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yestrday · 10 months

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— TIE ME UP. yan! rich kid! childe x gn! mercenary! reader

your latest hit is a boy named ajax. the job's easy— kidnap him, bully him a bit, then send him back without any will to live. easy enough, it seems, but not everything will go the way you expect it.

( reader is not a good person; murder, mentions of torture; kidnapping; obsessive behavior, tying up, slight mentions of n/sfw, masochistic childe )

note. ahhhh im in a writing a slump so i decided to write the other part of anon's request to practice. idk if it's good enough, but childe will always be my go to whenever i want some disgusting yandere boy

you might like: childe's spiked drink

it's nothing you haven't seen. someone wants someone dead and they would pay millions just to see that come true. you whistle when you open the case of green bills for the nth time this day and the sight makes you smile.

what a haul you've gotten. despite the dread that's been growing inside you since you took this job, the million worth of cash inside this single suitcase is enough for you to retire. maybe you'll finally take a break from all this gory business, find a nice plot of land where the police can't find you, and make a farm for yourself. that sounds nice.

determined to finally finish this once and for all, you slam the suitcase shut and chuck it into the back of your car, along with the squirming ginger screaming at you through his gags.

"it'll be all over soon, love," you croon, sporting a wicked smile. "jus' get some sleep in here, mmkay?"

with one last muffled scream of his, you slam the trunk on the poor man's shaking expression and rev the engine to life.

"'ello there, babe," is the first thing the boy hears when he blinks his eyes awake. "good ting ya slept, hm? the road here was full of em potholes. not exactly pleasant for a passenger in the truck, right?"

it's a classic stereotype— that heavy country accent tinged with seduction and danger— even you're painfully aware of how cheesy your voice is. but it's what you were raised with, plus most of your victims dig the accent anyway, so might as well make use of it. the boy grimaces when the single fluorescent bulb swaying on the ceiling hits his sight, and he lets out a little grunt.

"ajax childe. third son of the ceo of childe's toy corporation and now…" you plop yourself onto the wooden seat in front of him, nonchalantly waving the knife in front of his wide-eyed stare. "the target of some rich sod's hatred." you give him a lookover, from his ruffled ginger hair, his lean bod, down to his strong calves. clearly, he's been working out. you sigh in mock pity. "what the hell did ya do anyway? make off with someone's girl?" he's pretty enough to entertain the thought, and judging how flirtatious he acts in front of the paparazzi, that very well might be the case.

he protests against the gag once again, and you shake your head. "sorry, babe. not really in the mood to listen to sum brat scream." you tap your cheek as you contemplate on what to do with him. "hmm... they didn't actually want ya dead, if i'll be honest with ya. just bully ya a little till ya want yerself dead, y'feel? it's good to 'ave less blood on my hands, but hm, when i get commissions like these..." you cock your head, pondering over the countless victims you had over the last decade.

"they don't usually come out alive, yanno?"

another muffled scream through the gag, and you watch in boredom as he tries to wiggle his way out of his binds. clearly, however, it's futile when all he accomplishes is burn himself with the rope. well, what else was he expecting? you were a hired mercenary, he a mere ceo's son living a cushy life. there really was no challenge here.

but looking at him... you feel somewhat sympathetic. you have no respect for those high-class scum who like to hide behind fake smiles and faker compliments. but the kid in front of you was just some irresponsible young adult who just happened to be born into the elite, and well, if he wasn't the son of such a big corporation, he'd probably have gotten away with whatever he did. such was the consequence of having too many eyes on you. maybe it'd make you less worse of a human being if you let this kid air his grievances out.

you sigh, getting up from your spot. "alright, alright, i'll ungag you. just shut up already, jeez." he seems to jostle around less when you say that, and you swiftly untie the cloth to let him talk.

you already know what to expect— teary pleas, desperate bribes, maybe even some angry threats. all these are common in victims and more often than not are you forced to listen to all that shit before you decide to gag them again or just shoot them in the head. so you brace yourself for whatever agonizing scream they might have in store for you.

"ah..."

you grimace. here it comes.

"you're prettier than anything i've imagined..." he tilts his pretty face up, gazing at you with lovestruck eyes under the shine of the harsh light. your shock is mirrored in those loony eyes as his smile widens till it almost splits his face into two,

"...[your name]."

"what the fuck?!" instinctively, you recoil away from him, taking steps back while he continues to pin that heart-eyed stare on you. "what in the–?! how the fuck do you know me?!"

"oh, [your name], is there anything i don't know about you?" this... this freak sighs almost dreamily, and it makes you grimace by how slimy it is. "your name, your occupation (obviously), your favorite drinks, your... heh, three sizes!" he lets out a low giggle. "finally...! to finally see you right in front of my very eyes!"

you blanch. "three...?!" this cannot do. you are being outdone and outsmarted by some rich playboy. clearing your throat, you regain your composure and narrow your eyes at him in a glare (why... why is he shivering?!). "bluffs won't save you from your fate, childe."

you live a life in the shadows. leaving traces of yourself for people to find could spell to be your doom, and yet here was this kid claiming that he knew everything there is to you. it was a laughable attempt at a bluff, and he only caught you offguard by that disgusting grin of his. you're confident enough in your own abilities that you know that no one would be ever able to track you—

"[your name] [last name]. single father, three siblings, but they're all dead. you became a mercenary at age 16 and you go to your headquarters every weekend. you like the cafe at sixth avenue and you order the fourth thing on the menu almost every time." his grin widens when he sees the alarmed expression on your face. "should i tell you more?"

impossible. gritting your teeth, you pull him by his collar, almost tipping his chair over until you catch it with your knee. it... spreads his legs and pushes against his bulge, and you want to scrub yourself clean when you see his red blush and lip-bite. "how the fuck d'you know all that?" you snarl. you shake him. "tell me!"

"because i love you," he says, almost breathless. he looks at you with eyes so full of devotion and obsession that you might believe him. "there's not a single piece of you that i don't love."

you pull your lip back. "you're fuckin' disgusting."

"ah, but!" he wiggles in his chair, his clothes straining against the binds. "you're the one who tied me up like this! all vulnerable and ready for you to torture, right?"

you can't believe this man. "that's how kidnappings go, you idiot!" unable to hold on to this weirdo any longer, you let go of him and he and the chair he's tied to collapse to the floor. it's a nasty fall, but you're too busy rubbing your hands together in some attempt to rid yourself of the germs he may have transferred over to you.

the gasp of delight when he hits the floor grates like metal against your ear, and he squirms when you look down at him with such hate and disgust in those pretty eyes of yours. "is it starting? are you gonna torture me now?" your eyes flit to the array of tools you laid out on the counter, but now you feel reluctant to dirty this man's blood with the tools you painstakingly polished to shine. "ah~ ♡ i wonder what you're gonna do to me! are you gonna cut me up and leave me to bleed? tie me up till it hurts to breathe? ah, [your name] ♡" he calls your name with ecstasy. "i'm so excited to see what you'll do!"

with your back turned towards him and facing the tools, you don't grace him with a reply. instead, you bite your lip, panicked and pale expression reflected in the cold reflection of a knife.

'why me?!' your thoughts scream. 'i've never met this man in my life before!'

'how am i supposed to break someone who's gone too fucking far?!'

he continues to smile at your back, watching as you contemplate which torture device you'll bless him with for that night.

'so, so cute!' you're shorter than him, but somehow the thought of you dominating him and spilling his blood makes his jeans tighter. 'they're gonna make me go through sooo much pain, i can feel it! they'll have the power to kill me. they might kill me!'

just like that man you shot in that alleyway, eyes staring blankly at the mess of guts and brain splattered against the wall. there was no remorse in your eyes as you wipe the blood off your cheek with the back of your hand. no remorse as you stuff that body into a bag and make a mess all over yourself.

he remembers it clearly. your skintight black bodysuit, how the blood seemed to match your soulless eyes, the peek of tongue as you licked the blood from your thumb— he remembers it all too well.

how could he not, when he had his back pressed to the wall, out of your sight, hand clamped to suppress his noises. not a terrified scream, mind you. but his heavy breaths as he continued to observe you from a distance.

better than an angel. more divine than an angel. you were the reaper itself, stained in blood and black.

and his obsession with that reaper grew, as you revved off with your motorcycle with the corpse in tow, and he lay in the alley shadows with a hand in his jeans and blood at his feet.

if you had looked closely beneath all the money, maybe you'd see one damning clue that would tell you that this commission was a bad idea. a clue stitched at the bottom of the suit, fancy lettering showcasing initials in cursive:

a.c.

ajax childe's grin grows wider when he sees you finally settle on a tool. even when bound up and knocked to the floor, those hungry eyes and crazed grin seem to make him more of a predator than the you holding a knife.

#yandere genshin impact #yandere childe #yandere x reader #yandere tartaglia #yandere genshin #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact childe #yester.writes

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maochira · 10 months

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Can you do Reo x reader headcannons for a reader who was born into a family that’s even richer Reo’s? Like she was born with a diamond in crested spoon in her mouth lol. And she would never have to work a day in her life, she could just live off of her family’s money. She has a net worth 100 million USD for doing absolutely nothing. But enough about her being rich, now for the plot🤩

Her and reo’s parent set you up together on a date. And when Reo says he plays soccer and wants to win the World Cup, the reader is like why? Who will take of your family business? What’s so great about soccer? The reader wasn’t judging, she was just curious. Before this, Reo assumed the reader was a spoiled brat and she kinda is. All rich socialites his parents have set him up with were disgusted to even think that Reo would give up being a businessman to play soccer. But the reader? She was genuinely curious and he liked that. Maybe this marriage won’t be that bad.

Is this horrible or what😭 Is this more of an one shot or a headcannon? Idk But I think you get the concept

Hi thanks for your request!! Here's just a little reminder that I only write gn!readers with a few exceptions (here's a more detailed explanation) Also I don't feel comfortable writing about arranged marriage but I can do everything else!!

Requests open! - masterlist

gn!reader

You didn't have any other plans for tonight, but going on an arranged date with the son of the Mikage family still didn't sound that exciting to you. Your parents have always loved to set you on random dates with the children of their business partners if they're your age. And usually, that always ends up the same way. Everyone you've been on a date with so far has been way too arrogant, only saw value in money or simply had a personality you didn't get along with. So naturally, you're expecting tonight to turn out the same.

But surprisingly, even an hour into the date, there hasn't been a single uncomfortable moment. From the greeting to ordering food to having casual conversations - everything's going just right.

"So... What do you plan to do with your parents' company when you're older?" You ask, wanting to lead the conversation into a more serious territory.

But Reo's answer is the last thing you'd have expected from him.

"Oh, I don't actually want to become my father's successor. I aim to become a professional soccer player."

"Are you serious?" You blurt out, but immediately feel guilty. "Sorry, that wasn't supposed to sound as... judging as it did."

Reo doesn't seem to be bothered by this, but instead he's happy about getting to talk about soccer.

"I'm very serious!" His tone is more enthusiastic than with anything else he's said this evening so far. "My friend Nagi and I will go pro and I'll show my parents that there's more to me than becoming my father's successor."

"Do you have any specific goals for soccer?" You lean a bit more towards him. There's no one similar to Reo you've ever met, so you want to find out more about him.

"We'll win the world cup."

He doesn't even say that he wants to win, he already sounds convinced that it's going to happen. And that's what makes him so different from anyone else you've been set up on a date with. Reo is so sure of his own skills and has a goal in mind without depending on his parents' money.

And that makes you think a little more about what you'd be able to achieve without all the money that your family has.

For the rest of the date, you let Reo talk as much as he wants to. And he does talk a lot. He talks all about his goals for the future, how he even started with soccer and how he met Nagi. Every time you look into Reo's eyes, you can see a certain sparkle in them - and he's pretty sure he sees that in yours as well.

Time flies by so quickly, and before you realize how much time has passed by, it's already time to go home. Never before have you been this disappointed in a date ending.

But luckily, both Reo and you want to have a second one.

And maybe then, you'll have a goal to tell him about as well.

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roberrtphilip · 2 months

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hi i’m giving you an assignment. you have to go to jellycat dot com and pick AT LEAST one stuffie that each philip would own. obviously pick more if more than one speak to you. but yes at least one for each beloved philip. and bonus points if you tell me How they received the babies.

ON IT BOSS 🫡

starting with Giselle, I need to say I went absolutely insane when I saw Timmy Turtle is by this company becaaaauuuuuse I made a Post about Him!!!!!! (x) SO, she would 1000% have him !!!! She'd also love Huddles Kangaroo, and Willow Squirrel BUT I must say, she would be quite upset they have no chipmunk options ☹️ oh, and she'd love this Bashful Bunny too.

For Robert, I think he'd keep it simple and just have Bartholomew Bear (bedtime version) WHICH reminds me, I wrote a fic (which I've since deleted) of Robert and Giselle going bowling, and she wins a prize in the arcade and said prize is a dark brown bear in a suit that she named Robby :') Maybe I'll rewrite that some day bc I liked the concept, but the way I wrote it was. Mmmmm. Not my favorite.

ANYWHO, Morgan. So, like Sofia, I headcanon Morgan had a scruffy little dog plush that Robert bought before she was born, and Cooper Doodle Dog is probably the closest to what I envisioned in my head, so I will give her that little guy. Floofie Sheepdog reminds me of the plush she has in the movie (which I think is meant to be Max from TLM? idk for sure) so I'll throw him in as well. And I'll give her Fuddlewuddle Lion bc she Loooooooved seeing the lions at the zoo.

For Sofia, she would absolutely Need both Brynlee Bee and Honeyhome Bee, and she would also absolutely adore Penny Praying Mantis, Spindleshanks Spider, Stanley Stick Insect, Sandy Snail, and, of course, Winston Worm !! He might be her fave, actually. Also, truly I think she owns every little guy in the bug section like... trying to limit myself here was Not easy she would want them all!!!!! Stevie Snake and Colin Chameleon are also must haves, and Robert (lovingly) tells her Stevie is the closest thing to a Real Snake she's ever gonna get. Canonically, she has a dragon hand puppet that she sleeps with, so I headcanon she loves dragons too, and I believe Dexter Dragon is pretty close to the color of said puppet, so he's also gonna be tossed in, along with Fuddlewuddle Dragon. and ykw, she'd probably also love Nessie Nessa. OH AND Gomez Gorilla !!!

God okay, I went a bit overboard with Sofia and now I'm bankrupt. Thank god she has rich parents !! BUT this was a very fun mission, thank you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

#also have you seen that old post that's the green m&m and she's like #''now listen to me young man. I am talking directly into your ear now. I need you to do me a favor'' ?#when I opened your ask I imagined you as the green m&m #isjdfoisdjfoidjsoifjdsdf #anyway thank you very much this was fun !! I've never actually been on that site so it was a Good Time !!#lumiereandcogsworth #ask #hc #certified enchanted moment™️

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ideks-on-mars · 2 years

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AFTER THE SPICY REONSEMISHIRA HCS MY MIND HIT A WALL BUT LUCKILY WE GOT @loganboba SO THANK YOU LOG LMFAO

ANYWAYS REONSEMISHIRA BEACH DAY HCS FOR SUMMER LETS FUCKING GO

- Now idk if yall have SEEN Shirabu but the mf just looks like he needs to go outside.

- He looks like the most he goes outside is to walk from the dorm rooms to the gym, if he even has to do that. (Do you guys REMEMBER how luxurious that school looked?? They had a fucking hallway that went from one building to another, IN THE AIR, AND IT WAS JUST A SCHOOL! Maybe I'm the one that needs to get out more.)

- Reon most definitely is a beach bum. He's like the moms who just sit on the chairs the whole time saying "Oh you go on in the water, I'll join in a bit", and he's said that 5 times in the last hour and a half.

- Semi has the mental capacity of a 5 year old as soon as his feet hit the sand. (Not that it's too much better when he's off of it)

- Reon drives, Shirabu sulks in the backseat, and Semi is blaring the radio. Shirabu was this 🤏 close to taking the laces off his shoes and using it to strangle him.

- Reon would reach back to rub at Kenjirō's leg from time to time just to keep him calm 😭

- When they finally get there, Semi, Mr tough guy, Eita decided that he would do the heavy lifting. And by heavy lifting he offered to carry the big ass cooler through the sand. Which is a lot harder than some may think.

- Shirabu looks like the type to wear some expensive ass, brand name sunglasses.

- Reon has the honor of rubbing his boyfriends down with sunscreen. Shirabu and Semi fight for who gets Reon. They then continue on to make it a competition on who can rub down Reon the fastest. Reon's already exhausted and they just got there.

- Once they finally settle in their spot, they've only got one problem left.

- The eyes on them 👀

- Semi and Reon are (super) attractive dudes. So is Shirabu but he's chilling in swimming trunks and a rash guard. (Which is pretty hot ngl, the short tight sleeves that show off him arm and shoulder muscles and how it rides just a tiny bit up his neck PHEW 🥴😩) but then there are Semi and Reon who are wearing swimming trunks and nothing else. Just them, the swimming trunks, and their rippling abs.

- Good thing they have their gremlin boyfriend to fend their admirers off.

- It's ok tho, cuz they gotta fend off the people who Shirabu is too distracted to notice staring at HIM. (Aka ME)

- Ok you will find this hc in the very DEPTHS of this account but SemiSemi was born in Hawaii, raised in Alabama. So he's an American ass country boy but he can ride a wave too. THE MF CAN SURF

- AND MY GOD DOES HE LOOK GOOD WHILE HE DOES IT

- Semi lowkey reminds me of Tom Cruise in the first 'Top Gun' idk why

- Anyway it definitely has Shirabu and Reon foaming at the mouth

- Now it's my turn to thirst over Reon 🥴

- When I tell you this man has the most BEAUTIFUL COMPLEXION

- You know those slow motion moments in the movies where the hot character turns around and the sunlight just bounces off their face PERFECTLY?

- YEAH THAT'S REON CUZ HIS SKIN IS JUST SO GORGEOUS

- They honestly all have such pretty undertones when it comes to their skin. Kenjirō's got this pinkish-red undertone, Semi's got a golden orange and Reon has this brighter orange type of one.

- THEY JUST WORK IT SO WELL

- Semi is desperate to drag both his boyfriends in the water at least ONCE during the trip.

- They both know how to swim. Shirabu's actually a really good swimmer.

- But Shirabu, local rich kid, probably grew up swimming in indoor pools and stuff

- Reon looks like he grew up going to camp grounds so he's probably swam in lakes and stuff.

- Semi just thinks he's straight out of H2O

- "Come ON Kenji, it's just some water" "YEAH, REALLY DISGUSTING WATER!"

- "If you think about it, there are a whole lot of dead bodies in the ocean, but people still swim there. But if there was a single dead body in a pool, no one would swim in there. So does that mean that people care about the dead body to water ratio?" "I mean..I guess? If you just keep the dead body away from you does it really matter?" "Of course you wouldn't care, Eita."

- Semi definitely gets completely wet and then chases Shirabu around.

- "I JUST WANNA HUG YOU KENJI! I LOVE YOUUU!" "GO AWAY!" The whole while Semi has this shit eating grin on his face

- Shirabu's scary so Semi ends up tackling Reon. And sweet, sweet Reon just hugs him back and fixes his hair :( a little kiss on his nose too 😙

- Shirabu gets jealous and gently pushes Semi.

- "Reon's MINE. Back off ✋️🙄"

- Semi promptly grabs him and hauls ass with a screaming Shirabu in his arms.

- Long story short Shirabu ends up wet, wrapped in a towel in Reon's lap, glaring straight daggers at Semi.

- Semi, pretty successfully, gets his boyfriends to play in the water with him. It's a lot of splashing each other and they bring a volleyball too just to pass around.

- They end up eating snacks all hunched over on a towel with a towel around them and their hair plastered to their foreheads. Like when you and your mom's friend's kids would take a break from swimming typa beat 😭

- Eventually they decide to pack up and go home, all tired and sandy. Mostly because if the setters see Reon glowing in the light of the sunset any longer than what they have, they might just pass out.

- Semi and Shirabu race to the car. Shirabu wins and doesn't fail to rub it in Semi's face.

- They pack up and as soon as they get on the road and are all sat and comfortable, they can hear Semi begin to snore.

- Homeboy was OUT 😭

- Shirabu definitely takes pictures while Reon giggles at their antics.

- The rest of the ride goes smoothly. Semi sleeping in the back with Reon and Shirabu talking in whispers, their hands interlocked.

- Once they get back they all rinse off before tumbling into bed together.

- Bonus if Reon ends up with weird tan lines because Semi and Shirabu were rushing too much 💀🤙

HAPPY (almost if you're not out yet) SUMMER BREAK!!

#haikyuu!!#shiratorizawa #stzw #semi eita #shirabu kenjirou #shirabu kenjirō #oohira reon #ōhira reon #reonsemi #reonshira #semishira #reonsemishira

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what-if-nct · 2 years

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Hi Joyce!!! I’m so sorry I forgot to wish you a happy birthday! So happy late birthday, consider this an excuse to continue the celebration.

So you said I should def talk about Exo, but here’s the thing. I’m not into them at all, I only know Bacon, Kai and Lay, like I only know his name is Yixing because of you. I know some of the other’s names, but have no clue on their faces and personalities. I’ve only been into kpop for a couple years, and right off the bat everyone told me to just stay away from Exo, I think because it would be too difficult to learn everyone? Idk, this was back when I couldn’t tell Kihyun and Minhyuk apart, so they were dark days. But now. Knowing how much our tastes seem to align, I’m almost scared to start down that rabbit hole. If I do start consuming Exo content, will it take over my brain? Will they displace my One True Love Seo Changbin/SKZ? Or will they replace my Secondary Displaced Love, Johnny Suh? What’s a girl to do 😭😭😭 - 🐖🐇

PS sorry for the ask spam I get super bored at work 😂

Okay it probably was because as an Exo-l all we know is pain and suffering. It's been a rough ten years. But they're great and amazing and I love them. It is confusing so we'll start off with the members that left. I will be mentioning Kris or else it'll be confusing to explain.

So first we have Kris Wu, born 1990. so currently he's being detained in prison for accusations of SA. But he left around 2014 and had a solo music career as well as acted alongside Vin Desiel and has done tons of other things up until his arrest.

Beside him is Luhan, born 1990 he left around I think a few months after Kris did. But it seemed he left on better terms then Kris who just sorta disappeared. Also has a solo music career and is an actor, has a song called Lu about blowing Flutes, wild.

First is Tao, born 1993 precious baby boy he left after Luhan, well he was constantly getting injured and his father had to step in. He also has a solo music career and is just amazing, hilarious a bit of a diva we love.

Next is Yixing, born 1991, my husband the love of my life. A king, creater of some wild ass songs. I love him. Scared of birds. Actor, Dancer, Singer, Rapper, Song writer, Producer, model. Again a king. A little weird sweet baby boy. I love him. I know you already know him but I had to. He left this year after choosing to not renew his contract.

It's all the Chinese members, SM has a pattern anyway.

First Xiumin, born 1990, rapper tiny, cute little face , Aries, honestly hasn't used social media in fifty years and has cats. Daddy of Exo. Not in the paternal way, in the put your shirt on and stop looking at the camera like that way.

Next, Suho, born 1991. Actual father of exo, leader has kids to feed and bills to pay. The fact his family is rich has been a long lived joke. Can tell he is visibly stressed. Exo's Kun.

Baekhyun born 1992, you already know him and I don't have room for a picture but nothing to really say except he's the most annoying motherfucker you will ever see, he just looks annoying. Doesn't know boundaries, over all a little freak. Don't trust him. I love him though but still, Baekhyun it's on sight.

First Jongdae born 1992, Married, got like two kids. Honestly one of the strongest voices, like taking a shot of whiskey. As much of a fool as the other 92 liners. But he's a Virgo so he isn't completely a disaster.

Next is Chanyeol born 1992, Husband #2, my beloved, my baby. I love him a big ball of goof. Giant dork. A furry. Seriously a furry. Rapper, singer, song writer, producer another king. I love him. He maybe 6'1 and turning 30 soon but he is my precious little baby. The oddest little man. And I love him. I'm happy Johnny didn't end up in Exo I wouldn't be able to handle them together. Two more months left till he comes back!!!

I cant add three more , so I'll just do Kyungsoo & Sehun. Since you know Kai.

First, Kyungsoo born 1993, the most amazing actor, Has the voice of an angel. Is the reason Exo needs more R & B songs. Doesn't know what social media is. Most secretive, most likely to move to a farm in the middle of nowhere and never come back. Use to threaten Chanyeol with a big stick he kept by his bed when Chanyeol was being annoying. The biggest King, Exo is wrapped around his finger. I want him to take Renjun under his wing.

Next Sehun born 1994, the baby. Sassy, honestly runs Exo. E-X-O, He's so funny and has the best reaction faces. Please listen to EXO - SC, Chanyeol and Sehun worked so hard and deserve all of the love on their work.

Now since I've known Exo since high school, and NCT & Skz came later. I say that they'll just be more a nice side journey. Skz is definitely the strongest fan stealers. So you're fine. No idea why I wrote a whole article but I just haven't talked about exo in forever.

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reputationgf · 1 year

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YOU KNOW WHAT. I'll not cry over her. she doesn't fucking deserve my tears dumb ass bitch she's the one who's a failure. like who told u to quit fuckinf law school and get married huh?? how is it my fuckinf fault you got pregnant with me so thought that quitting school would be the best?? like it's not my fucking fault your life is miserable I didn't fucking ask to born like God it would've been better if u fucking aborted me atleast i wouldn't have to go through this shit rn where i keep relapsing and think about fuckinf killing myself every damn day. it's not my fucking fault that your life is the way it is you're one to fucking blame if anyone's a waste of space it's you. not me. what fucking girl when she's in 3rd fucking grade and is like 9 tries to kill herself cause of her fucking bitch ass mom ??? like oh I'm sure you had a tough ass life rich dad and now rich husband who u married and now you don't do anything just like cook a little. that's it. that's all you do but oh no you've had so many fucking hardships in ur life right?? I don't want to dis credit anything she's been through but the way is she with me, she maybe deserves it idc. I'm bitter. I wish i was never born really. like whay difference would it make? not that much really im a forgettable person, I'm a 2nd choice, I'm not wanted. and it's fine.

I only have myself at this point. the one person i can fully rely on is myself. it always has been that way and it always will be and i need to be okay with that. I'm the only one who can look after myself and I'm the only one who will ever be there for myself and that's okay, I can't just expect shit from people. I hope im happy at some point in my life before i like idk kms or smth lol i really fucking hope i get some happiness that i crave for since like 2nd grade

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yan-twst · 3 years

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Idk if I made it in time for requests so I'll send it in anyway feel free to delete if too late but headcannons of Yandere Malleus, Kalim and Leona with a darling who loves them back but is scared of being tied to royalty?

a/n: just a quick heads up- kalim isn’t royalty (i used to think he was like, the son of the sultan when i got into twst) like in the sense his family isn’t connected to the crown, however he is the heir to an incredibly powerful and influential family! it still works for the effects of being incredibly stressed to being connected to such important family- think of it as old money rich families- but just thought i’d give a heads up bc i don’t refer to him as royalty in this one. also i’m working off the assumption that the relationship is already like, happening because i don’t want to make these way longer than needed

warnings: general yandere themes, implied violence

❥ leona kingscholar

it all comes off as... almost mockery, really. it leaves a sour taste on his mouth- he can see how his darling tenses at his presence whenever his title is mentioned, how they seem to stress whenever leona’s brother writes about how he should bring his lover to the palace to meet him

it’s not them trying to make leona feel unappreciated or feared, but that’s what they do. he’s spent too long being compared to his brother, being whispered about by servants- it wouldn’t be too far off to say that he almost feels betrayed by his significant other because of this, even if their reluctance isn’t necessarily aimed at him

he isn’t above using pressure to keep them right by his side. royalty might be annoying, but it’s also pressuring and crushing. he knows better than anyone that his darling can easily crumple under it all, and he uses it for his own advantage before they can slink away from him

their face shown to the entire afterglow savannah. being presented to farena and his wife. cheka’s constant cheering and asking “when they’re gonna marry uncle leona”. he has no trouble taking his darling back home by telling them how excited farena is to see them- surely they aren’t about to disappoint the king, are they? and once there, it’s all in his ballcourt.

court manners, keeping up appearance, smile for the citizens, wave as leona puts his arm around their shoulder, try not to go pale and fall when farena introduces them as leona’s partner- this isn’t a marriage announcement, but it might as well be. after all, is it even possible to split off now...? now that everyone seems to think leona’s found his genuine love, that it’s a sweet love story of the ill tempered second prince falling in love with a no-name commoner and tossing aside traditions of royalty marrying royalty to bring them to his kingdom... it’s such a sweet story for everyone, except perhaps for the poor soul that’s trapped in the relationship with no exits

and oh, if pressure isn’t enough, then pain and threats surely will be. leona seems to easily pick his own desires over his darling’s comfort; after all, he so easily chose to shackle them to the relationship just because he feared their insecurities would cause them to leave. now that they’re effectively trapped to him by everyone’s gazes being in them, he just has to keep them docile and obedient, keep them from causing a scene.

he’s careful enough not to bruise anywhere visible if he thinks punishment is needed; long gone are the days when he’d perhaps tolerate his darling not doing as he pleased, replaced by his seemingly unwavering intent to train them into absolute submission. it’s more so mortifying when he decides to drag their loved ones into the ordeal: perhaps they’re willing to withstand pain themselves, but would they want anything bad to happen to their beloved friends back at nrc, hm?

“are you being cold to me? you should know better by now.” he isn’t necessarily angry, per se, but annoyed- by now they do know it’s already bad to have him in that mood. there’s an added danger of being back at nrc now that break is over; there’s no longer guards stationed outside the room, no longer the danger of cheka bursting in- which means leona has little to no reason to not be as horrible as he wants, provided he makes sure they can’t scream too loud beforehand. the bruises on their arms still hurt from being gripped too tightly last time he considered they weren’t behaving as affectionately as they should, and the memory immediately makes them tense. without even asking why he’s accusing them of being cold now, they apologize- meek, docile, spineless- and the grin on his face grows. perhaps they’d been to scared at the thought of being connected to royalty before and failed to realize it wasn’t leona’s connection to royalty what made a relationship with him dangerous: how many red flags had they missed before? how many of those quirks and things they chalked off to leona being a bit too possessive or territorial had been warning signs to this eventual outcome? dwelling on the past did nothing to soothe the pains of the present, though. “hmph, i don’t think i’m buying that apology. if you really want to get off without a punishment, put me in a good mood first. you can do that much, can’t you, herbivore?”

❥ kalim al-asim

sweet, innocent and cheerful kalim would seem like the sort of person who wouldn’t understand anxieties over being connected to a powerful family. he gives off such a bubbly and happy impression that such things would simply slip his mind

oh, but they don’t. he himself has suffered at being tied to his family- he’s been through enough attempted assassinations and kidnappings and poisonings that he’s almost de-sensitized to it all. he’s sunny, yes, but it’s almost surprising how cheery he is considering all he’s been through

perhaps that’s why he’s almost... sympathetic to his darling when he finally understands their plight. it’s a relief, really- it’s not that they don’t love him! he’s fine, they’re fine- it’s just a little bit of anxieties!

he understands, really... it’s so scary to have people wanting to get rid of you. well, it’s different for him, because he’s lived this way all his life, but his darling hasn’t... it must be scary for them... kalim’s affection and his simple mind, combined with his love that runs a bit too deeply mix

good intentions or not, the result is nothing more than glorified imprisonment, really. it begins with him happily saying that he asked crowley for permission to get some guards from back home to come to nrc to make sure nobody tries to break into his darling’s dorm, to then kalim insisting they spend their nights in scarabia for added safety- it snowballs from there

don’t eat the cafeteria food if it hasn’t been poison tested! actually, don’t eat in the cafeteria at all, he’ll provide the food. they don’t have someone like jamil by their side, so try not to wander outside alone! in fact, always have him close if they go out, ok?

... and of course, it ends up with maybe don’t leave the dorm, since it could be dangerous, and by then? it’s too late. kalim interpreted their anxiety as fear of dangers, because he’s put in danger because of his position, and so he seems to tell himself that as long as he keeps them safe everything is fine

even if they don’t want to do as he says, he’s just... keeping them safe. it’s his duty, as a good boyfriend, right? even if it’s painful to hear them cry from their room as he locks the door, even after he has to keep a chain on their ankle to keep them from trying to pick the lock... kalim doesn’t enjoy their pain, doesn’t relish in the sadism most nrc students seem to inherently have. but he still thinks he’s doing what he must to keep them safe: after all, wasn’t it them who were scared before...?

“i got you this, it reminded me of you! please, won’t you try it on? i’m sure it’ll look amazing on you, and it matches with me... oh, if you don’t like the colour of the gems i could get you another one, too!” kalim opens the box to present a bracelet. it’s objectively a fine piece of art- surely it’s pure gold and carved jewels, a priceless piece that most could merely dream of even looking at through a glass display, and yet to kalim, there isn’t really a price too high for his lover. they’re his most beloved treasure; and he seems to protect them as such, too, if the chain connecting the cushined cuff on their ankle to the wall says anything. it’s covered in gold and long enough they can wander around the room, but a golden chain still remains a chain. it’s almost silly to think back on how this hell began, with them being anxious over being connected to such an affluent family as the asim family was- in fact, the threats of poisonings or kidnappings hadn’t even crossed their mind until kalim began to protect them from it. and now this was life- kalim seemed to willingly ignore every single time they tried to lash out, acting as if everything was fine, showering them with gifts as if new and expensive belongings could somehow soothe the loss of their freedoms. and maybe it was partly their fault too- after all, they let him put the bracelet on their wrist, let him cheer about how pretty they looked. it was so hard to lash out against him, despite him doing all of this- knowing that he genuinely had no bad intentions, that it was all born out of love and desire to protect, but they were still prisoners with no escape.

❥ malleus draconia

there’s nothing that malleus dreads more than being feared by his darling. that’s what sets them apart from others, what makes him so obsessed, to finally have found someone to show even an inkling of kindness to him, to show him a glimmer of warmth after a life of being feared, of being shunned

he... can’t understand. why are they scared of being tied into royalty? as he sees it, it’s a step up from their current life- power, riches, comfort, those are all things that people dream of, things men have gone to war over, things he can give them. malleus doesn’t seem to comprehend the pressure of it all to someone who’s simply never been involved with the crown- he’s never truly had friends outside of his parental figure or guards, always surrounded by those who work for the crown or are part of the court.

his frustration makes him turn to his instincts. he isn’t willing to lose his darling, not over something like this- even if in reality, he’d be unwilling to let go no matter the reason. what good is power and status if he can’t at least keep the one person he loves the most...? why would he not use said power to keep them by his side?

he seems to think that if he just pushes them headfirst into it, they’ll adjust. a sort of “rip the bandaid” method; they’re anxious over being tied to fae royalty, so why can’t he just show them it’s truly nothing to stress over? they don’t need to worry about ruling or about duties- their title as royalty in the future wouldn’t mean much. they’re malleus’ lover first and foremost, their only true duties would be to stay by his side as they’ve been doing

malleus makes his decision almost worryingly quickly. it’s perhaps because this obsessive attitude has been in him all along, simply brought up by the slight bump in the relationship. maybe his draconic instincts to hoard could be blamed, or maybe his lack of real relationships, or maybe he simply was never meant to love in the regular sense

it... really doesn’t help that most fae don’t think too highly of humans. when malleus drags a clearly terrified and unwilling little human back home and declares them to be his future spouse, the fae court really seems to think of them more as the prince’s pet rather than a lover, leave alone an unwilling victim. if anything, there’s more pressure added to them, the fact that in the castle there isn’t really any ally for them

he’s persistent. malleus doesn’t want to hurt his darling much, but his temper isn’t quite stable. test him too much and he’ll snap, electricity and magic humming in the air. the faster his darling learns that the best path for them is to just do as he says, to hold him and kiss him and try and hide how their body tenses and hands shake when he enters the room, the better it’ll be for them. it’s not like they’re going to be getting any other life soon- upon returning to nrc, malleus doesn’t see the need for them to attend classes. after all, their future is already decided as a docile spouse to a king, they aren’t going to be needing much of an education, as much as they simply have to learn to be a doting and gentle spouse to him.

“i don’t understand why you’re so stressed over this.” malleus sounds genuinely confused, arms crossed as he stares at his darling. the poor thing flinches at his voice, quickly composing themselves, as if trying to hide said moment of vulnerability from him- the last thing they want is for malleus to grow more upset because he once again is forced to realize his own lover is terrified of him. still, he steps closer, close enough to cup their cheek with one of his cold hands. it takes all of their willpower to not stiffen under his touch. they’re extra jumpy today, mainly because lilia dropped by to begin court etiquette lessons. the fae’s ways are much different from humans, but from what they hear, malleus doesn’t plan on having them discuss many affairs with the court to warrant more than some infrequent reminders by lilia on how to behave. still, that does little to calm their nerves, especially because they know the reason why despite the fact they’ll soon be royalty that they’ll still have little duties. malleus caresses their cheek, thumb moving to gently swipe over their lower lip (the urge to lunge and bite seems to still scream from a corner of their brain. the urge to rebel against this, to try and claw back at their old life- urges they ignore and suppress. it’s useless- it’s all useless now, and they know trying to stand for themselves is just asking for malleus to lose it again and hurt them beyond belief in his anger). he seems satisfied with their response; that is, with the lack of response, minimal flinching and tensing, things he’s slowly become keenly aware of, are good, and speaks again what weighs heavily on their mind. “you won’t have to deal with the court much. you’ll be my spouse- your title doesn’t mean anything to worry about. you’ll simply have to continue to love me as i love you; your only job is to stay by my side forever.”

#yandere twst #yandere twisted wonderland #leona kingscholar #kalim al asim #malleus draconia #yandere tw #violence tw

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