#Yandere Artemis x reader

[aphroditelovesu]

i was rereading ur yandere greek mythology posts and after reading the concept of the greek gods sharing the part with Artemis and Apollo part caught my eye again,

I'm curious on how that will play out. may I request yandere artemis and apollo sharing a darling? - 🌓 anon

❝ ☀️ — lady l: it took a while but it came out, didn't it? Dear readers, it may take some time, but your requests will be written! This request was based on this ask/concept and I liked how the headcanon turned out and I hope you like it too.

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, dub-con ('cause it's yandere content), jealousy, mention of murder and torture, polyamorous relationship.

❝🏹pairing: yandere!apollo x gn!reader x yandere!artemis.

Apollo and Artemis are twin sibilings who are very different from each other. While Apollo had many lovers, Artemis preferred to live secluded in the forest with only her huntresses for company. Although close, the twins prefer to live their lives separately and this has always worked for both of them. Until they meet you. The gods don't often share their belongings, but the twins seem inclined to divide you between them. How lucky are you to have the attention of Artemis and Apollo, aren't you?

It was Apollo who met you first. You met during the festivities that honored him and he found himself drawn to you, leaning against a wall, silent and disinterestedly observing everyone around him. The god found himself looking at you intently and his gaze made you uncomfortable and you left your spot to leave. Something about that man's gaze made you nervous and you wanted to forget about it. Apollo, however, never forgot you.

When Artemis met you, you were already with Apollo. The god pursued you and basically made you his. The goddess of the hunt didn't think much of you at first, thinking that you would just be one of Apollo's lovers and that you would soon be out of his life. Which is obviously not what happened. As Artemis spent more time with you, the more she found herself enjoying your company and developed an obsession with you of her own. She found herself drawn to you like she had never been drawn to anyone and she wanted you. The fact that you belong to Apollo is not a problem for her.

Apollo didn't react well when he noticed his sister's interest in you. He was irritated, furious and full of jealousy. Why on earth was Artemis interested in you romantically? Of course, you were stunning but this... This was unacceptable, you belonged to Apollo and he wasn't willing to give you up. It didn't take long for him to get into a fight with his sister over you. You were his and he wouldn't let anyone take you from him.

The twin gods actually physically fought over you, pointing their bows and arrows at each other, they were ready to kill each other. They just didn't because you intervened. You tore them apart and tried to appease the angry gods who were looking at you with madness in their eyes. You took a deep breath and tried to work it out by talking to the them. Although he was reluctant, Apollo eventually agreed to share you with Artemis, even if he still didn't like the idea. But it could be worse, he supposed, better he shared his soulmate with his sister than some god he hated. Meanwhile, Artemis was delighted that she now had you, it wasn't just for her, but that could be fixed sometime, for the time being she was content to hold in her arms.

Your relationship was, to say the least, interesting. Both gods loved dragging you with them everywhere. Apollo was the most needy of your attention and the most demanding, he liked it when you lay on his lap and just watched him while he read poetry or sang hymns to you. He loves to run his fingers through all your soft hair, smell your perfume and spend hours kissing your soft lips. He wants as much physical contact as possible, to have your body pressed against his at all times. The hugs always took a long time to end and he could spend hours whispering promises of love to you. His love language is a lot of physical contact and gifts. Apollo is always giving you something, clothes, jewelry, books, whatever you want. He wants to be your favorite.

Artemis is the quietest in your relationship, she has always been more rational than her brother and fears making you uncomfortable with all of this. She used to lead a reclusive life in her forests, and while she greatly enjoyed the company of her hunters, she came to enjoy your company even more. Artemis loves to take you on her hunts, just the two of you alone, the two of you silently admiring the forest around you. She wants to teach you how to hunt, even if it's not something you're a fan of, she is the goddess of the hunt and would be more than happy to teach you. Artemis enjoys your company and often just watches you, looking at you in awe. Your time with her is precious and she is not that demanding of your attention. The goddess likes to pamper you more simply, with simpler gifts, but if you want expensive things, she will be happy to give you, but Artemis likes to present you with things she likes and thinks you will like. Her love language is coy glances that get bolder with touch.

There is no doubt that they are very jealous of each other, because they do, but Artemis hides it better than Apollo. When the three of you are together, the twins appear to be calm, but any discerning person will notice Artemis's clenched hands and Apollo's glare. The two will be throwing furious glares at each other, but will be silenced with a glare from you. They no longer fight, at least not in your presence, but the sibilings will band together when there is a threat to you. Maybe some other god (Zeus) is too interested in you and they can't have that. In the blink of an eye, Apollo will be glued to your hip and Artemis will be shooting hateful glares at anyone who looks at you the wrong way. They might fight, but you belonged to them and they will protect you fiercely.

Eventually the three of you will find an acceptable rhythm. Artemis and Apollo will stop trying to mentally kill each other and their attention and love will be on you at all times. The hugs and touches become a double dose, as Artemis hugs you possessively Apollo will be claiming your lips. You will always be in their midst, being the buffer for this relationship, the only person able to control the temper of the two gods.

Being in a relationship with them isn't the worst fate anyone could imagine. Apollo can be incredibly possessive and overwhelming, but he will learn to share you with his sister. Artemis is the more easy going of the twins, she is not as intense or possessive as her brother, but she is extremely resourceful and has a dangerous temper when provoked. You will learn to love it, to love them. The touches, the kisses, the hugs... It will all be part of a great future that the three of you will share. Trapped for eternity between Apollo and Artemis. This is your future. But don't worry, they'll do their best to make you happy with them, after all, you don't really have a choice.

[acid-ixx]

Sigh.. We all should've have chosen both wally and conner...i can't imagine the faces of batfam

how to be a heartbreaker! (again &. again concept)

ft. yandere! wally west, starfire, roy harper, artemis, conner kent, bart allen x gn! neglected! reader w/ platonic yandere! batfam.

— masterlist !

reblogs and interactions are encouraged and appreciated.

tw: age gaps but there isn't nsfw (except for conner) and the reader is described to be older than 20 in this concept and was far ignored longer than in the og story.

a/n: happy (late) halloween! 🎃 i'm praying to the gods, please don't let this post flop, i'm in my flop era fr! because i am not writing allat for it to get ignored 💔 (just kidding i love u guys, especially to all those who comment! i read all your comments even if i'm unable to reply at times). if you guys are wondering why i didn't include all the characters, it's because this is just a drabble and if anyone likes more concepts about this, please send in asks! anyways, enjoy this sweet harem au hehe.

anon, you are so right. but let me raise you this: getting together with all your siblings' teammates. i'm not just saying wally and conner, no! i'm saying the young justice, the teen titans, all their friends and old pals— the moment you come of age, hide under the radar for a few years and eventually meet them at random. you'd be giving dick, hell, even bruce, your father, mind you, a run for his money when it comes to a player reputation amongst the siblings, and the best part (or worst part for you once it's too late...) of it all is the fact that you don't even have to keep all your little relationships with them a secret when they never once bat an eye on you until recently.

the funny thing is: you didn't even have to try to attract them. it was all them approaching you at random days and getting to know you better, with you, at your lowest point, accepting any medium of attention. at first it was them feeling pity, perceptive to how your siblings chose to focus on them rather than you, but now it's them chasing after you because you're so interesting in every aspect; even if you find yourself average at best compared to your talented siblings.

maybe it's because you bring the normal out in them, or because you display such raw emotions and are an entirely separate being from vigilantism. either way, they find themselves thinking about you more often than their missions and that's harrowing.

and because you're such a pathetic, wet cat, so desperate for love; all the people you hit on develop a savior complex because of you. i don't just mean them finding you cute, or interesting, absolutely not. i mean you're constantly being thrown around like a prince or princess who needs a knight in shining armor to catch them when they fall, except you're constantly being carried in some other's arms even when you can stand on your own two feet.

you just have that special quality in you that makes everyone fall head over heels. it makes them fantasize scenarios of a home life with you; they could provide better than your current ones do, for sure. you'd be spoiled to death with kisses to your face, hands wrapped around your body, and a guarantee that you'll never feel alone or unsafe in a world full of danger that lurks around the corner.

that same quality may have also been your downfall.

wally west doesn't mind training all day to become stronger and faster to save you from every danger that lingers near your presence. hell, he doesn't complain anymore whenever dick assigns him some missions if that means he can pass by your room by the manor as an after-mission reward, loving it when you smile at him with the gentlest quip of your mouth as he hastily wraps you in his arms with the same amount of speed it took to run to your house. wally cherishes watching you in slow-time because he could worship every little part of his darling's expression, quelling the boredom he had for the entire day. he wants to be fast enough for his babe, not only just to impress them but because he wants them to see him as the only reliable individual capable enough of protecting and flirting with you. not everyone can measure up to his speed, no? nobody could keep up with this man's speed and he's known for taking you away whenever you're with someone else just to get a sliver of your time.

starfire's emotions become ablaze and so does her powers every time she notices one of your other sweethearts becoming too touchy with you, unable to comprehend why you're not even in a relationship with her yet. but you're too sweet and you bury yourself in her curly tresses to calm her down. at first that's enough! she doesn't understand the concept of physical affection and the boundaries that come with it as much as others but boy does she crave it when it comes to you. it doesn't help the fact that you're incapable of sometimes denying her affections and letting yourself be constantly kissed by the girl in every part of your face. she's very warm, though, and her curiosity about things foreign to her, paired with you teaching her more about your world, makes starfire adore her sweetheart's willingness and patience; it simply warrants another passionate kiss in the mouth from the pink-haired alien.

roy harper brings out a more rebellious side of you that you never imagine yourself sporting. his experiences in life and his rebellious relationship towards oliver queen, his adoptive father shapes him to who he is now; and he'd be damned if you drown yourself in endless misery like he did. yeah, it doesn't help that lian loves you as much as he does and he thinks you're the perfect match for him, watching you play with his little girl and care for him whenever he's injured does wonders for the fantasies that plays itself in his head, all scenarios of coming home to you after a hard day of work, just to see you and lian greet him the moment he enters your shared house with him, kissing him in the lips, telling him about the wonderfully prepared dinner you and lian whipped up for him, and watching your eyes widen at another bouquet of your favorite flowers he bought home for you. you're not in a relationship with him at all but can't a man just dream?

why dick wonders every damn time one of his friends ditch another one of their hangouts is a question never to be answered. but it's been noticeable these days that he's starting to suspect something wrong at play, especially since he's noticed tension within his comrades, and as a leader he couldn't just simply ignore the tense glares, insults to their being, and the hushed whispers; all pet names, a mantra they're used to calling you.

but dick doesn't take it seriously until it's too late.

that his baby bird long fell off the nest years ago, taken into the arms of whom he thought to be his most trusted comrades, thoroughly loved more than he could've given you. and it's not just one person smitten with you; it's an entire harem of people unwilling to share you just as much as dick who'd soon realize that he shares far more similarities with you; a heartbreaker, yet a caretaker at heart.

it's no wonder why everybody wants you for themselves. it's not only your family who loves to hear your precious laughs and gentle hands; that sets the jealousy ablaze in his heart.

jason never thought that artemis carried a softer version of her. but he's been picking up telltale signs of her donning dangling keychains, all cute doodles of her no doubt, and necklaces he's sure he's seen around the manor at times. it's not her typical style, and she never really found the appeal with cute things like crochet plushies of her; yet the designs are oddly reminiscent to someone he always called his angel. but whenever he tries to bring the topic up, he only receives a snarky reply, a protective hold on her things, and a familiar phrase telling him to mind his business. he isn't aware of how she met you one time after you've nearly been crushed to death by a car accelerating at you, if not for her taking the blunt end of the hit. ever since that day you've been seeing her regularly by alleyways watching over you as your guardian and giving her tokens of appreciation, albeit small, that she keeps as her prized properties; ones nobody has special access to touch. she's not much of a heckler for physical touch, but she occasionally gives you a head scratches and the rare peck to your lips.

jason doesn't like how jealous he is towards her, because of how the would-be stranger treats her and why he can't seem to pinpoint the primal urge to rip those little trinkets from her. sometimes he feels like a man possessed, eyeing the keychains and the random pastel bracelets longer, all warranting the same angered glare artemis reciprocates.

he swore he's seen them before, splayed across the random rooms in the manor, some even being in the library; things he loved to fiddle with whenever he was bored out of his mind. so seeing them being proudly displayed by artemis triggers visceral reactions within him.

but could jason do anything about it when he's part of the reason why your roster consists of your family's comrades? no.

if you couldn't get attention from your family, you'll just have to get it through their affiliations. yeah, some are older than you, but god are you treated like divinity with just how willing they are to kneel upon your feet just to gain a crumb of your attention. even the strongest lay weak whenever you look at them with disappointment or sadness with your wide, captivating eyes.

all the times tim drake would be with teammates, he'd notice how their eyes look at him expectantly, as if waiting for another one to accompany them. at first he ignores it, but the longer their strange behavior persists, he begins opening a case about his close friends.

he soon realizes that conner has a record of mentioning "his cute little darling," and how he'd brag to his other friends about how left his jacket and all his favorite t-shirts in your room and how you're always drowning in his scent— always quiping about just how much it smells like you and how he enjoys wearing all his clothes right after you wear them just to get a whiff of your presence in his life; you being his motivation to fight against crime just so he could see your pretty face and tell him you're proud of him. undeniably, he's the one who spends the longest time with you and he's prideful about it, being the only man with the privilege to touch every part of your skin, wishing to melt against you just so he'd be branded in your body like how your name is the only sweet thing he can taste in his mouth.

it's not only conner, but bart allen would bounce around more often demanding that it's unfair how conner gets everything and how he gets little time with you, with just how often you get thrown around by all your love interests! he'd admit just how cute he finds you whenever you coo about him and play with his messy locks of hair whenever it's his time of the week to visit you right after missions. spending time with him is arguably the most casual part of your life, because he loves to help you with your daily errands despite him complaining about the same tasks to his other teammates... he says it's because you stimulate every part of his brain to find satisfaction in every small action that you do, but it's not only that, rather, he wishes to gain all your praises that you sing for him, never finding boredom in your presence at all.

tim's the first one who pieces the jigsaw puzzle together, but he's thoroughly astounded either way at just how smitten they are with you. it makes him open an entirely different case that's just about you; where he discovers how you're connected with nearly everyone close to him and his siblings.

it makes him wonder what makes you all the more interesting. it's how exactly he spirals into a periodic cluster of events investigating your entire life and drowning himself in work, terabytes of files each analyzed carefully— all about you, your past, and present situation. tim drake never saw a person this admired that much, so much so that online stalking lead to physical stalking.

all your dm's are spammed by countless people, and you don't even take the initiative to reply because you'd be too busy being tossed around by the time the vigilante tracks your location. it's honestly amusing at first but the longer tim become a third perspective to your life, the more he craves your physical presence, just to get a taste of dissecting all the thoughts in your brain. but with just how often their friends fight over you, it'd be hard to rip you away from the clawing hands of all your admirers.

that's why he sets a plan into motion. if he couldn't have you to himself, then he could at least share you with the closest people he had in his life— not with all the strangers who think they know his younger sibling better than he does.

a simple document, many actually, so documents, were all he needed, with printed stacks of a4 paper compiling each and every known fact about you.

all in the name of love, he'd give it out to every member of the family in quick succession.

a hefty reminder to take back what once was theirs.

[sleepingdiaryzzz]

Y! Young Justice (the og) x villain! reader

You twist, defiant even now, and they feel it—their adversary, their ghost, the one who slipped from their grasp with a laugh on the wind, now held tight. Tonight, the uncatchable is caught, and their silent victory thrums like a heartbeat in the air around you.

Kaldur’s water binds hold fast, yet there’s a strange gentleness as he looks at you, eyes deep as the sea he commands. His grip is sure but reverent, each ripple around your wrists a silent hymn to the dance you’ve led him through, chase after chase, like a lover drawn to shore by the moon. His eyes are an ocean, quiet and unfathomable, but tonight there’s no mistaking the longing within them—a soft, undulating desire to hold what he’s finally claimed.

Wally stands close, not taunting but transfixed, his smirk softer than usual, as though he’s taken his place beside you at last. You’ve always been the thrill, the pulse in his veins, the rush of the wind at his back. The quicksilver desire he’s buried comes to the surface, flickering like light itself as he watches you now. There’s something poetic in his gaze, like a line of verse held just for you, words spinning in the silence as his fingers twitch, yearning to trace every inch of the face he’s only seen in blurs of speed.

Robin moves with precision, binding you with a care that’s more art than security. His eyes linger on every knot, every inch of skin beneath his gloved fingers, crafting his hold as if sculpting something sacred, every tie a testament to the chase that brought you to this point. He’s not simply holding you down; he’s committing you to memory, carving his mark into every second. The vigilante has become a poet, each knot in his rope a line in the unspoken sonnet he’s woven around you.

Conner watches with an intensity that goes beyond duty, his protective instincts woven with the depth of a soul that’s finally found something worth holding. His admiration is fierce, a silent ode to the strength you’ve shown against him time and again. The quiet in his gaze is the chorus he’s always sung for you—a promise etched in steel, a love wrapped in the strength he wields, silent but unbreakable. He’d turn worlds to dust before letting you slip away again.

Above, M’gann floats with a gentle, boundless reverence, her empathy a quiet lullaby echoing through your mind. There’s a depth to her gaze, a wish to hold you safe, to shield you from every shadow. Her presence wraps around you, the warmth of a song without words, each glance a silent lyric, a promise she wants to whisper only for you. Her thoughts spill over, her devotion filling every corner of your mind like a quiet symphony, promising to keep you safe, her heart’s song bound to you.

And Artemis, fierce and unwavering, watches from the edge, her gaze sharper than any arrow she’s ever shot. The smirk that once mocked you has softened into something reverent. She’s a huntress who’s caught her elusive prey, but there’s no more need for the chase. She wants to keep you close, to pull you into her orbit as if you were a star meant to be drawn to her. Her pride for you is fierce, unbending; her eyes drink you in like an anthem she’s claimed for herself.

Each of them stands close, a circle drawn tight, their poetry woven around you, their gazes fierce and unbreakable. You’re no longer simply their rival—you’re a muse, their song, the obsession they’ve crafted verse by verse in their minds. They’ve turned the chase into a masterpiece, and now, their poem is complete: you’re here, captured by verses only they can write, bound to them in a love that echoes like a heartbeat.

(A/n: when will I make a real story? I think never)

[kupidachillea]

Olympians x You (hcs or imagines)

Author note: Geez, it’s been awhile. Sorry, I’ve been in bit of a funk, got both writers block and art block but I just want to drop this. I still have a few things in my drafts, but for now I’ll feed you guys this.

TW (trigger warning):This may have a few Yandere themes in it. And while the Olympians themselves aren’t really yanderes- they do share similar tendencies considering their myths. Please note that this isn’t completely accurate to their mythology- but it’s just a bit of fun so please take no offence and be nice in the comments.

CW (content warning)⚠️: readers either 17-18+ (to read this I mean), light mentions of nudity, molesting and sexual harassment, toxic behaviour. General (hinted) Yandere behaviour. Reader’s discretion is advised.

🏺- You weren’t sure how you got here but somehow you ended up on mount Olympus of all places.

🪡- Your brain was fuzzy and you hadn’t yet registered the 12 + looming faces above you. When you did notice, they were bickering in a language you didn’t understand (or at the very least, understood a little). It was jarring and you were still trying to get your bearings.

-🏺 You noticed one of them, a woman, dressed in garments fit for royalty (in ancient times at least) and had somewhat of a peacock aesthetic to it, yelling and pointing accusingly at a man, presumably her husband. She didn’t seem happy. Hera. Queen of the Olympians..that means the other must’ve been Zeus..oh boy

🪡- Zeus looked as if he was trying to quell his wife’s anger before things got more out of hand. There were a few others in the back that looked bored of the situation- as if a similar thing has happened before, while others looked mildly amused.

🏺- Despite all that- the argument seemed to have turned completely to you. Hera turning her rage towards you. “You! Where did you come from, how did you arrive here!?” She’d ask in anger, it was evident she had very little patience if any at all, thankfully though she was now speaking a language you could understand. You scrambled to answer her, your body trembling slightly at how her voice shook the marble floor you were sat on.

🪡- You tried to explain to her that you didn’t know how you got here. Your brain still fuzzy with images that didn’t clear up or make sense. This obviously didn’t help the Queen’s anger and you could see her patience slipping. She would scoff and turn back towards the other gods, them discussing what they should do with you.

🏺 - Some suggestions were thrown around, some you weren’t so fond of. Multiple times did they suggest either killing you or throwing you off the mountain (which would kill you anyway). However those ideas were shut down immediately by more ‘kindhearted’ gods. This hasn’t happened in centuries- a human spawning on top of their mountain out of the blue..they aren’t really prepared for this.

🪡- They were almost all out of ideas, until one golden haired music deity bent down to your height and took a closer look at you. His eyes shining as he took in your appearance before a smile started to work its way on his lips. “How about we keep them..?” He suddenly asked, his gaze still set on the little (little to them anyway) human in front of him.

🏺- This made everyone pause and even you were shocked by the suggestion. You found it ridiculous and you argued that despite how flattering it was- you didn’t want to stay with them and you wanted to be returned back to your home. The gods only seemed to ignore you, as if you were a child having an unreasonable temper tantrum. They were all considering keeping you here!

🪡- “Well…” Hermes started. You could tell since he was a bit shorter than the others and he had his signature winged sandals. “It has been quite awhile since the gods have had a plaything..” he would mutter reluctantly. He wasn’t entirely sold on the idea, despite how his father and brothers (most anyway) were grinning like idiots. You, obviously , did not appreciate being referred to as a plaything.

🏺- “Then it is settled..this little one shall be our new plaything!” Zeus grinned, a little too happy for both yours and Hera’s taste. You were about to give them a piece of your mind but was swiftly silenced by a threatening gaze from Hera..to your surprise. And thus began your horrible life with the Olympians..

….

🪡- You were stripped of your modern clothing and given a chiton to wear instead. “It’s too modern for our liking..” Aphrodite would say as she felt up your body in ways that made you shiver in discomfort. “We’re use to our people…how should I say this? Showing a little more skin…” the goddess of love would chuckle sweetly, while you would stare at her in embarrassment and maybe even a hint of disgust. While you could understand where she was coming from- it still didn’t stop you personally from being uncomfortable with they way she was touching you.

🏺-You’d also be dressed up in fine jewellery, much to your surprise..anklets of gold, bangles made of bronze, necklaces etc. sweet smelling oil perfumes covering your body- anything to make seem more ‘appealing’ to the gods and goddess. You were their plaything after all, so it made sense for them to dress you how they liked..no matter how much you disliked it.

🪡- They’d occasionally have you pour them wine at banquets or sit on their laps to just sit there and look pretty. The main gods that did this were of course Zeus, Apollo, Poseidon, definitely Dionysus and at some point Hermes. You didn’t really appreciate this, but rejecting their request would result in a ‘punishment’ for you.

🏺- To your surprise..Ares rarely touched you without your permission, but he was a little mean here and there. He along with Athena and Demeter weren’t as…’touchy’ as the others. And Artemis …you appreciated that..though just because they didn’t touch you in inappropriate ways doesn’t mean they weren’t as ‘crazy’ as the rest.

🪡- For example, while Artemis wasn’t big on being a pest in terms of touching you, she did take you out on hunts..which..wasn’t so bad in your opinion. It was much better than being up on the mountain most days..she thought a little more rationally- but of course- her twin, Apollo, would see you hanging out with his sister and get a little possessive about it. Which you didn’t understand- you weren’t any of their lovers (even if they thought so), but even so..most hunting trips were cut short because of him.

🏺- When you finally got moments to breathe away from the gods..you’d spend it out in the garden..hidden away from everyone and thing..it was your quiet time up until one of the gods summoned you. You found out that you weren’t the first human to be in this position (and probably not the last)..according to one of the lesser known gods (maybe Hebe) you were told that centuries before, a young lad was taken into the heavens to serve Zeus but had been placed into the stars as the constellation known as Aquarius.

🪡- You shivered at the thought..you didn’t want that to happen to you. To be placed in the stars? Doomed to forever look down on earth and watch your family and friends grow? It may have been an honour back then but to you it was almost like a death sentence.

🏺- Either way, life with the Olympians got harder to cope with. Your privacy was always compromised and you were forced to many things you didn’t like. Sometimes the gods would be as bold to sneak up on you while you were bathing and either join you in the pool or touching up your nude body.

🪡-Often giving excuses for why they would do so, or simply ignoring your protest. It wasn’t hard to manhandle you after all..they were gods, and you were a puny human. Why should they care about your thoughts and feelings. It progressively got worse with them kissing your neck or cheek without your permission too- Apollo was the main culprit of that..

🏺- Sometimes you found yourself crying in a corner by yourself at the situation you were in. The only person willing to comfort you being Hestia. She obviously didn’t approve of this but she couldn’t do much besides being a safe space for you to turn to, which you appreciated.

🪡- But no matter how you protest, run, hide, or try to defy them; you are still theirs. That how they see it anyway, and they won’t change their mind..

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

soft yandere Apollo x reader x artemis (heal) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -

you laid against the chest of Apollo, one of the gods who had taken you captive a few months ago. he ran one hand through your hair placing kisses along the side of your neck, the other around your waist holding you close to him. "you are looking beautiful today my sunshine" he whispered in your ear, causing you to blush a little. even though he and his sister stole you from the mortal world and forced you to become immortal they had never mistreated you, it was hard to ever stay mad at them. "i would have to agree with you brother, our moonlight is looking quite lovely today" Artemis says as she enters the room, apollo looks towards her resting his chin on your head. "you're home early from your duties dear sister" he says watching as she sets her bow down, "i wanted to return home to our darling" she answers sitting next to the both of you on the bed. she leans down to kiss your wrist but as she brought it to her lips she noticed a large bandaged along your arm. "what is this? what happened?" she asks concerned, moving to hold your face and check for more injury. "they had put their hand a little too close to one of my horse's manes and burnt their arm." AApollo says calmly stroking your hair. "you haven't healed it?" Artemis asks glaring at him. "he did, but he kept the bandage on in case." you say, not wanting to start a fight between the two. both of their gazes soften at your voice, Artemis holds your face in her hands softly stroking your cheek. "you need to be more careful, I do not know what I would do if we lost you." she says sternly before kissing your forehead. "you won't lose me." you reassure, holding her hand. "it is quite late, I would like to get some rest before my duties tomorrow" apollo says before falling back on the bed, pulling you down with him, you let out a laugh when you land back next to him, Artemis laying next to you pinning you between them. "goodnight sunshine" apollo says kissing your nose, and cuddling his face into your shoulder. "goodnight moonlight" Artemis says kissing the back of your shoulder. they may have taken you, but you couldn't resist falling in love with them.

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[gliphyartfan]

Hi I saw your last headcanons about The heroes joining The Villains to take down Hylia for readers sake(I really liked The headcanons, They were really good) But i have my question about The zeldas, I cant stop thinking that They would get an interest in The Reader (Maybe Platónic, maybe Romántic Is up to you) And I cant stop thinking that they Would join The chains plan to take down Hylia(Maybe The Make a truce with The chain to take down Hylia with The less count of possible deceased people to finally kill The Villain) I dunno i had this idea and I had to say it, hope you have a nice day

First off…I’m not much of a fan of the princesses…

BUUUUT, I can accept coming up with ideas about them for others…BUT NOT OFTEN!

Anywho I haven’t put much thought on all of them so I’ll just do a few. Sorry 😅

Sun wouod have the most complicated feelings here since she’s literally Hylia reborn as a mortal. Her interest in Reader would likely be tied to a deep guilt and sense of responsibility, she’s living with the burden of what Hylia does to Reader. Yeah the Hylia that did it is FAAAR into the future, but it’ll a version of her who no longer is SUN.

She probably sees helping the Chain as a way to make amends, even if it means going against everything she was once meant to represent.

She probably sees Reader as almost sacred and feels like she owes them something she can’t fully repay.

She wants to protect them, and there’s this raw, almost reverent quality to it. She’s the one who might pull Reader aside to give them quiet reassurances, to show that she’s on their side despite the history that hangs over her head.

Some of the guys, like Time, Legend, and Warriors, maybe Wild might not fully trust her, understandably so.

They’d question her motives and wonder if, when it comes down to it, she’d side with Hylia.

Sun would be determined to prove her loyalty to Reader, and that might lead to some pretty heated arguments, especially with heroes who are cautious around her.

Artemis wouod be all about strategy really teaming up with the Chain as a logical choice to take down Hylia, not just for Reader’s sake but also for the sake of her people. Considering hers is literal a war-torn era and even if the timelines were repaired, the damage the war did to HER era specifically is still there .

She’s not sentimental about it; she just wants to get the job done with minimal fallout.

Buuut seeing how devoted the Chain is to Reader, she’d definitely gain a lot of respect for Reader.

She’d have a lot of admiration for Reader, seeing them as almost warrior like in their own right. She’s drawn to how Reader stands up to things way beyond their control and keeps pushing back. There would be no flowery language from her; she simply respects Reader, and it shows. (Friendship no jutsu will happen eventually, it just takes time for her to warm up to Reader.)

Tetra would be in this for her own reasons, but helping Reader aligns well with her goals. She, like Wind, isn’t familiar with Hylia but seeing the Chain actively fighting against her is all she needs to dive in. Especially when she warms up to Reader. She’d be on board to take Hylia down without a second thought.

She would be egging the Chain on to take bold steps against Hylia. There’s no hesitation on her end; she’d be telling them, “If you’re in, go all the way.” Her approach would definitely add some urgency to their plans, maybe pushing the Chain into action when they might otherwise hesitate. (She’s a pirate, what do you expect)

She’d be the semi-tsundere, definitely would warm up quickly to Reader, especially if Reader adores her pirating stories or genuine is interested in learning how ships works.

Aurora probably the most lowkey out of all of them, but don’t underestimate her. She’d see the Chain’s determination and want to support them out of a genuine belief that Reader deserves a better fate.

Her relationship with Reader would likely be gentle and kind, she’s the one offering small comforts.

She sees something special in Reader’s humanity and probably feels they’ve been through way too much already.

She’d be the one who connects with them in quiet moments.

She’d mediate between any Zeldas who don’t see eye to eye. If Artemis is pressing for strict strategy while Tetra is pushing for impulsive action, Aurora would be the voice of reason, urging a balanced approach to keep them all on track

And….thats all I could come up with. Sorry I couldn’t think of the others. I may come back to this later if I think up more.

(I won’t mind writing for the Zeldas. It’ll just take some time 😅)

[heavenlayt]

Yandere Artemis with a sweet and innocent reader? :))

Hi anon! You are my first request and I was very happy in write about the Greek gods. As I was writing this in my backyard I saw a shooting star crossing the sky. It probably inspired me writing this headcanon. It turned out shorter than I expected, but I hope you like it! 💞

Artemis, Artemis or Artemisia, is the Greek goddess of hunting, nature and chastity. Artemis is also known for being the protector of women and carrying the same powers as her twin brother, Apollo. Able to hurl plagues and diseases at men and beasts as punishment, Artemis is one of the worst yanderes to have as lover or enemy.

I feel that with a sweet, innocent darling, Artemis would be quite protective, obsessive and possessive.

Falling in love was never in the goddess' plans, but when she saw you for the first time she felt as if cupid himself had bewitched her with one of his arrows.

As the goddess of chastity, I imagine Artemis wouldn't sleep with you, but given the concept of virginity, she wouldn't object to using her mouth or other means to pleasure you.

Because her darling is sweet and innocent, Artemis would fall even deeper in love with her sweetness, and she would do everything possible to receive a daily dose of her affection. Kisses, hugs and other caresses from the goddess are constant demonstrations of love that make you never stop feeling loved by her.

Artemis is also overprotective and terrified that your naivety could be used against you, so she decides that taking you against your will to live with her is the best decision. Scream, cry and fight back all you want, but the goddess of the hunt never lets her prey out of her reach.

You would be considered her most precious treasure, kept under her protection 24 hours a day, imprisoned in the temple dedicated to the goddess.

Her powers of throwing plagues and diseases are quite useful in this situation. While he hates to even think of inflicting punishments on you for behaving, Artemis is not averse to the idea of secretly sickening you to keep you close, under her constant control and care. And when it comes to her enemies in love, be they gods or mortal men, she is also not indifferent to the idea of using all possible tricks to ward off anyone capable of taking her sweet beloved away from her arms.

Whether through plagues, diseases or even hunting them personally, the goddess has no limits when it comes to you.

You are her sweet naive little angel. Only hers. And you better accept your fate, like it or not, because she will never let you go.

[the-broken-truth]

Best Friend - Yandere Cassandra Savage

Broken Truth: I found out there is literally no content with Cassandra Savage and a Reader; at least, not from what I see. So, I'm making my own. You all really should have expected this from me by now.

Vandal: Wolf! Time to train!

Broken Truth (Shivers): Coming, Vandal! Gotta go! (Runs off)

You were Cassandra's Best Friend - the one thing she clung to from her old life before she joined her father - Vandal Savage - on the Warworld. The bond she shared with you was close enough to be considered a siblingship and - even though you were not linked to Cassandra through Vandal Savage - she still treated you as such; there were things she would do for you that she would never do for another. She would never admit it because she needed to keep her appearance up as Vandal Savage's Daughter, but you were her most precious one; she wouldn't tell you or her father, but she loved you. More than anything.

You lived a regular life on Earth - you had a job and went to school but you always looked forward to the weekends when Cassandra would come to visit you. The two of you would head out to get food and Cassandra would tell you all about her travels with her father - all lies, of course. She crafted a story that her father came to her for aid to spread his influence to make his business larger; which wasn't entirely a lie but she could bring herself to tell you the truth about who she really was, about who her father truly was and his mission, about where she had been all this time.

You sometimes asked her about her father, but she would always tell you that she didn't want to talk about her father, he was a rather reserved man and didn't like his business out there; you understood and refused to pry any further. That was another thing Cassandra loved about you - you understood her better than anyone and you knew not to test her boundaries. All she wanted was to be with you and rest her head on your shoulder as the two of you would sit and watch the stars; you would constantly ask her what she thought was beyond those stars and her answer would be the same: Beings more powerful than us.

Cassandra loved her time with you, however, all good things must come to an end and every mask eventually falls off and shatters into millions of pieces, revealing the monsters underneath.

It was a weekend like any other, Cassandra was waiting for you outside your school in civilian clothes; this was going to be the night she confessed her feelings for you and claimed you as her own, however, it would seem that fate had to throw a monkey wrench in that plan. Cassandra was leaning against the wall when she heard you laughing and talking to someone else - none of your friends knew who she really was so she saw no reason to hide herself.

Critical Mistake.

When her brown eyes locked with the brown eyes of Artemis Crock, who was standing beside you; she knew things were going to get bad. You saw Cassandra and waved at her with that dazzling smile of yours and you started walking over to her when Artemis grabbed your arm and yanked you back by her side, causing Cassandra to snarl and you to look at her with confusion in your eyes.

"Artemis, what are you doing?" You asked the blonde-haired girl who continued to glare at Cassandra while keeping her grip on your arm.

"Get your hand off of them, Huntress." Cassandra growled - no one was around so they didn't hear what she said, but you looked wide-eyed.

"Cassandra, how do you know who she is? What is going on?" You asked.

"When you told me her name, I didn't think it would be Cassandra Savage." Artemis said to you while glaring at Cassandra.

"Savage? That's not Cassandra's Last Name." You said to Artemis, who shook her head.

"She's been lying to you, [Name]." Artemis said.

"Shut your damn mouth, Huntress, and release them! Don't you say a damn word!" This couldn't be happening. Cassandra was so close to making you hers and now this brat was going to ruin everything.

"[Name], her real name is Cassandra Savage - she is the daughter of Vandal Savage, an immortal man who has horrible intentions for humanity for the sake of his plan to progress humanity." Artemis said

Your eyes widened...

"V-V-Vandal Savage?" You looked horrified at that name. You started thinking back to when you were a child: Your father was working on a project that consumed most of his time away from you and your family. You wanted to surprise him and hid in the cabinet in his office and waited for him to return with a smile on your face. He did return...but he was not alone.

A large towering man was with him - he had 3 large scars upon his face and eyes that were filled with an unknown emotion but you knew he was dangerous, so you kept quiet and listened to their conversation. Your father was working on something for the man and once he handed a small vial over, along with a file, the man placed them on the table and gently placed his hands on your father's head and spoke...

"You have aided Vandal Savage well...however, your usefulness is at an end. Rest now." The man - Vandal Savage - said as he turned his hands in such a way and a sickening crack was heard. You covered your mouth to keep from screaming or making any noises; you watched as Vandal hugged your father's body and gently placed him on the ground before he took the vial and file with him, leaving the office.

You waited for a while - 30 minutes - before you slowly pushed the cabinet door open and crawled to your father's body with tears in your eyes. You tried to shake him away but it was no use - he was gone. You curled up to his body and lay there until the police came and took you away while they took away the bodies of your parents; Vandal had apparently killed your mother before killing your father in the same way - a single snap of the neck and gently placed on the kitchen tile.

You looked horrified as you looked at Cassandra, who looked into your eyes as she shook her head as if silently telling you not to believe anything Artemis was saying, but you knew Artemis, you knew she would never lie to you. Not about something like this.

"You... You're Vandal Savage's Daughter? Vandal Savage killed my parents and you're his daughter? You never told me? Cassandra...why?" You asked with a whimper as tears threatened to fall from your eyes.

"[Name], please... Understand that I was only trying to spare you." Cassandra tried but you exploded at her.

"Spare me? SPARE ME?! SPARE ME WHAT, CASSANDRA?! THE FACT THAT YOUR FATHER KILLED MY PARENTS?! THAT YOU WERE HIS DAUGHTER?! THAT I WAS FALLING IN LOVE WITH THE DAUGHTER OF MY PARENTS' KILLER?! WHAT COULD YOU POSSIBLY BE PROTECTING ME FROM, CASSANDRA?!" You roared at her - she never saw you like this and she hated it.

"[Name]... Please... I didn't want to lose you - I never wanted to lose the person I love." Cassandra tried but you looked away from her. You couldn't take it anymore - your heart could take it anymore - so you bolted, away from Artemis and away from Cassandra. You never wanted to see her again.

Cassandra tried to run after you but Artemis stood in the way - this was all her fault. The one she loved and who once loved her ran away from her and ruined all her plans. She wasn't going to let you escape her love for you, she would find you, but she needed to deal with this pain in her neck before she could claim what belonged to her.

Cassandra would have you and there was nothing you or anyone else could do about it.

Broken Truth: Continue? Give me your opinions, guys. I would like to hear them, please be respectful, however.

[nosyp]

Crowned by Desire

Chapter 2

A/N = I'm not sure if you guys will like where the story is going... but I hope you do. And ofc this story is prone to change. I might change a bit. or a lot. Depends on my mood :P

Warning = dark, yandere, toxic relationships

Pairings = Greek Gods x reader

Summary = Trapped in the gods' realm as their servant, you find fleeting peace with Artemis. But when Hades offers you freedom and a different kind of power, you’re drawn into the dark world of the underworld. As you navigate your strange new life and a mysterious woman leaving you to question everything.

Word count = 2.1k words

Story below 👇

It’s been a week since you entered the gods’ realm, and ever since then, you’ve been reduced to a mere servant for them. Your days were spent feeding grapes into their mouths or, worse, being treated as their plaything.

Oddly enough, you’d somehow gained an unofficial title of “Third Ruler of the Gods.” It wasn’t assessed by Zeus or anyone important, but a few gods jokingly referred to you as such. To your surprise, nor Hera or Zeus were furious about it. If anything, Hera actually seemed amused. It felt like a mark, something that would never fade, a constant reminder of your peculiar position among the gods.

Every time one god finally let you go, another would pull you into their orbit. It was a relentless cycle, and today was no different. And today, you found yourself with Artemis.

“Pay attention, focus on the target,” she says with one of her hands adjusting your elbow while the other is on your back. “Okay, hold… hold…”

You paid attention to her voice, waiting for her signal to let go. 

“Okay, shoot!”

Your finger let go of the string, launching the arrow into the air. Both of you watched as the arrow flew through the air… and onto the target, perfectly in the middle. 

“There you go,” she says proudly.

Artemis was one of the better gods. Sure, she was possessive in her own way, but it wasn’t suffocating, it wasn’t as annoying. Unlike the others, she didn’t obsess over your every move or try to claim you with marks on your body as a warning to the rest. Time with her felt like a breath of fresh air. It was usually quiet strolls through the woods, hunting or whatever she wants. She let you exist in peace, unguarded, if only for a while.

For the next few hours, you two hunted and strolled around the woods. The peaceful serenity was a temporary escape from the chaos of the gods. Artemis led the way, her calm presence making it feel like the rest of the world didn’t exist.

She didn’t rush you, she allowed you to enjoy the quiet moments, the rustling leaves, and the distant calls of wildlife. There was something freeing about being in her company, the peace you felt was impeccable. 

As the evening wore on and the woods started to quiet down, Artemis stood up with her arms stretching above her head. “Unfortunately, I need to get going,” she said, a hint of reluctance in her voice. “I’ve got other matters to attend to.”

You nodded, not wanting to break the silence. “Right. Thanks for today,” you muttered softly.

She gave you a small smile, one that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Don’t worry. I’ll be around.”

Artemis turned away, her steps soft against the forest floor, blending into the night as if she were part of the trees themselves. You watched her leave, feeling the familiar tug of unease. Alone again.

Sighing, you made your way to the palace. Surprisingly it was quiet when you arrived, only the soft wind blowing across the room. Hesitantly, you passed through the main room and into the hallways.

Opening the door to your room, you saw a shadow, and a tang of worry hit you. Your heart skipped a beat as you hesitated in the doorway, scanning the dark room.

“Hello?” you called out quietly, filled with unease. There was no answer, but you felt eerie.

You stepped in cautiously, watching your step as you went. The door creaked slightly behind you as your hands guided it to close. Then, a faint sound of a footstep echoed from the corner of the room, and your gaze snapped in that direction. A figure then emerged from the shadows, stepping into the dim light.

“Who’s there?” you demanded, but your voice trembled despite your attempt to sound confident.

The person grinned, its eyes glowing in the low light. "I think you already know," came the deep, familiar voice.

It was Hades.

“What do you want?” you asked, your voice barely loud enough, but still strong.

He tilted his head slightly, a small smile appearing at the corners of his lips. “I want you,” he said simply, his tone smooth, almost too calm.

Your pulse quickened, not out of fear, but something else. You had been caught in the realm of gods for so long, dragged from one god to the next, and now… Hades is standing in front of you, as if he had been waiting for this moment all along.

"You’ve been... watching me," you murmured, piecing it together. “Just like the others.”

Hades didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stepped closer, his shadow falling over. “The others may play their games, but I am not like them. I offer you something different.”

Your gaze shifted upwards to meet him, your mind racing with thoughts. After all, nothing good comes from Hades, the god of the underworld. 

“What do you want from me?” you asked.

He studied you for a moment, the weight of his stare being both unnerving and… magnetic. 

“Hm, nothing more than your company. I believe… you belong... with me.” He replied, his words were slow and deliberate, as though he was talking to a child.

You swallowed, trying to push past the strange mix of emotions swirling inside you. “I’m not some... possession.”

Hades’s smile softened, now amusement visible on his face. “No, you’re not. But you are someone I want to keep close. Someone who understands the balance of power... of what it means to truly be free.”

The tension in the room thickened, and you felt the urge to escape, yet you didn’t move. Something inside you told you that there was more to this than just another god trying to claim you. Something about his words felt different.

“Why me?” you asked quietly, unable to stop the question. “Why are you so persistent?”

His gaze softened, a rare vulnerability flickering in his eyes before it was disappearing again. “Because... you don’t belong to the games the others play. You’ve seen what it’s like to be treated like nothing more than a pawn. I am offering you a choice. A chance to escape”

You didn’t know how to respond, the weight of his offer settling heavily in the air between you. Hades wasn’t offering you power or gifts like the others had. He was offering something more dangerous. His trust, his space, and a place in his realm.

Somehow, in this sick and twisted game, everyone believed you were more than what you were. Yet, they were treating you like an object. A prize that could be won. You highly doubted the fact that Hades thought any differently. 

The rest was a blur. You had no recollection of what you even said, and now you’re somehow in bed with the two rulers of the underworld. 

The room was dark, shielded from the faint glow of the underworld's endless fires casting shadows on the walls. You could feel the strength of their presence beside you, Hades was on your left while Persephone was on the other. They hadn’t said much after you were led here, but there was an undeniable tension in the air, a strange comfort that made your heart race. 

You shifted slightly, trying to process everything that had happened. How had you gone from being a mere servant in the gods' realm to this dark corner of the underworld?

The duo was quite excited when you stepped foot into the underworld. Saying Persephone was elated was an understatement, she was ecstatic.

"I never thought anyone could visit like this, oh the things we’ll do together." she had said, her voice gentle but laced with something else. 

Now, both gods were here with you, in the quiet of the underworld, and all you could do was wonder what the hell had just happened. You couldn’t help but feel like you were caught between two worlds, not really fully belonging to either.

Hades shifted in his sleep, and you instinctively tried to pull away, but his arm shot out before you could go any further. He pulled you closer with an iron grip and stuck you between them. The warmth of his touch was strangely comforting, as though this was where you were supposed to be.

Persephone, sensing your discomfort, spoke up. "Don’t worry," she said, her voice soothing in the stillness. "We don’t bite... unless you force it."

You let out a nervous laugh, unsure if it was suited for the situation, but somehow, it felt like the tension in the room had eased a little. "I didn’t ask for any of this."

"And that’s exactly why you’re here," Persephone said cryptically. "You didn’t come looking for power or glory. You came to escape."

Escape. The thought echoed in your mind. You had been planning to run for so long, and now you had somehow ended up here, surrounded by beings who controlled the very realm of death.

"Do you think I could actually leave?" you asked. “Escape this hell hole?”

There was a long pause, and for a moment, you thought they might not answer. Then, Hades spoke, his voice low and commanding but not unkind. "No one ever truly leaves the underworld. But it doesn’t necessarily mean you have to be a prisoner."

The weight of his words seeped into you like poison. You had heard whispers, stories of the underworld’s control, of gods who ruled with absolute power. But in that moment, you realized you were not a mere pawn… well, at least, not in their eyes.

Persephone shifted, placing a hand on your arm. "If you’re looking for freedom, you’ve already found it. You just have to learn to accept it. This is freedom."

And with that, the tension in the room eased, leaving you to wonder what your future held in this strange, dark place. You agreed they were nice, but this wasn’t exactly what you wanted to do for the rest of your life.

The next morning, you spotted a woman standing near the edge of the underworld, her presence odd yet strangely calming. You stepped closer to her, curiosity washing over you. The closer you get, the clearer she became.

She had long dark hair that framed her face softly, and though she looked out of place, there was a warmth in her gaze that contrasted the coldness of the surroundings. Her clothes were simple, nothing like the gods’ lavish clothing. She wore a simple t-shirt and jeans, yet somehow it made sense.

Her eyes met yours, and for a brief moment, you could see a familiar kind of understanding in them. She didn’t say anything and just looked at you in silence.

It took you a second, but when the realization hit, your heart skipped. Those were the eyes of a mother. 

“You know… being separated from your kid hurts…” she says with sorrow. It was visible in her eyes and voice.

You hesitated, unsure how to respond. The words she spoke felt like they held more weight than you could grasp. 

She seemed to sense your uncertainty and gave a soft, understanding smile. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make things awkward.” She said while looking around, trying to fully take in the surroundings. “This place… it’s not the easiest to be in, is it?”

You don’t know how to reply to that either. The underworld was suffocating, its darkness pressing in on you no matter where you went. There was no sunlight, no warmth. Just the cold embrace of the gods’ realm. But her words made it feel… less suffocating somehow.

“I just want him to be okay,” she continues, her gaze falling to the ground for a moment before meeting yours again. “I always worry about him. But this time… I have to trust that he’ll be able to handle whatever comes next.”

It’s strange. The calmness in her voice, despite everything. You couldn’t help but wonder how she’d managed to hold onto her sanity, especially when her own son was caught in the chaos of the gods. 

“I’m sorry…” you say, although you knew you weren’t the one at fault.

Silence followed, and none of you said anything for a fleeting moment. 

“If you don’t mind me asking… What's his name?” you ask with uncertainty.

“Percy… Percy Jackson,”

[spaceless-vacuum]

It's the same anon that send in the previous royal! Reader ask with reader being betrothed. I saw that your requests were open and I wanted to see if you could write headcanons regarding that same topic. I didn't want to put it in the previous ask because it got a bit too long.

The whole royalty reader idea gets more interesting depending on which zelda/link you're with. 

Give me a duo who had an arranged marriage with you before the calamity. Spending so much time with their sweet bride and refusing to let you even think about helping out in the war. You can try to fight them about how you're capable and able to do more to defend their country and cry you might but they refuse to let you do anything about it. To them you're so much better suited to waiting the war out while they take care of it. Zelda often takes you to the springs with her, just knowing you're there while she prays alleviates her anxiety. The goddess has to hear her cries when youre by her side. Who could ignore such a sweet soul?

Link likes this as well. Being able to watch both of you helps him relax. Having you away from him not knowing if any yiga rats might hurt you tears him apart. It is his duty to protect you and his princess. Keeping you close by is the best way to make sure you're safe. Even if the lack of privacy may hurt your feelings it is absolutely necessary. Tying the knot between you and Zelda helped with relations between your two nations. The extra help with the war was sweet but having you as her prize was the real victory- even if no one ever heard how badly she wanted to just have you.

Zelda loves it when you help with the guardians. She can't spend all of her time studying them so having you do it and talking about it over tea and while travelling really makes her happy. Listening to your sweet voice go over the numbers and talk about how her plans are going along well just sounds so much sweeter when coming from your lips. The extra help with her other more mundane tasks like hair braiding and just the slow sweet domestic moments are her greatest pleasure. The way you help with domestic affairs was the whole point of the marriage after all.

Link feels a bit off while witnessing those moments but the way Zelda smiles when she looks at you makes up for all of it. He loves seeing the two of you being so happy. He smiles and finds that even your aura is enough to bring out the best in him. It's hard for him to keep such a cold demeanour when you're breaking down all of his walls.

. . .

Post calamity these two would be a handful. For multiple reasons. I didn't mention it much before but you are always at Zelda’s side or in a location they are ok with you being at, such as the castle. After the calamity it's hard to keep you pent up in one house all the time and even travelling with them isn't safe. Plus it's been one hundred years and they're not the same people they once were.

Flora lost you once and was convinced as she sent Link to the shrine of resurrection and as the two of you were separated that you were dead. She used the memory of who she was fighting for to help fuel her energy in the fight against holding the calamity back. Fighting the years away she awoke and found the most beautiful sight waiting to greet her. Her heart was so over flowing it felt like everything that happened up to this point was all worth it. Losing you was too much to remember most days. Yet here you were. Wild taking up the mantle of guardian you again. 

The new hero is certainly different. That much is easy to tell. He doesn't really remember you and his tendencies to always have to keep you in his line of sight are gone the first time you meet. He truly doesn't remember you. After such a long time, who can blame him but it still hurts you a bit. All Wild can recall is that you were a visiting royal who stayed at the castle. How you managed to live for so long, you explained it was all simple luck (magic, being put in the shrine of resurrection with link, Purahs anti aging device, idk maybe love or the calamity did it in hopes you would fall to the malice but you never did).

You spent your time adventuring and travelling with Wild. Hoping to rescue the princess and put an end to the calamity that you witnessed destroy everything ages ago. The dynamic changes a lot. You and Wild have spent a lot of time together and even after rescuing Flora he isn't willing to let go of you. The Link who died had to stand by because he couldn't mess with the royal wedding but there's no need to keep himself away anymore.

There was a time seeing the two of you being so close would have made her jealous, now however? She found seeing the two of you quite calming. Wild's yandere tendencies make her feel secure. She doesn't have to worry about your safety as Wild has obviously gotten ground rules set down that you follow. They're both so overprotective of you but it's clear to see why. Flora can get a bit jealous of the two of you; but who wouldn't be after seeing the way you smile? The jealousy never lingers but it does make her feel sorry about what happened. The life she promised you, the kingdom she was going to rule with you, and all of the plans for the future. It's all gone. She can no longer give you what she once was going to.

As the two of you spend more time together and rekindle what was there it only fuels her love for you. It cements the fact that you married her for her. Not for her title, not for the kingdom, not any of it. For her. You want her. You went so far as to help Wild save her. All for love. She considers the two of you still married and would love to redo your vows.

. . .

Age of calamity Fauna and Calamity. This link is far more stern. There's a literal war going on. He can't spend his time always on the lookout for you. He needs you to stay put as far away from the front line as possible. Fauna lets Calamity do the stern talking but she gets in on it as well when you start to pull the royalty card to try and regain some of your freedom. It's not like you're going far, but it's still so dangerous and they can't bear to lose you. Once Fauna unlocks her powers she gets an aura around her, in truth though she couldn't care less about unlocking her powers. All she wants is for this war to be over a day sooner. She can't wait until this war is behind her so she can just live a normal life with you.

Keeping you by her side all the time and spending her days in the castle while you share stories with her is all she truly wants. Calamity’s goal is the same. He just wants to put this all behind him so he can finally figure out who he is without all of this hero business. Fauna has no issues with sharing you between the two as they have spent so much time together that there's really nothing he can hide from her, and her from him. Your life after the war is much like it was before just with two very needy yanderes who have to have your attention at all times.

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Time would love for nothing more than to take you away. He loves to have you visit him at work when hes with the knights or at the farm. Seeing your down to earth and kind personality as a royal makes him feel secure in the kingdom's future. Due to this part of the timeline being the one where he was sent back to a kid before Ganon betrayed Hyrule. The hero wasn't needed and Zelda never let Ganon into the sacred realm so he feels… sort of odd. He enjoys your company and adores being able to talk about being a hero around you without feeling strange about the whole ordeal. You're so hypnotising he's always at such a loss for words around you. In a sense he knows he's the one who should be treating you like royalty but there is one small issue. You Are to be wed to Lullaby.  He knows you're more than friends but he can't just take you away because to do so would upset your marriage; and he can't stretch the truth to Malon and say he kidnapped the princess. That's what Ganon did; but he can't live in this fantasy world while wishing you were his. He lets this eat him up inside until he eventually talks to his Zelda about it but it's a hard topic.

Lullaby seems loyal and regal and in royal gossip there is this air of her being holier than thou but it's all air. An aura. She doesn't do anything like that at all. In fact part of what drew you to her was how down to earth she is. She's a very multilayered person. She works day and night both as princes but mostly as a sheikah warrior. While exposing Ganon as a traitor she can't be sure his influence is fully gone. She needs stability and power and she has about ten different jobs to get down and they all need to be done by now. She needs someone all the time. Someone who can help her. To comfort her when she cries, to rub her back when she's sick, to be there with her when she prays, she needs a friend and ally and someone to help her spar. She sees how willing you are to help and she latches onto that. The love of her life just showed up out of the blue and now everything feels so much easier. The problems fade away as the hours pass when you're by her side.

Once you've started to help her she's already planning to get her claws in you and never let go. Deals and money exchanges hands all the time and if she gets her own a bit dirty who can prove it was really her and not Sheik? Lullaby is the type to not realise how far gone she is in her obsession with you until she's already planning on how others might need to die and realises “oh, this wasn't on my schedule yesterday.” and she snaps out of it for a moment and it hits her like a ton of bricks. She LOVES loves you. It hits her how much she can't stand to lose you. The light of her life is not even the gods could keep her from you now. As long as you're married your bond will be eternal but she can't help but want more to do with you. She lets Time in to help protect you and watch over you, and to keep you busy when she's not around- but she has to come first in the relationship. She can share but not when she wants you, only when she can't be there right now. She’ll let him in when she's not there and sees it as thanks for keeping you safe but Lullaby can't bear to see how close you are if you two haven't done something together yet. She can't stand to feel like second best.

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Artemis is a troublemaker. Not because she is by heart but because she wants a domestic life but she just cant afford it. She is wealthy enough, but her kingdom just suffered from a war. Your marriage was chosen just as much for political gain as it was her hope for a loving partner. She is a hopeless romantic and often vents to Link and Impa and has them weigh in on who they think would be a good choice. She is very picky and settles on you after a few tests and invites you over only to realise you have such a good heart. You don't act like those other nobles and you care a lot for the people. Is it meant to try and test you by setting up scenarios to fall into your hands? Even as she does so she watches from the corner as a spy does it for her and she just prays seeing you prove yourself time and time again.

Although Artemis wants the picture perfect life nothing in her Hyrule is picture perfect right now. No matter how hard she works there is always something else that needs to be done. TWhen she meets you she's caught off guard. It all seems too soon for the perfect person ever to walk in while she's still trying to recover. She built up her walls so much that when she meets you and you're perfect she realises she's now a major red flag. More so as she starts to plan on how to trap you into marrying her. Suddenly she's nervous and wiping sweat off of her hands and trying so hard to act casual but she cant be after seeing how your eyes look and you're so gorgeous, is it too soon to take a bite out of you? Handling her is handling seven different bombs that are all going to go off at different times and cause six different sized explosions. A lot of fun for people who enjoy that type of chaos but unfortunately she makes peace with the fact that you two will never have a picture perfect relationship on the inside. She craves you too badly to play nice.

Warrior is just as bad as Artemis is sometimes. He has seen far too much war to feel ok and the thoughts and feelings of everything he saw and went through weigh heavy on him. He needs comfort and finds so much of it in you. When on his late night walks he finds himself at your door. Having walked to you without even realising it. Artemis is jealous of him at first but she softens as soon as she sees the way he relaxes around you. She can't be mad at him; she just can't stand to see the two of you alone. As long as she's there to comfort him as well she doesn't mind, although Link would like some alone time he can't push her on this. The two of them both want you but can't stand to let the other just have you without a fight, and neither of them are up for anymore fighting.

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Ok that's all the ones I have for now, I wish I could have written more because there so many small details that I think would really shine in a long form writing or a one shot but I don't have the time for that my lunch break is almost over... I loved this so much I hope it makes sense. I focused more on how the dynamic plays between the two rather than them both sharing you, but that's because I think its so much more interesting! I would love to write more about this soon

[aphroditelovesu]

hcs of artemis and athena liking the same s/o? :D a very random pairing but their my two favorite gods so I thought it would be interesting lol - 🌓 anon

❝ 🏹— lady l: done, anon! It's a very random pair, in this case a very random polyamorous relationship but I really enjoyed writing this, I had fun imagining them fighting over the same darling. I hope you like it and I'm sorry for any mistakes! ❤️

❝tw: obsessive and possessive behavior, jealousy, manipulation, dub-con ('cause it is yandere content), overprotection, mention of murder and polyamorous relationship.

❝🦉pairing: yandere!artemis/yandere!athena x gender neutral!reader

This could only happen if both goddesses had the same reason or at least motives and once the other realized the other's obsession with you it would complicate things a lot. Artemis is not as possessive as Athena but she still doesn't like the idea of sharing her darling with anyone. Athena is very possessive and very unlikely to agree to share you, but it's not impossible. They want you and they will have you, whether that's what you want or not, they don't care.

Artemis would be the first to set eyes on you, she's had her eye on you since she saw you in one of the forests that belonged to her. At first she watched you to make sure you didn't do anything evil to her animals, but her gaze softened when she realized that you didn't have any hidden bad intentions, quite the contrary, she smiled softly when she watched you petting a little deer that approached you. As she stared at you, the goddess's mind filled with disturbing thoughts of keeping you with her. Artemis didn't know what to think or do as her mind filled with such sickening thoughts.

Athena took an interest in you not long after your half-sister did. You found yourself attracting the attention of the goddess of wisdom after being one of her chief priestesses/priests, although you had not sworn to her, during a silly and small festival, you were her priestess/priest, and after saying the right words perfectly, the goddess found herself marveling at this mortal. From that day on, Athena found herself constantly chasing you, which makes you grow paranoid, even if there was never anything after you. The goddess found herself increasingly obsessed with you, she became a constant figure in your life, unbeknownst to you, she began to appear in places you frequent disguised as an ordinary mortal woman. You just couldn't get out of her head no matter what she did.

Once they noticed each other's interest in you, the fights would start. Athena is rational and doesn't usually fight physically, she prefers to destroy her opponents and enemies with words and tricks while Artemis is not afraid to fight physically for something. It would be Artemis who would question the other goddess about you, irritated by her feelings for you, and Athena would only retaliate with short and determined words. They clearly weren't going to compromise nor were they willing to give up on you, so they were both going to settle this the old-fashioned way: they were going to see who won you over first.

Artemis would try to win you over through tours of her reserves, words of comfort and she would love to teach you how to use a bow and arrow. She would be the most fun type, she wants you to have more fun with her than anyone else. Hunting with you is her favorite activity as it shows how close you are to each other, as you share the same activity and hunting is a sacred act to Artemis and there are few that she allows to hunt alongside her without being one of her hunters. She would love to take you to whatever corners of her woods you desire, the ones that no one but her is allowed to be. She would be bold and confident as ever in her approach to you, she would only become even more so as you reciprocated your feelings for the goddess of the hunt. Artemis would smile triumphantly as she watches you fall asleep in her arms. You are hers and she will always remind you of that.

Athena is an extremely proud goddess and that's why I don't see her giving up or accepting the idea of losing to anyone, even a goddess. She would be the most rational one in the situation, or she tries to be at least, Athena would discover all yours secrets and yours darkest desires in order to get even closer to you. She would smile and say words of encouragement to you whenever you felt physically and mentally drained, soft and gentle touches would be even more common and hugs even more so. She wants you to trust her, she wants you to trust her blindly and never question her about any decision she makes about her relationship. You should only trust her, others are not to be trusted, only I can keep you safe, she will be whispering these words in yours ear. Athena will feel nothing but the purest pride and satisfaction to have you trusting her and depending on her for anything. She loves to read and do any craft activity with you, it's one of the goddess's favorite moments with you. You owe her everything and she just wants you all to herself.

They will only come to an agreement to divide you after they cause too much chaos not only in your life but in the lives of the other gods, since they are always arguing about you. It will be Zeus who will likely have to step in and try to reach an agreement. He is very fond of both daughters, but everyone knows that Athena is his favorite, so I imagine he chooses her to be with you, making Artemis furious about it. The goddess of the hunt will argue that she was the one who saw you first and therefore has the most claim to you, which will cause even more arguments among the gods. They will agree to share you after both of them are threatened by Zeus and Hera, with the promise that if they don't agree you will be the one to suffer the consequences and, worried about their darling, they reluctantly accept this agreement.

The three of you's relationship turns out much better than expected, they ended up understanding each other for you and only focused on what you wanted and the selfish desires of each of the goddesses. They still had grudges against each other but tried their best not to let those feelings show so will not bother you even more with this situation. Each one of them has a specific time with you, during the day you belong only to Athena and during the night to Artemis, respecting the limits of the agreement proposed by Zeus and enjoying the time with you without caring about anything else. Athena spends the day by your side, she loves doing anything that isn't out of her comfort zone with you, reading and painting are her favorites, even more so if she has the opportunity to paint you in full or partial nudity. Artemis spends the night by your side, she likes to teach you how to fight and to take you hunting just the two of you in the silence of the night, she likes to know that you trust her and feel comfortable by her side, she loves to watch the moon with you lying in her arms. It's heaven as far as both goddesses are concerned.

The two goddesses will team up when a threat to you and them appears, they try to deal with it quickly and effectively, but if the threat is greater it can complicate things a bit. Artemis will not tolerate anyone coming between the two of you, or for that matter, the three of you. She will try to be quick to deal with the threat and, if it is something that is really dangerous, she will slaughter them with great pleasure. Athena will be more cruel, throwing them a curse that will end in their death by some hero or another cruel god. They will lean on when they are jealous or if you are in danger, all disputes for your attention and love will be put aside for your safety. Nothing and no one will hurt you as long as you are with them.

They'll learn to share you better over time, and who knows, when all the anger and resentment is let go, the three of you really do become a couple at once. Artemis is bold and determined in her relationship, her temper often getting the better of her many times. Athena is possessive and never forgets an offense done to her. They will eventually learn to share you the right way in time, they must do it for their own sanity and once they do, peace between the three of you will settle. You wouldn't have to worry anymore that they'll end up killing themselves because of you and they'll be even more attached to you than ever. Everything was fine and would be fine. All you have to do is allow yourself to be obsessively loved by the two goddesses and love them back. It's just that, it shouldn't be that complicated, right?

[l0v3s1ckm0th]

Hello! If you’re still doing Artemis fowl, how about a Yandere Artemis fowl with gn reader with cuddling hc? No worries if you don’t do Artemis anymore, have a good day! :)

A/N: oh my god, i'm so so sorry for not responding to this earlier, i wasn't even aware i had gotten this request! i still write for artemis, yes, i hope you enjoy this <3

warning/s: yandere behavior, envy, mentions of kidnapping, a hint of manipulation

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you lied in your bed, not able to sleep. you turned over to face the clock, 2:34 AM. god.. how long had you been stuck here?

Artemis was originally just a guy you met at school. he was cold, calculating, quiet, but never afraid to show how little he respected someone.

when you met him, you would've never thought he'd end up falling for you. it took weeks before he even started acting like he tolerated you. then the months went by, and you two were growing closer by the day. sadly, he snapped when he saw you interacting with Oliver, the boy who had a crush on you.

if only you had seen the look in his eyes before agreeing to go home with him. now you had been stuck at the Fowl Manor for.. what? three weeks?

Artemis respected your space and let you have time for yourself, but sometimes you'd still feel bothered by his stare as he sat on the edge of your bed.

..would it be so bad to give him a chance? after all this time, you were getting a bit desperate. you did like him before he abducted you, did you not?

you slowly got up and knocked on the door to Artemis' room. he had taken the liberty of making sure you could always reach him— and so he could always reach you.

Artemis opened the door, looking a bit groggy. "did you need something?" his voice was slightly raspy, telling you you woke him up just now.

"a-ah.. yes, uhm.." you took a deep breath. "could we cuddle? i can't sleep." you adverted your gaze, not wanting to watch his reaction.

a minute went by before he responded. "is that all? of course we can." he showed you that oh-so rare smile of his. he led you to his bed and lied you down. he wrapped his arms around your torso and held you with your face to his chest.

he rubbed comforting circles onto your back and occasionally kissed the top of your head. was it so bad to give in...? this felt nice, comforting even.

it didn't take all too long before you dozed off. as you slept, Artemis had to keep himself from giggling. the lower half of his face was pressed into the top of your head, hiding his giant grin. how long had he been waiting for this? months at least. you were starting to accept you were his, and you did it willingly.

he just loved you so much, how could he let you go? his grip around you tightened ever so slightly as he began to doze off as well. "goodnight, darling." he whispered, pressing one last kiss to your forehead.

[sleepingdiaryzzz]

yandere!young justice x magician and sorcerer!reader

BUUUUUUUUUT,the readed is a part of the team,however,shows no interest in them,and it just there because she kinda just has to,and no matter how much they try to get her attention,she never gives them any of it.

(I love your writing btw😼)

Yandere! Young Justice x magician! Reader

The Cave was quiet, as it always was at night, the hum of machines and distant murmurs of the world outside barely touching the stillness that clung to the mountain like a second skin. In this isolated hollow, surrounded by the cool stone walls, you could hear your own thoughts—the whisper of spells, the pulse of magic, the unspoken words you chose not to say.

You never had to explain yourself here, never had to wear the mask of pleasantries or pretend you cared about anything more than the mission. The others, they didn’t understand. They couldn’t, not really. You weren’t like them, never had been. You didn’t need the comfort of their companionship. You didn’t want their attention, their curiosity, or their pity.

And yet, they tried.

Conner was always watching. A silent presence, brooding and intense, always lingering in the background, his eyes following your every movement. He never asked questions—no, that wasn’t his style. Instead, he observed, the way a predator watches its prey, calculating, waiting. He never made an effort to speak, not in the way Wally did with his incessant jokes or M'gann with her quiet warmth. Conner was patient, cold, waiting for something to crack, for something to change.

His silence was a constant reminder. He didn’t need to speak; you could feel his presence, the weight of his gaze pressing down on you, always at the edge of your vision, always waiting.

It was unsettling, but you never let it show.

Wally was a different story altogether. His energy was like a crackling fire, unpredictable, always bouncing from one thing to the next. He couldn’t sit still, couldn’t leave you be. "Come on," he would say, leaning over your shoulder as you worked on a spell, his grin wide and carefree. "Show me something cool. You know you’ve got some crazy magic tricks up your sleeve."

His insistence was always accompanied by that grin of his, mischievous and bright, as though his charm could draw you out of your shell. But you never did. You never gave him the satisfaction of seeing you smile, never let him see you as more than just another teammate. It wasn’t his fault—he was just trying to make the team feel more like a family. But you didn’t care about family. You didn’t care about any of them.

“I’m busy,” you’d say, dismissing him with a flick of your hand, returning to your spell. And Wally, ever the optimist, would laugh and zip away, the sound of his footsteps echoing as he left you to your silence.

But it wasn’t enough for him, no. His persistence was a thing of legend. Sometimes you’d catch him watching you, his gaze fixed, a question burning in his eyes. "Why are you always like this?" he seemed to ask with every look. But he never voiced it. Instead, he’d turn away, hoping that somehow, eventually, you’d change your mind.

Then there was Robin. The dark and silent watcher. He knew how to stay in the shadows, how to be everywhere without being seen. His presence was like the night itself—always there, always watching, never truly gone. Robin was the most subtle of them all. He never asked outright; instead, he would drop little comments, observations that always felt like a puzzle, like he was trying to figure you out, piece by piece.

"You know, you could talk to us more," he’d say, casually leaning against the wall as he watched you work. His tone was light, almost playful, but you could sense the undercurrent of something more—something deeper. “We don’t bite, you know.”

You didn’t respond. Of course, you didn’t. The only response he got was the steady flick of your fingers over the spellbook, the quiet hum of magic filling the space between you. He didn’t try to get too close, not like Wally or M'gann, but his eyes never stopped tracking you, always measuring, always calculating. Robin was patient, the kind of person who knew that some things took time, that some people had walls that needed to be broken down slowly.

And you? You weren’t going to let him.

M'gann was the opposite. Her presence was always warm, soft, inviting. She would sit beside you, her legs tucked under her, her eyes wide with curiosity. "You know," she would say with that gentle voice of hers, "I could help you with your spells. I can be a good study partner, if you ever need one."

Her kindness wasn’t forced, never had been. It was natural for her, as natural as breathing. She wasn’t like the others who were driven by some sense of duty or curiosity. No, M'gann’s attention was genuine, a quiet offer of companionship. She was the one who tried to reach you without asking, without expecting anything in return.

But you didn’t need help. You didn’t need her to reach you. And so, you’d quietly decline, giving her nothing more than a polite smile before returning to the words in your book, the pages filled with symbols that had no need for her warmth.

And then there was Artemis. The sharp, straightforward one. She didn’t waste time on subtlety. Her approach was always direct, blunt, like a sharp blade that never hesitated. "You don’t have to be so closed off, you know," she’d say, her voice a mix of irritation and something else. It was hard to tell with Artemis—her eyes were always guarded, her emotions always hidden behind a wall of indifference. "We’re all in this together."

She had a point, of course. But you didn’t care. You didn’t care about being “in it together.” You had your own path to follow, and they weren’t a part of it. You didn’t need to explain that to her, or to anyone. So, you’d give her a nod, a brief acknowledgment that wasn’t really an acknowledgment, and move on with your work.

Kaldur was the calm one, the quiet one. His respect for you was obvious, but it never crossed the line into anything more. He would offer you a nod as he passed, his gaze soft, his presence steady like the water he controlled. He didn’t push you the way the others did. He didn’t try to break down your walls. He simply respected them, kept his distance, and allowed you to be as you were.

But even Kaldur had moments when his gaze would linger on you, just a second too long, like he was waiting for you to finally open up, to let him see more than the cold silence you kept locked behind your eyes.

It wasn’t much, but it was enough. Enough for you to feel the weight of their gaze, the quiet pressure of their attention. They thought they understood you. They thought that if they just tried enough, kept reaching out, eventually, you’d let them in.

But you wouldn’t.

In the midst of their attempts, you kept your distance, always lost in the pages of your spells, your incantations, the quiet hum of power that thrummed beneath your fingertips. They were drawn to you, like moths to a flame, their fascination burning just beneath the surface of their words, their glances, their actions.

But you would remain untouched. You would keep your secrets locked away, your magic a barrier between you and the world they wanted to draw you into.

They didn’t understand it, not really. They couldn’t. You were not like them. You didn’t need what they offered. You didn’t need to be a part of their team, their family, their world. You were the silent watcher, the one who kept their distance while they reached out, always hoping that something would change.

But it wouldn’t.

You weren’t there for them. You were there because you had a purpose, one that had nothing to do with them, nothing to do with the team, and nothing to do with any of their quiet, unspoken obsessions. You would remain distant, and they would keep trying, never understanding why you remained so cold, so unreachable.

And that, for now, was enough.

(A/n: thank you kind fellow fur🤭😽)

[kupidachillea]

so I’ve been trying to work on a design for the reader (aka you guys) for my Olympians x You series . I want to try and make the body look as androgynous as possible so everyone can be included so more gender neutral ig or something. But I also want to try and ‘hide the face’ too so you guys can try and picture yourself in it more.

I’m only really doing this because I need a solid design for the clothing because I imagine the Olympians would doll you up and dress you in the finest of jewels and silks. So this is what I got so far. I sort of like the idea of a veil.

[yandere-daydreams]

Title: Illuminated.

Pairing: Yandere!Apollo x Reader (Greek Mythology).

Word Count: 1.0k.

TW: Stalking, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, No Specified Gender For The Reader But They Are A Hunter Of Artemis, and Implied Kidnapping.

[Commissioned Piece. Donate To Palestinians In Gaza Here.]

“You, my love, are the poet’s demise.”

You stiffened at the sound of his melodic voice, shrinking into yourself before thinking better of taking on such a mouse-like posture and straightening. Still, you failed to stop yourself from crossing your arms over your chest, pulling your knees up and hoping beyond hope that the silvery water would be enough to hide your form from his unfaltering stare. You thought it’d be safer to bathe at night, apart from your sisters, when the softened moonlight protected you from his burning gaze, but you’d been naïve to think that any hour could be late enough to spare you haven. During the day, you lived under the burning gaze of his blazing chariot, busied yourself with shooting down hawks and ravens carrying gifts in their beaks, and at night, he had no burdens to keep him from closing the distance between you using less... ancillary methods.

“I’m afraid you must be mistaken, my lord.” You forced yourself to laugh, glancing over your shoulder. Sure enough, Apollo stood on the river’s opposing bank, his tanned skin nearly radiant in the darkness. If the sight of him hadn’t brought you such dread, you might’ve thought him beautiful. “As of late, my aim’s been so poor that I can hardly call myself a stag’s demise, let alone a man’s.”

You were quick to look away from him, but you could still hear his gentle hum, picture the way his lips would lilt upward as he shook his head. “I’m afraid it’s deathly true,” he went on, taking a step forward. The water rushed to part as he stepped where it had once been, and in turn, you scrambled for the robes you’d left on the shore, barely managing to pull the ashen cloth around yourself before Apollo came to stand in front of you, his light quickly doing away with what little protection the shadows offered. It was only after you were haphazardly dressed that you considered it might be considered an affront to hide any part of yourself from divinity, but the worry was quickly forgotten. It was only natural to want to create yet another barrier between you and him. Even insects knew to run from their betters. “For even the most talented bard would struggle beyond words to describe your beauty. They could be chained to their desk for an eternity, study under the Muses’ own tutelage, and still be unable to write a single line.”

He held out a hand to you, but you pretended not to realize he meant for you to take it. “You’re far too kind. If you have a message for Lady Artemis, there’s no need to bribe me with such—”

“My love,” he cut in, his smile unwavering. “If I had any desire to speak to my sister, your help would not be necessary.”

“A prophecy concerning our next hunt, then? If there’s something we mustn’t do, I ought to get the Huntmaster, she’ll—”

“My love.” You felt your throat tighten, your mouth go dry. “Although your voice is sweeter than honey and lovelier than birdsong, I’ll admit – I do find myself rather irritated when it’s used to employ such thinly veiled excuses. Any more, and I might think it better to encase your tongue in gold. At least, then, I might have something charming to admire while you lie to me.” His fingers grazed over your jaw as he moved to cup your cheek. It was not a gesture you had the luxury of ignoring. “You know why I have come here.”

Oh, how you wished you’d gone with your sisters.

“I… I can’t, my lord.” Unlike his, your voice was perfectly capable of trembling, of shaking, of plummeting into the sort of jarring, unsteady downward inflections that would’ve been the death of any proper storyteller. “My vows are to Lady Artemis, and—” It was your turn to smile, now, to lilt your head to the side apologetically. “—she’d never forgive me if I broke them. Especially with you.”

For the first time, his good humor seemed to ebb, giving way to not anger, but a melancholy sort of disappointment. “I suppose you’re right,” he relented, his golden glow dimming ever so slightly. Suddenly, it did not hurt quite so unbearably to look at him. “It’s a terrible thing. Me and my sister never did learn to share.”

Relief nearly managed to overshadow your revulsion. “I really am sorry. My desire is not to insult you, but—”

This time, when he interrupted you, it was not with a teasing remark, a nectar-dipped pet name, the vague implication of an affection he expected you to return. Rather, there was a sudden brightness in his golden eyes, a sharpened point to his smile, and then, his lips were pressed into yours. The kiss was shallow, but lingering, and when you tried to draw back, the hand on your cheek kept you firmly in place – his hold not crushing, but steadfast, resolute. His unoccupied arm wrapped around your waist, his hand finding its place at the small of your back as he sapped the last of the breath from your lungs. It was only when your palms pressed into his chest, your blunt nails burrowing into his bare skin in a silent plea for air, that he pulled back. Panting and flushed, you made a desperate effort to pull away, to escape back to your encampment, back to your sisters, back to your goddess, but he only cooed, his bowstring calloused fingertips fanning over your cheek.

“Such a terrible thing,” he muttered, and you considered, briefly, that you might’ve been the first mortal to realize just how wretched his voice truly was.

“How fortunate it is, then, that you’ve caught the attention of such a selfish admirer.”

[idontknowwhatimdoinglol]

Yandere Olympus x hurt reader (headcanons)

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you were practically the baby of Olympus, being the youngest child of Zeus and Hera you were always being protected by one of your older siblings or other family. it is rare that you are out of their view.

so it was quite a surprise when their precious baby god/goddess was carried up by Hermes with a broken arm after they were left alone for a few hours in the mortal realm.

nearly instantly your family was at your side, making sure you were ok and asking what happened. when you explain that you had spooked the horse of a mortal and it knocked you down breaking your arm just by the way you fell they were furious, not with you or the horse but for that mortal for not controlling their horse, accident or not they would pay for hurting their precious baby.

as you sat in your bedroom with your mother and Apollo having your arm healed your father sent Ares to have a field day with the person who was responsible for your injury.

even after your arm is healed you are forced to stay in bed for weeks, your mother and father visiting you and your siblings entertaining you. when you're finally let out of bed you're practically guarded by all of your siblings, you thought that they never left you alone before but now they go as far as sleeping in your room to make sure that you stay safe.

and you can kiss ever leaving Olympus again goodbye, if you're let out of your room you will be near someone in your family at all times they won't risk you being hurt again.

if anyone tries to go near you who isn't another god, even if it's just a servant on Olympus they will either be hurt or killed depending on who sees them.

out of your sibling's Hermes, Dionysus, and Artemis will be the most lenient and not apply as many rules to you, wanting to keep you happy along with healthy.

ares and Apollo along with your parents will not in the slightest be lenient, if anything they made the rules so they would never break them.

in the end, you will be constantly protected and no matter how many centuries go by you will always be their baby and no one will change that.

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