heyy guyss... how y'all doing.... anyway here are some elias thoughts sorry if these are ooc... i havent listened to tma in a month and im on episode 161...
tw // spoilers for tma, creepy boss bouchard, nothing too crazy actually which is new for me lol
im watching smallville and catching up on another podcast and also taking 3 summer classes.... what if i kms guys... jk ;)
also hey babe this is for u @soupyboiii
the only way to meet elias is if you work at the archives. so the very first time you meet him is at your job interview. he's not creepy in a pervy sort of way but creepy in a... horror movie kinda way lol you felt like he was staring into your soul but he was hot so you forgave him.
you sit patiently, waiting to be called. you needed the job, with your savings account running low and your degree being of no use, you’d be willing to get on your knees and beg for a job. ‘if im gonna beg, i hope he’s hot at least.’
“(y/n) (l/n)?” you look up to see him. ‘oh fuck, he is hot’ he tilts his head at you and you jump up.
“hi! mr. bouchard, right?” you reach out your hand to shake and he takes it. his hand was cold and you felt a chill go down your spine. he doesn’t move, keeping your hand in place. you feel an uncomfortable prickling on the back of your neck.
“follow me.” he smiles and lets go of your hand. you follow into his office. he gestures to a chair in front of his desk. once you were both settled in, he looks over your file and gives you a once-over. “what made you want to work here?”
‘crushing loans’ “honestly, i’ve always wanted to work at a library! it’s very peaceful and i love to be surrounded by books, so when i saw the job listing, i knew i had to apply.” you smile.
he hums, “would you want to work with people or be down in the archives?”
you pause to think, ‘i’d rather work with people than a dingy basement, i guess…’ “i’d rather work with people. i’ve had a lot of-”
he interrupts you, “i’m glad to hear. do you have any other questions?”
‘are you married? do you date younger people?’ “i can’t think of anything right now.” you smile and shrug, sheepishly. he gives you an unnerving smile and you can feel your smile falter.
“you’re perfect.”
you rarely see him after that interview and the few times you do see him, it'll be glimpses of him leaving his office to meet the archival team or back.
in my mind, the day that like really sets him forward on persuing you would be like a one-on-one performance review or smth like that (im definitely not taking this from a fanfic i started and never finished or posted)
he listens to you talk about how much you love the job and get into your head to actually see what you mean... and what you mean is "i wanna fuck this guy". that piques his interest so he asks you the million dollar question.
"would you like to work in the archives? i think they could really use your skills down there." elias stares you down.
"sorry, what?" you were surprised at the offer. you hadn't said anything about wanting to work there, happy and content with your currect position and paycheck.
"of course, you would get a raise and a couple of other benefits, but i would love to work more closely with you (y/n)." he stands and moves in front of his desk, leaning against the table.
'more... closely....' your thoughts run wild as you feel heat creep up your cheeks. "i'm not sure how i could help, mr. bouchard." you wring your hands in your lap. elias leans down to grab your hands, softly. you feel his breath on your neck as he leans to whisper in your ear.
"please, love, call me elias."
need him!!!!
he kinda reminds me of william afton like when i think of boss willy i think of elias
except boss willy afton creep factor leans more to pervert while elias creep factor leans more into mysterious boss who also raises the hair on the back of your neck yk? iykyk as they say
anyway thats all i can think of rn bye :)
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trust
harleen quinzel x gn!reader
“are you sure this is a good idea?” you trail behind dr. quinzel. her fast steps rush into her office and she quickly shuts the door behind you.
“what do you mean?” she asks, playing innocent.
“don’t play dumb, doctor. are you sure it’s a good idea to trust the jo-” her eyes sharpen, and you stop yourself, “sorry, patient j.” she sighs, eyes softening. you watch as she almost collapses back into her chair.
“i don’t know, sweetheart. i really don’t.” she rests her elbows on her desk and buries her face in her hands.
“then, maybe call this off? if you don’t know if it’s a good idea…” you kneel next to her, stress pumping through your veins. the last thing you want is for your favorite coworker to go to prison for some lunatic.
“i know, it’s just…” she trails off, “all i know is that my dad needs the surgery to live, and we need money for the surgery. i can’t- i won’t lose my dad, (y/n).” dr. quinzel lifts her head and you see tears start to fall from her eyes. you pull her into a hug and she softly sobs into your shoulder.
“i’m sorry… i didn’t know you were having such a hard time.” you say, feeling tears roll down your face. you feel your heart tighten, knowing there wasn’t much you can do.
she lifts her head and wipes her tears, waving your worry off, “it’s okay, i never told you. what could you do? you make less than me, how could i ask you for money?” she sniffles before laughing softly, looking at the wet spot on your shoulder. silence fills the room and the gravity of the situation weighs on both of you. “you… you won’t tell anyone, right? you’ll keep it between us?” you look into her eyes and your heart beats faster.
“of course, i won’t tell anyone. your secret is safe with me.” you smile and dr. quinzel places a hand on your face, her eyes trail to your lips. you swallow. “it’s just… you’ll be careful, right? patient j isn’t a good person. he’s hurt a lot of people and… i don’t want you to be next, you know?” the warmth of her hand leaves your face as she turns away.
she sighs, “i know. honestly, i’m a little scared too, but i’ll be careful.” she turns back to you with a bright smile, “do you trust me?”
“always.” you grab your clipboard and get up.
“alrighty then, sweetheart, let’s get moving. we have patients to help.” she bumps her hip with yours. you both leave the office, unknowing of what’s to come.
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I swear not to bash other writers but so many yandere things I see are just like, oh a scene about y/n being tied up and told all their loved ones are gonna die and to stay with them forever yadda yadda... you just set down a whole ass concept for that il doc one and I love it
I think there’s an audience for any work, esp when it comes to something as deep as yanderes 🤔 I know some people really enjoy kidnapping scenarios and I would like to play around with the concept too tbh tbh. I think there’s some yan charas that would absolutely go for kidnapping (TWST Mal and a lot of the TokyoRev cast comes to mind LOL. For hypmic im not sure but my mind says Jyuto for sm reason. Maybe it’s the handcuffs AKDBDKD) but it’s not what I usually search for when I look up yandere fics.
My personal taste when it comes to yanderes is the more behind the scenes manipulative type? Two faced people who have that one object of affection in their life its just kenjjdjdnmdmkk YUMMYMYT. Charas like Ramu and Akechi already make my heart flutter normally but throw in an almost unhinged obsession into the mix? Be still my fleeting heart woe is me
That’s not to say I necessarily prefer the overly pleasing types, where they act ultra submissive despite being mega dangerous. I love the composed yet still domineering types who always have an air of danger to them that they won’t hesitate to show. Think p5’s Akiren or Hypmic’s Jakurai.
I also love delusional charas oh my gododorntndondkdndk. Mnsmdndkndkjcic. Msmskdndkneowiaosndksndoxbxobnwmwlj. I can’t phrase my thoughts on this correctly but it plays into my love of angst it’s so good soo good
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