Fontaine Soon

Fontaine soon

Lily - *Speaking German*

Y/n - I know. I'm sorry.

Athy - You speak German?

Y/n - No. I just know the phrase, 'This is all your fault' in every language.

hey guys the sonny brisko brainrot is hitting again.

the type of mf to pass by the bathroom and hear through the door that you’re showering. look. he’s not some kinda freak that’ll just walk in for the sake of walking in even if you’re close to him.

but also like, it’s been a busy few days and neither of you know when it’ll calm down. it’s gotten so hectic that you only find time to shower in the evenings once you’re home and able to relax.

the sound of the water drowns out the sound of the door. he returns ten minutes later and you’re none the wiser.

once you step out of the hot water, you shiver as the air chills you. and when you reach for your towel, you’re pleasantly surprised that it’s just as warm. you sink into it as you finish your routine and get dressed. even so, you hold the towel close, fluffy and toasty and freshly thrown in the dryer to get that perfect comfy feeling.

there’s only one person in the household that could’ve dried it and snuck it back into the bathroom before you got out. he doesn’t even act prideful about it when you ask. “it’s whatever,” he says, cutting up some veggies for dinner while one of his shows plays softly on the tv. “it’s just nice sometimes, it’s not a big deal.”

but it is! you want to yell. it was sweet and i love how attentive you are and you’re so caring to me and quit being humble dammit!!

you just lean over his shoulder instead. let your body rest over his. a hug without hands, half of a nuzzle. comfortable contact.

the silent appreciation is what makes him do it again a few weeks later.

he makes a habit of this, often enough that you can tell he likes seeing you happy but not often enough that you can predict it.

however there’s also a 25% chance that when he takes the towel while you’re showering he’ll say “nice ass” and leave before he can hear you rip him a new one even though he really wasn’t looking. shithead

✧. ┊ masterpost ✧. ┊ kofi

The bonus part got me giggling

i woke up in my blind date’s basement. (not clickbait!!!)

loser! yandere x willing! gn! reader

cw — kidnapping, slight nsfw, obsessive thoughts !!

heyheyyyyy a small fic of a loser yan and a willing reader eeee !! writing practice buuuut if enough people like this, i’ll write more lil snippets of their life together so pls do lmk what u wanna see thru comments ,, always appreciated dearly <33

when you wake up, you realise you're in an unfamiliar room - if it can even be called one, due to its ridiculously tiny size, and unappealing state.

it's clear from the empty bottles of bleach that someone tried to tidy up, but something dark red stains the walls, leaving a coppery tinge to the stifling air.

"oh, you're awake!" the man to your left - who, you realise instantly, is your blind date from last night - grins.

its an off putting sight, the sheer happiness on his face, and the way you can see the bright gleam in his brown eyes even behind those glasses, and beyond the overgrown bangs.

"i, er, i was watching you sleep. sorry, old habits die hard, y'know? and you just look so fucking beautiful, with that birth mark and those—"

"ahhhh, sorry."

he catches his breath and apologises again, "i'm rambling again, aren't i? i tend to do that when it comes to you. only time i talk, really."

he's sitting cross legged besides your mattress with his hands in his lap. when he notices you staring, he awkwardly averts his gaze for a moment, wipes his sweaty hands on his jeans and leaves them with dark patches staining the fabric. "well, uh, did you sleep well, darling? i know an old mattress in the basement isn't ideal but—"

you try to speak, to tell him that yeah, accommodation wasn’t exactly ideal - but the words come out muffled.

"ah, i'm so sorry, my love!" he exclaims, the few pale patches on his own, darker skin, flushing a soft pink shade as he rubs the back of his neck sheepishly, "you can't really say anything, can you? sorry, again. i didn't think you'd agree to go out with me. had to ditch the plan and — oh, i'm rambling again, aren't i?"

"please tell me if i talk too much, i don't want to annoy you. i mean, i know you're not a morning person, but it's, like, four in the morning - isn't that funny?" when you make no indication of having found his words humorous, he wordlessly reaches over for the sock that's currently been stuffed into your mouth, flashes you another apologetic smile, and takes it out.

you instantly double over and spit the flavour - the strange, stifling taste of the sock out of your mouth.

your captor makes no move to undo the rope that binds your arms and legs behind your back, before he leans back, settling into his position besides you again, an expectant expression on his face. you don’t ask him to, yet, choosing only to examine him from head to toe.

he looks good. seems to have changed from the clothes he was wearing last night, during your blind date. you know he did his research beforehand, know he must be desperate to please, because everything he’s done - from the clothes he put on, to how he smells, and the accessories he dons, is all catered to your exact preferences. it’s hard not to find the effort endearing.

and then you remember where you are.

a moment of silence passes by before he clears his throat, the awkward sound echoing in the dingy basement. "morning, my darling. before you panic, i absolutely—"

"okay," you interrupt him, patience running thin, "first of all, why was that sock crusty, and second of all, what the fuck is going on right now?"

he doesn't seem put off by the venom in your tone, instead continuing with his words as if you hadn't spoken in the first place. "i'm glad you asked, darling. well, to put it simply, i, er, kidnapped you," he says with a bashful smile, pushing his glasses up with a shaking finger. "i absolutely adore you, and have for a long goddamn time - so i wanna keep you with me forever. like a tamagotchi!"

"you wanna keep me... forever in your basement?" your lip curls in disgust. "you can't be serious! have you seen the state of this place?"

"well, no." he falters for a moment before speaking, "i was going to explain how this all works. i mean, you won't be in the basement forever forever. it's just temporary, until i trust that—”

"oh, so you don't want to keep me forever?” your emotion leads you to hastily jump to a false conclusion, “please tell me i’m not going to be thrown away, once you’ve had your fill. you love me, right?”

"wait, sorry, um," he shakes his head, confusion evident on his features by means of his furrowed eyebrows, the clear trepidation in his tone. "do you... well, how do i say this?" he mumbles to himself, closes his eyes. opens them a moment later. "do you, like, want to stay here - with me? i thought you'd—"

"in this economy?" you scoff, " staying with you means i don't have to pay rent, and get free meals and free entertainment." you shoot him a glare, "there is entertainment, right?"

he blinks, "er, yeah. i have a whole bookshelf for you upstairs with all your favourite novels on it. there's also the media cabinet, full of your favourite films, director's cut and extended cuts and special editions and..." the man trails off, lost in a daze of his own thoughts. "are you - sorry, are you serious, darling?" he asks, that smile of his faltering. "you really want to stay? you realise i will ruin your social and professional lives and monopolise your whole existence, right?"

"yeah, like i said, that's fine by me," you shrug, "now could you be a dear and untie these ropes, please? i didn’t ask earlier but they're really hurting me."

"um, can you give me a moment?"

"sure. but you wanna know something funny," you tilt your head to the side. "for a guy who kidnapped me out of some twisted obsession, after the first date we had, you don't really seem happy that i want to stay."

"no!" he exclaims, eyes instantly widening in panic as he shakes his head frantically, " please don't say that! god, no, my love. you don't - you have no idea how happy i am! i - you - shit, you're going to think i'm crazy but i think i came in my pants when you said that and that's a problem because these are my favourite jeans and i wore them just for this occasion because i so desperately wanted you to think—"

"you're rambling."

"sorry! i mean, like i said, i'm beyond happy. it's just..." he turns his head to the side, too embarrassed to look you directly in the eyes. "i kind of had, like, all my lines prepared. i thought you'd freak out, and i was going to deliver them. i even practiced in front of a mirror to get the, er, the execution right. i’m just confused, is all.”

“…oh.” you blink, and then, before the man before you can burst into tears, which you think he just might, given the way his head hangs low, and he’s curled his fingers into a shaky fist, the knuckles white, in his lap. “well,” you offer, wanting to start your life together on the right foot, “you can still go through your lines if you want. wanna start again from the top?”

he looks up at you hopefully and nods, flashing you a grateful smile as he smooths his hands out, stretching his quivering fingers. “i’d like that, actually. um, can you pretend you don’t know what’s going on so i can do the whole, you know, the whole ‘i love you and you’re mine now’ thing?”

“yeah,” you shrug, “whatever makes you happy. can we go upstairs after this? i really want to sleep more, but preferably on an actual bed in a proper room.”

“of course! we will. we can. we can do anything you want. you can do whatever you, erm, want to do. to me, by the way. please do whatever you like to me. i’m all yours.”

he says in one big breath, and because you can’t bear to keep looking at them anymore, not really listening to his rant, you reach out to hold his clammy hands in yours, intertwine your steady fingers with his shaking ones without a word.

“that’s better. it’s kinda weird how you kidnapped me and yet, you’re still the more nervous one.” you look up at him expectantly, but his face is frozen. “okay so should we take it from the top?”

“i-i—” he looks back at you stupidly with wide eyes, fumbles for the right words, his tongue tied and his brain fuzzy. “my love, my darling — i think i just,” he looks down, head hung in shame, and you notice the tips of his ears burn a bright red, and that his pulse seems to have doubled, heart beating out of his chest. “i think i just, er, came in my pants, again.”

bonus —

WILLING READER, looking down at the prominent bulge straining against the fabric of yan’s jeans: oh.

WILLING READER: want me to clean that up for you? i feel bad leeching off you even if you kidnapped me. gotta make rent somehow, right?

LOSER YAN:

LOSER YAN: haha 😇😇 that’s crazy where did all my clothes go!! 🤗🤗 silly me 🤗🤗

Shinazugawa Log by Kina

YANDERE!CLASS PRESIDENT X GN!READER!

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Howdy Dear readers~ I know I've been away for a while but I didn't have the motivation or enthusiasm to do anything (except daydreaming).

But since Christmas is here..WAS HERE ANYWAY, I thought I'd share some of the thoughts I've been having lately!

(IM SORRY THAT IT'S SO LATE- i was too focused on pranking kids that im Santa than writing anything 😭)

IF SOMETHING IS WRONG WITH MY ENGLISH, THEN I'M SORRY IT'S PRETTY LATE FOR ME- (i've been reading this over and over all day-)

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TW: THIS ONE CONTAINS MENTION OF VIOLENCE,STALKING,YANDERE THOUGHTS ECT.

I do not support this behavior in any way, I only write it as pure entertainment.If you know someone who exhibits such behavior or YOU have such behavior yourself, please make an appointment with a specialist! It's not healthy.

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♡ MERRY CHRISTMAS ‪♡

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Yan!Class President - Who is the most perfect student in your school, his charisma and empathy is so good that even bullies respect him. sometimes you wonder if he ever made a mistake? Probably not-

Yan!Class President - Who is especially nice to you, you don't know why but for some time now he started talking to you, buying you sweets and accessories, what is very cute is that he gifted you a phone keychain with your favorite animal! (You didn't even tell him what your favorite was! weird, isn't it?)

Yan!Class President - Who secretly whisper a word or two about you to your teachers so they can give you better grades, if the best student says you deserve it, why wouldn't you get it? a true gentleman indeed! Besides, his favorite person MUST have a bright future, no?

Yan!Class President - Who often walks you home, lends you homework or even pays for you at the store when you forget your wallet (again. Huh, you thought you had it on you when you came here..) Could he be considered a simp? Yeah.

Yan!Class President - Who started to deepen your "friendship" when he invited you more and more often (read: forced you not to see your friends anymore) to his group! all the rich and talented people.. sometimes you feel like an idiot while talking to them. But when you complain about it, the whole group aggressively denies it. I guess they like you a lot.. huh?

Yan!Class President - Who one day, invited you to the Christmas Eve party, as your parents preferred to spend their holidays with their extended family and left you to "protect the house" (MOM! WHY IS OUR DOG GOING WITH YOU? HE SHOULD PROTECT THIS HOUSE NOT ME-) So you agreed! :)

Yan!Class President - Who has completely different views about you. He didn't thought that his crush would REALLY show up at his house. Huh, He hadn't anticipated this part of the plan yet..

Yan!Class President - Who looks at you adoringly from the other end of the room. it is simply impossible that such a beautiful and amazing person is sitting in his living room!! your eyes that he could look into for hours, your hair that he would love to touch or your hands holding a cup of tea.. he would love to be in the place of that cup-

Yan!Class President - Who almost splashed his friend's shirt because he was staring at you while you were laughing with some random person. wow. your laughter is the best music for his ears! you are so cute! Oh! Where's his camera?! This is a worthy memory for his secret album-

Yan!Class President - Who couldn't wait to hand out the gifts.. he's been waiting for this all year! He "specially" was looking for the perfect inspiration for your gift!

..good thing you weren't at home then- I MEAN- that diary just happend to fell out of your backpack when you were coming home.. huh? Why did he took the same route even though he lives in a different neighborhood? He was on a walk haha- (yeah totally! but you could maybe? buy a bigger wardrobe next time? Thanks, sigh-)

Yan!Class President - Who, finally walked up to you and pushed a small gift, the size of a pebble, into your hands. Okay? You wonder what it is? Huh? AWW! HE GAVE YOU A SILVER RING WITH SNAKES WRAPPED AROUND IT?! It's so cool~

Yan!Class President - Who, after a successful dinner, invited you to the balcony! how peaceful..just you and him, and the silence around you, and pretty stars.. Wait. why is your new friend holding mistletoe over your head?

Yan!Class President - Who, ALMOST kissed you in the most romantic way. But was interrupted by a one of his friends who drunkenly announced they will be watching a movie..

THANKS KYLE! SERIOUSLY! UGH...

..he could have drowned him that last summer when he had the chance..

Yan!Class President - Who sits grumpy throughout the entire movie. Now he will have to wait another year! How stupid is that?! and what do you think of him now? you sit there, as if nothing happened? just like that watching a movie and eating popcorn.. what if you don't like him anymore?

Yan!Class President - Who, wanted to be alone for a while but saw you sitting in the kitchen, When he asked what happened, you replied that all this social interactions had exhausted you.. aww~

Yan!Class President - Who politely asks if he can stay with you, how sweet! for the next hour you sit in a empty, dark kitchen, eating gingerbread & talking about various things with your classmate! Cool!

Yan!Class President - Who, to cheer you up, suggested to go for a walk! you reluctantly agreed, weirdly enogh your trip quickly ended in a snowball fight. you both forgot what it was about for a moment! It was nice to have fun without stress..

You - Aww! What a nice and funny guy he is, his girlfriend must be so happy to have him!

Him - Aaaaaa!! your laugh is so cute!! it suits you, you know? ah~ I love it when you have a great time, I already feel better and im just looking at you~

Yan!Class President - Who offered an escort home and you happily agree, joking and asking each other stupid questions. ah, how sweet~ he even dared to hold your hand. (Read: He just slipped on ice and you caught him at the last moment 🙄🫴)

Yan!Class President - Who gave up when you arrived at your house. 'well..there are other days of the year too...' was his last thought.. but! he is surprised when you stop him. Surprised, he turns around getting a quick kiss on the cheek in the process..okay what-

"Thanks for the gift..I hope you liked mine tho. Well bye!" You thanked him closing your front door. Leaving him outside..

He stands there frozen in the middle of your lawn, holding his cheek. His brain probably froze at that moment.

Maybe he won't have to kidnap you! maybe he still has a chance?! and with that thought, he happily joined his friends who excitedly asked him how it went.

Daydreaming in his thoughts about you and your beautiful lips- he returned home. almost tripping over his backpack which was abandoned in the middle of the living room.

the rest of the rooms were not in good condition either...

(he will have to clean everything before his parents come back from vacation..)

After eating a decent meal, he locked himself in his room, and the first thing he did was light the candles on your pretty altar..

"Huh! Did you thought it would be a sweet "just imagine"?? haha of course not! ~It's not my style!" ~ Despair 3:00am. (Im crazy and there's rats around help-)

Yan!Class President - Who has a whole room decorated with your photos, each one signed with a date and a dedication especially for you! some people would think he became crazy, but some people just don't understand true love..

Yan!Class President - Who lives your life at this point! stalking is one thing. having a spare key to your house is the second. Not to mention that he remembers your schedule and hobbies by heart! sometimes he dreams that he could live next to you as neighbours ah, he would gladly fall into a coma just to not wake up from those beautiful thoughts..

Yan!Class President - Who has the previously mentioned altar! exclusively for you~ each box is assigned! For example. at the top we have a lock of your hair! on the left we have the bracelet he borrowed stole from your drawer! Your scent still lingers on it~

Yan!Class President - Who always keeps an eye on you, at school, outside, in your room but we don't talk about it- forgive him but he can't help himself! Everything you do is just worthy of his attention alone~

Yan!Class President - Who loves taking hidden photos of you! you are so photogenic. you could be a model, why hasn't anyone thought of this yet!? He would like to get your autograph someday! he could finally (and legally) adore you..!

Yan!Class President - Who is so in love with you that he sees every person as a threat. huh? is someone talking to you? Does they know you're together?! I hope not, because if so, every finger that touched you will be cut off-

Yan!Class President - Who, tries to bump into you anywhere, you go to the library often? he likes to go there too! You're going to the cinema to see a horror movie again? Halloween is his favorite holiday! Hey, let's go together this year!

Do you understand what's going on? That's good! because he won't stop-

Yan!Class President - Who will never forget the day when he gave you your gift, every time you talk, his eyes always glide towards your fingers, that ring fit you perfectly!

(good thing you still didn't notice that barely visible sign on the side that reads "Eric's Property")

Yan!Class President - Who will always stay with you silly! you don't have to worry about loneliness! Because as soon as you enter adult life. he will be waiting with a bouquet of roses and chocolate..and of course an engagement ring!

"Everything is already planned my little star~"

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Despair: Merry Christmas my dears! I hope you get the best gifts in the world! and if you are already enjoying them, I wish you a lot of health and money! 😎🫴 Ho! Ho! guys!

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