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jentledaisies · 1 year
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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . You're Attacked But They Think You're Trying To Escape
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→ ❝ in which you’re attacked and run away but they believe you’re trying to escape them ❞
Warning: Stockholm Syndrom, manipulative behavior, blood/injuries, weapons[knives, guns], murder(semi-graphic), profanity, yandere
- fully got this idea from @ninetailedfoxmanchi post here ! it’s for bts n when i read it i was like “wow, kinda wanna write a version of that for our girls” no but really, for all my fellow army's here, pls check them out!
disclaimer: This is not in any way shape or form a representation of Jisoo, Jennie, Rosè, Lisa, or Blackpink as a whole. All reactions, actions, thoughts, words, and general emotions are fiction and created by me. The behavior shown in these reactions is toxic and unhealthy, but fantasized in a romantic way for simply that, fantasy. None of this should be taken seriously or sought after in real life, or performed. please do not romanticize this behavior/mindset in real life as it is unhealthy and toxic, and if you or anyone you know is in such an environment, should be taken out of immediately. Again, this blog is purely fiction, and all acts taken place in this blog should remain so.
↳ None of my characters, yandere or otherwise, will ever nor would ever perform, act, or consider sexual activities of any sort without consent. full stop. Any and all sexual acts are done with the full consent of all parties taking place. i will never, ever, ever write otherwise or even consider writing otherwise. disclaimer 2: as this is a reaction for all four separate members of blackpink, there will be discrepancies in the length of each. not all will be the same length and this is for no other reason than that i as the author attempting to prevent run-ons and unnecessary additions to that part of the story. the length of each reaction in no way shape or form a show of favoritism or dislike towards any member. literally ever. pls stop putting those ridiculous accusations in my inbox, it's a vv far reach. ↳ some AUs for the yandere!blackpink reactions will be based on other folklore/mythology. (yandere!goddess , etc) these reactions will not be accurate to the true mythology/folklore but rather variations and adaptions made to assist the reaction/world of the reaction.
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The apartment is quiet, save for the soft sound of flipping pages, coming from the book you're currently reading. Your lover had to head to work early today due to a significant issue brought up at last night's mission. She didn't tell you when she would be home, but she said she could either be home early or late. You were hoping for early because as much as you hated to admit it, her presence around you and with you is more than something you're used to, it's something you crave.
And the silence with her gone was deafening. You have never hated being alone so much before.
The book in your hands loses your interest as you take to just flipping the pages, eyes trailing over the extremely large penthouse. According to her, this was the very first house she had purchased in which she lived alone. Before then she had mainly lived with the other three inner circle members, whom she considered her true sisters. It's large, much too large for one person, or even two, but she was mature enough to admit she enjoyed showing off her wealth in her house. According to her, when you became her lover, you made this more than just her house, you made it your home.
But since then, the two of you had been looking at other places to move to, not because you disliked this apartment but because you both wished to move somewhere that you could begin to truly build your life together. After all, she had more than enough money.
The list had narrowed down to four properties, based on all of the things you said you liked and wanted, and then she turned the responsibility of picking the final home out to you, so she could know that you truly love the home the two of you would go to.
And as the book starts to reach the last of its pages your eyes are drawn to the folders on the coffee table with the location pictures, interior pictures, dimension sizing, building rating, site history, etc. All the information you needed to make the most informed decision possible without leaving your current home. Of course, sans the pricing and all. She stated up and down that she would simply buy the building (and possibly the land it's on) and leave it all signed to you in a contract, that way should anything ever happen to her she could still take care of you.
The last page flips and the cover joins the rest of the book. You frown at the now closed book for a second -you forgot to put a bookmark in your spot- before setting it on the table to grab the folders instead. Since you have the time to kill, you may as well start looking over these.
You're unsure how much time passes with you flipping through each folder and creating a pro/con list in your notebook but you do know that you've gone over all of them twice when the door to the apartment starts to turn, the distinct sound of the lock clicking open causing you to stand and turn eagerly.
"Hey! I'm glad you're back because I think I know which one I like..." Your voice trails away as an unfamiliar woman steps through the door, shutting it softly but not locking it.
"Sorry," The corner of her lips curve up. "I don't think it was me you were expecting."
You're immediately taken with a sense of uneasiness and dread, your girlfriend had never introduced you to any other member of her gang. Only the other inner circle members. In fact, she always swore that she'd never bring any other member into your home.
"W-Who are you?" Your voice is shaky as you figure out the answer to your question before she answers. Though the slight drop in her mouth lets you know that she notices.
"I'm a friend of-"
"That's a lie." You cut her off before she can say your lover's name, unsure of what you were doing in exposing her lie. You were one person who had never really been trained past basic self-defense against a possible enemy gang member. "I asked who you are."
She just smiles wickedly as she slips a small blade into her hand. "Jung Ji-Ho wishes to simply say hello. It's not you who he wants, but I suppose you will do."
With that, she lunges toward you, faster than you expected, and creates a large cut on your arm as you attempt to run away. Your notebook flies under the sofa and the pictures go everywhere as you make a mad dash to the front door, the woman fast behind you. She reaches out and yanks you back by your hair, a scream leaving you as you pull away, leaving strands of your hair in her hand. She goes to cut you again and you don't think as you grab the knife with one hand and hit her face with the other.
"Hit between the eyes," M/N had told you. "It'll stun them enough for you to get away. Don't worry, I'll be there to save you then."
She flinches away, dragging the blade painfully across your palm, which leaves a bloody imprint as you throw open the door and rush out, heading to the private elevator. And just to your luck it opens, and you run in, not to an empty elevator, but into the arms of your love.
She was here to save you now, but you look up into her eyes, and you're only met with burning anger and bitter betrayal.
Kim Jisoo
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"And where do you think you're going, Darling?" Jisoo always looks cold but somehow she manages to look even more so as she stares at you, locking her hands onto your arms to hold you in place.
"Jisoo! You're here!" You shout in surprise, ready to tell your lover about the situation, but she misunderstands your rush to be fear of being caught.
She pushes you back with force, albeit gently, her hands locked tightly on your forearms. Her eyes bore into your own and you're frozen in place, forgetting everything as fear creeps up your spine. The elevator lets out a soft ding and the doors start to close behind her, snapping you from your stupor.
"We need to go!" You shout and lunge towards the buttons, stopping as she yanks you back, eyes steely and blank.
"Excuse me? We are not going anywhere but back into our home." She punctuates her words by tugging you closer.
"No, you don't understand-"
"I think I understand pretty well." Jisoo's voice is cold, devoid of any emotion although you can tell she's hurt. "What, you didn't think I'd come home on time? Were you wishing I stayed late? You thought you could just, slip away, and I wouldn't notice that my heart was gone?!"
You jump as she shouts the last words, hands reaching for her on instinct to calm her, and blood smears on her white t-shirt, the red handprint almost seeming like paint.
"I'm so sorry!" You blurt, your hands reaching forward in an instinctive attempt to wipe it off, but to no surprise, you end up smearing it more and reminding yourself of the situation. "Shit. Ok no, Jisoo please, we need to go now. Please."
Jisoo raises an eyebrow at your pleading, finally taking a moment to survey her surroundings once your blood smears on her shirt. The small, lines on the wall from where you stumbled through, the way the apartment door isn't even fully closed. The panic in your eyes and the injuries on your body.
Finally understanding she pushes you behind her gently, reaching for her brass knuckles as the door opens and the attacker steps out. Her glare sets deeper into her face, pushing the guilt of how she spoke to you away to focus on this scum that thought they could hurt her girl.
"Your name. Now." Jisoo simply demands, not in the mood to hear any excuses from the woman's mouth.
Clearly, the lady wasn't expecting the calm and almost bored demeanor that Jisoo had, given that she was standing so defensively and with her knives held tight. Your blood shines on the blades and catches your lover's eyes.
Jisoo glares so intensely at the woman that her knees start to shake, but it's not enough. She steps forward, scoffing as the attacker takes two steps back, and does it again. The dance continues until the attacker is up against a wall, holding out her knives as a pitiful defense. She can barely even blink before Jisoo punches her, breaking her nose immediately with her brass-enforced knuckles.
"What? You're not happy to see me?" Jisoo teases with a cruel pout, laughing slightly. "I thought that's what you wanted."
She doesn't wait for any response before she hits again, this time the woman's stomach. The screaming huff that leaves her makes you wince, but you don't move from the spot you're in, and try as you might you can't seem to tear your eyes away either.
"You know what? I don't need your name," Jisoo slams her fist into her face again, knocking her down. "I'll get it out of you later. Little bitch. Thought you could break in and hurt my girl? MY GIRL! Consider yourself very lucky I don't kill you here. Or don't, a faster death may be more merciful than what I have planned for you."
Jisoo slams her fist down again, but the woman is unresponsive, only her shallow breathing alerting the two of you to her undead state. Blood is splattered on your lover's hands and all over the unconscious woman's face. She huffs as she sits back, staring in amusement at the blood-covered woman, before remembering you.
"Darling," Her voice is a quiet sort of remorseful as she turns to face you, eyes saddening as you flinch. "I'm sorry. I should have listened to you."
"I-It's okay." You stutter, not even believing in yourself.
"No, it is not 'okay.' You are injured and bleeding and without even taking notice of your pain I inflicted more. Forgive me, please." This time Jisoo's voice wavers, shame filtering in.
You step forward, hesitant, and then move more surely until you can wrap your arms around her waist and bury your head in her neck. The tears come quickly after.
"I was so scared." You sob shocking Jisoo who has her hands in fists at her side. Scared that it's her you're speaking of. "When she came in I thought it was you but then she-"
You shake as you cry, Jisoo now wrapping her own arms around you, realizing the terror that must've stricken you at the intruder. She doesn't let you continue, holding you close by your waist and your head, placing kisses on the side.
"I'm here. I'm here and your safe, my darling." She soothes your hair, shuffling to move you both into the penthouse. Her neck strains as she hides the anger in her voice at the damage, knowing you were the one attacked during it. "I'll always protect you. I swear."
She pulls away once the two of your reach the staircase, helping you up while texting some members to pick up the woman in the hallway. She'd take care of the mess after she took care of your injuries.
You didn't want to sit on the expensive couch, your arm and hand still bleeding heavily so the two of you enter the en suite where she has you sit on the counter. Pulling out the emergency aid kit that Lisa left at all the members' houses she chuckles wryly.
"I never thought it'd be you being patched up with this. Or ever." Jisoo jokes wryly, regret lacing her voice as she finishes washing the wounds, wincing when you did.
The cuts aren't as deep as she thought, all the blood just making them seem to like it. Jisoo's eyebrows scrunch as she focuses on disinfecting the wounds, keeping your mind off of the pain as her lips part a little. Even when she's pouring rubbing alcohol over open wounds of yours, she remains beautiful.
Jisoo recalls how Lisa told her that cuts that are big enough to bleed but not too deep like yours don't need stitches. Just a wrap. The white gauze makes Jisoo feel sick.
The fact that you're bleeding under there makes Jisoo even sicker.
"No offense but, shouldn't we ask Lisa to do this?" The question makes Jisoo laugh.
"I've done this plenty of times too! Just because I never went to med school." She grumbles as she helps you down and onto the bed. "Wait here for a moment."
She pecks your cheek as she leaves the room to fetch some tea, slipping a bit of a sedative into it, just to make sure you rest well. Walking back into the room she finds you already fluffing the pillows and in your pajamas.
"That's not waiting." She 'tsks' as she hands you the cup, raising an eyebrow as you down it like a shot. "Try and get some rest, Darling."
"Aren't you staying?" With the way your face freezes in fear, Jisoo can't bring herself to tell you that she was in fact leaving, just for a little bit.
"I'm just going to clean up the apartment before I join you. Too much adrenaline." So instead she smiles sweetly while lying. She'd leave after you slept and be back before you awoke anyway.
"Ok. I love you." Your eyes start to shut and your voice slurs as she pecks your forehead.
"I love you too, Bunny."
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Your eyes feel weighed down when you rouse from your slumber, the room pitch black except for the light streaming in as the door opens. Jisoo walks in and in your hazy vision, you can make out the way she shrugs off her jacket, throwing it into the trash. Her dark red shirt followed soon after.
As your eyes give in to the weight a nagging voice in the back of your head reminds you that she was wearing a white shirt when she left.
Kim Jennie
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"Well, hello my love." Jennie just stares at you in surprise, but her sweet smile still spreads across her face, even though her eyes don't reflect it. "Quite funny meeting you out here...when you are meant to be in there."
Jennie's grip is gentle on you, but firm as she holds your waist and one of your hands as though leading you in a dance.
"Although, why you didn't just say you wanted to go out," her voice is chilly despite the twinge of love hidden within. "I would've taken you anywhere you asked."
"Jennie!" You know the shock on your face probably makes the situation look worse given how her face falters.
"Y/N," She starts a deep sigh escaping her. "What are you doing? And, please, just tell me the truth."
You can tell exactly what Jennie thinks you were doing and your heart breaks at how hurt you know she must feel. How her smile is so so sweet, but her eyes are cold to hide how she really feels.
"It's not what you think." You wince when you say that, you don't even know why you said that. "No! I mean, it's not...that."
"It's not what?" Jennie's smile tightens. "Tell me what it is."
"It's...There's someone in the apartment!" You can't understand why it took so long to get the words out, but Jennie's reaction is immediate. Her smile falls and her eyes dart to the door that's closed only partly.
"I don't know who she is b-but she said she knew you. I figured that was a lie but she attacked me when I went to leave! Please, I would never do that to you. I promised." Your words start to jumble as you speak as fast as you can but she understands, she always understands you.
"Where are you hurt, my love." Jennie's voice becomes soft, her shoulders loosen and her eyes sweeten. Her eyes are drawn to your bloody arm and the cut on your hand. Quickly, she sheds her blouse, leaving her in just a tank top, so she can quickly wrap it around your arm.
"Do me a favor and go in the elevator. Close the doors and wait for a bit." She tells you quickly as the door starts to open. She pulls out her gun and checks the mag before placing a kiss on your head. "Go."
"Please don't get hurt." The lady steps out of the apartment, her hair a mess and eyes glaring. Your blood stains her hand and the knife that she grips tighter when she sees your lover.
You turn quickly, dashing into the metal box, and hit the button that closes the doors before crouching in the furthest corner and hiding your ears in your hands.
You can hear Jennie scream something, but her voice is muffled by both the doors and your hands, but the slam against said doors causes the box to rattle, and a small shriek to escape you. Another shout comes but it's not from Jennie, you assume it's the other woman. A gunshot finally rings, and this time you know it's from Jennie's gun, and another bang follows. Two more ring out in quick succession, and the other woman's wails ring in your ears.
You flinch back, trying to almost dig yourself into the mirror backing of the elevator as more screams ring out. you can almost make out the pleas in them from your hands over your ears, and you feel a chill creep up your back as a faint sound of a laugh comes through.
All too soon there is another very loud slam against the elevator doors, and more gunshots ring out until a trickle of red liquid drips through the cracks. Bile rises in your throat and you scoot as far as you can into the mirrored wall, slipping as the blood pool inches closer and closer.
Ding!
The doors open and you see Jennie kick something away, and with the large thump that follows you realize it was probably the body.
"My love," She sighs as she sees your curled-up body scorching away from the blood, her eyes soften into gentle flames and her lips pout. "I am so sorry. Oh, you're hurt and I didn't even notice-"
"Please just hug me." You cut her off as you stand up, eyes still trained on the devilish red liquid on the floor. She doesn't hesitate, stepping directly into the puddle to engulf your in her arms, causing you to look away.
With much ease, she picks up your legs to have them wrap around her waist and carries you simply down the hallway until she can enter the apartment, being met with the flipped-over table and papers everywhere...and your blood covering the handle of the door. Her heart sinks as she sees the damage and feels your soft breath on the crook of her neck from where your head is hidden. She steps over the scattered pictures to enter the guest bathroom, softly placing you on the counter with a kiss on your head.
She silently pulls out her aid kit, avoiding your eyes in shame as she pulls out a cloth to wipe the excess blood away. You don't flinch as the wet cloth turns red but the rubbing alcohol is different. You're clumsy but you very rarely have such large cuts, so the stinging sensation, while not new, is still quite painful for you. At the whimper that leaves your lips, Jennie pulls away as though being burned, hands resting at her sides as her fists clench.
"I'm sorry." Her lips thin as she forces herself to continue disinfecting. "I'm so sorry."
The trace of tears on her waterline shocks you but at the same time, you almost expect them. They hurt you more than the alcohol finding its way into your open wound though so your reach your unharmed hand up to brush them away.
"Stop saying you're sorry." You make her look at you, meeting her eyes gently. "You saved me. Just like you promised me."
"Always. I'll always save you. But you're hurt and I tried to make assumptions before I helped ease the pain."
"But you understood anyway. So stop saying you're sorry." She looks back down as you smile reassuringly and you figure it's time to move on from the topic. "I think I picked a house."
"What?" Jennie looks up, puzzled at the topic.
"From the four you brought me. I think I know which one I like the most." You smile at her before frowning. "Oh, but I had written it all down in my notebook, but I don't know where it went after I threw everything."
"That's fine! I can go find it!" Jennie turns to go look but you hook your arm around her waist.
"Can you finish wrapping my arm? I don't think I'll be able to tie it on my own, then we can look at them again together."
Jennie turns around with a sheepish smile, quickly finishing the wrap on your arm, and pressing a kiss to your hand after. She rushes out of the bathroom after ordering you to stay in there for a bit longer and when you do come out the living room looks like nothing happened. Jennie pulls you to the couch and has you sit on her lap while she opens your notebook and the pro/con lists.
Every now and then your eyes drift up to look at the shoes that still have blood covered on them, waiting for the gang's cleanup crew to come to grab them. Jennie steals your attention away with kisses when you do.
Park Chaeyoung|Rosé
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Chaeyoung's face is much calmer than her eyes. In fact, if you didn't know her so well you wouldn't think anything was wrong.
"Well aren't you in a rush? Careful, Sweets, you might hurt yourself." She leans down as she says that, almost mockingly. It's not hard to guess how the dots connected for her, it'd be hard to see the scene as anything else. Especially so soon after you had told her that no matter what, you would never leave her.
"Rosie, help me. Please." You're shaking though, from the complete terror of the person who entered your home, so you can't seem to focus on anything but asking for help. For begging your hero to save you the way she always does.
Rosie raises an eyebrow, taking in everything in the hallway, calmly and violently. Her sweet love, so soft and kind was shaking in her arms, bleeding and crying. Oh, she would burn whoever did this to the ground.
"Where?" Rosie calmly pulls her gun out and changes the clip, having emptied it earlier at 'work'. "Where is the dead man walking?"
"S-She's inside still. I pushed her a bit hard." You flinch away from your girlfriend as you say that scared at how quickly she arms herself with two guns and brass knuckles.
Rosie places her gun behind her back again, instead reaching forward to place her hands on your face and meet her eyes with yours. "Sweetheart, breath. I am here and no one will touch you like that again. I can promise you that."
You meet her eyes with shaky panic, shivering as though it was snowing though the hallway was heated. "Do you promise?"
"I swear on my life, I will personally see to the destruction of anybody who dares harm you," Rosie answers you with unwavering confidence and the trembling in your body stops. Your shoulders are still tensed like a brick wall and with the way you flinch into her when the door to your apartment opens again, Rosie almost falls over.
She pulls you behind her and pulls her gun out, making the woman across the hall freeze. Rosé aims her gun at her, turning her body to face you when she sees that the attacker isn't going to make a move. She places a soft kiss on your forehead, brushing away a tear as she pulls away.
"I'll just be a moment, Sweets."
She turns around and before she can even blink shoots a shot into the attacker's right knee. You don't see, but a cruel smile crosses her face as she hears the scream tear itself from the woman's throat. For her, it's her favorite noise from her enemies, and that woman was currently enemy number 1.
She tucks her gun away as she steps closer to the woman collapsed on the ground, she wanted to make her suffer and a gun was much too...clean.
She stands over the woman who's struggling to save face, attempting a glare at Rosé but struggling to hold the scream behind her lips. Without any feeling, Rosé brings her heeled boot back and hits a strong kick to the woman's ribs. This time you can see the faint shake in your girlfriend's shoulders as she chuckles.
Rosé bends down from the waist to look the lady in her eyes, not wanting to kneel and get her clothes dirty.
"What? Can't look me in my eyes now?" Rosé pulls out her gun again, pressing it to the woman's left foot, putting pressure when she tries to pull her leg away. "Afraid of blood? But you weren't when you decided to harm my girl."
Another shot rings and despite her wishes blood splatters on Rosé's pants. With her arm pulled back she slams her gun into the attacker's head, creating a large gash and causing her to go sprawling.
"You got my pants dirty." She stands straight and then proceeds to kick the attacker again, this time on her knee. "Oh, did that hurt? Sorry."
With a roll of her eyes, she steps on the profusely bleeding left foot, putting most of her pressure on the wound for maximum pain. No longer having the will to scream the attacker just writhes on the floor in pain, like a dying fish.
"Sweetheart," Rosé's call catches your attention, dragging your terrified eyes from the bleeding woman. "What would you like me to do?"
"What?" Your voice is hoarse, and your eyes wide, not understanding.
"With her. What would you like me to do, since she attacked you? I'll do whatever you say." Your lover's eyes soften as she looks at you, as if gently telling you it's ok. Distracting you from how she stepped on the woman like a dart holding its target.
"Do what you do." You say before quickly adding on. "But not here! Please, do whatever it is you do with...that. But don't make me see it."
Rosé hesitates for a moment before nodding, turning quickly to bash her gun handle into the attacker's head again. This time knocking her out and stopping that god-awful writhing. She steps off of the woman, kicking the unconscious woman once before turning back to you. Gentle smile back on her face like she wasn't laughing at screams earlier.
"Come, Honey." She holds her hand out for you, lacing your fingers and basically holding you up when you collapsed into her arms to walk with her back into the apartment.
She sweeps your legs up to carry you up the stairs, laying you gently in the bed as she leaves the room, returning minutes later with tea and an aid kit.
"I'm sorry. For the pain, this is about to cause and for the pain, you endured without me here." Her voice is laced with shame, soft and hesitant, but her hands work deftly in wrapping your wounds. Although she winces much harder than you don when the alcohol stings the cuts.
"Just, please don't let me be hurt again. Please."
"Never." She responds quickly, hardly even letting you finish the request. She helps guide the tea to your mouth. "I put some pain meds mixed into the tea as it'll help you relax more. They have sedation effects so you'll fall asleep quickly. I'll be here when you wake up but I will be gone while you're asleep to deal with the trash."
You nod, finishing off the chamomile tea, and placing the cup down to reach for a hug. She holds you securely, feeling the effects the sedation has on your limbs as you start to drift off. "Just, promise me, you won't tell me what you do to her. I know no matter what, you'll always protect me. I don't want to know how. I don't need to."
Your eyes close but you can feel her nod against your shoulder, and place a kiss before tucking you in. The door closes behind her.
Lalisa Manobal|Lisa
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"You said you loved me."
Lisa can only look at you, eyes filled with betrayal and hurt, so much so that she doesn't even notice your trembling and wounds.
Her voice is strained like it pains her to make the accusation. And for a moment you forget about the current situation. Because her eyes are burning, filled with pain and betrayal stings her eyes in the form of tears and all you know is this extremely strong woman is crying and it's because of you.
"I do," You pledge to her again but your voice is pleading as you speak frantically. "I do love you. I do. But-"
"No!" Lisa cries out as you go to continue, misunderstanding what you were about to say. She pushes you then, out of the elevator and into the wall behind you, gripping your arm hard. "You told me- swore to me- that you love me. That you'll stay with me. You can't just leave! Please."
Your heart hurts as her voice cracks and how the obsessed look in her eyes takes over. But her hands pushing against the cuts on your body hurt even more. You could fix the relationship in a second but all you could say right now was:
"You're hurting me."
Lisa looks down then, finally noticing your blood, which was coating her hands. She lets you go immediately and meets your eyes, shock, and confusion covering the betrayal in them for a moment.
"Why are you bleeding?" She asks calmly, but with a new sense of panic coming over her as she spots the cut on your arm and the even deeper gash on your palm. Luck is clearly on your side today because as soon as she asks that, the woman who attacked you steps out of the apartment.
Her eyes open wide at seeing your lover with you and she freezes, giving Lisa enough time to comprehend the scene in front of her. You don't blame her for needing a second longer than normal to react, just before she was thinking you tried to leave her. Her heart just broke in two and is now in the process of unbreaking from nothing.
But naturally, your sweet lover acts with ease, entering her mafia persona and standing in front of you. She's a tall person, but as she stands with her fists clenched and shoulders back and, you assume, a glare on her face, she looks ten times taller. You can see the muscle in her jaw jump from behind her defensive position.
"Who are you?" She asks the same thing you did, voice strained but calm. A chill, however, crawls down your spine at the detached cold tone you've never heard before. Not even on that day she rescued you, she had only sounded annoyed at your former captor, the man who sends his hello through the woman standing at the end of the hall.
"Miss Manobal, I'm here to-"
"I asked who you are." Lisa interrupts her, similar to what you had done, although you assume that the woman is telling a truth instead of a lie this time. "Actually, don't bother. I remember you from that day. What does Jung want this time? We're not interested in any deals and he's too incompetent to launch any successful attacks against us."
She looks mildly offended across the hall and Lisa lets out another cold laugh.
"Oh, is that what this is? An attempt at an attack? Of course, it is. A stupid plan really, you're not talented enough to get away with a single assassination." At the girl opening her mouth to argue Lisa lifts a finger and clicks her tongue. "No. I'm right. You wanna know how I know?"
As Lisa toys with the woman across the hall, a sense of dread fills you like never before. The woman is frozen, in fear or curiosity you don't know, you're not too sure for yourself either. All you know is Lisa has her gun in her hidden hand and a devious smile on her face. You can tell she's angry from the tone of her voice, yet it still sounds cool and calm. Lisa has her prey in the palm of her hand, and if the prey is you or the lady, you can't tell.
"I can tell because," Lisa is close to her now, but instead of attacking she finishes her story. "That meeting, the one you were at, was set up for an alliance, to give the Jungs access to our assassination teams. He knows he can't give a good attack, so he came running to us for help. Of course, nobody in that idiotic gang can come up with a good plan, although I'll give you props for this seemingly ok one. Now, Y/N, turn around and cover your ears."
Lisa points her gun directly at the woman's forehead before twisting her head to look at you. At the blatant fear paralyzing your body, she softens her tone, eyes sinking back into the pools of love that they used to be, betrayal fading away. "Baby, please. Trust me."
You stay looking for a moment longer at her, and how the woman's eyes flit back and forth between the two of you before widening at the realization of who you are. You turn then, missing the desperate turn she makes in an attempt to salvage any possibility of staying alive that she had.
Had Lisa captured her for just attacking a plaything, she would stay alive to be interrogated, and she would find a chance to escape. But she had seen that look before, the one Lisa had given you, on other very powerful mafia leaders. You were the reason she would die today because Lisa would never let anyone hurt you.
You turn around, eyes shut closed tightly and hands clamping down over your ears. The bang of the gun is still loud like you don't even have your hands over your ears, and you flinch, shoulders curling in. The second bang takes you further by surprise and a gasp leaves your lips, but then the shots continue. You lose count after ten. But somewhere around there your gasps turn into small screams. A much louder scream leaves you when arms are wrapped around you, or it may be because you know exactly whose arms they are, and it can't be the lady who broke into your home.
You flinch forward, attempting to get away from the arms but Lisa walks in front of you so that she can instead hold you against her, your most touching her collarbone so she feels your shaking breaths.
"Please don't." You plead with her without recognizing, the words spilling like blood from the wounds on the woman behind you. "Please don't hurt me. I'll be so good, I promise."
"Shh hey," Lisa shushes you quickly, pulling back slightly to look you over, her eyes only showing love and concern now that she understood. "You are good, you've always been good. I'm so sorry I scared you, baby. I never wanted that to happen. Let's just go inside, your cuts must be hurting."
You nod and go to turn around but she pulls you back. Murming a soft 'Close your eyes' she picks you up bridal style. After some steps and shifting, the front door to the apartment closes behind the both of you. You risk opening your eyes and are met with the bloody footprints your lover leaves.
You close your eyes again.
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808airsoftbros · 9 months
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The Literature Club (Blackpink)
Author: Here is a Yandere oneshot from my oneshot book in Wattpad. If you want to check out more of my works take a look at the Masterlist :)
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Y/N's POV
Today is a new year of school, a new year of memories, a new year of funny moments together with my friends. The first thing I did for my morning routine is getting from my bed and brushing my teeth then having a nice hot shower. I go downstairs to see my eomma make breakfast for me.
"Morning sweetie~!" Eomma greeted me.
"Morning Eomma!" I greeted her back before I sat down and begin to eat breakfast.
"I heard the school is holding a new club promotion event." Eomma told me.
"Yeah, the school is going to have vendors from the school's club to get new members." I responded to her.
"So any clubs you have in mind?" She asked me curiously.
"I don't know but I heard there is a new literature club, so I'm gonna check it out!" I said to my Eomma.
"That's good to hear your joining a new club." Eomma responded to me with a bright smile.
After, I was done eating breakfast, I grab my things for school and started to walk my way. Took me about 5 minutes to finally get to the front entrance of campus. I take a deep breath before heading inside the building, I looked at my schedule and the school's billboard about the club vendors.
When I was about to continue walking down to my class, I went to my assigned locker but when I opened it, I was confused as there's some sort of letter with a heart on it. I take the letter and open it before reading it.
"Hey Y/N!
We are the club members of the Blackpink Literature Club and we are hoping that you are interested in joining. If you are wondering who is writing this then my name is Kim Jisoo and I'm the club president. I have other three club members in my literature club as for the moment. We would be extremely grateful if you come to visit us at the club vendors at the school!
Hope to see ya there~!
- Kim Jisoo"
Wow, what a coincidence! I was actually planning to go there anyway, if you didn't know already. I put the letter away and the bell rang right after.
My first class is English, I walk down the hallway to the classroom and inside is the students and the teacher themselves.
"Oh, hi, who are you?" The teacher asks me.
"My name is Y/N Shin." I answered him and he nods.
"Ah, yes, your in the right class, please have a seat!" The teacher instructs me and I go sit down on a open desk.
After a good while, a see four girls come inside and my lord they were all gorgeous. The boys stared at them but the girls just ignored it.
"And who are you four?" The teacher asks them.
"Our names is Kim Jisoo, Kim Jennie, Park Chaeyoung, and Manoban Lalisa." Jisoo introduces herself and the other girls.
"But you call me Rose." Rose explained to the teacher.
"And you can simply call me Lisa." Lisa said to the teacher.
I see a lot of other students whispering among one another so I guess their really popular students here. What a minute...? The girl named Jisoo is the one who left that letter in the locker room!
That is very unusual for me because in my own opinion, I'm not that really interesting of a person and I don't know why they would leave a letter in my locker.
"Maybe they left letters to other students as well..." I suggested myself and I shrug it off.
I was busy reading a book but my dense self was not aware that the girls were sitting right by me... Jisoo was in the seat in front of me, Jennie the left side, Chaeyoung on the right side, and Lisa behind me and they stared at me.
"Why do I get the feeling I have eyes on me..." I said in my thoughts before looking up to Jisoo looking at me which startled me and she just giggled in response along with the other girls.
"Wow, you really are cute in person." She said to me which I blushed in response.
"I know, right Jisoo-Unnie~?" Rose quickly responded to her while licking her lips sending shivers down my spine.
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"Do you have a girlfriend by any chance?" Chaeyoung asked me curiously and I shake my head.
"No?" She asked me raising her eyebrow.
"I don't have one, why do you ask?" I asked her curiously.
"Oh, we're just curious that's all." She responded to me and I nod. But when I looked at the other girls reaction to my answer, they were strangely happy about it which I wonder why.
"Alright, class settle down we're beginning the lesson ." The teacher announced.
Everyone went off their phones or just put away whatever they were doing then pay attention to the teacher. The girls rolled their eyes and we begin the lesson.
TIMESKIP
After the lecture is over, everyone is dismissed and they left the classroom immediately after they were done packing. I since today is the first day of school, they decided to just let us roam and explore around campus for the 2nd period of class.
In the meantime though, I wanted to check out the club vendors since they were holding it right now. I head to the cafeteria and see a whole bunch of stuff like anime, archery, sports, anything you can imagine a school would have.
"Hey, kid!" I hear a girl voice calling to me and I turn to the direction of the voice to see a girl walking towards me.
"Your interested in joining the art club?" She asks me.
Jisoo's POV
We got done setting up the our vendor but we wondered where our Y/N could be at. I decided to look around for him but when I found him. My blood began to boil when I saw Irene talking to him and being too friendly with him.
"He's gonna get punished when I get my hands on him." I said to myself.
I approached them and Irene quickly left when she saw me.
"Hey Jisoo, what do you need?" He asked me.
"Come here." I ordered him and I grabbed his arm then pull him to my vendor with the other girls.
Y/N's POV
Jeez, why is she so possessive of my all of a sudden when she saw me with Irene? Is she jealous or something? Heck, I don't even know!
I continued to be dragged by Jisoo until we reached the Literature Club's vendor. Jisoo explained to what she saw to the girls and they began to giving me death glare at me which I gulped in response.
"Y/N, what were you doing with Irene?" Jennie asked me coldly.
"She just asked if I wanted to join the art club, that's all." I confessed to them.
"From now on, you don't talk any girls besides us!" Rose said to me coldly while grabbing my collar.
"W-What?" I asked her while stuttering.
"You see, from now on. We own you so you belong to us only." Lisa explains to me.
"W-What the hell?!" I said in my thoughts as I panicked.
"Do you understand now, baby now~?" Jisoo asked me while giving me a sadistic smile and I nod slowly.
"Do you understand?" She asked again but this time with a angry look which I gulped in response.
"Yes, Jisoo-Unnie." I responded to her and she smiles again.
"Good." She says before grabbing a badge with a logo on it and pins it onto me.
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That moment, I knew that this year is gonna be a long and tiring one...
TIMESKIP
It has been months since the Literature Club members have claimed me as there's. Many boys were jealous of it but they didn't dare try to attack me in any way because if they did let's just say the members "took care of them" which I can already tell what they mean.
"Y/N, come here!" I hear Jennie call to me.
I approach her to the desk she is sitting at.
"So, you enjoy it here, baby boy~?" She asked me seductively and I nod slowly.
"Good, because your going to enjoy this as much as I will." She said to me before getting up from her seat and sits on my lap.
She stared at me with her deadly eyes which makes me shiver before she slowly caresses my face. She slowly moves her head towards mine and our lips interlocked with each other.
She began to insert her tongue into mine and begins to explore the inside of my mouth. It wasn't exactly love but pure hunger. At this point it was dragging on for too long but thankfully she pulled away, and I immediately begin to catch my breath.
"Oh, this is just the beginning, where not done yet~" She warns me.
"Yah, Jennie why don't we get to kiss him?" Rose whines to her and Jennie turns to look at her.
"You will get to eventually." She says to her.
She then pulls a knife out of her bag which makes my eyes widen.
"Now, the real fun begins!" She announced and the girls smirk at the sight.
"Oh god..." I said before closing my eyes.
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I just looked at the computer in disbelief of what I just played. Seriously what type of dating simulator is this?!
"I think I better get rid of this." I suggest to myself before I move the mouse to delete the game.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you~." I hear 4 girls say to me which makes my stomach drop.
I spin my office chair to see that somehow the same four girls are now in my room!!!
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"How the hell did they get here!?!?" I question in my thoughts as I have no idea what to do.
"We have our ways if your wondering how we got here." Lisa says to me.
"But now your ours forever~." Jisoo says to me with a evil smile.
"Ah, nuts." I muttered.
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scrtxai · 10 months
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PERFUME - (YANDERE JENNIE X READER) PREVIEW
"Can you smell it?"
Her Chanel branded perfume stung inside my nose, feeling so dizzy that making only a nod is the answer for the cat eyed woman above me. Her chuckle slightly heard and the traces of one of her fingers on my collar neck.
I've been thinking about what she had done to that drink she offered just a while ago?
That drink…
The drink that I can't control myself…
I'm paralyzed, can't move nor push this woman away from me.
Her smirks get wider, biting her bottom lips while her cat eyes look at me full of something that I can describe well…
"Instead of smelling my perfume… Can you smell my desire for you, Mon Cherié?"
She whispered, red lips getting closer to mine only just seconds, attaching it hungrily. My body is getting hot.
Oh god…
What happened to me?...
My vision is getting blurry..
Only to feel her lips keep marking my neck, my skin…
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CTTO Tenor
FULL STORY ON MY WATTPAD 
https://www.wattpad.com/story/343453996-perfume-yandere-jennie-kim
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desiredfang · 1 year
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❧ That Girl Is Posion
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genre -> yandere
pairing -> black pink’s jennie x reader
warnings -> noncon kissing in the neck, jennie leaves hickeys on you, poisoning with a syringe
word count -> 0.1k
summary -> the rumors of her were true
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“I know, I know. I know this hurts.” She pouts when you whimper from the pain. “I wish I didn’t have to do this either but I need to make sure that you can’t leave ok? Because if you leave me, things worse than being poisoned will happen.” You watch as she takes another small dose of the poison.
“That’s it. You’re such a good baby. Don’t worry I made sure that it wouldn’t kill you.” She sets down the bottle and the syringe, before laying in bed with you, cuddling you close. “What use do I have with a dead lover? Hm?” You can feel her start to leave kisses on your neck.
“Just do as I say, and nothing bad will every happen to you.” Her hands start to wander around your body, caressing it gently. “Just be good, and I’ll do anything you want and any thing you need will be yours.” You can feel her start to suck marks now.
The rumors where true. Poison wouldn’t kill you. Jennie Kim would though.
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b000mbayah · 1 year
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Blackpink as yandere types
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Requested: Yes
Word count: 720
Warnings: Forced love
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Jisoo- Training
●Jisoo has always been kind of forceful, even when you were just friends.
●She had always demanded you go places with her, to never raise your voice when in her presence.
●But since you started dating, Jisoos temperamental demands only worsened.
●Jisoo had almost always demanded your vocal and physical affection to be a certain way depending on her mood.
●And if you got that wrong, oh boy, was she ready to cause you some issues.
●With mistakes comes consequences, and she knows all the right ways to make you feel awful if you do something wrong.
●She'd put you under heavy observation, keeping you strictly under her control.
●She'd have you say certain things for food,
●Or hug her a certain way just to get in bed.
●Think of Jisoo as the Queen.
●Now bow down to her every command.
●She loves you. She really does
●She just wants you to love her the way she desires to be loved.
"Say it, and I'll let you rest for tonight. Come on, just say you love me… Say it!"
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Jennie- self indulgent
●Jennie thinks of herself as the most important person to have ever lived.
●And because of this, she believes you should think this way, too.
●She wants you to bow down to her.
●She wants you to worship her, to kiss her knuckles every time you greet each other.
●Jennie is selfish and only wants to satisfy her own desires and whims.
●She could do it without you, but she chooses not to.
●So you should bow down to her because of your fortunate situation.
●You don't understand how fortunate you are…
●How worthless you are without her…
●She'll make your life so much better, if only you obey her every word.
●You're her obedient pet,
●and she doesn't see you any other way.
"You want to go for a walk? I don't remember allowing you to request such things my love"
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Rosé- Delusional
●Rosé has a genuine belief that you're in love with her.
●Her mind blurs the line between reality and deception, creating a lucid mesh of both worlds to create one.
●Rosé would swoon and giggle when in your presence, blushing mad anytime you even glance at her.
●She'd stutter and mumble when spoken to, all while smiling like a love drunk fool.
●However, if anyone was to try and tell her otherwise, she'd flip a switch and act more aggressive than not.
●She'd happily take that person aside and firmly reassure them that you were happily taken by theirs truly.
●She'll always see herself as right, opposed to others, with her reasons perfectly justified in the name of love.
●This unhealthy personality of hers makes everything she does almost unredeemable.
●Rosé is almost always in a state of denial, especially when you show any sort of romantic interest in another.
●You're hers,
●You've made her believe that,
●Or were you just stringing her along this whole time?
"No, she loves me, and I love her. No one can get between us, not even the petty blond chatting her up. She'll come to me, just wait and see"
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Lisa- Harmless type
●Lisa could never hurt you.
●She's never thought of it, nor has she ever attempted it either.
●Her muscles would clench and stiffen at any sudden movement, giving her the disability to hit.
●She loves you dearly, and would try so hard to become your girlfriend.
●But she'd never harm anyone to get to you.
●If you were dating someone else, she'd accept it, but it wouldn't stop her from low-key obsessing over you as a "friend"
●But if you weren't dating someone and were open to the idea of a relationship, she'd slither her way in slowly.
●She'd be shy but confident at the same time.
●She'd stutter, but hold eye contact.
●She'd stumble, but hold great posture.
●Lisa would constantly seek out "friendly" hugs,
●This way, she could adopt your scent for a while.
●Everything about you just makes her smile.
●You make her weak.
"She's just so cute!! I just- I just... Ahh!"
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retrobp · 1 year
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ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ Kitty Weekend ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ
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'My mother always warned me about humans, saying they'd use us. But why do I want you to use me?'
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Pairing: Cat Hybrid!Jennie x Female!reader
Tw: Yandere, Manipulation, Somnophilia, non con, mention of rape, a lil bit of nsfw, extreme gore, murder, blood (I do not condone this behaviour! It's all fiction).
Summary: During a random weekend, you went to visit your grandma with your family. However, you didn't expect her neighborhood stray kitten to turn out to be a hybrid. And the worst part? She was infatuated with you.
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You groaned as you helped your dad carry the suitcases . After a four hour drive, you finally reached grandma's house for the weekend.
Inhaling the smell of your childhood home, you grinned. This place smelled almost like petrichor, comfort, and home. You lifted the suitcase and ran inside, the soil crunching beneath your boots.
After tea with your granny, you decided to visit your backyard. The cold, wet soil felt strange between your toes; it was a feeling you missed. As you gazed at the plants, you internally praised your grandma's gardening skills.
You were so caught up in admiring the red roses that you failed to notice the movement around you. You jumped when you felt something on your leg, and when you looked down, you saw a gorgeous fluffy cat, as dark as the night sky. You kneel down to pet it, gently raising your hand.
Grandma stares at you from afar, astounded. As you gently scratch behind the cat's ears, she steps towards you. "Jendeukie doesn't like anyone," she tells you as you stand up. "She hisses at everyone, this is the first time I've seen her be friendly like this."
You grin proudly, patting Jendeukie's head. As both of you walked back home, you gazed back at the mysterious lil cat, who was staring at you with her big adorable brown eyes.
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Soon, darkness fell and an illuminating full moon loomed high in the sky. You yawned, closing your math textbook.
It took you a few minutes to relax once you lied down on your soft bed. As you slowly drifted into dreams, you heard a faint meow and a few scratching noises outside your window. A little black kitten was hanging barely on the windowsill when you peered down the window.
You gasped and pulled the little kitty in. She walked over to your bed and meowed, looking at you while she lay next to your pillow. You froze in your place. Then, you smiled and played with the kitten for a little bit.
After about an hour, you cooed at the cute bundle of fluff snoring near your pillow. You looked at the clock, and realized it was after midnight. That's when you decided to sleep too.
And that's when Jendeukie awoke.
She sniffed your face and noticed that you were a deep sleeper as you didn't notice her walking on your tummy. She looked over at the night sky, illuminated with a bunch of stars. She closed her eyes, and it took a matter of seconds to turn into her hybrid form. She giggled as she walked over to the mirror, looking at her naked form.
Her eyes then fell on your sleeping form, snoring lightly hugging a pillow. She licked her lips as her legs went weak. You were so gorgeous and stunning in her eyes. Her mother always warned her about interacting with humans but the moment she saw you, she knew you were her soulmate. She knew you were the one.
She slowly walked towards you, her eyes wide with curiosity and fear and her tail swishing behind her. Her hands slowly roamed around your tummy, gently lifting up your t-shirt. You flinched a little in your sleep but that didn't stop Jendeukie.
She tested a little, dragging her nails around your chest. You moaned a little in sleep, which awakened something darker in her. She'd love to hear you moan like that just one more time.
She climbed over you and gasped when she saw you beneath her. A few minutes later, she sees herself playing with your chest while kneading your tummy. She moaned your name needily, humping on your thighs. "Oh fuck, (Y/N)....hnghh so close~~" she whispered as she reached her climax.
That's when she jumped out of the bed alarmed. She.....Oh no. She touched you without permission. This was bad....so bad. She should be punished. She curled herself in a corner of the room, staring at you while the sun rose.
You groaned when the sunlight hit your face through the window. That's when you noticed your t-shirt and bra was thrown on the other side of the bed and you were naked with just your trousers on. You gasped and looked around, just to see a shadow, hiding itself behind your desk.
"What the f-" you mumbled, trying to remember about what happened last night. You were scared shitless and....was there someone under your desk?
You threw a t-shirt on and grabbed your bedside lamp. Walking closer towards the desk, you gasped. Two innocent brown eyes looked at you, except this time it wasn't a cat...
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"I'm s-sorry Y/N-ie I know that i'm a bad kitty" whispered Jendeukie, sobbing into her hands, not daring to look at you. You gulped, why was this nude woman under your desk and why was she crying? And how the hell did she know your name?!
And that's when you noticed the twitching cat ears and the tail between her thighs. The brown eyes.....wait-
"You're a h-hybrid!" you squeaked walking backwards."You're that kitten....but y-you're a hybrid? Aren't you illegal?" you mumbled to yourself in shock.
She wiped her tears and looked at you, and my goodness she was absolutely gorgeous. Your eyes widened and you looked away as she stood up.
"Do I disgust you?" she asked you, looking down at her feet pouting. You blushed and shook your head whispering no. You felt bad for her, so you rushed to your wardrobe and gave her your white t-shirt and sweatpants. "Uhm w-wear this!" you squeaked as you kept the clothes on your bed and rushed to the bathroom, letting out a breath you never knew you were holding.
Jennie chuckled as she sniffed your clothes. She couldn't believe that you fell for her lies so easily and all it took was a few tears. She quickly wore the clothes and sat on the bed when she heard the bathroom door open.
"Um okay Jendeukie, o-or whatever your name is you need to leave before I call the cops..." you managed to say without shaking. "It's Jennie, love and please don't call the cops! I'll go but I just want one thing" she looks at you cutely and rubs her thighs together. She walked towards you, her tail swishing behind her and caressed your face.
You widen your eyes and push her away. That was the last amount of patience she had. She slammed you on the wall and grabbed your thighs as you try your best to push her. "What the hell?! Let me go you freak!!"
She giggled and latches her lips onto your neck, ignoring your pleas to stop. You scream for help but no one payed any attention except Jennie, making beautiful purple artwork on your collarbone with her lips while kneading your breasts.
She threw you on the bed with strength you never knew she had. You looked away, tears falling from your eyes as she had her way with you.
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You slowly opened your eyes and looked around. You gasped at the unfamiliarity of the room. Tears pricked at your eyes when memories of the morning hit you. You looked out the window, golden sunshine glowing on you as the sun set.
Slowly tiptoeing out the door, you realized you were in a cottage of some kind. There were so many red rosed and pretty tulips outside but you paid no heed to it as you sprint for your life. Suprisingly, there was no one around. Not even her...
You sprinted out of there in no time and that's when you ran into some kind of foresty area, feeling a sense of familiarity. Your eyes widened as you surveyed your surroundings. Just a few more steps and you could be at the backyard of your home! You breathed in relief while running faster as you see the backdoor of you grandma's house.
Entering slowly, you called out to your dad but heard no response. You walked slowly into the living room, but you wished you didn't.
The body of your grandmother lay on the floor, her eyes had been stabbed out and her limbs had been severed. Your mother was carelessly dangling on the rail of your staircase, with her insides threatening to spill out.
You let out a blood-curdling scream while pulling your hair. Falling to the ground sobbing, you notice something in the corner of your eye. Jennie was on top of your father, staring at you with a very unsettling smile. She started giggling like a maniac and tore your dad's abdomen, pulling the large intestine out. You retched onto the floor, and stared at her in shock.
You looked up at her as she walked over to you seductively, covered in blood with a smile so wide it looked unnatural. Holding your cheek, she cooed at you and gently ran her fingers through your hair.
That's when she stopped smiling. She pulled you up by your hair and dragged you out of the house. "Stop screaming darling! You only get to scream when you're in bed with me!" she shouted over your sobs and screams as she dragged you through the rose bushes your grandma had grown.
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aphroditelovesu · 8 months
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Yandere blackpink love letter to male reader after meeting them for the first time
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Jisoo
My beloved,
I hope this letter finds you with the same intensity with which my heart yearns for you with each passing second. From the moment our eyes met, my world has been turned upside down, and all I can think about is you.
I feel consumed by a passion so deep and burning that it frightens me at times. Every thought I have is of you, and I can't control the desire that burns within me. I know my love for you can be overwhelming, but please understand that everything I do is out of love.
Seeing you smile, hearing your soft voice, feeling the warmth of your touch... It's those little things that make me lose control. I would do anything to protect our love, even if it means taking drastic measures. My wish is to keep you by my side forever, in a world where only the two of us exist.
I promise to take care of you and keep you safe from any threat that may arise. If anyone dares to get too close to you, know that I will stop at nothing to protect what is ours. I feel driven by an intense and wild love, and I can't bear the thought of losing you.
Accept my love with all your heart, for it is genuine and unwavering. I wish I could show my devotion in more traditional ways, but for now, know that my love for you is the driving force behind me, even if it means taking a somewhat unusual path.
With so much love,
Jisoo.
Jennie
My sweet love,
I hope these words find a special place in your heart, just as you found a special place in mine. From the moment our eyes met, something inside me changed forever. An intense and overwhelming passion took care of me, and I can't think of anything else but you.
Every thought, every sigh, every beat of my heart, everything is dedicated to you. The love I feel is so powerful I can barely control myself. I want to be by your side at all times, protecting you from any threat that may come. My love for you is so strong that I would do anything to keep you safe and happy.
Every moment I spend away from you is unbearable torture. I feel like every second you spend away from me is an eternity of agony. I can't stand the thought of you being around anyone other than me. You are mine and nobody else's.
Accept my unwavering devotion and know that everything I do is for love. I know that my actions may seem strange or even painful, but they are just an expression of my intense passion for you. I can't bear the thought of losing you to anyone else. And you should know that my love can hurt.
I promise to be your protector, your guardian, and your loyal companion. No one can ever love you the way I do. I am willing to face any challenge, to overcome any obstacle, so that we can be together forever.
Only yours,
Jennie.
Rosé
My only Prince,
Oh, how my heart warms when I think of you! Since we met, my world has been complete. I feel like every part of me is meant to be yours, and yours alone. You are the light that illuminates my life, and I can no longer imagine a day without you.
Every thought that crosses my mind is a sweet memory of you. Your smile is like the sun shining on a sunny day, warming every part of me. Only your presence is able to calm my restless soul. You became my safe haven, my reason for living.
My love, I want to be close to you all the time, like a shadow that never leaves. I know I can be a little clingy, but I can't help it. My love with you runs so deep that I can't help but get involved in your life in every way possible.
I want to be the reason behind every smile you give, the reason your heart beats faster. If anyone dares to approach you, I will protect you with all my might, as our love is the most precious thing to me. Our connection is so strong that nothing, absolutely nothing, can separate us.
My love, allow me to be your everything, just as you became mine. I'm ready to share every moment, every thought, and yes, even a little bit of gooeyness and gooeyness, because that's how our love is truly expressed.
With all the love in my being,
Rosé.
Lisa
My love,
From the moment you came into my life, something inside me changed forever. Every thought, every breath, everything is filled with your presence. You've become the only thing that matters to me, and I can't imagine my life without you anymore.
My love for you is so intense that sometimes it frightens me. I feel an overwhelming need to protect you, to keep you safe from any threat that might arise. No matter what happens, I am willing to face any challenge to ensure your safety and happiness.
I can't bear the thought of you being around anyone other than me. Every look, every smile, every touch you share with another person is like a knife in my heart. I want to be the only one to receive your attention and affection.
I know I can be overprotective, but that's only because my love for you is so deep and unwavering. I am ready to take care of you at all times, to be your guardian and your fierce protector. Nothing can separate us, as our bond is stronger than any obstacle. Don't you agree?
Accept my passionate love and complete devotion. I'm here for you, always and forever, willing to do whatever it takes to make sure our love lasts. No matter what happens, I will love and protect you with all my being.
Yours sincerely,
Lisa.
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stonyoongi · 2 years
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➙ REACTION: You're pregnant
PARING: BLACKPINK x bisexual female!reader | Yandere Au
WARNINGS: kidnapping, stalking, mention of abortion, jennie is obsessed with reader's appearance
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Although you were trying to hide from your family, friends and even your problematic boyfriend, she already knew you were pregnant when she solved it was the perfect time to claim you like her.
Being your boss, it was not difficult for Kim Jisoo to attract you to your future home, using the excuse that it would be a business trip in which she would need you, her helping assistant. She chose a mansion located in the field, far from the city and anyone who could dare to try to steal you from her. She hired a dozen security guards to avoid that in a reckless act, you tried to leave it.
Jisoo knew that only she could take good care of you and your baby. She was the only one capable of providing a happy, safe and full of love for you.
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She does not see you like a wife, girlfriend or anything like that. You are your beautiful little doll, it is nothing more than a toy with which it has fun combing, wearing, making and fucking occasionally. Why would she want a baby with you? No chance! Children are noisy, probably the most annoying beings of all time. In addition, the effects of a pregnancy under your body would be disastrous. You would be disgusted with a large and round belly, breasts filled with milk. Only thought causes nausea in her.
When the symptoms start, she buys you several pregnancy tests and forces you to go through them all. Her face is expressionless as the results confirm her suspicions.
— I'll find a way to get rid of this garbage.— she says with conviction and you know it won't do any good to try to argue for your baby's life.
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Hiding in your closet, she overheard you confiding in your best friend about your newfound pregnancy. You were crying in despair, terrified of becoming a mother, even considering the idea of ​​having an abortion.
The urge to come out of hiding and hug you, stroke your hair, and kiss your forehead almost consumed her. She just wanted to let you know that everything was fine and that you didn't have to worry as she would take good care of you and your baby. She can already imagine you in a cute little house, along with the baby and a dog. She just dreams of building a happy family with you.
And for that dream to come true, she'll find a way to get rid of anyone who threatens your happiness, starting with the horrible human being who dared touch you so intimately to result in a pregnancy and isn't even here supporting you.
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First, she felt terribly guilty for being such a coward and not coming out to you while she had the chance. If she had gotten ahead of herself, you wouldn't have gotten involved with that asshole guy and ended up in this state.
Lisa loves you madly and makes plans for you, but neither of them has a baby. She doesn't hate children, quite the contrary, she sees them as the purest and cutest beings of all time, but there is no room for anyone else in the life she dreams of having by your side. She knows she sounds selfish, but just the thought of having to share your attention makes her angry.
She'll see to it that you don't even meet the child after birth.
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teecupangel · 7 months
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so I have an idea what if Haytham Kenway is a yandere because of his desire of no longer wanting to lose things precious to him that started after being left by Ziio and goes full on platonic yandere for Ratohnhaké:tön,  when he learns he is his and Ziio’s son and we could also add adewale to the mix of someone he doesn’t want to lose because he is the only living connection left of his father
I feel like we would need a catalyst for this because if he was already a yandere before he met Kaniehtí:io then it wouldn’t make sense that he’ll let Kaniehtí:io go.
So in this case, the catalyst would be the aftermath of saving Jennifer. Not only did he lose one of the few people he actually trusted, Jim Holden. During the funeral, Jennifer hammered in the final coffin and told Haytham that they shouldn’t be stay close and that they were much too broken to become a family once more.
As well as…
“You became one of them, Haytham. The very people who ordered our father’s death and destroyed our family. No matter what kind of man you are underneath that cape of yours, you still choose to remain part of their Order. I cannot…” Jennifer stared at her younger brother…
No.
At the Grand Master of the Templar Order.
“I care for you as my brother but… I also wish I could strangle you…” She placed her hands on Haytham’s neck, “To snuff out the rot of the Kenway name.”
Haytham stayed still, lips curving into a small mirthless smile, as he asked, “Am I truly the rotten one, Jenny?”
“We both are, Haytham.” Jennifer said with a sad smile void of any hope. She dropped her hands and turned away as she said, “Our blood has rot beyond any hope of salvation. Stained by the corruption of the Order and the festering corpse of the Brotherhood.”
“If we truly wish to protect this world…” Jennifer began to walk away as she said, “We would let our blood end with us.”
.
And the tragedy of it is that Haytham actually believed that Jennifer was right.
The Kenway family was filled with tragedy. Even the happiness he must have had as a child felt like a dying dream.
But, at the same time, he also wanted his life to mean something.
His loyalty to the Order wasn’t because of Birch, it was because he truly did believe in the Order’s ideology.
And he would keep pushing forward…
Until it was time for him to die.
.
Shay was a tool that needed to be guided to be used effectively.
Or perhaps Haytham was simply pushing such thoughts to keep himself from remembering how the villages refused to let him come even near the forest. He had not seen Ziio at all, could not even ask any of the villagers to deliver his message or to give Ziio the letter he had penned.
Shay was a distraction…
The Colonial Brotherhood was a distraction.
But then…
Adéwalé stayed with them and protected them to the best of his ability.
How cruel his words had been.
“He would be ashamed to see what you have become.”
Yes.
His father would be ashamed of who he had become… probably.
But his father was dead.
And…
Adéwalé was a part of his father that was still alive.
It was hard to keep him alive. Adéwalé fought knowing it could be his last. Stubborness formed from desperation that left no other choice but to take him down until he was an inch away from death.
Shay had thought he had truly killed Adéwalé.
Haytham let him think that but he kept Adéwalé alive.
Charles didn’t say anything. He was foolishly loyal like that.
And so…
Once Adéwalé was stable, he had him shipped to Jennifer in London.
Jennifer would know what Haytham wanted even if he did not give her any letters at all.
.
The Colonial Brotherhood was destroyed.
And time marches on.
Haytham still tried.
He tried for so long.
Yet the village remained close to him.
So many times, Haytham had wanted to destroy the village just so it would open its gates.
But Ziio would not want that.
Then again…
Ziio didn’t want to see him at all.
She must hate him.
But Haytham was fine with that.
He was used to being hated.
All he wanted…
… was to have Ziio with him once more.
To hold her in his arms and to protect her.
If she hated him so much, he will build the most beautiful cage for her.
There she will be safe and protected.
And…
That’s when he saw him.
The boy with Achilles.
He looked…
He looked too similar to him to be a coincidence.
Too similar to Ziio.
It had to be…
Why.
Why wouldn’t Ziio tell him?
Why would Ziio hide him?
Stop.
There was no reason to be agitated.
There was no reason to lose all sense of calm.
“Charles.”
“Yes, Master Kenway?”
“Capture the child next to Achilles Davenport.” Haytham ordered without looking at their direction. Charles followed him and pretended not to see them, listening as Haytham continued.
“Alive and unharmed. Do I make myself clear, Charles?”
“Of course, Master Kenway.”
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aestheticpluto · 1 year
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Forever Together [ Yandere Jennie ]
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Yan! Jennie X GN reader
T.W- Language[?]
No One's POV
''Y/n....Darling'' she said as she stroke your hair ''Why...why don't you understand that all....I'm trying to do is protect you'' she continued ''from this shitty world....and these shitty peoples'' her expression turned into a scowl as she continued to stroke ''Kidnapping someone is not equal to protecting them'' you said smacking her hand she sighed and kissed your cheek ''Cute. But I didn't kidnapped you I...just simply took what's mine'' she said ''Fuck you'' you muttered ''Uh-Uh, Darling'' she said griping your wrist ''Apologies'' she stated her grip got tighter ''Never, bitch'' you growled
''I advise you to choose your next words very carefully young lady/man'' her voice was threatening you hissed in pain as her grip got even tighter ''Fine'' you replied ''I'm sorry'' you sigh in defeat ''Good girl/boy'' she patted your head and peaked your lips
''Darling....you must be hungry'' she cupped your cheeks ''I'll go get some food for you'' she said and walked away
you hated Jennie so much she used be so childish and now it's like you don't even recognized her you hated yourself for protecting her from bullying, caring for her and much more ''Y/n...I'm back...''she impatiently sat next to you on the bed as if your gonna disappear ''here'' she chirped as she gently push the plate towards you and kissed your forehead ''We will be Forever Together...and nothing pull us apart '' she said showing her gummy smile it reminded you of old jennie that you used to be best friend of or at least that's what she called you...
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jentledaisies · 9 months
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"Guys, I wanna uhm...leave the art club."
"It's just that some people made me realize I don't really have anything to add here. Rosie is good at making murals and paintings, Jisoo is great with campaigns, Lisa has incredible ideas, and Jennie has connections everywhere. All I really do is just sit around and give moral support while you guys work your butts off. Im useless! :("
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"How could you ever suggest that? Actually, who said such idiotic things to you?" Jennie frowns, hurt crossing her eyes at the thought of you ever feeling that way.
"Y/N, how are you useless? So we are good at those things, are you not as well? Are you forgetting how you've helped us with everything, and reducing all you do to simple 'moral support'?" Rosie flicks a pencil around her fingers, too annoyed to feign care for the sketch in front of her.
"Exactly, you support us while we work on these things, and add your help when needed. Without you, imagine how tired and exhausted we would get. We rely on you, Y/N." Lisa moves forward to wrap you in a hug. "Don't say such silly things anymore. It hurts me—us. Hurts us."
Jisoo remains flipping through the pages in front of her, acting indifferent but you can faintly see how her fists clench under her sleeves. "If you want to leave the club so badly you can."
"Unnie!" Jennie scolds her immediately but yelps when Jisoo pinches her quickly.
"They can!" Jisoo argues back, looking up after marking one more thing on the page. "But you won't, will you, YN? Because you already know how much you mean to us. If you truly believed whoever told you such lies, you wouldn't have told us."
"So, why don't you tell us that person's name instead? As you already pointed out, Jennie has many connections, and we are all capable of handling them. Make this easy for us, and then we can all go out to dinner, hm?"
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niyuriot · 2 years
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JENNIE MOODBOARD
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Mine, mine, mine, if you're not mine, you're nobody's.
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shinehyuk · 2 years
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Can you do a yandere blackpink reaction to you calling them crazy/sick in the head? I also really love your work 🤗💗
BlackPink reaction to S/O calling them insane
| Genre : yandere
tw/cw : unhealthy obsession, toxic relationships, abuse, heavy themes, murder, insanity, do not read if uncomfortable/sensitive with such themes!
Jisoo :
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· She'll silently cock a brow, glaring at you with a disappointed look on her face
· She cares for you so much - every single thing that she does comes purely out of her love for you, and this is what she gets back? The love of her life calling her insane?
· She can't let that get past, can she, now? You have to get a lesson so you know how to bite your tongue the next time you think of saying something other than a confession of love to her
· "Sigh– You really should've thought twice before saying that, love"
Jennie :
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· She'll feel hurt and betrayed — how can the one and only love of her life be calling her insane?
· She tries really hard for you, she truly does; sometimes she even stays up all night to dispose of those who have wronged you in any way or get in the way of your love. She thought everything was going so well, so why do you have to hurt her with your words?
· She'll just stare at you in disbelief while her vision goes blurry as she tries her best not to break down in front of you
· "..Go to your room. Now! Think about what you said and come to me when you'll be ready to apologize."
Rosé :
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· She'll be frozen in shock, her mouth hanging open as she frowns her brows at you
· "I-I must've heard that wrong, right, my love..? Darling, pease tell me I heard that wrong"
· Once she confirms that you have, in fact, called her sick in the head, she'll almost instantly break down, hugging you tightly and hiding her head in your shoulder as she cries
· Is her love for you really that insane in your eyes? Do you only see her as a crazy psychopath, even after everything that she's done for you?
· "No, no, no. Y-You're wrong, dear. You don't know what you're saying, right? Of course you don't. I-It's okay, I'll forgive you"
Lisa :
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· She'll cock an eyebrow, smirking at you. How cute and silly you are, stating the obvious – has it not been clear from the start?
· Her love for you was never an ordinary one, far from it; she has always been very open about being obsessed with you, even before cutting your entire access to the outside world. You're the only one to blame for not noticing it sooner and escaping before it was too late
· "Oh, you're just too cute and naive, darling – maybe if you noticed that sooner, everyone I killed for you would still be alive, don't you think?"
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scrtxai · 10 months
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Yandere Jennie x Female Reader new cover
If you guys wanna read it,
Unfortunately, this story only available in Wattpad
I make this cover because I'm bored.
Link it's on the PERFUME preview.
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virgil-is-a-cutie · 7 months
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Yandere Dev should know I only remember Yandere Simulator only bc of Kubz Scoutz bc Jay is so fun and such and is the only youtuber I'm willing to watch vids of the playthrough of.
Like literally I forget the game for half a year and just binge watch a few vids
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b000mbayah · 2 years
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CEO yandere blackpink (idk if you already done CEO yandere) were you tell them that you don't love them and you'll never love them 🦊
Hey 🦊 anon!
CEO!Yandere!Blackpink reaction to S/O confessing that they never will love them.
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Word count: 1,262
Warnings: minor mentions of family death.
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Jisoo
She remembers how it felt when she first met you, she remembers the giddily dance the butterflies performed around her insides. It was the first time she had felt genuine love since her parents passed. 
She sang to herself those songs she once hated, the songs that only people so intoxicated by another would even think about singing. She remembers how disappointed in herself she was when she kept slipping into that sing-song trap.
Jisoo keeps catching herself in the middle of simple minded acts, doing something that correlates directly to you, someone far down the ranks compared to her social and importance in stance. But she knew what she had to do. Jisoo knew she had to just ask you out.
When she found herself sitting in her expensive leather chair, surrounded by files and books of god knows what with you standing awkwardly in front of her- she panicked.
When she asked you, her voice betrayed her. The unstableness of her mind was long gone with the way she had phrased it- how she even said it.
She sounded cocky, she even looked cocky. Sat with a pen being passed between her fingers as she's surrounded by furniture only someone making six figures could even think about affording. She reminded you of previous people in your life, and you didn't like it one bit.
No matter how important this job was, you were willing to risk losing it to stay away from the more arrogant people alive, so you did what you felt was best, and rejected her.
"Sorry Miss Kim. But I'm not remotely attracted to you and I never will be" you then proceeded to excuse yourself from her office in a rush, not wanting to see nor hear the aftermath of your actions.
But she just stared at the door, eyebrows furrowed as she let out a heavy breath.
She blew everything before anything could even begin. But she wouldn't let that stop her from trying again... and again, until she gets what she deserves.
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Jennie
Jennie had grown all too selfish within her time of being the CEO of a major fashion brand. She had high expectations from everyone, but failed to meet them herself. She was a hypocrite nonetheless, and you hated that the most about your boss.
You remember all the times she's called you to her office, demanding a lunch with a recipe so long and complicated that it wouldn't stick to your mind the first million times you heard it. She judged you on your work performance, your work attire, your timings on reports and fights within the building. 
And you. Hated. It.
Today was barely any different either, considering that Jennie had judged you upon first inspection as you entered her office.
From there, her voice remained dominant above all else, but lacked the manners she expected from everyone else who worked both beneath and above her. She was hypocritical, but she couldn't see that, she was too blinded by the products and income her company was making.
"No" you had simply let out, it rolled off of your tongue so easily that it almost scared Jennie half to death. Since when did you grow a backbone? "Miss, with all due respect, I'm your assistant and you're my boss. I couldn't ever love you, what we have is a mutual work bond" if you'd even call it a bond at all…
Jennie had simply crossed her arms, displeased with the answer she received, and being daddy's little girl since she was basically I'm the womb, she had the sour attitude to do something back.
"Wrong answer"
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Rosé
She had nothing wrong with her. Generally. Rosé had no flaws, but that's what creeped you out immensely.
Every time you passed her in the hallway, your eyes would seem to follow her until they couldn't. Every time you had to accompany her to a meeting, your hands etched to touch her- more specifically her hands or thighs.
You were heavily in denial for any small crush you had cursively developed from all these months you've worked with her. She looked like a goddess, talked and walked like one too- but no, you didn't want any involvement, knowing she would be bad for you in some way or another.
Her voice was just too soothing, her face too pretty, her movements too elegant. There was something too strange about her, like she was god's masterpiece sent down to earth by mistake. And she's successful? Clearly there are favourites amongst you all.
But, even if God had his favourite label set on Rosé, he was keeping an eye out for you too because when Rosé had just casually asked you to go and get lunch with her as a "date date" you could've taken that chance... but instead you were petrified and acted out of pure instinct.
"I-Im sorry Miss Park. I don't think we should see each other that way. I mean, you're my boss and I can't say I love you now because that would be a lie. I don't think I'd ever love you" you released it all, heart sank deep within your chest as you see the glimpse of embarrassment on her face, fixed with a disappointed frown. 
"It's okay… I'll see you around" her voice cracked as she hurriedly walked away. However, you failed to notice the small smirk that crept its way onto her lips just before she left.
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Lisa
She was everywhere. Lisa hogged every billboard, every magazine page, every front window, and cluttered everyone's mind. Lisa was undeniably selfish but couldn't see it- and you had quickly caught onto that- having it been her worst trait amongst the rest.
Lisa would always boast about her products, making sure every aired show had to sponsor her at least twice for them to air. She was that stuck up about it. Her grin also contained heavy amounts of her horrendous personality, it wasn't all bad, granted, but certain things just ticked you off.
So it wasn't a shock when Lisa had asked you to be hers. Be hers like you were an inanimate object used for her snaked heart to turn to stone. She had slung herself lazily forward, her head resting in the palm of her hands like she couldn't be any more interested in your response. It's not like she actually expected you to say anything other than "yes" because she knew how everyone dropped to their knees for her… everyone but you.
"Sorry ma'am, but I don't feel that way about you" her eyes darted to you, a warning glare as she just sat up straight, eyes observing your every word and action. "And I never will- now if you excuse me. I have work" 
Being fired wasn't on your agenda, and you knew how lame you were for just leaving her, but you weren't going to stay in the same room your boss is in- especially not after you rejected her.
And as much as Lisa wanted to go after you, she stayed, and trashed her whole office, books with torn out pages rested, scattered along the floor as her chairs and tables where toppled over. She'd have to pay her cleaner double, maybe even triple to fix this mess of a sore tantrum.
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