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Man… I’ve been thinking again.. it’s horny thoughts again.. it’s been about a magic dildo—it’s weird but lemme explain!!! Bottom male reader! Enjoy~

A smut fic were reader moves in with some random dude in an apartment. They have a regular roommate relationship for the most part..

Until when you find a dildo stashed in a box in the laundry room. It’s never been there before… Hm, it can’t belong to your roommate.. you’ve heard his.. night stands.. he’s not the one screaming

And you might’ve.. accidentally seen him fucking one of his friends before…

Yeah, he wouldn’t use this dildo.. but you could be wrong. Reader noticed though that the dildo couldn’t have been used ever since there was still plastic around it.

It even had a tag. Ah, this was store bought? A gag gift..? Your roommates birthday was five days ago. Well, if your roommate wasn’t going to use it, might as well… use it yourself?

A bit weird but you’re curious. The dildo is thick.. very thick and a bit long. Curiosity just got the best of you. So one night when you knew your roommate wasn’t home and decided to use the dildo.

It takes a few tries but you’re able to get the dildo inside your ass. It’s a nice stretch, pretty good actually. It’s long enough to easily graze over your prostate. Fuck, if your roommate didn’t want this dildo you’re going to keep for yourself.

You spend the next few minutes just fucking yourself. Moans load and unabashedly with the house being empty (besides your roommates cat)

You couldn’t help your thoughts slowly drift off onto your roommate.. that one time you saw just a glimspe of his cock fucking another man’s ass. His slim but toned frame, long fingers, his bangs that stuck to his forehead while he sweats .

His name just kept rolling off your tongue by now. Your hand holding the dildo that blessed your prostate and insides going faster. You began to lightly thrust back into it—just wishing it was a real cock. It was so hard to control the speed while you continued to lose yourself

But it seemed you weren’t even controlling it anymore. The dildo was just going by itself, but not like a vibrator. It was actually thrusting inside you, reaching your prostate easily. It felt like a real cock.. like someone was actually fucking you right now.

You cried out at the new sudden harsh thrusting but you were way too close to your release to even care that this dildo had a mind of its own.

You came with a shout, soaking the bed sheets beneath you as you sighed in relief. Fuck, you were keeping this dildo. But.. it was still moving?!

Before you could even scream out in horror at whatever the fuck this dildo actually was, your bedroom door slammed open.. and there was your roommate.. looking.. less human than before..?

“You finally found it? What took you so fucking long?”

Apparently your roommate was an incubus.. and the dildo was magically connected to his own dick.. huh, that’s why it moved like a real cock.

Well, you certainly didn’t get any sleep for that night.. or the later nights after that :)

Went off the deep end lol, I do so well with these types of stories.. kinda wanna do more for incubus roommate tho.. it’s interesting~

Tag list: @kiiyoooo @nakedtoasterr @the-ultimate-librarian @chill-guy-but-cooler @mello-life69 @iwishtobeacrow

Man… I’ve been thinking again.. it’s horny thoughts again.. it’s been about a magic dildo—it’s weird but lemme explain!!! Bottom male reader! Enjoy~

A smut fic were reader moves in with some random dude in an apartment. They have a regular roommate relationship for the most part..

Until when you find a dildo stashed in a box in the laundry room. It’s never been there before… Hm, it can’t belong to your roommate.. you’ve heard his.. night stands.. he’s not the one screaming

And you might’ve.. accidentally seen him fucking one of his friends before…

Yeah, he wouldn’t use this dildo.. but you could be wrong. Reader noticed though that the dildo couldn’t have been used ever since there was still plastic around it.

It even had a tag. Ah, this was store bought? A gag gift..? Your roommates birthday was five days ago. Well, if your roommate wasn’t going to use it, might as well… use it yourself?

A bit weird but you’re curious. The dildo is thick.. very thick and a bit long. Curiosity just got the best of you. So one night when you knew your roommate wasn’t home and decided to use the dildo.

It takes a few tries but you’re able to get the dildo inside your ass. It’s a nice stretch, pretty good actually. It’s long enough to easily graze over your prostate. Fuck, if your roommate didn’t want this dildo you’re going to keep for yourself.

You spend the next few minutes just fucking yourself. Moans load and unabashedly with the house being empty (besides your roommates cat)

You couldn’t help your thoughts slowly drift off onto your roommate.. that one time you saw just a glimspe of his cock fucking another man’s ass. His slim but toned frame, long fingers, his bangs that stuck to his forehead while he sweats .

His name just kept rolling off your tongue by now. Your hand holding the dildo that blessed your prostate and insides going faster. You began to lightly thrust back into it—just wishing it was a real cock. It was so hard to control the speed while you continued to lose yourself

But it seemed you weren’t even controlling it anymore. The dildo was just going by itself, but not like a vibrator. It was actually thrusting inside you, reaching your prostate easily. It felt like a real cock.. like someone was actually fucking you right now.

You cried out at the new sudden harsh thrusting but you were way too close to your release to even care that this dildo had a mind of its own.

You came with a shout, soaking the bed sheets beneath you as you sighed in relief. Fuck, you were keeping this dildo. But.. it was still moving?!

Before you could even scream out in horror at whatever the fuck this dildo actually was, your bedroom door slammed open.. and there was your roommate.. looking.. less human than before..?

“You finally found it? What took you so fucking long?”

Apparently your roommate was an incubus.. and the dildo was magically connected to his own dick.. huh, that’s why it moved like a real cock.

Well, you certainly didn’t get any sleep for that night.. or the later nights after that :)

Went off the deep end lol, I do so well with these types of stories.. kinda wanna do more for incubus roommate tho.. it’s interesting~

Tag list: @kiiyoooo @nakedtoasterr @the-ultimate-librarian @chill-guy-but-cooler @mello-life69 @iwishtobeacrow

Why are there so many bottom Miguel one-shots where is my bottom reader at.. don't get me wrong I don't hate it

#right here. right here is where every morsel, every crumb, every particle of feminism in my body evaporated

need the bl novel name pls😭🙏🏻

Yan himbo by definition is also dense so Yan Himbo x Dense Reader is just a duo that shares the same 1 braincell

tw/cw: yandere, manipulation, abusive/toxic behavior. unedited word vomit. dubcon leaning a bit to noncon.

Y E S. The whole concept was based off of a BL Novel I once read where the entire plot was the ML being too dense to realize that jerking off his buddy and wanting to monopolize him aint so cishet behavior.

Himbo is a tactical genius when it comes to manipulating reader and he doesn’t fucken realize it. He’s going by pure instinct to possess reader for himself. Pushing boundaries of their’s cause he knows they’re close enough that they wont mind. Erasing lines cause “they’re friends and should always be open and supportive towards one another.” Getting mad and whiny in the rare times they attempt to refuse so that you’ll feel bad for not letting him get what he wants.

Poor Dense! Reader never really had their thoughts and opinions respected, and so they aren’t used to being entertained much in that aspect. They’re the no thoughts as long you’re happy type of person. And since Yan! Himbo is their closest and only friend they can only grin and take it when he drags them to the locker rooms for some fun times. They’re more afraid of him leaving them than of their privacy being invaded.

Dense! Reader had a crush on himbo for so fucken long but with the lack of experience they’re just 🙂 at everything. So you can’t really blame Himbo for not noticing when Dense! Reader doesn’t know this is stuff couples do, and therefore can’t truly show how happy they are.

At this point the two of them have rings and signed a contract where the two of them can never be apart, but they still think of the other as bros.

“What’s more bro-like than getting promise rings ! Haha, we should all totally move in together next. What’s wrong with our current arrangement? Duh We sleep in different bunks. True bros sleep beside each-other all the time. We can help one another with that problem much easier this way!”

ITS SO GOOD OMG I LOVE IT SM

Hi, can i ask for a yandere that is dating the reader best friends but is actually just to get closer to her, he always is giving her gifts and attention while his own girlfriend don't receive nothing.

Just you and me

A/N OMG YOU HAVE NO IDEA how much I screamed when I saw your request, ofc OFC ask anything. I'm literally so happy. This is like my first time someone asking me to write for them. THANK YOU. These past days, I spent them all the hours doing research and writing just for you. Tbh, I didn't like it because the writing is kind of trash but I really hope you enjoy it. The one shot is kind of and kind of not what you asked but I really tried to make it like you asked.

Note: If some of you guys like my writings (Which I probably doubt) and want to request something, ASK PLEASE, do not hesitate. I would be so happy. I'll sit in a room for days and write just for you.

Words: 5.1k

I hope you enjoy it

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“Babe, could you go get some popcorn and drinks for us, I’ll buy the tickets.” You hear Helena say to her boyfriend. 

“Sure.” The man spoke to her in a distressed tone and looked straight at you; you looked back at him, expecting him to say something to you. “Wanna come with me, Y/n?” He asked.

You tensed up, “Oh umm,” You glanced at your best friend; she slightly raised her eyebrow, wondering why you were looking at her afraid. “Okay.” You muttered.

“Alright, let’s go.” He gave you a soft smile.

Everything seemed to be bliss when you heard your best friend got into a new relationship with this amazing guy. She told you the news when she came over to your house for a sleepover.

you were so happy for her but it was so unexpected. The whole sleepover was her talking about her new boyfriend: How charming and handsome he is, how both cocky but mysterious he is. He’s ultimately desirable.

Even during the movie you both were watching, she talks to you about how alluring his looks were, his hair, his face, his style. He automatically got obsessed with her the moment he got into the relationship with her, but that’s just what you heard from her. But you were starting to think that she was the obsessed one.

But let’s not rush things, you just thought maybe this is her first relationship with such a desirable guy; of course she’s gonna act like this, it’s normal and it’s kind of cute, at least that’s what you thought and convinced yourself of that.

You got completely curious about this guy; you wanted to meet him the first day your best friend told you about him. Even if you didn’t want to, she’ll still introduce him to you. You had no choice, but you were still excited, a little bit nervous too.

The moment you laid your eyes on him when he walked inside your house, your mind started to flash with images.

That face…

you swore to yourself that you saw him somewhere but you don’t know where. You tried asking him but he simply gave you a smile that made you even more dizzy and told you, ‘I don’t know what you are talking about, Y/n.’ You almost identified him with the first smile he gave you.

Your relationship with him went south fast. He tried to get close to you but you never seem to take much notice. 

You would always see him though, no matter where you go. Whether it was walking home, getting groceries, and every time you see your best friend, you saw her with him.

He was always there.

It started to creep you out, you thought maybe he’s stalking you or it’s just coincidences. Your thoughts creeped you out even more. He’s your best friend’s boyfriend and everything your best friend ranted about him was true. He was so loving, it’s impossible he would do something like that

Right?

Your best friend didn’t seem to care about him coming to hang out with you. Maybe it’s because of the fact she’s so blinded by his attractiveness that she doesn’t seem to notice when he went out with her and you. Even if she did, she would get excuses out of her mouth. You couldn’t remember a time where you were alone with your best friend.

You and him quickly became friends and you both seemed to get along with each other, you still felt tense and uneasy around him.

You felt something was off about him.

Whenever the three of you hang out, he would always ask your interests, even the basic questions, your favorite color, food, style. And every time you tell him something you liked, he would bring the same exact thing you told him that you liked the next day.

It was sweet at first but then it began to terrify you, he would spoil you gifts with cards as if you were his girlfriend. The cards terrify you the most,

‘You looked so pretty in that dress so here’s another one :)’ 

‘How the hell did he know I was wearing a dress today? He didn’t see me.’

He would mostly leave them at your door. You were already convinced that you were his girlfriend. You tried talking about this with your best friend, but she wouldn’t even listen. Your whole bedroom was filled with flowers and gifts; it was taking the whole space up.

Here you are again in the movies with your best friend and of course, him as well.

He starts walking towards the concession counter, and you follow beside him. “So Y/n…” He said slowly as he looked down at you again.

‘Oh boy.’ You thought.

“How are you doing?”

‘You literally just brought my favorite meal 3 hours ago to my house, how do you think I’m doing?’ You muttered under your breath.

“What was that?” He glared at you, almost hearing what you just said under your breath. 

“Oh um, nothing. I’m doing great. How are you?” You said, still in a nervous expression. He was still glaring at you. “I’m great as well, did you enjoy your food that I brought?” He smiled smugly, mostly to himself.

“Oh yeah, it was delicious. Thank you Sirius.” You said, eyeing away. 

‘He probably heard me…’

You both reached the counter. “3 popcorn to go, please. And…” Sirius says to the vendor and places his arm on the counter, leaning on it. He glances at you.

“What kind of drink do you want, Y/n?” He asked. 

“Oh no Sirius, it's oka-” 

He cuts you off. 

“Oh come on, don’t be ridiculous now.”

Your eyes widened, flustered and incredibly confused at how rough he became. “Umm, alright. I guess I’ll just go with a Mountain Dew.” You murmured quietly, scared at how his tone became serious and critical .

Sirius was always so sweet with you but sometimes his actions and tone terrify you to the point you always do what he says. Whenever you say no to something to him, his sweetness vanishes away and looks at you as you are the dumbest human being. 

You weren’t going to lie, he was smart and knows how to get what he wants, or maybe you are just scared of him.

Sirius gave you a light smile and turned his head back to the lady. “And 2 Mountain Dew and 1 Sprite, please.” He added.

“Coming right up, sir.” The vendor lady starts to prepare our popcorn and drinks.

Sirius turned his body in your direction, still leaning on the counter. He was about to say something until he looked behind you and saw his girlfriend walking behind you. He removes his arm that was laying on the counter and starts to take his wallet out from his pocket.

“Ugh, the theater has some shitty movies but this was the least shittiest to watch-” As your best friend was rambling for the millionth time. You eyed Sirius and noticed him looking at her, disgusted, like he was about to grab her neck and shout ‘Shut up!’ in her face. You always notice this but never understand why he’d always give that look to her. 

“But yay, at least we get to watch Spiderman again. Oh my beloved Miguel O’hara.” Helena says as she spins around, fantasizing about Miguel. You let out a light laugh.

You grab her arm and bring her close to you, you look up at the ceiling. “Oh Helena.” You sighed. Helena looked up at the ceiling too, “Oh, Y/n.” Then, you both looked each other in the eyes, “Miguel!” You both said at the same time. You both laughed and heard Sirius chuckling, looking at you.

You and Helena heard Sirius say jokingly, “Oh then, I’ll make sure to kill him soon enough, so you won’t get close to him.” Helena looks at him playfully, “Then I’ll make sure to kiss him quickly before he dies.” She says as she wraps her arm around his arm. 

“Right.” Sirius said in a blunt tone as he was still gazing at you. You tense up at how he always looks at you.

The lady finally gives us our popcorn and drinks. We headed to the theater room, sitting in the frontest row as the movie started.

—

This was the fifth stare that interrupted your thoughts into the movie. You moved your legs a little. A sixth time. You caught Sirius staring at you for the sixth time during the movie, and the movie is just starting. His stares were quick but full of an emotion you couldn’t pinpoint. It slightly kept you on edge, you couldn’t say anything and kept a forced smile on.

The whole movie was uncomfortable because of his stares but it was finally over. Getting out of his car, you looked back at a sleeping Helena. Helena fell asleep during the movie, you forced Sirius to carry her instead of waking her, the look on his face was so unpleasant.

“Oh, Y/n. Don’t forget your coat.”

Looking down, you noticed your coat already held in your hand. Curious as to why he’d say something that doesn’t make sense, you looked up with confusion. Before given a chance to move, Sirius brushed a lock of hair away from your cheek. You felt his fingers touch the back of your ear.

He was so close, the smell of his cologne was near nauseating. A dry and chaste kiss was planted on your cheek. The foreign and affectionate action left you shocked.

‘What the hell? What!?’

“I’ll get…Helena back to her house. Enjoy your night.”

You stood with your mouth slightly open, flabbergasted.

‘This guy… This guy is my best friend’s boyfriend. What the actual… How is this? No.’

While speaking, you noticed Sirius didn’t have a flirty or pretentious tone. As it rather, matter-of-fact. As if, when he said it, it had to be true. Whether the lack of flirtatiousness was unsettling or comforting, you didn’t know. Best case scenario this was all just a really weird dream and you’d wake up the next morning with a hangover. But the lips that once touched your warm cheek still left a lingering feeling.

Watching the car roll away, you began walking towards your house. Getting ready to sleep, you fell to the mattress, and prepared for the next day.

—

Your eyes snapped open, your heart slammed against your chest as you heard footsteps walking around your bedroom. It was pretty dark so you couldn’t see anything or the person who was in your room in the middle of the night.

You didn’t know what to do, instead, you shut your eyes. Your breathing hitched as you pulled the covers on your head. Panic began to set in as you thought many ways of escaping. But you knew you couldn’t escape. You were trapped, frozen under your blankets. So the only thing you could do was squeeze your eyes shut and pray.

‘It’s just a bad dream… It’s just a bad dream… wake up, wake up Y/n!’

It wasn’t a dream, you felt like you were going to die.

You finally caught the person who roamed inside your house when you weren’t there or at night.

These past few weeks, you noticed so many changes around your house. Whenever you come home or wake up in the morning, you notice the drawers of your clothes are open, you swore to yourself that you closed it. Pieces of clothes and jewelry and other sorts of belongings go missing, you thought a homeless person may have broken into your house.

You were on your last strike when you even noticed your razors were gone.

‘What the hell?!’

You were utterly disgusted. You had a plan instead of calling the cops, you wanted to confront this person. Maybe even help them, see why the hell they were stealing your pairs of underwear and sweaters and razors. You never told anyone about this including your best friend.

You were convinced that it was a homeless person when you also realized your groceries were missing.

That’s it.

You were done. You wanted to meet this person right now, but fear took over you as your breathing quickened its pace. You were so confident you were going to scream at this person when you saw them but you were wrong.

Soft thuds and shuffling accompanied your breathing. You pressed a hand on your mouth slowly as tears pricked up your eyes and fell down your cheeks. You were shaking, sweaty even. Panic was still pushing you to get away from whatever the hell was in your room.

You removed your covers slowly but surely and made a go for it. You opened your eyes but pitch-black darkness met your eyes. You couldn’t see the person but the movements kept going.

The smell of their strong perfume hit your nostrils.

That scent…

That fucking scent.

Your eyes widened, you recognized that cologne. You know where that cologne is from. 

You almost knew. 

Your brain couldn’t comprehend it but you know it from somewhere. You tried remembering but it only hurt your brain. At least now you know it’s a male.

You realized it wasn’t a homeless person but more of a sick bastard who probably goes to many girls' houses and steals their underwear and razors.

You wanted to puke as you heard a drawer open.

‘Is he stealing another sweater? A pair of underwear?!’

You heard the man shuffling again, you gripped the sheet tighter. He accidentally closed the drawer with a loud noise that caused you to flinch and let out a loud whimper but quickly regretted it.

‘Shit. Shit, shit, shit.’ Your thought ran a mile.

Now he definitely knew that you were awake and were easy prey. A dark chuckle filled the room and sent chills down your spine. You held back a whimper, expecting the worst to happen.

But instead, the man opened your window and jumped out of it.

Silence.

You got up quickly and went to your opened window. You examined the area to catch him but he disappeared, just like that. You walked around the room and opened the lights, brightness hitting your sensitive eyes

You opened the drawer that the man opened and saw your coat that you were wearing today was…gone.

He took your coat this time.

For a while, you sat on your bed, not moving an inch. Images kept flashing in your mind. You were still trying to process what the hell just happened. You couldn’t sleep the whole night, so you decided to stay the night watching movies, but fear never left you the whole night as you kept glancing at the window every 5 minutes.

—

It’s 5:27 PM

You were sitting in a cafe eating your flavored cake, you were thinking about last night, you are completely zoned out. You had millions of questions inside your head. You didn’t even realize someone was speaking next to you.

“Y/n-”

Your heart dropped so fast and gasped. You looked in the direction where someone called your name.

“Hey, are you alright?” You heard Sirius’s voice.

‘How did he know I’m here?’ 

“Hey. Hey Sirius, what are you doing here? ” You asked in a weary tone. Sirius looked at you from head to toe before speaking, “I saw you from the window sitting by yourself. What's wrong? Couldn’t catch any sleep last night?” Sirius said as he sat down next to you. He noticed your dark circle eyes.

You slept at 5 am in the morning out of nowhere and had to wake up at 8 am with a messy bed and tv still on. So yes, you couldn’t catch any goddamn sleep.

“Yeah. I just…” You couldn’t keep up with your words, “I’m just tired. Hey, ummm, did you hear from Helena? She isn’t answering my phone calls.” You changed the subject. 

Helena hadn't been picking your calls when you woke up. Despite calling her phone number over and over, you received no response. Even message after message, you heard nothing.

“She stayed with me actually, she’s sleeping in my house. We stayed up the night watching movies as well.” Sirius replied with an enigmatic smile. You went silent.

‘Watching movies as well? What the hell does he mean by as well?!’

You looked at him suspiciously in silence. You heard him say, “Well, Helena is gonna be staying with me today too. You should come, she says she misses you already.”

‘Oh god no. Why does it have to be his house?’

You knew you couldn't say no, so you just simply replied with, “I would love to.” You watch him stand up. 

“Good. Y/n, it was really great seeing you. I’ll be expecting you at 7 pm at my house, I’ll send the address.” And he disappears, just like that.

He wasn’t cocky as your best friend said, more mysterious for sure. There was something suspicious about him, you couldn’t catch it. But he was quite handsome and alluring FOR SURE. That still didn’t remove the suspiciousness.

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The rest of the hours were boring, but it went fast. You stepped out of the grimy yellow vehicle and your eyes were met with a large dark-looking house.

‘Damn, this house is huge. Am I even in the right place?’

Taking a deep breath, you started walking towards the entrance.

‘Well this is natural right? I mean- This is my best friend's boyfriend's house.’

You rang the bell. After a few minutes of waiting, you started to grow impatient but you still decided to wait. An eye appeared on the viewing hole of the door, something deep hidden inside that eye.

The door causally opened, revealing a rough looking Sirius. His white shirt was unbuttoned that defined his muscles. He seemed tired-looking now and eyes with dark circles, similar to yours. But he still held a neutral expression.

“Y/n. Please, come in.”

Slowly you walked in, you looked down and saw a shade of black mixed with red on Sirius’s sleeves. With ease he rolled them up, leaving no room for your curiosity.

“Helena is showering right now, we can sit in the living room.” Sirius said. You paid no attention to Sirius's words and were mesmerized by his house. This house was gorgeous, no wonder how he could afford those gifts to you.

“Sirius…I never knew you lived in a house like this, it’s so- dark and I don’t know it’s so big and, and-” You were rambling and couldn’t find the words to describe his house because of how awe you were and smiling so brightly. You looked towards Sirius and saw him smiling at you. Your excitement died down and grew nervous instead. 

“It’s really beautiful.” You nervously added.

Sirius gave you a light nod and eyed your body. You were wearing a short dress he bought for you a couple of days ago. His gaze went up and met your eyes. He was silent and staring at you. 

‘Okay, what the hell! Please stop staring at me and just walk to the fucking living room.’

He removed his eyes from yours and walked to the living room, as if he read your mind. You followed behind him, growing even more nervous. Knowing you both will have an awkward conversation without your best friend being here.

“Ah Y/n, actually, I have decided. Since Helena is going to be taking her time. I decided you should have dinner with me. It looked to me like you weren’t really enjoying that piece of cake, you must be very hungry.” 

‘Goddamn you are right, a man is stealing my clothes in the middle of the night. I’m very hungry.’

“It’s okay, we should just wait for her. I don’t want to impose.”

Sirius wasted no time responding, merely waiting for your reply.

“No… I cannot… I cannot allow someone in my house to go hungry.”

You thought it over, thinking no harm would happen.

“Uh, alright. I guess…”

He starts walking towards the dining room, following behind him. From his side, you could see the “Yes I did it.” smirk on his face. Sirius kept looking behind him, making sure you were following him. You were still in awe and intimidated by the fancy and valuable items nearby.

Walking to the dining room, you saw a very large table, holding all types of food.

‘What the hell! Okay, this is too much. I thought it’s gonna be some take out or something. I never knew he was this rich.’

You were stunned by the royal dinner. 

“Please, make yourself at home.”

“Oh? Are you sure? Because this is a lot. Are you sure you aren’t inviting the whole neighborhood to have dinner at your house?” You joked sarcastically. You saw Sirius lower his head to the floor, looking awkward. Not knowing how to respond to your comment.

“But hey, it’s fine. Plus, Helena likes this type of stuff.”

She does.

“Yes, exactly.”

You sat on the wooden chair, looking at the options that were sitting on the table. It was a lot. Nobody really lives with him so what’s up with all this? You took a small portion of food and placed it on your plate. The glass of drink was already prepared, sitting in front of you. So you took a sip.

The room was filled with silent awkwardness, you both didn’t know what to say. Sirius didn’t seem interested in eating but rather eyed carefully at you when you took another sip of your drink.

You both were eating quietly until Sirius grabbed another portion of food, bending over a little close to you on the table. You smell his expensive cologne.

It only took a few minutes when you finished your drink, it held such a strong taste.

Until it hit you.

That cologne…It was the same cologne the man was wearing from last night.

You dropped your spoon and it hit the floor as your eyes widened. Sirius looked at your glass then at you.

“Are you alright?” Sirius asked.

“I need…I need to go home..” You stood up.

“Y/n, You just arrived here, why don’t you stay.” He spoke more of a demand than a questioning tone. He followed your action, standing up. 

“No…I gotta..I gotta feed my pet.”

“You don’t have a pet.”

He came closer to you and stroked your face. You grabbed his hand, pushing it away. You tried to walk back only for you to stumble backwards as you began to feel dizzy.

No way…No way he was the one behind all this. That’s impossible. It can’t be…

You didn’t hold anything anymore.

“You were the one… You were the one who was in my room last night, weren’t you?” You spoke in fear. 

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Y/n. Now would you please, sit.”

“No!” You said, almost shouting.

Sirius was shocked at your tone, “Alright, that’s enough Y/n. Sit down and eat!”

“No! You are the one who stole my clothes, my stuff in the middle of the fucking night? It was you. IT WAS YOU.”

A chuckle came out of Sirius’s chest, “Oh sweetheart, but you smell so delicious and sweet. Did you really think I was going to let you go when you left the theater that night?”

That’s right. It finally hit you, you saw him in the theater one time, he offered you his popcorn and a drink that tasted quite…funny when he saw yours was finished but how could you forget?

You shook your eyes and tears started forming on your eyes. No. No, no…

You were having a bad headache. Something was in that drink. You didn’t feel nauseous like this before.

You made a break for it, even with your dizzy head. You still managed to run, you heard loud footsteps chasing you behind. You went to the left and saw a door. You didn’t have time to think and opened it quickly.

‘Oh god, helena. Help me.’

You quickly locked the door, a loud bang was hit on the door. “Open the fucking door Y/n!” Another bang. “I’m not fucking joking, I’ll break this door if I had to!” A bang. Until it was quiet. You couldn’t speak any more words, you placed your hands on your face and sobbed louder.

You turned around and immediately screamed, you saw your bestfriend. A decomposed Hazel was lying on the floor. Her stomach was split open, blood shattered all over the floor and bed.

You fell down the floor and back away until you hit the wall. You couldn’t breathe anymore. This man…

This man stole your underwear, your coat, your sweaters, your razors, and your cardboard milk and he dissected your best friend. 

You wish this was all just a nightmare and you were going to wake up soon. You were basically choking on your own tears and hiccuping.

The door opened, more like, breaking down and falling on the floor with a loud thump. He broke it with a huge kick.

You stood up as Sirius quickened his pace towards you. You moved back quickly and tried opening the window. It was locked. You had no time, you felt defeated.

He grabbed your waist harshly, you screamed the loudest you can, causing Sirius’s ears to hurt. “Shu- Shut up!” He tried to cover your mouth only for you to bite his fingers hard. He groaned, letting go of you. You took the chance to run, but you didn’t get far. You slipped on the blood that was all over the floor, causing you to fall on your stomach and hit your head.

You let out a slight groan, you heard Sirius picking something up. Heavy footsteps start approaching you from behind.

‘I have- I have to run!’

You knew you were completely defeated when you felt a strong pain on your leg. You screamed out, you turned your head and saw a hatchet slammed inside your leg. Your blood was dripping down, mixing with your best friend’s blood. Your eyes widened in horror and suddenly, your body doesn’t know something called air.

You couldn’t breathe, you tried scrambling away. The hatchet came up and down upon your opposite leg, you let out another scream. You were a slobbering mess of screams and cries as the man flips you over on your back.

“I wish you hadn't seen that, love. I promise you Y/n, this is for your own good.” He pecks your cheek and strokes it.

Your weak trembling body was trapped beneath him.

“Please…” You pleaded, thinking you were going to be his next victim.

Sirius shushes you softly, “It’s okay, baby.” A kiss planted on your nose. “It’s okay.” Another kiss. “I’ll never hurt you, why would I hurt you? You are my sweetheart, my darling, my…” He moved his head slowly to your ear,

“My everything.” He whispers and plants a kiss on your ear.

Both of your faces were so close to each other as you looked him in the eyes, tears rolling down your cheeks. You placed your hands around his shoulders. Sirius looked back at you with a soft expression. He leans in and kisses your lips softly, you didn’t kiss him back but he didn’t seem to mind.

“I love you.” He whispers again in the kiss.

He pulls back and breathes heavily, his breaths hitting your face because of how close his face was. He wipes your tears away with his thumb. Your breathing hitched and looked at the ceiling, the distraction Sirius pulls goes away. You felt your legs again, full of sorrow and pain.

“Sirius…” Your tears renewed.

He caresses your leg where it’s bleeding, “I know, baby. I know. It was for your own good, it won’t happen again. You were going to run away from me, I could not bear that. I can’t let you go again, I just can’t.”

He grabs your cheek, “I love you Y/n, I love you so much. When I first saw you in that theater, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. It’s like…” He went silent.

“It’s like you put a spell on me. Your clothes, it was the only way to smell you, feel you against me. I didn’t want to do any harm but you left me no choice! Your milk, I took it so I could taste you.” His mouth was traveling across your neck. All you did was look at the ceiling, horror in your eyes.  

You couldn’t process anything, you couldn’t believe anything anymore, everything just shut down. It truly felt like a blood-curdling nightmare.

You glanced next to you, at Helena’s body, still unmoved.

“She was just a distraction. I knew she was the only way I could get close to you, but now she’s gone right? She’s gone. You don’t need her, you don’t need anyone. You only need me.” Sirius grabs your shaky hand that was holding his shoulder.

“Just me. It’s just you and me, alone together in our own world.”

Sirius stands up, helping you to get up as well. You couldn’t stand up because of the pain but Sirius held you surely tight.

“Come here.” 

He leads you towards the large dark-wooden vanity. Each time you took a step, you gripped Sirius’s shoulder tighter. In front of the large vanity mirror viewed you and Sirius.

He was standing behind you, holding you to prevent you from falling. You watched him through the mirror pulling out something out of his pocket.

It was a heart-lock necklace.

“I knew it would fit you when I saw it. Remove your hair, darling.” You followed his order and raised your shaky hands to your hair, pulling it away from the back of your neck so he could put it around your neck.

Your body still shook, your crying turned into sniffles. You knew whatever escape you are currently thinking won’t work. You accepted your fate. Any wrong move and you would probably end up like your best friend. But Sirius said he loves you and that he won’t hurt you-

Your thoughts were interrupted when Sirius put the cold necklace around your neck. He slowly wraps his arms around your body. He takes the heart-lock in his hand, opening it. Inside was a picture of him.

“Now I could be with you wherever you go, even though I doubt that you’re leaving this home. And…”

Your heart was beating so fast of how close he was, again.

Sirius shows you his wallet, opening it. He slides up a picture, it was a picture of you sleeping peacefully.

“And you could be with me wherever I go.”

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DAMN-

Ok I absolutely love the way you write-

Imagine you decide to go back to school but like online classes and Miguel would have you cock warming him. And immediately after you hit that ‘end zoom’ or ‘leave classroom video’ he’s absolutely plowing into you like a animal in heat-

I cant do this anymore— thank you so much, my love <3 also this became a little longer than planned—whoops 18+ smut cock warming; dumbification kink?? unedited

your lips are pressed tightly together, as you pretend to nod along to what the teacher is saying. something about the economy? you aren’t sure because all you can focus on is miguel’s cock buried deep inside you.

your breathing is stuttering as you try not to move your hips. god, you just wanted to move. either up and down or completely off. because cock warming him like this was too much for your poor brain to train into the lesson on your computer.

you were on miguel’s thighs, the angle of the computer cutting him off, so all appeared innocent. miguel’s mouth was twitching in a snarl to move, because god did he want to just fuck you silly.

your warm little hole kept clenching around him, making his grip on your hips tighten to the point of claw marks. “come on…cariño…let me move…I need to fucking move.” his low desperate tone was right by your ear.

“I-I have to focus.” you blink a few times too many, praying the teacher won’t ask you a question.

“I cant…dios…i cant.” miguel’s hips had begun to try and move up into you. but with your weight atop of him you managed to not reciprocate. “I need to fuck you, y/n.”

then finally you can see the lesson wrapping up, as other collage students dropped off the line. and as your hand shifted to tap the ‘end call’ button, miguel’s grip tightened.

“stay fucking still now...” miguel growled out as he thrusted up into your dripping cunt, making a small mewl escape you.

“yeah…that’s it…gonna fuck this pretty little hole that you’ve kept me from feeling…sliding up and down my cock—carajo.” his thrusts are animalistic and feverish, as groans leave him, his hands spreading your thighs further apart as his claws dig into your flesh. his hips movements are making you slightly bounce up and down on his dick.

“you have no idea what that just did to me…” his words are harsh, as he kept you at his mercy. “hours…of being in your pussy and I couldn’t even move…that’s not gonna happen again.”

obscene sounds are filling the room, as your hips meet his—still on his lap. his teeth are by your ear as he nips at the skin. “no…next time if I want to be inside you—moving—I will be…and I don’t care if you need to focus, cariño…you just gotta be good and let me move you along my cock…”

“it’s study…I…I have to pay attention.” you manage as your legs shake.

“that’s okay…” he coos. “you can be my dumb little slut…actually I’d like that…” he’s breathing harder as his cock twitches. “you can stay my dumb little pet, whose pretty head is filled with me and only me as you let me feel this hole for as long…as I please.”

WELXOME!! Hope i enjoy ur stay xD

Tumblr is right, I should finally write my first post

This is my first post! Hello everyone 😊

Siyun baek w a nurse reader and due him having

Abandonment issues he fall for us bc we take care for him and ect. He is very clingy and flirty btw 🥹

Crying rn from this idea

Yandere-themed, nurse! Fem! reader, mentions of Jeongmin liking another boy and being in a relationship with that boy.

❝Alright, Siyun, you’ll be taken care of by another nurse. Be sure you don’t fall off the bed on accident, alright?❞

Bright lights, nurses and doctors chattering… It was a daily life of Siyun Baek staring at the ceiling while he was still on his bed;; boredly gazing above. What fun would there be if he can’t see Jeongmin? Nurses here are… Annoying…. They don’t even properly take care of him… It was upsetting.

Besides what’s so fun of having a new nurse? Wouldn’t the said nurse be the same way? Well… He couldn’t really do much, can he? With an injured body like this…. It’s most likely impossible. So, there he laid, his eyes glancing at the door that opened widely to reveal a girl with [Hair color] hair and [Skin color] skin. She was average, not much of a beauty everyone would’ve hoped for.

But did Siyun care? No. Actually he could care less about the beauty, as long as the girl takes her part in caring for him. He could just wait another few hours before sleeping to meet Jeongmin again. In any cases…

The nurse did care for him.

The girl was gentle, quiet, minding her own business. Siyun didn’t know wether the Gods have heard his prayers, or if he just has an immense luck… Perhaps this girl knew he was an idol and treated him with well respect? She could have faked her personality after all, couldn’t she?

No… Something was clearly off… She wasn’t faking it, YOU weren’t faking it. How so? Well, you did close the door to have a conversation with one of the nurses, and you were so sweet and delicate of how you wanted to take care of Siyun. He unfortunately hears that…

His eyes never truly left your figure, as he watches how you did your part of the taking.

Tending his wounds.

Softly asking if it’s okay and what’s not.

Questioning him if he feels tired or anything else…

You were… Utterly gentle. It made Siyun stunned. Don’t you know he’s a dangerous man? Don’t you know he could… Ruin your career? Why are you still here…? You’re doing all too much for him to process, he might not be able to collaborate with his brain right now.

But you didn’t seem to mind and continued on with your routine. Hah. You were…. Something. But Siyun didn’t want to break his feelings off from Jeongmin, after all… They’re… “Kind of” dating. Aren’t they? It sounds like it for Siyun at least, if it wasn’t for that wrenching boy taking her attention away…

Though, Siyun supposed this could be fun. Having a new friend. So he decided to have a small conversation with you. He had to know a lot about you… What were your interests? What’s your favorite thing to do? What food did you like? Are you dating? Single? Are you living with your parents or any human being?

All the thoughts that left through his mind, only came to one question formed from his lips;; hesitatingly asking, being shocked himself because he never hesitates. The question was: “Do you like playing video games?”. A simple question, nothing bad or anything… Not that he intended to be creepy anyway.

You took your time to think about the question, your tired half lidded eyes glancing at the laptop you had before yawning. Siyun stared like a hawk, observing everything about you… You were so cute when you were tired— Yet, you wanted to take care of him. That’s some true determination right there for the job of yours.

“Hmmm… I guess I like Chilla’s art games… Not sure if you’ve heard of it…”

Oh.

Shit.

Your voice was going to be the death of him. And you like horror games too? Oh please nurse have mercy on him. Siyun hates to admit it, but you were far off way more interesting than Jeongmin….. You’re even a girl who doesn’t take school anymore… Aren’t you? You look like a collage student at least…

Oh well he’ll know later what age you are.

The routine went on and on… And eventually, each night Jeongmin visits Siyun, the more “bored” he became with Jeongmin. Jeongmin didn’t want to overthink, not like last time, and thought nothing of it because she obviously didn’t like him like that. Right?

It… Does hurt Jeongmin’s soul though. Who is Siyun thinking about? Why isn’t he so expressive when she’s with him? He seems so normal with her… So much more normal that she couldn’t really predict anything… Something was clearly off. But the girl continued ranting about her bully and the boy she currently likes.

Siyun didn’t give a damn in the world and decided, hey? Why not hook Jeongmin up with that said boy? After all he has gotten a nurse that gave him a little too much attention. Something he has always wanted from Jeongmin… And his advices for Jeongmin actually ended up becoming true. Ah.

Well, I guess, first love wasn’t meant to be, but a second chance of loving someone else.

Everything changed. The story changed. The life changed.. It all changed because you ended up in the picture with Siyun, taking care of him that… Unfortunately, he became better. Unfortunately…… Yes. It was devastating that the boy is becoming healthier… Because of you. Siyun appreciates it but, who would he be when he’s alone? He couldn’t ever face off his old “friends” ever again.

So… To prevent that separation, Siyun became more flirty, more bolder than you’d quite expect. You couldn’t even process it for the beginning. At first, the compliments were simple. Calling you cute, sweet, hinting with small nicknames that would make you melt to the floor— Not quite literally of course.

Until it changed to: “Hey hot stuff let’s go on a date by the cafe.”

…

Yeah you had to blink a lot to take that full information inside of your head, to protest and understand what was happening. You didn’t know if you should take it seriously, or take it as a joke. You decided to take it as a joke.

“Oh, haha! Sure.”

How the hell did you even end up in the cafe?

You were so pretty, so so pretty for Siyun despite whatever you wore might be casual or average to you. But you did try your best and Siyun is in love with it. Ah. He might’ve been a little too attached to you… How did this end up from having a crush on a high school girl, to a hardworking nurse lady? Nobody knows.

But so far the date was going… Quite sweetly. You were getting the princess treatment that had you sobbing fully on the ground that Siyun panicked before realizing, you actually loved this.

I mean… How could you not? From the date, you got your favorite food, favorite drink, favorite games… It was all paid from Siyun’s card… So you were living an absolute rich life.

Hm? What do you mean what happened to the other workers? Oh, haha! Silly sweetie. Those workers who tried getting with you, or even hurt you, are all under control. Don’t worry too much about it and have your fun making friends as you pamper your new boyfriend. Okay?

After all, you asked for this.

I AM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG

yo..(〃ω〃)

Hey! Could I request a Miguel o’hara x Spidey!Male!reader with prompt 25? Tysm !! <33

★miguel o'hara x male reader(nsfw).

★genre: smut

★warning(s): balcony/window sex, a lil public, i may or may not have made reader cum webs, miguel is in heat/mating season, miguel got a big ass window in his house(apartment more or less), miguel smells like cherries and vanilla and you can't tell me otherwise, sniffing, marking, he licks you(i wrote it kinda grossly)

★if you want to skip slow burn smut starts at paragraph, 15

★a/n: i had no idea how i would include spidey reader so i just made bro squirt webs also its not summer its actually the beginning of autum🤓

you knew something was off with miguel in the first place, at the meetings he seemed out of breath, as if he was pausing between sentences just to breath.

he seemed to space out a lot and he looked hot? as in sweaty as hell, like he was forced to be outside in the hot weather though it was the beginning of autum. what the hell was up with him today?

the two of you were close. close enough for you to have a key where he lived. all you wanted to do was check up on him, just a little worried.

"miguel?" you called him, a little quiet as you saw no one when you entered. you guessed he was just in his room, and a small peak wouldn't hurt, the two of you were friends after all.

all the lights seemed to be off except a small portion of light leaving one of his doors as it was cracked open. still, it was just a small peak, to see if he was okay right? right. a little cautious you slowly open the door, the source of light was a small lamp as it didn't shine as much light as you thought it did.

the more you entered the more a smell got stronger. it was his usual smell of cherries and vanilla but it was way stronger, as in you had to cover your nose a slight bit trying tk get used to it.

well, if miguels smell was here then he must be somewhere in his room. and there he was, in the corner of his room next to his bed in a pile of clothes. but they didn't look like his clothes no, they looked like yours? the hell was he doing with your clothing? and fuck how did he even get that many.

"miguel.." now you were all the more worried now, weirded out could be a good term too. he looked hunched over and he was breathing heavily and it seemed like he was..purring? you couldn't even tell much.

he obviously knew you were there, but would he even explain what was going on with him? but no, he didn't. in the blink of an eye he had pounced on you holding you down onto the floor,

hitting your head in the process. his talon like finger nails poked out of his finger tips, one of them grazing your wrist a drip of blood flowing down, the tiniest drop plopping on the ground.

you quickly wriggled out of his grip but only for a quick moment you back up below the big window in his room. the dumbest decision you could've ever made in your entire years of living. the door was right fucking there and you mentally cursed yourself for it.

it probably wouldn't work out but now your chances of leaving were at zero percent because he didn't look like he was going to let you go.

his face was similar to when you saw him chasing miles, his teeth were sharper and his eyes were tinted a red and he was somewhat on all fours, like an animal.

he got closer to you, his body was pressed up against yours and his nails nade an uncomfortable screeching noise on the window as he caged you in.

but it was oddly sensual, you could feel his hips rub against yours his own hardened length rubbing against yours that was in the middle of ending up the same.

his breath was hot against your neck and he was sniffing your nape and collar bone area deeply switching different sides as if he was looking for something.

"wait.." you lift your arms trying to push him off and failing a whole lot as he just moved himself closer. "quit it." you said clearer trying to wriggle away just a little more.

nothing would work anyway as he kept the sniffing up, his hips rutting a little quicker when he finally stopped sniffing at one spot a few seconds later you feel something wet slide against that spot,

an uncomfortable shiver sound slipping through your teeth. there was so much saliva you could feel it running down a little stopping at the collar of your shirt.

his teeth grazed against your skin, bracing yourself for whats about to happen he bit down his teeth piercing your skin his mouth leaving as quick as it came but it felt so slow you could feel every prick from when he bit down to when his teeth slithered out.

"more.." his voice was almost growling as he picked you up flipping you over right where the window was your palms stopping yourself from hurting yourself on the window.

you couldn't do this, the thought of someone seeing the two in the window was wrong but fuck it felt so exciting just to be seen in such a lewd way.

miguel had already shuffled his pants off throwing them somewhere else and ripped yours off instead. you whimpered and whined feeling his dick raw rubbing against your ass. you knew you wanted this, your own dick became hard a few moments ater he bit you and you gladly excepted this.

finally, he started to enter but it wasn't gentle by any means necessary. his two thumbs spread your ass your hole on full view to him as he had roughly thrust into you, already going at a fast pace his hips taking no break or slowing down.

you made a few breathy moans, them morphing into low and high pitched moans as your fingers tried to grab onto something but you were getting fucked onto a surface you couldn't grab on,

and your legs were giving out already you felt like you could barely stand to keep yourself up anymore you resorted to making your fingers stick to the clear solid.

on each thrust it was the closer you felt to cumming he was that fucking good and he wasn't even in the right mind set right now. his talons kept retracting and un-retracting as if he really tried not to hurt you as much as it felt he did.

your vision of some of the people who walked by below became blurred with welling tears and simply because you were getting more tired and your brain felt like mush.

as you felt like slipping away miguel leaned forward his body pressing up closer to your back his thrusts getting sloppy as he gave you another bite mark on the back of your neck kissing over it a little sweetly you could say it was kind of cute.

at one particular thrust the feeling you had finally got released as cum shot out from you, the webby type liquid landing on the window a bit dripping down your own cock. miguel took his own last moments before you felt a warm feeling fill your back side feeling like it was going through your body.

god dammit you were screwed.

tf was i on when i first started writing this oh well i just went on with it bro😭😭 @gaybitchfx @esthxio @reallyromealone / @rome-alone @secretivemessenger @vyloy @bloodyfennec @lostsomewhereinthegarden

its only 1am but im finna put on some type of asmr and take my ass to BED

Warden Darling - a hard ass on the surface, but just under all the stress their occupation might bring.... and majority of their staff and inmates at each others throats trying to get all eyes off their warden. Notably softer on the inmates with lesser charges like robbery - only for it to blow up in their face as that glimmer of hope sky rockets off their road to redemption and racks a murder charge to stay with their warden forever

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[Warden Reader marches back to their office as sirens blare around them]

Warden Reader: Search everywhere do not let them get far! [Slams the door and groans, searching the wall for their keys - only to find the escaped inmate laying out on their desk, uniform unbutton]

Yan Inmate: Hiiiii Warden~

[It's at this point the warden realizes they should've been a teacher instead]

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Warden Reader: Inmate 21, your behavior is unacceptable. I'm sure you realize assaulting your fellow mates and the staff will only length your sentence

Yan Inmate: Teehee, silly me - I forgot~ Guess you'll have to do more to punish me~

Warden Reader: Solitary obviously isn't enough. One more offense and we will be forced to move you to another prison

Yan Inmate, bursting into tears: Wait!- No, I'm sorry. Please don't send me away, honey - I'll be good, I swear

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Warden Reader: These prisoners... Never heard of anything like this from others on the force. What's causing this behavior?... [Grips their shoulder] My neck is killing me

Yan Officer, staring at their back muscles: No clue....but for some reason, I really feel like robbing a bank and pushing someone off a bridge right now

It s so good😭😭😭

Hello hello!

I've been half missing around these parts since I've been busy on Twitter!!!

I have not yet answered the pending questions and I apologize in advance 🙇🏻‍♀️

I leave a little something that I uploaded yesterday but you blr me down xjdjd now you can not see anything but if you can see it on Twitter 👀☝🏻 link following

https://twitter.com/Nami_cuchuflai/status/1667342975314063362?t=1KFwkXnQcfHMvJzmaagEDw&s=19

The pandemic of everyone on here being horny for murder (wo)men is hilarious and devastating in a way that can only happen on Tumblr

wholesome😭😭😭💕💕💕

Just found out how to go dark mode.. DARK MODE SUPREMACY!!!

Tumblr is a whole new fanfic world😭😭

AND I LOVE IT SO MUCH

(FIRST REPOST)

I OOVE YANDERES SO MUCH ITS SCARES ME😭😭😭

— ❛❛ ... obsessive love! ❜❜ .°୭̥ ❁ ˎˊ˗

[ my ocs + typical yandere behaviors ]

LOVE LETTERS. notes and letters from a 'secret admirer,' left on your desk, in your bag, on the windshield of your car, in your mail box. perhaps they start tame, despite weirding you out a little bit... but they don't stay that way for long. the creepiness sets in rapidly. instead of compliments and well wishes for your day, you read note after note, letter after letter, detailing a fantasy world in which you are hopelessly in love with someone you don't know. someone who will do anything for you. someone who, unbeknownst to you, is always just out of sight, watching as you open their latest correspondence.

oliver n. the criminal. THE CELEBRITY. shane j. the rich girl. THE CHEERLEADER.

STALKING. they take it a step further; you are being watched all the time, whether you know it or not. they know your schedule, whether its work or school or both. they always know where you are, and they'll drop everything to follow you. nothing in their life comes close to being as important as following you, watching you, occupying the same space as you. they have to know what you're doing at all times. who knows what could happen to you without them?

skylar p. declan o. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. THE BULLY. levi k. FINN H. the rich girl. THE JOCK.

BREAKING IN. watching you is no longer enough. they have to be with you, see your things, exist in your most private spaces. maybe their goal is to leave cameras and further their monitoring of your say to day life. depending on their level of delusion, they might know its wrong and simply don't care, or... they might believe that your place is their place. (you're in love, after all, aren't you? shouldn't you share a home? silly darling, it's not illegal if they're welcome!!)

oliver n. declan o. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. the ceo. the bully. levi k. THE JOCK.

THEFT. they're already in your home... might as well take a few things, right? they can't have you as much as they want, they need something of yours to keep them sane. keep them afloat. maybe some small things, a hair tie or a comb. maybe a fork or spoon from your kitchen. maybe something worse, like a pair of underwear. they'll taken pictures of the inside of your house, your room, your bathroom. don't ask what they're doing with any of it- you probably don't want to know.

OLIVER N. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. the ceo. THE BULLY. shane j. the cheerleader.

SABOTAGE. pulling you further into their web, these yans will isolate you until they are the only place left for you to turn. especially if you fight them on their strange tendencies, their need to get close to you. they'll make you see things the way they do: that they are the only ones truly there for you. they'll threaten others, plant evidence, send fake texts, make up rumors, whatever they have to do to get other people away from you.

the ghost. SKYLAR P. the criminal. THE CELEBRITY. THE CEO. finn h. THE RICH GIRL. the jock. THE CHEERLEADER.

KIDNAPPING. you just keep fighting, don't you? now they have to be the bad guy. but its okay, darling; they know that one day, all of this will pay off. they just need to make you understand, make you see the truth. you are the center of their world– everything they do is for you, darling! even the bad things! can't you see that? for now, they'll enjoy having you close... where no one else can interrupt.

the teammates. THE CRIMINAL. THE SUPERHERO. the ceo. the rockband. the rich girl. THE JOCK.

MURDER. pushed to the end of their rope, their last vestiges of sanity– these are the ones who would abandon their last bastion of humanity. taking a life is nothing to them, not anymore. not when their darlings love and safety is on the line. forget assault, forget teaching someone a lesson. they have to eliminate the threat. they have to do whatever it takes to make sure no one comes between them and their darling, the last good thing in their life. whether they have to 'hire' someone else to do it, or get their own hands a little dirty.

THE GHOST. declan o. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. the ceo. THE BULLY. levi k. shane j. finn h. the jock.

(FIRST REPOST)

I OOVE YANDERES SO MUCH ITS SCARES ME😭😭😭

— ❛❛ ... obsessive love! ❜❜ .°୭̥ ❁ ˎˊ˗

[ my ocs + typical yandere behaviors ]

LOVE LETTERS. notes and letters from a 'secret admirer,' left on your desk, in your bag, on the windshield of your car, in your mail box. perhaps they start tame, despite weirding you out a little bit... but they don't stay that way for long. the creepiness sets in rapidly. instead of compliments and well wishes for your day, you read note after note, letter after letter, detailing a fantasy world in which you are hopelessly in love with someone you don't know. someone who will do anything for you. someone who, unbeknownst to you, is always just out of sight, watching as you open their latest correspondence.

oliver n. the criminal. THE CELEBRITY. shane j. the rich girl. THE CHEERLEADER.

STALKING. they take it a step further; you are being watched all the time, whether you know it or not. they know your schedule, whether its work or school or both. they always know where you are, and they'll drop everything to follow you. nothing in their life comes close to being as important as following you, watching you, occupying the same space as you. they have to know what you're doing at all times. who knows what could happen to you without them?

skylar p. declan o. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. THE BULLY. levi k. FINN H. the rich girl. THE JOCK.

BREAKING IN. watching you is no longer enough. they have to be with you, see your things, exist in your most private spaces. maybe their goal is to leave cameras and further their monitoring of your say to day life. depending on their level of delusion, they might know its wrong and simply don't care, or... they might believe that your place is their place. (you're in love, after all, aren't you? shouldn't you share a home? silly darling, it's not illegal if they're welcome!!)

oliver n. declan o. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. the ceo. the bully. levi k. THE JOCK.

THEFT. they're already in your home... might as well take a few things, right? they can't have you as much as they want, they need something of yours to keep them sane. keep them afloat. maybe some small things, a hair tie or a comb. maybe a fork or spoon from your kitchen. maybe something worse, like a pair of underwear. they'll taken pictures of the inside of your house, your room, your bathroom. don't ask what they're doing with any of it- you probably don't want to know.

OLIVER N. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. the ceo. THE BULLY. shane j. the cheerleader.

SABOTAGE. pulling you further into their web, these yans will isolate you until they are the only place left for you to turn. especially if you fight them on their strange tendencies, their need to get close to you. they'll make you see things the way they do: that they are the only ones truly there for you. they'll threaten others, plant evidence, send fake texts, make up rumors, whatever they have to do to get other people away from you.

the ghost. SKYLAR P. the criminal. THE CELEBRITY. THE CEO. finn h. THE RICH GIRL. the jock. THE CHEERLEADER.

KIDNAPPING. you just keep fighting, don't you? now they have to be the bad guy. but its okay, darling; they know that one day, all of this will pay off. they just need to make you understand, make you see the truth. you are the center of their world– everything they do is for you, darling! even the bad things! can't you see that? for now, they'll enjoy having you close... where no one else can interrupt.

the teammates. THE CRIMINAL. THE SUPERHERO. the ceo. the rockband. the rich girl. THE JOCK.

MURDER. pushed to the end of their rope, their last vestiges of sanity– these are the ones who would abandon their last bastion of humanity. taking a life is nothing to them, not anymore. not when their darlings love and safety is on the line. forget assault, forget teaching someone a lesson. they have to eliminate the threat. they have to do whatever it takes to make sure no one comes between them and their darling, the last good thing in their life. whether they have to 'hire' someone else to do it, or get their own hands a little dirty.

THE GHOST. declan o. THE CRIMINAL. the superhero. the ceo. THE BULLY. levi k. shane j. finn h. the jock.