SMILE FOR THE CAMERA | OBSESSIVE CHARACTER X GN READER
a/n i keep getting community labels which is understandable but i hate seeing the zombie apocalypse post flopping :( + my posting schedule is like ion kno anymore
warnings: yandere !!, obsessive behavior, implied murder and sexual implication (?)
You like your photographer friend. But then again, who wouldn’t like him?
He is the perfect man for his photography job. Being a man who is extroverted, accompanied by his sweetness and understanding. He makes great use of his surroundings, turns disasters into masterpieces, and can even create the perfect setting for his photos.
He was pretty handsome as well; you think that his appearance also played a part in his role, as even though he took random pictures of strangers, most of them didn’t seem to mind him, just smiling at him or sometimes even asking to look at the photo of them.
Suddenly, the sound of a camera shutter rang through your ears as it interrupted your thoughts. You slowly turn your head to the sound as you try to understand what just happened. Your dear friend’s giggles were quite loud; he was holding his camera in his hands, smiling innocently at you. It was obvious; he had taken another picture of you. This isn’t the first time he has pictured you; no, he’s pictured you multiple times throughout the years.
"Really? Why’d you picture me right now?" You said, unimpressed with his habit. You didn’t mind a single bit that he pictured you; you trust him.
"You just look nice in this setting!" He said with a bright grin. Jeez, he was too sweet for you. You just stared at him before sighing and shaking your head with a smile.
"You and your camera. I swear you have a collection filled with photos of me." You chuckle. You know he’s been taking photos of you throughout the years, but you’ve never counted how many times he has. You just know that your dear friend likes taking photos of you.
He just giggled along with you.
He continued to giggle to himself alone in his room. The picture he took of you earlier this morning was in his hands. He was careful with the photo, trying not to grip it too hard. He had been admiring your features in the photo. Has it been thirty minutes? He doesn’t know; he just liked looking at the photo of you.
He always thought you looked stunning, from the way your eyes curled to how lovely your lips looked. He loved how your eyes shone, he loved how your hair looked, and he especially loved how you smiled. He loves it all. He loves you all.
Finally, after he was satisfied enough and with a sigh, he carefully attached the picture of you to the wall and backed up from the wall. There were multiple rustling sounds of tissue and paper being crushed and brushed around under his foot; the papers contained scribbled words; the words that are only able to be read are "love".
He stopped backing up, looking up at his lovely wall. The wall was filled with pictures of you. And you only. There were photos dating back to high school—just multiple photos of you from different times—and accompanied by these photos were shredded notes filled with "I love you"s on the wall. There was a giant heart filled with recent photos of you, and the liquid used to make the heart was slowly dripping down the wall. It was gorgeous crimson red.
He loves you all.
He giggled again, staring in absolute love and wonder at his collection. He has a precious collection of his sweet masterpiece of a human, you.
@alteriivik | do not steal
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My eyes noted the same things they did every time I saw her. Her curved ears, the face that lacked the pointiness that most Fae had, and the way her body looked like it was meant to take up space and leave a mark in the world. I smiled, unsure if I was nervous or just happy to see her.
-A piece of the promised Cardan fanfic
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[cannot wait for this weekend to be over so I have more time to DRAW]
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Since the disk drive on my PlayStation blew a fuse I can no longer play my physical copies of my games! Only my digital library works and I don't have the money to buy all the games again..
AND IM TOO FUCKIN POOR TO REPLACE IT!!! GODDAMN BILLS! ALWAYS GOTTA PAY THE FUCKIN BILLS!
ITS ALL I HAVE! THERAPY IS TOO GODDAMN EXPENSIVE AND I ENJOY MY SOLITUDE 😭😭😭😭
ADULTING SUCKS!
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Does anyone playing Ruri-Tunes know what to do for the icons of the skulls, one on top of the other, with the arrow going vertically between them? It's wrong no matter which part of the screen I hit :/
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Genuine question; as an artist, how do you get away from the feeling of guilt about wanting to make something for fun and/or for yourself? There's this constant pressure to monetize everything you create and the moment you aren't doing that, a heavy guilt comes over you and prevents you from doing anything outside of monetary gain.
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just a little reminder that i am not dead! i just don't have any ideas on my mind right now to write or any football players! I would really appreciate if you could send me some ideas and football players you want me to write for! My requests are open<3
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