#obssessed

[oncce-againn]

Pls stop flirting w me I will become obsessed

[daintydolldiary]

How to beg someone for attention without directly begging someone for attention???

[c0sm1cp0tat0]

Yandere! Saja Boys x Reader

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6.

You lost your boyfriend recently. He had been loving. Caring. With him, you'd felt like everything was a bit...lighter. Like the horizons were a little bit brighter. It was loving relationship.

He'd kiss you on the cheeks, and comment on how soft your hair was. You'd turn back to him and lunge at him, pressing your open mouth to his. Those were the type of days you spent.

You sat now, in your lonely empty house, scrolling your phone. He was gone now, and the world felt grey. Your grief wasn't like everyone else's. When losing a loved one, anyone would shut themselves in and do nothing. Not you. You'd done everything-- that extra bit at work, worked out to the max, followed your diet, talked too much to your colleagues and now you were invited to a party.

You just didn't care anymore. Couldn't be bothered to fight in your own mind. Couldn't be bothered in the least to not do something you were used to doing everyday. The pain was too much.

It was that faithful evening you were walking towards the said party. You were walking past a performance. A new boy band. Was it their debut?? Had they always been there?? You didn't know. You didn't know what day it was. What year it was. If you looked up and blinked properly, you would see you and your boyfriend chatting and laughing happily on that bench by the alleyway.

"You're my soda pop~"

"My little soda pop~"

They were quite the lookers, you could see that beyond your grief. You looked up properly now. The music was good-- not good good, but offered that temptation. That deceit. They weren't sweet like they appeared. They were dripping in their own misery. Just like you were. Even more so.

Everything was heightened to the max-- their looks, too good to be real. Body proportions inhuman. Their movements, too fluid and synchronized to be human. They were all in synergy as if joined by one life force.. Their overly bright outfits matching to perfection. Every last inch of them-- their movements-- their charms-- were perfect.

It caught your attention for a minute, then you looked away, disinterested again.

Gotta get to that party. Gotta forget.

They better have good booze.

You stalked off, not noticing the five men who still stood on that make-shift stage. Finished with their performance, staring after you like abandoned, volatile dogs. Staring after the woman who'd just casually looked past their cheerful human façades, seen the ugliness that lurked inside, identified with it, and calmly walked off. Like she hadn't just gained five fresh demon idols pining after her.

"Who's she?" Abby leant an elbow on Baby's shoulder, who for once didn't shrug away. His large, deceitfully doe-like eyes still fixated on the retreating figure of you in the distance.

"Didn't even stick around to watch like the rest," Romance snickered, a hand subconsciously running through Mystery's blueish-grey locks.

Jinu's eyes flashed molten gold. "She saw. I felt it. She knows what we are."

"And she just left??" Romance reasoned, bewildered.

"She doesn't care." Baby's calm voice of melted caramel murmured. There was unmistakable intrigue in his voice. Alot of it. Perhaps even surpassing intrigue into something else-- a liking.

"Gwi-ma will go crazy if he finds out a human knows about us." Abby chuckled. Jinu bit the inside of his cheek.

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You were drunk. To say that would be an understatement. No one could see it at first glance. But you had that slight stumble. In your high heels, you couldn't walk in a completely straight line.

But you were on cloud nine. A smile on your face. Successfully, you had forgotten your woes in the lovely embrace of expensive chardonnay.

You grunted, holding your hand out for a taxi on the side of the road. It wizzed on right past you. Asshole.

You subconsciously stumbled backwards, only for the back of your head to bump against a solid chest. You turned. There stood a man. Black hair, pale skin. His facial features, height, even expression, were all a blur to you. He had black hair and pale skin, the typical traits of a Korean male. The very same as your late boyfriend.

He looked like your boyfriend. You reached up, small hands hooking around the collar of whatever sort of top he was wearing. You pulled.

Jinu complied without thinking. He never would bend to anyone's will. But something about your cute little smile. Those flushed cheeks. Your dark, soft looking hair. More than anything, those dark, blissful eyes. They were beautiful, unclear, but still beautiful.

But how was he to react, when, next thing he knew your plumpy lips were on his?? Moving too. Sucking, licking. He went rigid. It was like a trigger was pulled. His face heated up. This girl. This small, beautiful, dumb little thing was kissing him in such a-- an aggressive, but soft, delicate way.

You pulled away before he could even comprehend fully the kiss, your small arms wrapping around him as you sobbed into his chest.

"Ah-- Hangyeol-- I missed you!! My baby, my love...you came back to me!!"

Ah, she had someone else written in her heart. And she had clearly just... mistaken him for that guy. Lucky guy...Jinu felt a sudden urge to kill that guy. Wherever he was.

"Nothing's been the same. I'm doing everything the same but nothing really is-!"

His hands came up behind her back. And slowly, very hesitantly, he patted your back soothingly.

"Fuck...did she just do what I think she..." Abby voices silently from behind the corner, watching in awe.

"Little minx." Romance grunted roughly, but he was smiling. Very wide. He wanted that. He wanted that little lady's lips on his as well. No matter what. And he knew that for a fact, he wouldn't rest until he got it.

He didn't know why he felt this way. To what he owed this new rush of... sensation. Of feeling that wasn't misery or shame but... something else. Something refreshing and new and sweet.

Judging by the looks of the rest of them, especially Jinu, the victim of your kiss, Romance knew it was the very same as himself.

"Say somethin'...wanna hear your voice so badly..." You heard the words leaving your completely wasted mouth, muffled, as you completely buried your face in the oddly large expanse of your man's chest.

"I'm not... Hangyeol--"

You pulled him down again and started smacking kisses all over his face.

Five minutes later, you wiped your mouth. Your boyfriend's face was still blurry to you, but this time it was covered in these lip-shaped red stains.

Oh...you did that?? You giggled, wasted out of your mind.

He lifted you off of your feet. And you threw your arms right around him. Inhibitions who?

"We gotta get her somewhere safe."

"Woah, Jinu, we said we were gonna figure out what she knows...not, y'know, get it on with her..." Abby's voice grated on his already frayed nerves. Jinu had no idea why your kiss had and was affecting him so badly.

"Yeah, and damn, now you wanna keep her safe as well??" Romance questioned in bewilderment.

Baby on the other hand was silently laughing his ass off at the state of Jinu's face. Debauched, covered in bright red lipstick prints. Even Mystery, standing beside him, couldn't help but crack a grin.

Romance wasn't even trying to hide it anymore. The want. The jealousy. The feeling that went beyond the usual wanting to toy around with humans and into something real.

"If I was him I'd never want to wash my face."

The other boyband members paused momentarily and seemed to decide that they too didn't really want to deny what they felt towards her anymore. They nodded in agreement.

Jinu gave away nothing, but insisted on having her head in his lap on the drive home. And though he could have cleansed his face within a second using magic, he didn't.

Romance, who was usually devoid of any emotion on rides home, now had this huge stupid smile on his face that he couldn't wipe off. As did Abby.

"We need to keep her." Baby demanded childishly.

Mystery, who had her feet in his lap, slowly stroked up your legs. Enamoured. "She's so small." He whispered.

When you woke up, your head was pounding. You felt like crying. This wasn't new by any means-- waking up in this random place that you went to with some random man you thought was yours the night before.

It was humiliating, mostly. Partially, enraging.

It was a small punishment, the way you clawed the back of your hand briefly before forcing your eyes open.

Ohhhh shit. Well this was... different.

You were in bed. A particularly large one. When you looked around, the bedroom was too opulent. Too...grandiose for your liking.

Had you landed yourself into a celebrity's bed by accident? It was a thought of jest. But the slight mirth slipped from your sleep-addled brain once the door swung open and you saw who stood at the entrance.

....Who was he again?? You squinted, small form now propped up by the elbows in the middle of the huge bed. You'd seen him somewhere. Dancing, specifically. Purple hair, cropped shirt, showing perfect six-packs. Huge shoulders. You wracked your brain.

Ah fuck it, too much effort.

But you still glared at him, dissapointed in yourself.

This? This was the dude you mistook for your plain and special boyfriend? This six-foot-four mountain of disaster looking guy??

But then, something you hadn't expected in the least happens. Another one steps in. Unlike this tall purple haired handsome monster, he was small. Taller than you, but next to Mr. Abs, he looked like just a baby. His hair was a pastel matcha, eyes big, face shorter and less defined.

"She's awake." The baby one spoke- his voice was surprisingly deep and strong for how he looked.

Another one sauntered in the room just as the smaller one stepped inside. This other one was slightly taller. But slender. His face was covered by this curtain of silky hair. You'd think that sorta hair only suited anime cartoon characters-- but somehow, this guy pulled it off. Just like his look, he exuded a mysterious aura as well.

"She's up!!?" This fourth one was fucking loud and you gave a full body flinch when this pink haired mullet dude stumbled in. His pretty eyes looked around and landed on you. You hiccuped, backing up as he advanced towards you.

They were all very handsome. You'd seen them before somewhere. If only their hair didn't have the colors of the rainbow you'd be able to take them seriously.

"Don't tell me..." Your voice was hoarse. They all paused as if they were hearing the call of a siren, "... you're kpop idols or something?"

"How'd you know?" The last man was inquisitive. When you saw him, you realized who exactly you'd mistaken for your boyfriend.

It was this tall guy. As tall as Mr. Abs. With hair as black as midnight and dark eyes to match. That burned hot with the heat of a million suns as he looked directly at you.

You weren't deterred, somehow. Maybe because, after losing Hangyeol, you didn't really care for anything anymore. He'd been half your personality. Now you just felt nothing. All you wanted to do now was go home and curl up alone on your couch.

"Because-- look at your hair. And your faces."

"You find us handsome~?"

"AHHHH!!" You backed away from the pink haired dude who'd somehow spawned right up next to you without your noticing. Your small form was about to collide with the floor but you quickly turned and landed on your palms and knees.

Wary, you stood up. They watched as if in awe as you brushed yourself off. "I'm sorry for any trouble that I caused yesterday. But I'll be off now."

So small. So fiesty and guarded and yet so clever and polite you were. You were talking through a sobered up alcohol addled system and yet your gaze was full of clarity.

"Fuck," Jinu cursed. Did you not see how stunning you looked? Your cheeks were flushed from that deep sleep. Your lips swollen from biting. Long hair tousled. You stood on those slender legs in this fancy human house and you didn't even care about the state you were in front of THE Saja Boys.

And most of all, your eyes. That stare. You could still see past whatever normal, cheerful façade they had up. But you still couldn't be bothered to look deeper into it.

You stepped forward to reach for your bag, that lay on the nightstand, but then you realized. The pink haired man in the bed had his abnormally large hand around your wrist. You glared at his hand, then shifted your glare up at his handsome face, framed perfectly with those silky pink curls and wisps.

"Let go o'me."

"Do you not wanna know who we are? What we are? Our names?"

He slowly brought your hand up to his mouth, laying a kiss on your knuckles before nuzzling your palm,"I'm Roman. You kissed Jinu. Can't you kiss me too?" Kissed WHO?

He was reverent. You were creeped out. They were all steadily inching closer and closer.

"You're talking too much. Gonna scare her off." Baby snapped. His oversized pastel sweater slipped off a slender shoulder as he came to wrap his arms around you and rest his chin atop your head. You grunted in alarm, squirming, trying to pull away.

However handsome they were, they were still strangers. Also belying his looks and frame, the baby-looking one was strong. Too strong. His arms actually didn't even budge, acting as metal vices around your smaller form.

"Are we supposed to be sucking up to her??" Abby spoke rather confusedly. But his tone was lighthearted too. Despite being a demon, he couldn't bring himself to harbour any sort of dislike towards you.

"I didn't mean to kiss anybody." You blurted. You had an idea of who Jinu was. The smirk on the tall ravenette's face didn't go unnoticed.

"Ah, but do you know who we are? We're the Saja Boys. Second on the charts to Huntrix. And you laid a hand on the leader." Jinu almost mocked, but with a serious undertone.

You were mortified, "I was drunk,"

The midnight-haired man seemingly wasn't interested in arguing semantics, "We won't sue. On one condition." He was growing more and more intrigued by the second. You'd captivated all his band members. And at his imminent threat, you didn't even flinch. You were acting like you had nothing to lose. Just like he didn't.

"Stay here and answer some questions for us." He was cajoling, not demanding. And you didn't know why. Kpop idols had to appear nice and kind to the public but you knew that wasn't really what all of them were.

Especially these ones. They had the darkness. You were familiar with that darkness from when you lost the only thing that had ever made you happy. Your boyfriend.

"Okay, how long will it take?"

"That's for us to know and for you to find out," Abby snickered before Roman effortlessly tugged you back into the silk sheets.

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[onlyfanfictasies]

hiii ! how are you? hope you’re having a good day :)

was wondering if you could write obsessed sukuna x reader please ☺️

thank you!

yesss i gotchu! 😋 and im soso tired literally starting this at 9am w/ no sleep so other then being tired im good! hope you have an amazing year:D ANYWAYS PLS ENJOY I DIDNT PROOF READ!!

obsessed!sukuna can’t let you out of his sight

sukuna was always very clingy, which was normal because so are you. so you just see that as a major green flag, (the muscles on this man block every red flag you’ve ever “seen”)also the fact that everywhere you go you see your big boyfriend standing in a corner. “baby!” you’d call out everytime and rush over to him, though he looks like the actual rudest person on the planet, he blushes everytime you run into his arms.

one day your having a busy day, with school, work right after a hour long lecture and then a doctors appointment after, you have absolutely no time to text anyone or even watch one TikTok video, or a Instagram reel. after work, you shove your lecture notes into your tote bag and bolt out the door with your phone and bag in hand. “ughh, this sucks!” your running to the bus you don’t realize your boyfriend is blowing your phone up. you catch the bus and sit then catch your breath.

“im legit gonna pass out.” you go in your bag and wipe your forehead. “let me call this doctor so he doesn’t cancel my appointment, again.” you call the doctor confirming that your gonna be a couple minutes late. you look around because Sukuna always told you beware of your surroundings, then you see it.. him.

its honestly a bit creepy for a man of his size to be watching you, next to a alleyway just… standing there. you wind up getting scared and calling sukuna and you see the shadow that looks exactly like sukuna grab a phone and answer, he smiles “hey baby.” “hi babe.. uh, where are you?” your voice is shaky. “just out, why you okay?” you wanna believe him.. so you do, you nod and walk to your doctors appointment and forget about this whole thing.

when you got home that night sukuna looked tired on the couch, he looks loving, not that stalkerish straight face he had in the alleyway earlier. “hi baby” he lets out a rough grunt and doesn’t even look up from his phone. your confused, he never acted like this before.. “uhm, did you eat?” “i know you saw me.” your heart drops. “what?” he smiles, not his normal smile its a unsettling menacing grin. “you scared of me? hm, scared of your boyfriend stalking you now?” he stands up and before you can even finish blinking he grabs your throat firmly but not roughly pressing you against the wall. “sukuna..”

“do you still love me?” his voice menacing. “y-yes..” “be honest doll.” you look into his eyes, they look so.. different. “yes, yes of course i love you baby” you can’t help but feel scared, and he can definitely tell so he lets go of your throat and rubs your cheek with his thumb. “you scared?” his mocks. “im not gonna hurt you, you know that doll.” he tilts his head. “I know.. it’s just, a bit creepy the way you were watching me from the alleyway ryo.” he smirks and nods, listening. “i love you, but you don’t have to watch my every move, I promise I’m not cheating.” “i know your not, i trust you.” you nod at his response and sigh. “so what now doll?” you look up into his eyes. “i know you wanna ask me something.” you look away and fidget with your hands as his hands drop to his side.

“are you obsessed with me?”

“yes”

“ive never loved anyone more then i love you, I actually think i can live without you my love.” you don’t know what to say. “so yes, im obsessed with you, i have your pictures all over my house, my phone, my books, car I take you everywhere with me even if your not there, id actually kill for you y/n.” his voice sounds oddly calm for someone who’s confusing their obsession with their girlfriend. “so what, your gonna leave me now? because if you do my obsession will only get worse-“ “it’s hot.” you look up at him and shrug. “what?” he looks genuinely confused. “it’s hot? that your obsessed with me even though im yours, forever.” you smile. “I mean I won’t lie, im obsessed too.” he smiles with you and kisses your cheek and whispers.

“trust me babydoll, not as much as me.”

“ugh your so hot whe your like this, be like this more?” you kiss his neck and rub his bicep. “what are you doing?” “i like you like this, scarily hot.” he chuckles and looks into your eyes and grins then rubs your head. “love you doll.”

©onlyfanfictions don’t steal my work i spend a lot of time on every single thing i make, i hardly have the brainpower to make it lol. no ai thank you.

[cocytus-cain]

I'm pathetic when it comes to you. I'll never let you see how deep it goes.

[raspyjuani-artandmore]

I gotta say some yanderes can with me... hahaha My darling Misa being a cute creep

[rafkaoc]

Kurt Wagner, our beloved Nightcrawler. Our Night sky full of toxin 🥰

[devotedtodarling]

block anyone and everyone who's ever said anything remotely romantic to you. block anyone who's ever flirted with you. block everyone you've ever dated. block everyone you think is attractive. block everyone you used to have a crush on. block anyone that talks to you a little too much. block anyone that wants to "hang out" (steal you away from spending time with me). block anyone who calls you pretty. block anyone who even says a kind word. you don't need any of them, you only need me.