#yandere Emperor x reader

[scara-writes]

sweetheart

Yandere Emperor X Consort! (F)Reader X Yandere Crown Prince(platonic)

милашка-sweetheart according to google correct me if im wrong!

CW: kidnapped, reader is look down upon by the nobles, infantilize, forced pregnancy, dehumanizing, mentions of attempt suicide, false rumor, power imbalance, worshipping, delusional(?)

NOTE: Crown Prince is at the age of 16(he is your first/oldest son). Reader is around 36-38. Emperor is two year younger than the reader. Also I don't speak russian everything is google (the empire is not based on irl russian empire but a fantasy world like the manhwas/shoujou isekai we read) and english is not my first language you can clearly see when you read the story. This is purely a fiction and I do not mean to offend anyone.

I DO NOT CONDONE ANY ACTION IN THIS FICTION.

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Running is not ideal for a 5 month pregnant woman like you.

When you tried to seek help from your parents for the first time, they never helped you because who would believe an illegitimate daughter who was frowned upon by nobles.

You are an illegitimate child of the duke and a humble maid who passed away shortly after giving birth, but despite this, you are a physically and mentally healthy child. You even managed to withstand the attempts of your stepmother and your half-sister to discredit you in the family, and didn't even find a help to your neglectful father who busies himself of taking home many women from brothel.

That was in the past but you were desperate when you ask for their assistance. However, you never heard from them ever since you bore your first child, Ize.

Ize your son. Your lovely crown prince son grew up to be like your husband with his teachings. You tried to persuade him to never listen to his father but he only shook his head and told you that all his teaching that he was learning from his old man was to protect you.

Afraid that it will stress you even more in this suffocating high walls to protect you during your pregnancy and well being, Ize-the crown prince would be willing to act like a little kid for you. He would occasionally brew you a cup of tea that you enjoy or give you a handmade gift, such as an embroidered handkerchief, to show you that he was thinking of you and that said skill you taught him when he was a child. Knowing the child, this kind of acts is for him appease the worries you have;he is different behind closed doors of your confined palace where your eyes and ears can't reach; your crown prince son is a different person who will be willing to shed the blood of others just for you.

And it seems that the morals that you taught him must have been thrown out of the window thanks to your husband.

So here you are after escaping from the hundreds gazes of a watchful loyal hounds around your palace you escape, it wasn't easy since you are carrying the emperor's second child. You heard on a passing by servants that the two tyrants had a meeting with the other nobles and the neighboring kingdom, this is a rare occurrence that the two left you alone. It took you an hour to escape the royal grounds before exploring around the town till you found a port that would take you to another country. This is your only chance to escape that suffocating palace that those two tyrants confined you in. Your Husband, Yuri can't leave you alone not when he found out that you are with his child-a second child at that. Even before you were pregnant with his first child, his wary gaze and infantilization to you had multiplied tenfold.

Your husband spread the rumors about you being mentally ill. But why would he do such a thing? You reflected to yourself and it devastate you to realize it was his scheme to prevent you from seeking help from his subjects to escape. Only the royal physician and your husband were aware of this bogus illness. It felt betrayal that he has to make that action so he can confide you more.

Your husband's scheme worked. Even your own son believed the spewing lies coming from his father, and the nobles never gossip about you as if it was a taboo ever since you were married to the emperor. Speaking ill about the emperor's consort was just as good as the reaper visiting you by the second you speak those words. Only praises coming from their filthy mouths were allowed.

No one bats an eye on you, even the servants who serves under you. They will bathe you, serve you food, refreshments, but none of them will engage or start a conversation with you. When someone last made an effort to assist your escape, a kind servant at that. The lowest mining pit, which is worse than death, The emperor bestowed upon them to be sent the servant's family, including the said servant. High ranked criminals labour in a pit there for 18 hours with a maximum 4 hour break the rest of the hour are for necessities like sleeping, with much less food and income. In short, a death torture for them.

You implore your husband to kill them rather than send them there, the only thing he said to you that it wasn't your fault they were sent there. Something along the lines of—"you were acting like this because of your condition. That servant was attempting to kill you." He told you that in front of other servants. Everyone compliments his action for 'protecting' you. His cunning red eyes looks at you that none of the servants and nobles noticed but you did. It was a warning for you to behave or he will do worse.

Yuri has never harmed you, physically. but he will harm others who want to separate you from him.

The only time you regret your decision is when you met Yuri—he was about to meet his demise by the hands of his brothers if it weren't for you stumbling to see him in the middle of the night on an alleyway of the tsvetok village struggling to breathe from the deep pools of his own blood. So you drag his half dead body into your abandoned chamber—which is rarely visited by servants—that your father bestowed for you when you were born. Aiding his deep wounds, helping him heal up, befriending him, falling in love—

You purse your lips and gave a small wince feeling your belly is starting to ache, the kick from your unborn child thumps under your long dress.

My child please, Now is not the time! you gently brush your belly soothingly before leaning on the lamp post that dimly lit the night. You sigh in relief when you felt the baby inside of you cease on kicking. Although you were a little further from the palace when you looked behind you, you still needed to move quickly. Right now, you assume that Yuri or a servant that was suppose to serve you had definitely find out that you were gone this afternoon and notify the knights and some of high ranking mage to find you immediately, but the sun had already been sunk by the evening. They must have been having a hard time finding you. A little more 18 minute walk and you'll be able to ride on the ship that will help you travel to another empire, or any nation.

"ort---s--ing!" you turn to your left to look one of the vendors of the nights were gossiping. A woman with her husband was panting, assuming he was running to deliver a news to his family. His cloth headband on his raggedy hair is soaking. He took a deep breath before repeating what he said earlier. A dread of fear rise from your throat as he uttered his next words,

"The Emperor's Consort is missing! The Emperor's knights are blocking all way out!"

You heart felt like dropping when you saw a nearby knight were looking one by one at the women nearby, specifically women who are similarly pregnant like you. Speaking of the devil, they are already here!

Knights in horses, mages running around the busy street. Some of them stopping women who has similar hair color as you to assess if they found the right person.

"Oh my! I'm hoping the consort is doing okay! She must have acted such way due to her failing mental state. The emperor must have been worried sick, I can't imagine the devastion look of the emperor especially their son!" said the woman to her husband.

You hid your hair with your cape and quickly blend in with the busy road of the night town. Muttering, "excuse me!", "Apologize!" As you force your way around the crowd. One arm around your belly to protect child, while your hand went to sling your bag with clothes and some gold coins. as you bump so many people on the crowd. You look edges of the town, at the gate, to see all the possible exits were starting to get block by the imperials knights and mages. You bit your lips frustration as you felt the hope of getting your freedom back is slipping away from your grasp.

Your plan of getting to the port has been discarded after seeing a two mage and three knights were on their way there. Even if you did go in town's gate the gatekeepers will inspect people who are exiting and entering.

But...

You look at the old man who was riding a donkey with his carriage towards to exit of the gate, fruits were laying under the cloth. An Idea quickly pop your head but you are desperate to leave this suffocating country so you have no choice but to execute it.

Your silent foot falls went behind on a slow moving carriage before climbing up silently and quickly, in your haste and desperation movement, you didn't feel as though you had torn your cape at the wooden edge of the carriage before taking the fabric that was covering the fruits that keeps them from dust and dirt. You carried a handful of fruits before slowly sitting down beside it then covering yourself with the said fabric and the remaining fruit fast enough before the knights from the gate of this region would notice you. You wince when one of the fruit hit your belly but not enough to endanger the baby.

"Have you seen this lady?" A man in his mid 60s look at the paper, he squint his eyes as he held his old lightly crack glasses to take a better look. Your (e/c) eyes look at the gapping hole of the carriage and gulp fearfully when you saw your portrait on the paper holding by the imperial knight.

"O-oh...sa-aw her!" you held your breath when the old man spoke. The two knights look at each other before listening to the next word of what the old man would say.

He lick his dry lips before continuing, his voice's struggling due to his old age, "If I-Im..not mistake-en the lady in the p-picture look like the lady I saw by the lampost o..on the rozahk street!"

You exhaled in relief since you mistakenly believed that the elderly man had just seen you, but he actually noticed you five minutes' walk from the gate to roza street. However, this would also let them know that you are actually close by.

The imperial knights gave the elderly merchant a nod as they hastily walked around the city, alerting a nearby mage to use a spell to track you. They quickly tell their subordinates for a new command.

You felt the carriage starts to move. Hugging yourself for reassurance especially at your upcoming baby that everything will be okay.

You weren't escaping just for yourself but for your second child that will be born. You don't want your kid to become like their older brother and learn from their father. Ruthless, and doesn't have a compassion to another human. You want your kid to have a brighter future, away from the blood shed. You hope that if you got caught or killed by your husband in the future. You will tell your second child to run away and never look back, when you are gone.

You ignored how uncomfortable it was to sleep in the fruits. You close your eyes and see the farm neighborhood that the carriage passed as well as the slowly dissipating kingdom that was beginning to appear as a dot on the horizon.

The abrupt shake of your ride woken you up. You hear noises outside the carriage and glance through the hole to see that light was creeping through, signaling that it was dawn but sun has yet to come in the horizon. What is happening?. You peek above the cloth seeing that you don't have enough visual on what's happening. A dusty road lay in front of you, and woods surrounded you. You turn around to look behind you and realize that the palace is no longer in sight. A sense of relief that you were indeed far from that prison.

A bunch of voices caught your ears, you turned to look to your right.

Your whole body went pale.

Your son-the crown prince was chatting with each of the roadside merchants who had just exited from their vehicle not far from where you were. The imperial warriors and mages that were conversing with the other sellers the same task as your son was doing just behind him.

You curse yourself, how did they come here to fast?

You need to leave before they notice that you are inside this carriage. Just as you swiftly escape your imprisonment. You carefully stood up, removing the fabric that was covering you and the fruits, ignoring the woozy and aches from your muscle pain for not moving too much from the entire night.

A creak was heard in your vehicle when you tried to climb down. Snapping your eyes back at them, to witness if they heard the mistake you made. To your relief, The prince and the other guards were still busy interrogating.

They didn't hear me..

You reach down and starts to stalk away from them, your hands were trembling. Stepping back to reach the wood just a 5 meters behind you. It didn't matter if you get lost in the woods, as long as they don't catch you.

No, you would rather live in a woods, in a forest where no one can reach you.

As you step forward carefully in to the woods, you didn't notice from your cautious and anxious state that your boots crack a twig, just like the cliché you previously read. The nearest knight snaps his head at the sound. He was perplexed before realizing that the woman from the paper in his hand resembles you.

"Her majes-"

You dash toward the woods. The imperial knights sought to catch up to you, as you heard him behind. You grab a nearby rock and shot it directly to his skull, and it hits him.

You ignored the yelp as he yells your honorific causing the nearby knights hear him and went for his aid, before they realize what he was yelling and starts to chase after you.

You felt the dress that was getting stuck on some of bushes and dried branches, resulting to have your dress to be ripped.

Heartbeat were thumping agressively, adrenaline were rushing around your body. One of your hands went up to your belly protecting it from getting injured despite your legs were now full of scratches and bruises from the twigs, and sharp edges of these woods. You feel your legs ache.

"Mother!" You faintly hear a galloping horses along with your son's voice behind you.

Your mistake was to look behind you while running away. You saw how your son and his guards were starting to gain just to bring you back to that hellhole. Your son Ize was reaching up his hand to take you back, his red orbs were full of concern and anxiousness.

"Mother! It's me,Ize! Please, slow down you will hurt yourself!"he yelled."Mother! Think about my sibling! Your child! Listen to me! Don't let this illness take over you!"

Poor child, he thought all of this nonsense that you are doing was because of your bogus illness.

You were about to stop when you saw a nearby cliff but a trunk made you tripped.

You screamed feeling a misstep when you realized you are falling, instinctively cradling your pregnant belly, protecting it as you roll down from the ground. A piercing scream was heard—from your son. Your head colliding to the three and it felt like your head would split open.

Your eyes were blurry from the impact. Touching your belly if there was injury. Atleast trying to feel your lower part if there was bleeding through your thighs other than your legs.

You look up at the steep cliff to see your son was sliding down, crying out your title as his mother. You saw his red orbs were full of tears as it glides down to his cheeks. The last thing you saw before your vision was consumed by the darkness was his hands reaching up to your head.

You were awoken by the sound of the chirping birds coming from the balcony.

You coughed, feeling the dryness from your throat. You eyes were blurry for a few minutes before clearing to see that you were back to the same imprisonment.

But....

It wasn't the same room you shared with your husband. Are you...even in the palace?

You took your time to assess your surroundings only to realize that the room has similarities of the royalties room that are exiled but it looked renovated, one of your husband's brothers used to live here before taking his own life. You felt grim about the thought of it.

After his brother's passing you heard from one of the maids that he turned it into a vacation palace for royalties.

It was different from the last time you saw it. It was much more cleaner and better. It looked good after it was renovated.

Wait, the baby.

THE BABY!

You eyes quickly gaze down to your belly. Hands quickly feeling around them, you exhale in relief when you felt a small kick from your stomach. You felt your tears at the edge of your eyes. It was a miracle that the heavens hadn't take your unborn child away.

I'm sorry baby...

They would have died from the stupidity you'd done!

You laid down to your right side of the bed and cradle in your stomach muttering a soft apologies and starts fluttering your eyes to go back to sleep.

But somethings not right. You felt like a pair of eyes watching you, looking at you.

Observing you.

You opened your eyes and look up only to see your pair of red eyes staring down at you.

Your husband, the emperor sitting on a wingback couch, his face resting at his hand while the elbow is resting at the arm of the couch beside him is a kettle with a cup that rest on top of the bedside table.

You feel your body tense up, you tried to get up and turn to look at your husband.

"Y-your majesty." You called but it sounded like a whisper. You don't know what he will do to you. Sure, he never hurt you physically but this is the first time you'd gotten far away from the place he imprison you in.

You gulped, will he hurt you this time?

"I-I'm... I.." you cannot come up a word,an excuse, what if he gets sick of you? What would happen to your child?

You felt your breath shorten. Tears are starting to swell up in your cheeks.

A rough hand brush on your cheeks before cupping it. You found your partner is already beside you on the bed.

He didn't speak he just let you weep as he brush away your tears. You stammer your words wanting to apologize. The emperor handed you a cup of water and you took it quenching the thirst from your larynx.

Once you drank it all, you hiccup trying to stop your tears from coming out. You felt his hands caressing your belly. "H-husband.."you gulped.

"hush,милашка."he commanded and you held your tongue and closed your eyes when he leans on your cheeks before engulfing you with his arms around you. You felt suffocating around him like a snake coiling around your body.

You feel tensed as he starts peppering kisses on your shoulders and neck before resting his lips to your earlobes, you shudder when he kissed it.

His right hand from your waist slid up under your loose sleeve before sliding it down, your emperor leaned down giving your shoulder a hickey. You whimpered trying to push him away but he hadn't budge an inch. Once he was satisfied he let your skin go with a pop before looking at the red mark he left.

The same hand went to brush your hair, tuck it behind your ear before leaning his forehead against yours. His red eyes held adoration, affection, but most of all obsession.

"милашка." He muttered closing his eyes sighing, he brush his lips against yours before deepening it.

He kept calling you, held you in his arms gently. The same arms that has full of blood that slay so many heads to get to the top of this food chain.

He laid you down before kissing every finger tips of yours and then clasping it with his rough hands as he called for you.

"милашка...."

".... my милашка..."

He pressed one kiss on your collarbone. "None of this is your fault..." He told you.

"... This illness will be the death of you."

Your heart broke for him. He really delude himself that everything you did to get away from him was because of your 'illness'.

"... Everything will be fine, darling. I will take care of you." He dampened his lips one last time onto your lips before leaving you in your new confinement.

[lylian333]

~Yandere emperor x reader~

warning: read at your own risk, traumatizing, dark historical shits, noncon, force, many misunderstandings,sexual harrest , angst ,age gap, everything here is quite insane, historical au, he's fucking crazy, killing, insults, English is not my first langue(if there's any warning I didn't put, tell me)

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(this is not my art I found it on Pinterest, and in the comment section it's said that it was made by AI so💀)

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Princess (y/n) Laurier has been best friends with Princess Alyssa Everett since you both were just 6 years old. You both have many things in common, such as interests, opinions, and much more.

You both would usually hang out around each other's kingdom; you don't have any issues with her except with her father, Emperor Edward Everett. He was the hottest, most handsome man you have ever met, and you still do now.

You have had a huge crush on him that felt like butterflies inside your stomach since the day you met him, but he always has that emotionless face and rarely smiles unless at his wife, your best friend's mother. You know this from Princess Alyssa; she would complain about how cold and serious he is.

You still ignore those and try getting to know him, but he just looks annoyed or just straight-up ignores you, but you ignore it and still continue liking him. Not only that, you're not the only one; it's obvious that everyone that has met him, females and even males, all drool for him.

You still have some sense in you, and you also have to respect the Everett queen and Princess Alyssa since she is your best friend. You can't just let some love ruin the relationship you both had. You can't. She is like a sister to you. She helps you when you're confused; she protects and defends you when you were getting laughed at; she is there when you needed someone the most. It's not worth losing a relationship like this, and so your liking toward his father slowly dies down.

But things change when you grow up and start having features and curves and in the end, you become a gorgeous woman, many people are jealous of you even Princess Alyssa confesses to you about it and some desperately want you. You reject all of them since none of them are worthy of you, and you're disinterested in them.

Your intense gaze and soft complexion, with your structured face and striking presence, are on par with an iconic beauty, paired with the warmth and softness in your expression, which are very delicate. You would struggle to not look at yourself when there is a mirror.

You still have some feelings toward Emperor Edward, but you manage to hide it and be able to not think about him when talking to him.

The worst thing that could have happened was that the Queen of Everett died from childbirth while trying to give birth to the heir to the throne, but it went to a disaster. It was devastating news to hear from everyone.

The emperor was absolutely devastated and even despised the child. From that moment on he would never talk to anyone unless it was part of a duty, but other than that he would ignore the servant's advisers and even his own kids, which left Princess Alyssa depressed since she had to bear her mother's death, her father's coldness, and the baby boy that her mother lost her life to.

That week she came crying to you when you came to visit her and attended the funeral of the Everett Queen death. You decide to stay at Everett Palace for a few months before going back to Laurier Kingdom.

You promised Princess Alyssa that you'd take care of her and her baby brother, and so you did. After all, back at your kingdom and your family, you have 6 siblings, plus you, and you are the third eldest, which makes you the middle You have experience with babies after the experience of you sibling that you swear are more naughtyer when you take care of them.

In those months of staying, Emperor noticed that you had to take care of the baby boy and Princess Alyass when he found you singing a lullaby for them to fall asleep.

At that moment something in him awoke, something dark, horrible, and disgusting. He knew this was wrong, but who was there to stop him? Not even himself could do that.

From that moment on, he would try getting close to you and getting to know you better; by that, he would call you into his office or into his chamber. When talking, he would get close to you, too close, to the point that he's invading your personal space by burying his face in your hair, breathing in that sweet, gentle scent, or sucking and biting your earlobe.

You knew this was wrong. You both knew this was wrong, but you guys still continued. Your brain keeps telling you to stop and that this is your best friend's father, but your gut tells you to continue. For your best friend Princess Alyssa's sake.

At one of those meetings, you confess to him that you don't want to continue these "meetings" to respect your best friend Alyssa and her baby brother Prince James.

But when he hears that you swear you could feel the air getting tense and his face looks tense as well, and with clenched fists, he looks like he could kill someone that might have been you or others.

He then pushes you onto his office desk and forcefully rips your clothes off. All you can remember that day was just horror, pure fucking horror. It haunts your dreams, memories, and everything that you see that can somehow be related to the day you and he were together.

The cherry on top is Emperor Endward sends an arranged marriage to your kingdom between you both; you pray that your parents would reject this offer, but no. Instead, they accept it and send you a letter telling you the reasons that this could help our kingdom very much and this could give you a better future and more, but all you care about is that you're trapped with him. They also added in that they would be unable to see because of the distance of the two kingdoms and that it is time to set you free.

Oh, how you wish it were true to let you spread your wings and have your own freedom.

You hated everything, mostly yourself. You hated yourself for not being more alert and not telling anyone, not even your own family or close ones; you—you can't even describe the feeling that you're feeling at that point. You quite literally were disgusted by yourself.

You cry all day long to the point where Princess Alyssa hears it and finds you, and you vomit out all the things that happened while still crying. You wish the earth could just eat you whole, make you disappear from the earth, from this world, from this life.

You keep pressuring yourself that this is your fault for days till your hair has a few strands of white hair that you have noticed.

The wedding was within the week, and you both got married and wed. That very day and night of the "honeymoon," he slams you against the bed carelessly and forcibly spears open your legs with his hand while another pins both your head on top of your head.

You whisper near your ear,True to be told, I have actually noticed that since you were just a little girl, you always had a crush on me, so technically you wanted this to happen, so don't cry like last time, dear."

Your eyes go wide when you hear that he actually noticed. He knows that you have no words—absolutely no words.

That night was as horrible and traumatizing as the night you both had together. Princess Alyssa personally tries to help you escape; even after the marriage, she still supports you, even knowing the fact you are technically her stepmother.

But she accepted you, and you were quite stunned at how she handled the situation. Even though it was like hell, she still helped, whether by holding you while you were crying or whatever she was still there. It felt like she was starting to take care of you instead of you taking care of her like how you first promised.

In one of the many attempts of you trying to escape and her helping you with it, you both were caught, and Emperor Edward decided to punish you by isolating you and sentencing Princess Alyssa to be beheaded, his own daughter.

And you were forbidden to give her any visits after the situation. You didn't get the chance to even give her the last hug or talk or anything, not even a goodbye. You even threatened to kill yourself if he didn't allow you to see her, but he just laughs at you and tells the guards to throw you inside a dungeon where there's nothing, not even a window, so you have to rely on the fire outside.

Just like that, she's gone forever. You cry for days and refuse to eat, sleep, or even drink. The king himself has to personally force-feed you so that you don't die. You even scream and beat him as hard as you can in rage whenever you see him, but he just stands there, not unbothered. You might as well think that he doesn't even care or feel anything anymore, no remorse, no nothing, just disgusting lovesick eyes looking at you.

"I just can't get enough of you, love~"

Your life goes on until you have had enough, like enough one more year of this. You seriously don't think you want to be reincarnated into another life. You desperately want to feel things instead of being trapped in the shared chamber all day long, only allowed to go out to the garden for 1 hour to get fresh air with a few ladies in waiting and your own trusted servants near you to keep being aware of you and make sure you're not doing anything harmful to yourself or escaping.

You came up with the stupidest and most shameful idea. You decide to frame yourself for cheating on Emperor Edward and confess to him that you cheated. Making up fake clues for others to notice and gossip about, but the emperor refuses to believe it, so you told him personally.

"I cheated on you, Edward."

"You must be joking, dear. How would you even be able to do that, hm?"

but you just keep repeating the sentence, "I cheated on you."

This makes him overthink and triggers him, and he ends up struggling with you to death in the process. You still keep repeating the sentence, which forces him to grip your neck even harder till you are no longer breathing—not even a single movement, just soulless eyes staring straight.

When he realized that it was too late and there was no turning back, he let go of your neck, and you collapsed onto the ground, dead. He kneeled down next to you; finally, at this moment, he felt guilty for everything. He reflected on the things he had done to you, the amount of damage. Why didn't he think about this earlier? Maybe that could help him.

No, it's your fault for cheating on him. How dare you filthy women cheat on an emperor that has done everything for her sake? To this day he still blames you, but part of him does regret not caring what you felt and thought. He only treated you like a toy, a glass doll that would easily be broken. But he just couldn't help but love you with all his might, even if it meant hurting you.

He tried to keep your body from decomposing and rotting and would soak you in water to slow down the decomposing. He even went mad and brought you to the throne room for events, dressed you properly, stuffed you with cotton to keep you looking more alive, and said to others, "My wife is doing well; look at her, she's such a sleepy head; look at her sleeping, hehe…"

Sadly, eventually, he had no other choice but to finally bury you because your body was decomposing and smelling really bad. At the funeral, he gives a speech on how she was in his life and how he can't believe she died before him from 'sickness' and oh how sad he was and how he saw her glowing up into an elegant woman and more.

Prince James also gave a speech about how you try helping out, that he always sees her as a mother figure, and how (y/n) has always tried her best. He was innocent in all of these; as well, he even balled his eyes out when he found out that you died.

At the very last moment of seeing your face, he cupped your cheek one last time.

"Oh, how much I will miss you oh how I wish that I could go with you as well, but it's fine you don't need to worry love In my will, when I die, I'm going to be buried right next to you." He says that while chuckling while feeling remorse.

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omg, there are so many things I want to comment on but erm yeah this is how it is??? it could have been worse

[theroyalyandere]

smutty yandere dilf! emperor? 😍😍 reader is like a servant or something jsjsjsjs

yandere!dilf!emperor x female!servant!reader smutty 18+

cw: dark content, child neglect, alcohol abuse, breeding, inappropriate touching, jealousy, torture, dub-con, mentions of pregnancy and lactation

a/n: to people who see this post, don't like? then don't read

imagine attending as a servant to the emperor who was taken by grief with the lost of his wife

you notice how he drowns himself in alcohol leaving his work to the butlers and other lords

even neglecting his only child, who you can see was sadden by the situation of losing their mother then their father to drinking

the emperor was too drunk to pay attention to you, although you are mostly the one who takes care of him because you tolerate anything that comes into your way

whether he throws a fit or vomit all over, you chose to endure it because of necessity

whenever you have time for yourself, you often find the young child of the emperor all alone, playing by the gardens or at their mother's empty room

the servants and guards attending to the child or passing by would look at the child with pity in their eyes thinking they are going to be doomed for life

having enough of seeing the sad prince/princess, you took it upon yourself to take care of them

you approached the child who was wary but eventually warmed up to you

days went by and the young prince/princess would often follow you like a duckling to it's mother

you adore the little kid and everyone can see it, the smile coming from the prince/princess was enough to make anyone's day bright

the news of his own child being fond of another person reached the ears of the emperor

he was in the middle of throwing a fit when you did not attend to him

the poor guard assigned to him had to inform him how you are currently attending to the his child which explains why you are late

he got a little sober and asked to show where you are

he soon dressed a little more decently albeit still smelling like alcohol and his appearance messy, he still went to find you

the guard lead the way until the emperor comes into a view where you are playing with the prince/princess along with a couple of servants

he watches at how loud his child's laughter are and the glow of your face

he feels his heart beat as if he has fallen in love again

you were nudge and turn to look at the emperor gracing you with his presence

you immediately stop tickling the young child and bow to him

words of apology came out of your lips profusely, stumbling over your words as you look down fearing for the worst

he only asked you to stand up and inspects you

your doe eyed stare makes his insides turn into mush

the young prince/princess turning to you pulling your hand to play again

the emperor looks down at his child who hid behind you from being unfamiliar with their very own father

he kneels down at the level of his child, it pains him how terrible he must've been for neglecting the sweet child his dead wife left behind

he apologizes for his behavior and promises to be on his best

the emperor saw how the little boy/girl would look up to you asking for approval to which you gave them a nod

the kid reluctantly agrees

he then turns to you apologizing and thanking you for taking care of the little one

since that day, it changed the way he looks at you

there's constantly a guard by your side especially when you are with the young child

the emperor keeps an eye on you at times

monitoring your routine

sending gifts and goods to your way

his obsession worsens day by day

he would slowly began to show interest with you

the emperor would drop his bad habits hoping you would see him in a different light

he does want to change but he can't the itching of his mind and hands to be on you

he quits alcohol and now you are his new addiction

he spends more time joining you and his only child

to sneakily get closer to you, learning about your interests and background

it makes him fall deeper in-love with you

his advances would become obvious to everyone, everyone except you

too focused on your duties to even noticed the emperor following you like a puppy

he grew even more jealous and would often take people secretly to torture

the next time you encounter those people, they would only scurry away than interact with you which places you in an odd position

he tunes it up even more through 'accidental' touches

he figures that he loves it when he's close to you, inhaling your scent almost delicious enough to taste you

he's hoping to get more so he permanently assigned you to him when you are not spending time with his child

his company intimidates you as you always feel his heated gaze

eyes scanning down from your head to toe, licking his lips while doing so

the emperor would often cage you in his arms or simply grabbing you by the waist

you get surprised everytime he does

when he couldn't handle it anymore he pins you in place and asks if you can't see how much he's pining for you

you shake your head no and he grins

"I will show you how much I want you to be mine."

he starts kissing you, making you whimper in the process

he makes you wrap your arms around him

kissing you so roughly almost taking your breath away

he rips your dress off making you yelp but he does not break the kiss

the emperor's hands would reach over to rub his palms over your skin

his touch leaves a trail of goosebumps and you feel heated

he breaks of the kiss and his lips travel south to suckle on your nipples

he plays with your breasts, teasing them and pinching them

he chuckles as he hears your whines

"patience, wouldn't be lovely if your lovely breasts swell with milk after I filled you with child?"

his words surprises you, making you worry but your mind is overtaken by lust

"yes please my emperor."

you say sultrily successfully seducing him with a sentence alone

he gets you and him naked

he feels how wet you are for him but decides that it isn't enough for him to let you accomodate to his size

so he scissors your walls with his fingers, rubbing and thrusting until his palms feel your clit

you whine and thrash around as you feel pleasure all over

back arching as he sings praises for how you're doing so well for him

you take the pleasure he gives you and soon comes undone with his hands

he pulls his hands out of your sore pussy, then brings his slick coated fingers to your lips

"open your mouth and suck it."

you comply and suck and lick slick of your release on his fingers

you taste your arousal making you clench your thighs which does not go unnoticed by him

he positions his body between your legs, grabbing you to feel you even closer

he looks down at you with lust

thrusting into you without warning

he groans at the tightness surrounding him almost rendering him motionless with how you squeeze his cock

he starts to thrust slow then suddenly went fast

you moan loudly as he fucks you hard

eyes rolling back to the back of your head

your brain shutting off from the stimulation you are receiving

he rams his cock into you with no mercy, overstimulating your clit in the process

he groans out that he is going to cum he rubs your clit with his thumb

fucking you even harder as you squeal

he thrusts so fast until he cums with a loud groan by your ear

you have your second orgasm with him filling your womb with his seed

he pulls out to see how his cum drips, he pushes it back with a thumb letting you moan a little softly

He cuddles you and you snuggle right back

You immediately fall asleep with exhaustion

he whispers in your ear that you are going to be his and his only

the emperor is determined to make you take the seat of the queen to raise his children and be his wife

he wants you to swell up with his kids marking you as his

for now he let's you rest and those plans with be continued for another day

[abbyfmc]

[The Mute Concubine]

Yandere Emperor x Female Reader: Warning: There are mentions of kidnapping, stalking, obsessive and yandere behaviors which are NOT recommended to practice in real life. Postscript: The text dividers are NOT mine, so I give credits to their respective creators.

Many years ago, Emperor Ivan ruled Zealia with a heavy hand. He had a young appearance that can be attractive to anyone who didn't know him (and even a little to those who do). He lived in his luxurious palace with his multiple wives; a group of beautiful women who had had some children for him.

Anyone would think that he had everything and couldn't want anything more, and that's what Ivan thought a long time ago despite the monotony of his life. He had a lot of money; total and absolute control over the laws of each kingdom and tribe at his disposal; beautiful women and children; good food, clothing and medicine as well as medical care.

But no, it wasn't like that. Ivan was infatuated with something again; Something was pulling him out of his dream, or rather…someone. That someone was a beautiful young woman whom he had seen during his most recent trip.

She was quite a beautiful and delicate girl, even more so than a common courtesan or prostitute. She had a face that was difficult to forget, and a smile that easily dazzled or moved anyone. She was hired to make Ivan happy during those nights of his stay, but the next morning she disappeared. He not only slept with her, but they also played board games, showing that she was quite good at these since she beat him in the vast majority of the games, which were very silent but interesting. This made him feel more interested in researching her; However, he could not find her anywhere after her return to his palace.

The emperor did not stop thinking about her, reaching the point of dreaming about her day and night. He wanted to go out to find her, but he feared for her own reputation as her ruler. While thinking, he came up with the idea of ​​calling all the girls in his town who had the same physical characteristics as the mysterious girl who now lived in his heart.

All the girls from the town summoned to the palace, introducing themselves one by one only to be instantly rejected by Ivan. He was already starting to get bored after the long day, but he didn't want to give up. From one moment to the next, his trusted butler approaches him and says:

-Your majesty, we have found the girl you were looking for, but there is a problem…- The emperor was interested. His beloved…was she seriously here?, he couldn't believe it; he had to see it himself.

-Let her in, I want to see her.- The emperor firmly ordered. The butler made a gesture and the guards showed the girl in, and the emperor could not believe… that she was the courtesan from that time!, only dressed in a more formal or refined way. The courtesan knelt and bowed, but without saying a single word, which seemed strange to Ivan.

-So… aren't you going to tell me your name?- She was about to take out what appears to be a piece of paper from her sleeve, and just then the emperor's butler interrupts.

-Your majesty, I have tried to ask her name before, but the owner of the courtesan house told me that she is (Y/n) (Y/ln), and that she is… mute.- Ivan was surprised. He now understood why she never talked to him; She was not with bad intentions, because of bad education or because she didn't want to, but because of something that she didn't ask for at birth.

-So that was it. I like it, that awakens an aura of mystery in you that I love so much.- Ivan took her hands and carefully lifted her up. He looked at how embarrassed she was a moment ago, changing that expression to one of surprise.

From that moment on, Ivan made the mute courtesan start living in the palace with him, which made everyone look contemptuously at (Y/n), because she was a courtesan or prostitute and besides, she couldn't even speak; apart from the fact that they envied her a lot for her beauty.

This caused (Y/n) to be forced to use the emperor's hands to defend herself, in exchange for giving herself to him, a man she pretends to love in order to survive in her new environment. She cannot speak and that is true, but she has to communicate with the help of signs, servants, letters, facial expressions and even paintings. Iván loved this girl, because he was not only captivated by her mystery and high genius for board games, but also by her ability to draw and paint.

Ivan, on the other hand, was still obsessed with (Y/n). He loved spending time with her, whether sleeping with her, playing super difficult but entertaining board games, feeling like he had never felt with any of the women in her harem. For him, she is different.

She was… his mute concubine.

-The End.

[theinnerunderrain]

"Venus, planet of love was destroyed by global warming" [Yandere! Emperor x Fem! Princess Reader x Yandere! Empress]

Warnings/tags : Yandere themes, mentions of war and violence, minor character death, historical, coercion, suggestive themes.

Notes: I might write a part 2 for this but it'll be a lot darker and have more suggestive (adult) themes!

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The Empress of the Solis Imperium was renowned as the most noble woman on the entire continent.

As a mere princess from a neighboring region, you had the privilege of catching sight of the empress at a few royal occasions. A single meeting was all it took for you to deem her the most noble woman you had ever encountered. Every step she took, every breath she drew, every movement she made exuded nothing but elegance. She was a true epitome of beauty. You were a mere whisper of a presence from a distant land, with no power or wealth to rival hers. So, it was almost inevitable when the Solis Imperium chose to seize your country, the invasion heralded by the clash of swords and gunfire under the dreary cover of a rainy dawn. Startled from sleep, your mother hastily draped an overcoat over your nightgown, her urgent gestures propelling you down the dimly lit hallway.

As you followed closely behind your mother, shouts echoed around you, growing louder with each step. Suddenly, a deafening gunshot pierced the air, and you watched in horror as blood began to seep from your mother's back.

Her startled scream filled the hallway as she crumpled to the floor. Dropping to her side, you tried desperately to help, but before you could do anything, imperial knights caught up to you. Their strong grip tore you away from your wailing mother. You couldn't remember what happened next, only seeing another soldier approach her before darkness enveloped you, the last sound echoing in your mind being your mother's cries.

Upon waking, expecting to find yourself in a dark dungeon surrounded by eerie creatures and chains weighing down your wrists, you were instead greeted by the comfort of a soft bed and the sensation of clean, new clothes against your skin. A maid stood beside your bed, busily preparing a warm cup of tea. As she noticed you were awake, she turned to you with a gentle smile, her expression tender and welcoming.

"Ah, you're awake," she exclaimed softly, a look of relief crossing her face. "I was worried, as the young miss has been asleep for a few days now."

You tried to reply but only managed a soft cough, prompting the maid to hand you the cup of tea. You hesitated, staring at the warm liquid, its bright orange hue inviting yet unfamiliar. Taking a cautious sip, you were pleasantly surprised by its flavor—a delightful blend of grapefruit with a hint of honey.

"It must be delicious! It was recommended by the empress, after all," the maid remarked with a smile, her eyes bright with anticipation of your reaction. You nodded in response, taking another sip and feeling the warmth of the tea soothing your sore throat.

The maid continued speaking, her voice gentle yet urgent. "Ah, perhaps I shouldn't be distracting you so much. Please wait here; I must inform the empress." With that, she hurried out of the room, leaving you alone once more with your thoughts and the weight of the news you had just received.

Before you could stop her to ask more questions, the maid hurriedly left the room, leaving you alone with your thoughts. You stared at the now empty cup of tea, trying to process everything that had just occurred. A war had broken out, your kingdom invaded, your mother attacked, and an imperial knight had apprehended you. Your family, your people, your knights—all gone. They were gone, gone, gone. Your stomach twisted at the thoughts, a wave of nausea rising as if you were about to vomit. Dropping the empty cup of tea into your lap, you buried your head in your hands, overwhelmed by the realization that you might be the only one left alive. The weight of survivor's guilt bore down on you as you thought, "I should have died too."

As the door creaked open, you were startled from your reverie, looking up to behold the empress entering the room. Your eyes widened in awe, but you swiftly composed yourself, offering a slight bow despite your bedridden state.

"Ah, you're awake. I was quite worried for you," the empress remarked, gracefully making her way to sit beside your bed. Her smile was soft yet elegant, accentuating her features. Her mahogany blonde hair was artfully pinned behind her ears, and she was dressed in a flowing pastel gown that emphasized her regal presence. Her piercing blue eyes, filled with concern yet there was an oddness of madness behind them, met yours, and you felt a wave of reassurance wash over you in her presence.

"It must have been shocking to awaken to such violence. I offer my sincere apologies for the loss of your kingdom and family," the empress continued, her voice filled with genuine sympathy.

You couldn't help but feel a wave of sickness wash over you, knowing that she was partially responsible for the decision to invade your land. Despite this, you remained silent, listening to her words. She reached out and gently took hold of your hands, her fingers adorned with a silky white glove.

"Yet, you are still a princess, and we cannot simply discard you like an expendable commoner," the empress said, her tone laced with a mixture of sympathy and detachment.

You wanted to scoff at the irony of her words, to scream and claw at her flawless facade. Her excuses and lies flowed effortlessly, masking the truth with each elegant syllable. If her words held any weight, they would have spared your elder brother, who possessed far more knowledge and capability than you. Yet, they chose to spare you, knowing you lacked the charm, power, or influence to pose any threat.

"Given your tender age, my husband—or the emperor, in this case—has decided to position you as a concubine. Doesn't that sound wonderful?" she asked, her voice laced with a deceptive sweetness. As her thumb tenderly stroked against your palm, the scent of roses invaded your senses.

"Your only responsibility is to produce an heir. Many do not know this, but it is difficult for the emperor and me to conceive."

Your mouth instantly went dry at her words, and you stared at her with wide eyes, your lips parting slightly in disbelief. Yet, her expression remained sweet and unchanging, despite your obvious discomfort.

"Haha, don't stare at me like that. You're acting as if we're sending you to war," she teased, reaching to push a stray strand of hair behind your ear. A wave of heat washed over you, beads of sweat forming on your forehead, contrasting with the empress's cold hand against your skin. Your head began to throb, and your limbs felt heavy and weak.

"Ah, the tea must be setting in now," the empress commented, her tone nonchalant as she observed your discomfort.

The tea? The tea that the maid had served you earlier. You realized, with a sinking feeling, that it must have been laced with something to induce this sudden weakness and disorientation. Panic began to rise within you as you struggled to maintain consciousness, your thoughts racing as you tried to make sense of the situation. The empress gently pushed you back onto the bed until your head rested against the pillow. As she stood up, her beautiful face left a lasting impression in your blurry vision.

"Rest up now, my dear. You have many long days ahead of you," she said, her voice fading as darkness overtook your senses, and you slipped into unconsciousness.

-

Upon awakening, the gravity of the empress's words became apparent. You were swiftly ushered into a bath, attended by servants who scrubbed your skin and combed your hair with oils. Their ministrations were firm yet gentle, leaving no marks but providing a discomfort that hinted at the magnitude of your new reality. After the bath, you were clothed in a dress of beige hue, its fabric exquisite and embellished with intricate floral patterns and delicate frills. It was a garment of elegance and refinement, a stark contrast to the simple attire of your past, serving as a poignant symbol of the profound changes in your life.

After the servants had prepared you, you were ushered into a grand dining hall to have breakfast with the empress and emperor. You were seated directly across from the empress, her forever sweet smile lighting up the room, while the emperor sat at the head of the table. A lavish spread awaited you, with stacks of food including soup, bread, chicken, and vibrant fruits laid out before you. However, your attention was drawn to the two rulers. It was your first time being in such close proximity to the emperor. In contrast to the empress, his hair was as dark as the night, and his eyes were a soft shade of teal, giving him a more reserved and colder aura compared to the warm presence of the empress. He appeared to be five or six years older than the empress, meaning he was approximately ten years older than you, nearing his forties.

"Princess [First Name]."

The resonant timbre of the emperor's voice momentarily broke your reverie, prompting you to look up at him, your hands instinctively fidgeting with your dress beneath the table.

"I apologize for the delayed greeting, as my duties have demanded much of my time," he began, his tone measured and formal. "Allow me to express my deepest condolences for the tragedy that befell your land. May your family rest in peace."

His words, though seemingly sincere, lacked the warmth and empathy that would have provided true solace. It was evident that his expression of sympathy was more a matter of protocol than genuine compassion for the plight of your small nation. You forced a smile, though it failed to reach the corners of your eyes.

"Ah, thank you so much for your kindness and sincerity," you replied, the words tasting bitter on your tongue.

You thanked them, though it was for nothing. Certainly not for the loss of your family and people. Not for the seizure of your land and the imposition of a life that felt like being a doll in the hands of a capricious child. The emperor nodded at your words before continuing, delicately cutting into a piece of chicken with a silver fork that appeared to be worth a small fortune.

"You are most welcome. I trust that the empress has explained your duties here within our nation?"

"Yes.."

You replied with a hint of hesitation, savoring a sip of the soup before you. Its delightful flavors and comforting warmth brought to mind the soups your mother used to lovingly prepare for you during times of illness. The emperor appeared pleased with your response, his gaze thoughtful as he studied your face. A small, knowing smile graced his lips before he nodded in acknowledgment.

"Excellent. Then you'll be well prepared for what lies ahead," he remarked, his tone carrying a sense of reassurance or you had hope for it to be reassurance. As he reclined in his chair, the empress's smile remained fixed upon you. Despite your efforts, you couldn't help but feel a tinge of worry seep down your spine as you tried to decipher their expressions, hoping to unveil the true emotions hidden behind their masks. However, their faces revealed no clues, leaving you with a sense of uncertainty.

"We are excited to welcome you. Your duties will officially begin today."

Perhaps this new chapter wouldn't be as dreadful as you had imagined. Maybe, if you were to make a mistake, it would hasten your reunion with your family. On the other hand, serving the emperor and empress might not be so terrible.

At least, that's what you hoped.

However, a strange feeling began to form at the pit of your stomach, planting seeds of doubt within you.

[cumtastiics]

i do NOT fw the emperor!! (i need the kingdom to start a revolution immediately) but what if darling was a overworked maid instead of a concubine ,:3

yan emperor

FYM! THATS IT!!!!! yandere emperor is a silly lil guy

he didn't notice you. to be fair, he hardly noticed anyone - hell, he struggled to memorize the name of the concubine he saw the most.

but you seemed cute. the way you frantically ran from one part of the castle to another, trying to get your tasks done for a day. you seemed exhausted most of the time, but that didn't matter much to him.

he overheard one day though, the head maid ordering you to do tasks that were ordered to her, tasks that a new maid shouldn't be doing. he didn't stop her though.

he was curious. curious about you. curious why you still worked here. you were obviously overworked, so why? you didn't receive a good pay either.

"you're paying a lot of attention to that maid," his younger sister brought up one day. "is she one of the submissive ones?"

it wouldn't be a lie to say his younger sister was like him.

"i think so. she's hardworking."

"are you gonna make her your new concubine? they've all been crying to me about how you haven't slept with them recently."

"no.. i don't think i will. maybe i'll keep her as a maid for now."

he leaves you a small present. a heart locket necklace. inside the locket, there was a small paper, one with his initials.

but you couldn't assume it was him who left it.

that would be disrespectful.

[suiana]

✎ yandere! emperor headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― manipulation, possessiveness, slight mentions of violence etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! emperor who was born to a dying empire. an empire that was predicted to never make it pass the great war.

✎ yandere! emperor who brought his kingdom back to glory with his intelligence and amazing skills. his brilliance is simply unmatched.

✎ yandere! emperor who, despite being so successful, is incredibly lonely. focusing too much on rebuilding his empire, he completely forgot his social life and now pays the price.

✎ yandere! emperor who met you at a social gathering. in an attempt to find some close friends, he had unknowingly found the love of his life.

✎ yandere! emperor who pays money to your family to annul your engagement to some random low class noble. and of course they agreed, the emperor is interested in their child! the emperor!

✎ yandere! emperor who is simply hooked the second he talks to you. your voice, the way you carry yourself... it was just perfect. yes, you would be his eternal companion, it is decided.

✎ yandere! emperor who is overly possesive over you. he can't help it, it's his territorial instincts that just unconsciously kick in! you're so perfect after all... what if some nobody thinks you're alone? he simply can't have that happen!

✎ yandere! emperor who hates it when others flirt with you. a little trip to their family and a little torture would teach them a lesson, right?

✎ yandere! emperor who is terrified of you leaving him. he gets slightly insecure about himself at times but you'll never know because he simply masks it and acts like his normal charismatic self.

✎ yandere! emperor who spoils you with only the best of riches, the finest of silks and everything you could ever ask for. the emperor's companion deserves only the best after all.

✎ yandere! emperor who looks at you like you're the only person to ever exist. he just loves you, you know? he can't help it... anything you want, it's yours. just don't leave him, please.

✎ "my dove, you are simply perfect."

[faux-ecrivain]

Yan Emperor

(Twelfth Official Post)

(Duke’s name is Isaiah Hartfeld)

(This one might be a bit muddled, but I tried my best.)

(Emperor’s name is Adonis Margold)

(this one focuses on the Emperor, part two should focus on the Duke)

     The Duke, Isaiah Hartfeld, was well known for being a promiscuous womanizer and he often caused an uproar in society. Which is what prompted the Emperor to marry Isaiah off to someone that would whip him into shape, you. You were a well known person throughout all social circles, you were the head of you family and you didn’t let anyone push you around. Of course, when the emperor first proposed such an idea you immediately shut it down. You didn’t explain why, but you did say that nothing in this world would ever make you change your mind. So, he decides to offer you something out of this world, something only he can give you.

     The Emperor greets you as you enter the throne room, a sly smile on his tanned face. “Ah, Good Morrow, my dear friend, how are you this lovely evening?” He descends from his throne, his boots click against the marble floor. He holds a gloves hand out and waits for you the greet him, you reluctantly grab hold of his hand with one of your own gloved hands. (Gloves are very popular around here) You place a respectful kiss on his knuckles (which, of course, causes the Emperor to smile) and then let go of his hand (which causes the emperor’s smile to fall).

      “I am doing no better than any other day, why did you call me here, Your majesty?” You respond with an air of formality and familiarity. The Emperor frowns, finding your formality unnecessary. “Come now, my dear subject, formality is not necessary. We’re practically family!” He says with a grin on his face and wink of his eyes, you, however, are confused. But you just nod your head and let him say what he wants. He waits for your response, but his joy diminishes with each second of silence.

     He clears his throat and pats your shoulders. “I see you’re in no mood for small talk, so I suppose I should just get to the point.” He forces a smile on his face and places his hands on your shoulders, he chooses to ignore the way you lean away from him. “I’ve decided that you shall marry Duke Hartfeld.” Your eyes widen and you’re about to disagree when the Emperor interrupts you. “Ah, Ah, Ah, I already know what you’re about to say, but trust me, you do not want to reject this deal.” He leads you to a nearby chair, which seems to have been placed just for you, and sits you down. He kneels, on one knee, in front of you.  “Your majesty! What are you doing?!” You exclaim, finding his behavior strange. He brushes off your worries and continues speaking.

     “Listen, [Y/N], I know you aren’t from this country and I know you want to go home. So, if you marry the Duke and straighten him up, then I’ll take you home.” Your expression shifts from disbelief to doubt, how would the Emperor send you home, and how does he know you aren’t from here? Unless, by home, he means returning you to your country. Which would make more sense, because you were a prisoner of war when you first came to this country. Now, you’re a high ranking general and commanding an army, you can’t help but be proud of yourself. “What on Ilasatra do you mean?” (Ilasatra is the equivalent of earth in this world.) You ask him, a frown developing on your face.

    The Emperor smirks and brushes your hair back, then he stands up and begins to circle your chair. He stands behind you and leans his head down to whisper into your ears. “You know exactly what I mean.” He purrs, placing his hand on your shoulder and caressing it, which causes you to lean away from him. He touches you far too much, it makes you very uncomfortable. Your breath catches in your throat and you can’t help the hope that claws its way to your heart. “You can send me home?” You mutter, turning to face him and your gaze catch his. There’s such a hopeful look in your eyes, he smirks, it amuses him and then his eyes are caught by your lips. Oh, how he wishes to love you, but you would be of better use whipping the Duke into shape. 

    He clears his throat and drags his gaze away from yours, he resumes his previous action of circling your chair. His hand trails down your arm and causes goose bumps on your skin (because you’re uncomfortable). “Yes, I could get you home, but only if you do something for me first.” His tone is quite mysterious, he seems to know something you don’t. “It will be worth it, I promise.”  His hand entangles itself with yours, you pull away and he reluctantly lets you go. 

     You contemplate his words, your brows furrowed and you wipe your hand on your coat (which, of course, causes him to chuckle). You hesitantly agree, knowing that making a deal with the emperor is a bad idea. “Very well then, Your Majesty, I trust you.” His heart flutters when you admit to trusting him, he didn’t know those words could have such a pleasant affect on him. He smiles and yanks you out of your chair, he then places both his hands on your shoulders. “That’s wonderful, [Y/N], I knew you wouldn’t let me down.” He traps you in a tight hug, despite how uncomfortable it makes you (and it makes you very uncomfortable).

      You struggle somewhat to escape his grip, eventually giving up and letting him hold you as long as he wished. He sighs, his mind awash with loving images of you and him together. He knows it will never happen, but he surely can dream about it. You’re pretty sure he was sniffing your hair and that was your sign to escape the hug, so you stepped on his foot and then backed away from him. His pained groans are muffled by his hand and he tries not to scream, he forgot how sharp your boots were. “Ah, my dear, that was quite rude of you, but I’ll forgive you, just don’t do it again.” He warns you with a rather playful tone, even waggles his finger at you, but the threat is real. You frown and shuffle away from him. 

     He tsks and drags you back to him, although he does have to fight as you dig your heels into the marble flooring. “Come now, dear, I won’t hurt you. Don’t you want to know what I need from you?” His smile tightens as he struggles, he didn’t expect you to be so strong. He chuckles nervously, he even sweats a bit (which irritates him because he absolutely despises sweating). He lets go of you, causing you to stumble back yet you retain your balance. “Okay, you just stay there and I’ll explain the deal to you, alright?” You nod your head and he claps his hands together. His smile grows and his tone shifts from agitated to cheery. “Wonderful! My dear, do you know who Duke Hartfeld is?” You nod again, then verbally respond. “Yes, I’ve heard rumors about him.”

     Actually, you’ve heard many rumors, all of them attest to his hedonistic lifestyle. You don’t like him very much, you absolutely despise him. The Emperor smiles again, he smiles a lot, and walks towards you. “Great, I want you to marry him-“ You gasp in shock and then interrupt him, because there is no way in Natiscle (Natiscle is the equivalent of hell in this world.) that you’re going to marry that worthless wrench of a man. “Oh, like Natiscle I will marry that man! I wouldn’t marry him if he were the last man on Ilasatra!” You exclaim loudly, the servants in the room startled by your behavior. The Emperor is amused by your response, he chuckles and feels himself growing fonder of you with each word that escapes your mouth.

     “Oh, Baiyases, (Baiyas is the equivalent of heaven in this world, so Baiyases is the equivalent of heavens.) now dear, you shouldn’t overreact. He really isn’t all that bad, if you ignore his faults and he won’t be any trouble if you smack him around a bit.” The Emperor does not like the Duke, at all, and neither do you. But you could never smack Duke Hartfeld around, he’s so weak and it’s not like he’s a criminal. “Oh, no, I couldn’t do that. It wouldn’t be right.” She responds causing him to rolls his eyes and scoffs. “Oh, please [Y/N], you’ve dealt with far more reputable enemies than that old Duke.” You cringe when he mentions your past, as a general you’ve had to take down many people and you hate being reminded of that. Also, the Duke Isn’t that old, he’s actually younger than you. Which might explain his promiscuity, they say, that is the noble women say, that young man are very adventurous, and often have trouble committing to a relationship. 

     You sigh, a frown etching its way onto your face. You look away from the Emperor, which causes you to miss his frown, and then think about his offer. You don’t want to marry that wretched Duke, but the Emperor says he can send you home and you really do want to go home. You sigh again and massage your temple. “Okay, I’ll do it, but you have to promise you’ll send me home right after. I don’t want to stay with him any longer than necessary.” You fold your hands together and tug at your gloves. The Emperor smiles once he hears you accept his request and he can’t help but hug you again. “Oh, thank you so much, my dear! All I need you to do is whip him into shape and then you can leave, okay?” 

      You nod, then wriggle your way out of his hold. This time the Emperor doesn’t frown, he seems happy to have heard you agree to his favor. “How long do I have to be married to him?” You ask, causing him to tilt his head and pretend to think. “Oh, perhaps two or three years. That’s not too long, is it?” You groan, just a week around that Duke is too much. You couldn’t fathom spending two years with him, let alone three. The Emperor chuckles upon seeing your disgusted face, he takes joy in knowing that you despise the Duke just as much as he does. “Is that alright, dear? Surely you could handle two, or three, years with the Duke? After all, you’re a very strong person, the Duke couldn’t be much worse than those on the battlefield, right?” 

     You frown again once the Emperor brings up your past, he sure likes to do that. You sigh, roll your eyes and cross your arms. “I can’t do two years, but I’ll do one year.” The Emperor tilts his head, amused and intrigued by your behavior. Not many nobles would have the gall to negotiate with the Emperor, that’s why your his favorite subject. “Hm, a year and half.” He says, which causes you to glare at him, then speak again. “No, one year and three months.” The Emperor exhales and his eyes narrow, he’s becoming irritated with your boldness. “A year and two weeks.” He responds, you consider his offer, then nod your head. “Fine, a year and two weeks, but no more.” He smiles, quite happy now that you’ve agreed with him. “Wonderful, oh, I can’t wait for the ceremony!” (Although, he would rather you marry him, but oh well, such is life) He claps his hands together and kisses your cheek, as a way to share his congratulations, but it just made you uncomfortable.

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Bonus Scenes:

You: “Do you really think me strong?” Not many nobles admire your strength, they believe you should fit into a certain mold, and it’s rather frustrating.

The Emperor: He places his hand son your shoulders, a flirtatious smirk on his face. “Why of course, darling! You are so very strong, the strongest person I’ve ever met..” He purrs, his hands trailing down your arms.

You: You puff out your chest upon hearing the Emperor compliment your strength. “Hmph, that’s right, I’m the strongest person around.” 

The Emperor: He chuckles, amused by your behavior. He thinks you’re absolutely adorable, he’ll do anything if it means having you next to him.

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(Hope you enjoyed this fan fiction, this one was a bit longer than most of my other written works. Regardless, I hope you enjoy it and please leave a comment if you want more.)

(This is just part one, it focuses more on the Emperor than the Duke, but don’t worry the Duke will have his turn soon enough!)

(this took hours and days to make, mostly because I procrastinated, but at least it’s done. This is part one, part two will, hopefully, focus on the Duke.)

[saltylandland]

I want to draw this but idk how to draw nsfw plus, busy, so here is a list of ideas, also I’ve been following @weebsinstash for awhile and I just think you’d be into this :)

Your dearest friend (and co worker) confesses that she’s the main heroine of this world, she got randomly sent here from her world, in her world this place is a romance game. She says regardless of if you believed her she was telling you the truth and-

You nodded yes, and not because you were a loyal side character, but bc you knew. After her confession you get a flood of memories of a different world, and a detailed retailing of the world you’re in.

Your friend, though she is bland by design, she is radiant and an unforgettable presence, despite not being able to remember her face even after just facing her.

The story, about an emperor with a curse. The entire castle keeps the secret, all families have been working there since the empire was first founded. Cult like loyal to their (admittedly really competent) emperor

Your friend, what was her name again? No- that’s not the point. Her goal, the goal of the game, was to tame the emperor's curse by existing, something no one had ever been able to do.

Face multiple challenges like the jealous empress, make your way through the fanatical loyalists and get closer to the emperor. Rise from empress’s handmaiden, to imperial consort, to empress herself!

Your friend whispers to you that she can tame the beast that prowls though the castle at night, and that she’s going to soon.

(The emperor becomes extremely aggressive with sharp claws yada yada, unfortunately no monster fucking this time tho)

But when that night arrives, she fails. You find her corpse before anyone else does. This wasn’t what was supposed to happen, she was supposed too- her body was collected and buried and it was almost like she never existed. Not that she didn’t have family, but like a spell the mysterium of the heroine fades away seemingly with no impact, she was just another victim of the beast.

With a new sense of fear, and with new memories, no loyalty to this empire, you were hatching a plan to leave. The night you were scouting out a path, with the excuse of chores on the night shift, you run into the beast. He was supposed to be chained up?!?

you are tackled to the ground, the emperor is on top of you. Opening your eyes you see him nuzzling your neck, shallow breaths fanning across you. You panic, this was supposed to happen to your friend not you. You can predict it now, he’ll turn into like a lap dog how embarrassing-

RIIIIIIIIIIIP- suddenly he rips your bodice down the middle, exposing your breasts to the cold air.

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You try to avoid it but he keeps hunting you down and mounting you.

One night you hide away in the deepest parts of the castle, since you had been searching for a place to hide all day (and the beast fucked you all night) you fall asleep

Waking up to a gentle rocking it takes you a minute to process that you were now under him taking his cock

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Then on one of the nights he does it in front of servants and they tell the empress who then calls you into her office, reader who is already planning to leave is scared you’re gonna get executed

The empress tells you that this is your job now, using your body to ‘tame’ the emperor bc there has been no incidents otherwise

This is a complete 180 to the empress from the game. She also insists that the emperor cannot know that he’s fucking you every night, as he is a decent man and he’d feel guilty, and to prevent you from getting pregnant she will supply you with potions to prevent that. And there is no other choice (not said but heavily implied) Now you are being treated as the unofficial concubine which the empress seems to dote on, your official title is the empress’s handmaiden/confidant

It is later revealed to you as you unwillingly get closer to the empress that though she loves the emperor (they grew up together) she doesn’t really care for sex (either cuz she’s lesbian or just ace) and once she got pregnant with their heir, their sex life basically stopped, tho they didn’t have an actual conversation, the emperor could tell she wasn’t into it and didn’t push her

Bonus points if she’s telling you about what a good man/husband he is for not pushing her/making her take care of his needs like that while he rearranges your guts.

Later later you find out that the emperor realized what was going on, but since it prevented him from hurting anyone he went along with it. And now since you’re so close to the empress, both of them start to fall and become yandere and now you have the most powerful couple who want you for themselves ❤️

Also, quick idea for an ending, he starts regaining control of himself as basically his and the beast’s goals become the same, and he starts loving on the reader even before nightfall and so the two personalities begin to blend and he’s cured! How wonderful! But now you’re the official concubine congrats! What? You don’t want it? Too bad! They want you! Also good luck making it out of the castle as everyone their views you as the emperor’s saviour.

[riniworld]

YANDERE! EMPEROR x GENERAL! f!reader

warnings: nothing serious,reader reference to "y/n(maybe one or two times), you and she/her", sorry for any mistakes,mention of blood,pet names" flower"(just one time)

i suggest you read the remake , it's better than this!

there was an emperor named taron he was the most powerful royal the history has known

he has fought many empires and seized them but..

there was one empire..no,one person in particular he couldn't defeat

the "the legendary savior" how the people like to call her,the general of empire of the West, general y/n.

she has got in alot of battle and wars and it always end in victory

Your reputation has reached all empires, everyone wanted to buy you, but you were loyal, which made everyone look at you in more admiration.

when taron tried to get the empire in his hand you've stand in his face

oh how amazing, taron didn't had such a difficult fight in ages

he did not want this to end quickly so he backed down

is it wierd to arrive with a big smile when you've just lost?

and there it started,you've got in a lot of fights and it's always ends in a draw

in every fight he grew found of you..your skills,your plans,your courage.........your beauty

you've got suspect about it all,There were so many opportunities for Taron to kill you but he just backed off

untill one day...

Rumors began to spread about your relationship with the Crown Prince of the Empire

it spreaded so fast untill it got to the biggest empire,taron empire (ofc he named it after him duh-)

taron wasn't pleasant with all this talk

His strongest opponent in a relationship? that a bullsh!t! how could someone so strong get in something so stupid? that will only make you weak....he won't allow it

if anything why would someone as strong as you get with someone has never touched his sword? so weak.

you should at least be with someone deserves you, like...like him

so he backed for a fight and maybe the last fight

for the first time he fought seriously

for the first time he have injured you

for the first time he..was that angry

that was the longest battle for the two of you

after what seem like forever there were you

under his feet so weak to stand

oh that beautiful face was covered in blood but don't worry dear!

you'll get all good in his castle

"given up,flower?"

woah I'm so satisfied with that

should i make this a series?/I'll do:)

have a good day/night♡

[chickennuggetswrites]

Unimportant Little Thoughts

Reader: Gender Neutral

Characters: The Emperor (Gender Neutral), Caspian (Male)

cw: Implied brainwashing, trained dependency ig, plenty of stockholm, yandere as always, unreliable narrator, angst lmao

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You looked off into the distant horizon where the sun was starting to set and painted the skies in different beautiful shades and hues. Orange, like the Emperor’s piercing eyes that always gazed at you. Red, like the Emperor’s majestic robes that felt soft and silky to your touch every time Their Majesty pulled you into their arms. Yellow, like the gold accessories the Emperor adorned on their body and subsequently, to you. Blue, like the Emperor’s hair that they let you comb your fingers through whenever they lay on your lap. Violet, like Ċ̸͍͕̰́α̶̛̗̤͚̮͗́͒ ̴̗̪̎̓̊́ś̷͔͉̩͉ ̶̭̠͗̓ῤ̸͇̤í̸̮͎̜̑̃̅̏ª̷̞̼͚̉η̷̩͔̈́’s eyes–

You paused for a moment, tilting your head. Whose eyes…?

“...” 

The ground trembles from underneath you, tremors breaking out from time to time and yet you sit still in the chair in the room the Emperor commanded you to stay. The chair was comfy to sit on. The cushion was plentiful so that no one would get tired from sitting on it all day and the wooden veneer of the chair’s frame was an exquisite piece of work that was made by only the most well-known artisan. You’d know it because this was the chair the Emperor uses when they do office work. And where you currently were was inside the Emperor’s office.

Wait a minute… You were thinking of something earlier, weren’t you? Yes, the color violet was… was the color of royalty! Like the Emperor’s powerful lineage that has ruled through the empire for generations.

You missed the Emperor… Granted, they’d only been gone for a few minutes now.

You looked out the windows once more and sighed as the colors reminded you of the Emperor. You wanted (ň̴̞o̵̫̒ ̸͖̂y̶̯̑o̵̖̊ũ̷̧ ̸̱̀c̴̬̅a̶̩̚n̵̕͜'̶̹̑ẗ̷̜́) needed to go look for them but they had already ordered you to stay and the Emperor’s orders were always absolute. You lived for the Emperor and their will was yours, as well.

The ground shakes once more, albeit a bit stronger and closer to your location this time. And yet you still sat on the chair as if it had nothing to do with you. Fear and anxiety wasn’t a worry. Whatever trouble there was outside the very room you were in right now, you were sure the Emperor would swiftly deal with it.

You could hear faint screams outside the door behind you but that wasn’t of any worry to you. Nothing else mattered. No one else mattered. You waited for the Emperor patiently. Patiently…

Slam!

“...!” Hm? Did someone call your name? That’s funny. No one ever called your name aside from the Emperor. You don’t know why but the maids, the butlers, the workers, the guards, everyone… None of them called you by your name or even acknowledged you existed. Whenever you were around, they would always have their heads down as if they were afraid. You wondered what they were afraid of…

Your eyes widened as someone grasped your shoulder and forcefully turned you around to face them. The chair you had been sitting on was pushed back and fell on the ground, clattering loudly. You frowned, upset that someone would be so careless as to treat Their Majesty’s items like that but just as you finally got a clear look at the intruder, you stopped in your tracks.

Violet eyes… Violet…v̴͍́i̵̹̾ö̸̰l̶͉͗e̷͕͒t̷̥̀v̶̫͝i̸̠̾o̷̲̎l̷̪͒e̷͖̒ț̷̄v̷̟͆i̵̛̤o̵̠͝l̸̩̆ĕ̷̬t̶̛͜v̸̞̏i̶̳͋ơ̷͍l̷̜̓ḙ̶͛t̸̮͒v̶̠̂î̸̺o̴̝̅ļ̴̏ẹ̶͝t̶͓̄v̷̞͝ǐ̸͎ö̴͎́l̸̟͑e̶͈̚t̷̬̔v̶̩̓i̶͓̊ǒ̷͕l̴͙̈́ẹ̷̕t̶̪͆v̷̰͝ĩ̶̦o̶̰͐l̴̮̃ê̸̦ț̶͆t̷̹̑ĥ̷̙o̴̰͌š̶̥e̸̡͋h̴̛̖u̶̯͝r̶̫͌t̷̨͂f̴̰̀ů̵̦l̸͉̄e̶̠̓y̴̘̽ĕ̸̳s̶̠̆–

“You aren’t supposed to be here without any permission, you know?” You wistfully said after a few moments, looking at the hand on your shoulder. You contemplated whether to slap it away or something. No one was allowed to touch you but the Emperor, after all. Oddly enough, you seemed to have the urge to punch the person in front of you but you doubt that would be a nice idea seeing the drawn sword at the stranger’s other hand.

The stranger’s eyes looked at you with this… weird expression? You don’t know how to explain it but it was like they were searching through your expression, trying to find something. His eyes took on a wet sheen as he opened his mouth.

“H-Hey…” His unfamiliar voice shook, which you found odd since he didn't look like the type to be shaken up after beating up the guards that had been guarding the door. You looked past him, looking down at the guards groaning in pain on the floor that still hadn’t recovered and then at the broken door. “You… You remember me, r-right?” The man continued, almost begging.

“I don’t know you.” Was  your immediate answer as you looked back at him. What you said looked like it hurt him as he flinched and finally let go of your shoulders. “You know, if you’re trying to find treasures, you have to look on the other side of the palace. I doubt you could get in the treasury easily, though.”

The man looked frustrated as he grabbed his hair. “I’m not here to steal! I’m here to save you!”

You frowned, confused. What he said made no sense. If he wasn’t a thief then what reason would he supposedly ‘save’ you for? It’s not like you were in danger and it wasn't like you would be put in danger. The Emperor always took such good care of you and protected you.

“What for? If you’ve heard rumors about me then I doubt any of it’s true. As you can see, I’m living quite graciously under the Emperor’s kindness.”

The man grabbed your wrist, not that hard to hurt you but enough that you would have trouble getting away. “You were held here against your will for years!”

You were beginning to get angry. Not only did you already have the urge to punch the lights out of this person but insinuating that the Emperor was holding you against your will was just insulting!

You snapped back at him. “And I told you, those rumors are meaningless! Why won’t you listen to me?!”

Just then, a familiar voice rang out from the door. 

“Indeed. Why won’t you listen to them, you filthy little rat?” The Emperor stood there, bloody sword in hand, orange eyes blazing dangerously. “Barging into my house, daring to covet what’s mine…”

“My dear,” The Emperor said without looking at you. You know they were referring to you because they wouldn’t call anyone else by such a sweet nickname. “Kill him.”

Suddenly, as if a switch had been flipped, you lunged at the stranger with a dagger in hand and aimed for his heart. The dagger had always been hidden on your person at all times. It was a gift from the Emperor in case you had to kill someone who was either a threat to you or the Emperor. You wouldn’t be a good subject now if you couldn’t even protect the Emperor and yourself from nearby threats, would you?

Unfortunately, the guy lived as he escaped, letting go of your wrist and putting some distance between the two of you. “What–?!”

Still, you followed after him, rapidly closing the distance between the two of you and tried to pierce his neck but he finally seemed to manage to regain his wits with him and used his sword to block your dagger. It was scary how you weren’t even hesitating once the Emperor commanded you. Your eyes were entirely focused on the man, intent on taking advantage of any weakness you could find just to kill him. You were looking at him as nothing more than a prey– someone to be butchered and killed because of the Emperor’s command.

With every thrusts and slashes you made with the weapon, all the man did was block or dodge your attacks. He never retaliated but he seemed to have noticed you were gradually pushing him back towards the Emperor’s direction. Seeing that he was obviously overpowered should that sadistic Emperor join in the frey, he grit his teeth and looked at you.

“I’m… I’m sorry…” He said, his words full of meaning and yet it was somehow enough to make you pause in your action. Something inside your chest started to hurt. You don’t know what it was but it was getting so uncomfortable and searing like ants crawling all over your chest and taking pieces of you bit by bit.

This hesitation was enough for the man to find an opening in your stance and he kicked you on the stomach, sending you skidding across the floor, and then ran towards the window.

You hacked and coughed as you tried to regain your bearings. Pushing yourself up from the floor as you hold your stomach, you stared in disbelief as the man jumped out the window. And just like that, he was gone. 

“Y-Your Highness! ! My apo-apologies! I let the man get away!” And yet all that was in your mind was your failure to do as their Highness’ command. You looked desperately at the Emperor, fear swirling in your eyes. Fear of failing them. Fear of them finding you useless. Fear of being abandoned.

Their Majesty walked over to you, footsteps ringing loudly against the room. Your body started to shiver, eyes shaking as your mind ran millions of thoughts of what punishment the Emperor would give you. You could accept any kind of punishment as long as they never abandoned you. You would take it no matter how painful it was as long as you could be by your side. As long as they still allowed you to be by their side.

And yet they never did any of that, as kind and generous as they always were to you. The way they held your chin was soft and gentle, treating you as if you were made of porcelain. 

“It’s alright, my beloved. Why look so grim?” They whispered as they tilted your face so you could look at them. “That filthy rat was a traitorous man and your mind need not be tainted with him. He and his… rebellious group had managed to infiltrate the palace but they’ve all been dealt with now.” 

You looked hesitant, eyes drifting towards the window. You agreed. That man was indeed a ‘traitor’ but it was… different. “If… If I may be so bold, your Highness… May I ask who that… rebel was?”

“...” The Emperor just smiled but something about it felt too controlled… Too fake that it made you jump slightly and want to look away…

However you couldn’t as they helped you up and held you by your waist to support you. “You don’t need to know soon-to-be-dead people’s names, my dear. So forget about him and just keep thinking about me, alright?” They tilted your head again, gently and firmly so that you would only look at him and nowhere else. “Yes?” They urged.

“...” The expression on your face softened, your shoulders slumping down. The Emperor was right. Just thinking about that stranger was just making you feel all kinds of bad stuff in your chest that it was suffocating you. It was better not to think about him at all and just focus on the person who was truly much more important to you. 

“O…Okay, your Highness…”

As if pleased by your obedience, the Emperor let out a chuckle. A genuine one this time, and let your chin go. They pull you closer by their side, hand snaking over and around your waist as they nuzzle your neck. 

“Mmm, what did I tell you before to call me, my dear?”

Their lips tickled your neck and you try not to wiggle too much in their hold. “A-Alright, d…darling…” You shyly said.

Meanwhile, as the last of the sun’s light disappeared over the horizon, Caspian never stopped running. He knew that the Emperor wouldn’t let him escape that easily. He was being followed, he knows, and he can’t afford to stop right now.

“Fuck! Damn it! Why?!” He cursed under his breath, eyes tearing up as he remembered the unfamiliar look you gave him when he saw you. “Why? Why? Just why do I fucking mess everything up?!”

But he won’t give up on you, no. He’ll be back to free you from the Emperor’s grasp. To save you and make amends for his gravest mistake…

He'll be back...

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“C-Caspian…?” You said, looking up at your friend as you were held down on the floor by the tyrannical emperor’s subordinates. Your eyes shook as you looked at the violet-eyed man in front of you. “H…Hey, t-this is a j-joke, right?” Your eyes teared up, voice turning shaky at the thought of being betrayed by someone you trusted. Surely he wouldn’t betray you, right? He didn’t lead you into this trap for no reason, right? He wouldn’t just hand you over to the mad, obsessive emperor like this, right? He had a plan to let the two of you escape from here, right? Right?!

Except, he just looked down at you with cold eyes. As if the years you spent together didn’t mean anything to him anymore. As if both your cause didn’t matter anymore.

“Sorry about this bud but we’re all just trying to get by in life, alright?” He said, leaning back on his chair in a relaxed and calm manner. “I get a promotion and become a royal guard and you’ll become the Emperor’s assistant or something. I’m sure they won’t treat you badly if they’re willing to grant anything just to bring you to them unharmed, yeah?”

You started to struggle as the guards began to pull you away. “No! You don’t understand what that tyrant’s like, Caspian!” By now, the tears were already falling down your face. “You don’t understand what kind of monster’s hiding under their mask!”

And yet he doesn’t listen to you anymore, turning away as you were pulled away.

“C-Caspian! Please! Caspian! Help me!” You screamed, but he doesn’t look at you anymore. “Caspian! CASPIAN…!”

And from point in your life there was nothing but pain… pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, pain, p̵̬̞̒̄a̶̢͊î̶̧̍n̷̙̪͊͝,̴̤́ ̴̩͊p̶͚̜̆̃ȧ̸͉í̸̠̳̊n̵̹͑͆,̶̪̉͝ ̵̻̃p̷̰̉̄ä̵͙̞́i̵̢̬̽n̵͍̭͗͐,̷̹̼͑̈́ ̶̣̦̆p̷̞̆͆a̴̢͙̿̔i̵̭̪̋ņ̸͍̕,̸̻̹͗̓ ̶̡̞̐͛p̴̖̥͆a̷͉̿ī̸͖̈n̵͚͠,̶͉̿ ̴̡̓p̴̛͉͝a̸̢̠͌͒ḭ̷̛́ṉ̶̬̈́,̸͈̈́ ̷̢̳̋p̶̏͋͜ä̷̤́ǐ̶̳n̷̗̖̑,̵̡̄́ ̵̘̉̄p̶͕̭̐a̶͎͘i̴̛͇͚ṋ̶̂̐,̴͓̔̆ ̸̻̃̈́b̸̘̻̂e̴̳͖̓ ̴̫̗͆͋ó̸̻̯ḇ̷̊e̴͓̻͌d̴̪͊i̴̼̤̐̊e̶͈͌ǹ̵̙t̵͎̉̑ ̸̜̓n̴͍͕̅̀ö̴͖̝w̸̥͐̓,̸͊̉ͅ ̷̙̻̇̕y̷͂͒ͅo̸̟͆u̶̞̜̾͝'̶̠̂̈ĺ̵̝̦l̷͚͔̓́ ̶̨̞̇l̷̨͉̃͐e̶͖͑͒a̶̤̣̚r̴͍̅͌ǹ̸̛̗ ̸̙̬͛͗t̴̢̀o̷͍͑̓ ̵͈̟͌̎l̶̫̭̿̅o̷͓͋̇v̵̤͑e̵̤͔̊͒ ̷̼̜͐m̵̹͂e̸͕̝̿̈́,̸͇̠́ ̴̺̅ṕ̸͈̓a̷̜̮͛̐i̵̧̚n̶̺͕̑̀,̶̗̼̀ ̴̜͠p̴͓̣̆a̵͕̮͂ḯ̵̗̽n̵͚̎̽,̵̼̅ ̴̠͠p̵͕̝͋͘ḁ̶͂̏i̵̞͛ņ̴̻́̀,̷͈͆ ̴͇͝p̶̭͚͐͒a̴̳̟͗͐i̴̗͇̇͝n̸̢̽̿,̷̣̘́ ̷̰̹̏p̶̤̃̽a̷̟̐̕ī̴̳̱̎n̸̖̓,̵̧̀ ̵̦̙̍p̷͉̀͝a̵̝̾̕i̷͖̫̾͝n̸̥̮̈̓,̶̻͙̍̂ ̷̧̹̓͗p̴̙̏̿a̵̩͘ḭ̶̀͐n̷̳̄,̸̫̊ ̴̣̏s̸̢̖̔͐ŏ̶̧̞ ̵̠̀̆f̸̲̔ě̸̘i̷̪͎͐ş̷̅̓t̸̪̿̈ȳ̴͇̂͜,̶̟͖̈́̓ ̶͉͉̍̂s̴̛̻̝t̵̢͝ị̴̛ḷ̵̎l̴͖͋͗ ̶̲̆ạ̵̚ ̸̗̈́͌l̶̻̻̈́͗o̴̯̊̂t̸̜͓͊̚ ̴̋ͅó̴͕̹͆f̸̥̓ ̸̢̯͛ṟ̷̇̀e̵͖͆͠ŝ̶̡͎̕ỉ̸ͅs̶̯̩̃̄t̸̟̻̄̆á̶̻͈̅ñ̷̙̔c̶̘̗͛e̶̹̦̐̚ ̴̰̍͠i̸͉̍͝n̷͈͖̈́̉ ̷͇̩̌͑ÿ̴͍̼̋o̴̹̓ủ̶ͅ ̷̰̓͊l̶̯͆͑ỉ̶̯̫k̴͙̼̆ę̶̩́͋ ̵̰͖͗̔ť̶̳̪h̴̞̜̾ȧ̶͖̩t̶̟̳̾͘ ̷̻͎̽̏l̶̪͛́ï̴̱t̶̲̝̓t̶͙̫̽l̶͈͊e̴̬͆̕ ̵͖̅r̴̼͇͛̎ḛ̷̡̒s̶̟̭̐̂ỉ̸͍s̷̠̟͗̈́ṱ̷̱͋͑a̷̰͝ņ̵̘͊ċ̷̬͛e̶̛̜͛ ̵͚̓̃ò̸̩͊f̵̓͛͜ ̷̲͑̋ỵ̶͒͜͝o̶̝̓̿ṵ̸̼̒ṙ̷̛̩ş̶̝̍̕,̴̨̀̉ ̷̬̙̔p̴̢̈́a̶͇̖͑͘i̵̬͐n̵̨̉͜,̵̨̗̄ ̵͓̆p̶̜̊̎a̸͈͋i̵̻̎̀ǹ̷̰̰̃,̷͍̄ ̶̨̞̆̾p̴͔̆̋ǎ̵͔̝ī̴͖̹n̵̦̪̓,̸̠̅͠ ̶̠̦̒̈́p̷̧͂͝a̸̗̓ḯ̸̧͈̉n̵̤̤̋,̸̟̈́ ̴̛̥̫p̷̗͐̈a̵̭͗̂i̴̺̠̍n̷̖̞̿,̵̯͗ ̷̞̈́p̴̼͗a̶̯͠į̴͗n̸̹̘̕,̶͈͉̑̑ ̷̮̥̇j̵͔̜́û̸̬s̶̹̈͝t̴̑ͅ ̷̤͈̾s̷̫̿͑ṷ̸̯̾͘b̷̨͈͑m̷̻̿̈́í̵̙̥͑ṫ̵͍̰̚ ̵̟̌̆t̵̐̔ͅo̵͇̅ ̷̝͔͝m̶͈̚ë̶͓̝́͝ ̷͎̓̾a̷͓̺̓n̷̢̬͌ḑ̶̈́ ̴͎̅y̵͍̱̆̂ò̸͍͕͋ũ̴̗ͅ'̷̀̌͜l̶̙̩̑l̷͚̽̊ ̷̱͇͌̈f̴̖̝̾͐o̶̟͌ṙ̴̘͠g̴͇͙̽ḙ̷̅̈́ţ̸̽ ̵̱̣̈̕a̶̰͆l̴̯̠͋l̷͔̯̕ ̸͍̀ö̷̗́̕f̸̼̑͝ ̴͙͗t̸̤̏h̶̤̰̕e̴̩͋̅ ̷̪͌t̶̺̠̐h̶̢̍i̴̛̱͝n̶̼̠̂̋g̷͚̈ș̶̹̈́ ̵̓͜͝t̶̢͚̅̒h̶͈̓a̶̻͍̋̕t̷̳̀ ̷̻́h̷̹̱̽u̶͙̔͜r̶͉̄t̶̫͓́ ̶̢̼̈́y̵̦͖͝o̶̢̓ü̷̬̓,̸̪̀͠ ̸̬̈́͠ď̵̨͉̆e̶͉͓͑̚a̸̟͆r̶͎̕,̵͎̌̃ ̴͍̈̾p̴̘̖͊à̸̞̥ï̶͙n̸̠̦͠͝,̴̛̥͕ ̷̘̑̈́p̴͎̀́a̵̯̳̐i̷̥̥̽̾n̵͈̞̂͒,̷͎̓͠ ̸̮͓̓p̴͕̱̑a̸̢͔̅i̸̼̍n̶̙̥̾̓,̸̨̛́ ̵͎͊̉p̵͔͌á̴̲i̸̪̓n̴͇̊,̴̦̾ ̵͖͗p̵̜̎a̶̭̯̾i̶̳̥̅n̷̩͉̈́,̸̢̼̊ ̵͉̈́͝t̷̬͆͛ḫ̷́i̶̖̇š̷͎ ̴̜̠̃w̶̟͖͗į̴̎ḷ̶̩̾͝l̷̺͋͠ ̸̡̈́̈́ḅ̵̓ẹ̶̡̈́͘ ̶̬̰͒͐m̴͇̝̀̀ǘ̷̗̐c̷̱̬͒h̷̤̕ ̸͚̈́̈́é̵̎͜a̵̞͆ṡ̷̹i̸̺͓̎e̷̺̿́r̸̥̳̆̍ ̸̱̟̌͠i̵̝͂͊f̵̘̣̾͛ ̷̙̹͂͆y̵̬̋͘o̴̜͂͠ũ̴̢ ̵͈͇͐̌j̴̢̓u̷͖̩͒ṣ̴̂t̸͈͖̿͝ ̷̛̝͝s̴̳̓͛u̶̝͚̒b̶̤̈́̿m̴̧̹̿̈í̸̢t̴̛͕̦̔,̷̜̓̓ ̶̨̨̍p̵͚͆ã̴̉ͅi̵̹͔͊͝n̴͓͔͘,̷̤̇͝ ̵͚̞͊p̷̰̎a̴͚̓̉i̸͔͐ņ̵̫͐,̷͓̆̈́ ̴̭͇́̂p̵̺̮̃ȃ̶̡̰̏ḯ̴ͅn̴̙̉͘͜,̷̰̝̌̕ ̷̺̈ͅp̶̗̿a̷̧̞͗ì̸̥̚n̶͍͌̓͜,̸̧̺͝ ̴̺̿p̴̠̯̾â̴͚̪͝ị̵͇͘n̵̩͉̐-̵͚̖͌-̷̦̺̑̆

…until finally, acceptance.

You just loved the Emperor so much, didn't you?

[theroyalyandere]

request: Hello can I request yandere Emperor with a foreign dancer reader??? Like reader is runaway princess of a kingdom because she didn't wanted to marry an old noble man whom her parents choose for her to gain political support. Thank you!!

yandere!emperor x dancer!reader

you escaped your kingdom in the disguise of a dancer and it worked well with how skilled you are at dancing.

you ran away because your wish to marry for love was disregarded by the king and queen, your parents. they instead arranged you to a wealthy old nobel who's obviously does not have the best intentions.

you travelled along with your crew to various kingdoms to perform.

until you stopped to perform at the yandere!emperor's empire.

he was well known to be a benevolent emperor he already had a harem of his own occupied by the most beautiful women in the empire.

however he has not taken any empress yet, despite the Court's determination to marry one of their daughters to their beloved emperor.

when the day of the feast came, you were the star of the performance. eyes were on you, dazzling as you dance with grace.

with your beauty, everyone has fallen for you including the emperor himself.

he felt his heart beating out of his chest the moment his eyes landed on you, he couldn't take his eyes of you looking like a fever dream.

at that very moment he was determined to make you his.

he immediately asked his right hand to know about you and offered your crew to stay at the palace for a while in return for the performance you had given.

he started to subtly court you by asking for your presence to join in him for tea and a chat.

he then started to take you out on dates, which you don't mind assuming it was only the emperor's kindness and hospitality.

he also gave you gifts such as clothes and jewelery or anything your heart desires he will have it granted to you.

it took a while to make you fall for him but you did.

the emperor couldn't be even happier than having you.

he started to spoil you more and more which made his affections to you even obvious to the eyes of others.

he only requested you to his chambers to spend the night with him leaving the harem confused by his actions.

his courtship towards you spread out like fire within the empire.

because of this the court still continued to pursue the emperor to marry their daughters and it led to the jealousy of his consorts and concubines

you were subjected to various humiliation whenever the emperor was not around but you kept quiet to not cause a fuss

until you were fed up with the mistreatment

you packed your things and talked to the crew to leave the empire and embark on another adventure

when you went to see the emperor, he was happy to see you and even offered to spend time with you

however, his happiness was shattered the moment you said you needed to leave

he went to you and pulled you closer to him asking why are you leaving him and was begging not to leave him because you are his life

you hesitated to tell him but decided not to so you kept silent and went away.

that day the emperor became harsh and cold towards the servants and everyone who crosses his way.

he couldn't let you go, so he ordered his loyal servant to find out the cause of you suddenly leaving him.

it enraged him when he found out how you were treated by the nobles and his harem during your stay.

so he ordered his knights to murder all of the concubines and nobles who participated to make you miserable.

he also investigated your background and found out you were a runaway princess

he immediately went to negotiate with your parents to cut your engagement to whoever noble that it was in exchange for a greater benefit in exchange for your hand

they agree to his offer and he left, but not without a chaos at the kingdom

this action sparked a fear towards everyone among the empire.

they certainly did not expect him to commit a mass murder just because of a foreign dancer.

the news reached to you and you couldn't deny how it made you afraid soon enough he will be out to get you.

guess what, the next morning you open the door and see him staring at you with craziness and love behind those eyes of his.

behind him is his knights conquering the village you are staying at.

he grins down at you "hello my love, I'm glad to see you again."

I hope you like this! :)

[abbyfmc]

Yandere Story Idea #16:

Yandere Yandere (Fatherly) Emperor and Empress (Maternal) x Daughter! Reader:

Think about it.

I imagine that after a long line of princes, the yandere empress finally has a princess, and both parents are delighted with her, since she was the first daughter after many years of trying. Your father, the emperor, agrees that you be raised under the care of the empress (your mother).

From the moment you were born, you were never left alone for a single minute. When the Empress wasn't with you, the Emperor himself was. Your mother always made you follow her everywhere she went, as well as sharing her tastes and hobbies, since having only had princes prevented her from doing that. You had a close mother-daughter relationship, and with your father it was something more or less similar.

As you grow up, your parents become more overprotective of you, so much so that they even limit your contact with your older brothers, the princes. Not only would they give you nice gifts, but the best teachers, doctors and servants would be at your disposal (even better than those of your older brothers), although your brothers would probably be jealous of you.

They wouldn't let you walk alone for even a second.

If your father has a harem of consorts and concubines (like other emperors), then the empress will be more paranoid about you, since even though princesses do not inherit the throne, she knows that her enemies can harm you.

Once, when you were five years old, a maid broke a porcelain doll that your father had given you after returning from one of his trips. Unfortunately for that maid, the emperor was returning with you just when the doll broke, so he saw it and got SO angry that he asked his butler to take you out to the garden for a walk, so that you wouldn't see your father the emperor whip the poor maid to death. All this because he considered that maid to be reckless in daring to do that to your things, even if it had been an accident.

Even if more princesses were born, you were the object of your parents' overprotection and adoration.

Even your older brothers didn't dare to do anything bad to you. Once a new maid spoke ill of you (even though you hadn't done anything), and the empress herself slapped her in the face.

They hired servants who document your EVERY move.

The Emperor adores you so much that he will delay any kind of engagement or marriage alliance. He will reject any proposal, and silence anyone who mentions the subject. He does not want you away from him.

If it were up to them, you would stay locked in your room all the time so that nothing would hurt you, and they would tell you that they do everything for your own good.

You were punished by being locked up for an indefinite period of time, followed by the classic punishment of writing the same sentence repeatedly for a long time.

No trying to escape from the palace. The emperor would have experienced guards and servants around you to prevent that.

And if you do get married, then your parents will make sure that you have no choice but to live near the palace, no matter what.

They would be capable of killing if something happens to you.

If you fall ill, they will make sure you rest and eat well, even if it is against your will. If you were to die, they would both go mad with grief, especially the empress.

If you were to die, they would use your chambers as a sanctuary to you, where they would go to pray for you, and in the process force EVERYONE to mourn you.

Your emperor father would not let you have any contact with his family, as there is a power struggle going on where even his own brothers, cousins ​​and uncles could be his enemies and would do ANYTHING to get the throne; even if that includes kidnapping or killing you just because you are the emperor's daughter. Your mother would know this, and every time her brothers-in-law come, she will make you stay with her in the central palace.

With the Empress's family it's a different story, since there are no problems of inheritance of the throne, things are easier unless there is someone who tries to hurt you or pressure you like they do with your mother.

-The End.

What do you think?

[xomarryamox]

Hey guys! I read an imagine on tumblr a while ago about a yandere king/emperor and his 'mistress', where he is married to someone else but the reader cures him of a curse/illness and he falls for her and in another imagine related to it, his wife accuses reader of stealing her necklace and I think he takes his wife's ladies in waiting or maids away to punish them, and I was wondering if anyone else has heard of it. I have looked everywhere but I can't find it 😭

Thank youuu

[cumtastiics]

"Say it."

His tone was commanding and dominant. It was an order, and he wanted it to be known.

"Come on," he taunted, "Say that you belong to me. I want us to be together forever, after all. You don't want to disappoint your emperor, do you? You don't want to be replaced by another concubine, right?"

He was testing your loyalty, and you knew it.

new yandere emperor..?! do we like chat :3

[yanyanboi]

I’m going to post a yandere emperor x fem reader tomorrow or the day after tomorrow instead of pt 3 of yandere jock, but don’t worry because I’ll post pt3 after I post the Yandere emperor