#yandere hermes x reader

[aphroditelovesu]

I love your greek mythology work! Do you have a headcanon for hermes please?

''You run as much as you want but I will always catch you.'' — Hermes.

❝ ⚚ — lady l: thank you very much, anon! Here are Hermes' hcs, I don't know why it took so long to do it but I finally wrote it and I hope you like it! Forgive me for any mistakes and good reading! ❤️

❝tw: obsessive behavior, manipulation, stalking, mention of death, Reader is put in a dangerous situation on purpose, toxic relationships.

❝⚚pairing: yandere!hermes x gender neutral!reader.

Hermes is a very playful and calm god in his obsession. He is not demanding and will not demand that you love him, he does not need your love. All he wants is for you to stay with him and let him adore you completely. Hermes doesn't really care about trying to control you, he prefers to let you roam free for his own interests. Just because he knows you will be his at the end of the day.

He is known for his carefree nature and his ability to adapt to different situations. He values freedom and autonomy, both for himself and others. That's why Hermes won't try to restrict you or force you to stay with him. He wants you to choose him willingly and he knows you will.

Hermes would value your freedom, but at the same time he would subtly manipulate circumstances to ensure that you were always close to him. He would use his ability to travel quickly to appear in the most unexpected places, always keeping a close eye on his darling. You could never escape the god's gaze.

There is no one for you but him, Hermes knows that. He is a god, after all, and he knows you will be his. There's no way you can't be, everything is calculatedly planned so that he gets you in the end. And you will accept everything because it is your place next to him.

Hermes is a stalker, however. He likes to chase and will always be wherever you are, just in disguise. You will never notice the eyes of the god of messengers upon you, shining with what appears to be hidden amusement. The god could use his ability to travel quickly to monitor and control his darling, and his communication skills to maintain constant contact, sometimes in an intimidating manner.

He would not be the controlling type in the traditional sense of a god, but rather a constant observer, always present in your surroundings, discreetly accompanying you in all your activities. His ability to adapt to different situations would make him a master at hiding his true intentions, while maintaining a façade of lightness and friendliness.

Hermes would not necessarily be aggressive, but his constant presence and obsessive desire for his beloved could create an atmosphere of discomfort and insecurity. He could use his communication skills to maintain constant contact, sending messages and gifts in a seemingly innocent manner but with an underlying aura of intimidation.

His gifts and gifts may seem harmless at first, but Hermes wants to make it clear that he will not tolerate being ignored or left in the background. Expensive and magnificent gifts can become body parts of people close to you. He doesn't want to scare you, but he has limited patience.

He's not exactly possessive or jealous because Hermes knows he's the only one for you. The god sees no reason to be jealous when he knows you belong to him, but that doesn't mean he doesn't get jealous. Hermes feels jealous in a very subtle way and you will hardly notice it unless you are very observant.

Hermes would be a master of subtle manipulation, never appearing threatening at first glance, but always ingeniously orchestrating circumstances to keep you close to him. He can put you in dangerous and desperate situations so that he can save you, acting as your hero and savior, without you knowing that it was really his fault.

He would use his communication skills to stay in constant contact, flooding you with messages and calls, creating an underlying aura of intimidation. His communication methods can range from playful to threatening, depending on his mood and your response. Hermes may have a controlled temper, but he can become easily angered if he doesn't get what he wants. And he wants you.

Hermes would love to travel with you, he would take you anywhere you wanted, be it the human world or the gods and mythological creatures, he would take you wherever you wanted in the blink of an eye. Seeing your smile when you visit a place he's always wanted to is the best gift he could ask for.

The god is a born stalker and a master at manipulating you in subtle ways, but he is not overwhelming or possessive. All he wants is you, to have you and if you run, he will catch you. You are his in every sense of the word. Hermes will take good care of you, don't worry, once he has you attached to him, he will make sure you are happy and satisfied with life by his side. It's not like you have a choice.

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[l0sercat]

Yandere Alphabet w/ Hermes

Affection — how do they show their love and affection?

He'll bake you little goodies and cook you meals. Sometimes they might be drugged with things to call you down but sometimes they're not. He'll also play some songs for you on his violin.

Blood — how messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

He is willing to get messy but doesn't prefer it. He doesn't like making messes or getting dirty but if he has to he will.

Cruelty — how would they treat their darling once abducted?

Depends on how darling acts. If darling is rude then he is rude if darling is chill then he is nice and gentle. But even then he can be a little sadistic. He just likes to see you cry from time to time and have you beg but nothing much.

Darling — aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Depends. If darling is being terrible he might need to teach them a lesson and depending on what they did will depend on what he does. He might touch and grope you even if you try to shrug him off. He would never go as far as showing you off on display though. No one but him will get to touch you and see your beauty; not even his family. Ares is to stupid and rough to be able to admire your beauty, Zeus...(well need I say more?), Apollo has so many women and men already he doesn't need another one especially if he is just gonna treat you like a whore.

Exposed — how vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

He isn't exposed much. He just doesn't open up not because he doesn't love you he does. But he just doesn't because there truly isn't a need for him to do so.

Fight — how would they feel if their darling fought back?

He would be amused at first then, it would be irritating. He thought it was cute you thought you could escape. Then you kept trying and it's like you don't even see him as a god an just a weak human.

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

He doesn't view it as a game but finds it pretty amusing. Watching you try and escape from him, a god. He chuckles and let's you get your hopes up and run to find a god to help you. But no god in there right mind is gonna mess with his Darling (Well Buddha will but you didn't reach him in time). He'll then quickly scoop you back into his arms and talk to you in a condescending manner. Why would you think you'd be able to escape?

Hell — what would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

When you tried to run to his brothers or father for help. It pissed him off. You could practically feel his aura coming off him. He kept the same smile but you could tell he was planning something. He slammed you against the wall and pinned you by your neck. Why did you go to his brothers? Did you want them more than him? Did you honestly think they were gonna help you? What was the point? Was it just to make me mad? Your in for a whole world of hurt :/

Ideals — what kind of future do they have in mind for their darling?

One where your basically his lap dog. You obey all his commands and don't put up a fight. You basically fall into Stockholm syndrome and view him as you should've in he first place. A god.

Jealousy — do they get jealous? How do they handle it?

He hardly ever gets jealous but when he does it probably because of something to do with his brothers. You were talking with Ares and although Ares is not competition it pisses him off to no end to see you talking to him. Then Zeus pulls you in and clearly flirting and suggesting things to you. He would simply say something that could be read as aggressive and scoop you up in his arms and take you away.

Kisses — how do they act around or with their darling?

He's the same person he is with everyone else. But he is more loving and gentle with you but also a little sadistic. He'll whisper sweet things in your ear while he is treating your body harshly. He is also an obsessive and manipulative yandere so...

Love letters — how would they go about approaching their darling?

He would try to court you by taking you on dates. He's cooking for you and getting you jewelry if you like that stuff. If that doesn't work then he's kidnapping you lmao.

Mask — are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

Not really but like I said he'll be more loving (and sadistic). You can totally see his yandere behaviors.

Naughty — how would they punish their darling?

By bending you over his lap and spanking you. It is probably psychical but he can and will punish you with non physically.

Oppression — how many rights would they take away from their darling?

Some you keep more than most darlings. He won't rape or SA you. He's better than that and he won't make you walk around with no clothes in his house. You also have free reign of the house and can use whatever you want in the house. Wether that be internet or even knives. You can't call anyone and you need a divine weapon to even hurt him.

Patience — how patient are they with their darling?

He is pretty patient it is gonna take a lot for him to snap. But when he does...you better stay begging and praying.

Quite — if their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

If darling dies he would be shocked and sad for a bit. He would grieve and move on but he probably won't get another. Its a surprise he felt that way in the first place. If darling escapes he will just find them which want take less than a day.

Regret — would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling?

No 💀

Stigma — what brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

Probably more curiosity and wanting to feed this strong emotion he's getting. He can be greedy I mean he's a god after all.

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

He doesn't always enjoy but he doesn't care much. It will get annoying after a while but if he can't handle it he will gag you.

Unique — would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

Yeah he would probably let you out without supervision. I mean where would you go? He would let you out and you think you would have a chance but then you almost fall to your death and your reminded where you are. He knows you can't get anywhere or hide so he lets you roam and when you think your being slick he ends up by your side in an instant just smirking with a condescending look on his face.

Vice — what weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

There isn't anything you could exploit he knows how to keep a cool head. He does everything with purpose and he plans for everything. You ain't escaping him 😂

Wit’s end — would they ever hurt their darling?

He would but would only before his pleasure. If you misbehave he is putting you in his lap and spanking you. Wether or not you enjoy it he is hurting you. He enjoys seeing you beg and helpless for him. It reminds you of your place and how you need to watch your mouth.

Xoanon — how much would they revere or worship their darling?

He isn't worshipping you but he doesn't really expect you to worship him. He honestly doesn't care if you. Does he get some sort of feeling in his chest when you do of course because he is a god. But he isn't like those stuck up gods who need to be showered in mortal's praise.

Yearn — how long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

2 months. He would need to accept his feelings then he would try to court you normally. If that doesn't work he is then preparing his bike for you and after that kidnaping you so honestly could be shorter than 2months.

Zenith — would they ever break their darling?

He would and he would not feel bad about it. He probably wanted to break you in the first place. Strong willed and not giving in easily? Well now your broken lol.

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[cutelittlevamp]

Hello, I loved reading all of your fics! Especially the yandere dionysus one. Could you do one about yandere hermes or maybe yandere apollo?

First of all, I'm so sorry o.o

You have every right to be mad at me. This took me ages (not to write but to start writing it ._.)

Now, thank you uwu and I chose Hermes for your Oneshot as I prefer him over Apollo and I have another ask with Apollo so, that's that

I hope you at least like it a litte but I won't be mad if you decide to never read it at all. You really had to wait long

Also, just wanted to mention, this oneshot goes into a direction I normally don't write or - more precisely - have never written before (meaning suggestive/implied content) and I hope it's readable o.o

TW: implied content; suggestive content; getting tied up; captivity

and just to get this off my chest: in my mind, he actually stops after the last sentence

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He was fast. So incredibly fast

Not just his movements but also how he talks. He also builds relationships fast - from his point of view, at least. There was no slow approach to anything he did, it seemed.

Right now it was more the movement speed that worried you though. You had just gotten out of the house that had been your personal golden cage for quite some time now and you really weren’t keen on getting dragged back there. Not to say Hermes had been rough with you - he was suffocatingly sweet normally - but he’s extremely pushy not to mention the fact that you never wanted to be here in the first place. Or be with him at all. Yet it didn’t matter how often you told him that, he just laughed it off.

‘I’m not a hunter but a good hunt can be quite thrilling if the prey is worth it’ or ‘It’s alright little strawberry. If you want to play hard to get I’ll be the perfect suitor just for you’. It seemed he had a whole list of sentences he could say if you told him you wanted to leave.

Any misbehaviour - or more, what he deemed was misbehaviour - was tolerated to a certain degree and most times he actually seemed to enjoy your ‘rebellious streaks’ but you had certainly pushed past his limit by leaving the house.

He wouldn’t like it. Not one bit.

That’s why you had to be the fast one this time. You never knew when he’d return once he left the house but he could be back any second. All you had to do is be a little faster, a little smarter than him. Well, that was easier said than done.

You had known before you left your ‘home’ that you’d have to cross a river at one point. It was visible from the windows. Yet you could find no way to safely do so. There was no bridge nor a boat and trying to swim through that current would be suicide. Still, there must be some way to cross it. Why else wouldn’t Hermes want you to leave the house? If you couldn’t get across the river then there would be no reason to contain you inside. It didn’t matter much though if you couldn’t find said way.

Frustrated you let out a low grumble and pulled at your hair. You had been out here for far too long already. “This really can’t get any worse now, can it?” “Sure it can. Just give me a minute.”

Hearing his voice - still sounding as chipper as always - right next to your ear made you tense up immediately which caused him to sigh. “I really thought we were past this.”

Then he simply picked you up and carried you back inside, going straight to the bedroom to place you on the bed. You didn’t fight back knowing quite well that it was futile and simply remained where he placed you, waiting to see what he was going to do next.

Normally he’d start lecturing you. Telling you that there was no reason to leave, asking how you could leave him alone, stating that you never even tried to understand his point of view or how he would feel when he came home one day to find you gone. Trying everything to guilt trip you. Sadly, that actually worked sometimes.

Today though he didn’t say anything. He just stood in front of the bed and looked at you. Whatever was going through his mind you couldn’t tell but he really took his time. It unnerved you, to say the least.

He wasn’t patient. Everything needed to go fast - not end fast, but go fast nonetheless. Seeing now that he did nothing but look at you while knowing he was going to do something eventually was scaring you more than anything he had ever done before. It felt like hours had passed before he finally started to move.

Agonisingly slow he removed his brightly coloured scarf, then he just held it in his hands while a small smile started to show on his face.

Before you could even comprehend what was happening Hermes was back to his signature speed, tying your wrists together with his scarf before securing it to the headboard of the bed. Still not fully understanding what just had happened you looked from Hermes to your wrists and back again a few times, a look of open confusion on your face.

Tugging on your restraints the truth finally settled in: he had actually tied you up.

“You … you tied me up …” saying it out loud didn’t help make the situation less bizarre. He had never done anything like this before. “Why would you tie me up?”

Right now you weren’t sure what upset you more: being bound to a bed or the strange way Hermes smiled at you. “It’s so you don’t run away again, strawberry.”

“So what if I do? We both know you’re faster than me.”

He hummed in agreement while slowly moving towards you.

Somehow he seemed to enjoy the slow approach today or probably just the way you reacted to it. It unnerved you just as much as the unfamiliar situation. Hermes had always been very touchy-feely but more in the way of hugs and quick soft pecks.

Now he suddenly decided to tie you to the bed and crawl on top of you? You definitely preferred hugging over this.

“Hermes please -” you started but he quickly shut you up with a kiss that made your eyes go wide with shock. He had never kissed you on the lips before.

“Don’t beg, little strawberry. It’s unbecoming for you. Also -” he paused, smiling brightly and started to play with your hair “you can’t exactly blame me for the situation, can you? It was your mistake after all.” Again with the guilt trip.

He sat back up, his eyes never straying from yours. You hoped he’d just move to sit or lay beside you but he remained on top of you, straddling your hips, restricting your movement even further with his weight.

His gaze remained fixed to yours while his hands moved to reach under your shirt and gently caress your sides. You let out a gasp of surprise at his sudden unfamiliar touches and he smiled a bit brighter in return. He wasn’t normally like this so why -?

Hands travelling further up your torso he leaned forward again so he could bury his head in your neck to shower it with kisses. That was when you finally snapped out of your freezed state and started to move beneath him. Kicking your feet and pulling at his scarf binding your wrists you tried your best to get him off you or at least to make him stop.

You did not want this. To be touched by him like this.

Yet when your movements started to annoy him Hermes simply bit down into the tender skin of your shoulder. The action made you cry out in pain yet it seemed there was something in your voice that made the god let out a content hum.

“You know, you don’t have to love me” there was sadness in his voice but it also sounded … heated. Not chipper as usual. “I love you enough for both of us. But, you know -” he moved his head so he could look at you. There was a strange fire in his eyes that sent shivers down your spine and caused a lump to form in your throat. “I really hope you’ll love me one day, my strawberry.”

Then he kissed you. Not like the quick kiss from before but passionately and heated. Almost as if he was starving and he wanted to devour you.

When you had to open your mouth to try and get some air he shoved in his tongue, deepening the kiss even more. Once the two of you finally separated you were gasping for breath.

Hermes looked down at you with a lovestruck expression on his face.

“You look so cute all flushed like this.” You could feel tears sting in your eyes as you looked at him, unable to say a word.

“I wonder how you’ll look if we go all the way.”

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[recreationalfanfics]

Hi there you wonderful and amazing person, can I request Gender Neutral or Female Billy Batson Reader with Platonic with either Yandere Poseidon, Loki, Buddha, Hercules, Ares, Hermes, Zeus and Thor (3 of your choosing, cause honestly, any combination can work for this)

Reader is 14 years old orphan, who’s a Human Fighter, Humanity is frightening that a child is fighting while the Gods are mocking Humanity for choosing a CHILD to fight (Until they/she yells ‘SHAZAM!’ And turn into an adult figure full of god power and wins the fight, even refusing to kill their/her opponents and just injuring them badly enough they can’t fight anymore because they don’t want to commit murder, even if it’s a god and they were planning on killing them/her)

The gods are FURIOUS that a Human Child somehow has the powers of the GODS and want her/them on their side (Reader is very strong) but Reader refuses because she/they want to save and protect Humanity because that’s what a Hero does (That doesn’t mean Reader won’t act reckless or immature, since they are a child, they just won’t abuse their power to hurt others)

Sorry if this is a lot, I LOVE DC, and Shazam is my absolute favorite DC Superhero (He’s such a relatable character, and I can’t wait to watch Clash of Gods) the first movie was great and the Wizard was funny too

OOOH, YES. I LOVE THAT IDEA TBH. Angsty idea: What if this also took place in the Injustice Universe (where Superman killed Captain Marvel) and that's why the Reader is here- ALSO, I'VE NEVER HEARD SOMEONE SAY THEIR FAVORITE DC HERO IS SHAZAM, YOU HAVE AMAZING TASTE.

Platonic Yandere!Hercules, Buddha, and Hermes + Shazam! GN Reader:

"She's stooped too low!"

"Has humanity given up that quickly!?"

"That can't be our champion!? Can it!?"

You pull your hoodie up as you hesitaite to walk further, hearing the sounds of the gods and humans alike. You look back at Brunhilde, who gives you a comforting smile and nods encouragingly in your direction. You smile back and try to take a deep breath. It's no big deal, you've gone toe-to-toe with bigger bad guys before. Hell, Black Adam was a near damn god and you've beaten him a couple of times.

"WHAT'S THIS!? HUMANITY IS...SENDING OUT A CHILD!? THAT CAN'T BE CORRECT, THERE'S SUPPOSED TO BE A HERO HERE FROM HUMANITY'S GREATEST LEAGUE OF HEROES."

You frown at the announcer and send him a glare. Ouch, okay. Suddenly you felt more spiteful than insecure in that moment. Staring at the God you were about to face, you pull your hood down and get into a fight stance.

The god laughs, "Okay, okay, real cute kid. Where's the REAL champion I've been hearing about?"

"They're right here...SHAZAM!"

"The Strength of Hercules!":

- Oh, words WERE definetly due after your outrageous fight. The gods were horrified; a human child who somehow had THEIR powers managed to defeat a god!? WHAT INSANITY WAS THIS!? Although, Hercules wasn't really concerned about that part...he was more concerned about the child part.

- He followed you and Brunhilde both after your fight, you laughing and pumping yourself up and Brunhilde ruffling your hair lovingly. You looked up and smiled at her and Hercules couldn't help but feel his heart soften. You looked like a sweet kid. Which only made him angrier.

- "BRUNHILDE, WHAT WERE YOU THINKING!? Having a child compete? WHAT INSANITY IS THIS!?"

- When she explains who you are and what you can do and how you didn't even need a völundr, it only enraged him more. Humanity must be saved but you can't sacrifice a child to do it. You looked at him and you felt a sense of bittersweet nostalgia. He reminded you of...no...you didn't want to think of him right now.

- Hercules will then look at you and smile, complimenting you on how you did in battle and how he couldn't help but recognize his strength. You timidly tell him that it was one of your seven powers, the Strength of Hercules. An idea forms inside of his head and he suggests that even though you're both on opposite sides, that he should mentor you in how you use your strength.

Platonic Yandere! Hercules:

- Its so easy for you to warm up to him, he reminds you so much of Clark...before, you know. He's kind and compassionate and he has the right intentions. He felt familiar but safer if that made sense and considering you are a CHILD who is competing in DEATH MATCHES, you needed something familiar.

- Hercules is happy that you come to him so much, he sees you as a younger sibling, honestly. He protects you from people like Zeus, Poseidon, and Loki who might seek to harm you or "interrogate" you about your powers. He also will sneak over to the human's side to make sure Brunhilde isn't gonna use you as a secret weapon again. His new goal along with saving humanity is to make sure you survive this.

- He becomes family to you, a concept you yearned for. He scolds you when you get into hijinks, he's a good and patient teacher who truly shows you the potential of your strength, but he's also a very soft and kind person. When you tell him how you died, he hugs you and tells you that no one shall harm you like that. Not when he's around.

- It was a good thing but all good things come to an end. That darkness that overcame Superman? You begin to feel it. You think it started when you accidentally upset another God, much to the point they wanted to fight you then and there. You wanted to get back to Hercules but they kept fighting you and you tried to say Shazam but each attack was faster than the last. Then Hercules came to the rescue, except, it was much more violent than it needed to be. Nearly beating the god to death, he didn't stop until you transformed and used your strength to pull him off. He had crazed blood lust eyes for a minute but they softened when they looked at you.

- You want to pretend that your imagining it and you want to tell someone but who would believe you? Sure you had the power of the Gods but everyone knew you were just an orphan mortal child with a magic word. Hercules had a reputation for being a good and just person...but so was Superman. You try to distance yourself from Hercules a bit, saying that you couldn't make certain training times and then eventually you just stopped showing up at all.

- He doesn't like being lied to, (Y/n). He sees you when you laugh with Sasaki Kojiro or when you hang out with Goll. Hercules isn't sure why you're trying to avoid him but thats gonna have to change, you're too young to understand that just because you have powers doesn't mean you CAN'T get hurt. That's why you have to stay close to him. So he can protect you and keep you safe.

"By The Wisdom of Solomon!":

- Huh, that's something you don't see everyday. Buddha was iffy about Brunhilde choosing you but he won't deny, it's quite brilliant to fight the Gods with their own powers. Such a shame that a poor kid like you got stuck to this match.

- Buddha is the cool older brother, honestly. When you're walking over to Brunhilde to have the doctors check up on you, Buddha is all: "Hey, little buddy. Saw your fight out there, pretty impressive for someone your age."

- Your chest swells with pride at his words as you just try to fix your posture and look cool and composed, "Yeah, this kinda stuff isn't really new to me. I kinda fight guys like this, like, all the time." and Buddha laughs at your confident tone and hands you one of his treats.

- "Well, you seem like you've got everything covered. Just remember, don't get too cocky in a place like this."

- You nod your head, this time a more serious expression on your face. You know what he means but life and death isn't something new to you and now that you've been given a second chance to defend humanity, you're going to make sure you make all the right decisions to win this for everyone.

- Buddha seems to notice the determination in your eyes because he lets out a soft chuckle and pats your head, "Can tell I ignited that fire in ya. See you around, little buddy."

- You open your mouth to tell him that you could be a big buddy if you wanted to but then you blushed when you realized how stupid that sounded and he just cackled in the distance.

Platonic Yandere! Buddha:

- He shows up everywhere you're at. It wasn't just the Wisdom of Solomon telling you that something was wrong, it was that instinct you develop when you were on the run from Child Services kicking in that told you someone was following you. You didn't want to think that it was Buddha, he was so cool! He snuck you snacks, taught you some interesting things about your powers and how to use them, and how to mediate and other cool stuff!

- Still, you start to notice he began popping up more and more during your daily rounds in Ragnarok. You didn't really mind it since he was good company and considering how old everyone else was compared to you, he was like a cool Gen Z God (if you had to describe him) but lately, its been happening too much for your liking.

- Like when you were practicing your newest fighting skills and such and nearly fell, he showed up right behind you and caught you before you hit the ground. Asking how his favorite little buddy was doing, which was weird considering that you were in Shazam mode but even weirder was that you were pretty sure he was somewhere far away from the place you were training at. You didn't think much of it then but then it started happening more and more.

- No one else is allowed to befriend you, as well. For example, Sasaki was telling you stories of his old fights and you were both laughing but now when you run up to him to try and hang out, he just gives you a sad smile and says he sadly can't. The same even goes with the Valkyries sometimes, you don't know why they all hate you all of a sudden. You don't have much time to figure out the answer, of course, because Buddha will join you because you looked sad and offer you a snack.

- He hates seeing you upset, little buddy, he really does. But even with all those fancy powers, you're still just a little guy going up against Gods. Brunhilde can't be 100% trusted to look after you so Buddha will take that position. It goes to his head quick when he sees you hang out with others, almost as if you forgot about your best buddy! He knows it's selfish of him to isolate you but some of those humans will die, Buddha sure as Hell won't. So just stick with him, okay, little buddy?

"The Speed of Mercury!":

- What a curious thing you were. He wasn't sure what to make of the situation when it happened but if he had to summarize it; you, a child, somehow inherited the power of the gods and became an adult. He'd recognize his speed anywhere.

- You put it to good use as well, it seems. He watched you fight and sensed a sort of excitement during your battle. What shenanigans and plot twists will you bring little one?

- At the end of your fight, your grown self even has the audacity to grab the microphone from Hiemdall and announce to everyone: "I am not some kid! I am a member of the Justice League and a well respect hero! I risked my life protecting mankind and I'll risk my afterlife so...uh, EAT THAT, GODS!" and the gods gasped audibly while Hermes chuckled in amusement. It appears as though your maturity doesn't change with your body.

- No because he will still find it upsetting that Brunhilde chose a child as a champion, REGARDLESS OF YOUR POWERS. Unlike the other two, he doesn't exactly rush to meet you because its not really any of his business at the end of the day.

- However you both run into each other again and it's such a funny coincidence. You look him up and down and tell him: "So...You're Hermes...I didn't expect you to look so...butlery." and he just makes this surprised face at you but smiles at you, "Yes, I do suppose I look different from how humans envision me."

Platonic Yandere! Hermes:

- The adopted Dad who stepped up and will step on anyone who tries to do you harm. You don't understand, you just bring out this good humorous and playful side out of him a bit more. He isn't sure how, why, or when but you managed to worm your way into his heart.

- He really wouldn't have it any other way either. The mortals of your world were insane for letting a child like you fend for themselves, you're so sweet and well meaning, maybe a bit too arrogant for your own good but that's just with being a youth.

- He hates that you aren't on the same side, its just harder for him to keep track of you so he thinks of plans on how he can ease his worries. Switching sides obviously won't be any use, unless he uses force, but he'd rather resort to that last. He's just so conflicted on what he should do.

- Everyone is aware of his attachment to you, how dear you are too him and how he's already threatened multiple gods and humans alike to stay away because they either wanted to harm you or pit you against him. He isn't really that fond of Brunhilde because of the way he suspects she's turning you against him.

- NO BUT YOU KNOW HOW HE MAKES SONGS FOR THE FALLEN HUMANS? I garuntee you that he writes songs for you and, if you'll let him, will sing you to sleep. An experience that you never had growing up so you happily accept it. Oh, you're so trusting. The way you fall asleep so innocently when he could easily take you away right then and there. He pushes those thoughts away because you haven't done anything that would require him to go that far and he tucks you in. Wishing you pleasant dreams♡

#platonic yandere #ror buddha x reader #ror hercules x reader #ror hermes x reader #FIRST HERMES THING SO LEMME KNOW HOW IT IS. #record of ragnarok #record of ragnarok x reader #ror x reader #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #snv x reader #yandere buddha ror #Yandere Hercules ror #yandere hermes ror #yandere x reader #yandere record of ragnarok x reader

[noaltbruh]

@multifandom-hcs Hope you're having a good day too! :))

Bruno and Hermes dating hcs ❤️

Hermes 💋

Chaotic gf. I don't know if you're an introvert or an extrovert, but she will most definitely be more hyped than you for anything.

Loves to try new things with you and go on all sorts of date! From carnivals, to road trips, to that one random place you saw and you're not quite sure if it's a restaurant or a sex shop, but you'll find out together!

Wakes you up at three am. because she just got an idea for what you could do together and you have to do it NOW.

Big on PDA, she's constantly touching you or holding you near her even when you're in public, HECK ESPECIALLY when you're in public.

Loves to show you off to the Stone Ocean gang and can't shut up about how great her partner is.

Definetely teases you and gets even mushier with you if she sees you getting shy.

She'll speak up and stand up for you in any situation, whether that is a stand battle or someone cut in line in front of you.

Always has the biggest grin on her face as soon as she sees you.

Loves to drag you in troubles, but she honestly just wants to have fun with you. Don't worry, if things get out of hand, she knows how to handle policemen.

I think her kisses would be a bit rough, like you can just feel how eager she is to feel her lips on your body.

Is literally always complimenting you and your look, calling you hot, beautiful, handsome, pretty...Whatever you prefer!

"Breath taking as usual, caro/cara!" "I'm...Literally in my pajamas" "Your point?"

Shoplifts for you, I'm sorry. Like- maybe you just saw a cool jewel in a shop and told her you liked it, without really thinking much about it. The next day, you find that exact jewel at your front door.

Opens up about her past and how much she misses her sister, it's one of the few times she genuinely seems sorrowful.

Would love you even more if you accepted to visit her sibling's grave with her. She might cry on your shoulder, so please comfort her.

On a more optimistic note, if she visits her on his own, she even talks to her and you and how awesome you are.

She lets you keep your stuff in her tits without even having to ask her, it's just routine for you two by now.

Loves to do your makeup. Alternatively, if you don't wear it, she still asks you if she can try it on you because she's fully convinced you'd look great with it.

VERY flirty and completely shameless about it, no matter who is watching.

Can't cook lol, but she will gladly take you to any restaurant you like and she'll offer to pay for both of you!

...Yeah, pay.

Bruno 🤐

The boyfriend ever.

He's so romantic and gentle he literally makes me want to cry because he's so perfect and VSGABCAHZCSS.

Just being near him makes you feel safe, you'll never have to fear being judged as long as this man is your partner.

He's calm and understanding. No matter if something is troubling you or you're simply in a bad mood just because, he'll never lose his patience with you.

Encourages you in everything you do, whether that is a small task or a lifelong goal you're trying to pursue, Bruno will always be ready to support you and help you in any way possible.

Might be a bit busy from time to time due to his job, but he makes you to call and text you anytime he gets the chance too. He loves hearing your voice and he wants to be sure that you're doing alright.

He never closes a phone call without an "I love you, tesoro" at the end.

Will make up for the time he missed once he gets back home. He'll do whatever you want to and there aren't limits to how much he's willing to spend for his love.

Do you want to go on a trip to France for the weekend? He already has two tickets and a reservation in the best hotel of the city.

Remember that very fancy restaurant in the city center? Guess who has already reserved a table for two with a beatutil view on the entire city?

Truthfully, however, Bruno enjoys anything as long as he gets to spend it with you. Despite his role in the mafia, he also loves simpler, everyday life with his partner.

Even just going to the local market to buy something together makes him so incredibly happy, and gives him a sense of normality in the mess that's his life.

Not super big on showing affection in public, at least not as much as Mista or Narancia- but he always maintains even a small touch between you.

He loves to hold your hand as you walk, lets you hold on to his arm, or he wraps his arm around your waist.

Way more touchy and flirty in private. Bruno is smooth and knows excabtly where to provoke you or what to tell you to make you blush.

He puts his hand under your chin or on your cheek if you were to look away from him. You can see his proud, little smirk on his face.

The best cook in the gang, male wife material. His fish dishes are the best you'll ever try in your entire life.

Speaking of that, he'd love to go fishing with you. It reminds him of the time he spent with his father and sees it as a way to continue his family traditions. After all, you are his future wife/husband.

He has the kindest look on his face while explaining to you how to fish and it makes me want to explode.

He loves to massage your shoulders, for some reason. Maybe because it helps you relax, but it just feels very intimate to him.

He rubs your back and kisses you on the forehead whenever he hugs you. His embrace is warm and you wish you never had to let go.

Gives you flowers or any sort of gifts on the most random occasions. Don't worry, buddy, you didn't forget and important date, he's just a sweetheart and wanted to give you a present to make you smile.

Also, since you're dating him, you'll now have to take care of five children, aka the gang. I'm sorry, but you did this to yourself the moment you became his partner.

Don't worry, Abbacchio will help you... Perhaps.

On a more serious note, Bruno would love to have a family with you in the future. This man is MADE to raise children, adopted or not, anything is fine for him.

He thinks you'd be a great parent, but of course, if you don't want to be, he'll never force it on you :)

#jojo #jojo's bizarre adventure #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure #jjba x reader comfort #jjba x reader #jjba x you #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #bucciarati x reader #bruno buccellati x reader #bruno jjba #bucciarati bruno #jjba bruno #bruno bucciarati #vento aureo x reader #golden wind x reader #bucci gang x reader #bucci gang headcanons #jjba hermes #hermes costello #hermes x reader #jojo stone ocean #jjba part 6 #stone ocean x reader #stone ocean gang

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Yandere hermes x reader (headcanons)

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POS-SES-SIVE. this man does not want you talking, looking, or touching anyone that isn't him.

if he sees anyone talking to you he will come up from behind and hug you, sending a glare over your shoulder at the other person silently telling them to leave.

if he is busy and cant stop to hug you he'll pout from afar and be in a bad mood all day until he sees you again.

he will bring you little gifts from the mortal realm. his favorite is finding cool rocks and gifting them to you. you probably have the largest collection to exist.

the morning consist of him latching onto you and refusing to let you leave him. he'll mumble and whine into your back if you try.

the only people he lets near you are apollo and dionysus. (who may or may not be platonic yanderes for you)

they both love you of course, you make their little brother happy how could they not.

if you are a mortal then i hope you didnt like it because he wont lose you. so you will become immortal

if you were already immortal then things will pretty much be the same just without the dash of kidnapping

overall he's one of the more harmless yanderes. as long as you give him cuddles and love its just like a normal (overly posesive and protective) relationship.

but he is still a yandere so if some hurts you he wont have a problem with giving them a free meeting with his uncle.

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#bloodofzeus #bloodofzues #hermes x reader #headcanons #hermes boz #yandere #yandere headcanons #yandere greek mythology #yandere hermes #blood of zeus x reader #greekmythology

[jellyjellyfish]

Yandere male gods (apollo,hades,Poseidon,hermes,Beelzebub) X kanon matsubara reader.

Warning⚠: female reader, character insert, Yandere, stalking.

My au: the gods won the third round and since they love but your human they choose to stop the Ragnarok.

This is you ↑

Facts about kanon:

Shy and quiet

Can sing and plays drums

Loves jellyfish

Part of the band hello happy world.

In the tea ceremony club.

Leader of her club.

Help make songs for HHW.

I headcanon she can play piano.

How you met the gods:

Hades and Beelzebub

You Were on a walk around then hades and Beelzebub Saw you they Were definitely mesmerized by you

Hades goes to you and asked

"May i ask what is your name ?"

You Were aware he was a god as they already introduce the gods so you were flustered

"My Name is kanon... "

You answered really shy they thought it's really cute...

Poseidon

At valhalla there was an aquarium just you Were really mesmerized Poseidon was also having a walk at that aquarium when he saw you all of his pride dissapear his cheeks flush red seeing you he immedietly cover it and turn away....

Apollo

You are just on your day to one of your fellow band member while carrying all the sheets of your band's songs.

Apollo walked passed you but since he saw you Were struggling and he was bored he offers you help

"Hey do you need some help ?"

Hearing that you turned around to the Voice when he saw you're face he fell in love fast and hard. While you on the other Were quite suprised a god wants to help you a human. You out of your own instincts you said

"N-no thank you... "

And you left..

Hermes

You bump into each other in valhalla's lilbary You two accidently pick the same book. And accidently touch hands while reaching for the book.

He was flustered by the accidental touch he gazed at your how beautifull and cute you are you apologized about the little accident and then you flee hermes does a little quite laugh

" i guess Aphrodite is quite mischivous.. "

How everything goes:

They found out that all four of them fell in love with you and they male a deal they will share you

The other gods are also fascinated by you and want to be friends...

They stalked you night and day

Aphrodite called this mania

They found out about your likes and dislikes also your activities and surname.

When Poseidon heard you Like Jellyfish he choose to brought you to the Jellyfish museum.

When hades and Beelzebub heard you are part of the tea ceremony club they ordered the most exquisite tea for you.

For hermes and Apollo they choose a beautifull dresses for you apollo gave you a kimono and hermes gave you a cute dress

When they gave their gifts and confessed to you, you Were shocked but happy. You accepted them they Were happy and t hey kissed you all over making you red and suddenly hades pick you up and carry you bridal style.

"We agreed that each of us has a month that we get to keep you in out castle. "

Hades explained

They choose to not do anything to humanity but they gave them a rule they must pray to their chosen deity.

While you on the other hand became immortal and the gods loves you, the kids and little angels loves you. They often bring crown flowers for you....

#new writer boost #writers block #record of ragnarok #fandom #poseidon #fiction #yandere #yandere apollo #yandere hermes #yandere poseidon #yandere hades #yandere beelzebub #ror #ror x reader #kanon matsubara #kanon #hello happy world #bandori #band dream #gods #god #greek mythology #greek gods #x reader #love at first sight #drummer #shygirl #shy reader #shy

[dilfartist]

Mine, and mine alone

Pairing; Corpse bride Jolyne x reader

TW; death, cheating, forced marriages, yandere themes, homophobia mentioned, religion mentioned, age gap mentioned, NSFW mentioned a couple of times.

Word count: 4.5K

A/n; So sorry this took me a long time! I was hoping all the requests would be finished during Halloween, but I procrastinated and wanted at least on fic to be released in October. So sorry in advance if it seems rushed

You never understood why playing chess was such a complicated task for you. 

The black queen is raised aloft off the chessboard. Your eyes skim the chessboard, searching for its rightful place to claim your win against your opponent. Your opponent -also known as the head butler of the estate- Richard, observed quietly, eyes following your hand that clasped the chest piece. A sensation of frustration grows by the minute, the sound of the fire crackling from the fire pit overwhelming you, interrupting your concentration. 

Richard shakes his head, chuckling. “Chess is a game of skill; the game isn't for everyone, Mrs.L/n,” Richard says, his thin lips forming into a soft smile. 

Richard shifts in his chair, extending his arm to reach for his teacup. “Chess is a game of skill.” Richard reminds you, just as he did a million times before you decided to play. “the game isn't for everyone, Mrs.L/n.” 

“Yes, I know, but what less is there to do?” you whine. “I've already read all the interesting books in the library. There isn't much for me to do outside. And my soon-to-be husband is rarely home. I want nothing more than to go back to my hometown. I now despise the luxuries you once prayed to have.” 

Not too long ago, you lived in a small town near a giant forest. You lived in poverty all your life; your parents struggled to keep food on the table or even a roof over your head. You remember wishing on many stars, praying to whoever listened to grant you the wish to live in riches, and not worrying about how your parents would pay the overdue rent. A life where you could relax. However, if obtaining your wish meant you’d have to be married to a selfish man, then you’d happily throw away your dreams. 

(You recall the event vividly; Resting your head against the carriage window, you watched as the autumn-colored trees grew in number. The words ‘wouldn't take long’ were nothing but a lie; it felt like an eternity since you’d left the city. You're growing tired of sitting in one spot. Growing tired of the many bumps on the route, the coachmen decided to use. Weary of taking naps, hoping to pass the time. 

A fuzzy sensation in your warning you that the next nap will cost you a headache. 

Your eyes glance at your mother, sitting across from you. She quietly reads a novel she brought along. You, yourself, would have taken something on the ride if it weren't for the fact your mother rushed you into the carriage with no explanation. 

Then again, you should have known what she was up to when you saw her with one of the only gowns she owns, telling you to dress in one of the fanciest dresses she’d purchased you the week prior; A seafoam green gown accompanied by a pair of long white gloves. Your lips form into a deep grimace. You look back to the window. 

You’ve always dreamed of a life of luxury. Growing up struggling, all you could do was fantasize about the day you would live in riches, not having to worry about how your parents would pay the overdue rent. A life where you could relax. 

However, if obtaining your wish meant you’d have to be married to a selfish man, then you’d happily throw away your dreams.

You hear paper folding, then a loud sigh fleeing your mother. “Stop with the grumpy face, Y/n. You know this is for the family. You know doing this will lead us all to a better life.” She chastised in a mumble, sending you a glare. 

You shift in your seat, looking down at your hands. “Why does it have to be me?” you started. “Why can't you marry the old man?” 

Your mother clicks her tongue, “how many times do I have to tell you he is attracted to younger women? I'm far too old for him.” 

Your head snaps in your mother’s direction, hands bawling. “I can't believe you're doing this, mom! You don't even care about my feelings. You’re just selling me off to some pervert. And for what? A couple of thousand? Do I not matter to you?” you’re nearly in tears, breathing unsteadily, biting your lower lip to keep yourself from cursing.

Your mother snaps her fingers at you, “Don't raise your voice at me! Don't forget who you’re talking to!” you turn your head back to the window. “We need the money, Y/n. I don't want to do this either, but we have no choice.” 

You slumped back in your seat: starting an Altercation would get you nowhere. Your mother’s mind never changes. 

Placing her novel to the side, Your mother uncrosses her legs, inching closer to you. She takes your hands into her, starting deep into your eyes. Your eyes meet with your mother’s pity-filled orbs. “I promise, once we have all the money needed, we will come to get you.” 

You close your eyes, feeling your body shaking against your mother’s motionlessly still hands. You can't find your voice, so you nod your head. You pray silently to any god listening for her to keep her promise. She leans back, returning to her novel.

The rest of the carriage ride was silent, no one uttering anything. You proceeded with staring out the window while your mother continued reading. 

You notice the change in the panorama outside of the window. The trees lessened in number until there were none in sight. A vast sybaritic manor appeared, an enormous river beside it, no plant life besides grass

The carriage slows, then comes to a cessation. The carriage door on the right side squeaks open, and an emaciated man stands holding it open, greeting you with a welcoming smile. “Mrs. L/n, we have arrived to master Beckwith's manor.” The butler assists you both out of the carriage to the entrance of the manor. 

You step out onto the stoned road, placing on your white sun hat to protect your eyes from the blinding sun. It hasn't even been five minutes, yet your skin is trickling with sweat. “Geez, it's hot out here!” The butler chuckles slightly, “Well, that's the Florida heat for you. You’re going to have to get used to it out here. Especially during the night.” 

The front doors of the manor push open, and a middle-aged man walks out. The man models a fancy white suit with slicked-back brunette-colored hair with strands of grey in the front of his hairline. “Ah, Mrs. L/n. Sorry if I've kept you ladies waiting. I had some unexpected business to attend to,” he announces with a husky southern accent. 

The man approaches your mother first, greeting her with a kiss on each cheek, then he turns his attention to you, a smile stretching on his face revealing a yellow-crooked smile. “And you are supposed to be my bride-to-be? You’re more beautiful in person!” his callused hand grabs yours, raising the back of your hand to his lips, and he places a gentle kiss. “I will cherish you forever, my dear.”)

Living with John wasn't the nightmare you had expected it to be. In the mornings, you awake in a lonely bed. John usually awakes at the crack of dawn to ride into town for business purposes. The servants serve you a decent breakfast, giving you thirty minutes to eat, then it's off to training. 

John hired a woman named Gwendolyn to teach you the etiquette of a rich wife. Gwendolyn belonged to the Jones family; a wealthy family John worked along. Gwendolyn grew up taught what a woman was expected to do as a wife, and so she coveted you for being engaged to John. 

She made this fact clear as day by torturing you each session. Gwendolyn told John lies about you, she hit you multiple times with her ruler declaring you were intentionally messing up, and she announced to a room of John’s coworkers that you’d never become the wife John needed. 

Not only was she ruining your life, but she was also screwing your husband behind your back. You bet they were at it this very moment. It infuriated you. If John was committed to a young woman, why have an affair with a woman in her late twenties? 

You theorized, John only engaged with you because others thought highly of him. Gwendolyn was considered hideous to many people and John Not wanting to be a laughing stock, John selected you to be his bride. Though you had no feelings for John, your feelings were hurt. 

You slump back into your armchair, a grimace tugging on your lips. Leaning against the rose gold armchair, a huff of frustration escapes you. “Do you have anything, at all, that would entertain me?” 

Richard thought for a moment, a hand stroking his chin. Richards's eyes widen in what seemed to be a realization, “I've worked in this mansion for many years; perhaps, I have a story or two that might satisfy your boredom.” 

“Really?” you ask.

A cheeky smile blossoms on Richards's face, his excitement akin to a child on Christmas morning. Richard jubilantly rises from his chair, striding towards a dusty bookcase; His fingertip drags down the side of the bookcase until it finally halts at the letters J - M. Richard grabs, from what you can make out to be, a jewelry box. Richard inhales before blowing harshly on the jewelry box, blowing away all the dust. “There we go,” Richard mumbles, slowly approaching you. 

Richard sets the box in front of you; Richard shows off a ring of keys, holding a single tiny key, “If this story piques your interest, then I'll gladly tell you the story.” You share a look for a moment. Instinctively, your arm reaches for the key. 

Your eyes travel to the golden plate on top of the lock. Engraved on the golden plate is the name Jolyne Cujoh, written in cursive. Inserting the key, you unhurriedly twist it. The box unlocks ajar with a click. A breathtaking melody fades in as a butterfly a mixture of green and blue, twirls in the center of the box. 

In one of the cubbies, you grab a folded paper. Unfolding the paper, it showed a crinkled photograph of a gorgeous woman. You felt your cheeks flush drinking up her features. The woman, Jolyne, had a muscular physique, which you could only describe as a slim to athletic build. She wore her hair quite differently than most women; two sections of her hair were two different colors, the dark section of her hair in buns while the lighter part was braided or framed her face. The picture was a faded brown color, leading you to create your image of the real Jolyne. 

“What happened to her?” 

Richard lets out a long sigh, sauntering over to the chair across from yours. “She was a lovely woman, to say the least. You would have been the best of friends.” Richard smiles sadly. You felt your lips drop into a frown, “I see..” you spoke softly, “what happened to her. Is she dead?” 

Richard nods, picking up his teacup and blowing the heat. “I'm afraid so.“ 

Richard sips his tea then places it back on the table and proceeds with his story. “The Jisso family used to own this manor. They lived here for forty years till they decided to hand the property over to their son Romeo Jisso. Not much after Mr. Jisso met Mrs. Cujoh. She was like a love-sick puppy, following around everywhere, obeying his every command, looking for his praise. She truly was in love with him. Mr. Jisso proposed to her, a Dimond ring and all. Of course, she was over the moon and agreed almost instantly. There was no convincing that girl out of the relationship, for her fate was sealed. During the middle of the wedding, police came in unannounced and declared Jolyne was a murderer. Jolyne was innocent, yet her husband told the police otherwise.” 

Richards's eyebrows furrowed, the corners of his mouth tugging down to create a scowl. “Matter of fact, I watched Mr.Romeo murder the man in cold blood. Being the coward he was I wasn't surprised he accused someone else. Yet, I hadn't expected him to blame Jolyne. She died that night. They didn't even try to hear her side of the story, nor did they care to find evidence to prove her guilty.” 

“That bastard got what he had coming,” Richard said in a hushed-irate tone. You could barely hear him, even in a silent room.

“What happened to him.” 

“They found him dead with his tongue cut off. At first, I thought Mr.Jisso committed suicide. However, I knew one thing about Mr. Jisso; he was a coward. He’d never take his own life. It leads me to believe Jolyne-somehow some way- killed Mr.Jisso. There is no evidence to support my theory. It's merely a gut feeling. And in a way, I'm happy she had her revenge in the end.” 

The room fell mute, your eyes never leaving Richard’s. Richard’s lips upturned into his recognizable kind smile, “Here, I'm sure you’d love to explore her personal garden; wouldn't you?” Richard reached into his pants pocket, digging out what you assume to be the key.  

A fist enters your vision. Your eyes flicker from Richard to his closed fist. Your hands' cup together, moving underneath Richard’s; He gently places the frigid-metal key in your hand. 

Examining the key, you noticed the same blue and green butterfly from the jewelry box imprinted on the head of the key. 

Richard stands from his chair, gathering all the dirty dishes on the table. “Jolyne’s garden is located on the top of the hill behind the manor. Might take a while climbing up the giant hill, but I assure you it's worth your while.” Richard exits the room, leaving you to your thoughts. 

The conversation lingered in your mind the next day, interrupting many of your lessons with Gwendolyn. Much to her dismay. 

You mulled over exploring the garden or not. On one hand, you could do more than just sit around in the manor wasting the day away. On the other hand, you weren't too kind about the idea of exploring a dead woman's garden, especially since she was said to be behind the murder of her late husband. 

You sat in the library part of the manor, surrounded by dusty-ancient books. You stare off into the distance, staring at the hummingbirds outside the window, Instinctively

bouncing your left leg. You let out a bored huff. There truly wasn't anything for you to do. 

You know what, Fuck it. Nothing is more interesting than exploring a dead woman's past. 

You rushed out of the library, dashing up the stairs. Once you retrieved the key from your room, you placed on a light coat and grabbed a satchel hidden behind a rack of clothes in the closet beside the door. You left the manor, ignoring all of the maid's questions. 

You followed the path up the hill, walking at a brisk pace. The garden peeks from the edge of the hill, reflecting the sunlight off the glass walls. You finally reach the peak of the hill. The garden is coated in thick grime, covered in overlapping vines, and tangled over one another. No one has been here for a long time. 

Your fingers clasp the key in your bag. You insert the key inside the keyhole—the lock clicks. The door opens with a whine. The Interior of the garden is a dingy room surrounded by dead plants, wilted petals encircling the dead stems. A series of coughs discharge from your lips, the overwhelming smell of the plants too much for you. One particular thing you glimpsed in the corner caught your full attention; a rabble of blue butterflies with green tips on their wings. “Not every day you see that,” you mumble, passing into the garden.

Eyes skimming the room, you managed to more gain information about Jolyne’s character. 

She enjoyed the same music artist as you, a mound of records set next to an untouched record player. She enjoyed the romance genre in writing. She spent most of her time hanging out with two women, whom she titled her best friends. 

Deciding you had seen enough, turned to leave. However, your eyes caught sight of a book on the table beside the door. You approach the table, grabbing the book. You open the book and hold a chunk of pages, then let the pages slowly flutter by. It’s a Diary. Holding a deep interest in the diary, you pocket it, putting the diary in your satchel. 

The diary was quite the entertainment you were searching for, to spare your lethargy. 

Every entry she wrote was engaging- no, more like fun. You felt like you were having fun while reading. Jolyne somehow knew your humor, each page making you laugh to the point of tears pricking your eyes. 

Jolyne mainly wrote in dairy about her engagement, friends, and relationship with her father; and a massive amount of smutty thoughts. 

The next day, you revisited Jolyne's garden bringing along cleaning supplies. You groan slightly at the mess, eyes glancing back to the manor, considering possibly having one or two of the maids aid you in tidying up the place. "No, they already have too much on their plate. They'd hate me for assigning work they wouldn't be paid for." You chided yourself. 

In two hours, the garden looked untouched. Well, almost. Much to your surprise, the butterflies never left their spot. Adding a pleasing aesthetic to the room, you let them be. 

A Month passed by and you found yourself gaining an extreme liking to Jolyne. Not like a liking you'd have to a desert that you recently fancied and craved more of, no. The type of liking your lady friends describe when liking a man. 

No! A woman in love with another, that's a sin! You'd never love Jolyne, romantically. Or that's what you reminded yourself. 

If you were honest, even you knew your words were nothing but lies. You couldn't care anymore for John's affair, not even batting an eye when he and his mistress practically displayed their liaison to you. Your thoughts focused on Jolyne, and only Jolyne, during every part of your day. And shameful to say, you envisioned yourself as Jolyne's partner in many of her smut stories while your private time.

Fantasizing about her tongue dragging up and down your clit, teasing you by slowing her pace when she knew you were near your climax. You'd tug at her hair, whining for her to stop toying with you. Jolyne would chuckle lightly and fulfill your command.

John never had you hot and bothered the way she did: And even he started to notice you've started to drift from him, taking a fondness for someone different. And he wasn't a fan of this fact at all.

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"Miss. L/N, you are late for dinner once again." Richard tisks in slight dissatisfaction, hanging the coat you shrugged off at the front door. You whirl around facing him with a guilt-ridden expression, "I'm sorry, Richard. I never pay attention to the time when I'm in the garden." 

Richard smiles, milling toward you, " I can assure you, I have no problem with you enjoying your time In the garden. I have a problem with it being pitch black and cold as ice when you walk back to the manor unsupervised." 

"I won't do it again, Richard." 

Richard hums in acknowledgment of your words, taking them with a grain of salt. "You hungry? The chef's made your favorite." Richard sang the last part playfully. 

"I thought something smelt good!" 

You follow the scent down the dining hall until you stop at the dining room entryway. The doors are closed, meaning Gwendolyn has joined you for dinner. Pressing your ear gently against the door, you hear muffled noises which hope to god aren't what you expect to be happening. Knocking twice and announcing your presence, you hear the shifting of chairs scraping against the hardwood floors and hushed giggles before John approves of your arrival, uttering a "come in!"

Opening the door, a handful of reactions ensued. John gazes at you with a completely deadpan countenance, chewing a bite of his stake. Gwendolyn seats beside your fiance, unable

to contain her humor, a smirk spread across her freckled cheeks. The smudge of her red lipstick and the lipstick stain on the collar of John's shirt answered your questions from before. The maids look down with a mixture of guilt and anger. 

You take your seat across the long table, quietly observing them. Your husband breaks the silence, "Ah, Y/n, my dear. You've finally joined dinner; we've been waiting for quite a while. Mind telling me where on earth you were?" 

"Same place as always, the garden." You answer, scooping dinner from the bowls in front of you. 

"Oh? Well, Gwendolyn says otherwise." Your husband replies nonchalantly. You glance up at John, noticing the way his grip compresses his glass. John was beyond pissed. What did she tell him?

Glowering at the pair from across the table, you placed the laid back on the table, ready to start a heated argument with how aggravated you were by their antics. “What evidence was given for you to believe her?”

John smiles, “she wouldn't lie to me.” 

Gwendolyn smirks, indulging in your fury. Her countenance morphs by putting on a faux disappointment. “Y/n, how could you cheat on your fiance?! Have you no shame?! Of course, you don't. Gold diggers like yourself only want one thing and it's money.” 

At this point, you were shaking with rage. Not only did she fuck your fiance behind your back, and make every day a living hell for you, but now she wanted to ruin your reputation. 

You could give less of a fuck about what she and John did or what she thought of you. Regardless, you weren't going to let her mess you any longer.

You snatched the ladle of the dinner table. Using all of your might, you swung the ladle back and hurled it toward Gwendolyn. The ladle hit her with a loud ‘thunk!’. Gwendolyn fell to the floor with a whimper, she cradled her eye, a stream of sniffles before bawling. 

John was quick to her aid, “Gwendolyn, are alright?!” he crouched to her level, examining her bruised face. 

Without any regrets, you vacated the dining room whilst everyone else's attention concentrated on Gwendolyn. The freezing night air whistled in your ears as you jogged up the hill, tears slipping down your cheeks. You trip over your feet a couple of times until you reach the top of the hill. You enter the garden, collapsing to the ground. 

You sobbed on the ground, your chest tightening enough to make it harder to breathe. No matter how much you wipe away the tears, they don't stop. 

“I wish I never fucking- came in the first place!” you cried, .between your words. In an act of frustration, you twist your engagement ring off of your ring finger. Clutching the Golden spiral, you chuck it against the ground. You sit down on the nearest chair, taking a moment to breathe.

It takes a couple of minutes, possibly thirty, for you to finally console your nerves. You stare at the floor blankly, numerous thoughts flowing through your mind all at once. All are questions of what comes next. What will happen when you return to the manor? Will he kick you out for good? Punish you? Call the authorities, or call off the engagement and find someone? 

Whatever fate had in store for you, you aren't ready to find out. 

The thought of running off with his money comes to mind. Not only would you be free of an unfaithful partner you hold no affection for, but you also needn't worry about finances. To set the plan into motion you needed to grab the ring; it most definitely held some valuability to it. 

Your eyes trail over to the spot you threw the ring. Unfortunately, the ring was nowhere in sight. The ring possibly bounced when hitting the floor. You arise from your seat, striding over to the corner with butterflies. Crouching to your knees, you waved your hand to shoo away the insects. The ring was hooked around something. What was it hooked around? You, yourself had no clue. 

Begrudgingly, you pinched the ring, slowly raising the ring off the object. Unexpectedly, a skinless hand wrapped around your arm holding an ironclad grip. An inhumane scream releases from your throat: your throat searing the longer you yowl.

What seems to be a corpse ascends from the earth, using your body to pull itself out of the soil its body was buried in. Using your left leg, you boot the corpse in the face, over and over till it frees you. You roll onto your abdomen, using your nails to dig into the wood, pushing yourself forward. "Don't be scared, baby!" A female voice coos, below you. 

You pay no mind to the voice, continuing to claw your way to the door. The yank on your hair prevents you from proceeding with your escape, the woman climbs to the top half of your body, her lips grazing the skin of your ear, "No need to be scared of your fiancée, now show me that pretty face of yours."

Disobeying her command, she used her hand to forcefully rotate her body. You went stiff; above you, a woman caged you with her arms, however, she wasn't normal. The woman's bluish tint skin felt icy against yours, her hair resembling Jolyne's only dirtier, the woman sported a wedding dress with butterfly patterns on the veil. 

"Recognize me?" The woman giggled, cold fingertip tracing your warm cheeks. 

"J-Jolyne?" You said breathlessly in an incredulous tone. 

"Yup!"

Before you ask any questions, Jolyne interrupted you with a squeal. "The ring you got me is so cute! You actually put thought into it, unlike Romeo. " If she was still alive you were sure she'd be blushing. 

"What are you talking about?" 

"We're engaged! One more step and we’ll be married!" 

"Engaged? married?! Are you crazy, we're both women! And I'm also already engaged." You struggled in her grasp. Jolyne pouted, "I know this is different for you, Y/n, but I promise you'll be much happier with me! I've heard you declare your love to me before, more than once. And don't get me started on your moans of my name." 

your face flushes at her unfiltered words. "No! I don't want to! I want to be free, I don't want to be married!" 

Jolyne's once soft gaze harshened in a span of seconds. Jolyne's hand grips your chin tightly making you whimper. 

“You belong to me. I own you, body and soul. You agree to my terms the moment the ring was placed on my finger.”

#jolyne x reader #jolyne cujoh #jjba jolyne #yandere jolyne #yandere jojo x reader #yandere jojo #jjba x reader #yandere jotaro #jotaro #jjba ermes #Hermes jjba #jojo’s bizzare adventure x reader #jojo x reader #jotaro x you #yandere jojo's bizarre adventure

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Our comfort

Platonic!Yan!Camp Half-Blood x Comfort!Goddess!Reader. (Percy, Annabeth, Grover)

—£ Yes I know I haven’t finish the book but I actually couldn’t wait anymore. So, this is me with little knowledge so bare that in mind.

—£ Warnings: Book/show spoilers, Yandere! Behavior, Being bound to a place, Possessive behavior, Obsessive behavior, Manipulation, Characters fighting for the reader’s attention. Short.

You weren’t a known for too long goddess, much younger then rest of the gods. A teenager like age compared to them. It was strange to have more powerful gods look to you for comfort but you love it. As you are the goddess of comfort.

But, as the other gods started to have many demigods you saw how miserable they could get. You hated the fact they didn’t care for their children so you decided to stay at the camp for half-bloods when the time came.

The campers cling to you. You bring a comfort they never quite felt before. It was like a warm hug, like the ones they wanted from their parents.

You couldn’t leave, and at the beginning you were glad to accept that fate.

Almost always you are found surrounded by demigods and they just relax in your comfort. You are the one they go to with every worry in their mind.

Being close to Aphrodite, her seeing you as a sister and a younger child. Stories of your love for one another are still told today, as she gave ideas to the mortals of how great your relationship was. But in reality there wasn’t much to tell.

So her children have a mentality that they are your favorite and because of their mother, they have some sort of claim to you above the others. But that never works because you love the children equally.

The demigods have less nightmares with you around and watching over them.

Ares children fight often for your affection. They will constantly get into fights with others to show they deserve more time with you. Which you always scold them but it never sticks. They kiss their weapons each time to you, like a sign of good luck. Aries children are one of the worsts ones because they get aggressive at times, even with you. But the golds make them stop by punishing them, mostly their father.

Hermes children are hard to explain really. They aren’t aggressive, but they are mischievous. They take their revenge of stealing things from the other campers, pulling pranks. Or trapping some of them up and go straight to you before they can get there. Luke for instance, is always looking around for you and talking about his day. He’s either laying down next to you, or making you watch him train.

Many games of all houses take place just for you.

AnnaBeth, is constantly by your side when she has free time. She scares off people with a glare behind your back, knowing that she could put plan them. She also trains and makes you watcher her and needs your praise. Maybe, somehow you are her older sister. But, sometimes she just chills by your side not saying anything, she’s like a lost duck at times.

Grover however is actually a lost duck. You comfort him when his past missions fail and he loses kids. You are so nice to him and makes him feel special and brave. When he has to leave he keeps a coin in his pocket with your face on it and prays a lot. He’s not possessive much. He’s willing to take what he can get and is just happy to be there. But maybe if someone comes in when he’s “crying” and having you fuss over him then he’ll be a bit mad but never does anything about it.

When a new camper arrives you devote your time to them because they need it a little more. They come into a world they know nothing of, waiting for the parent they hardly know to claim them. You claim them like your own until the time comes.

So when Percy comes you feel something off with him, like he is special and in need of a lot. He lost his mom, taken from the world he knew.

Percy becomes the most possessive out of all of them.

He feels out of place but you are always there to listen to him. It doesn’t help that you follow him to make sure he’s okay. At the beginning you’re both following each other around.

“It’s okay, Percy.” You brush his hair lightly like his mother used to do. “You’ll get claim, and you’ll have glory.” And he doesn’t care if you say that to everyone because you make him feel special. 

Also, you protect the new bloods. So you’ll show up when he gets bullied and just raise one brow and they all back off. Can’t risk making you mad at them.

When Percy gets claimed he’s all alone again, no friends and the campers looking at him funny. Being one of the top threes son isn’t fun or easy. He shares a cabin all to himself.

So he starts to be the worst of them all. Raising his voice when you try and leave him and he manipulates you to stay with him. Can’t you see how alone he is?

He can’t sleep unless he knows your watching over him.

You pick no sides of the war. Your family will figure it out themselves, while you take care of their children.

#disney plus percy jackson #plantonic percy jackson x reader #percy jackson and the olympians x reader #yandere percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #platonic #yandere #grover underwood x reader #yandere annabeth chase #annabeth chase x reader #annabeth chase #grover underwood #yandere Grover underwood #yandere greek gods #yandere annabeth chase x reader #I stand peter Johnson

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Tangled

Clarisse la rue x repunzel!pesephone!fem!reader

Reader spent their entire life hidden away in a tower to protect her from the outside world wanting her for her powers, its only when a certain daughter of ares finds her scared and confused, that she finally gets to see the outside world like she always longed to.

Warnings:

Toxic parents, yandere!parents, oblivious!, Clarisse being stubborn, overprotectiveness, cannon typical violence, readers not got the best survival instincts 😭, reader is blonde, more to come maybe

Gods had a weird way of protecting people. And while you could confidently say they your parents were never intending to harm you or your siblings. They definitely went about it in weird ways.

Of course you never realised this, being locked away in a tower your entire life was all you even knew. You didn’t understand that your life wasn’t normal.

You didn’t realise you weren’t the only child your parents had hidden off in magical locations to protect them from Zeus and the dangers of the world in their own twisted ways.

And so you stayed where you were, waiting in your tower for the days that your parents would come and visit or the few creatures of the forest you had befriended came to your window.

With not much else to do but paint or read everyday in the same walls. Your hair growing and failing to ever stop, getting to the point of it being constantly in the way.

🍊☀️🪷

Clarisse was beyond confused.

She was 150% sure they had come the same way they had 100 times before. She was convinced. And yet there had never been a giant tower int he middle of the path all the other times they had taken this route.

Her brother suggested that maybe they took a wrong turning, surely they were just lost.

But Clarisse refused to acknowledge the idea she could even being wrong, no she was curtain they came the right way.

Besides they needed somewhere to camp out for the night anyway, so she took off towards the tower.

“Clarisse what are you doing?” Her brother shouted after her, the girl from the Hermes cabin turning to give him a look of annoyance.

The two followed after the girl, watching for a while as she searches around for some sort of entrance before giving up and turning back to them.

“Come on, we need to find a way up” Clarisse tells the two, not being able to find any sort of entrance other than the window near the top of the tower.

“Why?” The blonde girl asked in annoyance, “can’t we just go find somewhere to settle for the night?”

“Yeah clarisse it’s getting late, we can find our bearings in the morning” her brother added.

“This is somewhere to settle for the night” Clarisse stated plainly, rolling her eyes when the two stared at her in confusion, “it’s a giant tower in the middle of nowhere with no doors…no one’s living up there”

“I don’t know Clarisse…I mean this is meant to be a satyr trail, surely someone’s up there” the boy tried to reason.

“Aren’t you curious?” Clarisse asked, “I know we came the right way, this part of the route is blocked off, there is literally no way we got lost”

She was right, this small section of the trail was hidden away, you could only get in and out through two small entrance/exits, covered by plant life to hide it off.

They had been through the secret path a million times and never once was the tower there.

“Well how do you expect we get up?” The girl asked in defeat.

Clarisse looks around for a moment, before grabbing the bag off of her back and pulling out two daggers and holding them up to the two.

“No” the elder boy stated, to which Clarisse turned and made her way towards the walls of the tower, grabbing onto the vines to test their strength, “no no no Clarisse stop it right now”

The girl ignored him, stabbing the dagger into the wall inbetween the cracks and using both of them and the vines to begin to pull herself up the wall.

“I swear to god Clarisse get down right now!”

“I’ll see if there’s another way to get up once I’m up there” Clarisse calls down to them as they stare at her dumbstruck.

“I’m gonna kill you when you get down!” he called up to her.

“I hate your sister” the blonde said to the boy nonchalantly, collapsing to sit on the floor and wait for the ares daughter to be done you her adventure so they could get to bed.

“Tell me about it” the boy replied glaring up at her as she made her way to the top.

Clarisse made her way up, using the, surprisingly strong vines and plants growing off of the tower as her main support on the way up.

Once she made it to the window she pulled herself up on to the ledge, looking down to see her quest mates sat on the ground talking, rolling her eyes at the sight.

She quietly forced the shutters of the large window open, stepping on the flower bed as she climbed through into the room.

🍊☀️🪷

You hadn’t heard anything while Clarisse had been climbing up the walls, busy in your room painting as she entered into the main room of the tower.

Your hair was laid around the different rooms, leading through doors and hanging from ceilings in an attempt to keep it out of your way, something Clarisse stared at in confusion as she quietly wondered around the room.

She was clearly wrong about no one living in the tower, there were candles and lights lit across the room, and a fire lit int he fireplace.

The kitchen was full of food and everything was relatively clean. And not to mention the yards and yards of hair laid across the place.

That’s what confused Clarisse the most, surely no human had this much hair.

She was shocked out of her thoughts when she stepped backwards, tripped on some of said hair and fell onto the floor, alerting you in the other room.

You heard the noise and turned around quickly, your hair curling round you slightly causing it to tug, getting caught underneath Clarisse and yank on your head slightly. Making you squeak in shock.

Clarisse heard this from the other room, her eyes widening as she looking towards the doors that someone clearly resided in.

Both of you grabbed your weapons, Clarisse clutching one of her daggers, and you running to grab a vase off of a cabinet. Inching your way towards the door that separated the two of you as Clarisse stood up.

Clarisse started to walk up the stairs towards the door as you walked down the hallway, both of you stopping at the door before Clarisse decided to push through it suddenly.

You screamed as the mystery girl collapsed on top of her, hair covering your face as you flailed about, trying to get her off of you as she try’s to find the dagger that she lost on the floor.

“Get off of me” you grunted, pushing the hair out of your eyes and attempting to push her off of you, “who are you?”

Clarisse finally finding her dagger, held it to your throat, causing you to stop fighting back, breathless and staring at the weapon in her hand with wide eyes.

“Who are you?” Clarisse retorted, glaring down at the girl as if she wasn’t the one breaking and entering.

“You’re in my home” you say back in shock, frowning at how the knife gets closer to you.

“And I’m holding the dagger…see how this works?” Clarisse tells you with a smirk, flipping it in her hand as she kept it near your throat.

“I-I’m y/n…” you replied slowly, not knowing what to tell her. Looking at her with wide eyes as she huffs in realisation that it wasn’t the most helpful question to ask.

“Well why do you live here?” Clarisse asks noticing the way the girl looked confused and adding, “I mean you’re in the middle of the forest in a tower with no doors…”

“And I mean what’s going on with your hair, it’s so long” Clarisse continued, “and who uses a vase as a weapon?”

You didn’t really know what to say to any of that, looking at her blankly.

“I…don’t know” you answered eventually, adding in a small voice, “can you please get off of me”

Clarisse sighed, getting up slowly but still holding the dagger pointed towards her as she did.

“Why are you in my house?” You asked meekly, staring at the dagger in fear. Clarisse rolled her eyes noticing your wariness, putting the dagger down to her side to try calm you down.

“I’m not gonna hurt you unless you try anything ok?” Clarisse stated, “I was just looking to see if we could stay the night in here, I didn’t realised anyone lived here or anything”

“We?”

“My friends, well not really my friends but, well they’re just outside” Clarisse told you, “why are you in a tower by yourself exactly? And seriously what’s going on with your hair”

“I just live here…I don’t know what you mean” you answered, “and I guess it’s just my hair…my mum says it’s special”

“Your mum? Special how what do you mean”

“I don’t know it just is” you said, “w-wait, no, I’m not meant to tell anyone that”

Clarisses eyebrows furrowed at that, looking at you as though you were an idiot causing you to blush at her.

“Why can’t you tell anyone about your hair…” Clarisse asked.

“Mummy said not to” you said hesitantly.

Clarisse smirked at that, only seconds ago you said you couldn’t tell anyone and yet here you were continuing on with the subject.

“And mummy is?” She asked condescendingly, something you didn’t pick up on as you went to answer.

“Ummm Persephone…” you responded simply.

“What?” Clarisse asked in confusion, looking at you like you were mad. Sure, she knew you couldn’t be mortal, but a demigod?

She supposed the flowers and plants in full bloom in autumn made sense by that, it didn’t quite explain the hair but she was sure it had something to do with that.

“You’re a demigod?” She asked in confusion.

“What?” You replied, furrowing your eyebrows as you looked at her, “what’s that?”

Clarisse stared at you for a moment, you felt like she was scrutinising your entire existence as she looked you up and down.

Suddenly she grabbed your arm and pulled you towards the door, you stumbling as she continued down the stairs towards the main room of the tower and leaving you stood in the middle.

You watched her as she made her way to the window, opening it again and shouting down at her ‘friends’ she told you about earlier.

“It’s all safe” Clarisse shouted, before turning back to you, “do you have any rope?”

You looked at her in shock that she was just inviting people inside your home, speaking when she sent you a look of annoyance, “no?”

Clarisse looked around the room for a moment before settling on your hair that hung around the room, turning back to you with a new look in her eyes.

“You sure?” Clarisse asked, leaning down to pick up your hair and hold it up for you to see.

“W-what? No you can’t use my hair!” You told her, rushing forward to remove it from clarisses hands leaving you stood right in front of her.

She looked down at you with a smirk, taking the hair back, “come on, they won’t hang from it or anything, they just need something to hold for leverage to get up”

You rolled your eyes with a pout at that, looking up at her before walking towards the window, looking down at the two on the ground, who were now beyond confused at the blonde girl appearing.

You leant over to reach the walls of the tower then, Clarisse running over to hold on to you as you stumbled slightly, “be careful!”

You blushed feeling her hands on your hips, shaking yourself out of it and leaning down to touch the plants and vines attached to the stone.

Clarisse watched as the plants grew, covering the side of the wall all over and bits of vines hanging down for the two at the bottom to hold on to.

Once it was fully grown you turned back around to Clarisse, underestimating how close you both were when you did so.

You smiled up at the shocked look on her face, proud of yourself for figuring out a solution to the situation, hearing clarisses brother begin to scale up the side of the wall as you and Clarisse faced each other.

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@slaggylemon @yourmom-25s-blog @l0veshellarcelia @asvterias @ashisabitgay

Wanna rewatch tangled now 🤩

Pretty sure this is shit but oh well

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[aphroditelovesu]

Oi!Pode escrever uma carta de yandere Hermes pedindo perdão a leitora que é esposa dele porque ele a traiu com a Afrodite e pedindo que ela volte para o Olimpo?(Hermes é o meu Deus grego favorito, e eu estive lendo alguns mitos sobre ele e essa ideia apareceu.)

Tenha um boa noite/madrugada.😊

tw: cheating.

Dear (Y/N),

I write these words filled with regret and remorse, for my heart has been plunged into an abyss of darkness since the moment I betrayed our sacred trust. My beloved, you are the light that illuminates my existence, but allow me to reveal the dark truth that has been hidden for too long.

In my moment of weakness, I let myself be seduced by the irresistible Aphrodite. I was blinded by her charm, but now I see the foolishness of my actions. I, the messenger of the gods, dared to disobey divine principles and betray the trust of someone as celestial as you.

Please understand that my soul burns with regret. The fire of guilt consumes my thoughts, and the tears I shed are the rain that cleanses the impurity from my heart. I beg you, from the bottom of my soul, to consider my request for forgiveness. Allow me to prove my devotion, my eternal loyalty to you.

You are my reason for existing, my love, my goddess. Your absence is a dark prison in which my soul suffers. I promise to honor, protect, and adore you more intensely than ever if you would just grant me a second chance.

I understand if you decide not to accept my request. The guilt I carry is a deserved weight. But know that even so, my love for you will never wane, and my heart will always belong to you, wherever you are.

With eternal love and so much regret,

Hermes.

#yandere love letter #love letter #yandere greek mythology #yandere greek gods #yandere hermes #yandere hermes x reader #hermes x reader #yandere hermes love letter

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WIP Wednesday

@butterbabyflapjack thanks for the tag ☺️

Sorry y'all this alphabet shouldn't be taking forever but I haven't had much motivation. Also @shuniverse @mmovoir feel free to do this no pressure:))). (I need more moots 😭)

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Darling — aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

Depends. If darling is being terrible he might need to teach them a lesson and depending on what they did will depend on what he does. He might touch and grope you even if you try to shrug him off. He would never go as far as showing you off on display though. No one but him will get to touch you and see your beauty; not even his family. Ares is to stupid and rough to be able to admire your beauty, Zeus...(well need I say more?), Apollo has so many women and men already he doesn't need another one especially if he is just gonna treat you like a whore.

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[thatonepersonwhocantwrite]

BackBiter

Platonic May castellan x Gender neutral friend reader

Platonic yandere show version Luke castellan x parental figure reader

Platonic yandere camp half blood x Gender neutral reader

Y/n/n= you're nickname

Idk if I like this one...but spent way to much time writing it

TRIGGER WARNINGS swearing, implied kidnapping, accidental injuries, dark themes

The Castellan's had always been close with your family. You and May had been close from a young age. Although May claimed she sometimes saw things..... " I don't know of you should trust someone who claims to be a God sounds delusional and uptight. " You told your friend to which May just rolled her eyes. One day you found May muttering nonsense to herself in the corner of her house. " Hey hey May what's wrong? I'm here. I'm here. " You said gently helping your friend up. " Y/n??! Oh thank the God's it's you! It's really you!" May said squeezing you tightly honestly it was surprising how tightly she was hugging you. " I've got you May. I've got you." You said hugging her back but not as tight. " Y/n?" May asked. " Yeah?" You replied. " I'm pregnant." May stated.... You're mouth dropped.

You moved in with May to help her with the pregnancy and ended up using the couch as a bed since you both agreed to use the spare bedroom as a nursery for the baby although May did argue about it because you shouldn't have to sleep on the couch. You also made sure May was always comfortable and also worked a few extra hours to make sure there was enough to buy stuff for the baby. " Y/n I can't thank you enough for all you've done for me." May said. " Of course you're my best friend. " You replied. " So if it's a girl I was thinking Lily if it's a boy Lucas." May said. " How about just Luke if it's a boy?" You asked. " Luke...." May smiled softly. " I like that. " May said.

" Luke it is then." You replied. " If it's a boy. " May replied. " If it's a boy. " You repeated back.

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" Y/n? Are you awake?" May asked shaking your shoulder. " I am now." You replied sleepily. " Good because I think........ my water just broke. " May said and you sat up alarmed. Somehow the two of you managed to make it to the hospital in one piece. " Excuse me but you'll have to step out of the room." One of the nurses told you. " No wait I want them to stay.....please. " May said. After hours May finally gave birth to Luke. You gently cradled the little baby in your arms as May slept. " Y/n?" May asked a few hours later when she woke up you handed her the sleeping Luke. " My Luke....my perfect boy." May muttered and you smiled softly. " You did amazing May." You said.

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Well so you're plan was just to stay a month or so until May got back on her feet however what was not part of the plan was May going insane. Surprisingly Hermes tried to be a happy family with Luke and May so you moved out for like a year but would often come visit and help in anyway possible well that was until Luke turned 1, Hermes was nowhere to be found and May had now gone insane so you moved back in with May and Luke because you didn't want them to see May as an unfit mother and take Luke away from her knowing Luke was one of the only things keeping May from complete insanity. " My baby....." May muttered as you cradled Luke her arms shaking. " Would you like to hold him?" You asked and she nodded as she stopped shaking enough to hold Luke you gently put him in her outstretched arms.

You sighed softly. " I have to go to work tomorrow are you going to be alright with Luke alone for a few hours?" You asked quiet and gently. May nodded softly.

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A five year old with curly black hair and brown eyes came up to you with tears in his eyes. " Y/n/n my mom is doing it again. " Luke said. You sighed softly knowing what he was talking about May was muttering something about a prophecy again while some of it made sense most of it was nonsense. " Come here sweet boy. " You said opening your arms for him. " I've got you sweet boy I've got you." You said hugging him. " We'll let May rest for a bit she's had a ....... stressful day. I'll take you to the park and get ice cream. " You said that put a smile on Luke's face. Someone a little kid made the mistake of calling you pretty/cute/handsome not in a creepy kinda way but little kids tend to be overly friendly yeah Luke didn't like that so he bashed his ice cream cone into the kids face. " LUKE!" You scolded the five year old and turned to apologize for Luke's actions however Luke didn't like that either as he ended up kicking said kids parents although he was only five so it probably didn't hurt.......that much.

" I'm so sorry . He's a little boy little kids need attention......anyway again I am really sorry about his behavior. " You rambled and the kids parents are just like it's fine we understand.

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One day when you came home you found May sobbing in a corner of the house clutching a picture of her and Luke. " May what's wrong?" You asked gently kneeling in front of her. " Lu....Luke ran aw....aw....away. " May manged to stutter out. " Oh May....." You said hugging her.

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There was a knock on your door to the house as you were getting ready for bed. You no longer lived with May but lived a few houses down it had been a couple years since Luke ran away and you'd constantly go to check on May to make sure she didn't spiral any worse. The knocking noise again but this time it sounded more impatient. " Yeah Yeah I'm coming hold you're fucking horses. " You replied walking towards the door. " Who the fu...." You stared but got cut off when you saw three teens and a 7 year old at your door however one teen caught your eye. " Luke....." You muttered.

" Hi Y/n."... Honestly as mad as you were at Luke you started to bond with his friends and him again.

" Hey Annabeth want me to read a story to you?" You to Annabeth. " Bed time stories are for babies. " Annabeth replied. " It can be anything. " You replied. " Anything?" Annabeth questions. You ended up reading her a few chapters of Frankenstein honestly you don't remember buying it but you found it on your bookshelf so.....( Athena cough cough).

" Hey Y/n can I borrow your keys?" Thalia asked. " Urmmmm how old are you?" You asked. " SHE'S TWELVE!" Grover shouted from the other side of the room. " Ehhh that's old enough in my opinion. " You replied and let her drive on the back roads where almost none drives.

" So you like my little forestry area?" You asked Grover. " Yeah nature's beautiful." Grover said. " Yes it is.....sometimes I think we don't deserve nature." You replied

You placed a plate of sandwiches and cookies infront of Luke as the other three munched away at their own sandwiches and cookies. " You know you really should go visit her she's your mother after all." You said but Luke didn't reply. " Luke?" You asked. " Fine if it'll make you happy. " Luke replied.

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1 week later. " Y/n come with us." Luke said. " I can't Luke." You replied. Luke's expression turned into one of rage. " Why the fuck not?" Luke asked angry. " Luke calm down please..." You stared as he slammed his hands down. " You're the only parental figure I have you can't turn your back on me. I'm your son! I WON'T LET YOU!" Luke exclaimed, angry he still definitely had anger issues. Luke stormed out of the room leaving you, Thalia, Grover and Annabeth stunned slightly.

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You woke up in a bed however it wasn't your bed. " They look so......fragile and weak. " You heard a voice say. " Why would they bring a mere moral to camp with them?" You heard a voice question . " Huh? It has a name." You replied waking up groggy. " Oh great it's awake like we need a mortal to take care of when we already have these half blood brats. Chiron take care of it." The voice said and walked of an older looking gentleman with gray hair and brown skin who ended up being very kind to you. Chiron was honestly started to become platonic obsessed with you when he saw the way you tended to Luke, Grover , Annabeth and some of the younger children.

Chiron smiled to himself. " Maybe just maybe having a mortal here wouldn't be so bad..." Chiron thought to himself. " Why don't you stay a day or two? It's dark and wouldn't be safe for you to travel. " Chiron said. " I really should be getting back home....." You replied. " Please I insist. " Chiron said putting a gentle hand on your shoulder. Well those days turned into weeks and weeks into months until you found out the truth about the children being demigods , Chiron being a centaur and Mr.D being a God. Mr.D pretends to hate you but like Chiron he adores you. Honestly you had become a parental figure to all the halfbloods but while you tended to all the children the two cabins that took up most of your time were the Ares and Hermes cabins. Luke came back with the scar and you fussed over him like a worried parent he definitely liked the parental affection.

One time you decided to decorate Thalia's tree for Christmas Chiron nor surprisingly Mr.D had the heart to tell you no. You got some of the younger campers to help you decorate Thalia's tree as well.

" Clairsse put Chris down!" You shouted looking at the boy being held by his ankle. " But he hurt you......" Clairsse muttered that was true Chris and Luke had gotten into an argument about God's knows what you had stepped betten them and accidentally got stabbed in the arm in the process. That set all the camp off especially Luke as Luke stabbed Chris back in the arm and probably would have continued if you didn't pull Luke off Chris. The other campers watched with jealousy and rage in their eyes as you tended to Chris's injuries like a worried parent because they wanted your attention all for themselves most of the time when your reading to the younger campers the older ones will come in and listen as well. Especially Annabeth.

when Percy eventually arrives a few years later Percy shows up it gets worse because how dare this unclaimed himbo steal you and your attention away.....

#x reader #yn #gender neutral reader #percy jackson fic #percy jackon and the olympians #luke castellan #camp half blood #clairsse la rue #annabeth chase #grover underwood #thalia grace #yandere luke castellan #yandere camp Halfblood #yandere Camp Half-Blood #platonic percy jackson x reader #yandere percy jackson

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Hello Im happy your request box is open again. Can I request yandere ror x kagaya ubuyashiki!reader?

Ubuyashiki family is known for their soothing personality and presence, causing everyone who listen to them feel at ease and they show respect at the family especially to the leader. The yandere characters are not an exception and they fall hard to the reader. They want to protect her also because she has sickness/curse. Its your choice what will happen in the story.

Gods are odin, thor, loki, poseidon,hades, hermes, heracles

Humans are lubu, qin shi huang, jack the ripper and nikola tesla you can add adam but yandere platonic

-When the gods and warriors of humanity had been invited to meet with the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, after demons led by Muzan invaded Valhalla, they didn’t know what type of person to expect.

-Many thought being the leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, after meeting many of the corps members and the strongest of the bunch, by the title of Hashira, that you were going to be a fearsome warrior, one that drove fear into the hearts of many.

-They were not expecting you, a petite little female, wearing a beautiful dark green yukata with a haori covered in fall maple leaves all over it, being guided in by your much younger siblings.

-The curse that had taken you when you were alive on earth was still apparent on your otherwise beautiful skin, covering your eyes, leaving you completely blind. While you were no longer in pain due to this curse, as you died in your prime, shortly after your eyes were taken, you still carried the curse and were weak as a result.

-Due to your curse, you never had children, it wasn’t safe to do so, but your younger siblings who you died protecting before they followed, were still young enough to be safe from the curse, and they would never be infected as they couldn’t age.

-All members of your corps, including the Hashira, all kneeled, bowing their heads to you, greeting you as the leader and your guests were all quite surprised to see that you were the leader.

-Despite not being a warrior yourself, the warriors under your care and guidance, and Kojiro, a longtime friend of yours, all treated you with so much respect that it was a little unnerving.

-Your voice was gentle, like a ringing bell, it was smooth and calming, “Thank you all for coming, Rengoku, you were the one who came on behalf of these warriors, you may lead this discussion.”

-Rengoku bowed his head to you as your little sisters helped you kneel down onto your floor pillow before they sat on their own pillows behind you.

-You mostly listened, hearing your corps members talking about where the demons had been spotted while the gods and warriors provided layout information of the different pantheons and more information about where the demons are attacking.

-When things started to get heated you lifted a hand and instantly your demon slayers went silence, bowing in apology as you spoke, your voice soothing, “Anger will solve nothing my dear ones, it will only lead to more problems. We’ve been discussing things for a few hours now. Everyone is dismissed for a break.”

-Your corps members thanked you, not willing to argue but Zeus approached you, sitting nearby, “Wouldn’t it be wiser to continue and wrap things up?” you looked in his direction, your smile soft, “I know you and many others, myself included, would like to have a solution to everything at the moment. But taking a break and getting some to eat would refresh our bodies and minds and make it easier to think more clearly.”

-He chuckled softly, stroking his beard, “You are young, but you are very wise. Very well, we shall take a break.”

-The room quickly became quieter as everyone left to go get something to eat or rest and you dismissed your sisters to do the same, Tanjiro beaming at you saying that he would take them with him, Zenitsu, Inosuke, and Nezuko, which you smiled softly at, thanking him.

-Once everyone seemed to be gone, you turned your head to the side, “Are you not going with them?”

-He flinched, surprised that you had sensed him so easily as he stood and approached, taking a seat in front of you.

-He was silent for only a moment, “How did you sense me so easily?” you smiled gently, it looked so beautiful, “Losing one of my senses years ago helped me train my others to be more sensitive.” He nodded softly, not bothered before he asked you more questions, asking about the corps and how it was that you were the leader when you were so young. He felt a sort of pull to you, wanting to protect you, keep you safe, you seemed so helpless, but he knew you were anything but. His desire only seemed to grow when he asked why you weren’t married and you gave a soft, humorless giggle, “Not many want to marry a woman who is doomed to die from her curse. I can’t even have children safely without risking myself or the child. I was unmarried on earth, and here I remain the same.” His eyes instantly hardened, feeling anger for you before taking the plunge, “Would you marry me?” you were honestly stunned, lifting a hand to your face, “Oh my- you’re quite bold aren’t you. Please don’t tease me like th-” his hands cupped your own between his, “I’m not joking, I would love you, Y/N. I don’t care if you can’t have children, I only want to love you and be at your side.” your cheeks warmed, turning red as you pulled back, your free hand lifting to hide your mouth, “Hearing you actually say it is so different than seeing it in a precognition vision.” He chuckled softly, relaxing, remembering Brunnhilde mentioning that you were able to see glimpses of the future. His hand was gentle, holding your own, stroking the back of your hand gently as you gave him a small nod, which made him inhale deeply, feeling overwhelmed with happiness, but did nothing other than lifting your hand to his lips, pecking the back of it as he made a promise to make you happy. You knew he was telling the truth, he was going to make you so happy, if he survived your Hashira who were rather protective over you.

            -Odin, Poseidon, Hermes, Thor, Lu Bu, Hades, and Jack

-He chuckled softly as he stood, coming over, “You’re quite sharp, aren’t you?” you smiled gently as he took a seat beside you, to look out at the garden, “I could hear your breathing. Having lost my sight helped me strengthen my ears.” He chuckled warmly but nodded softly, not that you could see it, “You’re pretty amazing, Y/N, I hope you know that.” His words took you a bit by surprise, “Oh- you’re very sweet. Thank you.” He chuckled again before speaking, his tone a bit more serious, “But I’m serious, you’re fighting a curse but still leading all of your warriors, and you’re even leading us. You’re so calm!” You felt the breeze drift in from the garden, bring the scent of flowers with it, “A gentle breeze brings no damage, it only soothes, while a gale will only bring destruction and anger. Anger will solve nothing, it will only bring more problems, that’s why I try to keep others calm.” He chuckled softly, putting a hand on your own, surprising you, “Yeah, I get that, and you do it so well. Just sitting here with you, I feel so at ease, it’s almost like we’re married!” you smiled softly, reaching a hand over to his cheek, cupping it after you touched it, “You wouldn’t want to marry someone like me, I can’t even see you, and I can’t have children. You should be with someone who makes you happy.” His hand gripped your own, holding it gently, “That’s for me to decide, Y/N, and you make me happy, I don’t care about having children if I can just be with you.” You were stunned by his words but smiled softly, your eyes closing, “You’re very sweet.” He chuckled warmly, keeping ahold of your hand, but you did nothing to pull it away, it felt so warm, and you felt happy. You could feel what he was feeling, you felt so at ease.

-Loki, Hercules, Nikola, and Qin Shi Huang

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror odin #ror poseidon #ror hermes #ror thor #ror lu bu #ror hades #ror jack the ripper #ror loki #ror heracles #ror nikola tesla #ror qin shi huang

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➵Masterlist

➵RECORD OF RAGNAROK

Buddha

him as a simp - headcanons

buddha x poet!reader

buddha x fem!reader🔞

him being teased under the table🔞

nsfw alphabet🔞

deaf!reader headcanons

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Poseidon

nsfw alphabet🔞

poseidon x goddess!reader

him as a simp - headcanons

poseidon x priestess!reader

romantic headcanons

him being teased under the table🔞

headcanons with warrior!reader

size kink headcanons🔞

poseidon falling for hades' s/o

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Qin Shi Huang

nsfw alphabet🔞

him as a simp - headcanons

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Loki

nsfw alphabet🔞

jealous!loki x reader

him as a simp - headcanons

romantic headcanons

🌼🌼🌼

Hades

nsfw alphabet🔞

him as a simp- headcanons

yandere headcanons

romantic headcanons

him being teased under the table🔞

headcanons with warrior!reader

size kink headcanons🔞

poseidon falling for hades' s/o

🌼🌼🌼

Ares

nsfw alphabet🔞

ares x mom!reader

cheater!hercules x reader x ares

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Shiva

nsfw alphabet🔞

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Rudra

him as a simp

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Thor

nsfw alphabet🔞

thor x reader

headcanons with warrior!reader

him as a simp

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Kojiro

nsfw alphabet🔞

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Jack the Ripper

romantic headcanons

nsfw alphabet🔞

jack x fem!reader

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Bishamonten

nsfw alphabet🔞

omegaverse headcanons🔞

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Chen Gong

nsfw alphabet🔞

romantic headcanons

lu bu x reader x chen gong

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Nikola Tesla

nsfw alphabet🔞

him as a simp - headcanons

🌼🌼🌼

Nostradamus

him as a simp - headcanons

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Indra

nsfw alphabet🔞

him as a simp

omegaverse headcanons🔞

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Lu Bu

lu bu x reader x chen gong

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Hermes

nsfw alphabet🔞

finding you with his clothes on🔞

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Heracles

headcanons with warrior!reader

cheater!hercules x reader x ares

nsfw alphabet🔞

🌼🌼🌼

Adam

deaf!reader headcanons

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Zerofuku

deaf!reader headcanons

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Newton

nsfw alphabet 🔞

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Jataka

nsfw alphabet 🔞

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Hajun

size kink and love bites headcanons 🔞

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Apollo

nsfw alphabet🔞

🌼🌼🌼

Confucius

omegaverse headcanons🔞

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All of them:

Reaction to you waring weird pajama pants

What would they be cancelled for: part 1 and 2

reacting to TMNT!reader

them with a nico robin!reader

#record of ragnarok #shuumatsu no valkyrie x reader #ror x reader #ror x you #ror x y/n #snv x reader #snv x you #snv x y/n

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So I've woken up today and chosen to be evil, as of now I won't be releasing anymore blood of zeus related works until the release date of the next season. It may be torture but I assure you I have a hoard of completed works for the fandom such as more chapters for my ceo Olympus fanfic and other things related to that au, some fluff and yandere and more. During this you are welcome to request anything and in the date the series is released you will all be greeted with fanfic spam <3

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