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moustacheshe · 2 years

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Yandere! Green Goblin (tssm) x fem! Reader

Note: I really just slipped into that series ^^' I still hope you enjoy it <3

(f/c) - favorite color

(f/g) - favorite gemstone

Warnings: nsfw, non-con, kidnapping, oral (fem receiving), biting, blood

Please don't read if you are under the age of 18! Furthermore, if you don't enjoy NSFW please skip the part! I marked the beginning and the ending.

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"Good morning Dr. Octavius, I'm so sorry I'm late!" You come in running, into the laboratory. The bus you usually take to reach the Oscorp Laboratory had an accident and was canceled. So you now ran all the way to your work, your half eaten breakfast still in your hand. You run past Otto Octavius, who couldn't say anything as fast as you run past him. Norman Osborn comes walking down the stairs of the laboratory. You couldn't stop in time, so you dodge him on your way. He quickly steps aside, surprised by you rushing past him. "Good morning Mr. Osborn! Sorry Mr. Osborn!" He wants to shout after you, but you've already vanished behind another corner. You quickly go into the locker room, throwing your stuff in your locker and putting on your lab coat. Between those things you take a bite of your breakfast and leave the locker room again.

Running back around the corner you see Norman Osborn still standing on the spot you almost ran him over. The moment he sees you coming he steps in your way. "(Y/n) one moment please!" You start to slow down and come to a sudden stop in front of him, almost crashing into him. "I'm really sorry *pant* I'm late, Sir. My bus *pant* had-" He stops your rambling with a gesture of his hand. "I don't care why you are late, but you should not exhaust yourself like that." You swallow hard while trying to catch your breath. "Look at you... You look horrible." You look away from him and mumble a 'Thank you very much, Sir...' under your breath. "Follow me, please!" He gestures you to follow him. Without any protest you walk behind him.

On your way you walk past Dr. Octavius, who looks at you with a confused expression. "Octavius, I'm borrowing your lab assistant for a few minutes." Norman exclaims, without even looking at the doctor. You just shrug your shoulders and mouth a 'I'm sorry' to Otto. The doctor just smiles at you and rubs the back of his head.

After a while he comes back with a glas of milk (cow, oat, soy, almond you decide) and some biscuits. He puts the glas and the biscuits in front of you and sits down on the other armchair. You just stare at the things on the table, wondering why he's doing this. Norman folds his hands, leans back and crosses his legs. You sit there not knowing what to do or say. "Since you didn't eat breakfast properly, I thought i might offer you something. I hope this is okay, I don't have anything else at the moment." Your eyes widen and your brain stops functioning for a moment. 'Huh?!' "Is something wrong?" You snap back to reality and shake your head. "No Sir! Thank you very much." You take one biscuit, dunk it into the milk and eat it. Norman's frown turns into a slight smile. "What I wanted to talk about to you..." He leans forward resting his elbows on his knees. "I know you always come to work by bus. If there is any reason for you to be late, just call me. You don't have to come here running. Besides doesn't your boyfriend have a car? Can't he bring you to work?" You raise an eyebrow and look at him puzzled. "Why would you assume I have a boyfriend, Sir? I don't have one...and if I do, you know more than me." You answer, laughing nervously at your own joke. Norman seems genuinely surprised by your answer. "Oh well, I never thought that a beautiful young woman like yourself would be single."

Norman takes you to his office and motions you to sit down. You sit down in one of the two armchairs, seated opposite of each other. In between them there is a small table with a tablecloth on top of it. 'Well at least I'm not seated at the big table... The 'I'm about to fire you' table...' "I'll be with you in a moment." The man says and walks into another room.

Indeed, what good news.~ Not that the other scenario would present a problem.

Your face gets a little heated at his compliment and you look down on the biscuits. "Well if that's so, I'll find someone to pick you up." Your head snaps back up and you look at him in confusion. "Mr. Osborn you don't need to do this. I'm well capable of getting here on my own." There is a question you really want to ask, but you decide not to. 'Why does he care so much for me?' You've only worked here for about 3 months and you're still young and inexperienced. So why would he always patronize you? Is it because of your age? "(Y/n) I have to make sure my employees are save and healthy. It'll be no big deal, just one phone call for me." His statement doesn't fit the way everybody else talks about him. It just doesn't make sense.

Suddenly his phone starts ringing, ripping you out of your thoughts. Norman pulls out his phone and looks at the screen. "I'll have someone by tomorrow, don't answer back! Now off to Dr. Octavius!" He stands up and answers his phone. Leaving you behind, confused and speechless.

It is one day after a stressful day of work. Dr. Octavius and you are the only ones left in the laboratory. "This Green Goblin guy really stole Oscorp technology, huh?" You suddenly ask the scientist while looking at the newspaper. Otto looks up from his work and one of his mechanical arms takes the newspaper from you. "Hey, I wanted to read that!" You protest, puffing up your cheeks and crossing your arms. "This is not your concern." He answers looking at the article. You can't quite read his expression. "Well he really crashed that party with all those rich people... But I think Spider-Man will get him eventually." You say trying to ease his nerves...and yours.

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Dr. Octavius sights and rubs his eyes underneath his glasses. "It's already way past the end of your work. Go home and get some rest, I'll stay a little longer to work on the generator." He says, putting down the newspaper. "I just don't wanted to leave you alone Dr. Octavius. If something happens I can-" "(Y/n) that's really sweet of you but you need your rest. Now shoo!" He turns you around with his mechanical arms and pushes you to the door. "Okay, okay. I'll leave." You say raising your hands in defeat. "Good night, see you tomorrow doctor." You give him a little wave and leave the room.

As you enter the room something feels off. The doctor is nowhere in the room. You hear the big generator working. It is until then you spot Dr. Octavius on the small screen on the control desk. He hysterically waves at the camera. You quickly run over and press the button which allows you to speak to him. "Dr. Octavius what is going on?!" You ask, starting to panic. He seems to be in big trouble. "(Y/n)! Did you insert the key into the control desk?!" He asks sounding stressed and angry. "NO! Which key?!" You look around, quickly spotting the red key inserted in the control panel. "What do I do?!" You ask as the generator gets louder and louder. "You need to turn the key to unlock the door and then pull it out in this position. Hurry!" He explains looking behind him to the big machine building up electricity. You quickly step over to the key...

As you are packing your stuff in the locker room you notice something is missing. "Oh shit, I forgot my phone in the laboratory!" You jog back to the control room you and the doctor were in.

Then you let out a yell as you get yanked back. A arm wraps around your neck holding your head locked in place and your body pressed against your attacker. "Well well, what have we here.~ Someone who wants to ruin the fun.~" A awfully misaligned voice speaks behind you. "(Y/n) what is going on?! Please help!" Dr. Octavius's voice sounds from the speakers. You pull at the arm holding you and try to wriggle out of the headlock. "LET ME GO! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU THINKING?! DR. OCTAVIUS I'LL HELP Y- arg! " You let out a strangled noise as the arm tightens around your neck. The stranger giggles at you squirming in his grip. He drags you over to the control desk. "I'm sorry doc, (y/n) is currently not available. Please try again later...if you can.~" Then he starts laughing turning off the intercom. You saw his hand while he turned off the microphone...it was green with claw like fingers. The picture in the newspaper. You swallow hard while you're frozen in fear as you realize who the person behind you is. "Y-You are the...the..." "Oh~ Pardon me, I forgot to introduce myself.~" He suddenly releases you. You stumble forward, catching yourself on the control desk. There's no time to catch your breath as you quickly turn around to face the person. There he is. He's even taller than you imagined him. A huge grin adorns his face and his yellowish eyes are fixated on you. You feel his gaze piercing right into your soul. "They call me the Green Goblin.~ My pleasure meeting you.~" He spreads his arms and takes a bow. 'What a freak.' You thing while pressing yourself against the desk.

Suddenly you feel the building shaking and the generator starts shooting lightning. You see Dr. Octavius on the monitor, he's getting one electroshock after another. The ceiling starts crumbling. 'SHIT!' You clench your teeth and look away from the monitor. The Goblin starts laughing, seemingly very amused about the whole situation. "Ahahahaha, what a show!" You start panicking as you try one last time to get to the key. One last chance to stop this disaster. "Not so fast, princess!~" The Goblin exclaims grabbing your wrist. "No! I need to stop the machine! Dr. Octavius is going to die and the whole building is going to collapse!" You yell at him trying to twist your wrist out of his grip. "Now this is the fun part. What would a show be without 'la grande finale'.~" He says motioning with his free hand.

You whimper as he yanks you forward. He catches you in his arms as you almost fall to the ground. With some more insane laughing he hoists you up and throws you over his shoulder. You let out a uncomfortable noise as you start to struggle in his grip. "WHAT ARE YOU- ? LET ME DOWN!" You yell kicking your legs and pounding on his back. He exits the room. He clicks his tongue and shakes his head. "What kind of behavior is that? I wasn't even planning on saving someone today. You should be thankful." He says acting like he is hurt. "Saving me?! You caused this chaos! And where the hell are you taking me?!" You hiss while pushing yourself up to look over your shoulder. He chuckles at your brave behavior. "Now now, you wouldn't be in this situation if you hadn't come back into the control room. Although I have to say it was quite exiting meeting you.~ But you should be careful to talk to me in that tone of voice. I'm not exactly what you call a nice person, I very much enjoy hurting people.~" You freeze for a moment. 'The newspaper said that he placed a bomb in a room full of people... He has no chill killing... And Dr. Octavius... I am lucky he didn't choose to hurt or...kill me...' The Goblin laughs at your sudden silence. "Hehehe, what's wrong, has the cat got your tongue?" You swallow hard and think about a way out of this situation.

"(Y/n)?!" You hear a faint voice. "(Y/n), where are you?!" It's coming closer. You've sunken down on the door after shouting for what felt like hours. "(Y/n)?! Are you here?!" You know this voice. "Mr. Osborn!" You whisper in realization. Quickly you stand up and start to bang against the door again. "I'M HERE! MR. OSBORN HELP, PLEASE!" Now you hear footsteps quickly coming closer. "(Y/n) are you in here?" His voice comes from right outside the room you are in. "YES! Yes I'm in here!" You shout. The door rattles but it doesn't open. "The lock looks like it melted..." Norman says from the other side of the door. "I'll need to ram the door. Step away from it!" "Okay!" You don't think that he can take down the door, but you step away from it anyway. There are a few forceful bangs against the door before it gives in. It bursts open and Norman Osborn stands in the doorway... You pause for a second. 'Weird...he almost looks like...' There's this unpleasant feeling in your stomach.

Not long after, the man carrying you comes to a sudden stop. He opens a door and you start to panic. "W-What a-are you doing?" You ask nervously. The Goblin doesn't answer you, he just let's you down and shoves you into the room. It's a lumber room. He stands in the door way, leaning against the frame as he grins down on you. You back away from him as far as you can in this small room. "What a shame, I would've loved to spend more time with you.~ But I need to go, I don't want to miss the outcome of my little experiment.~" He explains in a sinister tone, seemingly satisfied with himself. "What experiment?" You whisper with a shakey voice. He chuckles. "You'll see.~" That's when he backs out of the doorway, putting his hand on the door. "We'll meet again (y/n).~ Maybe next time we can spend some more time. I'm starting to like you.~" His shit eating grin grows even bigger as he closes the door and seals it shut with the laser from his finger. You stood there in the darkness of the room, shaking from the experience and his words. Slowly you approach the door and you try to open it. Of course it doesn't. "Hello?! Hello?! Is someone there?! PLEASE HELP! SOMEONE?! ANYONE?! I'M IN HERE!" You bang against the door and start to throw your whole bodyweight against it until your shoulder hurts.

You shake your head and run to Norman hugging him. He seems surprised by this sudden embrace but decides to let it happen. It's not like he didn't absolutely love it... "It's okay now." He strokes your back while you burry your face in his chest. "Dr. Octavius told me you-" "Dr. Octavius! Is he okay?" You interrupt him looking up with a concerned face. Norman's expression darkens. "Yes he's alive but...I'll explain that to you later... You need to tell me who did this." His request sounds urgent. You clench your hands to fists. "It was the...the Green Goblin."

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After that day your life started changing. Norman told you about what happened to Dr. Octavius and you were...devastated. A little relieved that he survived but... You have nightmares about the incident and you can't quite focus on your work. Norman gave you one week off, you told him that you don't need it but he insisted. It is not only that you can't sleep at night but when you wake up...there are scratch marks all over your body. They are not deep but very much visible. At first you thought that you scratched yourself while sleeping, you know...because of the trauma. But those marks don't look like they were made by fingernails. No, they look like claw marks. They are a warning...or more like harbinger...

Getting ready to go out you pack your stuff in a bag. It's weekend and you want to distract yourself by doing something with your friends. You leave the house and walk down the busy street. It's a beautiful day outside and you actually feel very good about today. As you make your way to the next café you see Norman Osborn approaching you. "Good morning (y/n)! I was about to visit you at your home." You raise an eyebrow and look at him confused. "Good morning...why...why would you want to visit me, Sir?" He looks like he's in a rush. "Oh, I just wanted to check on you. You were not looking to good as you left work yesterday. And you still don't look better." He answers, looking concerned. 'Why would he care? His behavior is really weird.' You just give him a soft smile.

You sight as you see new scratches on your body. 'It's him isn't it...' You ask yourself, already knowing the answer. "Hopefully Spider-Man will get him soon...whoever is underneath that mask." You whisper to yourself, trying to calm your racing thoughts.

Oh I would kill for that smile.~ But patience is a virtue...good thing I don't believe in morals. ~

"I'm fine, but thank you for asking Mr. Osborn. I'll have to go now, it was nice meeting you." You say wanting to go past him but he holds you back. "Wait I wanted to give you something." He fumbles in one of his pockets and pulls out a little present. "It's a little something to cheer you up. Just open it when you're at home." Norman says handing you the little package. You take it and are even more confused than before. "Thank you, Sir... But I really can't-" "No discussion! I need to go now, I've still plenty of work to do. Have a nice weekend and I'll see you on Monday." With a little nod and a smile he leaves you standing, still processing the whole encounter.

It is late and your friends brought you home...

You've carefully put the present in your bag and continued your day. The entire day you've spent being with your friends and doing something together. It was a really refreshing and overall enjoyable day. You told your friends about the encounter with your boss and the present he gave you. They all agreed on your boss being a sugar daddy... You just shoke your head and laught at their inappropriate comments. They just can't take this serious...

You enter your apartment and lock the door behind you. The bag you are carrying went flying onto the couch. With a sight you begin to take of your clothes until you're left in your underwear. You go to the bathroom and throw them into the washing basket. Getting rid of the rest of your clothes you step under the shower. The warm water relaxes your sore muscles and the soap washes of all the sweat. You step out of the shower, towel yourself and get ready for bed. Putting on your sleep t-shirt you walk to your bedroom. You open the window and the cool air of a beautiful summer night fills your lungs. With a smile you breathe in deeply, but then you notice something. The present...you didn't open it. You decide to get it and open it in your bedroom, since you probably can't sleep now that you know you completely forgot about it. Sitting down on your bed, you eye the square box in your hand. It is neatly wrapped with a (f/c) ribbon on top of it. Slowly you open it and inside is a jewellery box. "Huh..." It looks very expensive. You open the box and it reveals a bangle. "Wow..." You breathe as you see the jewellery. Carefully you get it out of the box and look at it for a moment. It is gold/silver with a big (f/g) on it. You put it on your wrist and continue to watch it shine in the light.

"What a nice bangle, it fits you perfectly.~" You stiffen and slowly turn your head over your shoulder to face the open window. There he is...the Green Goblin. He sits on the windowsill, one leg dangling of the edge. You quickly stand up from your bed facing him and backing up a few steps. "W-What are you d-doing here?" He smirks and looks you up and down. "My marks look good on you, don't you think?~" You you pull your t-shirt further down, trying to cover yourself. "No! They don't! How do you even get in her? I always lock everything up before going to sleep!" He laughs. "As if a closed window could stop me." The Goblin seems very amused about your silly question. "But you know what? Let me show you another thing.~" He demonstratively raises a finger and presses a button on the gear on his forearm. You hear a beeping sound and look down on your wrist. "What?!" The Goblin presses the same button again and the bangle around your wrist tightens. "Ow! What is-?!" Now panicking you try to get it off. "NO! FUCK!" You curse as it won't move. The Goblin laughs and jumps down from the windowsill into your room. "How do you like my present?~" You look at him in despair. "HOW? ARE YOU WORKING TOGETHER?" He snickers. "Eh, wrong! Who do you think I am?~" Freezing in you action you stare at him. "M-Mr. Osborn?" You ask, your voice shaking. "Bingo.~" His grin gets even bigger.

You feel like passing out. This can't be...or can it? You suspected it maybe one or two times but... For it to turn out to be reality is on a whole nother level. "Mr. Osborn...why? Why do you do this?! I've never done anything wrong. I...I-" He chuckles. "My my, why so nervous, I'm not going to hurt you...if you behave.~ Besides I'm not exactly Norman Osborn we just...share the same body.~ I am the Green Goblin.~" He starts coming closer. "Stay away from me! This is crazy! You are crazy!" You turn around to the door, quickly trying to get out of the room. As you are about to open it a stinging sensation drives from your wrist through your whole body. Like an electric shock, stunning you as you let out a yell. You support yourself on the door, your legs are shaking. The Goblin clicks his tongue and begins to chuckle again. "Ups, I forgot to tell you.~ My little present comes with some small extras installed into it.~" He now stands right in front of you, towering above your shaking form. You begin to panic, starting to breathe faster. "W-What do you want?" You ask glaring up at his face. "Oh, but what a delightful sight.~ I like it even more when you're looking at me like that, thinking you could intimate me.~" He forcefully grabs your chin and squishes your cheeks. With his other hand he grabs one of yours and pulls you closer. You try to get away from him, growling in frustration. "Ohhhh, if looks could kill... I'm so scared.~" He purrs sarcastically. "Now for the reason I'm here. Norman can't be seen taking you. So that's what I'm here for.~ Of course not without my own intentions. We'll keep you with us, we want you to love us as much as we love you."

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Your eyes widen and you don't know what to say. 'I-Is he for real?!' You whimper and struggle even more in his grip. He releases your face but quickly catches your other arm. "Y-You can't do this! You're a monster! Norman has a wife! I'm never going to love you!" You yell at him, hoping that maybe your neighbours will hear it too. "Ouch, I'm so hurt.~ Hehehe, I think I'll need to proof it to you just how much I want you.~" He chuckles, his face twisting into a way more sinister expression.

With a swift motion he turns around with you and shoves you onto your bed. "No! Stop!" You try to get up again but he is faster, throwing your legs onto the bed and sitting himself onto your hip. You try to push him down but he is way to heavy for you. "Don't make a fuss, princess. You're going to enjoy this.~" He fumbles on the back of his belt and pulls out some black ropes. "No, please I-" "Hush! And don't think about screaming...although I would much enjoy hearing your muffled cries underneath a gag." You seal your lips shut, pressing them together until they're only a thin line. You won't give him this satisfaction. He looks a little disappointed at your reaction. Nevertheless the turns you around underneath him, grabbing your arms and binding them together behind your back. You struggle and whimper as he pulls the ropes tight around your wrists. He pauses for a moment and looks at his work. "There, nice and secure.~ I hope you're comfortable.~" The Goblin chuckles before turning you back around.

Now you try to kick your legs in an attempt to get him off you. He simply catches your legs and holds them down with his legs. The Goblin then leans down to you, his head hovering just about the skin of your neck. You can feel his hot breath on it. "This little Goblin is going to give you a really good time.~" With those words he latches onto your neck. He bites down making you cry out in surprise. You close your eyes tightly and bite your bottom lip, trying desperately to make no sound. He begins to suck on the spot he just sank his teeth in, clearly enjoying the taste of your blood. His hands trail down your sides slipping underneath your t-shirt. "S-Stop ngh!" You manage to get out between clenched teeth. The Goblin leaves the spot on your neck, which stings badly and has a tight sensation to it. "Don't be like that, princess.~ I want to have my fun too. At least let me mark you properly.~" He gives you a toothy grin and goes down on another spot on your neck. At least this time he doesn't bite you. Leaving a few smaller marks on your neck he wanders deeper, his claws dragging across your flanks. A whimper leavers your mouth as he gets down from your hip and places himself between your legs. "No! You're not going to-" He interrupts you by grabbing your tights harshly. You curse yourself for not wearing underwear for sleeping. "No, I'm not going to do that. I'll do something way more fun.~" You swallow hard as he chuckles and slides his hands down to your hip. He lifts up your abdomen, revealing your lower lips.

You want to close your legs but the Goblin won't allow it. Your face gets hot and you turn your head away, not wanting to see what he's about to do to you. He chuckles at your reaction. "You're already wet and flustered, how delightful.~" The man then starts kissing the inner side of your tights. Trailing down to your wet womanhood before stopping and looking up at your face one more time. You can feel his breath on your hot skin. "I've been more than patient to finally get to taste you.~ Besides it's way more fun when you're conscious.~" Your head snaps in his direction. "W-What did-" You accidentally let out a moan as he goes down on your sensitive core mid sentence. He circles your clitoris with his rough tongue, spreading your lips with his fingers. You begin to lose control of the sounds you are making and more and more moans escape your mouth. He pauses for a moment, letting you struggle in his grip. "Feels good, doesn't it?" You can't answer as you are way to busy trying to get control back. The Goblin just laughs at your desperate state and throws your legs over his shoulders, latching back onto your womanhood.

As he begins to suck you and his tongue enters your wet opening, you're eyes roll back in their sockets and your spine starts to buckle. You moan loudly as his tongue hits a sensitive spot. He notices and starts to circle that spot, hitting that bundle of nerves over and over again. The stimulation sending waves of pleasure through your whole body. You fight the rope holding your arms onto your back, as you want to claw into the mattress, hold on to something. He enjoys every moment of this, purring into your heat. You feel a tight sensation building up in your abdomen. "Please... Please I-I'm..." You want to beg for him to finally give you your sweet release. He knows exactly what you want and since he waited way to long for this moment, he grants you your wish. He presses down on your sweet spot and you moan loudly as the tight pleasure finally releases. Your sweet nectar emptys in his mouth and he would be a fool to let anything of it go to waste. The Goblin licks up any remaining drop while your whole body is shaking from the orgasm.

Your mind is clouded as your hight slowly ebbs out. "Now, did I promise to much?~" The man asks licking his lips. You don't answer you just look at him through half lidded eyes. "Oh you poor thing, all tired from just one little orgasm.~" He teases you, putting your hip back down onto the mattress. You can't put up with the lack of sleep, the stress and this situation, this is why you are so tired. "Well then I guess you deserve some good rest. After all those sleepless night's.~ It was still fun, entertaining indeed.~ Even your current helpless state is very amusing.~" He chuckles as you increasingly fail to stay awake. "Don't worry princess, I'll take good care of you.~ Sleep tight.~" You allow yourself to close your eyes, not that you wanted to but you have no energy left. The last thing you notice is that you get picked up and carried away.

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#the spectacular spider man #green goblin #tssm green goblin #x reader #yandere #tssm otto #tssm norman osborn #norman osborn #tssm #one shot #art #artist #otto octavius #digital art

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churchboi666 · 2 years

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Kinda hard to write a love themed game and do stuff for it while in rl I got slam dunked out of a relationship,and a lover I thought cared for me for 2 years told me they wont care if I died, had my 2nd failed attempt, im tired, Its too much man.

but Im still trying my best. :-)

#art #digital art #vent #dark topic #yandere #yandere game #update?#im dying mentally and physically #i want to rot in my room #im getting sicker day by day #I wanted to vent sooner #but didnt want to mess up my account with it ya know? but I cant think straight anymore and it feels like im going insane #joker moment?more like green goblin moments(?)#:-)

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huicitawrites · 10 months

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The Hunt

Yandere! Miguel O' Hara x Fem! Spider! Reader

T/W: yandere (slow-burn(?)), dark fic, violence, assault, spoilers for across the spiderverse.

Status: rewritten.

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Word Count: 2,4k

"Y/N! Get. Back. Here. NOW", swinging away from an infuriated Miguel O'Hara wasn't something you had planned or ever thought would occur, never entertained the thought of it. At least not until now, as you desperately attempted to get away from him and somehow escape him- for your dimension-travel watch (as wild as the concept of it sounded) had been snatched by the same man that was madly hunting you down.

How did it even all come to this? Let's rewind, back to the beginning.

Part I

After being bitten by a radioactive spider in a school trip to Alchemax at the young age of 15, you obtained enhanced spider-like abilities: a sixth sense for perceiving danger, incredible reflexes, amazing parkour skills, extraordinary strentgh and flexibility.

And for the past ten years, you have been New York's one and only Spider-Woman.

Learning to use your powers was a whole trip on itself. They awakened rather clumsily -nothing a leap of faith could not fix- as you began to grasp the ropes of being a masked hero in your teenage years [it's safe to say that your teenage years were truly a heck of a rollercoaster].

Handling a double-life was not easy, that is something you have learned with your ten years experience. You saved a bunch of people and thus many lives, you won many times and saved the city countless more. Yet you also earned a bunch of dangerous criminals and villains tailing behind your back that would want to kill you without hesitation and harm you in any way possible.

In spite of the times you were beaten down, left made a mess in the ground, or at the brink of death- you would always get back up because you were Spider-Woman.

Sometimes, getting back up was hard.

The weight of the sake of the city was on your shoulders. And sometimes, that weight crushed you. When you lost your parents it was devastating, because not only had you failed as a hero, but as a daughter.

[Your dad perished in an attempt to save you from an attack of one of many enemies- the Green Goblin . You two happened to be on a ‘father and daughter’ outing in a nice dinner when the Green Goblin tried to draw out Spider-Woman from her hiding place in Brooklyn (unbeknownst of your true identity and much to your own misery and guilt.) After battling the Green Goblin and imprisoning him, you rose with your dead father in your arms, and an huge crack in your heart that would leave a deep scar.

Months later, your mother's followed suit. That day was chaotic, panic filled the streets of New York as The Rhino, a veteran soldier with super human strentgh and a high-techno advanced armor resembling a rhinoceros, laid waste to the city. You were evacuating all civilians nearby, swinging across and into buildings, picking up and scooping anyone you could encounter and putting them out of danger.

It happened as you held falling debris with your arms. You picked up wailing in between the many cries of people, and your spider-sense guided your eyes up from the ground.

A child, no older than five, was crying. He was glued to the floor, too overwhelmed by the calamity surrounding him. A wall from a building was falling on him and your heart beat raced. You still had people below you that were crawling out and the child was a or two block away. Your thoughts raced in your head, you had to save everyone, down to the last live.

"Come on, come on, come on" you muttered in between gritted teeth as you gathered power and lifted the debris into the air. With the help of your web shooter, you pulled all the remaining civilians out and casted aside the courtesy of double-checking as you swinged toward the child.

You could see how the wall fell over him, and you reached out your arm with your forearm out desperately, attempted to pull him out with your web but the wall was already about to touch his head and-

She pushed the child out of the danger, motherly instincts impulsing her feet at the cost of her own life. The child was pushed onto you and you brought him flush against you with your web, arms encasing him as you witnessed the wall collapse on her.

In shock and disbelief, you gently lowered the child to the ground and ran to the fallen wall. Once again in despair, you clawed through the debris and searched for your mother’s body.

You found her bruised and crushed, her face deformed. You brushed the dust off it. Her pained groan was faint, and you begged her right there and then not to leave you. Not to leave you alone, again.

“Is the kid al…?”

“Yes! Don’t, don’t talk. Help, help is coming. You have to stay, you have to.” But her eyes were already fading, and her limbs growing weak. Your disguised hand snatched up hers and you cried,

“Mom!”

She recognized your voice, the one she cherished the most. Her fading eyes gathered all the warmth they could muster and she reached out a quivering hand to your cheek. Her fingers slid into your mask, and she felt your tear stained skin.

“Ah my baby…[Y/n]…I’m so proud... Your father would be so proud... keep it up”. Her last words were voiced with strain, but you would always remember them.]

They became the fuel for your mission, and no matter how many times you were beaten to the ground and wounded to no end, you stood back up. You would save everyone else, no more deaths, you swore upon your parents' last moments.

Now in your adult life, you found yourself in a stable life besides the implications your side hustle not-so-side -hustle brought. You had an adequate job as a writer for small titles in a decent newspaper, and you had a department you shared with your childhood best friend, Peter Parker [who eventually became your tech-desk guy. Hiding your true identity from your best friend and roommate would have never lasted long anyway. You remember clearly the day you climbed into the living's window, beat up, bruised and tired, when the lights suddenly turned on and a Peter with crossed arms and an eyebrow raised was waiting for you like a parent whose child was past curfew. You were without your mask on. Nonetheless, after stuttering uncontrollably and failing to explain and just simply breaking down in front of him. Without saying any words, he took out the first aid kit and reassured you with a smile. You were so grateful to him.]

So now here you were, crouching on the top of The Clock Tower, the moonlight casting its light on your back and darkening your silhouette. Earlier in the day you dealt with some thugs and minor crimes, but since the sun fell nothing happened. That was odd, NYC was never quite, least of all times at night.

But your spider-sense was running, not rampant, but definetely there like annoying itch on the nape. Something had to be off, you knew it.

"Um, I'm not picking up anything, (Y/n). Maybe you should be calling it a night, you've been doing good work so far. You did lower the crime rate, after all."

"You sure Pete? There's this feeling in my gut and-"

"Your 'spidey- thingy' ?".

"Spider-sense, spidey-thingy sounds dumb" you answered with a small groan, rolling your eyes although he could not see the.

He chuckled, "Yeah, yeah, whatever," he turned serious " but I'm not getting anything from anywhere. From police radios and stations to our own hidden cameras"

"Nothing? Sure?"

"I mean everything is awfully quiet now that I think about it... All I can pick up is glitching, let's see... let me do my thing and-" you could hear frantic typing through the comms of your suit within the mask, you could even picture Peter hunching and fixing his eyeglasses.

What he said left you pondering. Glitching? It couldn't be a coincidence that all the radio signals he could pick up were glitching.

"Aha! Here it is, your spidey-thingy was right." this time, you chuckled as if saying 'see?'. He continued, "-this should be a very hidden signal from the special forces team. Seems classified, man they should really put a little more money into whatever software they use to protect their privacy" and he pushed on one final 'enter', the glitching and static got louder almost startling you to which your friend apologized softly, but it evened out.

"Report the situation, Lieutenant Stacy"

"Requesting back-up right now, suspect is armed with advanced equipment, we are at the Port, South East, many of my men and women have been wounded and- oh, shit, shit" The man's words died down with the sound of something big crashing and breaking.

Well, that's your cue. You stood up on your toes and balanced you body weight forward, diving to the ground. With your limbs extended, you stretched your forearm and extended your wrist, web shooting out from the slick web shooter Peter designed.

Swinging from building to building under the night sky, you jumped across billboards and slid past tight spaces as you were heading to the location of the conflict, and the closer you swinged, the wilder your spider sense got.

When you arrived at the port, you saw a SWAT truck that was flipped over, it had a huge dent in the form of a what seemed to be a claw mark, and the windows had been broken. There were a few members on the floor, and you noticed there were two trying to lift the heavy vehicle.

"Let me help," you announced your presence and they whipped their heads. Their faces were glistening with sweat and dirt, and you could notice their equipment was damaged. You crouched and lifted the truck, there was one member there below, and his leg was twisted the other way, but he was breathing- well, panting.

Without further a do, the soldiers went and dragged out their friend. A soldier's face lit up, though they seemed hesitant [after all, your line of work was kind of controversial among the government and its forces] but they were thankful. "Thank you, Spider-Woman", their voice was genuine and you smiled below the mask.

"Your welcome, leave it to me" winking at them through your lense, you nodded and propelled yourself to the ceiling of the warehouse. You noticed a roof canopy at the center, lucky you, and brought the palm of your hand to it. Utilizing your sticky finger pads, you carefully removed a pane of glass and entered the building without making a sound.

"Be careful, please" Peter voiced with worry.

You hanged the web from it's strongest point at the peak, and slowly lowered yourself down until your hand gently brushed the cold floor . You got off the web and crawled in direction of the tingling of the spider-sense. You found some warehouse crates, pressed your back onto them, slowly leaning your head out to take a peak.

A man stood there, a middle aged man by the looks of him. He had a round pair of black sunglasses on and a large leather coat on, but the most outstanding feature was apparently behind him. Four metal tentacle-like arms sprouting from his back, with threatening looking claws. That had to be the thing that put such a dent in a SWAT vehicle, the advanced equipment you heard of in the interception.

He was ranting about something, speaking to himself. "The power of the sun at the palm of my hand, only to be ruined by that fucking-"

‘What is this man even talking about…’

His words died down in your ears as it took a few seconds for your spider-sense to peak, and you scrunched your face features. Your eyebrows furrowed and your eyes squinted, cheeks squeezing up and causing the lenses of the mask to stretch and flatten.

"(Y/n)? Found anything yet?" Peter inquired.

"This man... I think I know him... but also not..." At this point, your spider-sense was rampant. Your gaze still confused as you tried to decipher him. Your spider sense was alerting you of this oddly familiar feeling. It was someone you had dealt with before, but also someone new. Simply off-putting.

Then the realization fell on you, his tentacle-like arms.

"Is that Doc Ock!?" Without getting a hold of your reaction, you accidentally raised your voice and revealed your location. Your spider-sense tingled again, this time, sensing imminent danger as you backflipped and dodged the incoming attack. The crate you were hiding behind of was broken into splinters.

"Come on out, Spider-Man!" he shouted, his voice in pure anger.

Spider-Man? As long as you remember, you never referred to your disguised self as Spider-Man...

"It's Spider-Woman, mind you" You revealed yourself off the shadows, and the light basked in your costume, revealing its signature colors and design. "Do I know you by chance?" you tited your head, inquisitive in your tone as you were trying to figure things out.

The man's expression fell, and his rage was replaced by annoyance.

"Is this some kind of sick joke, Spider-Man? Have you forgotten the name of the man whose work of life you ruined, Otto Octavius." His tongue rolled of his name with spite and you widened your eyes.

"Doc Ock? But, you are different. You are totally human". Last time you checked, Doc Ock was a mad scientist that turned himself half-octopus by bioengineering his genetics in the name of some sort of sick evolution idea. He had tried to turn the city into mutants like himself for 'the sake of humanity's future' and you managed to stop his plans. Furthermore, he had been sent to a high-security prison for villains, where an anti-serum is being developed to turn him back and halt his aggression.

"Are you pulling my leg Spider-Man?" He said with disbelief, and he began to appear more and more angry by the second. He muttered something below his breath, and you swore you saw one of his tentacles turn toward his face as if it were sentient and listening...

"I've told you it's Spider-Woman." You huffed out, chest puffing out. You had a bad feeling about this...

The man's hand ran down his own face and he groaned, visibly tired. "Well, whatever, but you do appear to be an ally of Peter Parker's, your costume and your name leave little room for further speculation". The mention of your friend raised up your guard, how did he know Pete? Any doubts and hesitation erased themselves of your mind, for your friend could be in lethal danger.

"Oh? What's the matter, 'Spider-Woman'," he sneered.

"Picked right on the web, hmm?" He edged on, a dangerous smirk dancing on his face and two claws raising up in the air, ready to pounce.

There was not much to it, as you jumped sideways to dodge whatever that clawed-tentacle-armor was. You found yourself right back at the gig, fighting a villain as the one and only Spider-Woman.

Or so you thought.

A/n: Hi! So when I first saw this fictional man I KNEW I had to write about him, originally, it was going to be a long one shot, but I decided to break it into parts. I expect this story to be up to 3 parts or 4 as most. Anyhow, I hope you come to like it!, and sorry for the long- ass intro, I really wanted to dwelve deeper into reader as a spider person. Next is the real thing. I have seen some people have asked me to tag them, so don’t be shy to ask too!

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faesdreaming · 10 months

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Yandere Miguel O’Hara Headcanons

a/n: there are two routes platonic and romantic, which will be bolded and colour-coded like this, please forgive my spanish i am breaking out my high school spanish classes.

tw: yandere themes, possessive, obsessive, and controlling behaviour, potential spoilers, suggestive themes (romantic route), captivity, canonical inaccuracies, implied neglect (platonic route)

•Becoming the hero Arachnid wasn’t something you ever planned on happening. You were just going about your regular, every day life when a radioactive spider bit you. The spider that bit you gave you amazing powers that you utilized to become the amazing, the one and only friendly neighbourhood Arachnid! Then, you were suddenly pulled into another dimension that was almost exactly like yours and discovered that you weren’t the only one of well you after all.

•You, alongside other spider-themed heroes, joined forces against Kingpin in order to return to your home dimensions. However, that wasn’t your last adventure with the multiverse. Your next encounter would occur a few months after your first misadventure. Having finished fighting the Green Goblin, you were ready to end the night there. Then, a portal similar to the one that brought you to Miles’ dimension opened up. Out came a tall, well-muscled Spider-Man and a Spider-Woman

•They introduced themselves as Miguel O’Hara and Jessica Drew and informed of the Spider society they’d formed. You were offered membership by them. Well, by Jessica. Miguel was staying silent. You don’t know why, but you felt as though he was watching you. He was, of course, he was right in front of you, but this felt eerie. Your senses were telling you something was wrong but Jessica was so nice and you really were excited and honoured to be given such an opportunity. So, you take it.

Romantic Route:

•Miguel stared at you intently. He’d been watching you for a while now, observing. You resemblance was uncanny— you looked exactly like his spouse. Not his spouse exactly, but the one the other had. You looked like the partner that Miguel had grown to love alongside his daughter. A variant of them. Although he was initially against you joining, it would be easier to watch you— look out for you if you joined the lobby.

•After your acceptance, Miguel tasked Jessica with guiding you around the lobby. He didn’t trust anyone else and he couldn’t bare to do it himself. He couldn’t handle himself around you. It wasn’t just your appearance that was uncanny, it was everything. You mannerisms, habits, likes, interests, everything. How Miguel yearned for you. Yearned to feel your touch, your kiss. Yearned for the happiness he once knew.

•But that would break the canon, wouldn’t it? The memories of his world, his family fading from existence because he broke the canon. He couldn’t let that happen again. So, he behaved coldly towards you. But as Miguel continued to watch you and interact with you, he started to doubt. You were a variant of his partner, but your dimension didn’t have a variant of Miguel O’Hara. Perhaps, he rationalized, this was canon. Your fates were meant to be intertwined. He needed you and you needed him. That was canon.

•Miguel strikes when you least expect. Spends weeks carefully planning. He stalks you, memorizes your routine to a point. He assigns you a mission, not overly-difficult but not easy. Something to tire you out. With your senses dulled and the weariness from the fight left you susceptible to his attack. Quickly, stealthily and by surprise, he subdued you. His sharp fangs biting into the tender skin of your neck, paralyzing you.

•When you come to, you find yourself in an unfamiliar room. Yet there are familiar objects lying around; trinkets and photos that had disappeared. Your spidey-senses were going off the rails and that’s when he came.

“Miguel?”

•He tells you you’re here for your safety and for the safety of your dimension. Swears you’re meant to be with him, that it’s canon. Warns you of the consequences if you break the canon. You stare at him, intaking his audacity. Then, you shriek at him. Call him out on his absolute bull. Miguel sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. He ignores your screeching and leaves. Obviously, you’re still in shock. You’ll come around.

•Almost a month later, lo and behold, you still haven’t come around to being pliant with your captor. Miguel is a man of many things, but patience is not one. He is so very tired, having to deal with Lyla’s teasing and the other Spider’s bullshit. Is it too much to ask to come home to his loving spouse? Just like he used to.

•Apparently, it is. Seeing as you aren’t his spouse, but someone he locked up, you scream at him. Unholy screeches whenever you see him. Today, Miguel’s had enough. Large hands wrap around you and slam you against the headboard of the bed you’re chained too.

“Enough.” He hisses. “¡Mierda! I won’t hear it. ¿Me entienden? You stay here. If the safety of the multiverse won’t convince then maybe the safety of your aunt will.”

•The moment the vague threat passes over you freeze entirely. You’ve lost almost everyone, everyone but her. Carefully, you suck in air. Large tears brim at the edges of your eyes. as you look Miguel directly in the eyes. His eyes, dark and dangerous, bore back into yours.

“Please Miguel,” you whisper. “I’ll stay. I’m sorry. Don’t hurt her.”

•Miguel softens at your submission. However, he still doesn’t trust you. He pulls himself off you and stalks out, leaving you laying on the bed, dazed. From that day forewords, you become more compliant. You listen to Miguel and don’t fight him. Miguel knows that he can’t keep you locked away forever. People were asking questions. With your ‘good’ behaviour, you’ll be granted more privileges. More freedom, if that’s what you can call it. You’ll never truly be free, trapped under Miguel’s watchful eyes. But you’re able to go into the lobby again. To talk with people, even if you do so bearing Miguel’s marks. You know you can’t escape him, not when he could take away the little you had left, not when he would hunt you down through every universe. For now, you know you can’t escape Miguel’s grip.

Platonic Route:

•When Miguel saw you for the first time, he felt the world stop around him. It was as though there was nobody else but you and him. You, who was the only variant of his dead child that wasn’t truly his. He watched as you swung around, mocking villains and making clever quips. Miguel’s heart ached for you, for himself, for his dead daughter and child. As he watched you, memories of holding his child as they died because of him resurface. Once more, does Miguel feel the bitter sting of grief and loss.

•Oh, how Miguel desires to hold you, to cradle you close and never let go. But he can’t, he won’t. You’re not his child. You’re not the child he failed to protect. No, you’re a child he can protect. Thus, his decision to allow you to join the spider-society, if only to watch over you and protect you. Your family clearly isn’t doing a good job at it. Miguel spends more time than necessary looking after you. Not that he meant to, of course. You were just so vulnerable. You needed guidance. You may have been s superhero but you were also a child.

•Under Miguel’s guidance you thrive. He teaches you proper fighting techniques, improves your web-shooters and other tech you have and acts as the father figure you need. His teaching method is firm yet gentle. Miguel remains stern, however, everyone notices how soft he is with you. Life is good in the lobby. To be honest, sometimes you consider staying forever. Or more accurately, Miguel implies you should.

•Yes, he was originally not going to interfere. But it was you who made the decision to stay, so obviously that meant something. And Miguel wouldn’t lie, whenever you returned to your Earth to fulfill your duties as Arachnid, he could barely think he was so worried. Every villain encounter, every scrape and bruise is another chance to fail to protect his child. Miguel gets more desperate over time. Your time in the lobby is almost exclusively spent with him. Every mission is with him, every meal is with him, almost every moment is spent by Miguel’s side. And honestly? You’re starting to get s little sick of it.

•Not that you were complaining. You’re so grateful for the opportunities Miguel gave you, but he’s so overbearing. Maybe it’s normal, you rationalize, you’re family isn’t very close. Besides, you’ve seen Peter B. Parker with Mayday. Even Miguel isn’t that clingy. Your senses are blaring danger and to get away, but your yearning for love and affection suppress them. You continue to push down your instincts until you can’t. Until you decide to listen to your doubts— only to prove them wrong, of course. However, just your luck, your instincts are proven correct. You discover a goddamn tracker implanted in your arm.

•Finally, everything clicks. Everything Miguel does? Not normal! Just creepy, especially this. Thus, you decide to leave. You dig out your tracker and stitch the wound back up. You leave the tracker where you know Miguel will find it and leave, discarding your portal bracelet. You return to your Earth for the final time, intent on never leaving again.

•When Miguel returns to find your tracker and no trace of you, he goes ballistic. You left, he can’t protect you. You’ll get hurt, you’ll die. Miguel can’t risk losing you. He travels to your Earth in search of you. There, he tracks you down to find you losing badly against the Green Goblin. You’re clutch your ribs, bruised and bloody. The moment he sees you like this, Miguel enters a blazing fury. He attacks the Goblin viciously, pounding him until a sickening crunch is heard and the Goblin’s neck snaps. You collapse, from your injuries and the shock of witnessing Miguel kill the Goblin.

•Your chest seizes, hyperventilating. You can hear your heart beat racing as Miguel turns to you. He watches you panic and slowly paces towards you. You attempt to scoot away, but you can barely move. Miguel’s mask is off. You can see his eyes being filled with the same eerie softness as the day you met. Carefully, he leans down and large hands grasp onto you. You struggle as best you can, squirming despite the pain.

“¡Ay! Cariño.” He admonishes gently. “Be still, you’ll hurt yourself.”

•Regardless of his orders, you continue to squirm. Sighing, Miguel extended his fangs and bit down on your neck. Paralyzed, you fall limp in his arms. Carefully, he maneuvers you so to not hurt you. He cradles you to his chest as he inspects you over.

“We’ll get you checked out when we go to your new room. ¿Estàts bien?”

•Unable to do anything, you lay helpless in Miguel’s arms as he takes you to your new fancy prison cell— or room as he calls it. From there, you’ll be safe. Somewhere only Miguel knows, a place he can be certain he can protect you. Yes, you’ll stay locked away in your gilded cage, guarded by Miguel. Safe from the world, from every threat but him.

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the-broken-truth · 10 months

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Platonic Yandere Miguel O'Hara w/ Spider Brother Reader From Alternate Universe

Summary: You have been the Spider-Man of Your Earth when you come contact with Miguel O'Hara of the Spider-Society and are asked to join. During your time at the Spider-Society, Miguel seems rather protective of you, even obsessive, but you don't know why. That is until you uncover his secret. Can you escape back to your Earth or are you doomed to remain with Miguel forever?

[Your Earth - New York - Your P.O.V]

You were swinging thought the air when the intercom in your ear began buzzing before the sound of the commissioner blasted in your ear stating that the Green Goblin was attacking the city which was strange because the Green Goblin was locked up in prison - something wasn't right in this situation but you knew that something had to be done, there was no way that you were going to let The Green Goblin to destroy the city.

You arrived just in time to shield the officers from the bombs the Green Goblin was throwing before you slingshot yourself to knock the creature off of the hoverboard he was riding on, knocking him to the roof before you used your webshooters to tie the Green Goblin up; you picked him up and was going to bring him to the police when a portal opened up behind you and a figure walked out of it: A Towering Figure wearing a black and red Spider-Man Suit with a strange device on his wrist. You placed the Green Goblin down and walked over to the towering male - at least what you could tell from his towering figure - and asked him what he was doing there. He just looked at you before looking at the Green Goblin behind you before walking pass you when another figure walked out of the portal - a female this time with a white and black Spider-Woman Suit with a hood. They walked over to the Green Goblin and placed a bracelet on his wrist before the towering male picked up the creature and walked into the portal with the female following him before the portal closed. You stood there confused for a moment before you took off into the night.

[Later That Night]

You returned to your apartment through the open window after making sure no one was outside to watch you go inside - a breath of relief left your lungs before you pulled off your mask, threw it on the desk by your bed and threw your tired body on the bed before closing your eyes. Your mind wandered with the events of today's events - mainly the tall man and short woman in Spider-Men Clothes that took the strange Green Goblin before leaving through a portal. Suddenly, your spider-sense began going off and your shot a web rope to your mask and slid it over your head before the familiar portal opened up in your room and the female walked out alone. She introduced herself as Gwen and explained that she came form the Spider-Society on Earth-928B in a place called Nueva York. Apparently, the tall male watched him deal with the Green Goblin - an Anomaly, as she put it - and they wanted you to join the Spider-Society. You thought about it and told her you wanted to take a look, with a smile, Gwen gave you a bracelet to keep you from Glitching as Gwen put it before the two of you walked into the portal which closed behind you.

Once you got out of the portal, you found yourself in the Spider-Society's Headquarters when you came face to face with the tall man but he wasn't wearing his mask - His short brown hair, blood red eyes, a brown skin slowly turned to the two of you as Gwen pulled her mask off and told you to the same, you were hesitate as first but you did it nonetheless. The Tall Man looked down at you with wide eyes as if he saw a ghost before he jumped from what he was doing and landed before the two of you. He slowly watched towards you with his hand up and grazed your cheek with the palm of his hand before you asked him not the touch you. When Gwen said that she wanted you to join the society, the tall man agreed and went back to doing whatever he was doing.

[About A Month Later]

You had been working with Gwen to hunt down Anomalies from multiple earths and returning them to their proper place but there was something strange about Miguel - The Leader of the Spider-Society & The Spider-Man of 2099 of Earth-928B. Miguel would insist that you remain close with him if you weren't doing missions with Gwen or himself - he didn't want you around anyone else but him and Gwen, which you didn't understand; he didn't even want you to talk to the Station's A.I. - Lyla. There was something about him that you didn't like... Okay, there were a lot of things about him you didn't like: He was controlling - he tried to keep you near, feed you what he wanted you to eat, stopping you from making friends with the other Spider-Men or just making you stay when it was time to return home.

One day - you were looking for Miguel and couldn't find him so you went to his area and found it empty when you noticed something floating in the air - it was an image of Miguel and...you? You looked at the image with your wide eyes - it was there clear as day, an image of you and Miguel, smiling and looking like a family and according the the image's information - it was you, a different version of you, one that was Miguel's Younger Brother who died during a mission and it just so happened that today was his birthday, and your birthday. You realized why Miguel was looking at you so much, why he was so clingy to you, why he wanted to keep you with him for so long...

You had to get out of here.

You turned around only to come face to face with Miguel's Red Eyes as he looked at you with sadness in his eyes before he walked over to the image and hung his head low before he began talking to you.

"You wanted to be a Spider-Man so bad when you got your powers and I was against it... I didn't want you to deal with this kind of life but you were persistent and I caved in and let you join. We were on a mission when out of now where your were attacked by an Anomaly and taken away from me but now... Now you are back and I am going to protect you this time, Little Brother. I promise, everything is going to be alright." Miguel said as he turned to look into your horrified eyes.

"I'm not your brother, Miguel... I think it would be a proper time to leave and never come back." You said as you walked over to the machine that opened portals to other universe and entered in your Earth's Coordinates but before you could enter them in, you were trapped in a red lasso and yanked back before you felt two large arms wrap around you, you struggled but he was stronger than you and wouldn't et you go.

"You're not leaving me again, Little Brother." Miguel said as he opened his mouth and stuck his fangs in your neck and bit down, releasing the toxin in your system before letting you go. You were wobblily, your were getting weaker by the second, you tried to get to the portal before you fell before it. You crawled to the portal and reached for it when Miguel walked over to the machine and closed it - taking away your freedom. Miguel crouched behind you and placed a hand on your cheek before telling you everything was going to be alright and it was time for you to sleep now...and that's what you did.

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obsessivevoidkitten · 11 months

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Shark Baited Ooh La La! Pt. 2

Yandere Goblin Shark Merman x Purple Firefish Merman Reader (CW: Kidnapping, blood, pain, peril, sharkman yandere, mermen, merfolk, anglerfish merfolk that try to kill the reader, minor character death, their living privileges are revoked most thoroughly, thalassophobia, a horrible title with a very forced pun for which I refuse to apologize) Word count: 1k (Sorry this took 11 months for me to start. No smut here, but I think if you read both parts together they fit nicely. Happy mermay!!) First part can be found here: Shark Baited Ooh La La! Pt. 1

It was easy to make the decision that you should try to make a break for it, there was nothing he could do to you if you were caught that he hadn’t already done and even a small possibility of making it home was worth it. You held your breath as you carefully extricated yourself from Damian’s sleep-loosened grasp, you had enough wits about you to grab a sharp looking dagger Damian had hanging on the wall, and then quickly made your exit out of the sea cave that he called his home.

Wasting no time you swam with all the urgency that your exhausted and aching body could muster. You remembered the general direction and swam and swam and swam.

But once the sea cave was behind you you were left in the cold embrace of open ocean. Your whole life was spent inside the city and reef you had called home, over time the natural homing instincts of your kind had been almost completely lost and you were no exception.

While you were indeed heading in the correct general direction that wasn’t enough as just being a bit off would end with you not being able to find your way home. Inevitably you veered just a bit and found yourself completely lost, though you didn’t realize it yet.

Only when you felt that you had swam for hours did you finally realize that you should have already arrived back to the safety of your home.

Now you were panicking, this was not a place for you. This was not a good place for anyone except the mightiest predators of the ocean. And you were vulnerable. You were tired from your previous struggles trying to escape Damian after he tied you up, you were battered, bruised, and sore from the rough fucking he had imposed on you, you were tired from your hours long swim in search of home, and to top it all off you were weighed down by being full of Damian’s eggs.

You could practically hear your heartbeat, sure that at any moment something or someone would emerge from the endless blue surrounding you and make a meal of you. Your hand shook as you gripped the dagger you stole tightly.

In your fear you desperately searched aimlessly for any sign of your beloved reef. But it was simply no use. You were on the verge of tears, but then things got even worse…

Suddenly you were swept up in a powerful current! Had you been at full strength you almost certainly could have been able to power through it and remove yourself, but in your current state there was just nothing for it. You were swept deeper and even farther away from your goal. You were unable to even maintain a grip on your weapon as it drifted uselessly below.

You were only swept up in the current for several minutes but it felt like hours, when you were finally released you found yourself a decent distance above a large and sinister looking trench. The cold caused you to shiver, you were not used to the cold water that occurred at this depth.

Out of the trench you saw three orbs of light shortly followed by the dimly illuminated forms of three thin merfolk of some kind, too far away to really make them out. You immediately dashed away as best you could but your own bioluminescence gave you away and made for an easy hunt.

It didn’t help that the current had beaten most of your remaining energy out of you.

They easily began catching up to you and you could soon see that these were anglerfish merfolk, if the sickly green glow of their lures didn’t give them away then the wide empty eyes and the wide gaping maws and lolling tongues certainly did.

"Please! Please leave me alone!" You sobbed desperately.

As they steadily pursued you and came ever closer they finally entered striking distance. They lunged.

You spun around sharply, smacking one away with your tail with strength you didn't know you had while dodging another. But a few lucky strikes couldn't save you from a small pack of skilled predators.

The third one managed to catch your arm and bit down on your hand causing you to shriek in pain. Red flowed from your arm behind you as you managed to shake your assailant loose. You swam as fast as you could but you didn't make it far before you were pulled back by the sharp clawed hands of these angler folk.

"NO NO NO NOOO!" You screamed, hurting your throat, as you felt teeth sink into your tail.

Suddenly the pressure of the bite stopped as the anglers that had their hands on you were pulled swiftly backwards. Confused, you looked up to see your hero, Damian, as he crushed the throat of one of the anglers and viciously bit into another until it stopped moving.

The final one came at him and grabbed it and easily snapped its neck.

Now that all three had been deaded most thoroughly Damian swam over to you where you were struggling to keep yourself in place in the water.

"Fucking dumbass! What were you thinking!? That you could just run off? Think I couldn’t follow your scent?"

Despite his harsh words he gently picked you up and held you close.

"When I woke up without you in my arms I was so fucking pissed! But... looks like you learned your lesson so... I won't be hard on you..." He kissed your head and started swimming back to his nest. He wanted your wounds dressed as soon as possible and then he wanted to hold and kiss you as you slept in his arms.

"Your wounds don't look life threatening but I still need to treat em'. Okay babe?"

You responded only with a soft sniffling whimper and by burying your head in his neck. You were bruised, bleeding, and fatigued. You just wanted to be home, and you supposed that meant Damian's den because you surely weren't ever going to attempt to escape again.

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mayullla · 1 year

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Quest: Find a lost boy who ran away from home to the forest.

Character(s): Orc (Oc / Original work) Summary: You headed to the forest in search of the boy and happened to find an orc camp and somewhere on the side saw the boy in the hands of a tall orc. Tags/warnings: Yandere!monster (male monster), fem!reader, kidnapped/trapped, violence (both to the reader and outside), constant fear of being eaten, running away, being treated like a pet Note: Just to make sure while I was writing this I wasn't thinking the dnd style kind of thing but more so the generic common monsters that you find in games that you must kill RPG. (.... just that the orc is very tall and buff...)

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Find a boy who ran away from home. The boy had gotten into a fight with his father because he didn't want to help out with work preferring to go out and spend time with his friends. The boy had run away in the morning but didn't come back home even after the sun started to set. His parents were worried and looked everywhere in the village but no sight of the boy.

They found out that someone had seen the boy running to the forest alone. They were in terrified when they heard it and the father wanted to walk straight into the woods and search for his son but was stopped by his friends who tried to calm him down. The man was nothing more than a farmer and it would be dangerous for him to go into the forest like this when there was many monsters lurking within the woods. It was preferable that someone who had the skills to handle it.

That is probably where you come in when you took the quest. Their pay wasn't really luxurious which was understandable for a farmer's family you thought that there could be a chance that their friends also chipped in a bit of money to help out in paying the fee.

But what you found in the search was something different and more severe for it could cost the lives of the whole village.

Ho... you looked at the camp made out of goblins and orcs. This was too dangerous for you to handle alone you thought to yourself as you looked at the armed orcs and the laughing goblins carrying rusty swords.

Goblins in this world are not necessarily the smartest, or most powerful strength or stealth wise as a matter of fact they are known to be weak alone and even beginner hunters can mostly take care of them if given the right training. And while many tend to stick in groups of 30 or less you never really saw this many of them at once.

There were more than 80 goblins from what you can see. Wild monsters that laugh so painfully to your ears as you were sure that there were more. Yet you could not help but gulp when you saw the many orcs around the tribe while not as many as the goblins they were half the many as goblins. Tall green-skinned monsters were taller than the people that you know. Long canine teeth show as they guard the borders of the camp with strong builds, tattoos, and necklaces of skulls both humans and other creatures you knew that these orcs were not for show.

You were supposed to run away and tell the guards of a nearby village that about the camp when you heard a small child screaming voice.

Running to the sound, you found a boy held by his collar by an orc. The boy tried to kick the orc yet it was useless when you compare their builds, the orc was too strong. That child was about to be taken by the orc when you screamed at them with your dagger out ready to hurt. "Realise the kid, unless you want to die." You warned the orc who stared at you. He didn't seem intimated at you, almost as if looking down at you with his bored stare.

He was taller than you, taller than humans. To him, you were nothing but a plant of wood at best or very thin twigs of bones.

Glancing at the child then at you as he moves the child back facing you, closer to you. You wondered if the monster was going to mock you for even trying, when you see his muscles you knew it might as well take three to four knights moving all together to even have a chance to take it down compared to an adventurer like you.

"Trade."

.... What...?

The gruff voice told you, not expecting them to say something like you have to do a double take wondering if you heard that wrong. Yet it seems that you weren't mistaken as he huffed in your silence.

"Trade boy. You stay."

"What..." You could not believe what the orc was talking telling you to trade your life if you wanted the boy to live. You considered it but fear swelled in your heart till you heard the boy's whimper and looked at him. Tears in the boy's eyes, he was terrified.

"You stay... boy let go. You mine." The orc repeated again, looking at you waiting he still held the boy on the neck.

The boy's life was within your hands. The boy whimpered again as the orc's grip tightened on the boy's clothes. He wasn't patient. "Trade!" You screamed at the orc your eyes on the boy.

The orc looked satisfied as he dropped the boy to the ground and as you tried to take the boy away cautious of the orc instead of attacking from a change of mind or taking the boy away saying that was all just him mocking you he instead grabbed you.

"HEY! LET GO OF ME!!" The orc tossed you on his shoulder as if you were nothing but a potato sack. You tried to scream as you beat his back with yours but he didn't seem bothered by your feeble attempts.

You yelled at the boy to get away from here and that you can handle yourself, the boy tried to help yet the moment he tried to grab a strong the orc growled at the flinching boy.

When you could not see the boy, far away that you were sure that he had time to run away if something goes terribly wrong you started to protest demanding that you would let down this instant as your leg and fist hit his muscles you knew he wasn't pained by any of your feeble attacks and what weapon you had was quickly tossed away by him the moment he threw you on his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

You were getting close to the camp...

You gulped as the goblins and orcs all stare at you in the arms of the orc, some goblins staring hungrily at you as if you were a meat buffet and maybe that was what they thought of you when one tried to reach out for your arm.

Only to freeze when the orc glared at the goblin growling as if warning the smaller weaker monsters to watch it. The goblin quickly backed away from you fearful of their own monster ally. You wondered if you were safe for a moment. Just a moment you thought that you would not be eaten at least not by them. You wondered if the orc wanted to eat you all to himself.

Into a camp hut, you were tossed into the stiff bed as you wondered if you would die right at this moment. Ripe limb from limb, you wanted to defend yourself but without a weapon and the orc being too tall, you didn't think you could even win much less escape as you will be mobbed by the monsters outside either way.

You didn't know what to do when he didn't do anything to you leaving you to do whatever you please in the tent, yet he did set boundaries when you tried to step out for a moment to look out or when you went too near to his weapons. He was watching you as sharpened his weapon, growling at you when you did something that you were supposed not to do.

While he let you go about the tent under his watch you could not help but flinch when he planned to head out for a moment, suddenly standing from whatever he was doing, grabbing you, and tossing you again to the bed with your leg tied with a rope to something heavy. After a while, he would come back with berries and fruits for you along with unknown meat (what tasted like a rabbit) and a water bucket.

At night he would join you in the makeshift bed holding you in his arms, you looked away from the monster that held you your heart beating fast as it was too close wondering when it would just bite your head off yet instead of that with his tight hold over you slowly he fell asleep, his breathing can be felt by your hair as you fearfully stayed still.

You thought of running, late at night unable to sleep you thought that this could be your chance to run away when all the other monsters were also asleep but the orc's arm was heavy, hugging your waist you could not help but move a little more than intended. As you tried to get up you checked to see if the orc was still sleeping only for you to stop breathing when you see him staring down at you, warning.

He was awake.

You can't help but wince as you tried to pull away in fear when the rope tied to your ankle stopped you from going any farther. You totally forgot about it... you looked down in instinct as if trying to show that you were small and that you were guilty and sorry. The orc huffed as he pulled you closer to his chest. Your head bumped into his long tusk.

Because of how you have been trying to move you were facing his chest now and pulled closer to him your nose bumped into his chest. You closed your eyes trying to act as if you were asleep sure that he was still watching you, daring to make any sudden movements.

He wasn't much of a talker and without your weapon, you weren't much of a fighter, you were a tiny human that a buffed orc kept like a pet in his own home. All he did was command you with one word, not fluent in human language but knowing just enough to force you to do something. For a moment you thought that the orc was actually nice when you noticed how careful he was around you as if you were fragile like glass.

What a horrible thought.

"Eat." A grape in from of your face but you looked away. It wasn't like you didn't want to but right now you just lost hope as he took you farther and farther away from your home. Tossed like a potato sack as the monster went farther and farther away from the nearest village. Yet when they found a village smaller than the one you save the boy was from, you could not help but feel bile come to your mouth as you heard the screams and fires a little away from you. You could not help them not when you were placed in a cage with other pitiful humans and guarded by more orcs.

As you pushed yourself away from the orc who finally collected you when the fire died down a little and more human slaves both young and old. How his clothes were tattered and burnt from the fire and blood stain his weapon and his hands as he grabbed you again and pulled you out of the cage to take you back. For a moment you thought that there was a reason why that skull necklace was on his neck and that it was something that was decoration.

You bite your lip as tears leaked from your eyes when he warningly growled if you were not eating something bad would happen slowly you took the grape to your mouth slowly munching in fear. He huffed again as he took another grape that you were sure was from the village that they raided killing anybody who tried to fight back.

You had to get away. Otherwise, you will really die.

It was a few days after the whole situation as you looked for a chance to run away when the whole place. When the orcs and goblins were moving again that day took a short break near a lake, the orc had left you under a tree to get some water. Maybe he trusted you a little that you would not run away anymore, at least he thought you didn't have the guts to actually run away.

But you did. When nobody was looking, already so used to your presence as the orc's pet you slowly sneaked away and when you were far enough made a mad dash.

You ran and ran even as you felt pain in your ribs you push through the suffering caring about living than a short pain. As you pant tired you still kept running through the forest but you tried your best in fear that this might be your first and last chance you could ever get away from the monsters. You were so desperate even as your legs wobbled you kept on running and didn't see a root of a tree sticking out that your foot caught on and tripped.

"Ow..." You mumbled as you tried to get up but could not help but hiss when you felt the pain in your ankle. You sprained it yet you could not dwell on those thoughts when you heard a loud roar, you knew that he found out that you left.

You need to hide, you need to hide. Looking around you crawled into a hollow log hoping that the orc would not find you. In a few seconds, you hear the sounds of stomps and you knew it was him pulling your legs closed to yourself you prayed that the orc would not look into the log and just give up.

However that hope was only shattered when you saw his face from the hole you crawled in, he was furious you could see in his eyes as he growled that he found you. Before you could crawl deeper into the hollow log away from the monster he grabbed your sprained ankle.

"Mate. Mine." You yelped when he dragged your feet pulling you out of the log with one hand, with how tight he was holding your ankle it hurt so much as he pulled you out upside down. Above the ground, you fearfully looked at the monster as blood rushed to your head. The monster was angry you could see it as he glared at you.

As he looked at your leg, you feared what was going through his head as his hand tightened around your ankle even more as if trying to break it. You screamed in pain as tears flew from your eyes to your forehead and hair. "I AM SORRY!! I AM SORRY!!" You cried out in fear that he would crush your bones to pieces making you unable to walk anymore.

Maybe he understood that you were scared and that you were actually sorry as the strength lessen. Tears still flowed from your eyes as he moved you to his arms now upright as he let go of your leg. You knew that you will not be able to walk for while not when you already sprained your ankle while running away and not when the lingering pain worsened because of the orc hand who was so close to breaking it as punishment for running away.

You are his mate or at least that was what he called you and now you could only doubt that you will ever be able to run away from his grasp. Not when he warned all the other monsters to watch you if you ever escape to catch you, not when he threatened you to dare leave and that he would break your legs if you do. Not when he placed a dog leash on your neck as he held the rope making sure that you will never leave him again.

Note: Okay gotta be honest orcs/goblins are deff not my thing but I had to add either them or goblins one way or another cause it is like one of the most common monsters in RPG games apart from slimes. And since it is like probably impossible for me to think of any goblin scenarios (I tried ;-;) I went for orcs. My mind the whole time was most deff thinking of a buff man than an orc so it may or may not have leaked in my writing. BUT ANYWAY HOPE YOU LIKE IT~!

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zwolfgames · 4 months

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Yandere!various!That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime x gn!cat!reader

Requested: JosephCruz118

(Warnings: Forced marrige, neko reader, reincarnation.)

(3rd person POV)

Welp, there it went. The end of your life.

Just like that.

A strange way to begin, but thats what happens in the tragidy that is your life.

You were graduating, finally, after years of being a student, you could walk out of this building and live.

Well... Your classmates would. But you just so happned to get the short end of the stick.

You were simply walking down a hall, when some... pshycothic man pushed you out of the open window.

Sending you pummeling down three stories.

The last things you heard were some disgusting cracks and screams... just screams.

Embracing the sudden coldness of the world, you felt life leaving you.

'Wish I'd have landed on my feet for once in my damm life... Maybe feel loved for once...' Your last toughts echo trough your head, a thumping pain in your cracked skull.

And then it all just fades.

Thats it, the end of Y/N L/N.

Missed by many, but never got far in life.

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A fresh breath of air enters your lungs.

You shock awake, laying on a warm grassy field. The green blades carresing your skin as the wind moves them.

The sun shines brilliantly above you, almost blinding you as you flutter your (e/c) eyes open.

'What in the fuck-knuckles is this bright nonsense?' You squeeze your eyes shut once more and groan in displeasure. This was not what you wanted to see in death.

You once again open your eyes, feeling a bit light sensetive at the moment. But you hold your hand to your forehead, blocking out the suns harsh rays.

After a moment of adjusting to the new lighting, you take your hand away and look around.

Big grass field... Surrounded by forest. Huh, what a strange afterlife.

You take another breath of fresh air, crisp... crisp air. No pollution noticable.

'Yea... Now hold up a minute.' You talk to yourself in your head, standing up and looking at your hands. No blood, no rocks or dirt.

Yea, somethings wrong here.

Especially that elongated feeling in your tailbone. Weird.... thats new-

Oh my god its a tail!?

You screech in confusion and grab the fuzzy thing. Slender but long, standing to make sure you keep balance. No no no! The afterlife turned you into a cat(girl/boy/YN)! A damm furry!

Some birds hiding in the grass fly away at your noise, some almost touching the top of your head.

If you had a tail then... oh no..

Your hands quickly reach for your head. And yep, two cat ears. Actually, biologically, on your head. You even felt them twitch in your hands.

After cringing for a good two minutes you calmed down and just accepted fate. It could have been worse, you could have been a worm.

So... what to do now? You couldn't just stay on this random grass field for the rest of your afterlife...

Or maybe thats what you've been sentenced to, grassfield duty.

Were they expecting you to chomp grass like a cow? Who knows... Where are the instructions? You would like to read them.

But no instructions came... reminds you of school projects...

You sigh and begin walking... towards... well, forwards. Where does this go? Into that forest? Yes.

But what else were you supposed to do. Wait around like a dumbass. No thanks.

So there you went, walking trough the thick grass towards the even thicker forest.

Birds greeted you with chirps as you entered the foliage. Forest greens filled your vision as you stepped trough a bush. Getting little unnoticable cuts on your exposed legs.

But.. It was peacefull. Birds, insects. The noises of nature really made this place feel real. was this even the afterlife?

A vision maybe?

Or... were you reborn?

How silly would that be-

"Watch out!" Some loud shrill voice alerts you of a quickly incoming troll or something on a.. on a wolf.

You jump aside and the wolf rider passes you.

He brings the wolf to a stop and hops off, walking back towards you. Ah, not a troll, this looks like a goblin, if you can trust those movies you've seen.

"Hey?" You wave awkardly. The shorter goblin smiles brightly with his two tusk like teeth.

"Hey! I haven't seen you before! Are you an adventurer?" The goblin asks exitdely.

"Not.. really. i'm a bit lost. Where is this?" You ask, it feels as if your voice has barely seen use. As if its all new. As if this body is new.

Maybe it is.

"You don't know where you are? Well, you're in the Jura forest right now. I'm from Rimuru City, I can take you there, maybe you'll be able to orient from there?" The little goblin offers you with a friendly smile.

You nod, not that cautious as you should have been were this your old life. YOLO, am i right?

The goblin helps you onto his giant wolf and you hold on, like asked. The big canine speeds off trough the forest and you feel alive for once, wind in your face, cutting against your face like sharp yet harmless blades.

After a bit of running around on the wolf, you reach a nice looking medival village, lots of fantasy looking monsters running around, building things and working.

Well damm... This looks better managed then soceity.

The goblin that lead you here looks behind him to check up on you, to see if youre still on the wolf before enetering the crowd and bringing you somewhere.

He brings you all the way to what seems to be the towns centre. Gesturing for you to hop off here.

You hesitantly nod, awkardly smiling at the goblin as a form of thanks.

Welp, now you were in a random city, full of magical looking monsters and whatnot.

You hear the magical residents go about their day, smells of foods, contruction and just random things fill your weirdly sensetive nose.

Just as you were about to enter the building in front of you, as it looked like a town hall, you felt a squishy thing bump against your leg.

You look down, eyes widening at this small, light blue slime. Tapping your leg for attention.

"Uh... Can I help you?" You ask it in confusion, not reallu expecting it to react.

"Yes! You're new, aren't you? I'm Rimuru! Welcome to my city!" The blue slime speaks. It speaks!

"I.. yes? My name's Y/N." You awkardly repsond to the talking slime- Rimuru. What wonders does this world have in store for you?

"Great! I'll show you around!" Rimuru speaks in an exited manner... but he doesn't have a mouth... Telepathy, maybe?

Whatever. That day, Rimuru showed you around his city full of fantasy folk. Introducing you to all kinds of people, some of his trusted compagnions and whatnot.

But thats... how you ended up like this...

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"Y/N. You can't go. Whats wrong with the village? We can give you everything!" Benimaru protests as he catches the arm holding your bag. The tall kijin holds onto you desparatly.

After three months of living in this village, you got to know pretty much everyone. And let's just say, they really like 'the cute demi-cat'.

Wich is why, when you planned to finally go explore some more of this weird world. You got met with a lot of complaints.

They've already set up guards by the city exits, you've been monitored for the past two days and now Benimaru was here to personally stop you.

"Let go, I just want to explore." You sigh, done with this weird protection you're receiving.

"No can do orders from the boss... that I absoluty agree with. You aren't ready for the rest of this world." The kijin repeats those lame words. He's grinning like always, just happy to be able to hold you.

Your ears flatten on your head and he 'awws'. How agitating.

"Come on, just stay and let me pet you!" The red kijin coees and sets you back down in your house. A babyproofed house.

Wich was annoying as hell! You didn't even get a knife sharp enough to cut the crust off your bread!

Benimaru takes the liberty of ruffling your hair. He's what you'd call... a big brother. Only diffrence, is that this one doesn't let you do stupid things.

But he wasn't the worst.... You'd say Rimuru was the most peacefull.. But Shuna was determined to get you to marry her.... And Gabiru had the idea that you were his bestest friend ever.

Wich is a reason to why you weren't allowed to leave. The people in the city got too attached to you. Maybe they found you friendly?

But whatever the reason, you wanted out. They didn't let you do anything dangerous! Wich sounds stupid but you wnated to go explore too!

As if sensing your toughts, Benimaru grabbed yoy into a bear hug, his form engulfs you, you're barely visible. He loves it like this.

"Let go." You demand, voice muffled by his sleeves.

"No." He smiles down at you, nuzzeling his head into your hair.

You huff in annoyance. All this attention was nice... for a week. But it's as if they never, ever got bored of you.

It seemed impossible in your head. No-one takes intrest in you for this long.

Yet these fantasy people did. And it was weird. Like they had it all planned out.

Wich they did, but you didn't know of the plan. Wich Rimuru vowed to keep that way. He knew of the dangers of the world, and you weren't ready.

Better off with him and his friends.

You get snapped out of your toughts by the door of your house opening, speak of the devil. Rimuru. In his human form, today.

"Y/N! I see you've changed your mind yes?" He smiles at you, the... well... you still didn't figure out his gender... but since he said he used to be a man.. in his past life.. you just rolled with that because They/them takes longer to write.

"No, I'm just.... being blocked, at the moment." You speak from between Benimaru's arms as he doens't plan to let go any time soon.

"Well thats a shame. Don't you like it here?" Rimuru asks with a pout. Golden eyes looking straight at you.

"I do, i just want to see more." You asnwer what you always do. But ofcourse he just shakes his head.

"You're not going to." Rimuru answers back, a dark tone to his voice for the first time since you met him.

You try to protest but Benimaru clasps a hand over your mouth to stop it.

You lick his hand but he doesnt relent. Rimuru chuckles at your annoyed expression.

"Don't try. Y/N, if you don't stay willingly... You'd make a lot of my friends sad." Rimuru speaks in a belitteling tone. walking up to you and petting your head dismissivly.

You let out muffled sounds of protests, squirming against Benimarus limbs as hes holding you down.

"Fine then, we'll lock your house down from now on. Is this what you wanted?" Rimuru snarkily tilted his head. You didn't recognise him like this. He's always been so friendly. But now, with those scary dulled eyes on the cutesy face... he's just offputting.

You made your protests known by a harsh glare. But he just smiled. You were really getting pissed off! You were an adult for god sake! No matter these cat features! This was dehumanizing!

Rimuru left, taking Benimaru with him. You heard the lock click into place. The windows had never been able to open... so..

But what they didn't know, was that you were a great lockpicker. Being bored in middle school was bound to pay off at some point!

So when it got dark out, and all these annoyances went to bed. You took that little metal hairclip and got to work. These fantasy people didn't know how to make complicated locks. So it wasn't that hard.

And bam, door open, Y/N free!

So you just sneak out of your house, taking some food with you, along with the non cutesy clothes they've provided you with.

Atleast being half cat gave you great stealth. No-one would hear you.

So you left Rimuru city. Into Jura forest and just... Wherever you wanted to go.

Ofcourse, you had been thankfull for their hospitality for a while, You mean, modern soceity would have let you rot on the streets. But still, locking someone in a house? Crazy.

The leaves crunched under your feet and you were getting paranoid that you'd leave a trail for them to find.

You sped up your pace, hoping to find somewhere else to hide. A cave maybe? A difrent city?

But no, you ended up meeting monsters. Lots of them. They chased you down, tired you out. You felt like real prey for once.

You hid in a tree and stared at these savage beasts as they kept patrolling under the tree. You couldn't get out. Trapped once again. But not as comfrotable.

But not for long. As morning broke out, the warm rays hitting your cold face after a night out in the tree, you heard sniffing.

And it wasn't from the monsters.

Before you knew it, they were all torn to shred by Ranga, Rimuru's wolf compagnion. Shit! He tracked you down!

Rimuru was on his back, in slime form. He devoured the tree you were in and turned human just to catch you in a ridiculously tight grip.

He seemed mad, stressed. Not a word was exchanged as he set you on Ranga and rode back to the city. Harsh grip around your waist.

"Y/N. You. Don't. Get. To. Leave." Rimuru whispered to you as you arrived back at the village.

You expected him to throw you back into your house but he too kyou to his living quarters instead.

Tugging you along to one of the many rooms. Opening a wooden door, the overpowered slime set you on the soft bed and clicked some magic restraints to your wrists.

"This is your own fault. Ok?" Rimuru spoke darkly.

"You'll marry Shuna and Souei. You'll stay put and let us ake care of you. You hear me? This world is dangerous, and you weren't granted powers like I was." Rimuru explains with a serious face. He wanted you to marry two kijins!? Two?! Whatn to tie you to this place?

"I'm not getting married-" You started but he shut your mouth.

"You are. They keep whining about it and why not? You deserve some love, don't you think so?" He grins. You were genuinly scared of the slime at this point. This sounded way too creepy.

"You wouldn't want Gabiru to miss his best friend, would you? Or Benimaru to miss his adorable little sibling? Don't you get how dear yo uare to everyone?" Rimuru carresses you cheek softly. What kind of manipulation is this bitch pulling on you?

But you were afraid of talking back. This boy could pulvorize you ten times over.

So you reluctantly nod. Maybe... Maybe you could get used to living here? Its not like they hurt you...

Rimuru immeadiatly turned bubbly and cute again as you nod. Smiling brightly and patting your head before he leaves again.

The door clicks to a locked state and you slowly pann your gaze over to your cuffed wrists. They glow in the sunlight coming from the thick looking window.

'What the hell just happned?' You deadpann at the floor, needing a moment to register what just got decided for you.

You'd be stuck with these crazy sicko's forever!

A nightmare, really, being taken care off and loved. ew, who would like that-

Wait a minute.

Now hold up.

Well it may have been nice if you liked being stuck in a room. But nu uh. You were an adventurous cat!

The universe granted you a second life and you weren't going to waste it in the position of a docile house husband/wife!

But... You never got your adventure. Married off to two Kijin.

Intertwined with all these people you had grown to know.

If only they had liked you... a normal amount.

Then you could have lived a seconds life.

This could barely be called that.

This was.... The life of a doll. It had to be. Put on display and loved by all, owned by all.

Thats what you'd always be.

A cute cat, to be cuddled and coddled.

Nothing else...

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I think I went braindead while writing this twice.

Sorry for the late-ness! School has been killing me, last year isn't a damm joke.

I hope this was readable!

Have a nice day/night!

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#yandere #soft yandere #tw yandere #yandere x reader #that time i got reincarnated as a slime #yandere that time i got reincarnated as a slime #yandere oneshot

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eldritch-spouse · 1 year

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Okay so we know almost all the red flags in your boys, but what are so green flags in them?

Like, what some of your ocs will say to their darling to convince them *THEY* are the ultimate choice and ect?

[GREEN FLAGS? PFFT- OKAY. IF YOU SQUINT.]

Why you should date these losers!

Morell

He can cook so well!;

Great hunter;

B I G .

Santi

Juiciest tits in town;

Wholesome deep down;

Sugar daddy material.

Grimbly

Cute enough to give you diabetes;

Will make your enemies cry;

Heeheehoohoo he sleeps upside down like a bat.

Gallon

Mysterious drama whore vibes;

For the living latex enthusiasts;

Knows his drinks better than anyone else.

Nebul

Astrology bitch, but for real;

Loves animals;

Thick ass.

Vinnel

Funny;

Thee wanteth the jestussy;

You can hold him like a balloon while he floats.

Patches

Meow meow nerd man;

His ability to cum in his pants from a couple of touches alone will flatter you;

Two for one, you also get a gremlin horse-loving boyfriend!

Fank-e

*Slaps Fank-e's top* This bad boy can fit so many illicit substances in his storage space;

L0L R4ND0M XDDD R4WR :333 T4C05;

Rainbow dong, glow in the dark robussy, whatever you want.

Belo

This one's for the peeps in the back with religious guilt;

Can lift you into flight;

Usually very obedient.

Sybastian

Pick a shape!;

Amazing dad material;

Oral game on point.

Krulu

Godfucker privileges;

Everyone fears you;

Dominion over The Clergy.

Miara

Ultimate dommy mommy;

Usually a very bright soul;

Breederism, you say?

Breg

So dedicated. He's trying his best;

Heeheehaha dark mode;

Gee Billy, two willies?!

Fasma

Old wise soul. Sort of;

Alcohol and smokes always available;

Kind of like a living stim toy.

Ludwig

Jack of all trades, master of none;

Very chill for a wrath demon;

Living heater boyfriend.

Obie

Will eat your cooking no matter how terrible;

Will never judge the state of disarray your house is in;

Obscure musician.

Mervin

Devoted, but subtly;

Will get you nothing but the best ever, if you're mistreated he will go into Karen-tier fits;

Shags

Goth-ish.

Katia

MILF;

You get three platonic stepson yanderes;

This woman is so wholesome it hurts.

Very artistic and creative;

Knows mothman;

Cottagecore boyfriend.

Rinx

THE sugar daddy;

Big ole hands to finger grab you with;

Has a pile of riches he sleeps on like a dragon.

Zizz

Comfiest boyfriend;

You don't have to do anything, just exist next to him;

You have joint custody of 300 plushies.

Vesper

CEO OF SEX;

Everyone wants to fuck you so bad oh my God-;

Three schlongs and heart nipples.

Lacai

Short king;

Bug Man McGee;

Idk he's got Tumblr pretty boy charm, you guys like him a lot.

Ivani

Can do the goblin shark jaw extension;

Have you ever seen a shark with tits? Huh?;

Very easy to satisfy, just get her hot dogs.

Colmei

Limitless supply of honey cum;

You're treated like a bee Queen;

Heehee cute buzzing.

Adelo

Rule over angels;

Silly man;

Chad won the eye number lottery.

Adrul

You can ride his back!;

Serious but sweet;

Hell fears you.

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howdoesagrapewrites · 9 months

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Angst(?)

can you make a fanfic where reader’s death is pavitr’s canon event and he and gayatri is very sad for a couple months but then a new spiderperson is introduced to the spider-gang and boom its reader from another universe, he finds out and invites her to his world so that he can show her to gayatri and they break into tears because of how much they missed reader

(I’m not good at explaining so if you can’t understand I’m so sorry😭)

(It can be yandere,it can be normal wherever you’re comfortable in)

𝘽𝙚 𝙪𝙨 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙

Cw: major character death, angst, hurt no comfort, poly!fem!reader x Pavitr Prabhakar x Gayatri Singh, reader has braided hair but it doesn't specify anything else, this has references to tricycle, grief

Notes: haha, someone asked for angst 🙂 I'll give you angst 🙂. I decided to make it non-yandere because honestly, I think these two would NOT survive losing reader. I recommend reading this listening to any of these songs: The one that got away - Brielle Von Hugel, Mystery of love - Sufjan Stevens and Pretend - Alex G and Two slow dancers - Mitski

There was nothing quite as lovely as the air in late spring. Pavitr liked seeing your skin glow in the sun, the way you stretched your limbs like a lazy cat when you were laying in the grass of the town square after school. Your school uniform only slightly messy, your braids would cascade on the green grass as you laid your head and take a sip of your juice box.

"Gaaah, I don't even want to know my score in that chemistry quiz" Your face contorns in faux agony and you roll around the grass adding to the dramatic effect

"Do you need a hug?" He asked with a cheeky smile

You pouted and nodded with a little noise, and Pavitr, who had already set his backpack and other things aside to prepare, jumped into your arms, hugging you tightly and rolling around with you

"You're not coming? You flashed your best puppy eyes at Gayatri, who was pressing a cold soda can next to her cheek to fight the heat, she arched an eyebrow and moved her lips to the side "are you guys sweaty?"

You and Pavitr looked at eachother, in silent agreement, then said a very long but not very convincing "Nooooo", she looked at you with distrust, and tried to crawl away from your spot, but Pavitr grabbed her by her ankle and you followed, you pounced on her and you trapped her between your bodies, ignoring her screams mixed with laughs and pleas for you to get off, even in playful fighting, she welcomed you.

He was freshly Spider-Man when the bus accident happened, or was supposed to happen. He understood the might of the mask for the first time, when he hugged you both after saving the bus from falling, completely forgetting about how he had to keep his secret identity, secret. It didn't matter, you were safe, inspector Singh was safe, Mumbattan was... It definitely had looked better, but at least it was standing. He loved being Spider-Man, he was about to lost the people he cherished the most, but he was able to save them.

He saved you both one, two, three, far too many times, his heart would always return to life after seeing you alive and well, Gayatri was a target more often due to her being more recognizable, being inspector's Singh daughter as well. That's why it was such an unpleasant surprise when the green goblin took you, he had been silent and Pavitr had no idea where he hid you, he had no secret lair to go look in, he wasn't bulldozing a building or anything of sorts that would give him a clue.

He frantically looked for you, feeling his muscles tense up and his insides feeling like they were tied into knots, he tried to focus as if every thought of doom wasn't racing in his head. He tried to calm himself down, this had happen before, but you always come back, the three of you always come back, always together in the end. And this time it was the same, he was able to save you mid fight with the green goblin. He loved his spider powers more than ever, he's not only the most dashing hero in two legs, he's easily the most versatile, who else could save a girl from falling so seamlessly?

"Y/N?" He called your name, recognizing you were in a shock state, he wanted to make sure you were stable enough to take you to a hospital. He'd gladly run away from a fight if it means saving you

The green Goblin's voice mocked him in the background "you don't understand?" of course he didn't, he saved you. He saved you

"Y/N? I saved you, you can't be-" No... No, no, no, no, no. "You can't be dead, I don't want you to be dead!" His tears blurred his vision and left a dark patch in his colorful mask. You loved that mask, his suit, you loved that he was Spider-Man, but most importantly, you loved Pavitr Prabhakar and Gayatri Singh.

"I saved you, honey, can't you see?" His voice was breaking, that wasn't a question, it was an entreaty, a plead. A prayer leaving his lips, his soul. He asked for only one thing, "Don't be dead" whatever came next, he'd handle it, you'd handle it together, but how can he protect you, stay by your side when you weren't there? When in just a couple hours your body would start to get stiff? Leaving more than evident what he was holding in his arms, was not his beloved, but her corpse. This was the night Y/N L/N died.

What happened next, Pavitr doesn't like to talk about, he's ashamed about it. He can't decide on what, though, his first instinct is to feel shame for how violent he was, how he got in a frenzy and forgot his morals completely, and in the other hand, in days where there's no amount of blankets or cuddles that can do something to the cold emptiness in his chest, or when he sees Gayatri unable to exist without thinking about you, he feels shame, regret that he didn't kill the green goblin.

Gayatri feels shame as well, she's ashamed about her reaction, she wished that when Pavitr broke the news to her, she went for a long, comforting hug, those hugs that say "I'm here for you, we'll figure it out" or maybe a hug that just says "I love you" maybe that's the only thing he needed to hear, but what he did not need to hear was "How could you let that happen?" Not "We trusted you", but that's what came out of her mouth. The only reason she stopped was because couldn't even talk with how hard she was crying. Her whole world shattered, she didn't want to compare, but she knew Pavitr didn't understand how much deeper the cut was for her. She knew that girl since childhood, had to see her go on a date with dumb guy on the block, repressing her feelings for years before she was in her arms, Y/N was not only one of the loves of her life, she would always be her best friend. You were girls together, and it hurt in every way that you would imagine.

Gayatri and Pavitr stood next to your mother in the funeral, stiff, quiet, like statues. They held her hands to prevent her from going to reach you when the coffin was descending, when it was clear that this was happening, it was final. No gravestone should ever have only seventeen years of difference between birth and passing. How could you be dead when you hadn't even made it to your 18th birthday yet? They had things planned for your birthday, but now, it was an incomplete milestone, that you'd never reach, like a million others, because no gravestone should ever have only seventeen years between birth and passing.

One, two, no longer three, it's only you and me.

"What if we never told her?" Gayatri asked, curled up in Pavitr's chest, in one of those days where none of them could get out of bed. Gayatri's dad had lost all severity that characterized the parents of teenagers after all that happened, his child was depressed, broken, and he had no clue what to do about it, and he couldn't say didn't love that girl like a second daughter, even before you started dating.

"Told her what?" They didn't have to say the name to know who they were talking about

"We- were dating before, just me and you, maybe if we stayed like that, and never told her, I'd be the one... Gone. And she'd get to live with you" something inside Gayatri told her that for some reason, that was what was to happen. That she should pass away, then an old love of his would get to nurse him back to health, get to keep him. If she had the option to watch the two people she loves the most in this world get married and be happy, she wouldn't doubt it for a second, she'd die with a smile in her face

"Don't say stuff like that" he hugged her tighter "She wouldn't want you to say that" lately, you functioned in their minds like an angel in their shoulder, every bad choice was always stopped by the thought of "Y/N wouldn't want me to" they would never reject even the smallest portion of you, now that it was all that they had left, they'd follow your orders until the end of the world.

Pavitr hung his mask for a long time, he couldn't bear to continue, he only had attended a few missions and meetings in the spider society, in hopes of keeping his watch, he already lost too much to lose his friends too. They stood by him, particularly Gwen, she was the best comforting him and empathizing with his grief, she had lost someone she loved too. She guided him through everything, was never harsh or tip-toed around him, even when he'd lash out and say something hurtful, Gwen fully understood, waited for him to reach out, and reassured him she could never hate him, she was his friend, and most importantly, she knew it was hard to not hurt others accidentally, when all you have inside of you is hurt, at the lowest point, is all you have to give.

That's why Gwen made sure neither Miles or Hobie mentioned the newest member of the society, and of course, not mention she was getting close to them.

"I 'ont think secrecy is the right way to go, Gwendy" Hobie said, he was an honest guy, he didn't like lying by omission, in his opinion, his friend had to process his grief while being aware of reality too

"I'm low-key with Hobie on this, I mean, this is full of Peter Parkers, and- maybe I should stay out of this one, sorry" Miles cut himself off when he saw Gwen's expression at his words, he tried to be the middle ground, but he recognized he didn't have much right to talk, since he didn't experience that

>"Yes, it's full of Peters, you think it's easy? Seeing them and inevitably thinking "hey, this is maybe how my best friend would look if he got the chance to grow up" but no, he'll stay thirteen forever, and it's still hard. It hasn't even been a year, so I don't want Pavitr to go through that so soon" even though Gwen's tone was anything but friendly, they both got the message, she wasn't mad, she was just being protective of Pavitr

However, they could only control their words, nothing else, and Pavitr ended up meeting this Y/N when he came without prior notice and sat down at the cafeteria, in that table where they always sat, where he sat when he was more active in the spider society, and there she was, Y/N, in her very own Spider-Man suit. She looked different, shorter hair, a beauty mark on top of her left eyebrow, and higher cheekbones, he had your face tattooed in his memory, he never wanted to forget it, just like your voice. Her smile was bright, it reminded him of yours, but it wasn't quite as beautiful, maybe because this Y/N was not in love with him. Oh, how your love made you glow.

He sat down, and just pretend everything was fine, he was good at that.

"Hey, nice to meet you, but I have a, uh, thing that I was hoping to get done"

"Oh no, don't worry, I'm fine, it's not your fault you're here" He eased her worries and started to strike conversation with his friends like usual, new member included.

After that day, Pavitr showed up more often, he knew that he was just going to hurt himself, he didn't want to add salt to the wound, but he couldn't help it, he could hear your voice, look into your eyes again, he knew it wasn't you, he didn't even had feelings for her, like gossipy spiders suggested, as bad as it was, he just wanted to see you in her.

Gayatri noticed he was going to the society much more often, yet he had no interest in returning to be Mumbattan's Spider-Man, something wasn't adding up, and Pavitr told her immediately, Gayatri was his life, and he didn't want to keep secrets, even if he's embarrassed.

"Could you, maybe, let me see her?" She asked tilting her head and biting the inside of her lips anxiously, if she could see you one last time, she'd be satisfied, she never got to say goodbye. Re-reading your lasts texts for hours, knowing that those "I miss you" messages will never be delivered, much less responded.

"It's not her, you know that, right, love?" Pavitr asked, knowing first hand how painful it was.

"I know" she nodded with a bitter expression, hugging her boyfriend, hiding like the crook of his neck was a safe haven from all the cruelty in the world

>Pavitr: "we need to talk, could you swing by Mumbattan?"

When Gayatri saw her, she tried to smile through the tears, restricting herself from hugging and kissing you, knowing it was inappropriate, this wasn't you.

"I know you are your own person, and this is weird, but, could you say you're proud of me?" She looked at the variant with pleading eyes.

This was not the first time spiders seemed emotional near you, it seems you were unreliable, and had this tendency of dying on people. You understood, your mother and your best friend died too, Hobie knows how many times you have asked him to just stay still, so you could see what your best friend would've looked if he grew up with you, if he was Spider-Man instead of you. Grief is painful, but most of all, it's confusing. You nodded. "I'm proud of you, both of you, you kept going, I know how hard that is" you were sincere, even though you didn't know Gayatri, and didn't know Pavitr that well, anyone who lost half of his heart and keeps going, is someone you should be proud of.

"There's so many universes, I promise you there's one where you, well, we are all happy. Just live your life together, cherish each other there's variants that have nothing left"

They thanked you for being this kind, you felt uneasy after leaving, you were talking about yourself, you were the variant that had nothing left. You wonder why you were born where you did, and couldn't be theirs, that look they gave you, even though you couldn't reciprocate, that's love. No one in your universe had ever looked at you like that, but they would always mourn their Y/N, that's why you left. For now, you only need to worry about Pavitr never noticing the way you looked at Miles Morales.

#atsv x reader #pavitr x reader #pavitr prabhakar x reader #pavitr x gayatri #gayatri x reader #gayatri singh #gayatri singh x reader #atsv angst #pavitr x you

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littlebitsalt · 6 months

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The Tale of Catfish

Yandere mysterious creature? × (female) reader

Summary: you fall for a mysterious creature.

drawing(the one at the top)

She had interest for non-human creatures rather than humans. Being a daughter of a adventurer's daughter, she herself loved to observe creatures from nature. Her favorite species was eleves, who even her father haven't met still. When she went out playing in the wods she would always search for elves.

Her father often told her stories about creatures he met throughout his journey. He told tales about dwarfs, fairies and other mythical creatures. He sometimes told her a old tale about so called 'demons'. How demons pry people's attention and desires, thoroughly make plans to trick humans, and try their hardest to make someone miserable. Stories about demons made her worried that she might get tricked by one of those wicked demons, but her father comforted her by saying only people with neverending thirst gets fooled.

Years passed, and the adventurer's daughter started working as a herbalist in town. She got to meet creatures she heard as tales while searching for herbs. She befriended all creatures she met and enjoyed their presence.

One day, she asked one of her goblin friends,

"Have you ever seen an elf?"

Her friend shook his head.

"I wish to meet an elf before I die. I have only seen them in books. I want to know about them so bad."

"If you're desperate, I recommend going to the deepest part of this forest when fall comes. Some elves tend to come here to appreciate the colorful scenery."

"Won't they run away if a human comes near?"

"They would, if they think of you as a threat. So I don't recommend rushing at them without any indication. You know how elves react, right?"

She nodded.

She waited patiently for the green leaves to get stained red and brown. When time came, she got ready to travel into the woods. She packed a some snacks just in case she's hungry, and a few papers to writed down any information of elves.

After walking for some time, she arrived at the center of the forest. There weren't as many trees as other areas, and sunlight came through and touched her skin. She hided herself in bushes, waiting for elves to come. She waited until the sunlight soothing her skin got weak. However, she couldn't she any elves enjoying the forest.

It was almost dark, and she decided to try again tomorrow and packed her bags.

She came again for days. She waited until the sun set, and went back home when it got dark.

One day, she packed more than snacks and papers to the forest. She had a lamp, a small tent, and dinner packed in her huge bag. After sunset, she took out her tent and placed it close to the bush she was lurking in. Then she started a fire and cooked food she prepared earlier.

"Hey."

She looked around, slightly frightened because of the sound. She quickly got back to making dinner when she found nothing around.

The smell of her food spread all around. It was sure that she was making some kind of stew. It smelled really good, like she put some of her special herbs.

She ate her food quickly and got into her tent. It was a shame not seeing her more, but she's better in her cozy sleeping bed.

Morning came quickly, and she got out of her tent with her hair bushy.

She looked around to find someone outside her tent.

"Who.. who are you?"

She asked.

I turned around, to show my face. She looked shocked.

"Are... are you an elf?"

I nodded.

"Really..? You look so.. wonderful."

She couldn't take her eyes off me. She asked if I'm the only elf around, how elves live together, what elves do in a daily basis, and if I come here regularly.

"Will you come tomorrow?"

She looked into my eyes.

"Of course. Are you going to stay today?"

She nodded.

She talked how she's always wanted to meet an elf. She was fascinated with long ears and perfect blonde hair. She talked about how it was her life long dream to see a elf and how she cherishes every kind of creatures.

"What about demons? Do you think they are a threat?"

"Um.. From the stories I've heard, they seem dangerous. But I won't be tricked by demons. I doubt demons will ever get interest in me. I've never stolen or lied just for my greed. I've never done anything that could attract a demon."

She came to visit her friend at the center of the forest when she had no work to do. She described how her life was in the village, peaceful but quiet, nothing much to do in a small town. Although she loved her friends and family, there was something whispering in her to go and adventure the world.

Her elf friend, Garrett, always listened to her attentively even though the things she say would be so typical compared to an elf like him.

Garrett rarely talked about his personal life. When she question him how he spends his time, he would often tell her how normal elves do in such situation.

She met Garrett at the forest again. She prepared some herbs and fruits for him to enjoy.

"Has anything been bothering you lately?"

Garrett asked.

"Actually.. I want to leave town for a bit. Not like escaping from reality, more like um.. traveling. I've been struggling to tell my family and friends that."

"I thought your father was a traveler."

"He was. But now he prefers his loved ones living close to him. Apparently, he's now 'done' with adventuring. And I assume that he'll never let me go alone on a trip outside of town. He'll faint if I ever ask him that."

"Then will he allow you to go if there's someone traveling with you?"

Garrett moved closer. She could feel the tip of his fingers touching her hand.

"Depends. If my dad trusts whoever's coming with me."

"What about me? I can go with you."

"Really? You'll do that?"

"Why not? I have nothing to do anyways, and traveling with you seems like a good idea."

Surprisingly, her father allowed her adventure. He wasn't curious about the man who will be with her for some time. He didn't question a thing about the person her daughter trusted.

She packed her bags and got ready for her trip. She said goodbye to her friends and told them she would be gone for a few months maybe years. She thanked her goblin friend for telling her how to meet an elf. Her friends encouraged her to travel lighthearted, and made sure she's at her best condition until the trip.

She met Garrett outside of town. His blonde hair was brown, and his sharp ears was changed into a human one.

"Can elves disguise themselves? I didn't know that at all."

She said.

Garrett explained that elves tend to disguise themselves as humans or other creatures because they do not want people hunting or staring at them.

"Have you thought of any places to go?"

Garrett asked.

She shook her head. She didn't have any exact plans ahead, she only thought of meeting new people, new culture and fascinating nature.

"Then can I lead the way? I have a place I have in mind. It's a remains of a city. I heard that there are remains of things used by elves."

She nodded. Garrett was someone to trust. She could acknowledge that he was very discreet, careful and clever even though he never bragged about it. He knew so much; from ancient cities to evolution of creatures, which is hard to learn unless you're born in a venerable family.

She followed Garrett for hours, walking through the forest and high hills. The sun was slowly setting and her legs were shaking. Garrett encouraged her to keep on walking a little longer since there was a small village nearby.

"We can sleep in an inn close by. It's close. We just have to walk for a few more minutes."

Even though Garrett's words gave her some kind of encouragement to walk more, she couldn't help but get slower every minute. She haven't walked a long distance in a long time. The only time she wandered around was when she walked through the forest to meet Garrett. Noticing her fall behind, Garrett held her hand and led her to the village.

The sun was no longer in sight when she and Garrett reached the inn, but the light was shining bright inside the inn. Cheerful music was playing in the background, and people were drinking and dancing with each other.

Garrett booked two rooms and gave on of the keys to her.

"Are you going straight to your room?"

She asked. She was still holding his hand.

"Those people might do something dangerous. We'll never know. It's better to stay inside, both of us. And weren't you extremely exhausted?"

Garrett tried to drag her to their room, but she resisted.

"I'll hang out for a bit and go to my room."

"Then I'll stay too."

"No, it's okay. You should rest. I won't be here much, I just want to find out what music they are playing."

"Alright then. Let's meet tomorrow."

She wandered around watching people dance and sing along to the joyful music. She was just sitting there when a man approached her.

"You're not from here, aren't you?"

You nodded.

"I'm Alfred. Are you here alone?"

"No, I'm exploring this country with my friend. My friend went straight to bed."

"Oh. Do you want to dance with me? You won't be having much fun alone."

"I want to, but I promised my friend I'll go to my room as soon as possible."

"Your friend won't know if they are asleep. You won't be experiencing this kind of music and festival anywhere else, so.. you should give it a chance."

She accepted his offer after some considering.

She didn't regret taking Alfred's offer. He was a nice guy with wit. Very different from Garrett. Alfred wasn't the smart type but he really had talent to make people laugh.

Alfred eventually told her the best places to go in an adventure. Turns out, he was also an adventurer. He was living in this village for some time to make money for his next trip.

She said farewell to Alfred and went to her room. She fell asleep in a few seconds.

Next day, she told Garrett about Alfred. She told that Alfred was a really nice guy to talk with. Garrett didn't say much about that, which was surprising to her. She thought Garrett liked new friends.

"Let's leave as soon as we're done having breakfast."

Garrett said while eating his bowl of breakfast.

"Why the rush? You said we had plenty of time yesterday."

"I had a change plans. We can reach the remains faster if we take the boat going across the river."

She was not feeling good because of leaving the inn without a single word to Alfred. But Garrett seemed to be perfectly fine, even acting more energetic.

She followed Garrett along the road and before lunch time, she was able to see boats on the river.

There was time left before their had to get on the boat, so she and Garrett went to explore the town.

Shopkeepers were selling goods they got from other cities and counties sailing along the river. She was amazed to see such fascinating things.

A vibrant colored accessory caught her eye. A flower she seemed to not recognize was embroidered neatly at the top and pink strings were made into a ribbon. She bought two, and gave one to Garrett.

"Here. It's a present. It's not much compared to the things you did for me, but I hope you like this accessory."

She noticed Garrett's cheek getting color as he was smiling. She smiled also as she was relieved.

The boat ride was uneventful, and most of the time, Garrett and her spent time talking to each other. Talking to Garrett made her feel like there was nothing but him in the moment. He had this aura that keeps her eye on him.

Garrett still did not talk much of his past. It was a little skeptical that he wasn't telling anything about his past. But what can she do? She had no idea how to prevail his past and she trusted him anyways.

However, such behavior was causing her a great deal of problem.

This man, who looks like an elf, was nothing like an elf. He was full of lies in every way possible, and his words were full of sweet lies.

If only she realized that.

Garrett sent her back to her room(somewhere in the boat), and he waited her to get asleep. After he was certain that she was deeply in sleep, he opened the door to her room.

Garrett looked around the room to see if she had something from 'Alfred'. Alfred caused Garrett distress in the morning. When Garrett found out he was having fun with her, he couldn't bear to stay in the inn more.

Garrett liked her attention. Her way of treating others(especially animals) challenged him to get her to treat him nice like she did to others. He did not want any man stealing her attention away from him.

Garrett paced around the room. It was his first time making someone desire for something other than money or honor. Greed was easy. There were plenty of people ready to take action to fulfill their greed when he said something that would encourage them.

She already desired to meet an elf. Actually, as Garrett thought of it, it all started with her wanting to meet an elf. Garrett noticed her in the wood in search for an elf, and decided to trick her by disguising himself as one. But after time, Garrett wanted more desires from her. He wanted her to desire him not an elf.

Spliting her from her loving village was easy. Humans only needed some lies to let her go on an adventure. Even her father couldn't stand against Garrett's powers.

Garrett sat beside her. She was sleeping quietly.

When they reach the 'remains' all of this would be over. He wouldn't have to care about other things interrupting them. His final lie would be over.

Night was long. Garrett watched her sleep for some time and went back to his room.

She shivered as he sat beside her. What was he doing, entering her room in the middle of the night?

She slowly opened her eyes without moving her body. She could see the silhouette of a man pacing back and forth. She remained still until he went out of her room.

The next day, Garrett knocked on her door.

"Breakfast is ready. Change your clothes and come out to eat."

She changed her clothes and went out to find Garrett getting breakfast the sailors brought.

She say down with Garrett on the corner of the boat.

"Hey, did you come into my room last night?"

She asked without hesitation.

"You.. you weren't asleep? I'm sorry if you were uncomfortable, but I only wanted to surprise you with a jewel."

"A jewel?"

"I got it from my hometown, and I decided it would suit you since you're my most precious being."

"That's.. sweet, I guess.."

She was still suspicious, but she felt a little bad for doubting him. After all, he only did the best things someone can do for you. It would be a shame to doubt someone like him.

A couple of days went by fast. Garrett lead the way, and she followed. In the 10th day, she began to see structures peeping through bushes.

Garrett set up a camp while she prepared dinner. Like before, nothing much happened and small talk went by.

Garrett insisted she should sleep beside him. He said it was too dangerous for someone like her to sleep far away from him. There were too many threatening creatures was what he thought.

She couldn't sleep that night. Her heart couldn't stop beating.

She stayed still when she felt something moving beside her. To her surprise, it was Garrett. Garrett wasn't sleeping. In fact, he wasn't asleep in he first place.

She remained still while Garrett was moving around.

She shivered when Garrett got close to her. He was creepying her out. Again.

She could feel him getting closer to the point she could feel his breath.

She did not know what to think. Garrett was definitely acting strange.

She closed her eyes and prayed that he would go to sleep.

Garrett assumed she knew by now. He knew she's dull, but the things he had done was definitely enough for her to notice.

It didn't matter though.

Today was the day.

Everything about him that she knew was made up. He was never an elf. Actually he was the very opposite.

Garrett held her hand. She seemed surprised, but he didn't care.

Garrett took her to the remains. Garrett held her hand harder.

"Garrett, is this the place you told me..? I don't think this is where elves lived."

"It's not."

She seemed surprised of Garrett's words.

"Can you let go? You are holding my hand too hard.."

"No."

Garrett started dragging her to a what seems like a temple.

"Garrett, what are you doing?"

Instead of answering, Garrett dragged her harder into the temple. She tried to resist, but his grip was too strong.

"Let me go!"

She shouted.

"It's too late. Give up."

"Where are you dragging me to?"

She was now scared.

"Somewhere far from here."

"No..! I don't want to leave.."

She tried hard to resist. She tried to kick him and hit him, but nothing worked.

"You are too dull for this world. What did you expect, an elf to magically appear in front of you? Follow me, and I'll take care of you."

Garrett held her hand and took her somewhere no other creature can find.

Note: i think my fics are getting repetitive. I'll dig into more yandere stuff in my next fic😔 thanks for reading this

#tw yandere #yandere male #yandere oc x reader #yandere oc x you #obsessive love #tw kidnapping #yandere #yandere fic

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crossoverproductions · 1 year

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Some Dumb Rap Battle Ideas that will Never Happen

Satou Matsuzaka Vs Arthur Hasting (Happy Sugar Life Vs We Happy Few)

Panty Anarchy Vs Angel Dust (PASWG Vs Hazbin Hotel)

Ayano Vs Patrick Bateman (Yandere Simulator Vs American Psycho)

Deadpool Vs Alucard (MARVEL Vs Hellsing Ultimate Abridged)

Rainbow Dash Vs The Scout (MLP Vs TF2)

The Riddler Vs Light Yagami (DC Vs Death Note)

Sans Vs Batter (Undertale Vs OFF)

Aqua Vs Ms. Chalice (Konosuba Vs Cuphead)

Rias Gremory Vs Charlie Morningstar (High School DxD Vs Hazbin Hotel)

Alastor Vs Caine (Hazbin Hotel Vs The Amazing Digital Circus)

Bendy Vs Peacock (Bendy Vs Skullgirls)

Caboose Vs N (RVB Vs Murder Drones)

Homelander Vs Flare Jioral (The Boys Vs Redo of Healer)

Spamton Vs Vanir (Deltarune Vs Konosuba)

Midas Vs Nami (Fortnite Vs One Piece)

Natsuki Subaru Vs Colt Vahn (Re:Zero Vs Deathloop)

Trevor Henderson Vs Okayado

Candle Cove Vs Mortimer’s Handeemen (Candle Cove Vs Hello Puppets)

Hannibal Lecter Vs Karin (Silence of the Lambs Vs Cooking Companions)

Billy Butcher Vs Eren Jaeger (The Boys Vs Attack on Titan)

The Joker Vs Hisoka (DC Vs Hunter X Hunter)

Sammy Lawerence Vs Misa Amane (Bendy Vs Death Note)

Skull Kid Vs The Collector (Zelda Vs The Owl House)

Randy Marsh Vs Hugh Neutron (South Park Vs Jimmy Neutron)

Enderman Vs Windigo

Phone Guy Vs Info Chan (FNAF Vs Yandere Simulator)

Meat Canyon Vs Junji Ito

Saul Goodman Vs Phoenix Wright (Breaking Bad Vs Ace Attorney)

Revy Vs Guts (Black Lagoon Vs Berserk)

John Wick Vs Agent 47 (Hitman Vs John Wick)

Green Goblin Vs Goblin Slayer (MARVEL Vs Goblin Slayer)

Kazuma Satou Vs Kazuma Kiryu (Konosuba Vs Like a Dragon)

What do you think? Tell me in the comments

#rap battle #crossover #dumb ideas

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thornybubbles · 1 year

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Little note to those of you that don't like Yandere stuff and get upset because other people do...

Just blocked someone that admonished me for making Giorno into a yandere and wanted to know why couldn't people like me just make OCs instead.

I'm asking that people please stop doing this. If you don't like what someone else writes, then don't read it. It's such a simple concept, and yet so many people have difficulty with it.

I don't like it when people insist that their headcanons ARE canon. I don't like it when people ship characters that don't have a canon relationship and then insist that their headcanons were what the actual creator intended.

Do you know what I do about stuff like that?

I just don't read it. When I see that a story is shipping characters that I don't think should be shipped, then I just find another story to read.

I don't like coffee shop or modern day AUs. So, I don't read them.

I don't like stories that focus on graphic depictions of sexual violence or kinks that I personally think are gross. I HATE stuff about sexual or romantic relationships with characters who are related. So I avoid stories that feature subject matter like that.

But no matter what, I don't slide into the author's comments section and try to shame them for what they write simply because I take personal offense to it.

This is part of the reason why I stayed away from Tumblr for so long. There are just far too many people here that can't stand the fact that other people are different from them and may possibly like things they don't like.

Life's too short to spend time stressing over stuff like that.

Writing fanfiction is about exploring the "what ifs" of canon. What if the hero didn't win? What if this character did things differently during the final battle? What if the two characters that are always fighting managed to sort things out and become friends? What if this character was a yandere? What if YOU, the reader, where a part of the story somehow? It's fun. It's fun to write and fun to read.

At least it should be.

What's not fun is when a complete stranger scolds you as if they have some kind of moral authority over what you should and shouldn't be writing.

If you do this to me, I will not have a discussion with you. I will not try to defend or justify my decisions to you, nor will I give in to your demands or apologize. I will continue to turn your favorite characters into twisted little yanderes in spite of your personal offense to the idea, in the same way other people insist that Spiderman and the Green Goblin are somehow gay for each other. I will just block you and continue my evil ways.

But all joking aside, I have no ill will against people who DON'T like yandere stuff. I completely understand why people don't and I won't hate on you or make fun of you for it. You have just as much right to dislike something as I have to like it. But if you are really bothered by my writing, then block me. That's the beauty of the block button on Tumblr, if you block me then my stuff will never show up in the search results for you again. You could also try filtering the yandere tag or just the word "yandere" itself and Tumblr will hide posts of that subject matter from you.

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luveslasher · 1 year

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A START OF AN OBSESSION WITH YOU PART 5

[TYSM FOR THE LIKES!!!! ILL TRY MY BEST TO QUICKLY FINISH THIS!! I have lots of work for school to finish]

[There might be errors in here I'm so sorry about that, I type quickly so I don't notice many mistakes, my English may not be the best 😓I deeply apologize about that :''( ]

the entities x reader

YANDERE

TRIGGER WARNING ⚠️🚨

Includes

-blo0d

-death

-pain

Skip if you're sensitive!! :(

As you still hide in vent you quickly but as quietly you crawl behind. AMBUSH still standing outside of the vent,his power light green light blinding you.

You shrink down and cover your face with your arms, as you try your best to crawl away, you hit your back to the wall of the vent, and a loud crash. You slowly tilt your head upwards, before looking at AMBUSH. He was getting much-agitated more every second you would try to back away from him. His screams were getting louder each minute.

That's where you started to crawl faster, bumping to the vent walls not caring how much it hurts you. You had to get AWAY from him, or else he could have hurt you.. even kill you. As you started to crawl quicker to the exist, AMBUSH yells of frustration we're getting much louder than before.

He wanted you to obey, continue acting like this and you'll face the consequences. You ignore his screams, and continue your way to the exist, you finally reach the end of the vent. You dash to the door ignoring all the shelves not wanting to see anymore entities, AMBUSH yells were fading away. You couldn't hear him anymore, looks like you were safe from his wrath.

As you entered the other room.. it looked completely normal? Maybe you wouldn't see the other entities anymore. So you continued to search through the shelves finding some coins, and thankfully bandages!

After looking through the shelves, you get yourself ready to leave this room. Carefully and quietly putting your ear to the front door, trying to sense any sounds just in case you weren't jumpscared by any of the entities. No sound in particular..you enter the room cautiously, that's when you feel your heart jump out.the next room had the walls and ground covered in blood,the stench strong flowing through your nostrils.

Walking much closer to the blood stains on the floors connecting to the walls, as your eyes trail up the walls you can see something written in blood..'DONT LEAVE' you feel like throwing up in disgust..throwing your hand to your mouth trying to hold in a cry. Who's blood was this? Was there another human here?no way..you know were the only one who entered this place alone..so who does the blood belong to..as you walked closer to the bloody mess in the corner of the room,you saw a puddle of dark blood,it was completely new fresh blood,not a single of it dry.

Which means the entire time you were in the vents trying to escape AMBUSH wrath..an innocent life was being brutally murdered in the other room. as you inspected the puddle of fresh blood, you saw something shine in the blood, as much as you didn't want to touch it due to respect.

You had to know who this belonged to. Your hand reaches to the shiny item,picking it up wiping the blood off it. As you carefully figure out what this item was..you drop the shiny item, your hands trembling you feel pain in your stomach. You throw both of your hands to your mouth trying not to puke. Tears come out of your eyes, you know what this was..it was a golden shiny ear piercing..which belonged to the red goblin who helped you.

'Who could have done this? Why him? He was no bad man!' you yell out anguished, the joyful red fellow who worriedly told you to escape this place with no more information for you to understand why. Holding the golden pericing tight, you put it in your pocket to remember him. Throwing your head down kneeling on the ground to give respect.

After you finish, you get up to enter the next door, you look back to the bloody scene. Dry tears on your cheeks, you wipe them off.. damnit you wished you had tissues for this. Turning the knob and entering the room feeling devastated and heartbroken.

You chuckle in pain after seeing the exact room you were in.

A long hallway, nothing in sight..it was time for SEEK to play.

No way in hell would he let you off the hook.. you know that someone had of snitched to him about your discussion with the fellow red goblin you became friends with. They all knew your plan.. and they didn't like a single of it. As you try your best to calm down, fidgeting your hands together, you walk closer to the end of the hallway, please... Not another chase.

Continuing to walk, you still hear nothing.. maybe SEEK wasn't here yet?.. you sign in relief, celebrating in the inside. Your happiness disappearing and celebration ending, after loud music started to play going through your ears. Your head snaps towards your back. Seeing black slime slowly appear at the end of the hallway door, long slimy hands protruding from the ground, a huge black liquid puddle appearing.

You witness SEEK come out of the small puddle, after SEEK finally gets out of the black gooey slime. He glares at you, not breaking eyesight. Your legs start moving, at first slowly walking then running to full on sprinting towards the exist. You have to run NOW!

SEEK runs close to you, more black slime protruding out of the small puddle growing into a much bigger puddle then before. You feel sticky hands grab onto your legs, tripping you on the ground. A loud grunt comes out fo your mouth. His slime puddle grows larger, two long slimy hands grab your waist holding you, dangling you left to right. You can't escape now, he has you!

as you struggle into the hands wrath, they tightly grasp onto you, pain in your bones. SEEK gets closer, the slimy hands lowering you down to him, his face next your face. As the hands make you face him, you have thousands of thoughts on your mind yelling at you, 'do something! Quickly! Or else he will kill you'

You finally think of something, it may not work but you'll risk the chance. As embarrassing it will be, anything for you to survive.

[end of part 5]

Sorry for the short chapter, I have a terrible sleep schedule, so currently I have wrote this at 11 night, but I promise I will have this all done for you guys at the weekend!:D

Part 6 might take me a little long since it will be very long, the yandere trope here getting very intense 😳!

After I finish this story up, I will write head cannons and one shots of the door characters for you guys about anything! Since I care about y'all alot 💗

#a start of an obsession with you #this may be bad im so sorry if it sucks 😭#yandere doors x reader #new to writing #yanderethedoors #the doors

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