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asmrtist-brainrot · 9 months

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Yandere Listeners

Again, it's mostly soft yans. But I wanted to explore the ideas a little more.

I'll be using they/them pronouns since the Listeners have characterization that I can reposition.

The most murdery/violent is probably Boo.

Have this as a little apology for my lack of posts. ^^;

This might just be a part one to more???

~ Dari

Warning(s): References of murder, stabbing, knives, decapitation, torture, and knives. Implied Cannibalism(mostly just a Sweeney Todd reference). Bittersweet Spoilers. Disturbing - Obsessive/Possessive Behavior.

Angel (Redacted ASMR)

honestly, it only took a moment for them want to start following David

usually though, it's not in their MO or yandere type to be stalking - but after they've seen him again and again so many times... they just accept it as is

even actively looking for him and used their charm and natural charisma to be able to make him believe that it was a coincidence

lowkey delusional; most definitely thinks of their meetings as fated

honestly... Michael might have the worst experience in this timeline because the minute he presented himself as a possible threat to their relationship with David, they're ready to cash in his life warranty

and steal their cat back

they adore the wolf pack and quietly considers killing for them, and often; it's pretty darn likely that they could get away with it too - after all...

they're only a delicate little unempowered human. how could they have killed someone so much stronger than them?

like Sweetheart's asshole coworkers, Quinn, and so on are probably... not safe?

they don't usually end up going through with killing after the mention of seers and telepaths being a thing; but there are some rather twisted ideas in their head on how they'd deal with Quinn

he is most definitely not prepared when he goes after them

they learned everything they could about vampires and used every exploitable thing to use against him

he was lucky he was caught, Angel would have somehow turned his ribs into a knife holder and turned his spine into a belt for what he's done

Caelum is probably pretty concerned with all these... thoughts that pass through their feelings -

but they haven't ever acted on any of them, so it should be okay!

... right?

Boo (YuuriVoice)

they're unsurprisingly willing to kill for their boys, that was definitely after their brief internal rage at Seth reappearing and raising hell

honestly, when when they seeked him out in the woods - his fate hinged on how he would have reacted to their confrontation...

it was likely he would've easily been poisoned and body disposed of, if not for the fact that Boo was still emotionally mature and fully self-aware

their bloodlust fell away when they see how broken up he truly was and that he just... wanted to move on

so they helped, despite their obsession screeching at them not to

when Seth was jumped, when you saw him busted up - that was it

he was under your protection, and you promised to yourself that you'd gut Derek like a fish given the first chance

you would see the son of a fuck dead if it was the last thing you did

even Charlie and Jessie weren't necessarily safe, being as you could still be reasoned with - it was good you didn't have to kill them

"that boy's got a family now and ain't nothing gonna take it from him" is the line that saved Jess from your wrath in particular

you were sure you couldn't help Seth heal his poor little heart from this loss

but if either of them made sure that harm could never come to your boys again - you would absolutely wipe them too

the only people that are aware is the storyweaver Finn

and Derek, who is most definitely terrified of you, regardless if he's been killed in another storyline (the percentage of you killing him vs. everyone else is high, so you've been the end of him many times)

there are bloodier timelines - ones with Seth disappearing after the first confrontation, ones where Jessie is presumably wiped by Derek, where Charlie was allegedly to be caught by another thug for bring a rat... Just ones with you with another body under your belt

it's really good that Alphonse and Seth never find out about this streak of cruelty - you could never bring it in yourself to hurt them after learning to love them so deeply

when Al warns other people to be more concerned about what you could do over what he would do is more true than he could ever know

everybody is real fucking lucky that you weren't Sweeney Todd's Ms. Lovett, because the body count on you could make enough meat pies to fill a house

Cheeky (Scythe Audio)

bitches should be absolutely praying that they don't drive this little lightbulb over the edge, because they are asking for all the wrong things to happen

Cheeky is a pacifist for the most part, they fight to defend, to make sure they're doing their part in saving the world and can instants when people need to die for the greater good

but people need to stop testing them

the yan trait thing wss probably triggered through their isolation as an experiment, realizing how alone they were

seeing V again and being able to live with him was enough for them to grow that attachment; Cheeky is also very lucid and try everything to stamp out their tendencies

L in particular was saved because she was just so very important to their V, despite their burning jealousy

the Atrocity was actually surpised at the fact their utter fury and bloodlust at the loss of the children, that it was all pointed at him as well

it also amused him as he taunted them for being kindred spirits

at least until they broke out of his mind control with the blood boiling wrath they felt at being compared to him in any manner

Atrocity is even taken aback by the animosity

"How can we be alike if you have no one? When no one ever loved you in the first place?"

they stabbed him right in that sore spot, having seen into his mind for just a second

their light powers are nearly bolstered by this love for V and L and their hits actually hurt... they hurt a lot

but they're still not as skilled yet, so the other two still stepped in...

maybe it's best they learn how to channel this rage of their's; with any luck, they could do more permanent damage

they aim to keep him Atrocity as a toothless head and watch him die slowly...

hopefully in time

but first, they have a bone to pick with Anima

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leafie-draws · 2 years

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everytime there's a shooting it reminds me of what happened to my friend and how she should still be alive today. I don't even have an obituary just news articles saying that the cops did their best™ her stalker shot and killed her. the cops fucking failed. and I'm mad. I'm mad because despite multiple complaints the cops still let him go. I'm mad because after threating me, my friend and her family, the cops did nothing. I'm mad because a mother had to bury her child. I'm mad because I have an ache in my heart that will never heal. I remember how he texted me pretending to be her and how he asked me to meet up in a vacant lot a mile out of town at night. I remember calling the cops and telling them exactly what was happening and them calling me back telling me "he got away." I will remember it forever. I'm sorry for venting like this but it hurts. I miss her everyday, I miss getting coffee and watching anime together, she was my best friend, she didn't deserve what happened to her. I miss her.

#leafie speaks #personal #I can't watch the news anymore I'm just so tired #ok to reblog #//guns #//shootings #//violence #//stalking #//cops

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starrymused · 2 years

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Sebastian Blackthorn was born in New York City to an incredibly wealthy family. His father, a very prominent (and corrupt) politician, gives his son everything. He has never been told no and had everything handed to him with no issue. His mother is a housewife who likes to spend her days shopping, visiting fancy restaurants with friends, and downing tequilas. His father has a mistress that his mother knows about, but she doesn’t really care if it means it keeps him away from her and she still receives a generous monthly allowance from him.

Due to not being properly raised by them, Sebastian doesn’t learn behaviors that most kids learn. He often witnessed his father display unsavoury behaviours that influenced him, e.g. boasting about how he betrayed a friend to get ahead in his career, treating people with less money than them with distain, thinking women belonged to men, and countless more traits that had a negative effect on the young Sebastian’s mind. He wasn’t taught empathy and doesn’t much care for anyone around him if they don’t benefit him in some way.

He went to a private school where he was very popular due to his status. This caused him to think highly of himself, adding to the ego he already had thanks to his doting parents. He didn’t have friends that he thought were actually friends, but he kept certain people around who could benefit him. On the outside he looked like the typical rich boy trope. The kind that throws the best parties, has a hot girlfriend, and a group of frat boy buddies. He liked to see people do his bidding and would get amusement out of humiliating those he saw as weaker than him.

Upon graduating high school, his father gets him a place at Stanford when he’s eighteen. It’s here that studies psychology. Even if it’s a bit boring sometimes, but there are areas he likes about it. He thinks humans are fascinating and funny. A year and a half into his time at university, he becomes obsessed with a female student who he thinks has very pretty eyes. She doesn’t pay much attention to him, so he stalks her. At first, he did it just to try and figure out what sort of lifestyle she had so that he could think of good date ideas. However, when he saw that she was beginning to get scared when she realized someone was possibly stalking her, he found that her fear and paranoia was way more fun.

He’d toy with her by leaving “love letters” at her dorm as well as calling her in the middle of the night. It didn’t matter how many times she tried to block him, he always found a way to leave more voicemails. However, his amusement gradually wore off and he decided to follow her from a party one night. She noticed and confronted him in a deserted park not far from her boyfriend’s place. She said she knew he was the one terrorizing her and threatened to call the police as well as her boyfriend. The first threat didn’t bother him, but the boyfriend one did. Suddenly hit with a blinding rage as she lifted her phone to her ear, Sebastian grabbed a large rock and hit her over the head with it. He then dragged her further into the park and towards some trees and bushes. Along the way he found a forgotten jump rope left by a child and decided to pick it up. He hadn’t intended to kill her when he first started following her, but he suddenly found himself wrapping the rope around her neck and strangling her until she was dead.

He remained sat next to her body for a few minutes before deciding he had to leave. He was able to call his dad for help and within ten minutes, his dad was there. Sebastian told him that he hadn’t meant to kill her, but she had insulted him and he got angry. His father said he didn’t need to know the details because the only thing that was important right now was to take the body from the scene (along with the rock and jump rope.) They were able to wrap it in tarp and move it to his father’s trunk.

Sebastian never found out what happened to the body — his father said that he’d handled it and that it wouldn’t be traced back to them. His father’s car also disappeared the next day and was never returned. Sebastian ended up keeping the jump rope, finding that it made a nice souvenir from his night. He was just sad he hadn’t been able to see the girl’s pretty eyes one last time...

Following that murder, the girl was pronounced a missing person and the body was never found. Whatever his dad did to hide the body had worked and Sebastian never came under suspicion. For the next year, he returns to his life. But deep inside him he realizes that he longs for that excitement again. The thrill of the kill. He knew he couldn’t be as spontaneous about it, though. That first kill had been something that he got lucky with and getting away with it again wouldn’t be as easy. Sebastian starts to research ways to hide his tracks and fly under the radar. He purchases gear that would help with hunting a victim (high-tech spy cams, trackers, etc.) as well as stuff that would make crime scene clean-up easier. He doesn’t yet target anyone despite this extensive research.

At twenty-two, he graduates with a bachelor’s degree in psychology. By this point, his father has become the Governor of New York, which is great for Sebastian because it means he can just do whatever the hell he wants now. He enjoys his life with lavish parties, pretty women, and all the attention his little heady self could ever desire. It’s during this period that he begins to kill again. He’s more mature now and knows how to handle it better. That same jump rope becomes his weapon of choice and he goes on to kill three more women in the span of two years. He takes their pretty eyes as his trophies, which ends up giving him the name of the Hollow-Eyed Killer by media once the victims are found. Now twenty-four and living with his parents in their well-guarded mansion, Sebastian isn’t on the police’s radar and he feels a sense of great achievement because of that.

#&; ( ABOUT SEBASTIAN )#//death #//murder #//stalking

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iamnotajackolantern · 5 months

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tell me you ‘forgot’ a condom but youll only put the tip in, then that feels so good you put it all in and promise to pull out, eventually i lose count of how many loads youve dumped in me but it feels so good and its too late to stop you now

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uhhhhhh-might-stick-around · 4 months

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Praise kink Degradation kink

🤝

“You’re doing so well, you’re just a little whore aren’t you?”

“My pretty, brainless doll”

“You look pretty when you’re a struggling, desperate mess”

“That’s it, keep going you dumb slut”

“You’re such a good slut”

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thesadisticdaddyyy · 2 months

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When cuddling turns into a few hours of unprotected sex

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sweetsouthernthing94 · 3 months

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Choke me until I basically stop struggling then shove my bottoms down and bind my hands together as I catch my breath.

When I start panicking again, wrap your hand back around my throat, squeeze, and use your other hand to rub at my clit so there’s a little lubrication.

Tease me and laugh about how wet I’m getting while your about to rape me.

When you decide it’s enough, shove your cock in and just hold it there. Make me cockwarm you while you continue to choke me and rub my clit. Stretching me out.

Keep making fun of me because I’m basically fucking myself back onto you.

Keep rubbing my clit until I cum and I cry because how could I do that while I’m being raped.

You ask me if that means I want you to fuck me because I just came? That has to be consent? That means you can cum in me, right?

I’m crying and trying to get away, all the while you keep rubbing my clit.

Start thrusting in and out of me because now it’s your turn. Let go of my neck and shove your fingers into my mouth so I can’t scream.

Lean down and “kiss” me, kiss and bite my neck, suck on my nipples. Whisper in my ear.

“Aw are you gonna cum again? To being raped? If you cum again I’m gonna fill you full? You wanna have my baby? If you cum again, I’m gonna fuck you over and over until you’re pregnant.”

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yourneedylilpup · 5 months

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thinking of having a roommate who loves seeing me walk around in an oversized shirt with no bra and pj shorts that make them question if i’m even wearing anything underneath because of how thier hidden by the shirt.

i want them to be a little creep who gets off on how trusting i am towards them.

who sneaks into my room when i’m out to steal my panties and use them as a cum rag before putting them back in my closet. knowing i’ll wear them even if i see the stains cause i’ll just assume i ruined them myself and decide they’ll work until i get some new pairs.

who watches me put on location after i shower, seeing me rub the white cream into my skin and wishing it was their cum covering me instead, taking my half empty bottle of cream and adding a couple loads of thick cum to it, loving the way i don’t question why the bottles are little fuller now, nearly creaming their pants seeing me cover myself in the cum filled location, it’s almost like their claiming my body marking it as theirs.

who can’t take it anymore and sneak into my room while i’m asleep, find me sleeping in those ridiculously short pj bottoms, moving them to the side, seeing my pretty pussy presented just for them, getting me nice and wet with their tongue while stretching me out with two fingers, adding a third to make sure i’m nice and prepared, finally getting to fuck me all nice and gentle like a cute princess, so blissed out finally being able to touch me in the the depraved ways they’ve been craving and hearing me make those sweet sleepy moans that bring them so close to the the edge that they don’t notice how rough they’re getting with me, pausing mid thrust when they hear me whisper their name, looking down to see my half awake and unfocused eyes, slowly starting to thrust again while cooing at how cute i am to be having such a depraved dream about my roommate, lulling me back to sleep while still fucking into my wet cunt, cumming harder than they ever have before right into my pussy only to pull out and watch it leak out of my hole, using thier thumb to push it back into my cunt before wiping their hand in my hair and fixing up my shorts, going back to their own room completely spent and ready for sleep.

who wakes up the next morning to see me act like nothing happend and i don’t have dried cum covering my thighs and making my bed head worse.

maybe my lovely roommate will decide to start making nightly visits to my room to test just how oblivious i can be.

#r4p3 kink #r4p3 m3 #r@pe threats #r@pe #r@pe kink #rap3 fantasy #send asks #somno breeding #somno fantasy #tw noncon #cnc somno #cnc stalking #stalker #stalking fantasy #tw somno #tw cumplay

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urbruiseddolly · 25 days

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call me your pretty girl while you're forcing your cock in me, put your hands around my neck while I whimper and tell you it's too big and it won't fit <3 <3

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urkitty-girl · 8 months

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my ownership kink is making me go absolutely feral. like pls make sure everyone knows i’m yours. it could be with a bracelet, ring, collar, hickies, bruises, ANYTHING. id gladly show them off. i need need need it pretty please i need them to know i’m yours and yours only

#bd/sm blog #bd/sm pet #bd/sm lifestyle #bd/sm dynamic #bd/sm brat #bd/sm relationship #cnc free use #rough cnc #cnc stalking #nsft brat #ownership #brain empty

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5ummit · 29 days

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We’re Harkonnens. So this is how we’ll survive. By being Harkonnens.

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yourlocal-edgelord · 10 days

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Cass: Baby brother

*Jason Tim and Damian look up in response*

*Jason and Damian noticing each other looking up*

Damian: She’s talking to me Todd

Jason: Pretty sure she was talking to me pipsqueak

Cass shaking her head: baby brother hurt

Jason with a cut on his forearm: Told ya it was me *sticks out tongue*

*Tim trying to hide the fact he dislocated his shoulder while creeping upstairs*

Cass pointing up at tim: Baby brother

*offended noises from both jason and damian*

Jason clutching his heart in mock hurt: I thought i was your baby brother cass

#Cass:*rolling her eyes*#*stalks upto tim*#*grabs tim and drags him to med bay*#Tim just wanted coffee #batfam #batfamily #batfam headcanons #tim drake #jason todd #red robin #red hood #cassandra cain #orphan #black bat #damian wayne #dc robin #robin #batsiblings

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allurilove · 20 days

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Yandere Classmate x you

Rated 18 + — mature short content !

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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lovelygirlspassion · 1 month

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Im not saying I’d look good with a hand around my neck and someone pumping in and out of me while I whine and moan for them..

But I think I’d look kinda good 😌

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