chin rested on your head, and you could feel him nod in response to your words. "i understand, fully, i promise you, but can't you see? they don't you to be happy." it made sense, but at the same time, it didn't. your parents truly were trying to protect you. every time the listened to you rant about how much you loved your pink-haired boyfriend, their faces turned angry and scolded you, yelling at you to listen to yourself. they called him creepy and possessive, but you knew who you dated. you knew him better than they did, and they just didn't see how happy you were with him.

anasui almost roughly grabbed your shoulders, and pushed you in front of him. "don't you love me, too? i want to be with you, so bad. your essence is the reason i wish to live. i need you badly, more than i need air. i may as well belong to you, and you only you. i don't care how much your parents hate me, i'd rather be the enemy of the world, than live without you."

faux tears pooled in the corner of his eyes. anasui pulled you closer, and bent over to kiss your lips like it was the last thing he'd ever do. the genuine tears on your cheek seemed to mix with his own. you stopped kissing him, pulling away from him. before you could speak.

"are you satisfied with your parents not wanting you to be happy?" anasui's eyes felt piercing, like freshly sharpened knifes. the thought of your parents not wanting you to be happy was absolutely discontering. anasui was the perfect boyfriend. every night you spent together, he promised he'd do anything just to be with you.

you fidgeted anxiously with trembling hands underneath his cold glare. now, the thought of being without from anasui wouldn't cross your mind. of course, it wouldn't never cross his mind, either. "why don't you run away from them? i'll always love you, more than your parents could ever dream of!"

he reached for your hands again, but you swatted them away and turned. how to choose? it was either be with anasui, or be with your parents. "i can't make them upset! it'll piss them off.." it wasn't a lie. they'd probably disown you if you chose to be with anasui.

"my love, piss off your parents, then. it won't make them understand how in love i am, and i can't imagine a world without you."

there you stood in your bedroom, quietly sobbing on your bed. anasui rubbed your shoulder to comfort you while he tossed random items around your room into the half-packed suitcase next to you. only some of the clothes that you really liked were packed inside. anasui told you not to bother with packing all of your clothing; he claimed he would buy his love any piece they wanted. it was 1AM now. both of your parents were asleep while you and your boyfriend snuck out of the house. he carried your bags while you followed behind him. it was weird that he knew to avoid every floorboard that creaked, when you only snuck him in through your bedroom window.

the thought that your parents may have been right about anasui would only cross your mind a few days later while you sat on on the chairs reading some book when he left to run an errand at such a late hour.

"'sui.. it's 11PM. why'd you decide to go to the store now?" your words were met with a low, yet, seemingly cheerful, bit of laughter when anasui's words followed, "i forgot to get the stuff for breakfast for tomorrow morning when i went the other day. is there anything in particular you'd like while i'm there?" anasui smiled while you looked up at him. he ignored your requests to come with him, saying that he wanted to surprise you with the breakfast. which, was unusual. he usually just made your favorite.

fifteen minutes later, you found yourself staring into your phone screen. your notifications were almost all missed calls from both your mother and father. waves of guilt crashed over you. it was painful to see they tried to contact you multiple times. anasui insisted you don't leave a goodbye note, saying that cutting off people meant no goodbyes. they couldn't call the cops since you were grown enough to live on your own. your index finger hovered over the call button on your mom's contact; hesitantly, you began to press the little blue phone icon under the contact "Mom".

"i'm back!" anasui's loud but unusually tranquil voice seemed to echo through the doorway. your finger was fast to click the side button on the phone, and the screen went dark as he walked through, two bags in one hand while he rushed to put the other on your shoulder.

looking back up at him with a smile on your face, you moved up a little to meet his lips. the phone was flat facing down on your thigh, as to not draw suspicion from anasui. sure, it seemed weird, but if he'd be upset if he found out you were trying to communicate with your mother.

"let's go to bed, my love."

anasui's grasp around your waist was firm, but you managed to slip from his touch. the bathroom floor was cold under your bare feet, and the air conditioning wasn't helpful, either. cold air blew onto the uncovered skin on your back, while your fingers shakily went back into your contacts to click on your mom. the picture of the three of you in the contact photo was saddening. you missed your father and mother more than anything.

but.. no. anasui said it was normal to miss people after cutting them off. he always encouraged you not to check in with them after you left. but anasui wasn't here right now. you hesitantly lowered your finger and pressed the 'call' button.

it was weird, though, because there was a ringing coming from the bedroom. inevitably, you could hear creaking and the muffled sound of your mother's ringtone, followed by footsteps approaching the bathroom. panicking, you reached your arm to turn the lock on the bathroom door.

even though you knew anasui was outside the door, he didn't speak a single word. loud knocks could be heard from your side of the door. knocks turned into twisting the doorknob, but he could only find that it was locked. a long sigh was heard on the other side. you went to touch the doorknob, but something felt wrong with it.

15 seconds later, pieces of the doorknob flew to the side while you scrambled into the corner of the bathroom, sitting with your knees to your chest with your arms shielding your face from him. the door was pushed open, and your boyfriend stepped into the room. his hair was messy, and pink strands flew in front of his face.

"sorry, my love.. i didn't mean to scare you like that." anasui's hand found it's way to your face, caressing your cheek while he crouched down to your level. his other arm wrapped around you tightly. "now, why were you trying to call your mother?"

anasui squeezed your shoulders while you sputtered out a series of incoherent bursts, of only apologies for doing this. a frown spread across your boyfriend's face, and he sighed. usually when anasui was mad, the atmosphere was tense and his voice would be loud and booming. but now, your mind raced while everything else felt slow. your boyfriend's voice was calm. anasui stood from his spot on the floor, and bent down to pick you up. he wasn't ever this rough while he carried you.

"let's just go to bed."

note ; this is probably ooc i'm really sorry 😭 please forgive me, my next writing won't be so rushed!!

#df y fic #yandere anasui #narciso anasui x reader #anasui x reader #jojo yandere #part 6 jojo #jjba x reader #stone ocean anasui #narciso anasui #anasui narciso #non-jail au #dollface-yandere

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iku3 · 13 days

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` ੈ˚ ★ MASTERLIST

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outcasting101 · 1 year

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My Jojo Yandere Adventure

OH. MY. GAUD. I did it again.

I don't know my Yandere well enough...

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"I'm in danger"

SEND HELP PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

#jojo bizarre adventure #jojo part 6 #jojo part 5 #jojo part 4 #jojo part 3 #jojo part 2 #jojo part 1 #yandere jjba #yandere gift #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere headcannons #randomizer #jojo fan #for fun #I'm in danger

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ericshoney · 3 months

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Picture Perfect ~ Part 6

Three weeks. It has been three weeks since Juyeon kidnapped you. Three weeks since you went outside. Three weeks since you looked at a phone. Three weeks you've been stuck with a crazy, obsessed man. You had been able to walk freely around the house, however all the doors and windows were locked.

It was hard at first, not being able to see family or other friends, but Juyeon somehow turned out truly sweet. It was unbelievable to look at. You knew before he took you he was a kind guy, but you thought that was just an act for you to fall for, but now, he was a gentleman. He just wouldn't let you outside the house.

And with being locked in one place, seeing the same person everyday, it seemed nice, simple and you felt loved. A small part of your brain was screaming at you, telling you he's manipulating you, but a much bigger part was telling you it was okay to accept it.

Juyeon would go out shopping, buy all your favourite things, cute little gifts and so much more. You were slowly forgetting he had kidnapped you for his own sake. You slowly learnt that if you behaved, Juyeon was happy and wouldn't shout. He also promised that if a month rolled round and you weren't trouble, he'd take you out.

"I'm home!"

Those words broke you out of the book you were reading. You looked up from the sofa and saw Juyeon walk in with a take-away bag. He smiled, coming over to kiss you on the forehead.

"Hello my angel." He said sweetly.

"Hi." You replied softly.

"I got food, come eat." He said, walking to the kitchen.

You placed a bookmark into the book before following the man into the small kitchen. He had already dished up the food, placing it on the dining table you share. He pulled out your chair, letting you sit before he did.

"Did you have a good day, love?" Juyeon asked as you slowly started eating.

"Yeah, it was relaxing I guess." You answered.

"I'm sorry I wasn't home, I had a job." He apologised, holding your hand.

"It's okay I understand." You replied.

Juyeon smiled as you both ate dinner, before returning to the living room. Juyeon sat down, pulling you onto his lap. You straddled his lap, both legs either side of his.

"Your so beautiful~" He whispered, brushing a few hairs away from your face.

"Tha...Thank you." You mumbled, a faint blush rising to your cheeks.

Juyeon smiled again, his hands softly grazing over your body, his touch was hot when it hit your skin. You felt a spark you never had before.

"I want to do so many things to your body, sweetheart~"

You suddenly felt a wave of power, you giggled and leaned closer to the man.

"Then do them. I want you Lee Juyeon. I...I love you." You confessed.

Juyeon looked at you in shock, but also joy. He kissed you deeply, holding you tightly. Happy his plan had worked so well, so easily. Juyeon knew he had you right where he wanted you and you were so accepting of it all.

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yanderememes · 2 years

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I’m reading through the Stone Ocean manga and got to the part where it’s revealed that Pucci counts in prime numbers to calm himself down, and I just think that’s so cute (he is honestly really growing on me).

It makes me wonder if he counts in prime numbers when darling is unknowingly tempting or teasing him. Gotta protect those vows of celibacy, y’know. The numbers will give him strength.

OMG NOOO CUZ ANON, THIS REMINDS ME OF THE HUNCHBACK OF NOTRE DAME AND I FUCKING LOVE THAT MOVIE

Like, imagine... Pucci is a priest where he's sworn not to engage in any sexual activities. However, when he sees darling, he can't help but have naughty thoughts of them. He knows it's wrong. But he can't help it.

Yan Pucci would be the type who's always in a dilemma between choosing to be faithful to God or to succumb to his innate human desires. Pucci tries to calm himself via counting prime numbers but eventually they stop working for him.

I imagine him to be like Frollo from hunchback of notre dame where instead of admitting he has feelings for darling, he gets everyone to believe darling is a witch.

Pucci, being the beloved priest everyone adores, believes him and starts their witch-hunt on darling. But this is nothing but part of pucci's plan to isolate darling where darling will have no choice but to rely on him.

Pucci offers darling a choice: be his or burn at the stake.

#ask #anonymous #yandere #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere jjba #yandere jojo x reader #part 6 stone ocean #pucci x reader #enrico pucci #Yandere pucci

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yanderefangirl · 6 months

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#jojo bizarre adventure #yandere #yandere filter #yandere jojo #yandere weather report #yandere jojo part 6

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localsimp4moms · 1 year

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The Tin Man (Preview)

Weather Report x Herbalist! Reader

A preview for part 1!

Water leaking on the ground as it spills itself over the lip of the wooden tub. Woollen fabric rubbed against itself in an attempt to remove the green staining from it, light slowly dimming as once bright blue skies became painted with pinks and gold.

The cooing sounds of birds accompany the sloshing of the dirty water, the day's excitements coming to a close. Young children making their way down cobbled paths, the echo of shoed feet and youthful giggles forces anyone to have a smile upon their face.

Perhaps it is time you call it a day too…

Peering up to the sky that slowly is lulling itself to sleep, you simply nod. Showing your gratitude for today's productivity. Slowly pulling the still stained fabric from the cold water, you raise it above your head. The added weight from residing water causes one to stumble at the slight shock. Though now began the process of drying the fabric, folding it over on itself the irritating fabric working itself on your skin.

Pulling it taught, the sound of brubbleing of releasing itself from its captor. The dirt path blow soaks itself, converting from a light brown, lightly dusted to one of deep colour, fresh, losing its slickly top coating of ash like substance.

Though the final moments of today's relaxation came to an abrupt end. Light feet smashing themselves down upon the narrow path to your small cottage. The smacking of leaves upon thick clothing, uneven breathing - panting.

Then the sudden plea from the voice of a young boy- “Y-Y/N!”

The sudden call of your own name caused you to jump, though peering from behind the sheet one is met by a red faced child. Sweat running down his face as he hunches, desperate to gain a breath. A mess of brown curls obscuring his water filled eyes as he gags on his words.

“Hurt- H-he! Help! P… Please!” A gurgle of words escaping the young boy's mouth before he desperately reaches for your sleeves, pleading.

An expression of confusion contorted on your face as the child continues to pull at your sleeves.

“Wait, slow down a moment child. Take a breath.” You speak crouching down, placing the white linen into the bucket, getting eye level with your new companion. A slight smile upon your face as you pat his head, an attempt to slow his hitched breaths.

It took a few moments before he had composed his breathing so he could formulate a full sentence and not just one of jittering words. “A-a man! He is hurt! You are the closest thing to a doctor! You have to help- he’s bleeding!”

It may have been a spear of moment thing, but you did not ask for more information about the injuries, simply telling the young boy to wait whilst you got a few necessities, generic things to treat cuts.

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A pebble tumbles down the slope, kicking up dirt and leaves as it barrels down. Gasps for breath are the only sound throughout the woods baring the snapping twigs under a weighted body.

“Keep going straight Y/N! He was just through there!” A small arm presented itself into your view as a concerned voice continued “Once you see him- I’ll- I’ll go back to the village! I’ll get- dad- Yeah dad! He will get the doctor!”

Pushing past low rose brambles that tour at your feet, you are met with a clearing, a small empty space, the song of a bird still alive here despite only a few minutes of the day left. Looking, eyes darting to find this injured man, one is met with a strange blue object in the distance

Bright red crimson ran down his palm, the thick liquid glissoning in the fleeting light of the sun. The gash oozing more of the metallic smelling liquid as he forms a fist close to his lips.

Ice blue eyes lock with yours; something lacking in their depth. Almost inhuman.

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I am still yet to proof read this! I just I want to get a lil preview out!

#jjba self insert #yandere jjba #jjba yandere #jojos #jojo bizarre adventure #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba #jjba part six #jjba part 6 #jojos part 6 #weather report #jjba weather report #jojos weather report #yandere weather report #jjba au #jojos au #jojo x you #jojo x reader #jjba x reader

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ijwrff · 10 months

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Prisoner-Part 6

I was planning to do this next part so much sooner than I did XD

I also focused entirely on Anti in this one. I wanted to do at least one good part showing his soft side. Next part will involve both Anti and Dark together. I may have. Forgot a lot of what I wrote back when I started this, so I forgot I promised more Dark in this chapter until it was too late ^^;;;

So!

Tags: @thattiredanimator1t0mblr @serenitydusk @viciouslyyearning

Word Count: 1,143

After the incident with Marvin, Anti refused to leave his room. Making sure you stayed right there with him the whole time. Your heartbeat spiked during the altercation, but seeing Anti gulf down his food with bits and pieces over his face made you let out a laugh. He looked up, still chewing with food on his face.

“What?” He tried to say, but realized his mouth was full. He did realize it, but he also didn’t care. Anti wasn’t a demon to care what other people thought of him. Except…that didn’t seem to be the case with you. He tiptoed around you, but it also seemed like he wasn’t used to having to do that. It was odd…it made you question a lot.

You shook all those thoughts off, “Nothing. You just. Have food on your face.” It made you giggle a little bit when he rubbed a couple pieces off, but there was still a lot left. He didn’t even stop eating, instead just going right back to scarfing down all of his food. This time you waited until he was done eating.

“Here…” You picked up a napkin, and leaned forward to help him get the food off his face but he flinched back with a growl and mixture of fear and anger on his face. Although brief, that moment of fear would stick in your mind. “I’m…I’m sorry. I didn’t…” You wanted to say you didn’t mean to startle him, but he cut you off.

He scoffed, and even you could tell he was hiding his true feelings behind his words, “I’m not a damn baby, I can wipe my own face.” He yanked the napkin out of your hand, effectively tearing it, and he removed all the food from his face. He still missed some spots, but you weren’t gonna try and help him again. Not for a bit anyways.

You were a little nervous now, not knowing if you pushed him too far already. It was an internal battle, with your thoughts going from “I hope I didn’t upset him…” to “He kidnapped me! Why should I be nice to him at all?” So on and so forth. But something in his eyes made you think that there was some good, buried somewhere deep within him.

Anti noticed your reluctance, and tried to recover from the situation. “You…like to game?” He led you over to the tv, and showed that there was a beanbag chair. But…just one. Did he not play with anyone else? That thought was solidified when he continued, “I only have one controller. But we can take turns or some shit.”

You stood, and looked at his games. Some of which you’d heard of and had been wanting to try for a long time. “Oh! This one!” A smile bloomed on your face, and his mouth opened slightly in response, but he closed it and looked away.

“Yeah yeah, you can play that one.” He wanted to be close to you…he wanted to so much. However his anxieties that he would never admit to having reared their angry heads. “Play games.” He picked you up with ease, and set you on his bean bag chair. “I’ll watch.”

“But…where are you gonna sit?” For some reason you thought he’d sit you on his lap. Take any excuse he could to feel you. Maybe…he was trying to be considerate? In his own way? “You can take the beanbag chair! I don’t mind, I can sit on the floor!” His glare stopped that train of thought.

“No.” He sat down next to you and placed the controller in your hands after he set up the game. He was…being very short with you all of a sudden. Noticing your confused expression he did his seemingly signature “TCH!” And it looked like he was fighting the urge to push you off the chair. “Just. Play the fucking game.”

You weren’t having it. You set the controller down, and looked him dead in the eyes. “What’s wrong?” He growled, but this time you didn’t let up. You simply looked at him with eyes full of determination, and didn’t say another word.

He went from unamused, to irritated, to flustered, back to irritated. “Jesus-FUCK OKAY!” With his hands flung in the air, he looked away from you and quickly folded them over his chest. Was he seriously pouting right now? “Just. Don’t wanna have this stupid fucking conversation with Dark. About…” “Our agreement” falling silent in the air. He didn’t say it, but it was heavily implied so you understood very quickly what was about.

“Oh…” You didn’t know what to say. How could you? Neither of them had given you even a small clue as to what their “agreement” was about. “Then…” You put your hands on his shoulders, and he looked as confused as you felt. You led him to sit in front of you, with his back to the front of the chair and resting somewhat between your legs. “Try not to worry…I don’t know what it’s about, but it’ll be okay. I think.”

He’s so glad you couldn’t see how red his face was. He would have to throw himself out the window if you made fun of his red face. Revoke his status as one of the two kings of the void. Disappear into the human world without any powers and never return.

So instead of saying anything that could give you a clue, he reached back and put the fingers of your hands in his hair. He had always wanted someone to play with his hair, but he was usually too embarrassed to ask. He’d never ask one of his demons, and generally he found humans disgusting. You were the exception. One he would happily make, given how kind you have been to him. Despite…your initial meeting. And the number of times he’s scared you.

It was sweet to see him relax into your hands. His green hair flowing across your palms and between your fingers. He sighed, and leaned into your touch. It was an intimate moment for you both. It wasn’t sexual, or anything of the sort. But it was a moment of vulnerability on his hand.

“M’sorry…for bein mean to you.” He said, and leaned his head back to rest in your lap, looking up at you with serious eyes. There was still a tint of red on his cheeks and nose, but it was admittedly a lot better than it had been.

You looked down at him, now getting a little red in the face as well. “I think…I know you a little better now.” And you smiled. It was a smile that melted his heart, and made him want to protect you forever. To hold you and never let go. To teach him…

What it was like to be happy.

#yandere! king! antisepticeye #yandere! king! antiseptic eye x reader #yandere! king! anti x reader #prisoner part 6 #part 6 #jacksepticeye egos x reader #x reader #gn reader #dark will be in the next part

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cookiesncreamlover17 · 9 months

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Yandere!Damian Wayne x Reader Pt.7

⚠️Warning⚠️: Cursing And Paranoia

🇺🇸Word Count🇺🇸: 1,573

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“Me and Cass will get it situated for you”. Steph said as she rised off the bed with Cass shortly following after her. “Sweet dreams Y/n. Let me know if you need anything” Steph said gently, before then walking out with Cass waving you good bye. Tomorrow was going to be a big day, even though it was only day 1.

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As the birds chirped loudly and the blaring sound of your alarm went of you rised out of the silky sheeted bed Steph had gifted you as a ‘dorm greeting’. You walked towards your closet putting on a white shirt with a blue sweater over it that said ‘Gotham Academy’ in the upper left corner of the sweater. You wore a checkers skirt and Mary Jane shoes. You then entered your shared bathroom and began too brush your pearly white teeth for two minutes and then going to put on some light foundation, mascara, and lip gloss. You then put your books inside of your bag while brushing your hair. This was gonna be great first day! You were sure of it!

Your first class was gym. Exciting to work your ass of first thing in the morning. As you walked towards the gym which was on the bottom floor Jason had caught up with you.

“Hey N/n! I didn’t expect to see you here”. Jason said happily.

“I do go to your school” you giggled back.

“I know, just didn’t expect to see you walking downstairs”. He replied nonchalantly.

“Mhm. Anyway, what class do you have”?

“Gym, you”?

“No way! Same. We also have gym with Timothy, and Damian” he said happily.

“Who’s Damian”? You ask.

“A friend, but I think he’ll really like you”.

As you both walked towards the gym, its beautiful lights flickers on and there in the middle stood all the equipment. They had weights to a track outside to bars to treadmills! There inside stood who you assumed to be your gym teacher, Mr.Dennis.

“Pair up everyone! Each of you need a partner. From there, you will group up with another group of partners. That should total out to be four people in a whole. You will all have ropes tied to your ankles and will run a lap around the track”!

“This is gonna be fun”. Jason said sarcastically under his breath. “Wanna pair up with me, and me, you, Tim, and Damian can be a group”? He then questioned.

“I’d love too”! You said excitedly.

As all four of you emerged into a perfect circle you began to take in the two unfamiliar people and their appearances. Timothy had sharp blue eyes that oddly remind you of someone. He had unbelievable muscles, short jet black hair, and an unbelievable kind smile. Damian was slightly shorter with the same jet black hair, but it was more messier than Tim’s. Damian had sharp green eyes instead of blue, a muscular body, and a very unreadable posture. He seemed almost as though he was trying to hide from your gaze.

All four of you began your walk outside with an oddly comfortable silence. Once you all tied your ankles together in the order of left to right starting with Jason, Damian, you, and Tim, you all stood at the start line readier than ever to kick the others asses.

One!

Two!

Go!

It felt as though you guys were machines. Each running perfectly in sync with one another. You were all in the lead, and before you knew it everyone was cheering. Together, you had all made it too the finish line, and you couldn’t have been happier.

Soon after your whole gym class had finished there work out for the day, you changed into your class uniform and walked out to go and head to your next class, English. As you walked up the stairs to the fourth floor to find room 407, you began to notice the presents behind you. It was Damian. He surprisingly caught up to you and walked with you.

It only began to hit you as you both turned into Mr.Henry’s room, that Damian was in your English and Gym class? What a coincidence. As Mr.Henry introduced himself and the subjects you would be learning about, he paired you up with Damian Wayne. Wow, fate sure wanted you to meet Damian one way or another.

“We’re working on a project”. Damian said while making direct eye contact with you. “We have to pick a book and write a summary on it. We have the rest of the week to write it”. He said blankly. “We’ll! What do you wanna do it on”?! He said like you were suppose to know he was thinking that.

“Oh! Um…. We’ll what books have you read”?

“All” he said blankly.

“Uh huh. Um….. how about “A Good Girls Guide To Murder” (Totally obsessed with this book. I’m currently almost done the second one. #We❤️HollyJackson).

“Fine” he said grumpily.

Once you two began the project, you began to realize how hard working Damian was. He had a perfectly strategy on the essay, as well amazing tough sketches. Once you had both had finished about 1/8 of it in class, you guys agreed to work on it all in class, and if there was any left over work you two would split it and do it before it was due.

But then came the next coincident. You both had math together! And once again, your teacher paired you and Damian together! You couldn’t rap your head around what was happening . Of course the thought popped into your head saying “maybe he’s following you”, but the teacher wouldn’t play along with it. Would they? None the less, it was still a little freaky, but you had Study Hall next, there was no way Damian could follow you there. Or so you thought.

And so, once math ended, you made your way to the library and found a nice, comfy spot with cushions. And when you left math class, you made sure that you walked the opposite direction he was. Once you sat down and started your homework, you can imagine the shock in your face when you looked up and saw Damian fucking Wayne walking into the library! And you knew damn well that he saw you. You just needed to look down, not make eye contact, finish your homework, and then leave to go to your dorm! It wasn’t like he could follow you there. What made it even worse was when he walked pass you and ‘accidentally’ kicked your books. He didn’t even apologize, but he decided to sit at another spot a few feet away from you! God, was he an ignorant asshole or what!

Once you had finished your homework, things didn’t really go as planned. Of course the janitor was cleaning out your room right now. And Damian, decided to be even more of an ass, and follow you to lunch. You prayed to whatever God there was, that Damian wasn’t in the rest of your classes.

When lunch rolled around Damian left you alone, but you could still feel not one, but a few pair of eyes following you around the lunch. Luckily Cass smart talking Jason, and Steph talking to you about boys, drama, jewelry, school work, etc, helped drain out your paranoia.

As you walked away to your L/n class, you then realized Damian was following you. And yet again, the teacher has paired you up. Then history, and it had the same outcome. What the fuck was happening today? But you were too busy with the homework to care about anything else. And now, that the janitor was finally done cleaning, you could hopefully sneak up the stairs, without Damian trying to follow you again. But you weren’t that lucky. Damian had a dorm next to you! What were the chances!

Though on your way up the stairs Damian and you chatted a little bit. Nothing too special, but he did accuse you of following him (jokingly of course)! But when you two began to talk those two minute walk, you began to realize he was tolerable. He reassured you that he wasn’t following you, but that Mr.William’s had suggested that you stay with him in all of his classes. At least now you knew he wasn’t being creepy.

Once you two said your fair wells, you enters the room to see Steph and Timothy making out on the couch!

“Ahem” you coughed loudly while tapping your foot in the marble ground.

“Oh! Hi N/n! This is Tim! My boyfriend, if you couldn’t tell” she laughed nervously.

“Hi” he said awkwardly while smiling by sheepishly.

“Oh! That reminds me, I thought since we saw the sunset last night we could see the eclipse tonight”? Steph said happily!

“Yeah, sure! What kind of eclipse is it”?

“A solar eclipse. My absolute fav”! Steph said as she bounced up and down happily while Squealing and clapping her hands together. Almost like a toddler.

“I’ll let you girls get back to that” Tim laughed out loud as he kissed Steph’s right cheek and then removing his hand from around her waist to walk out the door.

As Steph raced out of the room pulling you with her, you could only begin to think about that chauffeur, that had acted so-so….. weirdly. You just hoped that nothing paranormal was going to happen. Little did you know that this wasn’t going to be about a ghost. But simply some people who you assumed were your friends. But tomorrow was only day 2.

Date: Tuesday, August 22, 2023

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