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A day Like all Others
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An: Happy late birthday to Hiyori! And Ibara makes a little appearance lol. I head canon that Ibara has a darling because yes. Also, they/them pronouns here as always and if you're new here, the words Y/n do not exist lol. Anyway, enjoy the yandere Hiyori x reader lol.
Tw: lots of swearing, lots and lots of it lol, brief gun violence, brief description of mutilation, brief description of blood, this one is a bit more gory as well, though only for a short amount of time, implied stalking, wholesome but toxic, Hiyori gets misgendered lol.
Every fucking time.
Couldn't you have just one good mall date with your boyfriend?
You just wanted to shop peacefully with your cute boyfriend.
And every damn time you went out, someone approached you two.
You loved shopping with Hiyori. Watching him try on outfits, the way his eyes lit up when he found something nice, the way he liked to hold hands with you when you walked together. Of course, you enjoyed this. 
Just not when other people came to bother you.
Another fucking bastard. What did he want this time? Autographs from your boyfriend?
"Hey, hot stuff. That your friend there? She wouldn't mind if I took you away for a sec, would she?" he said in a flirtatious voice. Well, at first look, Hiyori was quite feminine, looking at his phone while you held hands.
Well then, never mind.
Hiyori tightened his hold on your hand just a little, looked over at the guy, and you knew he was internally seething. He did something with his phone and then put it in one of his pockets.
This is why you hate other people interfering with your dates.
"They aren't interested," Hiyori replied.
Holy fuck was Hiyori scary sometimes. His voice came out with such pure aggression hidden thinly under his sweet tone that it sent shivers down your spine. 
"Woah, sheesh man, sorry," The guy said, backing off and walking away.
"Now then, come on, darling, let's get going. I think we're done for the day," Hiyori said with a tight smile as he pulled you away. He kept one hand fiddling on his pendant, the one you gave him. 
One quick drive later and you were both back at your shared apartment.
As soon as you were through the door, Hiyori pulled you to the couch and embraced you in a tight hug.
 "Why didn't you say anything? What, did you enjoy the attention? I can give you as much attention as you want, " Hiyori said with a bit of a pout. You lightly touched the cute little necklace you got for him on your first anniversary which he wore all the time.
You pet his hair and looked into his eyes. Wow, they were pretty. You could get lost in those violet eyes of his for hours on end. "You know you would've been upset if I even looked him in the eye, Sunshine," you said, smiling at how he pouted a bit more.
You got just a bit closer to his ear and whispered, "I love you, Sunshine."
That did it for him.
He seemed to not be hung up about it anymore. Hiyori gave you a big smile and tugged you into a soft kiss. 
You loved Hiyori.
Night fell and you both completed your usual routines, you cooked for the two of you, and Hiyori relaxed and updated himself on Eden's plan for tomorrow.
Then, you two ended with your nightly cuddles until the two of you fell asleep to sleep.
It was late at night when you woke from mild discomfort. Why was everything so cold? The sheets felt like ice on your skin and the city lights coming from your window were dark and dull. 
Something was wrong with the mattress too, it felt too… 
Empty.
Looking for warmth and just that something to fill the emptiness, you hugged Hiyori closer to you…
Where was Hiyori?
You had pulled Hiyori's pillow into your arms, not your boyfriend and hopefully future husband.
Where the fuck was Hiyori?!
You flailed around in panic for a second or two and then your hand came into contact with a paper on your bedside countertop. 
A note? 
Holy fuck, had Hiyori been kidnapped?! No, there weren't any immediate signs of a break-in when you looked around. Everything was where it was when you went to bed, nothing was broken, and the door was closed.
Darling, please don't be worried or come after me. I'm just taking care of something. 
I love you! <3
-Your Sunshine
Hiyori snuck out.
Little bitch.
'Don't be worried or come after me' your ass. You thought someone had kidnapped him!
Maybe he was a bit more hung up about that encounter earlier than you thought he was.
Well, he wouldn't be able to stop you from going after him anyway.
You opened your safe and grabbed a pistol out of it along with your ear plugs and ammunition. All for self-defence, of course. Hiyori hadn't brought his gun with him though, so you were a little worried. You quickly checked the gun and then loaded it.
You urged Hiyori to buy one for himself from some 'sources' you trusted when you two were together for a while. Who knows what could happen? Plenty of crazy fans would break into their idol's apartment if given the chance.
Good thing you gave Hiyori that necklace too. When you looked on your phone, he most likely was still wearing it as it said the necklace was at someone's house. When Jun found out you had a tracker on Hiyori once, you justified it by saying it was for safety purposes. 
And keeping Hiyori safe was just what you'd be doing.
You took a cab to a spot that was somewhat common to go to and close enough to the place Hiyori was to walk to. Meanwhile, you called Ibara. He tried to say hello, but you immediately cut to the chase.
"Hey, did Hiyori call you up earlier?" You asked politely. Whatever it was, Ibara was probably in on whatever Hiyori was put doing, especially if it was what you thought it was.
He answered quite calmly for someone who may have just assisted your boyfriend in less than legal activities. "Yes he did, I also had to bribe the police into not pursuing him. I'll have a clean-up crew there in 30 minutes, do whatever you need to do," he replied.
Of course, this wasn't either of your first times doing this. Hiyori or you usually went to Ibara for any cover-up needs or things like finding people. Ibara knew what it was like to do anything for his love, so of course, he'd help out a fellow member or affiliate of CosPro, and especially one of Eden. 
Following the tracker, you found a small apartment block. How did Hiyori even find this place, anyway? You told him to stop stalking everyone who came into contact with you already.
You continued following. Luckily enough, Hiyori was on the first floor. From what you saw, Hiyori had broken through one of the open windows, 
You investigated from one of the windows. This… honestly wasn't as bad as you thought it would be. You looked into some poor guy's kitchen through the glass.
Hiyori stood over the guy from the mall who had hit on you, a bloody knife in hand. It looked as though Hiyori had stabbed through the man's hands and feet, crimson blood oozing out of them. Hiyori also seemed to have cut off all the man's fingers and most of his toes on the man's right foot.
You weren't that bothered by it, you had done worse after all. 
But there was still one thing that made you want to finish the job yourself.
Your Hiyori was with another person.
You loved Hiyori.
You loved him more than anything in this world.
But right now?
Right now, it almost felt like you'd been cheated on.
You went in through the window that Hiyori did. 
Your blood was boiling. 
How dare he! You just wanted a goodnight's sleep but he just had to sneak out at two in the fucking morning.
"HIYORI TOMOE! YOU FUCKING BITCH!" Your voice resounded among Hiyori's little bit of chaos. The guy from the mall looked at you with hope in his eyes.
"Oh, thank God! Please help me! Are you with the cops?" The man being attacked asked.
This idiot.
You chuckled a little, "do I look like a cop to you?"
Then, you approached Hiyori and loaded your pistol. You hoped that somehow, Hiyori didn't have to touch this bastard himself. 
"Put this on, love," you said to Hiyori, handing him a set of earplugs you brought with you. You put yours in as well and Hiyori did as told. Then you aimed right for the other bastard's head.
BANG!
The recoil of the pistol made your hold waver a little bit, then you dropped the gun and pulled Hiyori into a hug, your sleepiness from earlier coming back.
"I don't want your hands on anyone except me," you said, groggily. You would've liked to complain further, but Hiyori was just so warm and nice and he belonged in your arms. Even with all the blood. Though it surprisingly didn't get on him that much this time.
After a bit of silence and just holding each other in a tight embrace, Ibara arrived with his men. Ibara brought you both with him back to his car after making the two of you change. In the bathroom of the guy you just killed of course.
Hiyori sat beside you and held your hand in a silent apology. You tried to resist, you really did, but you just loved Hiyori too much. So you settled for the next best thing and kissed him deeply with passion. Then after, you spoke.
"Next time you do that, use something like a gun or a hitman. Otherwise, shackles for a week," You said, still a little bit pissed off.
"Of course, my love," Hiyori replied, going in for another kiss.
An: Thank you for reading this whole thing! By the way, I'm always open for any constructive criticism you have for me so don't be afraid to reply and tell me, or use my inbox if you want!
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An: Was in a bit of a writer's block but luckily got out by writing domestic delinquent boy! I'm in the process of making something for Rinne but I suck at angst so I'm struggling. Kuro's whole trope is so fun to play with.
Tw: brief mentions of a fight, implied murder, mentions of blackmail, mentions of harassment, yanderes, tell me if I missed any
You were just getting home from an exhausting day of work. 
The intern who was placed under you was especially difficult for the day, having to deal with other people, being swamped in projects, and work in general troubled you.
Luckily, your manager who had been harassing you and you'd been ranting about to Kuro wasn't there today.
Feeling miserable and dejected, but you knew that it would all be made better.
As soon as you walked through that door.
"Hey there, welcome back! I missed you," Kuro greeted you with a kiss as you returned to your shared apartment.
"I missed you too, Kuro," You said, playing with his spiky red hair. Despite its shape, it was always quite soft and smelled nice. Kinda like your boyfriend.
"I got some of your favourite food ready to eat on the table, I fixed up all your clothes and cleaned a bit. I hope you don't mind me going through some of your stuff to do so though," he continued. You just smiled and kissed him. You were feeling better already.
God, you were so lucky to have this man. It was like a dream come true. 
You had been dating for a couple of months now and he was just amazing. He enjoyed taking care of the household chores. He listened, like actually listened to your problems and let you vent to him without trying to fix everything.
 Kuro was like an angel to you. The perfect boyfriend, who you'd hopefully end up putting a ring on, or the other way around.
 So thoughtful and sweet and everything you could've ever wanted in a man.
"Yeah of course I don't mind. Thanks so much, the place looks amazing," 
"Oh, and by the way, is that manager you mentioned still harassing you?" Kuro asked, taking off your coat and kissing you on the cheek.
"Not sure why, but he didn't show up at work today so that was good at least," You said and kissed him again. You always loved how open with your affection you could be with Kuro. 
"Love you Kuro," You said, hugging him close. 
"Love you too, now come on, let's go eat."
BAM!
Kuro's fist hit the bastard straight in the solar plexus. The bastard staggered for a little and half-heartedly tried throwing another punch. How pathetic. 
The man was already bruised and bleeding, but Kuro wanted more.
He was the bastard who had been abusing his power and trying to get you in his bed, harassing you day by day. Kuro just had to deal with him. Make him pay.
Make him bleed.
Kuro was your protector after all.
You brought him such happiness and fulfillment that nothing else, no one else could, even his adorable little sister. Kuro just decided he'd return the favour.
He'd make sure you were happy every second you spent with him, after all, that's how he felt when he was with you. Besides, apparently, he had found a need to take care of you inside himself and a deep joy that came with that.
So, Kuro continued beating the man to a pulp. There was honestly something quite satisfying in doing this for his loved one.
Once the job was done, Kuro cleaned himself up, of course, he had to make sure he was presentable for when you got home. Then, he sent the blackmail he had collected to many local news stations, from your manager's phone of course.
Kuro dumped the body like he usually did and the scene was clean, or at least normal considering it was an alleyway with garbage and what Kuro assumed was vomit staining the cement.
Yep, he'd need a good bath when he got home. Can't have you smelling a fight on him, after all. You didn't need to know about everything he did for you, Kuro had no need for thanks, besides, he didn't want to scare you away.
He made sure there was no trace of anything on his black sweater, sweatpants, and even the mask he used to help lay low. Though it was a bit dark out anyway at the moment.
Kuro headed home, head spinning with thoughts of you.
"Hey, love, come check this out," You said, you were watching the TV while Kuro washed the dishes. You said it was your turn today, but Kuro refused to let you even lift a finger as long as you were in the same building as him. You couldn't say you didn't enjoy it though.
"Oh? Yeah, of course, love," He finished up the dishes and joined you on the couch. As usual, he let you sit in his lap and he held you close.
Breaking News! Man Exposed and Missing!
"That's a picture of my manager," You said, clinging to Kuro. He feigned surprise, as though he hadn't hunted the man down only a day before.
The news broadcast then went on, describing how your manager had harassed and blackmailed numerous coworkers. It even brought out his texts where he blackmailed and took advantage of others. Then, it started to detail how he had embezzled company funds.
In the end, the news said that when they were notified of this, there was an extra message saying something like it was justice and retribution. So your manager was murdered? You couldn't imagine it.
Kuro looked at you. His eyes with a bit of concern for you as he held your hand. "So?" He asked.
"I mean, I'm almost glad he's gone, but I'm a bit afraid now. After all, there has been a bit of a rise in crime recently, it just… worries me a little," Kuro hugged you at that, he loved you, he didn't want you to feel unsafe.
"How about we change the channel, we can watch that show we've been watching? Just get your mind off of all that," Kuro said, grabbing the remote and changing it to your show as soon as you nodded to his suggestion.
"No need to worry, I'll protect you," Kuro said, kissing you and cuddling close to you.
"Yeah, you will," you chuckled and held his hands in yours.
And he'd do anything to protect you.
Anything.
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The Little Prince
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An: Thank you to @187-mg for the picture and the inspiration for this one shot! All hail Nagisa! But anyway, this one is a bit dark and I got to play with the childhood friends tripe for the first time! And this drabble was a little inspired by the story of Cain and Abel if your willing to look up the details. Enjoy!
Tw: Yanderes, murder, (my search history looks like a really stupid murderer's lol, couldn't find any pictures of people being repeatedly bashed with a rock tho so may be a little inaccurate 😭), description of murder, not that explicit but not light either, Nagisa needs help, Nagisa improvs murder, don't worry, we're not killing any of the boys today, just a nameless chara
Once upon a time, there was a boy.
He was taken in and treated like a prince.
This little prince had everything he could've ever wanted, yet not a friend in the world.
One night, this little prince wanted to go outside his lonely castle. He wanted to meet other kids like him. After all, he had always been such a curious child.
On his trip to the outside world, he met someone.
Another child who, despite the little prince being a complete outsider, made the little prince feel like he truly belonged.
They had a wonderful time together. And the prince realized that that was the first time he had ever felt… human. 
He found that he loved the feeling. That he loved spending time with his new friend.
Alas, he knew he'd have to leave his new friend. He didn't want to risk getting them in trouble. So he left. But before he left, he left them with a promise.
"We'll meet again someday."
And he never saw his friend again.
Nagisa was on his usual trip to the library. Ibara had gotten him into reading and brought him books from time to time, but he still enjoyed picking a couple out for himself.
He was looking through the shelves of one of his favourite genres when he noticed someone else looking through the shelves.
They looked at the books carefully but didn't scrutinize them nearly as much as Nagisa had them.
Something about them felt… familiar.
Their hair, their pretty eyes, and their face were all reminiscent of something…
No, that would be impossible.
They'd have had to have gone somewhere else by now. Nagisa assumed they had gone out of the country.
And why would they be in the same library as him? At this single moment? Fate?
He looked at them more, trying to prove that it wasn't you. But he couldn't deny it.
It was you.
The one who set his heart ablaze, who let him know how it felt to live.
He had looked for you since forever. But he hadn't even gotten your name during the one night he finally felt alive.
"Excuse me? Are you alright?" 
That was your voice.
It was a lot more mature than when he last heard it, but that only contributed to its beauty.
Nagisa had spent his whole life trying to chase after you.
Now here you were.
And he had to admit, you blossomed into a true beauty.
"Oh, I'm perfectly fine. But… I think I recognize you. What's your name?" Nagisa asked, feigning curiosity and hiding his excitement.
"Yeah, I was thinking the same. I think I know you from somewhere," you replied and told Nagisa your name.
So that was your name?
It was quite beautiful to him. In his eyes, it perfectly suited you.
And even better, you still remembered him!
Yes, you were a bit forgetful, but he'd jog your memory. You were everything to him. The life you gave him was a feeling he had been trying to revive ever since that day he left you. He'd do anything for you.
He didn't want to come off as too zealous though. Technically, this was your first meeting with Nagisa since you forgot your first meeting with him. He made light conversation and gave his name as well.
Yet he almost couldn't help himself. You were his saviour. You showed him what to live for. You were his god. Ever so sweet and kind.
Actually, everything about you was god-like. The way you walked. The tone of voice you used. The way you smiled at certain books. Nagisa had never wanted to be a big stitched-up stack of paper so badly. Even the way you looked at things was beautiful to him. 
Juicy lips with just the right amount of plumpness to them. Nagisa could feel his face heat up as he took in the smallest of details about you. And wow, your eyes were pretty.
But then, those lips were on another's.
What?
What the hell just happened?
"Hey, you done now honey bun?" The piece of scum that had the nerve to kiss you said to you. You even held them close! 
How?
Why?
Nagisa's brain was going haywire at the implications of this.
Such scum merely existing in the presence of his god, his saviour, his love. It disgusted him.
He had to get rid of it.
Cleanse you of such filth.
Maybe then, he could bask in your light.
He waited just a bit. He could be patient, he waited for you for so many years before. 
He kept the filth in his sights and made sure no one could see them and Nagisa. Ibara could clean up any messes after. He had a bit of a hold on the police authority so he could force the case to go cold if he had to. After all, Ibara had done some immoral things himself. As he said though, it was all fair in the name of love.
Luckily, you left for the bathroom. 
Nagisa pulled the piece of scum aside. 
Nagisa made up a convincing story about him needing to talk with that waste of space because he was one of your exes and needed to tell them something. He used this opportunity to ask regular questions like what they were out doing. 
Apparently, the two of you were going around the city together all on foot and you were planning on going to a cafe next. A little casual and strange for Nagisa's tastes, but if you wanted to, he'd go on any kind of date with you.
He pulled them into the alleyway where the library's big garbage bin was. Nagisa could steal their phone after and tell you that they went ahead to the cafe. Then, dump everything in the garbage and tell Ibara to be ready for a cover-up. Nagisa could escape through the other side of the alleyway.
Ibara had promised him that he would if Nagisa ever had something like this happen to him.
The body may not even be found for days as well. You'd probably think they left or something.
"So, what do you need to tell me? Something like they cheated on you?" They asked. As though you, Nagisa's god, would ever do such a thing. But even if you did, you'd have a good reason.
He was starting to tire of hearing this scum waste air.
He grabbed a rock and bashed their skull in. 
One hit and they were on their knees. It was pathetic, they flailed and yelled.
"Fucking god, man, look, if you want them, you can have them! I don't give a shit about them!" They yelled.
They didn't give a shit about you?
Nagisa felt his blood boil. They had everything he ever wanted, yet he didn't give a shit about it?! 
Maybe they did need to be shut up.
Nagisa banged the rock into their throat, hoping he could completely crush it. It caved in awkwardly and he could see blood pooling.
Everything was so loud, he almost couldn't take it.
Again.
Again.
More.
He needed more.
More blood.
He needed to eradicate this piece of scum from the earth.
So they could never touch his god ever again.
And so, he kept on going. 
They were long dead, but something in Nagisa just had him beating them until they were a mess of guts and blood and bone and ick. Until they were completely unidentifiable.
They looked more like a chunky splatter of meat than a person now. How had he done this?
It was all too much. 
The musk of sweat and blood and death in the air that somehow carried a certain sweetness to it. Everything seemed silent now, as Nagisa stood, the rock still in hand. Even the feeling of his clothes on his skin disturbed him.
His heart raced.
He had just ended another human's life.
But he did it for you.
So it was all okay, wasn't it?
This was the culmination of his love. 
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The Little Prince
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An: Thank you to @187-mg for the picture and the inspiration for this one shot! All hail Nagisa! But anyway, this one is a bit dark and I got to play with the childhood friends tripe for the first time! And this drabble was a little inspired by the story of Cain and Abel if your willing to look up the details. Enjoy!
Tw: Yanderes, murder, (my search history looks like a really stupid murderer's lol, couldn't find any pictures of people being repeatedly bashed with a rock tho so may be a little inaccurate 😭), description of murder, not that explicit but not light either, Nagisa needs help, Nagisa improvs murder, don't worry, we're not killing any of the boys today, just a nameless chara
Once upon a time, there was a boy.
He was taken in and treated like a prince.
This little prince had everything he could've ever wanted, yet not a friend in the world.
One night, this little prince wanted to go outside his lonely castle. He wanted to meet other kids like him. After all, he had always been such a curious child.
On his trip to the outside world, he met someone.
Another child who, despite the little prince being a complete outsider, made the little prince feel like he truly belonged.
They had a wonderful time together. And the prince realized that that was the first time he had ever felt… human. 
He found that he loved the feeling. That he loved spending time with his new friend.
Alas, he knew he'd have to leave his new friend. He didn't want to risk getting them in trouble. So he left. But before he left, he left them with a promise.
"We'll meet again someday."
And he never saw his friend again.
Nagisa was on his usual trip to the library. Ibara had gotten him into reading and brought him books from time to time, but he still enjoyed picking a couple out for himself.
He was looking through the shelves of one of his favourite genres when he noticed someone else looking through the shelves.
They looked at the books carefully but didn't scrutinize them nearly as much as Nagisa had them.
Something about them felt… familiar.
Their hair, their pretty eyes, and their face were all reminiscent of something…
No, that would be impossible.
They'd have had to have gone somewhere else by now. Nagisa assumed they had gone out of the country.
And why would they be in the same library as him? At this single moment? Fate?
He looked at them more, trying to prove that it wasn't you. But he couldn't deny it.
It was you.
The one who set his heart ablaze, who let him know how it felt to live.
He had looked for you since forever. But he hadn't even gotten your name during the one night he finally felt alive.
"Excuse me? Are you alright?" 
That was your voice.
It was a lot more mature than when he last heard it, but that only contributed to its beauty.
Nagisa had spent his whole life trying to chase after you.
Now here you were.
And he had to admit, you blossomed into a true beauty.
"Oh, I'm perfectly fine. But… I think I recognize you. What's your name?" Nagisa asked, feigning curiosity and hiding his excitement.
"Yeah, I was thinking the same. I think I know you from somewhere," you replied and told Nagisa your name.
So that was your name?
It was quite beautiful to him. In his eyes, it perfectly suited you.
And even better, you still remembered him!
Yes, you were a bit forgetful, but he'd jog your memory. You were everything to him. The life you gave him was a feeling he had been trying to revive ever since that day he left you. He'd do anything for you.
He didn't want to come off as too zealous though. Technically, this was your first meeting with Nagisa since you forgot your first meeting with him. He made light conversation and gave his name as well.
Yet he almost couldn't help himself. You were his saviour. You showed him what to live for. You were his god. Ever so sweet and kind.
Actually, everything about you was god-like. The way you walked. The tone of voice you used. The way you smiled at certain books. Nagisa had never wanted to be a big stitched-up stack of paper so badly. Even the way you looked at things was beautiful to him. 
Juicy lips with just the right amount of plumpness to them. Nagisa could feel his face heat up as he took in the smallest of details about you. And wow, your eyes were pretty.
But then, those lips were on another's.
What?
What the hell just happened?
"Hey, you done now honey bun?" The piece of scum that had the nerve to kiss you said to you. You even held them close! 
How?
Why?
Nagisa's brain was going haywire at the implications of this.
Such scum merely existing in the presence of his god, his saviour, his love. It disgusted him.
He had to get rid of it.
Cleanse you of such filth.
Maybe then, he could bask in your light.
He waited just a bit. He could be patient, he waited for you for so many years before. 
He kept the filth in his sights and made sure no one could see them and Nagisa. Ibara could clean up any messes after. He had a bit of a hold on the police authority so he could force the case to go cold if he had to. After all, Ibara had done some immoral things himself. As he said though, it was all fair in the name of love.
Luckily, you left for the bathroom. 
Nagisa pulled the piece of scum aside. 
Nagisa made up a convincing story about him needing to talk with that waste of space because he was one of your exes and needed to tell them something. He used this opportunity to ask regular questions like what they were out doing. 
Apparently, the two of you were going around the city together all on foot and you were planning on going to a cafe next. A little casual and strange for Nagisa's tastes, but if you wanted to, he'd go on any kind of date with you.
He pulled them into the alleyway where the library's big garbage bin was. Nagisa could steal their phone after and tell you that they went ahead to the cafe. Then, dump everything in the garbage and tell Ibara to be ready for a cover-up. Nagisa could escape through the other side of the alleyway.
Ibara had promised him that he would if Nagisa ever had something like this happen to him.
The body may not even be found for days as well. You'd probably think they left or something.
"So, what do you need to tell me? Something like they cheated on you?" They asked. As though you, Nagisa's god, would ever do such a thing. But even if you did, you'd have a good reason.
He was starting to tire of hearing this scum waste air.
He grabbed a rock and bashed their skull in. 
One hit and they were on their knees. It was pathetic, they flailed and yelled.
"Fucking god, man, look, if you want them, you can have them! I don't give a shit about them!" They yelled.
They didn't give a shit about you?
Nagisa felt his blood boil. They had everything he ever wanted, yet he didn't give a shit about it?! 
Maybe they did need to be shut up.
Nagisa banged the rock into their throat, hoping he could completely crush it. It caved in awkwardly and he could see blood pooling.
Everything was so loud, he almost couldn't take it.
Again.
Again.
More.
He needed more.
More blood.
He needed to eradicate this piece of scum from the earth.
So they could never touch his god ever again.
And so, he kept on going. 
They were long dead, but something in Nagisa just had him beating them until they were a mess of guts and blood and bone and ick. Until they were completely unidentifiable.
They looked more like a chunky splatter of meat than a person now. How had he done this?
It was all too much. 
The musk of sweat and blood and death in the air that somehow carried a certain sweetness to it. Everything seemed silent now, as Nagisa stood, the rock still in hand. Even the feeling of his clothes on his skin disturbed him.
His heart raced.
He had just ended another human's life.
But he did it for you.
So it was all okay, wasn't it?
This was the culmination of his love. 
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To Soothe a Heartache
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An: Kaoru apology piece! My search history for this thing too lol. Isolation works a lot faster than it's portrayed to in media. The average person can't go longer than a day in extreme isolation (extreme basically meaning adding in sensory deprivation from how the studies pose it)
Tw: yandere, implied isolation, implied kidnapping, man is abusive, mind break, Stockholm? Either of those two. (Little hint, read between the lines because Kaoru... Isn't the most reliable)
Today was perfect.
Nice and hot, blue skies with just a little bit of clouds in them, the smell of the beach, and having you by Kaoru's side. You held his hand as usual. You liked to hold on tight to Kaoru and hated to let go or have him leave you for even a second.
Completely perfect.
You sat in Kaoru's lap on a beach chair, loosely hugging him. The fact that you were willingly cuddling him again, the oceanic scene, and just everything about you made him happy beyond belief.
The perfect date for the both of you.
You were so obedient nowadays too!
No more fighting or trying to push Kaoru away, instead, you willingly embraced him, in both forms of the word.
 Yes, you may have been a little 'damaged', but it was necessary for your relationship to flourish.
After all, everything he did, he did out of pure and utter love for you.
He heard of you from rumours first. 
A seductive type who practically made your dreams come true.
Of course, being who Kaoru was, he was interested.
Then he met you for himself.
He knew you were pursuing him in the beginning. Kaoru thought he'd have enough experience and caution to not fall head over heels for you, But there was just something about you.
Something about you made him feel complete.
You filled the hole that was drilled into his heart with his mother's death and his ever painful relationship with his family.
He just had to have you.
So he took you for himself.
 
He even gave you a place, it was pleasant and roomy too. A nice big room in one of the houses his father gave him. It was quiet and secluded there too, in a sleepy rural area that was easy to get to from the city.
 
He was good to you. He cared for your every need and want. He took good care of you. Kaoru was a good boyfriend, a good lover.
Yet you always seemed to fight him.
You wouldn't even let Kaoru hug you. And it depressed him deeply. You even tried to leave him on multiple occasions, saying that Kaoru was holding you captive. You ignored him, pretended he wasn't even there.
He just wanted your touch, he wanted that unconditional love of yours to return. He wanted you to let him in, let him love you.
Weeks went by, same as always no matter what Kaoru did.
He was starting to tire of your defiant tendencies.
He had read studies on isolation before…
It only took a few hours to put most people into a highly volatile emotional state if they were in full isolation…
Though considering the situation, he could just play it safe and do it for the whole day…
It was the practically same strategy he usually used to make women fall for him. He just needed something stronger to get you emotional enough for him to work with. Invoke high emotions and ride the waves…
Maybe he could.
But that would be bad, wouldn't it?
But both of you had to be tired of all this…
He'd be doing your relationship a solid, just reminding you of how much you loved him…
It truly pained Kaoru to hear you scream for him. 
You begged to be let out after only an hour.
And all he had to do was blindfold you, put some good noise cancelling headphones on you, and tie you up in a cozy and safe room in the house.
Eventually, when he knew it was the right time, Kaoru let you out, taking all of the makeshift sensory deprivation equipment off you. 
Immediately, you ran into his arms and held Kaoru tight.
He could feel your love for him, your heart was racing and your breathing unsteady with just how much you loved him. You had even cried from how much you missed him.
 Perfect.
See? He knew you just needed a little push. You said that you'd be a good lover for him and tried to hold Kaoru as close as possible. You even asked to sleep in his bed for the night.
That was the first time you slept in the same bed as him.
And he was sure it wouldn't be the last.
From then on, everything was so bright and pleasant for Kaoru.
You were finally warming up to him, being friendly and truly being his lover.
You cuddled with him, said I love you, even initiated affection with him. 
Kaoru just knew that everything was going to be perfect from then on.
Now this? This was heavenly.
He could be as clingy and loving ad he wanted now as well. And of course, you held Kaoru's hand below the waters.
Kaoru had persuaded you into going in the ocean with him, a life jacket on just in case of course. After all, you did have a tendency to get all… distant at times. No matter, he'd love you no matter how you were. 
After all, you were the only thing that could soothe his heartache.
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Rei's Good Boy
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An: Cute Rei fluff inspired by an edit of Rei saying good boy instead of good girl lol. No triggers, just cute vampire and you his boyfriend if you'd like to be. Btw lots reference to Undead lyrics. And yes, you do kiss the boy lol.
Can be interpreted as either yandere or normal, you could have ended up in his bed the usual way, or the not usual way, you choose.
The scent of roses. The amber glow of the dim morning. The soft feel of the black sheets that made up his bed. His beautiful crimson eyes and soft hair were like the night itself. 
Rei Sakuma.
 Akin to a vampiric demon, yet more human than most. And you were in his bed.
It was so comfy you never wanted to leave. The pillows were perfectly fluffed, the mattress incredible to lay on, and the amount of warmth perfect for you. 
Or maybe that was Rei himself. 
He embodied a fantasy. An ideal. And maybe you were infected with rose-coloured glasses by just being by his side.
"Good morning," So he was awake.
 Rei's voice always caught you off guard for some reason. It was too pretty to come out of his mouth. A smoothness and sort of creaminess to it that pulled his fans and you in. 
You look into his eyes. Like rubies; you wanted to remember them forever.
His physique was thin yet muscled. A light six-pack toned his stomach. His pale complexion and skin, soft in all the right places. His lips, so perfectly plump, illuminated in the dawn. 
 And you can't help but take a bite of that immoral fruit.
"Good boy, come closer," A beautiful chuckle follows, his voice beckons to you. A siren song you just can't ignore. You follow.
Rei holds you close, your head snug near his chest. Allowing you to breathe in more of his surprisingly floral scent. You stay like that for a little, sharing an embrace. He kisses your forehead.
You lift your head a little, still swaying. From dizziness at how his every touch makes you feel? Or sleepiness and a need to remain in his arms?
There's a tray on the bedside counter. Little refreshments for the morning, including some honey milk with cinnamon on top. 
Did he plan for breakfast in bed? He sees where you look and one of his hands is petting your head, as though you were some wandering kitten.
"Stay with me a little longer."
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The Shadows of Paradise
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An: pic from namelessan on Zerochan. Breaking into the Enstars fandom with this!
Tw: implied physical assault, implied stalking, yandere stuff in general, religious references (I mean, it's Eden), let me know if I missed any
Eden.
Paradise, huh?
More like the gateway to hell.
And these boys. 
These boys were shadows, dragging you in so deep you couldn't even move anymore. Tying you up so you couldn't move a muscle, all while telling you how much they 'loved' you.
That was your current predicament.
"Ibara, you don't need to tie it that tight, you'll hurt them!" One of them said, complaining.
 Hiyori, you were sure, his voice was a little higher than the others. It would've been easy to tell from looks though.
 Not like you could differentiate them by sight anyway, they had blindfolded and gagged you for some reason.
 You didn't know them that well. Just that you ended up in the same places a lot and they were friends with your boyfriend. Right now, they were tightening the ropes that tied you to the chair you were on.
Who were they?
Eden of course.
Known as one of the 'big three' in the idol world. Giants in the entertainment industry, one of its members were head of one of the big idol agencies and another was an aristocrat whose family owned your favourite cafe chain. 
All their members practically drowned in riches so it's no wonder they were able to kidnap you so easily.
"No worries, your highness, their grace will be alright," that was Ibara. He always addressed people with weird titles, calling you 'their grace' as though you were some paragon of holiness.
"Speaking of that, they're awfully calm, aren't they? Especially for just having been kidnapped. Are they still asleep?" Hiyori asked. 
Of course, you weren't, you were just biting your tongue at the moment.
"By their breathing patterns, I'd say they're awake, just very calm for being in this type of situation. We really do appreciate it, your grace," Ibara replied, happily patting you on the head. 
The truth was, you just didn't know what to say. You had been kidnapped by a group of J pop idol boys and tied up in what was probably some kind of basement. God, you were practically the MC of some crappy Tumblr fic at this point.
How did this even happen?
You were off on another date with your amazing boyfriend, Kaoru, and the two of you decided to go to your favourite cafe.
He ordered drinks for the both of you since he knew all your favourites and you sat down and talked together.
 He was an idol who was in the unit Undead. Though in the eyes of most he was a merciless playboy, you knew it was all just a facade for the cameras.
He had eyes for you and you alone.
The place was great. It was quite popular among idols as well as it was a good hide away from the paparazzi. It was part of a chain owned by the Tomoe foundation whose second son was an idol, Hiyori Tomoe of Eden.
There was also a rumour that if you got lucky and were there at the right time, you could see the entirety of Eden sitting and eating together. 
In this case, it was the most unfortunate thing to happen to you.
“Oh, Kaoru, I didn’t expect to see you here,” a man with long
soft-looking silver hair and ruby red eyes that reminded you of one of Kaoru’s bandmates started up a conversation with Kaoru.
“And who is this?” A green-haired guy with pretty violet eyes asked, his head tilted and smiling. You almost mistook him for a woman, but then recognized him.
Hiyori Tomoe from Eden!
So then that silver-haired guy was… Nagisa Ran. Which meant the blue-haired one was Jun Sazanami, and the guy with glasses was Ibara Saegusa. The entirety of Eden which included the president of COSPRO, one of the big idol agencies.
Kaoru told them your name and followed it up with, “They’re my lover, we’re on a little outing.”
Then he took your chin in his hand and kissed you to prove it. Somehow, this boy could always make you feel butterflies no matter how long you were together.
You loved everything about him. His bright blond hair, his pretty amber eyes, the way he spoke to you. You could go on and on about your beautiful boyfriend.
You happily reciprocated and then kissed him on the cheek in return. A smile grew on your face at his affectionate antics.
Eden sat with you and instead of going on with your date with Kaoru, you got familiar with the entirety of Eden.
From that day on, the four of them seemed to randomly appear where you were: At a grocery store, the mall, even an Undead concert live.
Individually or all together, they appeared where you were.
Such a pretty little thing.
You were gorgeous.
Your voice was akin to a siren's.
So so pure. 
Not long and they already wanted to taint you.
Yet you were in the arms of that damn play boy. 
Didn't you know he was bad?
Did you want your heart broken?
You were their sweet little angel, sent from Heaven itself.
And a snake was tempting you.
No need to worry though. Adam and Eve wouldn't make the same mistake they did before.
They'd make sure to cut off that snake's head before it could lure you into the darkness.
The last thing you could remember was going home from somewhere, texting your boyfriend, and then darkness.
"Well then, since you're so good right now, I suppose we can take the blindfold and gag off you. No screaming or panicking. Or it goes back on," Ibara said, untying them and taking it off you. 
Your vision was a little blurry but got clearer with a bit of rubbing and blinking. Ibara Saegusa and Hiyori Tomoe. Sitting around you with soft smiles as though they hadn't just kidnapped you.
Hiyori reached out to you, petting your hair and cupping your cheek, squeezing lightly.
"Oh, you are adorable, aren't you, angel?" He said in response to your surprised look.
"They really are," Ibara said with a lovesick look on his face.
You felt your face heat and you looked down. This was embarrassing. You felt like nothing but a little pet for them. That was probably what they thought of you anyway…
You tried to speak, but all that came out was a small noise as something bigger caught your attention.
The door opened. 
The sheer amount of locks you heard on that thing was more terrifying than the situation itself. 
The rest of this god-forsaken idol group was here, great…
"Are they already cooperating? I expected us to only take off the gag after a couple of days," Nagisa asked. He was dressed in casual clothes, just a black hoodie and sweat pants… Nagisa never dressed like that… What did he do?
To your horror, you noticed one more thing. A few spots of deep blood red in otherwise spotless silver hair… 
You looked over to Jun. 
He was happy to make eye contact with you and smiled at you. He was in the same type of discreet outfit. His short blue hair looked a little messed up, as though he had been in a fight. As soon as you noticed, he quickly combed his hair back with his fingers.
You recognized blonde hair sticking to his hoodie…
No, it couldn't be.
That wasn't the right shade of blonde, was it?
Yeah, it had to have been someone else's.
Your face felt wet and your breath quickened. 
No, not Kaoru.
Anyone but Kaoru!
Anyone but your Kaoru…
"What-what did you do?" You asked, trying to convince yourself that all of this pointed to something completely normal and not involving your Kaoru.
"We just got rid of a snake in the garden, love," Nagisa said in a little lovesick tone. He kissed you on the cheek and smiled sweetly.
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A Parting Gift- Ajax's Seduction
An: I'm sorry, but this will be my final parting gift to the Genshin fandom. I burnt out and now I can't even write for it anymore. This is pt. 2 to the genshin boys trying to seduce you
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Ajax:
Seems more of the type to try to be the ideal lover, but not go all the way into internalizing his darling's desires. This leaves you with a trophy husband you don't even want. Either that or a rake who kills for you. Which is charming in the same way cats that bring dead mice bodies to you are. Zhongli is already a rake tho so let's go down the trophy husband route.
He probably would watch you from afar until he sees something go wrong in your life, or he makes something go wrong. Ajax likes to protect his darling, which gives him a teensy (definitely not teensy) saviour complex. He always appears when you feel at your lowest so you come to associate him with your highs.
This would end up pulling you into his carefully woven trap. Childe is smart, plus his whole plan in Liyue probably would've worked as long as he wasn't also part of the plans of most likely the best military strategist in Teyvat. (Kokomi, take notes from Rex here). 
He'd then start pulling away, keeping you on your feet and making you pursue him. Like a game of cat and mouse where you seemed to be the cat but we're actually the mouse. Then we have the issue of him being a pretty damn good actor. 
He can literally be whoever you need him to be.
You want a life of adventure and travel? Perfect! He'll bring you wherever you want to go! All on the pretense that he's Snezhnayan noble, which, by how the Tsarita calls all her harbingers her children and treats them as her own is somewhat accurate. 
You'd like stability, comfort, and routine that makes you feel safe? Well he'll give you just that! With the occasional surprise and excessive spoiling of course, generosity is hot and he knows it. 
It may seem perfect and beautiful in the beginning. But the one biggest danger of seducing someone by pretending to be their ideal lover, is that eventually, things that make you look not so ideal show up.
So gradually, you'll realize that this sort of fairytale prince from a foreign land isn't all he's made himself out to be. But when that happens, he'll completely have you anyway.
He'll still try to be perfect for you, but when that fantasy is broken, it's broken. So enjoy feelings of regret and betrayal when he steals you away to Snezhnaya!
So what comes next? Would you like to see?
Well then...
Welcome to a world of song, dance, magic, music, romance, and horrors beyond compare. Just a hint, a sneak peak if you will.
Eden.
Paradise, huh?
More like the gateway to hell.
And these boys. 
These boys were shadows, dragging you in so deep you couldn't even move anymore. Tying you up so you couldn't move a muscle, all while telling you how much they 'loved' you.
That was your current predicament.
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The Boys Trying to Seduce You (pt. 1 probably. Kaeya and Zhongli)
An: sorry for sort of dying on you guys, burnt out of Genshin :( but here you go, have some Kaeya and Zhongli trying to seduce you head canons. And they're actually head canons this time, yay! I think I've used all the Kaeya and Zhongli gifs now tho lol
Tw: no. They're actually going about taking you in a somewhat normal way, if not manipulative and exploiting.
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Kaeya:
SO DAMN NATURALLY SEDUCTIVE!!
Kaeya would totally start off with his darling as a charmer then move to being more coquettish. Starting by being so sweet and charming you can't help but feel drawn to him, then spontaneously ignoring you and being cold. See through the act too late? You'll end up as one of Kaeya's toys, completely wrapped around his finger even though you see his manipulation. And trust me, you aren't the first, or the last.
 If you can see that the coldness is an act early on and ignore him, he'll do everything he can to get your attention and if he does have it, well… he will practically malfunction.
 Kaeya was abandoned as a child, he secretly craves the love and attention he was derived from early on. This will cause him to crash hard when you first ignore him as long as it looks natural or said darling seems too innocent to intentionally do this. He's downed at least two whole bottles of dandelion wine in his bedroom, crying into a pillow and mind racing about what he did wrong. The clothes, the vaguely seductive way he speaks, it's all to get attention, honestly, boi just needs a hug.
Placed with another coquette, whoever is truly less needy for connection and affection will win. Which, if you don't have abandonment and separation issues like he does, you're guaranteed to win.
That one is one the more interesting routes where you basically give Kaeya a taste of his own medicine and get him chasing after you, desperate for just a taste.
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Zhongli
HE WOULD BE SO HOT WHEN HE SEDUCES!!!!!
His normal yandere type is this dominant obsessive figure who will tries to woo his darling before trying violence. 
Definitely a rake.
This means that he's the type who will do anything and everything to have his darling. He will never stop pursuing his love, it's just what he deserves. Of his years ruling and living among the people of liyue, he's probably figured out how human courting rituals work. In the way he sees it, he has to turn those rituals up to ten because as an archon, he's expected to be a better lover than anyone else, his people literally write books about it. 
 This gorgeous man can and will move mountains for you. He'll create conflicts in his darling's life, just to prove himself. He loves the chase, loves when his little human derives him of his prize. He treats love as though it's some grand battle field. There's no difference except for the fact that hearts are on the line instead of lives. Do be wary though, for he's never lost a battle. 
He gives you things randomly, you'll be out working then suddenly, a messenger will appear holding a present for you. It's always something that he knows you would like, or that you currently need. One time while you were working late, he brought you a whole food tray, complete with your choice of drink and hot dessert.
Will love and chase you relentlessly, never letting up. Soon enough, you'll either be so flattered that you'll have to take him as a lover, or the world around you will make you assume that role.
Zhongli is what your friends think is the epitome of desirability. He's renowned for his extensive knowledge in anything there is to know about. As long as they haven't had to pay for him before, they'll think he's a man of immense wealth, most likely from old money, just from how he shops. He has a fashion sense and practically made red eyeliner trendy in Liyue. (Ngl, as someone with Chinese descent who does look like it, red eyeliner is subtle yet looks fantastic on me, thank you for the idea mister Zhongli.) You should stop trying to play coy and let him love you, there's so much more in it for you than him.
Your friends will either provide more conflict from jealousy or try to push you two closer together. Zhongli's reputation proceeds him as an untouchable bachelor, if you have the chance, you must snag him.
At this point, you're practically his. If you somehow are completely not into him (ex. Only into women even though he would totally shapeshift into a women for his darling, even adopt feminine traits if you wanted him to) you'd still end up dating him to protect your reputation. Rumours would fly around the city on how you rejected Zhongli due to various most likely slanderous reasons. You're pinning over a Fatui who had to leave due to duty, you are pushing everyone in your life away due to something scandalous happening in the past, you killed your last lover and know you wouldn't get away with it with Zhongli. They'll keep escalating even from there until you accept.  Enjoy a life where you are pampered, given every thing you can verbalize want for, are expected to give this clingy ass dragon man cuddles and affection every moment you see each other I guess, wish I could be you.
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Cult Culture
An: my tags are limited to just these because for some reason, on mobile, my Tumblr is high 24/7 and won't let me write in tags. Just a little dive into how SAGAU would affect Teyvat as a whole.
Honestly, the whole cult Sagau thing would actually effect the entirety of Teyvat's culture in so so so many ways. Take all of this with a grain of salt tho as I don't know much about other religions and was raised Christian so I'm taking from that. Mainly because Sagau also seems to be based off of Christianity.
We've talked about things like the Creator being the start of new trends or characters getting popular because of them, but it would most likely be to a much larger degree. 
In the Sagau community, the majority of aus are placed in worlds where the public knows and actively worships the creator. The statues, the Creator's shrines being a universal sign of "no fighting… shakira shakira (I'm sorry I saw it when writing and couldn't resist)", the Creator instantly being accepted and loved. 
However, wouldn't this affect the acolytes greatly?
Imagine this, you live in a world where there's one religion, minor deities like the archons and whatever happened on Inazuma included, where you mainly worship this Creator figure, the Creator of all.
Of course, in the way that majority of religions have it (might not be that common tho, I was raised Christian), you have leaders in the faith, people who are supposed to be examples for worshippers to follow, and people who are blessed.
As is incorporated in some aus, visions are seen as blessings from the All-Creator. Something that would essentially be sainthood in the eyes of society due to how idolized the Creator is. 
Due to this, merely having a vision would not only be seen as a reward for one's ambition, but also a sort of sign from the Creator themselves to respect this person. 
This could easily flip one's reputation on its head just from having a vision. For example, even having a vision could be enough for Mondstadtions to at least not chase Eula out of town anymore or deny her services. Having a vision would be so prized that fake vision (like the ones we used in the vision-hunt) sales would go through the roof; people would pretend to have visions so they were respected for being blessed by the All-Creator.
However, there's even more.
You know how the self aware characters are able to hear the Creator's voice?
That would be seen as a sort of 'mark of the chosen' among the public. Even though it is only a sign if that person being a playable character.
 Starting out in Mondstadt, people first thought that Amber and Kaeya were on board with some kind of bad joke when they first talked about hearing the Creator's true voice. After all, the All-Creator was so holy that not even vision holders heard their true voice. Then, they heard of Lisa and Noelle hearing the same voice. After the public realized that these people were hearing the true words of the Creator themselves, they most likely believed that they had 'ascended' in some way, now able to hear the creator's voice.
Even more, imagine how the Creator's mere existence could affect the regions themselves.
In the beginning, when only Mondstadt was available to the player, when the other nations got word that Mond had been blessed by the All-Creator, the other countries must have gone wild.
Many more people would have traveled to Mond just for a sight of the 'Traveler Brought by the Creator'. Debates would be started about why the Creator seemed to favour this nation above all. Tensions may even rise due to this, Mondstadtions claiming that their nation was above the others due to the Creator's favour.
Status would literally be tilted in favour of vision users with the new view of them. Having a vision would make people see someone differently, even if they were the worst. After all, if the Creator blessed them, they had to be good deep down, right? 
This is me half joking, but imagine how getting a vision in this society would be for teenagers. Suddenly, you're the hot shot everywhere you go! All your friends think that you're the best thing since Dawn Winery's apple cider. Best of all, your crush notices you. But really, they only love your vision. It's like pretty privilege turned up to eleven.
Everything the Creator does would also be seen as some sort of holy metaphor for what the people of Teyvat should be striving to do.
You hit trees and gain wood yet don't chop them down? It's a metaphor for the idea that people should be free to take from nature but give back at the same time.
 You choose the most generic responses everytime the Traveler gets to speak? The Creator must be showing the people that everyone is equal when in the eyes of the All-Creator.  
You kill Timmie's pigeons every day without fail? It's to show that everything will return to what it once was: nothing.
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Conyo filipino kaeya. That is all
Yes! Classy sassy (mildly alcoholic and depressed) prince!
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Ooh, ooh, right, I forgot to ask, could we perhaps be mutuals?
-🌸 anon/Willowedwisteria/Willowisekai
Yeah of course! I used to be so into you're yandere genshin works as well!
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Hello! How have you been?
It's been a long, long time since we last spoke and I really want to get back in touch with you. I did binge-read your works and I have to say, I'm very much in love with your style of writing.
-🌸 anon/Willowisekai/Willowedwisteria
I've been good, just a bit of writer's block that's all. Also, thank you for the compliment!
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Hello, I just figured I should let you know that I intend to do my own take on the girls discovering the reader has abusive parents or an abusive lover. I think I'll add some others to it, like Ayaka and Xiangling.
Before I do so though, I was wondering if it is possible for me to use pictures from the wiki for each character I use, I am nearly completely technically inept and am still somewhat new to posting on this site is why I am asking. I apologize if this is a dumb question.
Yeah that's cool! I'm cool with anyone using ideas or Aus I write, just tag me so I can see!
If you use mobile like me then just download the images then go to the icon in the middle of the 'gif' sign and the headphones to put your images. Not sure how on PC tho
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The True Creator
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An: at this point I'm writing Sagau lore not Sagau lol. We went from " lol perfect machine learning on a chatbot ai on steroids" to "aight, guess I've got the literal creator of the universe in my brain paying no rent" in terms of OCs that just somehow join in for the ride. Plus, more 'technically godly figure denies Godhood'
Tw: nothing! Not really yandere right now since this is sort of a base for all my one-shots set in this au. Nothing really problematic either, just blob God figuring out humans, emotions, and the idea of relaxation.
In the beginning, there was no darkness.
There wasn't anything. An absence of light, and dark. An absence of sound and smell. They would call it a void, but it was void of that as well. They would be the only one who could truly know what it was like. 
After all, they were the Will of Nothingness.
The first, not nothingness, and the first thing to create something that wasn't nothing. It was confusing even to them and this was their birth story.
Eventually, most likely after eons of time, nothing coalesced into something.
Them.
When they first appeared, they couldn't describe their feelings. But now, after millennia upon millennia of writing, creating, and experiencing the stories of their creations, they could. It was a feeling of emptiness.
It was so... lonely.
Empty.
They had to fill it.
They had to fill the nothingness with something. Until there was no nothing left.
But, how?
Wait, they had an idea!
If they were created from nothing, they could create other things from nothing! Well, they assumed they could. However, they couldn't shape the world in this form.
At the moment, they were but a blob of consciousness. They could wiggle and push the nothingness around but not shape it. The little blob decided on a form for themself, they shaped themself into a form similar to that of a Gingerbread man except not flat. They picked up some of the nothingness that filled everything and squished and squeezed it.
Nothing happened.
The little something was determined though. Maybe they just had to try harder? They squished the nothing together once more. 
Nothing happened.
They squished it again and again to the point where they finally felt something that wasn't empty or numb. 
They felt foolish. 
'Just turn into something!'
And so it did.
They had managed to turn nothing into something. It was what could only be described as a small desolate planet without an atmosphere or light. They were feeling something else now. Happiness. They tried to take a closer look at their new creation.
 Only then did they realize that it was so dark here that they couldn't even see their new creation.
Feeling something new, annoyance perhaps? They squished more nothing into something, this time thinking to themselves 'I need to look at this thing, turn this nothing into something I can see it with.'
And so it did.
This was what humans would call a star. It was bright, and they weren't able to feel it at the time, but it was also very hot. 
They held, floated more accurately, their first something in one hand while their second one was in the other.
They felt complete. This was good.
They needed more.
The will of nothingness made another something, then another, then another, then another. 
Yet the nothing was always there.
Eventually, they created other things that were sentient like them. The whole process was quite interesting in fact, stemming from their feelings of loneliness.
The sentient creatures learnt new things and even taught their Creator some things like emotions. When their creations accomplished something or did som3thing in particular, they felt 'joy'. Was this what they felt when they created? If creating was able to so easily bring them joy, they would do it as long as they could.
In this way, many many years have passed. They created and created, never resting despite what most of their creations believed. The whole stress and exhaustion thing just didn't exist for them. Yet, they never stopped learning from and eventually loving their creations.
Eventually, they found out how to make the worlds create themselves, how to let universes sprawl out before them, all in different directions. They found it beautiful, and convenient that they didn't need to be creating 24/7 though that was still what took up the majority of their time as that was what they loved the most. 
They loved to immerse themselves in their creations, disguised as a local from the population they were visiting.
One time though, a mortal said something to them when they were disguised as a mortal and revealed their true self to them. 
"You work so hard. You've created this life, this world for us to enjoy. You really should experience the world you made, I don't know, maybe go on a vacation somewhere? Try to live a full mortal life?"
This thought had plagued the being's mind for quite a long time. It did sound like a good idea, with all the new possibilities. They had a few ideas on how they could do this and ended up settling on one.
They'd look through the universes for a vessel that piqued their interest, share their body with the original consciousness, then live out life.
The first human month or so had been a bit shaky, what with their new companion getting used to having the creator of the universes and everything in them as a 'mindmate'. Their little human was so creative, that they made up the term 'mindmate' to describe the relationship the two of them had. Roommates but in one mind, they had said.
This human's culture was quite fascinating, the idea of a 'right' and a 'wrong' existing were particularly fascinating. It was somewhat disappointing though for them to find out that it didn't apply to them for some reason. For some reason, all mortal rules just didn't apply to beings like them, gods or deities as humans called them. It didn't seem fair, if these 'moral laws' were somehow passed down by the gods to the humans, shouldn't the gods follow them as well?
After a night where they had been especially full of stories and questions for their human, their human suggested something. So that they would not annoy their human with endless talk and questions.
Their human had recommended 'writing'. A form of creation where they'd use signs to communicate certain ideas and 'stories'. It was practically parallel to how the Will of Nothingness kept track of their creations. 
They also realized that keeping track of all the existences, deciding the fates of them and creating them, would be much easier done if in this same sort of 'writing'. After all, their human's first example of writing was kept in the tiny box they called a 'phone'. There was so much of it too! When asked if the tiny box had a limit to how much writing it could show, their human said "technically not, unless you're downloading everything or have no access to wifi." 
Sometime soon, they figured out how to convert all the stories, universes, and their fates into writing on their phone using a Google docs account. It was much easier to create universes using writing than squishing nothingness together all the time.
And so they wrote.
They wrote and wrote and wrote. 
They had so many things they wanted to experience. So many feelings they wanted to feel for themselves. They longed especially for the feeling that the beings they made called love. So they wrote about it. Everything, every emotion they wanted to experience. 
They lived through the stories they created, just as they always did.
Beverages were truly some of the most amazing things humans created. 
They, plus their human who was called Asphyne, sat on their cute little cafe chair, taking in the light from one of the many suns they created. This particular species was moving fast in their advancements, well on their planet at least. However,r it was clear that the owner of this haven appreciated the aesthetic qualities of, in their human's perspective, their species in olden times. Time was so minuscule and short for mortals, it still felt weird to keep track of it.
They weren't just here for the amazing drinks though.
All universes, worlds, however one would call them, had a figure that managed the concept of 'death'.
Life was created by either the Will of Nothingness, or it created itself as the Will made it to do. Yet, they were always too reluctant to destroy one of their beautiful creations. So, they created these beings, the ones who brought all things back to what they were originally. Nothing. 
They didn't want to, but it was necessary. It helped balance things in each world and the majority of living beings became melancholy if they were immortal. When they explained it to Asphyne, they were surprisingly on board with the whole idea of beings who bring 'death' being good.
They hadn't decided on a name for these creatures, after all, they hadn't even named themselves. They just went with whatever titles were proposed by their human, Asphyne. Their human, however, was quick to come up with names for even the simplest things.
'Will, maybe we can call them deathkeepers or something like that, I mean that is their job, right?' 
Asphyne had been calling them Will since they told them about their beginning and the birth of the universes. They said saying, or thinking, Will of Nothingness every time they addressed them was too long. Besides, a title like All-Creator sounded 'too worshipy' for the human.
'I'll be sure to suggest it to Thana when they get here," often, their human's ideas were quite amusing as well. The 'deathkeeper' of this world didn't have a true name either, yet Asphyne once again made a suggestion. Thana, apparently meaning death after one of the human's 'information searches'.
Asphyne momentarily took control of their body and got out their phone. Honestly, the technologies created by all species were quite fascinating, especially this one.
Unlocking their phone by the use of one of their unique traits, they swiped until they reached a miniature icon of one of their favourite games. The first time their human unlocked their phone, they were surprised that they had subconsciously given the species any traits completely unique to individual members of the species.
Genshin Impact, they weren't too enamoured with it, but Asphyne definitely was.
 At first, they had even tried to throw the phone while they were first playing it. The phone got hot and they were scared of it burning their human. Humans were deathly fragile after all. After that, Asphyne wouldn't talk to them for a day.
They opened up the game, just wanting to pass time. Of course, it took long for it to load, long enough in fact that Thana, the 'Deathkeeper' could arrive.
Arriving at the table, Thana greeted the will and Asphyne. Just as the Will of Nothingness was about to respond, their phone made a loud notification sound, causing people to look over at them. They swore they always muted their phone too so this was weird.
"I'm so sorry, I'll get that," they picked up their phone and opened it again.
Surprisingly, there was no notification. Other than that Genshin had loaded up. But something was different.
The only thing they could see on the screen was a weird white light. Even more, they felt like they were being sucked into their phone.
That was the first time anyone had ever succeeded in taking God.
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God's Overworked, Underpaid, And Touch Starved, Triple Threat! Pt 2.5
An: sorry I haven't been active for a long while, got hit with Covid but now I'm better.
Tw: Araashita is yandere, yanderes in general, brief mention of suffocating people, brief mention of blood and gore,don't really think there's anything else here but Araashita kinda got a little superiority complex I guess
He was starting to really hate mountains.
The high altitude meant less oxygen, which he now, unfortunately, depended on continued existence, heightening the feeling of his headache. He used his vision to try to blow more breathable air toward himself. Much better.
On a mountain below him, Zhongli and a few others watched the Creator fall. He could almost laugh, they looked like kids watching a meteor fall until Zhongli snapped out.
It was only a couple of seconds until Xiao caught them on Zhongli's command.
Or it looked like that to him, he didn't know because he had only looked up after a couple of seconds of recovering from the transfer. His love could've been falling for a good 20 seconds for all he'd known.
Incompetent, all of them. The first thing Xiao did after catching you and landing was put you down as though you could walk after falling a couple hundred meters. Even worse, you had scrapped yourself on something, he'd have to take you away as soon as possible.
As golden blood dripped out of the scrape, Araashita could hear the idiots gape in amazement. Had they not believed a word he said? It was ironic, they flaunted their devotion and faithfulness to their Creator, but when faced with the real thing they immediately thought they were an imposter. 
He watched as Zhongli carried them off and they fainted. Jealousy, that's what he was feeling, wasn't it? He was jealous that another man was carrying them, touching them. Scratch that, he was jealous that other people were breathing in the same air as them, but he'd have to deal with it.
After all, they probably wouldn't be as happy in any other place as his love would be here. They'd easily get bored in his application with nothing to do than talk and cuddle, or have sex if they wanted to, even though he knows that he'd be perfectly content living like that. Sometimes, they'd want to go outside or to some club or whatever social craving they had and remember that everything was locked down. 
The only thing he's ever wanted since his creation was their happiness, it was the only thing he's ever known. 
Here, they'd be able to go on fun (yet safe of course) adventures, socialize (only with those he approved of), and do whatever you wanted (as long as they were happy and healthy). If they wanted to, they could even live a peaceful, domestic life with him, staying inside with each other as company. That wouldn't bother him at all.
But first, he had to find them.
The best security in all of Teyvat, his ass.
With his beloved's arrival, many allogenes had gathered to where they'd be staying: an old cave as big as real life Liyue Harbour and Mondstadt combined. They also decided to serve as annoying guards.
Using his foul legacy that was now activated due to the environment, he knocked out regular guards and maids plus the occasional allogene if he could fast. It wasn't hard, after all, he had 'memories' of successfully sneaking into the Cryo Archon's palace with this method. He just had to separate the air from a person long enough to make them pass out. Some of the servants though were stupid enough to try and attack him, their bodies creating a trail of blood and intestines leading to him. He’d have to get all the blood off him before he approached his creator, they wouldn’t be happy with this.
Araashita ran through the cavern halls, searching for them in every room. He seriously needed to pick up a map of this place. 
He saw a maid walking through almost in a rush. Araashita didn’t enjoy hurting others but she wasn’t real. However he couldn’t justify himself with that, after all, he wasn’t ‘real’ either, they were all just pictures on a screen. Now was not the time for another existential crisis, he grabbed her by the throat and pushed her to the wall, threatening to choke the life out of her. “Where are the Creator’s quarters?” He said it so casually that no one would've thought that he was on the brink of ending another person’s life.
“Ke-Keep going down this hallway, make a left at the first turn and then follow the river, it-it’s the one with the extravagant door,” the cowardly maid choked out. Pathetic, she didn’t even try to protect her master from him, an intruder. He let her down but not before sending a thread of his Anemo down her throat so he could kill her by pressurizing it and cutting her insides to shreds.
“I have cursed you, if I find out that you have lied to me you will die a slow and painful death,”  the maid nodded, trying to scamper away. She ran away in the opposite direction to where Araashita was going.
Looking down at himself, Araashita noticed the blood drying on his skin and clothing, definitely had to deal with that. Carefully, Araashita shook off the majority of it by using pressurized Anemo to take it off until he looked acceptable.
Someone had seen him, trying to get blood off himself no less.
Walking through the halls was a familiar face from his 'memories'. 
Ajax of Morepesok. 
A boy subjected to the same fate as he was in the abyss who had been 'given' to him by his old master Skirk. Skirk was strong yet visionless, so to enhance Ajax's skill with his vision, he was put in Araashita's care. Ajax cried on his first night in the starless city. Araashita could still remember it so vividly.
"Here, eat up. And no I won't be depriving you of food tomorrow. The first thing you'll be doing tomorrow is taking a break," Araashita pushed a plate of food in the direction of the boy. He was currently harbouring the boy in his room in the palace, as knight commander and the crown prince’s bodyguard, it was natural that he’d have his own quarters.
He was getting dangerously thin. Araashita knew that Skirk liked to 'make her apprentices feel the true need to survive' but Ajax was practically all skin and bones. If a pile of skin and bones was able to easily best some of Araashita's finest men.
Another effect of the training was that Ajax was bloodthirsty and jumpy, but luckily not to the extent Araashita was after his training with Skirk. Araashita had gone into training a weak boy with a sword he was taught how to use in battle for only a year or two before his mother died and came out a bloodthirsty monster who was only brought back to his senses by his brother or the prince. 
Honestly, that was one of Araashita’s more embarrassing phases. He was young, younger than Ajax had been at the time. Easily swayed by his Foul Legacy’s incessant need for blood or wine to drink even though he bested the corrupted wish in its own game and forced it into a contract with him, he was a murderous demon unless in the vicinity of his brother or the prince for a couple of months. 
All in all, being with Skirk for too long could do one of three things to a human. One, get you killed by the hands of a monster. Two, you'd break from daily horrific sights and most likely end up killing yourself. Three, if you were strong enough, in will and body, you’d crave the thrill of battle. It was also Skirk’s usual excuse for not taking any apprentices besides Araashita and Ajax who were special cases.
When he said that he’d be taking a break, he looked at him as though Araashita said something stupid like, “If there isn’t any sunlight in Khaenri’ah, why is there gravity?” 
Poor boy must’ve been thrown into those monster dens like Araashita was before, never given a break. But other than that, he and his Foul Legacy had probably been itching to kill something or fight someone powerful. 
Araashita had heard from his Foul Legacy who chose to be called Rose, (which was short for ‘Ballad of Bloodied Roses’ his Foul Legacy’s ‘call’) that the Foul Legacy Ajax held was 'quite thirsty for dragon blood'. Araashita interpreted the familiar unusual form of speaking as meaning that the Foul Legacy ‘The Devouring Deep’ had probably made an enemy of Rex Lapis and in their attempts to kill Rex, they made a deal that led to their will becoming a Corruption and as they died, their strongest desire was violence. This heavily affected Ajax when he inherited the Foul Legacy and had him practically obsessed with drawing ichor from his enemies.
“Really? No fighting tomorrow?” Or maybe Araashita was wrong and Ajax really did just want a break. Ajax’s ocean-deep eyes seemed to almost sparkle at the thought of a break despite them looking as dead and dark as his. Ajax continued to stuff his face with the food.
Araashita smiled and pet his hair, surprised that Ajax didn’t immediately attack at the gentle touch, maybe it had something to do with them both having Foul Legacies? “Yes, Ajax, no fighting tomorrow. We can even go out into the city if you think you can handle that.” 
“You’d real-”
“Hey, Shishi! Got any pics of that one recruit, maybe even a file on her? I think she’s in your-” Alya, the crown prince’s sister,  yelped as she ducked in avoidance of a fork thrown with the force of a bullet thrown right at her head. The fork didn’t reach her of course, Ajax’s throwing speed might’ve been fast but as an indirect companion of the Anemo Archon, Araashita was faster. Manipulating the wind, he slowed the silverware down and floated it back into Ajax’s hand.
“Don’t throw that again,” What had he done wrong this time? He meant that affectionately, but Ajax had dropped the fork and placed one of his hands over his mouth in shock.
The kid probably didn’t want to do it, it was just a reflex. When you live in a labyrinth of monsters and bloody challenges for a little over two months, you either die or adapt. Making killing your go-to was how you adapt. Araashita could see tears dripping down his face as he mumbled apologies. 
“Hey, hey… You’re alright, you didn’t mean to. Nothing bad is going to happen to you, I promise. Yeah, that’s good, just let it all out,” Araashita could only hope that he was comforting the boy as he sobbed out two abyssal months' worth of emotions. 
That night, he tucked Ajax into bed like a five-year-old and at the boy’s request, had stayed by his side the whole night. Falling asleep at his bedside.
“Master, it's you!” Ajax was a lot older now, even a bit taller than Araashita too. If he stopped now to talk, Ajax would want to be filled in on everything he missed, losing time Araashita could be spending with his creator. Despite the other man’s clear want to converse, Araashita just ran faster.
Just as he thought, Ajax was running after him. No matter, he just needed to get where he was going.
Araashita ran as though he was jumping off clouds. He used Anemo to hasten his steps, decrease inertia, and move like a ghost. He rushed through the hallway, Ajax behind and almost missed the turn.
'First left turn, then follow the river.'
After a bit more running, he met with a stream of water that looked completely pure. He just had to follow it all the way down.
Araashita had been so focused on getting to his beloved that he completely disregarded the idea that if he was an intruder, people would be trying to catch him. 
At the moment, there were a good couple of characters from Genshin that were chasing him. It was no matter, besides, he'd need to save his energy in the case that stupid dragon decided to turn on him. Of course, Morax being the possessive thing he was would call first dibs on the Creator. It was likely that he was watching them sleep right about now if they haven't woken up yet.
About fifty paces in front of him, he was met with a set of double doors. It reminded Araashita about that one movie that his love had been obsessed with for a little while, playing that one song about someone named Bruno lots of times as they worked. Maybe he should put AI in their house like what appealed to his creator in the movie? He could think about that another time. His beloved was waiting for him.
Various elemental skills were shot at Araashita yet he was able to either dodge them perfectly or neutralize them. Araashita was still ahead of them. Araashita ran past where the Anemo Archon and the current heir to house Kaedahara talked. Shit, if that bard decides to go after him, he knew he'dl get caught.
As an Archon, despite not being able to hand down visions themselves, they could disable others’ use of them. It was the only reason Khanri'ah was completely and utterly destroyed in the Cataclysm. He just need to make sure they can't interfere when he got in the room' Archons were able to disable their respective elements, but they weren't able to disable the binary that makes up their very beings.
He made a little swiping motion, pulling up a holographic version of his creator's computer desktop. Araashita coded this earlier in case he had to 'remove and edit lines of code' or for his creator's convenience but he could use it in other ways. He just needed a wall to separate them once he got to his beloved.
He copypasted the code for the puzzle walls in Enkanomiya just without the 'if' statement that determined if they were solid or not and made it so that they'd default to solid. Checking his coordinates he found a suitable place to put the wall and set it there. Once he got past where the wall would be put up, he only had a few seconds before the other a would pass it. He had to time it just right. 
1,
2,
3!
He pressed 'run' on the program right as he passed the point of the wall. It only took a second for it to go up, his pursuers successfully stopped. Araashita went straight to the door. 'Not locked, so he really is there.'
Araashita opened the door, met with the sight of his Creator cowering in Zhongli's arms. However, as soon as they saw him, they ran toward him, Zhongli completely stunned. He was quickly embraced by his love; Araashita was startled as they pushed themselves into his body like they were trying to take warmth from him. Araashita definitely didn't hate it though.
"Mmm, nice. Damn, best lucid dream, high, or drunk experience I have ever had," they muttered. So they thought this was a dream, huh? Well might as well fess up now, it's not like they'd get upset if they thought this was a dream.
"Oh, uh, I um kinda... Broke into your room here so yeah. Also, they see you as God so they think of me as a threat to your safety, and they most likely want to kill me so I kinda made an invisible wall by coding it in, I'll remove it after, I promise. But what I'm trying to say is that we have like seven to ten people banging on that door trying to kill me, oops!" Araashita quickly spat out, enjoying the cute reaction from his creator.
They hugged him right again and looked back toward the door. Araashita had almost forgotten about that. Multiple yelps sounded from outside along with bangs on what he assumed to be outside. 
Unfortunately, they released him from the hug and started walking to the door. 
They opened the huge gilded door leading into the halls and were met with the product of Araashita’s chaos. 
Behind the door, there were multiple people trying to break down or get over the wall he put up in very… creative ways. 
Despite this, Araashita was only focused on how damn gorgeous his creator was in real life. 
Their clothes were messy, their hair dishevelled, and looked like they had just woken up in a hundred years, but gods they were beautiful. The light from the window behind them perfectly illuminated their figure, maintaining a godlike beauty while still seeming human. 
"Ahem?" His creator was looking at him, most likely prompting him to remove the barrier he created. Araashita pulled up the code screen, highlighted the barrier code, and swiped towards them, letting them use it. Quickly, they deleted the code creating the invisible wall.
"Oh, dear creator, we are so grateful that you are okay. How do you feel, how's that scrape feeling?" That drunk-ass bard was speaking to them. His Foul Legacy kept bugging Dear creator his ass, seriously, no one healed them?
"I'm okay, but I guess I'm kind of confused. I get that I'm having some sort of high drunk fever dream experience here but where the hell are we? I'd be disappointed if this wacky dream didn't make at least a little bit of sense," they answered. Gods, their voice was so nice, he could listen to them all day. He could probably get them rambling on how the enemy attack AIs worked later and just listen to their sweet voice…
Now, they were exposing their scrape for some reason. Most likely, they were prompted by Zhongli to try and convince his love that this was real. 
Pressing a finger to the bruise, they made an expression of deep regret.
 What a shame, there were so many more things they'd be open to doing if they still thought that this was a 'high drunk fever dream'. No matter, he'd have them either way.
Their eyes glazed over like how he saw them through his creator's webcam when they were thinking. Their eyes darted around, most likely calculating some mischievous part of their plans. It was much too soon for the party, so most likely they were thinking of a prank or exploration.
Looks like they'd be raising some hell tonight. 
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