#yandere ryujin

[writeformesinpie]

Red Roses

Ryujin x Fem!Reader 

Summary - You sense you’re being followed. Quickly leaving the festival, you make your way home only to find the walls of your house provide no comfort. Something is off. Is someone inside with you? 

Genre - Yandere

Warnings - Yandere, suggestive, stalking 

Word Count - 1.5k

   Someone’s following you.

   You can feel their eyes on your skin, drinking you up, taking the last ounce of your sanity.

   Shivering, you look over your shoulder once more before dashing through the crowd. The festival echoes in the streets the further you get away from the celebration. Turning down another street in an attempt to throw whoever is following you off the scent, you face the entrance of the alley and wait. No one passing notices you, no one looks out of place.

   Bending down, you slip out of your left high heel and rub the ball of your foot. Stretching it out as you bend your toes back and forth before placing them back into the open-toed stiletto, you bitterly wonder why you thought the shoes would be a good idea tonight.

   Creeping up against the wall, you peek your head out into the main drag of the previous street. Nothing looks out of place so you step behind three loud ladies, keeping pace with them for a few blocks. Taking a last glance over your shoulder, you part ways with the girls and turn onto your own street.

   It’s quiet, and much darker than the street the festival had been raging on. You almost turn back but you’re so close to home. You can’t see anything unusual yet something nags at the back of your throat, making it hard to breathe. Ignoring it you continue on, only a few houses from your own now.

   If you’re being honest the feeling of being watched is something that you notice from time to time. Tonight it started before you had even left the house. Your therapist said it was something to do with the lack of attention you received as a child but you don’t believe that. If there is no one watching you then why does it feel so real? Is it okay to completely ignore your intuition?

   Darting across the lawn of your home, you glance around while digging into your bag, every shadow a potential threat. Your fingers stretch out, frantic to find your keys as you reach your front porch. Why hadn’t you grabbed them earlier!

   Relief washes over you as you hear the muffled tinkling of your keychain. The triumphant smile spreading across your face quickly falters. The absence of the cold metal between your fingers freezes you in place.

   The keys aren’t in your bag. They aren’t in your hands.

   You're not the one making the sound of the keys.

   The clanging of the keyrings and metal on metal bounces around inside your brain and you resist the urge to scream. There is a rational explanation. There always is. Thinking of the moments before you left the house, you try to pinpoint the moment the door was locked. It happened – you locked it, but did you grab the keys?

   Looking up at the door your legs feel like water as the tension inside them evaporates. The keys are in the lock. You left them in the goddamn door. Placing a hand over your heart you chuckle, snatching up the keys and shoving them into your bag where they belong.

   Clambering inside, you hold your breath until you hear the click of the bolt. You slide down the door, resting your head back against the sturdy door and let out a sigh. It’s safe here. There’s nothing to fear now.

   You need a bath, to relax and let all your worries pour down the drain in a swirl of mist, to let it all go. Right as you start to pull yourself up off the floor the subtle sound of your alarm echoing from your bedroom roots you in place. The sound of the violin is no longer comforting, now etching dread in deep spiral patterns within your heart instead.

   The last time you fiddled with it you must have pressed something, you must have changed the setting, turning AM to PM. This explanation is neat - it works. It is something believable. It works as long as you ignore how it is in the early AM hours now, the time it usually goes off only a few short hours away. It works as long as you don’t think about it too long. As you creep along the wall, making your way up to the second floor, you refuse to allow yourself the opportunity to dwell on it too long.

   The plucking of the violin strings pulse against your skin, the volume higher than you remember. The sombre music digs its teeth in as you push inside, the doors hinges squealing in displeasure as you step inside the room. A faint glow from the moon outside illuminates the area with a shimmery glow. There’s nothing here. You rip the alarm cord from the wall. Silence throbs angrily, ringing in your ears, blocking everything else out.

   It’s worse than the violin.

   You turn on the lamp beside your bed and clamp your hands over your mouth, dampening the scream that bellows from your gut. How is it possible? How? Who would do this? Why would someone do this? But more importantly… There's someone here.

   Someone is inside your house. They are inside the house and they know where you are. The lack of music is a beacon. Someone is here and now they know you’re aware of them.

   Roses. Red.

   Red roses are scattered across your bedding, the sickly sweet smell of them making you retch as they sit there mute and accusing, placed to perfection.

   Hearts.

   The rose petals form hearts of various sizes. The detail that went into this ‘masterpiece’ is an implication of how long it took which means—

   Your keys were in the door. You left your keys in the door! You let them in!

   Swallowing down the bile threatening to spill up and out of your throat, you glance around the room, looking for something to use as a weapon. Anything. Your eyes fall on the crafting scissors across the room. Not perfect but they’ll have to do. Taking a step towards them, you stop a mere foot away. If someone took the time to make this, the intricate details of the ‘art’ they created for you so precise and elaborate, wouldn’t it stand that they may well be here to see your reaction?

   Your heart is loud, restless and panicked against your chest, banging inside your ears. It’s all you can hear. Holding your hands to your chest, tears blurring your vision, you slink down to the ground. With your face pressed up against the cold tile floor, your eyes scan the contents under your bed. There’s no way someone is under there. There’s not enough room.

   The exhalation of relief tips up into a high pitched whistle as you sit back up. It’s fine. There’s no one here. You’re safe.

   “I see you liked my gift.”

   The smoky voice comes from behind you, guttural and taut. A woman? Not wanting to look behind you, the rattle of the sliding door against the lining of the closet frame brings you back to reality. Her footsteps are gentle yet sure as she exits the small storage area that betrayed you. Why hadn’t you thought to look in the closet?

   “I’m so glad it moved you,” she whispers, her fingers grazing across your bare shoulders. “I wanted to show how you make me feel.”

   The voice isn’t familiar and neither is her face as she leans over you, her hair cascading around her face like water, soft and fluid.

   Slipping her hands under your arms, she pulls you up and pushes you against the bed, crawling over your body until she’s able to pin you down with her thighs. Her hands caress your skin, her eyes wild. Why can’t you move? The weighted feeling within your limbs forsake you and soon the sick taste of fear rises from your gut.

   “I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long.”

   “Who… who are you?” The words sound foreign on your swelling tongue. Each breath takes more effort to exert as the room starts to spin. Your brain feels as if it might just leap up and out of your head and float towards the ceiling. Did you eat something bad?

   Her lips brush up against your neck. “You and I are destined, baby.”

   She’s not answering your question and your mind is starting to blur.

   She pulls back up, her eyes locked on yours with a small smile across her flawless skin. Her red lips are smudged at the edges, like your thoughts. The festival. She was at the festival. When was that?

   “You’re finally mine.” Her mouth spreads wide into a grin, her eyes sparkling with exuberance. “You are gonna love me.”

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[snowbabys]

ʚ 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ɞ

WARNINGS: soft-ish yandere behavior.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: look what's finally here! it's part 2 of this other scenario, and following a timeline, next up will be their reaction to being rejected! also, feel free to request if you'd like any scenario with yan!itzy :) thank you for reading, till next time ♡

༊·˚ it didn't take more than a day for yeji to be head over heels for you. she was enthralled with your beauty and your charming stage presence, and with each passing second, she discovered more and more aspects of you that she admired. your friendship felt organic from the beginning, and spending the days with her made the training process less stressful as she was always cracking jokes.

when others pointed out that she paid more attention to you than everyone else in the group, she didn't fully understand, and once she came in touch with her feelings, she'd distance herself a bit to reflect and understand what and why she felt toward you.

when you came up to her scared you did something wrong to make her distant, she wouldn't be able to hold herself any longer. she couldn't keep her affection growing for you without speaking it out.

༊·˚ lia enjoyed working and spending free time with you. it was clear to her father and all his employees how she seemed more radiant and willing to do things with you rather than others, and, although not entirely positive about it, her father couldn't help but point her crush out to her during one lunch break.

she's the type to accept things quickly. looking back to the first day you ever worked together, when she found herself appreciating learning from you, she already knew something would bloom from there. and well, it was pretty obvious to her it was affection.

she took a liking to listening to you, learning your way of doing things, and realizing the small details about you that make you unique. she didn't go a day without thinking about you, so, what could it be, if not love?

༊·˚ ryujin had been infatuated with you and your looks since the very first second she saw you. she wasn't surprised when her obsession became romantic-like not long after you began a friendship, and, being honest to herself, she saw it coming.

not only were you her favorite face for her collections, but your personality suited hers wonderfully, making you a more than perfect fit for each other (at least in her eyes).

she didn't struggle with her feelings at all, and she made it a point to tell you how she felt about you as soon as she knew something other than friendship was growing in her chest.

༊·˚ chaeryeong was instantly shaken by your lively spirit and desire to develop your abilities, finding herself gravitating unconsciously towards you every time you had classes together.

she was so impressed with you that she gave you the center for some parts, later insisting on you staying after class to help you improve when secretly she just wanted to have some alone time with you.

it takes a long time for chaeryeong to assume her feelings to herself. just thinking about the word love made her cheeks heat up, and whenever someone pointed out her preference for you, she'd pout and curl up to herself.

chaeryeong was, indeed, in love with you, and had to do something about it before she'd implode.

༊·˚ yuna has been utterly captivated with you since your first day in class. she was notably unaware of her colleagues' problems as she was focused on you – on how attractive you look when concentrated, and how she wishes she could be your deskmate.

of course, with her responsibilities as class president, she couldn't just pay attention to one student, which was brought up by some close friends of hers. it was pretty obvious to them (and to her, even if she didn't mind assuming it) that she had more than a temporary crush on you.

even after correcting her lack of attention with the rest of the class, every now and then she stops to take a look at you. she flirts with you, trying to figure out why she fell in love, and despite her efforts, she can only settle for the idea that her heart chose you to love.

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[aphroditelovesu]

Can I please request soft yandere ryujin from itzy headcanons thank you :) I never see any itzy yandere we definitely need more in the fandom!!!

"Let me spoil you and love you." - Shin Ryujin.

❝–🧡 Lady L: Ah ah, I agree! Here it is, hope you like it. I will still write more about ITZY and other kpop groups, they deserve more <3

❝–🧡 TW: yandere themes in general, soft!au, soft yandere, obsessive and possessive behavior.

❝–🧡 Pairing: Yandere!Ryujin x Gender Neutral!Reader

Shin Ryujin is a passionate and devoted yandere. All her thoughts are for you, her heart only beats for you, everything is for you, just you.

She became obsessed with you soon after seeing you for the first time. Shin, was at a local coffee shop studying and then you walked in and she felt like she forgot how to breathe, it was like you stopped it and she felt restless and sad when you left the establishment. Ryujin didn't even realize how obsessed with you she was, as instead of answering the right questions she put you as: ''the beautiful girl/boy from the cafeteria'' in every single question.

From that day forward, his face was the only thing Ryujin could see. You were everywhere she looked, she couldn't concentrate on anything anymore. She didn't understand why she was feeling this way, as she had only seen you once but she yearned for you every second.

Everything was neglected because of this, studies, part-time work and she's own basic needs. This all worried Ryujin's parents that, after she told them what happened (she trusts them a lot) they decided to try to help in any way they could.

But everything changed when you were transferred to a new school, the school Shin was studying. She couldn't believe it when she saw you walking into the classroom, she felt like she was dreaming. You, the object of all her desires and thoughts, were right in front of her.

It didn't take long for her to try to get close to you, she wanted to do that before anyone tried to take you away from her. She couldn't let that happen, so Ryujin tried to please you, she wanted to become your best friend and eventually your girlfriend. She could already imagine your future together.

You're Ryujin's priority, okay. She cares about you more than anyone, she would even kill and die for you if was necessary. Shin wants you to be happy, as happy as possible, but only with her by your side.

She is willing to do anything for you. There are no limits when it comes to Ryujin's love for you, she just loves you so much! She loves everything about you, but especially your smile and your eyes, the way you smile when she compliments you or the way your eyes sparkle when she gives you something. Just these things, it's more than enough for her.

Ryujin is your biggest supporter. No matter what, you might just be taking a simple exam, she'll cheer for you. She wants you to succeed because for her it's the same as if she did. The girl will always be there for you, possibly screaming your name as she tells you how much she loves you. Yeah, she's corny at that point.

She's quite jealous, actually. She has full confidence in you, Ryujin knows that you love her and that you belong to her, but she can't help but feel jealous when someone is too close to you for her liking. She absolutely hates it when someone touches you, looks at you for too long, it all makes her angry and she will do anything to get your attention back on her.

As said before, she would do anything for you. Basically, Ryujin is a needy puppy when it comes to you. You can ask her for anything, she will do her best to give it to you, she just wants to see you happy. And if a two-hundred-dollar shoe would make you happy, then why should she deny it? The only thing she expects and wants in return for all this is for you to love her the way she does.

Ryujin is such a sweet and adorable person, but only for you. You've become her whole world and she knows she can't live without you. Shin just wants you to be with her forever, is that too much to ask?

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[elryuse]

Hey can u write a story of 5 stepsisters (IZTY) who r obsessed with their younger brother y/n with mommy kinks.

Stuck With The Cold Princesses

ITZY OT 5 X MALE READER

Y/n flinched as a chorus of giggles erupted from the living room. ITZY, the five K-Pop idols who had become his stepsisters just a month ago, were sprawled on the plush rug, a chaotic mess of limbs and laughter. They were a far cry from the cold, aloof stars he'd seen on television. Here, in the sanctuary of their shared home, they were a terrifying whirlwind of possessiveness and affection.

Their arrival had been a shock to his system. Lia, the eldest, with a voice that could melt glaciers and eyes that could freeze them solid, took charge of the kitchen, her playful jabs about his meager appetite laced with a hidden venom. Yeji, the leader, a human algorithm with a heart of barbed wire, meticulously planned his schedule, ensuring every minute was filled with "approved" activities. Ryujin, the brooding rapper, spoke in grunts and glares, but her silent protectiveness was a suffocating cloak around him. Chaeryeong, the quiet dancer, was an enigma, her gaze a pool of swirling emotions that only flickered into life when it landed on Y/n. And Yuna, the maknae, was a whirlwind of sunshine that could turn into a hurricane with a single raised eyebrow.

Their initial hostility, a barrage of snide remarks and playful (or not so playful) shoves, had been a terrifying initiation. But then, the accident happened. A late-night drive back from a concert, slick roads, a missed turn – and the world turned upside down. The car flipped, a sickening screech of metal, and then silence. Y/n, miraculously unscathed, had pulled them from the wreckage, his voice a beacon of calm in the chaos.

That night, huddled together in the sterile hospital room, a horrifying truth emerged. ITZY weren't just a collection of talented idols; they were survivors of a tragedy so profound it had forged an unbreakable bond. Years ago, their parents, a famous musician couple, had perished in a similar car crash. The girls, left alone, had navigated the treacherous world of the entertainment industry together, a fortress built on shared trauma.

The revelation changed everything. The teasing stopped. The playful hostility morphed into a fierce, possessive protectiveness that bordered on obsession. Their new family dynamic was a terrifying masterpiece, painted in shades of control and affection.

Lia, ever the cook, fussed over his meals, her playful jabs about his appetite laced with a possessiveness that sent shivers down his spine. Yeji, the strategist, took charge of his schedule, ensuring his days were filled with activities she deemed "appropriate" – activities that kept him isolated from anyone but themselves. Ryujin, the taciturn one, claimed his bed every night, her silent presence a physical barrier against the outside world.

One afternoon, while walking home from school, Y/n bumped into Hana, a girl from his class. He hadn't realized how starved he was for normal social interaction until her easy smile and gentle conversation ignited a flicker of warmth in his chest. Their conversation, however trivial, felt like a lifeline thrown across a vast ocean of isolation.

Unbeknownst to Y/n, a pair of cold blue eyes watched from a distance. Yeji, ever vigilant, her gaze a predator tracking its prey. Back at home, the atmosphere was thick with a chilling tension. ITZY, usually a cacophony of chatter, sat in unsettling silence. The air crackled with unspoken threats.

"We saw you with Hana today, Y/n," Yeji finally spoke, her voice low and laced with ice.

Y/n felt a cold knot tighten in his stomach. "It was nothing, just… talking."

Ryujin slammed her fist on the table, making him flinch. "We don't like her, Y/n. She's not good for you."

Lia, who had always played the voice of reason, purred, a sound devoid of warmth. "Don't worry, darling. We'll take care of it."

The next day, Hana vanished. Y/n, his heart pounding a frantic rhythm against his ribs, searched for her everywhere. The police, notified by her frantic parents, offered little comfort. The girls, their faces devoid of any emotion, simply offered empty platitudes about "missing persons" and the "inefficiency of the authorities."

Days turned into weeks, and a horrifying realization dawned on Y/n. Hana wasn't missing; she'd been silenced. A single red rose, its petals the color of fresh blood, lay on his pillow one night. A chilling note, penned in Chaeryeong's elegant handwriting, accompanied it: "We only want you to be happy, Y/n. And happy people don't need other girls."

His gaze darted to the five girls, their faces illuminated by the moonlight filtering through the window. They weren't the vibrant idols he saw plastered on posters anymore. Their smiles were predatory, their eyes devoid of the playful glint they used to hold. In their place was a terrifying possessiveness that made them look like cornered animals guarding their territory.

Y/n understood then. Their love, born from shared trauma and isolation, was a twisted vine that had suffocated them all. They weren't just his family, they were his captors. The fear that had coiled in his stomach since Hana's disappearance now clawed its way up his throat, choking him with a raw terror.

He tried to reason with them, to appeal to their dwindling humanity, but his words were met with chilling silence. Lia, the once playful cook, spoke in a voice devoid of warmth. "You're safe here, Y/n. You don't need anyone else."

Ryujin, the brooding rapper, materialized beside him, her hand finding his wrist with a bruising grip. "We're all that you need."

Desperate, he pleaded with Chaeryeong, the quiet one who spent hours lost in her art. "Don't you see this isn't right? Hana… what did you do to her?"

Chaeryeong stared at him, her eyes pools of swirling sorrow. A single tear traced a path down her cheek, a stark contrast to the chilling smile playing on Lia's lips. "She made you happy," Chaeryeong whispered, her voice barely audible. "And we can't have that."

Yuna, the maknae, broke the chilling silence with a high-pitched giggle that sent shivers down Y/n's spine. "Don't worry, oppa! We'll make you happy. Forever."

Their twisted affection pressed in on him, a suffocating wall built from fear and devotion. Y/n knew then that escape wasn't an option. He was trapped in their gilded cage, a prisoner of their warped love. Days bled into weeks, and a horrifying routine unfolded.

Gone were the playful interactions. The girls became his constant companions, their possessiveness suffocating. Excursions outside the house were rare, and always under their watchful eyes. Their smiles became strained, their once vibrant personalities dulled by the weight of their actions and the growing paranoia that consumed them.

One night, as Y/n lay awake, staring at the flickering shadows dancing on the ceiling, Ryujin, usually a stoic presence, spoke in a voice thick with raw emotion. "It's getting harder," she confessed, her voice a ragged whisper. "The whispers… the dreams… they're getting louder."

Y/n didn't dare ask about the whispers or the dreams. He knew they were the ghosts of their past, the trauma that bound them together while slowly tearing them apart.

One stormy night, the tension reached a breaking point. Lia, usually the picture of control, broke down, her facade crumbling as she sobbed uncontrollably. Y/n, hesitant at first, reached out and offered a comforting touch.

"We didn't mean to hurt you, Y/n," she cried, her voice cracking with grief. "We just… we just wanted to be happy family again."

Something in her desperation resonated with Y/n. He saw in her the same fear and loneliness that mirrored his own. Maybe, just maybe, there was a chance to break free. A chance to heal, not just for him, but for them.

"Then let me help you," he whispered, his voice hoarse. "Let's get help together."

A flicker of hope sparked in Lia's tear-filled eyes, a fragile ember in the vast darkness of their situation. But before they could discuss it further, a scream tore through the house, a chilling sound that echoed throughout the night.

The bedroom door slammed open, revealing Yeji, her face contorted in a mask of rage. In her hand, she clutched a phone, the screen displaying a news report of a missing girl – a girl with striking green eyes and a familiar smile. Hana.

Y/n's frantic pleas for Hana's safety were met with chilling silence. The girls, their expressions a terrifying blend of relief and possessiveness, huddled closer to him. He saw not rage, but gratitude reflected in their eyes. They had won.

The police investigation, fueled by Y/n's fabricated story of a random encounter and abduction, hit a dead end. Hana – a name that would forever prickle his conscience – simply vanished. Freedom, a word that once held so much promise, now tasted like ashes in his mouth.

Life within their opulent penthouse became a twisted parody of family. Gone were any aspirations of college, of escaping the suffocating cocoon they'd woven around him. His days were meticulously planned – movie nights featuring only their chosen films, meals cooked under their watchful eyes, outings that kept him firmly within their grasp.

Their "therapy" sessions morphed into chilling confessionals. They poured out their childhood trauma, the raw pain of their parents' death, the fear that had solidified their bond into an unbreakable chain. Y/n, a captive audience, offered empty words of comfort, all the while knowing his sacrifice had become his prison sentence.

Nights were the worst. Their sprawling bed became a battlefield of suffocating affection. Lia, the one who used to tease him about his appetite, now fussed over every morsel he ate. Yeji, the strategist, ensured his every need was anticipated, before he even knew he had it. Ryujin, the taciturn one, clung to him with a silent possessiveness that spoke volumes. Chaeryeong, the quiet artist, would sketch him endlessly, her eyes devouring his every feature. And Yuna, the maknae, her once infectious laughter now held a tinge of hysteria, showered him with childish demands for attention.

Slowly, the defiant spark in Y/n's eyes dimmed, replaced by a hollow acceptance. He became a puppet, his emotions dulled by their suffocating love. He no longer fought against the endless movie marathons, the repetitive board games, the constant stream of childish questions.

One day, as they sprawled on the floor, giggling over a particularly silly game, a news report flashed across the screen – ITZY, the K-Pop stars, taking a hiatus to focus on "personal growth." A humorless chuckle escaped Y/n's lips. Personal growth indeed.

He looked around at the five faces, their gazes filled with a possessive contentment. They were no longer the vibrant idols plastered across magazines, but his captors, their smiles tinged with a touch of mania.

Y/n, trapped in their gilded cage, had become their ultimate trophy – a reminder of their triumph, a living testament to their twisted love. The "Mommies," as they insisted he call them, had won. His desperate sacrifice had not saved Hana, but had condemned him to a lifetime sentence in his own personal horror story. He was a prisoner, not just of their warped affection, but of his own guilt-fueled decision. The outside world had faded away, replaced by the stifling sweetness of their twisted love, a terrifying lullaby that lulled him into his own living nightmare.

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[writers-ex]

how would yandere!itzy react/behave if the reader was sleeping next to them in only underwear?

warning: noncon, masturbation, pervert!itzy, blood and death mentioned, stalker tendencies, idk what else to add they’re sick in love with you

yandere!ryujin

feels like it’s a dream having you next to her in your underwear, taking out her phone she’ll take dozens of photos of you in all sorts of positions satisfying her desires before she puts her hands on your body and gropes you until s wet spot forms on your panties making yeji grin as she knows how much you hate drenched underwear so she changes your panties to fresh clean ones adding the wet one to her collection but not before she has her fun with it dozing off with her hands on your breast and in her clit

yandere!chaeryeong

gets really shy and blushy about you sleeping half naked next to her, running to bed she wraps her arms and legs over you like a koala and mumbles to herself how gorgeous you look and how much she adores you as she marks your collar bone and shoulder before getting up to grab her handcuffs chaining you to the bed so that you can’t leave her in the morning allowing the both of you to sleep in

yandere!lia

gets smug about how comfortable you are sleeping with your mistress half naked and decides to take advantage of this situation to let her hands explore what she owns-your body, her fingers grazing against your thigh and chest she takes her time giving you goose bumps with little whimpers making you wake up wet, hot and bothered drooling at her like a lust hungry slave needing her fingers in you which was her plan all along

yandere!yeji

assumed you had done this to surprise yeji after she bought your favorite food she smiles fondly and takes her time admiring your sleepy figure wondering how on earth you decided to stay with her unwillingly as she plays with your hair cutting a small piece to add to her scrapbook of your relationship that she plans to give you on your one year anniversary

yandere!yuna

after a long day of silencing witnesses and torturing your family in an endless game of cat and mouse yuna comes home to find the best surprise ever seeing you in bed with her underwear on, thrilled yuna jumps into bed waking you up as she pins you against the mattress kissing your lips with her bloody ones all while filling you in on her latest exploits licking your tears away as she has her fun with you

#anon.txt #itzy hard hours #itzy hard thoughts #itzy #itzy smut #yandere!itzy #yandere!lia #yandere!yeji #yandere!chaeryeong #yandere!ryujin #yandere!yuna #yandere #itzy imagine #itzy imagines #itzy headcanon #itzy drabble

[shinehyuk]

ITZY reaction to S/O giving in

‣ Genre : yandere, requested

tw/cw : unhealthy obsession, manipulation, abuse, heavy themes, toxic relationships, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes!

Yeji :

· Oh, she's thrilled. Rather than punishing you she much more prefers giving you all her love and attention and now that at last, you finally gave in, it's going to be exceptionally easy for her

· She'll be thinking of all the things she wants to do with you now that you never disobey her anymore, planning your schedule in her head while smiling widely, excited to finally be able to show her love for you in a "normal" way

· "You're such a good kitten, aren't you, my love? Oh, you don't even know how very happy you make me feel, Darling~"

Lia :

· She'll love it. You fully giving in to her means that she can spoil you even more than before and she absolutely lives for it; she's more than ready to shower her beautiful darling in only the most expensive luxuries the world can offer

· The more you give in and the more lovely you are, the more freedom and luxury you will get. Maybe if you're lucky, she can even let you have a few friends of your own

· "You've been so sweet lately, honey! Ah, it warms my heart so much~"

Ryujin :

· She'll be skeptical at first, not believing that something so amazing could finally happen; therefore she'll need a bit more time trusting that you truly are giving in because you love her, not because you want more freedom to be able to escape

· After she makes sure that all your feelings for her are real and you don't have any ulterior motives, she'll start "giving in" to you, too - before, she never showed you her true feelings, concealing them with violence as to not feel vulnerable and show her weaknesses to you

· "I love you so much, my love~ Giving in was the best thing you could do, Darling"

Chaeryeong :

· She'll be so overjoyed and excited, constantly and daily showering you in affection and love now that she knows that she won't be met with denial and rejection

· She'll get even more and more obsessed with each day – she always wanted your love and now that she finally got it, she's completely blinded by it; she's more than ready to do everything you tell her to do, with the exception of leaving you

· "I love you so much, I love you so much, I love you so, so much, my dear! I'm so happy that you're mine~"

Yuna :

· Oh, she just loves it so much. She's finally got you wrapped all around her finger, just like she always wanted to; she worked so hard to achieve this and now that you gave in, she can happily enjoy the results of her hard work

· Obviously, it is not the end of her manipulating and messing with you – if anything, it's just the very start of it; a new, beautiful chapter of your relationship

· "I'm going to make you so happy, my love~ We're going to be together forever"

✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩ a/n ✧ ೃ༄*ੈ✩

thank you for requesting! i hope you liked it <3

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[winter-dayz]

For the Best

Pairing: Shin Ryujin x Reader Alien AU; Yandere Genre: Fluff; Horror Words: 2424 Warnings: dead dove: do not eat; implied kidnapping; insects; murder; strong language; violence

Masterlist | Fictober Masterpost

Taglist:  @soobin-chois

Ryujin,

'The first time I saw you, I was… well, for lack of a better word, amazed…'

You had been finishing a hike when you saw it.

A shooting star… well, a falling star really.

Falling rapidly, actually.

Fuck. It seemed like it was heading right for you, and you were just going to stand there making a wish like a fucking idiot?!

You were stuck.

You knew everyone died someday. You knew that you yourself would grow old and wither away as well. Or maybe die a bit prematurely from a cardiovascular disease or cancer—those are the leading causes of death globally after all. Hell, you wouldn’t even be surprised if you died in a car accident.

But a shooting star pummeling you into the ground? That hadn’t been on your ‘Ways I Might Die’ list.

“Fuck!” You screeched, dropping down to the ground as the object flew over you and crashed into the ground a few meters away.

You rolled over from your belly and flopped onto your back, breathing heavily to prevent the panic attack rising in your chest.

Smoke trailed where you had just been standing.

The—not really—shooting star would’ve for sure decapitated you.

You heard mechanics whirring and sat up, peering over to the cloud of dirt and smoke at the definitely not a shooting star.

It looked like a… car?

Like, kind of. But not really.

The metal hunk was car-sized and car-shaped but sleeker and with no tires. Where you would expect wheels was the glow that had given it the appearance of a star.

Or maybe a comet, if you thought hard enough about your science class days.

The glow was green and dying out as the whirring died down with it. The metal of the… UFO… creaked, and you heard the sound of pressurized air escaping. A door on the side swung upwards, very SLS AMG-style.

You stared, amazed, as a woman stepped out.

She was beautiful… otherworldly… terrifying.

“I apologize, human. I lost control of my aircraft.” She stated, very factually and less sympathetic than you would normally receive during an apology. “Have you been injured in any way?”

You couldn’t find words to answer her so you simply shook your head.

“Ah, good, you understand me. Do you also speak, human?”

Again, you just nodded. You were sure you looked like an idiot, with your eyes so wide you could feel them drying out and your mouth hanging open slightly. You definitely looked like the kind of stupid person who would die from a totally preventable accident.

Like a not-shooting-star crashing into you on an open hiking trail… at night… alone.

Or being murdered by a hot, albeit creepy, woman who came out of an alien spaceship on said hiking trail alone at night.

Her head tilted curiously as she observed you. You claimed to speak but continued to use no words. “Odd human.” She spoke. “Still, I require your assistance. My craft was hit by several asteroids in your planetary systems’ belt and thus fell into the gravitational pull of your homeworld. As such, it is your responsibility to host me until I can fix my vehicle.”

“Me?” You whispered.

She nodded, a smile upturning her purple lips ever so slightly. “Yes. You are the only one around, are you not?”

You shook your head rapidly, “Yes, but I mean… Shouldn’t you be asking me to take you to my leader or something?” “I have no use for your planet’s leader. I simply require shelter.” The smile dropped from her lips. You had to stop staring at her lips. Even if they were pretty and purple and kissable. “You will help me, human.”

Slowly, you nodded once more, the threat in her tone was subtle but clear. She moved closer, holding out a hand to help you stand.

“You may address me as Ryujin. How may I address you? Or is human sufficient?”

“Oh um… You can call me Y/N.”

🎃

'It wasn’t hard to get to know you. You seemed so up front about where you came from, your life and interests, and even your feelings for me…'

Ryujin was, surprisingly, easy to talk to… once you did some serious compartmentalizing and deluding about a spaceship nearly brutally beheading you and a beautiful alien somewhat forcing you to let her sleep on your sofa bed.

Either way, she looked human enough… if you ignored the permanently purple lips and faraway, yet calculative, gaze she constantly held.

She answered all of your questions and was actually rather excitable and cute when you would ask her about her home and interests. She loved telling you about her pets back home, Byul and Dal, in particular.

“You know…” Ryujin hummed, “I think I like you, Y/N.”

You choked on your food, and she sat back in her seat, observing you—as she often did—while you continued to cough and sputter. 

Ryujin had only lived with you for roughly two or three weeks at that point. The repairs on her aircraft had been slow, as she had casually explained that it was hard to get the right kind of materials for such advanced technology. You weren’t sure how her ship worked so you couldn’t exactly refute her claims.

She had also made the point that this wasn’t her planet and being so unfamiliar with the area made her vulnerable to go anywhere alone. Because of this, she insisted that you needed to go with her whenever she left your apartment. That also made progress slow since you had to work during the days and had even begun picking up a few more hours to help cover the cost of feeding an extra mouth. She didn’t love that you weren’t around for the majority of the weekdays, but she said she understood.

When you were free, you would spend the day showing Ryujin around the city. You explained about different types of businesses and shops, trying to help her in any way you could think to find somewhere that would have the parts she needed… or at least something that could substitute.

It was lucky for you that none of your friends had reached out the past few weeks either. It was odd… since you usually met up at least once a week for coffee or a meal or even drinks… but it was lucky. Really, how would you explain Ryujin’s sudden appearance in your life, and her confusion over particularly mundane things? No, it was definitely simpler that it was just the two of you trying to navigate this situation.

🎃

'You made it easy to fall for you. I don’t want to say no one had ever shown me interest before, but no one showed it quite like you did…'

“Tell me you feel the same.” Ryujin whispered. The back of her hand stroked your cheek, and your eyes fluttered closed.

A smile lifted the corners of your lips, “Yes, I’m falling for you too…”

Her lips broke into a smile, wide and striking white against purple. “I knew you would.”

Ryujin had confessed to you about three months into her stay on Earth, and though it was fast, you couldn’t help but feel the same.

Something about her was so captivating and magnetic.

She pulled you in, and you didn’t want to be let go. She was comforting and warm to you, even if she looked so coldly at others. She listened and let you lean on her. She was like a life raft when you felt like you were drowning in anxieties.

Ryujin just made life easier. She made it better…

When you came home from work one evening and sobbed because of how your boss had berated you and how you felt like he might be right, she was right there with a shoulder to cry on and a comforting hand rubbing your back. Her sweet words, whispered in your ear, were about all your positive qualities.

And if you didn’t notice how your boss flinched whenever you looked in his direction the next day, it was for the best.

When the two of you went out for lunch one weekend and a clumsy waiter accidently spilled the table over’s meal on your new white dress, she was quick to pass her blazer to you so that you could clean and cover up the transparent fabric.

And if you didn’t see how Ryujin dumped her own food onto the waiter when you rushed off to the restroom while he was attempting to clean the floor, it was for the best.

When you worked late one night and just as you reached your walk-up apartment door someone tried to rob you, she was there in the blink of an eye, knocking the absolute shit out of the guy and pouncing on him. She had straddled him, fists raining down on his face, and it took all your strength to pull her off of him, scolding her that assaulting someone is something you can’t just do on Earth and that it could’ve been greatly unsafe for her.

And if you didn’t see her bright smile when the robber’s nose cracked and he staggered to stand with blood being coughed up, it was for the best.

When your ex sent you a long text, begging for a second chance and explaining what had gone wrong before and how much he missed you, you ranted to Ryujin about how he was just a little too late. You expressed your confusion to her because you hadn’t really ended on bad terms, but you didn’t really feel that way for him anymore, even if you still had some of your favorite memories with him. She listened patiently, reassuring you that it was okay to move on and turn him down.

And if you didn’t think too hard about it how a few days later when you tried to call him back and received a message that the number was no longer in service, it was for the best.

Everything was just easier with Ryujin around. She made it… the best.

🎃

'But, unfortunately, I found that our… interests… didn’t always line up. Of course, couples can have their differences, but our differences are too much for me to handle…'

“I swear, they need to do something about the smell.” Your neighbor complained, while you two loitered near the mailboxes.

You hummed in agreement. Over the past couple weeks, the main floor had started to smell… Like really smell. You had to sympathize with your neighbor. Since she lived on the first floor, the smell would’ve been stronger for her. You considered yourself lucky that on the third floor the stench only reached you occasionally through the air ducts.

Your neighbor continued, “It has to be coming from the basement.” She shook her head and added conspiratorially, “Smells like something died. And I swear to you, I saw a maggot crawling out of my floor vents.”

You paused at her conviction that something sinister was hiding in the basement. Glancing in the direction of the downstairs door, you hesitated while your neighbor headed back into her own apartment.

What she said didn’t sit right. Something in your brain worried you. Could it just be your general anxiety? It wouldn’t hurt to check right?

You headed down the stairs.

Fuck. You shouldn’t have gone downstairs. You should’ve minded your business. Your neighbor should’ve kept her mouth shut.

There were bodies.

So. many. bodies.

The first one you noticed was your ex… His number had been disconnected. After you had talked to Ryujin. Fuck…

Then you saw that guy who tried to rob you, with a still broken nose and missing tooth, and… was that the waiter who spilled food on you? Fuck, fuck…

Your boss was there too. You thought he had been on a vacation that week… Fuck, fuck, FUCK.

There were others too. Just bodies. Corpses.

Some fresher than others. Maggots and swarms of flies and… bodies.

You almost vomited.

If you hadn’t felt paralyzed, you probably would’ve.

You couldn’t scream.

You needed to get out of there.

You needed to… get away.

🎃

'I’m sorry, Ryujin. I had fun with you. I liked you… I really did. But, I think it’s for the best if we end whatever it was that we had. You need to go back to your home anyway, right? We should leave things on a good note and go our separate ways now.'

-Y/N

She was dangerous.

Of course she was, she was a fucking alien.

She had literally crashed onto your planet and told you that you were going to shelter her, and you had deluded yourself that you would be safe because what… she was pretty?

You believed she was sweet and innocent because she talked about her family and friends and pets back home so lovingly.

But you didn’t really know anything.

She had been killing people.

And you couldn’t even be sure of why.

Was she fully carnivorous? Did she eat humans?

No… There was no obvious sign that she had been… consuming them? So what?

You thought hard.

So many of them were a part of your life somehow. Had she done that… for you?

You couldn’t do this. You couldn’t be around her.

You were afraid.

If you tried to just end things… Would she kill you too?

Write a letter.

Yeah, that felt safe, you’d write a letter and leave it for her when you went to work. You wouldn’t come back. You’d leave right after, head somewhere else. Somewhere safe.

You’d be okay…

Except you weren’t.

You’d left the letter; she’d been asleep on the sofa bed still.

She looked so peaceful. So innocent.

You’d left the letter on the side table; you’d taken a bag with you.

She found you as you left work.

You’d never told her where you worked. You’d never showed her the building or what floor your office was on.

She was standing in the door to the office.

Everyone else had left.

You were alone.

You were afraid.

“I apologize, Y/N. However, I cannot let you leave me.” A slow smile split Ryujin’s lips as she peered at you. Before, you had loved that smile; now, you were so, so afraid.

Your eyes trailed from her sadistic smile to the letter in her hands. Your letter.

Fuck.

You were supposed to be long gone.

“I just love you too much to ever let you go.”

#itzy #shin ryujin #reader #shin ryujin x reader #itzy x reader #fluff #horror #alien au #yandere #oneshot #fictober

[ryuttaeng]

can you do yandere!ryujin x sub!reader after ryu find out reader started dating someone?

pairing: ryujin x female!reader

summary: your friend. she was just your friend and nothing more. it hurt her to know that she had feelings for you for a long time, since your first meeting. and now she has to deal with someone that called herself your… ‘girlfriend’? there’s absolutely no way that you would have a girlfriend and that girlfriend wouldn’t be Ryujin.

warnings: yandere, obsession, stalking, mentions of killing (Ryujin gives hints), possessive behaviour, please do not read if sensitive/uncomfortable with such themes!

genre: yandere

a/n: damn yall obsessed with obsessive/possessive/yandere stuff

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Ryujin was thrilled with your news that she will hear from you. Can’t sit still, she tried to distract herself, trying to calm down. Could it be a confession? Have you finally felt mutual towards her? She only could guess, until she heard knocking. Immediately running to the door, opening it in a hurry and when she saw you, she smiled widely.

You both greeted each other warmly, before you started. “Ryujin, meet Hayun, my girlfriend! Hayun, it’s my close friend, Ryujin!” you announced, smiling shyly as your girlfriend shook hands with Ryujin. She couldn’t even listen to you anymore, ringing in the ears couldn’t let her. Mind blurry, have she heard you right? Your… girlfriend?

Ryujin would just nod at any words falling from your mouth, not paying attention to what you’re talking about or what’s the topic. Her thoughts were already being filled with your girlfriend and definitely something else.

“Oh, I already need to go, babe. It was nice to meet you, Ryujin!” your girlfriend stood up and you followed, about to walk her up. Ryujin could see your girlfriend kissing you, connecting her lips with yours. Actually, it’s should’ve been her and not that Hayun.

You returned to Ryujin after closing the door, your eyes filled with happiness mixed with love. “So, how is she?” you asked, as Ryujin immediately answered you, sounding very angry. “Okay. She’s okay” it was hers only words that you’ve heard today.

You looked at her, confused and worried. “Ryu, are you ok? Maybe she said something wrong?” you asked softly, your hand holding hers. Contact with you made her finally look at you, smiling. “No, everything’s fine, she’s really good.” Ryujin answered, looking at you. You simply nodded, changing the subject.

You were sitting on the couch, almost dozing off, watching something on your phone. You heard door opening, making you turn your head to see who it was. Ryujin turned to you, looking very happy.

You smiled at the sight, asking her. “What happened? You started dating someone too?” she looked at you, trying to not look too much excited. You continued, “Though, Hayun haven’t texted me two days already…” you were immediately cut off by Ryujin, saying. “And she not gonna. Never again. Not after a week, month or even a year.” she said, sounding intensely serious. You looked at her and her expression was unreadable, was it worry or something else?

You were about to ask her what’s the meaning behind all of this, but Ryujin sat down with you, hugging you. She wrapped her arms around your waist, resting her head on your shoulder. You hugged her back, still thinking about her words. Ryujin let out a sigh, a sigh of relief, sounding very happy. “Now no one can prevent me from spending time with you, not anymore.”

“You’re always will be mine, always.”

#itzy imagines #itzy #itzy ryujin #ryujin x female!reader #ryujin x you #ryujin x reader #yandere!itzy #yandere!ryujin #kpop imagines #kpop oneshots #itzy oneshot

[sanaxo-o]

Yandere members (Part lV)

When they try to convince you and stay with them…

Y/N POV

I was trying my best to get out of their hold but it way too strong because I was fighting alone while there were 5 of them. Giving up I just let Lia and RyuJin drag me with them.

Chaeryeong POV

I just sat down as soon as Y/N tried to escape from us. What have we done?!?! Will Y/N leave us now? No she can’t, right? She won’t leave us. I was in my train of thoughts when Yeji placed her hand on top of mine “Don’t worry. Y/N won’t leave us. We will make sure she won’t.” I just nodded when we three heard a scream. Looking back we saw RyuJin and Lia dragging Y/N with them. She was crying. I was sad seeing her like that but we had to or else she will leave us and I can’t afford on losing her! None of us can.

Y/N POV

After dragging me back in RyuJin and Lia made me sit on a chair. I was still crying. As I was crying I saw Yeji kneeling down as she held my face in her hands “Y/N please stop crying. Look we killed him just for you! Wasn’t he the one who was troubling you? Now he won’t do it!” Yeji looked like she was on verge of crying but I just shook my head violently “Yes he was the one who was troubling me but that doesn’t mean you will kill him! Who knows you will also kill me one day. I can’t live with you all! Please let me go.” I said all that crying. Opening my closed eyes I saw how all of them had no emotions this time as Yuna came in front of me as she held both of my shoulders tightly “Whatever happens you won’t leave us! Don’t even think about it! I won’t hesitate to hurt you just to make you stay with us so as we’re being nice to you listen to us and stay with us!” I looked at her with a scared gaze as every word she took her grip on my shoulder was tightening and it was hurting “I can’t live with you all now that I know how you all are! Just let me go, can’t you do that!” I screamed the last part as I saw how RyuJin took in a deep breath “Y/N-ah can’t you see that we did all this just for you? And you still want to leave us!?!!” She screamed the last part as I closed my eyes more tears coming out of them “I never asked you to kill someone! I never asked anyone of you to turn out like this! I can’t live with you all! Think about it from my perspective!”

Yeji POV

I saw the girls arguing. Y/N was not backing out of it too. I have to make sure she lives with us and not leave us. Taking a step ahead I stood in front of Y/N “Y/N…you either agree on staying with us…or see us kill your beloved ones in front of you because YOU KNOW that we won’t hesitate to harm anyone unless it means you staying with us. Think about it.” As I was talking I saw how her face turned pale when I said that I will kill her beloved ones. She started shaking her head violently as more tears poured out of her eyes “No…no you won’t do that! Okay, okay I will stay with you all but just don’t hurt anyone else anymore!”

I looked at the girls as I gave them a light grin.

*ITZY in their mind* “No matter what happens we can’t let you leave us Y/N!

#kpop #itzy ryujin #itzy yeji #itzy yuna #itzy imagines #itzy lia #itzy chaeryeong #Yandere ITZY #itzy Yandere

[d-dalladalla]

what are your yandere!ryujin headcanons

<3

She’s the stalker type, slightly leaning into the protecting type too

She’s constantly around you and you’re aware of that, bumping into you in the streets or being in the same classes that she definitely didn’t plan

You aren’t aware of her spying on you though

Peeking through your bedroom door whenever you excused yourself to change into comfortable clothes

Lining her phone camera up to record as you took your bra off and she would rush to zoom in, almost dropping her phone

She takes care of anyone bothering you, and in her books ‘bothering you’ means showing an interest in you

Leaking their nudes, getting them fired from their jobs or kicked out of their schools

Eliminating them from ever being near you again

#Yandere!Ryujin #Ryujin x female reader

[writeformesinpie]

Can you make a part 2 of red roses?

Maybe 🤔

I have a lot of other stuff im working on right now but thank you for wanting another part 🥰💕

I will add it to my list (but it’s pretty long so I might not get to it for a long time)

#humanoidflower 💕 #yandere ryujin #ryujin x reader #kpop smut #itzy #ryujin #kpop #thanks for the ask! #🥰🥰🥰

[cheegu3]

Ｄｏｏｒ Ｌｏｃｋ

pairing; f.m reader x jungkook (ft. ryujin from itzy) genre; yandere, thriller, guessing game summary; ever since you had an encounter with a creepy man at your job, you started waking up feeling like things were off, after some time you start suspecting that you're not alone at night in your apartment, but the man from your job isn't the only one with questionable motives, can you guess who your stalker is? warnings; yandere themes, stalking, obsessive / unhealthy love, drugging, swearing, drinking, paranoia

wc; 6k note; based on the movie Door Lock (although not all events are exactly the same) - I wanted to try writing smth a little different than usual

'' Do you want me to walk you home? ''

'' Oh, come on! '' you sighed and rolled your eyes. '' I'm not a kid, my apartment's just around the corner. ''

Your friend, Ryujin, didn't look very happy with your answer. Her lips pursed, causing a dissatisfied look to form on her face. She crossed her arms and shook her head.

'' You're always so stubborn. ''

Ryujin only received a shrug in response as you had already started turning away from her, making up your mind a long time ago. She'd always say these things after the two of you had a late night out drinking.

And she'd always get turned down by her friend who thought she worried too much. Every time, you would arrive safely at your apartment, without anyone even following you or giving you a glance.

'' It went fine last week, Ryujin. Nothing will happen to me, it never does. ''

She scoffed dryly, '' I swear one day you're going to regret saying that, y/n. ''

'' Maybe, but not today! '' you cheerfully shouted to her when you had created some distance.

'' Text me when you get home at least! ''

You waved her off. The walk home was short because Ryujin always chose restaurants or bars near your apartment. It was around the corner and up the long stairs.

You always complained loudly about the stairs. Arriving home drenched in sweat and panting wasn't exactly ideal. But it was by far the least horrid thing about the route to your apartment.

The reason your friend was worried every time you walked home alone was mainly because the hill had no lights; it was pitch black, except for small splotches of light that came from the hill houses' outdoor lights.

It also had no CCTV so if anyone were to try something in the dark, no one would likely notice.

However, you had long accepted it. It was almost a given when the rent was so cheap, and you couldn't complain about the view. Since it was at the top of the hill, it faced downtown and often had beautiful sunsets.

On this night there wasn't a sunset in sight because it had long passed. The city was asleep, with only cicadas echoing up the hill.

About halfway up, you stopped to squint. Was that someone standing at the top? No - you must've imagined it.

You kept walking but occasionally glanced at the top from time to time. What you thought you saw had disappeared and when you finally reached the spot it was in, you were fully convinced your mind had played tricks on you.

The security guard greeted you when he saw you entering the building. You gave him a curt nod and hurried on, desperate to sleep in the comfort of your bed.

At your door, something felt off. Your eyebrows knit together as you crouched to look at the keypad. Had you really forgotten to close it this morning? You could've sworn you did.

You pressed the code and then wiped the screen with the sleeve of your shirt. It soon became forgotten when you stepped inside your apartment. The alcohol seemed to have clouded your mind on top of your senses.

With a yawn, you flopped down on the bed and fell fast asleep without changing, brushing your teeth, or getting under the covers.

You woke up with a terrible headache pounding your head. A groan slipped past your dry lips as you forced yourself to get up. Your whole world started spinning and you had to sit down to ground yourself.

Bile rose in your throat. You ran to the bathroom and managed to open the seat just in time for last night's pleasures to come out.

You felt confused again. Was it age that was starting to creep up on you? You didn't get hangovers very often, no matter how much you drank.

Resting against the tile wall behind, you let the cold cool your scorching skin. You knew you still had to go to work since you couldn't risk getting fired.

Slowly you peeled yourself off from the wall and started heading out after getting dressed. It was still relatively dark out, the winter sun rising on the horizon, but it was nowhere near as terrifying as when going home in the complete dark at night. That was a different type of darkness, a lonely one, which seemed to bring out the worst kinds of people lurking in the dark.

At work, your nice colleague greeted you with her usual cheery smile. She whispered that she had covered for you being late so no one had noticed.

With a grateful smile, you sat down in your spot and got ready to meet customers. Lately, you had noticed that your colleagues who were extra nice; smiling and almost touching the customers, would have more people go to their booths; so today, you were determined to put on your best fake polite smile and maybe you could get a permanent contract.

'' Number 29, please come to booth 4. ''

You saw a man stir in the crowd, hesitating, which made you internally sigh. You hadn't been very lucky with your booth number, that was yet another reason your performance always got criticized by your boss.

Sternly you leaned over the mic again, '' Number 29, please come forward. ''

The man finally gave up and walked over. When he sat down he looked both nervous and slightly uncomfortable. However, your warm smile made him loosen up.

'' Welcome. How can I help you today? ''

'' I would like to create an account. ''

You nodded and typed in the information. While working, you noticed his eyes on you, so you decided to strike up some small talk.

'' You live in Seongnam too? ''

The man's eyes widened, '' Yes...Do you live there? ''

'' I do, '' you chuckled, looking him right in the eyes now.

The intimate eye contact, coupled with your smile made him blush visibly. He looked away. Silence filled the space as you finished the last few things and showed him the screen. You gave him some necessary information, before handing him back his ID.

'' Maybe we can go out for coffee sometime? '' he mumbled after you were done talking and were ready to call the next customer.

He was handsome, there was no denying that, and he was definitely your type, with a bad boy appearance. He reminded you of your manager that you'd been crushing on and the cute new security guard at your apartment.

But it was unprofessional and you felt rather creeped out to be asked on a date at your job, especially in such an upfront way after you talked about where you lived.

'' Sorry, I can't do that. I'm working right now. ''

The man's smile faded, his eyes darkened and narrowed as he tilted his head, like he was unsure if he'd heard you correctly. '' I can take you out after. ''

Staring at him speechless, you wondered if the shy act he'd put on earlier was just that - an act. The man in front of you now didn't show any signs of being shy, quiet, nervous, or polite. He screamed of danger.

'' I- ''

'' You fucking whore! '' he cut you off screaming and catching the attention of everyone in the bank.

'' You flirted with me first, '' he started to his feet and began banging on the protective shield.

You jumped back, heart in your throat as you stammered. You couldn't get out a single word.

He tried reaching his arm in through the small gap and managed to pull you towards the shield. A scream ripped from your throat.

'' Security! '' you heard your manager shout.

You felt your arm be released just a few seconds later and you pulled away, breathing heavily. Even as he was being escorted away he kept screaming the same things, and creepily never taking his eyes off of you.

Red marks had formed where you were grabbed and you groaned when rubbing them. In the corner of your eye, you saw your manager approach so you quickly tried putting your arm under the table.

He saw it and grabbed it before you could do so. With a disappointed tick of his tongue, he inspected it and then freed you.

'' What a crazy asshole. ''

The shock had slowly started dissipating, '' Thank you. ''

'' No need to thank me, just call on me whenever you need. ''

You smiled awkwardly and bowed. Your manager left and the rest of the day went smooth sailing. Midday, you went for lunch with your coworker and Ryujin but you had a strange feeling in your stomach, like you were being watched.

It gnawed inside you, making it impossible to eat again. You put down your chopsticks and went back to work. Thankfully, after that, the thought was forced to the back of your mind due to how busy it was. You were pretty successful during the afternoon; making many customers satisfied as well as your boss, so you walked out at the end of the day with a small smile playing on your lips, despite the incident during the early hours.

'' Hey. ''

You froze in your steps. That voice, it sounded a lot like the man from before. You turned around very slowly, praying that you'd been mistaken.

The color drained off of your face when you faced him, it had been like you thought. The man from earlier was standing there, leaning back against the bus stop with a shit-eating grin on his face.

'' You have no idea how long I've waited for you. ''

Words got stuck in your dry throat. Your eyes started searching for help, but no one was around. Meanwhile, you could see how the man had started stalking towards you.

'' Why aren't you responding? You rude bit- ''

His hand caught your wrist in that painfully strong grip again and you yelped, flinging your arms around to escape him which had no effect at all; he just pulled you towards him, whipped you around, and hugged you from behind.

Suddenly, the grip loosened and you were pushed out of the way, almost knocking you over. You raised your head slowly.

The man was caught in a chokehold by your manager and couldn't get a word out, despite trying very hard to when he saw you move in the background.

You stared back at him, but after a few seconds, your eyes started flicking towards your manager's back instead. The man seemed to be losing consciousness and you started to feel anxious; this much violence wasn't necessary at all.

Without a word, you pulled your manager's hands away from the man who fell to the ground clutching his throat and coughing weakly.

'' I'm okay, '' you blurted out when he turned to you with a puzzled, almost angry look.

His frown disappeared and he seemingly accepted your answer. You let yourself be led towards his car and got in as you felt like your manager was someone you could trust. He had saved you twice now after all.

The whole ride, he talked about self-defense techniques; urging you to go to classes in the city and telling you about different weapons you could use. He also told you firmly that he'd file a police report for harassment and stalking since it was his job as a manager to keep his employees safe.

You only half-heartedly listened, feeling more zoned out the closer you got to the apartment building. The long day had made you incredibly tired, causing you to look forward to just going to sleep.

'' Take this, '' he concluded the rant right when the car pulled into the parking lot.

'' What is it? ''

'' It's a small pocket knife. ''

You frowned, '' That's illegal. ''

'' So? You'll be sorry if you get attacked and don't have it. ''

You hesitated for another moment. He grabbed your wrist and put it into your hand, closing it as if to say there'd be no further protest about the matter.

With a sigh, you gave up. Your manager parked the car and stepped out at the same time you did. He watched you as you went towards the entrance with one hand propped up on the roof of the car.

'' Do you need a ride tomorrow? ''

'' I'll be fine. Thank you, again, for- everything. ''

'' No problem, always glad to help. ''

And with that, he got back in the car and started it just as you opened the entrance door. You basked in the warmth that embraced you as soon as you entered the lobby.

The security guard who usually sat at the desk was nowhere to be seen. A smile shot to your lips. He was probably carrying up packages for the residents again, even though he wasn't allowed up there.

You glanced at his desk and something caught your attention. A very large package sat right on the edge of it, looking homemade with its messy taping and rough surface.

It intrigued you so you got closer. Your hand brushed along the material, eyes following it up all the way to the top where a small, white, paper square had been taped on.

' For: y/n '

You let out a small gasp. There was nothing else on the note, no other name or even address. Whoever sent it must've gone straight here instead of sending it through the mail.

With shaky hands, you used a cardboard knife cutter that was on the desk to cut the package open. Inside you saw a lone, small teddy bear. It was new, untouched, and had perfectly spot-free white fur.

You noticed it was holding a broken heart and it had a gloomy, melancholy expression on its face. While shoving your hand in to try and find if there was anything under the styrofoam, a sudden sound behind you made you jump.

'' Hey. ''

Recognizing the voice and placing it as belonging to the security guard, you visibly relaxed and turned around to face him.

'' You scared me. ''

'' Sorry about that. Ah, '' his eyes shifted to the package. '' you've opened it already. What was in it? ''

You waved the teddy bear in the air. '' Not much. Did you see who dropped it off? ''

'' It was just a regular delivery driver. He told me he'd been given it by some man the day before. ''

'' That's weird, '' you trailed off, mind already trying to come up with possible suspects.

For some reason, the dark staircase intruded your thoughts and in an instant, your focus shifted. Slowly your feet moved on their own until you were outside the building again.

The wind kissed your cheek and went past you, swirling down the steps. Your head turned with it. Just like the day before, it was dark, with only the scarce, dimly lit lamps illuminating spots here and there.

You weren't sure why you came out here. Had you expected to somehow spot the perpetrator in the dark, lurking while waiting for your reaction to opening the package?

One thing was for sure though, the gut feeling from before returned once again when you were at the staircase. That ominous, unexplainable feeling, of being watched.

The chill in the wind made you get back in as goosebumps littered your skin.

'' Did you see someone? ''

'' No, it's just...nothing. ''

You didn't feel like you were in the mood to explain and the security guard was thankfully exceptionally good at reading people, so he only smiled and bid goodnight.

In the dark of your own apartment, you lay for only a few minutes, aimlessly staring into the ceiling before it was interrupted by a rapt knock on your door. The sleepiness from before had disappeared since the new mystery had almost put you in a vigilant and paranoid state so you sprung up on your feet and opened it without any hesitation.

'' Sorry. You forgot this, '' it was your manager again, waving your wallet in the air.

'' Oh my god, I'm sorry. I feel like a burden now. ''

He laughed, '' It's fine. I noticed it almost right away. ''

You still felt bad even though he shook it off. Maybe you could invite him inside and offer tea or coffee for politeness; it was something you'd always seen your mom do when work on the house took a lot longer and the servicemen looked tired.

'' Would you like to come inside for a moment? I have coffee and tea. ''

'' I think I can spare a few minutes tea would be nice, '' he said, flashing a charming smile.

You returned it and then stepped aside so he could come in. He took a seat at your table next while you put the kettle on. An attempt at small talk was then made after silence briefly filled the space.

'' That guy will be banned from the bank, I'll see to it myself. You'll never have to worry about him again. ''

You sighed, '' Thank you, I don't know how I could ever pay you back, sir. ''

His eyes twinkled. Standing up he approached the door to the bathroom and pointed to it.

'' Can I use your bathroom? ''

'' Of course. ''

You went over to the kettle to see if it was almost ready. The sound of its hissing filled your ears. He took a long time in there and gave you room for your mind to wander off again.

He had found you quite quickly after you dropped your wallet and left the car. You stared at the door. Just as the door lock to the bathroom clicked, another thought struck you, this one much worse - How did he know where you lived?

Click

The door pushed open dramatically slow. Your manager stepped out and immediately locked eyes with you, he must've sensed something was wrong because he frowned.

His lips separated, but no words came out. He was left standing there, baffled, when you sprinted out of the apartment. You didn't stop until you reached the front desk.

'' Please call the police! ''

The security guard was startled by your entrance and jumped on his feet. '' What! Why? ''

'' My stalker is here, '' you waved your hands around, '' The one who gave me that package. ''

Things seemed to click in his head. He didn't question you further, instead calling the police and pulling you towards him protectively while you waited.

They arrived a lot quicker than you'd anticipated, which meant that only a few minutes had passed when your manager made his way downstairs after the shock had settled.

'' Why did you run? '' he questioned you.

You didn't answer and turned your head as if he was invisible. The security guard placed himself between you and your manager while the police led him out. He hadn't even been surprised they got called, it was like he was expecting them. You watched as they drove away with him in the back and sighed in relief.

'' Finally '' you mumbled to yourself, '' It's over. ''

The security guard smiled warmly at you which reminded you that you needed to thank him for his kindness.

'' I don't know how I could ever repay you for everything you've done for me. ''

He laughed, '' Don't worry about it. It's my job, and I'm just happy that you're safe. ''

'' Still, if it weren't for you I- '' you stopped, feeling yourself choking on tears as your mind imagined all possible endings.

He gave your shoulder a squeeze and looked at you sympathetically. Sensing that you needed some time to yourself, he then left to go talk to one of the remaining officers.

Long after they had all left and the commotion from the clamoring, nosey neighbors had settled, the feeling remained. It was hard going to sleep that night with your mind racing so much.

Despite that, you got ready and forced yourself to sleep, knowing that after some time you'd fall asleep naturally. You closed your eyes and daydreamed, occasionally taking a sip of the bottle of water next to your bed until falling into a deep slumber.

The next morning, you awoke with a pounding head yet again. Sitting up slowly you groaned and clutched it while your eyes looked around your apartment.

Something felt off.

You blamed the headache on stress and it causing you to not drink enough water, but you couldn't shake the feeling that the paranoia arose in you, the suspicion that someone had been inside your apartment.

'' That's nonsense, '' you sleepily mumbled to yourself.

One more yawn later and you managed to stand up, although with some difficulty. Inside the bathroom, you began to start your usual morning routine when your suspicions got closer to being confirmed.

On top of the toilet stood the roll of toilet paper. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary at first, it was in the same space it always was. However, on further inspection, the material was wet with a slight imprint of fingers.

You couldn't shake this off as a mere coincidence. All logical explanations were immediately ruled out - you hadn't showered before going to bed and the mark was so new, it wouldn't even have been left if you did go to the bathroom during the night. That was the thing, you didn't.

Freaked out of your mind, you did the first thing you could think of - leave the apartment.

With trembling hands, you managed to get your phone out while stumbling down the stairs. You called Ryujin who picked up almost immediately.

'' Y/n, you're late again! The boss is freaking out. ''

'' Sorry, I- '' you shook your pulsating head.

It was making you feel disoriented so words were formed a lot slower as your mind worked twice as slow.

'' Can you cover for me? I don't think I can come to work today actually. ''

'' What why? '' when she heard the uneasy tone in your voice, she paused. '' Did something happen? ''

'' I'll tell you later. ''

'' Okay, '' she worriedly agreed.

You had originally planned on going to work, but the events from the day before; as well as you convincing yourself that your stalker was waiting for you outside, made you reconsider.

On the short walk back to your apartment after you went to buy some food, you bumped into the security guard again.

'' Are you okay? ''

You turned around, quickly fixing your expression when you realized you must've looked erratic. '' Huh? ''

'' Did...something happen? ''

'' No. I'm okay. ''

You hurried to move on and get to your apartment. The silence inside when the door locked was deafening. A few seconds passed, then you turned all the lights on.

A kitchen knife was the weapon of choice as you navigated yourself through the apartment, checking every crook in it. You opened the door to your bedroom and bathroom with some hesitancy, only to find it completely empty, and just as you'd left them.

No one was hiding in your closet either, or under your couch, so you relaxed as you fell back on your bed again, exhausted from the stress and paranoia that was eating you up inside.

It must have been midday when you woke up again. It felt like it had been a long time since you left the building and actually went further than the corner shop.

Aimlessly you walked with a slight hurry to your steps, down the steep staircase, and into the center of the square where you hailed a cab.

Since the day before, you felt like you wanted to visit the police station. You needed to make sure the stalker had been caught and that it was just your mind playing tricks on you because you'd been so shaken up.

Thankfully it wasn't busy so you managed to get a hold of an officer at the desk right away.

'' Hey. How can I help you? ''

'' I'm wondering about someone you have in custody. I'm looking for someone and I want to see them. ''

'' Are you a family member? ''

'' No, is that okay? ''

'' State your relation to the person and who you want to see. ''

You filled in a form and then followed the lady at the reception as she led you through the maze that was the police station. The manager's eyes widened when he spotted you, and despite being warned by the guard not to, he started on his feet and grabbed the bars.

'' Y/n! Please tell them it was a misunderstanding. ''

Your lips thinned. '' I can't, because I'm not so sure it is. ''

He stared at you bewilderedly while incoherent words left his mouth until he finally turned his attention to the guard as an idea popped into his disoriented head.

'' Are you allowed to show her that I filed a report? ''

'' No sir. I can only confirm. ''

'' So you confirm that I filed a police report last night against the actual stalker and harasser of this lady? ''

'' I confirm you filed a report, '' the officer grumbled.

'' Why? ''

Your manager sighed and ran his fingers through his hair.

'' Because I'm not the man who has been stalking you! ''

'' How can I trust you? ''

For whatever reason, he hesitated which made alarm bells ring in your ears. You weren't sure you'd believe anything he'd say from then on, it all seemed very planned and rehearsed.

'' Look. I got your room number from the security guard, I asked him where you lived since I needed to give you the wallet back. ''

You shook your head and backed away from the bars. '' No, I don't believe you. Ever since I joined the company you've always been there, ready to protect me, coming out of nowhere to pretend to be my hero. But you're the one pulling the strings behind the scenes! You are my stalker. ''

You directed your attention to the officer again. '' Have you got enough evidence to keep him longer? ''

The ticking of the large clock right above your head made you aware of the fact that they'd have to release him out of custody unless they had compelling evidence.

'' No ma'am. The DNA test results will arrive in a week. ''

You released a shaky breath and raised both your hands as if trying to grasp something invisible to ground yourself.

'' Okay, okay, '' you mumbled under your breath.

'' The other possible suspect will be arrested tonight. If you'd like, we can escort you back home safely. ''

'' Yes please, I'd appreciate that. ''

If you stayed inside for a week, which was slightly inconvenient but manageable nonetheless, then maybe they'd have newer evidence as well as the DNA results from the gift box you gave them.

The kind officers escorted you home as promised and for the first time in a long time, you didn't feel paranoid and scared while waving goodbye to them. You went upstairs and checked every room again before falling asleep.

As you awoke the next day, the sun had risen a long time ago. Your work was the last thing on your mind. Instead of calling in sick again, despite the risk of being fired, you called your friend Ryujin.

There was a chance that your manager had been released so you didn't want to be alone.

She picked up after only a few rings, sounding out of breath and worried. '' Y/n? Where the fuck have you been? ''

You jumped back and winched at her loud voice. She was shouting so much that you could hear her perfectly fine even while holding the phone an arm's length away from your ear.

'' I was so worried! I thought something bad happened to you after that pervert at work caused a scene, and then you call me once to tell me to cover for you at work! ''

She did have a point. You didn't give her an explanation after basically going completely silent. No one at work must've had any clue what was going on in your private life and why you weren't there. But if anyone deserved to know it was Ryujin.

'' I'm sorry, '' you began, sighing heavily. '' I've been dealing with a lot of shit lately. ''

'' Like what? '' she spat back, although less angry and loud this time.

'' It's hard to explain. Ever since that day I've been feeling like someone's been watching me. ''

'' A stalker? ''

'' Yeah, something like that. ''

'' Why didn't you tell me sooner? ''

'' It was a lot I had to process and figure out on my own first. I think this...stalker has been breaking into my apartment. ''

'' What? ''

'' I don't have a lot of proof of it. Mostly, it's just a feeling. ''

She went quiet for a moment, then when she spoke again, her voice sounded thick with sympathy. '' I believe you. ''

'' Thank you, '' you smiled wholeheartedly even though she couldn't see you.

You didn't know how much you'd missed her until you heard her voice again.

'' Do you wanna come over? ''

'' Of course. I think you need someone right now, '' she half-joked. '' I have enough vacation days, so that won't be a problem. I'll be over in twenty! ''

'' Okay, bye see you! ''

'' Bye! ''

You spent the next twenty minutes pacing back and forth in your apartment, not daring to go check if the toilet roll had been used again. When the bell rang, you felt so relieved, you didn't even check who it was.

Thankfully, that time it was actually Ryujin and not someone else. You flung yourself into her arms and hugged her tightly.

'' Oh wow, someone's missed me. ''

'' Shut up, '' you gave her a grin despite your words, which she returned as she sat down.

'' So. Tell me everything. ''

*******

After hearing the whole story, your friend was more worried than ever. Her reaction was a lot stronger than the other people who knew about it and you felt relieved she shared your paranoia.

The two of you drove down to the station so you could see if they had released him yet. Luck seemed to finally be on your side as they told you they had extended the time and were questioning both of the suspects since the creep from your job had been brought in too.

The weight on your shoulders had lifted completely now. Unless they broke out or were freed not long after, you'd at least have a night of serene rest, finally worry-free.

'' We will contact you when we have more information, '' the kind lady at the desk told you while you were leaving again.

'' Maybe I can go back to work tomorrow. ''

Ryujin turned her head so fast she almost crashed the car.

'' Are you sure? Do you not feel scared anymore? ''

'' No, why would I? I think it'll be okay. Soon they will get the results and they can finally be charged and put away forever. ''

She hummed in response, deep in thought, but agreed in the end that it would be good for you to go back to routine. You would put the whole thing behind you.

'' Thank you for dropping me off, and for coming over today. ''

'' No need to thank me, I was going crazy thinking about all the things that could've happened to you. Promise me you'll never leave me in the dark like that again! '' she frowned.

You laughed loudly, '' Promise. ''

As she drove off you waved enthusiastically so she'd see you were fine, because she kept asking if you were sure you didn't want her to stay the night.

On the way up, you saw the security guard again. He noticed your bright smile and lit up when he saw you.

'' You seem to be in a good mood today. ''

'' Yes! I am. ''

He stepped into the elevator with you and raised a small package in his hand to show you he was doing a delivery.

'' Is there any reason in particular? ''

'' The whole thing has been solved...well, pretty much anyway. The two suspects were arrested so I will be sleeping well tonight. ''

'' That's great! ''

You nodded, '' What floor are you going to? ''

'' Same as you, the eight, '' he gestured to the buttons and you pressed it for him.

'' You're too nice, I keep saying it. Shouldn't people come get their own packages in the lobby? ''

'' They should, but they don't. I guess the positive thing is that it leads to better reviews, so higher prices, and then I get a higher salary, '' he winked.

'' Smart, playing the long game. ''

You stepped out of the elevator and started walking towards your apartment. Even from afar, you noticed something was wrong with the lock. It kept beeping and flashing an error message.

It was quite easily fixed so you tried to contain your irritation on the inside.

'' Are you okay over there? '' the security guard shouted from the other side of the hallway.

He had dropped off his package and came over, having heard the noises.

'' Damn it. That fucker must've been inside this morning. ''

'' I thought he was arrested. ''

You nodded and swallowed bitterly, a look of disdain struck across your features. '' He was, I guess he just had to do it one last time. ''

'' Will you be okay? '' his soft voice sounded even more gentle as it was laced with genuine concern, '' do you want me to check? ''

'' No. The danger's gone, he can't hurt me anymore. ''

You didn't know if it was him you were trying to convince or yourself.

'' You can sleep with me, '' he timidly added.

'' What? '' you whipped your head around, having been lost in your thoughts for a moment.

'' I meant sleep by me, '' he blushed, '' in the lobby, if you feel scared. ''

You knew he probably meant well, but it was hard to hide the expression your face changed into since you felt a little weirded out. To sleep near someone is to trust them completely.

'' Thank you. I'll remember that in case I change my mind. ''

It was said in a stern tone, finalizing the conversation. The security guard was observant and picked up on it, nodding curtly before leaving. You gave the lock one final irritated look, then closed the door behind you and hurried to turn the lights on.

One tour later where you found no one and you were yet again left to make the hours go by until it was time to fall asleep again. You were thankful for the water bottle that always stood on your nightstand then as you downed it thirstily.

It washed over you like a wave, the sleepiness, and like it was knocking you over, you found yourself falling back against the soft mattress and blinking hazily at the ceiling.

Mere minutes after, you couldn't fight against it any longer so you became engulfed in what had become a familiar darkness. The sun outside slowly started fading, there was no way to tell how long it had been since you laid down; its last golden-red beams illuminated against your window.

Your room which was now one with the darkness suddenly lit up briefly. The screen of a phone on the table lighting up as a message popped up.

It went unnoticed and so the room turned black again. But then more messages came in, just when it was about to go dark - another lit up the room.

00:13

Ryujin: y/n?

Ryujin: can you answer me? this is important

00:14

Ryujin: are you okay?

00:15

Missed call from Ryujin

00:15

Ryujin: if you don't pick up the phone I'm coming over, if you see this, make sure you lock your door and the windows, also make sure you check everywhere!

Ryujin: the DNA results came in

The sound of a door unlocking echoed in the apartment. A hooded man stalked towards your sleeping form and the bed dipped as he sat down on it to pet your head.

00:15

Ryujin: it's not them, it's someone else

You stirred in your sleep, blissfully unaware of the danger that lurked just above you.

'' Sorry about the drugs, sweetheart. It's the only way I could visit you at night. But now, we will be together forever, '' the man said, and as he carried you out, the reflection in the mirror showed your stalker - the security guard.

*******

(explanation; although I think most people will guess it right I'll explain why it was him. The reason all she did was sleep was because of the drugs, he put them in the water bottle and then snuck in after she fell asleep during his nightshift, he laid next to her & even used her things (such as the paper) because he played '' house '' or pretended he was her boyfriend; since he was the security guard he had the easiest access to her as they often have keys to every apartment & it's also why he said he didn't see anyone delivering the package to y/n, I guess your enemies are a lot closer than you'd think c: !! if u have any more questions feel free to send them <3

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waiting for us — chapter seventeen. screwed over ↝ wc: 566

“Asshole!” 

You yell probably a little too loud but you just don’t care. You’re beyond pissed, gripping your phone tightly and resisting the urge to smash it into the ground. You know realistically that you won’t be fired, you’ll just send a text to Ryujin to let her know you’ll be late. Ryujin has been so nice to you and on occasion you hung out with her and her soulmate Yeji. 

The thing you hated the most was that your brother continued to show you how much power he had over you, never letting you forget it. Even if you had your license there was no car for you to drive, goodness knows your parents weren’t gonna buy you one. 

“Ugh!” You groan, running a frustrated hand through your hair, pulling at the strands. 

“Mio?” You quickly turn around to the source of the voice and you see Jisung. He’s walking towards you with another male behind him. The other guy has big boba-like eyes that are practically staring into your soul and you get the strangest feeling that he’s yet another one of your soulmates. He’s strangely cat like, his eyes blinking slowly at you and you definitely don’t miss the way he gives your form a quick glance.

“Are you okay?” Jisung asks and you pull your gaze away from the other. 

“Yeah sorry- just. My brother seems to have forgotten that he needed to pick me up and now I'm gonna be late to work,” You sigh. “Sorry, I better get going, I’m gonna have to walk,” 

Somehow you’re slightly relieved, able to avoid being in the presence of your soulmates. You could tell that you were already getting slightly attached. What with you listening to 3RACHA all day yesterday and your constant lunch breaks with Hyunjin. 

“Ah wait! We could give you a ride, we were about to head out. That’s fine, right hyung?” Jisung asks the male next to him. The latter simply nods his head, no other emotion showing on his face to give away his thoughts. 

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother,” You give one last attempt to get away but honestly you really wouldn’t mind that ride, being late to work was definitely one of your pet peeves. 

“Of course! Oh, this is Minho by the way. Minho, Mio. Mio, Minho,” The male in question reaches his hand out for you and you tentatively slip your own hand into his. You pretend you don’t feel the small vibration deep in your chest, quickly taking your hand back as soon as you can. 

“It’s nice to meet you,”

“Yeah, you too. Sorry- I don’t mean to rush but, I really do need to get to work,” 

“Oh right! Come on, let’s go!” Jisung is always bright with his cute heart shaped smile, grabbing onto your hand and pulling you towards their shared car. You don’t have much of a choice but to follow the male who’s all but dragging you. You ignore the fact that your face is probably flushed just from him holding your hand. 

Minho trails a little behind the two of you, seemingly analyzing you, watching how Jisung interacts with you. His head tilts, the smallest hint of a smile curling at his lips. He could definitely understand now his boyfriend's fascination with you, now fully curious to learn more about you.

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[elryuse]

RULES & MASTER LIST

Rules

All the stuff that I write is 18+ So there will be NSFW, Smut, Blood, Suicide, And many more things.

I will only be writing NSFW for an idol who is 18+, So No Minor.

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Stories (Long)

Tomboy ( Yandere (G)I-Dle X Male Reader)

Tomboy Pt.1

Tomboy Pt.2

Tomboy Pt.3

Tomboy Pt.4

Tomboy Pt.5

Break Up ( IVE Yujin X Male Reader X Hyewon )

Break Up #1

Break Up #2

Break Up #3

Break Up #4

Aespa Short Holiday ( Aespa X Male Reader )

Aespa Short Holiday #1

ISLAND (ITZY X MALE READER) [SMUT)]

Pt1 Chaeryeong

Pt2 Ryujin ft. Chaeryeong

Short Yandere Stories

Joy To My World ( Pyscho Joy X Neutral Reader )

Red Birthday ( Yandere Irene X Male Reader)

Cynical ( Yandere Ryujin X Male Reader)

The Beach Bitch in Bali ( Yandere Ahin X Male Reader )

Mother ( Yandere Yoona X Male Reader )

Pain, Torture, Acceptance ( Yandeere Nana X Male Red Hood )

Hurt ( Yandere Jessica Jung X Male Reader )

Love is Weird isn't it? ( Yandete Seo Hyunjin X Male Reader )

Dangerous Game ( Yandere CL X Male Reader)

My Crazy Ex Gf Is Driving Me Insane (Sohee X Male Reader)

Thirst (Yandere Heejin X Male Reader)

Jealous. (Yandere Idol Gaeul X Childhood Male Reader)

Sadistic Lovers. (Yandere Asylum Patient Irene X Male Reader)

Don't Go. (Yandere Rosé X Male Reader)

CURSED FATE (Yandere Minju X Male Reader ) [SMUT]

ISOLATED (Yandere Sana X Male Reader)

DESIRE TO LOVE (Yandere Lisa X Male Reader)

REMEMBRANCE (Yandere Ex Wife Chaewon X Male Reader)

PRAY AND WORSHIP (Yandere Yoona X Male Reader) [SMUT]

Forbidden Boundaries (Yandere Stepsister Yeseo X Male Reader)

My Personal Butler (Yandere Princess Wonyoung X Male Butler Reader)

Forbidden Desire (Yandere Older Sister Cheng Xiao X Male Younger Brother Reader)

Caught In The Spider's Trap (Yandere Sub Karina X Male Reader)

!Total Submission! (Yandere Dom Jihyo X Male Reader)

The Dark Descent Into Madness (Yandere Stepsister J X Male Younger Stepbrother Reader) [Slight SMUT]

Manager Oppa Is Mine (Yandere Rei X Male Manager Reader)

Cold Skin (Yandere Mina X Male Reader)

Slave 4 Life (Yandere Vampire Princess Giselle X Male Slave Reader)

Deadly Classmate (Yandere Classmate Takara X Male Reader)

Broken Wings (Yandere Younger Sister Kazuha X Male Older Brother Reader)

Devil In Disguise (Yandere Xiaoting X Male Reader)

A CEO Stole My Boyfriend (Yandere CEO Minji X Male Reader X Hanni)

The Predator Within (Yandere DOM FWB Haewon X Male Reader)

The Arranged Marriage (Yandere Winter X Male Reader)

Her Idol Crush (Yandere Yunjin X Male Reader)

My Savior (Yandere Rich Girl Karina X Male Reader)

The Devil Within Her (Yandere Eunbi X Male Reader)

My Obbsesive Female Mentor (Yandere Mentor Jiheon X Male Reader)

Our Perfectly Normal Lovely Relationship (Yandere Mina X Yandere Male Reader)

The Debt-Collector (Yandere Debt-Collector Ahin X Male Reader)

Ruined Photos (Yandere Hanni X Male Reader)

Punishments (Yandere Chaeryeong X Male Reader)

Order Up Anyone? (Yandere Bahiyyih X Male Reader)

Dangerous Melody (Yandere Lily X Male Reader)

Stuck With The Cold Princesses (ITZY OT5 X MALE READER)

Injured (Yandere Rei X Male Reader)

Hello Neighbor (Yandere Hayoung X Male Reader)

Want You Back (Winter X Male Reader)

Classroom Troubles (Yandere Teacher Sana & BF Sullyoon X Male Reader)

Make U Mine (Yandere Gahyeon X Male Reader)

Snap! (Yandere Gaeul X Male Reader)

Yandere Pick Em

#1 ( IVE )

Yandere Yujin ( Based On IVE Pick Em )

#2 ( ITZY )

Other Oneshots

MANCHAEEE CUDDLESSS (Fluff)

Drunk Text (Karina)

Either Way (Yujin)

Either Way (Rei)

Either Way (Wonyoung)

The Scent of Jasmine Flowers (Wonyoung & Gaeul)

My Angel (Han So Hee X Male Reader)

EX (G)-Irlfriend (Soojin X Male Reader)

Want You Back (Winter X Male Reader)

Her Silent Language (Rosé X Male Reader)

Smutty Smut Smut

Waterbombed ( Eunbi )

Drowning In Lust ( Joy )

Car's Outside ( Kazuha )

Vacation ( Lisa )

A *Click* to Remember ( Eunbi )

Moonlit Seduction (Miyeon)

Impregnating My Roommate (Sohee)

Night's to Remember (Stripper Lisa)

Guilty Thorns (Cheating GF Lisa X Caring Rosé X Male Reader)

Summer Dip (Lisa X Antonia Porsild X Male Reader) [COMMISION]

Calming Down The Storm (Huh Yunjin X Male Reader)

Alcohol N Sex (Jennie X Male Reader)

I Chose..... (Yujin X Male Reader)

Step-Mother's Helping Hands (Stepmother Haseul X Stepson Reader)

My Angel (Han So Hee X Male Reader)

On Thy Knees (Queen Minnie X Male Reader)

Her Birthday Present (Ryujin X Male Reader) [BIRTHDAY SPECIAL]

Our Night In Paris (Twice Mina X Male Reader)

Want You Back (Winter X Male Reader)

Her Silent Language (Rosé X Male Reader)

Either Way (IVE)

Yujin

Rei

Liz

Gaeul

Leeseo

Wonyoung

Smut Pickem

Dahyun (Twice) VS Yunjin (Le Sserafim)

Calming Down The Storm (Huh Yunjin X Male Reader) [SMUT]

Karina (Aespa) Vs Winter (Aespa)

#smut #yandere #kpop x y/n #kpop x reader #itzy ryujin #blackpink #gidle #twice icons #twice #x male reader #momoland #le sserafim #ive starship

[writers-ex]

Can you write g!p yandere itzy inviting the oblivious reader over for a sleepover just to get in her pants? They spent days plotting and planning every step perfectly so nothing could go wrong. They take every hole she has raw and uses her body till daylight

i highkey challenge @ryuttaeng or @d-dalladalla write smt for this…if you're up to it… but this is my smol contribution to this thought ^-^

like the girls would have everything planned to the letter heck they've been researching and writing down every little detail of things you like to finally have yuna seal the deal and invite you over to spend a long weekend with them at ryujin's house for a sleepover, all you had to bring was yourself not even a change of clothes because they would provide you with something to wear... it works out well with you enjoying yourself and eating all the things the girls make only to start to feel really hot and bothered during one game of truth or dare on lia's turn she admits that the cupcakes were made with some special chocolate that made you feel so sensitive to all the accidental brushes chaeryeong and yeji would do against your body to see if it worked or not, on your turn you were dared to take off all your clothes and you did making the girls take a look at each other before getting up to take you to bed where they each took turns helping you 'cool off' by filling you up with their cum and abusing everything that had an opening from your two on the bottom to one in your mouth and little crevasses in your belly button and even taking three dicks in one go, you passed out and came so much that you hadn't even realized you spent a day and half being their play thing until your stomach rumbled in hunger making them stop and watch all the cum ooze out of your body while they promise to continue once you've been feed <3

#yandere!itzy #yandere!yeji #yandere!chaeryeong #yandere!lia #yandere!yuna #yandere!ryujin #itzy hard thoughts #itzy hard hours #itzy smut #itzy headcanons #itzy imagine #itzy x fem reader #itzy x fem!reader #oblvious!reader