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I havent had time to write that kind of sucks

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Alright I got a sweet n’ spicy request for yah, yandere prompt #190 for our batman Lilia please and thank you. ☺️

Alizarin Crimson

190. “You’re so pure and untainted…” 

Pairing: Lilia Vanrouge/Fem!MC

Warnings: SPICE, Yandere, blood mention, dub-con, PWP

Note: bitches be like *gets horny during writing* it’s me I’m bitches. You get your food tonight Lilia fuckers. This shit long as hell

“You look like shit,” Ace blurted out before you could even sit down at the lunch table.

No kidding. You’ve had awful sleep for the past month and today you’ve taken the worst of it by sleeping through your morning classes. You had dark circles, your lower back was killing you, and although no mark was left on your skin, you know there were bruises before. They were all healed, though, so there’s no proof of any sort of harm you could prove to the headmaster.

“You should go to the infirmary! Maybe they’ll help you with your sleeping problem,” Deuce suggested innocently, not knowing your dilemma. You wanted them to stay out of this, of course.

“If I do that, I might as well ask Crewel for a fast-acting lethal poison,” you joked, poking around your food.

Lilia Vanrouge. The Diasomnia vice-head bastard did this to you and it was only getting worse with each passing day. With every ounce of blood you lost you felt your vitality drifting away and soon enough it would kill you. But it’s not like just anyone would step in to help you—no, most feared any if not all of those a part of the Diasomnia dormitory. And the vice dorm leader, no less.

So if you have to deal with it on your own, then so be it. You weren’t going to wait to die from anemia. But how? It’s not like you could walk up to him and stab him, or threaten him to stop (in which he won’t). In fact, injury or threats will not do anything to help the situation, so what’s left? Negotiation. Bargaining. He could stop drinking you like an endless supply tomato juice if you offered him something that came from you— only once.

 “My sweet, you came to visit little ol’ me!” He spoke enthusiastically as he pulled you by your wrist to the common room. “I’m touched!”

It’s true. You never made the effort to confront Lilia before and it was always him visiting you, not the other way around. He isn’t treating you any different now, seeing how he’s pulling your arm like it’s a leash and not an extension of your body so easily. If he exerted just a bit more strength he could pull your arm right out of its socket.

He lead you past the common room, which meant he understood the reason for your visit. Well, it was practically the basis of your relationship with him—sex that is. He could easily skip formalities and just take you to his room, which conveniently for him was further into the fortress of a dormitory— and far from any outside distraction.

When you enter his room, it appears more organized than you expected it to be with no misplaced articles of clothing, instruments lined and stacked against the wall, the sheets were made and pillows were fluffed and tidy against the headboard. Though some decorations seemed peculiar and out of place for a person from a culture that often abides by traditions. In fact, he seemed to test those traditions ever so often.

Once you stepped further into his room, you hear the door shut behind you along with the click of a lock. You seated yourself on his bed in which his mattress was so stiff it gave you the impression he never really slept on his bed— or at all, really. Lilia sat next to you, with hardly even a couple centimetres of space between you.

You cleared your throat. “You know why I’m here.”

“Hm?” He muses. His shoulders practically touch yours as his breath tickled your cheek. “Whatever are you talking about?”

You nudged him slightly and scooted a little so there remained at least a forearm’s length away from him, but you know even distance won’t keep him away for long.

“I want you to stop drinking from me— not just that— no visits, no touching. Leave me alone.”

“Oh, come now!” He pouts, sliding over to your side to poke at your cheek. “Virgin’s blood is like a divine wine from the gods! And I get it from you! Those two things work in tandem and you expect me to not touch you?”

“That’s not it, Lilia. My blood pressure is dropping dangerously low the more you take, I can’t say awake for classes, and Grim needs me. That and— I just don’t feel the same.”

Lilia seemed most perturbed by your last statement, expression turning sour at the sound of your disappointment. He sighs for a moment, but his expression returns back to one of intrigue. “What do you want me to do about it?”

“I want you to not associate yourself with me anymore. In exchange, I’ll give you something I can only give once. My... virginity.” You seemed hesitant, but you were sure. The headmaster was most generous in providing contraceptives when you yourself were amongst so many males.

Lilia seemed to ponder the benefits and detriments of the offer you gave, his expression once again turning sour for a brief moment and you could almost catch a curse slip from his lips. But again, he perks up, taking your hand in his and shaking it.

“What a fine, proud, little human you are,” he says almost mockingly as he leans in a little too close to your face. “You have a deal.”

Almost too suddenly, the atmosphere in his room changes. His hand clasped around yours seemed somewhat bigger when you focused on it, and by the time you glanced up to look at him he was almost entirely a different person. Appearance-wise, his hair that was once at the length of his chin was now pooling behind his back in a mix of bone black and magenta. He was taller, much larger than the form you were so familiar with. Now you understood why he wore such large clothing.

His hand releases yours to caress your cheek gently. “Darling, I hope you’re prepared to fulfill your end of the deal.”

“I’ll fulfill it so well that even Mr. Ashengrotto would try to have me killed.”

“I would kill him before he gets to touch a hair on your body, but we’ll see about that, little one.”     

     Even while conscious, his foreplay seemed to last as long as when he took you at night. His mouth never seem to unlatch from your skin, despite not piercing it once with his teeth, instead focusing on leaving the darkest, largest bruises on your skin to remind you that he isn’t healing you later. His tongue would leave wet trails from your lips, down your neck, to your breasts not once lifting the appendage from your skin. You squeal as his lips wraps around your hardened nipple and his tongue circles it all while sucking hard to throw your head back into his pillows. His hand presses against the underside of your breast before caressing it in an upward, circular motion, making your toes curl slightly. You could feel your wetness begin to dampen your underwear, and you know he could smell your arousal too.

His gaze looks hazy, distant, partially focused on his task but also not. He repeated his actions on both of your breasts until your buds were so sensitive and tender that even when his fingers brushed against them, you’d cry out.

“I wish you weren’t taking contraceptive,” he mumbles, mostly to himself. “I want your breasts full of milk... ahh... I’d suck them dry.”

“Y-You’re fucked up, Vanrouge—“ you try to speak but your sentence is cut off immediately when Lilia’s two fingers pinch your nipple hard. You try to pull away from his hand but his other hand keep your hips pinned to his bed. His fingers reach down your underwear, feeling down the slit of your crotch before pulling his fingers up to show the sheen of your thick juices covering his fingers.

“Huhu, what a masochist,” he taunts. “Your body has been conditioned to feel pleasure even when receiving pain.”

The two soaked digits disappear between his lips, making a show out of sucking your juices from his fingers and pulling away with only a strand of spit connecting it. You could hardly look away. Your hands covered your face while your eyes stole glances at him past your your fingers all while Lilia continued to kiss down your body and left a trail hickeys in the way.

“Hurry... hurry up...” you pant. He’s taking his sweet time, looking at you from between your legs kissing while each limb and sucking more dark marks on the insides of your thighs. “Put your cock inside me already.”

“But I want to take my time, my sweet~!” He sings, licking and gently tracing his fangs against the sensitive skin of your thighs. “I always take my time with my meals— cooking or eating.”

“I’m terribly hard beneath my trousers, too, you know, but I want to savor you... forever in fact,” he continues, licking a stripe up your slit. “Virgin or not...”

“Wha—AAAGH~!” You cry out. His mouth applies the same force used on your chest to suck your clit, making your thighs tighten around his head. “No— n-no! Nhah...”

His fingers, which are now much larger than the ones his smaller form had, began to tease at your entrance, playing around with your juices and spreading them along the length of your slit. You couldn’t cease the piggish squeals that slipped through your lips whenever his tongue dipped between your folds to lap at your juices.

It felt like death whenever he varied the flick of his fingers and tongue in speed and pressure against your crotch. Sometimes the motion of his tongue inside your entrance would be slow while his fingers would rapidly rub against your clit, or he could just spend several moments just flicking his tongue inside of your pussy without touching your sensitive bundle of nerves at all. There was no way of telling how close he was going to get you before slowing down again, and it caused you to start tearing up and zoning out. You could pass out right then and there, but the man between your legs would never let you sleep. If anything you would have mistaken him for an incubus and not a fae.

“Hey, hey. Don’t pass out me, love.” His mouth leaves your crotch briefly giving you slight relief, but right as you were about to relax against the pillows his teeth sunk deep into your left thigh, causing it to bleed. It forced you to jolt awake in fight or flight to push his head away. Of course, if you weren’t so weak from anemia you would be able to shaking him away from your lower half, but your arms alone were only enough to pull his teeth away from your legs.

“Every time you look away from me, I’ll bite you, understand?” He smirks with blood-stained teeth and you nod furiously. “Good girl.”

“Now this must be getting boring for you, so let’s try something different.” He raises himself from between your thighs to stand with his knees on the bed and begins to undo the belt on his pants. He wasn’t going to...?

“Do you mind using your mouth on me just once?”

You exhale irritably before pushing yourself up from the pillows to kneel before his cock—long, curved, and pale pink. It’s cool to the touch when your warm hand wraps around it and it makes him sigh in sweet relief. Lilia’s dominant hand caresses your head gently as if he was trying to relieve your tension.

“Put a little bit of your spit on your hands and move your hands up and down—ah—” he instructs and you do as he says. Your thumb brushes over the sensitive flushed tip, collecting some of his own fluids before continuing to rub his cock in the up and down motion he told you about. “Now, dear—your mouth... stick your tongue out above your bottom teeth.”

Following his instruction, his hand clasps the back of your head to guide your mouth to the tip while your hand remains at the bottom of his shaft. Your tongue makes contact with the pink tip of his cock before and you internally swallow down the last bit of pride you had left before trying to fit his cock into your mouth.

“Don’t forget your hands, little one.” How patronizing. You’ve seen porn before. You know how this works... right? All you have to do is—

“Watch your teeth.” Lilia’s voice comes out seething as his nails dig into the skin of your nape. Your back stiffens as you adjust your posture and allow him to thrust his dick into your hot cavern gently, hardly triggering your gag reflex the further it went. Your hands remained at his hips to prevent him from using your head too roughly, but so far it didn’t seem like you needed to push him away. That was until he reminded you to look at him again.

All too suddenly Lilia’s hand forces your head towards his pelvis, forcing his cock to hit the back of your throat. You try to pull away but his grip on your head is tight and the thrust of his hips into your mouth is relentless. Tears brim your eyes as you began to feel more lightheaded from the lack of oxygen. The sight of you struggling to swallow his cock with drool spilling down your chin and your eyes rolled back was enough to make him come on the spot. In a single thrust, you had no choice but to sit and feel as his cum go down in thick spurts down your throat.

“I suppose you’ve waited long enough.” Lilia, carefully pulling your face from his cock, allows you to fall back into his bed as you cough up a mix of your saliva and his salty-bitter release while tears flow freely down your eyes. For a moment, the vampiric fae feels guilty, but you still looked rather ravishing all laid out for him and weakened by his actions. Actually, you looked ravishing everyday, even at your lowest point—like he could devour you.

“You’re so pure and untainted...”

You barely had time to recuperate before the tip of his hardened cock passes through the entrance of your pussy, a whine escaping from your lips so quiet not even mice could hear it. It’s ridiculous how quickly he was able to recover from his release; you were still having trouble stabilizing yourself from being edged so much tonight. There was practically no strength left in your limbs to hold on for dear life the deeper his cock sank into you and it scared you. Yes, more than anything you were scared.

“Darling are you okay?” Lilia asks, finally bottoming out and then leaning down to observe your wild eyes and rapid pulse. You were shaking so violently anyone would assume you were having a seizure, but your ability to communicate said otherwise. Endless strings of random words fell from your tongue as you tried to look anywhere— everywhere— you just wanted to avoid this bastard’s eyes. Fuck, where were you? What is this place? Why is it so dark? My body hurts. I’m tired.

“Darling,” Lilia calls to you sweetly. His cool hands try to pull your face to look at his without confusing you even more. “Look at me. You’ll feel better if you look at me.”

“N-No. I don’t want to!” You shut your eyes childishly, weakly tugging at his wrists. Right now, you were too disoriented— Lilia knew what this was. Too many stressors leading to a panic attack— oh how awful he was! He couldn’t even control himself from a glimpse of you struggling to stay conscious. A terrible lover. He deserved all the punishment in the world when all this is through.

“My dear.” He called again while being as still as possible. “You’re safe... so please open your eyes.”

No. No no no no no— you didn’t want to. You didn’t want to open your eyes to see him before you. You’ll die if you look at him. I’ll die, you tell yourself.

But Lilia was determined to make you look at him again. In a meager attempt to get your attention, his lips lock against yours in a kiss too soft for the situation you were in. His lips were cold against your warm tongue, and a little too skilled as he kept reaching into your mouth as if to taste the mess he left behind. In your head you could hear him tell you to open your eyes. Look at me. Look at me. Look at me. So you did. You were going to eventually, and Lilia could hardly stand to be patient anymore.

Your heart still beat rapidly, like a running horse, but now you were aching for stimulation. Anything to distract you from the headache beginning to form in your head. Almost as if your wish was heard, Lilia’s hips moved gently against yours, rocking your body against the plush bed and reaching a deep spot. You weren’t quite sure how it felt—deep in your gut, grazing over something sensitive. It still hurt, but you couldn’t stop yourself from grinding your hips for more friction. The unexpected action made the fae groan in your mouth, finally heeding to your eager request.

Deep. Deep. It kept touching that spot, grazing it, pressing against it, but you wanted more.

“Th-There—!” Your hands clutch around his neck at the moment you pull away. “It— it feels weird!”

“I know it does, dear,” Lilia pulls away from your lips to embrace you tightly against his chest. Then he begins to thrust into you faster— repositioning slightly to hit a little more accurately against your sweet spot. A strained cry bursts from your lungs as his hips slapped against yours faster, unable to stop the heat spreading in your gut. So good. So good— addicting almost.

“Aah~! H-haaah~ L-Lili—aah~!” You couldn’t stop the string of cries that kept coming from your throat, nor could you look away from his eyes. The rough piston of his cock into your sopping core drove you insane— it was too hot. You were sweating, and all you could to was try to hold on to the fae’s shoulders as his cock ravaged your insides incessantly.

“A-Amazing, isn’t it? Sex.” His voice is pleased and sultry as his breath fans against the tip of your nose. “We both get to—feel good.”

“Fu~ck!” You curse when his fingers reach down to rub at your clit again. By now your positions have changed so that Lilia could easily reach your breasts and clit all while you remained laying with your back against his chest and your leg lifted with his arm. Your arms reach around your back to claw at him, for even the slightest bit of control over his thrusts but even that couldn’t stop your urgent need to come all over his cock.

Lilia could feel it too, the tightening of your walls around his slick cock, urging him into his own release, but he wanted to see you writhe more. He wants your nails to claw at him more, see your body tremble and your mind go blank just a little longer— in more specific terms— break you. Just the way you curl into yourself after your high makes him hold you tighter and press his cock deep into you again. Adorable, he thinks.

“I’m not done yet, dear~”

“Gh— Lilia— stop~!” You try to arch away from his grip but his arms remain steady and his hold on your thigh is still tight. Your cries turn delirious when he flips you over on your stomach to pound into your dripping cunt while your face is buried in the sheets. The deep curve of your spine makes you feel him much deeper than usual and knocks the wind from your lungs. The stimulation causes your limbs to scramble for escape, to grab onto something— anything. I’m going to die. I’m going to die!

Every curse known to you becomes all you can say as another orgasm comes crashing down again. Your legs by now were aching and trembling with juices and sweat coating the skin and at some point, your hips eventually joined the rest of your body to lay against the damp duvets. Contrarily, Lilia remained vigorous as ever with his thrusts, the tip of his cock abusing your sweet spot even past your orgasm. With every passing second you kept wondering when he’s going to get his fill because you already had yours.

“Nnuh—hah—“ you’re practically drooling onto the sheets, allowing your body to accept pleasurable torment after torment while Lilia himself hasn’t even came once tonight. Damned Fae.

“Ahh~ my sweet, you look so good like this~!” His fangs tease the skin of your shoulder blade with every word. “I should have fucked you sooner if you were going to be this adorable.”

There was little to say with such little energy left. Yet still without warning his teeth dig into your skin again, but the sharp pierce of his fangs mixed with your overstimulation brought a newfound euphoria you’ve never felt before. Not with his fingers, though. Your hips bucked sharply against Lilia’s pelvis, a warm, light fluid spraying from your abused hole shamelessly and dampening the sheets even further to create a wet puddle below your abdomen. The reaction made your partner come as well, the tip of his cock buried deep into your womb while his sticky white semen covered the walls of your insides and joined your wet trails down your thighs. His gasps and groans echoed in your ear until eventually those sounds faded out and you fell unconscious.

However, despite exertion you put your body through, Lilia felt unsatisfied with your lack of stamina. It could be worked on, though. He saw it in your eyes and felt it in your soul. You were definitely coming back again, despite the deal you made. There was no way you could be satisfied by anyone but him; Lilia Vanrouge has already marked his claim and that could be identified by the marks forming below your bellybutton. Escape wouldn’t be an option now when your libido alone was already his to control.

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Nsfw Yandere Jade and Floyd Leech x GN!MC (they/them pronouns) 

> MC’s body parts are left ambiguous.

Warning(s): Nsfw, yandere concepts, non con, aphrodisiacs, (ask to tag!)

Want to read this fic with a fem!MC (she/her pronouns)? Click here. Want to read this fic with a Masc!MC (he/him pronouns)? Click here.

You loved your eels, you really did. You’d be lying if you said their height alone hadn’t unnerved you at first though, but the more that you interacted with them, the more you took all their little quirks in stride, slowly admiring them for the people they were.

And they adored this about you. You were so quick to validate and appreciate them. Not just as a pair, but as individuals as well. You took special care to always look in their direction and acknowledge them both by name. A fitting ray of sunshine glimmering through the ocean’s murky waters.

Which is why they didn’t understand why you were so keen on returning to your world. 

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These prompts are so good? Can I have yandere Trey smut for prompt 23? Thank you!!!

prompt 23: “i don’t care if it’s the drugs making you speak; say you love me, again.”

warnings: general yandere themes, dubcon (sorry. sorry. sorry!). if i were to add a “dead dove: don’t eat” warning to anything it’d be to this. drugging too. oh god. AND ALSO NSFW-

The room was warm with the scent of sex and sound of skin against skin, interrupted by broken off moans and cries, occasional grunts and whispers spilling from Trey’s mouth. Skin slick with sweat, his hands wandered all over his darling’s body, relishing in how they gave into his touch- a far cry from the usual scared and terrified attitude they had around him.

“T-Trey...” they said, voice almost an incomprehensible babble. “I- I’m warm- please, please, please...!”

“You’re a bit desperate, huh?” laughed Trey, brushing some hair that’d become stuck to their forehead with sweat as he continued to pound into them. 

It’d been so easy. His darling was always so shy, like a baby deer hiding from hunters even when around him. Despite him having control over them- having cut off their contacts with others, anchoring them to him. Perhaps some people would label him as a “toxic” or “manipulative” boyfriend, but, could they blame him? His darling was just so meek and gentle- so naive, so trusting in him. He didn’t need to use force to keep them by his side: just words and manipulation, “gentle” persuasion was all he needed to keep them dancing in the palm of his hand.

It’d been so easy to just lock them up in his room. So easy- and yet... Even if he’d had control over them, he couldn’t force them to love. He could make them stay all he wanted, but that wasn’t all he wanted them to do; and so, he’d ended up like this. Slipping a probably highly illegal mix of love potions and and aphrodisiacs into their food, rendering them incoherent and begging for his touch.

“T-Trey, more, please- I, I’m burning up, p... Please...” their lust-addled brain, fueled by the cocktail of drugs and potions they’d been fed, could barely form coherent sentences as moans slipped from their lips. Trey was torturing them- not only had he stretched foreplay until he was so hard he couldn’t keep going, but now he’d set a leisurely pace, nowhere near rough enough to quell the fire raging in them. Their legs hooked around Trey’s body, trying to pull him close, and he laughed.

“Well, have you earned it? You’ve been awfully mean to me lately-!” his voice was cut off as a grunt fell from his lips as his darling tightened around him. He almost wished he could somehow record this to show them later- how desperate they’d been for him, how indecent; how mortified they’d be, once sober, looking at themselves begging their captor and manipulator to fuck them harder. “Say you love me.”

“I- I love you Trey....! Please, please please-” they didn’t even think about what they were saying, just desperate for any relief. Those words they would usually only say when Trey got mad and demanded them to do so, now falling so effortlessly from their lips- he needed more.

“I don’t care if it’s the drugs making you speak; say you love me, again.” he grunted into their ear, drawing his hips back and then fully thrusting in again, prompting his darling to moan loudly. He... Wasn’t entirely sure if there were others in the dorm; it was a weekend, at an hour when most were out, but there was a chance Riddle was there... Ah, well, he’d just apologize later- he was seen as the image of the perfect boyfriend all around school, his darling too scared of him to try and run or speak out. He could just say things got out of hand- right now, he needed to hear his darling say those words.

“I lo... I love you...!” their voice broke off into a whine, some drool dripping from the side of their mouth- well, it was to be expected that they’d be a bit out of it with all the aphrodisiacs and love potions coursing through their body all at once. Hell, he was aware it was a miracle they could even form words in this state.

“I love you too, darling.” he said with a devilish grin, finally picking up his thrusts’ speed and making his darling mew in delight. Tomorrow, they’d be horrified at their actions- unable to believe such behaviour was truly them, but... Ah, he’d have his fun teasing them about the whole ordeal, too.

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tags: @roaringyouth

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hi, really enjoy your writing and if you're interested could you write about yandere jade leech who's confessing to his female s/o please(maybe with a little gropping😳)?

Jade Leech x f! reader: Paralyzed by Love

Warning: Yandere themes; gruesome thoughts ;non-con;Possessiveness;drugging;

gropping;suggestive themes

Y/n =your name ; l/n (last name)

Jade Leech was intrigued by you. He found you very very interesting for a lot of reasons.

You were a non-magic student.

He couldn't find any information about you.

And you were the only girl in an all boys school.

There was every reason for you to be afraid, to cower, to find someone who was willing to protect you from the chaos.

But you didn't.

You were tough, strong, kind and oh so naive.

You were also ridiculously forgiving.

Even after what your "friends" have done, you still forgave them and offered your assistance when they needed it.

It made you so approachable... So easily loved...

And no sooner than he would had expected, he has fallen for you.

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"Are we there yet?" your legs strained as you continued your climb up the mountain, Jade guiding your way as he climb easily in front of you.

"Yes, we're almost there." He replied, his eyes looking from behind him every few minutes to make sure you were following him and not falling off a cliff. "My apologies, if you are tired. I needed a companion to help me for this particular task. Everyone in the club seemed to be busy with something and Floyd isn't really fond of mushroom picking."

That was a lie, he didn't ask anyone for help, he liked doing things on his own.Less trouble if ever someone messes up and falls of a cliff.

" No.. Ha-hhh... Worries "you said in between breaths." I... Hahhhh... Give me a moment, senpai. "You stopped on your tracks and held unto a tree for support." I completely understand, anyways... " you tried to take a slow deep breath." Haha, I should really exercise some more, looks like running away from overblots isn't enough of a cardio. "You wink at him, laughing at something that could've and would've made people crawl in fear at the thought of, then proceeding to do finger gun (as you called it, from your " place")

Another thing he liked about you (among the long list he kept in his head).

You seem to find humour in your own pain.

And he finds enjoyment in using others as pawns, watching them struggle to complete the terms of a contract which they'll inevitably breach.

You two were both peas in a pod, enjoying pain (in different contexts of course but Jade doesn't really care for that small detail).

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It took another half hour or so until you both arrived at the peak of the mountain, the air was dense with magic but thin due to the high altitude.

"Sorry for the trouble." you apologized as you slowly got off from his back. About 15 minutes ago your legs have given up, and despite your resistance of Jade's offer to give you a piggyback ride,there was nothing you could do but relent as your stubborness would only trouble your companion and you didn't like troubling others (au contraire it's usually the opposite).

You sat on a boulder as Jade surveyed the surroundings, looking for a particular neon colored mushroom. About a few minutes of the eel man searching and you trying to steady your breathing you heard an "ah" and proceeded to approach the crouching figure near a cliff's edge.

"Did you find it?" you asked as you leaned over to see was he was looking at, an old branch, or maybe the roots of an old tree, protruding from the side of the cliff, and there grew several neon cone-headed fungi. You're pretty sure even with Jade's long arms he won't be able to pull it off, it's a good 6 feet away, and leaning unto the edge of the cliff would surely be a perilous task that will end horribly for anyone brave (or foolish) enough to retrieve the mushroon.

Thats were you came in.

With Jade's help, you pulled out a rope from your bag and secured it properly on your torso.

"I know you can do it, goodluck." Jade said as he spun the end of the long rope behind a sturdy tree while the rest of it wound up in his hands. "Tug at the rope once if you want me to adjust it so you'll go lower, twice to go higher and thrice when you want to go up." he instructed in which you gave your nod.

As you descended down slowly, you couldn't help but click your tongue in distate,your makeshift harness digging on your skin despite wearing pants with paddings.

Where does Crowley put the club funds? Do clubs even have funds?

You thought, then you remember the state the Ramshackle dorm when you arrived and pushed the thought aside.

"Shoot!" you cursed to yourself as the rock you were using as a step crumbled.

Once again your impulsiveness to accept people's ask for help has taken a bite out off you.

You looked down, you needed atleast 2 feet more before your arm can tear off the flimsy looking branch. Lookinf beyond your target, you can see that's its a very high drop if ever you fall off. You probably wouldn't survive it if you ever fell off.

Steeling your resolve, you tugged once.

You couldn't die now. Not when Jade was the one literally letting you down (you'd let Crowley do the honor, since he's so used to it).

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Jade felt a tug on the line a proceeded to adjust his hold, letting the girl go lower off the cliff's edge.

Jade couldn't see where she was, as he was a good few meters away from the cliff, but he knew she was gonna do alright, as the girl always found a way out of a problem.

Jade smiled fondly as he recalled the memory of the first time he met the young girl. The ruckus during the entrance ceremony, the bumping in the hallway, her first visit to Octavinellle before the Magift competition then the incident with Azul and so on.

She had a penchant of getting out of near death situations, but...

If she fell of a cliff this high... Will she survive?

Probably not.

But if she did, then she'd have her legs broken, her spine bent and a major concussion that will most probably render her immobile for most of her life.

Then he could have her all to himself. He can surely provide for her broken body all on his own, and Floyd would be overjoyed to have "Shrimpy" around the house.

Tug. Tug. Tug.

Jade shook his head as he exited his daydream. With strong arms, he pulled the rope towards him to lift the young girl up,completely setting aside his random musings.

No. It wouldn't be fun to have her broken by the start of the relationship. And risking the small probability that she'll survive a 100 ft. fall downwards wasn't something that someone as meticulous as him would risk.

He should try the more...normal route in getting you by his side.

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Once you have hoisted yourself up from the edge of the cliff, you excitedly took the branch from your bag, practically shoving it at Jade's face as you exclaimed your victory. "I did it." you beamed.

"So you did." he said, beaming back as his eyes sparked in excitement as he took the branch from your hand, surveying the tiny neon fungi closely as he grabbed a magnifying glass from his pockets as he turned his back from you.

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Ah.

It wasn't the mushroom he was looking for,it's head was supposed to be a nice shade of neon red with speckles of white, but this one was more on the fuschia side and it didn't have speckles of white, but instead it was opaque all over.

Hmm.

If he searched anymore it'd be dark before they got down the mountain, and that wasn't something he preferred especially since he wasn't alone.

"Well, is that what we were looking for you?" you asked as you approached his much taller form, going on your tiptoes to see through the magnifying glass he was holding unto.

"Not quite." he said, a small frown forming on his face, which made the girl in front of him sigh in disappointment.

"I could go lower, maybe we'd find the right one", she said as she began to go back to the cliff's edge.

"No no, no need." Jade stopped her before she could proceed, slipping on his usual gentlemanly smile. "I think I could make use of this... Its not exactly what we were looking for, but it is the first time I've seen it."

"Really?" you asked, eyes full of wonder. "Then that's great! Maybe the next time we climb up we can find the right one."

Next time?

Jade's smile grew.

He hasn't even asked for your assistance yet you were already offering it.

How endearing.

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For the next few weeks after your little excursion with the Leech twin you have been kept busy with exams, Crowley's errands and chatting with your friends.

Meanwhile Jade was busy studying his new found mushroom specimen in the chemistry room and in his own, much to Floyd's chagrin.

But despite your busy schedules there wasn't a time where you didn't accidently bumped into the 2nd year ;in the cafeteria ;the field;the hallways and the library. He seems to be always there, offering his assistance when you need it the most. Of course, most of the time you decliner, saying you could do it yourself, but he insisted.

You couldn't deny that it was flattering. To have someone you could count on who you're sure won't cause you any trouble.

But deep down you were still a little wary. You maybe friendly, and you didn't like to hold unto grudges, but you've seen Jade in action before. Knew his not-so-savory deeds from interacting when you were trying to fulfill a contract with Azul to save your friends. But he did prove helpful with the incident in your stay in Scarabia, and he did seem to be only listening to what Azul was saying,as vice dorm leader. And furthermore, he was a good ally during Bean's day. Surely, your uneasiness was unfounded?

"l/n-san?" Jade snapped you out from your stupor as he opened your classroom door with one hand as the other carried half the workbooks you were tasked to bring by Professor Trein. "We're here."

"Ah, yes. Thank you, Leech-senpai." you said as you proceeded to go in the empty classroom. "You couldn just leave it on the teacher's table, I'll go put it on the desks." You explained as you began your work.

"There's no problem, since I'm already here and I have some questions for Professor Trein when he arrives, I'll assist you."the older teen replied as he began putting the workbooks on their designated area." Though I must say I'm quite surprised you're doing this by yourself. Doesn't the professor assign two class representatives per week"he added, mismatched eyes looking at your direction.

You sighed, shaking your head and clicking your tongue." Ace was supposed to help."you put the workbook down a little roughly, a slapping sound coming out as it hit the table." But he and Deuce are with Grim right now, cramming the history essay given last week at the library. "

" That's unfortunate. "Jade replied as he went to the next table." Your friends seem to be a handful. "

You chuckled." Tell me about it". You began to round a corner to go to the next desks. "But they're my idiots and I'm their babysitter so I have to bear it." you quipped

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Hers?

Theirs?

Jade didn't like the sound of that. He didn't like the idea of other men owing you.

"Hmmm."

It seems that my plans need to be done a little earlier than planned.

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"Thanks again, senpai." You smiled, looking at the clock. 10 minutes left. You had enough time to review your notes for the quiz later, that no doubt your friends have forgotten.

"Anytime, l/n-san." your senpai replied as he went to your side, finished with his task too. "And please, you may call me Jade."

You raised your eyebrow.

Well, it didn't seem weird, since it seems like you two have grown close lately.

What's using the first name between friends?

"Then I'll be glad to." you beamed. "You can call me y/n, then. Its only fair."

"y/n..." he said your name like a whisper, which made you feel a cold chill.

"Ms. L/n? Mr.Leech." you turned your head, Professor Trein has arrived, Lucius purring in his arms.

Jade smiled at you and proceeded to politely greet your professor.

You tried to shake the weird feeling off as you looked at Jade, politely conversing with your teacher.

I'm being to paranoid.

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From then on, you had completely let your guard down with Jade,accepting his assistance, spending time with his trekking the mountains, frequently eating in Mostro Lounge (he gave you discounts), and reviewing exams together. You grew closer with him as the days pass, while unbeknowst you, your grew further from your friends as he had Floyd or one of his other pawns to divert them from your path.

Before you knew it, he had completely monopolized your time ( he had your class schedule memorized,your magicam account on surveillance and he knew all the people in your classes).

Try as you may, you couldn't keep being oblivious. It was painfully obvious that he has taken a liking to you, and albeit you were flattered, you didn't want to hurt him. Crowley was finding a way for you to get back home (you hope) and sooner or later you'll be going back to your world. You can't be in a romantic relationship with anyone right now, you'll only both get hurt when the time comes.

You had to set things straight.

And you decided that tonight, you'd reject him as nicely as you could, during the date he had asked you to attend.

It may sound harsh, but it has to be done.

He'll understand, right?

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When you got to Mostro lounge for your date that evening, Jade had personally come to greet you,wearing his dorm uniform which gave him a gentlemanly aura (or mafia-y, if that's a word). He led you towards a table in the middle of the lounge, and you were able to look around your surroundings as you sat and waited for him to get food from the kitchen.

The lounge look different at night. The lights were low and gave off an ashy-blue hue while air smelled like the ocean. All in all the ambiance made you relax, the candle light on the table ghosting a shadow on your wary eyes.

Maybe if you just closed eyes a little.

You've been full of nerves the whole day... A quick nap... No... A few seconds of shutting your eyes may be of help.

You heard the sound of a trolley, and you unconsciously failed to stifle a yawn as your eyes fluttered awake.

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Jade almost stopped in his tracks when he saw you open your mouth to yawn.

Nonetheless, there are steps to be taken first.

He gave one of his infamous smile as he arrived on your table, setting the food down on it from the trolley.

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You looked at the food set in front of you and suddenly you felt very hungry.

It was carbonara with mushroom sauce. It looked delectable. You licked your lips as Jade settled down on the seat in front of you.

"Bon a petit," he said and you nodded.

"Thank you for the food!", you gave your thanks and began to eat.

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"Is that wine?", you asked as he filled a wineglass with purple liquid from a bottle.

"Not exactly, but it is something we enjoyed in Coral sea." he replied. "Don't worry, its not alcoholic." he added.

You obliged and took the glass in front of you.

Assuming this is alcohol. I think it'll help me boost my courage for what's next.

You gulped the sweet liquid down in one swoop.

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Jade's mismatch eyes never left yours as you down your drink. He did the same with his, but instead he took a small sip.

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"Leech - senpai." you said, after putting the glass down.

"Jade."

"What?"

"Call me Jade." he said as he too, also put his drink down. "Didn't we agree on that."

You took a deep breath.

"Jade... Senpai..." your hands kept twiddling themselves, not going unnoticed by his watchful eyes. "I.. Well.. I---"

"Before you continue... Can you please let me say somethings first?" he asked, he looked forlorn, brows knitting together.

You shut your mouth.

Big mistake, because the next thing he did was exactly what you were trying to avoid.

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"Y/n" his mismatched eyes fell unto you. " I have been watching you."

You gulped.

"And the more I did, the more I fell".

Fell?

"For your bravery. Your kindness. Your beauty."

You suddenly felt very warm.

"And most of all, your innocence."

What?

"You are like a perfect pearl mixed with misshapen ones, but it never tainted your purity"

Was he insulting your friends?

"You are the light that pierces the depths of the ocean. The gentle sounds of the waves that crashes the shore. And the sweet lullaby of the wind."

You're sweating. So so much.

Breathing seems a little harder with every word he said, taking you more and more aback.

" Will you give me a privilege of being your lover?"

He took your hand from across the table, gentle tugging it as he stood up from his seat came in front of yours and kneeled, never letting go your hand.

Then he kissed it, his eyes boring into yours.

You gasped.

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Immediately, as your senses came back to you, you snatched back the hand he was holding.

"No."

Jade blink. Once. Twice. Thrice.

"Of course, I must have took you by surprise." He said, standing up casually as if his confession never happened. " But I assumed you were aware of my feelings."

"I am." you replied as your head tried to recall the words you practiced to say going here. "Jade-senpai,I appreciate it... I-I mean I'm very flattered..."you stuttered.

" Please don't patronize me. "he said as he went back to his seat." I can take a rejection. No need to feel... Burdened. Although I'd be lying if I said I wasn't hurt. "He put took his wineglass and downed it in one sweep.

Guilt immediately consumed you,but you pushed it away. You had to explain it to him.

" It's not that I don't like you, senpai. I do. I value your friendship. "

" Now you're just rubbing salt on the wound."

"I really do! But, I can't accept because I'm not from this world.... And one day,I might go back. And I don't want to hurt you." you confessod, trying to push back a sniffle.

"I know."

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"What?"came her shocked reply.

" I've put two-and - two together, y/n. I knew you came from another world. And I knew the headmaster was looking for a way for you to go back. "he said, looking sadly on the clock on the wall." But I still wanted to take the chance to be with you, even though it may be fleeting. "

" Senpai...",the girl in front of him looked guilty, but he knew whatever he said will not waver her decision.

One more thing he had loved about her.

"If its....any consolation... I mean--If its fine with you. We can still keep being friends." she reached out her hand and took his, giving him a light squeeze. Her eyes were sincere.

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Her senpai gave her a small smile. "Would you still help me when I ask?"

"Of course". You assured him.

"Thank you." he replied, giving your hand a little squeeze back.

"Hm." you beamed, feeling all the stress leaving your body.

In fact... You felt relaxed.

Then a tingle came down your spine when his smiled slowly morpehed into something sinister.

A rush of electricity flowed through your veins and you couldn't help but gasps as shockwaves hit every nerve in your body.

"Sen.. Senpai?" you were able to mutter before the shock turned to numbness and you immediately fell down when you tried to stand.

You couldn't feel your legs. Or your hands. Or anything.

But you could see Jade slowly drawing circles on your hand, never letting you go as darkness began to consume you.

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You woke up with a splash of water in your face.

"Shrimpy's awake, yey!" you heard the excited voice of the more energetic Leech twin say.

You felt him throw his weight unto you as he proceeded to hug you... No.. Squeeze you.

Stop! STOP!

You wanted to say but you Couldn't move a muscle.

In fact you couldn't move anything. But you could feel.

Feel the pain of air being knocked off from your ribs as Floyd squeezed you painfully tight.

"Floyd." came a voice from behind him. "Don't bother y/n. Didn't I say you could go play with her tomorrow. She's very tired right now."

"Eh? But I wanna play with her nowww!" the twin whined.

"No. We had an agreement. Come on Floyd, get on your way." he replied gently, as if he was coaxing a child. "It's not fun to play with her id she can't react, right? Look at her, she's paralysed. You won't get the results you want." he explained.

What ?

WHAT?!

"Hnngh. That's true." Floyd gave you one more bone crushing hug before he got from the bed where you laid and towards the door. "That would be boring. I want to see, Shrimpy's crying face."

You didn't like it. The way they talked as if you weren't there. As if.. You were a thing to be played with.

Continue to part 2 (NSFW?)

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Hi and welcome to the fandom. May I please ask for headcanons for yandere Trey with a short and innocent darlig please?

T/W: Emotional manipulation, yandere, possessiveness

When Trey first saw you, Deuce and Ace practically towering beside you, with the sweetest attitude, he couldn’t help but try to guide you, to protect you from the dangers of this world so unfamiliar to you. 

But soon enough, he wrapped your laughs and smiles and warm, loving gaze like ribbons around his fingers and held them close to his chest.

And eventually he wanted to hold you, and never let anybody else do this.

You’re his little strawberry shortcake, short and sweet, and he can’t help but accompany that nickname with a kiss on the cheek and a possessive hand on your hip.

You were so kind, so wide-eyed, naive, and as refreshing as it was to have in this academy where everybody was so two-faced, it left you exposed to dangers that you weren’t aware of.

Trey would always be kind and gentle, and thanks to that innocent mind of yours (which others could so easily take advantage of) it wasn’t hard to start phasing other people that were ... dangerous for you to hang out.

If his presence wasn’t required at the Heartslybul dorm, he’d be your side -- studying at the library, walking you to class, sitting outside on the grass eating lunch.

And even when he was needed at the Heartslybul dorm, he could always coax you to come help him with the promise of sweets, and even when you weren’t in the mood for sweet things, he could just use his unique magic to change the food to your tastes. 

Other people had gotten the message that you belonged to him. It was hard not to with the way he handled you, arms around your waist, kisses pressed your cheek and hair, threatening glares whenever somebody looked at you in a way he deemed ‘inappropriate’.

And, look, as nice and handy as it was to have Trey around, you just needed a little space ... 

But every time you tried to stray from him, Trey would just rein you back in. Twisting your words and feelings as if you were the bad guy, as if you were hurting his feelings, making you feel as small as possible

When you start crying because you’re so sorry for hurting him, Trey would pull you in for a hug, stroking your hair.

It’s okay, Trey forgives you. Just stay with him, okay? He takes such good care of you. Why would you even leave in the first place?

You couldn’t help but feel that the arm around you feel like a chain binding you to Trey as his sugary sweet words sounded bitter to you. 

♥♥♥♥♥♥

Thank you so much for requesting from the lounge and even more for your kind welcome. I hope to serve you once more in the future. 

--Prosper

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Lilia x reader :The otherside

Warning : Yandere themes ;obsessive and possesive tendencies

Honestly speaking I didn't know where I was going with this in the beginning. I had a prompt and by gods I'm gonna milk that prompt from what's its worth.

Lilia for the later part of his life has assumed a carefree personality. Come what may, he just goes with the flow. It isn't as if he hasn't already experience some things before, in fact he has experienced a lot of things. Was there for a lot of events, to the point that his picture was in the school's history books.

Nothing fazed him.

That is until he met you.

You were peculiar, not only because of your origins but also your attitude.

You were stubborn to a fault that he found it eandering.

He loved the spark in your eyes when you fought through an enemy so obviously out of your league. More often than not he would watch you get beaten up: by the school delinquents who had nothing better to do, by the dorm leaders who overblotted, by your school work that was quite obviously so different with what you had back home and by the headmaster's odd errands. You fought back again and again and again.

There was a huge chance that you would had died if you continued what you were doing, but you didn't seem to mind. Didn't seem to think of how awful it would be do die in another world far away from those whom you loved.

You were interesting.

And living for so long was getting boring without something new.

There was always hope in your eyes: flaming, hot, fierce and mighty.

Oh, wouldn't it be so interesting to watch it slowly dwindling?

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Lilia found himself watching your every movements and it seems like you did too. But instead of running away from him, you ran towards him.

There was a bright glint in your eyes as you approached him

"Lilia-senpai, can I ask for your help?".

Lilia blinked.

Help?

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You explained your predicament to him, about Crowley's incompetence in finding you a way back home, about being very tired all the time, and about your world.

He drank in any information you gave him.

Everything you said was interesting. Every expression you made was refreshing. Everything about you seems so fun, especially now he was experiencing it first hand and not from the sidelines.

He had made up his mind. He'll help you, but not without a price.

"Sure, what do you want?" you asked so innocently, " I promise I'll repay you!".

Ah.

Promises.

Are you aware of how much those have power?

Lilia smiled. "I'll tell you later"

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So the search began.

You two perused among the shelves of the library every break. You shared lunch together (to save time he explained). He walked you to your classes. You two texted each other.

And occasionally, during weekends he'd teleport you too to a new location, a book shop in the east, a museum in the north, and old abandoned castle with a vast library. Anywhere where you too could find a hint of your way out of Twisted wonderland.

It seems you two wouldn't leave each other's side.

You were so preoccupied with talking and traveling with your adorable senpai, you didn't even notice how you were drifting further away from your friends, who were intimidated by Lilia's aura.

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Soon, Lilia has grown fond of your company and your presence began to linger in his mind whenever you two were apart.

Your voice.

Your scent.

Your heartbeat whenever he moved too close to you.

The look on your face when he would tease and surprise you with his pranks,l was something that greatly enticed him. You had so many expressions.

But lately, you had began avoiding looking into his eyes.

If it were any other inexperienced youth they wouldn've been confused. But he knew that look. He has seen it before.

That was love.

The small fae couldn't stop himself from sighing lovingly, a grin etching itself on his face as he gazed into the night.

"You seem to be in a good mood these days, Lilia." His ward has mentioned,his eyes following the elder's gaze, far far away until it reached a certain ramshackled dorm.

Lilia beamed. "It's been quite fun, these days. I've learned things I never learned before."

Malleus raised one fine eyebrow. For Lilia to say that was surprising, for something to exist that he hadn't experienced before... How curious.

"Silver~" he called out jovially.

Silver,who was guarding the door outside hurriedly went in.

"What is it, father?" the tall young man inquired.

The sound of a tea cup falling and breaking on the floor reverberated within the walls followed by a flustered Sebek who apologize profusely.

"What do you think about the idea of me getting in a romantic relationship ?". He asked, casually as if he was asking about the weather.

Lilia continued grinned, watching the surprised expression of his dorm mates.

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Meanwhile, in the ramshackle dorm, you continued to read piles upon piles of books, bags heavily under your eyes.

You were grateful for Lilia's help, but you were also very desperate to go home.

You missed your family.

Your friends.

Your old life.

And even though you appreciated the friends you had right now, Grim, Ace, Deuce, Jack, Epel and all the others, you couldn't stay much longer.

It would hurt too much.

The goodbyes.

The memories.

The blossoming love you've had for a certain red-eyed fae.

You must go home now.

While it's not too late.

You have to return to the other side before your heart breaks.

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You were avoiding him.

And Lilia, despite his seemingly unending patience granted by his old age, was becoming most vexed by the predicament.

It all started when you two visited another one of his favorite destinations when travelling, a catacomb under an ancient fort.

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The place was dark and the atmosphere was heavy, and despite your insistence of acting brave, you had clinged unto his arms.

"There are ancient writings hidden here." the fae explained as you walked the narrow hallways, the sides lined up with large rectangular stone coffins. " If I remember correctly, some are etched in stone."He continued, walking calmly and relishing in the warmth of your presence.

Your eyes kept looking anywhere but him, to the walls, to the windows, to the stone coffins, looking for something using only the dim glow of the floating orb he had conjured.

With one hand he cleaned off the dust and read the inscription, which was in ancient language.

" Here it is." He stopped, right in front of a giant statue of a woman... Or was it a man?

You couldn't tell.

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You were so preoccupied trying to look over at what he was reading, you didn't notice the quick change in his facial features.

Then the light went out.

With everything turned black, you couldn't help yourself from panicking, walking blindly into the dark and tripping into something.

You should have fallen unto the cold pavement. Instead you fell into a pair of warm hands.

Adrenaline rushed into your body, the arms around your waist were large, far larger than your companion's.

And the body..

The body was cold and encapsulated your small form.

"Y/N."

But the voice....the voice was Lilia's.

Your heart beat slowly calmed down, but before it could fully do so you were crushed in a strong embrace. Your face was buried in a large chest, and you could feel long tresses caressing your cheeks.

"y/n." He said again. This time you heard the warmth in his voice, the longing... The love.

Your chin was lifted up by cool slender fingers, you couldn't see but you knew he was looking at you.

His eyes was glowing in the darkness after all.

"Lilia-senpai---"

Then before you knew it you were silenced by a kiss.

You were so drowned into the the fact he had kissed you, you didn't even notice you had closed your eyes to savor it. His cold lips against yours, his tongue which tried to slide its way into your wet cavern.

Or the fact that he had slowly began transporting both of you back to school,leaving the catacombs to burn in bright green flames, along with the things you also hadn't notice before.

You were so distracted that you didn't even notice the orb slowly regaining its light, illuminating the writing on the statue now marked by angry claws.

The modern wristwatch on top of one coffin, a smartphone on top of another, an earing, a comb, and a CD case of Sleeping beauty.

All things belonging from your world.

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Lilia had to resort to watching you from afar again. He didn't like it. He was used to being by your side,but now your always on the other side.

Of the cafeteria. The hallway. The streets.

It's like you like teasing him with your presence. You kissed him back.

He doesn't understand it.

You kissed him back, why are you running away? Looking elsewhere.

It couldn't be perhaps that you were able to read the inscription in the catacombs? The one which answered your question.... Of how to go home...

No... Impossible. You couldn't have possibly be able to read it...

Then why are you running away from him now? Always looking far away when you're thinking.

But of what?

We're you thinking of him?

Then why not come to him?

You have conquered his heart and had embedded yourself into his mind. He longed for you. For your love. For your attention.

But for you to avoid him as repayment for all the things you made him do, abandoning your promise. Abandoning him...

How cruel.

Humans can be so cruel.

But the fae could be so much more so.

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"Darling ~" the cooing voice of your lover reverberated in the empty dungeon walls. You were in so much pain,and yet you didn't know why. You didn't remember a single thing,but you feel like you should. There a growing sense of bitterness in your stomach... But maybe it was the hunger. You didn't know.... You didn't know.

"Come show me your beautiful eyes". He said, and you followed his voice. Your empty eyes staring ay nothing but darkness. " A little to the left, my dear, don't look anywhere else." He chided, the sound of his boots alerting you that he is near.

Lilia gazed fondly at your battered form. You fought a good fight, resisting him, and he was almost impressed.

You managed to find a way home without him, Crowley unexpectedly went through his promise. You were oh so close from leaving him.

You had said your goodbyes to your friends.

Packed your meager belongings.

Crowley had casted the spell on the Magic mirror.

You were so so close.

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The look on your face when he broke the mirror so easily made him fall for you all over again....

The terror. The disbelief. The betrayal.

You fought as much as you could, your friends joining you to only to lose with you.

He saw the fire in your eyes dim with each friend he had thrown up against the wall.

And Malleus? Tsunotarou, your night time friend ? Well, he had helped ofcourse,siding with his guardian.

And so did all of Diasomnia.

The old crow had no choice but to give you up, before all hell breaks loose in NRC and more students get injured... Or die....

Now he has you in his grasp.

There's no more fire in your eyes,nor is there light.

He took away your vision.

What do you need it for if you're only using it to look away from him?

Now all you have is him.

His presence.

His love.

You're right by his side where you belong.

I really be do simping for this adorable bat. There's something about him that's so intriguing. An enigma. A mystery that will bite back at you when you get to close towards the answers.

Oh yeah, if you've noticed there's a part where his size shifted. It's an hc that he could probs change his form, being fae and all. And I'm inlove with that idea.

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Title: A King’s Wrath.

Word Count: 1.8k 

Pairing: Yandere!Overblot!Leona/Reader

Synopsis: Last time Leona lost control, you had help. Back-up isn’t a privilege he seemed intent to give you, this time around.

TW: Graphic Violence, Blood and Delusional Mindsets.

Overblot was a terrible thing.

You should know, you’d been around it enough to see the signs, to recognize just how depraved it could make the people you thought you knew. It was messy, it was desperate, it was an affliction you couldn’t fight off until it’d already ravaged your peers and hurt your friends. It was a curse, in every sense of the word. You were almost glad you hadn’t been born with magic, somedays, when you got a chance to see what it could do if it got out of hand.

Leona, in particular, was not a man to be underestimated. Even before you really knew him, when you were still confused and lost in a world you barely understood, you hadn’t been able to recognize the monster he turned into at the slightest hints of imbalance. You could barely stand to watch, the sight bringing tears to your eyes as surely as the sandstorm he’d summoned, but you’d figured that would be a one-time offense. It was over, and his childhood strife was behind him. He’d grown from it, and you’d helped him. You were proud of him, even if you’d never dare to say that outloud. He didn’t need the ego boost, and you didn’t need to deal with another cocky, self-satisfied lecture on the vastness of his superiority. 

Well… you thought he’d gotten better, at least.

You were starting to think you’d gotten your hopes up too soon.

You could feel it. The electricity in the air, the searing warmth mingling with a distinct, sudden chill, neither feeling managing to completely block out the other. You were sweating, but you were shivering. You were scrambling backward, searching for ground that wouldn’t fall out from under your feet, but you were frozen in place, rooted to the soil that wanted so badly to push you away. It’d been instantaneous. One moment, he was guiding you into the forest surrounding the academy, your hand in his and a whine playing on your tongue about his bone-crushing grip or his unmatchable pace, and the next, you were like this, his expression fallen and his confident confession crushed and discarded by your awkward, rushed rejection. It’d been too blunt. It’d been too harsh.

It’d been honest, and you could never be honest with Leona.

You weren’t dumb enough to try to talk him down or take him on. You were alone, painfully, stupidly alone, out of the reach of the Headmaster or Malleus or someone who could help you, not that you had the right to be picky, at the moment. You wished you’d insisted on taking Grimm with you, or Ace or Deuce or anyone you could’ve convinced Leona to bring along, but you didn’t. Your only chance was to flee, to push yourself to your feet and run for it, even if you doubted you’d be able to make it. Still, it wasn’t much of a choice. Cramping lungs and sore legs were far preferable to the creature you’d left behind you.

Leona wasn’t one to be neglected, though. Already, you could hear him catching up to you, recovering from his blind rage and falling into a targetted, pointed wrath, putting your suffering above the destruction of trees and flowers that’d only witnessed his humiliation. Dust hung in the open air, fragrant and overwhelming, your eyes stinging and your throat going dry, although you couldn’t be sure whether that was Leona’s magic or your own suffocating fear. Each crushed leaf made it worse, every noise sending a jolt through your chest, giving you a new reason to run faster, to scream louder. Somewhere in the distance, Leona laughed, the noise throaty, threatening. Easily drowning out your voice.

But, he could laugh all he wanted. You could see a soft glow, the lights of a dormitory, although you couldn’t guess which it was. It didn’t matter, though. Soon, you’d have help. You’d be safe–

Without warning, the ground underneath you fell away, turning to something malleable and pliant. You slipped before you put a name to it, falling into the shallow pit of sand that’d formed between you and a kneeling Leona, a single palm carelessly pressed to the ground. You tried to get up, but even like this, Leona was faster than you, moving like a predator seeking out its prey, his fist closing around your wrist and wrenching you to your feet before you could stand on your own. The pain was immediate, burning. As if your body was trying to tear itself apart, and you just had to stand back, watching as defined trails carved themselves into your skin. There was blood, but it disappeared as it washed over his hand, mixing with the blank ink that already stained his fingertips. You wondered if it would leave a mark, when he turned back.

If he turned back.

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Hello~ Can I request a hcs yandere!Jade with an somewhat naive s/o who always trust him and never think he'll do bad things? Thank you in advance!!

Absolutely! Hope you enjoy these ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎

•Oh you poor, poor thing. It’s almost too easy for him here! He works for Azul, surely you know what he does… yet you don’t think he’ll do anything bad? It’s like you’ve done his entire job for him. This just plays right into hands, it’s almost boring. But, it’s such a huge advantage to him, he’d be a fool not to take it.

•Your naïveté is endearing, but he’ll make sure that you don’t get take advantage of by any other students. Jade will honestly take the chance to swoop in and protect you, really strengthen and solidify that impression you have that he wouldn’t do anything bad. He’ll always be there, making sure that nobody leads you astray. All with his usual smile, of course.

•Honestly the fact you already think Jade won’t do something wrong or bad is just a dream for him. He already tries to idealize yoir image of him as it stands, making himself appear like this wonderful gentleman to you, and thus just played right into his hands. It’s perfect. He’ll never correct you, he’ll always make sure you see his good side. Don’t you worry your pretty little head about anything that he does when you aren’t looking, just focus on the flowers he’s brought, or the ring he’s gifted you.

•If anyone comes to trying to give warnings, tell you that you shouldn’t get involved with Jade, he’ll just smirk and watch from a distance as you insist there’s no way he’d act like that. You know Jade, he could never do something wrong! He’ll always be there to thank you, and ‘assure’ the other person so very ‘politely’ that there’s no need to worry about you. You’re under his care, little anenome.

•It’s even better if you accept his feelings when he does confess, because then this can continue on in the shadows, Jade scaring any competition away from you all while you just shake your head at anyone trying to open your eyes. Jade will take full advantage of your favourable view of him, and twist it into a blind, unwavering loyalty as you stand there beside him, as his love. He couldn’t ask for more than that.

•Reject him, a series of unfortunate events will occur in your life- maybe even something slipped not your drink- but Jade is always there to help. Everything is all orchestrated by him of course, but instead of being more forceful like he would normally (resorting to kidnapping) he basically makes your life miserable while acting as a person to rely on. A dear friend to go to for comfort. He’ll be there so much that you can’t help but develop feelings for him, and then the same thing as above happens.

•In general, Jade is somehow even more manipulative if you’re naive and think he won’t do anything wrong. He completely uses it to his advantage, eventually taking it and using those traits to make you blindly loyal to him as his s/o. He doesn’t even need to keep you too close by- you basically threw yourself in his trap all on your own.

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Hi! Stoked about TW finally coming out! Could I have reaction headcannons for yandere Azul, Leona, Jade, Floyd, and Ruggie? How would they react to finding their darling that escaped them a few years ago only to realize they have a child (they are the father and that's possibly reason for their escape)?

Coolio concept!!!! Hope you like these ♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎♥︎ I left the child’s gender neutral, so you lovely readers could decide on your preference.

•Azul can vividly remember the day that you vanished. It hadn’t left his mind since they very day it happened, and it feels like yesterday to him. The pain is still there, it’s very real- and he’s been distraught and inconsolable since you disappeared. He’s become extremely cold and calculated, using everything he could to hunt you down, but nothing came up. A few days had become a few weeks, which turned into a few months, which turned into a few years. He felt empty without you, and he simply hadn’t been the same since.

•When he does hear about you whereabouts, though, Azul’s heart just about stops. Jade reported someone that looked exactly like you, living in a small village, extremely far inland. Nowhere near the sea, not even near a river or lake- instead it’s high in the mountains, where you thought nobody would ever find you. Azul drops everything that instant to go and see you himself- if it really is you, then you’re come back with him. Now.

•Azul sees you again from a distance, so joyful, glowing and smiling brightly, and his heart just about stops beating. He nearly cries, all of his bottled up feelings hitting him at once. He missed you more than you could even fathom, and you’re here. You’ve been here all this- …why is there a young child with you?

•At first, Azul is pissed. Seeing you holding on to the kid’s hand, who looks about three, hearing them call you ‘mom’- he’s not even paying attention to the appearance at first, thinking that you must have run away for someone else and had a child with that person, but then he sees it. Wavy, silvery hair. Your eyes. Beauty mark below their lip. This child is… eerily similar to him. That, of course, is when it clicks; this is his child. You didn’t just run away alone- you took his child with you. Your child. He’s a father.

•Azul approaches you with a smile, taking your wrist before you notice him. Your blood turns into ice when you see him there, like some kind of nightmare sprung to life, but he’s completely serene on the outside. Your child barely even notices how terrified you are, instead only noticing “hey mister, you look like me!” while Azul just happily states that he’s their father and has come to take you both back home. He takes you away from your little hideaway that instant, the intense grip on your wrist letting you know that you aren’t going anywhere. He is going to have recount word for word why you left, and everything he’s missed while you were gone. He’s not missing another second of your life, of your child’s.

•He is going to love his child, no matter what. They’ll be so spoiled and adored, they’ll never notice just how unhappy you are with their father; or how strange it is that he didn’t even let you go back for your things, or even leave your new home. They’ll just end up loving Azul, and he ends up being a surprisingly sweet father- it’d be nice if you weren’t stuck with him. Don’t expect to get away now, though. Azul isn’t letting even leave the house anymore, and will be very, very protective now that you have a child together. You’re a family now- and he isn’t going to let you rip that family apart.

•“My dear angelfish, we have a lot of catching up to do.”

•How you even pulled this off is a mystery of it’s own, but regardless, Jade is intitally calm at your escape. Nobody but Azul and Floyd will notice how tense he’s getting over time, growing more and more aggravated as he is continuously unable to locate you. But he’ll do it eventually, and you best be ready when he does- because it’s going to be rough when he does.

•You’ll likely have been moving constantly to try and keep away from Jade. Never staying in one place for too long, moving on to the next, trying desperately not to leave a trail while caring for the little one. But one day, you drift a bit too close to the northern beaches connecting to the Coral Sea while travelling; and it’s Floyd that spots you from the water, with a child no older than two in your arms. He tells Jade in an instant, who’s at the surface within the hour. He stalks you until nightfall, without you getting even the slightest hint that something is off on your end.

•The second Jade lays his eyes on the child, he knows he’s the father. The razor sharp teeth when they yawn? Mismatched eyes, one yellow and one eye matching yours? Yeah, it’s a dead giveaway. He could almost laugh, really, putting two and two together very quickly. You ran away because of this one… well, playtime’s over. It’s time to come back now.

•Once you stop to rest, and you and your child are fast asleep, that’s when Jade strikes. A little spell to extend you and the young one’s slumber, picking you both up and taking you right back ‘home’. Your things come with you, but he’ll confiscate anything you don’t need- like sentimental items- and hold them hostage until you earn them back.

•Jade makes sure his child wakes up first, so he can ‘explain’ everything before you can, as well and spend some time with them. He’s rather fond of them quite quickly- they remind him so much of you- and you’ll probably wake up to see Jade holding your child in his arms, running a hand through their hair while smiling at you. But the smile isn’t a pleasant one; it sends shivers down your spine, and reeks of danger. If his presence and your capture wasn’t enough to shake you to your core, then the look on his face most certainly will. He’ll ask you what happened, he’ll listen to your excuses. But it won’t change your fate- you aren’t leaving again. Especially not with your child in tow too.

•“Why don’t you start explaining from the beginning, my little anemone?”

•You have singlehanded pissed off Floyd for years by doing this. His good moods become next to impossible to come by, and he’s beyond inconsolable without you. He’s angry, he’s depressed, Floyd doesn’t even know what to do. The most important person in his life is just gone, his precious shrimpy is just gone, how is he ever supposed to be happy now? He doesn’t feel like doing anything, and he’s more brutal and violent than usual while working for Azul. Honestly, it’s the two of them that start hunting you down, because Floyd’s too angry to even bother. He wants you back, but his time is consumed with venting by “squeezing” poor souls to make him even more upset.

•Floyd’s mood genuinely brightens for the first time since your disappearance the very second that Jade comes in, saying he saw you. Floyd doesn’t wait a single second- he has Jade tell him where you are, and he’s there in an instant. There is almost zero time between the moment he hears “(y/n)’s been spotted” and the moment he’s right where you are.

•There is also zero time in between seeing you and hugging you. Floyd runs up and tackles you the absolute second he sees you, his hug almost bone-crushing. Intentionally so, it’s part threat. In truth, he doesn’t even notice the small child at first, and it’s only when he hears a small voice ask “who’s that?” when he stops and looks down at them. The moment he does though, he is grinning from ear to ear. The hair, the eyes, the teeth- it’s all identical to him. Just guessing the age by the looks of them too… well, he’s got it figured out within a few moments.

•He picks up the kid and twirls them around, hugging them, excitedly talking about how he’s their dad and how incredibly happy he is to see them! Honestly, he’s so incredibly happy about it, you might even be fooled into thinking that he’s fine. It’s almost cute, even, but you’ll snap out of the second he gets a death grip to your wrist and drags you right back from whence he came. The entire way, Floyd is getting to know the little one, anxious to introduce them to Azul and their uncle Jade. If his child is anywhere near as chaotic as he is, they’re probably excited out of their mind, to tell the truth.

•Everything seems like such a sweet, beautiful union, until Floyd asks Jade to watch to watch his “precious guppy” for a moment. The grip on your shoulder says more than enough as he leads you off to a side room, hugging you again. But this time, he’s not smiling. He’s crying. He’s got a hand on your neck, applying some pressure- enough to threaten, not to choke. Just a warning. He’s going to bask in yoir presence for awhile, so glad his precious shrimpy isn’t dead and is here with him- with such a cute little guppy, nonetheless- but he’s also going to make very, very sure you don’t even consider walking away again. He refuses to go through that horrible experience one more time- no matter what, you will know that your place with him. So why don’t you hug him back now?

•“You won’t even think about leaving me again, will you shrimpy~?”

•Leona is beyond angry, he’s absolutely bloody livid from the very first day you’re gone. In truth, he’ll take advantage of his royal blood and have his guards looking everywhere for you. Day and night, they’re searching, all while Leona himself is hunting for you too. It may be troublesome, but you’ve gone and done it now. He’s not going to wait until you’re back, that’s it. No questions asked.

•He’s waiting in his room when you’re dragged back to him, the royal guards pulling you before him with your child held tightly to yoir chest. Leona, similar to Jade, knows the very instant that he looks at this kid that they’re his child. The ears, the hair, all of it is a dead ringer for it being his child. The moment he notices this, the guards are dismissed, but left standing outside in case you try anything funny.

•Honestly, the kid is probably freaked out at first- Leona is intimidating when he talks to you, demanding an explanation, demanding answers. He never yells, he never hurts you, but he isn’t letting you do anything until you start talking. He calms down the second he sees the child though, to an extent. They look so much like you… and honestly, he’d thought about kids a few times back before you disappeared- now being confronted with it, he was having a lot of feelings about the whole thing.

•He’s genuinely softer, kinder to his child though. He speaks more gently, kneels down to their level- talks to the. He explains as best he can what’s going on, and honestly if the kid tries to hug him, hold his hand, anything- he wouldn’t push them away. He just lets his kid so whatever, basically let them understand that he’s not going to hurt them.

•You always, always have escorts now whenever you aren’t with Leona. Your child does too, even when he’s going to play with Cheka or talk to his uncle. It may even seem like you have a semi-normal family life there, if it wasn’t for Leona or his guards hovering near you at every possible moment. Security in the palace is also far, far tighter, as Leona was smart enough to paint the whole thing as a kidnapping incident- and now that you’re stuck with him, it’s best to play along. Leona is very intelligent, and now that you’re with him again, he’s going to make sure it stays that way, and his child isn’t going anywhere either. Regardless of the effort he has to spend, you are going to stay in that palace, end of discussion.

•“You’re staying right here from now on, herbivore.”

•He wasn’t the same after you left. All his duties to keep Leona in line? Ignored. Causing any sort of mischief? Doesn’t happen, it’s eerily quiet. Hell, he barely bothers to eat anymore unless he has too- Ruggie is nothing like himself. Every single second that wasn’t spent doing something he literally had to do, it was spent looking for you. In truth, he was starting to get discouraged when he finally found a sign; someone saying that they’d seen you, stopping by the town to buy food. They said that you had a young child with you, which instantly has him concerned. Did somebody else steal you away from him? Was he too late?

•Ruggie eventually tracks you down, and his entire mood brightens when he sees the kid. That little one is his spitting image, so there is absolutely no way in hell they’re not his. Seeing them, he doesn’t waste any time teasing and toying with you like he normally would- he gets your attention right away, telling you to come over to him. Don’t even try to run- he can easily catch up to you.

•He’ll go back to your home first, seeing how you’ve been living- why pick this life over him? You could have built a better life together, just like he said you would! He knows how it is it live a hard like like that, so why run from something better? You could have raised this kid as a pair, he was there for you! Why did run away? Why did you try to take his child away from him? He has so many questions, and using his unique magic to force you to pack your things, he’s going to be asking all his questions as you do. Don’t try and ignore him either- he’s not going to put up with that, not after all this.

•Ruggie is going to make up for lost time with his kid- playing sports and games, bonding, everything. If his kid is much like him, they’ll also end up a troublemaker, and he may even try to get them to work with him. Let him know if their other parent is acting strange, or trying to run again. The child you tried to save is suddenly Ruggie’s spy too, making it twice as hard to escape him. Not that he’s going to let you pull that stunt again, though. You aren’t even leaving the house after this.

•“Did you really think you could outrun me?”

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a Divus and Vil sandwich,,,, rip mc fly high little masochist

@bloodied-teardrops share your delicious work!!

Vil wants to experiment with you. Potions that have you squealing and writhing on the floor for his cock while Divus punishes you as you aren’t allowed to come on your fingers either. You’ll be trained to come with the crack of the whip snapping across your bruised and swollen ass.

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What would yan dorm masters do if their darling was in a arranged marriage?

Wish them the best, of course... as if!

Yandere Dorm Leaders w/ a darling in an arranged marriage

Riddle Rosehearts

Riddle couldn’t help but sputter the tea he was drinking when you told him. Did you want to say that again? You elaborated that it wasn’t your decision, but your parents’. Oh... well then, perhaps he could speak to them and get them to change their minds. At that, you gave him your ‘OK’ if it meant anything about this scenario could be changed. But what you hadn’t expected was that in order for your current fiancé to be dropped, your parents would have to find a suitable, if not more, replacement. Luckily, Riddle was more than happy to fill that position.

What? Would you rather be be complacent with some stranger who didn’t know their place in the world? Or would you rather be wed to your dearest and most reliable friend?

Leona Kingscholar

You were joking, right? With this news, your antsy behavior lately finally made sense. Though in all honesty, you should’ve told him sooner. He only turned over in your lap while lazily admitting about how that wasn’t going to happen. To which you stated that it most definitely was and that you had no say in the matter. Geez, taking care of you was such a hassle. Not only did he have to take a bite out of your fiancé, but he also had to travel all the way back home and admit to his brother that he had laid claim to a mate back at Night Raven.

You had better thank him when he comes back. He hated dealing with his family.

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul put a full stop to your statement. Marriage? You? That completely went against his plans for the future! He was going to court you proper, offer you love and fulfillment, date steady for three years, propose, get married, move you to live in the coral sea as a permanent mermaid, and live a life of enrichment with you in his arms. Great, now everything was thrown out of balance. He’d have to coerce your fiancé to sign a contract with him. Can’t fulfill their side of the agreement? Drown then.

He’ll present a new contract to your parents. Why, just look at all the benefits of offering their child’s hand in marriage! Look at what a capable son-in-law he would be! Sure things are moving ahead of schedule, but Azul could plan around that.

Kalim Al-Asim

Hm? Oh, what a silly joke! What? ...It’s not? Kalim then promptly got on one knee as he held one of your hands in both of his, beaming his sweetest smile. Best to just provide a better offer then! Surely your engagement is some sort of political scenario that you can’t turn down. But why would your parents have you settle when you could become so much more? Kalim had been meaning to marry you from the start and this was a good of a chance as any to finally rope you into his family and ensure you the most pampered life possible.

No one would deny his influence or his bouts of bribery. Adults were so easily swayed by a flash of coin, weren’t they?

Vil Schoenheit

Oh how right you were to confide in Vil, your dearest friend. The second you had shown him a picture of your future spouse, he almost had the gall to knock the phone out of your hand. Well, we’ll be having none of that, won’t we? He took your chin in his hand and ever so smoothly asked if he could meet your fiancé, to properly judge whether they were as suited to be your spouse as your parents had thought. They weren’t, of course, as they laid on the floor, disgustingly foaming at the mouth.

Right then, Vil knew he had to prepare for his next meeting with your parents. Word on the street was it that you were in the market for a new fiancé.

Idia Shroud

Idia was strangely quiet at your admission. The two of you were spending time in his room when you disclosed why you were so anxious as of late. Without turning to face you, Idia asked for your fiancé’s name, to which you gave away without a second thought. In the following days, you came to Idia to tell him that your fiancé’s family had gone completely bankrupt, your own family wanting nothing to do with them anymore. He was sorrowful about them, but elated for your predicament. He just didn’t get why you didn’t express a similar sentiment.

Your parents were already looking for a new spouse? Ugh, this was too much trouble. Best to just put you to sleep for now. Can’t get married if you’ve gone missing.

Malleus Draconia

On the outside, Malleus consoles you, bringing your hands into his as he offered any form of support he could. On the inside, it was unadulterated alarm. He would speak to Lilia about it. He knew at all costs that you couldn’t be wed to someone you didn’t love, not when he still had so much he wanted to confess to you. Lilia told him that while the custom was archaic, it didn’t surprise him that it still existed. But! If Malleus liked his human so much, then he should do something about it. Life was too short to not do what you wanted.

Taking Lilia’s advice in stride, Malleus tried speaking to your fiancé who, upon your mention, suddenly wanted nothing to do with you. You were almost going to marry a coward like this? The thought really disgusted him as he gripped the back of their shirt, the tips of his fingers ingniting into green flames.

Later he would come to find that your parents were more than eager to offer him the spot by your side. They were so ecstatic, they were nearly shaking where they stood. Well, didn’t that just pan out anticlimatically. Malleus couldn’t wait to tell you the good news.

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It's the Aesthetic based on the last Yandere Rook story you did, and honestly, i didn't even liked him that much but, DANG! that story mad me feel things!

Just a little something to show my appreciation ( ˘ ³˘)♥

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Oh wow I'm very flattered, thank you very much for making this!

I'm very happy you liked the story

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Will take requests for Divus x fem reader? Some yandere headcanons please! Nsfw too if possible. Thank you!

Oh, absolutely. I send a kiss to all the Crewel stans out there.

Warning(s): Yandere concepts, in half of the scenarios MC is a student but she’s of college age (Ask to tag!)

Nsfw yandere Divus Crewel Headcanons

You’ve always been a star student in Crewel’s class. You might not be the type to raise your hand, but test scores have always proved positive. Still, your last score wasn’t an 100 so Crewel took it into his own hands to tutor you after class

You’ll be sitting at his desk as he directs to you the correct terms and definitions from behind, both hands on either side of you as he presses his chest against the back of your chair. He’s practically looming over you so that he can ‘properly see your answer sheet’

When you ask if that’s necessary, he’ll crack his pointer down on the desk as a warning shot for questioning him. Given the situation though, you likely won’t be able to concentrate in which he’ll ask if your seat is the problem. Perhaps he should give you a proper one

Cue you being forced to sit on his lap, the length of his cock buried deep within you. And for every right answer you mark down, you’ll be allowed one full thrust to satisfy the growing heat between your legs. Really, the sooner you finish. The sooner you both can

Now anytime you’re not wearing your uniform, you wear designer. Master has made special care to pick out the best brands and he’ll be damned if people don’t know exactly where you got the funds to buy them

If you didn’t expect petplay to be involved, then I don’t know what to tell you. During the day he’ll dress his puppy to the nines to lay claim to you, but at night, it’s one of the many lingerie sets he’s bought for you. And if you’ve been a particularly good puppy that day, then he’ll let you lie on the sofa with him, head in his lap as he strokes your hair.

If you’ve been bad, then it’s the carpet for you. Though don’t expect him to fall for your puppydog eyes as you look up at him from the floor, lip quivering as you apologize for whatever it is that you’ve done to be put in his bad graces. It didn’t hurt to rub your cheek on his leg, your face dangerously close to his groin. You couldn’t take another night without supper

But who are we kidding, Divus isn’t immune to you. He falls for that teary look every time as he hoists you up from under your arms and holds you to his chest, your chin resting on his shoulder as he carries you to the bedroom

This made appealing to this side of Divus, of course, better than doing nothing at all. Other than no supper, you could clearly remember the last time you disobeyed as your eyes hesitantly fell to the cage in the corner of the room. It had been awhile since he used that so you knew you must’ve been doing something right if it meant he let you sleep on the bed with him

Now that he has you, it’s time to play. He’ll tell you to ‘sit’ in which you’ll go to the bed and sit. Then he’ll tell you to ‘lay down’ in which you’ll lean back and look up at him from the sheets. Finally it’s time to ‘stay’. A metaphorical command in which you shift a little before slowly parting your legs for him

“Good girl~,” he purrs as he removes his heavy overcoat and starts to unbutton his vest. Looks like you’ll be sleeping in tomorrow