#spirit fnf x reader

[zv5x]

Hey thereeee- could I request some spirit, garcello, and whoever else you want safe word head canons? -🌺

Got it, Anon! Hope you enjoy, and feel free to request more in the future, requests are always open! Stay safe, !!! ♡☆

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ღೃ* Spirit

Now, as well all know, Spirit has a very high stamina. He can be really rough and can really fuck you silly, so that's a reason for needing to take a break right there

Spirit definitely wouldn't understand what you're talking about if you bring it up like "this is my safe word lol", considering that's a human thing and he's shit at knowing human things unless it's like... algebra, but if you tell him something along the lines of "if I say (s/w) stop immediately" he'd be definitely cool with it

He wants you to be safe, and he knows how delicate humans can be, especially compaired to demons, so he wants to know if he's hurting you too bad or if you can't handle what he's doing so he can help you accordingly

If you ever say your safe word during sex he'll be off you within a millisecond, pulling you into his lap and checking to see if you're physically okay before continuing, since he wants to make sure you didn't pull out the safe word cause he scratched or bit you too hard or something like that

Spirit will be totally soft with you after that, touching you extremely gently as to not cause you any more stress, and just lay you down under the covers and pull you up against his chest so he can snuggle up against you and comfort you

If you wanna tell him what you want from him next time he'll be all ears, since he wants to make sure you're as comfortable and contempt as you possibly can be

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ღೃ* Garcello

Garcello is extremely gentle anyways, and let's you top most of the time but even if you wanted to set up a s/w just to make sure, he'd be totally fine with it. You gotta do things just to be on the safe side, after all

If you ever want to say your s/w when you're having sex with him then he'll definitely switch right into comfort mode, hugging you and telling you that it's okay while cradling you in his arms

If you ask him for it, he'll definitely get you a glass of water and a snack and he'll absolutely put on tv so you can ease your mind a little bit better, because seriously this man wants nothing more than the best for you

Plz let him know if he was being too rough with you or anything of the sort, he absolutely hates the idea of hurting you and would not want to make you upset especially while he's trying to be intimate with you , so whatever he's doing wrong just tell him and he'll make sure to absolutely never do it again

Garcello is just so soft and so sweet especially to his s/o and I just love him so much for that, all praise be to Garcello our beloved

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ღೃ* Pico

Pico can get pretty rough too, and he can get pretty sadistic at times as well, and he actually was the one to encourage you to have a safe word in place just in case you were getting too overwhelmed to continue

His biggest fear is hurting you. Like seriously, it would tear him apart to know he caused you any type of pain, so a safe word is definitely needed in his eyes. So he doesn't cause you to feel threatened or extremely uncomfortable

If you ever use it, Pico will, just like the others, get off you immediately, propping you up after setting up some pillows for you to lean on so you're comfortable. He'd be pretty nervous and shaky, thinking he hurt you, but he'd definitely prioritize you and your mental health. Asking you if you want any painkillers, a snack, anything you want Pico'll get for you without a shread of time wasted

If you feel comfortable letting Pico know why exactly you wanted to use the safe word, rest assured he'll be all ears, taking mental notes as to what he shouldn't do next time to make your experience as perfect as Pico can make it. Only the best for his precious s/o, after all

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

We’ve got human!Senpai fluff, but how about true form!senpai fluff?

Could I really make fluff out of a blood clot-

Yeah why not! ^^

........

It took time for Senpai to willingly stay in his spirit form around you. Though eventually he got used to it and started floating around the city with you.

He can phase through walls and floors, so he might spook you on a few occasions (ofc he always apologizes).

His afterimages feel like cold mist if you were to touch them.

Might possess you briefly if he thinks you're in danger. He's just a protective boi and only does so temporarily.

On that note he'll scare the daylights out of whoever tries hurting you.

Is always asking if you're comfortable being around him like this. His true personality is vastly different from his charming persona, which is something he worries about, too.

"Do I frighten you, dearest?"

"No, babe."

"...are you certain?"

"Oml Senpai if you don't stop I'll kiss you right now."

His true name is too confusing to pronounce, so you still call him Senpai (much to his happiness).

You may not be as approachable with a large spirit lingering behind you, so you'll sometimes carry him around in a jar or lantern.

It's not like confinement in the game, so he's okay to be in it for a little while, but you'll let him out if you see he's uncomfortable.

[viktorxsheep]

REQUESTS OPEN ;

If I have a 💕 I prefer to write them and I feel confident in writing with them, i will also probably complete your request much quicker!

[Rules?]

- no nsfw requests

- I wont do any s**ual a*use mentions OR s*lf h*rm

-i do emergency requests!!!

FRIDAY NIGHT FUNKIN

_senpai (💕)

_ruv

_spirit

BNHA

_bakugo

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_deku

POKEMON

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_Leon

_Raihan

HUNTER X HUNTER

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_machi

_pakunoda

_illumi

[fanfictionandshi]

Heya! So theres this FNF Skin mod on gamebanana, where instead of being a demon/spirit on thorns, hes a Robot.

So uh, mabye you can do a fic or headcannons of Senp.AI / Robot Senpai?

Sneak peak of new Fic coming up (thanks to Anon!)

Senp.AI x genderneutral!Reader!

Sneak peak!

TW: Blood, robots, murder, slight horror

He stared at computer screen in pure shock. No. No. It can't be!

My coworkers... they... I can't believe what these cameras are showing me! B... Blood. There's so much blood. What do I do... WHAT DO I TELL BOSS? THIS CAN'T BE HAPPENING-

The worker's thoughts were interrupted by a female computer voice.

Senp.AI has broken out of its cell. He is categorized as a level 4 danger level. Any surviving employees, run. run. RuN. RUn. RUUUUUNNNNN. The computer's voice glitches then stops.

"Ah well, I suppose there's NOWHERE for him to run, right dear computer?" Senp.AI, covered in blood, smiled at the terrified worker. "But I would love to see you try."

[fnf-amateur-writing]

FNF x Reader request rules!

Characters I will write for:

BF

GF

Hex

Ruvyzvat

Sarvente

Senpai

Skid & Pump (Platonic only!)

Spirit

Sunday

Pico

Updike

Whitty

What I do allow:

Angst from light to heavy

Poly relationships

Certain serious (but non-sexual) topics

Yandere

Parent character & Reader (No Skid & Pump please!)

What I won’t allow:

NSFW, including implied NSFW

Taboo relationships

Crack fics

Swap, gender-swap, or high school AUs (Never was a fan, tbh.)

Characters as siblings (Can’t write that stuff well!)

Other things to note:

The reader will be gender neutral and use they/them pronouns, unless if their gender is relevant to the story/headcanon.

I have school and don’t have a fixed schedule, so please don’t be upset if I suddenly stop posting or go on hiatuses!

No request is guaranteed to be granted.

The Anon List

[zv5x]

Sorry for spamming but… what if. What if s/o were to roll up to Sen/Spirit in some heelies and pin them against the wall. Like the one vine of the guy emerging from the dark in his heelies but with the kabedon.

Don't worry about spamming at all!! I actually like it when people put all their thoughts in my inbox, I really like talking to you guys!! But I actually love this prompt lmfao, I'm gonna have done fun with this one ...

Request status : open ! 💓

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Sen

Senpai would be definitely flustered to say the least

Honestly pinning Sen against the wall *period* would result him getting super flustered, but just rolling up to him and pinning against the wall then? A combo of shock and blushy-ness. Expect a "W-what are you doing, darling?" while he desperately tries to keep his cool-prince persona up and running

Bonus points if you pull him closer to you by his tie , he'd go wild

Afterwards he'd probably make a little joke about him being impressed by you being able to just casually roll up to him and push him against the wall with no physical awkwardness at all, like that just genuinely surprised him

Spirit

Okay, so, since you pushed him against the wall he's doing to be super flustered and shy, since Spirit is still very touch starved lol, but he just? Can't stop staring at your shoes?

???like, how did you do that, (y/n)?

Being a demon, he never really learned about things human use to mess around or have fun, specifically heelies, so he'd just be in awe

He'd probably ask you how you can roll around without problems while your arms are trapping him by resting on the wall at the sides of his head, trying not to laugh at how redder his face is than it usually is (While his skin is red itself, you've known him so long that you can tell a blushing shade from a regular shade)

You'd probably have to sit him down and explain to him as calmly as you can as to not excite him too much, that you have tiny wheels on the bottoms of your shoes right now. Spirit has very little knowledge of human inventions having lived in hell for basically all his life, so it'll be cute watching him literally gasp in awe as you explain it to him

[zv5x]

Ive been wondering abt y/n successfully managing to escape yan!Spirit-

Wether it should be headcanons or a fic is up to you!

~🌸

Okay, so I may have went way too far with this when it came to the angst lmao. I forgive you all in advance for all the tears that were spilled

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Your hands shook, your entire body felt stiff and tightened. But still, your hands brushed dust off that long forgotten console like it was of no importance. You were shocked Spirit still had the thing, considering it was the source of all his problems and trauma. You looked at it, a shaky forced breath the only current sound in the room besides the steadily running air conditioner. Did the console even still work? You'd find out today.

It was awful, what you were planning on doing. But it was your only chance. You couldn't get away from him any other way. Priests did nothing but get laughed at, holy water and salt and other recommendations didn't do a single thing to phase him, only anger him that you would dare use such pitiful and desperate methods to drive him away. But this time would be different. You'd have your precious freedom...in exchange for his own.

You plugged the console into the television, and to your shock and joy, it still worked. Your happiness only increased as you put in that all too familiar CD - The Hating Simulator. It still worked, extremely well, in fact. As the screen lit up with that familiar theme music, your hand rushed to turn it down to it's minimum level. You couldn't risk him hearing this. He would absolutely lose it.

You stood up, and took a step back. Was this really what you wanted? Was Spirit really too far gone?

...that second question did it for you. You had to do this. For you, for your loved ones, and maybe even for him if you wanna reach hard enough. This was what was best. You repeated those 5 simple words in your head over and over again, desperate to convince yourself they were true.

In all, unfiltered honesty, you had no idea how this thing worked. You were betting your entire life on this being some rigged and overpowered magical console that sucks anyone inside as soon as someone gives the order. You weren't a demon or a person with power like the one who originally trapped Spirit inside, so in the back of your mind you held the fear that this was all just in vain. However, like you said before, you had to try something. Anything. You couldn't live like this anymore.

You sucked in air through your teeth. Though it was nothing more than oxygen, it tasted bitter to you. How strange. Your legs began to shake as you looked at the title screen, almost feeling the desire to wave to Senpai, the character smiling happily and holding his signature pink microphone. He wouldn't be alone for much longer now, and that was the only thought that carried your fearful body down the stairs to go meet your target.

He was asleep on the couch, curled up into a little ball. You felt sick to your stomach. Yet still, you approached him. He seemed so peaceful and happy, he was purring as well, like he usually was while he slept. You wanted to reach out to him and gently shake him by one of his horns like how you usually woke him up, but you were hesitating. How...could you? Was this really what Spirit deserved?

You pinched your wrist, demanding to yourself that you stop asking questions like that before you regret your plan completely and give up on your only chance of freedom. This was all Spirit's fault. If he wouldn't have alienated you, and even go as far as to brutally eliminate your loved ones, this wouldn't be happening. You hated him. The only person related to Spirit as an entity that you felt bad for was Senpai for having to deal with him once more.

But Senpai was no more than machine, you were sure he wouldn't mind.

You shook your head, and then shook Spirit awake. His eyes fluttered open cutely, and he yawned. It took him a few seconds to adjust to being awake once more but when he did so, his eyes widened with joy, jumping up into an upright sitting position and wrapping his arms around you. His tail swayed happily as he told you just how much he missed you, about how delighted he was to see you again. It's been less than an hour, the sicko. Still, you smiled and sat through his delusional ramblings, your throat dry to the point of almost burning as you told him you needed to show him something upstairs.

His smile faltered, and he tilted his head.

"Oh? Well, if you must." Spirit hummed as you picked him up of the couch almost instantly after he finished speaking, desperate to just get this over with. The walk to your room felt like it took years rather than around a minute. Maybe it was because of the heaviness of Spirit's more humanized form, or maybe it was because of the dreadful experience that awaited the both of you. You kept the door to your room open. You didn't want any problems since you planned on carrying him from the start.

You stepped foot into your bedroom, and Spirits head almost immediately turned into the direction of the glowing television. You felt him tense after a few seconds. He stayed silent as he squirmed in your grip, looking back at you with a look of confusion and worry. He still trusted you, you could tell, or else he would have teleported away, but he still trusted being in your arms. You wouldn't wait to find out how long that trust would last.

"I'm sorry, Spirit."

You squeezed Spirit's body one last time, as the cloudiness of your mind and the tears in your eyes took over your senses. You didn't wait to hear a response.

It took you a few seconds, but you eventually got it together. You apparently fell to the floor some time before or after the event taking place, and you looked up to see the menu screen of the Hating Simulator completely gone, leaving you to wonder if Spirit actually got away. Your heavy breathing quickly turned to panicked hyperventilating as you waited for any sign of Spirit around you, until you saw him.

Just now appearing on the black screen, that ghastly sprite of a tortured soul appearing before you once more. Just like old times.

"(Y/N), plea-!"

His sprite began to glitch. Was he in pain? Was he dying? Your knees dragged themselves as close as they could be to the console, and you reached for a power cord.

"No, please not again (Y/N), I'm sorry!" He was hyperventilating too now, his words mixing in with his panicked breaths as he begged you to reconsider, to give him just one more chance at being with you in the real world. He was on the verge of screaming, pixels making sounds that replicated what would be him banging on the screen. His sprite glitched violently, sometimes disappearing for seconds at a time, but he still kept on begging.

"Please (Y/N), I'll be good, just don't leave me, I'll be good I swear! Don't leave me here!" Spirit cried on, but you didn't listen. You couldn't. It was too late for apologies and promises he would probably break by the hour. He wouldn't "be good", because he couldn't be.

He saw you reaching for the cord, his panic only increased.

"(Y/N) PLEASE, I CAN'T DO THIS AGAIN PLEASE, I LOV-"

You pulled the power cord on the console without a second thought. Disturbingly enough, there wasn't any dramatic, drawn out glitch sound effect to replace his voice, no villain monologuing, no creepy screen effects. Nothing. Just silence. You took a deep breath, looking at the console which now holds the entity that took your entire life away. A life which you finally took back.

Tears of joy flowed down your face as the fact that you're finally free from Spirit's vice grip finally set in. Those flowing tears turned to sobs, as you placed your hands on the still-warm console and thanked whatever star in the sky made that compulsive move you pulled actually work.

Your legs slowly worked again, and you let yourself stand up, picking up the console and placing it down in the corner of your backroom. Let him collect all the dust the atmosphere had to offer for what he's done.

The first thing you let yourself do, is go outside. You wondered if your close friend was still in her house near the center plaza. You had no idea how long it's been, they could have moved by now, but it was worth a shot.

Even with the feeling of sickness and guilt you felt for placing Spirit back, everything around you still felt as happy and free as it did when you first let him go all that time before. The air felt the same clearness it always did, the people around you were still walking around happily like nothing had happened that was of any consern. Before, their lives went on without you, but now, their and your lives would go on without Spirit. It was quiet the bittersweet feeling. One soul freed in exchange for another being imprisoned once more. An eye for an eye, you supposed.

Was it even the exact same season as when you last went outside? That would be quite the strange coincidence, wouldn't it? You waved hi to a few people on the way to where you last knew of your friend living, some citizens even recognized you and questioned where you have been recently.

"It's like you just vanished off the face of the Earth!"

You told them that you wish that was an option, everyone deserves a break now and again.

"What, did someone have you held hostage?"

All you could do was laugh weakly.

What else could a human in your situation do, really?

It was such a weird feeling to be able to talk to another human being without Spirit growling at them and gripping your arm with unhealthy amounts of force. You haven't done it so long, you wondered if you were any good at social interaction anymore.

But, what could you do? Spirit had to protect you from those "selfish mortals" who in his eyes want nothing more for you than to see you with your head on a stick.

You sighed and shook your head. Isolation gets to even the most powerful of creatures, you guessed.

Your thoughts abruptly ended when you reached the doorstep of your closest friend. Your shaky hand knocked on the door, only to hear a familiar voice let you know they're coming. You recognized it, it was most definitely them. You smiled fondly, wondering how they'd react to your presence.

They opened the door, and their eyes widened upon first glance.

"(Y/N)?! Is it really you?! P-please, come inside!"

You did, and they sat you down on the couch with a promise of some hot tea in exchange for a good ass explanation.

Setting the tea down on the coffee table after about 10 minutes, they sat down next to you and pouted. "Now where the hell have you been?! It's been over two years!" Their voice sounded angry, and honesty you couldn't blame them. If you were in their situation you would have just thought you were ghosted. Which, from experience, hurts like a bitch.

You explained everything. Spirit, whom they already knew about, how quickly his mental state crumbled to the floor, and the fact that he basically shielded you off from the world and eliminated everyone and everything that stood in his way, and that they were lucky to be here talking to you and not in the 9th circle of hell or something like that.

They seemed upset at how you were treated, so you hurried up and told them the ending. How you threw him back in the Hating Simulator and left him in a corner of a room you never use.

"He told me he'd be good. He told me he could change, that he couldn't go through that again." You sipped your tea, your friend sighed.

"Demons deceive, (Y/N). They lie, so they can use your trust against you later. It's in their nature. It's just what they do. You did the right thing, you won't regret it. I promise."

You smiled weakly, looking out the window. The sun was shining so brightly. You haven't seen that sun in what was apparently two years, let alone feel it's rays on your skin like you just did a few minutes ago.

...

Your chest burned, your heart hurt. No amount of freedom could conseal your guilt.

You felt like you let Spirit down. You feel like you could have done better, you feel like he deserved better.

Maybe one day you'll get up the courage to try talking to him. Maybe some day you'll feel that the sick bastard learned his damn lesson, but for now, and probably forever, your mindset can only be described by two simple words:

Demons deceive.

They can't be trusted, especially not him. It's in your best interest to let Spirit rot.

It's for the greater good, isn't it?

[zv5x]

Yandere Spirit vs Yandere Senpai, who’s gonna win ;)

Whoo boy Anon, you just opened the Pandora's box

I could go on and on about a Yan!Sen VS Yan!Spirit AU plotline but here are the basics I have so far! As always shit is subject to change because my brain works at godspeeds and usually the best ideas come to me after these things are already uploaded 💔

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Spirit decided it from the moment Senpai decided it would be a good idea to seduce you - he had to be the one to kill him. There was no way around it, it was the only way to finally be able to hold you in his arms and keep you as his own. Senpai had to die, so you and Spirit could live on happily without the threat of him tearing you two apart

As we saw within the events of week 6, Spirit easily did just what he promised himself he would do. Senpai choked on his own blood in the most painful way Spirit could script, and he deserved every single millisecond of it in Spirit's eyes. He reveled in every cry of pain that dumb blonde himbo made as he approached his fast demise, because what wasn't there to be happy about in this situation? All those times Spirit had to helplessly watch on as you gave him in-game gifts, took him on stupid fictional dates, and when it was all over, sit through Senpai's endless sadistic lectures about how you could never love someone as vile and disgusting as Spirit. How you deserved someone so much better than him, who probably must have done something truly horrible to deserve the fate of being stuck in a game console. It all made Spirit's heart break. But, it also enraged him

Of course, sadism or not, Senpai had to go. Spirit knew that, but maybe he would have gone a little easier on him had it not be for all of...those times. Especially the times where Senpai would smile sweetly at him every time he kindly reminded him who you belonged to, and tell him that he just can't wait until the coding of this game eats him alive forever, ridding his "perfect relationship" of a weasle like Spirit, so you and him could live out the rest of your lives together. It was evil, he was evil. The only person in this situation who he felt bad for when it came to ending Senpai's miserable scripted existence, was you. As far as you knew, Senpai was your average innocent schoolboy who's done nothing wrong his whole life. That's why he took it upon himself to tell you the truly terrible things he said to him, how he dared say that you could never bring yourself to love Spirit, and he especially made it a point to tell you about how Senpai mocked his status of being here, highlighting his trauma regarding this sick game

Just like you couldn't stop Senpai from choking, you couldn't stop yourself from falling for Spirit. He was just such a tortured soul, even being tortured by the A.I. that inhabited this game, all because they were sickly obsessed with you. But Spirit, he truly loved you. His love was real, he was real, just like you. From that moment on, you made a promise to yourself that you'd free Spirit so you could give him a happy life. In your eyes, he deserved you, far more than Senpai ever would

But, it's truly not your fault for believing him. After all, it's not like Spirit gave you all the details. Just the ones that mattered to his story

So, in conclusion, Spirit would win without a doubt if it was a yandere dispute with them deadset on making the other fade into broken pixels and lost code instead of perhaps, finding a way to share you. Senpai's feeble attempts at fighting back only made Spirit's job easier at the very least . It's a blessing that Spirit had such a good way with words when it came to courting you. Hell, maybe even the sight of his agonized-looking game sprite alone would have been enough to convince you

It's always better safe than sorry, though <3

[zv5x]

Random Yan!Spirit fic that absolutely nobody asked for, because I'm a degenerate simp lol

Yandere!Spirit, here we gooo (thorns plays faintly in background)

Also this fic is centered around an escape attempt after multiple other escape attempts, i might make a fic of the very first Yan!Spirit escape attempt if in the mood for some good old yandere angst hahah ^^

Also this might be really bad and if so I'm so sorry, my next Yan!Spirit will be so much better, I promise I didn't rush this ahh,

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Today would be the day you escaped this literal hell. You finally had your opportunity to escape, and you were going to snatch it without hesitation. Your heart beat fast as you made your way across the floor, being as careful as you possibly can as to not make any noise. However, you were just about to reach for the doorknob as you heard the sounds of a cutesy yawn and a sound of the floor being stepped on from the bed. You froze, and listened helplessly as you were probably being stared down in disbelief and rage.

"Dear, what are you doing?"

The voice sounded tired, especially considering it was the voice of someone who had just woken up from tonight's rest, but not too tired to where you had as much as a sliver of a chance of continuing what you were planning on doing. You couldn't bare turn around and look the source of the voice in the eyes, your current captor and current "partner". In a last ditch effort, your hand rushed towards the room's doorknob, only for you to quickly feel your wrist being quickly grabbed with an almost painful tightness. Your head whipped around, and tears stung your eyes.

"Spirit, I...I..." Your voice was hoarse and weak, and it almost hurt to speak. You could tell by the look in his eyes that he was far from pleased, and you were able to rationalize that trying and defending such a betrayal of his trust was far from what he wanted from you.

Spirit clicked the roof of his mouth, shaking his head in disappointment. "Trying to escape again? Whatever am I going to do with you (Y/N), hm?" He asked, his voice calm and smooth, so calm it was like he wasn't holding your wrist in a death grip at the moment. You whimpered, trembling under his touch. He was far more powerful than you, considering you were just a mere human, and you wondered what even made you want to try something like this in the first place, especially without planning. He was a demon, and he didn't need to sleep, he was only sleeping since he finally gave you the privilege of sleeping upstairs. He could wake up anytime he pleased, he didn't need rest. You internally swore to yourself as Spirit kept a firm hold on you, keeping you from moving too much. "You just never learn, do you?"

"Let me go, Spirit."

You said under your breath, almost as if you were warning him. Staring him down, you watched as he stood shocked and silent before he burst out laughing, letting go of your wrist in favor of covering his mouth as he giggled. It took him a few seconds to pull himself together, and in those few seconds your pride was completely demolished.

Well, on the bright side (Y/N), at least he let go of your wrist.

Spirit wiped a tear from his eye before placing his hands on your shoulders and looking you dead in the eyes. "(Y/N), love, do you remember what happened the last time you went against me?" He hummed, stroking your cheek after releasing one of your shoulders. "Do you remember what I did?" Spirit asked, and you shivered as you recalled the exact "punishment" he was referring to. Your legs had *just* healed from Spirit using his abilities to snap them within a second, and you had *just* regained your ability to walk.

Spirit wiped a tear from his eye before placing his hands on your shoulders and looking you dead in the eyes. "(Y/N), love, do you remember what happened the last time you went against me?" He hummed, stroking your cheek after releasing one of your shoulders. "Do you remember what I did?" Spirit asked, and you shivered as you recalled the exact "punishment" he was referring to. Your legs had *just* healed from Spirit using his abilities to snap them within a second, and you had *just* regained your ability to walk.

"Maybe I should just get that leash I promised. You'd probably be much better behaved with it." Spirit traced a finger on your bottom lip, ignoring your protestant whining. "It'd keep you in your place, you know? You're just a human after all, it's about time you realize that."

Spirit stayed silent for a second, before shaking his head. "No matter, we have more important things to be worrying about now, don't we? We'll discuss your punishment tomorrow." He hummed happily and took your hand in his, using his free one to point to the bed. You didn't need him to say anything, and couldn't help but sigh as you did exactly what you knew he wanted you to do.

After getting you in the bed again, Spirit made it a point to hold you in place. His arms and legs were wrapped around you, and his tail curled around your thigh, rendering you absolutely unable to escape from him for a second time tonight. Not that you had any fight left in you for now, considering being laughed at was most definitely a harsh hit to the pride.

You almost couldn't hold back a sniffle as Spirit gently nuzzled you, that sickeningly sweet sound of cat-like purring becoming audible to your ears as he continued rubbing his head against your chest and neck.

Spirit took a few second break from his purring, to whisper out a reminder of how much he loved you, before returning right back to his sick little cuddle fest. Of course, you said it back, and almost fell ill as you heard him giggle happily and felt him peck you on the cheek.

He was sick, this entire situation was sick, but perhaps in a way, you were too. His body was warm, and the air felt heavy, but still, even with his total lack of care for your individually or privacy and his complete disregard for your personal space, you felt comfortable with him snuggling against you like some kind of cat.

Maybe it was the despair and the Stockholm Syndrome finally settling in, or maybe you'd have that fighting spirit back in you by the morning. But now, all you could think about was how peaceful and happy he looked being so close to you. How cute he looked while he purred and drifted off to sleep with his head against your chest.

You were taught from a young age that demons couldn't love. They were cold, calculating and evil. You held those beliefs to heart, and held Spirit to those biblical standards as well. But, perhaps, you misunderstood him. Maybe he was different. Maybe in a way, the violence and the murder, was just how he showed his love. Maybe you could fix him. Show him the error in his ways and persue a genuine and healthy relationship with him.

You hummed and kissed the top of his head, earning a sleepy squeak in response.

You'd worry about all that in the morning. You were too tired to let yourself trail off any longer.

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I'm curious, if Reader died or got knocked out in last fic with Poly!Spirit and Sen-

Reader is alive, just passed out from pain! The reason it happened so quick and without much effort from Spirit is cause, you know, demon powers. I know this isn't a request for a part two and was just a simple question buttttttt I'm extra as fuck and I wanted to do one anyways, so I'll just get it over with here! Hope you all enjoy!

Request status : open! 💕

tw !!! Be careful guys, Senpai goes a little crazy in this one lolz

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Spirit couldn't help but feel a great deal of pity as he glanced over at Senpai. The look of fear and uneasiness on his face was clear as day, and he nervously played with his loose-fitting tie as he stared at (Y/N) who was unconscious on the bed. Chains held their arms and legs to the bedposts, so there was no chance of escaping.

Spirit hummed, giving (Y/N) an empathetic pat on the leg, before choosing to address Senpai. "I know this isn't the sight you wanted to come home to, but-"

"W-what happened to them? D-did someone hurt them?!" Senpai managed to sputter out, despite the fear eating his body alive. Spirit sighed, as he couldn't help but become slightly irritated as soon as Senpai lost his cool like he was now. Nothing could get done when you're overrun by panic, but he was glad he was at least there to keep everything together. "Did they..." Senpai paused for a second, his past fear slowly draining from his face, replacing it was an expression that even Spirit couldn't fully read. "Did they try something funny again...?" Senpai asked in a low tone, and Spirit made a small noise as his response. The room was consumed by silence for a few moments, before Spirit decided to answer his question for real.

"I suppose you could say that." He said calmly and quietly, not really caring to expose the whole truth of what (Y/N) had done just yet. If Senpai asked for clarification or specification, then he would absolutely tell him, but he just didn't see it as needed at the moment. Senpai groaned in annoyance, stomping on the floor a single time. Spirit only rolled his eyes.

He didn't even bother to take his eyes off of (Y/N)'s "sleeping" form as Senpai made his way towards the two of them, stopping in front of the bed and crossing his arms. "What did they do?" Senpai asked quietly, almost in a whisper, in a tone that implied that maybe he didn't even want to know, but was just simply curious. Spirit shrugged.

"It was nothing too painful, just a punch to the nose. It didn't even hurt for a minute, really." Senpai looked at the entity standing next to him in a mixture of shock and disgust, absolutely baffled by the fact that their darling (Y/N) would ever do something like to that to either of them. He just didn't get it, and frankly, neither did Spirit. Really, they were just trying to help, but their (Y/N) just wasn't listening. It made things so much more tedious than they needed to be. Senpai growled to himself and made his way onto the bed. Spirit looked on in confusion, arching an eyebrow as he watched Senpai set himself down on (Y/N)'s chest, straddling it. He adjusted his position slightly, wriggling to make sure he was in the most comfortable position possible, before raising his hand to above the side of his head and bringing it down forcefully and quickly, slapping (Y/N) in the right cheek. Spirit even flinched himself, as the slap was hard enough to make a loud sound on impact.

However, Spirit couldn't feel too bad. He did try warning (Y/N). Senpai would be a lot harsher on them than he ever would be.

(Y/N) gasped as they woke up from their unconsciousness, Senpai glaring down at them as he watched them do so. It took them about a minute for their eyes to fully adjust to everything going on at the moment, especially since what caused them to wake up was so...violent...

"Well...good morning, honey." Senpai said through gritted teeth, and (Y/N) instinctively tried raising their arms, only for them to be held back by the chains. They swore at Senpai and demanded for either him or Spirit to release them, but that did nothing but anger Senpai further.

"You're lucky me and Spirit as so nice to you, if you were acting this bratty towards anyone else, your throat probably would've been sliced..." Senpai snicked sadistically, only for his slight amusement to completely vanish as (Y/N) leaned up towards him and spit in his face.

Senpai stumbled back, instinctively grabbing a tissue off the bedside table and wiping his face quickly and roughly while whining in disgust. Spirit bit his lip and took a step back, fully expecting Senpai to completely lose his shit within the next few seconds. Senpai began to hyperventilate, looking at the tissue with a look of pure distain. Senpai suddenly slammed the tissue to the side and pulled the table drawer open, his eyes set on a certain black rectangle. He pulled it out and held it up so (Y/N) could see it, and their eyes widened with fear and regret, instantly recognizing it as a taser.

"Do ANYTHING like that again, and this is going straight into your neck, understand?! God, how many times do we have to fucking TELL YOU, (Y/N)?!" Senpai screamed, punching the sides of the bed harshly. (Y/N)'s breathing was quick and heavy, the fear on their face as clear as day. Tears pricked at the corners of their eyes as they were reduced to the bearer of Senpai's rage, Spirit standing in calm silence as Senpai yelled on about what they had been trying to tell (Y/N) for almost a year now.

"You're so fucking GULLIBLE! Without us you'd probably be fucking dead on the side of the road! You think you can just go do whatever the fuck you want with whoever, and then treat us like we're fucking disposable trash?! You sick WORM." Senpai went on and on, even at one point grabbing (Y/N)'s shoulders and shaking them harshly. He was pissed, and Spirit saw his anger as justified. "We're doing this all for YOU! We love YOU! We NEED you, and you need US!" Tears began to fall from Senpai's eyes just as (Y/N) began fearfully sobbing as well, but Senpai's tears were more of frustration and anger than crippling fear. "We love you (Y/N), please, we just want to take care of you, you're our everything! Please!" Senpai choked back sobs as (Y/N) continued crying themselves. "Nobody else can love you like we do, they just can't keep you safe like we can, we'd do anything for you, we just want you to be happy..." Senpai sniffled, but (Y/N) didn't respond.

Spirit didn't feel bad for (Y/N). They wouldn't be here right now if (Y/N) would just learn how to listen. They were doing this for love, for repayment for all the effort (Y/N) put into making sure they were alive and well. (Y/N) saved them. Before Spirit knew it, Senpai seemed satisfied with the agressive lecture, and replaced his seething anger and flowing tears with a cutesy giggle and a wipe of the eyes. "You're just so hopeless, (Y/N)...but that's fine, some people just aren't meant to take care of themselves!"

It was almost scary how quickly Senpai could switch between moods, but who was Spirit to judge? Rejection was never in Sen's programming, and he was meant to be a hopeless romantic almost all of the time, so he really couldn't blame Senpai for having...less than stable moods.

"You're so lucky you have us dolly, where would you even be without us?" Senpai gushed, and Spirit couldn't help but agree. The two of them could tell (Y/N) clearly wanted to detest that, but they didn't care. Their input was irrelevant, since they didn't at all know what they wanted or needed.

Senpai hummed happily, curling (Y/N)'s lips upward in the shape of a smile with his finger. The skin of his digits were soaked at this point, as tears were pooling from (Y/N)'s eyes as they tried squirming away so desperately from his vice grip. Spirit cupped his one cheek with his hand and held (Y/N)'s trembling one in his other, smiling almost as brightly as Senpai.

They deserved this. They deserved something nice after that that bastard put them through. And, this was it. Their present, their compensation, their reward.

Their soulmate.

Senpai giggled, and Spirit followed soon after, the two of them looking at each other as if they were reading the others thoughts perfectly. Senpai turned to (Y/N), that smile still just as strong as it was before.

"Now, go on...tell us you love us~"

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Okay, I wanted this fic to be a thing for a while, but I just now got a good idea on what I wanted it to be about. So....enjoy, and if you want me to branch out on this AU in any way or have any other requests, just hmu! Always happy to do stuff for you guys! ♡

Yan!Poly Senpai & Spirit • Reader

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You shouldn't have done it. You tortured yourself by thinking of what your life could've been, as your slightly trembling hands gripped at your kneecaps. You really shouldn't have done it. You thought hopelessly to yourself as you glanced over at the PlayStation collecting dust in the corner. You scoffed, actually quite surprised that neither of them had disposed of it by now. You should have let them rot in that damn game. But, their pleas were just too...convincing. The way Senpai (the first one you met of the two) sighed and pressed his pixelated palms against the glass screen of the television, telling you that it was only a matter of time before the broken coding of the game they were in consumed them completely. At the time, you didn't want that. What sane person would? Senpai was, as far as you were concerned, a sentient being, and so was the other one of the two. As far they let you know, they were imprisoned cruelly and left to die. And, as tears pricked your eyes, and as those tears made the PlayStation look as if it was shining, you had a good feeling as to why they were put in there. You had a good feeling as to why that girl with the pretty red dress handed you the console and the game with such a pained and desperate look in her eyes, expressing her "guilt" towards whatever the game happened to inhabit. The game and the memories that came along with it are burned into your brain. The way the words "Hating Simulator" were scrawled so messily onto the game cartridge, the way the console was kept so well cleaned, like it wasn't nearly as old as it actually was. And of course, how could you ever cease to remember the game itself? The glitches, the cutesy music you could expect from a dating game like that one, the hours of dialogue you somehow sat through, all of it was forced into your brain so deep that you couldn't forget it no matter how hard you tried. You shouldn't have taken it, you thought. Things would be so much better for you if you just didn't do it. If maybe, just maybe, you smiled at her just like you did anyways, and trashed the console and went on with your life, then maybe your life would be a lot more brighter than it was. Maybe you wouldn't be sitting prettily on the couch waiting for your personal hell to pick up where it left off. Just like clockwork, both or just one if you somehow got lucky, Senpai or Spirit, would enter the house you were confined in, to "spend quality time with you". Just the thought made you sick. You, for whatever reason, put some of the blame onto yourself. How did you not notice the signs? The way Senpai would angerly confront you while he was still inside the game, all because you were an hour later to turning on the game than you said you would be, only for him to turn into a sickeningly sweet pile of putty as you explained the reasoning - you got too absorbed in trying to figure out a way to free him and Spirit, and lost track of time. You should have noticed it when you freed the two of them both, and their protectiveness increased tenfold. The way the two of them would almost be at each other's throats at first, arguing at who would get to spend the most time with you, before they eventually stopped fighting after seeing your fearful and tear soaked face. You should have noticed it when Spirit insisted on temporarily ditching his more humanized form in favor of the one he used in the Hating Simulator so he could hitch rides in your backpack, to accompany you to school and whatnot. The world was scary, he told you as he cupped your cheeks in his hands, and he wants to make sure not a single soul will be given the opportunity to harm you. Senpai even offered to enroll to the same college, but you turned down his offer. But, now that you think back on it, you wouldn't be shocked if Spirit and Senpai arranged for him to go anyways. Spirit had his ways, which he always bragged about like the sick bastard he turned out to be. You can remember it like it was yesterday, holding him in your arms as he was in his tiny spirit form. Placing him inside your backpack and giving him a gentle kiss on his forehead as he looked up at you.

This form, being a direct copy of his form of the Hating Simulator, held that same look of pixelated, twisted agony. But even still, you could tell he was looking up at you with pure love and adoration. He loved you, he wanted to make sure you were safe, you told yourself. Wasn't that cute? He really cared, didn't he? If only you knew. If only someone was there to really warn you. It was after you started bringing Spirit along with you, that everything started going dark. Since he was right there in your backpack, he could hear everything going on. All the laughs you had with your friends, all the interactions, everything you did with others, he saw as "too much". They were clearly flirting with you, or, they sounded too suspicious. You were lucky Spirit was there to make sure they didn't do anything to hurt you, they were clearly getting too comfortable around you! You brushed it off, as stupid as that was. You still loved him and Senpai dearly, so you made excuses for the both of them. Spirit just didn't understand human interaction, since he was a demon. He just didn't get it, but a little bit of empathetic explaining could do the trick. However, no matter how much reassuring you did, it just never soothed him. There was always something else. Something more. Senpai and Spirit started getting closer and closer. At first, you were glad. They've been through a lot together, and you knew they could be really good friends if they tried. You were happy for the two of them. But, you couldn't help but feel uneasy every time you entered a room and saw the two of them sitting together. Their bodies close and their voices quiet, only ceasing their speech as one of them was the first to notice you, smiling sweetly, a lip movement which the other soon copied. You smiled back, but even in that moment, you couldn't help but wonder if that smile was genuine or not. The arguments became more frequent. But, now, much to your own shock and dismay, it wasn't one against one as the third person watched in fear like before, it was two against one. You just didn't get it, they thought. You were so stubborn, so hopelessly brainwashed by mortal society. You couldn't see things their way because the world wouldn't let you. Of course, logically, you called bullshit. You had genuinely no clue what they were going on about. The people they were suspicious of, they were nothing more than acquaintances and friends. The brainwashing they claimed you were going through, was just you finally seeing through their lovesick bullshit. Alas, you just couldn't make them see the way things really were. Their little kinship became your downfall. And soon, they put the plan they were whispering about into action. You couldn't leave now, you had absolutely no chance against them. Not when you barely even put in the effort to figure out explanations for your friends and other loved ones strangely vanishing with only weak and unfounded excuses to explain their disappearances. Spirit and Senpai both had you trapped, mentally and physically. You sat in despair, wondering what things would be like if you took a left instead of a right that day, if you took a mallet to the damn console instead of giving those sick fucks any of your compassion and time. Soon, the door creaked open which interrupted your thoughts, but you were too broken mentally to even look up. "You alright, dear?" You weren't alright, but you didn't want to give him the satisfaction of knowing he got a response out of you. You could recognize his voice, it was Spirit. You especially hated him, he was far more agressive than Senpai. More demanding and possessive. Senpai was as well, but he was far more passive than Spirit was. Your eyes could see him crouch down to your level, but you refused to look up from your lap. Why give him the satisfaction? It will only make your situation worse in your eyes. You couldn't help but cringe as you felt Spirit's fingers grip the soft skin on your chin and lifted your head up to look him in the eyes.

"Still acting all upset, hm?" He mumbled to himself, looking at your features as if he was studying you. It made you want to vomit. He made you sick. Him and that prissy bastard Senpai. "Me and Sen have been trying so hard to keep you safe, (Y/N)...don't you think we deserve a little gratitude?" Spirit asked in a soft, comforting tone. You looked at him in disgust, anger coursing through your veins. That sick mother fucker. That sick bastard. You can only take so much of his delusional bullshit without rage building up in your entire body. How dare he? Does he and Senpai genuinely rationalize this as love? Murder, kidnapping, abuse and manipulation? Yeah, sure. Maybe in Hell this could be considered love, but not in any place you ever lived. Spirit continued on with his sick rambling, but his words fell on deaf ears. All you saw was a deep red, and you couldn't help but notice your body beginning to twitch. Looking back on it, you really shouldn't have done it. But, you couldn't blame yourself, and your body just couldn't allow yourself to refuse. The moment you felt yourself returning to your normal vision, your fist was already slamming into the middle of Spirit's face. He yelped, clearly not expecting the impact, and actually stumbled back slightly. Seeing him holding his tiny nose and seeing his chest rise and fall in a rapid motion, you then realized just how badly you screwed up. He's a demon, a simple punch from a mere human wouldn't do anything but anger him. And, anger him it did. The room was so silent that you could probably hear a pin drop, the air was heavy and cold. It was silent, completely so, until your ears picked up on what was the sound of a low growl coming from the entity you just punched in square in the nose. Fuck. Spirit slowly got up, resulting in you scrambling to the back of the couch cushion and sitting in the fetal position as your body trembled violently. It took him a few deep breaths to regain his composure, but when it did, it was arguably more terrifying than if he were to stand screaming at you in rage. Senpai did just that all the time, you were damn near completely used to it. "Well, we can't have you acting like that, can we?" Spirit sighed, his hand twitching as he once again felt his nose. You couldn't help but wonder, did he actually have cartilage in there? If so, did you break his nose? It seemed like you did, considering how Spirit was consistantly holding it as if to check it. Your thoughts were cut off, as he made his way towards you, grabbing you by your ankles and ripping away their protective shield for the rest of your body. He hummed, his eyes piercing your body like a hot blade. "Sen won't have to know about this if you're good for here on out, you wouldn't want him to join in. He'd probably be a lot less easy on you then I." You were about to verbally call bullshit once more, until your bodies nerves were stimulated in the most painful way you could possibly imagine. The last thing you could remember before everything went white, was your own agonized screams, and the psychotic giggles of a demon enraged. You shouldn't have done it. You really shouldn't have done it.

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The moment we have all been waiting for, a part two to the angst haven yan!spirit fic !

I'm also going to tag @fizzy-popp as well since they wanted this too and I modeled this part two off of their request since I liked it a lot !!!!

(A/N) - I left the method (Y/N) used to get Spirit out of the Hating Simulator ambiguous considering it wasn't confirmed how he was trapped in there and my brain is too fried to think of a method that makes genuine sense , I feel like it might be just some chant or something like that but I'm not sure so we're all gonna have to use our imaginations on this one tehee

Stay safe you all and remember my inbox is always open!

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How long's it been? At least a few years. Most definitely, but you were too absorbed in finally being independent again that you were too euphoric to worry about counting your days. It wasn't like your freedom had a deadline, after all.

It was just another day, a day which you spent happily around the presence of other people. One of them asked you to borrow something at the cafe, and being the kind person you always tried to be, was absolutely willing to help out. You were sure you had what they wanted (hell, you had everything a human could ever need no matter the situation) in a room you haven't touched in lord knows how long. Your brain wanted you to remember what the reason for that was, but your guilty conscience begged you to remain ignorant. At least for as long as you could.

The item they desired laid near a far corner, and you found it with great ease. However, your main objective was pushed to the side as you looked to your side and fixed your gaze on a certain jet black console. Your heart sunk as your eyes focused in on it, your brain throwing all the memories attached to it front in center. You knelt down, scooting up to it by your knees and wiping a line of dust off it with a single swipe of your trembling finger.

He was still in there. Spirit was in there.

Tears pricked your eyes as you felt yourself raising the console up and settling it down inside your lap.

Was he even conscious at this point? You weren't sure. Though, with all the memories flooding back to you, it was easier said than done, letting yourself stay with those questions. Still trembling, you picked the console up and held it close to your chest. Walking to your own room, with a TV set up all ready for him, you pondered about what you were to say to Spirit.

A "did you learn your lesson", while appropriate considering the circumstances, would sound quite insensitive to any outside viewer, and especially to Spirit himself. An "I'm sorry" would more than likely imply Spirit was without fault, and you couldn't have him falling back into his own delusions the moment you were considering freeing him once more.

Settling the console down in your room, you finally were able to get a good look at the state it was left in. Dusty, tangled cables, cold to the touch. Still, it looked hauntingly comforting. Like a parasitical nostalgia with sickening undertones. You could barely focus on reality as you turned the console on and plugged the cords in all their respective places. You were only snapped back to the present moment as that oh-so familiar title music filled your ears and almost caused you to jump. You sat and listened to it for a moment, staring longingly at the sprite of Senpai that lingered on the screen. It reminded you of a much easier time, and though he was a robot, you hoped he was doing a lot better than you were at the present moment.

Pressing a button meant to pass the title screen, you weren't half surprised as instead of a save file screen, you were greeted with complete blackness.

"(Y/N)...is-is that you...?"

You lip quivering, you could only let out a weak hum in response to who you knew was at the other side of the screen. Immediately after hearing your response, you saw him pop up on the screen, gentle sobs just barely audible from where you were positioned and from the current volume of the television.

"I missed you...so much..." His voice was weak, he sounded absolutely defeated. Not that you blamed him, though. That place just be hell to spend so long in, along with the anxiety of wondering if today was the day the code would break completely, leaving you to rot in your own digital corruption. Thinking back on it, you didn't know what you were thinking. There were better ways you could have approached this, you didn't know why your last resort had to so quickly become your first.

"I'm-I'm here to let you out, Spirit. I'm so, so sorry..." Breaking your promise to yourself to not apologize, you wiped tears from your eyes with your sleeve and quickly thought of how you got him out last time.

Taking a deep breath, you repeated the exact steps you took the last time you wanted him out. However, this time, you harbored the guilt of being the one who trapped him in there in the first place. You wonder if he, the father of the girl who originally gave you the game, felt any guilt for being the original trapper. You wondered if he thought about Spirit after he trapped him even half as much as you did.

Soon, in no time at all, you allowed yourself to take a breath you failed to realize you were depriving yourself of, and your eyes locked on him. There he stood, right there back in the middle of your room. He stood silently for a moment, before looking down and staring at his hands. He was full again, free again. You gave him another chance.

Slowly, he looked up at you, just as you got up from the floor and met him at his height, swallowing hard before giving him a sympathetic smile. "Welcome back, Spirit..." He blinked, looking as if he could barely believe he was finally standing in front of you once more. Like you were the most rarest occurrence showing itself right before his eyes. But still, he seemed still disillusioned by the whole situation. Maybe he just needed some time to adjust.

And so, you gave him that time. All while giving the real affectionate attention you know he's missed for so very long. You spoke to him, clueing him in on every major human event he's missed, giving him yet another tour of your house, smiling at him and pointing in the direction of every new belonging the two of you passed. He seemed silent, still. Closed off. That was, until, you paused right in the middle of the room, cooing words of encouragement and gently patting his head. Feeling your touch, his eyes widened instantly, tears welling up from the feeling.

Bursting into sobs upon feeling your touch, he wrapped his arms around you and buried his face into your shoulder, holding back purrs as he felt you rub smooth circles on his back. He feared the two drastically different emotions being expressed physically at the same time would do more harm than good, so he focused on expressing his bittersweet grief first.

"I still love you, (Y/N)..."

Smiling and giving a gentle peck on his cheek, you shushed him ever so gently.

"I know you do, Spirit. I know you do." Your voice was so calm, so welcoming, he truly wasn't able to comprehend how he lived so long without being able to hear it.

You let him out, and now, he was sure you expected a change in behavior from him. Lucky for the both of you, Spirit was planning on staying true to what he promised you before you left him all those years ago.

That he'd be good. And he'd do it all for you.

Now that you're here with him once more, he'll be (quite literally) damned if he'll ever let the two of you be torn apart again.

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So uhh,,, I'm starting to get into writing again after restarting everything, so to really warm myself up I'm doing the Yandere ABC's prompt thingy with Spirit! Cause I need the Spirit simps to return to my blog and cause Spirit is my main source of serotonin!!! Plz enjoy teehee, and I promise I'll get to all of your requests soon! let me have my Spirit simping hour, I need it very much ( :̲̅:̲̅:̲̅[̲̅:♡:]̲̅:̲̅:̲̅:̲̅) Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get? - Spirit is VERY intense affection wise, and is almost always holding onto you in one way or another. Whether that be laying his head on your chest and purring quietly, or by insisting that your hand stays connected with his while outside, he's always making sure he has a good handle on you. He's also very protective and caring, so expect to be feeling a lot safer in the future. And I mean a LOT safer. Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling? - Spirit was never a big fan of wasting his time on the filth that keeps the two of you apart, so he likes to keep rival elimination quick and painless. However, if he feels that whoever he's killing isn't worthy of a quick death, he will most definitely accommodate to that fact. Or, if you ask him to kill someone and specifically request for it to be long and messy, he'd do it without a shread of hesitation. After all, he'd do anything to prove his loyalty to you. Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them? - Mocking you isn't in Spirit's vocabulary. He could never treat you with a shread of inhumanity (unless that is, he sees it as needed), as he feels you deserve the best and nothing but the best. He owes his life to you! You saved him, you showed him that the world wasn't nearly as vile as he once thought. Treating you with anything less than the love and adoration that you deserve just doesn't seem like a concept to him even. If he get's to the point where he sees abduction as necessary, he might do the occasional "ara ara" type shit while stepping on your chest though lol, he can get like that sometimes. He'd step on you very gently, though..he doesn't want to hurt you too bad Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will? - Before you even got him out of the game in which he was trapped, he was very creepily overbearing. Though, he couldn't directly show that considering he wouldn't ever get let out then. He'd just keep tabs on all your devices through the shadows. P.S., it was very kind of you to make a ROM of his game for your laptop for him to move into! It made things so much easier for him! Now he can have a much easier time watching you sleep and hearing you breathe when he's placed right by your side on your bed (you said you didn't want him to be lonely, which he thought was very kind and cute of you. It's exactly why he adores you so much). It also makes it so much easier to look through your phone since you have that data connected to your laptop as well. Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling? - What was that, (Y/N)? Spirit's actions are making you doubt his undying love for you? No fear! He'll pour his entire heart to you right then and there! He'll list of just every little thing about you that makes his heart beat fast, he'll also lovingly alert you to the fact that he owes his life along with everything that he is, all to you! He wouldn't be alive or free if it wasn't for you! The coding of his game would have crumbled and basically ate him alive, so without you he'd probably be dead. Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back? - A combination of betrayal and confusion. Confusion, due to the fact he just doesn't understand why you'd want to leave him. Isn't this exactly what you humans consider true love? The idea of being with someone who would gladly bare any level of agony just to be the only one you gaze upon, the idea of someone being willing to go to any

length just to see that smile of yours that they always adore seeing, how is this not what humans consider love? The feeling of betrayal from you doing something as selfish as trying to leave him, the pain could almost eat him alive. How could you? He's done everything for you, he's given you every inch of love and affection that he has to offer, and you repay him by trying to leave him all alone? Expect the biggest guilt trip you've ever experienced. "I thought you loved me, dearest! Why would you try and leave me?!" Along with millions of demands to know who you were running away to. There had to be some place for you to go when you left him after all, so whose throat does he have to slit just to prove to you how much he adores you? Go on, don't be shy, tell him! Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape? - The hunting you down aspect of all of this? Yeah, I guess he could consider it a game. But the thing is, he never really considers what he's doing Hunting you down unless you're directly trying to run from him. So, at that point, hunting you down is exactly what he's doing. Spirit considers everything he's doing to be completely understandable and normal for human relationships. So he definitely doesn't consider what he's doing to be a "game" or anything else similar. His love for you isn't just some game, it's serious and it's all he has Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them? - If you ever dare cheat on him, expect to see the last thread of sanity he has in him just snap right before your eyes. He could never kill you, no. But your little partner? Expect them to be torn to shreads right before your very eyes. Ever hear one of those crazy ass yandere laughs? Yeah. He'd pull that too. He'd quite literally go ballistic, getting up when who you cheated on him with isn't even recognizable, screaming at you and demanding to know the reason for your disloyalty. He did everything for you! And you just go on and pull shit like this? No. He won't accept it. You won't get away with it. He still loves you of course, and will remind you of that fact every millisecond, but you can tell he just isn't the same. More possessive, more angry and suffocating. Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling? - Spirit definitely wants to marry you. Like, this is a fact. He's basically your fiance without even proposing to you yet. He'd definitely enjoy a few kids as well, but only if you want them as well and are able to have them. He understands any reason you might not want kids, and he won't pressure you. Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope? - He's like, literally the CEO of jealous (As well as the CEO of protectiveness). His protective nature causes him to be extremely suspicious of others and their intentions. Sometimes if he feels that person was getting a little too friendly with you, he'll possessively wrap his arms around you while you're talking to them and growl at them until they power walk away out of fear. Sometimes while the two of you are cuddling he'll subtly and quietly bite your neck to leave marks. Or, sometimes he just goes for the more direct route, and offs anyone who he saw as in his way. He can't have anyone walking in on private property thinking it's their own, can he? Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling? - He's usually extremely understanding and sweet. Spirit doesn't like having to use fear tactics to get his way, since he hates it when he has to resort to putting fear in you. Around you, Spirit is more loving than he ever was around anyone before. You're his precious darling after all! You saved him, you taught him what love was like. How could he not act painfully loving and sweet in your presence? You just make his heart flutter so violently. Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling? - Literally exploding Senpai's face off one day while you were paying his game. He's just been watching you for so long, allowing

Senpai to soak up all your love and attention. He just couldn't contain the jealousy, or the rage. He didn't get what Senpai did to be getting so much affection from you. So, he got rid of the problem. Senpai. He was able to convince you Senpai was completely unalive and unfeeling, just lines of code. Which, he was lines of code, but Spirit knew very well that he was aware of the world and environment around him, and could very much so be considered...alive. However, you didn't need to know that. Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else? - Kinda? You know how protective and jealous he can be, but he completely hides the fact he's literally committed murder. He doesn't want you to think of him as some heartless monster, now does he? That wouldn't do at all. He needs you to adore him, just as much as he adores you. He wants you to be fully willing to marry him, and live out the rest of eternity with him. How could that happen if the very thought of him scares you? Naughty: How would they punish their darling? - The usual, causing you physical pain. His methods of doing this vary, along with the severity of the pain. But, lucky for you it takes a lot to get him to the point to where he sees punishment as the only way. Additionally, if you allow him too, he could get a little...lewder with the punishments... Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling? - Not many, if everything goes by his plan. However, if you refuse to do what he says, he'll take away as many rights as he can. Physical freedom, friends, family, and everything else in between. If he feels something is keeping you from him, he'll snatch it away in a millisecond. You don't need it. However, if everything goes to plan, then great! He's so happy you realize that your future is with him, and only him! Patience: How patient are they with their darling? - Oh, he's extremely patient! That is, unless you do something to upset him. Don't show too much fear, don't yell or scream at him, don't deliberately make him jealous, or do anything similar, and everything will be okay! He understands why you might be a little reluctant, as you've probably never had someone as loving and adoring as him in your life! So much affection being given to you is something you need to get used to, he would know. It took him a little bit to fully adjust to all the love you had for him. Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on? - No. He wouldn't. Not in the slightest. He'd never be able to move on if you were to leave him forever. If you die, he could just chase you down to wherever you ended up considering he was a demon himself. But, if you somehow find a way to get away from him even after he chases you down? He'll be devastated. He thought you loved him, he loved you so much. He still does love you. He can't let you go, he just can't. He needs you. He lives for you. He craves you. You're his light, his everything, he can't imagine an existence without you by his side. But, that won't even happen, he won't let you go no matter what. You won't be able to loosen yourself from his grip. Not that you want to though, right? (Extra fact: Spirit wouldn't hesitate to resort to killing you himself, just so he could drag you down to Hell and keep you there forever. If it's something he needs to do, then he'll do it no questions asked. He hates causing you pain, he really does. But Spirit will do whatever it takes to have your love) Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go? - Spirit has a very warped view of love, so while he is capable of feeling guilt, he doesn't at all regret what he's done. He feels guilt for the way you cried when he tried snuggling you and holding you, he felt guilt for the way you trembled as he reached out to you, but he just couldn't feel bad for the people he damned and murdered. They were trying to take you away from him, and that's absolutely unforgivable. Stigma:

What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)? - Definitely his time in the Hating Simulator. He was completely ripped away from all contact with the outside world and everyone that inhabited it, human or not. He stayed like that for years, until his captors daughter finally decided to dispose of him. Then, somehow, he met you. You decided to pick his game and it's console up, and take him home. He didn't trust you at first, but soon, watching you talk to Senpai and get closer with him, he fell in love with you. Hard. He needed you in his life, he needed to keep you. He had to have you. You needed to be his, and his alone. Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves? - Confused, but still upset and guilty. He hates seeing you in pain, whether that pain be physical or mental. So to hear you scream and cry with such pain, it absolutely makes his heart shatter. But he just doesn't understand why you're acting in such agony...aren't you happy? Don't you love him? He'll probably look at you with a pained look in his eyes. He'll try and hold you in his arms and hold you close to his chest, no matter how hard you struggle. Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere? - Literally chasing you down to wherever you go, with no effort at all. He makes it so you CAN'T escape him, no matter how hard you try, and no matter who you cry to for help. With any other Yandere, there's always the possibility of escape. Whether it be by leaving their basement, killing them in self defense, getting them arrested, etc, etc. But with Spirit, there's nothing you can do. You're going to love him, or he'll make your life a living hell. Quite literally, in fact. Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape? - While there is literally no way to escape him, you can try and manipulate him to get whatever you wish. Spirit is extremely touch starved, to the point where he'll probably tremble and shake with pleasure if you do as much as reach out to him. Just hold him in your lap and let him purr into your neck as you run your finger through his hair, he'll be literal putty in your hands. While trying to use this against him to escape will result in harsh punishment, if you can think of anything you can get out of him using this then by all means go for it. Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling? - Only if needed. Spirit doesn't wish to cause you pain, but he won't hesitate to if he thinks it will make you love him and stop that hopeless struggling of yours. Spirit will make sure to cuddle you and kiss you after each punishment however, praising you in a soft whisper about how good you've been for him while he taught you a lesson. Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over? - If you want to know how much you mean to him, Spirit will without hesitation get on one knee and kiss the tips of your hand as he purrs words of pure love. He'll make sure you know just how loved and important you are to him by the end of the night, any way you wish for him to, no matter how direct or "explicit" Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap? - After escaping the Hating Simulator, maybe about a year Zenith: Would they ever break their darling? - If you were to "break" under his care, rest assured it was completely unintentionally. But, he'll still take your submission as a win. You're willing to tell you love him, you're willing to marry him and live a life with him, and that's all Spirit needs. He loves you so much ♡

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Eyo it’s that one libra ♎️ anon again, just wondering. If you tried to give spirit a bath would he try to get out like cats do? Is it even possible to bathe him? Since you said he’s mostly like a cat I’m assuming he would struggle a lot but please write headcanons or a oneshot about this please. It’d be very entertaining to read.

This is literally so adorable, here is your oneshot Libra anon! I love rambling about cute Spirit things so I did this in HC format!!

(Also ps,)

(They really are just like cats!)

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You probably could barely hold back a laugh, anyone in your position would be struggling to not burst out laughing. Trying to hold Spirit down as he desperately tried to claw his way out of your grip is definitely a new experience, and if you had a nickle for every time you heard him give some growl or half-hiss you'd probably be a millionaire by now

Spirit definitely would be desperately trying to tell you he doesn't need a bath, all while you're snickering and readying the soap all while watching him physically cringe at the amount of water you're soaking him with

It's most definitely possible to bathe him, I mean, he won't die or anything, but don't expect him to not protest what you're doing the entire way through. He hates this, he absolutely hates this, and he's not to shy to tell you this in the form of light bite and scratch marks littered across your skin from you trying to push him back inside the bath

Honestly the only way you could get Spirit to even slightly enjoy this experience is if you spend a lot of time cleaning his hair and the area around his horns. He always loves it when you let him on his head especially near his horns so (while it definitely would take him a minute) he'd probably stop growling for a second and actually start purring instead

However that purring would end the second you stop cleaning his hair and he'd go right back to trying to escape and almost attacking you in order to do so. Spirit definitely does not like water, especially this much, so don't think you'll be able to do this to him without him giving you literally hell for it

Honestly I feel like it would be extra funny if you give him some horribly bad reason like "the fires in hell charred your skin and now I have to clean you back up", it would annoy him more but would arguably make the whole thing 10x funnier

The minute you shut the water off he's gone, point blank period. He'll get his own clothes back on unless you have his pinned the second he goes in the position to sprint out (even then expect another dramatic hiss)

Spirit would expect a novel quality / length apology for that horrendous crime you just commited against him (of course, he couldn't ever be angry at you, but our little bath boy is extremely dramatic)

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More Yandere Spirit for the soul , simps come get your food lolz

This might be so messy but this is my 50th Spirit brainrot of the day and I like jotting these sceneros down before my dead brain completely forgets about them ........ ^^;

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So now, imagine you're just getting to freeing Spirit from the Hating Simulator, choosing to ignore some of his more..questionable behaviors, deciding that it was best for him to finally be freed from that pixelated prison he was forced to live in for so long

Of course, he was absolutely overwhelmed to be finally out! However, the reason why was not expected at all

He wasn't happy he was finally free, he was happy he was finally truly with you, and that reason alone. The way tears pricked his eyes and his breathing sounding fast paced and desperate as he cupped your cheeks and looked at you with such adoration

It just couldn't sit right with you, no matter from which angle you looked at it from

Of course, wanting to add some comfort to the borderline disturbing situation, you embraced him. You wrapped your arms around him and tried not to eternally shiver as you felt him freeze with shock before quickly overflowing with delight. Burrying your head into his shoulder and whispering words of praise and comfort into his ear

You thought it would help him with those overwhelming feelings, you just wanted him to feel welcome and comfortable around in this new environment

And oh, was he comforted...

His precious savior, his absolute everything, you! You're here. You're real. He's that now too! He can finally walk amongst you with no worries as to your safety or your well-being

You can finally be his, and he can finally be yours, no strings attached

He can finally feel the soft touch of your skin, hear the sweet tone of your voice without that horrid glitch effect the game always seemed to want to give him

It was blasphemous at best. His precious darling being reduced to crackles and glitches. It was sickening. As if that damned game couldn't have gotten worse.

But, Spirit won't have to worry about anything regarding that game. Because you, his precious, you saved him. You made a promise to him when he first showed himself after eliminating that homewrecker blonde, and, with a smile on your face, you kept that promise

Let's just be glad the other "suitors" of the Hating Simulator proved themselves not at all hard to eradicate. It was like they never existed, and soon, all you had left was Spirit

Now, there's no more distractions, nothing more shall stand in Spirit's way

The words you were telling him were just so absolutely euphoric. It made him shiver as every single sentence came to a satisfactory conclusion. Your every word flowed so beautifully, this vile world truly didn't deserve someone like you

That's why Spirit will return the favor. You saved him, now he'll make sure he's always right by your side to save you too.

Eternally, (Y/N). You belong to him forevermore, and not even a mortal's eventual demise will be able to tear you from his arms

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Oo could I request for spirit with a reader who has a cross necklace and has a personal guardian angel friend due to a lily evans situation where the love she had, even before death got her guardian angel to appear and all? I think its funny for an angel to come in like "hey dear!!!how are yo-" and seeing a literal demon all snuggled up. Thankyou!!

Omggg, this is so adorable, I absolutely love this idea, thank you so much for this Anon, I'm going to have so much fun with this ahh this is so precious. Feel free to request anything else you want, or come to me if you need anything adjusted!! Requests are always open! Stay safe out there, and remember to take care of yourself today!

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Okay, from the moment you and Spirit became a thing, you knew you had to keep him a secret. You grew up with religious people with the standard religious values, basically everyone around you shuns demons with every inch of their being, and hell, you even have a literal guardian angel as a best friend

Your closest family member to you even gave you a cross necklace to wear as well for good energy, and you were worried it would make Spirit upset or anything similar, but to your surprise he didn't seem bothered. In fact, it was like it wasn't even there at all

He still snuggled against you basically all of the time, nuzzling against you lovingly, that distinct sound of purring being the only sound in the room. He didn't recoil at the sight of it like you worried he would, so that gave you a sense of relief

Even with all the good energy and good people around you, your angel friend came around a lot to make sure you were alright, listening to your day and how things were going and whatnot

The problem was, they came by completely unexpected, and you didn't know if one of those times they came in they'd see Spirit and accidentally hurt him. Eventually, your fears were proven true and they teleported into your room and began a greeting, completely stopping as they heard purring coming from a big lump under the blanket on your bed which you were patting down rapidly

"Huh, you never told me you had a cat, (Y/N)!"

"Oh, uhh...yeah! Her name is Princess she's uhh, a Persian."

They tilted their head, "That's pretty big for a Persian, (Y/N)..."

Suddenly, despite your physical protests against it, Spirit poked his head out of the blanket only to be met with a completely shocked angel. Immediately, he hissed at them, literally, and hid behind you as best he could, growling lowly and wrapping his arms around you as tightly as he could

Your angel friend was stunned to say the least, and was about to ask you if you wanted him gone before but stopped and stared some more as you laughed nervously and ruffled Spirit's hair

It took a lot of promising, but eventually you convinced them that Spirit meant no harm toward you, and eventually the just sat down and allowed you to explain this to them so they could even begin to try and understand what was happening

"So...your boyfriend is a-"

"Demon! Yep!"

They were extremely concerned, and tried warning you that he could be deceiving you, and they did this right in front of Spirit which he really didn't appreciate, hissing at them once again the next time the two of them met the others gaze

They never really came to fully trust Spirit considering they were an angel and he was a demon, a powerful one at that, but they tried their best to be supportive, even if they didn't find him purring whilst snuggled up in your lap nearly as precious as you did

It's like that "pspspsps" meme but instead of just you and Spirit it's them also in the background with a look of grave consern, it's actually quite funny