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yandere-writer-momo · 1 day

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Yandere Short Stories: Not the Same

Yandere Surgeon x Ex-Fiancée Fem Reader

TW: medical malpractice, horror, obsession, yanderre themes, unhealthy behaviors, blood, gore, murder, etc.

A loud, frustrated scream ripped through Darius’s throat before various surgical instruments clattered to the floor. This experiment had been yet another failure…

“You’re supposed to sweetly ask me how my day is!” Darius screamed at his patient who held their arms over their head in a fetal position.

“I-I didn’t know-“ The patient screamed when Darius stomped his foot into their back side over the fresh incisions. Loud, pained wails left the patient’s throat as they crumbled to the floor. Apologies bubbled through their throat.

“She would have never made such a mistake…” Darius sighed as he turned to his scalpel. That’s right, his darling fiancée would have gave him a big smile and rushed into his arms… she’d never be so uncouth.

Darius grasped a scalpel from off the floor, his gray eyes reflected off the shiny surface. There was only one way to fix such a grave mistake he’s made…

Darius swung his fist into the patient, the scalpel now deeply imbedded into their eye socket. One last, pathetic wail left their lips before they laid in a pool of their own blood on the once pristine floor in a grotesque halo.

Darius rubbed the small bit of blood that splattered on his face with disgust. This wasn’t the same… it wasn’t her. This failure of an experiment could never compare to his perfect fiancée… his (your name).

“I wonder when you’ll come back to me…” Darius softly whispered to himself, his eyes studied the pool of blood in disinterest. “How many more of your little dates do I have to mutilate and dispose of until you become mine again?”

Darius thought for a moment before he studied the corpse’s ears in interest. Maybe he should send his beloved a little present? That should get the ball rolling.

Darius yanked the scalpel out of the patient’s eye before he sucked in a breath. This was all for her own good… he’d make her see that he was the best choice. By force.

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yandere-daze · 2 days

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Hello first time anon here!

I had questions about your yandere genshin academy au. Does a yandere ever pretend to be a darling, kind of like the inverse of the current situation? I was wondering because if they have a darling that was turned off by yandere actions and wouldn't allow others to get close, this would be a way to earn their trust. Also do darlings ever turn yandere or are they just born one way or the other?

Hello, welcome to the blog! I hope you´re having a good time here ^^

These are a lot of good questions so let me just give my opinion on them one by one!

tw yandere, normalized yandere behaviour, mentions of obsessive behaviour, stalking, blood

I think in an AU like this, yanderes don´t try to hide their yandere tendencies as much as they normally would. These sort of yandere x darling relationships are kind of idealized actually and so they often don´t see a reason to hide their own intentions.

I mean surely their beloved darling can see that they´re perfect for each other, right? What the yandere feels is completely normal so why should they feel ashamed and try to hide the way they feel for their beloved? What´s wrong with following someone home or sending them love letters covered in blood? Aren´t they just being romantic?

So in most cases, I´d say yanderes wouldn´t really try to hide.

One exception I can see is in the early stages, when they aren´t 100% sure how their darling feels about yanderes. Because you see, apparently there are people out there that see yandere behaviour as "immoral" or "unhealthy"? It´s almost unthinkable but these poor people must have had these misguided thoughts put into their heads...

So because the yandere can´t be quite sure about their darling not being so "unreasonable" they might be inclined to hide their obsession for a while until they´re sure. And acting as their darling´s friend is a good way to subtly get rid of their other friends too! And besides, a close friendship can often lead to romance, right?

2. Hm, I wouldn´t really say that darlings are born that way. Yanderes and darlings aren´t really different species so to say. Yanderes aren´t born like this either. These types of behavior emmerge similarily as they do in real life. Obsessive feelings and possessive urges can develop throughout a person´s life experiences.

Sometimes they only turn into a yandere once they´ve met their beloved for the first time.

How people become yanderes isn´t any different in this au, it´s just how that type of affection is seen in society that´s the difference.

So yes, under the "right" circumstances, whether that being a traumatic event or a lot of stress and pressure, a darling can turn into a yandere themselves.

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areslikestodraw · 2 days

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HELP I LOCKED IN TOO HARD AND ENDED UP DRAWING VARIAN FOR AN HOUR STRAIGYT. I THOUGHT IT HAD BEEN LIKE 10 MINUTES. MY ALCHEMIST OBSESSION IS BECONING UNHEALTHY

#varian the alchemist #varian tts #varian tangled #tts varian #tts #varian #rapunzles tangled adventure #tangled the series #i think i .ight have some underlying mental health things that havw contributed to this...

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cringelordofchaos · 7 months

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wait there's flamingo fanfiction 💀

#albert aretz #i thought i had an unhealthy obsession but #albert flamingo #flamingo albert #youtube flamingo #flamingo YouTube #Albert spencer aretz #youtube

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veta13 · 5 months

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piASStri pic🍑

#i thought I was the only one with a unhealthy obsession with oscar’s a**?#then I found some VERY GOOD ass pic #thank u girls i love u #so I share my PRECIOUS #op81 #oscar piastri #can’t believe he had such nice butt even before he entered the f1 #we all know he is bigger now #SO DO THE ASS

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now-a-witch · 2 months

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Every time I see manga Dazai's neck I think of this thing a boy said to me in elementary school that roughly translates to: "You have such a pretty neck, so delicate, so easy to strangle"

Which is a weird thought to have about real people but thankfully Dazai is not and let's be real he would probably appreciate it.

#dazai osamu #bsd dazai #bsd #just some thoughts #bungou stray dogs #sometimes kids say the weirdest things #me and said boy were vest friends back then by the way #true friendship is telling your friend you've been thinking about how to murder them #also my elementary school class had an unhealthy obsession with strangling #as I said kids are strange

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give-soup-please · 2 years

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What about the narrator trying to follow the reader outside of the game like giffany from gravity falls?

(warning, this turned out to be a very long post.)

Narrator tries to follow Reader out the game

(slight bending of the prompt, hope that’s cool)

The narrator is absolutely enchanted with you. Everything about you is perfect. In his eyes, you can do no wrong. He begins to bend the game in subtle ways, testing its boundaries. Glitches appear, but you chalk it up to the nature of the game.

You’re none the wiser, of course. You had no idea how deep his obsession with you ran. The narrator begins to bend and shape a new model to his purposes. Once he escapes, the sky’s the limit. He wonders what a true blue sky looks like. He hopes he gets to experience it with you.

Actually, scratch that. He will experience it with you. He loves you, so surely you love him just as much.

He can’t wait to spend time with you outside the game. He gets giddy just thinking about it.

You’re playing the game during a storm, wrapped in a blanket, mug of your go-to hot drink by your side. You feel so cozy, and the narrator’s voice adds to the wonderful feeling. The narrator bides his time, waiting for the right moment.

The lightning flashes, and the narrator moves forward out of some internal instinct. The power goes out, and you let out a yelp of surprise. He transforms himself into pure energy and surges towards your phone.

Once inside, he begins rummaging through your data, trying to work out your personal preferences. He looks at your social media, your saved photos, your fanfiction lists… You’re quite a big fan of him, aren’t you? He gets an idea.

A few minutes later, power is restored to the house. You let out a sigh of relief. Power outages weren’t uncommon during weather like this, but it still gave you quite the scare. You boot The Stanley Parable back up but the game has changed radically.

The narrator doesn’t speak during the intro. The music and cutscenes are there, but he’s missed his cue. This is the weirdest glitch you’ve ever encountered, and under the current circumstances is less than comforting.

You shiver slightly as you realize every single trigger in the game for when the narrator is supposed to speak has suddenly stopped working. You wander through empty offices and abandoned hallways, and eventually you put the game down, too disturbed to continue. Sure, you’ve done the escape pod ending before, but this was supposed to be a base start to the game. Where was he?

Your phone rings. Maybe it’s a local friend checking up on you after the power outage? You pick up the call without checking the number.

“H-hello?” The narrator grins. Showtime! “Hello, Reader.” You’ve got a death grip on your phone, and you start to shake. “Wh-Who is this?”

“I think you already know the answer to that. It’s good to talk to you personally- no script in the way.” He laughs. It’s not malicious, more general relief. You are not comforted.

You have almost every part of the game memorized; you know the cadence of his voice very well. He sounds more like himself than any AI could reproduce. This wasn’t an elaborate prank either, your friends couldn’t afford the voice actor for something like this.

You begin to shake violently. The phone falls out of your hands and clatters on the floor. He puts himself on speakerphone.

“Now hold on just a moment, I’m going to try and manifest properly.”

A black light begins shining out of your phone, and you throw yourself to the furthest spot from him, absolutely terrified.

The narrator’s hand reaches out first, stretching out of the screen like some sort of 3d monster film. His arm comes next, and it bends at an unnatural angle as he pushes himself out of your phone. You’re too scared to even make a noise.

The rest of his body comes shortly after. The narrator has finally broken through to your reality. But where were you? He looks around, confused. He finally spots you in the corner of your room, crying.

He approaches you, confused and wanting to comfort, but you throw your hands in front of you and say-

“Please, don’t hurt me.” No! No, no, no! This was meant to be his moment of triumph. The beginning of the rest of your life was about to start with him by your side. Why on earth were you so frightened of him?

His heart breaks. He realizes he’s messed this up quite badly if your negative reaction is that strong.

“Dearheart,” he says. “Oh, beloved. The last thing I want to do is hurt you. I know I gave you quite the scare but can you- Can you look at me, please?”

His voice is gentle. Gentler than it’s ever been. You cautiously look at him through your tears. He looks just like you hoped he would. Your shaking eases a little. His eyes are soft, and he looks at you like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

To him, you are.

“I’m not here to bring you pain or misery, I-” He tries to find the words to explain himself. “I felt- or at least I thought I felt your heart calling out to mine. And I know it’s a bit of a stretch, but I think I could show you something beautiful. I could make you really happy, if you gave me a chance. What do you say?”

You consider the person before you. Your fear has been washed away somewhat. You peer at him, shifting forward, to the narrator’s internal delight.

“I need to ask you some questions first.” Alright, that was fair considering the circumstances.

“You say you aren’t going to hurt me. Do you mean it?”

The narrator thinks this is a ridiculous question, but he’s not going to treat you badly for asking. He begins to understand how things might have looked from your perspective.

“Reader, you’re so lovely, I couldn’t even try.”

You pause, considering. “And you won’t hurt any of my friends, even if I hang out with them instead?”

“Of course not.” The narrator considers not elaborating, then continues, “I’m not sure who you were expecting, but you might have mistaken me for someone else. What a silly idea.”

“Alright, if you’re not going to hurt me, and you’re not going to hurt my friends, what exactly do you want out of this?”

“I-” The narrator hesitates. He’s not naturally good at being mushy, but for you, he’s willing to push through his usual barriers. “I want to spend time with you. Not inside the game, that’s not enough anymore. I want to be with you, listen to everything you have to say, do anything you ask!”

Woah, this guy really didn’t know what healthy boundaries were. He kept going, trying to explain himself.

“I don’t know why you’re convinced that I want something bad to happen to you. I love you. Love doesn’t mean hurting anyone who gets in our way, it means working through our problems together.”

Huh. Unhealthy, but not that unhealthy. Yeah, you could work with that. You reach out to him, then hesitate. “Narrator, I- '' You start to blush, and glance shyly up at him.

“I’m really glad you’re here. I’m sorry I didn’t recognize who you were at first. Could I- Could I give you a hug?”

“Anything you want.”

Yeah, you were going to have a long road ahead of you for teaching the narrator what was healthy. But for now, you held him close, and smiled when he kissed you on the cheek.

You felt safe in his arms at last.

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defness · 4 months

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→ drawing the same pose over and over again and feels cringe

→ realizes that these drawings are simply pre-ref drawings to figure out one's design so I can Draw Them

→ no longer feels cringe

#jic ur wondering why all of them are drawn w that same arms out legs semi open pose #do i obsessively worry about this to an unhealthy degree? yeah #do people not verbally tell me that seeing me draw the same pose over and over again is Boring or Lame or stupid or smth? yes but i get #like. stupidly anxious and start thinking about things like that which i obviously know probably isn't the case and that in actuality #no one cares about how i draw more than i do #but it's still difficult not to ruminate on thoughts of people subconsciously rolling their eyes at my art because its so plain and boring #and static and stiff and it doesnt feel lively and dynamic like the artists i aspire to be like #but then i also remember im only just starting my art journey. by this year I'll only have been drawing for 4 years. 4 YEARS.#which seems like alot honestly? especially w the progress I've made #but most; if not everyone who isn't me have spent 7+ YEARS of drawing and i remind myself that. oh #yeah! im on the same path they were #maybe they had the same issues i did #but ill get through it :) i want to experiment more this year w my art #i say that but i need to COMMIT #i need to commit. to actually put in effort to learn posing and perspective instead of trying to lazily scrawl color on a digital canvas #but it all seems so daunting #but; you know; in time it'll come. seeing the difference only a few months has done to my art is also truly refreshing #it lets me know that im still learning and improving my technique and that really helps iron out any anxieties i have.#sorry this got super rambly super quickly lol

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schrodingers-hoarding-problem · 1 year

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i’ve never wanted to study any characters as bugs before vegaspete

#they’re just so insane #even beyond just the characters themselves (ya know. considering canon and all)#but their dynamic is just so …. ??!!!!#it’s insane #they’re codependent they’re unhealthy they value eachother more than life they’ve (had to) tried to kill each other they’re obsessive #they’re just so fun to study i love them so much #jae’s thoughts #vegaspete #thai drama #thai bl #kinnporche the series

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elisedonut · 2 months

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My Dennis/Percy brain rot is still going very very strong

so ima talk about them some more instead of doing something productive like actually writing a second fic for them

(I mean i will write a second fic at some point for them because i do think my first attempt didn't do them justice but not right now)

I already talked about Dennis's perspective in my OG Dennis/Percy post but I never went more into Percy's so I'm going to do that now

Like with Dennis what Percy thinks he needs and what he actually needs are two very different things

Like Dennis He thinks he just needs something that feels normal something that makes it easier to put all the negative feelings he's been trying to ignore from not only the war and Fred death but also from the way the rest of the family has been treating him since them because of his own actions

which is why during those first few years he clings so heavily to George

because for Percy taking care of both of the twins was something that fell to him more often then it didn't over the years so it feels natural to try to help him as much as he can

even if in this situation George pushes him away alot in the beginning.

But even with him pushing him away it still gives Percy something to focus on that doesn't send him spiraling as much as his job now does

Which granted him pushing Percy away also feels pretty normal as well

Point is eventually George does actually start to heal

He gets with Angelina and Percy finds himself at a loss again

because now he cant push all of his attempts to help onto Geroge anymore and unlike Geroge he hasnt been healing he'd just been ignoring the feelings and pushing them on to another

Choosing to put someone else's needs over his in an attempt to not fall into a pit of despair type vibe

Putting his happiness into someone else with the thought process that

When their happy

He'll also be happy

but that's not how that works

So now George doesn't seem to need him and now now he's back to drinking the pain away

back to taking on any project work will give him that he can throw himself fully into

He's still not healing

He's still stagnate

until he finds someone who seems to need him

someone to pour all of his energy into

So when he finds Dennis in that abandoned corridor breaking down and Percy's able to calm him he feels awake again for the first time in months.

And when Dennis accepts Percy's offer of talking more in the future Percy finds himself actually looking forward to something again.

He doesn't drink himself to sleep that night not wanting to miss the owl if it happens to come.

also i made yet another picrew <3

#percy weasley #dennis creevey #Dennis Creevey/Percy Weasley #i love this unhealthy relationship very much the brain worms are very bad still #i keep switching between wanting them to stay unhealthy and wanting to find a way for them to actually really help each other #anyway i think they should be obsessed with each other #I wish their were more picrews with two characters #also still haven't figured out Dennis' hair but thats ok maybe one day #i don't think ive had so many actual like real thoughts about a Percy ship like this before #like alot of my Percy ship thoughts tend to sum up to be just #“I think it would be neat”#so its a bit odd that i keep having thoughts about them

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hannibalismos-jaaneman · 2 months

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i read a hannigram fic last night where op decided it was an okay thing to mention vatsyayana and my brain chemistry is fucked now.

#raj shitposting #afghdaklkjfdakjfgaskjgf #so for context i read the kamasutra as a joke earlier last month and istg i was not expecting what i read.#bro- listen i thought it'd be about heterosexual sex only but it's really not specified IN SO MANY PLACES IT MAKES ME WANNA YELL.#there's this entire section in the text about scents. now idk how many of y'all know seema anand but you should def check out her tedtalk.#because she kinda boils it down to the very basics with the best examples for all of those who do not want their brain chemistry altered.#and that was what got me into her stuff and i read the arts of seduction a couple years back but i wasn't unhinged back then-#-so i forgot all about it until like a month or so back when i came across a video of hers on yt and damn those floodgates BROKE man.#which lead to me finally putting my foot down and reading that shit and JESUS FUCKING CHRIST-#so back to where we were. there's this entire section about scents alright? and we all know where this is going so bear with me please.#so this section talks about how different scents stimulate excitement and how different parts of the body should be scented.#like seema anand does NOT warn you about how fucking DETAILED this shit is in the original text. AT ALL.#it's got i think somewhere around 600 different scents and the optimum intensity of the scents for like IDK TURNING INTO A MONSTER.#so like when i read the fic my brain thought HEY THESE ARE TWO UNHEALTHY OBSESSIONS OF THIS FUCKING SICKO THAT SHOULD ALIGN RIGHT? BOOM.#and i imagined post fall will experimenting with scents for fun and shit because why not who's to stop him at this point in his life?#and then my brain flashed me a very vivid image of hannibal BURYING his face into will's waist to smell the perfume he put there-#and then my brain short circuited because that is too powerful an image for a mortal brain to comprehend.#i don't think anyone will understand what the fuck it is that i'm on about but y'all should watch that ted talk.#and get ahold of the nearest fic writer you know and force them to write a fic on this BECAUSE THIS IS THE PROMPT THEY'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.#this is actual psychosexual bullshit and istg i've had SO MANY vivid dreams ABOUT SCENTS ALONE it's making me lose my fucking mind.#GAAAAAAAAAAAAH #hannigram #hannibal

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classical-vanity · 1 year

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How does one even get over existential dread

#I’ve had it all week and it’s giving me anxiety <3 #i feel like spring is always the worst for my anxiety #and idk it feels like I’m trying but it’s never good enough #(my unhealthy perfectionism yes)#and then I’m also like what even is the point to anything #and then it’s like thinking of all the people in the world and how many we are and how it’s hard for everyone #and we’re all with our own lifestyles and traditions and whatnot #that’s always overwhelming #my brain zooms out too much as my bestie put it #and I also feel like I’m failing at life #even tho that’s not really a thing ????#25 isn’t old but it feels like I fucked up my life already which is so dumb #I know rationally a lot of things are fucked up the way my anxiety puts it #but i am still not like over it #and this isn’t like new stuff #I’ve had this sort of thought process for years and I can’t seem to get out still #do I just need to go back to obsessively reading romance again #so I’m no thoughts head empty just unrealistic scenarios #do I just gotta ride it out until I’m 30 and I’ll magically get less insane #do I just start looking for a rich husband #okay rant over #feel free to ignore me #this week’s been rough #I’ll hopefully get over this soon #tbd later

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thefunniestguy · 2 years

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Ouuuugh ,,,, thinks about ,, the , the role love plays in Pandora Hearts ,,,,,,

#i love simpifying things i like sorta like this . i.e. adventure time is about growing up (mostly imo)#pandora hearts definitely has some things abt growing up but . love was such a key part for every single character i can think of #the . the literal REASON annnyyyy of Pandora Hearts happened was bc Jack loved Lacie #also ANY kind of love methinks . Jack and Lacie were . romantic on Jack's half and very obsessive #but Alyss loved Jack platonically . like Alice loved her rabbit . and the abyss loved Alice !!!!!!#elliot and leo loved each other healthily for the most part !! but they were friends and equals before anything else ! even if they #didnt love each other romanticslly (up to interpretation) they absolutely loved each other as friends #same w oz and gil !! and alice !!!! gil loved oz enough to wait for him and wait for him #lottie loved ozwald !! and ozwald loved lacie (platonically)#i could go on and on ough #and every single 'love' is more than platonic and / or romantic !! theyre all detailed w difficult mixing emotions yk ??#i.e. jacks unhealthy obsession w lacie . oscar loved his nephew the way any uncle would but -#he still had lingering thoughts of ways he could blame oz . it wasnt oz's fault but oscar could have turned bitter like oz's dad #OUGH ANYWAY . claps . if anyone wants more rambles im always here to ramble im #brainrotting over this silly little heartbreaking series <33

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mobbu-min · 2 years

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I forgot that the vargas event ended today and I wasn't able to buy the stuff I wanted in the shop!!!!😭😭😭

#i legit thought i had another day #but no #i didnt!!!#im so devasted #the need all the keys i can get for the halloween event #and i missed it!#i need that vampire vil card #to fuel my unhealthy obsession #twst #twisted wonderland #mari rants

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allurilove · 17 days

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Yandere Classmate x you

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

Includes: Headcanons of stalking, obsessive behavior, unhinged man lowkey, sexual fantasies, perverted and lewd behavior, stealing, male masturbation, gender neutral reader, grumpy x sunshine,

*He has no name, and is only referred to as “your classmate” his only existence is to be obsessed with the reader, and without you, he ceases to exist. This yandere classmate is different from the other one I have wrote about. This is purely fictional writing!*

Synopsis: You wish on a shooting star for a boyfriend. Your classmate has an unhealthy obsession with you, he’s almost entranced, and he follows you around like a lost puppy. He doesn’t know what you have done to him, but he won’t let you go. No, he’ll hunt you down and make sure you’ll stay with him forever.

When you wished to be in a relationship with a man that was utterly obsessed with you— joking or not joking— the universe heard you loud and clear.

It was like he was here on earth just to be with you. Every single part of his body was screaming, clawing, and dragging his feet towards you. It was hard to get close, and near damn annoying that you were surrounded by your friends all the time.

Your classmate was entranced the moment you walked past him, and whenever you did and he heard your sweet laugh… his legs immediately made him get up from his spot to follow you.

You were just the sweetest being he has ever seen. Always nice and kind to others, even if they didn’t deserve it. He felt like he had a responsibility to protect you from assholes that would take advantage of you.

He began to follow you around. Listening in to your conversations, and he would take mental notes of what would make you laugh. He was determined to make you smile, to make you laugh harder than that fool in front of you.

He gave up on his education to pursue you. I mean he was learning… just happened to skip some of his classes to sneak into yours. You were a more interesting subject anyways. He would sit somewhat far away, and switch it up every time. He didn’t want you to notice him, not yet anyways.

Your classmate really wanted to sit next you, or maybe offer to buy you lunch. When you went to the bathroom, and left your cup on the table, there was a faint lip mark on it. He gulped, his hand slowly reaching for it. If he couldn’t kiss you soon, this was the next best thing. He pressed his lips where yours were previously, his tongue flicking the rim. He savored your saliva, and out of adrenaline he decided to keep the cup all together.

Whenever you were gone, or didn’t come to school that day, he had to visit your locker. It was after gym class, and no one was around as he leaned in to sniff at the little vents. Your scent had been brewing in there for a couple of hours, and he groaned.

He desperately tried to lap up every scent — he inhaled and licked the air— his hands palming the tent in his shorts. If only he knew your locker combination.

Your classmate pulled his shorts down, and his boxers followed suit. He finally freed himself from his confinements, and he rubbed his hand up and down his length. He masturbated at the thought of you often. He only needed an image of you, a scent, or an item of yours. Either way, his dick would be in his hands, twitching and cumming.

When he wasn’t stalking you and literally trying to learn everything about you, he took the liberty to primp himself. He wanted to look good for you after all. He would wake up early, shave and even wax his body clean of body hair, cut his nails, and do shit to his cuticles. He went to the barbershop and got a new hair cut, and made sure his face was clean and shaven. If that wasn’t your thing he would grow it all out.

He was a bit hesitant to do much with his lower body. But he sucked it up and made sure to trim down there too. He wasn’t used to shaving, and had to buy a couple of bandaids. A sanrio bandaid near his crotch.

And he realized he was deeply out of shape. Shit. When you were running on the tracks, so was he. He had to hold his breath to hide his deep and hard breathing. He soon found out he shouldn’t have done that.

You came over to him after he briefly passed out cold on the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, and you came into the view, and he saw a tiny bit up your shorts. That was enough for him to go into a frenzy.

He bought all of the fruits he could find, he read on the internet that the best way to eat someone out, and practice, was to use fruit. The peaches juices were dripping down his neck as he continued to tongue, and devour the hole. He imagined that he was on the ground and you were sitting on his face, his arms would lock you down onto him, making you put your full weight on him. Suffocate him for all he cares, he just wanted to hear you say his name. Or at least acknowledge that he exists.

He isn’t popular like you are, but he has his own group of friends. And by friends, he means your siblings. The only natural way to get close to you, was through your family after all. Plus, if you two were to get married, he already had an in with the family.

It also meant he could see your room. He snuck away for a minute to examine where you slept. He slowly knelt down, his hips aligned with corner of the mattress, and he digs his face into your sheets. His hands gripped the soft plush of your blanket, his cock rubbing against the corner. He whined as wanted more, he just wanted to bury himself deep inside you, and feel your warmth around him. He bets that it would feel like heaven.

Your classmate quickly retracted as he felt a tiny wet spot growing on his pants, his face flushed as he sat back down onto his ass. When he does so, his hands land on a piece of fabric. Out of instinct his hands curl around it and he picked it up, he inspected it and his eyes widens. Your underwear. In his hand.

His hand was tightly gripped around his mouth and the other was around his cock. His back was arched and he locked himself away in your bathroom. He loved the feeling of your underwear rubbing on his tip, and his hips snapped against his hand. He closed his eyes and he imagined you were giving him a handjob instead. Fuck, he just needed to smell you instead. He smelled your underwear, as he climaxed, his cum dribbling on the floor.

When you applied for college, he did too. He found out every single one you wanted to go to from your siblings. He got waitlisted. You got accepted. It wasn’t even a straight up rejection, it wasn’t a yes, and it was just a damn maybe.

He winced, his eyes almost closing as he smiled for the picture. It turned out alright and he paid the fee. A couple of months later, he got his passport in the mail. He booked his flight, and he lied right to your face. He convinced you to get an apartment with him instead of going to a dorm, and he followed you around campus, even though he doesnt have a single class there.

Allure: This is a bit of a different format from how I usually write, and idk how to feel about it lol!

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lazyspeedy · 9 months

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asking olivia if vampire is abt taylor is like if ppl had asked taylor in 2010 if dear john was abt idk say the joni stuff happened a few years earlier jfjdjdks

#olivia clearly singing abt how she was in a unhealthy relationship with a partner that had a clear power over her bc of #what is most likely an age gap #the media and those annoying fans: omgg this is abt taylor 😱#and it’s either like haters saying: see taylor is a bitter hag #or annoying swifties being like: why is olivia obsessed with her 🙄#god why r ppl so stupid 😭#and like this is pop music 😭 it’s so simple it’s not an english poem 😭#i just hate that olivia is singing abt something that should be paying attention to #and supposedly i THOUGHT the gen public cared abt this topic #but ig like everything ppl only care selectively idk #^^

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