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yxnderewrites · 3 months
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part 2/2 of a request!! :)
Yandere!Felix Catton Headcanons 🖤
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-you and felix had started to become friends in college, having a couple classes together and talking and becoming friends rather quickly. which you didn’t mind because of how difficult you heard it was making friends in college and with that, also surprised how quickly you both became close friends.
-so with that, felix invited you to travel up to the saltburn for the summer. with some hesitation from you because you both only knew each other for the year. with some convincing from him though, you agreed to stay with him and his family for the summer.
-once you arrived at the saltburn, everyone greeted you with felix standing right by your side the whole time. once you met everyone, felix led you up to what assumed to be your room for the summer. what felix failed to tell you though was that it was his room and you’re going to share his room with him.
-when you realized you would be sharing the room with felix, you insisted on having your own room/go in the guest room. felix then said they were full, you said how he was liar since the saltburn was huge, but he just said to let it go and that you were going to be sharing his room because he wanted you with him all the time since you were the one for him.
-the rest of felix’s family loved you though because of your personality and how felix had described you before they met you. and with that, felix had made sure that you were to stay with that, mainly for himself since he loved you in that way and only that way.
-whenever you would get angry at felix because of how restricting he felt towards you, he would switch it around sometimes against you. but he would sometimes be apologetic of his actions and apologize to you and beg for forgiveness from you. which you felt as if you had to or else you would be kicked out by felix and/or someone else in his family.
-so as the summer went by, you started to feel as if felix was isolating you from everyone else in the saltburn. you couldn’t even call your family because felix insisted that they were okay and they knew you weren’t going anywhere else throughout the summer.
-you started to get even more frustrated with felix and how overbearing he was started to get towards you and almost obsessive he was over you and how it just kept getting worse and worse. which was his plan from that start. it just being you and him for as long as possible.
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ghostgirl101 · 4 months
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Oliver Quick Being Obsessed With You Would Include...
A/N: Watched this recently and got too many ideas because it's what I do 😀 if you've got any requests for the Saltburn crew then drop them in my inbox and I'll get round to them. Have fun reading- just know that there are obviously spoilers for the Saltburn movie here, so if you haven't watched it, zip to the cinema and come back 😎 or don't.
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☓• It's hard to know where to start with Oliver... all I can say is that once you're in his sights, you're never getting out of them. Big never. Even if he has to wait years to get what he wants, he'll wait, and he will get it. And of course, the it we're talking about here is lucky you. So lucky you 🙃
☓• Say goodbye to your close friends and possibly your family if they're taking up too much of your time or happen to see through his harmless, quiet, normal act to something a lot darker and obsessive tainting his pure blue eyes every time they latch onto you. No one's managed to get in his way yet, and it stays that way.
☓• The first unknowing encounter with Oliver must have been somewhere around Oxford Uni, where you all go to and study. Maybe in the library, outside talking to friends - doing practically anything and making it look amazing and beautiful and something to be wanted above anything. He watches you a lot, a lot a lot, before you bump into each other, because the meeting has to be perfectly natural and it's his only chance to start things off on the right foot.
☓• Coincidences happen a lot and no one can be called out on them, because nothing seems to be wrong yet. You'll end up spending the majority of your time with him, maybe even without realising, whilst he finds out ways to know more about you and get closer to you. Oliver's not so good when it comes to talking about himself, telling you with one of his awkward but earnest half-smiles that he's not half as interesting, and so the conversation ends up steering back to you. From family life to friends, growing up, hobbies, favourite colour, tell him anything and everything. Because he won't forget a single thing.
☓• He's easy with where you want to go to hang out too, so long as he's there. You could just be talking with your friends in the nearby pub or at a party where the invite was extended to him as he's with you, or studying together at the library. Ignore the weird looks from Michael.
☓• But what Oliver prefers above all that is just being together and alone, maybe in your dorm room, or just out somewhere at a park or at the bridge, sitting and talking, opening yourself up more and more to him. This boy is an incredible listener. If your voice trails off when you become self-conscious of how much you're rambling, all you'll get in response is Oliver blinking out of his trance and giving you a calm smile and a shrug. "No, it's fine, I don't mind. Carry on."
☓• Number one supporter, naturally. Oliver tries to be the best friend and more, so hard, with you. He'll be anything you want and need him to be without you even having to mention it. Whatever club or team you're on, he'll give you a little wave and small grin from the sidelines... take a few pictures when you're not looking. For safekeeping.
☓• It can get more than a little frustrating for him when you're distracted by your other 'friends' at Oxford, even if it's something as small as looking over essay answers and revision notes with Farleigh. There's always a back-and-forth thing happening between those two, and so when Farleigh starts becoming friendly with you and outrightly mocking with Oliver, to you, all that will happen is Oliver giving him an unblinking, blank look that looks a touch too cold and repressive, before he ignores him. And that's all you'll ever know about it.
☓• If you happen to stick up for Oliver when someone brings up how different and odd he is, a bit awkward to talk to and a cheapskate or whatever, he'll never get over it. You stuck up for him. That just proves that he was right about you, from the second his dark gaze latched onto your unknowing self just a few weeks ago. He was right. You're... perfect.
☓• There's so much good about Oliver, that if you ever hear anything different, it's hard to actually believe it. It's just Farleigh causing trouble, or gossip that has gotten out of hand again, not actual hints of something deeper bubbling beneath the surface. Oliver would never watch you outside your dorm room at night, what are they on about? And when Oliver hears of them too, or gets the worries out of you when he instantly notices that something's up, he'll act as effortlessly, convincingly confused as you are. If there's the slightest bit of proof in the accusation, he'll cover it up with a flawless explanation that swerves away from him and onto someone else within a second, while still seeming without grudges towards anyone. "You shouldn't listen to them, they're just trying to get in your head. Or maybe they want you for themself or something. I mean, I can understand that. Completely."
☓• You will eventually notice just how clingy Oliver can get when he seems to be everywhere around you, and you might be looking for a moment to yourself. If you gently bring it up, he'll reluctantly go on the promise that you'll text him back, which gives him time to change tactics. He will go as far as saying someone in his family died, or as small as admitting that the isolation from everyone who is so different to him in this place makes him feel a bit broken up. Maybe he should leave? And you, being you, encourage him to stay on and hang out with you and your friends, and boom, his back in.
☓• It's so easy for Oliver to subtly manipulate his surroundings and its people. Everyone, except for you. With you, the manipulation comes in seemingly natural events, nothing too forward. Because what he likes the most is you coming to him with whatever, problems, thoughts, feelings. Then he's done his job, and everything else that will build up a beautiful, beautiful relationship, will slip into place for him.
☓• Again, everything has to be perfect, and it will be. Maybe your first kiss with him is on your birthday, or out somewhere nice as a treat with some other rich friends. Or it's just you two having a movie marathon or pulling an all-nighter. Every time, he'll inch closer with little sweet, honest lines spoken in a calm, low tone, his eyes locked with yours and scarcely blinking. "Do you know how loveable you are?" "I think that your smile is something to live for." "I never want to be without you."
☓• Oliver will edge closer and closer, holding hands, brushing your hair back from your face when you're reading with a tender touch, meeting your eye and not letting go until you smile in bashful amusement and look away. He'll meet you outside all your classes and bring you your favourite drinks and study notes that he got from his work, so that you never fail an exam. Oliver's a lifesaver, one of your closest friends, someone who's always there for you to be whatever you need whenever you need. A great comforter, supporter, study buddy, moral support, you name it. He created and adapted himself to be boyfriend material especially for you, and so it happens, and he's won, like he knew he did the second he saw you. Now he can be as clingy and overly affectionate and outwardly obsessive as he wants, all day, all night, tirelessly. And don't think he won't.
☓• Straight-up, he's a starer. And I mean starer when you think you're alone in your room, starer when you were with a fling or someone you might have been interested in before... before Oliver worked his magic behind the scenes. Now it's a lot easier to, when you're in a relationship, because he can pass off his staring as something romantic, which it kind of is, without the dangerous obsessiveness lacing it. You'll look up from your phone or wake up in the night to see Oliver's eyes on you in wonder and something else you can't quite place, before you smile and ask him what it is. It's always the same answer with the same soft, adoring smirk that manages to make your cheeks flush with colour and smile back. It's not 'nothing.' It's always, just, "You."
☓• Once he's got things how he wanted them, if anything tries to ruin it, they will have literal hell to pay. He did not come this far for nothing. It's an agonising process of waiting and being patient so he wouldn't scare you off, getting gradually and naturally closer to this point. So whether it's Farleigh telling his tales or playing off his tricks, or someone else pointing out the unobvious obvious, good luck to them, because one of his special coincidences will fall right onto their heads.
☓• And if, by a twisted turn of events, you walk into one of Oliver's schemes, and see flecks of his true, darker self and violent, delusional side unearthed from his usually calm and easy way, he'll beg you with racking tears and heaving breaths and literal vomit to stay. He'll do anything, just as he has been doing anything, for you. What he's saying and doing is suddenly terrifying, and whether or not you want to accept him as freely is your choice, but if not, Oliver won't go away. He'll wait some more if you manage to escape his grasp this time. See you in a few years as an adult, maybe. When you're vulnerable in different ways and water's gone under the bridge. He'll slip right back into your life like he was always meant to be there, with his earnest, devoting praise and comfort and support, and that's Oliver Quick's life come back together yet again, with you lost at its centre. Trapped.
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dropitpunk · 4 months
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oliver quick being obsessed with you
tw: dark nsfw, saltburn's oliver quick x gn!reader, dubcon kissing, blackmailing, stalking, cheating (you're felix's partner), sexual themes, voyeurism, he's a creepy lil dude overall.
when he first saw you, you were sitting on felix's lap. a long arm wrapped loosely around your waist, lips stuffing promises into your ears and a coy smile plastered on your face. you looked happy, satisfied to be with felix.
he paid attention to you and to felix, how you would smooth out your hair and clothes countless times before seeing him, hiding behind a wall so he wouldn't see even the smallest flaw in your appearance.
you were all smiles around felix, squeezing his biceps when he made a joke, hearts swimming in your eyes after he kissed you. you didn't even let your smile falter when felix told you for the third time that week that he was too busy to hang out.
you looked fake, or perhaps insecure to be around someone that stole the spotlight every single time, and oliver was interested in how to break your facade.
oliver wanted to change everything in you, make things so messy and confusing you just wouldn't be around felix anymore.
befriending felix was easy when he had so much information on his life, on your life. he knew what to say to make felix intrigued, to enter his circle of friends in a way felix wouldn't be able to get him out.
getting to you was just the next natural step.
you were friendly when your boyfriend introduced oliver to you at the library, curious enough about the new friend that felix was so interested in.
you smiled at him, almost the same way you smiled at felix, and oliver could feel his stomach burn, breath quickening in desire.
"it's nice to finally meet you! i don't know what took so long." you glanced at felix as you shook hands with oliver, not seeming to notice his fingers lingering on your skin longer than the usual person would.
"you're just a busy person, it seems." oliver smiled back, sitting in front of you and felix.
oliver knew you were having relationship issues. you weren't busy, he watched you from the window in your room enough to know you kept your phone by your side at all times, just waiting for felix to call you, to invite you to anything.
"it seems so." you answered, forcing a happy face again, poor concealed resentment all over your pretty features.
of course, felix didn't notice, he didn't notice anything about you. not like oliver did, anyway.
he didn't notice the way you tapped your fingers on the page of your book before turning it, how your eyes seemed to cling onto every word, trying to memorize it. the first buttons of your shirt were open, a necklace with the first letter of your name over your soft skin.
oliver's eyes were locked in for a moment, imagining tugging on it to make you kiss him. or maybe he would pull you closer by your thighs, your legs were just restless under the table. you crossed and uncrossed them over and over again, and oliver wished he was sitting in felix's place so he could make you calm, let a hand wander on your inner thighs and ask you what was making you anxious.
perhaps it was the story you were reading, he knew that was your favorite book, you had quotes of it on the walls in your room. oliver bought the book and read it in two days so he could ask you about it, make you talk to him with your melodic voice.
but the more oliver looked at you, the less he wanted to interrupt your reading.
oliver knew he wasn't good at pretending not to look, so it didn't come as a surprise when you seemed to be embarrassed under his attention. eyes darting between him and felix with confusion, your lips parted with questions at the tip of your tongue, but oliver was quicker.
he silenced you with a finger in his mouth, smiling as if you two now shared a secret. you frowned, but didn't say anything, going back to your book with a gulp.
that was the moment oliver knew he could have you, he just needed planning.
but keeping a straight plan was so hard with you looking so beautiful.
he followed you to your dorm every night, making sure you were safe and everything was fine before he took his place at the tree next to your window. you were always too distracted to notice, writing about felix in your diary and then ripping the pages, dancing to the music in your record player or having a hand down your underwear.
the last seemed more common to you now that you didn't have felix's undivided attention.
oliver knew your routine, you would drop your bag on the floor, sighing away your problems and then sit on your bed, touching your neck, your chest, your stomach, licking your lips before opening your legs a little and taking your pants off. oliver allowed himself to open his zipper, touching his bulge over his boxers, almost tasting your skin on his tongue.
he would bite his fingers so the only thing he could hear was your moans, your breath heavier as you got closer to your climax. he wanted to cum with you, so he held the base of his cock until you were arching your back off the bed, fingers moist from your release.
his cum would paint the walls of your dorm, blood pooling on his tongue from how hard he would bite it to restrain himself.
oliver watched you until you fell asleep, then he would open your window and hear your soft snores. he would take your hand carefully and lick each one of your fingers, swearing he could still taste how sweet you were. he would kiss your cheek and play with your hair as a boyfriend would, touching the fading marks felix left on your skin.
"soon enough i'm gonna be laying with you right here, my dear." he patted your bed, smelling the sheets and smiling to himself.
the only thing that wasn't according to plan was the perfect opportunity falling right onto his lap.
"i don't know what to do anymore, he just won't talk to me and tell me what i did wrong." you came to him one afternoon, face all droopy and pouty, eyes glistening with tears and flushed cheeks.
oliver's heart ached for you, eyes traveling over your trembling hands and disheveled appearance. you were desperate, and your only solution to fix things with felix was to ask for help from his new best friend.
"i don't know what i can do to help you." oliver needed to know more, to have you more docile, more pliant. you almost started to cry again and he put a hand on your shoulder, trying to encourage you.
"i just... it's been weeks of felix avoiding me and it's only getting worse. i think he's going to break up with me." your lower lip trembled and you almost lost oliver's attention from your eyes. he smiled, feigning a gentleness that wasn't all there at that moment.
"where should we talk about this?"
"we can go to my room." right where he wanted. your eyes were full of hope, looking at him as if he was the savior of your relationship.
your knees were touching and that was all oliver could think about, he had to concentrate twice as hard on your lips to actually understand what you were saying about felix but that was just worse.
you were too preoccupied to notice his body getting closer to yours, his absent nodding being more frequent and his glossed over eyes studying your form.
"i could really talk to him, you know. make him listen to you." oliver just said the obvious, what you wanted to hear, but that seemed to be enough to bring you relief.
"really?! but isn't it gonna be too on his face?" you worried and he shrugged.
"i can be discreet, he won't even know you asked." you nodded at his words, trusting and too afraid of a break up to even question the honesty in his tone. he wouldn't talk to felix, he didn't care.
"but i need you to do something for me."
"of course... anything." you were too grateful and that was naive.
"give me a kiss." oliver smiled.
you stood up, betrayal all over your face, "how could you ask me that? are you out of your mind?"
"it's a simple wish, really." he made himself comfortable in your bed, watching your every move. you were suddenly self aware and aware of his presence, a chill ran down your spine.
"you want me to tell felix that you were cheating on him with his best mate in your room?"
"you're crazy, i would never do that. i have a boyfriend." barely, oliver wanted to say and be cruel to you.
"what? i didn't..." you got as away from him as you could, your back hitting the wall as he stood up, taking slow steps towards you.
he smiled at you and you shivered, his cologne making you dizzy. he cornered you with his body after cornering you with his words, you had no way of escaping.
"he wouldn't believe you." you said meekly.
"you know that's not true," he whispered in your ear, caressing your face with the back of his hand, enjoying your soft skin under his fingertips. "you're not on good terms and rumors spread quickly around here."
you could feel his breath on your face, blue eyes overtaken by dilated pupils, full lips pouting a little to mirror your expression. you pushed at his chest, weak and uncertain, his voice penetrating your psyche.
felix didn't like you as much anymore, it was too easy for him to use that as an excuse to break up with you.
you closed your eyes, feeling oliver kiss your forehead and temple, lips dragging all over your face before hovering over your mouth.
"always knew you were smart," he murmured.
a hand behind your neck made your lips touch, your arms falling limp on your sides. his lips were soft, the kiss starting slow until his tongue was exploring your mouth, messy and eager. his other hand went to your waist, bringing you closer and closer and your only option was to hold onto his shoulders.
he was strong, firm, and kissed you like it was the last thing he was ever going to do.
his hand squeezed your waist, stopping at the curve of your ass, fingers resting under your shirt. he tugged at your hair, making you gasp, and smirked against your mouth.
he kissed you until you were panting heavy, stomach clenching against your will, not so concerned about your boyfriend anymore.
all according to plan.
a/n: this is mild but his yandere potential is crazy. i also love barry keoghan.
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bandaidsonmyknee · 3 months
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I’ll love you as much as Oliver loves Felix 💕
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wastingprompts · 3 months
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so, I'm never eager to watch whatever people is talking about (reality: haven't been watching shit) so I just learned the jacob elordi's bathwater scene and to be honest I legit had already thought of writing a story in which the yandere does that shit 💀 I don't know the context in the movie but really obviously the yandere would do that bc he is nasty and obsessed with his darling
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holyghostbelle · 3 months
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CALL THE SHOTS
the last part.
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TW:DUBCON? DARK!OLIVER(it's literally him though so idk)slight reader x felix, but also oliver pinning over felix because no ones mentioning that??? reader and Oliver lowkey hate each other I guess. I wouldn't even consider this as an x reader tbh. minors dni or ill sleep with your dad requests are open !! Omg, i don't know if you're gonna hate me for this ending but i wanted to keep it as close to what i think would realistically happen, like no yandere shit. also this is not proof read im sorry. my master list
2022, fifteen years later. 
“He's dead! Oh gosh, he's dead, please come to Saltburn quickly. I don't think I can be alone” Elspeth trembles on the phone, her hands shaking with vigour, tears running down her cheeks. Just mere moments after the ambulance had left with her husband, she had suddenly felt stifled in her seat, the last one left. 
You flee from Paris, fashion week can wait, Elspeth who had become more of your mother over the past years , more deserving of attention than clothes. With only a sea between you. 
“Oh darling, Duncan has set up your room for you, I'm so glad you're here!” she smiles at you, her hair significantly shorter since you last saw her, she wears a button up shirt along with a pair of loose fitting blue jeans and a embroidered shaman jacket. 
“How are you holding up?” you ask, voicing concern. 
She smiles, nodding as her face drops down. You pull her in for a hug, she grasps you tightly and you smell her expensive perfume. 
“Cup of tea?” 
"Thank you, Elspeth. A cup of tea sounds perfect," you reply. 
As she has someone prepare the tea in the  kitchen, you glance around Saltburn. Flowers wilting and the familiar sights bring back memories of laughter, hot sunny days, drunken ramblings to felix. It's hard to believe that just hours ago, everything seemed normal.
The silence is heavy,
"I don't know how to go on without him," Elspeth admits, her eyes welling up with fresh tears. You reach for her hand, offering a reassuring squeeze.
"I'm here for you, Elspeth. Whatever you need," you assure her, feeling the gravity of the situation sinking in.
As the days turn into weeks after the funeral you manage to convince Elspeth to rent a small flat further in town, so you can return to Paris until summer.
Elspeth reluctantly agrees, and you find a quiet little place not far from the town centre, you help her move, shopping round antique stores for furniture that seemed more homely and lived in. 
And suddenly Oliver is at saltburn again. Your really not sure what happened, one minute your back in paris for the summer, back to writing articles about the hottest shoes or sex tips for the older women and then Elspeth is calling you about finding oliver in a local cafe not far from her home , and she sends you a video of him saying hi over facebook messenger, he's still tidy, neat but that nerdish boy look is gone and instead the shadow of a more important man. You wonder if he still smokes, you wonder if he still drinks, you wonder if he still thinks about that night before venetia died. 
So you head back to Saltburn, wondering what fifteen years made of oliver. 
“No husband then?” Oliver peers down at your ringless hand. 
“We got a divorce, no wife?” you stare at him, your lips pressed together careful not to smudge your Chanel lipstick. 
He shakes his head and smiles eyes taking the whole of you in, he notes the lack of smudged eyeshadow and mascara.“ you haven't aged a bit, your hairs shorter but you haven't aged”
“It's called filler Oliver” you sigh,”where Elspeth?”you ask.
“oh, she's fallen ill, it's all happened very quickly, i'm surprised you didn't hear, lung cancer” 
“Oh fuck” you drop your bag on the marble floor, clutching your head. “ It's just a Catton curse really isn't it?” you smile and Oliver wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling you in for a short hug.
“Come on, she wants to speak to you.”
“Darling, they say I've only got two months” Elspeth smiles, her hair forming a halo around her head in the bed, she coughs and then takes your hand into her own. “ I want you to have the Saltburn estate.”
“Elspeth , i can't” your eyes tear up at the thought of her gone, and you sitting in your loneliness of the big house, “really, i can't”
“oh darling shush’ she hushes at you, her eyes gazing over your own, oliver stands uncomfortably in the back, “it would've been yours anyway, i always thought you and Felix would marry, i know you loved him”
“Elspeth” 
“I'm not daft, i saw the way he looked at you too, ever since you came home for break when you were eight years old, i just knew” 
“I-god i miss him, it's been so long”
“ i know, i know” 
you smooth her hand with your own, nodding “okay fine, i'll take it.”
She smiles and grips your hand with all her strength. You look at Oliver, his face stoic.
Papers are signed, and then somehow, Elspeth's breathing tube is pulled out of her, by an insolent nurse, there's no lawsuit, you leave her at peace, her rock at the bottom of the lake with the rest of the Cattons and now your not sure what to do with the house. Stuck wandering the halls passing by Oliver, you want him to leave but you don't want to be left with the staff all alone, so you let him stay. 
Elspeth's room is still filled with medical supplies. Your bank account is filled with hundreds of millions, untouched.
You're called into the Main room of the house by Oliver, you look around waiting for him to appear but  suddenly there's a  sharp pain in your abdomen that grows and grows until it’s an unbearable pain, you wince. Looking up to meet Oliver's eyes. 
He unsheathes the knife from your body and clutches at your wound. Red seeps like spilled wine. 
“Shit, i-fuck.” he hands flail pushing into your wound, you scratch at the pressure. 
“Call someone Oliver, fuck that really hurts”
“Duncan! Duncan!” Oliver screams,his head cocks to the side. “ oh, he's not here.” his eyes darken and you're taken back to the night he kissed you for the first time, the way he looked at you like you didn't even exist.
“What?” you question, you feel woozy and try to anchor your hands behind you as you fall to the floor. But he hinders your movements.
“Don't you want to see felix?”he asks, eyes darkening. 
You shake your head, “No, I- i want to stay here, what are you doing?”
Oliver's eyes flicker, a mixture of pain and resentment. He continues to apply pressure to your wound, desperately trying to stop the flow of crimson escaping from your body.
“No you don't, just let go”
"what," you gasp, your breaths becoming shallower ”t-he fuck are you talking about”
Oliver's expression twists. His grip on the knife tightens, his knuckles turning white.
With each passing moment, the room seems to close in, the air thickening with tension. Your vision blurs, and you struggle to focus on Oliver's face.
“Please Oliver, you're gonna let me die?”
Oliver's gaze softens momentarily, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. He glances around the room as if searching for an escape from the harsh reality closing in.
"Maybe it's too late," he murmurs, more to himself than to you. "Maybe I can't change who I've become."
Desperation fills the room as the seconds tick away, your life slipping through the cracks. Oliver's hands tremble as he clings to the last shreds of hope.
In a final plea, you whisper, "what you've become?oh my god "your head pulls back and you feel yourself slipping.
The room falls into a heavy silence as realisation settles into you. 
“Did you kill him” 
He looks up at your face, stroking your cheek with the back of his hand, you taste the bitter metal from your blood. Eyes flickering down at your wound, his hand still pressing into it with the knife in his grip.
“Marry me and I'll let you live,” he asks. 
“Huh?”you shake in his hold.
“Marry me and I'll let you live, gotta make the decision now though, or I'll let you bleed out here.”
“Oh my god you're insane ” your bloody hand reaches for Oliver's face, you push it with all your force blood coating over his eyelashes making it harder to see, you stumble to the oak table in front of you, grabbing the candelabra attempting to smash it over his head. He rolls away, tackling your body, and you notice the adrenaline has kicked in because you manage to kick at his crotch. He winces in pain. And hits the floor to the side of you. You stare at him.
“What the fuck do you want” you shake your head at him. 
“I want to marry you.” 
You shake your head, “no you don't”
“i want the house” 
“Oh my god” you laugh,” call a fucking ambulance Oliver”
He looks at you , as you clutch and your wound, he pulls his phone out of his pocket and rings for an ambulance.
a/n; im sorry if this is an underwhelming ending, but like I have no clue how to end fics and I thought this was just middle fitting.
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Twilight characters dating islamic reader
hot chocolate (bella swan x fem!reader)
undying love (paul lahote x fem!vampire!reader)
dating headcanons (jacob black x imprint!human!reader)
Harry Potter↴
coming soon...
Raya and the Last Dragon ↴
Dating Namaari would include..
My hero academia ↴
I won't let anyone hurt you! (Bakugou x reader)
Onward ↴
Ian Lightfoot having a crush on you would include..
Gravity Falls ↴
Cuddling with Dipper Pines HC’s
Perfect. (Dipper Pines x shy!reader)
Love languages with Gravity Falls characters
Jealous HC's with Gravity Falls characters
Dipper Pines│Fluff Alphabet
The Basketball Diaries ↴
Dating Jim Carroll would include...
Dawn of the Planet of the Apes↴
Dating Blue eyes would include...
Blue eyes│Fluff Alphabet
Peter Pan 2003↴
Dating Peter Pan would include...
Peter pan being obsessed with you would include...
Vis a Vis (Locked Up)↴
Vis a Vis characters dating headcanons
Turning Red↴
Dating Ming Lee would include..
My Little Pony ↴
my MLP headcanons!
Lego Ninjago movie ↴
Dating Jay Walker would include...
Lego Ninjago characters as eye color wallpaper (tik tok trend)
Lego Friends (Friends: Girls on a Mission) ↴
Lego Friends characters and their sexuality HC's
Lego Friends dating HC's
8 mile ↴
Cuddling with Jimmy Smith Jr HCs
Dating Jimmy Smith Jr would include..
Don’t worry (Jimmy Smith Jr x reader)
Touchstarved B-rabbit x touchstarved reader hc’s
The Collector↴
Dating Arkin O’Brien would include...
Rise of the Guardians↴
Dating Jack Frost would include...
DATING HEADCANONS WITH BUNNYMUND FROM RISE OF THE GUARDIANS
Team Fortress 2 ↴
Dating Scout/Jeremy would include...
Inception ↴
Dating Robert Fischer would include..
Robert Fischer│Fluff alphabet
His guardian angel.
Chain the Night. (Robert Fischer x reader)
American Pie ↴
Dating American pie characters would include...
The Devil All the Time↴
Yandere TDATT characters being in love with you would include…
The Treasure Planet ↴
coming soon...
IT 2017↴
your lips, my lips. apocalypse. (henry bowers x reader)
Saltburn ↴
game 00.1 (felix catton x reader)
Rampage 2018 ↴
Dating Harvey Russell would include..
WRECK - IT RALPH ↴
Dating Sergeant Calhoun would include...
PEN15 ↴
Dating PEN15 characters would include...
SAW ↴
coming soon...
The Batman 2022↴
coming soon...
Fate: The Wings Saga↴
coming soon...
After↴
coming soon...
Actors/Celebrity ↴
Dating male celebrities would include...
Cillian Murphy
Fluff alphabet  
‘Morning’   
Electric touch
Dating Cillian Murphy would include..
Elizabeth Olsen
Dating Elizabeth Olsen would include..
Beautiful 
Sam Worthington
coming soon...
Britain Dalton
coming soon...
Alex Høgh Andersen
Alex Høgh Andersen│Fluff alphabet
Robert Pattinson
coming soon...
Eminem
Dating Eminem would include...
DISNEY/PIXAR/DISNEY CHANNEL and OTHER CARTOONS ↴
Dating PJ Duncan would include..
Disney characters as boyfriends/girlfriends
Disney princesses and their sexualities, my headcanons
Disney/Pixar characters dating hc’s
love headcanons for the great prince | bambi
cinnamon girl (frozen 2 elsa x northuldra reader)
puck and pirouette (inside out 2 riley andersen x fem!reader)
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ae-neon · 4 months
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Felix Catton is a manic pixie dream boy and Oliver Quick is the yandere in love with him
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shadybreadsoul · 3 months
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I love him. I love him, not—Oliver Quick
I just watched Saltburn, and despite the hype around its cast and premise, I'm left with mixed feelings?
Was Oliver genuinely into Felix, or was it just about chasing wealth and status? Saltburn seems to be a symbolic mashup of Oliver's desire to become Felix and his fascination with the Catton family's high-society lifestyle.
I can't help but wonder if Oliver would bother with the Cattons if they were just an average family. His apparent disinterest in his own family, despite their love, stands in stark contrast to his obsession with the Cattons.
The shift in Oliver's feelings for Felix, moving from infatuation to a Yandere "If I can't have him, no one will" mindset, adds an intriguing layer to the story. When Felix finds out about Oliver's lies and rejects him, it seems to be a turning point for Oliver's motivations.
And that ending—Saltburn in Oliver's hands through Elspeth's signature—leaves me questioning the extent of Oliver's manipulations. Is this his way of finally achieving his goal of becoming Felix?
While Saltburn had the potential for a gripping thriller, the lack of character depth, especially in Oliver, held it back...
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ghostgirl101 · 5 months
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Hands up for Oliver Quick fanfics.. ✋😏
For those of you who don't know, watch Saltburn in cinemas neow- Ollie's the definition of freaky-ass obsessive yandere... and I got some ideas for writing so if ykykyk
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EDIT: Here's the first batch of headcanons :)
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