#yandere short fanfiction | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

untoldstar · 3 months

Text

male yandere psychologist x fem patient reader [introduction]

warnings: heavily implied that the reader is a patient at a psych ward, obsessive behaviors and tendencies, abuse of power, toxic environment, yandere themes, might not show in this part but for the future Ivan takes advantage of the readers vulnerable mental state.

There aren’t intense scenes in this at all (as I see it) BUT as for the coming parts of this OC it still has to do with a character who struggles with mental illness, an extremely toxic psychologist who abuses his position and being in a psyche ward so if you feel like any of that sounds triggering or there’s a possibility it could be triggering I would urge you not to read this or other parts of this OC.

pls be careful what you read guys and stay safe mwah🫶

Tick..

Ivan taps his foot impatiently and pushes up his sleeve for the millionth time to reveal his wristwatch.

2:59 PM

Just a few more seconds..

Tick..

3:00 PM

Ivan smiles, his stiff body finally relaxing and just like everyday a knock is heard on his office door and in walks the nurse pushing you forward like a criminal into his office. He only spares the nurse and nod and a polite smile before his attention is directed at you, focusing on your every move anticipating what you’ll do next. You huff and plop down in the chair in front of his desk rolling your eyes "Ah [name], how are we doing today?" he clasps his hands Infront of him and stares at you expectantly.

Just like everyday.

‘Why does he ask the same question every day? What could possibly change in the matter of a single day? They should've made these cheek-up's weekly instead this is becoming such a pain.’

"Fine. Just like always." you answer curtly. He hums nodding "Well, I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut to the chase today there’s something I must discuss with you.” You quirk a brow. You have to admit seeing the serious expression instead of the easy going one he usually has is a bit unnerving “I'm sure you already know that your..leave is to be expected soon." his lips twist in displeasure as if merely saying that has left a bitter taste in his mouth. You nod "Yes..what about that?" he sighs "Well, I'm afraid I've come to the decision that you'll have to stay a while longer, just to be safe." Your heart plummets. Sure you haven't been kissing Dr.Ivan's ass or being necessarily..nice to him but that shouldn’t have anything to do with your treatment. You know you've been getting better so what possible reason could have you stay here "Just to be safe? What is that supposed to mean?" you shoot daggers at him but he doesn't seem the least bit bothered by it "We’ve witnessed many patients show signs of improvement and seem like they’re ready to leave but there were also many instances where patients leave our facility and end up..falling into old patterns. Not that I expect that from you but I would like to guarantee your safety." You swallow the lump in your throat. Can they even do that? Is that even legal? "..How long?" a few beats of silence passes by while he blankly stares at you before answering "A month." Your shoulders drop down exasperatedly. Another month??

You feel frustration bubble up inside your chest. You feel hopeless as if you’re never getting out of here. You can’t take it you can’t take seeing the same hallways the same people this same fucking office everyday.

You don't say anything when you get up from your chair and start charging for the door "Our daily check up isn't quite done, my dear." His voice booms behind you "I don't fucking care." You spit back and go to reach for the door when his hands suddenly slam the door on either side of you, trapping you against it "Why are you always trying to leave me?" he whispers his shaky breath fanning against the side of your neck "..What are you talking about..Doc-" his hand clenches into a fist "Don't call me that!" You flinch trembling slightly "..I'm sorry I raised my voice, but I've told you countless times before you don't have to call me 'Doctor' my dear. Ivan is fine." You stay quite and he sighs "You won't even say my name.." he leans his head on your shoulder his body slumping almost exhausted from the interaction.

You hold your breath eyeing the door handle inches away from you "Why do you hate me so much?" his voice almost breaks "You roll your eyes at me, you barely say a few words in our daily sessions, You can't stand it when I go to visit you in your room.." he steps closer, his body now flush against your back "You throw a fit and almost walk out on me.." he moves his head to the side sniffing your heart and you hear him let out a groan “God I thought you’d be happy about staying here. All I want is for you to love me. Why won’t you love me? hm?” his arms slide down for the door to wrap around you squeezing tightly “Am I just the annoying psychologist your forced to talk to? Is that all I am to you?” he keeps talking almost in his own world too intoxicated by you, having you in his arms body flush against his your scent enveloping him “Damnit why won’t you-“ you take advantage of his vulnerability and decide to make a run for it, using the door to push back all of your body weight to at least have his arms off of you immediately taking a hold of the door handle and leaping out of his office, you run down the hall never looking back. You’re surprised he didn’t pull you back in maybe he was shocked maybe he wasn’t and he just..let you go. Whatever the case was you had to get as far away from him as possible.

Ivan’s left alone in his office panting, cheeks flushed and an obvious tent in his pants. He lets out a low chuckle looking far off into the hallway ‘Soon..i read of running away from me you’ll be running to me. I’ll make sure of it darling.’

#fem reader #male yandere #yandere oc #yandere blog #yandere x reader #obsessive yandere #yandere #yandere fanfiction #male yandere psychologist #patient reader #yandere Ivan #Ivan oc #yandere psychologist #toxic yandere #introductory fic #kinda short sorry lol #I #I think it’s legal?? but he’s doing it cuz he’s crazy soooo

355 notes · View notes

cherry-writes-yanderes · 2 years

Text

“Stay still.”

You couldn’t help it, it wasn’t exactly comfortable sitting in the lap of someone with full armor on. His deep, slightly crackled voice in your ear was another reason you couldn’t sit still. The cool beskar was pressing on your skin as you heard him let out a deep sigh, causing you to shiver slightly. “You said you wanted to try this with someone... Why not me?” He asked softly. You could feel his eyes burning through your skin, staring into your soul. You hesitated to answer as your eyes wandered over to the blaster on the floor and the Amban sniper rifle still attached to his back. This man was indeed dangerous, your brain scrambled with thoughts of how many ways this man could kill you. But instead, he chose to grab you by the hips and put you in his lap. Another sigh, this one a sigh of comfort, comes from his voice filter, his gloved hands rubbing your hips with a gentleness you never knew Mandalorians had.

“You won’t be trying this with anyone else.” He ordered, his voice still soft as not to wake the Child.

1K notes · View notes

crooked-haven · 1 month

Text

BTS Reaction | You’re Jungkook’s Girlfriend

➭ Pairing: Jeon Jungkook X (F) Reader

➭ Genre: Reaction

➭ Disclaimer: All members of BTS are faces and name claims for this story. This is entirely a work of fiction and by no means is meant to be a projection, judgment or representation of real-life people. Any scenarios or representations of the people and places mentioned in works are purely coincidental. Also this is my work so please don’t steal!

➭ By: Serendipity_haven (Taexxgukkie & Crooked-haven)

Word Count: 0.5k

“This is Y/N my girlfriend I told you about” Jungkook holds your hand as his band members stare at you in awe. They have never met one of their maknae’s girlfriends before, this one must be serious. You looked at each of them individually and smiled warmly.

Jimin: Excited. I feel like he would be the first one to introduce himself, give you a big hug and even compliment you on either your hair color or your outfit. He would then probably show you embarrassing photos of Jungkook throughout the years and Jungkook would probably get all embarrassed and shy about it.

Taehyung: Quiet but friendly, probably watching you from afar for awhile before actually introducing himself. I view him as super chill and down to earth, so he would more than likely start small talk or introduce you to his Yeontan, maybe even take a few selfies with you and of course Jungkook.

Jhope: Another hugger, but not as much as Jimin. He would probably ask you if you dance or sing and then show you some of his dance moves. He is a ray of sunshine so he probably makes a few jokes that makes you feel more comfortable. I also feel like he would be the one to comment on your beauty.

Namjoon: Simple handshake, maybe even a side hug if you’re lucky. I view him as super mature he would probably ask you semi personal questions but nothing too intrusive, it’s just small talk to get to know you better. You would have to get to know him more to get more of a “reaction” out of him.

Yoongi: Another quiet one, but this time I feel like he would wait until you introduced yourself or until Jungkook introduced him to you. I think he would smile warmly at you and say something along the lines of nice to meet you or maybe he would tease Jungkook about how much he talks about you to get the spotlight off of him.

Jin: I feel like he would introduce himself as world wide handsome and then probably talk about himself or something that catches his interest. Maybe ask you who your bias is, and why it’s not him. Then go about his day, but not in a rude way.

A/N:

This was my first reaction ever so I hope you enjoyed it<3

75 notes · View notes

apples4day · 20 days

Text

BLAME || Yandere! TDWT x Fem! Reader

2/2 EPISODE TWO (Walk Like An Egyptian- Part 2)

This is part 4 of my series, go read the other parts if u haven’t!

Your team was behind team Amazon, looking absolutely ridiculous all stacked up on one teeny tiny goat. They were struggling with making the camel go faster, you were struggling to trust Alejandro to not let you fall.

"We're gonna go win the race now, see ya!" Heather stuck her tongue out at us.

"Eat sand losers!" Courtney smiled.

"Such witty remarks from such fiercely intelligent women, I'm both humbled and intrigued." Alejandro complimented. Courtney shooed him,

"Nice try but I'm with Duncan."

"And what a pity it is that you should give yourself to a quitter, who doesn't deserve you."

Alejandro was moving a lot as he talked and you were starting to get even more nervous.

"That's not- Duncan is totally- uh- you're just...will someone hurry this camel up!" Courtney was at a loss for words.

CONFESSIONAL- HEATHER

"Oh he's good. Too good..seriously what is his deal? He is just so..perfect. Don't even get me started on Y/n. UGHH"

CONFESSIONAL- HEATHER; ENDED

So that's his game plan? Flirting with every girl here? As expected from him. He's got the looks for it I'm not gonna lie. You thought, staring at his face.

"If you want you can take a picture," he suggested, winking.

"What? No. You have a bug on your face." You lied.

"Do I?" He smirked.

"Yes. Oh! Oops...you're the bug." You shrugged and he looked a little surprised.

I don't usually care when someone insults me...but that felt different. A lil peak into his thoughts 🤰

Man you suck at being nice, he's just so easy to be mean to. No matter how badly you want to win.

Out of the corner of your eye you noticed water. A big blue body of water. Tapping Alejandro softly on the head, you leaned in to whisper what you discovered.

"What? Do you want a kiss señorita?" He puckered up and you cringed. "No! Look, the Nile." You pointed out. He stopped and looked, smiling like he was the one who found it?? Narcissist. Man what a weirdo this guy is. You thought to yourself.

"Hold on everyone, I'm changing our route." He bucked his hips (Into me😈) in another direction and you grabbed his head. I will NOT die because I fell off a human tower. Especially because some guy moved his hips and I fell off his shoulder.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"Perhaps it would've been kind to show the girls team which way to go but you've seen my team, we need all the help we can get."

Alejandro crossed his arms.

"For some reason Y/n hasn't fallen for me. I think my best plan would be to get into an alliance with her. She isn't very social so I'll be her only option."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

"There's the finish line!" Tyler pointed.

"Yeah, ON THE OTHER SIDE."

Crocodiles jumped out of the water, "flying abilities anyone?" You joked.

Chris said something you couldn't hear. Owen couldn't hear him either,

"WHAT?! SPEAK UP!!"

Chris kept speaking, Owen still couldn't hear. "Did you guys get any of that?"

Chris snapped his fingers and had a weird megaphone passed to him.

"I SAID, WELCOME TO THE THIRD FINAL EGYPTIAN CHALLENGE! BASKET CASES."

It was so loud that the wind got way stronger. Noah was almost blown away and had grabbed you for support. Everyone's eyes were wide open because of shock. Owen ducked and covered his head. You and Noah were basically cuddling.

There's that vanilla scent again. He thought, holding you.

Chris explained that we would have to make a boat blah blah blah.

You were a bit zoned out and only caught the last part of his sentence. Noah's hands around you were kinda the only thing you could think about, especially with your face pressed into his body. Finally zoning back in, you heard the last part of Chris' sentence. "Aka goat face over there!"

Tyler looked insulted, "hey!" You gently removed Noah from you and put your hand on Tylers shoulder, "I believe he meant the goat." You pointed to the goat. Tyler thanked you. "I'm surprised you can reach his shoulders," Noah said. He was basically making fun of you and your height. "I'm surprised you could reach the 6th grade, and I'm surprised you didn't get blown away by the wind." You retaliated. His face flushed.

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"I'm the smartest person here. She doesn't know what she's talking about, she probably got held back."

He sighed.

"..she's amazing. I think my heart is gonna explode."

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Chris continued explaining. "This is perfect!" Sierra seemed happy. Noah didn't,

"What? The fact that we're hosed?"

"I'm a fourth generation basket weaver!"

Owen cheered, "yeah!"

"We're gonna need a lot of reeds," Sierra rushed to start picking reeds. You shifted your weight from one foot to the other. "Hey Sierra, can you teach me?"

"Of course!"

You caught on pretty quickly. Alejandro noticed, "As expected from a fierce intelligent woman, fast learning." He placed his hands on his hips and smiled as you weaved the boat together with Sierra. "Ya sei tu plan, ya para de chamuyar." You looked up at him. (Translation- I already know your plan, stop sweet talking me/flirting.)

You were on your knees to weave the basket.

I quite like this angle. He thought, since he was looking down at you.

"¿Sabes español?" (Translation- you know Spanish?)

"No pendejo, estoy hablando portuguesa." You replied sarcastically. (Translation- No idiot/asshole, I'm speaking Portuguese.)

The team was looking at you guys. He continued anyways, even though it would raise suspicion. "Espera hasta que estamos solitos para hablar de..esto." (Translation- wait until we are alone to talk about..this.)

You nodded in agreement and kept weaving. Noah gave you a look, and you simply smiled innocently at him. He swears his stomach flipped upside down when you looked at him. Team Amazon finally showed up.

"Basket weave a boat? UGHH" Heather complained. Sierra stopped weaving and got up to talk to team Amazon. You reached out to grab her but she had already walked away. "Sorry you guys are so far behind, our baskets nearly done already thanks to my speed weaving!"

This doesn't look good, you thought.

"Plus you got Owen on your team, lucky!" Izzy said.

"But you have Cody." Sierra ran to Cody, pressing him into her chest. He looked disgusted. "I know Cody, I wish we were on the same team too!" He looked miserable. "Uhh I have to do..something." He ran away as fast as possible. "Cody has been wanting a girl for awhile. Guess he just didn't want some crazy stalker," you said to Noah. Noah looked away, he couldn't handle looking at you for some reason. It was all odd to him, he wasn't the type to like a girl like this or at least this badly.

You didn't notice his pink cheeks, all because you started a conversation with him just now. "Aww you guys are so cute together!" Izzy referred to Sierra and Cody. Noah wished she meant you and him. "Maybe we could swap teams?" Sierra made a hand gesture, Heather considered it.

"Trade a basket case for a basket weaver? Fine! Sierra, you're with us. Izzy..go play with the boys!" Heather shooed. "Do I look like a boy to you?" You rolled your eyes. Heather waved at you, still trying to make an alliance. "What?!" Alejandro looked mad about the swap.

Sierra began building their boat even quicker. Probably for Cody. Team Amazon laughed at Heather thinking she was the boss. You giggled too. Noah kept staring at you and then turning away when you went to look at him. Alejandro was still stuck on the swap, "where's Chris? He won't allow this."

Chris pulled up on a boat. Sierra immediately went to sweet talk him. "Did somebody-" Chris was cut off by Sierra hugging his feet. "Todays officially the best day of my life! So I really hope you allow us to swap. But of course you'll make the best decision cause you're the best decider ever!!"

"And that's why I'm going to allow it!"

"Smiley face!! Ahhh!!"

Chris waved goodbye and you gave him the most betrayed look ever. His smile dropped for some reason at that. The boat pulled away, and he stared at you as he went back to the other side. "As you wish.." Alejandro was defeated. Heather stuck her tongue out at him and he blew her a kiss. You rolled your eyes and bit your lip, trying not to say something.

Sierra already finished, even putting a hut on the boat. Your team complained and you stood up, crossing your arms. "I hope their boat sinks or that the camel refuses to get in." You mumbled, your team heard anyways and Noah chuckled, so did Izzy. "Don't give up! We still have a shot!"

"Al's right! Thanks Al."

You saw Alejandro shiver at that nickname and decided to get in a bit of teasing. You walked over to him, leaning down a bit because he was on one knee. "You cold? Why are you shivering?" You teased, getting even closer. "Uh..yes. It's cold in here." Noah glanced over, "dude it's the fucking desert. Y/n don't get too close to him, you might catch a disease." You giggled. Alejandro glared at Noah.

"So you're cold?" You touched his forehead with the back of your hand. "Don't feel cold...maybe you should let us all know what you like to be called." You continued teasing, walking back to Noah. Noah almost looked like he was gonna grab your wrist to get you away from Alejandro. Meanwhile Alejandro still looked traumatized from being called Al. He also looked like he was gonna strangle Noah.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"I have no problem being called..Al." He shivered again. "Uhhh that wasn't- it's just- chilly..in here." He shivered again but it was fake this time. He looked around.

"Also that Noah kid..he needs to back off. From me and Y/n, he's like her dog and this is only the second episode."

(Alejandro doesn't know I'm about to make him the same way😭🙏)

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

Team victory finally arrived and team Amazon was struggling to get their camel in the boat. "Izzy! Tell Ruby to get in the boat." Izzy began speaking to the goat at the command of Courtney. "Woahhh woah, Izzy's on our team now. Not yours." Noah stated. You touched Izzy's curly ginger hair for a moment in awe and then spoke, "not a word pretty lady." You found her pretty, so why not call her pretty? Though you might look a bit lesbian, which you are, it doesn't matter. (Y/n is bisexual by the way, js a reminder)

"Ooh fun!" Izzy treated it like a game. "Fine! We'll do it ourselves. C'mon." Courtney said. They struggled with the camel. The boat was finally finished, the back looking a bit wonky since it was done by everyone but Sierra. "It floats! Awesome!" Owen cheered. Alejandro whistled to the goat, which immediately ran to his arms.

Team victory also finished building. You were rowing behind Noah, and in front of Alejandro and his weird goat. "We're gonna win fair and square..but to make sure you believe that..talk to the camel." Alejandro gave Izzy the go to talk to the camel. You spoke up, "what? No! Don't do it Izzy. Are you trying to make us lose Alejandro?"

Alejandro looked down at you, "we won't. And if we do lose because of me, you can sleep on me in economy." You grimaced, "like I'd wanna." Alejandro nodded at Izzy to continue. She started talking to the camel who immediately got in team amazons boat after she told it to.

The musical bell went off. "Time for a musical reprise!"

Everybody groaned. "Hey! If you'd finished the song the first time you wouldn't be here now, Zeke! Start singing. And put your backs into it." Chris looked like he enjoyed everyone's misery. He definitely did.

Pick or make your own part again 🤷‍♀️

Team Amazon passed you guys, as you said they would. So your team got second and team victory got last. "Congrats! You're alive. And as long as you all brought your rewards across the finish line, there will be no eliminations tonight." Most people cheered at the news, you were too busy glaring at Alejandro.

"I lost the stick..heh." Ezekiel said, his whole team looked at him in anger. Chris chuckled. "Sucks to be you."

—

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"Losing Sierra to Heather? Ehh tragic. But I still have the upper hand, the president of Cody's fan club doesn't know a thing about me. No one does, and I intend to keep it that way. Compared to me, Heathers a saint. Well...I guess Y/n thinks she has me figured out. She doesn't even know a quarter of it though."

"Y/n is...a valuable asset. Noah keeps getting in my way though."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

You were pissed sitting in economy. You were sitting in between Noah and Alejandro. "So? What do you have to say? I literally told you not to let Izzy talk to the camel! You didn't listen." You complained, leaning back. "Now we're stuck on this stupid wooden bench in this very sketchy area of the plane." Alejandro only looked at you as you ranted about his mistake. "I apologize cariño, I'll make it up to you," he grabbed your hand, attempting to kiss it.

Noah scoffed, "quit it Prince Charming." He grabbed your wrist, pulling it away from Alejandro's grasp. "That's no way to grab a lady." Alejandro said.

"Suck it," you scooted away from Alejandro. "I'd take his touch over yours any day, Al." You taunted, using the name he oh so hated against him. He shivered.

"Necesitemos hablar, sígueme. Y por favor, para de usar ese nombre." Alejandro said, standing up and walking into the confessional. He wanted the world to see how he made you his puppet. (Translation- we need to talk, follow me. And please stop using that name.)

But something is making him wanna make you more than just a puppet. Make you his.

NOT proofread.

Part 5 ALREADY out

As I said in earlier chapters, Y/n is hinted to be short.

Alsooo my Spanish is Argentinian and Mexican..as I am Argentinian and Mexican so don't say anything🤷‍♀️

Part five⬇️

28 notes · View notes

clementexix · 1 year

Text

Injuries

Another day in the chain of your exhausting days working as an Auror. You made an attempt to stabilize yourself in order not to fall on the ground. Your body arched as your injuries became worse due to your strong grasp, shoulders leaned against the wall to find a support. You were now too weak to use any spell to cure yourself since you had plucked up all your energy for the previous attack. You were just sitting there, waiting for your husband to come home and find your dead body. You were fed up with your present life but too complicated to tell others as you knew no one would ever get what you were going through. In the end, they would see you as a traitor no more no less. But you did not want to share your thoughts with your dear husband as you did not want to distress him, or make him distress others. Well, maybe the latter thought was more accurate.

"Tom,"

A figure flashed through your mind but before you could say anything, your vision became a blur and his image slowly turned into darkness.

Meanwhile

The young Dark Lord was noting down something but his pace stopped. He suddenly felt painful as if he was just bombarded with countless spells. Riddle could tell something bad happened; yet, it was only a mystery 'till he heard your voice in the midst of unconsciousness. The pen he was holding dropped down as he apparited back to you two's place in a glance. It frightened the curly brown haired as observing your lifeless body on the ground. Luckily, your breath still repeated periodically. However, it broke his heart to see you seriously injured like this. Though Tom hardly showed any affection, the frown on his face told all. Your husband wanted to scold you and made who did this to you pay but all he could do now was take care of you as he knew you needed him most in these moments, and Tom would never let you suffer alone.

A few hours later

You pleaded ignorance why you had this weird dream where you tried to defend the mudblood against your husband's killing curse but it turned out you took the full blow of the deadly spell. You were killed by your dear husband and it was in front of him. Such a terrifying sight to turn into reality, but what if it was a prophecy then... What should you do?

Tom on the other hand, quietly watching you struggling with your nightmares. He wanted to chase them away but all he could do was hold your hand tightly but also avoid causing bruises on your soft skin. His gaze landed on your pale sweating face as you started whining, mouth kept murmuring strange words as if you were being tortured.

"No.. please no.. don't-"

Tom saw you wince and frown during your sleep. He carefully used a white face towel to clean off those sweat then watching you again, hands uncontrollably but gently caressing your face as if it was made from glass. Tom wished he was you at this moment. He wished to be haunted by those unpleasant dreams than let you put up with them. Nonetheless, all he could do right now was sitting beside your bed and running his fingers all over your face to soothe your intensity until he heard you call out his name once again.

"Tom,"

His eyes widened. Were you thinking of him in your dream? Whether it was good or bad, Tom was glad that you thought about him even in your dreams. It made him want to protect you more by locking you in this bedroom for good, only he was allowed to visit or know about your presence. Riddle also thought about a hundred torments for those who hurt you. But not now as he wanted to be the first one you saw after regaining consciousness. You should only look at him and be this vulnerable in front of him, not anyone else. You were his, and he was yours even when death took you two apart, even when your soul vanished into thin air.

176 notes · View notes

bleedingichorhearts · 2 months

Note

I would like to gift Hydra the finest turtle plushes.

𝕿𝖚𝖗𝖙𝖑𝖊 𝕻𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖊𝖘

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Hello there little Anon! I'll' have you know that gifting something without them knowing is hard, especially Hydra.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams, @egrets-not-regrets.

𝕾𝖚𝖒𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖞: You gift Hydra turtles plushies in hopes to stop him from stealing anymore.

TW // None.

'Your packages have been delivered.' My phone said, surprising me with the notification sound as I stopped in the middle of the hallway to look at it.

Confused for just a moment, I don't remember getting anything because the Hydra's always knew what was on the list, and they would either remove or add something on there to make me even more confused. So, I stood there, thinking a little bit until I remembered what I bought without the Hydra's noticing. A smile forming on my face.

Oh, Hydras' going to love this.

Hurriedly making my way to the front door and opening it. I saw the big package waiting on the steps with two other ones just behind it.

A questioning coo came from behind me, then a nuzzle to the top of my head. Reaching my hand behind me, I slid my hand against his armor, and grabbed hold of his gauntlet and tugged him outside with me. A purr coming out of him as I did.

"These boxes here." I stated, letting go of Hydra and gesturing to the boxes. "Are for you."

The Hydra chittered, his helmet tilting, looking back and forth between the boxes before making a move to open the closest one to him. His gauntlet ripping open the box with ease.

His helmet shot up at me in surprise. A trill-like sound coming from him as he took ahold of the item inside and lifted it up for me to see. The pristine green and brown colors of a plushie turtle greeting my eyes as well as the plushies beady eyes.

"It's so you stop stealing the real turtles." I pointed out, watching as he grabbed another, and another from the box before moving to the next one, ripping them from the box too. Stuffing his arms with them.

He tried to pick up the most he can in him arms, but untimely failed. Some falling off the mountain he has created in his arms. A whine coming from him as he tried to reach for one that dropped from him.

Walking over, I picked up the plushie and stashed it back in his arms, a loving rumble, then whine coming from him as more fell off because of his rumble.

"You know your spoiled, right?" I asked, picking up another turtle plushie and wiggling it at him. Receiving another purr before I, myself, was engulfed in the mountain he has created. His arms wrapping around my body, picking me up while he settled himself down on the ground. His helmet nuzzling into my neck as we sat in a pile of turtle plushies.

"I do hope you know that hurts a little." I huffed, not wanting to outright refuse his gratitude.

He rumbled before he took off his helmet. His head going right back to my neck, giving it a little nip. "Gah! That hurts too, you know!"

He chuffed, his arms pulling me closer as he thought of more ways to steal more turtles. Thats what his little serpent saying, right? That she wants more turtles?

Yeah, you did find more real turtles the next day. The plushies don't stop him.

#warhammer 40k #space marine husbandry sentience #yandere space marine #x reader #yandere #fanfic #fanfiction #oc: hydra #alpha legion #short imagine #oneshot #adeptus astartes #astartes x reader #space marine #space marine x reader #ask

42 notes · View notes

mayullla · 2 years

Text

Title: Temple's chest

Character(s): Mimic chest(?) Warnings/tags: Yandere, gn!reader, brutal death of multiple characters (some implied), horror, traps and deaths with kidnapping and trapping

If you have known what it was you would have not touched it at all, a chest in an old temple that you and your team had discovered.

You wanted to know their secrets, the temple's stories so you went with your team entering the abandoned temple. You didn't think you would lose your team one by one when traps showered them with spears and spikes. Boulders run towards them crushing the victims that stand in their way. You felt like you wanted to puke when someone you once knew was dead on the floor his waist down crushed by the weight of the boulder unable to handle it.

Another one left the world burned by fire and another told the rest of the team to leave her behind when she was bitten by a poisonous snake. A little away, a little deeper into the temple you heard a scream so familiar then silence.

You were separated from the rest when the floor crumbled taking one more and separating you from another. You and they promised you would find a way to meet each other again and leave this place alive as you head deeper into the temple.

If only you knew... when you saw a chest in the middle of the empty. Something that looked polished compared to the moss and vines-covered temple, less dust and dirt covering it and rotting slower. You shouldn't have touched it.

But it was too late when a hand, painted black claws instead of nails and bandages hanging loosely pulled you into the chest.

“I caught you~!” A voice sang, yet all you could see was darkness. You could not count how many hands clinging to your body, all playful and possessive. You didn't know where the purring was from, the amused and delighted laugh. “How cute you are my little plaything.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere imagine #yandere x you #tw yandere #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere writing #yandere short #yandere fic #yandere fanfiction #yandere original charcater #yandere monster #yandere monster x reader #yandere monster x you #yandere prompts #yandere exophilia #exophilia

273 notes · View notes

tastyhoneysuckle · 2 months

Text

Simply yours♥️

Short fanfic about my Lambsona and their spouse

Slight spoilers for Silk cradle btw

Their beginning of their service to the one who waits in not a pleasant one. The beginning is filled with a thick iron smell and cold numbness that the Lamb wishes to forget. Though in that cruel beginning, there is light, there is hope, there is Fetygre.

Fetygre, a fox with fiery orange fur and a gentle smile. Once a sacrifice, just like the Lamb. Their first follower, the first one they saved. Fetygre was a gentle light, a bedside candle you kept close, be it for the warmth, or to help you see in the all-consuming darkness.

In the beginning, in the numbness, where others had been fearful and distant with the Lamb, treating them as an untouchable god, Fetygre had been different. Fetygre was a kinder soul, gently smiling at the Lamb and reminding them to rest, even if they required no such thing. They were not like the others, they did not treat the Lamb as an otherworldly being, and they did not whisper of the lambs mistakes.

Committing to a marriage with the fox had been an experimental choice, made after the numbness had ended. Fetygre had been happy to be chosen, giddy and excited even. They had never touched Fetygre before, nor had they any of their followers. The fox had been soft and warm, alive, something now unnatural to the Lamb. The kiss they shared was gentle, the Lambs first, and despite the eyes cast upon them, it felt secret and precious.

Fetygre’s devotion only seemed to grow, their boldness as well, they had no fear when it came to sneaking small kisses to the Lamb, not that the Lamb had any complaints. Then came the time to enter the fourth, and last, of the bishops of old faith’s domains. Shamura, a large spider like entity with purple skin, a blood-soaked bandage wrapped tightly around their head. They were as grotesque as the rest of their siblings, though accompanied by a whimsical beauty.

They spoke of the past to the Lamb, a tale of five siblings. The Lamb listened to their story, holding a growing of sympathy in their heart for the creature that stripped them of their family. To show the Lamb the feeling of betrayal was the spiders plans. They brought forth Fetygre, loyal, sweet, Fetygre, but that loyalty was soon forgotten.

The Lamb could feel the numbness and fury in their heart swell. The Lamb had come to terms with what these monsters had done, taking their home from them, their friends, their family, things that have been accepted yet not forgiven. But what they had done that day, forcing them to drive their own blade through their beloveds heart, caused the Lamb’s heart the freeze over in grief.

They were empty as they returned home, carrying the body of their fallen beloved in their arms. The rest of their followers meant nothing to them in that moment as they allowed their feet to carry them to the church. They were ready to do what must be done, even if they were to be scorned. A follower of death prepared to resurrect a soul, a sight that would surely anger the one they follow. But that was ok, angering the one who waits was a worthy price for their beloved to return to them.

And return to them they did, good as new, as beautiful as a flower. Fetygre wept at their feet, begging for forgiveness, forgiveness that had been granted long ago.

“Raise your head, my dearest,” The Lamb had spoke to them, crouching down on the dirt to gently pick up their loves head with two hands, “I am no god, so you need not grovel, I am simply yours, and you are simply mine,”

#writing #short story #cult of the lamb #cotl fanfiction #cotl lamb #lambsona #cotl au #Honeysuckle au #yandere #kinda #they’re a wee bit unhinged #that’s what watching your family die wil do to you #based on a true story #I was so sad when Shamura made me kill them

7 notes · View notes

yandere-writer-momo · 7 months

Text

Yandere Baki Short Stories: Courtship

Yandere Pickle x Afab Reader

TW: creepy coworker and yandere behavior

Buy me a coffee?💕

A sigh escaped (your name)’s lips as she meandered down the street towards her home. She hadn’t planned on being at work for so long, but her boss peer pressured her into staying past her shift… and now she paid the consequences.

She clutched her lunchbox to her thigh for more of a sense of security through the dimly lit streets. (Your name) just had to pass by this alleyway and she was in the clear…

A low groan drew her from her musings, her head snapped toward the dark alleyway. The hair on her arm stood straight up in pure fear. (Your name) was certain her heart just went still for a straight minute.

“H-hello?” She meekly asked the dark abyss of the alleyway. This was like something out of horror movie and she would be the first idiot to die… she should just walk away. Curiosity always killed the cat.

And then another pained whine came from the darkness… was it an injured animal of some kind? Her heart ached at the thought. Maybe she’d shine a light down the alleyway to see what made those pained noises.

(Your name) pulled her phone out of her pocket and activated the flashlight on it. She then shined the light down the alleyway, her eyes wide at the sight before her.

It wasn’t a dog that groaned in hunger but a man. A man covered in jagged scars sat curled up beside a dumpster. His large, tanned body curled up into a ball. His golden eyes filled with fear when he looked at her. Was he homeless?

(Your name) slowly made her way toward him, careful not to scare him even more than he already was. Her eyes softened at how he cowered when she neared him.

“It’s okay… I won’t hurt you.” (Your name) continued to tip toe towards the large man until she was only a few feet off him. He only trembled in response, his golden eyes studied her in anticipation. And that’s when a loud growl from his stomach reached her ears, a sympathetic smile on her face.

The young woman slowly reached into her lunchbox and handed him her uneaten sandwich. The man’s eyes widen in surprise before he hesitantly took the sandwich from her.

Now that she could see his face a bit better, she realized this man was bewitchingly beautiful. It was as if he was from another world.

The man hesitantly sniffed the sandwich before he gingerly took a bite. His eyes lit up at the taste of honeyed ham and swiss, his abnormally long tongue darted out to lick the sauce from between the sandwich.

(Your name) could only stare in wonder at the odd man. Was this the first sandwich he’s ever had? He was taking apart each layer of the sandwich rather than eating it all together. Despite how bizarre this was, it was also kind of endearing.

(Your name) quickly handed him the fresh fruit and vegetables to try to put something else in his bottomless pit of a stomach. How long had he been hungry? She felt horrible for him…

(Your name) watched the man scarf down his food like a starving animal. His body language no longer showed fear, an expression of relaxation on his face. She wondered if he may be mentally impaired.

(Your name) sat with him for a bit, his putrid scent was a bit much for her to handle, but he seemed so lonely.. how could she not feel bad for him?

The man turned his completely attention to her. His head tilted to the side while he studied her pretty face. His golden eyes and mannerisms reminded her of an owl.

(Your name) sat with the man for a few more minutes until she decided to leave. It was getting late…

“Good bye, mister. Take care, okay?” (Your name) smiled brightly at the man, the man tilted his head off to the side. Poor guy… she hoped he stayed safe.

The man’s golden eyes watched the young woman leave. Pickle purred, his golden eyes studied her small form.

The primitive man slowly trailed behind her, the giant careful not to alert her of his presence. Pickle didn’t want to scare his future mate!

He wondered if he should start courting her since she had courted him… maybe some fruits would do? She seemed to like fruits!

Poor (your name) had not a single clue in the world of the trouble that was about to brew in her life.

Small rodent and avian carcasses were left on her step. It was a bit difficult to differentiate what they once were since their bodies were so mangled, but she was able to piece together what they were due to the feathers, blood, and fur that was mixed all over her doormat.

This was all so incredibly strange... Were these left behind by the local cat? Was it a token of appreciation for feeding it? (Your name) had not a clue on who or what could’ve left this on her step. She didn’t think a cat was capable of such brutality, but it was hard to imagine another human, leaving this too…

(Your name) grimaced when she picked some of the remnants of the small animal carcasses, a few guys spilled out when she did so. This was so gross.

The young woman scrunched up her face and distaste. she then began to clean up the mess and discard the carcasses into her trashcan. She would probably have to bleach her whole front step to get the putrid odor of death away after work…

“Meow!”

An orange tabby cat mewled at her. Its little orange body brushed against her in a soothing manner. She smiled a bit at the fluffy feline before she bent down to run her fingers through its small head.

“Hello, tiger. I haven’t seen you in a bit.” The cat simply purred in response, its tail rubbed against her legs to scent her. (Your name) indulged the cat a bit until she knew she had to leave for work. “Sorry but I have to go to work. I’ll see you later!”

(Your name) gathered up her belongings and hurried down the street to walk to work. The orange tabby sat on her step, it’s tail ticked back and for like a clock. It’s small pink nose sniffed the few remains she didn’t scoop up in interest. The cat then began to lick up the bloody remains.

Pickle whined from his spot in the forest. She didn’t like his gift… was it not to her liking?

Pickle snarled, his bloody canines flashed under the light as he watched the cat lick up the remnants of his gift. That wasn’t for that animal… it was for his mate. Perhaps she would like something bigger?

Pickle observed the local cat that (your name) doted on. He’d start with that creature that hogged her attention… then he’d set his sights to bigger game.

Pickle stalked forward toward his prey, but the cat tilted its head at him. The tiny animal sauntered over to him and brushed its head against his leg.

It dumbfounded Pickle. The Neanderthal scooped up the small house cat and stared at it. The cat’s purrs never ceased as it maintained eye contact with him.

The two creatures blinked at each other until the cat leaned forward and licked Pickle’s nose. Pickle furrowed his brow at the rough feeling but didn’t entirely reject the gesture.

Pickle changed his mind. He was fond of this tiny creature that purred like him. Pickle sat on the grass with the cat now in his lap. The cat rubbed its head over his palms to pet it.

Pickle would find something else to hunt… something much larger. He didn’t think (your name) would like if he harmed her companion.

“So I was wondering if you’d let me take you out on a date yet, (your name)?” (Your name) sighed and glanced up from her computer at her manager, Kenji. He was a nice looking man but (your name) had no interest in dating anyone at the moment. She was quite happy just caring for the local cat and tending to her indoor plants.

“Sorry, Kenji. I don’t have any interest in dating.” (Your name) bowed her head a bit to Kenji. “Thank you for the offer-“

Kenji sighed, the young man leaned his beefy forearms onto her cubicle wall. His dark eyes narrowed a bit before he muttered, “you’re going to end up alone. You’re still young and pretty. Don’t you think you should give this a chance? You might not get another.”

(Your name) furrowed her brow at Kenji in confusion. What on earth did he mean by that?

As if Kenji could read her mind, he chuckled. “Everyone thinks you’re a bit odd, (your name). You daydream an awful lot and you feed the cats. The other workers all think you’re going to end up being a cat lady.”

(Your name) frowned and turned her attention back to her computer, which made Kenji click his tongue. The brunette then went on his way.

Kenji swore he’d get her attention soon… he’s liked her for awhile now. And he’d do anything for her to notice him… anything.

Kenji smirked. Thank goodness she lived in isolation, it’d be easier to corner her since no one would hear her screams….

(Your name) made her way home, unaware of a presence following behind her. The young woman walked down the dimly lit streets toward her house with no awareness of her surroundings.

Pickle scuttled around in the shadows. His eyes narrowed at the man that followed (your name). His nose sniffed the air, his head cocked to the side in confusion. Was this a challenger?

Pickle quietly stalked forward behind the man. The man too focused on following (your name) to notice the Neanderthal behind him.

(Your name) eventually made it onto hee quiet street. The young woman hummed a cheery tune, unaware of the Kenji who was just a few feet behind her.

The man made a move to grab her but he was soon pulled into a giant, muscular chest. The man almost screened but a large hand was shoved over his mouth.

Kenji slowly looked up, his dark eyes wide in horror at what held him like a snake. This was the caveman from the news…

Pickle tilted his head in curiosity. What was this small man planning to do with his mate? Pickle may not have been from the modern world but he was familiar with the laws of nature. And this man didn’t have good intentions for his mate…

Pickle bared his fangs at the man, his golden eyes glowed like a burning fire under the street lights. Pickle was terrifying… and his sudden appearance may have caused Kenji to urinate himself a bit.

Pickle turned his head to glance at (your name) who made it safely to her house, far enough out of ear shot now to what was about to happen.

Kenji tried to swing his fist up to punch Pickle but Pickle simply snapped his head off to the side. Pickle cooed a bit at the dead body now in his arms.

This was his competition? How disappointing…

Pickle carried Kenji toward the sewers. The caveman threw his body into the manhole before he jumped in after.

Perhaps he’d leave more gifts for (your name) later? He wondered if she’d like a pelt… he could show off his nest skills to her! She’d be so thrilled to se show hood of a provider he was!

But first he’d take care of this body. Pickle was feeling a bit peckish after all…

(Your name) hummed as she watered her various tropical plants in her home. The inside of her house felt much like a tropical rainforest for the various rare plants in her home.

(Your name) owned various orchids, a few vibrant flamingo flowers, and some lovely begonias. But her favorite was her monstera. She babied that plant the most. The young woman considered at her most prized possession since it was her largest plant.

She felt so at peace taking care of these plants. Her plants are better company than most people. She found it hard to be around other human beings, since they were always so conniving. She knew that at least plants would never betray her or try to harm her.

(Your name) hummed as she continued to tend to her plants. Unaware of Pickle who sat perched on a tree branch outside her window. The Neanderthal has recently found a way in through her bedroom but he preferred to wait until she wasn’t home.

It was much easier for him to find places where they could store young and to scent the outer perimeter of her house when she wasn’t around. Pickle made sure to keep her home extra safe.

The various plant life was a plus to him. It made him feel like he was at home himself… he was so flattered that his mate was so understanding of him.

Pickle would be sure to be wonderful to her once she accepted the last part of his courtship.

A few days have gone by and Kenji was no longer at work. (Your name) and her coworkers thought it was very strange. He never missed work.

A few had tried to call him, and one coworker even went to his house, but there was no reply. It puzzled them all. Where could he have gone?

Kenji was a bachelor so he didn’t have any roommates or a girlfriend. And no one in the office really knew his family either… it was a shame.

(Your name) felt bad about being relieved from his absence. She no longer was harassed on a day-to-day basis for a date. A part of her feel guilty, but the other part not so much.

(Your name) continue to type away on her computer, unaware of the caveman that sat on the rooftop of the building across the street from her. His golden eyes studied her as she worked diligently on her assignment.

Pickle placed his chin in his palms, the caveman purred. His mate was so cute… she seemed much happier now that the weird man was gone.

Pickle glanced down at the fresh bear pelt beside him. He would leave this for her at we home today and then he would start to bring her many more until she accepted him.

Spring time was coming soon and pickle was determined to mate.

A few weeks have gone by since the disappearance of Kenji now. It was spring now… and he was still missing.

Missing posters of Kenji were now set all over the city. There was absolutely no trace of him anywhere. (Your name) felt as if he was a ghost, because he disappeared into thin air.

The police broke into his apartment to find a body, but nothing was found other than old food and all of his belongings. There was talk that he might have been murdered or kidnapped. But who on this green earth would want Kenji of all people?

This matter didn’t help the young women feel any safer in his community anymore. In the last few weeks she felt as if there was always a pair of eyes that were on her. No matter where she went or where she was, she felt like she was being studied like a lab specimen. It made her skin crawl sometimes.

(Your name) clutched her lunch box close to herself and bit her lip. She didn’t feel safe anywhere she went. Her home no longer felt safe. She swore some of her belongings were missing and it drove her insane.

(Your name) had only a handful of panties left now… which was odd since she had just bought some new ones recently. She even took apart her washer to examine if they were lost in one of the crevices but to no avail…

But who would steal her undergarments? Kenji was no longer in the picture so it couldn’t be him… and he was the only man who was interested in her… she should stop thinking about this.

(Your name) wished she could shrug it off but she couldn’t. Especially with the various animal pelts left on her door step.

Who was bringing her bear and deer pelts? She couldn’t bring herself to throw them away but she has just been shoving them into her garage. She didn’t know what else to do with them… she would feel bad if she threw away someone’s hard work.

(Your name) sat on her door step with her orange tabby, Tiger. The cat purred while she pet him. Lately she had noticed that the cat had put on a few extra pounds… has someone else been feeding him?

(Your name) patted Tiger’s little tummy in wonder. She didn’t have any neighbors around so it was strange that the cat had gained some extra cushion…

And that’s when a rustling in the bushes drew her attention. (Your name) snapped her head towards the bush, a giant man stepped forward. His golden eyes transfixed on her. It was the homeless guy she met months ago…

(Your name) glanced at the pelt in his arms in shock. Was he her stalker?!

Pickle gave her a toothy grin. The Neanderthal set the pelt in front of her before he began to dance. (Your name) could only sit still in shock while Pickle continued to dance before her.

Then it all clicked. Pickle was not a homeless man. He was the Neanderthal from the news a few months back… and he wasn’t stalking her. Pickle was courting her.

(Your name) froze when Pickle paused his dance, the Neanderthal cooed softly at her. His long fingers tilted her chin up to look at him.

And that’s when he licked her nose just like a cat. His eyes filled with wonder.

(Your name) remained frozen, even when he scooped her up into his arms to carry her into her garage where the various pelts lied.

Pickle finally had her… he finally had his cute little mate.

517 notes · View notes

untoldstar · 1 year

Text

Yandere! fan x public figure fem reader pt.2

warning: Yandere themes, obsessive behavior, nsfw, stalking

He let out a slow breath as he sat patiently waiting on his desk chair, his laptop propped up in front of him with your profile opened on the screen, it was Thursday, which meant you'd go live any minute now, and each time you went live he made sure he was the first one to enter it, the first one to see you before all those fake fans flooded into the chat, his eyes landed on the notification in the corner of his screen "_ is live: chatting:)" he clicked on the notification, grinning as excitement bubbled up in his chest at the sight of you, you had on a comfortable grey hoodie, your hair was slightly messy and you still hadn't removed your makeup, he immediately started typing, greeting you and telling you how beautiful you looked, hitting send and resting his hand on his cheek with his eyes fixated on you, studying every single detail, every move, every dart of your eyes, he took notice of your eyes glancing at the chat and the smile that slowly formed, his heart beat quickened 'she must have read my comment!' you simply greeted him back and thanked him for the compliment but his heart fluttered and his smile was so wide it was starting to hurt.

He was lucky he always made sure to record your streams! You thanking him at the beginning of the stream wasn't the only time you noticed him you had actually replied to him multiple times throughout the stream, keeping up with his comments, giving genuine replies, smiling sweetly, you were so responsive it felt like he might as well be in that room with you talking to you, his breath would hitch every time you got closer to the screen to read his comments better, it allowed him to get an even closer look at how pretty you are, how you'd slightly squint your eyes or lick your lips when you were focusing on reading all the comments, or when you'd bite your lip to hold back from smiling too wide or laughing at something you read, you were so fucking sexy and knowing you you probably weren't even doing it on purpose, or maybe you were, maybe you were teasing him on purpose because you knew it was torture for him, he swallowed when you licked your lips again, his eyes staying there for a moment longer, he leaned back in the chair his hands trailing to his pants almost slipping inside before he stopped midway, he could only imagine your pretty lips wrapped around his cock, kissing and licking the tip, taking him so deep in your throat, he'd gently caress your hair and spill out praise to show you what a good job you were doing taking his cock. He felt strained, even with those sinful thoughts clouding his mind he couldn't afford getting distracted yet, he still had so much he wanted to talk to you about!

His heart swelled when you started to yawn and read fewer comments as minutes passed, you were so cute you weren't even trying to hide the fact you were getting sleepy, he wanted nothing more than to be there for you to fall asleep in his arms and for him to be the one you wake up to in the morning, to be the only one you see.

You started to wrap up the stream and of course, he couldn't let you go without sending his usual "good night, sleep well!" "only dream happy dreams tonight" and with that, the stream ended. He leaned back in his chair letting his head fall back, he closed his eyes the content smile never leaving his face, he'd always sleep peacefully at night after seeing you.

#fem reader #yandere themes #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere fanfic #yandere! fan x reader #kind short #obsessive yandere #tw yandere #male yandere #yandere fan #yandere fanfiction

531 notes · View notes

s0apysm1les · 2 years

Note

Omg I love your yan geralt x rock troll darling; if it still ok with you maybe some hcs on geralt finding out darling's/reader's persuit was only intended to be a friendship and friendly company while she's separated from her mate and until she can unite with him again but she still wants to be friends with him? I don't think yan!geralt would take that info very well 👀

The ultimate - surely accidental - betrayal and one that you will come to regret. He not only did not kill *you* out of his random benevolence but he even left your comrade alone as well... until he saw the two of you hold hands and seem to lean on each other in a passionate way.

The rage he felt when he heard the clacking of stones that led to him turning and seeing the sight had never left him since then. Even as you treat him the same was you did previously.

The exited nature of matching a rock to his cold exterior and gleefully bringing it to him. Was it just you treating him as a lesser in your own sickeningly cruel way? You treat him like this. You open him up to you and make him connect you to him, make him have a vulnerability. You-you break him. And you can act like nothing happens? No. That's not how this works.

You CHOSE him. You already picked your mate when you sought Geralt out each of those times. The days where you somehow made him cater to your unspoken requests, the moments where he unpromptedly defended you, fed you and saved your life on multiple occasions was you. choosing. HIM.

It didn't matter that you had bonded with this other troll creature before you had met Geralt. It didn't matter because you had made Geralt chose you and with every one of your actions you had yelled to the stars above that you had chosen Geralt too. Don't you attempt to deny it now when everyone who you two had passed had seen everything and would agree with his thinking

If they knew what was good for them.

Your false... "mate" will die. He will ensure that you know this. He will ensure that *it* too knows this. Making a demented sort of show as he flourishes in watching the false mateship end in a gory tumble.

You will learn soon enough that this was only a farce that that other rock troll surely tricked you into.

You are just too oblivious and stupidly kind of a creature to notice that the other rock troll was lying and deceiving you the entire time into a relationship that is meant for Geralt to partake in with you.

But ignorance does not beget innocence you... darling, daft creature. And Geralt will teach you just who you belong to. No matter how much you cry and mourn for that fraudulent thing you called a mate.

Part One

#Yandere Witcher #the witcher #Yandere geralt #geralt of rivia #witcher #Witcher geralt #Witcher fanfiction #Yandere oneshot #Oneshot #Yandere x reader #Yandere fanfiction #Yandere prompt #X reader #Drabble #Yandere short #s0apysm1les #S0ap's stuff #T0tally-clean #S0apnsuds

112 notes · View notes

crooked-haven · 10 months

Text

Not all stories have happy endings | Jeon Jungkook Oneshot

➭ Paring: Jeon Jungkook x (F) Reader

➭ Genre: Angst (16+)

➭ Warnings/Tags: Sad Au, Heartbreak, Sad Ending, Ceo Boyfriend Jungkook, Age Gap, Yelling, Cursing, Lying, mentions of pregnancy, small violence (Jungkook breaks glass)

➭ By: Serendipity_haven (Taexxgukkie & Crooked-haven)

Word count: 1k

-Author's Pov-

You woke up next to no one. Again. It was recently like that, you of course had your suspicions on whether or not your boyfriend of 4 years was being loyal to you. He was a CEO at Jeon company and he met with quite a lot of people on a regular basis, even his secretary was a young attractive female, she was in his age group, rather than you as you were a good 6 years younger then Jungkook, but love is love and you both don't mind the age gap.

It was currently 9:44 am. You knew he wouldn't be home for hours on end so you decided to make him lunch and surprise him with it.

-time skip lunch time-

You finished up preparing a nice healthy lunch for your boyfriend and stopped when your lie came back to your head. Jungkook thinks you're pregnant, which wasn't a total lie to begin with but you did have a false positive, you don't know how to tell him so you have kept it in and it's been a few weeks. You feel so guilty about it but you hope he understands. You plan on telling him at lunch today.

-Time Skip to building-

You walk into the elevator and push the number 9, that's the floor his office is on. You wait and wait listening to the awkward elevator music until it dings signaling you the doors are open. You walk out, take a deep breath and walk down the hall to your left. You were shaking, you were nervous and you were worried that this lie would ruin your relationship, but it had to be said. You couldn't go any longer with the guilt eating you up second by second.

You were going to knock, but when you saw the time you knew he was on his break already, so you just walked in and spoke happily.

You: "Hi baby! I brought you some lunch for today."

You walked over to his right side seeing he was still working on paper work even though it was his break. Overworking himself was almost like a skill he had. You set down the small containers in front of him and hugged him around his back still not getting any attention from him whatsoever.

You: "Baby take a break you need one." You spoke softly in his ear and kissed his cheek. He stiffened and sighed out of annoyance.

Jungkook: "No, thank you for the lunch you may leave now I'm busy."

His coldness did sting a little but you smiled and tried to look past it.

You: "No Jungkook, I have some things that I need to discuss with you."

He harshly looked up at you, and you're now sitting in the small seat across from him.

Jungkook: "Can't it wait until I'm home?!" He snapped causing you to flinch a little.

You simply shook your head no, giving him a look that made his features soften, but only for a split second before they turned cold yet again.

He sat there staring at you waiting for you to hurry and get it over with, you took a deep breath and started to speak.

You: "So...you know how I showed you those pregnancy tests?" He looked bored.

You: "Anyways...I am not actually pregnant kook..." You said it quickly, part of you hoping he didn't hear it so you could just run far away, but luck wasn't on your side, and you received Karma.

He stood up abruptly and slammed his fists on his desk, causing the glass like surface to shatter a bit. He ignored the pain shooting to his knuckles and yelled at you with dagger like eyes.

Jungkook: "WHAT DID YOU SAY!? YOU MEAN TO TELL ME THAT YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME Y/N?!"

He was cold yes, but he never ever rose his voice at you this loudly. You looked down trying to evade his glare, and that only added more fuel to his fire.

Before you could even stand up properly, Jungkook immediately spoke in a harsh tone causing an immense amount of pain shooting right to your heart and head.

Jungkook: "You know what since you're admitting that you lied to me, then that means I can admit my lie to you! I never loved you, and I've been cheating on you." He spoke those words with almost no emotion in his eyes. He didn't care about you anymore. He didn't love you anymore.

With that confession from him, you slowly stood up and nodded. Your heart already shattered into a million broken little pieces but what could you expect? You already admitted to him that you were not the best to be with. He is Jeon Jungkook for fucks sake. The multi millionaire that runs the biggest company in all of Asia. You were just a pesky fly in his way of happiness.

So you did what you thought any logical person would do. You walked up to him and hugged him. Holding in your sad filled tears you hugged him and thanked him for being in your life, for loving you that small bit of time he did. You almost gasped when you felt arms hug you back, until they weren't actually hugging you, they were just moving you off his body so he could shove you away yet again.

You spoke softly, still trying to suppress your tears.

You: "You may not love me but I'll always love you Jeon Jungkook. "

And with that you left, you left so he could move on and be happy. Deep down inside you, you knew you'd never find love and happiness again.

End♡︎

A/N-

Woah that was a sad one, so sorry for being depressing but I really did like this. Most Wattpad fanfics focus on the imagination of love, and not what could have happened in sad terms.

Anyways I hope you all have a fantastic day/night and see you soon don't forget to leave a heart~ <3

#jeon jungkook #bts yandere #jeon jeongguk #jungkook scenarios #jungkook x you #bts x you #bts x reader #y/n #kpop smut #kpop fanfic #ff #fanfiction #bts #wattpad #wit #instagram #oneshot #short story

34 notes · View notes

apples4day · 20 days

Text

BLAME || Yandere! TDWT x Fem! Reader

1/2 EPISODE TWO (Walk Like An Egyptian: part two)

This is part 3 of this series, go read part 1 & 2 if u haven’t

The sun was absolutely killing you.

"Ooo!! Look! Team colors.." Izzy pointed out, clasping her hands together. "Why the heck is our mat yellow??" Harold questioned, shaking his fist like an old angry man. "We're no cowards!" He raised it in the air. Leshawna looked at him like he was a baby. "Relax sugar, the mats GOLD cause team victory's in first place!" She said.

"I can't believe Duncan got disqualified just cause he won't sing!" Gwen complained.

"Maybe he can't sing." Heather taunted, pointing a finger at Gwen.

Bad move going for Gwen and Courtney's man. You thought, shaking your head no.

"Oh he can do anything he sets his mind to! And now he's stuck on the plane waiting for a ride home..poor thing. He must be miserable." Courtney got quieter as she spoke.

Sierra walked over to team victory, not that you cared. Now it was time to become a more liked character...

"What do you guys think we're gonna have to do?" You asked putting a finger on your chin, trying to look as innocent as possible. Noah gave you a weird look before speaking, "nothing easy. Chris just loves adding more to his list of felonies." You giggled. Noah smiled slightly.

Alejandro took notice and decided to join the conversation. "Fear not comrades, I'm sure we will win!" You looked unimpressed, once again failing to pretend to be nice to Alejandro. Noah shared the same look with you. "You talk like you're some big activist, cool it playboy," Noah replied and crossed his arms.

"Yeah...gonna have to agree with Noah on that one." You muttered, loud enough for them both to hear and put your arm around Noah's shoulder, making him sway because he wasn't expecting it. He looked shocked, not expecting you to be the type to be so touchy with people you just met. Alejandro basically pranced over to you and spun you around, "don't worry chica, you'll get used to it." He winked which just made you scowl. Noah was 90% sure Alejandro did that because he didn't like the fact you were holding him (Noah) instead of him (Alejandro). "Yeah sure..but you're making me dizzy, bunny," you claimed, opening your joke. "Bunny?" Noah asked, looking disgusted. You smirked at them both,

"Playboy bunny." You said to them both, but the insult was clearly to Alejandro. This earned a laugh from Noah. You swear you saw Alejandro's eye twitch at your small insult, but he continued smiling. "What's next, you gonna show up in lingerie and announce you work as waitress?" Noah added. You laughed, Alejandro didn't. Owen was just chilling, he looked high in a way. "You good big guy?" You asked, he didn't answer. "Okay whatever.." you mumbled. Alejandro smiled harder for some reason, taking joy in Owen's lack of attention to you. "I'm gonna keep an eye on Sierra, she's talking an oddly lot to team Amazon." You pointed out, they both agreed and seemed to do the same thing.

You went back to wrapping an arm around Noah, not noticing the annoyed look he gave you. But there was also a shade of pink dusting his cheeks.

For those who DONT know: a playboy bunny is a cocktail waitress at a Playboy (brand and more) club. They wear lingerie and bunny ears. You made the joke because of Noah calling Alejandro a playboy + it would be funny seeing Alejandro as a playboy bunny.

"Super cute! (Referring to Owen) but he's no Cody! Did you know Cody slept with a stuffed emu named Jerry until he was..well okay he still does!" Sierra said. Noah and you butted in, "and you know this how?" For some reason you kept saying the same thing as other people. Now it was Noah??

"I called his aunt once! I pretended I was a telemarketer."

"Ooh stalkerlicious.."

You laughed at Noah's comment.

BANG

"Don't know about you guys..but I am loving Egypt!" Chris said while snacking on some grapes. "And I'm gonna love it even more when watching YOU enjoy your second challenge! The amazing camel race."

Harold looked confused and began looking around, "where are the other camels?"

"There are no other camels! Its a CAMEL race not a camels race."

Heather cheered at the new information. Leshawna didn't look as pleased as Heather, "we won last time but they get a camel, they get a goat, and we get a stick?!" Chris explaining again that each reward had its own advantage then explaining that teams will race to the Nile, and must bring their rewards to the finish line.

Now it was time to strategize. You thought hard, this would be a good way to get people in your favor if you could help win this challenge. "Don't worry guys I'm super smart, I'll figure this out." You joked, hoping they would understand it was a joke. Luckily they did and laughed. Alejandro being the only one who didn't, "we need no camel! We have each other. And we are unstoppable! We have the will and the strength and together we will triumph!" Alejandro gave a pep talk.

You weren't impressed, but the others were...minus Sierra who looked even less impressed than you.

CONFESSIONAL- SIERRA

"Look! I'm the number one total drama super fan, it says so right in my blog. But Alejandro...he's never even been on TV before, I've never seen him in QT monthly. I do not know what these girls see in him, they're loco."

CONFESSIONAL- SIERRA; ENDED

—

CONFESSIONAL- BRIDGETTE

"Geoff, okay, I know...maybe it looks bad but I want you to know that I was not swooning over Alejandro. It was just the heat! I just wanna run my fingers through your thick dark- BLOND! Blond hair!"

CONFESSIONAL- BRIDGETTE; ENDED

—

CONFESSIONAL- Y/N

"Alejandro...welllll"

"he's a big threat."

You crossed your legs and leaned towards the camera.

"Y eso es porque necesito hacer una alianza con ese pelotudo antes de que pierdo mis chances de ganar!" (And that's why I need to make an alliance with that jerk/idiot/stupid(person) before I lose my chances of winning!) Side note: My Spanish is Argentinian, as I am Argentinian.

CONFESSIONAL- Y/N; ENDED

Out of the corner of your eye, you had noticed DJ killed a bird by accident. He seemed out of it. None of my concern right now...but I can use that later. You thought.

"So guys, what's the plan for this?" You asked, crossing your arms and raising your brow. Noah lightly frowned when you removed your arm from his shoulders. You mainly did it because Noah was 5'10 and you...were struggling to reach around his shoulders. He had noticed earlier and thought it was funny. Alejandro smiled and began positioning you all onto the goat, it was like a weird circus trick. Everyone on your team except you and Alejandro had now gotten onto the goat, clearly struggling to balance.

This guy better not touch me, you looked over at Alejandro with a nervous smile. A smile that screamed 'don't touch me.'

"Sorry Señorita, I'm gonna have to grab onto your waist for this," Alejandro said, using his charm to calm you. You couldn't get a word in before he slid his hand around your waist. You felt butterflies, it wasn't often an attractive man was holding your waist AND with a genuine smile. He was enjoying it.

"Ooh! This is so cool! Ale-hand-out..or alekazahm! Ahh I'm just gonna call you Al!" Owen announced. "Go Al!" He was talking about the way Alejandro had managed to get them all balanced, but struggled saying his name.

Noah looked skeptical, he didn't believe this would work. "Yeah..this is gonna work." (Sarcastic)

"Have faith Noah! Believe, in us!" Alejandro encouraged, still gripping your waist.

Hes so close to me...

Alejandro gripped you harder as he jumped up as to not drop you. You two landed on top of Sierra and Owen. Alejandro had lifted you up to sit on his shoulder like a parrot. "Woah! We're perfectly balanced," Tyler pointed out in amazement. (Basically you're sitting on ONE shoulder, not your legs around his head. Don't ask me how...his shoulders are really weird though. Js cartoon logic, make it work. Like when you see a parent and their kid is on just ONE of their shoulders. Idk🤷‍♀️)

"Okay..color me impressed."

"I feel like I'm gonna fall," you whined, holding onto the top of Alejandro's head. You were sitting on his shoulder, which meant you were all the way at the top. "I would never let a pretty lady like you fall!" Alejandro winked. "Mhm...I'll believe it when I see it." You gripped his hair softly, "you have..really soft hair dude."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"It's basic weight distribution. Anyone with a degree in engineering or an IQ of 163 or higher could figure it out." Alejandro bragged.

"By the way, you're doing a magnificent job of flying this plane." Alejandro complimented chef.

"Who? Me? Nahhh.."

"Now now, don't blush. It's true."

Chef giggled like a little girl.

Alejandro turned back around. "Putting Y/n in a position where she has to trust me was a good idea- not that I like it or anything...but it does allow her to see that I'm a worthy ally. Her hands felt..oddly nice though."

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

"Aight! Niles that-a-way!" Chris announced, pointing to literally the WHOLE desert. "Kinda big, blue, and watery, can't miss it...or I guess you can! But then you'll die, probably get killed by the local scarab beetles. It's mating season and they get all killey when they're in heat!"

My weakness..bugs! Ew ew..

"Um..now's a good time to let you all know...I can't do bugs. I'll cry." You said just loud enough for only your group to hear. "I'll wipe your tears hermosa," Alejandro flirted.

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"Listen, I don't like the new girl. She's annoying. But I like the new guy even less. I don't want him flirting with my-..I mean...Y/n! She gets my humor, he doesn't get her like I get her! BACK OFF."

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Leshawna rushed up to Chris. "I'm glad there aren't any out here, those things are nasty!" (Referring to scarabs)

"I'll tell them you said so."

Chef pushed over a vase, and beetles crawled everywhere.

"AHHH"

"EHHAWHHH"

"EW"

Screams erupted, especially from team victory since they were directly on the floor. "Oh my gosh! OH MY GOSH! NO. I CANT!!" You cried out like a little baby. (Embarrassing!) Alejandro looked in shock. Your whole team was basically in a jaw dropped state...especially Tyler who was screaming like an actual little girl..ehem: AHHHHHH

Team victory was having a hard time, Lindsay was being unintentionally funny. The musical bell went off and you tensed up even more, grabbing Alejandro's hair a little rougher. "Ah..Hermosa, that's only okay in bed." Alejandro gave a suggestive comment and you loosened your grip and gave him a disgusted look.

Right...I have to get on his good side.

"Guess I'll save that for later then," you replied, smiling at him in a suggestive way. On the inside you cringed.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO

"Wow." His cheeks were slightly pink and his brows were furrowed.

CONFESSIONAL- ALEJANDRO; ENDED

—

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH

"she's flirting back...SHES FLIRTING BACK? HIM OUT OF ALL GUYS? NOT ME? REALLY? Not that I care! It's just..ughh" (he's speaking in a sassy way by the way, sassy mixed with anger, it doesn't seem in character until you read it in a sassy angry way)

CONFESSIONAL- NOAH; ENDED

Chris was chuckling. "Ooh! Time for a song! Think of it as a mini challenge. Music can soothe the savage mate seeking scarabs SO make up a good song and maybe they won't kill ya! Or don't and get disqualified like Duncan."

"YAYYY" Izzy cheered.

Everyone else groaned.

Pick or make your own part

The song was going great, till Ezekiel ruined it. "Nice one, GO!" Chris set off an air horn and everyone began searching for the Nile..and running from the scarabs. You were still tense and looked like you were about to cry. "That was the worst few minutes of my life," you said. Your team laughed, thinking you were joking.

You were not. That was disgusting, you felt one crawl up your leg.

"Who's gonna die? And who's going buh bye? Find out after the break on total drama world tour cha cha cha!" Chris said, whispering the last part.

I got lazy idk😰

Better than nothin'

Part four already out!

Follow for notifications.

Part four ⬇️

19 notes · View notes

froms8nsashes · 7 months

Text

Gym Class

"Ridley! Psst... Ridley,"

Grian and Taurtis had been trying to get her attention the entire time because Sam was too much of a pussy to try and talk to her himself. So he was a coward as usual.

Ridley just paid no mind to them. Actually, she wanted nothing to do with them after last week. She had been avoiding all three of them, trying to forget what Sam said.

Ridley, wait! I... killed someone

Her eyes widened and she jumped at the sound of a whistle, she was the only one standing in front of the gym teacher. Looking around hesitantly she noticed that Ellen was standing with her.

"We have dodgeball today." The clairvoyant said, smiling slightly. Their eye was bandaged once again.

She noticed Sam was standing on the other side, then realized that Taurtis and Grian were on her team. Mentally kicking herself she caught a ball that one of her teammates threw at her, whipping her head in their direction Taurtis shrunk back. Her gaze was intense, burning into his soul. He shared a weary look with Grian.

"Are you upset because of last week?" Ellen asked.

"How do you even know that?"

"Intuition."

"Well, it's not like I need to care. He's just some geek criminal. A loser. He's practically beneath me, if he went as far as to- " She stopped herself, glancing at Ellen. The ball was squished in her hands, her nails digging into the plastic.

"Oh- did you tell him you liked him and he turned you down?" Ellen's eyes lit up.

"What? No! Besides, I would have been the one to turn him down!"

Ridley threw the ball at someone who had caught her eye, whipping it across the gym full force. She wasn't angry. She couldn't be angry. Sam wasn't her problem. He was just some stupid boy who transferred to her school. She didn't need to care.

Picking up a ball from the ground she couldn't help but notice him standing there awkwardly, watching students throw balls at each other. He was obviously avoiding getting hit and that just seemed to make her even angrier. Stepping up very close to the line dividing the gym she stared at him.

What the hell was she doing? Sam could only stare at her with wide brown eyes, his ears standing on end making him appear taller than he already is. She beckoned him over, motioning with her fingers. His feet were moving on their own accord and he was standing just on the other side of the line in front of her.

"Who the fuck did you kill?!" She asked in hushed tone, the ball looked like it was going to deflate.

"What?" Sam choked on his own spit.

"You heard me."

"Why do you want to know?!"

"How dangerous are you?!"

"It was my ex girlfriend, but it was an accident!"

The rest of class was mostly a blur, but Sam ended up at the infirmary with a bloody, possibly broken nose. Taurtis and Grian were with him, sitting next to him as he tilted his head up, holding a tissue over his nose. His voice was nasally and barely audible.

"Do you think she's pissed at me?"

"Dude, we had to pull her off of you. She was screaming about pressing charges or contacting the authorities." Taurtis' voice was quiet.

"What did you say to her?" Grian asked.

"I told her what happened..."

#yangust 2023 #yandere high school #yhs #yhs sam #yhs grian #yhs taurtis #yhs samgladiator #yhs fanfiction #i forgot to do day four sooooo #its short and i intended it to be short #every other prompt will be disconnected from this #i just want him to get punched yk

8 notes · View notes

bee-urs · 2 years

Text

The Rain Woman

Original short story

Horror, Psychological Thriller, Obsessive Love, yandere.

Rated R 🔞

Word count : 4640

This story follows the peak climax of our main character Pierce who happened to get too attached to a little baker who’s already been through so much.

You subjected to the man who’s brain is in putty thanks to you, little baker.

[please forgive typos! I’m so sorry! Enjoy!]

~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Work. Walk home. Feed the stray cats. Eat. Sleep.

It’s always the same with you. I loved that.

I loved how predictable you could be. It's so cute how you write every little thing you do in your planner.

Your gold-spiraled, red-covered daily binder.

I remember when it fell out of your bag and you chipped the side.

It’s a good thing I was there to hand it back to you.

It’s also a good thing I follow you home and make sure you’re safe.

“It’s 9:00 PM.” I lowly whispered as I brought my watch up to my face.

It’s time for you to walk home from that cute little bakery you own. It’s been in the family for 23 years. That’s your entire life.

Ever since your parents went for a swim in the saltwater lakes of our city, you and your brother have had to take over the hardship of owning a fairly popular bakery.

Well— I should say that’s how it was.

He was murdered in his sleep and thrown in the lake with your parents.

I hope you get answers one day. I hope that investigator you hired figures out whatever happened to your missing family.

“It’s 9:05 PM. You’re running late.” I narrated to myself as a leaned against the flickering lamppost in the distance.

My hot breath against the cold raining atmosphere fogged up my glasses. The rain is so loud when it’s hitting the top of my Fedora and sliding off of my trench coat.

You know you shouldn’t leave me alone with my thoughts for too long my love. You’re testing me.

“Finally.” A grin crept up on my face as I watched you fiddle with the store lock and descended on your journey home.

I don’t know why you bothered to bring that umbrella. It’s not like you use it.

It’s funny really. How you love the rain and how I hate it.

I’ll make an exception for you.

Forget about the rain. I want to watch you feed those kittens. It’s cute. You’re so pure and beautiful. Looking at you takes the weight of this cold world off of my chest.

So fragile, so beautiful. Like a doll.

“Pierce?” An angelic voice called out.

Shit. Fuck.

I was so engulfed in your beauty—I was too busy fantasizing about you and that soft plush skin. That I didn’t realize I was right up on you.

I was 5 feet away.

“I didn’t notice you! I’m so sorry! I was lost in my head until I saw your shadow.” You beamed up in the rain while pointing to the overhead street lamp.

Damn lamp.

“Yeah. I wanted to talk to you but I didn’t know how to get your attention. I’m sorry.” I huffed out as I ruffled that wet little rainy head of yours.

I’m sure it’s just because I’m tall and towering over you but—you’re so short.

“You should really use your umbrella you know. I don’t want you catching a cold.” A warm smile was attempted to spread across my face.

The way you throw your head back to laugh is so fucking cute.

Your voice is mesmerizing. God, I wonder if your moans sound the same.

“You psychic? How’d ya know?” You shuffled around in that large, cluttered bag.

Did I ever tell you how I loved the way you talked sometimes? It’s clear you’re not from this state.

You dug around and there it was. That small Red umbrella—that I shouldn’t have known was there yet.

Damn it, Pierce, you’re nervous.

“Well, what psycho doesn’t carry an umbrella, when it’s raining.” I gave a close-eyed laugh while shoving my hands into my coat.

I’m not about to blow my cover, doll.

“You’re not, Detective Pierce.” You clearly stated with a glare.

I hate when you call me that.

“Just Pierce is fine.” I corrected.

“Detective, I’m glad I ran into you. Have you found any updates about my parents or brother? It’s been a year now.” A frown polluted that beautiful face.

Why do you keep calling me Detective?

“Detective?”

I’m starting to think you enjoy pissing me off. You keep distancing yourself when you speak, type, or write to me. Do I make you uncomfortable?

“Detective.”

You’re not very kind to me either. The first day I decided to pick up your case I gave you hope. I told you they were alive. I fed you bread crumbs.

I comforted you at home. I brought you food. I called you every week to make sure your ok and then after a month you stopped returning my calls and e-mails.

You don’t even open the door anymore.

Bitch.

“Detective Pierce!” You shouted causing me to flinch.

Did you just yell at me? I’ve never seen you so mad.

Those frowned brows and puffed-up cheeks are telling me that I must have offended you.

We’re you talking to me? I was too busy splitting my head in two because you cut communication with me.

“I’m sorry I was lost in thought.” That was all I could mutter. To be honest I’m still trying to find the right words to say to keep you talking to me.

Today I’m going to make my move to further my relationship with you.

I have my ultimate trump card.

“There’s no way to easily say this but— I believe they were murdered.” I didn’t even get out my sentence before you fell to your knees on that dirty pavement. My love, please get up.

“But—but you said they were alive!” That angelic voice croaked and cried.

You threw your hands up to your face. Did you not want to see me?

I’ll stoop down to your level on one knee. Don’t hide from me.

“I know. We’re dealing with a talented murderer. I have reason to believe that it was a murder. But the more important news is that…” I had to trail off. I had to get you on edge so you’d look at me. I want your full undivided attention while I break you.

Like clockwork, your face flew up from those small hands.

That red, sobbing face was now in my full view.

Even in the rain, your Irises shine. Let me wipe the tears away from those gorgeous eyes.

“The killer is after you I believe. I’ve gathered enough evidence to decree that without a doubt you have a stalker as well.” The more I spoke the more of a horrific expression plastered that pretty little face.

“Is—is that why you’ve been following me?”

What?

The fuck did you just say?

you know? You knew I was following you? You knew I watched you?

I won’t lose face yet. This case is still recoverable.

By the end of the night, I will be in your fucking bed.

“Ah— apologies. I wanted to keep it discreet and make sure you weren’t going to be in immediate danger. After I had enough of a case I was going to present it to you.” I covered that shit up. I’m good at what I do I won't let myself get too sloppy.

I want you. Just standing this close to you is enough to make me crack.

I’m aching just standing here. I want you.

“To be honest I noticed you for a while. I thought maybe you were starting to think something crazy— like I caused them to go missing. Like how they do on TV and stuff.“ you were fiddling with your sleeves again. You were crying but now you’re trying to recover. You must hate breaking down in front of others.

I tried not to laugh.

I’m one of the city's best detectives and you don’t think I would have weeded your ass out by now?

As soft and plump as it is…

It couldn’t be you.

You can’t be the killer. Because I’m the killer.

“No. Is that why you cut contact with me?” I asked that question a little too forward. I caught you off guard. I can tell.

You clutched your bag and stared down at your feet. You even hung your head low.

Doll, are you ashamed? You should be.

I’m your lifeline and you’d cut me off? I thought about ways to punish you.

“I-I’m sorry Pierce. I was just in a dark place. I thought you’d given up on my case. I felt like the case was going cold.” You were stammering. Your voice even cracked in your sentences.

Here’s where I initiate my plan.

“Please let me walk you home. With everything that’s going on I really want to get you home safe.” I practically forced that question on you but—who cares. I’m getting excited.

“O-ok! I don’t live far.” You smiled.

You smiled. At me.

All of my excitement is starting to brim. But since I have to maintain my indifferent professional face it’s being redirected.

Straight to my pants. God, I hate how you do that.

You’ve got to be a witch—a naughty one. My little succubus.

I was growing in my pants before but when you reached for my hands and interlocked fingers with me I started leaking.

Fuck.

If I get any close to you. I'm going to cream my pants till I’m dehydrated.

“Detective?” Your airy voice Carried around in my head.

“I'm sorry I was just thinking about something.” I covered.

“You looked so concentrated—haha you're cute when your brows frown.” You noted my fixated brows.

If only you knew what I was thinking about.

I guess I was so focused because I didn’t even know we were walking.

When did we get to your house?

“Well this is my home but— I- I have a favor.” You looked everywhere but my eyes.

I’m staring holes in you, doll. Look at me. Please.

“Would you mind staying the night here?—“

“I— know! I know it’s not a usual request—but I’m just so scared.” Your warm face buried into my torso.

Fuck. I wanted to whine so bad.

Do you like when men whine? Do you like being on top?

“I'd be delighted to,” I replied a little too quick. I couldn’t let you re-think.

After opening the door to your comfortable home. You frantically tried to clean up the empty cups on the living room table.

How cute. It’s ok doll I love seeing you in your element.

It was a beautiful home but compared to me it was a bit small. I’m taking up a lot more space than I thought I would at this height.

“Well— I should get ready for bed. In the meantime. The living room is all yours! Thank you so much for being here.” You were blushing when you said that.

“I have my journal so I’ll just continue working on some cases.” I reassured as I walked to the couch and took out my hardcover book.

With a reassuring nod, you left me.

I was about to fantasize about those soap suds all over that soft body and that coconut shampoo you use.

But something was off.

Out of your daily Schedule of:

Work. Walk home. Feed the stray cats. Eat. Sleep.

You didn’t Feed the stray cats on the way here nor did you eat.

You’ve been breaking the schedule a lot lately.

This was the 3rd day you were late closing the store.

The first day you’ve ever avoided feeding the cats.

And your 5th day with an irregular eating pattern.

You’re cracking.

You’re not doing a usual routine. You’ve changed.

Maybe the weight of your family disappearing and being all alone is causing you to fall into a depressive state.

Perfect.

Fucking perfect.

I’m going to take advantage of that.

I was deep in thought until I heard you soft little shuffling back to the living room.

I picked up my book to look busy.

“P-pierce?” You stammered my name.

God, I'm trying so hard not to groan.

“Yes?”

“Can I ask you for a favor?”

“Sure.”

I know what you’re going to ask me for baby.

Say it. Please say it.

With the guilt of me confronting you for ceasing contact with me, your depression, the scare of your parents being murdered and you being stalked—you’re going to ask me to sleep with you.

God the heavens are shining down on me.

I come from a long line of Buddhists. Fun facts I’ll tell you about me the morning after.

“Well— your definitely bigger than the couch— and um—”

Go on, spit it out.

“Y-you can share my bed.” You were practically a tomato you know.

“I can?” My smart-ass mouth rubbed it in.

“Y-you don’t have to! I don’t know why I said that I’m sorry!” You rambling practically pulling your hair in embarrassment.

Enough teasing let me seal this up quick.

“Listen. I’d love to keep you company. Anything I can do to make you comfortable is my mission.” I Cooley stated as I took off my coat, blazer, and shoes.

How rude of me I should have done it sooner. I’m not going to lie I wanted you to yell at me though.

Excitement brimmed more and more as we neared that door.

Going through it was enough to make me croak.

I’m so close.

The whole ordeal was silent as we both got into the bed.

You took the right like you always do, and I took the left. The spot I had dreamed about laying in.

On the off days I took from watching you I was in this very spot.

But now I’m in it with you.

A tear slid down my face. God, I’m so happy.

I get to sleep in this bed with a real-life goddess. I practically finished my mission. I closed my best case.

Case closed by investigator, Pierce Choi.

Time to claim my reward. I’m going to take advantage of this.

I sniffled.

Then sniffled again.

“Pierce are you ok?” In seconds you reached over and turned on the bedside lamp.

“I’m so sorry. I just wish I could have done better for you.” I acted out as another faux tear traveled down my cheek.

“You’ve done so much for me already! Thank you.” You attempted to cheer me up by rolling over in the bed to hug me.

And my god did you cheer me up.

I embraced you.

I wrapped my strong arms around that thin waist.

I was practically crushing you.

Then it happened. You leaned back inches from my face.

Time to seal it.

“You’re so— beautiful.” I paused and breathed out.

“I— I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to say that out loud.” I dramatically shot up, sitting you up with me.

You’re too desperate for protection and the company to reject me.

“It’s ok! I—I liked it when you said that.” You blushed in the softly shaded room.

Slowly bringing a hand up to your cheek. I cupped it and leaned in.

“May I?” I breathed heat on those plump little lips.

You must be pent up you naughty thing. You didn’t even let me finish before you pushed those lips onto mine.

God, you’re so sweet.

You taste like candy.

I could cream in those puffs right now little baker.

I was so hungry I laid back into our kiss as I pushed your face down on mine.

You were on top of me just like In the dreams I had of us.

I know you need to breathe but could you hold on a little longer?

I guess not.

You cupped those soft little hands on my face and gently pushed me down.

“I-I want it. I want you.” Those words danced off that tasty tongue and into my ears.

I’m not even going to reply to that silly. Was it not clear that I already want you?

Without hesitation, I swapped our places so I could be on top.

I know what I said before. But fuck I’m so hungry I can’t help myself.

“I’ll try to be gentle,” I whispered into those cute ears while landing a kiss on those lips.

Shredding those clothes into pieces I had you naked in 10 seconds flat.

Where do I start first? God, I wish I had more hands.

After hesitating I dived straight for those breasts.

Sucking on that soft, squishy flesh while massaging the other is practically edging me.

I could feel all that shameless grinding you were doing on my cock. It was driving me wild.

I was groaning through me sucking this blessed chest. I know you could feel my vocal cords vibrating.

Your legs were already crossed on my body but I’m not even inside you yet.

You want me. And that’s driving me insane.

I’m breeding you.

You. Are. Mine.

“Take my shirt off. Please.” I whined desperately.

On command, you ripped my button-up off. I don’t know how you managed to—but you popped the buttons off and they went flying across the room.

We were both shocked. But now I know that you definitely like to hear me whine.

“I’m—hng~ I'm sorry!” You were moaning through the grinding.

For a long time, I wondered if your moans were as sweet as your pastries.

They were.

Those sweet vocals were feeling up the room and all I was doing was grinding on you and kneading the soft dough on your chest.

Time to step it up I want to hear more.

How could you handle two fingers?

Wanted to find out I trailed kisses down your sweet body. I started with those soft lips and neck then down to my favorite spot, your chest. Then from there down that firm build, lingering at your thighs.

I nibbled and sucked those inner thighs so hard I had you arching that surprisingly flexible back.

Here’s where I drive you crazy.

I looked up from between those gorgeous legs into those beautiful tear-filled eyes.

And slowly, without breaking eye contact. I brought my lips to the ones between your legs and gave them a sloppy kiss.

I wanted to watch you wreather in pleasure.

“Nhg~ Pierce please!” You pleaded to attempt breaking my gaze.

“Look at me doll. Watch me.” I breathed against those pretty little lips causing me to finally meet those beautiful eyes again.

So obedient.

“Good girl.” Two simple words had you oozing out on my chin.

Not being able to stop me I ravaged the soaking, aching hole in front of me.

God you were so wet, who knew I had this power over you.

I did.

I dragged my tongue all across that pussy.

Up, down, up, left, right. I hand to hold on to your thighs so I didn’t shove my head inside of you. I pushed my tongue in as far as it could go while I sucked up whatever I could.

Just when I felt you clenching down I swapped my tongue out for two fingers and plunged them as deep as I could trying to open and stretch them inside of the tight hole.

I knew I was hitting the right places with all of that bouncing you were doing.

I altered between my fingers and my tongue seamlessly. But you seem to prefer it when I eat you out. Cute.

Grinding against my face and practically ripping my hair out you endlessly moaned my name.

“Pierce! Oh my god! Please!” You squeaked out wrapping your thighs around my head.

Fuck. You're crushing my skull in but it feels so good.

Just in the moment alone, I came in my pants.

If it was quiet enough I’m sure you could hear my cock squishing and making sounds in my pants as desperately humped the bed while eating you out.

God my legs were trembling but I’m not going to be satisfied until I breed you.

“Baby I can't hold back anymore— please I need to feel you,” I grunted and groaned as I pried my head from your beautiful aching pussy that was oozing all of the bed with the juices mixed in my saliva.

Desperately pulling me by my hair up to your face, I barely had time to react as you shoved your tongue down my throat.

Stealing the juices I worked so hard to swallow. Why couldn’t you share with me? Selfish.

I whined as you swallowed all of the contents that lingered in my mouth.

“I-I’m ready.” You stammered out after pulling yourself away from my lips.

Looking down your hands shot straight for my belt.

My god, you were going to do it for me?

I love you. You know what you want.

Fiddling with my pants zipper before you belt you struggled to get it down.

But when you finally were able to get it down an inch my body had other plans.

“Hng!~” letting out a whorish from grunt from my throat my cock came flying out of my waistband and pushed my belt and zipper open.

When I said I was bursting at the seams I meant it.

“Fuck.” I huffed out as I lifted my head to see that angelic face again.

But you looked so scared. Through this whole ordeal, I don’t think I’ve seen you so red.

“I’m- I'm sorry.” I huffed out, weakly hovering over that small frame.

“It’s so big?“ you indirectly stroke my ego.

With a mind of its own, it jumped and throbbed causing me to whimper.

I’m desperate.

“Fuck. I-I’ll go slow. I promise. Please.” I shakily breathed in your ear.

The hesitant cry leaving your lips isn’t enough.

Say it.

“P-please. Ah~ I can’t stay like this it- it hurts!” I whimpered in your ear.

Shameless grinding against your pussy I slid my pants down as far as I could.

“A-alright—Just go slow.” You barely whispered out.

That’s all I needed.

I practically rushed to get the tip in causing it to slip out a few times.

Just the tip alone caused you to squeeze down.

“Baby~ hng!” I moaned out like a needy whore.

I came so easy. Just one squeeze and I already filled up the entrance causing some to come out.

“I’m sorry. I got too excited.” I’m shamelessly shaking out. But before you could ask I already showed I could keep going but pushing in two more inches.

Every time you squeezed I practically came. You were going to be swollen by daybreak.

I pushed a little more. You squeezed and cried.

Four inches in.

I pushed more. You dug your nails into my back.

You must want me to wear you out. We’re in six inches now.

I pushed more and I could feel your walls collapsing on me. You wrapped your legs around my hips.

Uh oh.

I don’t think you intended to but you forced your legs down causing my hips to buckle and push the rest of the three inches in.

I instantly came. Again.

“Pierce!” You cried at the top of your lungs while burring your face into my chest. I could tell you wanted to be in the crook of my neck but the height difference was throwing us off.

God, I love missionary.

Letting you take a minute or two to recover I slowly pulled out halfway causing your breath to hitch.

“ I love you,” I whispered. Maybe you heard me or maybe you didn’t but I felt you clench down so hard prompting my body to act on its own.

I slid back in and repeated the process as I was practically edging you by dragging all nine inches off my cock against the gummy walls.

It took at least seven minutes for you to get adjusted to the size but once you did, you made the mistake of rushing me.

“Pierce please! Stop teasing!” You cried as you playfully banged on my back.

Teasing? I was making love to you.

Fine. Now I’m going to dog walk you like a bitch.

Slamming into you, you barely choked out enough air to tell me to wait.

“Wai—“

“No.”

In. Out. In. Out.

I was slamming so hard I could basically feel your bones rattling.

I wasn’t done.

Picking up the speed I was slamming harder and faster as I kept knocking your head into the headboard.

I was punishing you. Roughing you up a little should be fine right? You’ll learn not to rush me next time.

The board was hitting the wall so hard and so fast that we made a little mark in the wall and caused a picture to fall over.

I’ll buy you more. I’ll get you anything you want. You only need me.

My hips kept buckling trying to keep up with the speed. I had to hold a hand on the wall just to support myself.

“Hng~ oh my god~ Pierce!” You cried and cried. But no one going to hear you.

The moans, cries, and screams only fed me more and more. I was so close.

“I’m cumming. I’m so close.” I barely got out loud enough. You were stealing all of my air by sucking it through my cock.

It was driving me crazy. It’s almost too much. Just like you feel I’m stretching you out and causing you pain. You’re doing the same to me.

It’s so tight your crushing me. God, it feels so good.

We won’t be able to walk tomorrow. That’s ok. That’s more time I can sleep with you.

“I’m close too. Pierce, please cum with me.” You cried out tightening your legs around me and leaving more claw marks in my back.

I’m going to be looking in the mirror all morning. I love the new tattoos your giving me.

Fuck. Fuck. It’s coming.

I've been cumming so much I don’t know if I’m shooting blanks or not.

“Hng~ Cumming!” We both shouted aloud as we cried out in pleasure.

I’m sure I put a hole in the wall with all our lovemaking.

It’s a good thing I’ve been replacing your contraceptives with fakes. You’re having my baby tonight.

That makes this so much sweeter.

We’ll have a family!

Hah~ I think I came a second time inside you.

Collapsing from exhaustion on top of you I could feel you shaking as I slowly humped the last little cum I had into you.

You milked it all out of me.

Slowly pulling out I lazily rolled your frame on top of me. Bringing your lips to mine.

“I love you.” I breathed into our kiss.

After all, I did to you I think you were too dazed to know what you were really saying.

“I love you too.” You shakily got out before passing out on top of me. Your hard head collided with mine but when it did you didn’t say anything.

You really passed out.

I couldn’t help but laugh.

“Finally. You’re all mine.” I cooed into your ear as I fluttered my eyes closed along with you.

I put you through so much. But it paid off.

I isolated you from your family and got rid of any possible obstacle in my way. The hill to get to you was steep.

But I did it.

Now that you’re mine we can start rebuilding what was torn down.

Our life together will be long and prosperous. I made sure of it.

We’ll have kids, I’ll get us a dog, I’ll buy us a home and move us into the mountains or in the plains.

What would you prefer?—the rainy plains will be best.

After all, you’re a rain type of woman.

127 notes · View notes