#✱ ー ( ` ░ TW :: KIDNAP )

[spiralstereo]

ー Hollow, abyss

⚠️ tw! mentions of dismemberment, dissection, medical malpractice, kidnapping, abandonment, & other horrific things.

Was he even there anymore?

They had searched for days, he had gone with Illumina one day on the mortal plane to go visit something. Who knows what? None of them knew what, but apparently, accordingly to Illumina, she had told him to wait someplace, to wait for her, & then when she returned- he was gone.

He had disappeared for days, weeks, months- it was terrifying. To everyone, but especially to one individual, one deity in particular.

Icedagger.

Their brother, oh their beloved brother. The reason they were here, the reason they were a deity. He had reached out a helped & merciful hand after he had just claimed them with a blizzard, & showed them nothing but kindness. & now he was just...

Gone.

The searches were dreadful ones, the woods were overgrown with vegetation, the night had never been so terrifying for deities. Even for Darkheart, it was uneasy. How ironic. The suspense just kept on building & building, but it was uneventful.

That was until, they-

.

He was in pieces. On. In the bushes. Mangled.

A gasp, a disgusted, horrified gasp followed by a bloodcurdling scream by no other then Firebrand himself. The king, their leader, the lord of the Inpherno.

It just made you wonder the full extent of what he found.

THE HEIGHTS.

'The journey home, back to the heights was rushed but it felt so- long. Everyone was grabbing pieces. Pieces of him. It was nauseating, I remember carrying pieces of his torso as we all ran through Wind's tunnel back to the main gate. My clothes are still stained I think.'

'I'm not sure what they're doing now- they all- Firebrand told everyone to take the pieces & put them in the dining room & he yelled at Darkheart when they tried to ask why, so we never got an answer. The door's closed, so I can't go & snoop in..'

'I just want to check in on him. ...Deities can't die, right?'

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[ A week following. ]

Deities could die, yes. & I believed then & there, he died. I believed I lost him then.

Although he was 'back', stitched & patched back together horrifically & painfully, he was not alive by... any means. There was no light in his nonexistent eyes. He didn't even have eyes anymore.

I sat beside him on the floor. All my other siblings were chattering & discussing amongst themselves as if nothing happened, while I cried, watching him just sit there in silence.

"Brother..." I inched closer to him, wrapping my arms around his stiff chest. He didn't even breathe anymore. "What did they do to you..!?"

He did not respond for a moment, he only jerked his head in my direction eerily, like a doll, a wind up doll, a moment or two after I had already had tears rolling down my freckled cheeks.

"Is something wrong?"

Thats when I realized, that my brother, the one that had saved & showed me mercy & kindness, was truly dead.

& nobody else seemed to care.

[mixhansol]

✱ just for a while...

@yyoungjaemi

TW: mentions of blood, death, gore, kidnapping

guns ranging. bullets spiraling throughout the streets. citizens run amongst the city square as gangs riot out over the death of the taitor. a limp body hangs from the pole for everyone to take watch. it’s a gruesome sight for some, but for nyx it’s most satisfying.

a grin forms upon his lips as he stands in the crowd. there’s not a sense of fear within him as he’s in the midst of the crossfire. his attentions had been focused on the execution as if a child was shown candy for the first time. it was a sight to see. one to be desired. pools of red that had been spilled below continues to drain from the limp body. 

he wasn’t planning, but he’s now inspired. just a slit of ones throat wasn’t enough to satisfy his chaotic mind. he could begin his search for the lucky contender. someone unwilling, but less of a hassle to snatch up. his eyes only scan -- it was now time to play a game of chase. how long would it take for him to get someone hostage ?

he finds the winner. 

a male.

is he of importance ?            did he hit a jackpot ?                                                                                                                                                                   will he be missed ?                                                                                                                                                      

a lack of a conscience, he could care less than the average person. the greater the impact the better the target was for him. he’s no stranger to killing, but a kidnapping is something he’s never tried. will it be fun ? he was always one to t r y new things. just the though grows his anticipation. he’d only seen kidnappings on television or when he would see people coming into the hq -- though, they never returned out where they came from once in. 

he follows the male with his gaze and begins walking.                                                                     

[zasaka-studio]

Hii Darling !!

I was wondering if I could request some Yandere Sanemi Headcanons ?? Have a nice Day !!

𝚃𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎:　総て私のもの

ＡＬＬ　ＭＩＮＥ

(Subete watashi no mono)

Tw: stalking, general creepy-ness, assault, kidnapping

!𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎!: 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒 𝚊𝚖 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎! 𝙰𝚕𝚜𝚘 #𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐。

All Japanese has it's translation at the bottom :)

楽しむ。~ 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢~

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あなたをとても愛して… ベビー,　

　　其れ痛い♡。〜

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＞▪ Unlike contrary belief, Sanemi would fall pretty fast compared to the others. Not kokushibou or Akaza fast but faster than most.

＞▪ You two would probably meet in his estate. As you work for him, he didn't really care until he saw how you acted around anyone other than him.

＞▪ He noticed how you were more openly- yourself around other people. Not just because he was a Hashira either, you and Tengen seemed to be pretty good friends, Sanemi was confused on why he cared so much about it.

＞▪ But then he'd realize what he was feeling, then it would spiral out of control from there. And fast

＞▪ He'd then start to stalk watch out for you while out of his estate when ever he could. Though the throbbing of his heart would say otherwise, it's just he'd never admit it. The way you moved, each sentence that sounded so- you. His poor heart couldn't take it. If he could see himself he'd ve extremely red.

＞▪ He didn't care if anyone saw him, all he could see was you. He also learned quite a bit from this too. So it's a win-win for Sanemi. Some workers who he didn't give a damn about would ask him if he's feeling alright. He's feeling amazing mind you.

＞▪ You'd probably never find out about this and continue with your duties as normal. But Sanemi would try to talk to you in his own- harsh way. But you'd never really engage. Oh how his heart just wont get a break, especially when your fixing up some of his wounds. He stops himself from shivering in delight whenever your hands met his skin. Though, no wonder you find it weird he specifically asks for you to fix him up. But you'd always brush it off as the adorable, naive, little darling of his.

＞▪ It's probably during one of these moments that he slips as his hearts about to explode. He just couldn't take it anymore.

“i love you”

＞▪ That absolutely adorable face you made when he spoke those words, no shame in the slightest as it seemed this little slipup had gotten you right where he wanted you.

＞▪ As if a ghost had passed through you, a shiver ran down your spine. You were sure now. But as you stayed silent, he was getting impatient. But leaned into your touch as you fixed up the last cut around his shoulder, then you stood up abruptly.

＞▪ He was gonna stop you from leaving, but another servant had entered the room.

＞▪ They had said that another pillar had requested you to meet them. To say that Sanemi was livid and was about to say some not so nice things was an understatement. But before he could, You had already sprinted to the tatami door. Thanked the other servant and ran off. Leaving him alone.

＞▪ He stayed silent as he chuckled lowly.

“ さあ、私に答えてくださいー ”

＞▪ After that little intrusion he hasn't seen you for a long while. Which made his heart boil, he wanted to kill that fucker who intruded on his conversation. Everyone could tell he was in a sour mood.

＞▪ After the Hashira meeting was over Sanemi was getting even more inpatient and wanted to search for you. But he stopped when he had heard something that was very interesting...

＞▪ “Ah, Y/N is doing flamboyantly! They'll be a very good demon slayer. A extravagant one at that!” Sanemi had overheard Tengen talking about you becoming a demon slayer, a fucking demon slayer. Why didn't you tell him this?

＞▪ He was about to barge in and tell that tall piece of shit his mind. But he couldn't just slice him up there no, he didn't want to scare you. So how about he go to you and talk? You'll understand.

＞▪ After asking the man himself where you were, he figured out that you were living at Tengen's estate. How nice, but he could dwell on that later. He had somewhere to be.

＞▪ You where doing some breathing exercises, when your former boss had barged through the door and dragged you inside that is. Then slammed you on a wall.

＞▪ “What the fuck are you doing?” Sanemi growled. His face was scrunched up in rage. But seeing you in this position was something he's dreamed about. Oh but he has plenty of time for that.

＞▪ You'd probably tell him the reason, that he was acting weird and unruly. That he creeped you out, how you noticed him from the sidelines. That's what tore his patients to shreds.

＞▪ “So your saying I'm unruly? Then I'll show you unruly!” He'd yell. Veins would be showing as his suppressed rage he had built up over the pass year. All the times others had held your hand, made you laugh, all of that he missed out on cause he was being a wuss. You've always belonged to him and he'll show it to ya right here right now.

＞▪ A small moan had passed his lips when they finally met yours. Immediately grabbing the back of your head to stop you from breaking free. His face heated up as the taste was heavenly. He didn't even care that anyone can see this happening, not like anyone will believe you or them.

＞▪ “Like i said, i love you. And no one can get in the way of this-” He panted. “Of us~” He then brought you in for another bruising kiss. This time catching you off guard and slipping his young into your warm mouth. It tasting better than your lips as he couldn't get enough of it.

＞▪ and when his assault had finally ended after what felt like hours suffocating. He finally moved back, a string of saliva connecting the two of you. Before he gave you a bone crushing hug. You had long since given up pushing him away as he seemed to be a brick wall.

＞▪ The last thing you had heard before being knocked out was.

“ You're mine darling~ never forget that.”

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“ さあ、私に答えてくださいー ”

“Come on, Answer me!”

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Sorry this kinda went into a one shot, but I hope you enjoy this new writing style!

[edenthefallen]

There goes my mind ー Cap 1.

Captain James Hook × M!OC

Tw: Violence, depression, murder, PTSD, gore, kidnapping, hostages, sexual scenes & poisoning

Synopsis: Hook finds himself with a worthy opponent, besides Pan but still with the same sadistic but still childish mentality. Will Hook have the patience to overcome him, or will cut his throat in the first chance?

Genre: Enemies to lovers, comedy, fluff, little of angst/drama If there are any writtins errors, feel free to correct them.

The torment was inevitable with an insufferable boy always showing up to annoy you when you least expect it. Hook was crazy trying to catch this kid, couldn't take it anymore and wanting revenge for the ripped hand.

He threw himself into his armchair, throwing his legs crossed over the table and removing his hat, after finding himself smeared with the sand that Pan had thrown all over his crew.

He was trying to get the dirt off of himself, managing to get the grain off him, and he sighed looking at the ceiling of his cabin. Someone knocked on his door, which made him dress up again with the hat.

ー Cap'in we have a ship approaching! - Smee entered with a lamp in hand, agitated like the crew on deck.

ー Which one?

ー I didn't recognized it sir, but it is blue with seahorses on it.

Hook didn't recognized only by the description, getting up he walked out his cabin, taking a monocle and look ate the direction Smee was saying. It wasn't that away, but get to see closer, the crew was small like the ship compared to Jolly Roger, but looked a bit more modern. But, he saw someone that he forgot the existence, his blood heat and the hot more angered than he already was.

ー Prepare the Canons! We can't lose this battle!

Hook ran through the ship's controls and turned the front of Jolly Roger to the other ship, which was known as "Golden Siren". He dropped the controls and grunted, picking up the monocle and pointing at the enemy ship again, to its beak and climbed a little, seeing the captain there, staring at him, his face was unknown but the only thing Hook could see was his yellow eyes a bit brownish, but he could see he was smiling.

ー Oh today you don't escape your bastard.... FIRE! ー Nothing happened, hook looked at Smee that was approaching him. ー What now?!

ー W-We are out of Canons Balls Cap'in

He looked at Smee deep in the eyes and opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by a melodic but Deep voice.

ー Forgot to prepare the Ship, Hook?! Come here, we don't need cannons... ー The enemy captain showed his cutlass and arranged the blue coat he was wearing, his feathered hat was swaying with the sea breeze and the bandana in his face hid his nose and mouth. ー You're scared Hoo-

ー QUIET YOUR LUBBER! ー He Jumped on the other Ship, in front of his adversary, his hoom shined over the sunset light.

ー Oah! ー The blondie stopped Hook's... hook before it cut off his eyes, his sword clinked metal with metal and he smirked behind his bandana, letting the hook approach and getting a few centimeters from Hook's nose ー Good try Captain! But offending me won't make you win this fight!

He swung his sword and kicked Hook in the stomach, only he didn't fall back into the sea as he was caught and thrown back onto the ship. Hook grabbed his sword as he got to his feet and used it for support, in a snarl of rage, seeming to almost scream, he slammed the sword into the man's head, bein blocked, but swiveling he ripped the other captain's shirt with his hook, who retreated and put his hand on his belly, laughing, noticed a slight red stain, cut himself but nothing serious. He chuckled and picked up a silver dagger he carried, one sword in hand and the other the dagger.

ー Now it's interesting…

ー Capitaine! ー A female voice called out to her captain, she was fighting one of the Jolly Rogers' crew, but she could speak. ーInvasion à bâbord!

ー TOURNE LE NAVIRE! ー The blonde man yelled, and in a few seconds, the ship started to turn around, with a loud noise of old woods. ー Better stop for today captain, we have to make this fight fair. ー He pointed his sword at Jolly Roger, Hook looked at his crew, they were totally surrendered to the Golden Siren's crew. ー I'm a pirate but I'm still a fair man.

He put the sword back in its scabbard and made room for the hook to go, his blood was still boiling and he felt even more humiliated. But if he continued defeat was certain, so he simply climbed the board between the ships and went to his own, there was the exchange and the crew of the Golden Siren.

ー But before.. how can I call you? ー Hm, you can call me Boucher, Captain Hook.

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Details: The words written in purple have a "French" accent, as he is a French character. He is a little younger and also a little taller than Hook.

Translations: - Invasion à bâbord! = invasion at larboard! - TOURNE LE NAVIRE! = TURN THE SHIP!

[fruit-of-infidelity]

(TW stalking) Inspired by the Valentine’s Day prompt when Ryuuto gets rejected. Can you please write a scenario (or a headcanon) for stalking-yandere Ryuuto. If a scenario, could it end that Ryuuto takes what he wants (e.g., kidnap the girl and imprisons her in the manor or something similar…)

// Ohoho, sure thing!（ o ｀▽´ )oΨ It gets a little, uh, creepy + suggestive toward the end. So be warned!

Tap. Tap... Tap.

Ryuuto's nails pattered gently against his bedroom desk. There he sat brooding, waiting. Once his familiars reported back to him on where that girl was, her condition, he would go. Like a typical teenager, he planned on sneaking out through his bedroom window.

After all, if Richter caught him... If he told Cordelia, heーー

Furrowed brows lifted, a sheepish smile spreading across his face. How silly of him, he scolded. For him to still be worrying about that... He supposed paranoia had really eaten away at him since the last time he had been caught out. But what on earth could his Mother do now, to punish him? To shame him? To guilt him?

...His Father was what worried him more.

As quickly as his familiars had informed him of that human's departure from her house, he had disappeared into the night. Their own mistake, really, to be wandering at this hour. Someone would have snatched her if he hadn't... He was sure of it.

"Wh-What!?"

Shh, shh, shh..."

Ryuuto was quick to silence the girl, springing himself upon her. With as large a hand as his over her nose and mouth like this, she easily fell unconscious in his arms. As savage as it made him feel ー almost like those younger siblings of his ー it made transporting her far easier.

By the time she came to she was confined. Not physically, by chains to his bed she was upon, but by the walls of Ryuuto's room. Doors locked, curtains drawn. Naturally, she was confused.

Mind muddled, throat dry...

Vocalising this as much as she could, begging to nothing but ー seemingly ー darkness to tell her where she was... She felt the mattress dip, and a pair of chillingly familiar green eyes met hers.

"You poor thing," His own voice was unusually shaky. "Listen to that dryness in your voice. Drink..."

A glass was presented before her. It's contents were thick... red, or perhaps white? She couldn't tell. That was enough, though, for her to hesitantly deny his offer. Rejected by her, once again.

"...Drink."

This time, any uncertainty to his tone had disappeared. It was clearly an order. By the time she caught his gaze again, he had already brought the glass to he lips on her behalf. Then, he begun to tip it.

"R-Ryuu... W-Waiー"

That warm, thick liquid met with her lips... and trickled onto her tongue as she was silenced mid-sentence. As her hands thrusted out to knock the glass from his hands, and to keep some sort of distance between her and her capture, drowsiness suddenly took hold.

"Sleep for now, beloved... There are still some things I must tend to, before I can let you roam our house freely."