Timothee Chalamet AsPaul Atreides In DUNE

Timothee Chalamet as Paul Atreides in DUNE

I have collapsed I literally cannot do this anymore this man is out to get me and I physically and mentally cannot repel the onslaught

𝖂𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖆𝖓𝖉: Part Four

Pairing: Cheshire Cat!Minho x Reader, Mad Hatter!Felix x Reader

Warnings: Major TW!! Murder, death, attempted assault, recurring yandere themes, dishonesty, cursing,  If you can’t handle Tim Burton or Alfred Hitchcock films or yandere stories, don’t read! Highkey psycho vibes. This part is the darkest of the series. Please read with discretion!! Honestly kinda sad, I cried writing this T-T

Note! This does not in any way represent my opinion on the character of SKZ. This is purely for entertainment purposes and since I am too lazy and uncreative to create my own characters for a yandere wonderland au, I wrote it as a fanfic. Also this is not proofread so have fun looking for my mistakes lol

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I must had fallen asleep on the back of the rabbit because my eyes opened and my brain woke up when we jolted to a stop.

I looked around me at the enormous trees. They seemed huge days ago when I ran around mindlessly here just days ago but now in my current situation they seemed mountainous.

I slid off the back of the animal's back because now appearing in tall in front of me was a familiar cottage; the house belonging to Felix the hatter.

The front door opened and Felix came out with a watering can. He walked around the front to a small flower sitting in a pot.

"Hello, rose." He greeted in a monotone. The flower swayed around in response. His garden was much smaller than my previous host's but his flowers were much more beautiful and welcoming.

The bunny that stood next to me stood on its hind legs to grab Felix's attention.

The boy's head turned to our direction. When he saw me he set the can down and walked towards us.

he opened his front gate and knelt down to our level. "I see you found my present." He smiled and lent his hand for me to climb on.

I caught a glimpse of his big brown eyes before he set me up on the brim of his comically large hat he wore. I held on to the purple ribbon that was wrapped around the base.

"I have an antidote to the shrinking treat you ate inside." He said.

"Mm hmm," I responded as he went into his home. The rabbit followed close behind us.

Felix's house was much brighter in both appearance and aura.

It was much more bustling inside than the dreary woods outside. He had a kettle singing loudly on the stove, a long table for guests except that all the chairs were empty and the cups and things were dancing to the kettle's song, and all along the walls were dozens of hats and other accessories and materials to make such apparel.

There was a spiral staircase that disappeared into the ceiling and a couch off to the side. All in all, a very welcoming and friendly sight.

But as I looked around I observed that there was something a bit sad about it. Something about the way that there were far too many chairs at the table. Or the way the rabbit behind us hopped around aimlessly throughput the house. Something... Something was off.

I decided that if Felix couldn't tell me what was wrong, I couldn't trust him. I wasn't going to make the same mistake with him as I did with Minho.

He set me down on the counter.

"Hey, you can stop singing now!" He opened the lid of the kettle whose song melted into a mumble. "Okay, I have it," he rummaged through the colorful cupboards. "Somewhere in here..." He pulled out a little wooden box. "Aha! Here we go." He opened the lid and pulled out a tiny biscuit and placed it in my tiny hands.

"Don't eat it yet, let me get you some clothes." He rushed up the stairs and came back down with a pair of trousers and a blouse. "Here!" He set them on the table. "I hope they fit, there's no knowing if you'll turn out the exact size as before." He warned before stepping outside. "I'm going to finish tending to my plants, you can let me know when you're dressed." He closed the door behind him.

I couldn't help but think to myself how refreshing it was to have him tell me everything; where he was going, the side effects of the crazy candies... Minho was never open with me.

I popped the cracker on my mouth and felt a strange tingle in my legs before a bodywide stretch as though I just woke up and had been very stiff but was now stretching all of my muscles. I ended up naked on the counter and felt very shy to be clotheless in a stranger's house. I hopped down and slipped on the clothes Felix gave me. Standing up, I felt slightly smaller than normal. I frowned at the way the pants were a bit loose around my waist and I realized I didn't grow back to my full size. I adjusted the collar of the shirt that wanted to fall off my shoulders.

The clothes smelled like roses and dirt so I assumed they must be some of his gardening clothes.

I opened the door to see Felix engaged in a friendly conversation with a daisy in his flower bed. He looked up and suppressed a laugh as he stood up to walk closer to me.

"They're a bit big," I commented. Standing next him, I did feel shorter than before. "But they'll do. Thank you."

"No problem. They're just my work clothes but I clean them regularly." He assured me.

I nodded to show my gratitude. I looked around the foggy yard in front of me. It was so different from inside his house. Unlike Minho's house that was a small and rather plain home in a beautiful valley, the Hatter's shop seemed like a hidden treasure in a dreary wasteland.

I slept in an upstairs room the size of a walk-in closet. The bed was small but comfortable and Felix lent me a night dress he had. (for some reason. It seemed more of a girl's nightgown.)

My sleep was dreamless but interrupted by the unrestful feeling of darkness. A chill filled my bones, I felt cold and moist under my clothes as though I broke out in a cold sweat.

I sat up in bed and looked towards the door that was left agape and led to the cramped hall and stairway.

I pulled a blanket up to my chin and contemplated finding the hatter or the rabbit, somebody to help me. But I couldn't move beyond twitching from anxiety.

I heard nothing and kept my eyes on the doorway hoping this was just a nightmare.

Maybe I was sick.

Maybe it was just anxiety.

But when I heard creaking from all over the house, I knew those thoughts were in vain.

Something was off. I couldn't identify where it was coming from. It sounded like it was behind me but there was only a wooden wall I was leaning against and small window to my left.

I trained my attention to the door. I hoped it was only the other resident of the house but if it was, I wouldn't have woken up so panicked.

After several minutes, I felt a bit more relaxed. I still felt cold inside my body but I figured I must be coming down with a fever, nothing more.

I laid back down in my bed and stared at the ceiling, letting my eyelids become heavy.

Nothing is wrong, nothing is wrong... Those words echoed in my brain until I was in a state of passive sleep.

I opened my eyes again, it only felt a few minutes but the coldness had returned. And this time I felt it on the outside of my skin too.

"Good morning, kitty." His voice. I knew that it was his voice. I closed my eyes again, trying to fall back asleep. Convince myself that it was fake. But I felt clammy hands on my skin.

I felt a draft. He must have come through the window.

His fingers on my neck, tracing everywhere. Hot tears pricked my eyes as fear welled up inside me.

I opened my mouth to call for help but the monster above me clamped his hand on my mouth.

"Shh... Don't wake Felix, he's very tired. It's still dark out, sweetheart." He whispered in my ears. He was more slick than before. He wouldn't stop smirking, I could hear it on his voice even though my eyes were still closed.

His hand still keeping me quiet, he continued to talk. "I thought you'd stay with me if I was friendly and welcoming. I guess you prefer an insane hat maker to me, huh?" I whimpered out of pain that was forming in my neck from the force on my head.

"You do know that he's still obsessed with our dead friend Alice, huh? I know he visits her and I also know you found him by her grave, isn't that right?" His twisted chuckle was enough to bring the tears behind my eyes out onto my cheeks.

His other hand had firmly rested on my stomach. "Look at this, he even dressed you up in her clothes? They fit you nicely." He snickered but it sounded pained. "What a creep. Trying to dress you like her. Trying to turn you into her, isn't he?"

Why was he doing this? Why did he continue to taunt me? What was he doing to me? With every jab of his words, I felt like I was losing myself in my anxiety and fear. A steady stream of tears fell down my face and I was shaking uncontrollably.

I grabbed his wrist with both hands, trying to pry it off me. He sneered and removed his hand slowly with a warning: "Scream and you'll regret it."

But I didn't want to scream, I only wanted to know why.

"Wh-why are you doing this to m-me?" I croaked from the silent crying.

All humor in his face was gone and replaced by fury. "Because that son of a bitch in the next room over took everything from me!" He spat. His ears twitched and folded back on his head and I felt his tail flicking back and forth against my legs.

His hovering was declining and he got closer to me and gripped the bed board in anger. "And now he's trying to take you from me!"

"I-I'm not yours." I said smally, knowing it would probably set him off even more.

His jaw clenched. "Not yet." He grabbed my jaw with one hand. "I was getting close. And then you had to go and leave the house. you could have been happy with me."

My cries were getting to be be too much to keep quiet. I clasped my own hands over my mouth and sobbed.

I was so sad and scared. He never wanted to help me. He was plotting to keep me with him forever. A chill ran up my spine at the thought.

He was now so close to me. I could feel his labored breaths on my face. He grabbed my wrists and pulled me up with him. "You have a choice now, y / n. You can stay here if you want or you can stay here and face the consequences."

He walked over to the doorway and waited for me to move.

"How did Alice die?" I asked. His face went white but his expression went back to the default smile. It seemed cold and scary now.

"If I couldn't have her then neither could Felix." Was all he said.

My mouth went dry. If I chose to stay I'd... I didn't want to think about that. I got up on shaky legs and followed him to the door.

"Good choice, cutie."

I raised myself on my toes and did something I wanted to die before doing. I kissed him. It was the grossest I ever felt in my life, kissing a murderer. But it caught him off guard enough to grab his collar and push backwards. He expected his back to hit a wall, but as he backed up, up, up-

His foot slipped on the first stair.

I pushed him back and he fell down the stairs. He let out a terrible screech as I heard snapping and thudding until he reached the bottom.

I stared in horror from the top of the stairs at his body that was folded in a most inhuman manner.

Thumps came down the hall to my left and a hand gripped my shoulder.

"Y / n! Are you- oh my-" Felix breathed when he saw the body below us. His breathing was shaky. I heard him trying to say something but couldn't.

Minho's body seemed very lifeless but Felix grabbed a hat rack before checking anyway.

From the top of the stairs I had fallen and knelt looking down as Felix checked Minho's pulse.

He came up the stairs and sighed.

"Is he... dead?" I asked.

Felix nodded. "What was he doing here?" He asked me, grabbing my hand he led my down the hall to a little water closet and lit a candle.

It was hard to speak. As if my throat had closed up. I knew my body was going into shock which helped numb me a bit. "He-he... he tried to- to,"

"Take you?" His eyebrows raised as he dunked a rag in a bowl of water.

I nodded. He wrung the towel out and pressed it against my forehead. He held it there for a few moments before handing it to me. I patted my face. my hands felt heavy like cement.

I just killed someone.

As if reading my mind, Felix started talking again. "Please don't feel guilty for that." He said. He maintained a rather stoic attitude almost the whole time. "You did what I couldn't. but what he deserved."

"No one deserves to die-"

"Well he did." He said in a final voice. "He was," he sucked in a breath. "my friend. I know him. I know what he's done. But please don't let the guilt build up. You did nothing wrong."

He turned to look me in the eyes. I hadn't noticed until now, but he had beautiful freckles. My shock-ridden mind couldn't help but fixate on them. "He was trying to take you, you had every right to defend yourself-"

I was only half listening. I reached up to brush a calloused finger against his cheeks, mesmerized by the marks on his face.

He sighed and grabbed my hand, pulling it away. "Let's get you back to bed."

He pulled me back down the hall but I paused halfway back to the closet-bedroom. "Don't make me sleep in there." I couldn't go back. It was to scary to be alone.

Sympathy flooded his face. "Alright." He whispered. "You can sleep with me tonight."

I got comfortable in his bed and curled up in the blankets.

"I'm going to go er, clean up. I'll be back."

He didn't return for an hour and I faded in and out of sleep. When he did, he brought up a cup of tea for me.

"I got the quietest cup I have." He handed it to me. I heard fluttering whispers coming from it. I put the porcelain to my ear and tried to make it out but I couldn't so I just took small sips from it.

I laid back down to sleep and Felix slept in an armchair in the corner of the room.

My sleep was restless and full of dreams but when I woke to sunlight and something warm and soft on my stomach I felt a bit better.

The little rabbit had made himself comfortable on me and I pet him softly.

I saw that Felix was gone and I felt very lonely. I was still shaking and felt lightheaded. I tried to sit up but fell back into the sheets.

I decided to stay like that until Felix came back.

Note: Here's part four! there will be another part which I will have up soon FOR REAL I promise. Felix kind a turned out to be a tsundere lowkey lol I hope this wasn't too disturbing, it was kind of hard to write because of that. But now I need time to figure out what happens next. But before that, I'll be posting some requests and drafts

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ONEUS AS TYPES OF YANDERE

Warnings: yandere(duh), manipulation, violence, toxic relationship, mentions of abuse, torture 

Requested: yes

Kim Youngjo

The ‘Making my teeth rot’ Type

-he would be the sweetest 

-always making sure you keep a smile on your face 

-he would keep his eyes on you all the time, just to make sure that no one dared to mess with you 

-ravn is head over heels for you, crazily sick

-he would drop everything for you

-not going to work just to take care of you even if you barely showed any signs of sickness

-texting you constantly during the day to see if you needed anything, and if you missed any of his texts or calls… well… it wouldn’t really be good for you, would it?

- he would never want to act out violently in front of you because he didn’t want to scare you

-but if he were to be alone with someone that bugged you , that’s a whole different story…

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