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Quarter Quell

Request; Yandere Jungkook, Hunger Games Au

Word Count; 11.2k

Every 25 years there is a Quarter Quell edition of the Hunger Games. Quells mark the anniversaries of the districts’ defeat by the Capitol, and include special celebrations. The Games involves some sort of twist that makes them even more disastrous or difficult to compete in, or watch.

The pixelated screen depicted a zoomed-in image of a middle aged man, smiling glamorously towards the camera lens as he held the microphone to his face and proceeded to the next segment of the show.

His fake snake-like contacts glimmered as they briefly ran across the cue card. Then he refocused his attention back to the camera; opening his overly plump and artificially enhanced lips to announce-

“Next we have the infamous brute of a man, District Two’s treasure and voted most likely to win; Jeon Jungkook!”

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Pen Pal I

Summary- As a lonely person, the idea of exchanging letters with someone apart from society was actually quite appealing to you. In a random act of charity and desperation, you sign up for a pen pal and get paired up with an inmate named Jungkook. The letters were meant to help him cope with prison life, but little did anyone know it was actually driving him more mad.

Warning- Yandere/Prisoner Jungkook x Reader. Mature themes. Mention of mental disorder/

Words; 5.3k

‘Solitude, isolation are painful things and beyond human endurance’- Jules Verne

“Don’t be nervous.”

The older man kindly smiled at you, age making a brief appearance in the form of the wrinkles that graced his eyes when lifting his lips into an expression of sympathy.

Pure fear clawed itself within your stomach, your eyes watering on their own accord and your limbs quivered with panic, the tremors shaking through your entire being. You ducked your head, not wanting anyone to see your moment of weakness, but also knowing that you couldn’t bear having your unfiltered emotions put under these strangers’ microscopes for them to cruelly dissect for their sick entertainment.

Your throat felt all too dry, the esophagus was almost trying to strangle you into silence with the way it began to feel parched and scratchy without reasonable cause. Your chapped lips pursed themselves, another form of your body attempting to quiet you without consent of the owner of said body.

You took a deep breath, although your lungs seemed to have shrivelled up and stubbornly denied any new oxygen. A choking noise escaped you as you briskly tried to obtain ownership of your missing voice.

“I-I…don’t know where to start.”

Your voice was bleak and raspy sounding even to you. When the vibration of your own tone pierced your ear drums, you ducked your face even further away from peering gazes. It was the sound of an utterly defeated woman, a broken shell and a foolish imp who is just now suffering her consequences as life finally chose to let the weight of her naive actions crumble her weak frame. You didn’t deserve any sympathy. Shame dusted your face ruby red, and a hot tear trailed down your pale and fear-stricken face.

“Well, the beginning is always a good place to start any story.” The father-like man soothed, his voice sounding like thick honey, not too deep or domineering but also thick enough to fill the room with his message.

You shuddered one last time and gulped down any last fantasies you had of completely running away from this gladiator-like platform into the safety of your humble nest, away from anyone who wouldn’t understand you. You couldn’t let him win.

“I-I….I have a-always been afraid of the world.”

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rosie-tyler

Frankenstein (2025) dir. Guillermo del Toro + paintings

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this is so sad. all this puppy has to sleep on is a baby banana with a half slice cheddar blanket

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how it feels to be aware of your paranoias btw

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sharp objects (2018)

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Jason Mowry, “Circle”, watercolor and gouache. Was born and lives in Ohio.

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Me searching x reader fics after gaining a new fictional crush after watching a movie/serie

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MY HEART JUST MELTED OH MY GOD

🥺🥹😭🤧🥹😭

rneliflua

no offense but some of y'all should really consume more weird media ok some of y'all are ready to clutch your pearls at the mere sight of the slightest offbeat concept in speculative fiction and this can't go on