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Something fluffy with seth please, delivers fire tacos?
[sorry i don't know what the delivers fire tacos mean- but i can can certainly cook up some fluff for you :> (srry not srry for the pun)] cw!Yandere, cw!Stalking
Brain Freeze ~ BLD Mini-Fic
Characters belong to @hotpinkmoon !
The warm buzz of august air drifting across you, eliciting an uncomfortable sigh from your lips. The weather today was pretty unrelenting, if the layer of sweat on your skin was anything to go by. Figuring that your walk in the park was a bust- and that maybe you should probably just find some shade to relax in, you move to do just that. Planting yourself comfortably underneath the shade of a tree. While the heat wasn't completely gone- it wasn't as unbearable as before. A hum of contentment leaving you as the cool shadows worked their magic. Though- the shuffle of grass and leaves from behind the wood you rested on sparked a bit of curiosity in you. Ooh- maybe you'd get to see a cute squirrel shuffling around! Quietly shifting from your position, you take a small peak, trying your best not to startle the hidden creature. Only to lock eyes with a semi-stranger. "Uwah!?" The chestnut haired man yelped, his hair fluffing up slightly, looking as if he'd had a heart attack. Eyes unable to meet yours. Slightly amused, you couldn't help but notice his a bit...well... out of the ordinary attire. Beanie, jacket, gloved hands... no wonder he decided to seek out shelter here, he'd probably be dying in this heat if he didn't! "I- Um...H-hi?" The poor man managed to squeak out, all the courage in his body mustered up just so he could look you in the eyes. Oh.. oh! You've seen him before! He'd show up sometimes where you worked, and you'd always try to strike up friendly chats with your killer customer service smile. Well- its not like you had much of a choice... but he seemed like a nice person! Though he wasn't usually much for conversation- usually responding with stuttered out words, nods, and shy smiles. "Oh hi!" You responded eagerly. You hadn't met many people out of work...so maybe this could be a good chance? "I remember you, from my work." You add, flashing him a warm smile. "Y-you do?" The man's face seemed to flush a bit, his fingers nervously toying with each other. "Yup!" Came your warm reply, followed by a small beat of silence as the man searched for a response. "Mm... Hey- why don't we get some slushies to drink?" Seeing his flushed cheeks, and the subtle sweat sticking to his temple, you couldn't help but feel that this guy needed some relief from the heat. "Eh? S-sure?" His face morphed into confusion- and then bursting into a fluster as you helped pull him up. "Never got your name by the way! Though you probably know mine from my name tag." You looked over at him as you dusted any leaves off of you. "I- I'm Seth?" His response- worded like a question, earning a warm chuckle out of you. "Well then Seth~, drinks are on me!" You grin, taking his gloved hand back in yours, rushing off to the nearest convenience store, with him in tow.
Back at the tree, your eyes glanced from the the blue of the slushie, to the blue of Seth's eyes. Both were colors pretty- was the conclusion you came to. "U-uhm?" Oops- you got caught. Seth's eyes glanced away, already overwhelmed from just a little bit of staring. "Sorry- I just thought it was kinda funny- your eyes kinda matching the slushie you're drinking, I mean." "A-ah? Oh.. s-sorry?" He didn't seem to know how to respond to that, safely opting to apologize instead. Ugh- that made your heart melt a bit... and not in the good way. Your energetic tone calms a bit, "You don't have anything to apologize for?" The words leave his heart stuttering uncontrollably in his chest. His eyes losing confidence, and flickering away like a startled butterfly. He sips on the cool drink once again, hoping it douses the fluttery feelings in his stomach, so he doesn't... mess anything up. "Your eyes are a really pretty blue, though." "Hck?!"
The comment has him choking on the slush- the chill or maybe your words- freezing his brain. He hopes his downward gaze shields you from seeing the undeniably obvious blush covering his face. Gahhh he was such a mess. "Ah? Seth are you alright? Brain freeze?" Your kind words only sending more heat rushing to his cheeks. "N-no.. I mean- yes..." He was thankful for the brain freeze in that moment, unable to deny the overpoweringly soft feelings that flooded him as you gave him a loving, worried gaze. Y-You did love him right? You spent the day hanging out with him after all...
Yes... he was sure of it. You loved him. That thought washed over him, enveloping his body in it's cool embrace. His insides feeling as mushy as the cold slushy he held looked. He would do anything...anything to prove that he was worthy of the love you had just blessed him with.
Omggg I absolutely adore your writings♡♡
Is it possible to request a story about Seth experiencing jealousy over someone flirting with MC? I'd love to see how you envision his reaction ^^
[askfjhas why thank u!! i try my best to make them fun to read! now time to write something super dark and angsty. srry if this isn't the type of flirting you're asking for, though.]
cw!Yandere cw!Stalking cw!Mild gore (brief descriptions but I don't want to make anyone uncomfy) cw!Death
Jealousy is an Illness ~ BLD Mini-Fic
characters belong to @hotpinkmoon!!
"Woah- wait a sec! Before you leave- I.. uh- ..whatever, take this, please! I really enjoy our time together and was wondering if maybe you'd like to get dinner sometime?" Seth watched silently from a safe distance away, a pang of something unfamiliar squeezing his heart as the new hire at your job handed you what looked like a torn-off piece of paper. He had been waiting here. All day. It was a rare day when he wasn't busy dealing with orders or having to 'prepare' stock for future ones. A day that was perfect for watching his treasure- and maybe... getting to talk to them as well... The thought of talking to you made his heart buzz, brain bursting with serotonin as a tingly feeling spread across his skin. But then the afterthought of somehow doing something to make you dislike him immediately doused his happiness, anxiety slithering up his spine. So he settled on watching from afar. It was easier that way- so he didn't scare you away with his lack of social skills.
He watched you as you got to work, he watched you deal with customers, and now... he's watching someone give you their number..? "Huh? Oh! .... don't mind .... number... but...like...okay...?" He saw you say something back to the new hire, the both of you moving just far enough that he could only grasp onto tiny scraps of information. Frustrating.
Fortunately or unfortunately, Seth could clearly see the pink tint shyly decorating the person's face. Something clearly caused because they were around you. An amalgamation of color swathed onto a messy pile of pulsating flesh. The sight caused his chest to heave erratically, pained breaths stuttering in and out. A heavy feeling pooling in his stomach as he took in this visceral scene.
... What ...was this? The sudden difficulty breathing, that strange pain coiling around his intestines. No... he shouldn't ruin today, it would go away eventually anyway. He just needed to stop thinking about it. "...see you tomorrow then!" The carefree smile you carried with you out of the building and the little goodbye wave you gave to that... person, made his skin itch. An itch he couldn't scratch away, he learned, after trying just that. A feeling that lurked just below his skin, traveling up his arms and burrowing deep inside his chest. It's fine... It'll go away. It'll go away, right?
D-did he get sick? It had been days now. Seth had stopped by your work a couple of times. And each time he saw that thing... it made the pressure in his chest almost unbearable.
They made his skin feel slimy. The uncomfortable feeling growing stronger, his gut writhing in the sticky feeling trying to coat his insides a nauseating black. But he couldn't be sick. He looked up the symptoms days ago. No results. It just didn't make sense. This dark, sickly feeling that fogged up his brain. Every waking moment consumed by the memory of them giving you their number. He just wanted it gone.
The thing that squeezed the blood from his heart and coiled around his chest like a snake. And so he made a decision.
Cold eyes glanced down at the gagged heap of meat on the ground. "Finally... you could've woken up the whole neighborhood with all that crying earlier." Every muffled noise of pain worked like a cure to his 'illness'.
Every broken bone scratched the itch he couldn't reach before. The sight of that tumor finally bleeding out, its body lifeless as he dragged it away, the hollow eyes looking up at him as he threw it away into the garbage. All of it eased the pain in his chest. Cleansing his body of the rotting slime devouring him from the inside out.
"Huh? Oh! Well.. I mean- I don't mind sharing my number with you, ...but I would just like to remain friends. That should be okay, right?" "O-oh.. yeah, that's fine! Sorry, I just wanted to try my shot, haha." "There's way more fish out in the sea! I'll see you tomorrow then!" The memory from two weeks ago made your hand pause for a moment. But you quickly returned to putting up missing person signs around your work. Where did they go?
Maybe a reverse comfort with James, where he had a nightmare that brought back bad memories? Or MC trying to escape from James after he had kidnapped them? Or even one where MC makes a new friend, and starts spending more time with them then James. Those are just some prompts off the top of my head.
A Feeble Attempt ~ BLD Mini Fic
James belongs to @hotpinkmoon! cw!Mild gore cw!Vomit (mentioned once but just to be safe, reader did not vomit just felt like they might) cw!Implied Stalking cw!Kidnapping cw!Death [srry this took a bit to write! i got carried away a bit]
Just when you had thought life was going well for you.
You had just started making more connections, other than the first meeting you had with James that fateful night. So why? Why did you ignore the signs? The furrowed brows whenever you mentioned one of the new people you had met. The heated glares at anyone who touched you, or anyone you touched, that you'd see sometimes when he thought you weren't looking. Sharp eyes practically screaming at them to get away, that you're his. Even while masked, his facial expression silently spelled out how much he wanted to tear their corpses to shreds. Foolish. And oh so naive. Whoever told you not to judge a book by its cover as a child could go suck an egg. James had left a few hours earlier to go to... well whatever his job was. Though it was hard to imagine it was anything legal, after what he had done to you the night before. Leaving you all alone with your self-deprecating thoughts. The thick chain bound to your ankle weighed down on you, not just physically, but mentally as well. A heavy feeling settled uninvited on your chest, squeezing your lungs as you felt a headache build up from the unending waves of stress threatening to drag you back into a dreamless sleep. Hah.. maybe that would be better actually. So you wouldn't have to deal with all this right now. The newly formed headache wasn't helping the dull pain from when James knocked you out earlier, either.
Eyes fluttering closed, your mind brings you back to a few weeks ago, when this all started.
Getting close to people, especially when you'd just moved to a new town, wasn't always the easiest thing. The first time you met James was a lucky... or unlucky accident. But finally, after at least a month, you'd broken down the walls of one of your co-workers. You remember telling James, eyes shining, how you'd exchanged numbers and had started chatting with each other outside of work. And how he responded with an eye roll, reminding you to be careful about who you put your trust in. Which you had ended up teasing him for, because didn't the both of you only meet a month ago? You had laughed at the irony of his words back then. A cheeky smile on your face as you watched him eye roll again, boasting about how he wasn't a loser like your co-worker. Why hadn't you noticed the malice in his tone back then? You had continued to meet up with your new friend, though you tried not to mention them around James as much, as his jealousy became more and more obvious. Why did you think that was normal? Until last night, when you'd gone to grab dinner with them. It was such a normal night. A simple meeting between two new friends. The sky was clear of clouds, the air fresh with the scent of summer. Sun setting across the horizon as the moon became more visible in the sky. Stars starting to peak out one by one, decorating the sky as one of nature's most wonderful pieces of art. Only the feeling of regret that the day was ending weighed on your mind. They had left for a moment to go get something from their car as you waited for them to come back so you could both order. Only for that moment to turn into 15 minutes, and then half an hour. Your heart had been filled with disappointment. The budding trust between you completely shattered. Did they really ditch you? Why? Confused frustration sunk into your brain, trying to reflect on all your interactions. Over analyzing every word and facial expression, the thought that maybe you had done something wrong forming a pit in your stomach.
Leaving the restaurant, you had checked your phone to give them a piece of your mind. Just... something to express the pain you were currently trying to push down. Only to be confused at the panicked, misspelled texts all over the screen. ...Maybe you shouldn't keep your phone on silent anymore. Trying to sift through the barrage of messages, you feel your blood run cold.
8:02 Het i think something/one is following me? Taking the long way from my car, ill b back a little late, dw and just order
8:05 Im def bejng followed, im sure of it, its some mask wearking dude holy fuck hoym
8:06 Shot sjit why did i goin and ally way oh ym god he has a knofe im running tm please pelase read this im begigng you its the one to the rght i think restirant i mean call somekne or soemtbing just plesae read this
8:06 Red hair green eye s please read tbis typjng is hard im so scared hesn fuckng llaughing trung 911 its hrd pleas e help
All the other messages had too many spelling mistakes to piece together, but you got the meaning. Red hair? Green eyes? Masked? Trying to block out the similarities you squeezed through the cluttered alleyway. Trying not to trip over discarded boxes or abandoned litter as you had frantically searched for any sign of them. You remember how just moments before they were showing off the area, smiling as they told you how they knew all the secret shortcuts around town. Now it seemed like this was a shortcut to their death. You shook your head, trying to clear the unwanted thoughts. Don't think like that. They didn't die. They probably dropped their phone. They're going to be okay. Your self-comfort came to an abrupt stop as the sight of a bloodied body came into view. There was blood... so much blood that you had thought your sight would've been stained red forever. The dark red fluid clearly looking coagulated. It was obvious that they had died a bit ago. Frozen, you felt your guts twist at the sight of theirs. The urge to throw up rising in your throat. You quickly moved your eyes away. Trying not to gag as you took out your phone to call the cops, only to notice their left hand. They still had their phone in their hand, and from where you were, you could see how the screen was cracked, and how their hand was broken and odd angles. You shivered, horrified by how the killer went out of their way to make their death so much more painful. This didn't just look like a murder, but torture. With a sudden BANG, your head had been slammed against the wall behind you, skewed sight taking in the red-haired attacker above you. "Tsk, I shouldn't have played around with them." James muttered under his breath, looking down at corpse before stomping on their hand once again. He looked calmer after doing so, smiling as he looked back at you with soft eyes. "Shh babe, don't cry." He murmured adoringly, cupping your face and wiping the tears you didn't know were there, before picking up your slumped body with ease. Head stinging and teary eyes drooping closed, the last thing you saw was the moon's curved smile looking down on you mockingly, the twinkling stars seeming to laugh at your stupidity as the breeze sighed in disappointment. Why were you sleeping? Why weren't you trying to escape?!
Your brain forced you to jolt awake, back to reality, back to being confined in someone's 'house'. Frustrated tears stung your eyes again as a helpless feeling sunk into your bones. A suffocating pain that you couldn't get rid of. Why couldn't you just have had a dreamless sleep like you wanted? Still though, gulping back your feelings, you shakily remembered those last words that had rung through your mind. With all the time in the world to start planning, you looked around the room. Scouring for any way to escape, or anything you could use to get out. The small room had no windows. Not even a door. It was both frustrating and favorable for you. You couldn't see what time it was outside, but at the same time, James wouldn't be able to see what you were doing inside. And the exit was right there. Though it wasn't like you'd be able to get past it. Not with the chain around your leg. Though you were glad he hadn't used to shorter collar one on you that you got a glimpse of before. Contemplating, you stared at your ankle in silence. Trying to brainstorm any way to get it off. Breaking the chain would take too long, and you were positive that James would be able to quickly find out what you were trying to do. Playing nice wasn't an option either. No way were you going to go along with whatever he had in store for you. Not after everything you had seen him do.
Then you had no other options left. You had already tried looking around for anything useful, but of course, James wouldn't leave anything like that within reach. Closing your eyes, and trying to imitate what you had seen in a horror movie you had once watched with him, with a few tries and a loud pop, your ankle was dislocated.
Waves of pain shot up your nerves, and you grit your teeth, trying to swallow back a scream of pain. At least you were able to slip out of the damn thing. You quickly learned leaning or putting any weight on that leg was almost unbearable, using the objects around you to get up and make your way over to the curtain door. Finally- Hope bubbling in your chest, the taste of freedom was only one bite away. Your home, your bed, your job. The thought of being in your room again fueling your determination to push on past the pain your body felt. Only for that hope and determination to be crushed the moment you moved the curtain. Vibrant eyes met yours, toxic green seeping a chilling cold that forced goosebumps to crawl up your skin. Dread seeped into every pore on your body as his tall frame cast a heavy shadow on yours. "And where do you think you're going, sweetheart? You should have known that this wasn't going to be as easy as you'd hoped.
cw incest, stalking, breach of privacy, SA
Please help me. i found out my brother (who lives in the same house has me) Has been accessing my private information, including my bank account and my google photos, which contain several compromising photos of me. He has also created a secret folder in my accoubt which Cannot be accessed through any devices owned by me. My Own Shit. And I have proof of him accessing, altering, deleting, and obfuscating information and data. The internet connection here is not reliable for me. I CANNOT LIVE HERE. I AM AFRAID. And i am keeping quiet in order to avoid a major blowout in this house but I have been on the brink of suicide and he is aware of the effects these actions have on me. I am desperate to get far, far, far away from here. I am so tired of feeling unsafe.
vm/paypal.me/: tominova
I am so profoundly alone and just. despondent. I can't keep taking this
dark!tyler galpin headcanons
cw; stalking, obsessive thoughts, masturbation, manipulation, hunter & being hunted (idfk what else to call this)
will do more of this :) i'm kinda nervous posting this :,)
today is my birthday (CET) by the way, just turned 20 haha
he's obsessed with you. he really is. following you everywhere; through the forest, back to nevermore, to the antique shop or therapy. and everytime you would question it, he'd just say: "oh, i was just passing by" with a smile on his face. you believed it each time, wich made everything easier. he got used to your routine, knowing when you'd walk home or went for a walk.
everytime you visited weathervane he tried to be the one who served you. he wanted to rip the head off of whoever was serving you when it wasn't tyler himself.
at night he couldn't get his thoughts away from you, well he never really could but at night he just couldn't stop thinking about how good you looked in your uniform today or on when you wore something different because it was weekend. all he could do was think about how soft your thighs looked or the way the skirt would ride up your thigh. his hand would wrap around his aching cock and he would stroke it to the thought of how your pussy would feel like. and sometimes he wondered; do you think of him too? do you stick your fingers in your cunt while you thought of him?
one night he nearly lost control. chasing you through the forest, the fear engraved on your cute face. he nearly caught you but in the heat of the moment he stopped, running into the dark forest again and dissapearing. this scenario would forever be stuck in his head and he surely would jerk off to this. the thought of chasing you through the woods and then fucking you on the dirty ground made him go feral.
once he finally got his shit together and asked you out everything got worse: he seemed to appear everywhere where you went and the cute guys from school distanced themself from you (out of fear tyler would slit their throat open)
you two got really close over the time, and both of you have never been happier.
Baby reindeer is the best series I have watched in a while. Would recommend to anyone who likes watching shows with complex characters.
It highlights how stalking can be a symptom of an illness much deeper, a loneliness and self hate that keeps growing like a virus.
Also how sometimes people for a little validation end up facing so much abuse. Abuse can ruin one's understanding of what's right and wrong entirely.
The desire to be famous is so tragic, it steals all the peace and sanity from one's life.
Yandere roommate, Bottom head cannons ~
Yandere roommate who’s been stalking you for months waiting to pounce at the opportunity to get close to you, your old roommate sadly “moving away” randomly leaving you in a crunch to find a new one! You weren’t picky you were desperate and he was available and willing to pay over half the rent and expenses, a deal a young man such as yourself couldn’t deny.
Yandere roommate who places cameras in your shower right behind your shower head giving perfect view of your body as your hand glides over your pecs making your Yandere roommates mouth water watching you all flustered in his room with his laptop open, the sight of your muscular arms flexing and bulging as you wash your hair making the Yandere squirm around his stomach twitching and itching desperate to get you inside him.
Yandere roommate who always cleans up around the apartment making sure the dishes are done and the meals are made, even going as far as to make you lunches as he feeds the fantasy of being your “boyfriend” his head spinning being so close to you breathing in your scent having him dizzy and red in the face with him being completely delusional.
Yandere roommate who gets all pissed and psychotic when he sees you around any girls, he’s completely ballistic and the next day they are always found in a gruesome state since he wants to ensure “he’s the only one you have~”. The Yandere will always be so sweet and act so sympathetic to you over the women’s deaths but secretly thrilled you’re coming to him for comfort! Having you holding onto him all frustrated and upset makes him nearly pass out in glee.
Yandere roommate who steals a few of your things, stealing your hoodie or even your boxers. He keeps a box hidden away with all the things he’s stolen from you inside his closet obsessed with your scent the feeling of his delusional brain becoming so corrupted and twisted he imagines your things as “gifts~” to him making him fall more manic over the delusion of him being your boyfriend.
Yandere roommate who gets all pent up, when you’re at work or at your university he can’t help himself but to go to your room since it “smells” like you. His face buried in your pillows groaning and whining out as he stuffs two fingers into his loosened hole, pushing past his bud as he breaths in your scent doing his best to imagine your fingers reaching the best of depths inside him wanting you to the point his eyes well up with tears of desperation.
Yandere roommate who starts leaving himself in more skimpy clothing, you say his jeans look nice and those are suddenly his favorite jeans, wearing purposefully tight things that show every hip dip and thigh gap this man had. He makes sure to rub his ass right against your groin when squeezing past you making you let out a few labored grunts hiding your arousal while he murmur an innocent “I’m sorry!~” towards you
Yandere roommate who slowly gets you to fall for him. Getting you so pent up and horny for him that you can’t help yourself but to fuck him silly, his face shoved into the couch pillows with his back arched ass in the air as you grip his love handles for dear life like a pent up animal in rut as you heave on top of him holding him close all pinned down into the couch as the squelching sound of your cock stretching his slick rim open fills the apartment.
Yandere roommate who turns it into a habit doing his best to get you to fuck him anywhere everywhere to the point he can only drool getting fucked on your cock with his plush lips all agape his eyes widened and glossed over with lust as he barely musters out “Mhh fuck!, o-oh~ right there~~” as your cock head ravages and assaults his prostate making his puffy rim try to wink around you and greedily swallow more.
Yandere roommate who’s bent over the counter his boxers around his ankle as your hands grope the globes of his cheeks pressing your tongue against his rim watching hazily as it twitches only serving as fuel for you to delve past his bud with your tongue massaging his inner walls flicking against his bundle of nerves so much his cock just twitches all leaky pressed between the counter and his stomach while you drool sloppily down your own chin while eating his ass out.