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queenie-avenue · 3 days
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hiiii!!!!
i thoight i’d do this the normal way instead of begging u in dms sOO MINJUN AND CREEP READER WHEN PLEASE PLEASE i’m down on one knees rn <333
this man could ruin my whole life and everything i’ve worked for and i would so gladly let him 😋😋
i don’t wanna fix him. i literally just wanna make him worse xoxo
Different sides of the same coin.
💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN
—> you damn creep.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, reader is almost as bad as min-jun, reader is down bad fr, obsessive behaviour, posessive behaviour, snooping, invasion of privacy, reader AND min-jun are red flags, a bit suggestive
notes: ain't no way you actually put an ask in for this 💀 but yes, you asked, and I delivered <33 also, I feel like all the anons in my inbox would absolutely eat this up, this is literally them/j (ngl, my writing kinda sucks here sorry yall-)
🦋 ⤻ archives.
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Min-jun studied all the different things littered inside that heart-shaped box of yours. When he first saw it sticking out of your schoolbag, he felt immediate jealous, assuming it wad a gift from someone in your class, or something you would be giving to someone else.
Naturally, he decided to steal it.
He sat at his desk, the student council room deserted as everyone had already left, per his request. He studied the contents of the box with lazy eyes. For months, he had tortured you and for months, you seemed to not care; which honestly made him more pissed off with you.
He pursed his lips as he waited for you to enter the student council's office. Min-jun looked at the box again, sifting through all the different notes he had left you. The ones that told you to kill yourself, the ones that fantasised about pushing you off a roof or watching you suffer, the ones that begged you to leave him alone, to not torment him with your mere presence; you had kept all of them. All tucked in this... heart-shaped box.
"You must really be a freak." He let out a chuckle as he closed the red box, holding it up to his face. The box even smelled like the cologne he liked to wear to school, subtle but noticeable. He let out a groan as he imagined the things he would say to you when you got into his office, how irritated he was with you that you — pathetic, poor, useless you — had seduced him.
Right, you seduced him.
You were the one who decided to show off and get higher grades than him. You looked at him every time he spoke with those obsessed eyes of yours. It was all your fault, not his!
Just then, the doors to the office opened, revealing you standing there. Min-jun tapped his fingers on the box knowingly, wanting you to see that he had caught you in this perverted act.
"Care to explain to me what this is?" He asked, fishing out all the various notes and pictures from the box, holding them up despite your obvious embarassment.
You tried to cover it up, but it was clear that you enjoyed the fact he had caught you in such a precarious situation. "I was just- you kept bullying me, so I was gathering evidence!" You managed to scrounge up a somewhat believable excuse.
"You collected evidence in a heart-shaped box?" He snickered, bemused by your attempts to seem normal.
"It was the only box I had..." You kept trying to lie, but Min-jun saw straight through your pretty little lies.
"And why does your box of evidence contain pictures of me doing everyday things? Not very incriminating evidence, and yet, you kept it in your 'evidence' box."
"I-"
"Don't lie."
Both of you stared into each others' eyes, his glare mixed with an undertone of want and obsession, yet he would never admit it. Yours, filled with embarassment and desire. You were so close to breaking down.
Min-jun got up from his desk and walked over towards you. You froze on the spot, your hands wandering towards the sliding door of the office, but before you could even try to escape, Min-jun had grabbed your wrists. "Did I say you can leave?" He asked softly, his tone so affectionate it almost made your knees buckle under the tension.
"N-no." Your cheeks reddened as your eyes made their way to his hands that gripped your wrist. Slowly, your eyes glanced over at his lips and how close he was, the cologne he wore that was perhaps too mature for both your ages, mimicking the scent of an older person. His eyes darkened the moment he saw your eyes rake over his lips.
"Is that it?" He asked, leaning in closer as he guided you towards the armrest of the couch in the student council office, pushing you against it so you would sit; so he could tower over you. "You're just some pervert who likes to be bullied and harassed?" He asked softly, his gaze growing more intense by the second.
You stared, your lips parted, unable to respond as he had caught you red-handed.
A sense of jealousy spilled into his heart as his hands gripped you tighter, which would no doubt leave bruises.
"So as long as someone bullies you, you fall for them? Are you some sort of creep?" Min-jun interrogated, leaning so close that you fall back onto the couch, a small 'oomph' escaping your lips as you both fall back. Min-jun's arms trap you between him and the sofa, his cheeks now matching yours in the same shade of crimson. He doesn't move, his hands on both sides of your head.
"Answer me. Would you like anyone else if they did the kind of stuff I did to you?" He asked, desperation straining his voice. Min-jun wanted to know he was special to you, that you would only ever be infatuated — no, in love — with him.
You remained silent.
"Tell me, damn it!" Frustration seeped out as he grabbed your face now, cheeks reddening not out of him being flustered, but instead out of rage. "You come here, to my school, decide to top me in every subject I've always been the best at, and then you suddenly decide to collect all these things from me, treating them like cheesy love letters rather than threats. What the hell is up with you? I don't get you, I just can't understand you." He said, his breath hitting your face in huffs.
"You make me lose my mind. I've never- I've always felt so indifferent to everyone else, but you make me do things that... that make me disgusted with myself." He continued, remembering all the times he used his monthly allowance to hire private investigators behind his family's back just to find out more about your interests and hobbies. Asking for photos of you, asking for *clothes* from your laundry pile. He was sick of himself, sick that he would ever so such a thing. But he was addicted.
To you, to your scent, to your gaze, to everything about you he wished he could claim.
"Tell me you feel the same way." He demanded suddenly.
It was his right. You had to feel the same way.
Without even thinking, you pulled Min-jun down to you, gripping his face so tightly that your nails drew blood from his cheeks. Your lips slammed together, any harder and one of you might have lost a tooth, but both of you didn't think about that. Your eyes were closed, but Min-jun's were wide open. "You really do like tempting me." He muttered into your mouth as his hands pinned yours to the couch.
"You must really like me." Min-jun babbled on between your lips, licking and biting your bottom lip, sucking on it like his life depended on it. "Tell me, [y/n], tell me you need me." He wanted to be worshipped by you, he wanted to worship you.
"I need you so badly." You whispered back, allowing him to take control as you whimpered below him. "Please don't stop."
His hands travelled slowly to your neck. "Don't stop what? Kissing you?" He asked, pulling away, "Or don't stop bullying you." His voice boomed with laughter, loving that flustered and needy look on your face; so red to the point he wanted to take a bite of your cheek to see whether it tasted like apples.
"Both, please." You whispered submissively, letting him claim your lips repeatedly.
"Don't worry, I'm never stopping. You won't be able to run from me, even if you wanted to." He smiled, and for a moment, you missed the dangerous glint in his eyes. "You belong to me, okay?" He asked one last time, not giving you the chance to answer before diving back into your lips.
Now that you had given him confirmation that you loved him, you would never stop loving him. Min-jun would make sure of that.
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queenie-avenue · 6 days
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How do yanderes react to receiving a scarf knitted by a reader?
Knitted with love.
💌 ⤻ ft. ALL THE YANDERES
—> your gifts are only for them.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, typical yandere behaviour, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, soft yandere, mentions of kidnapping (mafia boss), mentions of stealing (the baseball player)
note: i was too lazy to link all of the yanderes, especially since i have so many now, so i will just link my archives when i do joint posts.
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💌 ⤻ THE CEO, ADRIAN HOUDE
— He would absolutely be ecstatic but also torn about it. He wants to keep the sweater all to himself, but he also wants to show it off to the world and demand that the scarf be mass-produced and sold in stores. It's a very challenging decision to make, but he eventually decides to keep the scarf all to himself. He is — as he calls himself — a selfish bastard, after all.
— However, despite his internal struggle, he would keep a cool expression and thank you sincerely and compliment your hard work.
— Would gift something as a thank you, probably something designer. Or would just look at the shopping history on your laptop and buy something from there. Or buy all, black cards exist for a reason!
💌 ⤻ THE CHEERLEADER, KATIE WILLIAMS
— Would gush about it loudly about the fact you were so sweet to present them with a gift! Aw, sweet little you! Katie would hug, kiss and gab all over your form.
— Extremely territorial over the scarf, will not let anyone touch it.
— Sets a trend in the University you're at, where partners gift each other scarves.
💌 ⤻ THE BASEBALL PLAYER, JESPER HARGREAVES
— Oddly enough, he would sniff it first. Then he would utterly melt into it, thanking you profusely by holding you so tight it felt like he might choke you to death.
— Will wear it regardless of the weather. Even if it's sweltering hot and he is sweating bullets. You'll probably have to make something more summer-themed to get him to take off the bloody thing.
— Will beg for more handmade goods from you and will “borrow” the things you made for other people.
💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN
— Will not accept it at first. Will try to accuse you of trying to get close to him because of his family and wealth. If you persist, he will throw it into the bin in front of everyone just to humiliate you further.
— While patrolling the rounds of the school, he will go back to where he threw it and dumpster dive just to get it back. Look at how obsessed you made him, you have to take responsibility for that.
— The next day, an anonymous person has given you expensive chocolates. You realise that Min-Jun is carefully staring to see your reaction to it.
💌 ⤻ THE BARISTA, AKIMITSU MINORU
— Is shocked when you do so but immediately accepts and tells you you shouldn't work so hard next time.
— Offers you a cup of coffee as a thank you.
— Very reserved about it but from that moment on, he's always wearing the scarf. But not in ways you would expect. Sometimes it's hooked onto his waist, somethings around his neck — like how it's supposed to be worn — and sometimes just displayed in the coffee shop like some kind of trophy.
— Would convince you into only giving these sort of gifts to him.
💌 ⤻ THE COVER, VALERIO MARCHETTI
— Your habit of knitting started when you were bored and Valerio gave you something to play with. A knitting set, fitting for someone like you. He made sure to give you those blunt materials though, wouldn't want you escaping!
— Was shocked when you gave it to him. Probably sent it to get it checked for poison.
— Even after making sure it's not poisonous, he doesn't wear it. He simply leaves it with you.
— He isn't exactly obsessed (in this part yet), but he certainly is intrigued by you, would wear the scarf just to see your reaction.
💌 ⤻ THE MAFIA BOSS, VITTORIA CONSTANZO
— Utterly ecstatic at the prospect of you doing such a thing for her. It means you're slowly forgiving her, right?
— Will keep the scarf and use it as inspiration for her next collection of dresses, all using yarn. Will make a special dress just for you to wear out of yarn, just like you've done for her.
— You'll probably get more time without your restraints after this, she trusts you a bit more now and will give you a bit more freedom.
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queenie-avenue · 11 days
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Kissed by Aphrodite.
💌 ⤻ft. THE CEO, THE CHEERLEADER, THE BASEBALL PLAYER, THE ACADEMIC RIVAL
—> how they look in the mirror.
⤻ no content warnings, basically. just how the yanderes look and their favourite feature of themself
notes: i felt a bit lazy this time and decided to make a small post, sorry yall.
🦋 ⤻ archives.
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💌 ⤻ THE CEO, ADRIAN HOUDE.
Many articles have regarded him as the top bachelor, not just because of his money, but because of his looks. A handsome actor or celebrity is easy to come by, but a handsome CEO? It's a bit hard. Just look at all the rest of the CEOs alongside Adrian, who have bald heads.
Unlike them, Adrian has a full head of luscious blonde hair inherited from his grandmother. You know those hairstyles on 1950s men in those posters? Adrian's hairstyle is similar to that, if not just a slight bit more tousled.
His eyes are icy blue. With warmth only present in them when you're around. His eyes are hooded and sharp.
He's clean shaven with no stubble at all, and he wears a bit of makeup to hide the blemishes on his skin. Nothing is more attractive than a man who knows how to look presentable. He likes to wear a chapstick with just a hint of tint, just to make himself pop a bit more. He has a rather pale complexion. His jawline is sharp and strong, and his nose is straight with the base slightly upturned. His lips are slightly downturned, but his eyes are always smiling.
When it comes to smell, he probably wears a very stereotypical cologne of Tom Ford. However, there's always a hint of mint of him.
💌 ⤻ THE CHEERLEADER, KATIE WILLIAMS
Katie is the stereotypical pretty cheerleader, but it's not her looks that draws people in the most — though it certainly helps — is probably her ability to charm and manipulate anyone into doing her bidding.
Katie has really dark skin, and she wears it proudly. Her foundation and concealer is always dewy and bright as opposed to matte.
She loves makeup, looks like the 'cold girl' makeup, paired with some bold eyeshadow. Her eyes are double-lidded and are of a rounder shape with false lashes always on them. Sometimes, it's like she never takes them off. Some of her roommates in her sorority like to make funny rumours about it to tease her.
Her lips are plump, and, like a 2000s girlie, she loves wearing shiny lip gloss and lipstick. She doesn't overline her lips, though. They're big enough.
Her hair is naturally curly and she takes good care of it, like any other part of her appearance. She likes to wear her curly hair in space buns with little pom poms in her scrunchies. She really loves selling that cheerleader look as much as possible.
Her perfume is from Bath and body works, and she likes to experiment with it. She finishes most of her products every two months and will show up to class with a new perfume. Some of the girls in the school like to mirror her perfume too when she gets a new one. She's that popular!
💌 ⤻ THE BASEBALL PLAYER, JESPER HARGREAVES
Jesper is a brunette, and his hair is always tousled and fluffy. Even when it's wet, it has that bit of volume in it. He styles it everyday with a bit of gel but it always gets messy during practice. If you both are close enough in your relationship, he likes when you style it for him.
His skin is slightly tan from hours of playing in the sun but he makes sure to wear sunscreen, especially after finding out from videos that not wearing sunscreen can cause skin damage. He cringes everytime he remembers how he rejected sunscreen, deciding he was too 'macho' for it.
He has rather soft features for a guy. If he had a skinnier body, people would no doubt mistake him for a girl. He has soft rounded eyes with double eyelids, a cute button nose and heart-shaped lips and bushy eyebrows.
When it comes to scent, he's pretty basic about it. Just deodorant is fine with him. He's particular about sunscreen, but when it comes to shampoo and all, he's the type to use a 3-in-1.
💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN
Min-jun looks like your stereotypical Korean boy. Sure, he's basic, but he knows how to style well so he goes from average to god-like. He has permed his hair and gotten it a bit more fluffy and curly, the bangs swooped to the side to compliment his face shape.
His skin is pale and soft from all the skin care products and sunscreen he uses. He has a bit of a bigger nose and mono-lidded eyes — he's a bit insecure about these traits, give him compliments about it to make him feel better — but very pretty lips and a somewhat sharp jaw.
He has black eyes and black hair, but when he's alone, he likes to wear some contacts to play around with it. He does wear contacts on a daily basis though, but they don't add any colour, it's mainly to help with his eyesight because glasses give him a migraine and he can't find any shape that compliments his face well enough. Can you tell he's vain?
For scent, he probably wears a custom perfume made by some shop.
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queenie-avenue · 13 days
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The last two days have been so hectic, I have a WIP rotting in my docs rn but I haven't finished it yet-
I'll have a post out by this Tuesday, I'm starting a semester and everything is really hectic!
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queenie-avenue · 16 days
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I'll have a post out by this Tuesday, I'm starting a semester and everything is really hectic!
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queenie-avenue · 22 days
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What about period comfort with Isabella bc her darling gets rly bad cramps where she can’t get out of bed which is a perfect excuse for Isabella to take full autonomy with feeding, choosing clothes ect
Basically taking care of her
The pains of being a woman.
💌 ⤻ THE MAFIA BOSS, VITTORIA CONSTANZO
—> headcanons of how Vittoria will take care of you during your period.
⤻ reader is a female, period pains, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, typical yandere behaviour tbh, medical procedures done without consent, mutilation of female genitalia, mentions of stockholm syndrome at the end
note: i changed isabella's name to vittoria, that's why the name is different. also, sorry for taking so long for this! i hope you enjoy!
💌 ⤻ archives.
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— Vittoria won't even let you lift a finger when you have your period! She's a woman too, so she understands how painful it can be to experience cramps and all the other side-effects of simply being a woman!
“Oh darling,” She cooed as she leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. “I know, I know it's painful.” She peppered your face with kisses as she placed a hot towel over your abdomen. “It's just for a week, okay? And then we can go back to all the activities we're missing out on.” She whispered into your ears seductively as she massaged you.
— Honestly, Vittoria is a sadist. She doesn't hide it much from her peers and comrades in the mafia, but she doesn't normally show it to you. But you do notice at times when she tries to hide that smile on her face whenever you tear up because of your cramps. Can you blame her? She loves kissing those tears away.
— Will loosen up the ribbons on your arms to reduce the hassle, but she doesn't underestimate you, so you're always locked up whether you like it or not.
— Despite being so busy as a fashion designer and mafia boss, Vittoria still takes time be with you. Especially when you’re suffering like this, she makes extra time to take care of you while Valerio attends her meetings.
“Who cares about that meeting, my Belleza?” She whispered into your ear as she loosened up your ribbons, turning you around like a puppet to give you yet another massage.
— Althought Vittoria wants you to have a healthy diet — considering the fact you can't afford to gouge on fat-filled foods thanks to you not being able to exercise at all — she has hired a strict dietitian. But during those few days to a week you're suffering, she'll allow you to have anything your heart desires.
— Loves feeding you food. She normally does it already but during your period, she just loves how more submissive you're being towards her.
— Like yourself, it seems like she will also get emotional whenever you are, seemingly growing more jealous and eager to be with you. After all, you can barely move with your cramps, what if someone else helps you and you fall in love with them instead of her?
— During her periods, she also expects you to care for her, like how she cares for you. At least, how much you can care for her when you are stuck in a room.
— If your periods hurt that badly though… she may force you to get a hysterectomy. Vittoria's a sadist, but she loves you too much to see you hurt that badly every month.
You fought against the chains she had placed on you — replacing the soft ribbons she had given you the privilege of having — as you stared into her blue eyes, yours tearing up as the anesthesia slowly began to kick in, knocking you out and allowing Vittoria to mutilate and rip out your poor womb.
“I couldn't bear to see you in such pain, my love.” She whispered as she soothed your back after the procedure. “It's not like you need a womb anyway.” She said. “If we want children, we will adopt.” She announced, like it was set in stone.
But you would never want to have a child with a monster like her.
Yet, you were resigned to forever be her love; her darling Belleza.
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queenie-avenue · 23 days
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What about period comfort with Isabella bc her darling gets rly bad cramps where she can’t get out of bed which is a perfect excuse for Isabella to take full autonomy with feeding, choosing clothes ect
Basically taking care of her
The pains of being a woman.
💌 ⤻ THE MAFIA BOSS, VITTORIA CONSTANZO
—> headcanons of how Vittoria will take care of you during your period.
⤻ reader is a female, period pains, obsessive behaviour, possessive behaviour, typical yandere behaviour tbh, medical procedures done without consent, mutilation of female genitalia, mentions of stockholm syndrome at the end
note: i changed isabella's name to vittoria, that's why the name is different. also, sorry for taking so long for this! i hope you enjoy!
💌 ⤻ archives.
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— Vittoria won't even let you lift a finger when you have your period! She's a woman too, so she understands how painful it can be to experience cramps and all the other side-effects of simply being a woman!
“Oh darling,” She cooed as she leaned in to press a kiss to your lips. “I know, I know it's painful.” She peppered your face with kisses as she placed a hot towel over your abdomen. “It's just for a week, okay? And then we can go back to all the activities we're missing out on.” She whispered into your ears seductively as she massaged you.
— Honestly, Vittoria is a sadist. She doesn't hide it much from her peers and comrades in the mafia, but she doesn't normally show it to you. But you do notice at times when she tries to hide that smile on her face whenever you tear up because of your cramps. Can you blame her? She loves kissing those tears away.
— Will loosen up the ribbons on your arms to reduce the hassle, but she doesn't underestimate you, so you're always locked up whether you like it or not.
— Despite being so busy as a fashion designer and mafia boss, Vittoria still takes time be with you. Especially when you’re suffering like this, she makes extra time to take care of you while Valerio attends her meetings.
“Who cares about that meeting, my Belleza?” She whispered into your ear as she loosened up your ribbons, turning you around like a puppet to give you yet another massage.
— Althought Vittoria wants you to have a healthy diet — considering the fact you can't afford to gouge on fat-filled foods thanks to you not being able to exercise at all — she has hired a strict dietitian. But during those few days to a week you're suffering, she'll allow you to have anything your heart desires.
— Loves feeding you food. She normally does it already but during your period, she just loves how more submissive you're being towards her.
— Like yourself, it seems like she will also get emotional whenever you are, seemingly growing more jealous and eager to be with you. After all, you can barely move with your cramps, what if someone else helps you and you fall in love with them instead of her?
— During her periods, she also expects you to care for her, like how she cares for you. At least, how much you can care for her when you are stuck in a room.
— If your periods hurt that badly though… she may force you to get a hysterectomy. Vittoria's a sadist, but she loves you too much to see you hurt that badly every month.
You fought against the chains she had placed on you — replacing the soft ribbons she had given you the privilege of having — as you stared into her blue eyes, yours tearing up as the anesthesia slowly began to kick in, knocking you out and allowing Vittoria to mutilate and rip out your poor womb.
“I couldn't bear to see you in such pain, my love.” She whispered as she soothed your back after the procedure. “It's not like you need a womb anyway.” She said. “If we want children, we will adopt.” She announced, like it was set in stone.
But you would never want to have a child with a monster like her.
Yet, you were resigned to forever be her love; her darling Belleza.
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queenie-avenue · 24 days
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I made a tiktok account and I kind of want to start posting there soon, like in a month or so to promote a book I'm writing. This is mainly to my followers but would any of you like to follow me on tiktok please please please please please/j
Besides that, a post will be coming out tmr <33
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queenie-avenue · 28 days
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How do yanderes react to receiving a scarf knitted by a reader?
Knitted with love.
💌 ⤻ ft. ALL THE YANDERES
—> your gifts are only for them.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, typical yandere behaviour, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, soft yandere, mentions of kidnapping (mafia boss), mentions of stealing (the baseball player)
note: i was too lazy to link all of the yanderes, especially since i have so many now, so i will just link my archives when i do joint posts.
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💌 ⤻ THE CEO, ADRIAN HOUDE
— He would absolutely be ecstatic but also torn about it. He wants to keep the sweater all to himself, but he also wants to show it off to the world and demand that the scarf be mass-produced and sold in stores. It's a very challenging decision to make, but he eventually decides to keep the scarf all to himself. He is — as he calls himself — a selfish bastard, after all.
— However, despite his internal struggle, he would keep a cool expression and thank you sincerely and compliment your hard work.
— Would gift something as a thank you, probably something designer. Or would just look at the shopping history on your laptop and buy something from there. Or buy all, black cards exist for a reason!
💌 ⤻ THE CHEERLEADER, KATIE WILLIAMS
— Would gush about it loudly about the fact you were so sweet to present them with a gift! Aw, sweet little you! Katie would hug, kiss and gab all over your form.
— Extremely territorial over the scarf, will not let anyone touch it.
— Sets a trend in the University you're at, where partners gift each other scarves.
💌 ⤻ THE BASEBALL PLAYER, JESPER HARGREAVES
— Oddly enough, he would sniff it first. Then he would utterly melt into it, thanking you profusely by holding you so tight it felt like he might choke you to death.
— Will wear it regardless of the weather. Even if it's sweltering hot and he is sweating bullets. You'll probably have to make something more summer-themed to get him to take off the bloody thing.
— Will beg for more handmade goods from you and will “borrow” the things you made for other people.
💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN
— Will not accept it at first. Will try to accuse you of trying to get close to him because of his family and wealth. If you persist, he will throw it into the bin in front of everyone just to humiliate you further.
— While patrolling the rounds of the school, he will go back to where he threw it and dumpster dive just to get it back. Look at how obsessed you made him, you have to take responsibility for that.
— The next day, an anonymous person has given you expensive chocolates. You realise that Min-Jun is carefully staring to see your reaction to it.
💌 ⤻ THE BARISTA, AKIMITSU MINORU
— Is shocked when you do so but immediately accepts and tells you you shouldn't work so hard next time.
— Offers you a cup of coffee as a thank you.
— Very reserved about it but from that moment on, he's always wearing the scarf. But not in ways you would expect. Sometimes it's hooked onto his waist, somethings around his neck — like how it's supposed to be worn — and sometimes just displayed in the coffee shop like some kind of trophy.
— Would convince you into only giving these sort of gifts to him.
💌 ⤻ THE COVER, VALERIO MARCHETTI
— Your habit of knitting started when you were bored and Valerio gave you something to play with. A knitting set, fitting for someone like you. He made sure to give you those blunt materials though, wouldn't want you escaping!
— Was shocked when you gave it to him. Probably sent it to get it checked for poison.
— Even after making sure it's not poisonous, he doesn't wear it. He simply leaves it with you.
— He isn't exactly obsessed (in this part yet), but he certainly is intrigued by you, would wear the scarf just to see your reaction.
💌 ⤻ THE MAFIA BOSS, VITTORIA CONSTANZO
— Utterly ecstatic at the prospect of you doing such a thing for her. It means you're slowly forgiving her, right?
— Will keep the scarf and use it as inspiration for her next collection of dresses, all using yarn. Will make a special dress just for you to wear out of yarn, just like you've done for her.
— You'll probably get more time without your restraints after this, she trusts you a bit more now and will give you a bit more freedom.
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queenie-avenue · 1 month
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Moya's an emo <33/j
Bro istg I only come online everytime they post now but like, I will come back soon guys I promise. 😚
moya lowkey have the biggest crush on you but i am scared to interact because i am not cool irl. i do hope you know that whenever you post a fic i am sitting there batting my eyelashes and swinging my legs back and forth. anyway enough about me, song recs? :>
so,, i got covid but this ask may have cured me 🙇🏽‍♂️ nonnie my love you’re an absolute angel, please don’t ever feel scared to interact!!! i literally run a tumblr blog, so we’re all in this together 😭😭
ooooh i love talking about my favourite music! here’s a few of my current faves 🤍🤍
nettie - type o negative
my own summer - deftones
rosemary - deftones
when the sun hits - slowdive
today - the smashing pumpkins
you - radiohead
werewolf - lil uzi vert + bring me the horizon (i unironically love this song don’t @ me ok)
+ any and every song by ‘the neighbourhood’ <3
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queenie-avenue · 1 month
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I'll try to post on the first of April, my writing block is getting better! I'll definitely be answering some asks, and I wanna try and revamp a bit of my writing for this blog because it's not efficient.
I'll see you guys in April!
You're welcome to add in asks to my inbox, I'll do my best to answer all of them!
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queenie-avenue · 1 month
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Hii! 🌟
So..i want ask for request about CEO ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ
What if one day reader is caught sketching the CEO in some fancy clothes? Would he like to wear this for reader?
(Thank you in advance! Hope u have really good day 👁️〰️👁️)
/// sorry for my English kinda bad at grammar (ง’̀-‘́)ง
He'll wear anything you make.
💌 ⤻ THE CEO, Adrian Houde
—> he's your muse, you're his obsession.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, reader has a crush on Adrian, obsessive behaviour, posessive thoughts, snooping, fluff, red flags but they aren't so apparent.
notes: i altered the prompt a bit, i hope you don't mind but thank you for the ask! i'm glad you like adrian as much as i do. feel free to send in more asks! love the cute emoticons btw <3 did not proofread, we die like men.
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Adrian strolled about the fashion department, his hands raking across the abandoned tables now that everyone had headed home. He rolled up his sleeves to check the time as he walked past the messy and cluttered desks, the heels of his shoes clacking against the floor.
One might ask, what was the CEO of the company doing so late at the fashion department? Everyone had gone home, clocking off early for the holidays — even the ever-busy fashion team — except him. His blue eyes raked across the table as he searched for your table, and finally, he came across it and smiled.
You didn't have a table before, you cramped alongside the lower level employees but well, Adrian pulled some strings here and there for you to get your own table.
It also made it easier for him to look through your belongings.
"Hm?" He hummed when he saw an unfamiliar book on the table. He had memorised every detail of your table, to the point where he knew where you put your emergency snacks — sometimes even refilling them for you anonymously — but this sketchbook was new.
He knew it was wrong to sneak into someone's belongings, and his grandmother would no doubt absolutely pulverise him for such ungentlemanly actions but you already belonged to him. You didn't, but you would soon.
He was slowly cracking you down, he knew. Adrian could still see the blush on your face when you were caught staring at him for too long.
His nimble hands reached for the book and flipped through them. The pages crinkling in his hands as he gazed at all of the different designs. His eyes slowly widened as he recognised the dimples on the model's face, the tousled blonde hair, the dashing pale blue eyes, and the silhouettes you had crafted just for him. The suits, some dresses, some eccentric, some more subdued, and multiple designs made with styles he had a penchant for.
He smiled, knowing that you had to have been observing him rather closely to be able to craft such flattering outfits for him.
"Hah," he breathed out, feeling his cheeks heat up. "You're driving me crazy." He whispered to himself as he felt his entire body grow hot.
He continued to flip through the pages, taking in the sight of him as your muse. He almost wanted to hop in his car and drive off to your house now just to kiss you but he had to restrain himself.
He was a gentleman; even if he snuck into your belongings. He would wait for a while more. His grandmother had always said that a prolonged courting period was needed, filled with flowers, chocolates, gifts, and, of course, polite flirting.
He placed the book on the floor and snapped a few pictures, making sure to make it look accidental, like he had just stumbled across it and sent it to you.
Adrian. H: Stumbled across a cute little thing on the way to a late-night meeting. Mind if I get it privately made? I'd love to wear something you made.
He smirked, knowing that you would fluster. He just wished you were here just so he could see colour fill your face. He made a note to visit the fashion department during lunchtime just to tease you further. Maybe he'd even wear something akin to your designs tomorrow.
He just wanted to get this courting phase over so he could wrap you in his arms like a snake and never let go.
Your sketchbook was practically an invitation for him to do so.
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queenie-avenue · 1 month
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Bestie so like, how would SEO min jun react if he saw the reader being all like touchy and flirty with someone else? Like touchy feely? Cause girl I'm geninunely curious
Jealous SEO MIN JUN x reader? 🤭🤭
His, his to torture.
💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN
—> don't touch what's his.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, suggestive thoughts and comments, reader is oblivious to min-jun's feelings, mentions of bullying and physical violence against reader, fantasising about murder
💌 ⤻ archives.
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Min-Jun swallowed a lump in his throat as he saw you in the hallway. Typically, he would ignore you — maybe even shove you a bit if he felt angry that day — despite his heart telling him to just wrap his arms around you and drag you into a room and do the most heinous acts to you that would no doubt leave you screaming and begging.
The thought almost made his mouth water, but he had to focus on what was currently happening right now.
The boy with the hands around your waist, that cute waist of yours he often manhandled and threw around using the guise of him bullying you. He loved how your cheeks would glow red with anger and embarrassment every time he passed by you in class and he grabbed your waist to push past you, mocking you by groping you in that way.
He honestly thought he might never wash his hands after that day, but that was too disgusting for him so he just made it a habit to grab your waist every day so he could feel the lingering zap of your horrid body, or your… horrible and… utterly tempting scent.
His eyes narrowed as he observed the both of you. How his arm draped around you, how you smiled awkwardly and laughed, clearly not wanting his attention but still being forced to accept it. Even if you didn't want it, you had clearly done something to tempt the guy beside you; just like how you had seduced him the day he became aware of you.
He swore he almost popped a blood vessel when he saw the guy beside you lean in closer.
That's when he couldn't take it anymore.
He practically stormed up to you and shoved the guy away from you, like you were both children and this useless guy stole his playmate from him. “Don't you dare touch them.” He hissed as he gripped your arm, holding it so tightly that you winced and you hissed in pain, which almost caught him off-guard. He'd like to hear that more later, but he had to take care of the person who thought could steal you away from him.
The guy stumbled a bit backwards and his glare made it clear that he wanted to kill whoever had dared to touch him, but upon seeing that it was the Seo Min-Jun who wanted him to get away, he ran away like a rat between its legs.
Satisfied with this reaction, he decided to deal with you next.
“So, what were you doing with that guy?” It was a simple question but his tone was clearly jealous.
“I don't think it's any of your business.” You said as you tried to shove your bully away from you.
He slammed you against the wall as multiple students scurried away from the scene, all while whispering.
“Whoever interacts with you is my business.” He stated, his hands gripping onto your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Don't forget that you're mine.”
Your cheeks flamed up at the way he said it, but you assumed you knew what he meant, and his meaning was not at all romantic. His, his to torture, he always said as he brushed past you, hands on your waist.
“You like the sound of that?” He asked softly, hot breath hitting your cheeks as he noticed that flush on your face. “God, I knew you were a loser, but not some sexual deviant.” His other hand made it to your head as he pulled your head back by the scalp of your hair, his warm breath now hitting your sensitive neck.
“If you're that eager, you can meet me after school in the student councillor's room.” He said, and your eyes widened. He had never been so direct before, and as your mind filled with ways he would torture and destroy you, his mind was filled with different way on how to bully you into submission. “That's not a request, by the way.” He said, just as the bell went off. He shoved you one last time, causing you to groan as he walked away.
You stared at him, worried about what was to come when you walked into the councilors room later, knowing that even if you rejected him this time, he would just make it worst the next day when he saw you.
The students passing by looked at you, some with pity, some laughing, but neither bothering to help you.
You watched Min-Jun as he sauntered off, unaware of what was going through his mind. You gulped as you thought of how he would slap you around in the empty room, with not even a soul to pity you or help you, but you knew even with a thousand eyes, no one would be brave enough to stand up to Min-Jun.
Min-Jun stared at his hands that had touched you, flexing them and letting the memory of your skin permeate and sink into his mind. It was all your fault. You were the one who tempted him, seduced him like the guy who was bothering his property earlier. You planted these unholy thoughts into his head and forced him to gasp into his pillow every day as he imagined his hands wrapping around your neck and choking you to death while you pleaded for him.
It was so painful, but he craved you nonetheless. And it was all your fault. Your fault, your fault, your fault.
He couldn't wait to see you Iater.
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queenie-avenue · 1 month
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YES GENIE PREAAACCHHH. (I support Genie's rights, and their wrongs.)
I'm coming out of my break to support Genie because he is so right.
Don't force writers to write what they don't want to write, because diversity isn't diversity if it's forced.
writing gender neutral readers is kind of sexist becuase you don’t accomodate for male readers despite being one yourself . pick me .
ohhhh i love when one of these brain dead creatures crawls into my inbox.
on today’s agenda we have something i’ve been seeing more and more of recently; the rise of The Entitled Male Reader.
brother. you are not finding the content you want to consume because - newsflash - the fanfic space is largely by women and, naturally, for women.
maybe is more men could put aside their dick measuring contests and instead explore their fantasies through writing instead of idk a porn addiction then there would be more content for men. but because that will never happen unfortunately male readers don’t have much content, and some people cannot stop CRYING about it but like????
it’s not my problem or my responsibility to cater for you. you want to see more men? write more men then?? the fuck does that have to do with other blogs and writers who don’t owe you anything???
i’m tired of people having to be so nice about it as if they can’t write what they enjoy most “hi anon sorry i only write female readers i’m so sorry please forgive me it’s just what i relate to the most :(“ like you’re being too polite to someone who thinKS RITING ABOUT WOMEN IN SELF INSERT FANFIC US SEXIST LMAOHHSHSH
i’m writing what i think gets me the most reach, because i thrive off other peoples validation. and what about it? i don’t know why we started doing this whole ‘write what u want even if it gets two likes’ because fuck that. if i pour my heart and soul into something i want it to be adored by someone other than me.
i digress. my point is that i’m not sure how that makes me a pick me, but you keep whining about writers not accomodating for you as if we have any obligation to do so unless you pay us?? actually even if that does make me a pick me what’s wrong with wanting my LARGELY female and non binary audience to relate to and enjoy my posts???????
can men on tumblr just stop expecting writers to post male reader content to suit their own fantasies? either do it yourself or stop whining jfc
and because i need to let this out because every time i see one of my mutual get a “i wish you did male readers…. i can’t relate to non binary readers even tho that’s the whole point of them bEINF NON BINARY 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺 i’m just a boy you should do male readers btw 🥺🥺😣😣😣” type ask a part of me will actually die.
loooool it’s the self victimisation as if a writer not catering to YOUR gender in a fanfic on the internet you are consuming for FREE is the epitome of oppression. i promise you’re going to be fine and there are worse things to worry about in the world.
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queenie-avenue · 2 months
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I love the ceo/Adrian but can you do one of a yandere reader like you did for academic rival.
Pretty please 🥺
A Gentleman's Confrontation.
💌 ⤻ THE CEO, ADRIAN HOUDE
—> you're a creep, he's obsessed; a matchmade in hell!
⤻ reader is gender neutral, possessive thoughts, obsessive thoughts, crimes against the reader, invasion of privacy, typical yandere behaviour, filming without consent
notes: all ya'll are little creeps but i love all of you. thank you for saying please, anon. mwah!
🦋 ⤻ archives.
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You had been obsessed with Adrian Houde since the moment you heard him compliment your name. Your heart practically swelled each time he came to check in on the fashion department, always managing to catch his eye and smiling at him shyly. You even went into his office a few times — unaware he was the one who personally requested you — to present the pitches for fashion shows and the budget needed for your department despite it being out of your pay grade.
You did it all so you could see his face.
So you could look into those hypnotising hooded blue eyes of his, so cold you could almost die from hypothermia when you stare at them.
Still, you always stared.
It started off as a little crush. You finding him attractive — who didn't, really — and unconsciously drawing him in your many sketches as a model.
Then, it turned a little crazy.
You started nabbing a few things each time you went into his office. A pen, a tie he abandoned on the chair, a crumpled buck that you saw him touch. It was all yours for the taking.
Still, you kept a distance from Adrian, ensuring he would never take things too personally. After all, he was the most eligible bachelor perhaps in the whole world, and you were just some low-level intern who didn't even get paid well enough to be in his tax bracket. So while you were delusional, you kept that side of you to yourself.
Till you were caught, of course.
✧ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ✧
Adrian's blue eyes pierced into yours as both of his hands pinned you against the wall. His blonde hair tousled, framing his face perfectly. If not for the tense situation, you would have thought whether he had a hairstylist that did all this work for him or whether he was just that good.
“I've been watching.” His voice, clear as his icy gaze, spoke out. “Did you know there's a camera in this office?” He refrained from telling you about the cameras he planted at your desk.
“Oh.” Was the only thing you could say as your eyes went down to his lips, guilty of lusting for him, even now.
“I could get you fired for this.” He whispered, pursing his perfect lips as he leaned closer to you, head going down to your neck, to savour the taste of your scent. His nose grazing against your neck as you groaned. “Just what were you thinking?” He whispered, hot breath hitting your neck as he gazed at you. “It's like you're giving me permission to…” He didn't dare finish his sentence as you stayed there, pinned against the wall.
Knowing that you were just like him, that you liked to rummage through his things like he did to your desk when night fell; were you trying to kill him? He was a gentleman, he was taught to always be a good man to anyone he was romantically interested in, to be cordial and kind but you doing that just made him want to lock you up. You doing that was like you giving subtle confirmation you wanted him too, no? “I'm trying to be good for you.” He breathed out, one of his arms going down to your waist.
His eyes met yours and you swore you saw tears in his eyes. “I really like you, [y/n].” He confessed suddenly, causing your eyes to widen.
Of all the people you would have thought would have a crush on you in the office, it was the head honcho himself. The one you stole things from, the one who stole your heart.
“Those things you did, the things I saw in my camera… does that prove you like me too?” He felt himself cringe at his words, feeling like a high school student confessing to his crush. “Please tell me that's a yes, I've been waiting so long just to- just to-” Just him speaking was enough to drive your breath away. He was breathing heavily too, like being in your presence banished all thoughts of oxygen away from his mind; his brain focusing on you and only you, prioritising you over oxygen.
“You have to say yes.” It was like in that brief moment, the gentleman you had always know Adrian Houde to be suddenly disappeared, his warm blue eyes filled with frightening obsession.
“Say yes. Please. I won’t let you out of this office till you say yes.” Well, that certainly tempted you to not say anything. Being able to be trapped between his arms was like a dream come true, but you also desperately wanted him to be aware of your feelings.
“Yes. I like you too, I love you.” You stumbled over your words.
“Are you sure that’s what you want to say?” He asked.
You felt a sense of dread travel through your bones at his inquiry, forcing you to rethink your answer. However, your answer was clear as day, he wanted you and you wanted him. “Yes. I’ve been obsessed with you since the moment we met at that office.” You confessed.
Adrian’s eyes widened as he realised that you — his sweet intern, the light of his life — was also the same as him. No, you would never be the same. You would never be as unhinged as he would be for you. You had no idea just how crazy he was for you.
He could list down all the crimes and perverse things he did for you against his own morals.
He had stolen your notebook and scanned it just so he could fixate on your handwriting, he had installed a hidden camera under and on your desk just to see how your body moved, he had investigated every part of you to the point he could recite the measurements of your body from his mind. You would never be as crazy as he was for you, but it felt good to know you thought you were.
“Confirm it again.” He said, his gravelly voice turning cold like the times you had heard him talk during meetings; the perfect businessman. “If you do, I want to let you know that you won’t be able to leave my side. Even if you wanted to.”
You didn’t take his words seriously.
“I’m not playing, sir.” God, he loved it when you called him sir. “I really… do like you.”
He snapped and grabbed your waist and pulled you up, slamming your cute little butt onto his desk. “I hope you won’t regret this.” Adrian whispered as he ran a hand through his golden-blonde hair, another hand reaching for his tie and loosening it in a way that made your mouth water. "Because I'll make sure you fall so deeply in love with me we'll go tumbling to hell."
You didn’t even realise he was so close until it was too late and his lips claimed yours.
The kiss was sloppy and desperate, his tongue overlapping yours in a sensual dance. He licked your lips, you bit his, your tongues explored each other needily. His palm on the back of your head, holding you in place so you could not escape. Slowly, his lips descended down to your neck, hungrily licking and biting as you let out breathy gasps.
“You won’t be able to leave me after this. I need to take responsibility, and you do too.”
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I'll probably be taking a break from writing for a bit. I feel burnt out again. I feel like every few months I feel burnt out, I've even stopped writing my book for a bit by now.
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queenie-avenue · 2 months
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Bestie so like, how would SEO min jun react if he saw the reader being all like touchy and flirty with someone else? Like touchy feely? Cause girl I'm geninunely curious
Jealous SEO MIN JUN x reader? 🤭🤭
His, his to torture.
💌 ⤻ THE ACADEMIC RIVAL, SEO MIN-JUN
—> don't touch what's his.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, possessive behaviour, obsessive behaviour, suggestive thoughts and comments, reader is oblivious to min-jun's feelings, mentions of bullying and physical violence against reader, fantasising about murder
💌 ⤻ archives.
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Min-Jun swallowed a lump in his throat as he saw you in the hallway. Typically, he would ignore you — maybe even shove you a bit if he felt angry that day — despite his heart telling him to just wrap his arms around you and drag you into a room and do the most heinous acts to you that would no doubt leave you screaming and begging.
The thought almost made his mouth water, but he had to focus on what was currently happening right now.
The boy with the hands around your waist, that cute waist of yours he often manhandled and threw around using the guise of him bullying you. He loved how your cheeks would glow red with anger and embarrassment every time he passed by you in class and he grabbed your waist to push past you, mocking you by groping you in that way.
He honestly thought he might never wash his hands after that day, but that was too disgusting for him so he just made it a habit to grab your waist every day so he could feel the lingering zap of your horrid body, or your… horrible and… utterly tempting scent.
His eyes narrowed as he observed the both of you. How his arm draped around you, how you smiled awkwardly and laughed, clearly not wanting his attention but still being forced to accept it. Even if you didn't want it, you had clearly done something to tempt the guy beside you; just like how you had seduced him the day he became aware of you.
He swore he almost popped a blood vessel when he saw the guy beside you lean in closer.
That's when he couldn't take it anymore.
He practically stormed up to you and shoved the guy away from you, like you were both children and this useless guy stole his playmate from him. “Don't you dare touch them.” He hissed as he gripped your arm, holding it so tightly that you winced and you hissed in pain, which almost caught him off-guard. He'd like to hear that more later, but he had to take care of the person who thought could steal you away from him.
The guy stumbled a bit backwards and his glare made it clear that he wanted to kill whoever had dared to touch him, but upon seeing that it was the Seo Min-Jun who wanted him to get away, he ran away like a rat between its legs.
Satisfied with this reaction, he decided to deal with you next.
“So, what were you doing with that guy?” It was a simple question but his tone was clearly jealous.
“I don't think it's any of your business.” You said as you tried to shove your bully away from you.
He slammed you against the wall as multiple students scurried away from the scene, all while whispering.
“Whoever interacts with you is my business.” He stated, his hands gripping onto your chin, forcing you to look at him. “Don't forget that you're mine.”
Your cheeks flamed up at the way he said it, but you assumed you knew what he meant, and his meaning was not at all romantic. His, his to torture, he always said as he brushed past you, hands on your waist.
“You like the sound of that?” He asked softly, hot breath hitting your cheeks as he noticed that flush on your face. “God, I knew you were a loser, but not some sexual deviant.” His other hand made it to your head as he pulled your head back by the scalp of your hair, his warm breath now hitting your sensitive neck.
“If you're that eager, you can meet me after school in the student councillor's room.” He said, and your eyes widened. He had never been so direct before, and as your mind filled with ways he would torture and destroy you, his mind was filled with different way on how to bully you into submission. “That's not a request, by the way.” He said, just as the bell went off. He shoved you one last time, causing you to groan as he walked away.
You stared at him, worried about what was to come when you walked into the councilors room later, knowing that even if you rejected him this time, he would just make it worst the next day when he saw you.
The students passing by looked at you, some with pity, some laughing, but neither bothering to help you.
You watched Min-Jun as he sauntered off, unaware of what was going through his mind. You gulped as you thought of how he would slap you around in the empty room, with not even a soul to pity you or help you, but you knew even with a thousand eyes, no one would be brave enough to stand up to Min-Jun.
Min-Jun stared at his hands that had touched you, flexing them and letting the memory of your skin permeate and sink into his mind. It was all your fault. You were the one who tempted him, seduced him like the guy who was bothering his property earlier. You planted these unholy thoughts into his head and forced him to gasp into his pillow every day as he imagined his hands wrapping around your neck and choking you to death while you pleaded for him.
It was so painful, but he craved you nonetheless. And it was all your fault. Your fault, your fault, your fault.
He couldn't wait to see you Iater.
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