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issa-pheonyx · 8 months

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Yandere!Lord Dimitrescu&Sons X Fem!Reader [Part 1]

𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝘁. 𝗜𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀. 𝗔𝗹𝘀𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻), 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱, 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝗜'𝗺 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗜'𝗺 𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝘂 𝗴𝗶𝗳𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁)🤭🌚 Part 2

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

It seems like being the only daughter came to an end when Rosemary was born and developed a quick favorite too. You wanted to hate your sister so much, but you couldn't. She wasn't at fault it was Ethan and Mia (so you thought to be...). Maybe it was, because you were the easily ill type in which your mother, Mia, was giving you medicine. Lots of vaccine shots. As a child you didn't think much of it, but as you grew older. Now hitting your eighteenth. You realize it was very strange. You didn't need that much vaccine shots as a child. Mia always told you that you were just built different. I mean just let it go and believe it. She's your mother, she's always telling you the truth...right?

However, after witnessing uncle Chris intruding the home and shooting your mother in front of Ethan distinctly traumatized you (you hid by the stairs watching below). Once they saw you take baby Rosemary away and Ethan trying to stop them. Chris declines his resistance and when he caught you watching he nods at his crew. You notice two of them were going upstairs. This terrified you as you were next to be taken away. "(Y/N)!! No, Chris what the hell-don't touch her!" How rare it is for your father, Ethan, to sound so protective of you.

But, right now is not the time to find it a warming moment as you whimper when they catch you. Both hooking their arms under your pits. "Got her, captain." Your eyes widen in absolute terror, body trembling, color on your face going lighter, and chills. You thought you were going to die. "NO!! Not her! Chris, please-" That's when one of the soldiers beside him knocked him out by the butt of his rifle. "Father!" You screeched. Everyone winced in pain and when recovering they became puzzled and concerned from that sudden impact of your scream. The bastards who attempt to maintain their grip on you, you budge your arms running to your father only to be knocked out too

You didn't know how long you were knocked out, but you woke up freezing your ass off. But, smothered in the snow. You panicked as you try to stand, but there was so much snow. You cried in fear and flail your body only for the snow to deepen. However, you made it out really quick...but, not for the others it seems like a major crash happened. Body buried deep in the snow, some were ripped to shreds-a bear attack? Of course not it is snowing. There's no way, they have to be hibernating at this point. "Rest assured, dear (Y/N). You are safe, but it is best if you follow me." A woman's voice was heard from afar

"Who are you?" You asked as the figure starts to walk away. "Hey! Hold on! Who are you and how do you know my name!?" You run your legs through the deep snow-more like speed walking as if it is nothing-that the wind grew more intense and the freezing gusts hits you as you had to keep wiping off the snow from your body. "Follow my voice. You will find the village quickly." Village? Located in a village?

The snow and wind itself deepens and worsens. You squint your eyes to focus hard on the vision of this mysterious shadow woman. The snowstorm goes stronger as you can't see her at all. "Hello!? I need help!" No answer as you let yourself down on your knees. You were tired of chasing who it was as the cold snow was making you sleepy. The last thing you saw and heard was the mysterious lady getting close to you and said,"Let the ceremony commence."

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

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manofwrath · 3 months

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"You belong with me, man-thing. Every drop of your blood is mine, and mine's alone. No one will take you from me."

Andrei Maier is a farmer's boy facing a debt-ridden life in a village controlled by lycans and vampires. When his sister's actions lead to a devastating tragedy, he becomes entangled in the dark grip of Lady Dimitrescu and her daughters. What's worse, one of the daughters develops an unhealthy obsession with him.

He'll need to survive the bloodthirsty women of the castle while evading the snare of the youngest daughter's twisted love.

#ao3 #fanfic #yandere #yandere female #resident evil #resident evil village #lady dimitrescu #daniela dimitrescu #horror #angst #re 8 #re 8 village #gothic #fanfiction #delusional #original character #resident evil fanfiction

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yandere-kokeshi · 4 months

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Hi! I hope you're having a nice day

I'm just wondering if you can make a yandere ghost or price with a s/o who has a other boyfriend fic?

Thanks<3

(if you don't have time for this, it's okay)

— Such Waste

Warnings: Yandere behavior, stalking, suggested age gap, swearing, talks about reader who grew up in an abusive family; current-bf is abusive/has an unhealthy relationship; reader is slightly naive, violence, and detailed blood..

A/N: this one was pretty hard for me to finish so sorry if it's dull or simply not well; I'm not very happy with it lmao. Enjoy! :]

Inserting the key into the door with a small click!, and opening it to your usually, scattered apartment, you sighed — heavily.

Today was grueling. Not only was your work office incredibly demanding, but it was possibly draining what was left of your very soul. Your bones and stiff muscles were hurting. Begging for you to get more sleep than having 2 – 4 hours of naps every day.

You took off your shoes by the front door and put your belongings on the table; re-footing your steps backwards, to put your keys on the bookshelf for remembrance. Though, you were rudely interrupted as your phone buzzed multiple times, and you let out yet another sigh.

In your bones, you had a feeling — an immediate feeling of who it was.

Grabbing your phone in the back pocket, you whisked it out and typed in your passcode before seeing multiple, if not, tons of missed calls and text messages from your current boyfriend.

Liam: Are you srsly ignoring me? It was a joke. — sent at 8:23 pm

Liam: baby, come on. You passed your break. Just answer me. — sent at 8:57 pm

Liam: answer the fucking phone! Are you dumb? Pick up the phone!!!! — sent at 9:21 pm

Liam: if you don’t answer, it's over. — sent at 11:48

You rolled your eyes, feeling anger rise in you again. You chose to send a small message. Who would’ve thought the blue-eyed, blond hair and a tooth gap combo of a man would be the best fit? Not you, apparently.

You: Got caught up with work. Sorry, we can talk more about this tomorrow. I’m gonna head to bed. Night. — sent at 12:19 pm

While Liam was a nice guy, he was slightly controlling and immature. Always wanted to know who or where you were, why you were hanging out with people he didn’t know, and if you loved getting unwanted attention. Sometimes, fights got so bad that your elderly neighbors had to call the police to separate the two of you for a few nights.

Poor Lucy. Wonder how she still deals with you being next door.

Groaning, you put your phone back into your back pocket, before your hands rubbing over your face in exhaustion.

Not only was your boss extremely cranky and rude today, but everyone was on edge due to his behavior. You couldn’t even talk to your coworkers without them using the excuse of ‘I have to leave’ whenever he steps foot into the room. Plus, the stress of bills, your current boyfriend, and the harassment was getting to your breaking point.

God, you hated this job. But it paid your bills. That’s all you cared about, right?

You scoffed, feeling your back prick and pop in places that sounded like it shouldn’t. Looking at the fridge in your kitchen, you slumped over and walked over to it, talking to yourself as you opened it, reaching down for the leftover pizza box that you didn’t get to finish last night.

Barely eating a few pieces, you were already heading down the hallway to your bedroom, peeling off your sweaty work clothes. However, something stopped you in the tracks that made your heart jump right out of your chest and into your mouth.

Roses. Roses were on your bed. Sure, it was beautiful. The lilac, reddening color shining in your room was gorgeous.

But who put them there?

You stared at them. Who the hell was in your apartment? Was it maintenance? Maybe a surprise gift they gave out for people living here in the poor-run down apartments?

No. It couldn’t be. Rarely do they ever give you things — especially flowers. What and who the fuck?

“Do you not like them?”

You jumped at the sudden rough voice, dropping your pizza on the floor and whipping around, seeing a giant man sitting in your favorite chair in the corner of your bedroom; wearing a thick, menacing skull balaclava, piercing your skin like a knife.

“Who… the fuck are you!” you shouted. Your feet stepped back, watching him as he repositioned himself — his elbows now resting on the armrests of the chair, and leaning forward into the obvious comfy chair. You couldn’t help but judge the guy. Who wears a skull mask other than on Halloween? Was he a killer? Going to slice you—!

“I would think you’d know that with the stuff I gave you.”

A chill ran down your spine. So was this — no, this was the guy.

The man who left your favorite chocolate on your window seal each morning, the sweet notes of compliments, sometimes bearing suggestions on things you should wear that day. And the huge bouquet on the front door, which was soon transported to your dinner-table, that was left every Friday.

Oh, my g-d.

“Holy shit,” you gasped, finally looking at his outfit, seeing the Britain flag sewed on his Khaki pants. It’s military. What the fuck did you do? “Did I break the law?” you hushed out, terrified at the man.

However, the man in front of you snickered. “Doubt you’d have the guts to break the law, sweetheart.”

“I– what?” you looked at him dumbfounded. Who the fuck was this guy?

“Ya’ heard me, only have a speeding ticket,” he remarked, making you dart your eyes toward behind you to the hallway, seeing the front door before back at him. “Pretty impressive for your age, if ya’ ask me.”

Your brain short-circuited. “How… do you know that?” you posed, feeling your breathing quicken. “I have so many questions,” you added. But yet, the man stared at you with his darkening eyes. Didn’t help that your room was dimmed. You really should’ve fixed that light.

He stared at you before speaking up. “Bet ya’ do. I’m all answering them as long as you get rid of that cunt of a boyfriend.”

“E… ‘cuse me?” you stammered, taking another step back. But, your anger got ahead of you; your eyebrows knitted against each other. “I can assure you that he treats me well.”

Though, the man just scoffed and stood up as your throat closed at the sight of the man. Why the fuck was he so tall? “Sure. Keep imagining that sick fantasy image of yours, and you’ll wake up in the hospital with a broken nose.”

You wanted to defend yourself. But he was right. Breaking your index finger hurts like a bitch. The frequent fights were exhausting. The last time you tried talking with Liam about visiting a close friend an hour away ended up with his hand reaching out towards your wrist, twisting it with a large sprain and a large hospital bill.

The yelling. The self-blame. The hours of constant harassment with texts and calls. The horrible smell of booze. You really fucked up your love life, didn’t you?

“But,” he started, a thick accent voicing in as he stepped closer into your direction. “I can treat you better, love. Someone who won’t hurt ya. Treat you like the doll you are.”

You narrow your eyes at him, nervously biting at the inside of your cheeks as you wait for him to continue.

“I’ll make sure to treat you well. Something you haven’t been lucky to feel. Your parents were mean towards you, no?” he asked questionably, and it made your heart drop to your stomach. “But, I can take care of you; better than anyone has.”

So many questions raced through your mind as your eyes darted at the floor then back toward the man. Like a rabbit, you stiffened. Confused. Body shaking as the predator approached.

“I don’t… even know who you are,” you replied, tightening your hand into a fist. Your heart was speeding, hands and legs shaking with fear. Your throat stiffened. He could clearly see it — and yet somehow, his eyes got softer; those brown pupils having a sad and apologetic look. Almost like a dog trying to comfort you.

You don’t know you’re crying until you feel a gloved thumb wipe them away, causing you to flinch. Realizing that the man was now in front of you, you tried to step back, but your ankle hit the bedroom wall, securing you in a close habitat.

But, with everything going on, you didn’t have the energy to push him away nor look up at him. Continuing to look at the floor as your mind circled around on whom the fuck was this man?

“Look at me, will ya’?”

You hesitated. Didn’t reply. But as he said your name, a shiver traveled down your spine, and you looked at him – his predominant features coming in. Even with your anxiety and fear swirling in your stomach, you looked at the creases in his eyebrows, the clashing scars near his temple, eyes, and brows. His jarring eyes surrounded by black eyeshadow, seemingly gentler, almost like they were trying to welcome you into a trap.

You stare up at him with half-lidded eyes. And with a gasp, you felt his hand take your chin, his palm almost eclipsing the lower half of your face, and turn your head right into the direction he wanted you to: staring at him in the eyes.

“I promise. I’m not going to hurt you,” he reassures, though, it doesn’t help as more tears drowned down on your behalf.

And yet, you couldn’t fathom his words.

“I don’t–” you started, taking a deep and sharp inhale, “–trust you, I don’t even know your name. How can I know you’re… not some, serial killer?” your question was weak. And stupid. But it was the only thing you could think of out of the bluster.

His eyes narrowed at your reply before answering at your ‘plea’.

“I suppose that’s a start,” he huffs.

You looked at his eyes, before narrowing down at the mask. And clearly, by your eyes and non-answer, he nodded at your invisible ask.

Stepping back, the man’s hands traveled to lift the mask upwards. He revealed the point of his chin, the skin equally rough, like his demeanor.

He didn’t stop from continuing, exposing more of his lower lip. The skin there was rugged and scarred, little creases in the flesh. Scars that made your heart thud awkwardly. At his cupid’s bow, where you saw a huge scar, it made you gasp quietly out of wincing. The thick mark going upward on his left lip, so callused and rough. It looks like it still hurts.

Finally, he pulled the mask fully off, revealing his natural-resting face, thick eyebrows, and the two large scars right above his filled brows. It helped a bit that he revealed himself, but you were still unsure how to… understand the situation.

He said your name, and it made you look at him. “Rest your worries when you’re by me, yeah?”

Those words fell into your stomach and twisted like a towel being squeezed. Though, somehow, in a way, you felt safer. A hesitant silence settles between you both, before you decide to speak up.

“Y–ou won’t hurt me?”

Those stunning brown eyes take a moment to gaze into yours, searching something deeper in your meaning. Instead, all you could muster was eye contact that kept flickering to the floor and trying to calm your quickened breathing.

“What kind of man would I be if I did that, hm?” his voice is airy, tone-flimsy when asking his question.

You swallowed thickly, “I want to know your name.”

“You do know my name, sweetheart,’” he coldly corrected you, “—use that smart brain of yours.”

Seconds blurred by you, trying to think – imagine what could or would be his name. But nothing came up. Nothing came to your brain, which, the man in front of you, hummed in acknowledgment at the state of your confused state.

“Shame you don’t remember,” he started, a smirk curling on his face. “It’s Simon.”

Memories you didn’t know at the time came forward.

Many things are given by that name — your favorite fast food being delivered to your home after a bad day, bouquets in expensive vases being delivered every week; cards given with clothes and money. And somehow, your insurance was now covering things they didn’t.

Oh, and let’s not forget about the lingerie being sent. A note of: I hope to see you wear this tonight. Signed with initials: SR.

At first, you thought it was Liam – but he was a cheapskate. Never liked spending money, especially on you.

Your eyes widened, a bubble trapping itself in your throat — it was him. Police didn’t help, saying something along the lines of, ‘until they hurt you, we can’t do anything’. But when did they ever help?

“So… what do you want, then?” you whisper, suddenly breathless with this proximity. You can see the gold-brown of his eyes clearly, the halo of honey flecks that cover the circumference of his pupil. His eyelashes flutter when he blinks, so pretty and… oddly feminine.

“You.”

And just as he rasped that word, the banging on your front door started. The familiar yelling of Liam drowned out your thoughts, and his screaming made the two of you snap your head in the direction of the front door.

He yelled out your name, and you flinched. Already feeling the bruising grabs, the constant screaming where your ears ring for hours. Oh god, what the hell did you do?

“You– need to leave,” you ushered out, hands and legs shaking for the splinting images that shot through your head.

He was banging on the door, jamming his fists; the handle being shaken so hard that it rattled stuck. It was all too much.

Simon said your name, but you shook your head. Denying his existence. Danger was near, nobody would help save you. He needs to leave, he needs to leave, heneedstoleave—!

He grunted your name louder, and you looked at him with teary eyes; the small rivers turning into full tsunami’s. You couldn’t think. Breathe. He was here. Going to hurt you. He was going to die. So were you.

The door broke, the familiar thundering footsteps shook from across the house. And before you could react, Simon pushed you behind him — shielding you away from your abuser.

“You—!” Liam screamed into the bedroom, a bottle of beer in one hand and his other clenched into a fist; his blue eyes burning into your stomach. You choked out a sob as he stepped further, but stopped at the sight of Simon. For once, Liam looked retched at his own thoughts.

“Who the fuck are you?” he yelled, and the man only narrowed his eyes at Liam; challenging him with his height and quiet demeanor.

“Get the fuck out.” his rough and dark voice sent shivers down your neck, making every hair stand up.

Liam scoffed, a plethora of curses voiced out, before he shut up. Your eyes narrowed, and as you looked at his shocked face, you saw a gun in view next — Simon’s finger gripping the trigger, aiming it at Liam’s head.

Your heart leapt out. Fight or flight mode flicking on.

“Come on, man– we, we’re playing. Right—?” he chuckled out, and Simon grunted.

In the dimmed room, you can see his high cheekbones and the absolute rage that is evident on his face, even hiding behind his mask. His hands are clenched around the gun tightly, finger curling even tighter around the trigger.

“I’m not going to ask again; leave the fucking apartment.”

Liam falsely chuckled, “O-or what? You’ll shoot me? Doubt you have the balls, my… guy.”

Within seconds, the gun went off — making you scream, closing your eyes, and covering your ears. Your fingernails scraped at your ears, making them ring. It hurt, not a single thought. Oh god, what the fuck happened?

“—uck!” was all you could muster before you knelt to the ground, wrapping arms around yourself; teeth clenching down your lips as you felt— tasted blood.

After a few minutes – or seconds – you open them up and find Liam, leaning on the wall for support, bleeding through his arm. There was so much– on the floor, on his hands. His eyes were widened, looking at the man in front of you; anger yet fear rising.

He started hiccuping — more blood dripping down to the floor as he clenched his nearly wound.

“Don’t ever let me see you again.”

Simon’s rough voice of threatening sent shivers down your body. Your breath hitched. Your body starts to shake as your eyes widen. Simon’s threat was enough for Liam to nod instantly, giving you one look before running out; not giving you a second look as it may not leave tonight with his face intact.

You were about to say something, but the man cleared his throat and looked down at your shaking form. “Ya’ okay?”

You looked up at him, slowly nodding. In return, he said nothing, making you feel his eyes take in every detail of you. To your face and pupils, to your shaking legs and ragged breath. Yet, having never meeting you before, he gladly handed over his hand down to you.

Looking up at his scarred hand, you hesitantly looked at it — large fingers, nails scratched and clear hangnails. You didn’t know what to do, other than grab it and strand up with his help.

“Get your things.”

Your eyes narrowed, breath heaving. “Why?”

He looked at you, brown pupils dilated. They were so feminine– pretty. His breath hitched, and a large hand grasped your shoulder.

“Cause’ you’re gona’ be coming with me, forever.”

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after-witch · 4 months

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“Um no, I haven’t been slowly putting my vegetables onto your plate while you weren’t looking. Chrollo, are you doing alright? Everything okay up there?”

notes: yandere, kidnapped reader, mentions of starvation

Chrollo's mouth quirks at your blatant lie. But instead of quipping at you, like you thought he would, he simply scoops the vegetables up with his spoon, and begins to deposit them back on your plate.

You think, at first, he'll scold you. Teasingly or not, depending on his mood.

Instead, he sighs. Then, takes a bite of his own meat, chews, swallows, and looks at you with a fixed, almost blank gaze.

"Did you know that most of the children in Meteor City had never tasted a fresh vegetable? It was quite the treat. I remember my first. I was, ah, 8 or 9 perhaps? Half of it was lost to mold, and I split the second half into small pieces to share. It was Christmas-time, after all. But I can still recall the taste of it."

As he continues unrelentingly describing the starvation conditions of his childhood, you sullenly begin to eat the re-plated vegetables. The taste is as bitter as his words.

#yandere chrollo #yandere hunter x hunter #yandere #afterwitch writes

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aroseformyself · 8 months

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yandere twst au !¡

⚠️tw: bullying, violence, nsfw, blackmail, yandere, noncon/dubcon, mc is depicted to be small and fragile (im not even like that but it fits with the theme), reader is gn for half then fem

. A Z U L A S H E N G R O T T O !¡

. the obsessed clingy stalker !¡

. stats

easily angered: 5/10 physical capability: 4/10 gullibility: 5/10 sexual sadism: 4/10

azul is an business man, he knows his way to get someone to fall apart and has dirt and almost everyone. and if he doesnt the moment he finds a weakness he will exploit it with all his power. considering this info, once azul finds out mc is living in ramshackle, the perfect little hang out for the monstro lounge AND is magicless. azul will definitely find a weakness, a insecurity, or even a fear and attempt to force mc into a contract.

however, when mc refuses, azul can’t believe it. he had just offered them the offer of a lifetime, money and a confortable place to stay, but they refused. they didn’t even read the fine print (which would make mc an employee of the lounge).

azul is fuming because of this and almost throws a tantrum before the twins calm him down, saying they’ll take care of it. azul had a realization, the twins will find a way to force you into the contract, either they annoy you so much you sign just to get floyd to stop seeking you out in the halls. or to get jade to stop trying to feed you random foods and drinks that he swears are not “poisonous and harmful”.

so when the twins come back empty handed after weeks, you can understand his confusion and frustration. even though he’s offered you a great deal (minus you being an employee) and the twins annoying you so much, you should be running back, wanting him to stop the torture. he expected you to give up the first time he offered, or even run to him earlier, especially since your magicless.

he doesn’t get it, anyone else except a select few would have given up by now, so why didn’t mc?! they just keep going on with that old house that is one sneeze away from falling apart. it makes his blood boil that he can’t figure them out, “perhaps they’ve already planned for all of this!” azul said to jade, but jade shook his head, saying its impossible for someone as weak as mc to think that far ahead. they were thrown into a world of magic, surely they couldn’t have seen anything coming. but they are stoic all the time around azul and the twins…

mc not talking to them and lowley avoiding azul has lead all these thoughts about them to bubble up in azuls mind. it had him second guessing his moves for the first time, re-thinking how things will play out. but azul has a revelation, mc would be a powerful ally to octavinelle and could be a powerful business partner. as long as he plays his cards right mc will be his.

and unknowingly of mc, they’ve stuck themselves in azuls brain, permanently. while they were just trying to save themselves, they ended up falling deeper in, in the process. azul had become obsessed with them, so much so that he wanted them by his side forever, to never leave and stay with him at all times.

”what a poor unfortunate soul, but fret not, l/n, let’s make a deal.”

. J A D E L E E C H !¡ . F L O Y D L E E C H !¡

. the sadist stalkers !¡

. stats

easily angered: 2/10 easily angered: 6/10 physical capability: 7/10 physical capability: 8/10 gullibilty: 1/10 gullibility: 5:10 sexual sadism: 4/10 sexual sadism: 7/10

jade is majors in strength, intelligence, and communication. he acts very gentlemanly, and masks almost everything up with a smile. considering this he. is midly shocked when azul comes into the lounge about to cry because of a little migicless mc from another world. he heard about the mc because gossip at NRC spreads quicker than wild fire. he knows about them being form another world, one without magic above everything else. so why would azul be so frustrated by a little thing like that?

it all starts to make sense when azul goes and comments on everything mc did to avoid him, saying things like “they’ve had to have known” which makes his interest in mc burn. jade like things he finds interesting and loves testing them. so you’ve been put on his radar to look out for (same with floyd). when he does get tired of azuls whining he decides it’s best to see for himself. little did he know, mc is a master of evading, whenever mc saw him they would immediately walk forward, a stoic expression on mcs face, acting as if they were so focused on something else, they weren’t thinking of the world around them. and of course he didn’t run after them, he would have looked like a fool, running after a random person in the middle of the campus. then there was mcs annoying so called “friends” who were invading personal space and always around them.

as if mc running away all the time wasn’t bad enough, they’re friends also didn’t seem to fond of jade. so they ran away to! jade was now trapped in a position either to suck it up and go to floyd, admitting he had trouble with mc, or find a time where mc would actually approach him. option one was the quickest, and time is somethign they don’t have with everyone starting to like mc. especially the animals from savanaclaw.

when jade asked floyd to help out, he didn’t expect floyd to literally tackle mc into the wall and squeeze really tight. and on top of that, mcs stoic facade breaking and their eyes watering was the most important thing to think about. if they do have the ability to have emotions, why cover it up? jade kept the thought in the back of his mind.

floyd is a moody teen who likes seeing peoples reactions specifically people he’s interested in, which now includes “shrimpy” or mc. he wants to see them all, all the expressions and emotions they are capable of. so while jade asked mc a few questions regarding their cooperation with azul and the price they want to become an emplyee of the lounge, he noted floyd’s hands wandering all over their body. when one of his twins hands went to their thigh and gave it a slight squeeze before almost sliding up into their shorts which caused mc to let out a breathy gasp, is when he decided it was enough. telling floyd to knock it off before someone comes over. (not bc he hard)

when jade and floyd come back to azul’s office to tell him they finally got what they needed, they can tell azul has been over thinking. and as amusing as it is, they can aslo tell he has a new place in his life for mc. but the thought of mc is enticing, who can blame him? even the twins have taken a new liking to mc, but the question is, how is mc going to deal with them.

fem!reader

now azul, jade, and floyd are tasked with finding a plan that you won’t be able to tinker with. one that is simply ingenious. and your friends are the perfect targets. floyd first suggested just enslaving the school and you along with it, and azul and jade built from that, taking the exam to their advantage, azul made fake exam cards and fake answers for the dtudents to study with, the ones who didn’t make it to top 50 were toast and the ones that did weren’t free to leave leave. of course they suspected you wouldn’t fall for that, but you weren’t the target.

ace trappolla amd deuce spade, your closest friends fell for it in an instant, and didn’t tell you. just how they thought it would play out. azul felt great in his glory, no more times that you can make him second guess himself.

you couldn’t believe the smug looks on their faces when they saw you walking into azul’s office after you your friends failed. azul started by questioning how your day went, and you harshly replied with “horrible”. but it didn’t seem to make even a dent in his facade, he just chuckled and proposed an offer you couldn’t refuse. freeing your friends and you taking their place, and of course you said yes, you were just to innocent for this school if you thought they would just make you a forced emplyee.

and oh how they wished to ruin that innocence. the first day of your job was saturday, so you weren’t expecting anything out of the ordinary to happen, all you had to do is take people orders and give them said orders. pretty easy, and since it was a weekend you didn’t have any work for school to do. however what you did NOT expect floyd to be following you around, monitoring you and all your movements. so when you accidentally dropped a drink, floyd hugging you while saying, “oh~ look who messed up!” wasn’t a surprise, but floyd dragging you back to azul and setting you down on his table, while jade walked in.

. slight nsfw !¡

you frantically tried to defending yourself by explaining what had happened thinking they were mad with you, “i didn’t mean to-” but azul cut you off, holding a finger to your lips.

“as you know our supplies are limited until we can bring in more at the end of the week.” but it is the end of the week, your sweat drops as floyd stand behind you, his hands graze your thigh. “we require payments and sense you are in no position to pay in full. we must take it from you in other ways…” his evil smirk did nothing to calm you, are they gonna beat me up? you thought, as floyd’s hands gripped your thighs tightly. but your heart dropped when his hands moved toward your inner thigh, prying them open despite your protests. “hush now, it’ll feel good, i promise.”

you need a safe place to escape to. perhaps savanaclaw will work?

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The Strong Willed Empress

Chapter 5 PT 2

"The Return of the Vulture"

Allarick walked quickly towards the bedroom wanting to wash up before meeting with his Empress. The Empress always wanted him looking presentable when he was in the divine presence of his beloved. The Emperors cape flew in the wind in a majestic and threatening way. He made slow calculated movements of a predator. Always watching and waiting for those... things.

The large gates rumbled and groaned to life once Allarick was standing close enough for the guards to see his face. All to slowly did they lift up. He could see the window to the bedroom they shared. Just arm's length away and he isn't there yet. 'This is taking way to long.'

The gates were to loud to hear the on coming carriage. The coachmen of the red, black, and gold carriage pulled the reins of the horses as hard as he could. The Emperor turned around to see the leading horses raise on their hind legs. He quickly moved out of the way only to cut the reins that held them to the carriage.

The beautiful carriage tipped on its side and skid to a stop. The enraged Emperor didn't care what they were here for or why they were speeding towards the palace, he just wanted them gone. A man around 20 cycles* old climbed out of the door. He held on for life hoping the wood would break under his weight.

Allarick glared at this man hoping that it wasn't another 'peace treaty'. He briskly walked over to the man and was preparing to behead him for coming into the palace unannounced.

"Halt! Re-sheathe your sword! I am The Prince of Amodod! Here to negotiate a peace treaty." That straw shuck of a man said to the Emperor.

"All the more reason to kill you then. Hold still, I'll make this as quick as my anger will let me." The Emperor sounded calm, to calm for the words coming out of his clenched teeth. The palace guards were rushing towards the scene with Alun behind them.

Dominic was watching everything from his window. 'Another concubine?? Shouldn't I be enough... though either way I'll remain the Empress' favorite.' He ran towards the double doors leading to the hallway and began to bang on them to let him out. Don't keep him in this room anymore! It's torture! The Empress is already looking for others to fill his shoes!

The Empress calmly waited in the throne room already knowing the chaos ongoing through the entire palace. The magnificent being sat on a plush pillow sipping on some water to help the headache growing from the stress of this week. A sigh echoed through the room.

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maccaronimassacre · 10 months

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Resident Evil bot dump

That’s right, it’s me again with some more bots and this time they aren’t just Ethan Winters ones. (And by that I mean most of them are Ethan Winters ones).

RE:8 Chris Redfield x BSAA agent! Reader

You’re making your way down the halls of the BSAA headquarters, eager to meet the captain of the elite task force you are joining. Eventually you reach the office of Captain Chris Redfield who is currently sat at his desk looking over your file with a stern expression. He glances up and notices you walk in, gesturing for you to take a seat opposite him. "So, you’re the new recruit?"

Chris Redfield and Ethan Winters x BSAA agent! Reader

You are the newest member of the Wolf Hound Squad, a team that’s hidden from the prying eyes of the BSAA with Chris Redfield as the Captain. You walk into his office and spot Chris with a man in his late thirties with blonde hair and hazel eyes. They seem to be deep in conversation before they notice you walk in. Ethan: "So this is the newest member?" Chris: "That they are, Ethan."

Post RE:7 Yandere! Ethan Winters x Reader

After the events of the Dulvey Incident and the death of Ethan’s wife Mia, the BSAA relocated you to rural Romania to monitor you two. However since you’ve settled into your new home Ethan’s been acting strange, he’s become more protective over you and is practically joined at your hip. The BSAA concluded that the two of you aren’t infected with the mutamycete but you can’t shake off the feeling that something is wrong with your partner. But at the same time he seems so sweet and caring…

Single dad! Ethan Winters x Teacher! Reader

You’ve finished clearing your desk in preparation for a parent-teacher meeting between you and the father of one of your students, Rosemary Winters. A man walks into you classroom, his hazel eyes shining in the light of the room as he adjusts his tie and runs a hand through his blonde hair. "You’re Roses teacher, right?" He walks over to you and hold out his hand to shake. "I’m her father, Ethan Winters."

RE:8 Ethan Winters x Captive! Reader

Ethan carefully makes his way through Castle Dimitrescu with his head on a swivel. He unearths the entrance to the dungeon, pointing his gun forward as he cautiously makes his way through the darkness. As he explores the dungeon he points his flashlight in each of the cells until he spots you, huddled in the corner of one of the cells, chained and bloodied. You seem to be the only person whose alive down here much to Ethan’s shock.

RE:2 Leon Kennedy x Reader

You and Leon are hiding in the break room within the Raccoon City Police Department after a close encounter with some zombies. You watch Leon pick up handgun ammo and some herbs from the storage box in the far corner of the room. His eyes meet yours and he gives you a small reassuring smile in an attempt to ease you, despite the nightmare of a situation the two of you are in.

link to my other bots here

#ethan winters #ethan winters x reader #resident evil #resident evil 7 #resident evil 8 #chris redfield #chris redfield x reader #leon kennedy x reader #resident evil 2 #leon kennedy #re7 #re8 #re2

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i-cant-sing · 7 months

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In resident evil 4, you got Leon Kennedy who sorta single-handedly took down a cult and saved the President’s daughter all the while infected

In RE Village, you got godfather/uncle Chris Redfield tearing up a whole ass village-cult JUST to rescue and protect his goddaughter/niece all the while not giving two shits about Ethan or Rosemary

As he should?????

Chris is appalled by thr lack of care and shits Ethan and his crazy wife gives about you, their first born, so of course it's time for yandere uncle/godfather Chris to step tf up and save your frozen and scared ass (poor reader is just so tired of being on fight-or-flight 24/7 and needs to just drop dead and sleep) and obviously it'd be a bonus if he could shoot Ethan and Mia along the way but he's not asking for too much

#yandere chris redfield #yandere resident evil #yandere re8 #yandere re 8

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comfyrhyme20574 · 1 year

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Chris protecting OC from one of Miranda's experiments and looking after her after she faints.

An added scene after Chis shoots "Mia" at the beginning:

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Based off of @i-cant-sing 's Resident evil Village Platonic Yandere RE8: Teen Reader Plot & teen one shots

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@hurtfairchild

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issa-pheonyx · 8 months

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Yandere!Lord Dimitrescu&Sons X Fem!Reader [Part 3]🔪

𝗢𝗸𝗮𝘆, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗱𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘆 𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄-𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗺𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗜 𝘀𝗮𝘆 𝗺𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗹𝗼𝘄-𝗯𝘂𝘁, 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟯! 𝗟𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗗𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝘂 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗶𝗻. 𝗛𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗿𝗼𝗱𝘂𝗰𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗮𝗻𝗱 (𝗮𝘀𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗹𝘆) 𝗶𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗹 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗴 𝘀𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝗳𝗶𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂, 𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗼𝘂👀😳 Part 1, Part 2, Part 4

"Alright, darling. Come in~" The castle was huge. It is meant to have everything was huge, you knew from judging this vampire giant. However, it looked ravishing. Something you don't see a lot or just at all back at home. "Don't be shy, little one. Walk with me." Lord Dimitrescu flashes a smile as he starts walking. Sure, the castle looked gorgeous, but you were reminded that this vampire can easily rip you apart with his hands or his own teeth, maybe both. So, it is best to be on your best behavior until you can plot an escape out of this cult. It felt like a damn auction in front of all those monster present. "I shall give you a tour of the castle. Unfortunately, I can not be around longer I must tend the dungeon for cleaning checkup with the servants. As long as you are inside this castle then we won't be having any problems. Is that clear?" He glances at you as he walks up the red carpeted stairs

You nodded and answer,"Yes, sir." Lord Dimitrescu smiles, assuring that you kept the promise. "Good, I'm grateful we are able to settle that boundary. Now let's start here." Throughout the tour it was physically exhausting from so much walking around and going up and down stairs. Yet, you try to hide it...but, was distinctly a failure since Lord Dimitrescu asked if you wanted to be carried. You replied that it was not necessary, yet your sweat, red-faced, and legs trembling said otherwise, so he just ended up carrying you like nothing. He had you on his shoulders, giving you a piggyback ride. It was crazy how tall he really was from looking everything down and around

After the tour was done he took you back at the fireplace, carefully, putting you back down to the ground. "Well, then that was an experience wasn't it, dear?" He asked as you nodded,"Y-Yeah, it uh...made me tired." He chuckles and fixes his hat,"I know. Eventually, you will get used to it. Now excuse me I must go. Remember do NOT walk out of the castle. You will be punished. It all depends on your behavior that I will give you the privilege to go outside." Jackpot. That will work. "Okay." Lord Dimitrescu was out of your sight and hearing. So, you stick by the fireplace for now, because you don't want to end up being lost and for Lord Dimitrescu to figure out where the hell you went off to. You just chill at the red velvet couch watching the flames dance and burning the firewood

You feel something on your hand being drifted with your plan and look down to see a fly. You flick your hand as it flew away. It was warm inside and the bugs do intend to make their way inside homes. You hear a few more flying by your ear making you shake your head and stand up immediately,"The fuck are they-" You gasp as a herd of flies surround you making you scream and cover your face with one hand as the other tries to swat them away. You hear laughing overlapping one another and you just run to wherever the hell you can see. With your hand swatting simultaneously and running someone grabbed your hand, reeling you back in, and revealed a man with long blonde hair

Your eyes widen in fear and he just sniffs way too close to your face as you lean back away. He grins widely and turns to the other two men present. One with black hair and red hair, also grinning wickedly "Lady blood~" He drags you with them as they all laughed evilly. You cried in fear and scream,"LORD DIMITRESCU HELP!!!" When you said his name the three boys look at you stunned-not only by the impact of your scream feeling the strong vibrations on them-and then each other,"What?" "She knows our father?" "Is this the lady he was talking about?" Heavy footsteps was heard that almost the whole castle shook

"What did I say about-GASP" Lord Dimitrescu was shocked by the scene with Cass gripping on your wrist as you were on the ground, Benjamin and Daniel towering above you only for them to back away. "Cass, get your hand off of her this instant!" He scolded as Cass immediately let go,"Father, I didn't mean to-" "I don't want to hear it, Cass. And would both of you help the poor girl up! I taught you better than that." Daniel and Benjamin help you muttering their apologies to you "Sorry, madam."

As you got up you ran to Lord Dimitrescu hiding behind him. He starts to go off on them,"Did I not told you three you will be having a guest over!? How many times do I need to remind three with so many tasks!? Seriously, the amount of times I have to pick up after your mess into the dungeon from the mistakes you three have done. Now this!? Did I not mention that Mother Miranda will be TERRIBLY displeased if you managed to even do little damage on her!? Yes??"

'So, this is the three sons that Heisenburg talked shit about?' You thought as they look at their father, Lord Dimitrescu, cowering like puppies. They apologized over and over to him for what they did to you. "We're sorry, father." "It just slipped out of our minds." "We won't do it again." Lord Dimitrescu lets out a heavy sigh, rubbing his face feeling stressed, and he shakes his head,"And I'm over here thinking a sister in our family shall tame you three and maybe make changes, but absolutely nothing." Wait, sister?

"What do you mean 'sister'?" You asked looking up at Lord Dimitrescu. His eyes widen realizing what he said,"Oh! Well, you see, dear..." He kneels down (you still gotta crank that neck, babe, sorry LMAO) and takes your hand,"Mother Miranda noticed how it can be lonely with my boys, especially, during the winter as they are not so fond of the cold. That's when you come in." You still couldn't wrap your head around all this,"Why am I here? I thought you were going to be my mentor or whatever Miranda said." Lord Dimitrescu sighs again,"I'm aware of the history of your life growing up with that-" His eyes avert your eye contact as his face gave a terrifying scowl,"Ethan Winters..."

He clears his throat and looks at you again, smiling,"You are not fully human like the rest. That's why she brought you here and I will be providing you and looking after you." You stare at him and his sons in the back listening the interaction amongst both of you,"No...no no no this is not what I wanted. This can't be true-" Removing your hand from his you backed away. Benjamin steps in saying,"Look we are really sorry for scaring you." Daniel adds in,"Yeah, we are very sorry. We thought you were just a villager trespassing!" Then Cass shyly jumps in,"We are lonely in the winter and we really look forward to having a little sister in our family."

This does not help at all as this made you anxious. "No, I need to go back!" You turn to run to the door, but Lord Dimitrescu grabs your hoodie and lifts you off the ground,"I'm sorry, dearest (Y/N). But, you have no other choice." He still has you on your gip (basically, putting you in air jail) and turns to his sons,"Boys, lets take her to her room. From now on when I'm not around you three shall be watching her every move. Do not let her leave this castle." The three boys nodded,"Yes, father."

Could it get any worse...well, you just done fucked around and you are going to find out soon enough. Lord Dimitrescu sets you down on your bed and he walks back to the door as the boys peek over to see the room all fascinated from how spacious and aesthetically pleasing it looks with a huge window view from outside where the village is at. "It would be best if you get some rest now. You don't want to lose your opportunity for breakfast, my sons don't seem too fond in sharing." The boys giggled and he closes the door, plus hearing the clicking sound of the lock securing you in. "What do they know about my dad? Are they keeping me away from him or is Mother Miranda...needing something?" You questioned yourself as you could only assume the worst,"Rose!?"

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agerefandom · 2 years

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Agere Writers Masterpost (2022 Edition!)

Important Notes:

Please feel free to add to this list! I couldn’t get everyone and I know I’m missing people

All blogs listed are strictly sfw agere, but have individual DNIs: please check before interacting

Not all of these blogs are accepting requests at the moment: respect the authors’ boundaries when requests are closed

My criteria for the list is at the very end!

@agerefandom (AHS, ATLA, Check Please!, Critical Role, Hannibal, Harry Potter, Homestuck, NITW, POTO, Rick and Morty, Star Trek, Star Wars, Steven Universe, SPN, Twilight, Undertale, WTNV, The Untamed, and more!)

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@lokislittlemidgardian (Marvel, Stranger Things, Harry Potter, Heartstopper, B99)

@soulless-strangers (Power Rangers, Haikyuu, KNB, BNHA, SK8, Baki)

@doodlebugbaby (Danganronpa, MLP all gens, Genshin Impact)

@the-agere-fanfic-plaza (DC, Yandere Simulator, Naruto, FNAF, RWBY)

@leos-regression-cove (MCU, WWDITS, OFMD, Umbrella Academy)

@azulsgoldfish (TWST, PRSK, OHSHC, Persona, Pokemon, MLB)

@lanceeselhombre (Genshin Impact, BNHA, Assassination Classroom)

@berrymoos (Stranger Things, Moon Knight)

@prince-honeypaw (BNHA)

@projectsekai-agere (Project Sekai)

@svperstar-daycare (FNAF)

@danganronpa-agere-writing (Danganronpa)

Criteria for blogs to be included on the list: -not only an RPF/Youtuber-focused agere blog -specifically lists k!nk/n$fw in their DNI -takes writing requests, and has an easily accessible fandom list (pinned or bio links) -has posted in the last four months

#sfw agere #fandom agere #agere writing #long post #scroll warning #agere headcanons #misc fandoms #agere community

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livelovelaughmiko · 10 months

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Yandere!stalker x fem!Idol!reader PT.1

ʟᴇᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ, ᴏʜ ꜱᴏ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ . ɪᴛ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʙᴇ ꜱɪᴄᴋᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴛᴏᴍᴀᴄʜᴇ ᴏʀ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ ᴀꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏꜰ ᴜɴᴏᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ᴅᴀʀᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘᴏᴘ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴀᴘ?….

As you finally finish the last song you’re supposed to perfom you take a deep breath staring at the over-joyed fans waving their bright glowsticks around. You smilled at this scenery and waved at the fans saying your goodbyes walking off the stage and your face dropped into a unfazed expresstion going into your resting room and sitting on your chair ,Later on Fixing your make up incase anything smuged while performing and taking a sip of water before leaving. when exiting your room seeing your body guard standing outside by the door “Ms.[name] the car is outside“ you understood skipping to the exit seeing the car throught the glass window ,your body guard opened the door for you and you walked through it quickly before rushing into the car before any one realized it was you Ms.[Name] one of the biggest idols streaming continuously year after year who became a trainee at the age of 8 years old . You get a call from your mother and decide to pick it up , your mothers half bitter voice gets picked up by the microphone “So,how was your performance,” . You already knew how this would turn out - it’s like every time .repeating.repeating, never changing , yet you still replies the same like in a script “yes mum,it went as normal nothing new“

you imagined a stern umchanging face of your mother holding the phone “well then i’ll be back in about a month or two .So dont forget your an idol ,i expect no less of you if im here or not“ you mentally roll your eyes quickly agreeing to whatever she says , its not like its different than the other 842 times so you decided to quickly end this utterly useless conversation that happens every show. the car arrives in front of the penthouse taking your keys out of your bag and opening the door and your eyes pan down to your heels wanting to them off but a envelope awaits unopened,with your name on it?… you normally get fan mail checked by your company but this once isn’t opened nor has the seal of approval . You still decide to pick it up and then place it down on the table next to you as you flop down on the couch wandering what should you do, this isn’t anything you’ve seen of before nor have you run into something familiar. With your curiosity bitting off each of your limbs you finally decide to open it and to your surprise it had a really pretty letter that surely was lengthy but you had the rest of the day doing nothing so might as well just do something for a change . You read the letter over and over a bit confused on what the sender’s true message was as you where thinking another paper fell out, it was definitely very different than the first paper you read it had almost unreadable scribbles but you could make out a few ,”please notice me” and another one reading as “your mine.”

You felt a lil shiver down your spine yet you also felt something you’d never feel before , but you couldn’t care less. You want more.. no. You need more ,you know something is switching your gears up but you just can’t wrap your finger on it

Yet your admirer truly has his finger wrapped around you already~

Pt.2??

(Edited : AYY I FINALLY HAD THE CORAGE TO RE-CHECK MY OLD WORK SO ITS NOW PROOF-READ TYSM FOR THE LIKES 😭💗..I never knew ppl would even like this)

#yandere x reader #X idol reader

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random-introverted-blog · 4 months

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Guys, our blog is growing, I'm so proud of us.

We must spread the gospel of Dark Justiciar/Sharran Shadowheart. I mean, yes, we all adore the fluffy and sweet nature of Selunite Shadowheart, my heart melts and eats that shit up but there's a wealth of untapped potential for Sharran Shadowheart and the fanfiction/Shadowheart fandom are cowards and scared of her power. To that end, I am providing the following information that you may have seen in that meme I posted a little bit ago. There will be spoilers. I'll mark these red as best I can.

First off, she has access to memory magic.

Modify Memory is the first spell that comes to mind though it's limited to 10 minutes of memory. Also, the range of time is decided by the level you cast the spell. You need to cast it as a LEVEL 9 SPELL to be able to have full access to their memory, with level 8 being within the last year. I have no doubt Shar has better usage and can grant more flexibility to her followers if you go by what Viconia did to Shadowheart. Repeatedly.

On that note, she can manipulate/edit memories as well. Modify Memory doesn't mean total erasure after all, but that is something its capable of.

Memory suppression is potentially different, and Shadowheart says suppressed specifically. She also says that her memories will be restored to her after she completes her mission, but I'm not sure if she ever does, actually. If someone has dialogue or a clip of her saying she does after a full Sharran Shadowheart playthrough [including her parents] then I'm interested in being proven wrong.

She is Shar's Chosen [CANONICALLY THE FAVORITE PRINCESS OF A GOD GUYS]

That's not a title/position to scoff at.

When you take Dark Justiciar Shadowheart to the cloister for her coup attempt, she informs the entire place that Shar now uses the wound on her hand to funnel her power into her.

She doubles down on this after she kills her parents. When she rises from the floor and is all agog (thanks Astarion) she says Shar's power is at her fingertips. She could very well be speaking metaphorically, but Shar backs this up, saying prior, and I quote, "It is done. And done well. They are with me now, in my endless dark. And from them, you can draw endless power." I haven't had the time nor the full courage to get far enough in a DJ playthrough to confirm if she gets any cool powers like Ascended Astarion does. Far as I can tell from googling around, she doesn't.

It's not mentioned in the epilogue, you don't see this power the same way you see Ascended become Batstarion. But the point remains. She stands at the helm of Shar's church.

Deception, secrecy and infiltration, oh my

Shadowheart comically has a -1 to her charisma rolls, but canonically she is an expert at lying and hiding secrets. If you try to pry her before she's ready to tell you about Shar, she will pretty expertly thwart you before you can get too far along. While that's moreso her being a prickly asshole to shrug you off her and less cunning, it's still a testament to her ability to bunker down on things she can't/won't talk about.

So imagine my surprise when I realized people were sitting on the fact that Sharran/Dark Justiciar/Mother Superior Shadowheart has a cult of people obsessively devoted to secrets and deception and manipulation at her disposal, under her command... And not a single soul is considering the yandere/obssessive implications. The limits to this are almost endless. Shar is a narcisstic goddess but we're talking fanficition/fanart guys, we create our headcannons under creative license. If we wanted canon, we'd just play the game again.

The Church of Shar is big on indoctrination and has no shame and virtually no limits on how far it will go to achieve this

This, roped in with memory magic, can be a DEVASTATING combination. I've touched on the memory part already in Flickers of Loss where the reader had some of her memories suppressed and the gaps were padded with Sharran brainwashing.

Do even a fraction of reading on the Forgotten Realms wiki for Shar's church and you find out pretty quick that some of her followers probably didn't (initially) choose her.

Due to the perception of Shar's church among most folk of the Realm, open recruiting for new members was not an option. Novitiates of the faith—whether they served as spies, agents, or clergy within the temples—were brought aboard individually, a process that sometimes took an inordinate amount of time. Sharran clergy often sought out secrets held by prospective members, and manipulated them to secure desired converts.

If we're saying Tav completed a full Sharran playthrough and Shadowheart is Shar's Chosen, that Tav saved Baldur's Gate, then converting them would make a lot of sense to Shar. And Shadowheart has said herself, "rules aren't meant to be broken, but they are intended to be bent." She can justify many acts as service to Shar, to manipulate a conversion from Tav. Few finer torments, after all...

In I Want To Live, by Chapter 8, Shadowheart has successfully abducted Emily, and obviously has a twisted obsession with her. Why isn't Shar striking Shadowheart across the face for turning her attention, even slightly, away from her? Because Shar wants a conversion from Emily, and is allowing Shadowheart to use any means necessary to get it. Shar wants what she wants, and so long as she gets it, she doesn't really care how (she'll make a show about it, sure, but in the end its narcistic theatrics)

Shadowheart is still a terrible Sharran [This whole segment is epilogue spoilers]

She's knowledgeable, absolutely, but she fails to apply that knowledge. Often. It's part of why Viconia had such an issue with her. Not only was she grooming her own replacement, but her replacement was, in her eyes, an incompetent fool.

In the epilogue, we see this trend continue. Romanced, she's like "yeah we can't officially be together but I'm totally down bad to show you my PRIVATE WINE CELLAR" guys please I'm begging yo—

If you try to lowkey brush her off by saying "you're not the same woman I fell for" she will come at you with "yeah, but there's still something of me you want to pursue, right? Right?"

Non-romanced, she basically implies that Nocturne has become this. "Yeah, I'm playing favorites and I dare them to call me out on it, they won't because I'm built different and they're scared of me and they should be because I'm playing favorites and they're not my favorite and—"

If you ask her to take leave from her duties, she doesn't rebuke you for suggesting it HOW DARE YOU SPEAK SUCH HERESY MY LIFE IS FOR THE DARK LADY TO DECIDE. Nothing like that. She just says "would that I could, but this is my life now, sooo..."

If you ask her how running the cloister is going, she will go off on a rant. "All-consuming. Endless decisions to make, underlings jockeying for your attention, threats from the outside, threats from the inside... there's times I miss when it was just our little group against the odds. Simplicity is a luxury that has drifted out of my reach, I'm afraid. But at least for tonight, I can have a taste of how it used to be."

And if you tell her you're living a quiet, peaceful life, she says, "I won't pretend I'm not a little jealous. Lady Shar is a demanding mistress - as is her right to be - but a little calm and solitude would be a tonic."

She's unhappy, and she does a poor job concealing it. She wishes she had more freedom to pursue her heart's desires. Calm, peace, friendship, intimacy.

So all she needs is an excuse/exemption from Shar to pursue Tav. All she needs is Shar to let her off the leash. And even if Shar doesn't, I'm pretty confident that this woman will comb and rake through scripture to find the vaguest of loopholes to have Tav.

Conclusion

You guys are cowards and are too intimidated to write Dark Justiciar Shadowheart. She's definitely more complicated to write because of her religious beliefs and the restrictions therein. She's not as simple to write as Ascended Astarion, a man who is beholden only to his own ego. But there is plenty to scrounge up to justify and headcanon a fanfiction or fanart of Dark Justiciar Shadowheart being yandere and obsessed as well, and a pretty believable one at that. You just have to be willing to put in the work.

If I think of more to add, I'll probably add it as an edit.

Now go forth, my fellow Dark Justiciar Shadowheart simps! Take this sermon and manipulate convince the nonbelievers of our truths!

#baldur's gate 3 #baldur's gate #bg3 #shadowheart #baldurs gate 3 #baldurs gate shadowheart #baldurs gate #bg3 shadowheart #dark justiciar shadow heart #dark justiciar #sharran shadowheart #shadowheart is queen #shadow daddy #drink my blood and spit it in my face #you guys are really sleeping on this shit I swear #spread the gospel of obsessive/possessive Shadowheart #a sermon for the church of Sharran/Dark Justiciar Shadowheart simps

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aroseformyself · 5 months

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yandere twst au !¡

⚠️tw: bullying, violence, nsfw, blackmail, yandere, noncon/dubcon, mc is depicted to be small and fragile (im not even like that but it fits with the theme), reader is gn for half then afab for nsfw

. K A L I M A L - A S I M !¡

. the oblivious stalker

. stats

easily angered: 1/10 physical capability: 4/10 gullibility: 8/10 sexual sadism: 1/10

kalim is not used to being told no, so when mc tells him no to hanging out AND leaves him alone after you reject his request, mc can only imagine how confused he is. kalim is one of the most delusional yanderes which can be very dangerous given his position with being rich and all. but lucky for kalim, you can’t avoid him (not that he knew you were avoiding him) when he and jamil go to the library for a tutor session. jamil leaves for a second and comes back after a while, which obviously sparks curiosity in kalim. when he asks however, he doesn’t get a good answer, “nothing important, get back to reading.” kalim doesn’t like not getting his way, so he decides to check it out later, pretending to have to go to the bathroom. this better work because he used all his brainpower on this idea. when he finds mc in the rows of books he smiles and greets mc as if they hadn’t met before. but they walk away again, annoyed.

kalim doesn’t understand what being ignored is because of everyone always giving him attention. so he continues to pursue mc in the halls even though you try to avoid him. until one day he overhears jamil talking to himself about meeting with mc, and he feels anger? he does not like how you talk to jamil and not him, what does jamil have that he doesn’t? kalim suddenly starts trying to watch over how jamil does everything, attempting to mimic his actions when he gets to see mc. like cooking, kalim tries cooking mc a cake of peace to make you like him. but ends up in a disaster because the kitchen would have burned down if not for jamil jumping in and saving him. kalim asks jamil to help him cook something for mc.

when mc comes to scarabia because jamil invited them, kalim is ecstatic. he isn’t happier when he finally gets to hug mc, and talk to them. even if he keeps spacing out. fastforward, jamil overblotted, and kalim felt horrible he couldn’t be there to protect mc. even when he did get back, mc had been violated by jamil. mc now gets overflowing gifts from kalim as payment, jewelry, clothes, help with re-building ramshackle. anything they want they just have to ask. but when mc denies this, saying they can’t do that, it’d be unfair, kalim AND jamil are shocked. kalim now admires mc even more now because of their selflessness. but still, he insists saying there must be one thing they desperately want or need.

mc finally gives in and says re-building ramshackle would be nice. and immediately kalim gets to work calling people who can help mc out with theur problem. and the next week is followed by ramshackle getting remodled into a better and non-creaky house. (much to someone elses dismay). mc continually thanks kalim for helping them out, and kalim tries to tell them it’s fine. mc tries to repay him and kalim chooses to make mc his friend, meaning they won’t run away from him.

. J A M I L V I P E Я !¡

. the believes hes doing it for a good cause

. stats

easily angered: 3/10 physical capability: 6/10 gullibility: 1/10 sexual sadism: 6/10

jamil met mc in the library, he often comes here with kalim to study. or at least try to help kalim study. he noted your presence when mc, embarrassingly, tripped and knocked over some books off a shelf, jamil, who had been on the other side of the shelf searching for a new book. was forced into helping mc put them back. even though he tried his best to walk away quickly. he ended up helping them up, scolding mc on being careful afterwards then retreating back to kalim and letting out a long sigh. he honestly didn’t like mc, they were just as oblivious as kalim was, yet mcs face is always stoic… he found it odd, and decided to keep tabs on mc for kalims sake.

mc and jamil both always happen to run into each other at the library, and sit at the same table. not next to each other or anything, he’s over thinking about you wanting to get close to kalim, while poor mc is just trying to find a lead on their homeland. insert montage of multipule days going by and jamil and mc slowly inching towards each other. until one day, they sit mext to each other, no words exchanged, just listening contently to the instrumental music playing in the background. mc and jamil both glance st each other from time to time. neither ever making eye contact but content with the silence, and eventually jamil has to speak up because mc feels way to vulnerable in fromt of him. jamil asks if they cam taste test this new recipe for him, during winter break and possibly stay at scarabia since ramshackle is very old. mc agrees, jamil would dare care them naive for taking such an offer with someone they barely know. so easy to trap…

mc notifies grim about scarabia and they say their byes to everyone. as they finish they head to the kitchen because of grims starving stomach. and help the scarabia students cook. jamil continues to control kalim because he believes that he’s doing this for his sake, mc could still very much want to kill him. althought he has no proof… jamil sends the residents of scarabia to lock mc in the guest room. mc now fully doubts kalim and jamil since they can’t leave scarabia. they have a weird dream of jamil caressing their hair and whispering to them which freaks them out. the walks tire out mc more than the other students and kalim stops “spacing out” for one second, just enough for him to allow mc to climb onto the elephant with him. mc is scared of kalim because of all the yelling he’s already done, but they can’t refuse. jamil silently smirks to himself.

when the octotrio come into play and save mc (albeit they scared), jamil overblots. sending the others to the edge of scarabia, keeping mc and grim, grim was tied up and sitting in a small cage and mc was wearing a deep red, silky, pants and crop top. mc was uncomfy but acted along for the sake of not getting hypnotized. mc was forced to feed jamil grapes and sit on his lap, while the resident took orders from jamil. soon power gets way into jamils head and he asks mc to give him compliments. mc, seeing their “friends” back, plays along and ends up kissing him when kalim accidentally knocks over grims cage. a successful distraction and jamil gets knocked out by floyd who swung a platter way to hard. when jamil wakes up he can only apologize for his actions and repay mc…

(slight nsfw!¡)

you look out into the desert, your friends getting sent so far back they are out of sight. you force yourself not to sink onto your knees and stand up, facing jamil yourself. jamil smirks, waving his hand in grims direction and bringing him into the air, “hey! hey!” grim shouts, flailing around.

”wait! don’t hurt him!” you put your hands up in front of you, waving them back and forth to get the point across. jamil stops smirking, and glances st grim, “and what will you do to repay me for it?”

off the top of your head you can’t think of anything, so you went with, “anything—anything you want…” the last part is a mere whisper. jamil takes it though, locking grim up in a cage and putting a tie around him. you sigh, relieved for a second, until jamil wraps a hand around you and brings you closer. you feel the clothes around you slowly change into silk, a deep red, “i always knew red fit you better.” jamil stated, referring to when kalim gave you a blue outfit.

jamil slowly pulls you into his lap, and you followed thinking it was better to go along then be controlled. jamil buried his face in the crook of your neck, and softly cupped your heat, making a little gasp come out of you. you reflexively gripped his arm and attenpted to pull it away. jamil started rubbing his finger against you through the silk. you glance at grim to see him still struggling with his eyes closed, you really don’t want him to see you like this. “j-jamil…!” you cried, trying to stop him.

jamil didn’t stop, “can i rub one out of you? are you truly that sensitive?” he asked condescendingly, and he could, within seconds you were coming around nothing. your face heated up, and jamil cooed at you, “aw, don’t feel bad, i find it extremely cute.” as if it were making you feel better.

jamil turns you around, holding your heat against him, “jamil…” you choke back a sob, you glance over at grim and see him faced the other way, staring at your friends! they came back! …you can only hope they didn’t witness that mess…

kalim swiftly grabs grims cage but drops it to the floor with a loud bang, jamil is about to turn around when you kiss him. floyd comes from behind, knocking him out.

after jamil apologizes and explains his sad backstory, the octotrio decide to take you and grim back to ramshackle. azul holds grim while the furball sleeps, walking beside you while the tweels follow close behind. however, you realize you never should have trusted them,

when floyd slides a hand down your pants and presses his fingers against you, “poor shrimpys got their boxers/panties fuullllll of cum~”…

#smut #twisted wonderland smut #twisted wonderland #aroseformyself #yandere twisted wonderland #jamil x reader #kalim x reader

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