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lovelyyandereaddictionpoint · 2 years

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Yandere Sebastian | Competition

Yandere Sebastian | Competition

Since you and your troupe had been isekai’d into Black Butler you had become the mother friend. When there was emotional turmoil everyone relied on you. When someone wanted to play robin hood in the dead of night you washed their costume. When the group started fighting you broke it up. Your general motherly nature just spilled over everyone you met; even Ciel who would sooner kill someone then be coddled came running to you.

All this to say is that you don’t have a lot of time to be playful. Between chores and reprimanding others you often can only make time for ‘adult’ fun. The only one you find that does nearly as much as you do and doesn’t play around was Sebastian Michaelis. You found while standing as Ciel’s entourage Sebastian made all sorts of dirty jokes that had you holding in your laugh; something you thought went unnoticed. But it didn’t and the jokes were made more often and you enjoyed it until you both were told to stop. Apparently you two weren’t the only ones who knew what you were talking about. That or they didn’t like that you were breaking out of what they expected.

Anyways it all started when you playfully smacked Sebastian’s butt with a basket while working in the kitchen. You were congratulating him on something and you giggled when he shot up. You found that this was a reaction he would make whenever you did this and it always gave you a laugh. Sebastian on the other hand thinks this is just another one of your society’s social norms but he is suggested to think otherwise when one of your member’s witnessed this game of yours.

“Wow, you're really just going to take that?”

“What do you mean?”

“Uhhh well it means you’re supposed to return the favor, here I’ll show you.”

They stomped over to your form who was happily talking to Finny. Reeling back the sound was audible, followed by your squeal.

“Oh you! Get over here!”

You completely left your conversation to harshly smack your running friend. And as you proudly sauntered away, Sebastian learned something about you. You were incredibly competitive.

And in his own way he wanted to fuel it.

So the next time you slapped his butt unexpectedly he turned right back around and did the exact same thing to you. Smiling as he swiftly walked away he couldn’t help but replay that surprised squeal in his mind. He really liked that sound. He really liked it. Now it became you guys’ thing, adding to another one of your troupe’s reasons why they dubbed you their Mom and Dad.

You would continue this game almost forgetting not to do it around company but of course one of you slips up and suddenly it's a known fact. So you really shouldn’t be surprised when you turn around expecting to find Sebastian and instead it's Grell you're surprised. But to not be rude you accept, awkwardly returning the favor only for it to get oddly sexual when they squeeze your butt.- You deliver a different kind of noise and you can’t help your embarrassment as you scold them. Sebastian, who had witnessed this from the side, nearly broke the glass he was holding. You never made that noise for him…but when this red turd plays our game suddenly it's become so much more. He was reminded of something about himself. He was very competitive.

The next time you initiated this game you weren’t met with an immediate slap. It would actually be much later in the day when you were daydreaming as you looked at the sun setting through the window. You’d feel the tickle of his raven hair on your neck as he whispered in your ear.

“You’re so naughty (Y/n). Making those noises for someone else.”

He looped an arm around your waist while the other rested on your butt creating a barrier between you and his pelvis.

“Don’t you know (Y/n),” he rubbed circles over your (dress/pants).

“Spanking is typically a punishment around here.” He squeezed your butt in emphasis.

“I-i-i-d-d-don’t kno-know what your t-t-t-talking about but-Ohhh!!!” You were interrupted by a gloved hand squeezing your chest and the pinching on your butt to intensify.

“Did I say you could speak, you naughty-naughty (girl/boy).” He was practically speaking into your neck now, rubbing his lips against your neck. You let out an unintentional moan as you felt the wet circle of his mouth begin sucking. While you were fighting the sounds that wanted to escape you tried to move your other hand that wasn’t supporting yourself on the windowsill to pry off the grip on your chest but instead your hand was caught by the one it was trying to pry off in the first place. Your body was pushed closer to the window and the floor as Sebastian pushed down on you pulling your captured arm away. Before your other hand could stop him it was captured as well; no longer blocking his excitement from your bottom his hand slid just enough to hold your hand under his.

“Our games would never truly constitute a winner but I think I should take my earnings now-”

His lips stopped at the lobe of your ear as he seemed to be listening for something. Faintly you could hear Ciel ringing his bell, you could feel the tightened grip the demon butler had on your hands before you heard what sounded like a snarl.

As quickly as he descended upon you he was off walking away fighting the urge to shed the human skin he so perfectly crafted. That made him almost as excited as he was to eat Ciel’s soul but you didn’t have to be a one time thing. He was sure next time he wouldn’t be interrupted after all he had to beat you. You couldn't win just his non-existent heart.

#yanderexrea #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere black butler #yandere kuroshitsuji #yandere sebastian michaelis #yandere isekai

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jeweled-blue-eyes · 2 years

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me: damn Yoojin is such a caring brother. I hope Yoohyun learns to appreciate him more in this timeline. 😔

meanwhile Yoohyun in this timeline:

#be careful what you wish for I guess #I really did not expect a platonic yandere in a shounen isekai #makes me wonder if turning back time somehow messed with Yoohyun's mind #the s classes that i raised #the s-classes that i raised #manhwa #webtoon #han yoohyun #han yoojin #male yandere #male yanderes #platonic yanderes #platonic yandere

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bad4amficideas · 2 years

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Damage Control (Isekai!Reader x Yandere!DC) (probably batfam)

First try actually writing Idk where I'm going It is based on one of the prototypes of my oc XD. As always, not checkreading, feel free to correct me

Note: English is not my language, so I hope you will be understanding of any flaws you find.

You checked one last time the decorations of the place. The food smelled good. The lights played with said decorations in a way that was not ostentatious. Your outfit suited you (or so you were told). Your employees looked perfectly normal AND without any hidden agenda. You have checked three times and you knocked on wood that no one was replaced throughout the night and for that matter, with effort, you had memorized all your personnel.

This fundraiser, more like a "coming out" had to be a success. Because you were L/N, who had exclusively secured a government contract to cover damages for superheroes and all related causes. While being mostly financed by the same heroes AND villains that caused such damage.

Though that's not supposed to mean they knew you knew who they were. Pros about your surprise that turns out all the theories about some people astral travelling in their sleep were true… and it was your case when something destroyed your Earth and you ended up in an alternate world… FROM a fucking COMIC.

Your company was called "Damage Control Inc" because you had a sense of humor and nobody knew about your, call it plagiarism, call it tribute, to another world. And was founded as result of criticizing the poor organization of the various insurance companies regarding these issues …and the fervent desire to have something totally Yours, not of the “you” of this world, which you suspected you had practically destroyed when you arrived.

Still a year later, you were afraid of sleeping too soundly, while their memories flashed at you at the most random moments. You still had to deal with parents who were not yours and whom you had made think that "you had lost your memory". Sad but true, cliches work.

You had never considered yourself ambitious until you found yourself with nothing, and no one to really see you. To you, not to them. And the only way for someone to see you without yelling was to stomp deep.

Even if that meant stepping on capes, playing with guilt complexes, and suggesting without suggesting a good way to launder more money to people like Lex Luthor. You didn't feel too guilty about those suggestions, since literally both sides had access to your maybe not so small business and could hold a stalemate against each other.

As you recalled the events that had brought you to the current circumstances you made one last tour of the ballroom of the hotel you had chosen, while you reviewed the list and the orders you gave in case of a "riot". The invitations had been distributed, but not everyone had felt the need to confirm their attendance. Or do it with an alias that you could identify. This could be a great hit or a big disaster.

Surely a disaster, you counted with a disaster even if the Daily Planet envoy didn't turn out to be Superman and Wayne Enterprises who confirmed attendance but didn't say who, wouldn't do you the favor of sending Lucius Fox as their representative (as they had been doing so far. Dealing with him had been a blessing that you sang about every day).

After all, there was also Luthor, who kindly confirm his assistance. And you swore you saw a Ra's Al Ghul alias (or at least, you read a Ducard confirm it), Queen Industries was also going to send someone and since this was a hero insurance company, Diana of Themyscira (playing her role as representative of her nation and the Justice League), various members of the government and an unknown Atlantean envoy had also confirmed attendance.

You took a deep breath as your secretary, Castor, a very enthusiastic young guy who was a decade short for filling the tuxedo, approached. Between your knowledge of "comic book lore" and his knowledge of "society" (and a couple of anxiety pills), you knew you had all your bases covered.

-Boss, it's about time!- The young man who had been with you from the beginning, as a volunteer at the hospital where you had to stay when you pretended to lose your memory, smiled -Who would have thought we'd get here– he encouraged you. You were sure that without his enthusiasm (despite which he was very down to earth), you both wouldn't have gotten anywhere.

-Yes… if we pass this, we can handle anything.-

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#yandere dc x reader #dc x reader #👾.txt #yandere dc imagines #dc imagines #in this house we yahey! isekaied!reader

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random118x · 3 years

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So I realised that I read a lot of Manhwa’s that have Villainess in the title 👑 Here are some of my favourites!

1. When the villainess loves

2. The villainess reverses the hourglass

3. Beware of the villainess

4. The villainess is a marionette

5. Happy ending for the limited time princess

6. Villainess maker

7. I’ll just live on as a villainess

8. Death is the only ending for the villainess

9. Kill the villainess

10. Today the villainess has fun again

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isekaiconnoisseur · 3 years

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The Elegant Sea of Savagery

Irina Nodiac, the eldest daughter of the Marquis, was entrusted to Count Elenoa Schuberg after her father's business continued to fail. All rights were handed over to Elenoa, whom she has known since childhood. "You belong to me. So don't go messing around." "Are you treating me like an object?" However, even though she became a maid, her reputation of a "Crazy Bitch" during Academy days will never change. And now, Irina, who is self-disciplined and confident, stands in front of Elenoa. "I can do more than what meets the eye. I can carry a lot of stuff." Elenoa, who wants to own her completely, and Irina, who is trying to move forward despite difficult situations. What kind of voyage will they embark on in the future?

#romance #isekai #yandere #shoujo #manwha #manhwa #manga #manga rec #romance comic #villainess

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mangabean · 2 years

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"The Villainess" and The Woman Who Would Do Anything for the Sake of Love

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livingalifeofasimp · 3 years

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☘️𝕲𝖊𝖓𝖘𝖍𝖎𝖓 𝕴𝖒𝖕𝖆𝖈𝖙

𝖎𝖓

🎀 𝕴𝖘𝖊𝖐𝖆𝖎 𝖒𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖆🎀

You got teleported into a novel called Love or Hate, where a villianess of an influencing family gets jealous of people around Crown Prince and tries to kill everyone especially his beloved and meets unfortunate death.

Childe (Mysterious Foreign)

Novel Story plot - Mischievous and playful Foreign Prince who take a trip to the main kingdom and falls for heroine. Collect evidence and helps to caught Villianess for her crimes.

Zhongli (Crown Prince)

Novel Story plot - Was unwillingly engaged to Villianess due to her love for him, later falls in love with Heroine the moment he sees her in Imperial Garden. Villianess gets killed by his sword on her neck.

Diluc (Powerful Duke)

Novel story plot - Lonely emotionless Duke whose heartbeats whenever he sees Heroine, can do anything to help her.

Xiao (Loyal Knight)

Novel story plot - Knight assigned by Crown Prince for Heroine, who helplessly falls in love with her, his love was always silent and pure for her.

Kaeya (Owner of Mage tower)

Novel story plot - Friends with Crown Prince, who meet Heroine in a dark alley, risks his life while trying to save her. Villianess poisions her out of jealousy.

Aether (Childhood bestfriend of Villianess)

Novel story plot - Have a slight crush on Heroine when he saw her getting bullied by villianess, he tried to save her. The only one character who attended Villianess funeral and pities her.

▓▓▓▓▓▓ Due to limitations I wasn't able to continue, please wait for next post.▓▓▓▓▓▓

Part 2

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running-with-kn1ves · 3 years

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I’ve been reading a lot of rebirth/isekai webcomics lately, and have an idea to throw at you: a haunted book yandere which sucks readers in and tricks them into thinking they’ve been isekai’d into a fantasy world, and casts them in the role of the Love Interest of the handsome, shining, charismatic Male Lead (a Duke/Knight/Dark-Horse Prince/etc.) who's always ready to swoop in and save them from peril (secretly manufactured), who falls Madly In Love with the reader (so it seems at first), and who will do ANYTHING to make them fall in love in return. A passionate, heart-clenching romance novel with the Perfect Love Interest who’s devoted to The Plot and who doesn’t want to let you out. (Kind of like the Beldam from Coraline in that the entire fantasy world and its populace is an elaborate diorama puppeteered by him; he may not *play* the “King” in the world, but he’s the one controlling everything.)

Oh dude this idea is so mf DELICIOUS-- Also anon I got your second note and don’t worry one bit!! I definitely understand overthinking things and not wanting someone to get the wrong idea, so I’m grateful you wrote to me abt it :D. This idea is so fascinating!! I love that our love interest is so deceiving~~

And wtf anon your brain is so big how did you come up with such a beautiful plot?? And the BOOK being the yandere?? Yummy. I have seen a shitload of isekai webtoon ads and im ngl, they have definitely inspired me. I legit want to use this in a story; I adore that our main ‘love interest’ here has complete control over the universe.

I think the perfect cut-out prince is such a wonderful type, in which the yandere just wants to escape their troubles by playing a phony royal. They really only want a perfect life with their darling; and if our book yan here wants that, then a prince is the perfect character to play.

But imagine our sentient book here, was rather.. Mischievous. This item sucked the reader in, forcing them into a prison of pages and ink, where life was always expected and written out for you.

Perhaps he is a duke or a prince, with nobility of some kind. Or possibly, he’s the villain, maybe the poor sap on the side of the road who you learn is of influential power. Either way, I think the yandere in this scenario would use fate against him. He’d twist and manipulate the story to make him look sad, damaged, perhaps even a bit ‘unfixable.’ Who doesn’t love a grim character with a tragic past? He can change the story to force the reader to help him, to witness him suffer. He’ll say sweet words, words of lies.

“I’ve never loved someone like this before.”

“Everything I touch goes to ruin.”

“You’re the sunlight in my dark world.”

Such sappy, romantic lines that sound straight out of a cheesy novel. And the reader will fall for it so easily. He’ll make sure it happens, make sure that he’s seen as desirable, that the reader thinks they can “fix” him, or make him less mysterious.

But I seriously adore the traditional romantic isekai stories; they are so nice, almost comforting yknow? Which is why if we’re going down the road of a charming princely character, I propose possibly, an airheaded type? I love dark and brooding, but it’s so much easier to keep your secrets if you act stupid. He’s so flirty without meaning to, always being nearby, saving dear reader from the wicked acts of the villain.

I imagine because the book has full control, possibly it acts as several different characters? Here me out: the only thing this sentient creature knows about the reader, is that they are fond of picking up books. He’ll learn more as the story progresses, but how will he make sure what love interest they want? Perhaps the princely character isn’t it; is it the oh so hot headed guard by the princes’ side, maybe even the villain is the answer.

The book doesn’t know for sure, so it sets up a multitude of plots and romantic lines, making sure at least one of the characters can swoon the reader. He’s in control of everything except for the person he seeks; this I believe would be a wonderful weakness. The book is obsessed with control, obsessed with predicting the outcome and knowing the answers. But the reader isn’t like that; the reader is incalculable. He’ll throw plot after plot, love interests and friends always seemingly trying to pry in on the reader’s personal information. The lack of control the yandere has is both a blessing and a curse to him. It’s addicting, knowing that there’s someone who he can’t figure out. But it’s also infuriating to have no hold on something so desperately desired.

He’ll make sure the reader’s dreams are filled with him, subliminally pushing his narrative and goals unto them. He’ll whisper sweet nothings, making sure no one dares to hurt his new form of entertainment and desire.

I imagine an omnipotent creator like that is amazing at gaslighting and manipulation. He’s literally like a god; and what happens if you disobey a god? Well, not sweet nothings and adoring love interests, that's for sure. An angry all-knowing creator like him, would be more along the lines of depriving the reader, and fucking with their head. He’ll make sure they can’t stand straight, can’t understand what’s going on in the story anymore. Perhaps it’s all for love, for a wonderful happy ending that secures both their happiness. Or possibly something more twisted: like the desire to own and control.

#yandere #drabble #writing #fanfiction #self insert #reader insert #x reader #yandere x reader #male yandere #romance #romance romance horror #anonymous asks #writing ideas #isekai #romance isekai #male x reader #omnipotent #male love interest

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astolfofo · 2 years

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so... I’m thinking... What if we had a re:zero kinda plot with genshin impact? like make it horror?

Like say the reader gets pulled into another world by the Aybss sibling’s strong desire for company, and the reader despises that specific sibling, because they lost their previous life and have to figure out what the actual fuck to do now.

You appear out of nowhere, and due to Aybss Lunime/Aether’s strong desire for you, you’re bound to them by some kind of curse (like Subaru’s ability to die and relive the same day serveral times). You could attract the Aybss mages, and different kinds of monsters in Tevyat, but you never know why. Then, the traveller sibling helps ya out.

The archons are very very very very sus of you because you have a very strong knowledge of the world (game when you were on planet earth for the sake of this say you actually cared about the lore cause yeah), and our precious Traveller always had to come to your rescue.

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Slowly but surely, both travellers will start to fall for you (the aybss sibling did already when they pulled you into tevyat bro), but you can only choose one.

Both of them will try to pull you into their direction, until they come up with an agreement to share you.

this is unclear because im having a headache while writing this

#just a thought #re:zero x genshin #genshin impact #yandere aether #yandere lunime #yandere genshin impact #isekai #kinda #genshin

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yandere-expressions · 3 years

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#the way to protect the female lead's older brother #yandere #manhwa #isekai #yandere male

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boredmariedelline · 2 years

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VADD/DITOEFTV Aesthetic #6

Eclise Khan Delman

#his name is the hardest to spell #eclise/ikles/ecklies #villains are destined to die #aesthetic #iklies khan delman #iklies #black and white aesthetic #minor yandere boy #manhwa #otome isekai #some people spell his name as eclipse #which is weird #and also symbolic #he deserved so much fucking better #more fanfics about him please #death is the only ending for a villainess #the villains are destined to die #marie's posts #character aesthetic

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shiny-jr · 2 years

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I didn’t ask to get isekaied (IV)

Warning: Yes, this is still a yandere thing. You have been warned. Gender-neutral reader.

Characters: Kalim Al-Asim, Jamil Viper.

Summary: (Continuation, after this) The main cast of Twisted Wonderland is in ruins after realizing the player’s vessel, Yuu, has mysteriously gone out of commission. So when Grim vanishes and appears next with a stranger holding Yuu’s camera, they cannot recognize the player they practically worship and assume the worst: that this person is an imposter.

Note: I legit thought of the idea for this part while waiting for class to start. Honestly, low-key proud of myself for it. Makes me wanna go back and rewrite Octavinelle’s part and maybe even a bit of Savanaclaw’s. But I probably won’t for now at least. Maybe I will when I’m bored.

Octavinelle | Scarabia | Pomefiore

Now, you would have to depend on yourself. It was Grim that distracted Azul, saving you yet again by making the dorm leader stumble when the feline unexpectedly appeared and ran by his feet to trip him up. It worked as a distraction, you escaped Octavinelle but got separated from Grim in the process. You were sure he’d be fine, but yourself? You weren’t so sure. It seemed like everyone in this school knew your face, and they were hunting you down because of it. If you were to catch a break, to get away and sneak through the grounds, you’d need a proper disguise.

That’s why when you found a bag left behind by some forgetful student, you wasted no time in taking it. You knew the schedule of the bells by your fourth day here now, and you knew the bell to dismiss students from their main classes was about to go off. Which meant the halls would be filled soon. Going into the nearest portal, you were relieved to see the dorm space was empty, its students still busy but they would be back soon. For now, you found a secluded room where you could change. Mentally apologizing to whoever left the bag behind, but also thanking them. Swapping on the white uniform clothes in the bag and utilizing the contacts, styling your hair in a different way, applying makeup so you may look different. It was quick but efficient work, you looked different and you prayed that no one would recognize you. But there was one thing wrong with the disguise: it was a pristine white uniform of a neighboring academy. Oh, you dearly hoped they would leave you alone and not pick a fight just because of the uniform! It was all you could afford to wear at the moment.

To avoid a beating from the Night Raven College students that despised Royal Sword Academy so much, maybe it was best to wait it out. In the meantime, you could hide and catch up on sleep you were so deprived of, come up with a story as to trick people into why a Royal Sword Academy student was here, and wait until night when it would be much easier to sneak out without being noticed.

Sleep… Yes. That sounded so nice. You needed it. Sleeping in the dark shadows and shade of these outside corridors, tucked away and hidden from sight. Listening to the running water of the fountains in this oasis as the vast sandy desert stretched out over the horizon, your eyes slowly closed shut…

When you awoke, you saw the night sky but you swore you were blinded by a dazzling smile as bright as the sun. A familiar white-haired young man had awoken you, and you paled at the realization that the Scarabia Dorm Leader had woken you up.

SCARABIA

Kalim. The young man remained friendly, kindly asking who you were and why were you sleeping on the cold ground when you could’ve asked for a spare bedroom! The memory of how the others treated you replayed in your mind, fearful of it happening again, you lied and told him you were touring Night Raven College to transfer here soon but got lost and sleepy. It seemed he bought your story and eagerly invited you to the banquet at his dorm tonight, he wouldn’t take no for an answer because he was so excited to have a guest from another school! It was so strange… These past few days he’s been feeling downhearted, ever since Yuu shut down but now this stranger is making him feel… happy! So unbelievably happy, he can barely contain it! His joy was blinding him. Walking hand-in-hand, he only made you feel welcome as he practically skipped beside you, eating up all the lies you spoke as he insisted on the two of you sharing dishes. He didn’t think about being poisoned, because how could someone who made him so happy even dream of hurting him? Kalim believed you when you lied about your identity to protect yourself, claiming you were a wealthy royal heir hailing from distant lands and who studied at Royal Sword Academy. But you were considering transferring here! That thought made him so happy! Although he’s only known you for only a few hours, he really wanted to spend his school days with you! Smiling and laughing in your presence, he was just so content and delighted, never noticing how you would nervously glance at exits every few minutes. As you’d excuse yourself to get another plate or go get a breath of fresh air, attempting to escape, he’d jump up from his seat and follow you. Don’t worry, you won’t be alone, he’ll come too and keep you company! “Hey, what do you say to transferring tonight? I’m sure we can make it happen! That way you won’t have to leave and we can be together all the time!”

On the other hand, the cheerful dorm leader’s counterpart was not as eager to welcome the stranger. Jamil had his suspicions of the supposed RSA student touring. Why would a student from that rival school even want to join? Kalim had a family member attending RSA who often spoke with Kalim, and he never once heard mention of this royal heir. He’d never even heard of this mythical land they supposedly hailed from. It all screamed that something was clearly amiss. Since Yuu shut down, he’s been juggling his usual responsibilities, caring for the unusually despondent Kalim that was downcast without being in the player’s grace for over a week, and searching for a solution to somehow fix the vessel. Jamil wanted to snap, he wanted to ignore Kalim and focus on finding an answer, but each time he refrained. The thought of the player calmed him, it motivated him, reminding him that once the player was back, they could praise him for all his hard work and award him with their calming loving grace. Now, the longer he looked at the guest casually eating and listening, the more irritated he became and the more he noticed. They would glance at different exits, they were stiff, they were nervous, they knew they didn’t belong here, is what he concluded. This supposed guest knew they shouldn’t be here. It didn’t take very long for Jamil to see past their disguise, able to connect the dots due to their mistakes and to the news of the imposter roaming somewhere on campus. This was the imposter right in front of him, and they had Kalim wrapped around their little finger. When you were alone with Kalim on the balcony, that’s when he appeared, angered by the dorm leader’s excitement with the imposter. Here, his calm demeanor cracked a bit, revealing moments of his anger. “Shut up! Don’t be so blind, Kalim. That’s the imposter that caused everything and you’ve been talking to them and laughing with them! You’re helping the very person that hurt Yuu!!”

#twisted wonderland #twst #yandere twisted wonderland #yandere twisted wonderland x reader #yandere twst #kalim al asim #twst kalim #yandere kalim al asim #jamil viper #twst jamil #yandere jamil viper #I didn't ask to get isekaied #twst imposter au

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jeweled-blue-eyes · 3 years

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Shojo Isekai Bingo

Since there’s already a shounen Isekai bingo, I thought it was only fair if I did one for the shojo Isekai’s too. Have fun!

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bad4amficideas · 3 years

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IMAGINE SOULMATE AU (mark/tattoo, 1st contact) + YANDERE AU WITH THE BATBOYS

Gotham catch 'em all! 5am so so sorry

Edit: this is a concept, a sketch not an actual full developed story. I.MA.GI.NE. not drabble. Not oneshot. Imagine (Like you can and write in base of this, like pleaseandthank you!) (Also I'm not English tysm)

TERMS:

Canvas: noun, soulmate mark, looks like a UV tattoo. If you born with it, their appareance is a miniature which grow with you without deforming but actually get detailed (so no babies getting their marks in databases)

The Brush: noun, when you touch your soulmate for first time and your mark get colored

Painting: noun, colored canvas, which is supposed to turn into a colorful, maybe even metallic one, otherworldy for sure. Also used to refer to people who have found their soulmates.

Tear, teared: Used especially as an adjective, refers to the ugly scar/burn that remains where once was the canvas when the soulmate dies

Easel: noun, in modern times a derogatory term, person without a canvas, although some people are born without them because such souls haven't yet been born. (Yes, weasel word plays are a thing)

Imagine being another common girl in Gotham City. Your dream is to get enough money to get out or failing that, move to a "quiet" area (whatever gothamites understand as quiet).

In a lottery one, maybe find your soulmate. But since chances of finding one's soulmate are low-non existant (until point people tend to obsess if they find theirs and if your soulmate rejects you, well... legally they have the upper hand, can you believe it?? Whats this an omegaverse wtf???), that's only a nice dream and you're fine with getting only one of the two previous options and daydream with the later at a stable non-weirds-chemicals-involved-please job.

Your canvas is apparently some really pretty drawed little bird, signed by IIIIIIV. When you were little your dad play with you saying maybe they would be an ornithologist, naturalist or artist. Even when your parents weren't soulmates, they didn't want rip your dreams. But as a young adult, now you know the Brush and Paintings are things you could heard only on TV, and everyone knew media is misleading at best.

As the Wayne boys side, since they have spent a lot together, wounded and naked more or less willingy, although canvas are something private, they end up seeing each other's and realizing that theirs are identical. I pretend that Y/N representation in their body is a common female bird colored of reader choice clinging to a branch (like a robin is a common bird, if you think about it) and sometimes they hypothetically talk about her as (insert Dick begins this and it stucks better than a Disney song): babybird, duckling, birdie, lovebird, little dove, sparrow, angel, swan, songbird.

You are just one of the many girls in Gotham, you repeat yourself everyday as you do put make-up upon your canvas, over your heart. And canvas et all are something private, surely it isn't something unique. Tear, lines again, tear, reappear, but never all the canvas, only parts, you remember how your little bird spent a couple of years with part of his chest (now you're sure is a him) scarred until the lines were redrawn, then the upper-end was the scarred one, then head for a few moments?, the rest of the torso gone for moments was a recent one... You weren't the brightest pea in the pod (although apparently you were the best sperm). But, bird. Bird. Robin. And that every time you blinked there was one Vigilante more with that fucking name (although your favorite was the girl ofc! stick together!). But. BUt. BUT! Which of all of them was your soulmate and why had his head, legs, heart been ripped off and who knows what at one time or another?

You will later find your painting was a kind of watercolored robin with black eyes, beaks and legs. From its head to tail, the ussually grey upper body part was a gradient from blue to green, while its lower part did the same with red and yellow. You found it was not IIIIIIV but I (blue) II (red) III (yellow) V (green) because the now black numbers were splattered of color.

And all those rumors of who new hero/vigilante was previously "x" Robin it... maybe you were guilty or not of reading RealPeopleFictionxReader phase when young, but, Wayne and Relatives and the Batfam... nana, nana... naaaa?... right??

No way you were going to get close to those celebrities, as an attentionphobe and gothamite born, like you got all right, thank you, your instincts of self-preservation, and spending your adolescence scars on-off wasn't good for your heart... soul? So you knew you couldn't allow any of them be your soulmate (even when ofc none of then could and never would be yours). Plus even without the obvious association your mind may had or not done, you must be mental to want to be around either one, the BatFam or the Wayne Household.

Timeskip. You were finally at the University/College, studying what you want. You didn't get the waitress job. How did everyone get a waitress job except you? (on the other hand, maybe the universe was doing you a favor and you shouldn't complain) You work was cleaning in a hotel and thanks for that (even if it stinks and your hands were always sore and the bleach smell was always under your poor nose).

Especially since as a mediocre person your parents did not abuse you, although sometimes their extroversion and your introversion clashed but they did not die, tragically or not. They weren't heroes, vigilantes, or villains or a wanna be of neither. They love and care for you, they support you in college. You paid yourself the campus to start leaving the nest and finally let yourself love them... a little more far away (plus your old home was very far both work and class).

But one night, when "insert villain of your choice" (Scarecrow surely so Y/N acts seems reasonable) attack the hotel where you work and you run away the moment you hear Batman AND (which, dear, is suspicious, don't you think?) Batman intercepts you, but obviously a scared little bird like you cannot be anyone's accomplice, hostage at best, a victim?

You murmur, anxiety and/or fear increasing, something like no birds please no birds, I'm a good person, I swear, swear, only no birds, please, you give him your hotel ID and fly away uniform et all before "AND" arrives. No reader of mine will act coherently under pressure, never, unless they have been trained to do so or they had a hard life previously recognized.

You only go out for classes and work and your ID is in your hotel locker back on your next work day. You know that there are two Wayne boys studying at the same time as you (Damian, having skipped courses at Gotham Academy and also to be a meany to Tim, and said boy Tim, who needs to stop skip classes to favour vigilantism), but you don't meet any of them (as you have been able to do so far since the screams from their fans when they decide to attend classes are a great clue. They are likethe Gotham Kardashians you swear). After a month you think you can finally turn off the radar.

In fact, that night Batman kept your ID on his belt and investigated you in private. Was while rumming that either Damian or Tim found out and told the rest. And, hey, in principle they were only trying to get closer in their civil way because OBVIOUSLY you had nothing special in the record, and B. had close your case (without sealing it or give hits signaling you hide something, like if he was checking another victim of another attack even though nobody of them had seen you in one).

But why are you so scared of the definitely not so kids Wayne's? ok, you don't like to attract attention, you enjoy quality before quantity, and of its true Jason bulky built if you don't know him and Damian grumpy face can be intimidating... But after all the pantomime that the older brothers mounted in the door, attracting the glances so that either Damian or Tim would enter one of the seminars that they could pick and share with you, maybe get a seat near you, and you would look at them as if Scarecrow had thrown fear gas at you... they end stalking you, choosing you although their conscious part refuses to acknowledge that, you are still just a case, one on whom they don't mind spending large amounts of free time... but a "case".

Okay, let's say you keep you composure at the end. Then I'm sorry but they get close to you it's at least two against one. If not that day will be the next one or the next to that, they would sneak their way to you and you can't run. Greeting is polite. You must give thanks they pitied your introverted being and accounting Waynes shit so they are being subtle and you don't have middle campus with the popcorn.

ORRRRRR, let's say you manage to dodge them. For how long? without making a fuss? without being cornered and touched/grabbed without your consent?

"... Babybird. Babybird. Did you know and still you've been flying away from us?"

There I was, despising myself while tried written and then I remembered, do you know how most female birds are so dull in contrast to the male ones? I daydream a yandere+ soulmate au only to raise my spirits. Also background for a Porn without Plot YandereRobins x Reader if I ever wrote one 🤣

Edit: Damian is V (5) because in this story Stephanie Brown is the 4th (IV) Robin.

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