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champagnehenssey

2 months ago

You’d think as a writer I’d be good at spelling. You’d think.

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champagnehenssey

4 months ago

guys lwky don’t scroll down for my past works they lwky scary like I wrote them like maybe early 2023/late 2022 (they’re corny and I’m embarrassed 😭)

they just don’t have my new writhing style..or my new rawness so beware

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champagnehenssey

2 years ago

Yandere Hawks x Fem. Reader

Warning: Obsessed Hawks, guilt trapping, manipulation, forced affection, stalking, and name calling(baby bird, hon, love bird, birdie..etc)

He studied you.

From the way you eat, how you talk ,your personality, and how you interact with others. He couldn’t understand how someone could be so perfect.

He followed you home. Hiding in a nearby tree with his camera taking pictures of you every moment. Especially when you change or take a bath. Your skin looks so soft and nice. Your body is impeccable he sometimes dreams of fucking you, touching your sweet sweet body.

When you closed the blinds. He was disappointed now he can’t see his sweet birdie. When you go out the next day he places security cams and hides all over your house. Now he can watch you anytime he wants.

You started working at his agency as an personal assistant. He loves the way your work outfit hugs your body and those sweet thighs oh how he wants to fuck you so bad right now. But he can’t not right now not until he gains your trust.

It was a few months into your new job. Everyone treats you nicely will maybe the occasional rude remark but hey it was going well until Hawks had asked you come to his office.

“Hey hon” his slightly raspy voice speaks out. Hon, baby, baby bird, love bird oh how the list goes on. He loves to call you pets names you ignored it considering well it was Hawks the notorious flirty playboy.

But his tone was a bit different when he used it now. “You asked me here?” You questioned him he looked at you with an intensity that you never seen on his face before. I mean sure he looks at you with care in his eyes but you never questioned it maybe it was a bird thing?

It wasn’t a bird thing. He fucking adored you. From the moment you walked into his office all shy and awkward his heart skipped many beats. “Come here” he made a hand motion asking you over. Slightly confused before you could even speak his hands wrapped around your waist and hand lifted your chin.

“Uh- Hawks I don’t think this appropriate-“ he shushed you. “Be with me” he said his voice was confident but his eyes oh they spilled everything. Nervousness, love and another emotion you couldn’t really identify.

“Huh?” You questioned you where very confused right now you get called into his office and now he’s confessing to you? This must be Hawks playing a joke on you.

“Be with me baby, you could live a life of Luxury, you’ll never have to work a day in your life, and you’ll be with me” he sounded not him right now like he needed no, demanded you to. “Hawks I don’t thin-“ he cut you off “Why? I can give you anything you’ve ever wanted, I can give you love that you wouldn’t find any where else in the world” he looked mad to say the least his grip on your waist slightly tightened.

“I’m sorry I just don’t like you like that” you said trying to pull his hand off your waist. Now he looked really mad. “I really, really didn’t wanna do this baby bird but you just had to make it difficult” his hand moved from your waist.

“Uh? What’re you talking about” you where now a bit scared Hawks looked mad like genuinely mad. “What can’t I give you sweetheart?” He questioned then he suddenly pulled out a syringe filled with a liquid. Okay now you where scared you tried to open the door to leave and get the hell outta here. But it was to late he struck and your screams where muffled.

“Shush birdie lemme take care of you hm?” He whispered into your ear.

Authors Note: What’s was the other emotion? Lol how’d I do?

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