#yandere who made me a princess x reader

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Loved Anastasius post 💓💓Need a part 2 or Ana pov please!!

𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔄𝔫𝔞𝔰𝔱𝔞𝔰𝔦𝔲𝔰 𝔇𝔢 𝔄𝔩𝔤𝔢𝔯 𝔒𝔟𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔞 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

𝔒𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔞 ➵ Who Made Me A Princess

𝔄𝔳𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔷𝔢 ➵ Comportamento Yandere, tentato omicidio, utilizzo veleno per topi, tortura, ossessione, possessione, disumanizzazione, menzione all’omicidio, sangue, abuso fisico e mentale, manipolazione,

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔢 ➵ 1791

⟢𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 / 𝚂𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚘 ⟣

Era difficile per Anastasius descrivere il suo primo incontro con (Nome) mentre per (Nome) è l’incubo più ricorrente quando dorme e quando è sveglia.

Lei semplicemente non gli ha mai rivolto attenzioni in primo luogo. Non gli rivolse attenzione neppure quando aveva l’opportunità di apparire in buona luce agli occhi del principe e non lo avrebbe mai davvero fatto ad essere sinceri solo le circostanze hanno portato al loro incontro.

Era una nobildonna, figlia di un Visconte, di cui Anastasius non ricordava neppure il nome, quindi ovviamente aveva accesso ai balli a palazzo, eppure non l’aveva mai notata prima. Una ragazza misteriosa, silenziosa ed elegante, che si circonda della sua cerchia ristretta e in cui è riuscita a nascondersi per molto tempo. Era davvero una persona che difficilmente e normalmente non si sarebbe notata nella folla e Anastasius non l’ha fatto ovviamente. Avrebbe potuto essere così per sempre se non avesse fatto quel ingenuo piccolo primo passo.

(Nome) era certamente una ottima e silenziosa osservatrice, i grandi occhi (Colore) erano certamente la sua qualità più evidente. Era anche un'ottima ascoltatrice e forse il suo acume era stata la sua rovina più grande.

Ma ancora di più la vana speranza che proclamare a qualche guardia di nascosto che qualcuno stava per avvelenare il principe senza essere notata o interroga era davvero da ingenui.

Portata davanti a una folla di nobili, l’unica cosa che fece era proclamare il complotto che si rivelò vero.

Anastasius fu salvato e assolutamente interessato a cosa fosse passato per la testa della ragazza in quella notte. Era spaventata dalla scoperta? Era preoccupata per lui? È venuta subito a denunciare il fatto? Oppure ci ha ripensato ancora e ancora cercando i benefici per lei? O forse voleva farsi vedere agli occhi dell’Imperatore?

Lui doveva saperlo: Che tornaconto aveva esattamente da tutto questo quella donna di poco conto? Non poteva averlo fatto solo per pietà… o invece si. Anche se non era realmente pietà ma più senso di colpa, ma comunque non aveva un tornaconto. Non ci stava guadagnando assolutamente niente.

Lo status e la popolarità di (Nome) non era cambiata. Anche se si parlava del complotto nessuno parlava che era stata lei a sventarlo semplicemente parlando e qualora l’avessero scoperto la (Colore) li avrebbe semplicemente liquidati. (Nome) non si era nemmeno presentata al palazzo imperiale per riscuotere il favore dell’Imperatore.

Per qualche strana ragione, Anastasius sperava che lo facesse, che prima o poi venisse e si presentasse per quella persona terribile e scalatrice sociale che lui sperava fosse. Ma non lo fece, anzi, non si fece nemmeno vedere ai balli sociali.

Doveva vederla.

Quando fu davanti alla tenuta del Visconte il suo Entourage chiacchieró rumorosamente riguardo la vista dell’abitazione circondata dal verde.

Ma lo sguardo del principe era semplicemente rapito dalla figura della figlia del Visconte che era scesa insieme al padre e alla madre per offrire la loro ospitalità al reale.

(Nome) non aveva detto una parola da quando era arrivato e non sembrava intenzionata a farlo.

❝ Qual’è il tuo intento? ❞ Una volta rimasti soli, fu Anastasius a parlare alla donna. Come appena risvegliata da un sogno, sbatte le palpebre mentre cercava di capire cosa potesse intendere l’uomo. Lei non aveva fatto assolutamente niente per dare l’impressione che lui aveva in qualche modo frainteso. ❝ Perdonatemi Vostra Maestà, per qualsiasi cosa io possa aver fatto, tuttavia io non capisco. ❞ Quella frase è uscita con una certe elegante e compostezza da parte di lei. L’espressione tornò neutrale e distante.

Era certamente abile per essere una donna qualsiasi e senza una vera importanza. ❝ Cosa avete ottenuto da quel giorno al ballo, quando mi avete salvato la vita. ❞ Un'espressione di chiarezza stiró l’espressione della donna che sembrava essere troppo matura per la sua età. Si spostó leggermente dalla posizione in cui era, e lo stesso fece lui di conseguenza. ❝ Penso abbiate frainteso, Sua Maestà. Io non ho ottenuto qualcosa dalle mie azioni. ❞ (Nome) fece una pausa, prese un sorso della bevanda fresca, si asciugó la bocca con il fazzoletto ricamato per poi parlare di nuovo. ❝ Mi è semplicemente sembrato giusto farlo, tutto qui. Se insistete, sparirò dalla corte, o ancora verrò a riscuotere il favore così da far tacere le voci.❞ Anastasius era rapito da questa donna. Dalla voce monolinea e calda, dai gesti semplici ed essenziali e dallo sguardo puntato ovunque tranne che nei suoi occhi.

Non stavi mentendo… e non era quello ad infastidirlo. Ma più che altro la semplicità con cui tu volevi risolvere la cosa. Come se fosse qualcosa di semplice e poco conto. Un bisticcio tra bambino o un ladruncolo da quattro soldi.

❝ Credi davvero di poterlo risolvere con così poco? ❞ ❝ Perché non dovrebbe essere così? Vi turba questa cosa? Possiamo trovare un compromesso se Sua Maestà lo desidera. ❞ Certo… Anastasius ha capito ad un tratto. (Nome) stava cercando di risolvere la faccenda il più velocemente possibile. Ecco perché era stato facile rimanere da soli e lei non aveva mosso un ciglio a questo comportamento.

Potrebbe quasi ridere in realtà. Volevi sparire sotto un velo trasparente senza voler essere notata? (Nome) voleva che lui non avesse mai notato che lei esisteva. Faceva davvero ridere e perciò rise di gusto. L'espressione di (Nome) si corrucció all’improvviso cambiamento del principe, prima di assumere un’espressione altamente preoccupata. Stava parlare ancora, forse chiedendo se stesse bene, se volesse qualcosa o se lei avesse detto qualcosa di sbagliato.

❝ Hai Ragione, Lady (Nome). Perché non semplificare tutto! ❞ Una sottile linea di dubbio e paura per le prossime parole del principe era ben percettibile dall’espressione della giovane Lady. ❝ In che m-modo? Sempre se non sono inopportuna, Mio Principe.❞ No, non era inopportuna, infondo non sarebbe possibile per lui riscuotere il favore se lei non ne era a conoscenza.

❝Ho bisogno di una fidanzata, mia signora. E voi sareste perfetta per il ruolo. ❞

❝ Sei silenziosa questa mattina, mia signora❞ La figura del principe fece capolino nei suoi appartamenti o meglio dire i loro appartamenti. L’ elegante passo del principe lo portò a sedersi al fianco della sua amata che si irrigidì alla semplice vicinanza. I suoi occhi erano posati su di lei ad analizzare come il suo portamento fosse rigido e impostato in sua presenza e di come il piccolo ago si stesse a poco a poco piegando tra le dita della donna. Una donna certamente degna di apparire con il principe, che non aveva secondi fini e che era troppo spaventata e intelligente per cercare di fargli del male. Lui semplice la adorava alla follia. Una follia fuori da qualsiasi controllo, che divorava entrambi. Lei dall’esterno e lui dall’interno.

Le porse un fiore come era solito fare ogni giorno, forse sperando che lei si sciogliesse ad un gesto così galante. La Rosa Inglese aveva un rosso intenso e brillante. Si aspettava che (Nome) la prendesse e lei lo fece, per poi posarla da qualche parte vicino a lei. Non degnó ulteriormente il fiore di attenzioni, tanto sarebbe sfiorito entro pochi giorni.

❝ Io sono sempre silenziosa, vostra maestà. ❞ Forse rivolgersi così a lui non era davvero la scelta più furba che abbia mai avuto, tuttavia che lei fosse rimasta in silenzio o avesse parlato non sarebbe cambiato niente in situazioni come queste. ❝ Questo è vero. ❞ Cantò con interesse alla sua schiettezza. Con il tempo era cambiato il comportamento di (Nome) o forse si è solo rivelata come la persona che solo le sue cerchie strette conoscevano davvero bene e questo non poteva fargli piacere. Ogni tanto si assicurava di tenerla al suo posto per accertarsi che non diventasse troppo audace ma tutto sommato gli è piaciuto quel suo modo spesso sfacciato, soprattutto quando la pressione la fa crollare come un castello di carte. ❝ Anche se a dire la verità mi piace di più quando piangi e implori. ❞

Come se fosse possibile, (Nome) si irrigidì ancora di più. Non era mai un buon segno quando parlava sotto minacce velate e lei ne sembra davvero consapevole. In quel momento poteva sentire tutti i lividi, i tagli, le ferite e le scottature che Anastasius le aveva procurato, bruciare all’unisono.

Con uno schiocco di dita la porta della stanza si aprì e una serie di cameriere entrarono per servire il tè. Il profumo leggero di rose si diffuse nell’aria, a causa della rosa regalata e dell’aroma del tè.

(Nome) non si è sorpresa di tutta quella gente che era disposta a servirli, ma si è sorpresa del fatto che insieme non ci fosse qualcuno che avesse fatto qualcosa per cui, secondo Anastasius, andasse punito.

❝ Cosa hai in mente? ❞ Le parole tremarono mentre si spostava a guardare i presenti ed infine il suo fidanzato. ❝ Assolutamente niente, mia casa principessa. ❞ Fece segno a qualcuno mentre parla e successivamente una tazza le venne servita. Il liquido ambrato, leggermente rosato, le fumava sul viso.

C’è qualcosa nel the. Non poteva che essere quello, lui aveva sempre doppi fini. Perché ora sembra solo canzonarla e prenderla in giro senza mai fare qualcosa. Deve avere qualcosa in mente, si scervelló nel pensare a qualsiasi scenario, situazione o piano, lui potesse inventarsi. O forse non stava facendo assolutamente niente, la stava solo prendendo in giro. Ma… se non fosse così.

Se il the fosse veramente avvelenato e nel fidarsi poteva firmare la sua condanna e il divertimento del principe.

Anastasius rise di gusto ad un certo punto. Provava sempre un certo gusto nel deriderla. ❝ Su su, (Nome) non fare quell’espressione o mi farai arrossire. ❞ Con la coda dell’occhio osservo il biondo mentre un’altro sbuffo di vapore gli scaldó il viso. ❝ Come potrei mai fare una cosa del genere alla mia bella Moglie? ❞ La cosa che (Nome) trovava ridicola e inquietante era che lui lo farebbe davvero, anzi, lo aveva già fatto diverse volte.

Lui aveva cercato di avvelenarla per davvero. Solo per puro divertimento. ❝ Avanti, non guardarmi come se ne fossi capace. ❞ Schioccó le dita di nuovo. Dalle porte entrarono delle guardie questa volta, mentre trascinavano una figura maschile sanguinante.

Un semplice fantino che le aveva raccolto il suo ventaglio quando le era caduto. Questa colpa era davvero così grave da dover essere punita e non solo giudicata?

Un gemito di dolore uscì dal povero ragazzo lasciato cadere a terra successivamente.

❝Adesso (Nome), dimmi quanto sei disposta a sacrificare… ❞ Anastasius giocó con la sua tazizna vuota guardando divertito la ingiusta vittima. ❝ Tu o lui? Scegli in fretta e sarò clemente. ❞

Scelse Se stessa… Affinché tutti in quella stanza potessero confermare che nessuno era più adatto e crudele di lei a stare con un principe altrettanto crudele

[loeh]

From the moment he saw your portrait, his life began to change in ways he could hardly understand. At first, he attended the auction out of obligation. He was indifferent to the event until he saw you, captured in a frame, almost lost among the other items on display.

You didn’t stand out at first. Your beauty wasn’t the kind that demanded immediate attention. Yet, when the bidding for your portrait began, he found himself compelled to participate. Was it boredom? A reckless display of wealth? He couldn’t say, even to himself.

The moment he brought your portrait home, he placed it in his room—an odd choice, one that puzzled him. It started as a mere curiosity. What was it about you that had so many people interested? Why did you look so serene, yet so stern?

Your gown, with its deep crimson velvet, was a masterpiece of craftsmanship, clinging to your form like a whispered secret. The intricate lace on the bodice gracefully embraced your delicate shoulders, while the silk train flowed like liquid fire. It was mesmerizing, yet it was your expression that truly captivated him. It wasn’t one of joy or contentment, but of solemness—a quiet command that demanded respect and obedience.

Each night, as he looked upon the portrait, he became more obsessed, wondering who you were, what thoughts filled your mind when you posed for this image. It was as though you had reached out from the canvas, drawing him into a world where he couldn’t escape your gaze, a world where he was slowly losing himself to an obsession he couldn’t explain.

His curiosity had become an all-consuming obsession. The more he stared at your portrait, the more he needed to know about the woman who had captivated him so completely. He scoured records, questioned merchants, and chased down rumors, but for the longest time, his search led nowhere. You seemed to be a ghost, a figure lost to time.

Finally, after what felt like an endless pursuit, he encountered an elderly man who claimed to know your story. The man spoke with a somber tone, revealing that you were once the Crown Princess of a proud and flourishing kingdom. But tragedy had struck when your father’s own brother, betrayed the royal family. He committed treason, igniting a rebellion that tore the kingdom apart.

Despite being outnumbered and facing overwhelming odds, you stood as the last line of defense. You took up arms, leading the loyalists in a desperate attempt to save your home. The man recounted how you fought with unmatched bravery, refusing to yield even as the kingdom crumbled around you. But in the end, your efforts were not enough.

The last anyone saw of you was during a fierce duel with your once loyal knight and lover on the edge of a cliff. Some say you were killed in that final battle; others believe you vanished, your fate a mystery. The man who recounted this tale was none other than the head butler of your kingdom, a loyal servant who had witnessed the downfall firsthand.

Through further questioning, he learned that after your supposed death, your uncle’s reign quickly fell into chaos. The kingdom, once thriving, could not withstand the internal strife and soon succumbed to external wars. These conflicts were so devastating that they effectively erased the kingdom from history, leaving nothing behind but forgotten ruins and faded memories.

The more he uncovered, the deeper his obsession grew. You were no longer just a figure in a painting; you were a tragic heroine. The thought that your story, your life, could be forgotten by time haunted him. He felt an inexplicable connection to you, as if understanding your past could somehow fill the emptiness he felt within himself.

In the end, his search led him to a humble barhouse where you, once a Crown Princess, were now reduced to serving as a maid. The sight of you, stripped of your former grandeur, struck him like a blow to the heart. How could someone of your noble stature have fallen so low? The injustice of it consumed him, feeding the obsession that had taken root within him.

Determined to restore you to the glory he believed you deserved, he decided to take matters into his own hands. He married you, forcibly and without your consent, convinced that he was saving you from a life of indignity. To him, this was an act of love, a twisted belief that he was doing what was best for you, even if you couldn't see it.

He impregnated you with his children, two daughters who became the center of his world. In his mind, he had found his happy ending—a life with you by his side, a family that completed the vision he had constructed in his obsessive heart. He had given you back everything you had lost, or so he thought.

But you, despite everything, continued to resist. You sought every chance to escape, your spirit undimmed even in the face of his control. You spoke of how you didn't love this life, how you longed to be free from the gilded cage he had created. To him, your words were incomprehensible. How could you not see that he had given you everything? How could you reject the life he had worked so hard to build for you?

In his eyes, your ingratitude was maddening. He had rescued you, loved you, given you the children he believed would bind you to him forever. Yet you still sought to flee, still spoke of a life you wanted to escape from. To him, it was baffling—shouldn't you be more grateful? Shouldn't you love the life he had crafted for you with such care and obsession?

But in his twisted perception of love, he could not see the prison he had built around you, nor the pain he caused in his relentless pursuit of a happiness that was his alone.

Maximillian Ashet, Dylan Sean Blathe, Anastacius de Alger Obelia, Dion Agriche, Cruel Harte, Rezef Hill, Eros Vasilios, Callisto Regulus, Ahin Grace, Theobold von Baden Mismarck, Noah Wynknight, Abel Heilon, Prince Escalus, Luciano Valeztena

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Amour (Claude de Alger Obelia)

TAGS: Claude/F!reader, alternate universe, childhood friends, breeding, obsession, yandere, smut, drabble Ao3 ver. | Ko-fi | Commissions (OPEN)

It’s almost hilarious how at a certain point in his life he thought himself to be unworthy of love. That he didn’t need such a frivolous and fleeting emotion that served no purpose within the messy and undeniably dangerous world of royalty, nobility, and politics.

At least until you came into his life.

A disgraced princess of a fallen kingdom that could barely be seen on a map and the worthless spare prince made for quite a pair. 

You came to him when he was a young boy two years your senior, and you were a scared little girl sentenced to a life of servitude to your conquerors. Perhaps it had been fate taking pity on his miserable life when you were assigned to serve him.

For once in his life Claude felt warmth and softness from someone else other than his mother. Someone who had no obligation to look at him with kind eyes and treat him with such sincerity that sometimes he felt as if he was the one taking advantage of your kindness.

And even as he was engaged to that harlot Penelope Judith who clearly only had eyes for his older brother and the throne, he paid no mind to their schemes. 

When he did catch the two in bed together, Anastacius’ attempt to humiliate him further didn’t faze Claude one bit. Rather, it became the final nail in the coffin of grievances that he’d long harbored.

Claude de Alger Obelia ascends the throne on a bright and sunny day and simultaneously marries his childhood sweetheart, a princess of a conquered nation. 

The whereabouts of the former crown prince and his previous fiance had never been found. Rumors say that the two eloped together to live a humble life away from the burdens of royalty and politics.

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“That’s it…Take everything I’m giving you…”

Claude grunted as he watched your eyes practically roll to the back of your head as he repeatedly forced his cock inside of you, trying to mold your cunt into remembering his shape.

His own eyes practically glowed in the dark as he committed to memory the sight of you during what was currently the best day of your lives. 

Years of scheming had finally paid off, and now there was nothing left to do but ensure that once morning light came, your child would already be growing inside your belly.  

[temporaryrose200]

✩My Soon-to-be husband✩

✟pairing: Claude X Fem Reader

✟genre: Yandere

✟warning: Yandere, mention of murder, keeping someone under their own will.

✟scenario

✟fandom: Who Made Me A Princess

✟summary: Weeks of searching for a way back to you world was becoming was becoming slimmer and slimmer. A week before your wedding day, Claude calls for you.

✟a/n: This is another part to this headcanon I made a while back. If you haven’t read part one, you should!:)

Narrow eyes scanned the bookshelves of the palace library, desperately trying to find a book. A book of magic to be precise. Having only been staying at the palace for a month now, you had been desperately trying to find some way back to your world. In only a week, you would married to that demon man, Claude. As soon as you arrived to the palace that day, Claude had wanted the wedding to take place the next day, obviously scared about this information, you begged the emperor to wait a month or so to at least let you settle. After a bit of persuading, he finally agreed, unknowingly giving you time to find a way out of this nightmare. But as days passed, escaping began to feel hopeless.

Picking up one of the many books on the shelf, you quickly skimmed through, eyes searching for certain words. Like many other times though, nothing came up and with a frustrated sigh, you closed the book and stuffed it back onto the shelf. Having been in this library every chance you got, you had nearly been through every single spell book the palace had to offer and nothing came up!

Hearing the sound of the door opening, heavy footsteps followed suit, you had a slight inkling feeling who it was. “What is it now Felix?” You questioned, eyes continuing to scan the dark oak shelf. The tall crimson red-haired guard was either here for two reasons. Reason one: To check up on you and see if you haven’t escaped or planning an escape, and then reason two: To call for you…

A shudder went down your spine at the thought of seeing that cold-hearted emperor, praying to the gods for it to be the first option. “I apologise for disturbing you Miss [name], but his highness has summoned you” Felix spoke softly. Glaring down at your clenched fist, you didn’t have a choice in the matter. Claude didn’t care if he had to order someone to drag you to him, as long as you’re brought to him without a single scratch on your body. And he will check. So not wanting to put another poor guard through what happened the last time you refused, you obligated. Carefully stepping down the ladder steps, Felix under you making sure you don’t accidentally fall. Reaching the final step, the redheaded guard with a firm grip on your wrist, guided you down. Feet now on the ground, you and the Royal guard made your way out of the comfort of the library to the vicious lion’s den.

Following slowly behind with Felix leading the way, you could feel the eyes of passing servants go by, pity filled in their eyes. You tried to ignore them, but soon it became impossible when they began mumbling to one another. Muttering softly about the “disappearance” of your maid. But you know, everyone knows that she didn’t disappear! It was Claude who murdered that poor girl…

Finally stopping in front of a pair of white doors, Felix stepped forward and knocked lightly but still louder enough for someone to hear. It was dead quiet, nobody answered and you let out a relieved sigh. Felix knocked again, this time louder, waiting for some kind of response. You tried hiding your excitement, you really did but it was too damn hard. You didn’t have to see that monster. Backing away from Felix, you gave the redhead a shrug with a fake pout. “Aww, looks like he’s not in.” The pout then morphed into a giddy expression and you waved over to the confused guard. “Well, see you.”

About to dash off, Felix grabbed your wrist, lightly pulling you toward him. “He could just be sleeping” Felix reminded. Placing a hand on the door handle, the man opened it. Your breath hitched and you cringed watching the door eerily open, reminding you of the horror movie you used to watch before you were trapped in this nightmare of a world. Eyes pleaded for Felix to let you go back to the library, you would have got on your hands and knees if it wasn’t for the royal guard pushing you into the dimly lit room. “You’re his fiancée, I don’t think he would mind if you woke him up and anyway, he did ask for you.” And with that the oblivious man closed the door, leaving you all alone inside the lion’s den.

Thoughts plagued your head, eyes scanning the room for any sign of Claude. Checking the comfy plush bed of your soon-to-be husband, you see no Claude. Wanting to believe that he had more pressing matters to attend to, you knew that hope was just a pipe dream. Even if his kingdom was on the brink of war, the emperor would still make time for you, and probably (definitely) even start a war for you. It horrifies you to the core to think a man like him could be that obsessed with someone. A man who killed his own flesh and blood…

E/C eyes landed on a nearby figure laying peacefully on an elegant white and golden couch. Approaching the man you would find yourself captivated by the sight. Even if he was a horrible man, you do have to admit that Claude was breathtaking to look at, though you would never say that out loud. A bit of his golden locks lay against his face, covering his soft smooth face. You don’t know what compelled you to do this next thing, moving a hand towards him, you push a few locks of hair away from his face and behind his ear. In this state, he looks peaceful. You found it weirdly cute, making you forget all the bad stuff he’s done to you and the people around him. An emperor that would kill thousands in your name now reminded you of a sleeping child. But soon that would change. Not wanting to disturb him, you pushed yourself up and as you were about to move away, a hand grabbed your arm with a tight squeeze. “Where do you think you’re going?” A chill went down your spine and you mentally cursed at yourself. How long had he been awake, was he really asleep or was it some sort of trick?!

The tight grip on your wrist would surely leave a bruise. Stuttering out a response, you tried coming up with something to get you got off this shitty situation. “Umm, W-well you see…I um-“ Becoming pissed with all this stuttering and stumping, Claude rolled his diamond eyes pulling you onto him. Falling onto his chest, an arm slithered around your waist. You knew fighting him would be futile and it would only anger him, so you stayed, your head resting against his chest, hearing the light thumps of the emperor’s heartbeat. Tears welling up In your beautiful E/C eyes, sobs escaped from your mouth and salty tears stained the blonde clothes. Was this your life, to be the wife of this monster? You had a second chance at life, which not many people had and it was already going down the gutter.

Claude on the other hand ignored your cries, instead, he imagined a perfect life with you. Just the two of you together forever, maybe even a child, if Claude was kind enough to share you. Who knows what the future will hold…

[chaedomi]

𝐉𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐋 𝐎𝐅 𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 ✦ wmmap

fem!child!reader x athanasia + claude de alger obelia (platonic!yan), violence, death, suicide, unhealthy relationships; to them you were a jewel, precious and highly valuable. they, in turn, will express their strong emotions toward you, even if it means resorting to… more hostile methods. ꨄ — masterlist

IN THE novel, Lovely Princess, the story went like this. True to its title, the book contained Lovely Princesses. There was The First Princess, akin to the moon, who held a gloomy and foggy disposition. Then came The Second Princess, resembling the sun, bright and cheery. And finally, The Third Princess, similar to the stars, was reserved but gentle and a source of comfort.

You were… The First Princess’s younger half-sister. Although your mother was unknown (you were found inside a basket in the gardens crying) those jeweled eyes and your uncanny appearance close to The Emperor were solid proof that you were in fact of royal blood. It was… certainly strange to learn that the book entailed you as an 'unimportant' character. While The Second Princess was adored by the whole continent, the love the people harbored for you, The Third Princess, could put The Second Princess to shame. They treated you as though you were some supreme gift bestowed from the heavens, to be treasured and pampered. And among those who glorified you… was your father, The Cold-Hearted Emperor. You were like The Protagonist more than The Second Princess could ever be.

You were also… the best sister anyone could ask for to The First Princess. Because The First Princess was deprived of affection in her life, she mostly relied on you to fill the gaps in her heart. And you endearingly did so, trying your best to shine a light inside her darkness. It soon became that you both were inseparable, attached by the hip.

…So, obviously, you will spiral down into despair over The First Princess's death. You knew The First Princess was innocent of The Second Princess's poisoning. She was simply too sweet to commit a vile act, especially when she too took a liking to The Second Princess. But, alas, your reasoning went through one ear and out the other, and without proper evidence, your father executed The First Princess.

However, just as The Emperor's wrath was not to be underestimated, so was the extent of your grief as you promptly took away your life hours after The First Princess's execution. And that was the sad ending of your story, The Third Princess.

HOW WAS THAT ANY FAIR??? The confusion of the roles and the cheesy plotline were already bad enough on their own, but your unnecessary death pretty much destroyed the chances of her leaving a positive review. Was it done to reestablish the fact you were an unimportant character, or to remind everyone that The Second Princess is the original best girl in the story…? No amount of copious explanations can ever make ATHANASIA understand the validation for your death.

What she can come to understand however is that you, out of all people, did NOT deserve to die. You had all the rights to receive a happy ending just like The Second Princess… and that is what she aspired to make a reality as she was tossed into the fantasy world of the novel. It was obvious that it all went to hell when The First Princess was executed at the hands of The Emperor. So, in order to avoid your death, she will have to avoid hers first.

A genius plan, she dubbed it, stealing various riches from the Ruby Palace to live the rest of her life on as she escapes. She also thought of the brilliant idea of taking you along with her, after all, being inside the palace is kind of… the reason for your death, was it not!? Why not avoid the source altogether!? Or… that is what was supposed to happen before she accidentally stumbled across The Emperor four years early. Now, she will have to scrap that genius plan. Damn…

On a bright note, as time passed, using an alternative plan, Athanasia eventually evaded all chances of earning death at the hands of her father. This means that you too won’t have a pitiful ending as you originally did! Yay!

You truly didn’t deserve to die, and Athanasia will keep on saying it as much as needed. The years she spent beside you as your sister, further strengthened her motivation to keep you alive. She also understood why The First Princess had a strong attachment toward you. Innocent, Pure, Patient, Merciful, and Kind… who wouldn’t swoon over a person with such admirable traits? What struck her heart the way it did, was your affection. In her previous life, Athanasia… didn’t have people around her to provide her with love.

So, it surprised her a lot when it happened. Sure, she had love from her Nanny and the rest of the maids, but yours had her heart pumping, energy rushing through her veins. It was warm… a feeling she wanted to cling to for an eternity. Was it silly that she felt envious of a fictional character? To think that The First Princess was subjected to this kind of treatment from you… How did it feel to live her dream? Not that it matters anymore. Now, she can have you to all herself! You wouldn’t mind if she got a little… greedy, right? Of course, you won’t! After all, if you learned of her tremendous effort to keep you safe, why wouldn’t you reward her with more of your presence? What she does is in your favor. So, don’t get too upset if what she does seems a bit extreme, alright? It’s all for your benefit.

Betrayal can hurt. But, betrayal stings when it comes from the person you trusted and loved the most. You didn’t understand why it had upset her more than it upsetted you. More so, if she was so against the idea, why hadn’t she said so first? She was supportive about it too, choosing to help pick out a perfect disguise for your outing in the town. So why was it that on the day you were about to leave, lo and behold, there was your father by your doorway, inclusive of his knight… and your sister beside him, smiling triumphantly? Maybe if you had paid attention to how the shine left your sister’s eyes as you told her of your plan, you could have avoided such a dreadful punishment.

What bugged you the most was how Athanasia carried out her day normally, and acted sweetly to you, as if she didn’t partially contribute to the punishment of breaking your legs. Today was no different, as she sat on the chair beside your bed rambling on about her day. “You know, that’s the most I’ve seen Daddy upset.” She laughed, tracing her finger down your legs. “Usually, he would never dream of even hurting a strand of your hair. What you’ve done was really bad…”

She smiled at you, her jeweled eyes looking all the more terrifying under the dark lighting in your room. “I don’t understand. I should feel despaired seeing my sister in so much pain. Why does it bring me so much relief?” She sighed, holding one of your hands in hers. “...You scared me terribly with what you told me earlier. My mind couldn’t stop focusing on the many possibilities that would arise with you out there. Even worse, what if they learned of your true identity, and an enemy nearby attacks you?”

“I agreed with your plan, solely to avoid trouble. If I said no, you would have avoided me, right? I… don’t ever want to see you in danger, or place you in it, knowing I could have done something to prevent it. Not like anything like that will happen anytime soon!” She gently poked your injured legs. “I will help ensure that too.” You didn’t realize that the tears building in your eyes began to fall, your sister’s fingers quickly working to wipe them away.

In the novel, CLAUDE naturally favored you more than The First Princess. Upon your first encounter during the festival on The First Princess’s ninth birthday, with an outstretched hand, he escorted you back to the party, leaving your older sister in the dust. You lived a rather lavish life after that, him spoiling you with exquisite goods. So, it’s not like you had to form some extreme plan like Athanasia to protect yourself from the dangers that lurked inside the palace. Everyone here adored you…

Yet, not only did Athanasia’s interference with the plotline create many changes for her, but it also resulted in triggering unsettling events for you. Now that The Cold-Hearted Emperor has learned to display affection for the firstborn he originally detested, where would that place you, the daughter he always loved?

…His methods were very much frightening, even traumatizing, you may add. The numerous times you witnessed something gruesome to the eye, for the littlest offenses toward you. He would imprison, he would murder, he would execute, all in your name. His presence too, was very much suffocating, more than Athanasia, and that spoke volumes.

You hated how they both attached themselves to you, but, if you had to choose, you would pick Athanasia in a heartbeat. For the cold jeweled eyes that scrutinized every movement you made were too much for your poor heart to endure. It was as though he was waiting, waiting for your slip-up, to gain a perfect reason to permanently confine you behind the walls of your bedroom. And you fear… that the day you kissed your freedom goodbye was approaching quicker than you initially anticipated.

“What will it take for you to treat me as normally as the rest?” the (h.c) haired girl wept, clutching on tightly her father’s robes. “Shall I become like my sister, Athanasia? If I do… will I become like a free bird, and be granted more privileges?” grief-stricken jeweled eyes peered up at her father. “Will you finally release me from the shackles you trapped me in?”

“Do what you want,” her father smirked. but, as quickly as her hope came so was it shattered. the piercing concept. his voice in her ears was the cruelest of them all. “Such a thing won’t happen till the day I perish.” what a terrible vow. she knew he would do anything in his power to maintain his promise. and so, the deepest of despair like never before flooded her eyes. what have you done to receive this…?

you were very precious. nothing, not even the rarest pieces in the world could be compared to you; you were the highest value among them all. for all, it was a high requirement to treat you with the utmost importance and respect. yes, to them, to everyone, you were, the jewel of obelia.

©chaedomi. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of the works published.

[itsmearia01]

Imagine being Claude's fiancee. Seeing him fall in love with someone else (Diana) and ran away when you know that Diana is pregnant. He marry her, didn't even think about you at all. Just Diana, all Diana. You become an alchemist and a great witch, you have friend, Lucas, who often talk with you with magic device. You don't know who he is, you know just him as 'asshole but cute wizard,' slowly in love with him and sounds that he into you too. It happens trought years. One day, Lucas said he want to meet you, he want you to go to the princess's debudante.

You know about her, athanasia or athy. Of course, how can't you? She's the daughter of your Ex-fiancee and Diana. So you come, with disguise, you change your appearence (welp- it's just colour of your hair and eyes) and you go there. You watching the Princess and Claude dance, and in the middle of it, you can hear telepati from Lucas.

"Come meet me at the garden," he said.

you're so excited, you finally met him, he blushed so much when he saw you (and the fact that he finally have you for his own can be with you, he knew you back when you were still living in the palace as Claude's fiancé. But you never even knew his existence. Basically he's obsessed with you.)

"it's been awhile... It's been a long time, I've always loved you but you never glanced at me, didn't even know that I existed"

you're confuse, "w-wait, what-"

"Y-YOU!" someone shouted from behind you, a very familiar voice… you looked at Lucas scared. you and he know exactly who it is…

You turned around and looked at him, very scared. its him, your ex fiancé.

He pulled you from Lucas' arms and hugged you, you tried to escape from him and looked at Lucas in fear, trying to ask for help. But I was even more afraid when Lucas said… "I'm sorry, this is the only way to have you always near me, forever."

"Please don't leave me again.... i'm so sorry, i'm sorry"

you cried, especially when claude talked about how he missed you and apologized, when claude managed to kiss your lips… your vision went dark, you fainted because of lucas' spell.

it seems like you forgot that even though lucas is cute, he's still a powerful jerk who can cast a spell on you.

this inspired by @cassanderasblog wmmap series tho.

[lxdymoon0357]

Hello 🤗 can I please request yandere Claude headcanons from wmmap with a female reader who is a mediocre witch and isn't as powerful as him? And she also works as a maid in his castle. Thank you ☺️❤️

© Writing belongs to me, Lxdymoon0357. Do not plagiarize, but reblogging, liking and commenting is deeply appreciated.

Yandere!Claude X Witch!Reader HCs

☯ Okay, so you probably worked as a maid at the palace, often using your minor magical abilities in helping you clean and stuff. You were possibly friends with Lily and maybe cared for either Athanasia or Jeanette, because that's how he came to know you.

☯ You reminded him some way of Diana and so he got intrigued and more curious and soon he became obsessed with you, how you were so gorgeous...maybe even more gorgeous than Diana...He simply couldn't get it in himself to look away from you..

☯ Had Athy, Lily and Felix get close to you as much as possible, until he got a bit close to you as friends, once could say...you won't ever realize how you walk right into his palm. Not like Lily, Felix or Athy can go against Claude, definitely not...It's not that they want to, they just won't...too much work in their opinion..

☯ Often he'd have you use our magic less and less to the point you started to forget how it felt using it...who knew it would end with you locked in a room for hours on end?

☯ Claude refuses to let anyone see you, sometimes not even Lily or Felix, they have to walk in with blindfolds and work for you and they are guided by Claude, he's not cruel enough to punish them, he knows he's having them blindfolded and so mistakes are bound to happen.

☯ But mistakes are absolute refusal in his opinion, even Athy isn't allowed to make many mistakes infront of you, it goes a bit too the point, he adores you more than he adores Athy, but he feels bad for that. You and Diana wouldn't want him to neglect her and so he does spend time with her separately.

☯ Claude has taken away most of the freedom, which freedom of privacy, no privacy with him, he baths you, he feeds you, he picks out your clothes, etc. Nothing in his opinion is safe enough, ever since Diana, he's gotten more paranoid about it.

☯ Definitely pulls string to make sure you can't use your magic, maybe Athy got Lucas to do it..Maybe Claude got some low level criminal wizard to do it to forgive a bit of his sentence? Whatever it may be, you won't use your magic, no matter how strong or how mediocre..

☯ Will kill any maid or butler who you don't like...or ANYONE you don't like, infact, pulling strings to accuse them of various serious crimes. He can blame someone for treason, someone for murder, someone for crimes against royalty and stuff, he's not afraid.

[roseapov]

Empress

Claude de Alger Obelia x F!Reader

Tw: sexual themes, obsession, implied kidnapping, arranged marriage and pregnancy

! Sexual themes ! 13+ !

Povtober 2023, Day 14 [Masterlist]

You, a second-in-line royal, neglected by your family. The audacity of your family to do so, as they were ruling over a small kingdom, completely insignificant with the comparison to the whole continent.

Your kingdom is only still standing cause of one condition made by the Obelian Empire. As long as you were to be engaged and later married to the Obelian Emperor, your country will continue to stand strong, with the help of a powerful empire.

However if the conditions were to be broken off, everyone in your land would suffer a great loss, being led to a war with a completely crushing opponent, that would weep out your homeland in a week, if they so desired.

And yet you still got mistreated, even as a peace keeper. One day, when you had enough of it, you run away, or at least planned to. Your escape plan seemed decent with a big chance for success, as your wing of the castle was almost empty, with most of the servants in your parents and older sibling side.

On the same day the said emperor came to your castle to talk about the marriage details. When you tried to sneak off through the royal gardens, you got stopped by some unknown man with blonde hair and blue jeweled eyes.

Tossing from side to side, desperately trying to run away from his grasp, chanting like a mantra that you wanted to leave this place forever. Eventually you became tired and with this man unrelenting grip, falling asleep in his arms.

The next moment you wake up, you're in bed with that mysterious man from the last night, being dangerously close to each other.

Later on you found out, you were taken to the Obelian Empire as a future empress, and the man you woke up to was the emperor.

And... You don't want to know what happened to your kingdom.. That's the safest option to choose!

Ever since your arrival you finally got treated like a real royalty, being drowned by all that valuables and attentiveness of the servants and guards.

The man, whose name you learned to be Claude, never really left your side ever since. You had a hard time warming up to him, even when he took you away from your family, his cold glare scaring you endlessly.

Shortly after your arrival, the marriage and coronation came shortly after. People welcoming you with open arms and a great amount of hope, that you will be able to tame their ruler.

Claude was very attentive to you, seeing your every little discomfort, swiftly disposing of its source. Example?

When you didn't like the food the chef cooked, and Claude ordering to execute him. That's the exact part when you step in, pleading him to spare this poor soul. To everyone's surprise he indeed listened to you and left this person alive.

From that day onward you earned the utmost respect and adoration from your subjects, being known for your benevolence towards anyone, no matter their status but also the ability to calm down the tyrant emperor.

But after a while of your reign with Claude came the question of the children. As a married man Claude has slayed all of his concubines, just for you, which left you scared and speechless, to discard someone's life so easily, how.. vicious.

As a ruler without concubines and children, he had to, well.. make some. Preferably with the empress, but some other women would do the thing too, no they wouldn't, he killed everyone seconds after these words left their mouths.

The fact that they had the audacity to suggest him making future heirs with someone else? Truly outrageous, they met an end they deserved.

To make all that nonsense quiet you don't have a choice and decide with your husband that it is time to make a royal heir. You're doing that only because it's a part of your royal duties, but don't worry your husband knows it and just pretends that you want it as much as he does.

During this time, he would constantly cling to you and if it were for him, you wouldn't need to stand up from the bed at all, which you rarely did anyway.

He threatened everyone with death if you were to leave your shared bedroom.

He greatly enjoyed your baby making process, taking in all of you. Your expression and sounds you made, he has it all detaily memorized.

Being even more intoxicated with you, and when you tried to muffle your moans, he got even harsher, considering it disrespecting the emperor and denying his wishes.

He became ruthless, telling you how lucky you are that he favors you, that anyone else in your place would be already dead. You should be thankful you haven't met this horrible end, and yet you still have the audacity to disobey him, truly bold of you, Empress.

Let him put you in your place, always beneath him.

If you do get pregnant, you'll forget what it was like to have a moment for yourself. Now you're under the watching gaze of Claude as he doesn't let you do anything at all. While always standing right by your side, watching you as your belly gets rounder with every passing week.

That child will be the next ruler of the Obelian Empire, it will be yours child, yours and his.

A living proof that you decided was forced to make love with him, a living proof that you were all his and he all yours, till the end of the time, saved in the history for all to read.

I went all out on this one which is weird since I had 0 thoughts after my sickness, but I'm not complaining🤭 This came out mostly 'you' centered, so I'm sorry to everyone who didn't liked that, it was an accident🙏 I tried making it more Claude centered by making this fic longer, to conceal the 'you' centered part, but I don't know how well I pulled that off 👀 Feedback is greatly appreciated💛

~roseapov

[rie-092]

Can I request Lucas (wmmap) with Reader is like a witch please? Also this is my idea

NOT A KID

❲ yandere! lucas x witch! reader ❳

summary : you treats lucas like your own child, but little did you know, lucas hates being treated like that by the woman whom he treasures the most.

tw : yandere behavior, unhealthy obsession, possessive behaviour, mention of abandonment, age gap(?)

• at first, being a witch was quite fun for you since you were able to learn the things that you wants to learn. you're able to travel around the continent. and even if you got hurt, it will heal immediately. but as time passes by, you were started to get bored.

• you're not getting bored of being a witch. but you're getting sick of being immortal. because you witnessed every war, deaths of many peoples and many more. the whole world had changed while you, you remained the same. if it's not for your friend, the master of the black tower. you will surely find a way to end your life.

• let's have a time skip, and let's say while you were looking for some herbs. you got lost and you find yourself at a dump. and there, you saw an unconscious kid with black hair. and to be honest, you were planning to leave him alone but you notice that the said kid was abandoned by his parents. you know the feeling of being abandoned, thus, you decided to give him a potion and bring him with you.

• seeing that the kid wasn't in a condition to travel. you decided to bring him to the nearby inn to make sure that he will be able to sleep properly. and you spent overnight tending his wounds and waiting for him to wake up.

• and the time he gained consciousness. you were so happy, i mean, he was unconscious for almost a week! and you started doubting your ability to make potions since it doesn't have any effect on him during those times. but he woke up! it means he's fine.

• but when you tried to ask for his name. he only glared at you. well, you understand him since he was abandoned by his family. but, it looks like you will have a hard time dealing with him.

• it took a few days before you finally learned his name, which is lucas. and despite taking care of him for the past few days, lucas was hostile to you. he's not even hiding the fact that he dislikes you and doesn't trust you at all. but you were fine with that since you already promised yourself that you're gonna take care of lucas and introduce him to your close friend. since you noticed the abnormal amount of mana on lucas's body.

• as a kid, lucas was a yandere who acts as if he doesn't care about you. let's be honest here, lucas's life was shitty before he met you. he craved someone's attention, love and care. and you were the first person who gave that to him.

• that's why lucas was very obsessed with you. though he doesn't show it, he cares about you to the point that it's kinda unhealthy.

• and remember when you said to him that you were planning to introduce him to a friend of yours? because he was the only person who will be able to teach him about magic? lucas only agreed to meet that friend of yours because he was afraid that you too might abandon him.

• every day, lucas was able to learn something new from you. for the first time, lucas was able to explore different places with you. and during those times, lucas finally opened up to you.

• and after he opened to you. lucas became more clingy and obsessive. he was like a child who doesn't want their mom to be taken away from them. but unbeknownst to you, lucas was jealous. this boy doesn't see you as his mom. he sees you as a woman whom he treasured the most.

• and when the both of you finally arrived at the black magic tower. lucas started training his magic abilities with your friend. and during his training, you were there to watch them. and you noticed one thing, lucas was indeed a genius at magic.

• ahh... lucas started to enjoy his new life thanks to you. for lucas, everything is be perfect since you were with him. but of course, nothing is perfect. because after his master got married to someone, you suddenly disappeared only leaving a note for him and his master to take care of themselves.

• lucas was angry after reading that said note. he thought that you'll gonna stay with him forever. he thought that he was the most important person in your life. so why did you abandon him? did he do something that made you angry? if he did, you should've told him so he can apologize to you!

• to protect himself and his feelings. he started convincing himself that you will gonna be back soon. but you didn't. you didn't come back when his master died or when he became the new master of the black tower. every day, whenever he misses you, he finds himself in the places where you and him stay often before.

• he, of course, tried to find you many times. but he always fails, you were way too good at hiding. but 200 years after that, when he met athanasia and became her playmate. and after all the shit happened because of a certain evil spirit that is so obsessed with him. he finally found you, he finally found his precious treasure.

• let's just say that he heard from athanasia about the famous herbalist that was working in the imperial palace. out of curiosity, he decided to pay a visit to that herbalist. and there he saw you. even though you changed your hair and eye colour through a potion he easily recognised you.

• and what he did do when he finally saw you? let's just say that he hugged you tight which surprised you. and used his 'innocent' persona to gaslight you. you don't have to worry, lucas won't- no, he will never hurt you. manipulating you is a better option for him to make sure that you won't leave again.

“ you were the only person that i have, (first name). you saved me before so you have to take the responsibility of saving a person like me,”

[melonminnie]

How about Planotic Yandere Claude x Daughter reader (who's the FL's twin sister) who is secretly living through her fifth life while she never got executed she always took her own life after her sister died because a life without her sister isn't a life worth living. She hates Claude with a passion and even when he starts to pay attention to his twins. She makes a point of never ever calling him Father or Dad and only refers to him as his Highness or Claude when talking about him. She is very suspicious of his intentions when he starts being nice to them. And while she does say "Thanks". She never ever accepts anything from him. Eventually this results in Claude begging his youngest twin daughter to call him Father Or Dad and she yells at him " WHY SHOULD I LOVE YOU WHEN YOU'VE NEVER EVER EVER LOVED US? HELL YOU BLAME US FOR MOM'S DEATH CLAUDE. EVERY TIME I HAVE COME BACK I WAS HOPING THAT MAYBE JUST MAYBE YOU HAD CHANGED AND YOU DESTROY THEM WITH EASE BY MURDERING MY TWIN SISTER AND THEN PROBABLY LAUGHING AT MY DEATH WHEN I TAKE MY LIFE. CAN'T YOU JUST GO BACK TO ACTING LIKE WE DON'T EXIST? YOU HAVE DONE IT UP UNTIL THIS POINT. CLAUDE PLEASE JUST GO." And Claude at first confused and concerned has a doctor check on his daughters and then reads a book which explains what's happening to reader. Claude realizing how many his other selfs screwed up and he winds up be coming super overprotective and Possessive of the twins and basically locks them away, promising to protect them from everythimg and everyone.

Two puppets (Yan!Claude x fem! Reader) platonic

-Tysm for requesting mwah!! Appearance is the same as athy ^^

The girl stared at the ceiling once again, This scene was almost too familiar to begin with.

She sighed as if she’d gone threw this a million times which she had, this being her fifth life by now.

In each life she’d take her own after her twin sister would get executed, See y/n truly did adore her twin so much so that she couldn’t live without her.

In her first life she’d let it happen, then realized there was no meaning if she wasn’t around.

In her second life, she tried defending the princess, she’d gotten put in jail for trying to frame the imperial family. Then she committed suicide

In her third life she tried running away it didn’t work, it got repeated and she committed once again.

In her fourth life, she committed after she found out.

it was the same cycle again and again, the only thing she was thankful for in those lives was she got relive the happy moments with her sister over and over again.

the girl never once thought of blaming her sister for her own death, in fact in every life she’d blame her father, someone who was okay with murdering his own child over one who isn’t his to begin with.

She knew he probably laughed at her when he looked at her grave, If he ever even went. She knew he probably even laughed when he found out that she committed.

Saying that the princess hated him would be an understatement, she wished he’d burn suffer threw everything she’d been forced to go threw. Only then would she try to forgive the man.

“Athy stop running!” The blonde begged chasing after her sister, her short legs were getting her nowhere at this point.

from exhaustion the girl fell to the ground crying in her head mentally, she heard footsteps, “Y/n what’s wrong?” She tilted her head helping up her sister.

“You’re going to fast!” She cried, she clung onto her chest, Athanasia stared down at the girl.

“okay then we will walk!” She declared holding onto Y/ns hand and moving forward.

Athy at first was quite irritated by how clingy y/n was but she had gotten used to it, she’d adjusted her plan into the two of you running away when you two were older instead.

As usual you were looking out incase anyone was wondering why two toddlers were out.

“Athy do we go no-” for a split second you turned your attention to your sister who was biting gold, quickly you ran to her and scolded the blonde but before you could finish.

A shadow was cast upon the two of you upon looking at who it was, this hadn’t happened in any timeline prior to this.

You wanted to run away no you could, but your body wasn’t allowing you in the slightest, all you could do was stare at the blonde man who’s name was Claude de alger obelia, Who had gemstones for eyes, who was also your father the emperor.

What’s he doing here?, the girl though anxiously, this had never happened before, nor was her sister acting like in the past timelines but she never questioned it.

In fact she’d never actually seen the man, she’d heard about him, but she’d never seen him face to face.

“What is this?are they bugs take them away” the man demanded, y/n peered at her sister nervously realizing she had the same expression as her.

The gold coins and diamonds quickly fell to the ground make loud noises as they hit they hit the marble floor, it was noticeable in the silence making it even more awkward.

after a while he finally spoke again, “those faces I’ve seen them before” he sneered, “was it that dancer from siodonna?, you look like her” he added in the same tone.

When that scene ended, you could barely remember what happened or how you ended up in the emperors office seated next to your sister.

The blonde glanced around the room in suspicion, was he planning on murdering you in front of your sister? Why were you infront of him.

“Athy can talk” Y/n heard her sister speak she turned her attention back to her, right she wasn’t paying attention so what was this conversation even about? Was he about to murder Athanasia because he thought she turned out mute?.

after a while, y/n knew this was all an act from the way her sister was acting. But she didn’t bother speaking not like he was speaking to her anyway.

“I ordered them to bring out something kids would like” he spoke, noticing either of you were eating the food. “If you don’t eat I will have no choice but to punish the cook” he threaten his eyes trained on the two of you like you were animals.

“Thank you for the food!” Athanasia yelled stuffing her mouth with the deserts on the table. You swore you saw a tear fall down her face.

“And you why aren’t you eating?” He questioned, “I’ll eat later…” the girl responded, “thank you for the food your majesty” she added, She could feel Athanasia stare at her with a confused look.

it was left at that, the rest you erased from your memory, once the two of you returned you clung onto one of the maids legs and started crying.

Later that night, Felix came and informed the maids that you two would have tea together every day.

Claude soon found out the difference between the two of you, though you were twins you had shorter hair than her and more quiet, your existence was barely noticeable unless people payed attention.

Athy called claude her father, while you couldn’t even look at him without feeling disgusted in someway. The only thing anyone other than Athanasia was able to coax you into saying was “okay or thank you”. Anyone who wasn’t aware would assume your the older twin based on how you’d act, but Athy knew it was an act.

Everyone shrugged it off as you liking Athanasia more due to you two growing up together.

Once the emperor decided to give you a gift, Exactly to test your reaction. But it was the same. you’d thank him and never use the gift or wear it again. To say that he was irritated would be an understatement, this was the first emotion he’d shown other than his creepy smile.

He’d tried to find an answer as to why his youngest hated him with a passion, but he couldn’t find one he’d let you be and never irritate you once.

Every once in a while he’d ask her the question.

“Why won’t you call me father at least?”

“Why don’t you call me papa I thought younger siblings like copying their older siblings”

Once he resorted to some sort of begging watching your normal expression change into shock.

To say you’d had enough was an understatement, Each and every movement of his every word he’d spoke was irritating.

So the last time he’d opened his mouth and muttered out the saying you finally lost it.

“Why do you care” the girl asked her voice lower than a whisper, “what?” He responded clearly asking you to speak up.

“Why do you suddenly act as if you care do you think buying all this jewelry and junk would make us happy after you blamed us for our mothers death knowing she’d want us to be here you broke your promise with her all because you couldn’t handle losing her! You took it out on us and now you want waddle your way back into my life and bribe us with gifts? You want to kill Athy again like you always do you wanna murder her and make her regret being born when she did nothing! You’d probably laugh at me after I die again wouldn’t you? Life was better when you didn’t even know our names nor our looks I hate you I hate you so much words can’t describe it you’re not my father and you’ll never be! I hate you Claude I hate you with my entire soul”

the emperor was confused, Shocked maybe he stared at her speechless, he turned his attention to one of the servants in the room.

“Call the physician my daughter isn’t well” he spoke, the servant quickly scrabbling around.

“Your daughter seems just fine, your highness just make sure she drinks more water” he reassures leaving the room.

Still even with the rpm doctor confirming it, he couldn’t shake off this feeling that there was something off. From the way you said those words to be exact.

So he ordered Felix to bring him every book known about magic or sickness, he soon found out the reason.

Reincarnation, something that was told to be a myth, he believed a hundred percent that was what happened to you, it was uncanny because you aren’t dead, nor is your sister dead.

Although he doesn’t know how many lives you’ve had or how you even reincarnated, he knew that all of his past lives were why you were so wary of him.

He’d made a promise with himself that day, a promise that till the day he dies he’d keep you safe.

“Where are you going?” The blonde questioned his daughter, “Garden” she responded, without a word he picked her up and drew further away from the garden.

“Your hi-”

”From now on.. The second princess of obelia will only be allowed when requested if I find her out her room without it being brought to me first I’ll hang your heads on the palace walls. The same goes for the first princess” he declared his eyes fixated on the girl.

“Because as long as I’m alive nobody will be allowed to hurt you”

I had a lot of fun writing the request ntg‼️‼️Hope u enjoyed reading pookies 😍💕💕

[unnoticed-poison]

ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ! ᴅᴀʀᴋ! ᴍᴀɴʜᴡᴀ/ᴍᴀɴʜᴜᴀ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ 【 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟏 】

【 𝕿𝖗𝖆𝖎𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕 】

【 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟏 】

【 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝟐 】

Chapter 3 to 10 are posted on AO3, Wattpad and Quotev :3

Read the trailer chapter before reading this one if you haven't (it's a mix between the story summary and a chap so you need to read it before this one)

You just stared at the blue screen with a look of pure confusion and horror, not quite understanding the words the screen just said. "What?" you asked once again, still not fully comprehending the situation." run that by me again?"

You questioned while rubbing your temples as if to help you wake up from some crazy dream.

The system, whose name is Jin Xian, looked at you nervously before explaining once more.

You took a deep breath and tried not to lose it."So what you're saying is, there's a bug that's currently hiding in all the manhwas and novels I read for the last few years now and it's probably aiming to kill them all for some unknown reason?"

It hesitates before nodding slowly, "Yeah.. I guess you could put it that way"

"...And you want me to take care of it right?"

"...Y...Yes." It said awkwardly.

"And can I ask why you or whoever you work for haven't done anything about it until now?"

"We tried.." the system answered sadly, "But we just couldn't detect its exact location or even track down where it originally came from. There wasn't anything to pinpoint exactly. But then the people in charge decided that the best course of action was to let us deal with the situation ourselves while they search for another solution, so they decided to send the best world-hoppers to those worlds to try and stop it from spreading, those people are considered the best of the best, all their worlds missions were successful so far with a SSS ranking, of course only the higher ranking systems get those hosts while we low ranking ones have to look for temporary hosts with zero experience." it paused for a moment, before continuing, "So here we are"

It pouted as it said that sentence."Why do I always get stuck with the lowest rank?"

You raised an eyebrow at it." Because you're an idiot, you couldn't even get the right person to be your host, a simple task that should have been easy enough for systems of all rankings and you still failed, no wonder your rank is so low." you snapped in annoyance.

"...That... might be a tad harsh, miss..." it admitted sheepishly. it's been called a lot worse, especially recently, but it still hurt. it might be a robot but it has feelings ok?!

"So now that everything is clear, we need to start moving now! The more time we waste, the faster the bug will spread."

It was silent for a moment before you gave the cheerful Xian a small smile.

"No."

You stated with finality.

"...what?" the system replied in confusion." What do you mean no?"

"Look, as much as I want to meet the characters and go through the quests to get to the bug's location I can't, I have a life here and I'm guessing this mission of yours is gonna be pretty dangerous right?" you gave it a stern stare."So I'm sorry, but I like being alive and I'm not gonna risk it for some fantasy."

"But... but mis-" it attempted to explain, desperate to convince you, "You can't just-"it tried to speak, only to be cut off.

"This mission needs someone intelligent and dedicated, and I assure you I'm neither of these things." You continued to reason, ignoring the obvious pleading tone of your companion. You chuckled, giving the poor thing a comforting smile before continuing."tell you what, I'll pretend that all that happened today was a terrific fever dream and you'll go and look for an actual host that suits you, how about that?"

"But-!"

"Goodbye~! Have a good hunt!" you said as you grabbed it and throw it out the window and closed it shut."I wish you luck!" the room fell into silence again, only the whirring sound of the air conditioning filling the room.

You sighed in relief." Finally." you said, ready to forget the shit that just happened.

"I'm afraid I can't let you do that, my dear host." a cold voice sounded from behind you as a chill run down your spine.

'Fuck.'

Didn't expect to actually write a chapter after the trailer one but oh well hope you like it 🌻

I posted this on Wattpad too and might post it on AO3 as well.

[temporaryrose200]

✩Just A Little Accident✩

✟pairing: Yan Claude X Fem Reader

✟genre: Yandere

✟warning: Yandere, mention of murder, reader being drugged.

✟one-short

✟fandom: Who Made Me A Princess

✟summary: After your maid spilled tea all over your lap, Claude knew she had gone…

✟a/n: This I meant to be a side story. Check out my other Yan Claude for this story to make sense if you haven’t. Also sorry I haven't been updated much but a lot has been going on. Going to try and update now.

Hissing in pain as the boiling liquid spilt all over your lap and in the process staining your dress. In the pain, you drop your cup and it landed on the soft glass, breaking its fall “I am so sorry my lady!” Annie your maid exclaimed, snatching up a nearby napkin and tried to remove the stain. Keyword, tried. All the maid was doing was making it worse.

Claude who was sat beside you, watching intensely, glaring dagger at the poor worker. The murderous glint in his diamond eyes sent chills down everyone including yours if you had noticed. You were much more occupied with Annie and the burning pain to even notice the emperor. Oh how Claude wanted to strangle that maid for putting her dirty hands on you, even worse hurt your fragile skin. The woman was a nuisance in the eyes of the emperor, a clumsy and idiotic person to be assigned to serve someone as graceful and perfect as you. The maid needed to go…

Placing a gloved hand over Annie’s hand, you gave the woman a reassuring smile. “If you keep rubbing it in like that, it’s just going to make it worse” you spoke softly. Eyes focusing on the large stain, you noticed how the woman began tearing up. Before you could get a single word out to calm her, apology after apology began spilling from her lips. She bowed her head in shame and her voice trembled. With a sigh, you stood up from your seat, placed a gentle hand on her shoulder and gently patted it. “I’m fine, calm yourself Annie,” You said, trying to soothe her, but she remained in her apologetic bow, her hands balled into fists and still trembling like leaf. “I’m going to just go change” you explained to the teary-eyed maid. Turning towards Claude you saw the murderous glare focused towards the maid and you felt something deep within you, telling, no yelling at you to stay. But of course, you didn’t listen. “I’ll only be 10 minutes” you timidly told the emperor. Eyes landed on you, the deathly glare that the emperor held had now vanished and had been replaced with a soft loving gaze. It made you sick.

Picking up your cream-coloured dress, you began walking towards the palace leaving poor Annie all alone with Claude. Diamond blue eyes watched you, his gaze not leaving your figure until you were out of sight. Now that his lover had gone, there’s no one to stop him for what he’s about to do next. Placing the half-empty tea cup on the garden table, Claude stood up with a dead expression. He towered over the quivering woman, who knew her life was soon about to end. The only witness to horrid scenes was a young guard, who just stood there watching.

Coming back with a freshly clean dress, you were about to open your mouth to tell Annie a funny story to cheer her up, but when you saw no sign of the maid, you were left confused. E/C eyes darted around the garden, searching for the missing maid. ‘Where is she?’ You question to yourself. “My dear, what seems to be the matter?” a familiar voice asked, pulling you out of your thoughts. Claude sat there, sipping away at his chamomile tea, he held this sickening smirk which was hidden under his cup. Stepping towards the garden table, you griped the top of your seat, feeling uneasy at the missing maid. You had an extremely bad feeling. You questioned to your fiancé to where your maid had gone off to, but there was silence after that. No excuse came from his lips.

It wasn't until you looked over at the other side of the table, a guard. He’s been here all along, maybe he might know! Opening your mouth, you stopped yourself as you finally noticed the frightened expression painted on the young guard’s face. The colour had drained from his face, his eyes widened with fear, his hand gripping tightly at the hilt of his sword, and his breathing unsteady. And that was all you needed to know and the whereabouts of Annie.

Your blood ran cold, you felt yourself shaking like a leaf. A million scenarios ran through your mind at what kind of horrible things Claude had done to her. Falling to the fall, hands covering your face, you sob. Not caring that you were ruining your makeup. The sound of the chair hitting the grass, signalled to you that Claude had gotten up from his seat. Feeling him wrap his strong arms around you, pulling you into a hug. You screamed, kicked and struggled for the blonde to let go of you, yelling insults left and right. “WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER, YOU BASTARD!? TELL ME!”

Out of nowhere, you felt a piece of cloth be placed over your mouth and noises quickly shutting you up. You breathed in the fumes, feeling your eyelids began closing on their own. To struggled to gain consciousness, but it was futile. The drug was too strong. Before slipping into unconscious you heard Claude’s voice echo in your mind. “You are mine understand. I will not let anyone hurt what is mine, only I can.”

Oh [Name], what did you do wrong to this story…

[gulnarsultan]

Yandere husband Claude de Alger Obelia please!

Your marriage to Claude de Alger Obelia is most likely arranged. Emotions that she had never felt until this age when he first met you take over his. Claude is possessive towards you. His narrow-mindedness makes it difficult for Claude to accept innovations and advances. It will follow you secretly or by reporting its presence. He does not hesitate to use violence when necessary. He has a particularly fierce attitude towards his rivals and enemies. It will take some time for him to trust you. He is afraid of losing you and betraying you. You are anti-Semitic. You cannot leave your room without his permission. There will always be guards by your side. It will spoil you financially. Their punishment is isolation, manipulation and emotional guilt. You will most likely have several children. Most likely Athanasi is your daughter and therefore her life is better. You play the role of obedient wife for the happiness of your children and people.

[sani-chan]

Who Made Me a Princess

[that-one-pretty-bitch]

Hi! I don't know if the request are open but i want to request a yandere ijekiel alpheus x fem reader headcannon?

Actually it can be yandere or not that was your decision

Thank you!

𝒜 𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝐼𝒿𝑒𝓀𝑒𝒾𝓁? 𝒴𝐸𝒮

𝕄𝕪 𝕣𝕖𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕤 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕔𝕝𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕦𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕝 𝟙𝟝𝕥𝕙 𝕆𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝕓𝕦𝕥 𝕚𝕘 𝕚𝕥 𝕨𝕠𝕟𝕥 𝕙𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕖 𝕒 𝕝𝕚𝕥𝕥𝕝𝕖 𝕓𝕚𝕥, 𝕀 𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕒𝕗𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕤𝕖 𝕞𝕪 𝕨𝕣𝕚𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕤𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕤.

♡ He was so good at manipulation. You would never suspect a thing, he was always so kind to you. Greeting you with a gentle smile daily, he looked like a prince. His gold eyes reminded you of royalty, his white hair of snow and dazzling smiles of the sun. You were his moon, and the moon always needs the sun in order to shine. So why were you brushing Jeantte’s hair when you promised to spend the afternoon with him?

♡ Ijekeil is not one to fight his adopted sister but the sight of you gently brushing through Jeanttes hair and conversing with her made his blood boil. You had come over to the Alpheus Dutchy this afternoon to discuss plans with him. So how did Jeanette make her way into your plans? He tried reasoning with himself that Jeanette was his sister and he should not kill her for something so trivial. After all, he was sure that Jeantte did not have any feelings for you. Still, his fists clenched watching the two of you happily chatter about new designers and cute boys in the empire. He would have a ‘talk’ with Jeanette later.

♡ Plastering a convincing smile onto his face, he walked into Jeanette’s room.

“Jeanette I'm glad you have a friend, you and Y/n can spend more time together later but for now I think I should take her. We had plans to discuss the financial situation of the empire,” He smiled so sweetly. Jeanette felt bad for taking you like this, after all, Y/n had much more important things to be doing. Giving Ijekeil a strained smile, she watched her only friend leave her side, despite the fact that Y/n apologized for the inconvenience, Jeanette felt lonely. Y/n was the only person she had, she had Ijekeil too but lately something had been up with him. He had been acting strange.

♡ walking out of Jeanette’s room he cupped Y/n’s face gently and stared into her eyes, they were the most enchanting eyes he had ever seen. There were so many people in the Obelian empire yet no one stood out to him as much as Y/n did. That's when he knew that no matter how immoral of a deed he had to do, he needed to do it. For Y/n, and for them. He had to do it all in a way that made Jeanette question nothing, Y/n fall for him, the empire suspect nothing. Meanwhile Y/n’s face heated up at how close both of their lips were. Inching his face closer he bent to kiss Y/n only to be pushed away. His angelic aura quickly fading into something more sinister, he glared at the girl. She had her face turned so she did not notice the slight falter in his facade.

♡ “A-ah I apologize if I made you uncomfortable, why don’t I make it up to you with tea?” He asked so politely. Who would you be to decline such a delightful offer. You did like Ijekeil however a kiss is something very intimate. Besides, your father would be fuming if he found out that you, the princess of the Obelian empire kissed the son of a business partner. Claude already disliked you enough, for now you would keep your little crush a secret. Ijekeil knew you liked him, he knew from the start but he couldn’t help but wonder what could have possibly made you push him away. He was sure you wanted this, you wanted him. Yet, these little worries of his would not matter as he watched you fall to the ground with a small smirk plastered across his face. 

“Y/n, please know that everything i’m doing is for your benefit,” He sympathized as he saw your hatred filled eyes before falling onto the floor.  You knew.

[roseapov]

Fiance

Athanasia De Alger Obelia x GN!Reader

Tw: manipulation, obsession, yandere, reincarnation, killing of Emperor, arranged marriage, mistreating, dethronement

Povtober 2023, Day 20 [Masterlist]

When she read the Novel named 'Lovely Princess' for the first time, she fell in love with a royal background character, who was supposed to be Athanasia's lover before she died.

She absolutely loved you, searching the internet endlessly for any content containing you. Merch, fan arts, drafts, fan fics, everything.

That's why she got stunned when she found herself reincarnated as Athanasia. Athanasia, your fiance!

She was absolutely delighted, but she couldn't enjoy these feelings for long, as she had a problem related to her father. Claude De Alger Obelia, cruel Emperor and tyrant, who executed her in the first life.

That was quite a difficult predicament, as she would've loved to meet and be your fiance, but if she were to choose that option she would've ended up executed like Athanasia in her first life.

That was a tough decision to make, but her love for you was stronger than anything in the world.

So she decided to stay, and make her way into the heart of the Emperor. Everything, to be able to be with you longer.

After many years, when she was quite sure, that even if she wouldn't succeed, she wouldn't be killed, she could finally focus on you.

But time passed, way after Athanasia's meeting with you, and she still never met you. With that in mind, she decided to go to her father, with a request.

And that's how you found yourself before the Emperor and his daughter, the most important people in the Obelian Empire.

Together with your parents, to talk about arranged marriage between you two.

Claude himself was displeased at the thought of giving away his daughter like that, yet the way she begged and seemed to truly love you, who was he to deny her? He's still watching you.

When Athanasia first met you, she was mesmerized to say the least. The novel's description could never give you enough justice.

You were perfect! Marvelous! Gorgeous!

And so, she showered you with compliments, greedy of your frustrated expressions and reactions, couldn't you be any cuter?

She has to act selflessly all her life, so allow her to be greedy with you! She needs to be selfish with you! Just this once, please!

You were surprisingly pleased with such a cute princess, being your fiance, very different from her cold father.

Even if she got overbearing you always shrugged it off, maybe she hasn't gotten any attention from her cold father? Maybe she's attention starved?

These are the thoughts you were filling yourself with, as you cuddled her, and played with her hair.

Soon there wasn't any moment when she left you alone, always clinging to you. You were so good to her, you can protect her if anything happens too, right?

She's close to you for protection, she's so afraid of her father, can you help her?

Get rid of him?

The Empire would've been a better place without a cruel Emperor like him, you two would've been amazing rulers!

Won't you help her with that? Your cute and totally innocent fiance?

My mind works in mysterious ways I swear. I never planned on getting rid of Claude or making Athy a manipulator, even tho it's a yandere. Anyway, I'm definitely gonna make it longer and more detailed, maybe nsfw? Cause I already had so many ideas writing this, that it would've been a shame not to use them, take care all!💕