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Yandere Kyoto Tech First + Second Years Reacting To Reader Trying To Leave Them

tw: captivity, gaslighting(?), yandere themes

Yuji Itadori- Oh, he’d be so utterly heartbroken, poor sweet boy. He’s so distraught, wondering what he did wrong and how he can fix it. You know he loves you right? Why do you want to leave? Isn’t he enough? He understands that you want freedom, but he can’t let you go. Not with curses lurking at every corner, not after what happened to Junpei. All he wants is to keep you safe, why can’t you understand that? He tries to reason with you, he really does try. But when you move to leave, he tightly grips your wrist and pulls you deeper into the house in which he keeps you. No matter how hard you struggle, he’s just too strong for you. Guiltily, Yuji drags you into a room, which he then locks you in. You pound on the door, screeching and yelling. And as guilty as he feels, he can’t let you out. It’s all for your own good, you’ll understand eventually.

Megumi Fushiguro- He was expecting it, to be honest. Megumi isn’t a delusional yandere. He knows that you want freedom, to live your life as you choose. And how he desperately wants to give you that, to live a normal life with you. In the beginning, he did try. But the world you live in is filled with danger and you aren’t strong enough to protect yourself, so he’ll do it for you. You pitch a fit of course. So stubborn, a trait that Megumi loves but right now doesn’t have the patience for. He quickly knocks you out before you can register what is happening. When you wake up you’re in a locked room, with no windows or any way out. It pains Megumi to do this but he won’t let you put yourself in danger.

Nobara Kuigasaki- She definitely has a lot less patience than Megumi and Yuji. She immediately starts yelling at you, demanding if you know what you’re doing. You clearly don’t if you’re trying to leave. Do you not understand how dangerous it is out there? Do you not get that you’re too weak to protect yourself? Nobara and you argue for what seems like hours, leaving you both red-faced, with tears of frustration building up in the corners of your eyes. You’re exhausted, so is she. All she wants is for you to be safe, so please, let her do protect you. And despite having less patience than both Yuuji and Megumi, she’s the only yandere who can truly get through to her darling. So you both compromise, you’ll get your freedom so long that you allow her to train and accompany you, and you’ll allow her to do so, because you really do both love each other.

Toge Inumaki- He is probably the most infuriating yandere to have. I mean he just kind of stands in front of you, completely deadpan. It’s like arguing with a wall. You can scream and shout, and beg and plead all you like, he just stares at you with the most bored expression. You’re so frustrated at the end, but you’ve exhausted yourself to the point of tears. At this point, Toge simply says stay. Even though you don’t want too, you can’t resist his cursed speech.

Maki Zenin- Similarly to Toge and Megumi, she knew this was coming and doesn’t care that it’s happening. You aren’t leaving, it’s as simple as that. You’re weak, not an ounce of strength residing in you. And you expect to be able to survive in the world? She just sighs and ends up dragging you to a locked room that’s going to be your new home for the rest of your life. Maki doesn’t care how hard you protest or how much you cry and beg. She’s not going to let you be taken from her, never.

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Yandere Fae - Temptation

he just wants to know your name, that’s all. he promises.

tw: yandere themes, possessive behaviour, reader is lowkey okay with it, implied murder, unhealthy relationships, stockholm syndrome (?)

“Come now, darling,” he croons, so very sweetly, “it’s just a name. I promise I won’t tell.”

He leans his cheek against your arm, gazing up pleadingly. You sigh as you feel your resolve waver. He— the fae— Lucian, he says his name is but you don’t know if he’s telling the truth.

Fae can’t lie, you’d been told as a child. The people of your town nary spoke of the faekind, save in warning tales. They’d told of weaknesses, of iron and salt. Lies. Falsehoods born from ignorance. Fae could lie, could weave truths of honeyed poison sweeter than any ambrosia. One thing you did know was not to tell one your name. Your grandmother had told you. She was the same woman who warned you of the dangers, who thwarted the ignorant claims of the fellow villagers

“Please.” Lucian all but whines. You can’t help but giggle in amusement. For such a powerful creature, he’s acting as though he were a puppy. “It’s just a name.”

But it’s not just a name. Name’s are powerful. They hold history, stories, one’s very being. So, you’ll refuse him once more. “I can’t.”

“Can’t or won’t?” Lucian tilts his head. The slightest hint of venom tinges his tone. His slit pupils are dilated double their size, like a predator catching sight of its prey. “Tell me your name.”

Lucian’s been persistent in his efforts. Ever since you moved into a cottage deep within the forest. Unable to bear the repetitive, noisy life of your village, you left. He’s been following you ever since you moved in. He’s bound, tethered to the place. To the land. Through magical means you don’t understand. Lucian adores pestering you with questions, and inane conversation, that you’ve grown to enjoy. But above all else, he seems determined to get your name. Not that you plan to give it to him.

He makes a frustrated noise, a pout forming on his lips. “You’re so stubborn.” Lucian complains. “Just tell me. I won’t tell anyone else, I swear.”

Liar, you think fondly, It’s cute, really, the effort he puts in.

Biting your lip, you briefly contemplate your sanity. Should others find themselves in this situation they wouldn’t be as calm. They’d panic. You should panic. You should probably run for the hills. For it’s not his status as a fae that forebodes danger. He’s— Lucian is complex.

The good-natured mask he wears is just that. A mask. One he wears for you. Your relationship with Lucian is multilayered. Surface level, it is a give and take. What he gives and what you take remains unclear. Surface level, you’re companions. But that implies trust. You don’t trust him. You’re smart enough not too.

“I’m heading out to town.” You tell him. “To the market.”

Lucian huffs. He storms off like a petulant child, intelligibly whining and a pout on his face. You roll your eyes. Gathering a basket and pulling on a cloak, you step out of the cottage. The way to town isn’t marked by a path. You memorize trees and large stones. Landmarks. You trek through the woodlands, thoughts of Lucian occupying your mind.

You hold a certain fondness for him. For the little game you two indulge in. It’s an odd affection, a tired, old one. He makes you cook for him, bemoaning your atrocious mortal cuisine as he eats all of it. He follows you around the cottage with seemingly no concept of personal space. He lingers around you, as if he were a ghost and you his haunt. He entertains you. With tall-tales spun from silk. He offers you gifts in the form of odd trinkets, flowers, nuts, sometimes gems.

Lucian perplexes you. Because despite the casualness of your relationship, you’d be a fool to not be aware of the power imbalance in between the two of you. There’s something dark, dangerous. An ancient, primal magic tethering him to the cottage. To you.

You shake off your wonderings as you reach a clearing. Down, to the left is a quaint little town. It’s sparsely populated, everyone knows everyone, at least everyone who inhabits the area. Locals are wary of travellers, yet they are not so foolish to deny potential patrons business. Their market, tavern, and inn are what’s to be expected of a place such as this. It’s sufficient for your needs, though. Far be it for you to complain.

You stop by the market, examining items being sold by the vendors. As you take an apple in hand, trying to determine whether the produce is worth it’s price, a hand reaches by you. Curiously, you sneak a glance to the person it belongs to.

You’re met with the appearance of a rugged, rogue. Weary from his travels, if you’d have to guess. He gives you half-grin half-smirk that makes your insides flutter. Normally, you’d offer him a flirtatious smile. Perhaps he’d ask to take you out for the night, to the tavern. You’d drink sweet mead and suggest stopping at an inn for the night. Spend it together. Alas, the sanctity of your normal ended upon your meeting with Lucian.

“‘Scuse me, love,” he says, voice a rough timbre. It’s so different than Lucian’s smooth, honeyed lilt. You like it. “You ain’t from ‘round here, eh?”

You nimbly step aside, appreciating the view. You should leave, you know the consequences if you stay. “No.” You tell him. “I live a little ways away.”

He smiles at that. A small little grin that’s almost a smirk. What a dangerous thing, he is. He starts chatting you up. You know what he wants from you and you’re quite certain he knows what he wants from you. You should be beyond such inhibitions— but it’s been so very long since you’d indulged in a bit of fun. So you let him take you back to his inn, slip something in his beer so when he’s done and your sated, he’ll slip right off. The moment he does, you slink away, trekking through the woods back home. Most people wouldn’t, scared of the dangers lurking. But the forest knows that the true danger resides within your home, guaranteeing your safety.

The moment you make it back, Lucian appears, leaning against the doorframe, arms crossed. “Entertaining night?”

His tone is frigid and cold, almost the same as his usual indifference. But you know him better than that. “Very.” You hum. “And yet, I’m here with you.”

“Yet you’re here with me.” He parrots. The shift in his demeanour is almost imperceptible, a change so subtle it appears meaningless. You watch as he slinks away, the satisfaction of his tone lingering throughout your mind. The affirmation, to both him and you, that you were here. That you came crawling back to him. That the pull, the tether he held on your being remained tight as ever.

That you were—

Not his. You were still your own being. You let out a shaky sigh and head up to bed. You’ve had too much to drink, you tell yourself. The next morn, when you awaken, groggily blinking, something immediately feels off. After living like this— after living with him— for so long, you’ve come to understand to trust your intuition while ignoring the warning bells ringing in your head.

You head down the stairs. Your body is heavy from your hang over. It dulls your senses. You know you need to be on guard, lest Lucian have his way. Speak of the devil, you muse, as he leans on the kitchen island smugly. “Rough night?”

“Don’t.” You warn, grabbing a pot and filling it with water to boil. Lician laughs. His laughter sharp and smooth. “Forgive me, lovely.” He croons. “I do not intend to rouse that temper of yours.”

You eye him suspiciously. Of course, you’re always suspicious in regards to him, but this behaviour is odd. Odder than usual. He usually demands you cook for him, asks for your name, then huffs when you rebuff him. It’s routine and Lucian isn’t one for breaking routine. You rake over his handsome, pointed features. He sports an usual grin. Self-satisfied and almost victorious. Then, you spot a crimson splatter along the underside of his throat.

“Is there something wrong, lovely?” He inquires, tilting his head almost as if to show you the blood stained on his neck.

Don’t give in. Don’t pay attention to it. You learned early on giving in only worsens his behaviour. “No.” You answer firmly. You avoid his question, evasive and ignorant. Your ignorance serves as a shield. “I ought to make something, barely ate yesterday.”

Lucian’s eyes flicker with both annoyance and pleasure. “Make me some too.” He orders, before sauntering off.

It sends a shiver down your spine, your compliance. Barely able to deny him, yet unable to give into him. It irks him. It also pleases him. It’s a game between the two of you. One neither of you can quit. You tow the line each time, out of selfishness. The desire to be free. To be as it was. It ends in his possessive fits, with blood shed, staining your hands crimson. Yet you continue. His attention is intoxicating. As addicting as mead. It drives you mad, tantalizes you, taunts you. But you don’t give in fully. Can’t. At least, not yet.

“Come now, lovely. I know you wish to fall into temptation with me.”

Yandere Platonic bakudaku x reader could it be fantasy au please ,maybe reader found them all beaten up after the boys were fighting goblins ( or their could have saved her/them from the goblins) and they all travels together only for them to prevent the reader from dating anyone?

Yandere BakuDeku Fanatasy AU

tw: Yandere Themes, Suggested Orphan Reader, Protectiveness, Obsession, Violence

You had been travelling with your companions for nearly two years now. Katsuki Bakugo was a strong warrior and his partner, Izuku Midoriya, or Deku as he was more commonly known, was a skilled alchemist. You don’t know what string of fate lead you all together, since your meeting was completely coincidental. Although it mostly was because of your foolish actions- something you prefer not to think about.

You’ve always been a free-spirited child, running amok and causing chaos wherever you took up residence. That chaos often lead to you being kicked out of the villages and towns that took you in, leaving you to fend for yourself. The day you met Bakugo and Deku, you had been journeying through a forest in search of another place that would take pity upon you. You were frolicking along the path in the forest which was cleared for travellers. That was until something caught your eye.

It was a lovely flower sitting just past the side of the path. The flower was so pretty and you wanted to see it up close. You bit your lip lightly dur to your apprehension. You’d heard the cautionary tales told by travelling merchants and adventurers, warning not to venture into the forest. You decided it couldn’t be that bad-it lay merely a few feet ahead. Humming, you went to inspect the flower and plucked it. You would have turned around to leave but then you saw another flower which looked even prettier a few feet ahead. You pondered whether to return to the path or not. The flower was gorgeous and you could still see the path. So you decided to venture a little bit deeper into the forest to pick that one as well.

You saw yet another flower more striking than the previous, and after considering less carefully this time around, opted to go pick it. It became a pattern as you threw caution aside and happily ventured deeper and deeper into the forest. As the sun begins to set, you finally decide to return. However, you’ve gone too deep into the forest and you have absolutely no clue which way you came from. You gulp nervously. What creatures and monsters lurked and prowled in the cover of the night?

Your question would be answered when you saw a hoard of little impish creatures- goblins. Long pointed ears and equally pointed teeth. Short, green bodies with disgusting boils all along their rough skin. They howled at you, although it really was more of a shriek. You screamed out if fear and ran as fast as you could through the forest. You didn’t know where you were running too, but you couldn’t care less. All that mattered was escaping those horrid little beasts. Then, you tripped over a root you hadn’t seen. You hissed in pain, clutching your foot. The goblins caught up to you, much to your horror. You scuttled away into a thick tree, ignoring the intense pain. You let out a pained whimper and squeezed your eyes shut. Suddenly there was a yell, and flashes of colour that dizzied you. You were too exhausted and shocked to comprehend what wad happening. All you could make out was someone coming up to you before the world faded to darkness.

You groaned as you awoke, a bright light shone brightly. You blinked to adjust yourself to the light. Once you finally adjusted your vision, you furrowed your brows in confusion. were in a room, a nice one at that. The light was from the window on your right, the sun had risen already. Did that mean it was midday? You put aside your musings as you awed at the room itself. The room was the finest you’ve ever been in, for you’d never amassed enough money to stay in an upperclass inn. The bedding was soft and warm. You took a moment to enjoy the small luxury before snapping back to reality. How did you end up here? What happened to the goblins?

“You’re up!” someone exclaimed as they opened the door. You tensed slightly and they put their hands up to reassure you. “Ah, I’m sorry you must be surprised. My name is Izuku but everyone calls me Deku.”

“Oh, okay Mr. Deku, I’m alright. Did you bring me here?” You asked relaxing.

“Mmhmm, my partner Kacchan and I heard your scream. We ran to find you and those goblins. You fainted after we found you so we brought you to the inn.” said Deku, “What was a kid doing out there anyways?”

“Well I was walking along the forest path and then I saw this really pretty flower that was just a bit off the path.I know you’re not supposed to wander off but it was really close! So I went to go pick it. Then I saw an even prettier flower and I went to go pick that flower. The deeper I went, the more beautiful the flowers were and I didn’t notice until the sun began to set. That’s when the goblins attacked me and I ran.” You recounted.

Deku couldn’t help but laugh. Honestly you were so adorably naïve! You’d pranced into a forest known to be filled with dangerous monsters to pick flowers. You blushed furiously and pouted at him but that only caused Deku to laugh more. As your face reddened with childish anger and embarrassment, Deku ceased his laughter and apologized to you, an apology you barely accepted. Your stomach growled with hunger and you became flustered once again. Deku smiled gently and offered you to join him for lunch. An offer you eagerly accepted. You made your way to the dining hall of the inn, a warm and jovial place, filled with the scent of warm food and booze.

“Hey, so the kid finally woke up, huh.” Spoke a gruff voice which caused you to squeak.

“Kacchan! Be more gentle,” Deku admonished.

Bakugo huffed before glancing at you. You really were small and weak. Why you would ever go into that forsaken forest was beyond him. Well it didn’t really matter because he was just going to drop you off at the orphanage here. Nursing his ale, Bakugo watched Deku fuss over you. Honestly, what did he think he was doing? Deku had tried to convince him to take you with them, but Bakugo couldn’t do that. You were to fragile to travel alongside them, you would only be a hindrance. That was something Deku couldn’t- or refused to see.

However that plan came to a halt when the orphanage told him that they simply just didn’t have the room or the funds to take in another child. Frustrated, Bakugo was told that they next town over had a good orphanage. Bakugo groaned while a wide grin enveloped Deku’s face, you were going to stay with them for a little while longer it seems. You were excited of course. I mean they were adventurers! You were practically going on a quest. Bakugo shut that dream down quickly, letting out too many some ground rules. You became crestfallen until Deku distracted you with some basic alchemical creations. Deku glared at his partner but Bakugo remained unmoved. They would drop you off at the next town over and be done with you.

But alas, fate didn’t seem to share the same idea. As you traveled with them, you grew on them, more specifically Bakugo. You were just so happy and energetic. Your smile put the sun to shame, it was that bright. You truly fit in to the little family that Bakugo had made with Deku, but it was finally complete. Bakugo was raised with the barbarian traditions. Barbarians treasure their children, never abandoning them. So with Deku so insistent, and in accordance with barbarian traditions, he couldn’t leave you at the orphanage. Once you all arrived at the town, you and Deku didn’t part tearfully. Instead, Bakugo told you both that you were just here to pick up supplies, leaving you and Deku overjoyed.

You’ve travelled with them ever since. You’ve learned everything they could teach you, and even taught yourself some skills. Bakugo and Deku have watched you grow and they couldn’t be prouder. Recently, you’ve all stopped at a quant village. More notable than anything else in the village, is the charming farmhand that resides there. The adorable freckles dotting their face and their playful smile that makes your heart flutter. At first, it was passing glances which evolved into fleeting touches. But soon it became a relationship, one that you were keeping secret.

Now, Bakugo and Deku aren’t idiots, they can tell something is off with you. And when they find out about your relationship, Bakugo is livid. He wants to end the farmhands miserable life right then and there. Deku, on the other hand, knows how heartbroken you’d be if they ripped you two apart. Your heart may have to be broken, but who says it has to be them who break it? With a little threatening and a few minor injuries, the farmhand finally understands that they’re unworthy of you.

And when they finally do break up with you, you’re utterly devastated. When Deku and Bakugo find you sobbing, they immediately comfort you. Deku reassures you and asks you what’s wrong. You tell them everything, apologizing for keeping it a secret. Deku hushes you, while Bakugo, in a low murmur, asks for a name.

Don’t worry, they’ll always be there for you. Always.

Title: 6 black cats with button eyes

Character(s): Madara and Izuna (30s), Itachi and Shisui (20s/Young adults), Sasuke (17 years old/Teen), Tobi and Obito (12 years old/Kids) (Tobi and Obito are two separated characters) (Naruto)

Summary: Coraline AU; You moved to a new home missing the 6 stray cats that you always feed whenever you come back home from school. You soon found a small door and opened it.

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, purely platonic, yandere themes, kidnapping

You wanted to cry, your mother was a loving and caring person but today it seems something had happened during the move to this place that she and her boyfriend were furiously fighting downstairs, Arguing that they weren’t the ones that gave the movers the wrong address and that it was their partner’s fault for it.

You just happened to come in and ask where they placed your teddy bear. Your mother told her to wait for a bit but her boyfriend snapped at you, complaining that you were useless and why did they have to bring you here now instead of leaving her at her grandparent’s place for the time being instead of this.

Hurt by what that man said you went to one of the rooms and locked yourself within ignoring the angered voice of your mother that it was uncalled for even when stressed and even to a young child at that and that he should apologize to you for what he said.

You never liked that new boyfriend, he was nice to you when your mother was there but he often acts like a different person when she isn’t there as if done with everything. Your mother was surprisingly a rather rich work-at-home lady and after her divorce from your father she started to look around. Most of the relationships never went more than a few months.

But her boyfriend now they have been dating for around 8 months now and your mother who bought a home around a village thought it was a great idea to live there with her boyfriend and you. She was a hopeless romantic really and thought that romance in the countryside would be a delightful experience.

So here you are now, you said goodbye to your friends in the city promising to phone them when things get settled in and also the neighbors that always gave you cookies and snacks. You already missed the black cats that you always feed when you come back from school.

There were around 6 of them and they would always be waiting for you to come home, lazing around the small garden you had in the old home. They were always so sweet to you and would let you pet them. (Your mother and her boyfriend weren’t allowed tho, they would always hiss at them even more so to the boyfriend come anywhere close and claws are out.)

Cleaning your face from the dry tears after calming down, you looked around the room you stumbled in. White walls coloured yellow from how old the place was, the furniture looked as if they were caked with dust, there was an old clock on the wall, two chairs and a table, a mirror and that’s kinda it. The room wasn’t lit by the small chandelier in the room but the rather big window the room had.

You walked around careful not to touch anything when you noticed a small door covered by the old wallpaper. Walking up to it you noticed that the edges were clawed so that it would be easier to open. You grabbed the handle and tugged but it was locked.

“Hmm…” You tilted your head and looked around searching for a key when you noticed something on the corner of the windowsill, a golden key. You grabbed it and hoped that it was the right key to the small door and when you poked the wallpaper covering the keyhole with the key and turned only to hear a click sound you brightened.

Opening the door you gasped, behind the door was a glowing red tunnel. You were hesitant but your curiosity got the best of you and you looked at the big door where your mother and her boyfriend was then the small door and crawled in.

You reached the other side and in front of you was another door, you pushed the door that was blocking your way and was greeted with a bright light stinging your eyes a bit.

“Hng..” You covered your eyes.

“Our little Chibi is here! See I told you Suke-chan she would come!”

Suddenly you were picked by a pair of strong arms, you narrowed your eyes to stare at the person who picked you up. A man somewhere in his mid-twenties was holding you by the wait, grinning at you. “You have been keeping us waiting for too long, Tachi-chan should have lunch ready by now!”

You screamed and tried to push the man who was holding you away but the man would not budge stronger than you he kept you in his arms. “There there, Chibi-can! Heh, you should not do that. What would happen if you fell from my arms!? No, no, you must stay still.” The man said coyly, with a grin on his face as he rubbed his cheek on yours. “After this let’s play a game alrighty?”

“She should have her nap, you know she is still young Shisui.” Another man said right beside you and the older man. He looked rather annoyed but his features softened when he looked at you, patting your head carefully as if you were glass but still wanting to show his care. The boy looked to be in his teens.

“You are no fun Suke-Chan! But yes our little chibi must sleep so that she can be healthy!”

You looked at the two affectionate men alarmed, what alarmed you even more scared was their features. They had pale skin and black locks of hair, handsome maybe you were unsure when you looked at their eyes… well buttons for eyes. They were black but with the right lighting, they turn red.

“Who are you?” You finally asked. “Awww Chibi-chan forgot us, how could you..” the man holding you said, tightening his hold over you and starting again to rub his cheek to yours. “I am Shisui, that is Suke-chan.”

“It is Sasuke.”

“Yeah whatever, but you are also gonna be meeting your other brothers Itachi, Obito and Tobi also your uncle Madara!” Shisui explained they walked down the stairs as you looked around awed by how pretty the place was. It looked similar to your new home but bigger with extra rooms and unlike your home, this place was decked with pretty decorations, elegant wallpaper and furniture.

“She is awake!!” “Baby sis is awake!” You heard a happy scream and snapped your head to where the sound was coming from and saw two young boys who looked to be around 14 years old looking at you with excitement or so you think, as one had a mask on his face. Both ran towards you and Shisui who didn’t let them take you from his arms even when they grabbed you by the legs to drag you down.

You yelped in fear of falling and tightly grabbed Shisui’s neck scared. You heard Shisui “tut, tut,” at them and that they scared you and that they should apologize to you. The two young boys looked at each other then at you who held on to Shisui’s neck, the smile on his face and Sasuke’s glare towards him went unnoticed.

“Sorry lil sis I got too excited.” “Tobi is also sorry sister! Tobi and Obito are sorry..” The two apologize.

You looked at their eyes, again they are buttons it made you scared but at the same time, you felt a familiarity towards them that your child brain can't explain. Have you met them before? But you don’t remember…

Suddenly you were taken into the arms of another person, surprised you yelp but were unable to hold on to Shisui, you looked at the man who held you. The man looked older, maybe in his 30s? He looked at you with a soft smile on his face, eyes are button eyes but you saw a tint of red from the black.

“See Izuna, Chibi-chan likes me more!” Shisui said, his tone complaining as he tried to grab you again only for Izuna to turn and dodge him, keeping you away from him. “Do not joke around like that, our little darling likes me more than you.” You looked at the man’s face again, huh?

“Right?”

This time the two younger boys yelled “No, Lil sis like me!” Obito yelled no liking that you were being taken by someone else like this. Tobi felt the same way and also started to complain, “Sister likes Tobi more than uncle Izuna and Shisui nii-chan!”

“What are you talking about?” The sudden hash tone made you flinch and almost everyone noticed it. Izuna placed your head on his chest cooing you that it was okay and that Sasuke just didn’t know how to control his emotions.

“Awww you scared Chibi, Sasuke~” He teased, but his eyes flashed red as if warning. You saw it and felt your blood run cold. You were scared. Sasuke thought that reaction was for him and flinched, he looked down, unable to look you in the eye. “I am... sorry…”

“Sasuke can be a little sharp around the edges but he cares about you darling,” Izuna said to you. You, unable to do anything really just quietly nodded, the members of this house took that as a sign that you forgave Sasuke who brightened a bit.

You were taken to the kitchen and placed on a chair as Izuna took a seat beside you and so did the rest, the seat beside you was left empty but your eyes were on the man opposite to you who looked like he was in his late 30s with very very long spiky hair. He had a smirk on his face and was intimidating even with those button eyes.

“You are scaring her, Madara nii-san.” Izuna spoke towards the man. The man, Madara grunted and continued to stare at you.

Right after that, another new person walked in holding two plates in his hands. He looked young, maybe in his 20s and besides his button eyes his features softened when he saw you.

“What are we eating Tachi-chan?” Shisui asked curiously, watching as Itachi placed the food down. You gasp when more food and plates appear out of thin air and fill the table. In your head this was magic and your eyes sparkled at the sight.

You heard a chuckle and you looked up to see the person who placed the food down looking at you with a small smile on his face. He poked your head with two fingers before seating down right beside you.

“They are our little Imoto’s favorites,” Itachi replied, placing food in your plate, little of each but enough to fill the plate. You hesitantly thank the man and carefully start to eat, you were unsure in the beginning but to deny your favorite food is difficult.

As you ate the man continued to place food on your plate while the others all watched. If you will look at them they would look the other way as if they didn’t want to get caught staring. The ones who didn’t turn away were Izuna who always smiles when you two lock eyes, Itachi who patted your head and poke your head and the man in front of you who continued to stare at you with a smirk on his face.

At the end of lunch, you stood up and announced that you will be going back home and for the first time you saw all of them look at you with a displeased expression and even angry faces. “Here is your home,” Sasuke said, annoyed that you would want to go back there.

“Huh? But mom would be looking for me..” You said thinking about your mother who might be looking for you.

You were swept off your feet by Madara. His button eyes which used to be black were pure bright red as if angry. “You are not allowed to go back. You are within my territory and I will not allow you to go back to those people. That woman is selfish and blind while her partner is annoying and disgusting.”

Madara kept you in his arms as you pouted at the man who tightly held you on your legs. “But-”

“Do not make your father mad at you.”

You blinked at him, what? “Father?”

He huffed at you, his face somewhat annoyed but there was a glimmer in his button eyes as if amused when you called him father.

“She is my daughter, Madara nii-san, didn't you say that you will be the uncle?” Izuna cut in angrily glaring at Madara for what he said, he was supposed to be the father here not Madara!

“Well, I am the father now. But anyway you are not allowed to return.” “But-”

“Waaaahhhh, Tobi doesn’t want Sister to leave Tobi!”

“Little sis, you were supposed to play with me later! Why would you want to go back!”

“Hn, you are not going.”

“Chibi-chan you are not allowed to go back~ If you try you will be punished.”

You tilted your head, but you really want to go back home. Suddenly you were taken away and into the arms of Itach who overlooked you in concern. “I wanna go back home…” You whined.

Itachi had a sad look on his face but using his free hand he carefully closed your eyes, saying “It is nap time, we will talk about this late Imoto.”

You wanted to deny those feelings, you wanted to yell that you were not sleepy but all too soon sleep took you and you leaned on his arms. Letting darkness take you quietly.

You opened your eyes and in front of you was the old wallpaper that belonged to your new home. You looked around you were sleeping on a couch your mother was beside you standing and calling someone, most likely the moving company.

You looked around and everything was dusty and old, different from your dream. Rubbing your eyes landed on a familiar black cat, huh?

Your eyes glittered when you saw more black cats hiding from your mother but looking right at you as if waiting. You stood up and walked towards them, they started to lead you somewhere, to that old room.

You watched them walk into the small door one by one and you curiously looked in, wondering if your dream was actually real. You weren’t fast enough to dodge a hand that grabbed you on the wrist and pulled you into their world and this time you are not getting away.

“____?” Your mother called looking around for you after she finished the call. The small was slammed shut, locked, and would most likely never be opened again.

YANDERE PLATONIC TENGEN AND HIS WIVES TW: Yandere, Possessive Behaviour, Injuries, Mild Gore(?), Violence

You probably drew Tengen’s attention first and foremost. How? You’re not entirely sure, all you know is that you were going about your day when the massive, flamboyant Sound Hashira crashed into your life.

You were awestruck, I mean how couldn’t you be? You’ve just barely reached the rank of Kanato, and before you stands a Hashira, one of the strongest members the corps!

Tengen doesn’t understand his feelings right away, denying his new-found obsession for you. He only insists on you going with you on every mission, spending every single minute possible with you because of how flamboyant you are.

But his jealousy flares every time you gush about Rengoku’s strength, or Shinobu’s intelligence.

He’s the one who recognized your flamboyant potential. He’s the one who improved your swordsmanship skills. He’s the one who raised you to the rank of Hinoe with just two months of training.

Still unable to recognize his growing obsession with you, he finds the solution to all his problems, you can just become his Tsukago! His and his alone. And of course, you’re elated. Not just because of the promotion, but rather because Tengen thinks you’re worthy enough to become his successor.

And obviously, as his only successor, you should meet his wives. Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru all adore you. You’re just the sweetest thing, aren’t you? All flustered with the attention they’re giving you. So humble too! Adamantly denying your skills. You got to where you are because of Tengen, only because of his training were you ae to accomplish all that you have.

Tengen’s heart swells with pride watching you with his family, you and his family. It is perfect and flamboyant, because you are with him and you are safe until suddenly you aren’t. Until suddenly you’re on your first mission together as his Tsukago, and it’s harder than anything you’ve ever faced.

It’s perfect until one of the many demons that swarm you endlessly manages to land a hit. And suddenly, you’re in his arms bleeding. There’s so much blood, your blood. He gently cradles your body in his arms, trembling with anger at your pitiful form. In a blind fit of rage, Tengen slaughtered the remaining demons.

He angrily demanded the Kakushi to give you the best treatment possible, as your breathing became slower and steadier.

Tengen has Shinobu treat you, and he remains by your side along with his wives until you finally regain consciousness. Immediately, everyone sprang to action, Suma began sobbing tears of joy, Makio shouts alternate between demanding for a doctor and questioning your condition frantically, Hinatsuru attempts to soothe you, reaching to place a placating hand on your shoulder.

All of this overwhelms you, which is noticed by Tengen, who orders his wives out of the hospital room. Tengen manages to calm you down and explains your condition. You’ve been injured, badly. He says Shinobu orders at least two months bed rest. You try to sit up to protest, but the pain sears through you at the sudden moment. Begrudgingly, you agree.

Tengen remains by your side, caring for you, and when he can’t, his wives are more than happy to step up. Soon, the realization dawns on Tengen that he likes you being like this. A little baby who relies on him and his wives, on their papa and mamas. The delusional gears begin to turn, and his protective instincts are driven to a high.

After two months pass, you’re still being babied by Tengen and his wives, despite you feeling fine. And it’s not that you’re ungrateful for their care, but you want to go out on missions again, you want to do your job. But Hinatsuru shuts down all talk of being better by masterfully changing the topic of your conversation. Makio always scolds you, albeit gently, because don’t you recall the severe pain you felt? And Suma is by far the worst, she begins bawling at the thought of you being potentially in danger. So really, you have no other choice but to ask Tengen.

“No.”

“No?” You repeat dumbly, baffled by the audacity he held.

“Yes, no. I forbid you from going on missions.” Tengen declares, leaving you speechless.

He forbids you?! Who does he think he is? Sure, you’re grateful for all his and his wives help, but that doesn’t mean he can just forbid you from going on missions. You’re a member of the corps, just like he is. And while you may not be a Hashira, you are certainly skilled. Besides, what’s the point in all his training just to not go on missions anymore?

“You are my flamboyant Tsukago,” Tengen says, “and as your flamboyant master, you must respect me and my decisions.”

You felt mild anger surge through you at the implication of you not respecting him. All you have felt since you meet the swordsman was respect and admiration. You honed your skills so you could fight alongside him and be a worthy successor.

“I do respect you!” You protest. “But you trained me so I could be your successor, the next Sound Hashira!”

Tengen gives an irritated sigh. Your stubbornness was flamboyant, but rather troubling.

Huffing, you turn to leave, “This is my job, so I’m going to get my next mission, no matter what you say!”

Tengen lets out a soft sigh once more, before swiftly landing a hit to back of your neck. He silently catches you and holds you in his arms. If only you could be a little less difficult. Don’t get him wrong, he loves your flamboyant spirit, but he just can’t let you get hurt again. And you were correct, being a demon slayer was your job, but not anymore. You won’t need a job. You’re a baby, his baby. So he and his wives will take care of you. As he glances down at you, slumped in his arms, a serene look on your face. Yes, he assured himself, this is what you needed.

Okay okay, what i think of Dionysus is the sassy wine aunt- i mean the drunk fun uncle that would spawn a bottle of fine wine while Apollo is just crying on how his recent lover died while Hermes is trying to give back pats as comfort- and Nyx? oh she's a good pick, the only reason why Zeus doesn't touch Hypnos is because his mom [Nyx] will literally punch him into the night-

Your image of Dionysus is exactly what I have in my mind. Could you imagine him as a yandere? Platonic or romantic he would be so chaotic. Oh! And Nyx, I can totally see her as a platonic yandere, she’d be so terrifying. Not to her darling though, she’s the sweetest to them.

Would anyone be interested in a Hades/Persephone au version of this?

Yandere Namor Headcanon

an: I’ll work on requests I swear, I’ve just been obsessed with this man

tw: yandere themes, Black Panther: Wakanda Forever Spoilers, stalking, overprotective behaviour, kidnapping, captivity, ooc

•Namor, a child without love as he’d been cursed, did not have it within his heart to love another. His love lay with his people. That was until he happened upon you. An inquisitive human who was investigating the legend of K'uk'ulkan. At first, he’d planned to kill you as he did with all others that had come to find him ans Talokan. However, your intentions, unlike the others, was honourable. You only visited out of curiosity, and acted respectfully towards the land and the people of the village. Namor began to observe you. He watched you from afar as you continued to search for him, for any signs for him. He never let you catch on though.

•Frustrated by your fruitless efforts, you decided to leave in resignation. Despite hiding himself from you, Namor wasn’t prepared for you to go. He’d spent so much time watching you that he grew obsessed. He was completely enamoured with you, with your mannerisms, your habits, your laugh, your smile, everything about you. You were a pure being. The cruel surface world was undeserving of you. So, the day you were meant to leave, you visited the beach one last time as a sort of nostalgic end visit. That’s when you saw him, emerging out of the water. You stood there, stunned. Here before you was K'uk'ulkan in all his glory. And he was glorious. He must’ve been the most gorgeous man you’d ever seen. The silence between you two grew as you eyes raked him over, taking him in. Slowly, he moved towards you, then he uttered your name. That single utterance of your name caused your insides to double over, twisting and turning.

“K'uk'ulkan,” you whispered in awe, eyes widened. Smiling, he corrected you, “Namor. You’ve been searching for me.”

Still in awe, you nodded slowly. “You wish to see it, do you not? My home,” asked Namor, outstretching his hand in an unspoken offer. He was inviting you, a mere human, to see his home. Your heart was pounding in your chest as you cautiously took his hand. He pressed a mask to your face and before you could register what was happening, you were being pulled under the water.

•Namor took you to an underwater cave where you didn’t need a mask. This is where you’d be staying, he told you. You didn’t pay any thought towards his ominous tone, too absorbed with the mesmerizing beauty of the cave. Namor then showed you to a high-tech deep-sea diving suit. Once you were suited up, Namor showed you Talokan. The underwater city was ethereal. You marvelled at the sights and the people, all who received you warmly. Namor’s heart swelled watching you interact with his people as if they were your own, well they would be soon.

•You enjoyed your time at Talokan. All your needs and wants were met. You adored spending time with the people, especially the children. However, eventually, the novelty wore off and you grew homesick. You tried to bring it up with Namor but he would either change the course of the conversation or just blow you off entirely. This dodgy behaviour worked up your irritation until it finally spilled over.

“Namor!” you called out. Namor turned around, his face set in an adoring smile. “I need to talk to you.”

“What is it? Is there anything you need?” He asked sweetly.

“I want to leave, and don’t try changing the subject. I love it here in Talokan, but this isn’t my home. I have a home, a life back on the surface that I need to return too,” you said, pleadingly.

Something in Namor’s eyes changed, and he titled his head in confusion. Then, he laughed. “Darling, tell me, what did you expect to happen once you accepted my hand. Did you believe that Talokan has remained hidden for so long through allowing people free range?”

Your heart rate quickened, and you stuttered, trying to formulate a response. You hadn’t thought of the future consequences, lost in the thought of experiencing the myths you’d studied for so long first hand. Chuckling, Namor closed the distance between you two and cupped your face with his hands. “Worry not, beloved. Talokan shall offer you far more than the surface world ever could.”

platonic yan! werewolf concept + drabble

an anon from my previous account mentioned something about a werewolf yan, so to that anon (who is hopefully aware that this account exists...) here you go!!

yan! werewolf is a sweet guy, lives quietly and tries not to garner a lot of attention to himself. intimidating stature, but is sweet and kind. he acts this way as a way of balancing out his other side.

yan! werewolf probably works as something super unlike his appearance. he's a librarian, enjoying the peace that arranging books and dealing with fewer people was better for his sanity.

yan! werewolf is usually pretty prepared for full moons. has an isolated place that is far away from any people, deep inside the forest and underground where it's harder for anyone to find it. and especially harder for him to hurt anybody once he's turned.

yan! werewolf who is overwhelmed with planning for events at the library and other fun things, completely forgets that the full moon is literally tonight.

yan! werewolf who ends up turning in the dark empty and most importantly closed library, unaware of reader who had fallen asleep at the study area of the library and was unfortunately locked in with a fucking werewolf. what a thing to wake up to.

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Giant clawed hands that enveloped your shoulders push you down onto the hard ground of the library, hitting your head onto the ground hard. Your vision starts to become spotty as the monster's jaw opened dangerously close your face.

Hot breath pants in your face and you wine away, you turned your head away from the monster. All you could do was wait for your death and hope it was painless. But the creature stops and starts... sniffing you?

Aggressive sniffing. Like an excited dog would do to a stranger. Dog? When the pain starts to simmer into a dull throb and your vision clears, the creature looked way too similar to the werewolves you would see in books.

...Hold on. You don't realize you're crying until you hear sad whimpers from the giant dog (Werewolf? you really hoped it wasn't.) as it started to lick your face.

Fairly harmless, at least it wasn't mauling you. The licking was gentle, eliciting small sniffling laughs from you. "Enough, get off-!"

Hearing your laughs it seems to understand that you were no longer scared of it so the giant dog, you've decided that's what it was, finally hops off of you. Sitting in front of you with it's tail wagging behind it.

You slowly start to get up, groaning in pain from the.... well everything. Your head, your shoulders... everything was aching. When you lifted your head, you started to see the creature in all its glory.

Glory probably wasn't the word for it.

Even sitting down, the creature was huge. It was as if a werewolf jumped out of a storybook and was sitting right in front of you. Despite the fact that its tongue was out of his mouth and he was panting, it was still intimidating. Even if it looked like a giant dumb dog.

"Nice... werewolf? I'm gonna go now, alright?"

This was dumb. The good idea would be to stay put, so it doesn't change its mind and just murder you anyways. You start to back away, the exit was literally right there! You start to slowly move towards the exit.

The werewolf lets out a warning growl with each step you take, nearer to the exit. You flinch and immediately sat back down. You hear the werewolf let out a satisfied huff as it made its way to you and curled around you protectively.

You were stuck in this closed off library with a dangerous beast. Snoring as it slept, curled around you. Not letting you leave.

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