#yandere lucia x reader

[babylonia-after-hours]

It's a me who've been waiting for some yan pgr stuff.

Anyway i want to talk about our best girl,Lucia (change my mind) as a yandere.

As u can see from her canon personality this girl is an absolute simp for her Commandant,so it makes sense if shes become a worshipper yan or maybe obsessive + delusional yan. (My superiority complex just turn any 2d character into yan worshipper lmao, dw tho this complexity doesn't apply on irl people somehow).

>>Lucia is ready and will sacrifice her life to serve and please her Commandant. After all, her Commandant is the one who gave her the meaning of life (+ fighting for humanity?) and the warmth she never felt before.

Doesn't matter how many times she need to die for her Commandant,The Babylonian can just make another frame of her, transfer her memories,and the last step...let Commandant give the previous warmth that the old Lucia feel. And she is ready to serve her Commandant once again.

I still haven't dive too deep for Lucia potential yan, i might go read some file and stories after school done torturing me.

And btw can i be 🎋anon? If u do any of those. Aight with this Lucia brainrot dump come to an end, imma go continue simping for Wanshi.

AND ALSO IMAGINE LUCIA PARTICIPATE IN NO SIMP SEP AND FAILED MISERABLY LMFAOO

HELLO >:D A Lucia enjoyer I see, an individual of taste. First and foremost I agree she absolutely worships her Commandant.

You were the one to chose her after all, the lone survivor of the old Gray Ravens, the Queen of the Ascent’s sister. The remains of a traitor’s squad. It certainly didn’t hurt that you were the only one compatible with her fragmented Ocean Ego. You were talented, the best and brightest Faust had to offer, but you were also kind, empathetic. Despite the stares and whispers, you had extended your hand to her. Her.

And perhaps it’s the strength of that memory that had caused those words to exit her mouth when a white-haired construct with no name appeared before you. “Commandant, please disable my pain receptors.” Because before you there was a threat, like a memory she couldn’t quite dredge up from the haze of that first betrayal. And it’s your name, even as her restored memories disappear like snowflakes melting in your palms, that carries her through a hopeless fight while a war Babylonia has already lost rages on outside.

I also raise u: alpha

Because Alpha is the original Lucia. She was the one that went through that unspeakable betrayal. She was the one that needed the love of a commandant more than the new Lucia ever would. She’d never admit but she craves it, the warmth of a Mind Beacon, calling her away from the bitterness she’d nursed for so long. She’d loved her old commandant, too. She’d followed him with the same single-mindedness that the new Lucia follows you. She could tell from looking at you, that brief meeting where you’d attacked her almost barehanded for your mimicry of Lucia.

Don’t you know, she is the original Lucia?

#yandere x reader #yandere lucia x reader #yandere punishing gray raven #🎋 anon

[lightsnowydreams]

Yandere Female x Gender Neutral Reader

cw: yandere themes, delusional coworker, implied social isolation, kidnapping, non consensual kissing, stalking and murder

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a/n: Yayy a girlie this time!! I hope you guys enjoy!

———————Minors DNI———————

‘Another day, another dollar’, is what you think as you walk towards your little locker after clocking in. Putting your things up, you bring a hand up as you yawn. You weren’t a morning person but you had bills to pay so here you are. Adjusting your work shirt, you pull your name tag out of your pocket and put it on your shirt before closing your locker door.

“Hey!”

You jump in surprise, turning to see who decided to scare you. You see your coworker, and friend, Lucia. Her bright brown wavy hair, framing her cute little face, reaching her back. Her beautiful hazel colored eyes looking up at you brightly. She was also wearing the uniform for the job, a red polo shirt and blue jeans with sneakers.

“Lucia, you scared me! What the heck?” You asked in an annoyed tone, while shooting her a small glare, not wanting to deal with this so early in the day. She giggled before responding “Lo siento but I just couldn’t help myself! Your reaction was funny.” You can hear the teasing tone in her voice as she continued to giggle.

You could feel your eyebrow twitch as you heard her giggling.

‘There she goes messing with me again.’

You let out a sigh as you straightened out your clothes. “Alright, giggles, let’s go, we have work to do.” You proceeded to walk towards the main floor, patting her shoulder as you walk by, getting ready to start the day. Not noticing how she stopped giggling and the small blush that appeared on her face.

The morning went by normally, helping customers out, stocking shelves and etc. Lunch time finally came around and you went to your usual spot outside, with your lunch on hand, which was the curb behind the building. There you see Lucia, waiting for you. She turns around and smiles once she sees you. You walk towards her.

“Hey, you’re late!” She says with a small pout at the end of her sentence. “Ah, sorry, I got caught up helping a coworker.” You respond with a sheepish smile. Lucia’s face has a look of concern, she’s well aware of what you really meant. “Helping or doing their job for them, mi vida?” She’s got you. “You know me too well, Lucia.” A small chuckle escapes from your lips. “Well let’s forget about that and eat our lunch.” Lucia sighs and reluctantly eats her lunch, occasionally sharing with you.

If only you knew.

Once your lunch break was over, you guys went back inside and continued to work. Lucia took one last look at you before walking away. It seemed like she made up her mind about something. You went back to the floor and started to help customers, the best you could. Some being thankful for your help, most being complete headaches. You just wished the day would be over.

Lucia would come by and check up on you, asking if you need any help or offering you a snack that you’d love. If a customer was being rude to you and she was there, she was quick to make them leave you alone. For someone so small, she was scary when angry. You’re just glad that was never aimed at your direction. You were thankful for her, she was your only friend in this job.

You often wondered what happened to your other friends.

Checking the time, you noticed that your shift would be over in a few more minutes. Not wasting time, you head to the back room where the employee area is and walked to your locker. Taking your stuff out and putting your equipment in for tomorrow, you close your locker and go to clock out. Once your card was punched, you start to walk outside.

A cool breeze greeted you as you stepped outside, the night sky looming above your head. Taking a deep breath, you began to walk towards your car. Just wanting to go home and take a long nap. Seeing your car nearby, there was a small pep in your step and slight smile on your face.

As you look at your car, a blur of white flies across your vision. You feel something on your face. A cloth is pressed against your nose, trying to make you smell something. You struggle against the person, trying to not inhale the odor but they somehow manage to keep the cloth on your face. Unfortunately, you needed to breathe. Every breath you take, makes you lose your vision and strength. Until you finally go unconscious, only catching a glimpse of brown hair from the corner of your eye.

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“Ah, you’re finally waking up! I was getting really worried”

A groan escaped your lips as you began to open your eyes, immediately being blinded by the lights. Trying to rub the drowsiness from your eyes, your hands were suddenly stopped. As your eyes adjusted to the light, you noticed something on your wrists.

“Do you like them? I made sure to get the perfect size for you, mi amor!”

They were handcuffs.

Panic began to spread over your body, your heart beating fast, as you quickly shot up and saw her. Lucia. She was sitting at the foot of your bed, just staring at you with a smile. You around at your surroundings briefly. It looked like a basement. Strong grey rock walls surrounded you, with no window in sight. The light source from the top, just barely lit up some of the room, while the rest remained dark. Giving it an eerie feel. The only good thing was that it was a fairly clean place, like she was preparing it for someone. In that case, it would be you.

“Mi amor?”

Her voice made you snap out of your thoughts and turn your attention to her. In the small moment that you were distracted, she got closer to you. She was now in front of you, the look in her eyes never faded. “You look so cute when you’re scared..” She said in a dreamy like tone. “I would’ve loved to see you on my bed, but I have to make sure that you don’t try to run away from me or scream for help,” her hand reaches out to caress your hair, “after all, I worked really hard to bring you here.” The hair at the back of your neck stood up. What does she mean by that?

“Lucia? Why am I here?” You managed to ask without your voice wavering too much. Even though you were visibly shaking from fear.

“Porque perteneces a mí, mi amor.” She said as her hand stopped caressing your hair and cupped your cheek instead. You noticed how her face was inching closer to yours. You wanted to move or push her away but you were to shocked from what was happening. Her soft, plush lips met yours. You could tell that she wanted to deepen the kiss, but didn’t, not yet. This was a magical moment for her, but a dreadful one for you.

Finally snapping out of your trance, you rip away from the kiss and turn your head to the side. Not wanting to look at her. Just the fact that she had kidnapped you, and kissed you like you were her lover, made you feel sick. Before you could turn around to start telling her off, you stopped midway. Something had caught your attention, in the corner of the basement there was a weirdly shaped object. You squinted your eyes, trying to adjust them to the darkness, wanting to see what it was. Hoping that it wasn’t anything that she was planing to use on you. Once your eyes adjusted, you could finally see what it was.

It was a corpse.

Your eyes widen in horror as you open your mouth, about to scream, a hand covers it. The scream came out muffled instead. You feel yourself being pulled to her chest as tears start to buildup in your eyes. “It was a surprise for later but since you saw it now, what do you think? I probably should’ve cleaned the blood, huh?” From the corner of your eye, you could see her looking at the corpse with a disgusted look. “This was the guy who was being rude to you earlier today. To make sure he doesn’t do it again, I killed him.” She sounded like she was proud of herself, but that made you all the more terrified of her. Just what was she capable of? You couldn’t help but think if she was going to kill you too. As if reading your mind, she started to speak again.

“Don’t worry, mi amor, I’ll never lay a hand on you.” She started to caress your cheek again, trying to distract you. “Unless you try to escape, but I know you won’t, because you love me as well.” She tilted your head upwards, making you see her lovesick expression. “I’ll never let you go.”

Tears spill from your eyes as she said that, knowing that she was right. This was your new life now.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere female #yandere oc #yandere oc x reader #Lucia-OC #myoc

[unhappy-last-resort]

A Beast Unshackled (Alpha X AFAB GN Reader)

Warnings: Non-con, threats of violence (not acted upon), possessive and controlling behavior, overstimulation, Alpha is dominant, no gendered pronouns for reader but fem anatomy is used, some implied lucia x reader ig? this is smut fyi

A/N: I started this during patch update and wanted to write something lesbian. Not proof read.

You couldn't stop the moans from endlessly falling from your lips. The night was cool and the ground you were splayed out upon was hard, but the pleasure was so immense that you felt like you were burning, gasping for breath as her tongue dipped in and out of your folds. You tried, you tried so damn hard to avoid this, but in the end, like prey caught in a hunters trap, you failed. You couldn't do anything to stop the fate she chose for you.

You gazed up at the night sky, staring at the moon and stars who cared little about your plight as you mewled, trembling as her tongue drew circles around your clit before synthetic lips wrapped around it, sucking it eagerly. Your hips rolling into it, tears stinging your eyes as you curse yourself when you feel the way she smirks against you and pulls you closer, holds you tighter, and makes you moan her name louder.

You feel two fingers push their way into your sensitive cunt and pump in and out of you, long fingers reaching all the right places as her tongue continued its assault on your clit with new fervor as you shake and tremble. Her name has become a prayer at this point, you call it over and over in-between babbled apologies as desperate plea for her mercy as that now all too familiar tightness in your stomach makes you writhe. She chuckles in hearing your repentance, the vibrations making your back arch as you scream, her name freefalling from you mortal lips as more tears blur your vision.

"I-I c-can't..." You can barely focus, a thick fog settles in your mind as exhaustion creeps through your body, muscles aching for a bed and rest.

"You can." Her voice sounds clearly, sternly. Like a crimson blade slicing through the fog, you can only focus on her. "You will. I'm not giving you a choice."

A hand entangles itself into your hair and forces you to look at her. She wipes away your tears and shushes you gently.

"Look at me. You belong to me now, your days frolicking around with that cheap copy are over." Her face is so close to yours now, her white hair cascading around your faces, creating a canopy, hiding you in her shadow from the world. Her gaze is so intense, burning through you and crushing you with its weight. "Say it."

You squirm slightly, even in your haze still trying to fight back, but she crushes your resistance easily. Her grip on your hips tightens painfully, deepening the bruises her fingers previously left behind from earlier.

"Who do you belong to? Answer me." She growls, her grip tightening with every second.

"I-I don't belong to-" You yelp, wincing from the pain as your bottom lips tremble, you're afraid she might fracture something with how tight her grip is. She leans in closer, giving you no room to look away from her.

"Say. It." She whispers angrily, her eyes like daggers boring into your skull. Her fingers dig into your flesh, making you whimper. "Don't think I won't pull you apart if I need to."

Your eyes go wide as fear courses through your veins. Her nails dig a little deeper, confirming the truth behind her words. You don't have a choice, you have to do as she tells you. "Y-you." Your voice cracks and your breathing heavy as you felt smaller and smaller beneath her intense gaze. "I belong to you."

Her nails don't dig any further and her scowl relaxes, you feel relief for a split second. "Again." She commands, excitement evident in the undertones of her voice.

"I...belong to you." You manage to say a little louder, her fingers rubbing circles into your hips as encouragement and she lightly kisses your forehead, her breathing more labored. She almost seems like she's trembling, as though she's holding herself back.

"Again. Louder." She commands, the greed and obsession in her eyes is so clear. Her back arching as she pulls her face away from yours, as if she was readying for a final strike.

Anxiety pops and sizzles underneath your skin. What's she going to do? What happens if you don't do what she says in this moment? Your fear tells you that you'd better do your best to not find out. Squeezing your eyes shut, you drag the words out from the depths of your throat as gentle red eyes in your minds eye slowly give way to heartbreak.

"I belong to you, █████!" You yell. The words echoing into the night as more tears threaten to fall. The words had barely left your lips before her mouth collided with yours, the figure with the gentle eyes shattering into pieces. Her tongue over powers yours and invades your mouth, staking claim to what belonged to her as her hands traveled up your stomach to knead your breasts. Her body pressing into yours fully, causing you to shudder as your heart pounds in your chest.

Her hands feel cold against your hot skin, making every touch more intense and impossible to ignore. You were her toy, her plaything, and her possession and everything she'd done to you was a reminder of that. From forcibly connecting to your beacon, to the moment she cornered you with an almost ecstatic expression on her face as she told you that you'd lost her game and she was here to collect her prize, to when she dragged you to this secluded spot in the woods and stripped you bare. She will take that which has been stolen from her, even if it wasn't truly hers to begin with.

The rim of her pants brush against your overstimulated clit, making you yelp and jerk away. She reacts quickly, lifting your legs enough to rest on hers as she pins your arms above your head, deepening the kiss as she grinds her hips against yours, the ridge of her shorts rubbing against your clit perfectly each time.

She finally pulls away to let you catch her breath, smirking in satisfaction as she listens to your cries from all the stimulation she's giving you.

"Please...it's too much!" You sob, your attempts to pull away being entirely useless against her strength and the position she's holding you in. She laughs in response and grinds against you harder, intent on pushing beyond your limits.

"You're strong, you can take it. I know you can." She talks over you as your cries turn into moans again as the pleasure overtakes your exhausted senses. Your words become senseless babbling as she sucks and bites your neck, decorating you with bruises as one of her hands travels down your arm to pinch at your nipples, making you see white as you chant her name once more for the nth time that night.

She holds your hips firmly against hers. "Tell me you love me. Tell me you won't leave me, that you'll always stay with me." She whispers into your ear, eagerly grinding her hips against yours, desperate for you to say what she wants to hear.

Your resolve, your loyalty to████ █████ and █████ being ebbed away with each movement of her hips, with each press of her breasts against your skin, with every kiss placed possessively upon your skin, and with every nibble of your ear. You can't stop yourself.

"█████." You'll regret saying this, you will, you know you will. A commandant being brought to their knees like this, you can't believe yourself. You can't, you can't, you can't, you can't you can-

"I love you." You shudder and she smiles, your back arches, your head falls back as stars blossom in your eyes. The knot in your stomach comes undone and nothing but you and her exist in your mind. You can feel something leaking out of you and being smeared over your swollen pussy.

She takes you through your high, contentedly peppering kisses over your neck and face as you catch your breath. Exhaustion and pain settling into your muscles as you teeter on the edge of unconsciousness.

"Say it again." She whispers gently into your ear, pressing gentle kisses against your neck, pinching your arm to wake you up again. In spite of your tiredness, you won't say what she wants. Your mind having finally reached clarity you haven't been granted for several blurry hours, shame and embarrassment now eat at your insides, you look away. Opting instead to stare at her bike idly waiting nearby.

Her kisses stop and an arid sigh disappears into a passing breeze. A moment of silence stretches between the two of you, tension slowly building in the air as you wonder if you've possibly made a terrible mistake.

"No matter." She mutters, her usual confidence fully returned. "This was only your sixth orgasm and there's more than enough time to train you properly."

Your throat feels dry as you slowly turn to look at her again, dread creeping into your stomach as she grins down at you before reaching off to the side and pulling a water bottle and some biscuits out of her bag.

"Eat. You have a long night of 'training' ahead of you."

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[linlinaert]

The last soulmate : chapter 1

Yandere! ot8! Skz x soft! fem! reader

It was a friday night and the boys were going back home from practice, as they were in the van, Jisung spoke up sad

"Are we ever going to be able to find them , it has been years since we've begun searching, and still there's no clue about them" He sighs and looks up to his soulmates trying to find some comfort and reassurance. He felt minho's hand wrapping around his shoulder.

"Of course we will sungie, don't you ever doubt that, I'm sure we'll find them in this world tour" Chan said smiling, trying to lift the boys' spirit up as Changbin brought seungmin and hyunjin, who were sitting on each side of him, into his embrace, chan and Minho doing the same to Jisung, felix and jeongin, trying to find comfort in each other.

The boys were with each other for years while trying to find their last soulmate, years passed and they're going on tour in hopes to find them, and now they're at the first destination of their tour, during the concert and fanmeeting they tried to shake hands with every fan possible, maybe their soulmate is a fan and is in among the crowd, but that failed, so they tried going out and looking for them as they were sure they would feel that pull when they see them just as they felt with each other, but that failed too, and that went on for three month straight, until their plane landed in "your city name", they felt something tugging at their hearts, urging them to run and find the last piece of their puzzle, they were sure that you're here and they're not gonna leave until they find you.

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You were sitting in the living room of you and your best friend's shared apartment. His name is jack, you've known each other since you were in diapers, you've stuck in each other through thick and thin until you ended up buying your own apartment together, you literally promised each other that if you didn't find your own soulmates by the age of 27 you would marry each other, he didn't find his and neither did you. You were trying to find a good outfit for the stray kids concert your friend lucia technically forced you to go to, you were trying to get jack to help you but he refused.

"Cmon jackie please help me, you're my only hope in this cruel world" You whined pleadingly trying to faze the ever unwilling jack but he still looked at you with that blank expression on his face .

"As i said im not ganna doll u up for some boys to eat u up with their eyes" Jack said with a scary blank face, he had always been super protective over you as you both grown up he was always there whenever any boy tried to flirt with you or coax u into going in date with him he doesn't like u having any male attention on u as he says as long as you're not with your soulmate your his responsibility and he's gonna take care of it.

"Jackie baby they're not gonna even look my way--""you're way too beautiful to not look at every body's eyes are gonna be on you " You tried convincing him softly but you couldn't even finish as he starts rambling again about why you can't go.

"but what if my soulmate is there " You said barely as a whisper and he fell silent at that, he wanted you to find your soulmate and be happy but at the same time he didn't, he was afraid they would hurt you, but you deserve the happiness of finding your soulmate, he sigh .

"Ok kiddo come here we're gonna dress up this beauty" He said after taking a deep breath, he felt his heart warm up seeing your eyes shine and a small smile adorning your features.

He took your hands gently leading you both to your room, sitting u on the bed and then going to your closet picking up an outfit for you and then handing it to you urging you to change as the concert was just around the corner. You came out dressed and he was left speechless yet again, your hair over flowing through your back (yes its long and yes im feeding into my insecurity) , he knows you're gorgeous but he can't help but be shocked everytime.

You took your purse going up to jack hugging him while burying your head in his chest, mumbling a little thank you, you felt his hands wrap around you while cooing at you.

"Ok then let's go young lady or else we're gonna be late" He said breaking the hug and grinning at you, you looked up at him confused.

"What do you mean?? Are you coming?? " You asked confused, cause as you know so far he isn't coming .

"Of course dummy, how can i let you go alone" He said smiling softly at you, "so let's go" And with that he took your hand leading you to his car .

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You're currently at the concert hall with your friends waiting for the concert to begin from your seat , foundling with Jack's fingers trying to pass the time. Time went by and the concert started and even if you weren't a fan you surely were enjoying yourself, you took a mental note to check their songs later on.

As the concert went on, you started feeling tingly feels in your heart, you didn't know what was that, but you felt it more in the encore, every time one of the boys come close to your direction, and you're sure as hell that you got eye contact with all of them multiple times by the end of the concert.

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Chris' pov:

We were waiting for the concert to begin, i had a feeling that something's going to happen, and as we went on the stage I felt it, we all felt it, our last piece, our soulmate is here, I had to physically restrain myself from running to find them, and I can tell that my boys are in the same situation.

The concert begun and we forced Ourselves to get the performances right, we're trying to wait for the encore to be hopefully able to find them .

When we went to change our clothes for the encore we all shared a look, and we all understood each other, this is our last chance, we need to at least see their face, cause nobody knows if they would come to the fanmeeting after, and with that we went up to the stage, each going in different directions with the same target , finding our last piece.

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As I came close to the edge the stage, I felt that sensation grow more and more than ever, and I knew they were there in the crowd, I tried to entract with fans as to not rise any unwanted suspicion, at the same time I was looking through the crowd, and then I saw her, the most beautiful woman I've ever seen in my life was looking at me and I felt my heartbeat rise, I felt as if I could sink into those beautiful e/c orbs, I saw her face crunches in confusion, and I realized that she didn't know what we are, I forgot myself as I was looking at her and then felt someone glaring daggers at me, and then I looked for the source, only to find it's a Man in his twenties sitting beside her, when he noticed that he got my attention he wrapped his hand around her shoulders while still looking at me, and I felt a vein popping in my forehead, how dare he touch OUR soulmate, then I remembered that I am still in the concert, so I tried to calm down and look in other directions And then I went to see the others to tell them about the news.

I hope this is a good start ☺☺☺

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[jessamine-rose]

Hi i love your yandere miguel fics! I'm curious, do miguel and darling have their own child in the future? If yes how is their child different from gabriella?

Read The Spider and the Fly series here <3

Ohh thank you for this question, Anonie!! While Yandere! Miguel x Variant! Darling’s family is up to my readers’ interpretation, I do have my own version. Here it is~

Tw:: yandere, babytrapping, dark family fluff

Note:: Fem reader, introducing my OC :>

♡ Miguel and Variant! Darling have a biological daughter a year after the events of BTSV. Apart from being called mija by Miguel, Lucia O’Hara bears no similarity to Gabriella.

♡ For starters, she inherited Miguel’s Spider-DNA which is the last thing he wanted. But it’s fine; their kid actually grows up to love her “inhuman” traits. Those features are just like her dad’s, after all, and her mom even calls them pretty!!

♡ It gets more wholesome as she grows older. Oftentimes, Lucia will ask Darling for a manicure and eagerly show it to Miguel—look, their claws mean double the designs!! She also likes to try on makeup styles which compliment her red irises. (She prefers red to her regular eye color.) Once, she even applied red eyeliner around her eyes to resemble Miguel’s mask.

♡ Appearance-wise, Lucia looks more like Darling. She is also more stylishly-dressed and wears less/ zero athletic uniforms, though she looks just as tiny and bright-eyed in Miguel’s arms. And maybe it’s for the best that she doesn’t resemble Gabriella……

♡ Lucia’s hobbies are also different. Miguel initially tries to get her into soccer, but the Spider Society inspires her to learn parkour and combat instead. She also takes after Darling’s interest in aesthetics, which means lots of drawings and “pretty things” gifted to Miguel.

♡ There is also the fact that Lucia grows up surrounded by the Spider Society. She is doted on by LYLA and the other Spider-Men, who promise to bring her on their missions once she gets older. (Just don’t tell Miguel.) Her best friends are Mayday and Jess’s kid, courtesy of the playdates arranged by their parents.

♡ In terms of her upbringing, Miguel is just as affectionate with Lucia. Darling, on the other hand, has more fears and doubts than her Variant did with Gabriella. And who can blame her? She is babytrapped and still weighed down by her personal issues, though it’s…nice to be on the receiving end of her new family’s love.

♡ Oftentimes, Darling will find Miguel and Lucia bonding together. It’s a heart-warming sight—her husband’s soft side, her daughter’s bright smiles, her precious family which defies all laws of the multiverse. And who is she to go against this happy ending, knowing the tragic alternative?

♡

Until BTSV releases and proves/ debunks my theories, this post is only a possible ending to Yandere! Miguel x Variant! Darling’s story. Who knows, depending on how the movie ends, they may end up with Lucia, a different kid, or remain childfree in my fics >:3

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[noellawrites]

Troubled Return - Yandere!Rafael Barba x reader

summary: After returning to New York City, Rafael takes you to family court to prove you incompetent of caring for your two daughters.

warnings: toxic relationship, physical and emotional abuse, manipulation, talk of mental illness

It had been two years, but somehow stepping foot back in New York City made you feel like you'd never left. Two years since you'd taken little Lucia and your newborn daughter, so young you hadn't even named her.

And now here you were, outside Brooklyn Presbyterian after visiting your ailing mother. You huffed, holding back tears as you attempted to hail a cab. Little Isabel strapped to your stomach as Lucia held onto your leg.

Just as a yellow vehicle was pulling over in front of you, you felt Lucia detach from your leg, causing you to swing around. Suddenly, your breath was knocked out of you completely. Rafael Barba was smirking, holding your--his daughter in his arms.

"Back in New York, huh? You took off without a word. Pretty harsh, taking my newborn from me. I'm glad you're back. It's good to see you again, Lucia. And this one here, sweet Isabel. You look just like me," he grinned, stroking her cheek.

"Papí?" Lucia's small voice asked, confusion written all over her face. She was an intelligent kid, and the resemblance was uncanny.

Rafael nodded, grinning as Lucia wrapped her arms around his neck.

"How dare you?" you hissed, tears now falling freely down your cheeks.

Memories flashed through your brain, things you never wanted to think about again. You at eighteen, first meeting Rafael as an intern and allowing yourself to be charmed by him. The positive pregnancy test and subsequent marriage at age twenty. The abuse, the yelling and fighting and manipulation. Your resignation, the anger of your parents. Little Lucia, screaming for her mommy. Rafael's cold and calculating demeanor. The painful, angry sex whenever he wanted. The second test, terror at the thought of subjecting another child to the lawyer's cruelty. Fleeing the hospital with your two daughters and nothing to your name.

"How dare I? How dare you. Snatching my children from right under my nose, running away without a word. You do know I'll be taking you to court for custodial interference, don't you?" he stated, still holding Lucia in his arms.

"We're leaving. C'mon Luce," you began, attempting to pull her away from Rafael.

"Where will you go? If you leave the city, I'll call SVU and they'll have to detain you. You and the girls can stay with me. Lucia's room is still intact and there's a cradle for Izzy," he stated, taking a step back and raising his eyebrows.

"How did you know? About where I was, about Izzy--"

"You're really asking me that? Let's just take the girls home," he said, leading you towards his apartment.

—

You were sitting in your lawyer, Trevor Langan's office to go over your case before you and Rafael would have to appear in family court.

"I was being abused! I was twenty-two with two kids and an abusive husband, what else was I supposed to do?" you cried.

"I understand that, (y/n). There is no easy way to say this, but since you were married and left the state with your kids to relocate, and you don't have any proof of abuse, Rafael can press charges against you for custodial interference. Legally, he has as much of a right to your children as you do.”

"I thought Liv said you could help me!" you yelled in frustration.

"I'll do my best, (y/n). I'll likely be able to get you out of jail time but we'll have to come to a mutual agreement with Mr. Barba for custody."

"He hit me in front of our daughter! H-he pushed me into a wall when I was pregnant. He trapped me and forced me to quit my job. I can't share custody with him!" you exclaimed.

"We'll work on it, okay? I'll talk to Liv and see if there's anything they can do to help. We'll figure this out, I promise," Trevor explained, putting his hand over yours in a comforting gesture.

"Thank you, Mr. Langan. I really appreciate it," you sighed, shaking his hand and leaving his office.

—

"Despite the crimes committed, I do not wish to press charges against my wife. However, I am asking the state to declare her incompetent on account of mental illness and suspend pending termination of her parental rights. I would like her to be released into my care," Rafael stated, taking a deep sigh as he sat down and unbuttoned his blazer.

"What?" You and Trevor both gasped simultaneously, standing up and looking at each other in shock.

Trevor shuffled through his paperwork as you stood, stunned speechless. Rafael wanted to declare you incapable of raising your daughters? Was this some sort of revenge for running away?

“This file contains documentation of my wife’s history with mental health conditions, which impairs her ability to care for herself and our children. There are also photographs and written statements,” Rafael explained, walking over and handing the file to the judge.

“This is a photograph of her leaving the girls, ages one and three, unattended for several hours. Here is an intake report from the hospital at age twenty-one, while she was still living with me, detailing her self-inflicted injuries. There’s more, I’ll let you take a look,” he stated, stepping back and shooting a quick smirk at you.

“Objection! This is absurd, Mrs. Barba took care of herself and her daughters alone for two years after fleeing a physically and emotionally abusive marriage!” Trevor exclaimed, looking straight at the judge.

“I will need time to look over this file. We will reconvene in an hour,” the judge stated.

—

“Why are you doing this?” you pleaded, walking up to your husband. He stood, sharply dressed as usual, with a grin on his face. He was already preparing to win.

“Between your custody interference, neglect and mental illnesses, I have enough proof to terminate parental rights. I want to see you rehabilitated, not charged. You can be a good mother and wife, I know you can. You just need some help,” he explained, concerned eyes baring into yours.

“You’re sick, Rafael Barba. I don’t want you anywhere near my daughters,” you snapped.

“Too bad you can’t prove anything. Looks like keeping records was a good thing, huh? A perk of having you on my insurance, and being your husband of course. You’ll never be able to get away from me,” he stated, mouth close to your ear. His voice sent familiar shivers down your spine.

Even after Rafael walked away, you could smell his expensive cologne lingering. You should never have tried to outsmart the lawyer. Your fate was sealed, whether you liked it or not.

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[sukoru-chan]

fanfic Yandere Shion x Reader x Yandere Dohko

Siete días han pasado desde que viste la luz del sol, el mismo lapso que has soportado viendo las mismas malditas cuatro paredes, desde los barrotes de acero que te mantienen cautiva en aquella jaula.

Tu vista escanea el lugar en busca de algún objeto que puedas usar para abrir la cerradura. Pero solo ves el paisaje usual de hace una semana, blancos muros sin retratos, obras de arte o algún otro adorno en ellos, una mesa de madera sobre la que descansa un candil de aceite que ahora se encuentra apagado, al costado de ella está la silla donde tus captores se sientan para brindarte de su compañía con mayor comodidad. Una pequeña ventana en la pared a tu izquierda te brindaría de la tan ansiada luz del astro rey, si no fuera porque se encuentra bloqueada por las cortinas; suspiras hondamente deslizando tus largos y delicados dedos por tu sedoso cabellos, sueltas los barrotes y recargas tu espalda contra las múltiples almohadas que forman una especie de cama improvisada, tu diestra toma uno de los muñecos de peluche que te circundan, lo estrujas y revisas intentando encontrar algo dentro de él que te permita escapar.

El sonido de pisadas al otro lado de la puerta alerta tus sentidos. Abandonas el afelpado juguete y te alejas lo máximo posible de la entrada. Por fin la puerta se abre permitiendo el acceso a dos personas. — ¡Oh! Esta despierta. —comenta el varón de cabellos achocolatados.—¡Qué bien! No me gusta tener que interrumpir sus dulces sueños. —replica el de orbes amatista, ambos se acercan lentamente a la jaula y una vez frente a ella se acuclillan para observar con lujo de detalle tu hermoso rostro, Shion deposita una bandeja con alimentos frente a ti. —Buenos días (Nombre). —te saluda con voz dulce y melosa Dohko, al no recibir respuesta sonríe arqueando una ceja mirando a su mejor amigo.—Debe de estar de mal humor ¿Qué pasa? Sabes que puedes decirnos lo que sea. —explica Shion extendiendo su brazo hacia tu figura, sus falanges logran sujetar tu mentón, sin dudarlo muerdes con todas tus fuerzas su pulgar cuando este roza tus labios. El ojiverde suelta la carcajada de su vida al notar la expresión de asombro en su hermano de armas, un hilillo de sangre empieza a brotar de la herida, Shion aleja su extremidad de ti temiendo mancharte con el líquido vital, su lengua se desliza por la lesión, sus ojos jamás abandonan los tuyos. —Supongo que quiere más tiempo a solas. —exclama regresando sobre sus pasos, su mano ya está sobre la perilla. — ¡Esperen!—el ariano vuelve a cerrar la puerta.—Quiero ver el sol.—admites con voz entrecortada.—Tus deseos son ordenes.—contesta Dohko caminando a la ventana.—No tan rápido.—interviene Shion. — ¿Qué ganaremos nosotros?—la pregunta y lo que insinúa envía un escalofrío contra tu columna vertebral.—Que te parece… diez minutos de tu atención, por toda la luz solar que desees en este día. —sugiere el lemuriano con una sonrisa perversa, al no obtener contestación se encoge de hombros y con un ademan llama a Dohko a su lado. — ¡Lo hare!—declaras en un semi-grito. Los guerreros intercambian miradas antes de sacarte de la jaula. Los brazos de Shion te rodean por la cintura desde atrás, al mismo tiempo que Dohko sostiene tu faz entre sus manos, ni siquiera has terminado de procesar el que ya no estás en tu prisión, cuando los labios del caballero de Libra se apoderan de los tuyos, sus movimientos son voraces y bruscos, sus dientes muerden tu labio inferior intentando profundizar el beso, le niegas la entrada, pero ello no dura mucho cuando respingas al sentir la boca de Shion en tu cuello, descendiendo agonizantemente lento hacia tu hombro; la lengua de Dohko serpentea en tu cavidad oral deleitándose con el más íntimo recoveco de ella.

Intentas distraer tu mente de la terrible situación que experimentas, pero solo logras pensar en el error que te arrastro hasta aquí…

Fue a Shion a quien conociste primero, en una tarde calurosa de verano, al verle entrenar bajo el ardiente sol te acercaste para ofrecerle un poco de agua. Al guardián del primer templo solo le tomo un par de días para enamorarse locamente de ti. Se te declaro en menos de una semana, te invito a conocer el recinto bajo su cuidado y presento ante sus compañeros al décimo día. Dohko estaba en una misión en solitario, por ello no lo conociste en aquella ocasión… tu primer encuentro con él fue en su regreso a Grecia.

Al volver de comprar tus víveres, como de costumbre ponías más atención en tus alrededores que al frente de tu camino, por eso colisionaste contra el castaño, con un brazo evito que cayeras al suelo y con el restante intercepto los comestibles, su sonrisa seductora, su carácter impulsivo pero gentil te hizo sucumbir ante él.

Sabías que salir al mismo tiempo con los dos  era moralmente reprobable, pero que mujer en tu posición no tomaría la oportunidad que se te presentaba. Ambos hombres siendo devastadoramente atractivos, caballerosos, atentos y estaban perdidamente enamorados de ti.

Dohko jamás sospecho de tu traición, pero Shion comenzó a notar leves cambios en tu actitud, te negabas a visitarlo en el Santuario, lucias ansiosa cuando paseaban por Rodorio, a veces había una fragancia en ti, que no pertenecía a tu perfume. Así que decidió seguirte; su corazón se destrozó al verte en los brazos de su mejor amigo. Tenías que pagar, no podías seguir jugando con ellos. Él no lo permitiría.

Tus recuerdos son dispersados al sentir la mano dominante de Shion viajar por tu cadera, bajando hasta tu muslo, su mano izquierda intentando adentrarse en tu blusa, sin poder soportarlo más, estallas entre gimoteos, tus lagrimas corren a raudales, Dohko se aparta de ti y. —¡Shion! – le detiene. — ¡Que!—gruñe exasperado. —El tiempo se terminó. —argumenta alejándote del ariano disimuladamente.—Que lastima. – replica sonriente al notar tu estado emocional. —Con nada se te complace ¿Verdad? – cruza sus brazos sobre su pecho.—Nos querías a los dos, ahora ¡nos tienes! Sin mentiras, sin engaños, sin esconderlo.—su pulgar e índice toman tu barbilla obligándote a encararlo.—Deberías agradecerlo.—sisea con vos venenosa.—Gracias.—exclamas de manera apenas perceptible.—No te escuche.—su agarre en tu mandíbula se fortalece volviéndose doloroso.—Gracias.—repites subiendo el volumen, te libera y recorre las cortinas.—Vámonos antes de que noten nuestra ausencia.—ordena a Dohko, el ojiverde te regresa a tu “celda” y ambos salen de la habitación. Al saberte sola tu llanto vuelve a hacerse presente, no podrás escapar, no te queda mayor liberación que llorar, así que eso haces… hasta quedarte dormida.

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Ya me canse de los roles inocentones para las lectoras asi que, decidí volverlas un tanto engañosas nwn pero pss como escribí en el fic kien no andaría con más de uno de ellos si tuviera la oportunidad, yo saldría con los 14 *--*

Gracias x leer y x los likes y por seguirme *O* no se ha ke se debe pero en lo ke va del año mi número de follower’s se incrementó mortalmente  ;O;  ¡¡gracias!! ♥

#shion de aries #Dohko de Libra #fanfic #one shot #yandere #female reader #xreader