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Howdy! I'd love to request Yandere Tifa Lockhart with a s/o that tries to escape her. Thank you!

Ok!!

Sorry this was an little angsty, but I really wanted to explore how her experiences led to her yandere trait's. Trigger warning for don coreno, nothing explicit, just trauma from the event.

Tifa had many admirers, alot of whom where in high places. There was nothing she hated more then those men who wouldn't stop. Early on in your relationship you told her that she was started to adapt the behavior of her abusers, her possessiveness sometimes rubbed you the wrong way. She broke down crying. She explained that this was different. She did everything because she loved you so so much, that she was scared to loose you because you were the first person who genuinely seemed to love her for more than the surface. Who didn't see her as an object to be won. The guilt from your accusation caused you to fall into an flurry of self hatred. You both blamed it on your self destructive nature, hurting yourself because you hated yourself. She held you with your head burried in her lap, kissing the top of your head "just let yourself be happy, you deserve to be happy". She just wanted to protect you from all the people who saw her as an prize, who wanted to break her down and mold her into someone else. Who wanted to hurt her because she looked pretty when she cried.

All of that made you feel even worse for what you where about to do. It's not that you where trying to leave her.. you just wanted to check up on a sick friend. Tifa would only let you leave 7th heaven with her by your side. If you asked her she would have taken you, but it was an busy day for the girl. You needed to check up on your friend now and you didn't want to give her another thing to do. You waited till she was in an deep sleep and slipped out of the bed. You ran over to your friends house for an quick visit. They where unable to sleep due to their painful symptoms, so you stayed well into the night, watching movies to distract them.

Your eyes caught the sunrising from the window "fuck, I gotta go home" in a rush you gathered your things. You looked at your phone to check the time, "7 missed calls from tifa" shit. You opened messenger, but your phone died before you could type an single letter. You ran out of the apartment and towards 7th heaven. "Tifa" you shouted as you opened the door. "Y/n" an sleepy small voice whispered. Marlene was standing by the pinball machine, clutching her pink blanket. "Sweetie, what are you doing up" you bowed down to her level. "Tifa left" "oh, okay, just go back to bed honey it's alright" Marlene nodded , you waited until she had left untill you sprinted over to the bars phone. Dialing tifa as fast as you could. "Hello" tifa's voice was shaking, "tifa baby I am so sor-""were are you" she interrupted "I'm at 7th, are you okay" tifa hung up. You sat down, preparing your explanation.

After a few minutes tifa burst through the door, tackling you with an hug. "Why, why did you leave" "I just went to check up on an friend" tifa grabbed your shoulders, "without me" tifa scolded. "I didn't want to bother you". "You never bother me!!" You sighed,"I don't get why this is such an big deal, I'm a big girl tifa, I can take care of myself" "you can't!!" Anger bubbled inside of you "I'm not an idiot tifa!". "You just don't understand, the type of people out there" tifa cried out. Tifa continued "there are people out there who want to do terrible things to me, to you. What if HE got you" now you understand her paranoia. "Sephiroth's dead tifa" tifa looked up confused. "I know, it's someone else y/n" "who?". "Don coreno" she said his name like each letter of it burned. Pulling you close to her she elaborated. "He didn't get the chance to do anything, but he would've, and he will if he gets it." Guilt twisted your heart, seeing her like this broke you. "Y/n, my baby, I don't want you to ever experience those types of looks, you stay up at night haunted by what could have happened, I'm strong so I can save myself, but you. It could actually happen if I'm not there to protect you".

You held her for an while, her hot tears ran down your neck as she cried , her face buried in the nape of it. "Let's get some sleep" she nodded.

You where able to hobble out of the bar,her body leaning on you. Collapsing onto the bed the two of you drifted off to an light yet peaceful sleep. Which was quickly pulled away from you when Marlene crawled between you. "Had a nightmare" "why you crawling in with us" tifa's voice was slightly raspy from crying. "Daddy's to big, I'm crushed" Marlene pouted "he snooooores to loud" you drifted off to sleep, the sounds of Marlene describing her nightmare to tifa. Their voices muted and words distorted

The Devil's Hour:

"Eat me, drink me"

A Halloween Special

Dark!Billy Russo x Dark!Aleksander Morozova x Reader

NSFW

Warnings: Dub/non-con, threesome, double penetration, mild gore? Idk, there is blood.

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“Please”

Your plea was barely more than a croak, a weak, broken thing teared off from your raw, abused throat. Whether you were begging for them to stop or to go on, you didn't know anymore.

And truth be told, it didn't matter either way, mercy was not something the creatures holding you hostage in your pretty golden cage were capable of anymore, any trace of empathy, of humanity, purged out of them centuries ago.

They had been torturing you, edging you for hours, and then making you come until they had burned all the fight out of you. Until pain and pleasure were blurred together. Until yes and no had started to mean the same thing.

They had broken you. Just like they had promised.

"Please…" You sobbed, a pathetic, heart wrenching sound that would have moved any man.

Too bad the beings keeping you prisoner were not men.

Still, the one in front of you raised his head from your cunt, beard glistening, stained with your juices, proof that, as much as you had fought them, kicking and screaming, as much as you had cried at the beginning, a part of you had to be enjoying what they were doing to you…

Right?

Dark eyes met his twins over your shoulder,

"Maybe we should stop, Aleks" His voice sounded sincere, but you couldn't shake the feeling you were being mocked "Maybe it is too much…"

"Our girl is strong, Billy" A soft, almost loving voice reached you from behind and a pair of pale, strong arms adjusted their iron like grip around you. It was a futile gesture, you were way too weak where you laid, your back fitted between the v of his legs, head pillowed by his chest, to fight back anymore. Way too spent, way too sated, way too used, nothing but a ragdoll. "She can take it"

“No, please, I can’t take anymore…” you pleaded. Aleks smiled against your hair, breathing you in, placing a soft kiss on the top of your head,

“But I think you can, malyshka," The russian endearment fell from his lips honey sweet, "I think you still have a couple more orgasms in you. And we want every. Single. One. Of them…” He punctuated every word with tiny, deceptively innocent pecks to the top of your head, your cheek, your neck, anywhere he could reach with his lips.

“Whatever you say, big brother" Billy smirked, not needing any further convincing, slotting himself between your legs, entering you in a single long, hard stroke. You turned your head to the side, unwilling to see his beautiful face scrunch with the pleasure he was getting out of it, out of your pliant body but unwilling soul.

“No, don’t close your eyes” Aleks chastised you, grabbing your face, forcing you to meet his brother's eyes. “You will watch him, all the time. You will watch us take what’s ours. Am I understood, malyshka?”

You nodded, opening your eyes, watching as Billy's mouth fell open in a silent "oh" through wet lashes. He was identical to his brother, down to the freckle under his right eye, and every inch as gorgeous: long, lithe but muscular body, pale skin, eyes dark as night, face of an angel…

You cursed their pretty faces, you wouldn’t be in this mess if it wasn't for them. That was how they had lured you, how they had gotten you alone at the bar. You hadn't wanted to go with them, not really… except you did. One look into those obsidian orbs, and you had been overwhelmed but this strange desire to please them, your body doing as they said even as your mind rebelled inside.

Your friends hadn't noticed anything wrong, of course they hadn't. What woman wouldn't want to be the center of attention of two hotties like those anyway?

They had taken you right there, in the alley outside of the bar, for the first time. Billy pinning your arms behind your back as Aleksander slid his cold, cold hand into your jeans and fingered you, kissing away your tears, chanting praises at you, telling you how tight you felt, how soft and hot and wet inside, how he couldn't wait to feel you around his cock. And just when you had thought it couldn't get any worse, that your fate couldn't get any blacker, Billy's teeth had pierced your skin, right above your breast, and he had drank from you.

“How does she feel, William?” Aleksander questioned, right before twisting your head to capture your mouth in a painful kiss that made your lips bleed.

“Perfect,” Billy moaned, hips pounding into you erratically. He was close “She feels perfect, you know that, Sasha”

Aleks hummed his approval into your lips, releasing them only to lap at the blood staining them.

“Delicious too” He cooed, knuckles caressing your cheek, “So sweet, sweetest little morsel I’ve ever tasted… Is she tight, Billy?"

"Yes… So so tight…"

"Does our little doll need stretching?" He hummed, thoughtful, hand dipping lower, to where his brother was disappearing inside of you. You shook your head, the feeling of Aleksander's finger slipping in with Billy's cock enough to break their thrall.

"Nonononono please, pleasepleaseplease"

"Shhhhh" Billy soothed you, holding your chin up so he could look you in the eye, "It's ok, baby doll, you can take it, can't you?" You could feel your will vanishing, your body going slack against Aleksander's chest, "you can take the both of us like a good girl… Don't you wanna be our good girl?"

"We can help you, teach your body how to take us" said Aleks, adding another finger as his twin started moving his hips again, slowly, leisurely, making you feel every delicious, punishing inch.

"Fuck, Sasha!"

Aleksander's hand was lighting fast, striking his brother on the cheek.

"Watch your mouth in front of our little lady"

Billy simply smirked, clearly enjoying the little bit of pain with his pleasure,

"Whatever you say, boss" He snaked his arms around you, taking you from Aleks, sitting up so he could perch you on his lap. Aleksander bared his fangs at him "I think she's ready" Billy quickly declared, succeeding in deflecting his brother's wrath.

"Are you sure? I don’t want her to feel any pain as I turn her, only pleasure for our perfect girl.”

"I'm sure" Billy confirmed, your own protests going unheard as they manhandled you, trapping you between their bodies, positioning you to their liking.

And then it began.

The stretch was unlike anything you had ever felt as they lowered you, impaling you on their identical cocks little by little, taking turns moving their hips in a well practiced dance, one retreating as the other thrusted another inch in, until they were both buried to the hilt.

Aleksander's hands were everywhere, stroking your arms, your chest, your back, comforting you as Billy kissed away your tears.

"So good for us..."

"Our precious girl..."

"...Milaya devushka"

"Pretty girl, so good for us… fucking perfect…" It was Billy, the first to break, the first to start rocking, to tear a moan from your swollen lips. "Yeah, just like that, just give in… isn't it so much better when you stop fighting us?"

It was. Heavens help you, it was. Your head felt back against Aleksander's shoulder, and he wasted no time in latching onto your neck, sucking a path of purple bruises.

"Aleks" You sighed, feeling his smile against your skin. At least until his brother, ever jealous, demanded your attention by licking at your nipple "... Billy!"

"Yeah, just like that, baby doll, say my name like that again…" His hips gained speed, forcing his brother to match his pace until they were both fucking you in earnest, bouncing your body between them, their perfect little fucktoy. Your cries grew louder.

"Does it hurt, malyshka?"

You nodded your head. Billy nodded with you, mockingly.

"Where does it hurt? Where we're fucking this little cunt?" His hand cupped your core, thumb sliding on your clit, tracing little half circles that had you crying even harder, "I think you're lying… I think you like it"

You tried to shake your head, but he was having none of it.

"You say one thing… but your body says another. I can feel your pussy squeezing us, princess. This greedy little cunt… sucking us in… Sasha feels it too, don't you, brother?"

Aleksander's head had fallen against your shoulder, thrust starting to lose their rhythm.

"Yes… so tight… strangling my cock… begging for more…"

"Oh, we're gonna give it more… fill it up with our come… till it's leaking us all over the sheets… and then… we gonna fuck our come right back in…"

"It's time, little brother…" Aleks swept your hair off your shoulder, placing a long, filthy lick up the side of your neck. You obeyed his silent command, turning your head, giving him more space. That’s when you felt them, dry, hard and long, puncturing your skin, setting every nerve of your body on fire, galaxies of sparks bursting behind your eyelids. Stuffed to the brim with their cocks, it was Aleksander's fangs what made you come one final time.

You were still trembling with the aftershocks of the earthquake, the world shattering orgasm, when Billy pushed his wrist into your mouth, something warm and sweet, delectable and addictive filling your mouth, invading your senses. You hungrily sucked, making Billy hiss.

Something inside you sang at the sound, basking in the little bit of pain you caused him after all he had done to you.

But, voracious as you were, Aleksander still sucked your blood faster, making you lightheaded, your grip on Billy's wrist going slack.

As the life was drained out of you, you felt him place one last kiss on your numb lips, as he whispered,

“Welcome to the family, little sister.”

jake lockley took one look at marc & steven, said bless this mess, and has been minding his own business since

Hey guys just found out I didn't have asks on, now I do. Feel free to make yandere headcanon requests for resident evil,ff7,dc and silent hill. ❤️

Fuck yes!!!

Hello!!!! To all my Resident evil fans who have read my Wesker x reader fic would you be interested in a yandere wesker fic or a yandere fic in general? I am working on the next chapter for "The leap" so please be patient but in the mean time my request box is open!!

With all love Pepper!

I am accepting requests, mostly for resident evil . Send in a ask

- ̗̀ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓  ̖́-

𝐢 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 @dear-yandere 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬! 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦!!

𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨, 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬! 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮.

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𝙰 — 𝙰𝙳𝚅𝙴𝙽𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝗱𝗮𝘆?

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𝙱 — 𝙱𝙸𝙽𝙾𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁𝚂

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴? 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗼 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝘁?

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𝙲 — 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙾𝚁

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗰𝗼𝗹𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗽𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗻𝘁?

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𝙳 — 𝙳𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝙴 — 𝙴𝙲𝙻𝙸𝙿𝚂𝙴

𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗮 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗽 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗿 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗵𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄𝘀?

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𝙵 — 𝙵𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗰𝗮𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝗿𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺?

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𝙶 — 𝙶𝙴𝙽𝙴𝚂𝙸𝚂

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗯𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺?

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𝙷 — 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗮 𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘆𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿𝗲?

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𝙸 — 𝙸𝙽𝙵𝙰𝚃𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽

𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝘇𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝙹 — 𝙹𝙰𝙲𝙺-𝙸𝙽-𝚃𝙷𝙴-𝙱𝙾𝚇

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗽𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

✧༚︒ ࿐ཾ

𝙺 — 𝙺𝙽𝙾𝙲𝙺𝙾𝚄𝚃

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲?

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𝙻 — 𝙻𝙴𝙼𝙾𝙽

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴? 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀? 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻 𝗼𝗿 𝗻𝗶𝗰𝗲?

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𝙼 — 𝙼𝙾𝙾𝙽𝙻𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗶𝗻𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗺𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲?

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𝙽 — 𝙽𝚄𝚁𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙴

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝙾 — 𝙾𝙰𝚂𝙸𝚂

𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝙿 — 𝙿𝙾𝙻𝙸𝙲𝙴

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗳𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗸𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺?

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𝚀 — 𝚀𝚄𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁

𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗯𝘂𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴? 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗳𝗳 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺?

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𝚁 — 𝚁𝙸𝙽𝙶

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗽𝗼𝘀𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝚂 — 𝚂𝙷𝙴𝙻𝚃𝙴𝚁

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝘀𝘂𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗼 𝘁𝗼 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗲𝗰𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝚃 — 𝚃𝙴𝙳𝙳𝚈 𝙱𝙴𝙰𝚁

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗳𝗳𝗲𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

✧༚︒ ࿐ཾ

𝚄 — 𝚄𝚃𝙾𝙿𝙸𝙰

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗲𝗳𝗳𝗼𝗿𝘁 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗽𝘂𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝘆?

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𝚅 — 𝚅𝙰𝙻𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙴

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗱𝗶𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗮𝗰𝘁 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗰𝗿𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗼𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

✧༚︒ ࿐ཾ

𝚆 — 𝚆𝙸𝙻𝙻𝙾𝚆

𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗼𝗺 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

✧༚︒ ࿐ཾ

𝚇 — 𝚇𝚈𝙻𝙾𝙿𝙷𝙾𝙽𝙴

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗿𝗲𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

✧༚︒ ࿐ཾ

𝚈 — 𝚈𝙾𝚄𝚃𝙷

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗹𝗶𝗳𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗺𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗶𝗿 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴?

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𝚉 — 𝚉𝙴𝚁𝙾

𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗱𝗼 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗲𝗳𝘁?

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WONDERFUL NEWS !!

No Thanks is an app you can download to scan barcodes of products to find out if they are Israeli in origin. It is now finally available on the App Store for Apple users!! Happy boycotting, everyone!!

For Android/Google Play: It is also available there too!!

Oh! Is it possible to ask for yandere headcanons of Heisenberg kidnapping a foreign female darling (doing her masters abroad), please? Thank you for considering!

Of course!!!

- while getting your masters abroad, for the purpose of research for their masters thesis, leading them to an small town in Romania,

-you and some others from your university boarded in an nearby house, spending your days an a temporary research lab. For an study funded by the umbrella corporation. (is this what people with masters thesis do? I just started college so i dont know).

-somehow heisenberg got loosely involved within the study, inquiring about results, offering resources. and making conversation with your professor. He soon took over the study, due to it being useful in his quest to take over mother Miranda. essentially holding you and your research team hostage to resarch mother Miranda’s powers and weaknesses.

-You where ordered to deliver lab reports to the factory. You where shaking with both fear and cold when you pressed the buzzer. The door immediately ripping not long afterwards. Was he waiting by the door for your arrival?

-he took the heavy stack of files you offered him "the lab reports you asked for sir" he thumbed through the papers, checking them. "Is there anything else you need sir" you asked with your best retail voice. "Everything's here" he muttered to himself. "I will bring more files as they are created, thank you sir" you turned away "where the fuck yer going" you froze "so-so sorry sir" your voice cracked with fear. "I need you for something" he gestured for you to come in. You hesitated, fearful of his possible intentions. "Come on, come on" he said, walking into the pitch black room. You rushed after him to prevent angering him further.

- he led you through the factory, stopping in front of an closed door. He pulled out an crowded keyring, unlocking the door. You where surprised to see that the room wasn't an blood soaked laboratory, but an inhabited room with heating and traces of life. Karl gestured to the fireplace "feel free to warm yourself up" his voice low and husky. He took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves, his button down to tight to pull up beyond his forearm. He walked till behind you "Here... Lemme take your coat buttercup" you could feel his body's vibration from talking on your back.

-the sudden feeling of his warm calloused hands made you jump, he pulled you coat off and tossed it onto the rack. Not budging from his spot behind you. His hot humid breath on the cold skin of your neck, exposed and defenseless to him. He suddenly leaned into you, his neck and chin scratchy, his skin warm,His nose buried in you hair. He deeply and slowly inhaled your scent. His chapped lips landed on your neck. You quicky jerked away in shock. "It's been so long, I loose control sometimes" his grin audible In his voice. "Sorry babydoll, you make me loose control sometimes".

-you sat down at the fire, staring at the floor with your cheeks flushed. Untill Karl sat next to you, with two drinks.

-grossed out by the taste, you quickly gulped it down. Cringing at the burn it left going down. "How is it" he chuckled slightly at your reaction "strong" you said before going into an coughing fit. "sorry baby".

-for what felt like an enternity he talked, at one point you stopped listening due to your increasing fatigue. Your head blurry and thoughts slow. At some point he seemed to be talking to you, you nodded along to whatever he was saying. He held his palm out, offering his cigar. But due to your state that gesture confused you. He chuckled ,"fuck, I might've given you to much baby" he pulled you onto his lap, leaving sloppy kisses on your temple. Which you barley felt due to the drugs he slipped you. He took an long drag of his cigar, and put his lips onto yours. Blowing the smoke into your mouth. You coughed.

-"let's get you to bed" he swept you up into his arms and carried you off to some room buried deep in the winding halls of his factory. Pulling off the top layers of your clothes. Leaving you in an tank top and underwear. He slipped his large warm hands under your shirt, whistling in appreciation at the soft skin he felt. "Your beautiful baby, but I gotta let you get some rest" unclipping your bra and pulling it down.

-the doorbell rang, "god fucking dammit" he stormed over to the door. "The fuck you want" he growled towards the visitor, as they looked up in fear. "Here's what you asked for sir" one of your lab partner's meekly held up an box of your clothes. Looking guilty for their role in your abduction.

-your classmate, Shawn , who you had developed some sort of friendship with ,was the only one to break the silence. "Are we just going to let this happen" "shut the fuck up Shawn, your going to get us killed" "we can't just leave her". The speaker outside his factory fuzzed to life "Get the fuck off my property before I send the lycans". Finally managing to scare them all off. He returned to your side. Grabbing your small hand from under the covers. Using his powers , small bits of metal rose from the ground and gathered around your ring finger. Forming an rough engagement ring tight around your finger. He brought you hand to his lips,and kissed the rough metal. Muttering to himself "Frau Heisenberg" he smiled "my wife"

(I hope that you enjoy this, sorry if it's bad or cringey. To anyone who reads this feel free to send in suggestions for other topics. Constructive criticism is highly appreciated!!! Love you all❤️❤️)

OCD is one of those mental illnesses that people show support for until they learn about what fucked up intrusive thoughts result from it. I’ve literally seen someone on here put in their byf “don’t follow if you have OCD with [insert intrusive thought here].

A lot of OCD intrusive thoughts are very terrible sexual ones involving the potential to harm loved ones...except these thoughts make YOU suffer, not other people. They aren’t true desires and beliefs; they’re called “intrusive” for a reason.

I’ve literally isolated myself out of fear from my intrusive thoughts, assuming I would hurt someone if I got close. So, it’s disappointing, to say the least, that people will think of you as terrible for what your mental illness already makes you feel terrible.

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