Imagine hunting down your darling F/O as a beast hunts is prey.
Stalking them from the shadows, silent and anticipating.
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Imagine your villainous or yandere FO torturing you, either with your consent or not.
(pain, injury, aftercare)
Maybe they use their hands, gloves or bare. Their knuckles strike you, raising bruises, splitting your lip and making you taste copper.
Maybe they use a whip. They strip your shirt off and give you lashes that raise bright red stinging welts.
Maybe they use knives. They trace the point across your tender flesh, just deep enough to draw blood in swirls and slashes.
Maybe they burn you, with hot pokers, or lit cigarettes. The hear searing and leaving little red marks in the wake of each press.
Whatever they do to you, it leaves you breathless and panting, sweat dripping down your body as your nerves light up.
When it’s done, your F/O coos over you, stroking your now so sensitive body gently with their fingers, even if you flinch away instinctively.
They kiss your raw and tender flesh, paying attention to all the places that they hurt you.
They brush your hair out of your face, away from your sweaty brow and kiss you there too.
And then they kiss your breathless lips, pressing themselves against your battered body, savoring the sweetness of your mouth just as they did your pain.
They tell you how much they love you.
Imagine making a life sized doll of your darling F/O.
You spend lots of time getting the features of the doll just right, comparing the face to pictures of your F/O that you took in secret.
You make sure the measurements are just right too.
And finally when it’s time to dress the doll, and you sneak into your F/Os house to get some of their clothes. After all you have to get it just right.
Of course, since you’re there, you might as well make a good comparison.
So you bring the doll to show your F/O. You’re sure they’ll love it.
Imagine your yandere or villainous F/O holding the blade of a knife to your throat.
Your breath quivers as you feel the icy cold metal on your soft skin, contrasting with your F/O’s hot breath against you.
They tell you to hold still, that they won’t hurt you…
Imagine your yandere F/O keeping a piece of you
preserved forever in a specimen jar.
or
Imagine keeping a piece of your darling F/O preserved forever in a specimen jar.
I love you so much that I will re-order time to spend more of it with you.
Nothing can keep me from you forever.
Imagine your yandere or villainous F/O chaining you up until they’re satisfied that you love them enough.
They visit you constantly, kissing you, stroking your hair, telling you how much they love you and want you to be theirs.
They show you the collar that theyve picked out for you, and they’re so excited to put it around your neck.
Imagine your yandere or villainous F/O hunting you down after they’ve decided you have to be theirs.
Nowhere you go is safe from them; they are always watching you, waiting to make their move. For a while they savor the thrill of the chase, shadowing you always, keeping you uncertain when they will finally claim you.
Then one night, while you’re alone, you feel a breath on the back of your neck, and arms snaking around your body.
“You’re mine,” they tell you. You will never escape them again.
Imagine being brainwashed to love your yandere or villainous F/O.
It starts slow, maybe you try to resist, but whatever methods they use, you can’t stop it from taking hold. You try to remind yourself of all of the reasons that you hate them, or would reject them, but it slowly falls away under a growing glow of loyal adoration.
By the end, there is nothing you want more than the tiniest crumb of their acknowledgement and affection. You would do anything to please them, no matter what it was, or how much you would have hated it before.