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Maknae reaction to when they find out s/o is equally obsessed with them.

TW! Mentions of stalking, kidnapping, murder, implied smut

This is a work of fiction and in no way represents the actual people involved. 

Park Jimin 

It was love at first sight. 

Love was in the air and you were there. Just standing there so innocently, twirling your hair in one finger and biting the nail polish off the other. He remembered how a sense of euphoria just erupted as his big brown eyes traced off your delicate figure, how his heart was beating so hard with a sudden sense of longing. 

He knew then what he knew now, you were meant to be his. And even now, as he observed the pictures on the walls, the paintings, the articles of clothing and more spread through and about the attic walls, floor, and ceiling like an altar dedicated to him and him alone, he knew you were his. Apparently, though, he was just as much yours as well. 

Tracing a finger alongside the carefully placed photo of the two of you together hung on the wall, he felt that feeling again; longing. 

“When I told you I wasn’t scared of you, I meant it.” 

Your soft voice chimed in, sending a shiver to run up his spine. His puffy lips stuck out into a pout, large angelic eyes softening as he turned to face you, taking notice as you twirled your hair nervously in one finger and ever so lightly biting your nails on the other. Wrinkles of worry adorned the face he spent nights picturing and fantasizing about. 

Making his way towards you, each step so soft you would not have noticed them if you weren’t looking at him, Jimin brought his hand to cup your face. 

The warmth that spread across your cold cheek made you lean into his touch as he held you like his most prized possession. 

“I’m all yours…”

Kim Taehyung

The throbbing at the back of his head just wouldn’t go away. Neither would the mental image of you knocking him out with a crowbar after he found your secret folder on your computer labeled “T”. If he knew you carried such a nasty hit he would have probably bothered being much more careful about snooping around then maybe he wouldn’t be chained up in your basement like some sort of animal.                          

However, he won’t lie about the thrill that shot its way through his spine as he found out about his situation. As he noticed that despite being chained to a wall, you still took it upon yourself to pamper him and bandage the wound left on his head, dressing him in fine silk so his skin wouldn’t bruise against the cold rusted metal of the chains. You hit him yet you still babied him. In a sense, it felt ironic. That it was him going through this instead of the other way around. 

His head snapped up and towards the door opening, revealing your figure standing in the middle of the entrance, tray of freshly cooked food on hand while  a warm smile spread across your lips at the sight of him patiently waiting for you like a good boy. 

“Morning, sleep head. Had a good rest?” 

“Hmm.. maybe if I wasn’t chained up I could say yes.” 

Cooing softly at his small pout, you made your way towards him placing the tray by his feet.  Kneeling down, you watched as he reached for the tray, observing its contents. 

He knew you were waiting for a reaction from him. A sign of him being displeased, ready for him to explode and demand for his freedom. No, instead he will eat the food you so kindly made for him and he will have a shit eating grin on his face as he enjoyed the love you poured into your cooking. 

“So, what now, Love?”

Jeon Jungkook

If he wasn’t in love before, he sure as hell was now. 

As he watched the blood drip from your hands, knife in hand as that bitch that dared come between you two laid motionless on the ground. You are standing above her, yet, you never once looked at her. How could you? After all, you were too caught up looking at him as he just stared into your eyes with such love and adoration. As if his whole world was displayed before him. 

And it was, for you were his whole word and more. 

“Jungkook…?” 

With a lick of his lips, he approached you, not caring if he was stepping on the blood of some girl he never bothered learning the name of, not caring if you were covered in her blood. He just wanted to feel you, have you against him, to be one with you. 

His sudden advance made you drop the knife as you felt his lips crash into yours, nipping and biting your lips as his teeth clashed against yours. Hungerly devouring your whimpers, his hands gripping your hips, pressing himself flush against you. 

This reaction was not one you anticipated, you expected him to be scared. To scream! In fact, you were ready to give him a speech to redeem the situation but this… well you can’t complain about this now can you? 

Not when his hand has you firmly in place as his hips grind and press against your own, lips bruising and claiming your lips like you were his last meal on earth. 

If anything this outcome was better. 

For the both of you.

Hyung Ver.

Updated: 11/10/22

__Royal Scandal

original request by anon -  request yandere bts scenario that they are royal princes in love with the castle maid. Thank you in advance.

pairing [ prince/king member x maid/peasant reader ]

warning/s, mentions of [ non con/dub con themes, force feeding, forced  exhibitionism, pregnancy, humiliation, blood, death, murder, slapping, demeaning names, degrading social status, infidelity, oral (f. receiving),sub jimin, deepthroating ]

genre [ yandere, smut, angst ]

The following contains heavy yandere themes.please proceed with caution and consent!

14.02.21 - [ This is the only valentine’s gift I can give you angels this year ]

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_Kim Seokjin

“Tastes good?” with unconscious tears running down your cheek you nodded and stared into his onyx orbs as you tried to savor the rich taste of the soup he refused to touch a few hours ago, he pushed his fingers deeper to make you gag louder around it.he smirked at your agony and leant towards your perspiring neck to lick a huge stripe of it, making you wince.he pulled his fingers out and dragged the wet digits down to rest between your clothed breasts.

With a palpitating heart you waited for the mercy that was far away from your control.he chuckled and moved his lips towards the tears that were caressing your cheeks, “why are you crying? isn’t this what you dream of? to eat something good for once?” you sobbed harder at the brief mention of your mistake.your eyes trained down to the fine leather of his boots before being forced to look back at his alluring orbs once again when he squeezed your cheeks and slammed you against the wall behind you.

“You stole my food as a lowlife bitch, do you know how I can punish you for that?” you screw your eyes shut and hoped for someone to walk in, even if you were going to be blamed for being close to the king himself let it be, all you wanted to do was get out of his grip even when it did send tingles down your spine.he squeezed your cheeks harder together to leave a temporary mark as the other hand moved among his scattered food to pluck a grape out of it’s bundle.

He separated your cheeks for a bare second to push the fruit in with ease.he didn’t bother caring about you chewing or swallowing it as a whole when he forced your parted lips to close.”but I will do nothing my love” he didn’t allow you any time to react to the adored name he chose for you since he was stealing your concentration away by moving close once again to hover his plump lips over your quivering pairs this time as he whispered a deathly favor, one you cannot deny nor accept.

“I will feed you instead, until you plead your king to stop”

_Min Yoongi

The harsh slap to your tear stricken cheek had you facing your lover’s distorted face with a pained smile.a loud sob escaped his busted lips but you only dropped your fractured arm from the ripped mattress in futile attempts to reach to him for one last time but like your guts had warned your hand was yanked back and pinned next to your bleeding scalp.

“Fucking in my castle?” the king’s voice was just as deep and ruthless as his thrusts.he glanced up from your bulging tummy to the alluring orbs he ached for.even with your body shaking, the tears flowing with no break and your entire being bleeding you still had a smile painted on for your lover.

A proud smirk made its way to his lips when he gripped on your discoloring jaw to make your stoic eyes to meet his gleaming ones.”moan for me” you heard him clear through his grunts yet you only stared back at him void of emotions he dropped his smirk but brought it back as a strangled one and continued to fuck you deep enough for you to feel the hate in your guts.”act like you are desperate for me” his command had your lover sobbing harder, the ministers lowering their heads deeper and you to grow numb in pain and humiliation.

“D-don’t do it” even if your lover had said otherwise you wouldn’t have heeded to the king’s command.yoongi scowled at your dying sweetheart for a bare moment to spit on one of his open wounds.he held his gaze and moved the monogram silk of his robe to give the passing man a glimpse of the body and holes he once worshiped be ruined for the last time.

“You won’t meet your desired death unless you give in”

_Jung Hoseok

You weren’t ashamed of the moans your dear king was pushing out of you.a  moan escapes as his length hits all the right spots.even in your delirium you couldn’t help but let your eyes linger towards the bound and whimpering queen in the corner of the room.

Your smirk was evident as you looked into her eyes when your legs wrapped itself around his waist to pull him closer to make him grunt in your ear, “o-oh darling you feel like everything I have ever wanted” hearing such loving words fall out of her husband’s mouth for a woman who shouldn’t have stood a chance with him made her ache in agony.

A whine of surprise escapes when his careful thrusts turn into relentless and powerful ones.he drops his hand that previously held your waist to your enlarged clit , a shuddered breath leaves you and you completely disregard the queen shouting for help after spitting her gag out, “s-shit, your going to look prettier when I’m done-fuck!”

His low growls cover your moans when you felt your walls being coated white but it didn’t seem like he was going to let his pounds stutter as he only used his release as a chance to slip deeper in you.he was ruining the velvet he laid you in but that was the last of his concern, “y-you slut, you have no idea what I’m going to do to you” the queen’s words failed to go through you as hoseok only threw your legs over his shoulder to push all of himself in you.

“She’s dying first thing in the morning, you will take her place from there my love”

_Kim Namjoon

For you, the words that were imprinted on the paper was genuine love from the king, each word bleeding from his own heart, not a verbatim of the royal poet’s stolen sonnet.the king’s emerald and gold clad fingers ran through your back softly to rip the rags you were clothed in away.his plump lips made sure to move along each bit of your exposed skin, “all for you” he whispered when he saw your eyes skimming through the unfamiliar words.

“So you could be my one” you couldn’t help but smile wide as you let him strip you.he let his lips linger against your bare shoulder blades his nose indulged in the warm smell of daisies that emitted from your hair.he hummed and rested his lips in your hair as he brought the hand that was holding onto your waist sluggishly to trace the lines of your collarbone.

Your dress being completely ripped off echoed through the library but you only softly gasped to yourself at the abrupt action, “do you want to rule the country with me?”he took your excited gasp as a permit to run his calloused hands over your unmarred skin.he earned an almost inaudible whimper from you when he started to suck on your skin with no notice.but you wanted to give the man everything so you shifted from his lap and held onto his thighs as you dropped down on your knees.

He laughed a short lived, unbelievable laugh as he watched you struggle alone with his trousers, his scabbard and cock, evident that this was the first ever time you would be taking someone down your throat.he was taken aback when you wrapped your inexperienced mouth around his length and ran your tongue over the protruding veins in desperate attempts to satisfy your king even when his promises were white.

“You only belong here, on your knees, all for me”

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