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He's into YOU || Sano Manjiro x Reader || SMUT || YANDERE || 18+

003: Tainted Reunion

You wake up feeling light-headed, the pounding in your head making it difficult to focus. Slowly sitting up, you rub your temples in an attempt to clear the fog. But as your vision sharpens, you notice something alarming—there are different tiles beneath you, and scattered mugs litter the floor.

Your heart races as you realize, This is NOT my room.

Your eyes frantically scan your surroundings, taking in the plain black wallpaper, a small cabinet with two picture frames lying face down, and a modern black-and-white bed. The room has two doors—one likely leading to a bathroom, the other possibly an exit.

Panic rises as you attempt to stand, only to feel resistance around your ankles. Looking down, your eyes widen in horror—your feet are chained.

"What the fuck... why am I chained?" you mutter under your breath, fear starting to grip you.

The sudden sound of a door creaking open sends chills down your spine. Despite this not being your first time in a kidnapping situation, something about this feels off—there's a deep, unsettling dread gnawing at you, warning you that escape may not even be possible.

"Oh, the princess is awake."

That voice—it's unmistakable. A chill crawls down your spine as you look up, locking eyes with someone you never expected to see again. "Rindou?"

He lets out a sarcastic laugh, stepping closer, his hand roughly gripping your chin and forcing your face up to meet his. "I'm glad you still remember me, hime-sama."

Hime-sama? Confusion clouds your thoughts. "Wh-what? I... I don't even know you," you stammer, trying to deflect.

Rindou's grip tightens painfully, his dark eyes glaring into yours. There's a dangerous aura surrounding him, and you can sense the darkness that's consumed him since Izana's death. You knew about the drugs, the addiction—but seeing him like this, broken and twisted, stirs a strange pity in you.

"Don't play dumb. I heard you call my name, hime-sama." His voice is low, threatening.

"I... I'm sorry. I really don't know who you are." You lie, your voice trembling as you try to keep the panic at bay.

Rindou scoffs at your response, his gaze flickering away from you as he leans back onto the bed, still watching you. "Do you really think I wouldn't recognize you, Y/N?"

Your heart sinks as his smirk deepens. He grabs your chin again, pulling you closer. "Mikey will be pleased to see you. Make sure to take care of him, okay?"

A wave of terror crashes over you. Your entire body trembles uncontrollably. It's been five years since you last saw him—Mikey. You're not ready for this. Not for him. And you're certain he's going to kill you.

Rindou gets up, reaching into his pocket. He pulls out a small bottle—a vial of something, the kind hospitals use before administering injections. You watch in horror as he moves toward a drawer, pulling out a syringe.

Your worst fears are confirmed as he turns back toward you, showing you the bottle's label—Bremelanotide.

"N-No... Rindou, please..." you beg, shaking your head frantically as you try to scramble backward. But Rindou quickly grabs your ankle, yanking you toward him. He roughly hikes up your dress and plunges the needle into your thigh.

"Ahhhhh!" you scream, pain shooting through your leg. While you're reeling, Rindou forces you to swallow three pills, ignoring your gasps for breath.

"Sorry, Y/N, but Mikey's in a real bad mood right now. He can't deal with your attitude, or he'll kill you," Rindou says with mock sympathy. "This is the only way to make sure you both enjoy yourselves. Trust me, you'll thank me later." He laughs, stepping back to remove the chains from your ankles.

You try to stand, but your legs wobble. A violent headache crashes over you, followed by a wave of nausea. Desperate, you crawl toward the bathroom, your stomach churning. You barely make it to the toilet before you start gagging, but Rindou's voice cuts through your agony.

"Don't fucking throw up. Swallow that shit."

You ignore him, retching into the toilet. His footsteps approach, and you feel the fury radiating off him as he roughly grabs your hair, forcing you to face him.

"I said, don't fucking throw it up!" His eyes blaze with anger as he wipes the spit from his face. He grabs your throat, choking you, his fingers digging into your neck. "Mikey will be here in an hour, so you better fucking swallow it."

You gasp for air as he forces two more pills into your mouth, his hand covering your lips to ensure you swallow. There's no escaping it now.

When Rindou finally leaves the room, the effects of the medicine hit you full force. You collapse onto the bed, your body trembling uncontrollably as your hands involuntarily slide down to your core, trying to relieve the unbearable heat building inside you.

"Fuck... fuck..." you cry out as you climax for the fifth time, but the pleasure isn't enough. Your body craves more, something stronger, something only a man could provide. You're losing your mind as the hours pass, the drug's effects amplifying your need.

"I... I need to fight this..." you tell yourself, stumbling into the bathroom. You desperately try to focus on anything other than the overwhelming lust coursing through your veins. Your mind drifts to memories of your old friends—Baji, Sanzu, Mikey, Emma, Senju. You picture their faces, their voices, willing the memories to distract you.

Tears spill down your cheeks as you think back to those innocent days.

"You were Mikey's sun. Promise me you won't leave him, okay?"—Shin

"It's not even my fault... why does my older brother always side with Senju?"—Sanzu

"I didn't mean to lie about Mikey's toy... it was an accident... what should I do, Y/N? I'm scared..."—Senju

"Promise me that you won't leave me, Y/N, okay?"—Mikey

After thirty minutes in the bathroom, you feel slightly more in control. You step out, searching for clothes. Opening the closet, you see rows of black shirts. Does he only wear black? you think, pulling out a shirt and boxers. To your surprise, they fit perfectly.

Quietly, you make your way to the door. It's not locked, you realize, gasping at your sudden stroke of luck. But as you open it, hope drains from you. Mikey is standing right there.

His cold, dark eyes lock onto yours. Slowly, he steps forward. You retreat in fear until you trip and fall to the floor.

Without a word, Mikey pulls out a gun, aiming it at your face.

"Y/N," he says, his voice chillingly calm, "didn't I tell you I'd kill you if you ever showed yourself to me again?"

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[inevitably-johnlocked]

Hi! I'm craving some cozy autumn vibes johnlock fics to read in the cold season. Do you have some recs? Lots of love <3

Hi Lovely!!

Oh what a fun list idea!! I can't believe I've never thought of doing one given that Autumn is my fave season! I know more fics than what I picked here for you take place in the Fall, but I've only included ones with the season in the tag. If anyone has more fics, PLEASE add them and give me a hand :)

Hope you enjoy these fics!!

AUTUMN / FALL FICS

See also:

Hot and Cold Fics (June 2022)

Halloween and Ghosts (updated Oct 31/21)

Halloween Fics 2023 (MFLs)

BOOKMARKS

And as the seasons change, I love you more by Teatrolley (NR, 3,219 w., 1 Ch. || Fluff and Angst, Est. Rel., Marriage / Proposal) – A year in the lives of John and Sherlock, essentially.

In the Bleak Midwinter (A Canticle for Advent) by CaitlinFairchild (M, 3,476 w., 1 Ch. || Angst, Injury, Missing Scenes, HLV Timeline) – In the autumn of 2014, Mary Watson shot Sherlock Holmes. This is what happened after.

Let me be the wallpaper that papers up your room by Teatrolley (NR, 3,966 w., 1 Ch. || Est. Rel., Two Idiots in Love, Fluff, Domestics) – Four seasons in the life of Sherlock and John, really.

Pater Noster by SilentAuror (E, 34,256 w., 2 Ch. || Case Fic, HLV/S3 Fix It Fic, Family Trauma, Sherlock POV, Villain Mary) – During the autumn that John is staying at Baker Street again after Sherlock was shot, he ruminates over the similarity between Sherlock's shot and the one that killed his father when he was fifteen. Cold case meets series 3 fix-it. Part I takes place entirely within His Last Vow, Part II takes place starting at the end of HLV and continues after.

Act IV by SilentAuror (E, 39,707 w., 1 Ch. || HLV Fix-It, First Person POV Sherlock, Infidelity, Angst, Drama) – After Sherlock is shot, John moves back into Baker Street. They spend the autumn together as John tries to make sense of his life and make some important decisions about both Mary and Sherlock. Canon-compliant, excerpts from His Last Vow.

MARKED FOR LATER

Into the Gloaming by Vulpesmellifera (M, 8,385 w., 4 Ch. || Heavy Angst, Child Death, Grief / Mourning, Mentions of Cancer, Corvids, Fever Dreams, Hopeful Ending) – She lays the sage bundle down in one of his seashells, avoiding the label. How he loved cataloging natural items. That sharp mind of his so naturally tended to the sciences, and she’d taken great joy in encouraging him all his life. All the first thirteen years of it. The last year has been entirely different. His hand lies just outside the white comforter. When she touches it, the chill of his skin sends a shiver down her spine. His lips move, his voice as soft as dead, dry leaves. “What’s that, love?” she says. “In the trees,” he says, his eyes still closed. “Is it John there in the trees? I think he’s waiting for me.” Viola turns her gaze out the window and to the closest tree, a resplendent cherry in the throes of autumn. In the branches there, for just a second, she thinks she sees it: a black bird, feathers gleaming in the sun.

A Thousand Kisses Deep by Susan (E, 12,689 w., 1 Ch. || PODFIC AVAILABLE || Time Travel, Longing, Angst, Post S1, Time Travel Fix It) – “Come here,” Sherlock said and when he did, he put his arm across John’s shoulder, and pulled him close. John let him, and after a moment, rested his head against Sherlock’s chest. Sherlock felt the familiar ache, a longing for what might have been. If only he’d been braver, more sure of John’s feelings. He dropped his arms and stepped back. It was too late. Things were as they were meant to be. But it was autumn in Sussex, and everything was changing. If you were given a chance to go back to the beginning and make things right, would you take it?

Hot Water Bottle by khorazir (T, 18,436 w., 1 Ch. || Post TLD / TFP Doesn’t Exist, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Misunderstandings, Communication, Demisexual Sherlock, Bisexual John, Autumn, Bed Sharing, Developing Relationship, First Kiss) – A case in one of the remotest corners of the Lake District, a storm, an inn, a broken boiler, a room with two beds but only one hot water bottle, and two men who have a lot to sort out between them – all of this makes for a night to remember.

Johnloctober by prettysailorsoldier (E, 169,945 w., 31 Ch. || Assorted AU’s || Alternate First Meetings, Blow Jobs, Hand Jobs, 30 Day OTP Challenge, Prompts, Halloween / Autumn, Assorted Tags) – 31 days of autumnal Johnlock with prompts from all of you! There will be a bit of everything, but you can check the tags for more specifics.For a summary of every chapter, as well as individual tags, click here.

Enigma by khorazir (M, 289,667 w., 23 Ch. || Codebreaker / WWII / Imitation Game-Inspired AU || Case Fic, Espionage, Period-Typical Homophobia / Sexism, Pining Sherlock, Inexperienced / VirginSherlock, Implied / Referenced Drug Use, Non-Graphic Violence) – It’s the autumn of 1941, war is raging in Europe, German U-boats are raiding Allied convoys in the Atlantic, the Luftwaffe is bombing English cities, and the cryptographers at Bletchley Park are working feverishly to decode their enemies' encrypted communications. One should consider this challenge and distraction enough for capricious codebreaker Sherlock Holmes. But the true enigmas are yet waiting to be deciphered: an unbreakable code, a strange murder, and the arrival of Surgeon Captain John H. Watson of the Royal Navy.