#yandere!eclair x reader

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Sonders YanTober Day 8

Hotel Horror Story

Yandere! Eclair x Reader, Earl Grey x Sonder

“Hey Earl Grey! I found this old book in one of the older hotel rooms..” Sonder says walking up to Earl Grey whose cleaning the front desk off.

“Whats it about?” He asked.

Sonder skims the back of the book, some words are crossed off. “Hm… Royalty, knights, a scholar, ooo and a hotel…. Seems like its about the old kingdom. Remember the one that was taken over by a mad man then it crumbled when he took control? Yeah, that one, the books called My Love for them, wanna read it together?”

“Im a little busy cleaning, do read it aloud for me Dear?”

“My pleasure” Sonder sits in one of the chairs behind the front desk and begins to read aloud.

Once upon a time.

Deep into the unknown forest. The sun does not shine, only the light of the moon. Where dragons roam.

Theres a hotel, hiding away the kingdoms queens first born. They was taken the day they turned eighteen, the day they were supposed to get married to prince of foreign kingdom. Never to be seen again.

Before all this, they were in love with their dear bodyguard, such a forbidden relationship. The knight was hurt beyond belief, a month into his grieving he told his parents he was off to go find you. They pleaded and begged for him to not go, not to risk his life. He continued to get his armor on and left on a journey that will risk him his life. Many knights have went and have never returned.

it was long and tedious journey. bugs would keep the knight from sleep. Monsters coming and going. His chest plate was holding on by a thread it seemed, it did him no good. It covered little to nothing but he still kept it on. His food supply began to dwindle but he never lost confidence or hope.

After days, maybe weeks of walking and fighting. He was just outside the hotel. He noticed no dragons in sight. The outside of the hotel was freezing to the touch. There were lights coming from all around the inside of the hotel.

He began to push the huge doors open, they creaked and fought against him. When he finally got it open enough to get in, he walked in to see an elegant interior. The walls had intricate designs, there were paintings hung all around. As the knight got closer looks, it was you. He walks further into the hotel, the stairs creaked and groaned as he walks up them. He goes to the second floor, the corridor has different wall designs but still theres paintings of you. His cheek started to heat up and heart began to skip beats as he proceeds further in the hotel, the you in the paintings seem to loose more articles of clothing.

the lights at the end seem to not be lit, but by the moon light shining through the windows he can see a door at the end of the hallway, Its made of some type of metal.

The dear knight reached the door, he got a closer a look and the door seems to be rusted in some areas. He tried the door nob, no use. He then tried to shove it open with his shoulder, no use. He fidgeted with the nails to see if he can completely take the door off.

He heard muffled sounds coming from behind the metal door, it came to a stop, he stopped, the door cracked open. From just the crack in door, it seemed to be a bed room. He walked in, you were tied up on the bed, gag covering your mouth. You were in a blue and vanilla outfit, sitting on top of an elegant king sized bed. More paintings filled the room, but it was you with another man.

He looked back over to you when he heard you muffle words. There were tears pooling in your eyes, you kept looking at something behind him and then back at him. He quickly figured out and turned around. There was a man in red stained clothes, sword in hand. But it was too late, the man in red stained clothes stabbed him in the heart, his broken chest plate not provided any protection. You began to scream, still, they were muffled.

The man walked over to you, he was also the man in the paintings, Eclair. His clothes has been stained red over the countless knights that came for you.

Eclair undid you bindings, he kept your gag on. You began to thrash and cry, trying to reach the dead man that layed across the floor. Eclair gripped your wrist tight, pulling you to his chest, blood began to smear on you and your clothes.

Your lover, your suppose-to-be knight in shining armor was you last hope at escaping this hell. So many knights came, all received a similar fate.

You reach for your gag and yank it off. You look Eclair in the eyes, ready to say something. You open your mouth and nothing comes out, tears continue to blur your vision. Eclair looked at you and smiled, not saying a word. He picks you up and places you in chair thats in the corner of the room, his painting chair. He places your dead lovers body next you, then gets a canvas and easel. He grabs his paint and brushes, stands in front of the canvas. Before he starts he says,

“This is a big celebration, your dear bodyguard has been killed, it deserves to be remembered through out history. Once your parents are dead, I’ll paint their heads on pitchforks and hang it for all to see. The entire world deserves to see how much work I put into loving you, but for now, things that happen in the hotel stays in the hotel.”

Sonder stops reading.

“Hm? Why’d you stop reading? I was actually interested..” Earl grey says.

Sonder and Earl Grey are now curled up together with a blanket on a sofa to the side of the hotel lobby. The lights are off besides a small lamp to their left.

“The pages are ripped out… I’ll go back to the room to see if I can find them.” Sonder got up and left for the room.

Some time passed, Earl Grey was getting inpatient. He decided to look around the hotel for Them. He first went to the second floor since those are the oldest rooms in the building. He started calling out their name, no answer. He saw a slightly cracked door at the end of the hallway and went to it.

Some more time passed. Sonder found the pages and went back to the lobby. “Sorry it took so long Earl grey, but I found some more pages and this weird painting of (name)… Earl Grey?” The blanket was on the ground and Earl Grey was not in sight.

Sonder decided to walk up the stair, they knew Earl Grey would probably go looking for them sooner or later. the stairs started squeaking. “Thats weird, that never happens…” They continue down the hallway. “Earl Grey! Earl Grey are you here?”

As Sonder continues, as she gets closer to the end of the hall, the last door slightly cracks open. “Earl Grey! Haha, if you’re trying to scare me you’ll have to do better.” The door fully opens, the silhouette of Earl Grey is seen in the dark. “Oh! Is that the room thats similar in the book? Awesome!” They cheerfully say.

Earl Grey suddenly drops once Sonders basically touching the door, a cookie with a big hat and blood stained clothes is shown. Earl grey was bloody and dead on the ground. They started walks closer to Sonder as they back up. “Wont you tell me where (name) is? You have my painting of them…Give them back..”

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Snow leopard half fae Crewle kitty nap time under the sun with Azul, Trey, Kamil, Idia, Vil, Malleus ( Malleus for the sake that he's old fashioned liked Sebek, be funny to read )

Kitty Nap (2) | Yandere Twisted Wonderland x Half-Fae Leopard Crewel Daughter Reader

Azul Ashengrotto

Definitely not Octavinelle, but if he’s got a deal or two with those in Savvannaclaw

“Don’t feel compelled to stay, you! You’ll dry out.”

“I-i’m in m-my human form I’ll be fine.”

“Sure sure and I’m not planning to eat fried octopus.”

He tries to accommodate you but he knows how you can be

So he makes others deal with it

Only coming to see you once you’ve had your fill of the sun

“I hope our service was decent at the least, they’re still helpless students.”

“You’re right. Decent is generous but you promised a good sunbathe and that's what I got. Thanks.”

That makes him happy enough

Trey Cover 

Heartslaybul!

He’s offering the sweets he knows you love

Using the excuse of having to watch over the dorm’s guest in this secret area

He silently apologizes for who ever crosses you before you settle in

Inndulging in your screaming demands just happy it isn’t directed towards him

“Enjoying yourself, (Y/n)?”

“Enough…for me not to make a complaint, the eclairs help too.”

“Good.”

He’s honored you’re so willing to eat his treats

Kamil Al Asim

Scarabia

He’s more than happy to get you the perfect sunbathing space 

Water nearby and food for days 

And while he’s not the only one willing to entertain you while you soak in the sun

He’ll make it so that he’s the only one

Don’t worry its just a suggestion for now

“I’m so happy you like it (Y/n)!”

“I said it was okay! Don’t twist my words, idiot.”

Idia Shroud

Sunbathe? 

Him?! 

No way even with the fear joy of you’re sneering judgement 

“B-but s-ssince you mentioned it I-I made a tanning bed f-for you.”

Vil Schoenheit

Of course Pomefiore has but one perfect space

One that Vil invites you to join him on when your on campus

No one’s going to interrupt this time

He’s made sure of it

“Sunbathing worthy?”

“Hmm yes, as I’d expect of you Vil always with the best taste.”

“Why thank you my love.”

Malleus Draconia

As stated before Half-Fae Leopard Crewel Daughter Reader hates Diasomnia

Especially their head: Malleus 

Similarly as she does with Sebek

She cusses him out 

Even going so far as raising thorn monsters to attack the disgusting interloper

“Ugh! Now the day is ruined! I hope that horned idiot keels over and dies.”

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I've seen noone requested any yandere yet and I see you write it so I thought I'd give you your first yandere request so you can try it out and stuff! May I request a yandere eclair with a museum attendant reader? Like reader's job is to care for the gems by polishing them and making sure all the items displayed in the museum look nice and are ready for people viewing them?

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ 𝐓𝐘𝐏𝐄 - 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭(?)

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ 𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 - 𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐱 𝐌𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐦 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐭!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ 𝐂𝐖 - 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐣𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐲, 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐮𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓 - 𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐬, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐨𝐫, 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲. 𝐇𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭. 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫.

˚₊· ͟͟͞➳❥ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄(𝐒) - 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐎 𝐌𝐔𝐂𝐇 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 !! 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐞𝐱𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭. 𝐒𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐬𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬. 𝐈 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐧𝐣𝐨𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧! <𝟑 (𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨, 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐝 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐥𝐦𝐚𝐨 [𝐁𝐓𝐖 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫.])

ㅤ" (𝐘/𝐍)! " 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦.

ㅤ𝐇𝐞 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐥 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬. 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡. 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐦. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 (𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐟) 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲.

ㅤ𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨.

ㅤ" 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲? " 𝐂𝐫𝐚𝐩. 𝐇𝐞'𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐭 (𝐘/𝐍)'𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬.

ㅤ" 𝐘-𝐘𝐞𝐚𝐡, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝! " 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨. " 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭. "

ㅤ" 𝐎𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞, " (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞. " 𝐒𝐨, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝? "

ㅤ" 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩,, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐮𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐤𝐢𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐲.. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬. " 𝐇𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐜𝐡𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞, 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝.

ㅤ𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐛𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲. " 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? " 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 (𝐘/𝐍)'𝐬 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡 𝐨𝐟𝐟.

ㅤ. ㅤ ㅤ..

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ㅤ" 𝐒𝐨, 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐦? " 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞.

ㅤ" 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐲-𝐭𝐨-𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. " 𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝. " 𝐖𝐡𝐲? "

ㅤ" 𝐍𝐨 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧. 𝐍𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 (𝐘/𝐍)? "

ㅤ𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.. 𝐨𝐝𝐝. 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞? " 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐫𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐀𝐥𝐬𝐨- "

ㅤ" 𝐖𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦? " 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐥𝐲, 𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟𝐟. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐠𝐨 𝐬𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐤.

ㅤ" 𝐔𝐡𝐦.. 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐈'𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐒𝐨.. 𝐲𝐞𝐬? " 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫. 𝐈𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐝 (𝐘/𝐍).. 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥.

ㅤ𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞.

ㅤ" 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? "

ㅤ" 𝐀𝐡, 𝐲𝐞𝐬, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲. 𝐈 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐲. " 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐠. " 𝐖𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝? 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞𝐮𝐦 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐲. "

ㅤ𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝, " 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞, "

ㅤ𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟𝐟.

ㅤ𝐀 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐚 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬. 𝐍𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐬. 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐥 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦. 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬, 𝐬𝐨 𝐢𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥.

ㅤ" 𝐒𝐨, 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 ���𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐦𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦? " 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐧𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐞.

ㅤ" 𝐀𝐡, 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐜. 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭.. 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐞𝐭, 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝𝐬. " 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭, 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐞𝐜𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞.

ㅤ𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧.. 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞.

ㅤ𝐎𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐧, 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐫, 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝. 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐧𝐨 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 (𝐘/𝐍). 𝐃𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫? 𝐇𝐞'𝐝 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫, 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧?! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞!

ㅤ" 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫? 𝐇𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐨𝐨? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? " (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐳𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝.

ㅤ" 𝐇𝐮𝐡? 𝐎𝐡, 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲, (𝐘/𝐍). 𝐈'𝐦 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. " 𝐇𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐇𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥. 𝐈𝐟 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞'𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫𝐬.

ㅤ𝐀𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲'𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐢𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦𝐥𝐲. " (𝐘/𝐍).. 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐈'𝐝 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐰. 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐬 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐲. 𝐈.. "

ㅤ" 𝐈'𝐦 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮. "

ㅤ" 𝐈.. " 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐞𝐭, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐛𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐭 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫, 𝐲𝐞𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

ㅤ𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐟 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲'𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡, 𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭. 𝐀𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐚 𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐜𝐤, " 𝐋𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞. " 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡.

ㅤ" 𝐖𝐡𝐚- 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭?? " (𝐘/𝐍) 𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐮𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐜𝐤.

ㅤ" 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝟏𝟓 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲, 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭? " 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝.

ㅤ(𝐘/𝐍) 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲, " 𝐆𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭. " 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐲.

ㅤ𝐖𝐡𝐲?

ㅤ𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥.. 𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐬.. '𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠' (𝐘/𝐍). 𝐅𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞. 𝐍𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲- 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 -𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧.

~𝐄𝐍𝐃~

𝐈 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐣𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐨 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐒𝐨, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐚𝐝, 𝐈 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭! 𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠!!

~🌸

[yandere--stuck]

You: *exists*

Eclair:

[yanderecookierunkingdom]

hey! it's good to see you're back :D do you think you could do a yandere! self-aware eclair cookie x reader please??

My Baker

Request: Yes

Type: Headcanons

Warnings: yandere Eclair Cookie, obsessive behavior

Yandere Type: Obsessive

Note: If not specified, any requests will be defaulted to headcanons! I'll make sure to update that in the masterpost. :)

When Eclair first gained awareness, he was pretty upset at first.

All of the history he documented was.. fake? All part of a story?

He's pretty miffed.

But not so much when he finds about you, the Baker.

He's sort of so-so about you at first. He's doesn't hate you, but he doesn't like you either.

Until you end up pulling him.

One moment, he's in his museum greeting the Cookies, the next, he's in the Cookie Kingdom!

Just about had a heart attack when that happened, ngl.

He was so out of it for a while. Just wandering around, not sure what to do. He ended up talking to Pure Vanilla Cookie.

(Eclair was surprised that the Ancient Cookie was even there to BEGIN with.)

There, Pure Vanilla shed some light on the situation; the Baker summoned them and now they must help out the Baker!

Eclair was.. pretty apprehensive to this, mostly because he knew nothing about you. But he decided to roll with it.

As time went one, the historian slowly became more and more obsessed with you. Especially once he heard your voice for the first time.

"Holy crap! Eclair does so much damage when you build him right! So keeping him on the team."

That comment made a warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest. It felt so.. good to have your praise.

After this, Eclair became infatuated with you. He had to know more about you, he HAD too.

So, he did what he does best, and began to look through history and look for texts about you.

He found very few, mostly coming from the Ancients times. But.. he didn't want to ask them about you. He wanted to keep his research to himself.

Eclair began to document anything he could about you. Mostly for himself, but incase you ever came around, he wanted to show you just how dedicated he was!

Surely you'd be thrilled with how much he knows about you. After all, you constantly talked about how much you adored his love for history, so you'd definitely adore how much of your history he knows!

Hopefully Eclair will get to see, or even meet, you soon..

[heliotism]

ECLAIR COOKIE GENERAL YANDERE HEADCANNONS.

requested by: @average-unpaid-therapist ! thank you for requesting ^^

warning! possible ooc bc well, he's very new!

my man right here

he's hot. he's smart. basically, he's got the looks and the brains, which is very attractive in itself!

so, overtime, he gets used to the fact that most of the museum visitors are really just here to admire him, rather than the ancient relics he collected.

(this one was at all you fucking simps /lh)

it gets tiring, it's true.

worst thing is that whenever eclair tries to explain a thing or two about this very interesting artifact, those people will just

stare at him. in a very lovey-dovey, and quite creepy way.

not cool.

problem is, those cookies become so much more frequent, that he can't even properly run the museum, as they always chase him and stick to him—

and then he sees you.

your eyes shine bright with interest, as you read the cartel right next to an antique painting.

you don't necessarily look prettier than the average cookie— and yet, you still are captivating.

eclair can't help but go your way, eager to find out more about you.

note that at this point, it's not love or obsession or anything else— you just piqued his interest.

“are you interested by our collection, dear visitor?”

you jump because that bitch just scared the shit out of you lmfao

“ah, i apologize if i startled you. that was not my intention.”

“oh! no no— it's fine, don't worry! as for your question, then i must say— yes. absolutely!”

you then go on a five minute talk about how each part of the museum had you absolutely thrilled, and how you felt blessed because archeology and history were your two major interests, and now that this museum was here, you could find fellow nerds history fans!

“but i gotta say— my favorite part of the museum surely has to be the dragon fighter cookies exposition.”

interest 100. he's absolutely hooked now.

you?? a fellow dragon-fighter cookies enjoyer??

“yes! i agree, out of all the expositions here, the dragon-fighter one certainly is the richest one— perhaps because i spend a bit too much time on finding relics related to them.”

you laugh at his attempt at a joke, and then you keep the conversation going, which i will not retranscript as i have no idea what to write for it.

but let's just say that with each word you say, especially about his one biggest interest, eclair cookie is slowly being more and more charmed.

you seen the meme that goes "my way of flirting is stating scientific facts"? well, basically, this is you right now, and you don't even realize it.

good job [y/n] lol

speaking of your name— eclair needs to know it.

you know, because it's pretty rare to find other people who enjoy the dragon-fighter cookies' history as much as he does.

“pardon me for being so curious, but may i ask for your name?”

“only if you give me yours first~”

“of course— i am eclair cookie.”

“well, i'm [y/n]!”

he'll make sure to remember your name— and spoiler alert, he does.

after that day, eclair looks forward to seeing you as often as possible. he, unfortunately, can only rarely leave the museum, as he's clearly bound to this place— if he isn't here to keep it clean, then who will do it?

whenever you're not here, he'll either spend his time cleaning the museum or think about you while standing awkwardly in front of the painting where you two first met.

and it's kinda weird because imagine just visiting the museum and then you see the dude that's in charge of the place, just. standing.

and he'd do that for three hours each day.

but thinking isn't enough. thoughts are ephemeral, and even though he's smart, eclair, like any other cookie, forgets them by the end of the day.

so he starts to write them down as they come, in a notebook he hides somewhere inside his office.

eclair certainly wouldn't want you to learn about him writing pages and pages about his kind of obsessive thoughts about you, y'see

poor man doesn't realize it, but he's sinking into the abyss of obsession faster than the titanic 🗿

after roughly four notebooks filled to the brim with lovesick and obsessive notes about you only, eclair finally realizes that he may or may not be doing okay rn

naturally, he comes to the conclusion that he should seek help and find a healthy way to cope with his obsessive and intrusive thoughts

just kidding lmfao

“surely, i must be in love with them..” yeah sounds more like it

he's not nervous when it comes to love, so right when he sees you, he just—

“ever since i met you, my heart has done nothing but ache when you weren't in the same room a me. and when it ached a bit too much for the first time... i realized i loved you.”

you're surprised. very surprised.

“i know, this is quite surprising considering the short amount of time we'd spent together, but— i truly love you, and i mean it.”

eclair will be very, very insistent about it, and he simply won't take no as an answer— even if you don't like him back at all. so congrats, you got yourself a cute boyfriend!

he'll become twice as obsessive as before, paying more attention to everything you do, like at what exact time you get in the museum, what you prefer to wear on which day, how you eat your start jellies— how do you not notice the way he's constantly scribbling down things in this little notebook of his?

i mean, yeah huh you did actually notice— but hey, he's actually just.

writing down hum. work related stuff! no need to worry hahaha...

dating eclair will be nice and all, until at some point— you'll constantly feel smothered in his presence.

turn your head around and that dude will follow your stare. it's creepy.

he can sometimes make strange remarks, like “but you usually don't wear that on a monday...” “well, [y/n], you are three minutes and forty seconds late. do i need to come to your home and kidnap you so you'll always be early??... why the scared face? my sweetheart, you know i would never actually do that! i was just making a light-hearted joke!”

when he's not being creepy with simple words, he'll ask you very strange questions.

“my dearest, what were you doing before coming to the museum?” “opinion on [very specific art movement that happened decades ago and that you've never heard of before]?” “if i asked you who your favorite person was, you'd answer me, naturally..?”

note that if you actually answer with someone else on the last one, hum. bad things may happen to said someone.

eclair wants to know everything about you, just like he wants to know everything about each relic he has in his museum.

you're like a relic. precious, rare, and god, he wants to observe you and keep you forever and ever.

so hum, remember when i said that you'll have to say yes to his confession, whether you like him or not?

this. this right here has consequences. such as you wanting to break up with him after like two weeks or even less.

also the fact he barely trusts you with other cookies. eclair can't stand seeing you chat with someone that isn't him and will interrupt your convo asap.

anyways. you want to break up with him? oki doki.

you'll just possibly get kidnapped and trapped into his office. and no one is allowed in there, apart from him.

“please, don't be mad, darling. and understand that those are only the consequences of your actions. have you not decided to 'break up' with me, we certainly wouldn't be here today.”

might or might not trap you into a glass box like the other relics so he can look at you without you running away.

the reason why eclair advises the visitors not to come at night is because during that time, your screams are the loudest— and it might raise suspicions. that or rumors about the museum being haunted might pop up. and that last one isn't stonks.

if you're not breaking up with him at some point, you certainly aren't safe from kidnapping.

if eclair notices that you're being a bit too distant for his liking, you're getting kidnapped.

“i've noticed you've been avoiding me a lot... are you seeing someone else?”

“huh? what're you talking about?? i would never do that, eclair! you know very well i only love you!”

“... i see. well, i apologize for doubting you, my love. here, take my cup of coffee, as an apology— no, no. i insist, really.”

'ayo dude that shit tastes wei-' bam on the ground

it's simple and effective, try it on your own! (don't actually please)

so, yeah. eclair cookie is a very obsessive one, as well as kinda controlling on some extent? he doesn't want you to hang out with people he deems to be bad, which is basically almost everybody. lmfao

ah yes eclair cookie aka the man that wasn't even out and i already got a request for him. i actually love him sm weewee.

[angelicalchaoticabyss]

Owl anon and...I'd like a soft yandere eclair one shot...maybe....with a reader who is normally shy but loves to read about history?

(Soft Yandere!Eclair Cookie x Shy!Reader) Love for History

He had been watching you for a while now.

You come in everyday and spend hours looking over everything, at this point you’ve seen everything in the museum at least 10 times. It was so fascinating to Eclair; you’d just reread every little bit of information and even make your own notes. The way your eyes would sparkle when he had a new exhibit it was…so cute!

The way you smiled and glittered at the history of kingdom’s long passed, the mighty exploits of the great Tea Knight Cookie, inspecting the bones of a long-fallen dragon.

It reminded him so much of his own love for history!

Eclair was a bit shy himself at first, approaching you, but after getting the awkward introductions out of the way he got straight to talking about what would interest you. Through the conversation you slowly came out of your shell, happily going back and forth about the histories of the world. Your face was simply amazing and it made his heart flutter!

“My dear you’re simply a delight! Please please you’re welcome every day all day! I’d love to hear more of your notes and thoughts on the world!” He exclaimed with great joy.

“O-Oh thank you so much Eclair cookie that means so much to me! I’ll be sure to share more with you, this conversation was truly amazing!” You replied, grateful and happy.

The curator watched you leave with a sigh and starry eyes.

Each time he saw you was a bigger joy now that you were becoming friends, you both talked about history near endlessly. As you got closer you got more personal about your life and it saddened him that you didn’t have many friends. You were simply such a delight but sadly not enough cookies had enough patience to work through your shyness.

But that’s okay though, it just means you have more time for him!

Eventually Eclair would just go out with you in public outside the museum, of course not to big or loud areas. More quiet places like the park or a garden, today you were both out in a lovely forest for a walk! He simply wanted to be with and protect you forever! Be the only one you love! But he’d never do anything to scare or hurt you…of course…

Though…if anyone…WERE to hurt you…

“Eclair Cookie, are you okay? You’re spacing out a bit.”

“Oh! Oh, don’t worry about me my dear I’m just fine! Hahahah, got my head in the clouds today, my apologies.” He smiled.

“It’s okay no need to apologize!”

“Still, I love listening to you dear, please, continue.” He gently urged.

“Well, I wanted to say I deeply appreciate you taking time out of your day to come out with me. I mean you have a whole museum to run but every day you find at least an hour to spend with me outside. I do have a few other friends but none of them have gone…THAT out of their way for me before.”

“Oh darling, of course I’ll always find time to spend with you. You’re truly such a delight and it’s simply wonderful to have a friend who loves history as much as I do! Not to mention how intelligent and wonderful you are!” He chuckled a bit when you got a little flustered.

“O-Oh come on I’m not that great.” You stuttered.

“Nonsense, of course you are!” He replied with a confident tone.

“Heh…heheheh, well, you know…when you asked me if cookies tend to not have the patience to work through my shyness uh…you were…really on the mark.” You thought before continuing. “Social stuff has…always been really difficult and stressful for me, so making and let alone keeping friends is really difficult. Plus, you know some just uh…can’t really keep up with my fixation on history and some just…really want me to change the subject or shut up when I’m telling them something new I learned. But you stayed right there, helped lead the conversation when I couldn’t, you love history just like me and talk about it for hours. You even helped learned to talk about and keep up conversations of other topics, you did so much. Really, thank you so much, you’re just the sweetest.”

Eclair squeaked when you suddenly hugged him, but he instantly calmed and hugged you back. His heart soared at the feeling, pounded with his love for you. But…he’ll wait for you; he’ll wait for as long as he needs to…or has to. Hearing your words made him so happy, that he made such an impact for you. Though at the same time he was angry at your situation, you don’t deserve to be or feel so lonely.

“Well, my dear, I feel the same, Hahahah, most cookies completely blank out what I say after a time. Not to mention there are many who just…come to the museum solely for my appearance. But you’re not like that and I truly have no better friend than you.” He gently explained with his own slight tint of somberness.

He missed your warmth when you released him but it was replaced with you holding his hand, your smile was so beautiful. You deserved joy like this.

The remainder of the forest walk was calm and lovely, perfect for you both. It almost felt like a date to him, a date was…such a lovely thought. And the thought of making those cookies who abandoned you suffer sounded even lovelier to him- NO! No no, no no no.

Oh goodness gracious he’s getting ahead of himself there, don’t focus on those fools who are missing out! Just, focus on you.

“Hey! I remember there’s a Rainbow Jelly Butterfly migration that comes through the upcoming field every few years! It should happen today, let’s go see if we can witness it ourselves!” You suggested and he couldn’t ever say no that smile.

Plus, he wanted to see it too.

[cravingsfromatwistedone]

Head empty, only:

Yandere Idia + Persephone!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

Yandere Riddle + Pet!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

Yandere Vil + Magic Mirror!Captive!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

Yandere Jamil + Genie!Enslaved!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

Yandere Malleus + Tinkerbell-size Fae!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

Yandere Leona + Farena’s Captive!Spouse!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

Yandere Azul + Contract!Royal!Reader + ✨Stockholm Syndrome✨

✨Yandere & Stockholm Syndrome✨

THE ONE WHO THEIR HEART BEATS FOR [ DRABBLE / YANDERE ]

AUTHOR'S NOTE: MY, YOUR HEAD IS FILLED WITH SO MUCH DESIRES MY DARLING!~ I THINK THERE'S MORE TO YANDERE AND LESS OF STOCKHOLM SYNDROME SO I DEEPLY APOLOGIZE FOR IT, MY DEAR! THIS ISN'T A REQUEST BUT INSPIRATION STRUCK ME SO I HAD TO!

YANDERE! DORM LEADERS + JAMIL VIPER X FEM!READER

THIS IS SET IN A FANTASY AU + IDIA IS IMPLIED TO HAVE INHERITED HIS GRANDFATHER'S THRONE IN THE UNDERWORLD

Yandere! Idia would follow you all the time, no matter where you go, he would always lurk behind you; sending sharp glares to his underlings when they had stared at you far too long for his liking. The fiery headed male would go so far to execute them when they talked to you in a tone that deemed disrespectful to you.When your eyes came across one another, he would shyly smile at you before looking away to another direction, your ephemeral beauty was far too much for him to handle. After months of trying to win your affection, the male was overjoyed when you started to reciprocate his feelings, your fingers intertwined with his. He could only smile fondly at the scars that marred your beautiful skin, scars that came from the punishments he gave you after each and every attempt of running away from him. It was for you own good after all. The world is cruel and unjust. Thus he'll keep you locked away in the Underworld forever, in his loving possessive embrace

Yandere! Riddle is more stricter than before, he would make schedules on what time you'd eat, sleep and bathe and if you were to miss just by a second; grave consequences awaits you. He was doing it for your own good so don't give him that teary-eyed look; the bleeding cut on your lip is proof of his endearment to you. Aside from such harsh treatments, Riddle is always and I mean ALWAYS, treats you so so sweetly. He kisses your bruises and tears away as the white cloth he holds soaks up the blood that spills out of your cuts. When you're being on your best behavior, he would give you an array of treats; from the sweetest chocolate eclair to the most bitter tea you could have ever drank to the most beautiful handsewn dresses he could ever buy for you. If you continue to be such a good pet for him, you'll always be in his good graces no matter what

Yandere! Vil confides in you, all of his saddest darkest insecurities are stored right in your brain; seeking of your comfort and love after a long day of working. He met you in one of the studios he worked in and was smitten by how kind and supportive you were to him, always thinking and putting him first before anyone; before YOU even! That's what made him do initiate such a drastic act, trapping you in one of mirrors held in his room, surrounded by beautiful portraits of him so that whenever he leaves the room; you'll always be reminded of him and him only. Eventually you learned how to cherish the male, showering him with praises and affectionate names once he enters the room; he's the only human being that you could talk to in this lonely house

Yandere! Jamil caught you right where he wanted, to be forever his. Knowing that you were a genie, he had to find holes in your wishing rules and when he made the first wish, you knew you were already bounded to him till death; to his utmost pleasure and satisfaction when he saw the terror in your eyes. His wishes weren't always grand like the previous owners, rather he would always ask you to come out of your lamp and lay by his side until the sun has risen. Throughout the entire night, his grip around you is gentle yet firm and sometimes your hands would slip under the pillows, slowly retracting them back once you felt the familiar cold metal blade that belonged to a knife that he keeps under it; he's taking extra precautions after all, he wouldn't want anyone stealing away his precious gem

Yandere! Malleus is far too clingy and overprotective. Look at you, you're so small that Malleus could simply grab you and crush you in his palms if he wanted to; you need protection, you need his protection. That's why he keeps you with him all the time, no matter where he goes; you're right by his side. Everyone thinks that you're just a pet that he keeps in jar but he begs to differ; you're his prized possession, the love and light of his life and he'll kill anyone that touches a single strand of your hair, he means it truly. He's just that in love with you, my dear and you wholly bask in his affection. After everything he had given to you, it would have been cruel to just deny it; you'll never be able to get this treatment from anyone other than him

Yandere! Leona sealed a ring on your finger after Farena saw how interested he was in you. Though the older brother can't wrap his head around what made him want to marry you; you were just another captive that he caught during his travels, another being that had its fate sealed to be a slave to the royals forever but alas knowing Farena, he would do anything to make his little brother happy and thus he allowed the marriage to happen without a hitch. The secondborn prince revels in how you scatter across the room whenever he's near you, eyes wide and legs trembling but don't be afraid; he's your husband after all. He'll crush and break you to pieces before building you up into his perfect little obedient wife; one that would always worship him at his feet. Soon enough, you'll learn to love him like how he loves you and if you still persists the lion's advances, know that you'll be receiving his sharp fangs and claws as punishment

Yandere! Azul could only laugh at your tear stricken face as you signed the contract, assuring you sweetly that it's what a princess would do for her kingdom and its people. Per contract, he'll do everything to make sure your kingdom flourishes under his rule, of course a king is not a king without his queen right? He'll have you glued to his side at all times, if not most of the time. The meroctupus was never seen without his dazzling queen, arm linked together as they walked down the castle's corridors. You see, he had his eyes on you for months, he remembered how he saw your radiant smile for the very first as you waved to the people from your carriage and at that moment, he was smitten by you and he was determined to make you his. He pulled so many strings to ensure your kingdom would fall to ruins, just so you could come to him on your knees, pleading and begging for his help and you did. You'll forgive him, won't you angelfish? He did it out of his love for you

[2-dsimp]

Eclair-Devil Cake Zhongli Please

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Hero Zhongli x vilian reader

Cw: Humiliation, slight degradation, NFSW, usage of cunt, slight bondage, yandere mention, Zhongli being a overbearing hubby, fingering, daddy kink, drugs, sex toys

🔞MDNI/NO AGELESS BLOGS🔞

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Is it so bad to want to have it all?

Why should you settle for less when you could have more?

Wow your suddenly labeled the scum of society for just trying to make ends meet how original. But when you signed up to be a villian that didn’t mean you wanted a crazy hero stalker for a husband. Who by chance was freakin loaded constantly coddling you as if you’re something made of glass.

He’s constantly always on your ass whenever you have a late night rendezvous, sure you could ask him for anything you desired. But where’s the fun in that? Before you met Zhongli you were an independent woman and damnit you were gonna keep it like that. And that’s on periodt.

It was a simple plan really steal from the rich then dip. With your skills it was supposed to be an easy cash grab, and yet you found yourself buck naked stuffed with a vibrating dildo. Panting like a bitch in heat prolly due to the drugged glass of water he handed you when you said you were thirsty. And strapped to the bed posts of a plush king sized bed staring down into the eyes of a man gone mad.

Specifically your lovely heroic Husband.

“I don’t understand why you’re so stubborn to leave my side, I could give you everything you ever wanted love…”

He was fully clothed in his tight fitted hero suit, walking around the bed like a cat ready to pounce. Before he stopped by the head of the bed and traced his long fingers to prop your chin up. Staring longingly into your eyes as he let his other hand roam across your chest caressing your nipples.

“Perhaps I’ve been too lenient”

His said in a low octave. Electing a sharp yelp from you when he took a bud and tugged it, switching sides to toy with your puffy nips as he pleased. Only stopping to mount you, dropping your chin from his grip that went straight to your nether regions. His hand gingerly wrapped around the fat dildo soaking wet from your juices, watching diligently as you heaved with exhaustion.

“Maybe I need to punish you, after all you’ve been a very bad girl for daddy haven’t you?”

After tying you up and stuffing a vibrating dildo in you for lord knows how long. He decided to yank it out sending slick flying everywhere, especially on his suit. You moaned in embarrassment of how much of a needy mess you were, but he wouldn’t let you be distracted for long. As he plunged in two long nimble fingers that was relentless in its slow, languid pace that had you squirming on the bed for more.

“P-please! I need it, Zhongli”

Wrong answer.

He sent his fingers ramming up your cunt, causing you to howl as you tried to find something to stabilize yourself from the rough pace. But alas you hands were tied so all you could do was bury your nails inside your open palms.The tears blurred your vision of his disappointment, lips turned down into a frown. As his golden eyes stared down at you making you feel small underneath him.

“Is that how you address me? You little whore”

“N-no no! I’m sorry daddy”

You whimpered, and finally he eases up on your poor cunny only adding another finger to stretch your sloppy hole. Continuing his lazy pace, with a satisfied nod at your submission. He drank in your wanting gaze that was glazed over with pure lust, wanting nothing more than to give in and smother you with all the love he has for you. But he’s gotta be strict, after all you did break one of his golden rules. Which is to never leave the house without his say-so.

“Are my fingers not enough for this greedy cunt? Do you want to come on my dick instead darling?”

You nodded your head as you pathetically writhed on his fingers that slowly pumped into your aching insides. Pushing up against your g-spot, that made your eyes role into the back of your skull. And choke on your spittle, when you squirted on him. He pulled out his fingers only to spread them out and show you the webs of arousal coating his digits. You couldn’t help the little sobs that escaped you as he sucked them clean trying to savor the taste of you.

“You need to count your orgasms or else we’ll start all over from the beginning understand?”

He whispered huskily in your ear, untying you from the bed restraints. You shakily propped yourself up gazing at him like a deer in headlights, before your vision abruptly meets with darkness. Due to Zhongli flipping you over and shoving your head roughly into the pillows. If you wanted more then he’ll give you all that and then some.

You were his precious spoiled princes after all.

[kalopses-sonderes]

Wanted pt. 2

‼️discontinued

&lt;previous part> <next part> …

You climbed down the tree, holding the tree for support once you get down.

“What did I do to get these people to hate me so much…” You said to yourself.

“Hm.. I hope nothing to serious.” Said a voice from the forest.

You gasped and started to panic again, vines started to wrap around you to protect you, putting sharp plants in front to stop whats scaring you.

“No need to be scared, Im Millennial tree, I look over the forest for danger. I’ve been sleep for so long only to waken by people looking for some wanted person, which im guessing is you?” Millennial tree said as he walked towards you slow enough to not seem threatening. People can be intimidated by his height, so he makes his movement not to sudden and sharp.

You nodded to his question. the vines and plants slowly retreating.

“Do you know why they’re after you?” Millennial Tree sat on a tree stump.

“no, i woke up on the ground not understanding anything about my surroundings! I was like teleported here!” You sat on a tree stump next to him.

…

You continue to talk to Millennial Tree, sharing each others stories.

“Well that is something.. Follow me..” Millennial tree seemed slightly upset, but you agreed and followed along.

Oh Pure Vanilla, starting things again. You were the reason baker was sent away and now that they’re back you want to put them through it again. I’ll keep baker safe, unlike you and your twisted, lovesick, disgusting plans for them. Millennial Tree thought.

…

“Here we are!” Millennial Tree said.

He lead you to his home deep within the thickest parts of the forest. His home was in the trees, grand stairs leading up to them.

You walked up the stairs mesmerized by the sturdiness and the neatness. You’ve built Tree houses with stairs before, but it was never this amazing! You get to the doors, Millennial Tree opens them for you. The house or should you say castle, is beautiful. Millennial Tree leads you to a seat next to his fireplace.

“Now, we shall talk about a plan to help with this, Situation.” He takes a seat a next you.

“So, theres a whole kingdom after me, and for what!?” You were stressing.

“Dont stress to much, I have everything taken care of.” Millennial Tree gets up and grabs something off a bookshelf.

“Huh?- How?”

“Dont worry about it, just worry about learning how to walk straight. I noticed you struggling.”

…

All the search partys met up back at the castle late at night.

“Anyone find anything?” Pure Vanilla Asked.

Everyone stayed silent and avoided eye contact with Pure Vanilla.

“hm.. We must find them soon, if the Dark Enchantress gets to them first our chances to keep peace are slim.. Remember what happened last time..” Pure Vanilla seemed upset.

Everyone nodded and left, they are not supposed to mention what happened before.

As everyone left, Pure Vanilla went off to his room. He walked to his huge bookshelf and pulled a certain book. The bookshelf opened, Pure Vanilla walked in.

…

You woke up in one of Millennial Trees guest room, the closest one to his personal room.

You heard talking in his room, you put your face against the wall and listen in.

.

“What will we do if Pure Vanilla finds out you have Baker?..”

.

You have many questions running through your mind because of that one question. Who’s voice was that because it wasnt millennial tree? who’s Pure Vanilla? Why are they calling me baker.

You decided to get out of the bed, you think you didn’t hear them right. Millennial Tree onows your not ’Baker’, right?

They must’ve heard you get out of bed because Millennial Tree opened your door with a tray of breakfast.

“Morning dear, how’d you sleep?”

I probably heard him wrong earlier, you thought.

“Um, I slept fine. How about you?”

…

You and Millennial Tree were outside, you resting in a hammock, him reading some book while sitting on the blanket laid across the floor where you both just had a picnic. The peace was interrupted by some green cookie.

“Sir, I must talk to you- Privately..”

“hm” Millennial Tree gets up to talk with him.

You think nothing of it, Millennial Tree told you about a few people that help him with the forest. So you think its something about a plant or animal.

Oh but you were wrong, so wrong.

Millennial Tree comes back, clearly stressed. He walks over to you and picks you up bridal style.

“H-Huh! Where are we going!?”

He didn’t answer you, just started to walk towards a dark area of the forest. You tried to get out of his grasp but just couldnt.

“Come on, I want an explanation. Thats the least you could do.”

He starts to slow down to a normal walk.

“You are being followed, chased, Wanted.” He goes to a stop. “My home is very hard to find.. But an old friend, hes after you.. He knows where my home is but I never showed him where this other place is.” He starts to walk again.

…

“Shouldn’t the posters help Baker find their way home?” Pure Vanilla said.

Him and Eclair were walking down the garden.

“They shouldve, but im not the one you created the posters- Oh! Speak of the devil, theres poster right there!” Eclair picked up the poster. “Oh great heavens..”

“Hm? Whats so wrong with it?-”

The poster was intimidating. ‘Wanted’ was in bold red and so was the bounty.

“Bounty!? Why would there be a bounty on Baker?! They are not a criminal!” Pure Vanilla hit his staff on the ground. “Now tell me, who made these?..” Pure Vanilla looked Eclair in the eyes.

“Im not sure sir, I heard they go by MTWA.”

“hm..” Pure Vanilla then walks off.

…

You and Millennial Tree make it to the place, He still wont tell you what it is. You’re still in his arms, even when he walked in the building.

“Um. You can put me down now.” You tried to squirm out of his arms but his grip on you got tighter.

He went up the stairs in to a luxurious room. He placed you on the bed and then walked to the closet and got you something to sleep in. He placed the clothes on the bed then walked out.

After you got finished changing, you walked to the door to ask Millennial Tree more about this place and his friend. When you pulled on the door it didn’t open, you pushed on the door and it didnt open. You were locked in. You started banging on the door.

“Millennial Tree! Hello! Are you there?!” You yelled.

You backed away from the door to catch your breath after yelling a bit more. You went to the window, it was also locked.

“Dear, are you alright?” Millennial Tree opened the door.

“Why would I? You locked me in a room in a place I dont know!” You got closer to Millennial Tree.

“I know the situation is.. discomforting, but trust me, your safety is my number one priority. I suggest you get some sleep.”

As quickly as you got mad a Millennial Tree, You were just as shocked and your heart dropped when you noticed someone behind him with something pointed at his head. The green cookie is in ropes and he is held by his arm.

to be continued..

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere 2p England x Reader

“Geez! This stain just won’t come off!” You seethed between your teeth as you tried to scrub off a prevailing red stain on the linoleum countertop. Working up a sweat simply scrubbing you decided you’d rather push it off to the manager as a problem for them to solve. You abandoned it with prejudice scurrying to peek at the dwindling customers from the bulky coffee machine. 

Counting. 

One.

Two.

Thre– “Hello Poppet!” 

You jumped as the pastel owner of the bakery seemingly popped out of nowhere. You regained your composure smiling at him.

“Oh hi Mr. Kirkland, how are you doing this evening?” 

You greeted him warmly not only as your actual boss but as the kind man who decided to hire you despite being an outsider in such a small town. Moving into a tight-knit community was hard enough but actually finding someone willing to employ you was harder. But when all seemed lost for you, you stumbled into Oliver’s bakery and it was him that lovingly provided his support as you got back on your feet. 

“Oh, Poppet, didn't we talk about that name?” You swore it sounded like a threat but from all the time you’ve spent with him you knew some of the things he said just sounded like that. 

“Oh uh right Mr-Oliver. Sorry.”

“I don’t know why you even put up with such a lousy tart!” Oh.The manager. 

Luke. He was a nasty one. The spawn of the snotty underhanded mayor, given the position by some favor Oliver owed. The dude was on your back 24/7 hurling insults and complaining about everything you’ve ever done. No doubt it was his excitement for the newblood; manifesting his already unhealthy behavior into the only way he reckons he can interact with you. Oliver told you so when you complained about him. 

“Hello Manager.”

“Oh won't you do me the honors of even saying my name?”

“Shut it Pukeface.”

“”What was that, butter fingers?”

“You two…” A shadow was made by his bowed head before he rose with a twitching smile. “Quit it won’t you? I can’t stand to see you fight after such a long day.”

“Sorry Oliver.” You looked angrily at Luke as he moved past you, clearing out the register; not bothering to even apologize for his behavior. Before you could mumble an apology for him the bell had rung twice as two of the customers departed. Reminded of the lingering few customers, you excused yourself to tend to them, mostly just giving the reminder that you’ll be closing in a few minutes. 

Finally flipping over the closing sign you let out a loud sigh of relief. It had been a long day like the rest since the bakery’s popularity was at an all time high. You called out to Oliver as you closed the blinds warning him of there being no late visitors and that he could officially close the kitchen. You knew better than to walk into the kitchen to tell him. Seeing as Oliver was so adamant about keeping his recipes secret; he even hired you and Luke to manage the front exclusively. The only thing you were responsible for was the taking of orders,the creation of teas and coffee, and that should have been all but thanks to the laziness of Luke you also must clean, be the cashier, and solve any problem that should arise. 

Speaking of the lazy lous, where was he? 

You ducked into the bathroom calling his name and still no response. While Luke wasn’t known to linger after his shift was ended he never would have left without trying to bully you out of your fair share of pastries. These were supposed leftovers that Oliver gave claiming it was just some that he had’nt sold but it always begged the question as to why they were always so warm. Nonetheless it was a courtesy bestowed to only you and Luke many a time went to steal it from you. Yet he was nowhere to be found and while you weren’t complaining you found it odd. 

“Oliver! Oliver, did you see Luke leave? Oliver?” 

You peeked your head outside the back door of the building seeing nothing but the dumpsters and a lone trash bag leaning haphazardly on the wall. You returned back into the bakery looking for the two men and having no look. 

You would have dismissed it and gone home, assured that the next day you could get answers but the muffled yell coming from behind those forbidden kitchen doors made you stop. You stopped and trained your ear toward the door searching for definite evidence. Hearing another muffled scream you decided that someone probably got trapped in the freezer or is in some position to call so desperately for help. Justifying Oliver’s warning with the call for help you pushed past the doors. 

Immediately there was something of a draft running through the pristine kitchen that had shivers running up your spine. You looked around at the clean countertops and mused at the organized ingredients. You had always expected that Oliver might’ve been the time to have a messy workspace with his optimistic gentlemanly appearance. Pushing the thought away you made your way to the freezer which as you expected had the door wideopen. Thinking ahead you dragged a nearby bag of flour in front of the door keeping it open before hearing a barely audible groan from inside. You grimaced as you weaved through the hanging slabs of meat to the barely moving unrecognizable pile. 

You moved quickly trying to ignore the fearful increase of your heart. Why was there any kind of meat in a bakery? Why were they shaped like that? Like humans? Your trembling hands worked as fast as they could to reveal the battered body of Luke.   

“L-luke? W-what are you doing here? Mr. Kirkland said not to go anywhere near his kitchen!” 

The man didn’t retort; he only seemed to shake, letting his nervous brown eyes flit around from anywhere but you. Still pulling off whatever this was off of him you wondered why he didn’t seem to be helping until you removed the final piece. 

“Wh-where are your legs?”

His pants were hollow from the knee down sagging with a liquid that you can assume was blood. You tried to stop your imagination from wondering who did this and why. 

“You have to get me out of here! He’s coming!”

“Who? Who?”

“Oliver! Oliver did this! Now get me out of here!” 

“Mr. Kirkland would never! I-I don’t know what you’re on about but he’d never do that! J-just grab onto me. W-we have t-to take you to the doctors,” You turned and crouched down to carry Luke on your back.”G-get your head checked and–and then we’ll know who really did this.” 

You tried not to think about the logistics of this even as you registered how light he was now. Set on your path you turned to leave right out the freezer door only to be met by the sight of the closed door slamming. 

“NO!” Luke shouted in your ear but you continued walking to the door. Face to face with it you tried pushing it to find no result. Pushing. Pulling. Banging. Yelling. Nothing seemed to work and you were getting panicked. Feeling along the door for some kind of latch or mechanism all you found was the lock hole on the doorknob.

“This..can be locked from the inside?”

“HE’S COMING! HE’S COMING! HE KNOWS HE DID IT ON PURPOSE!”

“Luke can you please be quiet, I need to focus.” 

“Yeah Luke, why don’t you quiet down?” 

You turned to see the man of the hour, Oliver Kirkland standing where you had just walked moments ago, directly behind you and Luke who was now leaned up on the wall nearby. Smiling his usual smile. 

“I-I’m so glad you’re here w-we didn’t mean to come in here but we got trapped an–” 

“Oh Poppet I’m just glad you didn’t leave yet! I was looking for you all over!”

“Y-you were?”

“I was. Did you eat the eclairs I left for you?” 

“Uhm no– uh can you help us get out Luke is injur–”

“Why not?” 

“B-because I heard that Luke was in trouble! Mr. Kirkland, do you realize this is a serious situation!?” 

 “Oliver.”

“Are you listening to me at all right now!?” 

“I don’t like your attitude, Poppet.”

“WHO CARES IF YOU DON’T LIKE IT!” You immediately jumped at your own volume. You’d never shouted at Oliver let alone gotten angry at him for anything. But then again you’d never been afraid of him either. 

He sighed exasperated before looking at you like a disappointed parent. 

“Poppet I don’t stand for tantrums but I’ll forgive you if you eat your eclair now.” 

“What!? No!” 

You tried to go around him but a firm grip on your wrist stopped you. Before you could turn to wrench your arm away you were flung once again to the locked door of the freezer. You were pulled off the door by that same arm only for it to be twisted to your back in a restrictive hold. 

“Ahh!” 

You cried out as more pressure was put on your twisted arm rendering the other one useless. You could feel the warm angry breaths he made along your ear. An eclair was stuck in your face nudging at your pursed lip. 

“Now Poppet, you’ll be a good babe and eat your eclair. Do it.” 

“Ok-ok-but will you help Luke?” 

“Sure dear.” That was easy. 

You took a tentative bite looking into his threatening gaze. You settled to focus on the eclair instead as it seemed the look in his eyes only made your heart beat faster. Taking the last bite you noted the remaining icing coating his fingers. 

“Lick it.” 

“Bu-Ohm!” 

The moment you opened your mouth to protest he shoved his fingers into your mouth. You tried to pull away but the pain in your arm stopped you. Your only option was to let your boss explore the reaches of your mouth leaving nothing untouched. Satisfied, he slowly pulled out making sure to caress the walls of your cheek and making a string of drool from your mouth and his hand. You’d hope he’d just break it ending your embarrassment but he pushed his own cheek closer to yours. Practically kissing you from the side he licked whatever residue of your drool that was left replacing it with his own. It was like he was teasing you with how slow he was moving letting his eyes peer at you in all your vulnerability.

He moved away slowly lingering as he released your arm, all for you to buckle over trying to catch your breath and not trigger your gag reflex. You heard steps walking deeper into the freezer moving around to a specific spot. 

“Were you worried I forgot about you, boy?”

Oh no Luke! 

“WAIT NO PLEA–” 

SLICE

Thunk!

Thunk! 

You were too scared to look but you were sure that Luke was no more. You felt like you owed it to him to at least see how he went. But when you looked up all you could see was the blurry image of a man in a pastel sweater splattered with crimson stains, smiling at you with a heavy blush on his face. 

“Looks like my Poppet is ready for their nap!” You could barely feel the wet and warm hands of Oliver as he cradled your face, trying to grasp how quickly you were losing consciousness.”

“..W..w..hy..?”

“Oh Poppet, bullies fight all the time to get their hands on a sweetness like you!” He put his hands under your arms pulling you into his lap, nuzzling your head as you laid nearly limp. With a peck to your nose and then a peck on your cheek. 

“I just had to be first.”

He kissed you hard against your lips before picking you up. By now you can’t even open your eyes but you hear the sound of the lock and the receding coldness of the freezer. You can hear his humming, the sound of locks clicking, the feel of a plush mattress, and the warmth of another human being. 

“You are only mine (Y/n)...My sweetness…I expect all the bullies to come searching for you and when they do I will gladly bake you more.”

[lovesickletters]

💜𝒮𝑒𝑒𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝑅𝑒𝒹💜

Red Velvet x Reader (Dead Dove | Dark | Character Death | Violence | Yandere)

Liquorice Cookie struggled to catch his breath as the impact of his back colliding with the wall knocked the wind out of him. Gasps fluttered in his chest as he dazedly fought to regulate the furious pumping of his heart and lungs, the miniature skulls decorating his neck clattering against one another in the hollow chimes of bone against bone. The acrid taste of iron rose in his throat and overwhelmed his senses all too quickly. “S-Surely we can talk this out! I’m sure we could come to an agreement, if you just put me down-“

A tsk left the towering threat of a cookie before him, the same grasp around Liquorice’s torso that had indented the wall just moments before tightened enough for him to bite his tongue and silence his babbling for once.

Rage brewed in the crimson cookie, threatening to bubble over as he stared into the glowing yellow eye looking at him in fear, highlighted like a cat’s eye at night. Revulsion clouded Red Velvet Cookie’s vision as fury blinded his thoughts.

“Talk? I don’t need to talk with scum like you.”

A whimper caught in Liquorice’s throat as Red Velvet Cookie cast a murderous look over his trembling form.

*Earlier…*

Red Velvet Cookie sucked in a breath as his posture tensed, eyes narrowing at the *pathetic* sight before him. That idiotic, shabbily dressed cookie was making small talk with them. What the *fuck* did he think he was doing? Did he think he *deserved* your presence? The ridicule in this simple action was plain to see to any cookie with a set of functioning eyes. They were on a whole other level from that filth, why were they indulging his wonderfully simple-minded behaviour? Perhaps they had taken pity on him.

Red Velvet flexed his monstrous hand against a nearby tree trunk, appreciating the way his carved fingers trailed across the wood, just barely catching on it enough to make a mark on the surface. That was the trouble with his darling. They were too *soft*. Considering other Cookie’s thoughts and feelings, being sympathetic to their trivial little plights. If they wanted to survive in this world they wouldn’t manage on being soft alone. The tips of his claws pressed deeper into the soft wood bark, making an indentation that he worsened by dragging them across, carving shallow marks into the flesh of the tree. That smug smile sprung to mind once more as he raked his claws across the trunk with increasing ferocity. Those infuriatingly bright eyes that always held a mocking look to them and put a sickening taste in Red Velvet’s mouth. That jeering cackle that never failed to make his bloodstream pulse with abhorrence. Red Velvet’s vision began to fill with a curious crimson haze as he felt the back of his head throb under the stress of such strong emotion, a haze that was so thick it almost felt tangible, choking the air around him and curling around his claws individually like a blistering smoke that felt hot and uncomfortable. He was so busy studying this smog it took a few minutes before he noticed the fallen tree before him and the two cookies in the distance casting looks in his direction with confusion and concern. Without a second thought he pulled away back into the shelter of the tree line and made a swift departure.

The treck home did him no favours in this regard, the fresh air and biting wind only causing him to pull his jacket tighter around his shoulders with a huff, seeking shelter in the fur trim that tickled his cheeks. Even worse than the cold was the *heat*. Every part of him burned to the core, it felt like the marrow was melting in his bones, blood bubbling and boiling in his veins. It was hellish, the only relief he sought for was in the freeze frame of his darling’s face just before he left, one written in concern, concern for *him.* The disquiet painted on their expression was higher art than the finest masterpiece located in Eclair’s gallery. An oasis in the heat that scratched at his heart and tore at his chest. A brief gulp of air before he was dragged back under into the turmoil of the waves of jealousy that pushed and pulled him this way and that. Red Velvet found his pace slowing as he mulled over the divine moment of recognition in his beloved’s gaze, one that was not quite of recognition, but in the process of it, the perturbed indentation of an ever so slight frown creasing their brow as they chased after the tail end of discerning. It was humorous, if not delightful, and a new kind of warmth poured into his figure, closer to that of velvety hot chocolate that quenched the aching fire consuming him, if only for a moment of peace as his cheeks flushed at the thought of their sweetly perplexed expression.

To his dismay, the heat and stifled air of the cake tower to which he called home did nothing to clear the fog smothering his headspace, if anything it worsened it, the dense haze swarming his every thought like a plague of red beetles, scuttling hither and to, devouring what little remained of his sane and safe thoughts. The only thing shining clear through the fog was those *damned* eyes, shining bright as if to taunt him, to tell him he would never be as close to his darling, would never feel the same friendly pat on the shoulder, not when he skulked and brooded in the shadows like a common thief. Not while the real thief ran around scott free in the light.

Red Velvet was pulled from his thoughts with little to no warning by a cool, wet sensation on the back of his regular hand. A small yip followed the lick to his hand, greeted by the sight of one of his beloved cake hounds looking up at him, holding a small red ball in its mouth in excitement for playtime. Despite himself, he couldn’t help the genuine smile that crept up on him, kneeling down to wrestle away the throw toy to toss it away for the cake hound to scamper after with a series of joyful barks. It wasn’t all bad.

However it wasn’t long before this moment was interrupted by an all too familiar high pitched voice shattering his minute of peace.

“RED VELVET COOKIE? ARE YOU HOME? Where is that beast?!”

A growl of frustration threatened in his throat before it died as quickly as it rose. It seemed he had a guest.

“Talk? I don’t need to talk with scum like you.” Red Velvet caught the end of a whimper dying in Liquorice’s throat before he was silent, allowed Red to continue. “What makes you think. You have the *fucking* right.” His grip *squeezed*, causing his prey’s breath to catch before he eased, if only slightly. “To anything?”

Liquorice wheezed before replying carefully, picking through his words like a field of land mines for what was quite possibly the first and only time in his life, and at this rate looking to be the last as well. “Wh-what do you mea-“ He was cut off by a snarl.

“I mean what makes you think you have the right?? To talk to them, to be near them, *to breathe the same air as them.* You’re pathetic. You don’t deserve any of it.”

It was then that a small bubble of courage popped in Liquorice’s chest, pushing aside his self preservation in the process. “Oh and I suppose you think you do?? Weirdo, always stalking around in the shadows! What have you done for them?!”

Red Velvet was silent for a moment as he was forced to sink his teeth into this particularly harsh truth. No, not truth. It couldn’t be, he would *not* lower himself to that of this… this rat. He was better than that. He would *always* be better. The burning in his blood coaxed him onward, one movement at a time. “You wouldn’t understand. Earthbread would be better off without vermin like you. In fact, I think I’ll do a little pest control.”

It was done. No turning back now. As he knelt to wash his claws off, staining the puddle with a sticky, saccharine, crimson substance. He paused to lick off the particularly stubborn patches, savouring the sweet flavour before sighing contentedly. “If I can’t taste their lips… I suppose this will have to do.”

[ladymochawrites]

CRK x !READER HEADCANONS AND MINI FANFIC REQUESTS

as of now, I am taking small requests. please be patient as I can be busy at times. I’m trying my best to be active here and I’ll do my best to fulfill all requests. I decided to pitch in the bandwagon as well because reading crk hcs and fanfic gave me that idea to do so!

Not the best when it comes to writing stuff like this. Just as long as you’re comfortable with the topics listed here, I will do them on your behalf! (: all crk characters are depicted to be 18+ (THIS IS NOT FROM THE ACTUAL FRANCHISE ITSELF, NOR IT IS NOT CONFIRMED, BUT JUST A HC)

these are the following crk characters that I’ll be able to do:

- Espresso***

- Madeleine***

- Red Velvet**

- Almond

- Latte

- Black Raisin

- Licorice

- Café Mocha (my cookie sona)

- Sparkling

- Herb

- Clover

- Mint Choco

- Vampire

- Eclair (NEW)***

- Dark Choco (NEW)

- Purple Yam (NEW)

Pairings

- canon x reader

- canon x canon

- canon x reader x canon

- canon x mocha

- canon x mocha x reader

- mocha x reader

These are the topics that I’m willing to do and that I’m comfortable with if you guys are too:

- smut

- fluff

- soft

- yandere (preferably soft)

- death

- sensitive topics (self-harm, angst, etc.)

- poly relationships

- platonic relationships (womance and bromance)

DEFINITELY WILL NOT DO:

- incest

- r@pe

- pedophilia

✨ please fill free to send a message through my inbox! not sure if I have the “ask” option available on my page since I’m still not used to the features and how to enable them on tumblr! thanks guys (: I will be pinning this on my page.

[kalopses-sonderes]

Let’s see other yanderes, shall we?

Dark cacao cookie: very obsessive, will always have a watcher looking for you at any given moment, if the watcher or the king itself sees you with a guy friend, the king will exiled your friend because of a crime “he committed”, if you have a boyfriend, your partner will be sentence to the dungeon never to be seen again, or will be executed (in secret of course). When he kidnaps you, it’s kinda simple, lock you up in the castle, all the watchers keeping an eye on you 24/7. Caramel arrow and Crunchy chip cookie will  be 100% devoted for their king, but why, why are they supporting someone like that, that kidnaps a person in the name of love? Maybe they are too devoted, maybe they are trying to show something to dark cacao cookie, or maybe they like to see their king, somewhat happy again.

Millennial tree cookie: again possessive, wind archer cookie, will always keep an eye for you, if you have a guy friend or a boyfriend, millennial tree cookie won’t show any expressions of jealousy, but inside he is jealous, he is sad, he is filled with anger. Wind archer might think that his master is going a bit too far, but will always mindlessly do what his master says, even kidnapping you, or taking somebody’s life, in name of love and his master happiness. But when millennial tree needs to dirty his hands, he will, if wind didn’t manage to kill your friend, he will go there and kill him, for you.

Roquefort cookie: let’s say that you are almond cookies partners in fighting crime and love, when Roquefort cookie is stalking you and sees his love with his enemy, in the next time when you and your boyfriend, encounters him in a rooftop, he won’t be the same, you will see him annoyed, angry, jealous? He will try to push your boyfriend out of the rooftop, it’s not for a element of surprise, he wants almond cookie dead, if his plan fails, he will kidnap you. In the end IF the police arrest him, and find you after your kidnap, expect him being sentence of crimes, such as, stealing, robbery, kidnapping and attempted Murder of a police officer, or detective in this case.

Eclair cookie: Ah yes, the nerd, when he saw you at his museum, he was stunned by your beauty, he really likes his artifacts, but with you is different, he tried to explain an relic to show off, but he couldn’t because of your beauty. Let’s get to the point, the guy has like 8 scrolls talking about you, with personal informations, like eye colors, height, weight, etc. In his office he would have a little museum showing things like, photos of you, strings of your hair, and bits of fabric of your clothes. This stupid cookie would probably try to put the air with your scent in a bottle. If you visited his museum with another guy, expect to happen a lot of “accidents” in the museum and him trying to show off at the same time. “Oh dear, did The Breath of the Depths that could cut the sea in half, fell of and almost killed your friend, what a bummer” said Eclair. “(Gasp) did the right wing from the skeleton dragon, that has bones virtually indestructible, fell down and almost crushed to crumbles, your friend, he is very lucky.” Said Eclair Cookie in frustrated tone. Next thing you know, you are tied up and gaged, lying in the cold floor of eclair’s office, with the body of your friend shoved inside a chest.

I am not sure about Roquefort part

Omg your ideas are just amazing.

Millennial tree: Wind archer would feel pity for you. He knows what his master is doing is wrong, but he was told not to listen to you. He just cares about his master opinion and orders too much. You could be screaming and crying to him to let you leave while Millennial Tree is out tending to some outside business, he wouldnt dare listen to you. He reports all the things that happened to millennial tree once he gets back and lets him deal with you.

Eclair: post kidnapping with Eclair. While you are all pretty and tied up for him, he would go on about how much he loves you. Shows you all the photos, missing clothes, hair chunks, your favorite shoes, and spare keys to your home. He reads you poems and story's he made about you and him being together. Post kidnapping i think he would become more delusional, oh your trying to break the window and leave? No, your just trying to get fresh air! But a side of him would still be cautious, that window will now be barricaded on the outside so if you do open that window again you cant fall out! Hes gonna always be near you, say goodbye to ever having alone time. Not even in the bathroom can you be alone, hes there or is looking through hidden cameras. He just doesn’t want you to get hurt after all! Theres heavy things that would crush you if they were to fall!

[kalopses-sonderes]

ginger tea n earl gray for espresso ! and if you felt like it, could you do ginger tea for eclair or affogato too?

Espresso

Earl gray: How does this character worship baker?

-He does it it private so no one sees him do it. Got body pillows and coffee named after you. its in a secret room in his work area.

ginger tea: What would this character do if they were caught having a shrine of baker?

-I think madeline or latte would catch him. They just barge into is office and see him holding the body pillow whispering things to it.

-they are gonna tease him for the rest of his life

Eclair

ginger tea: What would this character do if they were caught having a shrine of baker?

-hes most likely to get caught.

- he has thousands of scrolls about you! He would get caught reading them in front of a picture he has of you... Reading them out loud..

-Im not sure who would catch him in the act, but he would be heavily embarrassed

Affogato

ginger tea: What would this character do if they were caught having a shrine of baker?

-He would try and convince the person that they didnt see it.

-He would stay as far away from that person and stay away from you.

-he would be like ‘what if they told baker?! I’d me doomed!’

[kalopses-sonderes]

SELF AWARE CRK TEA EVENT(TEMPORARILY CLOSED❌❌)

The questions will be based on tea flavors!

- (optional) You can choose a type of senerio with it from my masterlist! Like queen! Reader or Male child! Reader. Example “can i get queen! Reader with self aware Almond cookie, matcha please?”

-example on how to order/request “can i get a ice tea for almond cookie?”

Surprise me: I get to choose the tea and you choose the character !

Ice tea: What lengths would this character go to protect baker?

sweet tea: if this character could take baker on a date, where would they take them?

Earl gray: How does this character worship baker?

green tea: What would tea dates be like with baker and this character?

ginger tea: What would this character do if they were caught having a shrine of baker?

Black tea: How would this character react id baker hated them?

Peach tea: how would this character show baker how much they love them?

Matcha: How would this character respond if baker got them a gift?

Mint tea: What doea this character do for baker when they’re sick?

White tea: Does this character gossip with baker?

Oolong tea: You make your own question!