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"Have you seen that bigboy with a skullface??"
Pairing: Yandere Hoseok x Reader
Setting: Idol au.
Genre: Angst
Warnings: yan! toxicity. gaslighting. emotional manipulation. implied starvation. implied body shamming. he wants you weak. it's a he problem is the point.
Summary: You're at the after-party, the concert having been a massive success. One problem. He explicitly told you not to attend.
Call it what you will. Hot water. Thin ice. That was your current predicament.
If you had to chose one word to describe your existance, it'd be unfortunate.
Your boyfriend, who was less a boyfriend more a controlling owner, was standing in front of you. A fire blazing openly inside his angry eyes.
You couldn't feel your fingers anymore, from having fisted your hands for so long. Nails digging into your sweaty palms.
He's staring at you.
"You went against my word when I explicitly told you not to."
You knew he absolutely loathed it when you didn't answer. You weren't a stone statue who could only stare or he would've loved to drop you off to the nearest museum, he'd often say.
So you needed to talk.
"Everyone else's partners came, Hoseok. I only wanted to be there for you."
"I know exactly why you wanted to be there. Does everyone pity you now huh?"
Nothing comes.
"Is everyone on your side? Have you gotten what you wanted?" He questions. His demeanor, dominant.
"I don't understand what you're trying to say."
"You do and you understand well."
There's a long pause.
"You think I haven't noticed you plotting your so called escape day and night? Haven't seen how my wallets keeps thinning out when I don't even use it? You're not even locked up Y/N, you are free to go anywhere. But you're so desperate to get away from me."
Well yeah you were.
"Don't you see how much I need you?" I can't let you leave my love–"
He kept on talking whatever nonsense it was, his words incoherent, you honestly couldn't care now. He meant none of it.
But this was just the spoken. What worried you was what he was going to do to you physically. There were no guesses to be made. He wasn't predictable whatsoever in his ways when it came to you.
And all the blame for your impending suffering would be on a small gathering. Your presence in it.
When you'd heard they was an after-party arranged for just the families and partners of his group, you knew you needed to attend.
He'd still be in the post concert emotional unawareness of his surroundings and you needed to get yourself help.
Be it at the hands of his best mates.
Only this time, he wasn't unaware. And when he saw how Jimin tensed up significantly while you sat with him staring off into the distance as words flowed from your mouth, he saw his options limiting.
That's when you see him off the corner of your eye closing in on you.
Too much. Way too much happens within a span of five seconds and you're too dazed to process it.
But the gist of it being, Jimin standing up immediately, one hand cupped behind his neck, the other hanging low, and you being gripped by the arms, hard, Hoseok you think, as he mutters a "We have to go now, darling." and pulls you out of there.
If you had gotten two more minutes, just two, you were sure you would've gotten you point across to Jimin. You did say lot but it not good enough.
Not clear enough.
And you found yourself quickly doubting the amount of trust you put in the young man.
..
"What didn't I give you yn? What more did you require of me? Tell me!!"
As you're pulled back to your surroundings, Hoseok's words dawn on you.
What more? Nothing. You didn't want anything from him. Not what he'd give. Not what he was giving. You wanted none of it.
"You betrayed me Y/N."
His voice dropped several octaves just then but when you'd expect it to sound threatening, it sounded hurt. Genuinely betrayed.
As it slowly registers, you start to question yourself more and more.
Did he deserve it?
Were you wrong?
He did care for you, provide for you. Didn't he at least get to decide where you could and couldn't go? You shouldn't have disregarded him like that. Right?
So you deserved punishment? You needed to atone your sins.
He was gaslighting you into thinking this was all somehow your fault. Unfortunately, he wasn't failing.
"What will you do to me?" your voice cracks.
"Whatever I do to you now won’t hurt half as much as your betrayal." his heart shaped lips stretch thin.
He'd never gotten violent with you before. Never before had he touched you, with the intention of having you, without mutual consent. You so desperately wanted it to remain that way. But his punishments were wild. He was capable of anything.
You whimper weakly.
"You've left me with no choice Y/N. You only have yourself to blame." he says.
Your thoughts still.
Your mental protests dying down.
He was right.
"I hope you enjoyed the dinner. It was your last for a while."
No. No no no.
"No. I- I'll do anything. I.. I'll find a way and you'll forgive me."
You forget how to breathe.
"Mm can't picture it. But I'd love to see you try."
Just maybe he'd have you take part in physical labor.
You were after all in perfect health. Bit too healthy for his liking.
He could just see himeself brushing his lips gingerly over your overly pronounced collarbones, and you would know exactly why he seemed so content with starving you.
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Pairing: Yandere Hoseok x Reader
Setting: Idol au.
Genre: Angst
Warnings: yan! toxicity. gaslighting. emotional manipulation. implied starvation. implied body shamming. he wants you weak. it's a he problem is the point.
Summary: You're at the after-party, the concert having been a massive success. One problem. He explicitly told you not to attend.
Call it what you will. Hot water. Thin ice. That was your current predicament.
If you had to chose one word to describe your existance, it'd be unfortunate.
Your boyfriend, who was less a boyfriend more a controlling owner, was standing in front of you. A fire blazing openly inside his angry eyes.
You couldn't feel your fingers anymore, from having fisted your hands for so long. Nails digging into your sweaty palms.
He's staring at you.
"You went against my word when I explicitly told you not to."
You knew he absolutely loathed it when you didn't answer. You weren't a stone statue who could only stare or he would've loved to drop you off to the nearest museum, he'd often say.
So you needed to talk.
"Everyone else's partners came, Hoseok. I only wanted to be there for you."
"I know exactly why you wanted to be there. Does everyone pity you now huh?"
Nothing comes.
"Is everyone on your side? Have you gotten what you wanted?" He questions. His demeanor, dominant.
"I don't understand what you're trying to say."
"You do and you understand well."
There's a long pause.
"You think I haven't noticed you plotting your so called escape day and night? Haven't seen how my wallets keeps thinning out when I don't even use it? You're not even locked up Y/N, you are free to go anywhere. But you're so desperate to get away from me."
Well yeah you were.
"Don't you see how much I need you?" I can't let you leave my love–"
He kept on talking whatever nonsense it was, his words incoherent, you honestly couldn't care now. He meant none of it.
But this was just the spoken. What worried you was what he was going to do to you physically. There were no guesses to be made. He wasn't predictable whatsoever in his ways when it came to you.
And all the blame for your impending suffering would be on a small gathering. Your presence in it.
When you'd heard they was an after-party arranged for just the families and partners of his group, you knew you needed to attend.
He'd still be in the post concert emotional unawareness of his surroundings and you needed to get yourself help.
Be it at the hands of his best mates.
Only this time, he wasn't unaware. And when he saw how Jimin tensed up significantly while you sat with him staring off into the distance as words flowed from your mouth, he saw his options limiting.
That's when you see him off the corner of your eye closing in on you.
Too much. Way too much happens within a span of five seconds and you're too dazed to process it.
But the gist of it being, Jimin standing up immediately, one hand cupped behind his neck, the other hanging low, and you being gripped by the arms, hard, Hoseok you think, as he mutters a "We have to go now, darling." and pulls you out of there.
If you had gotten two more minutes, just two, you were sure you would've gotten you point across to Jimin. You did say lot but it not good enough.
Not clear enough.
And you found yourself quickly doubting the amount of trust you put in the young man.
..
"What didn't I give you yn? What more did you require of me? Tell me!!"
As you're pulled back to your surroundings, Hoseok's words dawn on you.
What more? Nothing. You didn't want anything from him. Not what he'd give. Not what he was giving. You wanted none of it.
"You betrayed me Y/N."
His voice dropped several octaves just then but when you'd expect it to sound threatening, it sounded hurt. Genuinely betrayed.
As it slowly registers, you start to question yourself more and more.
Did he deserve it?
Were you wrong?
He did care for you, provide for you. Didn't he at least get to decide where you could and couldn't go? You shouldn't have disregarded him like that. Right?
So you deserved punishment? You needed to atone your sins.
He was gaslighting you into thinking this was all somehow your fault. Unfortunately, he wasn't failing.
"What will you do to me?" your voice cracks.
"Whatever I do to you now won’t hurt half as much as your betrayal." his heart shaped lips stretch thin.
He'd never gotten violent with you before. Never before had he touched you, with the intention of having you, without mutual consent. You so desperately wanted it to remain that way. But his punishments were wild. He was capable of anything.
You whimper weakly.
"You've left me with no choice Y/N. You only have yourself to blame." he says.
Your thoughts still.
Your mental protests dying down.
He was right.
"I hope you enjoyed the dinner. It was your last for a while."
No. No no no.
"No. I- I'll do anything. I.. I'll find a way and you'll forgive me."
You forget how to breathe.
"Mm can't picture it. But I'd love to see you try."
Just maybe he'd have you take part in physical labor.
You were after all in perfect health. Bit too healthy for his liking.
He could just see himeself brushing his lips gingerly over your overly pronounced collarbones, and you would know exactly why he seemed so content with starving you.
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This is literally one of my favorite fucking stories on ao3 it's pjo btw couldn't stop laughing while reading it
Summary: The Vault of the Traveler unceremoniously lands Rhys right back in the center of his mistakes. He really should've seen this coming.
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“you like me-like me, don’t you?”
summary: your friend jin is gracious enough to join you for a night of antics, convincing your vile ex that the two of you are together. it’s all fun and games until two truths come out that neither of you were expecting… pairing: kim seokjin x reader genre: fluffy fluff rating: pg word count: 2.7k tags/warnings: prick ex-boyfriend!Taehyung, wwh!Jin, overwhelmed!Reader, a circus
a/n: for @delacyrose224, askljadkj!! delacy…delacy! i had so much fun writing your request. like i couldn’t type it fast enough, i was so hyper writing it haha. i hope it is whatever you were wanting. i know how busy life has been so i really tried to make this a fun read for you but with fluffiness because hey, it’s jin.
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“Would you relax?” Jin’s tone is lined with every sort of judgment while he watches you squirm in your seat. He’s sure there’s a welt at the nape of your neck where you’ve scratched for the umpteenth time, nerves tickled by the annoying tag of your blouse.
“Tch,” he clicks his tongue, picking up the butter knife, “turn around.”
Your darting eyes manage to settle on your friend for the first time that night, “wh-what-no!” You smack his hand away when he pushes your shoulder to face the direction he needs you in, “stop-what are you doing?”
“Hold still, will you,” he gripes, taking the serrated edge of the knife to the pesky tag, cutting it off in one clean swipe, “there, geez.”
“Oh,” you rub the spot that definitely has a small welt growing, “that feels better.”
Jin rolls his eyes, “yeah, ungrateful woman, you are welcome too.” His eyes flatten when he sees you’ve long left the conversation though he can’t be surprised; “you know, you made it very clear you didn’t want any attention on you tonight-”
His eyes stretch upward, watching you eye the arched doorway when another set of friends make their way into the dining hall, “but fidgeting like you’re some kind of zombie and making those crazy eyes isn’t exactly helping.”
You turn just to swat his shoulder, giving him a less than amused expression, “if there weren’t people around I’d flip you off right now.”
He falls back in his chair, cheeks puffing up and eyes closing into crescent moons as he laughs at your short temper. He isn’t hurt by it, one because Kim Seokjin is your dear (and annoying) friend, and two, he knows it’s only your anxiety weighing on you because your ex-boyfriend is sure to show up any minute.
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So I saw this really cool video of Alastor x Lucifer (with two cosplayers) to the song rule 34 by fish in a birdcage , gorgeous filming , perfect , I wanted to share it with someone but then I accidentally lost it, it was on X(twitter) sighs if anyone knows it can you please link me
how is it so SMOOTH?!?!
animation of jimmy getting owned in real life
bonus gif of him celebrating i made for funsies :] oh the oblivious bliss...
(I wouldn't be able to fully show all the emotions in a limited space on the canvas, so the other half… in the form of a sketchy animatic. Be sure to watch with sound)
pt. 4 | pt. 6 And now… let me say a few words… I started all this just to show the death of Raph. I didn't want to make his death sad or tragic, it should be grandiose, worthy of a real hero, worthy of an older brother. "Like a boss". You may be tired of seeing his self-sacrifice in any form, but all the options that I saw … yes, they are good, but they are not at all on the scale that Raph is capable of. They're having a world war, all the brothers have been thrashing these aliens like kids in the movie, and all I get is Raph pinned down by the rubble?? (I only like this version when he's already a robot, but I don't like it at all when he's alive, still powerfull (because, again, their ninpo most likely connected to their feelings, and Raph is the one who can use full out of it alongside with Mikey) Raph is terribly strong, if he were alive to the very end, I'm sure he would scare the krang on a par with Donnie, because, firstly, Mikey is not so scary for them because of the side effect of his ninpo, secondly, Leo lost his ninpo. So…even if briefly and rudely enough, but I wanted to show how strong the effect of Raph's death had on everyone, not just to forget about him later. (This character is very difficult for me myself, unfortunately, I can’t convey all the little things of his character and … ha ha, I can’t basically draw him correctly… mmm …) (Anyway... there will be some more parts and maybe one more episode... I'm not sure... and I'm still struggling to draw the way I like... unsuccessfully so far... khm) (Thanks to someone, my thoughts are now completely filled with the thought of finally getting back to Casey, so I can't think straight… I'm in Hell right now)
Song: Two Steps From Hell - Star Sky