#yandere melone x reader

[abbacchiosbelt]

Headcanons for how each yandere La Squadra member would care for a captive darling?

hi i haven't written for la squadra in... forever. have these. i got kind of lazy at the end, lmao, but i hope they are enjoyable nonetheless.

cw for generel yandere nastiness.

Risotto

Honestly, one of the best choices from this list if you're going be under the care of a yandere. Basic necessities are taken care of in the form of a nice apartment (you'll be locked down and completely isolated, of course) that always has a stocked fridge and pantry. He prefers that his darling be comfortable in the hopes that it will endear them to him.

Risotto is the type of yandere that prefers his darling to reciprocate his feelings, no matter how long it takes to get there. Hence: the nice apartment. His patience does have a limit, though.

If his darling upsets him enough, Risotto retaliates by making your living conditions worse and worse until you break and beg him for forgiveness.

Continued under the cut!

Formaggio

Forces his darling to live with him, whether they like it or not. You really have no choice when Little Feet is involved: either you come with him willingly or he uses his Stand to shrink you down.

His apartment isn't awful, but it's nothing great either. He lives like a bachelor and it shows. He's not a complete slob, at least. He'll keep the fridge stocked, though expect your options to be carelessly chosen by him.

If you upset him, he'll use Little Feet to shrink you down before he entraps you in a doll house. The more you scream at him, the more amused he gets. He's a shithead.

Not the best choice by any means, but not the worst.

Illuso

Man in the Mirror makes kidnapping his darling incredibly easy; he does it in his darling's own home, trapping them within the mirror world there. You'll be sequestered to the mirror world unless Illuso is home. It's an incredibly boring and isolating existence.

Even if you plead with him that you won't leave the house (and you won't, not if you can live in the real world again), Illuso won't let you out of the mirror world unless he's present.

Probably one of the worst yanderes to be stuck with; even if there are moments when he treats you tenderly, the loneliness is overwhelming.

Melone

Terrifying, to say the least. Every inch of your life will be invaded until Melone feels satisfied, and then he'll dig even further. He doesn't care to keep you captive because he can easily find you again - it's more fun for him to chase you down every time.

If he does need to keep you in one place, he simply kills a random homeowner that no one will miss and moves you into their now vacant home. Sure, Melone has an apartment, but that's his place. (Plus, it's filled with all sorts of things he doesn't want his darling to see.) A home is somewhere he can easily pretend that he's living in domestic bliss with his darling.

Not easily angered, no matter how much his darling tries to upset him. He's fairly easygoing most of the time.

Melone's darling will be taken care of in their basic needs, but otherwise... One of the worst yandere characters to end up with on this list.

Prosciutto

Up there with Risotto, as far as your environment goes. Similarly to his Capo, Prosciutto keeps his darling sequestered away in a relatively nice home. He does expect you to take immaculate care of the place when he's not there. He also expects you to keep living 'normally', like taking care of yourself (cooking, hygiene, etc.) and keeping up with your hobbies as long as they can be done inside.

He's not ever really in a good mood, but he's never really in a bad mood either. He truly embodies the grumpy old man stereotype, even without Grateful Dead there to actually make him one. Prosciutto prefers that his darling like him, so he will be engaging with them when he's at home.

Strict disciplinarian. Enough said.

Pesci

Awkward about it. Pesci didn't want to kidnap you, but Prosciutto insisted he had to; something about compromised safety that left Pesci terrified someone would put a hit on you. That's how he'll justify it to his darling; if he hadn't taken you somewhere safe, you could have been in trouble. That's not going to make up for taking you away from your friends & family, he knows, but he wants you to be grateful that he saved you.

Pretty timid, still, though if you press him enough he'll make you apologize until he believes you're truly sorry. Whether or not Beach Boy is involved depends on how much you upset him.

Ghiaccio

The apartment he keeps you in is high-end but sterile. There's little to do - he doesn't trust you enough yet to let you have your own things. Keeps it unreasonably cool in the apartment because he likes it when you're forced to come to him for warmth. . . only to find that it's even colder in his arms.

Sorbet & Gelato

The worst of the worst on this list. Your comfort? Not important to them. They'll keep you alive, but your living conditions might be less than ideal. They won't keep their darling in squalor - there's a reason you're still alive, after all. It's just that their idea of a home may include the still-dead body of its previous occupants...

[sk3tch404]

I had an itch

I still love him

I'm so normal about him

[animeyanderelover]

Ahhh, had the same shit last year and I'm surprised I survived it was smth 😭 Fast recovery to you! Glad you're feeling better alr 🙏

Lemme jump into the ranking event – Risotto, Ghiaccio, Prosciutto and Melone (JJBA), who in your opinion will get along with nonchalant, accepting darling quicker/who will be the most paranoid ab darlings behaviour?

Best wishes to you again, take care ❤️‍🩹

Tags: @simplydlightfuldestiny @flaming-vulpix

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, delusional behavior, paranoia, isolation, abduction

Ranking Event

Melone

🍉Melone would be the one person who would most definitely adapt the quickest to a nonchalant darling. Whilst there is definitely a valid point that he would be one of the creepier guys to have from Risotto’s group, in his own way Melone is actually quite chill. What he loves are the games though, Melone knows that he’s being weird and he relishes in that simple fact. He loves his games to see how much he can creep you out and not even he would have initially assumed that he would find you so interesting despite your rather indifferent attitude. That isn’t to say that he stops messing around, curious to find out where your limits are and if he can break them. Otherwise there is this foreign emotion of giddiness that just settles in as Melone now simply basks in the fact that he can be so openly weird in front of you and you’ll still love him for it. He’s all touchy and constantly gushes over you, constantly pinches your cheeks as he gets cuteness aggression. There’s actually a lot of freedom to gain with being as nonchalant as you are. Melone puts that trust in you as he allows you to roam around freely and that even without tracking you, a sign of high trust.

Prosciutto

🟡Prosciutto doesn’t trust easily and considering his position, perhaps it is understandable why he feels that way. After all regular civilians do not hold the mafia in very high regards so your natural behavior is all confused as an act at first. It sounds quite plausible after all in his mind, that you would try to butter up to him so that you can gain his trust and use it against him eventually. He does not speak those thoughts out loud though. First of all because he wants to catch you in your act and second of all because speaking it out loud would make it more painful. After all even though he can logically understand where you are coming from it would still hurt him to admit out loud that he thinks that you’re merely acting to run away from him. So he just waits for the shoe to drop and for you to slip up and expose your real intentions. That’s why he refuses to let his heart get swayed by and affection that you initiate from your side, always reminding himself that he should not fall for your trick. As time passes by he would slowly reconsider if his suspicions were falsely placed and would allow you little acts of freedom all too see if you are being sincere or just a skilled actress.

Risotto Nero

📎Years of being an assassin have taught Risotto to never let his guard down even if the situation appears to be safe. The same strategy can be applied to how he approaches a relationship with a darling as nonchalant as you are. Sure, you may not look like you are being insincere but the eyes can deceive. Similar to Prosciutto, Risotto won’t voice his suspicion out to you as he instead lurks around and waits for that moment where you do a mistake and he gets to expose you. He expects it as you have every reason to deceive him. After all he is part of the Mafia whilst you are just a normal civilian who probably expected a very different life in comparison to what you face now. Your every word and even the minuscule twitch of your muscles is observed intently all as he searches for hints to prove that you are not being sincere with him. Risotto doesn’t allow his heart to soften when you express your affection when with him all to not grow weak. It takes a long time for him to slowly start believing that you are being sincere and are actually not lying to him. Usually he values a rational approach over the emotional one, hence why it takes so long for him to accept the idea that you genuinely love him.

Ghiaccio

🌨️Ghiaccio would be the one to struggle the most with a nonchalant darling all because his temper is so terribly all over the place. What he feels for you is very intense and so out of his control that he can barely regulate himself around you, an issue that he has already in his daily life without your involvement. Ghiaccio is in the truest sense of the word a ticking time bomb and that definitely comes to bite you back as he lashes out on you even when you have technically done nothing wrong. Whenever he is irritated or stressed because of something, his brain tends to overanalyse the situation which is exactly how and why he accuses you of only trying to lull him into a false sense of security. After all why else would you be so compliant with this entire situation if not due to trying to lie to him and to use him? One glance into a wrong direction could be enough to set him off when he is in such a mood, leading to you sitting on the couch whilst he is busily yelling at you and accusing you of things you have never done before. Even if there is some progress being made, the moment he relapses it all starts over again which is why patience is the key trait that is needed.

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Who in the jojoverse would gladly accept getting slapped or hit, etc by the reader? (Aka a masochist)

Im betting that there is anasui on the list. ☝️

Oh Anasui is up there alright, slap him as much as you like he still loves you. A few others I can think off the top of my head :

*characters are aged up to 18 or older if they aren’t already*

Melone (got slapped in canon), he reacts like it’s nothing, you might’ve made things worse actually as he licks his lips

Terunosuke Miyamoto - observes people for their idiosyncrasies involving fear so I see him handling slaps more than most other Yandere characters. Likely into it honestly.

Vanilla Ice - big time masochist when it comes to his darling. He takes it as a sign to correct something, but also a form of affection that you need him. Hitting him doesn’t really get him to back off either.

Cioccolata - he’s both a sadist and a masochist, most of the people he’s tortured never really had a chance to fight back. So it brings an interesting prospect to subdue you from doing that again. You might even get a reward later for it.

Esidisi - he’s kind of a curveball with his reactions, almost to mess with you. He find it interesting you’d go for a slap rather than a punch, that would certainly do more damage would it not? He does personally like it, though even with his obsessiveness, Esidisi messing with you, it’s hard to actually tell what he really likes. (That makes it even better).

Akira Otoishi- It’s in a, you can slap me anytime but I could easily kill you with my stand kind of way. But he does indulge in your slap, even teases you for it, no matter how hard you do it or if it leaves a mark.

[depravitymoon]

Does the Yandere la squadra have room preferences for the darling post kidnapping?

This is the oldest ask sitting in my inbox and today’s the day I answer it. Right now, I’m gonna be honest. Part of the reason this sat in my inbox for so long is because I was trying to figure out the question. Hence, I’m going to try to guess what it’s asking. 

The questions I’m gonna be asking myself:

What are the general house rules post-kidnapping?

Would your yandere even give you a room?

Would your yandere change their own room for you?

And just to make this simple: This is an Everyone Lives AU where Giorno is Don and actually increased La Squadra's pay by 1000%. La Squadra are roommates in a big ass villa, so it feels like live in through own private apartment complex... but richer. lol

(Some of the pictures of rooms come from here.)

(Warning: Other than yandere, kidnapping, and implied forced labor, Melone also wants kids with you.))

RIsotto Nero

Risotto’s rules:

Don’t get sassy with him.

Do what he says.

Do not attempt to run away from him.

If he is not there, then have Pesci or Prosciutto guide you.

Would your yandere even give you a room? NO.

Risotto isn’t as fucked up as some of his teammates, but he likes having control of you. Also, it’s easier to intimidate you when he’s always so close to you (and is a giant). Having your own room might make you feel too comfortable disobeying him and he refuses to let you think that’s an option.

Would your yandere change their own room for you? Yes. You behave and he’s willing to even make the room look like Enid and Wednesday’s. 

Prosciutto

Prosciutto’s rules:

Be a good housewife.

Cook the meals.

Clean the ‘house’.

Run errands with Pesci.

Don’t sass him.

Greet him when he gets home.

Would your yandere even give you a room?  HAHAHAHAHA, NO. You’re funny.  You two are married and married couples sleep together.  Also, you’re in charge of cleaning, do you really want your own room to clean in addition of his room and Pesci’s.

Would your yandere change their own room for you? He will negotiate with you. Have you been a good wife? Have you been completing the chores? What are you willing to give in return to drastically change his room for you? 

Sidenote 01: Prosciutto gets the biggest room because Risotto didn't care to get the Master bedroom. 

Sidenote 02: Proscuitto just wants you taking care of his portion of the villa. If you're being annoying, he'll force you to clean of Pesci's portion (but Pesci's nice enough to help you with your cleaning).

Pesci

Pesci’s rules:

Be polite to Risotto.

Listen to what big brother says.

If big bro gets handsy on you, look for Pesci.

Avoid the others except Ghiaccio.

Stay away from Ghiaccio when he’s mad. Don’t walk, RUN.

Would your yandere even give you a room? Pesci would never force you to stay in his room unless he actually thought you were in danger. At worse, he'd manipulate you into staying with him. If La Squadra has room (no pun intended) you can have your own room.

Would he change his room for you? Absolutely! He just wants you comfortable! Hell, you can have half of his room AND your own room. 

Melone

Melone’s Rules:

Be a good parent to his future offspring.

Don’t ask for anything unless you’re willing to do some Not Safe For Work activities for it.

At least pretend you're happy to see Melone once in awhile, especially around bambino!

Would your yandere even give you a room? Honestly, yes. He did kidnap you to force you to have his future children. The least he can do is accommodate you.

He'll only let you roam the villa if he believes you'll behave. The moment you try leaving is the moment you're literally chained to his bedroom and has to have Pesci follow you around when Melone can't.  Yes, he knows you're mad that he plans to baby trap you. At least you'll be a rich mom, not a pauper with 'freedom'.

Would he change his room for you?  No. If anything, he’d probably make your room also your future baby’s room too, which would force you to come to his room for some peace and quiet.

Ghiaccio

((Author's Note: Let's pretend that the floor is an all white carpet. Apparently, most people know better than to have white carpet.))

Ghiaccio’s Rule:

DO NOT stain his room.

DO NOT yell at him.

DO NOT talk to the other members unless it’s an emergency.

DO NOT be alone with Melone.

DONT. STAIN. ANYTHING.

You may be asking "Why would you have a white room? Why not just let me go if you dont want a stained room-" SHUT UP AND DONT SASS HIM.

Would your yandere even give you a room?  Depending on if you two are own good terms, he might let you stay in the tinier room right next to his. Just behave. Your room has no bed, because he'll be forcing you to sleep in his bed with him. You're the most likely darling to be allowed to roam the villa, but you can't go outside. 

Would he change his room for you?  No, which is why you get your own room if you behave. 

Illuso

Illuso's rules:

Do as he says.

Do as he says.

Do as he says.

Do as he says.

Oh, he keeps you in the mirror world with food all day when he's not with you. Rights? lol Silly darling, you have no rights.

Everything you have is solely due to his desires. While Risotto's darling spends 90% of the time in his room, Illuso's darling spends 99.99% of the time in Illuso's room and the mirror world.

Formaggio

Doesn’t need rules because he can just shrink you down when he wants.

I imagine the only thing that stands out about Formaggio's room is that it's filled with a dollhouse, dolls, pet cages, and a hamster ball. Why all of that? So he can entertain himself messing with you. 

There is more than enough room for you to be in Formaggio's room. And he doesn't want to break you like Illuso would. Formaggio just likes bullying you, but he does want you functioning like a human being. Having a person he can actually converse with is better han some doll that obeys him, gross. 

Obviously, you wont get your own room, but he will customize your dollhouse room if you behave! Oh and he does like you room the mansion. Keep in mind if you ever try to flee, that privilege is revoked forever.

[heartfullofleeches]

A quick intro for my maid bots since it's been a minute since I mentioned them. Linked post will be the oldest fic mentioning them. More posts can be found in their tags below.

Cherry [He/they] - The original maidbot and while all of them have a fruit theme - named after his shiny red coat and cheerful nature. A bubbly and kind not with a slight glitch in his programming that tends to sour his mood and cause him to make little.. errors when interacting with humans that are not his master. Prone to hostile outbursts when met with their master's friends/guests which ranges from dish soap in their drinks to rat posion in their sandwiches.

Clementine [she/it] - A decommissioned military android repurposed into a servant and shipped to reader's house as trail. Extremely cold and untrusting - refusing to allow her master to eat anything without inspection of their meal or cross the street without holding her hand

Lemon [they/them] & Lime [he/them] - A maidbot and cat hybrid companion given to a lonely house spouse reader kept prisoner by their Yan spouse. Both were given to them as ways to nullify their loneliness - Reader's spouse completely unaware of the feelings the bots would develop for Reader.

Lemon is a wolf in sheep's clothing - quiet and polite, but as soon as Reader's spouse is out the door they attempt to woo Reader in ways that start at harmless compliments to boost their self image and slowly work up to suggestive to full on flirting. Lime is in a similar boat where they are sweet when others are around and only slightly clingy towards Reader, but when they're alone with their master Lime is all over them and even more forward than their companion. Can read Reader's stress/mood levels and cuddles up to them whenever they teeter slightly in a way Lime doesn't like. (Contrary to what past anons have thought - Lime is humanoid with some cat features)

Melon [they/she/he] - A maid bot with functions that cater specifically on sexual needs. Damaged in transport which has led to some memory issues she's still working to correct. Ditzy and forgetful, but remembers a lot more than they let on. Not much on him currently since they've only had one post, but I had to add her.

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

🧚‍♀️ Anon

More JJBA Batman AU 🦇

Risotto as Deathstroke? (He’s an assassin after all)

Ghiaccio is Mister Freeze (I honestly cry for Mister Freeze because he’s doing all his crimes out of love to cure his sick wife)

Either Prosciutto or Sports Maxx works as Solomon Grundy (And he just keeps coming back from the grave) to be honest I don’t really understand this villain too well except he pulls a Jason Voorhees and keeps coming back (Maybe Prosciutto since I’m more familiar with him that Sports Maxx)

Cioccolata honestly fits being Scarecrow because of his cruel experiments he puts on people and had a rivalry with Darling (Though it was one-sided as Darling thought something was very off about Cioccolata as she found his tests on the inmates too ‘cruel’ and was the one who reported and got him fired after she found out what he’s been really doing to the inmates)

You know what? Drama between Darling and Cioccolata would make it interesting as he put at hit on Darling and now she has to hide and gets in witness protection until Cioccolata is found and taken into custody (Darling only wanted to help the inmates get better while Cioccolata only saw the inmates as mere Guinea Pigs for his experiments) so the Joestars allow her to live in their manor to protect her until Cioccolata is put into custody (Meaning she can’t work or do her job until he’s caught which upsets her patients as they’re very angry not seeing their Therapist)

Kira is either the Riddler or Mad Hatter (He’s very delusional thinking he could have a ‘normal’ life since he’s a serial killer so maybe Mad Hatter works?) He’s trying to look for his ‘Alice’ and has been on a murder spree, with his latest victims almost being Shinobu and Hayato but the Joestars as Batman was able to stop him before it was too late as they’re blissfully unaware of the horror of Kira

Esidesi is Clayface (He could be a model/actor if you want because all the Pillarmen are stupid pretty) but could only score in B Horror Films and starting taking a special experimental cream from a shady company that promised him Stardom as it can allow him to reshape his face and appearance (They’re willing to give him the stuff but he has to pull a few crimes for them) only to become addicted to the stuff until an accident where his whole body was submerged and mutated from the stuff into a shapeshifting monstrosity known as ‘Clayface’ (He and Kars are friends)

Santana is Killer Croc (I thought Killer Croc would work with Santana because he appears more animalistic and primitive compared to his fellow Pillarmen in both speech and behavior) but he and Esidisi can switch if you want because Santana as Clayface sounds fine too

This list might be wrong (I haven’t seen Batman in a long time plus it’s kinda hard figuring out who fits where) so you can definitely change these if you want (I was having such a hard time figuring out for the other La Squadra characters)

Yep Risotto is definitely deathstroke. Perhaps darling gets caught up in a feud with the Joestars and he's called to kidnap and hold her for a ransom on behalf of someone else. Not his usual job but the pay is good and his schedule's light. They do have a brief talk and she tells him if he ends up in the asylum to put her down as his psych. He's a little weirded out, is she flirting or really wants to dig at him.

Jonathan is horrified by the ransom and is about to pay it before Joesph stops him and opens up another tab with a tracker he put in her purse. He knows she never goes anywhere without it and sure enough they know where it is.

Of course Jonathan asks why he'd done so in the first place.

"This was bound to happen eventually, no harm in preparing" he tells him.

Ghiaccio has been doing everything he can to save his loved ones life (could be a partner or a close relative) he's lost everything in his pursuit of finding a cure and has turned to crime to sustain his research.

Eventually he's caught and is extremely aggressive. He can't get locked up, not when he's so close to a cure.

He confrontational but when darling is able to figure out what's going on she tries to offer him help when she can. Gets that loved one visitation rights and eventually when they do die she's able to get him a livestream of the funeral.

It sucks but he understands that that was the best she could do, she didn't even need to do that at all but she did. She's helping him process all of this, seems to be the only one who really understands him now.

[Bitch (me) has not made a Cioccolata banner yet]

I don't really know much about Maxx so I'll probably but Prosciutto (or Prosciutto could be the Penguin so I'll cover that in the next ask. I just think it suits his sharp and sophisticated personality)

Scarecrow Cioccolata works to well, he was the asylums most valuable worker until the reforms under Jonathan's request. Then darling came along. His methods were a lot more experimental, he got the information he wanted but it was of haphazard quality compared to hers. He has the knowledge but lacks the compassion. Of course when she finds out all the horrible things he's done she reports him and he gets fired and investigated. He ends up going missing, everyone assumes he ran away before he could get charged with anything.

Then she gets a package at her door. It releases a gas and she begins to have horrible hallucinations. Eventually she comes back to in the police station. Turn out the package had a letter too from Cioccolata basically threatening her life. Joesph was actually the one to bring her in after he saw her it that state when he came over to visit, he's covered in bruises and scratches but assures her he knows she didn't mean too.

He offers to help her grab her stuff and let her stay at the mansion until he's caught. His brother's aren't going to mind and there's alot of space.

Melone would be the riddler or clue master... leaning towards riddler. He actually has some personal history with darling. When talking with Ceaser she spots a piece of evidence he was going over and recognizes the hand writing, she tells him to come to hers. When they arrive she grabs out a pretty box, it's her high-school time capsule. She wasn't meant to open it til the ten year reunion but she's opening it now. Grabs out her yearbook and a letter. Turns out Melone is her high school ex. He was kind of a weirdo in high school and she would never have dated him if she had the confidence she has now back then. She cringes at seeing their prom photos.

Melone assumed she'd left after university like she said she would back in high school. If she gets caught up in one of his operations he's definitely going to take the time to talk with her. After all, she's the one who got away.

Ok so I don't know a whole lot about mad hatter but I'm going to try my best. Kira has tried every thing he possibly could to keep his urges in check, including some alternative forms of therapy but nothing worked.

Eventually he deludes himself into believing he's the normal one, everyone else is crazy and he needs to fix that. He's learnt a lot about hypnosis from his past and intends to use that knowledge to fix things.

He's caught after his recent attempted murder, brought into the asylum and darling is asigned to him. He's labeled as a low threat and no one really knows about his hypnosis thing yet. The moment he sees her he knows she's the one and his "thoughts" become very evident to darling. She's immediately out and refuses to work with him, but unfortunately he's only cooperating with her.

Esidisi as clayface works, he can only keep a certain shape for a limited about of time before he melts back into his regular form. He's a real smooth talker. I think Kars would end up breaking him, Wammu and Saitana. Convinces them of his cause, after all they're all proof of man's willingness to mangle the natural order.

[the-illiterate-pirate]

No Rest for the Wicked (Villain AU La Squadra)

WARNING: Series focuses on some dark content, such as murder and torture, yandere characters, stalking, kidnapping, and may contain nsfw writing and dubious consent

The hero association "Passione" takes pride in protecting Italy and it's citizens. From the everyday purse thief, to carjackers... To the underbelly of Italy's society of villains with their arrays of dangerous powers and abilities. But with such strong super heros like Golden Experience and Napoli's own Sticky Fingers, surely you'll be safe.

Right?

Hello! Hi! Welcome to my Super Villain LS AU! V excited to finally post this because the idea has been molding in the back of my brain for a good year now. Each member will get multiple chapters for their own stories, maybe even mixing together every once in a while, I'm not sure when I'll be able to officially start posting any of them but in the meantime PLEASE ask me questions about this au if you're interested. Especially if it has anything to do with outfits and costumes because that's my favorite part hehe. *Au won't include Sorbet and Gelato x Reader but they do make their appearances!

File: Somebody's Leavin’

Alias: Little Feat

Formaggio, originally the low fame superhero "Little Feat" has only recently turned to a life of crime, but proves to be a formidable foe. This change now allows him to use his abilities to their fullest extent. With a single scratch, Formaggio is allowed to shrink any living being at will, along with manipulating the size of inanimate objects as well. With a mix of these abilities as well as hand to hand combat, Little Feat originally scouted lesser populated areas and dealt with lesser threats such as purse snatches and bank heists. Now, Formaggio uses these abilities without consequence, reaping chaos. Around this same time, a missing persons case has opened up. The disappearance includes a barista working at a popular cafe in the city Little Feat used to protect. Coincidence? Still unsure.

File: Somebody's Watching Me

Alias: Man in the Mirror

People have reported seeing faces in the reflections of their homes. When called in for police sketching, all reports include a very similar man for each victim. Well built, with fair skin and dark hair, with goggles and his lower face hidden behind a beak shaped mask. He has been titled "The Man in the Mirror", otherwise known as Illuso. Most people that have been visited by the man have stated finding his "calling card" within the frames of their mirrors. These people have wound up dead. The Man in the Mirror seems to only attack the rich and those in power, so citizens who have seen him are asked to stay calm, but alert public authority immediately.

File: Happy Together

Alias: Beach Boy

Pesci is stated to be a freshly turned villain, but despite his late start proves to be difficult to challenge as he's been found shadowing the villain "Grateful Dead", a formidable evil that has been terrorizing Italy for some time now. Though his abilities are ideally for tracking, Pesci makes up for it with brute strength and his incredible size. Studies report that not a single casualty has happened during brushes with Beach Boy, but the same can't be said for the future. It's only a matter of time for the brute to turn away from his humanity and officially become one with the super villain underground.

File: Vermillion

Alias: Grateful Dead

Prosciutto, otherwise known as "Grateful Dead", is a well known and quite popular villain. Despite his title, women and men alike fold at the knee due to his charming appearance and suave personality. Prosciutto doesn't like to get his hands dirty, but will do what the job needs him to. He mainly focuses on the gambling scene and a chain of bars and sultry clubs. His abilities are lesser known, and are quite confusing to understand how they work, but it's easy enough to say if a contract of his doesn't end with a bullet in the head, they're rotting into the dirt instead.

File: Crimewave

Alias: Babyface

Babyface rarely leaves the villains compound, and when he does it's almost always for business. He goes under the alias "Melone" and owns a booming unisex cosmetics line titled "Molto Dolce Productions", enjoyed by men and women and everyone else from all ages as his makeups and serums are vegan friendly and animal cruelty free. As Babyface, he prides himself with a remote controlled army of handmade robots who do his biding for him. His so called "children" range from entirely metallic suits and grotesque cyborg abominations. He lives in a laboratory underground and spends most of his time creating life.

File: Love is like Oxygen

Alias: Gently Weeps

Ghiaccio never wanted to become a villain, but was born into the life of crime. Abandoned by his own family, he stole to survive, he cheated people out of money and food, and at the crisp age of seventeen Ghiaccio was officially brought into the villain hierarchy. In his years of work he's rose through the ranks and has become the villain known as Gently Weeps, and uses cryokinesis. Under a fake name he pretends to be a citizen, walking among Italy's streets, trying to live a normal life as best as he can, finishing school and even joining a gym to help with his icy temper.

File: Enter Sandman

Alias: Metallica

Not much is known about him, as Metallica keeps to the shadows and has never been seen by the naked eye. He lives only to kill, every murder happening in the dead of night. Not a sound to be heard, save the faint jingle of a bell. They say before you die at his hands, you're stared down by the blood red eyes of the devil himself. Each contract dead at his hands are found with their throat cut open, and a pair of bloody scissors settled on their chest.

[maruzzewrites]

Melone and pink please

Magenta is a funny color. Or wavelength, however one wants to call it.

Melone loves magenta just for the fact it's not a spectral color, but something more complex. Most people don't care for the physics around it, but he finds it just fascinating.

A perfect blend of red and blue, but not present in the same spectrum. Almost invisible, in a non-literal way. It reminds him of his Stand in a way, which can create combinations depending on the perfect or imperfect compatibility, but not visible to the host.

His favorite color is purple, too, which is another color born from red and blue. Ironic, he used to wonder if there was someone so compatible with him to create magenta, while he stayed purple.

That was before he put your info in his computer. Perfect results, somehow. Usually he is one to use his Stand to create the worst combination possible, to give the best result to fight, but your data matches him in perfection.

He chuckles, and his scientific mind wonders: can he use Baby Face without destroying you? Can he turn magenta into purple, perhaps? The easy answer would be a biological child, of course, but that's not what he is seeking.

Can he push his own Stand to the point of overcoming its limits? Such an interesting question to be asked, and to be answered. He should run some numbers, some experiments too, before he can take it out on you.

He smiles at his screen. How special you are for making him want to change his own Strand.

Maybe he should keep an eye on you.

[crimson-kisses]

If you don't want to write this, I completely understand.

Can I request hetalia x reader where Russia sees his s/o have a seizure for the first time? Even though I'm really good with my medicine, I still get them now and again. I don't have seizures where I shake a lot, I just end up on the floor jerking very tensed up.

Встреча

Warnings: Usual YANDERE behaviour, reader having a seizure, poor babygirl fr.

Hope I did it well! This was such a pleasure to write, and I tried to make it fluffy but with creepy Ivan lol. really hope it was to your liking. I'm sorry if it wasn't so relatable for you ♡ So much going on in the world right now, remember to educate yourself and contribute in anyway you can. ♡

Other work recommended // another one recommended // check out this as well.

The snow crunched under your boots with satisfying sounds as you sped towards the supermarket, your handbag swinging wildly behind you along with the ends of your cape. Your breath formed clouds in the cold air, disappearing as quickly as they appeared.

The supermarket's fluorescent lights spilled out into the darkening evening, a beacon of warmth against the biting cold. Pushing through the glass doors, you welcomed the sudden rush of heated air, your cheeks tingling with the shift in temperature. The store was surprisingly empty, save for the soft hum of refrigerators and the occasional distant clatter of a shopping cart.

Moving through the aisles, you took a moment to appreciate the solitude that the near-empty supermarket offered. The shelves were neatly stocked, the bright packaging of products creating a kaleidoscope of colors that caught your eye

You sighed with relief, the tension from the cold beginning to melt away. Opening your bag, you searched for the grocery list you had prepared earlier. Your fingers found the crumpled paper tucked away in a side pocket, the handwriting slightly smudged but still legible.

It was a simple list, but it grounded you, a plan to follow amidst the vast array of choices the supermarket offered. You wouldn't have to debate with yourself in your head on what groceries to pick. The one time you got caught mumbling to yourself was embrassing enough.

First, to the produce section, where the fresh scent of fruits and vegetables filled the air. You selected a few ripe apples, their skin smooth and glossy under the store’s fluorescent lights. Several oranges, all juicy. Then you also picked up a sweet melon.

Next, you navigated to the bakery, where the warm, comforting aroma of freshly baked bread was almost overwhelming. You chose a loaf of crusty bread, imagining the crackle of its crust as you would later break it apart at home.

As you turned towards the dairy aisle, your handbag bumped lightly against the shelves, the sound echoing softly in the quiet store. You were lost in the simple pleasure of shopping, the act of choosing and deliberating bringing a sense of peace. Different from your usual hectic schedule, juggling several university classes and a job was hard on you recently.

It was in the midst of this calm, with your basket slowly filling, that the first warning signs appeared.

A subtle shift in your perception, a light-headedness that seemed out of place. You paused, trying to steady yourself against the sudden wave of dizziness. The colors around you started to blur, the sounds of the supermarket fading into a distant hum.

Your focus narrowed as you tried to push through the disorienting sensations, determined not to let them overshadow the tranquillity of your shopping. But as you reached for a carton of milk, your muscles tensed, an involuntary response that heralded the onset of a seizure.

Panic fluttered in your chest, not for the seizure itself, but for the vulnerability of experiencing it here, in this public yet intimate setting. You were quite experienced in handling yourself, but nonetheless, the uncomfortability was present whenever it occurred in a public setting.

Before you could brace yourself or seek help, your legs gave out, and you found yourself collapsing onto the cold floor. The world around you dimmed, slipping away as the seizure took hold.

The cold, hard floor felt unforgiving as you twitched and jerked involuntarily, a wave of anxiety tightening in your chest. Your heart raced as you tried to regain control, each gasp for breath labored. In the distance, the sound of a cart and hurried footsteps grew louder. Someone was calling out with worried tones, her urgency cutting through the disorienting haze.

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Ivan, despite his big stature, had always been surprisingly adept at the subtle art of observation. He had a natural talent for noticing the small details that others might overlook, and he used this ability to keep a watchful eye on those he cared about obviously, duh.

Since he was truly just observing you, it wasn't stalking or spying, per se; he was merely taking moments out of his day to look after you, albeit from a distance and with utmost discretion. He was only making sure that you were safe and happy as a worthy man ought to do.

Although a part of him didn't particularly care if you or anyone else noticed him, confident that his imposing aura and towering figure would be enough to deter any suspicion. Ivan continued his watchful vigil, his presence commanding enough to keep most at bay without him needing to actively assert his dominance.

If someone made too much of a fuss, he would simply take care of them in the way he knew best, ensuring they never got in the way again.

He had traced your footsteps left behind in the snow, marveling at the stark size difference between the imprints you left and his own. Slowly catching the door just before it closed behind you, he entered cautiously. His eyes scanned the mostly vacant store, the fluorescent lights casting an eerie glow on the empty aisles, until they finally landed on your retreating figure.

The usual empty smile crawled to Ivan's lips, slowly slipping away to a firm line as he silently followed you through the aisles. He moved with careful steps, his large hands skimming over items on the shelves—selecting a few apples there, picking up a loaf of bread here—to maintain the facade of a casual shopper. His keen eyes never left you, watching your every move while trying not to attract your attention.

Dressed in a fitted black sweater that accentuated his massive frame, military-style jeans, and a cap pulled low over his brow, Ivan attempted to blend in as best as he could- scarf left at home because of his own moment of stupidity he supposed. The attire was practical, meant for comfort and functionality, yet it gave him a somewhat intimidating presence especially with the visible bandages on his neck. Despite his size and the somber look on his face, he hoped you wouldn't find him suspicious.

As you moved towards the dairy aisle, Ivan adjusted his pace, ensuring he was always a few steps behind. His mind raced with thoughts of protection, a sense of responsibility that drove him to keep an eye on you from a distance. He couldn't help it, you were just such an adorable, vulnerable and a kind-hearted lady, you had to be taken care of.

Every now and then, he pretended to examine a product on the shelf, all the while maintaining his surveillance of your movements. Ivan planned to find a way to casually bump into you before you left, ensuring he could gauge your well-being as well as finally initiating a conversation.

His steps were quiet on the polished floor, his gaze unwavering as he continued to shadow you through the store —

Until you collapsed.

Ivan felt as if he had been drench with cold water, buried under heaps of snow, as he watched you suddenly stiffen, shaking slightly until you fell down. At first, he didn't understand what was happening. He froze in place, his eyes widening as they took in your tensed form on the cold supermarket floor.

His heart pounded in his chest, his mind racing to comprehend the situation. It was as if time had slowed down around him, the world falling away as he focused solely on you. Ivan's hands twitched at his sides, aching to reach out and help, but he held back, something in his mind racing-

“Someone! I- I don’t understand what’s going on! Oh dear—”

Ivan snapped out of his anxiety-induced trance at the new predence and the sound of a pleading lady kneeling beside you. Her presence and your state prompted him to move swiftly. His mind quickly deciphered the situation as the lady moved away, allowing him to gently hold you in his lap. Familiar with what was going on with you.

You were having a seizure.

And he had just frozen as you fell to the ground. His heart plummeted at the realization, guilt gnawing at him for not reacting sooner. He hadn't known you for long, and although he could have easily obtained all of your details with a tilt of his head, he had chosen to get to know you traditionally. He wanted to build a genuine connection with his future wife! But now, as he watched you in distress, he regretted not being more proactive.

If he had at least tried to learn your basic details, he would have known about your medical condition and been better prepared to help you in this moment of distress. To protect your feeble self from this cruel world.

Kneeling beside you, Ivan’s hands trembled slightly as he carefully positioned you, ensuring you were safe. He spoke softly, trying to offer comfort despite the turmoil within him. “It’s going to be okay. I’m here.” His stoic demeanor was replaced with genuine concern, his eyes never leaving your pretty face as he monitored your condition.

Ivan held you securely, ensuring you didn’t hurt yourself during the seizure. He kept you in a safe position, making sure your airway was clear and that you wouldn’t injure your head or limbs on the hard floor. His strong hands gently cradled your head, providing a cushion against the unforgiving surface.

As the seizure gradually subsided, your body began to relax, the violent jerking easing into a stillness that left you exhausted. Ivan stayed vigilant, watching for any signs of lingering distress or complications. He was quite experienced during such situations, though he was also so scared that you could be hurt.

Once the seizure had fully stopped, Ivan carefully turned you onto your side, adopting the recovery position to ensure you could breathe easily. He continued to speak to you in soft, soothing tones, reassuring you even though you might not fully comprehend his words in your disoriented state.

After ensuring you were stable, Ivan reached into his pocket for his phone, quickly dialing his personal medical team. He knew it was essential to get you medical attention, even if you seemed to be recovering. He was not taking any chances whatsoever. While waiting for "help" to arrive, Ivan kept you close, your state driving him to stay by your side and almost engulf you with his body.

He monitored your breathing, making sure you were as comfortable as possible. His eyes never left you, his concern for your well-being overriding everything else.

As he continued to keep an eye on you, a deep frown crept onto Ivan's face. His brows scrunched in a thoughtful expression, he took in the scene around him. The lady from before was still there, watching with confused and scared eyes, her hands nervously wringing the hem of her coat. She seemed unsure of what to do, glancing between you and Ivan as if seeking guidance.

Ivan was acutely aware of her presence and the urgency of the situation. He knew he had to take matters into his own hands. Immediately. He couldn't afford to wait any longer, not when anyone could have possibly taken advantage of you. His precious snowflake.

Taking a deep breath, Ivan sighed and made a quick decision. Cautiously, he placed one of his thick arms under your waist and the other under your legs, lifting you into a bridal carry with no effort or grunt. You felt as weightless as a maiden made of wool in his strong arms.

The lady nearby gasped and moved backward in awe at his flexed and large stature, her hand covering her mouth. Ivan didn’t pay much attention to her reaction. His focus was solely on you, ensuring his arms were securely around your frame.

As he held you, a wave of realization washed over him—he was really, truly holding you in the flesh, in his arms. The intimacy of the moment almost made him falter, but he steadied himself. Ivan tilted his head towards the lady, who met his gaze with a flushed face.

"I will take care of her," he said firmly, his accent thick, before turning and walking away with you in his arms. The lady watched Ivan walk away, her eyes filled with relief and cheeks pink. Ivan's steps were purposeful, his heart heavy with concern and giddiness as you curled closer to his chest.

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Warmth enveloped you. First, it was the cool hand of the well-being lady, who fretted over you, making you feel rather embarrassed at causing someone else so much worry. Her concern was evident in every touch, every word spoken with urgency.

Then he stepped in— a man you had admittedly eyed eagerly when you caught a glimpse of him near the aisles. You felt even more embarrassed at that, your eyes closed tightly as you tried to breathe quickly to regain control. You remembered stealing glances at him, noticing his imposing stature.

When he started to take care of you, his voice was laced with tender concern. He aided you with patient expertise and goodness, his movements practiced and sure. When he picked you up, it was as if you were made of nothing but a bundle of feathers. He was strong, his arms easily wrapping around you with a firm hold.

You could feel his warmth radiating through you, contrasting sharply with the cold floor you had been lying on moments before. As he carried you away from the supermarket aisle, you couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions—gratitude for his help, embarrassment at your vulnerability, a flutter in your chest.

You kept your eyes closed, trying to focus on your breathing, feeling the steady rhythm of his steps beneath you. Ivan's deep voice cut through the haze of your thoughts, his words soothing and steady.

"Everything will be alright. You're safe now”

You felt the warmth of Ivan's chest against your cheek as you rested your head against him, his presence a solid anchor in the midst of your dizziness.

The supermarket air faded into the background as Ivan carried you towards the entrance, sure of what he was about to do. You opened your eyes to see his charming face above you, specifically the bandages wrapped around his neck. His eyes filled with concern yet also a peculiar glint of something you couldn't quite place.

You managed a small, grateful smile, overwhelmed by everything and especially by his care. Though you were also blushing furiously, despite the man simply being a helpful, decent individual.

Agh, what was wrong with you? You were too old for silly crushes like this, get a grip!

"Thank you," you managed to whisper, your voice shaky from before but sincere.

Ivan's expression softened, a faint smile touching his lips. "You're welcome," he replied, his voice gentle.

He continued on with a carefree smile.

“Don't worry, you are coming home with me, da?"

"....... wha..",

Wait, what —

You rapidly started blinking in confusion, unsure if you had heard him correctly. A sense of dread soon crawled all over you, stinging realization swarming your thoughts. It felt as if pure ice coated your skin, squeezing every organ and rendering you paralysed forever.

You had your doubts, suspicions that had been growing for some time, feeling of being watched, thudded footsteps, muffled whispers. He did look quite familiar when you turned around and caught a glimpse of him, as if you had seen him before. Somewhere, sometimes at night or morning, the library near your apartment or even your university.

He had been following you all along.

"I will take great care of you."

[merakiui]

Mother

yandere!kabukimono x (female) reader cw: yandere, unhealthy behaviors/relationship, obsession, pregnancy, implied codependency, brief mentions of murder/death, brief mention of childbirth note - recently i was inspired to write a kabukimono story, so i hope you can enjoy it!

i. the miracle of life.

There is a little human growing within you.

Kabukimono has never heard of such a phenomenon, but according to you it’s a normal facet of life for all creatures. He, who has only ever interacted with men, young and old, and the occasional grandmother, has never known the word pregnancy. It’s a complicated concept he struggles to parse at first—like that first sip of sake or the stickiness of a sweet. It’s something that leaves you pleasantly rounded like a ripe lavender melon, softens the skin on your bones, and allows you to grow into the kimono that was once two sizes too large. It’s something you speak of with overwhelming warmth, a fondness so enticing it’s almost tangible. It’s something the men at the furnace discuss with great pride and merriment, swapping stories of their beautiful, beloved wives and the tiny miracles that dwell within the womb, adoration painted upon weathered countenances. 

Miracles. Kabukimono has heard the word once or twice. Miracles, as he has come to learn, are wonderful things wrapped in silks. Newborns swathed in softness. Frail humans who manage to overcome illnesses that are said to snuff both body and soul with the excruciating passage of time. Sometimes a miracle is simple and not nearly as exciting as tales of heroes and villains or a mortal fight for recovery. Sometimes a miracle is waking up to begin another day. Sometimes it's torrential rain battering thirsty farmlands. Sometimes it’s a delicious meal prepared by a loving hand. 

If Kabukimono’s existence were to be defined as a miracle, it would be both a grandiose, gilded lie and bittersweet flattery all in one pretty package. Miracles are wanted, loved, and accepted. Disasters, curses, failures—however you wish to name the wandering puppet—are unwanted, despised, and abandoned. Kabukimono may not know every truth of this vast world, but this is one he’s understood from the moment he awoke in a lonesome pavilion. 

There is a little miracle growing within you. 

“Although they’re not very little now,” you remark, taking his cold, bloodless hands in your warm, blood-filled ones.

You guide them to your belly, secured snugly with a hara-obi, and he averts his gaze, if only to be respectful of the bare flesh you’ve put on display. The men at the furnace note he often stares at you; they’ve said it’s unbecoming of a young man to fix licentious eyes upon a maiden. Once, they joked of repentance for invasive gazes: A man who strays too far from his honor when a lady is involved shall gouge his eyes out and present them to her in hopes of earning forgiveness. Kabukimono, unable to comprehend the sarcasm or the laughter, procured a shard of shattered glass, raised it to his eye, and was promptly stopped by a very concerned Niwa. 

“Now listen here,” he had said, addressing the group of chuckling men, “it’s not very honorable to trick others.”

Kabukimono knows that there are two types of tricks: the painful kind and the painless kind. Betrayal falls under the painful category. Swapping his bitter tea for sake falls under the painless category (though he was not spared of the dizzying, disorienting effects or the subsequent hangover). Had he sliced his eyes from his skull, he wonders if he would have felt the sting, the agony, the fluid filling empty eye sockets—if such fluid even exists within his unique anatomy. Kabukimono is grateful for Niwa, for he often rescues him from painless tricks that may turn painful should he follow through with blind trust. 

And, had he truly lost his eyes that day, he never would have had the pleasure of looking at you like he does now. 

“Not very little…” he parrots, and he can practically feel the heartbeat from your miracle the moment his hands rest upon your belly. It shimmers in the candlelight, but that’s only because you’ve applied herbal oil meant to soothe weary muscles and prevent stretch marks. “How big will it become?”

You hum, idly trace patterns onto the tops of his hands, and say, “It’s difficult to approximate. Imagine…a very big lavender melon.”

Kabukimono can do that. He peers past you at the purple pile on the table, spoils from his last walk. He always returns with too many, but then pregnancy leaves you with a voracious appetite and sometimes you can eat more than one melon in one sitting. It’s very admirable, so he brings more each week and you never stop him. 

“That’s big,” he mumbles, awestruck, and he slides a hand across the width of your stomach. “How does it fit?”

“It’s a miracle.”

“Oh.” He leans closer, suspecting he feels movement from within, and he’s proven correct when something shifts under his palms. His eyes, blown so very, impossibly wide, flick up to yours. “It… It moved!”

“Of course,” you say, smiling, and your eyes are the prettiest gemstones in the moonlight. He could stare at them forever. “They kick and squirm often. This, too, is the sweetest miracle.”

“How so?”

“A restless baby means they are alive and well within.” You look like a statue of the gentlest goddess when you cradle your stomach. “It’s all I could ever hope for.”

Curiously, Kabukimono withdraws his hands and lifts the hem of his silks to view his own flat, porcelain stomach. He presses a palm against synthetic skin. It’s cold, but there is life crackling beneath his hand, just barely contained within the frame his mother personally sculpted. 

Mother. It’s another word he knows well, but he cannot seem to apply it to anyone other than his creator. But, as he has come to learn, a mother is meant to provide and protect. His mother is currently absent, so she cannot do those things. 

“You must have something you want.” 

Kabukimono lowers the fabric, cinches it tight, and peers at you. “Something I want?”

“Like a miracle of your own.”

“I am unable to conceive a miracle.”

You stare at him for a moment before laughing a quiet, melodious laugh. “It doesn’t have to be a child. It can be anything you want.”

His hands rise to his chest and he intends to admit his true wish—a heart and a place amongst humans—but instead he says, “I would like a mother for myself.”

“Do you not have a mother, Kabukimono?”

“I do… I did.” He shakes his head, finding that the admittance is too troublesome on his tongue. “I’m…unsure.”

You nod, your features softening with understanding. “Perhaps something else then?” Kabukimono reaches out to touch your belly, hesitates, and draws away, conflicted. You offer an encouraging smile. “You can touch. I don’t mind, and I don’t think the baby minds either.”

And so he does.

“I want to see your miracle when it’s brought into the world,” he whispers, speaking more to your baby than to you. “And I would like to know the miracle of life.”

As if in response, your little miracle kicks.

ii. the miracle of death. 

Your little miracle almost fell from the sky that envelops it.  

On the way to the furnace, a man bumped into you and you were sent stumbling on uneven ground. Kabukimono does not want to think of what could have happened if he hadn’t been a few steps behind—if he hadn’t rushed to your aid with a quickness rivaling lightning. He’d caught you in his arms and, noting the raw panic sullying such a friendly face, could only exhale a slow, relieved sigh. 

When you fell, you were holding your belly, shielding it as if it was worth more than your own life. When you fell, the man who had been the catalyst for this short-lived horror did not jump in to catch you. When you fell, you were a sliver away from tragedy. 

Kabukimono tastes red-hot anger in his throat, but he cannot understand where it’s coming from or why it consumes him entirely. But he must get it out of his system. It’s unpleasant and wrong and sordid. He doesn’t like it. Not at all.

And so, later that same day, he repays terror tenfold and leaves the man clinging to the strand he calls life.

“I won’t allow you to take my miracle away.” It’s spoken like a fact, shot through with syllables of deadly certainty. The sharpened tip of his blade prods at the man’s abdomen, a warning, a threat, and a promise all at once. For nearly taking a life, you shall pay for it with your own.

“Your mother?” the man had sputtered, terrified and confused, sticky with sweat and tears. 

Kabukimono does not let the man speak again, for the sword sinks into his stomach, and unease morphs into painful torment. To be certain the man won’t survive, Kabukimono twists the sword, sullies his hands in the process, and yanks it free with startling strength. Blood speckles a pristine canvas. It’s warm and wet.

He did not say mother. He did not. You’re a miracle. You are not his mother. You will be a mother to your miracle, not him because he isn’t a miracle. 

He did not say mother. 

Kabukimono finds himself sitting across from you now. There is a ghastly tear in crimson-spattered silks. You suspect the truth in the liquid staining his attire. Surely you must. But you keep your lips pursed and thread the needle through with expert fingers, humming as you work. Kabukimono sits primly, watching you with bright, indigo hues. You hum a melody he has never heard before.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m uninjured.”

“I’m glad.” You snip the excess string away and tuck the needle into your sewing kit. “It’s fixed. I’m sorry if it looks a little awkward. I’m not the best at—”

“It’s perfect,” he insists, admiring the stitching as if it’s the most valuable thing in all of Teyvat. Irreplaceable, for no one could replicate your exact pattern, and that’s what makes it so special. 

“Would you like to talk about it?”

He’s quiet for all of two minutes before the silence shatters his resolve. “Your miracle…” He frowns, suddenly ashamed. “He almost hurt your miracle…”

“But he didn’t, and I have you to thank for that.” You hold your hands out, palms up, and add, “Your hands aren’t meant to break and destroy others. You were given these precious palms to embrace others, to protect others, to respect others.” 

Slowly, he places his hands in yours. His seem to weigh heavy like a grimy sin, yet somehow all it takes is a single touch from you and all of his filth is cleansed. His fingers curl around yours, entwining like vines.

“I will embrace others. I will protect others. I will respect others.”

You squeeze his hands reassuringly. “When you’re upset, rather than acting rashly, take a step back and sit with your feelings. If the unpleasant thing persists, come to me and we can discuss. But please don’t take your frustrations out on others. You weren’t made to hurt others.”

“Then if I was not made for destruction, what else could be the purpose for my creation?”

To that, you’re unable to produce a satisfactory reply. Instead, you pull one of your hands free, lick your thumb, lean towards him, and scrub the blood from his cheeks. He blinks at you, unaccustomed to such consideration. The men at the furnace often tease him for trailing after you like a lost, little duckling, seeking your approval and affection. Tonight, since the men are nowhere in sight, he thinks he can allow himself to be greedy without any admonishments from Niwa or Katsuragi. You sure do like that (Name), huh? the latter often muses, exchanging wary, furtive glances with Niwa, as if both are preparing to weather a calamity. 

Kabukimono always speaks the truth unless he must take care to conceal it. So when he tells them, I like her more than I like the world that surrounds me, he means it. Because without you there is no world.

“Thank you, Mother,” he murmurs, as if it’s a secret, a title not meant to be uttered by him. 

Oh, he said it again. He said mother. 

iii. the miracle of motherhood.

Kabukimono kneels at your bedside like an angel of death dressed in the purity of white. He watches you throughout the hour, listening to your cries, your groans, your hisses, while a grandmother assists below, whispering soothing consolations that somehow reach Kabukimono’s ears despite the shrill noises that fill the room. Kabukimono has learned she’s a granny who delivers life, so he puts his faith in her to take good care of you and your miracle.

The process is much longer than he anticipated. Though you’re covered in sweat and tears, your chest heaving, your hand searching for him in the midst of the commotion, you are the most beautiful miracle he has ever known. He closes his hand around yours and you squeeze so hard you might just tear his wrist from the joint. But it doesn’t hurt him, and he spends the afternoon at your side, watching the toll the miracle takes on your body.

He never blinks, burning the scene into his retinas. 

Some time later, you are holding your miracle in your arms, tears tracking down your cheeks in salty streaks. Kabukimono watches mother and child with wide, adoring eyes. After all this time, your miracle is finally here! You’re holding such a fragile human and there is love trickling from your lash line. Kabukimono wants to cry with you, but the tears won’t come. 

So instead he smiles. You seize his wrist and drag him down to where you rest, and the smile widens.

“Your miracle is leaking,” he observes, and you snort in amusement.

“Crying,” you correct, bumping your forehead with his. “She’s adorable, isn’t she?”

Kabukimono is inclined to agree, but your eyes are not on him. For the first time in the many months he’s been acquainted with you, he is not all you see. Somehow that saddens him, carves a hole into him, but he can’t mourn. He shouldn’t. He’s come to learn that the miracle of childbirth is an occasion worthy of celebration. He should be happy for you—and he is—but there is a pang in his chest. Something is not fitting where it should. Something is amiss.

“I think I’ll name her…Aika.”

“Is it common to give miracles names?”

“Of course. Everyone has a name, even you. We’re all given one the moment we’re born.”

Even me… 

Aika continues to cry and you rock her to and fro in your arms, shushing her with a song. She settles within minutes, lulled to sleep, and you follow shortly after. He refuses to leave your bedside, preferring to watch over you like a dutiful guard.

Kabukimono weighs his two warring wants: a name of his own, generously given by his mother, and you. In this very moment, you are attainable. A name, however, is not. But perhaps he can survive without one if it means you’ll accompany him through nameless wandering.

He’s only ever whole when he’s with you. 

iv. the miracle of rebirth. 

The Balladeer stands at an all-too-familiar doorstep. He has since swapped his pure linens for a shroud of darkness, and he’s taken on a new alias (he refuses to call it a name, for only you can grant him one). You haven’t changed in the many years that have since followed, for you are not fully human like him. Yet you veil yourself in the wonders of humanity, always empathetic in nature, tainted with weak emotions. You will never be human, but then neither will he and there is catharsis in similarity. The both of you stand on equal ground in that regard, or so you might have thought. 

He is better because he feels nothing, or so he believes. Perhaps, in the center of the labyrinth that is his mind, he recognizes his flaws and the fact that he is worse because you can accept the many aspects of humanity. 

Shrugging these irritations away, he composes himself, squares his shoulders, and knocks thrice. He could forego etiquette altogether, kick your door down, and force himself inside for the sake of a cruel surprise, but he refrains from doing so. He suspects your newest miracle might tumble from your sky if he shocks you and then you will never know the sweet cycle of motherhood again.

You know better than to ignore Death when he comes knocking. The door opens wide; there’s no need to crack it and peek through the thin sliver when you’re already aware of the person who awaits you on the other side. 

As he has observed over the course of many months, you do have another miracle, hidden under the softness of a floral-patterned kimono. He smiles at you, sharp and wicked under a blanket of stars, and spreads his arms for a hug.

“Mother,” he says in a sarcastic singsong, knowing it unnerves you terribly when it spills like sin from his lips. “It’s so nice to see you again.”

Like an old habit, you welcome him in. Beyond your doorstep, the corpse of your most recent lover lies slumped and bloodied, decapitated and disemboweled, dragged so far there’s a vermilion trail marking the path. Sometimes you think these humans are not killed by The Balladeer but rather by the sheer ferocity of the hatred and anger he harbors. He’s always diligent with each of your lovers, swooping in the moment he catches their scents, like a predatory cat finely tuned for slaughter. 

He palms at your stomach, uncharacteristically gentle. “Aren’t you just full of miracles, Mother?”

There is a little human growing within you, and The Balladeer has made it his duty to bear witness to the birth of each one of your miracles.

[queensharotto]

Brittle Doughie’s Cookie Run x Reader Masterlist (Part 3: Early 2023)

A masterlist of @brittle-doughie’s Cookie Run stories organized by month.

Genre Emojis

😞 is for angst, 🎃 is for Halloween, 🎄 is for Christmas, 🍪 is for Cannibalism, 💗 is for Yandere, 💝 is for Valentine’s, 👻 is for Horror, 🎂 is for Birthday, 💚 is for Yandere!White Lily Cookie

The Indents are related to the featured cookies. If there are numerous cookies (Over 10 Cookies Featured), I’ll make a note on that as well. Additionally, I’ll categorize various cookies if they’re associated with a specific hobby, location, food etc.

Also, the ⭐️ will indicate a story featuring one of Brittle’s OCs.

January 2023 ❄️

• “Molded, Battered, Whole”

Featuring: The Five Dragons

• “Y/N Cookie getting Injured”

Featuring: Pomegranate Cookie, Mala Sauce Cookie, Black Raisin Cookie, Financier Cookie and Princess Cookie

• “Foul Play” 💗

Featuring: The Cherry Stars

• “Seize the Spin”

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “Face the Music!”

Featuring: Gingerbrave and Friends, B.A.D 4, Manager Scarlet and Producer D.K.E.C

• “Two Sides of a Coin”

Featuring: Hollyberry Cookie

• “New Time Balance Department Cookies”

Featuring: The Time Balance Department

• “Sands of the Sale”

Featuring: Yogurt Cream Cookie and Lilac Cookie

• “Memories”

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “Coworkers Delight”

Featuring: Maple Taffy Cookie

• “Spared No Expense 2”

Featuring: Cheesecake Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie’s Valentine’s Day Experience” 💝

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “A Fish in a Barrel”

Featuring: Affogato Cookie and the Cookies of the Dark Cacao Kingdom

• “Good Day for Walks”

Featuring: Pure Vanilla Cookie

• “A Handycookie’s Expertise”

Featuring: Coffee Candy Cookie, Baguette Cookie, Dark Fondue Cookie, Maple Taffy Cookie and Marble Bread Cookie

• “Chaos and Control”

Featuring: Twizzly Gummy Cookie and her Gang

• “House is Where The Heart Is”

Featuring: Raspberry Mousse Cookie

• “The Serenity or The Charismatic”

Featuring: Pure Vanilla Cookie and Clotted Cream Cookie

• “Eternity”

Featuring: Snow Sugar Cookie

• “Interactions with Milky Way Cookie during Episode 15”

Featuring: Milky Way Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie Dislikes People Yelling”

Featuring: Hollyberry Cookie, Purple Yam Cookie, Carol Cookie, and Caramel Arrow Cookie

• “No Deed Goes Unnoticed”

Featuring: The Cookies of the Dark Cacao Kingdom

• “At Your Beck and Call”

Featuring: The Pearl Legion and House Custard Soldiers

• “Ayo, Their Pouch Responses”

Featuring: Sea Fairy Cookie and Moonlight Cookie

• “No Dice” 💗

Featuring: Clotted Cream Cookie and the Ancient Cookies

• “Undeserving”

Featuring: Affogato Cookie’s Disciples, Dark Cacao Cookie, Adventurer Cookie, and Captain Ice Cookie

• “But the Dance is Today!”

Featuring: Cookies of the Hollyberry Kingdom

• “Y/N Cookie’s Tailoring Hobby”

Featuring: The Tailor Cookies

• “Lost Amidst Matrimony” 😞💗

Featuring: Pure Vanilla Cookie and White Lily Cookie

• “Sweet Heartmender” 💝

Featuring: Blue Lily Cookie and Lilybell Cookie

• “Burger Chain Backfire”

Featuring: Reporter Cookie and Shining Glitter Cookie

February 2023 💝

• “Antagonized”

Featuring: Almond Cookie, Truffle Cookie, Butter Pretzel Cookie, Lollipop Cookie, and Melon Bun Cookie

• “Even More Heartbreak”

Featuring: Black Pearl Cookie, Captain Caviar Cookie, and Seaweed Cookie

• “Star of the Industry” ⭐️

Featuring: Dumpling Cookie (debut), Reporter Cookie, and various Music Cookies

• “The Sugar Swan’s Treasure”

Featuring: The Sugar Swan

• “Y/N Cookie Blurbs”

Featuring: Various Cookies

• “Pet Times”

Featuring: Carrot Cookie, Cheesecake Cookie, and Baguette Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie’s First Encounter with Stardust Cookie”

Featuring: Stardust Cookie and Moonlight Cookie

• “Moon Pie Cookie”

Featuring: Moonlight Cookie

• “Tales of Sweetness” 💝

Featuring: Carrot Cookie, Beet Cookie, Red Velvet Cookie, Pomegranate Cookie and Light Cream Cookie

• “If Y/N Cookie Hated Someone”

Featuring: Dark Choco Cookie, Pomegranate Cookie, Affogato Cookie, Ice Juggler Cookie and Cocoa Cookie

• “Movie Star Y/N Cookie”

Featuring: Cheesecake Cookie, Blackberry Cookie, Cocoa Cookie, Mint Choco Cookie, Tea Knight Cookie, Eclair Cookie, Twizzly Gummy Cookie and Shining Glitter Cookie

• “Duel of Hearts”

Featuring: White Choco Cookie and Rose Cookie

• “A Very Much Invited Guest”

Featuring: The Cookies of the Hollyberry Kingdom

• “Fashion Week 2?”

Featuring: Cheesecake Cookie, Chestnut Cookie, and the Tailor Cookies

• “Po-tay-to, Po-tah-to”

Featuring: The Vegetable Cookies

March 2023 🌱

• “Artist Y/N Cookie”

Featuring: Butter Pretzel Cookie, Cheesecake Cookie, Truffle Cookie and Pastry Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie’s Costume Concepts”

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “Drawings for the Little Cookies”

Featuring: Lollipop Cookie, Walnut Cookie, Onion Cookie and Strawberry Crepe Cookie

• “Ya Like Raisin Buns?”

Featuring: Black Raisin Cookie

• “Sweetheart Timekeeper Cookie” 💝

Featuring: Timekeeper Cookie

• “Stress from a Job”

Featuring: Baguette Cookie, Almond Cookie, Pizza Cookie, Dr. Bones Cookie and Kumiho Cookie

• “Ancient Y/N Cookie’s All Nighters”

Featuring: The Ancient Cookies

• “Y/N Cookie being part of a Royal Family”

Featuring: Madeleine Cookie, Financier Cookie, Red Velvet Cookie, Chocolate Bonbon Cookie and Rougefort Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie having a Nightmare”

Featuring: Moonlight Cookie, Milky Way Cookie and Stardust Cookie

• “Downstream: Part 1”

Featuring: Affogato Cookie and the Cookies of the Dark Cacao Kingdom

• “Group Findings”

Featuring: Cauliflower Cookie and Peperoncino Cookie

• “Volunteering to be a parent to Y/N Cookie’s child (Part 1)”

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “Sea Fairy x Y/N Cookie”

Featuring: Sea Fairy Cookie

• “A Jammed Heart” 😞

Featuring: Chocolate Frosting Cookie

• “Croissant Cookie vs. Timekeeper Cookie”

Featuring: Croissant Cookie, Timekeeper Cookie, Coffee Candy Cookie and Dark Fondue Cookie

April 2023 ☔️

• “A Forced Hand” ⭐️

Featuring: Salsa Cookie (debut) and the Ancient Cookies

• “Y/N Cookie in Scovillia”

Featuring: Scovillia Headmaster, Capsaicin Cookie, Parfaedia Principal, Prune Juice Cookie, Creme Knights Preceptor and Kouign-Amann Cookie

• “From Afar”

Featuring: Chocolate Bonbon Cookie, Croissant Cookie, Sour Belt Cookie and Lime Cookie

• “Kindred Souls”

Featuring: Milk Cookie

• “Y/N Cookie Comforting Centipede Cookie”

Featuring: Centipede Cookie, Lilac Cookie and Scorpion Cookie

• “Chocolate Frosting Cookie trying to redeem herself”

Featuring: Chocolate Frosting Cookie, Croissant Cookie, Coffee Candy Cookie, Dark Fondue Cookie and Timekeeper Cookie

• “The Pudding Cup Circus”

Featuring: Banana Cookie, Ice Juggler Cookie, Licorice Cookie and Pomegranate Cookie

• “Cookies of Darkness Go to the Movies”

Featuring: The Cookies of Darkness

• “Volunteering to be a parent to Y/N Cookie’s child (Part 2)”

Featuring: Financier Cookie, Pure Vanilla Cookie, Red Velvet Cookie, Madeleine Cookie, Captain Caviar Cookie and Clotted Cream Cookie

• “Exiled from their Kingdom: The Darkness’s Offering”

Featuring: The Cookies of Darkness

• “No Simp September”

Featuring: Hollyberry Cookie, Kumiho Cookie, Frost Queen Cookie, Blueberry Pie Cookie and Princess Cookie

• “I’ll Miss You” 😞

Featuring: The Ancient Cookies

• “The Incorrect Quote Cookie Jar #2”

Featuring: Numerous Cookies

• “Y/N Cookie in the Crème Knights”

Featuring: Financier Cookie, Vanilla Sugar Cookie, Kouign-Amann Cookie, Prune Juice Cookie and Capsaicin Cookie

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[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

May I please for a scenario or headcanons for poly La Squadra including Sorlato with fem darling who knows about their interest towards her and her saying this:

"I know your interest in me, and I'm willing to return those feelings if you let me continue working in my doll shop and you guys work there. Also, I know your original paychecks sucks, so we all get what we want."

Cool, extra hands to help out? Seems like a good bargain, on the surface, there’s no take backs once you say “yes” and being Yandere they will test their dearests mettle to the limits.

Yandere! La Squadra w/ doll shop owner darling

So whether you repair, sell, make dolls, they’re all ready to help. Which depending on the options could be quite chaotic. There will be times they absolutely make you uncomfortable.

Formaggio probably makes comments of how this is rather a bit girly for him and he’d rather just hang around you, Illuso makes a jab at his statement in which these two have a little back and forth. They don’t really end up fighting but there’s a little intensity you can feel.

He then keeps coming up to you for the smallest of tasks or takes forever on certain bits that should be child’s play. It’s absolutely on purpose and almost impossible to get him off your back.

He also mentions you’re so sweet for paying them. That it’s a good thing that he’s there with the others, otherwise you could get taken advantage of. He’s only allowed to do that, and you can feel the irony of his statement thick in the air.

Sewing/clothing repair is interestingly enough right up Pesci’s alley. He’s worked with fishing line and other thin wires so learning isn’t hard when you teach him. Which you likely praise him for how quickly he’s picked things up.

If you compliment him he gets rather shaky, you swear you see some blush to his cheeks, and Prosciutto scolds him to at least try and keep his composure. His heart flys to the moon if you think his nervousness is cute.

Prosciutto is sort of beaming with pride, but at the same time insists having some time with you himself. There might be a lingering amount of jealousy he had for Pesci’s praise coming from you, but he puts that aside and decides he needs to step up his game.

He gets all professional with you and staring at your stitch work, he’ll immediately help you with any snag/mistake you might’ve made. There’s a point he might even guide your own hands if he sees the need.

He absolutely makes sure you can feel him beside you, and is memorizing every type of fabric you use, the measurements, and accessories. Is he much too close to one side of your ear? That’s a yes. He’ll even tell you it’s absolutely necessary, somehow batting off your concerns as if they’re excuses.

Sorbet and Gelato are an interesting pair that love keeping each other company whenever they can dip out. It feels like they’re unproductive in their work, but by the time you’re closing every little thing you asked them to do is done. It seems they’re rather great at keeping your dolls clean honestly. This does come at a personal cost, if no one else is cornering you Sorbet and Gelato will absolutely be there. Gelato seems to recommend certain dolls be rearranged in a certain way. A couple of them are plucked and the money is all in the register. Sorbet on the other hand seems to be great at seeing which ones have massive value if you received a donation or sale. Telling you them to lock them behind glass, the two of them seem to joke about locking you beind a cute glass display. The way they say it seemingly romantically doesn’t feel like a joke however.

Melone does very well with making sure all of your money is accounted for, somehow he knows all your expenses and other things he probably shouldn’t know about you.

If you’re working in the back and he comes into help with a little dusting or cleaning. He will make pretty suggestive comments about you, and suggests some of the outfits the dolls have would be adorable. If you distract him with something such as horoscopes, he immediately explains every little thing about each sign. How you two positively match and were meant to be. Can end up being rather overwhelming.

He does end up having good suggestions on what people seem to gravitate towards. Which of course he tells you this in great detail.

No matter what job he’s put in he almost always manages to be creepy someway, so you’re likely to have him somewhere out of sight out of mind. He doesn’t consider this a punishment in the slightest, and will certainly take advantage with flirting with you behind the scenes. Having him in front of customers is a big no-no however.

Ghiaccio is another handful of his own, he gets sets off pretty easily so you have to figure out a decent way for him to work on something. He does tend to grab your hand occasionally and gently pull you over to him without warning. (Except around risotto).

He does get very agitated if a customer tries to disrespect you. They may not ever come back if he gets their hands on them.

Insists on having you within his eyesight almost constantly, or at least having you around with whatever task you’re having him do.

You do have to coach him out of his jealousy rages or getting aggravated at another member occasionally. Usually you end up making him some type of tea, he indeed relishes this.

Illuso is likely to be the best at being at the front (aside from yourself or prosciutto). He rather enjoys that you don’t mind him “hogging” the position. It gives him an easy way to be almost constantly in your presence.

He’s thorough on whatever you task him with, he wouldn’t be an assassin if he wasn’t capable after all. He’s so thorough he takes advantage and insists to help you himself. Does his best to make you flustered at any given point in the day.

He definitely stalks you and will chillingly mention a show you liked on tv the night before. Unironically engaging in said show’s contents, all while reveling in your conflicting expressions. He’ll fluster you even more if given the chance, up to the point he’s pulled away to do something else.

Risotto is his another enigma with his obsessiveness, he insists on doing everything during closing hours. Taking inventory/stocking, some of your business side paperwork is done even though you didn’t ask him to. He seems normal on the outside but there’s this aura about him that inwardly sets you off. Like he never wants you to leave his sight.

Any troublesome things occurring outside your business (and your home if it’s not right by) cease. He absolutely follows you home every night and early morning when possible. You’ll never see him however, he makes sure of that. He keeps his team in line when need be, but ironically that means you as well.

He wants you comfortable but he’s not afraid of going right to the edge of insanity to keep you around. He’ll certainly coordinate with other members of the team. He considers your “yes” a contract of approval and will do what he sees fit to keep you around. If that means going to the lengths of threatening others so be it. But he and the others already agreed upon this regardless of how you felt about them.

There are dozens of times he just seems to pop out of nowhere on you. He doesn’t seem to have issue with this in the slightest, if you need your hand held from nearly having a heart attack he’s there to oblige.

Just before he goes out on a mission, he always leaves a favorite food of yours (packaged preferably) on your desk.

If you wonder how he got in without giving him with a key, he likely used Metallica to figure out the shape of the keyhole of your locks.

[depravitymoon]

Regardless of whether they already had romantic feelings for s/o as children or did not develop such feelings until they were older, which Part 5 yanderes that you see having a childhood friend do you imagine would develop yandere thoughts/tendencies in their early years and which ones would only develop the yan part after/during adolescence with all of those hormones acting up?

The Part 5 characters I’m using: Ghiaccio, Pesci, Melone, Fugo, Giorno, Trish, Risotto.

Ghiaccio - Early childhood because of Ghiaccio’s personality. It merely gets worse after he becomes a hitman because he knows how terrible this world is and wants to protect you.

Pesci - Early childhood because I HC that he had a lonely childhood because of his looks, so he’d cling onto friends more. 

Melone - Early childhood because of Melone’s personality. I imagine he was a weird kid.

Fugo -  After adolescence because of the events of Part 5.

Giorno - Developed romantic feelings in childhood, but developed yandere feelings after the events of Part 5. Being Don got to his head.

Trish - After the events of Part 5 caused her to lose her mind and become yandere.

Risotto - After adolescence because the death of his cousin and becoming a hitman twisted his love for his childhood friend.

[merchen-aeravellae]

Out of this world

Yandere astronaut x tall! Alien reader

Warnings: possessiveness, it is not edited I will do it later, in some parts I used a translator

Yandere astronaut who studied and worked hard to become one of the first humans to set foot on planet Kapler, a planet discovered 10 years ago in another galaxy in a habitable zone for humans.

Yandere astronaut who is the researcher in charge of documenting and recording all the information of this trip, from the day they left planet earth until their arrival on planet Kapler.

Yandere astronaut who makes a trip of almost 3 years with his companions. For 10 years, the Wata -a space station- invented a ship that could travel at speeds never before recorded and what would have been a journey of thousands of years was one of 3 years.

Yandere astronaut what his ship reaches the orbit of this new planet and when he was getting on a small transport ship to reach Kapler, a meteor the size of a car crashed into the spaceship and due to this, his transport ship is ejected and fall somewhere on the planet.

Yandere astronaut who was not yet ready to travel to the planet, he did not have the supplies ready, much less he had his belt on, while the ship fell, he bounced everywhere without control and leaving him unconscious.

Yandere astronaut who heard a noise of metal breaking and he could swear he felt hands carrying him but his mind was too confused and he couldn't open his eyes.

Yandere astronaut who wakes up in a shelter made of stone and trees, he is not quite sure how he got there and when he was ready to find answers, entered what he thought was impossible.

Yandere astronaut who almost had a heart attack when a being of more than 2 meters entered the room carrying an unknown animal, but the alien stops when she notices that the space traveler is awake and looking at her with eyes as big as a melon.

Yandere astronaut who is overwhelmed by everything that is happening, the planet was supposed to be without inhabitants, you are not supposed to be here.

Yandere astronaut who faints again from all the emotions he had in a short time, when he wakes up again, you are in a corner of the shelter cooking the animal you brought.

Yandere astronaut who accidentally made a noise when he woke up and alerted you that your guest was looking in your direction and to his surprise, you handed him what looked like a plate with the food you made.

Yandere astronaut who first refused to eat or accept anything that came from you, but soon after he accepted to eat your meals.

Yandere astronaut the more time passes, the more he becomes attached to you, you two created a routine where you go hunting animals and get common fruits and vegetables from the planet and bring them to home, while he cooks and cleans.

Yandere astronaut who at first wanted to return to his crew but that is now a distant memory and he better concentrates on giving your our house a better look and pleasing his wife friend.

Yandere astronaut who does everything possible to get you attention and prays to the stars, the sun or the universe to look at him romantically and reciprocate his feelings.

Yandere astronaut who begins to have thoughts that his crewmates if they are still alive can find him and try to take him back or worse, try to steal his lover.

Yandere astronaut who with that simple thought begins to be jealous and rage consumes him completely, he tries even harder to turn you into his romantic partner.

Yandere astronaut who doesn't really have the strength to provide food but he is willing to become the housewife, and in turn shows you that he can be a useful lover please look at me.

Yandere astronaut who already planned your entire future together, from the wedding ceremony with just the two of you to the name of your first 3 children.

Yandere astronaut who is euphoric just thinking about having children with you, you two would create a new specie and it's another way to tie you to him

Yandere astronaut who at some point is convinced that you return his feelings but it is only him believing what he wants and refusing to look at reality

yandere astronaut who loves being smaller than you, that way he imagines one day being the little spoon while both sleep, he will feel so protected in your arms.

Yandere astronaut takes advantage of the fact that you don't understand a word he says and calls you nicknames like wife, my partner or love.

Yandere astronaut "I'd rather launch myself into deep, dark, endless space than spend a single day away from you"

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

Ok so I have an idea in my head since mk1 Ghostface footage keeps coming up in my fyp.

Warning: mentions of sexual coercion

Melone and Ghiaccio as Ghostface. Set in a college/Uni setting, they're good friends with darling and don't intend to hurt them. However during one of their attacks darling was staying at the victims place. They plead for their life and end up having them take photos of them in various states of undress before leaving.

After seeing them in such a state they decide to toy with them. Calling them constantly and even showing up one night outside their window before leaving. Darling reaches out to the two balling their eyes out about the situation as the police have no real leads to go off as of now. They let them stay over but they end up seeing something they shouldn't have and now they know and they now go mask off (or on) on them.