#Yandere co-star

[heartfullofleeches]

Clown Doll Reader with a few different Yans (Lab Monster, Murder Clowns, Crime Boss, Bodyguard and Co-Host)

"Introducing the new Cloudy Acres Talking Clown Doll! Equipped with over a hundred phrases - this extra soft, extra cuddly plush will be all yours for ages of fun, friendship, and when you're in need of a big hug. Cherry scented!"

Lab Monster

The recording pauses. Beady eyes swift to anger center on the doll held in spindly limbs, a medium for the entity's rage found in the stitched smile. Its dripping jowls nuzzle and nip at the soft fabric skin; slinder talons yanking the toy's plastic cord.

"Are you having a good day? Mine's spectacular, cause I'm with you!"

The creature croons, raising its pitch to match the toy's bubbly air. "Youuu." It sinks its face into the doll's plush body, chirping and cooing with glee. Its coarse tongue tears at the doll's mouth stitching at it drags the slippery muscle back up to its lips, screwing into the fabric. The onlookers immediately look away, turning to face each other.

"I still don't see the reason we enable it so much. It's speech recognition has improved greatly, but this attachment to this television host could be a crutch in the future."

"Its hostility levels have greatly decreased since this introduction to the outside world. We only have one caretaker out on medical leave now rather than four in a body bag."

"True, but I still think we should cut these ties eventually."

"We really shouldn't have this discussion on free dress day. I can clearly see the signed shirt you're wearing."

Murder Clowns

The group of technicolor fiends crowd around their leader with their own mini idols in arms as said ringling pulls the string on their doll and holds it in the air.

"Smile!"

Cheers and hollers rivaling crowds twenty times their number break out within the group; the screams of those beside them as infectionous as the little clown's happy jingle and rebounding off each other. One of the clown's holding the truck driver at the back corner of the vehicle lightly smacks the back of his head - tears flowing anew.

"That means you too."

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Crime Boss

The tired store clerk rubs sleep from their eyes as they look up at the imposing figure. "Please- we haven't unloaded the shipment of those dolls yes. I'm sure you're child can wait until tomorrow morning..."

The boss nods at their on hand lackey. Without hesitation, they pull the gun from their holster and point it at his face. "I'm sure others can wait, but I have a meeting at dawn and I'd like to take what's mine before those greasy brats damage the whole stock so if you would be so kind - hand over the fucking keys."

Bodyguard and Co-Host

"Dont look so down. Lemme kiss everything better! Mwah, mwah."

Your bodyguard pushes the doll out of their face, swallowing the urge to your co-star in their puckered lips no matter how hard it fights to the surface. Mini you's were strapped to them everywhere the eye could see. From their hoodie pockets to their arms and atop their head - your co-star happily showed off their collect and used them to tease your poor guard.

"Look at this one. Limited edition, and they glow in the dark. Not supposed to come out unless next year! Such a cutie aren't they?"

"I don't care. Leave me alone." Your bodyguard pushes past your co-star who juggles the plushies and uses their body as a cushion before they hit the ground. Your guard speed walks away, glancing around every corner with each turn. Alone in your dressing room, they pull a doll from their pocket and tug its wire.

"I love you!"

They flush, smiling from ear to ear.

[thehauntedetheral]

YANDERE ASSASIN

Requests are open !

• You and your husband has been married for 2 years now. And you were happy with each other.

• You are an accountant for a company while your husband is an engineer.

• You were like any other normal couple working, eating dinner together, going out on weekends, doing the usual day to day stuff.

• But one thing you didn't knew was that well your husband is an fake engineer who pretends to be one.

• In reality he is a most sought after assasin who is hired to kill top level people.

• The "I have to go out for two days for a project darling" is nothing but a excuse he gives you to go and kill his target in another state.

• Have guns hidden in various places in your shared home for " safety purpose ".

• One time you found one of his gun and asked him why is it here? "Hehe well darling the crime rate is increasing day by day I bought it for us for our safety I even have a legal licence for the gun." (Yes a licence for being an assasin)

• This is the same man who melts into your arms, follows you around the house like a puppy, looks at you like you hung the moon and stars and also the same man who doesn't miss his target even from miles and shoots them mercilessly.

• Hits all the target in a shooting game giving you a huge stuffed teddy bear while saying "Beginner's luck, baby."

• Yan vowed in the beginning phase of his job that he would never get married due to his job risk but you entered his life, made him break his vow as he asked you to marry him after falling so desperately in love with you. How couldn't he? You are just so damn perfect.

• You mentioned in a conversation to him casually how a co worker creeped you out by his staring. Boom from next day the co-worker now always avoids you like plague. (Because some unknown assasin threatened his life if he ever came near you)

• He has never been guilty in his life for killing people or having it as job but becomes guilty in a millisecond when he sees you sad thinking how bad of a husband I am? And to make all the clarifications clear you were not sad due to him you were just having your usual period mood swings. Because no way in hell this man would ever make you sad. Before making you cry he would shoot himself with his own gun.

• You both were watching an assasin movie on a weekend and you said how good looking and skilled that assasin the movie character is.

Meanwhile Yan's Mind : Control your self yan no need to be jealous you are better than that freaking stupid looking loser assasin. y/n just doesn't know. Control.

• Yan at a Halloween night comes home after shooting his target with a little blood on his clothes wearing his assasin black clothes and a gun in hand knowing full well that you are at your friend's house. Only to be surprised that you are at home throwing him a suprise Halloween party with others. You looking at him with a confused look as he stands on doorstep shocked.

Yan : Suprise baby!!! I came up dressed up as an assain that you liked in that movie. I hope you like it. (Saying with an akward smile while telling himself to not be so reckless next time)

Meanwhile the people at party who know the true Yan : 🧍‍♂️

• Is so damn protective of you due to his work line that whenever he leaves for days makes sure your friend stays with you and making sure you are safe through all the hidden cameras spread all over the house.

• He loves you a lot. He might be a deadly assasin to the whole world but he is just a normal engineer madly in love with you who just wants to devour you whole so no one else can have you.

• Reader to their friends : My husband won't ever hurt a fly.

Meanwhile Yan listening to this conversation: 🧍‍♂️

• When he is off duty he just spoils you with his cooking and spending all his time with you cuddling watching shows and just talking.

• Prays to god that you never found out about his true job afraid that you would get scared and leave him.

For more yandere reading :

[aayakashii]

soooo I wrote this for the art god @devotion-disorder because

1- they're one of my favorite artists ever!!!!!!! And they're someone who portrays yanderes in such a 😙🤌 chef's kiss way that I can't help but admire

2- I am obsessed with their oc kuuya

but if you'd rather I delete it, just let me know!!

Warnings: NSFW, yandere behavior, unhealthy obsession !!! Minors DNI !!!

Part 2 of this fic here <3

The skin on the nape of your neck prickled, making you shiver at the strange sensation.

The steady gaze outside your window was so piercing and unmoving that it could be as sharp as needles nicking your skin.

Although, if you were to be fully honest, it felt more like a knife.

It would be just another night, if it wasn't for the fact that your co-worker lurked outside your house.

"Kuuya", you mouthed his name, just to feel how it moves against your lips, because you could never really say it during daytime without having him spiral headfirst into a meltdown.

Kuuya was a disaster.

He never talked to you.

You would sometimes catch him staring at you during work, which made him blush like an anime schoolgirl, but that was the extent of his interaction with you.

He was a regular employee, didn't stand out much, nor caused problems. He was just... there. Constantly looking exhausted, with his back hunched and in the verge of a mental breakdown.

And you were so attracted to that mess of a man.

Your friends would probably frown and sigh if they knew, but they were also pretty much aware of your type: sickly victorian-looking men, anemic, with extremely dark circles under their eyes, who probably sneeze a lot and shake like chihuahuas.

And, hey, that was Kuuya to a T. How could you not have a crush on him?

You soon realized, however, that he probably had a few screws loose.

It started slow, a few things going missing. First it was a pen, then some of your hair ties, then old post-it notes you had forgotten about, until their absence reminded you of their existence.

These things were inconsequential.

You wouldn't even notice their disappearance, if it wasnt for the fact that one day you saw Kuuya with a fluffy hair tie that looked way too similar to yours to be a coincidence. It even had the same little star charm that yours had.

And then you noticed the pens, carefully placed inside a cup near his computer.

And the erasers, the post-its, the pencils, all the other office appliances that you were pretty sure were yours.

But they weren't, right?

That was just your fertile imagination playing tricks on you.

Right?

One day, just to erase this silly idea from your head – I mean, you were probably just paranoid – you waited until you saw Kuuya take a break from his assignments and make his way to the bathroom.

You observed through the corner of your eyes how he stared at you while making his way to the other side of the office, anxiously shaking your leg as you mentally egged him to hurry up and go to the damn toilet.

As soon as you were sure he was inside and you were out his sight, you bolted towards his desk, earning a few pissed off glances from your other coworkers.

You had to work quickly though, since you didnt know how long he would take to come back. Looking over your shoulder constantly, you opened the drawers under his desk, searching for something and feeling silly all the while (what if you're the crazy paranoic one for real?), until your hands haphazardly touched some papers and you heard the sound of crinkles.

Looking over your shoulder one more time to make sure he wasn't around, you lifted the papers and mouthed a silent "oh." as you saw what was underneath them.

Dozens and dozens of candy wrappers, discarded notes and even more of those old post-its laid organized in what you could say was impeccable fashion, if it wasnt for the fact that it was all trash.

Your trash.

In the back, you saw some plastic bags with questionable contents, but your anxiety was in an all time high and you decided to just put things back were they were and close the drawer.

You had your confirmation. He WAS crazy and you were still paranoid, but at least you were right.

You made way back to your desk and sighed, sitting down.

Conflicted feelings pooled in your gut.

You knew all of that meant that he was indeed crazy and obsessed and potentially dangerous, but also... you couldn't really deny the excitement that made butterflies fly all around in your stomach and the giddy feeling that made your heart race with expectations – of what, you didn't know.

And as these feeling swarmed you, you failed to realize the pair of eyes that were locked tight onto your figure from the very start.

If Kuuya could properly express his feelings, he would be moaning and whining in pure despair.

They saw everything. They saw where he keeps all his treasures he had been collecting for the past months.

But why?! Why did they even think about looking for that? Has Kuuya been acting too obvious? But he made sure he wouldn't be too creepy! Well, at least not as creepy as he truly wanted to be. How was that happening all of a sudden?!

The taste of copper interrupted his mental breakdown and he looked down at his thumb, where tiny droplets of blood appeared after he anxiously chewed it.

"It's okay, it's fine" he kept repeating in his mind, like a mantra. He'd just need to see how you'd act around him after that.

If you stopped interacting with him (even if most of those interactions were just good mornings and good evenings coming from YOU), he would probably just... end it all for once. Or maybe kidnap you so you wouldn't run away. Whatever crossed his mind first.

With his heart beating loud on his chest, Kuuya walked back to his seat and forced himself to work, spreadsheets and numbers flashing on his mind, unnoticed.

All he could think was of your hands rummaging through his drawers.

Oh god, your hands touched his things.

Kuuya exhaled sharply, rubbing his thighs together to alleviate the sudden discomfort in his groin. What would he do if you never even looked at his direction again? Sure, you could even report him to the HR, but not being able to see you was a fate worse than being fired!

His mind tumbled, wandering through every worst scenario possible, and in his despair, he didn't notice it was already time to clock out.

"Good evening, Kuuya." You say as you pass by him, nodding your head, with a tight smile.

'Huh?'

Kuuya stares at nothing in front of him, until the fact that you talked to him registers in his mind.

'HUH?'

You talked to him?

Wait.

Did you really see what was in his drawers? Was he just hallucinating? No, there's no way he was. He saw how your colleagues stared at you when you ran to his table. They SAW you. Just like he did. So you saw everything. And you don't hate him? What the fuck. You don't find him disgusting? What? What the hell.

He didn't understand.

He couldn't understand.

He had to understand.

And so, he led himself towards your house, hiding in the bushes right in front of your bedroom window.

How lucky was he that you didn't live in an apartment building?

He was there to understand you better. Just for that. And it'd be just this time, he swore. Just to see what was up with you.

His breath was ragged and heavy and his cheeks burned red. He bit his bottom lip tightly to keep any moan from escaping as he palmed himself through his pants, while he watched the way you stripped yourself of your work clothes.

Quickly undoing his belt buckle and his pants, he let himself be completely overtaken by pure lust and began pumping his dick mercilessly as he was graced with just a little bit more of your skin, right in front of him.

He saw you sigh as you got rid of your pants and his eyes rolled back, imagining how you'd sound if he was the one taking your clothes off.

Oh, what would he give to be able to jump through your window and grab one of your dirty clothes and get drunk on your scent...

The thought made him buck his hips forward clumsily, and he gritted his teeth, hard.

Well, fuck.

He panted, while he observed the way his cum dripped from the leaves of the bush, and as coherent thoughts started flowing back to his mind, he suddenly hoped he wasn't moving too much to catch your attention.

You hadn't even looked his way, so he was safe, right?

Right?

You rubbed your thighs together as you kept your back turned to the window. The windowpane was open, in order to allow the wind to flow through your bedroom, and due to this little fact, you could hear a faint sound coming from the plants right in front of your window.

A quiet, almost indiscernible (if you weren't paying close attention) plap plap plap sound.

You bit your lip to keep your grin from spreading through your lips.

The dumbass was masturbating! Right there! Right in front of your room!

You sighed, feeling the heat pool in between your legs, but controlled your instinct to pull him out from wherever he was and fuck him silly in your bedroom.

You desired him so fucking much. You thrived in his attention, like a sunflower leaning towards rays of light.

The thing is: while you loved his obsession, you were also deathly afraid that he would lose interest in you as soon as he found out how much you also wanted him.

Much like a cat who discards a prey. Except this cat was wet, sad, pathetic and still, you were ridiculously eager to keep playing dead so he would put his grimy, sticky little paws on you just a little bit more.

How would Kuuya feel, you wondered, if he knew you were as obsessed with him as much as he was with you?

[suiana]

(yandere! co-actor x gn! co-actor reader) (theyre co-stars who act as lovers n have to act like they love each other but they actually don't)

"but oh, darling, how i adore your face in all its glory..."

"cut!"

your co-actor immediately pulls away from you, face scrunching up in disgust as he completely refuses to acknowledge your presence. you do the same, wiping your hand with a cloth as you walk to the opposite side of the set.

yes, the two of you were co-stars who secretly hated each other. shocking.

to be honest, it was shocking because you didn't hate him initially. you had actually admired him and even wanted to act together in a movie! he was once your idol after all.

and by some stroke of luck, your manager had gotten you the opportunity to be a co-star on a romance-horror movie that was predicted to be the biggest film of all time.

but now that you had achieved that dream... you really wish it hadn't come true. for people's facades come down once you get to know them.

you and him did not get along at all. constantly butting heads, fighting over the littlest of things... yet, you two manage to act out the roles of obsessed lovers who would die for one another.

the fact that the movie was about how you (the love interest) and him (the male lead) were dating and how he would go crazy and stuff-

ugh you can't believe you had to act this out! you're too annoyed to even think straight now! like, what kind of false reality is this?!

...

well i mean, it is kinda your job as an actor to sell a false reality but still! the way you two can pull a 180 each time you have to get on set is crazy!

"oi you, don't breath all up in my face next time. yoy are repulsive."

"we're literally supposed to stand close to one another! how am i not supposed to do that-"

"then don't breathe."

"you two stop it!"

the director barks at the two of you, shaking his head as the both of you roll your eyes. seriously, to everyone else it looks like little kids who are fighting over the smallest of things. how childish!

"we're gonna be filming the next scene. get in position!"

you begrudgingly walk over to the middle of the set at the familiar phrase, getting into place as your co-star unwillingly holds you in an intimate pose. with him pressed up against a wall and you pinning him up against said wall.

you shudder in disgust as the cameras begin rolling once more. ew, you really can't understand what you used to see in him. like he's so dramatic and sassy! what-

"ack!"

your eyes widen as you see him shiver fearfully, a spider crawling on his head. what the hell?! where did this spider come from?!

you wanted to back away from your co-star but the second you saw how his eyes started to water, the way his lower lip trembled... you knew you couldn't just leave him to suffer. even when you hated him.

"don't move..."

you mumble, eyebrows furrowing slightly as you use a shaky hand to approach the spider. hm... it's not like you were scared it's just... why's it so big?

you gulp nervously, eyes widening slightly as you watch the spide crawl up your arm. damn, if you were a bit more of a coward...

you set the spider on a nearby desk, humming softly as you let out a shaky sigh of relief. oh well, at least it's over.

as you were drinking some water, your co actor couldn't help but feel his heart race, cheeks flushed red as he tries to regulate his breathing. what the hell? why is he getting so flustered over you getting close to him?

his eyes drift to your figure, taking in your carefree attitude. he quickly looks away as your eyes glance at his staring. hiding his face in his hands, he huffs and turns around, grumbling something about you as he feels his heart rate spike even more.

all he can think about as the rest of the shoot goes on was whether you had looked this beautiful before.

[mrsdarkandyandere7]

❤ Yandere Actor ❤

▶ This is a yandere/dark work and it may contain triggering content so please READ THE WARNINGS before. Do not read if minor.

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Female reader

WARNINGS: Obsession; Manipulation.

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◾ Yandere! Actor who feels like he’s been hit and runned over by a truck when he meets you for the first time at the script reading for his latest movie. The moment he encounters your eyes, gosh, boy is a goner.

Whipped.

In love.

Bamboozled.

Out of his mind.

The way his stomach whirls in a lovely storm should be illegal.  

◾ Yandere! Actor that falls for you fast and hard, hardly believing that destiny has landed you on his lap as you are his co-star, the female lead of his rom-com - his romantic interest - both in the movie as in real life.

You’re so cute and precious. Not as smoking hot or pretty as many of his plastic-fake co-stars but he’s drawn to you, like a bee to honey. 

◾ Yandere! Actor who is not shy when it comes to showing his heavy interest for you.

A part of you realizes how much of a red flag he is and you just hope he doesn’t turn out to be those superstars that take advantage of younger actresses. 

But strangely enough, he appears to be fully content in just listening to you, asking you a million questions about your life and about your interests, hobbies,...

You feel a tinge of awkwardness as he inches closer to you, devotedly drinking up each word that comes out of your glossed lips as if he’s enamored with your voice. 

◾ Yandere! Actor who shows up at your trailer for more private script readings or to practice your lines for a particular scene. Lots of ramblings about how pretty you are, how you’re going to be the next Hollywood star and that he can definitely help you out with that.

You smile and accept his compliments, trying your best to be polite even though he makes you uncomfortable. 

◾ Yandere! Actor who is incredibly annoying and inconsiderate of other people - that’s what you discover when the shooting process begins.

He completely disregards your feelings and oversteps boundaries, frequently making you extremely uncomfortable when he yells at the staff because your morning coffee was slightly cold or because someone didn’t put your trailer right next to his.

Despite feeling so bad for the low-ranking staff members, you feel grateful enough that you’re not on the receiving end of his anger. 

◾ Yandere! Actor that acts like you’re both in a committed relation when the promotions start. During interviews, you’re stunned in the realization that he is very much invested in acting like there is something secret going on between you.

The intimate placement of his hand on your thigh, those intense looks he gives you, the way he incessantly compliments and overates your acting skills. Draping his arm around your shoulder, being a sweetheart to you.

It shouldn’t even be a surprise as fans start to ship you, the two of you becoming the new hot topic of the internet and much to your surprise, your movie is a commercial hit.

All because everyone wants to see your chemistry on the big screen. 

◾ Yandere! Actor who one night, during a red carpet, takes the chance to confide to you that he loves you. And right there, in front of all the cameras, he gets down on one knee and pulls the prettiest diamond ring.

Barely even waits for your stumbling answer, before pushing the tight ring down your finger, making you his. 

And if you try to deny him, trust me, he can show a side of him that you won’t like.

[hana-no-seiiki]

it is in my belief that Damian gets sucked into stories so quickly and easily that sometimes it’s hard for him to actually tell the difference between reality and fiction

like we’ve seen the way he comments on pride & prejudice, and the way he reads manga. can you blame him? he didn’t really get that much exposure to things that didn’t serve whatever agenda his parents had.

now imagine this, yandere! damian wayne with actor or pop idol s/o.

i’ve already written about the latter so for now we’ll be focusing on the former.

actor! reader who naturally has romantic scenes with other actors.

you were usually the childhood friend, the second lead, or a sibling of the main character. as such you never really kissed on screen.

it just so happens that after you got together with damian that you had one

and probably one mildly explicit segg scene or two

damian just freaks

like first of all why didn’t you tell him!?!

and second of all?!? how dare you cheat on him on screen??! in front of the eyes of millions (mostly cause he insisted on sponsoring the advertisement of your movies) ?!?

you keep telling him that it was all fake. even having him talk with your intimacy director and what not. hell your co-star is dating someone else!

but damian just can’t handle seeing you that way with someone else, real or not

he’s relentless. you end up getting railed til sunrise, while your co-star’s career just disintegrates. literally erased from the internet and everywhere else. he does the same for the directors, producers, writers and whatnot as well.

and last but not least, he fires all of your agents before making sure the new ones always report to him for all your roles.

you take note to notify him if ever next time, otherwise you’re sure he won’t hesitate to take down your career as well.

[der7py]

Yandere Radio host x reader

Victor Rodriguez was the most popular radio host there was to date! He had late night talks shows, was always on the evening and morning radio, and was super charismatic! Only problem? He didn't have a co-star. But you'd make a lovely co-star.

Warnings: Mature language, addresses being leaked (only to yandere), stalking, car tampering, hero complex, mentions of abusive households

You swear that Victor was always on the air! Day and night, on every station. You could've sworn nobody listened to radio anymore! But apparently, with this new hotshot, everybody did now.

It's not that you disliked the man. He didn't do anything wrong. Surprisingly, unlike other radio hosts, he wasn't that boastful. But you were just sick of hearing him all the damn time.

Eventually, you tuned in (your friends wanted you to listen to him for once), and you made the mistake of accidentally calling in.

"Hello, this is Victor Rodriguez speaking! Who do I have the pleasure of talking to?" Oh wow, he answered the radio like it was just a normal contact in his phone!

You two had a surprising, really meaningful conversation! He didn't talk over you, poke fun at you for his listeners, and actually remembered things about you in the short time you talked.

You actually emailed him (he has a work email), and he responded back! You two emailed for a bit before exchanging numbers since you had made plans to hang out with him!

_______________________

Shit! You were running late! Your car just wouldn't start, and now you don't even know if he's still there. But before you could call a mechanic, a black car pulled into your driveway, and a very concerned Victor immediately jumped out of his car. "Are you okay? You didn't show up for a while, and I was worried if you got into an accident!" You felt your face heat up and start to turn pink. No man had ever done what he did. Usually, they just got impatient and left at the first minute. But Victor... he actually went looking for you. To make sure you were safe.

"Yeah sorry, my car just won't fucking start." You explained, pointing at your car which was a pretty old model. Victor cocked his head, peering into the car, before looking back at you. "You got tools so we can pop the hood up? Maybe it's the engine." What happened next you had no control over. It was magic even. You opened the hood, grabbed a toolbox out of your garage, and handed it to him. In the next 30 minutes, he had fixed whatever problem your car had.

Victor turned back to look at you with a goofy smile, and you swore your heart was moving a mile too fast. "All done! But the ice cream parlor is probably closing by now. Do you wanna just hang out here?" He asked, and you nodded your head immediately. It was surprisingly a really nice day with him! You both had a cookout, lounged in the sun, and even had a water balloon fight. You were having so much fun, you let one thing slip your mind.

How the hell did he know where you lived.

_______________________

Okay, so maybe he has every caller's address show to him and only him so he can stay safe. It's not his fault! He didn't know if his step-dad was still looking for him.

After he ran away from his abusive household (promising his mother and little siblings, he'd come back and save them from his step-dad's wrath), he immediately got picked up from a small radio station who needed a new radio host after the last one quit.

Clearly, he was better than what he expected because now he had worked his way up to the top radio station and was on nearly every channel!

So when you called in, he just expected a regular old caller, like always. But you... you were different. You actually talked to him. You made him feel alive in a way he didn't know was possible.

So he may have copied your address down just in case he needed to give you a surprise visit, but hey, who's really paying attention? Not him, and apparently not you either cause you did not have a care in the world when he showed up at your house.

You didn't even know that your car was perfectly fine the night before. But it's okay! Because he got to come to the rescue when your car wouldn't start! Even if he was the one who fucked up your engine so he could play hero.

But it's fine! Cause you didn't care, and let him play the hero. You let him be your savior! And that was perfect for him. You were perfect.

Just let him keep playing the hero. You need a hero in this world with someone as perfect as you. Just keep tuning in, and let him save you.

[within-ur-intro-verse]

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 It tears through my head, does it haunt you too by Fandomqueen1124; Series (2 Complete Stories) Rated: T, 14,641 words; Ivan Lives AU

The People By The Corner by JueShi_QingHua; Rated: T, 1,419 words; Till can see dead people.

your gaze (a singular act) by fableowilba_booksandanime; Rated: M, 5,145 words; 4 moments of Ivan loving Till like his god’s most devoted believer, and 1 moment of Till loving him back.

It's Not Love by kuroko99; Rated: G, 1,754 words; Till writes the song for Round 6 and Ivan's reaction to it.

Eyes Like The Night Sky; Glowing In Hues Of The Meteors by 889075534; Rated: T, 4,876 words; Mutal Pining from the Beginning IvanTill

Alternate Universe

First live by akitsukun; Rated: G, 6,736 words; Modern AU - Social Media fic; Idol Ivan is a huge fan of Streamer Till.

No, this isn't a "Y/N" moment. by sybssite; Rated: G, 38,940 words; Modern/Reincarnation AU - Social Media fic, Idol Ivan and Fan Till who remembers their previous life together

I grew a garden within the rot by Dawn_007; Rated: M, 5,029 words; Modern AU/Hanahaki Disease AU - Till tries to force himself to have romantic feelings for Ivan to save him for Hanahaki disease. He is unsuccessful.

a treatise on wingmanning a suicidal yearner by yamscooper; Rated: T, 6,763 words; Modern/College AU with Magical Creatures, MiziSua & IvanTill - Siren Sua & Selkie Ivan

Coffee Flavored Kisses by Silrain; Rated: T, 1,018 words; Modern AU - Cafe fic

Dumb, Dumb, Dumb, Dumb, Dumb, Dumb by erisky; Unrated, words; Actor AU - Ivan tries to drop hints to let Till know he like him. It doesn't work.

kiss me; by justbekind; Rated: T, 8,746 words; Actor AU

brevity is the soul of wit? fuck you then by carlyle (c_a_e_l_a); Modern/College AU - Ivan and Till are both fanfic writers.

break a heart, stitch it right back by yamscooper; Rated: T, 2,749 words; Modern/College AU - Ivan is laughing with someone else and Till is jealous.

read my soul (yes, my soul) by sambal_ij0; Rated: T, 6,585 words; Actor AU

Across the Universe by mochi_star; Rated: T, 5,244 words; Modern/Reincarnation AU; IvanTill reincarnates, meet again, and eventually remember their previous life together

no homo, but in sickness and health by yamscooper; Rated: T, 6,340 words; Modern/College AU; Ivan is sick and Till (begrudgingly) takes care of him.

Lost in Translation by eekinn; Rated: T, 114,719 words; Modern/Celebrity AU - Road Trip Fic. Actor Till and Translator/Writer Ivan

Caution: Hot Liquid Inside by erisky; Rated: T, 4,394 words; Modern AU - Cafe fic. A visiting manager asks Till if he's being harassed by his co-worker Ivan. He has no idea what she's talking about.

Ongoing

Canon Verse

you are more than just a dream. by eriii_lian; Rated: G; Ivan Lives AU

cure (in your gaze, i am seen) by autisticthan, ivanstills (autisticthan); Rated: Unrated; Ivan Lives AU

Learning How The Heart Aches by starsnsoul; Rated: G; Time Loop - Till is struck repeating Round 6 trying to save Ivan. It's harder than it sounds.

Lord, Give Me One More Chance by veevinowrites, whizzinpast (veevinowrites); Rated: M; Till dealing with the aftermath of Round 6, Ivan Lives AU

As The Sky Fall (Let It Crumble) by JueShi_QingHua; Rated: G; Alien Till AU

The other side of the coin by Thehiddensanctuary; Rated: T; IvanTill escapes before Round 6 begins

a prayer, from one shattered universe to the next. by Suisen (Sui_cchi); Rated: M; IvanTill escape together as children

i wouldn't mind by xynzel; Rated: G; Ivan Lives AU

I'll Hold on to You by ScarletRigmor; Rated: T; Till is the first contestant rescued by the Rebels.

To the Me That Haunts You by FallinginBoysLove; Unrated; Till travels back in time and tries to save everyone he cares about.

Falling Stars by Pr0cyOn_lotor; Rated: T; Ivan stays behind after helping Till, Mizi, and Sua escape Anakt Garden.

Alternate Universe

the issue with falling in love with your bandmate by diastrophic; Rated: T, Modern AU - Social Media fic; all the cast are part of the ALNST music group and IvanTill are PR disasters

1VAN by lilluo; Rated: M; College AU with Aliens & Androids - Human college student Till and Android Ivan

cherry boy pride by yamscooper; Rated: T; Modern/College AU - Childhood Friends, Till may have never kissed anyone before but he's determined to prove he's not bad at it

love bites by fromtokyo; Rated: T; Modern/College AU with Mythical Creatures; Ivan is both a vampire and in love with his roommate Till. Till knows neither of these facts.

you taste the silver by Kyirah; Rated: T; Modern AU - Actor Ivan & Streamer Till.

Please Just Confess by sisilim; Rated: M; Modern AU - Time Travel fic. Till's husband dies in a plane crash. He wakes up and realizes he's been sent back in time to the beginning of their arranged marriage. He's going to do things differently this time.

So I Crave, Crave to do it again by Berries20; Rated: T; Modern/High School AU - High School Till has dreams of his previous life.

[kingofbodyrolls]

BTS fic recs: December 2023

HAPPY NEW YEARS!! 🥳 May every single one of you lovely people out there have the best and brightest year to come ✨

I want to thank each and every writer on this list for creating such wonderful stories and art - you are truly amazing ✨ All the fics on this list hold a dear place in my heart 🥹

❗Most of these fics are smutty as hell, so minors dni.❗ 

If you read anything on this list and you like it, please leave a comment to the writer or reblog the original fic’s post 💜And if you want more fic recs you can follow me to stay updated 🙂

BTS fic rec index → May | Jun | Jul | Aug | Sep (jjk)(knj) | Oct (pjm) | Nov (*) | 💜 (ksj)(kth) |

Emoji meaning → angst = 🌩️, smut = 🥵, fluff = 🥰, comedy = 😂, yandere = 😈, thriller/dark = 👻, personal favorites = 💯.

Namjoon

⭐Good Neighbor @sugaurora [0.7K] // knj x f.reader // neighbors!au, winter!au // 🥰🥰🥰

📝 Namjoon’s solitary tendencies versus the cookies. Spoiler: The cookies win.

🗨️ God, this was so fucking sweet 🥹 like sugary sweet fluffy fantastic! I loved it 💖 the way Namjoon just observes oc, and then helping her in the end 👏🏾 even though this is short, it’s fucking brilliant. The writing is just 😘😘 like I wished there was so much more, but I’m also so pleased with just what is 😌

⭐A Word from our Sponsors 💯 @ugh-yoongi [17.5K] // knj x f.reader // podcast!au, f2l, idiots to lovers  // 😂🥵🥰

📝 You’ve co-hosted a podcast with namjoon for three years; have known him even longer. the two of you have always been the picture of platonic, but that hasn’t stopped the internet from doing what the internet does. the shipping? a little weird at first, but you can understand it: two attractive twenty-somethings always in close proximity to one another, obvious (platonic!) chemistry—people have created ships for less. the fanfiction, though? also pretty funny… until you can’t stop thinking about it. 

🗨️ Okay. This. Was. Exceptional ✨🥹 I am slightly speechless, so this review might be short or long or just a rambling of my dainty thoughts. Here goes: it was amazing, seriously one of the best fics I’ve ever read 😭 everything just had that perfect flow, the writing was incredible, like I can’t even speak? The characters, out of this world fantastic ✨ the whole thing, just, perfect. Perfection. I don’t know what else to call it, sorry. The world building and tension was so fucking delicious I just ate it up! 😭 And their banter and chemistry was just off the charts amazing. Perfection. And it was so fucking hilarious too!! Many times I was just laughing or chuckling, like the lovesick fool I am 😂 it was definitely worth it to stay up late tonight to finish this masterpiece ✨ And them reading the fanfiction 💀 😂 priceless ✨👏🏾

Seokjin

⭐The IKEA Test by @yoon-bug [9.1K] // ksj x f.reader // established relationship // 🥵🥰😂

📝 One review on IKEA’s website called the BRIMNES bed frame the leading cause of divorce due to its difficult assembly. You and Seokjin had laughed when you read it. Now, you weren’t so sure.

🗨️ Their banter and all the sexual innuendos are damn hilarious! I thoroughly enjoyed this very much 💜 

⭐I Don’t Think I’m Okay by @ressjeon [4K] // ksj x f.reader // slice of life, idiots to lovers!au, childhood friends!au // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 With many chances wasted, you couldn’t even resist anymore.

🗨️ A cute little Seokjin fic 🥰

⭐Turn Back Time 💯 by @raplinesmoon [13.3K] // ksj x f.reader // time travel!au // 🥵🥰🌩️😂

📝 After total humiliation at his middle school baseball try outs, Kim Seokjin wants nothing more than for his awkward years to fade away until he’s thirty. Cue a magic baseball glove, and his wish is finally granted. Seokjin suddenly wakes up seventeen years later, now the star pitcher of the team he’d always dreamed of playing for. Confused and overwhelmed at the prospect of the new life waiting for him, he turns to the only person who seems to understand him — you. Will Seokjin learn what it truly means to be thirty, flirty, and thriving? Or will he find himself wishing he could turn back time?

🗨️ Seokjin’s childhood/school was just, ugh, I really felt heartache for thirteen year old Seokjin 🥹 So very common as a kid, to wish you’re older – and then it’s just not what he expected at all. I really loved it! There were a few times I was laughing so damn hard, times where I was shedding a few tears as well. Just, incredibly good; very well written, the story was captivating and motivating, just yeah, brilliant. (Sorry, I’m suddenly bad with words). I loved the ‘lessons’ he learned, and then having the luxury (I’m using that word because we don’t have that irl) of going back to his childhood (almost like starting over) and damn it was good 👏💯

Yoongi

⭐Sinful Lust [series; ongoing] 💯 by @oddinary4bts [wordcount loading…] // myg x jjk x f.reader // established relationship, bisexual boyfriend!Yoongi, slice of life // 🥵🌩️

📝In an attempt to spice up your bedroom life with your boyfriend Min Yoongi, you suggest bringing another man into the action. Yoongi seems reluctant at first, but when you mention his friend Jeon Jungkook, he can’t deny his attraction. All that’s left to do is to convince Jungkook into participating…

🗨️  Holy 😱 😱 😱 this is just completely unadulterated sin 🥵🫣 I can not describe how much I love this fic! It has A LOT of angst and at times it’s just sad reading how each character falls apart 😭 it’s amazing! If you’re into stories that will have you question your own morals and who to root for, this is for you 💖

⭐In Between the Pages of You [series; ongoing] @unique-high [wordcount loading…] // myg x f.reader // s2l // 🥰😂🌩️

📝 Yoongi fell in love with you. A girl he had never even met before. Knew everything that you were made up of within 96 pages of a worn red journal with a nirvana sticker on front, with coffee and tea-stained pages that also smelled of lilacs and summer. 

🗨️ I can already tell that this story will be amazing; it’s so sweet, cute and tender. The storyline/idea is really cute and fluffy, like who wouldn’t love that?? 😭 And as someone who wrote countless journals as a teen, this one just hits differently. It’s so cute and the concept is gold 💜 I really, really look forward to reading the next chapters and what Yoongi will uncover of OC through her journal. And if he can return it to her sometime and they meet! 🥹

⭐F*ck Christmas 💯 @sailoryooons [23.4K] // myg x f.reader // f2l // 🥰🥵

📝 Making hating Christmas your entire personality was never the plan. Then again, it seems bad things only ever happen around Christmas - like discovering your fiancé cheating on you, forcing you to move back to your sleepy hometown. But Min Yoongi happens to love Christmas, and if there is one thing your very stubborn childhood crush is going to do, it’s try to reignite your Christmas spirit. Even if he has to force-feed it to you with gingerbread cookies and too-sweet eggnog. 

🗨️ Gosh, I remember reading this sometime last year and it was perfection - it still is! ✨ It’s so so so fucking good. If you haven’t read it, please do so 🥹 it’s also one of the best Christmasy fics 💜

Hoseok

⭐Ho Ho Horrible 💯 @ugh-yoongi [5.6K] // jhs x f.reader // e2l, neighbor!au, holiday!au // 🥵🥰😂

📝 (or, the one where your neighbor is a relentless christmas caroler and refuses to take a hint, but at least he's really hot.)

🗨️ No– this was just so freaking cute! 😭 Like fluffy cute and also extremely funny, just what I love. I loved this so much 💜 OC’s friendship with Tae, their banter was 💯 and then with Hobi, just so so good! It was so cute and OC’s internal dialogue is just funny 😂A really cute holiday themed Hoseok fic that I can’t recommend enough!!!! Everything was just great. Had me smiling and giggling a few times – please go read it 🥹💜

⭐Started with a Sparkle, now we’re on Fire @the-boy-meets-evil [6.5K] // jhs x f.reader // f2l // 🥵

📝 You're feeling self conscious about your recent break-up and hoseok is more than happy to teach you a thing or two.

🗨️ Really really good! I really liked it 💜 I really loved how both sweet and demanding Hoseok was, guiding oc through everything.

Jimin

⭐Couchsurfer 💯 @heartbeatan [6K] // pjm x f.reader // s2l // 🥵🥰

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🗨️ Omg this was so fucking good! 💯 First, really well written and the pacing was lovely, even though it’s short and one night they spend together 🥹 the build up of their tension and their chemistry was off the charts! So impeccably done! Fuck. I loved it ✨ it’s insane how good this story is and Jimin is just so sweet, romantic and nasty 🥵 I can’t tell you how turned on I got by the description of how Jimin handled OC, like damn 🥵 this is so fucking good, please don’t sleep on the this beauty 💖 Normally, I’m not one for one night stands, because I catch feelings for the characters, but this has a lovely ending that I loved - so fucking good!

Lol. Can not stop screaming about this one. Please go read it, fuck. PLEASE 😌 ✨

⭐Paper Hearts @namfinessed [9K] // pjm x f.reader // f2l, college!au // 🥰

📝 hearts fragile like paper, tear it or don’t?

🗨️ I think it is both cute and heartwarming, with their foolishness and stubbornness towards each other. I loved how the fic becomes full circle with the description of love by both Jimin and reader and then again at the end - really, really beautiful! 😍 I really loved this, it was well written, their friendship and love really shined through too! If you haven’t read this one yet, you really should 💜

Taehyung

⭐The Wannabe-Photographer Chronicles [series] by @gimmethatagustd [14K] // kth x f.reader // frenemies to lovers // 🥵

📝 You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s hipster, wannabe-photographer ass. You’re so tired of Kim Taehyung’s stupid smile and stupid jokes and stupid way of getting under your skin and sticking in your brain.

🗨️ At first I did not realize that this was a series, therefore I’ve linked to the masterlist, lol. Anyway, this series is just so fucking hot, like WHAT 🥵 There’s a lot of banter and their mutual ‘hatred’ for each other just makes this hit incredible hard. Really amazing ✨

⭐Loverboy 💯 by @kookslastbutton [7.1K] // kth x f.reader // established relationship // 🥵🥰🌩️

📝 After a startling conversation with your coworkers, you start feeling insecure about your sexual prowess. You don't initiate as much, you haven't worn lingerie yet, and you're still timid about doing much seducing with your body–are you giving your boyfriend boring sex? Taehyung reassures you that you are perfect and have nothing to worry about.

🗨️ These coworkers gotta go, okay?! 😠🤣 Planting seeds of doubt in OC’s head, no, no. Tae to the rescue!! He is so sweet in this too, yes a real ‘loverboy’ 😍 Gosh and then best friend Jimin - that was just pure gold, their relationship and how he helps OC 🥹 That is friendship goals!! A sweet, loving and comforting Taehyung fic - I loved it ✨

⭐Hush, yeah? [series; ongoing/hiatus] by @kithtaehyung [wordcount loading…] // kth x f.reader // brother’s best friend!au, music festival!au // 🥵

📝 Who knew an innocent accident could turn things so dirty..

🗨️ Pure gold ✨ — I don’t really have much to say, except GO READ IT.

⭐Under wraps by @jungkxook [15K] // kth x f.reader // e2l, fake dating // 🥵🥰

📝 There’s nothing you and taehyung seem to hate more than each other - except for christmas. having recently been dumped by your (now ex) boyfriend only seems to make this holiday even worse. but when taehyung suggests that you should pretend to be dating each other to save you both the embarrassment, pity, and bothersome questions from family and friends alike for a fun carefree month of celebrations, you can’t possibly say no.

🗨️ I just love me some good enemies to lovers AU 🥵 the relationship between OC and tae is really good, I think the tension between them was well built 👏🏾 I loved how their relationship unfolded and grew through their fake dating 🥹 the way OC realized she had feelings for him, but he had showed her before in his subtle moves, how much more he relaxed in her presence. I loved the interaction between oc and tae’s parents too, the way that they could obviously tell that OC was head over heels 😂 ah just, It was really really good! It was funny, it was comforting, and such a lovely read around Christmas! And the smut was sweet and tender (also hot!) 😍 a really great fic that I’ll add to my Christmas re-reads for years to come ✨ I loved it! Please go read it if you haven’t already 🥹

⭐Somebody Else 💯 by @jamaisjoons [4.2K] // kth x f.reader ft. yoongi // established relationship + post break up!au // 🥵🌩️

📝 Yoongi doesn’t want you anymore. but he can’t stand watching you with someone else. 

🗨️ Holy s– 🥵 I don’t even know where to begin with this one! It’s really good and the that is mainly from Yoongi’s pov makes it truly special – he is observing them and damn is it hot 🥵 Aish, really good 💯

Jungkook

Nothing this month 😞 — I AM SO SORRY that I haven’t read any with JK this month (though he is featuring in some with the other members). My JK ‘to read’ list is the LONGEST imao 😂 I’ll hopefully do better next month – but you can always check my Jungkook Library 💜

I have spend most of December being on holiday/time off, which gave me a lot of time to write my own stuff, which in the end gave me less time to read 😣 But it’s all good! I loved getting some stories and thoughts out of my head and now there’s space to read and obsess over other’s stories again 😀

Borahae 💜

[yanderecrazysie]

Oikawa dating a reader who's more popular than him, like she's a new young rising celebrity. At first things were perfect, they love each other, he doesn't have to worry about her getting harassed by his fangirls cuz they love her to, and they're one hot couple. But everything changed, when the fanboys attacked. They were not happy to see her happy with another guy. Especially since in their eyes, he's just some random highschool volleyball player.

It got so bad, that reader broke up with him to protect him from possibly getting harrassed in real life. But ofcourse as yanderes do, he won't accept things ending this way.

This has an ambiguous ending which can be seen as death or kidnapping, whichever you prefer. I really enjoyed writing it!

Title: Protect

Pairings: Oikawa Tooru x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, physical violence (all characters are 18 in their final year of high school)

Summary: All you wanted to do was protect him.

protect

/verb/

keep safe from harm or injury:

As the whistle blew, sounding another Aoba Johsai victory, Oikawa Tooru raised his hand and waved to the stands. The girls high above squealed, but you knew that he was waving at only one person. You.

If the cameras weren’t flashing for the victory, they sure were snapping a million pictures a minute when you ran into his arms off the court. A popular volleyball player was an article, but a popular volleyball player dating a famous actress? That was a story.

“(Y/n) (L/n)! What a surprise to see you at the game this evening!” a reporter, sensing some seriously big news on her hands, shoved a microphone in your face, “And so close to the captain of Seijoh!”

You exchanged a look with Oikawa and he gave you an imperceptible nod. “He’s my boyfriend,” you answered with a smile.

The reporter’s eyes shone like the stars, practically shaking in excitement, “And how long has the happy couple been together?”

Before you could answer, Oikawa’s fangirls came running over, squealing at the sight of you two together. It wasn’t news to the school that the two of you were an item- in fact, it was a wonder that the news hadn’t already leaked.

“(Y/n)-chan! Over here!” one of the girls shrieked, waving enthusiastically with one hand as the other clutched a poster with Oikawa’s name on it. You waved back and giggled a little at her enthusiasm. 

“I love you both!” another girl screamed, raising her own “Go, Seijoh, Go!” poster in the air. 

Oikawa took your hand in his and squeezed. You smiled gratefully at him as he leaned closer, his breath tickling your ear.

“You ready, my precious star?” he whispered.

“Always,” you whispered back playfully.

Life was perfect.

—----------------------------------------------------

Perfection has a way of crumbling. 

Everything is wonderful until the cracks start to show and spiderweb across the fragile glass of perfection. 

Oikawa’s fangirls had accepted you with open arms, but your fanboys were outraged at the news that you had a boyfriend. Some were mad that you were taken, but a lot thought you could do better than a volleyball-playing pretty boy.

(Y/n)-chan deserves better than some flatass.

Dump the loser, (Y/n)-chan!

She would be wayyyy better off with one of her co-stars and not some nobody.

He’s using you, (Y/n)-chan!

Oikawa seemed to deflate more and more as the days went on. You caught him scrolling through hate comments on more than one occasion. But it wasn’t until you caught him nursing a bloody nose and black eye that you realized that he wasn’t safe as long as he was with you.

“Tooru, we need to talk.”

The setting sun cast long shadows over Oikawa’s downturned face. 

You fought back tears as your gaze fell on the damage done to his face by the fans that had recognized him in the street. You needed to do this… for his protection.

“We need to break up.” Your voice was a hushed whisper and cracks in the middle, but he heard you all the same. His head snapped up and his eyes went wide.

“What? Why?” he demanded, a hint of panic in his voice.

“All the hate and harassment you’re getting… it’s because of me. And… I can’t take it. I can’t watch them hurt you any longer. I’ll just announce that we’ve broken up and your life will go back to normal.”

“No no no no no, we can handle this together,” Oikawa protested, suddenly grabbing you by the shoulders, “You can’t leave me!”

“I need to!” you replied, a tear slipping down your cheek, “I can’t let you get hurt on my account. We can’t be together anymore, okay?”

“Or…” Oikawa’s tone dropped several levels and his gaze became more intense. Suddenly, the man you knew was gone, replaced by something devoid of all emotion. His hands tightened on your shoulders until it began to hurt.

“Tooru?”

“Or you could just… disappear. The whole world will wonder why you went missing and, after they clear me of suspicion, the world will move on,” Oikawa smiled down at you with a grin so twisted that you could barely believe it belonged to him, “Don’t worry, my little star, I’ll never forget about you.”

[misstycloud]

Yandere actor x actor!reader

Yandere!actor who is known for his exceptional theatrical talent, and is highly rewarded for it with big roles in the movies. The kinds that people actually look forward to seeing in cinemas.

Yandere!actor who has many casting directors requesting him specifically for their role. With him in it, the movie would aoutomatically become successful in one way or another. If the script and plot wasn’t satisfactory then the film would get a lot of views solely because he was in it.

Yandere!actor who mostly does action or horror related work, the things more suited for older audience. Never before had he started in an all-age romantic type film. But he supposed sometime had to be the first.

Yandere!actor who met you on set as his co-star and quickly hit it off with you. You weren’t as recognised back then and really wanted to do well in this movie by impressing the directors along with the audience.

Yandere!actor who finds himself enjoying acting out the scenes; the intimate ones especially. At first he plays it off as not being used to it but after a while he realises it’s bigger than that.

Yandere!actor who makes you somewhat uncomfortable in how enthusiastic he appears to do the heartfelt act, he almost makes the whole thing seem real. It’s a little weird. If someone asked you, you’d say he is a bit too into it for your liking. It’s nothing more than a job, chill.

Yandere!actor who often searches for you between takes in hopes of starting a conversation. You try to distance yourself a little when you notice your collogue rarely talking to anyone else besides you, which isn’t very good.

Yandere!actor who wishes things weren’t scripted. It would be a dream to experience those things with you for real. Then the way you so delicately whispered the ‘I love you’s wouldn’t be an act and you’d genuinely love him back; not the character he was portraying.

Yandere!actor who is devastated when the filming eventually comes to an end. He always knew it would. But just not so…soon. And there was nothing he could do to stop it either.

Yandere!actor who refuses to take on any male lead roles after the movie was a big success. The actor could not find it in his heart to play such scenes if his ‘lover’ wasn’t you. It just didn’t work.

Yandere!actor who finally manages to pull a few strings and get you two on a new romance. It turned out that the viewers absolutely loved you and demanded to see more of your chemistry. Now you simply needed to pop out more movies.

Yandere!actor who has been every type of couple with you. Childhood friends, rivals to lovers, forbidden love and much more. His only wish now is to be a real one.

[beansmack2021]

Can I request yandere 🦌 Alastor 🦌 x reader where its like phantom of the opera or phantom of the radio? Alastor sometimes haunts his old radio station in his free time and falls in love with the intern reader and her voice and she mostly just gets everyone's coffee but he wants to hear her voice on the radio so he uses his "skills" to push her up the ranks from weather girl to co-host then after a while of being co-host she gets real popular and the radio host starts to flirt with her so Alastor drags her to hell to be his personal co-host and at first the reader is scared and confused but later accepts it and likes him?

The Point of No Return

Amazing request! I love the idea behind this and hope I did it justice.

TW: Mentions of murder, creepy man, Alastor being scary

He wasn't sure when he started coming back to his old radio tower. He wasn't sure when he started slinking into the shadows and making his way up from hell to observe the living. He knew why he kept coming back though.

She was beautiful. She had shiny (h/c) hair, big (e/c) eyes, and freckles that dotted her face the way the stars dotted the sky. Everything about her was beautiful. Everything about her was gentle. She walked on the balls of her feet. She barely made a peep when she entered a room. She also went unacknowledged, but boy, were Alastor's eyes on her.

The first time he heard her speak, his dead heart stopped again. Her voice was soft, floaty. He never wanted her to stop speaking. He would've listened to her for hours, but unfortunately, she isn't the one broadcasting her sweet sound to the world.

Some cranky old man had taken over as New Orleans most prominent radio host. He ordered her around a lot. She was sent on coffee runs. She took notes, and she'd try to pitch her ideas, but often went unheard. If he were still alive, if the station was still his, he'd let her take over for him any time she so wished. She wouldn't be a mere intern, she'd be his cohost. They'd be partners. Alastor's face grew even redder.

Her voice was just too calming, too smooth. She needed to move up in the world. He could help her. She may not know him, but he knew her. He knew that she deserved a much higher position than the one she had. He could take care of that for her.

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Y/N wasn't expecting to get called into the station so early. She wasn't expecting her boss's panicked frenzy as he told her that her coworker, Dave, was found dead in his car that morning and that she needed to come in and take over his position for an indefinite amount of time.

She scurried into the office, a cup of coffee in her hand, plopped down at her new desk, and was immediately set to working on sorting through different stories that her station's host could report to the public.

They all seemed to be about the same thing. Copycat killers, all of whom followed in the footsteps of the Killer of the Bayou, sprouted up everywhere. He'd been dead for nearly 20 years. His name was Alastor, but other than that, the only thing she knew about him was that his story gave her the creeps.

She briefly wondered if one of the copycats killed Dave. Suddenly chilled to the bone, Y/N noticed the sun moved to hide behind the clouds for a moment before the station got brighter once more.

The police hadn't done an autopsy yet. Anything could have happened to Dave. She'd probably pick out the report for it that their radio host would read during the morning and afternoon news.

She was right. Just days later, she had to find the least gruesome report, and hesitated as she handed it over to Henry, their radio host. Dave was murdered, there was no question of that. He'd been strangled, but there were no finger prints, no rope fibers, no shoe prints in the mud by his car. It was like the killer ghosted through his murder without a trace.

She shivered. Was it cold in the station?

"Thanks, doll."

He sniffed once, wiping his snot with the back of his hand. She grimaced, tried to cover it with a smile, and politely nodded.

"Say, you got a real pretty voice. Would you maybe wanna use it? Jane's retiring soon. She did the weather. Glad to see her go, she was kind of a drag."

Y/N didn't want to be excited about the offer because Henry was awfully... unhygienic. She didn't want him to get any ideas with her either. Still, she couldn't stop the light from dancing its way into her eyes. She nodded eagerly, excited to finally get her chance to have their listeners hear her voice.

Each day, she'd come in and tell the people who tuned into their station that it'd be sunny, or rainy, or windy, or snowy. Each day, she slowly spent more and more time on the air. Eventually, Henry decided that she'd simply be promoted to his cohost.

She was appreciative, but apparently not nearly as appreciative as he would've liked. Henry got flirty. He'd compliment her clothes, her hair, and her shoes. He'd tell her how smart she was. At some point, the seemingly harmless compliments turned into him hitting on her.

"You've got a sexy voice, babe."

"Oh, um. Thank you, but please don't call me babe."

He took that pretty personally.

"Listen here, you little bitch. I'm the reason you have this job. You wouldn't be anybody without me. So why don't you be a good girl and keep your mouth shut."

He got closer and closer to her, and louder with each step. But just before he'd reached her, a large crack appeared in the floor. Tendrils of shadow slithered out of the crack, and a horrific looking man rose from the gaping red crevice.

"I believe the nice woman said "please". Now, I'd like you to say sorry."

The man was terrifying, with a short red bob, black eyes with glowing red pupils, large antlers growing from his head, and what appeared to be deer ears. Everything about him seemed very pointy.

"What the fuck?!" Henry screamed.

"Nope, those aren't the words I was looking for."

The shadowy tendrils that preceded the man shot out at Henry, wrapping themselves around his throat and pulling him from his feet, into the air. The man turned to face Y/N, a smile stretching the width of his face. His antlers shrunk down and when he blink, his sclera turned red. "Hello, my dear. I'm here to take you away."

"Where are we going?" Y/N trembled. The man's face looked very familiar, but she couldn't quite place a name to it.

"Hell, of course."

Hell? As in, the Bible's Hell? Y/N felt her heart stop.

"Who are you?"

His grin got even bigger. "Oh, I'm sure you recognize me, dear. You've been staring at my portrait for months."

She racked her brain, when an image from one of the papers she'd skimmed through flashed in her mind. Her blood ran cold. "Alastor. You're Alastor."

"Bingo! Now, let's go. I have somewhere to be tonight."

He grabbed her hand, and the two were forced through the ground. She screamed, and the noise was silenced as the crack in the floor sealed itself shut behind them.

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Chapter Summary: Leon doesn't know how he got so lucky to meet someone like you. Things were all falling together exactly as they should, what could go wrong? Pairing: Yandere!Leon x Fem!Reader Tags: NSFW, Dead Dove, Dubcon, Kidnapping, Stalking, Smut, Unprotected Sex, Pet Names, violence, gore, MDNI, masturbation, murder, slow burn.

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You were cute. Really fucking cute. He hadn’t set eyes on anything as precious as you in a long time, so long he almost thought he never would again. The way you tucked your face behind the mailbox door, as if he wouldn’t notice those gorgeous eyes scanning him head to toe. 

What he wouldn’t have given to ignore that obnoxious clown-painted whore to go over and strike up a conversation with you – unfortunately he couldn’t take it anymore, opting to take the first out he could find, running back to his apartment. 

Oh but how lucky he was to discover you were only one apartment away – to once again have your eyes locked on his figure as you stood in that hallway. Up close you were even more beautiful, perfection incarnate. The sound of your voice was like syrup dripping into his ears.

He could’ve eaten you up right then and there if the old hag hadn’t been there to witness. 

You were everything he wanted. You were meant to be with him and he already knew it. 

Since Raccoon City, Leon changed and he knew it. Once a naive and bright-eyed rookie, now he was seasoned with a hardened heart. Unfortunately not many penetrated that shell, but the few who did had the privilege of his full affections – his need to keep them safe in all ways.

The last time he’d felt this way things didn’t exactly go as he’d hoped. His judgment had been off, she wasn’t perfect, and the stars were not aligned for them. But that was the past and you were different in so many ways, he knew this time things were right. They had to be, he would make sure of it. 

The first step was keeping an eye on you – and how you managed to stay alive all this time absolutely escaped him. Your route to work? Predictable. Social Security card in your wallet? Baby, come on now. Apartment door? A strong kick and it would go flying in. 

His poor baby. You reminded him of a Bunny in so many ways. A little prey animal, too cute for your own good just waiting to be nabbed. He couldn’t allow that. 

He needed to make sure he could keep a proper eye on you even when he couldn’t be there. He used the facade of helping Mrs. Wilson ensure he could stay close to you. The old woman was none the wiser as he slipped inside the mint colored bathroom to drill a hole into yours. It gave him access to the entirety of the back wall of your place – you’d be surprised at how well modern security systems are hidden. 

“Oh don’t worry, it’s just a leaky pipe. I’m drilling a new connection.” He shouted out, and of course she had believed him. It wasn’t long until he had full visuals of your own bathroom, bedroom, and kitchen.

For things he couldn’t access through the old woman’s apartment, he was easily able to set up while you were at work. More cameras in potted plants, your stuffies, above your bed. Anywhere he could hide them really – he wanted the full view, every angle. He ensured there wasn’t a single blindspot you could hide from him. 

For hours he’d watch as you went about your day, taking in every movement and word. Everything you did was angelic. The way you laughed when you were on the phone with your friend. The way you danced around the living room to your favorite song, clad in your pajamas – almost forgetting the boiling over pot on the stove. Even the way you slept was beautiful, tossing and turning with bad dreams, the slight twitching of your facial muscles – the way you curled up with your favorite stuff – and god how he wished it was him instead. 

You were his favorite thing and you didn’t even know it. 

He even managed to put some cloning software on your phone and laptop. Of course you ‘must have left your bag downstairs’ and he was ‘so nice to bring it back to you.’ Every account, email, and text message was for his viewing now. Another way to be closer to his sweet little Bunny, another layer of protection. 

Step two of course was winning over your affections, which wasn’t very hard with all that you two had in common. He was smitten with your voice bellowing the words to love songs in his Jeep, sharing cheesy quotes from the Princess Bride. He’d listen to every little problem you had and to every insignificant detail of your day – most he already knew. 

He could tell he was close. So close to having you belong to him, there was only one small problem – that fucking ‘boyfriend’ of yours. Leon hated him with a passion. The sound of his name made the blonde want to punch a hole in the nearest wall. Derek wasn’t a real man. He wasn’t even half the man you deserved much less needed. 

The texts the two of you shared made him sick. ‘Dick pics to your own girlfriend? Really?’ Leon rolled his eyes as he swiped through the messages. His poor baby must’ve been pent up, there was no way that string-bean turned sentient was enough to satisfy you, or anyone. And the patronizing way he’d talk to you too. God you deserved so much better – and he couldn't wait to give you better. 

If he hadn't had the patience of a saint, Derek would’ve been gone a long time ago. But Leon knew this game well, he couldn’t act too quickly or you’d pull away – Derek could count his lucky stars, for now. 

Step three was keeping an eye on you up close, learning your patterns and routines. Things that he couldn’t fully grasp just by looking at a screen. He needed to know the real you. 

Honestly he expected it to be more difficult, but you were a creature of habit, so predictable and routine. So blissfully unaware of all the danger around you as well – not to worry though, Leon was there for you now.

It was relaxing in a way for him, following you through the same paths and places each day that he wasn’t called off to work. It made him proud to know that he was keeping an eye on you, keeping you safe – the way your boyfriend wasn’t. 

And his disdain for said boyfriend also had him tailing your couples outings too. He watched the way you’d smile, but he could see in your eyes it wasn’t genuine. It wasn’t the same look you’d given him. You didn’t need to say it for him to know that deep down you wanted him to take you away from it all. 

The movie outing was no different, except he could easily see something was off. It made his blood fucking boil each time that asshole spurned your affections. What Leon wouldn’t have given to be the one getting those small touches, the feeling of those plush lips against his cheek. He’d have cherished each one as if they were the world’s most precious commodity. 

The sad look in your eyes flayed his very soul, how dejected you looked every time it happened. 

The movie itself was his last straw.

He sat in the dimly lit theater, three rows behind you angrily munching on the flavorless popcorn. His freehand gripped the chair so much he thought the cheap plastic and pleather might crack and snap under his grip, eyes boring into the back of Derek’s skull. 

The girls next to him weren’t helping his mood either – their conversation grating on his nerves as they whispered to each other, barely containing their shrill shameless giggles.  

“Did you see that guy come in?” “Yeah, he’s so cute. That’s why I sat here.” “But he seems so grumpy. If looks could kill…” “I kinda like it. The brooding handsome type.”

Leon rolled his eyes, returning his focus back to the two of you. That’s when it happened.

The scariest part of the movie came on and you jumped in your seat, shaking like a leaf. The whole room gasped but he swore he heard the soft chime of your own voice letting out a whimper. All he wanted to do was wrap you in his arms and let you know it would be okay. Kiss that soft forehead of yours, rub your back, run his fingers through your hair. 

Desperately you’d leaned over to your boyfriend, and again he’d distanced himself, leaving you to cope in your seat alone. 

Leon couldn’t take it anymore. He just fucking couldn’t – if this wasn’t a public place he’d have shot the man where he sat. Not bothering to wait any longer he stood, leaving the room and the theater as quickly as he could. 

His shoes crunched some leaves that had fallen onto the pavement of the parking lot as he angrily paced back and forth trying to let some of the negative energy out. When that didn’t work, he’d dropped to the ground behind his vehicle, opting to do some rage-push ups instead. 

After a while he could see the theater emptying and knew the movie must’ve ended, most of his anger phased out of him. He’d parked at the opposite end of the theater, perfect for him to see Derek’s car with his binoculars but nowhere you’d notice him.

It was obvious that the tension of the night came to a head with the way you were running after the apparently equally upset man.

He wished he’d have added a mic to the tapping of Derek’s car, wanting to know exactly what was being said. Pulling out his work binoculars, he did zoom in to at least watch better. What he hadn’t expected was the way the man had abandoned you there – that threw even Leon for a loop. 

On the one hand the action rekindled the fiery rage he had within him, on the other hand there may have been a plus to this. ‘Surely she can’t think of staying with him after this bullshit, right?’ He asked himself, hopeful.

Knowing he couldn’t inject himself into this directly, he decided to do what he does best, keep an eye out for you. The ringing of his cellphone and your beautiful voice had him absolutely elated – the fact that you even thought of him as a lifeline made the inferno within die out into nothing but smoke.

But what was it that you asked? ‘Oh shit.’ He’d been so excited to rescue you, he hadn’t even considered the timeline of getting there. He gulped, wracking his brain for an excuse, something that didn’t sound too far-fetched. “Hey Leon, you still there?” Your voice had immediately snapped him back to the moment. He fumbled out some excuse about a friend’s house before the line ended. Starting the jeep’s ignition, he chose to circle around using the backroad, he did it twice to accommodate the full 15ish minutes he’d promised.

Luckily for him you didn’t think anything beyond that, accepting his response. He felt like he’d hit the lottery – the rest of the drive home going so well. Each time you’d light up at him, sing along with him, it tickled him pink. So much so that he was even more daring this evening,outwardly flirting, showing you the attention you deserved, hoping it left him lingering in your thoughts the way you were always in his. 

The way you scurried off, cheeks the most heavenly shade of rose-pink. He wanted to devour you, take you apart piece by piece in the back of his car. ‘Soon little Bunny, soon.’

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The moment he was back within his own apartment, he was already opening his laptop to the security system he’d installed in your own. Desperately he flipped through the different cameras until he found you in the bathroom, stepping into the shower – something you always did before bedtime.

It was a scene Leon had watched countless times, but tonight it felt….different. He zoomed in as much as the camera would allow, running his eyes along your wet form. A particularly large water droplet ran down from your neck through the center of your breasts and down to your naval. 

He licked his tongue along his top lip, imagining what it would be like if he’d been able to follow the trail with his mouth. How many marks could he leave as he worked his way down, were you the type to squirm and pretend you were shy? Or, were you so naughty you’d beg him for more. 

Every curve, every dip, every part of you was perfection to him. He even noted the way your soft nipples perked at the cold air of the bathroom the moment you stepped out. How he wished he could latch on to them, sucking the warmth back into them.

His thoughts were interrupted by a call on his work phone. ‘Of-fucking-course. Always the worst timing Hunnigan.’ He let out a sigh, pressing the small green button of the display. 

“Kennedy here, what’s up.” “Leon, sorry, I know it’s late but I figured you’d still be up.” Clacking and the sounds of a rushing office were heard in the background of the call. It was obvious something important was happening – which usually meant he’d need to rush out soon – a thought that did not excite him. 

“Yeah, yeah I’ve heard it before. What’s going on?’ “We have intel on an Umbrella agent who captured –”

He was doing his best to listen, but failing as his eyes kept making their way back to the laptop screen. You were so adorable in your bed, clearly tossing and turning. He wondered if you’d sleep better if he was there to hold you, take care of you. Or maybe you weren’t sleeping because of him – a thought that brought a devious smile to his handsome features. 

“Yeah, I’m listening.” He replied flatly when she’d interrupted him again, forcing him to engage once more in the conversation. “Look can’t I just read this in the files, do we really have to go over it right now?”

His brain continued to play tug of war with his attention as he provided the bare minimum responses to the woman on the other end of the line. The sound of his name in your voice won the game, fully bringing him back to you. “I gotta go.” He said, closing the phone not caring about the consequences of cutting his teammate off. 

There you were, most of your body was tucked under the covers but there was no doubt about what it was you were doing – he could still see the outline of your arm between your spread legs. Even if he couldn’t, the way your head tilted back, the cries of his name on your lips.

His cock kicked alive in his pants throbbing against his zipper, his throat went dry, mouth hanging open slightly. 

“Leon–” There it was again, your tongue poked out of your mouth slightly and you squirmed. Feeding him a treat, the bedding must’ve become too smothering, too hot, he watched you toss them to the side giving him a full view through the little night vision lens. 

He could see the wet spot on your panties, hand desperately rubbing against your clit as your hips lifted off the bed a little. You looked so desperate. ‘Fuck baby, I should be there helping you.’

He freed his cock from its confines as quickly as he could, letting out a relieved sigh. He smeared the precum around the drooling tip with his thumb before using his palm to rub it down the rest of his length as makeshift lube. 

Grasping firmly, he pumped himself in time with your own hand movements, wanting to share the experience with you. ‘Is this how you get off baby?’ He thought to himself. ‘Looks like you’re having trouble finishing – poor thing so fucking needy for me.’ He smirked and brushed some of his hair from his face with his free hand. 

He was close, right on the cusp, and he could tell you were too by the way your breathing picked up on the mic became more ragged – his name fell from your lips at a more rapid pace. While he prided himself on his stamina, the sight before him was too much and he was desperate to follow you into the throes of passion.

Closing his eyes, he pictured himself between your legs lapping at your pussy. How sweet he bet you tasted, like strawberries and sex. The way your tight little hole would clench around his fingers – ‘Oh baby I could’ve gotten you off in half the time.’ One more call of his name and his heavy balls were tightening, he groaned, hot cum shooting out onto his pants and the screen of the laptop.

Stroking himself slowly to ride it out, he leaned back to catch his breath, coming down from the high of it all. 

He’d seen you touch yourself before. 

He’d heard the cute naughty things you’d talk about in your sleep. 

But never before had you said his name like that.

Once the pure lust of it all wore off, the emotional aspect came flooding in. It was a sign things were changing, the universe swinging things in his favor. His beautiful Bunny was finally coming to him. It affirmed he’d been right all along – all he had to do was push things a little and there you would be, all for him just like you were meant to be. 

He cursed himself, wondering how much sooner he could have had you if he’d tried. ‘No, no it’s good I took things slow. It’s better this way.’ He settled in his mind, muscles relaxed. “Don’t worry your pretty little head baby, we’ll be together soon.” He blew a kiss to the screen before he moved to clean things up.

Hunnigan’s timing was terrible, but he felt like a new man. Maybe the distance and time without him would make your heart grow fonder. He couldn’t wait to find out, giddy as a kid on Christmas morning. 

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How wrong he was. 

So fucking wrong. 

He was seething. Simply seething with fury at your words.

“I’m sorry Leon. It’s just, I do love him and I want to try and work on things ya know? Like you’re a super awesome friend and if it were up to me I’d keep things the way they are but it makes him uncomfortable…so….”

“Of course.” He replied with a strained smile, doing his best to contain himself.‘This is not okay. You’re supposed to be mine.’ He flexed his right hand opened and closed, itching to take his frustration out on something. “I understand completely.” His stomach twisted and his jaw clenched. ‘I don’t fucking understand at all.’

Just days ago you had been right within his grasp. He’d been your hero, your savior. You called his name out in the most private moment of ecstasy – no you shared that moment together even if you hadn’t known it. 

He’d expected to come home to a confession, your devotion. At minimum news that you’d left the dumb fuck – but this? Definitely not this bullshit. Clearly that idiot had put something into your less-than-capable little mind and Leon was not having it. Not one bit. 

He’d spent the rest of the day trying to even out his temperament – taking things out at the gym. Taking it out on some rookies at work. He’d even snapped at Hunnigan when it was time for him to turn in his mission report – which he was supposed to upon his immediate return, but went home to see you first instead – clearly a mistake. 

No matter what he did, he just couldn’t blow enough steam to calm down. 

“Girl troubles?” Hunnigan finally dared to ask, catching up with the blonde as he exited the high-security building. Of course out of everyone she would’ve known him well enough to parse his moods. 

“Yeah I guess you can say that. She led me on, I thought we had something special but then she went back to that—” He couldn’t even get the words out. “Oh, is this the girl you ditched my call for?” She asked with a slight laugh. 

“Still mad about that?”

“Maybe a little – you know I take briefings seriously.” She adjusted her glasses as they stood outside, sun casting honey colored highlights onto her brown curls. Leon thought she was pretty and always got on well with her, but in a big sister kind of way. “Well let's say hypothetically it is the girl you were telling me about. If her boyfriend is as awful as you say – then it makes sense.” “What makes sense, exactly?” His words came out more angry than he’d wanted. If she’d picked up on it though, she didn’t show it. 

“Change is hard. She probably was going to leave, especially after she saw what you can provide, but then perhaps guilt or fear kept her back.” She shrugged. “Either time will remind her why she wanted him gone in the first place, or she might need your help leaving. What’s that statistic….it takes women 7 times to leave an abusive partner?” 

Leon pondered her words for a moment, processing them carefully. It was like a lightbulb went off in his head. “You’re right Ingy. What would I ever do without you?”

His mood was already improving. Of course Hunnigan had a point, how could he have been so blind? You just needed help leaving, this clearly wasn’t your fault, you weren’t trying to spurn him or his love. You just simply needed him to save you again, get you out of this situation – and like always, Leon would oblige. ‘I’m so sorry Bunny baby. I’ve been so blind, forgive me.’ He thought to himself as he worked out his plan. Derek would be gone, and you would be safe and happy where you belong – with him. 

Getting access to the samples in the lab wasn’t hard in theory – not many people at work questioned Leon, given his personal ties to the President. Moreover, no one was going to question him investigating the lab with the Plagas virus that he had helped procure.

A simple excuse of “I’m just looking – it’s fascinating really.” Was all it took for the new lab girl to smile at him and walk him around the fluorescently lit room. The labs always felt uncomfortable to him, too sterile, too much of a reminder of the underground rooms he’d discovered during his escape from Raccoon City. The unease of being there definitely made things more difficult than he’d intended, but he managed to make small talk with her, flirted even. ‘She laughs like a dolphin.’ He rolled his eyes when she wasn’t looking at him – smile returning the second her eyes landed back on his face. 

A quick sleight of hand and the vial with the parasite was in his pocket, he made sure to bump into one of the interns in just the right manner so they’d spill their drink on the logging sheet too, inventory an estimation now. ‘Not surprising that the government hasn’t digitized all of this yet.’

When the girl provided her number, he took it. “Maybe a double date would be fun. My girlfriend loves this Chinese place across town.” The deflation in the girl at the realization amused him. ‘Did she seriously think she would be my type? I’m disgusted at the audacity.’ 

Leaving work that night, he made sure to stop by a pharmacy on the other side of town to cover his tracks, purchasing a syringe to host the creature. Now it was only a matter of making sure it made its way into Pencil Dick – his new favorite nickname for the man who would no longer exist soon.

He was aware he still needed to bide some time for his plan to work – too soon, too coincidental. Too soon, not enough emotional attachment for things to work. No, he had to plan this carefully – he wouldn’t make another mistake. He wouldn’t do anything to jeopardize your life together.

No, Leon had this in the bag and soon he would have you too. 

“Just you wait Bunny. I’m coming for you baby.”

As always this is inspired by @explorevenus fic Something Permanent as well as @gigabyte-flare, @girldungeon, and @lipglossanon's work. @elfven-blog was so kind as to help find the banner pics. Love them all, go check out their work.

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Ehemmm..... Jealous Dazai??

Hint of yandere dazai? Or full yandere dazai? Up to you! ;)

Genre: Fluff!

Main Character : Dazai And Male Reader!

MN = Male name/reader.

MN is just like kunikida, hard working, diligent, serious and easy to be fooled. Because of that, the two — MN & Kunikida, get along well. Everyday he visits kunikida to tell him his new ideas for a healthy work environment. The two when together never seperates from each other, whenever people are partying or having fun the two are in the corner scribbling on their notes sharing ideas. MN and kunikida grown to each other and because of that yosano and ranpo makes fun of them being the Parents/Star Couples of the ADA because the two are always on watch and scolds dazai whenever he has quote on quote funny ideas that results on being harmful towards the others. The two cooks, looks after the younger detectives (aka. Atsushi, kyouka, tanizaki, naomi and kenji) how beautiful and lovely no?

"No." Said dazai. Why is that?

Well duh. MN is dazais boyfriend! And only his!

MN was supposed to pamper him, look after him, talk with him, BE WITH HIM!

But nooooooo!

He goes to kunikida and writes their stupid ideas on their stupid notebooks! Dazai gets irritated when yosano and ranpo jokes around saying they're (MN & kunikida) is like a married couple.

So, dazais plan is :.

- get MN & Kunikida separated, how? Make the other on get busy on something so they won't be together and dazai will have MN with him all the time.

- do something stupid to attract MN attention. How? Make atsushi do something stupid . Forcefully.

- gaslight MN because he looks like kunikida's boyfriend not his.

- kill kunikida— (NO THAT WONT HAPPEN!)

-kidnap MN (DEFINITELY WONT HAPPEN!)

Dazai is abit.... Co co Ca Ca about MN

(Translation: A yandere for MN, run kunikida.)

Dazai whines to gets MN attention no matter what. And he still doesn't get his attention. Dazai will cry so MN would kiss him and pamper him.

The perfect plan.

(But the perfect plan was to kill kunikida—/NO! /)

I’ve had this one in my inbox for like almost a year and now I’m finally prepared.

Dazai Osamu x Male Reader

Content subjects: Jealousy and kinda yandere-like thoughts from Dazai

Let’s start at the beginning of Dazai and your’s relationship:

Dazai always had his eye on you, he couldn’t quite understand why but he was just so drawn in by you.

By this time you two had been coworkers for about a year, constantly on missions together because of your compatible abilities and planning.

You had also always been with him and Kunikida on these missions.

Dazai never said it, but he hated when it wasn’t just missions with you. He hated that Kunikida would join and work so well by your side, getting so much of your attention.

By that time he never showed it but on the inside he was screaming, crying and pouting all at once.

One night, after yet another mission with Kunikida and yourself, Dazai was rolling around in his bed hugging his pillow angrily.

He was cursing at the world for not only making you so easy to love, but for the fact that it meant others can love you too!

“And of course it’s Kunikida! They’re so alike and compatible!!” He screamed as he shoved his face into the pillow roughly.

After yelling into his pillow for a good 10 minutes, Dazai came to a conclusion.

There was one benefit he could get out of Kunikida and your’s likeness..

Your gullibility.

The next day was pretty simple, not too much paperwork and no missions at all. What a peaceful day.

You had felt more satisfied than you had all year. All your work done, no issues in the workplace, no missions. Everything was the perfect atmosphere you could only dream of.

And then Dazai pulled his chair next to yours, against your desk.

“M/nnnnnnnnn~” he giggled childishly as he rested his chin on your shoulder.

“What are you up to now…?” You asked hesitantly, almost not wanting to know the answer so you could preserve your peace.

“Nothing! I just wanted to let you in on a fun fact I just learned!” He beamed at you.

“Hm and what’s that?” You question, turning your focus to him fully to listen to him.

“Did you know, it’s apparently really good for work morale and motivation to have acts of intimacy with your peers?” He pulled off an innocent, believable smile.

“Ah really? I haven’t heard of that before. Are you sure that really works, Dazai?” You took the bait so easily.

And just like that you fell right into his trap.

“Well, let’s see.. wanna try it out with me?” He smirked softly as he looked up into your eyes with pure desire.

“Hmm..” you pondered “well I don’t see why not.” You agreed. Perfect.

He chuckled softly then delicately wrapped a hand behind your neck “Alright then~”

He then finally leaned in, pulling your head towards his at the same time and closing the distance.

You both interlocked, he kissed you softly and you reciprocated without a doubt in mind.

Then you both pulled away, looking at each other fondly. Dazai’s eyes could’ve held hearts in them with how love struck he was.

You then spoke up “I see what you mean, that really did make me feel a lot more positive and motivated.” You said with a nod.

Dazai looked at you blankly before breaking out into laughter. He laughed so hard he started tearing up!

“Hm? What’s so funny?” You asked obliviously.

He grinned up at you before leaning in once again, grazing your lips with his own but not kissing you.

“Just kidding~” he whispered against your lips, his broken breaths from laughter fanning your face.

After processing exactly what he’d said, you felt your face heat up immediately.

A long talk after work later, and you both had finally confessed and made it official.

You weren’t getting married and yet Dazai was already the happiest man in the world.

And now that brings us to the current times:

Dazai was sitting on your desk, slouched, arms crossed, and a big pout on his face as you scolded him like a child for a prank he pulled on Kunikida this morning.

He whined and groaned at every “No, Osamu” and “that’s not safe, Osamu.”

God, you were just like the parent Yosano and Ranpo joked about you being.

The “dad to mother Kunikida!” as they would put it. It made Dazai so annoyed.

After you had finished scolding him, Dazai turned his head away from you looking down as he began to pull off a few fake teary eyes.

You felt your heart ache at both the saddening look of defeat on your boyfriend and how cute he looked doing it.

You gently placed your hand under his chin and pulled his face up to look at you.

“I love you, Osamu.” You reassured to him softly as you pressed your forehead against his own and gazed into his eyes lovingly.

His pout quickly turned into him fighting a smile at your loving acts, trying to stay mad at you.

He finally gave up and just wrapped his arms around your shoulders tightly and gave you a few strong and loving kisses all over your face.

He placed one last kiss to your lips before responding “I love you too,

M/n~”

You both stared into each other’s eyes lovingly, getting lost in your own world and letting yourselves forget about everyone else in the office.

Until Kunikida called out for your attention causing you to turn your head to look at him.

This made Dazai’s eyebrows furrow slightly in annoyance before he shook it off and walked with you over to Kunikida.

Kunikida then let you know that tomorrow you were to accompany him on a mission.

Alone. With Kunikida.

On the outside, Dazai was listening blankly. However, on the inside he was trying to calculate every possible way to make sure this would not happen.

Maybe he could sneak out tonight and anonymously solve the case??

Maybe he could turn off your work alarms so you sleep in??

Maybe he could tie you down and keep you home forever..?

Maybe he could remove Kunikida from the equation-

No no! He shook the dark idea away quickly.

But that didn’t stop him from all day, trying to figure out a plan to stop this mission.

Then he finally got it.

The next morning, you woke up to your work alarm like usual, but your boyfriend was nowhere in your bed with you.

You got up from the bed to go looking for him.

You walked to the kitchen, and the closer you got the more you heard this sound of.. coughs and beeps?

When you made it to the kitchen, you saw your boyfriend sitting on a counter top with a thermometer in his mouth and sweat on his forehead.

“Osamu? My love, are you ok?” You walked towards him quickly, lifting his bangs and putting your hand to his forehead.

Sure enough he was burning up.

“Oh, my love.. you have a fever. Let’s get you back to bed, ok? I’ll bring you some soup soon.” You spoke softly and sweetly as you picked him up from the counter and walked him back to your bedroom.

After tucking him into the bed again, you went and quickly made him a warm soup he usually enjoyed when sick.

When you came back, you set the bowl onto the nightstand delicately before turning to your miserable looking boyfriend.

You caressed his head softly. He then spoke up “Are you.. staying with me today..?” He questioned with soft puppy dog eyes and a cute frown.

“Yes, my love. I’ll call in and let everyone know, ok..? I’m here to be by your side all day.” You reassured him as you held his hand in yours and whispered into his knuckles.

With that being said, Dazai quickly changed into a soft, blissful smile.

Waking up early, taking a boiling shower and holding a hand-warmer to his forehead until you woke up was so worth it.

He spent the whole day in bed, getting fed and cuddled by you. He spent the whole day bathing in your love knowing nobody else could ever get this love, you belonged to him alone.

Plan successful~<3

[dontbesoweirdkira]

A/N: I love platonic yandere Johnny Cage so much. Here’s Johnny obsessing over a new and upcoming talent. He wants to protect you and boost your career but he ends up going overboard with it.

Inspired by

Warnings: Yandere themes (stalking, murder, physical abuse and manipulation) blah blah blah it’s a very fun time for you!! :D

Request: open 24/7

Masterlist

I think we as a community all agree that Yandere Johnny Cage is absolutely batshit insane…I mean he’s already operating on a certain kind of time usually but it’s just cranked up to 1000% with you.

Everything in his life just has to be picture perfect, his hair, movies, cars, house, and…you. Especially you! He sees himself in you, full of life and absolutely beautiful! You will have the absolute best if you just do exactly what he says.😀👍

Don’t get me wrong, he absolutely adores the crap out of you and he truly means well. He’s trying his absolute best to take care of you, he’s just an emotionally unregulated fuck.

When Johnny saw your audition tape he just knew you were destined to become America’s next sweetheart. It’s so hard to come by a natural like you in today’s world so he’d be a fool to just let you go.

His career is steadily on the decline so why not try to save it by living vicariously through you. If his name is attached to the new hot shit then he’s sure to skyrocket back into fame.

Johnny coming to you with this deal at first glance was the dream! THE JOHNNY CAGE LIKES YOU?! He thinks you’re star material?? Who wouldn’t take up this one in a lifetime opportunity.

Press conferences, interviews, red carpet and product reviews…Johnny kept you booked with little to no free time.

There was no saying no to this aswell. Take a good look at what you signed sweetheart! You’re his property. You have a script to follow and you better follow it.

What you wear, the way you walk, talk and dress are all under his creative direction.

Just smile at the camera, y/n and say how he’s the best co-star in the entire world and how perfect it is working with for him!

He’d flip out so fucking bad if you even suggest you wanted to leave the spotlight.

He’s the main reason anyone ever even looked your way! Johnny is the “only one” who cares for you, don’t you think that he knows what’s best for you?

He brought the shirt on your back and the food in the fridge and if you want to be an ungrateful little cunt, he’ll take it away from you.

He’ll tell you how if you really didn’t want to be here, he’d just hire someone else to take your place. And not just as America’s sweetheart…as his too.

Yeah you're an adult and he technically has no legal rights over you once your contract is up but imagine the constant conditioning that you’re going to be nothing without him.

He set up everything in a way where you can’t escape. The house he “gifted” you is all under his name, so is that fancy car and even your cell phone.

Even though he consistently threatens to disown, replace and ruin you, he will go absolutely psychotic if you decide to ignore him.

Oh and that cell phone I mentioned earlier? He’s constantly tracking you with it. Has access to personal files and even a parental mode at his disposal.

The revival of his career is crumbling in front of his eyes…worst yet, the entire WORLD.

He’ll blow up your phone with tons of texts and voice messages, spend copious amounts of money on gifts to bribe you back, kick up the charm too and tell you he didn’t mean what he said and that he’s such a terrible mentor.

He cries how he just wanted a better life for you and how he just wants to do something great and if all of this work fails he’ll become even more of a joke.

If that doesn't work he’ll even go as far as to try to manipulate you by saying he’s going to terminate all of his projects, delete his social media and tell the world he’s such a horrible man and that he doesn’t deserve any of the fame he has because he’s hurt you.

Of course you come back and start doing as he says again, only for the cycle to repeat.

Johnny isn’t the absolute worst, he does protect you from any potential dangers out there. He works extremely hard to keep your image very clean and pure even though you’re in your 20's . As much as you hate basically being stuck in a girl next door persona, he explains how once you start becoming a sex icon like him…the exploitation becomes worse.

Johnny definitely has been through and seen a lot of shit so he’s got the right spirit but wrong execution.

He even beat the shit out of a producer and got arrested because he tried forcing himself on you.

Speaking of getting arrested for fighting, this is such a common occurrence for him that you hold onto some of his credit cards just in case you have to bail him out on any given day.

Has threatened to murder multiple people in great detail for making you uncomfortable…now I’m not saying he’s ever carried out those plans but have you ever seen any of those co-stars ever again? Eh..Johnny said they just weren’t working with the camera.

He will vet any jobs you want to take and hand pick the safest sets and crews for you to work with. Your real manager doesn’t even argue with him anymore, he just accepts the fact Johnny is the self proclaimed one.

Hey well at least your idol doesn’t interfere in your romantic life! He just has to run background checks, stalk their socials and inner circles, be there on the date…nothing major….

You just can’t hook up with anyone, y/n. Can you imagine what this would do to your image??

Don’t bring up the hypocrisy of him practically dating most of the tri-state area….in the past year!

Has thought about getting a conservatorship over you but has been rejected because if anyone needs one, it’s really him.

[questioningmyexistence432]

ɢɪꜰᴛ ɢɪᴠɪɴɢ

warnings - stalking. yandere.

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being the object of izuku midoriya’s obsession takes a toll on you - i mean, showing up to your apartment to gifts left outside your door almost daily is creepy to say the least. 

you appreciated it at first. thinking it was one of your co-workers that had decided to get you a nice bouquet of flowers and sending it to your home sounded like you were doing good things and were being appreciated for it - but no, that wasn’t the case. you had only received looks of confusion when you asked around the office. 

you stayed quiet about it at first - not wanting to worry anyone about something that seemed harmless. 

in a matter of weeks, the act of gift giving had been tarnished for you. the idea of someone knowing you well enough to get your favourite things was once sacred but now it feels..uncomfortable. he managed to get in your head long before meeting. 

well, a meeting you would remember anyways. he’s watched you for a while now - even got cameras around your very small apartment. izuku counts his lucky stars that you haven’t noticed yet but it must be fate, the two of you together, if you’ve gone this long without noticing. he justifies it to himself - he was a hero in training once, he’s simply looking out for you. 

izuku knows you very well though - knows what to send you and he takes some pride in that. you’re the subject of all his recent doodles and note taking. he’s content to watch you live out your days for now with what he sees as minimum interference - too bad you don’t see it the same way. no, you’re looking at new apartments to move into. to get away from whoever knows you well enough to get you a box of chocolates and remove all the coconut flavoured ones. 

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it’s a few weeks later when you’ve just gotten home from apartment searching. you enter your apartment, after seeing there’s no gift at the door, a small smile on your lips. maybe whoever had been watching you had gotten bored. you had a good feeling walking into your home only to feel like something was..off. you shrugged it off - you’ve been through a lot already. maybe you’re being paranoid. you reassure yourself that had to be the case for the rest of the night. 

you were wrong and should’ve listened to your gut feeling. should’ve listened to the prey instincts that had been installed into your mind. 

you go to bed - thinking you were just tired. you’d had a long day and a good night sleep would fix everything. how naive. 

it’s late into the night when you feel something ticking your inner thigh - you don’t awake to the feeling and izuku, greedily watching you, doesn’t let up at that. he trails your skin - looking completely fascinated with your form as he does so. he’s in a trance - not believing he’s actually touching you. it’s a dream come true for him and he won’t stop now. he’s got you - all to himself. 

you pushed him to take action with your stunt of planning to move - you’re to blame for him taking you early but that doesn’t mean he’s unprepared. you’ll be with him  - even if he has to take you kicking and screaming.