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Yandere General x Female Reader x Yandere Emperor Pt. 3

The emperor was sitting in his chair. His cousin was sitting on the side along with other guests. Her ladies were standing by her side. The emperor appeared to be grumpy. Y/N was still not here. 

The emperor waved at one of his subordinates to come over. He bowed before the Emperor. “Where is she?” The subordinate looked conflicted. He was afraid to give the wrong answer. He wanted to keep his head attached so he thought carefully before answering. “Lady Y/N is running errands.” The emperor sighed. He waved off the subordinate. Running errands. For who?

Meanwhile, Y/N was outside the palace. She was at a shop to get a remedy for her adoptive mom. She was sick. The coughs were persistent so Y/N left without concern of living notice. She simply left because when it came to the wellbeing of her adoptive family…nothing mattered except them. 

“This will surely stop the coughing.” You put the money on the counter. “Thanks.” You left the shop. You quickly walked through the crowd. There were tables set in the town. Each table selled different jewels, fruit, knitted dolls, and other goods. “Miss, would you like one?” “Look at this fresh cut fruit!!? “The finest silk has arrived!!? She heard them yell. She politely shook her head. Her face was covered by a bandana mask. They knew she had to be someone important from the clothes she was wearing. It had the royal symbol. A dragon. 

The emperor was annoyed by the talk. “A toast to the emperor.” Everyone lifted their cups. The emperor nodded. He picked up his cup. “Where’s Y/N? Did she upset you?” His cousin asked, snickering when she thought of you. 

The emperor placed his cup down. He stared at his cousin with pure disdain. Has she not learned to disrespect Y/N? It seems like the last punishment wasn’t enough? “There’s nothing she can do to disappoint me.” His cousin nervously glanced down at her lap. “Tell me, cousin. Is there anything you want to tell me?” He gave her permission to tell him anything about his Y/N. This is something she always did when Y/N was not in sight. She looked up from her lap. She cleared her throat. “No. I’m sure you gave Y/N to go outside the palace.” The emperor clenched his hands into fists. I did not know that. He smiled. “Is that all?” He asked, pushing down his rage. He refused to let her get the satisfaction of knowing something he didn’t. She opened and closed her mouth. 

“Announcing the presence of Y/N!!” You walked in. The emperor turned his head as soon as he heard your name. You coldly glanced around the room. You bowed your head, greeting the emperor. The emperor smiled. This was a smile of happiness. “Greetings. I hope I’m not upsetting anyone with my sudden presence.” You sneakily glanced at his cousin. She was glaring at you. She’s clearly talking about me. She scoffed inwardly. 

“Of course not. Come, take a seat beside me.” The emperor stood up. He waited for you to sit before sitting down. “Bring her a plate.” He ordered the closest maid to serve you, which happened to be his cousin’s maid. You made eye contact with your adopted sister and smiled at her. She smiled back. She was a maid at the palace so she was standing by the wall. 

“She only serves me.” His cousin said, making the room go silent. Everyone turned to look at her. You rolled your eyes. The Emperor tilted his head. “And who are you?’ She never learns. “I’m your cousin.” The Emperor nodded. “And who am I?” His cousin frowned. “You're the emperor.” You tapped your fingers on your thigh. 

“Exactly. I’m the Emperor. I get to say who serves me. I have the ultimate authority here. Not you.” You looked ahead.  I’d rather train in the fighting ground than sit here. “Announcing the arrival of the General.” Fuck. Did I summon him? I was just playing. I don’t want to train. You looked over at the entrance. The General was staring at you. He crossed an arm and bow before the Emperor. 

“Saluting the Emperor.” He straightened up. “I thought you were on a mission.” The Emperor asked, furrowing his eyebrows. “Yes. I just arrived from that mission. I finished early. It was successful.” The Emperor nodded. “Take a seat.” You glanced at the empty spot. He would be sitting below you. A plate was placed in front of you. “Thank you.” The maid ignored you and quickly left to stand beside the Emperor’s cousin. 

“Now that everyone is here. You can continue.” The Emperor said, gathering the attention of everyone. You picked up the fork and ate. He scooted closer to your side. You chewed your food. Who knew he would still be clingy? I thought it would go away as he got older. “Is it good?” You hummed. “It’s good.” He felt an unexplainable joy and peace. There’s nothing better than having Y/N beside me. I wonder how she would react if I made her my Empress. 

The General looked at you both. What is this? First, that Prince from another nation. Now the Emperor. He held a serious face. He did his best to hide his jealousy. What gives him the right to be so close to Y/N? He saw the happiness sparkle in the Emperor. The cold Emperor who’s destroyed Empires smiling. He won’t get Y/N. If I have to start a war to take Y/N, I will. I’m sure I can arrange other missions. The General smirked. He can enjoy this moment. I’ll be the one with Y/N as my bride. 

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Jealous Patrick Bateman x Female Reader Pt. 2

“Are you having fun?” One of your coworkers asked Patrick. Patrick scoffed. Is this what they call fun?

“My drink is almost done?” She complained in hopes he would buy her a drink. Patrick hummed, not showing any interest. “Where did you meet Y/N?” Patrick sighed, his eyes didn’t move from where you were sitting. “We went to school together.”

“Aww. Childhood friends. That’s so sweet.” She faked a smile. Patrick rolled his eyes. “Tell me. Has she always been like this?” Patrick glanced at her for a second before turning back to you. “Like what?” And people call me insane? Is she insulting my Y/N? She giggled, slapping him playfully on his shoulder. Patrick grimaced. Only Y/N can touch me.

“She’s quiet. Too quiet. It’s like she’s not all there.” Patrick scoffed. She just like them. Them as in the people who hurt you. You glanced over at Patrick. His posture looked confrontational. You sensed he was irritated. “Is this how you treat everyone or is my Y/N special?” He mockingly smiled at her. You excused yourself from your coworker and made your way to his side.

“I’m serious. She’s weird. It was a pity invite.” Patrick glared at her. Why is she still talking? Can see not see my face? He glanced around the club. Oh, she’s lucky it’s a busy night. “Y/N, she’s perfect the way she is. Maybe you’re too loud. I mean, tell me. Do you ever shut up? Or you just say whatever because between you and me, being normal is overrated.” Patrick grinned at her. He could see the uncertainty in her eyes. She thought she could sway him to push aside Y/N.

She laughed. “Is everything okay?” You asked, standing in front of them. Patrick looked over at you with a soft expression. “I missed you.” He scooted out the booth seat. He hugged you. You hugged him back. “Did she upset you?” You asked, narrowing your eyes. He wasn’t the only protective person in the friendship. It went both ways.

“My ears. She talked them off.” He pulled away. “You’re here now. That’s all that matters to me.” You pursued your lips. You looked at your coworker. She looked away. You frowned. She probably thought badmouthing me would get her into his arms. Pathetic.

Patrick furrowed his eyebrows. “Look at me. Don’t strain your eyes by looking at that lovely coworker of yours.” He grinned. She was anything but lovely. Lovely my ass. “Let’s go somewhere else.”

“The company. The music. Everything sucks here.” Patrick complained, looking into your eyes. You nodded. It was boring. You thought interacting with them would be exciting and inviting but it wasn’t. It felt like they used you to bring Patrick. “I couldn’t agree more.”

“Come.” You went to say something. “They don’t deserve to hear anything from you.” Patrick cling to you. “Alright. Let’s go.” Patrick led you through the crowd. Your coworkers watched you leave. Their eyes filled with hate and envy.

You exited the club. The limo was there. Driver outside has opened the door. “Patrick.” You scolded. He shrugged his shoulders. “You never know.” He was prepared to drag you away from anyone. They were deserving nor worthy of your attention. Only him.

Now siting in the limo. “You should just quit.” You sighed. “Think about it. You could sleep in. You wouldn’t worry about the next project. Reading until god knows what hour at night. You could do whatever you want.” Patrick place his hand on your cheek. You both stared at each other. “Tempting.” Patrick glanced at your lips. “Don’t I know it.” He moved his hand down to your love handle. “I’ll take care of everything. It’ll be freeing.” For both you and I.

“Mmm. You make it sound so good.” Patrick licked his bottom lip. “Imagine if I did more.”

You flushed. “Alright. I’ll try this out.” Patrick smiled in victory. “That’s great. I look forward to seeing your messy hair.” He said, mischievously. “Fuck off.” Patrick gripped tighten on your waist. “No. It’s fuck me.” Your eyes flickered at his lips. Nope. He’s my bestfriend. “In your dreams.”

Patrick moved his hand away. “Yeah, I loved every second of it.” Your eyes went wide. “How much did you drink?” He was such a flirt. “Not much. You know how much I hate drinking when we’re out.” He needed to stay sharp to keep you safe.

“Of course. Part of this job change is them, right?” You asked, staring at the streets. You both faring forward. Patrick nodded. “Part of the reason.” You bit the inside of your cheek. “What..” Patrick interrupted you. “It’s not worth knowing. I’ll take care of it.”

He laid his hand over yours. “All that matters is your happiness. My best interest is yours. Your happiness is my happiness.” It’s us versus everyone else. No one else. Just us.

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Spike x Female Reader Pt. 1

“You’re upset.” He pointed out. You huffed, crossing your arms. “No, I’m not.” Spike smiled. “Yeah. And we’re not vampires.” He said in a playful manner. “Oh, shut up.” You walked away from him. “Love. Come on. Don’t be mad.” He chased after you. You gritted your teeth. “Get your head in the game, Spike.” He raised an eyebrow. “I’d rather get my head somewhere else.” You stopped.

Spike bumped into you. You turned around and faced him. “Spike!" You scolded him. He only smiled mischievously in return. “Don’t be upset, Love. It’s a promise. One that I tend to keep.” He huskily said, staring into your eyes. You looked away. The cool wind felt good against your flushed face.

“W-whatever. J-just keep a distance.” You stammered over what to say. He always flirted with you. He grinned. There’s that expression that I love. As long as I’m around, there will be no frowns. 

“Spike and Y/N. What a rare sight?” A vampire mockingly clapped. You calmly stared at him. This. Is trying to rile me up? You yawned. Spike titled his head. “What do you want?” He held his hands up. “What? Can’t a vampire roam around?” You blinked. He’s either stalling us or is trying to start something? “Have fun.” You walked past him. He was no threat. His only threat was boring you to death. 

“Seriously. You’re no fun.” He speeded in front of you. You looked up at him. Spike snarled, his fangs popping out. You smiled at the vampire. “How’s this for fun?” You plunged your hand into his chest. You gripped his heart. “Isn’t it fun?” You looked over at Spike before looking back at Frank. Spike laughed. “I’m sure you know what I can do. Now, tell me. Are you dying to find out?” You snarled at Frank. He let out a painful groan. “N-no.” You tilted your head. You heard footsteps. “This is my final warning. Take it before I take your heart.” You released his heart and quickly pulled your hand out. 

Frank held his chest and disappeared. “What was that?” Buffy exclaimed, staring at your bloody hand. Spike grumbled. Here she goes again. You wiped your hand. “It’s not as exciting as it was. A century ago, I would have ripped him apart and scattered him around.” You mumbled, clenching your fist. Buffy eyes went wide. “I thought you had it under control.” You coldly laughed. “I’m not a pet. I’m a vampire. The urge comes and goes. Your hate for vampires is no different from mine. You should be thankful that my targets are vampires.”

Spike was in awe. ‘Your chip must be failing then.” You scoffed. “Chip.  I’m not a good vampire. No offense. I know right from wrong. It’s time you get it in your head. I was born a vampire. I’m not some software that you can fix when it becomes flawed.” Spike shrugged. He wasn’t offended. Bloody chip was making him act in a role that seemed human.

Buffy shook her head. What is wrong with her? “And that professor of yours. He won’t find anything. The sooner you accept that I, a vampire, lives and is a part of your twisted humane society, the better.” You said through grit teeth. It was frustrating. It was pain to explain yourself when they kept demonizing you.

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Thomas Shelby x Female Reader (Oc) Pt. 3

You were sitting on the bed. “Save it. I already know what you’re going to say.” You told him, after spotting him by the door.

He raised an eyebrow. “Really? Tell me then. What was I going to say?” He said, in a deep tone. You pursued your lips. “This is about Lilybeth.” Thomas nodded. “And.”

You sighed. “And I met up with her when you said not to.” Thomas swiftly nodded his head up and down. “Exactly.” He pointed his finger at you. “I specifically told you to stay away from her. And what did you do.”

He stood a few feet away for you. “You went behind my back and saw her. Forget that. You were at the pub. Drinking while she was making a fool out of herself.”

“Tommy.” Thomas shook his head. He was furious and frustrated with himself. These feelings were consuming him. “Don’t Tommy me.” He snapped. You scoffed. “I don’t what this tension means between you and Lilybeth but it’s getting on my nerves.” You stood up from the bed.

“I’m getting sick of this.” You glared at him. Thomas laughed. Lilybeth. It all goes back to that woman.

He inhaled and exhaled, trying to calm himself down before saying anything that might hurt you and himself in the process.

He walked up to you. You moved back. “Alright. Listen to me. Okay.” He softly said, reaching out to you. “What for?” I already heard everything. It’s the same thing. Lilybeth this. Lilybeth that. If I didn’t know any better, I would say he was jealous of her.

“Come here.” He gestured for you to get near him. You reluctantly walked over to him. You stood in front of him. “What?” You asked, staring at him. “I’m sorry. My outburst was uncalled for.”

You glanced away. “Hey.” He gently said, reaching up with his hand and gently cupping your cheek so you would turn to look at him. “What? Thomas.” He smiled. “It’s Thomas now.” Your rolled your eyes. “What? You prefer love.” He smirked. “If you insist, I’ll take it.”

“In your dreams.” You clapped back. Thomas bit his lip. “Always.” He replied, staring at you with soft gaze. You’re always my love. In my dream, we’re together.

You looked at him. There’s that stare that Lilybeth talks about. You felt flustered and said the first thing that came to mind. “No. You’re my Thomas.” Thomas chuckled. “Your Thomas. I’ll have to get the rings ready.” Thomas said, staring at your lips.

You pulled away. Thomas hand dropped by his side. “I-I meant. Ugh. You know what I meant.” You rubbed your temple. Thomas nodded. “Don’t worry. Your Thomas knows.” He playfully replied, smiling at your flustered expression.

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Jealous Patrick Bateman x Female Reader Pt. 1

He pulled his headphone away from one side of his ear. “Yeah, I’ll see you guys soon. Mhmm. Bye.” Patrick frowned. It’s late. Who is she going to see at this time. You put your phone away. Patrick took off his headphones. “Any plans for tonight?” You nodded. “Yup.”

“No one can love you like me, Y/N.” Patrick said, looking down at you. “What?” You laughed. Where is this coming from? That was pretty random. His eyes narrowed. What’s so funny? You shook your head. There he goes again listening in on my conversations. “I assume you heard. I’m going on a night with some coworkers, Patrick. You act like I’m running away to get married. “

Patrick laughed. Now that’s funny. “As if I would let you go. Marriage is out of the equation, especially, if it’s not with me, Y/N. You already know this. You promised yourself to me.”

“I was 15. Can’t we look past that.” You mumbled, looking outside the car window. “You gave me your word. You swore.”

You bit your bottom lip. He was right. But that was me comforting him because he felt unloved and I wanted to him to know anyone would want to marry him. Even me.

You shook your head. Wait a minute. “Hey! This isn’t about marriage. This about you letting me go with my coworkers.” You sat up, glaring at him. He smiled at you. “What?” You asked, looking at him confused. Why was he silent? Why is he smiling so fondly at me? He was making you nervous. He chuckled. He saw your fidgeting with your fingers. She looks even more beautiful when she’s nervous.

“Fine. But on one condition.” He turned to face you. “Go on.” You urged him to speak. What could he possibly want? It can be that bad.

“I’ll be your plus one. I want to join you on this adventure.” Patrick said, looking down at you. This way I can keep any coworker away. And I can be with you. “I suppose you can.” He needs some company. He smiled. “Great. Then, I can’t wait to meet your fellow coworkers.” He glanced at his watch. I can’t wait to get rid of them.

“We need to prepare ourselves for this eventful night.” He grinned. He had a planned in mind. One that would make sure you stayed by his side. He nodded to himself. Y/N doesn’t need anyone but me. It’s time I make Y/N realize she only needs me.

Seeing his mischievous smile, you couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit of regret. There’s that grin of his. Last time I saw that grin was when he beat that guy that teased me. “Yeah, let’s go get ready.”

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Yandere Male Idol x Female Idol Reader Pt. 4

Her phone wouldn’t stop ringing. She was doing a live. She was at her home. “Hi.” She greeted her fans. Her eyes followed the comments that were coming fast on her screen.

You guys looked so cute ☺️

Omg, I can’t believe you are dating. My Y/N + Eli ship has sailed ❤️

She frowned. They must have spotted us at the airport. She kept reading. One comment in particular caught her attention.

I can’t believe they kissed.

Y’all shut up before she gets upset.

I can’t wait for your album.

You felt confused. Kiss? What are they talking about? A knock came to the door. Eli walked in. He was out of camera. You waved him off. You had told him to stay off camera.

Who’s that?

Is that Eli? Show him, please. <3

Yesss!!! Are they about to confirm their relationship?

Eli ignored you and sat down next to you. “Hi.” He greeted your fans. You sighed. Ring. Ring. Ring. Your phone kept ringing. You silence your phone. In your mind, it had to be some stalker. They always called during lives so you ignored it. I’ll check afterwards. It’s not safe nor important.

Eli smirked when he got the comments gushing over your closeness. “Yeah. We’re together.” He said, smiling cutely at the camera. You looked at him. “Yeah, together for work.” You said, elbowing him. Eli laughed. “Are guys happy?” He asked, trying to hint if they approved of your ‘relationship’.

Yes! I knew it. My favorite couple.

Work couple obviously. You heard Y/N. Stop assuming.

Ha. And they said I was delusional. I knew Y/N + Eli was real.

Moderator entered the chat. You let out a sigh of relief. Your company had sent out a moderator to control the comments. You smiled at the comment that thanked you for making music. However, some obsessive fans took that as you smiling at their comments confirming your relationship.

The moderator was deleting comments that insinuated that you both were dating. They vanished with a blink of an eye.

Eli smiled. That smile hid the anger well. The second he saw moderator pop up on the screen, he held back from cursing out loud. “Well, I love y’all but it’s night and we need to get some sleep. We have a lot of plans.” Eli blushed. You nodded. It was nighttime and you both were tired from the traveling.

“Yeah. We’ll update you when we can. Have a great week! We love you. Bye.” You ended the live. Eli laid his head on your shoulder and threw a suggestive wink before the live ended.

“Eli. Clingy Eli.” You shrugged him off. Eli groaned. “My grumpy Y/N.” You shook your head. I can’t win with him. So stubborn.

You pulled out your phone. The screen lit up. Your eyes went wide. 60 missed calls and 30 unread messages from your manager. Oops. Eli grinned. It worked. Eli pulled you into a hug. You reluctantly hugged him back. “I’m gonna go sleep.” He let go with a pout. Eli got off the couch. “See you in the morning.” He walked off. “Night.” You said, swiping through the messages.

They all asked if you were dating Eli and why you both kissed at the airport. Are you both dating? Since when? Y/N. Pick up the phone. This needs to be confirmed or denied. Listen. For now, we’re going to delete any rumor. Call me back when you can.

“I’m not dating Eli.” You sent the message before tossing the phone aside. I can only imagine what is trending. You laid an arm over your head. Does Eli know? No, he wouldn’t have kept this from me. Ugh…it’ll go away. It’s just a rumor. Why get angry over this?

Your leg moved up and down. What if it doesn’t? I rarely get called for a rumor. I’ll sleep it off. Tomorrow will be better. You picked up your phone. “Okay. I’ll deal with this. A meeting is scheduled to deal with this. Bring Eli.” You huffed. You glanced at the time. I got six hours. Mmm..more like three. Sleep won’t come easily.

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Yandere Bucky Barnes x Female Reader Pt.2

“Come on, Y/N. Get inside the car.” Bucky told you, laying a hand on his car. You shook your head. “Let’s go.”

“Bucky.” He tilted his head. “Y/N.” He followed you. How else would he have known you were at some party. “I’m here with some friends.” He raised a brow. He moved his hand from the car and walked towards you. “What friends?”

“Friends that you don’t know.” He scoffed, shaking his head. I know everything.

“Bucky. Seriously. I’m gonna go back inside.” You turned away. Bucky reached out and pulled you into his arms. He wrapped his arms around you. He snuggled his head into your neck. “I’m lonely.” He mumbled, his breath tickling your neck.

You bit your bottom lip. You placed your hands on his. “Then…then join me. Let’s go.” He grumbled. He didn’t want to go back into the club. It was full of people…of men. He saw them stare at you. He didn’t blame them. You were gorgeous.

“You don’t even like crowded spaces.” He said, turning you around to face you. He held onto your hands. “I thought why not try something different.” He narrowed his eyes. “When exactly did you meet these so called friends?” You looked at him. “Last week.” He couldn’t believe it. You put yourself at risk. “Y/N.” He scolded you. “Why would you do that?”

“Does Steve know about these friends?” Your eyes went wide. “No. He wouldn’t freaked out.” He raised an eyebrow. What about me? I’m freaking out. Ugh. “Obviously, you too. I can take care of myself. I’m not a damsel in distress.” He chuckled. I’ll show you. Just wait. “We’re leaving. Now.” Fine. You reluctantly followed him to the car. He opened the passenger door. You sat inside. He closed the door and walked over to the driver side. You tugged against the seatbelt. It was stuck. Just what I needed. You groaned.

He opened the door and sat on the driver’s seat. He heard the noise of the jammed seatbelt. He smiled. She looks so adorable. You were huffing and puffing. You blew your hair away from your face. His lips were so close to yours. He reached over and pulled the seatbelt and clipped it. You looked away, clearing your throat.

He moved away. My damsel. My doll. Mine. All mine. “Thanks.” You mumbled, your face heating up. “Anything for my damsel in distress.” You put your hand over your face. I bet he’s smirking.

He was. Bucky smirked while glancing at you. He ignited the car and drove out of the parking lot. “What’s your plans for tomorrow?” He knew what they were but it wouldn’t hurt to ask. You looked out the window. “The usual. Work. Eat. Sleep. Might throw in a little surprise visit to…” You sat up. “Just the usual.” He frowned. To who…surprise visit to who?

“What about you?” You asked Bucky. He sighed. His mind was screaming at him. Who were you going to see? And why didn’t you tell him? “Nothing.” Except follow up on whoever you’re visiting. A surprise. And for what?

“You might as well go on a date.” You told him, he deserves to be with someone. He was pretty lonely. Not that he needed someone to fill in the void. His head snapped towards you. “Why? I have you.” You furrowed your eyebrows. “Yeah, but it’s different.” He looked back on the road. “Different how.”

You licked your lips. “Well, ours is platonic. I’m talking about love. At your age, shouldn’t you be settled down with one or two kids or pets.”

“My age.” He said in a cold tone. “I mean, you know what I mean. “I’ve been on dates. For your information, they just don’t have what I want.” They’re not you.

“Is marriage something you want?” He asked you. Because if that’s what you want. He’ll have the ring by tomorrow. Everything could be arranged within a week.

“I don’t think so. I haven’t met the one.” The one you approved of. You rolled your eyes. “Really. How do you know that?” You clicked your tongue. “How about the boyfriend I had two weeks ago?”

“No.” He refused. I’m taking about me. I’m right here. “Sooner or later, one of us is going to be in a relationship.” You crossed your arms. “Yeah, we’ll see.” He gritted his teeth.

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Patrick Bateman x Female Reader pt. 2

“For fuck sakes. Y/N, sweetheart. We’ve been through this.” He exclaimed, taking a sip from his drink.

“Leave your boyfriend or else.” You scoffed. “Or else what, Patrick.” He laughed. One of the reasons I ‘love’ her. He put his glass down. “You really want to go down that road again, Y/N.”

You couldn’t believe him. He reminded you how easy it was for him to make those around you disappear. It worked like magic. He hated when you shifted your attention onto someone that wasn’t him. He hated it so much.

“Patrick. You promised you wouldn’t do that again. Remember.” He chuckled, waving his pointer finger at you. “And you believed that. Promises are meant to be compromised when someone tries to take what’s mine.”

You closed your eyes. “What’s yours?” You asked, opens your eyes. “You’re mine. From the second, you befriend me. You willingly declared yourself as my Y/N.”

You bit the inside of your cheek. “No one compares to you. So, why…why is it so hard for you to let that boyfriend of yours go.” He gripped the napkin on his lap tightly. I’m being nice by offering her an option. She knows that. Maybe that’s the problem.

“Alright. I’ll listen.” This time. Patrick genuinely smiled. His grip on the napkin loosened. You nodded. He wasn’t that great of a boyfriend anyway. “As a sign of my appreciation and loyalty to our friendship. I let this matter go. I’ll break up with him.”

“That’s what I wanted. Think about it. It’s for the best. In our world, there’s only room for two. You and me.” Patrick said, reaching over the table to hold your hand. “Of course. He’s replaceable.” Patrick grinned, she makes it’s so hard to stay mad at her. “And you’re not.” You smiled at him.

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Yandere Bucky Barnes x Reader Pt. 1

“We can’t do this.” Bucky leaned closer to you. “Why not?” He whispered, staring at your lips. “Can you back up?” His scent was driving you up the walls. He smirked. “Why? Can’t think.”

You back away until you hit the couch. You avoided making eye contact with him. “Doll, what’s wrong?” He asked, smiling down at you. She’s so fucking cute. Irresistible.

“N-nothing.” You crossed your arms. “Sure, whatever you say.” You looked around the couch. Where is the remote? Maybe a movie will shut him up? He greedily stared at you. She knows how I feel. She has to feel the same way. He sat down next to you. “Here, sweetheart.” He gave you the remote. You grasped it. He laughed. “I can’t believe my eyes. Is my Y/N shy? Huh? Look at me.” He was amused. You took the control without glancing at him.

“No. Annoyed.” He put a hand over your head. “Sure. I can practically hear your heart.” He softly smiled at you. You furrowed your brow. I forgot about that. You shook your head. “Just watch the show.”

He didn’t move his eyes from you. “I’d rather do you. I mean, I’d rather watch you.” He bit his bottom hip. I meant every word. Waking up next to her is my dream. Oh, I could give you such sweet dreams, Y/N.

“Please, all this is boring me.” You replied. You felt flustered. What is up with him today? “Already begging. You see, you and I, we deserve each other. We belong together.”

“Best friend. Bucky.” You exhaled before looking his way. He looked at you with lustful eyes. You cleared your throat. “I have a date.” You said trying to catch his off guard. Bucky frowned. “Doll, you made an appointment with your doctor?” Certainly not a date with a man. My Y/N wouldn’t go one some lousy date. Not with some punk.

“Uh, never mind.” Bucky scooted closer to you. “Doll, answer me. What date? And with who?” You clicked your tongue. “Don’t be jealous. I’ll still have time for you.” Huh? No. I need all your time. I need your attention on me. Call me clingy. I don’t care. Bucky coldly laughed. “Doll. He has to go through me if he wants to date you.” You shot your head in his direction. “Since when?”

“Since we’re best friends. It’s my job to protect you. You can’t just date anybody.” He smiled. Rage was boiling in his stomach.

You rubbed your temple. I don’t even have a date. “When do I get to meet him?” Bucky clenched his fist. “Never.” He crossed his arms. “Why?” You sighed, leaning back into the couch. “Because I don’t have a date…yet.”

Bucky blinked. “I knew it!” He pulled you into a hug. “Hey!” You exclaimed. He snuggled up to you. “Yeah, whatever Mr. Protector. You should’ve seen your face.”

You laid your head on his shoulder. “You know eventually I’ll have to date.” Yeah, me. He laid his head in the her neck. He hummed. “When that day comes, I’ll tell you.” That day will come. And that date will be with me. Marriage. That pet you insist on having and our home away from chaos.

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Yandere General x Female Reader Pt. 2

“How’s the fire?” The general asked, smiling down at you. “It feels good.” You looked over at the fire place. The fire making a crackling sound. It was a cold night. He had lit a fire before you entered your room.

“I’m glad. I used what I could find to start the fire.” You rubbed your hands together. Your hands were sore from swinging the sword around. He looked at the fire with a grin. All thanks to that stupid book.

“You should get some rest. It’s late.” You said, standing up from the chair. The general nodded. “It is, but I’m not tired.” I want to be with you just a bit longer.

“Ms. Y/N.” A maid came inside your room. You looked over at her. “Yes.” The General glanced at her. What does she want? He scoffed, his eyes narrowed. Could it be that the Emperor heard I was still here?

“The Emperor is calling for you.” You sighed. He must be having trouble with sleeping. You grew up beside the Emperor. You had been raised with the palace. Adopted by a maid who served his father’s consort.

“You should go rest.” The General stood up. “I’ll take you to him.” He said, smiling softly at you.

“Okay.” You didn’t refuse him. “Let’s go.” You let out a sigh of relief. At least, he didn’t make me patrol the courtyard.

He heard you. “After you’re done with the Emperor, make sure to patrol the courtyard.” You looked over at him. “I will.” Can he read minds now?

You were all walking over to the Emperor’s room. The maid kept her head low. She was walking behind you. The General felt a bit better. He was going to give you the night off. However, he’d rather you patrol than spend the night chatting with the Emperor.

The maid hurriedly walked in front of the Emperor’s door. She announced the presence of Y/N and the General. The Emperor called out for them to enter. “Y/N.” The Emperor greeted you with a smile. “Greetings.” You said, bowing your head. The Emperor looked at the General. “What are you doing here?” The General coldly smiled before greeting the Emperor. “I just wanted to give my greeting after safety bringing my soldier to you.”

The Emperor chuckled. Who does he think he is? Claiming my Y/N? He has a death wish. “Thank you. You should go back and rest. You never know what could happen tomorrow.”

You stood on the side and felt the tension between them. Some things never change. So competitive. “Y/N. Take a seat. I’ll make it clear. You’re dismissed, General.” He patted beside him.

The only protection he has is Y/N and the people. My duty as well. He remained calmed. He’s not worth my rage. The General nodded, he bowed before leaving. “Have a restful night.” The Emperor nodded. He took one last glance at you before exiting the room.

You sat down. “Hmm…he seems attached to you.” And I don’t like it. The General thought. Those glances were full of promises. “Uh, yeah. He’s strict with me. I have to patrol tonight. I can’t catch a break.” You swore. Attached my foot. He’s restless. He always wants me to do things when I’m talking with someone.

The Emperor didn’t looked convinced. “You don’t have to patrol. I’ll send someone else.” He looked at you and said, “If the General has a problem with this then you tell him that I ordered it.”

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Yandere Albert Wesker x Female Reader Pt. 2

“What’s that look on your face for? You finally free.” Your friend said, trying to reassure you that Wesker wasn’t going to hurt you anymore.

You let out a laugh. You looked at her. “I’m his experiment. That should be more than enough to look for me.” She sighed. Y/N is right.

“Then we’ll make it hard for him to locate you.” You nodded. “Of course. I’m not backing down without a fight.” The next time I see him will be him on his knees. Pleading for mercy.

“She’s escaped. Project 193 has left the building.” Dr. Young exclaimed. Wesker ignored him. He saw the footage. He was impressed. The T-virus was working. “We need to call it in.” He shook his head. “Project 193 belongs to me. No need to call it in.” She’s mine to claim.

“Focus on the following project. Don’t waste my time.” Dr. Young swallowed the lump in his throat. “Of course.” He left.

“My dear Y/N. Enjoy your little trip.” He smirked. Everything went according to plan. With the help of that friend. He needed you out so the committee wouldn’t have a say over you. The agreement was if you escaped from the facility, he would be granted ownership over Project 193. In other words, you belonged to him.

He took out the device from his pocket. It was beeping. A evil grin appeared on his face. A red dot was moving. “It doesn’t matter if you hide, I’ll always know where you are.” He laughed. Oh, I can’t wait to see the look on your face when we meet again.

“Enjoy your freedom while it lasts.” Especially with that friend of yours. She’ll be a great zombie.

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