#yandere mitsuri

[gothicxreylover]

Yandere giant hashira Au x tiny reader

(Basically like arrietty from studio ghibli. A great movie and I definitely recommend watching it!)

Reader is gender neutral and is referred as “the tiny”

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Genya’s forest adventure

Genya trudged through the dense forest, the crunch of leaves and twigs beneath his boots loud in the silence. He was tasked with gathering herbs for the medics, his irritation growing with every step.

“Stupid plants… why can’t Shinobu just send someone else…” he muttered, kicking at a branch. As he bent down to grab a bundle of herbs, his sharp eyes caught a flicker of movement near his boot.

“Eh?” He crouched low, scowling as he spotted the culprit—a tiny human no bigger than his thumb trying to blend into the shadows of the forest floor.

“What the hell? A tiny?” His voice was rough, his brows furrowed in disbelief. The tiny flinched at his tone, scrambling backward. Genya clicked his tongue, pinching the bridge of his nose.

“Oi, don’t run. I’m not gonna crush you or anything,” he grumbled, extending his hand in a rare gesture of gentleness. The tiny hesitated, eyeing his scarred, calloused palm. After a moment, they cautiously stepped onto it, trembling like a leaf.

Genya raised them to eye level, his rough features softening as he studied them. “You’re braver than you look, wandering out here with demons roaming around.”

He frowned, his grip tightening slightly—enough to make the tiny squirm but not hurt them. “You’re too damn small to be out here alone. What if a demon found you before I did?” His voice grew lower, his protective instincts flaring.

“You’re coming with me. No arguments.” He tucked the tiny securely into the crook of his scarf, their small weight barely noticeable.

As he resumed his trek, his muttering softened. “I’ll keep you safe… no matter what.”

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Tengen Uzui and His Wives

Tengen was lounging on the porch of his mansion, the warm sun casting a golden glow over his extravagant home. His wives—Makio, Suma, and Hinatsuru—were scattered around the courtyard, enjoying the calm afternoon.

Suma’s sharp voice broke the tranquility. “Tengen-sama! There’s something moving near the training grounds!” she called out, pointing frantically.

Makio rolled her eyes. “It’s probably just a bird, Suma. Stop screaming like that.”

“No, it’s small… but not that small! Come look!” Suma insisted, waving her arms.

Curious, Tengen stood and stretched, his towering frame casting a long shadow. “Alright, alright. Let’s see what all the fuss is about.”

The group approached the training grounds, their footsteps rumbling like distant thunder to anything small nearby. Hinatsuru was the first to spot the tiny human trying to hide behind a blade of grass.

“Oh my… it’s a tiny human!” she gasped, kneeling to get a better look.

Makio crouched down beside her, narrowing her eyes. “What’s a tiny doing all the way out here? Don’t they usually stick to their villages?”

Suma squealed, clinging to Tengen’s arm. “They’re so cute! Look at them!”

The tiny human was frozen in place, overwhelmed by the four colossal figures looming over them. Tengen crouched down last, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Well, well. Looks like we’ve got ourselves an unexpected guest.”

Reaching out with surprising gentleness, he scooped the tiny into his palm. His flamboyant demeanor didn’t mask the possessiveness in his gaze as he studied the fragile figure. “You’ve got guts, sneaking into a giant’s domain. Or maybe you’re just reckless.”

Suma leaned over his shoulder, her eyes sparkling. “What do we do with them, Tengen-sama? Can we keep them?”

Makio sighed, crossing her arms. “We’re not adopting a tiny, Suma.”

“Why not?” Suma pouted, tugging at Makio’s sleeve. “They’re adorable!”

Hinatsuru smiled softly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “We can’t just leave them here. It’s too dangerous.”

Tengen’s grin widened as he gently stroked the tiny’s head with a finger. “Of course, we’re not leaving them. A tiny this bold deserves protection… and flashy protection at that.”

He stood, cradling the tiny carefully in his palm. “From now on, you’re under my care—and my wives’ care, too. Don’t worry, little one, we’ll make sure you live in style.”

As they returned to the mansion, Suma clung to Tengen’s arm, chattering excitedly about building a tiny home for their new companion. Makio grumbled about the hassle, though her occasional glances at the tiny betrayed her curiosity. Hinatsuru, ever calm, began brainstorming ways to make the tiny feel safe and comfortable.

For the tiny human, the Uzui household was overwhelming—a world of vibrant personalities and immense figures, each vying for their attention. But there was no denying one thing: in this family of giants, they were cherished.

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Shinobu’s Garden Encounter

Shinobu stood in her garden, tending to her vibrant flowers and watching butterflies flit around lazily in the warm afternoon light. She hummed softly to herself, the tranquil atmosphere calming her after a busy day of training and research.

As she reached down to pluck a stubborn weed near the roots of a lavender plant, her sharp eyes caught a faint movement. She paused, tilting her head curiously. Beneath one of the petals was a tiny human, frozen mid-step.

“Oh my,” Shinobu said softly, her lilting voice carrying an edge of playful intrigue. “What have we here?”

The tiny flinched at her voice, their wide eyes staring up at her looming figure. Shinobu crouched gracefully, resting her chin on one hand as her violet eyes studied them.

“Are you lost, little one?” she asked, her tone sweet but tinged with mischief. The tiny human didn’t respond, too frightened to move under her piercing gaze.

Shinobu smiled, reaching out with delicate fingers to gently pluck them from the ground. Her touch was careful, her grip loose enough to ensure she didn’t hurt them. She brought them closer to her face, her gaze softening as she observed their trembling form.

“You’re so small… so fragile,” she murmured, her tone almost a whisper. “I wonder, what brought you all the way here? Were you curious about us giants?”

The tiny human stammered something unintelligible, their voice barely audible to her. Shinobu chuckled lightly, her smile widening. “How adorable. You’re like a little butterfly, wandering into my garden.”

Her fingers brushed lightly against their head, a gentle yet possessive motion. “It’s dangerous for someone your size to roam around like this. What if someone less gentle had found you?”

Her tone shifted slightly, growing softer yet somehow more intense. “No, I can’t let you go now. You’ll stay with me, won’t you? I promise to keep you safe… as long as you don’t try to run away.”

Cradling the tiny human in her palm, Shinobu turned and headed back toward her mansion, already planning ways to ensure they couldn’t escape. After all, such a delicate treasure didn’t belong anywhere but under her careful watch.

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Mitsuri’s Joyful Discovery

The sun was setting over the sprawling grounds of Mitsuri’s mansion, casting a warm pink glow that mirrored her hair. She was sitting in her courtyard, enjoying a freshly baked pastry after a long day of training. Her enormous sandals rested beside her, and her toes wiggled idly in the grass.

As she reached for another bite, she noticed a tiny movement by her foot. Blinking in surprise, she leaned down, her pastel hair cascading around her face. There, trying to crawl under the edge of her sandal for cover, was a tiny human.

“Oh my gosh!” Mitsuri gasped, her voice full of excitement and awe. “A tiny human! You’re so cute!”

The tiny froze, looking up at her with wide, fearful eyes. Mitsuri’s expression softened immediately, and she lowered herself closer, her hands resting on her knees. “Oh, don’t be scared! I won’t hurt you, I promise!”

Carefully, she extended a single finger toward them, her smile radiating warmth. “See? I’m gentle!”

When the tiny hesitated but didn’t flee, Mitsuri’s heart swelled. “You’re so brave to stay here with me! Most tinies would have run away by now.”

She cupped her hands around them, her fingers forming a protective dome as she gently scooped them up. Her massive green and pink eyes sparkled with wonder as she held them close to her face.

“You’re so small,” she murmured, her voice tinged with amazement. “It’s like holding a little doll! How did you end up here? Were you curious about us giants?”

The tiny’s nervous expression made her giggle softly. “Oh, don’t worry! I’ll take such good care of you. You don’t have to be afraid.”

Her expression grew more serious for a moment, her grip tightening slightly—not enough to hurt, but enough to let them know she meant what she was about to say. “You’ll stay with me from now on, okay? It’s way too dangerous for someone your size to be out there alone.”

Mitsuri stood, cradling the tiny against her chest. “Come on, let’s get you inside! I’ll find you a cozy little spot in my room, and you can tell me all about your adventures!”

As she carried them into her mansion, her mind raced with ideas. She’d build them a tiny house, cook them little meals, and protect them with all the love and strength she had. The thought of someone else finding them—or worse, a demon—sent a shiver down her spine.

No, this tiny was hers now. She’d make sure they were loved and cared for, no matter what.

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Sanemi’s Rough Protection

Sanemi was pacing the edges of his training grounds, his sharp eyes scanning the horizon for any signs of demons. The wind rustled the tall grass around him, carrying with it faint scents from the forest. His hand hovered near the hilt of his blade, his senses on high alert.

Then, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed something moving. His brows furrowed as he stomped over, boots thudding loudly. When he got closer, his sharp gaze zeroed in on a tiny human scrambling through the grass, trying desperately to stay out of sight.

“What the hell is this?” Sanemi growled, crouching low. His voice was like thunder to the tiny human, who froze in fear. “A tiny? What are you doing here?”

He reached down, his large, calloused fingers easily pinning them in place without much effort. The tiny human squirmed, but his grip was firm. “Stop moving, idiot,” he snapped, lifting them to eye level.

His scarred face twisted in confusion and irritation as he studied them. “Tch. Do you have a death wish? Wandering out here like this? What if a demon found you before I did?”

The tiny human tried to stammer out a response, but their words were too faint for him to hear clearly. Sanemi sighed heavily, his free hand raking through his messy white hair. “Damn it. Now I gotta deal with you.”

His tone was harsh, but his actions spoke differently. He carefully curled his fingers around them, shielding their small body from the wind as he stood. “You’re way too fragile to be out here alone. Stay put. You’re my responsibility now.”

As he made his way back to his mansion, he muttered under his breath. “Don’t get any ideas about running off. If I catch you trying to leave, you’re in for it. Got it?”

Despite his gruff demeanor, there was a glimmer of protectiveness in his sharp eyes. No matter how much he grumbled, he wasn’t about to let anything happen to the tiny now that they were in his care.

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Giyu’s Silent Protection

Giyu was sitting by the river near his mansion, the tranquil sound of flowing water easing his mind. He had been meditating, his sword resting by his side, when a faint splash broke his concentration.

Opening his eyes, he looked down and spotted a tiny human struggling to climb onto a rock near the riverbank. His expression didn’t change, but his sharp blue eyes followed their every movement.

The tiny finally managed to haul themselves onto the rock, only to realize they were being watched. They froze under Giyu’s quiet yet intense gaze, their small form trembling as he shifted slightly closer.

“You shouldn’t be here,” he said, his deep voice soft but firm.

He reached out, his large hand easily surrounding the tiny human as he gently picked them up. They tried to speak, but their voice was too faint for him to hear. Giyu frowned slightly, tilting his head as he brought them closer to his face.

“You’re lucky it was me who found you,” he murmured, his tone low and calm. “If it had been a demon—or someone less careful—you wouldn’t have stood a chance.”

The tiny human’s fear was evident, and Giyu hesitated for a moment before speaking again. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t hurt you.” His words were simple, but his sincerity shone through.

Cradling them carefully in his palm, he stood and began walking back toward his mansion. “It’s dangerous out here. You’ll stay with me from now on.”

His tone was final, leaving no room for argument. As he walked, his grip on them was firm yet gentle, his movements slow and steady to avoid jostling them.

Inside his mansion, Giyu placed the tiny on a soft cushion near the window, watching as they hesitantly looked around. “You don’t need to be afraid,” he said quietly, his gaze never leaving them. “You’re safe here.”

Though he didn’t say it out loud, Giyu felt a strange sense of protectiveness toward the tiny. They were so small, so vulnerable—it made his chest tighten at the thought of something happening to them.

No matter what, he wouldn’t let harm come to them. Even if they didn’t fully understand it yet, they were his to protect now.

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Obanai’s Quiet Curiosity

Obanai Iguro sat perched on a low branch near his mansion, Kaburamaru coiled lazily around his shoulders. He had been silently observing the area when the snake suddenly hissed, its head darting toward the ground. Obanai’s mismatched eyes followed the movement, his sharp gaze catching sight of something small scurrying through the grass below.

A tiny human.

Obanai tilted his head, his curiosity piqued. “What are they doing here?” he muttered under his breath.

Leaping silently from the branch, he landed just a few steps away, startling the tiny human. They froze, looking up at the towering figure now looming over them. Kaburamaru slithered down Obanai’s arm, his tongue flicking curiously toward the tiny.

Obanai crouched, his face calm yet unreadable. “You’re not supposed to be here,” he said softly, his voice carrying a faint edge. “Don’t you know how dangerous it is for someone your size to wander around?”

The tiny tried to back away, but Kaburamaru hissed lightly, cutting off their escape. Obanai extended a hand, his slender fingers surprisingly gentle as they scooped the tiny into his palm.

Holding them up to his face, he studied them closely. “You’re trembling,” he observed, his tone almost mocking, though his grip remained careful. “Are you scared of me? You should be more afraid of demons.”

Despite his cold words, there was a strange softness in the way he cradled the tiny human. He gently stroked their head with his finger, a faint smile playing at his lips. “You’re so small. It’s a wonder you’ve survived this long.”

Kaburamaru curled around Obanai’s wrist, flicking his tongue at the tiny. Obanai’s gaze softened further as he whispered, “Don’t worry. I’ll keep you safe now. You’ll stay with me, where no one—and nothing—can hurt you.”

As he walked back to his mansion, he kept his hand close to his chest, shielding the tiny from the wind. “You’re mine now,” he murmured under his breath, a possessive note creeping into his voice. “Don’t even think about running.”

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Rengoku’s Warmhearted Rescue

The setting sun bathed the world in a fiery orange glow as Kyojuro Rengoku strolled through the fields near his mansion. His booming laughter echoed across the landscape as he thought about the training session he’d just finished. His sharp eyes scanned the horizon, always alert despite his cheerful demeanor.

It wasn’t long before he spotted something unusual—a faint movement among the tall grass. Curious, he strode over, his large frame causing the ground to tremble slightly with each step. When he reached the spot, he crouched down and saw a tiny human, no bigger than his thumb, trying to hide behind a blade of grass.

“Ah-ha! What do we have here?” Rengoku exclaimed, his voice loud yet warm. His bright eyes sparkled with excitement as he leaned closer. “A tiny human? Incredible!”

The tiny flinched at his booming voice, their small body trembling in fear. Rengoku’s expression softened immediately, and he sat back on his heels to appear less intimidating. “Oh, no need to be afraid, little one! I won’t harm you!”

Extending a single hand, he waited patiently for them to step onto his palm. When they didn’t move, he chuckled softly. “I see. You’re cautious. That’s good—it’s what’s kept you alive so far. But I promise, you can trust me!”

Carefully, he scooped them up, his massive hands cradling them with surprising gentleness. He brought them close to his face, his fiery hair glowing in the fading sunlight. “You’re so small! I’ve never seen anything like you before. How remarkable!”

The tiny human stammered something, their voice barely audible. Rengoku tilted his head, his grin widening. “Don’t worry, little one! I’ll protect you from anything that might harm you. No demon will lay a finger on you while I’m around!”

Standing tall, he held them securely against his chest as he began the trek back to his mansion. “You’ll stay with me from now on. I’ll make sure you’re safe and well cared for. And if you ever feel scared, just know that Rengoku Kyojuro will always be here to keep you safe!”

As he returned home, his booming laughter filled the air. “Perhaps I’ll even build you a little house! Yes, that would be wonderful! You’ll have everything you need, and you’ll never have to worry about a thing again!”

For Rengoku, the tiny human was a new treasure—a life so small and fragile, yet so precious. He vowed to protect them with all the warmth and strength his fiery spirit could offer.

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Muichiro’s Clouded Curiosity

Muichiro Tokito wandered through the forest near his estate, his eyes unfocused and his mind drifting like the clouds above. He wasn’t on any particular mission, just enjoying the quiet, his twin swords lightly tapping against his sides as he walked.

As he stepped over a cluster of moss-covered rocks, his sharp eyes caught an unusual movement near his foot. He stopped abruptly, blinking down at the ground. There, trying to scramble out of sight, was a tiny human no bigger than his pinky finger.

“Hm?” Muichiro tilted his head, his expression blank but curious. He crouched down slowly, his long black-and-teal hair falling over his shoulders like a curtain.

The tiny froze, trembling under the immense presence of the towering Hashira. Muichiro stared at them in silence, his gaze distant yet sharp. “A tiny human…” he murmured, his voice soft and almost detached. “What are you doing here?”

Reaching out, he plucked them up with a surprising gentleness, holding them in the palm of his hand. The tiny squirmed, their movements barely noticeable to him. Muichiro’s expression didn’t change, but he brought them closer to his face, studying them as though they were a strange insect.

“You’re so small,” he said, his voice calm and quiet. “Smaller than I thought tinies could be.”

The tiny tried to stammer something, but their words were too faint for him to hear. Muichiro blinked, tilting his head. “Are you scared?” he asked bluntly.

He paused for a moment, as though contemplating something. Then, his expression softened slightly—just enough to hint at the care behind his otherwise impassive demeanor. “You shouldn’t be out here. Demons roam these woods, and they wouldn’t hesitate to hurt someone like you.”

Standing up, Muichiro held them securely in one hand as he began walking back toward his mansion. “I’ll take care of you,” he said simply, as if it were an obvious decision. “It’s better if you stay with me. I’ll keep you safe.”

As he entered his estate, he gently placed the tiny human on a soft cushion by the window, his distant gaze fixed on them. “Don’t wander off. You’re too small to survive on your own,” he said, his voice as soft as the breeze.

Though his words were straightforward, there was an unspoken promise in his tone: Muichiro might not express it well, but he would protect this tiny human with everything he had.

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Gyomei’s general rescue

The rhythmic sound of prayer beads clicking together filled the air as Gyomei Himejima knelt in meditation by a quiet stream near his mansion. His massive frame was still as a mountain, his closed eyes turned toward the heavens.

A faint rustle in the grass broke his focus. Though his sightless eyes could not see the source, his heightened senses immediately located the small presence near his knee. He tilted his head slightly, listening.

“You’re quite small,” he said, his deep, rumbling voice calm and kind. “Are you a tiny human?”

The tiny froze, their heart racing as the giant spoke directly to them. Gyomei extended his massive hand, his movements slow and deliberate, as though afraid to startle them. His large fingers gently brushed the ground until they found the tiny’s trembling form.

“You’re shaking,” he said softly, carefully cupping them in his palm. His touch was impossibly gentle for someone of his size and strength. “Don’t be afraid. I will not harm you.”

Bringing the tiny closer to his face, Gyomei tilted his head slightly, his blind eyes gazing past them as he smiled warmly. “It must be frightening, being so small in a world so large. But you are safe with me.”

The tiny human’s voice was too faint for him to hear, but he felt their tiny movements in his palm—nervous but not trying to escape. He nodded slowly. “I understand. You must have been very brave to survive this far.”

Standing carefully, Gyomei cradled the tiny in both hands, shielding them from the wind as he made his way back to his mansion. His slow, deliberate footsteps felt like distant thunder to the tiny, but his calming presence eased their fear.

Once inside, he placed them gently on a table, his massive hands resting in his lap as he addressed them. “You will stay here, where I can protect you. The world is dangerous for someone of your size, but I will ensure no harm comes to you.”

His voice was filled with quiet determination, his kind smile never faltering. Though Gyomei’s size and strength were overwhelming, his heart was as gentle as his touch. The tiny human couldn’t help but feel safe under his watchful care.

As the evening fell, Gyomei sat nearby, his prayer beads clicking softly as he meditated. “You are a gift from the heavens,” he murmured. “And I will protect you as such.”

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Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, isolation, abduction, manipulation, threats, the Zoldyck family is a trigger warning in itself

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Platonic Yandere

Kurapika Kurta

⛓️​Too much. Kurapika saw too much of himself in you when he found you one day in the aftermath of another masacre caused by the Phantom Troupe, one of the few survivors left. Your family gone. Your friends gone. Your home gone. Initially his plan only saw it for him to bring you to safety, to find someone who would take care of you as his own lifestyle consists only of revenge and hatred for the criminals who took everything from him. Still, Kurapika isn't heartless as his worries for you lead him to spend time with you as you only put your trust in him for quite a few weeks after the incident. There's so much innocence in those eyes, almost too much innocence for someone like him. Hatred has been one of the first emotions that he felt after his clan was brutally murdered yet perhaps you are still too young to feel such black feelings. Adolescence for Kurapika has been ruined for Kurapika, his hatred guiding his every action and limiting his freedom. It's not like Kurapika regrets any of this for it is the only path he could have chosen for himself yet in you he sees a chance to protect something that he couldn't be protected from after the Phantom Troupe took everything from him.

⛓️​Stranger means danger. A concept that Kurapika teaches you quite early as he slowly starts getting more involved in raising you. Others keep on telling him that he is far too overbearing, far too restricting yet the truth is none of them could understand you two for none of them have experienced the same pain that you have gone through. The story of your losses is almost identical which is why Kurapika finds himself sharing his past with you soon yet he harshly forbids you from following his example of hunting down Chrollo. This is a burden he alone has to bear. For you he wants something different. He wishes for you to live a normal life, though the concept of living a normal life underneath his guidance is already very different than what the majority would consider the norm. After all Kurapika keeps you largely sheltered, away from a world where too many people would backstab and betray you for money and power. Trust him, he has encountered all of those people before and whilst there may be some people out there who are better than others he insists on you understanding that ultimately only he will understand you best for he knows what you have gone through.

⛓️​Shielded away from all potential happiness yet also all potential pain for Kurapika dreads to take a risk with you, you mostly remain with only him as you rarely stay long enough in a city or new place to bond with those Kurapika carefully selects to look after you when he has to do something for which he can't take you with him. Family is insanely important to Kurapika and even though you two are not related by blood he often tells you this. He's never outright demanded for you to refer to him under a fitting term though as you are the one who refers to him as your older brother at one point. He has always known that you have seen him as family because he has pretty much raised you up on that belief even if some others would criticise him for his questionable methods. He's extremely touched though when the word "brother" leaves your lips for the first time as he hasn't been called anything remotely close to this ever since his clan was murdered. This strange warmth in his chest appears whenever you call him that, his grip always subtly tightening on you as soon as he hears the word as it only seems to solidify the responsibility that he has to protect you.

Illumi Zoldyck

🤎Illumi stumbles upon you during a mission he has received, though you are not directly a part of it. Your orphanage just happens to be in the same district that his targets resides in and you just happen to be able to use Nen which catches his attention. Yes, he has been able to use Nen in your age already as well but for someone outside of his family to already possess such an ability is rare, especially since you don't seem to be even aware of it. A natural. A rarity. Unable to just ignore you Illumi finds himself with two options. Option one is to eliminate you before you may grow up to be a threat for his family. Option number two is to polish this diamond and use it for his own advantages. With zero awareness of how proper social interaction works he finds himself approaching you on the playground one day, noticing how other kids avoid you as they mostly sense the Nen around you though they don't know what it is. Curious yes stare up as he bends down, blinking at the sand castle you're trying to build before he asks you if you'd be interested to join his family and be trained by him to be an assassin.​ Your mistake simply was to believe that the mister in front of you was only joking.

🤎​Everyone is flabbergasted when Illumi returns from his mission whilst holding you in his arms, simply stating that he will train you from now on. Kikyo in particular is quite skeptical but Zeno and Silva seem to tolerate it mainly because they also sense that you seem to have a lot of potential. The fact remains that you do not hold the same rights and worth as a biological Zoldyck though and this subtle discrimination is something you notice as you grow up. It's this fact that Illumi often finds himself abusing to strengthen the loyalty and connection that you feel for him. He doesn't want you to bond with other people in this household so even if you attempt to forge a connection or someone from his family attempts to get to know you better he always manipulates the situation so that you only end up getting hurt. The easiest solution is to let you spend time with Kikyo who hates you and wails and complains in your presence about how you're nothing special in comparison to her darling Killua and how she doesn't understand why you're still here. Killua is probably the one Zoldyck you are somewhat allowed to hang around with though Illumi strives to control both of you.

🤎​ For Illumi his family is everything. However, for you he should be your only family. He wants you to ignore the rest of the Zoldyck members because in his own strange view he believes that he is indeed the only family to you. After all it was him who took you away from this orphanage where your potential would have only been wasted and where you would have rotted away. After all he is the one who provided you shelter and gifts you something whenever you improve. After all you listen to him, mainly because he has used his ability to use a little needle to make you more obedient to him. Illumi differs from Kurapika in the aspect that he demands from you to refer to him as your older brother to finally receive the final assurance that you know who he is to you. It slips out of you whilst you're training with him and are pushed beyond your limits, begging him to give you a break. In the next moment he is instead directly in front of you, moving so fast that you barely notice him. Dark eyes threaten to suck your soul out of your eyes as he asks you to repeat that once more for him, sounding almost excited. Whilst he may not show it he is extremely satisfied, he even gives you the little break you're pleading for.

Silva Zoldyck

🐺​Apologies cannot be spilled enough as one of the servants of the Zoldyck household is forced to announce that their grandchild, which they have recently started taking with them to teach them how to be a good servant, has somehow escaped and now they're unable to find them. A minor problem in Silva's eyes as he just lets the butlers of this household handle that matter. It is at least irrelevant until Mike, the family dog, brings you back as you're placed on his back and just giggle happily. Mike doesn't just trust anybody, not even the butlers of this household so it is quite remarkable that a small child like you managed to tame him to the point where he allows you to jump on his back. Silva is somewhat intrigued to say the least, quickly dismissing the apologies of your grandparent and telling them that it's quite alright. Blue eyes linger on you for a little longer until he eventually leaves. As you're still in training Silva doesn't see you too often the following weeks but it doesn't escape him that Mike continues playing with you and it only festers his growing curiosity. After all Mike is usually only that affectionate with members of the Zoldyck family.

🐺​Eventually his fascination gets the better of him and one day he follows Mike, mildly surprised to see Mike laying on his back and exposing his belly as he allows you to pet him there. Obviously you haven't been properly taught just who he is yet or perhaps you just don't see the reason behind being overly respectful as you notice Silva and run over to him, speaking informally to him. Under normal circumstances he would consider it an audacity but strangely enough he finds it weirdly amusing as not even his own children have spoken to him that way. The only person who has ever conversed so casually with him is his own father. As you excitedly gush about Mike and how much of a good boy he is, Silva finds himself actually listening to your rambles before he eventually brings you back to the other butlers. Needless to say though, after that day he finds himself actually seeking you out more often and mostly he just follows Mike as the dog also spends time with you nearly every day. It's not all fun and games though as very soon Silva actually suggests training you when noticing that you're still quite clumsy and inexperienced despite the potential that you hold.

🐺​The possessive strictness takes more than just a few months to develop for Silva though. After all he is the patriarch of his family, all bound by blood so it takes an expected amount of time until he eventually starts recognising you as more than just a butler that he highly respects. The moment that switch has happened he turns very overbearing though as he insists for you to move into the actual manor of the family and there is little your grandparent gets to say about that. Everyone who even as much as dares to voice their disagreement with his decision will immediately receive punishment and not even family is safe from those oppressing glares he gives them, especially Milluki and Kikyo receive a lot of them. It takes you quite a bit to get used to that new lifestyle but since you basically grew up in this place with Mike and Silva you do not hold as much resentment against him as you perhaps should. Now, Silva doesn't often let his emotions get the better of him but he allows himself that moment of pride that swells his chest when you call him for the first time your father. After all it symbolises to him that you finally have accepted your new life in his family.

Kanroji Mitsuri & Iguro Obanai

💓​🐍​Left in the rubbles of a house Mitsuri finds you, wrapped in blankets and screaming at the top of your lungs. She bursts out in tears immediately, guilt and sorrow invading her heart as she realises that she was too late to save your parents, leaving you all alone. Carefully she lifts you up, tears still dropping down her face yet she knows that her own sadness would only affect you more so she forces herself to smile as she tries to cheer you up. Your parents lived far away in a rural era with no relatives that could take you in and when someone on her team mentions that they might just have to give you to an orphanage Mitsuri vehemently refuses. That would be far too heartless! This is all her fault. If she would have only arrived sooner, if she would have only been faster you wouldn't have needed to end up all alone. Unable to live with the idea of giving you away to an orphanage Mitsuri decides on a whim that she will adopt you with almost everyone on her team going into shock when she announces her decision with tears in her eyes. As a Hashira she failed to protect your parents but the very least she can do is not fail you, the child of the ones she was supposed to protect.

💓​🐍​Obanai initially views you with nothing but jealousy as Mitsuri spends a lot of time with you, coddling you and gushing over you. Truly, sometimes he glares at you with his mismatched eyes, a scowl on his face whenever Mitsuri pinches your cheeks softly and talks to you adoringly. His pettiness is honestly amusing to the point where Sanemi and Shinobu end up teasing him. Mitsuri, in firm belief that Obanai has a soft heart, leaves him sometimes in charge of you though when she has to fulfill a mission and he always does so begrudgingly, often staring at your little form and hissing at you that you won't steal her away from him. One day whilst you're crying and he's forced to lift you up and bounce you up and down in his arms you actually undo the bandages on his face with your grabby hands, both of you freezing as he stares unmasked at you. For on brief moment he almost has the urge to throw you away, fearing that you'll start crying. Instead you laugh. Not mockingly but in that childlike innocence as you stare at his hideous face. The paternal love arrow shoots him straight through his heart in that moment and from that day on he hunts everyone done who ever complained about you.

💓​🐍​Mitsuri is openly affectionate. She bakes for you or with you. She effortlessly lifts you up and spins you around whenever you ask her, she draws and paints with you and plasters every wall full with everything you drew. Obanai isn't as openly affectionate but he is deeply protective. As soon as someone nags about your screams he's suddenly behind them with his blade pressed against their neck. He allows his pet snake to bite everyone who speaks ill of you and whenever anyone or anything scares you he scares them in return for the rest of their lives. You've basically been raised by them so it's no surprise that your first words include you calling them "mama" and "dada" respectively. Mitsuri sheds tears of joy and guilt at that as she still tends to bemoan the fact that she couldn't save your real parents even though she could not imagine giving up on you now. Obanai funnily enough thinks of Mitsuri as deserving of being called mother by you yet he holds insecurities about himself as he wonders if he'll be a good father to you as he was never raised properly nor had he father present in his life. Both of them pretty much just end up soothing each other and calling the other one the better parent

Gojo Satoru

🩵​Quiet, anxious, overly cautious of everyone. When Yaga brings you one day into the Jujutsu High, you remind him more of a frightened animal with fear-based aggression than anything else. Listening to the Principle though Gojo has a hard time blaming you. Born as the child of non-sorcerers, from a very small age plagued by the horrifying sight of curses with no one to believe you until the torment became too much and you ran away from home as everyone around you slowly started to believe that you were mentally ill. Necessary arrangements have already been made with your parents who have agreed to let you stay in Tokyo. Yaga has already explained the basics to you, explained to you that you are not insane and that the monsters you see are in fact real. The first day Yaga mostly keeps you close by his side and later that night Gojo pouts about it as he would have liked to get to know you better too. He reacts highly offended when Yaga explains to him that he didn't want to scare you on your first day here by letting you anywhere near Gojo. There's no reason to be so down though as Yaga tells Gojo that he will still be a teacher for you, especially since you know little to nothing about this new world.

🩵​It is so painfully obvious that you grew up un a rural area, always overwhelmed by all the noises, the lights, the humans and the creatures. It makes Gojo quite protective whenever he walks with you around Tokyo as he wants to introduce the city life to you. He's deeply sad as well as offended when he offers you sweets and you ask him what they are as those candies aren't something you ever saw in your small village. After that he makes it his mission to introduce every dish and every sugary treat in this city to you and it always brightens up a stressful day when you taste a cake or ice cream flavor you never had before and light up when you realise that it's delicious. When you one day spotted a crane game shop and spotted a cute plushie Gojo noticed, dragged you inside the shop and basically blew all of his coins on winning you everything you wanted inside there. Yaga could only stare in exasperation as the white-haired menace returned, hands full of bags with everything he had won you. Obviously Gojo defended his actions. Your room is after all so terrible bleak. He introduces you to Megumi as well who sarcastically remarks that his teacher is collecting children like some do Pokemon.

🩵​A happy childhood is something Gojo never received, his blessing simultanously his curse. You will never grow up like most other children your age either. But at the very least he can provide you with a childhood infinitely better than his own. Beneath that cheerful grin a deep-rooted paranoia festers, an overwhelming desire to protect you from all evil in this world. Gojo doesn't want you to go out there and fight curses. He wants you to live a normal life away from everything that goes down in this world and he fights for you and protects you for that sake with that carefree grin on his face. It is that grin that momentarily fades when you call him papa for the first time as not even you realise what you have said. Not until you hear him audibly choking on his melon soda, blue eyes gazing at you in shock as he coughs for his life. The moment he has finally stopped nearly choking he leans down, a strange look in his eyes as he asks you quietly to repeat that. It's the way you tilt your head, trying to recall what it was you just said before repeating the word papa to him once more that he almost feels like crying as in that moment the world grows even more dangerous and you infinitely precious.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

could you do a yandere demon mitsuri or shinobu with a demon slayer darling

Demon Slayer Reader in Reverse AU | Yandere KNY

In this alternate universe the hashira are the equivalents of the Upper Moons. Unbelievably strong, incredibly devious, and just as responsible for innumerable deaths as their creator. You on the other hand are like Tanjiro Kamado, a demon slayer dutifully following the orders of Muzan as he’s determined to finally stop the rampant killing that those demons do. But there’s something special about you. Something that the demons just can’t deny. That has them persistently chasing you their greater their connection to their beloved creator. Maybe it’s the blood of their kin, or your kissable lips, or the curses you mutter as your sword doesn’t slice through their necks. Either way they are down-bad:

Mitsuri Kanroji

Turned after being rejected for her strength and differences

Now she uses them to eat scores of humans particularly the most bland people she can find

Can you believe just how few people she actually loves?

Too few people are special because of their differences or physical traits

Which means she’s happily devour all those who don’t which is a lot

She of course claims it’s love at first sight when she sees you

It really can be something as simple as a colorful hanafuda or being deaf

Anything unique to you makes her weak in her knees

“You’re making me so happy just to have met you! I love you!”

So busy fawning over you, she barely misses your swing

Stronger than others she only falls for you deeper

In her twisted mind the blood of Ubuyashiki makes beautiful people of his divine choice even more beautiful 

Thus her mission when fighting you is to turn you

So she can have your beauty be eternal

“Don’t avoid me for long my Love! I’m going to make you perfect soon!’

The biggest challenge other than her flexibility, the cherry blossom flooded air, and her insane physical strength is her beau

Rarely does the Demon Moon of Love leave without the Demon Moon of Snakes in tow

And while for your first meetings he definitely is not trying to keep you alive for the change

After he get’s to know you and a nice talk that involves lot’s of dying lower rank demon slayers they’ll both be on the same page

Which will spell absolute doom for you as the conniving duo is not going to bother being upfront 

They’ll scheme

They’ll plot 

Hold your tsugoko or friends from up high as they take advantage of your heightened emotions

“I want to love you forever and ever and ever. And no one is going to stop me! Not even you”

Shinobu Kocho

She was turned along with her sister who Ubuyashiki saved after she fell ill

For years prior she had devoted herself to science, to medicine only for it to fail her at every turn 

Only when she incorporated the great Ubuyashiki’s blood into her creations does she find proper results good results

And she is praised with having so many willing addicted meals and servants to offer as she produces her remedies for masses

Interacting with prey so often gives her a better way to hide and know about the demon slayer’s actions

And amateur slayers that come into her shop swords drawn are usually bullied by the surrounding towns folk

All to be beaten up and kicked out of the town becoming easy pickings at that point

She thought she’d do the same to you

By the way you walked she could sense your power and her mortal end coming closer

But you didn’t attack

Surrounded by many of her loyal customers you ask that she try the contents of a vial to tell what it is

Since it’s suspicious to the people you offer to drink it, another villager drinks it

“You’re the greatest medic in this region. Won’t you tell me what it is and where to find it?”

It’s Wisteria

Potent and poisonous wisteria 

Here shinobu is faced with a choice

Attack you ruin her reputation and have to deal with a mob

Or…

drink it and writhe revealing her demon form to be attacked by the mob

“You think you’re a cunning little butterfly don’t you. Flashing your poisonous colors at me. You aren’t aware of the hunger you’ve aroused in me!”

She wasn’t happy as a human with the limits she had

So she doesn’t choose any of those options opting to kill everyone 

You block the attack finding out it’s a feint for her to run away 

Run away with a snarl that she hasn’t shown for hundreds of years

How dare you!? 

Ruining her perfect system 

When she reports to the Ubuyashiki compound by night she’s got her head down low while reporting 

As expected she was chewed out not only by The Ubuyashiki but the Upper Moons as well 

And there is one person she blames above all for her shame

“That despicable little demon slayer!! I’m going to make them pay!”

Her hatred for you becomes a widely welcomed truth among the other demons

Hanging your whereabouts above her head 

As she snaps at them like a snarling dog

But her hatred is not simply that

She wants to own you 

To hold your face as she successfully demonstrates her mass attack absorbing all within the vicinity 

To clip your pretty little wings and delight in your forbidden flavor for as long as possible

When one of her colleagues theonesheclaimsshehatesthemost pressures her she’s rambling to him about how she’d never want to actually kill you nor turn you completely into a demon like she

“They’re not good enough for Master…but it’d be a shame for such a beautiful butterfly to die so quickly.”

So she’ll turn to science

Once again using her expertise to craft some serum that she plans to keep you attached to for the rest of your not-so mortal life

She’ll use her own blood measuring and testing how little is needed to give you the best parts of being a demon

She knows the clock is ticking as your life goes on

So she’ll be excited to track you down, learning as much as she can about you

Almost as much fun as she’ll enjoy making simple humans that remind her of you as test subjects

She’d even be willing to get help from one of the Upper Moons with her hunt for you

“I hope your ready for a change, butterfly! There’s nothing I can’t do without his blood.”

[ho-st]

yan shinobu x reader x yan mitsuri

'please stop' you babble as mitsuri rams you endlessly, never seeming to stop. as the pleasure continues to drive your thoughts away you try keep begging. 'pleas-ah, please.' you cry. shinobu calms your blabber, shushing you and kissing your face. your body collapses on top of hers and you relax into her warmth unwillingly. you were getting fucked out of your mind, they both knew you didn't want this, but they also knew you wouldn't be able to fight them off. now here you are moaning and whimpering, limp on top of shinobu as mitsuri pounded you dumb. jaw slack as your tongue lolled out of your mouth, drool puddling on shinobus chest as she stared at your expression. shinobu loved seeing you like this, she even wished it was her doing this to you, but she felt good enough knowing she and mitsuri were the only ones who were ever gonna see your face like this. you were theirs. forever.

[platonicyanderepanic]

I have a request to make if you are willing. I know you said that you wouldn’t do a good job on a Coraline au but hear this out. Platonic yandere other parents Mitsuri and Obanai with a child reader who is the only child that they like, basically they don’t want to sew buttons into her eyes and instead just want to keep her there forever as their child.

please and thank you!

I’m so sorry I’ve been on a long break but I finally got motivation

Mitsuri and obanai have been doing this for centuries, any child that has the right mindset can come through the door, to them.

•they expected you to be the same, raise you for a few months then use you. (I don’t exactly know why they sew buttons into the eyes forgive me)

•but it didn’t feel like that. It didn’t feel right to do that to you. You were different. •maybe it was how you smiled at them. How you talked to them like real parents instead of a cheep fake out. In some way, you made them feel like parents.

•when they finally sat down and had a talk about this, addressing how they felt they realized they can’t let you leave, they can’t lose their baby.

•so when you came through the door again, they snuck a little something into your milk. You never noticed as you began to fade out of awareness.

“don’t worry love, it’s gonna be better then alright” “neither of those awful awful fake parents can take you from us” “just fall asleep”

[minnie-mei]

what do we think about a yandere hashira fic? maybe a few parts….

general vibes being that ubuyashiki gifted them all a darling to ease their stress so they’d have something to take care of (kind of like a pet)

OR

a/b/o version where ubuyashiki gets them an omega??

(all of them sharing one darling btw)

[serxinns]

srry but uhm if you ever think of doing demon slayer.

I was wondering if you could do Yandere Hashira (Any you want or even multiple) with a reader that had trauma and stuff and drama just kind of happens

You don’t have to do it now but if you think of doing this I was wondering if you could.

Srry if I shouldn’t had asked this, but ur actually a really big inspiration for me and i kind of want to see what you have in mind so I can kind of use it for inspiration for my next Yandere demon slayer

Love you 🫰

Ykw?.. I'm try it out see how it goes and make a demon slayer fic since I know a good amount of it and is a fan so why not? :) (can't believe this is gonna be my 1st demon slayer fic!)

And im gonna pick.....yandere hashiras! (and prob yandere hashira mentions!)

They would be absolutely worried group panicking! for context you were the person who was never sad or angry, whenever something sad happen to you or to anyone else you'll cheered them up by making little jokes here and there if not in the mood would comfort thrnnand sing happy song and encouraging them to keep going they all loved and cherish you! So seeing you in a state like this would make them panic

Mitsuri dramatically cried wondering why her sweet darling was down lately you reassured her that you were ok but she could see the misery and hurt in your eyes! Obanai desperately tried to calm down and comfort her while also making excuses as in You weren't feeling the best or You probably had a rough time,

Gyomei would be the best of comforting he would hold you in his arms and rub your head or if you don't like physical attention he'll be your number one therapist trying to ask questions that doesn't cross your boundaries or would try and make a funny joke to cheer you up

Sanemi awkwardly tried to comfort you patting you on the back or rubbing your head while trying to compliment and encourage you in his own way while Genya would insult you and encourage you in a way..either way it was working a bit

Shinobu would probably take you to a butterfly garden where you can see all the pretty butterflies and flowers and tell you facts about every one of them she even invites you to go to the butterfly mansion with her so you can be pampered by her siblings and the triplets!

[kittenmey-rin]

Hey guys, it's me again, and I decided to make a quick Kny Yandere Hashira x Female reader, Hashira Picnic party.

(If you are wondering what type of Hashira you are in this One-shot, well, you will be the season Hashira, please don't kill me. I hope you enjoy it.)

In the beautiful cool freshness spring day, You are in the Hashira Headquarters with your friends, the reason why you are here is to listen for Shinobu's announcement.

"Alright everyone, thanks for coming here, now as you are wondering what you are here for is because today is a special day, today we're going to have a picnic, our master is letting us to take a break from our missions, and we are going to have a perfect day for the first time in our lives." Shinobu said while looking at the Hashira. Mitsuri Kanroji jumped up and down of excitement. "Eeeeek, I am so excited for a picnic and I can't wait to have a picnic with all of us taking a break." Mitsuri said while feeling excited, Tengen, Rengoku, Gyomei, Giyu, Sanemi, and Muichiro are feeling excited for a picnic, but you need to finish training in your training room, so you decide to decline it. "I'm not going with you guys, you guys can go have a picnic without me." You said while standing up, before looking at your friends, you were about to leave this Hashira Headquarters and then, Mitsuri standing in front of you while looking at you with sad puppy look on her face. "Please don't leave Y/n, we can't have a picnic without you there, please, please, please y/n." Mitsuri said while begging you to go on a picnic with your friends, you were about to say no, but your friends gave you the sad puppy look on their faces. "Please come with us for only today's picnic, y/n." The Hashira said. You can't handle looking at the sad puppy look, so you gave in, and you said. "*sighs* Fine, I will go on a picnic with you all, but it's just for today."

*Timeskip, in the hills*

You're starting to regret about going for a picnic a little bit, but you are just having a peaceful time for the rest of your life, not only that but you also play with Gyomei's pet kitten, a few minutes later, it's lunchtime, everyone brought their picnic meals, but you didn't bring it with you. Mitsuri looked at you in confusion "Uhh Y/n, where is your picnic meal???" Mitsuri asked. "Well you see Mitsuri, it's just that I didn't bring it with me because I can't find it anywhere." You said while looking at the ground. But then, there's a round plate sitting in front of you, and it's filled with the Hashira's different favorite foods. "Y/n, we don't want you to hungry of not bringing your picnic meal, so we decided to share some of our favorite food in a round plate for you." Iguro said while looking at you. "But, why would you all do that for me???" You asked while looking at the Hashira. "Well, it's because you have been helping us with understanding of being there for your friends and family, and you never gave up on all of the hard work you have done helping us, and that's why we decided that we shall return the favor and help you, right everyone???" Tengen explained everything while looking at the rest of the Hashira, they all nodded their heads, you looked at your friends with a surprise look, but swapped with a smile on your face. "Great, thanks everyone, well then, let's dig in." You said while everyone nodded and started eating their food properly.

The End

[trancylovecraft]

I'm bored and curious so imma just ask : let's say you have to choose one of the yandere/yandere scenarios you've written for, which one would you choose to be a darling off ? Wether you choose if ya want to escape or stay is your decision and all, but who would you choose and why ?

Actually in love with this ask-

Well out of all the scenarios and headcannons I've written, I'd say theres like- A BUNCHH OF CONTENDERS AND THEY'RE ALL HORRID TO LIVE WITH.

AOEX for instance would have the absolute manipulative and controlling horrors of Lucifer and Mephisto, Both of them being absolutely nightmarish to deal with, Lucifer's unbearable delusions and Mephisto being.. Well, Mephisto. Arthur and Shiro, While much more preferable to the formers are still overbearing and basically impossible to escape from.

KNY would have Kokushibo and Muzan and I'm just gonna say it, I would not be getting out of there and I'd be treated horribly by both of them😭😭 Those mf's cannot have any chill. I'd prefer Mitsuri, Even though I headcannon her to be delusional and protective she'd still treat me good 😤

JJK would have Gojo and Sukuna (Havent got reqs for them but I do have WIPS) and yeah im not dealing with neither, i would not survive, my weak ass would instantly combust if i got anywhere near either of them if they didn't somehow kill me first :(

So if I'd have to pick one outta the horrorshow, It would probably be Shiro Fujimoto if it was platonic! Because as much as my guy is a paranoid and over-protective mf, I'd still get some freedom and be treated rather well. Like I would stay with the guy because lets be honest here.. This mans growin old and we all know he's gonna be turned into a fry up as soon as satan rolls around 🥴

If it was romantic I'd pick Mitsuri because she would treat me well too like omfgsfds. as much as she would be delusional and protective i wholeheartedly believe that she would be harmless if i just stay (not that i'd want to leave, i love mitsuri.) So she'd be easy to deal with in general and she'd give me my freedom! 💘���

thanks for the ask! :D

-Trancy M. Lovecraft

[theyanderespecialist]

Another Gosh Darn Tie (I WILL NOT GIVE UP!) Next up is Yandere Tengen Uzui X Adult Female Tanjiro! And 2 more votes!!

[gothicxreylover]

I saw that you write Yandere and Demon Slayer and I was wondering if I could request how the yandere Hashira (if you don’t want to do them all then just Sanemi, Rengoku and Gyomei) would react to a darling who was abused in their past making them extremely skittish? The reader is very timid and is always on edge. How would the Hashira deal with such a delicate s/o?

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Hello thank you for your request!I couldn’t help myself and write every hashiras that I could remember. I was going to put pictures but tumblr takes forever to upload them and this is my second time trying to publish the story.

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Kyojuro Rengoku

Kyojuro Rengoku was a force of nature, his passionate energy filling every room he entered. But when he met you, he immediately recognized a fragility that made him pause. Your timid, skittish demeanor reminded him of a small bird, wings battered by life but still longing to fly. It broke his heart to see how on edge you were, how you flinched at the slightest noise or avoided eye contact when someone raised their voice.

Kyojuro’s instinct was to protect you with the same fire that burned in his heart. At first, he struggled to reign in his usual exuberance, afraid that his enthusiasm might frighten you. Instead of his usual booming greetings, he softened his tone, speaking to you with a gentleness that surprised even himself.

“You’re safe now,” he said one evening, his amber eyes glowing warmly as he knelt before you. “No matter what happened before, I swear on my life, I’ll never let anyone hurt you again.”

Kyojuro’s yandere tendencies emerged in the way he began to involve himself in every aspect of your life. He took it upon himself to ensure you were always comfortable and protected, but his protective nature soon became overbearing. He insisted on accompanying you everywhere, refusing to leave your side even for a moment.

“You don’t need to go alone,” he said one morning as you prepared to run a simple errand. “What if something happens? I’d never forgive myself. I’ll come with you!”

Despite his intensity, Kyojuro’s love for you was genuine. He constantly reassured you with his words and actions, doing everything he could to help you feel safe. When you were overwhelmed, he would sit beside you, his warmth radiating like a comforting fire.

“Breathe with me,” he’d say, taking slow, steady breaths. His large hands would gently cover yours, grounding you in his presence. “That’s it. You’re doing so well.”

On nights when your nightmares were too much to bear, he’d stay awake with you, his voice steady and soothing as he told stories of his childhood or recited encouraging words.

“You are strong,” he would say, his hand resting lightly on your shoulder. “You’ve been through so much, but you’re still here. That’s what matters.”

And while his obsessive need to protect you might have been suffocating at times, Kyojuro’s warmth and unwavering devotion slowly began to replace the shadows of your past with the light of his love.

Muichiro Tokito

Muichiro Tokito was quiet and detached, often lost in his thoughts. But when he met you, something in him shifted. He couldn’t quite explain it, but the sight of your timid, skittish behavior stirred a protective instinct within him that he hadn’t known he possessed.

At first, he observed you from afar, his sharp eyes taking in every detail. He noticed how you avoided crowds, how your hands trembled when someone spoke too loudly, and how you kept your back to the wall as if bracing for an attack. The realization that someone had hurt you ignited a quiet fury in his heart.

Muichiro’s approach was subtle. He began inserting himself into your life, offering his help in small, unobtrusive ways. He’d appear out of nowhere when you needed assistance, his calm presence soothing your frayed nerves.

“Don’t worry,” he said one day when you hesitated to walk down a crowded street. “I’ll stay with you. No one will bother you while I’m here.”

His yandere tendencies revealed themselves in his possessiveness. Muichiro hated the idea of you being vulnerable to anyone else. He began following you, not out of mistrust but out of an overwhelming need to protect you. If anyone approached you, his soft voice would turn cold, his expression unreadable as he intervened.

“Leave them alone,” he’d say flatly, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. The threat was clear, even if unspoken.

In private, Muichiro was softer. He would sit with you in silence, his presence steady and grounding. When you struggled to sleep, he would stay by your side, his voice quiet as he reassured you.

“I’m here,” he’d whisper, his pale eyes fixed on you. “Nothing can hurt you anymore. I won’t let it.”

Though his possessiveness sometimes made you uneasy, Muichiro’s quiet devotion slowly began to ease your fears. His calm presence was a balm to your restless heart, and in his company, you started to believe that safety was possible.

Gyomei Himejima

Gyomei Himejima’s towering presence was both intimidating and comforting. Despite his immense strength, he carried himself with a quiet gentleness that set him apart. When he met you, he immediately sensed the weight of your past. Your hesitance, your downcast eyes, and the way you flinched at sudden noises all spoke volumes to him.

Gyomei didn’t ask about your past—he believed you would share it when you were ready. Instead, he focused on creating a safe and peaceful environment for you. He spoke in a soft, soothing tone, his words laced with a deep compassion that made it hard not to trust him.

“You’ve been hurt,” he said one day, his voice filled with quiet sorrow. “But you are not alone anymore. I will protect you, no matter what.”

Gyomei’s yandere tendencies emerged in the form of an all-encompassing protectiveness. He couldn’t bear the thought of you being in danger, and his solution was to keep you close. He rarely let you out of his sight, justifying it as ensuring your safety.

“You’re precious to me,” he explained one evening as you sat together under the stars. “I cannot allow anything to harm you—not even your memories.”

Gyomei’s actions were always gentle, but his determination was unshakable. He eliminated anything that caused you distress, sometimes without you even realizing it. A neighbor who spoke harshly to you would mysteriously stop visiting. A place that brought back bad memories would quietly become off-limits.

In moments of fear or doubt, Gyomei was your rock. He would sit beside you, his large hands enveloping yours as he prayed for your peace. His deep voice was a constant source of reassurance.

“You are stronger than you know,” he said one night when you confided in him about your fears. “And I will be your strength until you find your own. Together, we will overcome this.”

Though his protectiveness sometimes bordered on overbearing, Gyomei’s love was pure and unwavering. In his care, you began to feel the cracks in your heart mend, each moment with him a step closer to healing.

Mitsuri Kanroji

Mitsuri Kanroji had always been a warm and loving person, her affection a beacon of light for those around her. When she met you, however, her love took on an entirely new depth. You were quiet and timid, always on edge, and it broke her heart to see the fear in your eyes. She couldn’t bear the thought of someone hurting you in the past—and she vowed to never let anyone hurt you again.

At first, Mitsuri’s boundless energy overwhelmed you. Her bright, bubbly personality and tendency to throw herself into hugs made you flinch, though you tried to hide it. The moment she noticed, her heart shattered. She pulled back immediately, hands clasped to her chest, her eyes wide with concern.

“I’m so sorry!” she exclaimed, her voice trembling. “I didn’t mean to scare you! I just—oh, I just want to make you feel loved!”

From that day on, Mitsuri did her best to be gentle around you. She toned down her energy, approaching you slowly and speaking in soft, reassuring tones. She showered you with compliments, constantly reminding you of how wonderful you were.

“You’re so brave,” she said one evening, her eyes glistening with emotion. “I don’t know what you’ve been through, but I know you’re stronger than you think. And I’ll do everything I can to make you feel safe.”

Her yandere tendencies manifested in her clinginess. Mitsuri couldn’t stand being away from you, even for a moment. She followed you everywhere, her presence comforting but sometimes overwhelming. If you tried to leave without her, she’d tear up, her lower lip trembling.

“Please don’t go without me,” she’d plead, her voice quivering. “I’ll protect you, I promise. I can’t bear the thought of you getting hurt again.”

Though her possessiveness could be suffocating, Mitsuri’s love was genuine. She wanted nothing more than to see you smile without fear shadowing your expression. At night, when you had trouble sleeping, she would sit by your side, her voice soft and soothing as she hummed a lullaby.

“You’re safe now,” she whispered, her hand gently brushing yours. “I’ll protect you no matter what. I love you more than anything.”

And as her arms wrapped around you, holding you close, you couldn’t help but feel the warmth of her devotion melting away the lingering cold of your past.

Shinobu Kocho

Shinobu Kocho’s sharp intellect and gentle demeanor made her an enigma. To most, she appeared kind and composed, but there was an intensity in her gaze that often went unnoticed. When she met you, it didn’t take long for her to notice your skittishness. The way you flinched at sudden movements, the haunted look in your eyes—it all painted a picture she didn’t need you to explain.

Shinobu approached you carefully, her voice always soft and her movements deliberate. She never asked about your past directly; instead, she offered a safe space for you to exist without judgment.

“You don’t have to tell me anything,” she said one evening as the two of you sat together in the garden. “But if you ever feel ready, I’m here to listen.”

Her kindness made you feel at ease, but Shinobu’s yandere tendencies began to show in the way she subtly controlled your environment. She ensured you were always within her line of sight, often under the guise of concern. If someone upset you, she’d smile sweetly at them, but her eyes glinted with a cold promise.

“Do be careful,” she’d say with a honeyed tone, her smile never wavering. “It would be such a shame if something unfortunate happened.”

Though her possessiveness was subtle, it was unyielding. Shinobu began isolating you from anyone she deemed unworthy of your trust, all while making it seem like she was doing it for your benefit. She justified it as protecting you from harm, but deep down, she relished being the only one you relied on.

At night, when the memories of your past crept in and left you trembling, Shinobu was there. She’d sit beside you, her presence steady and calming as she gently stroked your hair.

“Breathe,” she whispered, her voice like a balm. “You’re safe now. I won’t let anything hurt you.”

Though her obsession sometimes showed through the cracks of her carefully maintained facade, Shinobu’s love for you was undeniable. She would do anything to keep you safe—even if it meant taking drastic measures.

And as the days turned into weeks, you found yourself leaning on her more and more, her soothing words and unwavering presence slowly teaching you what it meant to feel safe. Little did you know, Shinobu was already planning a future where you would never need anyone but her.

Giyu Tomioka

Giyu Tomioka had always been an enigma, his quiet demeanor keeping others at arm’s length. But with you, it was different. You were his solace, the person who reminded him that even someone like him could feel alive. He noticed your skittish nature the moment he met you. The way your eyes darted to every shadow, the way you flinched at sudden movements—it was painfully familiar to him.

It wasn’t until much later, after earning your hesitant trust, that he pieced together the story behind your fear. The bruises of the past lingered not on your skin, but in the way you carried yourself, the way you recoiled when someone raised their voice. It ignited a quiet storm within him—a need to protect you, to ensure no one ever hurt you again.

Giyu didn’t talk much about your past; he knew you weren’t ready to share. Instead, he let his actions speak for him. He ensured your home was secure, often checking the locks multiple times before leaving. He began accompanying you everywhere, his presence silent but steadfast. Whenever you startled, his calm voice would ground you.

“You’re safe,” he would murmur, his eyes soft yet intense. “No one will harm you while I’m here.”

But Giyu’s protectiveness slowly evolved into something darker. The thought of you being hurt or frightened because of someone else was unbearable. He began eliminating anyone who dared to disturb your peace. A rude merchant? Gone. A stranger who looked at you the wrong way? They vanished without a trace.

One evening, you noticed his knuckles were bruised, and his haori smelled faintly of blood. When you asked, his response was clipped. “It’s nothing. Just… doing what I must to keep you safe.”

Despite his intensity, Giyu was careful around you. He would never raise his voice or make sudden movements. At night, when you woke from nightmares, trembling and panicked, he would sit beside you, his hand hovering over yours as if afraid to frighten you further.

“Sleep,” he’d whisper. “I’m here. Nothing will hurt you ever again.”

And though his possessiveness grew stronger with each passing day, so did his gentleness. For Giyu, you were his world—a fragile treasure he’d guard with his life, even if it meant losing himself in the process.

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Sanemi Shinazugawa was a storm of anger and raw emotion, his demeanor sharp and abrasive. But when he met you, something in him shifted. He noticed the way you flinched at loud noises, the way you shrank into yourself when someone raised their voice. At first, it frustrated him—not because of you, but because he recognized the signs of someone who had been hurt.

It wasn’t in Sanemi’s nature to tread carefully, but for you, he tried. His voice, usually harsh and biting, softened around you. He kept his distance at first, knowing that his intensity might frighten you. But the more he saw of your skittish behavior, the more his protective instincts kicked in.

“Who did this to you?” he demanded one day, his voice trembling with barely suppressed rage. You didn’t answer, tears welling in your eyes instead. He backed off immediately, running a hand through his hair in frustration. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to—damn it.”

Sanemi’s way of helping was blunt and straightforward. He wouldn’t coddle you, but he would never let you feel unsafe again. He made sure to be the first to step in if anyone so much as looked at you the wrong way. His yandere tendencies began to show when he started following you—at first from a distance, then more overtly.

“You don’t need to go out alone,” he said gruffly. “It’s not safe.”

He didn’t care if you protested. Your safety was more important than your independence, as far as he was concerned. And if anyone dared to mention your past or even hint at hurting you again, Sanemi’s wrath was swift and merciless.

One night, you overheard him talking to someone outside—a low, threatening growl in his voice. “If I ever see you near them again, you won’t live to regret it.” The next day, that person was gone, and Sanemi acted as if nothing had happened.

Despite his rough edges, Sanemi showed you his softer side in private moments. When you were too afraid to sleep, he’d sit beside you, his hand hovering protectively near yours.

“You’re safe,” he’d say, his voice uncharacteristically gentle. “I won’t let anything happen to you. Not while I’m around.”

Though his possessiveness sometimes frightened you, it was clear that Sanemi’s love for you ran deep. He would destroy the world for you if it meant you’d never have to feel afraid again. And in his own clumsy, fierce way, he began to teach you what safety and love could feel like.

Obanai Iguro

Obanai had always been quiet in his obsession with you. His sharp eyes followed your every move, not because he mistrusted you, but because he couldn’t bear the idea of you slipping through his fingers. When he learned of your past, it wasn’t from your lips—you were far too guarded for that. Instead, it was through subtle clues: your flinch when someone raised their hand too quickly, the way you hesitated to speak, and the haunted look in your eyes when you thought no one was watching.

Obanai didn’t confront you outright. He knew that his intensity might scare you. Instead, he created a cocoon of safety around you. At first, it was small things: warning others to keep their distance, subtly nudging you into situations where you had control, and keeping Kaburamaru curled around your wrist, his comforting weight a silent reminder that you weren’t alone.

But his yandere tendencies began to creep in. Obanai grew increasingly possessive, unwilling to let you out of his sight. When you flinched at the approach of an unfamiliar man in the market, Obanai acted swiftly, his hand tightening on your arm as his mismatched eyes glared daggers at the man.

“Don’t worry,” he whispered, his voice soft but tinged with malice. “I’ll never let anyone hurt you again. Not even the memory of them.”

Over time, he began to isolate you, justifying it as protecting you from a cruel world. Yet, there were moments when his tenderness shone through—quiet nights where he held your trembling hand, his voice barely above a whisper as he promised that you were safe with him.

Tengen Uzui and His Wives

Tengen’s home was a whirlwind of noise, laughter, and affection. But when you arrived—a timid, skittish presence in the midst of their vibrancy—everything changed. The flamboyant Sound Hashira and his wives were not blind to your pain, and the cracks in your demeanor didn’t go unnoticed.

Makio was the first to grow protective. Her sharp eyes and sharper tongue were quick to cut down anyone who made you uncomfortable. “Don’t look at them like that,” she snapped at a vendor one day, stepping in front of you. “You’re lucky I don’t smash your stall for that glare.” Her fiery nature sometimes frightened you, but she always softened her tone when speaking to you.

Suma was more emotional, often crying on your behalf. “Why didn’t anyone protect you?” she’d wail, clinging to your hand. Though her clinginess could be overwhelming, she was also the first to notice when you needed comfort, holding you close in her arms and whispering reassurances.

Hina, ever the calm and nurturing presence, took charge of creating a safe space for you. She ensured you had quiet moments away from the chaos, always bringing you tea or sitting beside you in silence when words felt like too much.

And then there was Tengen. His flamboyant nature made you nervous at first, his booming laughter and confident stride overwhelming. But he adapted quickly, learning to temper his energy around you. His protectiveness, however, was unmatched. When he learned of your past, his usual playful grin vanished, replaced with an icy determination.

“They’ll never touch you again,” he said, his voice low but seething with anger. “I’ll make sure of it. You’re part of our family now, and no one messes with what’s mine.”

His yandere tendencies revealed themselves in his need to control every aspect of your life. He forbade you from venturing out alone and assigned his wives to accompany you wherever you went. Though the intensity of their protection could be suffocating, it was impossible to doubt their love for you.

One night, as the five of you sat around the hearth, Tengen spoke softly, a rare moment of vulnerability in his voice. “You’re more precious to us than you know. Whatever you’ve been through, we’ll erase it with a lifetime of love. That’s a promise.”

And in that moment, surrounded by their unwavering devotion, you felt a flicker of hope that maybe, just maybe, you could heal.

[animeyanderelover]

@lucyrose9820 asked: Kyojuro, Mitsuri, Sanemi, Kaneki, Touka and Sebastian with a darling who has a siamese cat who is a bit aggressive except with the s/o?

Tw: Yandere themes, jealousy, protective behavior,delusional mindset, paranoia, abduction

Tags: @lovley-valentine7 @chxxz @leveyani @flaming-vulpix @naeho @kanaosprotector

S/o owns an aggressive Siamese cat

Sebastian Michaelis

🐈‍⬛We all know how Sebastian feels about your little companion who lives in your house. He adores the cat with their gorgeous blue eyes, soft fur and cute paws. The aggression the cat occasionally shows towards him doesn't even face him in the least bit as he annoys your little friend by picking them up, cuddling them and petting their body. He uses your cat as a little excuse to spend more time in your own house and for once he isn't completely deceiving you. Of course he uses your feline as an excuse to spend more time with you by offering to look after them when you have work to do or by helping you when it comes to buying food. The fact remains that Sebastian has a soft spot for cats though so the fact that you own one makes everything even better. He definitely brings cat toys over for your cat and tries to play with your cat they are in the mood for it. He always has a calm smile on his face even when the little one uses their claws on him as seemingly nothing about your cat can anger him. He's even proud about the fact that your cat is never aggressive around you. You really are a natural with cats, aren't you~?

Ken Kaneki

🔲​You've been worried sick for your cat the moment Kaneki abducted you and begged and shouted at him to let them stay with you. Your angry words instantly trigger his paranoia as he hastily apologizes before he scurries away to retrieve your cat for you. When he returns, your cat is busily clawing at him, clearly unhappy as they hiss at the stranger who just took them. With your cat now at least present in your life, you seem to be a bit happier which is better for Kaneki's mental health. Even whilst you are abducted he wants to make you happy and if he can be useful for you by buying all things you need for your gorgeous cat and can additionally make you happy, he definitely latches onto this chance. It's obvious that the cat doesn't like him though as if clearly knowing what he did as he tries to get them to like him at least a bit. You'd like him if your cat would like him after all. So he wastes hours getting scratched before his minor wounds heal all whilst attempting to get your cat to like him. Sometimes he is jealous though when he watches you being all affectionate with your cat. Please give him some pets too.

Touka Kirishima

🟪​As long as your pet isn't a bird because this lady has a confirmed phobia of birds, Touka can accept the fact that you have a cat as your companion. She's never had any pet before in her life so as much as she probably doesn't want to admit it, she has besides some very basic knowledge not much of a clue what a cat probably needs. Honestly, initially she is a bit warily around your Siamese cat because of their more aggressive behavior at times because she is worried that you might get hurt. Touka is a bit overprotective after all despite her not willing to admit this so easily so she'd be pretty pissed if your cat were to hurt you due to their slightly more aggressive personality. She slowly drops her more cautious behavior when she realises that your cat is a ball of fur and sweetness around you though. She doesn't mind if the cat stays in her apartment for a short amount of time but she isn't willing to keep your little friend for longer periods of time with her just yet because she doesn't want them to scratch at her furniture. Also, your cat should ever be brought to Anteiku she will keep a close eye on them so that they don't accidentally find the unofficial pet of her workplace, the bird Hetare.

Rengoku Kyojuro

🔥​His reaction is all benign when he gets to hear that you are raising a pretty feline within your home. As your lover he obviously sees it as his duties to also look after your pet too and he stomps into this new duty he assigned to himself with unmatched enthusiasm. Sometimes it is honestly a bit painful to watch Rengoku because he is so set on getting the cat to like him that he tends to ignore the signs of the animal that they are uncomfortable and feel threatened yet he keeps that smile on his face even if your little friends swats after him with their claws. Honestly, his straightforward actions when it comes to your cat really remind you of how he went on about courting you. You're always feeling a bit guilty though when your cat gets aggressive ans scratches him but he laughs it off and reassures you that it isn't bad. You have a fierce, little friend with you. Now, obviously it would be different if it wouldn't be him getting all scratched up but you in which case Kyojuro would be very set on removing the cat from your home. He wouldn't allow you to keep someone close who hurts you in any way after all.

Kanroji Mitsuri

💓​She is squealing the first time you bring her home and she sees your pet. They're so cute! Can she cuddle with them? Mitsuri adores your cat because they are so adorable and fluffy and she just wants to pet them all day. Mitsuri isn't really scared of your Siamese cat and their slightly more aggressive behavior but she definitely feels sadder over time. Your cat seems to be quite attached to you but her attempts to pet your cat or get closer to them don't really seem to work. Is she doing something wrong? She just wants your cat to like her too because they are precious to you yet nothing she does helps her. She's acting sillily sad, especially when your cat hisses at her and tells her clearly that they don't appreciate Mitsuri gushing over them and trying to touch them. She never hates your cat for their behavior though because she can see how much you love your pet and how much they appreciate you in return too. The only thing she is a tad bit worried about is their occasional aggressive personality. She wouldn't want others or you to get hurt because of this slight aggression your cat sometimes shows.

Shinazugawa Sanemi

🌪️​Is it silly to get in constant fights with your cat? Because if it is, prepare for the pettiest scene you could have in your house as the Wind Hashira constantly bickers with your pet. Sanemi is already a pretty aggressive individual to the people around you yet this apparently even extends to your freaking cat! They don't like him and they make that pretty obvious and Sanemi in return dislikes them equally as much. He could swear that this thing is giving him some attitude and he does not appreciate it as it constantly claws at him or meows loudly if he tries to be affectionate in front of you. Sometimes he seems to realise how ridiculous he is behaving by cussing and insulting an animal who just gives him a bored look in return before it walks over to you for cuddles. Worst is that sometimes you refer to Sanemi as your cat in human form since both share some aggressive traits. Not only is he worried about you mentioning your cat's aggressive traits but also somewhat humiliated that you actually compare him to your cat. He tries his best to not lash out with your cat when you're around as he just gives them a silent death stare as they hiss at him and show their teeth.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Can I request Hashira women x Male reader where the reader likes to play video games and ignores them

Obsessive Gamer Reader | Yandere Demon Slayer

You’re a real gamer! Eyes and mind locked into your game it’s easy to ignore the nagging of your partner. Whether you’re genuinely annoyed with them or you don’t do it purposely, you’re depriving them of the most important thing. You. Its definitely going to cause them to retaliate:

Mitsuri Kanroji

“Honey I’m ready to go out! What about you?”

Being met with silence doesn’t feel right to her

It makes her nervous

But she’ll try again

“Uhm babe? Babe? Honey?”

At this point she’s near tears hearing you call out to your teammates and still ignore her

She can’t blame you

No never!

It’s obviously that horrid game 

With of ease she’ll skillfully smash your monitor or even slice it

“No worries, (Y/n) I’ll save you from it’s evil!”

Then she’s scooping you up and depending on your reaction she’s going with her original plan

If the spell is not broken and you angrily lash out at her

She’s grabbing you and putting you in timeout

Most like ropes while she stages an in-home dinner date

“Open wide my love! We’ll have to get that evil spell out of you!” 

Shinobu Kocho

“(Y/n) you left your unfinished laundry in the hallway. We’ve spoken about it and I’m sure you don’t want my name embroidered in all your clothes.”

“Uh I’ll pick it up later.”

You speaking buys you time

But not for long

She’s closer this time standing above you with her usual blank smile on her face

If you ignore her again you’ll regret it

“(Y/n). Get off the game.”

You truly will regret it but not now

She’ll let you keep playing while she prepares to punish you

Happily angrily branding a syringe probably a paralytic drug

You’ll look up notice her sheer blood lust before she stabs it into your veins

Watching as you curl in on yourself by a slight stinging pain

But no worries she’ll prop you up so that you can watch as she easily finds the IP addresses of your teammates 

Turning on the mic as she says them

Waiting until they all report and unfriend you

Deleting your save files and your gaming account

Before destroying your gaming console all in front of you

“I thought I taught you not to ignore me. It will never end well for you.”

[crazytea5]

I have a question and a request. Could I request platonic yandere lamia Mitsuri x reader again? I was just wondering if that was something I could do.

Of course you can, I messed up last time but ill learn from my mistakes, also if anything and I mean ANYTHING is spelt wrong please tell me because I'm using both my iPad and computer so chances are there's a lot of spelling mistakes! also im gonna add an extra yandere to make it a small bit better but i might just release another part were its just Mitsuri.

You where in your bedroom reading a brand new book your parents got you today because its your....BIRTHDAY! You and your family were happy that you are finally 12 years old, you suddenly hear a scream and you rush downstairs not knowing this would be the worst mistake in your WHOLE life. You left your book on your futon and go downstairs and find the worst thing you could imagine. You found your family dead on the floor, blood splattered EVERYWHERE. You started shaking in fear and you started hearing a strange hissing noise until everything went dark. You woke up on a pink futon with green pillows and 3 black and white striped blankets. You noticed a chain on your leg, there were bookshelves beside a door at the othe side of the room, "Reader~ Are you up yet?" A female voice said. A male voice was quick to respond "Chances are They are already awake." He sounded quiet. "Obanai! We dont know that yet!~" The female voice said. "Mitsuri, im only helping you because then i get the child." The male voice Obanai responds. "Your no fun...They are up!" Mitsuri says happily. “Hello little one.” Obanai says, you take in their appearance, they look to be half snake half human like. Mitsuri suddenly hugs you, and ever since that day you’ve lived in their small house that’s hidden in a forest that you aren’t allowed to leave…..

EVER.

[platonicyanderepanic]

I have a request to make. Platonic yandere mitsuri, shinobu and tengen with a child reader who always seems to have music playing around them, like the music just plays and changes depending on the event or situation that’s happening in the moment, basically like calm music plays when nothing interesting is happening and fighting music plays during well fights or arguments (look up the berserk ost for an example)

Sorry this is so short mate, my brain is not working for me-

•Uzui loves this about you, he loved being able to know how you feel about what’s going on by what he hears. He is the sound hashira, and this just makes him more convinced you are truly his kid.

•Shinobu is so so very confused, it makes no sense to her. What is going on with you, what are you? What is she saying, she doesn’t mind. She loves sitting with you, and listening the the way your music sounds, it’s insane but it’s amazing.

•Mitsuri was so happy when she heard it. It’s amazing and she loves it like she loves everything about you. Your amazing and beautiful in every way.

[mitsuris-writing]

It’s So Insane The Things We Do In The Name Of Love~

Warnings: Yandere Mitsuri, Blood, Murder.

Reader: Gender-neutral.

You were training at the butterfly mansion that’s when someone came up to you, “H-Hey, Y/N w-would you like to go out with me sometime..?” They said with a red face “Oh, sure.” You smiled at them. “R-Really..!” “Mhm.” You two discussed that the date would be later. You finished up with training and went to your room in the butterfly masnion.

An hour before the date you got a knock on your door. You opened it to see who was knocking but no one was there, you looked around for a second before noticing there was a note on the floor, you bent down and picked it up and went back into your room to read it closing the door behind you and walking over to your bed to sit down. The note said:

Y/N.

I never wanted to go on a date with you I was only told to ask you out by one of my friends I honestly think you’re a terrible person never talk to me again.

You were heartbroken.. you thought this person actually liked you.. you started crying until you heard another knock on your door you quickly wiped your face with your sleeve before getting up from your bed and answering the door.

You got up and walked over to the door once you opened it you saw Mitsuri who was smiling brightly though her smile quickly went away when she saw your face “Are you alright..?” She asked “Mhm! I’m fine don’t worry.” You replied not wanting to worry her. “Who hurt your feelings.” “No one did don’t worry!” “It wasn’t a question, tell me.” Mitsuri’s face expression was terrifying she’s never been this angry.. yeah she’d get angry from time to time but you’ve never seen her this angry before..

“Fine.. it was *****” After you told her she immediately left with the same smile on her face that she had when she saw you. You watched her walk her away with a confused expression.

Mitsuri POV

After hearing who hurt my love I immediately left to take revenge I already knew who did it without asking them but I just wanted to make sure that I was right.

While walking over to *****’s room I was stopped by someone… it was Obanai “Mitsuri, where were you? I was worried..” I didn’t answer him and kept walking he ended up following me which I didn’t appreciate at all.. { I can’t hurt him.. but he’s being annoying.. } I thought to myself “Obanai, could you stop following me.” “But-” “Leave me alone.” He walked away but kept staring at me.. I feel like he knew what I was going to do..

Once I finally got to the room I knocked on the door, they answered the door and I immediately pushed them over and walked into the room good thing that no one was in the room. Since I didn’t have my sword with me I walked past the kitchen on my way here and grabbed a knife, I hide it in my uniform so no one would see it. I pulled the knife out of my uniform and pointed it at them “Why did you hurt Y/N.” “YOURE DOING THIS OVER THEM??? YOU FUCKING PSYCHO??!!” “Answer the fucking question.” “I DID IT BECAUSE THEY’RE FUCKING WORTHLESS AND DONT FUCKING DESERVE LO-”

They were getting annoying.. so I stabbed them with the knife more then once.. it was fun.. maybe I’ll do this every time someone hurts Y/N.. maybe I should tell Y/N that I did this! I bet they’ll be happy about it! But what if they tell someone about it.. “Oh.. there’s blood on me.. maybe I should clean this up before doing anything else.” I spoke out loud and then I heard walking towards the room.. the door handle moved my eyes widened but..

It was Y/N..? { Why are they here.. they’ll see what I did oh no… no, no, no… Y/N go away…!? } before they fully walked into the room I quickly picked up the body and hid with it in the closet and stayed as quiet as possible.. I stayed in there for an hour or two before I heard them leave and close the door. I exited the closet quietly before remembering I left the room bloody..

I went over to where the blood should’ve been but.. it was clean? { Did Y/N clean it? Is that why they were in here for so long? } That’s when I heard a noise behind me “So you were the one that hurt them?” I’ve heard that voice I could never forget it “Y/N?”