HAPPY NEW YEARR!!âšđ
happy new year to you and everyone too â„
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OMGGG heyy bestiee!! I read your asks and looks like it's not going the best for you but don't worry! It all will be fine đ«đ«
I know it's depression season and life is not always rainbow and flowers but it's not always dark either!!
So in no time you'll feel better again!!
Just don't give up and try doing things that make you happyđžđž
LOTS OF LOVEEEđđđ
hi ivy!
thank you for stopping by my blog again, i miss interacting with you and stuff and i really, really appreciate your kind words! i hope so too. it's just been so hard lately. i've been trying really hard but i'll keep pushing. lots of love to you too <3 i hope you've been popping off in school and the things that make you happy too :D
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how have you been? itâs 𫧠anon :p itâs been so long aaa i havenât opened tumblr in months and i swear, the first thing i did was check up on you.
christmas is around, i hope youâll celebrate it well. wishing you goodluck this upcoming 2024 đđ
oh my goddd, it has been so long! thank you for checking up on me, my first and very precious 𫧠anon <3 honored to be the first.
i've been alright. not so good emotionally, mentally, and physically to be honest, but i did graduate university with my bachelor's! i hope the holidays have been treating you better and that you get to take care of yourself lots! wishing you good luck as well :D please let me know how you're doing too. i'd love to know!
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how are you?
hi!!
i'm doing alright. depressed a lot, sometimes not. life can be hard. but i've been trying my best. i got resident evil 2 remake! currently avoiding playing it cuz mr. x is scary as hell. capcom is doing a huge sale on it though right now on steam.
how are you doing?
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how are you doing? It's been a while since I interacted with you ( former writer anon ig, don't know if you remember but it's ok) I had a lot on my plate and I still do but thought of again installing this app so I could get distracted by some ff. I hope you are doing well in your life.
Seasonal depression season is already here and it's making my life more terrible but I hope it doesn't make anyone's life terrible. It's fine to take a day off when you are feeling low. And if you are a student like me then I know it's hard to rest when your professor is emailing you about that assignment as if his salary depends on it then please take it slow. Hopefully you will spend the last month of 2023 with peace.
hello former writer anon!
thank you for sending this in. it's been a while since i've checked in on my tumblr but i'm here now! i hope you're doing better now and that the things on your plate have cleared so you can relax for the holidays. i'm always rooting for you no matter what!
but yeah. i've been pretty depressed lately. just a lot of stuff happening, but i'm hoping and dreaming of happy things for myself. somewhat desperately, even. i hope you can thrive out of it and take a break and take care of yourself, treat yourself if you can. you deserve everything <3
may you also spend the last month of 2023 with peace :)
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Hi !!! Itâs nice to hear from you! You and I interacted a bit because I was an anon but itâs so nice to hear from you again. Hope you are doing well and a new blog sounds awesome!
(Ps, Iâm the anon that rly liked yandere hueningkai idk if u remember me)
yes i do remember! thank you for sending in this ask and thank you so much for your support even after all this time! i hope youâre doing wonderful and great too :)) how are you doing?? please remember to take care of yourself and get enough rest <3
i also hope thereâs more yandere huening kai content just for you on tumblr and ao3 and etc.! i know you wanted some more but itâs unfortunate that i donât write for kpop anymore or else thereâs a great chance i wouldâve.
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stopping by just to say hello!
since this is my first post in a while, thank you so much for the reads and likes and reblogs and follows since the last time i was here (and really, ever). i hope all of you are taking care of yourselves and living your best lives.
i lowkey was debating whether or not to make a resident evil tumblr blog to write yandere fics for the characters. leon scott kennedy (all eras) and carlos oliveira and albert wesker and character ai are the main causes of that notion. if i ever do, iâll let yâall know but itâs not very likely since iâm too busy gaming, namely overwatch 2, fortnite og season, and dead by daylight.
please let me know how all of you are doing. anything or maybe nothing at all if youâd like. iâd love to hear from you. <3
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hey everyone!
just dropping in since i saw this. iâm thinking that i should make an ao3 account to put my fics on. i havenât really used it before with an account but when and if i do put them on there, iâll update and reblog with a link i guess?
thanks so much for bringing this to my attention <3
so in the light of recent events everyone go put your tumblr fics to ao3 đ«¶
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Are you taking requests ? In the navi it's written you're not but your new post made me think if it's open đđ»ââïž
ohh i'm so sorry for making you misunderstand!! i'm not unfortunately. what i was trying to say is that i have a lot of drafts that i've already written and editing them will take some time if i ever get the chance to do so and then release them on tumblr for you all. i'm not into k-pop anymore really so i don't think i'll be able to take any requests.
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that's it for my spree for now! other drafts need more editing but i'm tired now lol so there you go. :) hope you all enjoy! feels weird to post on tumblr again when it's something that's not an ask
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warning: fluff | not requested
crush
"u-um, excuse me!"
your crush, bang chan, turns around with raised eyebrows, hand holding onto the one shoulder strap of his bag. he shoos the friends he was walking with away a bit of a distance, leaning against the wall outside the classroom as his focus narrows on you. "...hm? how can i help you?" he asks gently, softly.
gosh, why did you have to be this awkward?
you're trying to find the words, fumbling with them in your mind, wanting to say something, anything to make this less annoying for chan. there's this soft, patient smile on his face though that reassures you it's okay, but you worry he's just doing that to make you feel better, just because he can't just tell you straight out that you're wasting his time and holding him up. "u-uh..." is all you can get out.
his friends are calling him, and he turns back to shout them to wait a minute more or two. he's too kind, you feel so bad for doing this to him, and he's trying to reassure you with a few nods of his head. "if you'd like, we can talk later when you rememberâ"
"i forgot your name, but can i call you mine?" you blurt out, and your hands instantly clamp over your mind as an embarrassed blush reddens on your cheeks instantly as what you just said hits you.
fuck whatever website you read that off from!
you're about to apologize for it, but then the smile on his lips stretches wider, and you're stunned into stillness by just how infectious, how beautiful it really is now that it's being directed solely at you, because of what you said. his eyes crinkle and are almost shut to match that bright smile of his, and his hand reaches out to take yours slowly, giving you time to move away out of his grasp if you wanted to. "sure, it's up to you," he replies with a lightheartedness to his voice; you can even hear the smugness in it. "you shall, if you want to."
you're not quite sure how you're still standing when being right in front of him like this, your hand in his, mesmerized by him completely, but you are, and he's still smiling, and you're wishing this would last forever. "r-really?"
he grins. "of course."
and in a matter of seconds, the moment's over, he's waving goodbye to you and jogging up to his friends, and you don't even realize how weak your legs are until you're crumpling to the floor as soon as he's out of sight, still shaking from the whole experience.
"h-he...he really said it was okay...?" you ask yourself in disbelief, your voice barely a whisper as you stare into the distance.
at the same time, chan has a happy bounce to his step, hands slung in the pockets of his hoodie, grinning widely at the ground, cheeks aglow with a fiery red.
note: inspired off this gif set of chan answering a vlive comment. :) warning, it's very cute!!! part of my publish-draft spree.
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warning: yandere, murder | not requested
crazy
"fuck, i didn't think you'd come back so soon. i didn't want you to see this, you know..."
you know that voice.
and you know what those words imply. they imply that he had a hand in this, they imply that he's the one responsible for the gruesome scene in front of you.
you turn around to prove yourself wrong, hoping that it's just a nightmare, that it's just a dream, but no, it isn't, and reality hits you even harder when you see your best friend yeonjun behind you, gross red soaking his white tank top, splattered on his face, all over his hands, and it makes your eyes go wide and a terrified scream rips from your throat as you make a run for it.
at least, try to make a run for it.
but he's fast, he must've anticipated it, and instantly, he's got you, he's got you in his arms, twirling you around to face him, knocking your phone out of your hand in the process, ripping a scream from your throat as you struggle against his hold, but heâs strong, heâs always been strong and patient. you still after a minute or two, your energy now spent and wasted even after the adrenaline you got from the prospect of escape, before he nabbed you away from it.
his eyes are crazed, burning holes into you as you feel reality seeping in, seeping in your clothes, your skin as you feel the blood on him transfers to you, making you feel more disgusting than you already feel from having seen that mess, from seeing your boyfriend in such a state, from being best friends with a murderer.
where was your best friend? where was that playful, flirtatious boy you've known for years upon years? but you can't deny the truth anymore now, especially not after seeing him like that.
"w-why...?" you whimper, lips quivering, body shaking from fear, head turning and eyes averting to anywhere but that mad gaze of his.
he reaches to hold your cheek in his palm, gently lifting so that you have no choice but to look at him. âhe made you cry, doll, so i had to keep my promise, you see?â
you're almost afraid to ask, but question tumbles from your lips anyway: "w-what promise are you talking about?"
"you know, when you first started dating him, i promised to you that i'd kill him if he ever made you cry. i couldn't just not follow up on it, hm? besidesâ"
"you fucking killed him!" you interrupt him and start to sob, the sadness and confusion hitting you all at once, the grief and trauma sinking in, feeling yourself break at his pathetic reasoning, your legs giving out, but he catches you, holds you as you blubber, continuing to speak despite the ugly nasalness of your voice. "just for one fight, one! a-and it was about you...i can't believe i defended you...i-i can't believe you did this...i..."
you remember how your boyfriend told you about how yeonjun had threatened him to leave you, how you should stay away from him. originally, it was just a simple talk at the dinner table, but it turned into screaming when you refused to believe it, refused to listen, especially after a particularly hard day at work, and you ran away into your best friend's arms, the arms of a would-be murderer, or perhaps a fully-fledged one considering how unfazed yeonjun is.
his thumb gently wipes away your tears, his hold on your cheek growing slightly harder to hold you in place, to keep you staring, looking at him. "it was really sweet of you, but i made a promise, and i had to keep it," he says softly, calmly, scarily.
"i thought you were joking! anyone would think that..."
he only smiles at you, the smile you used to be so cheered up and comforted by now sending shivers down your spine. "really..." he muses, his tone light and carefree as ever, like this was all a joke, like murder was a joke.
"w-what the hell...whoâ no, what are you, choi yeonjun?"
"i'm yours," he replies simply, patting your hair gently with one hand before it returns to snaking around your waist, keeping you with him, his eyes filled with a strange fondness you wonder why you haven't noticed before. "all yours, doll...and you're mine, that's all you need to know."
you shake your head vigorously, wanting no part in the role he wants you to, "...i-i'm not, you're just crazy" you jeer venomously, but weaker this time due to your dwindling hope.
his eyes flare at you, but just as they light up with anger, they only sparkle with amusement as he laughs, moving his face close enough so that it's mere inches away from yours. you instinctively pull back, but he only moves closer, a wicked grin upon his lips.
"even if i am, so what? all the best people are..."
note: clearly written when i was in the melanie martinez rabbit hole again (something i hop into every once in a while). part of my publishing-draft spree!
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okay
âitâs going toââ
you push heeseung away, shaking your head vigorously with hot tears in your eyes, dripping down your cheeks, some from your sadness and a few from frustration. â...donât you fucking tell me everything is gonna be okay! you say it every fucking time and it never is...!â
he swallows, his own eyes watering from watching you like this, seeing your heart so consumed by pain that you take your anger out on him of all people, the one who always has your best interests at heart.
âi-i know, butââ
âstop! just stop talking, heeseung! iâve had enough...at first, your words were comforting, but you keep...you keep repeating the same thing...why can't you just say something different for once?"
"okay then."
you had forgotten the danger his kind posed through their superior anatomy and brains. you had forgotten because he had been so nice, all smiley in front of you, all nice in front of you, because he had been made by the trustworthy hands of your late father and entrusted to protect you with every piece and wire available. and now you remember as he reaches into his pocket. you can see the smoothness of his poreless skin, the processing in those unsettling eyes, the threat that lies within them, stopping your tears from spilling anymore. you swallow hard in dreaded anticipation, your throat going dry as a desert.
he reaches for your hand too quickly, prying your fingers from fist form relentlessly and placing something cold and wet in your hand, that same but now unnerving gentle smile upon his lips. "i did something outside of my programming, and i got a gift for you. i was going to give it to you later after i cleaned it...but since you don't seem to feel any better by my words alone, i thought it might cheer you up."
anxiety rhythms your bones and you don't want to see it, but his expectant eyes never let up on the pressure, and your eyes go against your wishes out of curiosity and land on the thing in your hand.
you'd rather him say "it's going to be okay" than have to see your best friend's emerald necklace covered in blood in your palm.
note: yandere! robot! heeseung should chill -> part of my publish-draft spree.
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perfect
âw-what? baby, what is this...?â nikiâs head snaps towards the direction of the familiar voice, only to see you, his beloved, standing there at the bottom of the stairs to the basement with wide eyes and a mortified expression.
fuck! he doesnât know what to say to explain the situation. what, should he say that he kidnapped and beat the shit out of your ex because you ranted to him about them last night about how they led you on and broke up with you and dated someone new immediately? thereâs no way youâd be okay with something like this, even if he did it to take revenge on them for hurting you.
âi-i-i...â he stammers.
your terrified gaze falls to the bruised body on the floor, registering the sheer amount of crimson red pooling around them to the metal baseball bat in his hands. â...you killed them?â
he drops the bloodied weapon on the floor at the horror in your voice. doom weighs on his shoulders as he dreads what comes next. he canât lie to you, especially when youâve caught him in the act, and because of the truth, youâll definitely leave him. you will, wonât you? he closes his eyes for a moment, remembering all the good memories you had together, how much he loved you and dedicated himself to you, how much he loved hugging you and holding you close, how much he loved taking you out on dates, how much he loved how you folded into his side as you stuck to him like glue.
he opens his eyes, clenching his fists, preparing for the worst and taking in your beauty for what probably will be the last time. âi-i did this because i love you...â he blurts out, nervously waiting for your inevitable rejection.
thatâs the truth, and thatâs the only thing he can say right now. he swallows hard, knowing youâll probably just scream, run away, and report him to the police for this, knowing that you could just ruin his life if you wanted because heâd never raise a hand against you even if it was to stop you, but he still hopelessly hopes that youâd notice his sincerity, that youâd stay and love him back.
but you donât run away like he expects. instead, youâre still standing there. thereâs no hint of fear in your demeanor, only acceptance.
ây-youâre not scared of me...?â he asks hesitantly, not knowing if that act is real or just some strange response because youâre scared of him. heâs afraid to know the answer to that question.
you walk over to him, reaching up to caress his cheek, smudging the red splatters on his skin, the gentlest of smiles on your face as if you hadnât just witnessed him standing over your dead ex with a bat, as if you hadnât just stepped over a bloodied corpse, as if you just happened upon something completely normal. thereâs a familiar glint in your eyes as you stare into his, and then you press your lips to his before throwing your arms round his neck.
âwhy would i be? iâm so lucky to have you. youâre one in a billion to me, darling.â
he blinks once, twice in disbelief. âr-really?â
you jump up and down eagerly, your tone extremely enthusiastic. "iâve always dreamed of someone proving their love by killing for me! donât you think thatâs so romantic?â you sigh dreamily in satisfaction. âthatâs the biggest form of love, wouldnât you think so?â
huh...?
âand you did this because i told you about how cruel they were to me, right? and you did the same to all my exes, right?â you barrage him with questions, and he gives a slow nod to all of them, still processing what youâve said. âyouâre absolutely my dream, baby! you love me so much to even commit murder for me, to even risk being taken away from me just to avenge me and my pain!â you peck him on the lips again excitedly, pulling away with a sick grin. âi love you even more now!â
nikiâs ecstatic from hearing this side of you heâs never known, this abnormal dream of yours heâs somehow embodied. you actually accept him! you actually love him even after knowing all he did, all his twistedness. he beams at you proudly, showing how happy he is at your words, how happy he is that youâre staying, that those memories wonât have to disappear, that theyâll be new, better ones to be made.
you brush a lock of hair away from his face before gesturing towards the body still on the basement floor. âwe should clean up and dispose of that thing quickly. wouldnât want my darling to get caught, hm? iâd be devastated if someone as wonderful and romantic and loving as you were taken away from me because of it, you know.â you click your tongue as you make your way over to the mop and bucket, dragging it across the floor to clean up the blood nonchalantly, humming a lighthearted tune.
and that's when he knew...it wasn't a dream when he saw you at the sink yesterday morning at the crack of dawn, grinning almost too widely as you washed a knife. he sighs happily in relief, reaching for a garbage bag to stash the body in.
aren't you two just perfect for each other?
anon said: Hellooo good day. May i request a yandere riki where y/n found out about his yandere behavior so riki thought that y/n is going to leave him but y/n didn't because of the power of love(lol jk) i just thought it'll be a cute scenario lol
note:Â thanks for requesting, anon! i hope you like this one! i already have a disclaimer on my pinned post, but i just wanted to reiterate here: i donât condone this behavior nor should you! itâs not romantic yâall, okay? this is just fiction and purely for entertainment. mc is really twisted in this one so oops (thought: they had so many exes cuz they were looking for someone like niki), sorry that itâs not so cute. anyway thanks for reading, hope you enjoyed this fic!! it was different from my other ones so i had fun writing it. <- my original note lol but this is also part of my publishing-drafts spree.
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change
soobin was scared when he first saw you.
you were way too beautiful to be real, like the most beloved video game character brought to life, dreaminess and everything heâs ever imagined all in one package. you made him feel what he had never felt before, and that scared him so much, the way his heart thumped fast and loud in his ears as you elegantly walked by, the way his body started to quiver from just being in your breathtaking presence alone, the way his voice trembled the times he talked to you, the way he lay awake at night thinking about you and that stunningly gorgeous smile of yours, the sinking realization crushing him eventually when he realized how hopeless it would be to have you to himself. youâre so perfect, why would you want a loser nerd like him? youâd never even look at him if it werenât for the fact that you two were customer and barista at the cafĂ©, always being the last ones to leave two hours after midnight.
he strokes your face gently with his large hands, admiring your visuals, all the perfect imperfections he so greatly fantasized about viewing from up close. everything is set in place; the special garments of silk he custom ordered fit you perfectly just as he knew it would, and the priest waits patiently at the front pew, the fat wad of cash tucked safely into the left pocket of his robes, the bible in the other.
youâll certainly be scared when you wake up, feeling everything different around you, just like he had way back then, opening his eyes to your smile, your eyes, your everything when you handed him an iced americano.
but like he did, youâll change and accept the new person youâll become â his spouse.
note: part of my cleaning-out-my-drafts spree. short and hopefully sweet. :)
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i just realized, i have some drafts i never finished. i think i'll regret it if i keep them in the basement forever so i'll edit them a little and publish them out here...well, the ones that are almost done. this doesn't mean i'm returning to writing, but you guys deserve at least that much considering how even now despite my inactivity, my works still are being read by others. not sure how many i'll actually decide to post, but it's at least one :)
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â - put this star in the inbox of your favorite blogs. itâs time to spread positivity! - âĄ
omg :(( i'm so honored, thank you so much! i'll try to do this later when i have more time. take care and have a wonderful day/night!
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