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#sometimes i'm like 'if i woke up tiny in a TV universe which one would i pick'
obwjam ยท 5 months
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I was reading your some of your old ted lasso asks and personally I think we moved on from that era too quickly. I'm still stuck there, idk about anyone else. It was a delectable time and now I'm rewatching the show bc of it
oh bro you're telling ME i personally feel like we truly never appreciated the era at all. like the entire show was filled with every kind of giant you could ever want (super kind and gentle, grumpy with a heart of gold, asshole redemption arc, intimidating girlboss, gossiping bff, quirky group who all love each other) AND it was insanely popular for three years like where were we. where was the g/t. we all failed
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latte-fairytaekwoon ยท 3 years
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๐šˆ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ! ๐™ฐ๐š๐šŽ๐šŽ๐šฃ ๐™ฟ๐š›๐š˜๐š๐š’๐š•๐šŽ๐šœ: ๐™บ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šˆ๐šŽ๐š˜๐šœ๐šŠ๐š—๐š
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Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, justifying, encouraging, promoting nor trying to romanticize yandere behavior. This is all a work of fiction and not meant to represent real life scenarios.
Warnings: Mentions of toxic relationships, stalking, kidnapping, hostage holding, sexual scenes, brief mentions of narcotics use, violence, voyeurism, somnophilia and other yandere behavior are contained within this post. Read at your own discretion.
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๐๐š๐ฌ๐ข๐œ ๐ˆ๐ง๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ฆ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง:
๐™ฝ๐šŠ๐š–๐šŽ: ๐™บ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šˆ๐šŽ๐š˜๐šœ๐šŠ๐š—๐š
๐™ณ.๐™พ.๐™ฑ: ๐™น๐šž๐š—๐šŽ ๐Ÿท๐Ÿป๐š๐š‘, ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฟ
๐™ท๐šŽ๐š’๐š๐š‘๐š: ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿน ๐™ฒ๐™ผ/ ๐Ÿป'๐Ÿพ ๐™ต๐šƒ
๐™ฐ๐š๐š›๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š•: โ– โ– โ– โ–กโ–ก60%
๐™พ๐š‹๐šœ๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š•: โ– โ– โ– โ– โ– 100%
๐™ผ๐šŽ๐š—๐š๐šŠ๐š• ๐™ธ๐š—๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š‹๐š’๐š•๐š’๐š๐šข: โ– โ– โ– โ– โ–ก90%
๐™พ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š›๐šŠ๐š•๐š• ๐šƒ๐š‘๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š ๐™ป๐šŽ๐šŸ๐šŽ๐š•: ๐™ธ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐š–๐šŽ๐š๐š’๐šŠ๐š๐šŽ
๐šˆ๐šŠ๐š—๐š๐šŽ๐š›๐šŽ ๐™ฒ๐š•๐šŠ๐šœ๐šœ๐š’๐š๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š—: ๐™ณ๐šŽ๐š•๐šž๐šœ๐š’๐š˜๐š—๐šŠ๐š•
๐™ฑ๐šŽ๐š‘๐šŠ๐šŸ๐š’๐š˜๐š›๐šŠ๐š• ๐™ฐ๐š—๐šŠ๐š•๐šข๐šœ๐š’๐šœ:
โ€ข๐™ณ๐šŽ๐šŽ๐š™ ๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š•๐š”๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŸ๐š˜๐šข๐šŽ๐šž๐š›๐š’๐šœ๐š– ๐šŠ๐šŒ๐š๐šœ.
โ€ข๐š‚๐šŽ๐šŒ๐š›๐šŽ๐š๐š•๐šข ๐š’๐š—๐šŸ๐šŠ๐š๐š’๐š—๐š ๐šŸ๐š’๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š–'๐šœ ๐š™๐šŽ๐š›๐šœ๐š˜๐š—๐šŠ๐š• ๐šœ๐š™๐šŠ๐šŒ๐šŽ.
โ€ข๐™ต๐š›๐šŽ๐šš๐šž๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐šž๐šœ๐šŽ ๐š˜๐š ๐šŒ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š–๐š’๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š• ๐šœ๐šž๐š‹๐šœ๐š๐šŠ๐š—๐šŒ๐šŽ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šœ๐šž๐š‹๐š๐šž๐šŽ ๐šŸ๐š’๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š–.
โ€ข๐™ธ๐š—๐š๐š•๐š’๐šŒ๐š๐š’๐š˜๐š— ๐š˜๐š ๐š™๐šŠ๐š’๐š— ๐š ๐š’๐š๐š‘ ๐šŒ๐šŠ๐š•๐š– ๐šŠ๐š—๐š ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š˜๐šœ๐šŽ๐š ๐š๐šŽ๐š–๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š—๐š˜๐š›.
โ€ข๐š„๐š—๐š ๐š’๐š•๐š•๐š’๐š—๐š๐š—๐šŽ๐šœ๐šœ ๐š๐š˜ ๐šŒ๐š˜๐š–๐š™๐š›๐šŽ๐š‘๐šŽ๐š—๐š ๐š›๐šŽ๐šŠ๐š•๐š’๐š๐šข.
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Yeosang always hid in the shadows. Never coming out of them.
He hated society, hated people and honestly couldn't care if they all died.
He just kept to himself, only going out of his house when he really needed to.
Like to get groceries, get his car fixed or anything of the like.
He even had a steady online job that allowed him the privilege of interacting as little as possible with the outside world.
That's how he liked it.
This way, nobody bothers him or annoys him.
One day, he went to a nearby convenience store to buy a few sweet snacks for himself.
He was walking out of the store, not really paying attention where he was going.
When someone bumped into him, which pissed him off.
But the angry glare he had quickly vanished when he saw you.
"Oh I'm sorry! I didn't see you." You apologized to him.
You went your way, thinking you'd never see the handsome stranger in your life again, that he'd just be another casualty in your life.
But you were wrong.
The moment Kang Yeosang laid eyes on you, was the moment he became obsessed with you.
He stood there, immobile, watching as you walked away, out of his life, possibly forever....
And that's when he realized he needed to bring you back into it.
He went out every day to the same convenience store, hoping to see you again.
He would walk around the surrounding streets, gazing at the people passing around, hoping to see your face again.
But he never did, and he was growing desperate.
Just when he thought he'd go insane from not seeing you, you appeared once again.
This time he made sure not to let you out of his sight.
Silently and without you suspecting, he followed you to your home.
Even after you went inside, he stood outside your window for hours, wondering what you were doing.
He only went home when you turned off the lights and went to sleep.
But now he knows where you live, and watching you would be easier than ever.
The next day you went to work as you usually did, not suspecting anything at all.
Yeosang had other plans though.
Taking advantage of the fact you weren't home, he managed to break into your house.
He looked around the place, looking through every picture, cabinet and drawer you had.
It was inevitable for him to find out as much information about you as possible.
He was definitely satisfied with the fact that it appeared you lived alone and as far as he could tell, you had no boyfriend.
He also knew he had to get to work.
So he prepared a bunch of tiny cameras to install around various places of your house:
In the kitchen, living room, front door, backyard, several in your bedroom and even in your bathroom.
They were really small and almost invisible to the human eye.
While installing some of them in your room, he came across your lingerie drawer.
He turned a pretty shade of pink as he sorted through the different articles of clothing.
He began to imagine you wearing them and then imagine himself tearing them off of you.
Picking out a cute lacy red and black panty, he held it up to his nose and inhaled the subtle scent of you.
He ended up jerking himself off in your bedroom with it, completely staining it with his hot cum.
It was one of the very few things he took from you, along with other trinkets that he ended up putting up as a mini shrine to you.
From then on, he began to watch you through all the cameras.
From the moment you got up and left the house, to when you came back and went to bed, his eyes were fixed on you, watching and observing your every move.
He did not look away whenever you got changed, took a shower or even during those times where you felt needy and decided to pleasure yourself.
Those were the times Yeosang had his eyes wide open, along with his pants so his hand could easily rub his cock.
For a while, he thought he could live the rest of his life like this: watching you through a screen.
After all, every time you watched tv, you were watching it with him, right?
You started to wear more clothing in the shade of red because you knew it was his favorite color, right?
And every time your fingers rubbed your clit and threw you over the edge, it was Yeosang you were imagining.......right?
In Yeosang's mind, every smile, every blink, every breath you did......it was all for him, it had to be.
That's why he was coursing with rage when you went out with your friends one time and came back late.
It wasn't the fact that you came late and he'd been worried about you.
It was the fact you came stumbling back in your house, kinda tipsy....
With another man all over you.
He watched in disbelief as you guided him to your room and let him undress you.
You let someone else put his filthy, disgusting hands all over your holy body, let him touch you in places only Yeosang could..
And he absolutely lost it when you allowed him to penetrate and stain you.
How could you? You were his and his only. You're not supposed to be begging and crying out for anyone that isn't him.
That's when Yeosang decided to take action. Living with you through a screen wasn't enough anymore...
He had to physically have you.
So he immediately began packing whatever he deemed necessary to bring you back.
He patiently waited until the bastard came out your house, and as soon as he got the opportunity.....
He came up behind him and wrapped a rope around his throat, strangling him with pure rage and disgust at the thought that he touched you.
He left his lifeless body in the yard and went inside for you.
Creeping up behind you, he got out a cloth that was drenched in nitrous oxide, and placed it over your nose and mouth.
"Shhh, ssssh. It's ok baby, I won't hurt you." He cooed at you softly.
He carefully layed your unconscious body on a couch.
He couldn't believe that he finally had you, see you, touch you, it was all surreal.
His hands began to caress and draw out each of your beautiful features.
Then they trailed down and began to caress other parts of your body.
He couldn't help himself as he fumbled to rid you of your clothes and of his own.
He entered you slowly, gasping at the wonder he felt at finally being inside you
He kept a slow and steady pace at first, wanting to savior the precious moment.
And then he remembered how just a few hours before, you had been tainted by some filthy asshole.
Then he began going rougher on your sleeping body, slapping your chest, thighs and face occasionally.
"How could you let some bastard touch you? Hmm? You're not some filthy whore for any man to take."
His hand gripped your neck and pulled you up to him.
"You're mine....you're all fucking mine. Only I can cum inside this pretty little hole." He growled as he fucked himself inside you, painting your walls as he always wanted to.
"And now it's time to go home."
You woke up in a strange room, tucked in a strange bed and with a burning ache in between your legs.
You tried to get up, but you were still dizzy from the gas attack from before.
When your eyes adjusted to the light, you gasped when you caught a pair of large brown eyes looking at you intensely.
"H- hi.." Yeosang waved at you cutely.
You just looked at him in confusion as he creeped up closer to you and smiled.
"Who...who are you? What am I doing here?" You asked.
He merely chuckled. "Silly girl. I'm Yeosang of course!" He stated as if it was a universally known fact.
He pouted when you didn't react.
"You know? Your soulmate? The love of your life?"
You actually let out a laugh at his words, which not only made him get embarrassed but also angry.
"First off all, I don't even know who the fuck you creep are. Second, I'm leaving whatever this nasty place is."
Before you could even move though, Yeosang was already pining you down on the bed.
It seemed you underestimated him, thinking because he looked lean he wouldn't be hard to take down...
But you were wrong...
Yeosang was incredibly strong and in one particular move where you tried to slap him, he retaliated by smacking you across your face.
You were left stunned by the force of it, which led to your nose bleeding and cheek burning.
Yeosang didn't stop there, he tilted your chin up and proceeded to give the same treatment to your other cheek, a nasty bruise would eventually form on that one.
"I really suggest you stop denying our love...for your sake and mine."
Yeosang's cold, emotionless eyes and icy voice sent shivers down your spine.
He looked absolutely insane, completely void of any feeling or rationality and that was extremely terrifying.
Yeosang only had 2 rules while you were with him: "Always love me and never leave me."
But it was so hard because he'd talk to you as if he knew you all your life, while he barely find out his last name.
Sometimes you were so uncomfortable or ended up spacing out, and he'd get upset so much that he'd either slap you or shove you to the floor.
"Tell me that you love me! I want you to say that you love me!" He cried out as his hands squeezed your neck tightly, barely letting you mutter out the words for him to finally let go of you and let you gasp for air.
You decided to play along then as best as you could to his little game.
Obviously it worked, he was happy and loving towards you, your behavior only feeding into his sick twisted illusion of a perfect relationship.
You hated it, hated playing into his delusional fantasy, hated having him touch you, feel you, caress you and love you in the bedroom.
You had to keep reminding yourself that it was only temporary, until you gained his trust enough to find a way to break free.
But time was passing by too fast and one day, during one of his many pregnancy tests you did, because Yeosang really wanted to have a baby with you, you nearly died.
It came out positive and you panicked.
You quickly disposed of the test, praying he'd never find it and began to search for anything to help you break open a door, a window.
You realized then that Yeosang never actually bolted the doors like he often told you, he'd just say that so you wouldn't even try it.
You opened the door, not caring that the alarm started going off, all you had to do was run to the next door house and ask for help.....
Except there was no next door house, nor was there a neighborhood....
There was nothing but a gate surrounding the house, and all around it was a dense forest, absolutely no sign of civilization.
You had no idea where you were and you were completely trapped. You started walking backwards and inhaled when your back pressed onto someone's chest.
Strong hands gripped your arms and one of them held up the pregnancy test that you desperately tried to get rid off.
You began crying, feeling utterly hopeless as a familiar and deep voice said:
"There's no escape......you won't ever leave..."
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