#yandere jean

[yanderehsr]

Requesting Knight of Favonius Reader telling Yandere Jean, Eula, and Amber about how they want to quit someday and explore the world.

Sure, Hope you'll enjoy😄

Trigger Warning: Yandere, Obsessive behaviour, Possessive behaviour, Kidnapping

Jean: She becomes heartbroken, so you wanna leave the knights of favonius, you wanna leave her, she won't stop you, and she certainly wouldn't kidnap you either, she just becomes really depressed on top of her overworking herself.

In her heartbreak Jean makes up delusions to deal with this, maybe someone is forcing this decision on you, maybe you needed a knight in shining armor to save you… maybe she can be that knight, she still won't kidnap you but some people around you seem to go missing and Jean has been looking happier recently, weird right?

“Yes, I am looking into the disappearances, you have nothing to worry about… until this situation is figured out I will need you to stay in Mondstadt, thank you for your cooperation”

Eula: Nope nope, never, not happening, there is no way she would ever allow you to travel elsewhere, not when there is so much danger out there and especially not away from her, the only thing she thinks is a good thing is that you are going to quit being a knight, she never wanted you to be one in the first place.

Eula is patient, she waits for you to quit and when you go outside of Mondstadt she is already waiting for you, to bring you to her home, she knows it was your dream to explore but she can't let you, she rarely allows people a place in her heart and she would be a fool to allow you to get away.

“Don't look at me like that, you brought this unto yourself when you wanted to leave”

Amber: Oh you wanna leave, no problem she'll go with you, she'll take a few weeks vacation, she doesn't mind it if you quit working as a knight, she'll provide for you herself, in her mind she sees your relationship as dating even if you two aren't.

But the second Amber figures out that you wanna leave for longer than her vacation is, she drags you back to Mondstadt, you and her are meant for eachother, you are supposed to never leave each other, so Amber does whatever she has to do to bring you back.

“You aren't trying to leave me are you… Y-you totally are, I won't allow it you are coming back now whether you want it or not”

[softenkiss]

breakin their heart (pt 1)! yandere knights of favonius ଓ

tw. yandere, obsessive + posessive behavior, delusional behavior, clingyness, stalking, kidnapping, drugging, rumors & being pressured into things (reader)!

notes. rewritten based on the old post (which has been DELETED,, rip 😔 dw though the others are still privated) enjoy loves (and i hope you like this style of my writing!!) ♡

jean:

oh boy. she does NOT take it well. she's literally like :(( the whole time.

girl is trying her hardest to stay calm but it's hard 😔 the love of her life is literally leaving her,, how can someone not expect her to freak out?? she's trying her damn hardest to convince u to stay. it's her busy work schedule isn't it? she'll make time for you, she swears!! you can even stay in her office as she works if it's not possible. just don't go...

(jean doesn't come to the conclusion that no, her work is not one of the main reasons why you're trying to break up with her. it's her freakish obsessive behavior. and no, she probably won't ever come to that fact either. definitely gaslights herself and goes right back to thinking that her load of work is the main and ONLY reason why ur trying to leave).

when the words leave your lips, she's shaking. blunt and icy, jean's not used to u sounding so cold! her hands are trembling and she can't bear to look at you, drowning your words out because archons...she bear to look at you right now. she already knows that she'll break down into tears and start sobbing pathetically.

keeps quiet and most likely let's you leave with only a few pleading words. you deserve someone better, someone that actually has the time to love and care for you, but by the gods...she couldn't (and wouldn't) let that happen! you both belong together, even if you don't seem to see it.

(which is totally understandable, she gets it, she gets u! she'll be better just for you <3)

overloads herself with work, paperwork mostly. duties related outside remind her too much of you. she'll pass by windrise and literally start bawling (that tree over there was the same one where u both had you're first date!). the other knights are extremely worried about her, and it's not too hard to put the pieces together.

(lisa walked into her office once to her literally sobbing while holding a picture of you in her arms,, her sadness is very easy to see)

some of the knights try (maybe even forcefully hint at it too? they're desperate) to get you back with jean,, coming into ur house and informing you of her behavior. if that doesn't work, jean will...eventually take things into her own hands.

gifts and a overwhelming flow of letters sent to you are her ways of getting you back! ur door is practically loaded with stuff and you always end up tripping over something when you walk out the door. her gifts are sentimental and always (attempt) to alick a memory back into ur head.

(the pink roses she leaves you brings up the time she made a whole garden just for you, or the fancy set of jewelry u once mentioned that you wanted. she has a good memory and writes anything you mention you want down in case she forgets <3)

if you even show the slightest bit of fondness in her gifts/letters, jean immediately takes this as you wanting to get back together. and boy,, does she start amping her efforts up to 100%. i can see her also starting to act a little better and the other knights are just like 'jean seems to be getting better! we should try to help out so she's feeling better again!' and start pressuring you again. they, along with jean, are very persistent and won't stop until you get back with her :))

amber:

thinks ur very silly and just kisses your cheek! just another silly moment from her darling partner, you're hilarious! it'll take a while to convince her otherwise that no, you aren't being 'silly' right now and that you want to break up with her because she's an obsessed weirdo.

(and to stop trying to tickle u in an attempt to make you laugh. because she will definitely bounce on the fact as soon as she sees you start to crack a smile. she knew you were joking! you're smiling and everything!)

and even then, after showing her that you actually mean it, she's...laughing. it's strained and slightly nervous, but she's laughing. her lips twist into a (fake) smile and she justs itching to grab you. ur arm or anything! you have to be joking...right? her smile will widen into a grin that makes you uneasy, though u stay quiet.

opposite of jean completely, doesn't even try to hide how upset she is. just starts clinging into ur arm and begging and pleading for you to stay. oh archons, you can't leave her, please! please, don't go! please...? she begs of you...

you'll literally have to drag yourself back home with her clinging onto ur leg /hj. she will NOT let you leave omg 😭 on a serious note though you could probably just push her off (u gotta use your muscles her grip is tight as hell 😔) and just leave her there sobbing. she'll get over it, amber always does! it's for the best for both of your sakes (...mostly for ur sake though).

amber comes to work looking a MESS. eyes puffy and hair all frazzled. everyone's worried for her and wondering what happened, and soon she just starts sobbing again. she's misses you so much and will literally start crying in the arms of whoever embraces her first 😭

once the knights are informed of the situation (because unlike jean, amber can't help herself and spits out everything),, they're going RIGHT to u. you think you're about to be arrested one day when two knights are at your door but they're literally just there to get you back with her lmao

girlie is a mess without u. she can't eat, sleep, work, nothing. all she can think of is you and it's just so hard to get out of bed 😔 she will...someday with the pursuit of getting you back! yep, that's what she'll do and she'll do it well!

boy,, she does NOT leave you alone for even a second. she's all over u and literally acting as if ur still dating. she's buying you gifts, food (tons of food, lots of food), and even writing you letters (even if she's not...all that good at it- she's trying her hardest, okay??). the knights are also helping her too because seeing the energetic outsider so depressed is not something they want to see :(( ...atleast they care??

give her a inch she takes a fucking MILE. thanking her for paying for your food? you obviously want her back omg,, it's a sign!! she's squealing and literally so happy and ur just trying to enjoy the food and just 😐🍕

(she knew you wanted her back!! she just needed to court you again and gain ur love back! she promises she'll never make the same mistake again, she swears!! she knows how much u hate her popping into ur house unannouced and stealing your stuff so she won't do it! ...as much)

kaeya:

woe is him and he is woe... 😔

he's just so hurt, heartbroken even. the love of his life is breaking up with him, just leaving him as if the relationship between you both wasn't anything. he's just so sad,, sniffle sniffle...

...

seriously, though. he's just :)) throughout ur whole breakup speech. you'll be going off on how u noticed he's been stalking you and the way hes been distancing you away from ur loved ones and he's just grinning and shit.

obviously this pisses u off because he's just taking this so...nonchalantly?? archons,, you can't stand him! u walk out steaming and he can't help but grin and watch you walk away. he's confident, that's for sure. like he knows you'll come back.

but how wrong he is, because unfortunately (for him) you don't! he watches you even before the 'break up' and he's watching you now,, and you seem so...relaxed. happy, even. better off without him in your life.

(this won't do at all. don't you know u mean so fondly to him? don't you know he can't live without you? your disregardment for his feelings really breaks his heart, y'know?)

has a very particular plan on winning u back up his sleeves,, just you wait :)) it'll all start with him being so kind and gifting you things you know you want (or need), and being a corny lovey dovey letter writer (shakespeare wannabe). this'll last for a good month or so and if he sees no sign of process,, it's time for the other part of his plan!

(he obviously has layers to this. this is you he's trying to win back, he's gotta put in all the stops!)

this...is the part where things get a little messy for u 😬 he necessarily doesn't want to,, but his other plans revolve him doing worser (hint! hiding you away is one of them!), so this is for the best for both of ya, okay?

people are going to start avoiding you. with some, it's sudden. with others, it's slower, but it's not unnoticeable. it's strange, because you don't remember doing anything wrong to anyone, but everyone's avoiding you! ...except your little secret admirer (who really isn't so secret,, he signs all the shit he's get you proudly 😇)

and who's behind all this weird behavior from the people in mondstadt? well give it up for ur ex, kaeya alberich! he's a snotty little weasel,, and you have a inkling feeling who the perpetrator was (and ur right!! kaeya thinks your a very smart cookie!!). confronting him won't get u anywhere honestly because he won't admit to it, he has nothing to admit! ...unless you get back together, of course :33

it's all up to you really. facing the rumors with ur head up high and avoiding him won't get you much anywhere as he'll just end up snatching you away after a while (he loves and hates how mentally strong you are sometimes!). and giving up will just have you back in his arms, which was he wanted from the start! he won this little game of urs fair and square!

lisa:

she's drugging your ass lmao

joking...kinda. she's not going to start pleading and begging for you to say, though she's obviously going to be upset. she has emotions, can't you see? she's frowning so deeply 😞

lisa doesn't want you to leave her. she loves you! if that wasn't obvious with how keen she is of having you all to herself and throwing off potential rivals in pursuit of u, then she doesn't know what is! won't you atleast share a cup of tea with her first, just before you go?

(DON'T drink the tea. it's drugged and you will fall asleep before even finishing the cup)

and hey, even if you don't wanna relax with her for the last time, then you both can still be friends right? or atleast hang out possibly? she's rather persistent but it doesn't come off as clingy/pathetic because she's just rather calm about it all. and unlike kaeya, she's not faking dramatics and just let's you leave.

(obviously,, this is all just ruse to get u back into her arms. she's saddened, really. she truly is. she truly didn't expect for u to see her...darker behavior but she always knew you were a smart cookie <3)

will give you a week or two before she's slowly inching back into ur life. she'll give you a small wave, a quiet hello, etc etc. it's little things really. short conversations soon start happening again and she'll just ask u how ur days going, that sort of thing. she just wants to see how her favorite person is doing! nothing wrong with that, hm?

it'll slowly come to the point where she's offering you to share a cup of tea with her, just like when she tried to break up with u. you can obviously say no, but she'll still want you to take this special batch she has!! it's rather tasty and it's good for calming the drinker down <3

...

liar.

you'll end u stuffed somewhere. it's cold, so extremely cold and ur night clothes aren't much help (she did say the tea was for calming, and u really couldn't sleep that night!). ur obviously scared, but that immediately turns into frustration as soon as lisa appears and tells you her whole plan. tell her that she lied about the tea being for calming and she'll literally just tell you that it wasn't technically a lie! you were still relaxed in your last moments in your home, weren't you? 🙂

(situation will end up the same even if you don't end up taking in the little baits she set up so perfectly for u to take. she didn't expect you to be so smart! she'll just have to go into your house with the key u never took back from her and put something in ur drink, easy peasy :))

[yourlocaltrashcan657]

★Mental Hospital AU! AOT Chapters★

Prologue ᯓᝰ.ᐟ Chapter 1- Meeting Eren ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ Chapter 2- Meeting Armin  (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ Chapter 3- Meeting Levi (っ- ‸ - ς) Chapter 4- Break Time ᯓᝰ.ᐟ Chapter 5- Meeting Connie (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ Chapter 6- Meeting Jean (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) ! Chapter 7- Meeting Reiner ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ Chapter 8- Lunch Time ᯓᝰ.ᐟ Chapter 9- Meeting Bertolt ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ᗜ^) Chapter 10- Exchange ᯓᝰ.ᐟ Chapter 11- Yeager or Ackerman ᯓᝰ.ᐟ Chapter 12- Eren ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ Chapter 13- Armin (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ Chapter 14- Lunch Duty Chapter 15- Levi (っ- ‸ - ς) Chapter 16- Break In ᯓᝰ.ᐟ Chapter 17- Connie (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ Chapter 18- Jean (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) ! Chapter 19- Reiner ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ Chapter 20- Bertolt ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ᗜ^) Chapter 21- Blackout  ᯓᝰ.ᐟ ~| Eren Ending |~ ʚ(｡˃ ᵕ ˂ )ɞ ~| Armin Ending |~ (ᴗ͈ˬᴗ͈)ꕤ.ﾟ ~| Levi Ending |~ (っ- ‸ - ς) ~| Connie Ending |~ (ෆ˙ᵕ˙ෆ)♡ ~| Jean Ending |~ (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵) ! ~| Reiner Ending |~ ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ~| Bertolt Ending |~ ദ്ദി(｡•̀ ᗜ^) ~| Erwin Ending |~ ˙ᵕ˙

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hey so I have a kinda weird request, you have the right to ignore this of course.

How would Beidou, Yae Miko and Jean react to object of their love would say that they see them like their older sister (basicaly friend-zoneing them)

hi hi! sorry it took me so long to get to this, it took me a bit of sitting on it to get a good response formulated! sorry for the wait :3

Warnings: this post contains yandere-themes, including kidnapping, love potions/drugging, mentions of conditioning/brainwashing, mentions of Stockholm syndrome, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Beidou:

She’s understandably crushed by this, while she encourages the members of her crew to behave like family and considers them as much, she wants you to see her as more. She’s already an older sister figure to others, she wants to finally mean something more to someone.

Beidou takes a few days to collect her thoughts, skilly avoiding you and holing up in her quarters on the Crux as she contemplates her next course of action. She might be crazy and reckless sometimes, her history can speak to that, she isn’t one to rush in without a plan.

She emerges with a new confidence, her usual swagger in her step as she confronts you once more. She tells you that she wants to take you on a trip and to pack your bags, enough for a few weeks. And no, you can’t decline.

“C’mon Doll, go get packing, an adventure awaits us.” A chuckle follows her words, her hands waving you off in the direction of your home. She follows behind you, helping you gather your things and carry them back to the Crux.

Beidou doesn’t tell you where she’s planning to take you, and the crew’s lips are equally as sealed, but the sudden shine in her eyes, the extra bit of stretch to her grin, and the way she can’t seem to keep away from you, all tell you that it’s certainly going to be something interesting.

Beidou decides to take you on a fairly long goose chase. While she claims you’re headed in the direction of one nation, you’re actually headed in the other. It takes a long while before you notice that you don’t really ever seem to reach a destination, just stopping in at small harbors and cities to restock food and supplies before setting off again. 

Her plan was essentially to trap you on the ship with her, have you sleep in the captain’s quarters with her, and spend every moment you physically could with her. She wanted you to become reliant on her presence, to want her around the same way she wanted you around.

It’s a fairly shaky plan that relies mostly on you developing some form of Stockholm syndrome, but she’s insistent it will work. It has to. She needs you.

Yae Miko:

While she can understand where you’re coming from, it also frustrates her greatly. Of course, she’s very good at not letting it show, but she didn’t spend all this time doting on you and loving you like no other just to be seen as a sister.

She doesn’t let the sudden news interrupt your relationship though, if anything she’s just more insistent in the little ways she loves on you. A hand on the small of your back when you two walk together, tucking stray strands of hair behind your ear for you, the little things. Little things that she wants to make your heart flutter like how you make hers soar.

The longer it takes to win you over the more frustrated she gets, her centuries alive could not grant her enough patience to put up with this. But she remains cordial, acting as if everything is ok and normal. Until she can’t keep up the act. 

“Just hold still darling, it hurts less that way.” Yae smiles as she watches you struggle against your rope bindings, she knows they aren’t comfortable and don’t feel the greatest, that the rough rope bruises and chaffs your skin, but it would have to do for now. She can’t trust you to be free just yet, after all, you haven’t proven your love and devotion to her.

Yae jumps into the drastic route of kidnapping, keeping you confined in a place that only she and a select few others are aware of. She’s with you all day every day for the first week or so and after that, the hours vary. She does still have duties to uphold at the Grand Sakura Shrine after all.

When she’s with you though, it’s time spent conditioning you into new behaviors and mindsets, making you dependent on her and her love to even function. If you cannot open your eyes and see that you do love her, then she supposes she’ll just have to show you herself.

When she’s not with you, you’re given some freedom to explore the strange area, but nothing too grand. You’re kept confined to a room, a door the only break in the walls, with basic decorations and furniture. Yae didn’t spend too much time decorating, she didn’t want you getting too attached to this place, after all, she plans to take you back home someday.

Jean:

Jean is possibly the most understanding about all of this. Not only is she already an older sister, but she’s also a leader and considered like family to a lot of Mondstat. This isn’t to say she’s not upset by this though, it hurts her deeply.

Deeply enough that she spends a few days burrowed in her office, drowning her aching heart out in mountains of paperwork. Eventually, Lisa lures her out with the promise of helping to change your mind, which Jean is hesitant to do.

She respects your decision and your choices, but she simply can’t imagine life without you. So it’s no surprise that she does accept Lisa’s help, who in turn recruits Albedo.

It doesn’t take long for Lisa and Albedo to come to a solution. Between their combined knowledge and power, creating a love potion was simple. Unorthodox sure, but Lisa was confident it would work, nobody would even know. Albedo was in it merely to see how one responds to being under its effects.

Jean is hesitant to give it to you, her hands turning the bottle over and over in her hands as she considers whether or not she wants to do it. There’s a small part of her that feels guilty about it, about taking such a large part of who you are from you, but the large part of her is dying to hold you in her arms, to leave kisses all over your face, to properly call you hers.

It’s almost startling how easily she finds herself giving it to you, inviting you over for some tea to apologize for her absence and her reaction to your rejection. Everything about it feels so normal, what reason would you have to believe your drink has been spiked.

When you take the first sip and it tastes funny should’ve been the first sign something was wrong, but at Jean���s insistence that she was sure she had made it right, you settle for taking another sip, eventually finishing your whole cup. A smile graced Jean’s face when she saw you set the empty cup down.

It didn’t take long for the effects to set in, after all, you’d consumed quite a bit. Seeing you looking at her like she put the stars in the sky like she was the greatest person you’d ever met, melted all of Jean’s doubts. Screw feeling guilty, Jean was happy you finally loved her back.

[moonligyt1234]

Dearest Manager

[NAME]

[LAST NAME]

They/them

Sypnosis:You the manager of the six breeze but their attachment to you are so otherworldly.

When you first started:

When you fist started it was just applies there was only Venti member during that time.

Venti was known on the social media for his melodious songs that he sing the many songs he have on cover.

He was so friendly to you something that gets away the stress that's been in you're heart the tightening grip was gone.

The next member that was recruited was Aether who is only a normal barista doing part time jobs with his sister.

How you two met: Well you and Venti usually stop by on the cafe he always work by where you planned things.

During that time the band that always play on the cafe was gone apparently something about one of the lead singer wife having their birth and the friends just tag along.

Aether was the one who stepped up to perform the voice it was so enchanting.

When you and Venti look at each other you both knew he have to get in.

Xiao was unpredictable coming off as a loner. But short.

Zhongli was one of the Venti's former coworkers on D. I. C. K. Z. weird name honestly.

They almost have a dirty mind.

*bonk*

Xiao was one of the guitarist he was a genius.

You and Venti seriously went on knees for him to join.

Aether was trying to stop you both.

The 4nemo was made.

During their first song there were chaos of course you have to be the peacemaker even though in reality you are the tiredmaker.

Until you meet someone.

"Hi there the names Jean this is Sucrose."

Jean a talented a female who is part of a rich family meanwhile Sucrose a colleague student who running low on money meet Jean by pure accident.

With that Jean become one of the managers a talented one Sucrose although a shy one was good at picking the tunes.

The first song was a hit.

Mainly towards at the female first.

A new members then joined two boys dragging a grumpy one.

Kazuha, Heizou and Kunikuzuhi.

Two sun shines and a grumpy one.

Of course with the new recruits and considering how the look like the fans immediately loved them.

Yeah you can practically hear the simping.

Faruzan your best friend become one of the managers when she saw how deep your eye bags were helping with the debut.

Another success.

Until your birthday came around.

At first you didn't pay attention to it until you noticed how not one of them are answering or reading your messages thats weird.

Considering how they quick they answer on your message.

When you went into the building it was so dark until you opened the lights.

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY [NAME]"

Until a cake goes in your face courtesy of Wanderer causing for him to get chased by Xiao.

Where's Sayu?

Sayu is your little sister going to elementary school.

What Yandereness did they do?

Wandering on how you stayed as their manager for that long when in reality you are planning to quit after their debut?

Well they found out they're not very happy they threaten you're boss. It's not like someone will believe them though.

Heizou before joining the band was a detective so dealing with them is easy.

Every footage was deleted courtesy by Faruzan and Jean.

So there's no escape.

Do they have group chat about you?

Yes yes they do.

Bunch of it was pictures of you and learning you're favorite from the others.

Also looking after after you they see how worse your eye bags could get to.

They're so worried about you here have some bento and you're favorite drink.

Don't ask them how they know just eat you're making them so worried about you.

When they team up;

Why team up because it's so easy protecting you as a group. Plus fighting with one another is tiring.

Plus the other have advantage that they don't.

When they start picking up with the other becoming yanderes they wondered why not create a group to protect you.

It was Venti's idea.

[mellowwillowy]

𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐖𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐂𝐢𝐫𝐜𝐮𝐬

Yan! Circus Performers x GN!Reader

(Feel free to insert the Yans yourself, I will tag some that could work by the ending)

TW: Body horror and details (Yans and Reader), general Yan warnings, proceed with caution. (Gore level: 1.5)

Darker than night, deep in the woods you'll find Standing alone, a circus that no one knows

Was it a mistake for you to wander into the woods? With a pamphlet in your hand, you strayed into the woods to see the circus. The pair looked so adorable, the two of them looked alike as though they were only mirroring each other. Although their face looked sad, the two sounded cheerful…. as though they were trying to cover their cries…

Children who can't even carry the trembling limbs they were born with

Master of all, nearly ten meters tall Watching the show, eyes that will slowly grow

Yet no one had ever seen the Master of the Circus.

All who perform smile with faces torn Happy with glee, strange as they look to me

You looked at everyone. The pair of Aces looked into you as they laughed merrily, reminding you of the Ace that you never got in a game of blackjack. The other performer offered you their hand as though they were asking you for a dance. A dance, with a performer that was at least 6 meters tall, oh how amazing.

Shall the fun start? Follow me to the Dark Woods Circus Please, join the festivity

The pair of Ace ran into the circus, and their laugh rang endlessly. The tall performer's back was tapped by another performer who was just as tall as them.

They smile as they dream of their mother's embrace

Come and see the two-headed (freak) of nature

The pair of Ace smiled eerily, both of their hands clasped to each other, the cloak covering their bodies taken off revealing stitched bodies. ""Oh what fun! Come, child of human! Kekekekeke…"" Their laugh was just as mirrored as their appearance and fate!

Gaze at a siren, her flesh deformed

"Don't you find me beautiful, dove? Do you perhaps envy me? Truth is that I envy you instead." They held your hand, their eyes unable to find yours and yet they envy your beauty.

Fear the all-eating beast and his love for cold Decaying meals that once were warm

The man's arms were bound to his back, the only thing he could do was feast what was placed in front of him! The woman next to him buried her head into her knees, her surroundings were painted in red wine. "It's delicious, they are delicious, Mother, it tastes so good. I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm SORRY" "Kekeke, do you have more for us to eat? We'd like to eat you but… a shame… love… heart… kekekeke…"

Did we ask to breathe? Did we ask to only be abused, Living in bodies like these?

The pair of tall performers started dancing, twirling, spinning lovingly as they tried not to step on you. Their eyes stared into each other, dared not to make any mistake with their steps. ""Perhaps it would be nice for the three of us to dance together?"" Their voice rang as their eyes looked down, staring into yours. "It won't hurt that much, dove" "They'll just break and attach a new pair of legs on you, dove"

When you look at me, what is it that you see? Now a face rotting and torn at the seams

"See? I knew you were beautiful." The pair of Ace took off their blindfold, their eyes bore into yours. "So beautiful, a pair of legs, a pair of eyes, and a face that doesn't rot! You look like a dove!"

Through the pain I scream, how "it hurts so badly" "But we can't help it or do anything"

"Don't you think you'll look even more beautiful if you look exactly like one?"

As the girl would weep, telling me this sadly We perform, always the circus repeats

"Or perhaps we could clip your wings." "That way, you are forever bound to us." The pair laughed again, this time their hands were unclasped, reaching out to you.

How I love the show! How I love it all so! Can you see how fun a circus can be?

The pair of Ace jumped, their voice filling the whole circus as they cheered endlessly.

As our flesh decays and our eyes melt away With a face rotting, it's fun every day

""Because we've found ourselves an injured Dove!! Cheer to everyone, Cheer to the deformity of our Master!!""

How I long to die, why am I still alive? Anyone help me escape from this life

"We have captured the Dove's heart! It decides to rest here!" "Let's clip their wings so that they can rest eternally!" "We'll share our food! The best lump of meat you could ever taste of!" ""Fear not, for the Dove could dance even without its wings"" """" Why do you look terrified, Dove? We LOVE you! We CHERISH you! We WANT you!""""

"You can never leave", yes, I have a feeling Long ago, someone had told this to me It is impossible for anyone to say and feel

"Welcome to the Dark Woods Circus"

A pair of hands placed upon your shoulder, their lip brushed the tip of your ear. Everyone bowed down toward the subject behind you.

"Master," Everyone greeted.

--- LOG END ---

(!Proceed with CAUTION!)

"Come visit the Dark Woods Circus!"

You handed people the pamphlets, your smile never leaving your face. While people could not see what was under the fabric covering your skin, you could feel your back throbbing with each second.

The rose sewn onto your face never withered but you could feel your sanity did. You could feel your guts dissolving all the meat you ate, they were no longer upset about the change of food. They were generous enough to share a rather large portion of it although they tend to bite you randomly.

The pair of Ace occasionally showed you tricks on how to fly while their hands roamed all over your skin.

The siren would sing for you while they felt their skin against yours.

The tall performers would also teach you how to twirl with them, although it truly was a shame they couldn't dance with you, perhaps just yet.

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Pair of Ace : Lyney and Lynette, Lucy-Lucius

All-Eating Beast: Dottore and Collei, Childe, Sampo, Killeon and Dorothy

Deranged Siren: Columbina, Venti, Jingyuan, Blade (sorry not sorry), Mysrymie

Tall Performers: Diluc and Jean, March and Danheng, 03 and 004

Master: Arlecchino, Pierro, Tsaritsa, Neuvillette, Unknown God, Zhongli, Kafka, ???

(Platonic, sharing, or not depends on you)

--- After notes

Lump of meat = Rotting meat or human flesh

Siren = Leg-less, immobile

Pair of Ace = 1 shared body

Tall Performers = man-made legs

Reader = clipped dove

[eternaldarknesswitch]

Special Promot Valentine day ♡.

Yandere Suitors + Their Valentine’s Day Dream Scenario vs. Reality. – Do their grand dreams meet reality, or does fate have other plans? Pairing ; Napoleon, Jean, Mozart and Leonardo.

Header Credit: Ikemen Series

Pairing: Multi Scenario x Fem Reader.

Tags : Yandere suitor, Possessiveness, Control, Emotional Intensity, Romantic Frustration, Jealousy, Vulnerability, Imperfect Romance, Grand Expectations vs. Reality, Character Growth, Emotional Manipulation.

Warning : This scenario includes themes of possessiveness, control, and emotional intensity. The character of Napoleon, Jean, Mozart and Leonardo expresses a yandere-like attachment, which may be unsettling for some readers. The dynamic includes moments of frustration, jealousy, and emotional manipulation as part of the character’s growth and evolution throughout the scenario. Please read with caution if you are sensitive to these themes.

A/N : Request from a friend, Yandere Suitors + Their Valentine’s Day Dream Scenario vs. Reality. – Do their grand dreams meet reality, or does fate have other plans? Pairing ; Napoleon, Jean, Mozart and Leonardo.

The following is my interpretation of what I believe Yandere Napoleon, Leonardo, Jean and Mozart would say and act, and I kindly apologize if it does not align perfectly with the character or if you have a different understanding. Please bear in mind that it is intended purely for entertainment purposes and should not be taken to heart.

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Napoleon (Ikemen Vampire) – Valentine’s Day Dream vs. Reality

Dream: A Grand Celebration of Love and Power

Napoleon's dream for Valentine's Day is nothing short of magnificent—a celebration of his power, your love, and his undeniable control over your heart. For him, this day is a spectacle, something grand and larger than life, reflecting his strategic mind and unshakable pride. Everything must go according to plan, and every detail must be designed to show you just how much you belong to him—and how devoted he is to you.

He imagines the day beginning in a luxurious setting—his personal quarters, draped in velvet and gold, soft music playing in the background. The light from the chandelier reflects off the polished floor, casting a soft glow as he approaches you with a confident, almost regal air. He will present you with an extravagant gift, something befitting of his station—perhaps an opulent piece of jewelry, or even a rare artifact. It’s not just a gift, but a symbol of his dominance and the value he places on you.

"You are mine," he would say with a self-assured smile, placing the gift in your hands, his voice low and commanding. "You deserve nothing less than perfection."

The morning would then continue with a private breakfast, a banquet of his finest foods, and a carefully curated atmosphere where no one else exists—only the two of you. He’ll share a romantic yet intense conversation with you, making sure to remind you of how lucky you are to be the object of his love and attention.

In the afternoon, Napoleon envisions taking you to an extravagant venue—perhaps an opera house or a grand ballroom—where you’ll enjoy a private performance just for the two of you. He will shower you with attention, making sure that all eyes are on him and you, the perfect couple, basking in admiration. Every glance, every whisper, every act will reflect his control over you.

As night falls, he imagines a candlelit dinner, the finest wines, and the richest foods. The table will be set for just the two of you, alone in the quiet of a grand, lavish hall. Napoleon will sit across from you, his gaze possessive and intense, never leaving you as you eat.

At the end of the evening, Napoleon will take you into his arms, his hands firm around your waist, pulling you closer. He will whisper in your ear, reminding you that you are his. No one can take you from him. This day, this night, is his gift to you, and he will make sure you know just how deeply he loves you.

... ♔

Reality: The Perfect Plan Meets Unforeseen Disruption

In reality, things don’t quite go as Napoleon envisioned.

The day begins with much of his plans already being thrown off. Napoleon wakes early, eager to start the day, but the staff has been lax with his instructions. The extravagant gift he had planned to present you has been delayed in shipping, leaving him with nothing to show you as the morning begins. His irritation simmers, but he masks it, trying to maintain the regal composure he prides himself on.

When you awake, Napoleon greets you with an intense, determined gaze. “I had something grand prepared, but of course, it’s been delayed. You’re not disappointed, are you?” His voice is sharp, as though expecting any negative reaction from you to feel like a personal betrayal.

“I’m not disappointed, Napoleon,” you reassure him with a gentle smile, trying to alleviate his frustration.

“Good,” he mutters, though his expression remains tight.

The breakfast he had meticulously planned doesn’t go as smoothly either. The servants have been slow, and the table is not arranged as he requested. Napoleon’s temper begins to fray, but he still tries to make the most of it. However, the food is lukewarm, the coffee bitter, and the atmosphere far less romantic than the one he had meticulously imagined. His sharp tongue slips as he complains, muttering under his breath about the incompetence of others.

But you, always the calming presence, gently guide him back to reality. “Napoleon, it’s okay. We’re here together, and that’s what matters.”

Despite your reassurance, his frustration continues to grow as the day progresses. The opera house he had hoped for has been booked for another event, forcing him to change venues at the last minute. The new location is far less private, filled with crowds, and Napoleon is unable to fully enjoy the performance, distracted by the presence of strangers. He had hoped for an intimate moment between just the two of you, but instead, he finds himself on edge, unable to truly relax.

By the time dinner rolls around, the meal he ordered is delayed—yet again. The candlelit hall he had planned is too crowded, the noise from other guests growing louder as the evening progresses. Napoleon’s jaw clenches as he tries to maintain his composure, though it’s clear his frustration has only grown.

“Why must everything go wrong today?” he grumbles under his breath, staring at the food, his mind racing with plans that have been ruined.

You, ever understanding, smile and reach across the table to touch his hand. “Napoleon, we’ve still got each other. That’s all that matters.”

He looks at you, and for a moment, he sees not the grand spectacle he had imagined, but the sincerity in your eyes. It quiets the storm inside him, and though he’s still visibly upset, his grip on your hand softens.

The evening continues, and as the last of the wine is poured, he pulls you closer, his voice softening. “You always make things… bearable. You truly are a treasure.”

Napoleon leans in, brushing his lips against your forehead, a possessive but tender gesture. “I may not have been able to control everything today, but I will always control my love for you.”

... ♔

Despite everything, the reality of the day feels far more genuine than the perfection Napoleon had imagined. Yes, things went wrong—there were delays, interruptions, and moments of frustration. But through it all, you remained by his side, soothing his nerves and calming his temper with your unwavering support.

By the end of the night, as he holds you in his arms, his possessiveness still apparent but softened by the bond between you two, he realizes something. Perfection is not what matters. What matters is your connection, your loyalty, and the love you share. Even in the face of a less-than-perfect day, the most important thing is that you are his, and he is yours.

“Today didn’t go as planned,” Napoleon admits, his voice tinged with a rare vulnerability. “But you made it perfect anyway.”

You smile softly, resting your head against his chest. “I’m happy as long as we’re together.”

And with that, Napoleon understands—the day may have been filled with imperfections, but your love, your unwavering presence, is the perfect conclusion to his Valentine’s Day.

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Jean d'Arc (Ikemen Vampire) – Valentine’s Day Dream vs. Reality

Dream: A Quiet, Intimate Union of Souls

Jean Valentine’s Day dream is one of calm and serenity, a day where everything aligns perfectly for the two of you to exist in a world of your own. His aloof and somewhat distant demeanor hides a deep yearning for connection, and Valentine's Day is the one time he envisions that connection becoming absolute.

In his ideal vision, the day begins early, before the rest of the world stirs. The two of you are alone in his private quarters, the air thick with the sweet scent of roses he hand-picked for you. The soft flicker of candlelight dances against the walls, casting long shadows that create an ethereal atmosphere.

Jean would greet you with a quiet intensity, his gaze almost inscrutable as he takes your hand. “Today is for us, and no one else.” His voice would be a whisper, deep and full of promise, and he would escort you to a lavish breakfast spread—something simple, but elegant. A delicate tea served in porcelain cups, buttery pastries, and fresh fruits. His presence would be commanding yet tender, as he watches you carefully, assessing every flicker of emotion on your face.

The plan then moves to a quiet walk—somewhere secluded, perhaps a garden with freshly bloomed flowers or a picturesque spot by a lake. Jean’s ideal would be a setting that feels timeless, undisturbed by the outside world, where he can be with you and you alone.

“Let’s forget the world, just for today,” Jean would say, his hand resting gently on the small of your back, guiding you through the tranquility of nature. His aloofness fades slightly in the peace of this moment, and he would be entirely focused on you—on the soft sounds of your voice, the gentle touch of your hand in his, the slight shift of your expression as you react to his every word.

In the evening, he would have prepared a meal, though not overly extravagant. He would carefully arrange the dishes, making sure everything is to your taste. The setting would be intimate—just the two of you, a single candle casting shadows around the room, the only sound being the soft rustling of your clothing and the occasional clink of silverware.

For Jean, the pinnacle of the evening would be a tender, almost reverent moment—a shared kiss under the soft glow of candlelight. His touch would be delicate yet possessive, as if claiming you not with grand gestures, but with the quiet certainty of his love.

“This is my vow,” he would murmur against your lips. “To be the only one for you, and for you to be the only one for me.” His kiss would deepen, slow and deliberate, as if sealing that vow in the silence of the room.

... ♘

Reality: A Day of Quiet Discomfort and Underlying Tension

In reality, Jean’s carefully constructed day doesn’t unfold quite as he imagined.

The morning begins with a certain stiffness between you two. Jean’s aloof nature, which he assumes will be an alluring mystery, begins to feel distant rather than comforting. The breakfast, while still elegant, feels stilted—there’s an awkwardness in the air as neither of you quite know how to bridge the gap that his emotional reserve has created. His dark aubergine eyes remain focused on you, but it’s almost as if he’s watching you from afar, gauging your reactions to every subtle movement.

His words, which he believes are poetic and sincere, don’t have the impact he anticipated. “Today is for us,” he says, but there’s a coldness in his voice that makes it feel more like a command than an invitation. You smile weakly, trying to comfort him, but Jean is so caught up in the vision he’s crafted that he doesn’t notice the subtle tension in your body language.

When you go for the walk he envisioned, the silence between you both grows uncomfortable. He tries to speak to you softly, asking questions about how you feel, but the answers are brief, almost distracted. Every moment is loaded with his expectations, and while the scenery is beautiful, the atmosphere feels suffocating, like the weight of his gaze is too much to bear.

“Is something wrong?” Jean would ask, his tone more clipped than he intended. He’s frustrated that the day is not going according to his carefully planned script, and his irritation bubbles to the surface.

“No, nothing’s wrong,” you assure him. “It’s just… quiet.”

He looks away, the tension in his posture evident. He feels like he’s failed somehow, despite his best efforts. The garden he thought would be tranquil and perfect now feels like a reminder of everything that is lacking.

Later, during dinner, Jean’s frustration peaks. The meal is perfect, but it’s marred by the fact that he can’t seem to connect with you. Every movement feels rehearsed. You both sit in silence more than he intended, the atmosphere heavy, as he watches you with a sharpness that feels more like observation than affection.

When the candlelight flickers and the evening draws to a close, Jean tries to bring the moment back to where he imagined it should be. He leans in to kiss you, but the tension is still there, lingering in the space between you. His touch is soft, but the possessiveness he intended feels more like desperation, his frustration seeping through.

“I am the only one for you,” he mutters, but his words are laced with uncertainty, as if he’s trying to convince himself as much as he is you.

The kiss, though tender, carries an underlying weight of his dissatisfaction. He’s not sure what went wrong, but he feels it—a gnawing emptiness that no amount of perfect planning can fill.

... ♘

By the end of the evening, Jean is left with a sense of failure. The day he had envisioned—filled with romance, serenity, and the soft glow of connection—hasn’t materialized. Instead, it’s been filled with silences, unspoken frustrations, and moments of tension.

“I wanted today to be… perfect,” Jean admits quietly, his usually confident demeanor cracked. His eyes, though still dark and unreadable, now hold a touch of vulnerability.

You reach out to him, your hand brushing his in an attempt to reassure him. “It’s not about perfection, Jean. It’s about us being together, and that’s what matters.”

For the first time, Jean allows himself to relax, just a little. His lips curve into a small, sincere smile—one that speaks more of acceptance than victory. “You’re right,” he murmurs, his hand tightening around yours. “Today… wasn’t perfect. But as long as you’re here, I’ll endure it.”

Jean d'Arc may not have had the day he envisioned, but in the end, he realizes that the imperfections only made it more real, more human. And though he is far from perfect, your love for him feels like enough to bridge the gap between expectation and reality.

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Mozart (Ikemen Vampire) – Valentine’s Day Dream vs. Reality.

Dream: A Serenade of Love in Perfect Harmony

Mozart’s idea of a perfect Valentine’s Day is not extravagant, but it is precise. Everything must be executed flawlessly, just like his music—no mistakes, no disruptions, no deviations from the masterpiece he envisions in his mind. He has planned every detail with an almost obsessive attention to perfection, ensuring that this day will be unlike any other.

The morning begins with him waking up early, composing a new piece of music just for you. He doesn’t want to gift you something as meaningless as flowers or chocolates—no, that would be too ordinary, too temporary. He will create something eternal, something that will carry his love through every note. The melody will be gentle yet possessive, weaving his emotions into a composition that only you can truly understand.

By noon, he imagines taking you to an intimate, secluded space where no one else exists. He cannot stand the thought of sharing you with the world today. The idea of another man—even a passing stranger—glancing at you, hearing your laughter, or witnessing your beauty makes his jaw clench with restrained fury.

The location must be perfect: a grand, candlelit music hall, empty except for the two of you. He envisions sitting at the piano, guiding your hands over the keys as he teaches you how to play a melody meant only for you. His fingers would linger on yours, his voice low as he murmurs instructions—his control both tender and unyielding.

As evening falls, he dreams of a private dinner where no one can interfere. You will sit beside him, close enough that he can feel your warmth, hear your heartbeat. There will be no distractions—no unwanted guests, no interruptions. Just you and him, sealed away from the world. He will watch you with those sharp, calculating violet eyes, memorizing every detail of your expressions as you listen to the piece he composed for you.

And at the end of the night, he imagines holding you close, whispering his devotion in a voice only you can hear.

"I will never allow anyone to take you from me. You are mine, and mine alone."

... ♪

Reality: A Discordant Note in His Symphony

Reality, however, is far less cooperative.

The morning starts well enough. Mozart wakes up before you, lost in his world of composition, pouring his emotions into the notes of his new piece. But as he plays it, testing each chord, he can already feel something is off. It’s not perfect. It’s missing something.

Frustration builds in his chest like a storm. He replays the piece over and over, his hands growing harsher against the keys. He doesn’t even notice you waking up, watching him with sleepy confusion.

“Mozart…?” you call his name gently, but he doesn’t answer. His mind is too fixated on the music, on the imperfections that gnaw at his soul.

By the time he finally acknowledges you, his mood is already tainted with irritation. He had wanted everything to be perfect, yet he feels like the day is slipping through his fingers. He forces himself to calm down—he won’t let his frustration ruin this.

The afternoon doesn’t go much better. He had planned to take you somewhere private, but the mansion is lively today—too lively. Leonardo, Napoleon, and even Arthur are wandering about, their voices echoing through the halls. Each time another man so much as acknowledges your presence, Mozart’s expression darkens.

Arthur smirks at you. "Looking lovely today, little dove. Planning something special with our dear prodigy?"

Mozart’s hands tighten into fists, his patience rapidly depleting.

And then there’s Leonardo, ever the thorn in his side. “Oi, Amadeus. You sure you don’t wanna let them breathe a little? Can’t keep ‘em locked away all day.”

Mozart clenches his jaw, his hands twitching as if itching to slam the piano lid shut. He doesn’t need their commentary. He doesn’t want their presence. This was supposed to be his day with you.

By evening, his carefully constructed plan has completely unraveled. The private music hall? Unavailable—some aristocrats have taken it for a gathering. The intimate dinner? Constantly interrupted by others entering the dining room, forcing Mozart to bite his tongue from snapping at them. Even the piece he composed for you doesn’t sound right when he plays it, his own perfectionism making him loathe what he created.

The moment he finally gets you alone, his patience is at its breaking point.

Mozart stands before you, his sharp violet eyes burning with an intensity that sends a chill down your spine. His fingers tremble at his sides—not with fear, but with the raw, unfiltered frustration of a man whose love is so overwhelming, so consuming, that reality itself cannot meet his expectations.

"This day was supposed to be perfect." His voice is tight, controlled—but there’s an edge of something dangerous beneath it.

You reach out, gently grasping his hand. “Mozart, it doesn’t have to be perfect.”

His entire body stiffens at your words. Doesn’t have to be perfect? But you deserve perfection. How could he accept anything less?

For a long moment, he just stares at you, his mind racing. But as he looks into your eyes, something inside him shifts. The way you gaze at him, the warmth of your touch—it’s grounding. His rigid shoulders loosen just slightly, the tension easing as he exhales a slow breath.

“…You don’t understand,” he murmurs, voice softer now, yet still laced with that obsessive devotion. “I wanted to give you something flawless. I wanted this day to be—”

You place a finger against his lips, silencing him with a small, knowing smile. “Mozart, I don’t need perfect. I just need you.”

Silence. His pupils dilate slightly, his breath catching for just a second.

Then, without another word, he pulls you into his arms, holding you so tightly it’s as if he’s afraid you’ll vanish. His heartbeat is erratic, his grip possessive, desperate.

"You belong to me," he whispers into your hair, voice laced with the unyielding promise of a man who will never let you go. "And I belong to you."

And in that moment, he realizes—perhaps love isn’t about perfection. Perhaps, just this once, he can allow himself to exist in the flaws, in the reality, as long as you are by his side.

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Leonardo Da Vinci (Ikemen Vampire) – Valentine’s Day Dream vs. Reality

Dream: A Day of Artistic Passion and Infinite Devotion

Leonardo Da Vinci envisions Valentine’s Day as the perfect opportunity to express his admiration and passion for you in a way that is as beautiful and intricate as one of his masterpieces. He wants the day to feel like a living canvas—every moment a stroke of love, every glance an expression of his affection.

In his dream scenario, Leonardo begins the day by waking you with the softest touch—a kiss to your forehead, light as air, before he even speaks. His voice would be low, filled with intensity, but also a tenderness reserved just for you. “Today, I shall create something that will last forever, something for only you and I.”

The morning would be spent in his atelier, where Leonardo would craft something unique for you—whether a painting, a sculpture, or a beautiful, personalized piece of art. He would be utterly focused on you, as he mixes colors with an artist’s precision and delicate hand movements. As he works, he would softly speak to you, sharing his thoughts and passions. There would be no pressure, just the gentle rhythm of creation, and an atmosphere of deep connection.

“The art I create for you will surpass anything I have ever done,” he would say with a quiet, almost wistful pride. “It will be my gift to you, a symbol of how much I admire and cherish you.”

For lunch, he would take you to a secluded café, away from the crowds. A place that feels intimate, where the world outside fades away and the two of you can enjoy the moment. The table would be set with fine china, delicate flowers in vases, and the air would be filled with the soft hum of conversation from the other patrons, but it would feel like just the two of you in the world.

“You have always been my inspiration, my muse,” Leonardo would say as he takes your hand across the table. His golden eyes, tinged with longing, would meet yours. “Even the greatest works are incomplete without the touch of something beautiful.”

The afternoon would follow with a private stroll through a garden—lush, vibrant, and calm. The quiet would be broken only by the occasional murmur of nature, the scent of roses and lavender hanging in the air. In Leonardo’s eyes, the world would be perfect as long as you were by his side. His hand would rest possessively but gently on your waist, guiding you through the garden as if he were showing you a part of his soul.

As the day winds down, Leonardo would prepare a special, intimate dinner in his study. He would have a candle-lit ambiance, soft music playing in the background, and the smell of a freshly prepared meal filling the air. There would be no hurry, no rush—just time for the two of you to enjoy each other’s company.

“I have spent centuries searching for something beautiful, but I have finally found it in you,” Leonardo would say as he gazes at you, his golden eyes softening with love. “You are my ultimate masterpiece.”

And as the evening draws to a close, the night would end with a tender kiss—a promise of his love, of a life spent together, creating beauty and passion as one. He would pull you close, his lips brushing against yours in a kiss that speaks of longing, devotion, and eternal affection.

... ☕︎

Reality: A Day Full of Surprises and Overwhelming Passion

In reality, Leonardo’s grand vision doesn’t unfold quite as perfectly as he planned. Though he remains passionate and committed, a few unexpected twists make the day feel more chaotic than ideal.

The morning begins as planned—Leonardo awakens you with a soft kiss, his golden eyes glowing with warmth, but there’s an undercurrent of impatience. He’s eager for the day to unfold just as he imagined it, but there’s a subtle pressure in his gaze that doesn’t go unnoticed.

As the two of you move to his atelier, he begins his work on the art piece he envisioned for you. However, the intensity of his focus borders on obsession. He works relentlessly, hardly stopping for breaks, and his words become more demanding than soothing. “Do not disturb me, I must perfect this,” he says, his tone strained, his golden eyes narrowed in concentration. The art, though beautiful, begins to feel like something he is forcing rather than creating out of pure love.

The atmosphere becomes thick with tension as he continuously tweaks and adjusts the piece, frustrated by every slight imperfection. His gaze flickers to you intermittently, as if checking for approval, but the warmth of his earlier words has been replaced with the intensity of someone driven to complete a masterpiece, no matter the cost.

“I cannot let this day be ruined,” he mutters to himself, before focusing back on his work. “It must be perfect.”

When the two of you finally leave for lunch, Leonardo’s charm is momentarily overshadowed by his obsession with the art. He’s distracted, his golden eyes distant, lost in thought. He seems to forget that this moment is supposed to be about you, the two of you, and not just his work. The conversation feels forced, and his attempts to make you feel special fall flat. He’s there physically, but emotionally, he’s consumed by his creations.

“You must understand,” Leonardo would say, his voice low, “that every work of mine requires this focus. I cannot turn it off.” His hands grasp yours almost desperately, but the passion seems more like a demand than a tender declaration.

The afternoon stroll is much like the lunch—Leonardo tries to stay present, but he’s too distracted. He notices the way you walk and the sounds of the world around you, but it’s not the serene, artistic moment he had envisioned. His possessiveness creeps in—his hand holding yours tightly, his presence hovering over you as if making sure no one else can claim your attention.

“I can’t let go of you,” he says suddenly, his voice heavy with possessiveness. “Not now, not ever.”

Dinner, instead of being a calm and intimate moment, becomes another area of tension. Leonardo’s lingering frustrations from earlier in the day make him irritable. While the meal is delicious, he finds himself focused more on making sure everything is perfect than truly enjoying the company of the one he loves. His gaze flickers constantly, checking for your approval, his golden eyes growing darker with each passing moment.

“I only want to give you my best,” he mutters, his tone rough. “But it seems even I can’t achieve perfection today.”

As the night draws to a close, the kiss he offers you feels possessive, as though he’s trying to assert his claim on you—more out of desperation than genuine tenderness. While his lips are soft against yours, there’s an overwhelming intensity in the way he holds you, as though afraid to let you go.

“You are mine,” he whispers, but there’s a hint of vulnerability that he doesn’t quite know how to express. “I won’t let anyone else take you.”

... ☕︎

Leonardo’s Valentine’s Day doesn’t turn out the way he imagined. It’s not the serene, perfect day filled with artistic passion. Instead, it’s filled with frustrations, moments of tension, and an overwhelming need to control the situation, despite his love for you.

He watches you closely as the night winds down, his golden eyes soft but full of longing. “I did not expect today to go like this,” he admits, his voice low. “I had hoped to create the perfect day for you… but I fear I only created stress.”

You gently take his hand, offering reassurance. “It’s not perfect, Leonardo, but it was real. And that means something, too.”

Leonardo looks at you, his heart heavy with a mixture of guilt and affection. Slowly, he smiles—a bittersweet smile, but one that carries an unspoken understanding. “I will make it up to you. I will always try… for you.”

And in that moment, Leonardo learns that while perfection may be his goal, it’s the imperfect moments, the real, raw connections, that mean the most.

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Written by ; @eternaldarknesswitch

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[ambrosialdesire]

idk if you’re comfortable with nsfw so you could ignore this if you want…

but what kinks do you think the aot men have as yanderes… 😏

lmfao anon, most of my fics are straight nsfw or have implications of nsfw in them, it's alright to send in nsfw reqs/messages haha (this is not me being mean, im saying this in a joking tone hehe) and sorry this took so dang long to post, i decided to make this my blog's anniversary post LOL

since you didn't mention anyone specific, imma do reiner, eren, levi, zeke, and jean. you already know i'm always gonna put reiner in LMAO eren and levi and jean cause i kinda already have a feel for them in yandere writings, and zeke cause idk why not lol

i'm kinda doing main kinks? 4-5 of them for each of them but idk, i'm just writing whatever works for them in my perspective even though any of the kinks can work for either one of them in certain situations lol and i'm terrible at making long headcanon lists so it's just me blabbering and trying my best to describe the scenarios 💀

NGL THIS IS PROBABLY A REALLY UNPOPULAR OPINION but i don't really like when headcanon lists are like one sentence long and they never go in depth about it or when they make each bullet point a sentence that correlates to the previous point IDK WHY IT IRKS ME SO BAD AND SOME PEOPLE MIGHT LIKE IT THAT WAY AND THAT'S FINE LOL

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YANDERE AOT MEN'S KINKS

18+ DARK CONTENT BELOW, MINORS AND BLANK BLOGS DNI

pairing(s) : reiner x fem!reader, eren x fem!reader, levi x fem!reader, jean x fem!reader, zeke x fem!reader tags + warnings: general yandere and obsessive themes, unhealthy relationships, explicit sexual content, violent themes, dubcon/noncon implications, breeding, size kink, praise, dom/sub/switch dynamics, rough sex, edging, dacryphilia, marking, blood mention, cannibalism mention, muzzling, exhibition, voyeurism, quickies, pussy worship, forced feminization, knife kink, choking, slapping, collar/leash use, cockwarming, wax-play, forced domestication, humiliation note: please keep in mind of the tags above and do not proceed if triggering or uncomfortable, especially if you are a minor!! do not read my or any other writers' dark content if you are underaged. this is a fictional work and does not reflect irl morals, do not believe this is how a real romance works or functions.

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REINER

YOU ALREADY KNOW THE BUSINESS WITH HIM reiner's kinks are definitely anything associated with breeding. mating presses, creampies, lactation, etc. he just loves claiming that way, pushing his cum in and leaving himself plugged inside to ensure that pregnancy is in the future. you belong to him and what more to show it than giving you a child. literally whenever he has sex, it's like he goes into a rut and his mind locks in that he must breed you. then when your milk starts coming in, seeing you leak unlocks something in him that makes him absolutely feral. he finds it so attractive and will spend hours sucking on your tits, esp if you're in pain and in need to help get it sorted out. ain't that kind of him? size kink. since reiner's pretty massive (hehe), he would always adores how much smaller you are. if you're shorter than him, it gives him the feeling that he has to protect you and it gets him so hard seeing you struggle to take him all in, cockhead bulging out of your lower stomach. if you're taller than him or roughly the same height, he does anything to make you feel smaller than him, pushing you down into the bed or making you go on your hands and knees to take in his dick in your mouth. reiner wants you to be weaker than him, to be completely dependable on him and him alone. he's not completely a dom though in my eyes tbh, he's more of a switch with dom-leaning tendencies (bc he first gotta set the control he has over you as a yandere). sometimes he wants to be dominated, wants to be the one begging to put his cock inside of you, and brought to tears from how good you're using him. he's vocal as fuck too, whimpering and moaning so loudly whenever you ride him and play with his tits (CAUSE OMFG I WILL CONTINUE TO SPREAD THE IDEA EVEN MORE THAT HIS TITTIES ARE SENSITIVE AND SO SQUISHY AND PLAYABLE BRUH). he'll always have a limit to how much control you have over him during sex so don't get too cocky cause he'll take over in a snap of a finger. it doesn't matter if he was a breathless mess that had been edged for hours and just came all over his stomach, he's gonna pound you until you're the one whimpering in overstim. HUGE PRAISE KINK, he loves giving praise and receiving it. he's complete putty in your hands if you praise him, makes him feel super good about himself when you say that he's fucking you so good and he loves to feel you clench around him when he says that you look so pretty for him or that you're taking him in so well. even out of sex, he whispers sweet little compliments in your ear just to see you get all flustered about it.

his yandere tendencies come out when he catches you with other men (cacoëthes you'll always be famous TO ME), even if you don't intended to be involved with them, and bro FUCKS like he's trying to prove a point. he's pushing deep into you until his tip is pressed flushed into your cervix and biting at your neck, leaving dark marks that'll last for days to come. he's growling into your ear about how no one and i mean no one can compare to his cock and the way he fucks you. he's literally carving the shape of his dick into you so you'll never forget it. if you try and run off with another man, he wouldn't and never will amount to reiner. that's even if you can ever escape him in the first place.

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EREN

this mf is into edging. eren loves to build you up and never let you get there, mostly because it makes you become desperate and so delirious to cum that you'd literally do anything to get there. even he goes CRAZY if he got edged for hours and he cums hard, like the shooting kind of cumming all over you. he's into that shit too, covering every inch of your skin in his warm stickiness. it's like a mark that you can't quite get rid of.

eren's a dacryphiliac, nothing gets him harder than seeing your tears stream down your face. crying because it's so good? stiff as a rock. crying because it's too much? oh my god, he's going to keep fucking you until you're a blabbering mess. he's also into that predator-prey thing, where you're desperately trying to get away from him but your stifled sobs always make it easy to find you and sooner than not, he's pounding you into the nearest surface while licking your tears off your face.

bites, hickeys, bruises, anything of the marking sort, he's into it. eren's known for being a biter, so any chance he gets and for him to be able to cum sometimes, he's sinking his teeth into your flesh. the taste of your blood makes him a little delirious (if this was the actual aot-verse, i think that he's and any other titan user that consumed a lot of human/titan blood is used to the taste (not armin cause he's only eaten bertolt i think) and it's like any other usual meal (they just have a hint of cannibalistic tendencies and you cannot take this idea away from me)). sometimes you'll have to take physical action to make him stop biting down so hard, you elbowed him hard one time when he literally wasn't letting go of your shoulder. the absolute terror that you felt when you looked into his eyes when he finally released you, your blood dripping down his mouth. it was like staring at a starving wolf in the middle of his meal.

because of this, sometimes you muzzle him. eren hates it since he likes biting you, but he's starting to like it a little more every day he gets to fuck you. bro's like a feral dog with it on, the cool metal pressing against your neck, and you could feel his drool drip down from how much he wants to sink his teeth in or because of how much your cunt is making him all hot and delirious. eren's probably the most vocal out of all of them, so you're going to be hearing every whine and groan that's coming out of him.

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JEAN

I FEEL OUT OF ALL OF THEM, JEAN'S THE LEAST FREAKIEST 😭😭

that being said, he's into exhibition/voyeurism LMFAO like mutual masturbation kind of shit or he's in the closest watching you touch yourself while he's beating it. something about the thrill of it all gets him going, especially when he fucks you in places where you're definitely going to get caught if you don't stay quiet. the closet thing was an accident at first, he was in your room to ask you something but you weren't there and he started snooping a little too much, getting absolutely distracted that he almost barely heard you start to unlock your door. he hid in the closet, waiting for you to fall asleep but instead you started playing with yourself before you went to bed and that was the start of it all lmao AND you still don't know he keeps doing it.

quickies are jean's fucking passion, bro can fuck you in a short amount of time to make you both cum multiple times and he's a little too good at hiding the fact that the two of you just had sex from around the corner. slicking his hair back smugly while adjusting his clothes back to normal, watching your legs quiver and shake as both of your fluids drip down your thighs, it takes all his might not to fuck you once more.

pussy worshipping, he's definitely into that. he can spend hours knelt underneath you and eating you out, not caring whether his dick is begging for any sort of needed attention. i feel like out of all five of them rn, he has the number one spot of giving more to his partner than receiving it like he's absolutely locked in to please you (reiner is second bc i said so and it's totally not a biased choice 😈). even if you're crying from overstimulation, he's not gonna stop until he says he's finished eating you out.

domestication kink + forced feminization, even if you're the independent type who has a distaste for wearing skirts and dresses, he imagines there's a world where he could make you completely submissive and a dependent housewife. jean does things subtlety so he might slowly incorporate more feminine items in your routine or say something that may have you second-guess yourself, and without you even realizing, you're slowly becoming the woman he dreams of in his head. delusional king!

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LEVI

for levi, i think isayama said one time that levi's kinda subby or sumn like that so fuck yeah i'm gonna incorporate that in a bit.

knife kink ofc, his handiwork has always been surrounding these sharp pieces of metals so how could i not add this. it's not the threatening aspect that he's into, he already knows that you know that you're always going to below him. it's the fact that he can carve his name into your fragile skin whenever he wants and you can't do anything about it, and watching the small rivulets of blood seep through makes him absolutely feral even though he doesn't admit it. idk how to really describe it until i actually write it in a fic lol

levi's definitely into choking, especially because it gives him absolute control of when you're allowed to breathe, giving up something so important just for him. he never goes pass the line where you pass out because he wants to watch you cum while you're breathless, gasping for air as you clench around him in shudders. he's seen a lot of people get choked out to death, he's even done it a few times, but he likes seeing it done the most on you. especially because you struggle to beg for him to stop, scratch up his arms like a poor little kitty cat and wriggle around in fear. levi swears nothing looks so much prettier than that.

slapping and he's damn good at it. he's slapped your face a few times to get your attention back, but he loves slapping your ass. he hits hard enough to leave his handprints, keeping you sore for days that you can't lay down or sit down right. levi bends you over his lap if you're being a brat and SMACKS until you're sobbing for him to stop but even so, he keeps on going until he feels like the punishment is enough. for being a good girl and taking his punishment so generously, he'll finger you afterwards, running his lithe fingers in-between your clit and into your dripping hole. you may say you hate it, but your pussy is saying otherwise. if you slap him, you are not walking for a week LMFAO

okay now im gonna go into subby levi hehe sometimes he doesn't want to be the one in control because his job is all about control and demanding others, so he'll let you fuck him (with limitations as well). like he'll lay in your lap and let you jerk him off as he sucks on your tits, letting you decide if you want to edge him or overstimulate him. it's a little strange at first being able to control your captain like this but you get used to it, letting him thigh-fuck you but never letting him enter your sopping pussy. sometimes he gets so irritated by being denied so often that he'll break the deal off and start taking back the reins.

levi's a collar and leash man, something about tugging it to direct your attention and getting tugged gets him going. he likes the way his name glimmers in the name tag, how pathetic you look as he sharply pulls it to make you look at him. he usually will only put it on when he's the sub, letting you pull it towards your pussy so he can eat you out. he doesn't force you to act like a dog, it's just the ownership of you that he likes.

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ZEKE

cockwarming, cockwarming, cockwarming. this man loves to keep you plugged up whenever he's reading or smoking a few cigarettes outside. he usually cockwarms you when he wants another way for relaxing and what more than to sink into your warm and tight pussy. zeke's so fucking nonchalantly mean about it too. if you try moving off him or trying to finally cum, he smacks your thigh hard or pulls your hair back to look at him, taunting you about how you're being naughty and naughty girls don't get to cum. so he'll make you stay on him for another few hours or so, then cumming on your ass or stomach and sometimes never making you cum either as punishment.

ZEKE'S ALSO INTO BREEDING BUT LIKE A TWISTED VERSION OF IT, LET ME EXPLAIN. of course, it's canonically known that he doesn't like the reproduction of eldians and wanted the extinction of them through genetic neutering (which was fucking insane btw how he thought his plan would be able to be possible when it was eren's world to control is so funny to me 💀💀). so basically what i'm thinking is that he is so disgusted with the idea so much that he's into it. like the idea of cumming into you and filling your womb gets him so unreasonably hard and he doesn't really know himself why it does. it always happens when he sees you treating a kid so kindly that they may as well be yours and then he starts fantasizing about a homely, domestic life with you with yours and his kids running amok. he never goes through with it of course but he gets close a couple of times, so very very close.

idk ig he kinda gives wax-play vibes. seeing you blindfolded and pouring hot drips of wax on your skin or nipples, twitching in shock from the suddenness of the vague burn amuses him. sometimes he'll tie you up and leave a candle to drip all over you for a few hours and see how many times you cum over it.

zeke's definitely into humiliating you because why would you ever have any sort of pride when your place is in his bed and being his obedient fuck toy? like he makes you roleplay as his subservient maid, buying the skimpiest outfits ever in existence, taking away your underwear and making you wear a skirt that you have constantly tug down, literally anything that makes you feel shameful of yourself. but he reinforces you into liking it by praising you while he fucks you in those fits, talking about how pretty you look with your pussy out just for him and how his stupid little maid is so good at pleasing him.

[fancyfeathers]

Food for thought, what about Genshin yanderes whose darling is also a yandere for them? Could you see yandere x yandere couples happening in your normalized au?

Oh my goodness definitely, I think some yanderes such as Thoma would fall into this, like Thoma would be go sweet to his partner and since he has such obsessive and protective tendencies he wouldn’t even care about their unhealthy habits towards him, if anything they only feed into each other. Then the same could apply to Gorou who is also very obsessed but even more so protective, so his darling can do what ever they want as long as he stays by their side and keeps them from harm.

Other yanderes that fit- KAVEH, JEAN, NAVIA, Nilou, Ganyu, Lynette

[yanderecrazysie]

Can I request a yandere jean x reader thanks

Yes you can my precious anon!

Title: Invisible

Pairings: Jean Kirstein x Reader

WARNINGS: Yandere themes, idol AU

Summary: Jean is your #1 fan, but you have no idea he exists.

“Iʼm in love with someone who doesn’t know I exist

I stare from afar, in my hand-broken heart

While I play pretend

Iʼm in love with someone who doesn't know I exist

And itʼs you, yes itʼs true”

-From “Invisible” by Anna Clendening

The lights were off in Jean’s room. Still, a flickering light lit up the room, coming from the small TV at the foot of his bed. He had laid down on his stomach over the plain green covers, chin resting on one fist as he gazed enraptured at the screen.

On the screen was a group of three girls dancing across a small stage, spotlights following them across the polished wood as they executed their dance moves they had spent countless hours learning from their choreographer. They each had a microphone lifted up to their glossy lips as they sang into them the lyrics of an original love song.

Jean couldn’t tear his eyes off the screen- or, more specifically, the idol left from the center- even if he tried. Even though he was two hours into the performance compilation video, his attention did not waver.

The flickering light from the TV screen lights up the posters on the walls- all featuring a certain idol. The poster above the bed, the clear centerpiece in the collage of Instagram post printouts and Google images, had a signature scrawled across it, reading (Y/n) (L/n). The featured girl had her (hair color) hair tied up in a ponytail and was winking indefinitely at the camera.

On top of the sleek wooden desk in the corner, little action figures and plushies seemed to portray the same idol. He had everything you ever sold, even a dozen mugs with your group’s faces on them.

“Perfect…” the word floats from Jean’s mouth dreamily, “Everything about her is perfect…”

Some people would argue that no one could be perfect, but Jean would readily disagree. You were beyond human standards. You were otherworldly.

Makeup on point, dress unwrinkled, face so cutely asymmetrical, and body with just the perfect amount of curves. Jean couldn’t imagine a more beautiful woman.

You doubled as a songwriter for the group. While some people critiqued the lyrics of your songs for being too cheesy, Jean, again, thought you were perfect. The songs seemed to be speaking straight to him and, when you turned to stare right through the camera’s lens into his eyes and tell him that you want to “kiss kiss kiss” him, he couldn’t help but get flustered.

Jean wouldn’t let anyone else see this side of him. Marco would understand if he saw the inside of Jean’s room, but someone like Eren? Well, Jean would be humiliated.

But if you were to become his girlfriend, like he was sure you would want to, Eren would be so jealous! Jean could never hide a grin at the thought of Eren’s jaw dropping when he saw the beautiful rising star on Jean’s arm.

He reached out his index finger and traced your dancing form on the TV screen, a soft smile tugging at his lips. He had been in love with you for three years at this point, and sometimes he wondered if you even knew he existed.

Of course she knows I exist. Jean reassured himself. She signed my poster at a meet and greet and I’ve been to eighteen of her shows. I know we met eyes during each of those shows, so there’s no doubt she’s got a crush on me. And all these love songs she’s writing are clearly talking about me.

The group began to sing their newest song and Jean’s dreamy smile dropped. This song was all about a girl feeling jealous that her crush was with someone else. At first, he thought someone else must have written it, but you had confirmed in an interview that it was a song you’d written from personal experience.

Jean couldn’t imagine who you could think he was with, until you mentioned “her dark hair” and it clicked. You meant Mikasa! Of course you would feel threatened by such an undeniably beautiful woman.

But you had nothing to worry about- he wasn’t into Mikasa anymore. You were the only girl for him.

But if you kept singing that song with such a sad look in your eyes and such a cute frown pulling on your lips, he might just have to take a drastic step to get back in your good graces.

If Mikasa was dead, would you smile again for him?

[iloveyanderes]

Which yandere is the best

[lanadelreylover11]

I feel like a virgin when I search up “x Reader” with a new character I like

[yourlocaltrashcan657]

Mental Hospital AU! Yandere! Attack on Titan x Female Reader.

Chapter 1- Meeting Eren

Y/N walked beside Erwin listening to him as he talked about how the patients could be dangerous at times and how Y/N should be careful.

Making their way to the first cell, Y/N looked at the outside of the room. It had a a metal door that was only opened by the swipe of her land yard. Opening the door she walked in to see a room of white.

The desk was hammered down to prevent any self harm along with the chair. The bed was small and the blanket was sewed down to prevent choking yourself.

"I'll be waiting outside so you can see Eren for yourself." Erwin said leaning against the wall, allowing Y/N to head in.

Y/N looked around to see a boy sat in the corner, huddled up with an annoyed look on his face as he looked up at her but quickly looked down, covering his face with his arms.

"Hello!" Y/N said before making her way to him and crouched beside him at a safe distance. "I'm Y/N L/N and I'll be your permanent doctor. I'd like to get to know you Eren."

"Go away." Was all he said not looking up to speak to her at all.

"Cmon. Can't you tell me a bit about yourself? I'm new around here and I'd really like to know you. Your actually my first patient that I've talked to so it'd be a real bummer if you want to shut yourself out." Y/N said.

"What.. do you want to know?" He asked reluctantly still not looking up.

"Anything! Your family, friends, hobbies."

"My mom and dad.. they're dead." He muttered. "I have a stepsister and she visits me every week.. Armin is my only friend I guess."

"Eren.? I'm sorry if it brought you any past memories back." you said before rubbing his back, causing him to flinch a bit. "I won't hurt you. I just want to help you."

"T-thanks I guess."

"I'd love to talk with you more but I'm on a tight schedule and I have to meet some of my other patients. I'm glad you and I talked. Though I wish I could've seen your face properly." Y/N said brushing his bangs out of his eyes.

She got up and said her goodbyes not realising that the second he left, Eren released himself from his hunched up position and was blazing red. He was breathing heavily.

Never had he ever think he’d meet his soon to be Girlfriend. He blamed himself for pushing you away instead of talking and getting to know more about this woman who genuinely cared for him.

He knew he would see you again. He'd be prepared.

[yourheart-inmyhands]

I didn’t think about yandere Jean until that last post with her. Do you have some general headcanons about her as a yandere? I feel like she would be on the game side just overprotective of her darling.

Jean is a fun yandere to write for but without a specific scenario it can be kinda difficult to write about her so i hope this is good enough for you <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behavior, delusional behaviors, implied being held against will, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Jean is one of the more tame yanderes out of the bunch, not only is she typically very busy and caught up in her duties as Acting Grand Master, but she’s also just juggling so many responsibilities at once that it’s tough to get any real time with her. Of course, if you’re unwilling, this works in your favor, but for those who crave more of her time and attention, it can be difficult.

Unless you intend to show up in her office and physically drag her out, getting Jean to leave her work can be quite the chore. Despite her longing desire to ditch all work and spend her time with you instead, she is loyal to her responsibilities. When she does get free time though, you can expect it to be spent entirely with you.

Jean, despite not being home all the time, has no problem with keeping you chained up or tied down inside her home if you show that you can’t be trusted. She’ll feed you before she leaves in the morning and expects you to wait until she gets home later in the evening. She doesn’t tolerate any escape attempts and has no issue spending numerous members of the Knights to wrangle you and bring you back home. On occasion, it’s even been Kaeya or Albedo sent to retrieve you, which is even more humiliating. 

Jean works best with a darling who is compliant and doesn’t mind being a stay-at-home partner. And she means it when she says stay home, you are expected to stay home all day until she returns. The yard is the farthest you’re allowed to go but any further than that you can expect punishment. If you need something at the store, you wait till she gets home and you two will go together.

In terms of punishment, Jean is rather tame in comparison to others. She won’t hurt you, but she has no problem ignoring you, locking you in a dark, cramped closet with nothing more than a bucket and a bottle of water, and restricting your freedom even more. Overall, Jean is the type of yandere you’re best just behaving for, playing nice and being patient for her.

[luverine]

Creep~

18+ MDNI // noncon? // no proof read

He’s such a creep.

There are cameras hidden all over your apartment. He absolutely loves grabbing your used clothes, the smell of you is delicious.

He’s so tired of humping your pillow when you’re gone. He needs the real thing.

You.

All of you, he needs your mind, body, and soul.

Fuck his cock drools at everything you do. Washing the dishes? He comes. Sleeping? He’s creaming everywhere. Finishing up paperwork? Your hands god he needs them on his rock hard dick.

But here he is watching you through his monitor jerking himself off like some sad pervert. Come soaked tissues scattered around as well as pictures of you covering his wall.

When’s the last time he slept? Showered? Ate?

Who gives a damn he wants to be inside of you, be with you, have you forever. Your body never leaves his mind.

He strokes your face on the monitor. “You are fucking mine!”

꩜ LEON, Dabi, SHIGARAKI, Shoto, MEGUMI, Eren, ARMIN, JEAN, KÖNIG, Ghost ꩜

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[kujiba]

¡MAY THE LAND CONCEAL YOU, DEAR GRACE!

୨୧ — ꒰ gn!reader | they/them prounouns | Sagau | cultish behavior

A/n: I made this while drunk /jk

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PART 6

Were you high? Possibly.

Did you feel like you were floating? 50/50

You stared directly at the glowing screen plastered infront of you, with your eyes full of focus.

CHOOSE YOUR ELEMENT: ELECTRO, HYDRO, PYRO, DENDRO, ANEMO, GEO, CRYO

'Ah.. This will be hard' You thought to yourself while nodding and looking away from it. Gazing your eyes back on the screen you either were highly delusional right now or...

You had been gifted the ultimate weapon! A system!

You're not a dumbass you've seen those novels, tv's, Mangas, animes, manwha, all that kind of stuff! So you had some bits and pieces on how to roll with this new kind of power.

Back to the main problem... Which element should you pick? Every element in the game is highly valuable and could be used with many different ways. The question is what would benefit you more in the situation you've been put upon.

Currently you had been locked in a cell by whoever knocked you unconscious, but your suspicion leaned more in the knights of favonius. You shaked your head telling yourself to deal with the problems one by one.

"Damn.. Which do I choose" You clenched your lips together tightly and scratched your chin with your own finger. Being indecisive and having a bit of a problem to choose from the choices given to you by the system.

You knew you had to pull your ultimate move.

"Innie, Minnie, Miny, moe..." You mumbled while your finger hopped it's way to each element on the screen "Catch a tiger by its toe if it hollows let it Go, Innie, Minnie Miny, moe." Your finger slowed down by the second and finally took a halt when the song ended.

You looked at the element carefully too see what the fate has given you!

"DENDRO"

YAHOO!!

Your excitement honestly didn't come from the element you choose but the thought you could have your own powers and vision!!

"Gimme DENDRO!" You declared to the system with a prideful voice, A systematic noise rang through your ears in a unpleasant way, soon after the noise came to a halt, a small glowing jeweled amulet began to descend from the air.

"Holy..!" You stared in awe as the jewel gently dropped to your hands. A familiar glowing green vision with it's outer areas decorated uniquely in a high quality silver material.

Quickly enough the system box appeared in front of you yet again.

"CONGRATULATIONS, LEVEL UP TO UNLOCK MORE SKILLS, POWER, AND ITEMS"

The system then showed a long box filled with words and numbers that you immediately understood from your long gaming experience.

[NAME]

Lvl 1 / 20

Max HP: 929

ATK: 34

DEF: 21

Elemental Mastery: 0

Max stamina: 240

Crit rate: 5%

Crit DMG: 50%

Energy Recharge: 300%

"..."

GODDAMN! Why was your energy Recharge so high?... Actually no- that isn't a bad thing, it'll be good for you to just keep spamming your burst till the enemy drops dead.

Your thoughts were interrupted when a pair of footsteps made their way too where you currently are, you quickly hid the vision behind your back, afraid they might try and take it from you if they ever found out about it.

A familiar blonde and brunette made their way in front of your cell, you gripped your vision tighter remembering clear as day what had happened, your suspicions not even faltering for a second.

"(Name)." Jean called out, she placed her hand on her chest while looking at you calmly. Amber was by her side looking at your every movement, Jean continued "Were not here to hurt you. It's the opposite really" Jean's eyes looked soft and humble...

But that doesn't excuse them for knocking you out so harshly.

You deathly wanted to talk back to her but kept your mouth shut, only biting your lip harder so that nothing would come out and spill something important.

"Please, don't be wary of us.. We're your friends" Okay now she was spouting bs. Sure you've met amber for ONLY a bit but Jean was still technically a stranger to you!

You sighed to yourself "How long are you going to keep me in here?" you asked with a tad bit of impatience, you leaned your head back on the solid wall while narrowing down your eyes at them.

Amber responded to your question "Its..it's for your own good (Name), please trust us. We're keeping you safe" Amber's tone was yet determined but also worried. Jean placed her hand on Amber's shoulder and nodded.

"We'll explain to you everything later" Jean was about to say something till you cut her off "Why not now?" You asked tilting your head to the side.

Jean looked at you then down at the ground "There.. Are still some important things we had to arrange. But even so don't try to escape, this is for your own good (Name)"

"Ha? What do you-- AND... they left" You grumbled seeing them leave you all alone in here again.

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"Hey system." You called out to it while playing around with your vision. The system appeared again by your side "What is it?"

A Google translator like voice came out of the box, you had this thought for a while now. "Will something happen to me when I escape this place?" You questioned it.

It took a while but the Ai voice returned "Judging from my information I have gathered. You are currently a 'GOD'."

Ha?

"What!? What do you mean, God!?" You exclaimed in a panicked voice. You? A God?

You were snapped out of your frenzy when you heared it's voice again "There is currently a popular and confirmed tale plus ballad that you are the creator of Teyvat. People began worshipping you after you had abruptly dissapered without any warning, so they prayed and worshipped, hoping to bring you back"

You were even more bewildered but also... Understanding? I guess? I mean you are the player who basically built everything in the game. But isn't also Cai Hauyo (Mihoyo) basically the creator of what had been created? You'll dive deeper into that later.

"So.. They're all after me now?" Your tone had a clear hint of worry. You didn't want to be on the run and just wanted a normal life! The system replied saying "Not quite yet. I belive only the knights of favonius must've known. But Im sure it won't be long till the whole mondstadt or even Teyvat will find out about your presence"

You grimaced at the thought of being hunted down by multiple people, especially if those beloved people that you used to grind hours on end for!

You shaked your head in disapproval "Yet I can't really stay here either can I, it seriously sucks" you stretched your legs out on the cold cement flooring, the exterior of the room you had been trapped in was definitely not suited to live in.

"Why are you eager to escape?" The system sought to find the answer, you gave it a long frown "First of all, I am not going to be trapped here for the rest of my life! I'll die of boredom before anybody could even reach me" The system responded with only small glitching noises, it seemed like it was trying to process the outcome of your actions.

You took that as a cue to continue your rant "Secondly, I'm not really trusting the Knight's of Favonius yet nor anybody in general here. When you said I'm a supposed 'God' that's already trouble going to bite me in the ass" You breathed heavily to catch your breath, letting that all out of your chest felt pretty good to be honest.

"I know they're up to something"

!?!?

Jean stared down at the stack of papers and files scattered around her desk. She took a deep breath and began to tidy things up around the office, a vivid memory flashed through her mind, a memory that wasn't that long ago.

Amber had gone out to continue her Outrider duties leaving Jean to take care of their business for the time being. Her lips trembled ever so slightly like a leaf being blown by the wind, so she quickly bit her lip with her eyes full of worry and dread.

A god was in a cell. A cell she placed them in. Or.. So she was assuming

Back then, Barbatos and the creator had a small fondness of each other. Tales and Ballads would often say they were friends, even with the gap between their ranks and powers, the creator treated everyone fairly no matter what rank. They adored their creations and thus, the creations adored them back.

If only they hadn't left so soon that Teyvat began to slowly crumble, leaving a nation to fall down, a nation to lock itself away from the rest of the world, a nation having their own Archon sacrifice themselves for their people.

If only...

Jean had her doubts. It wasn't the first time that a supposed 'Creator' stepped up only for them to experience demise and pain for their foolish actions.

The creator didn't have a confirmed face or appearance since they often changed what they look like, the creator did had 'Aura'.. That was only visible to vision holders. But of course, the humankind has evolved and people began to come up with a 'Fake Aura' that was the exact replica of the creator's.

Her feet paced back and forth through the room, deciding on what to do with the supposed 'God' that was locked away in a cell.... Should she eliminate them now? False identity was a crime. And when it comes to the creator, no one is spared nor given mercy.

"...Their too suspicious, Why only now did they appear? They must've been like the others." She whispered to herself, her thoughts running wild about them.

A 50/50.

They were either the actual creator

Or they are a fake.

And Jean's choice began to tilt towards the one most logical.

"Tomorrow. We will arrange a public execution"

!!!

"GAHHH!! AGHHH" You desperately tried to concentrate on your mind to activate your vision powers "What the heck how does this work!?" You gripped the amulet tighter with your left eye twitching violently. Your annoyance only filled more as the messages of the system flooded in your face.

"Try concentrating more calmly. What are you doing? Taking a shit?" The system taunted you while also sending some emojis.

"I'm trying okay!? How do you..." You trailed your words off, having a random flashback of when you still were at earth for some reason.

"Hey how are you always so calm?" You asked your friend filled with curiosity, they looked up at your eyes. Seeing your curiosity they hummed "Well I mostly think about my happy memories and things that I like. It's like day dreaming you know?" They answered your thoughts calmly.

"What?? You sound like one of those cliché characters in shows lol."

You blankly stared at the wall after the flashback had ended. Your head turned to the system "That was your doing ain't it?" You deadpanned seeing that the system had completely ignored you and instead sent whistling emojis.

You groaned finally giving in since you had no other ideas anyway. "Agh... Fine, worth a shot" You grumbled giving in to the cliché idea.

You relaxed down your body as your shoulders began to lower along with your guard, you cleared your head, thinking nothing but a blank space for some moments. When you felt ready you had began to imagine all the joyful things that you deeply favored for the past years. All of that gathered into one moment inside your brain.

The vision glowed brightly in your hands, it's viridescent color taking up the whole dimly lit room, even the system kept quiet with the messages so that you could concentrate better on finally unlocking some skills.

And just that, in a short while the vision began to lose its light.

Fluttering your eyes open you took a look around your body to see any changes, to your dissapointment there wasn't any difference. "Did it work?" You wanted to know if you were finally able to throw plants or something.

Suddenly, you slightly jumped seeing confetti pop out of nowhere. The systems screen had massive words placed for you to see.

"CONGRATULATIONS ON UNLOCKING YOUR VISION !!

Reward:

+50,000 Mora

+Cake For The Player

+Personal Companion"

'Personal Companion?'

You were curious to see what it was but for now, you had to focus on breaking out of this hell hole. "System! So like uh, what can I do for now?" You rubbed the back of your head still pretty much a newbie to all this powers stuff.

"Throw out your companion. Call out it's name, 'Taube' and break the damn wall to escape"

"Taube?..." You mumbled it's name unsure at first but your doubts had quickly vanished as your eyes landed on a... Dove?

The Dove (Taube) was pure as a snow, it's wings flapping in the air gently with the inner layer of its feathers being a stunning (Color). Other than that, it looked like a pretty beautiful dove soaring in the sky.

"Wait so, what can it do?" You tilted your head at it questionably. "Make Taube attack the wall so you can see" The system answered your calling, you silently nodded your head at the systems words.

If the Dove was basically part of your power, then it could basically read through your mind! then.... 'Taube, I choose you!!'

Like a smooth cut of a knife, Taube had sliced through the wall with their wing, leading to the fresh and flourishing outside.

You were lying if you didn't say you were impressed and amazed by how easily Taube destroyed the wall. A wide smile appeared on your face as you didn't waste a single moment and ran out to the outside and away from that wretched room.

The air was clean and felt good as you inhaled as much as you can, the sweet scent of dandelions being all over the land was just a touch of freedom. The wind blew over your clothes and hair, wrinkling and messing it all up slightly.

"Man..." You muttered while straightening and fixing yourself up to look a slight bit more presentable. You looked around seeing Taube flying over to your vision, confusion hitted you but shock struck you harder for some quick seconds.

Your eyes widened, watching how Taubes body began to get absorbed by the vision, you panicked alot thinking your powerful animal companion is going to dissperse and never appear again but you quickly remembered that Taube is originally made from your vision anyway.

So you could summon them anytime! :D

A sigh of relief escaped through your lips, your eyes lingered on the body of Taube one last time, in impulse you softly stroked it's head before it faded away from your line of view.

Brushing those thoughts aside, you took a look around the vast land of Mondstadt. You weren't used to seeing how clean and green it was compared to earth where everything is in the brink of collapsing.

BUT! that wasnt your problem right now.

You didn't think twice to bolt your ass out of there and find a new hiding place, A cave? A abandoned house? Anything is fine! cause your gut kept telling you something bad will happen if you stay too long in there!

Wow. Who knew that you would be escaping from there when just a few chapters ago you were fangirling about living in mondstat?

Anyways...

'FREEDOM!!'

A/n: Short but active hehe

This is what the Dove kinda looks like btw, you could leave it to your imagination v