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silky-nereid · 3 months

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— never meet your idol

tw : manipulative behavior, obsessive behavior, implied stalking, minor and major injuries, degrading behavior.

yandere!race car driver x racer!reader

Yandere! Race car driver who had idolized you ever since you stepped foot on the track and always watched in awe at every race you competed at.

Yandere! Racer car driverthat buys every single merchandise that was created of you and watches every single interview that you do.

Yandere! Racer car driver who trained to be a racer just to see you in action and to race against you.

He smiled softly despite his hands aching on the steering wheel and he struggled to breathe in your very presence. You were a god trapped in flesh that you decided to grace him with your very presence to welcome him in the competition.

“You’re going to do great.” You pressed your forearm against the bottom window. “I just know it.”

Yandere! Race car driver who purposely lets you win during races and when interrogated by the casters he fakes the truth and says that something went wrong in the inside of the car.

Yandere! Race car driver who has a minor hand injury during one of the races which isn’t serious as it seems because he bounces back fast.

Yandere! Race car driver who’s near a wall drinking water before the race and accidentally overhears you talking to your sponsor about issues; mainly about you who’s refusing to update your race car since times are changing and you refuse to change.

Yandere! Race car driver who meets you again at the grand competition which he knows that this is your ninth win in this year’s grand competition.

You had just passed him, the voice of your crew chief echoed in your helmet. Your gloved hands trembling which the straps across your body felt that it got tighter and tighter. Your blurred vision saw the difference; a blob of mixed colors fizzling past you.

You haven't gotten a good night's sleep in days after a phone call by your agent. Talking about a replacement, they can’t discard their star like garbage and cut immediate ties from them, you were still in your prime right?

Clouds of smoke surrounded you, where did it start and where did it end. Driving past the wrecks and thrashing to the right side then the left by the cars that decided to try and continue the competition.

Yandere! Race car driver who wins his first grand competition but is devastated seeing you wheeled away in gurney; badly injured from the wreck. It wasn’t supposed to be this bad, right?

Yandere! Race car driver who begrudgingly pretends to not care about the situation but it’s crumbling him from the inside.

Yandere! Race car driver who visits you in the hospital as you’re in the bed, surrounded with flowers and get well soon cards on the bedside tables.

Tubes were sticking in your right arm, the whites of your eyes still remained, having bits of red scattered.

“How was it?” You asked.

“Where should I put this?” He held the glass vase filled with multiple color flowers. “How was what?”

“Right there.” You point to the somewhat empty spot on the counter. “What did I do to deserve the very visit from the tenth winner?”

“I just wanted to see how you were doing.” He gently placed the glass vase on the counter. “Will you be able to race next time?”

“Please go,” you stated. “I don’t want any more visits today.”

Yandere! Race car driver who looks through every media source to see if you’ll be racing next time but his heart breaks seeing that your sponsor threw you away and giving your prized number to a second newcomer.

Yandere! Race car driver who desperately tries to see any new interviews that you were begrudgingly taking; how sickly and tired you looked in each clip of the interview.

Yandere! Race car driver who ‘so happens’ to run into you when you’re shopping for meals and you seemed to look terrible in person. He seems even more concerned about you and how deeply he wants to root himself in your life.

Yandere! Race car driver who slowly becomes your friend and occasionally gets to see you smile and laugh. It was so much better in person rather than in the videos.

Yandere! Race car driver who invites you over to his home and remembers to hide his merchandise at the last minute and simply is infatuated with your very presence.

Yandere! Race car driver who accidentally sees you during one of the bad days of your recovery process. He knows that you’re upset and desperately tries to lighten your mood up but it only seems to sour it more.

“Why are you still here?” You asked. “You’re here just to pity me, aren’t you? You’re going to leave me when the season starts again.”

“No,” he responded,” I’m not going to leave you. You must’ve been so lonely, I’m here to stay. Let me help you, please. I promise that I will never leave you.”

“That’s what they all said.” You got up from sitting down on a couch, teeth gritted from the remaining shocks of pain. “Please just go.”

Yandere! Race car driver who still visits you and desperately tries to help you get better mentally despite you occasionally not answering the door.

Yandere! Race car driver who begrudgingly attends a competition but he yearns to stay with you since he’s gotten addicted to your very presence.

Yandere! Race car driver who immediately returns into your presence after every competition and you smile each time since he’s just a friend, right?

He smiled softly at you, his hands gently massaged the aching parts on your limbs with soft groaning escaping your lips.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” He asked. “You’re not this quiet.”

“Why did you do it?” You turned to look at him. “Why?”

“Do what?” He replied.

“You made me lose everything,” you stated. “Why, please just tell me why me? Did someone pay you to ruin everything for me?”

“Nobody paid me.” He smiled. “I just needed to do it, I wanted you to look my way. Just this once, your smiles and laughter were so addictive to me. I needed more, you understand don’t you?”

You moved away from him but he decided to grab your wrist and pull you back to him.

“Let go!” You stated.

“I won’t let go not now,” he said. “Remember you’re just a washed up racer, nobody is going to want you all injured and broken like this. I have stayed with you when nobody else did, why do you want me to pull away now?”

#yandere imagines #tw yancore #tw yandere #tw manipulation #yandere male x reader #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere idea #yandere oc x reader #yandere prompt #yandere fanfiction #yandere fic #yandere racer x reader #inspired by cars

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hawnks · 6 months

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Enough dancing around it.

I need a loverboy. One who is insane though. Plans out in excruciating detail all the firsts (firsts dates first kisses first oral fem receiving), loves to gift roses and champagne, says I love you every ten minutes and always means it sincerely and with his whole heart. Takes everything incredibly seriously, cherishes every moment with his lover, would literally kill someone for hurting his little puppy and probably already has.

#SIGH.#once again.#tw yandere #cw yandere #one day I will dismount the yandere horse but for now it Carries me onward #perhaps I will make this boy #call me daddy Frankenstein #I’m just thinking about like #you give him your hand and he lights up like a dog with a treat #like it’s a GIFT #like every moment you spend with him is incredible and important and he loves to gush to you about how much EVERYTHING means to him #like the character concept is Romantic Dialed up to One Hundred #the trade off is when things are going poorly. well. he feels his feelings.#yknow?#Jasper is ALMOST this but like. he’s too willing to be unromantic #he’ll bang in the back of his car and think the sounds the suspension is making is HILARIOUS #this other boy-type…. will still bang in the back of the car but would instead be focusing on how strong the love must be that they can’t #even wait to get to a bed #squawk tag

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hufflepuffwritingstuff2 · 6 months

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Meeting Jasper

Jasper Masterlist

Y/N drove down the highway, forest on either side of her for miles. It was pitch black out, with out even a sliver of moonlight to illuminate anything. She had her high beams on, but it didn’t help much. Suddenly, a deer jumped out into the road. Y/N swerved, slamming on the breaks. The deer leapt away to safety. Y/N breathed a sigh of relief, about to put her foot back on the gas when another, much larger car slammed into her from the other lane. The sound of metal-on-metal assaulted Y/N’s ears. Her car skidded, right into a tree. Y/N’s head hit the steering wheel, and she was out. The offending driver raced off, engine revving as it surpassed the speed limit.

…

Jasper made his way through the woods, looking for his dinner when he heard it. A terrible, loud scraping metallic sound. His red eyes widened, his head turning to the source of the noise. He scuttled over, seeing a car wrapped around a tree on the other side of the road. Looking both ways, Jasper quickly crept across the road. He examined the interior, seeing a girl in the driver’s seat, nearly unconscious. Jasper bit his lip, he knew his kind and humans didn’t mix well, mostly because of the latter’s fear of the former, but he couldn’t just leave her. She had a nasty cut on her head, possibly from the broken glass everywhere.

…

Y/N stirred to the feeling of being rocked gently, and the sound of footsteps moving quickly. She blinked her eyes open and looked up, trying to make something out aside from the splitting pain in her head. Upon perceiving this pain, she groaned quietly.

“Shh,” a voice soothed, “you’re alright. I know it hurts, but I’m going to help you.”

The paramedics must have found her, that would explain why there were so many footsteps- it must be a whole team. Her eyes drifted shut of their own accord.

…

When Y/N woke properly, she felt a gentle pressure on her head, and surprisingly, very little pain. She had been laid down on a soft surface, and she heard someone rummaging through something. She opened her eyes and sat up, though the action sent a wave of dizziness through her.

“Huh?” she mumbled.

Instead of an ambulance or a hospital room, she seemed to be in some kind of cave. On every wall of the cave, there were giant spider webs. Lanterns hung from some of the webs, illuminating the space with a dim glow. She looked down and noticed that she was laying in some kind of web hammock.

“HUH!?” she repeated, much more panicked this time.

“Oh, thank goodness,” a voice echoed.

Y/N whipped her head around (ouch) and saw something from her nightmares. The upper half of a human… with the lower half of a giant spider. Y/N couldn’t help what happened next… she screamed. A loud, ear-splitting shriek while she attempted to clamber out of the hammock. Unfortunately, she only managed to tangle herself up in it.

The creature held its clawed hands up in a placating gesture. It stepped over the first aid kit it had been rummaging through, and approached Y/N slowly.

“My name is Jasper,” the creature said, “I’m not going to hurt you.”

Y/N’s breaths came in short gasps. There were many things in this world she was prepared to deal with, but spiders- especially human-spider hybrids- were not one of them. She tried to wrangle herself out of the hammock, but her leg was quite caught up.

“Please stop, you’ll rumple your bandages and pull your stitches,” Jasper said gently.

Bandages? Y/N put a hand to her head. Those weren’t bandages- those felt like thick, stringy webs! There was more webbing on her arms and legs. She was going to be spider-dinner! Y/N continued to struggle, as Jasper inched closer and closer. Eventually, he closed the distance between them and gripped her by the shoulders. Y/N froze in fear.

“I’m sorry, but I can’t have you hurting yourself,” Jasper sighed, “hold still.”

Jasper tilted Y/N’s neck and bit right into it, depositing his venom into her system. Y/N’s breath hitched; she immediately lost feeling in her entire body. Her breaths still came in short and fast, but she couldn’t scream anymore- she couldn’t move anymore!

“There, now let me have a look at you.”

Jasper examined Y/N’s web wrappings and tutted. Red seeped through the one wrapped around her head.

“I’ll have to redo the stitches,” he sighed.

Jasper untangled the hammock and laid Y/N back inside it. He went to the first aid kit and grabbed a needle and thread, returning to her. He pulled off the webbing on Y/N’s forehead and hissed in sympathy.

“Looks pretty bad,” he said, “I do wish you hadn’t panicked.”

Jasper made short work of the cut, stitching it back up neatly, trying to be as gentle as possible. Y/N whimpered as the needle slid in and out of her skin.

“Shh, all done,” Jasper said, casting his tools aside.

Jasper considered Y/N for a moment.

“I can’t have you running off as soon as the venom wears off,” he thought aloud, “I don’t want to scare you… but…”

Jasper spewed webbing from his mouth and began to wrap Y/N snugly in webbing. By the time he was finished, only her head and neck were exposed. Tears welled in Y/N’s eyes, and she whimpered quietly. Jasper gently laid her back down in the hammock.

“Try to rest,” he said, “I’ve given you painkillers already, but I’ll have more for you in a few hours.”

…

Jasper scurried off to the front of his cave. He paced back and forth, trying to figure out what to do. He couldn’t just let the poor thing go, she was injured, probably concussed, and he didn’t need her running off to the other humans to tell them all where he lived. He glanced back inside his cave. Well, she was pretty cute… maybe he could keep her?

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ozzgin · 3 months

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I miss the yakuza pookies 😔 I hope they're doing well

They will briefly return for a Valentine's Day spinoff special, anon. My bad, forgot to include it in the masterlist.

(Afterwards too once I find a new plot idea, of course.)

#yandere yakuza #daitou #kazuya #not to spoil you but there'll be some foggy car windows

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sadlyiamgay · 5 months

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Yandere Genshin Men Brainrot

Im going fucking insane. Anyways have any of you guys played silly or furry wisher? It's like a cute and funny genshin ripoff, a little boring at times but I enjoy clicking away in slime valley. While playing though an idea popped into my brain, "what if the real genshin characters (that's hopelessly inlove with you) finds out the reason why you haven't played genshin in a while? Only to realize that you're playing a genshin meme game" And then these men go and hack the shit out of the game because monika vibes I love. Uh might update from time to time, thie will only include Zhongli and Neuvillette (they're literally the only well built 5 stars I have. How the fuck do we build genshin characters I'm so confused)

By the way check out the games (Silly Wisher, Furry Wisher). It's fun and amusing

--ZHONGLI: His reaction to the realization of you playing an.. Odd ripoff(?) Game was one of pure amusement, the Geo archon couldn't blame you either, I mean, your poor little head couldn't handle the amount of unfinished and WAY too hard quests, he thought you were taking a break, but after a while (when you eventually and finally returned) he finds out pretty quickly from your small mumbles and comments that he oh so always adores, and out of pure curiosity decided to break out of the game codings and go through your apps, seeing two new odd games on your phone, Silly wisher and.. Furry.. Wisher..? Of course he broke in the new favorite games you had in your device, and cooing at the fact that you *still* main and favor him even in these joke games. He also quickly realized that he could easily possess the John Lee (he was a little offended by the name, but quickly laughed along when he heard you wheeze everytime you played the game) as well as Meatball. Quickly making both the characters extremely and suspiciously.. **Overpowered.**

"... Wait. Since when did Johnny do 100k damage??? Is this what happens if you level them up to level 15??? "

- YOU, mumble, absolutely amused and still giggling after listening to Dr. Snek's voiceline. Zhongli smiles, happy that you were enjoying your gameplay, he felt grateful, even though he was a little upset that you decided to play some ripoff game instead of properly spending time with him, Zhongli was happy that he didn't have to hide his lovestruck and flustered face, in the real game he always tried his best to mess with the camera so that it would never face him, he used to be able to hide his true emotions, but overtime it got harder. Extremely, harder (haha that's what she said). So it was a breath of fresh air on seeing you without you yourself seeing him, letting himself indulge in fantasies that he could never think of whenever you were around. Especially with the other game too. He could stare at you all the time, and you'd brush it off. Each time Meatball came around and jumped into the screen you'd coo, making him fall harder (down the stairs of) inlove with you. Each time you needed a copy of him for the whole "gene splicer" He'd come home willingly. Hell, there was a pull you did once that consisted of him and only him. He of course didn't question the fact that the dog version (that sounds so wrong) of him has alot kids. But he brushes it off. Replacing the thought of his genetics being merged is weird, into a fantasy where all those merged, genetically made kids were yours and his.

Congratulations, you gave this old man wattpad fantasies. Fucking hell, he wants to pull you into the game to do that. Though, that thought can and should wait. For now, he wants to watch and stare at you longer. *Just* a little longer.

--NEUVILETTE, the hydro dragon was always a man with (questionable) morals. But even he, the mascot of Justice has his limits. He was upset at the fact that you weren't as active as before, sure he sympathized with your overwhelmed situation (especially since it was he who activated half the quests), but that mean you can literally just leave like that. It wasn't his fault that his curiosity about the game you kept mumbling about made him break out of the game he's bounded in. What was his reaction to Hydropump Judge and Judgy Cat? Well, he laughed. Not because he was upset, but because he was *still* favored. He was still your main. Even if there was no differences in attacks when it came to grinding in slime valley. So he rewards you with extremely overpowered and multiple copies of him, it also doesn't help the fact that he could literally also just stare at you for hours and hours. And you still brush it off. You weren't weirded out. You weren't reporting to the game developers. Unlike when you felt uncomfortable when he forced the camera to not be able to move and freezing the option to switch through the characters. Just you and him. Eye to eye.

"Man I wished you had a voiceline, Neuvi. I mean, your banner description in this game is absolutely hilarious, but I genuinely want another funny audio. Aside fron Dr. Snek"

-YOU mumble as you kept spamming the attack button, watching your highscore be passed, you questioned why the character was able to hit high numbers, but you didn't question it, you never did. Brushing it off and thinking that it must be because he had the highest level out of everyone. Neuvillette smiles. Happy, satisfied and lovestruck at how calm and adorable you were. He loved your expressions, all of it. But he *adored* your relaxed state. Since it was rare to see you like this. He wished the Fontaine update and his banner came earlier when you joined the game.

...Maybe he should lower the world level himself? He wants to see you in this state more often. He wants to see you happy and carefree, proud that you finally finished your quests. He thought of this as he kept staring at you through Judgy cat. You had fallen asleep, not minding the fact that he was on screen a while ago. You didn't question it, since it was part of the games anyways. Seeing you in such a state makes him want to break out of your damn electronic and drag you with him. But that can wait, for now he should think of a way to make you play genshin more often.

#I got hit by a car today #Sagau genshin #WHAT THE FUCK does Sagau mean #Yandere i think??#Zhongli my love #neuvilette genshin

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stupid-sloot-headcanons · 6 months

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darling who does everything they can to escape the compound Arkham Knignt Jason brought them to because they believe Bruce needs to know that Jason is alive! Jason wasn’t there when it happened, but Darling saw how concerned Bruce was when it was clear Jason was missing, how the stress of guilt ate away at him as the months went by, how the criminals of Gotham became a bit more beat up than usual

Bruce needs to know, for his sake as well as Jason’s, and once Darling gets in contact with Batman he can help Darling convince Jason to leave this crusade of his, that Bruce actually cared so much for him and did everything he could to find him while he thought he was alive.

Jason would not be happy to learn that this is the sole reason why Darling wants to leave him. It’s as if Darling, the one person he loves and cares for most in the world, the only person he feels never forgot about him, is siding with Bruce and not him. Darling tries to reassure Jason that they love him still, which is why they need to get Batman, so that they can bring him home. But Jason is too embroiled in his hatred of Bruce and the trauma of what happened to think clearly. He may not believe that Darling is “betraying” him (his love for them out weighs any negative feelings he may feel for them) but that Bruce somehow manipulated them to abandon Jason too

He would be convinced that Bruce had lied to Darling to not come off as the callous bastard Jason KNEW he was. Bruce was just trying to hide the truth from you, he ALWAYS lies for the sake of the mission. The greater good.

"He's been lying to Jim about his own daughter being Batgirl and Oracle. He's been lying to Gotham and the world with his playboy persona to distance himself from someone as serious as Batman. Hell, right now he's lying to Barbara's boyfriend, my replacement, about me taking her so he can focus on making a cure for Joker's blood! I have their comms recorded right here!

I...I'm not mad at you. I didn't mean to yell. Come here. I believe you when you say you're doing this because you love me. But siding with Bruce when he abandoned me isn't going to help. And deep down, I don't care what Bruce really thought. He still left me to die and moved on like I didn't matter. Joker still ruined me. And I'm still going to get my revenge. I'm not going to let Bruce convince you to abandon me under the guise of it being "the right thing." The right thing is for you to stay here with me, and then once he's dead we can find out what to do with what's left of me."

#.dc #.arkhamverse #.jason todd #.arkham knight #yandere dc #yandere arkhamverse #yandere jason todd #yandere arkham knight #valid criticism of AK having multiple women be kidnapped/killed to fuel Bruce's manpain aside...#Barbara fighting tooth and nail/crashing the armored car/cleverly hiding data for Batman to track down is still fucking sick #like as Oracle she can still use escrima sticks and martial arts. she will beat your ass and roll over you with her wheels

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saintshigaraki · 8 months

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crazy that yan werewolf toji is still on the mind

#just thinking about…waking up in a cabin you don’t recognize….with an injured leg…after you went out hiking the day before #with a very foggy memory of how you got said leg injury and no way of getting back without help #and the man who found you whose cabin you’re currently in seems nice enough #just. gruff. but he doesn’t own a car which is extremely strange considering he’s in such an isolated cabin #and of course there’s no cell connection. so it seems you’ll just have to stay with him #until he decides you’re healed enough to make the journey back to civilization #that day will never come btw #vicspeaks #yandere tw

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yandere-toons · 2 years

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Release the cars hcs bestie..I wanna see everything and everything you're willing to show us. Your grasp on character psychology is such a modivator and inspiration, so I'm always happy to see what you make!

Chick Hicks (Platonic & Romantic Headcanons)

WARNING: references to car crashes, violence, psychological manipulation, toxic mindset.

A.N. - Ka-chicka.

PLATONIC:

Chick Hicks is virulently competitive and has no patience for other cars getting in his way, so taking an interest in someone who is not him is both an insult and a challenge in his eyes. If that someone happens to be racing for the Piston Cup, Chick tries his hardest to knock them out of the racing circuit.

Rampant aggression and taunts are coming their way as he slams into them and blows out their tires in every race, doing everything he can to make them crash. This hostility does not stop at the end of the racetrack, however. Chick has a particular fondness for lambasting his so-called opponent in interviews.

If the supposed rival is not a racer, Chick is all the more offended. He considers himself and his career in racing to be superior to others, and the extent of his capacity to hold a grudge is limitless. Once he lands a talk show years after the fact, one of his first decisions is to invite them onto the show with the intent of rebuking them on live television.

Receiving compliments from Chick is a common enough occurrence, but his compliments are almost always a roundabout way of congratulating himself. He believes friendship to be inevitable because, in his mind, he is desirable and deserves thanks for offering his attention.

ROMANTIC:

Despite his tendency to lie and brag about how perfect the relationship is while the cameras are rolling, he does not like to hear the other racers talk about it. Unless they are speaking out of envy, Chick interprets their interest as a threat. Every time Lightning teases him for getting rebuffed, or The King schools him on how to treat his partner, he becomes defensive and excessively destructive in the following race.

Chick likes to compare the performances and abilities of other racers to his own, often giving exaggerated or misleading accounts of his successes. Fueled by a craving for victory, Chick hunts for validation in the relationship. He achieves this by putting down others and dominating every interaction with boasting.

It is nigh impossible to have a productive conversation with him because he only listens to positive reinforcement and interrupts or ignores any disagreement. Getting an honest word in becomes a Sisyphean task, as all Chick wants to hear is blind praise and laughter after he tells a joke at someone else's expense.

Dumping him leads Chick to erroneously think that getting the media involved will garner support for his outrage. Instead, the outpouring of backlash against him and his actions further solidifies his poor reputation.

Do anything you want with my work, but never make me boring!

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eternally-frozen · 1 year

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A deer in the headlights

Synopsis: You date doesn’t show up after hours of you waiting. In frustration you drive over to Pantalone’s house, knowing he’ll always comfort you. Little did you keep in mind that deers run around at this time of the year.

Warning: Yandere, car crash, implicated kidnapping/human trafficking, Pantalone is rich, dead/mangled body

Note: I am back. For now...

Special thanks to @teabutmakeitazure. You’re amazing and a literal angel. Thank you for reading through this and telling me it’s not shit XD

"Hey, it’s me. Your phone has been on voicemail for a while now – you’re probably asleep, but I'm almost at your house. I know, I know, I shouldn't come to your house in the middle of the night but once again, you were right."

There is a short silence. The road ahead is barely lit up and abandoned for the most part. It’s no surprise that the banker lives in a big house isolated from the busy capital.

"It’s really annoying y’know. I wish I could see through people like you do."

You sigh. You’re rambling again, how embarrassing.

You hope Pantalone leaves his voicemails unread, but you know better.

“Anyways, I’m almost at your home. I got the key to the gates, so I’m entering your property. Sorry, not sorry.”

There is a short silence before you end the voicemail. You previously had the phone on loudspeaker, and although you know you shouldn’t drive and call, the road to Pantalone’s home was – and will always be – abandoned.

You’ve never seen a single car on this road.

Your headlights illuminate the black road more than the dim lights on the side of the path do.

Hours before you'd been getting ready for a date that ended up ghosting you. It wasn't the first time you'd been in a fancy restaurant either. Nowadays the dating apps had been full of losers that'd leave you without ever showing up.

Not to mention how awkward you felt when you arrived at the restaurant sitting alone for an hour or so on the table hired for two.

You wonder why those assholes bother at all to reserve tables when they're never planning to show up.

The ride is silent and your thoughts feel like they’re getting louder and louder. You still somewhat await a call from him. If it turns out he'd really been asleep you'd feel extremely guilty to bother him for something as stupid as being abandoned on your first date.

The longer you think about it, the better the idea of adopting a cat sounds.

As you continue forward, the gates surrounding property come in sight.

It still surprises you how much he owns. He lives miles away from his neighbor. He's got a charming personality but he always seemed to appreciate the quiet over the chaos in the capital of Snezhnaya.

You can't blame him.

As your car rides past the open gates the forest part of his property comes in view. Or, that’s the best way to describe it at least. A hundred meters filled with trees and nature before you actually approach his house.

Your frown turns into a smile when you hear the upbeat tune of your ringtone.

“Pantalone!” You hold your phone to your mouth.

“Darling, would you be so kind to tell me where are you right now?”

You raise an eyebrow.

“Did or did you not listen to the voicemail.” You ask. If he asks you that question he surely already knew you were on the way, but in your voicemail you had told him you’d be approaching his house, and that was a few minutes ago.

You heat some voices in the background on his end of the call. In confusion you take your eyes off the road, adjusting your volume to hear him better.

“Are you busy?”

You take a quick look forward and then turn back to your phone again.

In a split second you hear a crash. You let go of the gas button and the hand that had still been on the steering wheel drifts to your right side until the car crashes into yet another force.

You momentarily are stuck unable to breath, the wind got pushed out of your lungs and you have trouble to fully grasp what had happened.

Did a deer wander around his property..?

“Y/n!” You hear Pantalone’s voice through your phone from a distance. Did your phone get thrown back to the back or front during your crash?

He seems to be talking to some other people.

The voices from the phone make your head throb louder and you find yourself climbing out of your seat.

Just walk it off, walk it off.

Your body sways and you put your hand onto your car to keep yourself upright.

When you look at the front window of you car you realise that the window had broken into millions of pieces. They litter the inside of your car and the outside. There’s blood as well. You don’t feel pain, is it the adrenaline?

Right.

The deer.

You continue to block out the voices coming from your phone as you make your way around the car, still one of your hands pushed against it, until you’re facing the road.

Now that your car is facing the trees it’s hard to make out what’s on the street.

Still, it’s hard to miss the silhouette crawling forward.

You lift a hand to your head.

A silhouette?

You blink a few times. The world is still spinning and you force your eyes closed for a few moments. The voices in the background become louder and louder, making your head hurt more and more. Your body starts to feel less warm and pain suddenly floods over your being.

The silhouette on the floor is still there when you open your eyes.

It seems to be crawling forward away from the house.

Right…

Pantalone.

You turn around back to the car. You need to let him know to call for an ambulance.

A light blinds your face and your headache becomes unbearable until it moves away from you.

When you follow the light you see the girl crawling forward on the pavement.

Her clothes are ripped, blood pools up around the middle of her body and she seems awfully skinny, underweight even.

Did you hit…

“Y/n.” Pantalone shields the sight from you with his body and his eyes move over your body.

“Can you move?” He asks.

His figure is hazy, you see his head move around but you can’t see where he’s looking at. You don’t really process what he’s saying any more.

“Let’s get you inside, alright?”

He seems calm…so, you’re fine.

Pantalone wouldn’t lie to you.

You got into a car crash because you hit a deer and in shock you ran into a tree, you hit your head and now you’re dizzy.

Simple.

A hand moves you forward and you follow. You see many lights as you continue forward, you hear many voices too, but Pantalone’s is next to you. His warmth makes you continue forward.

•

The next time you open your eyes, you’re in Pantalone’s room.

You know this because he once showed you his collection of Liyuen jewerly after you couldn’t decide whether to get it yourself or some from Inazuma.

The sun is up and your headache has died down. When you look outside you can see that the sun is above the horizon. It looks like it’s the late morning already.

You think of last night.

You can clearly remember the date-gone-wrong, the crash too, but you can’t recall how you got to Pantalone’s house. Did you pass out?

You know you shouldn’t have called without driving, and you know you shouldn’t have assumed his roads would be abandoned as always,

But…

Was it really a deer that got in your way..?

As you shovel through your memories, you hear Pantalone enter the room unannounced. His expression shifts from a frown to something you’d describe as relief.

He apologises for entering before knocking.

“It’s alright. I’m the one who should say sorry. I…”

You frown, trying to remember what happened. “I can remember crashing my car but anything after that is fuzzy.” You stop for another moment, “It’s like my brain stopped working.”

Pantalone sits down on the edge of the bed and he places his hand near yours. “The doctors told me you had a concussion. Nothing time can’t fix, but you should remain here in my care until you’ve fully healed.”

You put your hands up in a defending motion and give an chuckle. “I’ve already made a big enough mess. I wouldn’t want to bother you more.”

You place your hands down onto the blanket that covers your legs. You are dressed in an oversized pajama, you assume it’s Pantalone’s, and you wonder where your own clothes are.

Pantalone tilts his head and eyes you over his glasses. You know that look, he’s sent it many times before when you told him you met yet another seemingly perfect guy. It’s a look that warns you, something to remind you of the reality.

He places his hand on yours, you realise he’s wearing gloves today, and he squeezes gently.

“You can depend on me, my dear. I’ve already informed my costumers that meetings in my house will be put off for the upcoming week.”

You sigh, a mix of disappointment in yourself and frustration.

“I’m really sorry. I know I shouldn’t call and drive but-“ You groan in frustration, bringing your knees to your chest and burying you head into your hands. “I just didn’t realise deers can waltz into your property.”

You fling your hand forward in frustration. “Just my luck.”

It’s silent for a moment and you grow nervous thinking Pantalone might be mad. When you lift your head up from your knees you look up at him.

He has one of his hands under his chin. He appears to be lost in thought, slightly frowning and lips pursed.

“Pantalone?”

His head moves to turn towards you. His frown turns into a soft smile and he puts his hand on your knee. “Just thinking.”

He continues, “I’ll make sure to fix everything for you. In the meantime, take some time to rest, my dear. I shall be here if you need anything.”

You nod and he stands up, patting your knee affectionately before he disappears back into the corridor.

As much as his presence calms you, you have a certain feeling of dread.

You’re missing something.

You try to sum up last night’s events one more time.

Date, he doesn’t show up, you decide to go to Pantalone instead of home, you cant reach him, you leave a voicemail… He calls back and you crash when you adjust your volume.

Why did you adjust your volume?

The background noise.

Right, you adjusted the volume and looked away, but you didn’t crash into the tree immediately. Something ran from the woods into the street, right where you were riding.

You remember vaguely getting out of the car, but you’re uncertain.

‘At least I’m not hurt.’

When you try to go back to sleep you find yourself unable to. A vague imagine of a mangled body comes up in your mind over and over again.

You sit up and hoist the covers from your form.

Pantalone always favored exported silk and rich feathered blankets and pillows. When you step out of his bed you’re met with the cruel winter cold.

It’s almost enough to keep you forever in his bed.

But curiosity takes over your body and you find yourself walking over to the window.

The curtains are closed but you lift one side.

In the sunlight the main road is visible up till it reaches the gate.

Your car is gone,

But you see the long trail of blood on the street.

The imagine of the mangled woman pops up in your head once more. Her dirty and worn out clothes, her leg that had been twisted at an inhumane angle, her bones that stuck out from beneath her skin.

“Y/n.”

You let the curtain fall from your grasp and you turn around.

Another flash pops up in your mind. You remember the man that walked up to you with the flashlight, the other people who Pantalone yelled at, the way the woman started begging for her life when one of the men crushed her skull with his boot.

Two hands place themselves sturdy on your shoulders. You snap out of your shock and you jolt backwards, or you try to. Pantalone’s hands keep you in place.

His expression is calm, friendly, as ever. His eyes remain closed and he users you back to his bed, telling you that you’re still unwell and that you need rest.

You ask him about the woman.

“My dear, whatever you think you saw, you brain is shaken from the crash. When I, alone, came to your car you were already passed out. I ended up calling one of my friends who works as a vet to pick up the dead dear and another friend to take your car away.”

He gently brushes his fingers from your forehead to your cheek before placing them at his side once more.

“The doctors already told me something like this might happen.”

He looks solemnly down at you.

“That, my dear, is why you should stay here. I can take care of you until you’re healed.”

You nod your head. It’s slow and unsure, but you nod and place your trust in Pantalone. You’ve been friends for so long… He wouldn’t lie to you.

You laugh shortly.

“Why would there be a woman running around at night on your property anyways.”

He opens his eyes halfway.

“Right.”

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