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my little black cat stalker
мой маленький кот сталкер
your life would be so much easier if you were nice and compliant for me. my dear, you know your protests are all futile, do you really think resisting me will do you any good? you know this is all just to make you feel better. i’m locking you away for your own good. you don’t need anyone else, they’ll just try to steal you away from me; they don’t know about what you need, not like i do. now, love, let’s get you back inside your room, you know you weren’t supposed to come out. i’ll even allow you to have a blanket today, so my darling isn’t too cold <3
you love this, don’t you? as much as you kick and flail against me as i tighten your restraints, sobbing in your lovely despair, turn your head away when i lean in to kiss you- the flimsy pretences you adopt, knowing they’ll only leave you entrenched further into this pit of your creation. your eyes dart away when they meet my gaze. my love, how coy you are. you know i’ll never let you go, so you play these little games to toy with my heart; yet there’s no mistaking the look in your eyes when i so tenderly clean lacerations i etched onto your skin just minutes prior. pure, intense devotion.
the way i have been trying to manifest a yandere for 3 yrs now
when will it happen?
god there’s nothing more i want in my life currently and in the past 5 years than a yandere
Renegade
Renegade : Traitor/ Betrayer Pairing : Jimin x Reader Word Count : 2.5k Summary : You got lied and trapped by your own beloved now it's on you how to escape him but it won't be easy as you think.
INSPIRED by the song 'renegade' by Aaryan Shah.
Warnings : ONLY ADULT AUDIANCE PERMITTED! MINORS PLEASE SKIP. TOXIC THEME, dark, yandere, obsessive, narcissistic personality, sociopath, manipulation, dollification. (nothing smutty), Mentions of fire, burns, torture, cuss words and more.
.·:*¨ ✘♚✘ ¨*:·.
Renegade : traitor/ betrayer
I woke up gasping for air, my breathing was not steady. I had a nightmare again it's like a daily routine at this point.
Every time it feels he'll be the cause of my death no not the romantic one. He really will be the cause of my death in reality.
He?
My boyfriend
Yes you read it correct.
My own boyfriend of one year
My eyes looked around the room. Nothing changed the same shabby, dark, dull place he has kept me here, he kept me here against my will.
Psychoish? Murderer? Maniac? Insane? Obsessed? Delusional? out of his head?
You don't know what he is. He claims to be your boyfriend but his behaviour it's like he owns you or something. And the way he calls you doll? Gives you creeps. Just by hearing his voice can make anyone have goosebumps within seconds. His voice is like a siren alluring, seductive and sexy.
After being trapped here for 6 months you know he is anything but humane, he has no compassion whatsoever no sympathy for anyone not even his own girlfriend. Do you think a sane boyfriend will keep his girlfriend trapped for so long?
He talks to you like you are a non living thing, like a doll hence the nickname. Being captive here for 6 months or more you don't know, it's been a while since you were free. No he doesn't allow clock, calendar, television, or anything in your room.
He expects you to be silent like a doll, no expression just completely quite. Ofcourse no human can be like that you did expressed so many emotions like anger, depressed, gloomy, miserable yet nothing worked on him. He lacked empathy. If you make him mad he is gonna teach you a lesson so you don't repeat the mistakes again ever and trust me he is very cruel. Especially with you since he thinks you are a doll and you aren't supposed to feel anything.
You tried to escape, multiple times but all went down in the dumps. He might lack empathy but he is very sharp and skilled related to technology. Every door in his house can open only with his fingerprints. This is completely secret but he has a tracker in your pendent. It can't be removed from your neck as it's short and made up of core hardened steel alloy.
You remember the last time you tried to escape. Jimin left the door of your room open, purposely to see what will you do. You had promised him that you won't try to escape anymore or do anything that makes him angry.
He went to the room next to you to see in his tablet what your next move will be. He smirks as he sees you walking towards the door almost in disbelief. You can't believe he left the door open. Is he testing me?
Your heart told you to stay but your mind told you to take a chance what if he actually by mistake left the door open? You don't want to waste any possible chances to escape.
You ran as fast as you could your pace has slowed because he gives you only limited food that is enough to keep you awake. You stand infront of the main door hoping for a miracle at this point. You know you are stupid but you still have silly hopes. Hopes to meet your friends. They are your only family. You don't have any blood related family your friends are your companions in your lonely life.
You think of ways to open the door as tears streamed down your face. You just miss your friends you want to go back to how it was, how happy you were. Somewhere the back of your mind tells you that you did this to yourself. You are the cause of your fate, you are the culprit.
"You need any help?" He asks as you freeze in your place. Should have listened to your heart and not went out of the room. You are terrified of him and shit scared to turn around and face him.
"You tried to go away from ME? I'm disappointed I thought you promised me that you won't fuck around" His voice deep and slow but I know how much mad he is.
"Since you broke your promise I don't think I should keep mine too. It's unfair right?"
He promised to not hurt you In return you promised to not run away.
You made a mistake. You agreeing to live with jimin was a mistake, you meeting jimin was a mistake, you being born was also mistake. You don't know your parents they just gave you up. You're not upset with them. Who would want to have a child like you. Jimin has messed up your brain. You couldn't think rationally and just keep blaming yourself because he blames you for his loss or if something bad happens.
He looks at you straight in the eye you don't what is going through his sick head. He sure is thinking of doing something fun. It might be fun for him but for you, you are done.
He drags you to the kitchen counter and makes you sit there. You could have ran away and hide in your room but do you really want to make him more mad. Mad than he already is?
He turns on the stove and puts a kettle filled with water. You're confused is he making tea right now?
He didn't even turned back to look at you he keeps looking at the boiling water as if it's calming him down but is he really calm or just so mad that he doesn't even want to face you.
You open your mouth to say something but no words are ready to escape. Do you really want to apologise to him? You brain tells you apologise if you want to escape and your heart tells you not beg from a deranged person like him. Is he even a person?
You are in your own thoughts when jimin is standing infront of you. Weird fact is he is not glaring at you. It's like he us trying to study what you were thinking about escaping.
Park Jimin never lets anyone know his true emotions he hides them covers them up. He thinks Everyone will try to hurt him because his thoughts are different they are far from humanity. They are filled with dark, toxic, twisted things no one could imagine.
But he lets you see his thoughts. Why? one might ask? Because he thinks you are doll a lifeless thing which can't speak. His only doll, the only one who can understand him. The only one who knows the real him. His doll
His eyes studies your face and a tear drops from his eyes.
"My pretty doll....are you a renegade?"
You are confused by this. Why is he suddenly calling you a traitor when he is the one who betrayed you trapped you here?
" In order to be a renegade, you have to be prepared to walk alone and follow your own path" His hands slightly brush against your calf then moves up carefully to your thighs as he grips them tightly.
"How will you walk alone when you are my doll? I'm the one who owns you, I am the one who controls you, I'm the one who knows the best for you, your goal is to satisfy me and only me."
He takes a the kettle in one hand and looks at me
"Your legs which carried you to the door should be cauterised" he says he pours the hot boiling water on my feets. I tried to scram away but his body infront of me kept me trapped to suffer in agony from the burning pain.
He grabbed by the nape and forced me to walk towards the stove I didn't noticed but the stove was on and the fire was still going on. I couldn't walk properly due to new developed burns but he kept dragging me there. I knew this might happen still I did this he is right I'm dumb to even try to escape.
He had my wrist in his right grip as I kept crying begging for him to let me go. This was pure torture.
"Your hands which tried to open the door these ridiculous hands if I want I would have incinerate them. I'm being Kind to a worthless doll like you instead of being obedient you are causing trouble. You don't even deserve to roam around the room"
He pressed my hands on the fire causing my palms to burn it hurts like hell. Almost a third degree burn I'm sure.
You look at his face to see he is crying too.... Both are crying from different pains Difference is one is physical and other is mental. He looks as if he is the one getting the burns. He us feeling so many emotions at once. Anger, sadness, jealousy, disappointed. Too bad He only thinks of his emotions he doesn't give a fuck about how others think that's how his personality is.
He lets your hand goes as you're really on the verge of fainting. You fall on the ground as he kneels to match your height. He cups both of your cheeks while his thumb caress your cheekbones. He gives you a forehead kiss and stays there for a second. He breathes deeply and says.
"This is your fault you deserve this my doll. Next time it will be harder than this I promise"
You can't look at him as you faint in his arms while he carried you back to your room to medicate you. He lays your body on the bed while he begans to treat your palms and feet.
Now in present you look at your bandages. these burns was done by him two weeks ago. You stopped talking to him and he didn't seem to mind ofcourse thats what he wants. You wonder if your friends ever miss you. Jimin has told all of them that you both are shifting far away but he lied. Obviously.
Your friends warned to multiple times to not roam around him, to not trust him and what you did the complete opposite. You trusted him with you life and ended up here trapped. Your consciousness tells you "you are wrong your friends were right, they were always right. They knew there was something shady about the park jimin but you shushed them told them not to talk bad about him"
Ofcourse Jimin wasn't like this or he maybe was but just he used a facade to get you right into his trap. He took the perfect opportunity to make you fall for him. He also knew how you don't have a family who might look for you. Everything perfect.
As I'm scaning my room waiting for him to enter. During this time he comes in my room to feed me. The door unlockes and I freeze in my spot.
He enters and again locked the doors, his face is too serious as if he is mad somewhat. When he is around me he shows too much emotions.
His yes meet mine and he walks closer to sit near my bed on a chair. He settles the plates and glass down. He picks up the spoon to feed me, he never let's me eat remember I'm here like a non living thing.
As he is feeding me he keeps his eyes at me as if noticing my every move. I quietly eat what he is feeding because thats all for the day. I never spoke anything with him neither did he weird because he always talks to me sometimes less or more but he does. Today he didn't said a word as if his mind is busy somewhere else.
Once I'm done he cleans everything and gets the medical box to switch my bandages. He still doesn't say a word. I'm scared. What is he thinking.... his thoughts scare me.
When he is done with the bandages he caress my hand playing with my fingers. It's like he wants to say something but he is fighting himself.
"You know how insecure I feel when you prefer your friends over me? You make me insecure, you make me feel weak. You make Park Jimin do things for you no one ever did. That's how much you mean to me but you just want to get away from me. Are your friends really that precious to you and not me? Am I not even worth for your attention? Why are you so selfish only thinking about yourself? Why don't you ever once think about what I feel? Yeah my doll didn't you promised to understand me, to help me, to always support my decision?"
He is crying again.
"Jimin-ah please one time let me meet my friends one time ?! Then I'll listen to whatever you want I'll forever live here with you I promise"
"Promise and you? You seem to love breaking promises that you keep making them to me. I'm afraid this promise can't be accepted and about your friends-"
"Jimin you won't hurt them you promised me!"
"Doll what about the millions promise you broke I can't break one?"
"What happened my dolly? Why the sulky face? Ah I get it you miss your friends right? "
He leaned closer to me. So much that there was only some centimetres gap away from each other his lips grazed my ears so slightly giving me shivers. His heavy breath on my neck making me scared because I know he is planning something shady, he is having fun.
"Don't worry my doll I'll bring your friends here too so you won't feel lonely okay? But promise me you have to be a good girl hmm? Will you do that for me?"
My eyes turned teary watching him smirk at me while he pickes up the plates and glass. He leans one more time to give me a kiss on my forehead. His face agains hardens the same way he entered.
Before he was about to go I called him.
"Please Jimin let me go I'll never tell a single soul about this I'll forget all this just please let me go"
He turns around and stares at me like I was the one who did a crime. He looks dead serious as he glares at me with an unexplainable emotion. Love? Hatred? Anger? Care? I don't know all I know is his eyes making me understood that I'm stuck here. Forever.
His lips move to speak before he turns around and slams the door shut making me a crying mess. Making me regret my whole life.
"Should've listen to them Don't you know what I am?"
Renegade
Renegade : Traitor/ Betrayer Pairing : Jimin x Reader Word Count : 2.5k Summary : You got lied and trapped by your own beloved now it's on you how to escape him but it won't be easy as you think.
INSPIRED by the song 'renegade' by Aaryan Shah.
Warnings : ONLY ADULT AUDIANCE PERMITTED! MINORS PLEASE SKIP. TOXIC THEME, dark, yandere, obsessive, narcissistic personality, sociopath, manipulation, dollification. (nothing smutty), Mentions of fire, burns, torture, cuss words and more.
.·:*¨ ✘♚✘ ¨*:·.
Renegade : traitor/ betrayer
I woke up gasping for air, my breathing was not steady. I had a nightmare again it's like a daily routine at this point.
Every time it feels he'll be the cause of my death no not the romantic one. He really will be the cause of my death in reality.
He?
My boyfriend
Yes you read it correct.
My own boyfriend of one year
My eyes looked around the room. Nothing changed the same shabby, dark, dull place he has kept me here, he kept me here against my will.
Psychoish? Murderer? Maniac? Insane? Obsessed? Delusional? out of his head?
You don't know what he is. He claims to be your boyfriend but his behaviour it's like he owns you or something. And the way he calls you doll? Gives you creeps. Just by hearing his voice can make anyone have goosebumps within seconds. His voice is like a siren alluring, seductive and sexy.
After being trapped here for 6 months you know he is anything but humane, he has no compassion whatsoever no sympathy for anyone not even his own girlfriend. Do you think a sane boyfriend will keep his girlfriend trapped for so long?
He talks to you like you are a non living thing, like a doll hence the nickname. Being captive here for 6 months or more you don't know, it's been a while since you were free. No he doesn't allow clock, calendar, television, or anything in your room.
He expects you to be silent like a doll, no expression just completely quite. Ofcourse no human can be like that you did expressed so many emotions like anger, depressed, gloomy, miserable yet nothing worked on him. He lacked empathy. If you make him mad he is gonna teach you a lesson so you don't repeat the mistakes again ever and trust me he is very cruel. Especially with you since he thinks you are a doll and you aren't supposed to feel anything.
You tried to escape, multiple times but all went down in the dumps. He might lack empathy but he is very sharp and skilled related to technology. Every door in his house can open only with his fingerprints. This is completely secret but he has a tracker in your pendent. It can't be removed from your neck as it's short and made up of core hardened steel alloy.
You remember the last time you tried to escape. Jimin left the door of your room open, purposely to see what will you do. You had promised him that you won't try to escape anymore or do anything that makes him angry.
He went to the room next to you to see in his tablet what your next move will be. He smirks as he sees you walking towards the door almost in disbelief. You can't believe he left the door open. Is he testing me?
Your heart told you to stay but your mind told you to take a chance what if he actually by mistake left the door open? You don't want to waste any possible chances to escape.
You ran as fast as you could your pace has slowed because he gives you only limited food that is enough to keep you awake. You stand infront of the main door hoping for a miracle at this point. You know you are stupid but you still have silly hopes. Hopes to meet your friends. They are your only family. You don't have any blood related family your friends are your companions in your lonely life.
You think of ways to open the door as tears streamed down your face. You just miss your friends you want to go back to how it was, how happy you were. Somewhere the back of your mind tells you that you did this to yourself. You are the cause of your fate, you are the culprit.
"You need any help?" He asks as you freeze in your place. Should have listened to your heart and not went out of the room. You are terrified of him and shit scared to turn around and face him.
"You tried to go away from ME? I'm disappointed I thought you promised me that you won't fuck around" His voice deep and slow but I know how much mad he is.
"Since you broke your promise I don't think I should keep mine too. It's unfair right?"
He promised to not hurt you In return you promised to not run away.
You made a mistake. You agreeing to live with jimin was a mistake, you meeting jimin was a mistake, you being born was also mistake. You don't know your parents they just gave you up. You're not upset with them. Who would want to have a child like you. Jimin has messed up your brain. You couldn't think rationally and just keep blaming yourself because he blames you for his loss or if something bad happens.
He looks at you straight in the eye you don't what is going through his sick head. He sure is thinking of doing something fun. It might be fun for him but for you, you are done.
He drags you to the kitchen counter and makes you sit there. You could have ran away and hide in your room but do you really want to make him more mad. Mad than he already is?
He turns on the stove and puts a kettle filled with water. You're confused is he making tea right now?
He didn't even turned back to look at you he keeps looking at the boiling water as if it's calming him down but is he really calm or just so mad that he doesn't even want to face you.
You open your mouth to say something but no words are ready to escape. Do you really want to apologise to him? You brain tells you apologise if you want to escape and your heart tells you not beg from a deranged person like him. Is he even a person?
You are in your own thoughts when jimin is standing infront of you. Weird fact is he is not glaring at you. It's like he us trying to study what you were thinking about escaping.
Park Jimin never lets anyone know his true emotions he hides them covers them up. He thinks Everyone will try to hurt him because his thoughts are different they are far from humanity. They are filled with dark, toxic, twisted things no one could imagine.
But he lets you see his thoughts. Why? one might ask? Because he thinks you are doll a lifeless thing which can't speak. His only doll, the only one who can understand him. The only one who knows the real him. His doll
His eyes studies your face and a tear drops from his eyes.
"My pretty doll....are you a renegade?"
You are confused by this. Why is he suddenly calling you a traitor when he is the one who betrayed you trapped you here?
" In order to be a renegade, you have to be prepared to walk alone and follow your own path" His hands slightly brush against your calf then moves up carefully to your thighs as he grips them tightly.
"How will you walk alone when you are my doll? I'm the one who owns you, I am the one who controls you, I'm the one who knows the best for you, your goal is to satisfy me and only me."
He takes a the kettle in one hand and looks at me
"Your legs which carried you to the door should be cauterised" he says he pours the hot boiling water on my feets. I tried to scram away but his body infront of me kept me trapped to suffer in agony from the burning pain.
He grabbed by the nape and forced me to walk towards the stove I didn't noticed but the stove was on and the fire was still going on. I couldn't walk properly due to new developed burns but he kept dragging me there. I knew this might happen still I did this he is right I'm dumb to even try to escape.
He had my wrist in his right grip as I kept crying begging for him to let me go. This was pure torture.
"Your hands which tried to open the door these ridiculous hands if I want I would have incinerate them. I'm being Kind to a worthless doll like you instead of being obedient you are causing trouble. You don't even deserve to roam around the room"
He pressed my hands on the fire causing my palms to burn it hurts like hell. Almost a third degree burn I'm sure.
You look at his face to see he is crying too.... Both are crying from different pains Difference is one is physical and other is mental. He looks as if he is the one getting the burns. He us feeling so many emotions at once. Anger, sadness, jealousy, disappointed. Too bad He only thinks of his emotions he doesn't give a fuck about how others think that's how his personality is.
He lets your hand goes as you're really on the verge of fainting. You fall on the ground as he kneels to match your height. He cups both of your cheeks while his thumb caress your cheekbones. He gives you a forehead kiss and stays there for a second. He breathes deeply and says.
"This is your fault you deserve this my doll. Next time it will be harder than this I promise"
You can't look at him as you faint in his arms while he carried you back to your room to medicate you. He lays your body on the bed while he begans to treat your palms and feet.
Now in present you look at your bandages. these burns was done by him two weeks ago. You stopped talking to him and he didn't seem to mind ofcourse thats what he wants. You wonder if your friends ever miss you. Jimin has told all of them that you both are shifting far away but he lied. Obviously.
Your friends warned to multiple times to not roam around him, to not trust him and what you did the complete opposite. You trusted him with you life and ended up here trapped. Your consciousness tells you "you are wrong your friends were right, they were always right. They knew there was something shady about the park jimin but you shushed them told them not to talk bad about him"
Ofcourse Jimin wasn't like this or he maybe was but just he used a facade to get you right into his trap. He took the perfect opportunity to make you fall for him. He also knew how you don't have a family who might look for you. Everything perfect.
As I'm scaning my room waiting for him to enter. During this time he comes in my room to feed me. The door unlockes and I freeze in my spot.
He enters and again locked the doors, his face is too serious as if he is mad somewhat. When he is around me he shows too much emotions.
His yes meet mine and he walks closer to sit near my bed on a chair. He settles the plates and glass down. He picks up the spoon to feed me, he never let's me eat remember I'm here like a non living thing.
As he is feeding me he keeps his eyes at me as if noticing my every move. I quietly eat what he is feeding because thats all for the day. I never spoke anything with him neither did he weird because he always talks to me sometimes less or more but he does. Today he didn't said a word as if his mind is busy somewhere else.
Once I'm done he cleans everything and gets the medical box to switch my bandages. He still doesn't say a word. I'm scared. What is he thinking.... his thoughts scare me.
When he is done with the bandages he caress my hand playing with my fingers. It's like he wants to say something but he is fighting himself.
"You know how insecure I feel when you prefer your friends over me? You make me insecure, you make me feel weak. You make Park Jimin do things for you no one ever did. That's how much you mean to me but you just want to get away from me. Are your friends really that precious to you and not me? Am I not even worth for your attention? Why are you so selfish only thinking about yourself? Why don't you ever once think about what I feel? Yeah my doll didn't you promised to understand me, to help me, to always support my decision?"
He is crying again.
"Jimin-ah please one time let me meet my friends one time ?! Then I'll listen to whatever you want I'll forever live here with you I promise"
"Promise and you? You seem to love breaking promises that you keep making them to me. I'm afraid this promise can't be accepted and about your friends-"
"Jimin you won't hurt them you promised me!"
"Doll what about the millions promise you broke I can't break one?"
"What happened my dolly? Why the sulky face? Ah I get it you miss your friends right? "
He leaned closer to me. So much that there was only some centimetres gap away from each other his lips grazed my ears so slightly giving me shivers. His heavy breath on my neck making me scared because I know he is planning something shady, he is having fun.
"Don't worry my doll I'll bring your friends here too so you won't feel lonely okay? But promise me you have to be a good girl hmm? Will you do that for me?"
My eyes turned teary watching him smirk at me while he pickes up the plates and glass. He leans one more time to give me a kiss on my forehead. His face agains hardens the same way he entered.
Before he was about to go I called him.
"Please Jimin let me go I'll never tell a single soul about this I'll forget all this just please let me go"
He turns around and stares at me like I was the one who did a crime. He looks dead serious as he glares at me with an unexplainable emotion. Love? Hatred? Anger? Care? I don't know all I know is his eyes making me understood that I'm stuck here. Forever.
His lips move to speak before he turns around and slams the door shut making me a crying mess. Making me regret my whole life.
"Should've listen to them Don't you know what I am?"
Fallin’ into the trap
Pairing: mafia!Stalker!JK x fem!reader
Summary: You unknowingly walk right into your stalkers trap. (I’m so bad with summaries 😭)
released: 18.08.24
Warnings: manipulation, mention of the word “rape” and “rape toy”, oc nearly gets raped. Not proofread!!
Word count: 1,9k+ (1,969)
Note: I tried making him manipulative, but i didn’t so good so excuse me. I’m aware there are many mistakes and grammatical mistakes, I’ll proofread later!
Masterlist
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It is late at night when you suddenly feel very hungry. You grumble as you get up from your bed and walk towards the kitchen, you open the cabinets to find nothing.
You sigh and open the fridge.
Nothing.
You look at the wall in your living room, where the clock is hanging. 2 am. You quickly grab your keys, phone and your wallet.
There is a store that is open 24/7. It’s just a 5 minute walk from your apartment. Usually you go with your car, but it broke down a few days ago and is being repaired at the car repair shop (?).
You pull the hood of your hoodie over your head and start walking towards the store. Once you arrive, you open the door, the bell chimes indicating someone entered the store. You pull the hood down and walk to the aisle which you know too well. You grab a few packs of ramen and something to drink and head to the checkout to pay.
You pay and put the food in a white plastic bag. “Thank you. Good bye.”
You shudder when you feel the cold wind, putting your hood over your head and checking the time—2:10 am—you start to walk.
When you pass the dark alley you don’t think anything of it, but scream when somebody pulls you into the alley. The person quickly covers your mouth to prevent you from screaming.
Your back bumps into the front of the person and you can immediately tell it’s a man. The man tries to lift you up but you keep trashing around and screaming against his hand, but they get muffled.
The man kicks the back of your knees, causing you to fall. You yelp in pain as the hard ground scrapes against your knees.
The man clasps his hand over your mouth again and drags you further into the alley. It is very dark but you can still make out the face of the man.
He harshly pins you against the wall. And that’s when your heart stops beating for a second.
Oh no
There are multiple man….
There’s not only one but fucking three man.
And god knows what they wanna do with you.
Are they’re gonna murder me? Rape me?
No this cannot happen. The other two man are leaning against the wall, opposite of you. And only one man is standing in front of you.
You take one second to look at the man, he doesn’t have anything in his hands, nor do the other two. In his pockets also seems to be nothing in.
Weird.
“Fuck!” The man cries out, crouching down, clutching his dick, “get her! She cannot escape!” He yells as you take off, the other two man immediately run behind you.
You’re breathing heavily, running to gods know where. You’re mine is clogged with so many alarms going off.
“Shit!” They’re close you, but not too close.
You get your phone out, almost dropping it in the process due to your trembling hands.
You go to the contacts and without hesitation call him.
“Baby! What a sup—“
“Jungkook! Save me!”
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It had been spring 2020 when he first saw you.
You were looking so beautiful. A simple top with baggy jeans, minimal makeup on your face. Oh and that smile of yours. A true natural beauty.
He felt a weird emotion while looking at you
He didn’t know what it was. All he knew is. He wanted you.
That’s when the stalking and following you around started. He’d follow you around everywhere you went. Everywhere.
He knows everything about you. Absolutely everything.
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You suddenly hung up.
Jungkook chuckles, “oh, baby.” He mumbles, “if you only knew….”
He stands up, grabs his phone and makes a call to his man, “Make sure you don’t hurt her. Just scare her a little, yeah?” He instantly hangs up, not waiting for a response.
Jungkook makes his way outside, towards his car. Starting the engine, he starts to hum along to your favorite song.
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You breathing starts to pick up on its normal pace. You clutch your hoodie with your hands and breath in and out.
You’re hiding behind a trash can in an (?) other alley.
You didn’t expect to be a victim of sexual harassment after him.
Him as in Jeon Jungkook. The most powerful mafia.
As days go by he grows more obsessed with you. And your hatred towards him also grows each day. How can you be with someone that kills people for a living?
You noticed a man wearing all black was everywhere where you were. You’re not stupid, you knew he was stalking you.
One day you confront him, but to your luck it wasn’t Jungkook. It was just a man working under him. Jungkook instructed him to follow you everywhere. And update him of each and every thing you do.
He even installed some cameras in your home, but you didn’t know that. You didn’t need to know.
The train of thoughts in your head are cut off when you notice someone breathing on your neck from behind you.
Before you can think about your next action, you get grabbed from behind and blindfolded, harshly you’re thrown against the hard wall.
“NO! STOP IT!” your hands are pinned above your head, something hard pressing against your thigh, “Leave me!” You scream, but it is all falling on deaf ears.
“Shut up!” The man slaps you, tears start rolling down your eyes. All of these rapists start laughing, mocking you. The pull the hoodie over your head. Luckily you’re wearing a bra.
Before the man can undo your bra, you hear a loud thud.
The hand on your back is gone. Another thud and a groan. The hand holding your wrists is gone. Another thud.
Suddenly, the blindfold is taken off and you gasp at the sight in front of you.
Jungkook the scariest, most powerful mafia (and also your stalker) standing in front of you. His eyes are holding so much love and concern for you. Taking a look behind him you notice the man on the floor, blood oozing out of their noses and mouths.
You flinch when you feel him wiping away your previous tears. In need of comfort and reassurance, you hug him.
“It’s okay. You’re safe.” He murmurs, kissing the top of your head, “I’m here now.” His grip tightens.
“T-thank you, Jungkook.” You stutter out. Tomorrow you will definitely slap yourself for stuttering and hugging him like that. But you are in need of comfort right now, and if he is the only source where you can get it. Then so be it.
“Come on, let’s go home.” Without thinking much about his words, you nod.
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After yesterday, he did more than just comfort you. He made you food and after you refused to eat it because you weren’t in the mood, he fed you. He run you a nice, warm bath. He laid out clothes for you to wear (his clothes🤭) he massaged you and let you cry out in his embrace.
You appreciate it all but now it’s time to go.
You quietly walk down the stairs but get confused when you see Jungkook’s bodyguards Setting down boxes with different writings on them , in the living room.
Different writings as in… clothes, jewelry, hygiene and so on..
You shrug it off and walk towards Jungkook, who is sitting on the couch. He is engrossed in his laptop, but once he feels your presence, he immediately closes it, putting his attention on you.
“Morning baby. How did you sleep?” He sweetly asks, his eyes sparkling.
You swallow the lump in your throat, “Jungkook I appreciate everything you did for me, but…. I need to go home…”
“Why?” He sighs out and you’re taken aback by his response, “what do you mean why? I have a life, I have a home, I have a job. I can’t stay here forever. I really appreciate everything you did for me, for saving me, for making me food and all that, but like I said, I can’t stay here.”
You narrow your gaze at him when he doesn’t answer, “wrong.” He stands up, “you almost got gang raped. It is dangerous for you out there, baby.” He pulls you closer by wrapping his arms around your waist.
“You can live with me. I will take care of you, you will never have to work again, everything you want will be provided by me.”
“What if….. something like that will happen again? What will you do? You can’t even defend yourself, y/n. You don’t even know the basics. You need me, baby.” His nose touches your nose, his lips hovering above yours, “and I need you.” He kisses you, passionately.
He suddenly picks you up, “wait! What ar—“ you gasp, Jungkook shakes his head and places his finger on your lips, silencing you, “shh, just relax. I’m not going to do anything, just wanna show you something.” He softly pecks your lips.
He sets you down, gently holding your hand he nods. He takes you upstairs to his bedroom. Once he opens the door the first thing you notice is a few boxes laying on the floor.
They were in the living room……. no?
“Look,” he points his finger in the direction of the walk- in closet, “here are your clothes.” He turns around, “and there is the bathroom.” He gently says while pointing at a door, “there is also everything you need such as a towel, a bathrobe, a toothbrush and for your menstrual cycle, pads”
“You have everything you need here, including me.” He looks at you, “you won’t even have to lift a finger to get what you want.” He pulls you closer, “No, I don’t want that.” You honestly tell him while trying to take a step back.
Jungkook keeps holding you close, not letting you move a single muscle, “no?” He repeats, “you don’t want that? You don’t wanna live with me?” He tilts his head, clicking his tongue.
Oh
He is mad.
There’s pin drop silence. You’re pretty sure everyone left already, even the maids. It’s just you and him. Alone. In this mansion.
You gasp when he suddenly throws you over his shoulder and (gently) throws you on the bed. He hovers over you and tightly grips your wrist, pinning them above your head, manhandling you like he wants.
“Wh—“ you shut up when he glared at you, “be quiet, don’t say a single thing, got it?” He firmly says
A few tears escape your eyes. You’re so scared. Scared of him.
“You know what disgusting men here are, especially in this part of the city. If I let you go, they’re going to haunt you down and gang rape you, they might even kill you. Do you want that? How are you going to defend yourself, baby? They will not sit still until they have you, so let me take care of you and protect you. They won’t even look at you. Once the country knows you’re my girl they won’t look nor touch you.”
“You won’t have be scared anymore after every night you have to walk home alone at night.” He inches his face closer to yours.
He softly kisses you lips, “unless you want that?” He gets off you, “if you wanna be a rape toy for them, then it’s okay.” He sets your wrist free and pulls you up.
“Go on, go. If you’re so desperate.”
You look back at him with glossy eyes, “n-no.”
“I wanna stay safe. Wanna stay with you.” You hug him and he smirks when he hears those particular words from your mouth.
He engulfs you in his embrace.
“Good girl.”
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Insane unhinged men, please approach!
I have uh.. important matters to discuss ☺️
Want someone to stalk me 🖤 find out everything about my likes/dislikes. My schedule, where I live, what I do. What turns me on, what doesn’t. Start messaging me and manipulating me
threaten me and tell me you’re my soulmate, you know where I live and you’ll hurt me if I don’t love you back 🥰
If I see an anime or ghostface pfp I’m instantly stalking you tbh
Incredibly cruel that there’s not a masked man holding me at knifepoint rn 😞💔
Dreaming about an obsessive Yandere boyfriend who goes through my phone to see what porn I watch. Just to turn around and hate fuck me for looking at anyone else 💗
Demon gf who looks like an Angel
mutual obsession to the point of stabbing each other over and over just to show how much you love each other 🖤
Isn't the process of a regular man becoming an obsessed, love-sick, stalker so beautiful?
He never knew you once.
You were just another face to him at work.
But... Maybe you smiled at him when you walked past, maybe you put on a bit to much perfume one morning and it made his mind fuzzy, maybe you said he looked nice, maybe you checked up on him every morning, maybe you asked him if he got enough sleep last night because his eyebags were a bit to dark.
Whatever you'd done it baited him like a fish to a lure.
Now, when you walk by his gaze falls over you and he memorises what you're wearing, the perfume you put on, the way you'd done your hair, how that skirt was just a bit to long for him to get a good glance at anything.
You had just been another person once, but now he sneaked a glance of you in every room he stepped into.
It was infuriating.
He was determined to stop this. It wasn't a crush, he wasn't a school-boy anymore, this must merely be curiosity. Curiosity he was determined to stop having. So, surely, if he indulges himself it will go away, right? Just like a craving, it needed it's fill before he can move on.
He'd never been one for conversation but you were easy enough to talk to. He comes up to your desk everyday now, he asks how you've been, if you've gotten enough sleep. But small talk wasn't enough after a few days, he wanted to know more about you, he needed to end this stupid tug in his heart.
So then he starts to catch you on your lunch breaks.
He sits down with you, starts up conversations about your hobbies, your interests, your goals in life. Thankfully for him your happy to indulge him in facts about your life, like your social media account. Luck must be on his side because you ask to follow him which means he can follow you back without it being out of character.
And sweet Jesus he's glad he did that.
Instagram was his favorite place now.
He wasn't sure how many hours he spent looking over your posts, those smiles, those eyes, those cheeks, those hips, those hands, those tits. More than once his hand found it's way downwards, wrapping around his hardening cock and pumping away to pictures of you. You made him ruin to many good bedsheets and boxers.
He wasn't stupid. He couldn't write this off as curiosity anymore. Every time you walked by his dick twitched and his breath picked up, every time you smiled at him his heart fluttered and his palms got sweaty, every single time your hand grazed his he felt like he was about to cum is pants.
So soon talking to you wasn't enough. He wanted more, he needed more, he felt like he was going to go fucking insane.
So now he follows you home.
Seeing you at home was like a drug. This was the real you and you were so fucking perfect. You were messy, lazy, and oh so cute. You walked around in such short Pajamas and he couldn't help but take some photos of that cute butt that peaked out. And the days he caught you getting changed were the days he felt himself slipping further down the rabbit hole.
And soon that wasn't enough either. He needed to be closer, needed to touch you, to hear you, to smell you.
He knows this wrong but if god wanted to punish him why were your windows always left open?
You were asleep. Lying so peacefully in bed lips pressed in a small pout. He can't help but take photos up close. Can't help but brush his fingers down your waist. Can't help it when he presses his thumb to your bottom lip and collects your drool on his finger. He can't help when he licks it up like it's the last meal he'll ever get.
He promises himself he'll never do more than that... no matter how many times he visits you he makes sure to never disrespect your body, it was a temple he wanted to worship not hurt... but he needs to show his... interest... in you somehow.
It starts as small notes left around your house.
They begin sweet.
Don't forget your lunch this morning
You left your keys on the kitchen counter
Can't wait to see you today
But after a few weeks they get darker, more desperate, needier, grosser.
You looked so cute sleeping last night... I wanted to cum on your lips so bad but I made sure not to. Instead I decided to do it in your glass of water, hope you enjoyed <3
Did you feel my hands on your body last night? You made the cutest little whines in your sleep while I rubbed that pretty clit
Is it insane that I think I might die if I ever stop seeing you?
Soon he started leaving gifts for you. A rose here and there, pictures he'd taken of you, pure smut he'd written about you, he even started buying you sex toys.
It gets to much for him to bear, not being able to see you 24/7, knowing you could be talking to other men drove him insane. He needed you like he needs the sun. He wanted to monopolies your affections, your attention, your love.
And he knows just how to own it.
Sedatives and soft rope.
"Shh, shh, go back to sleep My Love, you need your rest for when you wake up in our new home"
It's Always "You were made for me" Never "I was made for you."
bending over in front of open windows around the house bc i know my pretty panties stretch so nicely for the perv across the street xox
Trapped by Him | Sirius Black x Fem!Reader
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Pairing: Yandere, tattoo artist Sirius Black x Fem! Muggle Reader WC: 952 CW: Stalking, Swearing, Kidnapping, no use of Y/N, use of Avada Kedavra, this is just dark lowkey Author's Note: I'm gonna be so honest with you guys I've been sitting on this fic for months and it's just been sitting in the drafts... sorry also I’ve never written a Yandere fic before but I read a lot of dark romance sooo hopefully its good. I'm also thinking about making this multiple parts series but idk so lmk if you guys want more. Summary: Siris thinks he’s protecting you, you are his after all... even if you don’t know it.
kinda hate this mood board tbh
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How could he not watch her?
She was his flower. So soft, so pretty and so fucking defenseless.
She was only a muggle after all, she didn't have magic to keep herself safe, who knows what could happen to her?! He just wanted to protect her!
No, he needed to protect her.
So he watched her, followed her.
Made sure she would get to work just fine, made sure she made it home. He would watch her from across the room when she would go out to have dinner with her friends.
He would watch and make sure no man went up to her, she was his after all, whether she knew it or not.
He just had to guarantee her safety. That was all he wanted to do, he wanted to make sure she was safe at all times.
Well… he also wanted to do other things but those wants those needs weren’t important… for now.
He still remembers the moment she walked into his shop just a few months ago.
Her friend had dragged her in and convinced her to get her first tattoo.
A little flower on her shoulder.
While Sirius was tattooing her, she would wince and whimper every so often. That's when Sirius knew. Hearing her cry in pain just broke something in him.
He needed to protect his flower at all costs.
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You were walking to a pub where you and some of the girls from work were meeting up at. Honestly you didn't want to go, but your cousin had been telling you that you needed to get out of your comfort zone more.
So when one of your coworkers had invited you out you figured that was the best way to get out of your comfort zone since you had only ever said no up to this point.
You walked into the pub and spotted your coworkers right away.
After about 30 minutes of chatting you decided you needed something to drink. Tonight just felt like it was going on for, forever.
You walked up to the bar waiting to get the bartender's attention.
“You're going to be waiting a while, love. This guy has no idea what he's doing.”
Looking at the seat next to you, you see a tall man with short black hair and big brown eyes.
“Yeah, I've kinda figured that out already.”
Letting out a little chuckle, the man holds out his hand for you to shake introducing himself. “Spencer.”
You shake his hand introducing yourself.
You and Spencer spend the better part of the night talking and getting to know each other. It was actually quite nice. You two had so much in common, he was nice enough and he was pretty cute.
Your coworker had all left at some point waving as they left not wanting to interrupt your time with Spencer.
You looked down at your watch and noticed it was almost midnight.
“Damn, it's getting late, I should be going now.” You stand up and grab your things. Spencer stood up as well smiling at you. “It's too dangerous to walk by yourself. Do you mind if I join you?”
“I'd like that a lot actually.” you smiled up him with a small nod and then you and Spencer started the short walk to your flat talking the whole way there.
You were both so caught up in each other that you didn't notice the shadow that followed you.
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Sirius couldn't believe his eyes.
His precious flower was walking into her flat with a stranger. A man she had just met!
How could she be so stupid?
His poor stupid precious little flower.
This is why he had to watch her!
He knew at that moment that he couldn't wait any longer.
He wanted to take his time getting to know her more, he wanted to learn about her more. He wanted to make sure everything was perfect before he brought her home but this just proved that he needed to act fast and now.
Sirius watched as the light in her living room turned on. He could guess by the shadows that one of them, he was guessing you, was in the kitchen while the other person, that man, was in the living room.
He knew your apartment like the back of his hand. He knew how to open every door without making a sound, and knew where ever loose floorboard was.
He could walk in your flat in pure darkness without making a sound. He only knows because he's done it more times then he can count over the last few months.
Sirius made his way to your flat casting ‘Alohomora’ to open the door silently. When he makes it into the living room all he can see is that man's hand on your face, stroking your cheek.
You were allowing him to do so.
With a fucking smile on your face!
Sirius saw red.
Before he can even process what he's doing, a flash of bright green light is shot at the man next to you.
The green light seemed to consume everything in the room blinding you then as the light fades and you look next to you, there Spencer is. He doesn't look like he's breathing, he's slumped on the couch, eyes wide open, no movement.
He looked lifeless.
Before you had the chance to figure out what exactly was going on before you could even freak out all you were was ‘Stupefy’ and then everything went black.
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