Your most devoted fan writes smut better than published authors.
β‘ Book. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.
β‘ Word Count. 882
β‘ Yandere! Fanboy who, for all intents and purposes, is a perfectly respectable and terrifying CEO. A man whose mere presence turns lesser businessmen into stammering fools, whose icy logic and ruthless decision-making have built an empire that rivals your own. A man whose word is law.
β‘ Yandere! Fanboy who, unbeknownst to the world, has been your fan since before he even had money. Who spent his young adult years on obscure forums dissecting your every role with an autistic level of scrutiny. Who still, to this day, maintains multiple burner accounts solely to defend your acting prowess against braindead takes on social media.
β‘ Yandere! Fanboy who, in a moment of uncharacteristic impulse, wrote a fanfiction about you. A smut fanfiction. Not just any smut fanfiction. The single most well-written, emotionally devastating, and graphically detailed piece of literary pornography to ever grace the internet.
And now theyβre reading it.
β‘ Yandere! Producer who is too old, too tired, and too responsible for this shit. Who has spent years molding you into the perfect actor, watching you cycle through persona after persona while maintaining the same dead-inside look when the cameras are off. Who knows you better than anyone else.
β‘ Yandere! Producer who was handed a link to the fic during a shareholder meeting by some snickering assistant who clearly didnβt expect him to open it immediately.
β‘ Yandere! Producer who has now read five paragraphs of shockingly poetic filth detailing the slow, agonizing corruption of your character in disturbingly accurate prose.
Who sits there. Still. Silent. Unblinking. Processing.
β‘ Yandere! Producer who takes exactly 30 seconds to close the tab before slamming his laptop shut with enough force to rattle the table.
βI need everyone in this room to shut the fuck up.β
The boardroom, previously murmuring, falls into an immediate and terrified silence.
β‘ Yandere! Producer who turns his head ever so slightly toward his assistant.
βWhere the fuck did you get that.β
β‘ Yandere! Rival who was only supposed to be doomscrolling when he found it.
Who clicks on the link out of pure curiosity, fully expecting some unhinged nonsense about you. Heβs read fanfiction beforeβusually the type that makes him laugh. But this? This is a masterpiece.
β‘ Yandere! Rival who starts skimming at first, but then actually starts reading, and then suddenly heβs two chapters deep and gripping his phone like it personally insulted his mother.
Who realizes with slow, dawning horror that whoever wrote this knows you.
Knows how you move. How you breathe. How you hesitate and second-guess, how you arch into phantom touches like itβs instinct, how your voice might catch when someone whispers filth into your ear.
β‘ Yandere! Rival who knows you but suddenly realizesβmaybe not as well as he thought.
Who slams his phone down, stares at the wall for a full minute, then picks his phone back up because heβs already at the good part and at this point, heβs committed.
β‘ Yandere! Hater who absolutely did not read it on purpose.
Who got sent the link by some dipshit in his DMs and thought it was going to be another one of those hilariously bad fics where youβre written like a brainless twink with the emotional range of a spoon.
β‘ Yandere! Hater who clicked the link expecting garbage but instead got hit with the most well-written, visceral, and disgusting smut he has ever had the displeasure of reading.
Who hates that itβs good.
Who hates that every detail is so painstakingly accurate that heβs actually rereading sentences just to process how well the author captured the way your hands shake when youβre suppressing emotion, the way your eyes flicker in that split-second of weakness before you lock it all down.
Who hates that he has to stop halfway through to get a drink because heβs actually heated over the fact that some random nobody on the internet understands you this well.
Who is sitting on his bed, beer in one hand, phone in the other, furious as he keeps reading because, at this point, heβs in too deep.
Who, upon finishing, just throws his phone across the room.
βWhat the fuck.β
Meanwhile, somewhere in his high-rise office, β‘ Yandere! Fanboy is sipping his morning coffee, watching the AO3 comment section flood with new messages.
He sees the new kudos, the bookmarks, the whispers of awe in the tags.
And he smiles.
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General TAG LIST of βWhispers In The Darkβ: @keisocool , @elvabeth , @elloredef , @mjsjshhd , @lem-hhn , @yuki-istired , @lilyalone , @starryperson , @yandreams-storageblog
β€οΈ Fang Dokja’s Books.
β‘ Book 1. A Heart Devoured (AHD): A Dark Yandere Anthology
β‘ Book 2. Forbidden Fruits (FF): Intimate Obsessions, Unhinged Desires.
β‘ Book 3. World Ablaze (WA) : For You, I’d Burn the World.
β‘ Book 4 [you are here]. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.
β‘ Book 5. Ink & Insight (I&I): From Dead Dove to Daydreams.
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