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"The Upper Hand"
honestly the reader is kinda like sampo... anyways i hope you enjoy!!
TW: general yandere stuff
“That’s another 300,000 Oneiric Shards gone.” Bronya rubbed her head. “I don’t think I have to explain why this is bad.”
Gepard lowered his head in humiliation, “My apologies Lady Bronya.”
“I have a lot of faith in you Captain Gepard, but my patience is dwindling.” Bronya sat down. “Arrest them.”
Gepard put his fist over his heart, “Of course Lady Bronya!”
“You’re dismissed.” She said tiredly.
Gepard said his farewell before leaving. A few other guards followed him chatting quietly.
“I’ve never seen anyone besides that odd blue-haired guy, outrun the Captain.”
“I know, even Lady Bronya is getting annoyed.”
Their whispers weren’t unheard by the skillful man in question. Despite the disrespect, he couldn’t argue with them. Everything they said was the truth.
You.
You’re always causing chaos around Jarilo-VI, costing hundreds of thousands of Oneiric Shards in damage. You even dare to leave behind notes at the scene of the crime.
Gepard’s fist clenched just thinking of those little pieces of paper. They’re clearly just there to annoy him, but he still always reads them. The subject of your notes varies from puns about the crime to talking about him.
Another thing that you do that gets under his skin is when he just misses you and you wave him goodbye. Sometimes you’ll even strike up a conversation with him.
After months of analyzing you and your crimes, he has been able to somewhat accurately guess when and where you will strike next. Although there isn’t a clear pattern, there is one.
He walked to his office as irritation started eating away at him.
What gives you the right to think that you can continuously commit crimes, leave behind as much evidence as you please, and get away with it?
He sat down at his desk and pulled out the folder with documents and notes on you. He had to try and predict your next actions.
Gepard isn’t dumb, but he’s not the smarter of the twins. So when he got stuck, he sought out Serval. She helped him figure out your hidden pattern.
When he thought of the pattern and this last crime he realized something very important.
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You’re a very sporadic individual. Most of the things you do are on a whim and it's the same with crime. You didn’t dream of being a criminal, but one day you thought it might be fun, so you tried it.
You weren’t surprised when you got on the top wanted list. In all fairness, you’ve committed numerous serious crimes. You may even be considered a terrorist.
Sometimes you’d stay behind and watch from a distance as the authorities arrived at the scene and that's when you saw him. Captain Gepard.
At the time he looked to where you were but you luckily ducked behind a wall to avoid being seen.
As time went on, you thought it’d be fun to tease him a bit. Crimes were fun, but it was getting a bit boring and despite his high ranking, he’s a bit dense.
So you wrote notes on pieces of paper and sometimes even on the wall/ground.
Now at the present, you wonder where to go next. You don’t like going to the same location, but you’re running out of options. You debated yourself a bit and decided on the most obvious place.
The train station.
“The most obvious place is the most entertaining!”
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You blinked a couple of times, completely mentally removing yourself from the situation at hand.
You’re chained to a chair in a cold interrogation room. A blonde man stared you down across the table you were sitting at.
“Haha Captain Gepard you got me all wrong!” You sweated.
“Do I?” His voice was cold.
“Y-yeah! I’m actually sort of a… vigilante! And if you let me go I swear I’ll stop!” You tried to sound convincing.
Gepard stared at you blankly and you made an apologetic face.
You wondered what was going through his head.
He finally moved and left the room.
“Hah?!” You huffed.
Maybe you can manage to get out of these handcuffs while he’s gone.
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Gepard smiled at the guards outside the room, “Tell everyone to go home early to celebrate finally capturing the criminal who caused us such a headache. I’ll finish everything here!”
“Captain Gepard! Are you sure..?”
He nodded, “Make sure to tell everyone else.”
“Of course!”
The 2 guards walked away.
Geprad stood outside the room, waiting till he thought everyone was gone.
When he finally caught you after so long, he realized something. Despite all the frustration and annoyance you’ve caused him, he’s become enamored by you.
He finally enters the room when he’s sure everyone is gone.
He walks to where you sat.
“W-what can I do for you, Captain!” You sweat.
He had an odd expression on his face.
“First you can stay in the handcuffs.” He quickly grabs your wrists before you have time to react.
“Haha, would you look at that! I didn’t even notice…” You looked away.
You were once again, handcuffed to the chair.
You expected all of this. This was all according to your plan. Definitely…
“What did you expect was going to happen?” Gepard sat on the table in front of you, his eyes looking down at you.
You rolled your eyes, he was so dramatic.
A hand came at you with force, only to land on the chair, just above your shoulder.
“Gepa-” You began.
“Captain Gepard.” He said.
“Ok then, Captain Gepard! You-” You were once again interrupted.
“Did you really think you’d get away with all those crimes. With all those jokes.” He said annoyed.
You shook your head, “It’s all a misunderstanding!!”
“Why leave the notes?” He asked.
You held back your smile, “Well…“
He slammed down a note next to him.
You shifted your body to read it. When you read the text you couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.
“Read it.” He said.
You looked at him with a raised eyebrow and smile. If he asked how could you refuse! Though it was a bit odd how his voice hasn’t been holding a clear emotion, anger or annoyance.
“You’re pretty pathetic to not be able to catch me. Are you really the captain?” You couldn’t read it with a straight face, barely holding back your laughter.
It wasn’t that it was super funny, it was just the memory from when he first read it. His hands had tightened their grip and he threw it on the ground.
When you first saw his reaction you cringed, but you also realized just how much of an advantage you had over him. You were much smarter and always one step ahead of him.
“Sorry! You see these notes were just-” You remembered the fact that this man was the one who had you in custody.
A hand grabbed your jaw, lifting your head up to meet his. He had gotten a lot closer, faces centimeters apart.
“Who has the upper hand now?” Gepard leaned in.
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i have the urge to redo my layout but like… i love it rn….
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Yandere Vyn Profile
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What are they generally like? Lucid, aware? Obsessive? How do they behave?
Vyn is very aware. Like very. Very. This is thanks to his voice tapes from when he does his self-psychological checkups. He realizes throughout the recordings, his feelings are changing from just an innocent crush to something darker. He doesn’t know how to react at first. He should try to stop his condition from worsening, but he’s curious. He wonders what brought along this change, and if it’s really all that bad.
You don’t notice any behavior change when he meets you the next time, and you never notice. There is a change though. He’s very subtle. He slowly starts to use psychology techniques on you, to have you isolate yourself. The only person’s change in behavior is you.
How likely are they to kidnap their darling? How quickly will they do so?
Vyn isn’t very likely to kidnap you unless his feelings get to the point of not wanting anyone to see you. If he eventually does kidnap you, it's after a long build-up of events. Events he didn’t predict. Despite it all, he is confident in his abilities to manipulate your mind and in turn have you under his control.
He also may kidnap you simply because he thinks it’ll be entertaining.
How difficult is it to escape from them? How do they keep you restrained? How do they deal with attempted escape?
It’s nearly impossible to escape from Vyn; if you do, it’s most likely a result of Vyn letting you. He knows you and your mind like the back of his hand, he can tell the minute you even start to consider it. When you first think of an escape plan, you get a certain feeling of hope and anxiety. You have this certain expression that he has grown to almost, like. He finds your escape attempts humorous. You can’t believe you can really outsmart him? The way your mind thinks of uses for so many random items has him appalled. The human mind can get incredibly creative when put into dire situations.
After you fail at your escape Vyn comes to you with a smile. A smile you absolutely despise. It makes you feel so humiliated, so condescending, you want nothing more than to rip his face apart. You can also tell how excited he gets. The whole time you're being dragged away to punishment, he has a bit of a skip and a giddy expression. Disgusting.
How easy are they to trick, deceive, or manipulate?
Do you really think you can do such a thing to a psychologist? A skillful one at that.
He may go along with it, he wants to see how you do. After he reveals that he knew what you were doing the whole time, he’ll begin to teach you how to manipulate people better. His inner professor comes in very unexpected situations. His criticism really brings you back to college.
But yeah no you’ll fail. He’ll see through all your attempts in a heartbeat.
How lenient are they? What privileges can you have, and what will you be denied?
Vyn is relatively lenient, at least it may seem like it. He seems to have trust in you, but he truly trusts himself. He trusts his own manipulation. You don’t realize how many privileges you don’t have in reality since you're the one taking them away. The only privilege you truly have is the illusion of free choice.
What kind of rules do they have? What kind of punishment would they use?
Despite his thoroughness, you will still break rules whether by accident or on purpose. His rules, or rule, are very simple. Just ask him for permission. Although you wouldn’t describe it with the word “permission” more like his suggestion. You may ask him if you should go somewhere and he’d advise you not to.
His punishments vary, but they mostly always have something to do with physical pain. He also has very creative punishments. He most likely came up with these punishments when he was bored at work. As he sits in his chair waiting for his next patient he wonders how truly effective is sensory deprivation. How can he make it even more effective? Punishments are a learning opportunity for both you and him. If you're in his home office one day, you may see a notebook on his desk filled with past punishments.
How do they deal with rivals, or perceived rivals? Will they get rid of them? Will they kill them themselves, or find another way?
Vyn never feels threatened by “rivals.” He thinks of rivals as just idiotic people who have guts. All that said and done, he still has to drive it into them that they have no chance with you. Depending on his mood he may “gently” tell them you’re taken or give them a little psychological breakdown! He doesn’t often do the ladder because it takes a decent amount of effort but he definitely enjoys it more. Sometimes these psychological breakdowns lead to an unfortunate death.
How easy is it to make them mad? What does their anger look like?
It’s hard to make him mad. The only way you can make him mad is to do something serious that he didn’t see coming. He always is amazed when you do something unpredictable, it reminds him of why he began to like you. Yet if this action is breaking free from his manipulation, he is furious. If you ever outsmart him on the psychological level his poker face cracks.
There are different levels to his anger and you rarely see the worse. His anger is usually covered up unless it’s for something petty. He loses himself when he loses his temper. When he gets this mad, he excuses himself from the room to try and calm himself. He can’t trust himself in that condition.
Do they see you as above them, beneath them, or equal to them?
He views all people as beneath him whether he realizes it or not, and you are no different. He sees you as under him. You are indeed very smart, but at the end of the day, you are just an empathetic person. You sometimes are blinded by personal feelings when dealing with certain cases. He doesn’t make it a big deal though. You would never even know he thinks of you as anything below him.
How determined are they for you to love them? How hard will they try to make it happen? Or are they content just having you?
He is very determined whether he even knows it or not (he does.) Although he doesn’t have to try that hard to get you to love him, he does. Psychology knows a lot about love. He knows what can make someone fall for another. What he does may even be considered as PUA techniques just with a different outcome. When he eventually gets you to love him back, he wants to see how far he can push it. Maybe he can make you love him as much as he loves you.
Bonus: Is there anything that makes them unique, in comparison to other yanderes?
His knowledge of psychology is what really differentiates him from others. It’s almost a sort of cheat code in a sense. Although other yanderes may be able to manipulate their s/o, he is on another level. The chances of you even realizing what is happening are very, very low, and even if you do learn of it, he knows how to speed up the Stockholm syndrome process.
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“Peaceful Rest”
was artems birthday yesterday? yes. yes it was. is this something for his birthday? yes. yes it is.
TW: general yandere stuff, mentions of drugging
Artem ran his fingers through your hair gently.
“Your hair’s soft.” He hummed.
A mix of reds, oranges, and yellows shined through the window onto you from the setting sun
Artem found the scene ethereal.
He felt safe with you in his touch.
With every stroke of his fingers through your hair, his worries were erased.
He liked what you got him for his birthday, but he liked you being with him even more.
Just you and him.
Artem froze as you rolled over to your other side.
He watched your chest rise and fall for a few minutes, still unmoving. His eyes moved, searching for any sign of consciousness.
He slowly resumed his touch.
He didn’t want to wake you up from your “rest.”
Artem was very good about not making too much noise or movement that may wake you up. He had carried you gently to the couch and quietly cleaned the table, you had accidentally knocked over your cup, spilling its contents.
“Dinner was nice,” He smiled at you, “even if it had been cut short by your sudden ‘sleepiness.”
He went back to watching the sun finally go below the horizon.
“You were just tired.” He said quietly.
Artem had already gotten rid of the evidence, yet he couldn’t help but still worry.
Would you connect the dots?
He looked down at you, “Sorry…”
In the trash, buried deep, sat a bottle of Rohypnol.
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what would happen if u friend zoned the tot men
Artem panics. He apologizes a million times. How could he, your boss, your superior, confess to you? He beats himself up, but you two can still stay as friends! He tells himself that he’ll let you be, yet he can't stop his thoughts about you. The more he tries to stop it, the worse it gets. Not only does he have more thoughts of you, but he also they've become more twisted. He starts to self-consciously use his authority to have you work with him more and more. You realize how often you two are together these days or has it always been like this? Are you just overthinking things after the confession? That must be it, you're overthinking it.
Just as Vyn expected. Vyn won't do something unless it gets the results he wants. Reading emotions as a psychologist is a given so unless he was sick, he would have known you didn't hold the same feelings as he did. After his confession is rejected, he knows how self-conscious you'll become around him. You'll question everything he does and everything you do. You don't want to do anything that'll show signals. Has he always done that? With a bit more of a push, you'll conclude that you do actually like him. All on your own.
Marius looks at you as if you're stupid. Says something about “how you're quite bold to shut down someone so rich.” Yet this is quite the problem. He quickly teases you, acting as if he is just joking! When he returns to his car later, he lets himself process what you said. He considers staying as friends, but he can’t stand the thought. How could you shut him down? Him!? A rich, good-looking, skilled, tall guy. Vincent does his best to calm him down, but leaves him alone after a while, as his attempts at comfort were going nowhere. Marius debates what to do. He'll give you a week (he's very impatient) to fall for him or he'll just have to convince you another way.
Luke is angry, not at you but at himself. He was able to keep these emotions buried down for so long, but he just had to go and give in. Despite continuing to be friends things have gotten ten times more awkward. You realize how close you two were on the line between platonic and romantic. You no longer hug or compliment each other, and every time your hands brush any part on the other there's a mess of an apology. Yet that's only a bit of what's changed. You lost him before and you're beginning to lose him again. He's seemed so sad since you rejected him, despite his constant reassurance of being fine. Luke's unconscious guilt-tripping is incredibly effective. But is it really unconscious?
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“A Day Off”
♡A Valentine Day Special♡
TW: general yandere stuff
Valentine's day was right around the corner, yet the office remained almost unchanged. The only thing that changed a bit was the cases, most fights between couples.
You thought about your plans for Valentine’s day. You would take the day off, relax at Artem’s home and do the things you enjoyed. You both decided to not go out since you rarely spent time with just yourselves.
You dreamed about it. Just the two of you, in the comforts of your home, doing the things you both enjoyed. You made these plans a month ago yet and said you’d take the day off, but now when the day has come, no one could have been prepared for the influx of cases.
What doesn’t help is that Artem gets very antsy around cases involving quarrels between couples, married or not.
“Kiki, I don’t know how we’re going to finish everything in time.” You sighed, rethinking the plans. “We may have to only take half the day off.”
“No! Don’t!” Kiki responded fast, “You guys deserve a day off, and what better day to do it than Valentine’s day? If you really are too busy, I can help! I’m always here!!”
You smiled with defeat, “Maybe but if it’s too much, Artem and I will figure it out ourselves.”
That conversation gave you a boost of motivation that helped to finish the work.
After a long and exhausting week, the big day was finally here.
You rang the doorbell to Artem’s house fairly early in the morning, a cup of coffee in hand. You heard hurried movements behind the door before it finally opened and revealed a disheveled Artem. He wore a cute apron and the scent of your favorite breakfast foods hit your nose.
“C-come in!” He gestured to the inside. “I still have to finish cooking something though, so you can just get seated at the table.”
You stepped in with a smile and set your bag down, “I got you your favorite coffee! Where should I put it?”
He scurried back to the kitchen, “Just put it on the table!”
You laughed and walked into the dining room. The table was set and adorned with adorable Valentine's day decorations and delicious-looking food.
“Ah! Artem you did so much. Thank you!” You smiled before feeling bad about the gifts you got him, which seemed little in comparison.
He ran in with the last of the food, fresh beignets, but tripped on the carpet.
“Artem-!” You yelled worriedly as the plate of food came crashing down, the plate broke and spilled the food everywhere.
“Are you ok?!” You ran to him, making sure to avoid the remains of the plate on the ground.
“I-I’m ok, but what about you.” He grabbed your arms frantically.
“I’m fine, I’m fine.” You reassured him.
He looked down, “Sorry about the beignets.”
“No, no. It’s fine! Plus you made so many other delicious foods!” You reassured him holding your hand out.
He accepted it with a doubtful expression and stood up.
Breakfast passed uneventfully and nicely but the rest of the day was a mess of accidents. The movie you were planning on watching had a scratch on the disk and wasn’t streaming on any platforms you had, you burned the popcorn, spilled coffee on your favorite outfit, and more.
You laid on the bed and looked at the ceiling in defeat. What’s funny is that you didn’t hate the day all that much. The fact that almost everything went wrong made you laugh
“Sorry,” Artem said sitting on the edge of the bed and looking out the window.
“It’s not your fault.” You sighed. “Want to just lay down for a bit-”
“What did I do? Why did this day have to turn out like this?” He raised his voice a bit.
You looked at him, “It’s not you, it’s just-”
“But today wasn’t a good day.” He looked at you.
He didn’t exactly lie, “I didn’t hate it though.”
“But you didn’t enjoy it.”
“Well, I did enjoy most of the day. When the movie was scratched it was nice watching a different movie, when the popcorn burnt it was funny to see your reaction, when-”
“You're just trying to make me feel better.” Artem interrupted.
You looked at him with annoyance, “I’m not. Are you sure you're not trying to make yourself feel better?”
He looked at you in alarm, “No, no. Besides what matters is if you enjoyed-”
“No Artem!” You yelled. “You, need to enjoy the day just as much as I, and clearly you didn’t. I’m sorry you felt that way but I had fun despite everything that happened.”
He looked away silently.
Well great, now the day was officially ruined.
Something you didn’t like about Artem was his habit of prioritizing you over his own well-being. He also had a habit of convincing himself you were feeling a certain way but in reality, you were feeling the opposite. You thought that little habits like these would get better throughout the relationship but you were wrong.
Maybe you were overreacting but it wasn’t just today. It was a build-up over time and today just put you over the edge.
“Sorry-”
“Artem!” You yelled again even angrier before sighing and getting up.
He looked at you in shock, “Where are you going?”
You hated to do this to him, you really did, “H-how… How about we just take a little break?”
He looked at you confused, “A break from work, right?”
“...”
“Right?” He smiled.
You looked away, “Just for a few days maybe? I’m sorry-”
He went behind you and pulled you into a hug, “Please just stay for dinner and see if your feelings change.”
You scrunched your face feeling a wide variety of emotions, “I’m so sorry Artem. I’ve thought about this for a while-”
You felt him stiffen.
“A while?” He repeated.
You pushed out of the hug shaking. It was taking everything in you to fight off tears.
“I love you Artem, I truly...” You trailed off before continuing, “I do. I just need a few days.”
You left the room.
Why’d it have to be on Valentine's Day?
You grabbed your bag near the door and slipped your shoes back on.
“Y/N, wait.”
You tried ignoring him but he turned you around with his hand, “At least have these chocolates.”
You stood frozen in thought before reluctantly grabbing it.
“How about you eat one here.” He said with a complicated expression.
You shook your head, “I’m not really in a chocolate mood.”
He shifted anxiously, “Alright...”
His expression made you feel guiltier and you shoved one in your mouth. It could help to keep the tears away!
His eyes lit up and seemed to await a reaction. That reaction was probably one of enjoyment but if you had to be honest, they didn’t taste the best.
Perhaps homemade chocolate just wasn’t for him!
“T-they’re good.” You lied and slowly opened the door. “Goodbye, Artem.”
The last thing you saw before leaving was a face of many emotions, but most of all, anxiety.
You tiredly made your way toward your car, unlocking it and climbing in. You sat in silence for a few seconds before breaking down. Oh, how you hoped he couldn’t see you from a window.
He was a good guy and you really loved him, but a break is the best thing for you right now. One thing is for sure though, work will be awkward.
You started the car and grabbed your phone feeling more tired than before. You needed to call Kiki, you needed someone to vent to.
You searched through recent callers and your eyes felt heavier by the second. You let yourself close your eyes for a bit but opened them and clicked the call button.
The sound of ringing sounded throughout your car.
One second passed, the ringing continued.
Another second passed, the ringing continued.
Another second.
Another.
Another.
It all blurred together and your head fell to the side with exhaustion. Your eyes made out a figure outside the door.
Oh. The door isn’t locked. Maybe you should lock it!
Your mind worked slowly. The ringing had stopped at one point but you didn’t notice. It seems like Kiki’s busy.
You went to click the lock button on your car but unconsciousness beat you.
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“Money”
this concept has been in my mind for awhile so enjoy!
TW: general yandere stuff, non con kissing, gold digger
“Aww~!” You grabbed the case holding a breathtakingly beautiful diamond necklace. “You shouldn’t have!”
Your boyfriend laughed, “No, no. You deserve this.”
“Babe…” You whined. “I love you so much!”
Your boyfriend, Marius Von Hagen the second son of the Von Hagen family, is a helpless romantic man with a big wallet. He bought you anything you’d show interest in, and take you to expensive places, just like the restaurant tonight. Newly opened by a prestigious chef, the cost of one person almost made you fall over but two? You couldn’t even begin to think.
“I love you too baby~,” Marius said sickeningly sweetly to which you internally cringed.
What an idiot.
You would think that if you’re the executive president of the Pax Group, you’d be able to spot a gold digger. Yet here you are! A gold digger using said executive president for his money.
“I have something important to tell you,” You paused, “after dinner.”
He nodded, taking another bite of his steak.
You spent the dinner talking very little, unlike your usual over-the-top lovey-dovey talk. You had to think over how to approach a sensitive topic.
Breaking up.
Despite how good he treats you, he’s been getting on your nerves lately, not to mention you don’t like doing stuff like this for over a year. It’s time you moved on to someone different.
You walked out of the restaurant and finally spoke up, “Can you just drive me home today?”
He raised an eyebrow, “Are you ok? You’ve been quiet all night and now this… Are you sick or-”
“No just… Let’s talk about it in the car, alright?” You smiled and got in the front passenger seat, Marius following suit.
As he started the car, you were lost in thought. You don’t know exactly what reaction to expect from him.
“Ok. I-I’m sorry but…” You tried to seem as helpless and hurt as possible. “I think we need to break up.”
He was silent.
“I-I just think!” You looked out the window. “You're great but it’s just not working out.”
He pulled out of the parking lot still quiet. You shifted uncomfortably.
“Hah!” He laughed.
He fucking laughed?!
“Got sick of me?” He said in a teasing voice.
“What?” You looked away from the window at him.
“Did you really think I wouldn’t know,” He paused, “about your ulterior motives?”
Your heart dropped.
He knew.
How?
When?
How long has he known?
“I knew from the beginning.” His answer dumbfounded you. “How stupid do you think I am?”
“Hah… You caught me!” You said defeated. “What do you want now? Want me to return everything you got me?”
“How about you keep everything but stay with me!” He smiled.
“No.” You answered almost immediately.
You wouldn’t have answered any other way, to begin with. You already decided to end things with him and what can he do?
He laughed to himself, “That quick response saddens me.”
“Just drop me off at my house.” You looked back out the window.
The sky was dark, but the building lights made it seem bright outside. He finally pulled up to your apartment after a very awkward drive.
You unbuckled your seatbelt and he did the same.
“You can stay in the car.” You went to open the door but it was locked.
You sighed going to unlock it when a hand grabbed your wrist tightly.
“Ow! What the hell?!” He pulled your hand to his chest and you went with it.
You panicked and used your other hand to hit him, but he caught it.
“I was fine with you using me,” You struggled in his grasp, “yet you had to go and try to ruin it.”
“Marius let me go!” You said in pain and shock.
He pulled you into a hard kiss.
What was going on?
He bit your lip and you cried out.
After a struggling make-out session, he finally pulled back, “Your such an idiot.”
You tried to scream but he let both your hands go and used one to cover your mouth and the other to grab your phone. You tried using your free hands to slam on the horn or anything, but he pushed you back into the passenger seat.
“Stop struggling.” His voice was stern, unlike any voice he has ever used with you.
You nodded your head and let your body go slack.
Was he going to kill you? Was he going to get his revenge? What was he going to do?
“We’re going to go back to my house,” His voice was devoid of any emotion, “and you're going to stay there, with me.”
You looked at him in fear.
“Of course, I know no matter what I do, you’re not going to go silently and willingly.” He paused in thought. “Well sorry about this!”
You looked at him in confusion until you felt a hit on your head and everything went black.
#yandere tears of themis#yandere marius von hagen#yandere marius#yandere marius von hagen x reader#yandere marius x reader#yandere tears of themis x reader#yandere tot#yandere tot x reader#yandere#yandere male#yandere x reader#yandere x you#yandere x gender neutral reader#yandere x y/n#tw noncon kissing#tears of themis☁️💕#fic☁️💕
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sorry i kind of disappeared off the face of the earth for a bit. I've had major writers block along with a lot of personal matters. I'm trying to get back into it especially since valentines day is right around the corner i also have to finish some requests in my ask box (I'm so sorry it's been like months) i should have something posted by the end of this weekend but nothings certain
SO SORRY AGAIN I SHOULD BE BACK THO!!
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“A Creative Gift”
something short! happy birthday my love and thank you for coming home<3
TW: general yandere stuff, drugging
You walked through the gates of Diasomnia with a recently wrapped gift in your arms.
No matter how many times you walk through Diasomnia, it remains all the more intimidating and magnificent. The rumbling dark skies, thornbushes, and building were a drastic change from Ramshackle.
As you got closer to the doors, they opened and there stood two familiar people.
“Ah! Everyone’s here except the one with the birthday,” You sighed but ran to them.
“Lilia’s out right now,” Silver held his hand out, “I can take the gift and put them with the others.” You nodded a thank you.
“Follow me,” Malleus spoke shortly and took you to where they would hold the party.
The walls were littered with decorations, food and refreshments were being served, and loud music was vibrating through the corridor. You were surprised that such a dorm was able to throw a party like this.
“Why throw such a big party?” You asked
Silver looked down, “Lilia talked awhile back about wanting to have a big party sometime this year, as he and Malleus will be busy next year. Plus this is kinda like a New Years party.”
“Well I hope he likes it,” You smiled.
You talked with Silver, but you did most of the talking as he dozed off. How was he even able to sleep in this environment?
“Boo!” A voice came from behind making you jump.
“Ah!-” You looked at him with anger but since its his birthday you’ll let him off this time, “Happy birthday Lilia.”
He laughed, “Thank you Y/N!”
“So,” You thought for a second, “how old are you turning?”
“I wonder…” He went off into giggles.
The hours passed quickly and people began to head back to their rooms. Silver, Sebek, and you had previously planned to do an “after party” of sorts, with only those close to Lilia. There you would open gifts and do whatever else.
You chatted away until Lilia announced he would finally open his gifts. As he grabbed the first gift, Malleus handed you drink and you thanked him.
The tearing of paper and the bright colorful lights started to blur together. Their voices became distant and you sat down as the world became spinning. Everything was a mix and your body became to feel numb. A figure approached or distanced itself from you.
After the first few minutes of this feeling you quickly snapped out of it, hyperaware of you surroundings. Malleus was standing a bit away from you along with the other two. Lilia sat across from you, looking at you with an all knowing smile.
“After some thinking we decided to get you something…” Malleus stopped and gestured to you, “more long-term.”
Lilias eyes lit up, “Wow! Thank you so much.” He sounded almost like a schoolboy.
“Happy Birthday.” The three said simultaneously.
Everyone stared at you.
You were confused, what exactly was the gift? You attempted to voice your thoughts, but you couldn’t. Huh? Despite being aware of everything going on, you felt as if your body was being weighed down.
Almost… paralyzed?
Lilia got up and walked to you, patting you on the head, “I’ll take very good care of my gift.”
It hit you all at once, like standing up to fast. It all added up, the events after drinking the drink, Malleuses ‘speech.’
You were the gift.
#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twst#yandere lilia#yandere lilia vanrouge#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere lilia x reader#yandere lilia vanrouge x reader#yandere x you#yandere x gn reader#yandere x gender neutral reader#twisted wonderland☁️💕#fic☁️💕
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i’m officially on break so i will try to post! there are some unanswered asks in my inbox right now, i’m really sorry but they should be answered soon💕
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May I request yandere Luke or Marius with a reader who actively tries to avoid him?
Yandere Marius HC with...
...reader that tries to avoid him
rip anon also this is kinda short so apologies:(
This is quite the predicament…
Marius doesn’t first realize what’s happening, despite being a master at reading people. He thought you were just “avoiding” him because he was annoying you. You’ve done this in the past why would it be any different?
It takes two days, which may seem like not a lot, but to someone as clingy as him, it’s like hell. He went from seeing you almost every day to not seeing you for two days. Even though he caught glimpses of you before you hid, it still wasn’t enough.
When he finally realizes it, he’s salty. Very salty. Grumpy at work, whining to Vincent, just overall not happy. Why would you avoid him? Maybe you finally realized how odd his feeling were.
His solution is to annoy you more in situations you can’t escape.
If you're hanging out with Kiki, he’ll coincidentally also be there. Kiki is constantly in awe at your friendship with the wealthy executive president of the Pax Group, encouraging you to be closer friends with him to gain the benefits. Even when you explain how uncomfortable you are around him, she brushes you off telling you to use him to your advantage. “It’s not every day you know a billionaire.”
He also starts to cause situations that force you to ask him for help.
Your car broke down? Oh, just ask your friends! Kiki’s busy, Artem’s busy, Vyn’s busy, Luke’s busy… All your friends are busy except one. Marius Von Hagen. Don’t you see? The world’s telling you to stop avoiding him!
If you continue to avoid him, he’ll start using more… “unlawful” methods. People will do anything for money. Soon your friends start to avoid you, and your rent rises. Yet that one person is still there. Just stop avoiding him.
If all else fails, although he didn’t want to, he can always take you.
#yandere tears of themis#yandere headcanons#yandere hcs#yandere marius#yandere marius von hagen#yandere tot#tears of themis☁️💕#headcannons☁️💕
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Rules
First and foremost, I have the right to refuse a request and or not respond. Please send a ask in once, unless I say otherwise.
Characters I won’t Write For:
Twisted Wonderland- Trey, Sebek, Ortho (obviously), Ace, Deuce, Jack
Enstars- any 1st years, Trickstar, Rabbits (except Nazuna Nito)
Genshin Impact- the children (klee, qiqi, etc.), Thoma, Zhongli, Aether, Itto, Barbara, Bennet, Amber, Bennett, Pierro, Capitanio
This will change overtime! If a game is not listed then I write for all characters (minus minors obviously.)
When sending an ask:
Check what I don’t write
Don’t send more than once
Request how you would like it to be formatted (ex. hc, fic, drabble)
Be patient as I’m a full time student and worker
#rules#thought i should be more specific for my rules#don’t want people to try and request characters i don’t like#also scheduled short hc post later be prepared!
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Celestine as an enabler for Artem
YES. and what would be even more ironic would be if she herself was a yandere for her fiancé.
i feel she would be more unhinged than artem and she would influence artems actions to more extreme levels. she would encourage isolating you at work, abusing his authority (and her own), and so much more.
she would say certain things that would cause him to think about often. she would make comments on how dangerous it is at work, mention the people hitting on you, and just blatant "if i was her i'd wanna be taken away from everything."
shes also very for using marriage to trap a partner (what she did.) she mentions how she was able to help her fiancé adjust to her beliefs by getting engaged. once she gets married all artem is going to hear is her talk about how he should hurry up and trap you in a marriage (she will make sure you accept one way or another.)
i think this is one of the situations where artem would for sure kidnap you (before or after marriage smh celestine.) this also means he will treat you differently after kidnapping you.
although before artem was content with you just being there, no matter how you were reacting or treating him, now celestine tells him to crack down and bite these habits in the nub. punishments are now extreme isolation (maybe even sensory deprivation) and violent.
OH AND IMAGINE THE DOUBLE DATES CELESTINE PUSHES. i can just image poor reader and jeremy ramirez (celestines fiancé) sitting at a table eating food, looking at each other sympathetically while artem and celestine chat away about whatever. don't stare to much though, the dinner might end short and there will be an unpleasant ending.
#yandere tears of themis#yandere celestine supremacy#ask☁️💕#i have more asks im working on but this is shorter#sorry for the wait
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“Seashells”
i started this in July, forgot about it, then finally finished it. sorry for my absence college and work is fucking me in the ass rn… Anyways enjoy!
TW: just general yandere shit
They say seashells hold the sound of ocean waves.
When you first saw one half buried in the sand, you dug it out and something inside you lit up. So you began collecting them.
The years flew by and your collection grew and grew.
In your 3rd year of high school, you ran into a strange man at the beach.
He gestured to the bag of seashells you were holding. “That’s quite a lot of seashells.”
The man had white hair and wasn’t dressed for the beach. What an odd character...
You looked up from the sand at him, “Yeah, I collect them.”
You held the bag up and the shovel in your other hand.
“Why seashells? They’re just old, protective shells for sea animals.” He asked.
You smiled, despite being a bit angry at his ignorance.
“Do I need a reason to like seashells and collect them?” You asked him challengingly.
He seemed taken aback by your response, before shaking his head, “I guess not.”
“Well this will serve as a learning experience, so listen well. Seashells are a lot more than meets the eye,” You explained, “As you know, a seashell is usually the exoskeleton of an invertebrate. Seashells are commonly found in beach drift, which is natural detritus deposited along strandlines on beaches by the waves and the tides.”
“So?” He questioned.
“So, they’ve gone through many different times and places. It all ranges. They look the way they do because the color comes from the mollusk's environment. They’re beautiful, proof of history.” You held a few out.
“Interesting.” He smiled at your explanation. “I guess my time spent on land has been worthwhile.”
“What was that?” You asked, not hearing the last of what he said.
“Nothing, nothing.” He waved you off. “Though… return to the beach at a later date, and I might have something for you.”
You looked at him with confusion but nodded, “I won’t be back for a while, but I will return.”
“Oh, and what’s your name?” The man asked frantically.
“Y/N, yours?” You questioned.
“Azul.” The man smiled wider and you wave to each other, before leaving.
The next time you visited was during your winter break in your 4th year of high school. Not the best time to go in the water, but that wasn’t why you were there.
You wandered the beach looking for seashells and the white-haired man.
“Eh, why do we still come here again?” An odd voice sounded from behind a rock scaring you.
“He does have a good point.” A calm voice responded.
You lowered your body against the rock. You weren’t intentionally eavesdropping on their conversation, you were just a bystander searching for seashells and they happened to be talking loudly.
“Do I have to explain it AGAIN?” A familiar different voice answered sternly.
Could it be?
“Don’t you think this girl has forgotten you?” The odd voice teased.
“Even if they did, it’s pretty much tradition to return to this beach every break we get!” The familiar voice spoke again confirming your beliefs.
It was him.
“Why can’t we just return to the dorms? It's gotten so annoying and it’s not fair why we have to come!” The odd voice asked.
“I’ve never asked you to.” The familiar voice answered.
“How about we ask the person listening if it's fair.” The calm voice spoke.
How cliche! Welp, there’s no point in feigning ignorance.
“M-my bad…” You came out from behind the rock, before defending yourself, “You were the ones talking loudly!”
“Oh! I was just hoping to find someone to squeeze!” The owner of the odd voice chirped.
You shivered before looking at the group, two appeared to be twins, both with blue hair, but opposite haircuts. You looked at their eyes and noticed they had heterochromia, but once again opposite to each other. The other man was the same guy from years prior, Azul.
“It's you.” You pointed at the one with white hair, blue eyes, and a… even weirder outfit.
“Oh… It’s you.” Azul said with a smile.
“Your! W-wait they were actually real?!” The more laid-back twin exclaimed.
“Floyd. Did you really not believe they were an actual person all this time?” Azul asked, annoyed.
Floyd shrugged and looked at you up and down.
“You still collect seashells I see.” Azul gestured to your bag.
“Yeah, not as many though. I’ve been too busy with school and soon I have to start college.” You sighed while diverting your eyes from Floyd.
“What college do you plan to go to?” Azul smiled.
“Whatever I get into.” You reply.
“Good luck! Oh,” Azul looked at the two other guys, “Let me introduce you to these two. This is Jade and this is Floyd, they’re twins.”
You nodded in understanding. Although you still felt uncomfortable, as they were both staring right at you.
“Anyways… What’s with the strange outfits, not to be rude.” You reassure them.
“Oh, this… Just our dorm uniform!” Azul smiled.
What an odd dress code…
The sun began to set, the sky a mix of beautiful colors.
“Well,” You looked at the sky and then Azul, “it’s getting late. I’m sorry to cut this short. It was nice seeing you after all this time.”
Azul looked away with sadness before exclaiming, “Wait! I have something for you!”
You waited as he grabbed a bag from… somewhere? And dug through it frantically.
You patiently waited till he pulled his arm out, holding something.
“Oh my god.” You gasped.
He held an insanely pretty and alluring seashell.
“Where… Where did you get this?!” You exclaimed, grabbing his arm with pure adoration.
Azul flushed in the face, “I-I have my ways.”
Hah! How cryptic!?
“Please Azul!” You can’t direct your eyes away.
“It’s the gift I mentioned before.” He held it out to you.
You grabbed it and felt… emotional!
“Thank you, thank you. Thank you so much, Azul!” You analyzed it from all angles. “How can I ever repay you?”
“Oh, you don’t have to!” He smiled.
The sky darkened.
“I can’t just take this thought!” You exclaim while still looking at it.
Not like you’ll give it back, but you can’t do anything for him.
“In that case…” Azul went off in thought. “Keep it by your side always.”
You nod a bunch before realizing how late it had gotten.
“I'm so sorry, I have to go now.” You bow. “So nice to meet you Azul, Jade. Thank you again Azul, I’ll keep your wish. Hopefully, we can meet again.” You wave before leaving the other way.
April approached and you got into a good college, majoring in oceanography.
The seashell gifted to you by Azul was still enchanting and you brought it everywhere in the form of a necklace. The only problem was the fact that when it was held to a person's ear, it was silent.
You obviously knew seashells don’t really carry the sound of the sea, the phenomenon is caused by its shape and its effect on the air. So it’s quite impossible for it to be completely silent.
Time flew by and an unexpected event occurred.
A black carriage came for you meaning…
You got into Night Raven College.
You weren’t magicless (rarely using the magic you have), but you had never planned on becoming a mage. Despite this, your mother's insistence and the job opportunities, if you went, were too good to pass off.
When you arrived at orientation you surprisingly saw a familiar face. Although he didn’t see you, you saw him. Conversing with the new students. You couldn’t approach him though, you had to be assigned a dorm.
You walked up to the mirror and it read your soul as fitting to Octavinelle.
You looked over at the separated groups and heard a voice yell next to Azul “Octavinelle Dorm here!”
You walked over and tapped him on the shoulder.
“What do you think-” He turned around and stopped right in his tracks, “Y-Y/n?!”
“Azul!” You exclaimed happily. “What are you doing here?”
“O-oh, I’m the Housewarden of Octavinelle.” The man responded proudly, before looking down at your necklace. “You kept your promise.”
You laughed, “Of course and lucky for me, I’ll be staying at Octavinelle Dorm!”
He flushed for a second before his face returned to a cocky smile, “I’m glad to hear that!”
After everyone was enrolled, you followed Azul to the dorm and he showed you to your room.
Maybe these next few years will go well!
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Despite getting closer to Azul and the twins it seemed you were a walking bad charm. Every time you talked with someone they avoided you the next day and every time someone said anything positive about you they went missing. Most of the time it was stated that they were kicked out or never found again.
It took a bad turn on your mental state causing you to go to your only friends.
“How about signing a contract with me?” Azul smiled.
Knowing his reputation you thought hard. You should trust him. You’ve been friends for a long time then again...
“Sure, but I’m going to need some time to think.” You eventually respond.
“Ah yes, and it may take me some time to make a contract that will best suit your needs.” He smiled. “Expect nothing but the best.”
It seemed to get worse after that conversation with Azul.
What's worse is that people looked at you with... fear?
In times when Azul and the twins were busy, you found strength in that necklace. The beautiful seashell is a statement of your friendship with him.
But you forgot it one day.
“Hey, can you help me with this question?” A boy sitting next to you asked you.
You looked around. Was he talking to you?
“Me?” You look back at him.
He looked at you with confusion, before giving a look of realization, “Don’t worry I don’t easily believe rumors.
You grabbed at where your necklace usually is, to rid yourself of your anxieties, but you can’t rely on it now. You swallowed down your fears and helped him. You prayed to the seven for his safety.
Yet the next day he was fine. And the next. And the next. And the next, the next, the next.
You were always surprised to see each next day.
“The contract is ready.” Azul pulled it out as you sat on the couch across from him.
You started to wonder if you needed it. You talked with that one boy and he's still alive, not even avoiding you.
“I’m going to need time to think about it.” Azuls face fell into an unreadable expression for a split second but returned to his charming business smile. “Of course.”
You forgot your necklace again. Without it, you felt bare.
“Ugh... How much of the essay have you written?” The boy next to you asked, setting his head on his desk.
“O-oh, not a lot.” You laughed.
“How does he expect us to finish this essay in 2 days!?” He exclaimed.
“Hah, that's college for you!” You look at him.
“That's such bullshit.” He looked at you.
“Y-yeah!” You looked away, face flushed.
Somehow despite the necklace being beautiful, without it, you gained a confidence boost. At least you were able to talk to him. Maybe you didn’t need that contract.
You experimented by leaving the necklace at home the next day and talking to the guy next to you, then again the next, the next. Yet when you arrived another day he was gone.
Your heart dropped.
You imagined if he was here he’d probably say, “You're just overthinking!” Yet he wasn’t there the next day or the next.
You put the necklace back on.
Then you heard gossip from behind you.
“Did you hear? The guy that sits next to that one weird girl, broke his leg and his ribs due to an accident or something.”
You ran to the nursery.
Sure enough, he was there.
Your heart dropped.
You rushed to his side. He was wrapped in bandages. You knew the nursery was able to treat not just small injuries, but also accidents, as this was a magic school, and accidents are common.
Was this your fault?
You ran back to Mostro Lounge.
“Can we add something to the contract?” You asked out of breath.
He nodded.
“Can it guarantee the safety of the people I talk to?” You look at him helplessly.
“Yes let me make the minor adjustments.” He wrote on the contract and you impatiently waited.
“Done.” He set the contract down.
You looked over it briefly before not caring and signing it.
“Perfect!” He laughed.
“Did you even read it?” Jade asked from behind Azul.
“Kinda haha…” You looked away.
“How unfortunate.” He smiled.
You looked at him with confusion before finally reading it over.
You didn’t even know what Azul said the price was going to be. Although, even after reading it you didn’t really understand. So you read it again. And again.
“What does this mean?” You look at him.
The way he worded it made it over complicated and wordy.
Azul laughed at you, “To put it in simple terms, you will be able to talk and, to a certain extent, guarantee the safety of those close to you right now.”
You thought over his words, “Only right now?”
“Yes.” He nodded.
“T-that’s a scam!” You yelled out.
“Yet I’m afraid that what you signed. I thought you wanted this? To talk to people.” He gave you a look of confusion.
Well, as long as it guaranteed the safety of those close to you. It included the boy that sat next to you.
“What do you gain from all this?” You asked.
“Ah yes, the big question. ‘What do I gain from this?” He mocked you. “What I gain is your eternal loyalty and obedience.”
You stared at him for a few seconds, before bursting into laughter.
“You can’t be serious!?” You laughed harder.
“Oh, I guess I forgot one more thing!” He grabbed the contract pointing to a word, “Your love.”
You laughed even harder.
“Azul! Your so bad at jokes.” You cried.
All this laughter made you forget what your whole goal was. The boy in the nurse's office.
“I have to get going.” You got up frantically.
“Why?” He asked coldly catching you off guard.
“To tell you the truth, there was this guy who sat next to me in history. He got hurt due to some accident, but thanks to your contract he will be safe from here onward.”
“You may go.” Azul turned away from you.
You ran back to the office, despite feeling exhausted. When you arrived he was gone.
“Excuse me?” You went up to the nurse, who was busy with paperwork.
“Yes?” The nurse didn’t look up.
“What happened to the boy who was staying in that bed.” You pointed to it and the nurse looked up before he gave you a sympathetic look.
“I'm assuming you’re a friend.” He asked.
“Yes?” Your heartbeat sped up with anxiety.
“I-... I’m sorry. His state was critical so he was sent to the hospital and well... He has been reported to have,” The nurse paused, “passed away shortly after his arrival.”
Your heart dropped.
It was at times like these you were grateful for the friendship with Azul. So you sought him out once again.
“A-Azul…” You said in between sobs sitting next to him on the couch in Mostro Lounge.
He looked at you.
“My friend he…” You went off.
“He wasn’t your friend,” Azul stated coldly.
“Huh?” You looked at him with confusion.
“Y/N, why did you break our promise,” He looked down.
You thought hard about what he meant.
“What do you mean?” You set in between sobs.
“Azul~!” Floyd burst through the doors. “Aw, what’s wrong shrimpy?”
You looked up at him. He looked at you and then at the contract.
“Oh! I know, it's about your friend right!” Floyd laughed.
“H-how do you know about that?” You looked at him with shock.
“Hmm... I wonder~” Floyd smiled.
What was going on?
Why did Azul say that about your dead friend and how did Floyd even know about him? Then your mind went back to what Azul said.
Every time you met with your seat neighbor, you didn’t have the necklace.
You promised Azul you’d always have it with you. You broke his promise. Yet how did it all tie in? Did it have something to do with the odd fact that it was completely silent?
“Azul, I don’t think they understand,” Jade commented on your confused face.
Azul sighed and grabbed at the necklace around your neck, “Why did you leave it? I couldn’t hear anything for days and all I could see was your dark, empty dorm. I get maybe forgetting it once, but you kept forgetting. I knew as anyone would that it wasn’t accidental anymore-”
“Not true. You kept arguing that Y/N was just a forgetful person,” Floyd interrupted him, “Me and Jade how to drill it in your head that they-”
“Quiet Floyd.” Azul looked at him coldly then back at you. “I had the twins investigate what you did when you forgot it and then they told me something I could hardly believe.”
Azuls grip on your necklace tightened, “You were seeing a man behind my back.”
“What?” You looked at him with utter perplexity.
“You see,” Azul pulled your necklace in, along with you, “I had no choice but to have that homewrecker dealt with.”
He was spying on you using the necklace?
And the accident... It was all their doing.
You attempted to pull away from Azul, yet it was useless. Azuls' empty hand went to your face.
He caressed it.
“L-let me go. Y-you guys are disgusting... monsters! Freaks!” Your mind spiraled, spouting any insult you could think of and you whacked his hand away.
“Don’t you see,” Azul looked into your eyes, “I’m doing this all for our sake.”
Your skin crawled.
Disgusting.
Just as you were about to go on another rant Azul spoke, “Just be quiet, please.”
Your mouth shut.
“The contract is working,” Jade commented.
“I love you Y/N. Just stay with me.” Azuls voice softened and he pulled you into an embrace.
Thanks to that useless contract, you have no choice but to follow his words.
#yandere twisted wonderland#yandere twisted wonderland x reader#yandere twst#yandere azul#yandere azul ashengrotto#yandere azul x reader#yandere azul ashengrotto x reader#yandere#yandere x reader#yandere x y/n#twisted wonderland#twst#twisted wonderland☁️💕#fic☁️💕
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Halloween ToT Event
This got a lot more suggestive than I planned and mean luke, happy late halloween! (to be proofreadlater)
Luke
“…Subduing willful, overconfident prey is what I’m best at.”
Walking through the halls, a tray of food in your hands, you passed the animal heads you had previously killed.
You opened the door to the basement and made your way down.
“Perfect timing.” A man chained behind bars laughed at you.
You cocked a knowing smile at him, “Yes the full moon’s about to come out. I’ve always been curious about what happens to a werewolf during a full moon.”
“My consciousness is becoming blurry.” He responded.
You watch as he licks the cuts in his arms.
“Chains really suit me…” He laughs.
“As long as you're chained like that, you're as harmless as a puppy.” You tease him, setting down the food in his cell.
“Hah?!” He directs his view away with a look of anger.
You grab some cloths to treat his wounds.
Opening the cell he tenses.
“Relax…” You dip the cloth in water.
“They’ll probably quickly heal themself, but if you want to.” He shrugs.
You dap his cuts and he lets a painful gasp. You continue your work when his ears catch your eye.
Fluffy.
What would happen if you…?
“Hey, wait. Hold up! Put those hands down!” He yells out.
You stifle a laugh and continue to his tail.
“NO! The tail is worse!” He yells out.
“Is it the wounds?” You laugh. “No. That can’t be it, haha!”
“You know…” He goes off and turns away from you.
“Subduing willful, overconfident prey is what I’m best at.”
You hear the breaking of chains and before you have time to react, your arms are pinned above your head.
Was he faking being caught all this time?!
You struggle against him, before giving up, “What are you doing to do?”
You can still find a way to get out of this. Preserve your energy, think rationally.
“What am I going to do? To… bite you, of course.” He laughed, before pain erupted from your shoulder.
Vyn
“It looks like… we’ve become one.”
“Fear not. I will not hurt you.” A person walked into the room. “Still not willing to eat? It has been several days already.”
You looked at the man, no, the monster.
This monster forcefully turned you into… into being like him, all in the name of love. Your a monster. He’s a monster.
You looked away from him, but in return he got closer to you.
“Look,” He slit his hand, “Just drink.”
You couldn’t deny how good he smelled. How your mouth salivated at the open wound. The blood oozing out.
“You need not restrain yourself.” He put his hand towards you.
You turned away.
Don’t move.
You can’t…
“Mmm..!” Vyn responded to your bite into his hand.
You couldn’t control yourself, but oh how you didn’t regret it.
It was absolutely divine.
Grunts sounded through the room as you continued to drink.
You couldn’t stop. Drunk on the taste. Drunk on the feeling. It gave you a rush.
How could you have been missing out on this?!
“Hm, are you not naughty? Slow down…”
You continued at your pace.
“So this is how it feels. Strength leaving your body, but so blissfully.” He smiled.
You finally pulled away.
You were disgusted with yourself.
It tastes so good. You're a monster.
“Have you had enough already?” He looked at you.
You cringed at his words and he wrapped his arm around you.
Marius
“You won’t be able to leave me anymore”
How ironic it is for a succubus to be seduced by a human.
“How do I defend myself against succubuses?” You ask him.
“Oh? Where is this coming from?” Marius smiled amusingly. “Well… Look at me.”
You did as he said and in return he snickered, “Hmm.. Do you feel like you want something more?”
You flushed and grabbed his horns.
“H-hey! Mm…” His stutter caught you off guard. “Not the horns.”
“Is that a challenge?” You smile, starting to caress them.
Oh, how enchanting you are. How arrogant.
He grabbed both your wrists, pulling them away. You let out a surprised gasp, slowly look at him.
“Devils are dangerous creatures, but they all have a weak point. Do you want to know what it is?” He asked you.
“U-uh.. Yes?” You tried pulling your hand away, but to no avail.
“When meeting their beloved, they’ll sacrifice themselves and…” He went off. “they’ll do anything to have their beloved.”
You, mistakingly, looked at him with confusion. Ignoring any hints he was trying to drop.
Looking straight into his eyes.
“Want to escape?”
A daze came over your mind. All you could think of was him.
“You won’t be able to leave me anymore.”
Artem
“After all… If I can’t control my actions it means that… I may harm you in the future.”
You knew early on.
Your brand new android had… weird quirks?
He reacted like a human. He flushed when you got close, tensed at times, etc.
To be fair you confirmed your theories pretty quickly.
“Looks like you're right. My internal program seems to have caught a virus.”
Yet his confirmation just added to the thrill.
“What are you thinking, master?” Artem walked into the room with a book.
“What is that?” You asked coldly.
He was dejected at your reaction, but answered, “A book I wanted to try and read with you…”
You turned to the otherside of the bed.
“Hey I know you're mad about… all this, but-”
“All this?!” You repeat angrily. “You're holding me against my will, Artem. You’re going against my orders!”
“I warned you though.” Artem looked away.
He’s right.
You recalled your conversation from earlier.
“Are you sure you won’t get me fixed, master?” Artem asked setting down the breakfast he made.
“No, no… It’s fine! I feel more relaxed.” You take a few bites of his food.
“Thank you. After all… If I can’t control my actions it means that… I may harm you in the future.” He admitted.
“I’m sure you won’t.” You reassured him.
Oh, what an utter fool.
Never, would you have guessed you’d be handcuffed to a bed.
You tried commanding him one more time, “Release me.”
Artem set the book on the table, looking sad.
“Artem. Now.” You struggled against the restraints.
“I’ve read before, a way to help calm humans… A way to…” He blushed, “Make them feel happy.”
You gagged at his words.
“I love you master. I’ll protect you from everyone, including yourself.”
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halloween story will be posted a day late (tomorrow) IM SO SORRY
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happy birthday!!
TYSM!!
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