#yandere jingliu x reader

[yanderehsr]

Imagine being in a relationship with a yandere and not knowing that they're yandere but you think that they're unhappy in the relationship so you break up with them

Sure, you didn't specify a fandom or characters so I'll mix it up a bit if that's okay

Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Alhaitham: It isn't a surprise that you don't know he's a yandere, he is perfect in hiding his darker thoughts, it isn't a surprise either that you think he doesn't like you, even as a yandere he will be distant most of the time, he just doesn't know how to deal with his strong feelings.

The break up doesn't happen, Alhaitham's studies you so well that he can predict anything you do before you do it, he is like an akasha terminal with only information about you. He will admit that knowing that you think he hates you actually hurt him a bit, but it's all okay, all missunderstandings are cleared now, and you wont leave him again.

"Why would you think I'm unhappy, I'm never happier than when I am with you, remove such silly thoughts from your mind, dear"

Signora: It's not hard to imagine why you would think she is unhappy, she views herself as above you, that you should feel honored to be with her. No matter what she does or what she says, she never feels unhappy being with you.

Signora's reaction to you trying to break up is rage, how dare you leave her, it will take a while for her to calm down and hear you out. After hearing you think she is unhappy, she will start to be softer towards you, she doesn't want this to happen again. You will recieve more compliments even if she isn't the best at them.

"You aren't allowed to leave me, how could you ever think that I'm unhappy after all I've done for you"

Jingliu: She acts cold even to you, sure she may keep an arm around you at all time but it wouldn't be a surprise if you think she is forcing it for you, her face barely ever changes even to you and her blindfold always stay on, she gives a lot of mixed signals.

A break up with Jingliu would never end well, she wouldn't hesitate to remove a few limbs to make you stay, even if you explain it to her that she seems unhappy with the relationship she will still remove the limbs, she loves you so much, she can't risk you ever leaving her, you can't leave her if you don't have any legs now can you.

"Stop crying, you brought this upon yourself... did you really think I didn't like you, I guess I need to show you just how much you mean to me"

Hubert: He places his loyalty to Edelgard above even you, even as a yandere that wont change, Edelgard has been his whole life and sure he may love you but to put you above the empress is something he would find hard to do.

But it hurts Hubert however much he tries to hide it when you tell him he looks unhappy in the relationship, it hurts him even more when you tell him you wanna break up. He isn't unhappy, far from it, you are someone he wishes to spend the rest of his life with. You will feel a cloth over your mouth and nose as you start to black out, the last thing you see before waking up the next time is Hubert's eerie smile.

"Did you sleep well, my apologies if you feel any side effects, that wouldn't be my intention, now lay down again, I'll be back in a short while, have to make sure there isn't any way out"

[ataraxiaspainting]

Fly Me to the Moon.

Yan Jingliu x F Reader.

Synopsis: “You looked at me like I was made of stardust, and told me that even the moon above us could not compare to the brightness in my eyes.”

Warnings: Yandere themes, violence, and unhealthy relationships.

Word Count: 1k.

i’m so sorry if i’m wrong about xianzhou landscapes lol…

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The Xianzhou Luofu’s eclipses are as rare as someone who can walk on water.

Moons come and go across the Flagships’ skies as they make their way throughout the galaxy, and so do the suns. They all change from pink to red to gray, and none of them stay for long. Unlike what the Abundance teaches its creations, life has its way of teaching that nothing lasts forever. Permanence is but a fantasy and only those who are blind fools seek out such a blasphemous dream.

But if it is a blind fool you must be to see her whole for the first time, you will gladly be one.

You met just a fragment of her oh so long ago, under the very covered sun that was oh so rare. You dared not to look away from her as she moved towards you like clockwork, her sword dragging across flowered ground. The moon was white, and so were the blossoms. So was her hair, which looked like a bundle of shooting stars. She didn’t smile, but she didn’t frown either. An expression as neutral as water.

She had a black blindfold over her eyes that had the sign of a crescent moon.

To you, she was brighter than the eclipse above.

You two moved together in a circle, a cautious waltz, but also an enticed one. Curiosity.

“You are a Cloud Knight, aren’t you?” She asked. The grip on her blade’s handle loosened just slightly. “I can tell by the spear you hold.”

You nodded, and a chuckle quieter than the gentlest wind escaped her lips.

You took a step backward as she took one forward. It was not out of fear but at the very least well-meant care—a dance crafted from years of training under daylight and starlight.

…

Now, hundreds of moons later, you take a step backward as she now takes three forward. Fear controls you like a puppet as you point your spear, which has by this point been remodeled and repaired from many battles with the Abominations of the Abundance. Daylight and starlight become one with the same snow-white eclipse in the sky.

She is smiling. Her sword no longer glides along sprouted soil, but a stone path painted with the blood of your fellow soldiers. Her blindfold is off, her eyes the very image of a hollow, depraved husk. Mara.

She does not chuckle when your hands shake, but rather she loudly laughs.

It is the farthest thing from gentle.

…

Jingliu has many presences, but none of them last for very long. Some stay for a week at most without issue, but those are rare and so far distanced from one another. She lets you leave, most days, to go buy tea from the market or to go sit down and feed the birds or to let you practice aiming your weapon at the training dummy she placed outside your living quarters. 

When she first brought you here, she told you that you are free to duel her whenever you wish. Win, she said, and you can leave whenever you wish too.

The only thing is you can never manage to even touch her.

The uncharted areas around the cottage she acquired for both of you are dark, and the only places where there is light are the ones that have straight and narrow paths, paths to the few places Jingliu allows you to go unsupervised. Or is the definition of unsupervised in Jingliu’s world is to have you watched from a few kilometers back?

You cannot tell. Nor do you want to know the answer, because you know the truth will stomp on your hope like it was a lowly insect.

You also don’t walk alone at night for reasons like those. You cannot see anything, only hear and think.

You cannot see Jingliu if she is watching you from behind.

Even though she swears on her honor that she does not follow you closely.

You can hear Jingliu’s breathing though, how desperate she can sound, or how calm she can sound. It all depends on what moon shines through the brightest.

…

Meals with Jingliu are always the same.

No matter what her mood is at that particular moment, she always stares at you from across the table.

Sometimes her hair is well-kept, on days when she is happier and more active in her self-care. Sometimes she bats her eyes at you. Sometimes she seems to stare past you, to the unlit fireplace or the vase of flowers near the entrance door. Her stares can turn into glares in an instant, or her glares can turn into loving gazes. You wish most days that she wouldn’t be so distant, but you don’t want her to be suffocating with her affection either.

You just want the best of both worlds. An eclipse.

“How is it?”

Your attention is abruptly captured. Her gaze appears slightly less serene yet intensifies, while yours remains filled with doubt. Your hand ceases the motion of guiding the fork towards your mouth, descending listlessly onto the table.

“Is something the matter, [First]?” Genuine confusion on both of your parts.

“...N-No.” As you lower your gaze and gently shut your eyelids, your whole body quivers uncontrollably, leaving you powerless over its movements. “It’s good.”

“Are you sure?” Your gaze evades her as if being controlled by a small prey animal’s instinct. Your heart races, as if on the verge of a sudden collapse. “You can tell me if something is wrong with the food.”

Your fingers interlock with such force that you fear they might leave imprints on your skin.

“No, no… it’s good, really.”

She tilts her head. “You aren’t eating, though.” You hear the sound of a chair being dragged, a sure sign that she is standing up. “You can be truthful with me, dearest. I won’t be upset.”

Gazing out the window, you offer no response. The sound of her sigh reaches your ears, yet your focus lies elsewhere. A single leaf gracefully twirls upon the surface of the nearby pond, without a care in the world. You hope it will not drown.

[inou-ie]

Pairing: Yandere!Jingliu x female reader

Warnings: NSFW, reader has wings, transfem Jingliu, dubcon, dacryphilia, breeding, crying during sex, manipulation, nipple stimulation, mention of killing and blood, cutting of reader's wings.

Author's notes: I've had these requests from way before and I think the idea is interesting. Had second thoughts about this but... I've decided to serve it anyway.

MEN AND MINORS DNI

(dark content under the cut)

The creaking of the door always triggered anxiety, prompting you to hug your knees and wrap your wings protectively around yourself.

"Not even a greeting..." a cold voice pierced the silence, causing you to curl tighter. "But that's fine, you'll learn soon." The bed shifted as weight settled on it. "Show yourself, stop hiding." With reluctance, you moved your wings, reluctantly revealing yourself.

You saw Jingliu smiling at you so gently, but the sight of bloodstains on her made you feel nauseous. She moved closer, her hands working to undo the chains that bound you to the bed.

"Did you miss me?" she asked, extending her bloody hand to caress your cheek. Your breath hitched, and instinctively, you recoiled from her touch, causing her smile to vanish completely.

"Seems like you haven't learned your lesson..." she murmured. This time, she grabbed her blindfold, removing it and tossing it aside, revealing her red eyes. You've always been terrified by her eyes...

With a swift motion, Jingliu seized your hair, pulling your face closer to hers. "Looks like I'll have to teach you again how to behave towards me," she said coldly.

Panic surged through you, prompting you to grasp her arm, looking up at her while forcing a smile. "I... I missed you..." Your voice trembled, and your words nearly choked out, but upon hearing them, Jingliu released her grip on your hair.

"I thought so..." she said, her expression softening as she looked at you. "Now, come here." She opened her arms, signaling for you to hug her. Your gaze quickly shifted to the bloodstains on her body, but you concentrated on something else, trying to muster the courage to embrace her. Eventually, you wrapped your arms around her back, resting your chin on her shoulder.

Jingliu returned the hug, her hands tenderly caressing your wings, eliciting soft sounds from you. "You really are warm..." she murmured softly. Her other hand moved to the back of your head, gently patting you. Despite her comforting gestures, the scent of blood clinging to her made it difficult for you to relax fully in her embrace.

The hug persisted for a few more moments before Jingliu gently guided you by holding your shoulders, urging you to look at her face. "I love you..." she mumbled softly, leaning in slowly to plant a kiss on your forehead.

Her lips lingered on your skin for a moment before she looked at your face once again, her eyes filled with expectation, as if anticipating your response.

Feeling the pressure to reciprocate or face potential consequences, you attempted to gather the words to lie and say you loved her back.

"I... "as you tried to speak, you found yourself struggling.

"I... l-lo..." your voice faltered despite your attempts and the words you wanted to say simply wouldn't come out.

The shift in Jingliu's eyes from expectation to disappointment intensified the pressure on you to force the words out.

However, the rising anxiety within made it increasingly difficult to speak. Her disappointed gaze triggered memories of the distressing experiences with her—your cries for help while she violated your body, the echoing sounds of skin meeting skin, the feeling of her inside you, the sickening squelches—all flooding back vividly.

Jingliu grabbed your face, her eyes piercing through you. "Do you love me? Say you love me. Now!" she demanded through gritted teeth.

Love her? The sudden question echoed within you. There was simply no way you could love her, not after everything she had done to you.

She approached you, luring you into believing she was a decent person. She'd be filled with excitement recounting the heroic tales of your past accomplishments—a rare moment of joy, feeling appreciated when everyone else had forgotten.

You genuinely enjoyed your time with her, until another person saw you and recognized you... that's when it all began.

Jingliu loathed it—the way you smiled while listening to someone else's stories, the way they diverted your attention from her... she detested it all. So, she did the unthinkable—she killed that person right in front of you.

Jingliu viewed you as an angel, believing you shouldn't be tarnished by anyone deemed inferior. She perceived you as a celestial being meant solely for her possession.

You collapsed in shock upon witnessing someone you consider as a friend being brutally killed by someone dear to your heart, causing you immense distress.

Seizing the opportunity in your broken and vulnerable state, Jingliu took advantage and confined you in an unknown location—a cabin where you've remained trapped, unable to leave since that traumatic incident.

The thought of fighting Jingliu crossed your mind, but the thought of harming the first friend you made after years of loneliness and abandonment weighs heavily on you.

You tried to escape numerous times, but Jingliu always managed to catch you immediately, resulting in her teaching you a "lesson" each time you tried to flee.

"Last chance..." she whispered into your ear, her hands moving to your sides, gently caressing you. "Say you love me or I'll have to teach you another lesson... worse than the last one..." she added, her hands now delicately brushing over your wings, moving across the soft feathers.

You made the effort, trying your utmost best, but with Jingliu this close and with her gentle touches, speaking at all became impossible. Her mere presence felt suffocating, rendering you unable to voice anything in response.

Jingliu sighed deeply, leaning back to gaze at you. A trace of pity lingered in her eyes but swiftly shifted into lustful desire. "I'm doing this for you... all of this is for your sake. You have to learn." she said softly, gently caressing your face before pressing another kiss onto your forehead.

She pushed you onto the bed, causing your wings to flop onto the soft mattress. "Behave, hm? I don't want to hurt you." she said with a faint smile on her face.

"I'm... s-sor... ry..." you managed to choke out, tears forming in your eyes. You didn't even know why you were apologizing—perhaps hoping she might take pity on you and let you go, or maybe it was an apology for disappointing her. Your mind was becoming a mess, and you had no clear idea or thoughts anymore.

Jingliu just sighed, gently caressing your hips with a gentle smile. "Shh, it's okay. All you have to do is stay still and take all of it... and then I'll forgive you." she whispered, now moving her hands to lift up your shirt— the only piece of clothing she's allowing you to wear, exposing your breasts to the cold air.

Jingliu leaned down and kissed your stomach before licking her way up to your breast, licking your nipple before gently taking it into her mouth and making you grasp the sheets while moaning softly. Her other hand reached out and massaged your other breast with her icy touch.

"You're mine..." she mumbled against your sensitive nipple, making you feel shiver down your spine.

Soft whimpers escaped your lips as she continued licking and suckling on your nipple possessively, giving the same amount of attention to the other one until both of your nipples perked up.

Jingliu leaned back, admiring your body while you covered your eyes with your arms, tears starting to flow. The sight of you excited her even more. "Adorable..." Oh, how Jingliu relished the sight of your silent sobs, finding you in such a pathetic state. She desired to make you cry even more...

You heard a soft rustling sound, and as you glanced up, you noticed Jingliu slowly shedding her clothing, revealing her massive erection. It filled you with an overwhelming sense of terror and anxiety, causing your breath to catch in your throat.

The fear within you intensified even more as you thought about something so big claiming your body once again. Despite the fear, you cannot bring yourself to say no and push her away. Perhaps it's the fear of facing punishment if you deny her, or maybe... you've come to accept your situation. She's the only one you have, the sole source of comfort, the only person you can talk to.

"Now, let's become one, my angel..." She whispered huskily as she gazed down at you, her crimson eyes burning with unquenched lust. She gently held your hips while her other hand guided her massive erection toward your quivering entrance. Despite your relative dryness, she pushed steadily forward, filling you with an overwhelming sense of fullness that made you whimper in pain.

Her entry was slow yet insistent, stretching you wide enough that you feared she might tear you apart. You grasped her arms tight as your wings started flapping slightly as if your body is trying to push itself away, sobs escaping your lips as her size invaded you inch by slow inch. Jingliu sensed your distress and wrapped her powerful arms around you in a soothing embrace, humming softly in her chest as she kept moving deeper and deeper inside you.

Her cold embrace surrounded you, easing your suffering as she continued to comfort you. Her gentle whispers coaxed you through the pain and into submission. Your soft feathers flew around as your wings kept moving, your distress evident with every pained sob.

Moments passed and your wings started to droop down as you slowly adjusted to her girth, and though you were still in discomfort, your body slowly began responding to her presence.

"I've waited enough... now entertain me." With a low, husky growl, Jingliu lifted you up by the waist, bringing you closer to her lap. You couldn't help but let out a sharp gasp at the unexpected change in position, but she only smirked wickedly before pulling you down on her lap, burying her length even deeper inside you.

The new angle sent shivers racing through you as she filled you to the brim, her muscles flexing as she pulled you down harder, stretching you impossibly wide. She tightened her hold around your back, her other arm holding your waist firmly as she began a steady rhythm, pounding up into you with an insatiable hunger.

"Ah... haah... please, wait." You breathed hoarsely, attempting to push yourself away to catch your breath. But Jingliu was quick to anticipate your move, gripping your sensitive wings with a firm hand, making you cry out in response.

"Mmh, your wings are quite sensitive, aren't they?" She mused cruelly before yanking your wings more forcefully, drawing whimpers from you. "N-No... please, not my... hmnggh!" You groaned desperately, trying in vain to pull yourself away as Jingliu continued her relentless assault.

With each thrust of hers, she dragged you down onto her lap using your wings as handles, filling you more completely each time until you felt utterly consumed. You were at her mercy, helpless to stop her as she claimed your body, her grip on your wings only growing stronger and more insistent.

Feathers flew in every direction as you instinctually flailed your wings, attempting to free yourself from Jingliu's grasp. Her unwavering grip on your delicate wings only amplified your sensitivity to her every thrust, sending jolts of pleasure and pain through your entire body. "Still trying to escape?" she rasped darkly before crushing your wings even more tightly.

"You're mine... If I have to break you over and over again just for you to realize that, I will." Her voice grew thick with hunger as she plowed into you with renewed vigor, filling you completely and relentlessly pounding up into you.

Your anguished cries reverberated throughout the cabin as she mercilessly delved deeper into your depths. In torment, your hands scrabbled hungrily against her back, clawing deep furrows into her skin as you fought to preserve even a sliver of your remaining sanity.

Despite the pain of your nails piercing her flesh, Jingliu remained impervious, consumed by her passion, her focus solely on her relentless pounding. The blood trickling down her neck and shoulders only served to further fuel her desire.

Her powerful thrusts battered you from within, leaving you defenseless against the overwhelming rush of emotions. With your wings trapped and your body consumed by the intensity, your struggles eventually ceased.

Your wings drooped listlessly, your sobs fading into shallow pants as you struggled for air, your body going limp as you fell into a state of exhaustion. "I'm so close..." Jingliu purred, the sinister undertone of her voice belying the tenderness with which she held you.

"I'm going to fill you up so good, I know you love it when I do that..." she whispered, her voice low and husky. She shifted your position, forcing you to lie on your back before she continued her movements. Her thrusts grew harder, faster, deeper as she chased after her orgasm. You were powerless to resist, your mind filled with nothing but the overwhelming sensations coursing through your body. Your arms covered your eyes, blocking out the world around you as you tried to shield yourself from the intensity of it all.

You couldn't hold back any longer, your body convulsing as pleasure exploded within you. Your hips bucked off the bed, coating the sheets beneath you in warm, sticky fluid as Jingliu continued her relentless pounding.

As her climax finally broke over her, she cried out in a long, primal groan, her body shuddering violently as she emptied herself inside you. Her grip on your hips tightened painfully, holding you still as she rode out her orgasm to its bitter end.

Your insides warmed, slowly filling with her thick essence. She felt it envelop her length, a sensation that drove her to the brink, prolonging her own climax. Her hips slammed against your quivering body as she poured herself deeper inside of you, painting your womb white with her thick load.

Once her orgasm had ebbed away, Jingliu's thrusts gradually decreased until they came to an eventual stop. She took a minute to catch her own breath before leaning down to embrace your quivering, limp body, not even bothering to pull out.

"I love you..." she whispered lovingly, grabbing your arms and pinning them above your head to see your pathetic face full of tears. "I said, I love you." she repeated, her tone threatening.

Your vision blurred with unshed tears as you stared blankly at her, too exhausted to form words. The silence only seemed to intensify Jingliu's gaze, her eyes darkening as she watched you struggle for breath. She gripped your hips firmly, pulling out of you slowly, relishing the way your body whimpered in response. Your entrance quickly filled with her thick cum, oozing out in long, slow streams.

"I planned to stop after doing it once... but you're being disobedient." she mumbled and before you could even process what was happening, Jingliu flipped you over onto your stomach, lifting your hips up high into the air.

She leaned down, her breath hot against your neck as she whispered, "You'll learn to love me back. It's only a matter of time." And then, she plunged back inside of you, claiming your body once again, her thrusts growing harder, faster, deeper.

You gritted your teeth, feeling the familiar invasion of her thick length pushing in and out of your sore walls. Each thrust sent a shiver of pain through your body. You buried your face into the mattress, trying to muffle your moans as she pounded you once again. This time, her thrusts were rougher, more demanding, as if she was really trying to split you open.

She pulled you closer, her hand fisting in your hair as she forced you to raise your head. "Bad, bad angel..." she murmured, her voice a low growl. She punctuated her words with hard, punishing thrusts, each one forcing your cervix to kiss her invading length painfully. She held you tight, not letting you go even as you squirmed and writhed beneath her.

You let out heavy sighs, your throat raw and throbbing from all the moans and cries that had escaped you. You couldn't help but shiver as her other hand pressed down on the bulge her thick length was making on your stomach. Her words echoed in your mind, a dark whisper that sent chills down your spine.

"I'm the only one you have..." she whispered, her lips brushing against your ear. Her thrusts grew deeper, her hips slamming against yours, claiming you completely. "You've been forgotten... your heroic actions are now just forgotten tales." She kissed your neck, her breath hot against your skin. "But with me, you'll never be forgotten. I'll always be here to remind you of your place."

"No one needs you out there anymore... you've been abandoned by the people you protected." She whispered softly, a light chuckle in her voice that seemed to echo your innermost fears. The reality of her words hit you like a ton of bricks, tears streaming down your face unbidden as a wave of sadness washed over you. Your heart ached, knowing she was right. Who were you if nobody needed you anymore?

In that moment, she suddenly yanked your head forward with such force that you collapsed back onto the mattress, her body pinning you down. "Shh, hush now..." She spoke gently, her voice soft but commanding, "You belong to me now. You'll find purpose in being mine." You sobbed into the bedsheet, overwhelmed by emotion but strangely feeling safe within her protective grasp.

As she kept you pinned down, her hips continued to grind against your sore entrance, her thick length drawing a mix of cum and your fluids. "Do you understand now? We're just two forgotten people, our only place is in each other's arms." she whispered into your ear, her words resonated inside you like a realization you were seeking.

Despite being a hero to some once, you were now just a forgotten figure, much like her own forgotten existence. It seemed like the perfect match, two forgotten entities intertwined.

She pulled out almost completely before driving herself back in with a forceful thrust that made your body jerk forward. You couldn't help but whimper, feeling completely filled by her length. In that moment, it felt as if all you had was each other, forgotten by the rest of the world, united in pleasure, and bound by a shared understanding.

She gave you long powerful thrusts that made you cling to the sheets for dear life, your eyes rolling back as you gasped for air, overwhelmed by sheer pleasure coursing through your body. Your insides ached from her relentless barrage, yet somehow it made you crave even more.

"You're tightening... hah. Keep doing that and I'll give you everything I have." she rasped, her voice thick with desire. As she said the words, her hands shifted to your stomach, pressing hard on the thick ridge of her hardened length. It sent shivers down your spine as her pleasure overflowed into you.

She continued to ravage your sensitive depths, driven by the pleasure you were providing her, her hips pistoning with renewed fervor.

Finally, she let out a loud grunt, her whole body stiffening as an intense orgasm wracked her frame. You felt her seed bursting inside you, hot and thick, coating your inner walls as she collapsed on top of you, still pulsating deep within.

You bit your lip, feeling so full and exhausted. You took a deep breath, mustering all the energy you had left. "...love you..." you whispered, your voice so small it was barely audible. But Jingliu heard it, her whole body twitching inside you, her softening cock coming back to life at the sound of your voice.

She pulled back, a hearty chuckle escaping her lips and making you lift your head up to look at her over your shoulder, "Ah, there you go. You made me wait so long." She leaned in, kissing your lips hungrily, her tongue dancing with yours deliciously. She nipped at your lower lip, enjoying your soft whimpers.

Jingliu pulled away from you, looking at you with a mix of love and longing in her eyes. She carefully pulled out, your sore entrance oozing with a mix of your fluids. "I love you... I love you so much." she whispered, her voice thick with emotion.

Her tone turned cold for a moment as she pressed her hand against your head, holding it down firmly. "You're not going to fly away from me anymore, right?" she asked, her voice edged with a hint of warning. You felt a shiver run down your spine, a nervous tension settling in your belly.

Suddenly, an intense coldness washed over you, a sudden chill that made your skin prickle with goosebumps. You couldn't look back, though - Jingliu was pressing your head against the mattress with such force that it hurt. You couldn't move, couldn't even twitch...

Jingliu's voice held a hint of cold cruelty, her words sending shivers down your spine. "You don't need these wings anymore..." she whispered, her breath tickling the back of your neck. You panicked, realizing what she was about to do. Your wings - your source of power, your connection to your past - were about to be taken from you.

But your body was too sore, too exhausted to even move. You couldn't fight back as she gently caressed your wings goodbye. Then, suddenly, you felt the cold, sharp prick against your skin. A scream tore from your throat as she began to slice away at your wings, feathers fell everywhere, dancing in the air like snowflakes. Every swing of her sword sent fresh waves of pain coursing through your body, making you grip the sheets tightly, pushing your face into the soft fabric of the mattress.

The agony seemed to go on forever, but eventually, the cutting stopped. You lay there, panting heavily, feeling the weight of your loss settling into your bones.

You lay there, looking lifeless, your eyes blank as your trembling body dripped with sweat and tears. You couldn't help but stare at the feathers scattered across the bed, your mouth hanging open with drool dripping down your chin. Jingliu approached you carefully, her voice soft and soothing, "Shh, shh. I'm here." She gently wiped away your tears and drool, lifting you up in her arms. "It's okay now..." she cooed, as if she weren't the reason for your pain.

When you woke up, you couldn't remember much; the bed had been cleaned, not a single trace of feathers remained anywhere. You glanced at your body, covered in bandages. "Finally awake..." Jingliu approached you with a gentle smile, her once-scary red eyes now seemed very comforting. "Mhm..." you replied with a faint smile, and Jingliu moved closer to kiss your forehead.

Despite feeling pain all over your body, there's also a sense of lightness, as if a burden had been lifted off your shoulders. Remembering every detail of that night— the pain, the screams, and the slow loss of your wings—you still find it difficult to be upset with Jingliu for what she did.

Jingliu diligently tended to your wounds until they healed completely, as though you had never possessed wings. However, whenever she has to leave, she still chained you to the bed, yet made an effort to return swiftly, bringing whatever you desired. Over time, you grew accustomed to the sight and scent of blood on her body whenever she came home to you.

You ceased attempting to escape from her, finding solace in the memory of your wings. Uncertain if they would ever grow back, you realized that even if they did, you would willingly let Jingliu cut them off once more if she desired. After all, you've come to accept that she's the only one you have and the only one you need.

[mutualdemise]

I'm down bad for a Jingliu yandere, who is using force/violence to make you stay

Future Proof [Yandere! Jingliu x GN! Reader]

Content warning: mentions of blood and violence

"If you want to entertain me so badly, pick this up and use the sharp end to finish him off."

In the midst of a cruel yet swift confrontation, she tossed you the man's blade, the one he had used to defend himself against her. You swallowed dryly, the clanging of metal against stone piercing through the wind's hollow tune. He lay there quietly, your shadow casting over him like a cold blanket. His eyes shifted to yours, his face skewed in horror, silently staring at you like cattle to a farmer.

It was comparable to an insect that was too slow—the man stopping in his tracks just as he saw you, asking if you were one of the missing persons. It was funny at the moment of his interaction, but Jingliu did not take kindly to humour. She lingered behind you, the strings of your confinement being her gaze. When he noticed her and reached for his sword, she swiftly struck him.

Like an insect, he couldn't even struggle. His sword was hastily tossed away, and his body was doused in his own blood. Who knew so much blood could come out of one person?

"You can end his life, ceasing the suffering instantly. Or you leave. There's a possibility he'll survive, but if that happens," She looks at you, staring straight into your eyes despite her blindfold. You could feel her crimson gaze burning through you, scathing and burning red hot.

"Perhaps it wouldn't hurt to start your lessons early. Count this as your first." Her voice drags on like silk weaving through your ears, and you're stuck rigidly staring at the sword tossed carelessly by your feet. You weren't going to kill the stranger who merely made a mistake by humouring Jingliu's attempts to teach you, but could you let him suffer with such little chance of survival in the first place? Jingliu liked to poke at you through situations like these: a scientist testing different methods. Her mind games were an abrasive attempt to get you to stay with her; out of your own will, sharpened to her liking.

"And if I don't do either?" You drawl, your arms limp by your sides. She liked it when you challenged her, knowing it would cost you her grace of mercy later on. Your legs ached, and your body tired from how hard she liked to push you to your limits.

"Then you'd stay here, watching the light leave this man's eyes." She spoke with an eloquent vigour, always saying 'you' instead of 'we' as if her body were long gone, a ghost of a monster haunting your shadow. You mourned your shadow, tainted by this fate, so tired of bearing to have to push past each day. It felt so slow, and yet when you look back, only a handful of days have passed. You contemplated escaping or even submitting to her will, but you felt if you were going to submerge yourself in this fate, you would get a say in how it would happen.

"If you're going to teach me, wouldn't it be easier to get me to do it myself?" You prodded, staring at your own reflection in the stranger's sword. Both were trapped and helpless, unless you removed yourself completely. Maybe saving this person would at least give you the satisfaction of defying Jingliu's games, and that would be through another game you imposed.

"Did you want to fight him?" Jingliu lightly taunted, her voice always a hollow monotone, but gradually you picked up on the slightest inflections in her responses, recognising her way of displaying emotion.

"Perhaps if he survived, then he would live to remember this encounter and train harder." You implied lightly, as Jingliu showed interest as she advanced towards you.

“And if you lose to him?" She hovered around you, an invisible forcefield restraining you from being touched. Jingliu might have slaughtered countless beings, but she drew the line at touching you without coming to her out of your own volition. She was a patient wolf, feeding a lamb for a bigger meal.

"I'll let you do anything to me, as long as it feels good."

[santsukii]

恋の予感 (yandere! jingliu)

cw: gn! reader but mentions of a necklace idk, probably ooc, yandere, violence, stalking, i love women, super short just like me

someone as broken as jingliu never thought she’d have or deserve love like that which you gave her. it was something real, palpable, when her past loves hadn’t been. where there were unfeeling words of reassurance, you replaced it with real action and a tangible sense of love. she would do anything to protect you, even if it means the end of her own life.

from the very second you looked at her, she could tell you were the one. nothing, and i mean NOTHING would keep you away from her. she's crazed with a tendency to kill, that much is clear.

maybe that's partially why she wears a blindfold, so she doesn't see you with anyone else because she knows it wouldn't be pretty if she did. her sword is the only way to your heart, after all. if jingliu has nothing else, she has you to watch ever so silently from the deepest shadowy corners, assessing each one of your smallest movements. nights like these, she finally takes off her blindfold just to witness your beauty.

the sight of you makes her hand tremble on the sword she always carries with her, making her wish she had said something to you instead of silently stalking and taking some of your clothing items, jewelry, you name it. a necklace of yours is wrapped around her neck, and she's never letting it go. not until you're hers and hers alone.

[daze4all]

Rewrite: HSR Always Remember Me- Soft!Yandere!Blade x Reader ft Dan Fengx Yingxing

Dan Feng was your past, Blade your present, and Jing Yuan your Future

One sided reader maybe ? and Former Dan Feng x Yingxing x Reader Take place either after the quintet split up after the sedition of Imbiter lunae or between joining the stelleron hunters and Abundance Xianzhou event when Blade Marastriken loses memories but regains them and goes back or just before he joins.

From Series: Dan Feng was your past, Blade your present, and Jing Yuan Your Future

A stranger had turned up broken and bleeding near your house. You had struggled to patch him up to the best of your ability and strangely he healed despite your nonexistent healing skills.

You had to be careful with him injured as he was raving and a bit mad possibly when you found him. Sick from something. Swinging his sword like a lifeline he wouldn't let go until he collapsed from blood loss. You wrapped his wounds and and set aside his clothes to repair later helping him into clean set a bit nervously looking away when you could.

He was ripped but weak. He slept unconscious for a long time until he woke

"Stay with me I don't have much but I and keep you safe while you recover," you ask as he nods having no idea where else to go.

You sometimes wonder if he imprinted on you with his obsessive fire-red eyes. Swallowing you whole with the intensity of his stare as he mimicked your daily chores once he was well enough to get up. He healed at an astounding rate for the extent of his injuries.

He stayed feeling familiarity and an odd sense of rightness for this place. Feeling safe by your appearance though he didn't know why maybe because you were weak and unarmed and healed him.

He was like a baby bird after recovery following you like a mother hen.

Intimidating like a big guard dog always with the blade he hugged close to his arms that he would not let go even during recovery though he did not seem to know why.

That's how he was named as he had to be called something not just Mr. Mute Man. But you had limited naming skills but said the first thing that came to mind seeing him "How about Blade for the sword you carry?"

Blade was an enigma and a puzzle probably best left unsolved. Why he was here? What happened exactly? is still a mystery to you and you could only take the broken body in and fix what you could to the best of your ability. Hopelessly, helplessly all over again.

At first, He didn't sleep watching you until you dropped off in exhaustion.

While you snoozed, he'd disappear haunting the house and the forge in the back. His hand lingered picking and putting down tools. An aborted half motion from instinct. until one day he followed through and you found him hammering raw metal the fires blazing in the abandoned smithy of the previous homeowner. A friend and swordsmith who had been unlucky enough to perish by the blade of a sword master forged by his own hands. However now you were not alone, not anymore with the newly named Blade by your side.

Life was domestic easier with him helping to chop wood for fires to keep you warm at night. Planting the next year's crop. Weaving the threads of a new outfit for him as his was tattered beyond repair. You trying to fix to the best of your ability the old threads.

Sometimes, at night you found your friend often had night terrors that were soothed by stroking his hair. A practice that started when he would hover watching you and following where you went like a bodyguard even when you close the door on him when going to the bathroom.

He would stand stock still his blade the one thing he had brought with him as if it was a plushie he held tight. He was waiting for you to leave so he could follow. The sight of him like a forlorn puppy in the rain or a child hugging their favorite toy causes you to reach out instinctively to comfort him. Your hand slipped through sickly blue-black strands before you knew it

"ah sorry " you drew back but he nudged your head as a dog would humming low even perhaps happily for more.

Later that night he plopped his head into your and you brushed out his hair till he slept. Marveling as the blue to red hues " You have such pretty hair. Mr. mute" you commented with thinking soft laugh tinkling from you unbidden as he furrowed brow and returned smile smile. You blushed as such a handsome man smiled back at you.

Your heart seizing at guilt and sadness for his situation.

It maybe would have continued like this never knowing the mystery man never knowing his identity but one day it all changed when he remembered his fractured memories.

He had left for quite some time coming back soaked from his fit after a changeup form the daily routine of brushing it out to pinning it up for something fun to keep his hair out of his eyes during daily chores. A sweet thoughtful gesture went wrong as he had smashe dteh mirror upon seeing it. A trail of blood dripped down from knuckles as he left the house abruptly after breaking a pin you treasured. w hen you had tucked his hair up to the side. A spin on a night-time ritual you did brushing his hair to help him fall asleep that went wrong.

Triggering some lingering PTSD for what you could not fathom.

You didn't see where he went but the rain whipped and the storm went on and the fire blazed with the boom of thunder following the forge. Pounding out his emotions on the metal as he did before.

… The next day the storm settles and he comes back drenched in raina dnsweta

He comes back quiet and solemn with something shiny in his hand, not your broken pin but a small blade.

“In place of your broken pin, a dagger for protection” Blade simply says demonstrating a few parries, lunges, and thrusts with the small sword he had gifted you. More like a dagger easy to conceal in the fold of your clothes.

Tear and eyes burn hearing his speak " You can speak now" Hoarse your voice a mournful echo

“Keep it with you always,” he said thinking of how easy it was to break into your house having done it countless times already. As well was a token in place of him for protection a poor substitute but he had an unspoken mission to pursue. An end to seek that even you couldn’t keep him from now fractured memories were trickling back to him.

"I cannot stay I might hurt you now." Always a gentle giant but fracturing now like the blade in his hand hardly in control as memory and mara seep back the effect of his memory loss lost now.

You like them so much perhaps should start calling you Blade? a past voice friendly and casual yours? echoes in his marastruck mind as he shakes it off to place the blade in your hand. Probably from when you first named him.. right?

“ Be safe” you say being the silent one now unsure what to do now your unexpected guest was leaving,

"You too “ Blade replied a man of awkward silences and few but meaningful words. Even when his voice was back.

Silence choked you from yesterday's explosive incident. You wondered nervous with trepidation maybe even hope at his next word that crushed you. You had yearned to hear his voice again for so long but the cruel words were said.

A grasp of your wrist as he draws you close in a desperate bruising kiss before you go. “Don’t forget .” Blade's eyes burned bright as flame with lost desperation. A hidden side that only softens for you and grips your heart in guilt.

A softer desperate almost inaudible whisper “Always remember for me” he repeats his grip bruising and eyes blazing almost a threat so intense and meaningful for the mara-struck man.

“Of course” you softly say taking his hand with your own to detangle yourself from him. You don’t think you could forget him you tried.

He certainly made an impact. How you could forget someone coming in the rain red dripping off their clothes and seeking shelter at your rundown house?

He spilled his life story in raving, heated mutterings, of fragmented pieces of battles. Mentioning Sinners, dragons and fighting monsters in between a terrible fever you nursed him through. You couldn’t understand the concepts beyond your comprehension, but it seemed he finally remembered.

“You, don’t forget.”

You wonder if he even remembers you or forgot that too. Someone you saved. Someone who saved you once from drowning. You could never forget though it seems he has.

He has all the time in the world and yours is ticking away…. It's the least for can do for the man who will live forever but forgets and you who remembers but will fade away like flowers.

"This I will remember." You promise sadly.

Only harsh truths would only hurt him and you. The thoughts scratch painfully at your heart and leave your mouth dry unable to speak of the too cruel reality and shatter this fantasy of togetherness. To deny him the future he was seeking.

So, you lay still by his side for one last night. A warm body beside him in a sleepless night. You stay awake as long as you can by his side. Pressed against his chest to an unbeating heart as he listens to yours ticking down a time he’ll never have again

In the morning, he turned his back to you and it is the last time you see it .

Past Dan Feng x Yinxging ft Onesided Reader

Imagine: Dan Feng gave Blade the lily Hairpin to hold up his hair and putting his hair up the same with a pin triggers blade. Hence why he wears the healer set but not the pin.

“The pin, you can keep it as a reminder of me?” The water ripples to reflect two figures by the lily pond. When his hair was white, and a lily pin was placed in it to keep his hair out of his eye when forging.

“Flowers suit you more” He harrumphed as he twisted the delicate piece the crafted lily petals caching the light in his hands. It tinged and sang in his hands as parts clicked against each other.

“It could soften your image maybe more people would approach you” teased the Soft smoothly melodic calm voice from his memories. The robed figure behind him under the pagod of the waterlily gardens in the Xianzhou.

“Or remind them of my fleeting lifespan” he huffed grumpily. What use did blacksmith have of a hair ornament nonetheless he tried clumsiy to gather his hair to the soft laugh of his cmpain

“I won’t let that happen.” The eye and voice steady assuring him fooled with

Confidence, foolish , steadiness, reckless, trust, traitor.

Lover. Liar

“Here let me help you” the pin is tucked in his hair swept but in loop on the side and takes root.

hOw doEs it lOok? Same voice but Muddled worried. Panic at the the voice distant. Pain shot through bright as the vision shattered the roots of taking hold and choking the mara setting in.

“He isn’t looking so good this might be the end…

hElp him!

Now spiderlily blooms and is replaced the white with red and the madness raises its ugly head again.

The water rippled. And the lily pond drowned him yet again then dredged him to the surface. To breathe again a life that was set to stop.

Imagine: Playing with Blade's Hair goes wrong…. & Epilogue

A simple updo from behind would make do. You thought pleased with your work as you secured the side loop with a pin so you could see Blade's handsome face and eyes once more.

“Hope do you li-" You barely managed to finish the sentence as Blade smashed the mirror as you tried to show his new do with him having recognized the old hairstyle immediately.

The next day he leaves and you wonder all the ways it went wrong. Or right?

"Always remember me …how cruel Yinxing… when you don't remember me…" you mused as you buried the remains of the broken spider lily pin beside the petals of an old waterlily flower pin in the old forge of your old friend now gone again.

This time he does not come back and you are left with the flower pin graveyard you tend.

You wondered if it was what you deserved the sin of not saying anything, and it was fate that he'd always leave for you for the waterlily.

Yearning for the past was a mistake for the future you could no longer take back.

Outtake to connect to Dusk til Dawn Marastruck fic. Reader x JingYuan (Future) Shadow Member of the Quintet! Reader

Sorry "you cried later in the snowy white haired general arms. Reminiscent of what Blade once had.

"I couldn't keep him here"

"You cannot have it all" he stated practically to soothing you as you did Blade a hand stroking your hair.

"How about this, I have another task for you. We still have baby Bailu to look after… She won't run away as easily" he said sadly trying his best to cheer you up as you cried.

Your first love… and what's worse you had enjoyed what was lost in a domestic dream a silly childish fantasy that you had abandoned once you heard he loved another.

It hurt all the more when you heard from his lips who it was. But you bit your tongue and respected his wishes. To be the respectable, distant, and elegant paragon of vidyhyrdra virtue as expected to be as the sister of Dan Feng the high elder.

It hollowed you out even more so when both Blade and your brother were truly lost to you after the event that split the quintet. Now they and Jing liu had both had left for the wider world both unknowing of any past affections you had all shared for each other as confidants, friend,ss, and the quintet.

Truly you and Jing Yuan were all that was left along with poor baby Bailu, set to inherit the heavy burden of high elder.

[limerenceheart]

masterlist

Xianzhou Luofu

Jing Yuan

his preferred method to ensare/trap his darling.

he know that he is a video game character starring blade.

his darling is sick.

he met his darling when she healed him.

punishing a darling that tried to escape.

meeting a darling with water ability along with being reserved and selective.

sharing a darling with luocha

his lines about you.

his darling gives up.

sabotaging his darling relationship with her current partner.

Luocha

his darling is sick.

sharing a darling with jing yuan

trying to cure a darling that create rainstorms when she is upset.

Yukong

Punishing a darling that tried to escape.

Imbibitor Lunae - Dan Feng

he is tempting dan heng to kidnap his darling.

Fu Xan

she is in a platonic friendship.

Jingliu

sabotaging her darling relationship with her current partner.

Stellaron Hunters

Blade

he know that he is a video game character starring jing yuan.

his reaction towards the idea of someone else hurting his darling.

his darling is sick.

he met his darling when she healed him.

meeting his darling again after she healed him.

sharing a darling with kafka.

his lines about you

protecting his darling from her faith.

halloween ghost au!

Kafka

sharing a darling with blade.

Silver Wolf

capturing a darling that is hard to get.

Astral Express

Welt

how he would behave with a younger darling vs an older darling.

Dang Heng

he know that he is a video game character.

imbibitor lunae tempting him to kidnap his darling.

his lines about you

finding a neglected darling.

Asta

b and q from the yandere alphabet.

Himeko - coming soon!

Jarilo-VI

Gepard

his darling is sick.

his lines about you

sabotaging his darling relationship with her current partner.

sending off his rival to another planet.

Serval

warning her that madam cocolia is a threat.

Luka

his lines about you

IPC

Topaz

sabotaging her darling relationship with her current partner.

Aventurine

yan! dr ratio x reader x yan! aventurine

Others

Dr Ratio

yan! dr ratio x reader x yan! aventurine

[achelouise]

Together, forevermore

Fandom: Honkai Star Rail

Pairing: (Yan?)Blade x fem!reader

Warnings: Pretty dark, (at least its the most dark thing I've written so far DONT JUDGe me), blade is not nice here, non-con but no sex

Summary: Someone visits you on your deathbed.

A/N: ...... i may be on a slight toxic writing streak......... I WILL BRING SOMETHING ELSE FLUFF ENJOYERS I PROMISE

imma be honest i dont know if this is considered as yandere but i will tag it as such just in case

Your bones are weary. Wrinkles are prominent on your face, and your hair has completely faded to white.

You savor it all. The way time robs you of your youth, the way you bend to its will, morph yourself into a fragile being that couldn’t continue her adventure on the Express. The way you laugh when you spill a cup, when eons ago you would charge towards the enemy with your spear in hand.

You were satisfied with yourself. You have lived, breathed, and entertained yourself before the curtain fell. You have made friends, enemies, lovers, and experienced the joy and suffering of life. The galaxy is your sky, and the worlds you travel to is your home.

Well- perhaps just one lover. It felt like many, though. You could never forget him, but he is just a hazy memory in your old brain.

To think, a former Cloud Knight soldier would live and breathe without mara- truly, a wonderful end to a blazing life like yours.Granted, you weren’t from the Xianzhou- but to be on the battlefield is to sign up a guaranteed death by Abudance.

Even as the Crew parts, their memories and cherished ambitions lay dormant in your heart- beating weakly, slowly, and closer to eternal rest.

You loved this life, and you hated to see it go. Perhaps this is the wisdom Jingliu was desperate for- to understand mortality, and to understand an end to a life well spent.

You feel your fear of death grasping your chest as you heave, drinking in every breath. Unparalleled joy also envelops you; ah, the precious catalyst life holds for this body. Even as you have withered away, this body still yearns for a little bit of life, still squeezes every last drop, a complete opposite of the mara-stricken soldiers tethering between sanity and mania.

Beautiful. How beautiful this life could be.

You could only wish for the others to feel the same. You hope March understands the beauty of fragile mortality, and Dan Heng’s rest during his rebirth.

Even then, human will never dies. You and the trailblazer have entrusted yours to the Cosmodyssey, greeting the future generation of trailblazers from the distant past. Only this way, would you be immortalized, encapsulated in a beautiful dream.

A soft creak of the door alerts you. You smile, even as you struggle to inhale enough air to speak. “... Can’t you leave an old lady… to her death bed?”

Your voice is grating and unpleasant, but you cherish it all the same.

The visitor doesn’t speak. They walk in slowly, carrying a glass of water. At least, it looks like it- oh, you can’t blame yourself for not recognizing anything with such poor eyesight.

Probably one of the nurses that are hell bent on keeping you alive. You don’t really like them, you never have. Ever since you resigned yourself to an elderly shelter on your home planet, where you could meet even more friends before your end, the nurses have been instructed to keep you alive for as long as possible. Probably because if you do, you can attend more interviews, review more biographies about you and the Legends of Akivilli.

You can’t muster up the strength to retort any more, though. The nurse doesn’t really speak, either. They have a comically large mask on, one that shields their whole face, with only eyes piercing back. You don’t recognize them. Eugh, poor eyesight.

The monitor begins to beat feverishly. You are quite parched, though. No harm in quenching your thirst one last time before you kick the bucket.

As you reach for the glass, memories flash before your eyes. Your mother cradling you, your father holding you tight, your celebration with your friends as you pass your finals, your first arrival on the Xianzhou, your first kiss, your promise for a future with him, your losses, your despair, your fears-

And-

The Express. Your true home, the fondation which you rediscovered yourself and rebuilt yourself on. A place where you will never part, not even in death.

The warmth you felt for it, and the warmth it returned to you will never be forgotten.

You heave as you gulp down the drink. “Thank… you.”

You close your eyes.

Farewell, everyone.

You feel so light. You can properly feel your hands again. The backache is gone, stripped away, and you marvel at the skin that seems to reweave itself- granting you your youth, your past, prime shape. So the afterlife is merciful, after all.

You open your eyes. The birds near the windowsill are still chirping. Nothing has changed.

Wait.

What?

You feel your body reconstructing itself, your bones rearranging and your senses returning. Your eyes grow sharp and your face feels soft. The scars on your arms grow rapidly smaller, and smaller, until they are gone before you can blink. Uneasiness crawls in your chest.

And all the while, strange, delicate branches curl around your limbs, a soft green glow imitating the blessing of-

No. No no no no no no no no no.

No.

NO.

You find your strength to speak properly again. Your voice is lighter, easier to speak with, a voice or a bygone past, and it only nausates you as you grip your blanket. “What did you do?”

You turn to look at the nurse properly, as they finally start to make a sound- a soft, unsettling chuckle, one hand removing their mask.

The cruel smirk dances on Blade’s lips as he gestures to the glass cup in your hand.

Only now do you see the Emenator of Abundances’ blood swimming in the clear water you were so desperate for, only moments ago. You feel light-headed. You feel sick to the core.

You drop the cup, and it shatters on the floor- your skin feels cold, and your brain is spinning. You’re hyper-aware of how the liquid seeping out still flashes with the curse of Abundance, how the birds are screeching, and how Blade is cackling.

You heave, your breaths growing shorter by the moment. You watch as Blade reaches for your face- and if you flinch, he pretends to not notice.

No. You were close. You were so close.

“Why?” you cry, the first tears finally dripping down your cheeks. Blade’s bandaged hands wipe them away, and his dry lips press on them- as if savoring them.

“Did you honestly think you could escape me?” Blade reprimands softly, his empty eyes shining with disgusting, sickening adoration. “You promised you would stay, for as long as you could, for me.”

“You disgusting, wretched beast.” You lament, curling in further of yourself. The effects of the mara have started to settle; your muscles pound hard with fresh life breathed into your body, your bones gritting far worse than when you were of old age, and your mind starting to delude your sight. “I had forgotten you. I had lived, unlike you.”

“Promises are not to be broken.” Blade responds coldly, gripping your chin with sheer strength. You cry out as your skull cracks, only for it to mend itself, in perfect shape, the phantom pain lingering on your jaw. “I watched you blaze a trail for yourself. To me, your life was only moments worth of mine.”

“I married. I had children. They will remember me wedded to someone else.” you seethe.

Blade only chuckles mirthlessly at that. “Your attempts at deceiving me are truly pitiful. I know I was your first and last lover. I watched you fall apart in my absence. I watched your success. I watched how you withered away, and I envied you so, so much. Why couldn’t I feel that happy? Why couldn’t I feel that free?”

His hand ghosts over your neck, a silent warning if you dared to cry for help. Not that you would- you knew exactly what bringing his wrath would entail. Breaking your neck over, and over, and over again, to feel the pleasure of death like his master brought for him.

“I watched you pave a way for yourself. I hated you. I loved you. I don’t know how I feel anymore. Kafka has numbed everything away. But I chose to hold onto these feelings. Only you could give rise to new emotions after my rebirth. And you will be my partner. Together, we will be betrayers of death.”

You shake your head, and you wish so badly that all of this was a figment of your imagination. But it is real. You’ve seen enough soldiers fall prey to mara. You might have only succumbed to a dilated version, but it still tears away at your soul.

“Your playtime is over. Death will never reach you. Not even Nihility can bring you the peace you need. So stay with me.” He leans over, his breath ghosting over the shell of your ear. Your head pounds. Shapes and colors blend into a mess. Only Blade sits before you.

“Not that you have a choice.” He nips the bud of your ear, his voice soft and stifling. The stench of blood and rain clings onto his skin, and you succumb to the despair that fills your heart. “You will join the Stellaron Hunters. Kafka will help you, as she did with me.”

He leans back, and he smiles, deranged and devoid of sanity, living in his own world of pure delusion.

Sometimes, when you were dating, you wondered what he was before he was Blade. Would he still date you?

And even now, as he seals his promise with a kiss, you think. Would he condone any of this? How would he feel, knowing he has turned into a monster?

You close your eyes. You envision your friends and comrades, who all bear no burdens of eroding immortality, an apology on your tongue.

I’m sorry. I failed you all.

“Together, forevermore.”

[mubabee]

-if you request, I will add it here to confirm it will be done. For ones I won’t do, you can try and request again. I usually accept most requests I receive.

Also, this is not to discourage people from requesting. Some take a few days while some take a few weeks.(months even)

Some Yanqing requests I won’t specifically do because i have so many requests for him that it will basically be the same.

CURRENT REQUESTS(this is not in order)

—Platonic Yanqing x Motherly!reader

—MK x Muscular!reader

—Yanqing x reader young love(with jing)

—Yanqing carrying tired reader

—MK x reader angst

—Panty x reader with rivalry

—Genderbent Latte cookie

—Yanqing x yokai!reader with nine tails

—Yanqing x introverted!reader

—Gepard with teasing!playful!reader

—Danganronpa 2 characters x reader

—Alastor with reader who’s like Macaque

—Wanderer(scaramouche right?)and Xiao x reader

—Shenhe x male!reader

—reader pinning LMK boys down during play fighting

—Genderbent!Black swan

—Jealous!Welt x Wife!reader

—Sonic getting jealous of Knuckles

—Genderbent!Eula

—Hazbin Hotel with child!reader p.2

—KNY x Reader p.2

—Yandere!Yuji Itadori

—Nezha x reader

—My OCs being protective and giving princess treatment

—Valentines special with OCs

—Yandere!Dan Heng with puppy-like reader

—Genderbent!Nezuko

—Yandere! Alastor x sinner

—Yandere Yuta Okkutsu

—Yandere Itadori with kidnapped reader

—burnt cheese cookie x reader

—Yanqing crushing on trailblazer!reader

—Class 1a x reader who got a haircut

—Kagaya Ubuyashiki x reader

—Yandere Sunday and Kafka x Layla!reader

—Vanilla cookie x reader in wizard AU

—Lucifer and Angel Dust(slight nsfw maybe)

—Dottore x reader

—Jing Yuan x reader

—Welt x Reader(flustered challenge)

—2012 TMNT x Miko!reader

—reader cosplaying as Ben Drowned with Nagito, Kokichi, and Junko

—human!Vox x reader x human!Alastor

—Genderbent!Vaggie x reader x genderbent!charlie

—Yandere!genderbent!Jingliu x reader

—Johann and Chisei Gen x reader

—yandere!platonic!atsv

—Genderbent Chrysalis x reader

—Hazbin Hotel x big sister reader

—Genderbent!Acheron x reader

—Genderbent!Shalom

—Aventurine x reader who’s Ratio’s sister

—Yanqing x reader playing house

Any request that is not listed, I will not do.(Could be because I don’t know the character or concept enough or the request isn’t specific enough.)

That last part sounds blatant but drawing be tedious sometimes 😭

[yanderehsr]

Hope you have a wonderful day and remember to take breaks every now and then! 😴

Unto the request, can I please request yandere high cloud quintet (Jingliu, Jing Yuan,Blade and Imbibitor Lunae) finding out that Baiheng had a descendant before she perished, that descended being the reader who bears a striking resemblance to her. I can just see the 4 of them being obsessed and overprotective of the reader.

-I just recently watched the cutscene for Jingliu’s companion quest and its so top tier

3 hours is plenty of sleep, sometimes I even get 4🥴

And I knoooow, that cutscene was truly top tier😆

Hope you'll enjoy😁

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Jingliu: Baiheng was her biggest regret, and now that she sees you who not only is her descendant but also look just like her, how could she help herself but to feel protective against you, and not only that but to possess you as well.

Jingliu's Mara-Struck mind makes her even more possessive over you, she can't help but fall into instincts around you even with her high resistance against the mara. She knows it's wrong, horrible of her even, but she has to admit, you look so pretty when you cry for her.

"Don't move, don't make me repeat myself... Baiheng would be disgusted with what I'm doing to you, but I can't find myself to care right now, you're mine and you will need to accept this"

Jing Yuan: He knows about you, he always had known about you as well, you are his secret, something he wouldn't even share with the rest of High-Cloud Quintet, you look so much like Baiheng that it's ridiculous. He has known you for so long that he doesn't even see Baiheng when he looks at you, he instead thinks Baiheng looks like you instead.

Jing Yuan hides you away from the world, what happened to Baiheng will not happen to you as well, you are locked away at his home, he treats you like you're above him, probably due to his guilt about Baiheng, he will guard you, you are safe with him and nothing will ever befall you, least of all death.

"It's almost uncanny how much you look like her... *sigh* Anyways, what do you want for dinner today, I'm cooking"

Blade: He doesn't see you as a descendant, no he thinks you are Baiheng, nothing can convince him otherwise. He never adresses you by your name, he always calls you Baiheng cus that's who you are, he thinks you have just lost your memories but that's okay, he will always be around to remind you of who you are.

Blade calls you that so many times that you may believe him yourself, I mean how can you know about what you have forgotten, and reincarnation is a thing that happens so maybe you really are Baiheng. Blade doesn't care what you think you are, all that is important is that Baiheng is back and you are all his.

"I am so sorry Baiheng for the past... but you are here now... yo-you make me feel whole and alive again, never leave my side ever again, okay"

Imbibitor Lunae: When Dan Heng is like this he starts to remember his past life a bit more clearly but there is one thing he can remember a bit clearer then others, he can remember Baiheng's face, and in turn he recognizes your face as soon as he sees you. Imbibitor Lunae knows that this isn't Baiheng but he still went to talk with you, you looked just like her, he couldn't help himself.

Imbibitor Lunae finds you to be a joy to talk to, not only that but he finds you beautiful as well, a look he has only caught in his dreams now stood before him, he can't help but fall, and he falls deep and hard... he wonders if he can convince you to join the express, otherwise he might need to use... unpleasant ways to get you onboard.

"You look heavenly, like a deity... isn't the view from the express lovely, I hope you'll get used to it, you will be seeing it a lot in the future"

[foreststranger]

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please request me to write something! i love writing (despite me abandoning projects all the time). now doing commissions as well if you wanna pay for my genshin and hsr funds…

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“I'm Lynx, a Snow Plains Development Consultant. Though... I prefer exploring the vastness of the Snow Plains rather than solving problems in the city. The brisk weather can always stimulate your vim and vigor... Ah, sorry, I get distracted when thinking of all the possibilities hidden in the snow.”

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⛰︎ thinking abt lynx

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[inou-ie]

Honkai Star Rail

NSFW

Jingliu - loser, winner (transfem!jingliu)

Jingliu - dominant omega (omega!jingliu omegaverse)

Jingliu - waiting for you (stellaronhunter!reader & yandere!jingliu)

Jingliu - comfort sex

Jingliu - angel (creationoflan!reader x yandere!jingliu)

Kafka - purrfect seduction

Kafka - jealous punishment (transfem!kafka)

Kafka - possessive (transfem!kafka)

Yukong - stuffed and plugged (transfem!yukong)

Tingyun - fox in heat

Natasha - jealousy

Acheron - possessive (vampire!acheron)

Deal with the devil | hsr demon!au pt.1

Deal with the devil | hsr demon!au pt.2

SFW

Honkai Star Rail women - dog/cat girlfriend

Thirsts

Jingliu - protective over you

Jingliu - traveling the galaxy together

Kafka - 'cuddling' in bed

Jingliu and Kafka - lost stellaronhunter!reader

Ruan Mei - ruin me, ruan mei

[daze4all]

High cloud quintet being a family & Controversy breeds Creativity

High cloud quintet being a family [By @milcoco10]

love love this concept or found families in general~ Just some fluff to breakup my yandere thoughs

Side Note I'm Kind of Sad Jing Yuan is alone so he was probably the kid of the group who idolizes or crushes on one of older members like how Yanqing admires him present day

Have fic with disciple reader crushing on him

also working on a fic where he has a childhood reader who stays with him after abundance war events when teh rets of quintet splits up

Jing Yuan is totally my comfort character

More on Jingliu x Baiheng relationship in Jingliu's Story Quest Spoilers sorta ahead mostly trying to sort out the lore and bit confused

Warning: Honkai Star Rail Lore Rant, Spoilers, & Controversy breeds Creativity

Also I'm honestly kind of confused, about jingliu's quest and the community what the hell happened? When I played stuff was so subtle did they fix it? but the wiki says very different stuff....

Spoilers for Jingliu's quest and how I make it work in my head form what rumors I heard to piece stuff together

To start with I think Baiheng x Jing Liu & Yingxing x Dan Feng still is the cuter couple

Mihoyo was Trying to make Baiheng like Guizhong

I think they were trying to make Baiheng like Guizhong in Genshin Impact is to zhongli .

Like this couple doesn't count cuz she dead

BaiHeng is a bit mary sue with her death as there were not many direct leaks using her name and her reveal was too sudden

In contrast guizhong made it work by slow lore leaks that used her name such as guizhongs tablets, guzhongs ballista and her making the the memory of dust but th emysteyr on her personaility and not knowing exactly how her death played out until later in the game which is till a bit mysterious at the reveal .

Baiheng like Guizhong who was made out to mysterious but was probably the peppy and optimistic glue of the group of high cloud quintets that fell apart when she died like the yaksha in genshin.

2. About the beloved referring to Baiheng:

Jingliu X Baiheng Support

Jingliu quest is mostly abot Baiheng becuase she was the beloved couple that loved her heavily hinted

china doesnt recoginze homosexuality so they change it to Dan Heng

also the heng in both thier name does that mean there related or somthing? kinda left field unless they tried to subtlely remake guizhong x zhongli situation but it failed

3. Still l think Baiheng reborn as Bailu is cool concept

Pretty much so quintet could be together again

Also I personally find family closer than ppl you date cuz often you can cut them off when relationship ends but not a close fried or family

So Dan Feng could’ve revived Baiheng  as friend as close as found family and glue that kept them all together and Blade helped thus becoming immortal himself by mistake isnt too far fetched. Though more romantic if it was blade being revived

Biologically speaking though someone had to be the surrogate? or egg donor as there vihadyra egg bailu was born or do they magically appear when somone dies and reincarnate?

Honestly with that lore in jingliu quest I'm not sure what is true or not if some of this is fake news to stoke fans but hey controversy breed creativity:

and hey wrote renfeng kid crack story to cheer ppl up before all this

Though I was writing a more serious one about the kid being raised on the loufu as Jing Yuan's discple coming up or maybe not if it's that controversial idk if ppl will read it now.

[sweet-honey-fruit]

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[yanderehsr]

Hi, can I please have yandere headcanon for Jingliu? How Jingliu would react to her childhood friend darling is actually dating. Also, what type of yandere do you think she would be?

I hope this is good enough, I don't know alot about her.

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Manipulation

I think that Jingliu would be a controlling, possessive and manipulative yandere. You are her first love. How could she ever let you go, you made her feel like this, now take responsibility and become hers.

Jingliu knows that her only childhood friend is dating someone now, she will get you to break up, whether it through manipulation or killing, you will be hers.

You will get news that your date is cheating on you, they were just leading you on, there is somehow photo evidence as well. This was all Jingliu of course, a photo at the right time, your date was just walking and fell on top of someone.

After you break up over a misunderstanding, Jingliu will appear outside your window, she will not kidnap you, she just wants to watch, she will not allow you to date anyone, not anyone but her.

The controlling part only takes place after you and Jingliu becomes a thing, that or she kidnaps you. You will only talk to her, you will only wear what she gives you and you will only eat what she offers.

"Don't cry, that relationship was doomed to fail anyways"

Soooo, what do you think, I'm curious to know😄