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writeformesinpie · 2 years
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A-Z Yandere Prompts w/ Dialogue Starters
A is for... Appetite
“I want to know how you’ll taste between my teeth.”
“I can never get enough of you. I’ll drink you down to the last sip.”
“You look delicious. I won't stop until I’ve eaten every bite.”
B is for... Brand
“I’m going to engrave myself into your very being.”
“We won’t stop until you’re so covered in my scent, no one will dare touch you again.”
“With this tattoo I’ve claimed you.”
C is for... Consequences
“Don’t play with fire if you don’t want to burn.” 
“Don’t complain now – you did this to yourself.” 
“You reap what you sow.”
D is for... Delusion
“This hurts me more than it hurts you.” 
“Why are you acting like you don’t know me?”  
“Why are you running? I did this for you!”
E is for... Eradicate
“You don’t need a job, baby. Your job is being mine.” 
“You’re better off without them anyway.” 
“I removed the problem. You should be thanking me.”
F is for... Forbidden
“You knew what you were getting into when you got involved with me.” 
“They will never let us be together unless we make them.” 
“It’s only taboo to those who’ve never loved like us.”
G is for... Game
“Here kitty, kitty.”
“I don’t know how to lose.” 
“One, two, Daddy is coming for you. Three, four, knocking down your door.”
H is for... Harmless
“I would never hurt you. You know that, right?” 
“Why are you scared?” 
“You’re the only reason worth living for.”
I is for... Isolation
“Why would you want to leave? I’m keeping you here for your own good!”
“There’s nothing left for you but me. Everyone else is gone.” 
“No one will ever find you here.”
J is for... Jealousy
“If his filthy hands touch you again I’ll kill him.” 
“Shouldn’t you be spending more time with me?” 
“I can’t control how I react when your eyes wander.”
K is for... Kidnap
“You say kidnap, I say date. Who’s really to know?” 
“It’s not kidnapping when your soul yearns to be here.” 
“There’s no use trying to run. This is your home now.”
L is for... Lies
“The truth would have just hurt you.” 
“I’m not lying – I bent the truth a little to protect you.” 
“Don’t you believe me?”
M is for... Manipulation
“I’ve done everything for you and this is how you repay me?” 
“If you leave me now I’ll die. I can’t survive without you.” 
“I told you they couldn’t be trusted.”
N is for... Neglect
“Stop ignoring me!” 
“Look at you, you’re skin and bones.” 
“If you won’t take care of yourself I will be forced to do it for you.”
O is for... Obsession
“It’s our anniversary! How could you forget? There isn’t a single thing I don’t remember about you.” 
“So it's a little crush when you fawn over him but it's an obsession when I pay attention to you?” 
“I can’t eat, I can’t sleep. You’re all I can think about.”
P is for... Persistence
“To my dying breath, I’ll never let you go.” 
“I’ll follow you to the ends of the earth. No matter where you run, I’ll catch you.” 
“Did you really think I wouldn’t find you?”
Q is for Quid Pro Quo
“If you do this for me I’ll think about helping you.” 
“Well, I guess it pays to have friends in high places.” 
“You owe me.”
R is for... Restraints
“I’ll let you go when you understand this is where you belong.” 
“Your poor wrists… Maybe next time you’ll do what I say the first time I ask.” 
“The cuffs will come off when you start acting like someone who doesn’t need them.”
S is for... Spoil
“I’d do anything for you, babe. Anything.” 
“Is this okay? Did I do well?”
“Nothing is ever enough for you, is it?”
T is for... Training
“We can do this the hard way or the easy way. It’s up to you.” 
“Haven’t we already moved past this? Do I have to train you again?”
“Patience is a virtue. We’ll keep going until you learn.”
U is for... Unending
“No matter how long you make me wait, our love will never die.” 
“The only way out of this house is death.” 
“There is no end. We are eternal.”
V is for... Voyeur
“Don’t act as if you don’t know me. I've been watching you watch me.” 
“I like you best when you’re sleeping.”  
“If I don’t keep an eye on you, who knows what will happen?”
W is for... Worship
“You’re my whole world, my Goddess. You're more than divine, you’re celestial.” 
“Let me show you what adoration truly looks like.” 
“No matter what you do to me, I’ll worship the very ground you walk on. That's what it means to love someone.”
X is for... XOXO
“I want to hold you but I can’t. Once I do, I know I’ll never stop.” 
“I need to kiss every inch of your skin.” 
“When we part, every caress becomes more agonizing than the last.”
Y is for... Yearn
“I’m aching for your touch.” 
“You’re my oasis. Please don’t leave me thirsting.” 
“You don’t know true pain. I’ll show you what it really means to crave something.”
Z is for... Zealot
“You are my religion.” 
“Words like radical and extremist are just a pseudonym for enthusiastic.” 
“No matter the world, we are fated. Through time and space we will always find each other.”
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the-cypress-grove · 7 months
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Prompt: 12
She accepted the bouquets with a smile but silently registered the flowers; hemlock, lily, foxglove, interspersed with baby's breath and bleeding hearts. Poison, all of them.
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writing-to-survive · 3 months
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#170
"You did it? You created all the horrors I went through?" The book character quivers.
"Yes," the author sighs.
Tears trickle out of the book character's eyes. "Why?"
"Plot. Suspence. Charater development," the author answers. "People do like to read it."
"You're sick."
The author smiles. "Maybe I am. But that sickness created you, your world. And, better yet, people pay to read it." The author gets close to their book character, "you only exist because of me."
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seaside-writings · 7 months
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Prompt #1,160
"What? What's wrong!?"
"It's… It's man-made,"
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𝖔𝖈𝖙𝖔𝖇𝖊𝖗 𝖍𝖔𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗𝖘 | 𝖗𝖞𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖓 𝖘𝖚𝖐𝖚𝖓𝖆 | 𝖎. 𝖈𝖑𝖊𝖆𝖛𝖊
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A.N. welcome to the first installment of my horror series! i hope you enjoy it and look forward to the rest of the month! cant wait to hear yalls feedback and thoughts!
WORD COUNT. 1065 words
WARNINGS. cannibalism, obsessions, obsessive love, mentions of cooked human flesh, yandere themes, non-con, horror
Please remember my blog is 18+ only, and does not cater, nor encourage, minors to interact. Minors are NOT welcome to interact with my works or blogs, as they contain mature content.
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i. cleave. ryomen sukuna. jujutsu kaisen.
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Cleave (捌はち Hachi?): A slashing attack that adjusts itself depending on the target's toughness and cursed energy level to cut them down in one fell swoop.
Dismantle (解カイ Kai?): Default slashing attack that is normally used for inanimate objects, however it can also be used against cursed spirits and sorcerers to great effectiveness.
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The King of Curses is not a kind, or empathetic building, finding humanity to be nothing other than a resource he can take and consume as he pleases. He hungers for the flesh of women and children, smites men for the pleasure of his power and the cravings for a mere display, holds an authority of a near-god and yet there are still those who wish to challenge him, foolishly, is to be added.
He picks at his teeth with a bone, broken, small and curved. You can only infer it’s from a larger one, a rib, you gather. Sukuna has overtaken Yuji once again, speaking their vow into existence at the worst time, and he’s lost himself in the glee and pleasures of the human body and what it offers to him.
Bones are scattered around the area as he lounges on a bed, hidden in one of the larger buildings, his cups and plates overfilled by his devout followers from times long gone. The area is dark and lit with lanterns, the air is dry and leaves your mouth watering, the stench of death and charred pork allows the bile to rise.
It was not pork.
You curse to yourself silently, eyes meeting the dual set of your lost friend, and the tears start behind your eyes. His features changed, you noted. The soft angle of his jaw is sharper, thicker, making his face wider than the young man's slimmer look. Large eyes have narrowed, making room for his extra set of eyes, his brows thinned and his cheek bones have lowered.
“Young one, you’ve interrupted my time alone, and leave me wondering what exactly you want from me… would you care to explain yourself?” His tone is musical, he entertains himself as you shake ever so slightly, he is fond of the soul that your body hosts, the long forgotten original he yearns to experience once again.
“Sukuna, the others are coming soon, and your time with Yuji is almost up.” You attempt to remain steady, your finger twitching in anticipation as your heart races, loud and thundering in your ears. Sweat beads at your scalp, above your brow, the heat in your neck and chest cause your anxiety to rise against the chill of your back and legs. Your voice was strong and steady, but your body language spoke otherwise, even as you stood as straight as you could.
“You’ve come to warn me, why is that?” He muses, grinning as he takes in the scent of your fear into account, he was fond of you for many reasons, of the memory you ignited in his head, and the way you act now. Small, soft, and your smell-
The smell of the most delectable meal he could have,
Sukuna was unwanted, an unloved, and unbearable being for the entirety of his human life, only respected and wanted for his power and authority once he had rebuilt himself after his death.
He remembered your face, the foreigner who came such a long way from home, a traveler who wanted to master their power and energy. He remembered your face, your hair, your eyes, your body. Gods, the body he held for so long, the body he gripped at and took many times, the body he admired and cared for, that he broke and rebuilt over and over.
The soul that came with the body was even more tantalizing, he drooled as you spoke and commanded others, watched with captured eyes as you entertained the young ones and the elderly, listened intently to the stories and knowledge from your tales from afar. He wanted everything, he wanted you so much then, so much he wanted to hold you close and press him to his skin. 
He wanted you closer, to crawl inside your skin and lay inside you, to crack your chest open and curl up in the warmth and the wetness inside, to taste the innermost parts of you and merge your being into his. 
His stomach turns at the thought, and he realizes he's okay with making a sacrifice just this once- to give into his urges just this once. He yearns to be with you, again, forever. Until your soul incarnates and your body comes back again.
Again.
You’ll come back again, he can’t allow you to leave, into the arms of another, even if he possesses the body of the boy.
“Because you still have Yuji's body, and I can’t let anything happen to him, to… you.” You answered, his blood pressure rises, adrenaline rushes through his body at that answer, he doesn’t care for the damned brat, he actively ignores that part, he only hears how you care for him.
For him.
Sukuna. 
He’s seen once again, he groans, empties his hands and stands up. Your guard is down and you relax slightly, he grins behind his poker face, and as you go to turn, finished with your discussion, you do not have time to comprehend his words.
“I’ll have you, just this once.” He stares, a hand gesture later, and your body splits at the joints, cut cleanly and thinly. You fall to the floor, and the scent he’s yearned for fills the air, he wants more and sticks his tongue out to lick the air.
His strides are long, confident, yet quick. Almost like a child running to his parents for a treat, a malicious giggle escapes him, and he licks his lips before bending over to pick your head up from the pile of freshly cut flesh. Your eyes have rolled back, gone before you could realize what happened, and his hands are gentle against the warm skin of your cheeks.
“All to myself, yes, this’ll do.” He’s softer now, bringing your head to his, a small kiss to your lips before holding it closely to his chest. He takes a deep breath, eyes dilated, before he calls for his long time friend.
What a delectable meal.
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jurassicsickfics · 4 months
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Being a horror fan is wondering how something can make you so relaxed and so nervous at the same time.
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holycatsandrabbits · 3 months
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Weird Writing Prompts Master List
Learn about weird stuff & get story ideas
Carroll A. Deering: 1920’s Ghost Ship
Outwit the Undead With This One Weird Trick
Crisis Apparitions
Dyatlov Pass
The Third Man Phenomenon
The Flannan Isles Vanishing
The Wild Hunt
The Amityville Horror
The Beast of Gevaudan
Poltergeists
Spring-Heeled Jack
Phantom Islands
Fetches
The Loss of the Star Tiger and Star Ariel in the Bermuda Triangle
A Peak in Darien: Visions from a Deathbed
Dearg-Due: Irish Vampire
The Female Stranger
Megalodon
Methods of Divination
The Mary Celeste
The Obstacle Flight and The Transformation Chase
Folklore About Trees
The Black Shuck
Room For One More
Mirrors
The Ouija Board
The Crossroads
Divination Rhymes
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asassydork · 3 months
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Writing Prompt:
He’d been possessive before. Now? Fuck, he was dangerously possessive. He knew for a fact that if anyone tried to come between them, they wouldn’t be living.
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pierceofheart · 9 months
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Thinking about... a zombie Apocalypse type of setting
a wasteland bare of medical equipment, shelter and food and water.
dangerous and full of zombies that would kill you on sight.
No way to heal those who are left behind due to an injury, no way to cure one who is bitten.
Thinking about a group of survivors, not many because there's little to benefit from big parties of people when you don't have the needed equipment or/and food and water to sustain everyone.
Thinking about Whumpee 2 or Caretaker in the group getting sick/injured or possibly bitten and being left for dead.
They understand, but one does not want to continue without the other by their side and they don't give up on each other.
Maybe they were a tight pair of friends, lovers or possibly just trauma bonded with each other enough to be too dependent on each other to leave.
Thinking about... a mad scientist whumper in this setting
where they are desperately trying to make a cure. Maybe trying to redirect someone bitten, or formerly working with the government to make the cure.
Maybe they crashed completely from isolation and developt a god complex of somekind.
Or the Whumper just clung onto the delusion of making a cure for something possibly incurable to the point of loosing their grip on reality.
and now they need a healthy person(whumpee 2) and a already bitten/zombifief person(whumpee 1).
The whumpee 2 was seen as the weaker link of the two, but the perfect match to try and experiment on. So
Whumper very smoothly lying, manipulating and literally gaslighting the two into trusting him. Offering them food, shelter, fresh water and medical supplies from their own "good will".
Caretaker and whumpee 2 both take the bait and fall into the trap. And while Whumpers keeps Caretaker clueless he lures whumpee 2 to trust them enough to get them completely trapped into a cage next to the bitten/zombified whumpee 1 who had been the first or otherwise there before them.
It's too late when the realize what the fuck is going on.
Just thinking of the horrid smell around the base, the scattered papers. Whumpee 2 being roughly shoved into a cell of some kind and seeing the first Whumpee now turned to a zombie.
While being prodded and poked Whumpee 2 learns about true Whumpers intentions. And now they're being used as little test subjects and a prisoner, a bargain for caretaker to stay when they're too stubborn to leave without whumpee 2.
Just some random tinkering. 0.0 also I'm currently sleep deprived so excuse if the thought isn't completely comprehend-able. I do hope it is at some level lol.
~ Pierce out
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just-a-few-prompts · 3 months
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Your characters decide to go to some abandoned house on the edge of town. It’s a popular hangout spot during the day time, but people tend to leave before dark. Your characters want to find out why.
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the-cypress-grove · 7 months
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Prompt: 30
The devil on her shoulder had kind eyes. The angel had a wide smile with a few too many teeth.
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writing-to-survive · 3 months
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#192
"What in God's name is that!?"
"My friend."
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seaside-writings · 1 month
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Prompt #1,251
"I believe there are horrible things in the ocean, horrible things that no one, not even the fish themselves should see,"
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✨️creepypasta for ppl with terrible vision✨️
You lost/broke your glasses so everything is blurry beyond recognition, and then something along the horizon catches your eye. Somehow, despite the distance that turns everything around it to nonsensical smudges, it is perfectly clear in your vision.
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jurassicsickfics · 11 months
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When the "tough one" turns out not to be so tough after all: a prompt list.
1: *groans as several people bombard them with "What's happening?!" "What do we do?! Do something!* "I swear, I'm going to pee myself if ya'll don't shut up!"
2: "Are you...crying??"
*frantically wipes tears* "Huh? What? No! No, of course not, why would you thi...oh crap, yes I am, ya happy?!"
3: "That was an amazing fight! You kicked butt back there, what's wrong?"
"...I pulled something so bad..." *cries*
4: in front of others: "No, no, it doesn't hurt at all. No big deal."
Alone: *screams into pillow*
5: *sighs deeply* "Ya know what? Ya'll are on your own. I'm out. I can't do this again. Goodnight. I'm going to bed. Good luck. Wake me when it's over."
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holycatsandrabbits · 22 days
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Want to write about a haunting? There are six haunted places on my Weird Wednesday blog, with writing prompts!
The Flannan Isles Vanishing: The Mysterious Disappearance of Three Lighthouse Keepers
Phantom Islands: The Isle of Demons, Fata Morgana Land, and of course, Atlantis
The Deadly Dyatlov Pass: What happened to nine hikers on a snowy night in 1959?
The Amityville Horror: Infamous American Haunted House
The Villisca Axe Murders: 1912 Tragedy 
The Crossroads: Metaphysical Meeting Place
A prompt:
Putting the phantom in phantom island. Perhaps a certain island is a gathering place for phantoms of all kinds: ghosts of the drowned from vessels lost in the area, sea monsters, wormholes through space/time, zombies, or demons. Perhaps someone has literally cursed the place, or maybe it’s the site of an evil relic or graveyard of the damned. It could even be the home port of the ghost ship Flying Dutchman.
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