#everytime i watch that scene i just think yandere

[shinjisdone]

A brainrot thought

ok, I know the scene where Thorfinn went AAAAAAH and charged down to duel Thorkell over ASKELADD'S life but

just

imagine

that is perfect...yandere, but also regular, canon behaviour for Thorfinn

Him charging down to save YOU and duel for you life when Thorkell took you hostage or smth

going FERAL over what they could possibly do to you, ESPECIALLY if you are female and just;;;; straight up going for the kill

how dare any of them. He IS going to kill them. Kill every last one of them!

Its a typical knight in shining armor and damsel in distress situation...but so much more twisted

These are VIKINGS. Barbaric men that know no love but just fame and pleasure. Thorfinn, just a kid in their eyes, going beserk over some other kid. Challening THE Thorkell the Tall over...you.

And he wins. He slaughters down ANYONE who gets in his way, yells at anyone touching you WHILE HE DUELS and EVEN AFTER THE DUEL HE DOES NOT STOP BUT STABS AND SLAYS AND SLAYS. He is killing his way over to you and as the men watch in horror as the bloodied boy ceases his spree and instead...gently wraps you in his arms, the rage in his face gone and nothing but relief left.

Still, his eyes are empty. And his body drenched in blood.

He seems so caring and gentle nevertheless as he holds your shaking form.

Literally not gonna happen since Askeladd has to be saved but JUST IMAGINE

@luopenis , @jinsecho , @mitsureigen

[maxiscoolongg]

PATRICK HOCKSETTER HEADCANNONS

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☆ Lets bfr yall probably became friends because you were tutoring him on math because he is failing in school😭😭

★ like the teacher would pull you and Patrick aside after class and be like "Y/n you are going to be tutoring Patrick" you were stuned tbh

☆ Patrick however was really happy or something. When you guys were tutoring he kept asking questions about you.

★ You guys got surprisingly close.

☆ He gives you so much nicknames😭 (Ex: doll, dollface, pretty, darling, peaches)

★ he is really affectionate like REALLY affectionate.

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You were at your locker getting your books for next period until you felt to hands go into your hoops of your shorts you giggled a little as you said "Hello pat" you said sweetly. That same sweet voic that made him fall in love with you "Hey dollface, I was thinking we watch a movie at your house?" He asked as his hands traveled to your waist as his head went onto your shoulder as you looked at him "Mm.. Maybe, I have dance after school" you said as you turned around

"Awh, come one can't you just skip one class, prettyface" He said flirty "I guess I can, but if my mom yells at me I will blame you" You said smiling a tiny bit as he smirked.

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☆ He was the one who confessed to you for sure.

★ he LOVES watching horror movies.

☆ He for sure loves scream (Pretened it was released then)

★ Loves the way you get closer to him everytime a murder scene pops up

☆ If you don't flinch he love if you rant about it.

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You guys were watching a movie and a murder scene popped up, he looked at you a little as you got closer in fear he watched as your brows came together as the character made a stupid decision "Oh my God!- she is so stupid! Why wouldn't she run the other way!" You yelled as he chuckled a little. He ADORED the way you ranted about movies he loves it so much.

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★ Loves your lips, thighs, waist, ass,

☆ Definitely whispers stuff in your ear during school like ge would wishper stuff to make you laugh or to make you flustered

★ Your scared of the Bowers gang. Without a doubt, they are nice to you (Vic is the nicest) but still. You are friends with the losers and the keep telling you about them but you say "They're nice to me though!"

☆ Patrick definitely stalks you and takes pictures without permission. He loves the pictures of you drawing in class,

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YANDERE PATRICK HC

♡ you thought the relationship was all lovey dovey? No way.

♥︎ this man is so fucking overprotective, to the point its not even funny anymore

♡ if your asking me bro probably started stalking you in the 6th grade💀🙏🏻

♥︎ anyway, he probably planned the whole tutoring thing cause believe it or not he is actually probably really smart.

♡ teachers are SCARED of patrick, bro can practically get anything he wants so be careful my guy.

♥︎ If your hanging out with one of friends? Nope. Not any more! Patrick can keep you company,

♡ loves and I mean LOVES when he takes photos of you when you don't know, like bro will definitely pull a Johnathan byers and take photos of you changing. Not even kidding.

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"I'm going to bed night ma!" You said to your mom as you gave her a kiss on the cheek and walked in your room closing the door behind you as you walked to your closet and took off your top to grab a pajama shirt

"God.." Patrick whispered from outside of your window, he was far but not the far, he was far enough you couldn't see him. He took a quick photo and almost chocked on his breath when he saw you bare naked. "Fucking gorgeous, darling" he whispered to himself but then again towards you

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♥︎ bro is a sneaky mother fucker, steals everything.

♡ think a bracelet of yours looks nice? His now. No he doesn't do it because he wants it, he did it because he thinks you looked good wearing it and now he wants it so he can have a piece of you on him.

(EDITED March, 31st 2023.)

THATS ALL I HOPE YOU ENJOYED!!!

[thebottomfromhell]

Can I request the upper moon (+ enmu and Muzan if it's not too much trouble) yandere, with a female reader who can travel between universes, so it's sooo easy for her to escape and not come back?. I love your writing, you are in my top 3 of my fav writers 🤍

Thank you for the compliment.

I didn't know what kind of "travel between universes" you meant. Like... multiverse, different fandom worlds, isekai type. Also traveling like a magical girl? Science-fic tech? I decided to focus more in the yandere-ish characters post-Carmen (my reference to the Opera), I was listening Habanera Carmen while writting.

Female Interdimensional traveler reader scaping Yandere! Uppermoon (+ Enmu and Muzan)

Warnings: Mamga spoilers, Yandere character, Excesive use of violence, Threats to reader, Mentioned non-character demon death, One-sided feelings (not from reader), No happy ending for demons, Reader is moraly ambiguous.

Enmu:

Sleep. You should sleep, dream by his side so he can build a paradaise all for you. He can't understand why you fight him, but Enmu is willing to try as long as you give yourself to him. "I promise to be nice, you will have everything you could want and I will have your body well taken care of. Why would you deny us both such a wonderful future? Can't you see everything about me aches for you?" He doesn't shut up, sometimes you wonder if he just loves the sound of his own voice. Anyway, you were planning to leave already, so you reach out to open a portal to- "Sleep."

You manage to open the portal before the sound finishes to reach your ears, making you fall through the interdimentional leak as you close your eyes. Emnu can only look at the scene, not fully understanding what is hoing on as your body fades into... something, and that something dissapears the second you crossed it. Taking you. "Hey... Y/N.... my lovely girl this is not funny." He tries to reach you nerviously.... you are asleep, he himself made you sleep, yet he can't feel you. Wherever you are, he can't get you.

"You have to be kidding me. What is this? Some kind of nightmare?" He has a nervious smile that becomes everytime more forced, wrenched, to every second it passes and he can't even feel you. Are you awake? Are you dead? Where? If anything had to happen to you he wanted to be there! Now you are gone! "Y/N.... Y/N, darling? C'mon, don't do this to me. I love you...." but you are gone.... are you planning to come back for him?

Gyutaro (ft. Daki):

You left.... you fucking left... you fu- "Onii-chan?" Fuckfuckfu- he can't. He has to control himself, he can't show Daki how bad he is feeling, how desesperate. But you were just there, he was watching you and now you are gone. Were you burned? Why would you be burned? Why is that the first thing he- "Onii-chan!" He hugs his sister, burrying his face in her shoulder. He is not crying, no tears shed from his eyes, but he is sobbing hard. You are gone, you are gone!

Of course you are gone, anywhere else better than with a freak with him, right? You never wanted him! You nev- "Gyutaro?" Shut up shut up shut up SHUT UP SHUT UP- "GET LOST YOU STUPID WHORE! GET AWAY FROM MY ONII-CHAN! HE DOESN'T WANT YOU!" But you know that is a lie, Gyutaro does want you, right now he is breaking up, shattering down, just for you. "Gyutaro?" You repeat softer, getting closer to the demon almost squirming into his sister's, his everything, the girl who sees him almost as a father, embrace. Obi sashes come out her back, moving threateningly, as she hugs her brother protectively, hatred in her eyes as she looks for you.

In the end, he speaks before you or Daki can. "GO AWAY! FUCKING GO AWAY! YOU WILL LEAVE ANYWAY! LEAVE ME ALONE! DON'T- DON'T FUCKING COME TO ME ONLY TO ABANDON ME LATER!" You are too much, you have already taken his heart and head. What else could you possible want? He can't stop thinking about you, wanting you close, obssesed with the idea to be yours when you will only leave. He sobs harder as you step closer, get out of him! GET OUT! GETOUTGETOUTGET- "DON'T YOU DARE!" You fade into a portal, the same which you always use, before Daki can hurt you, leaving her to patch together her brother, again, only to ruin him when you come back, AGAIN. "Onii-chan...."

Gyokko:

You absolutely have no taste, you would stay if you did. Who gave you permission to leave?! You should adore having Gyokko's attention, for hin to share his art with you... and yet you don't appreciate him. Not enough, you should love him more. Wouldn't that be more fair? He loves you too much for you to not love him back, don't be so selfish- "Would you stop that! You are getting on my nerves!" You have been trying to enjoy this universe, but Gyokko has been harrasing you non-stop.

Showing you desfigurated human bodies, telling you what you should and shouldn't want, getting angry on the slightlest of things. Really, why have you not left yet? "I'M getting on your nerves? You have no idea with how patient I have been with you. You should be thanking me for taking my precious time on you, only for you to be such an ungrateful brat?" Really, what is wrong with him. "You know what, I'm leaving. I'm done." You reach out to open the portal and just stop having to tolerate Gyokko. He tries to stop you, tries to hurt you, but summoned too late the pot. Much less the attack.

The face twists in rage due the humiliation, HOW DARE YOU?! YOU WRENCHED WOMAN! The next time he'll see you he will kill you, you won't even have the pleasure of being a work of art! He will just rip your eyes and tongue off to burry them into the mud! He will stab and poke you again and again and again, letting you starve until you kill yourself of the pain! A death with no beauty or dignity! The death of a witch! ..... that if you ever come back, because right now, you are just enjoying the jump in between universes.

Hantengu Clones:

"SHE IS MINE, YOU PIECES OF SHIT! BACK OFF!" "NO FAIR! I SAW HER FIRST! SHE IS MINE!" Sekido and Urogi are fighting each other, citting and stabbing limbs, using their powers on each other, Karaku being the only one sane for once in his life, trying to stop them. He is the least jealous of the clones, probably the only one who doesn't mind sharing. "GUYS! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT SCARING HER OFF! Y/N IS GOING TO GET AWAY IF YOU KEEP LIKE THIS! That or Aizetsu is going to get her first..." Yes, Aizetsu is alredy into it, using his body to block your path away.

"Y/N, please. Don't leave. That will make Sekido mad and Urogi feral, they will take it out on me. Please don't that to me, you're making me sad." He looks scared, miserable, he doesn't want you to leave. But he is also using that to try and manipulate you, he is doing it on purpose. You know it and honestly, you are getting tired of their little scenes, their jealousy, their violence, their delusions, their tricks... You. Are. Done. You were about to open the portal when you feel two hands, one on each wrist, from behind with a breath on your neck. "C'mon, pretty thing~. Don't be like that, I know some of us can be scary, but we can all make you feel good, even if the others don't look like it."

The breathing stops when Sekido staff stabs him through the skull, forcing him on the ground. You were startled by the splash of blood over you, but you take the chace to run as you open the portal. "AIZETSU! DON'T LET HER SCAPE!" The sad clone does try to stop you, but it's too late, you are already gone. ". . . ." "AIZETSU, YOU USELESS PIECE OF SHIT! WHY DID YOU LET HER GET AWAY?!" "Y/N! Y/N! WHERE IS SHE?! WHY DID SHE LEAVE?! I MISS HER SO MUCH ALREADY!" "PLEASE STOP SCREAMING AT ME! CAN'T YOU SEE I'M SAD?!" "..... I hate being the sane one...."

Nakime:

How? Just how? Nakime has been looking for you, but you are nowhere in the Infinity Castle. You are not in any room, in any corridor, any fall.... it's impossible for anyone got get out without her noticing, then why are you not here? She even looked outside her fortress, nothing, "Nakime-chan!" Nothing until you decide there is something interesting around.

Nakime just looks at you, not knowing well how to start, she spends a time like this, and you have no idea if it's more creepy like this or it would would be worst if her hair wasn't covering her face, you can feel her stare on you neither way. "How did you do that?" Is the first thing she says, going to the point, not caring for formalities. "Do what?" You tease, you know well what she is asking, she can tail, so she doesn't insist, doesn't give you what you want, making you pout a bit. "You are a grown woman that managed to scape my Demon Blood Art, and yet you pout in front of me." She is angry. What are you doing? How are you doing it? Why does she lose control when it comes about you? Her interdimentional realm.... is it even anything for you?

But she must have you, she must. Her whole body aches for you, or is it just because of what you can do? She can't stop thinking about it, wanting you caged in her corridors and rooms, not letting go, so you are hers and hers alone. She.... likes you, a lot more than she ever liked any man. "Nakime-chan, I will leave if I get too bored." She plays her Biwa, knowing it's useless to use her powers on you, she just plays to entertain you until she figures something out, if there is anything to figure out.

Akaza:

Please don't leave. Please, don't leave him, he can't- if you leave- you have to stay. Stay, please. "Please, I'm begging you. Stay. I.... I will protect you, I will take care od you, promise. I pro- please, please, don't do this to me." Akaza begs, grabbing you by the waist, holding you tight, digging fingers into your clothes. It's taking a lot of him to not cry. Why do you want to leave? Did he do something wrong? Is he not strong enough? "I promise to get stronger! To be there! To protect... I want to protect you, please..."

If he is not there what will happen to you? Hung by the neck. Poison in the well. Death death DEATH. What will happen to him? There is nothing left he doesn't care, just needs to get stronger because if he was strong enough to begin with it wouldn't have happened. Why are you always trying to leave? He sobs as you pull alway but lets you move him at will. He wants you to be safe, to be happy, to be healthy. He wants a life with his wife, the life he was promised! Where is that girl he loves with his whole heart?! A part of you can feel Akaza, while obessed with you, with the idea to protect you and take care of you, has already given his heart to someone else, a woman that it's not you.

You are nobody's second choise or consolation prize, you can't take him and don't want to. "I'm sorry." It's the only thing you say, feeling nothing but pity for him, as you open the portal and leave. He just lost another woman in his life a woman he didn't get to have as his wife. What is it left, why nobody he cares about ever stays for him? Everyone always leaves! "... Hah-...." Can you hear it? He is screaming at the top of his lungs, voice cracking and breaking as the sound of the pain of a 18 year old man who lost everything but his fists twice explodes into self-loathing and anger for the world, just wanting to be found again.... can you hear it?

Douma:

It's odd, very odd, how you can just dissapear the way you do. What is more odd is that Douma usually likes odd things, viewing them as entretaintment, but now... he doesn't like it. He can tell that much. It's very weird how his stomach twists, his chest compress in itself, his throat tights up and his head hurts everytime he thinks on the fact that you left somewhere he can't find you, and he can't do anything about it. Why? He really can't understand it, but he is not enjoying it, you should stay besides him forever, so his body can behave the same as always.

"Y/N! I see you are back! How have you been? Come here, tell me everything. I am a good listener, I'm sure you will feel comfortable." He is not hiding it, what is there to hide? He justs knows he wants you, the rest is... unkown, and it doesn't really matter, it never did. He can't feel anything, but right know he knows he needs you with him. Maybe he should eat you? You are quite a beautiful lady, he bets your flesh would be tender and tasty against his mouth, and in your stomach you would be always with him. But he would miss a lot if he did it now, seeing your faces, hearing your voice, touching your skin or clothes, smelling your scent. It would be a waste but didn't he think that same with her?

He will find a way, eventually, to keep you around. Now he can only show appreciation for the fact that you came to visit. The fact that you are still coming back to him. He will give you all of his attention, find your weakness and get what he wants. He may not look like it, but he can be patient when it matters. It just has never mattered before, maybe it doesn't even matter now. "It was fun to see you again. Bye, Douma!" You fade away and he can only stare.... that portal should have been his stomach.

Kokushibou:

You are finally out of his life, THE WHY ARE YOU STILL IN HIS HEAD?! WHY? It's been a while since you just... evaporized of this world, he knows.Kokushibou has been looking for you, actually looking for you, not the "I'm searching" he always gives Muzan off, but actually tried to follow you like he tried to follow his brother, no wonder he also failed this time. GET OUT OF HIS HEAD! HE DOESN'T WANT TO THINK ABOUT YOU! HE WANTS TO FORGET YOU! You are gone and that is good, out of his life, out of his system, out of his internal demons, out of his- "Koku, is that you?" ...... he turns around slowly to find you standing there....

No.... no, why are you here? This... is this some illusion? A dream? A nightmare? Why are you getting closer to him? Why are you trying to talk to him? Can't you see he doesn't want anything to do with you? "Why, as talktative as always!" You shouldn't be here. You shouldn't be talking over him, as if you were another man instead of a woman. His wife never did such a thing, she was quiet, elegant, filial and dutiful and yet he left her like you will leave him. Is this his karma, then?

He can't react, in any way possible. His breathing stops, his heart races, his head and chest hurts because of you. He wants to walk away, to be the one to leave you and reject you instead of the other way around. To save pride? His mind? Why were you even born?! He hates you! Hates you so much! "So, how have you been?" But he can't bring himself to walk away until you fade again.... he hates you so much, you have become everything to him. Like Yoriichi.

Muzan:

Another demon just died, their own body attacking them. It's not weird, Muzan doesn't even like most of his demons anyways, so more often than not he kills some of the lowlives around when he is having a tantrum sensitive moment. "Why haven't you found her already?!" He asks Nakime, who only sighs before getting the Uppermoons inside the castle, not yet here, and shrugs a little. She doesn't understand it neither, he send his most powerful demon, including her, to look for some human. A woman with scent, identity, living in his memories, unlike the flower.... why has nobody found you already?

"Hey, Muzan!" You appear out of nowhere, making both Nakime and Muzan turn around, shocked. This is Nakime's special dimention, how are you here? Why are you here? Can't you see what you are doing to the Demon King? Can't you see how your actions affect the people around him? Do you even care? It's just one small world between the amount of universes you have traveled through. "Y/N. Where were you?" His voice sounds kind, if not slightly irritated, he hates not being in control, loathes it. And he can't control you, yet, he tells himself. But he will.

Maybe that is why you came, to tease him, because it's fun, because you think he deserves it. "You know. Over here, over there, a lot of places. I just came by to say "hi"." Nakime looks nervious, looking at her master, wondering if she will be instructed to cage you. "Well, that doesn't matter. You are here now. Why don't you stay-" You don't. You leave as he speaks, dissapearing in front of his eyes. You can see his false calmness twist into rage, frustration, desesperation as you go away. Isn't it fun to make interdimentional trips with between yandere?

[granolawriting]

hi can you do sith anakin x reader (reader has healing powers but no one knows it she is both fascinated and scared of anakin and watches him secretly (he senses it) everytime he walks in front of her etc) reader is maid and she is amazed by story of kybers and lightsaber. So one time her duty is hanging his robes so she goes to his room scaredly but after getting her job done she realizes his lightsaber is there so she cant help but examine, touch his lightsaber but he senses it and suddenly behind her after that idk yandere stuff happens and when he touches her he senses her healing powers so chooses her as his personal maid and makes her massage his temples everynight for headache, a bond starts to form between them

A/N: This is usually the kind of specificity I like to keep commissions for, but regardless I enjoyed trying out the scene building based on your suggestion! I appreciate your request :) I hope you enjoy <3

pairing: Sith!Anakin x reader

content warning: brief choking, power dynamic

word count: 3.2k

Your eyes watched him go by. Black enveloped by more black, a wave of terror rushes over you at the sight of his path. His robes define evermore the intimidation wishing to be imbued within his subjects as his path is blazed with red. Though with careful luck, you found yourself his maid. Or well, one of many. There was a great deal of women tasked with the upkeep of the empire, and so very often his own dwelling. But that was incredibly rare. No one was allowed so close to him, and especially to you all he was was but a mystery. 

You trace his body as it walks past you, watching as yellow eyes and the brood of a Greek tragedy coat his face peppered with strands of brown hair that fell to his lower neck. Though your eyes linger upon his waist, a specific item that never fails to catch your whimsy is the handle to the blade no one but him ever held anymore. 

Order 66. 

You remember watching that transpire. Though you were quite young, you remember the Jedi. You remember their blades, how they were formed, the kybers harvested from far-off planets and infused into specialized sheaths that harbored great power divinely intertwined with its wielder. When you were young you envied the force, yearned for it to grace you with it's presence though as you grew older and more practical, you settled for an infatuation with the lightsaber's story. And with your master, boss if you will, being the only one left with such a sight, it oftentimes shed from your mind that insurmountable fear of him, to one of fascination and wonder. What was his story? 

That's a question no one knew, and no one ever would know.

Fear washes over you. Immanent, impending doom. You slowly gaze up from where you allowed your eyes to wander for many moments too long, to find the eyes of Anakin staring back at you. FUCK. 

…

The silence is more petrifying than the words he could say. The fear of not knowing overtook the fear of what he was going to do and he knew that. However, after a moment longer, he left without a word. A clacking of heel against freshly cleaned tile slowly drifting off into another corridor as you are left with a heart rate that could kill. Your breath levels after a few more moments of silence enveloping you, an empty room, and a myriad of assumptions to be made. But regardless, your mind still sits on the sway of the saber along his belt. Its complexity still entices you as much as it ever has. 

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“You wish me to, drop these in his room?” 

Held within your hands are the robes that which Anakin wears on his daily excursions, often needing to be washed and repaired due to stains and wear; though the stench of blood could never quite leave it’s woven threads. 

“Is there a problem with that?” 

“Oh no uh, not at all. I just didn't know that was within my realm of ability” 

“Well, it is now. So do your job. And don't think we won't be making sure you don't do anything you’d regret.”

Stern eyes meet yours, for a droid that is. Your manager in a way, is a droid. A bit odd, but takes out the reasonability of a human to be compelled to go against code. This thing is more apt to kill you than anything else.

Though with little more convincing needed, you take the robes down the infamous corridor that seldom ever walked. You could feel the aura of his common passage seep from the metal beneath you as the hallway never seemed to end. Anxiety wells up in you as you approach its entrance. 

This is where Anakin lives. Lord, Anakin. 

A loud beep of a properly put-in keypad was what proceeded to a large hissing of the doors opening. You slowly enter within its realm, one slow foot over the other, scouring every area for possible life that you should undoubtedly be in fear of. Despite having a reason to be there, the intimidation lingers within every surface he’s touched, every glass held that lay on the coffee table, and undoubtedly the bed at which he sleeps that you stare at with eyes of awe. You saw Anakin for a moment, within this room. Not the Sith, but the man. You saw the empty glass of water next to his bed, the disheveled sheets that indicate a bed slept in, you see things left half open- the living of a person within these walls. Though one of the things you notice left open is his closet. Your destination is to be swiftly met and your activity finished. Before people start to question. You make your way into his closet, swiftly put his things where they belong, and exit his room. 

However, something stops you. It catches your eye, the glint of it's metal reflects off the sun that shines through his windows and you stop where you are immediately. 

His lightsaber. 

Why it wasn't with him, is a mystery you hold with much contemplation but all sense is overriden being in such close proximity to the single weapon you’ve been infatuated with since you first laid eyes on it. It’s almost as though it calls to you, sings to you. 

A head moving left and right, surveying its surroundings as you stand alone in this room does the desire grow too strong. Your hand outstretched, slow feet step closer to it. Until it's finally touched your fingers. The meer power exuding from it is never something you could have accounted for, but probably should have. A touch of fingers grows into a grip of fingers, and a grip upon it grows into both hands holding this item yearned for your entire life. You felt euphoric, this isn't something you thought you’d ever be able to feel, or experience. Eyes look down into its core and see the kybercrystal staring back at you, and with simple means, you find the blade ignited in a red beam of flame that relayed noise with every motion of it as you softly swung it in the open air. A smile coated on your face in a way you've never felt, joy so strong your face hurts from pure happiness.

This was very short-lived. 

“And what do you think you’re doing?” 

your stomach drops as you hear a horrifyingly familiar voice sound behind you.

Anakin. 

It's, you, didn't even hear him come in. It's as if he appeared. The blade drops from your hand, sheathing itself in the process so all that follows its loss of grip is the hard clank of metal greeting the hard tile of the floor where you stood.

Hurried, petrified voice that only sounded a means for survival as your mind stayed blank with terror; 

“Oh please, god oh I'm so sorry I didn't mean to. Please sir don't hurt me plea-” 

Without another word you are thrown against a wall, feeling the choke of his hands from feet away as he holds his arm out to signify the force used to harm you. 

“Did you really not think I’d feel something like that? Do you know nothing, young girl? The moment you laid eyes on that thing it is as though you laid eyes upon me. Which I promise you I’ve noticed as well. Do you work for the rebels perhaps? Or are you just nosy?” 

your hand grasps at an invisible hand across your throat, restricted air desperately escapes your body as you gasp for breath within his grasp. All you can muster is a “No” 

“No what?” 

Furrowed brows and rancor coating his yellow eyes, a scowl across his mouth as he tightens his grip upon your neck as a sadistic means to give you a thought that you may have a chance to actually explain yourself. 

Though as your hands follow the lines of your neck, you feel the bruise forming around you heal. The strained vocal cords of a woman choked begin to grow well as you grace yourself with the one thing that’s made your world livable as of late. An attunement with life and death that has made you well-equipped to heal. You couldn't bring people back from the dead, but you could heal them from the brink of it. That included yourself, and though it's never been as useful as it is at this moment, it has saved you many times in the past. Especially others. 

His eyes begin to show sight of confusion at the lack of intense struggle; a sterner look upon your face as you try to heal yourself with hands softly drawn across your neck, he quickly notices the wounds on you disappear as he creates them. He stops his tournament for but a moment, taken aback at the sight of such a thing. A thing he's never seen before, the ability to heal what was once broken with powers within only yourself. 

“What do you think you're doing?”

You collapse to the ground, gasping for air but not nearly as much as you’d need to if it hadn't been for your healing. His voice is deep, laced with anger as his lesson on you didn't seem to reach it’s desired outcome, but regardless curiosity got the better of him as he truly desired an explanation for your ability. 

“Sir please I-, I don't want to die. There's so much unfinished for me to do and I just-”

“That's not what I asked. How are you healed.” 

You pause for a moment. Realizing that he noticed yet again what you try so hard to hide. Touching your neck ever so slightly you shift the direction of what you explain to him;

“This is, I can heal. That’s all that I can do sir. I don't do it too often, I don't know what it does. Or how I can do it, really.” 

“Can it heal others?” 

An opening. Your salvation. 

“Yes! Yes. Yes, I can. Please, I'll heal whoever you need me to. Please just spare me.” 

“Get out.” 

You pray thanks and run as quickly as you can. As your feet hit the tile that separated the entrance of his dwelling and the corridor you were in just moments ago, it felt as if an eternity was spent within the confines of that room. Confronting him as he stood there ready to kill you. You have never felt so grateful in your whole life, that you were able to make your way free after all you did. After touching, even playing with his saber. 

You touched his saber. 

It hit you then. That you finally actualized something that you allowed overtake you in obsession-- something that meant an unfathomable amount to you, something you’d dreamed of your whole life. And you got away with it. 

Desire overtook you, replaying those brief moments of freedom in your head over and over as you yearn for just another moment with it in your hands. Just a second more, the sound gracing your ears for just one more turn. But you couldn't. You barely saved yourself from his grasp the first time, there's no means to say he wouldn't do away with you if you ever tried something like that again. Like you could even get close again. You wouldn't be surprised if he just allowed a delay of the inevitable, that tomorrow morning there would be inquisitors at your door ready to whisk you away like they did any other rebel spy. 

You needed to sleep. There's nothing productive out of the fear you held within yourself, and as you slowly lulled yourself into a slumber that coming night, all that filled your dreams were action and power wielded within the saber. The feeling of it in your hand, the way it weighed on you, the power you felt exude from the weapon's very core only allowed more vivid actualization of what had been the dreams you kept for years upon years. You were enamored with Anakin even more after this point, and despite the fear that lingered deep in your heart, there's something to be said about feeling his essence for but a moment. It was something inexplicable, something fascinatingly complex. 

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“Lord Anakin wishes to speak with you.” 

A knock upon your door as morning broke followed by this request from a member of Anakin's innumerable messengers across the empire. He hands you a bit of paper requesting, or moreso demanding your audience in his dwellings at 5 in the evening that day. 

Looking at a clock shining a bright 7 a.m., all that welled within your heart was fear and anticipation. your door closed once the messenger had provided you with the information he was tasked with, and alone you stood for a moment at your entryway trying to gather what he could have wanted from you. You were insignificant at best, all that caught his eye was your increasingly daring behavior that hinged on means for execution. Though for some reason you lived, and for that very reason you held a modicum of faith that there was somehow a positive means to be in his private audience. 

-----

As your day drew to a close, every minute feeling like hours against the impending clock that determined at 5 pm, may you live to see the next day, or might you not be so lucky. Quickly changing out of your working clothes, you make your way to Anakin's room with an intense grasp on the time, so as to not be a moment too late. Or early for that matter. 

Stood outside the arched doorway of his room you sit there with a quickened heart. Anticipation and petrification consume you respectively as the only door that divided you from him was little effect in withholding the feeling of him right on the other side, the aura of a man who had little remorse. Sympathy. Consideration or especially means for compromise. It was what he wanted, or death. You reminded yourself, steeling yourself for whatever he may demand of you as you enter. 

“You may come in already.” 

His voice booms from the inside of the room. He could tell you were there. He could sense your fear no doubt, tell your presence from behind a steel door. You enter with haste.

There you find him sitting on a chair, waiting for you to approach him. With cautious steps you obliged, taking in all you could of your surroundings-- surveying for anything that may cue you in a second before he does. 

You stand a few feets' distance from him. 

“No, come here.” 

He motions his hand towards you, as you observe a face of indifference at the sight of you. It was better than anger. Much, better than anger. 

You arrive at around a half-foot distance from him, and with that he commands; 

“Give me your hands.” 

As he opens up with both his arms outstretched as you slowly move them into his, feeling a cold and calloused hand grab yours the moment they were in reach, and moving them slowly to his temple. You stood there in silence as he closed his eyes at the touch of your fingers upon his face, a furrowed brow that implied that you weren't providing for him what he had expected of you. 

And then it dawned on you. He wants you to heal him. 

“Would you, like me to heal you, sir?” 

A polite tone coated your voice to hide any semblance of anxiety or embarrassment. 

“Yes.�� 

“Well, I can't quite do that without knowing the source. Can you tell me what you want to heal?” 

“Headaches. Migraines. Must I say more.” 

“No, no not at all. Thank you, sir.” 

And so with gentle hands along his temples, you feed within him the power that he has grown privy to. Though as you watch along his face an unforeseen tension seems to be released from his face as it grows softer under your touch. A scowl turns into a resting face, and a furrow of brows evens out for a feeling of tranquility you can only assume overtook the body of a man relieved of an incessant headache. 

And a tear, runs from his face. 

After a few more minutes you feel as though you’ve done all you can, and let up from his face. 

He looks at you for a moment, and you see someone you oddly recognize. For but a moment the gruff exterior of a man dealing with war looks upon you like, just a man. No amount of intimidation could negate the fact that he was just that, and as you healed his mind, you felt as though a bit of his heart was able to shine through in its place. 

“Very well. I expect you to report here instead of your usual station tomorrow from now on. Is that clear?” 

“Oh uh, yes sir. May I ask what you will be expecting of me from now on? What shall I do for you?” 

“You will be my personal assistant. Do you object to my order?” 

“No, no sir. Thank you, sir. Thank you very much.” 

And as you turn away to walk back to your room, he calls upon you once more. 

“Thank you.” 

That is all he says, and proceeds to turn into his bedroom through a separate door. As you depart from his home, you feel within yourself a well-developed liking for Anakin that overshadows the fear you held for him. To understand him is what you desire most, and although to heal the mind isn't to be able to read it, you realize that much can be learned through what parts of a person hurt most. 

----

As time went on, to report to his door every day and follow his list of commands, cleaning his place, placing his robes, and most importantly healing his mind most every night, you began to learn intimate details of him that made him quite human to you. He was very slow to speak, only when it was absolutely necessary. But he was kind to you, and as time grew on he seemed to enjoy you as well. You gathered that no one visited him, no one really felt comfortable in his presence and that was something that drastically changed within your own feelings toward him.

 And as the bond grew even stronger, he had a room built for you close to that of his own, as a means to keep you closer for when he needed it. He was very hard of emotion, and in those moments of healing is really the only time you felt as though you could truly see Anakin. And there's cause to believe he thinks so as well. To heal his mind is to heal his heart in a way, and with every night spent together for a few minutes softened him up to you immensely. 

He felt vulnerable around you, and that made him feel human, even for just a moment. 

[xobrattymoonxo]

CHAPTER THREE: KEIGO REFUSES

Summary: When Y/n had everything taken from her at such a young age, she wanted to strike revenge. Foster home after foster home Y/n set fires all over the place... and even some people. It wasn't until the number two hero, Endeavor, took her under his wing for a positive image. Y/n meet a boy there, Touya. Touya was the only one who understood her. One day, Touya is rushed to the hospital.....Y/n never saw him again. Endeavor begins to blame Y/n, as all his force is now aimed at her. Baby shouto came shortly after the incident. On Shouto's 7th birthday, y/n was kicked out and forced to live off of nothing. Y/n rummaged the streets of the city until she met a pro hero, snipe. He helped Y/n to better herself and become a great hero. Y/n only has one goal, though....and that's to kill Endeavor. Little did she know her childhood best friend, Touya, has been keeping an eye on her...... And he has other plans for her, hero.

Trigger Warnings: Noncon, dubcon, somnophilia, Yandere, stalking, obsessions creepy behavior, major character death, brutal scenes of violence, arson, setting people on fire, blood, gore

Taglist: Open, dm, send an ask,  or comment to be added!

AN: Your friends seem a lil fake in this chapter sorry 😭

Third person Pov

“No, Endeavor was.”

Those words burned into Keigo’s mind for a moment.

“Endeavor… he raised you?” He asked in complete shock.

“Unfortunately.” Y/n sighed.

“What!?!? He’s the number one hero now! What do you mean unfortunately?” Keigo was taken aback by her words.

“I mean he’s an abusive piece of shit who killed my best friend!” Y/n snapped.

“Woah.” Rumi said.

“That's a pretty harsh allegation Y/n.” Keigo snapped back. “If he really did all those things how could he be a hero?”

“Cause no one believed me when I tried…. And his kids….. They live in fear of him.” Y/n said back.

“What did he do to you, Y/n?” Rumi asked.

“Some really fucked up things but not as bad as what happened to Touya. He didn’t even get to come home that last time, as for me I always went home to Endeavor…. Everytime… he silenced the hospitals, burned the records and if anyone saw my scars, well they blamed it on my own quirk…. The flames of inferno…”

“Y/n…. I am so sorry…” Rumi said.

Keigo stood up and pulled his wing from Y/n and Rumi.

“I need a moment.” He said as he walked out to her balcony. The two watched him fly off as Y/n turned to Rumi again.

“I don’t think he believed me.” She said, “Should we go after him?”

“No, you stay here. I will go after him.” Rumi stood up as she walked out the front door, locking it behind her.

Y/n was left alone once again with nothing but thoughts of Touya and the evil Endeavor.

Hours passed and she still hadn’t heard anything from them. She washed off her face and decided to head out to find them. After about 20 minutes of walking, she saw the two on a patio outside a pub. She was about to approach them when an arm suddenly grabbed her back into an alley way. She looked ready to kick ass when he interrupted her.

“Shhh just listen.” The voice said in a tone unrecognizable.

Y/n was curious so she turned her attention back to Keigo and Rumi.

“I’m just saying Rumi, who could believe that about Endeavor? He’s the number one hero! No one should be saying such allegations against him!” Keigo said.

“What about Natsuo? Can’t you ask him?” Rumi asked.

“What if he’s lying too?”

“This isn’t like you Keigo. I just think you should hear her story first.” Rumi said.

“No. I can’t listen to more lies about my hero from someone we apparently don’t even know.” Keigo spat. “If it was true the Todoroki siblings would be talking about it by now!”

Rumi felt he made a good argument. “You make a fair point… I still think we should hear her out.”

“I can’t right now, I am too mad.” Keigo said.

Y/n felt a hand on her arm, pulling her back into the reality of the world around her.

“Come with me and I can make things better.” He whispered in her ear.

“Who are you?” She asked.

He didn’t say anything other than give her a menacing laugh. He turned on his heels to walk away as she watched. Before she could understand the situation, her feet were moving on their own, following this mysterious man.

He took his hood down around the back corner, as he turned to wink at her… Dabi… why the hell was he so interested in her?

Y/n walked back to her apartment as it started to rain. The realization of what she saw between Keigo and Rumi hit as tears started free falling from her eyes. Before she realized it, she was at the door of adopted dads home. She rang the doorbell as she waited patiently.

“Good timing as always, the stove broke again Y/n.” He laughed before realizing she was in tears. “Oh shit, what’s wrong?” He asked opening his arms for her.

“I finally came clean to my friends and they didn’t believe me.” She sniffled in his arms.

Snipe sighed as he pulled her inside from out in the rain.

“If your friends won’t believe you, then I think you need new friends, Sweetie.” He said calmly. “Have you spoken to Fuyumi lately? She frantically was looking for you earlier today saying it was urgent.”

“Urgent? She hasn’t messaged me at all…” Y/n pulled out her phone. She sighed seeing it was a message warning her something about Endeavor. Y/n read the full message. She pushed past Snipe as she ran to the washroom and began throwing up.

Snipe chased after her, grabbing her phone reading the message that Endeavour and Inferno are to have to work together in upcoming press conference about villainous quirks used for

Good.

“Villainous? How dare they say that when you are the number 9 hero!” Snipe snapped. “I hate how hero society casts anyone with a quirk they think is too hot to handle.”

Y/n let out a small chuckle as she caught onto his pun about fire.

“It’s okay Dad, I will figure it out. I have to get out of it somehow..” She thought out loud.

“We will figure it out, but for now, let’s go see your mom.”

He walked her into the kitchen where her mother stood trying to light the gas stove. Y/n let out a small chuckle as she lit her finger, lighting the stove.

“You guys really need a new stove.” She laughed.

Outside the house, against a tree across from the big front window, stood Dabi in a hoodie, slowly watching Y/n and the family he used to long for having a grand old time.

One day, she will be his, and he plans to make that day sooner rather than later….

Masterlist

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[thequietkid-moonie]

Yandere Finis - Headcanons

[ YANDERE HEADCANONS ] [ Finis ] [ Lost Song ]

⚠️ This contain heavy spoilers

⚠️ Yandere, I don't support nor try to romanticize this toxic behaivor, is just for entretaiment

Little ago I watched ago Lost Song and I just remembered how AMAZING it is!! Brooo!!

The story and show the serious tell you that story, the way the scenes mar hes to hide the biggest secret of the story is just amazing!! TRULY PEAK FICTION!!

Finis is quite innocent and gentle, because of that her love is incredibly gentle too, even when her feelings are intense and lead her full life she is gentle when expressing them, even managing to make them seem not so bad

Finis has never being in love before, her feelings have never being this stronge and even when it makes her a little nervous and the only thought of you make her incredibly flustered she still follows her racing heart and decide to be as close as you as posible

Finis' feelings grows quite fast, it doesn't take her much time before falling in love, and thanks to that you are the only thing in her mind now, you are her motivation and her biggest wish, she wants you, she wants to be with you, she want you to look at her and smile at her!

Since Finis had the pleasure to meet you her fellings for you have done nothing but grow, everytime you are around she has a big sincere smile in her face, from now on everytime she sings a song she does it for you, wanting nothing but to please you, hoping that you will like her song

Even when Finis doesn't fully understand her own feelings she still has not problem following them, Finis is convinced that you feel the same and easily mistaken kindness and even respect as love, any interactions you have with her just feeds her obsession and delusions, even if you express negative feeling she just thinks that you may be upset with her and she will apologize with tears threating to fall from her eyes

Finis is too innocent to be manipulative, but at the same time that same innocence make her manipulative in an indirect way, with her problems to orientate and how easily she get lost it end up being an easy way to guilt-trip her darling to be with her at all times, adding the fact that anyone would be lucky to get their hands in her to take advantage of her power, she pretty much need protection and company at all times

Her condition and how the songs are slowly taking her life are also another way to guilt-trip her darling, Finis have told you that secret in confidence because she trust you with her life, and she even express that its okay, even if she is risking her life while singing she will happily do it if it makes you happy or even helps you

Finis is too naive and she loves too intentily, she trust you blindly and is willing to put her life in your hands, wich make it easy to take advantage of you, even if you just take advantage of her feelings and use her power for your own goals she will happily follow you as long as you lull her with sweet words, she just can't say no to you

Finis lost everything in one second, the love of her life, her inoccence, her hope, her whole life was lost from one moment to another, and yet she is forced to keep going, as tired and empty as she can feel she has no other option than keep going

Finis didn't even tried at first, she was too tired to try anything, no matter what she did her fate was the same, gaing and lost over and over again as the story repeats itself in an infinite torturing cycle

It take a long time for Finis to recover and start trying again (after all, Finis has plenty of time), and for her to gain feelings for someone in this state it only can be by two diferent ways, that you were her first love and she found you again, or that no matter the time you have always being a kind and comforting precence for her

If you were her lost lover then it will hit her really hard the simple fact of seeing you again, its like in her monotone and dull life sudently you brought the color and the bright, by just simple seeing you again her eyes start to shine again with hope, Finis wants desperately to go with you, to hug you and cry her heart out for how much she have missed you, but she stops herself when she notice that you don't do the same or even are with someone else, she can understand that right now she is nothing but a stranger, but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt her

If its that she have meet you a few times and you have always being kind towards her the feelings grow painfully slow, Finis is too tired right now to even try but you have being here trying to comfort, you dont know her or what she is going throught, you don't know even the half of what she have being suffering and yet you always offer her a smile and company, no matter how it end, no matter if the world hate her once again your eyes shows nothing but kindness and even worry

No matter how it happens, its giving Finis hope and thanks to that she wants to also be respectful of you, you make her feel alive and at first she was willing to wait patiently for you to look at her, willing to try and win your heart in the right way, but the more time it pass and the more she lose you over time or even doesn't manage to make you love her the more desperate she grows, starting to be more and more selfish due the inmense sadness that drown her

Even if you don't know and you obviously doesn't have the fault Finis have lived way too much, living across multiple times, looking at you grow and perish more times that she would like, and if in any of this times she met you again but she doesn't manage to make you fall in love with her it means years without having you, and, honestly, Finis can't take it anymore, she will just reach a point where she take you to be hers when she feels like you are ready, if you aren't willingly loving her she will force you to do it, she has nothing to lose at this point anyways

Despite everything, Finis is a doting and caring darling, the fact that she will force you to be with her doesn't mean she doesn't love you, is because of that love and need that she does it, but she tries to make you happy at her side. Finis is even willing to start singing again just for you, she will sang every song she knows just for you, even the forbidden song if that means dying at your side

[dearest-painter]

OMG THANK YOU SOOO MUCH AND HERE ARE MY HEADCANONS IF THEY WERE IN OUR PRESENT TIME:3

GYARU!READER

They would definitely do and film grwm routines but some of them being “grwm to go fight someone”

And also “GRWM about talking about stuff I hate”

Used to work at Sephora cause they argued and fought one of the customers

Now miserably works at Waffle House and hates how the stuff gets under their acrylic nails

Has had a fight with someone over the cloths they were gonna buy and yandere romantic Gary ended up being their getaway driver or him helping gyaru!reader while acting like he hates them

Only uses emoticons when insulting someone

Has Ratio many people on twitter

Goes live while doing their hair and user12638627 joining in, definitely not yandere romantic Gary(or Gary would use his account while typing in Hate, but has a whole collection of gyaru!readers vids saved on tiktok secretly)

A lot of pics of them and their clothing check are on Pinterest and the gyarus Pinterest users loves them

Cries like Trisha paytas

SCENE!READER

Is very popular on MySpace

Does tutorials on how to do kandi like different types of bracelets, purses, keychains, ect

Also does grwm on tiktok but on YouTube it’s kinda long(example:https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=-MToB72v6_0&list=LL&index=1&t=61s&pp=gAQBiAQB)

Did a tiktok of them and Jimmy and Pete, all together, dancing to nightcore version of be my bad boy or everytime we touch(which got like 1 million likes)

Ether ignores a hate comment or just reply’s to them with ”:3” or any emoticon

But yandere platonic Gary goes after those who types hate comments and stuff like “wrist reveal” and makes a lot of accounts terrorizing them and manages to find their bloodline on Facebook until they blocked him

Is followed by yandere platonic Gary, Jimmy, pete, the nerds, and Johnny on tiktok

Yandere platonic gary films a vid of him and his sibling(scene!reader) while it read “when you and your sibling has a different clothing style”

Does outfit checks

LOLITA!READER

Yandere platonic Jimmy does vids of him helping his younger sibling(Lolita!reader) with their hair

Their mom bought lolita!reader that lolita dress from Amazon and yandere platonic Jimmy had to explain to his mom the reason why it was wrong and that other people like Lolita!reader avoids that mistake and he ended up buying a different dress from bodyline, lace market, Taobao or any Lolita website cause their mom didn’t understand

Plays on roblox and the game being the most played by them would be royale high and them having a lot of expensive clothing sets on the game and playing with Jimmy along with Pete and surprisingly gary would play with them(but Gary would only play to ether troll or with the others because of boredom)

Roblox username is unicorngirl something

Ratios everybody who hates on their older sibling vids

Has told a kid(who they were arguing with)on roblox that they should shut up cause they are probably like 5 and should give their mom the phone back and that it’s bedtime

Has almost gotten lost by a crowd of people when them and Jimmy tried to go to their class cause a Tardy sweep was happening(and Jimmy had to hold on to their hand)

Argues with grown ass adults(only when they are being disrespectful to them or Jimmy)

Has an amazing reading level and is very smart for their age(Gary or the jocks definitely didn’t commented an 🤓 under a post of Lolita!reader and the schools post being about their intelligence while being young from the schools page)

Jimmys and Lolita!readers mom flexes about how Lolita!reader is the only gen alpha that knows how to read and spell and isn’t disrespectful (Lolita!reader birthdate is ether 2012, 2013 or 2014)

Thinks kids who goes to Sephora are dumb

Offoptic: right now I can imagine gyaru!reader doing their work on Waffle House while miserably trying to get the stuff out under from the acrylics and saying some storylines while getting ready, scene!reader giving yandere platonic gary, Jimmy, pete,the nerds some of the kandi they made, and the trio(Yandere platonic Jimmy, gary, and pete) playing fashion famous with Lolita!reader, and Gary being pissed that someone is copying him, and on shark attack, Lolita!reader and jimmy trying to kill the shark while one of them were yelling to drive faster to Gary and Gary being pissed and blaming it on Pete(at the end, the shark ends up catching them and killing yandere platonic jimmy and Gary while pete and Lolita!reader manages to get away by jumping off the moment the shark was about to eat them but they end up dying at the end when the shark finds them)

Omfg I love this so much but I do love the idea that Gyaru!reader warms up to it because of their coworkers but also the fact, they get free drama that finally doesn’t involve them

[exstranger]

Recently I've been getting into Ranma again; at the start it was because I was caught up in the genderbender fetish, but now I feel like Ive reached a new understanding. For most my time I was just normal stupid kid but slowly I grew obssessed with immortality and becoming a woman. I wanted to be shorter, to have clean smooth legs, longer hair, smaller face, wider hips and all that. I started trying to imitate a woman's walking pattern and tried to sit like a girl. I tried many weird positions in my sleep trying to not grow any taller and to get wider hips and narrower shoulders. But my package was too big and grew even bigger making it unconformable, my mother didn't like seeing my legs shaved, I like working out so I got bulkier. Before it felt like I was cursed to be born a man, but eventually it felt like I was cursed having this desire in the first place. I'm a man, I've always liked things men typically like: cars, toys, superheroes, transformers, dinosaurs, insects, sports, martial arts, etc. But I also liked trying my sisters clothes, seeing her shows, shoujo content, and looking like a woman. I once wore a wig on crazy hair day, at first glance it just looked like a blue mohawk like a rock start, that's cool, I stuck some sea animals into it with my mother and went on my way. People laughed all throughout the day, I didn't really get. But when I got back my grandmother looked at the wig and said to take it off I looked like a girl. I went to the mirror and I really did, I thought it was cool but I didn't wanna upset my grandmother. Im a cis man, before I thought sex and romance was disgusting, but on graduation day I saw Trinidad for the first time, she's been in my class for a whole year but it was just then I saw how beautiful she was. She left right after but since then I've fancied nearly every girl in my class and I dreamed of going in dates with them. I some some media like Year 1 and Game of Thrones (the scene in the bar with the naked women), and many others. I started skipping karate class to go to use the library to play club penguin, star wars online, some rat online game and many others. Then I was using it see naked women in youtube, then I was looking for streaking women, then strip dancing women, then bdsm captions, and then sissy hypno? I don't take kindly to being maninpulated so then it just became sissy captions, suddenly turning to tg captions then genderbending hentai. Most of this happened between 10 and 14. I started watching anime at the request of a friend, saw some guys crossdress (Kirito s2, some guy who has a yandere sword and crossdressed to compete in tournaments but then got a kuudere sword and built and ecchi harem). Tried panties, boner, can't use bra, depressed. I like reading. I really really like reading. Read everywhere everytime. Naruto can genderbend, cool. Naruko fanfiction discovered. Dream of becoming a woman. SI into anime Im watching and genderbend women into men. Hump the bed till I cum. That hurt and I wet the bed like a five year old. Weeb friend sees my girl avatar in pokemon y and asks me why. I say just because. He says you can become a woman if you want, there are procedures, say im not girl. New friend says masturbation for the first time, huh? what's that word (I have a sixth sense for dirty words but i somehow just never aknowledge it and just become genuinely intrigued with the new dirty word) ask religion teacher what masturbation means (im not autistic) feel nothing wrong, but have the sense they think im just messing with them, go to school library, look for masturbation, look for images, immediately understand. Become addicted to porn. Miss class to masturbate, nearly fail my last year of school. My father just came and I had to dissimulate. Im good at lying, Im very good at lying. Can't go a day without lying. Im hurt very easily, too easily, life without pain feels alien. Physically, emotionally, pain is a longtime companion to us all.

[often-obsessed]

Yandere!cyrus x gn!reader

Chapter 7

Cyrus stared at the unusual scene before him. Evidence of a pokemon battle littered the ground. Scratch marks disturbed the dirt and ice clumps clung to grass. In the center his weavile fainted, covered in slashes.

It must have been an surprise attack. But how? He won, his perfect world was in the making, the only other person was under his thumb. He had destroyed their pokemon long ago.

It didn't make any logical sense.

But the illogical, the uncontrollable was before him.

He returned his weavile.

A small twinge pulled at his stomach.

Where were you?

He looked at the disturbed dirt once more. Yes he could see it, shoe prints in the ground. A struggle. No blood anywhere. Of course you wouldn't give up easily.

He thought back on all the times you had defied him. Jumping off one of the many islands, only to find out there was no gravity. Throwing a fit everytime he entered a room. Trying to fistfight his pokemon.

...

He sighed, another hunt it was. Your tenacity was admirable, in small doses. The vast scenery seemed to dwarf him.

But soon another familiar twinge snuck it's way into his chest. The cursed feeling, he had no name for it, but it was unwelcome. He needed to find you.

Hopefully in one piece.

And alive.

He called palkia to him, the behemoth stared at him, the product of his victory.

"Palkia find our runaway."

Palkia looked around, eyes glowing brighter than usual, walking with soft footsteps that shouldn't be possible for the behemoth.

The deity circled the scene before them.

Cyrus frowned, palkia should have honed in on you location by now.

The twinge became a twist.

"Palkia find our runaway."

Palkia once again paced around seemingly a bit more frustrated.

Was palkia unable to find you, or were you...

No there must be another explanation.

Palkia froze before honing on an empty spot in front of them.

A bright light blinded him for a split second leaving behind a sharply dressed man.

The man's persian rubbed against his legs. Most likely responsible for weavile's fainting.

But how was this man here?

Had he only destroyed half of the universe?

He had won, what variable had he forgot?

"Hello there, you must be Cyrus. I've been trying to find you for a while. I ran into your companion first-"

Cyrus' eyes sharpened.

"Don't worry, they're unharmed just resting at the moment."

The man walked closer to him, his head slightly tilted up.

As of a weak display could scare him.

"Quite the place you have for yourself, still in the first stages? Not too bad."

Cyrus stared the man down.

"How are you here."

He had half a mind to use one of his legendaries to vaporize this man. But if this man managed to escape the reset, he must have a powerful pokemon in his possession. Powerful enough to hide his runaway from palkia's sight.

The man chuckled, he sauntered around, seemingly not giving him the time of day.

His persian watching Cyrus' every move as it rubbed against its trainer's leg.

"Straight to the point hmm? I like that. My name is Giovanni, leader of team rainbow rocket. As for how and why I'm here, I would prefer to talk in a more comfortable environment."

The man pulled out a pokeball releasing the pokemon that was most likely responsible for him being here.

Yes he had vaguely heard of this mysterious pokemon. In his search for a new world, rumors had come from kanto about a powerful rogue pokemon. He didn't think it was powerful enough to evade the reset. A mistake he would not make again.

"I would like to invite you to my world for a proper discussion, your friend is already there."

"I will admit you have my interest, I will consider your offer. As long as my ward is unharmed."

Giovanni smiled

"Then we have no problem."

Cyrus retrieved palkia nodding to Giovanni.

In a flash they were transported to a new room.

The huge multicolored "R" was the first thing Cyrus noticed.

Cyrus caught movement in the corner of his eye, turning his head to watch as two presumably team rocket grunts approached. They saluted their leader, unhidden admiration in their eyes.

A familiarity as he recalled his own grunts and commanders giving him the same look.

"Giovanni sir welcome back. No bad news to report."

"Good. Be prepared to have a new room put up for my friend Cyrus. And bring our newest guest here as soon as possible."

"I have not agreed to stay Giovanni."

Giovanni smirked

"Well once you hear my proposal I'm sure you'll stay. There are many new discoveries surrounding pokemon. Have you heard of mega evolution, z-crystals? I have other leaders of organizations here already,  and with these new found powers, I have no doubt we'll all make a formidable team."

Other leaders. Of different organizations.

Cyrus inwardly sighed, he couldn't leave now, not with the threat of other powerful leaders.

If Giovanni could easily enter his new domain he could only imagine what these so called others could do.

No, he would have to stay, if only to observe. Just until he could find weak points and just until he had you back in his sights.

Most likely you were ecstatic about seeing other people besides him.

He would give you this small solace until he dragged you back to where you belonged.

"We'll see. I still haven't seen my ward."

"They're fine. Though I wonder if they'll come willingly. What do you think?"

"Whether they come willing or not does not concern me."

"I see."

The doors opened and lo and behold you entered, flanked by two guards. The twinge disappeared, soothing into nothing as you came closer. He ignored the look of horror in your eyes.

You were here and you were okay.

Giovanni pointed his hand in his ward's direction.

"Here they are unharmed as I said."

"Hmm."

The team rocket leader set his sights on you.

"I'm glad you could finally join us, Cyrus and I were betting if you would have to be dragged here."

Cyrus stared at you, no bruises from what he could see. His shoulders relaxed a bit.

You were stunned quiet, he could only imagine the thoughts racing in your head.

"Well look who crawled out of my personal hell. Who's life are you here to ruin now?"

There was the sass.

This was going to be a long conversation.

[aesopsbaby]

What if Yandere David and Daniel had a shy and innocent darling?

Innocent

Note: I'm not sure whether you wanted it together or separate,,, <\3 If not together,I could make a separate one! :D

Warnings:Yandere Themes

Let's start of by saying. Oh boy.

David would be ecstatic,honestly! You're like a scared little bunny! He finds it adorable how you're so shy <3

He would smile softly at you whenever you get flustered and try to hide yourself.

He absolutely MELTS whenever he sees you stuttering and tripping over your own words whenever he speaks to you.

David adores you so much <3 He gets so elated seeing you with so many different expressions and somehow all of those reactions are still adorable!

David fawns over you,24/7. He never leaves your sight,,,

Although,,,David sometimes get a bit annoyed when you yelp or shy away from his touch.

Yes,he finds it cute! But,,,after a while,,,it just irks him. Like come on! He just wants to hold you without you trembling and jumping away from his grasp!

"Sunshine,please...stop..acting like this."

He sighs frustratedly everytime he sees you shift away from him. But he wouldn't lash out immediately,oh no no.

It would take ALOT for you to break his limit,,,

And even if you DID reach that point,the most David would do is ignore your protests and just force you into his arms as he holds you. David doesn't want to scare you! But you're just making it hard for him to hold back,,,

Daniel watches everything silently,while a smirk is on his face.

Like David,he finds you adorable!

Daniel finds joy in concerning you against a wall and just watching your reactions. You trying to scramble away from him while he just grins at you,trapping you from all sides.

He just loves seeing you avert eye contact with him.

But then Daniel would force your head to tilt up to look at him,all the while he has a huge smile on his face.

"Come on,Darling. It isn't very nice to ignore someone."

If you still managed to look away from him while he has your face in his hand. He would grip your cheeks even harder,forcing you to wince.

"Look at me."

Every second you drag without looking at him,the harder he presses into your jaws.

And when you finally give up and look at him. Daniel has a steady glare on you. Eyes not blinking even once and he has a strained smile on his features.

"There we go. Now that wasn't very hard,was it darling?"

He would say releasing his grip on your face,instead using it to caress the side on your face with questionable gentleness. All the while he has a soft smile on his face.

David doesn't approve of Daniel's treatment towards you >:(

David would sometimes come to your rescue,pulling Daniel off of you and huffing disappointedly at Daniel.

"Daniel! Stop doing that!" David glares at Daniel,patting your head soothingly as you hid behind him. "Look at our beloved just trembling!" He chides at the man behind him who is staring at the pathetic scene before him with a unamused look. Daniel rolls his eyes,a grumble leaving his lips. "Oh stop overeacting. You just want Y/n all to yourself." Daniel spat.

David would usually sigh,calming you down before taking you away to cheer you up <3

Daniel hates this though- He understands you're scared of him but seeing you closer to David,just gets him so upset :((

Daniel doesn't know how to express his emotions <\3 so he usually forces all his feelings onto you. He stares at you with a smile because he's just mesmerised by you but he doesn't know why you freak out and look away from him. And he just thinks you don't like him :(( instead of thinking you were just shy or uncomfortable,,,

And he forces you to reciprocate his feelings because he's just so desperate :( Why don't you just see that he loves you as much as David does! Why won't you go to him for comfort?? Why do you only relax when David is near?? What was he doing wrong?!

He doesn't understand and just thinks you hate him <\3

But don't worry,David would explain to him that you're just shy :) and would help him to better express his feelings instead of cornering you everytime he wants affections.

NOW!!! DANIEL WOULD MAKE FLIRTY AND DIRTY COMMENTS DAILY!!!

Daniel would be the one making dirty jokes as well and David understands all of them.

"Hey Angel,try licking the ice cream from bottom to top. It helps it from melting so quickly." Daniel says,a smirk tugging on the corner of his lips. You tilt you head to the side slightly before shrugging and doing as you're told. Oblivious to the eyes staring at you with lust filling them. "Daniel!" David huffs with exasperation,a slight pink hue on his cheeks. However,David is also staring at you as you do whatever Daniel had told you.

David would scold Daniel slightly but Daniel would just smile at him with a raised brow. Because he knows damn well,David is thinking the exact same as him.

God you're so innocent,it fuels into Daniel's ego. He could make so many dirty jokes and comments and you would just curiously tilt your head. You are so lost whenever you see David raising his voice at Daniel to "stop it!" And Daniel is just laughing obnoxiously.

There are times where David isn't having a good mood and he just glares daggers at Daniel. A silent warning. And Daniel would just keep a strained smile on his lips as he shuts his mouth.

Daniel respects David's boundaries and wouldn't cross them.

David is actually glad that you have an innocent nature! Glad that you're pure <3

Daniel,on the other hand. Takes full advantage of that to rile David up and to see your cute expression struggle to understand what they're saying.

However,if there ARE jokes that you get and you get flustered and shy,trying to cover your face out of embarrassment. Daniel's smile would fade and a genuine look of shock would be on his face. Like he is honestly surprised at how flustered you can be. Then the same smug smirk would come back as fast as it faded; so you weren't all that innocent,huh?

David,however,would just gush over how adorable you looked. He would reprimand Daniel slightly for causing you discomfort and then going back to cooing over you. Smiling widely as he pats your head lovingly,soft chuckles coming from him.

Overall,it would be an...interesting experience?

I mean,,,both of them love you dearly! And there are constant compliments from both males! <3

[totallyawr1t3r]

Hi Gray, I noticed that there are very few Yandere Dolores on your blog, And so I'm here to fix it. So what about the headcanon or script with yandere Dolores and the reader (gn or fem) where Yandere Dolores fell in love (that is, obsessed) with the reader and then because of her prediction finds out that the reader is engaged to another, and what will Yandere Dolores do, kill the other half of the reader, or kidnap the reader? Thanks in advance Gray, we really appreciate everything you do for u

Yes, ty- Dolores needs more love

TW: Murder, Kinda Stalking

Yandere Dolores:

Dolores was upset with the vision Bruno had given her, but she didn't think so much about it at first. She didn't even know who this person was yet. So, she kinda forgot all about it.

But then Dolores had met you, the love of her life. She knew everything about you, she knew exactly where you were at all times, knew all of your favorite things, and your little habits. She also knew about how you were going to be engaged to Isabela, her prima.

Oh, how she wished she could have been Isabela. What made it even worst was that you were completely head-over-heels for her. She had to listen to every cheesy little pick-up lines, how you couldn't wait for your guy's wedding, and how you loved her more than anything. It made her chest tighten everytime she saw you two together, and she could feel her heart break a little every day.

Isabela didn't deserve you.

Isabela didn't even wanna marry you at first anyways. She only really started to fall in love with you later on!

Dolores had loved you before her. She should be the one to marry you instead!

Dolores had to push it aside and watch how happy you looked around Isabela. Why couldn't you look at her like that? What was she doing wrong?

But something snapped inside of her when she had caught you two kissing. Something inside of Dolores just broke, and suddenly she wanted nothing more to see Isabela choke on her own flowers. That thought had scared Dolores, but those thoughts kept flooding her mind every time she saw her.

She just wanted to see a vine wrap around Isabela's neck and watch her struggle to gasp for air until it snapped her neck.

Dolores refused to act on them though, she could never hurt her family. Could she? She means, it was only fair right? Isabela had hurt her first. She had taken you away from her. She had heard a few parents tell their kids it was 'Okay' to hit back if someone else hit first.

And Isabela had hit first.

Dolores' hands shook rapidly as she held tightly onto Isabela's body. Her body lacked any warmth to it, completely still with all the color drained from her perfect face. The only emotion Isabela had last shown was pure terror as her eyes were wide, her mouth slightly gaped open.

Red stained Dolores' hands as she laid down her body, planting the final touch to the scene. She had expected to feel upset, sad, at least something for Isabela's death. But She felt a strange burst of joy seeing her dead body right in front of her. You were finally hers, as she was yours now.

A little smile tugged at Dolores' lips, as she listened into you. Letting out a small hum as she heard you sleep soundly in your bed.

[detroitbecomeyandere]

So I just recently started watching You on Netflix (yeah I know, I am very late to the party) and I'm so into it. Beck is annoying as hell, her dialogue is clunky and she just brings down the scenes she's in but Joe is great. I love the way he is written and how we get to hear his inner obsession and I love it, it's everything I want in a yandere and more. I'm only about half way through season 1 and I can't wait to finish it. All that being said, bookstore clerk Connor falling for his regular customer. He is always recommending new books to you and after a few months of you coming in starts to bring you coffees or teas whenever you sit down for a read.

Thanks to his older brother he now has access to all your social medias and everything you have stored in the cloud, he checks obsessively, seeing everything you have planned and all the deep personal conversations you have. Everytime you complain about some stupid guy who never texted you back or stood you up all Connor can do is think about how he would never do that to you. With him you wouldn't have anything to complain about, you were perfect for each other.

He starts to use the cloud to his advantage, showing up to the same area you are in and every once in a while he "bumps" into you on accident. It really was easy to insert himself into your life, and you, sweet, lovely, naive you doesn't even realize how easy it was. You need him to keep you safe there are just so many awful people in this world and if he could get into your things so quickly then so could they.

His heart stops when he reads the texts about him, describing the cute bookshop employee, it was all falling into place. He'd ask you out the next time he sees you, you'll say yes of course because why wouldn't you? You and Connor were so obviously meant to be together, two peas in a pod, you completed each other. So when you walked in with some random man Connor was justifiably confused and upset, how could you do this? No it wasn't you, it had to be this man, this man who saw your kind nature and decided to pounce on it, and how dare he. This man, no beast was only going to use you and toss you away like trash, breaking your heart into a million pieces in the process leaving nothing behind but a hurt and broken person. He can't let that happen, he won't let that happen to you.

All it takes is a quick look into your gps history and a "last minute" appointment to find and follow the two of you for the rest of the day. He watches as he watches you go into your apartment, in the shadows, where he's always been protecting you. Connor follows the man to his home and soon enough his little problem is no more. He doesn't like to resort to violence, he hates it in fact, but for you he'd look past the unpleasantries, for you he'd look past everything

[anischa22]

Meet with the Prince! .... No, wait ... he's not the prince ... The Minister, Sariel Noir 🐍

After Clavis, here's the next suitor :

Minister of the palace and Guardian of the Predecessor King, known as the 'Smiling Devil'

Arm of Coat : Snake

First impression of him : in prologue, when he appear somewhere, and disappear in the dark, i got goosebumps! But although he looks scary, I feel he is a very caring person

His voice actor is Hayami Show, a veteran seiyuu who voiced Jakurai Jinguji (Hypmic) and Aizen Sousuke (Bleach). In Aimu Sora show, he also share his theory about Sariel too!

He has a very attractive and intimidating appearance. Idk what he did to still look young like that, i mean his time is full of working and taking care of the kingdom, not to mention taking care of 8 troublesome princes and STILL NO wrinkles on his face 😭 (okay maybe that's really invisible, but still having young face like that!) it feels like he's still the same age as the princes 😌

Sariel is the one who pick MC as the Belle. Because he was the previous king's aid and had a sharp instinct in judging people, Sariel had the highest authority in the palace apart from the princes, including choosing Belle. Even he said before a new king is chosen, he was the most powerful person now. The palace is in his control. Or it can be said like this, the princes are leading in front of the public, while Sariel is leading behind the scenes.

Shrouded by mistery and will do anything to get what he wants, Sariel feared by many nobles. His spies were scattered everywhere so he could tell the slightest thing. With that, he can take away noble's tittle and make their life miserable. When MC trying to find out about Sariel, she can only conclude that Sariel is someone who cannot be disobeyed

No one knows about Sariel's origin, not even the princes know. What is known of Sariel is he already working for the king at a young age. So the biggest msytery is his age lol. Eh but there's another mystery! When he snaps his fingers! Everytime he snaps his finger, there will always be servants appeared and do what Sariel want in just an instant! That finger's snap has a mysterious mechanism as Sariel himself!🤔

Then Sariel become MC tutor. He's very strict when it comes to the rules and teaching MC, but really considerate and trust her, just like a daddy being proud of his diligent daughter lol. Sariel is reliable and responsible man, it can be seen from how he has never half-heartedly carried out his duties in overseeing the kingdom after king's death and more importantly, making sure the princes do their job properly. Even if a king had been chosen, it was still Sariel's job to guide him. Truly ... This man will never get a break!!

Hayami Show-san share his theories that Sariel oversees the kingdom at king's last request. He also assures that Sariel is very cares for the princes and mc. Btw, I already thinking theories about Sariel and if you interested, you can read here. It's just a theories, okay? Not a spoiler or something.

Sariel not recommended to anyone who doesn't like sadistic type. He choose the extreme way to show concern, especially to mc. He's not the yandere guy but seeing him using whip and in his bday story (tie mc with rope 😳) remind me a bit of Shakespeare (who knows what he will do once his route is released). And maybe not recommended to someone can't see him as love interest since he's the older guy here?

Hmm, who will play a large role in Sariel's story? I'm sure Sariel's story will reveal more about the other kingdoms, soooo i think ... Princes from diplomatic faction? And Jin? And maybe reveal a little about Rio background? As for Sariel past, maybe Sariel himself will tell that to mc

The one most often seen with Sariel is Rio. Somehow Sariel often looks annoyed when facing Rio (And Rio didn't notice it… Or deliberately didn't notice😅) Maybe it's because Rio isn't affected by all of Sariel's treatment and he's quite talkative especially when it comes to mc. But because Rio is diligent in his work, Sariel likes him. Jin also often seen with Sariel

Sariel relationship with the princes i think it's very funny and cute. Bc Sariel's strictness, the princes often retaliate him by doing mischief. They will find it funny if they could see Sariel's annoyed face lol. Perhaps Sariel was feeling overwhelmed by their actions, but they all trust each other. Sariel acknowledges each prince's ability and believes they can lead the kingdom well. Whereas the princes rely on Sariel as the one who can do anything. Sariel gave them a task, they will do it then report back to Sariel. Sariel as supervisor does not side with any faction, in princes meeting Sariel will only agree if all princes reach an agreement. As someone who has watched over the princes since they were little, it must have formed a trusting relationship that makes princes preferred to depend on Sariel. After all, the princes hates the cold and indifferent previous king more than the strict and scary Sariel

Next will be the loyal butler, Rio!

[fairytsuk1]

i was all over her (a)

part of the autumn experiences collection.

pairing: yandere!tomura shigaraki x reader

genre: angst

words: 2.5k

summary: you never learn.

prompt: visitor

warnings: noncon mentions/intentions, stalking, pervertedness, this is a yandere fic

    The rain was quickly soaking through his cotton shirt, chilling Tomura to the bone with a grumble threatening to work it’s way up his throat. He hadn’t brought an umbrella in protest of Kurogiri’s suggestion, he was sure it wouldn’t rain as he walked his normal path. But, he was wrong, it was fucking downpouring and his chuck-taylors were hardly holding up.

    Your frog umbrella flashed in and out of the streetlights, the rhythmic step of rain boots clicking and splashing in the puddles that littered the sidewalk. Brown, muddy water rushed in the crook of the street so fast he was briefly reminded of the times he and his family used to look at fish in the nearby rivers. That was a long time ago, no need to make room for old broken memories that would soon cease to exist as he aged further in life.

    What he wanted, was you. Your cute little feet stuffed into rainboots far too big for you, they were a gift from your father. That man was too flippant of your desires and needs that he didn’t even know his own child’s shoe size, a sorry excuse for a man if he were to be honest. The umbrella was a gift from your sister, adamant on you having something to keep you sheltered in this shitty ass neighborhood. You didn’t deserve to live here, he could imagine you in a perfectly manicured house with polished nails and frilly sundresses. The sun would sparkle on your skin and you’d smell flowery with a twinge of cinnamon, leaving men desperate and eager to flip up your skirt with the intent to breed you. You’d look so good, he mused. Cum filling your cunt as you squealed underneath him, pleading for more from your dearest, Tomura.

“Mmph!”

    Your shoe caught onto a crack in the sidewalk, nearly sending you face first into the mess that was the gravelly street. He imagined you’d make such lovely whimpers and moans as he rammed his cock into you, greedily taking you from behind...or maybe the front? He’d like to cum inside you to mark you and maybe, if he was really desperate, your mouth.

    He was working himself up, your apartment was near and the excitement was practically eating him alive with the thought that he’d be able to have you if he was just patient. It would be far too easy for you to get away and cause a scene if he grabbed you by the hair and tugged you into his arms, though, would anyone come for you? Your sister was right, this rough place that you called home was no home at all, they didn’t care about your wellbeing. They didn’t even care about basic necessities, like moving the trash bins so it would be easier for you to keep clean. They were selfish and it made him sick to think of them hurting you, taking you, and doing whatever these fucking creeps could think of. They didn’t care about you like he did.

    “Hey! You live in this apartment?”

    Shigaraki ducks into a nearby alleyway, back crashing against the wall as he shakes water out of his face like a wet dog. Soft pants fall from his chapped lips as water dribbles down his ears and neck. There’s a tightness in his pants and his heart is racing, a usual occurrence when he followed you home.

“Hm? Oh...yes, I do! It’s nice to meet you!” You tell him your name, why would you even think that would be a good idea? “Is there something wrong? I’m new to the area!”

     The man chuckles and your stalkers red eyes peer out from behind the wall, noting your neighbors large frame practically swallowing you up. He almost couldn’t see you considering this man was huddling you into the corner and looking down at you like a piece of meat.

    “You’re new? No shit, I’ve never seen a pretty thing like you before.”

    You can’t even help yourself, cheeks lifting as you pull your keys out of your pocket. Must be the neglect from your parents, you’ll let just anyone in between your legs huh?

     No.

    He can’t think like that, you’re different. You wouldn’t, you can hardly touch yourself correctly. He’d form you into the perfect girl, perfect housewife who made him meals and let him bend you over any countertop.

“Ah, well thank you sir.”

    You’ve got manners too, he likes that. He wants to hear his name-not Shigaraki-but Tomura as it rolls off your tongue, it’d be syrupy and sweet just like you.

    Clunky boots step into your apartment and a creaky door is locked closed, bet that makes you feel safe huh? Like no one’s gonna hurt you? Well, under his eye they won’t. But the only thing it won’t stop is Shigaraki; climbing the white rickety stairs to follow and a copy of your key to match.

    Waiting takes a long time, but it’s worth it to keep this little habit up. The water drips from his hair to his chin and neck, leaving a trail that would no doubt make him smell as disgusting as he felt. His hand reaches up to insert the key before the bulbous man from before is grunting out words that he couldn’t care to listen to. Though, the dude is utterly unrelenting and questions him, “what the hell are you doing?”

“What?”

    “Are you...who the fuck are you? I thought she was single.”

    Shigaraki scans him, unimpressed with the way he’d come to confront him when the two of them had the same goal in mind.

“It’s none of your business.”

     The man reaches for his wrist, looking small in the meat of his palm as Shigaraki lets him play hero for the time being.

     “I’m calling a hero! I have a cousin who works with Endeavor, you know! Stay here!”

“Let go of me.”

     The grip is starting to hurt but the man keeps squeezing, even adding a bit more strength when the wiry man expresses resistance. Doesn’t matter, he’ll just get rid of him while he can. Can’t go around harassing women if you’re just a pile of dust, right?

    Isn’t that what you do, Tomura? Stalk and harass future fucktoys? Or rather...as you like to call them, potential housewives?

    Sometimes, he might blanch when those thoughts resurface, bothering him and making him feel ashamed of who he is. How could someone like him, a successor to fucking All for One feel shame? That frustration or perhaps disturbance due to the intrusive thoughts lets his anger unleash, cracking like whips in the form of crumbling the man to dust. His wife beater, something he was sure he was (though he doubted anyone would want to marry this fuck), crumbled on top of the ashes and grew soaked under the downpour.

“I told you to let go of me. Now look at you.”

    What once used to be a living, breathing person, is now kicked to the drain below. Fingers itching the delicate skin near his jaw, he enters the apartment. He feels hungry, but not for food. He just wants to eat you right up. Yeah, that sounds right. Take you all for himself.

    You’d discarded the boots in the alcove near your door, the frogs smiling with pink cheeks as Shigaraki’s childish shoes squash them in his path of destruction. You lie drowsily in bed, pink fluffy pajamas comforting your soft skin and a duvet pulled up to your nose. You’d normally be asleep if it weren’t for the constant nagging in your gut. It felt as though something had gone horribly wrong. The anxiety causes you to lay still in your bed as if something was watching your every breath.

    It was eerily similar to the way you’d cower from your closet at night with the idea planted in your head that monsters were coming to eat you. This was only different in the way that you didn’t know what monster was coming. Not only that, you had no idea what he would do to you.

    You’d call yourself crazy during times like these, but you’d been right when the door to your bedroom opens.

    “I know you’re awake. You always sleep on your back, not your side.”

    It’s quiet and still. There’s tension thickening in the air like gravy on the stove and you briefly wonder if this was another bout of sleep paralysis. You thought you’d been in this position before, someone or something watching you. It had never felt like this, you’d never felt so terrified in your life.

    “Not up for talking, huh? A bit ungrateful considering I helped rid your little ‘home’ of that greasy pig next door.”

    The footsteps grow closer and against all instincts to play dead or even just move away, you sit up and face the man. His red eyes stare down at you, face bony and cracked...he looked like something straight out of a nightmare. Most people you knew were delicate and kind; they looked like regular people. Shigaraki though...you thought that Shigaraki might eat you alive and tear you apart limb by limp. A whimper exits your mouth as you sit paralyzed whilst he simply gets closer and closer.

    His eyes trace the neckline of your sleeping shirt, a scoop neck that showed the smattering of beauty marks adorning your skin. You were so beautiful, he grinned and planted his bottom at the edge of your bed. You shook, the water logged clothes easily soaking through to you and making your heart sink deeper in your chest. You held a confused look, like a deer in headlights or maybe a puppy with twitching ears.

“I’m...I’m sorry…”

    “Why are you apologizing? Aren’t I the one who broke in?”

    Cry for me. You’d look so good and I’d commit it to memory, you’re the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

    “You’re such a pushover, how’d you let this happen? Hm?”

     The tears build at your lash line until finally falling in fat droplets down your cheeks. Your hands turn to fists like a child as you rub your eyes, no defenses in place other than to cry like a submissive brat. Your breaths were uneven as you attempted to wipe away tears until a quick hand caught your wrist, pinky lifted.

    “Look at me, when you cry. Gets me off,” he giggles before leaning so close your lips could almost touch, “did you know that? Everytime you sobbed in your pillow, I had a hard time choosing whether or not I should cuddle you or jerk off.”

    A broken wail escapes you as your body finally makes the move to get away, your feet kick in the tangled sheets and you attempt to wrangle your wrist away from him, thrashing and beating on his chest desperately. He almost felt a bit sad, sure, he was a bit mean with the teasing. But...you had to have known that someday someone was going to come for you like this, right?

     It’s easy to intercept your punches, holding both wrists at your head as he leaned over you. His hair framed the two of you, leaving you completely caged in this man. His lithe body scooched up yours, hips resting at yours for a moment.

     “I’m gonna make you mine, well, more like you already are mine. Tomura Shigaraki's little wife. Okay? So you’re gonna come with me to the base without complaints, yeah?”

     A brave scream tore through your mouth as you arched your back, trying for a second escape attempt. His left hand detached from your arm to grab your throat, cries quickly dying out as you thrashed wildly.

     “If my pinky touches this vein right here, you’ll turn into a pile of dirt. If that happens, I’ll move onto someone else. So come on; do you really want to be the cause of someone’s future suffering? Give up, daddy taught you better than to fight.”

“How…?”

     He laughed heartily, your throat clenching under his grip before he loosened to let you get a whoosh of air.

     “Seriously? It’s so obvious you’re a daddy’s girl, take the stupid little gifts, listen to his every command, and wait for the day he decides to acknowledge you. It’s practically...practically predictable! You’re predictable and sad.”

     His words feel like venom as you cry, the lack of oxygen making fuzzy black spots dot your vision. He might kill you in this moment, your lungs squeezed and he finally let go. You sputtered, body confused with it’s sudden freedom as you looked up at him with glassy eyes and snot dripping down past your lips to your chin.

     “You look tired, I’ll take you home okay?”

     You’re dazed, you almost don’t recognize the way he peels back the covers and grazes his hands up your thighs, exposing every inch of skin as if you were a present meant to be savoured.

“I’m a virgin! Please don’t…”

     A look flashes in his eyes as he peers at you from his lashes.

     “Perfect, just makes you even sweeter.”

     You hadn’t thought you could cry more, but every word that came out of his predatory lips made a new wave of heartache resurface, was this really who you were? A weak girl who could let herself be lifted into the arms of a man she didn’t know, fingers digging into the plump flesh of her bottom as she weakly clung on?

      A memory flashes in your mind as you let yourself be taken care of...well no, be kidnapped from your bedroom. It was the one with the high school boys, the way they’d flipped up your skirt and prodded at your weakest, most sensitive places. You’d cried for them to stop, told your father what the sickening boys had done to you. They’d practically defiled you, maybe would have gone so far to take you in that empty classroom had you not kicked one of them square in the shin.

     Your father’s words ring in your ears.

     “Well, you must have done something for that to happen. Don’t wear such short skirts next time.”

     A hand comes to caress the top of your head. Tomura’s, he had you right where he wanted you. Vulnerable and weak to his advances, you were tired too. This was just going to make things easier.

     The rain has slowed to a drizzle, you shivered in his arms and prayed to God for forgiveness as you buried yourself closer to him, the warmth comforting and soothing for your soul. Your bare feet swung limply as he kept you pressed to his front, walking on a seemingly practiced path. He was all over you.

      If he could apologize, Tomura didn’t think he would. He had to be all over you. Consume your soul like the evillest of demons.

      “Cheer up, maybe if you’d been a bit more vigilant, this would have never happened.”

     Your bottom lip trembled, maybe love was not destined for you. After all, you must have been asking for this.

     “And by the way...you know I love you right?”

     You’d heard it a million times before.

[necros-writing-stuff]

Hiya ^__^! I was in the middle of writing a thirst/emo ask when I saw your "medias/entertainment the LIs would be interested in." post, and I have some HCs & thoughts about Robin, Kylar & Eden:

Robin- They like MMO games, but since they financially can't afford subscription games, they stick to free MMOs like Neverwinter, Guild Wars 2, Old School Runescape (even though you have to pay to access the game's best content, lol, but w/e), etc. They enjoy listening to light-hearted podcasts where participants are chatting about the mundane. On youtube, they mostly follow cooking channels to find simple, affordable recipes to try out & share w/ PC. When it comes to social media, they're more of a lucker than an active user. I also kinda see them having a hard time grasping internet culture/memes. Uses let's-play videos as background noise when they're studying.

Kylar- they like movies such as Eyes Without a Face, Don't Look Now, Rosemary's Baby, V/H/S anthology, From Beyond, etc. Watches true-crimes docs & series. When it comes to video games, they're very big on any game that requires a shit-ton of reading, so their fav genres are mostly VNs, dating sims & text-based games. Sometimes they like to mess around w/ dungeon crawlers & FPS games. They listen to popular gothic rock bands like The Cure, Joy Division, Bauhaus, Siouxsie and the Banshees, etc. Def a veteran mod in some obscure anime forum. Their internet persona is diametrically opposite to their IRL personality. Has a blog where they journal their daily life & dump their writing & drawings. Literally pirates anything they could get their hand on. Occasionally surfs & posts in /lit/, /adv/, /x/, /ic/, and /r9k/.

Eden- If they ever used the internet, it's just to pirate books, read news & op-ed articles; they wouldn't care about anything else. Has a great collection of books that centres around political & economic theories. I don't think they have a specific favourite music artist, but when they were young, they might have listened to Alice in Chains, Rage Against the Machine, The Smashing Pumpkins, System of a Down, Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, etc. Because of K*rk*t, now I'm legally obligated to assign any remotely grumpy character as a rom-com enjoyer whether it fits or not :v, so yeah, Eden's guilty pleasure is shitty rom-com movies, w/ The Notebook being one of their favorites. (But they're def not ashamed of reading & enjoying romance novels.)

I agree with a lot of this, anon.

Robin falls for Joe mama-style set ups everytime. Probably has played every Final Fantasy and has a few ideas for a TTRPG character they want to play as but never found a group to play with. Also, when it comes to YouTube Robin strikes me as someone who would have enjoyed Jenna Marbles (I miss her so bad).

Kylar seems like the type of person to have one of those Yandere blogs you see. Updates it with every look you give them, posts pictures of their shrine in their room (with you censored, they don't want anyone getting any ideas) and talks about how they can't wait for your future together. I also think Kylar is emo as hell and may have been a scene kid at one point - yes even listening to absolute trash like Simon Curtis. Which brings up a theory of mine - Kylar dyes their hair black. It's naturally something else. They could also enjoy films like The Boy, and openly roots for Brahms.

Eden strikes me as someone potentially leaning anarchist politically. Probably has Peter Kropotkin and such in their book stack. But also could lean into conspiracy theories a bit too much. It may just be because of the town, but Eden has a line where they say they'll never go to the hospital - if they're that injured then they'll die. And I don't blame them, knowing Harper, but it does make me think Eden could be an illuminati/lizard person believer. If Eden ever had electricity put in at the cabin I would bet they'd like How I Met Your Mother and other rom-com shows. Doesn't even flinch when you watch Bambi together and it reaches that scene, which is a little concerning.

[prettyterribleimagines]

Sorry that is quite the question you're right. Could you please do yandere female phantom thieves + kasumi please?

No worries Ian, writing for my regulars is wht I do ^^ also, I will try to answer the asks there were made off of anonymous these next few days as well

Ann Takamaki

Ann is incredibly manipulative and will cause as much trouble and drama as possible to get her darling to comply with her demands and wishes. She is incredibly needy and insists on spending as much time as possible with them no matter the situation. She undoubtedly will use the tragic accident that happened to Shiho as a way to get leverage when confronted with her darling.

When with her S/O she is quite loving and dotting, always hugging and kissing them no matter how many people are around. She doesn't do this because she feels the need to show others they are together, she does it because nothing brings her as much joy as touching her darling.

Normally, no one would be able to notice how controlling Ann is, but once someone notices that Ann decides her darling's clothes, lunch and even when they get to have a snack or go to the bathroom it is impossible to unsee it.

Ann can get angry extremely angry out of nowhere from the slightest slip on her darling's part. She will never lay a finger on them with the intent of harming them in a fight but she will use her newfound liking for whips on them every night

Being a total freak when it comes to controlling her darling's everyday life she will insist on having them text her every hour if they ever have to stay too long apart. Failure on following her wishes and demands usually end with her creating horrible rumours around every circle of friends they have until they yield.

Makoto Nijima

Another control freak but the way she goes about it is undoubtedly different from how Ann does it. She will teach her darling how to behave properly even when she not around. She has so many rules and guidelines that it's almost impossible to follow them perfectly every day.

She doesn't do PDA and doesn't go spreading the news that she is in a relationship with them either, what they have together is their secret and their's alone. But it's also important to note that she will tell her sister about her their relationship and buy them a ring that they have to wear and clean every day to show their gratitude for her generous gift.

She can be extremely violent when she discovers that certain rules aren't being followed and perfectly as possible. She doesn't hold back when punching her S/O and with her strength, she will leave more than a few bruises everywhere. She doesn't take care of her darling after she is done either, it's a punishment after all if they wanted her to be gentle they should have obeyed.

She insists on having them study as hard as possible to have the highest grades in their class. She will make sure they study at least three hours every day even when they are on break. Studying is nothing more than discipline, and how would they possibly have the discipline to obey her if they aren't capable of being at the top of the class?

Needless to say, she will also decide what job they will have when they graduate from school. And so, after her darling graduates, they will work as a secretary for her, and they will have to work as hard as possible to avoid punishments inside or outside closed doors. If they let her down one too many times, she will fire her darling and make them stay inside their home all day every day.

Futaba Sakura

Being a professional hacker she is able to spy on her darling to her hearts content no matter how far away they are from her. She keeps an close eye on everything that she can pry into, bank transactions, conversations and even their online activity.

She doesn't have the courage to make herself known to them, even creating a fake account to interact with a normal post of theirs already feels way too intimate for her poor little heart to handle. She only watches, never having the bravery to reveal herself to the one she loves.

She absolutely hates every "friend" her darling has, they are little leeches that don't know how to treat her darling with the love and respect they deserve. She keeps an watchful eye on their interactions as to know who she needs to remove from their life.

She will contract someone to break into her darling's house to steal anything that they interact with, may it be a shirt or a hairbrush. Needless to say, she will go to great lengths to make sure her employee doesn't take anything other than the desired item or disturb the room.

She has actually never seen her darling in real life before, she wouldn't be able to handle the anticipation and intensity of such a grand event. All she is able to handle is pictures, videos and live feeds of them that she gets through webcams and cameras she hacks into.

Haru Okumura

As yanderes the others are manipulative, violent, remorseless and vicious but Haru is the only one that's actually deranged and has a warped view of the world (I could even write how her yandere palace would be if you guys want <3). She actually believes that her feelings for her darling are mutual and they carry out a normal day to day life

Haru views everything that she does to her darling as a scene from a romantic movie, never realizing the dark undertones she herself creates on every situation with her unhinged behaviour and maniacal actions. For example, everyday she has a tea break with her darling where they can settle down for a minute and enjoy each others company before returning to their busy lives, but this situation is way more sinister than it seems since Haru's partner is actually wearing a shock collar that is turned on everytime they fail to talk the way she wants them to.

The moment her obsession comes up she already inserts on her darling's life, doing her best to fit in perfectly on their circle of friends and family. To her, they have already been in love for years even if they had met that very day. The way she acts with others, no one ever suspects how twisted she can be towards her S/O

Even though she believes she is in a fairy tale, she will use every last connection she has and any money she can spare to have complete certainty that there is no way her darling can ever run away from her. She will have cameras installed on every room of their home, not to mention the 24h surveillance that bodyguards will keep on them every day.

Haru has a lot of money so she won't hesitate to use said money to buy toys that will help her darling stay in line, like handcuffs, ropes, shock collars and even hammers and knifes so she has something to use when they really act out of line. Needless to say, she will use all of those instruments with a sweet smile on her face, not even their ear piercing screams being able to pass through her delusion

Sumire Yoshizawa

She is another stalker, but she maintains an close proximity to her darling, always able to touch them if she extends her arm out but just away enough to stay undetected. She will get as much information she can about her darling and even the ones around them.

She leaves small ornaments on their table everyday, that's her way to make herself known, even if they end up thinking they were being misplaced by someone. Other than that, nothing would change on her darling's life. No friends would go missing, nothing would seem out of place and not even objects would dissapear out of nowhere.

Sumire wouldn't be able to bear losing her darling, and so she would do everything in her power to be as close to them as possible. She might even move out with them to other cities or even countries if it meant she won't have to be alone anymore.

Since her infatuation with that person grows and grows every day, inevitably, one day she will become so obsessed that just looking at them won't be enough, thats when she would reveal herself to them. Naturally, they won't even learn her name before Sumire's finds it's way into their throat, and after all that time, they can be together