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macsimagines · 4 months

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Izana, Kisaki + Mikey finding their girlfriend sleeping in one of their shirts, like willingly? 🧡

TW: YANDERE BEHAVIOR, ABUSIVE BEHAVIOR, NEGLECT, MENTION OF KIDNAPPING

Yandere!Izana Kurokawa

It started off with him kind of... not letting you leave his place. You came over for a late night booty call, and instead of demanding you get out of his face he wouldn't let you go that night.

Come the next morning and you wake up before him and you decide to dip before he can wake up and tell you to fuck off. Izana has never been overtly affectionate with you and you don't want to push him too far afterall.

But then you get a call later that day and he sounds...off.

"Hello-," "Just where the fuck are you, Y/N?" "O-oh? I woke up and left?" You tell him and you're so caught off guard by the slight annoyance in his voice what could you have done wrong?

"Why?"

And that throws you completely off. "Wasn't I supposed to?"

He doesn't answer. Just hangs up and you're left wondering what the hell happened, but you just shrug it off as maybe him not liking that one of his possessions left without permission...

The next time you two hookup, its the same thing. He's not trying to let you leave, and so you sleep over naked and just plan on wearing the same clothes you came in tomorrow. Except...

"I want you here when I get back, Y/N." He tells you before he leaves the next morning. And for whatever reason that look in his eyes means not to test him so you just sit around and wait for him all day.

But your clothes are kind of uncomfortable and its getting so laaaate. Izana wouldn't mind you borrowing one of his shirts right?

He really doesn't come back until 1am, and he's very happy you listened like a good girl, and even happier to see you dressed in one of his shirts while you sleep.

Izana thinks that he probably won't have to get your clothes from your old place. You could just use his. Ya. That'll be fine. Its his gift to you, for finally moving in with him where you belong.

Yandere!Kisaki Tetta

You're a true fucking brat. No really, you've somehow become the single biggest pain in the ass he's ever had to deal with. You throw out everything he buys you, you scream and demand your freedom at every turn, you're constantly trying to escape him...

But he loves you, really and truly adores you, and you're not going anywhere now that he's got you locked in his penthouse. He won't make the same mistake, he's going to keep this one alive. You'll just have to learn to love him.

Oh but your latest tantrum has him rethinking it all. You set fire to the apartment, burning all the clothes he bought you in the bathtub and almost getting the cops called.

But he was smart, smoothed over the situation and had you sedated before you could throw an even bigger fit. Honestly, some small part of him doesn't think you're worth the trouble but he comes home the next day and those thoughts are all dashed.

You're laying in one of his silk shirts, bundled into the sheets so sweetly he thinks he can feel his heart actually ache at the sight of you.

You're so precious, and perfect to him. "That was expensive," he'll try to say dismissively, he doesn't want you to think he's forgiven you for your little fit just yet, "I burned all the other ugly stuff you got me. At least your clothes are comfortable." "..."

He won't say anything after that, but he does make a mental note that perhaps the Gucci and the Balenciaga are probably not to your tastes. He should just get you things in the same style as him. Couples matching outfits could be nice.

Yandere!Manjiro Sano

Douchebag does not let you wear clothes he does not approve of. You belong to him and every aspect of your life belongs to him too, even what you wear.

And sometimes it's fine. Sometimes he's not around and you don't have to wear the skimpy dresses and designer shoes that hurt, sometimes you get to be comfortable and just chill out in your pajamas.

But you got too comfortable. He'd been gone for weeks again, because Micky comes and goes as he pleases, so you thought your usual fits would be fine.

Then he returns and for some reason he's pissed. It could be because the cops are on his ass, something didn't go his way or maybe his underlings were pissing him off, but for whatever reason for his rage he's decided he's going to take it out on you.

"What, Y/N? All the money I spend on nice clothes not good enough? You don't like the pretty thing I buy you?" "M-Mikey please-," "Too fuckin' good for the shit I give you?"

You're stripped bare and naked. For days. If you won't wear what he so graciously and lovingly gives you then you don't get to wear anything. And you're just shivering cold for a week straight trying to curl in yourself for any kind of warmth and comfort.

But after seven days of this hell you can't take it anymore. He doesn't even let you have sheets or blankets in your room anymore how the hell are you supposed to survive.

Thankfully, you find one of his discarded sweaters near the bed you two share and through it on without a second thought. You're nauseated because it still smells like him, but you can't bring yourself to take it off and be cold again.

You just snuggle into the fabric and finally find enough warmth and comfort to sleep that night. When Mikey comes home and sees you he realizes he's no longer angry. In fact, he's more than pleased.

"You just wanted to wear my clothes this whole time? That's fine. We'll share a wardrobe."

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere manjiro sano #yandere mikey sano #yandere izana kurokawa #yandere izana #yandere tetta kisaki

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spooklies-archive · 2 years

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Yandere Tetta Kisaki Profile

masterlist

warnings: mind break.

• Type of Yandere: Tetta is what most who know him; a control freak. And when things don’t go his way, he’s already working through possibilities on how to change that. The same would go for his darling, which would lead him to be possessive over them. And in order to keep that control, he’ll use more manipulative means to ensure that they stay wrapped around his finger.

• Love Language: He’s not much of a physical type of guy but more so action oriented in terms of giving his darling things they want or spoiling them with whatever it is they need. He doesn’t however use his gifting as a way to guilt his darling into repaying him, instead doing so out of genuine love and a want to see them happy by something he sees as mundane as giving a basic necessity. He does so in hopes that they’ll come to repay him on their own terms and not out of obligation.

• Their Biggest Fear: His biggest fear, like most yanderes, is losing his darling. But for him it’s losing his darling out of his own incompetence. Which is why he’s always on his toes, preparing for the worst-case scenarios, so that if something ever does come then he’ll be ready to deal with it then.

• Kidnapping: If things aren’t going his way, then he would most definitely resolve to kidnapping his darling as a way to get that back. You see, when things aren’t going the way they’re supposed to, he becomes restless. And when they aren’t behaving the way they should, he sees kidnapping as a plausible way to correct that.

• How Easy is it to Escape? Not so easy. Tetta with all of his power has just about the highest grade of security in terms of men and technology. If you were to escape, then you’d need to somehow get some inside help. But the chances of that happening are low, as every one of his guards are beyond loyal.

• Punishments: Tetta would never touch you without permission, and that goes for violence and sexual wise. His punishments would be more on his darlings mental, knowing that lessons are better taught when done there rather than to the body. He may isolate you in a barren room, one meal a day with no human contact for as long as he sees fit, until you’ve been broken enough mentally to let you out. He’s not cruel enough to hit you, but he isn’t against torturing you in ways worse than any hand is capable of.

• Difference to Other Yanderes: Tetta Kisaki is a powerful man, his influence spanning all across Tokyo and other parts of Japan for that matter. If you ever were to escape, then he could easily gain outside help to get you back. And with how rich he is he’d simply improve on his security to fix whatever flaw it was that allowed you to escape in the first place.

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insensity · 1 year

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The mix feeling of tetta when he hear the word "tetta i'm scared" come out from you, the fact that he's turn on about it made him even more protective of u

#Yandere tetta kisaki #kisaki x reader #kisaki smut #tokyorev kisaki

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kinkandkreep · 6 months

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One of my favorite flavors of Yandere is that mental switch that happens when initially, the Yandere in question is nonchalant about any potential feelings anyone may have for them, and they, whether displayed or not, have a haughty little 'humph' about themselves that signals they believe they're all that, but then you come along and care very little about their status or looks or what have you.

Now, don't mistake, they don't fall for you simply because you're the opposite of vain and are decidedly not preoccupied with their outward appearance, they become obsessed with you because they can't comprehend that you don't actually care about them.

What do you mean you don't care? Have you not seen him? He's good looking, he's suave, he's charismatic and there's nothing funny about his money either.

He's got women and men flocking to his side, all vying for his attention and assets.

He's never had any trouble getting what he desires and he's never devoted any time to things he's deemed beneath him.

So why?

Why does little ole you occupy so much of his mental?

You're not anyone particularly special, hell he doesn't even think he likes you.

And oftentimes, you act like you don't even know that he exists.

This...infuriates him.

But, on the flip side, it also inexplicably turns him on.

He didn't mention it before, but he's also always been fond of a good challenge, and he despises losing.

Not that he's ever lost.

And it seems you might just prove to be his biggest challenge yet.

・。.・゜✭・.・✫

~Gojo, Eren, Mikey, Izana, Kisaki, Neuvillette, Daisuke, Bakugou, Hawks (Keigo Takami)

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cheesus-doodles · 1 year

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Since I rarely saw (y/n) being an executive alongside Hanma and Kisaki, here I go with platonic Hanma, (y/n), Kisaki trio. Those two spoil you when you are very much capable of buying your own things, probably teased you for being single when those two ARE THE REASON WHY YOU'RE SINGLE, won't date you but won't allow anyone to touch you either. You're probably hated by the girls Hanma and Kisaki surrounded themselves with tho.

IM FEELING SOME HCs SO HAVE SOME ANON - these takes place in the future between the Bloody Halloween arc and the Black Dragon arc

Masterlist

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Toman Executive Reader + Yan BFF Hanma & Kisaki HCs

Yandere Platonic Hanma & Kisaki

how you managed to befriend these two delinquents of all people is a different matter, but needless to say once they were fixed on you, they don't ever leave again

if you already had another job, too bad, you don't anymore - Hanma and Kisaki would have pulled out all stops to get you out from there, even if it meant burning the entire company down

these two (mostly Kisaki) definitely only agreed to you being a Toman executive alongside them because it would be so much easier to keep an eye on you

none of the other Toman executives understand why you are even an executive to begin with, as you’ve never been a formal part of Toman before - you only pulled in much later on once Kisaki became Mikey's right hand man

and neither were you able to stomach the mere mention of murder, let alone any of the more more awful and gritty crimes that Toman gets up to

you're barely even present at the regular earning meetings, since your job is a very surface level job, in charge of running of their smaller shell companies, and you don't exactly bring in the big bucks for the gang

but of course no one is going to question Kisaki about it, especially not if Mikey has already agreed to it

you're still given a hefty salary despite contributing almost nothing though, courtesy of your two friends

but that doesn't matter, since they would buy everything for you

house? nope, you stay with them in their Toman penthouse for "safety reasons", and no one seems to be be willing to rent or sell to you for some reason

clothes and bags? oh whaddya know, they mistakenly bought the wrong size/fit/style/gendered clothes again and its perfectly in your size and suits you - you don't want to these extremely expensive items to go to waste do you?

food? why do you want to go out and eat when they have their own personal, vetted team of chefs who can whip anything you can think of up?

you're spoiled and pampered whether you want to be or not, because Kisaki and Hanma are incapable of seeing you as anything but that small fragile friend that they made all those years ago

and you would always be that small friend to them who couldn't even take a fall without crying, let alone throw a punch to save your life

you weren't built for this world, certainly not their dark, messed-up world, and therefore it's up to them to shelter and protect you

you brighten their bloody lives, so its no wonder that these two love to spend every minute they can with you

anything that the two don't like, such as clothes that were too skimpy for their taste or that they didn't look good on you, gifts given to you by people they didn't approve of, would evaporate the moment you turn away

and you can't get a straight answer out of them what happened - they wouldn't lie to you, but that didn't mean they wouldn't run circles around your head with what they did with your stuff

no way would you be ever able to beat either men in their game of words

if not one or both of them being at your side constantly, they have an excuse to have a full team of their most trusted security forces accompany you absolutely everywhere

cameras and microphones absolutely everywhere in your home, at your office, in your car, hidden trackers on you and your stuff

these boys can't function without knowing everything about you and what you were doing - they just simply have to know that you were still alive, you were okay, and you weren't doing anything they wouldn't approve of behind their backs

like meeting strangers, getting into trouble with other gangs, or worst of all, finding a partner

even during meetings they have updates on your whereabouts and actions constantly pinging their phone

starts getting visibly fidgety when the updates go quiet for five minutes, to the point one or both of them would stand up and leave the room to call and get a hold of you

despite being part of the literal yakuza, you still have a set of rules that you have to follow, laid down by your two friends, which included not allowing you to get your hands dirty with actual yakuza work (the irony)

good cop, bad cop kind of system I would image, though the boundaries between good and bad are kinda blurred when it comes to Hanma and Kisaki

Hanma is more often than not the good cop; a lot more relaxed when it comes to you and your rules - more than happy to turn a blind eye to anything less than serious if it met you would come running to him to hide from Kisaki

would also be the one to spoil you rotten, taking you out for shopping and partying (at private Toman clubs with selected people only of course)

whereas Kisaki would be more the bad cop more often than not, being the one that has to remind you and hold you to their rules, and dish out the punishments whenever you break them

be it smacking you on your hands to the more severe locking you in a room for a week with no contact

but Kisaki does have his soft moments and Hanma does have his tougher moments - each of them have their boundaries when it comes to you and your antiques

they don't want to have to break bones or cut flesh to get you to listen to them, but push them to far and you probably wouldn't like what they become when their need to protect you and their jealousy get out of hand

no dating is an unspoken rule for you laid down by Kisaki, especially so among the other executives, though not that you know about it

doesn't matter if its a boy, girl, or anything in between, the only people in your life should just be Hanma and Kisaki

but you're still a sight for sore eyes when you do get invited to their manager meetings, with the rest of the executives being able to breathe a bit easier and relax even in the presence of Kisaki

they know that your presence means that none of the two would be pulling any funny business

neither like to have to beat the living shit or execute someone in front of you, so that is usually kept behind close doors

they keep an eye on the few executives who they think might be more of an issue to handle if they get to you, or they think you're one charming smile away from falling for

you have tried making small talk with a few of them, only for the reaction you get being for them to simply look away and pretend you haven't said anything, to whoever it is scrambling to get away from you

friendly, smiling face at you; dirty, warning side eye when facing away at everyone else

neither Hanma nor Kisaki would touch you either - no no, they can never see you in that kind of light

and neither did you see them as potential romantic partners

so single you remain, even if its against your will - none of your dates ever seem to go right, if they even turn up

Hanma lives for excitement, so drugs and girls seem to be up his alley whenever he ventures out into the night, whereas Kisaki doesn't seem to be the sort to go out of his way to get girls, but no doubt with his position of power there will be those who want to be seen with him and maybe even catch his eyes

so no doubt you would always be crowded around by jealous girls who can't believe that of all people you're the one that seems to always have Kisaki's and Hanma's attention

they won't tolerate any sort of actual malice or slander tossed your way though, and especially not any sort of advance on you though Toman should know better

a general increase in crime can be noted on those nights that they allow you out

p.s. if you read this, thanks for reading to the end! do consider coming to join us on Discord! i'm always there and I love TR

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meraxesmoon · 4 months

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Thinking about Kisaki Tetta...

warnings: yandere content, dark content, tbh tr went stale without him lol, this is inspired by the show YOU on Netflix, just started watching it and it gave me some major tetta vibes, marriage, sugar daddy vibes

┍━━━━━━━ ˗ˏˋ ꒰ ♡ ꒱ ˎˊ˗━━━━━━━┑

Kisaki, who really is just a pathetic creep on the inside.

He loves his darling so much that it physically pains him when he isn't near them, so he likes to keep tabs on them always. He's extremely intelligent, so Tetta does this for a very long time, and his obsession goes on for years before he tries to romantically approach his darling.

Once he does, though, it goes pretty smoothly, for the most part. Tetta likes to keep his personal life away from his darling, so I don't think they would find out about his gang activity until after they're in too deep with him. Like, I can imagine him married and still not revealing his job to his darling. He just doesn't think they need to know.

He keeps a pretty direct schedule.

Tetta gets up, makes breakfast, eats, goes to work, comes home, has dinner, and spends the rest of his night with his spouse, listening to their little stories and concerns, plotting how to get rid of all their problems. That's his main goal in life at this point, after securing his darling and tying them to them. Now he just wants them to be happy.

I feel like he would sort of come off as a sugar daddy???

Like, when his darling introduces him to their friends as their husband, they just kind of stare lmao.

He likes to spoil his darling. What else would he spend his money on?

bro even takemichi misses him lmao 🤣

#cw: yandere content #cw: yandere blog #cw: yandere #yandere kisaki tetta #yandere kisaki #yandere tr #yandere tokyo rev #yandere tokyo revengers #yandere imagines #yandere drabble #yandere headcanons #yandere #kay writes

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sucka4pain · 5 months

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𝑌𝑂𝑈 𝐴𝑅𝐸 𝑀𝐼𝑁𝐸~!♡︎

𝑌𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑒𝑟𝑒!𝑇𝑜𝑘𝑦𝑜 𝑅𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟

Previous chapter, Chapter 2

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑠/𝑇𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠: 𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑎𝑛𝑥𝑖𝑒𝑡𝑦, 𝑝𝑎𝑛𝑖𝑐 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑘, 𝑜𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑤ℎ𝑒𝑙𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑔, 𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛 𝑢𝑠𝑎𝑔𝑒, 𝐹𝑢𝑗𝑖𝑠𝑖𝑘𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎 𝑓𝑎𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑓𝑖𝑔𝑢𝑟𝑒 𝑡𝑜 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑠𝑙𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑠𝑜𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑎𝑤𝑘𝑤𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑛𝑒𝑠𝑠.

𝑷𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒆 𝒈𝒐 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒈𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒅𝒆𝒅! 𝑩𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌!!

The bright sunlight beamed through the white curtains and gazed over Y/n’s sleeping figure. The light hit her in the face making her groan and stuff her face in her pillow.

Her alarm on her phone went off, the loud noise blaring in her ears making her grumble and slam her hand on her phone to turn it off.

‘Why does it have to be so early?..’

She thought before sitting up and rubbing the sleep away from her eyes. Her vision was blurry for a few moments until the room in front of her now became clear.

Her legs shifting out of the warm soft blankets and her feet placing down on the fluffy white carpet. She stretched her body, her arms slightly shaking from the well done stretch and standing up. Her body moved along to the bathroom, stripping off her clothes and getting inside the shower.

The perfect room temperature water gliding down her skin making her sigh in relaxation. She reaches over for her shampoo, squirting some of the white liquid in the palm of her hand and rubbing it in her scalp while bringing some of the product down to the rest of her hair.

Her hands massaging the shampoo into her scalp and hair follicles, making sure it is hydrated and clean. She then takes her luffa, applying some body wash on it as she watched it foam up under the water. Her hands gripped the soft luffa and scrubbed it all around her body, making sure to not miss a single spot on her skin.

The body wash dripping down her body as she started to rinse off the shampoo from her hair. After a relaxation time in the shower, she gently stepped out the shower and dried her body off with the towel that was hung up.

A towel wrapped around her hair to get it dry and the towel wrapped around her body getting every little droplet of water. She takes the towel off of her head after her hair dried up for a bit and starts to do her hair care, making sure that her hair is fully healthy and hydrated.

It took a while but it was a good thing she woke up early since she knew how long it usually took to do her hair. Once her hair was done and finished to her likings, she brushed her teeth, put on some deodorant then walked out the bathroom and went into her bedroom. Making her way to her closet and taking out her school uniform.

‘Today is the first day….I really hope I don’t end up having a panic attack…’

She thought before putting on her undergarments and then her uniform on top.

“The top is a little tight…”

The mumble leaving her lips as she noticed her uniform top was a bit tight but not too tight. She shrugged and put on her socks then grabbing her phone, chapstick, bag, and the key for her apartment door.

She left her bedroom and went to the front door, putting on her shoes and leaving, of course locking the door behind her. She then made her way to the elevator, pressing the button to the main floor.

The ding echoed through the walls of the elevator as the doors opened and she stepped out.

Fujisiko looked up and smiled softly at Y/n’s walking figure to the front door.

“Good morning Y/n!” His voice beamed making Y/n slightly smile.

“Good morning to you too, Fujisiko.” She replied.

Her handed her a bento box that had a black cloth tied on it and white cartoon cat doodles all over it making her slightly smile at it.

“I had a lot left over so I thought I’d give you some!” He said.

“Thank you, you didn’t have to.” She replied.

He waved it off. “Don’t worry, it was the least I could do.”

She paused for a moment before looking up at him again.

“If you don’t mind, can you accompany me to school? I know it sounds childish but-“

He immediately cuts her off. “No no! It’s fine I’ll be glad to accompany you! Plus, it’ll feel like taking my daughter to her first day of school.”

He said with a soft slightly sad tone before standing up and going by her. she raised a brow at his words.

“You have a daughter?” She asked as they started to walk towards the entrance.

He looked down a bit before opening the door, letting her go out first and him behind her.

“I do but…I can’t see her anymore.” His tone was shifted to a different direction, almost a sad tone.

Y/n hummed and curiosity got the best of her.

“If you don’t mind me asking, what happened?”

She felt the atmosphere of the air between them go tense when she asked him.

A small bead of sweat dripped down the side of his cheek as they began walking.

“Well…it was years ago when I was in my early twenties. Me and my girlfriend at the time, we had intercourse. I used protection just in case but, I suspected something. She didn’t take her birth control and she ended up pregnant because she apparently poked holes in the condom.”

Y/n could tell by his body language that he wasn’t comfortable with speaking of the subject from his past. She placed her hand on his bicep which caused him to slightly flinch and look down at her.

“Hey, you don’t have to continue. I won’t force you to. I can tell by your body language that you aren’t comfortable with the topic.” She softly spoke reassuring him.

He felt his eyes slightly water but her quickly wiped away the tears before they could spill.

“Do you think that I’m a good father? Or could be?” The crack in his voice from the overwhelming emotions build up in his throat.

“Of course. You seem like to be an amazing father. A father anyone could ask for, hell…a father even I could ask for.” She said.

He looked at her with slight widen eyes before shifting to a soft expression.

“You’re just like her…” He mumbled making her look at him confused before soon realizing what he meant.

In his eyes, she reminded him of his daughter.

“Well then…is it alright if I call you dad?” The word rolling off her tongue was something he never thought he would hear ever again.

Fujisiko’s bottom lip quivered as he nodded eagerly.

“Yes! Yes you can. I’ll make sure to the best father for you.” He spoke and crossed his heart.

They had made it to the school and he looked at Y/n one more time before patting her head, slightly ruffling up her hair.

“Hey! I spent all morning taking care of my hair dipshit!” She huffed and shook his hand off of her head making him chuckle.

“Sorry sorry! Have a good day at school, sweetie.” He said with a bright smile and turned his back but glanced at her one more time.

“I’ll pick you up, let me know when you’re done.” His last words rang in her ears before he started to walk away.

She nods and looked at the building in front of her. She glanced over and noticed many motorcycles in the school parking lot and saw the flags that were flying in the wind underneath the motors.

Her breath hitched and her grip on the strap of her bag tightened.

‘Baham?…Black Dragons?…Toman?…Tejiku?…Vahallah?…those gangs go here?!’

A panic thought went through her mind, making her breathing her slightly heavy. Suddenly, a female with short pinkish hair and another with medium length blonde hair walked up to her.

“Hi there! Are you new?” The short haired pinkette asked. She was pretty, a sweet smile and a beauty mark by her bottom lip. The blonde had a small pout on her lips and her hands on her hips as she had a pink and white checkered cardigan tied around her waist.

“I’ve never seen you here before, this your first day?” The blonde asked tilting her head.

Y/n felt her social anxiety rising and she started to panic. Her throat went dry and she immediately ran past them without giving them an answer.

“Hey, wait!” The pink haired girl said wanting to stop Y/n but she had already ran.

“Man…that was kinda rude.” The blonde said.

“Maybe she just got nervous? She was shaking a bit.” She replied.

Y/n kept running until she found the girls restroom and went inside. She got into a stall and pressed her back against the cold tile wall, sliding down to the floor as her hands trembled in her hair.

“Stay calm…stay calm…” She mumbled to herself as her heart raced.

‘They were just being nice, why did I have to fucking ruin it?…stupid social anxiety..’

She thought to herself before reaching in her bag, grabbing her water bottle and drinking some while taking her anxiety medication.

After a few minutes, she managed to get her breathing back to normal. She stood up and got out the stall, heading towards a sink and washing her face.

“You got this..it’s fine,” she mumbled to herself before drying her face and grabbing her bag, making her way out of the restroom. She felt everyone staring at her, making her grip tighten on the strap of her bag.

She looked down at her schedule and saw that her first period was algebra II. She looked up and down until she found the room.

‘Deep breath…’

She thought before inhaling deeply and opening the door of the classroom. Many eyes were sent on her making her scream internally.

“Oh! You must be the new student!” The teacher spoke making her nod.

“Go ahead and sit there on the right side in the back behind Shinichiro.” The teacher pointed to a short black haired boy who had an empty seat behind him.

Y/n nods and made her way to the seat, she could practically feel their eyes burning holes into her. Once seated, she kept her head down to avoid eye contact with anyone.

He looked behind him and smiled.

“Hey! My name is Sano Shinichiro, what’s yours?” He introduced.

She looked at him and then remembered that Fujisiko said to pretend to be his daughter. It shouldn’t be that hard, right?

“Kowada Y/n.” She replied quietly but loud enough for him to hear.

“Kowada?! As in the daughter of Kowada Fujisiko?!” He exclaimed with sparkles in his eyes.

“Shinichiro, lower your tone.” The teacher called out sternly making his face red up from embarrassment and his friends laughing at him.

“Chill out Shin..you’re gonna scare the poor girl.” A tall muscular man that had white buzz up like hairstyle spoke. Another man with purple and yellow mixed hair was sucking on a lollipop and just lazily grinned. Another with slicked back hair and a scar going down his left eye chuckled.

Y/n felt her anxiety rising again as she recognized them as the gang, Black Dragons.

‘Just my luck…I have to sit behind the Black Dragons, let alone the damn founders…’

She sighed mentally before hearing the teacher start the lesson and she took out her notebook to take notes.

As her day went on, the first five classes passed by like a fly. They went by so quickly that it was already lunch time. She started to walk in the crowd of students who were heading to the cafeteria.

The cafeteria was enormous, it had many tables mostly full. Her anxiety slightly coming up but she managed to keep her composure. She walked over to a vending machine and bought a drink. Her legs then brought her to an empty table that sat in a far corner, away from everyone else.

It felt like an introverts dream, being alone in a table with no one else. Her fingers untied the cloth on her bento box and opened it up. A small sparkle in her eyes as she looked down at the beautifully variations of protein and grains.

She clasped her hands together, uttering ‘Itadakimasu’ before digging into her bento.

‘This is really good…feels like I’m eating heaven..’

She thought as she savored the flavors and textures of the food. The peace she had alone was cut short when the two girls from the morning walked up to her but they had three more girls with them.

“Hey!” The blonde said with an angry pout and furrowed brows.

Her shoulders tensed up and she looked up at the girls with her leg bouncing which was normal for her anxiety.

“Why did you run away from me and Hina when we talked to you in the morning?” She asked squinting her eyes down at Y/n

“Emma-Chan please…” Hina said with her hands up In defense.

“Uhm…sorry, my social anxiety got to me. I’m not used to talking to people.” Y/n said with her head down but it was loud enough for them to hear.

Emma blinked blankly at her.

“Oh.” She said.

“Hey, how come you’re the only female wearing the boys uniform pants? You’re supposed to be wearing a skirt.” A white haired girl pointed out.

“Yeah, that’s true.” A girl with orange-ish hair spoke and crossing her arms.

“The principal said it was okay for me to wear it. I don’t feel comfortable in skirts after an incident in my past.” Y/n explained.

The girls looked at her with softened eyes and nodded their heads.

“My name is Akashi Senju by the way!” Senju introduced.

“I’m Sano Emma.” Emma spoke up.

“Shiba Yuzuha, pleasure to meet you.” A small smile on Yuzuha’s lips.

“Seishu Akane.” Her yellow lashes batted with her sparkling eyes.

“Tachibana Hinata, but you call me Hina!” She laughed.

Y/n looked at the girls and introduced herself as well.

“Hey, why don’t you come sit with us?” Hina offered since she noticed Y/n was sitting alone.

“O-oh, are you sure?” Y/n asked with her face slightly red since she wasn’t used to people being this nice to her.

“Yeah! Come on!” Senju exclaimed and started to pull on her arm.

“Quit pulling on the poor girl’s arm, Senju!” Yuzuha scolded before pulling her away from Y/n.

Y/n stood up, grabbing her things and walking with the girls to another table.

“Emma! Where’s the dorayaki you promised me?!” A blonde haired boy whines to Emma making the girl roll her eyes at his attitude and toss him a brown bag which he immediately dug into it.

“Hey, who’s that?” A lilac haired boy pointed out as he looked at Y/n.

“This is Y/n! She’s new!” Hina spoke making the whole table look at her.

‘Ughh..I hate stares…’

Y/n thought as she thickly gulped when she noticed their black jackets with gold writing.

‘First, I have to sit behind the first founders of the Black Dragons in class and now I’m here about to sit by Tokyo Manji gang known as Toman?..what the fuck!’

She groaned mentally before the girls pulled her to sit between them causing Y/n to yelp.

“So Y/n, what made you come to this school?” The lilac haired boy from before asked. He had a sweet welcoming smile on his lips making her feel relaxed just for a little.

“Well, it’s really the only one that’s close by to where I live at.” She spoke after finally managing to get the words out of her dry throat.

“That’s cool. My names Mitsuya Takashi.” He introduced.

“Kowada Y/n.” She replied.

“Kowada?!” A short blonde haired boy exclaimed making Y/n flinch at his sudden outburst.

“Takemichi hush! You scared her!” Hina scolded.

“It’s fine, it just caught me off guard.” Y/n defended.

Eventually, everyone introduced themselves which Y/n made mental notes on their appearance so that she doesn’t forget their names or what they look like.

The boys went back to doing what they were doing before. Some of them just chilling and calmly talking to each other while others were fighting over food.

“So Y/n, what do you like to do? Any hobbies?” Akane asked curiously.

“I like to draw and write. I might not be the best at drawing but I’m trying. I mostly write short stories and poems.” Y/n said, for some odd reason she didn’t know why but she felt comfortable already with the girls.

Almost as if she knew them her entire life!

“Poems? I heard that it’s also a way to vent when you don’t have someone to talk to.” Yuzuha mentions.

“Yeah, I actually turn my problems into poems and short stories.” Y/n said.

The girls turned their head towards her.

“Really?” Emma tilted her head.

“That sounds fun! Wait no- not as in fun of your trauma but-!” Hina stumbled on her words making the rest laugh.

“Don’t sweat it, I know what you mean.” Y/n waved off.

“Ken-chin…” Mikey whispered to the taller blonde making him hum.

“I don’t know why, but I feel my stomach tingling.” He said in a hushed tone.

Draken raised a brow at him and glanced over at the girls.

“Why is that?” His deep voice spoke.

“It’s only when I look at Y/n. My stomach gets this weird feeling.” Looking over at Y/n as he talked.

“So you feel it too?” Mitsuya said joining in on their conversation.

“I only get those type of feelings when I look at Emma and Emma only.” Draken said making Mikey playfully push him.

“Cmon’ Ken-chin! It doesn’t hurt to crush on two people.” He teased making Draken shove him.

“I haven’t even known that girl no longer than twenty minutes, I don’t get attached that quick unlike someone.” He huffed and aimed his last sentence to Mikey, making it obvious that it’s aimed.

“Let’s maybe not argue and try to be civilized for once?” Mitsuya said pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Taka-Chan…” Hakkai gulped nervously.

“Yes?” He replied.

“I think you spoke too soon.” The buzz cut boy said pointing to a scene where Baji jumped over the lunch table attacking Chifuyu after he took the last bit of chocolate mushroom shaped biscuits.

Watching the scene unfold made Mitsuya face palm and stand up to go separate the chaos.

“Is that normal?…” Y/n asked seeing Baji on top of Chifuyu as he was holding a box with chocolate mushroom shaped biscuits.

“They’re like cats I swear. If their past life was them as cats I wouldn’t be surprised.” Emma shrugged making the girls giggle.

“Hey! Y/n-Chan!” A voice yelled out making Y/n and some other attention from other tables look over.

It was Shinichiro who had his friends behind him.

They had caught up to the table as the black haired male flashed a smile.

“I have a favor to ask if you don’t mind.” He panted a little out of breath.

Y/n raised a brow at what his favor was.

“So I didn’t quite get the lesson for first period and I saw how good you are at solving the equations! You made it seem easy and I was wondering if you could help me out a bit?”

He asked rubbing the back of his neck nervously with red cheeks and a shaky smile.

‘Me? Seriously? My introverted ass? Dear anyone above please help me…’

She mentally sighed before nodding.

“Sure…” She mumbled.

“Great!” He said and sitting in front in front of her with his friends sitting with them.

“Hey! Hey! You guys know that this is the Tomans table, go to your original table Black Dragons!” Nahoya spoke with a vein slightly popping out of his cheek but he still had a smile on his face.

“Shut it Ice Spice.” The purple and yellow mixed hair boy said making some of the boys laugh.

“Me personally…” Yuzuha mumbled with her jaw slightly dropped.

“The disrespect..” Senju gasped.

“I wouldn’t take that to be honest, but that’s just me.” Emma replied.

“The hell you say?!” Souya said defending his older twin brother.

“Great, here comes Cold flavored water.” The male said while swirling the lollipop in his mouth.

“What?!” Baji said before holding his stomach from laughing.

“It’s not funny, it’s not funny.” Mitsuya said bitting the inside of his cheek to restrain himself from bursting into a laughing fit.

“Alright, that’s way beyond disrespectful.” Y/n said with a flabbergasted expression.

“Sorry about them.” Shinichiro apologized and elbowed the droopy eyed male.

“By the way, I’m Imaushi Wakasa.” He introduced.

“Akashi Takeomi.” The slicked back haired male spoke up with a grin.

“You can just call me Benkei.” The short almost buzzed white haired male said.

“Nice to meet you three, I’m sure you already know my name by now.” Y/n said.

They all nod.

“Okay so, am I still gonna help you with the lesson or?” She asked making Shinichiro to frantically gather his things and stand up.

“R-right! Let’s go?” He spoke as she nodded and gathered her things.

She then stood up, bidding a goodbye to everyone at the Toman table and walked away with Shinichiro to another table that wasn’t too far and was empty.

“Hey, who’s that over there?” A male with two braids spoke and pointing his baton towards the two.

“I’m assuming that’s a new student?” A male with a buzz cut and heterochromia spoke up.

“But Shinichiro isn’t a new student.” A blonde with a half shaved head while licking his brass knuckle.

A male with tan skin, short white hair and violet eyes spoke.

“Of course he isn’t a new student, we’re talking about the girl that’s sitting with him you dumb fuck.” His voice spoke with his long red earrings dangling along his ears.

Now the attention was shifted over to Shinichiro and Y/n who sat alone together. Y/n was helping Shinichiro with the lesson, getting just a little bit frustrated.

“How did you mess that up? It’s one of the simplest formulas in this lesson.” She huffed in frustration.

“It’s not my fault! I can’t remember all of these formulas. It’s too much.” He complained making Y/n pinch the bride of her nose.

“You asked me to help you because once you’re done with high school, you said that you wanna open up a motor shop. In order to get into that type of business, you need to know these!” She groaned making him frantically find a reason.

“Damn, looks like he’s giving her a real hard ass time.” Wakasa chuckled.

“Watch her probably switch schools. I bet $30.” Takeomi betted.

“You guys are seriously betting?” Draken spoke up.

“Hey, it’s only them. I’m not part of this.” Benkei blankly defended.

“I hope he’s not making her uncomfortable by how close he’s sitting with her.” Emma said as she realized how close Shinichiro was sitting next to her.

“Awwe~ Emma-Chan being protective.” Hina coos with a sweet smile.

“Can you blame me? You girls would feel the same too, especially since she’s new!” She exclaimed.

“True.” Yuzuha nodded in agreement along with the others.

Y/n could feel the tension coming from everyone around her. After Shinichiro finally got the concept, she stretched her arms out and turned her head and made eye contact with a tan blonde haired male that had glasses.

She didn’t want to seem rude so she sent him a quick smile before standing up and going back to the table she at with the girls.

“Kisaki is blushing~!” A black haired man with a blonde on front teased, pointing his finger at him.

“Shut up Hanma…” Kisaki grumbled and adjusted his glasses to try and hide his blush.

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《Muzan! F! Reader x Yan! Izana》

《CROSS POSTED TO WATTPAD》

《WARNINGS!: kind of yandere, mentions of cheating, reader is a cheater, curse words, threats, reader is manipulative, crossover KNY x TR》

"Ah, Kibutsuji-san! What a pleasure to see you again-" Kisaki began, trying to talk to (Name) in a light hearted manner as he sat down, smiling at the (e/c) eyed girl who just glared at him, ignoring the white haired male who walked in after the tanned male.

"Who ever said you can talk to me? Kneel down and stay silent before I give you permission to talk to me, peasant. Don't ever look into my eyes without my permission." (Name) interrupted, voice bland but eyes glaring at the male in front of her, making the long haired male behind her step forward, before she raised a hand to stop him.

Kibutsuji (Name), a cruel and vile woman whose poison was like honey, who dressed extravagantly, showing her wealth and status constantly. Just like now, she was wearing a fine black kimono, decorated with red lilies and wearing elegant heels that went with her kimono, matching her (h/v) hair and (e/c) eyes. Her make up was excellent, showing off her features well.

"Haha... Okay..." Kisaki chuckled in a sort of weirded out, dejected kind of way. Fuckin weirdo.

"Hey, Kisaki. Who is this?" Izana asked, watching them with a blank face as (Name) took a glance at the dark skinned male, face making a disgusted expression.

"This woman right here is Kibutsuji (Name), one of the youngest millionaires and surprisingly not surprising, she runs a gang too. The reason I'm meeting with her today is for deal, in fact." Kisaki bitch face said, giving a fake smile as (Name) scoffed, crossing her arms as she scowled, Michikasu, or more known as Kokushibo, stepped forward and broke out a bokken.

"I'm not 'just' Kibutsuji (Name), one of the youngest millionaires. I am the leader of the current most dangerous gang, with 6 total units and over 150 members in each unit. In fact, I find almost pathetic that a rival gang was created in na attempt to defeat my own. They've been failing to do so in all of the years they've existed. My dear cousin is so pathetic. He's been switching the captains every time they fail." (Name) explained nonchalantly, putting her hand out as she talked with a bored face, making the dark skinned male focus on her sharp nails, noticing how the tips were a faint blue color, then bringing it back to the arm holder on her chair, before the male behind her cleared his throat, making everyone focus on him instantly. (Name) just rolled her eyes and sighed.

"What is it now, Kokushibo? Are we running late for an appointment or what." (Name) said, crossing her legs as she brought one hand up to her face.

"(Name)-sama, Akaza says that he's done with his task now. We'd better get back before Douma irritates him into breaking his jaw again." Kokushibi said simply, making (Name) roll her eyes sharply before standing up, her heels clicking loudly against the stone flooring as she ignored the stuttering the tanned male was doing.

"It was a waste of my time to believe that I would personally need to be here. Kokushibo, finish up here. I trust that you won't fail me." (Name) threatened, glaring at the taller from the corner of her eyes as he bowed, nodding his head before taking opening the door for her to escort her out to her car while Kisaki and Izana watched from a window. Kokushibo watched the car drive away before glaring at the window, going inside and sitting in front of them with a glare.

"Quit contacting (Name)-sama. She's far above filth like you. Her pure blood will not be tainted by you. Don't think of contacting her again. Now, what did you want to meet for?" Kokushibo said, glaring at them with a monotone face before allowing them to speak.

"Aren't you confident for just a servant? I bet you aren't even her favorite. We wanted to meet with your master for an alliance against Toman. Recently, we've heard that they've teamed up with that gang her cousin created. We just wanted to know if you wanted to join in a alliance to defeat them for good." Kisaki said, false grin finally falling as Izana stared at him with his creepy ass wide eyes and blank face. Kokushibo was a master at staring contests though so Izana lost.

Fucking loser.

"... As much as I hate to admit it, (Name)-sama would love for her cousin's pathetic gang to die. Fine. Only this once will I allow this transgression to occur. (Name)-sama hates those who are useless. In fact, because of it, she enjoys the third captain. If you kill him, I might let (Name)-sama even meet with you more. But that's only if you get rid of Hakuji Akaza."

"Such a disrespectful being shouldn't be allowed to be in her gang."

《Manila Future, Izana and (Name) engaged to be.》

Izana and (Name) were such an envious couple. With both looks and power, many of the underground were jealous of how great they were together, as the Emperor and Empress of the underworld.

Of course, (Name) knows that she doesn't actually mean shit about her vows.

'I swear till death do us part'? 'I'll love only you'? What kind of cringy shit was that? How do you think she managed to get so many under her foot? Even the child she held in her custody knew better.

(Name) Kibutsuji was a stone cold bitch. Any and all who fell for her traps knew that under any if her facades, she didn't give a single fuck who they were or what was wrong with them.

She just wanted soldiers who would do anything for her. Out of love or respect or fear, it didn't matter. Only those that would give up their lives for her no matter what happened to them would be rewarded. Just like Akaza.

Akaza is definitely her favorite, even if she doesn't act like it. But when you have a favorite, you have high expectations. And when those high expectations aren't met, you have to have a punishment ready.

To better someone, you need fear.

Anyone worthless is not needed.

Once Izana is no longer useful, she'd move on and find someone even more useful.

He doesn't matter in the end. He's just another fool who fell under a trap.

He'd understand that soon enough.

"Who was that?! Why are you acting like we're not married?!" Another day, another fit. Izana is slowly getting more useless. So, to not waste time, (Name) began to court another man from a top rising company.

Yes, she was married. But she wasn't going to be for much longer. Izana was just losing his mind, and when he loses his mind, he loses his respect. When he loses his respect, she gains it. And with every fit he has, she gains more followers.

She was playing a long game, but it was almost over, with her as the lone winner.

Everything she did, she did to make herself a higher authority. That's why she raised from a simple gang leader to the empress of the underworld. How she raised her parents company from good to exemplary.

And Izana was near useless now.

In fact, even she was surprised that she was still with him. If she left him, he'd lose everything he had. Just the fact that she thought to leave him made almost all find him pathetic. For the one who's been with him since high school to stay with him despite the embarrassment of his temper tantrums was humbling enough, but for even her to leave him?

It was honestly pathetic.

#tokyo revengers x female reader #yandere izana #Nagisa_666 works #izana kurokawa #kokushibo #kisaki tetta #michikatsu tsugikuni #mentions of other characters #mentions of abuse #crossover

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macsimagines · 10 months

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Hi, I've seen you want to write some TR headcanons.

How about platonic!yandere headcanons for Tetta Kisaki with a relative!reader (like a cousin or sibling) :)

Feel free to ignore this.

you're either a lot older or a lot younger, I don't see him being yandere for someone unless it was someone who took care of him or someone he had to take care of

Older!Sibling

You doted on him a lot as a kid. You made sure he was eating right, you helped him with his school work and you were always there to play with him as a kid. You gave him all the attention in the world and now that he's older it's your turn.

Even if he's just your kid brother he has got some major connections, having issues with some mean assholes at your University or job? Suddenly they're dropping like flies. Some jerk broke your heart? Guess who mysteriously ended up in the hospital. He still expects his big sister/brother to baby him just a bit. A few compliments will satiate him here and there.

Younger!Sibling

You two are attached at the hip. He's more involved than your parents are in your upbringing. He knows you're not a genius like him, but he still expects your grades and behavior to be pristine. Tetta-Nii always help though. He's your personal tutor and he makes sure you only have the best. The best clothes, the best toys, it all reflects back onto him so if he's the best you have to be too.

#yandere tokyo revengers #yandere tetta kisaki #yandere kisaki tetta

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no-saints-around-here · 2 years

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Wedding Dress

Yandere Boyfriend Izana

Masterlist

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A/N: nothing as wild as the other fic in this! its super late now so i'll edit this when I wake up :)

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tw: explicit smut scene, stealthing/dubcon, mild emotional manipulation, breeding kink, exhibitionism, painful penetration, mentions of forced pregnancy, dead dove do not eat

“Try it on for me?” It was hard to ignore your boyfriend’s whining despite your very real need to actually concentrate on the assignment in front of you, but you knew that all it would take was one glimpse of those large violet eyes accompanied by that small pout and it would be nigh impossible for you to refuse Izana. Yet at the same time, there wasn’t any doubt in your mind about what your boyfriend was playing at, and you did truly understand. Busy was a generous understatement for the amount of work you had been swamped under by anxious teachers for the past few weeks leading up to your finals, and you hadn’t had the time to entertain a very needy Izana between all the assessments you’ve been churning through day after day.

And it seems his patience had reached the end of its fuse, judging from the increasing volume of grumbling coming from just out of your sight. You supposed it wouldn’t hurt to spare him a few minutes of your time - it was the least you could do.

There was no stopping the chuckle that broke free from your lips at the sight of the tanned boy holding up what seemed like a gown straight out of those magazines you loved to browse, the gorgeous white embroidered fabric almost seeming to shimmer in the harsh afternoon light pouring in through your wide windows. “A wedding dress, Izzy? We’re a bit young, don’t you think?”

You knew you shouldn’t have given him anything more than a courteous glance and a sweet smile, let alone asked about it, if you had wanted to get on with your work; Izana all but pounced on the opportunity to finally steal your attention away from those wretched papers, thrusting the dress eagerly at you. And you swore that you saw the sparkles going off behind those usually empty eyes as he waited expectantly for you. To try on the dress? To move? It was definitely the former you mused, seeing Izana absolutely wasn’t having it when you moved to lay the dress ever so gingerly across your bed before attempting to return your attention to your books, your boyfriend dramatically throwing himself into your arms. “Put it on,” he demanded, his much larger self draped across your lap like a heavy blanket and completely obstructing your view of your papers, fists clutching at your skirt.

Letting a fond sigh slip, you pressed a gentle kiss to his forehead. “I’ll try it on later, okay Izzy?” You placated, attempting to shift your figure round his as best you could while balancing his mass pressing down on and pinning your legs to your chair. Ignoring Izana’s wishes wasn’t something you did very often, if ever; you didn’t like to see him upset, but you were so close. You just really needed this last good grade on your finals to make your dream school, and this was your last chance to boost your grades to that level.

“No!” The boy insisted again, burying his face into your thighs. “Try it now.”

“Come on Izzy, I’m busy.”

Unfortunately, that failed to work as well, seeming to instead prod the delinquent into action. In a blink of an eye, Izana had already snatched up the pile of papers right before your fingers could close around them, leaping to his feet in the next heartbeat with a triumphant cry of ‘Got it!’. Which left you almost tumbling off your seat from the sudden absence of weight holding you in place, the sudden breeze that rushed through open windows carrying with it your surprised shout. You did fortunately manage to catch yourself, though with the onslaught of dizziness from standing so quickly, you did almost make friends with the floor again. “Give those back!” Despite knowing you were never getting your priceless worksheets back, you still nonetheless tried your best, reaching up on your tiptoes as far as you could, pushed up against the other’s lean for the best leverage. Yet from where Izana was dangling his prize from, well over his head and at a height you have never even dreamt of seeing, it was a lost cause.

“I want you to try the dress! Now!”

This again. “Don’t you have anything else to do, Izzy?” You sighed out, rubbing the palms of your hands into weary eyes as you dropped back down onto the balls of your feet. “What’s Kakucho doing?”

You had thought you caught a glimpse of that signature buzzcut and scarred eye earlier from just behind the door to your room when Izana had first wandered in uninvited. Okay, uninvited was way too harsh a term since you did tell your boyfriend he was always welcomed to come round. But Kakucho was usually hot on the heels of his best friend, and it was strange to not see the other around.

“Don’t know, don’t care. He’s not my minder.” He grumbled, poking lightly at your side with his free hand. “Put it on.”

Looks like you weren’t getting an answer, and Izzy wasn’t going to drop this.

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Throwing up your hands with a resigned groaned, Izana knew he had you. Those wide eyes followed your delicate figure as you finally, finally turned to shuffle the few steps to your bed, all the while grumbling under your breath about how lucky he was that he was cute. See? This would have been so much easier if you had just listened to him from the start - he already knew how irresistible he was after all. You could never say no to these dashing looks. But when you turned to leave, your arms lost in the flowing sea of white cloth bundled up ever so neatly, it was one tanned arm thrown up that stopped you. “Wait, where’re you going?”

You turned to throw a confused look at him, the tilt of your head and furrowed eyebrows sending blood rushing south from his head. Too cute. “To the bathroom? To change?”

“Change here.”

You spluttered at his bold claim, your lips moving yet failing to voice anything coherent as the boy watched gears attempting to turn in your head through those adorable doe eyes. One hand shot up to point at those wide open windows, the same ones Izana was fond of climbing through in the middle of the night. “Everyone can see?!” You squeaked, your voice rising an octave in indignation.

“They won’t,” He replied confidently. “Just change here.”

They would, in fact - Izana knew very well the exact distance at which one could start getting glimpses into your room (having sent Kakucho to test it out and report back of course), and there was no doubt in his mind that you would be putting an unintentional show for some jealous eyes below. Though this train of thoughts would go, and remain, unsaid as you let out yet another sigh, one more of already countless today. Glancing up at the clock, as if you knew he was never going to let this end if you kept trying to argue, you seemed to have come to a decision, carefully replacing the gown on your bed. “Turn around. Don’t look,” You warned.

Turning to face away from him, you concentrated on stripping off your shirt, followed quickly by your skirt, which you simply unbuckled and allowed to drop free; Izana against your explicit instructions watched with almost bated breath as more and more of your skin was revealed to his hungry eyes until he could no longer resist. A sudden warm touch to your waist - his warm touch - and you screamed, flowed by a harsh rustle of leaves as a flock of birds fled the nearby tree. Your sweet, innocent face instantly flaring red as his came to rest on your shoulder, Izana was more amused at you slapping one hand over his eyes, the other flying to cover the back of your kitten-printed panties. “Izzy!! I said don’t look!”

“You’ll need help with the dress.” Hot breath tickled the shell of your ear as your boyfriend reached up to tug away your hand, the other wandering hand brushed a burning trail over your skin, a journey that ended with him lightly tugging at the band of your underwear. “Besides, nothing I haven’t seen before.”

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There was a pause as you processed his words, a rare moment of peace that allowed the sounds of life from the outside floated into your usually quiet room. “Help me already,” you settled on muttering, your cheeks somehow only flushing even harder as you lifted the gown up and across your body, gaze fixed instead on a spot on the ground as he took his time zipping and buckling the various fasteners. Heaven only knows why you were still with this insufferable man, though the cheeky grin he flashed at you that made your heart skip a beat said otherwise.

Yet when you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror, the first look you had of yourself clad in white, all your previous problems, the world, it all seemed to fade away, your eyes fixed on the image reflected at you. Was that.. you? “I-is this tailor made Izzy?” Gaping at the form-hugging dress that fitted you like a glove, you could only stare jaw-dropped at yourself as you slowly spun, breath stuck in your throat - the beauty in the flowing, glittering gown looking nothing like you. Nothing like you ever thought you could look like. You whirled to face the smug tanned boy. “How much did this cost?”

But there was, of course, no answer for your question, though his lack of words didn’t stop your boyfriend from mentally running the numbers - he always did wonder what you would think if you knew of the pools of spilt blood and broken bones that paid for every inch of that dress, the number of lives brought to absolute ruin directly or indirectly in his bid to raise the funds. Though this was nothing Izana wanted you to worry or even think about - every drop was well worth paying for the awe that shone in your doe eyes, and if operating in the shadows away from where your gaze fell, then so be it. Turning his focus back to you, your boyfriend allowed his gaze to wander.

The wedding dress was nothing short of a masterpiece, the fabric soft and luxurious against your skin, yet covered with a delicate threaded pattern that was visible only when tilted at a certain angle in the light. Light and flowy, yet at the same time just heavy enough in all the right places to accentuate your curves, you looked especially divine to him this fine afternoon. The white almost as if a halo around your form, the brightness of the fabric glimmering under the afternoon sun was a sharp contrast from his own tanned skin as he bundled the soft cloths into his arms.

Your outfit, though helping to emphasize that touched-by-heaven feel to your presence, wasn’t yet perfect - there was something still missing to complete the outfit.

You only had time to let out an eep when Izana casually reached under your dress to yank down your panties, your face once more lighting on fire as your underwear was allowed to fall freely down your legs, pooling at your feet. “IZANA! STOP THAT!”

But the other was barely bothered by your (honestly, very light) smacks to his arm as he swatted away your hand, gently pushing you backwards to force you to step out and away from the embarrassing piece of cloth. “You can’t wear these with a wedding dress.” Or rather, he wouldn’t let you wear this with your dress.

Ah, you were always so shy about your panties, Izana mused, as you spun around to hide your blushing face from him. He didn’t quite understand why, but it made for very cute reactions that he couldn’t complain about, plus served as a good distraction, the tanned boy quickly swiping and tucking your underwear into his pocket. Certainly you wouldn’t miss them if he borrowed these for a bit - Kakucho would be sure to appreciate the little token for all his hard work. “DON’T LOOK AT THEM!”

Fishing out the plain white pair he had kept in his other pocket, this one was a world away from your usual preference of underwear, a ring of delicate lace carefully stitched to line the band of the lingerie and meeting at the front with a small pink bow. “Here, wear these.”

You couldn’t meet his gaze as Izana pulled your new pair up your legs, both hands still shyly covering as much of your burning face as you could, only finally dropping your hands to bunch a fistful of fabric when he gave your behind a playful smack. “There. All done.” Of course he already came in those and only half-heartedly washed off what he could be bothered to to make them look new at a glance. But again, not that you needed to know, though the faintest whisper reminding Izana of having the desecretated cloth pressed firmly against your crotch only served to make him unbearably hard.

“I hate you so much, Kurokawa Izana.” You muttered under your breath, letting out a huff. You didn’t mean that in the slightest. The chime of a distant bell did break the silent spell that had fallen over the quiet surroundings, shaking you back to the reality of your waiting homework. “If we’re done here, I’ll change out and get back to work, okay?”

Silence was all you received back, and you took that as a yes from him, hands reaching for the zip on the back of the dress. It took but a heartbeat for you to go from standing in front of the mirror to finding yourself now sprawled flat on your bed, pinned under an Izana staring down at you unblinkingly, violet eyes flushed wide open. “Iz-mmm!”

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A pair of hungry lips crashing against yours swallowed anything you had to say, the white-haired boy locked in a desperate kiss with you almost as if he was trying to eat you alive, as if he couldn’t breathe without you; sucking and nibbling and tangling hard enough to leave your soft lips bruised. And all the while, one hand fumbled the button of his pants open, the bright afternoon sunlight accompanied by passing voices flooding into your room doing nothing to discourage him from eagerly yanking the band of his own underwear down far enough to allow his rock hard dick to spring free from its tight confines.

Was it his long dry spell caused by your wretched teachers? Was it the glow of the wedding dress? Or was it the delicate white lace panties that tipped him over the edge? Whatever was the last straw, Izana couldn’t quite say, but seeing you prone beneath him only drove him wilder. He needed you now, more than ever. You would understand, like you always did.

Finally releasing you from his vicious, animalistic kiss, allowing you to gasp and heave and breathe, there was no rest for the weary, your boyfriend instantly moving to push the mass of layers that made up your wedding down up and out of the way to reveal the same lace panties he had helped you into just minutes ago. “Izzy?!”

But you were forced back down onto the bed before you could pull yourself up, Izana once more atop you. Yet even without a single word exchanged, you knew what he wanted. Cock pressed hard against the thin cloth that still clung to your privates, he let out a low groan that sent a shiver down your spine, empty eyes now filled with a rare burning lust snapping down to meet yours. As the boy leaned over you, you braced yourself, but the next kiss he pressed to your lips were nowhere like those brutal ones. They were the same ones you remember, the same ones you fell in love with - soft, gentle, fragile. Exposed.

“May I?” He breathed, hot air blowing over your skin, tanned hand slipping underneath the dress to lightly drag long, elegant fingers over your covered clit, the pressure on the thin cloth of your panties only increasing as he ground himself harder against you, the feeling of the crotch of your underwear wetting with your own fluids only sealing his own conviction. You wanted him, as much as he wanted you. You need him like he needs you.

Still, you hesitated. “Izzy, I-”

Izana cut you off. “Please baby, I’m so hard.” He whimpered, burying his face into your chest, taking a deep breath of your addictive scent. “It hurts.”

And that was all it took for you to cave- he knew you would never be able to live with the mere idea of allowing Izana to suffer. Reaching up to tangle your fingers into his silky white locks, you tugged him up for another kiss, giving him your blessing. Go ahead.

Wasting no time, his fingers swept aside the offending cloth and in one smooth motion, Izana harshly forced the tip of his dick past your tight entrance, before slamming his entire length into you, his lips instantly moving to press firmly against yours and muffle the scream that bubbled up and threatened to spill from you. Your delicate fingers curled in his hair tightened to yank at his roots - no doubt you were struggling with suddenly being stretched too big, too fast after so long, the fat, hot tears welling and falling freely from your eyes burning a shared trail down both of your skins. Your toes curling into themselves as tight as they would go, your nail digging into his skin.

Yet in the moment, all he could think was the warmth of your fluttering walls that hugged his sheath as they tried to adjust and accommodate his girth, the tightness of you around him threatening to milk him for all he’s worth. And it was spectacular - this was what he had been missing all this time?

“That hurt, Izzy!” You sobbed out when he finally let up on your lips, choking on those few simple words, one trembling hand moving to wipe at the stinging tears while the other reaching down to gingerly touch at your spread cunt. “It hurts.”

“Shhhh, I’m sorry, I'm sorry.” Peppering your forehead with light kisses, Izana held still between your plush thighs, carefully massaging your abdomen as you whimpered into his chest, his free hand lifting the swelling tears from your eyes and gently tucking stray strands of hair away behind your ears. Because he meant it - as much as you cared for him, he did truly care for you - forcing himself to stay still was hell when all he wanted to do was pound you into the bed, but it was the least he could do to allow you to adjust to him. If you asked him to stop now, Izana no doubt would comply, though it was no secret you would never. You were always so good to him.

And when the spazzing of your muscles finally subsided and you tiredly nodded, the boy made sure to adjust you into a more comfortable position, nudging pillows under your back for support and allowing you to wrap your arms around him before he started at a more reasonable pace. Pulling out halfway before guiding himself back in, the discomfort, no matter how comparatively slight, was still present, your forehead wrinkling slightly with your wince.

But with each thrust of his hips, watching your face morph from pain to pleasure was like nothing else in the world. Izana knew your body better than the back of his own hand, and with his masterful, learned precision in hitting that pleasure spot that made the stars sparkle in your eyes, teasing out that blissful expression of yours he loved so much with every slap of his skin against yours - no other experience came even close.

“I-izzy-“ It was vulgar almost, the sound of your pants and whines of his name mingling with the squelch of his dick rutting into you, your tears now nothing but a distant memory as Izana quickly picked up the pace. The sweet honey that leaked from your drenched pussy coating his dick now spluttering and dripping and staining the once pure white panties and gown you still wore along with his pants, yet the sight only made Izana go even faster.

Tugging down the top of your dress to expose your breasts, your gasp was like an angel’s breath as he took one into his mouth, that oh so sinful tongue swirling at your nipple as he sucked and nibbled. “Iz-i— too much!”

He had always wondered what your breasts would look like fully developed - would they look like those actresses in the magazines with their big heaving chest, or would they remain small and cute like yours do currently? But he didn’t care either way, Izana supposed, changing to attack your other breast, one deviant hand wandering down and under your dress to lightly rub at your clit as you whimpered and tried to break free from the excessive stimulation.

Those lacy white panties, once so carefully handled from person to person, had long been ruined, now laying torn between your spread legs, a victim of Izana’s frustration - despite him reminding himself to keep the priceless piece intact, the friction it created continuously rubbing against his length had been too much to bear. And you were too lost in your own haze of pleasure, eyes having long glazed over. Words evading your mind, you only managed to stammer out the first half of his name as your boyfriend continued to push himself again and again into you, fingers grasping at soft, plush thighs: another of his favorites. You really were perfect for him.

“F-f-fuck!” He panted over you, pressing his lips again and again to yours, the obscene of skin slapping against skin only growing louder with every thrust, the world around the two of you all but drowned out. “F-feel so good baby girl.”

‎‎You were made for him. You were all his - you had never taken another, and you never will. No one else could have you like he did, could see you like he did. Your nails raked into his back like claws, doe eyes flying open as your body shook around him. No one. “F- Iz— I-”

“Shi-it, fu- I’m I-!” One last thrust and sinking himself as deep as he could, Izana came straight into you, hot cum spilling into the deepest parts of you, right before he collapsed into your bed next to you, letting out the breath he didn’t know he had been holding. Fuck.

Allowing himself just a few minutes of rest, the cry of a crow from outside your window suddenly snapped the white-haired boy back into reality, and his mind went straight to a single thought - did his expected audience enjoy the show? Did he care if they did?

Forcing himself up from where he was huddled up against you, sweaty skin against sweaty skin, you didn’t even twitch when Izana pressed your folds open to watch his cum slowly drip from your gasping hole, right before he gently lifted the white liquid to force it back in with two fingers. It was the first time you hadn’t requested he wear a condom, and having felt your warmth around him, Izana couldn’t see why he would ever going forward. Maybe he would if you asked nicely, but you would look so much better round and pregnant with his child in your wedding dress. He could consider asking the tailor to make some room for a baby bump.

But that was a question for another time, Izana bundling you into his arms, a hum on his lips as he carried you towards your bathroom - this wedding dress really was worth every last cent.

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are-you-still-writing-that · 1 year

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Yandere Alphabet: Kisaki Tetta

I´m so glad, that I found the time to finish up with him! :) At some points, he was even surprisingly difficult... The semester is nearly over, so now comes the exam time, where I will be more focused on studying... At least for the next month...

Anyway here we go:

Kisaki Tetta

Obsessive and manipulative, he already has very prominent traits, that could define him as Yandere even in Canon. In my opinion, he is already one of the closest depictions of what a Yandere could be like in Tokyo Revengers. So let´s see, what we can do with him.

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

That man is intensity personfied. He is all or nothing, with the things he does. A possessive hand in the small of your back, as he practically leads you along. An expensive gift, that he insists you wear, because it matches him. He is all about making clear to everyone that you and him, are one. He would commit the worst atrocities, murder and torture and then gift it all to you. He wants, that whoever thinks of you, will also think of him and the other way around. There is no separation between the two of you in his mind.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

He can get very messy, when it comes to his darling. He can´t stand it, when someone acts like they are above his darling, and he will personally make sure, that they will regret such things. Kisaki identifies himself with you, and every action taken against you, is in extension also taken against him. He would tear everyone apart, who dares to issue such an insult to the both of you.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?

With him, there a backhanded compliments, that might have had a genuine root, but his intention got somewhere twisted between what he wanted to say and what comes out of his mouth. He is the king of gaslighting and mental manipulation, as he twists everything you say around. But all these things stem from his strong desire to not lay his hands on you. The only way to make him violent, is when he feels deeply cornered and can´t find another way out, at least when it comes to you.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

He manages to somehow navigate events in such a way, that everything tends to run in a manner that is favourable to him, which he also does in conversations with you. In short, whenever the two of you talk, he tends to manipulate you, or if he can´t reach you in the moment, he will turn to other people. You might not even realize, what is going, but that man definitely took the reins from you. He is the one, that makes the choices

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

It most certainly depends on how much he trusts you in the first place, before he tells you anything. Still, even when he doesn´t trust you, he will sometimes rant in front of you. Just venting out his frustrations, while simultaneously trying to keep things away from you, that could be used against him. This though, rather in the vein of „Ignorance is bliss“, as doesn´t want to paint a target on your back, when it would come out, that confides in you. Though everyone sees the two of you as the same, no?

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Kisaki will understand, that this is simply part of a natural response, when someone realizes, that they are loosing control of everything. He takes you lashing out surprisingly well, as he does his best to give you a calm facade. Still, he is annoyed, even though he saw it coming from a mile away, but that doesn´t mean he has to like it, now does it? He will wait it patiently out, as he waits for the situation to calm down again. He knows, there is nothing he can do, that would help.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

He is confident in his abilities to keep you confined, if he will so. Kisaki knows, that there is no way, that you would ever get too far away from him. He knows, that he has played you in a position, where escape from him is impossible. Still, he doesn´t like it, when has to watch you attempt to run, even when he easily caught you again. For him, it feels like you are willing to throw the love you have simply away. It´s like you consider not even worth it. He hates that. It feels like you don´t even acknowledge what he is doing for you.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

It is a terrifying moment, when the man in front of you seems to change suddenly in front of you. From everything, that you could have ever wanted, to someone, who is clearly cunning and arrogant, who wouldn´t care if the world burned down around him as long as he still gets what he wants in the end. How when you try to run, to separate yourself from him to understand what just happened, he just casually points out, that there is no one you could run to. The knowledge, that he is right, and the loneliness that slams into you. He is right.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

He believes, that what he wants in his future, is something, that would be so easy for you to give. He wants his feelings to be reciprocated. That´s it. Sometimes, you can catch him paging through wedding magazines, just looking at it all, though he will put those aside, when you come around. He wants to be loved. That is all he wants, and while he does thinks on one hand, it would be easy for you, he knows on the other, that it is not as easy and will be so much harder for you. Because while he can be a bit delusional about the future, he is very aware of the present.

Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?

When he sees someone cozzying up to you, all fuses get blown out in his brain. It doesn´t matter how you reacted to the attempts, the only thing that he can see, is someone else taking away, what he wanted for so long, and you not even trying to stay. He will sharply lash out at the offender in public, and depending on how angry he is, the other might never be seen again. Only in private, he will send sharp jabs at you as well. Making thinly-veiled insults, that blame you for what has happened. In that, he is rude and immature, and so very insecure in what he has with you.

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

When he is just starting to get to know you, he will act in a manner, that appeals to you entirely. It´s the way he dresses himself, and the manners he displays. In total, he appears like the man you have always wished for. Though over time, some of his actual personality traits start to shine through, as he lets them show more and more, but you barely notice. Till the final moment, where he lets mask fall completely, and you have to deal with the consequences of his love.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

Kisaki tends to be awfully observant. He might know more about you, and how you tick, than you might know about yourself. Ever now and then, he will drop a tidbit of information, that make clear to you, that he cares about you. He mentions things, that you talked about, and just seems to listen to you, when you talk. He acts, as if the two of you run primarily in the same circles, as he slowly inserts himself into every aspect of your life. He knows, and that is with what he approaches you.

Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

His mask and his actual personality differ a bit in ways, Kisaki himself, can´t stand. He is aware, that he is a bit more anxious, than he would like to be, but it might even exceed of what he is aware of. He is also just a tad bit more insecure, than he tends to present himself, though he always tries to never let that part of him slip through. He knows, how easily the image he pulled up, could be destroyed by emotions, that are genuine for him, and so he hides it. Again, and again.

Naughty: How would they punish their darling?

A tactian trough and trough, he will not become physical with you, when he deems your behaviour unacceptable. He know, that if he falls down to that level, that he can kiss his expectations and dreams goodbye. Instead, he will try to isolate you, withholding your meals. He will ignore and stop talking to you, as if to make you crave his interactions again. If all of these attempts, will fall flat, he isn´t above to turn his ire to the people you loved, and blame you for the things he did.

Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

He is a manipulator. There aren´t many things, that you can do any more, as soon as you are in his hands, that are outside his control. Kisaki won´t allow you many freedoms, keeping everything you do closely monitored, even though you might not even realize it, at this point any more. He just always seems to be there, wherever you go, and in whatever direction you turn, he will be there to catch you again.

Patience: How patient are they with their darling?

Kisaki knows how the saying goes: Good things, come for those that wait. And so, he settles down to do exactly that, wait. He will be the most patient he has ever been, and even if he feels his own patience comes to an end, he will simply remind himself over and over again, what his reward would be. Decades, would have nothing on this man, as he knows, that he is getting closer to his goal, with every action, the two take. He lays in wait, and feeds himself with dreams and fantasies. He will wait.

Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

It would be quite a wonder, if his darling ever manages to escape or leave him. And quite frankly, he would simply get them back, if this was the case. Tough, if his darling dies, he would be inconsolable. He will mourn your death, as it renders him apart. You were the most important thing for him in the entire world. He doesn´t know what to do without you here. He will turn into a menace, as there will be absolute hell to pay for the world, that tore you away from him. In retaliation, he will absolutely ruin, everyone elses life, just like his is ruined without you there.

Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?

If he ever felt guilty, expect him to rationalize his way through it. In the same way, he will also deal with you. Every action he takes, brings him one step closer to what he wants, and he knows that. He knows, what he needs to do, to face the least amount of complications to his courting of you. He knows, what needs to be done to keep you safe, alive and happy, and he will provide. He will do all these things, that are so very necessary in his eyes. It´s simply rational.

Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Kisaki grew up in a cold home. A distant father and even further out of reach mother. The only thing his parents left for him, was the weight of their expectations under which he suffered. Achievement after achievement of his was discarded for only harsher expectations. And no matter what, he would always meet them, even if he received no praise for it.

He was a lonely child, and when he found you, and you acknowledged what he could do and what he did, that was the moment he fell in love. It was also the moment, your life was forfeited. He feels, because you are the only good thing in his life, entitled to be the only one, that receives your affections. He feels entitlement towards the whole of you.

It also doesn´t help, that sociopathetic tendencies of his in his youth, were resolutely ignored by the people, who didn´t even care in the first place. It makes him more dangerous, than many will ever realize, and when they do, it will already be too late. Another thing, that comes back to bite everybody in the ass, that Kisaki only managed to receive praise from the people around him as a child, when he was absolutely ruthless, which obviously only nourished that kind of behaviour even further.

Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

While witnessing these kinds of behaviours from his darling, don´t necessarily make him uncomfortable, it still doens´t mean, that he likes to see it either. If it´s needed Kisaki can ignore your crying and screaming, and simply continue on as if normal. He can stop you easily from isolating, when he simply moves his work into whatever room you are, so that you never really loose his company. But even though he feels more neutral about the whole thing, he still has to admit, that he finds it exhausting when you are in these moods, and so tries to prevent them from happening in the first place.

Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

No matter how is emotions play him, no matter what cruel things might be his first impulse, he stays rational. He keeps staying composed, no matter what happens. Kisaki is aware of all the things that tend to run amok inside his mind, but he also knows how to keep all of these intrusive thoughts under wraps. To be honest, the only thing that tends to annoy with Kisaki is how he will feel entitled to you, but this is also one of the only ways, that is tendencies will showcase themselves.

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

While he is fairly arrogant, and tends to seem like he is folding to your wishes, don´t think you can manipulate this man. Any attempt of that, can only end badly for you. It´s not so much that it is impossible, but more the fact, that even while he seems sometimes a bit aloof to you, he still very aware of who you are as a person and how you normally act. For him, it ´s fairly obvious, when you change your behaviours, in small or big ways. It doesn´t matter. In this relationship, he is the master manipulator, and he will stay that as well. Rationality, the thing he loves so much, might be your only friend in this situation.

Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

He isn´t one for hurting his darling, because he knows, that it won´t really amount to anything, except fear and reluctance. Both things, he doesn´t want from you. So, he won´t really resort to violence. Especially, because it would also tarnish the reputation he had build for himself. And quite frankly, he doesn´t even like it. The only time, he will lash out violently, is when he feels himself backed into a corner. Though, it is unlikely, that you will actually achieve that in the first place. A cornered animal, is the most dangerous that exists.

Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

While he is not exactly a worshipper, he doesn´t want to be worshipped either. Still, there is something about the way he acts, that does and demands both either way. He sees you as the only one for him. In that matter, he makes it clear to you, that there won´t be anyone else. He has thrown in his lots with you, and so he will stay no matter what. He is dedicated to you in all the ways, that matter to him. In the beginning he even changed his personality to fit in better with you, and some remnants of that time will always cling to him. He has changed himself for you. All of this simply because of the loyalty and dedication he holds for you.

After all of this, he expects your dedication to him as well. He wants to be only one for you as well, and expects the reassurance from you that he is. He wants to know, that you love him, just as much as he loves you. That you will listen to him, and acknowledge who he is. That you want him, the same way that he wants you. He just wants to see his love being reciprocated wholly

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

He would pine forever for his darling, if that is what it would take. The only way, you could make this man snap, is when you outright reject him. It´s the only thing, that he can´t bear to hear from you. Outright rejection would break him. Otherwise, he tends to stay amicable, as he still tries to garner your favour. He would wait till the end of time, as long as you don´t say „No“ to him.

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

He fell in love with who you are. Kisaki loves you for being you. He changed himself to fit better in with you. There is no way, that he would ever break you. He does play mind games. Sure. Because they are one of the few things, that come naturally to him. It doesn´t mean, that he wants to break your mind apart. Even so, he takes great care, to mend you mind, whenever he feels like you´re slipping from him. Trying to isolate. He will be there. This is one thing, that you will never have to worry about with him.

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bajibitch · 2 years

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Children are inconsiderate. Platonic yandere.

Manjiro, Souya, Rindou, Tetta, Baji

Manjiro

He gets in the way of your social life, throwing fits so your friends leave early, saying he doesn't feel good so you don't go out, and going as far as making himself throw up to convince you that he's sick. You know what he's doing but when you call him out on it he brings up the fact that he already lost his brother and says he doesn't want to lose anyone else. Even though you tell him that isn't how it works, he continues to throw Shinichiro into the argument to get his way if all else fails.

Souya

He doesn't give you space, sure occasionally siblings ignore boundaries but with him it's constant, there isn't a moment when he isn't beside you. When you're in the bathroom he's lurking around the door rushing you to finish. If your room is locked and he complains enough then your parents have you leave it open. The last time you snuck out to run errands he threw a fit and no one could calm him down so you're guilted into taking him everywhere you go.

Rindou

When you leave your phone unattended he sends texts to your friends pretending to be you but they quickly realize what’s going on since there are a bunch of spelling errors and the comments are childish. All of you laugh at his weak attempts of hurting their feelings to keep them away from you and don't take it seriously until he throws a controller at your best friend unprovoked and laughs at them while they cry.

Tetta

Even though your parents made him aware of the fact that you aren't just going to spend time with him since you're older and want to hang out with people your age, he still gets upset when you don't come home. So when you’re treating him at the mall, he puts things in your jacket when you aren't looking so that you’ll get in trouble. Your parents aren't going to let you out if they're convinced your friends are bad influences.

Baji

He's a liar, but your father believes him so he gets what he wants in the end. You're reprimanded for not looking over your little brother and valuing friendships over the family. After you were just yelled at, Baji doesn't waste time asking if you're going to take him to the park as you promised. He doesn't ask if you're okay though you have tear streaks on your face and look frustrated from the situation, he does mention that he wants to get ice cream on the way home though.

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orchid3a · 2 years

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THE LUNACY OF DUKE VENOMANIA - K. TETTA

✦ synopsis ↷ The duke who sold his soul for his obsession

✦ pairing ↷ Yandere!Duke Venomania!Kisaki Tetta x Princess!fem!reader

✦ tws ↷ YANDERE, implied sex, strong stokholm syndrome (due to the potion), mention of cheating (kisaki has his own harem but he prefers yn), implied babytrapping, slutshaming, very implied sex scene between yn n kisaki n other women too, mention of past bullying and name-calling, infedelity themes

✦ note ↷ woah!!! first post of the october event!!! i love lunacy of duke venomania, it’s one of my favorite songs!!! and i think kisaki fits well with the whole story!! let’s see if someone can recognize a detail i took from the song ehehe

to better understand the fic, listen to the song!!

reblogs and comments are appreciated!!

Kisaki observes how the fire is slowly consuming a portrait of a young boy. The flames have almost burnt his face, but it can still be seen, a pair of light eyes and dark hair.

The man looks at the fire and grits his teeth, finally he is destroying every single trace of his past.

He is reborn thanks to the help of a strange woman, she claimed to be a witch and gifted him a purple potion, saying that it would help to become irresistible to everyone who looks at him. At first, Kisaki didn't believe her, thinking that the woman was just crazy, but then something happened.

It was after a few days he drank the potion, he was walking in a nearby village, when he was approached by a young girl. Before he could tell her to leave him alone, he saw her eyes, and he was shocked. The woman's eyes were clouded with lust and pure obsession, then he remembered the witch's word, his eyes widen, and a smirk blossomed on his features.

Kisaki was delighted, and he decided to use this new power to his advantage. He created his personal harem, filled with beautiful women, all purely and deeply in love with him, they were peasant and noble women, no one could resist his charm.

He never showed preference, he always said that he loved all of them equally, but that was a big lie. Kisaki had his favorite girl, the jewel of his eyes, the only one capable of making his heart beat louder.

Princess (l/n) (y/n), his former childhood companion. The most beautiful woman in all the kingdom, the same woman, Tetta harbored feelings since early childhood, was now in his arms and he would never let her go.

He was too in love with her, and he will never free her, not now, not when she finally loved him like he always wished in all his life.

He still remembers how brutally she treated him, the names she called him and the disgusted stares she threw him whenever he tried to play with her.

Now, instead, she is completely and mindlessly in love with him, her gaze always filled with pure affection towards him. His name, leaving her lips, sounds more like a song rather than an insult.

She is his wife and personal whore, he is the only man who can touch her and make her feel good, that’s what he says to her daily, when he is balls-deep inside her cunt and touches her like no other man did. Her body is solely is to touch and mark. And the proof is the child in her womb, the fruit of your pure love.

“My love, what is tormenting your poor soul? What can I do, as your wife, to help you?” Your gentle and sweet voice, interrupts Tetta’s thoughts, as he turns around to embrace you.

Gently your hands stroke his naked back, while you hum a simple, childish melody, the one you have written for your future child.

“Nothing, my sweet angel, I had a long day.” He murmurs, kissing your temple, and hides his face in your neck.

Slowly you guide him towards the bed, making him sit, you next to him and take his hands, gently placing them over your belly, now bigger than the previous month.

Tetta gasps surprised when he hears a small kick against his palm, he looks at you, his eyes shining with excitement and joy.

“He is fully of energy, my love. He isn’t giving you a hard time? I can bring you the best doctor in all the kingdom.” He murmurs worried, gently caressing your cheek.

You close your eyes and shake your head, nuzzling against his warm palm, Tetta’s overly-protective behavior makes your heart warm. Your husband is such a perfect man, he always makes sure you have the best.

“You should lay, my love, I will be there in a while.” He whispers before kissing your forehead, and then he makes you lay on the bed.

Tetta can’t still believe how a simple potion could change his life, he gained everything he always wanted: power and women.

He now had power on the people who bullied and mistreated him in his all life, he had all their wives, sisters, daughters ready to serve him and try to gain his love. Unfortunately for them, they can only dream of being his and just let him use their body to satisfy his lust. They all know, that someone has already a special place in his heart, no one can compete with the “special one”.

And he is happy like that, he has both women ready to spread their legs and sin with him, women whose name are just a soundless memory in his mind, and his precious wife, who he will spend the rest of his life with.

The main door of the mansion opens revealing a woman, maybe married or not, covered with a red coat, as she shyly walks towards him, still scared for the gravity of the sin she is going to commit.

Tetta smiles as he offers her a hand, which she accepts, now they’re so close that their lips can touch, and once again, Tetta won. Another prey has fallen into his trap.

“Come, shall we dance?”

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somemydayy · 2 years

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Tokyo Revengers | Yandere

Manjiro “Mikey” Sano: was simply being worried, and concerned about your well being. But somehow along the way it turned into a burning addiction, for your safety. And no mercy will befall the poor bastards who dared set their dirty sights upon your beautiful soul. Mikey did everything for you, and your sake alone. After losing so many people in his life first his Mother, Shinichiro, Baji, Emma, and now Draken. Mikey can’t stand the thought of losing you as well, so in his eyes the only way to keep you safe if for you to stay by his side now, and forever. At first it started with him setting a curfew, saying dangerous street gangs roamed around the area. Than he had you cancel meeting up with your friends after he heard that someone was taking explicit pictures up girl’s skirts on the subway cars. But the tipping point that has him losing control was when you got into a accident on the road on your way to work. But try to understood Mikey, he was only worried about you. He only wanted and had your best interests in mind, and somehow along the way Mikey made you quit your job and stop meeting with your friends, and family after someone mugged you on your way back home from a friend’s wedding. Mikey of course caught the bastard, tortured and eventually killed them in a few hours tops, but he didn’t tell you this. And for all you knew they, were still roaming about and with much insistence, Mikey made you pack up and move to his heavily guarded high rise condo. He couldn’t have you getting hurt now could he? Mikey is definitely overprotective of you, how could he not be, you were the most precious person he had. He could never ever let something happen to you. He wasn’t able to save the rest of his loved ones, but he’ll be damned if he couldn’t keep you, his precious lover safe.

“Can’t you see? The world is a scary and dangerous place. If you stay here, you’ll be safe. In my arms.”

Haruchiyo Sanzu: knew it was wrong, he knew it was forbidden. To harbor a love such as this for you, since you were Mikey’s younger sister. But even so as much as he idolized Mikey, he loved you. Sanzu was simply too obsessed to stop now. At first it started when he was a child, you caring for him after your brother horribly disfigured his face. But you never made him feel like a monster, or anything remotely horrid as his siblings treated him. No, what Sanzu felt from you was compassion, and unconditional love. Something he lacks from his family. He saw the way you looked at him as you would clean, disinfect and bandage his wounds. After his brother would beat him, or whenever he would get into a fight, it would solely be you who cared for him. He saw it in the way you would more often than not make him a bento box with a chipper smile. How you would scold him for solely eating junk food during summer break. He saw it in the way you would always call his name in a loving manner, and a sickly sweet voice. Something even Sanzu’s own family never provided him with, but you? You provided him with unconditional love. You promised to care for him for the rest of your life as a atonement for what your brother did to him. And Sanzu took this promise to heart, and engraved it within his very soul and being. For Sanzu couldn’t ever take his eyes off of you, you were the literal air he breathed. You were the literal sunshine that lingered in his skin. You were his and his alone. You didn’t even know the very limits he would surpass to be with you. All the classmates that asked you out would all mysteriously go missing one after another. All the people that dared look at you would be beaten to a pulp behind the school. But Sanzu promised you, he’ll protect you. He promised after all.

“I want to tell you I love you, until my throat bleeds. You’ll be mine won’t you. You promised after all, right? Darling.”

Kisaki Tetta: was simply too obsessed. He loved the way you talked, the way you walked, the way you often would slip your hair behind your ear, the way you would praise him for being so smart. Kisaki knew what he felt for you was simply too strong to just be called “liking someone” and this became the undisputed truth. One he knew, that everyone knew to be the absolute truth. For Kisaki forbid anyone to talk to you, from eating lunch with you, from liking you, from looking at you a second too long. And this was when, he approached you. Whispering into your ear, like the classic manipulative script so often used to isolate and appease the victim. He finally had you were he wanted, alone, and without anyone to stop him from taking you into his arms, and with a chilling smile he graciously told you he would always be by your side. Forever and ever. Until the end of time.

“Am I wrong? You want to be loved, don’t you? Don’t worry I’ll love you. You just have to say the word.”

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