The Menstrual Cup Saga

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Why is Hiori so hot here dammit

Howdy! I saw the yandere alphabet post and got super hype! If I may, could I request Sebek for the whole alphabet? Sorry if this is too much. If it is, any letter(s) you'd like would be awesome!!

Warning: Yandere thing. Gender-neutral reader.

Characters: Sebek Zigvolt.

Note: I actually managed to finish this in one day?? I was stuck on another character for so long, that I just decided to try and switch to another request to see if I could write for that. I did. I wrote all this within a day. I was stuck on the other one for over a week or longer. 

Letters: A - Z

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

     ✄ Oh, Sebek's affection is intense. Make no mistake, Sebek adores you truly and is wholly devoted to you, there will not be a single moment where you doubt his loyalty. It's not even that he's touchy. In fact, he won't touch even a hair on your head unless you permit it. Even then, he's hesitant to express his love physically. He can hardly believe that someone as grand as you, you who he holds in such high regards, would simply grant him permission to do something as intimate (actually as simple) as holding your hand! Scandalous!! Instead, he greatly prefers to express his devotion through acts of service. Every command, every request, it will be carried out without question. You can tell him you want treasures from the mythical lands of Narnia and he'll, in all seriousness, prepare for the quest! Don't actually tell him that, because he will try to search for it.

     ✄ So yeah, Sebek's love language is acts of service. He'll take everything you say seriously, metaphors tend to go over his head at this time and can cause him to overreact. For example, if you're annoyed of something and say "I'm going to be sick," he WILL panic and offer you the huge variety of medicine he carries around for situations like these. How does he even carry that much? The physical affection he does display is very limited, but still happens. Most of the time, you'll have to request that he hug you if you want something like that. The action he seems most fond of his kneeling before you and pressing a kiss to your hand, just as a knight would. If you allow it, this will become his common way of greeting you. If you initiate anything, he will freeze up and become highly embarrassed but will not oppose anything. No, never! In fact, he's honored, but at the same time he feels as though he's undeserving.

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

     ✄ For you? Anything and anyone can become his enemy. Of course he will not do anything extreme unless it's warranted. Sebek believes that his actions as your knight also reflect on you, so he will do his best to uphold your reputation (even if you believe you're not very important or don't have a prestigious reputation like Malleus). Meaning, he will not harm someone unless he deems it necessary or unless you command it.

     ✄ All disputes will be handled without conflict and bloodshed if possible. The only time Sebek will toss all reservation aside is if, as mentioned before, you tell him to do so, or if your wellbeing or life is at risk. Should someone try to actively harm you or worse, he's quickly on the offensive, defending you like a knight in shining armor... that's quickly stained red. Sebek takes his job very seriously, so harming or even killing someone to protect you is never out of the question. Should the day come that he does have to take a life and dirty his hands, he is prepared to do so for you.

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

     ✄ Him? Abduct you? Why, he'd never! To hold you hostage or take you someplace against you will, Sebek would rather die than kidnap you! And to mock you? That is a horrible crime that he'd never even dream to commit! It's safe to say, Sebek is a yandere that would never abduct you, or hold you hostage, or even try to manipulate you into staying someplace you do not want to be at.

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

     ✄ Hardly. Sebek aims to please you and be the perfect retainer that you can completely rely on whenever. He may do small things that you may not like. Such as if you have to take medicine for your health but don't want to, he may discreetly slip it into drinks or foods. Little things like that. Even if he's dealing with a threat and you tell him to spare them, he will hesitantly do so. Your word is practically absolute.

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

     ✄ Wholly. You get to see the entirety of Sebek Zigvolt's heart laid bare, and it won't take much to see it either. Others may think of him as patronizing, loud, and rude, but to you he speaks respectfully and gently. It's obvious that to the people he respects, you included, he treats them differently. You have a special place in his heart. He may appear somewhat intimidating to strangers, but he's truly kind to you. If you ask him, he'll spill everything, all his emotions and thoughts. He truly trusts you, but at times he's worried that his concerns may burden you which is why it may take the tiniest bit of coaxing to get everything out of him. Just like his reservations about partaking in any physical affection with you. You'll see the half-fae when he's shedding tears over you, as he's eagerly boasting about you, as he's happily fulfilling your commands. But when nearly everything about him seems to revolve around you, things can get a bit tiresome.

✂ Fight. How would they feel if their darling fought back? 

     ✄ Honestly, is there any reason to fight back against him? He's not doing anything against your wishes. Let's say that in this case, fighting back means refusing his services. In that case, he is heartbroken but only for a moment before he convinces himself that you simply believe he's unworthy! Do not worry, rest assured that he will never give up! He will continuously prove himself to you, so that you can see that he is truly worthy of being your servant! And by never giving up, he means never! He will pour all his time and effort into improving. Sebek will not yield, he will stubbornly try again and again until you permit him to be your knight! 

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

     ✄ No, of course not! Your happiness and wellbeing are matters of great importance!! It is no game! Let’s say that escaping from him is just simply trying to avoid him or push him away. In those instances, he would be devastated. What had he done? What unforgivable crime had he committed that’s made you avoid him? What must he do to atone for what he’s done? Please, tell him, he’s begging you! 

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

     ✄ It’s probably nothing too bad, considering he’s simply so keen on obeying your every word. Besides the fact that he would willingly kill for you in certain situations, he’s incredibly overbearing. It’s meant out of good will, Sebek just being concerned and so intent on being a good knight, but it can become too much. 

     ✄ Bent on spending every waking moment beside you when he’s not busy means accompanying you everywhere, always fretting over your health and mood, and as stated before nearly everything he cares about or talks about seems to revolve around you or Malleus. It can quickly become overwhelming and tiresome. When all you hear about is yourself and Malleus, only praise and never disagreements or simply him believing you can do no wrong, it does become too much. And what’s worse is that even if you try to distance yourself, Sebek is so insistent. While he may leave you alone for a bit, he will always come back again and again and again, no matter how much you may try to get rid of him. He will be forever loyal, even if you no longer want him. 

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

     ✄ Sebek has sworn loyalty to two people, you and Malleus. It would be wonderful if you moved to the Valley of Thorns, his home! He’s sure you can somehow be of assistance to Malleus when he ascends to the throne and becomes king of the fae! Perhaps you as a human, can work as a diplomat between the valley and other nations where the majority of the population are humans. That way when you work within the palace, he can rest easy knowing you are safe and nearby! 

     ✄ Of course he doesn’t mind entirely what you do, as long as you’re in the valley and preferably in the palace. Or if you’d like, you can work with his parents at their dentist office! You may be able to relate to his father as he is a human, and he dearly hopes his mother approves of you! If something were to happen while he were absent, he knows his mother is strong enough to protect you! Oh, how his mother would tease him relentlessly for being so patronizing towards humans only for him to fall in love with one just as she did.

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

     ✄ Yes, Sebek does get jealous, and he refuses to ever admit it. However, it’s usually not in the way you expect. The most common reason he gets jealous is if someone does an act of service and you actually appreciate it. He’s highly competitive when it comes to this. Someone serving you tea? Wait right there, he’ll brew you a better cup! They did your laundry? Not so fast, he’ll iron and fold everything! What’s this puny snack they gave you? He’ll cook up a delicious and nutritious meal right now! Sebek doesn’t ever lash out. As stated before, he makes sure to behave so as to not negatively affect your reputation. His way of coping is to simply attempt to best the competitor and ask you if he did it better. If you do praise his efforts and deem his attempt better, he’ll smile smugly at his competition and boast about it after thanking you for your kind words. 

✂ Kisses. How do they act around or with their darling? 

     ✄ You know how Sebek acts around Malleus? Like that, but somehow worse. It’s as if he lives to serve, and you happen to be one of the two who he wishes to loyally serve. To everyone else, Sebek is not only Malleus’ retainer but also your guard. The mere mention of you has him perking up and eager to declare your greatness. While you may or may not see any greatness in yourself, Sebek certainly does. It’s strange how the half-fae that tends to act in a condescending manner around humans, respects one singular human so much. With him if it isn’t about you then it’s about Malleus. He’s incredible proud to be so close to both you and young Draconia! Even Sebek’s ranting about the two people he serves tends to annoy just about anyone. Lately, people have noticed that he’s been using the term human to call people less and less, probably because he now devotes himself to a human and doesn’t wish to be disrespectful. 

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

     ✄ Before Sebek swore his loyalty to you, you noticed he treated you slightly different from how he treated others. He never raised his voice often (unless he was excited), he didn’t always boast about the prince he served, and he never called you human even though you saw him call nearly everyone that in a way that almost felt derogatory but it wasn’t really. It started off small, with him lending you a pen or pencil, then notes when you were sick, then making you a soup so you would feel better, then escorting you to class. The acts grew and grew, until it became common for him to be near you. If he wasn’t with Malleus, then he could be found with you. At first it’s difficult to accept it when you’ve seen the way he is with other people and because he’s already devoted to serving one person, which is why you don’t really believe him. That was a mistake. The moment you said you doubted his intentions, they only increased tenfold if that were even possible. Just less than one week of having him fretting over you and constantly trying to serve you, was enough to break you and finally change your mind. You believed him now. Upon you admitting so, he beamed so brightly with his sharp teeth. There and then, he held his head high and enthusiastically pledged his loyalty and heart to you! 

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

     ✄ Yes and no? Not because he’s two-faced, it’s just that he’s genuinely happier around you and just tends to treat you differently. Even if you do have company, anyone can see that he’s always in a better mood when you or Malleus are around. Lately though, because of your input, he’s been attempting to better himself when interacting with other non-fae peoples. It’s a work in progress, but he’s certainly improving. 

✂ Naughty. How would they punish their darling? 

     ✄ Gasp. He would never! If anything, you have the right to punish him if he ever does anything wrong by your standards! 

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

     ✄ None. As we’ve seen, Sebek doesn’t restrict you at all, it’s just a lot harder to do things when you have someone as loyal and determined as him. It becomes more difficult to do things as you please when he’s constantly breathing down your neck, fretting over everything, fussing over the tiniest details.

✂ Patience. How patient are they with their darling? 

     ✄ Extremely. I can’t actually think of a situation where you can frustrate him or anger him. If anything, if he does become frustrated or angry, it’ll be at himself for something he failed to do which he thinks makes him incompetent. Even if you constantly turn him away, he’ll never be cross at you. Again, he directs his frustration at himself. He needs to train harder, learn more, become stronger, so you’ll accept his service next time, is what he convinces himself. He is certain you will accept him and allow him to swear a solemn oath to you sooner or later, so he is not worried. He only wishes that you would accept him sooner! 

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

     ✄ It’s very unlikely you would die, Sebek simply won’t allow it to happen. Plus he has powerful fae like Malleus and Lilia on his side to help heal you or protect you should something drastic occur. You can try to leave, but you will only get a few months of peace at best. There is no running from Sebek. He may even allow you to leave, but in those months of your absence, he’s berating himself for the smallest mistakes he ever made with you. He’s training and learning day and night, and once he believes he’s ready, he’ll confront you and announce that he’s improved himself! If you reject him, he’ll simply try again and again. There is no moving on. If you continue to reject him, he’ll continue trying, staying with you for weeks on end as he initiates self-made trials of him simply serving you like he used to until you get so tired that you have no choice but to take him back.

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

     ✄ He never abducted you! What is there to feel guilty about? For as long as he shall live, he plans to stick beside you. 

✂ Stigma. What brought about this side of them? 

     ✄ Most likely depends on the au, so the answer can vary. 

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

     ✄ Why, how dare someone make you distressed?! Sebek has to take deep breaths and remind himself to remain civil. He is not the best at comfort either, but he certainly tries his best. He’s carrying out your every request as quickly as he can. Brewing you a warm cup of your favorite beverage, fetching you a snack, bring you entertainment. He isn’t the best with soothing words either, but he swears over and over again to make things better. Afraid to touch you, he simply offers you what you want like a blanket or such. He’s listening intently to every word, clinging to every detail and mentally noting it down. Once he’s certain you’re alright and in good hands like under his mother’s or Lilia’s care, he’s off to knock down the door of whoever made you cry. Deep breaths, as he reminds himself once again to remain civil.

✂ Unique. Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

     ✄ Sebek is unlike many of the yanderes, mostly because he’s just so bent on being of service. He won’t ever harm you, or try to intimidate you, or manipulate you. He’s even okay with receiving a very small amount of affection. The half-fae simply wishes to be of use, he merely wants to serve you and prove his worth. In serving you, he can make you happy and remain close to you. It may be difficult to be truly happy with him as he can be overbearing, but this is one of the yanderes you have the most control and freedom with.

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

     ✄ There’s no “escape” but you can still exploit something to use to your advantage. As mentioned before, you are essentially the one in control. Sebek only wishes to please. So it is extremely easy to request him something that takes him a while, which buys you time away from him. Not alone because he’s always leaving you under someone else’s supervision, whether you know it or not. But still, it’s always enough time to take a breather and relax without having Zigvolt beside you worrying over minuscule details and constantly attempting to gain your praise. 

✂ Wit’s end. Would they ever hurt their darling? 

     ✄ No! Nearly everything he does is for your happiness and health. Never would he actively attempt to hurt you. In fact, he’s always trying to protect you to prevent you from getting hurt! 

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

     ✄ Honestly, you shouldn’t even be surprised if he one day started referring to you as a god, because that’s how he treats you. If loudly declaring your praises, admiring your every move, and offering himself to serve you isn’t sign of how much he reveres you, than I don’t know what is. We’ve already mentioned before how much he would do to earn his spot as your servant again, and how relentless he is in his efforts, and how he would never truly give up. Those are the lengths he would go. Who else would go that far just to serve someone? Surely no sane person, right? 

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

     ✄ Sebek doesn’t snap. Like mentioned multiple times before, he could try again and again for weeks, months, even years. During that time he will find opportunities to serve you, just as he wants to, before you shoo him away and he’s back to attempting to prove his worth to you. As I said, he will not stop. He won’t give up, because he’s determined to be good enough to serve both you and Malleus. You will break before he ever even considers it, and have no choice but to accept his undying devotion as he beams so happily at you and announces that he’s eager to serve. 

✂ Zenith. Would they ever break their darling? 

     ✄ No, I don’t think so. Would you eventually get tired or annoyed? Probably. But it is manageable. The half-fae that wishes to be of service would never break you. All he wants is to stand beside you, admire you, keep you content, and protect you from all harm. This world is a dangerous place, but as long as he’s around, he will do everything in his power to be a suitable knight that can proudly declare that he serves both the great Malleus Draconia and (Y/n)! 

nrc when you dodge their kisses

SUMMARY: The NRC boys try to kiss you, and you dodge. How dare you!

CHARACTERS: All NRC Students

WARNINGS: None!!

COMMENTS: You already know what I'm gonna say. Azul you're gorgeous and I want actually I NEED you to hmu!! I would treat you so right!! Just one kiss please!! You can tell I'm Azul biased and I am not sorry!!

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Heartslabyul

Riddle Rosehearts immediately turns as red as his hair. He apologizes profusely for assuming you’d be up for a cheek kiss and you have to resist the urge to hug him. You tell him to calm down, that it was a joke. His relief is evident, but you can tell there’s something else on his mind as he stares at you, so you offer him your cheek again.

Trey Clover apologizes immediately, his cheeks flushed pink. This is one of the only times you’ll ever see him rattled, slightly embarrassed that you’d dodged his display of affection. He shakes it off pretty easily though, much to your chagrin. Smooch him.

Cater Diamond knows what you’re playing at. He holds your face still and gives you two big smooches on your cheeks, telling you he loves you before rushing off to class. He’s going to dodge you the next time you try to kiss him as payback.

Deuce Spade looks heartbroken. He apologizes and vows to ask before doing anything like that next time. He asks if he’s made you uncomfortable or if anything is wrong, and when you tell him it’s a joke he gets so relieved. Don’t scare him like that again!

Ace Trappola whines incessantly. Anyone would be lucky to kiss him and you just dodged him! Like he was chopped liver! Is that what he is to you? Huh!? It’s hilarious because he will not SHUT UP until you give him Two (2) kisses to make up for the one he missed and the time he spent lamenting over it.

Savanaclaw

Leona Kingscholar narrows his eyes and stares at you. You pretend you don’t notice, continuing to walk inside your classroom that he’d so kindly walked you to. Except he doesn’t leave. “Herbivore.” Leona calls, and even though he didn’t touch you, you freeze. “You forgot something.”

Jack Howl assumes you’re not in the mood and shrugs it off. Well, that’s what it would seem like if you weren’t an expert in Jack Howl Communications. His ears are lowered and his tail isn’t wagging as much anymore, and you know it’s because he’s worried. The next time you see him, you cup his face and give him a kiss on the cheek, just to watch him perk up again.

Ruggie Bucchi’s ears flatten almost immediately. He immediately assumes he’s done something wrong and starts bringing you a bunch of snacks to make up for it. He’s laughing on the outside but dying on the inside. He will literally only touch you again when you initiate or until you tell him it’s a joke.

Octavinelle

Azul Ashengrotto wants to run away, and he almost does. The world crashes around him and his mind immediately runs to his octopot and all the mockery he faced and how you are the last person he wants to see him that way. You immediately notice that the small joke hurt his feelings in a way that you never wanted to hurt him, and grab his face to kiss him gently. “I’m sorry honey. You were going to miss.” you murmur as you pull away, rubbing circles on his cheek with your thumb, “Had to make sure you didn’t.”

Jade Leech pretends to be wounded. He refuses to accept any affection from you for the next five hours because you broke his heart so bad. Maybe next time you’ll think before you deny the eel the attention he rightfully deserves!! If you try anything, he’ll dodge it with a “oh, I’m sorry. I’m busy. Come back later.” JADE STOP.

Floyd Leech is another whiner. You dodge his kisses, he’ll pout and whine for hours. No amount of kisses you give him to make up for it will be enough. Ten, fifteen, twenty kisses, on his forehead, cheeks, or lips…won’t be enough. He will hold this over your head.

Scarabia

Kalim Al-Asim blue screens and tries to figure out what he did wrong. He apologizes quickly and asks if you want him to keep his distance from you today. He doesn’t phrase it in a dramatic way like some of the students on this list. Instead, his words are genuine and warm, with only your comfort in mind. He’s very observant so he’ll be able to tell if you really do want your space!

Jamil Viper rolls his eyes and goes about his day. He immediately assumes that you’re playing a prank on him, and he fully intends to do what you did to him but doubled. You lean in for a kiss the next day, he dodges it. You try to hold his hand, he moves it at the last second. Just apologize, he’s so petty.

Pomfiore

Vil Schoenheit narrows his eyes and stares at you. He doesn’t like playing your silly little games and will immediately ask if that's what you’re doing. No matter your response, he rolls his eyes and lets it go. If you want any of his affection, you’re going to have to initiate next time.

Rook Hunt doesn’t realize you’ve dodged until his lips don’t land on yours. He’s already closed his eyes when he stumbles a bit, his eyes flying open in surprise. You stand behind him with a mischievous little smile, and he immediately knows what you’re doing. He cries out some monologue about your cruelty before giving you a forehead kiss.

Epel Felmier narrows his eyes and refuses to give you kisses after that. His ego is hurt and you’re responsible! You’re going to need to promise to never do it again and give him a kiss to make up for it. How dare you make him out to be a fool!

Ignihyde

Idia Shroud wants to crawl into a hole and die. He finally gained the courage to kiss you goodbye for the second time this week, and you dodged him! That was so cringe he thinks he’s going to explode. He only feels a little bit better when you grab his face and kiss him twice - one on each cheek.

Diasomnia

Malleus Draconia is frozen, his eyes wide with surprise. You’ve always been receptive to his advances, and now that you’re not he doesn’t know what to do. Recovering quickly, he smirks and looks you dead in the eye. “I suppose you’re avoiding my affection today? Fine. I shall fulfill your wishes, Child of Man.”

Sebek Zigvolt jumps away, his face flaming red. He immediately starts yelling about how he wasn’t trying to give you a forehead kiss, he was just checking over your shoulder to make sure nobody was about to attack you! Cup his cheek and kiss his forehead - watch him get even redder.

Silver blinks slowly before nodding, telling you he understands and he hopes you have a good lesson. Assuming you want your distance, Silver doesn’t initiate any affection for the rest of the day unless you give him explicit permission.

Lilia Vanrouge follows your dodge and lands a kiss on you anyway. He laughs loudly at your surprise, booping you on the nose before practically bouncing off to his next class. If you want to give him a kiss, he’s going to dodge and stick his tongue out at you now.

DEEZ NUTS

↳GN Reader | Crack Humor

A/N: I just want to apologize in advance that my humor is questionable and hella immature💀 Also ayee writing for more characters! :D

When You Escape Him; Diasomnia

Summary: Yandere Diasomnia x gn!reader. He adopts a child that looks like the two of you. You run to give you both a chance at life. You never expected him to find you.

A/N: so, turns out the burnout was actually sleep deprivation. Who knew!

Heartslaybul Savannaclaw Octavinelle Scarabia Pomefiore Ignihyde Non NRC Staff

CW: major spoiler under the cut, but it does need a content warning, so if you want to see it, it's there, if not, skip straight to Mal's picture. yandere stuff, capture, forced sleep, implied past forced sleep, threats to innocents, Lilia is a shit in 3/4 of these,blood, implied previous injury, implied minor character death

Spoiler Content Warning: reader dies in Sebek 's part.

Three years into your relationship, he had come home and placed a baby in your arms.

"They were left in a box, all alone. And, well, he looks like if the two of us had a child," he sheepishly stared at the ground. "I just, I just figured it must be a gift from the seven."

You knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to tie himself to you through this boy. He looked just like him, and you were disgusted and scared.

Until he opened his eyes for the first time, and you found yourself staring into your own.

And you knew. You had to give this child the opportunity for a better life. A life without him.

In the end, your son did the opposite of what he had intended. And the first moment you could, the two of you had escaped.

Malleus had done something. Something unnatural. You'd at first kind of believed him. But the horns had started growing in on your son. This was your and Malleus' biological child. As unnatural and impossible as it was, you had no doubt.

The woman who ran the safe house had told you to put him up for adoption. She'd smiled sympathetically, but she told you in no uncertain terms that this child would damn everyone there. So either the child had to go, or you'd both have to go. She gave you until the next morning to leave. She'd send you with food and money, but you couldn't stay there. 

But an hour later, as your son had summoned a storm with his crying, she had knocked on your door and told you she couldn't give you until the next day anymore. It just wasn't safe. And you understood, so you quickly began to pack, hastily hushing your infant son, who seemed in no hurry to stop crying.

You froze as you heard a boom. Not a boom from the storm your son had summoned. But a boom you recognized. 

You heard screams in the safe house as vines crawled up the outer walls and windows. You looked at the sad little boy that you'd tried to save from a life in a cold palace, with a possessive and jealous father. You shouldn't have even made it this far. But that's exactly why you thought….

It didn't matter now.

You picked him up, and ran out of your room, straight out the door and into the rain.

“Malleus! Enough!” You shouted. “I'll go with you! Just leave them alone!”

Before you stood a huge dragon, surrounded by his army. But as the dragon looked down at you, its eyes softened, and he began to shrink back into the man you married.

He smiled wildly, extending his arms wide.

“Beloved,” he purred, momentarily forgetting his anger as relief filled him.

You walked slowly through the mud, ignoring the cold that seeped in your bones from the excessive rain caused by two separate storms. You took a shuddering breath and stepped into his embrace, fighting off a shiver of a different kind as his arms wrapped around you and your son.

“Don't hurt them. They're all just innocent people who need someplace to stay,” you whispered in his ear.

He pressed his lips to your ears, continuing to purr, as he said, “They tried to hide their king's spouse from him. They must face some sort of punishment.”

“Mal,” you said firmly, gently pulling far enough back that you could look in his eyes. “They weren't hiding me. They were about to tell you where I was.”

A lie. But the only way to keep the people in that building safe.

“I shall spare them then,” he hummed. 

The change was instant. A flicker in his eyes that only you knew well enough to pick up on.

“Lilia, please escort my son home,” he ordered, his eyes not leaving yours as you felt the boy wrenched from your arms. Immediately, Malleus' grip shifted to your arm, and he dragged you along with him, straight into a glowing green portal…

Which led to a tower you recognized.

“Wait, no, no, I'm sorry-”

“If I don't punish you, how will you ever learn?” He waved his staff, summoning a stone table.

“Mal, please, our son-”

“You don't love him, but this will teach you to.”

“I do so love him!”

“Then you wouldn't have broken his family,” he said as though it was the most obvious thing in the world.

There was nowhere to run in the windowless tower, but you knew what came next. So you tried to yank yourself out of his grip, even if it was fruitless.

“What if he doesn't live another hundred years?” You cried as he wrestled you onto the table.

“He will. He has his father's blood.”

At least he admitted it. 

His hand covered your eyes, a green glow beginning to fill your vision.

“He won't remember me,” you pleaded as your body began to grow numb.

“I'll ensure he does.”

You drifted off, falling into dreams designed to “open your heart.” Dreams where the three of you lived happily.

After another hundred years of that, surely you'd become the well behaved spouse he needed. And if not, he had a hundred more years to spend on you. And one day? One day his perfect family would be a reality.

You were elbows deep in another explosion your son had caused through his “science experiments” when you heard a knock on the door.

You blew a hair out of your face, before turning to your son.

“Can you get that, baby?” 

He nodded quickly, happy to do anything to lower his punishment. You dug through some more goo (you didn't want to know what exactly he made) and finally found the bathtub drain. You pulled the plug and…

Nothing.

You groaned. Guess you had to clean it the hard way. Again.

You heard excited noises from the front door, and smiled softly. Your son's partner was prone to making surprise visits, so you figured he was telling them all about his latest explosion. Young love was cute. You hoped it stayed that way.

You pulled your goo covered arms out of the bathtub, and pulled over the bucket that had seen horrors. You began scooping handfuls into it, hoping that less goo would force the drain to go down, when your son came back to the door, looking ecstatic.

“Hey, um, there's someone here to see you.”

You smirked, and said, “Well, as you can see I'm a little busy. Tell them to wait.”

He shook his head vehemently.

“Uh uh, you gotta come see them now.”

The way he was bouncing up and down, it must have been Uncle Epel. He was the favorite Uncle, mainly because he always brought treats with him.

“Well, tell him if he wants to chat, he has to help me clean-”

No sooner had the words left your mouth when some familiar pink magic flew over your shoulder, and made the goo in the bath dissipate. You froze in your place, too scared to look.

“Easy peasy. Luckily I've had a lot of experience with kid's messes, fu fu.”

You were a coward, who was too scared to face fate. As though refusing to face it would mean it would never come up behind you, and wrap his arms around you, affectionately nuzzling your neck.

“How was your vacation?” Lilia hummed.

“That's my dad!” Your son interrupted, excitedly. “It all makes sense now! Why I look fae, why I'm so skilled at magic, why I have a hard time connecting with my peers…”

If Lilia was anyone else, you'd quickly explain it didn't make sense, it was just a sick coincidence. But with him wrapped around you like a python…

You weren't in a position to be dealing with broken ribs, again.

“Not only that, but you have a big brother!” Lilia said happily.

“I do!”

“He's probably downstairs waiting for you! Let's go!”

You couldn't blame your son for falling for Lilia's charms. You'd also made that mistake many years ago. Lilia excitedly took your hand, floating down the stairs while dragging you, your son behind you.

At the bottom of the steps was Silver, who was looking anywhere but at you. Lilia summoned a portal, and you were quickly pulled through it, followed by the two boys.

Your son stared in awe at the mansion that haunted your nightmares.

“We get to live here now?”

“Yes! I have a room all for you, Silver will show you the way, then he'll take you to get a new wardrobe.”

Your son took the stairs two at a time, then paused to look back at you, confused.

“Why haven't we been a family the entire time?”

You stiffened again, but Lilia was a wonderful actor.

“You see, your father is fae and loses track of time. I was supposed to come pick you up. I only just realized how much time passed. I'm so sorry.”

He turned to you, he laced his fingers through your hair, kissing you passionately. He pulled slightly away, whispering,

“Forgive me?”

In an attempt to ease whatever punishment was coming your way, you slowly nodded. You son beamed happily, then looked at you both.

“This is the best day ever! I can't wait to tell my partner!” He pulled out his phone, immediately beginning the call as he continued up the stairs.

“Well? Was that enough of a vacation for you?” Lilia asked coldly.

“How long-”

“Sevens, I knew where you were the whole time. Quite frankly, I'm insulted that you felt otherwise.”

He sounded genuinely insulted. Fuck.

“So…” you trailed off.

“I haven't decided what to do with you yet. You know how important you and my family are to me, yet you ran from me, and stole our son.” He grabbed you by the hair, forcing you to look into his eyes.

“But rest assured, if this happens again, I'll come up with a punishment that leans more…irreversible.”

“Y/N?” 

Fuck. You knew that soft voice. It had a slight tremble of disbelief and shock, so you weren't surprised when you felt a hand gently take your chin, and direct it to a pair of gorgeous auroral hues.

You had thought enough time would pass that you would be unfindable. So here you were, at a cafe with your teenage son, thinking you were safe. What a joke.

“Y/N, where have you been? I missed you.” 

You believed him. God, you wish you didn't, but you did. The problem with Silver was that he never knew what he did wrong. He didn't understand. To him, you just vanished one day, for no reason.

“Oh-” you started, but your son interrupted you.

“Hey, back off,” he said firmly, grabbing his table knife as though that would defend against Silver's sword fighting skills.

Or Lilia's anything, for that matter, as you realized he stood behind his son with a scary look in his eyes. A look you had experience with. A look that said, behave.

“S/N, don't,” you whispered, not daring to pull away from Silver.

“I'm not going to let him take you!” He stood from his seat, causing Silver's eyes to flicker over to him, and grow soft with fondness.

“You're all grown up!”

“Back off-”

“That's enough of that. I appreciate your loyalty, but it would be better suited elsewhere,” Lilia finally spoke, disarming your boy.

“Let go of me-”

“Father, please don't-”

“It's alright, Silver. I've raised two boys, I know how to handle a tantrum,” Lilia said lightly, pinning your son's arms to his sides. “As for you, young man, that's no way to speak to your father, or your grandfather.”

“We're not even related!” He shouted, and it was only then you realized the cafe was empty. They had planned this. Or, more accurately, Lilia had planned this, and probably surprised Silver.

“Enough. I'm putting you in timeout.”

He summoned a portal, and dragged your son towards it.

He turned back towards Silver with a firm look on his face, “Silver. Remember what I taught you.” And then he walked through the portal.

Silver held out a hand for you, and you swallowed your bile as you took it. You walked through the portal together, and found yourself in Silver’s room in the Castle in the Valley of Thorns.

He released your hand, dissipated the portal, and went to lock the door. You took the opportunity to sit on the bed.

Silver sighed as he stared at the floor.

“Father says that if I want to keep you in my life, I have to be more firm.”

He looked back up at you, something new swimming in his eyes. Something that frightened you.

“I don't want to hurt you. But today, seeing you for the first time in so long, I realized he was right.”

The frightening look wavered for a moment, as he said, “Why did you make my son hate me? Do you not think I'd be a good father?”

You sighed, remembering how easy it was to fall prey to Silver's everything. “If it were just you I had to worry about, I know you'd be a great father.”

“Then why…” the look cemented back into frightening again, and he stood stiffly, like a general deciding whether to spare an enemy soldier.

“I've given you a good life, a husband, and a family, but you are taking it for granted. You need to learn to appreciate what you have.”

That was all Lilia. Maybe if you had run away with Silver, you might have saved the last embers of your love for him. But then you might also be killed.

“I have arranged a cell in the dungeon for you. It's comfortable, but isolated. You will stay there until you learn your place.”

You fought to escape his grip as he dragged you down the stairs, pleading with him to see reason. But it was too late, and when the door was latched behind you, you couldn't help but wish you'd thought to try things differently.

You couldn't imagine how it took so long for him to find you. But as you and your son ran in the night, you wished it had been longer.

Ten minutes prior, you'd gotten a call from a wheezing voice you almost didn't recognize.

“Sebek…he…he's coming.”

“Lilia? What are you talking about? Where did you get my number?”

You heard a hard cough, followed by a tired laugh. “Who did you think was your fairy godmother? Run Y/N.”

The call hung up, and you grabbed a bag to start packing, only to hear a loud bang as your front door splintered. Your son had wanted to fight him off, but bless his heart he'd never win. So you'd both escaped out a window and ran.

You knew he was much too fast for you, but your son was fae as well, so he had a chance of getting away. And if you could just wear Sebek out…

You screamed out in pain as you felt something pierce you from behind.

You collapsed to your knees, staring down at the sword poking through your chest.

“No!” Your son screamed, and you choked back the pain long enough to say, “keep running!”

He looked at you regretfully, then angrily stared at something over your shoulder.

“I'll kill you!” He shouted, before running off, and disappearing down an alley.

You swayed from the position on your knees, your vision growing spotty. You turned over your shoulder, vaguely aware of a green haired man staring at you in shock.

Oh. That was Sebek! You had a date today, right? You didn't feel so good though, so maybe you should tell him you had to cancel.

“I… I didn't mean to,” he cried shakily, tears beginning to roll down his cheeks. You collapsed again, this time not having the strength to get off your side. He knelt next to you, and felt a sharp pain from something pulling. He laid you on your back, and pressed his hands to your chest, muttering something you couldn't quite hear. His voice sounded like water, moving in and out of your ears.

“Y/N…..don…please…I”

You nodded like you understood. 

His hands came to cup your face. It must be raining, because his hands were all wet. You'd have to make sure Grim remembered to grab an umbrella before class.

You slowly lifted your hand to cup Sebek 's hands that were clutching your face. His cheeks were covered in raindrops, and he seemed to be trying to tell you something important. But you were so tired, it was hard to keep your eyes open.

You had a final moment of clarity, where you stared at Sebek 's broken face, and felt momentary pity for him. But maybe this would teach him something that he would never forget over the course of his long life.

And you thought of your wonderful son escaping this creature, and the black finally completely took your vision.

Let's keep it going.... (-∀-)_旦

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Nightbringer spoilers

The differences in how they treated / talked about raising Satan are crazy- 😭

Obey me OG; “Yea, when Satan was born we all took turns taking care of him and helping him grow. But Lucifer spent the most time with him-“

Kinda sweet, they took care of the ‘baby’ demon-

Obey me nightbringer: “We wrapped him in chains and shoved that bitch into a locker!!”

WTF???-

cw: yandere themes, baby trapping

"Mother, why don't you love me?"

Your daughter is five years old and she asks this question every single day. You look indifferently at the child standing in front of you, who resembles you like two peas in a pod. She's your exact copy, and it would seem that there wasn't a single difference between the two of you. But the ginger strand of hair in her braid would never allow you to forget who her father was.

The girl is patiently waiting for your answer, but you continue to remain silent because you have nothing to say to her. You were surprised by her tenacity and insistence in wanting to know what you felt for her, like a mother for her daughter. Unfortunately, you lost your tenacity and insistence a long time ago.

"It's okay, solntse moyo. Your mother isn't feeling well right now." A sickeningly cheerful voice reaches your ears, because of which all your insides curl into a big lump, and you feel like you're going to throw up. Ajax picks your daughter up and smiles when your eyes meet his. "When she gets better, she'll definitely tell you how much she loves you."

Your daughter happily cuddles up to the ginger man, happy that soon she will finally be able to hug you and tell you how much she loves you. Your husband hugs your daughter tighter, his blue dead empty eyes look straight into your soul. Only two out of three know that you will never get better.

` Author’s notes: solntse moyo (rus.) means my sun. so how was it? i hope it didn't turn out too bad. i've never written about yandere theme before, but this sketch has been in my mind for a while 🤭

જ⁀♡⊹｡° you outshine the morning sun

( sae itoshi x fem! reader )

♡ a/n — just a short drabble bc domestic sae has invaded my brain

♡ word count — 705

♡ content — sae itoshi x reader, sae x fem! reader, made sae abt 25 in this, marriage mentioned, pregnancy mentioned. AN: i'd give this man as many babies as he wants.

♡ synopsis — sae itoshi didn't need to be a soccer god, not as long as he had you

The roar of the crowd still buzzed in Sae Itoshi’s ears as he exited the stadium, the post-game adrenaline barely settled in his veins. The night air was thick with the voices of fans calling his name, their desperation and admiration mixing into a cacophony he had long since learned to ignore.

"Sae! Just one autograph!"

"Marry me, Sae! Please! Just one chance!"

"I’d give you as many babies as you want!"

The shrill voices of young girls, the deep admiration from older men, the wistful sighs of women both young and old—none of it meant anything to him. He kept his gaze forward, his hands clenched into tight fists at his sides as he pushed through the chaos. The only thing on his mind was getting home.

A sleek black car idled by the curb, the driver standing by the door, already well aware of the arrangement. No talking. No questions. Just drive and get him home as quickly as possible, and the tip would be hefty. An even bigger one if the trip was fast.

Sae slid into the back seat without a word, the door shutting out the noise of the world outside. He exhaled sharply, leaning back against the seat as the car pulled away from the stadium and into the quiet of the night. The streetlights blurred past, but he barely noticed them. Instead, his hands moved instinctively to his duffel bag, fingers searching through the smallest inside pocket until they curled around something cool and familiar.

A simple silver ring, discreet and unassuming, warmed quickly in his palm. His thumb brushed over the carved initials—his and yours—etched into the metal. He slipped it onto his ring finger, feeling a sense of calm wash over him.

Yeah. He just needed to get home.

The drive was mercifully quick, and before long, he was stepping out of the car and up the pathway to the house—the one place in the world where he wasn’t Sae Itoshi, soccer legend. He barely had time to set his duffel bag down when something small and fast crashed into his leg.

"Daddy!"

A grin tugged at Sae’s lips as he looked down, teal eyes meeting an identical pair staring up at him with pure joy. His daughter, barely three years old, clung to his leg with all her might. Her soft pink hair was pulled up into two messy pigtails, bouncing as she giggled.

"Hey, sweetheart," he murmured, crouching down to scoop her into his arms. She fit so perfectly against him, her tiny hands grabbing onto his jersey as if she never wanted to let go. And he? He didn’t mind one bit.

"Oh! I didn’t know you’d be home so soon," your voice rang out from the kitchen, warm and full of love. Sae glanced up just as you turned the corner, a wooden spoon in your hand, eyes crinkling at the sight of him. "The game just ended."

"Took a shortcut," he said simply, stepping closer to you.

His gaze flickered down to the soft curve of your stomach, where a second life—one he helped create—was steadily growing. Without hesitation, he reached out, resting a gentle hand there, feeling the warmth of your body beneath his fingertips.

A soft smile played on your lips as he leaned in, pressing a quick but meaningful kiss against them. Before you could deepen it, a tiny voice piped up between you.

"Yuck!" your daughter squealed, squirming in his arms.

You laughed, reaching out to tuck a stray strand of pink hair behind her ear. "You say that now, but one day, you’ll think it’s sweet."

"Nuh-uh!" she insisted, her little nose scrunching up in defiance.

Sae chuckled, finally feeling the weight of the world ease off his shoulders. Here, there were no screaming fans, no demanding coaches, no suffocating expectations. Just you, your daughter, and the quiet hum of home.

Sae Itoshi didn’t need fangirls, fanboys, or old women begging for his attention. He didn’t need adoration from the world, validation from the media, or the empty promises of strangers who only saw him as a soccer god.

Sae Itoshi just needed this.

Sae Itoshi just needed to be home.

Sae Itoshi just needed you.

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