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Ren/ AFAB Reader
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You spent the day with Leon and Ren gets jealous. Based off a post that said Ren would only take his own pleasure into account if you manage to make him jealous enough, though this ended up being a lot softer than intended. Written with [REDACTED] in mind.
jealousy, reverse comfort and all that stuff:)
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Five hours. Five hours, fifty-two minutes and thirteen seconds. That's how long you've been gone today. Ren looked at the time on his laptop, as he counted the seconds you were away. A painful emptiness in his heart, as he stared at the pictures of you and him that hung on your shared walls. He missed you so much. Even a minute without you is enough to turn him into a sobbing mess.
He heard your laugh coming from his laptop -That he had been using to listen in on your conversations through your phone- followed up by someone else's that made his fists curl up in anger. Leon.
"I haven't seen Leon in weeks Ren. We're just catching up. It'll only be for a little while; I'll be right back." You had told him, after he had desperately tried to keep you home using numerous excuses as to why you shouldn't go.
Ren's possessive tendencies are already intense enough as it is, but oh your childhood friend, the piece of shit who had ruined his proposal to you all those years ago, made him feel a type of jealousy like no other. His jaw clenched as he forced out a –somewhat unsettling- smile. “Sorry angel. I just worry about you.” He pulled you closer to him, placing a kiss atop your forehead. “Call me if you need anything, alright?” He had no choice but to let you go, not wanting to risk a fight, and end up with you potentially viewing him in a bad light.
Ren felt his stomach churning, a mixture of jealousy and anger, hearing the two of you talk and laugh, while you ignored him. You had responded to the first couple of his texts, picked up the first few times he called, until you decided to put your phone on do not disturb.
"Is everything alright between you and that lanky fella, sunfish?" Leon’s voice was laced with concern. "You know all I want is for you to be happy, and I'll support you no matter what,” He paused for a second. “But, if I'm being honest, something about him just feels off. He’s called you, like what? Five times already?"
Ren felt his blood boil, his brain already coming up with ways to remove this pest that keeps on trying to separate him from his angel.
You were quick to dismiss Leon’s concerns. "He's just a bit clingy, that's all. It's actually kind of sweet. He just worries a lot." Ren's anger melted away, as you came to his defense, replaced by the utter love and devotion he feels for you. A literal angel.
Six hours and 20 minutes had passed when you finally returned home. Ren already stood waiting right in front of the door. Before you could even step inside you felt a pair of arms wrap around you tightly. "Woah, hello to you too." You giggled; a bit startled. Ren didn't respond as he pulled you inside, rested his head on top of yours and inhaled your scent. You embraced him back and smiled. "I missed you too Ren."
Ren finally pulled back enough to look at you.
"Did you?" He sounded sad, but there was also a certain sharpness in his voice. "Then why were you ignoring me?" The jealousy in his voice now becoming clear.
You frowned, feeling a twinge of guilt rise in you. "I'm sorry Ren. It's just, you were calling almost every 10 minutes and Leon-" Ren cut you off before you could finish your sentence. "Do you like him more than me?" His voice was intense, not mad, you knew he could never get mad at you. He sounded possessive, and if you didn’t know him as well as you did, you would’ve almost missed the desperation his words were laced with. "No- no of course not." Heat rose to your cheeks as butterflies began to form in your stomach.
He stared at you intensely, putting his hand on your face and bringing his lips to yours, kissing you passionately. You kiss him back immediately. His hands grabbing your waist firmly, fingers digging into the plush skin. After what felt like forever, he finally pulled back.
"Then show me that you belong to me. That you're mine." He breathes, eyes half lidded. You nodded your head with a desperate gleam in your eyes, letting him know how much you want this too. "I'm yours Ren." You tucked a stray piece of hair behind his ear. "Only yours."
Ren's lips were back on yours in an instant, moaning into your mouth as his hands roamed all over your body. One was placed behind your head, as the other found its way to your breast, massaging it. After a while his hands settled around your thighs, and suddenly you were being lifted up and carried to the bedroom.
Ren gently set you down on the bed before stepping back and looking down at you with complete infatuation. "Strip for me." He ordered.
You stared at him for a second, unsure of where to start. When you took a little too long for his liking, he quirked his head to the side and raised an eyebrow, waiting for you to get started. You slowly pulled up your shirt, exposing your bare chest. Ren looked at you intently, watching you undress for him, his hand slowly rubbing the bulge in his pants. Once you were done with the rest of your clothes, you sat back down on your knees, waiting obediently for your next order.
Ren stepped closer to the bed and put his hand on top of your hair and started petting it softly. "So obedient f'me. Such a good girl. Now open up." He put his free hand on your chin, and gently pried open your lips with his finger before shoving it in.
"Ah- fuck." Ren moaned as you immediately started sucking. He took a few seconds to relish in the way you seemed so eager to obey his every whim, before pulling his hand back and ordering you to lay down on the bed. He slowly started making his way over to the bedside table, never taking his eyes off you. He opened the drawer, pulling out a rope. "Hands above your head. Wrists together."
All you could do was silently obey as you felt your arousal dripping down your thighs. Ren bound your wrists to the headboard and stepped back for a second, admiring his handiwork.
"Mine." He whispered to himself quietly. A shameful thought crossed his mind, at the sight of you tied up beneath him. What if he kept you here permanently? tied up like this, in his bed. You sure seem to be enjoying yourself. Maybe you'd like this too.
Ren's heart raced at the thought of having you all to himself. Being the only one who gets to see you like this, the only one who gets to speak to you, the only one who gets to touch you, the only one who gets to receive your attention forever and ever and ever-
"Ren?" The sound of your voice softly calling out his name made him snap back to reality.
No. He’d never do that -except as a last resort of course, but he wouldn't let it come to that- he wants to share every single second of his life with you. He wants to watch the stars reflect in your eyes every night, he wants to take you on expensive dinners and shopping trips, give you everything you ask for, visit new places together, and make every single dream of yours come true. Because just as much as you were his, he was also yours. And if others tried to get in the way of that, he would simply have to get rid of them. It's going to be just the two of you for eternity, no matter what. He will make sure of that.
He smiled at the sound of your voice, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your forehead. “Patience, angel.”
He undressed himself, stroking his cock a few times before sitting down on the bed next to you. He softly cupped your face in the palms of his hands and kissed you. His hands slowly made their way down your body, making sure to not leave a single inch untouched. His hands came to an eventual halt a few inches from your soaking entrance. You bucked your hips against his fingers in an attempt for him to continue. He chuckled at your desperation, before sliding two fingers inside of you.
"God, you're soaked for me already. I don't even think you need any prep." He pumped his fingers in and out a few times before retracting them completely, and slowly licking them clean with a moan. He straddled your hips placing his cock at your entrance and gripping your waist firmly.
"Tell me how badly y'want it, angel. Tell me how badly you want me." The words escape your mouth before you can even think about it. "Please Ren. I need you." A sly smirk appeared on his face. "Please what? What do you need? Use your words baby."
"I need you to fuck me Ren plea-" before you could even finish your sentence Ren was already thrusting himself inside you, groaning loudly at the way your soft walls hugged his member. He waited a few seconds for you to adjust and started moving –at a pace a bit rougher than his usual- after you gave a confirming nod.
His fingers dig into the plush of your hips, as Ren continues fucking into you roughly like his life depends on it. He whimpers every time your walls clench around his cock.
Ren shamelessly moans out your name, while moving one hand to cup your face, and the other towards your clit, using his skilled fingers to rub it in circles. He's being so rough, yet so gentle at the same time.
"Keep making those pretty sounds for me f'me baby. Fuck you feel so good." He moans into the crook of your neck before gently biting into the skin there, leaving marks all over you.
He continues thrusting into you, searching your eyes after he decides he's left enough marks on your throat. His eyes glisten with something so utterly intense and passionate it leaves you speechless.
You close your eyes for a while, getting lost in way his cock slams in and out of you, and the way his slender fingers work on your clit, until you hear Ren calling out your name again. "Look at me baby, you're close, aren't you?" You try to answer him, but all you can manage is a nod and more jumbled moans. "Then cum for me angel."
The knot in your stomach tightens, and before you can even think about it you can feel yourself falling over the edge.
He works you through your orgasm, making sure you get to ride it out entirely. Once you start to shake from overstimulation, his hands move back down to grab your hips again on the same spot where marks are already beginning to show from his previous hold and
Ren's movements become frantic. "That's it baby, fuck." Ren lets out a mixture of whimpers and mumbled "I love You's" as he reaches his own peak and fills you up.
Ren pants into the crook of your neck while you both come down from your high. He doesn't back up. He clings to you, as if he fears you might disappear the moment he lets go, pushing his face a little further into your hair, his fingers tightening around your waist. After a few seconds, he takes a moment to quickly undo the bindings around your wrists. He massages the area that was bound, placing the softest kisses onto it before settling his head back in its prior spot.
Everything seemed peaceful, but you could tell something was off. He was somehow holding you even tighter than usual and the soft exhales of breath gliding down the side of your neck held something unspoken.
You reach up, one hand softly stroking through his hair, as you put your other on his face in an attempt to get him to look up to you. His face remained buried deep into the crook of your neck, a few quick sobs escaping his lips. You kiss him temple, waiting a few moments, knowing he usually doesn't like to show this more emotional side of himself, let alone talk about it. "Ren, what's wrong?" You ask him in the softest, most angelic voice.
He tries to choke back a response but ends up a stuttering mess. You place both your hands on his face now, making him look up at you with teary eyes. "It's okay, I'm here Ren, can you take some deep breaths for me?"
Ren does as he's asked, and eventually his breathing steadies. You wipe a few stray tears that still lingered on his rosy cheeks. "What's wrong?" You whisper again, so quiet he almost missed it.
"I- I just-" he begins slowly. "I missed you so much." He hesitates for a second, but a quick encouraging nod of your head makes him continue. "When you're not here with me, when you're with someone else, it feels as if all the air is ripped out of my lungs. It's like the moon and all the stars have disappeared from the sky and I'm left in complete darkness. I-” He looks up at you. “I just need you angel. I love you so much.”
Your eyes start to tear up at his words, you pull his face to yours and kiss him. “I love you too Ren, more than anything. Please don’t ever doubt that.” You wipe away the tears that fall from his eyes. “I’m not going to just disappear if I'm away for a few yours. I'll always come home to you. Please just let me know whenever you feel like this, okay?” Ren nods and kisses you again, before rolling onto his side and pulling you into his chest.
There are some more kisses and quiet words exchanged between the two of you before you both drift to sleep, dangled in each other's arms.
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I read a quote by richard siken that said "if you love me Henry, you don't love me in a way I understand." And I immediately thought of an angsty scenario with MC saying that to Henry
Yep, you're so right...a drabble for nailing the entire dynamic right on the head.
Henry's mouth is dry, their expression one of surprise, of confusion, their gaze locked onto you. Nothing's said, and for the briefest of moments, you think he didn't hear you.
The silence is shattered by laughter, Henry's shoulders shaking as he tries to stifle the noise, a hand rising.
"What's there not to understand, buttercup?" Henry asks, his tone earnest. "I love you. I love you so much. I would do anything for you."
You're shaking your head, your posture stiff as you hug your arms, eyes downcast. "That's my point; I'm scared of what you mean by that. What wouldn't you do?"
This gives Henry pause, his head tilting slightly. "What's there to be scared of? You know I would never hurt you."
You're shaking before you realize it, teeth chattering as you force your words out. "But would you hurt someone else, Henry?"
It's silent again, but this time, the silence is awkward, heavy. You can't stop shaking; you know Henry's answer already, and that terrifies you.
"Of course I would." Henry's voice is low, a strange gleam to their eyes. "You're everything to me, buttercup."
Your lip's quivering, your throat closing in on itself. "That's not right, Henry. That's not right..."
You can't bring yourself to ask the quiet part aloud; and yet, upon looking upon Henry, upon really, really looking at him, you're more than certain you already know the answer.
If you really, really picture it, it's all too easy to imagine blood coating the lengths of Henry's arms.
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Hello! I really love your arcana content especially the yandere headcanons. So I was wondering what yandere Asra was like during the plague aka after the apprentice died.
Of course no pressure at all! I hope you have a lovely day and happy holidays ^^
Hi ! Thank you so much for the support I really appreciate it <3
I think yandere Asra would practically act the exact same way canon Asra did after the apprentice died, but with a few differences.
Here's some dialogue from Muriel's route of Muriel explaining MC's death and how Asra handled it. (chapter XIII- DEATH):
"After it happened Asra became frantic. I've never seen him that upset. He... changed."
"Started talking about deals and demons and Arcana. I tried to warn him but..."
"He wasn't going to rest until he brought you back. Or died trying."
"There was this half-baked ritual. Lucio wanted to use it to give himself a new body. And Asra... he wanted to use it to bring you back."
"The only problem is... he dragged the rest of us into it too. All under the guise of Lucio's ritual."
Asra was extremely obsessive, all that mattered was bringing you back, no matter the cost.
Bringing someone back from the dead is literally one of the most obsessive things you can do. Especially with the way Asra acted. He basically went a bit insane.
He manipulated his friends, put them in a very dangerous situation where they had to make a deal with the Arcana and pay a price. None of them even knew it was to bring you back, he lied to them and made them think it was all for Lucio's new body.
He didn't care how dangerous it was, he didn't care how many people got hurt, his only focus was getting you back. Muriel saying he wasn't going to rest until he got you back or died trying, basically insinuates that he would've rather died than live in a world without you.
The difference between canon Asra and yandere Asra is when you were brought back to life, even though canon Asra does still have unhealthy coping mechanisms (like distancing himself, running away etc) at the end of the day his love for you is genuine love and not obsession, bringing you back from the dead was a very obsessive thing to do, but after he got you back he started healing from those obsessive tendencies, all that matters to canon Asra is that you're happy and safe, he puts your happiness above his own, which is why he's always so supportive of your relationships in the other routes. Canon Asra has such pure love for you that just seeing you happy is enough, even if it's not with him.
When it comes to yandere Asra, his obsession would only deepen, his love for you remains obsessive. He probably doesn't let you do a lot stuff on your own in fear of you getting hurt.
He also certain you'll eventually fall in love with him again if he gives you time, you were in love before you died after all, so he's sure it'll happen again.
Also in a scenario where Asra was already a yandere before MC died, he would absolutely never leave MC behind in Vesuvia. He would either take you to safety against your will, or just stay by your side no matter what. What i usually imagine is either Asra being a normal lover in the pre-plague relationship, but your death making him become a yandere, or him being a yandere from the first time you met, and during the plague you both stayed in Vesuvia because he didn't want to leave you, but you ended up dying while he survived, which only worsened his obsessiveness.
Another difference between canon Asra and yandere Asra during your death is that yandere Asra would NEVER, under no circumstance, sleep with Julian (or anyone else) he remains solely loyal to you, and only you. He wouldn't even bother forming friendships with Nadia or anyone in the palace like he canonically did. You're the only one that matters to him (with an exception for Faust and Muriel, but you're what matters the most.)
I also believe that canon Asra only hooked up with Julian as a way to manipulate him into participating in the ritual. I know people also say it was a way of coping for him, and he used Julian as a distraction etc, but in all honesty, i HATE that he canonically just fucked someone else while MC was dead, because i have some jealousy issues and the fact that he did that is actually really upsetting to me so i just like to pretend it didn't happen lmao. That's why yandere Asra is my beloved little skrunkly lol.
After he finds out Lucio caused the plague yandere Asra would kill and torture Lucio, since he's the reason you died. Credits to this fanfic for giving me that idea. Definitely go check it out btw! That whole devil Asra series is one of my favorite arcana fics.
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