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angelic-dew · 1 year

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yandere gyutaro headcannons !

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🖇 ୧・request; " I really liked your yan kokushibo headcannons, can I get akaza, doma and gyutaro next plss?? "

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🪴 ୧・author's note; here's pt. 2!! as promised :) If you want to view akaza's click here, to view kokushibo's click here. next up should be inosuke then doma! i lowkey made gyutaro sound like the joker lmfao

✧༉‧₊˚୨ 🍃 ୧・ pairing; gyutaro x g/n reader! {you/your pronouns!}

✧༉‧₊˚୨ ✖ ୧・trigger warnings; manipulation, isolation, kidnapping, stalking, vague mentions of physical abuse, psychotic behavior, possessive nature, jealousy, abuse of power, love-bombing and grammar errors. If you are sensitive towards any of these themes please dni for they will be mentioned. {proofread.}

⚝. Just a reminder I don't tolerate nor do I encourage the following topics in reality; I like keeping it strictly to fiction.

꒰🪴꒱. Gyutaro is mesmerized by you. You were simply a treasure that needed to be preserved from the harsh reality of this cruel world. He couldn't lose you to the others who were out to get you for their own selfish desires and needs! The others only wanted you to suffice their own egotistical needs of theirs, they didn't care for you. They didn't for what you were. They only needed you for their own purposes, afterwards, they would simply discard you as if you meant as little as a speck of dust. A germ. An imperfection.

꒰🍃꒱. Well, that's what he thought about the others around you - so despicable and disgusting. They always reminded him of his past, when he was weak, feeble, a good-for-nothing, a useless, ugly child. All he wanted was to protect the ones he loved; his precious sister, Ume. He'd risk his life just for her, she was his everything and the only one who didn't frown upon him.

꒰🪴꒱. Unlike his fellow demons (Kokushibo + Akaza), you two never actually encountered eachother. It was more of a love-at-first-sight situation honestly. While at the Entertainment district one faithful night, he saw you from the shadows whilst Daki was busy capturing more victims to add to the food supply. You were walking and minding your own business as his eyes sage-green eyes glowed almost perfectly in the darkness which he watched from, a soft orangey umber lightly glistened to compliment his pupils. Those eyes followed your every move and trait you exhibited right there and then.

꒰🍃꒱. Gyutaro found you rather intriguing. Something radiated off of you, and that something wrapped him around your pinky. Was this some kind of spell of sorts? You were so alluring! But again, you were human. Those same disgusting creatures which he utterly despised. They could be so cruel. So unforgiving with no compassion for those in a position lower than them. He wanted to get away from you; you could've been of the same breed, a repulsive soul.

꒰🪴꒱. Surely, that could potentially be the case, however, why would he be so captivated by you if that were to be true? It didn't add up! He hasn't felt this way towards anyone but Daki; and it's safe to say, she isn't human. Not anymore at least. However, this felt stronger and it had more of a certain grasp on him than previously thought. What was he doing being so caught up with a simpleton?

꒰🍃꒱. He kept watching. The further you walked into the district, he began moving from roof to roof, still keeping himself hidden but still able to sneak glimpses of you. Your hair swayed in the chilling gale as an angelic smile plastered itself along your face, he watched how your face crinkled from your smile. It was so adorable.

꒰🪴꒱. He blushed. The heat was ever so slowly rising to his face as he kept watching you in all your beauty, you were a natural charmer, possibly. Gyutaro had never been so caught up with someone let alone a human like this before! But it could've been petty feelings due to the given moment. It wasn't a puppy crush after all, he would most likely never see you ever again. Yet, that was something he didn't want to happen.

꒰🍃꒱. He was so torn between letting you go or keeping you for himself. He is a bit selfish. As the night was still young, he took this time to his advantage. Meticulously taking his time to watch you, looking about to see if you talked to specific persons, your interests? Maybe even mannerisms and habits you exhibited at the time. Honestly, he did find you a bit strange even if you had him head-over-heels. Yoshiwara was known for sex work and having many prostitutes; who knew what you went there for.

꒰🪴꒱. Hours upon hours went by, it felt like mere minutes to Gyutaro. At that time, you've already done your business at the district and was focused on making your way back home. He couldn't lose you like that! Not after you captured his attention that is. He needed to know more about you to know you inside and out.

꒰🍃꒱. He finally made up his mind. He was going to follow you home; so creepy! But he did what had to be done. He followed you from afar still keeping you in his line of sight and made sure to remember where you lived. He had to retain that information, it's not like he'd see you often at the district.

꒰🪴꒱. Within a matter of 2-3 weeks, he observed your routine. Likes, interests, habits, eating patterns, sleeping patterns and all. Keeping tabs on you nearly always (when he could at least). The nights were spent with him carefully peeking through your window, watching your chest rise up and down as you slept peacefully, unaware of the green eyes resting themselves on your figure.

꒰🍃꒱. I am a firm believer that the demon tends to take things of yours just before you head to bed/not in the room at the time. He's sneaky and cunning with it as well; only small stuff though! Things such as a small fragment of clothing or trinket in your room that still has lingering touches of your scent. Something not so detectable.

꒰🪴꒱. As for rivals, he'd never dare to hurt them well maybe one or two, but what's one human less? Gyutaro is more of a person, well demon, to sulk in his own mind and overthink that'd you'd always prefer that person over him; after all he's an ugly, pathetic demon. That's all he is right? He just hates the thought of you belonging to another besides him.

꒰🍃꒱. It doesn't take him long to inform Daki of his new found strange behavior (sneaking out at nights all the time). And she is astonished, he older brother having a crush over someone? They must be great. If only it was a simple crush and not a full-blown obsession. However, as soon as Daki hears it's a human she's partially skeptical over this whole situation, yet she wants her beloved brother happy. Even when he rants for ages about you like a fangirl.

꒰🪴꒱. Honestly, it doesn't take him long to finally take you as his own; with the help (and permission) of Ume of course. He truly cannot withstand seeing you interact with those others. Who knows what their intentions may be? And after so many years of pining after you,, he needs to feel you. Just feel the soft warmth of your skin against his for once, his only wish.

꒰🍃꒱. At last, he took you to your new home! where he and his sister resides at the district. He felt so ecstatic that you're finally near him, now he doesn't have to make it a chore to find you every night. Isn't that great? You'll be right next to him every second of every day! In contrast to Gyutaro, Daki seems to be harsher towards you. Don't get me wrong she likes you, for her brother's sake, but you're a mere human. You better not try anything with her brother.

꒰🪴꒱. As expected, when you awoke you would freak out. Both of them would obviously have to explain themselves, more importantly, your fanboy had to. He was nervous and jittery, being in your presence sent him sky high! But he wasn't the most - good looking; he knew this well and clear.

꒰🍃꒱. Therefore, he opted to win you over with gifts. Maybe have Daki go and get you a nice outfit to suit your beauty, how about flowers? Many people like that! A home-cooked meal? Well he usually eats his meals raw.. but will try just for you! He just wants to have your love all to himself. Tying you up and night or holding you tightly within his arms. Sniffing at your hair and eagerly cherishing your scent. Wishing for you to be his yet doubt lingered in the back of his mind. It hurts him. Please, don't try to even fight back; it will not end well, especially if Daki is around - she can be ill-tempered.

꒰🪴꒱. You better get used to your new normal. It's not changing for even a moment.

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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 11 months

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Young Deity | Platonic Yandere Dōma x Toddler Reader

Prior Installments 1, 2,

“Papa, I made a bookway for you!”

“Oh? Why thank you (Y/n)! Did you pick these flowers all by yourself?”

You nodded, gleefully watching as your rainbow-eyed father lit up with excitement. Scooping you up into his cold embrace, kissing your chubby cheeks as you beamed with pride. He took the gaggle of flowers and motioned for one of your maids to get a vase for your gift. While you waited for your father’s attention to return to you, you looked at the various people bowing within the room. Letting your own rainbow-flashing eyes roam over those in the room, no one seemed to stick out to you except for a younger woman’s eyes disappearing with her bowing head. You said nothing as you looked up to your father whose annoyed stare bore into your face until you met his gaze. Once you did your father gave you a fanged smile before snuggling against your head; easily dismissing the crowd.

“That will be all for today. Leave us.”

“Thank you Dōma-sama!” “Thank you, oh great one!”

You watched as they all filtered out, especially the woman with the bright eyes; with two other followers flanking her sides. She was odd to you but you thought nothing of it when you buried your face into the cloth of your father’s robes.

“What is it my precious? What’s bothering you?”

“...not’ing Papa…I jus’ wanna see ya.”

“Awww but of course! You know I’ll leave everything for you!” The demon lifted your tiny body up high bringing you back to his chest as he addressed your armed maids.

“What’s next on (Y/n)’s schedule?”

Yun spoke up bowing deeply as she spoke. “First they will be having lunch than their evening nap. After that, they will have their economic instruction and then–”

“That’s enough Yun we’re skipping schooling today.”

“Yes, Dōma-sama.” If she wanted to protest she gave no sign, instead waiting to be dismissed as her leader cradled you as he walked away. Holding you up with ease he put his ear to your tummy nodding to nothing as he heard your giggles vibrate.

“Oh my? Is that a hungry tummy I hear? Is it really time for us to feed it already?”

He cooed as you giggled at his antics. All but familiar with the urgency he made his demands for your food. In no time at all various trays were prepared with smaller chopsticks in your hand you sat on your father’s lap as you dove into your meal.

You missed the way Doma’s eyes darkened when you smiled to yourself cheeks full of your meal. But he quickly brightened once more as you eagerly agreed to hid question-not that he would have let you refuse.

“Hey precious, why doesn’t Papa feed you? All you’ll have to do is sit there and Papa will do the rest. Sounds good, right?”

“Okay!”

You sat comfortable in your father’s lap, letting your stomach weigh heavy as you let the spoon hover to your mouth with ample sizes. Dōma admired the little smile and the nonsensical tapping of your hands as you chewed on your food. He watched as your eyes began to droop and he had to prod at your lips for you to open them. When you no longer perked up to eat he hummed at the steady sound of your little breaths. Discarding the utensils and the tray of unfinished food he scooped you up leaving the conference room for your shared bedroom. Dōma didn’t need sleep but he would rather be slain then have you refuse to cuddle up to him as you fall asleep. Being the sole instigator of any emotions he refuses to let you sleep without him being there; whether its along with you or watching from afar.

“...bright eyes…flow’r…”

Dōma’s rainbow gaze snapped to you as you mumbled in your sleep. It was something you did often but always with traits or names he recognized. Master was Muzan, Koku was Kokushibo, Soft lady was Daki, and you had plenty of other names you dubbed by those that you met. But bright-eyes was a new one. He fought the desire to tighten his hold on you. Wouldn't want you waking up or breaking your tiny little body. He planned to satiate the uncomfortable spike that the mere title brought him. Deciding it best to be patient for the time being.

“Bright eyes, huh? Well, I wonder what you're like?”

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“Oh great young one! It is an honor to happen upon your presence!”

The voice of a woman had you looking up from your figurines, your maid on staff already standing guarded. It was the woman you had spotted bowing to your father, what caught your attention were her eyes. Brightly green, with olive skin she was like no one you’d ever seen before. That and your eyes seemed to go to her every time she was in the room. Black hair curved around her face held up by an intricate flower that matched her kimono.

She bowed slowly letting her gaze rise up to look at you as you stared at the flower. Tilting your head at the sight, you spoke with intention.

“That flower is it…a Dahlia?”

The woman snapped up with a smile on her face as she hovered her hand over the flower.

“Hah~! Your young grace even knows this?! How wise and powerful of you~!”

You rubbed at your eyes, an irritation building up as you pushed away a thought. What’s a Dahlia? Nonetheless, you continued. Not like you couldn't anyway.

“Do you own a flower…shop?”

“Hmmhmm~! Back home my father has a plantation that farms many things, I’ve recently come to bring some of his flowers here!”

She happily informed which immediately spawned another question but you had your own.

“Is that…heallf’y?”

“Excuse me, your grace?”

“Fer da plants, da ones dat bewong he’r?”

Your maid preened as you asked such an informed question. She and her nurse counterparts had recently informed you about the intricacies of ecosystems. Any normal child wouldn't have understood, most definitely, but you of course were above them in every which way! She couldn't be more proud. Unfortunately, the heiress didn’t feel the same, letting a shadow fall over her face. But as quickly as it came it was gone back to her beaming visage, or it would have been had it not been for her twitching eye. That question burned in your head forcing you to ask with an intensity that made her nervous.

“Have you ever had a flower called the blue-spider lily?”

She faltered returning to bowing as she apologizes, “N-no, your greatness! B-but I can find it I’m sure!”

You gave a look of disappointment turning back to your figurines, where you found that you weren’t as hurt as before. You refused to think about it anymore instead looking to your caretaker to take you away. You didn’t want to talk to this woman anymore, attempting to move to your caretaker’s open arms.

“Wait! Your grace could you offer me your divine word?!--”

“L-let–”

The pull against your garbs was tight. You worried you'd lose them if she didn't stop.

“Please your grace! I’ve been having trouble with my business lately–”

“Pwease let–”

“--The donations! I can give greater if only you would–”

“Didn’t you hear them? They asked you to let them go.”

Dōma’s voice rang out with an audience of other followers watching in scorn. Your maid acted fast slapping the woman’s hand away from you. Everyone watched in silence as she stood frozen in place. Broken out of your stillness by the nudge from your maid, you ran to your father letting him scoop you into his arms to hold you close.

“Yun, if you’d please.”

“Yes, great one.”

Your maid drew closer to her as Douma shielded your sight, turning away to walk to one of the many rooms meant for enlightenment. Over your father’s shoulder you peeked around to see the woman now in tears soon blocked by the followers gathering tightly around her.

“It’s not a loss. she hasn’t been all that giving anyway.” Douma spoke in the empty room, letting you play with another set of figurines as he lounged about.

“She…owns a fl’wr shop…” Douma snapped his gaze toward you, smiling pensively as he tilted his head.

“Oh is that so? Well I wonder…?” He left the question unfinished continuing the thought in his head as he thought of his master. He watched you fiercely rub your eyes with your little hands as you spoke in a low tone.

“She doesn’t know about it.”

He smiled as he watched you sneeze before going back to playing with your figurines. Looking deeply into your own rainbow-shifting eyes he let out a dry laugh as he rubbed your head.

“Well isn’t that helpful?”

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