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Evil. ( Antisepticeye. ) (PSA)

[ WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES KIDNAPPING AND MENTIONS OF TRACKING DOWN SOMEONE. DON'T DO THAT!!! DON'T HARASS PEOPLE AND DEFINITELY DON'T DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS KSJSKSJS. ]

His wispy green hair. His gorgeous blue eyes. His delicate smile.

You.

Wanted.

It.

All.

His joy-filled laugh. His heartbreaking cries. His shouts of rage.

They.

Would.

Be.

Yours.

You smiled gently at the Irish man tied to the wooden chair. You had successfully captured the love of your life, and you felt extremely accomplished.

After tracing his location, you had snuck into his home just before he returned from shopping, and put him under via a rag drenched in Desflurane. It's amazing what chemicals can do, you had thought as you dragged the YouTuber to your beloved shack in the middle of nowhere. You had tightly bound his hands to a wooden chair, as well as his legs, so that he wouldn't escape. You had planned this out so well!

You gasped as the love of your life began to slowly open his beautiful eyes.

"Good, you're awake. I was hoping you would be!"

He groaned lightly as he awoke. Poor thing, he must have a headache from when you slammed the back of his head against the wall! Poor baby..

"I'm sorry Seán, I didn't mean to hurt you. How's your head feeling?" You asked softly, furrowing your eyebrows in dismay. There was a long moment of silence, before he spoke. His mesmerizing voice was hoarse, and it sounded like he could barely breathe as he replied.

"What the... Fuck...?" The Youtuber murmured, looking down at his bound hands. You could tell that he was a little panicked--he just have remembered what happened..

"Oh, I guess I should introduce myself. Call me (Y/N), okay?" You gently knelt down in front of him so you could meet his eyes. Fear was forming in those wonderful irises, which you didn't exactly like, but, who could blame the poor fellow?

"Don't you worry my favorite boy, the pain will wear off soon. Anyway, welcome to your new home! Oh, don't worry about making Youtube videos anymore, because I already deactivated your account. Ah, and guess what? We're going to get married in a few months! Aren't you so so so excited?! Oooooh, and also--"

"WHO. THE FUCK. ARE YOU?!" Seán shouted, which gave you quite a shock.

"I want to go home, take me home!" He struggled against the ropes you had tied, which made you very, very angry. In seconds, you backhanded the love of your life, and huffed.

"I already told you, I'm your fiancée!" You growled, folding your arms across your chest.

"Y-you bitch," he stammered, his breath getting shaky. Something about his entire body language began to change; his shoulders slumped over, he held his head low, and most importantly, his hands were curled into fists. You tilted your head, a little worried about your fiancé.

"Babe...?"

Suddenly, he fell jumped up in his chair, and the back legs of said chair broke immediately. You gasped, running to grab your baseball bat that you had brought just in case this had happened. When you turned, however..

"Where did he go?" You asked, your voice becoming very tense as you looked around the shack.

He was gone

"Where the FUCK--" before you could finish your sentence, a hand wrapped around your mouth, another around your waist. The hands brought you to the ground as you twisted and turned, trying to escape this grasp... But, to no avail.

"S-SEÁN, HELP ME!" You cried out, hoping the love of your life would save you. However, a familiar voice behind you replied:

"S̹̩̟̳̤̎͋͡e̯̹͙̘͕͎ͨ̽̔̔̒ͫ́̚á̶̘͙̱͖͎̥̱͐n̰̪͆̆͐̈́ͯ̕ ̡̫̻̣̣͇̥͊ỉ͈͡s̯ͦ̓̏ͤͨ̃̚n͙̺̣̩̎ͮ͂ͬ'̸̟̝̟̼͈̹̑ͅt̠̳͙̂̓̀ͬͫ͐ͅ ̨̭̪̋̍̿̄̇ͨ̔h͚̠͈̎͋͐͋e͏̟̯r̔ͤ͆ͦe̯͈̭̥͆ͣ͛ͭ̔ͥ̀ ̳̣ͦͧ̋͂̿a̴̠͇͎̱̠̼̐̈́̆͐ͬ̓́ń̍̋̓̄҉̺̙̺̖y͉̘̦͈̒̉̒̾̆͊m͍͐o̵̪̲̦̩̩̟r̩̪̺ͤ͂̊́̍͒́̀e̖͋̽́̅̏͌̒."

No.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO

This wasn't happening.

As he pinned you to the ground, your eyes widened immediately. Blood was dripping from his sliced neck, and his eyes were a now a deadly black color. Everything that you had loved about him was gone.

"HELP ME!" You cried out. The glitch slammed your head against the concrete, making your vision blur.

"S̷̤̹ͭ̔̔̚o͚͢ ̫̥͑̌ͨn̼͚̜̦̼͉̻̾ͤͩ̏̎̉̐ơ̱̙ͤͬẁ̦̞̙̃̐ͦͧ ͖͎̯̄̈̓ͥ̈̋I͓̦̰'͙̩̜̥̬͡M̪͑̓ͮ ̔̍͟t̵̺͇̖͐̀̓h͚̳̼͂ͯͣͬ̃̃̊e͍̺̻͇̹̰̘ͤ̚ ̤̱̣ͯ̚͞b̢̌̽͆͆ä̰́͛ͤ͘d͕͌̽ ̪̈͌͆̀͡ͅg͕̹͙͈̈ͣ̍͌̓̂̓u̶̪̤̬̘ͫỳ̪͌?̟̌̾̌́ͣ̂ͮ́" Asked Anti with a wide smile. He began to strangle you as a laugh escaped his perfect lips.

"Y̝̰̍̆̿o̩͈̍͋u͈̠̜̱̰͉͎ͫͪ͌ͯ ͇̬͙͍̖͔ͩ̌̔̈́̔͜ͅm̛̼͈̤͆̃̊ͥ͒̽e͖̘̥̳̮͂ͣ͂s̷s̵͔̮̜̣̏ͤͩͥ̀́ ͑̇̊̓͐ͬw̩̖̰̜͓̪͖i͎̺͈̙͕͔͆̔̓́t̵̬̣̙̗̺̫ͯ́̇̾͌h̔̾͌͑ͫͦ͋ ͖̜͚̪̳̇̇̽̎̓͢t̖̩̥̮hͦ̅ͨͩ̉̏e̴͓̺̤̟ͤ̃͂̋̎̓ ̹̖̩̲̯͂̿̄͛͒̄ͅb̙̌ṷͫ̓̎̄̈̿̄l̹̤̘͚̠̻̽ͦ̅͑ͅl͉͚͕̾ͅ,̼̘̼̅ͦ̃̊̈ ͙͉̰̞̯̫y̻̖͚̜̋͆̌̓̈́̍̚ő̳͑ͤ̏̍͑̊͜u̗͈ͬ̈̅̃ͮ ̮̭͎̞̯͕̐̓g͍͈̱̫̫̼͂ͯͫ͢e̴̻̗͇̠̙͗ͭ̇ͩt͙̟̫͈̘̰ ̰̳̬̟̾͋̾ͯͬ̓̂͟t̅͂͂̂h͉͐ͥ̑ͩ͊̀̓͟ę̘͈̱̬͔̖ͣ̂̏́ ̨̺͉̬̘̱̫̅ͤͮh̩̹̳̞̲ͅó͉r̹̝̟̂ǹ̗̫ͤ͂̄͜s͒̀͗̑̚͝ͅ,̳͖͍̃͞ ͭͦ̆̂́̄͆b̸͖͚̣͈̼̙ͪͩ̆ͪ̂i̳̹̙̩͓̟ͪ̇̇̅̀ṫ̤͞c̤̙̬̥̬̙̟͝h͈͂ͅ." And, with that, the life drained from your eyes, and you fell into a sleep darker than you'd ever had.

This is what you get for being selfish. All you wanted was Seán, but because of everything you did, this is what happened.

His wispy green hair. His gorgeous blue eyes. His delicate smile.

Everything.

Was.

Gone.

His joy-filled laugh. His heartbreaking cries. His shouts of rage.

You.

Would.

Never.

Head.

Them.

Again.

You were H͉͇͉͕͙̹͍͖ͭ͊̐ͦ͞I̯̦̪̥͎̞̠͙͛S̯̜̮͙̦ͣͦ̊͗̉͆̀̀͝ now.

And you would never be anything but that.

Congratulations.

[ This x reader was written to show that stalking and harassing your faves is a BAD idea and you're a horrible person if you do so. ]