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[frostbitemutt]

why don't you write for Cis fem readers?

did you read the part literally right after that in the rules

[frostbitemutt]

platonic yandere hosea hcs/short story?

sure I just need like a vauge plot or prompt

Smth to work with

[frostbitemutt]

if no one else is gonna write it I will idgaf

Note after writing: I'm sorry the ending is lowkey ass I rushed bc I was too excited for DS2💔

Bargain

Yandere! Higgs Monaghan Fic (DS1)

Warnings: Yandere trope, DS1 spoilers, Male/masc darling, kidnapping, blackmail, coercion, threats, non-consensual kissing, non-consensual touching, non-consensual licking, groping, inappropriate comments, higgs

Your body shook as the adrenaline wore off. Ran out. Not for lack of panic. But for lack of energy. You'd woken with a pounding headache, burning scrapes from when you tripped and ate shit during your abduction, on the floor of a dirty warehouse somewhere. Just great. Wouldn't get too much better.

You had ran and ran for as long as you could, stayed in the cities as long as you could, took the shortest porting routes, trying to get your way to a much more experienced porter. Sam. Yet you have been ambushed not even halfway through.

In an instant time fall had stormed down, bts emerging around, all while you were grabbed and manhandled by the familiar minions of a bastard. Decorated in their eye bleeding military gear, gross greens, animal hide stuck bizzarly on the side of their helmets, layered in black and gold in a sad attempt of mimicking their leader. Last ugly sight you saw before you were unceremoniously knocked upside the head with the butt of a rifle. What could you have done? Nothing.

You could do nothing now. Forced on your knees. Guns pointed at you. Ones you know would never fire. Hands on each shoulder holding you down. Staring down at the grey floor, dark grey splotches were your tears fell staining it. Your staring soon turns into a glare as a obnoxious voice hits your ears.

"Would you look at that..!"

Higgs himself stands there, taunting, a small chuckle leaving him as he holds your cargo. Examining it. A small innocuous package. Some couple of old books or something. You can't quite remember. You only knew it's destination..

"South Knot City?" He questions. Another series of small chuckles leaving him.

"Well good thing you won't be needing to make that delivery anymore huh handsome?"

He reaches out, giving a small nudge to your shoulder, a tap with the back of his hand. Your nose wrinkles. What the hell was he talking about. You still very much needed to make that fucking delivery. On a time limit too. Along with getting away from him.

"The fuck are you on about?" You croak out. Narrowing your eyes as you look up at him begrudgingly.

Higgs tosses the package in his hands. Tilting his head playfully as he widely outstretches one of his arms to gesture around him. Turning ever so slightly.

"Ya know.. in a couple hours South Knot City won't exist anymore. Reduced to nothing but a big ol crater in the earth."

Your stomach sinks. No. He had to be bullshitting, but he'd already taken out other cities hadn't he? Still, he had more than one person to stop him and his little goons.

He continues ranting "I mean unless you really wanna deliver the package to a crater..."

You spit out. Voice cracking "Bullshit!.. How are you gonna possibly drop a necro body in there ?"

Higgs mouth twitches back into a smile "Oh.. I'm not using a void out sweet heart." He tosses your package roughly to the ground. An audible crash as it collides into the concrete.

"I'm using a little thermonuclear bomb that your little porter friend has so..generously agreed to deliver for me." He clasps his hand together. Grin now have practically spread ear to ear.

Sam. He'd sent Sam with a nuke. To the middle of the middle fucking city. He'd pulled this trick before as you've been told. You didn't think he'd do it again. A whole city, people living about their lives, children just trying to grow up. Going to be obliterated. In a flash. Not given a chance. Only Sam would remain in that rubble.

He was lying through his teeth. He had to be. He couldn't be fucking serious. "No- no.. he wouldn't."

You're cut off short by Higgs, his voice starting to seethe. "That dumbass didn't even bother to read the label on the fucking package."

He waves his hand sarcastically, spitting out "Your knight in shining armour is about to become the face of a terrorist attack. Right alongside the damaged bitch."

An envious man child on full display. Jealous that you'd easily give Fragile and Sam your attention. While you left him gnawing for scraps of it like a starving dog. Wiling to bite to get what he wanted.

Your tears had started to flood out before you'd knew it, steadily paced drips onto the floor. With a verbal bark you protest

"He'll figure it out. Your plans gonna fail one way or another."

He rolls his eyes, bending down slightly, just so he can be slightly closer to your eye level. "Really? What? You gonna go tell him? Hm?" The joke was obvious.

You had a bunch of bark but not enough strength to wind up for a bite. He was being backed by thee world of the dead. What chance did you realistically stand. Now you'd become a quiet sobbing mess. That surely didn't go unnoticed.

A few moments of silent pass before he drones on with yapping, "You know what... if you really care about that little city so much.. I'll make you a deal."

You didn't like how chipper he sounded. It couldn't mean anything good with him.

"I- I don't want your deal whatever it is-" You're silenced quickly by him cutting you off. Waving his finger in front of your face.

"Ah, ah, ah. Don't interrupt me." He lightly scolds.

All you could do was angrily huff. He didn't deserve an ounce of respect, yet he'd brute force his way into making you listen. God you wish you weren't able to hear the words that came next. The ultimatum.

"I'll put the destruction of South Knot City on hold till the big finale.. all you have to do is let me kiss you."

The smug shit eating grin. Bastard. Bastard. He knew what he was doing. Never in a million years would you even shake his hand. Let alone put your mouth on his. Now he was waging the lives of thousands of people for it. A sick power trip.

"A small little kiss to save a whole lot of the city."

He holds his hands out, making a gesture mimicking weighing scales. Weighing the two options.

"Sounds like fair deal to me." Of course it sounded like a 'good deal' to him. Only to him.

Well damn. You felt trapped. Probably what he wanted isn't it? It was either kiss the vile creature in front of you or let thousands of people die. Could you live with it if you said no? Wiping out a whole city of people? The thoughts rattle in your mind. Back and forth. Back and forth.

You had been silent enough to prompt Higgs to start yapping again. "Well, what's it gonna be sweetheart?"

You grit your teeth. You'd have to agree. Your whole goal was to unite America, then the world, to help humanity push through. That's why you partnered up with Sam and Fragile. You'd have to suck It up and give him what he wanted.

"Fine." Is all you can reluctantly mutter out.

"Huh? What's that? I couldn't quite hear you." He damn well heard you. He just wanted to hear you say it louder.

"Fine. I'll let you." Head hung low as it could go. Soon it'd have to unfortunately look up.

He gestures for his soilders to let go of you. Shooed off to the sides. Far enough to give you two a couple feet of space. Yet not far enough to allow for any escape attempts. Not like you could escape even if it was just Higgs.

In a swift movement he's at your level, settling himself on your lap, as best as his akwardly lanky self could do so. He barely even hesitates, grabbing your face with both hands, and messily slamming his mouth onto yours. Your knee jerk reaction is to squirm and writhe. It does little, Higgs wasn't going to let you back out of your end of the "bargain".

He makes a show as he makes it go on for longer than needed. Muffled noises of pleasure to your disgust. As everything else about him was. One of his hands starting to grab at whatever he could reach. Groping at your shoulder, side, and thigh. Whatever he felt like.

He finally pulls away when you start to feel lightheaded. Wiping his mouth on his sleeve. Catching his breath for a few moments.

"See? That wasn't so bad was it?" He jests. Giving a quick lick to your cheek in a grotesque mock of a kiss. Well aware he was the only one that got any enjoyment from it.

"Fuck off" you sputter out. Out of breath.

He stays on your lap. Not moving unfortunately. "Ya know.. I'm more than willing to kiss you somewhere else if that's what you wa-"

A loud smack rings out with an accompanied pained grunt from Higgs. The side of his face now red from the impact of you practically bitch slapping him. That makes him get off of you with a huff of anger. Sour look ecthed onto his face. He has got what he wanted and you'd give him nothing more than that. Now he'd hopefully keep his end of the deal. Hopefully.

After his ego recovers the blow he gives you your anwser. "Well I suppose I should get on my way.. assuming Sam hasn't already reached the city and the booms went kaboom. Keep my end of the bargain." He grits through his teeth. Salty still.

Yet his men remained their grip on on you. Even as you pulled and tugged. You look up at Higgs expectantly. You'd kept you end of the deal.

"What? I said I wouldn't blow up the city. Never said a single thing about you leavin." He was right. He'd never said a word about letting you actually leave. Negotiating your freedom wasn't even on the table.

With a golden flash he's gone. Just as quickly as he'd appeared. He'd be back just as fast too to torrent you more later.

[frostbitemutt]

I assure you: somebody, somewhere, is on the exact same wavelength as you are.

[frostbitemutt]

Hi! I saw you're request were open and I wanted to know if it's alright to request hc's for platonic yandere (maybe high-honor) jack marston with sibling reader who wants to leave and study in the city. Maybe after epilogue reader wants to break away and study/go to university? Thank you and hope you have an awesome day/night!

tysm for requesting!!

Platonic! Yandere! High honor! Jack Marston with Sibling! Darling leaving hcs

Warnings: Yandere trope, Gender neutral darling, manipulation, guilt tripping, spoilers for rdr1, imprisonment, weaponization of greif

❆ After John is shot to shreds, Abigail dying a few years after, and uncle. You're quite literally the only family he has left. So he clings to you like a sloth on a branch.

❆ He won't let you in on his plan to kill Ross. He dosen't want you to get involved and caught in the crossfire of whatever would come next. Pigs could still sniff him out even if he covered his tracks.

❆ Even when he moves out of beechers hope. He either tries to get you to come and move with him. Or have you stay at Beechers hope. When you express moving out, he's initially excited, until you finish that statement.

❆ You're moving away? To where? To the city? Of all the places you could move? He's hurt. Was life on the ranch not enough? Is your brother not enough? How are you so willing to.. leave him behind? He tries to convince you otherwise. Surely you could your education somewhere closer? Maybe he could teach you it depending on what it is.

❆ He sounds like a pouting puppy the whole time. Bringing up your parents death a whole lot more. Asking you to visit their grave with him. How you two need to depend on each other. If you aren't blinded by your Familia bond. It's very obvious he's trying to guilt trip you.

❆ He'll say what your parents would have wanted for you. Namely John. The big city, industrialization, land of pigs, you think they'd ever want either of you to step foot there? In the society that killed them? You won't be welcomed there. So just stay here. Or at least near. Please.

❆ If you seriously are committed to moving out. Uh oh!! Suddenly things you really need to take with you like important documents are gone. How strange. Even with the help of your brother. You can't find them.

❆ While you're mopping around due to the stalling of your moving and time crunch. Jack is dragging you to do stuff with him. Come on, go on a ride with him through the fields or something, read, play some blackjack. Get your mind off all that stress.

❆ If you still start trudging to leave. He's trudging behind to drag you back. You're finding a lasso snug around you, yoinking you off your horse, and dragging you all the way home. Back to beechers hope. What? What else was he supposed to do? You were going to abandon him. Leave him alone.

❆ You should understand more than anyone. John and Abigail would've wanted you two to stick together. Through thick and thin. He dosen't want to have a bury you beside them. Even if that means keeping you here against your will.

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.ೃ࿔*:･Eva.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Small Yandere! Eva thoughts ft other mgs women

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Quiet.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Small Yandere! Quiet thoughts ft other mgs women

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Sniper Wolf.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Small Yandere! Sniper Wolf thoughts ft other mgs women

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Meryl Silverburg.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Small Yandere! Meryl Silverburg thoughts ft other mgs women

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･The Boss.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Small Yandere! The Boss thoughts ft other mgs women

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Pyscho Mantis.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Pyscho mantis small drabble/thoughts

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Revolver Ocelot.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Yandere! Kazuhira Miller Vs Yandere! Revolver Ocelot (MGSV) ❆ Yandere! Revolver Ocelot Hcs (MGS3)

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Kazuhira Miller.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Yandere! Kazuhira Miller vs Yandere! Revolver Ocelot (MGSV)

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Big Boss.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Yandere! Big Boss Hcs (Peacewalker)

.ೃ࿔*:･Short Fics.ೃ࿔*:･

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.ೃ࿔*:･Solid Snake.ೃ࿔*:･

.ೃ࿔*:･Headcanons.ೃ࿔*:･

❆ Yandere! Solid Snake hcs (MGS1)

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[frostbitemutt]

Psycho Mantis has been floating around my brain lately. If he was a yandere, I imagine he'd be doing that a bit more literally. What is he doing in there? He does not have permission to access that information, but I don't think he cares about that fact.

this is just like a little drabble rather than hcs so no proper formatting

He does not care what you do or don't want him knowm. Infact the more you try to hide it from him the more he'll dig. He wants to know you pains, the events that have shaped you, scarred you. Your shame, the things you hide from others in fear of judgement. He'll confront you on them. Use them to taunt you in a way. In his own way its a show of "love". Now you aren't alone in your thoughts. You have someone else spectating them. Isn't this such a nice bonding moment? :] even if you're crying on the floor