#yandere michael kaiser

[bloodywankers]

Trigger Warning! Yandere! Implied Non-Con! Forced Marriage! Forced Cultural Assimilation! Power Imbalance! Royalty AU!

Yandere Blue Lock | Yandere Michael Kaiser | 5.4k words | unedited

Michael Kaiser was arrogant, and surpassed all reason with his gall. As if it had not been your people who had fed and clothed his own when their ship sank near the coast of your island.

Provided them with shelter and welcomed them with open arms when they had nowhere to go in the vast ocean.

Whether it was gold or medicine, you wasted no expense to extend your generous hand towards them, ensuring your guests stayed comfortably while within the confines of your island.

Their culture was strange to you who had grown up in a matriarchy, surrounded by warriors and women admirable in both strength and intelligence. In fact, it was the opposite of your own. Men were the ones who held most of the power in their country, no wonder they looked so flabbergasted when there were no other men on the island beside themselves, surrounded by well built women tanned under the scorching sun, beyond anything they were used to as they had said many times.

They weren’t as bad as many stories told, they shared whatever was spared from the ocean on their ship, blankets, food that you had never come across and strange trinkets you still couldn’t fully understand.

Kaiser was strange even when you first met him, commanding those around him so naturally unlike you who was egalitarian in the making. Treating everyone with equal consideration and respect. Conceit lining his every action, as if he looked down on all those that surrounded him.

Had it not been for them not having anywhere else to go, you wouldn’t have let them near your people, especially not when it was evident he looked down on you.

“Your ‘country’ is run solely by women?” He seemed almost indignant when presented with this information. Despite this, you still bid them farewell with a smile on your face and nothing but prayers of good fortune for the journey that lies ahead of them.

So imagine your surprise when you receive a letter, a threat, the familiar arrogance dripping from each sentence written in the paper. ‘Surrender or else.’ That was basically what he was saying, that bastard. Acting as if your people hadn’t done all they did for his own.

But yours was a country of warriors, you’d fight them even if it cost your lives.

Or so you had thought, but the enemy never came. Instead, your numbers fell from within, one after another, all those around you fell ill, weakened until they could barely stand. You had barely managed to contain the infection when he came, that coward.

“You don’t seem to be doing very well.” He taunted, grinning from ear to ear as he looked down on you.

“A country run by women… isolated from the world. I was wondering for how long that’d work out for you.” He said as he walked circling around you, as a hyena would to its prey. He spared a few glances towards your surroundings, examining the sickly state many, including you were in. A rather cruel idea came to mind as he looked into your eyes, that defiance, sheer hatred that lined them, he wondered if he could crush it, like taming a wild animal in a sense.

“You’ll all die at this rate, why not come with me? The old geezer’s been pestering me lately to get married and I think you'd do nicely [name]. What do you say?” Even as he suggested something as serious as marriage, he had a certain playfulness in his tone, as if he was just mocking you, waiting for you to say yes just to laugh in your face.

“Even at a time like this you seem to spare no opportunity to mock us.” You spat back at him, not having braced yourself for the bruising hold on your jaw he now had.

“I’m sorry, I think I should rephrase that, I made it sound like I almost gave you a choice.” And with that, he released your aching jaw and walked out, you could overhear him ordering one of the men that came with him and while you didn't understand their language, you could assume it had something to do with you.

….

While most of the girls were against it, they understood you had no choice unless they were willing to face off against those strange men in their current condition. So it was decided, in exchange for treatment and protection from other invaders with similar intentions to Kaiser’s, you’d go with him. It felt dehumanising, to be traded like livestock but you didn’t want to think of what would happen had you opposed the idea as vehemently as you planned to.

Instead you focused on what to do once you reached his home country, it was a long journey, turns out that his men had settled on the just a few days on boat away from your island. His true home country, the one you learnt he would rule over was much further, a climate noticeably colder and duller than what you were used to.

“I expect you to be on your best behaviour once we get there, we wouldn’t want them to think you’re an uneducated savage, would we?” You despised how he spoke to you, slower, in a simpler way and overwhelmingly patronising, as one would to a child.

“I’m aware.” You replied.

He made you learn his country's language during the journey, so while he read government papers and complex books, he forced you to read children’s books out loud. Laughing at how you’d pronounce certain words, chuckle as you tried your best to differentiate between one sound and another and ensure you were thoroughly embarrassed before explaining anything you didn't understand.

He let you wear your own clothes at least, but even this, he assured, was only until you reached land, until he could have a tailor skilled enough to make something befitting of his future wife.

You couldn’t help but curse him under your breath every single day, pray he’d come down with sickness or fall overboard, pray he’d die, a slow painful death. But even this had to be done in secrecy, not because of how ill you wished him but because he forbade anything that held any semblance to your culture.

It was foolish to think he’d lose interest once you returned to his homeland, surrounded by enough women and shiny things to forget about you, men were fickle, or so the older women always told you. But not Kaiser to your dismay, instead he seemed even more invested in finding ways to make your life more difficult, from dance instructors to history and politics. Each day felt daunting as you missed your small island home, wanting for nothing more than to return to your home and your true family.

With what little you spoke of their language you could tell you weren’t the most welcome of guests, the maids’ glances towards you weren’t exactly overflowing in kindness and the older men that visited Kaiser seemed equally troubled by your presence.

“Who would dare say anything to my kaiserin.” There it was, the new nickname he had picked for you among a myriad of others, some more insulting than others. Not that Kaiser cared, he seemed to pay no mind to what you thought. Instead he seemed to be much more focused on your untouched plate.

“You’re not eating. I can’t have you looking like a corpse at our wedding, darling.” You just continued to stare down at your plate, its contents didn’t seem fit to be called food to you, not with how tasteless they were, even prisoners ate better in your homeland. You furrowed your brows as you took a bite, trying to chew as little as possible as to not taste any of it.

“I’m sure you’ve been taught better table manners than that, dear.” You didn’t like the way he looked at you, it’s as if he was looking at something lesser than him, lesser than human in his eyes.

“The food…I don’t like how it tastes.” You muttered under your breath in what little German you spoke.

“I suppose it’ll take time to develop an appreciation for high class food, I understand, especially after you’ve been eating garbage most of your life. No wonder you were so weak back then.” He never seemed to miss a chance to insult your culture. You were sure whatever garbage you had eaten before was much more filling than these scraps.

…

You had always enjoyed running around freely in the past, taking in the beauty of nature, but here, it would be rare to find any nature at all among the concrete jungle. And whatever little greenery there was was hidden by the accursed weather. Dull and gloomy, much like the country itself.

And god forbid your handmaidens let you out without hiding you among layers over layers of fabric, weighing you down just enough to make sure you would tire yourself out to not suggest going out for another few days.

But even that seems like a privilege to you now as you look out the large window in your room. He had come to visit earlier, drunk— clearly as seen from the pink in his cheeks and the unmistakable stench of alcohol coming from him.

“You’ll look so nice in a wedding dress, my precious kaiserin. I can’t wait to see you in white.” He said as he got closer than you’d have allowed, draping his arms around you as he sunk into the crook of your neck. You couldn’t help but scrunch your nose as he took in your scent. For an emperor as great as he claimed he was, he seemed to act a bit too depraved.

That’s when he went for it, tried to remove your dress. Your heartbeat racing as a mix of anxiety and dread overflowed from your thoughts as they clouded your judgement. In the midst of the moment, you shoved him away, ending in him being pushed onto your bed while you were now on the floor.

“What…?” He seemed angry, really, really angry. You didn't want to know what he would do so you just spewed whatever came to mind in hopes of something convincing enough to at least reduce whatever punishment he would give you now.

“The… The wedding! You have to wait. We should only do this after marriage. That’s what the priest said, we cannot do this unless we’re husband and wife!” You exclaimed as Kaiser simply looked at you, now having regained his composure.

You hoped this would buy you some time, at least enough to think of a way out without endangering the lives of your people. Your wedding was still a few months away, this would be enough time to do whatever was necessary.

Or so you had thought.

“Your highness, we cannot allow you to go out like this! Please understand, we’re under strict orders from the emperor. You must focus on your bridal studies. The tailor will also be coming today with the finalised dress.” The maid said, or rather pleased, she didn’t look any more pleased with the current arrangements as you were. That bastard, he moved your wedding from a few months to just weeks away after that. No wonder he had been so quiet lately. Everyone had begged that he rethink it but he paid them no mind, simply ordering that they prepare everything by the end of the month, sending everyone inside and outside the palace into a frenzy.

He didn’t forget to reprimand you for pushing him away either, forbidding anyone from allowing you outside the walls unless he himself allows it himself. Leaving you confined to your room most of the time, preparing for your wedding. Your stomach dropped at the mere thought of it.

…

Despite what he made you think, Kaiser was just as busy with wedding preparations as you were. Only the most grand event would be worthy of him and his precious wife. You used to be so aggressive when you first came, refusing to speak the language, firing insults at him every time he spoke. He found it adorable how you stuttered this time around. He did have to punish you for pushing him away, that was unacceptable, but the way you tried to reason with him, that desperate look in your eyes made him want to devour you right then and there.

It was rewarding to see the fruit of his labour.

It brought a smile to his face just to think about you.

“Have you heard? Apparently the empress is so beautiful that the emperor keeps her in a separate palace, he doesn’t allow any male servants near her so they aren’t seduced by your beauty.” A younger man, probably the son of a noble, seeing as how ignorant he was, said. The other men around him simply added more fuel to the fire as they continued to gossip amongst themselves.

The male couldn’t help but let out a dry chuckle. Would they have said the same thing had they seen you as you were back in your little island? Ragged and sickly, so ready to jump anyone that came too close to you as a string of curse words left your mouth. So unladylike, he was sure they wouldn’t.

None of them would have seen your potential like you did, he was the one who polished you into the gem that you were today so it’s only right he’s the only one to enjoy the benefits of it.

He’ll have to make sure you don’t have to interact with these scum too much during the wedding, Kaiser thought as he held himself back from ripping their tongues out right then and there, there were better, quieter ways to deal with people like that. No point in causing a commotion, especially when your wedding was so close, when you would finally have to resign yourself to your fate, sealed in his hands and his alone.

“Your highness please keep your arms up so that the tailor can fit the dress.” One of the maids said as a few others rustled around you, trying to fit the dress on you, ensure that it was safely fastened so as to avoid any accidents during your actual wedding.

“I hope you don't mind me intruding on your fitting session, my precious kaiserin.” Kaiser said as he invited himself in, his eyes set on you and the dress that just made you all the more alluring. Jewels that were worn by women of his family for centuries before this splayed all around the room as the maids tried to agree on the most fitting one and a dress made by the most prestigious tailor in the continent, all to represent his country, the mother of his nation.

…

The servants had all long gone now, leaving you alone with Kaiser. They giggled amongst themselves as they left, you had heard many talk about the lovely relationship between you two, oh how you wished to deny it all.

“You didn’t have to come.” You said, still insistent on avoiding eye contact with Kaiser.

“I can’t help but notice darling, you never seem to say my name. We’re to be wed soon, wouldn’t it be better for you to refer to your husband-to-be by his name?” You couldn’t understand why he seemed so intent in closing the distance between you two, as if to keep you from running off— not that there were any places where you could seek shelter from him and his overbearing presence.

Discomfort was evident in you as you tried to pry him away. It’d be hard to believe that you were the same person capable of taking out his men with relative ease. Kaiser, however, paid it no mind, instead leaning in closer as he took a hold of your chin, barely any distance left between you two, your breath hitching as you tried your best to divert the topic on to anything else.

“Come now, how hard can it be to say Michael, you’ve pronounced harder words darling, this should be easy for you.” He said leaning in even more. His lips practically on yours at this point, your efforts to pull away being left in vain as you hit the back of the sofa you were on.

“Michael, I said it, now please stop this!” You pleaded, but it would be difficult to reason with him now. Something about the way you said his name just felt so attractive to him. Maybe it was your accent, despite your best attempts, it was still hard to conceal it.

“Say it again.”

“W..what?” He looked like he was in a trance, no sign of his usual shit eating grin, a blank expression on his face as he stared back into your eyes, waiting for the words to leave your mouth.

“Michael.” You knitted your brows as your cheeks went red from embarrassment. It felt strange, demeaning almost. As if he were watching a child say its first words.

“Again.” Was he serious? You thought to yourself.

…

Hate Kaiser as you will, at the moment, he was the only one that could allow you to go out so in some messed up way, you had started to look forward to his visits. And with only a few days until your wedding, you couldn’t help but grow anxious so as insufferable as he was, at least you could enjoy a breath of fresh air, away from the stuffy palace in his presence.

You couldn’t help but take in the scenery, the same that seemed so lacking compared to your homeland just a few months ago

“That dress you wore earlier today suits you well, darling.” He said, eyes still focused on the freshly bloomed flowers.

“I’m sure it did, seeing how they had to practically starve me so that I could fit in it.” Your German had improved a lot lately, you could even use complex sentences now, not as insistent on using your mother tongue as you used to be, it brought him pride every time he heard you speak it.

“Stuffing your face like an uncivilised beast would be unbecoming of a lady of your standing regardless of whether there is a dress to fit into or not, my dear.“ Some part of you was convinced he did this so you wouldn’t have the energy to escape.

“I wasn’t aware basic human needs had become uncivilised in your glorious empire.”

“You’ve been behaving well lately, it’s in your best interest to keep that up, darling.” It had been ages since you last acted up, Kaiser had thought he had crushed your rebellious spirit by now. He could forgive this, maybe it was just you getting antsy because of your wedding.

…

You’d received many congratulatory gifts before your wedding, most from people you had never before met. Foreign emissaries, nobles and others, all filled with congratulations and well wishes but you spared them no attention, instead focusing on the letter sent to you by your friends and family back home, your real home. During the time it took for the letter to get to you it was already quite dated but you still read it over and over again, written in your home tongue and filled with words of encouragement. Details you feared you had forgotten, people who you couldn’t picture in your head anymore but longed for each passing day. Kaiser didn’t allow letters most of the time, especially not when they were written in your home tongue, a reminder of your unruly past as he saw it.

This one was a wedding gift, a final goodbye to your friends and family before you became someone even you couldn’t recognize.

You read it over and over again. Tears formed in your eyes as you realised just how much you had forgotten, turning into a sobbing mess before you even realised.

“Had I known this is how you’d act, I'd have thought twice before giving you that letter.” There he was again, so eager to interrupt any thoughts of your home.

“I- I’m sorry.” You managed to say between sobs, trying to compose yourself before he said anything else, carefully tucking the letter away into your study drawer.

“May I write back to them?” You asked, practically pleaded considering the pathetic state you were in.

“We’ve talked about this before, dear. You know I dislike repeating myself.”

“Only once please—! I won’t ask again, Michael please just this once—!”

He seemed displeased with your request but instead of saying anything, he merely got up and approached your desk. However, to your surprise, he simply walked past you, instead kneeling in front of your drawers, taking the letter out and before you could react, he ripped it to shreds, right in front of you. Not even sparing the remains, opting to throw them into the lit fireplace, making sure they were burnt to a crisp before facing you again.

He took out a piece of paper from his pocket, leaving it on the desk.

“W-what’s this?” It was hard to talk to him after what he had just done, you wanted nothing more than to curse him.

“A list of names I’ve narrowed down, choose the one you like most by tonight, otherwise I’ll choose the one I like most.” He said nonchalantly.

“Names…? Why would you need me to choose a name?”

He merely looked at you disdained.

“You’ve not been baptised yet, I can’t be marrying a heretic, dear.”

“Is it really necessary to change my name though?”

He slammed his hand on your desk.

“You were behaving so well up until yesterday, so you seemed to have forgotten under whose jurisdiction that beloved island of yours is, my dear.” And with that, he stole a small kiss from your lips and left.

None of the names on the list felt pleasant to your tongue, they all sounded so foreign so Kaiser ended up choosing for you, he seemed happy to do so anyway. Things moved fast from there, in under a week so much had happened. Everyone around you seemed so overjoyed, everyone except you who was intent on ignoring your reality. Repeating over and over again the words you had read in that letter as a desperate attempt to remember your homeland. With even your name now replaced, nothing besides fickle memories was left but even those seemed to fade so fast.

…

Time moved fast when you were trying to hold on to it, hours turned into mere seconds. It became hard to grasp something so intangible as you walked down an aisle surrounded by strangers, in a building equally as unfamiliar.

Ironically, the only thing that wasn’t foreign was Kaiser, the man that had dragged you out so far across the map in the first place.

As the priest had you decide words you couldn’t fully comprehend and as hundreds of eyes peered onto you, you couldn’t help but lean into his touch. Seeking what little comfort there was in them.

“All hail his highness the kaiser and kaiserin. May god bless their reign!” The man exclaimed as a string of cheers echoed through the large chapel, flower petals gently falling as the light from the stained glass windows of all colours seeped through.

Your breath hitching all of a sudden as you felt Kaiser’s hand on your waist.

“Nothing will save you today my darling bride.” He whispered into your ear with his usual devilish grin, his eyes still facing the guests.

You dreaded what was to come, his mere presence brought shivers to your spine. How were you supposed to spend the rest of your life with a man like that?

In the large ballroom, one after another, the guests greeted you, paying respects, asking if you remember them and their wedding gifs, each trying to outdo the last. But even in all the commotion, with the music drowning the room in even more noise, even then, your mind could only dread what awaited you once the music stopped and you were guided away.

…

You could feel it, his heartbeat. The constant thumping, mechanical like a clockwork in a sense. It wasn’t as erratic as yours, fast paced yes but you were sure the wine he downed earlier had something to do with that.

Reflexively moving away as he tried to inch closer, only to be met with a bruising grip, one fully intent on keeping you in place.

“Not today, my kaiserin, no. Today, I’ll enjoy all you have to offer and so will you. All you have to do is be good.” He said, barely audible as he looked at you with something between drunken stupor and sheer lust. Burying his head in the crook of your neck, taking a moment to breathe in your scent before his teeth sink in, you let out a hiss, trying your best to push him away or to at least have him stop but to no avail.

He took your home, your name—identity and that night, he took your body as well, leaving you with nothing at all.

He took all you had to offer and in turn left you with child, his child.

You only found out months later, as the sickness seemed to become too much to excuse as just a cold or upset stomach. As your dresses became increasingly difficult to fit into. And as if to add insult to injury, the physician thought it to be more important to inform Kaiser before he did you.

As if it wasn’t you who would carry this child for months to come.

“You’re the mother of my empire and now of my child as well, my kaiserin. You’ve brought me nothing but joy.” He said as he brought you into an embrace as the physician left.

But while Kaiser spewed affirmations of love and joy, you couldn’t help but feel guilty. Not when the first thought in your mind had been to compare his—your child to a parasite, like its father it would take and take from you.

Even beasts loved their kin, what a monster you had become to think that of your own child.

“Ahh.” You couldn’t help but wail. You didn’t want to bring such a child into the world, what a cruel mother you were. Uncontrollable sobs echoed through the room as you tried to cover your face, block out the man whose head up until mere moments ago laid on your lap, now looking at you with an unfamiliar expression of surprise. But it was quick to contort into something more akin to hurt and anger.

“…Why are you crying?” He whispered, the lack of his usual confidence and playfulness putting you off. His hands now firmly holding your face in place, leaving your tear stricken face with no choice but to face his.

“My first thought when I heard of the child…” You paused as more tears streamed down your face.

“I wished it’d die!” You exclaimed. “H-How can someone like me be a mother?”

“What have I become? What have you turned me into?!” You broke down once again, unable to see the sheer disgust in Kaiser’s expression, not until he forced your face up again.

“You’re carrying my child, the heir to my empire. You’d best act like it, my dear.” He scared you at times like these, when the familiar playfully hint in his eyes got replaced with a cruel look, one you would give your enemy, or someone you saw as less than human.

There was only one thing you hated more than that, it was when he acted like nothing happened the day after.

As he embraced you and his child, a smile wider than any you had seen before, acting as if you hadn't said what you did. As if you didn’t wilt away every day before your son's birth. He looked like him, like Kaiser. The same eyes, same hair, even his face held more semblance to him than you.

…

You sat in the shade, sheltered from the pathetic rays of sun if they could even be called that. Tea and other snacks set on the small table in front of you. Looking out the garden to see three young boys running around.

They laughed and chased after one and another, wooden swords and whatever the garden could provide turned into toys.

“I’m the emperor so I get to take all your land!” The eldest proclaimed.

“That’s not fair, you were emperor last time! This is my land, you can take Wilhelm land instead!” The youngest retorted, pointing towards his older brother.

“No! That’s not fair, you’re both cheating! Mother, tell them to stop, it’s my turn to be the hero!” Your second son, Wilhelm said, insisting you tell the other two off for cheating.

An airy buckle leaving your lips as you looked at the small boys, little, all three of them holding little if any resemblance to you.

“You two all got your turns, let’s let Wilhelm be emperor today, hmm?” The boys both let out a whine before they resumed their game, still equally as loud as before.

It was hard to face your children at times when you were reminded of when you first found out about your pregnancy. But you’ve learnt to bury those memories now. Between official duties and your children, there was little time for such thoughts in your day. Perhaps that was why you had forgotten all else.

You used to have a home but you remembered nothing of it, not what it looked like nor where you lived, maybe, if you tried really hard, you could recall its name.

There used to be people in your life before Kaiser but now, even if they were in front of you you doubted you would recognize them. It’s hard to hold onto memories when they’re so fleeting regardless of how hard you try. Not when even recalling them is an offence worth punishing in your husband’s eyes.

“Father!” Speak of the devil. The children screamed in unison, running towards Kaiser who had already opened his arms, welcoming them all for a hug.

They looked so innocent, unaware of the true nature of their father. Of course they would be when he stopped you from teaching them a single word in your home tongue, to utter a single word of your past would not be easily forgiven.

“My, if it isn’t my little princes.” He said between chuckles as the children tried to tackle him to the ground.

“Where’s your mother?”

“Mother is over there!” The youngest said, pointing his finger towards you. Kaiser giving you his classic grin. Taking the two youngest boys by the hand as he walked towards you.

As they walked side by side it was easier than ever to tell how much they resemble their father. Everything, from how they looked to even their names was foreign to you.

A chaste kiss on the cheek waking you from your trance as you looked behind you to find your husband and children, all smiling and laughing amongst themselves,

“What were you thinking to be so deep in thought?” He asked, receiving a simple ‘Nothing much.’ As a reply, interrupted by one of the children who seemed eager to jump on your lap and reach for sweets from the small table.

You doubt you’ll ever come to accept this life as your own, you’ll forever look into the mirror and try to recognize the stranger that you had become. But there was no home to return now, Kaiser had made sure of that, tearing it apart piece by piece, no people left on what was once your entire world, not when they all left for better opportunities to neighbouring countries. Nor did you have any pride, not when he tore it apart bit by bit.

Now you could only hope to be content, to one day entirely forget what you had known. To forget the pain of forgetting and to truly live in the present. Even if it’s with the man responsible for putting you through such pain.

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[lacedupforyou]

Can I request yandere ex bf Kaiser x reader who's dating yandere isagi

𝒲𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝐿𝑒𝓉 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝑅𝓊𝓃 Yandere Isagi & Yandere Kaiser

~

You had known both boys in childhood, Supporting their careers in soccer and their passion. You had originally lived in japan and knew Isagi first but you had to move away and say your goodbyes promising to come back for him, of course he was going to wait for you. He was going to wait as long as he needed to.

when you first met kaiser, he seemed to think highly of himself but you respected his courage and passion. He admired your patience and kindness, Keeping you close at all times and making sure you came to every game he had. He could be seen walking around with you gripping your hand tightly as you could only smile and go along with it. Love could only blossom from then, But it wasn't perfect. he's a perfectionist.

He's extremely controlling always going on about what you wear, who you talk too, your love languages. He was so much to deal with and it was exhausting. But when you had came home one night to see him kissing and sucking lip with some girl you were devastated. You didn't take any explanation to his little stunt for your attention, he almost grabbed you and knocked you out right then and there, But he wasn't in the best headspace at the time. You rushed out the door home.

You stayed in bed for a few days hearing kaiser at your door a few times but you made sure to be dead silent. He wasn't crazy enough to break in or anything..Right?

You needed to take your mind off of what was going on around you. But while scrolling on your phone you notice something called blue lock going against the Japan U-20! Sae Itoshi and his brother would be playing..! And..Isagi!? You had to see it in person! You packed your things for a vist to take your mind off of your surroundings and see your best friend again!

While in the stands you saw isagi and he had definitely matured...During the match you re-met with isagi's mom and she was ecstatic to see you again and that isagi had a girl in his life. When halftime had come you called out to isagi with everything you had. When he noticed you his eyes lit up he smiled a huge smile of an egoist and signaled for you to come down. You rushed from the stands to a hallway. He was already there waiting for you before he even got any water. You rushed at each other hugging tightly as he lifted you off the ground. It seems his teammates noticed and snickered a little but he didn't care. Having you in his arms gave him the strength to crush the U-20 team.

Meanwhile, kaiser was fuming. He stalked you enough to know where you were at all times. To shine your light on some nobody instead of him? Ridiculous. He was coming for you and taking you back with him. No matter what it took. But Isagi had plans to make you his right after the game.

This was a dangerous game, And poor you seemed to be caught up in their twisted Ideals. But I guess it's up to who you choose..Right?

Wrong. That doesn't matter much to them anymore. They're never letting you leave again.

| Part 2? Request it! | Thank you to all the lovely words I've received you guys are too kind! |

[byalexisness]

☆morse code

Michael Kaiser x fem! reader

in which you try asking for help using morse code.

content warning: yandere themes, possesiveness, aggression, violence, it is implied that reader is kidnapped, obssessive behavior, nonverbal threatening

after a really intense match, there was nothing kaiser wanted to do more than take you out on a date.

you, his sweet, little girlfriend.

at least, that's what that sick bastard considered you to be. in reality, you were a victim of his obssessive love.

when kaiser proposed the idea of going out on a date, you instantly accepted. not like you had another choice, but it's been months since you exited that stupid, luxurious mansion of his. a little human contact outside him wouldn't hurt.

perhaps, you could even try a way to escape, to tell someone, anyone, that you are in danger.

during these months, you secretly studied morse code, in hopes for a situation like this to happen. and, maybe, luck was on your side.

so, without any complaints, when kaiser texted you 'get ready, liebling, we are going out tonitht', you immediately put on the dress you knew he liked the most and got pretty for him.

to say michael was in an awe when he saw you was an understatement. the way you looked mesmerized him to the point he would throw the whole idea away and keep you there.

you were truly a sight to see, a goddess. the way you looked made him hard on the spot, but he brushed those thoughts away, looking at you with his usual smirk as he sneaked a hand around your waist.

"i see you've gotten all dolled up for me, liebling, just how i like you. after all, i'm sure you know that's what an emperor like me deserves." he said and he pulled you into a kiss, which you accepted with a smile. a fake one, that is, but you learned to master them.

you knew better than to upset kaiser, after all.

as soon as you arrived at the restaurant, he pulled the chair for you to sit down with a sickeningly sweet smile on his face. for anyone foreign to your relationship, you looked like your average loving couple.

and, maybe, you would've thought that too if it wasn't for the fact that you knew that act of his all too well.

as soon as the waiter came to pick your order, your gaze followed his as you let micahel tell him what he wanted to order for the two of you.

one fast blink. another one. and another one. first letter—S.

you made eye contact with the waiter, who just nodded while noting down what kaiser told him to.

pause.

a slower blink. then two other slow ones. second letter—O.

the waiter raised a brow but didn't question and he took his leave, silently watching.

as kaiser started bragging about how he scored three goals in that game, you kept your eyes on the waiter, blinking the start of the S letter again.

seeing you weren't listening, michael raised a brow. "liebling. what's wrong?"

"hmm? nothing." you chuckled nervously as you blinked again, moving your eyes to meet his blue ones.

"why are you blinking so much?" he asked, leaning over the table. he had his famous smirk plastered over his beautiful lips. his eyes were already suspicious as you blinked for the third time, finishing your last letter.

"a-ah, that?" you chuckled again, uneasiness plastering over you face. "i have...something in my eye!" you came up with a stupid lie, which kaiser did not even bother to believe. the man smirked amused. however, his blue eyes were everything but amused.

"oh? is that so, meine liebe? here..." he said in a calm tone, leaning more over the table. his arm was extended, trying to reach your face. "let me get it out." the glare in his eyes told you everything. you were caught and he didn't need to try the slightest.

"no, thank you, love." you said nervously. you took a deep breath and forced a smile for him. 'i don't want to die.' you thought as you looked into his cold eyes.

as if reading your mind, his smirk widened and leaned a little closer, his hand touching your face, grabbing your chin. before he could say anything, the waiter approached you and asked with a smile.

"good evening, miss, sir. i saw that miss was blinking at me. is everything alright?" he asked as he eyed you, a small hint of concern plastered on his face.

kaiser let go of your chin and remained quiet as he looked at you. the glare in his ocean eyes was almost daring. challenging you to say what you actually wanted to say and see the consequences.

before you could say something, you saw michael grabbing his knife, a sick smirk on his face as he cut through his steak. as if saying—'a wrong move and this will be you.'

you gulped and you felt a cold sweat washing over you. taking a deep breath, you looked at the waiter and put on your sweetest smile. "of course everything is alright, sir. i was blinking because i had something in my eye. don't worry." you said and, for anyone except kaiser, the answer seemed fully honest.

fact that made michael's smirk widen. he waited for the waiter to leave before he clicked his tongue and looked at you.

"morse code, huh?" he asked and you remained silent. "i think i told you multiple times you cannot escape me, didn't i, my dear?"

silence once again.

perhaps, he was right.

oh, he was most definitely right.

[ofallthingsnasty]

Thinking about... Kaiser and Oliver manipulating you

Tags: both are 20+, gn reader, foreigner!reader for kaiser, toxic relationships, yandere themes but not quite the classic tropes, this is ugly but sfw, emotional manipulation, minors please dni Word count: 1.4k

Note: Requests are open ah- I am dying to talk nasty bllk with people haha.

I feel like both Oliver and Kaiser are highly emotionally manipulative, each in their own way.

We know that Oliver is good at putting on a calm and collected face to get what he wants - yet his true intentions always bleed through, bit by bit. Just like he got Sae to shelve Shidou, his true intentions may not be lost on you, but he still manages to get under your skin with dangerous precision.

He knows just how insecure you are about his dating history; he can tell by the way you pull a face when he's going to fancy parties on his own, how you always preen at his compliments, how you ask him in that little voice of yours “Does this look okay?” at every outfit you wear,  how you're constantly looking for validation, for love. You can be so weak, so needy and he’s aware that it's because of how he used to be. It makes you malleable, keeps you with him - playing into that little insecurity of yours is so easy he could do it in his sleep. You want to prove yourself to him and play right into his little games, unknowingly.

He’ll sit you on his lap during parties and chat about his past flames and how he played them, fully aware that you are all ears. You might act like you’re trying to stab the lemon slice in your long drink, seemingly lost in your own thoughts - but you are listening intently. His teammates will try to involve you in the conversation, too, laughing along, asking how you tamed him after his wild youth, how you got him to settle down. And you’ll have to actually pay attention to them or you’ll be branded as the rude one, the no-fun one, the nag. Remember that fling or this one? Remember how it all went down, how you got busted dating those two models at once?  You always sit there, laughing nervously while trying not to count the mounting notches on his belt. His friends keep fanning the flames, so oblivious to your discomfort. You’ll inch closer to his chest, grip your glass so hard it might just burst any time, take constant peeks at your phone - anything to distract yourself a little while their excited chatter washes over you. 

Hell, even the media will never let you forget just how much of a playboy he used to be; every time you open your social media accounts, every time you see some tabloids at the grocery store, it’s right in front of you, an ex here, a nasty comment there  - you try to ignore those headlines, the hate- but still, it sticks. And how suspicious it is, then, that you always see him with his phone tilted away from you either after a fight or when you don't quite act the way he wants you to, that he seems strangely distant after you tell him you're not in the mood for sex, how he’s out without you so often. Soon enough, everything turns into pleasing him, like some sort of competition between you and an imaginary other. You almost become paranoid, constantly eyeing him, always wondering if he's truly just laughing at something silly on his phone or at some flirty text someone sent him, if he’s hiding something from you. With time, your jealousy turns ugly - but also makes you easy to manipulate, even if you get snippy. Just one look, one smile is all he needs to keep you in line, one squeeze of your shoulder is enough to make you shut up, too occupied with the thought of him leaving you for someone else.

I can see him actively going for a darling who is insecure, who is not confident in themselves from the start. Someone who isn’t necessarily conventionally attractive or someone who has made their fair share of bad experiences in the past. Someone who easily falls into those old traps again, unknowingly, and lets him take the reins.

Kaiser takes it a little further. It's only natural that you move in with him quite early in your relationship, relocate to Germany, because that's where he works, no? He wants you close and you don’t object. Maybe you're blinded by your whirlwind romance with the handsome pro or maybe you're just easy to impress - but you willingly leave behind friends and family to be with him. Of course, he has expectations- high ones, at that. You have to be perfect for him, the ideal partner- and a big part of that is getting rid of the language barrier. He needs you to sit pretty during talk shows and interviews, to answer questions with your chic little accent and a sweet smile, he wants to truly parade you around. But no matter how much you pour yourself into your studies, it’s never quite enough.You’re taking a class? You’re trying your hardest with immersion, taking every opportunity to use your skills and hone them? Dedicating so much of your free time to learning the language that you feel like you have a second shift ahead of you when you come home? It’s all not enough. 

A language isn't learned overnight, he knows as much, but his incessant badgering is something to keep you busy with, something to distract you from the way your old friends call less and less. He never stops with his needling, uses every chance he gets to put you down, to make you insecure: of your grammar, your accent, the way it still takes you a couple seconds to process someone talking to you. You’ll never be as skilled as him, a native speaker, and he lets you know as much. And his own lessons! He acts like it's some grand thing you should be grateful for when he sits you down at night to grill you on your progress, never once uttering a single word in English. Makes you repeat phrases until you get the pronunciation right, mocks you when you get the case wrong or use formal instead of informal for him. He'll flick your cheek lightly and with a strained smile on his face once you drift off, tired and no longer receptive after the long day you’ve had. “Zuhören. Du sollst mir zuhören.”, “Du hörst mir nicht zu. Nochmal.”, any iteration of those dreaded sentences is enough to trigger a queasy feeling in your stomach once you hear them. It’ll get to the point where he demands you only speak in German when you’re with him - and the little laughs at your mistakes, the corrections full of condescension will increase tenfold, as will that infuriating feeling of being disrespected, of being seen as lesser. You feel like a child, almost.

Taking you out of your familiar environment, throwing you into a foreign country with no one else but him to rely on - and him being a national superstar, known by everyone, appearing in the news daily - is a dangerous cocktail of dependence and power. Who can you really talk to except for a few sparse texts here and there to your friends when he’s being so overbearing again, constantly criticizing you and reminding you of his status, when he nags and nags and nags you for the most minuscule things. You could go back home, sure. But it’s not like you don’t love him, like there is nothing of worth in this relationship. The warm, fuzzy feeling you get from knowing you are the partner of Michael Kaiser, a breakout soccer star, that he has chosen you and no one else, the comfortable life that comes with this relationship - it’s easy to forgive him for his harshness, for his cold behavior. After all, he has a public image to uphold - that has to be immensely stressful for him, next to his work. No wonder he gets a little short with you sometimes. And with all the luxury that comes with being with him, what is a little bitterness here and there? It’s absolutely nothing, right? Even with his emphasis on the language - he’s just trying to make sure you learn it right, that you progress quickly. So you let yourself be pushed around by him, start to doubt your own feelings and try to appeal to him more and more, try to prove to him that you are capable and not stupid. He might not go for an insecure darling from the very start - but you can be sure that your self-esteem will take a huge hit once he has you in his palm. 

[vandal-flower]

His Darling

Yandere!Idol! Michael Kaiser x Idol! Reader

Requested.

Plot: Michael Kaiser thinks you're a wonderful person, great at your job and everything. What more can he expect from his darling.

Warnings: Stalking, obsessive behavior, taking pictures without consent, mention of blackmailing.

There were many things Michael loved about you.

You knew how to do your job well, remember your family and friends, appreciate your fans. He could ten more and it still wouldn't be enough.

Being an idol was hard, a tight schedule, diet, meet and greets, concerts and many more. He knew since he is one as well. He met you for a collaboration suggested by his manager. He thought it would be boring.

But you made it memorable for him.

You caught his interest on the first day the two of you met. Your smile, laugh and, your sweet voice especially. There were moments where he would just stare at you, stare at how beautiful you were. How you shined more in person than in the music videos.

By the time the collaboration ended, he was saddened. He wanted to see more of you.

So he just had to put the situation into his own hands.

He knows where you're going, but he's just making sure that you're safe. You can't trust everyone you see you know. There were moments where you would spot him and call out his name. It's just a coincidence really.

He has many pictures of you. It's because you're so beautiful that a music video is not enough. There different categories.

(Name) practicing

(Name) smiling

(Name) laughing

(Name) eating

There is more, it's weird, it's creepy. But he needs these pictures, they're sole proof that you're beautiful. His darling.

When ever you two meet, he'll call you 'darling'. You don't mind of course it must just be a nickname.

A nickname.

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"Finally a break from dance practice", thought Michael as he walked to his room. "Now to tend to my collection."

He went under his bed and pulled out a box. He smiled to himself, proud that no one could see this, no one could have whatever he has.

He opened it.

The box contained jewelry, hair pins, stickers, you name it.

All of it which were a symbolism of you.

The dating allegations of you two have been blasting the media for days. The both of you claim that you're just friends, but soon he'll make it true. Even if he has to blackmail people.

"My darling (Name), how beautiful you are. One day you will be mine.", he continued to smile to himself. "But for now..."

"I'll keep your treasures, my darling."

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[miellifluous]

loved ur reo yandere headcanons

Could u do yandere kaiser

Warnings: fem! reader, Michael Kaiser is a warning on his own tbh, manipulation, baby-trapping

Notes !: i haven’t read the manga yet so i hope this isn’t too ooc, there’s a big shortage of yandere kaiser on tumblr and this request is scrumptious :(

• I wouldn’t say Michael would think of you as a potential lover at first, rather you’re a prize or a trophy that, if he is able to have you, will stroke up his ego even more and serve as a reminder that he is the best and no one can resist him

• He’d be sweet and charming at first because he doesn’t take you seriously, he’s flirting and complimenting you so easily and nonchalantly, it’s second nature for him to woo you by tucking strands of hair behind your ear, lifting your chin up and pecking your face or giving your waist a squeeze, none of these actions really mean anything to him

• And as time progresses you begin to notice, through the rosy haze, that your relationship is far from perfect: he doesn’t make nearly enough time for you, he’s too easily riled up by his fangirls and he doesn’t even try to give a hint to his fans that you two are a couple

• When you break up with him, he’s unbothered because he’s certain you’re just a little prissy right now and you’ll eventually run back to him bc who in their right mind would break up with the Michael Kaiser?

• And when you don’t come back, his broken ego starts to eat at him, he did you a favor by dating you and you dare fucking break up with him? But overtime he realizes that it’s not just his wounded pride that’s bothering him, he actually misses you and he hates it

• he hates that you’ve made yourself enough of a comforting and influential presence in his life that he’s miserable without you now, it should be the opposite and yet he finds himself spending sleepless nights with thoughts of you potentially in another man’s arms gnawing at his mind

• He sends Ness to lure you in; you just happen to stumble upon him in public with no Michael in sight (a little strange) and he invites you to catch up in a somewhat secluded area and you don’t find the heart to question his choice of location because he’s giving you the sweetest smile

• And when Michael gets a hold of your waist, kisses your ear languidly, Ness remains quiet and lets his gaze fall to the ground, even when you’re panicking and subtly trying to squirm out of Michael’s grasp(which doesn’t work)

• Michael is a completely delusional man, he needs his ego fed consistently and for that he won’t mind breaking you until you’re nothing more than a doll for him

• He expects you to constantly pay attention to him, to follow him around and let him touch you whenever and wherever he pleases

• He finally makes your relationship, if you can call it that, official and you have better put on a pretty face and have the media believe you’re living the perfect fairytale romance

• Loves to show you off so much, will get you off-shoulder or low cut outfits that do nothing to hide the lovemarks on your neck, collarbone and..

• Has a big tendency to baby-trap you. Sure, he’s not fond of kids and he thinks they can be such trouble, but the idea of you walking around with his child in your womb definitely does something to him, and he knows you’ll be less likely to try and leave when you’re in such a state so it’s a win-win. He’d kiss your worries away and pin your hands up above your head. You never had a choice to begin with.

[melancholymegumi]

"how many times did he , made you cum?" he was met with silence. That means there's only one answer, "zero huh? and here you said that he had a bigger cock than me, maybe it's just a pathetic attempt to make me jealous then,"

"he did! he just, doesn't know how to use It,, I guess." you fought back, trying to excuse your shitty ex from him. "aww, little girl refuses to admit about her ex's shitty dick? that's fine, come here. I'll show you how a man fucks."

"thank god you broke up with him. I don't think I could stand having a pest near you anytime soon." he says it so nonchalantly , like he's comforting you. I mean, he is. By nestling his cock deep in your cunt. "you're gonna cum already? no no, I didn't give you permission. Maybe it's time you'll get punished for keeping me waiting for so long, hm?"

kaminari denki , sero hanta , kaiser michael , gojo satoru , geto suguru , (orekoto) . And your faves ofc !!

taglist : @adoresizuku @dcsiremc @honeybunnxo

[ryotan]

Part 2 is here! You can see the name of the OG artist on the lower right corner of each artwork ★~!

[milaisreading]

hi hi hi how are you? i hope you're warm this winter season <3

i saw you were accepting yandere blue lock requests and i wanted to request one🥺:

yandere ness with his sweet/bold gf and kaiser turns yandere for her later on

🌱🩷: SURE! I hope u like what I wrote and thank u for the request!

Warnings: Reader uses she/her. It's a yandere fic, so please don't read if u don't like those themes. Requests for Yandere Blue Lock are open

⚽️Blue Lock belongs to Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura ⚽️

"Huh? Who is that?" The 9-year-old (Y/n) asked done of her classmates as they were leaving the school grounds. The two girls next to her turned to look in the direction (Y/n) was looking at, only to find a magenta-eyed boy playing alone in the snow, making some weird circles in the ground.

"That? That's Alexis Ness, he is in the same year as we are. Just a different class. Why do you ask?" A brown-haired girl asked.

"He seems... lonely. Should we go and play with him? It is a sad thing to play alone in the snow."

"What?! No way. (Y/n), he is a weird guy. Everyone stays away from him." A blonde girl said back, surprising the girl.

"Weird? He seems normal." (Y/n) said back as the brunette friend from before shook her head.

"You are way too naive, (Y/n). Trust me when I say he is weird."

"I heard he thinks he is a wizard and looks at some weird curse books. He even asked one of our teachers if our library has spell books." The blonde girl said as (Y/n) tuned them out for a bit.

'Spell books? He likes magic, too?' The girl thought in excitement as she observed the boy more. Suddenly, Ness looked up at her, his eyes widening in surprise. Smiling at his look, (Y/n) raised her hand, waving at him.

"Hii!! You have pretty eyes!" She yelled loudly, surprising not only her two friends, but also Ness. The boy blushed a visible red shade and said something, but nobody understood him since he was way too quiet with his reply.

"What are you doing?" The blonde girl scolded her silently, pulling her on one of her arms.

"He is giving me the creeps. Come on." The brunette girl added in, pushing (Y/n) away while the other dragged her by the arm.

"Hey! Don't be like that, he looks nice. And his eyes are pretty."

Ness watched the three girls leave, his eyes fixated on the (h/c)-colored girl as she repeated the same comment about his eyes. The boy's cheeks turning even redder as she repeated those words.

"My eyes... pretty?" The boy mumbled to himself, his heart hammering against his ribcage. A sense of disappointment hit him as the girl disappeared from his sight.

"As always..." The boy said, going back to playing in the snow. His thoughts were haunted for the rest of the day by the girl.

A week had passed since that incident, and Ness tried to forget about the whole incident. After all, nobody stays with him for too long. Why would that girl have-

"Hi! You are Ness Alexis, right?!" The boy jumped a little, looking up from the snowy ground and at the girl that was talking to him. The boy blushed a little, not used to this kind of attention from anyone, especially from a girl.

'It's her again?!' Ness gulped and slowly nodded his head.

"Y-yeah, that's me. How do you know me?" The boy asked cautiously as (Y/n) crouched down, looking at the small circles Ness drew into the snow.

"My friends remembered your name!" (Y/n) said, smiling at Ness. The boy's face grew even redder, slowly nodding his head.

"Why... why are you talking with me? Everyone finds me weird, you know?" Ness spoke up again which caused the girl to raise an eyebrow.

"Weird? I don't see it. You seem normal to me. What are those circles about?"The girl wondered, pointing at the snow. The boy stayed silent, face red as he mumbled something eventually.

"Huh? What did you say?" (Y/n) blinked, looking up at him in confusion.

"It's... Uhh to summon things." Ness repeated as her eyes widened in surprise.

"Huh? How does that work?"

"Are... are you really interested to hear that?" The boy gulped nervously.

"Yep! Show!" (Y/n) cheered as Ness slowly nodded his head.

And that's how their friendship started. Ness didn't know what exactly he did to make her interested in being his friend, but he wasn't going to complain. He found her curiosity cute, flattering even. Finally someone tried to understand him, unlike his siblings, parents, and kids in school. And although her friends tried to talk (Y/n) put of hanging out with him, she rejected the idea, even stood up for him.

Moments prior....

The classes had ended for the day and Ness went to look for (Y/n) in her classroom, she was always the last one to leave. The boy was in a quite good mood and couldn't wait to show her a new spell book he found.

"I am serious, (Y/n), that guy is weird." Ness stopped as he heard a feminine voice coming out of the girl's classroom. He knew that voice, it was the blonde friend. (Y/n) mentioned the girl's and the other ones name, but he never bothered to remember them. Partially because he felt slightly uncomfortable when her attention wasn't on him.

"He isn't. Please, give him a chance. Ness is really nice." The boy felt his cheeks heat up as he listened more.

'She thinks I am nice...'

"You say that now, but watch him pull something weird soon. Please, we worry about you. Why do you like playing with him?" The brunette friend said.

'What does she mean by that?' Ness was offended now.

"I like him, and he is fun to talk to. You guys don't have to be friends with him, I won't force you. But I won't stop hanging out with him."

Ness felt his cheeks flush once again. Nobody ever did that for him. Nobody ever opted to hang out with him after confronted by others.

"(Y/n)...." Ness mumbled as he felt a strange warm feeling fill up his chest.

Present time...

"Ness! Ness!" The boy jumped a little, startled by (Y/n)'s.

"Y-yes?" The boy wondered, surprised how close she was now.

"Are you alright? I was calling your name for a good minute." She asked in worry, which made the boy all giddy inside.

'She is worried about me!' Ness thought, nodding his head.

"Yeah. I was just thinking about a lesson."

"Oh, ok!" She smiled in relief.

"You wanted to show me something. What was it?"

"Yeah, I found a new spell that I wanted to show you!!"

A few weeks later...

Ness was used to the feeling of sadness, fear and loneliness, but rage? Rage was an emotion he never felt... until he saw (Y/n), his one and only friend get punched in the face. What was worse is that she got punched because of him. A group of boys had started insulting Ness and (Y/n), being as protective of her friends as she was, started arguing with them to stop. The verbal arguments slowly got more intense and in the end (Y/n) got punched. Ness was glued to his spot, eyes wide as his breathing grew heavier. The shock slowly turning into something he never felt before. He felt like destroying something, or rather someone.

"You got quite a big mouth for someone who hangs out with that weirdo over there."

"Don't say that...." (Y/n) glared back while holding her bruised cheek.

"What? You are a loser and he is a weirdo, maybe you two should hang out-"

"Don't say that about him!" (Y/n) yelled back now, punching the boy back. That caused him to fall down.

"He isn't a weirdo, you dumbass!!"

Ness watched in terror as the two started fighting, while the other 2 boys went to get a teacher.

Later that day...

Ness and (Y/n) sat in silence in the nurses office as the woman went to look for some bandages. The boy looked at her bruised face in guilt and anger. How could he not do something? How dare that guy hit her? Were some of the thoughts Ness had in his head. The boy clenched his fists and held back a few tears as he spoke up.

"Why did you do that? Why did you get hurt for me? I am used to those words, you shouldn't have jumped in-"

"You shouldn't be used to that, Ness!" (Y/n) yelled back, glaring at Ness. But, she wasn't mad, she was sad that he was used to it.

"I... I just don't like seeing you like this. You don't deserve it. And I would do this again for you, Ness."

"Ah..." The boy gasped a little as he stared at her with wide eyes. Something... Something definitely shifted in Ness that day.

Years had passed since then and both (Y/n) and Ness grew a lot closer since their elementary school days. During those years, Ness had developed a love for football, and while (Y/n) didn't understand much of it, she supported him in his passion. And while she was developed her own interests in art and fashion,Ness would be the first one to tell her to show her mentors the recent idea she got. Ness dubbed himself her #1 cheerleader, after all.

One thing that came to a surprise to (Y/n) was Ness confessing to and asking her out after he got scouted for Bastard München. The boy had worked up a lot of courage that day, and was over the moon that she said yes to him. He worked really hard on not only building up his courage, but also om getting rid of potential love interests of (Y/n). That part wasn't really that hard, now that he thought about it, a few intimidating words with his signature smile were enough to scare people off.

Ness already had planned out their future. (Y/n) will move in with him as soon as he got an apartment, then he will ask her to marry him, and they will live a happily ever after. But... Ness failed to see one person coming into their lives. His name would be Michael Kaiser... Bastard München's star striker.

It wasn't until his and Kaiser's first official game with the team that they met, and when they did... Ness was less than happy.

"Goo, Alexis!!! What a great assist!!" The magenta-eyed boy smiled as he heard (Y/n)'s loud voice and he turned to wave at her.

"Nothing but the best for you, (Y/n)!"

Kaiser, who was a few meters away, raised an eyebrow at the boy's words and the kiss he sent her.

"Hm? Who is that, Ness?"

"Huh? That's my girlfriend, (Y/n). She is so sweet and her smile is as beautiful as the sun." Ness sighed dreamily as he waved at her again. Kaiser pretended to puke and he grabbed the back of Ness' shirt.

"Focus on the game, idiot."

"Yes Kaiser, but don't insult me like that."

While most people didn't pay attention to the exchange, (Y/n) did. Her eyes narrowed at the blonde.

After the game had ended, most of the players went to change and take a shower, Ness, Kaiser, and their coach stayed behind for a while, which (Y/n) used as an opportunity to sneak up on Ness.

"Alexis, you did such a great job! I loved every second of it!" The girl cheered as she hugged the boy from behind. Ness blushed madly and turned so that he could hug her instead.

"You think? I was a little nervous in the beginning." Ness chuckled as (Y/n) nodded her head, kissed him on the cheek a few times.

"I couldn't be prouder of you." She smiled, causing the boy to stop and look at her for a moment.

"Really?" He asked with a red face.

"Ye-"

"Can you two stop that? You look so dumb." Kaiser's voice interrupted the two from talking further.

"Uh, Kaiser-"

"And you look like the rejected version of the Beast, what now?" (Y/n) said back, narrowing her eyes at Kaiser. The boy stopped for a moment and turned to look at (Y/n) as Ness tried to calm her down.

"What did you say?"

"You heard me." She rolled her eyes at his act.

"Now, mind your business." (Y/n) gave him a short fake smile and turned her attention back to Ness.

"Oh! I made you some dinner as well, since you told me you didn't eat anything. Come on." She said while pulling him towards the benches.

"A-ah... sure. Thank you, I completely forgot about that one." Ness blushed again. Kaiser was left both confused and shocked by what had happened. Not only did someone act like that towards him, but Ness didn't stop it either.

'(Y/n)... just what is wrong with you?' Kaiser thought as he looked at her for a while. He didn't even notice that he was staring until Ness glared at him.

'Weird... does she mean that much to him?'

For the next few weeks Kaiser spent some of his free time searching for (Y/n) on social media and observing her when she would visit Ness during practice. And every time she would visit, Kaiser would start an argument with her. It didn't even matter what the subject was, the weather, the clothes, the grass, they would argue. Ness would stop the arguments rather quickly, not wanting to get in trouble, but also because he wanted (Y/n)'s attention for himself. He deserved it! Kaiser won't steal those moments from him. He needed to stop whatever Kaiser had planned for (Y/n).

"Can you stop obsessing over my girlfriend, Kaiser. Get yourself another girl to fawn over." Ness asked, or rather demanded from the blonde as they changed in the locker room.

"What are you talking about, Ness? I hate her guts and you know it." Kaiset spit back as Ness sent him a side glare.

"Don't lie to me, Kaiser. I know that look, many guys had that same lovesick look around (Y/n), and all of them failed dating her."

Now, Kaiser wasn't usually the one to be confused, but this statement from Ness really took him by surprise.

"You must be stupid or blind, Ness. I do not like her, you can have her all for yourself. She just pisses me off." Kaiser repeated back with a much harsher tone. The magenta-eyed boy stayed quiet as he finished changing and then slammed the locker shut, surprising Kaiser.

"You better stay away, Kaiser. I won't let anyone get in the way of my happy future with her." Ness sent Kaiser a warning glare and left the room. The blonde stayed silent as he watched Ness leave, feeling even more frustrated now.

"That dumbass, can't he listen? I don't like that thing he calls his girlfriend!" Kaiser gritted his teeth.

"Her and that stupid know it all attitude. That stupid voice and those perfect eyes... and soft hair. The cute frown she makes when talking- What am I saying?!" Kaiser stopped himself as he realized where his thoughts were going. Slapping his cheeks a few times, Kaiser shook his head and continued charging into his clothes.

"I don't like that dumbass. She is just an annoying nobody. Ness can have her for all I care."

The blonde mumbled, trying to ignore the annoyance he felt from the last part.

That encounter happened last week, and Kaiser still to this day couldn't get Ness' words our of his head. Moreover, he couldn't get one particular line out of his memory.

'Can you stop obsessing over my girlfriend, Kaiser.' Repeated in his head whenever he caught himself looking at her pictures for too long, or whenever he found himself thinking of her. It was so weird, and it started affecting him to the point where he nearly injured his ankle. What was it about her that he even obsessed over? Maybe her personality? Or looks? It frustrated him to no end.

'I will end that dumbass once and for all-'

"Here." Kaiser's thoughts got interrupted by the same girl that was plaguing his mind for weeks.

"What is that?" The blonde wondered as he eyed the white container suspiciously.

"It's just some gel that is good to use for your muscles. Alexis said you nearly ruined your ankle the other day." (Y/n) replied back as she held the container in front of him.

"Why? Were you worried for me? I am touched." Kaiser smirked up at her, which made the girl a little angry, but she held herself back from yelling.

"No, I wasn't. I just don't want Alexis' team to lose because their star striker was too Charles's to look out for himself." She bit back.

'Because you idiot won't leave my head!' Kaiser wanted to say, he really wanted to put all the blame on her! But, he just couldn't bring himself to.

'Why?' The blonde wondered. (Y/n) stared at his silent figure, really curious as to what he was thinking, but she kept silent as well.

"Hmm... Alexis is back." She announced as the boy walked out of the locker room.

"Here, take it or leave it. I don't care. And, take care..."

Kaiser was shocked as he heard the soft tone in her voice and the gentle look that she sent him for a few seconds. The blonde looked back on the container that was put on the seat next to him. He hesitated for a moment, but then eventually grabbed it.

"Hmm..." Kaiser mumbled as he held the item and looked where (Y/n) was hugging and kissing with Ness. The blonde tightly grabbed onto it as his breath hitched up and eyes narrowed. What was this rage he was feeling? Kaiser bit his cheek as he kept on staring at the duo and wondered what it would feel like if (Y/n) kissed him like that.

'I wonder what her lips would feel like? Where they as soft as they looked?' Kaiser gulped, a red blush spreading across his face.

'And being so close to that scent of hers...'

Kaiser wanted to get lost more in his thoughts, but was interrupted as Ness opened his eyes and looked back at Kaiser, never breaking the kiss.

'Back off.' He could hear the boy say as he hugged (Y/n) tighter. And, in that moment something snapped in Kaiser. He didn't know what it was, nor did he care. The only thought running in his head was that he needed (Y/n). He needed her to be his. And his only.

[frodium]

ㅤㅤREMEDY

00. ─── what better remedy for cheating than cheating back?

01. ─── warnings: 18+, fem!reader, cheating from both parties obv, comfort (thanks to my bbg hera for helping me with that one).

rin, shidou. kaiser, isagi (bllk) — zhongli, childe. ayato, heizou (genshin) — atsumu, sakusa. oikawa, kageyama. (haikyuu!!)

⭑ oh, how sad, to get home and see your fiancé in bed with someone else. oh, what a son of a bitch, he is fucking her in the bed you two sleep together. oh, what a disappointment, he didn't even bother to lock the door.

⭑ poor you… but don't worry, dear. you have your own list of second-choices, or better yet, strike-backs. upset? you? far from it, enjoy the power you have at hand. don't waste your tears on him, spend them on someone who can fuck the sadness out of you.

⭑ you left the house as carefully as you entered it, you wanted to scream, but it was better to save your voice for now. you wondered what would be better, fuck his best friend? his enemy? don't care about who says cheating back is putting yourself down, it's valuing yourself, honey. if he can fuck someone else, why can't you? after you've had your fun, you can go back and break up.

⭑ you dialed his number with anxiety consuming you, and he, as always, answered you within seconds. a upset tone of voice was noticeable, he was so mad at your (ex) fiancé. but again, don't worry, he's ready to comfort you in any way you want.

⭑ you went to his house, eyes watering against your will. seeing you like this hurt him so much… he hugged you and pulled you inside, giving you a lecture for not listening to him earlier when he talked behind your fiancé's back that he was an asshole who didn't deserve you. he wiped away your tears and stroked your head, offering you a kiss on the cheek and cuddles.

⭑ the two of you were in one rhythm, hands dancing between bodies, lips touching. for a moment, there was hesitation, until you remembered and reminded him that that ring on your finger meant nothing anymore. with the consent of the two of you being at the table, you have sunk into each other's desires.

“i warned you.” he said between the kiss, his hand going down to your thighs and spreading them apart, making room for him between your legs. “'gonna show you that i'm so much better.”

⭑ it didn't take long for you to decide to take it to yet another level, as he led you into the bedroom, at every step a piece of clothing was left behind. as you both entered the room, the anticipation in the air was palpable. with every discarded garment, your bodies became more exposed to each other's hungry gazes. his eyes traced every curve, every inch of your skin with an intensity that made your heart race, he touched you with more desire and love than any touch your ex ever did.

⭑ he took hold of your hand and gently guided you towards the bed, the softness of the sheets embraced your bare skin as he pulled you into his embrace once again. his hands traced delicate patterns along your back as he pressed himself against you, letting you feel his growing arousal.

⭑ he trailed kisses along your jawline and down to your neck. his teeth grazed lightly oversensitive spots, leaving tingling sensations and marks that certainly wouldn't leave so soon. without uttering a word, you reached out for him and pulled him closer until there was no space left between you two. the feeling of heat radiating from him intensified against every inch of exposed skin as he positioned himself between your legs. at that moment, nothing else mattered, there was no room for hesitation or doubt. and as he finally entered you, a chorus of gasps and moans filled the room.

⭑ there were hours and hours of peaks of mutual pleasure, and you melted into the moment without caring about what you would do after everything. the tune between the two of you screamed something more than just a fuck, but you only really came to think about it when you were lying against his chest, breathing heavily as they recovered from yet another orgasm. his arms were around you, the silence in the room being far from uncomfortable.

⭑ feeling a sense of comfort and security, offering solace from the pain and confusion that had brought you to this moment. it felt like an escape from reality, or maybe creating a new one. you could hear his heartbeat beneath your ear, its steadiness echoing through your body as if syncing with yours.

“we needed this,” he murmured, his voice filled with genuine sincerity. “you deserve so much better than him.” he added softly.

⭑ you looked up at him then; gratitude shining in your eyes. there was no denying how he made you feel – desired, cherished, and valued. at this moment with him lying beside you, it became clear that perhaps this unexpected turn of events could lead to something more meaningful than just revenge or temporary escapism.

“well…” he continued, stroking your hair gently. “do you want to do something? go out, maybe eat, or sprinkle glitter all over that asshole's house after we get your stuff out?”

[mochikofi]

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: yandere behavior.

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬: 𝐛𝐥𝐥𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧: 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐥𝐤 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞.

𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 - he's the type to kidnap or kill someone just because they laid their eyes on you. He doesn't care if it's a girl or a boy, he believes that he is the only one who can look at you and touch you. If he catches you talking to somebody else, he will quickly pull you away and go back to your house and lock you. He just wants you to depend on him and only him, hell he will even create a problem for you just to solve it in the end.

"𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐞!"

𝐘𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈, chigiri, kunigami, 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔, reo, 𝐑𝐈𝐍, karasu, kira, 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔, aiku.

𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 - he's the type of yandere who will always go to your house, yearning for attention and support. And he's the type to show hints that he's obsessed with you and he will always get angry when you still don't get it. You just think it's a innocent act. And when both of you are going out and he sees a man staring at you, he will rush to your side and hold your waist while glaring at them. After all, he claimed you first so he has rights to be clingy and protective around you.

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐞𝐞?"

𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒, rin, 𝐁𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐀, yukimiya, niko, 𝐍𝐀𝐆𝐈, 𝐇𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐈, kuon, 𝐓𝐎𝐊𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐔.

𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞/𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐟 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐲 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 - He's the type to act nice to you and your family just so he can get their trust. And when he finally gets their trust he will ask if you could live with him, and of course they said yes, after all he's the perfect man for you. He knows every movement you make because he installed cameras around the house. And after you're comfortable with him, he will tell you lies to make you hate your family and friends. He will make you leave them behind so you can be with him. He will give you everything and will do anything you ask for him, after all it is his duty as your 'perfect' boyfriend.

"𝐒𝐨 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐢'𝐦 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐞? 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬����'𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐮𝐬, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭?"

𝐑𝐄𝐎, 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈, chigiri, kunigami, 𝐒𝐀𝐄, gagamaru, karasu, 𝐀𝐑𝐘𝐔, hiori, 𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑.

𝐒𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐭𝐲𝐩𝐞 - he will be the reason why you're suffering from hatred, grief, and loneliness. He always spread rumours about you so you can only go to him. He will make you think that he's the only person who is on your side and who will love you. He finds it amusing how easily he can break you.. he finds it exciting and it gives him pleasure. He will comfort you and say nice things like 'don't listen to them' but he knows damn well that he's the cause of your sadness and anger. But, he's good at hiding it so it might take you a while to escape him.

"𝐍𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐬 𝐢 𝐝𝐨, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭."

𝐊𝐀𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑, 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐆𝐈, barou, 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐃𝐎𝐔, yukimiya, raichi, 𝐄𝐈𝐓𝐀, kuon, kira , 𝐄𝐆𝐎.

anime masterlist - navigation.

lmk if the chracters dobt fit in the hc ^^

[reotheworld]

hi, don't really know about your rules so feel free to ignore this! I was wondering if you could do how yan!merman! Kaiser would be with his darling, how does he act, interact, etc. (maybe a little bit suggestive if you can?) have a lovely day!

part of your world

❝ from head to toe, you are mine ❞

➜ yandere!merman!kaiser with a human!fem!darling

➜ fem!reader

sugar level: 20% | suggestive at the end!

fairy tales are merely short yet magical stories mothers tell to their children to help fall asleep quickly. such stories typically feature mythical enchantments and fanciful beings, never meant to believe in. but what happens when the line between real and not blurs?

just like a blue rose, they are only works of imagination, a good work of fantasy yet it's mysterious allure is what makes it unattainable. what happens when the impossible becomes possible?

michael kaiser is the merman every mermaid mother want their daughters to marry because of his good looks, excellent controlling nature and many more. however, be that the case, he's not the least interested in mermaids.

he craved for something that could challenge him, someone who is beyond his reach. have them be a part of his world.

the day he decided to admire another world by the shore is the day he caught sight of your wandering figure, crouching down on the sand, one bucket in hand while the other picked up sea shells and colorful sea stones.

he knew that humans and mermaids aren't supposed to come into contact together, to remain their kind a secret but the sight of you oh so carefree, beautiful and enchanting had him speechless. his heart fluttered, something he never thought he could experience until now.

you who is a refreshing and mesmerizing view. you who is exactly beyond his reach. either way, he'll make you submit to him.

he spent the rest of the mornings watching and observing you, when you wouldn't collect shells and stones, you'd take a walk all by yourself or build sand castles. and as each day passed, he didn't cared if he could expose his kind, he wanted to have you.

"if you want a variety, i can help you with that."

"ah!"

slowly, kaiser treads through the water to come closer to you, his eyes never leaving your figure.

"do you not get lonely too?" he asks, finally stopping right in front of you, upper half of his body exposed to you.

you gave him a small smile, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. "why would i be lonely?"

"i always see you every day and at the same time, all by yourself." he tells you, excitement rushing through him as he is finally talking to you.

"so you've been watching me." you respond, slowly sitting down on top of the golden sandy shores. "i'm not lonely anymore, i have you now."

his eyes widened at the response you gave him. heart thumping wildly as if it would burst out of his chest. a human acknowledging his presence. that response alone had him fallen completely in love with you.

"in what grounds do you think i could be a good company to you?" he asks, an impressive grin painting his lips.

"i just know" you reply, smiling to him.

oh how you wish you could take those words back. the words you gave to the very first you meet him, the words you wish you knew what it would mean to him.

you're now in the palm of his hand; finest pearls weaved into a necklace or earring, abundant sea shells enclosed around a large clam shell, miscellaneous trinkets that can only be found in the deepest crevices of the sea are now in your rightful possession.

no other person on land has these finer treasures apart from you. such luster, shape and consistency would have heads turning to look your way.

"there's no need for you to go back to that world, darling." he'd whisper into your ear as the two of you watch the sunset, his arms wrapped around your colorless figure. "the sea will welcome you with open arms."

"you'll love it when you're a hundred feet deep, i'll be your guide getting in, i won't let you drown. you trust me, right?" he asks, whispering in your ear as his fingers held your chin, turning your head to look at him.

trusting him is your choice. but it's kaiser that used that choice into something cynical.

shifting positions to have you seated on top of his waist, he pushes your bodies and kaiser had never felt so pleased with the skin to skin contact. admiring your figure clad in a yellow bikini, a sight he'll always remember even with eyes closed.

and not a moment too soon, he finally press his lips on yours. kissing you deeply and passionately; one hand cupped around your left cheek and the other on your waist, slipping between your legs. squeezing your warm pussy before rubbing your clit, tongues intertwining and dancing.

abandoning his common sense, his arms gripped around your figure, diving down into the water but with you this time.

[lacedupforyou]

i really wanna see your yandere kaiser and yandere rin hcs !! like them being manipulative and doing everything in their power to see you crawl back to them

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐈𝐭𝐨𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐑𝐢𝐧 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐌𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐞𝐥 𝐊𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐫 |

|Reader is their manager/spokesperson| This is if they became famous football players |

ᴍɪᴄʜᴀᴇʟ ᴋᴀɪsᴇʀ ~

You being Michael's agent, He was very uninterested at first, But seeing you defend him and stick up for him he started to find you cute. How far would he have to go for you to snap? What makes you tick? He believes you're meant to serve him. But this attitude quickly turns to obsession. He'd only go to meetings if you asked him nicely. Begging . For you, It was hell. Like babysitting 24/7 to a selfish arrogant man. He believes you're serving him. Attention gains as he's always seen walking with you closely. He becomes more interested every minute you speak to him, Bring him something if he needs it, keeps him in check. It felt nice to be served as the king he believes he is.

As his obsession grows and he sees your caring and almost loving side. You doing your job . He get's pretty physical, Escalating from a hand on your hand, Hand on your head, Hand on your thigh. It felt so nice. He felt so crazy for this touch, Your his servant and the king always get's what he wants.

Of course you grow tired of this torment, The begging to go to meetings and pleading to be decent to interviewers, The touches he made towards you, The way he spoke to you and treated you.

You had finally had enough.

"I'm dropping you Michael. I'm sure you'll find tons of others agent but I can't do it anymore. I'm so tired and I need to go. I wish you the best for your future." You didn't dare look him in the eyes as you said that. He was frozen and didn't say anything, You brushed it off and began walking to the door.

Michael grabbed your wrist saying "How dare you..Dropping your king? Don't leave. Don't go. You're mine. I won't let you leave. Ever."

"Get off me Michael!" he pulled you closer and..Hugged you? He draped his arms over your back but held his hands firmly over your waist. "Shut up. You're not leaving get it through your head. I will ruin your career if you even think about leaving me again. I will leak any secret you have, Any photo, Anything. You won't leave."

"I don't care, You have nothing on me anyways, I've never done anything." You reply harshly.

He smirks at your words, Feeling his ego grow. He pulled out his phone. Scrolling a moment, His smile widens . He flashes the screen of you half naked sleeping on his apartment couch. But you got home..That night..? Your head spins. Everyone will think you slept with him..That your a slut of an agent..Your career WILL be over..

"Changed your mind? Good." Kaiser smiles. He holds you in his arms again. He shudders as he inhales your smell. His touch is suffocating.

But there's no escaping it. There's no escaping him.

ɪᴛᴏsʜɪ ʀɪɴ ~

As you became his agent the relationship you both had was very..Quiet. He never really spoke to you. you reminding him things just lead to a simple "Ok." Honestly you thought he didn't like you as he always seemed to hold the same bored glare. You felt bad he had to have an agent he didn't like.

Little did you know, He was too nervous around you. Everytime you shook his hand or smiled at him. He would have to use a hand and ball it into a fist to not blush. Digging his nails in to take his mind off. Though not healthy, Effective. That was his idea to win you over.

He just needs you to keep coming to him. To keep trying harder. He won't break and neither will you. Wait, You look upset. Why are you holding a letter?

You rushed and handed him the letter walking out of the room. The letter said

" Dear Mr Itoshi it had been an honor to be your manager. I noticed you had not taken a liking to me and I believe you would do better with another agent. The time with you has been lovely. I'm sorry I was not a right fit for you. -Y/n"

He sprinted out the door rushing faster than ever. Looking everywhere frantically. Until he spotted you leaving the buildings main doors. He rushed over to you. "Where are you going..!?"

"I'm leaving..I don't think we're a good team working together, I didn't even think you liked me. I don't want to get in the way of you, You're a star And I-"

"Don't go. You can't go. You won't. I won't let you." He holds onto your shirt tightly. You're frozen in shock by his words. His actions.

"No no, It's fine seriously I'm sure you'll find someone else.. I have to leave the country anyways. It was amazing working with you Itosh-"

You're cut off by his hand hitting a pressure your point, Your body goes numb and you pass out. Falling into his arms. He carried you bridal style back to his luxury apartment room inside the building. A small smile etched on his features. He had you laying on his bed with some rope around your wrists

"You are never leaving me." Rin whispers as he get's closer and closer.

| The end! Submit me any requests! |

[ofallthingsnasty]

heyy omg it's so fun to read your manipulator post!! can I please get when they become a total mess without you? like when they regret and all.. I know that kaiser won't ever regret something due to his superiority complex. so I wanna know what will he do without reader, I'm sure he somehow got little attached to reader right? AND PLEASE LET READER GO FOR GOOD NOT COMING BACK TO THAT BASTARD xD (thank youuuu! I know that I'm asking to much *sigh*)

ah I'm so happy it resonated so well with so many people!! I really like the more hopeless, mean side of yanderes and I feel like Blue Lock really provides us with so many fucked up little guys who can really make your head spin -- it's the same reason reader will always end up with them but let me give you some food for thought haha. References this post. Requests are open!

tags: yandere, baby trapping, reader can get pregnant but no pronouns are used, emotional manipulation, noncon mention

word count: 0.6k

We talked about you escaping Kaiser as a foreign darling here and I still think that at first, Kaiser will be seething. It takes him a good while to calm down again, to mend his broken ego at least a little bit. He does have feelings for you - he isn't cold, doesn't only view you as something to possess - but he wants to be worshipped. That anger is definitely born out of a sense of superiority and entitlement but also hurt feelings. That man loves you more than he likes to admit and your absence hurts him in ways he hasn't experienced before. It’s a confusing mix for him.

All things he does during those initial weeks: (subtly) dragging your name through the mud in the public, pulling strings to make life as hard as possible for you, having Ness talk to you - if they all fail, if nothing can make you crawl back to him on your hands and knees, I can see that anger slowly turning to desperation. It’s absolutely ugly. He doesn’t know what to do with the feeling, too used to getting what he wants, to winning. Ness will bear the brunt of it, no doubt. Moody, even more easily irritated than he already is, he’ll all but terrorize his team mates. Even the media picks up on it and they’ll have a field day with reporting on the subject. People around him are incredibly concerned for him and it will only drive him further up the wall.

In the end, he’ll turn up at your door on his own, no middlemen needed.

You’ll barely recognize him. Hair disshevelled, face pale with too little sleep and eyes red, he looks pathetic as he stares at you from his place on your doorstep.

It’s hard not to feel at least a little bit of pity for him when he looks like this. And maybe because he only ever emotionally abused you - never really kept you, never hurt you physically - your memories soften and you see his raw, vulnerable innards, see that big soccer star as some genuinely hurt young man, small and desperate. It isn’t really an act but the words he weaves aren’t all that truthful, either. It won’t take long for you to let him back into your heart: Being so close to him, remembering how you did love him, how he could be so sweet when he wanted to- that and the heartfelt talks you two are having even make you forgive him for the stunt he pulled with Ness. Everything is just too easily explained away with desperation, with him being beside himself after you left. One tiny part of you wants him to change, wants that initial magic of dating a pro athlete, back. You want to believe that he can and will change, that’s why his little spiel works on you in the first place. You still have too much love for him, in the end.

Kaiser is obsessed with control, we know as much - and what is one way to really bind you to him? Oh, it’s almost too easy. Marrying you is a no-brainer but today’s marriages are easily broken apart. No. He needs something entirely different - a child. Just one. A tiny little bundle of joy, the spitting image of the both of you, something that irrevocably keeps you with him, makes you think twice before leaving again. And he wouldn’t mind a child, even if he doesn’t feel quite ready yet - it doesn’t matter, as long as you stay with him for as long as you both live. Getting you so drunk you puke up your pill and don’t even remember him fucking you while you’re half-conscious is a breeze. Happy little accidents happen all the time, don’t they?

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Blue lock boys reacting to you telling them your pregnant

warnings: angst, teenage pregnancies, mentions of getting an abortion (a lot), heartbreak etc

Isagi:

He loves you.

Everything about you, the way you act, your beautiful smile your encouraging personality, your rosy lips that just turn him on and makes him think of stuffs he shouldn't be thinking of

he really does but not like he loves soccer.

in the few seconds you told him about your pregnancy he has already analyzed how his life will take a turn if he accepts and takes care of the baby.

he won't have time to play soccer.

he can't become the best striker.

if he is here for you he wont be here for soccer.

all because he had sex too young.

no

like ego said you make your own destiny

"please get an abortion" he said piercing you with his deep blue eyes

"what" you asked you couldn't believe your ears

sure he had soccer and blue lock but at least he should accept the baby.

he isn't gonna leave you alone is he?

doesn't he love you

"abort the baby" he repeated "or i'll break up with you''

you couldnt believe your ears

"HOW DARE YOU HOW COULD YOU YOU WANT TO LEVAE ME BECAUSE I WANT TO KEEP THE BABY ISAGI'' you cried "I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME"

this broke his heart but he had to continue he couldnt ruin his futeure because of a child

"i do' he replied ''thats why i'm asking you to abort it'' he said puttimg a hand on your shoulder

''so'' he began ''i'm leaving for the bluelock camp again so please abort the child or ill deny ever dating you'' he threatened

Nagi

''man what a hassle'' he accidentally said out loud

he didn't mean to sure that's how he felt but

He adores you

I mean

Sure you sometimes- most of the time you annoyed him sure but he did care for you.

especially the time when you just obeyed him

that wasn't normally your bubbly energetic and stubborn personality would do but for nagi you were willing

Nagi and you deserved each other.

you were still young

but you thought this was love

he made you smile when you think about him

which was everytime

everytime you think about you him

aaah you just wanna get married already and have his kids

that was probably why you agreed easily to have sexual intercourse

that means he feels the same way you thought

so why was he saying this

surely he didnt mean it right?

‘’sorry’’ he hesitated before he continued  

“i dont think i can be a father, i have blue lo-” 

Slap 

“WHAT ABOUT ME !??, I HAVE TO QUIT SCHOOL MY PARENTS MIGHT NO THEY WILL KICK ME OUT AND YOU- YOU JUST WANT TO LEAVE!!!!’’ 

‘’LEAVE ME ALONE!!” he responded “IT’S NOT MY FAULT YOU ARE PREGNANT, ABORT THE BABY THEN IT’S A HASSLE TO KEEP IT”  

Charles 

Note: he is still a new character and i know nothing of him

‘'Are you sure it’s mine?’’ 

You and Charles have been dating for a while. 

And while you barely see him because of his soccer career and neo-egoist league- you still loved him. 

So when you found out you were pregnant you were elated 

Since a baby is involved he would spend more time with you  

After all its his child involved 

You smiled when you thought of charles playing soccer with his little son 

What would we name him you merrily thought 

So it hurt hurt you a lot when he asked you 

‘’Are you sure it’s mine?’’ 

“w-what” you replied in disbelief 

“i mean” he yawned “i don’t know maybe you cheated on me” 

“h-how c-could y-you s-uggest th-a-at" you asked tears welling in your eyes 

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go 

“woah don’t cry i-i just mean that maybe it’s a- mi-stake yeah, look im not ready ready to be a father and to be honest i dont think i like y-” 

You burst into tears 

You're so annoying Charles thought  

He liked you but you just annoyed him in ways soccer could never 

Soccer never asked for attention and tried to baby trap him 

You made his heat skip a beat but no the way fighting a strong opponent in soccer did 

When he thought about you- the rare time he did he smiled but when he thought about soccer it didnt just make him smile – it brought out a whole new monster  

He can neglect and insult you but not soccer never soccer  

To a normal person this sounded ridiculous 

Soccer was a thing, a sport, a way of life to egoist like him. 

YN was a human being- not that special 

She didnt bring out a whole new ego- she was boring. 

Also he knew if he accepted his role as the father of the unborn child he’ll have to spend more time with yn and not soccer 

So he had to break it off right now and maybe convince her to get an abortion 

“listen YN......” 

Notes: Charles is a new character and i know nothing of him

if you have any requests you can ask me

 

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