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Platonic yandere jjba villains (p.1 re-write)

This is an au ware the Villains live together and are yandere for your sister and platonic yandere for you.

(Y/n): Your name

(S/n): sisters name

I was left depressed when my parents died in a car crash, I was alone for a for a few days and didn't answer anyone's phone calls. Which worried my older sister a lot, so she texted me that she was going to pick me up to live with her, so I started to pack my clothes and some belongings. My sister warned me that she had some roommates and that they could be a bit intimateing."Are you sure it's a good idea? I don't want to bother your roommates..." I said to my sister as we were on another phone call."I'm sure you'll be fine, I'll talk to my friends so they'll leave you alone."

I believed my sister and didn't really worry about them until I actually met them. My sister told me their names Dio, Kars, Wamuu, Esidisi, santana, kira, diavolo, and Doppio Their names sounded very odd, but I didn't say anything as I left to go hide in my new bedroom. The men mostly ignored me. However, Doppio didn't. He was nice enough, but I don't understand why he insistent that we talk. He followed me to my room, and sadly, my door didn't have a lock. My sister trusts these men too much.

I noticed that Doppio was following close behind me as i walked into my room. "Do you need any help unpacking?" Doppio asked in a sweet tone as I opened one of my suitcases, I just wanted to be left alone."No thanks, but thanks for the offer." I said, starting to put my clothes in the dresser, but he didn't listen and helped anyway.

"Do you know how long you're going to stay?" Doppio asked, sounding curious."I only plan on staying for a few months." My answer caused Doppio to look concerned."But where would you go? If I remember correctly, you don't have any other family around." He's right. I don't have any other family, but I had a really bad feeling about the men in this house, and the fact that I'm smaller than everyone does not help at all.

I just have to wait for school to start so I can be able to stay away from everyone and hopefully not annoy anyone."Um....do you know anything about the other men here? Like should I stay away?" Doppio started to think."Well, I think you should definitely avoid kars, santana, diavolo, and dio. I'm sure they dislike everyone who isn't (s/n)." That does make sense. They didn't look happy when I arrived, but I quickly went into my room before they could say anything.

Before I could ask Doppio anything else I heard my sister calling for me, I think she's trying to get me to interact with her 'friends'."hey (y/n)! Can you come down for a few minutes!?" I was apprehensive about being around the others and Doppio could tell."hey, I can tell (s/n) that you're tired and don't want to talk." Doppio offered, sounding sympathetic, understanding that I didn't want to be around the others."no it's alright, I'll have to see them eventually anyway. It's best that I just get it over with." Doppio nodded and followed me out of my room, I tried to hide my fear as I walked downstairs hearing my sister talking to the other men, it sounded like she was trying to convince them about something.

"just give her a chance she won't cause any troub- oh? (y/n) you finally came down! Do you like your room?" I nodded before responding in a small voice."yes I like it." I examined everyone in the room. Kars, dio, diavolo and didn't really look happy but they seemed to agree to what my sister asked and Wamuu and kira looked indifferent to my presence. Doppio and (s/n) are the only ones that looked happy that I was there, I was about to ask if I could leave but then (s/n) started to talk again."(y/n) I'd like you to try to stay out of your room."

Damn I didn't like the idea of staying around everyone longer than I need to."Alright..... is there anything else you need to talk about?" The others started to leave the room, leaving only me, Doppio, and diavolo. I was about to leave, but Doppio stopped me as he started to talk to diavolo.

"Boss (y/n) isn't what we thought she'd be. Rather tame compared to other kids." Diavolo just looked at me then back to Doppio."And I'm supposed to care?" He sounded less annoyed but not by much."I'm not going to stay for that long, I'm going to leave as soon as I can so I won't bother you much." Doppio immediately looked at me, worried.

"Why do you want to leave already? You haven't even been here a day." Before I could say anything, diavolo started to talk again."Just don't annoy anyone, and you'll be fine. Almost everyone will just ignore you." I just sighed."I'm going to school in a week so I'm not going to be around much." Doppio didn't seem to like that either. "Don't you think it's too soon? Your parents died not long ago. You need time to grieve." He wasn't wrong, but I didn't want to stay here, I don't feel safe here. I got out of Doppio's grasp before going back to my room.

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Can you do yandere platonic giyu with twin sister who’s older then him and hates his guts so she bullies them?

Yes, I can! I laughed a little when I saw this. I'm going to make this a oneshot. I'm not the best at bullying, so sorry if it's not the best. (Spoilers)

Tw: Bullying/abuse, obsession, dependency? light yandere, everyone needs therapy

Leave me alone

I've never been close to giyuu, even if we're twins, so it confuses me that he follows me everywhere like a puppy. It doesn't matter if I'm talking to my friends or on a mission. He's always next to me. I made it very clear that I don't really want anything to do with him, not after final selection. If it wasn't for him, sabito would still be here, and I would've still have my friend.

I say nasty things to giyuu to hopefully make it clear that even if we're twins, I don't want to be around him. The only good thing to come from this is tanjiro and his demon sister. At first, I wanted to kill nezuko, but I eventually grew to like the pair, and I was on my way to meet the pair to go on another mission.

"Don't you have anything else to do?" I said with an annoyed tone as I looked at the water hashira. At first, he didn't say anything, but he eventually answered."I just wanted to make sure you were safe.." He talked in a quiet tone. This irritated me more. I'm the ice hashira. I didn't need a bodyguard, so I smacked the back of his head firmly before yelling at him."What do I have to do to get you to leave me alone?! You're a living embodiment of misfortune and a hypocrite. You always said demons should always be killed, yet you let nezuko live? I'm surprised no one has killed you yet."

I said, letting out all of my frustration out on him. Giyuu stayed quiet for a few seconds before speaking."I'm sorry...." was the only thing he said. I felt a little bad, but I heard someone else yelling but in a much nicer tone."(y/n)! Giyuu!" I recognized the voice quickly it was tanjiro's he was yelling for us as he ran towards us, eventually getting to us.

"I did some investigating, and it turns out there wasn't a demon attacking the village at night it was a murder....." he looked sorry that we had to come all the way out here for a false alarm."Really?" I said, sounding annoyed again."but the villagers have offered a place for us to sleep for the night!"

I gave tanjiro a little smile before walking towards the village, hoping to get some sleep. I didn't notice the glare giyuu was giving tanjiro, which left him a little afraid.

When we got to the room offered to us, there were two beds. I didn't wait for anyone to say anything before jumping onto a bed, I patted the spot next to me, intening for tanjiro to sleep next to me so he didn't have to sleep on the floor. But before tanjiro could react, giyuu took the spot next to me."Hey, hold on, sec-" I was cut off my giyuu hugging me, which surprised me, so I didn't notice giyuu glaring at tanjiro again."Um, good night!" Was the only thing tanjiro said before turning the lights off before laying down on the other bed.

I didn't know what to do as giyuu held me tightly, I don't know why he was acting like this, but all I can do now is wait for him to fall asleep.

(Might do a part two later)

[platonicyanderewrighter]

I have a question to ask you. Do you write for monster girls?

Yes, I can! I love monster girls!

[platonicyanderewrighter]

Would a request for PLATONIC! Yandere Sanemi Shinazugawa for his little brother Genya be acceptable?

I'd love to write that! (Spoilers below)

Platonic yandere Sanemi for genya

Tw: mentions of death, abuse, manipulation, self deletion, and sanemi tbh.

Soft

For sanemi to be a more 'peaceful' yandere, he can't be separated from genya when he was younger.

Now, just because he's 'soft' doesn't mean he's lenient with Genya. I'm sure he'll make Genya stay inside all the time, most likely using the death of their family to scare him.

And if Genya tries to run away, he's not getting far. sanemi is a hashira, after all.

It's a guarantee that sanemi will lock him in the basement or a cage in the basement (depends on how far Genya got) and will only let him out when he's home

Sanemi doesn't care if Genya is screaming and crying. He won't ever care.

Sanemi tries his best to give affection to Genya. even if Genya is terrified of him at this point.

Sanemi is actually very affectionate, giving Genya headpats and hugs and holding him as he sleeps.

He gives Genya gifts every time he comes home from a mission. Mostly consisting of sweets and a book or two

Honestly, Genya is better with soft yan sanemi

Full yandere

Now, for sanemi to be a full yandere, he'll have to be separated from him for years after the death of their family and has reunited with him somehow.

It'll take a while for his yandere tendencies to show. So genya will be blindsided when sanemi insists that he will stay with him.

Now, sanemi is much more aggressive and not as affectionate as soft yandere.

He doesn't kidnap genya, but he becomes very controlling. Making sure genya doesn't get hurt by any demons.

If genya does get hurt, he kills anyone around genya, then takes out his remaining frustration on genya, often beating him

It wouldn't surprise me if sanemi breaks a few of genya's bones.

He's not fond of genya being around Gyomei, but he can't do anything about it.

After the fight with Kokushibo, sanemi is devastated when he watches his baby brother die in front of him.

He takes his anger out during the fight with Muzan and Kokushibo, and after he's just left angry and eventually kills himself in an attempt to reunite with his baby brother. But because of his actions, he's going to hell with the rest of the demons.

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I'm sorry for being gone for so long. I've been busy with life and college. I'm going to re-write some fics like jjba villains (because it's not the best, lol) and write some requests.

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Platonic yandere Miguel? You're an alt universe version of his daughter that he's taken in (aka kidnapped) so that he'll never lose her again, poor traumatized sod just wants a family again

Spiderweb

YANDERE MIGUEL O’HARA X READER

Preview:

When anomalies begin to enter universe 20477, Miguel is assigned to tracking them down. He wasn’t expecting to see himself, with a girl like you, scared and wide eyed on his arm. You were his, you just had to be.

(Platonic)

He knew what you would be to him.

He knew who you were.

He knew he had to protect you.

He knew he wouldnt let you go.

He couldn't.

It was purely coincidental, seeing you, that is. He just happened to be in your plane of existence that day, chasing down an anomaly that was jumping from universe to universe every other day. None of the others were able to catch him, a fast fujjer he was. So Miguel was a last resort, the only one capable enough to catch the guy. There was a chase down the streets of whatever universe he was in, then a catastrophic fight near the center of the city.

This place was so similar to his own universe, The same skies, the same cities, the same feeling, the same sadness as his own realm. He wanted to get in and get out, that's all. In fact, he was moments- seconds even- seconds away from catching the anomaly, seconds away from leaving this sad awful reminder of what happened to him. And then he saw you and his world stopped in its tracks.

You were teary-eyed, crying like a little baby. A few pieces of concrete that had been knocked up from the ground during the fight had cut your cheek, leaving a small dribble of blood streaming down your face. There was such a fear laced in your eyes, such a terror that flooded your expression. But that wasn't what shocked him about you, as his eyes panned from you to the man you had your arms wrapped around, his face fell completely.

You were clutching onto him. HIM. Miguel o’hara. You had your arms wrapped around his, clutched tight in fear, the two of you were trapped against the side of a building with rubble that had eroded. He was him, you were holding onto him, you had to be his daughter, and the way you were looking to him for protection was enough to show the parental status he had.

He had a daughter again.

You were his daughter.

He stared at the sight of the two of you for a moment, sending a harsh glare to his copy, his fake. Whoever you were clinging to, whoever you were wrapped around, he couldn't protect you. Miguel wanted nothing more than to pull you up and take you with him, take you home. But he couldn't, he had to play this carefully. He's lost a daughter before, he wouldnt do this again.

Like a flash, the tall man dressed in a black and red suit disappeared completely, along with the anomaly. Leaving the Town square In rubble. You blinked, just once, and when you opened your eyes once more, you had been pulled out from the bone-crushing concrete and were laid across the grass. It was too fast for you to see the man who had done it, to see the way his hands lingered at your waist, to see how he swiped the blood off of your face, to see how he looked at you. Of course, you hadn't. Maybe if you had, you could've avoided this.

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You were shaken, to say the least. Things like this, like supervillains flying through the air and shattering buildings and corroding concrete, throwing people around like frisbees. Things like this just didn't happen, not ever. So to be trapped like that, stuck in rubble covered in blood as you had to watch the scene unfold… You were terrified. Even more so when your father had been hurt.

It was fast for the two of you to get away from the scene, especially since whatever was happening screeched to a halt, and the two figures disappeared, leaving the police, and you, completely confused. You just couldn't understand what the fudd happened, how could two people just disappear? Why did this happen all of a sudden? Why did that man- Why did he look so familiar?

It was supposed to be a fun little outing between you and your dad, a walk in the park to go get some food and have a picnic, but before you knew it you were shoved against a wall with glass and rock stuck in your face, your dad holding you close To shield you from the chaos around. You had been squeezing your eyes shut tight enough that they itched and ached now.

You were in too much shock to be able to give the cops any valuable information they would even remotely need, too focused on the fact Things like this didn't happen here, they just didn't. You cried on the way home, holding your (now bandaged) dad tight as you could. He hushed you, comforting you to the best of his ability. But you were both tired, too tired to care about taking your dirty clothes off or going to actual bed.

You slept on the couch, on your dad that night.

But when you woke up the next morning, he was gone.

It wasn't too strange for him, working as a doctor he was often called in early mornings to late nights, too early for you to be up when he left. But still, something felt off about it this time, usually he would wake you up for a few moments to say goodbye and give you a kiss. There was none of that today, just you, left under a blanket lying down on the couch, cold and alone and still scared straight.

The house felt different, dead. Like something was weighing heavy in the air, dragging all the air down and making it suffocatingly tight in the room. You wanted to get out, to go outside and go on a walk or something. But yesterday… with what happened. The feeling of dread sat in the back of your head, forcing you not to step out of your apartment, too scared to leave but too bored to stay.

You sat on the couch all day basically, watching reruns of old sitcoms. You knew your dad wouldn't be mad that you didn't want to go to school today, most of the time he came home too tired to do more than eat and sleep so you doubt he would even notice.

The sound of the door opening, along with uncharacteristically light footsteps Alerted you that your dad was home again, you sat up, pushing the blanket off of your shoulders and sitting up on the edge of the couch to look at him. At the sight of him, your head fell into a tilt, he looked… not bad, but different. A little bit more tired looking, his wrinkles were far more set into his face, and his was shorter, and far less groomed than it usually was.

“Hola Papa. Did you cut your hair or something? It looks different.” You narrowed your eyes at him with a small smile. He nodded, staring at you with some foreign look in his eyes. Setting down the few grocery bags he held in his hands.

You blinked, and within a moment he was on top of you, embracing you in a tight hug. You were immediately lifted off of the ground with a slight squeal, you wrapped your arms around his neck as he held you tight, breathing in your smell. How odd. Your dad isn't like this. Not very touchy, he never showed too much affection. The hug lasted for what felt like hours of you in his arms, held tightly.

You came realization only a few seconds in that you liked it, this is what you needed, and it felt nice. All the dread from your system completely drained out as his arms got tighter and tighter, and tighter. Since when has your dad been so muscular? Last you can remember, he was softer, not as rough. Strange, isn't it?

“Mija. I missed you so much baby, so much.” he breathed in the smell of your hair again, pulling you higher up onto his chest. His words should've sent off red flags in your head, you had just seen him hours ago right? You stayed quiet, choosing to relish in the moment of comfort this gave you. His voice was scratchy and rough, like he'd been screaming.

“Me too. I didn't go to school today, too scared.” Your voice was muffled against his chest, but you could feel his heartbeat with every breath he took. At your words his arms tightened slightly, and you squished your face further onto his neck. He was like a human furnace, radiating heat in your too-cold apartment.

“Oh baby- I’m here now. I’ll protect you, you won't ever have to be scared ever again.” With that, he brought a hand up to cup the back of your head, and his lips met your forehead in a warm kiss. If you maybe hadn't been so wrapped up in the fact that this felt so warm, so nice, you would've noticed the look he held in his eye. How deranged he looked, how terrifying he was. Maybe you would've paid more attention to all the little things that weren't adding up about him.

“Mi ninita. I’m so glad you're okay, I will never leave you again.” The two of you shared a glance, and that heavy feeling of dread pooled back into your system. There was something else in his eyes, something terrifying. Maybe you were just tired, or maybe you had head trauma from yesterday.

Moments passed as you enjoyed the warm hug, before he began to move, still keeping you in his arms, but walking elsewhere, you muttered a small “Hm?” squirming slightly in attempts to get yourself back on your own two feet, but he just shook his head at you, and squeezed.

“I got dinner while I was out, empanadas. I figured we could eat in my bed and watch a movie, You'll sleep with me tonight” He took note of your confused face, then went on to continue “ I don't want you alone anytime soon, especially not with all that's happening in the neighborhood. You don't want to get hurt, right? “

You just shook your head, letting yourself relax in his grip. Truly when had he become so strong, or on a different note, as affectionate? Usually, your dad was exhausted, he loved you, yeah, you knew that, but coming home from a 12-hour hospital shift at an understaffed medical center drained him. He usually didn't have time, and when he did he really didnt know how to spend it.

You slept better than you ever have in your entire life that night, close to your dad in his bed, cuddled under a warm blanket with your father's arms relentlessly wrapped tight around you, caging you in… you didnt hate it.

…

The next few weeks were different, strange, and not like you were used to. Everything changed. At first, it was just the little things, the things you would usually glide over. Miguel would come home early, leave later, and bring you food and clothes and stuff you were never able to afford.

Kids at your school started avoiding you, even though you never did anything to make you avoidable. It was weird for you, to see such a sudden shift in your life. The weirdest part about it though, is you had no idea what changed.

Not long after though, it got worse. Your dad would look through your phone, something he never cared about before, he always excused it with the same “I'm just looking out for you mija”, but it felt like a lie. Eventually, your contacts list shifted and changed to your dad.. And your dad. If you got any texts or calls he would look at them before you could, and decline them.

You stopped going out of the house as much, he excused you from school, telling you that you needed a break after all the trauma you've been through in the past few weeks. And without school or friends, you didnt have any reason to go out unless it was for mail or groceries. Even then, sometimes your dad would walk with you or just go himself instead. Eventually it got to the point that you weren't allowed to go out, not by your own choice anymore..

And Miguel, he would tell you things about what was going on outside. How all of a sudden there were villains on every corner, people were dying every day, crime was high. It scared you, and he clearly knew that, he used it to keep you inside, to keep you from going out.

It just got to the point where you did nothing, absolutely nothing. And you were tired of it. You wanted to go out, live your life and see people and see things, have fun with friends, do stupid teenager things. Things you should've already been doing. But he wouldnt let you, he made you stay inside, held you tight so you wouldnt leave.

And with the realization that this man was controlling you, your rose-colored glasses flew off of your face entirely. Your father wasn't like this, he barely cared enough to ask how your day was. Let alone keep you caged in your own home every day. Something was very very wrong. And just like that, it all snapped into place.

This isn't your dad. The way he acted, the way he walked, the way he held you, the way he looked at you, the way he controlled you, the way he comforted you when you were upset. There was not one thing about this man that made sense, not one similarity. Whoever this was, it wasn't your miguel ohara, it was a fake. A phony.

“Mija? Are you feeling sick? Whats wrong” He stared at you, letting his brows cluster together in worry. He had you sitting on the counter as he cooked, wearing one of your dads white t-shirts, it clung to his back muscles, showcasing the spider tattoo on the back of his neck. Your dad thought tattoos were trashy and unprofessional, and your dad most certainly did not have muscles like that. How had you been so daft as to miss that?

You stared, narrowing your eyes at the man who was wearing your dads clothing, your dads skin.

“Y/n?” he turned, placing the knife down on the counter, and grabbing your shoulders. The stranger stood in front of you, bending over to have his face at your level. He looked into your eyes, tilting his head. The position brought you back to your senses, and reminded you that this man, whoever he was, was extremely stronger than you were, and could overpower you without even thinking about it.

You snapped up. “Oh! Sorry. Just thinking.” you spoke with a shaky voice, grabbing his large hands with your own and straightening up from your slouched position on the counter. You met his gaze and squeezed his hand, his big hand. He was too big for you, you couldnt get away if he didn't want you to, you would have to be sneaky.

“What has you so deep in thought? Is my ninita daydreaming again?” a grin broke out on his face, showing his pearly canines. You returned the smile with a shaky breath. What were you supposed to do now? He hadn't made any move to hurt you yet, but he certainly could if he wanted to. You sent a glance towards the TV, where the local news was playing, the man left a reassuring squeeze on your shoulder before turning around and picking his knife back up.

Your entire body went frigid at the sight of the tv, you inhaled a small gasp, bringing your hand up to your mouth.

“The body of 31-year-old Miguel O’hara has been found, a resident doctor at the local medical center, any information about the whereabouts of this man’s disappearance should be reported to the authorities. Local police are currently investigating possible causes of death, and are contacting family and loved ones right now. This is Miles Morales with the six O-clock news, stay safe out there.”

Your hands shook violently as a photo of the scene splayed across the screen, it was a bloody mess, an utter monstrosity of a crime scene. The body was blurred completely, probably too gruesome to show on public access news, but you knew it was him, he had those old white shoes from the hospital on, the ones that he wore even though they were battered and covered in holes. And his wedding ring, the one with the tiny stone embedded at the edge of it. That was your dad, that was your fudding dad and he was dead. Mutilated and shown on the news.

You involuntarily let out a whimper at the sight, the hand you had on your face squeezed and shook, trying to keep your composure, keep yourself from sobbing and blowing your cover. You failed miserably, as tears clouded your vision and fell on the countertop. Your irregular breathing and whimpers brought the attention of the man in your kitchen wearing your father's skin, your dead father's skin.

“Ai dios mio- Mija what's wrong? Are you hurt?” immediately the man was on top of you, with his hands running up and down your arms, checking for any possible injuries. He was using that fake worried tone he always did, the one you would usually fall for. The rage that consumed you blurred your vision, that along with the cloudy tears. You smacked his hands off of you, pushing yourself back further onto the countertop. You stared with wide eyes.

“Who the fudd are you? “ You asked, staring at him with those teary eyes of yours, there was a pure hatred laced throughout your expression, his eyes flicked from you with shock as he muttered a small “language”, they then panned to the tv behind. His face slipped from confusion to dread, his eyes went wide and his brows unfurrowed and dropped. His shoulders went completely slack, and he just stood there, waiting for you to make your next move.

“Mija- just listen to me before you do anything stupid- I know it's scary but you need to listen to me for a second” he rushed out, his sweet voice now dripping with fear, why was he scared of all things? He was the one with the advantage. You squirmed back, hopping off the other side of the counter, you continued to back away, eyes staying just as wide.

“You didn't answer my fudding question. Who- Who are you.” He made no move to get closer, only staring at you, so you continued “ Did you- did you kill my dad? My real dad?” The way he tilted his head with those soft eyes of his answered your question enough. Your hands kept shaking, your head kept pulsing with fear, and finally… you let out a piercing scream. One the neighbors were sure to hear.

But in the blink of an eye, he was on top of you.

“Please- please mija. I am your father- your papa. Please, You don't have to be scared of me, I love you- I'll never hurt you.” His hand pressed against your mouth, leaving a white film that held your it completely shut. Your screams were muffled now, but still audible. He had you on the floor, on top of you, his hands pinning you down with his entire strength. You thrashed and looked around for anybody to help, but the more you moved the tighter his hands got. You were shaking, whimpering like a kicked cat.

“I promise you- Prometo mi ninita- I just wanted to protect you, I will never EVER lay harm to you. “ He was deranged, quickly rushing out the words in a panic. You had never seen him so fearful, so desperate, both your father and him. You stopped thrashing, Instead choosing to stare up at him. He was so… scary, now that he wasn't being sweet, now that he was forcing you onto the floor, holding you down. The look in his eyes was terrifying.

All of a sudden it was like you realized the position you were in, he could kill you right now, this imposter could crush your head in his hands and leave like nothing happened, he was going to hurt you. Kill you. Like he did your father. Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god oh god oh god. You were frozen, your hands began to quiver harshly, and tears streamed down your cheeks freely, panic flushed through your veins, overtaking that rage that you previously, pure fear rushed over you entirely. And you couldnt control your body anymore.

You couldnt breathe, or think. Or feel your body, you were overtaken with a fuzzy terrified feeling, your entire body quivered as you stared at him. The film over your mouth certainly wasnt helping, you tried to inhale, but you couldnt, as your vision blurred further. You couldnt feel anything. You hadnt realized you were digging your nails into your skin until there was blood dripping out of your wrists.

“Baby- you need to calm down. Your hurting yourself, you don't have to be scared, I’m not going ot hurt you. Just breathe- Tienes que respirar mija- por favor” The usually completely stoic miguel ohara, the leader of the spiderverse protection program was panicking, more so than he ever had in the past. You were having a panic attack, a bad one, that much was obvious, he had never delt with this before. You kept shaking, his words doing nothing. So he brought his arms around you, hoisting you up to his chest once more. Now it wasnt comforting, now it made you more fearful.

“Shh- I’m here. It's okay- I’m going to calm you down, don't be scared - Youll be okay.” He hushed, before bringing his head to your neck, it left you completely speechless and shocked, before he brought his lips to the nape, and bit down firmly. The tips of his canines dipped in, and the tiniest bit of his venom flushed into your veins.

You were only able to let a small scream out, before the venom overtook your senses. And your quivering figure went slack in his arms. He held you tight, lifting you off the ground entirely and clutching you. He wouldnt let you hurt yourself, he wouldnt let anybody hurt you, he couldnt. He ruined his chances before, He couldnt do it again. Even if you were scared, he would help.

“Lyla?” he spoke to the watch resting around his rist, setting you on his hip in the process. A small “yes sir?” rang out from the device, before he continued “Lets go home, I expect the office is ready for her.” His voice was harsh now, commanding like it should be.

“Yes sir. A-are you sure this is a good idea? She clearly wont be able to handle something like-”

“I’ll take care of it. Just do your job.

Were coming home. finally.”

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This is not very good. But I kinda like it. also MIGUEL OHARA TAKE ME NOW… anyways.

ALSO I COME FROM A HISPANIC FAMILY BUT I USE SPANISH LIKE NEVER SO IT IS NOT GOOD DONT BE MEAN.

Thanks for requesting anon! And thanks for reading! Please don’t be scared to write comments I absolutely love seeing them!

Have a great day! Bye!

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I was wondering if you could do a platonic Kabu concept? I see him as a father figure. Also happy valentines day!

He has such dad vibes, ngl. Also, happy latest valentine's day ever as it's like half-way through April now.

Writing based on his game personality. This may be short but I did what I could ^^

Yandere! Platonic! Kabu Concept

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Manipulation, Threats, Violence, Attempted murder, Poor home life briefly mentioned, Burns mention (not to darling).

Kabu is the Fire-Type Gym Leader in Sword and Shield

He strives to learn, train, and perfect his skills.

Kabu has no children of his own (that I know of)... so the idea of him taking a young trainer under his wing sounds cute.

Kabu comes off as strict and disciplinary, which may make you think he's a rude and grumpy old man.

He's not... he just really wants to push his darling towards success like he would his own child.

Kabu would begin to take you under his wing as a student of his own after you attempt his challenge.

Maybe you failed the first time... but Kabu saw how determined you were to keep on going.

He likes that you don't allow failure to keep you down.

You get up, learn from your mistakes, and keep training.

So similar to him....

That's when he offers to help train you.

That's also where his obsession begins.

Kabu acts like an overprotective dad at times when he's around you.

He offers you lessons, he allows you to interact with his Pokemon, he's like a secondary guardian.

If you have parents at home, Kabu explains that he looks after you when you're away from home and assures your parents you're getting stronger under him.

If you have no parents or a troubled home life, he takes you in and acts like a father towards you.

Kabu is very encouraging towards you.

He trains you and praises you when you get stronger.

If you lose a battle, no worries, he explains what you and your partner Pokemon can do better.

On the surface he seems like a genuinely caring father-figure.

Although... he can get sinister.

Kabu is overprotective wants to keep your attention on him and your training.

He sees people like friends or lovers as distracting from your goals and manipulates them away from you.

You won't get better if you goof off, right?

It's best if you spend all your time with him to train and complete your challenges...

Maybe you could even beat Leon if you try hard enough.

Kabu can also be temperamental.

He's stubborn and will argue with those who don't agree with him.

He tells you what he does is to make you better at battling.

Isn't that what you and your partner Pokemon want?

Kabu will also argue with those close to you if they think his behavior is out of line.

Kabu believes you're safe and getting stronger with him.

He takes up most of your attention and life the longer you stay.

Kabu may even threaten or harm those who try to turn you against him.

It'll all where you can't see it... but Fire-Type Pokemon burns can truly scar someone....

It would be unfortunate if someone played with fire... and got burned.

Kabu tries to be lenient with you in terms of punishment.

He'd never hurt you... but he'd scold you.

Afterwards he gives you a caring hug and reassures you that he knows you'll learn from your mistakes.

Kabu is sure you'll be a well-behaved student for him if you work hard... he'll just have to remove your... distractions.

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Bloody School Year pt 1

Platonic yandere demon slayer modern AU/school au?

I woke up with a start as my alarm went off. groggily, I got up and turned it off. i regretted that I put across my room, though honestly, I would've just turned it off and gone back to bed.

Walking to the bathroom, flinching when I turned on the light, I rubbed my eyes, trying to relieve myself from the sting. Once I could, I looked into the mirror while I grabbed a hair brush and started to brush my (h/c) hair.

Walking back to my room, I grabbed my uniform and got dressed. Seeing that I looked presentable, I grabbed my bag and headed downstairs. This was the only time I'm glad about my parent's drinking problem, I could get ready in peace.

Though I have to take care of everything at home. Sure, my parents work and pay bills, yes, but they only buy alcohol and stupid things for themselves.

I have to buy things myself like clothes, food, school supplies, etc. But I've gotten used to this and thare mean comments and the occasional attacks. I'm glad that the school year has started, so I have another excuse to be away from my parents' house.

Grabbing my lunch and putting my shoes on, I started to walk to school. after a little while of walking, I saw a boy with red hair and a girl with red hair walking together. They were wearing the same uniform I was, I was going to ignore them until I heard a boy screaming before I was shoved to the ground

"NNNNEEEEZZZZZUUUUKOOO! CHAN!"

Then I saw a dude with yellow hair start to harass the black haired girl. As I got up, I saw the yellow haired boy get slapped by the red-haired boy, who i assume is the girls brother.

I think the boy spotted me as he ran up to me."Are you alright? Are you hurt?" He said in a concerned tone. "I'm alright. Who's that guy?" I said, pointing toward the guy. I'm begging for who I assume is nezuko to merry him."he's Zenitsu he has his moments, but he's a good person overall." He said as he yanked him off.

"Alright, I guess, I'm (y/n), by the way. I think we go to the same school." I said coldly as I was still annoyed from being soved to the ground, The redhead seemed to pick up on this."I'm tanjiro kamado, and this is my sister nezuko. I apologize for Zenitsu's behavior." I was about to not accept the apology, but looking at Zenitsu hiding behind tanjiro, looking terrified, made it passable.

"It's alright, but if he does that again, I'll punch him." Tanjiro then smiled."That's understandable. Would you like to join us? We're going to the same school after all." He said cheerfully. I thought for a second before answering."Sure, I'll join you."

After that, we started to walk again, I noticed that tanjiro was me shielding from Zenitsu, who was too busy bothering nezuko to annoy me. So it made the walk bearable.

As we entered the school's gates, tanjiro started to talk again. "So, what's your first class (y/n)? Mine's history." Tanjiro asked, showing his schedule, I looked at mine, and I also had history with the teacher rengoku kyojuro.

If I remember correctly, he's very nice to his students, which makes my day easier."I also have history." I was about to ask Zenitsu or nezuko about their classes, but a loud whistling interrupted my thoughts.

We all looked towards the noise and saw a man in a blue tracksuit. He then walked up to us."One no earrings." He said, pointing to tanjiro."and you need to die your hair a natural color." Now he was pointing at Zenitsu, who now was acting normal."B-but this is my natural hai-." He was cut off by the man slapping him across the face."No talking back."

I let out a small chuckle as I left the group to get to class early since I had known the school  from last year. Once I got here, though, it was completely empty, so I sat at a desk awkwardly as I played on my phone.

After a little bit of waiting, I heard the door slam open and close, I immediately turned my head to see Zenitsu panting. As he spotted me, he ran behind me, panicking."(y/n) chan help me! Mr. tomioka won't stop bothering me for my hair!" I was surprised that he was trying to hide behind me.

"Well, I don't know what I can do for you. My class is going to start soon. You should go to yours before you get in trouble with tomioka again."

As I said this, other students walked in and filled the desks. Unsurprisingly, tanjiro sat next to me."I have to agree with (y/n). I'm sure he'll leave you alone.

Zenitsu eventually left begrudgingly, and then I noticed something missing."Hey, tanjiro? Where's nezuko? Did she not have the same class as us?" Tanjiro nodded."I think this is only class that we don't share." I couldn't think of anything else to say as I'm not used to people talking to me, especially for this long.

Thankfully, the awkward silence was short-lived as our teacher finally arrived, a man with yellow hair with red tips, So the dress code doesn't apply to teachers?

"Hello everyone! I'm rengoku kyojuro. I'll be your history teacher for the year!"

He said in a cheerful and powerful tone, waking me fully. He then went on to do the same thing teachers do on the first day, grading, type of work, expected, etc.

Then the thing I dreaded most. Introducing ourselves. After a few students, it was my turn."I'm (y/n) (l/n), my family owns a business in town it's lovely to meet you all." I hoped that it sounded nice enough. However, it seemed to catch the attention of the teacher."The last name (l/n) seems familiar to me. Please meet me after class."

My mind went blank with embarrassment, so I didn't pay attention to tanjiro's introduction. Except for the fact his family owns a bakery, which was interesting.

This is going to be a long day.....

[platonicyanderewrighter]

I think I'm going to delete some posts and start over tbh....

[platonicyanderewrighter]

Platonic Professor turo, sada and arven

Turo

-i can see him trying to get you involved with the time machine, heck he will most likely give you a paradox pokemon.

-he's the more paranoid one of your parents, like he'll insist you stay by his side whenever you're not with sada or arven.

-he'll get rid of anyone he views as a detriment to your mental well-being (bullies, Rivals, etc.)

-turo perfers to kill them in a clean way his favorite would be accidents, since it will hurt and if they do survive they'll stay away from you.

Sada

-she's much more leaniant compared to turo, letting you explore and learn. However she is still somewhat strict with rules.

-i can see your parents arguing about which paradox pokemon you can have.

-she'll target anyone she views as a danger to you, perfering a more violent method of elimination. She'll give them one last lesson they'll never use.

Arven

-he's the security camera for turo and sada. And he's used to his because your parents are also yandere for him as well.

-he's very chill and isn't too isolating and let's you do whatever as long as it doesn't get yourself hurt.

-he's the person to go to if you want to get a break from your parents.

[platonicyanderewrighter]

I'm going to work on writing for demon slayer again unless you want me to write for something else.

[platonicyanderewrighter]

how would jojo's villains react if S/O were a friend of one of the jojos, such as giorno, jolyne or josuke

I don't wright romantic fics (if this was request for something like that)

But I can give you platonic villains i hope this suffices 🥲

Platonic jojo villains with a (y/n) whos friends with one of the jojo's

Child reader

And kinda yandereish (platonic)

Kira

Him being angry would a understatement.

He just wanted a quiet life with his child and he was somewhat close to it when he replaced Kosaku Kawajiri and he "adopted" you later.

So when you talked about how you befriended josuke and his gang you better believe your freedoms are going to be taken away.

You're going on house arrest for awhile.

Dio

He would be surprised that you even met any of the jojos

Because you were locked in his mansion and not allowed to go outside in the first place.

I think as punishment he'll kill them infont of you.

Kars

He'd be VERY angry at you, why would you betray him like this?

You should better believe you'll be attached to his hip or you will be locked in a cage in the dark.

He'll might also make you starve for a few days only giving you water every few days.

Sorry for not writing in a long while I lost motivation 🙇‍♀️

[platonicyanderewrighter]

I wonder what went wrong in my childhood that made me see Kars as a father figure 💀

[platonicyanderewrighter]

(Y/n) reactions to the platonic yandere jjba villains

Kira going on his quite life rant

Doppio being overly clingy and controlling

Pillarmen just being in the same room

Dio trying to flirt with their sister

Diavolo just being a bastard

Pucci simping for both dio and (y/n)'s sister

[platonicyanderewrighter]

Platonic yandere jojo villains (pt.2)

"Leave me alone"

(Pt.2)

(Tw): light yandere themes

I just got my school uniform after me and my sister went shopping for some things for my room. I was just glad to get out of there the fights between the men were more annoying than frightening at this point.

My sister is one of the few things that get them to stop. However the fights are toned down a bit when I'm out of my room.

The only ones that truly intimates you are Kars, Esidisi, and Wamuu. Thare fucking huge I never seen anyone that big! I always make sure to stay away from them.

The only thing that annoys you today is that Doppio and kira came along. However kira is much more bearable than Doppio as long as he doesn't do his monolog about a quite life.

He's quite like me and wants a "normal" life although your definition of normal is different from his

You were trying to stay away from Doppio but if i slowed my walking down he would to. It's not like he was touching me but he was too close for comfort.

So when you saw a bookstore you snuck away from them so you can have a little time to yourself.

After a few minutes you found a book you wanted but it was just out of your reach

(Kira): why aren't you with your sister?

(Y/n): holy shi-. I'm not with them because I need some time alone.

(Kira): understandable.

I started to reach the for the book again, kira saw that I was struggling to reach the book and he got it for me.

(Y/n): thanks.

I quickly paid and started walking away Kira followed me.

(Y/n): hay kira. Can I ask a question? Do you know why Doppio is so clingy towards me like it was somewhat bearable, but now it's driving me crazy!

(Kira): I don't know either, he is usually clingy towards your sister. But if you want my opinion he is more bearable than the others they always cause chaos.

I couldn't help but glare at him

(Y/n): but you can leave! Your one of the most normal out of the rest of them!

Kira just nodded. I can't wait for school i can get away from the chaos and make more friends so I can get away longer.

Once we met back up with my sister and Doppio he started to go on a rant about how I shouldn't run off without telling him and your sister.

I kinda shut my mind off so I don't have to hear the same lecture over and over.

(Sister): calm down Doppio she was with kira also she can handle herself.

(Doppio):.......fine.

Time skip

When we got home I made a b-line back to my room i knew I had other things to bring to my room but I needed a few minutes alone.

But since I was lost in my thoughts I didn't notice Kars walking down the hallway.........until I ran into his leg.

(Y/n internally): fuck.

(Y/n):............ sorry.

I really picked up my pace to my room borderline jogging. Kars is one of the few people that I'm terrified of especially when he's angry.

Though I didn't see if he was angry or not i because i zoomed off

When I walked downstairs to get the rest of my stuff I heard the others talking about how I should be home schooled.

I didn't really pay attention to who was talking but I just zoomed back to my room. I jumped on my bed and started to read my book I just bought.

I was just about to finish the first chapter when I heard my sister call up to me

(Sister): y/n! Please come down here for a second!

(Y/n): damnit.

When I walked down the stairs I saw Doppio and kira talking with my sister. I didn't want to deal with this but if it meant I wouldn't be bothered later i guess I can get over it.

(Y/n): you need something?

(Sister): so me, Doppio, and kira were talking about homeschooling would you want to do something like that?

(Y/n): no. i perfer to go to school and besides I already have my uniform.

(Sister): okay I figured you wouldn't like the idea of home schooling.

(Doppio): why not? I think you would do better if you were home schooled.

(Kira): drop it Doppio.

Seeing that they didn't need anything i went back into my room. Though it was boring to stay in my room you were left alone.

Hearing some little steps outside my door and some scraping.........

(Y/n): wtf?

[platonicyanderewrighter]

Platonic yandere Jonathan Joestar?

He is your best friend and he will make sure he keeps that title

He will protect you with his life

He will fight your bullies but he might not always win

You are his reason to get stronger

He sees you as his little sister even if you are older than him

Anyone who courts you has to be approved by him

If they aren’t approved he will quietly get rid of them by scaring them off

You might think that nobody will be worthy but if he finds someone who is pure of heart and a gentleman he’ll let them court you

He’s more involved in your love life than his own

If he could have his way he’d have you move in with him and live with him for the rest of your life so he can protect you

He’s surprisingly very tactful when manipulating you and nobody outside can tell either

He’s just a gentleman after all

When Dio comes into the picture he will be extra protective over you

He might actually try to kill Dio if he starts to target you

He will use force to make sure you are okay

If something ever happened to you he’d drop everything to be by his little sister’s side

If you tell him to go away he will be heartbroken but he will keep his distance from you but he will still be there

He will keep you safe he promises you that