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Can you make yandere boyfriend x gn reader? Like they both in relationship but as As time goes by, the reader feels that their relationship is boring because they think their partner is someone foolish always depend his life on reader, and someone who only try to impress them, in conclusion reader actually doesnt enjoy their relationship probably more like one-sided love? Reader felt only him that the one who try build the relationship (if you know what i mean) and reader trying to break up with him without make him offended (the rest its up to you)

Yandere boyfriend x reader

summary: You get tired of your boyfriend.

note: a lot of buildup,, and there are stuff at the end that might not be for everyone!!(death threats etc)

You were going through a rough patch when you first met him. At that time, you already graduated university a year ago studying something you were definitely not interested in, and spent most of your time struggling to become a civil servant.  You weren't much of a passionate person, and you had no means to achieve a higher position at work, so a civil servant who lives thin but short was the perfect option.

Everyday after your part time job you went to a small private study hall and sat on your favorite seat, secluded from sight. You got a one month pass every first day of the month and studied. There was a guy working at the counter, studying himself. You only talked to him when you payed for the montly pass. He looked like a decent guy, you thought. 

It all started when a drink with a note was on your desk. You thought writing love letters to someone in a library or a study hall was something you can see in memes with cringey quotes on the letter. You picked up the note and read it. 

Neat handwriting was on the small piece of paper. 

'I noticed you studying everyday, and I just wanted to ask if you have time tomorrow?'

The note was simple. But there was no clue of who wrote this note. You didn't know who wrote you a note, but you knew this person was either clumsy or wanted to be your secret admirer.

You studied for hours and prepared to leave like any other day. You noticed the guy working at the counter approaching you, clearly having something to say.

"Hello... um... I'm the one who gave you the note and drink..."

He mumbled, not making eye contact.

"Oh... um..."

"Do you have time tomorrow? We can eat dinner together..."

He said, his hand scratching his neck.

You accepted his offer without much thought, because why not. You needed something to distract you from studying all day long, and I date sounded like something you can count on.

Or.. you just liked how he looked. 

The following story was normal like any couple would. You ate dinner at a restaurant with that guy. You ate pasta if you remember right. You asked him about himself, and decided that you wanted to date him. 

He eventually told you that he spotted you a year ago when he was also studying at the same study hall, which he now works for (a part time job). He was studying for a exam a year ago, just like you, to get into a better university. 

He went to the same university you graduated. He also told you he wanted to talk to you, but only kept his feelings to himself for the months. After he got into the university he wanted, he decided to go for it.

You studied for your own exam coming up a few months later, and walked around town with him at dinner time.

Months passed after the guy at the counter became your boyfriend. He occasionally studied with you, busy comprehending what he learned in university. 

Everything went smootly for the first few months, while getting to know him better. Having someone in your life made your everyday life much more meaning. You felt yourself changing slightly everyday, just to go walking with him on your spare time.

Your rough road ended when you finally passed the civil servant exam after working hard for it for years. Now you had a job, and you had a boyfriend who likes you so much. You also had time to look around the world.

Now that you think about it, having so much to do and having so much chance enjoying doing something else may have drived you to getting tired of your boyfriend.

Your boyfriend didn't change much at first, but when you and your boyfriend started to go to each other's places almost everyday, he changed in a more... tiring way.

There was nothing that extreme, but there was definitely something tiresome.

"What are you thinking about? I want to know."

Your boyfriend asked, while eating dinner at your house.

"Uhh.. nothing."

"I was thinking about going on a trip. Just the two of us. How does that sound?"

He asked.

"That's sounds good. You have graduation soon, right? We can go after your graduation."

You answered as you looked at him searching through his phone.

"What are you looking for on your phone?"

"To send you the details about the graduation ceremony."

"There's going to plenty of people there like.. your family and friends, so I'm kind of uncomfortable, don't get me wrong, i.. uh.."

You can see that your boyfriend didn't expect your response.

"My mom is the only person who's going to be there. Please? I know it might be a little uncomfortable, but I really want you to be there."

"Alright. Send me the details. I'll be there."

The university auditorium was crowded with people. You were standing at the bery back of the auditorium since you were late to the ceremony, and there was no room at the front. You watched the ceremony, trying to spot your boyfriend. 

After several speeches and celebrations, the ceremony ended. Luckily you found your boyfriend immediately as people went out of the auditorium.

"I thought you didn't come."

He said, leading you out of the auditorium.

"I missed the bus so I had to take a taxi. So.. where is your mother? Is she here?"

"I think she's somewhere else."

"Somewhere else? What do you mean?"

"He's here for my brother, not me. Does that make it clear..?"

He said, looking around to catch a glimpse of his brother. 

You never heard of his brother before. Or of his family.

"She's your mother too. Why don't you go see her?"

You said, still confused.

"Hey-"

You saw a guy waving at your boyfriend. His hair was long enough to cover half of his neck , and he had a smile on his face. That's his brother, you thought.

Your boyfriend's brother was nothing like your boyfriend. He was the exact opposite.There was also a little girl about 6 years old and a woman holding the girl's hand beside him, talking to themselves.

You turned to your boyfriend, who was taking a step back.

"I didn't expect that-"

You said jokingly. But you could see your boyfriend's face was not looking good. 

"Hi... "

Your boyfriend greeted them with a uncomfortable look on his face. His mother looked at you with a calm face, and the little girl hid behind her. You were standing there awkward too, not knowing what to do. Your boyfriend looked uneasy around them for some reason.

"Who's that beside you?"

His brother asked.

"I'm dating (name)."

"Oh, ok. You got a good looking partner. Want to join us for lunch? My sister wanted to eat at a restaurant."

"No thanks, the three of you can go."

"Ok then."

You walked out of the university, your boyfriend beside you. There was an awkward silence between you and your boyfriend, and you wanted it to break.

"That's your brother? And.. the little girl is your sister?"

You asked.

"Yes. They are."

He replied with a dry tone.

You were fighting between asking your boyfriend about his family and why he is uncomfortable with them or just keeping your mouth shut. You decided to keep your mouth silent. There may be a reason why he answered vaguely at the first place. You might as well let him be.

"Did you like him? My brother?"

"What do you mean?"

"I mean... no, just forget it."

"Huh?"

After meeting your boyfriend's brother, your boyfriend acted a bit different. Your boyfriend visited your place more often, even everyday, even when you wanted some time by yourself. You did not know why he was doing this, but you knew you were getting tired.

"Don't you think you're visiting my place too much sometimes?"

You said, while watching a movie with your boyfriend.

"Why? I just wanted to spend more time with you."

Your boyfriend got closer, resting his head on your shoulder.

"You know I don't like being alone. Plus, I can't manage myself alone..."

You agreed with the 'can't manage myself' part. Your boyfriend had a clumsy side to him, especially when you were with him alone. You didn't think of him as someone you need to take care of when you first saw him at the study hall. He seemed to be a stoic person, and he still is, but whenever you were with him, he made minor mistakes that you took care of. 

And you knew he liked it when you cared for him. You enjoyed it too at first.

"Oh, don't say that. You're fine off alone. I'm not here tomorrow anyways. I'm meeting a friend tomorrow."

Your boyfriend lifted his head from your shoulder and looked at you.

"You mean your friend from highschool?"

"Yes some of my friends from highschool."

"... ok then."

He went back to watching the movie without much response. You were relieved by his reaction. 

You sent your boyfriend back to his house and went to a cafe your friend runs. It's been a while since you met them, and you got a bit excited. You arrived at the cafe early, and noticed your friend giving instructions to a student who seems to be working here.

"You're here early. If you take a seat somewhere, I'll join you soon after I tell the newcomer what to do."

Your friend greeted you.

"Thanks."

You sat on the corner of the cafe, watching your phone until your others friends arrive.

"You were at the graduation, right?"

You heard a familiar voice and looked up.

".. oh,"

"I didn't know you go to cafes. You don't look like one."

He smiled as he took a seat in front of you without any hesitation.

"I'm here to meet my friends."

He looked around to see if anyone was around.

"My brother and I don't look alike, don't you think?"

"..?"

Why would he ask that.. out of nowhere? 

"We're not actually blood related. My little sister and I are."

He said, trying to continue the conversation.

"Oh, okay.."

He looked at your face too long. You looked far away without focus to avoid looking directly at his face.

"My boyfriend seemed distant at the graduation.. uh.. um.."

"He was always distant."

"Huh?"

"He never warmed up to the family. My mother married his father when I was 16, and your boyfriend was 17. My mother had my sister two years later."

"Oh.. ok."

"He never talked to the family properly for some reason. He ignored my sister all the time when we were both in highschool."

He talked in a dark tone and sighed.

"Can you tell my brother that he should talk to the family properly? You can give me your number and I'll give you more details."

He handed you his phone for you to enter your phone number.

"Uh.. I'll have to think about talking to my boyfriend though."

You were hesitant but put your phone number to his contacts.

"I'll talk to you later."

Your boyfriend's brother left as your friends walked into the cafe. Your friends all got a glimpse of him when he left and immediately asked questions.

"Who's that? Is that your boyfriend you've been talking about?"

"No, uh.. he's my boyfriend's brother."

"Well he's hot."

--

You noticed your boyfriend waiting outside of your apartment. He was looking around, very anxious. You walked towards him.

"I didn't know you were here."

You said, opening the door to the apartment building.

"... I was wondering if we could spend some time."

"Ok, but I don't think I'll stay up late. I'm tired."

You and your boyfriend took an elevator and arrived at your place. You opened the door with a key and led your boyfriend inside. 

You changed into comfortable clothes and sat on the sofa. You thought about the encounter with your boyfriend's brother. He seemed alright, a cheerful, energetic guy worried about his family. 

You still couldn't decide. Was it right to interfere with a family problem when you know nothing?

"What are you thinking about?"

Your boyfriend asked, sitting next to you.

"It's nothing."

You replied. You didn't want to tell your boyfriend that you talked to his brother. Not yet.

"I know there's something going on in your mind."

"Maybe your assumption is wrong. I'm just tired. Let's go to bed."

You lay down on the bed, beside your boyfriend. Your boyfriend drifted off to sleep right after, but you couldn't. You picked up your phone and scrolled down social media without any particular reason. 

You checked your unread messages to see if you missed any and find an account(that you didn't know) messaged you. You checked the profile to see who it is and quickly found out it was your boyfriend's brother, who contacted you after he got your number.

'I found your social media account on my accounts you may know list. Do you mind if we talk? I want to talk more about my brother.'

The message was sent about half an hour ago.

You replied with a simple ok and waited for his answer.

Your thought if your boyfriend can restore his relationship with his family, he would be visiting your home less, and spend some time with his family. Then you can have some time by yourself. Your boyfriend's brother may have a solution, and if your boyfriend gets a healthy relationship with his family, he'll be less dependent...?

'Can we meet? It'll be better if we talk face to face.'

'When?'

'You can decide. I'm available any time at the moment.'

'Then let's meet tomorrow at 12. I have a lunch break, so we can talk for some time. We can meet at the restaurant nearby my workplace'

'Alright.'

After the conversation ended, you charged your phone and closed your eyes.

-

You saw him walking towards to where you were standing. He was a few minutes late, but you didn't mind.

"So.. uh.. should we go to a cafe, or should we just talk here?"

You asked. It was awkward talking your boyfriend's brother when their relationship was estranged. No, their relationship might've been non existent in the first place.

"Let's go to a cafe near here. I know a place."

"Okay. You can lead the way."

You looked at his face from time to time while walking to the cafe. 

You could see why your friend said he was good looking without hesitation. He was the type of person who would catch everyone's eye.

"So... what do you have to say about my boyfriend..?"

You asked. 

He took a deep breath and started talking.

"Did you consider talking to my brother about me.. or his family?"

"Uh.. I didn't tell him yet."

"He distanced himself from me and my mother when my mother remarried his father. I'm a year younger than him, and we were in highschool at that time."

"Oh ok... He might've been stressed from things happening, I was stressed when I was in highschool too so.."

You said, looking away from the man in front of you. 

"Yeah, maybe, but he didn't even treat us like proper family. We tried, but I guess he didn't want to talk to us."

".. um.."

"I know this might be too much.. but my mother and.. father really wants to talk to him. And he won't answer our calls."

"Was there something that.. could've upset him?"

Your boyfriend's brother made a confused face at your question. He wasn't expecting that question, you guess.

"No, not really. He went out to live alone when he graduated highschool."

.. and he hated my sister so much too.. I don't know why still. I just want to sort things out by talking to him."

He said, looking down.

"... oh... I'll talk to him then. Your family wants to reach out to him so..."

You said, hesitantly.

Your boyfriend's brother looked up at you, smiling brightly.

"Thanks, I really am.."

His hand brushed yours as he thanked you. 

You went out of the cafe after some time and walked back to work. 

Your mind was full of how to tell your boyfriend about the situation without him getting upset. His brother really seemed genuine. 

"Hey-"

You lightly touched your boyfriend behind his back. He looked back, grabbing your arm.

"Where have you been..."

"Just shopping some groceries."

You scanned his outfit.

"Do you like these kinds of clothing? I've never seen these before."

Your boyfriend was wearing a different style, more colorful, cheerful and light. He always wore dark and moody clothes, so you were quite amused.

"I wanted to try something new... do you like it?"

He asked, holding onto your hand.

"Well uh.. it does fit you."

Your boyfriend smiled at your comment.

You walked with him to his room, stirring up the courage to talk about his brother.

"I need to tell you something."

You said.

Your boyfriend looked at you, ready to listen.

"I... uh met your brother the other day, and he wanted to talk to you. He said your family wants to reach out..."

You finally said it. 

"..."

To your suprise, your boyfriend's smile crumbled immediately. He grabbed onto your hand harder as he processed what you've just said.

"You met him? When...?"

"... your brother wanted to talk to me about you. He wanted to amend things with you so much."

You said. 

"..."

"You ok..?"

"Why did you meet him in person?? Do you like him?"

He said, his voice getting sharper every second.

"No, no I just wanted to.."

"Do you want me to go away? Talk to my failyso you can spend time someone else....?"

"... no, it's not like that."

You didn't expect him to react like this.

"..."

An awkward silence went by.

"I won't talk about this... again.."

You said, breaking the silence.

Your boyfriend tried to respond, but kept being silent instead.

You did not expect him to be upset like that. Or maybe you should've expected it coming. 

You walked beside him, keeping a bit of distance. 

--

"You should keep some distance with him."

Your friend said, preparing coffee for you.

"I don't know... he hates when I say that."

Your friend sat beside you, giving you the coffee. You took a sip, thinking about your boyfriend.

"Why don't you join my barista class this Saturday at 5?"

Your friend offered.

"Barista class?"

"Yeah, without your boyfriend. You'll get some time relaxing."

You accepted the offer, thanking your friend.

On Saturday, you left your house at half past four to visit your friend's cafe. You put on earphones and played the song that matched your mood. Until you got a call from your boyfriend.

"Hello?"

You answered the phone.

".. c.. can you come over, just for a minute...?"

Your boyfriend responded with a weak voice.

"Are you okay?"

You could hear him coughing through the phone.

"I'm sick...."

"Oh, uh... why?"

"I don't know.. A cold I think. I serious one. Can you please come over...?"

He pleaded.

"I have a barista class today... you sure it won't take long?"

"Yes-! Please come over."

".. alright then."

You ended the call and headed to your boyfriends apartment. 

You opened the door to his apartment room to see your boyfriend right behind it.

"You came..!"

Your boyfriend hugged you tightly.

You push his body away from you slightly, looking at him to see how much he's sick.

"So... do you need anything?"

You asked. 

"Can you stay...?"

Your boyfriend said, his head looking down.

"... are you even sick?"

You look at him again. He seemed fine.

"... I am-"

"You look fine."

You frowned at the thought of your boyfriend lying you just so he can spend more time with you. 

"No, no I'm not.."

He sais. His eyes couldn't find a place to look.

Why would you lie to me like that?"

You asked in a irritated voice.

"have class today."

"..."

"... I'll come back after class. I need to go now. I'm late."

You pushed your boyfriend who desperately wanted to follow you inside his room. Then you ran to your friend's cafe, hoping that you'll be on time.

"I'm here-!"

You said as you opened the door to your friend's cafe. 

"I didn't expect to see you here."

A familiar voice greeted you. It was him. You boyfriend's brother was trying out different recipes in the cafe. 

You walked over to him, sitting next to him.

"It didn't work out. I don't think I can help you anymore."

You said, putting your bag on the floor.

"Oh, that's.. okay. He'll warm up when the time's right. I'll try again."

You focused on the class, trying to forget about your boyfriend. You couldn't understand why he was acting like that. He wasn't like this when you first met him. He was pretty calm and reserved. Now when you look at him, he looks like he's anxious.

"Is something wrong?"

Your friend asked. The lesson ended, and the only ones left wereyour boyfriend's brother, your friend and you.

"... well actually.. I don't know if I want to be with him anymore."

You said. 

"Woah. Really?"

"... I don't know actually. He lied to me just so I can visit him."

"That's.. Um.."

"I just get so stressed when I'm with him..."

You packed your bag and put the coffee and dessert you made inside it.

"Why don't you just break up with him?"

Your friend said.

"Huh?"

"I mean.. if you're so tired of him.. why would you stay with him? Just to make him feel better?"

"..."

"I think finding some else is better for him too."

Your friend said in a stern voice.

"... you're right."

You murmured.

You knew you're getting tired of him every moment you're with him. But you couldn't bring yourself to say that you didn't want him boldly.

"But.. I don't want to blurt it out to him...? You know? I want to tell him as nicely as possible."

"You can tell him.. that you think you and him don't get along well and you want some space. He'll understand at some point."

You nod at your friend's advice.

You walked out of the cafe, memorizing what to say to your boyfriend.

"Can I join you?"

Your boyfriend's brother was standing in front you.

"I think you're going this way, right? I have to go this way too, so I figured it'll be less boring if I have someone to talk to."

"Oh, okay."

You walked beside him, walking fast.

"Sorry for eavesdropping, but are you actually going to .. break up?"

He asked.

"Oh- I guess..."

"That's good. He can be overreacting sometimes."

"...?"

"If you're going to break up with him soon, why don't you see a show with me tomorrow? My friend told me he couldn't, so I need someone."

"I'll.. think about it."

"Okay then. Tell me if you can."

He disappeared into the crowd of people while you walked over to your boyfriend's place. This is the time to end things without anyone getting hurt.

You open the door to your boyfriend's room. You took a deep breath and walked towards him.

"... Are you okay? Are you feeling any better?"

You asked.

"No.."

".. I have to tell you something. It's important."

"Do you believe anything he say?"

Your boyfriend asked. You were taken aback.

"W.. what do you mean?"

".. I followed you for some time. I saw you with my brother. It's all because of him, huh?"

You took a step back.

"... I think we need some time...to think about this relationship."

You said as calmly as possible.

"No, we don't- You can't.. you can't leave me like that."

He said, walking closer to you.

"What do you mean I can leave you like that."

"Do you really listen to what your friend says? And.. do you really believe my brother?"

"It's not like that- you're acting too clingy lately.. I just want some time alone."

"..."

"I'm going home."

You walked to the door, and tried to open it, but your boyfriend blocked you from walking out of his apartment.

"Don't leave."

"Hey- stop blocking the way."

You said sternly.

"If you leave.. I might die."

"Are you threatening me?"

He grabbed your arm and dragged you back to his room.

"I'll never let go of you, after all we've been through. If you leave, don't expect me to do nothing."

"That's nonsense."

"Nonsense...?" 

Your boyfriend walked over to the kitchen and searched for a knife.

"What are you doing???"

He ignore you and picked up a knife, holding it hard.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

"Drop that-"

You took a step back, slowly getting away from him.

"I'll just use this knife on your friend, and him that planned all this shit. Then I'll die too."

He said, his eyes filled with resentment.

"I don't know what you're talking about... just put the knife down and we can talk about this."

"So you can find a way to escape?"

"No, no-"

You were shivering. 

"If you say you're going to stay with me, I'll drop the knife for now."

He said, looking at you.

"... r.. really?"

He put the knife on the table and held your hand.

"Let's live together from now on. And you'll spend time with me all day."

You saw your boyfriend's smile.

It was creepy.. It gave you chills.

You nodded. 

"Okay.."

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IM SO HAPPY MY REQUEST (the catboy one) TURNS MORE THAN MY EXPECTATION(≡^∇^≡) im so happy you make it story, i thought you wouldnt understand with my words(T＿T) and i love your drawing of him! :D

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Yandere catboy x reader

Note: this is a continuation of part 1

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Summary: 5 short stories about the catboy

<1>

Blake dreamed of this moment. Snuggling next to you, on your bed.

He had to be in his cat form in your house, and he had a new name, but it didn't matter that much.

He actually changed into his human self again to unlock the door to your room. It was a close call and he almost got caught by your brother who got thirsty at night. When he went inside your room, you were sleeping peacefully. He looked at you, occasionally touching your face, smiling.

He knew he had to turn back to Tux if he wanted to keep it safe. However, he also wanted to feel you against him in his human form for a little bit longer. He lay beside you, his eyes half closed because of exhaustion.

"..."

He knew well not to fall asleep as Blake, but he drifted off to sleep.

Blake woke up the next day, his eyes opening right up looking around the room fast. Luckily, you were asleep. After checking the time, Blake quickly changed to his cat form.

--

Blake had a busy day. He pretended to be a stray cat taken in by your family at day. He also had to stay right beside you, watching your every movement(and he loved it). And after you drifted off to sleep, he had to go to his own house, just to do things he missed at daytime.

No one really cared if he was in his house. Maybe no one really was in the house is more accurate.

Blake crawled away from your bed and went out of the house. It was midnight, and the streets were empty.

In his cat form, Blake walked to his own home. He wanted to stay with you for the night, but he couldn't. He slept in his cat form the first few nights, but he couldn't stay that way forever. Changing into his cat form was not something to do for hours.

Blake's house was empty and quiet. There was no one in the house as expected. Blake changed back to his human form and looked around. He had stuff to do, normal things he needed to take care of. He didn't want his family member to find out he is changing into his cat form regularly only to see you.

He spent the entire night awake. It was tiresome, but he managed. It was better than you waking up and finding him on your bed because he couldn't manage to stay in his cat form.

At school, all Blake did was sleep. He slept through all classes. It didn't matter to him anyways(he could catch up by studying at night). Maintaining a life as your cat was his top priority right now.

All he needed to do was get close to you as Blake, and somehow make you open up to him.

<2>

"I know there's something going on with you and Blake.*

You had to admit your friend has great insight when it comes to relationships between people.

"What? No."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying"

There was something going on with you and Blake, but it was not something normal.

"I'll prove you wrong at some point."

Your friend said, as she walked to another direction home.

You walked past where the cats usually hang out. You were listening to music through your earphones when you felt a familiar touch.

"Blake?"

It was Blake. You knew it was him easily.

"Did you miss me?"

Blake asked, smiling.

"Why did you skip school today?"

You asked.

"Huh?"

Blake looked surprised.

"Were you sick? An appointment?"

You asked again. Blake chuckled at your genuine questions.

"No, I was with my family member. Well uh.. he visits once a month to check if I'm doing ok. I spend time with him when he comes to my home."

You remembered now that Blake always skipped school once a month for some reason.

"That explains it... uh.. what do you mean by family member?"

You realized you knew nothing of Blake while Blake almost knew everything about you. Blake never told you about his story.

"... uhm.. he's my uncle. I live alone so he comes once every month to see if I'm living like a decent human being."

"Oh, okay.. that seems a bit.. lonely."

"Then you can spend time with me, and hug me back every time."

You guessed Blake's family was either super cool about him wandering around or too busy, but you didn't know Blake was that lonely.

"What did you do today? I hope you didn't get closer to anyone else, because.. I can't let you do that- well.. uh.. we practically live together, and you can't deceive me.."

"You know well I don't have much friends."

Blake held your hand until you arrived in front of the door to your house.

"Are you going to turn into a cat again?"

".. I guess so."

"You can turn into human again in my room, so don't worry."

<3>

That day was limit and Blake know that well now. Staying as a cat in your house was too much to handle. Staying awake all night and wandering around all night made stress unbearable to his body.

So when you came back home to greet Tux, Blake couldn't control himself.

And that made all his work into nothing. Now you knew he was not the cat you imagined and you cared of. You now avoid him in school, hanging out with someone else when he's right there, looking at you.

Blake raced to your house and turned to a cat before he was too sick to do so. He waited for you to come home, and see him as Tux again.

You never rejected him harshly or directly so Blake thought that if he push you farther it would work. You might accept him. Then he'll be beside you, as Blake.

<4>

"That explains everything. Why you turned into a human so suddenly, and why you always sleep in class-"

You say giving some snacks your mom bought to Blake. Blake was sitting at your desk while you unpacked your school bag.

"..."

"... but don't you think it'll be better if you.."

You stopped for a moment. You acknowledge Blake's lonely(or you assume), but does that mean you should let him be with you all day..?

"I mean.. I think staying with one person all day won't be the best idea."

You finished your sentence.

"Why not? I don't have anything to do in my house, and I love you. I want to be beside you."

Blake frowned at your statement. Standing up from the chair, he continued,

"I don't understand why you're so distant. You loved it when Tux was with you 24/7, and now you don't like the idea of me with you all day.."

Blake was now right behind you.

"... uh.... I mean that you should find something else to uhm.. accompany you."

You said.

"You're getting it all wrong. What else would I accompany when I do not have you in the first place?"

Blake was persistent about staying with you all day. You could feel that from his tone. You turned around to face Blake.

"Then... what about you come over to my house after dinner time and sleep in my room?"

"Huh..?"

"You can stay at your place and do your own things. And after dinner.. maybe about 7 or 8, you can come over to my room, and we can spend some time with each other. You can sleep in my room also."

Blake seemed to be hesitant but nodded.

".. but what will you tell your family if Tux is gone?"

Blake asked.

"I don't know.. I'll just tell them the cat ran away. I think they'll believe it. I'll pretend to be shocked about the disappearance too."

You replied, looking at Blake, who had the best expression on his face.

"Thanks.."

Blake said, his hand wrapping around your body hard.

"Okay, okay- don't hug me too hard-"

<5>

You turned off the lights and plunged onto your bed. It was been almost a week since Blake came to your room to spend time with you. Blake seemed to be enjoying the whole situation. You were sometimes tired of Blake's affection, but you managed.

"I feel like we're a married couple."

Blake said suddenly.

"You should stop daydreaming."

You said, turning your body to the opposite side of Blake.

"It's not daydreaming."

"Why?"

"I'll make it happen someday. You wait and see."

"..."

"We're already so close to each other, so I think it's only a matter of time."

Blake said with confidence.

"You always accept me. You only need some time."

[littlebitsalt]

furude rika drawing by me

[littlebitsalt]

your yan catboy fic turned out so soooooo good!! i really love how you incorporated familial issues into the plot, because not only did it make the fic more interesting, but it also tied in with the fact that blake was able to prey on readers loneliness and get closer to them. i love how blake really showed his clingy side towards the end of the fic, and it’s funny how reader is so tired they just kinda accept it. i mean, him watching us while we slept and changed and confided in him as a cat is definitely creepy, but he’s just a little kitty!! i can’t be too mad at Tux for being a cat, you know?? (= ^ • x • ^ =)~~

i think the fic is perfect as is, but let us know if you’re planning to write another part!! your writing deserves 1 million notes :) <3

Thanks for reading!!🥺

For now i can't think of a reasonable conflict between characters for part 2, so I'm thinking of writing a collection of short scenarios with different perspectives & events

Next post will take a lot of time since I have a major entrance test this year and I'm busy studying T.T

This is a picture of Blake I drew

I hope it matches what you've imagined 🙂

yandere catboy x reader fic here

another drawing of Blake here

[littlebitsalt]

Hello can i request yandere catboy x reader, so the yandere is reader's cat (in cat form) but in school yandere is also reader's classmates (in his human form (so he can change his form to cat and something perfect human even human with ears & tail)) so automatically the knew each other as classmate (they're not close in school) but reader didnt know that their classmate is their cat too, the yandere its so obsessed with reader inside school and house, but he more clingy when he in his cat form because he can get patted and cuddled with reader, but one day when they're cudding together the cat turn into human which make reader shocked, the reader keep trying to get rid of him even start to ignore him in school where he suddenly being clingy ans touchy, the rest of the story i let you continue (≡^∇^≡)

Yandere catboy x reader

Note: longest fic I've written It got longer than I expected 😙

Summary: you find out your cat is actually your classmate.

drawing of yandere catboy 1

drawing of yandere catboy 2

Your friend stopped walking as an orange cat came into view.

"Oh- There's a cat over there!"

Before you could react, your friend dashed over to the cat.

"Aww... so cute."

"Come on, let's go home."

You said, standing beside your friend who is taking pictures of the cat.

"Wait- she's purring. I need to take a photo of this."

You sigh. Your friend was obsessed with cats and never missed any chances to watch them, take pictures of them and touch them. She also took photos of this orange cat just outside the school gate everyday.

"I don't have anything to feed you today.. but I'll buy some tomorrow, okay? Bye, Chesse."

After one last pat, your friend stood up.

"That cat has a name?"

You asked.

"Of course she does! Everyone in school calls her Cheese. Her soft fur is just like cheese."

Your friend proceeded to show you pictures on her social media. You had no choice but to look at her social media that is filled with pictures of cats.

You didn't hate cats, but you weren't a fan of them either. You've taken a few pictures of cats in the past, but admiring cats all day was not that interesting to you.

After saying goodbye to your friend, you went to your home.

"Mom, I'm home."

You shouted loud enough for your mom to hear.

Your mom was in the kitchen, preparing dinner.

"Hey mom- huh?"

You felt something cling to your leg. You immediately looked down to find a black and white cat.

"What is this?"

You said, confused. You tried to back away from the cat, but it was still clinging on to you. You turned to your mom to hear some kind of explanation.

"It's a cat from my office. I'm sure you've seen this cat a few times."

Your mom replied. Now that you think about it, you could remember this cat from a few days ago when you visited your mother's office.

"Is this cat the one staying at the back of your office building?"

"Yes it is! I made a simple bed for it to stay.. and I decided to just take it home-"

"What? Does dad know about this? What about my brother?"

"They seem pretty chill about it. Your brother liked the idea. You know the drawing he drew in his kindergarten? That kid likes cats."

"What if this cat already has an owner?"

"I checked it, and everyone around my office said this cat was alone for a few years. So it's fine, (y/n), don't worry."

"You could have asked if I'm fine though."

You looked back at the tuxedo cat. You didn't want to blame the cat, but getting a cat without your opinion was not the best feeling.

You patted the cat's head while it curled around your leg. This cat was acting like it's smart enough to comprehend your feelings. You felt the cat clinging to you more as you touched it.

"I'm sorry (y/n). I should've told you sooner, but I was busy. Plus, the person using the second floor starting next week is allergic to cat fur, so I had no choice to take the cat to home."

Your mom said. You nodded as a reply and looked at the cat again.

"Look, the cat likes you the most. That cat never warmed up to me like that. Why don't you name the cat, (y/n)?"

Your mother was true. You visited your mother's office a few times, and this cat only liked it when you touch it.

"I'm bad with names, and why don't you name it? It's you that brought it here anyway."

"Oh come on, (y/n). Don't be so harsh on the cat."

You ignored your mom and tried to go inside your room, but the black and white cat followed you inside your room without any presence.

"You really do like me.."

You murmured to yourself.

The cat still curled up to you between your legs. You had to pick up the cat and move it to your bed to unpack your school bag and change into comfortable clothes.

You crawled into your blankets and got your phone ready to watch videos before dinner. The black and white cat also crawled beside you, using your right arm as a pillow.

"Oh right.. I need to think of a name for you.."

You said as you scratched the cat.

"What about.. just Tux? That's pretty easy to pronounce."

You said as the cat digged into your chest.

"Do cats like their owners this much..?"

You mumbled.

"So Tux it is? Or do you want another name?"

Your cat ignored your mumbling and rubbed its face onto you.

"... okay then. Your name is Tux from now on."

Your cat, now named Tux, reacted to its new name, and it seemed quite pleased.

You spent time scrolling down social media with your cat beside you before your mother called for dinner. As you got up and walked to the kitchen, Tux followed you. At the kitchen, you found your little brother and your dad talking about their experience today in the playground.

"Where have you been?"

You asked your brother.

"In the playground with my friends... wait- that's the cat mom's talking about-!"

Your brother's attention darted to Tux immediately as he touched the cat. Tux didn't avoid the touch either.

"That cat's name is Tux. I named it."

You said, sitting on your chair and eating food your mom prepared.

"That's a.. intuitive name."

Your dad said, looking at Tux.

"... Anyways, why did you agree to raise a pet?"

You asked. Looking at your brother's wide smile, your dad answered,

"Didn't your mother tell you? Uh.. your brother likes cats, and why not?"

"... yeah whatever."

You ate dinner listening to your little brother talking about Tux. You felt good that your brother got a pet that he wanted. However, at the same time, you felt uncomfortable... having a pet all of a sudden. It felt like having a new family member without your permission.

You know that having a pet will feel like having a family member as time passes. Your friends told you about how their pets meant the world to them... But there was this uncomfortable feeling about Tux.

Maybe you were just mad about your family and wanted to leash your anger to Tux. You didn't know.

--

When you woke up the next day, you found Tux right beside you.

"How did you get in here..."

You went to sleep alone last night. You remembered that you closed the door before Tux gets in.

You shrugged it off since you had little time before you go to school. You walked around, brushing your hair and wearing your uniform.

"Where is it? Ugh.."

You mumbled as you searched for your earphones. You put them on last night, and the right one was missing.

"Hey- don't distract me."

You lifted up Tux from the bed sheets and searched to see if the bed sheets were covering your right earphone. You rummaged through your bed sheets but you couldn't find it. While you were busy lifting up bed sheets, Tux crawled under your bed.

"What are you doing?"

You also looked under the bed.

"Oh- You found it!"

Tux was playing with the right earphone you were desperately searching for. You grabbed your right earphone and put in the case as your cat tossed it to you.

You sighed in relief and looked at Tux.

"Thanks for your help... I would've died for boredom in school without your help."

You smiled at Tux and left your room, ready to go to school.

In your classroom, you talked about your new cat to your friend. As expected, your friend was excited about it, asking dozens of questions.

"How can you not have a picture of it?"

Your friend said.

"I didn't think of it. I'll send you a picture when I go back home."

Your friend rambled about how her mother would not allow her to have a pet. You listened to your friend quietly.

"Hey."

Someone poked your shoulder. You looked back to see who it was, and one of your classmates was standing right behind you.

"Huh?"

"You're sitting on my seat."

Your classmate said.

"Oh- sorry-!"

You stood up right after.

--

"Don't you think you and him have a lot of connections lately?"

Your friend said, eating a chocolate bar she bought in free time.

"Who are you talking about?"

"You sat in his seat in lunch time. How could you not remember?"

"Oh- are you talking about Blake?"

"Of course I am! Don't you think he likes you?"

You knew your friend loves setting people up and likes searching for possible couples, but this time, she's talking nonsense.

"I didn't even talk to him that much."

Your friend was eager to tell you what she has found.

"That's not the point- The important part is that he's constantly gazing at you during class. Also, how can you not notice that it's you he talks to!"

"He talks to plenty of people."

"Oh no, you're clueless. If you observe further, you'll definitely realize he only talks to certain people, or friends, and they all knew Blake even before highschool."

"How do you know that?"

"My eyes and ears are open."

"..."

Blake and you? That's such a confusing match.

"Your observations can't be the reason."

"See for yourself then. I'm sure. Blake has interest in you."

"..."

You didn't believe a word your friend said before Blake asked if he can join you on the way home.

It was awkward, walking with a classmate who you've barely talked to.  Blake was quiet, and you didn't know how to start a conversation.

"I thought you go home with your friends."

You said.

"Oh- I moved recently. It seemed like you go home this way too, so... I thought it could be great having another friend to go home with."

Blake said. You could see he was a bit nervous... but why?

Not much conversation went by, and you waved goodbye to Blake in front of your house. You went into your house, throwing your book bag onto the bed and taking off your jacket.

You looked around to see if Tux was around, but you couldn't find it anywhere. You went into every room in your house but Tux wasn't in any of them. You went back to your room, wondering where that sneaky cat hid himself. You were unpacking your bag when you noticed something jumping over the fence. You looked at it to realize that it was your cat that was jumping over the fence and into your home.

You quickly opened the window facing the garden Tux was walking across and let it in your room.

This was strange. The doors were all locked, and you went out of the front door in the morning, so there's no way for Tux to get out. Your mother took your little brother to kindergarten and your father went to work after you left for school.. but they wouldn't have left Tux leave the house.

"Do you get out of the house when no one is watching?"

You said, in a surprised tone.

Was this cat extra smart, or were you mistaken about all the doors being closed?

Tux didn't seem to care that it got out of the house when everyone was outside.

You were skeptical but decided to ignore it and kept on unpacking your bag and organizing your clothes.

After a few hours, your mom came home with your brother.

"We're going to have dinner after an hour when your dad comes back from work-"

Your mom said loudly enough for you to hear.

In your room, you were studying while Tux was watching. You studied until your mother called you to eat dinner.

Your little brother was talking about his day in kindergarten like always, and your mother was setting food plates on the table.

You ate quietly as your brother went on about how his friend and him played some kind of game.

"Mom, today a classmate wanted go home together with me. The funny thing is.."

You said to your mom when your brother cooled down.

"Are you listening?"

You asked your mom.

"Oh- I am listening. Go on."

"The funny thing is that.. I've never talked to him properly yet."

You went on.

"And I beat Anthony- so I got a prize-!"

Your words were blocked with your brother's babbling.

You sighed. Everytime your brother blocked your words, it felt so frustrating.

"Can't you wait when I'm talking?"

You would've heard what your brother needed to say, but this time, you felt like speaking up.

"What?"

Your brother looked at you.

"I mean.. I want to talk too."

"But-"

"Your brother is thrilled he got a present today in kindergarten. Let him talk, he's feeling good today."

Your dad said.

"I think he talked enough though."

"You talked a lot more when you were young too."

Your mother said, smiling.

You were annoyed. Why was she smiling?

Your family wouldn't listen to you, and it was so frustrating to you.

"I ate a lot, I'm going back to my room."

You said.

"You haven't eaten half of it, why?"

Your mother asked.

"My stomach hurts today."

You stood up and walked to your room. Tux follwed you.

--

You couldn't understand it. You wanted to talk about your new friend too. You wanted to talk about how Blake suggested to go home with you.

You turned to your cat that was cuddling you, covered in your bed sheet. You scratched its fur as it purred.

You noticed that Tux followed you everywhere in the house. You also noticed that Tux only cuddled with you. That actually felt heart warming.

Tux jumped off the bed and crawled to a shelf you collected all your goods like  small stuffed animals, and some figures you collected from before. It was usually goods from a few years ago.

"Is there something interesting?"

You looked at the shelf, confused.

"I don't see anything interesting... wait-"

The shelf was missing something.

Now you searched through all your goods to find there was a figure missing. And you also found some of your markers missing. You actually needed those markers for art class tomorrow.

The first thing that came up to your mind was your brother.

You thanked Tux and went out of your room, to the table where your family was eating dessert.

"Where's my figure and markers?"

You asked your mother.

"What do you mean by markers and a figure? The ones on your shelf?"

Your mother replied.

"Yes- where are they?"

"I gave it to your brother."

With your mother's answer, you went straight into your brother's room to find your figure on the corner of his shelf. You grabbed it and put it back on your shelf. Your mom watched with a confused expression.

But you couldn't find your marker still.

"Where's my marker?"

You asked your mother again. Your brother was quiet, staring at you now that he realized how irritated your voice was.

"Why?"

"I said multiple times that I needed my markers for my art project-"

You were shouting now.

"I gave it your brother because he had a drawing competition today, and your brother left it in kindergarten because it got damaged. You can draw with something else for your art project, right?"

Your mother said, annoyed too.

You tried to calm down, but this was too much. How can your whole family ignore your words?

"That's not the point here- why would you take my stuff without my permission?"

Your mother said nothing, but she was definitely baffled from your statement.

When your mother said nothing and your brother kept whining, you went into your room again, shutting the door roughly.

--

The next day, you were silent the whole time getting ready for school. You didn't have your marker, and you couldn't finish the art project how you wanted to because of that.

You walked to school with heavy footsteps.

Art class was after lunch, so you still had time to think about how to do your art project. But you didn't have good ideas on your mind. Also you have already done the sketch for the drawing, which makes it harder to think of other good ideas.

Time flew by fast and it was time for art. Unfortunately your friend didn't have markers, so she couldn't help you out.

The uneasy feeling went on. You had to decide whether to switch the concept of the drawing or find usable markers one way or another.

"You'll do good with or without markers..."

Your friend comforted you.

"Thanks..."

You decided to use watercolor the school had and walked over to the sink with a small yellow bucket.

"Hey."

You felt a poke on your shoulder.

It was Blake.

"Oh- hi."

".. I have markers.. if you want to use it."

"... wait- really?"

You couldn't stop yourself from smiling.

"Yeah.. you can take them and use it at your table. I use watercolor anyway."

"Thanks- you're a lifesaver."

Blake was a lifesaver, and that went on for a few weeks. He gave you stuff you really needed, which made your friend more invested in your relationship with Blake.

Your relationship with your family recovered a bit over a few weeks, but you were still in some kind of a cold war, and you were still angry at them. You didn't talk very much either, so it really didn't matter.

You went home with Blake a few times a week. Blake wasn't the funniest person to talk to, but Blake was sure a great listener. Just like Tux.

Blake listened to you, occasionally talking about how he thought. He was not like your family who ignored how your life was in school, and everytime Blake helped you out, you thought of your friend's words. Maybe your friend was an expert at reading people's feelings.

If Blake helped you out in school, Tux was your company in your home. When you went home alone, Tux was waiting for you behind the front door.

You felt uncomfortable around Tux at first, but now you warmed up to Tux. You spent all your days with Tux telling your worries and secrets that you wouldn't tell anyone.

Tux stayed right beside you curling its body into your arms.

Spending your time with Tux felt soothing, and you thought this would go on for sure.

However, despite your wish, it didn't last long.

It was Friday, and you walked home alone. You went home fast to see your cat waiting for you.

"I'm home-"

You shouted.

You didn't see your cat behind the front door, so you walked into your room to find your cat lying down on the bed.

It was unusual for you cat to be like this. Tux always tried to rub itself on you if it had the chance.

You sat beside Tux, worried if the cat is sick.

"Are you ok?"

You asked. You knew Tux won't understand what you're saying, but you wanted your cat to know you're worried by your tone.

You lay down on your bed with your school uniform on. There was no one in the house, so there was no one to scold you for not changing clothes.

You turned to your cat. Tux seemed to be struggling with something, and you didn't know why. You thought about calling your mom, but you knew she wouldn't answer when she's busy with some project of hers.

What if Tux needs to go to the hospital?

Several thoughts went by your head.

Tux was still in a bad state and you didn't know what to do.

You got your phone out and searched through the internet to find some clue after you messaged your father(hoping for him to message you back).

As you searched with your phone, you felt Tux slipping away.

Tux was slowly crawling away from you. It seemed he wanted to head out of your room.

"Hey, where are you going?"

You put one arm around your cat, confused.

"Do you need something? Where are you going all of a sudden?"

But your cat was desperate to get out.

"Why are you avoiding me?"

That was the moment you saw something so unbelievable.

With a blink of an eye, Tux was gone, replaced with a boy your age.

".... Blake?"

You couldn't believe what you just saw.

Tux was no where to be seen, and Blake, who said he was going home with his friends, was exactly in Tux's place, facing you.

Surprised and confused, you quicky removed your arm on Blake's body. Then you jumped out of bed before Blake could react.

"W.. wait-"

Blake grabbed your arm and yanked you back into the bed. You lost balance and fell back first to the bed while Blake grabbed your arms still.

"What the- what are you doing??"

You said as Blake's grip got stronger.

Blake was on top of you, facing you with his face red.

"I'll explain-"

You didn't want to believe it, but from the looks of it, Tux was actually Blake.

Blake's face came closer to yours, and you could hear Blake's heart beating fast.

You pushed off Blake and ran out of your room before Blake came any more closer. Blake followed you without hesitation, desperate to explain himself.

You maintained certain space between you as Blake tried to take a step closer to you.

"I can explain-"

Blake protested.

"Get out of my house.. I'll listen to your explanation later.."

"No- no- I didn't do anything wrong.. I just.. wanted to get closer and help you out."

"I messaged my dad and he'll come home soon. I'll tell him about you if you don't get out."

You said in a harsh tone. You wouldn't tell your dad that Tux is human, but you had to threaten Blake..

Blake's face clearly showed that he was not satisfied, but he left.

When your dad came home, you told him Tux was somehow escaped. Your little brother was upset. But you didn't care to notice him because Tux being Blake was the most important topic in your head for hours.

You've done some pretty embarrassing stuff in front of Blake in his cat form. You told him all your cringey moments, you showed him your true personality.. and you even changed clothes in front of his cat form. You basically showed every aspect of you.

You went to bed imagining how it will be meeting Blake in school again. You imagine yourself being awkward in front of Blake.

You hoped not, but the thought that Blake came to your house just to be beside you made you feel a bit frightened.

The whole situation was weird. Blake was weird. His actions only tell you that he's creepy.

--

Instead of confronting Blake, you avoided Blake in every was possible. You ran straight to home after school, hoping for Blake to lose sight of you.

"I'm home-"

You said. You find your mom sitting on the couch.

"(y/n)-! Tux came back!"

"..."

"Why, aren't you glad Tux came back without a scratch?"

"Can we just let him be a stray cat again?

You blurted out.

"How can you say that, (y/n)? We brought Tux here, so we have to take care of it."

"It was your choice- you brought him here- then don't let him in my room, okay?

"Why are you acting sensitive lately? Don't you think this is too much?"

You ignored your mother and walked back to your room. Blake tried to follow you, but you shut the door at his face.

Your mother noticed this right away. Irritated herself, she opened the door to your room and let the cat inside.

"Don't vent out your frustration on Tux, (y/n)."

With that, your mom closed the door and headed to the livingroom again.

You glared at the person pretending to be a stray cat. With the frustration that built up past few weeks, you couldn't stand someone deceiving you.

"Get out."

You said.

Blake was still in his cat form, standing still.

"Are you listening..?"

You said. Blake just stood there, staring at you.

"... I'll just go out then."

At that moment, Blake went back to his human form, grabbing your wrists.

"Don't go out."

Blake said.

"....why don't we cuddle like we always did?"

"Are you serious? Why would I-"

You tried to get his hand off your wrist, but he's grip only got stronger.

"You can't even force me out of your room."

"Can you at least let go of my wrist?"

"Oh-.."

Blake let go of your wrist, but he didn't move away from you.

Both you and Blake got quiet after. Your mother shouting from the livingroom broke the silence.

"Stay here."

You said, looking at Blake. Then you went to the livingroom.

"Why did you call me?"

You asked.

"Actually, I didn't buy eggs since I was busy with work. Can you buy them now? You didn't even change to comfortable clothes yet."

"I'm keeping the change."

"Okay. Just come back before I prepare dinner. Oh and we need something else too. I'll send you a list."

You got money from your mother and walked back to your room. Blake was waiting for you, sitting on your bed.

"Where are you going?"

"To buy groceries."

You looked away from Blake and picked up a bag to carry groceries.

--

You felt someone following you while you were walking to the supermarket.

You knew it was Blake.

"I know you're following me."

You said.

As expected, Blake came out of his cover. He was in his human form.

"I just wanted to see if.."

You ignored him and kept walking. Blake followed suit.

"I like you a lot.. I'm sure you know by now..."

You stayed silent. The whole situation was strange and you didn't quite process it.

"I actually liked you way before you knew me. I can move around more freely as a cat, you know?"

"..."

Blake held your hand and walked right beside you.

"It was hard for me to keep my distance from you in school... that's why I tried to be a stray cat. To get closer..."

"That's... uh..."

Blake suddenly wrapped his arms around you out of nowhere.

"What are you doing??"

You said, trying to push him away. Unfortunately Blake didn't budge. Instead he only got closer, which made your head spinning.

"What if someone sees us?? Stop-"

"Does that mean I can hug you in your room?"

"That's not what I meant.."

Blake laughed as you panicked and didn't know what to do.

"You should stop ignoring me in school. You liked Tux, why not treat me like it too?"

Blake said, holding your hand again.

"Uhm..."

Blake didn't do anything that would attract glances while buying groceries. He kept holding your hand, but he didn't do anything other than that.

You quickly bought the things your mother asked and went home with Blake. Blake transformed into Tux by the time you arrived home and everything went smoothly after that, like a normal day. Blake, in his cat form, watched you from afar as you ate dinner.

You went back inside your room and Blake quickly made his way inside before you could lock the door.

Blake changed back to his human self as soon as he closed the door to your room. Then he lead you to your bed, wrapping his arms from the back.

"I waited for this."

He said while digging into your neck.

"Hey- don't rub your face onto my neck-"

There was no use resisting because Blake had no intention of letting you go.

"I have to study. Let me go."

You said firmly.

"I know you don't study right away after dinner. Let's watch something together. Or we can just lay on bed together and sleep."

"What if my family finds out??"

"Then you should be quiet."

Blake smiled.

You were annoyed, but you kept quiet.

Blake pestered you so you couldn't do much of anything. It was soon late at night and all your family members went to sleep.

"I'm going to sleep."

You said, organizing your desk before bed.

"Really? Then we can sleep side by side. Cuddling each other."

"I'll get you bed sheets. You can sleep on the floor."

"What do you mean-"

"Or you can turn into a cat again."

"I- I'll turn into a cat."

Blake, in his cat form crawled beside you when you lay in bed, covered with blankets.

--

You heard the alarm and slowly opened your eyes to see Blake's face right in front of you. You screamed right that moment.

Your mother heard your scream and opened the door to check if anything's wrong.

"What's wrong here?"

Your mom asked.

You quickly hid Blake under your blankets, covering his face with your arms.

"Nothing- just a bad.. dream."

"Well, ok. Come eat breakfast in 10 minutes."

"Alright."

Your mom walked out of your room, still suspicious of your actions.

"What were you doing? We could've been caught-!"

You jumped up pushing Blake away.

"Are you going to change into your uniform?"

Blake asked, still lying down on the bed.

"What?"

"I mean.. uh..."

"..."

You grabbed your school uniform and changed your clothes in the bathroom.

--

"I can't believe you watched me all the time."

You said, leaving the house. Blake already prepared for school and waited for you at the front door.

"..."

"Aren't you hungry? You haven't ate since yesterday lunch."

"I go back to my house in night and stay there until it's time for you to wake up. I do regular things I missed at daytime."

"That explains why you're sleeping all day at school."

"Then will you let me sleep in your room with you? I want to beside you all day."

"All day? That's exhausting."

"It's not exhausting for me. I want to be beside you whether it's in school or home."

"I'll think about it.."

Blake held your hand.

"I know you'll accept it at some point."

Blake said with confidence.

Blake's words were oddly convincing to you.

He was beside you when you fought with your family and got upset. He listened to your words and helped you.

It's true that you liked Tux in your home, and Blake at school as well.

You like Blake's warm touch, but you'll have to think about Blake staying with you all day.

Part 2 here

[littlebitsalt]

Rena Ryuugu

Another version with different colors:

[littlebitsalt]

Rika Furude

I drew Rena too..

[littlebitsalt]

Can i do request male kidnapper yandere x oblivious reader, the kidnapper being delusional so he thought himself as reader's boyfriend

Yandere kidnapper x reader

Note: i was busy with my exam so I couldn't write 😔 plus I had to rewrite this because the first one was bad

Summary: your kidnapper is certain that he is your boyfriend.

You woke up and looked around. You looked out of the window and it was dark. The moonlight helped you to see a bit, but you couldn't see the details.

The next thing you noticed was that you were not in your room.

You tried to recall what has happened but nothing clear popped up inside your head. You didn't drink with your friends. You weren't hanging out with people at work either.

The last memory you had was you going home, taking shortcut to your house after work.

You thought that you somehow passed out. But that would not make sense. If you really passed out, somebody would have called emergency and you would be in the hospital.

You shut further thoughts in your head and stand up.

The room was small, but it looked like someone stays here.

You sat on the bed again, trying to process what was going on. You weren't in your friend's house, and you have no boyfriend either. This room was definitely a stranger's room and there is no doubt about it.

Does that mean you actually went into a stranger's home with your own will? No, you knew that you weren't the type to do that.

You turned on the lights, hoping it would make the situation better for you to comprehend.

You gasped when you saw the room again, now clearly.

The first thing you noticed was several pictures of you on the wall. You looked at the closely. There were a lot of pictures with you in it, and every picture, you were in different places or positions.

The one that made the most questions in your head was the one with you sleeping in your bed. How did this person take this picture? Most important of all, why would this person put the pictures on the wall? This person glued the pictures like you were some celebrity.

'At least take a good one..'

You thought.

The next thing you noticed were collections on a shelf.

'Are these limited editions? Oh, these are special editions too-'

You didn't think much before you 'examined' the collection on the shelf. These were hard to find, and the collection would've cost a fortune for the person who lives here.

You find a damaged one at the back of the collection. The figure's hand part was missing, and it looked like someone accidentally dropped it on the floor. The strange thing was that you had the exact damaged figure at home. Your young cousin dropped it while playing with it. After that you put the damaged figure away in a box, so it's not at your display. It's been a while since your cousin damaged your figure, but you remember it because you were so mad back then.

You were looking more at the pictures when someone opened the door.

"You're awake- finally!"

You turned around to see a man looking at you, smiling wide. You didn't recognize the man from anywhere. If he was one of your colleagues, you would have recognized him right away.

"Uh... who are you?"

That was the only question you can think of.

The man laughed as you questioned him.

"What do you mean who am I? I'm your boyfriend."

The man said.

Now you were confused.

"What do you mean you're my boyfriend? You must have mistaken me for someone else."

"No, no.. Look at these pictures on the wall. This is you in the picture."

"Did you take these photos?"

"I did. Is it weird for me to take pictures of my lover?"

"You're not my boyfriend-"

"Yes, I am your boyfriend. Stop speaking nonsense."

-

The fact that you thought thoroughly about why you were in this room made you feel dumb.

The man's actions made you confused. He said he is your boyfriend, but the truth is, he kidnapped you. However he acted nothing like a kidnapper. He stuck to his role as your boyfriend, occasionally hugging you, talking to you and many other things.

He didn't let you go outside the room. He got you meals when it's time, and made you eat with him.

A few days passed from your first day when your kidnapper told you he would go out to buy groceries. You were all alone in your room.

You walked around, looked at your pictures(which you found very creepy) and even observed his collection again. After some time, you found all of these activity boring.

You lay down on bed. You had to organize your thoughts before doing anything. You didn't have time to process any of the events happening because of your kidnapper bothering you.

Your kidnapper is the most delusional person you have ever seen. Earlier today, you had breakfast with him like always.

"Can you stop looking at me?"

You said, eating your food.

"Why? You love me- there's nothing wrong with looking at you."

He smiled.

"I don't love you- you're a stranger. How did you know me anyways?"

You asked.

"Oh- how we met? We fell in love at first sight. We saw eachother on the street a few months ago, and we fell in love at that second. Romantic, right?"

His face looked genuinely happy.

"I don't remember walking across someone like you."

You said. But your kidnapper didn't respond to your words. Instead he went on about how he took pictures of you and how he wanted this very moment to happen.

Talking to him was like talking to a chatbot with bad responses. He didn't react to any 'you're not my boyfriend', 'you're creepy' sentences. His mind was full of the image he made of you and him.

Your kidnapper couldn't distinguish reality from his daydreams, but he did not look like a aggressive person. Other than unnecessary touches and stares, he remained calm. The last few days went by peacefully.

Although he is overall a kind.. man, you couldn't ignore the fact that he kidnapped you. Even if he sugarcoated his actions by taking care of you nicely, the reality is that you are locked up in his house.

The past few days you were also affected by his delusions. You went on with his dreams and didn't quite acknowledge he is a kidnapper. You also did not realize you have your own home to take care of.

You could not stay with him like this, even if he is desperate to live with you. You got out of the bed as you fell your eyes closing a bit. This was your chance to escape.

You stood up, and opened the door just to see if he locked it or not. Surprisingly, he didn't lock it. The door opened without any difficulty, so you went out immediately. Outside the room you stayed in there was a kitchen and a hollow livingroom.

You didn't have time to explore more of the house. You approached the front door and opened it.

It opened.

At this point, you were suspicious of this whole situation. Why didn't he lock the doors? You couldn't understand.

You walked out of your kidnapper's house to find a small alley in front of you. You looked around, trying to find your way out of the alley.

All split paths appeared the same, and it was hard to get yourself out of the alley when you don't know anything of this alley.

You wandered about for a long time, and you were certain that your kidnapper would've found out that you're gone.

You walked fast, heart thumping fast thinking that he might catch you again.

Your sense of direction did not help the situation. It only made it worse. You felt sick when you reached another  dead end. You were convinced that you reached a public road.

You knew instinctively you're doomed if you do not move your legs now. You turned around, ready to run again.

You ran out of the narrow alley you were without looking around when someone grabbed your arms.

"I found you. Finally."

-

When you woke up in his bed again, his sweet demeanor from before was gone. His kind, loving façade was gone, replaced with a cruel, reckless one. You guessed that was the real him, without delusions to help him put on a sweet behavior.

You woke up and found your kidnapper holding you down.

"You liked me beside you. You liked my company. Why did you run away?"

He said with a harsh tone.

You were too stunned to speak.

"You went along with my act... responding to my touches.. talking to me.. asking me questions. Even though  you sometimes said some unnecessary things, you didn't really resist. You never fought back. So why, why did you run away while I was gone?"

You didn't answer.

"Or was it all just your act to let my guard down? Answer me!"

"No- no it's not-"

"... don't lie to me."

"It's.. i.."

Held down, you couldn't speak properly. Your hear was racing and you couldn't find the right words to say to him. He looked mad right now, and you didn't know what to do to help him blow off steam.

"I believed you liked me. I really believed that you accepted my role as your boyfriend. How stupid of me."

He grabbed your wrist harder. You tried to squirm, but with him holding you down with force, you couldn't.

"Maybe I should just act like your kidnapper. I was delusional from the start. You'd never like me from the start even if I tried."

His face got closer to yours, and you could almost feel his breath on you. You turned your head to the other way, trying not to look at him.

He laughed as you looked away.

"You don't want to see my face. You hate me that much.. what did I expect.."

He mumbled.

"Fine. I won't act like your boyfriend anymore. I'll just stick to my actual role as your kidnapper."

"Wait-"

"I'll do whatever I want from now on until you truly accept me as your lover. Then I'll go back to being your boyfriend."

He got closer and kissed you goodbye.

The next day, in the morning, he opened the door again and greeted you with breakfast.

You slowly woke up.

"I made breakfast for you. Eat."

The atmosphere was very different now. He talked in a more commanding tone.

"You already did many things without my permission. You dropping your act won't change anything for me."

You knew him changing his behavior will affect you greatly. But you stirred up the courage to say something that would irritate him.

"Before I thought you liked me holding you tight because I believed that I'm your boyfriend. But now that I discovered you're just acting to make your escape, I won't hold back either. I'll do whatever I want.. that's the least you can do to me after all those time I had to endure. I'm in love with you, and I'll make you in love with me too."

"Oh.."

"And everything will change for you. Don't expect me to be considerate... because I don't want to wait any longer."

Oh no. You're actually doomed.

"Why don't you pretend to like it? It'll make me happier. It'll make me feel much better even if you don't mean it..."

[littlebitsalt]

The Tale of Catfish

Yandere mysterious creature? × (female) reader

Summary: you fall for a mysterious creature.

drawing(the one at the top)

She had interest for non-human creatures rather than humans. Being a daughter of a adventurer's daughter, she herself loved to observe creatures from nature. Her favorite species was eleves, who even her father haven't met still. When she went out playing in the wods she would always search for elves.

Her father often told her stories about creatures he met throughout his journey. He told tales about dwarfs, fairies and other mythical creatures. He sometimes told her a old tale about so called 'demons'. How demons pry people's attention and desires, thoroughly make plans to trick humans, and try their hardest to make someone miserable. Stories about demons made her worried that she might get tricked by one of those wicked demons, but her father comforted her by saying only people with neverending thirst gets fooled.

Years passed, and the adventurer's daughter started working as a herbalist in town. She got to meet creatures she heard as tales while searching for herbs. She befriended all creatures she met and enjoyed their presence.

One day, she asked one of her goblin friends,

"Have you ever seen an elf?"

Her friend shook his head.

"I wish to meet an elf before I die. I have only seen them in books. I want to know about them so bad."

"If you're desperate, I recommend going to the deepest part of this forest when fall comes. Some elves tend to come here to appreciate the colorful scenery."

"Won't they run away if a human comes near?"

"They would, if they think of you as a threat. So I don't recommend rushing at them without any indication. You know how elves react, right?"

She nodded.

She waited patiently for the green leaves to get stained red and brown. When time came, she got ready to travel into the woods. She packed a some snacks just in case she's hungry, and a few papers to writed down any information of elves.

After walking for some time, she arrived at the center of the forest. There weren't as many trees as other areas, and sunlight came through and touched her skin. She hided herself in bushes, waiting for elves to come. She waited until the sunlight soothing her skin got weak. However, she couldn't she any elves enjoying the forest.

It was almost dark, and she decided to try again tomorrow and packed her bags.

She came again for days. She waited until the sun set, and went back home when it got dark.

One day, she packed more than snacks and papers to the forest. She had a lamp, a small tent, and dinner packed in her huge bag. After sunset, she took out her tent and placed it close to the bush she was lurking in. Then she started a fire and cooked food she prepared earlier.

"Hey."

She looked around, slightly frightened because of the sound. She quickly got back to making dinner when she found nothing around.

The smell of her food spread all around. It was sure that she was making some kind of stew. It smelled really good, like she put some of her special herbs.

She ate her food quickly and got into her tent. It was a shame not seeing her more, but she's better in her cozy sleeping bed.

Morning came quickly, and she got out of her tent with her hair bushy.

She looked around to find someone outside her tent.

"Who.. who are you?"

She asked.

I turned around, to show my face. She looked shocked.

"Are... are you an elf?"

I nodded.

"Really..? You look so.. wonderful."

She couldn't take her eyes off me. She asked if I'm the only elf around, how elves live together, what elves do in a daily basis, and if I come here regularly.

"Will you come tomorrow?"

She looked into my eyes.

"Of course. Are you going to stay today?"

She nodded.

She talked how she's always wanted to meet an elf. She was fascinated with long ears and perfect blonde hair. She talked about how it was her life long dream to see a elf and how she cherishes every kind of creatures.

"What about demons? Do you think they are a threat?"

"Um.. From the stories I've heard, they seem dangerous. But I won't be tricked by demons. I doubt demons will ever get interest in me. I've never stolen or lied just for my greed. I've never done anything that could attract a demon."

--

She came to visit her friend at the center of the forest when she had no work to do. She described how her life was in the village, peaceful but quiet, nothing much to do in a small town. Although she loved her friends and family, there was something whispering in her to go and adventure the world.

Her elf friend, Garrett, always listened to her attentively even though the things she say would be so typical compared to an elf like him.

Garrett rarely talked about his personal life. When she question him how he spends his time, he would often tell her how normal elves do in such situation.

She met Garrett at the forest again. She prepared some herbs and fruits for him to enjoy.

"Has anything been bothering you lately?"

Garrett asked.

"Actually.. I want to leave town for a bit. Not like escaping from reality, more like um.. traveling. I've been struggling to tell my family and friends that."

"I thought your father was a traveler."

"He was. But now he prefers his loved ones living close to him. Apparently, he's now 'done' with adventuring. And I assume that he'll never let me go alone on a trip outside of town. He'll faint if I ever ask him that."

"Then will he allow you to go if there's someone traveling with you?"

Garrett moved closer. She could feel the tip of his fingers touching her hand.

"Depends. If my dad trusts whoever's coming with me."

"What about me? I can go with you."

"Really? You'll do that?"

"Why not? I have nothing to do anyways, and traveling with you seems like a good idea."

Surprisingly, her father allowed her adventure. He wasn't curious about the man who will be with her for some time. He didn't question a thing about the person her daughter trusted.

She packed her bags and got ready for her trip. She said goodbye to her friends and told them she would be gone for a few months maybe years. She thanked her goblin friend for telling her how to meet an elf. Her friends encouraged her to travel lighthearted, and made sure she's at her best condition until the trip.

She met Garrett outside of town. His blonde hair was brown, and his sharp ears was changed into a human one.

"Can elves disguise themselves? I didn't know that at all."

She said.

Garrett explained that elves tend to disguise themselves as humans or other creatures because they do not want people hunting or staring at them.

"Have you thought of any places to go?"

Garrett asked.

She shook her head. She didn't have any exact plans ahead, she only thought of meeting new people, new culture and fascinating nature.

"Then can I lead the way? I have a place I have in mind. It's a remains of a city. I heard that there are remains of things used by elves."

She nodded. Garrett was someone to trust. She could acknowledge that he was very discreet, careful and clever even though he never bragged about it. He knew so much; from ancient cities to evolution of creatures, which is hard to learn unless you're born in a venerable family.

She followed Garrett for hours, walking through the forest and high hills. The sun was slowly setting and her legs were shaking. Garrett encouraged her to keep on walking a little longer since there was a small village nearby.

"We can sleep in an inn close by. It's close. We just have to walk for a few more minutes."

Even though Garrett's words gave her some kind of encouragement to walk more, she couldn't help but get slower every minute. She haven't walked a long distance in a long time. The only time she wandered around was when she walked through the forest to meet Garrett. Noticing her fall behind, Garrett held her hand and led her to the village.

The sun was no longer in sight when she and Garrett reached the inn, but the light was shining bright inside the inn. Cheerful music was playing in the background, and people were drinking and dancing with each other.

Garrett booked two rooms and gave on of the keys to her.

"Are you going straight to your room?"

She asked. She was still holding his hand.

"Those people might do something dangerous. We'll never know. It's better to stay inside, both of us. And weren't you extremely exhausted?"

Garrett tried to drag her to their room, but she resisted.

"I'll hang out for a bit and go to my room."

"Then I'll stay too."

"No, it's okay. You should rest. I won't be here much, I just want to find out what music they are playing."

"Alright then. Let's meet tomorrow."

She wandered around watching people dance and sing along to the joyful music. She was just sitting there when a man approached her.

"You're not from here, aren't you?"

You nodded.

"I'm Alfred. Are you here alone?"

"No, I'm exploring this country with my friend. My friend went straight to bed."

"Oh. Do you want to dance with me? You won't be having much fun alone."

"I want to, but I promised my friend I'll go to my room as soon as possible."

"Your friend won't know if they are asleep. You won't be experiencing this kind of music and festival anywhere else, so.. you should give it a chance."

She accepted his offer after some considering.

She didn't regret taking Alfred's offer. He was a nice guy with wit. Very different from Garrett. Alfred wasn't the smart type but he really had talent to make people laugh.

Alfred eventually told her the best places to go in an adventure. Turns out, he was also an adventurer. He was living in this village for some time to make money for his next trip.

She said farewell to Alfred and went to her room. She fell asleep in a few seconds.

Next day, she told Garrett about Alfred. She told that Alfred was a really nice guy to talk with. Garrett didn't say much about that, which was surprising to her. She thought Garrett liked new friends.

"Let's leave as soon as we're done having breakfast."

Garrett said while eating his bowl of breakfast.

"Why the rush? You said we had plenty of time yesterday."

"I had a change plans. We can reach the remains faster if we take the boat going across the river."

She was not feeling good because of leaving the inn without a single word to Alfred. But Garrett seemed to be perfectly fine, even acting more energetic.

She followed Garrett along the road and before lunch time, she was able to see boats on the river.

There was time left before their had to get on the boat, so she and Garrett went to explore the town.

Shopkeepers were selling goods they got from other cities and counties sailing along the river. She was amazed to see such fascinating things.

A vibrant colored accessory caught her eye. A flower she seemed to not recognize was embroidered neatly at the top and pink strings were made into a ribbon. She bought two, and gave one to Garrett.

"Here. It's a present. It's not much compared to the things you did for me, but I hope you like this accessory."

She noticed Garrett's cheek getting color as he was smiling. She smiled also as she was relieved.

--

The boat ride was uneventful, and most of the time, Garrett and her spent time talking to each other. Talking to Garrett made her feel like there was nothing but him in the moment. He had this aura that keeps her eye on him.

Garrett still did not talk much of his past. It was a little skeptical that he wasn't telling anything about his past. But what can she do? She had no idea how to prevail his past and she trusted him anyways.

However, such behavior was causing her a great deal of problem.

This man, who looks like an elf, was nothing like an elf. He was full of lies in every way possible, and his words were full of sweet lies.

If only she realized that.

Garrett sent her back to her room(somewhere in the boat), and he waited her to get asleep. After he was certain that she was deeply in sleep, he opened the door to her room.

Garrett looked around the room to see if she had something from 'Alfred'. Alfred caused Garrett distress in the morning. When Garrett found out he was having fun with her, he couldn't bear to stay in the inn more.

Garrett liked her attention. Her way of treating others(especially animals) challenged him to get her to treat him nice like she did to others. He did not want any man stealing her attention away from him.

Garrett paced around the room. It was his first time making someone desire for something other than money or honor. Greed was easy. There were plenty of people ready to take action to fulfill their greed when he said something that would encourage them.

She already desired to meet an elf. Actually, as Garrett thought of it, it all started with her wanting to meet an elf. Garrett noticed her in the wood in search for an elf, and decided to trick her by disguising himself as one. But after time, Garrett wanted more desires from her. He wanted her to desire him not an elf.

Spliting her from her loving village was easy. Humans only needed some lies to let her go on an adventure. Even her father couldn't stand against Garrett's powers.

Garrett sat beside her. She was sleeping quietly.

When they reach the 'remains' all of this would be over. He wouldn't have to care about other things interrupting them. His final lie would be over.

Night was long. Garrett watched her sleep for some time and went back to his room.

She shivered as he sat beside her. What was he doing, entering her room in the middle of the night?

She slowly opened her eyes without moving her body. She could see the silhouette of a man pacing back and forth. She remained still until he went out of her room.

The next day, Garrett knocked on her door.

"Breakfast is ready. Change your clothes and come out to eat."

She changed her clothes and went out to find Garrett getting breakfast the sailors brought.

She say down with Garrett on the corner of the boat.

"Hey, did you come into my room last night?"

She asked without hesitation.

"You.. you weren't asleep? I'm sorry if you were uncomfortable, but I only wanted to surprise you with a jewel."

"A jewel?"

"I got it from my hometown, and I decided it would suit you since you're my most precious being."

"That's.. sweet, I guess.."

She was still suspicious, but she felt a little bad for doubting him. After all, he only did the best things someone can do for you. It would be a shame to doubt someone like him.

A couple of days went by fast. Garrett lead the way, and she followed. In the 10th day, she began to see structures peeping through bushes.

Garrett set up a camp while she prepared dinner. Like before, nothing much happened and small talk went by.

Garrett insisted she should sleep beside him. He said it was too dangerous for someone like her to sleep far away from him. There were too many threatening creatures was what he thought.

She couldn't sleep that night. Her heart couldn't stop beating.

She stayed still when she felt something moving beside her. To her surprise, it was Garrett. Garrett wasn't sleeping. In fact, he wasn't asleep in he first place.

She remained still while Garrett was moving around.

She shivered when Garrett got close to her. He was creepying her out. Again.

She could feel him getting closer to the point she could feel his breath.

She did not know what to think. Garrett was definitely acting strange.

She closed her eyes and prayed that he would go to sleep.

--

Garrett assumed she knew by now. He knew she's dull, but the things he had done was definitely enough for her to notice.

It didn't matter though.

Today was the day.

Everything about him that she knew was made up. He was never an elf. Actually he was the very opposite.

Garrett held her hand. She seemed surprised, but he didn't care.

Garrett took her to the remains. Garrett held her hand harder.

"Garrett, is this the place you told me..? I don't think this is where elves lived."

"It's not."

She seemed surprised of Garrett's words.

"Can you let go? You are holding my hand too hard.."

"No."

Garrett started dragging her to a what seems like a temple.

"Garrett, what are you doing?"

Instead of answering, Garrett dragged her harder into the temple. She tried to resist, but his grip was too strong.

"Let me go!"

She shouted.

"It's too late. Give up."

"Where are you dragging me to?"

She was now scared.

"Somewhere far from here."

"No..! I don't want to leave.."

She tried hard to resist. She tried to kick him and hit him, but nothing worked.

"You are too dull for this world. What did you expect, an elf to magically appear in front of you? Follow me, and I'll take care of you."

Garrett held her hand and took her somewhere no other creature can find.

Note: i think my fics are getting repetitive. I'll dig into more yandere stuff in my next fic😔 thanks for reading this

[littlebitsalt]

Endless Tower

Yandere sorcerer x reader

Summary: you wake up in a unfamiliar place and decide to explore.

'Relax, (y/n). It will be okay..'

...

You wake up with pain in your whole body. Your throat was sore and your legs were aching.

You are lying down on a soft bed, and everything around you is pitch black. Holding back pain, you stand up and walk around carefully.

As far as you know, there is nothing in this room but the huge bed.

You touch the walls of the room to find the door out. You find the door after some attempts, but unfortunately, it was locked from the outside.

Failing to get out of the black room, you return to the bed. You lay down and close your eyes.

You try to picture why you are in this position. However, you couldn't. Your memory was gone.

Just before falling asleep again, you hear a knock on the door. Before you could stand up, someone open the door and walk to you.

"Are you okay?"

A voice asks. The voice sounded like a really young boy.

"Who are you?"

You ask. The voice tells you that he is a servant of the tower's master. He lit up a his lamp for you to see.

"I'm a servant of the tower. Master sent me to give you your drink."

You were confused. Wasn't the tower a myth from the country? And what was this boy talking about, his master?

"I'm not taking anything from a stranger."

"It's master's orders. Please take it."

You look at the boy. He was small and weak. You could easily him get rid of him and escape.

"Okay, I'll drink it. Give me the bottle."

"Here."

While the boy search for the bottle, you quickly get hold of his lamp and run to the door.

The boy, shouting to come back run after you, but you luckily beat him in running. Leaving the boy behind, you lock the door and confine him in the room.

"Please...please let me out!"

".. Your master would come looking for you. I'm sorry."

You feel a little bad for being cruel but you walk away with the lamp without listening to his cries.

You hear strange noises. Eerie sounds make you shiver.

You start to get worried. You were walking down a path for several hours and all you can find was the same kind of corridors and locked doors. There weren't any people here, and there weren't any lighting either.

Luckily, you get to find a door that is unlocked. Behind the door is a huge library.

You walk in, seeing enormous bookshelves all across the room.

You use your lamp to see the books. The books seemed to be at least 50 years old. They were rusty, and piles fo dust fluttered. Some pages were even missing, and the books were written in some kind of language you didn't know.

You walk deep inside the library. There was small place with a soft chair behind the large bookshelves. You look around if there's something useful. You find papers that were written relatively recent.

'A letter for the tower's master.

I understood what you want from us.

I am fairly surprised that you've required something very simple.

We'll prepare for your request. Please come to meet us tomorrow.

                                                                        - S -'

You look carefully at the paper. The paper looks expensive, only for the wealthy to use it.

Thinking about the whole situation, you assume that you are the 'request' . It wouldn't make sense if you weren't. Waking up in a strange tower with endless corridors aren't usual.

You walk out of the library and start walking down the corridor again. You start to get dizzy. Walking through darkness only with a lamp was exhausting.

Just before you couldn't walk anymore, you find a room filled with bottles of obscure liquid and food.

You search for water and find a small cup of water. You drink it, and try to recover. Before leaving the room, you take unclear liquid bottles and food just in case.

You walk down the endless pathway again, and you lose count of time. You were exhausted, barely moving your body.

You wanted to sleep, but you tried to stay awake as possible. Getting caught will only mean confinement in a dark room.

Walking for what feels like days, you find a girl a few meters away. She looked like a servant like the boy you met before, and she was searching for something in her fabric wrap.

You hide your lamp behind your back and quietly approach her. You are thankful that the only servants you are meeting are small ones. Before she could notice you yank her wrap away from her and take a run for it.

You run as if it is your last chance. After a few minutes, certain that the servant won't chase you now, you open the wrap she was holding.

There were mostly normal stuff a servant would carry with them. But something sparkling catch your eye.

A bracelet with a small green gem was in the wrap. A normal person could not afford this kind of gem. You were skeptical but decide to keep the bracelet anyway.

You walk down the corridor once again chewing on a snack that was in the fabric wrap. Not so long after, you hear a noise inside a room.

"Can you hear me? Please let me out..!"

You notice instantly it's the voice of the servant you've locked inside of the room.

You become nauseous. You've walked for hours now, and you arrive at the starting point.

Rush of panic comes, and you can't stand the fact that the tower is actually endless.

You sit on the floor. You recall all the walking you've done, thinking there would be an end to this tower. You should've noticed when there were no stairs whatsoever.

"Is there anyone outside?"

The boy asks again.

"I'm here. Again."

You reply.

"Please, get me out of here."

"I'll get you out only if you answer my questions."

"I'll answer them, please let me out."

"Why am I here? First of all, who am I..?"

"I don't know... I only know master has brought you here and we have to make you comfortable as possible."

"That explains the note.."

"What note?"

"Nevermind."

Now you are really curious about this 'master' he is talking about? Who is this mad person that never lits up their tower and confines someone in a isolated room?

"Is this tower endless?"

You ask. The servant is hesitant but he answers.

"It's not. It's just master's spell that makes the tower look that way."

"What do you mean, a spell?"

"Master casted a spell to make the tower never-ending when you're walking without any information. He made the corridor extremely long, and his spell makes people teleport to another floor just before they finish walking through all the corridors."

"Then how are you able to visit me with this spell? Surely there is a way to not get influenced by this spell."

"You promise you would get me out..?"

"Of course. Just tell me the truth."

"There's a gem master created for servants to walk around the tower without experiencing endless corridors. You can teleport to certain places. It can teleport you if you just have it.."

"Why don't you teleport yourself out then?"

"There are some rooms where you can't use the gem to teleport out. Like your room and masters..."

You take a look at the gem you stole. It was the right choice after all. The bracelet is the key to freedom.

You ask one last question.

"Then.. can the gem take you outside?"

"No, the gem only allows teleportation if it's in the tower."

"Alright.. Thanks."

You reach for the doorknob, but stop.

What if the servant tries to catch you and take you to 'master'? You couldn't risk all your time walking around, just to get caught again.

"Is it possible to teleport if you just have the gem?"

"Yeah... It teleports you if you think about teleporting."

Without unlocking the door, you grab your gem tight and imagine teleporting to the master's room.

There must be some way to escape in his room. It's him who casted a spell, so you were certain.

'How can he see stuff here..'

You whisper.

'Master's room had only the least amount of light for a person to see their foot.

You begin to rummage through his stuff in his desk, hoping to find something useful.

You find a letter similar to the one you've found hours ago.

'I will send back (y/n).I am very sorry for this incident.                  -S-'

Your name was written on the letter.

It was certain. You were the 'request'.

From the looks of this letter, it seems that you've escaped this tower before ans went to 'S' straight after. You assume 'S' is a family member or someone you relied on.

Now that you know you've escaped the tower once, you get more energetic and search for more clues.

Unfortunately, 'master' was smart enough to not leave any hints that help you. Except some books you couldn't understand, there was nothing.

You hear a sound of someone trying to open the door.

You quickly hide under the desk. You hope the person coming in is not interested in finding an intruder.

You keep quiet, not making a sound.

"I know you're there. Come out."

A voice says.

You know by instinct this it the masters voice.

You shiver. This man wiped out your entire memory the last time you got out, and you got scared of what he is going to do after he catches you.

You hear footsteps getting closer.

It's all over now. All of that walking. That was all for nothing.

The tower's master holds your lamp closer to you, revealing his face.

"You are supposed to be in your room."

He says.

"Let me out. I can't stand this dim tower."

You gulp. He looked threatening.

"Your father sent you for me. I cannot let you go. You're a part of a deal."

You gather up your courage and blurt out.

"I didn't agree to this. I also don't want to care about this person that is my father. Just let me out, or I'll go crazy in this tower."

"You should realize that I'm being generous not doing anything to you right away."

He gets closer. You back away.

"I was really glad when you said you loved me. Even though it was a lie."

He tries to touch you, but you throw his hands off.

"I erased your memory because you got away from me, (y/n). You told me lies trying to figure out the secret behind my magic. I was pretty surprised you've figured out on your own. After I brought you back, I wiped out your memory for you to never figure out the secret again."

He grabs your hands, making you unable to move.

"You can go out of this tower with me when I trust you won't leave. Until then, you won't go anywhere."

"It would've worked out better if you just approached me normally."

You try to block him getting any closer.

"I actually did years ago. But you didn't accept me. Even after all that, you always said no to me."

"I get why I rejected you. You have nothing good in you. I doubt you approached me normally years ago."

He made a sad face.

"That hurts."

He hugs you. What is this man? You couldn't process the rush of events. The only thing you can do is saying bad things to him, hoping for him to let go.

"Are you going to lock me inside again? I hope not."

He laughs.

"Of course not! I made a spell to track you efficently. I'll watch you all the time, and you wouldn't be able to figure out how to break the spell."

He hugs you tightly.

"I'll even give part of your memory back, if you want."

He lifts you up, teleporting to another room.

He kisses your forehead ignoring you struggling to get out.

[littlebitsalt]

Reunion

Yandere crush x (shy) reader

Summary: You wanted to escape from him, but he won't let that happen.

Part 1

A year passed since you got away from him.

You were able to enjoy your university life, having friends and participating in various school events. You spent your time studying for your future.

What you enjoyed the most was having to do nothing with him in this new area. He won't find the university you attend, certainly. Only few of your friends knew about you leaving, and they wouldn't tell such a creepy guy which state you went to.

--

He often went to a library close by. And in the library, he would see a the same person, you, choosing books to read.

He didn't have the courage to talk to the person. So instead, he would appreciate the view from far away.

He was exultant when he found out he went to the same school as you. He now had more chance to watch you.

He thought it was a shame not being able to appreciate you when it's not time for school. So he started taking pictures of you. He wanted every moment of you, and he followed you everywhere to capture the moment.

Making numerous scenarios in his head, he daydreamed about you with him, and nothing else.

His courage increased when he noticed you staring at him in gym class. He was sure you were looking at him. He saw you were the only one not engaging into your groups conversation. Even though it was just a stare for you, but for him, it was everything. It gave him a little hope that you might be interested in him.

You noticing him gave him an idea. After gym class, he purposely popped up everywhere you go, convinced his friends to eat at the table where you usually sit. He even asked you out when he met you in the library.

Everything went as he wanted.

But it didn't last long. After he invited you to his house, the only thing you did was ghosting him. Things went back to when he watched you far away.

He still visited your home to see you sitting at your desk, but he wasn't lucky enough. The curtains were all shut down.

He thought of forcing you to be with him. There wasn't any way of contacting you since you weren't answering his calls and shut down your social media. He couldn't even see you at school if he didn't wait at the door of your classroom.

He was getting more and more anxious. You weren't going to attend the same high school as him next year, and if he lost any connection with you, he assumed there wouldn't be a chance to get back together in the future.

He fell apart when he found out you weren't in town, or maybe never in town ever again. Now how could he watch you reading books, how could he admire you?

He had to find out where you've gone to. He knew you had a passion in studying, so he was certain that you've got into a university. He only had to figure out what school you went to.

Your friends didn't say a word about where you lived, so he tried to sneak into the teachers room for information. There must be a paper written about the university you hoped for.

After days of making plans and figuring out when the teachers room is empty, he managed to get the paper in his hands.

You went to the opposite side of the country, and the only way to follow you was to go to the same university.

He studied more than ever after your disappearance. Sometimes, he would console himself with seeing your pictures and thinking about the good days he spent with you.

He didn't socialize much with people as he did when you were around. Those people were only there to impress you. Now that you're gone, they had no use.

He became more dim, only thinking about how he would meet you again, hugging you, telling you how much he missed you. He planned how his reunion should turn out, practicing.

--

You lived alone, in a small apartment. The room was small, but it was cheap enough for a student to afford it.

A year has passed since attending to a university but you couldn't get over the fact you've gotten into the university you have dreamed of your whole life. A school where there are so much to learn. You knew this university is your first step to your future.

Not only university gave you many things to learn, it gave you time to rearrange yourself. Clubs, programs, assignments all distracted you from thinking about useless stuff.

For the first few months, it was not easy to not think of him. When you got into bed, a picture of him would pop into your head. You tried hard to clear your head but you simply couldn't. There were so much things to him that you didn't know(you want to know). You get creeped out of him every now and then but keep thinking of whether all of your encounters with him were all intentional. You often got to a conclusion that he must've followed you for some time, deliberately making some encounters with you, and you shouldn't be wasting time for this mysterious guy.

First few months flew away like that, so you tried to find a way to stop this behavior. You got into clubs, tried to participate in school projects even though they were tough jobs.

After a year, you didn't think about him regularly like you did in earlier days. You were almost certain you would live life forgetting his existence.

But that did not happen.

--

Vacation was coming to an end, and you just came back to the apartment from your part time job.

It was cold outside so you were thinking of rushing into your room. You tried to unlock your room door when you noticed something touching your feet.

You found something in a white plastic bag and picked it up. There was a box of (favorite food).

You ignore the food thinking it might be someone else's.

You leave your room for your part time job the next day. The plastic bag was still there, but this time, there was a note on it. You pick the note to see what's written on it. It said:

'Please take it. I just moved here, and I'm giving gifts to my neighbors.'

You've heard people carrying stuff in your room, so you assume this gift is from the person living next to your room. You pick the bag and put it on your table although you were still dubious.

'Oh I'm late!'

You rush to work.

--

After your work was done, you went back your home. Your part time job wasn't that hard, but interacting with people (especially those who are younger than you) were a burden.

You were suprised when another bag was hanging on the doorknob. Your neighbor left another bag for you. This time, it was obviously not a welcome

gift.

There was a item that you really needed but couldn't afford.

You were thankful but you couldn't take this. This was a little too expensive.

You didn't know who this neighbor was ,and it would be dangerous to take a strangers gift.

You knock on the room next to yours thinking there would be the neighbor inside. However, no one answered.

So you just leave the bag outside.

Next day, you wake up and get ready for work again.

You opened the door and checked if the bag was still outside. It was, with a new note.

You opened the note, carefully, and read it.

'It's a spare. I wondered if you needed it.'

You couldn't understand. Why would someone give out something expensive for free? It was strange.

You decided to not take it, and tried knocking on the neighbor's door.

"Is anyone inside..?"

No one answered, again.

You wrote a note saying 'I can't take it, sorry.' and sticked it on the neighbor's door and left for work.

Your friend from university called you after your work was done. She invited you to a party her friend was having.

Not having anything in mind, you told your friend you'll be there in just a few minutes.

The party was loud, energetic. Not really your style, but you enjoyed talking to your friends and studymates.

"So what did you do all vacation? You seemed busy. You didn't come to hang out with us at all."

"I had a part time teaching students. I didn't have enough time to hang out. But my job ended today, so I have some time before university."

"That sounds good to hear. I'll definitely invite you over to hang out with us."

Your friend smiled.

Afterwards, you wandered around alone, small talking with people and eating. Time passed, everyone's tension warmed up, you decide to leave for your own sake.

"Hey, are you leaving?"

Your friend grabs your sleeve and asked. You nod.

"I'm exhausted from teaching young students today. Plus, you know I'm not good at drinking alcohol. I'll be sure to stay next time."

Your friend let go of your sleeve.

"Alright then. Next time, they'll be just a few people, so you shouldn't be sneaking out."

You got of the loud crowd of people and walked to your apartment. Cold wind made sure you weren't dizzy because of alchohol.

The bag was still outside your door. The note you wrote was gone so there is no doubt the neighbor read it. And still the neighbor did not get the bag back.

'Whoever this is, they must be stubborn.'

Without changing your clothes, you plunged onto your bed. You checked your messages to see if anyone tried to contact you. There was a message from your friend.

'Do you have time on Saturday? We decided to hang out that day. Only a few of friends.'

You texted back 'yes'. You did not like a huge amount of people all in the same spit, but you sure liked hanging out with people.

On Saturday, you met up with your friends, and had a good time.

You were at a restaurant when your friend showed a picture to you. A person was in the picture.

"Do you know this guy? A friend of mine said that he's going to our school this year."

You looked at the picture more carefully.

"Where did you get this picture?"

You asked.

"From my friend of course. You really know this guy? Don't you?"

You did not know what to think. The guy from the picture was who you desperately wanted to get away.

You couldn't just tell everyone that guy is creepy in various ways. What if he pretends not to know?

Emotions swarm through, but you try to keep calm. You should, because you would see him occasionally in campus.

"I should go."

You said.

"Why? Do you have an emergency?"

"I have something to check. It's important."

You rushed to your home. If he's the one placing gifts in front of your room door, there is a high chance that he would be placing gifts now when you're not there.

Far away, you saw him in front of your room door. He had a bag in his hand. It was definitely for you. He placed the bag on the floor, and went into his room next to yours.

You were right. It was him next door giving you gifts. Now you knew what to do. You decided never to bump into him and go somewhere else as fast you can.

After that, you tried your best not to think of him and not to come across him. You occasionally felt someone staring at you, but you tried to forget it.

You were walking home after your part time teaching job ended.

You felt someone following you around. You felt afraid. Your heart was thumping very fast.

"Please.. wait.."

He called. He grabbed your hand from behind and yanked you close to him.

"What are you doing? Are you out of your mind?"

You said. You tried your best to let go of his hand, but he grabbed your hand tighter.

"Why won't you accept my gifts? I.. I picked them just for you. Those snacks and items.. I thought you needed them. Please take them."

His face genuinely appeared melancholy and hurt. He looked into your eyes, and you looked away.

"Please don't ignore me."

He plead.

Struggling your best to get away from him, you succeed just the moment he loosened his grip. You ran away to another street, and stayed in a cafe for some time to make sure he was gone.

After some time, you managed to reach your apartment room. However, things never went how you wanted it to. He was standing right in front of your room. He stared at you, and he definitely was not in a good mood.

He searched for something in his bag and gave it to you.

"Here. I made cookies for you. Take it."

He insisted.

You sighed and said,

"Okay then, just this once."

When you took his cookies, you noticed how happy his face was. He was full of joy, and you couldn't see any distress in his face.

"Thank you.. "

You quickly disappeared into your room. Surprisingly, he didn't bother you for days after that.

--

Your friend didn't allow you to escape the party early. Your friend promised to herself never to let you slip away when your friends are all drinking and dancing around. You attempted to get away while everyone's attention was to someone else, but one of your friends caught you and you ended up drunk. You couldn't remember, but you said some stuff that made people crack up and your friends friends decided to just send you home where you belong.

One of your friends asked you if you have someone to pick you up. You weren't stable enough to answer, so another answered instead.

"Oh, she definitely has someone to pick her up."

Your friend immediately texted him. You were still unable to think straight and you didn't know one of your friends called him out of all people for help.

You weren't actually acknowledging who you were getting help while going home until you almost reached your apartment. The person who supported you wasn't talking to you. So you just assumed if was one of your friend's friends or your stressed colleagues helping you out, trying their best to not interact with a drunk person.

The person finally opened his mouth right in front of your room door.

"You're home."

You recognize a familiar voice. A voice that sounds like he's going to cry soon. You knew it was him. Again.

You feel your head clear up a little bit, and you look up at him.

"... Don't you know my room lock number now? I .. "

You rambled. It was still hard to regain full control of your body. You're head is full of regret. You shouldn't have let your friends make you drink. Most of all, you regretted knowing his existence in the first place.

Stupid partying.. Your friends will never understand what you're like.. your situation.. him.. and...

--

Your eyes opened slowly and your head felt like it could break any second. You were on a comfortable bed, unlike yours. The room was pretty similar to yours except a few details.

"Sleep more. It's still early in the morning."

It was him.

"Why am I here?"

He came close and stopped you from standing up.

"You couldn't even get your lock password right. So I brought you here, my room."

"Then I should go. Sorry if I have caused any trouble."

His gripped your arm harder as you tried to get of the bed.

"What are you doing?"

"Why did you leave me all of a sudden? Is it because of the photos?"

He asked. He looked desperate.

You didn't know what to say.

"I missed you."

"Okay..? Let me go..?"

"I can't just let you go and never see you again after I have you right in front of me.. "

He seemed genuine. But that really didn't matter.

"Please.. I'll get breakfast ready. Don't go."

He went to prepare breakfast. You couldn't possibly escape because he was right next to you preparing, and he could catch you if you even try.

"You creep me out."

You said.

"I.. I know. I.. just wanted to see you all the time. Even if you're not with me."

He made an omelet and placed it on the table close to you.

"How did you find out my school? I won't run away and tell others, so you can tell me."

"I searched through documents and personal.. things.."

"I thought you were far from studying."

"I was.. until I found out you went to a university."

You noticed that he was staring directly at you the whole time. He did that when you were both high school students. At that time, you thought he was just a little clingy, but now you know that he can't be just called as 'a little clingy'.

"Was it all your plan? Meeting at the library or cafeteria.."

"Not all of them are plans! I actually went to libraries before I met you."

You asked him a lot of questions.

He was a miserable person. He had friends, but no real friends who could help him. He claimed that the only one who can make him feel comfortable is you(which you despise..).

After you were done with eating, you stood up and searced for your stuff.

"Where are you going?"

He came close and hugged you from behind.

You pushed him back.

"You know.. I'm not comfortable with you still. And I'm going to my part time job."

"Your job ended days ago."

"Oh.."

You messed up your lie.

"I need alone time okay? Maybe we can meet up to eat dinner?"

You accidently blurted out more words that you shouldn't have.

He let you go after you and his dinner promise.

--

All his 'I can't stand being alone without you', 'I miss you' things slowly drew you back to his room. Your biggest mistake was listening to him. You know you had been seeing him as a creepy picture guy for the past year. But you could not decline him acting like he's the most heart broken person to ever exist.

You lay down on his bed.

"Thanks.. for staying here for the night."

He turned off the lights.

You waited for him to sleep. You were to get out of his room and sneak into your room like nothing happened.

You stood up, quietly, and headed to the door.

Before you got to the doorknob, arms covered your waist and grabed it hard.

"I thought you were going to stay here for the night. I guess it was a lie."

"..."

He grabbed you tighter.

"Even if you're pushing me away.. I won't disappear. I need you in my life. I can't let you out of my hand."

He made you sleep right next to him, with his arm wrapping around yours. You felt unsteady, but you had nothing to do.

You slowly fell asleep in his arms.

[littlebitsalt]

Pictures of you

Yandere crush x (shy) reader

Summary: you get interested in a boy one year younger than you.

(This post is rather short)

When you were in highschool, you had a boy you liked. He was one grade lower than you, and when you first noticed him, it was gym class.

You were playing volleyball with your classmates. Your teacher said to have a break so you and your friends went to sit together on the corner of the gym. On the other side of the gym, there were boys practicing table tennis. They all seemed one year younger than you.

You watched them play. There was one who caught your eye. It was a boy with light brown hair. He played well, and most of all, he looked good..maybe cute..

Some boys on the opposite side stopped playing table tennis to get a break, including the light brown haired boy. You were still looking at him. You were surprised when he looked back at you. Even though you were pretty far from him, you were certain that he looked back at you. Flustered, you quickly turned your head to your friends, who were talking about their boyfriends(or soon to be boyfriends).

After that day, you bumped into the light brown haired guy a lot. It almost seemed as if it was all planned.

In lunch time, his friend group sat beside yours several times. In free time between classes, you would always notice him within a storm of students. If you were lucky, you would see him staring at you in the hallway.

At first, you thought it was some kind of coincidence and it was all your fantasy. A guy staring at you? That wouldn't happen. You don't even know his name, and it would be same for him.

But one day, you met him in a library. You found him checking out books. You thought of talking to him, but decided it would be better if you just kept quiet. However, it was him starting the conversation.

"Hi. Are you from ○○ highschool?"

He asked. You nervously nodded.

"I saw you several times while walking down the corridor. I sat beside you a few times eating lunch."

He smiled and asked,

"Do you visit this library often?"

You said yes. You asked if he visited the library often.

"A few times, when I borrow books for my little sister."

You were so awkward talking to him and you just wanted to end the conversation. You tried walking away when he stopped you.

"Do you have time today?"

It was the first time having this kind of experience. You said yes(you thought maybe it was time to give yourself a chance).

He took you to a restaurant he usually went to. He said he would pay. You thanked him. You thought 'why?' at first, but after a few minutes, you forgot about the idea.

He had similar interests as you. You enjoyed talking to him. You finally found someone who had a little interest in something you liked. It was fun introducing new things to him. He listened to you attentively.

Time went past quickly. It was about to get dark when you realized you had spent a lot of time with him.

You promised him to meet again next week in the library. He also wanted you to say hello when you saw him in school. You were glad that you made a good friend, and secretly thought that it you would be much happier if you get more closer to him.

Next day, you met him on gym class. When he noticed you carrying shuttlecocks and rackets, he offered help.

"My sister was so happy because someone like you chose a book for her."

You were glad his sister liked your recommendations, but you felt dubious about 'someone like you' part.

You let it slip.

Your friends saw you and him together. They asked if you were going out with him. You said no. At the same time, you wanted your answer to be yes a little.

The weekend came again, and you met him again in the library. After you were done borrowing your books, he asked,

"Where do you want to go today?"

You had a cafe in mind, so you took him there. You had fun, talked about what's going on with our life..

The more you talked with him, you got more into him. He was so sweet.

He wanted to walk with you until you reached your home.

"You live on ## street, right?"

He knew where you lived. You questioned him how he knew where you live. He replied that he saw you on the streets some times. It was strange. You have never seen a boy like him around your house.

You reached your house. You said goodbye to him and went inside your home. You went towards your family eating dinner to tell that you have come home. Your family was happy to see you hanging out with others. After that, you went straight to your room to finish school work.

There was a small window in your room. You often look what's going on outside through the window. Most of the times there were only some kids wandering around, but that moment, you saw something different.

You saw a boy like him outside, wandering around. No.. it was him walking around your house. It seemed as if he was hesitant about doing something..

You closed the curtains of the window. It would be better if your privacy was protected.

As you got closer to him, you bumped into him in school a lot more than before. And every time he noticed you, he would come to you to have a conversation. You liked it.

It was two months before school year ends. For you, it was your last high school year ending. You got accepted in a school far from where you live. In about three months, you would move to a different place.

You wanted to make progress in your relationship with him. You were anxious that you wouldn't be able to meet him again if you got into university.

Luckily, you had time to talk to him after school.

You thought that if you missed your chance, you wouldn't have another chance to be in a closer relationship with him.

You bursted out your feelings. How you liked talking to him, how you liked the way he listened attentively to your interests..

He was very surprised to hear your confessions. He didn't react for a second. You were anxious.

But then, he hugged you. Very tight.

You were relieved. You felt warm.

"I thought you had no feelings for me.. I was concerned."

He said. He also told you he liked you as well.

It all felt like a dream. From a coincidence to a whole new relationship. You were determined to have a good time with him.

You hang out with him a lot of times. After school, you would always hang out with him. He would contact you when you and him were both in home.

One month passed. He still listened to you attentively. He stared at you as if there were nothing but you. He became more proactive in messaging you. You weren't bothered, but something inside you didn't like the idea of spending too much time with him.

You didn't  have the courage to tell him that you were leaving soon because of university. You felt guilty every time you saw him. You couldn't manage telling him the truth.

You were afraid you might break the relationship. You had such a great time with him. You didn't want to disappoint him just yet.

It became colder, and he invited you to his home. He lived in the opposite direction of you. You went to his home with him after school. He said he would make food for you. You were excited to see how his home looks.

His house looked far from what you've expected. His house felt empty. It felt as if he was living alone.

He told you to wait on the sofa. He went into the kitchen to make food. You looked around. You hadn't seen his room yet, so you stood up. You asked him if you could walk around,and he allowed you to.

There were several rooms in his house, and you did not no where his room was. You decided to go into the room far from the kitchen. You opened the door.

The room looked normal, but it didn't seem like a room someone would sleep in. However, you looked around this room a little longer.

There was a bookshelf on the corner. There were school textbooks and notes. A file caught your eye. You noticed some pictures in the file. You looked at it. Most of the pictures were pictures of you. Some of them had glue marks (he may have glued them onto the wall). You tried to look at them all. The more pictures you looked at, the more disturbing it become. You found pictures of you eating in the cafeteria, reading a book in the library, and sleeping in your room. The pictures creeped you out. You couldn't stand it when you saw a picture of you doing homework. You recognized the clothes you wore in the picture. You knew that the picture was taken after your date with him.

He was hesitant because he had taken a picture of you without your permission.

He called you. You quickly put the pictures abck in the file and went back to him.

He asked where you were. You just said you were looking around, nothing special. You changed the topic to something else, and complimented his cooking.

Although he was pretty great at cooking, you couldn't eat the food well. You couldn't stop thinking about what he had done. Did he stalk you? Is all this planned, from the beginning?

You made an excuse by saying you weren't feeling well. You said you should go home early. You could clearly see that he was upset.

You didn't talk to him for days. You made no coincidences with him. He called and messaged you all day but you didn't listen. You wanted to do nothing with him. You were glad you never told him you were going to university in another area. He's not going to take pictures you there.

You moved close to your university. You made sure it was quick, and quiet.

Soon, his messages stopped.

You tried to forget him. You wanted to erase his name. You wanted no pictures of you.

Part 2 link!

[littlebitsalt]

Lies

Yandere (former) friend x reader

Summary: you meet your school friend again.

You write for a living. You travel across the world and make stories out of them. You had enough money to do what you want, enough friends to keep company, enough readers to keep you motivated.

You worked in a company a few years ago. You woke up early and got ready for a hard day's work back then. Work was stressful, and the people around you were a burden. You had no one to express your feelings back there.

So you stopped working for the company after 4 years. You decided to pursue your dreams as a writer. Your friends and family were worried that you weren't going to make a living out of writing, but you succeeded. Your work wasn't the best out there, but you appreciated your life as a writer.

You finished a sequel for your first book a week ago. Your friends called you for celebration. You and your friends had fun, singing, drinking, and chatting about some personal stuff.

One of your friends, Jamie, brought up middle school while talking.

"Hey, do you guys remember Ray from middle school?"

You nodded. You remember him very well.

"I heard that he is a son of a well known company's owner!"

Your friend said.

"So the rumor was right all along?"

Your other friend, Alex, was surprised.

"Yeah, those rumors were true! Didn't you work for the company Ray's father owns?"

Jamie asked.

"I did, but I've only seen him in the elevator or hallways. We were in different departments. How did you know about this anyway Jamie? I haven't seen this in news."

"Well... I work in a magazine company.. and a friend of mine told me."

You picture Ray walking around, alone. He was never with someone. He isolated himself from everyone. People from the company often tried to start a conversation with Ray, but they never got his attention. It wasn't that Ray couldn't communicate with others. Ray didn't need anybody. Doing something without any company was possible for him. In fact, Ray was good at it.

You didn't have any interactions with him. You didn't even try to. Plus, he is too busy to hang around with people.

You woke up from your recall and focused on the conversation.

"Is he still a loner?"

Alex asked.

"I think he is. But he does his work very well, that's for sure."

"He wouldn't be Ray if he wasn't the best, and alone."

Alex snorted.

"Hadn't Ray and you have something going on in middle school? You were basically Ray's stalker in middle school."

Jamie smirked at you. Jamie was always well informed with the latest news, even in middle school.

"What do you mean? You know that I talked to almost everyone at that time!"

"Jamie has a point. You literally followed him everywhere in middle school. I'm surprised Ray hadn't reported you."

"Just tell us the truth!"

Jamie looked at you with sparkling eyes. You knew that Jamie wasn't going to lose this chance.

"Just admit it, it was more than 10 years ago!"

"Okay! Well.. Maybe I had feelings for him. But it was just a phase."

You blurted out how you felt. Your face got red, and your friends all laughed their head off. It was quite embarrassing. People turned their heads to see what made two friends laugh.

Your friends went on teasing you. Jamie knew all your crushes' names and was excited enough to call all their names out. Even Alex, who was relatively calm teased how you fall in love very easily. You tried to explain that your number of crushes wasn't that much, but your friends didn't listen.

You parted with your friends when alcohol kicked in a little. You went into a nearby convenient store to buy something to eat next morning.

You bought finished products and a icecream cone. You sat down on a bench just outside the convenient store.

You thought about Ray.

At first, you asked questions to Ray and tried to talk to him out of curiosity. But as time passed, you began to really enjoy time with him.

Ray didn't talk much. He just listened, and that did help you. He listened attentively to your words. He didn't measure you like others did.

You were upset when Ray left without a word. You felt devastated when you realized you didn't even have his phone number. You hadn't doubted your friendship(maybe a little more...?) with him, but after him disappearing without a trace, you figured that the friendship was one-sided.

You assumed this unpleasant feeling would go on forever, but you realized these kind of feelings fade off surprisingly fast. You had other things to consider in your life, and thinking about Ray wasn't as important as before. As time went by, Ray become somebody who would be mentioned only when your friends and you had time recalling middle school days.

"Are you (y/n)?"

Someone asked.

You looked up. A familiar face looked at you.

"Do you remeber me? I'm Ray."

"Oh.. of course!"

An awkward silence began. You didn't know what to say. You didn't want to go on rambling about random stuff like you used to.

"Do you live close to here?"

Ray asked.

"Yeah, I moved here after I left the company. Do you live here too?"

"Not really, but I live close."

"That's great! It's nice having a friend that lives close."

"Remember when we were close in middle school?"

Ray asked. You were quite surprised. 'Close' was not a word that you expected.

"I remember. I hope you had a great time with me. I was a burden back then, right?"

Ray was definitely saying you were close to him just to be nice.

"I enjoyed conversations with you. You were fun to hang out with."

"That's a good thing to hear, thanks. I think I should go home now, I have work to do tomorrow. Deadline is close."

You lied. Feelings for him faded off years ago, but talking to him gave you an unpleasant feeling.

You also had this kind despicable mind off lying and leaving him on a conversation. You wanted to give back what he done in spite of knowing that it would be a rude thing to do.

Maybe you were lying to yourself when you thought about Ray and realized Ray wasn't as important.

You still were conscious of him.

"Oh.. okay. Can I take you home? It's getting late."

"No. I'm sorry, but I'd be better alone. We could talk sometime later."

"Alright."

You got home, and went straight to sleep.

After that day, you met him often in your town. He didn't even try to hide that he was solving his everday life in your town to meet you.

"Hi again (y/n)"

You met him at a grocery store.

"Oh, hi. Nice to see you again."

Ray joined in with noticing.

Casual conversations went by like middle school days. But now Ray was the one talking eagerly. You weren't quiet like Ray in middle school, but Ray now was more invested into this small talking. It was very unlike of him.

"(y/n), do you have plans this Sunday?"

"No, I'm free on Sunday, why?"

"I was wondering if you can have dinner with me."

"Okay, do you have any restaurants in mind?"

"I do. I'll pick you up at 6"

You were convinced Ray was asking you on a date. You didn't have feelings for him, but you decided it wouldn't hurt to go on a date with him.

It was Sunday morning, and you got a call from your friend, Jamie.

"(y/n), do you have time? I really need you today!"

Jamie sounded desperate.

"What's the problem?"

"I have a date today. A colleague introduced him.. But I can't go today!"

"Why? He couldn't be that bad.."

"I have a important thing to do today. My favorite singer actually drops his album today, and I have to go buy the album to see him. He is coming to the bookstore today! I can't miss this chance. I'm very sorry, (y/n), I'll do anything if you ask me to."

You knew you had promised Ray for dinner today. You also know that Jamie has other people to go on a date instead of her.

You knew certainly that Ray would be upset. His expressions directed he was looking up to this dinner.

"Alright. I'll do it. But you'll have to pay for our meal if we hang out again."

"Of course I will! Thanks! I really needed someone to go on a date with this.. what's his name..? Oh, Liam. You can meet him at 4. I'll text you the details."

"Okay."

You hung up the phone. You texted Ray right away you couldn't have dinner with him. You texted him you had to help out your friend, which was technically not a lie. You felt bad, intentionally hurting him. But it really didn't matter.. You had no means of dating him. Surely.

It was childish of you to treat someone like this. You knew this very well. It was okay though. It was better than making someone feel one sided in a relationship.

You felt you were putting too much energy in thinking, so you slept until it was time for a date.

Dressed decently, you waited for Liam in front of the restaurant Jamie texted you. After a few minutes, Liam arrived.

"Hi? You are (y/n), right?"

"Yes. Is it okay if I'm here instead of Jamie?"

"Well.. It's disappointing that Jamie couldn't come. But meeting someone like you is luck to me."

Liam was very out forward and energetic guy. His words were very honest, and he made you feel comfortable.

"What are your interests?"

Liam asked.

"I like writing.. I never knew I had fun writing when I was is school. I found my hobby just a few years ago."

"That's a cool interest. I travel when I have the chance. I watch a lot of traveling channels..."

"Can.. can I go to the bathroom real quick?

You saw Ray walking into the restaurant you were in, alone.

You ran straight to the bathroom, hoping Ray didn't see you. After a few minutes, you scanned the restaurant and found Ray sitting at the opposite side. Relieved, you went back to Liam.

You finished your dinner with Liam. Liam wanted to spend more time with you, but you declined. You wanted Ray to not notice you hanging out with Liam.

You bought some snacks at the convenient store and sat on the bench. You nibbled on a chocolate bar you bought. You felt the breeze touching your skin. Feeling the wind is a good thing to do when you're mind is full of useless thoughts.

"(y/n)"

You instantly knew it was Ray.

"Oh Ray.. Hi."

"I didn't expect you to be here."

"I finished helping my friend.. so.."

"Do you mind if I sit next to you?"

"I don't mind! You can sit here."

You could hear your heart thumping.

Did he find out?

You could tell by his face that he wasn't feeling good.

"(y/n), did you miss me when I left?"

Ray asked. You couldn't answer.

You told yourself you forgot about Ray, and it was right, you actually nearly forgot Ray and you were a thing.

But that was until Ray entered your life without your will. You told yourself that you weren't conscious of him although your actions told otherwise.

"No... umm.. I was busy studying and doing other things, so I didn't miss you, that much. "

"Oh"

Ray didn't talk for a while.

"Do you want to know why I left without a word?"

You wondered if you should focus on the word "left" or "without a word".

"Well um... Everyone in school was curious about your disappearance at that time. People asked me where you've gone. All I could say was 'I don't know either'.. In fact, I was the one who wanted to know why you left the most!"

You tried to brighten the mood. It didn't work.

"Nothing special.. I left because my parents had business in other cities."

"That explains your disappearance. I guess it would've been better if you told me."

You felt awkward. You desperately wanted to leave.

Ray didn't say anything. He looked at the ground.

Silence began. You couldn't handle the long silence anymore.

"Ray, I should go. I'm really tired today."

You stood up and tried to leave, but Ray grabbed your hand.

"I love you."

"I don't think this is the time for jokes."

"It's not a joke."

Ray grabbed your hand harder.

"I.. don't know what to tell you."

You quickly set your hand free from him. You walked away as fast as you can.

You didn't come out of your home after Ray's confession. Ray could be anywhere you go, and you weren't ready to answer him.

Liam tried to text you, but you didn't respond. You didn't feel like meeting someone new. You just wanted time alone.

You focused on writing your next book to pass time. You weren't planning to, but you had nothing else to do. Your friends can't hang out with you all the time, your connection with Liam has practically ended, your family lives far away, and you most definitely did not want to meet Ray.

What was he thinking when he confessed? Did he really think you'd say it back? You were confused. You thought you gave him hints by answering his questions in a cold way and even cancelling a date.

You knew very well you were thinking of him more than anyone in your life, but that doesn't mean you have to be in an intimate relationship with him.

Ray wants to be a special someone to you. But you don't.

It would be a nuisance to both you and Ray if you accepted Ray. Your emotions sway a lot. An hour ago, you would think of Ray as a person that creates a great impact on your life, and an hour after, you behave in a cold way to Ray.

You prefered organizing your emotions to one. But with Ray, organizing was hard. Emotions can't go on forever, it changes, and you couldn't stand your complex emotions. What's so different about Ray that causes you to feel complicated emotions?

Now you wanted to leave. It was foolish of you to live close to a company you got out from.

You contacted your family. Since you aren't working in a company, you didn't have any reasons to stay in a crowded town. Not hanging out with Jamie and Alex would be a shame. It didn't matter though. You wanted your mind off of this town.

All of this might be a rush of emotions. You might regret this. But your desire of leaving was bigger.

You went to a small restaurant you liked to go. Since you would leave soon, you thought visiting your favorite restaurant was a good idea.

You sat at the corner, where many can't see you. You ordered your favorite dish and called you mother while waiting.

"Mom, I was wondering if I can live with you and dad. I hope to see (sibling name) if it's vacation."

"Why? I thought you were good there."

"Uhh... I want a break.. I guess. I don't have anything to do here either."

"Alright then. If you want. We always have a spare room. But think more carefully! What about your friends? Or Ray.. did I say his name right? You said Ray was in the same company as you."

"Oh... Alright. I'll call you later."

You finished the call.

A familiar voice called out your name. It was Ray, as expected.

"(y/n)! I didn't know you knew this restaurant too."

You felt irritated.

"I didn't know you had an interest in stalking people."

"It's a coincidence, I swear. I'm friends with the owner of this restaurant and I come here often to visit my friend."

"Oh.. okay."

"Did you think about it?"

"I did."

Ray was pretending he didn't listen your call. You knew it.

"I'm leaving. I don't know what I'm doing here, wasting money, time, and emotions. I'm going home."

Ray was quiet.

"I'm sorry Ray. For treating you badly and .. uh.. lying to you. I ordered something.. you should eat it. I really don't feel well and I should just go home."

"Can you think about it again, please?"

Ray looked like he was going to cry, or go mad.

"You shouldn't go cling on to one person.. you know.. I know there's a ton of people who wants to be friends with you. We .. uh.."

You paused for a second. Was this right? It would've been better if you ran straight to your house.

"You can text me though. I'm pretty much jobless .."

You ran out of the restaurant.

You ran to your home, and noticed men outside of your house.

You turned back. Your instincts told that those men would only cause harm.

You headed to the convenient store. The store would be safe. There are people there.

Unfortunately, the store was closed. You headed for another store close by.

It was no use. A man waiting for you hiding grabbed you.

"Be quiet!"

The man pushed you into a black car. After that, you could see only pitch black.

After some time, you woke up somewhere unfamiliar.

A voice welcomed you.

"Ray, what are you doing here?"

"This is my house, (y/n)"

"Did you really kidnap me?"

"I just wanted you to realize you're lying to yourself."

Ray came close. Your heart wouldn't stop thumping out loud.

"What do you mean I'm lying to myself?"

"You're lying to yourself. You wouldn't admit I'm important to you. I know that feeling, (y/n). When we were in middle school, I only thought you as a classmate who has a big interest in me. I didn't realize what you meant to me when I left."

"I need to go home."

Ray ignored you and went on.

"I lied to myself all this time that I don't need you. But I do.

"You're the only one who could truly be with me. Others don't want anything from me. They just want to use me.. But you aren't. You're kind (y/n). You've never really hated me. You always listen to me..

"I'm just sad that you're lying to yourself like I did all these years.. But it's okay. I love you, and I'll help you."

"That's such a misunderstanding."

"Either way.. you can't leave.. until you stop lying to yourself."

Ray didn't care what you said. Ray hugged you and whispered how much he missed you and needed you in his life.

Ray is mad. You're now just regretting spending time thinking of him.

You couldn't assume the time you would spend with Ray from now on. You wanted this whole thing to be a lie.