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dotster001 · 6 months
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When You Escape Him...
Summary: Yandere Heartslaybul boys x gn!reader. He adopts a child that looks like the two of you. You run to give you both a chance at life. You never expected him to find you years later.
CW: Yandere, baby trapping through adoption, kidnapping, allusions to past abuse, drugging, injury to reader (Cater's part), manipulation
Savanaclaw Octavinelle Scarabia Pomefiore Ignihyde Diasomnia Non NRC Staff
Three years into your relationship, he had come home and placed a baby in your arms.
"They were left in a box, all alone. And, well, he looks like if the two of us had a child," he sheepishly stared at the ground. "I just, I just figured it must be a gift from the seven."
You knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to tie himself to you through this boy. He looked just like him, and you were disgusted and scared.
Until he opened his eyes for the first time, and you found yourself staring into your own. 
And you knew. You had to give this child the opportunity for a better life. A life without him.
In the end, your son did the opposite of what he had intended. And the first moment you could, the two of you had escaped.
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Your son's hair was as red as his "father's". He was the spitting image of him. He was only five,  yet the resemblance was so strong, there were moments where you would be filled with terror. But then you'd see your eyes staring back at you, and you'd calm down.
Despite the resemblance, he was a sweet, innocent thing. You didn't even think he was capable of anger. So easy going. So mellow. Sevens, you loved your boy.
But that sweet nature could cause trouble sometimes.
You were scrolling through your phone, trying to find an odd job so that you could pay the rent. Sunset Savannah rent was low, but still. When you were trying to stay off the grid, and moved every couple months, money was hard to come by.
Your son entered the room, smiling brightly.
"There's a man at the door who wants to talk to you. He says it's important."
"Baby, I told you not to open the door without me. It's dangerous." And also inconvenient. You'd rather your landlord not know you were home.
"I'm sorry," his lower lip quivered, and you quickly wrapped him in a hug.
"It's alright, love, just don't do it again. Stay here, I'll go talk to him."
You left him on the sofa. And went to the door that your son had left open. You put on a strained smile, and prepared to greet your landlord.
"Sorry for the wait-" you cut yourself off as icy terror filled your veins. Your eyes met Riddles, and you prepared for the worst. The shouting. The beheading. And if he was in his worst mood, his staff would come into play. Which, considering you'd escaped him for five years, he was definitely in a worse mood.
You'd been so careful! Had you gotten sloppy? Complacent? You didn't think you had. You knew Riddle had the money to pursue you, but you had hoped that since you had escaped the country, you would be past his sphere of influence.
You continued to stare, gritting your teeth for what was to come, but you were immediately shocked as he released a sob, and wrapped his arms around you, his tears soaking your shirt.
"I thought I'd lost you forever," he whispered, his grip tightening so much that you thought he was trying to break your ribs.
"Please don't cry, it's okay!" 
Oh, your sweet boy. Your poor sweet baby boy.
Riddle pulled away, and crouched to your son's level.
"I'm your father."
Your son's eyes widened. You'd tried to make the idea of two parents a foreign concept, but children had a way of talking. So the idea that he had a second parent, who came for him, made his eyes sparkle in delight.
Riddle scooped him up in his arms, and turned to go.
"Let's go home," he whispered, and the final piece of hope you'd been sustaining finally died.
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You'd gotten forgetful. 
A large family like the Clover's, all of whom had chocolate centers, would have a large network of acquaintance's.
Even out here, in the middle of the countryside, it wasn't outside the realm of possibility.
As you were realizing now. All it would take was one person to recognize the "oldest Clover's missing spouse" and then it would be over. 
And your son…he looked like a Clover, even if he wasn't one biologically. One peek at him, it would be over, again.
As you realized now that you'd clearly fallen into a trap.
Your new neighbor had invited you and your son for tea. And you were so tired. So tired of running, of not having roots, that you had agreed. What could go wrong with a tea party?
Everything.
You entered the room, and there he was, already seated at the table. Giving you a very disappointed look.
"Thank you, Meredith. Can we have a moment alone?"
Your son wasn't old. But a ten year old like him was smart enough to see the resemblance between himself and the man before him. Even if it was a coincidence.
You had intended to tell him the truth about his "father" in a year or two.
But now he'd never believe you. With the warm smile on Trey's face as he opened his arms, your son would never believe the relationship was built on manipulation and perfectly hidden drugs. Someone with a smile as warm as Trey's would never do anything like that.
Your son ran into his arms, happily explaining about how happy he was to finally meet "daddy".
Meanwhile, Trey stared at you, his eyes cold as he held your son tighter. 
"Y/N," he finally said, his voice firm in the way that told you he was out of patience. "Drink your tea."
You stared at the pretty porcelain cup that sat waiting on the table. You had guesses of what would happen if you drank it. It would all be over. Ten years of hiding for nothing. But he had your son. It wasn't like you could go anywhere.
Your feet felt like they were weighed down with concrete blocks as you walked over to the cup, sat, and brought it to your lips with trembling fingers.
The black invading your vision was almost immediate, and you heard Trey explaining to your son, "An evil man stole you both from me. Their medicine will make them sleepy, but when they wake up we can finally be a family."
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You didn't even have a phone. You changed your hair every few months. You wore a mask in public. Because you knew the second a photo of you made its way onto the internet, it would be over.
Your son had wanted a phone when he was about ten. And you'd been able to push it off until he reached thirteen, when you'd say him down and told him about the man who wanted to be his father. 
He was young, but when he heard how this man hurt you, and took you away from the people you loved, he understood quickly. 
Your boy was smart. And he was a responsible kid. So he never asked for a phone again.
He was fifteen  now. He was a smart boy, and very protective over you. He always joked that if he and Cater were ever in the same room, he'd punch him in the stomach. 
The two of you were at the store, getting groceries. You saw a flash of ginger hair out of the corner of your eye, but told yourself it was just your son's hair. The second and third ginger flashes were harder to ignore.
You shared a look with your son, and made a rush to the exit.
...Unfortunately, running straight into a crowd of ginger hair. Multiple Caters pinned you both down, pressing rags to your mouths, making you sleep.
When you woke up, you found yourself tied to a chair in a dark room.
"You're up."
His voice was far more bitter than you were used to, but you'd recognize it anywhere.
Cater stood from the corner he was seated in, and made his way over to you. A loud crack filled the room, and you didn't quite realize what had happened until your cheek began to sting, and you met his furious eyes as he shook with rage.
No matter what was wrong with your relationship, he had never laid a hand on you.  
"You promised me!" He screamed. "You promised I wouldn't have to be alone anymore!"
Another crack filled the room, and your cheek began to feel numb.
"We were supposed to be a family, Y/N!  The three of us, together! And you turned him against me!"
He raised his hand to slap you again, but froze with a sob. He collapsed burying his face in your lap as he sobbed. 
"Why? Why do you both hate me? Am I not good enough?" He cried, his voice cracking and choking as he spoke. "I'll be better! I'll be whoever you need me to be!"
You could only imagine how the reunion with your son had gone if he was like this already. You hoped he was behaving, so the both of you could reunite and figure out how to escape.
But if the multiple pairs of emerald eyes watching Cater sob in your lap were anything to go by, you were never going to be alone ever again.
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Once you'd crossed the border of the country, you hadn't expected to ever run into Ace again. It wasn't that he was poor, per say, it was just that he wouldn't have the means to search for you forever. Private investigators were expensive. And it wasn't like he actually cared. 
At least that's how it felt. After one day of having your son, he admitted he was already bored, he just wanted to tie you to him. And he had told you every day of your relationship that he you were only together because he felt bad that you would never have anyone else who cares about you.
The longer you were away from him, the more your brain cleared, the more you realized that he probably did care. Quite a lot. But it was the tactic he used to make you dependent on him.
You were embarrassed by how well it had worked….
Your son was college aged now. He had received an invitation to NRC, but had turned it down in favor of protecting you. You were so grateful, and had worked with a friend who knew your situation to get him into a university without being able to tie it back to you.
You currently lived alone in your apartment. This evening, you were reading a book that your son had recommended, as you ate a basic dinner. There was a knock on the door, and you gently put your bookmark in.
You opened the door to three officers…one of them you unfortunately recognized.
"Deuce," you pleaded, and he looked everywhere but you.
"I'm sorry Y/N, I really am," he cleared his throat, and in his official voice. "Y/N Trappola. You have been missing for nineteen years. You must come with me for questioning."
There would be no questioning. He'd take you back, and drop you off with Ace. The wording was just in case one of your neighbors came to see what was going on.
The trip was long. And Deuce had tried to get you to tell him where your boy was. A sign that Ace actually cares, despite his cruel words. 
He'd eventually dug through your phone, and figured out who he was based on your messages back and forth. He'd called him, and given him an address to come meet you at.
"Remember when you were my friend too?" You spat at Deuce. It hurt him, you could tell, but you wanted it to hurt as much as you would inevitably hurt once you were back with Ace.
You happened to both arrive at the house at the same time. Your son looked between you and, at least to him, the unknown officer, but kept his mouth shut. 
The three of you walked up to the door together in silence. Deuce knocked on the door, and it was only a moment before he opened it.
He laughed hysterically. "Oh seven, you really found them! I can't believe you actually did it!"
He grinned at your son.
"Hah! You look just like your old man."
Your son growled. "You're not my old man."
"Hee hee, you're feisty like me too!" Ace grinned. Then he turned to you, affecting a look that was saying 'I'm not mad just disappointed'.
"Y/N," he said, his tone a threat in itself. "I'm sure you know how upset I am with you. How are you gonna make it up to me?"
Your son pulled his pen, but Ace was faster, throwing a painless stun spell at him.
He shook his head in mock disappointment.
"You really raised him all wrong, didn't you Y/N? Oh well, I guess I don't mind fixing both of you."
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You'd thought once you crossed the border, you'd be safe. You hadn't realized that Deuce would have made friends in his time as an officer, and could use those connections to find you.
To your credit, you'd made it awhile before his investigator colleague had found the two of you.
But you'd hoped you could hide forever. Five years felt like nothing.
You'd paid your neighbor to watch your son while you went out for groceries, and were startled to see her not with him.
"Hm? Oh, his father relieved me of duty," she laughed, until she saw the distress on your face.
"Y/N?" 
You ran to your apartment, practically busting the door down. You found Deuce sitting with your sleeping son, staring at him as though he would disappear if he looked away.
"Hey Y/N," he hummed, still not looking at you. "What did I do wrong?"
The question floored you. It was on brand. He never knew what he was doing wrong with your relationship. Which made it easy for you to forgive him early on. But you couldn't ignore how he was hurting you forever.
"Deuce. Give him to me."
You slowly approached him like you'd approach a wild dog.
"Was it something I said?" He looked up at you with heartbroken eyes. "I didn't mean to. I promise I'll be better."
He stood up, and approached you.
"Come home, Y/N. We can start over."
You couldn't risk triggering his delinquent mode while he was holding your sleeping son. And it wasn't like you could hide again, not without leaving the sleeping angel behind.
And you didn't doubt that this time he'd do whatever was in his power to catch you if you ran.
"Give me my son," you whispered.
"Our son," he said firmly, and you froze, breathing deeply to try and calm him down.
"Our son," you repeated softly. You held out your hands, and he scrutinized you with a cold look.
"No. I'll hold on to him," he said, shifting away from you. "I just can't trust you anymore."
Normally, you'd have snapped at him that you could never trust him. But he had the advantage.
"Please, Deucey," you simpered, hoping his affection for you could still cloud his judgment.
"I'll think about it when we get home," he said with a soft smile. He stood up, and walked over to you, nuzzling your noses together. 
"C'mon,Y/N, let's go home," he calmly walked out with your son in his arms. What else could you do but follow?
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Could you do a part 2 of Reader Komi-san, with the Dorm Leaders and Vices Leaders?
I've already done some of them so I'll just do a few 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤
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Komi Reader (3) | Yandere Twisted Wonderland
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Cater Diamond
“Aww (Y/n) would you pose with the cat please?”
“...”
“Of course! Whatever snacks you want and I’ll do the asking!”
“Yay!” 
“Awwww~”
He love love loves everything about you
He thinks your the most precious thing on Earth
He gets being afraid to speak up in general and he makes it his mission to help you
Even if that means socially destroying anyone socially who even starts to talk over you
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Lilia Vanrouge
“Come on (Y/n), you can do it! Just like we practiced.”
“....”
“Without the notebook…”
“....One…please.”
“Hm that’s close enough. Can we have the number one please? Good job (Y/n)!”
He doesn’t mind your timid nature 
Not only is it incredibly cute but it certainly saves him the pain of you talking to others
He doesn’t get super jealous anyway, it just helps that he’s more eager to cheer you on anyway
Now some may chastise him for being to willing to tease
In the end he’s sure it’ll help you speak up eventually
I mean what are you going to do for your vows to him
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ceruleancattail · 5 months
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a coffin unlocks and cater's breath hitches. something in his soul stirs at the appearance of an unknown soul, a soul that didn't belong in their world, in the coffin. purple and black hair made his eyes water with happiness. at last, he had found her! the woman haunting his dreams, the woman of his dreams, the woman he would die and kill for-
his breath hitches again, but this time accompanied by the fisting of his hands. his dorm leader, the stern and strict riddle rosehearts, seemed to be the one she holds dear in her heart, judging by the way her eyes flutter.
no, no, no! this can't be!
she had held his hand! she had chosen him! not the stupid, idiotic dorm leader!
she would be his-
"cater?" trey's concerned voice breaks cater out of his stupor. "are you alright?"
emerald eyes glue themselve onto riddle. they painted an invisible mark on his back. a new target.
melody striker would be his.
"i'm fine, trey!! don't worry!" cater grin at his friend. "everything will be alright! soon..."
OMG HEY CERU!!! CONGRATS ON 200 FICS!!! here is my mini drabble and submission for your latest event! seeing your event honestly makes me want to go back to writing yandere again hehe
may i request cater x my twst oc, melody striker? in this case, melody was supposed to take cater's hand in the beginning, only to switch to riddle last minute. can you make cater incredibly jealous and angry, seeing melody and riddle bond all the time in nrc? thank you!!
don't forget to rest and stay hydrated!!!
hugs and kisses, siren xoxo
Hi hi Siren! I’m not writing for Original Characters for this event, so I hope you don’t mind I turned this into an x reader instead!
I’m so sorry, I forgot to specify this in the event post.
I loved your Drabble!!! The actual chills, nice. If you do write something yandere, I’m going to devour it FR fr 🫶
Sentience presents:
Remember
Self Aware Cater x reader
Tw:Yandere
There’s an itch in Cater’s fingers.
Burying itself deep within his skin,sinking its fangs into every inch of skin it could reach. It spreads with every second, never content where it was. The itch was always there, an irrational irritation that seemed determined to gnaw away at his sanity.
Cater tries his best to shove that prickling feeling to the back of his mind. Pursing his lips, forcing a cheerful smile onto his face. He’s learnt to do that well. Concealing every single thing behind a jovial grin, bobbing his head along like a little bobble-head toy.
Although Cater does feel that mask slips ever so slightly when he see you.
Hell, you’ve ripped it off entirely the day you fell through that great old mirror. Reaching out for him, voice ever so earnestly calling out his name. It’s been awhile since Cater saw a face so honest, eyes shining with surprise and… happiness.
As if you saw him as who he was. Behind all the facades, behind all the filters and likes. You saw him as Cater Diamond, and you still wanted him.
For the first time in awhile, Cater’s smile was genuine. He leapt up, grabbing your hand in one fluid motion. Yanking you through those murky depths, laughing wildly all the time.
The curves of both of your hands slid right next to each other, clicking into place like two pieces of a jigsaw. He could feel your pulse, a flustered little beat against his. Adorable, truly.
Cater could listen to your heart beat for hours and never get bored. How could he? With the way it skipped and leapt under his touch, a delicate melody of you. Cater knows every beat by heart, even though it’s been awhile since he had the pleasure of hearing it.
Your hands reach for another, now. Fingers running through locks of scarlet, mirroring the red blooming onto both of your cheeks. You’ve opted to spend a little more time with the Heartsabyul Housewarden nowadays.
Cater sees both of you whenever he returns to the dorms.
He sees it all.
The way you two brush shoulders, your head leaning into the crook of Riddle’s neck. The flustered apologies, followed the embarrassed laughs, a rosy pink spreading onto both of your faces. The gentle intertwining of fingers, little kisses shared underneath the rose bushes. The way you smile at Riddle… it was new, for Cater.
The itch gets worse those days. Raw, red and pulsing. Just like his heart, throbbing madly within his chest. A wild beast, driven mad with outrage. It’s all he can do to stay silent, forcing himself still.
Even then, the envy claws at his mind. It’s unbearable, consuming his every waking thought. The itch just grows worse, the more he sees you with Riddle. Sometimes, he gives in to it. Scratching at his arms until they’re red and raw. Just like his heart beating in his chest. Beating just for you.
It’s a bit unfair for you to lavish such time and attention on someone else, isn’t it? After all, you chose him first.
You’re his, as much as he is yours.
Cater supposes it’s time to make you remember that.
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rvivs · 2 years
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After reading the "violent delights" by @treysimp i suddenly had the urge to draw Yandere cater with his hair down ( hair down cater supremacy!!!!!) 😩😩😩🧡🧡🧡
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ilikefanfics4 · 10 months
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HELP I FOUND A TWISTED WONDERLAND FIC CALLED "Bury me gently" ITS FOCUS WAS FIRST ON HEARTSYMBOL. IT WAS AN ISEKAI WE'RE THE READER REPLACED YUU WHEN WE ARRIVED.
Yuu is a clay doll and they got decapitated at the end of the fic in order to help us escape.
The reader also knows of twisted Wonderland as a game they played for getting Isekaid
PLEASE HELP ME FIND IT
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4e7her · 7 months
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october writing prompt #15 - "even if you hate me, i'm yours.”
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character: cater diamond, twst
contains: yandere themes, gn reader, reader is yuu
"What are you doing, Cater?"
The Heartslabyul junior just grinned at you, something flirty and lighthearted surely on the tip of his tongue. Like it always was. He always downplayed whatever you asked of him, always acted like he could do no wrong or that you should be happy to just be around him.
"Don't act like that, songbird! Come on, you'll love it, promise."
So, probably trying to drag you into some scheme or another. That seemed like all he ever did. Last time it landed in you being locked out of Ramshackle overnight. You weren't doing this again.
"No. Absolutely not. You need to cut it out, seriously. I'm not just here for your entertainment - go bug Adeuce or something. I have things I need to get done, and playing in your little games is not on that list."
"Reallyyy? Not even for meee?" He croons at you with something mischievous dancing in his eyes, and you're half-tempted to check for hidden cameras if he's acting like this. He had been on a kick with stupid little pranks lately. Whatever he's thinking of was sure to get him plenty of views on Magicam, that's for sure. "C'mon, just this once! I won't bug you again."
"You say that every time." He frowns when he sees you sigh, and you internally cheer at the idea that you might be able to shake him off. "Grim is waiting back at Ramshackle. I've gotta go."
Cater blocks you off when you move to leave, blocking the hallway. You glare at him, but something seems... off.
"Please?"
His tone is sweet, honeyed as always, but something about how he's cutting off your way out sends chills down your spine. There wasn't anyone else around - it was just you two, and it was the end of the hallway. All that was behind you was a couple empty classrooms and the bathroom, where you had just come from.
"Cater, move." It's a fight to keep your voice strong, but you do it, glaring at him with all that you can muster. "I have to go."
He smiles at you, but his eyes are eerily blank.
"You know, I don't think this is really fair. I'd do anything you asked me to, really, but whenever I ask you anything you're just full of excuses."
A step forward, a rising aggression in his stance.
"Any time I come around, you act like it's the worst thing in the world to see me. Do you hate me?"
There's not a chance to even open your mouth, taking steps backwards every time he moves closer, hands moving to your pockets to see if you have anything to get yourself out of here if worst comes to worst.
You don't.
There's not enough time to try and get into your bag, not with how he's cornering you.
"That's okay, songbird. Even if you hate me, I'm yours."
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shinjisdone · 3 months
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B and C for Cater?
B and C for CATER?! YA- ARE YALL OKAY???
@justm3di0cr3 , @a-small-tyrant , @twistedcece , @savanaclaw1996
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Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling? - Cater Diamond
A difficult question. Something tells me that Cater could be very willing to go to extreme lengths for you but there always seems tobe something holding him back. Lack of a plan, guilt, befuddlement or doubts. Whatever it is, it gets in the way of truly getting to you. However, I doubt Cater, or anynone in NRC for that matter, would commit murder. Physical assault at most but nothing bloody.
Cater tries to cause damage in other ways. Gossip, threats, blackmail - all in digital form. He is a master when it comes to social media, knowing the ins and outs on how to get information and what to do with it. The most harmless thing he'd do is damage someone's reputation slightly and the worst he'd probably do is turn into a stalker. Phone always in hand and just waiting for the perfect moment to strike. He does not wish to murder anyone but if that obstacle were to have an accident or freaks out so much due to their stalker that they leave the college, that is fine by him.
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Abduction is an interesting case in the world of Twisted Wonderland.
Every single student is on an island, filled with the brim of other students sharing dorms, rooms and employees of NRC also know every nook and cranny. So abducting anyone is hard to almost impossible.
Cater needs to get his hands on you in different ways.
That, too, can work through blackmailing and stalking. However, those are not methods he particurlarly likes. He wants to appraoch you normally and have you see him in a positive, almost idolizing light.
If you do still try to see him in a positive light, Cater might either really appreciate it and try to build your relationship on there or even somewhat mock you for clinging onto the hope that he is good. Deep inside he knows he isn't...so it's so foolish and cute and kind of you to still try.
If you rebel and reject everything he offers, he will be more agitated and mock you with his usual smile though. Cater does not want you to hate him but he's got you know and he won't ever let go so why can't you just try to accept all of this? C'mon...he didn't fall for an idiot.
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yan-lorkai · 1 month
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Can i ask for a Cater C, A, Y? If you already done those for him, can you do silver w/ S, I, L, V, E, R? Sorry if this request bothered you and/or you don't take the alphabet anymurr.. D;
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Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Very good, actually. Cater is a doting boyfriend as I said before but he does kinda treat you like his sisters treated him without, making you wear cute clothes to match with him even if it it's not your style, spoon-feeding you food, forcing you to do things with him.
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
To summarize it: it's overwhelming, he is all over you and he can't keep his hands for himself, always wanting to hold your hand, have an arm around your shoulders or hug you. And there's to motives for this: first is that he likes you a lot and wants to demonstrate it even if you find it annoying and second is that showing this much affection keep your other suitors away. He is enough for you, good for you, you doesn't need anyone else.
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
For quite a while, really. But he is so good hiding his feelings for you that you may not even realize if he doesn't tell. He finally makes you his after realizing you're gaining feelings for some random that doesn't deserves you.
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kikyan · 2 years
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Yandere Heartslabyul Headcanons
TW: Dark content up ahead!! Yandere headcanons means yandere content y’all! Mentions of abuse and violent acts either towards the reader or the character!! Mental instability, gaslighting, manipulation, etc. This is your TW please proceed with caution!!
BANNER MADE BY @herestrish DONT STEAL YOU FUCKERS MY BFF WORKED HARD ON THEM
DISCLAIMER:
These are my interpretations of his/her/their persona and none of these is 100% accurate. I don't condone any of these actions in real life and all of this is purely fictional and should be taken as such! Underage characters will ONLY be given SFW headcanons, please respect this decision!
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Riddle Rosenhearts
I want to try a different headcanon format, so this may get messy. I’ll start with another disclaimer, again my personal interpretation and this ISN’T canon, so don’t come after me, anyways let’s head on to his rating and his common traits. Riddle is a solid 6/10 because of his mommy issues but because of how strict he is. Common characteristics include, over-protective, obsessive, clingy, and possessive. Let’s break it down!
Riddle is a strict character; he was raised to be a perfect role model by his mother, which meant having to give up his childhood. While he strives to make up for the damages and live his teenage years peacefully, it’s hard to break out of a routine. He’s obsessive. He monitors and observes your behavior, writes down your reactions, your likes and dislikes, who you’re hanging out with and any information you can offer, he knows. It’s more to get a feel for your character, who you are and how to react. He’ll know what tea you like and he’d serve it when he invites you to his tea parties, offers to tutor you when you fail an exam from a class you don’t share, and more. At first it’s nothing extreme, just normal conversation and small things that make your heart swoon!
Over-protective and possessive, they kinda go together with him. You’re new to this world and he knows that others aren’t so kind. He trusts Ace and Deuce, but he can’t trust the others not with a task this great! “Word of advice, they belong to a bad crowd, you shouldn’t associate yourself with them if you want a quiet life here, [Reader]”. Are you going to scoff and not listen to Riddle’s warning? Absolute;ly not! He’s housewarden for a reason and sure he’s uptight, but he doesn’t mean any harm and he’s just looking out for you! Riddle wants you to be successful and gleam in well deserved praise and attention, the type to push you a bit to study and participate while lightly scolding your wrongdoings and correcting your mistakes.
He’s not a concrete pillar though, he can be broken down so it’s only around you and maybe Trey where he reveals his real emotions. He may not look it, but he gets excited when you remember what he likes, when his birthday is, and small quirks he has. He really does appreciate being treated like an equal and being doted on, it’s a nice feeling. After being there for someone in more ways than one it’s nice to be treated the same (I know the feeling, I’m the mom friend-). Since you’re the only few he’s comfortable with, he’d want your attention on him. He wants you to notice when he’s feeling down, he wants you to praise him, he wants you to see him. He can be clingy, often making up tasks for you to help or to keep your attention away from others.
He doesn’t seem too extreme, but he’ll be mentally exhausting. Let’s say he manages to be with you, after all that fighting, crying, screaming, arguments, he breaks down. He won’t snap and resort to physical violence, no he’ll just break down crying. Why don’t you see what he’s doing for you? You’re his best friend, he loves you, he doesn't want to fight! Sorry to say but he gives me the “you don’t love me I’m going to fucking hurt myself!” vibe, if pushed to those limits you know. After everything he’s been through won’t you give him another chance? Maybe see it from his perspective?
Trey Clover
Trey is an 8/10 on my scale and before you all go, “Woah that’s way too high” lemme explain. The main characteristics are manipulative, overprotective, and possessive. Given Riddle’s backstory and how Trey and Chenya played a role in it, I know that Trey really cares for him but it’s tiring. He’s the mom friend and as someone who is the mom friend, it’s hard to be that person you’ve presented yourself as without hurting someone. Everyone turns to Trey if they need help, all the kids who are upset with Riddle’s ruling turned to him for comfort, and even seek his guidance. He has an older brother vibe to him and he hates it. Good old caring and reliable Trey, he can’t be truthful and has to keep the nice guy facade up, he can’t just blurt and say “it’s your fault” or “well what did you expect when you’re so stupid”.
He’s overprotective. He cares for you, will bake you sweets, and accommodate to your liking. Walk you to class, pick you up, help tutor you, and assist you in your tasks/needs! He’s such a good, reliable friend. Is that all he is to you? He’s tired of it, really! While he means well and your safety is his number one concern, he can’t help but notice that you’ve been so ungrateful as of late! Sick of the, “You’re like a brother to me!” and “Trey? Oh yeah, he’s my best friend!” With that behavior he rather just let you fall, let you fail, and let you starve.
Possessive. Trey sees you as his and guess what, you are! He’s always by your side scolding you and helping you, of course people are going to get the right idea and think you’re dating. It hurts him really when you deny all these claims and brush him off as anything but your partner. His hand is always on you, he’s always grabbing your hand and kissing your forehead but these are just gentle familial touches right? Cater sees his frustration but he doesn’t really care, it’s what he deserves mr “yeah, you and me are tight, but Riddle and me are tighter”.
Manipulative. Honest to God, he’d gaslight the fuck out of you. Lying to you non-stop, sreading rumors, making you feel so dumb. Straight up he’s mean, because he’s tired. He’s tired of the sugarcoating, the “no you’re okay, here I’ll help!”. He’s a ticking time bomb, he’s waiting to just shout “that’s common sense why don’t you know that?” Spreading rumors, “yeah they belong to a bad crowd, better avoid them!” oh actually. . .”did you know they said this about you?” Lying non-stop to make you feel bad, “Oh, Professor Trein actually said the report was due yesterday, you’re so forgetful, [Reader].” or “The recipe never called for that, what would you do without me, [Reader]!”. You become so dependent on Trey, you can’t even think for yourself. It all went according to plan.
You know that trope where the unusually calm person is only calm because they manage to release their stress from committing some violent crimes? I think that fits Trey. Which is why I say he'd be a sadistic yandere. He loves to see you cry, to see you beg for him! Even after seeing the real him you’re so stupid and helpless you crawl back to your attacker because you don’t know how to help yourself. He loves the thrill, the thought that you trust someone so willingly only to risk finding out that they’re the ones who hurt you! I think that he's not above permanently scarring you or hurting you. Yeah he’s tired of being the one who always helps, the one who everyone can turn to because it’s far too much for him! So be a good darling and go along with what he says! Be so submissive and willingly, don’t try to escape because it won’t end pretty. Second chances are hard to get and you can bet your ass that the punishment for slipping up is quite costly!
Cater Diamond
Cater is a 10/10, he’s not at all stable babes RUN! Why do I say this? Hear my ass out, please! The main characteristics are sadistic, manipulative, clingy, and obsessive.
Starting off strong and basic, social media is what many people have. Bet your ass he’s your first contact on your phone, the first one who added you on the social media platform, and he’s checking that shit. Anything, any information that could have been leaked by friends, other followers, etc. You like a post from a favorite artist? Omg, he likes them too! What a coincidence, not like he planned that or anything. He’s the type to follow you around, maybe even talking to some classmates about you. Most definitely take pictures of you and hang them across his room, sure he has those nice cute ones that he took at the photo booth with you! He also has photos from when you fell asleep on his shoulder during a study session, photos of you eating at your dorm, in class, and asleep. Those are hidden from wandering eyes of course! Maybe he has a secret stash of other photos, who knows?
From what I gathered from his backstory, he’s just like me fr. He’s a people pleaser and it’s gotten so bad to the point he adapts to others and caters to their needs rather than his own. Since he’s always changing to please others, he doesn’t have a personality of his own. I wanted to say that he wants to be his true self around his S/O but how could he be if he doesn’t even know which one is the real him? This is where we start going downhill fast asf. Clingy. He’s the other woman, not just with the Trey situation but he tries so hard to be what others expect of him and he’s not even that well-loved in his community. He’s just a funny, lazy upperclassman who probably needs help studying because he’s always on that damn phone! Not you though, you see through that quickly. His smiles are practiced, his words are smooth and cunning and he can get what he wants with his social skills. He’s super reliable and has so much potential that others see him as, which is why he’s so manipulative.
Cater brushes off comments with a joke, he’s praised in areas he excels and laughed in the one’s he doesn’t do the best in, you wouldn’t be able to tell that he’s just an empty shell. His S/O is wrapped around his finger, sure he’s a sweet boy who would take pics with you, proudly flaunt you out in public as HIS, offer to help you study, and take you on sweet dates. You have long and meaningful talks and he gives out the best advice. He’s always there to lend an ear and a helping hand! So what’s the issue? He sounds amazing so why am I rating him so high? Now I know this isn’t a usual headcanon that I tend to give out, but I feel as if Cater is mentally unstable, bipolar if you will. He doesn’t know the real him, some part of him wants to cherish you and be a super sweet photogenic couple and the other side of him wants to keep you hidden and locked up. He wants to console you, but another Cater wants to hurt you. See those cute expressions you make when you’re in pain. It’s like whiplash, he’s a ticking time bomb that is so unpredictable. When he sees what he’s done, he’s in a state of pain. Apologies are being screamed at, he’s so sorry you don’t deserve this and he doesn’t deserve you but please don’t leave him it won’t happen again, you understand right? Better keep your guard up because who knows, what if this Cater isn’t the one you know and it’s one you should fear? What if the Cater you love doesn't manage to snap out of it in time? You know what he says, “Cay Cay’s gonna slay slay”.
Deuce Spade
He’s not too bad, Deuce is around a 5 or 6/10, he’s better than all the other ones here. He has the usual characteristics, protective and possessive. Those are his main points, he’s not a bad guy he just has his moment you know? Starting off, Deuce is someone who unlike the others, knows he’s not perfect but makes an attempt to get better. His mom was a single mother and he helped her with chores and fixing things here and there, taking the role of man of the house. Good thing is that he didn’t pick up some toxic masculinity trait! He’s protective alright, someone is picking on you? Call Deuce right up and he’s there! Ready to defend your honor. Do you need a favor? He might not be the best but he’ll try his best!
His hard work was never reflected with the end results, so I feel as if he was a burnout kid young you know? What's the point in trying if the results are the same? With that being said, I feel like he couldn’t come to terms with the results and so he started acting out to give a reason to his behavior. He tries hard every day, surely his bad grades are from him skipping, not because he’s a slow learner right? After what he heard his mom say he wanted to clean his act up and so far, though he’s not perfect and has outburst sometimes, he’s a great person where it counts. That’s what matters :))
He’s possessive, though I see him as the type to get quiet and flustered when he’s with his S/O, he’d care for them. You never gave up on him, treated him the same and were there for him every step of the way, [Reader] you’re going to get treated like royalty for sure with him! Everyone knows that change doesn’t happen automatically, so while he doesn’t mean to get violent with you, he can get a bit rough. Sometimes his hold on you is too tight to the point where your wrist begins to hurt. Maybe his hug can get a bit too rib crunching, he’s just so scared of losing his only love, aside from his mother of course!
He may be too over controlling, he’ll see any slight disturbance as an attack against his life, his S/O, and his relationship. This is when Deuce goes back to his roots, he goes back to getting into fights and leaving the other party black and blue. You’re staring in shock, Deuce is covered in blood and his own wounds that don’t come close to rival those on the receiving end. When he looks at you with those crazed blood-lust filled eyes, you can help but flinch a little and that’s when he comes back. Surely, you’re not scared of him, right? You know he’ll never hurt you, right? Of course you do! So tell him [Reader], why are you rejecting his love for you?
Ace Trapoola
Ace is a 7/10 no questions asked, he’s better than most but he’s stepping into that dark side fast. The thing with Ace is that he’s honest. Not using the “I’m just honest” disguise to be mean. He really is honest, he says what he means and what he thinks at the moment regardless of the consequences. I thought he was a badass when Trey was telling them Riddle’s story and asked them to be understanding. Ace told Trey heads up, “So it’s your fault.” When I tell you I was SHOOK. Ace was right of course but it was so unexpected of him to say! Regardless, he’s mean. He’s not trying to be (not yet anyways), he’s just honest! Manipulative, possessive, overprotective.
Aside from telling the truth as straightforwardly as possible, ironically he’s a good liar when it benefits him. Filler content aside, let’s bffr. He’s the type to bully/tease his S/O because he thinks their reactions are oh so cute! I like the idea that Ace was your first best friend and nothing says true friendship like hating each other in the beginning, enemies to lovers fr. The teasing can be something light like laughing at you when you say the wrong answer during a lecture, “You can be serious? C’mon the answer is so easy, you’re so stupid!” It can escalate to something more extreme like laughing at your outfit, “Seriously, you’re wearing that to a study session? You want to fuck your partner or something?” When he’s jealous, he gets worse. Yeah his honesty was a bit harsh, but now he’s just plain old mean.
Possessive. You’re HIS best friend. You’re HIS s/o!! Would he really skip out on class just to hang out with you? Don’t be silly, yeah you’re fun but he’s got way better things he could be doing right now (no he doesn’t). He’s so much more than what he presents himself as, just look at him damn it! He’s not the best friend who stands on the sidelines, he’s the best friend who turned into your boyfriend.
Most of all, he’s manipulative. I’ve placed a TW at the top but here is another. Ace is the type of person who is not above lying and paying people off to mess with you so you crawl back to him. He’d pay people to bully you, call you mean names, make you feel like shit, maybe even physically harm you. Sometimes he swoops in and plays hero, just so he can rub it in as a “see you need me!” Sometimes, he doesn’t show up but watches from the sidelines to see you cry and beg for them to stop hitting you, because he enjoys how after the whole situation he’s the first person you turn to. He wants to be your number one, [Reader]. Doesn’t matter how low he needs to go, you’ll see how all you need is Ace.
The type to gaslight you and make it seem like you’re the one with the problem. The type to bring you to your lowest point, but while you hate him and want your space, he’s the first person you run back to. He’d be the type of person to bring your self esteem so low, but remind you that while yeah you’re a shitty person, he’s the only one who’d want you. Sad thing is, he’d put on such a convincing performance you’d believe him. Who would love you other than Ace? Nobody. Ace is all you have. That’s how he likes it.
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Phantom bride event-Seeing you in formal wear (suit/wedding dress/whatever) Pt. 4
My dear French-speaking readers, it's your time to shine and correct me. (Two words: Google translate)
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Characters: Cater Diamond, Azul Ashengrotto, Rook Hunt
Self-aware au
I do not take any responsibility for you reading this no matter which age group you are from!
WARNINGS: Yandere themes, murder, death, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, kidnapping, war, violence, poison
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My friend over here curses in his head about the situation of not being able of taking a photo
It's not like he would have shared it
After all, sometimes some moments are so precious that we want them only for ourselves
So here is Cater, fuming about not being able to add another photo into the album on his phone whilst you are swearing your undying love to princess over there
And then he bluescreens
Cater.exe has stopped working please restart
Wait, you are swearing your love to her? HER??!!
Don't ask me how but Cater would have butchered the lady if it weren't for the situation... and the fact that she is a ghost
He has made sure that you saw him in a good light the day you looked down upon him (aka installed the game)
And now his entire careful planning was for nothing??!
Nu-uh! Not under his watch!
Yells from afar “Is that the one you want as your partner? Look at her! She is just a pile of bones in reality! She is dead!”
Everything to stop you from completing that vow
All I'm saying to this is, hey, have you seen Idia? Yeah he is also screaming in panic because of two things he just wants to live
When all of this is done Cater will burn the clothing you wore for this problem
No one is allowed to stain his dream! No friend of his! No annoying stranger! And especially no annoying princess which is way too spoiled!
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If he could move then the first thing he would do is to throw the wedding cake which is standing besides him at missy
“Don't play with your food Azul!” Mom! This is a completely different situation! MY LIMITED EDITION OVERSEER!!!
Also: *sad octopus noises*
He isn't even trying to uphold that “untouchable businessman” facade, just full on sobbing octopus
Can you please fry him something later? I... I think he needs it
Azul has dreamed of being someone worthy of your attention for a long time at this point of life
He lost weight, learned to gain just a smothered of your knowledgedge and yet he seems to have achieved nothing
Just hug him, ok? Do it for me, ok? P... please? ;_;
I mean, he is literally a puddle, signing, crying, getting his eyes dried with a handkerchief from one of the princesses more soft-hearted soldiers
It's as if he has been thrown back into his childhood
Azul is there, only able to watch but not capable of doing something against the insults
Because he is just born differently
But uh... ever thought about looking for a house in the dark dark sea?
Why? Oh well, this might have been the last straw for him and... you know, that fin-into-leg thingy also works in reverse
Do you want to meet other merpeople though? Oh uh... why are they suddenly gone? This was once a bustling village! (You are in the middle of nowhere where only one house stands. Whatever floats... sinks your ship Azul)
But at least you got a life of which many dream of! A loving husband, a beautiful home and a curse which shackles you to him. Wait.. no, correct??! You can't leave him forever.
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Ohboyohboyohboyohboyohboy
Peace? Safety? A life without a bow within your surroundings?
What is this? Not self-aware au for all I know
This means guerre!
Every single deer shot, every single bunny caught in a trap was just preparation and practice for this moment
If it weren't for the teeny tiny fact that, well, his enemies are ghosts. Vieilles âmes. Des ennuis embêtants!
Yeah, arrow and bow are kinda useless
There he is, one of the unfrozen ones, one of the possible candidates for signing the deal after this
You two are already wearing the clothing for it so...
But then there is also madame Boudin* Bleue and hE wIlL nOt AcCePt A rInG wHicH iS nOt FoR hIm On ThE hAnD oF aNoThEr
Once more: guerre!
But a verbal one this time
That one way too complicated poem he made up to the guard in the beginning? Those skills were thrown over board and drowned pretty fast
Full blown screaming, threats and not a single indicator that he is from Pomefiore
If Snow White was his suave-ness and he the fairest queen then he wouldn't have poisoned her but just straight off chopped her head off
I would start to learn how to unlock even the complicated of locks at this point. You know, for that cottage that has o many of them in the middle of the woods to which he will drag you after all of this
*I was told that Boudin means in a more insulting way “ugly” so don't think I mean the sausage XD
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jaylleoo14 · 5 months
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God wait I want to write an obsessive and yandere fic so bad omigosh
I realize i've only been giving little brainrots and drabbles of my little spurts of darker content but now I actually want to make one. Maybe I can go back to the drabbles and actually start working on it too
for my yandere/horror/dark lover viewers, which would you like to see actually happening? Theres prob not a lot of you guys but it would still be nice to hear an opinion from the minority
If you want to be more familiarized with what im referring to here are the links
OT!Azul, GG!Floyd, SK!Cater (Oh and I might just draw fanart of them/scenes from the fic if it gets picked lol or I might actually draw scenes and put them in the fic to make them more immersive)
I honestly have so much more yandere and dark/horror content in my drafts but i wont add them yet 🤭 *COUGH COUGH JADE/ROOK/LILIA*
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dotster001 · 2 years
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Summary: yan!Cater x gn!reader. Your arrangement with Cater takes a turn for the worse.
Cw: yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, overblot, kidnapping, feelings of general loneliness
Word had gotten out to NRC that you weren't from this world. That you were an alien. That you were magicless because you weren't from this dimension. And the attention it caused was stifling.
Suddenly everyone wanted to get close to you. Everyone wanted to be the one dating the alien. Your first year friend group was doing it's best to fend off your admirers, but some of the more aggressive suitors just wouldn't let up.
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Three weeks into this, you were eating lunch in the back of the botanical garden to avoid the attention. You were waiting for your friends to join you at subtle intervals when you heard a quiet, "damn."
Following the source of the sound, you found Cater. He was chewing his lip and staring at his phone screen. Suddenly, he noticed you staring, and immediately he threw his usual happy facade back on his face. 
"Hey prefect! What can I do for the most popular student at NRC?" He tossed you a wink, but it wasn't enough to distract you.
"What's wrong Cater. You can tell me"
For a moment he looked like he was going to do his usual and pretend nothing was wrong, but then he let out a heavy sigh and looked at his phone again.
"It's not unsimilar to your problems actually. I've been keeping back one of my magicam followers by telling them I have a secret s/o, but they are getting more and more insistent that I prove they exist. I've tried blocking them, but they keep coming back with new accounts. Up til now they've been harmless but they just messaged me this."
He showed you his phone screen. It had an address on it.
" That's my address." He sighed. "I just wish that," suddenly the light in his green eyes returned as he looked at you in excitement. "You can be my s/o!"
You felt a twinge of regret. Cater was a great friend and you had to admit, he was hot as all get out, but there was one problem.
"I can't be in a relationship, Cater. What if whatever brought me here sends me back? What if Crowley finds a way home for me? I couldn't do that to…"
Cater laughed. "oh Y/N no. I don't want a relationship right now either. No, we'll fake date and then it solves both our problems!"
You had to admit it sounded appealing. You definitely owed Cater from how often he'd bailed you and your friends out. Plus at this point your were willing to try anything to get your admirers away.
"Alright. Let's try it."
"Yay! We need a selfie to commemorate the occasion"
He tossed his arm around your shoulder and leaned in as though he were about to press a kiss to your cheek. He took the selfie, and shot you a wink as he posted it.
"Try not to fall in love with me, Kay prefect."
You both got a giggle out of that.
                                    …
The arrangement seemed to be working. The second the two of you came out as a couple, the majority of advances stopped. Some were still bold, but that was nothing an arm around your waist, and a glare from Cater couldn't fix.
Carter's stalker backed off as well. After hearing he was dating the most sought after student at NRC, they retreated back to wherever they cam from.
For the rest of the school year, you and Cater tried to go on an official fake date once a week. Whenever Cater had a music club concert, you would be there to cheer him on. Whenever he wanted to participate in a couples trend, you'd be his partner. You became the second most seen thing on his magicam.
Likewise whenever Crowley gave you too much to do, Cater was there to help. Whenever Grim or one of your friends got in trouble, he would help you wrangle them. Whenever your homework was too hard because it challenged every scientific principle from your world, he would step in.
Summer break came along, and your first year friends were hesitant to leave you and Grim alone at NRC after what happened over winter break. Cater stepped in and invited you both to stay at his house with him.
"It's the least I can do for my cute little prefect," he had said with a wink and a grin. "Besides, it'll give my sisters someone to play with that's not me."
Once you had arrived at Carter's home for the summer, you had indeed become the play thing of his sisters. But it was fine, because at night you and Cater shared a room with one bed. At first you had felt shy about it, but it quickly became like a neverending sleep over. The two of you would stay up talking to each other until one of you passed out. Sharing your hopes, dreams, fears, and literally everything helped you see sides of Cater no one else got a chance to see.
One night, after you had thought Cater had dozed off you had found yourself crying. 
"Hey, Y/N, what's wrong?" He looked at you with such genuine concern that it made you cry harder.
Between sobs and shaking breaths, you managed to explain, "I received a letter from Crowley this morning. He asked me to confirm that I would be returning to Ramshackle this year, and he told me that he spent the summer researching a way home. He found nothing, and no one he talked to had heard of anything like it. Cater." Your voice cracked at his name. "I don't think I'm ever going home.*
You looked in his eyes and they seemed to be considering something for a moment.
"Is that really a bad thing though? You have so many friends here who care about you."
"But I don't belong here! I'm at a disadvantage in all areas here, plus what if they start to realize I'm just a burden to them, and they leave me?" There you'd said it. The thing you were most worried about.
"What if I end up all alone?" You whispered.
Cater gentle grabbed your chin and turned you to face him.
"Y/N," he said softly. "I moved from place to place my entire childhood. I know how hard it is to be alone. So I'm going to make you a promise I've never made anyone. As long as I'm around, you will never have to be alone."
He was so earnest that it made you start crying again as you whispered back, "Well, then I'm going to promise you never have to be alone any more either"
His eyes widened, and his emerald irises searched your gaze for a minute before he leaned in and gently pressed his lips to yours in a slow gentle kiss. When he pulled away he began to kiss the tears off your face until you were lulled to sleep.
The next morning neither of you spoke about the previous night. The lines between fake and real relationship had grown incredibly blurry, and you were too nervous to question him about it. But Avery night for the rest of the summer, during your late night conversations he would hold you close so that you couldn't possibly feel lonely.
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The school year began, and even though Cater was a fourth year, and off campus for his internship, you tried to meet at least once a month for a date. One night you were getting ready for a date when Ace had asked,
"Are you guys even still fake dating, or is this real. Cause it kind of seems like you're really dating at this point."
"I don't know," you had said. "But I'm too nervous about what it would mean if I found out the answer, so I'm happy with what we have right now.'
Cater seemed the same way, so neither of you got around to addressing it.
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It was one week before Cater was set to graduate, and Crowley had asked you to his office to hear some good news.
"I, in all my graciousness, have found you a way home."
You felt something inside you break.
"Is," your voice cracked so you decided to try again. " Is it like the dorm mirrors where I'd be able to go back and forth? Like even just drop in, tell my family I'm not dead, then come back?"
Crowley frowned. " This portal is so unstable that once you go through it, it will collapse in on itself. The fact that it is even retaining it's shape right now is a miracle."
You swallowed the lump in your throat. "I…. I'm not ready…I have people I need to speak with before I go. You said it was unstable, how long do I have?"
"I would say you have three days at best."
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Cater had come to NRC early when you had texted him and told him you had to talk to him about something important.
While you explained what Crowley told you, and attempted a goodbye discussion, both of you had sat outside of Ramshackle. Cater sat in Stony silence, eyes fixed on a point in the distance, not reacting to a word you said.
"So yeah, that's my piece." You paused, looking at him. "I'm going to make you a tea." 
 You stood up, and as you turned to enter Ramshackle you felt a painful iron grip on your wrist. You looked down at Cater, who still wasn't looking at you, but who's knuckles were white from how tight he was grabbing you.
"You can't leave."
"I owe it to my family after what they've probably been through to let them know I'm not dead." You sighed. "I can't even imagine what…"
"They already think you're dead, what's the harm in letting things stay that way."
You gently tried to pull out of his grip, but his hold got impossibly tighter. "Cater…" you began.
"No!" He turned to face you, and you noticed a tear running down his cheek. " You promised I'd never have to be alone again." He released his grip on your wrist in favor of holding both your hands. "I love you, does that mean nothing to you?"
You gently pulled out of his grip. "Cater, I don't really have a choice" It was getting harder for you to hold this conversation, you just wanted to go inside and cry.
His face firmed up with steely resolve. "Then I'll make the choice for you. Split card." 
Suddenly, you found yourself surrounded by five Caters, each one reaching out to you as if to pull you into them. At another murmur of "split card", there were seven more Caters, and you were starting to feel like you couldn't breathe. You glanced at the original Cater, who was still sitting, but now had only black tears running down his face.
"Stay." All the Caters simultany said and suddenly there were too many Caters to count, all of them overblotting, with inky tears, and long black robes with diamond shaped holes in random spots. They drew closer and closer into you, each trying to grab a piece of you, anything they could reach. And as the panic and claustrophobia rose inside you, you were grateful that you passed out.
                                       …
You woke up on a bed. You assumed it was in the infirmary. You noticed regular, non overblotted Cater sitting next to your bed, stroking your hair.
"You're alright! I was so worried when you overblotted!" You grinned in relief and attempted to sit up so you could hold him in your arms, when you felt an immediate resistance. You looked down at the bed, only to realize you were strapped down to it.
"Cater?" You questioned quietly.
He smiled at you and continued stroking your hair. "Trey and Riddle found me, and helped me snap out of it. They agreed that it was better if you stayed with me, so we brought you here." He paused for a moment, and looked at you with crazed eyes.
 "I'm making the choice for you."
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Hi there! Can I request a part 2 for the Female Tanjiro Reader with Yandere - Cater, Jack, Floyd, Epel, Sebek and Silver? Everyone thinks Reader is a pushover because of how nice and helping she is… until someone torments her brother Nezukuro (That name is absolutely cute) as she’s FIERCELY protective of her brother and desires to return to her world to kill Muzan for massacring her entire family and turning her brother into a demon
BOMUS: Reader shows them her Training Regimen, using the forest and mountain areas (That Jade doesn’t use so he doesn’t get hurt) with traps similar to the Mountain she used to train back in her world (Along with some of the boulders weirdly shaped… until she admits she cut them in half for training)
Reader is VERY encouraging towards Jack, Epel, Sebek and Silver about training (And very willing to show them how her training works to get them to try it)
She doesn’t understand half of what Cater is talking about with technology and slang, but since he gives off a good scent she trusts him and just smiles asking him what he’s talking about (Like when Tanjiro was having a conversation with Kanao)
Reader straight up tells Epel his girlish features are ‘very attractive’ (Reader finds comfort in Epel since he reminds her of Inosuke, even if he’s trying to attack her) and after hearing his struggles only tells Epel he’s attractive/handsome not ‘cute’ (And happily encourages him to try her training once he sees just how strong she is)
Reader sees Silver similar to Nezukuro, and will (VERY carefully not wake him up) move him to places where he’ll sleep more comfortable (Under some shade, a bed, his room, an unoccupied room in Ramshackle) and gushes over Nezukuro having a ‘Napping Buddy/Friend’
Reader is iffy about Sebek since he startled her brother (And reminds the Kamados of Yushiro) and will absolutely get into a full-blown argument with him if he insults her brother saying Malleus is obviously better/more handsome (Thus engaged a side of Reader no one never knew existed; the Sebek Side of her over how amazing Nezukuro is) as well as break a rid of his or two at the beginning for laying a hand on her brother (Nez just wanted to hug Malleus and give/receive head-pats)
Floyd is just going to have a BLAST with his Shrimpy and other Shrimpy
As for Jack, he might just call his mom and dad to let them know he might’ve just found his mate (I can see Jack respecting Nezukuro since he’s strong and protective over his older sister, as well as overcoming his Demonic Self and not devouring humans, takes a lot of willpower and mental strength)
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Tanjiro Reader (2) | Yandere Twisted Wonderland
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Cater Diamond
“W-whoa I didn’t think a human body was capable of that!” 
“Thank you?”
He’s enamored and incomparable to you
You’re deeper than any post he could’ve made
Sweeter than any candy he might post 
And if it weren’t for your complete lack of knowledge about technology
He would have convinced himself he wasn’t worthy of you
But as you struggle to understand how to even take a photo 
He’s taken a thousand of you
He’ll teach you enough
But he’ll probably block all the comments on your posts
Tracking down and bringing an end to any of the comments who seem a little too encouraging
In terms of your ability to smell, well it seems that since you’ve gotten to NRC theres an overwhelming sense of deception, dishonesty, and even some blood
But in your investigations, you’ve found nothing
Maybe that’s just the smell all of Twisted Wonderland has
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Jack Howl
“(Y/n) you’re speed and strength is like none other! Show me your techniques please!”
“Of course! You can come with me on my training route while you practice your water breathing!” He’s floored by how powerful you are even without your sword
While you can explain what Nezukuro is going through he can only speculate in congruence with your own strength
In your world…you have to be that strong to protect yourself from the evil demons?
Then maybe it is best you don’t ever return
But it hurts when his heart swells when you rave about Muzan’s defeat with such fire
But how can he care for his mate if they’re all too eager to return in hopes of killing a creature beyond any reasonable human’s limitations?
He still stuck on that
But while he’s deciding he’ll train alongside you
Becoming a wolf worthy of your love 
And hopefully strong enough to join you when you return
That is if he decides to let you leave
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Floyd Leech 
“Mantis Shrimp! And Bamboo Coral! Training today?”
“Yup! Would you like to join us?”
“Yeah!”
Oddly enough keeps up pretty well with you
Only stopping when he decides he’s had enough and demands you carry him
“Come on Mantis Shrimp you can do it!” 
He doesn’t hide his desire to keep you 
Always challenging you 
You take it lightly evading him as you say how he reminds you of land animal
It’s his attempts at testing your strength
How else is he going to get you to do what he says
Maybe it’ll be different in water but he’s one to take out all competition
Even the mirror that might just bring you home
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Epel Felmier
“Your handsome face remind me of a boar back home!”
“A boar?” 
“Yeah, he’s very strong and he’s awfully excitable.”
“Yeah?! More excitable than me?!”
Is kind of annoyed that there’s anyone resembling him
But he’s blushing at the compliment 
He will not stand for anyone comparing your training routines to what men should be able to do 
You should know by now 
Your gorgeous anomaly that’s physically much stronger than him
But he’d sooner pass out from a flying log than admit that
But you don’t have magic let alone his ability to protect and encase anyone he so pleases
So if worse comes to worse and you or Nezukuro tries to leave
He has just the antidote
But he’s sure his manly charms will have you swooning and begging not to ever leave his side
Maybe he should ask for some guidance from Vil
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Sebek Zigvolt
“THIS–! I-I CAN’T KEEP UP?! HOW CAN THIS BE?!”
“It’s okay Sebek! Everyone has to start from somewhere!” 
“SILENCE! I’ve been training for years…”
“..That’s okay.”
“THAT PAUSE WAS MEANT TO DEMEAN ME WASN’T IT!?”
So insecure and infatuated he can’t handle being around you
You truly are in a league of your own 
Which surely justifies how you occupy his thoughts all the time
When you mention his resemblence to Yushiro, he protests
“I-I’M NOT INLOVE WITH MALLEUS-SAMA! But rather someone else of comparable quality.”
You and Nezukuro have a hard time at first 
But he grows on you
As does his obsession with you
In his twisted psyche it makes sense he one day best you 
Because that means obvious ownership 
Which is why he can’t help but do anything you ask 
It’s only because he hasn’t overcome you yet
But when that happens he’ll be sure to let everyone know of your engagement
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Silver
“You carried me? With Nezukuro on your back?”
“Yeah, well I didn’t want you sleeping in the rain. I’d rather my lap than some mud!”
“///”
He’s swooning when he’s not sparring 
You’re so good at the sword and maintaining your muscularity
Not to mention everytime you look at him he just can’t seem to talk right
Father suggests making your stay permanent 
But maybe he’d give your world a try, there’s plenty of magic in Twisted Wonderland
Maybe he’d help defeat the horror that befell your family and whisk you away 
And then you could start a happy family
You Nezukuro and Silver 
He’d kill for that harmony
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Mystic Cater x reader
tw: yandere
You’ve grown used to the smell of incense. 
The tantalising cent of smoke, lingering around the folds of your clothes,slipping itself into the very strands of your hair. It’s tinged with the scent of nature. Fresh dew, blooming on the blades of grass. 
An odd combination of smells, but somehow it worked. Balancing each other out. The smell of growth and the stench of ruin.
 It smelt like him.
A palm presses against your cheek, calluses firm against your skin. It would have been a gentle caress, if not for the claws that grazed your face. Razor sharp blades, gliding across your cheek. Close. A little too close for your comfort. 
Something snaked around your thigh. Fur brushes against your leg, a soft embrace. Warmth surges through that touch, going straight into the marrow of your bones.A balmy sort of temperature that irritated your skin, making it itch.
His tail  pulses, a heartbeat thumping into yours. A steady beat, against your heart.
Beads of cold sweat grow in between your shoulder blades, slipping down into the base of your spine. Try as you may, your shoulders remain tense, yanked taut. Fingers clenched into rounded fists, in a desperate attempt to quell the tremble that shook all ten of your digits.
Emerald eyes watched your expression, narrowed with a certain kind of cruel amusement. The red eyeliner around his eyes was delicately applied, framing those lovely eyes of his. The crimson of the very blood rushing through your veins, the colour of that organ beating wildly within its cage of bone.
Cater had always relished in your discomfort, as most of his kind do. It’s in his nature to be… mischievous. Although Cater seems to delight in your wincing a little more than the others. 
His thumb slides across the curve of your cheek, stroking it slowly. A seemingly affectionate gesture, yet it sent a shiver racing down your spine, chilling you till the bone. Cater chuckles a little at the way you stiffened, clearly uncomfortable with both his touch and his proximity. 
He moved closer.
Slotting his hips against yours. Tails engulfing both of you, wrapped tightly across your lower torso. Cater’s hand only slips downwards, resting on the bottom of your chin. He guides it up firmly, tilting your gaze upwards. Forcing you to look at him.
A moment of silence, before Cater speaks. A twinkling sort of tone, his words slipping off his tongue like honey. Dripping into your ears smoothly, a siren’s lullaby.
“Ah, Master. You’ve been gone the entire day.
Lil’ old Cay Cay got rather lonely…”
His grip got just a little more tighter. Claws digging into your flesh. Never enough to draw blood, of course. Yet it was enough pressure to bruise, leaving scarlet welts blooming across your face. 
“Why didn’t you bring me with you?”
Mouth opening, you struggled to form words. An apology, an excuse, a reason all meshed together in your mouth, melting into an incoherent stutter. Gulping, you wiggle around in his clasp, desperately hoping that Cater would loosen his grip, that he’ll put some space in between both of you…
That he’ll allow you to breathe.
“Didn’t you promise I’ll never be alone again? You said you’ll be with me. Was that all a lie, Master?”
Another splutter from your lips. Cater grimaces, before he catches himself frowning. Forcing his features into a smile, they looked horribly distorted. The image of a person trying to hold themselves together.
“No, no, it’s alright. Humans are rather fickle. You probably couldn't help it, didn't you? Forgetting promises is just... something you do. ”
This seemed to be said more for his benefit than yours. A way of consolement, as shallow as it was. A sigh of relief slid out of your mouth. Maybe today’s lecture would end with this. Squirming, you shoot Cater with an expectant glance, waiting for him to loosen his grip.
He only watches, showing no intention of freeing your limbs. That horrible, horrible smile still stuck to his face. Immovable, a mask of steel. Yet the slightest hint of his teeth peeked out, pressing against his lips.
The fangs of a beast.
Hand caressing your face once more, he mutters. A short sentence, yet that alone was enough to make your blood run ice cold.
“Guess I'll just have to make it so you'll never leave.
Never leave me.”
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Made for each other
Sorry guys I don't have anything funny to say :(
Warning(s): stalking by Cater, manipulation, obsession, delusional yandere Cater, kinda open-ended
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A new account popped up on Magicam the other day.
The owner of the account was a beautiful person named (Y/N). They were a singer, apparently... and their voice was amazing.
When Cater first saw your pictures, he thought you looked cute. He liked the pic he saw and then scrolled past it.
He saw more pictures of you... and then, he heard your voice. A short video of you singing.
Your beautifully sad songs really spoke to him...
And soon , he couldn't get enough of you.
When he found out you had merch, of course he bought it! Posters, figures, shirts...
He listened to your songs everyday when he was going to school, he'd scroll through your account whenever he had time, he showed your songs to his friends in the pop music club...
By the time summer break rolled around, Cater was borderline obsessed with you.
Near the end of the break, Cater saw you post something.
It was an announcement saying you'd be taking a break for a few years. No more music until your break was over.
Cater was heartbroken! No more new songs from you? But your voice is so wonderful!
But what he read next caused his eyes to light up in excitement.
Sorry that I'll be gone so long guys!! But I promise I have a good reason for it! Are you ready to hear why I'll be gone for a few years? ... ... ... I'll be attending Night Raven College!!!!
You're gonna be attending NRC?! No way!!
That entire announcement made Cater look forward to going to school again.
And what a huge stroke of luck for Cater! You were assigned to Heartslabyul!
On the first day, you were struggling to paint the diamond under your left eye... usually other people would do your makeup for you, you yourself were terrible at doing it.
"Heya! You having trouble?" An energetic voice said from behind you. "I can help ya!"
"Really?" You asked.
"Yep! Come on, turn around." You turned around when he asked you to. "You were assigned the diamond suit, right? Hey, twinsies!!" He said, pointing the the diamond marking in his face. "By the way, my name's Cater Diamond! What's yours?"
"It's, uh, (Y/N)." You responded.
"No way! (Y/N)? Like that awesome singer who popped up recently?"
"...yeah."
"That's so cool!" Cater said to you happily. "Since you're new here, you probably don't know your way around the school, huh?" He said, helping you with your makeup. "I can show you around if you'd like!"
"Really? Thanks so much!"
"No problemo, (Y/N)~!"
Cater helped you adjust to life at Night Raven College. You thought of him as a friend!
Cater was always so nice to you. You had no idea what he was hiding from you.
Until one day...
One day.
You couldn't find Cater anywhere that day, and you had something you really needed help with, so you tried to find him.
You knocked on his door, before opening it.
And what you saw inside... surprised you, to say the least.
He had... a lot of your merch. So much that you felt a little unsettled. But you understood it was probably innocent!
You saw his phone unlocked on his bed. And you, being the snoop you are, decided to look at his phone.
It was opened on his Magicam. On his account, there was a picture of you. One you don't remember him taking.
Dating cute little (Y/N) is hard sometimes! They're known all around the school since they're a celebrity, so we gotta deal with paparazzi every now and again lol. But besides that, we have a perfect life! Love you sweetie~!
...dating?
Did... did Cater think the two of you were in a relationship?
"Oh! There you are, (Y/N)!" You heard Cater say from behind you. "Don't you know looking through someone's phone is rude?"
"Cater... w-what does this mean...?" You asked, showing him his phone.
"Ohhh... you weren't supposed to see that. But I mean, we are basically dating already." Cater explained. "I mean, I just love you so, so much, (Y/N)! C'mon, you accept my confession, don'tcha~? We were practically made for each other! So you should accept!"
"Don't you understand we were made for each other?"
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The “Little Things” they do(Heartslabyul)
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------------Riddle---------------------------------- “Is this tea to your liking” Riddle asked as he pours some in my cup and I just nod as i fix my outfit “Riddle I know I remind you of someone but do I really have to wear this? I don’t think this matches my style” i asked which he frowned . You said you would oblige me, did you not?” he asked “well yes but-” i was about to finish but seeing riddle’s face scares me a little. Unlike the irritated and angry faces he makes with ace and deuce, this felt different. Like something’s off.like he could kill me right now. “Were you lying when you said that?” he asked as the grip on his cup tightened and i shook my head no then he calmed down “I knew it. You wouldn't lie to me although I must argue, the dress/suit really suits you well. I see no other wearing them” Riddle smiles and I nod awkwardly trying to brush off what has happened. “You had me worry for a moment. I though you were trying to make me upset. You wouldn't want to make me angry right?” he asked “ n no.” I replied,he beamed “Good. I’ll be right back. I want to see how the tarts are coming along” Riddle said as he dismissed himself from the table. This gotta be the first time I’ve ever seen that angry face directed towards me.
-----------Trey--------------------------------------------- “Smells good in here” I mumbled as I reached the kitchen. “Good evening,(y/n). You’re just the person I wanted to see today” Trey said as he stirred some pastry dough “I need to make some filling for some cream puffs can you start making the filling for me” He asked and I nodded. He’s done stuff for me might as well return the favor right. Per his instructions I prepared and made the mixture to the T. then i began stirring in my own little world when a cold chill was felt behind me and a hand wrapped around mine “you’re mixing it wrong. You’re supposed to be more gentle with it” Trey said as he moved the stirring spoon in my hand,mixing the filling slowly and carefully while he placed the other on my hips like he’s keeping me stable. Once done he took the bowl from my grasp and set it aside “thank you for the help i appreciate it” he said as he kissed my hand before I left. I wonder when he began to be so touchy?
----------Deuce-------------------------------------- “T this is for you” Deuce said as he held out a singular flower out to me “aww. That’s so sweet of you deuce” I said as i took the flower “are you cleaning the manor today. Can i help?” Deuce asked eagerly “well ya, i am. It’s nothing i need help with-” i could barely get the rest out as he sprinted away. I sighed and let deuce clean whatever he thought was dirty or dusty. Really i was just going to sweep the second floor and dust the paintings. While i was dusting Deuce came running up the stairs eager to see me “I cleaned the down stairs for you” He said “oh thank you. I guess that leaves one less thing to take care of. Anyway what’s all this for” I asked he looked down slightly “I remember helping you with chores like this. Its a way we spend our days together” He replied oddly enough “well who am I to deny your umm…. Nostalgia” I chucked “than can i stay with you. I always wanted to go into ramshackle with you” deuce beamed as he grabbed my hand “I don’t think you can” i replied “We can try. I can try. I’ll even break down the door if it means we can get inside” Deuce smiled as his grip tightens “umm how about we just take a walk around the property. Maybe chat about your memories” I spoke finding some quick way to snap him out of whatever zone he was in “oh that’s fine too. Shall we” he said as he let go of my hand. What’s gotten into him?
---------Ace---------------------------------------------- “HA HA I won! Finally!” ace exclaimed as he slaps down the final uno card “you’re a fast learner” I smiled as I equally enjoyed myself “Do i get a prize” Ace asked “a prize?” I questioned and he nods “if you win a game you get prizes. Money, bragging rights, even valuables.” Ace listed “well i have nothing on me right now so maybe we could ask trey to bake you some treats or something” I offered “hmmmm…That’s not fair. You lost~” he said as he rest his head on his hand “how about a kiss” Ace asked “I don’t think I’m capable of doing that” I chucked “Why not. You never hesitated before. Come on just on the cheek” He smiled “or do you want me to just steal one from you” he asked with a certain… hostility. “Fine, fine. Come here” I said. He smiled widely and practically skipped over. He went on his knees and I bestowed a kiss on the cheek satisfying him…for now at least. Although he was always satisfied when I offered Trey’s treats. Wonder what changed?
--------Cater--------------------------------------------------------- I couldn't move. The cold shot me awake but I couldn't move. This happens many nights in a row. I’ll give it 3. Sleepless,cold ,and motionless. Truly a horrifying experience. “You don’t look so well” a voice spoke snapping me out of my slight trance. How long was i staring at that wall. I turned to see Cater “oh it’s just I haven’t been sleeping well these past few days I was staying here” I explained “oh that’s too bad. How about I’ll make you some tea before bed” Cater offered. I nod. That night before bed, Cater prepared some tea of my liking then disappeared somewhere. The warm drink relaxed my body and mind almost like a soft invisible blanket or a nice lullaby. I should thank Cater personally so I began making way to the art room. I didn’t see Cater but what I did see was an uncovered painting. Curiosity got the best of me so I took a peak. To my horror and surprise it was a painting of me asleep “do you like it” A Cater spoke from behind which made me jump “This one is much better then the last. At least i would think so” he adds “...but why in my sleep” i asked “I like to see you in your most natural state. I told you this remember..well it was some time ago.” he said as he placed his hand underneath his chin “I wonder why you dislike it. Were you lying when you said you didn’t mind or has time chipped your memory” Cater mumbled but quickly waved it off “anyways. It’s late and you should be asleep. I’ll be up and fixing and making final touches” Cater stated as he passed me. I couldn't sleep after that. “Did I really say that?”
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