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𝖄𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖊𝖗𝖊 𝕬𝖕𝖔𝖑𝖑𝖔 𝖜𝖎𝖙𝖍 𝖆 𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖐 𝖉𝖆𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖌

Yandere Apollo x Human Female darling

Note: kidnapping, manipulation (soft),Gaslighting, Yandere content

Revised and Rewritten

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In this scenario, Apollo's sweetheart was kidnapped and held in his golden temple, until one day she finally decided to try and escape. However, to her misfortune, it was a very bad time to try to escape through the paths of the Olympian forest infested with supernatural dangers and weather, causing her to get lost and injured by obstacles. Soon, after hours of recovering and walking on new paths, Darling was too weak and bruised to continue deciding to accept death or a miracle would happen, but she didn't know that Apollo had already followed her tracks and was patiently waiting for his darling to become completely vulnerable before springing into action, his greatest yandere side flashing through the gloomy atmosphere seconds before Darling lost consciousness.

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• He'd love to take care of his sweetheart, even more so in such a physically and mentally vulnerable state that forcing darling to depend totally on him to survive would make him a little excited. Not that he likes to see his beloved muse sighing in pain and discomfort, of course not, it hurts his heart. However, this moment will bring out his best yanderes tendencies.

• It's the perfect time to use his best skills, even though he is the god of many gifts. He will have the best chance to express his deep love and affection for his sweetheart because of her vulnerability, as she is too delirious and weak to resist his care, and also to show this naive human how foolish it is to try to depend on herself.

"God, you're such a delicate being, and yet you're daring, too daring not to recognize your fragility in the midst of danger out there, let me take care of you to show you where your safe haven really is."

• Being the god of medicine, he will use his divine knowledge of healing to treat wounds, calm fever and relieve uncomfortable pain in an extremely careful and attentive way, as if it were a moment of intimacy and genuine affection with his beloved, using his best home remedies with the help of his servant muses in the preparation and supervision of his darling so that she doesn't have to move for any unnecessary reason try to run away while they are busy.

• It is so pleasurable for him to massage your small (compared to his) and sore body, paying attention to its plump/slender parts, taking care of the swollen areas, using fragrant natural oils to rub hands from them in such a careful but intense way, being able to feel every part of the tender/thin and sensual skin of his darling that only he is worthy.

• Meanwhile, he's whispering sweet declarations of love, but with a more possessive and discreetly manipulative flavor.

"My little Sunflower, you are too pure and innocent to live in the arid world outside my temple of pure and vivacious gold, a graceful flower that is not worthy of having its beauty and purity worn away by perverse and savage places and beings that so It begs for attention. Therefore, your special soul must be watered and nourished by a great and enlightened star of the day like me..."

• There's no way Apollo can stop manipulating her lovingly, it's almost inevitable for him due to his emotional and sexual dependence on his darling, even more so after finally feeling blessed to find his true love, his soul mate after so many frustrated loves in the past. Such a beautiful, admired, talented and intelligent god was hopeless at having lasting and genuine happiness in love, and now that his darling's desire to escape has caused her to be swooned over in a forest ruled by mystical and unknown creatures that live in the world of the Olympian gods, his heart could no longer take another unhappy ending.

• To make matters worse, the possibility of another god finding her, with the intention of hurting her, kidnapping her or even raping her and taking her away from him and even stealing her most precious new being (which heaven forbid Zeus should know about Apollo's beloved) makes him overflow with fury, increasing his desire to take revenge for all the love tragedies he has suffered during his merciless life. He won't allow his beloved to escape from his unbalanced love in need of reciprocity.

"My effervescent heart, like the star king that reigns over the day, would not allow my beloved, my better half, to distance itself invisibly like the minute winds of the icy east, would you agree to savor my eternal suffering as I sit on my golden throne like gold pure of ivory after I achieved my happiness debt in the form of an insignificant human of divine purpose after experiencing such arduous destinies of love?"

• Gaslighting is inevitable with his subtly desperate speeches of reciprocal love and burning sexual desire for his untouchable lover, now that her physical and mental state will not allow her to reject him for the time being, and consequently it will be even more difficult after she gets better and Apollo's words and touches will echo in her mind as soon as she sees him being softer and more understanding, rather than rigid, with her, even though he is visibly upset by what she has done, causing feelings of guilt in his innocent human even though she has not regretted wanting to run away.

• With Apollo being obsessive, he will deeply admire his darling during the moment she is sound asleep after drinking the relaxing sweet tea they and their servants have made to completely calm her down, and this may last until the sky threatens to lighten, but not before he takes her temperature and feel your heartbeat with your warm hands .

• It is simply magnificent to appreciate the light of the silver moon of Olympus that symbolically honors its sister, the goddess of the moon, sensually highlighting the curves of her beloved's semi -kind body under the soft silk comforter that rests on the bed of the luxurious healer room of her sanctuary. Now that his heavenly lyre is as peaceful as the shy serene on the rise, he can finally rest mentally and give him a passionate kiss on the forehead before going to his cameras and sorting one of his slender servants to stay in the room to provide security there, and necessary servitude all night.

• During the stays of care made by the muses who live in the temple of the admired sun god, serving, flattering and aesthetically representing the divine beauty of art and music, there would be no shortage of genuine dedication to caring for and providing comfort to Apollo's darling, in search of praise and approval from their master. However, over time, the god's obsession spontaneously influences his muses and priestesses , making them want to investigate more about the pure and unique beauty of the young mortal/imortal.

•Finally, the desired human will have beautiful women discreetly idolizing her, which can be confusing for her.

• As Apollo's darling returns to her normal, healthier state, after treatments with herbs and nutritious food, Apollo will reinforce a brief sermon about the dangers of the world now and the wise decision to depend on him to be protected and loved in a passive and romantic way, as he believes that his emotionally charged words of despair in a paternal and loving way that day were enough to maintain his desire in his darling's fragile conscience.

• It is clear that he would become more vigilant in his honey, and to try to prevent her from having time to plan other escapes or more reasons to leave, he would make sure to keep her occupied with common hobbies in the temple, such as music, painting, writing, dancing and a little medicine so that Apollo can also watch his darling presenting her new skills in a private performance in the future. Apollo's muses will love being able to teach the golden god's much-desired darling.

"Now that you have learned your lesson, please, my beloved, submit to me, and you will never have a reason to leave my arms again."

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Finally this is my first writing for Yandere Greek mythology, which made me happy to finally finish it and post it there after so much waiting. Stay tuned for more yandere writings for Greek gods and feel free to make suggestions

𝕰𝖓𝖏𝖔𝖞𝖘 𝖘𝖜𝖊𝖊𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖘 🧁

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Note: Meme, rant, Headcanon Yandere, One shot Yandere

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Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes who are shocked when they discover that you are slowly killing yourself (or rather, have stopped taking care of yourself) and see that your mental and physical health is eroding because of the life you have decided to lead

Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes who see no other option and now they themselves will have to take care of you for you, and so, they finally decide to kidnap you.

Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes will make you completely dependent on them for your new life routine and even your basic needs. This means that they will bathe you themselves, dress you in comfortable and climate-appropriate clothes, cook and feed you in your mouth, make you take medicines and vitamins, take you punctually to medical appointments, blood tests and therapies (or perhaps they will do the exams themselves). Oh! Don't forget the main thing, lots of love and affection even if you refuse ♥️

Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes who will suffocate you with lots of affection, kisses and hugs, or at least, will try to demonstrate their great love for you in soft and attentive touches, looks and ears that are totally helpful to what you do and will talk to you every night how special you are to them, how precious you are

Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes that after 3 months of extreme care, he finally feels more comfortable letting you do your basic needs alone, but with their supervision, but you will still continue to live with him, you will only be able to leave for a while limited and will not allow you to do something that is not good for your health such as sleeping late, eating a lot of junk, accidentally hurting yourself, walking barefoot, otherwise he will go crazy once again and the whole childcare routine will start all over again

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Everything is so peaceful, my body feels relaxed and fresh as if I had taken a delicious bath and received a massage right after. As I lie in a soft bed, on warm, clean duvets and pillows in a silent, soft environment that smells like chamomile (when was the last time I cleaned my room?), everything made me stay in the position I'm in for hours and with eyes closed to relax in this very pleasant moment, maybe I should even go back to sleep.

For a small moment, I seem to have finally escaped my daily problems and routine, as that infernal alarm clock hasn't gone off yet... wait, where am I?!!!!!!!!

I finally realized why everything is so good...

"Good morning, sweetie. How's my sweetie feeling?" The stranger appeared at the bedroom door, which had been open the entire time, and walked towards me subtly as if approaching a fragile and injured animal. Soon, he sat on the side of the bed I was on and placed one of his warm, wet hands on my forehead.

"Your body temperature is normal, your face looks healthier, and your dark circles are gone. It seems like you rested very well, I feel so relieved!" Giving a sigh of satisfaction, and then he placed a kiss on my forehead with that same hand gently grabbing my chin with his thumb on mine. He kept his loving, soft gaze on me.

"Where am I?" My question was automatic, I didn't know if I remained paralyzed or jumped out of bed to run towards the bedroom door that had been open the whole time, suspecting that he was watching me since I was still sleeping, or was already prepared to attack me. rock when I finally woke up.

It wouldn't do any good anyway, since he would have locked all exit access to the outside and would already be prepared for any attack or kidnapping outbreak.

"You are in my house, or rather in our sweet and cozy home that I have prepared for us for the rest of our lives from now on."

"H-What do you mean? What's this story?"

"It's for your own good, Sweetheart, I couldn't bear to see my baby having such a hard and unfair life on the outside..."

"You should't..."

"No, honey, it's YOU who shouldn't do this to me. I believed that you could be independent and take care of yourself while I finished all the plans for us to have the dream life when we could finally move away from this society and all the tiring life and stressful while I would take care of everything to support and protect our home and you would be my beautiful homely wife and totally spoiled by me." He paused, panting after his harsh speech, and slowly calming down. Now, his welcoming expression now seemed like a frightening and overbearing father/mother. "But after I saw you killing yourself to have a minimally comfortable life, I will have to take this position and you will live the life I prepared for you and me from now on."

So, he got up, walked out of the room and then, within a few seconds, came back with a bowl of soup, glass of water and pills all on a tray. I was too shocked to react.

"Your stomach must be empty after you slept so much and ingested all the sedative I gave you." Sitting once again on the bed, now, even closer as he places the tray carefully on his lap, his right hand taking my cheese again with his thumb on my cheek with a firmer grip and the other hand dipping the spoon into the vegetable soup and lifting it towards me. His loving and welcoming gazes were even more intense.

"Now, my Sweetheart, be obedient and open your mouth ♥️"

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Note: Don’t forget to drink lots of water and get plenty of rest 😉

Obsessed and overprotective Yanderes whose you take as many measures as possible so they don't invade your privacy (not even the police can stop you, so you'll have to do it alone). However, any small gap you leave behind, soon they will be breathing down your neck and giving you love until it suffocates you (Good luck is even alive when he finishes his sessions and horribly and hours later he leaves through the window promising to return the next day)

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As soon as you notice a pair of long arms wrapped around your warm and sleepy body, your heart palpitates and you soon break out in a cold sweat, but you start to feel the hug tighter before you make any movement to escape.

"Shhh my little angel, you looked so innocent and vulnerable sleeping like that, even more so unprotected, so I couldn't resist. I have to take care of what's mine" He whispers in his ear, gently tickling, and soon after, a gentle kiss on the forehead.

𝓖𝓸𝓸𝓭 𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓽𝓽𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓷𝓮 ♥️

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I have so many requests to choose from which one should I do first?

Thank you ❤️❤️

Yandere Tywin Lannister and first wife Targaryen reader.

YANDERE TYWIN LANNISTER X TARGERYAN READER

🦁you were the mad kings sister however you did not marry aerys due to the large age gap (12 years) . However you still needed a suitable husband and who better then your brothers hand ?

🦁at first he marries you for political reasons but when he starts asking you questions and understanding you better he realises what a perfect person you are.

🦁gifts you the most expensive things in the world.

🦁loves to play games with you such as chess etc.

🦁when he duels anyone he needs you there because you make him powerful.

🦁try and escape from him and he will lock you away for years and maybe even break your bones until you plead for him to stop.

🦁when roberts rebellion starts he makes Robert swear he won’t touch you or yours and his children since they have targeryan blood.

🦁he wants children boys to be exact but he will never forgive himself or the child if yku died given birth.

🦁has so SO many paintings of you .

🦁he will only write a few love letters to you not loads because he fears that someone else may find them.

🦁likes it when you call him my king (even though he isn’t) because it makes him feel powerful.

🦁he is an unhinged yandere willing to do anything to have you stay with him and that means anything…

🦁just above the middle of worst yanderes to have…

Thank you for this request ❤️❤️

Master list ❤️❤️

A court of thorns and roses:

Platonic inner circle x reader x romantic azriel

Cassian x reader

High lord rhysand x reader

Thesan high lord of dawn x reader

Yandere inner circle x reader romantic

Kallias x reader

Amarantha x reader

My hero academia:

Katsuki bakugo x reader

Endeavour x reader

Eijiro kirishima x reader

Deku x reader

Twisted wonderland:

Azul x reader

Jamil x reader

Vert x reader

Bridgerton:

Poly bridgerton boys x reader

Colin bridgerton x reader

Game of thrones/ hotd :

The mountain x reader

Khal drogo x targeryan reader

Khal drogo x escaped reader

Khal drogo question

Khal drogo x reader smut

Jamie Lannister protected x reader

Maegor x reader

Rhaegar targeryan x reader

Maegor x wife reader with child

Aegon I x reader

Rickard stark x reader

Tywin Lannister x targeryan first wife reader

Jason Lannister x targeryan wife

Aegon I x reader with children

Maegor x male reader

Jaehaerys I x reader

Tyland Lannister x reader

Yanderes who become kings guard for male reader

Otto hightower x reader

Daemon targeryan x reader

Maegor x escapee reader

Ned stark question 1

Stannis Baratheon x reader

Otto Hightower x reader x platonic alicent

Poly viserys and Otto x reader

Poly viserys and Otto x reader

Poly viserys and Otto x reader question 1

Poly viserys and Otto x reader questions 2

Criston Cole x reader

Corys velaryon x reader

Criston Cole x reader part 2

Otto x reader x viserys question 3

Platonic aegon x platonic aemond x reader

Erryk cargyll x targeryan princess x arryk cargyll

Jacaerys veleryan x reader

Genderbent visneya targeryan x reader

Harry Potter / fantastic beasts :

Tom riddle x reader question

Gellert grindelwald x reader

Orion black x reader

Newt scamander x reader

Aberforth dumbledore x reader

Tom riddle x malfoy reader

Knights of walpurgis x reader

Cygnus black x reader

Cygnus black x reader questions

Cygnus black x reader questions 2

Pollux black x reader

Cygnus black x reader question 3

Cygnus black x reader question 4

Cygnus reaction to reader not wanting her children to be death eaters

Who wants the most children Orion or Cygnus black?

Orion black part 2

Poly orion and Cygnus black x reader

Poly marauders x Slytherin reader

Walpurgis x muggle reader

Lucius malfoy x reader

Salazar Slytherin x reader

Hobbit/ lotr :

Thranduil x fairy reader

Thranduil x fairy reader with children

Thranduil x fairy reader 3

Thranduil x fairy reader part of the company

Thranduil x fairy reader question

Haldir x reader

Would yandere Thranduil still join the battle of five armies

Yandere thorin Oakenshield x reader

Twilight:

Marcus volturi x reader

Aro volturi x reader

Cauis volturi x reader

Marcus volturi x reader part 2

Marcus volturi x stubborn reader

Aro volturi x reader (who doesn’t care )

Beaststars :

Ogma x reader

Tem x reader

Poly gohin and oguma x reader

X-men:

Erik lehsnherr x reader

Erik lehsnherr questions 1

Historical characters:

Henry VIII x reader

Henry VIII x reader question 1

Baldwin IV x reader

Oc’s

Knight x reader

Half elf x reader

Snow White and the huntsman

Genderbent Freya x reader

Hi love ❤️ your khal drogo headcanons and wanted to request yandere khal drogo x gender neutral reader escaping him like he/she successfully escaped him and then found reader again after a month or two and could you make it also smutty a little. Sorry if it’s too specific I hope it’s not too much to ask. I hope you have good day/night ❤️😊💙🥰

YANDERE KHAL DROGO X ESCAPED GENDER NEUTRAL READER

⚔️wow impressive you managed to escape him . Especially since he has like ten men guarding you at all times .

⚔️when he first gets news of this he immediately goes into action. He has men running and riding in all directions looking for you.

⚔️when they don’t find you they lose there head and he sinks deeper into madness.

⚔️he question’s everything like what did he do wrong ? And was it something he said ?

⚔️he doesn’t sleep when you are gone and he rarely eats or drinks but he fights everyone who questions him.

⚔️once your gone for a month or two that’s when he becomes really desperate. Willing to pay anyone who has information about you .

⚔️and once he has you back he is never NEVER letting you go.

⚔️fight him all you want he isn’t gonna let you go.

⚔️if you can have children he full on thinks if he can get you pregnant then you will stop running so that becomes his goal . To fuck you full until your round with his child.

⚔️if you can’t he is still going to let all his frustrations out on you when he fucks you . He may break your leg just so you don’t run and as a consequence to your actions.

⚔️but after your punishment if your good he will give you great aftercare but if your bad well your sleeping on the floor .

⚔️basically when you disappear he loses his mind more and stops being delusional for a bit .

⚔️he is so scary at this time so if you do escape just keep running and don’t stop because when he finds you the punishments are unreal.

⚔️when he is like this he is probably one of the worse yanderes to have …

Thank you so much for this request ❤️❤️

Hi could I request romantic yandere khal drogo x gender neutral reader headcanons please and could you make reader the brother/sister of Daenerys and Viserys. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

YANDERE KHAL DROGO X TARGERYAN READER

⚔️you were the brother / sister of daenerys and viserys targeryan . It was said your beauty could enchant men and women . However no one believed it was true until they see you .

⚔️when khal drogo came to look at Daenerys and he saw you he felt he had been cheated with this deal. He wanted the most beautiful spouse he wanted someone that others would die just to get close to. Daenerys was beautiful he will give her that but she was nothing compared to you .

⚔️so he started to renegotiate with viserys, of course viserys couldn’t afford to be picky so he reluctantly agreed that you would be khal drogos wife instead. He was pleased with that answer and left.

⚔️ever since then he was cursed of only thinking of you everything about you to your head and your toes.

⚔️once you were married he was over the moon with joy. He had what he wanted he didn’t care about viserys greed or anything like that no all he thought was you.

⚔️he gifted you the finest gems and horses trying to prove his devotion and love to you.

⚔️ rejected him it won’t matter you can’t speak his language and he can’t speak yours. But if you tried to learn his he will shake your rejection off as someone tried to trick you in what you were saying . And the teacher who taught you had there tongue cut out.

⚔️rivals he doesn’t have any really since he is in charge of everyone but if he ever did he would be painfully slow killing them wanting to make them suffer.

⚔️if you want the iron throne he will give it to you but he wants you to repay him with your really love not your fake love.

⚔️he wants kids bad and if you do have them , he is under your thumb forever. If you simply can’t have kids he is more then happy to take in children who’s parents have died and look after them as his own.

⚔️he wants you too feel how he feels in all honesty for instance if you wish to die he must die with you … it’s a very complicated love

⚔️if you get a dragon he will most likely kill it if he can but if he can’t he will step on egg shells near you he doesn’t want to die or you to leave him.

⚔️if viserys wanted to marry you and tried to take you from khal drogo he will get the boiling gold crown.

⚔️he is a delusion and devoted yandere to have.

⚔️ overall maybe in the middle of your on his good side he will treat you like a god /goddess if you are still resisting him he won’t care he will just ignore your pleas.

Thank you so much for this request ❤️❤️

Hiiii can you pls pls pls write a fic for Colin bridgerton?🤗💛💛

YANDERE COLIN BRIDGERTON x READER

🕊️ Colin most likely met you at a ball or through his sisters or maybe even his mother.

🕊️he was put off by marriage after what happened to him but after seeing you it’s all he can think of .

🕊️he love’s everything about you but he’s a worshipper yandere anything you give him or leave him ends up in the corner we’re his shrine for you is. He will right HUNDREDS of love letters for you but never sends them because he is to shy and he thought it would be more romantic after your marriage.

🕊️buys you flowers every time you have agreed to meet him or your coming to see his sisters.

🕊️tells Anthony he will die with out you and uses his brothers privilege of being viscount to make your parents agree to the marriage. Daphne may try and help save you from Colin but she can’t do much because Colin will twist the story to other people . Like you seduced him and now he had to marry you because you will never wed otherwise.

🕊️buys a cute little house for you with an indoor garden so there’s no reason for you to go out side .

🕊️all your needs will be met you just have to tell him what you want (Plus give him lots of attention).

🕊️your wedding will be huge even the queen got invited she might of come briefly who knows 🤷‍♀️.

🕊️he wants the perfect life of coming home to you and children running around him . Don’t worry though if you can’t have kids he will go find someone with a newborn that can’t look after it and happily take it in claiming it as his own child.

🕊️with his rivials he is prepared to get down and dirty either challenging them to duels or disposing of them when know one is around.

🕊️his mother is very very happy that Colin married. She knows that Colin always dreamed of finding the perfect spouse and settling down.

🕊️he knows marriage is a big change and that’s why your acting out (delusional!!!).

🕊️he isn’t the worst yandere but he definitely isn’t the best he gets jealous and possessive quick and he isn’t against killing people to get what he wants .

Thank you so much for this request ❤️❤️

Hi can I request Yanderes Anthony Colin and Benedict Bridgertons poly romantic x gender, neutral reader headcannons please and thank you 😊❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️.

YANDERE ANTHONY,COLIN AND BENEDICT BRIDGERTONS IN POLY RELATIONSHIP!!!!

🌟you most likely grabbed Colin’s attention at a ball and when he saw you he became enchanted by your beauty .

🌟he would find every SINGLE detail about you from where you live to your favourite colour etc.

🌟speaks very highly about you to his family .his family thought it was normal until the only thing he could talk about was you and then they became worried .

🌟Anthony most likely met you because he wanted to find out why his brother is obsessed and put a stop to it . However when he met you and spoke to you he fell harder for you then Colin did.

🌟Anthony will tell you about how he is a viscount and how he could take care of you…

🌟once Colin finds out that Anthony is trying to court you he uses every card in the book to try keep Anthony away from you. He tells his mother using his favourite child card or goes and tells you all the mean things Anthony has done.

🌟Benedict was helping Anthony court you until he got to know you personally and he fell in love. Your his muse .the reason he wakes up in the morning.

🌟he often uses the excuse of being the spare heir to get closer to you.

🌟it won’t be until someone else who isn’t one of them do they finally team up .

🌟and once they team up you are never EVER getting away.

🌟Anthony , Benedict and Colin will marry you even if it means forcing the priest to make you there wife.

🌟anyone who speaks down to your or is rude suddenly disappears. They let there family get away with a few things but if it’s about you all bets are off.

🌟once married you will find yourself trapped in your bedroom having a little bell to ring when you need something.

🌟often spending your days posing for Benedict and being his muse. Also listening to Anthony rant about everything wrong with people and Colin lying his head on his lap just happy your with him.

🌟they will spoil you rotten but if you miss behave they will treat you more like a pet making you beg for there attention and affection.

🌟you will have to give children to them after all Anthony needs an heir . But if you can’t don’t worry Colin will do anything for you even pay for a child of one of the maids. No one can say the child isn’t there cause they haven’t seen you in ages. And who are they to question the viscountess .

🌟you will find peace with violet though she’s the only one who sees you everyday other then them. She will other you comfort and will let you rant to her about them and she won’t tell them.but she won’t help you escape so don’t even try and ask her.

🌟they are obsessive and possessive. They will always compete for your affection but stick together because they are family and it’s easier to fend off rivals.

🌟all in all good luck 😉

❤️thank you so much for this request

I've been a sucker for Poly Dabihawks/hotwings, so can I request poly dabihawks NSFW with a female darling who escaped and almost told the cops what happened but hawks just tells the cops she's drunk, they'd believe the number 2 hero more than some civilian, right? Can you make it 🍥 with collar and leash kink, hair pulling, and sadisim with burns and stuff?

AAA, I love the burnt chicken pair. And of course you can request that!

Shouldn’t have done that 🍥 🎂 🍮

MASTERLIST

Word count: 5k

Contents: Yan!Poly!DabiHawks punishing fem!darling who escapes.

Warnings: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT. NON CON, PUNISHMENTS, MANIPULATION, HEAVY SADISM, BURNING, LEASH AND COLLARING, HAIR PULLING, DEGRADATION, FEM!DARLING, DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE AND DEATH, ORAL (GIVING), BRANDING.

You don’t know how much time you’ve been trapped here, considering that you had no contact with the outside world. The television doesn’t have a news channel for some reason, so you can’t figure out if the world knows you’re still alive, if the world still cares about getting you back to safety.

Tears pool at your eyes, you know Dabi will be angry if he sees you crying again. You don’t want to piss him off, he scares you. And you know that if Keigo sees you crying he’ll force cuddle you, he’ll force you to talk to him about why you are crying, and if you tell him that its because you miss the outside he’ll be the one that's pissed off.

You hiccup heavily, but something inside you sparks when you feel a current of cold air hit your back. Your breath hitches, and you run outside of your room towards the kitchen, where the backdoor is.

Its open.

Its open.

Its a trap.

Or is it?

You step outside for a second, barefooted and feeling the warm sun hit your face. You giggle at it, you’ve missed this so much, tears quickly find their way in your eyes again. 

You take another step, and another, and another, and yet another one. You start walking, getting away from the house of nightmares. You walk faster, trying to find somewhere safe, somewhere you can run to, a friends house, a family members house, something, anything. You start running, the smallest of sounds feeding your paranoia of both men running to catch you. 

You run, not caring about the curious looks of people around you. You don’t care, you need to run, you need to hide, you need to find someone who helps you. You look around, you look at the sky for the menacing silhouette of one of your captors, circling around you like a vulture at a dead animal.

You run again, your feet are burning but there’s nothing you care about except running away. There’s no compassion, nobody offers to help you, nobody offers to lend you a hand, to ask if you’re okay, this feels you with rage, but also with fear.

You keep running away, trying to find a familiar face, maybe an old teacher that you had on high school, maybe a pro-hero that wasn’t completely insane, maybe a friend you hadn’t talked to before your disappearance, that aunt you didn’t see often, the old man that sold you vegetables on the weekends, your boss, a co-worker, anything, anyone, please.

And then you saw it, a police officer. A person who could empathize with you, a person who was also quirk less and could see how to help you.

Hawks enters the house, chirping happily. He brought you your favorite food since he has seen you a bit down this last couple of days and he wants to chirp you up.

“Hey, duckling! I have a surprise for you” he places the takeout bags on the kitchen counter, curious about the fact that there’s not a single sound on the house.

‘Maybe she’s asleep’ he thinks, stepping towards the room. He doesn’t find you there ‘maybe Dabi took her somewhere, I’ll call him’ he thinks again, trying not to panic. He dials the number, the scarred man picking up quickly “ ‘sup, birdbrain?” he asks “everything alright?” 

“Is y/n with you?”

“Why would I take her with me? its not ´bring your baby to work’ day” he says sarcastically, picking up what was wrong in the situation “she’s hiding, Hawks. Don’t worry, she’s hiding on the cabinets again, I’m sure. I’ll come back there, c’mon wait for me” 

“Fine, hurry up” he sighs, hanging up, maybe he’s right, you must be hiding. He’ll let you stay there for a moment, if you come out before Dabi gets here he’ll negotiate something so you don’t get punished. 

And he gets there quick, entering the house panting. “Did she come out?” he asks trying to catch his breath, Keigo shakes his head. Dabi sighs heavily “c’mon y/n, its not funny” he yells towards nowhere “we won’t punish you, doll. Its alright” he’s telling the truth, he can understand why you’re afraid, maybe you broke a plate, maybe you spilled some water, maybe you did something stupid and you’re scared “baby, we’re gonna find you anyways, so come ou-” he can’t finish the sentence, the backdoor of the kitchen opening.

He had to fix the lock, Hawks told him.

Well shit.

Hawks doesn’t even tell him, flying out the door towards the city. You ran away, its alright, maybe you were going to tell them, maybe you were gonna buy something, maybe someone broke in and you were trying to run to safety. 

But he’s boiling in anger when he finds you, you’re trying to reach a police officer. But not so fast, he scoots you in his arms in the blink of an eye, not even giving you a chance to get anywhere near safety.

“What the hell are you doing?” his eyes are sharper than usual, and his voice is stern “better have a good explanation for this” he hisses, lifting you up high “you’re in big trouble, y/n” he keeps talking “this is probably the single most stupidest thing you could have done in your life time” he rushes towards the house “what I’m saying is...” he opens the door and uses one of his feathers to push you inside “you shouldn’t have done that”.

Dabi receives you, is usual mischievous grin is gone, it makes you shiver. He sits you down on the couch, you try to run towards your room, to hide from them, a burning hand stops you. You yell and cover your face in a reflex, Dabi can almost pity you, but that won’t stop him from doing to what he has planned.

“Well, explain yourself” he stands there with his arms closed, cocking a brow while Keigo locks all of the doors. He forces you to sit down on the couch, you’re sobbing and shaking. He has to control the urge to comfort you, to let you cry in his big strong arms while birdbrain scolds you. But he can’t do that, you fucked up big time, and you don’t deserve the treatment he wishes to give you.

You can’t explain anything you did, and you don’t even regret doing it. If only you had told the cops you would be safe by now, that's the only thing you regret about this whole situation. You sob heavily, hyperventilating and trying to find a way to demand them to let you go, tell them how much you despise them, how much you hate that stupidly kind and warm smile Keigo gives you every morning, how much you want to puke every time Dabi calls you a sweet pet name.

“I hate you!” you bark at them, red eyed and completely contrary to your docile and meek attitude. Hawks’ wings puff up, making him look more menacing than before, his eyes sharpen. And one his feathers places at your throat, sharp and ready to slice it open. Your breath hitches, you still bend and break as easily as before. He removes it from there, not a single wound on your body.

Yet.

Dabi can feel sadness and anger accumulate inside him, he grabs a handful of your hair. You yell, you scream, you plead for him to let you go, that you didn’t mean it, that you are sorry.

“You dirty fucking liar” he hisses, his grip on your hair is hard and unescapable, he throws you to the ground, your scalp hurts  and tears pool at your eyes. You hear something unbuckle, and your previously closed eyes open wide at the sound, is he going to hit you with his belt?

He sits down, still holding you in place with his hand. If you try to struggle he will hurt you badly, so you only await for what's prepared for you. He pushes his pants down, not all the way, just enough to let his semi-hard cock peek. You start crying now. Your knees are bruised from falling down forcefully, you would expect the blonde to stop him, to tell him that what he is doing is wrong and that they are the ones that should apologize.

But that moment never comes.

Dabi uses the already hard grip on your hair to pull you closer to the head of his cock, your nose and lips touch the thick length and you have to contain the urge to puke at the sight of that pierced dick in front of you. Its bigger than average and you know it, you can see little white hairs growing at his lower abdomen. Its seems hygienic enough, but you just can’t help but be so disgusted about it, maybe its because of the person carrying it.

Keigo smirks, already knowing what Dabi has in mind just by the sight of you being forced on his cock, you open your mouth reluctantly, but he shoves his length inside you quickly, making your eyes crystalize as you gag down on that piece of meat. He gets closer to you, not saying a word, just slowly unbuckling his belt as well. Dabi looks at his golden eyes, sharing a mutual pleasure of finally getting a taste of you.

They had contained themselves, wanting your first time with them to be consensual and loving, but it seems like plans have changed. Dabi pulls your hair as he pulls your mouth away from his cock, instead forcing you closer to Keigo’s. “C’mon, please him” he orders, you don’t say anything. Your eyes reflect the most anger they had ever seen someone had “be a good pet” your eyes open wide and your brows furrow “I don’t want to” you say in a thread of voice, Dabi chuckles gravely “that was an order, not a request” he says, sending a shiver down your spine. 

You open your mouth again, Dabi lets go for a second, letting birdbrain take control of the pace he is going to fuck your mouth with, you try to escape, instead earning a slap on your face, its feels as if you’ve been hit with a hot iron, you cry harder, but none of them comfort you, instead a soft hand pulls harshly at your hair. He inserts his length all the way into your mouth, neatly trimmed blonde pubic hairs tickle at your nose, but the fast pace he fucks your mouth at doesn’t allow you to focus enough on that. You’re tempted to bite down at his length, to chop it and make a bloody mess, would he kill you if you did? Was it worth it to taste your luck like that?

You decide its not, only sucking and pleasing that winged psychopath. “Gonna fill your throat so good” he groans, you internally plead that he doesn’t cum on your mouth, you just hope that he will have the mercy to not stain your insides with his filthy cum. “Watcha’ say? I wanna se her pretty little face covered in cum” he invites Dabi to join on his malicious plan, you want to scream. But when the scarred man joins him stoking his cock, and you feel him pull out, your face gets covered in cum as you gasp for the air that your lungs where craving. Sticky, hot ropes of thick white liquid stain your lashes, nose, lips, temples and every part they can reach. Those monsters on top of you have the audacity to laugh at your teary eyes.

“Aw, don’t cry birdie” Keigo pets your hair, you tense “you owed us this for what you just did, and I think you owe us even more” he whispers the last sentence, this time you tremble.

“Go clean yourself up, whore” Dabi instructs, pulling his pants up and searching for a cigarrette to smoke. You can’t move, instead hugging yourself while tears run down your cheeks. He pulls your hair again, forcing you to stand up. You cry and scream for him to let go “don’t piss me off more, go do what I told you” his eyes narrow “Or are you that dumb of a mutt that you need us to do it? Is that it? Are you just a stupid useless bitch that needs their masters to help them behave?” he asks, you kick and scream trying to free of his grip. Its a pitiful scene, your face is covered in cum and your hair is messy, your eyes and lips are puffy. He smiles at how much power he has over you “well then you should have told us” his smirk grows “we’re always happy to discipline a bad little doggy”.

You only cry and beg him to let go, you’re abruptly thrown to the ground, you curl upon yourself. Trying to catch your breath. You lift up your dress and use the skirt to clean the things that cover your face. You look at the remains attached to your skirt, and you almost gag at how disgusted you feel. Its horrible, you regret every part of this god awful day.

You wonder what would have happened if you didn’t run away, if you compliantly waited for Hawks to get home and told him in a soft voice “I think Dabi left the door open by accident, Keigo”. He would frown and ruffle your hair, and kiss your cheek “its okay, birdie. I’ll fix it in no time”. He would use his feathers to do the job, he would fix it in no time and would feed you with whatever those take out boxes had inside. It would be a nice day, he would let you watch television while cuddling with him. When Dabi came home Keigo would scold him, you would giggle at their fight without them noticing.

“Stupid burnt piece of shit! You left the door open, what if something happened to y/n?? What if someone entered and took her away? You’re lucky they waited for me to get here and fix it”

“Well, you could have closed the door yourself, not my fucking fault” he would smirk as he exhales smoke purposefully on Keigo’s face.

You would kindly ask them to stop fighting, Dabi would sigh and kiss your forehead “don’t worry doll, I won’t kill this stupid bird man” he would smile “yet” he would whisper high enough for Keigo to hear, you would giggle again, this time he notices. His blush and anger disappearing and being replaced with a soft smile.

Maybe if things had been different this situation wouldn’t be happening. They would lovingly caress your body, Keigo would place some soft kisses on your shoulders while hugging you from behind, you would feel his pretty cock rubbing at your back and ass. Dabi would place his thick warm fingers inside you, spreading you open as he coos how pretty you look all flustered.

Keigo would help Dabi force his cock in while he is inside, taking you both at the same time. Your glistening pussy stretched out so lovingly that all of the pain of the double penetration would be forgotten. A sweet night of love making.

But that day would never come, not since you did this.

That’s the worse part, you could have avoided this and you knew, but still chose to obey that primal and irrational part of your brain, Did you even stand a chance of getting away? Would the number two hero leave you alone? Would he even be arrested? As you analyze the situation further you realize how much of a mistake you have made, how wrong it was to do this, how bad you had fucked up.

“I’m sorry” you mumble, hoping it would make things right “you should be” Dabi answers. Hawks seems to have disappeared, you can’t feel his presence nor hear his voice. Quickly there’s a sound at the door, Hawks drops a bag on the ground. Dabi stands up, inspecting what he bought with a smile.

The blonde uses one of his feathers to lift you up and bring you close to both of them. He uses both of his hands to hold you in place, not that you would have tried to run anyways, the burning feeling on your cheek reminds you that you should stay still. “Since you wanted to be a disobedient mutt so bad we bought you this” Dabi smiles, placing something on your neck. You know what it its, and you can’t believe this is happening to you. A collar, pastel pink, with little hearts to make the illusion of spikes, the shackle is also heart shaped, its bigger and it seems it has been designed for a matching leash.

Hawks lets go of you, a feather on your throat reminding you yet again to not do anything stupid. He places the matching leash on the shackle, he lets you hold the leather piece on your hands, its pastel pink as well, it has your name branded on it. You look at it with pure horror, not knowing what to do or say, your eyes tear up again as Dabi snatches the leash away from your hands, he pulls at it without a warning making you trip, he catches you in his arms before you fall “careful” he teases, and you contain the urge to fall on his arms completely, to let go and just give them the opportunity to take all of you for themselves just like they wanted, to own your body, mind and soul in exchange of a gentle treatment, of a warm bath and a nice meal. But you don’t, you tremble in his arms as he chuckles again “such a little cry baby” he says, he makes you fall to your knees. And both of them are standing tall in front of you, menacing and completely over powering yourself.

“C’mon, mutt” a deep voice gets you out of your mind, startled you look at them “give us a show, you still owe us something for doing that” Keigo smiles, he tugs at the leash, making you remain on all fours. You don’t really know what to do, there’s nothing you can say, only breathing heavily as you start to panic. But they don’t give you time for that, he tugs at the leash again, and your brain engines start to slowly function “you want me to be your dog?” you ask with a shaky voice “yeah, and for starters: bitches don’t talk” Keigo responds, eloquently as always “so better start acting like one and bark” he says. You start crying “I don’t want to! You can’t make me!” you protests, but earn another wave of laughter at you “Aw, we can’t? Pretty sure there’s a million ways we can break you” Dabi hisses with a smile “so... are you gonna cooperate? Or do we have to give you a little incentive?” that last word makes you feel a fear you have never felt. You don’t want to find out what kind of incentive they’re referring to. It could be violence, it could be drugs.

It could be the death of you.

You gather all of your strength, you gather all of your will ‘I won’t break, I won’t break, I won’t break!!!!’ your mind tells you to run, to fight, to find a weapon, but it also yells, it yells ‘be compliant, be nice, be obedient and maybe you won’t get hurt, and maybe things will go back to normal’ and you decide to listen to that part of your brain, its rational, its something that could work. And so you crawl on all fours closer to them, you’re blushing, you’re crying.

And you’re barking.

You bark, you wiggle your ass in lack of a tail, your tongue is lolling out of your mouth as you pant, hoping its good enough. And it pleases them, watching you loose all of your dignity to make them feel happy, to keep your integrity. Are you enjoying yourself while doing it? Probably not, and that awakes something dark in the back of their heads. 

Still, they just watch you put up that pathetic show in front of them, its not even arousing to them, just funny to watch. And they wonder, should they have resorted to breaking you like this a long time ago? Probably not, you weren’t actively disobeying or disrespecting them. But in the back of their heads there’s something that tells them that they should have. Is it curiosity? Or that morbid feeling that accompanies it? There’s just something that they were craving from you and maybe this was what they wanted. 

You stop, sobbing heavily and covering your face with your hands. They already saw you cry, but there’s something in here that makes you feel more vulnerable, is it the fact that your skirt is covered in their semen? That your face has the hand print of one of them? Or is it the fear that Keigo will actually slice your throat open this time? You don’t really want to find out, you don’t really want to know what is it that you fear so much this time.

It just feels so different, you were already afraid, you were already scared, terrified even, of what they could do to you. You were prepared for anything because of this, to get robbed, sold, raped, anything remotely bad that could happen to you. You were already mentalized for it, just not this, anything but this.

It wasn’t the sexual aspect of it that disgusted you so much, it was how vulnerable it made you feel, how naked you feel, how exposed, how deprived of any free will you have been ever since this whole thing started. And it was the guilt, you were feeling guilty about doing this, not only because of the punishment you were receiving, because of what you did. Was this the start of Stockholm syndrome? Maybe it was, you felt guilty. You felt guilty because you could see the sadness in Keigo’s eyes whenever you assumed the bitter memory of you escaping and almost telling someone came back to his head. Because you could see how Dabi wanted to stop this and comfort you, you could see it in his body language, how he bit his lip harshly at the sight of you on the floor, with a slap mark that he caused.

You were guilty because you caused them pain, you caused them harm. Were you the one to blame for this? You didn’t really know, it was all so confusing. 

And you heard them sigh, one of them at least. There wasn’t a tug at the leash, just a pet to your head. You looked upwards, facing the black haired man giving you a warm smile, you cried again, your  lip wobbling as you hugged his legs. “I’m sorry!” you screamed, because you were. 

Hawks was crying to, he hated to cause you pain, and he knew Dabi did as well. It left a bitter taste on their mouth, considering how much they were harmed as children and even as adults, they hated to cause you any sort of pain. They were the ones feeling guilty, they just wanted to stop this.

Dabi helped you get out of your dress, tossing it away as Hawks searched for something more comfortable to put you on. You were naked, but you felt less vulnerable and exposed than before. Keigo entered with an oversized hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, it looked comfortable enough. But just when he was about to help you get dressed Dabi stopped him. Keigo arched a brow, silently asking him what the fuck was he doing. 

Dabi stared at you with his ice cold eyes, wondering if what he was about to do was right. Your punishment had ended, but he still felt that he had to do it.

“I’m sorry” he mumbled, loud enough for both of you to hear it. Hawks blinked twice in confusion, what was he apologizing for. But when he felt the heat emanating from his body he knew exactly what he was about to to.

And the idea didn’t sound as bad as he thought. It would only hurt for a bit, and it was worthy it. The bitter flavor on his tongue returned, and he frowned as he used his arms to bend you over and hold you in place, ass up and face down. You panicked, your breath hitching once again, you didn’t put up a fight, instead wondering when would you hear the belt unbuckling once again, and when would you feel your cunt being forced open by Dabi’s cock.

But that moment never came “please, stay still” his low baritone voice resounded in every single part of your mind. You felt heat close to your ass cheeks, and you wondered what you were about to feel, and as a hot finger started tracing something you could feel the worst pain you have ever felt. It traced a letter, you screamed, ear piercing and throat soaring scream. Hawks grip tightened, as he sent some of his feathers to hold you further in place. You tried to move your hips but it was useless, you were firmly held in the spot. You kept screaming, as he slowly traced his burning hot fingers on your soft flesh, it was as if time had stopped, painfully slow as he branded your ass. You wondered what it said, if it was something derogatory, your mind went away and then came back. Was it the sudden cold that hit the burning mark on your skin? It stinged, it burned so hard you wondered if this is what cattle felt like whenever they were marked. 

Tears rolled down your eyes, sobbing heavily as you wondered why were they doing this. Did they find joy in the enormous amount of pain you were being put through? There were so many thoughts and so many questions. Hawks’ grip softened, as he hushed your cries. They switched places, Hawks’ feathers never left the spot that they kept you trapped in, you felt something sharp now, opposed to cold in the unmarked place of your other ass cheek, you gasped when the tip of said sharp object started to dig into your skin, making you cry again, you didn’t beg them to stop, only letting him finish his already started job. You could hear him sob as he continued moving the sharp blade on your doughy skin. You cried harder, as you felt blood dripping down your thighs and exposed sex. And when he finally removed the blade after tracing a set of patterns that you couldn’t figure out entirely, but assumed were letters. You fainted, your mind left your body and you fell limp on the now stained silk linen bed sheets.

You felt so exhausted, you didn’t have any dreams on that state you were suspended in of pure nothingness. You just couldn’t feel anything, any emotions or any kind of pain were simply devoided from your already broken mind.

You woke up alone, when you tried sitting down on the bed you yelped in pain, when you tried to massage the sore region you found it to be even more painful, you curled upon yourself, breathing slow and deep in an attempt to stand up with the little strength you had. Memories from yesterday flooded your mind. Little bit of sunlight entered through the closed window, you looked outside, you weren’t were you used to be. You focused your eyes, only finding a dim sky, cloudy and dull. You sighed, there wasn’t the small patio in the back of the house as before. Instead a plain of grass and a couple of trees standing in the way of your eyesight.

You stood up, staring at the outside trying to figure out where the hell were you. You jumped in surprise when you heard someone open the door of the room.

“Hey, dove” the blonde smiled “I see you like the view” he says with a soft voice, he brings you a glass of water, your throat feels raw as you thank him. 

“Where are we?” you ask.

“Far away” he responds

Dabi enters the room shortly after, his eyes reflect pain and guilt but you don’t comment on it. 

“I want- I want to take a shower please” you say, expecting them to lead you to the bathroom “No can do, doll” Dabi answers “it will hurt badly, in about a week or so you’ll be able to, but for now you should wait” he kisses your hand, making you blush.

“Is it because-”

“Yes” he seems to not want to talk about it, you don’t insist “you’re gonna be here from now on” he states “just can’t risk you running away again” his voice lowers by the moment.

You don’t know what to say, its not like you would try to run away again, after that “I understand” you respond. Hawks smiles at this, at least you understand the situation and won’t do anything stupid.

Like yesterday.

He doesn’t even want to remember it, he feels cruel, he feels like a bad person. It must hurt, your skin was branded and carved with both of their names. But it was worth it, now you’ll never be able to escape, not without a mark of who you belong to.

Them.

Forever.

I hope you enjoy this, darling

Have a great day/night

Not the same person, but I really LOVED your Hawks x Winged!reader shot! Can I ask for some kind of spin off, where Hawks is looking after a reader(maybe getting their hairs done, or preening their feathers) and being very possessive about it, cooing what a cute birdie his Darling is, while reader tries not to panic because they dislike ppl touching their wings as a part of trauma? I'm sucker for yanderes being super creepy while doing generally sweet things.

Ah yes, I think every now and then everyone needs a reminder that their yandere is only doing things for them. Because they love them, right? That’s a really good point there, tehe (･ω<)☆ Exactly the reminder we all need in these times, thank you for requesting!! ♥I got a little off-request here because inspiration sometimes wants a different way than the request is, but I hope it’s still enjoyable!

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If being bound to chains from the walls around you really was in your best interest, you had your doubts. In fact, you had your doubts about a lot of things. Like being kidnapped, held captive in a dark room, with deadbolts keeping the door shut, and presumably, underground. Yes, your wing-quirk was rare, but not to be underestimated, and if anyone knew this, then Hawks.

The only companion you had, was that damn cuckoo clock on the wall opposite from where he held you throughout the door. The sound of the - immensely funny how Hawks found - gift was something you’d never ever forget again in your whole life. How could you? It made sure you never dozed off more than an hour before tearing you out of your much prettier, much more peaceful dreams, and you despised it for it. 

But at least, it let you know about dinnertime. The only time that Hawks more or less managed to keep up routinely. He was worse with feeding you breakfast, and lunch was almost entirely canceled with the job the hero had, but for dinner - he always said - he wanted to be home. Home with his favorite nightingale for bonding and cuddles afterwards, his idea of a relationship.

Yours… not so much.

Food was something you learned to appreciate. It helped you stay sane to have something warm between your teeth, gave you some strength to wring with your captor for the space you needed afterwards. But Hawks- no, Keigo’s views on how you two should hang out, not only differed from yours but also, any you knew ‘normal’ couples did. Then again, what was normal when your partner was a madman?

As much as you resented the cuckoo for its loud, annoying screams of time, you couldn’t help but feel relieved that you’d be let down from your wall prison, able to move your wrists without the metallic clanking against your ears again. Even with two large wings, you were glad to be put back onto your feet, the strain on your wings’ roots - where they were steadied against the wall with metal chains too, becoming harder the longer you had to endure it. You tried not thinking about the fight that would break out in the morning when he demanded to put you up into chains again, believing this was nothing you should be worried right now. Because when you heard the first turn of the lock on your door, you knew you were in for more trouble than the ones still one night away.

Keigo whistled a happy tune as he pushed open the door, his slippers scrubbing over the floor while he carried in a tray of various little bowls. It seemed like typical japanese food, but you were sure there was nothing more than fast food inside. “Hello, my Dove. How’s your day been? Have you been hanging out here?” Snickering about his own joke, you learned to ignore the stupid remarks. 

You had been commendable lately, making sure to have good conversations with him and to humor his need to be close to you, aside from being a little unwilling to get back into chains every day. He at least didn’t seem mad about that, and you sometimes even thought to see the hints of pity in his eyes whenever he did what he thought he had to. So whatever you had built up with him in terms of a relationship, you didn’t want to mess it up with a useless comment when he was in quite such a good mood. 

Turning the switch on the light, the room lit up, even though the heavy curtains usually didn’t allow much light inside, and you blinked a few times to adjust to it. From his pocket, Keigo made a big show to pull out the keys to your chains, and with the hints of a thankful smile, you helped adjust your limbs to make it easy for him to reach the locks. After so many negative sounds, the clicking of them, with the following release of your arms and wings, was a delight rarely experienced by the average human, and you breathed a breath of relief to be freed of your restrains.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, ready to take careful steps towards the table in the corner of the room. However, suddenly he stepped into your field of vision, denying you an easy walk forward, instead, bringing you to a wonky halt. From his grin and open arms, you weren’t sure if he wanted something or if that was just to make you stop, but you decided against trying to pass him, watching his wings sway expectantly with more confusion on your side.

“Don’t you think I deserve a ‘welcome-home’-hug after my long day of work? I’ve been thinking about you all day long! Have you thought about me too?”

Truth be told, whatever had brought him to the conclusion that he deserved anything from you, must have been the same bug that had told him to kidnap you. But once your initial hesitation wore off, you tugged in your wings as tightly as you could to your back, before approaching him. The one-sided hug wasn’t quite what he must have envisioned when he asked for it, but the torture wasn’t long for you anyway.

You only briefly missed his eyes inspecting your wings which seemed to shift every time he moved his hands on your back, but you assured him of his question, which was enough for him to hear for now. “Yeah… Thought about you too.”

However, when you sat there for dinner, Hawks was different enough for you to notice. He was usually the one to always steal from your sparse array of chicken wings and fries, but he seemed absentminded on his chair for the duration of your meal, nibbling on some snagged bone, eyes always falling back over to your wings even when you moved them as far away from his view as possible.

“I think you chipped a feather with your struggling,” he eventually muttered as you wrapped up the bowls, thanking him for the meal. “It’s been bothering me since this morning, what if more are broken?”

You couldn’t help a worried glance over your shoulder, but of course, without spreading them and maybe a few mirrors to see the backside, you wouldn’t be able to determine if everything was okay. “Maybe you should let me take a look-” he offered, a fast hand reaching out for behind your back, but you flinched out of the way fast enough, catching his wrist just in time with a loud, “NO!”

Keigo didn’t spare you the sharp glare from below at your dismissal of his help, letting out a loud hum before retracting back to his seat. You didn’t miss a heartbeat to sit sideways on your chair, bringing your wings as far away as possible from him. “If there’s a broken feather, we need to mend it, Birdy, Darling.”

“I am sure they are fine, just a little… shuffled, yeah.”

“Mhm, I’d still like to see,” he insisted, standing up. He wasn’t a super tall figure in comparison to a lot of his colleagues, but he sure could look menacing when he hovered over you. The only good thing about it was the open space beneath his arm, that you slipped through quickly, giving yourself a mental pat for quick actions.

The only thing you didn’t consider was that Hawks always was quicker. Quicker in hunting people down, quicker in bringing them to the police, and quicker in catching you, knowing exactly what you were going for the moment your eyes fell on the open space. It had been a long time for someone to touch your wings. Even from Hawks, you had mostly kept them away, so you already had forgotten the feeling of a hand brushing into your feathers, gripping them tightly.

With a weak, panic-induced squeal, you stumbled to the side, pulling him with you as his hand held on just a bit tighter under your frantic movements. You could feel the feathers ripping from the root one after the other as he didn’t let go, your breathing picking up speed and lungs unable to handle the stress of the rapid air pouring in and out. Your hyperventilation did nothing to stop him, and with every sound of their fickle stems breaking you remembered more and more the circumstances of your upbringing.

It was just like when they had used you as a feather-maker before. The people you trusted most had regularly plucked them out to sell and make accessories for buyers, even when you bled and asked them not to. This was barely any different, especially not when Hawks clicked his tongue in annoyance the more you struggled.

Not long, and you found yourself in the stranglehold of his arm, bits of fluffy feathers falling from his hand as he finally pulled it away from your wings again, keeping you locked helplessly in his hold. “Calm down, it’s not like I want to hurt you.” There was nothing harder than to calm your racing heart and ragged breath, but you at least tried, especially when the air to breathe became thinner in his chokehold.

“Look, I found the bad boy,” he cooed, holding up his hand triumphantly to show you one long feather he had pulled out, slightly crooked at the end. Though you believed you started to see stars, clinging to his arm desperately, you nodded, quaking a ‘Thank you’ to him as best as you could.

Finally, he let you go, your body sinking to the ground, unable to hold up as every limb seemed to shiver uncontrollably. It took you a good minute to get some control over yourself again, the pain on your neck finally setting in too, and you shuddered just thinking about what just happened. But it wasn’t like Keigo ever gave you time to work through your experiences, especially not when you were so vulnerably open to him now.

You couldn’t possibly have seen his arms coming as they hooked under your shoulders, pulling you back up and over to the bed on which he sat down himself, letting your body glide to the floor. If anyone knew how to treat wings and tickle their instincts, it was Hawks, so it shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did as he drove his hand up your spine, triggering your feathers to ruffle unwillingly. Immediately, you wanted to jump away again, but with a reprimanding ‘Ah-Ah’ his legs wrung around your torso, keeping your locked in your place despite your wiggles. 

It became only worse with the feelings of his hands brushing down your ruffled feather again, spreading them over his lap to get a really good look at them. “There are so many more broken ones. We have to take care of them, you understand that, right? It will only hurt so much to lose a few for the sake of keeping you healthy, I promise.”

“No… please…” you muttered as you heard his words, noticing his fingertips combing through every feather to inspect them one by one. “Don’t be a child now, I know what I’m doing. Just be a good birdie and let me handle this, [Name].”

There was no more resisting his words, Keigo being deadset on fixing your ruined feathers, one way or another. “Take a deep breath,” he advised, and you felt the hot tears roll down your cheeks as those words reminded you of the past. Hearing you following his instructions, Keigo did a trial tug, seeing just how much you’d flinch from it before strengthening his legs around your torso, knowing it would cause a lot of stirring if he really pulled it out.

“On the count of three, my Dove.”

Not the same person, but I really LOVED your Hawks x Winged!reader shot! Can I ask for some kind of spin off, where Hawks is looking after a reader(maybe getting their hairs done, or preening their feathers) and being very possessive about it, cooing what a cute birdie his Darling is, while reader tries not to panic because they dislike ppl touching their wings as a part of trauma? I'm sucker for yanderes being super creepy while doing generally sweet things.

Ah yes, I think every now and then everyone needs a reminder that their yandere is only doing things for them. Because they love them, right? That’s a really good point there, tehe (･ω<)☆ Exactly the reminder we all need in these times, thank you for requesting!! ♥I got a little off-request here because inspiration sometimes wants a different way than the request is, but I hope it’s still enjoyable!

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If being bound to chains from the walls around you really was in your best interest, you had your doubts. In fact, you had your doubts about a lot of things. Like being kidnapped, held captive in a dark room, with deadbolts keeping the door shut, and presumably, underground. Yes, your wing-quirk was rare, but not to be underestimated, and if anyone knew this, then Hawks.

The only companion you had, was that damn cuckoo clock on the wall opposite from where he held you throughout the door. The sound of the - immensely funny how Hawks found - gift was something you’d never ever forget again in your whole life. How could you? It made sure you never dozed off more than an hour before tearing you out of your much prettier, much more peaceful dreams, and you despised it for it. 

But at least, it let you know about dinnertime. The only time that Hawks more or less managed to keep up routinely. He was worse with feeding you breakfast, and lunch was almost entirely canceled with the job the hero had, but for dinner - he always said - he wanted to be home. Home with his favorite nightingale for bonding and cuddles afterwards, his idea of a relationship.

Yours… not so much.

Food was something you learned to appreciate. It helped you stay sane to have something warm between your teeth, gave you some strength to wring with your captor for the space you needed afterwards. But Hawks- no, Keigo’s views on how you two should hang out, not only differed from yours but also, any you knew ‘normal’ couples did. Then again, what was normal when your partner was a madman?

As much as you resented the cuckoo for its loud, annoying screams of time, you couldn’t help but feel relieved that you’d be let down from your wall prison, able to move your wrists without the metallic clanking against your ears again. Even with two large wings, you were glad to be put back onto your feet, the strain on your wings’ roots - where they were steadied against the wall with metal chains too, becoming harder the longer you had to endure it. You tried not thinking about the fight that would break out in the morning when he demanded to put you up into chains again, believing this was nothing you should be worried right now. Because when you heard the first turn of the lock on your door, you knew you were in for more trouble than the ones still one night away.

Keigo whistled a happy tune as he pushed open the door, his slippers scrubbing over the floor while he carried in a tray of various little bowls. It seemed like typical japanese food, but you were sure there was nothing more than fast food inside. “Hello, my Dove. How’s your day been? Have you been hanging out here?” Snickering about his own joke, you learned to ignore the stupid remarks. 

You had been commendable lately, making sure to have good conversations with him and to humor his need to be close to you, aside from being a little unwilling to get back into chains every day. He at least didn’t seem mad about that, and you sometimes even thought to see the hints of pity in his eyes whenever he did what he thought he had to. So whatever you had built up with him in terms of a relationship, you didn’t want to mess it up with a useless comment when he was in quite such a good mood. 

Turning the switch on the light, the room lit up, even though the heavy curtains usually didn’t allow much light inside, and you blinked a few times to adjust to it. From his pocket, Keigo made a big show to pull out the keys to your chains, and with the hints of a thankful smile, you helped adjust your limbs to make it easy for him to reach the locks. After so many negative sounds, the clicking of them, with the following release of your arms and wings, was a delight rarely experienced by the average human, and you breathed a breath of relief to be freed of your restrains.

“Thanks,” you mumbled, ready to take careful steps towards the table in the corner of the room. However, suddenly he stepped into your field of vision, denying you an easy walk forward, instead, bringing you to a wonky halt. From his grin and open arms, you weren’t sure if he wanted something or if that was just to make you stop, but you decided against trying to pass him, watching his wings sway expectantly with more confusion on your side.

“Don’t you think I deserve a ‘welcome-home’-hug after my long day of work? I’ve been thinking about you all day long! Have you thought about me too?”

Truth be told, whatever had brought him to the conclusion that he deserved anything from you, must have been the same bug that had told him to kidnap you. But once your initial hesitation wore off, you tugged in your wings as tightly as you could to your back, before approaching him. The one-sided hug wasn’t quite what he must have envisioned when he asked for it, but the torture wasn’t long for you anyway.

You only briefly missed his eyes inspecting your wings which seemed to shift every time he moved his hands on your back, but you assured him of his question, which was enough for him to hear for now. “Yeah… Thought about you too.”

However, when you sat there for dinner, Hawks was different enough for you to notice. He was usually the one to always steal from your sparse array of chicken wings and fries, but he seemed absentminded on his chair for the duration of your meal, nibbling on some snagged bone, eyes always falling back over to your wings even when you moved them as far away from his view as possible.

“I think you chipped a feather with your struggling,” he eventually muttered as you wrapped up the bowls, thanking him for the meal. “It’s been bothering me since this morning, what if more are broken?”

You couldn’t help a worried glance over your shoulder, but of course, without spreading them and maybe a few mirrors to see the backside, you wouldn’t be able to determine if everything was okay. “Maybe you should let me take a look-” he offered, a fast hand reaching out for behind your back, but you flinched out of the way fast enough, catching his wrist just in time with a loud, “NO!”

Keigo didn’t spare you the sharp glare from below at your dismissal of his help, letting out a loud hum before retracting back to his seat. You didn’t miss a heartbeat to sit sideways on your chair, bringing your wings as far away as possible from him. “If there’s a broken feather, we need to mend it, Birdy, Darling.”

“I am sure they are fine, just a little… shuffled, yeah.”

“Mhm, I’d still like to see,” he insisted, standing up. He wasn’t a super tall figure in comparison to a lot of his colleagues, but he sure could look menacing when he hovered over you. The only good thing about it was the open space beneath his arm, that you slipped through quickly, giving yourself a mental pat for quick actions.

The only thing you didn’t consider was that Hawks always was quicker. Quicker in hunting people down, quicker in bringing them to the police, and quicker in catching you, knowing exactly what you were going for the moment your eyes fell on the open space. It had been a long time for someone to touch your wings. Even from Hawks, you had mostly kept them away, so you already had forgotten the feeling of a hand brushing into your feathers, gripping them tightly.

With a weak, panic-induced squeal, you stumbled to the side, pulling him with you as his hand held on just a bit tighter under your frantic movements. You could feel the feathers ripping from the root one after the other as he didn’t let go, your breathing picking up speed and lungs unable to handle the stress of the rapid air pouring in and out. Your hyperventilation did nothing to stop him, and with every sound of their fickle stems breaking you remembered more and more the circumstances of your upbringing.

It was just like when they had used you as a feather-maker before. The people you trusted most had regularly plucked them out to sell and make accessories for buyers, even when you bled and asked them not to. This was barely any different, especially not when Hawks clicked his tongue in annoyance the more you struggled.

Not long, and you found yourself in the stranglehold of his arm, bits of fluffy feathers falling from his hand as he finally pulled it away from your wings again, keeping you locked helplessly in his hold. “Calm down, it’s not like I want to hurt you.” There was nothing harder than to calm your racing heart and ragged breath, but you at least tried, especially when the air to breathe became thinner in his chokehold.

“Look, I found the bad boy,” he cooed, holding up his hand triumphantly to show you one long feather he had pulled out, slightly crooked at the end. Though you believed you started to see stars, clinging to his arm desperately, you nodded, quaking a ‘Thank you’ to him as best as you could.

Finally, he let you go, your body sinking to the ground, unable to hold up as every limb seemed to shiver uncontrollably. It took you a good minute to get some control over yourself again, the pain on your neck finally setting in too, and you shuddered just thinking about what just happened. But it wasn’t like Keigo ever gave you time to work through your experiences, especially not when you were so vulnerably open to him now.

You couldn’t possibly have seen his arms coming as they hooked under your shoulders, pulling you back up and over to the bed on which he sat down himself, letting your body glide to the floor. If anyone knew how to treat wings and tickle their instincts, it was Hawks, so it shouldn’t have surprised you as much as it did as he drove his hand up your spine, triggering your feathers to ruffle unwillingly. Immediately, you wanted to jump away again, but with a reprimanding ‘Ah-Ah’ his legs wrung around your torso, keeping your locked in your place despite your wiggles. 

It became only worse with the feelings of his hands brushing down your ruffled feather again, spreading them over his lap to get a really good look at them. “There are so many more broken ones. We have to take care of them, you understand that, right? It will only hurt so much to lose a few for the sake of keeping you healthy, I promise.”

“No… please…” you muttered as you heard his words, noticing his fingertips combing through every feather to inspect them one by one. “Don’t be a child now, I know what I’m doing. Just be a good birdie and let me handle this, [Name].”

There was no more resisting his words, Keigo being deadset on fixing your ruined feathers, one way or another. “Take a deep breath,” he advised, and you felt the hot tears roll down your cheeks as those words reminded you of the past. Hearing you following his instructions, Keigo did a trial tug, seeing just how much you’d flinch from it before strengthening his legs around your torso, knowing it would cause a lot of stirring if he really pulled it out.

“On the count of three, my Dove.”

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angel by massive attack

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yandere asylum therapist! suguru x reader

my first ever dark content/yandere oneshot aaaaaa!!! plsss thoroughly go through the cw’s before reading ^^;

read the prequel here!!! :)

cw’s!!: non-consensual drugging, mentions of needles/syringes, medical malpractice, descriptions of violence (gutting, beating someone to death, etc.), mentions/romanticization of cannibalism, blood eating, medical abuse (???), gn! reader, no use of y/n, uhhhh freaky suguru. like he’s actually crazy (but so are u) and uhhh i think that’s it?? ^^;

wc: 1.3k (what.)

“how have you been feeling?” your therapists voice is soft, just barely loud enough for you to hear. it’s like he’s trying to grasp at any sense of normalcy, as if any of this was normal. your head feels like it’s filled with cotton when you move to look at him, a deadly look in your dazed, slow-blinking eyes.

he completely disregards your glare with nothing but a growing smirk, shifting to adjust your position on his lap. “i see you’ve taken well to the sedatives.” his cold hand grazes your bare arm as he speaks and you have to resist the urge to use all of the strength you have left to throw yourself onto the floor just to get away from him. you decided against it. you wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of seeing you like that.

suguru’s a charming man. every nurse, therapist, and criminal in this hellhole of an institution knew that. maybe that’s why he clung to you like this. you saw through him, had threatened to knock his teeth out just because you found his smile unsettling in the preliminary meeting (“a convenient way to find your perfect fit!” is what one of the brochures had read).

a few weeks later he was your primary therapist. the only one allowed to see you for sessions and the only one able to prescribe what medicine you took.

this time it was a strong sedative administered by needle, only given to you the one day a week you saw him for your “sessions”. he seemed to enjoy this one, considering how he hadn’t switched the prescription in almost a month (though you were sure he was upping the dose every week, there was no other explanation for the way the syringe seemed to get more and more full every time you saw the nurses holding it).

it’s only now that he seemed to notice the narrow-eyed expression you were giving him. “aw, don’t look at me like that… it’s for my safety, angel. i can’t have you lashing out and hurting me, can i?” his palm rests on your cheek and as much as you will the muscles in your neck to jerk away from his touch, it still doesn’t work. only a small grunt leaves you and that sound only heightens the amusement in his eyes.

“m’gonna fuckin’ kill you…” you manage to strain out. you despise how weak your voice sounds. you despise the way his eyebrow quirks up in interest in response to your threat. you despise how his voice comes out a low, patronizing purr when he asks “oh, are you?” because he knows you will. he knows that if he lowers your dose you won’t hesitate to hunt him down. he’s seen your files, he knows.

you let out a shaky breath at his words, that deadly glare in your eyes never faltering as your head nods in response to his question (though he’d barely constitute it as a nod, more like a subtle twitch of your muscles). “m’gonna gut you… cut you alllll the way from your bellybutton to your fuckin’ throat…” you can feel the delirium from your medication settling in when you’re halfway through speaking, but that doesn’t stop you.

“how gruesome.” is all he hums, a deep, twisted glint of admiration in his gaze. “you’ve certainly grown more creative.” the pad of his thumb presses into your bottom lip as he speaks. he seems almost satisfied with your violent description, like you’d just given him the greatest gift he could possibly ask for (to him, it was).

he couldn’t help but feel touched by your words, how you planned something particularly torturous just to bring him as much pain as possible. the way you hurt people — at least before you were admitted — was concise and unmeditated. someone made you lose your temper so you hurt them, plain and simple as that. you were only able to plead insanity because of the way you “blacked out”, only noticing the soreness in your arms (and the brain matter in your hair) after you had beat a man to death.

so for you — a patient with uncontrollable violent outbursts — to plan something specific just for him? oh, he could feel the pleasant chill rolling down his spine. how would you do it, suguru wondered. would you steal a scalpel from the nurses or a knife from the kitchen? would the way you cut him open be clean — planned, even — or would you just hack at his skin until you were satisfied? he could almost imagine the way you’d pin him down (not like you had to, he’d let you see his insides if you asked politely enough) and run the cool metal over his abdomen before he felt the sharp contrast of the warmth of his blood trickling down his skin. he could only hope he would be alive long enough to see the crimson tainting the pretty skin of your hands, getting under your nails and sinking into the grooves of your palms, absorbing every drop of him.

suguru was so lost in his fantasies that he didn’t notice the way you had squinted at his far away expression, a muscle in your jaw giving a small twitch. maybe if you…

suguru also didn’t notice the way you had managed to slowly pry your jaw open, the tip of his thumb now resting against the ridges of your bottom row of teeth. at least, he didn’t notice until you miraculously willed your jaw to snap shut, the metallic taste on your tongue bringing you a primal sense of satisfaction (you would’ve preferred to bite the the tip of his thumb clean off to teach him a lesson, but this would do).

and oh, you would’ve laughed in his face if you could when you heard that strangled little gasp leave his lips. you relished in the way he watched you with a dumbfounded look, his usually piercing eyes opened wide in surprise.

your victory was disturbingly short lived, though. his shock quickly turned into something almost giddy with the way his eyes seemed to light up like a child who was just handed their favorite toy. he forced his thumb deeper into your mouth, his head cocking to the side almost observantly. “how do i taste, angel? hm?” there’s a crazed look in his eyes. you feel like you’re getting dissected. “maybe you should eat me after you cut me open, yeah? i’d let you, you have my permission.” he’s all too eager to give you more ideas, more ways to torture him even after death.

his arm snakes around your middle so he can press a palm to your stomach. “i’d be with you forever… wouldn’t you like that, angel?” he murmurs lowly by your ear. you don’t have the strength to answer anymore, your eyes blinking slower… and slower…

he holds you tight as you slump against him, (the sedatives make you intensely drowsy… it doesn’t help that he had prescribed you double the recommended amount) making a mental note to up your dosage once again. he can’t risk you building up some sort of immunity, can he? if the force of your bite was any indication, he’d have to find a new medicine for you within the next month or two (not like it was any hassle on his end. if anything, he was excited to see your adorably pathetic attempts to brute force your way through the daze of a new drug).

he just had to keep you here with him… you’d learn to love it.

to love him.

Sneak peak of yandere!multiverse travelers hehe

Ok, before I actually sleep, imma show ya'll my potential yandere ocs that I will write about. So, it's like a check list/sneak peak/oc to do list hehe

Yandere!Multiverse traveler 🟪

Yandere!outlaw 🟪

Yandere!DILF (early retired soldier) 🟪

Yandere!werewolf 🟪

Yandere!Vulture hybrid 🟪

and to be added more <3

↓ Symbols ↓

🟪 — Brainstorming

🟣 — Writing

💜 — Posted!

“My life, there's no need of fear. You claimed me; soul and the divine power. That inexpensive junk you have on your neck is my soul itself. I'm no gentleman if I don't yearn the person who called me their death.”

Random doodles of Morrigan before I fall asleep lololol

Morrigan's fic introduction.

This is so cool, I'm in

Me, thinking about more ideas of my yandere babygirls for this:

Yandere Zine

Hey everybody! Me and another writer are creating a YANDERE ZINE happen by (hopefully) August and would love to know if there are any other writers/artists/weirdos who are interested in joining! whether it be submitting your own art or writing, helping with formatting, or spreading the word, please feel free to reach out/ reblog if you'd like to join!

For every Grim Reaper made is a soul taken away. Morrigan was no exception. His soul separated from him and was placed upon a necklace that store him like cheap junk. He figured he never had a purpose again other than taking the dead to the afterlife. Until you brought his soul and wore it around your neck. And with his logic, you claimed him. And now he'll claimed you too; no matter what.

My design for Yan!Grim reaper that was made on the spot lmao. I think I'll keep this design while i figure out more yandere ocs. Hmmmmm....

Also yes, I am a monster fucker.

The fic that I made for Yan!Grim Reaper

Yan!grim reaper x reckless GN reader

Contains: Car accident mentions, horror elements ish, basic yandere shenanigans, not plotted properly so may or may not have plot holes

People wondered if your luck ever runs out. After buying that silly red eye necklace from your local thrifting clothing store, things aren't as painful than before.

First it was a papercut— Which with your own eyes, watched it heal in real time.

Then, it was a knife to the finger, yet it seemed as if the blade missed its chance to even get to your finger. That's odd, you swore you felt a sting.

And as more mishaps circulate from injury to another,

you were involved with a car accident. It was a hit and run— The man left you while you lie there bleeding. Yet, your eyes opened to see a hospital ward. You survived, miraculously. And the news on the TV tells about the man who ditched the accident scene, ended up dying from another car accident.

Something's feels off now. After that mysterious necklace wrapped around your neck, it is as if death wasn't at your throat.

You were dispatched from the hospital after a few months of healing and tests. You can't seemed to piece things together. Doctors and nurses either get sick or passed away in their sleep days after they showed an interest of you for a platonic connection. Was that a coincidence? Or something is happening, because of this necklace?

Maybe it's your mind playing tricks. As you walk back home, you squint your eyes to see some sort of hooded figure at the distance; opposite to the road.

He looked at you, eyes all red with no irises as he let out a sinister smile,

“My soul, wrapped around your neck,” he seemed to chuckle, “What a beautiful way to propose, my life.”

A car drove in front of the figure. And when the car's gone, so was he.

Maybe the hospital should stop giving you that healing mocktail. Or so you thought that figure was from your imagination.

Hello can i request Yandere ex crush x oblivious reader? :D

So the reader is hv ex crush which is the yandere back in middle school, back then reader was confessed to yandere but getting rejected harshly, the reader silently like him so the yandere not expect reader to like him because even thought theyre a classmate they're not very close and reader is kind of ignorant and oblivious person, finally when theyre in highschool they're met again but this time they're getting more closer than in middle school because reader approach first as a friend, but the yandere accidentally catch a feelings and it turn into obssesion, he start to stalk, taking photo of reader silently, and finally reader felt something wrong with him and decided to make a bound betweem reader and him, finally i let you to continue with your own imagination dear author ^_^ thankyou i h ope you understand T_T

Okay, I hope you like it :D By the way, I apologize for not having published, I was busy with projects and exams, I have a declaration contest coming up soon, wish me luck please 😭

YANDERE EX CRUSH X OBLIVIOUS READER

You and him had met in high school, you were classmates, of course you didn't get along much, but secretly. You liked him a lot.

Back then, you were more innocent and naive than now, so it was easy to fall in love with your serious and quiet classmate, who didn't even notice you.

You sent him anonymous letters, sweets, small gifts, anything tender that could make his heart melt <3

But he coldly just kept them or threw them away.

He didn't imagine that you were in love with him, I mean, if we're not friends, why are you attracted to him?

You didn't even know, it was like that

So one day you took courage and you cited it in a park near the school.

Mistake

You were excited to see him arrive, there was hope in you that your love would be reciprocated.

But it was the opposite...

"So... I mean... I like you, you seem interesting and cute and..."

"I see where you're going, sorry, I'm not interested."

He said without even looking you in the eyes and leaving.

Needless to say, you felt bad and cried, your first confession and your first rejection.

Normal, they were practically two children, so you got over it and forgot.

But now...

The two had met again at school :D

Needless to say, it was difficult for you to recognize him, you were not good at remembering, and you were no longer classmates, you were in different classes, but you were happy to see him again, it made you nostalgic to remember him.

But...

He didn't feel anything when he saw you again, he believed, he just smiled when he remembered what you were like when you were in high school and you liked him.

The days passed and they accidentally found themselves on the way home.

You smiled when you saw him and decided to talk to him again.

"Mmmm, hey, do you remember me? :)"

He simply turned around saying "Of course, how could I not remember the girl who harassed me?"

"Hey, that's not true, I just liked you," you said, laughing.

"That's why," he smiled and squeezed your cheek.

¿To like is to harass?

From there they became friends, in fact, it was nice that they began to be more together, as friends.

But he started to get confused, he doesn't know why when he sees you he feels so happy, so strange and he feels butterflies.

"It's just honey, he thought naively.

But suddenly he remembered how much he missed a girl being as sweet to him as you had been a long time ago and did not know how to take advantage

Your tender details, in his mind, maybe you still had feelings for him, that is, you've known him longer than anyone else, if you met again, it's for a reason!

Unknowingly, he started laying you down.

He didn't let you go home alone any day.

"Hey, you don't need to come with me every day, I'm fine."

"I do it because you are a very stupid girl, something could happen to you"

HE ONLY WANTS TO SEE YOU WALK IN THE PRETTY WAY YOU DO

He started taking photos of you, consensual and distracted.

"Hey, smile more, please, you don't see such a strange girl every day" he said in a mocking tone while he took a photo of you.

"Shut up, or I'll hit you," you said with a frown.

A blow from you would be like an angel's kiss.

Maybe your things started to get lost, photographs with friends, drawings, your strawberry lipstick.

"Mmm, I'm sure I forgot them somewhere, no way," you thought in disbelief.

"Is that what your lips taste like?" He said in his room while smelling the lipstick and looking at your photo.

"I love her too much " He said sighing with love for you.

At one point, I already had his room upholstered with your cute image, careless, smiling, in pajamas, with your pets, with him <3

One day you were closer to a friend of yours, more than usual.

So he decided to hit him in an abandoned lot, to make it clear that he will stay away from you:>

You were surprised when all your friends walked away from you, except for him.

Then you began to doubt, he had so much preference for you and he was so affectionate and teasing with you, that he was not normal, practically his days were based on you.

“Hey, we need to talk,” you said seriously.

"What's going on?" “He said distressedly.

"Uh, I just need to know, do you love me, I mean, as a friend, as something more?"

"¿What are you saying? Silly girl, of course I love you, like a friend, like the naive girl that you are, don't worry, I only care about you, others just don't care about you like I do." , just

You simply sighed and smiled giving him a hug.

He pulled you closer to his body and squeezed you.

"Someday, you will be only mine, I will make you forget everyone, in your mind it will be only me :3

Don't worry, he will make you love him as much as when you were younger, he loves you so strongly and devotedly that he would do anything for you, even things that are not good...

"Hey, I've been thinking about that... And I think the best thing would be for you and me to be more than friends, I mean, you're so pretty, I love you" he told you affectionately...

Regardless of your answer, he is prepared for anything, even if you reject him, he will make you be with him at all costs, you better accept or prepare for the sun of your days to be only him, because you are already the moon that illuminates their dark nights.

Hello! Can I request imagines for a simultaneously kuudere yandere please? Like they act like they don't care about you, or maybe they are indifferent to you on the outside, but in reality they are stalking you and is totally crazy for you

Oh, of course:) this would be my first imagine, I hope you like it, pretty little person.

YANDERE WHO DOES NOT SHOW HIS FEELINGS (KUUDERE) X READER

It all started when he changed schools, now he was the new boy at school, although it wasn't a big deal because of his seriousness, there were still girls excited because in a way he was handsome.

Then... he saw you... You looked like a little bird, you didn't even realize what was happening around you, you just drew without paying attention.

Something in his chest began to accelerate when he saw you, on the inside, he was a mess, but on the outside he was simply serious, looking at you, until the teacher brought him out of his trance by telling him that he will sit in the seat behind you.

God, you looked so cute and focused drawing, you didn't even pay attention to him, but it didn't matter, he couldn't look desperate for your attention when he was just entering school.

He spent a few days simply admiring you, he wondered what was in you, in a way, you were like him, reserved, serious, but you were always in your world, happy.

He was dying to talk to you, to be your friend, but his lack of expression wouldn't let him.

It was until you spoke to him, in a way, well, while you were drawing you turned to him to show him your drawing of a cat with a tie.

He couldn't be more excited internally.

"Hey, don't you think you look alike?" you asked mockingly.

He just looked at the drawing and answered "I don't believe it."

But inside he burned, that silly interaction had been so meaningful to him.

Since then you began to talk more with him, with your strange attitude that characterized you, but for him it was like that of an angel.

You always made comments about how serious he was and the company of friends he was missing.

Friends? With you it's more than enough

"You need a girlfriend to warm your frozen heart," you said, laughing.

"How unnecessary," he replied coldly.

Yes, he only needs you

Despite what you made him feel, he didn't accept his feelings for you, obviously not, he doesn't like you, he had never felt that way, he had always been cold and distant.

The poor boy doesn't understand why you make his cheeks heat up and his heart beat hard :(

Because of how he treats you, you think that he simply sees you as another companion, but still, he is a good boy so you talk to him kindly, as if he were a great friend to you: D

He might deny his feelings for you, but his attitude was something else.

Always seeing you in class, following you home, memorizing everything you like, your list of friends... (Be careful, if they get too close to you... Soon your list will be reduced to just him ♡)

Your hugs, your details, your words, your touches, were like honey to him, although he loved them, he only received them with a serious face and a dry "thank you."

Those cute details that you give him like letters and drawings go to a special corner in his room <3

He was in everything, is your cat lost? Oh, don't be surprised if he knocks on your door with the adorable animal at his side.

"Don't be so stupid again and don't let him escape," he said indifferently.

-Yeah! "Thank you," you said amicably, taking the cat.

Lost pencils? Hair clips? Drawings? Even your toothbrush? Everything lost!

Obviously you thought you were clueless and lost everything, it wouldn't occur to you that your introverted friend is the cause of taking your possessions:3

-Hey you know? I really like you despite your cold attitude, in fact, I already consider you a friend ;) - you said naively.

-Oh really? "Maybe I already consider you a friend," he replied dryly.

He lies, for him you are his world, but he doesn't accept it and you don't know it...

Hello<3

My name is Alice, in this blog I intend to write Yandere content/material/imagines, so you can place your requests. 🦴🍖

I have no limitations on what I write so feel free to request whatever you want.

English is not my first language so I apologize for any grammatical errors I may have D:

Bye❗

Quick "protective mother Nature and yandere lover" drabble.

In the drabble, the yandere's darling doesn't feel well in their relationship and their darling's a spiritualist and a child of Mother Nature.

"Who do you simply think you are to treat my child that way? My child deserves to bloom freely, not be crused under your absolute patheticness and selfishness. Do you think my child would love you back if you keep them locked and without the proper stuff? Oh no, what you have now is their destroyed version. You destroyed my child, you small-minded imbecile. My child will never love you if you continue with this idiocity. You. Don't. Deserve. Their. Kindness. Or. Anything. Of. Them."

Mother Nature spoke coldly to the foolish yandere who thought that their darling is doing fine under their care. They weren't complaining and fighting back anymore, so what's the problem? To them, that's what a happy life with their darling is. The yandere got even a bit offended and shocked at the deity's words. They had done only what they needed to to have their darling to love them, but was that love really there?

Their darling had lost their smile, the spark in their eyes, their interest in their absolute favorite hobbies, but they were listening and being obedient, so that would mean that they love them back, right? Sure, they had to do some physical punishments on them, but it was necessary in that moment.

"You don't understand my child like I do. My child needs care and freedom. You won't expect to have a garden of healthy flowers with no right conditions, right? You don't love my child, you're simply trying to fill in something disgusting of yours that even Zeus would be disgusted with. You only have one choice: Either treat my child right or continue with your bullshit and I'll show you hell. Choose."

Mother Nature didn't play around with her sweet and caring child. If she thinks that her child is being mistreated, she'll show hell to that person. She knows how her child deserves to be treated, they should be treated like the greatest thing on the Earth, like the air that foolish obsessed fool needs, but instead what do they do? Stomped on her precious child like a disgusting sadist to a precious and rare flower. She will not allow that.

"You do not know even an ounce of how to take care of them, so leave their life, right now at this instant. I'm not joking around as my child's happiness and safety is my top priority in my whole life."