#yandere vandal savage

[knullanon]

Vandal savage losing one his young kids and finding them decades later, his kid taken into a family and decently stable civilian life

yess i love your ideas, I have so many of them almost finished too. also, there might be something I'll post tomorrow because it was written and then I forgot to save it, so while I still have the ask, everything that was written was gone. which sucks, but oh well. so, either later today or tomorrow it will be up :) love yall!

Lost and Found

words: 1878

warnings: drugging, a little violence, kidnapping, lmk if I missed anything!

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He was devastated. You were his baby, his precious, even when you were born, he knew you would be different. All throughout your years, he would teach you, care for you, he would show you all around the world, to tell you that this is what you would rule over. That this was your domain, that you would one day be ruling over the people around you.

Unfortunately, that vision he had given you had never come to fruition. He still remembered the day you were taken, when you were little. He left you with your siblings, thinking that you would be safe, that you wouldn't be in any danger.

He goes over that day every night, about the what if's and what could've changed. What he could've done differently. If he had just taken you with him, if he had just assigned more guards. After a few years, he had assumed the worst had happened. He knew that he would never make this mistake again, he swore to himself, but it didn't help the hurt and pain he felt every time he thought of you.

He thought he would never see you again. By the time you would have been an adult, he had come to terms with what happened. He would still think of you, but he knew that he would have to get over it, that nothing would bring you back. No matter how much he tried, you were gone, probably dead.

And so when he received a file from one of his children showing that you were alive, that you were on the other side of the world, fine and unharmed, he let himself hope again that you were there. That it wasn't a trap, that you were actually alive.

Savage realized what would happen if it was a lie. That it would restart his pain, his hurt. But he let himself believe that maybe, you were still alive.

He hoped he was right.

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You were having a terrible day.

Your mother had called you, telling you that she wanted you to move back in with them for some reason or another, even though you just rented your first apartment, something you were very prideful about, and she didn't even tell you why. This caused an argument where she yelled at you for 5 minutes before hanging up.

Then, on the way to work, you were stopped by a cop, which made you late, which then caused your boss to yell at you in front of your coworkers. Later in the day, some lady was mad because you got her order wrong, and made a huge deal about it to your boss.

After she left, he told you that your raise you were going to get, albeit small, was going to be postponed until he saw "better results". You had tried to argue, but he had shut you down, telling you to do better.

The rest of the day was a blur, besides the few angry people who would come up to you telling you something was wrong, or to go work on this, or work on that.

By the time you were clocking out, you were ready to be done with your day and cry yourself to sleep.

Walking down the road to the parking lot, you thought of everything you could do the next day to make yourself feel better. You had that TV show you wanted to watch, some snacks, and you could even get some food from your favorite restaurant-

"______?"

You paused and turned around, expecting one of your coworkers telling you you forgot your keys or something similar. You were not expecting a tall lady who looked like she could kill you with a punch to be there.

"Yes?" You fully turned to face her, worried she might try something, but she didn't move. In fact, she seemed surprised that you even answered her. You had never seen her before in your life, which made it even more suspicions.

"Do I... know you?" you asked, hesitantly. You didn't know what she wanted from you, and the fact that she knew your name was not a good sign.

She didn't answer your question. Instead, she told you, "I can't believe it. You're _______ Savage?"

Savage? What? "My name is _______, but my last name isn't Savage-"

"That's all I need to know." Confused, you were about to ask her what the hell she was talking about, when she suddenly rushed forward towards your face. You tripped yourself backwards trying to get away from her, and ended up falling flat on your ass.

This didn't deter her, though. While you were trying to figure out how the hell you were going to get away from her, she took the opportunity and lunged towards you. You covered your face, but she didn't automatically go for you. She went behind you.

Before you realized what was happening, she had you in a chokehold, holding you down while you tried to yell out for help. You saw something glint from her other arm, and you were smart enough to know what she was planning on doing.

You tried to kick your way out of her hold, but you cried out when you felt something prick your arm. Something cold, something that felt weird under your skin poured into you. You finally had the bright idea to shove your palm at her nose. She let you go and you scurried away, trying to get ahold of yourself when you started to droop.

Your arms, legs, even your face weren't moving as fast as you normally would have been able to. You tried to get up, but even then you struggled. By the time you hoisted yourself onto the nearby wall, she was already back on her feet, walking towards you.

When she grabbed you by your arm, and you fell like a rag doll, you knew you had lost. You didn't even notice her cradling you like a baby, or when she carried you to a car that you didn't even see beforehand. The last thing you remember was falling asleep to her telling someone to drive.

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Your head felt like crap. It was almost like what a fever felt like: you could move, but your body didn't want to. It was too tiring, too slow. It was too hot, too cold. You groaned to yourself. Did you really have to get sick on your days off? Opening your eyes, you were going to see if you could convince your body to get some water, only to realize this wasn't your room.

In fact, it was the opposite of your room. In comparison to your tiny little apartment, the room you were in was huge, probably the size of your parents house. There were shelves with trinkets, statues and books. There were huge paintings on the walls, some of them seemed to be originals.

When you looked at the bed you were on, it was gigantic. It looked like one of those princess beds, with black lace curtains, sheets and pillows. The headboard was carved to show what appeared to be a battle, the detail showing even in the smallest of areas. There was two doors that probably led to some hallway or another, but what got your attention was the window.

It was to your left, and it showcased a tundra of snow and trees. It was enticing, seeing the beauty of it all right in front of you. There were mountains, covered in snow, and it almost looked like another planet.

Everything in the room, while luxurious and expensive, made you remember in your daze everything that had happened the day before, including the kidnapping.

You threw off the covers, and jumped out of the bed, which made your head hurt even more, but you didn't care. Panic and adrenaline started to set in, and even through your headache, you stumbled over to the two doors, which was a struggle just from your body being so disorganized.

When you finally reached the doors, your body was already done. You had wondered what had happened to you to deserve this treatment, when the knob suddenly turned. You stopped as it opened, your heart sinking when you saw who was on the other side.

It was the biggest man you had ever even seen in your life. You didn't recognize him, and yet he looked so familiar. He was holding a tray of food that seemed to be some kind of soup, and some flatbread to the side of the bowl. It also held a glass of water.

You tripped on your feet as he walked in the room, and gently shut the door. He walked past you, towards the bedside table, and set down the tray, along with the glass of water.

He turned around, and his expressions softened. "______, are you feeling alright?"

"Who are you?" You mumbled out. Not knowing who he was and yet he somehow knew your name made your stomach turn, and it didn't help you had no idea where you were.

He didn't respond, and he only walked towards you, saying, "You look ill. You should be in bed, you know."

You couldn't even respond before he grabbed you by your neck, like a kitten, and walked back to the bed. He dropped you where you were before, and pulled the sheets and blankets over you again. While your mind was yelling and screaming, your body took comfort in the warmth from the covers.

"Who are you?" You asked again, more panicked and rushed. He grabbed the tray and placed it on your lap, since you were already sitting upright.

"You do not remember me?" He asked, almost sad that you weren't able to recognize him. You shook your head, and flinched when he reached to cradle your cheek.

"______, I am-"

There was a sudden ping from his pocket, and he angrily pulled out what appeared to be a cellphone. He answered, "What is it?"

"Father, there's trouble with one of our reserves. They have asked for an emergency meeting with the rest of the Light." The voice sounded similar to the lady who had taken you.

He growled, and you could see his fist shaking from anger. It scared you.

"Tell them to be ready by the time I get there."

He hung up without saying anything else, and turned to you again. He grabbed your hand and rubbed it, almost trying to give you comfort of some kind.

"I'll be back soon enough. Please eat at least something before I get back."

He let go of your hand, and got up from the bed. He walked over to the door, and turned around one last time, and gave you the smallest smile, before opening the door, and leaving.

You did, however, hear the doors lock, before you heard him walk away. You looked down at the food he had given you, and slowly, you ate, too hungry to even care if he had tampered with it.

You knew you had to have a plan to get out of there. But for right now, you decided to rest, and figure out why you were here.

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I was gonna write this completely differently, but it came out weird so I re-wrote it. anyways, I hope you enjoyed it ヾ(￣▽￣)

[the-broken-truth]

Best Friend - Yandere Cassandra Savage [3]

Parts: [1] - [2] - [3] (You Have Arrived)

Recap: It is often said that fate is the ultimate decider and those who try to resist or evade it are destined to fail. Unfortunately, you have learned this lesson the hard way. You were going to transform, irrevocably and without any say in the matter.

Cassandra didn't understand - none of this made sense.

She stood before her monitor setup and it was completely empty - void of you entirely. For a week, she had been watching it and you had suddenly disappeared. The last time she heard about you, she heard that the Members of Young Justice were looking for you after Superboy failed to watch you and you mysteriously disappeared. According to what Cassandra managed to collect, Superboy walked you back to your apartment for you to get some clothes for the week when he heard someone screaming for help; he told you to head into the apartment until he and the wolf returned before taking off. He arrived where the screaming was coming from but found no one - it was coming from a speaker. He was going to head back when a gas bomb appeared at his feet and poured out knockout gas. He tried to cover his mouth but it had already taken effect and he was knocked out along with his wolf companion. When he had awakened, he ran back to the apartment and you were gone - no one had seen you since.

Cassandra was confused - Where did you disappear to? Who lured Superboy away to capture you? Who had you? What did they want with you? Were you still alive? Had they killed you?

Her teeth locked as the unanswered questions buzzed around her mind like a hive of bees - it was driving her crazy. She needed to find you and fast. She knew there was nothing to do at the moment but return to her father's side and wait until she heard something through her hidden communications. The moment she arrived on the Warworld, Cassandra went to find her father and found him at his command center.

"Father." Cassandra greeted with a bow.

"My Daughter. I was waiting for your return - there is a matter I would like to discuss with you." Vandal said as he rose from his chair and stood before his daughter with his hands behind his back and a nonchalant look on his face as he looked down at Cassandra as she looked up at him.

"What is this matter, Father?" Cassandra asked - Vandal looked at her for a few seconds longer before a tender smile took his face; he looked...happy.

"Follow me, Daughter." Vandal said as he walked around Cassandra to walk down the hall - Cassandra following behind her father confusion and nervousness in her eyes. Her father was always up to something but he usually kept her in the loop - he was hiding something. They walked for about 4 minutes in silence before Vandal opened his mouth to speak again. "Tell me, daughter: What makes a person complete?"

"A person complete?" Cassandra asked.

"I have lived for many centuries - fought in many empires and killed many people. I have sired many children, but I never really felt complete... except once in my life - when I met her." Vandal said as he stopped by a locked door and turned to face Cassandra, who stopped a few feet away from him.

"Her?" Cassandra asked.

"I have mated with many females to continue my line, however, I have never loved any of them; not truly. I didn't want any of them to remain by my side...except for one. She was... She was the missing puzzle piece I had been missing and didn't even realize it until she was with me. She was my polar opposite but she understood me better than anyone else; even my generals and servants. She was my other half and I wanted her to see the new world with me... However, no matter how hard I looked or how I wished, no matter what I offered... I could not make her like me and I watched her fade away before my eyes and I promised myself that I would never love another as much as I loved her." Vandal spoke through closed eyes before he opened them with a smile still on his face.

"Father, why are you telling me all this?" Cassandra asked. Vandal walked over to Cassandra and placed a hand on her shoulder.

"You are more like me than I realized and I wish to reward you for all of your service with the one thing you want more than anything else in the universe." Vandal said as the doors beside them opened and Cassandra looked inside on instinct - her eyes widened at what she saw.

There you were.

Strapped to a table by your ankles and wrists with a golden device around your head that looked like a ringed crown. You were struggling against the restraints but they weren't coming off.

Cassandra left her Father's side and ran to you - you weren't injured, not a single scratch upon your body; you were just restrained.

"Father, what is the meaning of this?" Cassandra asked as she turned to face Vandal, who walked behind her as he looked at your struggling body.

"I found out about your little secret a long time ago when you started visiting Earth without being told - someone had captured your heart and you wanted to keep them a secret. Imagine my surprise when I found out the one you loved was the scared child who watched me kill their father and chose to spare them - good thing I did." Vandal said as he walked over to his large computer and started hitting keys with a single finger, "It also broke my heart when I saw how upset you were when they rejected you - regardless of loving you - because you were linked to me by blood. While I understand their anger, it is misplaced. I shall not take away what you love, daughter; I shall make sure that it remains yours forever, without resistance."

"You... You would do that for me, Father?" Cassandra asked as she walked over to Vandal's side to see what he was typing and saw an image of a vial on the screen.

Broken Truth: Hold on! Before you continue reading, I wanna say this real quick. This next part was possible thanks to an idea by my friend, @universallyweaselwobblermuffin, who also happens to help me with a lot of my scripts. Please, enjoy what their brilliant mind came up with!

"My Relationship with [Name's] Father was that of business - I wanted the power to make common humans into something more and asked him to construct me a serum that would contaminate the bloodstream down to the genetic code and rewrite it. Turning humans into metahumans with powers that I personally engineer. He was able to complete this but he thought he could turn it into a weapon and sell it to the highest bidder - he was blinded by greed and I couldn't let that happen. That is the only reason I took his life." Vandal explained.

"What about my mother, Savage?! What had she done to deserve what you did to her?!" You roared out with tears streaming down your face.

"She was in on it as well. She possessed numerous debts and was unable to pay for them; she wanted to be drowned in riches...at the cost of other people's misery. They were going to use you as the first test subject to make sure the serum couldn't kill the hosts - they were willing to sacrifice their child for their own greed." Vandal explained without looking behind him at you - he didn't have to - your silence was enough to know the information was sinking in. "Daughter, they are your beloved. You shall be the one who creates the power to give them."

"Father, if we give them powers, they might use them against us." Cassandra said

"They shall not. The device on their head shall make sure of that. That device will make them bend to your will until all they can think about is to make you happy. They are yours, Cassandra. Do with them as you see fit." Vandal smiled. That's all Cassandra needed as she started constructing the Metahuman Gene she would use on you.

You tried struggling again when Cassandra came close with the syringe in her hands and a twisted love written upon her face. Cassandra pushed the needle into your main vein and pushed the gene inside of you - your body felt like it was on fire as your DNA was rewritten and the shocker crown on your head began electrocuting you as you yelled aggression at Cassandra. They were going to break you and make you see you belonged to her and her alone.

Together.

At long last.

End of Mini-Series. I hope you all enjoyed it.

[knullanon]

Could you write a part 2 of Lost and Found? Where he is introducing the reader to himself and what he do. But is treating her really delicately and softly. Afraid of losing the darling again.

sure! also sorry to everyone who doesn't like chicken alfredo, I got the munchies rn lol

Lost and Found Part 2

words: 2344

warnings: drugging, arguing, kidnapping, lmk if I missed any!

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It was a while before the strange headaches and lethargic feeling left. You still didn't know what had caused it, but you had to assume that it was whatever that woman had given you.

The reminder of what had happened made you on edge, and you remembered how you needed to get out. The doors were a start.

You tried to pry them open, but they seemed to be almost soldered shut. You couldn't move it, even just a little. You had given up on trying after the 3rd time, and instead looked around for other possible escape routes.

The window was thick. Too thick, actually, to even break it. You could see where the glass ended, and it had to be at least a few inches thick. So, you had to give up on that route too.

There were some vents in the room, but since the room was so tall in height, and there was almost nothing on the walls to latch onto, it would be a challenge to get up to them.

After a while, and looking at the same spots every 5 seconds, you decided to take a small break and just sit down for a minute.

There was a big, cushy chair that sat in front of an extravagant desk. The chair itself was huge, taller than you, and you had to hop into it rather than sit in it. However, it was the softest chair you had ever sat in. It almost felt like a cloud.

The desk, just like the chair, was also huge. You could barely prop your elbows on it, and you felt like a little kid at a dinner table. There were a few drawers that held some papers, pens, office things that you absentmindedly noted.

However, there was nothing really of interest. You did note that there were a few large gaps in some of the drawers, like something was taken out of them. There weren't many indicators to what, however, so you dropped that case too.

For a while, you just sat in the chair, and would sometimes turn around to look at the window. Outside, it almost looked like a large snowy canyon, with some trees at the bottom. It was huge. The canyon itself was wide and open, and you could tell you were somewhere in the mountains, as peaks popped up behind the rock formations, all of them different and probably extremely tall.

The trees at the bottom were mainly on the edges, but there were some spots that had been completely overrun by them, and you couldn't even see the snow from there. You had figured out that you were at least at the edge or end of something, probably the canyon itself.

Even though you were internally panicking and anxious, you couldn't help but forget about your worries when you looked outside to the pretty landscape in front of you.

"Are you enjoying the view?"

You jumped back, seeing that that woman was there. You almost sunk into the chair a little, before you hopped down from it, and started to back away.

Her head tilted, "I see the... medicine is wearing off. That's good. I was hoping that you would feel better enough to-"

Her eyes were trailing around the room, and she finally saw the untouched food that the man had left for you. She sighed, "-to eat something."

She walked over to the tray, picking up the bowl, and grabbed the spoon. She held at an angle, letting the soup fall back into the bowl before looking back at you. "It's cold." She said it bluntly, like she knew you had let it get that way.

She started walking back to the door, and turned to face you again. "Father will be back soon- I'll let him know to ask for another bowl. Or were you hungry for something else?"

You didn't know what to say. This woman had kidnapped you, was keeping you hostage, and now she was just acting like it was no big deal?

"Who are you?" You asked again, and this time (thank god) she awnsered.

"My name is Cassandra Savage. I'm your- well, Father will explain that to you." You tried to ask what she was, but she shut the door before you could even say anything.

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After Cassandra left, you were alone for half an hour before someone else came in. You didn't really know what to do, since you had already searched the room for something to help you and had found nothing, so you instead decided to try and get some sleep.

However, you found it impossible knowing that either of them, or maybe someone new might enter without you knowing. You would close your eyes, only for them to snap back open, looking at the door, just to see that the room was still empty.

You realized after a while that it would be useless to sleep, and instead, you sat in the bed, and looked out the window, watching the snow fall. It was still beautiful, even if it was unwarranted.

You were so distracted by the window, that when you heard the door open, you spun around, the noise scaring the hell out of you. Standing in the doorway was that man. The one who had given you the food earlier, and who had to leave due to... something.

The silence that followed was loud. You both stared at each other for a good minute or two, before he finally made a move towards you. You didn't bother moving away, you realized that it was a useless effort, and you believed that if you were more compliant, there might be more opportunities for escape in the future.

He walked up to the side of the bed you were on, and put down the bowl on the nightstand. Looking at it, it looked like chicken alfredo. The glass of water he had given you earlier was sitting right next to it, untouched.

He walked to the desk, and moved behind it to the chair. He grabbed the headrest and started to drag it over to your bedside. Surprisingly, it made no noise when being pulled.

He moved it right next to you, just enough space in between that his legs could fit, before he sat down.

You didn't move from your position when he reached for the bowl again, picking it up and holding it out to you. While you wanted to just ignore him, you reluctantly took the bowl from him, and held it down in your lap.

He didn't say anything at first, and neither did you. It felt awkward, but really what the hell were you supposed to say?

"I apologize for leaving you earlier. There was a... business matter that couldn't wait."

"Who are you?"

While you were just trying to figure out why you were here, his face seemed to sadden. "You truly don't remember who I am?"

He reached up to touch your face, just like he did when you first saw him. But this time, you blocked his hand with your own.

He took back his hand, and sighed. "Did Cassandra not tell you why you are here?"

You shook your head, "She said you would explain it to me."

He put his hands in his lap, and leaned back. "I would ask that you let me explain everything before you say anything. Can you do that?"

"Yes."

"My name is Vandal Savage, and you are my daughter." Your confusion apparently showed, as he gave you a look, please don't.

"When you were 5, you were taken from me and your family. I still do not know by whom, but I do know that they gave you to your... 'parents'."

His jaw clenched as he spoke, and you could tell he was angry just thinking about it.

"However, I had believed you had been killed. They had hidden you so well, I paid hunters and assassins to find you, to bring you back. None of them were successful."

"I admit, I had overcome my grief after a while. While you were my baby, I realized that if you were dead then that meant that no one could harm you again. Even if I didn't know where you were buried, or where you were, there wasn't any doubt in my mind that you were dead."

He turned to you, again trying to cup your cheek. This time, you let him. "When Cassandra brought me the file, I thought it was another trick. But it was you."

There were so many emotions going through you. Was he lying? What if he's telling the truth? You had some belief that you were adopted by your... parents, but there was never any evidence to show that you were right.

Was he actually telling the truth?

"You were alive. You are alive. I couldn't believe it. My baby, who was kidnapped and hidden from me for so many years, is alive."

He held your face in his hands, looking down at you with adoration and tenderness. "I'm so sorry for not finding you: I'm sorry for leaving you."

He pulled you in, embracing you awkwardly since you hadn't moved from your position in the bed.

"_____, you will never leave me again."

His words made you stiffen. He pulled back, still holding your face. "Thank you for listening to me." He held a small smile for a moment, before it dropped.

"Now," he gestured to the bowl you held in your lap, "I need you to eat at least something."

You were about to reach for the fork, when he beat you to it. He picked at a piece of chicken, before going for a piece of pasta. He raised to your mouth, still holding the bowl.

You grabbed the fork from his hand, and tried to take it, but he wouldn't let go.

"What are you doing?" He pulled his hand away, and again tried to feed you himself.

"I can feed myself." You tried again, but he took the bowl and placed it on the table, along with the fork.

"Then why didn't you eat what I gave you earlier?" He didn't seem angry, more that he was confused.

"I-I didn't know who you were." You turned your head towards the window again, realizing how stupid you looked. Why couldn't he just let you eat by yourself?

"Did you think there was something in it? Do you think I would drug you?"

"Yes." You instantly regretted saying that, realizing that that might've just pissed him off. However, he stayed silent, waiting for you to continue.

"I mean, you did drug me to bring me here."

His eyes narrowed, "That was to bring you here. You don't have any idea on how to function in the world, how to survive. It's a miracle that you weren't hurt before I found you."

"Besides, it was to keep you safe. I didn't want you to hurt yourself when you were being taken here."

"I'm not incapable of living! I've been doing it for years, I'm not some fragile kid!"

He didn't seem to care about the anger in your voice, "Just because your kidnappers disregarded your safety does not mean that I will."

"I'm not gonna be kept locked up just because you think I'm some stupid-"

"Don't."

He had grabbed your chin, making you face him. It didn't hurt, but it was enough that you couldn't move it.

"Don't you dare act like you know anything. You were taken away from me, from your family. While they might've had a different life, this one is not easy. You can't fight, you don't know what we do."

He had started to lean towards you, his voice growing louder every word. Even when he was sitting down, he still towered over you.

"_____... I know that the change might be hard to get used to. But you don't understand how anything works here."

He picked up the bowl, and handed it to you. "However, if you believe that you can finish it, then go ahead."

You took the bowl, and set it down in your lap again. You glared down at it, trying to hide your anger. You already pissed him off enough, _____, don't do it again.

You ate the food quickly, and you had to admit, it was good food. Maybe it was just the fact that you hadn't eaten anything for almost a day, but the food made you want to eat more.

When you were done, he gently took the bowl from you, and handed you the glass of water. You drank half of it, before he took it from you, hearing a small chuckle. "I'm glad that you're finally hungry."

He slowly got up from the chair, and picked up the chair, bringing it back to the window and desk.

He walked back to your bedside, and leaned down. He kissed your forehead and held you for a moment, before he let you go. "If you need anything, Cassandra will be here shortly, she will lead you to your permanent quarters."

he looked down sadly, "I wish I could stay with you longer, but the League continues to intervene with us."

League? You wanted to ask him what he meant, but he was already walking to the door. He turned around, and gave you one last lingering look before he walked out, shutting the door.

There was the little click of the lock, and you were left alone. You sat up for a few minutes before you drank the rest of the water, and decided to finally get some sleep.

You didn't want to process anything. Not yet. That would come for later, along with figuring out what the hell was going on. Why did he just find you now? What League is he talking about? Who's your mom?

While you ignored the questions, you felt yourself being pulled to sleep again, and finally you felt yourself fall asleep.

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ahhh I feel so good about this chapter! also, unrelated but I realize I should probably make my masterlists separate! so that is what I'll do! don't know when I will, but between tomorrow and next sunday! I love you guys so much!!

[knullanon]

I loved your Darkside dad! Could you do a general Vandal Savages dad?

yess I love father figures

warnings: kidnapping, lmk if I missed any!

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this man is the definition of "yeah I'm a terrible father/husband but I love my grandkids". of course, excluding you, who he considers his baby.

it's almost the same with darkseid: he's seen a thousand beings over his lifetime, there has to be something about you to be memorable. again, it doesn't have to be your powers or abilities, for him it's probably how you act.

whatever it is, he doesn't act immediately like darkseid does. instead, he waits, pondering over what he should do, before he actually takes any action.

when he does, he decides to first go alone. he probably sets up something, like bumping into you, and asking some questions about you. then he'll just walk off, as you're left weirded out by the interaction.

on the other hand, he would have already made the decision to take you. of course, not without making sure everything was set up for you when you arrived.

I don't even know how many kids this guy has, but he will debrief all of them on the situation for sure. maybe giving more info to some than others, but everyone gets a run down: do not fuck this up for him and stay clear.

would also send one of his kids to grab you. while it wouldn't be quick (both taking you and bringing you back), it would be easy. I mean, you are NOT beating any of them in anything, lets be real here.

depending on where you are, he might just have them take a motherbox/fatherbox with them, but maybe not because he wants to keep it a secret from others.

would tell some of his (CLOSEST) allies. not everything, of course, he would probably never tell anyone everything, but just. enough they can get the gist of the picture.

I know he at least has some properties somewhere. I know he does. he's been alive for, what, a few thousand years? he has had to have bought a house somewhere, he probably built them too.

would choose the most secure location, and one that he believes would suit you too. the mountains? maybe. some random forest? yeah. literally anywhere that is safe and secure, he will place you.

dynamic wise? again, he is the "I love my grandkids" kind of guy. it's just he doesn't consider you a grandkid, he considers you his own child.

maybe youngest sibling would make more sense. you wouldn't get in trouble (unless you're trying to leave), you could do anything you wanted, and most importantly, you could ask for anything and you would get it.

of course, you know none of this, so you are very suspicious around them whenever they are around.

will make time to just talk to you. or just to hang out with you. it is very common for you to just follow him around while he goes about his day, or in meetings, or anywhere he goes thats closed off. you won't even talk to each other, just sit in comfortable silence.

he is very paranoid about stuff, especially about your safety. while it's not something thats huge to him, it is something that he works around by sometimes ignoring the feeling, or if it's something that can actually happen, he will just have you stick by him for the rest of the day.

I think he pulls overtime a lot, so by the end of the day, you will be falling asleep standing up, and you'd probably just want to rest. sometimes, when you're too tired to even think about walking back, he'll just carry you back. it's one of the rare moments of physical affection he gives to anyone.

he probably has a room dedicated for you in every major base he goes to. one where you can sleep, where you can store things, he probably even gives you some kind of entertainment system once you've been with him long enough.

he would absolutely just bring you random places for fun. have you ever seen a sunset from a mountain? have you seen the northern lights? anything that would've been impossible to see due to money or anything else is now gifted to you, and it can be anything you would like.

hell, you could probably tell him something you would like to see and he would find something for you.

he also likes to be your primary source for news of the outside. he loves telling you things from politics, changes in people, and his favorite topic, the justice league. he loves hearing you tell him how you view of the world, because it gives him a better understand on where you stand, and how he can adapt to how you would like someone.

there might be some things, however, that he would try to change of you. usually to do something with the heroes, like if you were a supporter of them beforehand, or if you thought they brought hope to the world.

he wants you to change your attitude so that it would fit into his new world: one where only the strong would survive. you would often think of how ironic it was that he wanted a world full of the strongest and smartest people, and yet he took care of you like you were still a baby.

another thing he doesn't let you do is actually train or fight. maybe some: not to the extent of his other children, but just some basics in case you are separated from him, which will probably never happen.

however, he doesn't tell you that he actually does this in case you decide to actually leave or decide you don't want him. he knows that the extent his children train will make the formidable enemies, and only a few others can rival. if you were to be trained to your fullest extent, there would be a huge risk of you deciding to abandon him, and leave to live by yourself, or god forbid, that you'll become a hero.

instead, he tries to expand your knowledge, but he also uses it as a way to talk to you more. having you take history classes and then almost quizzing you on what you'd learned, helping you understand a certain math equation, or even bringing you to a place for 'scientific' research even though it's really just to talk.

vandal would definitely try to extinguish any want or thought about your old family. telling you they were dead, that they gave you up, even that they were glad you were gone. but he would say it with pity in his voice, like he was so sorry for you, or like he was trying to give the news without much hurt.

it felt... comforting, sometimes. while normally, you would tell yourself that it was just him trying to make you break, but after a while, you start to wonder if he is correct. that maybe they did give you up for whatever reason.

eventually, he catches onto this, and so he makes a fake document that brings up transactions between your parents and someone, not vandal, and basically sums up to you were sold to someone else. maybe he would even take a happy video of your family where it shows how much fun they are having while your missing.

he loves making you think that he is right. that he knows everything, that if you are having issues with something you dont understand, you should ask him, and only him. for him, it makes him feel like you are working by his world view, that you are glad that someone was able to take you in, when nobody else would.

overall, he loves your obedience and you talking with him. to him, he wants you to fall towards what he thinks, and that he should be the person who you trust the most. he loves you, but he loves your devotion to him as well.

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sorry, only 1 this week :( next week I should have more though

[knullanon]

How would Yandad Lex, Vandal and Ra's feel about a child darling that is dyslexic. Would they see it and deal with it? And what would they do/feel about the darling being insecure about it?

I think the only one who would have an issue with it is Lex, but it would more be in a "oh, my poor baby" way. It wouldn't be an outright issue for him, but he does take it into consideration whenever you need to read something.

if anything, they would more just help you with what you struggle with. tutors, more audial/visual learning, or even brail if you asked for it would be given to you.

[knullanon]

Your Yandere dd Vandal savages was amazing! Could you do another where his daughter wants a child(she's maybe around 25-26)? Would he like and allow it? Train it? Let her chose the father herself? Raise it herself? Things like that.

If it's not you thing I understand and please skip it!

dude I love this idea 😭😭 (also unrelated, but PLEASE make more gifs of him I'm begging yall 🙏🙏🙏🙏)

warnings: talk of babies, pregnancy, manipulation and financial control, murder, lmk if I missed any!

ok so let's get the first thing down: talking to him about it would piss him off. not particularly at you: well, he's still mad you want a baby but he's really pissed at whoever put this idea in your head

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he thinks it's someone else who wants you to have children: a secret lover? someone who wants to control you to get to savage? he goes over every situation and thought, and if it is any of those reasons, there will be hell to pay.

but let's say it's just cause you want one for yourself. he will bring up the fact that you've never been in a relashionship and that you have no idea what you want in life, only he can tell you what you want.

very discouraging. like, if you aren't 100% sure that you want a kid, he will convince you other wise. he says so much negative shit you actually start to reconsider your choice. not because you'd be a bad mom or parent, but because you are too young, you don't need a baby, you have your family in front of you. why don't you keep them happy?

he's very pissy about it. anytime you try to bring it up with him, he either changes the subject immediately or basically baby talks you, like you don't exist, and then proceeds to give you a 30 minute speech on why that would be terrible.

eventually, however, if you're REALLY persistent, he will ask you what you want from having a child. if he thinks that it's not just some very long phase, or that your just doing something rebellious, he will allow it.

he would absolutely not let you choose the father. hell no. who the hell would you choose, anyway? you don't know any men besides the ones from the light, and maybe a few guards. do you think they would even risk their lives trying to talk to you??? no. to them, talking to you, even in small talk, is a chance to get decapitated and put in the break room as a sign of what not to do.

will have a tournament for the rights of the father. best warrior to win, gets to be the father. of course, at the end of it, he just asks for "the seed in a tube", and then afterwards, he has the guy cloned and killed.

will present it as a gift. if he kills the guy in April, he freezed that shit to Christmas and gave it to you wrapped in a neat little box and told you your gift would be granted.

during the actual pregnancy, especially the first months, he would try to tell you that your making a mistake. especially when you're so tired, sick and angry all the time! all of it, just for a single baby in the end. why would you want that?

however, after a while he comes to terms with the fact that you're solid on your mind to have children and that you will not change your mind to his advice. he's not happy with it, but he can deal with it.

I'm not gonna lie, he would probably train the kid. he would be so mad that you want the kid that he would have them learn just so that you couldn't spend as much time with them, just so you could spend more time with him without having them interrupt the two of you.

even though he's mad the kid is there, he would be there 100% to make sure that they're being raised the "right" way, or basically how he would raise a kid. he also won't be directly mad at the kid for being born, in fact, after a while, he will probably grow attached as well. but at the beginning, there's always the reminder that the baby is taking away his own baby's attention, you.

as the kid gets older, he'd definitely become more happy to them, because he realizes they're just a mini you. he acts almost like a father figure to them, considering uh... the actual father had been dead for years (also, to put some salt in the wound, the clone was given to darkseid).

another thing he does is that if you need something financially, like food, clothes, even school work, it would have to go through him. he approves what you and your child have and don't have. if you want to move somewhere else, or live on your own, he will revoke rights or privileges he's given you, like electronics, communications with the outside world, and even if you get to leave your own rooms.

if he thinks that either of you are doing something wrong, he will use both of you as bargaining chips to threaten the other one to cooperate. he mainly does this to you, since your kid is usually obedient anyway.

while at the beginning of your pregnancy you'd be ecstatic that he finally let you have a child, later on down the years, you realize he loves using your child against you. he loves making you feel like hell hurt your child if they step out of line, so you make sure you're both at your best whenever he's around so he won't have something over you.

basically, he keeps you under his thumb using your kid. financially, emotionally, and physically he will do everything to make sure that you know what will happen if you don't do everything he says. after all, ho hard is it to give your father some love? and his little grandchild, he obviously wouldn't kill them or anything. he would beat the hell out of them. give them the chancla. maybe the belt, if he's really mad.

savage is originally very opposed to you having any children, and brushes it off as some kind of faze you'll outgrow. however, as the child grows and he becomes more comfortable about the situation, he would become more happy and less angry with the kid and become a good grandfather figure in their life, while simultaneously having you under his complete control.

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woooo I love this shit and yay!! I'm out of writers block bc I actually wrote something!!

[knullanon]

Vandal savage with an archeologist who accidentally ran into his home by following historical patterns

he would definitely be surprised, ngl. he would just walk in, trying to find an old sword or something only to see some random person dusting around his home.

originally he was going to get rid of you, but he decided against it after he talked to you about history and archeological finds. he likes your interests and passions, something he hasn't found likeable in a person for a long time.

he tells you he knows a spot, then just takes you back to the mountains and keeps you there.

sometimes, if you're really good or you ask him for a while, he'll bring you to an old site or home of his, just to look around.

LOVES talking about his past with you. while he definitely keeps some of it secret, if you ask him about when he was a king in a certain era he will tell you.

it's one of the only times where he actually talks about the things in his past, as he almost feels connected to you in that way.

[knullanon]

What would happen if you tried to escape vandal or he caught you escaping/ you went missing and he found you after a day or two?

he would be so pissed, and for once, it's actually directed towards you. usually, he'll chalk it up to someone's else's influence, but he will full heartedly believe that this was of your own doing.

he will bring you to a new area, one you've never been to before, and have you blindfolded and make sure you wouldn't be able to hear anything when he brought you over, so you couldn't easily escape.

is very mad, even after he finds you. he stays mad for a while, but he stops showing it once you start to show improvement. yes, he is very angry, but he's not stupid enough to show it when you're starting to view your mistakes over.

if he feels like you aren't cooperating enough or that you are having doubts again, he will do something more... drastic, depending on how strong you are.

if you aren't very strong mentally, or he knows that you're having second thoughts, he'll threaten you with paralyzing you. he might actually do it if he needs to, and you can tell from how he tells you.

if you are stronger mentally, or he knows that you won't break easily, he will straight up wipe your memories from scratch. he might also implant a tracker into you, just so that there won't be another mishap.

he might actually do that regardless, tbh but I feel like he would think about it and then feel like it would be too harsh.

[knullanon]

If Vandals darling (platonically) got scared by a movie, book or just a scary thought how would he comfort her and is he cuddly or more of a praise and nice word kind of yandere parent? Would he take away what scared the reader or would he think she needed to "man up"?

if his darling got scared by a movie or a scary thought, he would comfort them to the best of his abilities. it's not in a "it's ok my baby" kind of way but more in "this thing/thought isn't real or it's never going to happen"

if he finds the thing you're scared of to be really dumb, like if he thought "why are they scared of this", then he would be more concerned if you didn't get over it quickly.

he would definitely watch over what your doing if it becomes a regular thing, though. if he finds you get scared with horror movies, he's not going to really give you opportunities to watch horror movies. if he finds that certain things (objects, people or sounds) make you scared, he will take those away or keep them far away.

however, he is not condescending with his comfort either. he mainly just holds you and tells you that nothing bad will happen to you if you stay with him. he will absolutely manipulate you with whatever fear you have in that moment.

[knullanon]

How would Vandal Savages feel/do if he found out reader is self harming?

⚠️tw⚠️! mentions of self harm!

he would definitely be pissed, not really at you, but more towards himself for not noticing. he's more concerned about you than his failures, though, and he immediately puts you under close watch, probably another one of his children.

whatever you need, he will give you. if you ask for help, he will give it to you. however, if you don't accept it or are otherwise not interested he has his own ways of making sure you don't hurt yourself again.

this may or may not include being isolated, restrained, or drugged. he does not care about your permissions or consent after he finds out, as he believes that you are incapable of taking care of yourself, and that you need someone, you need him to look after you.

he will probably never leave you alone after he finds out, either. he's bringing you everywhere with him, to make sure nothing else happens

[knullanon]

How would vandal savage do New Years with his darling? Like would he take them to see some amazing firework show just for his darling or do something else?

really, whatever they want to do.

he doesn't really celebrate new years anymore because he has seen everything that humanity has offered and he's also 50,000 years old.

however, he will do something if you ask him for it. like if you wanted a certain food or if you wanted to visit somewhere (within reason), he would. he might even gift you something he knows you wanted, or something special.

he would not take them to see a fireworks show, unless it was going to be private or literally huge. he would at least find one where you both can keep your anonymity.

if his darling doesn't want to do anything, then he's cool with that. he really just wants you to be happy.

[the-broken-truth]

Best Friend - Yandere Cassandra Savage

Broken Truth: I found out there is literally no content with Cassandra Savage and a Reader; at least, not from what I see. So, I'm making my own. You all really should have expected this from me by now.

Vandal: Wolf! Time to train!

Broken Truth (Shivers): Coming, Vandal! Gotta go! (Runs off)

You were Cassandra's Best Friend - the one thing she clung to from her old life before she joined her father - Vandal Savage - on the Warworld. The bond she shared with you was close enough to be considered a siblingship and - even though you were not linked to Cassandra through Vandal Savage - she still treated you as such; there were things she would do for you that she would never do for another. She would never admit it because she needed to keep her appearance up as Vandal Savage's Daughter, but you were her most precious one; she wouldn't tell you or her father, but she loved you. More than anything.

You lived a regular life on Earth - you had a job and went to school but you always looked forward to the weekends when Cassandra would come to visit you. The two of you would head out to get food and Cassandra would tell you all about her travels with her father - all lies, of course. She crafted a story that her father came to her for aid to spread his influence to make his business larger; which wasn't entirely a lie but she could bring herself to tell you the truth about who she really was, about who her father truly was and his mission, about where she had been all this time.

You sometimes asked her about her father, but she would always tell you that she didn't want to talk about her father, he was a rather reserved man and didn't like his business out there; you understood and refused to pry any further. That was another thing Cassandra loved about you - you understood her better than anyone and you knew not to test her boundaries. All she wanted was to be with you and rest her head on your shoulder as the two of you would sit and watch the stars; you would constantly ask her what she thought was beyond those stars and her answer would be the same: Beings more powerful than us.

Cassandra loved her time with you, however, all good things must come to an end and every mask eventually falls off and shatters into millions of pieces, revealing the monsters underneath.

It was a weekend like any other, Cassandra was waiting for you outside your school in civilian clothes; this was going to be the night she confessed her feelings for you and claimed you as her own, however, it would seem that fate had to throw a monkey wrench in that plan. Cassandra was leaning against the wall when she heard you laughing and talking to someone else - none of your friends knew who she really was so she saw no reason to hide herself.

Critical Mistake.

When her brown eyes locked with the brown eyes of Artemis Crock, who was standing beside you; she knew things were going to get bad. You saw Cassandra and waved at her with that dazzling smile of yours and you started walking over to her when Artemis grabbed your arm and yanked you back by her side, causing Cassandra to snarl and you to look at her with confusion in your eyes.

"Artemis, what are you doing?" You asked the blonde-haired girl who continued to glare at Cassandra while keeping her grip on your arm.

"Get your hand off of them, Huntress." Cassandra growled - no one was around so they didn't hear what she said, but you looked wide-eyed.

"Cassandra, how do you know who she is? What is going on?" You asked.

"When you told me her name, I didn't think it would be Cassandra Savage." Artemis said to you while glaring at Cassandra.

"Savage? That's not Cassandra's Last Name." You said to Artemis, who shook her head.

"She's been lying to you, [Name]." Artemis said.

"Shut your damn mouth, Huntress, and release them! Don't you say a damn word!" This couldn't be happening. Cassandra was so close to making you hers and now this brat was going to ruin everything.

"[Name], her real name is Cassandra Savage - she is the daughter of Vandal Savage, an immortal man who has horrible intentions for humanity for the sake of his plan to progress humanity." Artemis said

Your eyes widened...

"V-V-Vandal Savage?" You looked horrified at that name. You started thinking back to when you were a child: Your father was working on a project that consumed most of his time away from you and your family. You wanted to surprise him and hid in the cabinet in his office and waited for him to return with a smile on your face. He did return...but he was not alone.

A large towering man was with him - he had 3 large scars upon his face and eyes that were filled with an unknown emotion but you knew he was dangerous, so you kept quiet and listened to their conversation. Your father was working on something for the man and once he handed a small vial over, along with a file, the man placed them on the table and gently placed his hands on your father's head and spoke...

"You have aided Vandal Savage well...however, your usefulness is at an end. Rest now." The man - Vandal Savage - said as he turned his hands in such a way and a sickening crack was heard. You covered your mouth to keep from screaming or making any noises; you watched as Vandal hugged your father's body and gently placed him on the ground before he took the vial and file with him, leaving the office.

You waited for a while - 30 minutes - before you slowly pushed the cabinet door open and crawled to your father's body with tears in your eyes. You tried to shake him away but it was no use - he was gone. You curled up to his body and lay there until the police came and took you away while they took away the bodies of your parents; Vandal had apparently killed your mother before killing your father in the same way - a single snap of the neck and gently placed on the kitchen tile.

You looked horrified as you looked at Cassandra, who looked into your eyes as she shook her head as if silently telling you not to believe anything Artemis was saying, but you knew Artemis, you knew she would never lie to you. Not about something like this.

"You... You're Vandal Savage's Daughter? Vandal Savage killed my parents and you're his daughter? You never told me? Cassandra...why?" You asked with a whimper as tears threatened to fall from your eyes.

"[Name], please... Understand that I was only trying to spare you." Cassandra tried but you exploded at her.

"Spare me? SPARE ME?! SPARE ME WHAT, CASSANDRA?! THE FACT THAT YOUR FATHER KILLED MY PARENTS?! THAT YOU WERE HIS DAUGHTER?! THAT I WAS FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE DAUGHTER OF MY PARENTS' KILLER?! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE PROTECTING ME FROM, CASSANDRA?!" You roared at her - she never saw you like this and she hated it.

"[Name]... Please... I didn't want to lose you - I never wanted to lose the person I love." Cassandra tried but you looked away from her. You couldn't take it anymore - your heart could take it anymore - so you bolted, away from Artemis and away from Cassandra. You never wanted to see her again.

Cassandra tried to run after you but Artemis stood in the way - this was all her fault. The one she loved and who once loved her ran away from her and ruined all her plans. She wasn't going to let you escape her love for you, she would find you, but she needed to deal with this pain in her neck before she could claim what belonged to her.

Cassandra would have you and there was nothing you or anyone else could do about it.

Broken Truth: Continue? Give me your opinions, guys. I would like to hear them, please be respectful, however.

[knullanon]

How would yandad Lex and Ra's feel and do if their daughter wanted a child? She's about the same ages as in your Vandal viersoin. Would they ,especially Lex, handel it differently? I feel Ra's could be a bit more accepting of that idea the both Lex and Vandal. I just goten that idea but I don't know why. I really liked how you write these characters and you really write my kind of yandere!

I think that Lex would say absolutely not. he doesn't want to take your attention away from what he believes to be important (aka, himself). he would definitely get jealous of the baby too. it takes up your time, it cries, and you have to watch it 24/7 otherwise it'll die. he would give you alternatives, like a pet, or a project, or he might even give you something to do, a new hobby or maybe a job. under his supervision, of course. but unlike savage, you will NOT be able to convince him.

Ra's definitely is more accepting of the idea, but he's more focused on why you want one. is it a lover? is it baby fever? is it someone trying to take you away from him? he might give in if it's an actual reason, or if you pester him enough about it, but otherwise he'll just assume it's a phase and move on. again, if you are actually serious, he might give in, but he's definitely not ecstatic about the idea.

[knullanon]

Eyooooo where is the vandal savage stuff at??? He'd be such a great yandere dad - 💯 anon (sorry I've been awol, some absolute BS happened to me irl)

God he would 😭😭 I miss my old anons, I regret going dark earlier this year sm. I love you 💯 anon, I still remember that Steve story I wrote for you a year ago 😭😭

[knullanon]

yandads (+savage pls) reacting to the reader turning into a pure Titan

im only gonna do the ones my favorites since the yandads can mean 3 to 9 different ppl

bruce wayne will be pissed so much. its unbelievable how pissed he is. however, he decides to not panic like the rest of his family and instead find a titan shifter’s to give their spinal fluid to you. yes, shifters bc hes gonna get them all to make you ymir if need be.

ra’s al ghul will also not be pleased, but to be honest, he probably did this to you. he wanted to have you become immortal, and he found a way to make you sneak past the curse of ymir, so uh yeah you’re fucked.

vandal savage will also have probably done that to you. he has also decided to give you the powers of a god just to make you immortal. he will have you train however, and help out with his own cause.

knull would not be pleased but y’know what, fuck it. he will make you consume everyone else’s spinal fluid and become a god, he will find the hallucigenia that made ymir into a titan and put it on your spine, and he will make sure that you live forever, even if its just to suffer at his hands.

[knullanon]

maybe yandad vandal savage with a naive innocent reader?

ooooooo anon havent thought about this one gotta say gotta say

you??? his daughter??? innocent??? hes gonna be thinking, "damn bro, how did i get this sweetheart of a daughter?" anytime he sees you trying to do something in a "un-safe" space, he will send your ass back home and make sure that the "un-safe" space is now safe. this is usually with school, or public places in general.

also, he has a list of "safe" spaces that you can go to, with his permission, which include: the light's meeting places, some houses around the world that he owns, wherever the fuck klarion lives, ra's al ghuls place (he may not be a part of the light anymore, but he sure as hell is still a good candidate for a babysitter), and literally anyone else he trusts

mf will make you stay in whatever place you choose (or that he choose) for months. its like moving a lot, you can stay there for 2 months or up to 10. the longest one you've ever stayed at was 2 days, and that was the "i wanted toast and klarion decided to make it for me" incident

anyway, no friends. ever. he hasn't had that many behavioral problems with his own children, but he knows how angsty they can get at an early age, so he doesn't want other kids influencing you.

this becomes a problem when you start making friends with other villains kids. cheshire will straight up show you a nightclub, while vandal is angrily calling up sportsmaster like "YOU SON OF A BITCH-"

also, he might a good villain, and a good father, but damn he sucks at predicting when other potential father figures try to take you away. fr once darkseid was just pretending to be there on a mission and he was obviously there to get you and ra's was just like "dude hes gonna steal your daughter" and while you were being taken out a window he said, "no he aint"

also, hes really busy sometimes so its kind of easy to escape him. of course, if hes going to be gone longer than 2 weeks he will just bring you with him and say fuck everyone else. once while killing a starro, you were just sitting on the other side of the room eating ice cream like, "bruh i wanna go home"

klarion once gave you a phone and was like "yo get like every social media app you can think of" and then you caused chaos. there was a fight in the cafeteria at ra's al ghul's place? you be your ass you aired it. two villains roasting each other for their tactics? snap it and put it on your story. anything that happens thats batshit crazy or its meme material you have it.

eventually he did find out and was like "why did you give her a phone" and klarion was just "idk man, shes recording darkseid and mongal fighting" and true to his word, they were beating the shit out of each other and you were recording

BONUS:

the "i wanted toast and klarion decided to make it for me" incident happened earlier on almost right after vandal had gotten you. basically, you had found some ingredients for french toast, and being a dumbass, you decided to try and make some to make yourself feel better. so klarion was in the building and saw you trying to make some and he was like "oh yeah, big brother time" and offered to help you. of course, he wanted to try and impress you and all, so he tried to make some fire to toast the bread instead of... putting it in a toaster. he did it, and he started a fire. a grease fire, because he thought that putting oil in a pan would help. so he forgot the one rule of grease fires (btw, if u do have a grease fire, never ever use water to put it out.) and used water. which made the fire bigger obviously. so there you were, sitting at a bar stool, trying to figure out what to do while klarion tried to put it out. so you also had the bright idea of putting water on it, because klarion knows what hes doing, hes not dumb, right? which then made the fire bigger. vandal, at this point, wondering what the noise was, saw you and klarion just trying to put out the fire by blowing on it, or by smacking it with a towel. he got the fire out by putting something over the flames and turning off the heat. of course, damage had been done and the kitchen was halfway burnt, and he banned you from the kitchen without supervision.

yeah, fun times.