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untitled-writer-013 · 1 year

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I saw your Yandere! Alt Gabriel and I loved it! To spice it up, what would he do with an escaped reader? I want to know how far his lengths would go to find them, or does he wait until they get attacked so he could “save” them and “teach them a lesson”?

Yandere!Alt Gabriel x Fem!Escaped!Reader

warning(s): yandere themes, manipulation, intense paranoia, stalking, slight mind control, suspense.

Gabriel had grown obsessed with his darling (Y/n). Ever since he had ‘saved’ his darling from one of his alternates, he didn’t leave her side. He’d follow her around the house, watching her do mundane human things, but he was content. He had decided that he would take his time with his darling, wanting to slowly introduce his true nature to (Y/n).

But before he had the chance to even begin, she had escaped.

His. Darling. Escaped.

This was absolutely unacceptable. Gabriel couldn’t let her escape, not when he had just caught her in his web. He’d demand his alternates to search for her, knowing she wouldn’t be far since Mandela County was under lockdown. Gabriel would also fly over the county, searching for his darling when night had fallen.

Sooner or later, Gabriel would find (Y/n). As soon as he did, he knew he’d have to play her back into his hands again, making her rely only on him. He’d start by planting seeds of doubt in her hand, having her return home with the front door cracked open, or the TV turned on, the sound of static piercing her ears. He’d watch patiently as she began to become paranoid, checking her locks over and over again, unplugging the TV and hiding it in the hall closet, desperate to feel safe again. (Y/n) would go through all these measures, and yet, she’d find the front and back door unlocked and open, too terrified to enter her home, and her TV somehow returned to its original spot. She was on the brink of returning to Gabriel, remembering how safe she had felt when she had been with him.

Her final breaking point showed up that night.

(Y/n) had returned home from getting groceries, already alarmed since her front door had been unlocked after distinctly locking it. She set her things onto the kitchen counter, turning and letting out a gasp when she saw it.

An alternate was waiting at the end of the hallway, an inhuman smile on its face as they stared each other down. She was too afraid to do anything, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t let out the scream trapped in her throat, her legs shaking as tears began to obscure her vision. Her heart was hammering against her chest, the growing suspense of wondering when the alternate would move was torture. She begged with anything that was listening, even praying that Gabriel would forgive her and save her.

She had been foolish, why did she think she could handle surviving alternates on her own? (Y/n) could only hope that the alternate would make her death swift, but knew that this was very unlikely.

(Y/n) shut her eyes, tears spilling down her face as she let out the mix of a scream and a sob, letting out the fear that had been building up during the staring contest she had held with the alternate. She heard a mix of a laugh and a shriek, too scared to open her eyes as she waited to meet a gruesome demise.

She sobbed and sobbed, listening to what sounded like two things slamming against each other, ending with an abrupt hiss.

(Y/n) stood there, crying as she held her face in her hands, wondering why the alternate was taking so long to kill her. She flinched as two hands cupped her face, gently wiping away her tears while the person hushed her.

She slowly opened her eyes, her sobbing continuing when she realized who had saved her. Gabriel stood before her, his long robe just barely touching the ground as he wrapped his wings around her.

“Oh (Y/n), this is why I needed you to stay with me. Imagine if I hadn’t shown up on time? Surely you understand why I was so worried.” Gabriel stated, his eyebrows furrowing as a look of pity spread across his face, continuing to wipe her tears away with one hand while the other slowly rubbed her back.

“I need you to do as I say, it’s the only way I can protect you. If you don’t do as I say, another alternate could show up and kill you. And we both know you won’t survive that encounter.” Gabriel stated, guiding her to the couch and sitting her down as he stood above her, tilting her chin up to look at him.

“You poor thing, you must have been so terrified. This is why you need to let me take care of you, protect you, love you. You don’t need to worry that pretty head of yours anymore, just give in and let me take care of the rest. Do you understand?” Gabriel asked, a smile resting on his face as (Y/n) nodded, though she was barely aware of what was going on. Her eyes looked slightly glazed over, Gabriel enjoyed the sight of it.

Gabriel had punished her by taking her free will away, just slightly and he wouldn’t take it away forever. After all, he quite enjoyed being adored by his darling genuinely. While he would prefer his darling’s love and adoration for him to be real, he would be patient. After all, she was a helpless human who had challenged him, and he was just teaching her a lesson.

A lesson she would never forget.

~fin~

author’s note: i think Gabriel would absolutely manipulate his darling into being completely dependent on him. he longs to be worshiped, so for his darling to rely on him for affection and protection would be pure bliss to him. but, you’d be a fool if you think you’d be able to escape him for even a moment. <33

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sunshine-for-serotonin · 1 year

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Of course dearie! I’m actually surprised more people haven’t asked for more Mandela Catalogue! I hope you enjoy! This is human Cesar!!!

Cesar is nothing if not clingy. Like, unbearably so. There is never a minute where he is not attached to your hip, trying to give you more affection than what one person would be able to reasonably handle.

Definitely the quickest one to kidnap you out of all the cast except for maybe Adam. He just can’t help it! Cesar couldn’t risk you getting hurt by an alternate (or falling in love with someone else), truly he’s just doing this for your best interest!

Before kidnapping you, he’s definitely the type to daydream about holding you close as you tell Cesar you love him. The thought of you returning even a fraction of his feelings makes his heart race and Cesar swore he would implode if he couldn’t have you in his arms soon.

On that note, Cesar is honestly fairly delusional. For example, if you try to argue with him about how him keeping you in his house against your will is wrong, Cesar’s mind will make up something along the lines of you just need a nap plus some cuddles and kisses before you’ll be back to normal.

Cesar absolutely loves to be the big spoon when cuddling you. You just feel so nice to cling onto! Plus this way he can hold you tight enough to where you can’t get away. If your being particularly squirmy, he just assumes your uncomfortable laying on that side of your body, so Cesar flips you around to face him and pulls you flush against his chest until you drift off.

Should you return his affection in anyway, shape, or form, Cesar practically pounces on you. If you weren’t already overwhelmed before, you sure are now.

Immediately pulls you into his lap and wraps his arms around you, grinning like the Cheshire Cat. Kisses are pressed to your face with fervor before Cesar licks his lips and finally, finally, slots his mouth against yours, getting lost in your presence.

Regardless of whether you reciprocate that particular action, Cesar is practically vibrating with glee and has decided to make it his personal mission to treat you to anything you desire! Besides privacy or being let go, of course.

Not afraid to kill people if they try to interfere with anything, and honestly I can kind of see him enjoying killing people for you. Luckily Cesar probably won’t have to worry about his mom considering he most likely moved out before kidnapping you.

Overall, as long as you don’t mind being smothered with hugs and kisses throughout the day, it’s not so bad. Just don’t overexcite Cesar to much, who knows what he’ll do.

#cesar torres #cesar torres x reader #yandere mandela catalogue #yandere male #yandere Cesar torres #the mandela catalogue #tmc #yandere tmc

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yandereworlds · 5 months

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It's been a hot minute since I've drawn yandere gabriel from my last post, but I had to draw this menace again

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yannisrandomstuff · 1 year

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Hey girly ! I was wondering If you could do me a favor and use that awesome skill of yours🫵, and please make me and make yan alt Cesar and Gabriel with Angel s/o who is incredibly oblivious. You don’t have to do this , you can add anything that makes you comfortable. Please take care of yourself and have a nice day or night.

-🫵👰‍♀️🎚️

Yandere Alternate Gabriel with An Angel s/o

I didn't include Alt Cesar since I don't write for him. Once again this blog is for Gabriel

Tw: possessiveness, control , toxic love, Alt Gabe being a jerk

It all started when you are created by God, you are one of the most divine being that he created. An Angel with 4 pairs of wings that shine under the moon. An angel with pure innocence, gentle and beauty.

Eventually you started to learn more about the God's creations, then you met him.

He is beautiful, he has 6 wings that the sunlight shine so bright. You learned that his name is Lucifer, the Morningstar.

In his eyes you are beautiful. He felt warm when he's with you, hearts beating faster whenever he's around with you but he keeps calm.

You are the most beautiful being after himself he ever saw.

Everytime that the two of you were together, you always seem to look at him with those mesmerizing eyes. Whenever you praised him with compliments instead of just saying thank you like he would do to any ordinary angels he returns the compliments to you with a heart warming smile.

And that moment he promised to himself. He will raised above God's power and have a throne for himself to rule the world, he also had an idea that he wanted you to be his Significant Other

Unfortunately his plans failed. And he thrown in the depths of the earth many angels saw his fall like lighting and he was never to be seen again. Or so they thought.

One day you were preparing the instruments for the choir for the angels to use when they sing. You can't help but remember Lucifer. He is one of the Singing Angels, it felt really different now that he was gone.

You bump into the Messenger of God Gabriel he asked you if you were alright, you assured him that you are fine. The two of you chat a bit he tells you some of his missions and jobs . The two of you are having a great time chatting it made you happy knowing that the angels did not hate you for your friends rebellion against God.

At that moment you felt something strange something not right at all you figure it out immediately Gabriel's Voice is much lower than usual you just brushed it off.

Strange things been happening lately, angels that you were close with have gone missing, you feel like you were being watched all the time. And your things have been disappearing. Gabriel seem to be much more clingy to you

Everynight you have a dream about someone telling you that he will comeback for you

And later on, Someone Overthrew God out of his position.

Every now and then you will always wake up with bite marks everywhere, mostly around your neck and inner thighs. Some of them have blood stains in them.

And also a bit wet down there.

Another familiar scent will always be in your body

After Gabriel successfully destroyed heaven, you and the other angels manage to survive including the other archangels. You weren't sure if Gabriel The Archangel have survived. (He didn't he's trapped lolol) you haven't seen him in centuries. And now you have been caught by him

he will lock you up in a fancy bird cage 5 times your size but and will always visit you

That bird cage is like a mini room, it had a bed, and furnitures and things that you love doing (like painting, creating songs, writing poems, and other angelic stuff)

This yandere will always in control, always controlling your every moves

He gets upset whenever you disobey him.

But he always make it up to you whenever he hurt you

He tends to be extra sweet and clingy around you when you obey him

He gets so happy when you talk to him and eat the food he makes for you.

He hopes that one day you will submit to him

He visualizes a family with you

And everyday will be the same

So you can't really survive this because he loved you so much that you cannot escape

Bro I'm back

#alternate gabriel #the mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue x reader #tmc alternate #tmc #xreader #yandere

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its-dari · 1 year

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To the Heart of It

Pairing(s): Alternate! Cesar Torres X Gender Neutral! Reader

Summary: You try and tell yourself that you didn't lose the love of your life, you just have to keep believing that... But why is the alternate letting you believe your own lie?

A/N: Down the rabbit hole I go, I guess. I wanted to explore this idea so here, I probably won't be writing for the Mandela Catalogue again tho - I won't be taking requests.

(I also again do not have a blog for this, so I'm just posting it on my main.)

Warning(s): Angst. Mentions of Suicide and Character Death. Obsessive/Possessive Behavior. Body Horror.

When you came to see Cesar, worried about his lack of correspondence, you didn't even consider the alternates as an obstacle. There would be nothing getting in the way of you seeing him. Come hell or high water.

Bursting into the nearly empty house, you called his name over and over in search. Close to sobbing at the stabbing of anxiety every second you went on without knowing of he was okay.

Cesar's voice was low when it called to you, quiet as your name came from the end of the dark hallway.

You sprinted towards him without hesitation, arms swinging ariund his body. Enough to make him stumble and grunt in surprise.

Sobbing into his neck, you whisper, "I'm so happy..."

He was motionless before he cradled you in his arms.

You knew then that he wasn't Cesar.

Not quite anyway.

His voice would distort and shake between his sweet nothings.

His form, while sharing his face, was different depending on the day.

He'd come back smelling like blood.

But he always came back, always spent his time with you. Reciprocating your affections and "sleeping" in your arms, taking the time to run out to get supplies and make sure the house was stocked.

His laugh was the same, his voice was still gentle as it spoke to you.

He cradled you in his arms like you two were the only people in the world.

He still wasn't your Cesar Torres.

Just a monster wearing his skin.

It was nice to pretend.

But one winter night, tucked in the chest of the thing you knew killed the man you loved...

"I know you're not actually him." You whisper, staring at the swirling darkness at the edges of the room.

Still sleepy, even as the being behind you twitched.

"What do you mean?"

He almost sounded... Nervous.

"I know you're an alternate... I've known this whole time, the minute I heard you speak." You were so tired "... Why did you play along? Let me pretend?"

There was silence, oppressive and heavy. Lanky arms, that were much too powerful, curled tighter around your body.

In the whole of your heart, you couldn't call him an it.

His voice was fragmented, others interspersed between his soft tones.

"I was curious."

"Knew humans do a lot for their loved ones."

"Wanted to see why he loved you so much."

"Wanted to experience what it was like to be loved."

There was an extended silence and the whispers quieted.

"Cesar's" voice came, lips pressed to your ear. His voice was quiet, "Do you still love me?"

You peer into the shadows, your eyes welling with tears. Feeling very alone at the prospect of being left, arms like a vice around you. But he's still here.

He hasn't let go.

You would not cave to dying at your own hands.

Not when you seeked out the answer.

He knew that.

You turn.

His eyes were black as the void, dark and deep.

Your fingers curled around his cheek.

"Are you going to leave if I tell you that I do?" Your voice shook, fingers sweeping through his dark hair.

He shut his eyes, seemingly enjoying the feeling. Sighing quietly, though he is not breathing anymore. As there was no need to do it for show now thst you knew.

"No." His lashes were as dark and pretty as his hair having used photos to make sure he was close as he could be. "I don't think I can anymore."

Lips still soft as he kissed you, murmuring against your mouth. "You're mine now dearest lamb... I won't let you be taken by anything else. Other humans... My own kind... No one, not even yourself."

You whimpered against his lips but it's stamped out as he kissed you deeper, pressing you into the mattress.

"You've given... me a taste of love, made me... burn for you." He said in reverence, voice stalling occasionally "... I love you the way he did."

His face twisted a bit above you, stretching the features of the man you adored into frightening proportions. Smile stretched wide across his face.

"Will you still call me Cesar, dearest?... Can you still love me knowing I am not him?"

You peer at him.

Unafraid.

Just seeing this bastardized version of him should have broken you.

Should have driven you MAD, finally ready to run instead into the arms of death to see an afterlife with the real Cesar.

In the end, you fell in love with this creature.

All because he donned your boyfriend's face.

Cesar, the real one, might curse your name until you died and went to hell. For falling for the creature that killed him and wore his skin.

But as you lived and breathed, it was still love.

Your hands wound around his neck and you kissed his grotesque features, peppering his face.

He sunk into your affections like a cat.

You only smile.

"Do you have another name? Or will just petnames suffice?"

His cold, thin fingers stroke away your tears while his face morphed back into familiar territory.

"... Keep calling me Cesar until we'll pick a new name together."

You hummed, gently drawing him back under the covers. Body curling comfortingly around you.

Protective.

Solid.

... In the end, you still get to be with the man you loved more than anything so you were happy.

And now... So was he.

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anima-writer · 1 year

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I just wanna say I love your writing it's so good!!!! Aaaa love it sm.

I saw the other anon request yandere poly Jonah and Adam and I can say I'm having that brainrot rn

But speaking of which maybe yandere poly romantic Jonah and Adam with an affectionate reader? Reader will be very physically affectionate with them? (Kisses, hugs, hand holding, cuddling.)

Yandere!Adam and Yandere!Jonah w/ an Affection! Reader

Summary: Literally the title

Warning[s]: yandere tendencies, being lock up in the house without con, manipulation, use of drugs without con.

Pairing[s]: Adam Murray × Reader × Jonah Marshall, Romantic.

Word Count: 940

A/N: AAAAAAAAAAA, THANK YOU SM 🥺🥺🥺💞💞💞💕💖💖✨ You guys don't know how this means a lot to me 😭😭

Oh yeah, don't worry anon, I would take your request as GN!Reader because you didn't specified the gender :]

Surely one of the people who will love this type of partner the most would be Jonah, because his love language is physical touch itself. Jonah would be hugging you and kissing you all over the corner of your face, he loves it when you get embarrassed or start laughing with those silly little kisses. Jonah also loves it when you return these affections to him because then you guys end up having a little war of little kisses. Just two silly people having fun!

And when it's cuddle time or bedtime with you, Jonah also likes to be the little spoon. He just appreciates your touch.

Adam, on the other hand, isn't as big a fan of physical contact as Jonah himself is, but he'd always try to get his hands on you. I'm not talking about in a weird way, of course, but yes: wrap his arm around your neck when you're sitting together and he wants you close to him, or wrap his arm around your waist when you two go out. He also likes to give you surprise kisses, privately in your shared house, he just can't resist your reactions.

At bedtime, he is often the big spoon with you. Meaning you will always be in the middle of these boys every night. No exceptions.

However, with other people, it would be another story, because if you are also usually affectionate with other people, none of your boyfriends end up liking it, but leave this question alone because they know that you do it by pure nature and that you just like to share your affection. But that doesn't make the jealousy disappear from them.

Months slip away into days and more and more you start to realize how little time you spend outside now and it's all the fault of your boyfriends who are always making excuses for you not to leave the house. No matter how much you fight, they always come up with an excuse that feels more like an order that if you refuse you will have a guilty conscience to your grave. The most common excuses are always about them needing you for something or that Jonah/Adam will sort it out for you so you can stay home!

This thing of doing things for you and that you need to do a certain thing inside the house ends up becoming a ritual, because you officially realize that it's been exactly 4 months since you've barely left the house. Not even to take a sunbath, was almost impossible. The boys end up being glad that they managed to get you to stay home because it meant that all your attention would be on them now. And nobody else 's.

These boys seem to have a lot of lies because to be able to lock you up for 4 months just by fooling you is pretty impressive.

…and now? The Headcanon could end here if you want, but I kind of have a few more ideas… Let's assume that with that little time at home, it ends up manipulating your emotional state and you get to the point where you're always down because you can't leave the house anymore on your own? And your affective side starts to become less visible to the boys? They go crazy.

Not so much at first, because they just think you need a little time to get used to this new quarantine routine. You would later forget about all this discouragement and go back to delivering hugs and kisses like you always did! However, not everything is a sea of flowers, because they were very wrong with this hypothesis.

A whole week had gone by and you were still upset. You didn't even give a good morning hug affectionately and a kiss on the forehead of good night like you always did! And the biggest sin was when you stopped wanting to sleep with them to go sleep on the couch. All this to not look directly at them.

They kept you in this house for four months straight and made up so many lies for you or someone else. They didn't have this whole plan just to dismiss you from the others and you just started to get sadder! They couldn't have a sun as radiant as you so sad.

Things don't seem to be getting any easier with time, least of all you. They love you very much but if you don't want to take things the easy way then it was totally your choice.

Over the next few days, one of the things you notice the most is how heavy your eyes are lately. You're so drowsy that sometimes you can't get up from your seat without falling or needing someone to help you. Noticing your somewhat sluggish behavior, they suggest that you go and lie down with them to regain your strength and energy. And, without much thought, you agree.

With your drowsiness, it was harder for you to refuse these suggestions from them yourself, it's quite hard to even think of what to think when all you want to do is just lie down and close your eyes! And because of that, much more time for the three of you to cuddle happily and snuggle in a nice duvet :]

Isn't that cute? Your two boyfriends helped you feel better with as much affection as possible because that's what you needed most, isn't it? …Well, the secret recipe that was in one of your food and drinks says quite the opposite. Better start watching more closely when the cuddle session is over.

#tw yandere #the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #tmc #romantic #mandela catalogue x reader #the mandela catalogue x reader #adam murray #adam murray x reader #jonah marshall #jonah marshall x reader #adam murray x reader x jonah marshall #poly love

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lumierexfics · 5 months

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Chat Log Name : Holiday Event!

❆ Chat Log Description: Happy holidays! I made this event for fun again because the holidays are coming up which is amazing! The deadline is January 1st of next year (which may seem like a long way but it’s actually really close!) Requests [ 0 out of 7] written…

What type of gift was it?

Secret Gift, No AU

Books, Academic AU

Music box, Time traveler AU

Crown, Royalty AU

A book from their favorite author, Bookstore AU

Lasso, Cowboy AU

Jar of stars, Celestial AU

Pearl jewelry, Mermaid AU

Wedding Rings, Arranged Marriage AU

Matching red bracelets, Red string AU

A mug, Coffee shop AU

A sketchbook, Artist & Muse AU

Opera gloves, Regency AU

Heart, Soulmate mark AU

Mirror, SAGAU / Self-Aware AU (Video games only if requested!)

What type of box is it?

A brown box, Enemies to lovers

A neatly decorated box, Academic rivals to lovers

Familiar yet unfamiliar box, Childhood friends to lovers

A box with heart designs, First love

Subtle letter and discreet box, Forbidden love

Favorite color box with matching tape, Similarities attract

Blue box and orange tape, Opposites attract

Painted wooden box, Friends

Finally, what bow to put on the box!

Yellow bow, Angst

Pink bow, Fluff

Green bow, Thriller

Silver bow, Fantasy

⇗ Special Edition! ⇖

Autumn Prompt List

Cozy Autumn Prompts

Spooky & Autumn Prompts

Falling in Fall

Dialogue For Jacket Sharing

Winter Prompt List

Winter Activity List

Winter Date List

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the-rocket-scientist · 7 months

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Yandere! Alt. Gabriel X Reader (ROMANTIC) PART 3

Requested by Nadmur on AO3 yet again They were curious of the overall outcome of this story so therefore I bring you the third part >:) Hope you enjoy the True Ending. (The Good Ending as an alternate timeline is coming soon)

. . . . .

Lucifer.

Lucifer, your Savior. Your guardian angel. Your love.

You used to hate him so much when you entered Hell at first. The very man who stole your loved one's life, and technically yours in the end. By force. He wasn't too happy about your escape, and Lucifer had set his mind in punishing you to make you stay here forever.

"Welcome to Hell, the eternal abyss, my dear.

"Now you shall reside here with me forever!

"Come and stand by my right hand, without fear.

"You shall be my partner, and my timeless lover."

When you heard those words and opened your eyes you were in a strange, desolate place. Some parts were a barren wasteland, with a terrible smell you could not describe in human words. Some other parts looked like huge bodies of water: some of an island as molten lava, with fire. Overall, the place did not look suitable to be in. Worst of all, there were people, of priests and humans, walking hopelessly in the lands of the desolate: this was the final clue to where you were.

Hell.

(Oh great.)

You turned to Lucifer, who was still ever more beautiful, not daring to show his true form to you again, unless necessary. And right now was his face of terror not needed, yet.

You asked him why you were here, but then stopped mid sentence. Obviously you were in Hell because you had taken your own life, and when one forcibly cuts their life sentence, they were to end up in this eternal abyss of despair.

You had failed your Father.

In grief and in pain, you started to weep and cry for your sins. You begged for forgiveness for your stupidity and rashness, but nobody came. No one. Not a single soul except of the false angel.

He was embracing you again with his arms and wings, your head resting against his stomach. He contained no body warmth, only the freezing cold of a soulless being. You looked up, and seeing his face was monotone and did not change at all, a mask of disappointment. You realized something terrible was planned for you.

"Fear not and cry not, my child," he spoke in the same, memorable whisper, "You will stay with me forever. None can escape death, not even the Son of God. Why are you not happy? Why do you despair and cry out for your pain? Answer me, and I shall aid you however I can."

You tried pulling away, but he only held you tighter.

"Ah, why do you wish to leave? I never gave permission for you to leave, and I won't let you waltz out my realm like last time."

He released you, but then Lucifer grabbed your right wrist with his left with an iron grip.

"I shall teach you what happens to those who dare disobey my words."

He folded his wings in around you and himself and warped into a different place in Hell. You stumbled as you did not expect the force and momentum behind the teleportation. But you managed to not fell over in shock when you saw a certain someone.

Oh, how long have you not seen him. This wonderful alternate whom you used to befriend in the timeless void. Who kept you good company. In jealousy Lucifer had dispatched him. And now here N was, his limbs bloodily ripped out of their sockets, bleeding a black substance, and almost on the verge of death.

But death does not exist for this alternate as a creature of Hell and terror.

You cried out his name, and he opened his two large eyes slightly in pain. They widened more when they spotted you, and when Lucifer stood next to you.

"[Name]..." he muttered in his glitchy staticky voice. "I am not... not allowed..." he groaned in pain and faltered.

"You do not want to get close to him unless you want more harm done than good," Lucifer warned, as he summoned a cold silver trident and pointed towards N. The trident held power, and illuminated a slight tint of red. You desperately wanted to go and help N and put him out of misery if it weren't for Lucifer stopping you. His threat hung low in the air.

You asked him, begged him for answers, why he was doing this to N. His own creations, tortured like this because of you.

"You disobeyed me, and so have N," Lucifer replied with a stern voice. "You get what you deserve, and so does N."

You started crying again, and Lucifer, bathing in your pain and anguish, chuckled sadistically. He loved to see you weak and powerless against him: it made the adrenaline and serotonin in his body rush in with a buzz of exciting warmth.

N visibly panicked and became more upset when you started to sob. "Don't... worry about me... young one," he spoke gently, his voice strained, "I will be fine... Just take care of yourself..."

He coughed black blood through his invisible mouth.

"Let me show you who is next in my punishment," Lucifer said rather too gleefully, excited to show you more of the horrors and put you in place.

You tried to pull away, but his left hand, still on your right, gripped even harder to the point of almost breaking them. You cried in pain as he teleported again through the wrinkle of space and of the eternal abyss.

You were dizzy from the warping, but when you opened your eyes you wished to close them again. You recognized the alternate and the creature hanging by the neck with barbed wires from the ceiling.

Six and Preacher.

They had been hung for a long time by now, for the flesh in their hands were ripped off their bones and bleeding. They either have been trying to get the barbed wire off their neck to stay circulated or have been gripping them to hang on with their bare hands.

Preacher was unconscious but Six was awake and saw you with Lucifer by your side. You cried out their names and only one responded with a breathless "[Name]?"

"Do not interact with them, my child," Lucifer said rather coldly, "for they have not been forgiven yet, and never will."

You started to protest but he put his large, slender hand over your mouth after dissipating his trident he was holding. With his other hand he had not let go of your wrist.

"Do utter words no further, my child," Lucifer shushed. "Would you like to meet your dear friend one last time?"

No, he can't be talking about...

"You must be punished after all, especially after your escape attempt."

No. Please.

He teleported again.

You threw up in the end, as Lucifer let go of your wrist and watched you suffer in glee. How he loved you so dearly. How you looked so lovely when you were in such pain and anguish. Your fearful expressions on your cute face. He loved your reactions rather from terror and despair than happiness and hope. Unless he was to crush the hope in your and watch your face crumble into devoid sorrow. Then that was even more better for his pleasure.

Your guts burned from the pain, as you looked around and hugging your stomach. Nothing. Just pure darkness. No sounds. The place felt extremely deafening.

Lucifer was looking at stacks of parchment paper. He glowed in the dark, the only source of light in this deafening empty world. He flipped through some pages and came upon a name:

"Ruth Weaver. For she have sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God, and have not accepted the Father's words and ways."

His voice rang out in the darkness in all directions. An invisible, powerful shockwave could be felt, stretching for miles. Until one figure appeared that you could recognize even in this dim light.

"[N]-[Name]?" Ruth said, in a shaky voice, her eyes widened in disbelief.

"You have 5 minutes, my child," Lucifer interrupted, a far-too stretched grin on his face, "Before you never see her again."

You asked where the shepherd's daughter, your old friend, Ruth was.

"Why do you ask when she is right in front of you?"

This statement hit you as if you got in a severe car accident. Of course Ruth would still be Ruth: just slightly modified, due to the nature of reincarnations. Ruth had been Ruth for many generations, you just didn't know and was unaware. No wonder this Ruth felt so close to your friend.

You teared up and quickly embraced Ruth, who was startled but fiercely hugged back. "I'm so happy to see you again," she softly said, tears starting to run down her cheeks, "I promised I would come back... I'm so sorry..."

You reassured her that it was alright.

"It's so quiet and dark here..." Ruth continued, "I feel so lonely... especially with an alternate or two trying to torment me. But!!" Here she managed a bold yet shaky grin, shining her old personality again even in just a glimmer. "I'll stay strong. I think of you when times are hard. Even if it's forever, even if I'm in Hell, I'm glad I got to know you. I'm glad I can remember you as a person. Don't forget that, [Name]. Keep being you in this hellish world, alright?"

"Time is up for you, my child," Lucifer interrupted, one of his hands interlocking fingers with yours. He still had that smug grin, because he knew it wasn't five minutes, and he knew you were aware of that. But you couldn't argue: your friends might get into worse situations than they were currently in, and you didn't want that.

As Lucifer made you face the opposite way, away from Ruth, you looked back at her one last time. You swore to remember her words no matter what.

How the times have changed.

As time passed in this dark realm, you saw no one except for Lucifer, and only him. You were not allowed to see anyone, and he isolated you in his home. You couldn't even get out: the halls were too long and twisted and you couldn't possibly found your way out even if you were allowed to. Even then, Lucifer always accompanied you. 24/7. He even undressed you himself and stood at the front of the bathroom door, waiting for you to finish whatever you needed to do.

At first you were uncomfortable, and tried to rebel against him again. But he only made his punishments worse, from just forcing you to watch your friends all scream in pain, to you being the victim of the torture yourself. And so one day, you have given up. Life (or the afterlife) seemed much better after that, for Lucifer made no attempt to hurt you when you behaved. He was kind as the morning rays of sunshine and sweet as the lush green meadows to you. He bathed you in all the glory that existed and treated you like an equal royal as of him.

Millennials passed, and you started to forget your past memories.

You vaguely remember yourself trying to desperately cling into the golden memories that kept you independant. Memories of you as a child of a shepherd and your friend Ruth, waiting for the Son of God to descend and save them all. You teaching Ruth how to weave, and Ruth to you to speak Latin. You remembered praying together under the moonlit sky, with stars that speckled with joy and serenity. You remembered the police officer Ruth, whom you befriended with once you escaped to the surface. You remembered N, Six, and the Preacher, who helped you escape in the first place and made your thoughts clear.

But Lucifer was always there to gently hug you, to make you forget. To make you forget of Ruth's words.

"You do not need those imbeciles, my child," he always spoke to you in that gentle, yet stern way. "You do not need to remember anyone but me. Your True Savior. Your guardian angel. Now you look quite tired, why don't you go to sleep?"

Your eyes, no matter how much you tried to fight against his spell, drooped heavily and closed. And your memories would be even more blurred and more difficult to remember than last time you woke up. You weeped in pain because of this, and every time, Lucifer was there for you. His voice was of mockery of comfort, but he was always there for you.

Always.

And now you have forgotten.

You remembered the pale faces of the alternates, the strange man, and a brown-haired woman turn to horror as Lucifer asked if you remembered who they were. You did not, and you said so in a rather confused and honest tone than the voice of emptiness. One of them even started to shed tears, but for what? Were you supposed to remember them?

But no matter. Lucifer was there for you. And after that encounter, you met them never again, and you didn't remember the brief meeting in the first place. His hand proudly in your shoulder as you and him spend quality time together. You and him.

You and Lucifer.

Your guardian angel.

Time became meaningless to you. Nothing meant anything but Lucifer. Your True Savior.

One day, he brought in great news to your ears.

"My child," he had said. "I bring good news of great joy. I have finally overthrown the enemy of mine!"

You happily celebrated with him afterwards, cuddling together, and all the while getting ready to ascend to the heavens. What was a heaven in the first place? You didn't know, and you were afraid. But Lucifer was there for you when you first entered the great skies. So blue was the sky, and so white were the clouds. There was only one golden throne, but Lucifer had placed a second golden one, smaller than his, yet one that still held majestic power. Next to each other, like you were with Lucifer.

And so you sat side by side with him, and he one day, prepared a magnificent wedding for you. You never had children, both of you never wanted one in the first place. Lucifer and you just needed each other. And that was all both of you needed. Your love for him and his love for you was inseparable: and for all eternity the guardian angel, now a god, and a mere... what were you even? You did not remember. You didn't care.

All that mattered was that you were happy and in love with Lucifer. And he with you.

Your guardian angel.

Your True Savior.

Your true love.

Lucifer.

. . . . .

You have reached the True Ending. But there is an alternate timeline and an alternate happy ending, which goes much better for most people... but it turns into a 6 X Reader (and it's out)

I'm sorry if this looks terribly rushed :( (also this was written so long ago and i forgot to post the third part here)

#mandela catalogue #the mandela catalogue #tmc #mandela catalog #alternate gabriel #tmc alternate #alt!gabriel #alternate gabriel x reader #alt!gabriel x reader #yandere alternate gabriel

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trancylovecraft · 1 year

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I will write for:

Agretsuko

A Series of unfortunate events

Alice in Wonderland (Disney. Both animated and Tim Burton's)

Attack on Titan

Bird Box

Black Butler

Blue exorcist (Manga/Anime)

Breaking Bad

Carmen Sandiego

Chainsaw Man (Anime)

Clone High

Cyberpunk Edgerunners

Danganronpa

DC Films/Comics

Death note

Demon Slayer (Anime/Manga)

Disenchantment

Doctor Nowhere

Faust (Goethe)

FNAF (All games and film)

Gen V

Good Omens (TV)

Gravity Falls

Hades (Game)

Halloween

Harry Potter

Hazbin Hotel

Heathers (Movie/Musical)

Helluva Boss

Hogwarts Legacy

Inscryption

Inside Job

Jujutsu Kaisen

Kakegurui

Lucifer (TV)

Madoka Magica

Moral Orel

My Hero Academia (Season 1,2,3,4 Only.)

Nightmare on elm street

One of us is Lying (Tv)

One Punch man

Panty and Stocking

Percy Jackson and The Olympians (Books/TV)

Pokemon Sword and shield

Poppy Playtime

Scott Pilgrim Takes Off

SCP Doctors/Scp’s

Scream

Spooky Month

Supernatural

Squid game

That's not my Neighbour

The Amazing Digital Circus

The Boys

The Good Place

The Mandela Catalogue

The Promised Neverland

Vita Carnis

Wednesday

Welcome Home, Puppet Show (Platonic only)

You (Tv)

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untitled-writer-013 · 11 months

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Could you do a alt Gabriel x reader who is a Nun? Idk maybe he comes to them and they kinda start to see Gabriel as God or something when he starts telling them he is the true savior? (Just a suggestion Im sure there are many things with this request you can do)

It's fine if not of course, thanks for reading my request either way!

Alt Gabriel x Fem!Nun!Reader

warning(s): mentions of religion, manipulation, reader is a nun, god complex if you squint.

(Y/n) (L/n) had become a nun when she turned twenty-one. She had been feeling unsure and doubtful of her life, and hoped that perhaps some form of religion would give her guidance. And if not, at least she had something to occupy her time. She would make sure the church was kept nice and tidy, ridding any webs and wiping down the stained glass windows, getting rid of dust.

As she entered the church, yet again praying to whoever would hear her, she heard a response. She looked to see who or what was there, letting out a sharp gasp as she spotted a tall man.

“Do not be afraid, my dear. I have great news. I am your true savior.” Gabriel stated, his voice barely above a whisper as he spoke, a gentle smile on his face as (Y/n) looked at him in awe.

“R-Really? Is it true? You’re my true savior?” (Y/n) asked, clasping her hands together over her rosemary, making Gabriel hold back a flinch, biting back a hiss as he spotted the cross around her neck.

“Now then darling, there’s no need to wear that anymore. It’s disrespectful to believe in an object as being holier than your savior.” Gabriel stated, his demeanor and tone still calm.

(Y/n) didn’t hesitate, taking off her rosemary, taking out her Bible, and casted them both aside. She only longed to listen to her savior, after all, how else could he have wings? There was no other explanation. She would do whatever he asked of her, no matter what it was.

“There we are, much better. Now, listen to me, and I shall answer all of your questions in due time.” Gabriel stated, making (Y/n) nod as he began to speak, preaching his own teachings, weaving his beliefs with the teachings of the Bible enough to not give away his true intentions.

(Y/n) was shocked as she learned of many new things, including things called ‘alternates’, which helped Gabriel with his teachings. She listened intently, eager to learn more from Gabriel. Gabriel would talk with her for hours at a time, instructing her to not share knowledge of his existence with anyone, telling her he would reward her if she did as he said. So, without thought, she listened. She did everything that was asked of her, and Gabriel enjoyed every second of it.

Once the alternates had been released among Mandela County, Gabriel was quick to sweep (Y/n) away, making up an excuse that she’d need his protection from the sinful creatures. He had her stay in a house away from the downtown area, where his alternates were most active.

Gabriel would use his alternates to scare (Y/n) into staying inside, convincing her that there was no need to visit the church anymore, especially with how dangerous it was to go outside.

He would have her believe that he was preparing for a rebirth of the world, and she was one of the lucky few that would be allowed to live with him. Her faith in him grew and grew, which only satisfied Gabriel, glad to know he had succeeded in gaining an iron grip on her life.

And nothing was going to make him let go.

~fin~

author’s note: sorry for the long wait, i’ve been busy with balancing school and writing, but i hope you all enjoy! i don’t plan to quit posting anytime soon, so please know that i am writing whenever i can! <33

#original writing #taking requests #x reader #alt gabriel #alt gabriel x reader #fem reader #alternate gabriel x reader #yandere tmc #yandere alt gabriel

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sunshine-for-serotonin · 1 year

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yandere mark heathcliff headcannons please?

Yay!! A Mandela ask! Thank for requesting my darling, I hope these meet your expectations!

I see Mark as being more of an obsessive yandere than a possessive yandere, that doesn’t mean he isn’t going to kidnap or manipulate you into staying with him, he’s just very gentle about it all.

Any affection you give Mark of your own free will makes him cease to function, not because you did something wrong, but a large part of me sees Mark as touch starved and to finally get that validation from you of all people makes him think he’s died and went to heaven.

just because he’s gentle with you though doesn’t mean he is defenseless against anything he perceives as a threat to you, him, or your relationship. He has a gun for a reason, darling.

In truth, I don’t think he even would have ever gone to Cesar’s house, because Mark would have been so paranoid about leaving you for anything. Instead of the two of you succumbing to the hands of the alternate, you instead spend your time trapped in his suffocating embrace while Mark begs you not to leave him in between sobs and apologies.

as mentioned above, Mr. Heathcliff over here loves physical affection of any kind, and yet he still manages to be overly shy about both giving and receiving even simple things like you cupping his face. Mark’s favorite position to cuddle in is to lay on top of you with his head tucked under your chin, because he’s baby and also because I said so.

Kissing Mark is an experience for sure, and it’s also never a casual thing. If you just give him a quick peck and then try to pull away, Marks turning red and freezing before chasing after you for a real kiss as well as a long cuddle session where he rants about how much he loves you, how he would do anything (even kill) for you, and how he would do anything you asked!!! (except let you go)

your first kiss after he kidnapped you, he looked at your lips constantly and when you asked him what his deal was, Mark turned the brightest shade of red you’d ever seen. You’re also pretty sure you heard him murmur “please, want a kiss” under his breathe, but to this day you still aren’t sure. Mark had slowly crept towards your standing form and encased you in an iron grip as you moved to try to evade him, and held you nearly impossibly close to him. His lips went to your ear and you could hear him whisper “please love me , please” as tears swam in his eyes.

Taking pity on your captor you tried to pull Mark off of you so you could see his face, but the poor man only held you tighter as sobs racked his body and leaked audibly into his voice. Gently gripping his hair and pulling lightly, you told Mark to look at you and you could see what a mess he was as he trembled pathetically in your vision.

Gently cupping his face, you guided his lips to yours. Marks body immediately went taut before practically melting into the kiss, you’re pretty sure you even heard him whimper slightly but that’s neither here nor there. After a few seconds pass, you try to pull away but Mark is quick to object, the soft chanting of “no, no, please, please kiss me more, please don’t stop” is quick to sway you to rest your lips on his once more as Mark all but melts into a puddle of love, obsession, and happiness.

Mark would do absolutely anything for you besides let you go, darling. It seems you have quite the worshipper on your hands, just kiss him and give him affection and Mark will die a happy man.

#yandere mandela catalogue #mark heathcliff #mandela catalogue #yandere x reader #x reader #tmc #yandere male

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hyperfixat · 7 months

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baby’s first masterlist :3

ao3 - i don’t always cross post

obey me

levi fnaf err autism

mammon comfort lesson 16 og spoilers

simeon hurt comfort

the fantastic three cuddles

playing house w luke (platonic!!)

mephisto :3

yandere luci chronicle 01

yandere luci chronicle 02

levi + mammon / mc

mammon fluff 01

mammon fluff 02

mammon fluff 03

the fantastic three febuwhump muzzle

lover girl thirteen

demon brothers + affection

side chars + affection

belphie hcs (w a tiny bit of canon) … anon add on

mammon forget

Plants

chemist mc

gabriel (tmc)

tattoos

paint his hair and brush his nails

inspired by a song

brain rot

nap time

my savior !! <3

babe

someone flirts w both gabriels hc thingi

fnaf

rpg 01

rpg 02

honkai star rail

self aware suiana inspired

self aware 1

genshin impact

sagau in fontaine’s court

all free to use w credit

mephisto prompt (free to use w credit) (om)

nb beel angst prompt (free to use w credit) (om)

courting prompt (free to use w credit) (om)

another mephisto prompt (free to use w credit) (om)

reverse gabriel au from that fic i wrote (free to use w credit) (tmc)

thirteen x mc (free to use w credit) (om)

argenti (free to use with credit) (hsr)

art

honkai star rail caelus and gepard sloppy

#verified hyperfixat post #obey me x reader #fnaf x reader #alt gabriel x reader #archangel gabriel x reader #masterlist #hsr

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banhammer-kins · 3 months

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BANHAMMER-KINS

ANON LIST !! :3

Hello! This is a blog for kins, fictives, and the like!

I make moodboards, stimboards, icons, layouts, kinfessions, canon calls, reply icons, doodles, gif sets, and selfcare kits!

‼️SELFCARE ARE SELECTIVE AS I ONLY STARTED MAKING THEM! YOU MUST BE SPECIFIC WHEN IT COMES TO WANT YOU WANT‼️

I do most sources, but ones I know are:

PHIGHTING!

Regretevator

Hypno’s Lullaby

FNF (Friday Night Funkin’)

Pokémon

FNaF (both movie and games!)

Kingdom Hearts

TADC (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Honkai Star Rail (barely)

PokéPasta (Pokemon Creepypasta)

TMC (The Mandela Catalogue)

Madness Combat

Hazbin Hotel

Poppy Playtime (All chapters)

Hollow Knight

Spooky Month

OMORI

Sources I won’t do:

Yandere Simulator

YBG/YB (Your boyfriend)

Any NSFW media (I’m a minor!!)

I DO ACCEPT OC REQS!! JUST ASK :]

I HAVE A TYPING QUIRK!! (all caps + 3 instead of “e” + exclamation points) AND WILL PROVIDE TRANSLATIONS ON REQUESTS!!

YOU MAY SIGN OFF AS ANON!! I’LL ADD U TO THE LIST :33

WHEN REFERRING TO ME PLEASE CALL ME BANHAMMER!! HE/HIM ONLY PLS!! I LOVE RECEIVING GIFTS/SURPRISES TOO!! SO FEEL FREE!! :D

#intro #blog intro

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ideceivedthem · 2 years

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pinned post

my name is mae, my pronouns are she/they/it

ao3 link

masterlist below the cut

i only take 5 requests at a time for the sake of my mental health, please be patient

dni: proship, yandere, sexualize the tmc victims, standard dni criteria (racists, terfs, etc.), minors/ageless accounts

will do: nsfw*, sfw, angst, fluff, smut, platonic, romantic, toonbriel/real gabriel

will not do: child readers (unless platonic), incest, necro, scat, watersports, feet, vore, self-harm, sexual assault, noncon (dubcon is okay to an extent), emeto, real world events (ex: gabriel takes you to a blm protest), drug use (weed and alcohol is okay)

hate mail will be deleted

+ sánguinis - ao3 / tumblr

#mae talks #the mandela catalogue #archangel gabriel #the mandela catalogue archangel gabriel #tmc #tmc archangel gabriel #tmc gabriel #gabriel tmc #archangel gabriel tmc #x reader #x male reader #x female reader #x gender neutral reader

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anima-writer · 1 year

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Headcannons for yandere Jonah x Gn reader x Adam (poly love) with a reader who's often very chaotic and enjoys exploring (they cannot sit still for the life of them and will often escape just to be outside to see the stars or something of that sort.)

Yandere!Adam and Yandere!Jonah w/ a chaotic Reader who often escape

Summary: Literally the title

Pairing[s]: Adam Murray × Reader × Jonah Marshall, Romantic.

Warning[s]: yandere tendencies, Implied kidnapping, thoughts of violence from Adam, fights, yells and implied be locked at the basement at the end.

Word Count: 784(oh gosh, I will never get out of this number-)

A/N: This one request it's actually pretty cool!! I like to think about it too when I read some headcanons :D

In the first place, it's better we don't ask how you enter into this romance. The less you know, the better it is. All we know is that you and them,somehow, got together.

In this relationship it's not a good duo for you because Adam can be manipulative, possessive and can be a little bit violent while Jonah can be dependent, obsessive and clingy.

Just a short resume because this is not an individual headcanon of both of them being yandere.

Honestly, I don't think a chaotic Reader would be a good one to this duo. Like, at the first meeting, they genuinely would like that characteristic of yours because it matches with their vibes. Plus: maybe they liked you because of it!

Are you the kind of person who likes exploring places? Yay! They like it too! And since you like to explore both, or one of them, are always in your company. They just want to make sure nothing bad happens to you.

Look how sweet this is!

But, as I was saying: I don't think a chaotic Reader would be a good one after they kidnapped you.

After the kidnapping, Adam and Jonah still want to go to places with you but after some things that you did they, mainly Adam, start to have second thoughts.

The first time you escaped, you just wanted to look closely at a thing you saw outside, in the garden, so you decided to check it out by yourself. What harm would it do?

With you out of sight, the two boys freak out. So they start to search for you all around the house until Adam sees you, through the window, a little bit dirty of mud and clay. Adam wants to teach you a lesson so that you'll never be able to leave a room again without the help of a doctor, but Jonah ends up interrupting those thoughts.

Jonah would be the most understable with you between them two, because he has the same chaotic energy as you. Then he tries to calm down Adam trying to explain that all you wanted to do was explore a little thing but then got lost about the time. Adam didn't even like it but all he does is just mumble some swears. And it is what it is like the most: You ran away, they freak out, Adam wants to take a basketball and break your legs and Jonah changes his mind right after. Jonah always changes his mind claiming that every time you ran over, you never actually ran away too far from home, you always were close to or even in the house. Adam always listened to his affirmations because he was right…until one day.

It was night and everyone was sleeping. At dawn Jonah starts to move in bed and slowly begins to notice the absence of a third person in bed. Still with his eyes closed, Jonah tries to find you with his hands and realizing that he would not find you through physical contact, he ends up opening his eyes and seeing that you are no longer in that place, just Adam.

Moving his head around, he couldn't find you anywhere either and that's when he decided to wake Adam from his sleep to tell him you weren't anywhere. Adam ended up being woken up by Jonah and hearing the same utter the words: "They're not here." Adam is the first to get out of bed.

They start to search the whole house inside, because it's late at night, there was no way you were leaving. Plus, the doors were locked and the key was hidden. When he finished tossing the entire house, Jonah started to get anxious because you really weren't in any of the rooms in the place. So they decided to leave the house and call your name and you didn't answer. Jonah was still close to the house to see if you were around it while Adam walked out a little further.

Adam ends up finding him in a far corner watching the stars. Adam goes mad.

The end is practically Adam pulling you by the hair all the way home and when you get there the first thing he does when he lets go is punches you right in the face and yells about you never doing that again. Jonah, hearing the screams, ran to where you were but it was too late because Adam had already locked you in the basement. As much as Adam and Jonah had fought badly that night, Jonah couldn't help you because he didn't have the key.

Maybe sneaking out at night wasn't such a good idea.

#tw yandere #the mandela catalogue #mandela catalogue #tmc #romantic #mandela catalogue x reader #the mandela catalogue x reader #adam murray #adam murray x reader #jonah marshall x reader #adam murray x reader x jonah marshall #poly love

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