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Video Game Masterlist

Stardew Valley/Harvest Moon/Story of Seasons:

Platonic Linus x Reader (fluff)

Shane x Reader HCs [smut]

Fluffy and Smutty HCs (Shane, Maru) (fluff) [smut]

Hand Holding & First Kisses HCs (Gray) (fluff)

Yandere HCs (Dirk, Mistle) {dark}

Fallout 4:

Chubby!Reader x Hancock (fluffy) [smut]

Parental!Hancock and Shaun HCs

Reader x Sturges Muscle Kink [smut]

Reader x Nick Valentine Fingering [smut]

Reader x Hancock Fingering [smut]

Shy! Reader Hinting at Sex HCs (Danse, Gage, Hancock, MacCready) [smut]

Male! Reader x Nick Valentine Testing Out a New Upgrade [smut]

Love Letter Event: Sturges

Devil May Cry:

Alpha!Vergil x Omega!Reader Heat [smut]

Vergil x FemDom!Reader x Dante (Collars, Cock Cages) [smut]

Stuck in the Wall Kink (Reaper, Michael Myers, Dante, Xanxus) [smut]

Dante x Reader (Pegging, Implied Fem!Dom) [smut]

Nico x Enby!Reader Admiring Skills [smut]

Virgin!Reader x Dante First Time Touching HCs [smut]

Demigirl!Reader x Virgil [smut]

Super Mario:

Fem!Reader x Bowser Smut HCs [smut]

Fem!Reader x Princess Boo Exploring Castle [smut]

Fem!Reader x Princess Peach Day Date [smut]

Reader x Bowser Marriage HCs [smut]

Dead by Daylight/Slashers:

Wraith:

Wraith Stalking Reader {dark}

Invisible Sex with Reader {Outdoor Sex, Invisible Sex) [smut]

Goth!Mexican!Reader x Wraith HCs (fluff) [smut]

Shy!Reader HCs (fluff)

Goth!Mexican!Reader x Hallow Blighted!Wraith HCs [smut]

Huntress:

Huntress x Chubby!Reader (Mind Break, Mommy Kink) [smut] {dark}

Mine: Huntress x Reader [smut]

Male!Reader Breeding Kink (Non-Con, Kidnapping) [smut] {dark}

Legion:

NSFW Alphabet HCs Legion (Frank): S, T, V [smut]

Knotting HCs (Frank, Joey, Susie, Julie) [smut]

Fem!Reader Getting Fucked into the Ground (Frank) (Dubcon, Humiliation) [smut] {dark}

Doctor:

Hysteria: Doctor x Reader (Non Con, Stalking) [smut] {dark}

Male!Reader x Doctor (Urethral Play, Electrostimulation) [smut]

Overstimulated!Reader x Doctor [noncon, forced orgasms}

Blight:

Blight x Reader (Non Con, Drugging) [smut] {dark}

Jason Voorhees:

Jason Voorhees x Reader [smut] (fluff)

Michael Myers:

Michael Myers x Reader [smut] {dark}

Ghostface:

Reader Giving the Best Blow Job Ever [smut]

Dom Male!Reader x Ghostface Fucking in the Middle of a Trail [smut]

Trapper:

Tentacles for Legs (Non-Con, Bondage) [smut]

Breeding HCs [smut]

Nurse:

Male!Reader Getting a Hand Job [smut]

Reader Good at Reading Body Language HCs (fluff)

Amanda Young/Pig:

Fucking Fem!Reader with Strap On (Non-Con) [smut] {dark}

Hillbilly:

Cock Warming HCs [smut]

Deathslinger:

Gun Play with Male!Reader (Gun Play, Weapon Play) [smut]

Afro-American-Japanese!Reader x Deathslinger NSFW HCs [chasing, biting]

Jake Park:

Clingy!Reader x Jake [smut] (fluff)

Jeff Johnson:

Commission: In The Woods - Reader x Jeff Johnson [smut]

Trickster:

Photographer!Gay!Reader HCs [smut, knife kink, blood kink]

Male!Reader x Trickster Escaping at a Cost HCs [smut]

Dom Male! Reader x Trickster [smut]

Therapist!Reader x Trickster Falling for a Murderer {dark}

The Boy/Brahms Heelshire:

Mother May I: Reader x Brahms Heelshire [mommy kink, bondage]

Flower Prompt: Hawthorne

Collections/Other:

Slasher Defending Chubby!Reader (Wraith, Michael Myers)

Period Sex HCs (Michael Myers, Bubba Sawyer, Brahms Heelshire, Jason Voorhees) [smut]

Stuck in the Wall Kink (Reaper, Michael Myers, Dante, Xanxus) [smut]

Smut Scenarios (Michael Myers, Brahms Heelshire, Frank Morrison) (Noncon, Torture) [smut] {dark}

Mask (Halloween Prompt): Michael Myers x Reader (Murder, Character Death) {dark}

Chasing Reader HCs Part 1 (Michael Myers, Trapper, Clown, Ghostface) [smut] {dark}

Chasing Reader HCs Part 2 (Plague, Pyramid Head, Legion, Pig) [smut] {dark}

Eating Out Hooked Survivor HCs Part 1 (Leatherface, Deathslinger, Legion) [smut] {dark}

Eating Out Hooked Survivor HCs Part 2 (Ghostface, Wraith, Hillbilly) [smut] {dark}

Eating Out Hooked Survivor HCs Part 3 (Blight, Trapper) [smut] {dark}

Oviposition HCs (Trapper, Wraith, Huntress, Spirit) [smut]

Oviposition HCs (Male Killers) [smut]

Period Sex HCs (Legion, Ghostface, Pyramid Head, Trapper) [smut]

Shy!Reader Hinting at Sex HCs (Ghostface, Legion, Trapper) [smut]

Ghostface and Daughter!Reader Adopting Frank (fluff)

Mute!Reader HCs (Ghostface, Legion, Doctor, Leatherface) {dark}

Catching Reader Masturbating HCs (David, Dwight, Trapper, Ghostface) [smut]

Reader Catching People Masturbating (Dwight, Jake, Ace, Felix) [smut]

Killer!Reader Never Killing Before HCs (Trapper, Deathslinger, Oni) {dark}

Sex Noise and Face HCs (Laurie, Yui, David, Jeff) [smut]

Shy!Reader Sex Scenarios (Ace, Felix, Jeff, Feng) [smut]

Shy!Touch Starved!Reader HCs (Jane, Ash, Huntress, Freddy) (sluff)

Trying to Distract the Killers (Nurse, Michael, Spirit, Pyramid Head) [implied smut]

Jeff Johansen x Reader x Legion Staying Warm (Frank) [smut]

Male!Reader Knocking Out Killers (Hillbilly, Cannibal, Oni)

Reader Leaving Bloody Handprints (Legion, Doctor, Trapper) (fluff)

Alternative!Reader HCs (Legion, Wraith, Huntress, Doctor)

Reader with new Swimsuit (Wraith, Legion, Felix, Jeff) [implied smut]

Stuck in the Wall HCs (Pyramid Head, Nemesis) [smut]

Caught Thinking Dirty Thoughts HCs (Michael Myers, Pinhead, Trapper, Ghostface) [implied smut]

Reader x Look-See Short Smut Scenario [smut, character death]

Making Out with Crush During a Trial (Trapper, Pig, Trickster) [sexual situations]

Period Sex HCs (Freddy Kruger, Pinhead, Nemesis, Trickster) [smut]

Reader in a Wedding Dress HCs (Legion, Ghostface, Trickster) [implied smut]

Shy!Reader Dirty Thoughts HCs (Dwight, Jeff, Steve, Leon) [implied smut]

Reader Caught in Provocative Positions HCs (Trapper, Shape, Nemesis, Pinhead) [smut]

Male!Reader Having a Prostate Orgasm (Trapper, Blight, Oni) [smut]

Wet Dream HCs (Trapper, Michael Myers, Pig, Ghostface) [smut]

Stuck in a Wall Kink HCs (Ghostface, Blight, Pinhead) [smut]

Jealous of People Getting Too Close HCs (Ghostface, Trapper, Wesker) [smut]

Shy!Reader Getting Seduced (Feng, Meg, Mikaela, Nea) [smut]

Reader Who Loves to Tease HCs (Nurse, Plague) [implied smut]

Bendy and the Ink Machine:

Platonic HCs (Bendy) (fluff)

Fire Emblem:

A/B/O HCs (Claude, Felix, Caspar, Linhardt)

A/BO HCs (Edelgard, Dorothea, Ingrid, Mercedes)

Character Thoughts (Hector, Eliwood, Mathew, Lyn, Raven)

Reader x Hubert (soft, comfort)

Figuring Things Out (Implied ABO Reader x Claude x Yuri X Felix) (fluff)

Danganronpa:

Character Thoughts (Mondo Owada)

Character Thoughts (Kiyotaka Ishimaru)

Poly Ishimaru x Reader x Owada Non-Despair AU (fluff)

Mondo x Yasuhiro Bondage [smut]

Reader x Hiyoko Japanese Festival (fluff)

Reader x Kazuichi Soda Flower Prompt: Pansy

Reader x Sayaka Maizono First Date HCs (fluff)

Reader x Mahiru Koizumi First Time HCs [smut]

Male!Reader x Junko Pegging [smut]

Love Letter Event: Mikan

Pokémon:

Professor Kukui at the Beach [NSFW]

Shall We Date? Obey Me!:

Making Comments on Plus Size!Reader's Weight HCs (hurt/comfort) (Mammon, Levi, Asmo, Beel) (fluff) {angst}

Insecure!Reader x Mammon (fluff, emotional) [smut]

Reader Not Used to Hanging with Boys HCs (fluff)

Reader Flashing Boobs HCs (Mammon, Beel, Barbatos, Asmo, Simeon, Diavolo) [implied smut]

Mass Effect:

Diplomat!Reader x Adrien Victus HCs (fluff)

Reader x Thane Krios Finding a Cure (fluff)

Skyrim:

Reader x Veezera Surviving (fluff)

Resident Evil:

Jealous HCs (Chris, Claire, Jill, Leon)

Shy! Reader x Leon Having a Quickie [smut]

Autistic! Reader x Jill Meltdown Comfort HCs

Twisted Wonderland:

Reader x Lilia Flower Prompt: Hawthorne [smut]

Just a Nip: Part One {dark}

Just a Nip: Part Two {dark}

Just a Nip: Part Three [smut] {dark}

Recovering Together: Heartslabyal

Recovering Together: Savanaclaw

Recovering Together: Octavinelle

Recovering Together: Scarabia

Recovering Together: Pomefiore

Recovering Together: Ignihyde

Recovering Together: Diasomnia

Code: Realize:

Spending a Snowy Day Together HCs (Impey, Lupin, Van Helsing, Saint-Germain, Frankenstein) (fluff)

NSFW HCs (Impey, Lupin, Van Helsing, Saint-Germain, Frankenstein, Guinevere) [smut]

#masterlist #video game masterlist

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inklore · 3 years

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this blog is strictly multifandom, but that does not mean that i don’t play favorites for certain fandoms/characters. so there will most definitely be more writings for certain characters and fandoms.

requests: are closed, but thots are always welcome!

in no way shape or form should minors be interacting with anything on or posted to this blog. this is an 18+ space. anon hate and celebrity discourse also has no place here, so please respect that. if you are racist, homophobic, bigoted, zionist, islamphobic, judgmental to what people enjoy writing/reading, can’t depict fiction from real life, you will be blocked.

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞…

rpf, necrophilia, incest, pregnancy, daddy/little play, age play, spitting, kitten, bimbo!reader, foot fetish, animal play, race play, watersports, underage scenarios, alpha/omega, domestic violence, kid fics, male!character x male!oc, i hate the word ‘doll’ as a pet name so i avoid it like the plague.

𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞…

smut (refer to the above list when it comes to this), fluff, age gaps, poly/threesome+, reverse harem, dubcon, noncon, yandere, toy play, cheating (to a certain degree), blood play, knife play, some bdsm, breath play, violence, gore, capture x captive, hunter/prey, praise and degradation, power imbalance, step siblings, supernatural, villainary, choking, mommy/daddy kink (to an extent).

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒.

marvel ↷

miguel o’hara, hobie brown, marc spector, thor odinson, loki laufeyson, peter parker (all variants), yelena belova, joaquin torres, doctor strange, wade wilson, carol danvers, eddie brock, scott lang, hope van dyne, kate bishop, hela, pietro maximoff, logan howlett, wanda maximoff, steve rogers, kraven, cable, druig, makkari, thena, blade

dc universe ↷

dinah lance/black canary, diana prince, clark kent, pamela isley/poison ivy, arthur curry/aquaman, harley quinn, adrian chase, pattinson!bruce wayne, edward nashton/the riddler

top gun: maverick ↷

jake 'hangman' seresin, bradley 'rooster' bradshaw, javy 'coyote' machado, mickey 'fanboy' garcia, natasha 'phoenix' trace, beau 'cyclone' simpson, reuben 'payback' fitch

star wars ↷

poe dameron, finn, kylo ren/ben solo, bo-katan kryze, din djarin, young!han solo

scream ↷

ethan landry, stu macher, billy loomis, chad meeks-martin, mindy meeks-martin, amber freeman, tara carpenter

bridgerton ↷

anthony bridgerton, colin bridgerton, benedict bridgerton, kate sharma, simon basset, phillip crane

house of the dragon ↷

ser harwin strong, daemon targaryen, aemond targaryen, rhaenyra targaryen

american horror story ↷

cordelia goode, tristan duffy, michael langdon, harry gardner, madison montgomery, kit walker, xavier plympton, ally mayfair-richards

etc shows ↷

villanelle, lip gallagher, tommy miller, carmy berzatto, luca (the bear), kate parks, daisy jones, billy dunne, warren rhodes, geralt of rivia, love quinn, max wolfe, olivia benson, roman godfrey, dream the endless, lucifer (sandman), jonathan pine, mira phillips, the salesman (squid game), hwang jun ho (squid game), kim geon-woo (bloodhounds)

movies ↷

john wick, finnick odair, peeta mellark, johanna mason, han lue, cipher, walter de ville, tangerine, dave lizewski, thomas sharpe, james conrad, neil (tenet), edward cullen, millie / molotovgirl, dante reyes, thrandull, steve kemp, charlie swan, marquis vincent de gramont, keys (free guy), akira (john wick), beverly marsh (it two), ben hanscom (it two), keith (barbarian), frank (don't worry darling)

adam driver ↷

kylo ren/ben solo, adam sackler, flip zimmerman, phillip altman, charlie barber, henry mchenry, commander mills, rick smolan, officer ronnie peterson, matt the radar technician, clyde logan, paterson, jude

oscar isaac ↷

santiago garcia, poe dameron, nathan bateman, jonathan levy, william tell, blue jones, rydel keener

pedro pascal ↷

din djarin, javier peña, frankie morales, javi gutierrez, joel miller, dieter bravo

chris evans ↷

ransom drysdale, lloyd hansen, andy barber, ari levinson, frank adler, steve rogers, jake wyler

#faq #who i write for #guidelines #fandoms #dni

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ballorawan740 · 3 years

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SCP Scenarios: SCP 1678 (Unlondon) x Reader (REQUESTED)

Source: Photo

Requested by: @lilithisfurry

Ok, so I've done it!!! 😃

Before any of you say a thing, I know that there are 2 humanoid 1678s which are 1678-A (Bobbies/Policeman) and 1678-C (Wretch) and an avian type one (1678-B)

The one I'll be using is 1678-A (Policeman) because it takes too much time to write 3 versions of this SCP (But I might consider writing the other 2, but it's highly unlikely)

First Encounter

When you first met this humanoid, you were sent into SCP 1678 for some test

The police humanoid emitted a loud whistle as the speakers screamed ‘‘Police! Halt, criminal!’’

A couple of others who were with you attempted to shoot them with their guns but were quickly shown to be resistant

Luckily for them, they managed to plant some explosives which caused damage

The other 1678-As went in and attacked them which wasn't unusual because of their hostile nature

However, for you, one of them managed to capture you and ran

For some reason, it showed some interest towards you and warded off the other SCP 1678-As off from you

They seemed to understand that you were "marked" and left you alone

That particular 1678-A managed to get you out from harm and back to your foundation

The foundation staff did wonder what had happened and you told them everything with proof since you were wearing a bodycam

They've soon noticed that this particular policeman was softer towards you as you bandaged up its broken arm

Your feelings for him

After the incident, you were sent back down into 1678 for further research and you bumped back into the sane 1678-A

You only remembered that it was him because of its gesture and its unusual markings which distinguished him from the others

Somehow, you both were able to communicate with each other

The researchers realised that they seemed to understand human speech, mainly English, however, they seemed to understand other forms of European languages as well

Moreover, this particular Bobby also understood sign language and used it to his advantage to communicate with you, displaying some fondness for you

The researchers were reluctant to let you carry on with this test as they've noticed that you've reciprocated the same gesture

Let's just say that the researchers and the other Bobbies agreed to the fact that it was strange for you and that special policeman to be dating

His Confession

Over time, as you both became closer, he worked up the courage to sign to you that he cares a lot about you

And you've found that rather cute and returned the gesture

Which then made you both a rather unique type of couple

The other 1678-As were concerned and curious about this new relationship and so was the Foundation

The researchers had decided to borrow your newfound partner and took him to his new room (No, you've basically kidnapped him)

Needless to say, the other Bobbies were somewhat furious while others were glad that he's gone since he betrayed them for not killing you

Your new partner was somewhat homesick, so you've decided to paint some victorian style art for his cell

Date

From time to time, you both were shoved back into 1678 which just so happens to be the main place for you both to date

Some of his friends were relieved to see him and some would even offer you a hug

You obviously returned the gesture for being so flattering and because your man could finally get laid (NGL yall still be touch starved to the point you'd even date strange beings and objects)

Dates with this Bobby would be rather interesting

Like, he'd hold hands, but probably wouldn't start it during the beginning of the relationship because he's just shy (Just like everybody else here)

Since his face is all bandaged up, you wouldn't really be having many kisses

But he'll make it up with hugs instead

His fellow friends would probably enjoy bothering the both of you while you're there and would pull pranks on you both

If you both were in the foundation, you'd be chilling in his cell and talking bout your experiences in life (Not like you'd have much to say, get back to studying/work)

The researchers may poke fun of you both but would generally leave you both alone

When he gets jealous

Now, depending on who he's jealous of, he would react differently

If it was another fellow 1678-A, he would be slightly hostile and assert his dominance over the others

However, if it was a member of the foundation or anyone else that's not 1678-A for that matter, he'd be even more aggressive and would probably try and kill them

Unless you manage to stop him then it's fine

This Bobby would be slightly possessive because you're the only other person who genuinely cares about him other than his 1678 friends/family

If he sees you having a friendly chat with another person/SCP, he would wrap an arm around you just so the other person knows you're taken

I think over time he learns some boundaries so even if he is aggressive, he wouldn't just automatically send the dude you're with to hell

Unless that person is a crappy person then good for them

Yandere!1678-A

This yandere right here would literally kidnap you and take you back into 1678

He'd make sure that you would never find a way back into the foundation which does concern the researchers, so they send a group of D-classes and MTFs to find you

If he was feeling nice, he would let you wander around 1678 but he would most likely be next to or near you at all times

If he was having a bad day, he would tie you up in a random building and made sure that nobody can get in or out

Would most likely be even more hostile to everybody else around you

If you haven't behaved, he'd probs use something sharp to inflict pain on you

If you managed to behave, then he loosens the ropes around your arms, legs and neck

Probs would feed you tiny doses of 1678-D but only a bit because he's aware of how that affects the bodies of ordinary humans

Their younger sister

You and the other 1678-As would literally be families at this point or friends with the ones who are lurking away from the main area of 1678

And since you were rather new, you were treated as the younger one (That's also because you're the youngest one)

Would probably protect you from everything

You would be spoilt to death and wouldn't have to hurt a fly

One of the policemen would get you a 1678-B as your personal pet

And it's rather fond of you so it basically follows you around

Would most likely intimidate your dates if you have one

Even more so if they're a human/SCP from the Foundation

If it was another member of 1678 then they're more chill

However, if you were dating 1678-C, they'd be quite reluctant for you to be in a relationship with her but would let you anyways

When their kids say their name for the first time

Would 100% be crying internally and shocked

Like, it happened out of the blue since you both were just relaxing

Word would spread across the whole of 1678 because of this

And not because you both were a unique pairing in the first place

1678-A would try to teach your child some sign language in contrast to you who would teach them to communicate verbally

Most likely try and teach the kid to defend themselves and probably attack others

But you wouldn't let him because they were too young (Just like you lot!!! Shouldn't y'all be studying in primary or high/secondary schools?)

The other 1678s would literally yeet their way to meet the kid just so they can teach your child to say more words

And to swear of course

When his S/O is angry

Oh dear

If the foundation doesn't know any better, they'd just assume that all the Bobbies were the aggressive ones

And oh boy were they wrong

You were the one who needs a chill pill

Basically, some guy tried to hit on you and wouldn't stop

So you just casually gave him a taste in his own medicine

Which were a punch in the face and a kick in the nuts (Kids, don't do this to a guy unless he really deserves it)

He somehow got back up and carried on harassing you

Your man was just strolling around the park until he saw the commotion

He had to literally hold you back and made the guy run for his life

Which was a shocker since it's usually the other way around

And of course, everybody inside 1678 heard about the news and cheered on for you while others just ran since they didn't wanna have the first-hand experience with your anger issue

When someone tries to steal you away

Oh this man right here would gather all his police friends as well as the birds to hunt down whoever stole you away

He would be furious to the core and rightfully so

The foundation was informed of this and they didn't blame this SCP

And that's because the person who stole you was from the Chaos Insurgency

Both GOIs hated each other's guts so the foundation just kinda let 1678-A hunt down the guy

And he did along with the MTFs

But was met with you standing over the guy's dead body

Then everybody realised that your man taught you how to protect yourself

And you did it so perfectly that even 1678 was intimidated af

Nobody wanted to mess with you and your partner was relieved that he taught you self defence

When his pregnant!S/O gets hurt by accident

This particular 1678-A that just so happens to be your partner, is rather shy and introverted

Nad although he does his 'job' well, he would rather just stay away from any contact

Until he met you and you became pregnant

This 1678-A would be slightly more protective but would let you have some space

And because of this, you managed to give yourself a papercut

Which was met with a furious policeman

But was cooled down when you explained your injury to him

He was giving you a huge lecture about your safety and how not to get hurt because you're carrying his baby

Wouldn't leave you alone ever again

Even if that means he would have to sit by the corner at all times

Would send his mates to come over to check on you if he wasn't there

Meeting a dragon hybrid child fem!reader

Definitely would be curious about you since they mostly interact with Foundation staffs

Probably would try to attack you but instead got burnt

1678-A would definitely notice your strange appearance and that you cry lava

Would feel bad so he'd try and comfort you

This then leads to you both being rather attached to each other

This particular 1678-A would have to bribe the others to keep you

The foundation realising this would happen

Probably would let you stay there for research purposes

They would most likely help level up your telekineses

Treats you like their own child and would be extremely protective

Most likely would have a heart attack every time you show kindness towards foundation members instead of attacking them

Every time you're in danger, the ones attacking you would soon realise that they've screwed up

Because the SCPs can hear you cry which would summon a whole bunch of them

When he accidentally kills you

He was basically chilling with you until some MTF members arrived to take some samples for testing

They were attacked by the other 1678-As and retaliated

This chill guy would lead you to safety before attacking the remaining MTFs

You realising what has happened decided to try and help out

You noticed that one of the MTF members were about to shoot your guy and managed to throw the gun out of his hand

1678-A notices and tries to attack the member but instead killed you

The remaining MTF members flee as he mourns your death

He would be even more vengeful and aggressive to the foundation members

Which does scare off the other Bobbies

Stayed in one of the abandoned houses to cry alone

Yandere!1678 - A x Evil!Reader

I'd say aside from his yandere self and the fact that he's only more aggressive to everyone else aside from you and giving you some scars, he's pretty dense and thicc in the brain

Probably wouldn't notice that you were working on them for a project in the GOC

You were able to get away with a lot of things because of your small stature and innocent appearance

Definitely managed to fool this yandere!1678-A because of your appearance

You could be just as vicious when you want to be

Yandere!1678-A soon realises that you were just using him for some experiment and were angered to the point of no return

Would most likely try and hunt you down

But since you've already got enough information about this SCP, you were able to devise a plan to leave

Manages to catch up to you but you were fortunate enough to know enough self-defence tactics to ward him off

You never came back to him and he was depressed for all of eternity

Trying McDonald's Sprite

You were requested to bring some ordinary food to 1678 as a test

And you've decided that you wanted to bring some Sprite with some Apple pie, mozzarella dippers and pancakes (They're my soul food from Mackies ok? Don't judge)

When you arrived in 1678, that one particular policeman who is attached to you for some odd reason was curious about the food

Of course, he would need to take off the bandage on his head to taste the food but not before some bribery from you

He reminisced about the food since he loved eating them before he turned into 1678-A

Sprite, however, was slightly different

He never tried them and was surprised with how good they tasted

Most likely would ask you to get more for him though

Foundation staff would be rather conflicted but allowed you to reward him with Sprite and some food

Only whenever he behaved well though

When his kid swears at him

You should've seen the look on his face (oh the irony)

You both taught your kid verbal and non-verbal communications with some common sentences people would say

But never have either of you taught your kid how to swear

Kinda just happened and 1678-A was about to go into cardiac arrest (Pun intended)

Would hunt down whoever taught them that depending on the severity

Like if the kid was using a ton of swearing in a sentence and was directing it to either of you, 1678-A would kill the guy

You were more of a chill type of parent

But would recommend the kid to stop swearing sine it's rude

Most likely wound ground the kind for a week tbh

When the reader scares him (Child!Reader)

Well, let's just say you managed to make the policeman play hide and seek with you

And you were the one hiding since you secretly knew that you were a professional at it

So you made 1678-A to find you

And although he's pretty good at catching his victims, he couldn't find you (Cuz y'all be so short)

Like he was literally in front of you and he still couldn't see you and you even giggled

So you've decided to jump on him

And oh boy was he about to scream out for help

But luckily he didn't cuz the others would whoop yo ass

Probably wouldn't give you a lecture but would need a while for his precious heart to not go yeetus the fetus

He would probably yeet you though tbf

When the reader pole dances/aerial silk dance

1678-A probably would have some ideas on what pole dancing is

Maybe not as much with the term aerial silk dancing but would soon understand when he sees you dancing

Probably thinks that you're trying to fondue with him if you're pole dancing

Definitely would be in awe when he sees you dance with the aerial silks

Would have a difficult time mimicking you if he ever wants you to teach him

Has definitely fallen 1000 times while pole dancing and broke his arms while dancing 10 ft off the ground

If the others inside 1678 see you dancing, he'd be in a blushing mess, especially if you were dancing to certain kinds of songs

Would most likely tell you to dance for him privately so there's no peeking

Having a Pregnant!S/O

Would most definitely be on the guard more since you're carrying his child

1678-A would most likely follow you around like a well trained and clingy German Shepard

You'd most likely have to tell him to tone it down because you're pregnant, not some delicate flower

Would most likely do whatever you tell him to do, even if it means hurting himself as long as you're safe and sound

Definitely would make sure that another 1678 would be around you at all times when he's away from you

1678-A would occasionally rub your stomach and sing victorian era songs

Sometimes he would bring you some of your favourite foods

When you try to commit suicide

When he hears the news he was devastated

He literally ran 69 miles just to see you

Would give you a big boi lecture about doing that

Nearly had his heart jump out of his body

Would constantly follow you everywhere after this

He's basically your bodyguard at this point

Would bandage up your wounds

Makes sure that you're fed well and all and would give you random gifts out of the blue

Would most likely ask the other Bobbies to care for you if he's not there and would even give you 1678-B

Asks the Wretches to keep a lookout to make sure nobody hurts you

Having a hopelessly romantic/easily flustered GN!Reader

This particular Bobby would most likely be just as easily flustered and hopelessly romantic as you

I'd imagine him trying to make the first move and you both being in a blushing mess

You both would exchange little gifts every now and again

Everyone else just teases and ships you both

You both loving each other unconditionally and constantly worrying about each other when you're both away from each other

This Bobby would definitely protect you from the MTFs and/or D-classes from attacking you

You would make a deal with the foundation to keep your guy safe and sound

The foundation witnessing how lovey-dovey you both are and just dies of cringe and sweetness overload (but not as sweet as out 999)

#scp #scp scenarios #scp x reader #scp headcanons #scp x reader headcanons #scp x reader scenarios #scp 1678 #scp 1678 headcanon #scp 1678 scenarios #scp 1678 x reader #scp 1678 x reader scenarios #scp 1678 x reader headcanon

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dowoonie-namjoonie · 3 years

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He Knew Too Much

Paring: Mafia!Jungkook x reader

Warning: Mafia Type Scenarios, Mentions of Blood, Drugs, and Yandere Themes.

A/N: I love BTS for their talents, this is just for fun. I don't own these characters or any gifs I use. Not edited, keep that in mind. Also if it sucks, I'm trying my best but having fun while doing it. Enjoy!

You thought you knew Park Jungkook, you thought he was you innocent, sweet friend, but then he took off his mask. Under it, laid a man full of obsession and jealousy. He stood in front of you in this dark alleyway, bloodied in a leather jacket. The blood splattered on him was your friend's. Suho, who laid on the concrete ground bleeding out, looking half dead.

You shook to your core, looking at the soft smile of Jungkook's face. The smile that once comforted you. Jungkook moved slightly towards you, unconsciously you took a step back.

"D-Don't come any closer!"

“Y/N," he chuckled darkly. You didn't know him, you didn't know this Jungkook. "You know why I had to that to him right?"

You didn't answer, tears streamed down your cheeks, there was no viable reason to do that to a person. "He knew too much."

"What do you mean," you held a hand up, thinking that he wouldn't come any closer. You were so scared of him. From the corner of your eye, you could see Suho struggles. Thank god, he was still alive.

"Suho found out who I am." Suddenly, Jungkook kneeled down to Suho. Jungkook began running his hands through Suho's mangled, knotted hair. Suho flinching underneath his grasp. "He knew too much..."

The grasp on Suho's hair was tightened, the wounded boy hissed in pain as Jungkook pulled his head up. Jungkook looked crazy his eyes nearly popping out of his head, pure rage and psychotic feeling evenident on his face. "Little fucker knew too much, can you believe that?"

Horror flowed through you, "Jungkook stop," you yelled.

"Stop what?" Swiftly, Jungkook slammed Suho's face onto the concrete. More blood pooled out of Suho, out of his nose this time from the impact. "That, Y/N, do you even know why I'm doing this."

Jungkook got up, the look of disbelief littered his face. With every step he took towards you more fear and sobbing would come out of you. When he got to you, he grabbed your wrist, hard. Bruising the flesh underneath.

"I'm doing this for us," he spoke with venom, obviously mad at why you were questioning him in the first place. "This is so we can finally be together, without Suho in the picture."

"Jungkook," you tried. Maybe you could get through to him, yea, that could work. Desperately you grabbed onto his shirt, crying into him. "Suho was never in the picture-What are you even talking about?!

"Oh," he turned around. Joy flooding onto his face as he began talking to Suho. "You never told her how you felt, you piece of shit?"

Turning back to you, you were met with his psychotic, toothy grin.

"Suho here, has a little crush on you."

"I-I-"

"Of course you didn't know baby," he cooed, bringing a cut up hand to your face. Every ounce of you wanted to push him away, but you knew better not to poke the bear. You knew you couldn't handle Jungkook, he was a lot buffer than you. Easily he could squash you like a bug.

"That doesn't matter K-Kookie," you stumbled on the nickname you called him. This wasn't your sweet Kookie, but you had hope you could calm him down so he doesn't do anything rash.

"Oh but it does," his hands moved to your sides, pulling you into him so your chest was against his. "Baby, there's a lot of things you don't know yet. Suho here found them out so he could tell you and...oh, Suho!" Yelling over his shoulder to Suho. "What was the rest of your plan?"

Jungkook was playing stupid, purely, for his own entertainment. In his line of business there wasn't many good times.

"Mffh," Suho groaned, barely even lifting his head off the ground.

"OH! That's right," Jungkook flipped, placing his forehead against yours. At the sudden touch, you flinched, hard. A shiver running down your spin with the insanity in front of you. "Once he told you my secrets, he was going to steal you away for himself. Make you his. Absurd, isn't it. Since you're already mine.”

After he'd said that, disturbingly obsessive, sentence, he kissed your forehead. Turning on his heels to make his way back over to Suho, not before grabbing your wrist to come along with him.

"Aren't you wondering what the secret is, Y/N?" Jungkook never looked so serious before, his whole face was a 360 from what you just saw.

His back was face towards you but in front of Suho, who was now looking up at Jungkook. No one made a move, it was silent for a minute before you spoke up. “Y-Yes,” you hesitantly said.

“Then,” Jungkook started, reaching into his jacket for a moment. With in a split second your life flipped upside down, blood was everywhere, nothing was left untouched when Jungkook pulled out a gun and shoot Suho clean in the head. Ending his life in the blink of an eye.

Blood got on your face in that moment, you brought a hand to your face, wiping off the remains of your friend. A blood curdling scream erupted through you, what just happened here is something you’ll never be able to forget. You fell to the ground holding yourself, trying your best not to make eye contact with Suho’s dilated eyes. Was all of this your fault? Did Suho die because he wanted to be with you? Everything ran through your mind guilt, grief, and terror.

Jungkook acted like nothing happened, to use to it all. “Right,” his head perked up. Facing you, screaming, crying on the cold, concrete floor. “The secret,” he began, kneeling directly in front of you. Forcefully, he grabbed your chin forcing you to look up at his unapologetic face. Carefully, Jungkook reached into his pocket once again, this time pulling out a long needle filled with a honey-like substance.

You didn’t have enough energy to push him away, putting the needle directly in a vein on your neck. “My actual last name isn’t Park, that was a lie...” Your vision became blurry and your head heavy, but Jungkook made you focus on him in this short time you were awake. “It’s Jeon, like the Jeon Family, Jeon.”

“J-Jeon...mafia...,” you cued out.

Jungkook proudly smiled to you, amazed you were able to figure that out in a drugged state,” that’s right baby. My girl, she’s so smart.”

“Not...yours...”

“Baby, go to sleep, stop trying to fight it.”

“Can-can’t, need to stay...aw-”

You couldn’t even get that last sentence out, quickly passing out into Jungkook’s arms from the drugs in your system. Disappointing, since you had a feeling what Jungkook was going to do to you. You knew too much, just like Suho. But no, he wasn’t going to kill you, he loved you too much for that. He wanted you all to himself.

#bts #bts mafia #kpop #bts jungkook #bts kookie #bts network #bts net #bts fanfic #bts imagine #bts imagines

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yandere-southpark · 4 years

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woah, been a while since i've seen any yandere south park! if i'm not bothering you, could i please request a jimmy x reader x timmy? they are underrated boyos, and don't get enough love. i don't mind if this is platonic, romantic or both? i just love them and i'd really appreciate it 🥰

HCs & Scenario Mix for Platonic and Romantic Yandere Jimmy & Timmy Team-Up

A.N. - These two were interesting to write for, especially when they are working together. This ended up being an amalgamation of every idea I have for them. Gif is by south-park-gifs.

Jimmy Valmer & Timmy Burch

Platonic:

One of them is always close. If it's Jimmy's turn, he will be right next to their friend telling them every joke he can think of. If it's Timmy's turn, he likes to sit at a bit of distance and watch them from the corner of his eye.

If anyone approaches their friend who rubs either of them the wrong way, whether it's due to being obnoxious or making them suspicious, whoever is on guard will report to the other, and they will decide how best to intervene. Jimmy usually wants to wing it and rush in with all guns blazing, so Timmy has to act as the voice of reason.

However, neither of them is particularly merciful. Their friend's safety is one of the few things Jimmy does not joke about, and Timmy's feelings are much more intense than he lets on. Too bad their sense of what is and is not a threat has become a bit scrambled.

The corridor was packed with students as the bell rang and signified the end of school, but Timmy spotted their friend in an instant.

They were walking in the opposite direction with a student he did not recognize, chatting happily.

Timmy trailed the two of them for a minute, on the lookout for any signs of the student having ulterior motives. He came to a halt when they said something to their friend that made them react with apprehension and embarrassment.

It looked like the student was attempting to pressure them into doing something, so Timmy spun around and tracked down Jimmy. The boy stood in front of his locker on the other side of the corridor, glaring in their friend's direction.

Timmy approached him with his usual unassuming smile and wandering gaze, but his expression became deadly serious the moment he slowed to a stop. "Timmy."

Jimmy continued watching their friend and the student with distaste. "I s-see them." The boy made his way to the duo, Timmy following close behind. As he neared the student, Jimmy began to raise one of his crutches above his head, not paying any mind to how their friend smiled and nodded at the student. "I'd love to go on a da-!" Whack.

Romantic:

Both are exceedingly direct about their infatuation with their partner, not bothering to try and conceal the eerie nature of their feelings and acting on them without hesitation. Timmy thinks it's normal, and Jimmy just doesn't care.

The former will regularly ride to their partner at school and dump a love letter or card in their lap, while the latter makes a plethora of inappropriate jokes that sound like flirting when he's speaking to their partner and threats when it's anyone else.

Timmy approached their partner with yet another handwritten note. The boy had been supplying a seemingly endless stream of letters and cards detailing his affection for them all morning and showed no sign of stopping any time soon. He handed the latest one to them, and they hesitantly took it before looking at the messy pile they had accumulated on their desk.

After a moment of searching for and failing to find an opening, they set it on the top and attempted to read it. It was largely illegible, comprised mostly of scribbles and overlapping words.

Jimmy stood in front of their desk and paused in the middle of telling them a joke, extending one hand towards his feet and lifting up a colourful, heart-shaped box. "That re-reminds me. We bought you some cho-chocolates." He placed it on the edge of their desk and resumed his joke.

Timmy was smiling widely and glancing around the room, but their partner knew he was waiting for them to comment on his newest note. They mustered a small smile and had begun to thank him when snickering suddenly erupted from the desk next to them.

"They know it's not Valentine's Day, right?" All three of them turned to see a student poorly muffling their laugh while looking back and forth between Jimmy and Timmy. They shifted their gaze to the partner, acting like the two boys were incapable of understanding them.

Timmy abruptly stilled and stared at the student silently, his ever-present smile causing them to feel uneasy and begin to regret ever looking in their direction.

Jimmy chuckled and approached their desk. "That's a ve-very funny j-joke. Want to say it again?"

Jimmy has no qualms about whacking someone with his crutches if they are getting on his nerves, usually because they interrupted a joke or tried flirting with their partner when he was nearby. Timmy expresses his jealousy by watching the interaction for a while before riding off to alert Jimmy, who often starts a fight, which Timmy gladly joins.

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laughing-with-god · 5 years

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Pen Pal I

Summary- As a lonely person, the idea of exchanging letters with someone apart from society was actually quite appealing to you. In a random act of charity and desperation, you sign up for a pen pal and get paired up with an inmate named Jungkook. The letters were meant to help him cope with prison life, but little did anyone know it was actually driving him more mad.

Warning- Yandere/Prisoner Jungkook x Reader. Mature themes. Mention of mental disorder/

Words; 5.3k

‘Solitude, isolation are painful things and beyond human endurance’- Jules Verne

“Don’t be nervous.”

The older man kindly smiled at you, age making a brief appearance in the form of the wrinkles that graced his eyes when lifting his lips into an expression of sympathy.

Pure fear clawed itself within your stomach, your eyes watering on their own accord and your limbs quivered with panic, the tremors shaking through your entire being. You ducked your head, not wanting anyone to see your moment of weakness, but also knowing that you couldn’t bear having your unfiltered emotions put under these strangers’ microscopes for them to cruelly dissect for their sick entertainment.

Your throat felt all too dry, the esophagus was almost trying to strangle you into silence with the way it began to feel parched and scratchy without reasonable cause. Your chapped lips pursed themselves, another form of your body attempting to quiet you without consent of the owner of said body.

You took a deep breath, although your lungs seemed to have shrivelled up and stubbornly denied any new oxygen. A choking noise escaped you as you briskly tried to obtain ownership of your missing voice.

“I-I...don’t know where to start.”

Your voice was bleak and raspy sounding even to you. When the vibration of your own tone pierced your ear drums, you ducked your face even further away from peering gazes. It was the sound of an utterly defeated woman, a broken shell and a foolish imp who is just now suffering her consequences as life finally chose to let the weight of her naive actions crumble her weak frame. You didn’t deserve any sympathy. Shame dusted your face ruby red, and a hot tear trailed down your pale and fear-stricken face.

“Well, the beginning is always a good place to start any story.” The father-like man soothed, his voice sounding like thick honey, not too deep or domineering but also thick enough to fill the room with his message.

You shuddered one last time and gulped down any last fantasies you had of completely running away from this gladiator-like platform into the safety of your humble nest, away from anyone who wouldn’t understand you. You couldn’t let him win.

“I-I….I have a-always been afraid of the world.”

You weren’t sure why you weren’t like most people.

You didn’t know which one of you guys got it wrong, you or them.

A case could be made that you were the mentally fucked one that desperately needed treatment to solve this ‘condition’. After all, what kind of weirdo is so afraid of society that they instantly get panic attacks when forced outside? Surely you had a mental issue, a couple screws loose or a very fucked up past.

But on the other hand, you were all too willing to side-eye the ‘them’ category with a few questions and judgements in hand.

Why would anyone want to be so vulnerable in the outside world? An outside world where people are robbed, beaten, raped and killed daily. A world that’s so loud and cruel while being the epitome of unforgiving. A world where people only look out for themselves, ready to backstab anyone if it meant that they would get an advantage.

What kind of sane person would choose that world over the comfort of your own home?

Your home was your safe-place, perfectly designed for your needs. And you never saw any reason to leave it.

It was heaven to you. A cloud of maternal comfort that enveloped you like a hug just by being inside it. Your favorite scented candles would smother your apartment in the pleasurable essence, all the books you were oh-so fond of were waiting for you to retrieve them from their loyal stations on your bookshelf, all of your cherished songs could be heard quitely playing from your record player and your go-to movies and shows were always just a click away. You indulge yourself in this safe-haven you had created, never wanting to leave it.

Your therapist (who used to make home visits) would say that she was certain you had Agoraphobia; deathly fear of leaving one’s home.

She went on to tell you that this phobia almost always had a triggering point, no one was just born with such mindset.

And this is when your past came into play.

But could anyone blame you?

Watching one’s sister get ran over by a car when you two were supposed to meet up for lunch, was enough to traumatized anyone.

But, you digressed.

You didn’t like talking about your sister, or the hectic driver who couldn’t handle the complex city streets and thus ended up murdering an innocent bystander because he wasn’t paying attention.

You’d like to think that you have always hated the outside world. Even from the age of 7, you’d fake sickness to avoid having to go outside with the other kids to play at recess. Your mother had always told you that you were her little homebody. While other kids wanted to go to parks or have water-gun fights, you begged your mom to just give you some hot-chocolate while you catch up on the lastest Junie B. Jones novel.

It was your sister who was the free spirited social butterfly.

She was only two years older, but looking at the two of you together, people always assumed that you were the wisest and mature one, incorrectly pinning you as the older.

Your sister would make mud-pies and bike race with other kids from the neighborhood. She would come back from an afternoon in the backyard, skin freshly sun-kissed from her adventures and shove a bug in your face, telling you to say hello to her new ‘pet’. She would puff out her chest and order you to point out the kid who told you that you were ‘weird’ before marching up to them at the park and yelling at their face, warning them to never come close to her little sister ever again. She would sneak into your mother’s makeup bag and half-hazardly paint your guys’ faces, telling you that she wouldn’t mind giving you tips on how to get the perfect blush.

Even as you two got older, she continued her fiery ways.

She was the first girl to not mind boldly showing off her bra-strap during middle-school. She was the first girl of her grade to makeout with someone, being the initiator. She was the first girl to throw a highschool party in your neighborhood when your mom left for one weekend.

She was the one to always step out of into society and declare the world as hers.

You admired her for that, always wondering how she found it within herself to never give a fuck what anyone thought of her. How is it that she never crumbled even in the most unfortunate situations? Her willpower outweighed any self-doubt, meanwhile you were the direct opposite.

You have always been a deep-thinker, drowning yourself in ‘what ifs’ and made up scenarios that would likely never happen. You were very tender-hearted, but also very intelligent. You couldn’t solve the puzzle that was the human behavior, and this is why you sheltered yourself from the selfish and greedy enigma that was civilization, knowing it would only baffle your mind and hurt your heart.

It wasn’t like you were always a crazy hermit, a sad recluse.

You were just reserved and quiet, but you still managed to have a job and go out from time to time.

It wasn’t until you saw what the outside world could really do that you made the leap to go with what your gut has been telling you all along and fully disassociate with the public.

Being way out there could only get you like your sister; splattered on second avenue while cars just honk and speed by, too bothered with the afternoon rush to give the tragedy a second glance.

Thus, you haven’t left your apartment in a grand total of six months.

You got your groceries delivered, any new clothing or purchases were shipped directly to your door and you had someone take away any garbage for you.

You had no reason to leave the cozy retreat of your apartment.

Even the therapist that your mother had forced upon you had to come directly to your apartment in order to talk to you.

Life was going perfectly fine, until one day you woke up...off.

You laid face up on your cushiony mattress, eyes simply observing your plain white ceiling as the sound of pattering rain rang from outside.

It was like a gaping hole was torn into your chest overnight.

You felt yourself desperate for something...you weren’t quite sure what. A craving that was clawing from the inside out. You scrunched up your face in confusion at the foreign and indescribable feeling. Your attempted to find the words to decipher what your emotions were, hoping this would lead to an answer. After some investigation, you identified the feelings of emptiness, hollowness and somehow very forlorn.

This puzzled you because when you live alone in your own home without any outside forces at play, very little could cause you discomfort.

It wasn’t until you got up and began making a bowl of cereal while a show played in the background that a conclusion finally dawned upon your anemic and foggy brain.

You were lonely.

Without any consent or knowledge on your part, you felt your eyes water up as they watched the pixelated screen in your living room, glassy orbs drinking in the playing scene with a look of yearning.

It was a sitcom; two friends were simply bickering over a stupid debate, but the banter was witty and humorous, causing the outdated laugh track to ensue at the perfect times.

You...wished you had that.

You wished you had someone to communicate with.

Someone to exchange thoughts, ideas or jokes with. You weren’t the most social person, but you were still human. And isolation only hurted you in the end.

It was tiring to have the walls as your only friends. It was pathetic to feel the sheer excitement of reading or watching something so good and wanting to talk to someone about it, only to realize you couldn’t. It was borderline soul crushing to conclude that you could drop dead in your own home and it would take weeks for someone to recognize your absence of life.

But….you still couldn’t bear leaving your home.

The harshness of reality was still fresh in your mind’s eye, the corpse of your sister laying in the street while the buzz of city life continued all around you, the only witnesses being the in-sensitive assholes who held up their phones to capture the bat-shit crazy scene before bouncing.

Part of you was very well aware of how absurd and self-pitying your lifestyle and reasoning was, but you couldn’t help but cling to the warm cocoon that was your home. In your mind, this was a way of grieving. Many people mourn differently, and this just so happened to be your version of grasping with the death of a loved one. At least it wasn’t as self-destructing as other people’s ways, like drinking too much, spending yourself into debt or relying on drugs.

You just wanted to be alone, safe and comfortable.

What was so wrong with that?

However, an outlet for some form of communication was needed.

This is when you pulled out your laptop, beyond grateful that you lived in the digital age where the internet was good ole’ reliable.

‘Making friends Online’ you typed into the search bar and waited patiently for the results to load up.

‘FriendMatch- an online service to help you make friends within your area!’ You cringed at this, not liking the idea of said person being very close to where you lived. The possibility that they could push to meet you was too troublesome.

‘Why You Should Never Make Friends Online.- Scary true stories.’ Not what you were looking for.

‘Flirt.com- Make friends or possibly more ;)’ Again, not what you were looking for. Looked like a hookup site disguised as ‘friendly meetups’ to hide the fact it was basically a one-night stand program.

‘Omegle- Chat to strangers via webcam or chat’

With a sigh at the realization that this was probably the best you were going to get, you clicked on the omegle website. You knew how it worked, given that in middle school many kids would use it to chat with strangers for fun at their lack-luster sleepovers.

You waited to get set up with a random stranger, reminding yourself that this was just a temporary procedure to brush up on your rusty social skills.

Your webcam was turned off, but the incoming stranger had his on.

It was a middle aged man, sat in a dirty and eggshell tank top on a bed with his hand reaching down and out of camera. You scoffed to think what this fucker was up to.

‘F or M?’ The man typed with his free hand. You canceled out of that chat.

The next one was a girl, she was laid on her bed wearing a red lingerie set with her makeup and hair done to perfection.

“Buy my premium snapchat.” She purred into the camera, you scoffed and exited out of this chat as well.

The next stranger also had their webcam off.

You waited for them to type anything, but the chat was dead silent. It was obvious that they were waiting for you to make the first move. You inhaled a deep breath and prepared yourself for the first interaction you were going to have with someone who wasn’t your mom or therapist in half a year.

‘Hi.’ You lamely began.

You saw dots appear on the screen.

Then disappear.

Then the dreaded ‘the stranger has ended the chat, click here to start a new one!’

You wanted to throw your laptop against the wall.

You almost forgot how sex-crazed and self-centered people were. All you wanted was a nice conversation but common decency was not an etiquette for the internet.

You felt embarrassed that you worked up all this nerve for nothing. It wasn’t a big deal, and you knew that, but it still was a form of you putting yourself on the line to communicate with the very thing you feared- humans. Only for your fear to be proved significant once again.

You sighed and exited out of the site, back to the search page.

You scrolled past the results, pouting at the lack of websites that could fulfil your needs. It wasn’t until you saw one thing that made you pause your scrolling.

‘Why Getting A Pen Pal Is The Best Thing I’ve Ever Done- Quora ’

Hesitant but curious, you clicked on it,

‘To be honest after years of being a stay at home mom, I never got used to the emptiness of the house after my sons went to college. I really wanted someone to talk to, just on friendly basis and a good once-a-week type of deal was good enough for me. I watched a true-crime documentary and that’s when the idea of being a pen-pal really hit me. There are tons of lonely inmates sitting in a cell block of a prison and with no one from the outside world to talk to. I signed up for the program and it’s been a godsend. Me and my pal (George) really just connected and I try to get him through his week as he tries to help me through mine. It’s a nice bonding experience and very eye-opening. 100% would recommend to anyone feeling a little lonely. It’s a kind thing to do and everyone could use an extra friend!”

A pen pal.

You first thought that anyone who would write letters to prison must’ve been family or friends with someone who actually was in prison. Why else would they take time out of their day to send a letter in an age where everything is done electronically?

But the more you thought about it, the more appealing the concept became.

An inmate was someone whom was completely removed from society, someone who most likely felt as isolated as you. Someone who knew how harsh and cruel the real world was (hell they were evidence of such statement) and someone who you wouldn’t have to face or run into, unless you gone out of your way to see them.

It was almost a perfect answer to your problems.

You quickly looked up a pen-pal program to join.

‘Dear Mr. or Miss. Prisoner

How would you feel if I told you that someone knowingly locked themselves up in their own jail cell?

Because I have.

I haven’t left my apartment in six months, haven’t talked to anyone in about seven. I never step foot outside my home, petrified by what the outside world holds for me. I don’t know why I’m so afraid of society, all I know is that when I muster the courage to step out; I break out into hives and a panic attack begins to brew. Thus, I have locked myself up in my own home. A pathetic recluse terrified by a fear that’s completely made up in my own head. Please, tell me what you think of this.

I can imagine that an inmate forcefully locked up in a cell against their own will would read the above and scoff. Why would someone who has freedom at their fingertips so readily deny it?

I don’t know….but there is a downfall in my strategy of locking myself away from the rest of the world; I’m so lonely. So lonely, that I decided to sign up for a pen-pal in prison who is probably wondering why such a mentally unstable person had reached out to them. I just need some interaction, I’m starved for comradery.

What’s your name?

What’s your favorite food?

Please….anything.

-Regards, Y/n ‘

A week later, the familiar knock at your door signaled the incoming of mail.

You made your way over to where the envelopes were hastily pushed through the slot on your door.

Bills, coupons, flyers and…...a letter.

You suddenly got flashbacks to when you put your heart onto a college-ruled paper with sloppy handwriting and a self-pitying passage onto a faceless inmate who without a doubt had better shit to worry about.

You honestly didn’t expect any response, knowing that it was more about you just writing down what you felt more than it was about getting a response. You didn’t know what to expect when you would open the letter. Probably a ‘you ungrateful bitch, you have everything I want and you lock yourself up for no reason?!’

Or at least something along those lines.

But, a buzz of excitement still ran faintly through your veins. Someone was going to be conversing back with you.

With shaking hands, you carefully opened the envelope.

‘Dear Y/n,

Well, I would feel rather….accepting.

I think you must be a very wise person to keep yourself far from the wretched claws of society. The world is fucked and you would have to be a fool not to know that. When I get out of prison, I’m going to keep myself as far away from the public as possible. I don’t think you’re pathetic, I think you’re just someone who is too fragile for this crazy hell-hole.

I’m lonely too. Perhaps we can help each other out in this arena.

To answer your questions;

My favorite food is lamb skewers.

My favorite color is red.

And my name is Jungkook.

Please tell me more about yourself. What triggered you to hide yourself away from the world?

Is it too much to ask for a picture? I hope it doesn’t sound creepy but it would be very nice to put a face to my new friend.

~Love, JK’

Your heart leapt.

It was a very short letter, but the contents meant the world to you in that moment.

He called you his ‘friend’.

You hadn’t had one of those in years.

He acknowledge your paranoia, giving it reason and not making you feel like a freak. For the first time in your life, you felt understood at face value. You didn’t need to defend your lifestyle with him. Instead of trying to convince you that your fear was irrational and to try to get you to get out of your comfort zone, he embraced your reasoning and accepted it without a harsh line of questioning.

Stunned, you took the letter over to your bed to analyze once more.

His handwriting was very neat and careful, you wondered if that reflected back into his persona at all, or if he was just someone who naturally had very good penmanship.

He had asked for a picture, and an unfamiliar feeling of anxiety plummeted your stomach.

What if he thought you were too ugly?

Or what if he was just some freak who wanted some jerk-off material?

But….you couldn’t deny that you also wanted to see the face of the guy who you would exchange letters with. You supposed it was natural to want to have a clear image of whom you were communicating with. Afterall, it was kind of intimate the things you shared.

You smiled and got excited to write another letter.

But first, you had to find out to make yourself presentable for a photo.

Dear Jungkook,

Words cannot express how thankful I am that you answered my pathetic call for help. Seriously, it’s been so long since I have talked to anyone so openly and some might say that a random inmate it a bad choice for such companionship but I disagree. Call me crazy Jungkook, but I think we can understand each other very well. I nearly cried when you called me your friend. I’m afraid I’m not a very interesting person to get to know. My favorite color is (color), my favorite food is (food), I am (age) and I’m (height) tall. Very bland, I know.

To answer your question on why I hide myself...well it’s a long story.

People tell me that I have a phobia, a disorder of the mind that I should see a shrink for. To be honest, I think I’m the sanest person I know. I have always had a general fear of all things concerning the public. It wasn’t until I saw my sister ran over in front of me and how the city just kept moving on as if nothing happened that I realized how little the outside setting cares for me, and how little I shall care for it. My home is heaven on earth and I see no reason to leave it for the chaos that lies outside.

Here is that picture you asked for, I’m sorry I’m not much of a looker. But hey, when you hole yourself up for months on end, why feel the need to be prettied up for someone? I don’t know if this is allowed, but is there a way I can see what you look like? I think it’s only fair.

Much love, Y/n’

‘Dear Y/n,

I thought you were a very smart person but obviously not.

‘Not much of a looker’ ….what a fucking joke.

You’re by far one of the most breathtaking things I have laid eyes on in a long time (in or out of prison). It’s a good thing you chose to stay indoors, men are pigs and they wouldn’t hesitate to eat you up the moment they got the chance.

On a more somber note, I’m very sorry to hear about your sister, Y/n. The world is a very sinister place and you shouldn’t have to witness such a tragedy in the midst of some city bastards who have their heads too far up their asses to notice anything else.

Your home sounds lovely, I’m sure it’s a very homey and comfortable place. I bet you’re the type of person to make any guest feel right at home. I also don’t see why you’d want to leave it.

I understand your pain, Y/n. It’s almost as if we’re kindred spirits. When my mom passed away, no one gave a shit. They all just were just focused on throwing me in jail, labeling me a criminal without knowing my story.

I do not think your first letter was a ‘pathetic cry for help’.

I think we were meant to find each other.

I think that we have a lot in common. When two people find each other under unconventional circumstances and have such mindsets and tragedies in common...well, that’s has to mean something. Right? I await your letters now with great anticipation. It’s the highlight of my days.

Here is a picture of me.

Quite the ladies man, am I right? :)’

Dear Jungkook,

…..I guess you’re not the worst face I’ve seen.

Just kidding, you are very handsome. Surprisingly young looking too. How old are you? I was half expecting a 40 year old man to be on the receiving end of my letters haha.

Thank you for the compliments, although I’m afraid I’m average looking at best. My sister was the better looking one between us two.

If you don’t mind me asking, what happened to your mother?

I understand if you don’t wish to talk about it in greater detail. When my sister first died I was very annoyed at the people who would pry. Isn’t it funny how when someone dies everyone suddenly becomes interested? Humans are fucked I swear to god. My mom had to hold me back at her funeral, some people really came in and had the audacity to make it about themselves.

As for your stance on us being connected in some way, I have to say the evidence sure is stacked. When I attempt to explain my fear to people, they all look at me like I’m crazy or try to convince me it’s all in my head. I think my fear is very rational. I think you were the first person I’ve ever encountered to just accept it and even agree with it to a certain extent. I’m very happy that you enjoy my letters. I enjoy yours too. You’re the only person I communicate with and you seem like marvelous company. How do you spend your days in prison? Walk me through a day in our life.

Love, Y/n

P.s Jungkook, you never told me why you’re in prison’

My Dearest Y/n,

You can’t deny this face, Y/n. Many women have tried and failed.

I’m 21 years old, sorry if a middle aged man was what you wanted.

And I doubt that your sister was better looking than you. Darling, you’re kind of my dream girl if I’m being real with you. Your face is so cute and round, your eyes are very wide and innocent, your nose is so tiny and cute, your hair looks very soft and forgive me but your lips are too pink and soft to be allowed. I would hang your picture on my wall, but I don’t like thinking that m cell mate could get his rocks off on your image, so I keep it folded neatly under my pillow. I apologise if this is too forward but it’s your right to know just the effect you have on me. I am a man in prison, afterall. I’m very lucky you stumbled upon the pen-pal program.

As for my mother, well she got very sick with terminal cancer. She died about a year ago. Around the same time your sister died if my calculations are correct. Odd how intertwined our tragedies are...

I don’t do much in this barren wasteland. Get up, get breakfast, shower, outdoors time, then I usually draw or catch up on letters to you, lunch, recreational time, workout then dinner and lights out. Very boring. How about you? Walk me through your day-to-day.

-love, Jk

P.s. You’re really adorable, you know that right? It’s nothing too bad, don’t worry. Just robbed some places because I was desperate to get the treatment for my mom.

Dear JK,

My day to day is also lifeless, I’m afraid.

I basically read books all day or watch old movies. Throw in a couple meals, naps and showers in there and you got a day in the life of Y/n.

Today, something scary happened though. My mom showed up to my apartment all drunk and belligerent, hollering that I’m a fuck up that needs to live in the real world and get out. She even said that she sometimes wished it was me instead of my sister who got ran over.

...I don’t think I’ve ever felt such shame than in the moment.

I really wanted someone to protect me from her...from what she represented. She was a symbol for the unstable and wild whirlwind that is what lies outside my door. I felt violated, my cozy home no longer safe. But, I suppose she was right. I am a disappointed. Drunk words are sober thoughts.

Jungkook, why am I like this?

Perhaps you can show me your drawings sometime, I’m sure they’re excellent I get the sense that you’re an artistic soul.

And I’m very angry on your behalf that the justice system failed you. I’m sorry that you were just trying to save your mom.

With love, Y/n.

My Dearest Y/n,

Your mother is an idiotic drunk who wouldn’t know common sense if it slapped her in the face. With all disrespect, what does that woman know? How dare she come to your residence and berate you for being the ‘fucked up’ one? She’s the one who attempted to find a solution to her problems at the bottom of a bottle...how hypocritical.

What are your favorite books and movies?

I didn’t read or watch much when I was free, I was too busy with my mom. I still drew a lot though, even as a free man.

Here is a few pieces of my art. I hope you don’t mind that I used you as the muse. I think I got your face down pretty well though, didn’t I? I practiced it so much, I may know it better than the back of my own hand.

You know….we may want to upgrade our letters into actual phone calls. Tell me what you think of this idea. Call it weird, but I can picture your voice so delicately in my head when I read your letters. I bet it’s very sweet sounding, a gently sculpted face has to have an equally dulcet voice.

Love, Jk.

My Dearest Y/n,

I’m sure you must’ve gotten busy, why else haven’t you written in a week?

Or maybe your doing your best to start calling instead of writing.

Please send back a letter though, as soon as you can, In this cell, the only thing I have to look forward to is your letters.

Love, JK.

My Dearest Y/n,

Where have you gone? You haven’t forgotten about me have you?

I thought you said you were like me, afraid of the world and unwilling to be bare to it. I thought we were the only ones who understood each other….

Please, stop this silence.

Love, JK.

Y/n,

This isn’t funny anymore.

I need to know that you’re okay.

Please, even if it’s a letter cussing me out...I just need to know you’re fine. I’m locked away and couldn’t do a wellness check if I wanted to.

What happened to my friend?

Love, JK.

Dear Jungkook (or should I say Easter Bunny?)

I know what you did.

I know that you lied to me.

I know you’re a murder.

Friends don’t lie to each other, Jungkook.

I think it’s best if we find different Pen Pals.

All my best wishes, Y/n.

My Dearest Y/n,

I see you found out about the nickname the hideous press gave me.

Well….I think this type of revelation is best talked over in person.

I’ll see you soon.

I honestly think this chapter is trash and I’m sorry it’s not better. It’s such a new concept that I honestly have very little experience doing a framework like this. I wanted it to be focused on the reader bc it’s vital character development for later chapters that will be way more intense. I hate filler chapters but there will most likely be a 1.5 chapter to help you guys understand wtf just happened. Please lemme know what you thought of this trash chapter.

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tiaragqueen · 5 years

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The numbers are from Aggressive Yandere Starter Prompts, and the quote is from the Abused Viewpoint prompts! ❣️❣️ sorry for not being clear :’) ~ pastel anon🌸

Give Way

✂ Pairing: Yandere! Kim Taehyung x Reader

✂ Word Count: 1,4k

✂ Trigger Warning: Violence, kidnapping, death, shooting, sadism, possessive behavior, yandere theme.

✂ This story is fictional and for amusement only. I don’t believe any of the members would do this in real life. As always, thank you for reading and I hope you have a good day!

Donot re-upload my writing to another website or use it without mypermission.

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9. “So, they’re a friend of yours? What did I say about talking to other people?”

17. “Maybe if I branded you, other people wouldn’t be such a nuisance.”

18. “I swear, if anyone lays a hand on you, I’ll chop their arm off.”

I know you didn’t request for Mafia AU but I wanted to try it out for once. Also, I excluded the prompt from The Abused Viewpoint because I couldn’t fit in with the rest of the scenario and because it’s way easier to write prompts from the same place. Hope you don’t mind.

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“Just to get you, I’m doing whatever works. You ain’t never met anybody that will do ya how I do ya, that’ll bring you to your knees.” – Black Widow [Iggy Azalea]

Unknown [4.45 pm]: Come to my house if you still want them to live.

You gripped your phone after rereading the text for at least five times already. You didn’t need to search, didn’t need to think to know who this ‘unknown’ was. The hint was blatant; it couldn’t even be called a ‘hint’ anymore. Still, it didn’t ease the nerves that skyrocketed the moment you saw the sender. Telling the cab driver the address, you clenched your clammy fists and fidgeted on the seat. Oh, how tempting it was to just open the door and roll your way out.

But you weren’t one of those cool spies in movies. You couldn’t do a stunt to even save your life. So, what made you think you could escape in the middle of busy traffic?

At least, the injury would be nothing compared to the situation you’d about to confront. That is if a car didn’t crush you first.

“Miss, we already arrived.” The driver’s raspy voice snapped you out from your slightly suicidal and illogical thoughts. You swallowed and reluctantly climbed out of the cab. It drove away as soon as you paid him, and you resisted the urge to call him again.

No, you couldn’t back out now. That would be complying with his wish, even if he did want you to be there.

One of the guards regarded you coldly once you arrived at the doorstep and led you inside. There was nothing different from the familiar living room, where you used to listen to Taehyung’s rambling about those antique paintings that hung on the wall. You never really understood the meaning or the beauty behind them since you weren’t very knowledgeable in the art of painting. In fact, you considered them as… creepy, to say the least.

And now that you grew more aware of your surroundings – thanks to the paranoia Taehyung had instilled in you and months of running away from him – you could feel their eyes following your movements. You shivered, walking a bit closer to the stone guard. Regardless, he paid no heed to your obvious fear and hesitation and roughly pushed you into a lone room in the basement.

You weren’t surprised when you saw Taehyung already waiting for you, standing behind the twins whose face were concealed under dark bags. They snapped their heads towards your direction once they heard the slam of the door shut, chest heaving from dread. They must’ve known it was you because seconds later they were already screaming and wiggling against the ropes.

But you couldn’t hear them. Not because their voices were muffled, but because your eyes had glued themselves on to Taehyung’s broad back. He was clad in his usual crisp, black suit complemented with a pair of polished dress shoes. You used to think he was handsome in that outfit, but now he looked more menacing than attractive.

Still, you couldn’t deny his appeal.

“You came.” It wasn’t a greeting. It was a statement. He knew you’d come. He knew you weren’t selfish enough to let your friends die at his hands. Literally. After all, what would the famous mafia do to get what he wanted? He could easily get away from the police, either through bribery or force.

“Let them go,” you said, faking confidence that probably seemed laughable to him because you – too – were also trembling in your boots. But you needed to be brave, although outwardly, for the sake of them. Taehyung preyed on your fear - like a monster he was - and the fact that he used your friends against you confirmed that.

Taehyung said nothing at first. Instead, he approached the sobbing twins and put his hand on one of their shoulders. You tensed instinctively, ready to tackle him should he ever do something remotely… harmful to them. “So, they’re a friend of yours?” he asked.

You knew he knew, which was why you didn’t bother to answer.

“What did I say about talking to other people?”

“I’m not your property, Taehyung.” you retorted. “Nor am I your girlfriend anymore.”

He hummed nonchalantly, keeping one hand hidden from you. “Well, you did escape me. So, if anything, you’re still technically my girlfriend.”

Calm down, [Name]. Take a deep breath. He just wanted to provoke you. Just like he always did. Therefore, you shouldn’t let him have the satisfaction of seeing your anger.

“You’re sick, Taehyung.” You spat his name like it was poison in your tongue. “That’s why I escaped from you. No normal man would keep his girlfriend locked inside some fancy house and punish her for the slightest mistake.”

“I did it for you,” he defended. Though, it didn’t exactly sound like one. In fact, it almost felt like he was scolding you. As if you were some kind of a naïve child that knew nothing about manners and punishments. “I need to discipline you. If I didn’t do it, then what kind of a boyfriend am I?”

You shuddered indignantly. “I’m not a fucking child.”

“Ah!” He suddenly snapped his fingers, face lit up like a child at Christmas. You could say that he appeared almost… delighted to hear you swearing. You mentally reminded yourself that you weren’t his lover anymore, therefore you didn’t have a reason to feel like you’d ‘fucked up’ in some way. “There it is! It’s been a long time since I heard you cursing. Seems like you’ve been bratty, eh?” Taehyung nodded, as though he had come into an understanding. What kind of understanding, you had no idea. “These two have been poisoning your mind and destroying your manners. We can’t have that, can we?”

You frowned, though you still maintained your overall pissedexpression.

“Maybe if I branded you, other people wouldn’t be such a nuisance.” Taehyung closed his eyes, seemingly pondering over something. This wasn’t the first time he’d acted this way – spouting nonsense and just generally being contemplative – but it never meant anything good. Maybe because you always acted out during those times. “No, wait. You’re not in the wrong here. No, no, no. They’re the ones at fault here.”

You didn’t know whether you should be glad or confused with his statement.

“… And that’s why,” your eyes immediately widened when he whipped out a gun from his back pocket. “They should die instead.”

On instinct, you stepped forward and stretched out a hand. It was futile, you knew that much, but at least you’ve tried to stop him. “No–!”

And you already knew, no matter how much it hurt, that he would never stop and listen to your reason.

Bang!

The abrupt sound echoed in your ears as you stumbled on to the ground. You winced and looked up, discerning one of your friends instantly went motionless. The living twin cried through the cloth and squirmed on the chair in a futile attempt to save their now deceased sibling. You frowned and turned your head away, already aware of what would happen very soon.

It wasn’t long until Taehyung put them out of their misery as well, thus declaring the tragic death of your friends. The people who have helped you escape and provided you with their humble apartment. The people who have comforted you through the trauma you’d endured during your time in his house.

And worst of all, you never got the chance to truly and sincerely say ‘thank you’.

“See? This is what happens when people mess with my possession.” He ambled towards you and put a finger under your quivering chin. Tears trickled down and dripped on to his palm, yet he found your expression to be simply delightful. “Aw… Are you sad because your little friends are dead, my dear?”

You closed your eyes, unable to see the haunting sight or the malicious glint in his irises.

“How cute,” he cooed. “Crying like a baby you are.” Taehyung grinned wickedly, gripping your jaw in a near-crushing grasp. You didn’t even have the strength to fight back. It was like their deaths had drained you of the stamina and will to live. Well, how could you fight anyway? He was definitely stronger than you. Beating you would be like a walk in the park. That, and because you feared that he might shoot you the same way he did to those twins.

Though, you did wonder if it was better alive and suffer his constant punishments than die painlessly and peacefully. At least, you’d have your friends and other unfortunate people he’d killed in the past.

“But, you know what? This won’t be the last time you’ll see this. I swear, if anyone lays a hand on you, I’ll chop their arm off.”

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thefiery-phoenix · 1 month

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how about yandere boyfriend h/c for Gun Park 🫶🏻

Sure

YANDERE PARK JONGGUN HEADCANONS

If you have this psychotic fighting obsessed lunatic after you as a yandere or as a significant other, I seriously pray for you and your mental health. He's the cause of people's trauma and gave at least half the lookism characters their own sob backstories. You'd meet him in middle school. He's the heir of the famous Japanese Yakuza organization of the Yamazaki clan. You didn't want anything to do with him at first. He was the poster boy for being a troublemaker and kept beating people up left and right. You hated his cruelty towards the other students and wanted to stay the heck away from him. One day however you accidentally bumped into him and you spilled some water over his shirt. His bodyguards simply glared at you menacingly as Gun stared at you with a cold stoic look on his face. However when you apologized profusely with a flustered embarrassed expression on his face, a small smirk formed on his lips as he watched you with an amused expression, trying to wipe his shirt with that cute little handkerchief of yours

You've managed to intrigue him now, congratulations because you have a stalker on your trail. He quietly observes you in the classes, how you're always quick to answer the questions asked by the teacher, how you're so eager to finish doing your homework...you were such a goody two shoes, the typical girl next door and he found your personality rather amusing. He felt like a predator watching his pretty little prey and he felt a surge of power rush through him. He found out everything about you within 10 minutes and during the lunch period he quietly left a bottle of your favorite drink and left

He promised himself he'd never have time for silly frivolous distractions like love and that nonsense. He was supposed to destroy everyone in his path to attain his great title of becoming the king of the second generation, so why couldn't he fight you when he was about to hit some random moron because they'd dared to challenge him. "Leave. This doesn't concern you" he said with his usual cold look on his face as a slight flash of irritation flashed in his eyes. Why on earth would you defend someone so weak and insignificant when you're supposed to be by his side? Do you not know you belong to him now? However when he sees you extending your arms out and looking at him with a slight angry determined pout and asking him to leave the student alone, for the first time, he actually listened to someone and it was you. An amused smirk formed on his face. "Aww...how cute, a little princess is trying to be a hero...just know things won't always work out your way and you'll need someone like me in the end to protect you...I'll wait for that day to come" said Gun with a slight hint of malice dancing manically in his eyes as he left

A few years later you've heard of his fearful and dangerous reputation around South Korea of how he's busy terrorizing the other gangs with another blonde pest named Goo. However you had no intention of getting involved in things like gang wars and such, your only objective was to just survive high school and get a decent job and make a life of your own. If you thought for a moment he's stopped watching you, you're absolutely wrong. He's always on the lookout for you and is always keeping an eye on you. The other day some random guy started hitting on you despite your repeated attempts of refusing him

"She said no you lousy insect..get lost before I murder you" said a familiar cold voice as he came out of the shadows in his long black suit and black glasses as he smoked a cigarette and glared at the man. "Who the hell are you to tell me what to-" said the man but couldn't finish his sentence as Gun ended up grabbing him by his neck with his hand and flung him to the nearby. He then put out his cigarette on top of the man's unconscious head as he smirked at you. "Well princess...it's been a while since we've met" he said as he strode closer to you. He surveyed your features, you didn't change since the last time he saw you. However what drew him towards you was your childlike naivety and innocence. Something he wanted for himself

"I'll be upfront with you...I don't play games. Go out with me. And don't you dare refuse, you know you don't have that option" he said as he leaned closer to you just to make you feel more flustered which he was getting a kick out of. You sighed and agreed to go out with him as he smiled evilly at you. But deep down, he could feel his heart melt slightly at your acceptance. What a good little doll you were, doing whatever he asked from you

As a yandere, he would be possessive, obsessive and manipulative as well. He's not above to using other people as mere chess pieces just to get whatever he wants from you. But the bright side is, he doesn't hurt you, physically or emotionally. Despite him not being too fond of the idea of romance, he has a pretty good idea of what to do with a partner. He likes taking you out to nice fancy restaurants where there's a private booth so you won't be able to squeal for help. This sadistic MF here loves and lives to see you squirm and get flustered. Don't get too surprised when this jerk here keeps running his hands down your thigh with a smirk on his face

He ALWAYS knows your location, despite you not even telling him. A certain purple haired brat keeps him informed as insufferable as he might be. If you've guessed it was Kouji then good job, you win a cookie. Another blonde psychopath who goes by the name Goo keeps him informed as well. You're not supposed to go anywhere without telling your man where you're going. He'll always be stalking you from the shadows, you're never really alone. He doesn't want you getting involved in gang fights and crew messes and stuff. When you asked him to fight you, he simply cracked a sadistic amused grin. A few seconds later you found yourself on the ground as he pet your head and chuckled softly. "Naive little princesses like you aren't supposed to be in gang fights..." he said as he softly caressed your cheek

He'd rather take this to the grave than admit this out loud but he loves it when you rake your fingers through his hair. He feels like all the walls in his heart are breaking down and he lets out a soft contended hum of approval. Had it been Goo doing that, his fingers would have been bent at an unnatural angle and would have to deal with his incessant whining. He also likes to hold you and have you on his lap. He likes the physical intimacy. Plus the view is great too, there's a reason he wears glasses you know...this shameless perv 💀

Don't underestimate his power. The second you try to leave him or get away from him, he'll end up kidnapping you. He has his own reasons, selfish reasons to be precise. Scream, cry and throw as many number of tantrums as you want, you won't be leaving him anytime soon. There's no way you'll be able to even fight him so the sooner you get that silly little thought from your pretty little head, the better it would be for everyone involved. He'll just think you might need some time to adjust and he'll give you your space. However when you try kicking and punching him, he'll just take them with an amused smirk on his face and coo at you describing your hits compared to that of a bratty little child trying to hit someone

He'd spoil the hell out of you though, whatever your little heart desires it's yours. Just say the word. He also likes it when he comes back from a fight and you patch him up and he can't help but lean in slightly into your touch as he looks at you with a soft affectionate look, reserved only for you, the special one in his heart. Of course, he might be a cocky little jerk to get deliberately injured in fights at times just to feel your touch and to see how adorable you look when you're all concerned and fussing over him. Goo will eventually call him out on his BS only for Gun to whack him across the head with a slight smirk but he wouldn't deny it

Now, as for the people who dare to steal you away from him or try to take you away from him...not even the gods would be able to save them. He will have no mercy when it comes to such people. Perhaps if he's feeling a tad bit merciful and he wants to get home to you quickly, he'll just beat them up till they're literally hospitalized for a month. Or else it's straight up death in the most gruesome and horrendous manner possible. He does not hold back and will go even feral than usual. Some lousy moron tried to take pictures of you while you were unaware of it a few days ago. Gun didn't even bother to hesitate to break the punk's hand and crush it in one go, silently vowing to murder the little pest later on in the night

Don't even bother trying to escape from him, you'll just be making him laugh at this point. He doesn't even need any help tracking you down, like I said before, he'll always know where you are. He can read you like an open book and knows what your thoughts are. He might be cold and aloof at times but he does like cuddling with you and petting your head affectionately. As much as you nag him to quit smoking, that's something he wouldn't give up on. But he finds it amusing and endearing how fussy you get about it and will pull you onto his lap and quickly capture your lips in a soft yet passionate kiss

Ultimately at the end of the day, no matter how ruthless he is he just wants to come back to you and have you in his arms, right where you belong...

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wannaeatramyeon · 9 months

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Masterlist of Lookism ✨Bullshit✨ Pt 2

Lookism Masterlist | You're here! Part 2 ☞ (multi-character headcanons/dynamics)

Lookism Storylines ☞ (fun shit. mix of x reader and with reader)

Gun + Goo | Jake + Samuel | Everyone else ☞ (single character-centric standalones)

... Even More Lookism Masterlist ☞ (different characters in same scenarios series)

How To Fight/Viral Hit Masterlist | Seong Taehoon

Multi-Character Headcanons/Dynamics

Lookism actually contributing to society (Eli, Johan, Jake, Samuel, Eugene, Gun, Goo)

Lookism boys crushing on you (Johan, Jake, Vasco, Gun, Goo) | Part 2 (Samuel, Zack, Daniel, Eugene)

Lookism shopping headcanons (Johan, Gun, Jake, Goo)

Lookism jealous headcanons: Least jealous (Jake, Vasco, Gun, Daniel, Eli) | Most jealous (Vin, Goo, Samuel, Johan)

Lookism with non South Korean S/O (Gun, Samuel, Vasco, Jake)

Lookism being a menace at your window (Gun to Daniel, Vasco, Jake, Johan, Goo, Samuel)

Lookism first date headcanon (Zack, Goo, Gun, Samuel, Jake, Johan)

Lookism sharing love hotel room headcanon (Samuel, Gun, Jake, Goo, Johan, Daniel, Vasco, Zack, DG)

Lookism x Reader: tall, quiet, glasses (Goo, Jake)

Lookism Ideal Types (Johan, Jake, Gun, Goo)

Lookism boys... resting their head in your lap hc (Johan, Jake, Gun, Goo, Vasco, Vin, Warren)

Lookism reacting to S/O getting hurt (Jake, Samuel, Warren, Gun, Goo)

Lookism x Reader: Twerking (Jake, Goo, Samuel, Gun, DG)

Lookism boys as dads + what their kid's like (Jake, Samuel, Warren, Goo, Ryuhei, Eugene, Vasco, Zack, Johan)

Lookism Yanderes: Gun Park, Goo Kim, Samuel Seo | DG/James Lee

Shopping with your boyfriend: Gun Park, Eugene

Lookism Boys with Petite S/O: Johan, Vin, Jake, Samuel, Goo

Lookism Boys being ill + YOU looking after them hc (Gun, Goo, Samuel, Jake, Vin, Johan)

Accidentally hurting S/O: Goo, Jake, Gun, Samuel, Vin

Lookism Boys helping with Recovery (Gun, Goo, Samuel, Vasco, Eli)

Lookism x Reader: Kabedon with Samuel, Gun, Johan, Goo, Jake

Medic!Reader tending to Samuel Seo, Gun Park, Johan Seong

Love at First Sight Double-Take at First-ish Meeting: Gun, Goo, Jake, Sammy, Vin + Taehoon!

Lookism Boys in committed relationships (longer term etc): Sammy, Jake, Eli, Gun, Goo, Vin

Lookism guys: What they like about you(r body): Gun, Goo, Jake, Sam, Vin

Seasons of Lookism: Jake, Goo, Samuel, Gun

Lookism with Tired, Introvert S/O hc: Vasco, Goo, Jake, Gun

Lookism x Reader: You, too busy to eat. Gun, Jakey, Goo, Sammy

Lookism as your Older Sibling: Goo, Gun, DG, Ten Geniuses

Big Deal Shenanigans: Lua is back

Makeup nonsense with your boyfriend: Gun Park, Goo Kim

Bloody Research with your boyfriend: Gun Park, Goo Kim

You're not my type: Goo, Gun

With an annoying, clingy!SO - Gun, Goo, Jake, Vin, Taehoon hc

Your box of belongings: Gun, Goo, Samuel

Lookism x Reader: Vulnerability (Vin, Goo, Gun)

Lookism x Reader: Simps (Gun, Ryuhei, Jake)

Lookism x Reader: Happy Holidays! (All my blorbos - Gun Park, Goo Kim, Ryuhei Kuroda, Jake Kim, Vin Jin, Samuel Seo)

Lookism: "No thank you! I have a partner!" - Gun Park, Ryuhei Kuroda, Goo Kim, DG, Vin Jin, Jake Kim, Samuel Seo

Lookism Guys: Ruffling their Hair - Gun, Jake, Sammy, Ryuhei, Johan, Vincent

Lookism x Reader: Subway Stumble (Jake, Gun, Goo)

#I'm sorry #these masterlists are getting insane. I hit link limit again...#lookism headcanons #lookism hc #lookism x reader #lookism #lookism fanfic #lookism fic #wannaeatramyeon #masterlist

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your-ao-no-exorcist-imagine-blog · 7 years

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Can I have a yandere Yukio scenario? Sorry if you don't want to!

Course you can love

I can’t take this anymore, I have to see her again, I just have too.....

I know what dorm she’s in, she should be alone after all it is Saturday and I know she doesn't have many friends, she has told me that herself. I make my way to her dorm, I hear her playing music inside, I'm going to have to remember what band she likes. I knock a few times getting louder with each knock just to make sure she can here me, she has to be home....

She comes to the door, surprisingly she is in her pajamas already, I suppose it is seven o’clock in the evening.

“Hi Yukio,” she smiles at me, I can already feel my heart racing. “Did you need something?”

“No, I mean yes, do you want to go for a walk to the park with me?” I close my eyes, that was a very stupid thing to ask, what am I going to do if she says no? Someone will notice if I just take her, not that I don't have the means to, but I do not want to make a commotion of things.

“Alright, do you mind if my friend comes too? She’s staying over tonight.” I glance in the room to see a girl sitting on the couch, I am such a fool.

“I would prefer it was just us,” I try to keep my voice steady, but I can feel it shaking just a little bit, who is that girl....I haven't noticed her before...I have to get rid of her....

“Oh,” she frowns looking between her friend and I, “I guess I can, not to the park though.”

“Great,” I turn walking away, I run my hand along my gun in my pocket, it would be so easy to get rid of that girl, then it would be just us, I wouldn't have to worry...No...I can’t make y/n afraid of me...yet...

“Yukio?” She looks at me concern in her eyes, “You okay?”

“Yes, I am now that I am with you,” I smile a little bit taking my hand from my pocket, I’m with her now, I don't need to worry about that just yet there’s plenty of time, I just need to make her want to stay out with me instead. “I missed you y/n.”

“I just saw you this morning,” she laughs shaking her head, “You really do get lonely don’t you?”

“Yes, lonely that's it...” I grumble, why can’t she see that I love her? I spend as much time as I possibly can with her, what else do I have to do? I even know all of her favorite books, I kept all of her papers, what more does it take....? I have to have her, I can’t let any one take her from me, I suppose no one has tried yet, thankfully my hands can stay clean awhile longer...

(Hello there lovely anon, I would like to apologize if this is bad, I have only recently started working with writing yanderes and I have not perfected it just yet, or anywhere near. I do hope this is something near what you were looking for, if not I will gladly redo it in any way cx)

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thefiery-phoenix · 21 days

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Yandare gun park who got obsessed with a foreigner reader working for him as his secretary of something head canons ?

Sure :)

YANDERE GUN PARK WITH FOREIGNER SECRETARY READER

Love was something Gun never had a positive opinion of, he always viewed it as something trivial when he had better things to do in life like extort money from gangs and traumatize people. The only things he desired was power and money, he honestly couldn't care less about anything else till he met you. He needed someone to take of some mundane paperwork Charles Choi decided to throw towards him and thought of making Goo do it till he realized he'd have to deal with his incessant whining which was something he wasn't overly fond of till he got the idea of hiring a secretary for himself. He could tell from the get go you weren't from around here since you spoke in a different accent and looked out of place. Gun's eyes were focused on you and he didn't understand why he felt intrigued by you. You worked as a barista and the way your apron hugged your frame and you spoke to people with a smile, you looked...innocent and somewhat gullible in his opinion as his eyes never left your figure

He spotted your manager yelling at you a while later and you had tears streaming down your face while your lousy scumbag of a manager berated and insulted you. Something inside him told him to intervene, he couldn't believe he was actually doing this for someone who he didn't even talk to yet but something in him compelled him to do so. "Hey...shut up. It's annoying to hear you scream like a whining man child. Get lost'' said Gun as he waved his hand dismissively and lit a cigarette and let out a puff as he glared at your manager. "WHO THE HELL ARE YOU TO TELL ME WHAT TO-'' screamed your manager on top of his lungs however he was cut off when Gun grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and his hands gripped his face in a vice like grip as he leaned closer towards him and whispered something in his ear. You didn't know what he whispered into your manager's ear since it wasn't audible to you but whatever it was that the stranger said to your manager, he went pale and shivered slightly as he let out a pathetic whimper and scampered off. You've never seen your manager reduced to such a state as you looked at the stranger in apprehension and slight fear as you fidgeted nervously

"Don't worry, I won't bite...unless you want me to'' said the stranger as he smirked at you and you could feel his intense gaze behind his glasses you had an awkward smile on your face. "Um...thank you I guess...I don't know how to repay you though'' you said as his smirk widened. What an eager polite little thing you were, you looked like a typical goody two shoes and he felt a strange desire growing inside him to corrupt you, to have you for himself and devour you whole, to OWN you. "There is something you can do for me...'' he started as he took another puff of his cigarette and watched your confused and nervous look as you reminded him of a helpless little prey which gave him a power surge and a sense of satisfaction to see you squirm. He made a mental note to make you squirm for him even more later on in the future, your expressions were so amusing for him

"Work for me...as my secretary. You can start tomorrow'' he said in a tone which indicated you didn't really have a choice in the matter as you took the card and looked at it. You looked at the man in front of you and you couldn't help but get an uneasy feeling that he was dangerous. "You shouldn't refuse if you know what's good for you. It would be...unwise'' said the man in front of you as your heart almost stopped beating at his words. You slowly nodded as you sighed and went back to your house. You were too tired to comprehend what to do anymore as you headed for bed after you had a quiet dinner. Meanwhile Gun headed back to his residence and pulled out his phone. "Oi brat, I need a favor from you'' said Gun. "You call me that one more time, I swear I'll kill you'' grumbled Kouji from the other end as Gun chuckled slightly. "I'd like to see you try pipsqueak. I need some information on Y/N, think you're up for the job?" he asked Kouji as he was met with a few moments of silence. "You really think I have nothing better to do in life huh? Fine...but I'm charging you double. You interrupted my game MF'' he grumbled as he cut the call. 15 minutes later Kouji sent a file to Gun as he spent the rest of the night reading everything about you from your likes, dislikes, hobbies and such. The fact that you weren't from Korea made things better, he could make you rely on him more, make you dependent on him and have you for himself easily as he smirked to himself, waiting for the next day when he'd see you again

The next day, sure enough, you showed up to his residence and you had a smart attire and Gun was somewhat surprised you actually held up your end of the promise. You were so easy to take advantage of and he couldn't wait to have you in his clutches. "You actually showed up...congratulations, you got the job'' said Gun as you quirked your brow in slight confusion. "Aren't you going to conduct an interview or something?" you asked him curiously as his mouth curved into an amused grin. He wondered whether or not he should tell you how he already knew everything there was about you including how you lived alone and your current address and such but he didn't want to scare you off just yet so he decided to withhold that information. For now at least as he mentioned some vague answer of not wanting to bother with tedious and nonsensical procedures and preferred a more direct approach towards things

He's amused how skittish and nervous you're around him. Your actions never cease to delight and amuse him and he loves to call you out on your flustered and shy behavior at times and gets a kick of your cheeks going red whenever he makes slightly suggestive comments towards you. Which just proved his theory that even the devil had his day. He always insists that you have lunch with him and don't even think of skipping out on lunch with him, he'll drag you to eat with him anyway telling you that you can always work later. He'll take you out to fancy restaurants at times to a private booth where the two of you would be undisturbed and he'll ask you questions about your life and such. Even if you hide something from him he'll find out eventually through his sources so there's no room for you to keep a secret from him anymore

It kind of goes without saying you know, when you're working for Gun, you'll meet Goo as well and Goo knows Gun inside and out and he immediately understands his fighting obsessed psychotic friend has taken an obsessive unhealthy liking towards you when he caught him stalking you in the shadows when you went back home. Of course Gun immediately warned Goo to keep his mouth shut as Goo grinned at him in amusement but honored his wish. Goo being the infuriating little brat he is at times loves to tease Gun and getting a rise out of him by hanging out with you, it's amusing to see his eyes get all fired up with possessiveness and jealousy, an emotion he'd never expected him to have before but at the same time, he acts like a wingman for him and encourages his twisted obsessive love for you, snitching on you to Gun anytime you have plans with your pesky little friends in which case Gun would have to personally take care of them for being a distraction for you. Don't feel too upset when they don't lift your calls anymore, you still have him. You wouldn't know about what he actually does, you're in the dark regarding all the money extortion and the crew related things he does, he wants to keep you in that sheltered little bubble and make you rely SOLELY on him alone

Personal space be damned, he's always doing things to make you flustered like kissing the back of your hand or being too close to you. He'll find a way to monopolize your time and attention to be focused on him and only him, nothing else should matter to you. He likes to trace his thumb over your bottom lip and whenever he speaks to you in that husky deep voice of his, his lips would teasingly graze over to your ear and the nape of your neck which would send shivers and tingles down your spine as he has a firm grasp around your waist. It just feeds into his god complex of an ego how much of an effect he has on you. He's looking forward to having you on his lap one of these days, while he runs his hands over your beautiful body meant for him

When you spring the news that you're going back to your country permanently and want to live there, he stops whatever he's doing and simply glares at you. Even though he's wearing his glasses you could feel the heat and intensity of his heated stare which was practically burning a hole through your soul. However, he has a fake smile on his face and invites you to one last dinner before you leave. Little did you know, there was quite an unexpected surprise in store for you. You headed to his residence for dinner that night and he loved how shy and bashful you were being. No way in HELL would he allow you to leave him, you were his since the moment he laid his eyes on you. You couldn't exactly put a finger on it but you felt like the food tasted somewhat strange and by the time you finished your last bite, you started feeling drowsy and sleepy. "I'm...I'm feeling tired. I think...I think I better go home'' you mumbled sleepily and yawned. A few seconds later your vision started becoming blurry and you blacked out on his couch as he gently ran his fingers through your hair and caressed your cheek. How dare you try to leave him? He'll have to discipline and punish you later for trying to leave him. It doesn't matter if you'd hate him after you wake up, you'll love him eventually, he'll MAKE you love him even if he needs to use force...

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thefiery-phoenix · 5 days

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yandere Gun Park x f!reader (how he would deal with some assholes trying to catcall his girl? and how he would comfort her??) 🤨 the situation might be like she called him to pick her up at late night after having a party at a club w/her friends? thank you!

THE BLOOD ON HIS HANDS (YANDERE JONGGUN PARK X READER)

You weren't one to head out for clubs but you decided to make an exception this one time since it was your friend's birthday and you couldn't miss out on it since it would be rude and you didn't have the heart to disappoint your friend on her special day but you also promised yourself that you wouldn't drink. You were dressed in a knee length maroon dress that hugged your curves and left your hair open as you grabbed your black purse and the gift for your friend and put on your heels and made your way down to the club for the party. Your friend let out an excited squeal as she spotted you and enveloped you in a hug and you placed the gift on the table nearby while you surveyed the scene around you, the strobe lights made your head throb slightly but you ignored the feeling and you felt yourself getting lost in your thoughts, trying to ignore the chatter around you and the hustle and bustle

You wouldn't say you had a bad time either, you had fun dancing with your friends and you couldn't help but feel bashful and flustered after you finished your karaoke song and everyone around you clapped and cheered for you. Your friend cut her birthday cake and after a few light hearted conversations with your other friends, you decided you had enough fun for one night and you could feel your social energy draining out as you bade your friends goodbye and you decided to leave. Little did you know, just like how good things must come to an end, a horrid end was about to ruin your perfect night unbeknownst to you

You've always found comfort and solace in the night time, you liked the way the cool breeze felt around your skin as you looked up at the inky dark night sky shimmering with stars and your mind could form images of various constellations you'd read about a while ago as you hummed softly to yourself and continued to walk. While you were walking, you halted a few moments later as you stared at the large yellow board in front of you with the words 'Construction in progress' as you groaned in dismay and you realized you had to take another route through the alleyways which was an option you weren't overly fond of since it meant you'd take longer to reach home. Besides, you were sure Gun wouldn't be too pleased if you were back home later than the time you both agreed on as you sighed and decided to just suck it up and deal with it and you started making your way to the alleyways

While you walked, you spotted a few alcohol bottles strewn across on the ground and a few cigarettes on the ground as well as you scrunched up your nose in distaste and walked faster, your heart beat racing after every step. Your eyes landed on the 4 men sitting on their bikes a distance away from you in the alleyway, their words a bit slurred and looking like they were drunk as you gulped nervously and put your head down, hoping that they wouldn't pick on you if you just minded your own business and went on your merry way. "Well boys, look what we have here, a fine piece of meat...damn she's hot'' hollered one of the guys as the other guys laughed in response at his words and you cringed at his words but didn't say anything and continued to walk faster till someone got in front of you and blocked your path. "Where are you going cutie, you don't wanna spend time with us and get to know us? I'm hurt you know...'' said the guy in front of you and laughed mockingly as he leaned closer to you. You flinched and recoiled backwards and tried to step towards the other side till he blocked your path again and played with a strand of your hair and sniffed it with a lecherous look in his eyes

"Please let me go'' you whispered as you backed away from him till someone grabbed your arms from the back and pushed his face closer to your neck. "You smell so good...and such a pretty voice...wonder how pretty you'd look when you're under us, screaming our names...I bet you'd like that wouldn't you given the way you're dressed...it's like you're practically asking for someone to spend the night with you'' whispered the man as he chuckled darkly and you felt tears prick your eyes at his words and bile rising to your throat. Your hands reached into your purse and you quickly dialed Gun's number hoping he'd answer the phone before another guy ripped your purse away from you and threw it on the ground away from your reach. "Let's have some fun with no distractions, yeah? No one's going to hear you scream...'' he spoke maliciously as his eyes glinted with dark desire for you and you struggled in vain against the man who was holding you captive in his arms and tears flowed down your face freely

You remembered seeing Gun fight multiple times and you tried to replicate one of his moves which ended up in one of the men slapping you hard across the face and he held your cheeks harshly and grabbed your hair which made you wince in pain. "I'll show you what happens to dumb little girls like you who think they're too good'' he hissed as his hand darted out to tear your dress off and you shut your eyes and whimpered till you heard the sound of the same man letting out a sharp grunt of pain. Your mind was filled with confusion as you opened your eyes to see the man who slapped you now on the ground grunting in pain and clutching at his now broken hand as a familiar guy wearing a black suit and black glasses blended into the darkness of the night as he emerged from the shadows looking irritated

"GUN!" you cried out in relief, your heart soaring with joy after seeing him as his eyes momentarily softened when his gaze landed on you but after the whimpers of the man beneath him got on his nerves, he calmly lit a cigarette and stomped on the guy's head and back and glared at the guys around you. Another guy tried to attack him and went in for a punch when Gun just let out a disinterested hum and grabbed his arm and twisted it as the man fell on the ground wincing in pain. Gun then kicked his shins and kicked his jaw which rendered the man unconscious. One of them tried to run away in fear when Gun grabbed him by his shirt and slammed him against the wall repeatedly over and over again till his head dripped with blood and he fell down unconscious. The fourth guy whimpered and pleaded for mercy as he fell down to his knees pathetically sobbing but Gun let out a noise of discontent and disgust as he grabbed him by his hair. "You bastards actually had the audacity to lay your hands on MY woman...I don't show mercy'' he replied coldly as he twisted his neck the other side and the guy fell down on the ground. At this point you were pretty sure he wasn't breathing and the others were probably dead or something as Gun, to add insult for injury stubbed out his cigarette on one of their foreheads and stomped on their hands for a good measure before he made his way to you and his hands gently brushed against your cheek to dry your tears

"Don't worry love...I'm here..'' he whispered as his expression softened to see your scared and vulnerable state and brushed a few strands of hair from your face and pulled you close to him. He removed his jacket and wrapped it around you and kissed your head gently. "How...how did you even find me, I thought the call didn't go through'' you said and looked at him as he smirked at you in amusement. "You really think I'd let my girl walk through these streets with no help? I'm always watching your every move, that's why I told you it's better if I just lock you in my house and throw away the key so you won't get into situations like this...although I'm tempted to do it now. I'm not leaving you...ever'' he spoke as his voice was laced with the usual possessiveness he had for you and his grip on your wrist became tighter

You tried to walk when you let out a wince of pain and your face morphed into a grimace as he realized you hurt your foot. He immediately lifted you bridal style in his arms and you let out a squeak of nervousness. "It's fine, I can walk, I don't want to burden you'' you mumbled as he gave you a sharp glare. "You're NOT a burden and never will be. Now stop your silly protesting, I'm carrying you whether you like it or not. Your foot is injured so don't give me that I'm fine nonsense'' he replied sharply as you could feel your cheeks tinge slightly with a blush and you hid your face with your hands which he found rather endearing and he chuckled softly as he pecked a kiss to your cheeks before he made his way back to his residence

You took a nice warm shower and he motioned for you to come to bed with him as you climbed on the bed with him and he wrapped his arms around you firmly and he kissed your head. "Thanks for saving me'' you mumbled and leaned closer to his warm embrace, that spread warmth through your heart and made you feel safe and protected. "Of course, it's nothing you should be thanking me about...'' he replied and stroked your hair. He watched you drift off to sleep, his heart weighing heavily to see the tired and pained expression on your face because of the ordeal you had to go through today as he held you close to him, keeping you safe and sheltered in his arms. He wouldn't hesitate to kill for you again, his only regret was giving those fools a quick and fast death instead of a slow and agonizing one. But the next time someone would ever dare to mess with you, he wouldn't hesitate to grant them a slow painful death, besides, what's more blood on his hands going to do when he's already killed so many in your name and for the sake of your love and safety?

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