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yourheart-inmyhands · 14 days

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Hey so I have a kinda weird request, you have the right to ignore this of course.

How would Beidou, Yae Miko and Jean react to object of their love would say that they see them like their older sister (basicaly friend-zoneing them)

hi hi! sorry it took me so long to get to this, it took me a bit of sitting on it to get a good response formulated! sorry for the wait :3

Warnings: this post contains yandere-themes, including kidnapping, love potions/drugging, mentions of conditioning/brainwashing, mentions of Stockholm syndrome, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Beidou:

She’s understandably crushed by this, while she encourages the members of her crew to behave like family and considers them as much, she wants you to see her as more. She’s already an older sister figure to others, she wants to finally mean something more to someone.

Beidou takes a few days to collect her thoughts, skilly avoiding you and holing up in her quarters on the Crux as she contemplates her next course of action. She might be crazy and reckless sometimes, her history can speak to that, she isn’t one to rush in without a plan.

She emerges with a new confidence, her usual swagger in her step as she confronts you once more. She tells you that she wants to take you on a trip and to pack your bags, enough for a few weeks. And no, you can’t decline.

“C’mon Doll, go get packing, an adventure awaits us.” A chuckle follows her words, her hands waving you off in the direction of your home. She follows behind you, helping you gather your things and carry them back to the Crux.

Beidou doesn’t tell you where she’s planning to take you, and the crew’s lips are equally as sealed, but the sudden shine in her eyes, the extra bit of stretch to her grin, and the way she can’t seem to keep away from you, all tell you that it’s certainly going to be something interesting.

Beidou decides to take you on a fairly long goose chase. While she claims you’re headed in the direction of one nation, you’re actually headed in the other. It takes a long while before you notice that you don’t really ever seem to reach a destination, just stopping in at small harbors and cities to restock food and supplies before setting off again.

Her plan was essentially to trap you on the ship with her, have you sleep in the captain’s quarters with her, and spend every moment you physically could with her. She wanted you to become reliant on her presence, to want her around the same way she wanted you around.

It’s a fairly shaky plan that relies mostly on you developing some form of Stockholm syndrome, but she’s insistent it will work. It has to. She needs you.

Yae Miko:

While she can understand where you’re coming from, it also frustrates her greatly. Of course, she’s very good at not letting it show, but she didn’t spend all this time doting on you and loving you like no other just to be seen as a sister.

She doesn’t let the sudden news interrupt your relationship though, if anything she’s just more insistent in the little ways she loves on you. A hand on the small of your back when you two walk together, tucking stray strands of hair behind your ear for you, the little things. Little things that she wants to make your heart flutter like how you make hers soar.

The longer it takes to win you over the more frustrated she gets, her centuries alive could not grant her enough patience to put up with this. But she remains cordial, acting as if everything is ok and normal. Until she can’t keep up the act.

“Just hold still darling, it hurts less that way.” Yae smiles as she watches you struggle against your rope bindings, she knows they aren’t comfortable and don’t feel the greatest, that the rough rope bruises and chaffs your skin, but it would have to do for now. She can’t trust you to be free just yet, after all, you haven’t proven your love and devotion to her.

Yae jumps into the drastic route of kidnapping, keeping you confined in a place that only she and a select few others are aware of. She’s with you all day every day for the first week or so and after that, the hours vary. She does still have duties to uphold at the Grand Sakura Shrine after all.

When she’s with you though, it’s time spent conditioning you into new behaviors and mindsets, making you dependent on her and her love to even function. If you cannot open your eyes and see that you do love her, then she supposes she’ll just have to show you herself.

When she’s not with you, you’re given some freedom to explore the strange area, but nothing too grand. You’re kept confined to a room, a door the only break in the walls, with basic decorations and furniture. Yae didn’t spend too much time decorating, she didn’t want you getting too attached to this place, after all, she plans to take you back home someday.

Jean:

Jean is possibly the most understanding about all of this. Not only is she already an older sister, but she’s also a leader and considered like family to a lot of Mondstat. This isn’t to say she’s not upset by this though, it hurts her deeply.

Deeply enough that she spends a few days burrowed in her office, drowning her aching heart out in mountains of paperwork. Eventually, Lisa lures her out with the promise of helping to change your mind, which Jean is hesitant to do.

She respects your decision and your choices, but she simply can’t imagine life without you. So it’s no surprise that she does accept Lisa’s help, who in turn recruits Albedo.

It doesn’t take long for Lisa and Albedo to come to a solution. Between their combined knowledge and power, creating a love potion was simple. Unorthodox sure, but Lisa was confident it would work, nobody would even know. Albedo was in it merely to see how one responds to being under its effects.

Jean is hesitant to give it to you, her hands turning the bottle over and over in her hands as she considers whether or not she wants to do it. There’s a small part of her that feels guilty about it, about taking such a large part of who you are from you, but the large part of her is dying to hold you in her arms, to leave kisses all over your face, to properly call you hers.

It’s almost startling how easily she finds herself giving it to you, inviting you over for some tea to apologize for her absence and her reaction to your rejection. Everything about it feels so normal, what reason would you have to believe your drink has been spiked.

When you take the first sip and it tastes funny should’ve been the first sign something was wrong, but at Jean’s insistence that she was sure she had made it right, you settle for taking another sip, eventually finishing your whole cup. A smile graced Jean’s face when she saw you set the empty cup down.

It didn’t take long for the effects to set in, after all, you’d consumed quite a bit. Seeing you looking at her like she put the stars in the sky like she was the greatest person you’d ever met, melted all of Jean’s doubts. Screw feeling guilty, Jean was happy you finally loved her back.

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mellowwillowy · 8 months

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𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬

Yan! Circus Performers x GN!Reader

(Feel free to insert the Yans yourself, I will tag some that could work by the ending)

TW: Body horror and details (Yans and Reader), general Yan warnings, proceed with caution. (Gore level: 1.5)

Darker than night, deep in the woods you'll find Standing alone, a circus that no one knows

Was it a mistake for you to wander into the woods? With a pamphlet in your hand, you strayed into the woods to see the circus. The pair looked so adorable, the two of them looked alike as though they were only mirroring each other. Although their face looked sad, the two sounded cheerful…. as though they were trying to cover their cries…

Children who can't even carry the trembling limbs they were born with

Master of all, nearly ten meters tall Watching the show, eyes that will slowly grow

Yet no one had ever seen the Master of the Circus.

All who perform smile with faces torn Happy with glee, strange as they look to me

You looked at everyone. The pair of Aces looked into you as they laughed merrily, reminding you of the Ace that you never got in a game of blackjack. The other performer offered you their hand as though they were asking you for a dance. A dance, with a performer that was at least 6 meters tall, oh how amazing.

Shall the fun start? Follow me to the Dark Woods Circus Please, join the festivity

The pair of Ace ran into the circus, and their laugh rang endlessly. The tall performer's back was tapped by another performer who was just as tall as them.

They smile as they dream of their mother's embrace

Come and see the two-headed (freak) of nature

The pair of Ace smiled eerily, both of their hands clasped to each other, the cloak covering their bodies taken off revealing stitched bodies. ""Oh what fun! Come, child of human! Kekekekeke…"" Their laugh was just as mirrored as their appearance and fate!

Gaze at a siren, her flesh deformed

"Don't you find me beautiful, dove? Do you perhaps envy me? Truth is that I envy you instead." They held your hand, their eyes unable to find yours and yet they envy your beauty.

Fear the all-eating beast and his love for cold Decaying meals that once were warm

The man's arms were bound to his back, the only thing he could do was feast what was placed in front of him! The woman next to him buried her head into her knees, her surroundings were painted in red wine. "It's delicious, they are delicious, Mother, it tastes so good. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm SORRY" "Kekeke, do you have more for us to eat? We'd like to eat you but… a shame… love… heart… kekekeke…"

Did we ask to breathe? Did we ask to only be abused, Living in bodies like these?

The pair of tall performers started dancing, twirling, spinning lovingly as they tried not to step on you. Their eyes stared into each other, dared not to make any mistake with their steps. ""Perhaps it would be nice for the three of us to dance together?"" Their voice rang as their eyes looked down, staring into yours. "It won't hurt that much, dove" "They'll just break and attach a new pair of legs on you, dove"

When you look at me, what is it that you see? Now a face rotting and torn at the seams

"See? I knew you were beautiful." The pair of Ace took off their blindfold, their eyes bore into yours. "So beautiful, a pair of legs, a pair of eyes, and a face that doesn't rot! You look like a dove!"

Through the pain I scream, how "it hurts so badly" "But we can't help it or do anything"

"Don't you think you'll look even more beautiful if you look exactly like one?"

As the girl would weep, telling me this sadly We perform, always the circus repeats

"Or perhaps we could clip your wings." "That way, you are forever bound to us." The pair laughed again, this time their hands were unclasped, reaching out to you.

How I love the show! How I love it all so! Can you see how fun a circus can be?

The pair of Ace jumped, their voice filling the whole circus as they cheered endlessly.

As our flesh decays and our eyes melt away With a face rotting, it's fun every day

""Because we've found ourselves an injured Dove!! Cheer to everyone, Cheer to the deformity of our Master!!""

How I long to die, why am I still alive? Anyone help me escape from this life

"We have captured the Dove's heart! It decides to rest here!" "Let's clip their wings so that they can rest eternally!" "We'll share our food! The best lump of meat you could ever taste of!" ""Fear not, for the Dove could dance even without its wings"" """" Why do you look terrified, Dove? We LOVE you! We CHERISH you! We WANT you!""""

"You can never leave", yes, I have a feeling Long ago, someone had told this to me It is impossible for anyone to say and feel

"Welcome to the Dark Woods Circus"

A pair of hands placed upon your shoulder, their lip brushed the tip of your ear. Everyone bowed down toward the subject behind you.

"Master," Everyone greeted.

--- LOG END ---

(!Proceed with CAUTION!)

"Come visit the Dark Woods Circus!"

You handed people the pamphlets, your smile never leaving your face. While people could not see what was under the fabric covering your skin, you could feel your back throbbing with each second.

The rose sewn onto your face never withered but you could feel your sanity did. You could feel your guts dissolving all the meat you ate, they were no longer upset about the change of food. They were generous enough to share a rather large portion of it although they tend to bite you randomly.

The pair of Ace occasionally showed you tricks on how to fly while their hands roamed all over your skin.

The siren would sing for you while they felt their skin against yours.

The tall performers would also teach you how to twirl with them, although it truly was a shame they couldn't dance with you, perhaps just yet.

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Pair of Ace : Lyney and Lynette, Lucy-Lucius

All-Eating Beast: Dottore and Collei, Childe, Sampo, Killeon and Dorothy

Deranged Siren: Columbina, Venti, Jingyuan, Blade (sorry not sorry), Mysrymie

Tall Performers: Diluc and Jean, March and Danheng, 03 and 004

Master: Arlecchino, Pierro, Tsaritsa, Neuvillette, Unknown God, Zhongli, Kafka, ???

(Platonic, sharing, or not depends on you)

--- After notes

Lump of meat = Rotting meat or human flesh

Siren = Leg-less, immobile

Pair of Ace = 1 shared body

Tall Performers = man-made legs

Reader = clipped dove

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dahliaes · 2 months

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𝝑୧ yandere crazy boyfriend jean kirstein

cw; heavy yandere behavior, dumbification, obsession, fem reader

jeans a romantic. he's incredibly sweet and gentle, he holds the door open for you and protects you, but theres this reputation he has that you just can't believe. he's gotten into fights at bars and parties, you've seen him with bruised or broken knuckles and his heart just melts when you come and soothe him

when you take care of him, bandage his bloody knuckles and wipe blood from his forehead, just that one time, jean realizes you're too precious to ever be with anyone else.

you're too sweet to be alone.

jean would never hurt you. jean would never be violent in front of you. he would never scare you. he promises.

he brings you flowers, he says you remind him of daisies because of how pretty and soft you are. he takes you on dates where no one is around, no one but him. he wants to watch you. he isnt clingy, he's possessive. youre his pretty baby that only he is allowed to hold. he owns you. he just has to teach you this, not force it

he holds you from behind and wraps those big strong arms around you, sometimes he does it so hard you cant breathe. he'll let up, but he doesn't let you leave the bed. he will take you back to his chest, whether you're fussing or not. he'll use just one arm to carry you back to him and he'll put his hand over your mouth when you're whining begging him to let you go

"shh baby shh its okay, just let me hold you, quit fussin’”

hes the only man that should be around you. really, hes the only person that you need; he'll do everything for you—feed you, clothe you, protect you—and he'll do it while keeping you in his arms. hes going to carry you whether you like it or not.

he feeds you, not letting you lift a finger. he'll playfully keep your fork just out of arms reach until you let him be the one who puts food in your mouth

sometimes he just wishes you'd forget how to do things by yourself, that way you'll be clinging onto him for everything

even if he has to, jean will grab you and take you away from anything he doesnt like. he doesnt wanna hurt his baby, but maybe you need to remember what might happen while he's away and you're all alone.

he doesn't think you're stupid, he tells you this whenever you start to throw a fit—he just thinks you're too sweet to be by yourself. what if someone hurts you because of how nice you are? what if someone tries to take advantage of you in that pretty dress? why dont you stay in tonight and come cuddle with your man and let him take care of you?

he'll breed this into you, this dependency that renders you helpless when he's gone. jean doesnt want you to he afraid without him, but isnt it nice to know his precious baby is waiting for him at home, all alone where no one can touch her except him? waiting all alone in the little panties he picked out, hiding under the covers waiting for the door to open so you can run to him and jump up in his arms before spreading your legs open and letting him pump his cum into you...

waiting for him to come and help you, always with some flowers in his hand

#tw yandere #yandere aot #yandere x reader #jean kirschtein headcanons #jean kirstein x reader #jean kirschtein smut #yandere jean #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirschstein x reader

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lizhrs · 1 year

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Could you do a high school bullies version with Levi, Eren, or Jean pls?

a/n: I was going to make high school bully levi but the thought of captain levi being an immature tyrant towards poor cadet y/n was too good to ignore so my bad

warnings: non/dubcon, bullying, physical abuse

EREN + JEAN

They rule the school halls. Everyone sees them as the perfect duo. Guys try desperately to be them, girls want to be under them and even teachers will do anything to appease them.

It's nauseating, the contrast of how everyone views them versus how you see them. The way you know they are. They're not godly saints, or this generation's future with their good looks and charms. No they're something that follows you constantly, haunts you and pushes you to limits you didn't even know existed.

They're tyrants.

Always pushing and pulling and dragging you every which way like a rag doll. Knocking you into the walls, stealing your lunch money and homework like a bunch of children. Standing over you every chance they get, like they're entitled to every aspect of your life.

Take now for example, Eren is leaning against your shoulder, hands clenching the back of your chair as he stares at your phone.

You're usually more aware of your surroundings, unfortunately due to the many years of hell he and lackey have put you through but you were too engrossed in your texting to hear his booming footsteps making their way towards you. "Who are you texting?" He asks causally, hot air hitting your shoulder.

Your fingers clench around your small device, remembering the last time he saw something on your phone he didn't like, how he smashed the small object into a million pieces. It took you nearly a year to save up money for a new one. "No one."

He's taking it out of your hand before you can stop it, not that you had the guts to anyway. "You're going to a party tonight?" He hums, shamelessly reading your messages. "That's very new of you." He smirks.

"Give it back." You mutter, hating how weak you sound.

"How can you do my homework if you're gonna spend the night partying like a loose slut?"

Your cringe at the words. "I have the entire weekend to do it..."

He stares into you, those strikingly icy eyes that have been the cause of too many nightmares to count digging into your soul. "I should go with you, just to keep you on your feet."

"W-what? No!"

It's your friend's party. He graduated a few months ago and invited you to a college kegger and usually you would've said no but after the horrible week you've been through, getting drunk was a great way to start your weekend. It's out of town so you would've been away from Eren for a few hours which is all you can ask for.

"I don't remember asking." He's typing. Probably texting himself the address on your phone like the prick he is.

You grab the device before you can think, snatching it away. "You're not going, don't you harass me enough?" You grab your bag, quickly walking away from the table before he can make you regret your actions but of course you don't make it very far.

You slam into a chest and the way hair instantly rises on your skin tells you immediately who it is. Your hands dig into the strap of your backpack as you slowly look up, Jean's taunting eyes stare back at you. "Are you already running away from us babe?" He coos. "The day has just ended."

Of course, you should've known. They spent the entire school day ignoring you, a usual sign they're going to make up for it once that final bell rings. You should've just ran home instead of cooping up in this library.

"J-just let me—" Fingers are grabbing your hair from behind, yanking and pushing you into the wall. You wince as your shoulder hits it, hoping the librarian will come back from her break soon...not that she would do anything to help.

"You don't tell us what to do y/n. You should know this by now." Eren smiles as Jean slings an arm around his shoulder, both laughing as if this situation is hysterical.

"I-I'll do your homework Eren, just let me—"

He rolls his eyes. In front of you in a flash as he pushes his knee between your thighs. Your eyes widen at his brazen actions, instantly squirming to get out of his grip. He's been brass before, touching and teasing you as he pleases but you never get used to it. You doubt it's something anyone can really get used to. His palm rests on the space next to your head, breath fanning over your lips due to how close he is.

"You talk way too much." His finger slowly trails down your cheek before softly gripping your chin. You crane your neck to the side, cringing at his callous fingers touching you, digging into your uniform.

Jean's closer too, hands in his pocket as he watches the scene in front of him, always having that mischievous grin on his face whenever Eren plays with their favorite toy.

It's sickening.

"You can do that later pretty, right now we need your full attention." Jean whispers in your ear. "Can you do that for us?"

They follow you home.

Both walk behind you like a pair of pesky mutts, laughing and talking to each other as they watch you grip your books to your chest, trying not to have a full blown panic attack as you get closer to where you live.

You reach the trailer in the next thirty seconds, swallowing a lump in your throat as you look back at them. "G-goodbye."

Jean laughs, throwing his head back. "You think we came all the way here just to leave?"

Your teeth dig into your cheek, tearing it a little bit. The pain is nothing compared to the knots twisting in your stomach right now. "W-what, you can't come in." You whisper, knowing it's futile.

No one would help even if you screamed bloody murder. Your trailer is inconveniently parked in a neighborhood that could care less about others, too busy trying to pay bills and not starve. And they know that. They know your mother won't be home until midnight due to picking up double shifts at the diner and even then, she could spend the night at her boyfriends. They know everything about you and it's frustrating.

"You can't come in." You say again, seeing the looks on their faces. You turn around, running towards the trailer and opening the door.

Eren is behind you just as you're about to slam it shut, palm slamming against the door as he pushes it open. "You are so dramatic." He rolls his eyes, stepping in.

He grimaces at the dirt on his palm."Jesus, y/n would it kill you to clean every once in a while?" He wipes the grim on your uniform, hands shamelessly touching your breasts.

You gasp, taking a step back. Jean walks in, closing the door behind him. He snorts as he looks around. "The inside is just as shitty as the outside."

They've walked you home numerous times, taunting and harassing you every second of the walk. But they've never gone inside of your house...the fact you're alone with these psychos is settling in, tears gathering in your eyes. "What do you guys want?"

"Can't we just hang out? We have been friends for years after all."

Friends.

The turmoil in your head and bruises littering your skin beg to differ.

"You have any food?" Jean is opening your fridge before you can say anything. Thankfully, it's empty. It would be worse if the asshole ate the scarce food your mother leaves every blue moon.

"How can you live like this y/n?" Eren asks, tsking at the stray gallon of milk in the fridge. "You should be happy you have us."

"Happy?" You scoff.

"Here we are, walking you home to this pigsty of a neighborhood so you don't get hurt and all you can do is stare at us like that." He feigns hurt, hand over his chest. "It really stings."

"You're delusional." You want to walk to your room, take a nap and forget about this horrible day but to turn your back on them for even a second is a disaster waiting to happen.

"When's the party starting?" Jean asks, sitting on a stool.

Of course he told him.

"I'm not going anymore. So you guys can leave now."

"Of course we're going. Our first party together." Eren plops down on the couch. "Come watch a movie with us, pet."

You roll your eyes but grudgingly walk over, fearing for what will happen if you refuse. You sit as far away from him as possible, nails digging into your thighs as he turns on the television.

Jean unexpectedly sits next to you, startling you as your shoulders touch. You quickly scoot away which just puts you closer to Eren. You're trapped.

"Didn't know you liked me so much?" Eren chuckles, swinging an arm around your shoulders, bringing you closer.

"Don't touch me!" You scream, voice shocking you more than them. Your palms are bleeding now, small cuts now visible. Your eyes widen, frantically shaking your head as you try and force out an apology.

But it's too late.

The patience he's uncharacteristically had for you all day has finally vanished as he grabs your chin, harshly forcing you to look into those dark eyes. His flip in personality is eerie, one minute a playful bully and the next resembling a full-blown sociopath.

"Why are you being so mean y/n?" He sighs, nails digging into your chin. You cry out, tears falling onto your thighs.

"I'm s-sorry." You hiccuped, shaking at the change in the atmosphere. Things always got worse when he was angry, even Jean couldn't control the brunette when he was in one of his fits and you couldn't handle that tonight.

"It's okay." He smiles, after a few seconds of silence. You blink through the tears, confusion evident in your eyes but his lips are on yours before you can question anything.

You gasp at the action, his hand softly resting against your throat as he pushes you back against the couch, lips devouring yours. What?

He's never...ever kissed you before. You can handle the insults and the hits and the unwanted touches but this is a whole new territory. You shake your head, attempting to get away but Jean holds your wrist down like the loyal pet he is. "Calm down, we're not going to hurt you." He says like that is any comfort with the way Eren's lips are trailing down your neck.

"Jean...please." You plead, trembling. You don't know why you did, maybe because a part of you knows he's not as brazen as Eren, as deranged. But he would still do anything the other asked of him.

"Fuck, you're so hot when you beg." Eren pulls away, sharp canines grinning at the sight of you.

He's called you many things but that has certainly never been one of them.

His fingers slowly go under your skirt, eliciting another scream from you. “Stop Eren! You’re fucking crazy!”

He kneels down. “After everything you’ve done to me, this is the least you can offer me y/n.”

“Done to you? I haven’t done anything to you!”

“Of course you have.” His hand grips your thigh. “From fucking day one when I saw you on that playground with that pathetic tattered dress. You were so dirty, like a fucking dog and somehow.” He laughs mirthlessly. “Thought you were better than me.”

You sob as his fingers latch around the ribbon on your underwear, pulling and tearing the cheap fabric in half. “I never—never did that.” You cry, trying to kick him away.

“Of course you did.” He counters. “Smiling at everyone but me, being friendly with nearly every loser in our class but me. Acting as if I was some monster.”

“You are.” You grit through your teeth, glaring at him. “You’ve always been the pathetic one here Eren. You think you’re so much better than everyone when in reality you’re the worst of them all.” You sniff.

He hums, spreading your thighs apart and pulling you closer. “I am better than everyone, love.” Is all he says before a hot, eager tongue drags along your slit.

The severity of this situation dawns on you as more sobs leave your lips. You’re stuck in here with them with no one to care about your weak protests and screams. These bastards can do anything to you and no one cares.

“I hate you!” You kick and writhe and struggle but both of their strong hands hold you down.

This only seems to spur him on as he sucks at your sensitive clit, lapping up the mess he’s making of you. The shame is almost too much to handle as you drip onto the cushions, nails digging into the sofa as you try and hold in the noises that are begging to be let out.

He’s merciless. The pleasure is aggressive as he drinks you down like a mad man, stretching you open with his tongue as his finger thumbs at your clit. You couldn’t help as your hips followed the movement of his tongue, lifting up and down the couch as you tried to contain the shameful pleasure brimming inside of you. He was finding new places to abuse, places you’ve never even thought of touching and it was driving you insane.

“Eren…” You moan, instantly biting down on your tongue.

He laughs, pulling away only to replace his tongue with two fingers. “Ah!” You arch your head into the sofa as he curls them, coating them in slick. He scissors them inside of you all while his thumb is rubbing harshly against your clit. It’s too much, your body reacting to his ministrations no matter how much you don’t want it to. The aching fire in your core grows and grows until you’re heaving, tears streaming down your cheeks and it’s not long until you’re releasing all over his fingers and onto the cushions.

He pulls away, standing up as he looks down at his fingers, a malicious grin on his face. “You’re so fucking cute.” He whispers, staring at you with a look you’ve never seen in those eyes before. Like you’re a priceless treasure, like you’re his. He looks completely infatuated, obsessed.

You cringe as he brings the fingers closer to your face. “Lick it off.”

You furrow your eyebrows, “Fuck you.” The tears are still falling and you wonder how long until you pass out from the amount of crying you’ve been doing all day.

He rolls his eyes, forcing his fingers into your mouth and making you taste yourself. You cringe, instantly pulling away. “Get off!”

He stares at you like this is a simple tantrum and you need to be disciplined, like he didn’t just assault you. He’s about to say something but the ringing of his phone thankfully saves him. He sighs, staring at the device before groaning and walking away. “I’ll be back.” He disappears down the hallway.

Further inside your house.

You sniff, wiping the tears away and closing your legs. You can barely breathe. Jean finally speaks up, voice sounding like nails on a board. “It was probably important. To have him run off like that.” He says casually.

You don’t say anything. Eyes staring at nothing as you try and process what just happened…what will probably happen next. “Why are you doing this to me…” You whisper.

Jean is silent for a minute before sighing. “Because Eren always gets what he wants. And he’s wanted you for a long time.” He doesn’t sound all too happy about those supposed facts.

You clench your jaw. You’re expected to believe all these years of bullying was due to you never returning Eren’s feelings? Feelings he never made clear in the first place. You were terrified of him when you saw the other for the first time. He was brash and rude and loud, everything you hated and even then you tried to be friendly with him, no matter how insincere you were. Why is he acting like you kicked sand in his lunch box?

“I hate you both.” You grit through teeth. You ponder if you can run out the door fast enough but even then…they would find you the next day and the punishment would probably be worse.

“You seemed to be enjoying that.”

“Fuck off.”

Jean gets closer, tilting his head to get a better view of you. “You say you hate him but it didn’t seem like that. It never seemed like that.”

“W-what?”

“You were always attracted to him, weren’t you? Just too afraid to ever do something about it…you’ve never looked at me the way you look at him.” He mutters, like you’ve done him some great injustice. “Not even once.”

“Don’t worry, I hate you both equally.” You finally muster the words up. Especially after tonight.

Jean huffs as he grabs your wrist to which you immediately pull away as if he burned you and the action is enough to have clenching his jaw, eyes darkening. “I’ve been so patient.” He murmurs, the words almost sounding like a plea.

“So patient with you and him but he…” He runs his fingers through his hair. “He wasn’t supposed to do that. At least not yet.”

You back away, trying to stand on your shaking legs but he grabs you. “It was supposed to be me. It’s supposed to be only me who gets to make you feel that way y/n.” He stands up, hands clenched into fists.

“You were supposed to be mine only.”

The words only make you nauseous. You were wrong, they’re both equally insane, equally deranged. You need to get out of here, need to go to the police and have them both locked up for their sick perversions.

Footsteps have you both tensing up, slowly looking towards the hallway to see Eren coming back. He laughs, shoulders shaking as he walks over. He doesn’t look angry but then again, he can switch his emotions in a second.

Jean looks almost scared, not bothering to say anything even as Eren mockingly pinches his cheek. “Jean, don’t be so selfish.” He puts an arm around his shoulder, leering at you. Both looking like sick predators.

“We can always share her.”

LEVI

Life in the Survey Corps is disastrous enough without constant berating and belittling from someone who's supposed to be encouraging you.

And if not encouragement, then at least not outright bullying from the Captain.

You don't know what it is but from day one, he's held a strong sense of...well you don't want to say hatred but as the weeks go by of your training, it seems like he would rather have you six feet under than learning from him.

From the moment he saw your expensive clothing and fancy shoes, he had decided then and there you were a no good rich girl who only wanted to join because of some half assed rebellion you were having. And that pissed you off. You didn't join because you wanted to rebel against your parents nor because of guilt of having more luxurious amenities than your fellow cadets. You wanted to fight for your home and people.

But he had made up his mind about you and well fine, you could live with him not respecting you but to go out of his way every time his demeaning eyes landed on you was proving to be too much.

Take now for example.

Back in your prestigious academy, you were top of your class, being graced with renowned resources that your fellow Outer Wall cadets have never even heard of but here it seems you were a fish out of water. Especially with him staring at you like you were nothing but dirt under his shoes.

To be skilled at 3DMG you needed flexibility, a sense of determination. Boldness you simply don't have when Levi is standing a few feet away from you, already having made up his mind that you suck at this before you even get into the gear.

But it seems he was right as you struggle to remember the demonstrations shown to you just a few minutes ago. You kick and lash and thrash around but your limbs never find the hold they're looking for. It's fucking embarrassing, made even worse as yells from the crowd now formed around you increase. "Center your core!" Krista yells, trying to help but only making the humiliation worse.

You're upside down now, panting as you try to catch your breath. It's pointless. You groan, what is he even doing here? Since when does he train the students in 3DMG? You bite your tongue at the fact the reason he suddenly decided he wasn't above this is because he knew it would be your first day on this field and he couldn't pass up an opportunity to see you fail.

How did she even get into this Rank?

She's bringing us down.

Her daddy probably paid someone off.

You can hear all different kinds of demeaning whispers from the crowd, from people who are supposed to be your comrades. Levi finally speaks, taking a break from staring at you with that blank expression that you just know is hiding a look of disgust. "Everyone back inside." He demands, arms crossed over his chest.

"But we're not done yet!" Ymir scoffs, glaring at you.

"We are if I say we are." He tsks. "Annoying brat." He mutters under his breath before walking over to you.

It's hard to get away when you're stuck upside down but that doesn't stop the hairs from rising on your skin, anxiety threatening to eat away at you as he walks closer and your comrades walk away. Leaving you fully in his mercy.

Just fucking great.

He's dropping you from the gear in a flash and you ungracefully land on your hands and knees, winching at the hard contact you make with the grass underneath you. You quickly stand up, not wanting to give him the satisfaction but you can already see the corner of his lip twitching.

"You are truly a disgrace, y/n." He mutters.

You say nothing, knowing it will only make matters worse as he stares at you. You ignore the dread in your stomach as he stalks around you, "How can you expect to go out into the real world when you're this pathetic?"

You clench your jaw. "Others did worse than me!" You burst out before you can stop yourself, hands clenching tightly.

He walks back in front of you, raising an eyebrow at your childish outburst as if bullying a cadet isn't the mere definition of immature.

"Why do you only ever have an issue with me? It's annoying." You should've stopped from the second you exploded at him but like always, he just infuriates you too much. "You knew I wouldn't be ready after twisting my ankle the other day but you still made me do this, I know you enjoy torturing me but—" A shriek escapes your lips as his fingers suddenly grip your hair, tightening around the strands as he pulls.

"You think too highly of yourself. I am not bullying you, you insolent little brat. I am making sure you don't get my cadets killed because you were too weak to fight because of what, a twisted ankle? His laugh sends a shiver down your spine. "Soldiers have lost limbs and you're complaining about your stupid fucking ankle?" He throws you on the ground and before you can collect yourself, his foot is hovering over your ankle.

Your eyes widen but before you can even let a word out, he's stepping on it. You quickly bite your lip, holding the scream that's threatening to leave your mouth and embarrass you even further. Fuck, it hurts.

He twists his foot, applying more unbearable pressure to your injured ankle. "Does it hurt?" He sneers. "You know what hurts more? Being torn apart by drooling freaks."

Your nails dig into the dirt, lip tearing from you refusing to cry out. But he presses and twists his foot, until you’re shaking, until a small cry escapes your lips. Until he wins.

"Stop!" You scream after your defeat, struggling to get away from his hold.

He scoffs, finally relenting. "Go muck out the stables."

Despite the burning hatred deep in your guts and the aching pain in your ankle, you're fine. You don't considering mucking out the stables a punishment despite that being his intention.

You love seeing the horses, it's the only silver lining in this dark path you've chosen for yourself. You smile as large, dark eyes blink at you once you get closer to the stables, taking in the sheer beauty. Back home, riding horses would always be your favorite hobby.

It was the one time a day you felt happy, free from all the stress and responsibilities your parents put on you.

You run your hands along his blonde hair, taking in how elegant and striking he looks. For a second, you ponder taking a saddle and riding him. It would be just like old times and heavens knows you need it. Before you can entertain the thought even more, you hear footsteps behind you.

You tense, fearing it's Levi but you let out a sigh of relief as Armin walks up. He's holding an apple and for a second you think it's for the horse but he hands it to you. You blink down at the fruit. "Thanks?" You mumble as you take it.

"We both know he won't be letting you eat tonight."

Your eyes widen, already knowing who the he is. "How'd you know?"

He chuckles, awkwardly scratching his neck. "I'm an observant guy and well Captain Levi doesn't really seem to like you. Well he never likes the new recruits but he seems to really...have an issue with you." His cheeks are blushing furiously with every word that comes out of his mouth.

"And I've noticed sometimes he takes your meals away when you mess up during training which is..."

"A lot?" You scoff, rolling your eyes.

He quickly shakes his head. "No, I wasn't going to say that!"

"It's okay." You sigh. "I know I suck but I'm improving! But he acts like I'm the worst freaking cadet and it's so freaking annoying." You groan, hand clenching around the apple. "I mean, would it kill him to say great job once in a while or at least not look at me like I'm worse than the damn Titans?!"

Armin seems to be pitying you as he pats your back, a comfort he seems to immediately regret as he yanks his hand away like he's just been burned. "S-sorry!" He gasps, taking a step back.

You laugh, "I'm not contaminated, Armin."

"I know....obviously you're not! It's just...well..."

You raise an eyebrow, realization slowly dawning on you. Back in Mitras, you were quite popular—a stark contrast to your life here. And with popularity comes the pack of lovesick boys who just have to profess their crush for you. And every single one of them had the same look that's currently resided on Armin's face right now.

"Armin." You start, doing nothing to stop the shameless smile now forming on your face. "Do you have a crush on me?"

It seems that was the absolute worst question to ask. His breath hitches, frantically shaking his head. "What?" He wheezes. "Where did you get that idea from? I don't—I—"

You stifle a laugh, walking closer to him. "It's okay." You try to reassure him. "You're cute." It's a shameless and pathetic attempt at flirting but it's not like you have many romantic options here. Half the boys in your class are useless and the other male population you're even allowed to interact with are off fighting Titans. And it's not like you can bat your eyelashes at your superiors.

"I am?" He raises an eyebrow.

"Yeah." You smile, walking over to where the saddles are, knowing it's a bad idea but still placing it on the horse. You're going to get punished tomorrow anyways for whatever Levi deems is unfit so might as well actually have some fun before the asshole comes. "Do you want to join me for a ride?"

"Uhm...yes?" He chokes, watching as you lead the horse further out of the stables.

You straddle him, looking down at the blonde. Armin looks like he's about to pass out, cheeks a dangerous shade of red as he tries to muster up some words. He's seconds away from taking your hand and getting on the horse but the sound of footsteps have you both freezing in your place.

All the color drains from your face as you look up to see Levi standing there, “Stealing Survey Corps property is a crime.”

You get down from the horse, throat dry. “I wasn’t stealing.” Is all you can say. Armin is right besides you, about to come to your honor but the Captain waves his hand. “Leave Arlert.” He says, sounding almost bored but you can see the fury in his face. No matter how hard he tries to hide it.

Armin looks over at you, obviously not wanting to leave you in the mercy of the man everyone in this damn city fears but it’s pointless. When Levi gives an order, you obey.

He slowly retreats, head cast down as he starts walking away. “Don’t be too hard on her.” Is all he squeaks before leaving.

His eyes burn into your skin and you conveniently ignore his gaze, keeping your head down. You hope this tantrum will be a fast one, you don’t have it in you to deal with another discipline so fast. You weren’t going to steal a fucking horse if that much wasn’t obvious enough but he could care less about sensible facts whenever it comes to you.

“Instead of taking responsibility for your thievery, you make excuses.” He walks closer, arms clasped behind his back. “You can’t fight, can’t use the gear correctly, and now a liar and a thief. Not to mention acting like a whore around your comrades.”

You ears perk up at that last comment. “Excuse me?” You glare into his eyes.

“Was that how it worked for you back then? You would bat those eyelashes and everything would fall into your lap?” He sneers.

“You don’t know anything about me.”

“I know you’re a brat. A spoiled one at that.”

“And what about you?” You ask, not caring at how rude you sound. “You’re always spewing insults at me when you’re the worst of them all. Harassing a innocent cadet who’s just trying—”

“You’re barely a cadet.” He snorts.

“And you’re nothing but a bully!”

His infamous agility is used before your own eyes as his fingers wrap around your throat, pushing you against the wall. “Clean the fucking stables, that’s all you had to do. But instead you decide to disobey me and run off with fucking Arlert and now you’re insulting me? Do you want to get kicked out, huh brat?”

Scrambling to get away from his punishing grip on your throat, your nails dig into his hands. It’s quick, how easy it is to be on the brink of passing out. He knows exactly what correct pressure point to press as he squeezes. You gasp out, practically clawing at his knuckles now. “L-luh-let go!” You manage to get out.

Black dots form in your vision and despite all the struggling, it’s useless to win against this brute. “Levi!” You cry out and it seems the gears in his head finally start working again as he lets go.

He steps back, letting out an annoyed sigh as he stretches his fingers. You fall onto your knees, heaving onto the ground.

“You’re infuriating.” He says more to himself. “Why can’t you ever listen? From day one I told you that you didn’t belong here.”

“But instead you pay no attention to my words. Instead you stay and drive me fucking insane. Instead you flirt with everyone who has a pair of balls in this fucking place.”

You stand up, palm on the wall for support as you rub your aching throat. For a minute you’re too scared to talk, for how he’ll react and for the sound that will come out of your mouth but then you remember that frankly you don’t give a shit. “I wasn’t flirting, you asshole! I was having a simple conversation with a friend, something I know you aren’t familiar with but doesn’t mean you have to take your anger out on me.”

He just stands there, jaw clenched as you’re forced to stare into depths of blue-gray. They’re chilling, the way he looks at you. It’s always enough to have you second guess your actions, have goosebumps forming and your legs shaking.

He’s moving closer, terrifyingly so and there’s no way to run. You’re stuck between him and the wall, your body hitting it with a loud thud. Your nails scrape against the wall. “Why do you even care who I talk to? I’m trying to get better. I’m training day and night and a little nudge in the right direction wouldn’t hurt every once in a while but all you ever do is belittle me. It’s so—”

“So what?”

“Mean.”

His eyebrows furrow, eyes looking sharp enough to murder someone as he responds. “I’m not mean.” He replies, as if that’s the worst thing you could’ve possibly said to him.

As if he hasn’t been the one tormenting you since the day you met. “You’re just spoiled.” He says like it’s the simple truth. “Never went a day without someone caring for you, doing everything for you. No one has probably even raised their voice at you.”

You bite your lip, hating the way those are true. Why should you be ashamed of that? You were cared for as a child, it’s not something that should be used against you but the way Levi talks, it makes you feel like you’re nothing but a spoiled baby.

“I’m not mean. You’re just weak.”

You refuse to let the tears form, instead letting out a shaky sigh. “At least I’m trying to get better. To fight for my people. At least I’m not an old man attacking—”

“No, you’re just a shameless whore.”

Your mouth gapes open, landing a singular punch on his chest without thinking twice. You should regret it…you think you already do the second your fist makes contact with him. You’re already ready to bolt out of there but he’s grabbing you by the wrist. Stopping you in your tracks.

It’s not as harsh as it could’ve been. His fingers just stay there, wrapped around you.

“Why do you care who I interact with?” You ponder aloud, snatching your hand away from his hold. Is he really not going to retaliate for that punch?

“I don’t want you distracting my cadets.” He answers, eerily calm. It’s a bullshit excuse and you can see right through it.

“By being friendly?” You scoff, ready to accuse him of being an idiot but you stop in your tracks. “Would you rather it was you I batted my eyelashes at Captain?” You don’t know where the bravery came from. You’ve said countless questionable things to the Captain but never something as…suggestive as that.

Why else would he care so much? The bullying part yeah whatever he thinks you’re useless and spineless but why the hell should he care if you’re flirting with someone? Unless the old man has some weird crush on you.

It’s a ludicrous thought.

But you know it’ll piss him off. And that’s enough to act on it.

He grabs your chin in a flash and you’re already preparing yourself for the hit that’s going to come but nothing happens. Instead he just stands there, softly holding you as he tilts his head. Were you actually right??

His lips hover over your jaw and cheeks, never touching but you can feel his breath on your skin. Your pulse is pounding, heart hammering to the point you can’t hear anything. What is he playing at? You gulp, shivering a bit as his lips ghost over your ear. You wait anxiously for his next words, not liking the way you’re not entirely disgusted by his touch.

“One week of stable duty for your attempt at burglary, brat. Another for hitting a superior.”

He pulls away but only slightly, he stares like he’s eager to see the reaction you’re going to give. You’re in utter disbelief at the audacity of this bastard but to give him a visible reaction after he’s been torturing you all day is not on your to do list. “You keep abusing your power and I’ll have no choice but to go to the Commander.” You try to sound hardened but he’s left you a breathless mess.

He backs away, smiling at you. “One more week for backtalk.”

“That wasn’t backtalk!”

“Another week for more backtalk.”

You scream, hands clenched into fists as you try to not say a word.

He’ll always find a way to get the reaction he wants out of you, like it is some depraved need. “Screw you.”

He rolls his eyes. “Get back to work. And no more flirting with the comrades.” He walks away.

You stare daggers at his retreating form, wanting nothing more than to chuck the horse shit at him.

But despite the rage that’s seconds away from exploding inside of you, the thought of his fingers wrapped around your chin come back to haunt you, how his lips were inches away from making contact with you. How you weren’t pushing him away, disgusted with his actions. You don’t understand why you were so paralyzed.

It angers you more than anything the Captain has ever done.

#aot #aot x y/n #yandere #eren x y/n #eren x reader #eren x you #eren smut #jean x reader #jean x you #jean x y/n #levi x y/n #levi x you #levi x reader #attack on titan fic #yandere eren #yandere levi x reader #yandere jean #liz.💌

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yourlocaltrashcan657 · 2 months

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Masterlist.

Mental Hospital AU! Yandere! Attack on Titan x Female Reader Chapters.

Prologue

Chapter 1- Meeting Eren

Chapter 2- Meeting Armin

Chapter 3- Meeting Levi

Chapter 4- Break Time

Chapter 5- Meeting Connie

Chapter 6- Meeting Jean

Chapter 7- Meeting Reiner

Chapter 8- Lunch Time

Chapter 9- Meeting Bertolt

Chapter 10- Exchange

Chapter 11- Yeager or Ackerman

Chapter 12- Eren

Chapter 13- Armin

Chapter 14- Lunch Duty

Chapter 15- Levi

Chapter 16- Break In

Chapter 17- Connie

Chapter 18- Jean

Chapter 19- Reiner

Chapter 20- Bertolt

Chapter 21- Blackout

~| Eren Ending |~

~| Armin Ending |~ ~| Levi Ending |~

~| Connie Ending |~ ~| Jean Ending |~

~| Reiner Ending |~ ~| Bertolt Ending |~ ~| Erwin Ending |~

Yandere Attack on Titan one shots

~| Reiner Braun x Female Reader |~

Summary: Reiner won’t stop bothering you no matter how far away you stay from him. You even have a boyfriend but that won’t stop him.

~| Erwin Smith x Female Reader |~

Summary: Working as an intern with your three best friends, you’d never think you’d meet the CEO of a massive company. Working as his little assistant for a day, he seems to be quite attracted to you.

~| Connie Springer x Female Reader |~ Summary: Your boyfriend is so overprotective over you the second you mention another person, that’s why you took matters into your own hands.

~| Annie Leondhart x Female Reader |~ Summary: Bertolt has been your 4-year-long crush and after he came back from holiday, he seemed to be really nervous around you. He even gave you a gift! Annie won’t tolerate that..

~| Annie Leondhart x Female Reader |~ part two

Summary: Annie and you hang out and have so much fun! She’s about to confess until something comes up…

~| Jean Kirstien x Female Reader |~ Summary: After Jean kidnapped you, you don’t want to do anything with him, he’s locked you in a room and chained you by the ankle, why would you? Until you have a nightmare..

Attack on Titan One Shots

~| Levi Ackerman x Female Reader |~

Summary: Levi gets jealous when all of the newer recruits start falling for you. Eventually they start making inappropriate comments in front of him and the whole Survey Corps..

~| Erwin Smith x Female Reader |~ Summary: Erwin and Hange get invited to a fancy party in Mitras and are allowed to bring a guest each. You and Levi go with them but at the party, you seem to have caught Nile Dok’s attention..

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moonligyt1234 · 9 months

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Dearest Manager

[NAME]

[LAST NAME]

They/them

Sypnosis:You the manager of the six breeze but their attachment to you are so otherworldly.

When you first started:

When you fist started it was just applies there was only Venti member during that time.

Venti was known on the social media for his melodious songs that he sing the many songs he have on cover.

He was so friendly to you something that gets away the stress that's been in you're heart the tightening grip was gone.

The next member that was recruited was Aether who is only a normal barista doing part time jobs with his sister.

How you two met: Well you and Venti usually stop by on the cafe he always work by where you planned things.

During that time the band that always play on the cafe was gone apparently something about one of the lead singer wife having their birth and the friends just tag along.

Aether was the one who stepped up to perform the voice it was so enchanting.

When you and Venti look at each other you both knew he have to get in.

Xiao was unpredictable coming off as a loner. But short.

Zhongli was one of the Venti's former coworkers on D. I. C. K. Z. weird name honestly.

They almost have a dirty mind.

*bonk*

Xiao was one of the guitarist he was a genius.

You and Venti seriously went on knees for him to join.

Aether was trying to stop you both.

The 4nemo was made.

During their first song there were chaos of course you have to be the peacemaker even though in reality you are the tiredmaker.

Until you meet someone.

"Hi there the names Jean this is Sucrose."

Jean a talented a female who is part of a rich family meanwhile Sucrose a colleague student who running low on money meet Jean by pure accident.

With that Jean become one of the managers a talented one Sucrose although a shy one was good at picking the tunes.

The first song was a hit.

Mainly towards at the female first.

A new members then joined two boys dragging a grumpy one.

Kazuha, Heizou and Kunikuzuhi.

Two sun shines and a grumpy one.

Of course with the new recruits and considering how the look like the fans immediately loved them.

Yeah you can practically hear the simping.

Faruzan your best friend become one of the managers when she saw how deep your eye bags were helping with the debut.

Another success.

Until your birthday came around.

At first you didn't pay attention to it until you noticed how not one of them are answering or reading your messages thats weird.

Considering how they quick they answer on your message.

When you went into the building it was so dark until you opened the lights.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY [NAME]"

Until a cake goes in your face courtesy of Wanderer causing for him to get chased by Xiao.

Where's Sayu?

Sayu is your little sister going to elementary school.

What Yandereness did they do?

Wandering on how you stayed as their manager for that long when in reality you are planning to quit after their debut?

Well they found out they're not very happy they threaten you're boss. It's not like someone will believe them though.

Heizou before joining the band was a detective so dealing with them is easy.

Every footage was deleted courtesy by Faruzan and Jean.

So there's no escape.

Do they have group chat about you?

Yes yes they do.

Bunch of it was pictures of you and learning you're favorite from the others.

Also looking after after you they see how worse your eye bags could get to.

They're so worried about you here have some bento and you're favorite drink.

Don't ask them how they know just eat you're making them so worried about you.

When they team up;

Why team up because it's so easy protecting you as a group. Plus fighting with one another is tiring.

Plus the other have advantage that they don't.

When they start picking up with the other becoming yanderes they wondered why not create a group to protect you.

It was Venti's idea.

#genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact headcanons #genshin impact #yandere venti #yandere aether #yandere kazuha #yandere wanderer #yandere heizou #yandere xiao #yandere jean #yandere sucrose #yandere faruzan

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fancyfeathers · 3 months

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Food for thought, what about Genshin yanderes whose darling is also a yandere for them? Could you see yandere x yandere couples happening in your normalized au?

Oh my goodness definitely, I think some yanderes such as Thoma would fall into this, like Thoma would be go sweet to his partner and since he has such obsessive and protective tendencies he wouldn’t even care about their unhealthy habits towards him, if anything they only feed into each other. Then the same could apply to Gorou who is also very obsessed but even more so protective, so his darling can do what ever they want as long as he stays by their side and keeps them from harm.

Other yanderes that fit- KAVEH, JEAN, NAVIA, Nilou, Ganyu, Lynette

#yandere genshin impact #yandere genshin x reader #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin #yandere genshin imagines #yandere thoma #yandere gorou #yandere kaveh #yandere jean #yandere navia #yandere nilou #yandere ganyu #yandere lynette

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animeyanderelover · 2 years

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Writer's gift. How would some characters from Attack on Titan react to their darling waking them up in the middle of the night, crying, because they had a nightmare? They want comfort from their Yandere.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, unhealthy relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, paranoia, clinginess, touchiness

I had a nightmare

Eren Yeager

👊Whatever sleepy confusion he might have had at first when you shook him awake, he’s instantly widely awake the moment he notices your tears. Eren is quick to shoot up, pull you closer to him and asks you in a slightly panicked voice what's wrong. He just listens when you explain in a shacky voice that you had a nightmare but tightens his grip around you when he notices that you're still quite distraught, clinging onto him. Eren can't deny that he's somewhat glad though that you woke him up because you wanted his comfort since he sometimes is a bit paranoid, almost untrusting against you. He just sits for a few minutes with his s/o in bed, hugs them and rocks them gently back and forth before he convinces them to go back to sleep. He can't help but enjoy their clinginess as soon as he wraps his arms around them though, murmurs that he's there in case you have a bad dream again.

Mikasa Ackerman

🧣Mikasa is quite quick to be fully conscious as soon as she is woken up frantically by you and alarmed as soon as she hears the slight sniffles from you. She keeps the stoic expression on her face though her eyes show her concern as she asks you gently what's wrong. Her hands are already running over your skin in a soothing manner, caressing your hair and drawing circles on your back. When you explain to her that you've had a nightmare, she ends up hugging you for a while after where you return her hug gladly. Meanwhile she's thinking about what to do now before she asks you whether you want to try to go back to sleep or stay awake for a bit longer before going back to bed. She's just going with your flow here, if you want to go back to bed and hug her tightly that's fine, if you want to stay awake for a bit longer and talk that's fine with her as well. Mikasa just wants her darling to feel better as good as she can.

Armin Arlert

🐚He panics as soon as he notices that his darling is crying, is busily making a fuss for a good few moments where he's quick to reciprocate their clinginess with his own and hush them somehow. He's probably trying to think more calmly himself now since he has to stay levelheaded for his darling. He asks them after a few moments if they had a nightmare since that's the conclusion he came up with after thinking a bit more cooler. He offers to listen if you want to tell him about what exactly happened in your dream, understands if you don't want to talk about it though. The man just feels bad for his poor darling for having such a terrible nightmare and wants them to feel better. Armin is willing to do whatever you want to do afterwards as long as it helps you calming down enough, he's a bit pressured to make you feel better. He just talks with you about something random, will make you something to eat or just cuddle you.

Jean Kirschstein

🐴Jean is clearly a bit more out of it when he's woken up in the middle of the night by you. He needs a few moments to properly progress the situation but as soon as he has realized that you're crying, he lifts himself slightly up and asks, still in a sleepy but worried tone, what happened. Initially there is a chance that he might feel slightly annoyed but only because he's still a bit tired. He is quick to start feeling guilty though the moment he notices how clingy you've grown, still sobbing silently and what impact that dream had on you. That would be the moment where he completely rubs the sleep out of his eyes and attend to your needs. Similar to Armin, he feels pressured to make you feel better, maybe doesn't know instantly what to do. Jean winds up just laying in bed with you though, hushes some comforting words to you. He forces himself to not fall asleep before you to make sure that you're soundly asleep.

Hange Zoë

🔬Hange is most likely a lighter sleeper since they're a bit more hyper so it's quite easy to wake them up quickly and they're just as quick to be fully awake. The happy greeting Hange wanted to give their darling at first dies quickly down on their tongue though as soon as they notice the tears. They're surely a bit odd as they just stare at you for a few moments with blinking eyes before wiping your tears away and asking you if you had a nightmare. At first Hange is a bit curious about what exactly you dreamed that had you so scared though they drop the subject if you don't wish to talk about it. They most likely end up suggesting that you two do something else now that both of you are awake, at least until you feel partially better. For a weird reason they're excited to stay up late at night, Hange has done it before, doing it with you is even better. They're probably even a bit disappointed when you want to go back to bed.

Levi Ackerman

⚔️He barely gets sleep at all so it's a miracle that he is even asleep to begin with though Levi is still a incredible light sleeper, he probably wakes even up before you do. It's maybe due to that that you insist that he tries to go back to sleep as soon as you notice that you've woken him up, you know how little sleep he gets anyways, don't want him to worry about you. Levi just mumbles that he can't fall asleep now anyways, not when you have cried due to a nightmare. Instead he insists that he should help you to fall asleep as quick as possible because even if his sleep schedule is messed up, he wants to guarantee that at least one of you two sleeps enough. There might be a moment where he thinks shortly that you're being a bit silly but he doesn't say so since he knows it would hurt your feelings. Most likely ends up brewing a tea for you to help you to fall asleep again if you are feeling too uneasy. He's here to comfort you as good as he can.

#yandere attack on titan #yandere aot #yandere shingeki no kyojin #yandere snk #yandere eren #yandere eren yeager #yandere mikasa #yandere mikasa ackerman #yandere armin #yandere armin arlert #yandere jean #yandere jean kirschstein #yandere hange #yandere hange zoë #yandere levi #yandere levi ackerman

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terushimooo · 1 year

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BREATHER

A composition on the decomposition of mind, body, and soul

vampire!Jean x human!reader

t/w: lots of blood, open sores, vague allusion to self-harm and domestic abuse, implied tortured and depressed reader, activation of potential trypophobia, one bug eaten, eating/drinking of blood, noncon vampire bite, implied abduction. Please let me know if I missed anything!!!!

a/n: thank you to both @iwaasfairy and @seijorhi for inviting me into your collab! I’m super excited to be back for my yearly contribution! I dedicate this piece to Rhi, my wife, and the eternal victim to my fics. I swear this is one of my most normal drabbles!! Happy supper early birthday my love!!!

And, of course, thank you to @bontenten for being my ride or die beta for life!!

w/c: 1.3k

Check out the events masterlist HERE and the corresponding art piece HERE

Stagnant, lifeless, putrid decomposition.

None are words that should be associated with someone entering their so-called “prime”.

And yet, here you are.

Every morning slowly becomes harder than the last, every day more painful.

Unseen to others, sores wrack your body, oozing and scabbing over in an almost religious fashion.

And yet, unlike religion, or maybe more like it than anyone else would care to admit, no matter how hard you pray, scrubbing and disinfecting the lifeless skin of weakened limbs, your body refuses to heal.

But that’s just the way Jean likes it.

On dark days when the clouds block out the sun, when the cool drizzle of rain thumps heavily onto his sun kissed skin, Jean can’t help but catch a glimpse of an unspoken truth.

You’re just so fragile… so weak… so…

So painfully human…

But, that’s precisely the way Jean likes you.

It’s on days like today, with goosebumps prickling your skin and teeth chattering violently from miles away, that a gnawing voice burrows its way deep into the crevices of Jean’s mind. It’s like he can’t control it, can’t stop the compulsion that has him seeking you out in your only time of freedom, the only time he lets you out of your confinement.

Even a moment without you is too long.

The strong breeze carries the smell of rain, renewal, rejuvenation, but most importantly, reward. It carries the scent of you, his dearest companion… his favourite, most precious pet.

Although your lips never truly part, never except to cry out and whimper in pathetic attempts for mercy, you call to Jean. Like a siren’s song, the soft trickle of blood from wounds beaten open by the rain’s percussion lures him in. One step at a time. One foot in front of the other. Jean pushes his way through chest-high blades of grass, wet stalks brushing up against haphazardly buttoned flannel and his best denim. An odd combination, but you weren’t there to help him dress in the morning. Clearly, Jean thinks with a scoff, a scoff soon replaced with a smirk and throaty chuckle, clearly you wanted a head start in the game he likes to call life. Or rather, your battle for it.

As Jean stares down the traces of limp foliage, grass and branches disturbed by previous passage, he can’t help but wonder just how far you’ve gotten this time. His eyes light up with his first trace of reward, with a gentle puddle of blood cradled perfectly in the cracks and crevices of the abrasive bark of a towering oak.

He knows he shouldn’t, but how can he stop? How can he stop his tongue from darting out, from finding its place upon the crimson stained wood. A soft groan slips past his lips as Jean laps at your taste, as he furiously seeks out every last drop of your blood.

He can’t stand to waste it. Can’t stand for anyone else to have it, not even the earth or the trees that in turn, give you life, give you something crucial—breath and oxygen.

Pure ecstasy flashes behind Jean’s eyes with every drop. It’s almost enough to have him forget about the scrambling bugs and maggots, the beatles and bark shavings he crunches between his teeth in an attempt not to waste your treasure.

If he had a working heart, it would beat only for you. If he had a soul, it would be tied only to you. And if he had any sense of compassion, of a true fondness and love for you and your wellbeing, he would let you die.

But Jean doesn’t have a heart. He doesn’t have a soul. But most importantly, he doesn’t have compassion—not enough to grant you mercy.

His love is selfish. His love is unstable. And his love is everlasting. That much is made clear by the quickly hardening shaft of his cock, stimulated only by the quickly passing taste of your blood.

Jean loves the chase, the little game you two play.

It’s one you’re not even aware of.

Taking off through the woods, bare feet rubbed raw against the rough floors of the forest, nightgown torn to tatters, sores opened and oozing down your trembling body, rain chilling you down to your bones—this is no game. To you, this is real. This is a battle for life, at least, what you have left of it…

But this time, this time you’ve gone too far. This time, there's no coming back.

In his mind, Jean would find you thrashing through the thicket, eyes wide and heart racing, blood leaking steadily from unsealed and revisited wounds.

In his mind, you’d scream. Cry out. Beg on your hands and knees for mercy, for his love.

But never could he imagine the scene in front of him.

When he finds you, when he sees your wounds ripped open, and wrists torn ragged by a branch, he can only imagine you used to try and find freedom.

When he finds you, Jean’s not mad. He thinks nothing but how childish you are. How foolish you are for trying this. How much you’re going to regret this.

It’s clear now that he can’t trust you, that he can’t leave you alone for even a second. Not while you’re like this. Not while you’re still human.

Heavy lidded eyes begging to rest for eternity shoot open as you're made aware of Jean’s presence. He calls to you with soft coddling and reassurance, but all you hear is nails against slate, an agitating and grating sensation and you’re wrought from your slumber.

“P-please,” you beg, voice soft and inaudible to even your own ears. “Don’t.”

But Jean doesn’t negotiate with incoherency. Even if he claims to care, your pleas fall on entire deaf ears. Instead of evoking a sense of pity, they just serve to drive his cause, to stake his claim.

It’s all a flurry of limbs.

Wild, desperate, bleeding hands. Bare feet swinging in abandon. Mouth left open in mid scream. Fists covered in open wounds and split knuckles claw desperately at their captors embrace. Sharpened fangs piece through bleeding gums, only seconds before they find their way into the crook of your neck.

For Jean, it’s euphoria. It’s everything he’s always wanted, maybe even more. But for you, for the poor, weak, and battered body coddled tightly in your captors embrace, for you its torture.

Fire runs through your veins as your eyes roll back into your skull. Gritted teeth are cracked open in an attempt to rob Jean of what little pleasure you can, to rob him the pleasure of seeing your pain.

But inevitably, all your actions were in vain.

As you lay shaking on his chest, gentle convulsions wracking your already worn out limbs, blood continuing to flow freely from the numerous sores and wounds littering your paleing form, Jean can't help but smile in content.

This day, this hour, this moment, this second, on February fourteenth… It’s at times like this where he thanks the gods, the gods who cursed him to an eternal life of indentured sorrow and suffering.

The only sounds coming from your cracked lips are gargled groans of pain and distress. Tears stream readily down your face as Jean sucks from his own wrist to provide to you his one gift—the gift of life. Eternal life.

Forever by his side.

Cold, dead lips press against yours in anything but reverence. It’s hard, aggressive, and mixed with passion. But to Jean, to Jean it’s perfect. In fact, he could almost swear that your pain is really just pleasure. Your lips aren’t moving out of spite, but finally requited love.

As Jean continues to watch the seconds pass, to watch the life slowly drain from your quivering, whimpering lips, Jean thinks to himself that this must be the first time in the hundreds, maybe thousands of years in his pathetic existence that finally, with you turned and bound to him for all of eternity, finally, Jean can take a breather.

#yandere aot #aot x reader #jean x reader #yandere aot x reader #yandere jean #vampire jean #lee writes #tw lees infection

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diejager · 2 years

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I honestly wasn't expecting to have 4 parts to this series, but voilà!

I mourneth not f'r thee! Pt.4

Yandere Diluc + Jean

Tw: yandere behavior, stalking, owning.

Note: not proofread.

Wc: 1180

Jean had been somewhat skittish for the past days, jumping at almost every sound and slipping up at random times; it seemed like the usually composed and meticulous Jean had vanished. Although clumsy and jumpy, Jean seemed to smile more, she looked happier, more excited for some unknown reason - to the knights and people around her, at least.

Some saw her blush, cheeks turning bashful pink when she stared off or when small trinkets caught her sight. She would shake her head and reassure that she wasn't sick, on the contrary, she was doing exceptionally fine; and on Friday, she expressed that she would take a day off on the following day.

It caught everyone off guard.

Lisa and Klee were extremely curious, Kaeya smirked and chuckled as he walked away and Albedo - as usual - was too caught up in his experiments.

Whatever would happen during the weekend would stay a mystery to everyone but Kaeya.

"Jean! Over here!"

Her head wiped towards the voice, calling her so sweetly to let her know. Her nervous frown broke into a soft smile as she walked to you, dandelions neatly wrapped in hand. She greeted you bashfully, bowing her head as her cheeks burned red.

"Good afternoon, (Name)," she started confidently, yet her expression failed to follow suit. "I hope you've been well since our last outing-"

"You don't have to be so modest about it, just call it a date! I was sure we talked about this on the last one, and the one before, and the one before that, and- well, on every date!" you shushed her, placing her gift on the table to hold her hands. "It's fine for girls to go on dates no? Klee and I go on dates often too! To blow up fishes-"

"I'm sorry-?"

You stopped talking, realizing you accidentally told Jean about your excursions. Sheepishly waving your hands, you tried explaining yourself - for poor Klee's heart.

"Shhhh- don't tell Klee that I told you! She's gonna get all red and cutesy on me! Oh, but don't give her detention, please?"

Jean could only stare at you awestruck, even with the multiple dates she'd gone with you for the past months, she could never get used to your adorable side once she truly got to know you. The more you met up, the more comfortable you grew and the more casual you two acted towards each other; Jean still acted cordially with you, though. She wanted to one-up Diluc, her rival for your affection.

You might've not known or felt it, but Diluc was always spying around the corner, stalling and making sure she didn't do anything out of line or steal you away, what he feared the most. If she were too self-conscious and feared him, she would've kept her distance and stayed out of your life as Diluc wished; but she found something worth the risk, she was determined to have a piece of your heart, however small it was.

You would usually meet up once or twice a month, on Saturday to go on small dates from early afternoon to late at night, with Jean walking you home afterwards. Whenever you would worry, she insisted, saying that she would be fine. She was the acting Grandmaster, she was powerful enough to protect herself at night.

Every date was spent similarly, you met up at Good Hunter for Sara's impeccable cooking and went with whatever you planned: a diner date, exploring Mond, walking around the city or simple talk. Either way, you enjoyed your time with her as much as she enjoyed yours.

This one ended up being a diner date, you talked about many things tonight: your week, your days, things you overheard or jokes shared in either of your workplaces. You had a few drinks - non-alcoholic ones - and so did Jean, a soft vallberry juice. You chatted until the clock struck 10 and she walked you home, from the safe confines of the city walls to the outskirts of the region where Diluc's land was located. Adelinde greeted you at the door, sending grateful nods to Jean with a bow of her head.

"Thank you for walking me home, Jean," you gave her a small peck on the cheek, fleetingly soft like a butterfly's touch. "I'll see you in 2 weeks for another date, right?"

Jean's cheeks burned hotly from the kiss as she nodded, head lowered slightly to try and hide her blush.

"Of course, my office will always be open for you, (Name). Feel free to come by."

"Of course, stay safe!"

Waving at her parting figure, you let Adelinde close the door, it'd signal the end of tonight's date.

"Jean," a cold voice stopped her before she could step foot outside the limits.

She paused, back facing the man cloaked in shadows. When she turned to see who it was - even though she knew the answer - she was greeted by a deathly silent Diluc whose crimson eyes gleamed menacingly in the dark. He stepped forward, out of the dark and into the moonlight.

"I'm getting sick of seeing you buzz around my (Name) like a fly. I've tolerated it for a while only because (Name) had asked to meet you outside the tavern, but it's gone far too long and I will not tolerate you meeting her anymore. Stay away from her, that is my only warning, Jean."

His tone was chillingly dangerous, there were deep-rooted anger and jealousy within his mind that was expressed through his voice and eyes. Jean could feel the chills run down her spine from his stare alone, but she wouldn't budge just from those words. She loved doing things with you, she wanted to continue without him always being there stalking you. She would push him until she got a piece of you.

"Yours? Are you delusional Diluc? (Name) is a person, she's owned by no one, even I know that" the implications of her words were bigger than she let on. "I want her too, I can't get enough of her, that's probably why you're this possessive of her. Although I can somewhat relate, I will not back away."

He scoffed, glaring down at her with a scornful scowl. The atmosphere heated, his pyro vision reacting to his emotions. So did Jean's, her anemo flared in response, they stared each other down, it was a competition.

"I wasn't asking. She's mine, keep your disgusting hands away from her," Diluc spat, embers igniting around him.

"I didn't need your permission from the start. I want her as much as you do, I want a piece of her; and if I have to, I will take her from you, Diluc," Jean hissed, anemo circling her.

None of them were willing to let the other lay claim on you. Both were willing to do whatever it took to have you in their arms, away from the other who they deemed an enemy to your heart.

Diluc who had your heart, and Jean who wanted it.

#yandere diluc #yandere x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact #yandere x y/n #diluc x reader #yandere genshin impact #jean x reader #yandere jean #jean gunnhildr #diluc ragnvindr

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yourheart-inmyhands · 6 days

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I didn’t think about yandere Jean until that last post with her. Do you have some general headcanons about her as a yandere? I feel like she would be on the game side just overprotective of her darling.

Jean is a fun yandere to write for but without a specific scenario it can be kinda difficult to write about her so i hope this is good enough for you <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behavior, delusional behaviors, implied being held against will, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Jean is one of the more tame yanderes out of the bunch, not only is she typically very busy and caught up in her duties as Acting Grand Master, but she’s also just juggling so many responsibilities at once that it’s tough to get any real time with her. Of course, if you’re unwilling, this works in your favor, but for those who crave more of her time and attention, it can be difficult.

Unless you intend to show up in her office and physically drag her out, getting Jean to leave her work can be quite the chore. Despite her longing desire to ditch all work and spend her time with you instead, she is loyal to her responsibilities. When she does get free time though, you can expect it to be spent entirely with you.

Jean, despite not being home all the time, has no problem with keeping you chained up or tied down inside her home if you show that you can’t be trusted. She’ll feed you before she leaves in the morning and expects you to wait until she gets home later in the evening. She doesn’t tolerate any escape attempts and has no issue spending numerous members of the Knights to wrangle you and bring you back home. On occasion, it’s even been Kaeya or Albedo sent to retrieve you, which is even more humiliating.

Jean works best with a darling who is compliant and doesn’t mind being a stay-at-home partner. And she means it when she says stay home, you are expected to stay home all day until she returns. The yard is the farthest you’re allowed to go but any further than that you can expect punishment. If you need something at the store, you wait till she gets home and you two will go together.

In terms of punishment, Jean is rather tame in comparison to others. She won’t hurt you, but she has no problem ignoring you, locking you in a dark, cramped closet with nothing more than a bucket and a bottle of water, and restricting your freedom even more. Overall, Jean is the type of yandere you’re best just behaving for, playing nice and being patient for her.

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chromonomatic · 1 year

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|| YANDERE GENSHIN IMPACT [ COLLEGE AU ] [ PART TWO / FOUR ]

"Why must there exist a world where suffering is the norm ? Why must there be a high possibility of losing your loved ones by the hands of others ?"

"Stay with me, my beloved, as we continue our routines together, forever.. And ever.. And ever"

[ Characters mentioned : Albedo, Lisa, Jean, Tighnari ]

[ Second year ]

Jean is quite the hard worker, and as someone who often helps the faculty left and right, it's no surprise that she has a tight schedule, though not to worry, for she is able to make some time for you.

It was rumoured that Jean and Barbara are sisters, which wasn't confirmed yet, but you suppose that they aren't revealing it for privacy purposes, for you, it was quite obvious that the rumours were correct.

Always bringing documents, one after the other, with assignments to catch up on, it is no surprise that she's sleep deprived, so you help no matter how small it is, it could be assignments, or just bringing documents to other professors.

She appreciates the help, but at the same time, guilty.

She doesn't wish for someone to ruin their own sleep schedule just to help her, of all people, especially since it's you we're talking about.

But if you insist.. Well, could she really stop you?

Keep in mind, she really couldn't resist you, nor stop you from doing whatever you have in mind, whatever you need? It's on your way! Do you need help with any assignments at all? No problem, Jean definitely has that covered, want her to rest? She'll -- wait, rest? She couldn't possibly do that! She has work to do and she can't present herself as somebody who doesn't do their work on time!

..And that's when you have that covered, you may not be the smartest, nor the greatest, but you definitely know what to do when your friend is in need, but.. But the way you say that you two are friends so casually just.. Hurts her, I mean, obviously she won't force you into loving her she will but she doesn't like it whenever you see her as someone less than a crush, but do you even like her in a romantic way in the first place?

No, no! She is absolutely sure that you like her! You just need a bit of a push and both of you could live your lives peacefully, and without disturbance.

Never mind, there are disturbances, but she has that covered, not you.

Meeting you on a Thursday afternoon truly is a blessing, she was carrying the checked test papers to bring to the teacher when you just suddenly came out of nowhere! And you being yourself, offered her your help, but obviously she refused them, but of course, you insisted.

Three weeks and one day, that was how long it took before she actually fell in love with you, but she just wished she did fall for you sooner, who knows, perhaps you already could've been hers before the others could even make a move.

[ Second year ]

Lisa? Why yes, everybody knows her, I suppose you could say that her reputation is.. Something.

It's mixed in with different thoughts and opinions, from different types of individuals with their own personality, but if there is one thing that all of them will collectively agree on, is that she's quite unpredictable when the situation allows it.

And yes, she is predictable to some degree, though there are times where you just couldn't read her like an open book, some students said that they heard Jean say otherwise.

A rather flirty student, similar to Kaeya and such, often using nicknames that may or may not have appeared cheesy with everybody else.

She's quite busy and passionate with her work, too, but I suppose that you couldn't really call it work, for she is only helping with the duties that the librarians have in school.

But if you're talking about her personal life, well she does work at the library as no other than a librarian.

She's got plenty of time everyday to fulfil her duties, despite being a busy student.

A project was assigned to you by your professor about geography, and it wasn't a group project, Xiao also got tasked with helping their professor over some problem that you didn't quite hear, so you were left alone, and where else would be a better place to read books about the said project other than the library?

Damnit, you couldn't find it no matter how much you pay attention to the bookshelves, until this student took your attention with ease like everybody else with a conversation, asking you what you were trying to look for as she noticed when she was conveniently passing by, you replied with a simple, and straightforward answer, to which the student you were talking to giggled at, asking if the book she was holding was the exact book you were looking for, she was correct.

She helped you navigate things around the school, seeing as though you are a transfer and all which needs to be guided like all of the others.

It's a bit weird that she knows exactly where you are, what you are doing, your plans.. It is as if you are an open book to her, no matter how much information you keep, it is as if she knows everything about you, as if even the information you have about yourself that you didn't even know was in her hands.

Huh, and isn't it also weird that she has this specific book in her hands at all times? Is that where she keeps all of the information about you hidden?

[ Second year ]

Tighnari? Why yes, like the others, he is also quite popular, could be because of his knowledge, or looks.

Geez, the college you just transferred to is absolutely popular due to their good looking students, I suppose you couldn't really blame them like myself, correct?

He doesn't mind if he's popular, but damn is he annoyed, there's got to be at least someone in the room with him, can't he just get a moment in peace?

Or.. Perhaps he's just exaggerating, for almost everybody isn't always in the same room with him, such occurrences only happen once.

Why, it seems as though the second years have the most hardworking students, for Tighnari is also one of them.

His skills and knowledge definitely doesn't go unnoticed, and there are times where the professor of any subject could just be handing out an assignment and he's already got it done in the span of minutes, or probably a few hours.

But what can I say? He has more things to do than deal with homework, club activities, to be exact, and he deals with the most activities in the group.

What is the club, exactly? The gardening club, what else?

Need help with any information? He could provide you with enough knowledge on the said information if you'd like, if it is a subject that he isn't studying, then he'd look for it himself, even though he'd most likely give a sarcastic remark every time you ask for help, he'd still help you regardless, so don't worry.

Do you know Collei? Yes, her.

You had met her when you were out buying seeds for a certain tree that you wanted to try on planting, she told you all of the information that you needed.

And that led to you knowing that she was also a student at the school you transferred in, fresh into the academy, she's a first year.

One day, she had asked you if you could buy her seeds, handing you money to use.

That's how you met Tighnari, the ever so sarcastic and surprisingly helpful gardening club leader, he was also buying seeds at the time.

Huh? You keep seeing Tighnari everytime you go to school? Probably just a coincidence.. Until you know it's not.

Why is he starting to get possessive, you say? Always finding an excuse to keep you in the same room as him?.. That's.. Not like him.

[ Second year ]

The genius of the school you had transferred in, no other than Albedo, similar to Tighnari, he is also popular due to his knowledge, except this time it's alchemy.

He is stoic, but he is helpful especially when you need to pass an assignment about a subject where the topic is something you didn't clearly understand.

He's understandable, and just takes things slow whenever he teaches you, and explains things in simple words.

You aren't an idiot, but he's much more softer with you than he is with others, but you suppose that you're just getting special treatment.. For whatever reason.

He's more than just a stoic student who is only ever interested in alchemy, he's well known for his knowledge in the school, he's noticed how Sucrose is becoming.. Well, distracted in the past few days, and all of that leads to you, a normal, very much average student seen in his psychology class, in fact, you're just right behind him.

Obviously, he'll take it subtle with Sucrose, he won't straight up say it, he'll just observe.

And oh? Sucrose seems to be.. Ahh.. What was that word again? Right, infatuated with you.

And he just wonders, just what was in you, that was so special? He's no idiot like that guy who always creates a ruckus, what was his name.. Ah, Itto.

He has also noticed how the others seem to be infatuated with you as well, such as Beidou, Aether.. Zhongli.. The list goes on, and of course, he's bound to get interested.

How could someone so average as you even get the attention of such popular students when all you've done was just -- help other students.. Or, perhaps that's why..

He walked up to you one day, seeing as you seem to be struggling with this particular subject, that's how you two met, or how you met him.

God, he's beginning to show the same.. Effects like the others as time passes..

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