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dollface-yandere · 1 year

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"piss off your parents."

yandere! narciso anasui x reader

warning; yandere themes/possessiveness, manipulating, implied murder/death (not of the reader), obsessive love, gender neutral reader lolll, but probably ooc

prompt ; anasui urges you to run away with him after a fight with your parents.

note; my tumblr started glitching out really badly halfway through this. i apologize for any problems within the story!

it was midnight, and your parents were both asleep. three hours before now, you found yourself slapped across the face by your mother and your father's disapproving glare piercing you like a bullet.

both of them met anasui. they didn't like him when you described your newly boyfriend to them months ago, and you thought that if they just met, maybe their views would change, and they'd see he wasn't as possessive or crazy as they said. loud voices echoed in the dining room. anasui and your parents didn't get along at all; his opinions were much different his. they disagreed with every single one of his views, and he disagreed with theirs. the dinner table shook while anasui slammed his hands on the table and walked out of the door, and you chased after him, ignoring your parent's protesting. the same hands were wrapped around your wrists and pulling you closer to him.

"my dear, you can't live like this! you don't realize how terrible your parents are." anasui's words stung you. it hurt to hear him badmouth your parents to your face. you truly loved your parents, but you just didn't understand what was so bad about anasui. his hands stroked your hair, and your tears wet his shoulder through his clothes.

between crying and gasps for air, you managed to speak, "i can't! i love them!" anasui's chin rested on your head, and you could feel him nod in response to your words. "i understand, fully, i promise you, but can't you see? they don't you to be happy." it made sense, but at the same time, it didn't. your parents truly were trying to protect you. every time the listened to you rant about how much you loved your pink-haired boyfriend, their faces turned angry and scolded you, yelling at you to listen to yourself. they called him creepy and possessive, but you knew who you dated. you knew him better than they did, and they just didn't see how happy you were with him.

anasui almost roughly grabbed your shoulders, and pushed you in front of him. "don't you love me, too? i want to be with you, so bad. your essence is the reason i wish to live. i need you badly, more than i need air. i may as well belong to you, and you only you. i don't care how much your parents hate me, i'd rather be the enemy of the world, than live without you."

faux tears pooled in the corner of his eyes. anasui pulled you closer, and bent over to kiss your lips like it was the last thing he'd ever do. the genuine tears on your cheek seemed to mix with his own. you stopped kissing him, pulling away from him. before you could speak.

"are you satisfied with your parents not wanting you to be happy?" anasui's eyes felt piercing, like freshly sharpened knifes. the thought of your parents not wanting you to be happy was absolutely discontering. anasui was the perfect boyfriend. every night you spent together, he promised he'd do anything just to be with you.

you fidgeted anxiously with trembling hands underneath his cold glare. now, the thought of being without from anasui wouldn't cross your mind. of course, it wouldn't never cross his mind, either. "why don't you run away from them? i'll always love you, more than your parents could ever dream of!"

he reached for your hands again, but you swatted them away and turned. how to choose? it was either be with anasui, or be with your parents. "i can't make them upset! it'll piss them off.." it wasn't a lie. they'd probably disown you if you chose to be with anasui.

"my love, piss off your parents, then. it won't make them understand how in love i am, and i can't imagine a world without you."

there you stood in your bedroom, quietly sobbing on your bed. anasui rubbed your shoulder to comfort you while he tossed random items around your room into the half-packed suitcase next to you. only some of the clothes that you really liked were packed inside. anasui told you not to bother with packing all of your clothing; he claimed he would buy his love any piece they wanted. it was 1AM now. both of your parents were asleep while you and your boyfriend snuck out of the house. he carried your bags while you followed behind him. it was weird that he knew to avoid every floorboard that creaked, when you only snuck him in through your bedroom window.

the thought that your parents may have been right about anasui would only cross your mind a few days later while you sat on on the chairs reading some book when he left to run an errand at such a late hour.

"'sui.. it's 11PM. why'd you decide to go to the store now?" your words were met with a low, yet, seemingly cheerful, bit of laughter when anasui's words followed, "i forgot to get the stuff for breakfast for tomorrow morning when i went the other day. is there anything in particular you'd like while i'm there?" anasui smiled while you looked up at him. he ignored your requests to come with him, saying that he wanted to surprise you with the breakfast. which, was unusual. he usually just made your favorite.

fifteen minutes later, you found yourself staring into your phone screen. your notifications were almost all missed calls from both your mother and father. waves of guilt crashed over you. it was painful to see they tried to contact you multiple times. anasui insisted you don't leave a goodbye note, saying that cutting off people meant no goodbyes. they couldn't call the cops since you were grown enough to live on your own. your index finger hovered over the call button on your mom's contact; hesitantly, you began to press the little blue phone icon under the contact "Mom".

"i'm back!" anasui's loud but unusually tranquil voice seemed to echo through the doorway. your finger was fast to click the side button on the phone, and the screen went dark as he walked through, two bags in one hand while he rushed to put the other on your shoulder.

looking back up at him with a smile on your face, you moved up a little to meet his lips. the phone was flat facing down on your thigh, as to not draw suspicion from anasui. sure, it seemed weird, but if he'd be upset if he found out you were trying to communicate with your mother.

"let's go to bed, my love."

anasui's grasp around your waist was firm, but you managed to slip from his touch. the bathroom floor was cold under your bare feet, and the air conditioning wasn't helpful, either. cold air blew onto the uncovered skin on your back, while your fingers shakily went back into your contacts to click on your mom. the picture of the three of you in the contact photo was saddening. you missed your father and mother more than anything.

but.. no. anasui said it was normal to miss people after cutting them off. he always encouraged you not to check in with them after you left. but anasui wasn't here right now. you hesitantly lowered your finger and pressed the 'call' button.

it was weird, though, because there was a ringing coming from the bedroom. inevitably, you could hear creaking and the muffled sound of your mother's ringtone, followed by footsteps approaching the bathroom. panicking, you reached your arm to turn the lock on the bathroom door.

even though you knew anasui was outside the door, he didn't speak a single word. loud knocks could be heard from your side of the door. knocks turned into twisting the doorknob, but he could only find that it was locked. a long sigh was heard on the other side. you went to touch the doorknob, but something felt wrong with it.

15 seconds later, pieces of the doorknob flew to the side while you scrambled into the corner of the bathroom, sitting with your knees to your chest with your arms shielding your face from him. the door was pushed open, and your boyfriend stepped into the room. his hair was messy, and pink strands flew in front of his face.

"sorry, my love.. i didn't mean to scare you like that." anasui's hand found it's way to your face, caressing your cheek while he crouched down to your level. his other arm wrapped around you tightly. "now, why were you trying to call your mother?"

anasui squeezed your shoulders while you sputtered out a series of incoherent bursts, of only apologies for doing this. a frown spread across your boyfriend's face, and he sighed. usually when anasui was mad, the atmosphere was tense and his voice would be loud and booming. but now, your mind raced while everything else felt slow. your boyfriend's voice was calm. anasui stood from his spot on the floor, and bent down to pick you up. he wasn't ever this rough while he carried you.

"let's just go to bed."

note ; this is probably ooc i'm really sorry 😭 please forgive me, my next writing won't be so rushed!!

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dollface-yandere · 1 year

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"only one bed?" you're kidding."

yandere! diego brando x reader

warning; non-consensual touching, yandere and dark themes, suggestive touch, blackmailing, inappropriate use of stand, probably ooc, scratching, kicking

prompt; you stop at a hotel for rest before the next segment of the race. unfortunately; there's only one bed, and you really, really hate the man you're forced to travel with.

"that'll be.." the receptionist at the hotel paused to look you in the eyes. "oh, could i ask real quick? the sign outside says the competitors from the race are allowed free lodging.. that is still a thing, no?"

diego put one hand on his hip and turned his heel, his other arm reaching for his pockets. you stood anxiously next to him, teetering up and down on your toes waiting for the lady to assign you a room and give you the key.

you kept yourself reminded of how he treated you earlier that day. the toe of his leather boots roughly dug into your cheek, rubbing a combination of dirt, sand, and gravel into your face while his other foot weighed down on your back to prevent you from standing back up.

his rough voice quieted down for that moment. he removed his foot from your back, kneeling down to your eye level, grabbing a fistful of your hair and pulling your face up. he brought dry lips to your ear, keeping his voice low so that if anybody did find you two, nobody'd see.

your eyes widened while he whispered in your ear your biggest secret that you hadn't told any other racers. you still don't know how he found out. was he spying on you the previous night? or did he pay someone to figure it out and tell him?

the receptionist's voice seemed to have brought you back out of your trance. "my apologies, i should have known you were racers! theres one last room, it should be a double bed. the number is 115, on the third floor. and, here are your keys."

she stuck out her hand, holding a keyring with a singluar key on it. the key appeared gold with the numbers "115" engraved into the dirty, worn brass.

with each step up the stairs, you felt uneasy. all you wanted was to get a room and get to bed. diego took his sweet time unlocking the door, too. after what felt like 5 minutes, you sighed in relief, even if it only took one minute. you and diego entered the room. everything was perfectly decorated and pristine. one slight issue; there was only one bed.

"no goddamn way," you huffed out and paused, dropping your belongings on the floor by your feet, "no way am i sharing a bed with you."

there must have been a mix-up. the lady downstairs said there was only one room left with two beds. it appears she was wrong, because you and diego stood before a hotel room with not two, but one single bed. the registration counter was closed now, you were lucky enough to get a room before she closed up for the night.

now, it's 10:34pm. you've been arguing back and forth with diego about sleeping arrangements for 2 minutes now. "i'm not gonna share a bed with you. horses will fly before i lay next to your stupid ass."

after arguing and arguing, you found yourself lying on your side facing the wall, while diego stared up at the ceiling. you could feel him shift positions. "what are you doing? just go to bed." a hand with.. what felt like much longer nails than diego had, rested on your waist, moving up and down your sides.

"don't be like that." he trailed his hand up your body for another minute until you had enough. "damn it, stop that! i can't sleep with you doing.." your voice stopped suddenly after you turned around.

he looked.. different. his nails were more like sharp claws, his tongue was unusally long, and a bandage peeled off his face to reveal a long slit from his mouth through half of his cheek. sharp teeth replaced his usual straight, normal teeth.

"what's the matter? i thought you wanted to sleep." diego smirked with confidence while he placed another hand on your shoulder, his claws scratching into your skin while you stared in horror.

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