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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Hi I'm back! So I quit my job because they said they could've prove he did it because all the other guys denied it and turned on me. They let him back into the kitchen where I worked, so I quit open shift. I feel so much better tbh. Fuck him and the guys who protected him. On the other hand I have a new cute job where I won't smell like chicken grease everyday and I'm writing ^^!! Starting the Fezco fluff and the Felix darling requests.
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Don't worry, take your time 😊
Thank you guys so much<33 I'm trying to stay calm about it but it's so un-nerving i wanna sleep forever
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Hey guys, so
today I had to report a fellow crew member for sexual harassment today at work. An investigation has started and needless to say I have so much anxiety and worry for my safety right now. I'm still going to write but I ask you all please be patient<3
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Damn - the red ties one is so 🥵🥴
Please can u continue it with a pt2🙏🧍
Red Ties (Part Two)
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"And now I'm fading away you know I used to be on fire. I'm standing in the ashes, of who I used to be." - Halsey
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Was this pay back? Maybe comic punishment for an evil you had committed and never atoned for? Was this really how your life was written? From the outside eye it looked perfect, commoner no name you hand chosen by and married to Jeon Jungkook? Spoiled with riches without ever having to work a day in your life, and yet you complain..No. No those were Jungkook's words NOT yours. Pinching your cheeks you give your arm a few small smacks to wake you up. Looking back into the wall length bathroom mirror you make steady eye contact with yourself, hoping your glass made double-ganger will have a plan, a sudden hit of genius to rescue you. But all you see is your own desperate hopeless face staring back at you, beautiful soft golden brown makeup brushed across your face. A face with a single tear rolling down its slightly tinted cheek. Carefully dabbing at the small display of sadness swallowing you you silently take in the lavish bathroom you'd hurried to lock yourself into. White black and gold adorn said room, tasteful yet expensive. Jungkook's older brothers must've helped draw the plans for its build, at least you think they're his brothers. You can never be too sure when you can't even tell what they're saying when they talk.. Running your hands down the soft rabbit fur robe you'd been given as an earlier wedding gift you sink to the ground, the warm tile enjoyable as all feeling and warmth slowly seeps from your body. This is it, this is your life now, trafficked across the globe and forced into a marriage with a man you can barely talk to let alone stand to be near. As soon as the ceremony had ended Jungkook had you and your combined mountain of wedding gifts swiftly taken to your new home, your new domestic prison. As soon as he had opened the door you made a fast dash for the stairs, hoping and praying there was an escape somewhere. Yet all you managed to find was a bathroom to hide in, Jungkook's presence outside the very door. Laying sideways on the bathroom tiles you slowly close your eyes, the heat from the ceramic ground seeming to grow more comfortable by the second as your eye lids fall slowly without a second thought.
Carefully drawing his hand over your hair Jungkook relaxes as he feels you press into his chest, your shivering long gone after adding his body to yours on the floor. Smiling he silently thanks his Tae hyung for thinking to add heated bathroom floors to your house, something that seemed silly at the time now a great comfort to you both. Pulling back slightly as he feels you wake Jungkook prepares for the fight that always follows when he tries to be close to you, instead he's taken back as you slump your head back into his chest, the fight in you burned out. Slowly turning to look up at him he smiles softly, more at ease then he's ever felt in his life. "Can you hear me?" he asks softly, giggling at the shocked expression on your face when you realize you can understand him perfectly. "H-how..how did you do that?" you ask meekly, unsure of what game he's playing. Smiling wide your new husband carefully pushes your hair aside, tapping at a small hearing aide like device connected to your ear. "A wedding gift, from my mother. She went all the way to China to get it, it's a real time translator. She got us both one." Heat poking your skin you softly push your lips to Jungkook's collarbone, a small wordless thank you. Pulling you closer he slowly pushes his hands into your furry robe, stopping with them resting on your hips as he waits for protest. Giving him none you slide your own hand onto the breast of his robe, careful as you lay your palm on his bare chest. Stunned at your return of contact his joy is cut short as you quickly pinch and twist his nipple, laughter bubbling deep from your gut as he yelps. Pouting he quickly returns the favor, a loud and shocking moan escaping you. Both blushing and giggling like school kids the two of you take turns pinching and pulling each other, punches soon turning to bites and soft petting as you let your lips explore each other's skin. Soft and airy moans float here and there as soft kisses soon turn to heavy lip biting french kisses, Jungkook's body no longer beside yours but instead on top, his thinly veiled bugle rutting into your own center of heat. Whimpering he looks at you through his lashes, your returning friction the go ahead to attach his mouth to one of your nipples. Arching your back you spread your legs as Jungkook fills the space between them, his much larger than your own frame making you spread them further. Trailing licks and kisses down to your waist he licks a slow burning strip down and back up your thighs. Whimpering as pathetic begging Jungkook smiles as he lifts himself up enough to brush his lips against your ear. His large slightly rough hand grabbing a firm grip on your neck. Breathing hot and heavy against your skin you relax completely into him as you feel your robe fall loose around your hips. "It'll be okay, I know what to do." he softly assures you, firmly and steadily grinding your body onto his thick and full thigh with his free hand. "Just relax Y/n-ah, I promise I'll make it feel good. Even when it hurts." He chuckles softly, his grip slowly tightening on your throat, your genital heat dripping as you surrender to him.
Tags: @mwitsmejk
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Okay sitting down to write!! All requests will be written in order so if you don't see yours today look for it to be tomorrow\the day after. I have a therapy appointment on the 25th and have to read book for it so pardon if stories are a little timely!
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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omg thanks so much for writing my jungkook request!! It was chilling. Do I want a part 2? Hell yes.
Haha I'm glad you like it!! Part two will be started tonight!
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Wow okay my stuff is doing numbers let's go!!! I just got home from work and will be starting Red Ties part Two tonight!^^
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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hiii! I got a request. Yandere jungkook. Wedding night. Arranged marriage. 👀 Virgin oc/reader
Red Ties
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"You know that everywhere I go I got a million people tryna kick it but I'm still alone, in my mind.." - Halsey
400 people...400 people gathered all in one place to watch your wedding. Junkook's wedding. if it were really yours you would be marrying the person you loved willingly, marrying them with hope for the future. A house, kids, growing old together...But those are thoughts of the past, thoughts from a life where you hadn't been trafficked, where you hadn't been bought by Jungkook and forced into an arranged marriage. A prison sentence really, any hope you had of ever returning to your own life, even just your own country, had long died out. You belonged here now, belonged to him. Why someone like Jungkook would even want you is beyond your thought or reasoning, the two of you could barely speak the same language let alone actually get along. Your korean was less than a two year olds, and he liked it that way. Of course he let you learn his native tongue, after all how would you teach his children if you yourself could barely talk right? But it was slow, and only what he wanted you to know, the less you know the better. Better for Junkook that is, not even being able to ask for help correctly meant that you had to rely on him for everything. Ordering your food, taking you to the doctor's, picking up your medication, even just finding pads in the store was a struggle. So he did it all, leaving you more and more dependent on him as the days go on. It's how he managed to get you where you are now, dressed in traditional wedding hanbok waiting to walk the aisle with him. Your whole life you had imagined this moment, dreamed of the day where you would be conjoined to another for all of eternity. You thought of all the tears of pure joy you would cry, yet as you stand here all you can feel is a gut full of rocks, so heavy part of you wonders if you could lay down in the extravagant water fountain behind you and drown. Maybe that could be the escape you've been looking for all this time, after all it only takes a few seconds to lose all your breath...maybe- "Y/n-ah!" Your soon to be snaps his fingers in front of your face, shaking his head as he fixes a few loose strands of hair shaping your face. "Don't frown, you'll cause wrinkles." he warns, a soft yet firm hand lightly brushing its way across your furred browns. You can't really tell what he's saying, you can pick out your name, negative, and frown. You hadn't even realized you'd been doing it, then again your emotions have always been so easy for others to guess...Eyes taking in every small detail of you wear Jungkook slowly slides one of your sleeves back up your shoulder, you frame having lessened by at least two sizes since you'd been taken and auctioned off. It wasn't that Junkook didn't feed you, you just couldn't trust the food or drink he gave you. The only time you were mostly positive he hadn't slipped some mysterious med or sedative in it was when he took you out, which wasn't often. Tracing a finger much larger than your own from your collar bone up your neck and around to your lips Junkook smiles slightly, his own emotions much more controlled than your own. "On wedding nights...After tonight, you are mine." he begins in korean, slowly switching to english for you. Struggling slightly he looks you in the eye, noticeably closing in and backing you against one of the wedding hall walls. "Mine, and only mine..It'll be okay jagiya? All will be lovely." Bringing you into his chest Junkook buries his face into your hair, inhaling deeply. Acutely aware of just how close the two of you are heat pin pricks at your face as you feel a firm and large point pushing against your inner thighs. Lifting up your face your forced fiance slowly rubs at your bottom lip, hungrily licking his own. "I know you've scared, it's okay...I like that" he whispers lowly in english, slowly grinding himself into your clothes. Whimpering in fear you clothes your eyes tight, willing your soul to flee your body as you feel Jungkook clumsily push the two of you into a near broom closet. "Just breathe, I'll be quick I promise. I know you've never done it before, I'll teach you. You'll learn soon.."
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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pls tag me for all ur future vinnie hacker, BTS, ATEEZ and SKZ works
Omg ofc!! I'm so happy you guys like what I write! I think custom tags is super cool!
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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hey. can i request?
Yes!! Requests are open!!
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ur-fave-is-yandere · 2 years
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Yandere Profile: Vinnie Hacker
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"You and I we are one in the same, loving in pain." - Joji
Very Very controlling, possibly the most controlling yandere of them all
Definitely the most controlling boyfriend you've ever had
But Vinnies no idiot, he's a master manipulator and never has to force his control
His never ending mind games start from the moment he meets you till your last dying breath by his hand
The two of you most likely meet somewhere in the nighttime, summer air hot and humid in the city of LA
He sees you long before you ever see him, almost impossible too due to the large general never ending flow of people all around you two
But once Vinnie locks in on something he never, ever, lets it go..
He'd follow you back to your apartment, standing on the other side of the street as he watches you. He
soon makes it his regular spot, slowly inching closer and closer like a panther stalking its next kill.
By the start of fall he's not only managed to break into your home, but he also has his own copy of your key along with his own coffee mug in the kitchen.
It's funny to him really, how careful yet careless you are. Smart enough to get reinforced locks on the door but not smart enough to bother to check the rusting locks on the windows...such a small detail yet one that makes all the difference to him.
Even living on the second floor won't stop a gym rat such as himself from easily using the dumpsters, water pipes, and fire escapes to effortlessly scale the distance from the ground to your inviting windows.
Secretly, he thinks it's an invitation, a cosmically sent sign even. Of all the nights your windows are never locked it's the night he's chosen you.
Vinnie's a possessive man, territorial. Like a rabid dog who's finally found a source of food in the desert.
He plants himself into your life from the inside out, leaving small things here and there. A coffee mug one week, a worn tshirt the next. A shirt just big enough to be over sized on your much smaller than his frame, yet ordinary and plain enough to blend in with your own small collection. It's almost too easy to slip it into the part of your drawers where you keep your nightlies, just too easy to leave it crumbled on the bed in your own style to convince you it's the one you've been wearing all week...
Once he's taken over your most inner physical personal space he slips himself into your real life all too well.
One day he's the delivery boy with your large meat lovers thin crust pizza, the next he's the new tenant above you asking if you've seen his autistic younger brother who can't be alone so please please help he gets so scared when he's alone in new places oh please the noise of the city will hurt his head...please help....
Of course you help, he knew you would. He knew some fake late night sob story about an escaped little brother on the spectrum would pull your heart strings enough to convince you that following a handsome stranger down the winding allies of LA is the right thing to do. After all, if stalking your own autistic brother taught him anything it's your weak spot. What a kind older sister, if only your kindness was on par with your brains.
Maybe if it had been you would've realized you never even thought to check if you had your phone, let alone to look at any of the streets Vinnie managed to get you down.
No longer even in LA it finally catches up to you that the sun has long fallen in the sky and your only way back home is the very reason you'll never see it again. If only for a second you had your own safety in mind you juuust might've turned back before Vinnie managed to lead you into a long abandoned car shop. And maybe if you could've escaped in time you wouldn't be tied and gagged in the back of your new lovers all black 1975 Cadillac.
And maybe, just maybe if the stars had been in your favor you never would've been captured back to Vinnie's shared mansion, your new prison and home.
Forever.
"Scream if you want, everyone's used to it coming from my room. Just make sure the daddy part is extra extra loud for me hm? Wouldn't want anyone to think you aren't enjoying the new move would we? How rude that would be...And I don't appreciate rude puppies bitching too loud"
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Who This Blog Will Write For:
Vinnie Hacker
All members of BTS
All members of ATEEZ
All members of NCT (all units)
All members of Stray Kids
Nate Jacobs (euphoria)
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Ashtray (euphoria)
Corpse Husband
Edward Cullen
*Those not listed may be requested
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Requests MUST include: yandere of choosing, scenario/plot, preferred ending (ex: "can i request ___ where them and reader ____ with a ___ ending?), preferred genre (smut, angst, kidnapping, ect.)
*WARNING*
No matter what the request is ALL yanderes on this blog WILL be written as hard yandere ONLY, almost ALL writings will include graphically described abuse in many forms.
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This blog will not write for: children, anyone under the age of 16, fellons/truecrime
This blog WILL include k1nk related writing when writing smut
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This blog has one admin (Admin Anon), said admin uses she/he pronouns. Admin is also black and afab, with that being said this blog is NOT a safe space for terfs, radfems, p3dos, maps, promaps, furries, right wing politics and cops.
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