#yandere kafka x reader

[asce-of-hearts]

TW: NONCON/DUBCON

Kafka, who quite literally feeds you poison.

Kafka who slips powder into your tea, making you all soft, and sweet and pliant for her. Who wraps her coat around your shoulders as she presses a kiss to the corner of your lips, slightly agape as you slip further and further away from reality.

Kafka who can only laugh to herself when she realizes she has covered your face and neck in lipstick marks.

Kafka who's gloved hands trace every curve of your body, who likes dressing you in soft, pretty lingerie that clings to your body so beautifully. So elegant yet so lewd.

Kafka who only whispers soothing words in your ear when you start to wake up, making you all dizzy as she runs her hands over your naked torso, dancing over your skin as they wander downwards.

Kafka who softly hushes you as you moan and writhe under her ministrations, her fingers so stimulating, sending small electric shocks that echo all the way to your brain as she toys with every pleasure point your body has.

Kafka who lets you suckle at her breasts, your eyes hazy and clouded, who can only smile tenderly at how blissful you look in that moment. Who will continue to play with you as she practically breastfeeds you.

Kafka who's strings are so embedded into your mind you can't think of anything other than that mysterious woman who seems to only appear in your dreams, dreams you cannot remember once you wake up.

Kafka M.List

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[thequietkid-moonie]

You, you, you and only you, no need of someone else

[ DRABBLE ] [ Honkai star rail ]

⚠️ Yandere, I don't support nor try to romanticize this toxic behaivor, i just write it for entretaiment

> Poly, how much they are willing to work together for their darling's sake

The Astral Express crew

Their darling is now just part of the big family they are, there are no question asked but, of course, the unhealthy love shared is not mentioned neither, the trailblazer and March 7th are the ones who take this as if it was something completely normal, this is the way things must be, while is Himeko who makes sure everything goes the right way, that neither their darling or anyone else try anything funny while Welt is the more considerate with their darling, always making sure they are alright (as far as it can be), Dan Heng is the one who hesitant the most but because he feels like he shouldn't, but just some acceptance or even just need from his darling is needed for him to be completely on it with everyone else

The Stellaron Hunters

There is an unspoken understanding between the Stellaron Hunters, it took no time to realice that they were in love with the same darling but it was accepted pretty quick, in all honestly it was Kafka who made everyone accepted as it is and decide to just work together. Kafka and Firefly are the ones who spend more time with all together, doting their darling (and sometimes baby them) while Silver Wolf and Blade are more passive, until they require time alone with their darling, wich is understood for every one else, they darling is going to be safe with them, no one will ever reach them, and if it happens that person will not live enough to be a problem

[zeyris-daydreams]

//yandere

Kafka held your face with her hand, her eyes soft similarly to her pillowy lips that pressed kisses onto your face. Her cherry red lipstick left smears across your freshly washed skin.

The bitterness inside of your chest bubbled like a concoction upon a stove, your fingers curled into tight fists on the bed you were sat on. Knuckles turned white, and they ached just as you ached to tear away.

"Don't give me that look," the woman mused, her fingers releasing your face. Her lipstick was snapped shut before she picked up yet another one, easily applying it onto her lips. "it's not going to help you"

When the new tint decorated her lip he easily kissed right near your lip, the corner of your mouth, where she lingered. She was perched on top of your lap regardless, finding the elevated view point to be fitting.

You grit your teeth and looked away. Discussing things with Kafka was like talking to a brick wall, you've long learned that after weeks of solitary confinement.

Kafka didn't feel fear. And she neither felt bad. "That simply won't do."

Her manicured nails lightly dug into your cheeks as she turned your gaze back to her. "I'm not done testing my lipsticks yet, that's the most souvenirs you can get from my last trip to Xianzhou."

Kafka wasn't unaware. She wasn't delusional. She had what she wanted, and she didn't shy away from the wrongness of her actions.

Worse than that; she didn't care about their moral implications, because Kafka was a woman who knew what she wanted. And, she wanted you.

[leaf-line]

Hello! Can i request some Yandere robin/Kafka and Himeko (seperate) x Gn reader, romantic hcs, please?

𝐒𝐡𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐲

Yandere! Robin/Kafka/Himeko x Gn! Reader

❏ You weren't staying away from them because you were 'shy', you have a perfectly good reason to.

cw: ooc, general yandere content.

w/c: 1,557

You were happy with what you have, you were happy with the many people around you, but you liked Robin too.

She was irreplaceable, along with all of the people you love. You cared about everyone.

Robin liked you too! She liked the way you told her not to push herself much and to not pressure herself, the way you were all worried and caring for Robin.

She relishes on your affection for her greatly, no matter how small or big it is, Robin would indulge in your attention.

Even if you give her the smallest affection, then the largest to somebody else, she's... she's... She's fine by it. Totally.

But later, you were suddenly down, refusing to pay attention to her, or anything for the matter, even yourself.

Thus... Robin thinks you need saving.

No, no, why won't you smile like you used to? Did something so bad happen?

Robin is appalled by the way you just won't help yourself or push yourself for the better and move on? Isn't that what you told her to do? Why are you opting to be a flesh rotting in your bed and not getting out of your shell?

She had problems too, she too were hard on herself when her mom died, but she used those experiences to get up and push further, why can't you do the same?

She thought that maybe it was her turn to give her full affection and attention to you instead. In a way to pay you back, yet... You won't allow her.

Robin is just concerned. Why won't you let her pamper you?

Why won't you let her sing songs to you?

Why won't you let her visit you?

How could you even refuse such an angel who's willing to drag you up when you're down?

Maybe you're shy. Perhaps she's way too overbearing for your mental capacity to accept her payback. She's sweet, empathetic, and extremely kind to you, especially you.

Why else would you avoid her other than the reason that you're flustered by her appearance? It's because of that, and that's the only reason.

"Oh... My love... Is there any other reason why you're avoiding me other than you think I'll over shine you? Don't worry, I won't do that. You deserve your own spotlight! I'll look at it, only me... I love you, alright?"

She says, clinging on your waist, holding it down enough for you to be thoroughly uncomfortable inside. She would then brush your hair with her hand as if you were a delicate being she needed to protect from danger.

Even after you have tried to escape her countless times, she still has you in her arms, begging for your attention every second, every minute, every hour. It's scary to know that with the snap of her fingers, all of her devoted fans would turn their heads at you, ready to strike with their pitch forks and torches for not accepting such an angel in your life.

Though... Has she ever stopped and thought that maybe, just maybe, the reason for you avoiding her was because you just figured out that she's the reason that the people you've recently been talking to disappear out of thin air? Even the ones you treasured and cared for?

You didn't find any animal fact that said birds are ruthless when they are jealous. You learned it the hard way.

Robin didn't even give you enough time to grieve for them before clinging on to you now that her 'obstacles' are gone.

She hums a melody. It's as if to comfort you from your loss, it feels mocking.

You found a lady so breathtakingly beautiful it captured your full attention.

You then would ask for her number, maybe start a small chat, heck, even standing next to such beauty would be enough.

If you found Kafka beautiful, then she finds you adorable.

She's curious as to why you would willingly march straight into danger, clueless and unarmed. She might as well give it a shot and try to get to know you better.

This isn't a part of the script. Plus, she finds your face and mentality cute. Is there really no way you don't know anything about her?

Perhaps you don't read the news or you haven't seen her wanted posters in all its glory. Perhaps you knew and are just dipping your hand in with hidden intent. Perhaps you're just dumb. Either way, she'll know soon enough.

Rather than subtly forcing you to outright say who you are, Kafka played the slow—yet fun—game.

You went from conversing, to going on dates, to walking together in the sunset.

And not once has she seen you feel threatened around her, or even show a hint of your plans to capture her. Every last bit of you was adorable as she thought. That surprises her for a bit. However, not for long.

"This gift is handmade, my efforts and results. Accept it, dear." People's fun has to end one way or another

Her voice makes your ears ring, it gives you a headache. As much you want to cover your ears and muffle her sickly sweet voice, you can't. Your hand is trembling. It is too heavy to move, and you already feel bile rising up on your throat.

It was going well. Now you're asking yourself why we're you sitting on the ground, bathing in a puddle of blood.

Huh...? She told you in one of your dates she was going to gift you a big surprise, you weren't expecting a surprise that makes you fall on your knees at the sight in a different way.

Why... Why is this happening?

You get up on your feet and run away as fast as you can, just anyhow to get away from her.

"Don't try to back out now... You're hurting my feelings." Her footsteps were slow, loud, impending.

Tap, tap, tap, tap—

"You wanted to get to know me too, didn't you? Are you not liking what you see? Are you not liking the real me?" She tries to convince you.

Tap, tap, tap—

"Come on, don't be shy, I don't bite, I promise, come out now. You can't hide forever, can you?" She hums, as if to harmonize it with her footsteps.

Tap.

"Found you."

Don't just walk straight into the cobwebs and try to leave so quickly, for the more you struggle to escape, the more you get tangled and stuck in it.

Himeko wanted you join her, to board the Astral Express, telling you all sorts of stuffs about how amazing it would be to travel all across the cosmos.

You were there to support her from the start, she wished the same for the end.

You admired her ambitions and pushed her up to reach it. Himeko wanted you to be with her when she does so.

Himeko loved you dearly, the way you would encourage her on her adventures, the way you'd still swallow the last drop of coffee she made for you even though it's hard to swallow, the way you would hold her hand and tell directly that things will go the way she would want it.

She loved the way you can easily melt her heart with those genuine words and touch.

But when you declined and said that you will only be there to watch her fulfill her dreams. It was difficult to take in, but she wasn't able to press further.

And so she conducts the train without you. Only occasionally visiting your home world, then to leave, for there's more other pressing matters.

But the more she embarks, the more she learns and develop her own mindset.

For Himeko, trailblazing follows an unspoken set of steps to commit. Board the train, build immovable and precious memories, then disembark.

In other words, leave. It's difficult, but Himeko's determination perseveres, no matter how many of her short time companions leave her, she will still traverse the stars.

Himeko is the conductor, the train needs her to move.

But she needs you to move. Right now, she needs to hear your voice, your way of lightening up her day with little to no effort. So things will be alright with her. No matter how lonely it gets, no matter how much difficult it is to preserve these memories, she can still retell those adventures with you.

"Isn't that right? [Name]?" She puts her cup of coffee, gazing at the coffee table, then takes a moment to admire the scenery of the window, showing the stars of the universe at full display along with the planet close enough to visualize, then you.

The couch you were sitting on were the same as where Himeko sits. You felt compelled to move away from her, yet she will only move closer. "Don't be shy, it's just the two of us here. The others are away." She gestures at the window. "If you're worried about PomPom, they're in a different room."

She holds your hand tightly, things will go the way she would want it, not the way you would want.

"Please don't leave me. You wouldn't wanna make me lonely, would you?" She holds your hand closer to her face.

Declining isn't an option anymore.

[yanderehsr]

Hi, could I request a reader that confesses to yandere then runs away in embarresment, you can choose anyone you want

Of course, hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour

Ayato: He has this smile on his face the entire time you are trying to confess, he think this is adorable, it makes him think that all the years of manipulation and sabotaging other peoples chances was worth it.

You don't get very far running away, Ayato probably predicted this outcome and had already put an arm around your waist before you can even try to run. Everything was going just like he planned, now he just needs to convince you to marry him and everything will be perfect.

"You have no idea how long I have waited to hear you say that, now let's talk about marriage"

Itto: He is just so happy when he hears you confessing to him, he starts to imagine the future and all that will come, he gets so lost in his fantasies that he doesn't realise that you ran away.

When Itto snaps out of it and he notices you aren't there he panics, he is running around the entirety of Inazuma to find you, he didn't even get a chance to say yes. After he finally finds you again be ready to get a bear hug as he accept your confession. Oh he will never let you go now, not now and not ever.

"Nope, no running away again, you are MY girl now so there is no need to be embarrassed"

Kafka: She listens to the entire confession with her regular smile on her face, it's a bit softer cus she knows what you are trying to say. She interrupts you a couple of times just to see you blush and try to get your bearings back together.

Kafka lets you run away afterwards, one game of cat and mouse wouldn't hurt, she finds you pretty quickly so she can accept your confession. She makes it pretty clear that you are hers now, so no more running away from her, ok.

"It was good you confessed this soon, if you waited any longer I might have had to... do something drastic"

[pwettybbybunny]

Yk how how Kafka has to put Blade on a leash so he won't go feral around Dan Heng, similarly he has to be the rational one in a Yan!Kafka x Reader x Yan!Blade relation. Like:

Reader: Sleeping peacefully in Kafka's arms after a rough session

Yan!Kafka *holding reader tightly*: If I broke their knees they would never be able to leave us right? Should w-

Blade: Don't

Now, it's not like he didn't like the idea, but then you get sad, he don't like his baby sad, and you need your knees to ride him all pretty so, he just swat Kafka's hands away, taking you in his embrace as she pout, she just loves you so much, just wants you forever and ever...

[ruciel]

thinking of a yandere! spider kafka who’s caught you in her web. it’s a strenuous, tedious, process— making her web, that is. she spends arduous hours on spinning the perfect one, threading the silk between her lithe fingers with meticulous precision. so imagine her surprise, and dismay, when you find yourself all tangled up in the invisible twine. usually, she eats the ones that dare disrupt her unfinished artwork. hm, but upon further examination… she can forgive you. kafka isn’t afraid to say it, but your cute face and pathetic pleas have woo’d her. she takes pity on your poor soul, as she leisurely unbinds you from the thin, silky fibres. you’re very grateful, apologising profusely, and thank her for setting you free. oh? is that what you think this is? she tugs at the loose webbing around your torso that you’ve failed to brush off— you think that she’s just letting you go? you’re sorely mistaken, she’s just… relocating you. kafka thinks it’s endearing that you believe this is the grandest web she’s ever spun. certainly not, besides, if you can’t handle getting out of this measly side-project of hers alone, how could you ever continue survive without her?

[yandere-romanticaa]

The very concept of fear, while not liked amongst living creatures, is still very much necessary. After all, if you see a predator coming straight towards you, the correct thing to do is either run or hide. If you try to fight it the chances of actually living to tell the tale are slim to none.

That same concept does not apply to Kafka.

Frankly, she does not understand that dreadful feeling. She has heard people describing it as ice creeping up your spine and taking over your body while increasing your pulse, forcing you to move but your body never seems to cooperate.

In turn, that is one of the reasons why she joined the Stellaron Hunters.

Elio had plans, great plans. And Kafka was following them to a T.

But the universe likes to play games. And her new favorite thing to play with became you.

The woman took a morbid interest in you, just something silly to toy with to pass the time. She adored dressing you up and even going as far to do your makeup, her own personal little doll. She would have you cling onto her arm as her jacket was sprawled across your shoulders, marking you successfully as her own. She liked that, Kafka realized. Her smell clinging to your own, marring it with her endless desire. The way in which she would touch you sent shivers down your spine - gentle but cruel, the woman was a walking contradiction.

That was how she spent most of her free time, with you by her side. Those times were blissful and sweet, like a delicate candy just waiting to be unwrapped and made to be enjoyed.

Nothing stays the same though. Be it good or bad.

And Kafka needed to be reminded of that fact.

There she stood, for the first time ever frozen in her spot. Monsters were crawling everywhere, their sharp teeth and loud howls forcing ripples through the air as they sensed fresh blood, your blood. And there you were, on the ground, wounded, alone.

Scared.

Was this fear? Was this the feeling Kafka was aspiring to have?

She was not sure whether or not she wanted to congratulate herself on a job well done or to sink deep into the ground.

People described fear in many different ways and she realized that in that moment, everyone was correct in their own way. It was both ice and frost, darkness and confusion.

A brutal realization that no matter how powerful, you were human. She was human.

Kafka felt her heart swell a little at that thought. Perhaps you were more than just a toy. Why else was she pulling her weapons and slaughtering the hungry beasts which stood in her way?

All she could focus on was you. The way in which you shook like a small leaf - small, defenceless. Weak. You needed Kafka by your side.

The Stellaron Hunter approached you carefully, specks of blood staining her crisp white shirt as she outstretched her hand towards you in a gentleman like fashion. You took it and without warning, she pressed you close to her body. Kafka held you tightly as her purple eyes glimmered with madness and wonder.

You needed her, that much was true.

But, perhaps, she needed you just as much.

[thequietkid-moonie]

Hello! May i request the Yandere Prompt “Abused Darling Feels at Peace with Them” with Kafka, Silver Wolf, and Firefly?

Abused darling feels at peace with them

[ YANDERE HEADCANONS ] [ Kafka, Silver Wolf, Firefly ]

[ Honkai Star Rail ]

⚠️ Yandere, I don't support nor try to romanticize this toxic behaivor, is just for entretaiment

Thank you so much for requesting this prompt! I being wanting to write it but I had no idea with who

Kafka

Despite being a wanted criminal and wouldn't doubt on killing others if she has to Kafka is incredibly caring and gentle towards her darling, for her you are like the most precious treasure she could ever find, someone so beautiful and valuable that she most take good care of!

Kafka is not really going to take a no from your part, once she knows she wants you then she will take you with her and drag you to her side, however she is incredibly good with words and makes everything in her power to make sure you understand that you will be safe and completely loved at her side, wich is not a lie

Knowing that you have a past of suffering any kind of abuse trigger a protective side of Kafka, she doesn't really want to take away from you your freedom (specially if you already accepted her willingly) but she will try even more to make you feel safe and will become even more gentle, holding you close or always having an arm around you, even admiting what she is capable of without a shame just because she wants to show you how sincere and open she will be with you, her beloved darling, take advantage of you and become abusive like those jerks in the past did is the last thing you can expect from her

To go even further she even tell a bit of your backstory to the other sellaron hunters because all of them are like a big family, you must trust then too (even if you don't want to spent much time with them) because knowing how much you mean to Kafka then they will welcome you and protect you just like Kafka does

Getting to know that you feel safe and comfortable at Kafka's side is not a surprise in the slighest, it has being her biggest goal since she fell in love with you, however is something that make her feel prideful and happy, if you trust her then that means you love her too, you want to be with her just as much as she wants to be with you, so of course she will make sure to never betray that trust and make sure you never have to feel fear again, she will always be there for you

Kafka is quite interested on your backstory, she will ask once she knows you are comfortable enough to share it and will insist on hearing the details, she doesn't intent on trigger any kind of bad memory or even push you to a panic attack but she wants to know towards who and why is directed the anger and hate she is feeling right now, besides she wants to replaced the bad memories with good ones of your new life with her, doing similar things but with love and respect so when you look back the only thing you can remember is her and the love she has for you

Despite the anger she feels she will not try to go against the people who treat you bad in the past, she may send a warning leaving clear that is Kafka, the wanted criminal, the sellaron hunter, the merciless murderer, who has them in her sight and is ready to attack when they less expected, but at the end she doesn't directly attack them unless destiny leads her to where that people is, if she has a mision in a planet where those people are the she will take a moment of a blanket space on the scrip to pay them a visit, besides a few more deaths won't really make a diference in the plan

Silver Wolf

For Silver Wolf to fall in love is a tricky situation, since everything is a simple game for her for being the amazing hacker she is then you have to catch her attention, she either ignore your existance or put her full attention on you, there is no other way for Silver Wolf to grow to love you

Then again, for her everything is a simple game, once you manage to catch her attention enough for her to develop an interest that grow more and more over time then she will spend some time tracking down even the smallest details about you she can find just because she can, wich at the end is what lead her to grow obsessed

At first she didn't thought much about your past as a victim of abuse, she was annoyed by what people could do to other just for their selfish desires, but at the end it would be her own selfish desires what will lead her towards you (not that she cares but she admits it with ease, she is not hypocrite)

Silver Wolf always finds a way to get what she wants so having her darling at her side will not be diferent, however, even when the process to take you as hers may be sudden and even invasive once you are with her she takes things more easy on you, she understand that you may still be frighten (specially with knowing your past) so she will give you time to adjust and will actually take time to try and win your trust, she tries to always be honest with you and sincerily invite you over to hang out, you two can play videogames or simply watch something together

Since there is no way you can escape from her, Silver Wolf has no reason to don't give you some freedom and give you time alone, she actually respect your bounduries (but just physicaly, she is always connected to your phone and keep and eye on you), she waits until you are ready to open up personally and show or at least accept the affection, so when you finally feel comfortable enough to even say that you are at peace at her side she takes it as a personal victory, she is so proud of herself and this will lead her to just be more friendly and affectionate towards you

Silver Wolf has no shame on admiting that she already knows everything about your past but also is quick to let you know that she doesn't think less of you, she understands that you are the victim and even assure you that you shouldn't be ashame of it, it wasn't your fault after all. She is not good at providing comfort but she is incredibly good at reasuring you, she treats you with respect and is actually so attentive to don't trigger any bad memory, she pays a lot of attention to you and your reactions to make sure you are feeling safe and yet she insist that is just the normal thing to do (she even makes sure the other sellaron hunters don't cross your bounduries when hanging out with them but doesn't really give an explanation not that they will need it, they somehow understand)

When it comes to the people who have hurt you in the past is a tricky situation, she hates and despise that people and even make sure to know where they are and what are doing all the time but will not do anything unless the aftermath and scars of that abuse is getting in the way of her and her love for you, she is quite selfish in this because unless this trauma messes with your way to relate with her then she will not do nothing to them, but if she does then she will make sure to first make sure every single person knows what kind of monsters they are before ruining completely their lifes, leaving them without any other oportunity in life

Firefly

Now that Firefly has get another chance to live she is determinated to fight for that life, fight to be able to enjoy that same life and find a meaning of life and getting to know her darling is like if she has found the very reason of why is she alive, the reason why she should keep up with life. Firefly wants nothing more than be able to feel alive, to enjoy life, and now that you are in her life what she wants the most is be able to enjoy that same life with you!

Firefly is observant and smart, she is designed to detecta even the smallest details and be wary of her surroundings since she was born during a war, so it won't really take her a long time to notice the small hints of an abusive past, if you dont tell her directly then she will find out herself (besides, she doesn't really want to pry on your privacy, she wants to believe that you will eventually warm up with her and tell her everything about you), even if she noticed the hints quick Firefly will take a while to accept this fact, she is just too scare of accept it that she just tries to deny that someone has dare to do even just look down at you, you mean too much for her to process the idea of someone being physicaly or psychologically abusive towards you

One way of another a abusive past always affects the person and thats the same reason why she feels in rage when she finds out that you suffered from abuse in the past, more than hating what happen in the past Firefly hates how it affects your present, she wants to enjoy life at your side but how she can be at peace when she knows part of you still suffer and hold you back for what you have suffered?

Firefly alone is already caring and affectionate, she keeps her past and details about herself as a secret as long as posible because she want you to love her true self but always make sure to remind you that you are safe with her, she wants you to be happy and to make you happy, she is completely ready to get into a fight if it is to protect you, even if she has to reveal her true identity and get in her armor she doesn't care as long as you are safe

Firefly makes a lot of efforts to make you feel comfortable and safe around her and yet when she noticed that you do feel at peace with her despite the fact that she is a criminal and despite your past, even despite being her whole goal make you feel safe she still feel surprised when noticing that you feel at complete peace with her, that you can let your guard down and put your worries aside to simply enjoy life she feels her heart melting

Forgive her if she start crying when she notice it but she is just too happy of being alive right now, seeing you happy and comfortable at her side makes all those years of suffering all worthy and will lead her to vow to herself to keep protecting you with fer life, she will do everything in her power to make sure no one dares to even look down at you again, she will find a way to save you even from nightmares! Just wait and see

Although, the fact that you feel more at peace doesn't makes her rage dissapear, her feelings are things completely apart, she loves you just as much as she hates the people who have made you suffer and she will make sure to track down that people, nothing will stop her from using her strenght to destroy that people with one single merciless attack

[alito234]

platonic yandere hsr x Reader with the Omnitrix

This work was translated since I don't know much English.

to begin with you are an anomaly you should not exist but hey here you are, you were born on a planet deserted by humans you grew up with a species although intelligent it was not human you lived well until a meteorite fell and there was the damn watch that obviously sticks to your arm and voila now you are a super hero, for the next few years you practiced with the watch for two years and although your family was happy for you and your new powers they knew that you would eventually leave but they were happy for you after all you are their little baby from another kind, you finally get ready to leave the planet at only 12 years old, transformed into a jetray and with a last goodbye you are going to exploit the universe without knowing what awaits you.

stellaron hunters Their first meeting is simply disastrous. They had to kill someone in Elio's name but you stood against them. They clearly didn't take you seriously after all. You're just a brave brat who doesn't know what he's doing. They were shocked when you blinded him before he could see. you transformed into gravattack, you fought transformed into gravattack and you sent him flying obviously none of them were happy but they were still interested in you after all I had never seen anything like you, for Kafka you are interesting I had never seen someone like you a shapeshifter plus I had many questions why a little boy like you had that kind of Power, for Firefly she is curious about your behavior, how you defended a stranger without hesitation. That seemed adorable and noble of you, although she was also upset with you for harming Sam. For Blade, it's simple, she wants to kill you, it doesn't matter much that you are a child. you are a threat and he will It could be for two reasons, one because you humiliated him by simply making him float and not really fighting him, finally, Silver Wolf is interested in the Omnitrix and wants to try to hack it.

when they told Elio about you... he just stayed silent before laughing and asking if they were serious... if he wasn't happy at all, you are an anomaly neither you nor your aliens should exist and now you are a damn threat for your "destiny" In their second meeting it is in Penacony you were simply enjoying the music and the show with your little savings (being a hero is a very poorly paid job) when Kafka tried to use his Spiritual Whisper on you...of course it didn't work against the Sonorosian (echo echo) and you simply multiply to leave her stunned with your sonic screams

Due to his second failed attempt this time it was Blade who tried to cut off your arm directly...he came back with a strong radiation infection but he was pretty calm after all you finally took him seriously...of course his immune system was completely screwed but at least this time it was a fight, silver wolf and firefly were together....both ended up hacked by upgrade and without technology Sam will be out of service and silver wolf's chip was improved...unfortunately it was also destroyed winning the eternal hatred of the lady So if they hate you a lot, after all, you always get in the way of their plans, of course, until that time.

In one of their missions in Penacony they had to kill a slaver on his vacation but there you were they thought you were going to stop them again... but not this time, surprisingly you wanted to stop him because they almost discovered your little home planet and you weren't going to. Allow me, in reality you get along very well with them, they simply have a lot of interests in common like video games with Silver Wolf (you almost always beat him) this makes them have a rivalry, he finds it interesting how you are so good even though you are only If you haven't been playing for a short time, she becomes something like a cool cousin or with the cute firefly who now owes you her life, why guess that you cured her of her entropy loss (bless the creator of the Omnitrix and the genetic repair function) and that's how you won the affection of the girl who is the one you get along with best after all, she only sees you as a little child, she gives you little things like toys that you can't afford because of your miserable hero salary or candy being an amazing big sister

With Blade and Kafka the relationship is more complicated, Kafka asks you many questions about yourself that you awkwardly answer. His questions range from your favorite color to whether you are no longer a virgin. He is clearly interested in your past and how, technically speaking, you are an orphan, which only makes that they are much more interested in you the simple fact that you are so trusting with them something that they love after all it would be very easy to manipulate you and guide you to the "correct" path at their side guiding you like a mother, and finally blade....the evil bastard does not miss the opportunity to try to kill you, from pushing you off a building or in front of some criminals with weapons, he has already tried to stab you and he has done it only for the Omnitrix to transform you into swampfire to resist his stabs and put a strong punch for the attempted murder against you, yes well he simply wants to discover how difficult you are to kill, yes they have a quite complicated relationship after all if you were not so heroic or they were not murderers they would probably be almost friends (except blade that guy he just wants you dead)

They finally have the exslaver and although you only try to take him to a desert planet as punishment... Kafka puts a bullet in his forehead, something that bothers you, although not too much, if it causes the conflict of ideals to start, after all, you are still a problem due to your existence...unless you join them,

Kafka is the one who proposes it simply with a "if you want to stop us from continuing to murder, just join us and you will know why we do it and you will have someone to trust"

Obviously you refuse, you can't just become a Villado, this will disappoint everyone, especially Firefly, who had already become attached to you...the only one who's happy, let's say, is Blade for the simple fact that it means he can keep trying to kill you, the unfortunate one still I try to meet him with a punch from Atomix in the entire stomach, sending him flying, it seems that the fight is going to begin but Kafka stops you with a simple warning "eventually we will come for you little one so either you come for us by the good and we will give you certain freedoms or you will not like what happens when we find that beautiful world where you come from "

you freeze at their threat you trusted them and now this was your punishment they knew about your family and most importantly they knew about you dear home you hesitate for a moment as you consider your options the idea of killing them crosses your mind but you simply dismiss it You're not like that...but if you're a little cheater, you quickly change to amphibian, erasing her memories of your planet from Kafka's head. This surprises the group and angers Kafka, who already grabs the tentacle to pull you towards her and give you a strong punch. "You thought it would be so easy, little brat" Firefly quickly changes to Sam and holds you... you apologize before electrocuting her and fleeing from there transformed into xlr8 and although Firefly wants to go after you Silver Wolf stops her "let him go "Eventually we will meet again" Silver Wolf said amused "after all if that little boy wants to play cat and mouse we will play with him"

coming soon astral express

[ddarker-dreams]

thinking about the stressful dynamic of being shared by yan kafka and blade.

they're both enigmas in their own ways — a woman who cannot experience fear and a man incapable of dying. you're given the premier seat to witnessing the fall of civilizations by their corrupting influence. you once described the pair as pathogens, a comparison kafka considered most appropriate.

"having been in such close quarters with us... doesn't that imply you're infected too?"

she takes your barbed words and plucks the thorns off, one by one, gratified by each prick of her finger. you're left stewing in acrimony that will never have an outlet. she's cunning, always finding a way to engage you after you swore off all engagement. attempting to understand her is like trying to catch water with a sieve, she's too fluid, never adopting a single form. what you can discern is what you wish you remained ignorant to. playful as she is, there's a fond undercurrent. she'll make your eyes water but she stops short of making you cry. she knows your limits better than you do and never pushes you past them. whether this is mercy or the preservation of a toy she finds pleasure in, you can't decide.

somehow, perplexing as kafka is, you can roughly anticipate what's to come when she enters the room, a singsong rendition of your name on her lips.

should you liken kafka to water, then blade is either fire or ice. occasionally both, in a paradox that inevitably ends with you getting burnt. blade doesn't approach you so much as he stays in your proximity and waits. for what exactly, neither of you know, but he isn't going anywhere until you concoct some answer. blade doesn't outright intimidate you, yet there's this oppressive atmosphere accompanying his presence that's unnerving. you would've thought he loathed you if it wasn't for kafka chiming in that you're his phone background. if you work up the courage to talk to him, he's a better listener than kafka. he won't outright comfort you with his words, considering he's 50% of the reason you're so stressed. he does pick up little souvenirs from his various jobs throughout the universe. they're found on your nightstand, no note, no clear indication of who left it, but you know anyway.

they're both strange, throwing twists and turns your way that make navigation impossible. there is but one definitive rule they share.

you are a being they can't — and won't — do without.

[yanderehsr]

I saw the "Veronica open the door!" ask so now I gotta request the same thing but with yandere Himeko, Kafka, and Natasha, please!

Okay, Hope you'll enjoy😁

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Himeko: Harsh desperate knocks can be heard at first, she is pounding on the other side of the door while yelling at you to come out, she doesn't sound angry at you tho, more like desperate for you to come out, she needs to hold you.

Himeko will stop knocking after a while, you are confused, did she finally give up. That hope will quickly vanish as you hear weird sounds on the other side of the door. Himeko screws off the hinges of the door and just removes it, if there is no way to get you then she'll just make a way.

"Did you really think a door would keep me away from you, I'm a mechanic for aeons sake, now come here and let me hug you or you will face consequences"

Kafka: There isn't much knocking from her, more threats than anything, she makes threats on everything she can, from your friends to your family, she promises to not hurt them as long as you come out and come with her willingly, she enjoys the game of cat and mouse, just not when she is the one loosing.

If that doesn't work then Kafka's last drop of patience will have been spilled, you are comming out and if she has to shoot down the door to make it happen then so be it. she doesn't care that you broke up with her, she didn't accept it so you are still hers.

"This little charade has gone on long enough, you will come with me before the last of my mercy is gone, do you understand"

Natasha: Desperate banging could be heard along with her begging you to come out. You had just gone through a pretty bad break up with her and this is the consequences of that, she who is usually so calm and collected is begging for you to come back.

Natasha believes that the world is much to horrible for you, she needs to be there to protect you, you need her. You hear shuffling on the other side before the banging becomes heavier, like she is using something as a ram, you get your answer when the door breaks down and you see her holding her gun, she is aiming it at your legs, you will come with her or else.

"Now come with me, I wont accept no for an answer, either you come back willingly or I'll drag you back limp, your choice"

[bellaofthevalley]

Stellaron Hunters: Singing Dove

Content warning: yandere themes, polyamorous relationship, reader is gender-neutral.

It starts with a chase. 

It always starts with a chase. 

You run through the cold, deep snow. Dried leaves and twigs hiding under the snowy blanket crunch beneath your boots, and the little cracking noises they cause makes you want to cry painful, heaving sobs that shake through your frame. 

The moon hangs high in the sky, your singular source of light. You are so deep within this frozen wasteland, not even Belebog's lights show on the horizon. 

A perfect place for them to hunt you. But hunt truly is too kind of a word; a prey has at least a singular, sliver chance of survival. You are merely a toy between their clutches, ever so often placed in a new playground for their amusement, but at the end- 

You will be back with them. It is, after all, part of the script. Always, always, always- 

You stumble and fall on your hands and knees with a painful gasp, foot catching within viney branches that dig into your boots and pants. You'd been running so much, for so long, you hadn't even realised just how out of breath your poor lungs were. 

In, and out. In, and out. In, and out.

You take in one, last big breath before finally looking back to get your foot out of the vines and hopefully, with the mercy of Qlipoth the Preservation and any Aeon that will listen, escape from this hellhole- 

Only to meet two red piercing eyes staring at you from such darkness, not even the moon could disperse it. Peering, watching, waiting. 

"No!" The frightened scream tears itself out of your throat, and your lack of breath and aching foot are forgotten entirely. In the distance, among the flying crows and skittering spiders, you heard the tinkling laugh of a woman.

Everything is dangerous. Everything is dangerous. Everything is dangerous-

He tells you everything is dangerous as he sharpens a sword, cracks going through its cold blade like broken glass. His voice is low, but his eyes are staring straight at you. Gazing, scrutinizing, waiting. 

How many days, weeks, and months have you spent with them now? With him? You know his past by now, something he'd confided in you in the lonely, dead hours of the night, where you craved interaction even from someone like him. When he would crave interaction from you, would seek you out and hoard your time with the excuse that Kafka demanded he needed you to heal him and soothe his mara-struck mind with your singing, nimble fingers unwillingly going through his hair. 

Everything is dangerous, Bǎo bèi. You will stay here with us.

She tells you everything is dangerous without telling you. You are on her lap, so shamefully naked and exposed yet she lounges against the tub as if the world is her oyster to pick, hands on your waist and nails slightly dragging against your skin until there are raised goosebumps trailing up your body. 

It might as well be her world to rule. 

You will not leave, my darling. She says with the softest laugh, burying her pretty face in your tender throat and kissing your skin. Her perfume still clings to her skin, leaving your mind hazy and muddled- all thoughts of your burning homeland they took you from washing away until all you can think of is her, her, her. She's a devil and a devil hunter; she is a spider that has spun into a web you can see neither the start nor end of, demands your songs as if you, your songs and voice all belong to her. 

Everything is dangerous, my lovely. You will not leave, not now nor ever.

You run and run, boots so torn every twig and rock digs into your delicate skin. You are crying, too, stumbling against trees and branches. The noise that comes out of your throat is half-sob, half-prayer. Mercy, oh Aeon, grant me mercy. 

You speed past the forest. It does not matter where you are, only that you leave. There are so many snapping noises, but all of it is from your running so you- you are sure you are safe- 

No more trees, and the lights from Belebog now shine like the very stars of hope. So close now, and freedom tastes so unbelievably sweet on your tongue. You reach a hand out- 

And fall down again, staring up at the star-less sky with wide eyes and a frantic heart. 

No twig or branch made you fall. 

Spider webs did. 

The moon is so beautiful.

"The moon is so beautiful, isn't it, my darling?" 

Kafka looks down on you, kneeling down by your side. Her pretty eyes gleam in the encroaching darkness, mouth stretched into a small smile that is anything but kind. 

Yet her touch is so very gentle when she cups your face, wipes away the lone tear trickling down your cheek. She is even gentler when she leans down to kiss the corner of your lips, this time tasting your second tear. 

It makes her sigh, so awfully fond. The spider web clings to your body, crawling up your limbs. You are unaware of Blade slowly coming out of the woods, your focus entirely on Kafka. 

"You tried your very best," she croons, voice low and soft. Her smile widens, thumb swiping across your chapped lips, smoothing out the furrowed lines between your brows. "But it wasn't enough, was it? It will never be enough, either. But, oh, how beautiful you looked as you ran and ran, so fully convinced you even had a small chance of success… like a frightened rabbit. Isn't that right, Bladie?" 

Blade's silence is unsurprising, and you are glad for it as you finally descend into sobs, turning your head away from her even as her hand chases your face. All of it… was just an illusion? All of it? 

"Carry them, Bladie." Kafka orders, chuckling. She plays with your hair for a few seconds, humming before she kisses you, kisses under your lashes, one last time and gets up. "Carry them home, where they belong." 

 It ends with you back in their arms. 

It always ends with you back in their arms. 

Masterlist.

[stale-trash]

˚ʚꨄ︎ɞ˚ ᴅʀᴇꜱꜱ ᴜᴘ ˚ʚꨄ︎ɞ˚

ᴄᴡ: ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ/ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪᴏʀ, ʟᴏᴀᴅꜱ ᴏꜰ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ, ɪᴍᴘʟɪᴇᴅ ᴠɪᴏʟᴇɴᴄᴇ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀᴠ ʜᴏᴡ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴡᴇʟᴛ, ʜɪᴍᴇᴋᴏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴀꜰᴋᴀ ɪɴꜰʟᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱᴛʏʟᴇ? (ꜰᴇᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ) ᴀ/ɴ: ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴡɪᴛʜᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴄᴇʟʟ, @mini-ism

Welt Yang - teaches you!

This arrangement arose from the time you asked for fashion advice from the man. He was someone you went to regardless of topic for those easily digestible explanations, so why would this be any different? 

Welt meets your expectations and exceeds them as per usual. The outfits he creates with you best compliments your form - seamlessly incorporating your preferred style and elevating it. Slowly but surely, your wardrobe is impacted by his influence. With the clothes he bought alongside you and various accessories that he personally teaches you how to properly wear, it's hard to find an article not linked to him in some manner.

It's important for him to be subtle with his ulterior motives. Teaching you the basics of cohesive and practical dressing is important, but the opportunity to dress you up with little resistance is unbelievably tempting. For that to occur, Welt ensures to spread his influence at a snail's pace, always course-correcting based on your responses. Slow and steady does win the race for a reason.

Ambiguity is imperative to him. Maintaining the image of the resident wise mentor figure as he carefully guides you into making the first move is key to avoiding any…unnecessary actions. Observant ones would simply raise an eyebrow at it all, having no concrete proof of any questionable behavior on his part, and the more oblivious would see him as nothing more than a doting mentor. The perverted would recognize their kin, but to judge would be hypocritical. 

By the time he has you willingly modeling clothes that show more than they hide, you'd be firmly in his grasp. It'd be best for you to be ignorant of the depths of his emotions and simply accept the sanitized version. It's more romantic, you see; your long-time crush reciprocating your feelings is a more heart-warming story than one of a perverted man manipulating you. 

Ignorance is bliss, just leave the burden of knowing the unsavory truth to him.

Kafka - infects you!

The Stellaron Hunter is notoriously elusive in a variety of manners. She is as mysterious as she is dangerous, unpredictable as she is fearless, confident as she is hypnotic - to be caught in her web is inevitable.

It's hard to pin-point when exactly your unconscious conceded self-expression into her hands. Maybe it was gradual, your control over your clothes slowly crumbling as her web tightened around you. Maybe various coats encroach upon your wardrobe the longer she trespasses upon your life. Maybe you gravitate towards clothes she'd approve the more she looks over you out of fear, validation, or a sickening mix.

Or maybe, it happened overnight - either way, your wardrobe is now infested with coats. 

Some come in pairs, intended to be worn as a matching set, and others have clear owners. Some are still warm, and others emanate a soft scent. All make you sick, and none you can avoid.

To free yourself now is nothing more than a far-gone dream. Every movement entangles you further into her intoxicating embrace. 

She calls it beauty, you call it cruelty.

No matter what you did or said, nothing could possibly faze the woman. Even now, Kafka smiled softly, her plush lips glistening with the motion yet her eyes reflected that indescribable emotion. It’s too complicated and intense to simply be blank, yet too unfeeling and unnerving to be anything else. 

“Go on,” she cooed, her words wrapping around your form akin to the coat hanging off your shoulders, “give me a twirl~”

Kafka’s ‘request’ was punctuated with a little handwave, her silver rings catching the dim lights. It was clear all her focus was on you - her little model wearing nothing but a custom-tailored coat - as she sipped her wine lazily. 

So you twirled. You ignored how the cool night air caressed your clammy skin. You ignored how her scent permeated your skin and clogged your nose. You ignored how her coat brushed against your bare skin as if she was behind you, caressing your skin. You ignored the glimpses of your reflection and Kafka’s pleased expression. You ignored how she hummed in appreciation.

You ignored the burst of pride within you.

“Keep it,” she drawled as she swirled her wine like a sommelier, “you’re quite the sight.” 

You ignored the gentle waves of gratefulness that washed over your taut body. 

More coats now occupy your closet, and more emanate a familiar soft scent.

Himeko - dresses you!

Knowledgeable, confident, and elegant - these words might as well be synonyms for the navigator of the Astral Express. She inspires with her words and actions, a role-model for all.

It’s hard not to feel a bit underwhelming when you’re next to her. Like a shadow beneath the fire, it was simply nature - the laws of physics at work. Some were just meant to be more radiant than others and you’ve come to terms with it. Yet, you never considered the possibility that the light would shine above you, gently casting away your shadowy covers. 

Your closet was restructured carefully in her vision for you. It was hard to disagree with her when she was simply so radiant, washing away every one of your concerns with her warm touch. 

Whenever you got dressed for the day, you could feel her guidance surrounding you - her radiance casting away the dullness that perpetually surrounded you. Her approving smile and warm caresses only certified how right you were to trust her; she would never lead you astray.

But Himeko did. 

Her vision for you was a caged bird, a sight only she could enjoy. 

She’ll water you with compliments whenever you comply with her vision, and appreciate how you blossom under her care. She’ll prune any unwanted behavior with a little punishment, and cultivate you back onto her desired path.

Every outfit you now wear has a rose somewhere - whether it be an accessory or embedded within your clothes. The soft yet bitter aroma of coffee permeated your very being like a permanent fragrance. But for Himeko, this was far from enough.

What good was an invisible cage? A sign unreadable by most? A collar with no owner’s name?

It was cute when you didn’t understand her vision, yet imperative that others do. So she’d personally dress you in clothes that emulated the spirit of her own, occasionally giving you her own pieces to wear.

Your cute concerns would be washed away with a warm smile and an even warmer touch. Don’t you want to boost your confidence? What better way than to dress like her - to look like her?

One day, it’ll be her coat she helps you wear properly, even adjusting it throughout the day with a genial smile. Another day, it’ll be a matching golden rose choker she snaps onto your neck.

But her favorite look on you is a red toga dress with a white lining with the high slit on the right-side. Together, you’d match as perfect inverses of each other. Some days, she’d give you the accompanying black mini-skirt, gently forcing you to sit on her bed as she slipped it onto your legs. Yet, most of the time, your legs were exposed to Himeko’s delight. Her hands would rest against your thigh like another accessory, and caress your skin ever so gently until it was rubbed raw. There was no need to hide your beauty from her, she’d reason, it was just the two of you here.

Her vision was lost on you, but you were happy -  happy to finally shine as brightly as your beloved navigator. It didn’t matter - or perhaps register - that your only appreciator was Himeko.

[ruciel]

thinking of a yandere! vampire kafka who feels no fear. not even when she was a human did she ever have such a luxury. but with you, oh you, you’re just seeping with fear all the time. she can practically taste it whenever she’s around you. you always have this adorable look of dread on your face… your hands and body twitch and tremble… and she can hear your heart violently beating against your rib cage… no matter how much you try to hide it, she always knows, and she thinks it’s absolutely delicious. she can enjoy basking in your fear without even having to draw blood from you! but kafka won’t be satiated for long. that’s why she’ll sit you down for a nice dinner, watch and shamelessly stare while you eat your meal. you’ll have a nice glass of wine, and she’ll have an empty glass. by the time you’re done, she thinks she’s ready for her meal. besides, it’s rather rude to deprive a lady a drink, is it not?

[yandere-romanticaa]

🍂 tear you apart.

❝ i want to hold you close, soft breasts, beating heart. as i whisper in your ear - i want to fucking tear you apart. ❞

yandere! various! ghostface! characters x gn! reader.

inspired by the song "tear you apart" by she wants revenge.

just a compilation of characters that i think would be interesting for this. happy friday the 13th!

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐄 ! (genshin impact.)

After years of training and endless carnage, it's only natural for a person to develop specific tastes for the darker aspects of life. Battle and blood were Childe's bread and butter but due to his friendly and frankly charming exterior no one could tell that the young man was a ruthless killer.

Provided that he hides his Harbinger status that is.

There were times when his status was a hastle but there were always some perks, always some string for him to pull and make everything go in the way he wanted them to go. Sometimes, that would include people.

But now, that included you.

Upon first meeting him there was an addictive and boyish charm to the ginger haired man and he had you completely wrapped around his fingers. His pockets were deep but so was his heart and frankly, how dare you just steal it? How dare you be so careless? Don't get him wrong, he wasn't mad per say but he still wanted to teach you a lesson or two, just to make it all stick to your feeble little mind.

He started with your neighbors first.

Childe watches comfortably from high above, hidden away in a tea shop as natives of Liyue Harbor scamper back to their homes as darkness nears. A serial killer is on the loose and the shop owner in which Childe was in had no idea that he just served the man responsible for the deaths of 3 different families. He sipped his tea with content, his heart pounding with excitement. The blade in his pocket was itching for its next victim but he had to be patient.

Patience was a virtue after all.

And once he was done, he was going to claim his prize.

In the meantime, he was going to be nothing less than a sweet and doting friend who was just worried for you. It was only a matter of time when you would fall into his greedy hands and you didn't even know it.

𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐆𝐎𝐋 ! (bungo stray dogs.)

Meeting him was not by choice but you were bound by fate, or so the clown liked to tease.

He stopped you on the street in order to show you a card trick. It was simple but it did the job, he impressed you even if just barely. You'd sigh and turn your head but Nikolai did not fail to see the blush on your cheeks.

He was a man on a mission. Why not indulge himself, just for a little bit?

The public always was fond of a good show and why not give them one in the form of a crazy mass murderer? Donning on a mask and a long black cape his escapade began, his ability was so useful for this.

However, you were always his favorite target.

It started out small, at first. He would use his ability to touch you and to steal your things, particularly if he knew you were alone at home. Seeing that confused expression on your face became a past time of his. His fingers would brush against your cheeks, his touch barely there, like a wandering phantom. Sometimes he would be bolder and press his hand gently against your ribs, maybe even be cheeky and smack your behind ever so playfully.

After a few weeks of this song and dance, watching wasn't enough.

You answered his first call, which pleased him greatly. He gave you impossible riddles and forced you to answer humiliating and degrading questions, all under the threat that he was in your house and was going to kill you lest you complied.

Of course, he had no intentions of doing that. Perhaps he would one day. But for now, he would continue to paint the streets crimson with blood and make you squirm in your seat.

It became his reason for living.

𝐊𝐀𝐅𝐊𝐀 & 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐄 ! (honkai star rail.)

Ah, these two psychos. Where do I start?

Their plans are at first glance, all over the place. Attacks are random and they do not necessarily always go for the big fish too. Sometimes it's a poor street vendor who was just doing their job but his life meant nothing in the end.

Kafka was the main mastermind. Blade was the one who did most of the dirty work.

Her plans were meticulous, deadly. She would come crawling to you from the shadows, her jacket draped over your shoulders as she'd coo into your ear, her face bloody from her latest victim as she toyed with her mask, a carefree smile on her face. You couldn't see him but Blade was also behind you, his presence was impossible to miss. He was large and imposing, like a phantom that couldn't find peace.

Could you perhaps give him something that he couldn't have? If he can't have you in life, can he have you in death?

There was no escaping them, never ever. Dare to try and there would be consequences.

They were so in love with you to the point of madness. The question was - were they going to keep you alive and leashed or were they just that insane to stab you in the heart?

If they can't have you, no one can.

𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐌 𝐉𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 ! (Moriarty the Patriot.)

The streets of London are filled to the brim with gossip and paranoia as the Lord of Crime made his move the previous evening, slaughtering yet another poor noble in his family home. The papers reported that his own children found the corpse, the poor little things.

You hurried to show William the morning paper, morbidly curious about his opinion on this.

Said man could be found lounging about in a cushy, plush red love seat, a hot cup of tea served in front of him by none other than his brother. The two were lost in their own chatter until you abruptly stopped them. Like a sudden storm you pounced on William, his red eyes widening in shock as he tried to calm you down with a sweet smile on his face. You bombarded him with endless questions - who could do something like this, why was it this messy, was the killer sending a message? - all of it came out at such lightning speed that William didn't really understand half of what you said.

It was wrong to corner him like this and let out your frustrations on the man this early in the morning. You knew every single person that died in these past few weeks, all of which were either minor annoyances or massive obstacles in your day to day life.

When it came down to it, their only connection was with you.

Was the police going to come knocking at your door? It was possible! You had no involvement with the crimes but it was incredibly suspicious how everything was connected, like a spiderweb that was being crafted day by day.

It was difficult for William to keep his smirk concealed that morning.

Hours had passed since that interaction and he was back at it, his new victim. He incorporated the fact that you were most likely going to be incriminated in this scheme but it was still in his best interest. It was not difficult to tamper with evidence and blackmail people if need be and best of all, you would always come running to him, scared and worried, for both yourself and the people around you. It was beyond precious how you tell him to not go after sun down, how you made sure to check to see if he was injured or ill.

If you kept doting him like this, he might just slit the throat of every single person that steps foot into London.