#yandere kun imagines

[callie-the-creator]

ayato aishi dating a yandere!reader hcs

sfw. warnings: yandere & obsessive behavior, jealousy, mentions of elimination of rivals, etc.

author’s note: this was also posted on my wattpad, just wanted to tell you all that beforehand, so no need to worry!

• when he realized that you were the same as him, ayato turned into the surprised pikachu meme, just looking at you all like: (ʘᗩʘ')

• but how did ayato find out, exactly? well...it took him a good few days to connect the dots fully. he didn't suspect you to be a yandere until well into dating you, that's when he started noticing things. a few of his shirts and other garments were missing— which is to be expected— but when he asked you about them, you pretended like you had no clue what happened to them which further deepened his curiosity. next, ayato began to pick up on things like whenever he wouldn't be hanging out with you and would be out doing whatever, he'd miraculously bump into you. quite the coincidence, isn't it? that's what ayato tried to chalk it up to at first but soon found out that you were following him around.

• soooo, one day when you were out of your house with your family, ayato took it upon himself to snoop

— he climbed into the window leading into your bedroom and practically turned the place upside down. of course, he was careful. he didn't want to give off the impression to you, along with your family, that he was ever here. ayato started by going through your drawers and found some of his clothes stashed inside (which he may or may not have stolen back) before opening your closet where he came face to face with a shrine dedicated to him.

— it was nothing compared to his, sure, but it was still impressive. not only that, but you had printed out some photos of him and littered them around the shrine.

• after he was looking through things, he left with his stolen clothes in tow but when you got back home and returned to your room, you felt something was off because of one thing that caught your attention: the window was open, something you definitely weren't responsible for. afraid that one of your parents was in your room or worse, you began looking around only to find that ayato's shirts and boxers that you had taken a while back had disappeared. scoffing, you pulled out your phone and texted him: "were you in my room??"

— ayato, as expected, tried to deny this but you easily saw through this act of his because you were well aware of the fact that before you agreed to be his girlfriend, he was stalking you. what followed was a conversation where both of you just let things hang out and confessed to a slew of things, you more so than ayato but luckily, you two continued to date after this (but it's not like either one of you would let the other leave willingly).

• you and ayato constantly vie for each other's attention, engaging in elaborate schemes to outdo one another in displays of affection; from leaving love notes hidden in unexpected places to planning extravagant surprises.

• you two are fiercely protective of each other, to the point where you may occasionally clash with anyone they perceive as a threat to your relationship

— ayato is more physical about it though. there will be times when he'll show up at your doorstep all bruised and bloody. he loves how worried you look when you help clean him up! even more when you pout, thinking he was the one who got hurt, and embrace him in a hug as you play with his hair

— when you get jealous over someone, it's the complete opposite. you're vocal about it, maybe not to ayato, but to the person you view as a rival. so, when you find them the next day at school, you'll outright tell them that ayato is your boyfriend. if they continue to be a problem, that's when you'll take things to the next level and eliminate them.

• both of you are skilled manipulators, adept at bending others to their will, testing each other's boundaries, and pushing the limits of control but they would only do the latter to their partner. though, there is really a 50/50 chance that their manipulation and gaslighting would work on another.

• anyway, good luck dating each other because you can't leave haha 🫡

[domxmarvel]

A

Ayano/Ayato Aishi

Notes

Masterlist

Pairing: Ayato Aishi x Female!Reader

Day after day there were notes in your locker,poems,love notes and small gifts. Earrings,a necklace and some other small things. But there was never a name,you never saw anyone put anything into your locker even when you spent hours watching and waiting. It was time for class,but as you picked up your books you saw a note on it. ‘Waiting for me,darling. Don’t worry you’ll see me soon’ You looked around,but you were completely alone. Later that day you were watching your locker again,this time being sneakier but you still hadn’t seen anyone. The bell rang and you made your way to class,finding another note on your desk. ‘You’ll have to be sneakier than that if you wanna catch me’

***

You were walking to your locker when you bumped into someone,they fell to the ground. It was Ayato,he was in the class below you and you remembered bumping into him the first day of school. In fact the whole scene felt like deja vu. 

“Sorry,here let me help you” Reaching your hand down to help him up. 

“Thank you” his hand lingered in yours for a moment before he let go. As he walked away,you thought of something: was he the one sending the notes. Ayato seemed shy and never spoke much to anyone,he also seemed to avoid you in particular. Although you couldn't figure out why. To figure this out you'd need to find out if his handwriting matched the notes.

It was Friday morning and there was another note,this one however was unlike any other one. It wasn't the same paper,handwriting or style as the other ones. It simply said ‘meet me at the cherry blossom tree behind the school’. You knew what it meant,someone was looking to confess their feelings for you.

But after waiting for an hour,no one showed up and had enough. As you went to change your shoes you saw Ayato waiting there.

“Why are you here so late?”

“I had something that I needed to finish,and lost track of time. Since you're here,I could walk you home” His tone was confident,the exact opposite of what you expect. Like he was sure you'd let him walk you back. As you were walking you realized something,you never told him what direction to go. He knew the way and didn't even second guess or look around. He knew where he was going like he walked this path his whole life. You were getting an uneasy feeling about him,thankfully you soon reached your house. “Thank you for walking me back,I'll see you tomorrow” you quickly headed inside,peeking through the curtains to look at him. He just stood there,looking for a while before he left. There was something going on with him,he was definitely leaving the notes. It was very clear that he had some kind of crush on you. But was trying to build up the courage to tell you. That was it surely,he was probably just shy. You might have been too paranoid about the notes,but now they didn't seem to be a big deal. 

[hana-no-seiiki]

CHILD(LIKE)! READER: GRANPAPA, MARKUS KEEPS BULLYING ME! (he totally wasn’t bullying you)

PLATONIC YANDERE GRANDPA: Not to worry, dear child.

PLATONIC YANDERE GRANDPA: *takes one long look at the child’s parents*

MARKUS’S PARENTS (who knows markus did nothing) : *sees their life flashing in front of their eyes, memories of your younger grandpa commanding them flooding back*

MARKUS’S PARENTS: MARKUS YOU GODDAMN FAILURE! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE AGAIN-?!

[fruitsaladgame]

in this world, there's only one god

[yandere-wishes]

Keep going back and re-reading this from time to time🥰😘💕

Death Wish | Yandere! Pre-Ghost! Yugi Tsukasa x Gender Neutral! Reader

Chapter One - Playdate Paradox

Word Count: 12.6k.

TW: Animal death, light gore, emotional manipulation, mentions of physical & emotional child abuse, mentions of alcoholism & drug use, implied adultery/infidelity/cheating, vomiting, attempted non-consensual kissing, unhealthy/toxic/abusive relationships & mindsets.

This story takes place in the 1960s.

As there is currently little source material regarding this time period, much of this story’s plot and many of its elements are based on my own personal headcanons and ideas. Therefore, it’s an AU and not canon.

(Y/n) = Your name, (L/n) = Last name.

The aforementioned behaviour featured in this story is in no way advocated or condoned in real life.

Thank you for being awesome, @yandere-wishes.

Summary: What do you get when you take one pinch of parental neglect, a cup of creepy fluff, a dab of domestic violence, a splash of ironic innocence, and a wheelbarrow full of dark subtext?

(Artwork by AidaIro)

Keep reading

[kotton-kandy953]

━ 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝚁𝙻𝚈 𝙱𝙴𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴𝙳

➛ various!yandere!male oneshots x fem!reader

title page┆word count: 2.3k┆warnings: dazai behavior, death, forced touches (kinda), manipulation, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, suicide, yandere themes┆a/n: the plot for this one-shot was actually the plot I had for a hanako-kun x reader fic that I never got to finish. (btw “bella” means “beautiful” and “belladonna” means “beautiful lady.” It is also the name of a flower)

𝐂𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐔𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐈𝐀

yandere!osamu d. x fem!reader

⤷ ❝ 𝕺𝕳,

my elegant flower…” Dazai breathily muttered into your ear, his right hand traveling down your body to secure itself onto your waist. The other lightly sliding down your arm until it met with yours, your hands mending together almost perfectly.

He began taking slow, steady steps with you in his firm, yet ever so delicate, arms. You hated the way he made you feel; and the heat rising to your cheeks didn’t make it any better.

The way his hands held onto you like nothing else in the world mattered made you sick. Like he was so deeply in love with you, that he never, ever wanted to let you go.

And this this hell felt like heaven for him.

So much like heaven, that he’s made you forget how and why you’re even in this concerning situation.

You and Dazai danced together as if you both were lovers, destined to always find each other in whatever universe God puts you in.

But it was quite the opposite.

Take where you are for example, atop the roof of an abandoned 5 story building at the dead of night.

Why are you even here, you ask? Well let’s go back to the beginning.

You and Dazai are coworkers at the Armed Detective Agency (ADA), and have been for the past few years. And because of that, you’re practically around the man 24/7.

But what’s so wrong with Dazai? Well, not only is he extremely irritating and obsessed with suicide, but it’s so painfully obvious that he’s obsessed with you as well!!

He’s overwhelmingly clingy and flirtatious, not to mention his constant attempts at suicide and begging for you to join him in a double suicide drive you mad. He can also be a tad bit controlling and manipulative when it comes to spending time with others.

“Oh, bella…” Dazai sang as he kneeled in front of you while you sat in your desk chair, his hands keeping a firm grip on yours. “…I can just imagine how beautiful your hands would look around my neck, finally granting me the sweet gift of death I crave so muc—“

“-Quit flirting with L/n, Dazai! Get back to work!!” Kunikida shouted at the suicidal brunet before dragging him away from you by his shirt collar.

You sighed at the scene before you, quickly turning back towards your desk and returning to your job. But your peace and quiet didn’t last very long until you were assigned the job to check out an old, abandoned, warehouse that is suspected to be the hideout for an unknown organization kidnapping certain people around the area of Yokohama.

Of course, you agree to the job and the partner assigned to you… but you declined the last part. You insisted that you did not need anyone’s assistance in this job, mainly because you didn’t want a certain bandage-waster recommending himself as the perfect candidate for the position.

You left the ADA building, ready to save the captives and go home and sleep. But someone had ulterior motives…

Once arriving at the warehouse, you pulled out your gun and hid in a blind spot from anyone inside the abandoned building.

Your eyes scanned the perimeter and the entrance it’s self and… “Is no one in there?” You quietly muttered to yourself; there was absolutely no sign of life anywhere.

What the fuck? You thought.

You were about to walk over there before you were stopped by your gun being snatched right out of your grasp.

“I doubt you’ll be needing that, bella.”

Gasping in shock, you spun around on your heel, meeting eyes with… him. “Wha… what are you doing here, Dazai!?”

“Call me Osamu,” he added rather quickly, “and what’s so wrong with a fellow member of the agency taking the time out of their evening to assist their dear colleague?”

You angrily glared at him but he seemed to not care. It’s almost like he loves getting a reaction out of people, especially you.

“I thought I told you I liked working alone…“ what made you trail off of your sentence short was Dazai reaching for your hand and gently holding it in his.

He didn’t dare to break eye contact as he kissed your knuckles. You grimaced at the feeling, cursing yourself for not snatching your hand away and shoving him away from you.

“I could be trying out a new method of suicide right now, but I decided to spend my time with you.” He added with a small pout.

You rolled your eyes at him, “Wow, how selfless…! Now leave, I’m trying to do my job here!! Now give me my gun back!!!”

You jumped to reach the black weapon but he held it over your head, “Ah, ah, ah! I told you that you won’t need this, haven’t I, my dear belladonna?”

You tightly pressed your lips together, already knowing that Dazai won’t give in that easily. Shit, he probably won’t even give in at all!

“You know, I might reconsider that offer of strangling you to death right about now…” you muttered under your breath.

“Oh really?” He leaned over towards you a bit, you didn’t exactly expect him to hear you. “Sorry, but I prefer my deaths to be painless and knowing you, that probably won’t happen.”

Sighing, you reached out your open hand in front of him, “My gun.”

“Well that’s not a complete sentence now is it, Belladonna?” Laughing softly to himself Dazai, sat up straight. “I’m getting sick of this back and forth banter, let’s just go inside the place already.”

Dazai threw his hands back, the gun flying back even further. You watched in horror as it disappeared into the overgrown vegetation.

“You fucking—“

The bandaged brunet grabbed onto your wrist and forced you into the warehouse.

The second you both ran through the door, you pried your wrist off of his hand, “What the hell’s wrong with you, Osamu!? There could’ve been a bunch of armed men in here trying to kill us!!”

“But there wasn’t.” He stated bluntly, not even wanting to touch on the fact that you have just referred to him as “Osamu.”

Seething, you tore your gaze away from him and looked around the empty space around you. No one’s here either.

“You’re right. There… isn’t…” You looked around for a good 5 seconds before a loud gasp echoed through the room.

“What? You… you lied about the- the everything didn’t you!? The kidnappers and—”

“-I didn’t lie, okay.” He raises his hands up In defense. “All I did was tell you the wrong address, the kidnappers are somewhere on the other side of Yokohama but who cares!!” He laughed uncaringly at the situation.

“You cannot be fucking for real right now…” you rubbed your temple at the mere thought of this. It was absolutely unbelievable.

You and everyone at the ADA might know this already, but it’s becoming more and more evident as the days go by: Dazai is fucking insane.

“Come on, Y/n!! Don’t tell me you’re scared of heights!!” You must’ve zoned out for a moment because now Dazai is climbing the stairs up to the next floor as he urges you on to follow him.

Already mentally drained, you wanted to turn around and go home, but something about this intrigued you so you went along with it.

That was your first mistake.

This went on for another twenty or so minutes until you both have reached the roof. Quite frankly, you were tired and out of breath. Panting as if you had just ran a fucking marathon.

“You made it!” He claps his hands together, “Barely…” he adds on under his breath, loud enough for you to hear.

“Why… did you bring me here…?” You said as you finally got a hold of your breath, noticing that it is already dark outside. The only light source being the bright, half-moon in the sky.

“Bring you here…?” Dazai slowly stepped closer to you, chuckling darkly to himself, “What do you mean? You followed me all by yourself. You could’ve turned around and went home whenever you wanted.” As if he’d even let you do that in the first place.

“Uh- well…” you stuttered, “Whatever.” Crossing your arms you, turned away from him.

The bandaged brunet stepped closer to you, “C’mon, bella…“ He whined, shoving his hands into his pockets; a strange smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

“What’s the matter? Are you mad because I lied to you?” He teased you in a mock baby voice, desperately trying to get a reaction out of you.

You turned around, ready to give him a piece of your mind, but his brown eyes looking right through your soul silenced you. There was a look on his face that you couldn’t make out. Was he frustrated? Maybe amused?

Whatever it was, you didn’t want any parts of it.

“I don’t even know why I followed you up here. I’m leaving.” You swiftly turned around again, and began walking away. But a firm grip on your forearm stopped you right in your tracks.

“Hey, what are you-“

He didn’t respond. He only yanked you into his arms. His, that you won’t admit, warm and loving arms. His arm was tightly around your waist while the other gently rested on top of your head.

“Dazai,” you paused, horribly frustrated with yourself for finding somewhat enjoying his embrace, “what are you doing?”

“Y/n, you know how I just love the idea of committing a double suicide with the beautiful lady I fall in love with?” He whispered to you, his arms securely around your waist.

“Uhm, yeah? I guess? What does any of this have to do with…?”

“I have another question,” he continued, “You do know I’m in love with you, right?”

“You what!?—“

Suddenly, Dazai released you from his embrace, you would’ve lost balance if he didn’t secure his grip on your waist.

“Oh, my elegant flower…!” he breathily whispered into your ear as his hand firmly grasped onto yours. You looked into his brown eyes that sparkled like stars in the beautiful moonlight. You hated the way he looked at you. You just hated absolutely everything about him. Why did he of all people have to fall in love with you?

At this point, you have no idea what the fuck is going on. Feeling weird by not doing anything with your free hand, you awkwardly placed your free hand on his shoulder.

You’ve never slow danced with a man before, but this what they do on movies, right? This is good enough.

He began taking slow, steady steps with you in his firm yet ever so delicate arms. You couldn't help but divert your gaze away from him whilst your face flushed a soft red color. Why am I blushing like crazy right now? Why won’t it stop!?

“Did you not hear me?” He continued the previous conversation, momentarily stopping his movements, “I said that I’m in love with you.”

“You’re… in… in love?” You felt so stupid at this moment. Has it not been obvious since the beginning? He constantly compliments you on a daily. He’s even expressed his interest in committing a double suicide with his lover, and you just happen to be the person he bothers with the question the most. I’d have to be stupid to never realize it, shit.

“No, that’s not true…” his grip around your waist now becoming hellishly tight. A gasp escaped your lips but it was quickly overrun by his words, “I’m obsessed with you. Why else would I lie about your current mission? I just needed this alone time with you. There’s something really important I needed to tell you.”

“I- are you crazy!?” You shrieked, your last pieces of sympathy for him instantly shattering into oblivion.

“Only crazy for you, my beautiful flower.”

“Dazai, are you seriou-“

Before you could get a word out, Dazai pressed his soft lips against yours. The kiss was only a few seconds, but for you, it felt like an eternity.

Once he finally pulled away, you caught your breath. In a melodramatic manner, nonetheless.

An amused smirk tugged at the corners of his lips as he stared straight into your eyes, “I doubt it was that bad, Y/n.” He chuckled softly.

“You can’t hate me that much, my dear bella.”

You didn’t respond to him, only diverting your gaze away from him. “I do, I really do…”

He laughed quietly before beginning to take a few steps with you. You became more and more embarrassed each time you slipped up and stepped on his feet but still not feeling obligated to mutter a quiet apology.

But then, there was a sudden stop. You could feel Dazai’s heart pounding faster than usual. He redirected his gaze and bit his lip nervously before looking straight at you.

He placed a soft kiss against your forehead, and muttered a quiet declaration of love before hugging you tightly. Embracing you with all of his might.

And leaning forward. At first, you thought that he was passed out or something and that you both were stumbling to the ground, but that wasn’t the case. It was quite the opposite, as a matter of fact.

Now it all makes sense. Why he stopped dancing; Because you were on the edge of the roof, perhaps?

Why he grabbed onto you; So you wouldn’t fight against him, maybe?

His decoration of love… he was going to kill himself.

And bring you along with him.

Tears ran down your face as sobs ripped through your throat. You couldn’t believe it, despite how surprising that sounds. It just feels like some kind of act of betrayal to you, even if he is dying as well.

The moment before you and Osamu hit the rock-hard pavement, he let go of you and muttered a phrase you may never forget, even in the afterlife:

“Thank you.”

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[merakiui]

MERA MERA MERAAAAAA!!!!!!!!😭😭😭😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

YANDERE NEIGE!! YANDERE NEIGE!! YANDERE NEIGE!!

*intense Satanistic rituals*

Imagine a yandere Neige who manipulates reader into hating Vil who has a crush on them??? OMiGOSSSSHHHHH😭😭😭

Or or or or or even a Yandere Neige LeBlanche who is blackmailing reader 😲.............

Anyway I LOVE YOU MERAA!! 😻😻😽😽❤️‍🩹❤️💓💖💝💞💞💕💕🩷🩷🎀🎀🎀🌹🌹🌹🌹

👁 👁 the manipulation and the blackmailing?!??!?!?! YES YES AAAAAAA YOU HAD ME AT YANDERE NEIGE!!!! In my mind, Neige is just crazy enough to pull a Secret Alliance in order to get closer to you,,, or maybe he'd pretend not to be interested in your gender so he can get away with being extremely touchy and affectionate with you (all under the guise of platonic friendship, so there's no worry of him ever falling in love!) and you let it happen because he's your bestie. But truthfully he's just terrible,,, such a pervert. >_<

I like to imagine he sometimes lets the most yandere lines slip and then he'll play it off with a giggle. Something something "Oh, you were with Vi-kun today? Aaah, wouldn't it be great if he could just go to sleep forever and never wake up?" Cue his cute laughter and the addition of, "That would make him a real sleeping beauty, wouldn't it!" :D just,,,, completely unnerving and it doesn't even seem like a joke sometimes. ^^;;; in my mind, Neige is jealous of Vil just as Vil was once jealous of him. >:D their dynamic is so fascinating to me. Vil/Neige rivalry...........

I just adore the sweet, bubbly Neige who always smiles and is just so kind and polite, but then there's a very scary darkness that dims his eyes when he sees you spending more time with someone who isn't him. Maybe he's just a little spoiled... of course he's still very humble because he came from humble beginnings himself, but being such a widely beloved celebrity has made it easy for him to get certain things. He's handed opportunities left and right, so maybe the twisted logic is that,,, shouldn't he have you, too? :) just a touch greedy.

Neige who knows very well Vil tried to poison him that day before the VDC and so he uses that to gain your sympathy and trust. He was so scared and hurt, you know? :< oh, but please don't be angry with Vi-kun!!! Neige doesn't blame him, but even so he wants you to be careful around him. He's one of those celebrities, you know? The secretly unstable kind that hides everything beneath carefully crafted glamour. Actors are good at that, aren't they? Just be careful around him. <3

[neobomb]

give into things i (dont) want to [lee haechan]

bully! (yandere) stalker! Haechan x innocent! church girl!reader Part of the give into things i (dont) want to series. Word Count: 1.2k Inspired by this drabble made by @neocentral Warnings: mature themes, toxic/inappropriate behaviour, stalking, forcing??, slut shaming, masterbation, choking & breathplay?, hair pulling, manhandling, MDNI, there will be smut in part 2 [Pt.1] [Pt.2] Summery: bully!Haechan is secretly in love with you and loves pulling your hair as it feeds into his perverted fantasies. btw, donghyuk is haechan's real name © 2023 @neobomb. Unauthorized copying, translation, manipulation, or alteration of this work is strictly prohibited. All rights reserved.

Haechan is hopelessly in love with you, a secret he vowed to take to his grave. However, his misguided attempts to gain your attention had spiraled out of control. What began as innocent teasing morphed into malicious intent. He has gone too far now. There is no going back. Over the years, he subjected you to relentless bullying: mocking you with derogatory names, spreading false rumors, and cornering you against his locker to threaten you. For as long as he had known you, he couldn't recall a single moment when he had treated you kindly.

“I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to..” he loves hearing you plead for forgiveness. Tears welled in your eyes as he pulled your long luscious hair, your eyes looking up at him with an innocence he couldn't ignore. 

“A slut like you should know when to keep their dirty mouth shut.” he says, looking down on you. You looked like a mess. A hot mess. You’re on the floor, tears running down your face as heavy breaths left your lungs after the assault. When he goes home, he would picture this exact image of you in his head while mercilessly stroking his dick. He would imagine ramming his dick into you while pulling your hair, forcing you to meet his gaze. It was the primary reason he enjoyed pulling your hair during confrontations.

Everyday, he would follow you home after school. It didn't appear unusual since his house was only a few blocks away from yours. You never thought much of it. Each time you entered the safety of your home, you assumed he would just keep going until he reached his own. But oh…how you were wrong. 

Haechan would always linger around you at a close proximity. Your bedroom is on the first floor, facing a large oak tree, his favorite hiding spot. Peeking through the leaves, he watches you through your bedroom window. You’re sitting on your bed, reading a book. You look so peaceful. So beautiful. Whenever your hair gets in the way, you tug the strands behind your ears, revealing more of your neckline each time. Occasionally, he would take photographs of you as you undress, showing it to his friends as "evidence" of your supposed slutty behavior, but primarily keeping them for his own twisted satisfaction later on.

Haechan knows better than everyone that you’re anything but a slut. He doesn't even think that you have had your first kiss yet. Over the past year, he's spread rumors about you sleeping with countless older men, intending to dissuade other boys from showing interest in you. In truth, you're a devout church-goer with a deep love for immersing yourself in books and fiction. But still, he loves calling you a slut. The humiliation that marks your face each time he calls you those names does wonders to him. 

—

An intense heatwave has gripped the town. The scorching sun felt like it was searing your skin as you used a book to fan yourself. This summer break, aside from working at your cousin Kun's restaurant, you hadn't accomplished much. During your shifts, Haechan would consistently appear, each time accompanied by a different girl. What a manwhore, you thought to yourself. 

“If you feel as though he is bothering you, I can take his table. Just slice the salmon for me and keep an eye on the fryer.” Jaehyun offers, extending his knife to you. As your fingers lightly touch, a swarm of butterflies stirs in your stomach. You've harbored feelings for Jaehyun for some time. He's tall, amiable, strikingly handsome, and an exceptional chef. He embodied everything you desired in a boyfriend. Though only a few years older, he appeared to have everything figured out. 

From a distance, Haechan observed your exchanges with Jaehyun. Not paying any attention to the girl he was on a date with. He took note of your hearty laughter at Jaehyun's jokes and the way your face flushed crimson with every compliment he paid you. Saying Haechan was jealous would be a severe understatement; he was profoundly possessive over you. 

—

The community you live in organized a grand gathering, and by chance, your parents had offered to host the entire event in your backyard. Such events were never to your liking as you would panic at the social interactions. Worst of all, lee donghyuk was present at the event. You seek refuge in your room, after hours on end, having to endure awkward conversations. 

“Why did you cut your hair, Y/N?” Haechan stands in front of your bedroom door. He stared at you intensely, noticing how your hair falls right at your shoulder, revealing your pronounced collarbones. He suspected you might have cut your hair based on the conversation he had overheard between you and Jaehyun a few days ago, where Jaehyun expressed his preference for girls with shoulder length hair. It seemed evident to him that you were attempting to align with Jaehyun's preferences, which angered him greatly. “Yes, why do you care?” 

“Is it because you can’t just grab onto it as easily anymore?” The words you just uttered struck him with the realization that you might have uncovered his dirty little secret. He restrained himself from showing any emotion. Keep it cool. Keep it cool. You’re probably just being paranoid, he tells himself “Huh, What a big mouth. Why would you say that?”

“You obviously have something against me. I mean, every day at school, you pull my hair and shove me against your locker," you state, setting your book on the surface of your nightstand. He steps into your room, wearing a deeply unsettling grin, and closes the door behind him.

"Why do you think you can just come into my room, DongHyuck?" You ask sharply, rising swiftly from your bed. You urgently sought an escape from the situation, but Haechan's imposing stature blocked your exit.

“You’re not going anywhere, Y/N.” He gets a rough grip around your neck, pushing you into your bookshelf. Once again, he noticed the familiar panic in your eyes, a sight he disturbingly loves.

“You think I won’t be able to man-handle you just because you cut your hair short. Well, think again.” His grip around your neck gets tighter and tighter. You were no longer registering his words. His words became a distant echo as your mind retreated to a different realm. He has never grabbed onto your neck before. It was certainly a new sight for him, a sight he was going crazy for. The way your hands grab onto his wrist, desperately trying to ease his grip, and the way your eyes almost fall shut by the intensity of the situation. It all turned him on so much. 

He gradually loosened his hold on your neck, observing as you gasped for air and color that returned to your face. As you caught your breath, Haechan abruptly pressed his lips against yours. The fervor of the kiss was overwhelming. He bit down on your lips with force, leaving a faint metallic taste behind. His patience has ultimately run out.

[livmadart]

Between all of your au' s, I had fallen really hard for the phantom twins one ♡ Especially how feral Shinichi looks! He almost reminds me of a yandere (I love yanderes) (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) And the idea that Kaito is always blamed for Shinichi's pranks is just hilarious ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ Imagine Aoko just getting pranked and be like "Bakaito! Just stop it!" and Kaito pointing at Shinichi "It's not me this time, it's him!" "As if Shinichi-kun could do something like that, Bakaito!"

oh yeah she would totally blame Kaito for Shinichi’s pranks lol

[callie-the-creator]

ayato aishi being in love with an idol!reader would include...

sfw. warnings: yandere and obsessive behavior but that’s about it.

author’s note: this was also posted on my wattpad account, just wanted to share it here!

• the only reason ayato knew of your existence was because he heard your name a few times brought up at school. at first, he thought you were a student at akademi but something in the back of his mind told him that he had the wrong idea. he ended up shrugging it off. that is, until he saw a 3d billboard of you in tokyo, telling the watchers below to buy tickets for your upcoming concert.

• this whole time, y/n was an idol? ayato felt like a complete idiot when he realized this and spent the next few minutes, just standing there on the sidewalk, watching the same billboard cycle through other things until you popped up again. when you did, ayato took his time admiring your features. it's no wonder you were so popular at school...you're gorgeous.

• with that, ayato hurried to his house whilst he looked up everything about you and once he was in his house, he listened to every single song that you have ever sung. unreleased, popular, underrated, instrumental, acapella, you name it. you just so happened to have over 45 songs! for someone who was in the music scene for such a short amount of time, you did have a lot of albums...but that's alright!

— while it wasn't ayato's usual taste in music, he was willing to make an exception for you and only you.

• ayato is the type of guy to see someone wearing a piece of your merchandise, walk up to them, and say, "oh, you like y/n l/n? name 5 songs."

— insufferable, yes, but he had to assert dominance and show every single follower that he was your number #1 fan! if someone claims to be it, they're dead wrong. literally.

• he hates how some of the guys at his school also knew who you were and thought you were attractive. ayato knows that realistically, it was bound to happen but he still hates having to deal with it and it's not like he could do anything about it too, just suck it up.

• if you're the type of idol to dye your hair differently with every single album debut, ayato carefully tracks for any leaks on what color it would be because he's been debating on matching with you. he's lucky that akademi high school isn't strict when it comes to uniquely colored hair (as some schools force students to dye their hair black, even if a person's natural hair color is brown). of course, he would stick out more but he didn't care. it's a way he can show his support for you and there's nothing wrong with that. 

• has only been to one of your concerts since, he won't lie, the tickets are a bit pricey and his part-time job could hardly cover it. the concert was really cool to experience— especially since ayato doesn't get out much— and he loved seeing you in person, but some annoying fans in front of him wouldn't stop holding their signs up in the air blocking his view but still tried to have a good thing by waving his light-stick and chanting in perfect harmony with the other fans.

— he would've gone a vip pass instead, but if he did that, ayato would have become flat-broke and that would in turn make him receive an angry lecture from his parents about finances.

• ayato has sent you loads of fan mail, some by name, others anonymously. he's sure that you get thousands by the hour but if there is even the slightest chance that you might read at least one of his, he'll take that opportunity

• whenever you describe your ideal type in a man in interviews, ayato makes it his duty to meet the criteria. you want someone with a little bit of muscle? he can work out more. you want a man who can cook? looks like ayato will be joining the cooking club at school. trust me, he will do anything to be viewed perfect in your eyes

• although his first-ever time seeing you in person was pretty much a bust, ayato made up for it by teaming up with info-kun to see where you would be in japan and finding your location by fan sightings. it was from there that ayato was able to find you in shibuya but it wasn't good news, actually. you were mad at the paparazzi trying to take scandalous photos of you and when ayato realized this, his head began to spin and he, too, started shouting at them to give you some space and to back off.

— when you realized this, you turned over to see just who was coming to help you since you weren't expecting it and mouthed a small 'thank you' which sent ayato's heart soaring.

• ayato has purchased an ungodly amount of merch from you, whether that be shirts, water bottles, limited-time ramen, or soda cans, he's even ripped off pages in magazines solely because your face was on it.

• alas, he still needs to find a way to worm into your personal life. it's a little hard to do that with just how many bodyguards you have and have lots of cameras in your house, too many for him to be able to capture you without any issues...

[thequietkid-moonie]

Can you make some headcanons about Yandere Teru and Akane(Tbhk) sharing a darling?

Sharing a darling

[ YANDERE HEADCANONS ] [ Teru & Akane ]

[ Toilet Bound Hanako-kun / Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun ]

Interestiiiing ~ I like your idea and I will made it as violent as posible! I dont regret it, I liked writing it that way! it may have some angst, just a little silly warning

Teru and Akane doesn't really get along at all, they both are close to each other just because the threat the other represents, non really like the other for what having and actually sharing their beloved darling is only the last resource

The one who would fall in love first is the one who is closest to you, the other one end up falling in love after getting to meet you accidentally thanks to the other for what non would be happy. Both, Teru and Akane, love deeply and with burning passion, for both you are like a ray of hope, someone who must be protected but at the same time both are incredibly possesive and thinks they are doing the best for you, and the best is definetly not with the other

Teru realice Akane's feeling almost imediatly and he grows not only angry but also paranoid, he already fears for your safety due all his experiences in his job but a supernatural loving his darling is even offensive! Teru is so close to actually finish Akane's life for even just looking at you but he is holding back himself to don't get troubles that could get in his and yours way (but the closer you two grow the more dificult it is for him to hold back)

Akane simply doesn’t like that you even interact with Teru but still it would take him a while to notice Teru's feelings for you, it take a slip on his act for him to wonder whats going on with him to realice that he is interested on you, and, unlike Teru, he imediatly jumps into the confrontation

It end up being thanks to Akane that the topic is settle on the table, making clear his love and that he won't give up on you, let alone for someone like Teru Minamoto, making him answer with a passive agressive attitude and imediatly declaring a war between both, non of them are planing to give up on you nor lose against the other so they will be stuck in their fight

The fight both have is far from being fair and pacific, both are trying to monopolize your time and attention even from other students because both are desperate for being the winner, Akane is following you around like a puppy, always trying to chat with you about anything you want and staying as physicaly close as posible, he can even become overwhelming since he is so close to just hold you close to ask you to don't leave him alone, while Teru is more discreet and yet demanding, he uses his position not only on the student council but also with his imagine as the prince of the school to be able to make you only look at him, purpousely making indirect moves on you so the rumor about the posibility of you two being togheter spreds across the school in an attempt to leave clear that you are his

As time pass and both manage to get closer to you both start to play even more dirty, whenever any of them had even the smallest moment alone with you they make sure to tarnish the image you have of the other, Teru shameless tell you Akane's secret of being half supernatural while Akane tell you the real attitude of Teru, calling him sadistic and merciless, both try to make you see the other like a monster while they are the safest option, how they are the one capable of keeping you safe!

Both are so focus on destroying every chance the other has with you that they will not notice how you are the only real victim of their fight, it is until they notice the fear or even the anger on your expression when they will finally stop to look back at what they have done, not only insolated you from the rest of the students but also while trying to ruin the other reputation they have pushed you to the point where you don't feel comfortable or even safe at the side of any of them, after all they have done nothing but tell the worst things of the other

At the end, accepting to share you and make it up for you together is the only option left for them, they agreed to share you just to protect your own mental health, both will apologize together and try to explain that both have being blinded by their own selfishness, Teru and Akane swears on their life that they will not fight again and will make it up for you but the reality is that when you finally trust them again and start to calm down they would be fighting behind you back once more, after all both are way too possesive to share you, let alone with the person they hate and blame for how you felt

[jessamine-rose]

I applaud you for making the best yandere Neige hcs on this site! To make things more dramatic, may I reccomend Leona x Vil? Why? Because their two sides of the same coin & bicker like an old married couple. Imagine Vil being in a secret relationship HEALTHY with Leona while dealing with stalker Neige. Imagine Neige catching that he's lost to Leona of all people. How far would he go? How delusional would he get? Better yet when he ultimately loses (think Gomez vs Garrett from Wednesday)

Yandere! Neige x Vil ๑ The Full Saga

Tw:: yandere, obsessive behavior

Aww thanks, Anonie!! This was a fun series to write, and I'm happy to know that y’all enjoy it to this day. And ohh LeoVil!! That would make things much harder for Neige, given Leona’s physical power and political status~

Neige would be heartbroken.

What was supposed to be a magical confession shattered when he stalked followed Vil to his dressing room, only to find his crush in the arms of another prince. Even worse, this had been foreshadowed for months.

Phone calls. Foreign accessories. Photos of Vil in the Sunset Savannah. Familiarity masked by banter and insults. Leona’s visits to their movie set—and wasn’t it Vil who recruited him as the consultant for their Catch the Tail scenes, after he initially rejected the director’s request?

But why Leona Kingscholar? Sure, their relationship follows a few tropes but they only met in NRC!! Neige has known Vil since childhood. He is his equal onstage. He can support Vil’s career in ways Leona never could.

His thoughts are interrupted by a kiss. It isn’t anything like Neige’s kisses with Vil—scripted, professional, abruptly finished along with the movie scene. This one is off-screen, passionate, genuine. Vil is reciprocating Leona’s touches. Vil isn’t caring about lipstick smears. Vii-kun is being defiled—

Green eyes make contact with Neige’s.

Leona doesn’t break off the kiss. But his ears twitch, his tail flicks in annoyance, and his arms wrap around Vil in a tighter embrace. His glare remains fixed on the gap in the doorway, conveying an unspoken message to Neige.

A warning from a true prince.

♡

Thanks for the delicious idea, Anonie!! I also ship LeoVil but I never thought of adding that to this series. I stopped accepting asks for my Yandere! Neige x Vil saga a long time ago, but I might just reconsider it thanks to you >:3

Tag a NeigeVil shipper!! @shoujolover-666 @wildnya @yanmaresu

[yankpop]

Yandere NCT Masterlist

Be aware that these are fiction works made for entertainment purposes.

These are DARK/YANDERE works so READ THE WARNINGS at the beginning. I do not support any of these toxic behaviours.

Reader is always female. 

DRABBLES/IMAGINES

◼  You say you hate him ( Mafia! Taeyong )

You tell you captor that you hate him and that was not a good idea.

◼ You try to break up ( Johnny ) 

Your attempt of breaking up with your boyfriend doesn’t go so well.

◼ He cheats on you (Jaehyun) 

You catch your boyfriend Jaehyun cheating and try to leave him, but things take a surprising turn. (Requested)

◼ He meets you  (Jisung)

Short and older Y/N (Requested) 

◼ He breaks in (Haechan) + Part 2 

Haechan gets tired of waiting for you, so he breaks into your apartment.

◼ Sweet moment (Shotaro) 

Just a small sweet moment between you and Shotaro (requested)

◼ He’s an online stalker (Taeil)  + Part 2

You have a very dedicated online stalker and he’s not going anywhere.

◼ Voyeur Yuta 

Yuta has a thing for spying you from afar. (Requested)

◼ Hurting himself for your attention (Jeno)

You help out a friend who’s hurt by an accident, but little do you know that it was no accident.

◼ You go on a date with someone else (Jaemin) 

Your best friend doesn’t take it lightly when you lie to him about going on a date with someone else.

◼ OT6 (Dream)

Taeyong tries to get between you and the boys and that’s something they won’t tolerate.

◼ Overprotective during your pregnancy (Kun) 

Your “husband” wants your unborn baby to be healthy and for that, he’s willing to manipulate you until he gets what he wants.

College Universe 

◼ Bully Mark + Part 2 + Part 3 + Part 4 + Part 5 + Part 6

Mark wants to take you to prom and he won’t take no as an answer (Requested)

◼ ?

REACTIONS/SCENARIOS

127 

◼ You only speak English

◼ When you wear revealing clothes 

Dream

◼ You fake being sick 

◼ You lie to them 

◼ You ask them for a pregnancy test 

◼ You’re dating another member 

◼ Forcing you to marry them

◼ Fake chats #1

U 

◼ You curse at him (Make a wish unit)

◼ You’re on birth control (Make a wish unit) 

◼ You hurt them to escape (Let’s play ball unit) 

◼ You want to become an idol (Let’s play ball unit) 

◼ You realize how toxic they are (90′s Love unit) 

◼ Other member notices his yandere behavior (From Home Unit) 

WayV

◼ Not wanting them to hold you 

MTL (Most to Least) 

◼ To kidnap you (Dream) 

◼ To become controlling fast (Dream) 

◼ To spoil his s/o (127)

[rosyl12620]

Yandere Kise Ryota x reader

(Imagine he’s in his 3rd year of high school)

You walked through the gates of Kaijou High School. Tugging at your mostly grey uniform, you tried to navigate your way to the front office.

It was your first day at Kaijou and you were already lost. You looked around for someone who could help you. Suddenly, a group of screamed girls ran past you, knocking you down as they ran. You hit the ground, confused.

The blonde guy the girls were swarming around noticed you had fallen. He started to walk towards you.

“Are you okay?” he asks in genuine concern.

You stand up and brush off some dust from your skirt.

“I’m fine, thanks,” you reply.

“That’s good,” he exclaims cheerfully.

“Excuse me, but do you mind telling me where the office is? I’m supposed to go to the front desk to get my schedule since I’m new,” you explain to him.

He smiled brightly, “I don’t mind taking you there. If you don’t mind me tagging along.”

“That’d be even better. I was starting to get scared I’d misunderstand your directions,” you laughed awkwardly to fill the silence.

“My name’s Kise Ryouta, by the way,” the blonde guy, ‘Kise’, introduces himself.

“I’m L/N Y/N,” you respond, “Nice to meet you, Kise-san.”

————————————————————————

After helping you on your first day, Kise still decided to hang out with you on a daily basis. Not that you were complaining, it was nice having a friend around.

You were also surprised when he told you that he was a model. He even showed you some of the magazines he had been in.

Though surprised as you were, you would never like him solely for being a popular model and basketball player. Kise himself seemed surprised someone didn’t immediately like him for his looks.

“It’s quite refreshing,” he had commented.

It had been a few months since you’d met him.

“Hey Y/N-cchi!” a familiar voice called to you just as you were walking out the gates of Kaijou.

You spun around to find Kise running to catch up with you.

“Do you wanna hang out at my place?” Kise asked.

“Sure. We could drop by the convenience store on the way there,” you suggested.

Kise nodded excitedly. Before you could take a step though, another voice called out to you.

“L/N-san!” one of your male classmates called to you.

“What’s up, M/N-san?” you asked him.

“I overheard you say you’re going to the convenience store. Not that I’m stalking you or anything. But maybe we could spend some time together afterwards,” he said.

“I’m sorry, but I already told Kise-kun I’d go to his place after,” you explained to your classmate.

You didn’t notice the glare Kise was giving M/N.

After M/N ran off apologizing you turned to Kise.

“That was weird,” you stated, “Why’d he run off like that?”

Kise shrugged.

“Come on, let’s go,” he said, hurrying you off, “I don’t want you hanging out with him anymore.”

“Why?” you asked, “He’s my friend.”

“He might hurt you, Y/N-cchi,” Kise explained.

“I can protect myself,” you protested.

Kise only sighed as he led you to the convenience store despite your protests for an explanation of his behaviour.

————————————————————————

When you got to school the next day, an envelope of pictures was slid into your locker. You curiously opened it. The pictures were of M/N in the hospital, his clothes were tattered with blood. You were horrified.

There was also a note attached.

“You should’ve just agreed to stop hanging out with him, Y/N-cchi.”

Your eyes widened in shock. Kise. He attempted and probably succeeded killing M/N. And speak of the devil.

“Y/N-cchi! Did you see the little note I left for you?” Kise asked as if it were just another homework cheat sheet.

You were trembling from shock, “How could you?”

Kise’s gaze softened, “I know your mad but it was for your own good. He could’ve hurt you, and what if I wasn’t there to protect you?”

“That’s such a pathetic excuse,” you retorted.

Pushing past Kise you ran to the nearest washroom, careful not to let the tears spill from your eyes.

“Y/N-cchi...”

————————————————————————

You stepped out of class as the last bell rang and school was dismissed only to see Kise waiting for you.

He grabbed your wrist, “Come on, Y/N-cchi! Let’s go shopping! It’s cheer you up!”

“I have plans with a friend,” you said, pulling your hand away.

“Then you’ll just have to cancel,” he pulled you closer and whispered into your ear, “You wouldn’t want them to have the same fate as M/N, now would you?”

“Fine,” you begrudgingly agreed.

Kise’s smile widened. Mentally, you couldn’t help but wonder how Kise was capable of murdering someone and acting like a complete sunshine the rest of the time.

Once you both had arrived at the mall, Kise immediately dragged you into one of the designer stores.

“Uhm, Kise-kun? I can’t afford that,” you hesitantly told him.

“Don’t worry, Y/N-cchi. I modelled for this brand once and they gave me an $100 gift card. You can use it,” he reassured you.

“But it’s yours,” you protested.

“I don’t mind. Besides, if it makes you happy I’m willing to give it to you,” he said.

You decided not to protest. Deep down, you were terrified of what ‘injuries’ you’d be getting if you refused to comply with him. Besides, what’s a piece of designer clothing gonna do to you?

Kise helped you pick out a cute yellow dress and payed for it using the gift card and a few extra dollars. It genuinely didn’t look bad on you so you accepted.

Afterwards, he took you to get food and something to drink. Then the arcade where he won you a bear plush from the claw machine that you wanted.

Kise had wanted to make you happy and it seemed like his plan had worked.

————————————————————————

Graduation was coming soon. You and Kise were going to study different at different universities.

You were relieved knowing that you didn’t have to live in fear of triggering him to kill another person.

But all those thoughts came crashing down one night.

You were at Kise’s house on a Saturday night. He was leading you to his basement to show you something.

You were surprised when you stepped into the basement to see it was arranged like a bedroom. All the things he had gifted you were also there. No wonder you felt like you were missing a few items.

“Look Y/N-cchi!” Kise said excitedly, “You don’t have to go to a different university as me anymore. You don’t even need to go to a university.”

You tried to head back upstairs but Kise stepped behind you and locked the door. When running away wasn’t an option anymore you tried to protest and argue.

“But what about my family? And everything else I have in my life?” you asked desperately.

Kise lifted you up to carry you bridal style. He laid you softly on the bed.

“Your family will be taken care of. We’ll be moving out of this house soon anyways. As for your life, you don’t need it anymore, Y/N-cchi. All you need is to be here with me,” Kise said.

“But-“

“Shh, shh,” Kise said lovingly.

His hand reached up to softly stroke your hair in a soothing gesture. Oddly enough it did calm you.

“I don’t want you crying,” he wiped your tears off your cheeks. You didn’t even realize you were crying.

“Don’t worry Y/N-cchi. I’ll take care of you. I’ll even dress you and do your makeup and hair,” Kise smiled brightly, “Not that you need makeup. You’re already so beautiful.”

It took all your strength to force a fake smile.

————————————————————————

You looked at yourself in the mirror, wearing the new clothes Kise had given you.

“You look so beautiful, Y/N-cchi!” Kise exclaimed happily when he saw you.

For the past year, your life had been controlled by Kise. From what you ate, to what you wore, and especially where you went. You had even started to accept it. It wasn’t as though he did anything to hurt you.

“I was waiting for the day you could go to these events with me,” Kise said.

‘These events’ meaning his fancy modelling parties that you hadn’t be able to attend with him till now because he didn’t trust you enough yet.

Kise frowned, “You seem more quite than usual.”

“I’m fine, Ryouta,” you assured him.

“Alright,” he replied to you.

You looked at yourself one last time in the mirror before following Kise to his car.

“I love you Y/N-cchi. I knew you’d make me happy since the moment I met you,” he said as you stepped out the front door of his house for the first time in a year.

[yumifakahara]

"A Dangerous Deduction"

Yandere Ranpo Edogawa x Reader

Y/N (gender neutral pronoun) is a gifted member of the Armed Detective Agency. Their skillset and deductive abilities have caught the eye of the esteemed detective Ranpo Edogawa. Ranpo sees great potential in Y/N and has developed deep feelings for them.

Ranpo Edogawa is a legendary detective and founding member of the Armed Detective Agency. Though diminutive in size, his deductive skills are unmatched. Behind his playful demeanor lies a dark side that emerges when provoked.

The Agency serves as the location for this fanfic.

Relationships:

Ranpo has become deeply infatuated with Y/N. Beneath his playful antics lies a possessive and somewhat obsessive love for them. Y/N respects Ranpo but does not return his romantic feelings.

Location:

The fanfic primarily takes place within the Armed Detective Agency.

Narration/Tags:

The fanfic will be narrated from Y/N's point of view on their interactions and growing unease around Ranpo. Tags include: Yandere, Forced Proximity, Unrequited Love

Y/N sighed as they rinsed the coffee mugs from that morning's case review. It had been a long few weeks of back-to-back assignments from the Agency. They were growing burnt out and contemplating putting in for some time off.

As if on cue, Ranpo appeared in the doorway. "Ne, y/n-chan," he drawled, stifling a yawn. "It seems my deductions have uncovered an unwanted possibility." Y/N turned to face him, surprised by the grim tone in his usually playful voice.

"What is it?" they asked, suddenly on edge. Ranpo's deductions were hardly ever wrong. He peered at them through his emerald eyes.

"It seems...you may be considering leaving the Agency for good. Abandoning poor Ranpo-chan," he pouted, voice lowering dangerously. Y/N's blood ran cold, stunned he had seen straight through to their private thoughts so easily. Before they could respond, Ranpo continued, closing the distance between them in a flash.

"That simply will not do, y/n-chan. You belong here, with me." His usually benign smile had twisted into a frightening grin. For the first time, Y/N sensed the darkness lurking beneath Ranpo's cheerful facade. They shuddered to think what lengths he may resort to in order to keep them by his side...

Y/N took a steadying breath, steeling their nerves against Ranpo's unsettling stare.

"While I respect your talents, Ranpo, my decision is final," they replied in as level a tone as they could muster. "I need a change of pace for my mental well-being."

Ranpo clicked his tongue in disappointment. "Is that so? Well, I'm afraid there is one little detail you seem to have overlooked." His slender fingers crept beneath Y/N's chin, tilting their head up to meet his icy gaze.

"You see, through my observations of you these past months, I've uncovered some rather...compromising secrets. Things you'd rather not have the rest of the Agency discover, yes?" Y/N froze at his words, panicked thoughts racing. How long had Ranpo been watching, deducing their innermost shames?

A slow, predatory smile spread across Ranpo's lips at their fearful realization. "Leave, and I'll be sure to share every sordid detail with Atsushi-kun and the others. Can you imagine the humiliation, the lost respect?"

Y/N trembled, trapped within Ranpo's cunning web. The detective leaned in to whisper in their ear. "But stay, and your secrets remain safely buried. With me." His breathing grew ragged, fingers digging into Y/N's skin. There would be no escaping Ranpo's twisted affection now.

Y/N shut their eyes tightly. "You win...I'll stay." Ranpo rewarded them with a delighted peal of laughter and a lingering caress along their jawline. Their dignity was lost, but at least the truth of their hidden past would stay locked away in Ranpo's twisted heart. For now.

The next day

Ranpo stepped into the Agency, only to freeze at the scene before him. There was his beloved y/n, having their hands held tightly within Dazai's grasp. The flirtatious man was loudly proposing a double suicide, much to y/n's obvious discomfort.

Kunikida, as reliable as ever, attempted to intervene with a well-placed smack from his newspaper. But even Kunikida's wrath could not tear Dazai's attention away from y/n. He shot them a playful wink, completely ignoring the admonishments.

Now usually Ranpo would be mildly amused by Dazai's antics. But seeing another man lay hands on what rightfully belonged to Ranpo sent a surge of possessive fury through him. He glided over silently, his diminutive stature belying the deadly intent in his eyes.

Coming to a halt beside the oblivious Dazai, Ranpo smiled serenely up at him. "Ne, Dazai-kun. I think it's time you unhand what's mine, yes?"

Dazai looked down in mild surprise, finally noticing Ranpo's arrival. But before he could muster a charming reply, Ranpo's features morphed into a ghoulish snarl. He seized Dazai's wrist in an iron grip, bending it back with inhuman strength.

"Y/n belongs to me. And if I ever see you touching them again..." Ranpo leaned in to whisper something that drained all mirth from Dazai's expression, replacing it with naked fear.

He tore his wrist free and scurried away without a word. Ranpo turned to y/n with a benign smile once more. "Now then, where were we my dear?" His claim had been forcefully staked - y/n was his alone.

Days passed with y/n's affection growing ever more distant, no matter Ranpo's efforts. He showered them with gifts - their favorite snacks, delicate trinkets, anything to capture their fleeting attention. But y/n remained evasive, rejecting even his embraces and chaste kisses.

It was not to be borne. Had y/n already forgotten who held their deepest secrets in the palm of his hand? Ranpo refused to be ignored any longer.

When he caught y/n alone one evening, Ranpo cornered them with a sly grin. "Ne, my dear, you've been avoiding poor Ranpo-chan. Have I done something to upset you?" he purred, already knowing the answer.

Y/n frowned, wary under his hooded gaze. "Please, I need space - "

"Space?" Ranpo interrupted with feigned surprise. "But we had an agreement, didn't we? You stay by my side, and I keep your secrets buried. Or have you changed your mind...?"

His implication hung thick in the air between them. Ranpo watched y/n's composure crumble as panic seized them. Their fate was irrevocably entwined with his now.

Seeing their surrender, Ranpo softened his tone. "Now, now, no need for that worrying face. Just a gentle reminder that you belong to me." He laid a finger under y/n's chin, tilting their head up to meet his tender smile.

"Won't you stay with me, my sweet? I get so lonely without you..." Ranpo pouted winsomely.

After a long moment, y/n nodded in mute resignation. They had no choice but to accept Ranpo's twisted love, for the sake of their secret's safety. His hold only tightened with each passing day.

[m0chisw1rl]

My Introduction + Boundaries જ⁀➴ ₊ ⊹

Hallo!!! I’m m0chisw1rl but you can call me mochi! here’s something’s you need to know about me!!!

Gender- Female (afab) she/her pronouns

Hobbies- art,dance,and writing

Mbti- ISFP

Interests

Music

Current Joys - Tv Girl - Clairo - Laufey

Beabadoobee - The Smiths - Cas - Montell Fish

Mitski - Phoebe Bridgers - Conan Gray - Lana Del Ray

Faye Webster - Alex G - Arctic Monkeys - Radiohead

Billie Eilish - Mac Demarco - The Weeknd - Djo

Shows/Movies/Anime

Ponyo- Aurthur and the Invisibles - Mean girls - HxH

Howls Moving Castle - KNY - Silent Voice - Spiderman

Wild Child - Bleach - Tokyo Revengers - Big Hero 6

MHA - DeathNote - My Neighbor Totoro - Arcane

Things I’ll post

(diff from writing)

-random thoughts

-how im feeling (angry,sad etc)

-random angry rants (i get angry often)

- expect random posts and deletes | (• ◡•)|

Writing (will and won’t)

Will

- fluff

-angst

-headcannons

- M & F reader (ONLY no character x character)- i don’t want ppl fighting over ships they don’t like

- smut (maybe, only for older characters)

-smaus

-oneshots/imagines

Won’t

-inc3st

-r@pe

-weird kinks (kn1fe,p1ss,and v0mit)

-b3astiality

-su1cide

-p3dophilia

-n0ncon

-yandere (stalking/predatory behavior)

Fandoms I Write for

-Kny (Demon Slayer)

-Mha (My Hero Academia)

-Stranger Things

-Harry Potter

-Fantastic Beasts

-Howls Moving Castle

-Percy Jackson (new movie)

-Avatar+Legend of Korra

-Naruto

-Criminal Minds

-OHSHC

-JJK

-Haikyuu

-Kuruko’s Basketball

-Genshin/ Honkai Impact

-Tokyo Revengers

-AOT

-Descendants (1-4)

-Chainsaw Man

-Saiki k

-Cobra Kai

-Kickass (1)

-Hotel Transylvania

-Miraculous

-Pen15

-Spiderman

(across/into spiderverse)

-Teen Titans (go&tv series)

-Marvel

-BSD

-Love and Deepspace

-One Piece

-Seven Deadly Sins

-Gakuen Babysitters

-Toilet Bound Hanako-kun

-Mob Psycho 100

-Dandadan

[also I write stories of my own characters]

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I hope you all can respect, my rules and my boundaries

\(^ヮ^)/!!!