#bpdoubledown

[buriedpair]

"I hesitate to fall in love, but it seems I can't help it this time around. I'll bend and break whatever-- or whoever-- I have to if it means you'll stay."

"Aha. I nailed it, didn't I? You were terrified, huh? Your expression is so cute, I want to keep it forever. Seriously, how dumb do you think I am? Obviously I wouldn't reveal my intentions yet. That's totally a spoiler!"

Just some Double Down art. I definitely don't have a favorite. Sweats.

[buriedpair]

I'm Inlove with your ocs — How would the yandere react to a dense darling with no knowledge of gambling or any games who goes to the casino every now and then, who still manage to win without cheating? Like the others are pissed off by them and yet here they are asking what the rules are because they're forgetful -

IM BLUSHING SO MUCH RN IM SO GLAD U LIKE THEM ALSO THANKS FOR BEING SO NICE AND REBLOGGING MY STUFF AND FOR BEING MY FIRST MUTUAL!!!!!!

Ahem. Yes. The prompt. I only did Amias and Edge for this one, since Jackpot, DD, and Gambit aren't really in on the gambling side of things and it probably wouldn't change much.

Yandere!OCs x GN Reader

The casino has plenty of nice reviews. It's clean, and the drinks are good. As far as you're concerned, it's just like any other bar you've ever been to. When your friend dragged you along to play a game, you didn't think twice.

Um... but you've only ever played Go-Fish before...

Amias

Upon first meeting you, Amias is really, REALLY frustrated. Somehow, he's losing money to you. It barely puts a dent in his funds, but wow. You ask what a Royal Flush is EVERY time, and every time you end up having one. There's no way it's Edge cheating, because even when he does, Amias ALWAYS wins.

You have the most insane, frustrating, INFURIATING beginners luck he has ever seen. It's driving him literally crazy. He's in his room tearing up playing cards and hanging up pictures of you and trying to figure out what you're trying to achieve. He wants to shake you so hard your brain falls out and you die. He's chewing his nails off and tearing his hair out.

WHAT IS YOUR SECRET?

Sometime after all that. when he's gathering pictures of you, he realizes that... Well, there's absolutely no reason he needs those. Why would he need those? He should get rid of them.

But the second he reaches for one of them to tear off his wall, he has a full-on panic attack and ends up sobbing on the floor.

He almost hurt you! Granted, it was just a picture of you, but it's YOU! You, who he has spent months watching and taking care of and--

Shit. Damnit. God, fuck. He's in love with you.

Edge

Edge has never, in his entire career, had to explain to someone what "all in" means THIS many times.

IT MEANS YOU PUT ALL OF YOUR CHIPS IN.

Ahem, but he calmly reexplains with a smile. He deals your cards, and...

You won. Again.

You look gleeful, and later when he's laying alone in his dark bedroom, he can't get that look of joy out of his head. Not that he'd ever admit that.

He decides he's going to teach you the terms and the rules and everything you need to know.

And so the private tutoring begins. It's frustrating, but he manages to teach you all the things you need to know... While simultaneously memorizing all your quirks and habits. He knows you like the back of his hand now, and he wants more. He wants to take that information and use it to absolutely shatter you.

It's like a game. Should be fun, no?

BONUS!!!!

Double Down

DD could not care less how much you know about gambling. He's going to bite you. You will have rabies. And die.

[buriedpair]

Hi hi hi!!:3 I was ponderingg on if any of your ocs could be platonic yanderes and what that would be like?^_^

LOVE a platonic yandere

Platonic yandere!OCs x GN Reader

Amias

Being Amias' best friend is no easy task. It's been years since you've been on a date. Plus, he's constantly dragging you along to go waste his money (and then earn it back).

He's not romantically attracted to you, he's made that clear. However, he's also not interested in you dating anyone. Ever. He says it's because "Nobody deserves you, and dating sucks."

You guess he's right, but you haven't been on a date since high school! This seems a bit excessive.

It's weird how when you start going on dates again, they randomly ghost you. Amias was right, dating DOES suck.

Maybe you should just focus that time and energy on your favorite gambling weirdo.

Edge

Edge isn't really one for friendship, but his cousin is an exception. You're constantly wandering into the Casino to bug him while he's trying to work. It's irksome, but he appreciates that you try to get him to take breaks from time-to-time.

He does not appreciate people gawking at you, though. He's quick to escort you off whenever there's someone openly flirting with you. He knows it isn't your fault, but it sure is annoying.

Oops, suddenly those people are completely broke and haven't won a single game that night. How did that happen? Whatever.

Edge simply pats your head and sighs. You're so simple-minded, that's why he has to keep those people away from you!

You're all that's right in this wrong world. Don't take his only friend away from him.

Double Down

DD doesn't have any family. He was an awkward kid in middle school that nobody wanted to be around. You, however, happily announced that you are his sibling and won't ever abandon him. You're his family!

Of course, he treated you as such for the majority of his formative years. Even through the nastiness of puberty and high school, you stayed with him. He owes you a lot.

He's never flirted with you, he didn't develop that habit until long after you both declared each other family. He never felt the desire to, anyways.

You made a blood oath in your early years that you wouldn't leave. The contract is still hanging on his wall.

If anyone ever tried to date you, they're out of the picture immediately. He'd sob into his blood-coated hands and beg you not to leave.

What choice do you have? You're his family.

Jackpot and Gambit

When Jackpot was 15, he was taken in by Gambit's family. He's seen the horrors of the world, but he's also seen the joys.

Gambit hasn't seen much. He knows the world is scary because his parents told him, but he doesn't learn until much, much later.

Naturally, Jackpot and Gambit have an instinct to defend.

They met you in senior year of high school. You were shy and didn't want to interact with anyone. You had one friend, and they were a shitty friend to say the least.

When Jackpot watched them dump milk on your head, he punched them in the nose, put his jacket over your head and took you away to go find Gambit.

You were crying, and didn't say a word to either of them the entire time.

From that moment, they were the ones to hang out with you instead. Even if you didn't want them to, they'd still keep you sandwiched between them at all times.

When the casino was finally created, you were kept far, far away from it. Gamblers are dangerous people, you know. They can't have their best friend getting hurt.

Hell, just stay in their house. It's safer there. Nobody can hurt you where they can see you.

[buriedpair]

AHH SORRY COULDN'T RESIST ASKING FOR MORE!! I just love this whole idea of a casino setting frfr

What if MC wanted to try what OCs do? Following OCs around like a puppy lmao🧎

Amias: they pester him trying to get him to teach them the da way of winning (and pool game. Pool games are hot, you can get quite handsy with someone while teaching lmao)

Edge: they follow him and clumsily try to shuffle the cards and do tricks. Ain't it adorable? Look, Edge, it's a new focus!!

DD: MC wearing clothes to match him and begging to get their hands on DD's scythe to try to scare away problematic players like a bouncer (they don't. The one scaring folks is behind MC l can sense it 😭)

Jackpot: dancing. Pole. Pole dancing 😳 shy MC wanna try it, but oh my would you look at that, such snuggly fitted outfit may reveal too much (and everyone can see it? Scandalous!)

Gambit: MC follows them with a masterfully crafted pout, trying to copy them and their stoic posture. Someone giving trouble to Gambit? MC is here to save the day! (apparently, the poor naivety doesn't realise Gambit can scare everyone in this room by only a stare)

- stargazer who is set on knowing the lore!! 😭

Well well well, stargazer. Ask and ye shall receive!

Yandere!OCs x GN Reader

Teaching MC to be like them!

Amias

You're right. Pool games are hot. Amias is definitely enjoying his chest pressed against your back as he leans over you to teach you how to hold the pool cue. You seem thrilled when you so much as hit a ball. It's cute.

You wanna learn to gamble like a pro? Sure, just sit on his lap and he'll teach you the ways of the cards. He'll tell you all the values of every hand, he'll teach you to spot a liar, and he'll teach you how to get past Edge's tricky dealing.

Edge

Did you know you only have to shuffle a 52 card deck seven times in order for it to be as shuffled as it can be? Well you will. Edge will literally lecture you on cards and dealing and drunk customers. Hell, Gambit will practically hire you after he's done.

He's happy to teach you all he knows, especially if it means you're giving him your undivided attention. EXTRA especially if it means he can punish you when you get something wrong. Nothing too bad, dear. It's a beginners mistake. You still need to learn somehow, though.

Double Down

'Oh my god couples outfits' is probably his first thought. God, you look so cute. He's not even sure where you got clothes that match his, but he's living for it. As for his scythe... Sure, use it. He doesn't care if you wreak havoc on those around you, it just means you're a quick learner. Even the adorable you is more threatening with a giant human-sized weapon.

He still thinks you're cute though. Of course you can't stomach his job, that's why he has to do it. It's okay though, you can pretend like you're scaring off drunkards with your silly scowl and he'll threaten to throw them into the fountain if they try to tell you you're not scary.

Jackpot

No. Never. Not in a thousand years. You're too divine to be seen in that outfit, please change. He's a hypocrite in this situation, but does he care? Absolutely not. He'll steal Gambit's jacket to cover you up and sneak you off to probably go cry.

He'll sob into your confused, barely covered arms in the back room, whining all the while about how unfair it is. You're for his eyes only! Don't you even care? Why are you laughing?!

Gambit

Gambit doesn't understand why you want to be like him. He'll teach you how to handle finances if you want, but he doesn't think you'll like it. It is enjoyable to watch you glare at disrespectful customers like you're his own personal bodyguard, and it's nice to have you hang around, too.

If anyone gives you trouble, though, they're banned for life. You're the new co-owner, and he will not tolerate any disrespect toward you. Besides, you'll have to get used to it anyways when you eventually become his sweet little spouse.

[buriedpair]

how'd your OCs react to a reader who's always super sweet but gets super sad when drunk. like- goes from super happy and always complimenting everyone to crying in a corner

Aw man, poor MC...

Yandere!OCs x GN Reader

Amias

Amias doesn't care for the drunk side of you very much. He'll keep you away from the bar as much as he can.

Though, he can't shelter you forever. It's been a long day, and Amias doesn't need to know you slid over and got a few drinks. Besides, he's not even here right now.

Amias finds you sulking in an empty corner of the casino later that evening. He'd been looking for you, and here you are, crying and sniffling to yourself.

It's no fun to talk to you when you're like this, all you do is sob. Though, he can't complain when he picks you up and you melt into his embrace, burying your face in his shoulder and apologizing for disobeying.

Sigh. You do cause a lot of trouble, but at least you're cute.

Edge

He'd keep you drunk ALL the time. He'd offer you a drink at any opportunity. He'd go into debt trying to keep you sad and pliant if he had to.

You're easier to bend when you're not so confident. He likes the way you melt under his touch and hang onto his every word. You're like a sad puppy, and you're all his.

He starts to convince you of things when you're drunk that aren't true when you're sober. Things like how you belong to him, and how you're nothing without him.

When you're suffering from a tragic hangover, the only thing you can remember is the gentle press of his lips to your forehead and his sweet tone. You find yourself wondering if you really are his.

Double Down

DD doesn't like seeing you so upset. You don't respond as well to him when you're drunk. In this case, I think even DD would swear off drinking for a while.

He'd knock the glass from your hand if he had to, glaring at you and demanding to know if you even know what you're doing.

He'll coddle you right after, though. He knows you've already had a few drinks, and he'll let you cry in his arms as much as you'd like. It doesn't stop him from sighing in frustration when all you do is sob.

Once you're sober, though, you're getting the most condescending lecture you can imagine.

Jackpot

It's like whiplash for Jackpot. He doesn't want to see you sad, but it's clear to him these drunk words are sober thoughts. He'll let you get drunk from time to time so he can find out what your worries are and soothe them when you're sober.

He's content to hold you while you sniffle and complain, cooing sweet words into your ear and placing kisses all over your face.

He doesn't ever think to enjoy it, though. You're upset, that's what matters. He'll do anything he can to keep you happy, but he also won't pretend it isn't happening.

Any insecurities you may have are directly confronted when you're sober. You'll be lovebombed to hell.

Gambit

Gambit has absolutely no idea what to do about this. The first time you fall into his arms sobbing after a long day, he doesn't register that you're drunk at all. He drops everything to comfort you and find out what's wrong.

When it finally clicks that you're wasted, he sighs and shakes his head. He lets you cry until you're sober enough that he can trust you in a cab.

The next time you try to get a drink, you'll find the bartenders refusing you. You're cut off for life.

Don't worry him so much next time!

[buriedpair]

Jackpot and Gambit my loves<33 I have two hands for them specifically!!

What if MC was working as a bartender? Cheerful little thing, mixing up concoctions to a drinker's heart. Like those cool bartender games...

Imagine OCs sitting at the bar and sharing a drink with them after work. What stories would they tell them? What secrets would they share? Flirty glances, gentle touches?

Sorry if it's too unspecific ฅ⁠^⁠•⁠ﻌ⁠•⁠^⁠ฅ

- stargazer anon

OOH HI STARGAZER ANON!!! I was trying to think of a ship name for Jackpot and Gambit but "Jackbit" and "Gampot" does NOT appeal. Ideas?

I like this prompt very much, thank you for suggesting it!

Yandere!OCs x GN Reader

Amias

He's not afraid of a little alcohol. Or a lot of alcohol. Plus, imagining you all giggly and affectionate... It's too difficult to say no when you offer to make him a drink. In fact, he barely considered the word 'no' when you suggested you share a couple mojitos. A couple turned into many, and eventually he's drunk off of more than just the alcohol.

The drinks get sloppier as the night goes on, but he doesn't care. You made it, after all.

It starts with his hand brushing yours when you reach for your shared glass. Your hand is warm, practically desperate for him to hold it. So, of course he does!

When you squeeze his hand every time you lose your balance on your bar stool, trying to stay upright, he loses years off of his life.

The night grows quiet as the bartender goes home for the night, but you and Amias remain. You quietly share stories with tired breaths, leaning further and further into each other.

You rest your head on his shoulder, and he rests his head atop yours. It's uncomfortable, but he doesn't care.

He takes a taxi to your home with you at dawn. He has to make sure you get home safe! Don't ask how he knows where you live. That's not important.

You may not remember that night later, but he certainly does.

Edge

Edge doesn't deal much with alcohol. It slows your movements and makes you less sharp. He does, however, deal with you frequently. Naturally, when you ask if you can make him a drink, he turns it on you.

"Do YOU want a drink?"

At your reply of chuckles and sweet refusals, he sighs and allows you to make him one drink, so long as he can also get you one... or a few.

He indulges in your sober secrets, revealed with a little bit of liquid courage. You whisper things he was never meant to know, and he holds every secret within a locked chest in his mind. You place his hand on his, and he so graciously intertwines his fingers with yours.

When the sun starts to rise, he takes you home.

It seems you're full of surprises, because when he drops you off at your home, you reveal the most enticing secret yet.

"Bye, love you!"

He waves and smiles in return.

How sweet.

Double Down

It's a well-known fact around the casino that, on occasion, DD will come to work tipsy. He's practically notorious for skipping off on a slow day to go flirt with you at the bar and try to convince you to give him free drinks. Plus, you look so cool when you make them! Just one? Please?

You don't relent most times, but this time DD is off and you're about to be. You mix him and yourself a drink and join him at the bar.

He's elated! And cuddly. He's attached to your arm, complimenting your drink and nuzzling his face against your shoulder. He doesn't hesitate to drink the whole thing.

When you finish yours, he asks if he can have your cherry stem. You look at him with a confused smile, but he appears to be 100% serious.

Well, DD has always been weird. You give him your cherry stem, and he grins and puts it in his pocket.

At the end of the night, you're more sober than him. Before you can offer to call him a cab, he kisses your cheek and waltzes off.

"Thanks for the drinks, babes! Let's do this again, okay?"

Jackpot

Patrons are accustomed by this point to Jackpot coming over to the bar during your shifts. Since he's technically not on the clock, it's not like he can get in trouble. He probably wouldn't anyway, Gambit is his best friend!

He leans against the bar, asking you question after question as you prepare all sorts of drinks. He asks anything he can think of, half hoping to distract you and half hoping you'll slip up so he can store that memory for later.

You let out a fond sigh, and finally offer to make him a drink in the last couple minutes of your shift. Jackpot lights up immediately, nodding vigorously.

You hand him a drink and take a seat beside him so he can continue to rattle off questions as the night goes on. You end up getting lost in your conversation, and before you know it, it's late.

Jackpot's gotten significantly closer to you over time. You can feel his glove against your arm. He's only had one drink, but it seems he doesn't hold his alcohol very well. He's swaying and smiling. It's almost cute.

You take him home, as the one responsible for getting him drunk (somehow? It was one drink!)

He insists you stay at he and Gambit's house for the night, showing you around his room and inevitably you fall asleep next to him.

He fiddles with your sleeve as you sleep. Duh, of course one drink didn't get him drunk. But the way you looked at him...

Aha.

Gambit

Gambit was checking up on things. He's not always at the casino, but today Jackpot insisted he come with to 'mingle' with a certain bartender. Gambit doesn't know why, but he doesn't mind. He thinks your a stand-up person and a good worker and very attractive and--

Uh. Anyways.

Jackpot drops him off at the bar. He feels out of place and uncomfortable, until you sweetly offer him a drink. It seems all of his fears go away, and he's practically swooning. Not that he knows what it feels like to swoon.

He's well aware that your shift is almost over, he has your schedule memorized. You pull out the stool beside him and join him at the bar, much to his surprise. He tries to avoid eye contact, but you look so perfect in this lighting and he just wants to hold you.

You laugh, asking him how the drink is.

"It's very good." He mutters, adjusting his collar. Why are you so close? More importantly, why does he feel like he needs you to be closer?

You've noticed his flushed face, and you offer to take him home.

Of course he absolutely CANNOT take you up on that offer. His room is a mess of pictures of you, and there's no way he's letting you in there.

At his refusal, you pout. You flag Jackpot over, who's been standing a bit away this entire time for some reason, and ask him to make sure Gambit gets home safe.

Jackpot takes one look at Gambit and knows he's practically about to explode from being this close to you for too long. He thanks you and escorts the poor guy away.

He has enough pictures for Gambit now anyways.

[buriedpair]

Your ocs are so interesting, I found you through a repost of another yandere blog I love but now I also love yours so get ready for my weird asks.

So what if MC is a god, not a good one nor a bad one, not popular but neither unknown. That doesn't matter to them, they have unlimited power and are immortal. So what best way to use that power than go to gamble for the fun of it? They are cunning and extremely confident (for obvious reasons) and treat others with basic respect but it is apparent that they view them as ants compared to them.

You can choose which OCs find out they are a god and wich don't. How would they react? How will they act around them?

Specifically for DD, MC decides to gamble their life and loose just to fuck with them as they try to pierce their skin and it's simply impossible (or maybe not and they love too much and spare them, I still don't know what he would do if their beloved lost their life)

-🦊 anon

OOOH THIS IS COOL!!! THANK YOU !!!!

Yandere!OCs x GN God!Reader

(Pssst, TW for a mention of suicide)

Amias

Amias has always known there was something off about you. Your mannerisms are strange and he constantly feels like you're looking down on him.

When you decide to gamble your life, he's appalled. How dare you? As far as he's concerned, your life is his too. This is too much for him.

He feels his heart melt out of his chest when you lose. Time stops as he falls on his hands and knees in front of you, eyes wide and unfocused. He's not ready to have a dead darling.

But you seem confident. Was this your plan? To get rid of him, you want to die? He can't stand to watch as you make your way confidently to the execution arena.

Did he go too far? Did you really need to do this? He can be better. Please don't leave.

But the blade doesn't make even a dent as it rests against your skin. You laugh mockingly toward the crowd before announcing your immortality with a confident smile.

Amias is shattered. You did this all... just to mess with him? Oh, dear. Such a pretty little bird doesn't need to be making a big fuss. You'll be safer from yourself in his arms.

Edge

Edge always knew. He could see right through you. It just makes you even more interesting, in his eyes. The way you look down on him... He's so untouchable, usually. So for you to treat him like an insect?

It's intoxicating.

Degrade him more! Tell him how useless and disgusting he is! Fuck, you've unlocked something in him. He's never been treated so poorly before, and he's entranced.

He's under your thumb, this time. You seem to be enjoying it too, so what's the harm? There's no way you're ever losing a game, by the way. You've unlocked simp Edge.

Double Down

He has no clue. He doesn't care much about your degrading comments. He's been rejected before, and he'll still go after you no matter how many times you tell him to die.

DD absolutely REFUSES to kill you, even when you gamble your life. You'd have to get him real mad before he even considers it, which is very difficult to do. When Edge tells him he HAS to, he says he's quitting his job then. He doesn't care. He'll walk out with you on his arm (you looking less than amused) whether you like it or not.

So, now he's unemployed and attached at your hip. You're annoyed. This weird mortal is clinging to you like a weird dog with separation anxiety. He looks happy, though.

Jackpot

He's already prepared to worship you, so don't worry about being a god. Nothing will change, he adores you either way.

If you gamble your life and lose, he's broken. Forever. Doesn't matter if you don't actually die, he's shattered. You did it on purpose? Even worse. He's never going to forgive himself.

He's hardly what he used to be. He won't eat or sleep. By this point, Gambit probably hates you. Jackpot's by your side, weakly clinging to your hand whenever he can be. He doesn't show up to work, either.

You've ruined him.

Gambit

Gambit isn't sure how to feel once he finds out. He ends up with the information on accident when Edge tells him, but he doesn't know how to react. He doesn't change much, maybe gets a bit more shy around you.

He loves you regardless, don't get him wrong. He just doesn't feel worthy of being around you.

If you gamble your life and lose, he'll calmly escort you out of the casino to give you a stern lecture on the value of life. You're half asleep by the time he finishes.

He'll keep you tied up if it means he can keep you safe, no matter how immortal you are.

[buriedpair]

Welcome <3 (part 2!)

Hello, hello! I'm Charlie, welcome to the casino!

(This blog contains 18+ content!)

You may have noticed some interesting people hanging around. I'll gladly introduce you! (If you want their original intros, look no further than here x)

Amias

Edge

Double Down

Jackpot

Gambit

Good luck, and happy gambling!

DISCORD SERVER!

(NO MINORS!!!)

[buriedpair]

the bartender answer was so delicious that I'm sipping a sweet drink rn and re-reading it hehe. You do write very, very good!!

Now, how about kind AND smart MC who's somehow aware of OCs developing crush with some twist (twist of obsession amiright) — but they don't judge DD and their cruelty, and don't scowl at Edge for being a seeker of something fun and then leaving it in the dust afterwards...

But they also make sure that OCs know that they won't tolerate being played with and cast aside when finished. What would their reaction be? (Poly too, pretty please?)

- stargazer with long asks. I'm sorry U⁠ ⁠´⁠꓃⁠ ⁠`⁠ ⁠U

p.s how about Deathly Luck for the poly name? Cause MC entering poly is surely a luck amidst the dead endngs and anyone messing with any of the three will be deadass dead for sure

Thank you so much!!! You're too kind heheeeee

I like deathly luck, that's dope!!! I'll keep that in mind!

I wasn't sure if you wanted all of them in a poly or just Edge and DD, so I did just the two of them. It's shorter this time, sorry!!! :(

Also, sorry I didn't get to this yesterday! And I got your other ask too, so that's upcoming as well!

Yandere!OCs (Poly) x GN Reader

Edge was nothing more than curious, at first. You spent a lot of time with DD, and that's all he knew. This in and of itself was peculiar, though. DD doesn't usually stick around the same person for very long, so of course he's intrigued.

He didn't mean to fall so hard. 'Love' isn't a word he takes lightly, after all. But, you...

Edge is attracted to your witty personality and critical thinking skills. You're kind, and yet, you don't let him do everything he wants. It's a challenge for him.

You altered his brain chemistry with a snap of your fingers. Only problem was that sly little bastard always attached to your arm.

DD is clingy, but more than that, he's possessive. He's latching to your waist at any opportunity, purring sweet words into your ear while you laugh and shake your head.

At one point they got into a fist fight in the middle of the pit. It took Jackpot and Gambit quite a while to separate them, and even then, DD was still swinging.

"You guys are ridiculous." You had muttered once they were both calm. Still, you carefully patched them up one at a time with gentle hands.

"I'm not sorry."

"That makes two of us."

When you make it abundantly clear to them that they're not to cast you aside, they're easily swayed. Of course DD would never want to leave you! You're like... his, right? Edge rolls his eyes at DD, and assures you that he's not going anywhere, and neither are you. Well, unless they manage to get each other killed first.

The fact that you're satisfied with that is all the more reason to love you.

[buriedpair]

Insane Ramblings to an Expired Audience

Double Down x GN Reader

TW! It's kind of violent + blood ahahah.....

“Have I got your attention?”

Of course he does. The idiot, Double Down, has his scythe balanced under your chin, prodding at your throat gently.

You’re not sure why you’re being interrogated. Everyone in attendance of this party has already been slaughtered, what more could he possibly want from you? You don’t have much time to linger on that thought. He leans closer to wipe the tears from your eyes with his free hand, smiling fondly at you.

“Hey, it’s okay! I’m not going to do anything as long as you listen.” He chuckles, moving his weapon away from your jugular. 

“Oh-!” He yelps as you shove him over and attempt to run past him. He easily nips that in the bud, grabbing your ankle and watching in irritation as you tumble.

“You don’t understand,” He mutters, his tone a far cry from the caring one you heard previously. “I’m trying to help you.”

He yanks you closer by your ankle, climbing on top of you and nuzzling his face into the crook of your shoulder. You can feel blood seeping into your clothes, the liquid rapidly cooling and leaving a sticky feeling on your skin.

“I hate you. You disgusting weirdo. I hope you rot in hell..” You hiss through clenched teeth, squirming at the feeling of his breath on your neck.

He pauses his sick replica of an affectionate gesture and sits up, now seated on your lower back. You have to twist your head painfully to even catch a glimpse of his expression. You wish you hadn’t upon seeing the unhinged look in his eyes.

“Take it back.” He whispers, and you almost don’t hear him over the pounding of your heart in your ears.

“No.” You reply instantly, as if on instinct. He sits with his arms hanging limply at his sides, glaring down at you.

His right hand twitches, and before you can even blink it’s entangled in your hair. He tugs you backward by the strands, your back arching as far as it can while you’re forcefully moved up.

“Apologize.” His voice cracks, tears forming in his eyes as he holds you in place. You try to choke out a reply, but before you can your head is slammed down onto the floor.

“Apologize!” His voice is pitchy and panicked, his hands shaking as blood begins to pool from your forehead. He picks his scythe back up and stands. Before you can move, his foot plants itself between your shoulder blades.

“I told you, I’m trying to help you. You can’t just…” He pants, the breath leaving his lungs. His free hand grips his shirt over his thudding heart, tugging like he’s trying to rip his own ribcage open and pull it out.

He doesn’t think to stop himself as his scythe embeds itself into your back with a crack. Once the weapon leaves his trembling hands, he buries them in his hair and stumbles backward.

“No… Hang on, I…” He whimpers, biting his lip hard enough that it begins to bleed. He falls back onto his knees, his head spinning. 

“I-I love you. Please stay.” He utters, repeating the phrase softly to himself as he stares at the red-covered ground.

After what could’ve been hours, he slowly raises his gaze to your still form. You’re coated in blood, the liquid a puddle beneath your figure. He swallows thickly and crawls over to you, kneeling by your side.

“Wake up.” His voice is a soft squeak, him nudging your motionless body as tears fall down his cheeks in waves. His body wracked with sobs, he lifts you gently and lays down beside you.

“I’m here now. Don’t be afraid anymore.” He hiccups, cuddling you close to himself and hiding his face in your shoulder once again. His fingers run through your hair as he melts against your lifeless being.

Even like this, you’re the most beautiful thing he’s ever seen.

“I…” He whimpers.

“...I’ll meet you in hell, my dear. I love you.”

[buriedpair]

The Sun

Double Down x GN Reader

Felt like writing some DD stuff instead of answering my asks. Sorry gang LOL

Oliver’s hands are freezing. His warm breath does nothing to calm the trembling of his palms. He doesn’t mind so much. He can hardly tell at all. His shaking fingers encircle his arms and he watches the falling snow closely.

The cold is his friend. He’s always liked the snow, as much as he can like anything. An unfeeling machine, and an unhappy reality. 

Oliver is unequivocally alone.

“Hey, are you cold? Come back inside.” A voice calls from behind him. The warm, dulcet blanket that is his mother’s voice. He takes a calm breath, feeling the icy winds enter his lungs a final time before he turns and enters his home.

Oliver knew what warmth was supposed to feel like. He knew what it was like to be with another person. He knew all too well.

Yet…

The first time his hands felt warmth was when you held them. Your radiance struck all the nerves in his system. He shut down the second your hands embraced his.

His breath shudders as your lips part to speak, anticipating your next words with short pants falling from his own lips.

“...Can I have my pen back?” 

Your eyes shone like marbles against the sunlight you seemed to emit. No, you cannot have your pen back. It’s his now, and he doesn’t want to give it back. He holds it in a tight fist against his chest, not speaking a single word.

You give up after a while, eyebrows furrowed as you awkwardly step away.

It’s cold again.

He sees you in the hallways, on occasion. He can’t stand to look at you, head down as he scurries past every time. He doesn’t deserve you. Not after all the people before you.

Graduation came and went. He left broken hearts in his wake, and you left nothing but light. He’s never felt so cold after that day. Frostbite nips at his fingertips the second you make your escape, leaving him alone for the last time.

Over the next few years, Oliver can hardly get out of bed. He stares at the ceiling, gripping his pillow and wishing it were you. He’s barely got enough money to sustain himself for the next month from his inheritance, but he couldn’t care less.

Gambit finds him alone at the bar of his casino one night. 

“You look like someone with nothing to lose.” Gambit leans his head against the palm of his hand as he glances at Oliver from the corner of his eye. His smile is kind.

“Join us.”

For once, he felt powerful. With a Scythe in hand, Oliver was the first to die. All that’s left is a cold-blooded player and executioner, Double Down.

Until you appeared at the casino one day. He could feel the ice in his heart thawing as he made eye contact. Surely you don’t recognize him, but he knows it’s you. He knows that warmth.

You didn’t stay for long. He didn’t either. He left without alerting anyone, just to get a taste of your warmth once again. 

Your home wasn’t far from his. How could he have missed that? He’s sure he’s had a few flings in your area. He shudders. Now’s not the time to think of them.

You’re alone. Alone in an empty house. Alone like he has been, all of these years without you.

He doesn’t hesitate to break the lock, even knowing you can probably hear it shattering under the weight of his Scythe. He doesn’t care about that now, not when you’re so close.

He’s panting as he stands in your living room, his eyes dilated as he stares at you. You, perfect and divine. You, who is light and the sun and all things holy. You, who saved him. So, then… Why do you look so scared?

“Oliver?” The name feels foreign on your tongue. This isn’t the kid you knew, who shyly avoided you in the hallways and scribbled your name in hearts in his notebook. 

For a moment, he really is Oliver again. Oliver, who loved you.

But he isn't. He’s Double Down, the mysterious murderer.

You take a nervous step back at his lack of response, and he takes a panicked one toward you.

“N-no! You don’t understand! You don’t know me, but I know you.” He takes several steps closer, trapping you between him and the wall.

“Please… Please, just touch me again. One more time.” He murmurs, his eyes never leaving yours.

When you don’t move, he grits his teeth and snatches up your hand, placing it to his heart.

“Do you feel it? My heart’s racing. I can’t stand it anymore.”

He smiles widely, trembling as he keeps your hand against him in his tight grip. 

“Please don’t leave me. Stay with me. Don’t go away again.” His smile never drops as tears fall down his flushed cheeks. 

“It’s so cold…” He whimpers, resting his forehead against your shoulder. His arms slowly encircle your waist and he pulls you right up against him.

It’s a perfect moment. You, squirming in his arms, his and his alone.

Billions of years from now, the sun will die and take everything with it. But you, the radiant warmth Double Down has never felt before, will always be within his grasp. From this day forward, the sun will never burn out.

[buriedpair]

Hi! I love your OCS and I thought of some stuff

1. The reader is a rich (mommy/daddy) person who visits the casino to relax and gamble

2. The reader is a celebrity (any type) that visits the casino to check it out, but not to gamble just to see how good of a place it is

I hope you have fun writing these! Have a good day and get some good sleep

Thank you!! I slept really well since you made this ask LOL, sorry im late! I'm trying to get to everyone. I went with the first one!

Yandere!OCs x GN Rich Reader

Amias

He's glad you have the same interests as him! You're by his side, gambling the night away... It's like he's dreaming. He's so thrilled!

If you choose to spoil him, he'll lose his mind. He's not the kind of guy who gets caught up in material possessions, but anything from you it something he'll cherish.

And if you ask him to call you mommy/daddy, he probably would in the most deadpan tone you've ever seen. Internally, he's screaming.

Edge

Edge is glad you have money, but he should be the one supporting you. He will absolutely not accept any gifts or anything, and insists on gifting things to you instead.

He treats you basically the same. You're still his darling, just with more money. He won't let you lose it all in silly games, either! Be prepared to win a lot!

If you ask him to call you mommy/daddy, he would give you a confused but flustered look, caught off guard. If you tease him too much, he'll probably refuse. However, if you try to degrade him into it...

Lol

Double Down

He's your BIGGEST fan! He's fully welcoming to being showered with gifts, but most of all he wants your attention and affections.

If you try to spoil him, he'll gladly accept! He keeps everything you give him, big or small. He's practically swooning every time you present him with anything.

If you ask him to call you mommy/daddy, he will with 0 hesitation. He'll purr it directly into your ear and chuckle right after.

Jackpot

He's practically kissing up to you. He follows you around, insists on pulling out your chair, etc. He'd probably do those things anyways, but he's especially happy when he gets rewarded for them.

Whether it be material possessions or a kiss, he's overjoyed to have anything you give him. He'll keep it all in a box that he only takes out on special occasions, so he doesn't lose anything.

If you ask him to call you mommy/daddy, he'd get a nosebleed and faint. But once he got used to it, he'd probably do it.

Gambit

He's rich himself, so he doesn't really care. He treats you exactly the same (which is to say, with respect and kindness).

If you try to spoil him, he'll spoil you back. This is a two-way street! You're getting exactly as many gifts as he gets! If you pout about it, he'll just insist you stop buying him things altogether.

If you ask him to call you mommy/daddy, he'll get extremely flustered and be practically impossible to talk to until hours later. The first word you hear when he's finally back in his own brain is that title, though. So be prepared.

[buriedpair]

What if I were to follow DD around like a lost puppy... Always right behind him and staring at him shyly? Would he let me?

.･ﾟﾟ･(／ω＼)･ﾟﾟ･.

Of COURSE he would!!!

He'll chat with you about anything and everything, even if you don't respond. He'll monologue his daily life and tell you EVERYTHING that's ever happened to him. You're like his cute little puppy! He'll probably get some cuteness aggression and randomly spin around to squeeze you every once in a while.

Overall, he'd be thrilled. Please do this.

[buriedpair]

How can DD even eat Oreos vertically

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he turns it on it's side and bites straight down lol

[buriedpair]

Breaking up with DD cause he eats oreos like a menace. I could put up with everything else, but thats too far.

You think you can just LEAVE? You think you can escape him???? No fucking chance. You're gonna stay and he's going to sit you down and make you WATCH him eat the Oreos vertically. And you're going to fucking like it lest he put on high school musical and start singing along.

[buriedpair]

I will be responsible for DD pregnancy

😔😔😔😔

"Excellent. The plan is working wonderfully-- I mean. UM. WHAT. ANYWAYS."