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pinkie-pop · 5 months
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"Do Paimons Dream of Floating Sheep?"
Mondstadt: Part I Part II Part III Part IV
Based on this
Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Paimon!Reader, Yandere Genshin Impact, Aether, Albedo, Eula, Diluc, Kaeya, Lisa, Venti
Word count: 2.2k
Synopsis: Being dragged into the world of your favorite video game is hardly your idea of a relaxing Saturday, and being dragged into the world of your favorite game, taking over the role of mascot even less so. Unfortunately, it seems fate has no interest in what you consider to be a normal day, and it will do anything to replace your idea of normal entirely.
Includes: Acrophobia, implied drugging of a drink (Not Reader's),
Note: This work is distinct from the previous two installments in that it does not follow a chronological timeline. Instead, it contains a collection of short stories and interactions.
“Ah, hello there [Name],” Kaeya says, catching you on one of the rare moments you’re alone. “I was just about to get some Sticky Honey Roast, do you want to join? My treat.” He must know it’s your favorite—one of the few things you have in common with the original Paimon—with the way he always seems to use it as an excuse to spend more time with you. 
“Um, is that really okay? Aren’t you like, on duty?” Kaeya smiles, pressing a finger to his lips.
“It’ll be our little secret,” he says. You try to smile at him as you think of ways to decline, but a betrayal from your stomach seals your fate. Your blue-haired companion chuckles at the loud grumble from your stomach and beckons you to follow him. ”Sounds like you’re in agreement. Then, let’s head down to Good Hunter,” he says, placing a hand on the small of your back as the two of you walk. It's a little uncomfortable, but you don’t say anything. 
Kaeya is difficult to navigate, so you usually avoid him. You think he’s noticed, but he’s yet to say anything about it. Instead, the two of you engage in a silent tug-of-war, with him always trying to pull you in closer and you always trying to break away.
Well, at least the food’s free.
The two of you make your way down to Good Hunter, where you engage in awkward small talk as Kaeya stares you down uncomfortably. You’re about halfway through making some vague remark about the weather when Kaeya lets out something like a contented sigh, stopping you in your tracks.
“This is nice,” says Kaeya, resting his chin on his hand and looking at you with a gaze resembling something like tenderness. “They run me ragged at the Knights of Favonious—seeing you is like a breath of fresh air. I’d better be careful, otherwise I might get swept up in your gaze and forget everything else.” 
“Run you ragged? Is Jean really that hard on you?” You say, pointedly ignoring his flirtatious remarks.
“Oh, absolutely,” he says. “Why just the other day, I–” Kaeya pauses, as if sensing something. Slowly, he turns around. 
“Go on,” says Jean, standing right behind him. “What happened next, Captain?” She enunciates the title with purpose, clearly angry but still smiling. Kaeya swallows, and gets an earful from Jean. You finish your meal in peace.
•~•~•~•~•~•
“Just a little further–!” You say, oustretching your hand and teetering over the edge of the ladder, desperately trying not to look down. Lisa had asked you to help her with some menial tasks at the library. Right now, you're reshelving books as Lisa holds the ladder steady. You could have forgone the ladder and flown up to the shelves yourself, but after last time…you shudder. No, it’s much easier to use the ladder instead, although, really, you’d rather not be up here at all. Lisa had practically begged you to go up, citing her bad back as to why she couldn’t do it herself. “Ah, got it!” you say, smiling victoriously. You grin down at Lisa, only to realize just how high up you are. 
Like waves crashing against the sand, the floor below you shifts and swirls as you fight to stay afloat. It is a meaningless fight, you know, for you are already falling. Time seems to slow down as you plummet to the floor. Logically, you know your fall should only take but a few seconds, but to you, it seems to stretch out for an eternity. 
Your life flashes before your eyes. You see your family smiling at you from beyond a white light, you reach towards it, but there’s nothing there. You could save yourself by flying, but you’ve already vowed to never take to the skies again, and so down you fall. Falling is not all that dissimilar to flying, you see. It’s merely a matter of perspective.
Surely you must be close to the ground by now? It feels as though you’ve been plummeting down for ages. 
You keep falling. Then, you stop.
Lisa catches you, her face mere cetemeters from yours. “I take it this means you’ve fallen for me?” She teases as your face heats up. You try to tell her to put you down, to ask about her back, but the words don’t come out. Instead, you lay there in her arms, gaping at her as if she had just grown three heads. Finally, she puts you down. You aren’t sure how long she kept you there, but you have a feeling it was longer than it needed to be. 
The two of you finish shelving the books in silence, Lisa smiling the whole time.
•~•~•~•~•~•
“Hey, Aether?” Your companion looks up at you in curiosity. You take a breath. ”If…we’re travelers, then, does that mean we don’t have a place to call home? What happens when our journey ends?” You look down, running a finger across the crescent scar on your hand—a nervous habit you picked up after coming to this world.
You had been thinking about this for a while. Ever since you fell into the lake three weeks ago. You have a home, but it's not here. 
“Home, huh..?” Aether seems to be pondering over your question sincerely. No matter how silly or inconsequential your thoughts were, he always took you seriously. You liked that about him. “Home is wherever the three of us are,” he says at last. You chuckle awkwardly, unsure of what to say. It was sweet of him to say that, but he’s only known you for a few months. 
You open your mouth to speak, but Aether cuts you off before you get the chance to. “I mean it, you know. Even if you don’t believe it. I don’t care how long we’ve known each other. You found me when I was at my lowest, when I was lost and missing the only family I’d ever known. You picked me back up and taught me about this world, even though it was foreign to you, too. You’re the most important thing in the world to me.” Your face grows hot as you turn away. 
You aren’t an idiot. You’ve noticed the way he looks at you. Like you’re the only thing in the whole world. But…perhaps because you didn’t want to hurt him, you always ignored the signs, no matter how obvious they may be.
You aren’t sure if you can ignore this one, though.
“I can’t stay.” How can you say that? You can’t. You have a home, but Aether isn’t a part of it. One day you’ll tell him.
Just not today.
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“Position your feet like this, then…” Eula stands behind you, her front nearly touching your back as she guides your arms into the proper positions. She’s close, nearly too close, and you can feel her hot breath on the nape of your neck as she instructs you. It’s hard to focus, but you do your best to follow her instructions. “Good. Now, from the top.” You do as she says and get back into starting position. Your feet start a shoulder widths apart, your hands above you, good, you’re starting off stopping. Next, move your hands like this and your feet like so.
Keep going, now. You’ve almost done it. Move slowly, don’t rush. Remember to breathe. You hold your current pose for three beats then slowly, carefully, move on to the next position. You drag the tip of your foot across the floor in a circular motion, then join it with your other one. You’re almost done now. It’s time for the finale. 
Careful now, it’s the final stretch. Almost there, almost there—
You trip.
Internally cursing at your mistake, you hardly notice the way Eula’s arms swiftly wrap around you, keeping you from harm.
“You did well,” she says, walking towards the gramophone and taking out the record. She readies the song to play again, then steps back towards you. You never noticed it before, but even the way she walks is as elegant as a dance. You suppose that’s one perk of nobility.
“Thank you…”
“Now, let’s try again, shall we? Don’t worry, I’ll spot you. Just focus on dancing.” 
•~•~•~•~•~•
Aether fell asleep.
It was still early, but the day was not particularly kind to him. You suppose it’s natural for him to be a bit tired. Still, to fall asleep in the middle of a bar was…
Diluc’s voice broke you out of your thoughts. 
“If Aether’s too tired to walk back, there’s a spare room here that you can use. I doubt you’ll be able to carry him,” he says, wiping a glass. He’s been wiping the same glass for several minutes now…almost as if he were waiting for something...Or maybe he just switched them out when you weren’t looking. The glasses all look the same, after all.“Of course, if you’re worried about the comfort of such a room, I can always carry him back to my manor. You can stay in one of the spare rooms, too. I’ll let the maids know not to disturb the two of you.”
“Thank you,” you say. “But that shouldn’t be necessary. Aether’s a pretty light sleeper, I’m sure I can wake him, no problem.”
“Are you sure?” Diluc glances over at you. “He looks pretty out of it.” You try jostling him, only for there to be no response. You continue trying on and off for the rest of the night. It is only until the tavern is minutes away from closing that you finally accept Diluc’s offer. You hadn’t wanted to burden him, but he was right. You couldn’t carry him all by yourself. You follow Diluc back to his manor. He seems uncharacteristically pleased.
•~•~•~•~•~•
Dragonspine is cold. 
You knew that, of course, but you had no ideea just how cold it really was. The game’s sheer cold gave you an idea, sure, but it left out just how biting the wind could be. A simple frost filter overlaid on top of gameplay could to nothing to convey just how freezing the place really was. Even now, bundled up in three layers of coat and standing next to a fire, the cold still found its way to creep past your defences, starting at your skin and seeping down into your bone.
You are cold. Freezing, even. To an almost literal degree. You think that if you were to start crying now, your tears woud freeze before they even left your eyes. Perhaps your eyelids would freeze shut, and perhaps you would never be able to open them again. It’s so cold that you wonder if you’ll ever feel warmth again. You wonder if such a thing is even possible.
You know these musings are silly, but alas, you cannot help them. It is far too cold to be thinking of anything else.
“Come here,” Albedo says, beckoning you over. You do so without thinking, though the chill makes you want to stay put. Albedo wraps a blanket around the two of you, then pulls you into his chest. You relax into him immediately, the warmth from his body overtaking you, fighting valiantly against the frigid air. For once, it seems to actually have a chance. 
You snuggle in closer and Albedo wraps an arm around you, bringing you somehow closer than before as he rubs small circles into your back. It’s soothing. You sigh happily, too focused on the temperature to notice the possessive way he’s looking at you, too preoccupied to wonder why he doesn’t turn on the heater you saw hours ago.
You didn’t know it was possible for people to be this warm. Perhaps it is because Albedo is not a person at all. Albedo holds you as if you are his only lifeline, and, for a second, you find yourself wondering if he’s cold as well. Right, Albedo doesn’t get cold. He can’t.
So then, why is he holding you so tightly…?
•~•~•~•~•~•
There’s something almost hypnotic about his voice, or perhaps its about the way he strums his lyre. Is it because he’s a god? Or perhaps it’s simply a millenia of experience at play. Perhaps it is both. Perhaps neither. You don’t dwell on it. You’d miss the performance if you did, and what a shame that would be.
The two of you sit together, alone in the dead of night with only each other for company. You sat at the foot of the large statue in the middle of the city as he serenaded you. Perhaps it was a little egotistical of him, to sing for you under a statue of himself, but you are far too preoccupied in song to care.
The moon’s milky glow illuminates his face in a way that is almost ethereal. At times, you have found yourself wondering if Venti was truly a god fit of the title. It is only now, in times like this, that the truth of his divinity is realized. Words fall like honey from his lips as he sings, his nimble fingers plucking at the strings with precision and expertise. His skill is unmatched—not just in Mondstadt, but in the whole of Teyvat. Of this, you are certain.
The song comes to its end, and so too does your rendezvous. 
•~•~•~•~•~•
You close the Archive. 
“So that’s what the future has in store for me, huh?”
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i-cant-sing · 11 months
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What about platonic yandere Dracula and his child who is very affectionate towards him? Basically his shadow, he has to watch his steps so he doesn't step on his small daughter since she's always following him quietly
You are a very small child, and mischievous one too! But that's only what mama Lisa thinks. Daddy Dracula? Oh he wholeheartedly believes that you're an angel and that it's just everyone else around that peer pressures you to be naughty.
If it weren't for your small mischievous giggles, Dracula would've stepped on you a couple of times. You liked to sneak up on him, follow him everywhere he goes even though your parents don't allow you to leave the castle farther than the garden, but you always manage to hide in his big cloak and would go undetected of it weren't for Lisa grabbing you.
The few times that you did go out with Dracula, he would still hide you in his cloak and have a tight grip on you so that you don't wander off. He doesn't want anyone to know about your existence because you're too pretty, cute- you're the perfect child, and the universe is set on destroying perfection.
But of course, one of these times you managed to slip away from Dracula and he had a wholeass heart attack for like 5 minutes before he found you in a pub, standing on the bartop as you danced to some music and everyone at the pub was laughing at your silly moves. Dracula uses his super speed and grabs you and leaves the pub, starts scolding you for wandering off in the dark alley. And as you whine in his arms to be let go, a certain someone calls out from behind-
"Hey! Let that kid go, you creep!"
And low and behold, its Trevor Belmont. A drunk Trevor Belmont, but still.
Your eyes light up. "Trevy!"
"Hey kid." He smiles before taking a fighting stance. "Now you mister, let the kid go."
Dracula narrows his eyes at him. "She's my daughter."
"Yeah and I'm her mother." He scoffs, not seeing any resemblance between you and the man. "You're a vampire, aren't you? So let the human go or Ill march over there and you dont want me marching over therrre. " He slurred.
"She is literally my child with my hunan wife-" but Dracula is cut off by Trevor swinging at him and you gasping.
"Dad! Are you okay?" Wait dad? Now Trevor looks confused but he doesn't have much time to ponder over it when suddenly Dracula smacks him across the face so hard that Trevor falls unconscious, the vampire mumbling something about him being alive because his kid is there.
And you? Dracula takes you home immediately where both of your parents give you a lecture and ground you for a few years.
Oh well. Your sentence can be reduced by some tears and a little pouting. And if your new friend Trevor doesn't come marching in to "save you" from your family.
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yanderehsr · 6 months
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Hi! I was wondering if I could request a breakup with Kazuha, Lynette and xiao if that’s okay?
Funny thing is, I already have written this exact scenario for Xiao and Lynette😅
I'll add someone else if that's okay
Anyways I hope you'll enjoy😄
Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping
Kazuha: He is calm when you tell him you want to break up with him, it's almost like he knew this would happen, in reality he had just prepared for this to happen since long ago, this can go two ways, either he convinces you to stay with him and gets you to join the Crux, or he will not be able to convince you.
If Kazuha is unable to get you to stay then he will accept that... for now, he will continue to stalk you from the shadows, he will also leave The Crux and settle down somewhere on Inazuma.
When you least expect it Kazuha will stand over your sleeping body, carrying you to his new home, he will apologize when you wake up but he will not allow you to leave, he can't accept a life where you aren't with him.
"I'm sorry, is the ropes hurting you... you know I can't take them off, they are there to keep you safe, and to keep you with me"
Lisa: She wont acknowledge what you are saying, she will just continue to read her book, maybe take a sip from her tea from time to time. Lisa doesn't accept this break up, it never happened, she will continue to act like your girlfriend even if you don't want to.
If you keep on insisting to break up, Lisa will put down her book and lazily smirk at you, even if she looks like all of this is some silly game she is actually annoyed on the inside, in her head she is trying to come up with 101 different ways to get you to stay, either by manipulation or by force.
No matter what Lisa chooses to do, it will end with one conclusion, you still staying by her side, either by chains or by free will, it will be your choice, life is too short for her, she doesn't wanna leave any regrets, and letting you get away is something she would regret for the rest of her life.
"Hmmm, no I heard you the first time, I'm just giving you a chance to take it back, should you choose not to, well then I might need to become unpleasant. Do you understand, Darling"
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jentledaisies · 1 year
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𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠. . . You're Attacked But They Think You're Trying To Escape
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→ ❝ in which you’re attacked and run away but they believe you’re trying to escape them ❞
Warning: Stockholm Syndrom, manipulative behavior, blood/injuries, weapons[knives, guns], murder(semi-graphic), profanity, yandere
- fully got this idea from @ninetailedfoxmanchi post here ! it’s for bts n when i read it i was like “wow, kinda wanna write a version of that for our girls” no but really, for all my fellow army's here, pls check them out!
disclaimer: This is not in any way shape or form a representation of Jisoo, Jennie, Rosè, Lisa, or Blackpink as a whole. All reactions, actions, thoughts, words, and general emotions are fiction and created by me. The behavior shown in these reactions is toxic and unhealthy, but fantasized in a romantic way for simply that, fantasy. None of this should be taken seriously or sought after in real life, or performed. please do not romanticize this behavior/mindset in real life as it is unhealthy and toxic, and if you or anyone you know is in such an environment, should be taken out of immediately. Again, this blog is purely fiction, and all acts taken place in this blog should remain so.
↳ None of my characters, yandere or otherwise, will ever nor would ever perform, act, or consider sexual activities of any sort without consent. full stop. Any and all sexual acts are done with the full consent of all parties taking place. i will never, ever, ever write otherwise or even consider writing otherwise. disclaimer 2: as this is a reaction for all four separate members of blackpink, there will be discrepancies in the length of each. not all will be the same length and this is for no other reason than that i as the author attempting to prevent run-ons and unnecessary additions to that part of the story. the length of each reaction in no way shape or form a show of favoritism or dislike towards any member. literally ever. pls stop putting those ridiculous accusations in my inbox, it's a vv far reach. ↳ some AUs for the yandere!blackpink reactions will be based on other folklore/mythology. (yandere!goddess , etc) these reactions will not be accurate to the true mythology/folklore but rather variations and adaptions made to assist the reaction/world of the reaction.
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The apartment is quiet, save for the soft sound of flipping pages, coming from the book you're currently reading. Your lover had to head to work early today due to a significant issue brought up at last night's mission. She didn't tell you when she would be home, but she said she could either be home early or late. You were hoping for early because as much as you hated to admit it, her presence around you and with you is more than something you're used to, it's something you crave.
And the silence with her gone was deafening. You have never hated being alone so much before.
The book in your hands loses your interest as you take to just flipping the pages, eyes trailing over the extremely large penthouse. According to her, this was the very first house she had purchased in which she lived alone. Before then she had mainly lived with the other three inner circle members, whom she considered her true sisters. It's large, much too large for one person, or even two, but she was mature enough to admit she enjoyed showing off her wealth in her house. According to her, when you became her lover, you made this more than just her house, you made it your home.
But since then, the two of you had been looking at other places to move to, not because you disliked this apartment but because you both wished to move somewhere that you could begin to truly build your life together. After all, she had more than enough money.
The list had narrowed down to four properties, based on all of the things you said you liked and wanted, and then she turned the responsibility of picking the final home out to you, so she could know that you truly love the home the two of you would go to.
And as the book starts to reach the last of its pages your eyes are drawn to the folders on the coffee table with the location pictures, interior pictures, dimension sizing, building rating, site history, etc. All the information you needed to make the most informed decision possible without leaving your current home. Of course, sans the pricing and all. She stated up and down that she would simply buy the building (and possibly the land it's on) and leave it all signed to you in a contract, that way should anything ever happen to her she could still take care of you.
The last page flips and the cover joins the rest of the book. You frown at the now closed book for a second -you forgot to put a bookmark in your spot- before setting it on the table to grab the folders instead. Since you have the time to kill, you may as well start looking over these.
You're unsure how much time passes with you flipping through each folder and creating a pro/con list in your notebook but you do know that you've gone over all of them twice when the door to the apartment starts to turn, the distinct sound of the lock clicking open causing you to stand and turn eagerly.
"Hey! I'm glad you're back because I think I know which one I like..." Your voice trails away as an unfamiliar woman steps through the door, shutting it softly but not locking it.
"Sorry," The corner of her lips curve up. "I don't think it was me you were expecting."
You're immediately taken with a sense of uneasiness and dread, your girlfriend had never introduced you to any other member of her gang. Only the other inner circle members. In fact, she always swore that she'd never bring any other member into your home.
"W-Who are you?" Your voice is shaky as you figure out the answer to your question before she answers. Though the slight drop in her mouth lets you know that she notices.
"I'm a friend of-"
"That's a lie." You cut her off before she can say your lover's name, unsure of what you were doing in exposing her lie. You were one person who had never really been trained past basic self-defense against a possible enemy gang member. "I asked who you are."
She just smiles wickedly as she slips a small blade into her hand. "Jung Ji-Ho wishes to simply say hello. It's not you who he wants, but I suppose you will do."
With that, she lunges toward you, faster than you expected, and creates a large cut on your arm as you attempt to run away. Your notebook flies under the sofa and the pictures go everywhere as you make a mad dash to the front door, the woman fast behind you. She reaches out and yanks you back by your hair, a scream leaving you as you pull away, leaving strands of your hair in her hand. She goes to cut you again and you don't think as you grab the knife with one hand and hit her face with the other.
"Hit between the eyes," M/N had told you. "It'll stun them enough for you to get away. Don't worry, I'll be there to save you then."
She flinches away, dragging the blade painfully across your palm, which leaves a bloody imprint as you throw open the door and rush out, heading to the private elevator. And just to your luck it opens, and you run in, not to an empty elevator, but into the arms of your love.
She was here to save you now, but you look up into her eyes, and you're only met with burning anger and bitter betrayal.
Kim Jisoo
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"And where do you think you're going, Darling?" Jisoo always looks cold but somehow she manages to look even more so as she stares at you, locking her hands onto your arms to hold you in place.
"Jisoo! You're here!" You shout in surprise, ready to tell your lover about the situation, but she misunderstands your rush to be fear of being caught.
She pushes you back with force, albeit gently, her hands locked tightly on your forearms. Her eyes bore into your own and you're frozen in place, forgetting everything as fear creeps up your spine. The elevator lets out a soft ding and the doors start to close behind her, snapping you from your stupor.
"We need to go!" You shout and lunge towards the buttons, stopping as she yanks you back, eyes steely and blank.
"Excuse me? We are not going anywhere but back into our home." She punctuates her words by tugging you closer.
"No, you don't understand-"
"I think I understand pretty well." Jisoo's voice is cold, devoid of any emotion although you can tell she's hurt. "What, you didn't think I'd come home on time? Were you wishing I stayed late? You thought you could just, slip away, and I wouldn't notice that my heart was gone?!"
You jump as she shouts the last words, hands reaching for her on instinct to calm her, and blood smears on her white t-shirt, the red handprint almost seeming like paint.
"I'm so sorry!" You blurt, your hands reaching forward in an instinctive attempt to wipe it off, but to no surprise, you end up smearing it more and reminding yourself of the situation. "Shit. Ok no, Jisoo please, we need to go now. Please."
Jisoo raises an eyebrow at your pleading, finally taking a moment to survey her surroundings once your blood smears on her shirt. The small, lines on the wall from where you stumbled through, the way the apartment door isn't even fully closed. The panic in your eyes and the injuries on your body.
Finally understanding she pushes you behind her gently, reaching for her brass knuckles as the door opens and the attacker steps out. Her glare sets deeper into her face, pushing the guilt of how she spoke to you away to focus on this scum that thought they could hurt her girl.
"Your name. Now." Jisoo simply demands, not in the mood to hear any excuses from the woman's mouth.
Clearly, the lady wasn't expecting the calm and almost bored demeanor that Jisoo had, given that she was standing so defensively and with her knives held tight. Your blood shines on the blades and catches your lover's eyes.
Jisoo glares so intensely at the woman that her knees start to shake, but it's not enough. She steps forward, scoffing as the attacker takes two steps back, and does it again. The dance continues until the attacker is up against a wall, holding out her knives as a pitiful defense. She can barely even blink before Jisoo punches her, breaking her nose immediately with her brass-enforced knuckles.
"What? You're not happy to see me?" Jisoo teases with a cruel pout, laughing slightly. "I thought that's what you wanted."
She doesn't wait for any response before she hits again, this time the woman's stomach. The screaming huff that leaves her makes you wince, but you don't move from the spot you're in, and try as you might you can't seem to tear your eyes away either.
"You know what? I don't need your name," Jisoo slams her fist into her face again, knocking her down. "I'll get it out of you later. Little bitch. Thought you could break in and hurt my girl? MY GIRL! Consider yourself very lucky I don't kill you here. Or don't, a faster death may be more merciful than what I have planned for you."
Jisoo slams her fist down again, but the woman is unresponsive, only her shallow breathing alerting the two of you to her undead state. Blood is splattered on your lover's hands and all over the unconscious woman's face. She huffs as she sits back, staring in amusement at the blood-covered woman, before remembering you.
"Darling," Her voice is a quiet sort of remorseful as she turns to face you, eyes saddening as you flinch. "I'm sorry. I should have listened to you."
"I-It's okay." You stutter, not even believing in yourself.
"No, it is not 'okay.' You are injured and bleeding and without even taking notice of your pain I inflicted more. Forgive me, please." This time Jisoo's voice wavers, shame filtering in.
You step forward, hesitant, and then move more surely until you can wrap your arms around her waist and bury your head in her neck. The tears come quickly after.
"I was so scared." You sob shocking Jisoo who has her hands in fists at her side. Scared that it's her you're speaking of. "When she came in I thought it was you but then she-"
You shake as you cry, Jisoo now wrapping her own arms around you, realizing the terror that must've stricken you at the intruder. She doesn't let you continue, holding you close by your waist and your head, placing kisses on the side.
"I'm here. I'm here and your safe, my darling." She soothes your hair, shuffling to move you both into the penthouse. Her neck strains as she hides the anger in her voice at the damage, knowing you were the one attacked during it. "I'll always protect you. I swear."
She pulls away once the two of your reach the staircase, helping you up while texting some members to pick up the woman in the hallway. She'd take care of the mess after she took care of your injuries.
You didn't want to sit on the expensive couch, your arm and hand still bleeding heavily so the two of you enter the en suite where she has you sit on the counter. Pulling out the emergency aid kit that Lisa left at all the members' houses she chuckles wryly.
"I never thought it'd be you being patched up with this. Or ever." Jisoo jokes wryly, regret lacing her voice as she finishes washing the wounds, wincing when you did.
The cuts aren't as deep as she thought, all the blood just making them seem to like it. Jisoo's eyebrows scrunch as she focuses on disinfecting the wounds, keeping your mind off of the pain as her lips part a little. Even when she's pouring rubbing alcohol over open wounds of yours, she remains beautiful.
Jisoo recalls how Lisa told her that cuts that are big enough to bleed but not too deep like yours don't need stitches. Just a wrap. The white gauze makes Jisoo feel sick.
The fact that you're bleeding under there makes Jisoo even sicker.
"No offense but, shouldn't we ask Lisa to do this?" The question makes Jisoo laugh.
"I've done this plenty of times too! Just because I never went to med school." She grumbles as she helps you down and onto the bed. "Wait here for a moment."
She pecks your cheek as she leaves the room to fetch some tea, slipping a bit of a sedative into it, just to make sure you rest well. Walking back into the room she finds you already fluffing the pillows and in your pajamas.
"That's not waiting." She 'tsks' as she hands you the cup, raising an eyebrow as you down it like a shot. "Try and get some rest, Darling."
"Aren't you staying?" With the way your face freezes in fear, Jisoo can't bring herself to tell you that she was in fact leaving, just for a little bit.
"I'm just going to clean up the apartment before I join you. Too much adrenaline." So instead she smiles sweetly while lying. She'd leave after you slept and be back before you awoke anyway.
"Ok. I love you." Your eyes start to shut and your voice slurs as she pecks your forehead.
"I love you too, Bunny."
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Your eyes feel weighed down when you rouse from your slumber, the room pitch black except for the light streaming in as the door opens. Jisoo walks in and in your hazy vision, you can make out the way she shrugs off her jacket, throwing it into the trash. Her dark red shirt followed soon after.
As your eyes give in to the weight a nagging voice in the back of your head reminds you that she was wearing a white shirt when she left.
Kim Jennie
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"Well, hello my love." Jennie just stares at you in surprise, but her sweet smile still spreads across her face, even though her eyes don't reflect it. "Quite funny meeting you out here...when you are meant to be in there."
Jennie's grip is gentle on you, but firm as she holds your waist and one of your hands as though leading you in a dance.
"Although, why you didn't just say you wanted to go out," her voice is chilly despite the twinge of love hidden within. "I would've taken you anywhere you asked."
"Jennie!" You know the shock on your face probably makes the situation look worse given how her face falters.
"Y/N," She starts a deep sigh escaping her. "What are you doing? And, please, just tell me the truth."
You can tell exactly what Jennie thinks you were doing and your heart breaks at how hurt you know she must feel. How her smile is so so sweet, but her eyes are cold to hide how she really feels.
"It's not what you think." You wince when you say that, you don't even know why you said that. "No! I mean, it's not...that."
"It's not what?" Jennie's smile tightens. "Tell me what it is."
"It's...There's someone in the apartment!" You can't understand why it took so long to get the words out, but Jennie's reaction is immediate. Her smile falls and her eyes dart to the door that's closed only partly.
"I don't know who she is b-but she said she knew you. I figured that was a lie but she attacked me when I went to leave! Please, I would never do that to you. I promised." Your words start to jumble as you speak as fast as you can but she understands, she always understands you.
"Where are you hurt, my love." Jennie's voice becomes soft, her shoulders loosen and her eyes sweeten. Her eyes are drawn to your bloody arm and the cut on your hand. Quickly, she sheds her blouse, leaving her in just a tank top, so she can quickly wrap it around your arm.
"Do me a favor and go in the elevator. Close the doors and wait for a bit." She tells you quickly as the door starts to open. She pulls out her gun and checks the mag before placing a kiss on your head. "Go."
"Please don't get hurt." The lady steps out of the apartment, her hair a mess and eyes glaring. Your blood stains her hand and the knife that she grips tighter when she sees your lover.
You turn quickly, dashing into the metal box, and hit the button that closes the doors before crouching in the furthest corner and hiding your ears in your hands.
You can hear Jennie scream something, but her voice is muffled by both the doors and your hands, but the slam against said doors causes the box to rattle, and a small shriek to escape you. Another shout comes but it's not from Jennie, you assume it's the other woman. A gunshot finally rings, and this time you know it's from Jennie's gun, and another bang follows. Two more ring out in quick succession, and the other woman's wails ring in your ears.
You flinch back, trying to almost dig yourself into the mirror backing of the elevator as more screams ring out. you can almost make out the pleas in them from your hands over your ears, and you feel a chill creep up your back as a faint sound of a laugh comes through.
All too soon there is another very loud slam against the elevator doors, and more gunshots ring out until a trickle of red liquid drips through the cracks. Bile rises in your throat and you scoot as far as you can into the mirrored wall, slipping as the blood pool inches closer and closer.
Ding!
The doors open and you see Jennie kick something away, and with the large thump that follows you realize it was probably the body.
"My love," She sighs as she sees your curled-up body scorching away from the blood, her eyes soften into gentle flames and her lips pout. "I am so sorry. Oh, you're hurt and I didn't even notice-"
"Please just hug me." You cut her off as you stand up, eyes still trained on the devilish red liquid on the floor. She doesn't hesitate, stepping directly into the puddle to engulf your in her arms, causing you to look away.
With much ease, she picks up your legs to have them wrap around her waist and carries you simply down the hallway until she can enter the apartment, being met with the flipped-over table and papers everywhere...and your blood covering the handle of the door. Her heart sinks as she sees the damage and feels your soft breath on the crook of her neck from where your head is hidden. She steps over the scattered pictures to enter the guest bathroom, softly placing you on the counter with a kiss on your head.
She silently pulls out her aid kit, avoiding your eyes in shame as she pulls out a cloth to wipe the excess blood away. You don't flinch as the wet cloth turns red but the rubbing alcohol is different. You're clumsy but you very rarely have such large cuts, so the stinging sensation, while not new, is still quite painful for you. At the whimper that leaves your lips, Jennie pulls away as though being burned, hands resting at her sides as her fists clench.
"I'm sorry." Her lips thin as she forces herself to continue disinfecting. "I'm so sorry."
The trace of tears on her waterline shocks you but at the same time, you almost expect them. They hurt you more than the alcohol finding its way into your open wound though so your reach your unharmed hand up to brush them away.
"Stop saying you're sorry." You make her look at you, meeting her eyes gently. "You saved me. Just like you promised me."
"Always. I'll always save you. But you're hurt and I tried to make assumptions before I helped ease the pain."
"But you understood anyway. So stop saying you're sorry." She looks back down as you smile reassuringly and you figure it's time to move on from the topic. "I think I picked a house."
"What?" Jennie looks up, puzzled at the topic.
"From the four you brought me. I think I know which one I like the most." You smile at her before frowning. "Oh, but I had written it all down in my notebook, but I don't know where it went after I threw everything."
"That's fine! I can go find it!" Jennie turns to go look but you hook your arm around her waist.
"Can you finish wrapping my arm? I don't think I'll be able to tie it on my own, then we can look at them again together."
Jennie turns around with a sheepish smile, quickly finishing the wrap on your arm, and pressing a kiss to your hand after. She rushes out of the bathroom after ordering you to stay in there for a bit longer and when you do come out the living room looks like nothing happened. Jennie pulls you to the couch and has you sit on her lap while she opens your notebook and the pro/con lists.
Every now and then your eyes drift up to look at the shoes that still have blood covered on them, waiting for the gang's cleanup crew to come to grab them. Jennie steals your attention away with kisses when you do.
Park Chaeyoung|Rosé
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Chaeyoung's face is much calmer than her eyes. In fact, if you didn't know her so well you wouldn't think anything was wrong.
"Well aren't you in a rush? Careful, Sweets, you might hurt yourself." She leans down as she says that, almost mockingly. It's not hard to guess how the dots connected for her, it'd be hard to see the scene as anything else. Especially so soon after you had told her that no matter what, you would never leave her.
"Rosie, help me. Please." You're shaking though, from the complete terror of the person who entered your home, so you can't seem to focus on anything but asking for help. For begging your hero to save you the way she always does.
Rosie raises an eyebrow, taking in everything in the hallway, calmly and violently. Her sweet love, so soft and kind was shaking in her arms, bleeding and crying. Oh, she would burn whoever did this to the ground.
"Where?" Rosie calmly pulls her gun out and changes the clip, having emptied it earlier at 'work'. "Where is the dead man walking?"
"S-She's inside still. I pushed her a bit hard." You flinch away from your girlfriend as you say that scared at how quickly she arms herself with two guns and brass knuckles.
Rosie places her gun behind her back again, instead reaching forward to place her hands on your face and meet her eyes with yours. "Sweetheart, breath. I am here and no one will touch you like that again. I can promise you that."
You meet her eyes with shaky panic, shivering as though it was snowing though the hallway was heated. "Do you promise?"
"I swear on my life, I will personally see to the destruction of anybody who dares harm you," Rosie answers you with unwavering confidence and the trembling in your body stops. Your shoulders are still tensed like a brick wall and with the way you flinch into her when the door to your apartment opens again, Rosie almost falls over.
She pulls you behind her and pulls her gun out, making the woman across the hall freeze. Rosé aims her gun at her, turning her body to face you when she sees that the attacker isn't going to make a move. She places a soft kiss on your forehead, brushing away a tear as she pulls away.
"I'll just be a moment, Sweets."
She turns around and before she can even blink shoots a shot into the attacker's right knee. You don't see, but a cruel smile crosses her face as she hears the scream tear itself from the woman's throat. For her, it's her favorite noise from her enemies, and that woman was currently enemy number 1.
She tucks her gun away as she steps closer to the woman collapsed on the ground, she wanted to make her suffer and a gun was much too...clean.
She stands over the woman who's struggling to save face, attempting a glare at Rosé but struggling to hold the scream behind her lips. Without any feeling, Rosé brings her heeled boot back and hits a strong kick to the woman's ribs. This time you can see the faint shake in your girlfriend's shoulders as she chuckles.
Rosé bends down from the waist to look the lady in her eyes, not wanting to kneel and get her clothes dirty.
"What? Can't look me in my eyes now?" Rosé pulls out her gun again, pressing it to the woman's left foot, putting pressure when she tries to pull her leg away. "Afraid of blood? But you weren't when you decided to harm my girl."
Another shot rings and despite her wishes blood splatters on Rosé's pants. With her arm pulled back she slams her gun into the attacker's head, creating a large gash and causing her to go sprawling.
"You got my pants dirty." She stands straight and then proceeds to kick the attacker again, this time on her knee. "Oh, did that hurt? Sorry."
With a roll of her eyes, she steps on the profusely bleeding left foot, putting most of her pressure on the wound for maximum pain. No longer having the will to scream the attacker just writhes on the floor in pain, like a dying fish.
"Sweetheart," Rosé's call catches your attention, dragging your terrified eyes from the bleeding woman. "What would you like me to do?"
"What?" Your voice is hoarse, and your eyes wide, not understanding.
"With her. What would you like me to do, since she attacked you? I'll do whatever you say." Your lover's eyes soften as she looks at you, as if gently telling you it's ok. Distracting you from how she stepped on the woman like a dart holding its target.
"Do what you do." You say before quickly adding on. "But not here! Please, do whatever it is you do with...that. But don't make me see it."
Rosé hesitates for a moment before nodding, turning quickly to bash her gun handle into the attacker's head again. This time knocking her out and stopping that god-awful writhing. She steps off of the woman, kicking the unconscious woman once before turning back to you. Gentle smile back on her face like she wasn't laughing at screams earlier.
"Come, Honey." She holds her hand out for you, lacing your fingers and basically holding you up when you collapsed into her arms to walk with her back into the apartment.
She sweeps your legs up to carry you up the stairs, laying you gently in the bed as she leaves the room, returning minutes later with tea and an aid kit.
"I'm sorry. For the pain, this is about to cause and for the pain, you endured without me here." Her voice is laced with shame, soft and hesitant, but her hands work deftly in wrapping your wounds. Although she winces much harder than you don when the alcohol stings the cuts.
"Just, please don't let me be hurt again. Please."
"Never." She responds quickly, hardly even letting you finish the request. She helps guide the tea to your mouth. "I put some pain meds mixed into the tea as it'll help you relax more. They have sedation effects so you'll fall asleep quickly. I'll be here when you wake up but I will be gone while you're asleep to deal with the trash."
You nod, finishing off the chamomile tea, and placing the cup down to reach for a hug. She holds you securely, feeling the effects the sedation has on your limbs as you start to drift off. "Just, promise me, you won't tell me what you do to her. I know no matter what, you'll always protect me. I don't want to know how. I don't need to."
Your eyes close but you can feel her nod against your shoulder, and place a kiss before tucking you in. The door closes behind her.
Lalisa Manobal|Lisa
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"You said you loved me."
Lisa can only look at you, eyes filled with betrayal and hurt, so much so that she doesn't even notice your trembling and wounds.
Her voice is strained like it pains her to make the accusation. And for a moment you forget about the current situation. Because her eyes are burning, filled with pain and betrayal stings her eyes in the form of tears and all you know is this extremely strong woman is crying and it's because of you.
"I do," You pledge to her again but your voice is pleading as you speak frantically. "I do love you. I do. But-"
"No!" Lisa cries out as you go to continue, misunderstanding what you were about to say. She pushes you then, out of the elevator and into the wall behind you, gripping your arm hard. "You told me- swore to me- that you love me. That you'll stay with me. You can't just leave! Please."
Your heart hurts as her voice cracks and how the obsessed look in her eyes takes over. But her hands pushing against the cuts on your body hurt even more. You could fix the relationship in a second but all you could say right now was:
"You're hurting me."
Lisa looks down then, finally noticing your blood, which was coating her hands. She lets you go immediately and meets your eyes, shock, and confusion covering the betrayal in them for a moment.
"Why are you bleeding?" She asks calmly, but with a new sense of panic coming over her as she spots the cut on your arm and the even deeper gash on your palm. Luck is clearly on your side today because as soon as she asks that, the woman who attacked you steps out of the apartment.
Her eyes open wide at seeing your lover with you and she freezes, giving Lisa enough time to comprehend the scene in front of her. You don't blame her for needing a second longer than normal to react, just before she was thinking you tried to leave her. Her heart just broke in two and is now in the process of unbreaking from nothing.
But naturally, your sweet lover acts with ease, entering her mafia persona and standing in front of you. She's a tall person, but as she stands with her fists clenched and shoulders back and, you assume, a glare on her face, she looks ten times taller. You can see the muscle in her jaw jump from behind her defensive position.
"Who are you?" She asks the same thing you did, voice strained but calm. A chill, however, crawls down your spine at the detached cold tone you've never heard before. Not even on that day she rescued you, she had only sounded annoyed at your former captor, the man who sends his hello through the woman standing at the end of the hall.
"Miss Manobal, I'm here to-"
"I asked who you are." Lisa interrupts her, similar to what you had done, although you assume that the woman is telling a truth instead of a lie this time. "Actually, don't bother. I remember you from that day. What does Jung want this time? We're not interested in any deals and he's too incompetent to launch any successful attacks against us."
She looks mildly offended across the hall and Lisa lets out another cold laugh.
"Oh, is that what this is? An attempt at an attack? Of course, it is. A stupid plan really, you're not talented enough to get away with a single assassination." At the girl opening her mouth to argue Lisa lifts a finger and clicks her tongue. "No. I'm right. You wanna know how I know?"
As Lisa toys with the woman across the hall, a sense of dread fills you like never before. The woman is frozen, in fear or curiosity you don't know, you're not too sure for yourself either. All you know is Lisa has her gun in her hidden hand and a devious smile on her face. You can tell she's angry from the tone of her voice, yet it still sounds cool and calm. Lisa has her prey in the palm of her hand, and if the prey is you or the lady, you can't tell.
"I can tell because," Lisa is close to her now, but instead of attacking she finishes her story. "That meeting, the one you were at, was set up for an alliance, to give the Jungs access to our assassination teams. He knows he can't give a good attack, so he came running to us for help. Of course, nobody in that idiotic gang can come up with a good plan, although I'll give you props for this seemingly ok one. Now, Y/N, turn around and cover your ears."
Lisa points her gun directly at the woman's forehead before twisting her head to look at you. At the blatant fear paralyzing your body, she softens her tone, eyes sinking back into the pools of love that they used to be, betrayal fading away. "Baby, please. Trust me."
You stay looking for a moment longer at her, and how the woman's eyes flit back and forth between the two of you before widening at the realization of who you are. You turn then, missing the desperate turn she makes in an attempt to salvage any possibility of staying alive that she had.
Had Lisa captured her for just attacking a plaything, she would stay alive to be interrogated, and she would find a chance to escape. But she had seen that look before, the one Lisa had given you, on other very powerful mafia leaders. You were the reason she would die today because Lisa would never let anyone hurt you.
You turn around, eyes shut closed tightly and hands clamping down over your ears. The bang of the gun is still loud like you don't even have your hands over your ears, and you flinch, shoulders curling in. The second bang takes you further by surprise and a gasp leaves your lips, but then the shots continue. You lose count after ten. But somewhere around there your gasps turn into small screams. A much louder scream leaves you when arms are wrapped around you, or it may be because you know exactly whose arms they are, and it can't be the lady who broke into your home.
You flinch forward, attempting to get away from the arms but Lisa walks in front of you so that she can instead hold you against her, your most touching her collarbone so she feels your shaking breaths.
"Please don't." You plead with her without recognizing, the words spilling like blood from the wounds on the woman behind you. "Please don't hurt me. I'll be so good, I promise."
"Shh hey," Lisa shushes you quickly, pulling back slightly to look you over, her eyes only showing love and concern now that she understood. "You are good, you've always been good. I'm so sorry I scared you, baby. I never wanted that to happen. Let's just go inside, your cuts must be hurting."
You nod and go to turn around but she pulls you back. Murming a soft 'Close your eyes' she picks you up bridal style. After some steps and shifting, the front door to the apartment closes behind the both of you. You risk opening your eyes and are met with the bloody footprints your lover leaves.
You close your eyes again.
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808airsoftbros · 10 months
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The Literature Club (Blackpink)
Author: Here is a Yandere oneshot from my oneshot book in Wattpad. If you want to check out more of my works take a look at the Masterlist :)
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Y/N's POV
Today is a new year of school, a new year of memories, a new year of funny moments together with my friends. The first thing I did for my morning routine is getting from my bed and brushing my teeth then having a nice hot shower. I go downstairs to see my eomma make breakfast for me.
"Morning sweetie~!" Eomma greeted me.
"Morning Eomma!" I greeted her back before I sat down and begin to eat breakfast.
"I heard the school is holding a new club promotion event." Eomma told me.
"Yeah, the school is going to have vendors from the school's club to get new members." I responded to her.
"So any clubs you have in mind?" She asked me curiously.
"I don't know but I heard there is a new literature club, so I'm gonna check it out!" I said to my Eomma.
"That's good to hear your joining a new club." Eomma responded to me with a bright smile.
After, I was done eating breakfast, I grab my things for school and started to walk my way. Took me about 5 minutes to finally get to the front entrance of campus. I take a deep breath before heading inside the building, I looked at my schedule and the school's billboard about the club vendors.
When I was about to continue walking down to my class, I went to my assigned locker but when I opened it, I was confused as there's some sort of letter with a heart on it. I take the letter and open it before reading it.
"Hey Y/N!
We are the club members of the Blackpink Literature Club and we are hoping that you are interested in joining. If you are wondering who is writing this then my name is Kim Jisoo and I'm the club president. I have other three club members in my literature club as for the moment. We would be extremely grateful if you come to visit us at the club vendors at the school!
Hope to see ya there~!
- Kim Jisoo"
Wow, what a coincidence! I was actually planning to go there anyway, if you didn't know already. I put the letter away and the bell rang right after.
My first class is English, I walk down the hallway to the classroom and inside is the students and the teacher themselves.
"Oh, hi, who are you?" The teacher asks me.
"My name is Y/N Shin." I answered him and he nods.
"Ah, yes, your in the right class, please have a seat!" The teacher instructs me and I go sit down on a open desk.
After a good while, a see four girls come inside and my lord they were all gorgeous. The boys stared at them but the girls just ignored it.
"And who are you four?" The teacher asks them.
"Our names is Kim Jisoo, Kim Jennie, Park Chaeyoung, and Manoban Lalisa." Jisoo introduces herself and the other girls.
"But you call me Rose." Rose explained to the teacher.
"And you can simply call me Lisa." Lisa said to the teacher.
I see a lot of other students whispering among one another so I guess their really popular students here. What a minute...? The girl named Jisoo is the one who left that letter in the locker room!
That is very unusual for me because in my own opinion, I'm not that really interesting of a person and I don't know why they would leave a letter in my locker.
"Maybe they left letters to other students as well..." I suggested myself and I shrug it off.
I was busy reading a book but my dense self was not aware that the girls were sitting right by me... Jisoo was in the seat in front of me, Jennie the left side, Chaeyoung on the right side, and Lisa behind me and they stared at me.
"Why do I get the feeling I have eyes on me..." I said in my thoughts before looking up to Jisoo looking at me which startled me and she just giggled in response along with the other girls.
"Wow, you really are cute in person." She said to me which I blushed in response.
"I know, right Jisoo-Unnie~?" Rose quickly responded to her while licking her lips sending shivers down my spine.
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"Do you have a girlfriend by any chance?" Chaeyoung asked me curiously and I shake my head.
"No?" She asked me raising her eyebrow.
"I don't have one, why do you ask?" I asked her curiously.
"Oh, we're just curious that's all." She responded to me and I nod. But when I looked at the other girls reaction to my answer, they were strangely happy about it which I wonder why.
"Alright, class settle down we're beginning the lesson ." The teacher announced.
Everyone went off their phones or just put away whatever they were doing then pay attention to the teacher. The girls rolled their eyes and we begin the lesson.
TIMESKIP
After the lecture is over, everyone is dismissed and they left the classroom immediately after they were done packing. I since today is the first day of school, they decided to just let us roam and explore around campus for the 2nd period of class.
In the meantime though, I wanted to check out the club vendors since they were holding it right now. I head to the cafeteria and see a whole bunch of stuff like anime, archery, sports, anything you can imagine a school would have.
"Hey, kid!" I hear a girl voice calling to me and I turn to the direction of the voice to see a girl walking towards me.
"Your interested in joining the art club?" She asks me.
Jisoo's POV
We got done setting up the our vendor but we wondered where our Y/N could be at. I decided to look around for him but when I found him. My blood began to boil when I saw Irene talking to him and being too friendly with him.
"He's gonna get punished when I get my hands on him." I said to myself.
I approached them and Irene quickly left when she saw me.
"Hey Jisoo, what do you need?" He asked me.
"Come here." I ordered him and I grabbed his arm then pull him to my vendor with the other girls.
Y/N's POV
Jeez, why is she so possessive of my all of a sudden when she saw me with Irene? Is she jealous or something? Heck, I don't even know!
I continued to be dragged by Jisoo until we reached the Literature Club's vendor. Jisoo explained to what she saw to the girls and they began to giving me death glare at me which I gulped in response.
"Y/N, what were you doing with Irene?" Jennie asked me coldly.
"She just asked if I wanted to join the art club, that's all." I confessed to them.
"From now on, you don't talk any girls besides us!" Rose said to me coldly while grabbing my collar.
"W-What?" I asked her while stuttering.
"You see, from now on. We own you so you belong to us only." Lisa explains to me.
"W-What the hell?!" I said in my thoughts as I panicked.
"Do you understand now, baby now~?" Jisoo asked me while giving me a sadistic smile and I nod slowly.
"Do you understand?" She asked again but this time with a angry look which I gulped in response.
"Yes, Jisoo-Unnie." I responded to her and she smiles again.
"Good." She says before grabbing a badge with a logo on it and pins it onto me.
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That moment, I knew that this year is gonna be a long and tiring one...
TIMESKIP
It has been months since the Literature Club members have claimed me as there's. Many boys were jealous of it but they didn't dare try to attack me in any way because if they did let's just say the members "took care of them" which I can already tell what they mean.
"Y/N, come here!" I hear Jennie call to me.
I approach her to the desk she is sitting at.
"So, you enjoy it here, baby boy~?" She asked me seductively and I nod slowly.
"Good, because your going to enjoy this as much as I will." She said to me before getting up from her seat and sits on my lap.
She stared at me with her deadly eyes which makes me shiver before she slowly caresses my face. She slowly moves her head towards mine and our lips interlocked with each other.
She began to insert her tongue into mine and begins to explore the inside of my mouth. It wasn't exactly love but pure hunger. At this point it was dragging on for too long but thankfully she pulled away, and I immediately begin to catch my breath.
"Oh, this is just the beginning, where not done yet~" She warns me.
"Yah, Jennie why don't we get to kiss him?" Rose whines to her and Jennie turns to look at her.
"You will get to eventually." She says to her.
She then pulls a knife out of her bag which makes my eyes widen.
"Now, the real fun begins!" She announced and the girls smirk at the sight.
"Oh god..." I said before closing my eyes.
                                                      Game Over
I just looked at the computer in disbelief of what I just played. Seriously what type of dating simulator is this?!
"I think I better get rid of this." I suggest to myself before I move the mouse to delete the game.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you~." I hear 4 girls say to me which makes my stomach drop.
I spin my office chair to see that somehow the same four girls are now in my room!!!
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"How the hell did they get here!?!?" I question in my thoughts as I have no idea what to do.
"We have our ways if your wondering how we got here." Lisa says to me.
"But now your ours forever~." Jisoo says to me with a evil smile.
"Ah, nuts." I muttered.
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iicheeze · 1 year
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YALL IMAGINE THIS
your an assassin being hired to kill this person in exchange for a very big amount of money so ofc you take the commission
and your mission is to befriend the target so you can kill them in the least suspecting way
like poisoning their tea or giving them flowers with toxic scent that could kill a Sumpter Beast in seconds
or maybe choking them when they're asleep or sedated with food that you served that's drugged with sleeping medicine
but the target is always two steps ahead of you and is always aware of your plans so they tease you by trying to convince you to taste-test the food you made or drink the Camomile Tea you prepared for them
Yandere Target that's obsessed with the chasing whether its negative or positive and keeps destroying your current and upcoming plans just so they can keep you for a little longer and enjoy the chase
Kaeya Alberich, Albedo Kreideprinz, Lisa Minci, Childe, Ningguang, Xingqiu, Yelan, Kamisato Ayato, Shikanoin Heizou, Kaedehara Kazuha, Tighnari, Cyno, Al-Haitham, Wanderer, Dottore
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b000mbayah · 1 year
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Blackpink as yandere types
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Requested: Yes
Word count: 720
Warnings: Forced love
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Jisoo- Training
●Jisoo has always been kind of forceful, even when you were just friends.
●She had always demanded you go places with her, to never raise your voice when in her presence.
●But since you started dating, Jisoos temperamental demands only worsened.
●Jisoo had almost always demanded your vocal and physical affection to be a certain way depending on her mood.
●And if you got that wrong, oh boy, was she ready to cause you some issues.
●With mistakes comes consequences, and she knows all the right ways to make you feel awful if you do something wrong.
●She'd put you under heavy observation, keeping you strictly under her control.
●She'd have you say certain things for food,
●Or hug her a certain way just to get in bed.
●Think of Jisoo as the Queen.
●Now bow down to her every command.
●She loves you. She really does
●She just wants you to love her the way she desires to be loved.
"Say it, and I'll let you rest for tonight. Come on, just say you love me… Say it!"
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Jennie- self indulgent
●Jennie thinks of herself as the most important person to have ever lived.
●And because of this, she believes you should think this way, too.
●She wants you to bow down to her.
●She wants you to worship her, to kiss her knuckles every time you greet each other.
●Jennie is selfish and only wants to satisfy her own desires and whims.
●She could do it without you, but she chooses not to.
●So you should bow down to her because of your fortunate situation.
●You don't understand how fortunate you are…
●How worthless you are without her…
●She'll make your life so much better, if only you obey her every word.
●You're her obedient pet,
●and she doesn't see you any other way.
"You want to go for a walk? I don't remember allowing you to request such things my love"
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Rosé- Delusional
●Rosé has a genuine belief that you're in love with her.
●Her mind blurs the line between reality and deception, creating a lucid mesh of both worlds to create one.
●Rosé would swoon and giggle when in your presence, blushing mad anytime you even glance at her.
●She'd stutter and mumble when spoken to, all while smiling like a love drunk fool.
●However, if anyone was to try and tell her otherwise, she'd flip a switch and act more aggressive than not.
●She'd happily take that person aside and firmly reassure them that you were happily taken by theirs truly.
●She'll always see herself as right, opposed to others, with her reasons perfectly justified in the name of love.
●This unhealthy personality of hers makes everything she does almost unredeemable.
●Rosé is almost always in a state of denial, especially when you show any sort of romantic interest in another.
●You're hers,
●You've made her believe that,
●Or were you just stringing her along this whole time?
"No, she loves me, and I love her. No one can get between us, not even the petty blond chatting her up. She'll come to me, just wait and see"
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Lisa- Harmless type
●Lisa could never hurt you.
●She's never thought of it, nor has she ever attempted it either.
●Her muscles would clench and stiffen at any sudden movement, giving her the disability to hit.
●She loves you dearly, and would try so hard to become your girlfriend.
●But she'd never harm anyone to get to you.
●If you were dating someone else, she'd accept it, but it wouldn't stop her from low-key obsessing over you as a "friend"
●But if you weren't dating someone and were open to the idea of a relationship, she'd slither her way in slowly.
●She'd be shy but confident at the same time.
●She'd stutter, but hold eye contact.
●She'd stumble, but hold great posture.
●Lisa would constantly seek out "friendly" hugs,
●This way, she could adopt your scent for a while.
●Everything about you just makes her smile.
●You make her weak.
"She's just so cute!! I just- I just... Ahh!"
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cheegu3 · 9 days
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Yandere blackpink reaction you being jealous
warnings; yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, jealousy, sexual themes, violence, mentions of addiction, swearing, cheating
blackpink - reaction to you being jealous
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Jisoo
She was extremely smart and very meticulous in any social setting, foreseeing the way she needed to be so she could manipulate her way into getting whatever she wanted.
You knew this, how charming she could be when she really wanted to. But the way people would fall for it so easily made you roll your eyes.
She caught it before you did, it was jealousy and you had no idea. You just thought you reacted that way and felt genuine anger inside, because people were so easy to manipulate and sway.
Jisoo noticed it on one night in particular, when there was no doubt in her mind that you were jealous. You were shooting daggers her way when she stood by a producer trying to land a deal for you.
She smirked towards you which you misinterpreted and it only fueled your anger. You stomped out of the club and pushed anyone who was in your way while doing so.
'' Excuse me, '' she said to the producer, putting a hand on his shoulder and squeezing it slightly as she gave him her friendliest smile.
He nodded, entranced by her beauty and charm so he let her sneak away. Jisoo hurried after you, wanting to catch up quickly before you left altogether; she'd never seen you quite like this before so you might be unpredictable.
'' Here you are. ''
You raised your head slowly, wiping the angry tears that had fallen while you cursed in the alleyway outside the club.
'' What? '' you snapped.
'' Now you know how it feels. ''
You glared at her. '' What are you talking about? To see your girlfriend be eye-fucked by someone? ''
She let out an amused laugh.
'' No, baby. To be so in love that your person is a drug to you. And, why would an addict want you to steal their drug away? ''
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Jennie
She would be beaming on the inside since her trick worked, but would try to keep it cool on the outside.
Expressing her feelings directly felt uncomfortable so she tried giving you hints, very subtle ones, that she wanted you to be more affectionate towards her.
When it didn't work, she started flirting with people in front of you, but you didn't really notice it. So she had to resort to flirting on social media and sliding into people's DM's for you to finally see it.
'' What are you doing? ''
You pulled back your girlfriend by the shoulder so she turned around facing you. She feigned an innocent look, but you saw her eyes glint.
'' What do you mean? ''
You felt at a loss for words, only managing a scoff and gesturing to the man in front who was eying her up and down.
'' You've told me so many times that you didn't want to date me. So, why can't I fuck someone else if we're not dating? ''
'' Jennie, '' you hissed, you were getting angry and she could tell by your tone that you wanted to speak in private, but doing it in front of everyone was much more fun.
She turned with a small smirk on her face and you noticed by the way that she was moving towards the person that she was going to kiss them. Before their lips met, you did what she had waited for you to do - drag her away.
She felt victorious when she slyly said, '' Finally, took you some time.''
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Rosé
She didn't even do it on purpose, it just happened very often that people tried hitting on her.
Any time she visited your campus, you mentally prepared yourself for when they rushed to her side. You watched in disgust as they clung to her and flirted very openly while completely ignoring you.
Rosé had no idea you got jealous when people hit on her, especially when she'd playfully flirt back. You didn't care the first few times, but the more it happened, the more you started seething inside.
However, your pride kept you from confessing you were jealous. You'd usually hold it together and then calm yourself down once you went home and she returned her attention to you again.
One time, you just couldn't hold it together anymore and you lost control.
You were coming out of a class and Rosé ran into your arms, a big bright grin on her face. She was holding your favorite flowers in her hand which she gave to you.
'' Rosé! ''
She turned around and you felt a hint of annoyance at seeing her give that group of girls the same smile she had just given you a couple of seconds ago.
Your girlfriend went over to them and started talking. Bored, you restlessly started playing with the petals of the flowers while you waited.
When you looked up again, you saw that one of the girls was resting her head on Rosé's shoulder, her hand snaked around her waist as she looked up longingly at her.
The bouquet fell to the floor; you stormed over and slapped the girl so hard that everyone in the hall turned quiet.
'' What the fuck! ''
Once what you had just done settled in, your expression turned and you took Rosé by the hand to quickly leave.
'' Were you jealous, baby? '' she asked on the way out.
She tried to sound normal but you could hear the happiness and smugness in her voice. You nodded and sighed, suddenly being hit by embarrassment.
'' That was hot. ''
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Lisa
It would boost her ego immensely and she wouldn't hold back on showing that, as well as teasing you about it.
You had broken up with her after some time of casual dating, telling her that you didn't like her in the same way and that it wouldn't work out. In reality, her obsessive tendencies freaked you out. One day you walked into her room while she wasn't home and saw tons of pictures of you, some were before you even knew her.
But, a week after you'd broken up, while trying to cope with everything that had happened and this shattered view of Lisa you now had; your friends brought you outside to the local carnival.
In the distance, you thought you saw her dyed hair which often caught your attention since it stuck out from everyone else's.
'' Hello? Are you listening? '' your friend said, sounding very offended and irritated.
'' Yeah, sorry, I thought I saw someone. ''
'' Who- oh no, no way you're still hung up over her. ''
You bit your lip and frowned, '' What is she doing here? Is she not busy? ''
'' You're probably mistaken. ''
But you couldn't shake the image, even as your friends dragged you towards the Ferris wheel. An idea popped into your mind.
'' I'll be right back, I don't wanna ride this one so I'll go to the bathroom. ''
'' Okay, we'll wait for you after! ''
You gave them a weak smile, mind already being filled by just her. Hurriedly you ran towards the middle where you had seen her and then hoisted yourself up on a haybale to get a better view.
Sure enough, there she was, her pink hair catching your attention immediately as it almost looked like bubblegum among all the other darker heads.
Right at that moment she turned to look at something and your eyes caught each other. Your attention curiously shifted to the person she was with and when you saw that she was on a date with someone who was very affectionate to her, your face fell at once.
You jumped down and stormed over. '' You've already found a rebound? ''
Something in her eyes sparkled, but she contained the smirk that wanted to form on her lips.
'' What's the problem...jealous? ''
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aphroditelovesu · 9 months
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💗💓yandere Lisa x male reader imagine
❝💗❞ - "I just want to love you until the day we both stop breathing."
❝💓❞ - "I love you more than you can imagine. Please don't doubt or belittle my feelings."
❝tw: possessive behavior, mention of overprotection, dub-con at the end.
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Being Lalisa Manoban's boyfriend had its advantages and disadvantages. Most of the time it was just the pluses but there were days when you thought about the minuses.
And today was one of those days.
You loved her, you really did, but sometimes it was hard to deal with your girlfriend's overprotective behavior.
Lisa was an amazing woman and you considered yourself lucky to be loved by her, but at times it was exhausting to deal with her paranoia. She was so controlling and protective that it made you angry at times.
You couldn't do many things because she considered it "dangerous". Hell, sometimes she doesn't want to let you go to the bathroom alone.
Many times you questioned whether it was still worth it, whether it was worth continuing with her. But you couldn't break up with her, you loved her and you learned to love Lisa's possessive way. You were addicted to her, her scent, her touch. You always felt loved when Lisa was with you.
And it was amazing to feel loved. You could sometimes even feel like a god at how much this woman worships you. And damn, you loved it. It felt good to be so loved and cherished and the fact that she was the most beautiful woman you'd ever met was just a bonus.
"(Y/N)?"
You put those thoughts out of your head the moment you heard your girlfriend's voice. You smiled weakly as she sat down next to you on the couch, hugging you to the side and laying her head on your shoulders. She was so adorable.
"Hi...." You murmured and kissed her softly, pulling away soon.
Lisa frowned and looked at you with concern.
"What's wrong, my love? Are you sick? In pain? Did someone do something to you?!" Her tone became more and more demanding with each word she uttered and you sighed loudly.
She worried a lot and for no reason.
"I'm fine, love. Nobody did anything to me, I was just thinking." You shrugged and Manoban's beautiful features relaxed at your words.
"Thinking about what?" She seemed genuinely curious and you internally debated whether to speak the truth.
But in the end you decided it was better to tell the truth. You wanted this relationship to work and hiding important things like that is not how you're going to achieve that.
You cleared your throat and looked into your girlfriend's brown eyes. You caressed her face lovingly and Lisa leaned in for your touch.
"I...I've been thinking about our relationship." You admitted still touching her face.
Lisa opened her eyes and stared at you, "Thinking about what? Our future marriage? Our future children?" She warmed to the idea of ​​starting a family with you.
You smiled inwardly at her enthusiasm.
"No... We're not there yet." You laughed and she shrugged, "But I was thinking about... Well, everything we are."
Lisa just stared at you, not understanding where you were going with this conversation.
"I thought about your, uh, overprotective and possessive behavior."
Lisa arched an eyebrow and leaned against the couch.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Well, you're very protective and jealous and I feel uncomfortable about that sometimes." You muttered, feeling disturbed that Lisa still kept her expression calm.
She was silent for a few minutes, looking at your face as if you had two heads. When you were going to say something, she broke the silence.
"I love you more than you can imagine." She said seriously, "Please don't doubt or belittle my feelings."
You blinked. "What? Lisa, I'm not belittling your feelings, but it's just-"
She stopped you by putting a finger in your mouth.
"I love you more than anything! Why do you keep being so stupid?" She snarled and held your face tightly, "I'll do anything for you and you're so ungrateful!"
You were silent.
"Everything I do has a reason! I protect you because the world is dangerous and there are bad people who can hurt you and I will never allow that as long as I'm alive!" Lisa was practically screaming, "There's nothing wrong with the way I love you! I'm doing what every girlfriend does, so why can't you be satisfied with it?!"
"You know that's not it!" You said, getting irritated by her sudden outburst.
"So what is it?" She was staring at you with fury in her eyes and you felt scared. That was the first time you felt genuine fear of Lisa.
"You're suffocating me!"
Lisa's eyes widened and she pushed you onto the sofa, making you lie down and she climbed into your lap, looking into your face seriously.
"Am I?" She laughed, "Good."
You started to panic at the scary expression on Lisa's face. She looked ready to do something she definitely wouldn't regret and it scared the shit out of you.
"I just want to love you until the day we both stop breathing." She chuckled and kissed you hard. You moaned in surprise and tried to pull away, but Lisa held you in place, kissing you with overwhelming passion and desire.
It would do no good to fight it. You belonged to her and always would. You finally closed your eyes and succumbed to Lisa's obsession.
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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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pinkie-pop · 6 months
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"Do Paimons Dream of Floating Sheep?"
Mondstadt: Part I Part II Part III Part IV
Based on this
Featuring: Gender-Neutral Reader, Paimon!Reader, Genshin Impact various x Reader, Yandere Genshin Impact
Word count: 3k
Synopsis: Being dragged into the world of your favorite video game is hardly your idea of a relaxing Saturday, and being dragged into the world of your favorite game, taking over the role of mascot even less so. Unfortunately, it seems fate has no interest in what you consider to be a normal day, and it will do anything to replace your idea of normal entirely.
Includes: Fear of heights, death, vomiting, Reader straight up not having a good time
Stormterror has arrived in Mondstadt city.
You, the Traveler, and Amber run past the city gates as Stormterror lunges towards the giant statue. Three large, whistling tornados whirl to life at his command. You can clearly see the tainted blood pulsing upon his back. It seems your plan of stopping Stormterror without hassle has completely fallen apart. Of course. Of course, it wouldn’t be that easy. You suppose not even the Anemo Archon himself is strong enough to go against the script. 
You narrowly avoid a gust of wind that comes your way, but the Traveler isn’t so lucky. He’s swept up by the current immediately, reaching out a hand to you as if you held the power to stop it.
You don’t. 
You can’t do anything.
“Kaeya!” Amber calls, running up to the blue-haired man. The two of them begin chatting, catching each other up to speed on the situation at hand. “Kaeya, this is [Name] and Aether, and…wait, where’s Aether?” 
“He got swept uo by the storm. Look,” you say, pointing up towards him.
“He’s fighting Stormterror?” Says Amber. “But that’s so dangerous!”
“Amber, why does he have one of your windgliders?” Asks Kaeya. 
“Huh? Oh, uh…eheh…No…reason…” Amber scratches the back of her head and Kaeya raises an eyebrow. You’re pretty sure he only asked that to get a rise out of her. You pay it no mind, however, instead focusing on the battle above you. You want to help, but there’s nothing you can do. You’re not the protagonist of this story. No, you’re nothing but a mascot. You can do nothing but grit your teeth and watch.
Meanwhile…
A gust of wind picks Aether right up off of the ground, hurtling upwards towards the sky. He uses his windglider, hoping to glide down somewhere safely and reconvene with you as soon as possible. He can’t protect you from up here. 
That was his plan, but…
“I’m preventing your fall with the power of a thousand winds.” An unfamiliar voice calls out to him from beyond the clouds. He whirls around, hoping to find the source of the sound, but to no avail. 
“You can’t see me,” the voice—a male, he thinks—says. “That’s okay, just listen to my voice. They’re safe down there. I need you to trust me.” Aether nods, though he isn’t sure if the man can see him. 
“Good. Now, concentrate. See yourself grasping on the wind and harness its power.” Aether does as he’s told and gathers a huge sphere of anemo and hurls it at Stormterror. He weaves through clouds, collecting their power and directing it back towards the dragon. The wind hits a glowing, purple spot on the dragon's back and it cries out in agony.
A weak point. Good.
Aether readies more anemo, preparing to hit the same spot again when Stormterror flies upwards and out of sight, retreating. Aether doesn’t bother chasing after it. There’s no need to. Instead, he glides back down towards the city, where you, Amber, and a person he doesn’t recognize all stand around.
Amber waves Aether down as he lands, introducing him to Kaeya. “You really gave us a fright,” she says. “I can’t believe you went up against a dragon!”
“Are you okay?” You ask. “What happened up there?” 
“I heard a voice,” he said. “It told me that it prevented my fall using the ‘power of a thousand winds’.”
“Do you think it could have been Barbatos? What did the voice sound like?” You, of course, already know the answer to these questions, but you ask anyways, hoping to guide the conversation to a realization.
“It sounded like the voice of a young boy,” says Aether. “I don’t know who it was, though.”
“The power of a thousand winds, hmm?” Kaeya puts a hand up to his chin, seeming to be in deep thought. “I don’t know if the voice you heard really was Barbatos or not, but either way, I think we ought to report this to our Acting Grand Master.” 
The four of you head to the Knights of Favonius Headquarters, where Jean and Lisa are there waiting for you.
“Mondstadt welcomes you, windborne travelers. I am Jean, the Acting Grand Master, and this is Lisa, our resident librarian.”
“Oh, are you two sweeties here to help us out? You’re both so adorable! Especially you, cutie,” Lisa winks at you. “Sadly, the timing is regrettable… Stormterror, or Dvalin, his true name, has been ravaging our cities as of late. The Ley Lines and elemental energy are completely out of control.” 
”Right,” Jean says. “If it weren’t for that, we would have had better ways to help you than just putting up wanted posters. We simply ask that you rest in Mondstadt while we help look for your sister.”
“Sounds good. Where’s the Inn?” You sputter as his lax response. Wasn’t the protagonist supposed to be eager to help?
“H-hey! Shouldn’t we at least offer to help out?” Aether looks at you as if to ask, ‘Why would we do that?’ “I mean, isn’t that the right thing to do? Besides, if that really was the voice of Barbatos you heard, wouldn’t he be more likely to help us if we help him first?” You say. Aether seems to ponder over this for a minute, then nods. 
“Alright. If you want to help, then let’s help.”
“Good. In that case, we’ll need a plan.” Kaeya says.
"Since Stormterror is now attacking the city directly, we may have an
opportunity to cut this problem off at the source. Lisa has revealed the sources of Stormterror's power with her magic."
"Right," Lisa says. "They're located in the abandoned Four Winds' Temples. Stormterror's ability is likely the result of it drawing its power from the temples. Our objective is to deal with three of the four temples.
"I trust everyone understands why we are only dealing with three." Jean looks around for confirmation, and everyone, save for Aether, nods their head.
"I don't," says the Traveler.
"Dvalin is the last of the four winds," you explain.
"Knights of Favonius," Everyone seems to stand at even greater attention as Jean addresses them. "Time is against us. We need to take the initiative and act before the situation gets even worse. There is no point in maintaining a defensive position."
•~•~•~•~•~•
You and the Traveler arrive at the Temple of The Falcon where Amber is waiting for you. 
"[Name]! Traveler! It's good to see you," she says as you approach. The three of you exchange greetings, and Amber fills you in on the mission. 
"These temples have been abandoned for years now, so there might be a monster nest inside. [Name], you can't fight, right? Don't worry, just leave it to me! I'll protect you!" 
"Me too," says Aether. You smile at them.
"Alright, I'm counting on you. Let's head in." Aether and Amber nod, and the three of you enter the temple.
The temple is more or less how you remember it (though, to be perfectly honest, you hardly remember it at all), a decrepit building with an open ceiling showcasing the "sky" above. There's a pyro mechanism shooting fire to your left and a few boxes to your right. Amber shoots the mechanism to put it out of commission, then you and your party head left. 
A Door of Resurrection activates as you walk past it, and you find yourself wondering what would happen if someone were to die here. The door indicates that they would come back, just like in a video game, but there's no way to know for sure.
Unless…
No. You can live with not knowing. You hope you never have to find out.
Amber and Aether make quick work of the rooms while you stand back and try to stay out of the way. It isn’t long at all before you end up in the third or fourth room. That on its own is hardly anything notable, but this room is different from the others. 
In the previous rooms, you could see the “sky” above you, but you had no way of knowing whether it was real or not. Did the domain create its own sky? Was it a pocket dimension? You had no way to know for certain. 
Until now, that is. 
You stare out into the sea of clouds before you, your feet planted firmly on a floating pedestal in the sky, and at once, you know. This is the truth behind the domains. They are not just old ruins, they are gateways. Portals to another world. 
Perhaps you can find your own world through these as well…
You are brought out of your musings by an arrow shooting its way past you and popping the anemo slime in front of you. Then, two more, and again, more slimes fall, each creating a wind current upwards. Amber and the Traveler both outstretch their hands to you, windgliders already at the ready.
“Let’s glide together!” They say in unison, then turn around to glare at the other. Though you feel a little awkward about taking sides, you eventually take Amber’s hand and allow her to carry you. She is the champion glider of Mondstadt, after all. You trust her experience. You don’t look at Aether when you take her hand, you know you wouldn’t be able to bear his hurt face if you did.
The three of you set off into the air, and you try not to look down. Unfortunately, the view upwards is hardly any less nervewracking. You see a large anemo slime off in the distance, heading straight towards you. Amber can’t shoot it while she’s carrying you, and Aether is too far away to hit it with his sword. It is all you can do to brace for impact as the slime shoots wind your way, knocking you from Amber’s hold.
You fall, but only for a moment. Something catches you.
No, that’s not quite right. Nothing catches you. You catch yourself. You’re flying. It’s terrifying. It’s exhilarating. Amber and Aether are both gaping at you as you twirl around in the air. Perhaps this new body isn’t so bad after all. 
You fly up to the top platform, then start to get dizzy, so you lower yourself to the floor. 
“I thought you were afraid of heights,” Amber teased, gliding up to you.
“This is different,” you huff. “At least when I’m flying, I can control where I’m going. You can’t do that with a windglider at all!” 
“I suppose that’s true,” Amber laughs. “Still, though, that really surprised me. I had no idea you could fly.” 
“You’re not the only one,” Aether chimes in. 
“I actually didn’t know I could do that either.” You say. 
Finally, you arrive in the room where Stormterror’s crystal is. It doesn’t take long for Aether to destroy it with the power of anemo while Amber gives support and you watch. 
•~•~•~•~•~•
You and the Traveler arrive at the Temple of The Wolf, where Kaeya is waiting for you. 
“Ah, [Name], it’s good to see you. You too, Traveler.” You think Kaeya is trying to wink, but there’s really no way to be sure. Either way, his flirtatious tone has Aether glaring. You have a feeling this raid is going to be exhausting, and not just physically. “Come closer. Can you smell that?” Kaeya says, gesturing to the two of you.
“Uh…smell what?” You ask. 
“Something has happened in the temple. I imagine there’ll be slimes, hilichurls, and whatever is giving Stormterror that power. Ah, don’t worry about the fighting, [Name], your friend and I will take care of that.” Perhaps it’s just his voice, but there’s something oddly gleeful in his tone that sets you off.
“I’m not some damsel, you know?!”
You smile and nod, but you don’t say anything. The three of you head off into the domain, where another series of challenges await you. 
Another Door of Resurrection bursts to life in front of you, and it occurs to you that no one commented on the last one. Perhaps it’s something only you can see..? You open your mouth to ask, but Kaeya speaks up first.
“Hm, if I’m not mistaken, the end of the temple should be up there.” You look up. Above you is a large platform in the sky where, like Kaeya guessed, lies the end of the temple. You’re trying to figure out how to get a wind current to take you up there when an idea strikes you.
Right. How could you have forgotten?
“Leave it to me!” You say, glad to finally have something to do. You crack your knuckles, bracing yourself for flight. How did this go again? Right, first you need to lift off, then…
You did it! You’re flying! You look down, excited to see the look on Kaeya’s face when…
You look down. Oh. Oh wow. The ground sure is far. Were you always this high up? You start to feel nauseous. You hear Aether’s voice, but it sounds so far away. The room is spinning; you’re seeing double. Is the ground getting bigger or are you getting closer? 
Dizziness overtakes you, and you fall head-first into the stone flooring. You feel pain shoot up from your neck down to the base of your spine, but only for a moment. 
“Hm, if I’m not mistaken, the end of the temple should be up there.”
Huh..?
You blink, looking around dumbly as confusion washes over you. Green light pulses from behind you.
Could it be? You whip around, staring at the Door of Resurrection as if it would grow a mouth and tell you the answers. But it doesn’t. It doesn’t even need to. You already know.
You just died. But the Door saved you. 
“[Name]? We really ought to get a move on. What are you spacing out for?” Kaeya’s voice tears you away from your thoughts.
“I…I’m afraid of heights. I’m sorry, but I can’t go up there. I’ll wait for you down here.” Aether looks at you, clearly worried but unsure of what to say. 
“At least when I’m flying, I can control where I’m going. You can’t do that with a windglider at all!”
You try to smile at Aether, urging him to go on despite his worries.
At least when I’m flying…
Aether, after much hesitation, leaves with Kaeya. They’ll make quick work of the temple, you’re sure. Perhaps even quicker than they would have with you around. 
I can control where I’m going.
You let out a sigh as you sink to the floor.
Nothing else happens.
•~•~•~•~•~•
You and the Traveler arrive at the Temple of The Lion, where Lisa is waiting for you.
“Hey there, cuties. Good to see you—especially you, [Name].” Lisa winks at you, leaving you a bit puzzled. Her words seem to have put Aether in a bad mood. Well, you wouldn’t be happy if someone called you their second favorite, either. Still exhausted from the last temple, you merely wave to Lisa, hoping to get this temple over with as soon as possible. “Is everyone ready?” She asks. You nod. 
“I hope this trip is uneventful,” you murmur. The doors open, and the three of you step inside. You allow your mind to wander as you follow behind the others. Normally, it’d be a bad idea to be so absent-minded in a domain, but…
Well, what’s the worst that could happen? 
You shuffle along through the hallways as Aether and Lisa take care of any nearby threats. As suspected, they really didn’t need you here. Well, that���s okay. You’re fine with being useless so long as it means you can rest. 
Aether slashes another hilichurl with his sword, and for a moment, you imagine yourself in its place. You wonder what it would feel like to die from an injury like that. Surely, it can’t be pleasant. Would it be worse than the stomach-dropping sensation of falling from a great height? Would it be worse than a broken neck? You aren’t sure. More hilichurls fall to the ground. It isn’t like the game. They don’t just disintegrate when they die. They bleed when they’re hit, their corpses don’t disappear. There’s no XP or rewards to be found here. Only bloodshed. Only death.
This whole temple reeks of iron. You cover your nose and mouth, but the stench doesn’t go away.
You don’t think you can take any more of this. You turn and run down the nearest hall, heaving and retching when you arrive in the next room over. You can hardly hear it over your own vomiting, but the sound of stone rolling across stone comes from behind you. You glance back down the hall, only to see it replaced with a solid stone wall.
Fuck.
You bang your hands on the wall and yell for help, but you succeed in nothing except for making your voice tired and your hands bruised. You might be here for a while, so you look around.
The room is square, and completely empty aside from a pedestal in the center (one that you really should have noticed earlier), upon which rests a glowing book of some sort. The cover is lined with gold, and it looks as though it holds the galaxy between its twinkling pages. 
You walk closer to it, hoping to get a better look. The book opens itself before you, and at once, you recognize it.
It’s the Archive.
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z4rph1m · 1 year
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𝕽𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖗𝖘𝖊 {𝕸𝖔𝖓𝖉𝖘𝖙𝖆𝖉𝖙 𝖎𝖓𝖙𝖗𝖔𝖉𝖚𝖈𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓}
𝓨𝓪𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓮 𝓰𝓮𝓷𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓷 𝔁𝓴𝓷𝔂 𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓭𝓮𝓻
/rɪˈmɔːs/
noun
deep regret or guilt for a wrong committed.
"they were filled with remorse and shame"
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Monstadt was interesting to say the least
The people there are quite welcoming but the knights are…
Well, inefficient in your opinion
Jean and Lisa are an interesting duo
You and Lisa would mostly go out for tea or talk about mondstadt
You would try to advise jean to not overwork herself (even tho you do it to yourself) but other than that, you enjoy her company
Kaeya is an interesting person to say the least…
You were able to tell that he’s faking the playful persona of his but you never bother to try to call him out.
Maybe he has a good reason to have that persona
Amber kinda reminds you of tanjiro
She’s optimistic and always offer you to go gliding with her
When you first met diluc, you thought of giyuu
But, the more you spend time with him, the more you understand why he rather kept stuff to himself rather than being socialized
Venti is an interesting person
He’s an anemo archon living in disguise as a mortal by the name of Venti
He’s quite an alcoholic but other than that, he can be serious when needed
You enjoy hes company but maybe try to reduce his drinking
Barbara is a great person
You would always to go her show whenever you have the chance and would try to your best to protect her from creeps that always disturb her (Albert…)
Razor past reminds you of inosuke but instead of boars, he was raised by wolfs
It surprise you when razor was calm and not really that loud unlike inosuke
You try to your best to teach him a bit of writing and maybe teach him how to hunt for Meats
Everyone there is kind and is always willing to help yet, why do you have this guilt…
It hurt you seeing how all of them try to find a way to make you feel like home but do you do in return?
You distant yourself from them…
You’re scared that maybe once you leave this world, you will miss them and you will hurt them just by going back to your original world…
What did you do to deserve this kind of treatment…
Now that mondstadt problem is solve, It’s time for both you and Lumine to go to Mondstadt
But, why did everyone eyes darken when you told them that?
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stonyoongi · 2 years
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➙ REACTION: You're pregnant
PARING: BLACKPINK x bisexual female!reader | Yandere Au
WARNINGS: kidnapping, stalking, mention of abortion, jennie is obsessed with reader's appearance
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Although you were trying to hide from your family, friends and even your problematic boyfriend, she already knew you were pregnant when she solved it was the perfect time to claim you like her.
Being your boss, it was not difficult for Kim Jisoo to attract you to your future home, using the excuse that it would be a business trip in which she would need you, her helping assistant. She chose a mansion located in the field, far from the city and anyone who could dare to try to steal you from her. She hired a dozen security guards to avoid that in a reckless act, you tried to leave it.
Jisoo knew that only she could take good care of you and your baby. She was the only one capable of providing a happy, safe and full of love for you.
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She does not see you like a wife, girlfriend or anything like that. You are your beautiful little doll, it is nothing more than a toy with which it has fun combing, wearing, making and fucking occasionally. Why would she want a baby with you? No chance! Children are noisy, probably the most annoying beings of all time. In addition, the effects of a pregnancy under your body would be disastrous. You would be disgusted with a large and round belly, breasts filled with milk. Only thought causes nausea in her.
When the symptoms start, she buys you several pregnancy tests and forces you to go through them all. Her face is expressionless as the results confirm her suspicions.
— I'll find a way to get rid of this garbage.— she says with conviction and you know it won't do any good to try to argue for your baby's life.
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Hiding in your closet, she overheard you confiding in your best friend about your newfound pregnancy. You were crying in despair, terrified of becoming a mother, even considering the idea of ​​having an abortion.
The urge to come out of hiding and hug you, stroke your hair, and kiss your forehead almost consumed her. She just wanted to let you know that everything was fine and that you didn't have to worry as she would take good care of you and your baby. She can already imagine you in a cute little house, along with the baby and a dog. She just dreams of building a happy family with you.
And for that dream to come true, she'll find a way to get rid of anyone who threatens your happiness, starting with the horrible human being who dared touch you so intimately to result in a pregnancy and isn't even here supporting you.
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First, she felt terribly guilty for being such a coward and not coming out to you while she had the chance. If she had gotten ahead of herself, you wouldn't have gotten involved with that asshole guy and ended up in this state.
Lisa loves you madly and makes plans for you, but neither of them has a baby. She doesn't hate children, quite the contrary, she sees them as the purest and cutest beings of all time, but there is no room for anyone else in the life she dreams of having by your side. She knows she sounds selfish, but just the thought of having to share your attention makes her angry.
She'll see to it that you don't even meet the child after birth.
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"Guys, I wanna uhm...leave the art club."
"It's just that some people made me realize I don't really have anything to add here. Rosie is good at making murals and paintings, Jisoo is great with campaigns, Lisa has incredible ideas, and Jennie has connections everywhere. All I really do is just sit around and give moral support while you guys work your butts off. Im useless! :("
-🧚🏻‍♀️
"How could you ever suggest that? Actually, who said such idiotic things to you?" Jennie frowns, hurt crossing her eyes at the thought of you ever feeling that way.
"Y/N, how are you useless? So we are good at those things, are you not as well? Are you forgetting how you've helped us with everything, and reducing all you do to simple 'moral support'?" Rosie flicks a pencil around her fingers, too annoyed to feign care for the sketch in front of her.
"Exactly, you support us while we work on these things, and add your help when needed. Without you, imagine how tired and exhausted we would get. We rely on you, Y/N." Lisa moves forward to wrap you in a hug. "Don't say such silly things anymore. It hurts me—us. Hurts us."
Jisoo remains flipping through the pages in front of her, acting indifferent but you can faintly see how her fists clench under her sleeves. "If you want to leave the club so badly you can."
"Unnie!" Jennie scolds her immediately but yelps when Jisoo pinches her quickly.
"They can!" Jisoo argues back, looking up after marking one more thing on the page. "But you won't, will you, YN? Because you already know how much you mean to us. If you truly believed whoever told you such lies, you wouldn't have told us."
"So, why don't you tell us that person's name instead? As you already pointed out, Jennie has many connections, and we are all capable of handling them. Make this easy for us, and then we can all go out to dinner, hm?"
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I don’t see any Castlevania asks and that makes me sad as HELL
How would (Y/N) react to Lisa’s burning? How would Dracula’s war court react to her? And Hector and Isaac?
I'm gonna go down the platonic route and make reader Lisa and Dracula's daughter, biological or kidnapped/adopted.
Obviously, any normal human would not react well to anyone being burned at the stake- ALIVE. And maybe when the villagers caught Lisa, they caught you as well and thought you were a witch too. They burned your mother first and just when they had started to burn you, Dracula came and swooped you up and away, along with his now dead wife's remains and while you passed out due to inhaling all the smoke, sustaining some minor burn injuries and well- EXHAUSTION AND TRAUMA, your father returned to slay the entire village and later wreak havoc on all of humanity. Really, a justified reaction from a family man.
Anyways, he returns home with you in his arms and then nurses you back to health all while killing everyone outside. Now, he may still be soft to you but you are absolutely forbidden from leaving the castle. Like you cant even go outside even if Dracula accompanies you. No, he's lost his wife and if youre their bio kid who is more human than vampire unlike your older brother Alucard, then Dracula is way more protective of you. After all, he did see you almost die and really, you remind him far too much of his wife, of her humanity and her kind heart to help others that eventually got her killed.
Initially, right after Lisa's death, Dracula didn't even allow you to even leave your room, too paranoid about some unknown force killing you and him not being able to save you in time. Eventually though, with other vampires and monsters(under his control obv) in the castle, he let you out of your room, but still not out of the castle, and thats when you found out that he had thrown out Alucard and (sort of disowned him??) because your brother was not in favour of Dracula either killing the world or locking you up.
Now, like I said before, Dracula is still soft for you but with Lisa's death he's become a little... emotionally crippled. He has too much pain and hatred inside him, and he's doing his very best that you dont end up on the receiving end of these very negative and very dangerous emotions. However, he sometimes... loses control. When you keep on persisting about how all of this is wrong, about how he shouldnt kill ALL humans, how he shouldnt lock you up or break what remains of this family, he lets his anger out on you. Only a little. He'd yell at you, tell you that you're far too stupid an naive and stubborn to understand what he's doing or why, ask if you're going to side with those murderers that you so desperately want to save over your own family? Are you that blind? He'd drag you back to your room, lock you in there because he wont have you questioning him like he's the bad guy here.
But soon after that, he'd be found sitting in front of one of Lisa's portraits, probably one where she's cradling baby you and he'd start talking to her, trying to explain himself, how he did not mean to blow up at you but you just wouldn't listen to him. The one sided conversation would always end with Dracula feeling guilty and he returns to your room with a heavy heart that just sinks more when he sees you asleep, tear streaks now drying on your cheeks. Sitting on your bed, he'd pet your hair, mumble something about how he loves you and cant afford to risk losing you, smiling softly when you shuffle closer to him.
Since Dracula knows Hector is loyal and sincere to him, he will allow you to have him as your friend. After all, you would need some company in the castle and vampire dad on murder spree is not exactly someone who is ideal for friendship at the moment. So, he permits and even encourages Hector to socialise with you and comfort you. And Hector has a bleeding heart too, so you're in luck because he will happily listen to you express your emotions and provide you with free therapy (he makes dead, one missing limb/eye puppies alive for you🥺) He just wanna protect u too, and while he doesnt agree with you being locked up in the castle, its better than the alternative. Also, has and will fight Isaac 1000% if he talks shit about you because youre human.
As for the court, they know that you are now the only thing dear to Dracula, and while one wouldnt say that you have the vampire king wrapped around your finger, he comes pretty close to it. But its no use really because they cant exactly use you to make Dracula listen to them... or can they?
Considering that you're pretty against the whole "Vampire uprising-kill all humans" plan, they cant persuade you to enslave or kill humans. What they can do is gain Dracula's favour by being... kind to you? Okay take Carmilla for example (because she's the only one I can remember from the court. Her and the brash, red haired vamp?) Now she's smart, she's manipulative and she knows exactly how to use this opportunity. She starts to befriend you by first agreeing that she understands why you're against your father's actions but also tells you that you must understand his decisions from his side. "Your mother was a kind woman, a brilliant doctor and from what I've heard, your father loved her very much. And if you've ever been in love, then you would understand why he's doing all of this." And of course Dracula overhears this because come on, nothing happens in his castle without his knowledge. So yes, he shows slight favouritism towards Carmilla among the court and he may allow her to hang around you a bit (only after Carmilla convinced him that you needed a female friend in your life, and its always better to be in her company than any of those perverted men of his court) but even then, Dracula doesn't completely trust her around you and so he wont allow you two be in contact often.
Dracula would also be way more conscious of your feelings with time, because he will realise eventually that he was far too caught up in his own pain and plan for vengeance that he forgot to see how you were coping with the loss of your mother. If any of the vampires are heard saying something even remotely mean to you, if he even hears Isaac even breathing in disgust at the sight of you because you were part human, they will be swiftly dealt with (girl, he murders them all).
You're his baby, his sweet human kid, his little princess and he wont have anyone or anything taking you away from him. (LET HIM PULL YOU IN HIS LAP AND WRAP HIS CLOAK AROUND YOU AND DRIFT OFF IN HIS ARMS BECAUSE YOU'RE THE ONLY WARMTH LEFT FOR HIS COLD DEAD HEART OMGGGG)
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Ah i miss Castlevania asks too, platonic yandere castlevania asks especially. everyone send in ur asks.
(omg what about yandere brother Trevor Belmont?)
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Sagau but the reader has a dragon tail and is a
They're very serious looking and only make a very intimating looking.
But the moment someone compliments them they get flustered and just tells them to move on.
But everyone witnesses their grace's tail wagging.
Lisa, kaeya or childe would definately tease them.
Sorry if my grammar is bad, english isn't my strongest language.
Dragon!Reader: Looks Serious But is A Softie?! 👀
Okay, first of all: the fact that you're a dragon to begin with? I'm pretty sure Liyue just got a huge promotion. Their archon is a literal dragon! Their Divine Creator blessed their Geo Archon with the wrath that challenges the gods he faced in the Archon War!
Honestly, Zhongli would be amazed to know that the Creator is a dragon themself. Would legit admire you and see you as their idol or something.
Oh, but this is just the start. You were helping Sara at good hunter to collect some meat because you were bored. She greatly compliments your efforts, and you try to brush it off, play it cool. It would've worked if it hadn't been your darn traitorous tail wagging like a happy puppy behind you, showing the world the unnecessary fact that you were flustered.
With this in mind....guess who told Lisa, Kaeya, and Childe...
(Quick Disclaimer: Might Be OOC!)
Lisa
The moment she heard the little incident at Good Hunter, she just had to try it herself! In a respective manner of course—she wouldn't dare nor want to do something that'll make the Creator angry! Just a little tease—surely, the creator won't be too mad?
She will probably invite you to help in the library, sorting out books or double checking the list of checked out books, making sure their not overdue.
When you're done the task, what happens, you may ask?
"My, thank you so much for your help, Your Grace~ You surely have a sharp eye even for such minor chores..." She says this with that teasing glint in her eyes, and most importantly: that smirk when she's being very sussy flirty.
The moment she sees the way your tail flaps around behind your back as your impassive face responds with something casual, this woman knows she's hit the jackpot.
"Aw...Your Grace, you truly are very adorable."
Kaeya
This man might be just as bad as Lisa, except much more sly than—ahem, flirty.
His excuse of seeing you becoming the big softie of a dragon was to ask you, of all things, to visit the gosh darn tavern for a drink or two. And, to his delight, you agreed.
It was also a good thing Charles was manning the tables tonight, because Diluc would give him the death glare for bringing someone such of high importance to get wasted with him.
But naturally, and as Kaeya suspected, you're persistence to help your people took over, and you instead spent half of the night helping Charles clean the tables. So, naturally, when Charles insists you relax, Kaeya's gotta compliment you.
"Your Grace, you sure do know how to keep things organized. That much is to expected by someone as high as you, though—must've been a piece of cake." You confirm that it was, but even with the that, your draconic tail does that little dance behind your back for the whole world to see how happy you were to be complimented for your hard labors.
This man will CHUCKLE at the sight, but won't comment on it. But he will give you that smirky smirk with THE eye that says it all. You groan into your palms again—your tail really seems to like betraying you, honestly.
"What, Your Grace? Don't be so shameful about yourself—honestly, I quite envy how cute you are." Get red-faced, bois. This captain will make you flustered till the end of your days.
Childe
The moment he hears about the incident in Mondstadt by his gossiping Fatui Agents, man's just got to try it.
So, he does the most logical, least-suspecting thing to request your presence: challenge you to a fight.
Yes, the others called him crazy for it, but does this mad lad care? Nope! This guy wants to see your tail flap in joy, that's all! Besides, it's not like he sees it often since Zhongli hides his draconic traits from the whole wide world.
So you accept the invitation to spar with him, and—do I need to tell you? You guys sparred for a good few hours. Unlike in-game playable Childe, you now have to deal with more of a in-game Boss-like Childe instead, with how many moves this guy has.
After a good sparring match or two, you guys decide to take a break. Mainly you, since you are legit dying right now.
"Good job, Your Grace! Your combat skills are as great as ever! Much expected, haha!" Yep, he delivers what his true intention is. And yes, your tail does the little dance it does, no matter how much you try to calm it and shrug it off as a daily thing to get used to.
This mad lad, like a true mad lad would, would grin. Very widely. He knows he won this "battle"—man is ecstatic about it.
But he is a little sympathetic if you act annoyed about it—it reminds him of what his younger siblings would do. If you're really upset about it, he'll try to cheer you up.
Look out for more sparring matches, he's probably pulling this stunt until you're immune to such things or you get your tail under control.
"Don't be upset, Your Grace! I'm sure if my little brother were here, he would find you cool no matter what!"
Aaandd that's it! The end of the headcanons! Hope y'all enjoyed—see you around! :)
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