#yandere part 6

[princelylove]

Synopsis: In which Enrico Pucci has some thoughts on his situation.

Warnings: Directly quoting the bible, general yandere content, spoilers for part three + six

Enrico tapped his finger on his own arm, unsure of what to do.

Ever since he met you, he’s been distracted.

Two.

He thought of what was written for him- what could only be written with the intent for him to see- and only grew more frustrated with himself. What was he doing here? What was his plan? What was his goal?

“He must be someone who can control his desires. Someone without a lust for power, honor, wealth, or sexual gratification. He must be someone who puts the laws of God before the laws of humans. Will I, DIO, meet someone like this one day?”

‘What a disgusting display,’ he thought to himself. Everything he was doing in this moment, every single one of his feelings, was a plague. It was a disease upon his very nature, the man he must be, yet he persisted. His mind turned traitor. 

Three.

Enrico often wondered what you were doing instead of handling the task at hand. He never understood Perla in his youth, despite supporting and loving most of her decisions. He had never been in love before. It seemed… silly. Frivolous. Like it was just something to pass the time, or something to keep humans from going extinct.

He would just say his feelings are fond. Affection is different from love. So is adoration, so is admiration. Enrico doesn’t know how to place his feelings for you. 

Perhaps it was best to leave them unspoken.

Five.

He made a promise, once. A vow. His feelings on the matter are insignificant. He was to continue DIO’s plan- at all costs. He wasn’t feeling love, he was feeling lust- and he is no sinner. 

Oh, if only he were that type of man. That isn’t the truth. Truthfully, he’s fine with sinning. Using the argument of sin against his wants was futile. It’s all just a means to an end. He would sin if he truly needed to- he has and Enrico will, again. His morals aren’t a part of this equation and, to be honest, they never will be.

He would have to find something else to discourage his thoughts of you.

Seven.

He thought of Psalm 23. 

“The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.”

DIO was all he needed. It’s asinine to think otherwise. 

“He makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.”

Perhaps he was wrong. Perhaps this is what DIO wanted- to test him.

“Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.”

DIO has never led him astray. DIO has never failed him. Even in death. 

“You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; you anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows.”

Or perhaps this is exactly what his lord wanted for him. Something for good behavior- a reward for his loyalty. For his continuous struggle. 

“Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life, and I shall dwell in the house of the Lord forever.” 

Yes- that’s exactly it. Of course it is. This is the little bit of indulgence Enrico will ever get in his entire life. It’s just puppy love. It’ll go away. Surely he just needs to embrace it, and it’ll leave him. His obsession-, no, his infatuation would eventually pass, as all infatuations do. He’s merely fixated on your beauty like any other would be. You’re like something in the Louvre- something to be admired from afar and never to really touch. 

Eleven.

Love is not an option for Enrico Pucci. He only has one calling, and he loves Him like he loves God.

He will not have another- he cannot have another, regardless of the type of love, and the intensity. He has no family, as far as he’s concerned. He’s too old to have a crush.

He’s a failure to his Lord if he cannot meet the prerequisites set by Him. It was right there DIO’s diary- DIO needed someone who wouldn’t succumb to foolish urges such as love. 

With DIO’s death, it’s too late for Him to bet on another player. Enrico must do what he has to do. In Heaven, he’ll find love. He’ll find you again in eternal paradise. 

But admiration is not a hindrance. Appreciation isn’t going to get in his way. 

Thirteen.

“Do you believe that I am able to do this?” He mutters, to no one in particular. The person it’s intended for has long since passed, but it’s almost as if the universe laughs in His place.

The thought does not comfort Enrico in the slightest.

Seventeen.

The sound of a disc being ejected from a cd player is the only sound you can make sense of. Your head feels as if it’s splitting in two, and your vision is getting blurry. 

Enrico shushes you, both of his hands firm on your shoulders, slowly trailing down to your upper arms.

“Be not afraid.”

The whirr of the disc being ejected plays again, and you feel yourself losing consciousness. 

“The thought to harm you hasn’t even crossed my mind.”

Nineteen.

[snoopledrooplecheesedoodle]

Yandere Anasui Narciso X Therapist Female reader

Yep, will do. This is before Joylene went to prison and the events of Part 6 haven't happened yet. Pucci may be mentioned. I have never been to prison and am only using what I've seen of Green Dolphin as reference. Take anything that happens with a grain of salt.

Psychosis (Yandere Anasui Narisco x Fem! Therapist reader)

Tw: Sexism, mental illness, mentions of SA, murder, Anansui, obsessive behavior and other gross and suggestive themes. DON'T READ IF YOU'RE UNDER 17 (even still you're on thin ice if you complain).

The clicking of heels rings through the prison's male section as a woman walks beside two heavily armed security guards. The Green Dolphin male ward was no place for a woman to be by herself. The inmates either made disgusting comments about her and what they want to do to her, or they cursed her out and threatened to kill her when the guards leave.

The woman in question is (Y/N) (L/N) a recent graduate of Florida State University with a master's in psychology. While rather young, (Y/N) was a very bright person recommended to the Green Dolphin Street Prison by her professor. (Y/N) was very interested in the criminal mind and its workings, so this job while not glamorous piqued her interest. Sighing to herself, (Y/N) pulled down her skirt to cover as much of her upper legs as possible. Pigs. She knew none of them would have the courage to act this way when they were in a session with an armed guard.

"Listen newbie these prisoners contain some of the vilest criminals in Florida. You'll need to toughen up because your fancy degree won't be able to protect you." The male officer on your right sneered at (Y/N). (Y/N) huffed before turning to him. "I was under the impression that at least one armed guard would be nearby during a session." The guard on her left snickered mockingly, placing a heavy hand on your shoulder. "You're a big girl, you should be able to protect yourself. Besides you ain't even that cute for no one to fu-" (Y/N) slapped the officer's hand away harshly, glaring in disgust. "You have no right to speak to me or any colleague that way." The left male officer's eyes narrowed into his puffy cheeks making him look like an angry bulldog. "You think you can speak to me bitch cause your hot shit?! I oughta beat you like your daddy should have."

The officer on the right looks away as the officer on the left closes in. To (Y/N) it became very apparent that the male officers saw no use of the female employees here and were threatened by her intelligence. She knew that they were masking their precious egos and wouldn't do anything. (Y/N) made no move to back away and looked the chubbier officer in the eyes. "You know projecting your own trauma onto others won't resolve the internal pain." The left guard's cheeks turn even redder as he pulls out his Billy Club. "Why you-!"

Before she was hit, (Y/N) calmly yet defiantly stares into the cop's eyes, he falters and snarls at the woman. "Fucking witch, what did you do to me?!" "Given you something to work on, now would you both kindly escort me to my patients or will I have to report to the warden for gross incompetence." Both prison guards grumbled something about (Y/N) being a "pretentious bitch" but (Y/N) could care less she had clients to meet.

It was turning night and (Y/N) had finished some paperwork on her latest client some blind man named Johngalli A. He refused to open up to her at all and kept staring at the wall. (Y/N) chuckles to herself about the irony of your statement before sighing...why couldn't she just be assigned to the women's ward? Well, time to go home and shower the day away.

Those bastard cops left her defenseless in the men's ward no less! (Y/N)'s heels being the only noise in the uncomfortably quiet hallway. (Y/N) darts her eyes left to right as she turns the corner. Once she gets out of the male ward she can walk to a gate! (Y/N) visibly relaxes at the sight of two guards at the front of the gate. She tenses back up as they block the gate with their faces obscured. "Is there a problem gentlemen?" (Y/N) asks the guards who stood like sentries before the gates of Hell.

"Oh, look at that it's princess, can't believe you survived your first day" cruel brown eyes stared directly into her soul. More cops with a vendetta against (Y/N), when will it end? (Y/N) huffs and tries to barge through the flesh barricade, only to be met with resistance. "What's the hurry pretty thing? We just want to get to know our coworker better right Lewis?" The second one pipes up causing Lewis to glare at him. "Shut it Darnell, just grab the girl!" Darnell shrugs before attempting to grab (Y/N), key word is attempted as (Y/N) does not want anything to do with these men. She elbows the one trying to grab her hard in the windpipe. Darnell wheezes and falls to the ground, (Y/N) pulls pepper spray out of her bag and sprays Lewis in the face. Lewis covers his eyes and falls to the floor hollering.

(Y/N) tries to make an escape when Darnell hits her in the back of the head with the butt of his rifle. (Y/N) curses Darnell for recovering quickly as she falls to the ground, black spots filling her vision. "Fuck that bitch is quick on her feet." Darnell gasps as Lewis gets back up their voices become indistinguishable, but (Y/N) sees them getting down and trying to take of her clothes. Tears bubble up as she tries to move away only to be forcefully held down. The last thing (Y/N) sees and hears however is pink hair in her peripheral vision and a scream of agony.

(Y/N) wakes up in the trauma care center with prison nurses fussing over the bruising on her arms. Some cops who weren't complete dicks found the woman lying on the floor with her blouse partially unbuttoned and bruises on her arms and the back of her head. Hanging above your unconscious form were the dead bodies of your would-be assaulters Officers Lewis McVay and Darnell Thompson. Their bodies were so horribly disfigured that officers were only identified by a DNA test.

(Y/N) was horrified at the news yes, she thought they deserved to be punished but for someone to play God to this extent makes the woman feel unnerved. Her boss wasn't completely terrible since (Y/N) was given a week off. In this time, (Y/N) couldn't get the question out of her mind. Who saved her?

Monday at 9 am sharp (Y/N) arrives to work, she won't let the trauma stop her from helping the patients. Also bills need to be paid and college debt doesn't make life any easier. The guard at the front gate greets (Y/N) as she walks into the prison. Before (Y/N) can make it to the health wing, the warden approaches with a stern look on his normally pleasant face. "Ms. (L/N) I hope your break was pleasant, I regret to inform you that an inmate has personally requested you to be their therapist." That was news for (Y/N) as she was under the impression that most of the prisoners in the male ward hated her. It filled her with a weird sense of hope that her progress might not be all in vain.

"Great just hand me his personal files and we'll get started tomorrow." The warden held his puppet Charlotte up to you and spoke through it. "You don't understand, he wants to have a session now!" Now? (Y/N) was stunned why was the warden being so pushy about it. "Alright, I still need the man's files." The warden smiled and handed the woman the manila file under his arm. "Thank you very much Miss (Y/N) you've done the right thing." (Y/N) walked off in the direction of the male ward without bothering to respond.

The male prison ward was a lot quieter with the lack of jeers from the prisoners, however there was a lingering tension in the air. Many of the male prisoners glared daggers at the therapist as she made her way towards the room where her next patient was waiting. Inhaling (Y/N) put on her best brave face and opens the door. Waiting for her with a bored expression was a flamboyantly dressed man with long pink hair. The patient's rose-colored eyes lock with (Y/N) an indecipherable look as he trails her form. The therapist also took his appearance in further as she made her way to your seat.

His attire was impractical for a prison, consisting of a mesh shirt with pink shoe prints attached to it, a purple stewardess hat with gold horns on it, and thigh high white boots trailing up to the skimpiest brown skirt she's ever seen. Sitting down in the seat, (Y/N) greets her patient without breaking eye contact. "Good morning Anasui, I am (Y/N) (L/N) your therapist. I cannot prescribe you painkillers or antidepressants, but I can recommend you to a psychiatrist if I decide it is best for you." Silence. Very well, (Y/N) thought, he must not be quite comfortable yet. "The warden told me you requested my services personally, is that correct?" Anasui stares at your mien before speaking in a baritone voice. "I did doctor." (Y/N) shakes her head as she looks sheepishly at Anasui "Oh no I'm no doctor, I can't afford to spend any more time in college."

"Interesting"

(Y/N) got uncomfortable, it felt like Anasui was the therapist not her. "Do you find my lack of a doctorate amusing Mr. Anasui?" (Y/N) switched to strict therapist voice, she needed to let him know that she won't bend to whatever he has planned for her. Anasui stands up from his seat and stalks closer to the therapist. (Y/N) maintains eye contact with the prisoner as he kneels down until their foreheads are touching. "Why are you here (Y/N)?" Anasui asks as his hot breath fans over the woman in front of him, his tourmaline eyes scanning her facial features for any trace of dishonesty. (Y/N)'s eyes narrowed as she retorted sternly. "That is none of your concern Anasui, please return to your chair." "I won't." (Y/n) furrowed her brow in frustration as Anasui seemed to only get closer. She knows not to reveal all her cards, yet she knows that Anasui will refuse to continue this session unless he's pacified.

"If you must know Anasui, I happened to get into my profession because the criminal mind fascinates me. Now would sit down so I can figure out how to help you?" (Y/N) glares at the unruly patient in front of her, Anasui pulls away and stands back up to his full height, peering down at her. Anasui scoffs before sauntering over to his chair and sitting down. (Y/N) sighs before scribbling down 'difficult patient' on her patient notes. Who could blame her for being a little petty with a criminal? "Alright Anasui how was your childhood?"

(Y/N) came out of the room weary and a bit defeated. It was difficult to get through to someone who looked at her as if she were nothing. The little she gathered about him were short normally one-word answers. However, the audacity does not end there as Anasui asked many invasive questions about the therapist's personal life. (Y/N) gave lackluster responses and it seemed to be the only time that Anasui paid any attention during their session, as she would meet his unwavering gaze greedily soaking up the answers. It was honestly quite creepy.

(Y/N) was not watching where she was going as she collided with a firm object, causing (Y/N) to fall and drop her papers everywhere. "My apologies miss (L/N), I must not have been watching where I was going." A deep yet warm voice spoke as (Y/N) looked up to be met with the prison's chaplain Enrico Pucci. The young flushed as the handsome man offered you a firm hand, pulling her up. He was quite handsome for a man of the cloth. "Oh no father it was my fault, I've been stressed with work recently." Pucci nods his head as he gives (Y/N) a knowing look. "The prisoners here can be quite difficult, but you must not let you stray from guiding these lost lambs to salvation." (Y/N) smiles gratefully at the encouragement from the priest. "Thank you, father I won't let, you down." Pucci waves as the woman walk to the canteen for your meal. She won't let Anasui best her.

Not now, not ever

Lunch was uneventful as the therapist ate in the cafeteria, none of the inmates attempted anything. Must still be afraid of what happened to the last people who tried. (Y/N) didn't mind the peace as she looked through Anasui's file in hopes of getting some information which might crack him. It said he was a lonely boy who enjoyed taking things apart and was sent to the psychiatric ward for disassembling a neighbor's car. Clearly some compulsive behavior that continued on in a disturbing way with his crime. When he caught his girlfriend in bed with another man, Anasui methodically killed and disassembled their body parts so "they'd never be together again". You would think that was the actions of a mentally ill individual, but the psychiatric analysis declared Anasui was perfectly sane. Well, there goes her appetite, however (Y/N) achieved interesting information for her next session with Anasui.

(Y/N) awoke in a cold sweat to the blare of the alarm. She had one of the most disturbing nightmares about Anasui looking down at her with rage and slicing her limbs off one by one as she bleeds to death. The inmate's furious expression frightened her as (Y/N) had never seen more than a neutral expression on the pink haired criminal's face. The woman wanted to avoid that terrible fate of choking on her own blood, so she was determined to get into Anasui's good graces. Dressing in a comfortable sweater and a nice pair of dress pants, (Y/N) applies a slight bit of makeup before walking out the door in pleather dress shoes.

Morning traffic was light as (Y/N) drove down to the prison with a (hot beverage) in hand. Florida's weather was not (Y/N)'s favorite as she felt sweat beats form on the hand holding her beverage. She just hoped the air conditioner was working in her office as she had some paperwork to do after meeting with Anasui. Crossing the bridge, (Y/N) showed her work badge to the officer in the front before driving to the employee parking lot. She was ready to deal with her unruly patient.

(Y/N) could feel the tension filling the room. Anasui refused to look at her and the only sound was the scribbling of her pen. Alright time to deploy new tactics, not looking up from her paperwork (Y/N) asks. "Anasui what's your opinion on love?" At this question, Anasui sat up straight and burned holes into the top of her head. "My opinion on love?" Anasui slowly asks as if he's not sure what (Y/N) just said. (Y/N) looks up with a sweet smile. "Yes, I would like to know how you feel about love. How have you felt it? Who you've loved?" Anasui looks at the therapist with an unreadable expression before he sighs. "I don't love anyone." (Y/N) raises an eyebrow before shaking her head. "That's not what I asked, I want to know how you feel about love. I doesn't have to be romantic or recent, just tell me about your view on love."

Anasui looks like he had been punched in the gut as he looked away from his therapist's calm yet curious expression. "I never loved my family." Anasui began looking unsure of himself as the woman in front of him gestures for him to continue. "It was nothing they did wrong, I just never really cared what happened to them. I never cared about anyone until I met her..." Anasui looks down at his boots as if contemplating how much to share. "Was she your girlfriend?" (Y/N) asked gently, a tone that surprised Anasui. Anasui nodded and looked up to meet the woman's gaze. (Y/N)'s face was warm and welcoming a contrast to the normally hard professional exterior. "What was she like?" Anasui flushed at the question as he looked up dreamily. "She was perfect. Tough yet kind, I felt like I held the world in my arms when I held her." His face softened as his eyes filled with adoration. "What changed?"

At this question Anasui's eyes filled with rage, the same rage that (Y/N) saw in her dream. "I found another man with her in her bed, fucking her right before my eyes. How could she be so shameless as to sleep with another when she was mine?!" Anasui raised his voice towards the end, vitriol filling his voice as his eyes grew dark and a blank expression came across his face. "I figured if that if she didn't love me anymore than she deserved to die. The man who led her astray had to go too." (Y/N) shivered as she tried to keep a neutral face at the prisoner's confession. His voice was measured and cold like a true killer. (Y/N) knew she had to get him out of this volatile head space, or she might be next.

"I'm sorry that you had to go through such heartbreak, love isn't always easy. I don't think you should give up on love entirely Anasui, there's always someone out there for everyone." The therapist hid the waiver in her voice as she felt ice shoot up her spine, Anasui's dead eyes gazed at her apathetically. (Y/N) jumped as Anasui appeared right in front of her caging her into her chair with his body, his gaze fixed like a predator observing its prey. How did he get up so fast?! Anasui observed the panic on (Y'N)'s face as he leaned into her face. "Do you really believe there is someone who is willing to love a monster like me? A murderer who killed two innocent people and feels no remorse?" Anasui challenged the woman in front of him, daring her to delude herself in believing that he was worthy of love.

"Yes, I believe that even murderers can find love." (Y/N) steadily stated placing her hands in her lap to hide how badly they were shaking. The man who put her in such a compromising position scared her to know end. She had dealt with many vile criminals that threatened her life but there was always anger, blazing fire in their eyes. Anasui was icy cold as nothing was displayed behind his eyes. His forehead bumped into (Y/N)'s harshly as he looked her up and down. "Could someone like you love me? Someone innocent and free from the cement walls that confine me?" (Y/N) brought her own face close enough for their noses to touch before speaking. "Yes, even innocent people can fall in love with criminals. It's up to the criminals to open themselves up to the idea of being in love though." Anasui's eyes widened at her action and words, she was tough. However, the fire in her eyes was something beautiful to experience firsthand. She cared enough to try to get through to him which means she cares.

She must love him

His eyes fill with an emotion he only held for one other person, adoration. (Y/N)'s eyes widen as Anasui plants his lips on her forehead and he pulls away smiling. She had never seen this man smile, except when he mentioned his ex. Her gut felt like it was filled with lead as Anasui takes her hands in his and speaks. "I think I'm ready to love again."

I think I'm ready to love again

What an ominous warning for what was to come. If (Y/N) could come back and warn her previous self not to take on Anasui as a patient, she would. However, it seems he was obsessed with her before even officially meeting. This obsession morphed from curiosity to some bastardized version of love. Some sick replacement for affection. (Y/N) couldn't continue this charade of being the caring therapist if it meant her life was in peril. She'd have to move to the women's ward or worst case, another prison entirely. Stirring the coffee that she obtained from the break room, (Y/N) contemplated her next move. Anasui is a dangerous man, who knows how he will react to her leaving? For now (Y/N) needed to lay low and make it perfectly clear to Anasui she did not love him at all.

"You're late." Anasui's voice held a tinge of annoyance as (Y/N) set her leather satchel down. The woman grimaces at the sign of a negative emotion, keep calm and everything will be fine. (Y/N) turned to Anasui and gave him a professional smile. "I don't think it's possible for a therapist to be late, if this concerns you, we can finish later." Anasui considers this and nods, scooting his chair in to be closer to his beloved therapist. (Y/N) pushes her own chair further away from the pink haired male, causing him to frown. "Anasui, you know I am your therapist, right?" Anasui gives her a dreamy look as he reaches out to (Y/N). "You are that and more my darling." (Y/N) recoils into herself at his lovesick eyes burn holes in her very soul. She needs to pick her next words carefully.

"As your therapist it is important that I maintain a distance from your personal life. I believe that it is wise for us to observe our relationship as patient and provider, nothing more and nothing less."

"Marry me."

"What?" The cold feeling of dread raked its icy fingers through your neck hairs, which stood at attention. Anasui's pink lips quirk into a confident smirk as he pulls a small black box out of God knows where. He opened it to reveal a modest ring with a small diamond. "I see no need to court properly as we already know so much about each other. I want you to be my wife and I will be your husband." "NO." (Y/N) shouted her calm facade quickly unraveling as Anasui approached her chair once more.

"No."

(Y/N) looks away from the towering pinkette in front of her, the room's energy becoming sharp and frigid like an icicle. (Y/N) had to stand firm now or she would never escape this monster "I can't marry my patient; besides you know nothing about me." (Y/N) thought reason would reach the seemingly logic-oriented prisoner, but he was too far gone. A rough hand gripped her chin and pulled her face to peer at his own misty-eyed stare. "You're wrong, I know more about you than even your own parents. I can treat you better than any other man so why do you refuse me." (Y/N) didn't believe him one bit.

"What's my favorite color?"

"(F/C)."

"When was I born?"

"(DOB)."

"Do I have a pet?"

"No but you've also preferred cats over dogs."

(Y/N) gasped and pushed herself further in her chair as the monster in front of her caged her in once more. This has to be a bluff, an attempt at besting her, she won't yield. "Anasui if you don't sit down, I will alert the guards." (Y/N)'s tone waivered as her eyes were wild with panic. Anasui soaks in (Y/N)'s terrified expression with a deadpan expression. "If you call the guards, I'll slaughter every last one of them. If you leave, I'll break out and find you." His eyes did not lie as he said this phrase, she were frightened. How unstable could a prisoner be to claim to love her after only a few visits?

Before (Y/N) could retort, Anasui slams his lips on hers muffling any cry for help. He took advantage of her open mouth to wriggle his pink muscle in. (Y/N) screamed into the kiss as Anasui had closed his eyes in bliss. The therapist lay limp as she let him have his way with her mouth, before he pulls away a sting of saliva connecting (Y/N) to this ravenous beast. "If you're not ready for marriage now we can court, just know that refusal can lead to the death of many." Leaning down to place open mouth kisses on her now exposed neck, leaving pink lipstick marks all over.

"What will it be (Y/N) marriage or courtship?"

[anon-imuz]

Yandere Jotaro X ex girlfriend mother of Jolyne reader

okay okay sorry for making you wait so much anon 😔😔

Pairing: Yandere! Jotaro Kujo x Ex girlfriend! Jolyne's mother! Reader

Warnings: Yandere behavior, threatening

Type:Angst

Notes: I DONT SUPPORT any warning listed above, this is fiction. English isn't my first language so there might be some spelling mistakes. hope you enjoy :))

On your way back from home, it was rainy and foggy so you drove carefully, safely arriving to your home and running inside.

You weren't feeling particularly well today, maybe because of the bad weather, so you decided to take a nice hot shower, make yourself a warm dish and eat it in bed while watching some TV.

As you scrolled trough some series, you found one that you started but didn't finish. It was about a young girl having a hard childhood because her parents divorced when she was a child and she had little to no friends. It reminded you of your ex, Jotaro, and that's probably the reason you didn't want to finish it.

But since there was nothing else to watch, you decided to just continue it and stop thinking about that jerk. How evil of him, he left you and your baby girl alone, and when she comes over to give you a visit and tells you about her dad, you don't know how to react.

You continued to watch the series and eat your soup in a cozy warm pajamas, while also hearing the sounds of the rain. All of a sudden, all the lights go off. You get scared at first, but then place your soup down and get your slippers on, to go check outside what had happend.

You grab your umbrella and quickly open the door, then the umbrella, as you walk to the back of your house to check electrical panel.

You didn't feel safe and instantly wanted to get inside your house again but just kept going.

When you arrived to the panel, you opened it but you felt someone walking behind you. You thought it was just some stupid hallucination because your fever level was kind of high so you quickly start to work with the panel to check what was going on.

When you felt the last step super close to you, they stopped but you didn't even realize since you were too busy working with the panel. When you had everything set, you were about to turn around but then you saw a tall man standing behind you.

You couldn't see his face so you tilted your umbrella a bit higher only to then feel your heart stop. It was your ex.

You both stare at each other in silence, but he breaks it.

"Y/N." he calls your name, but you were just staring at him with your eyes wide,thinking of a good threat to make him go away.

"W-what the hell are you doing in my property?! Get out or I'll call the authorities right now!..." He interrupts you with a light laugh and a fake smile.

You think of something better.

"... A-and I'm also sick! Yeah! So if you don't want to get high fever, just- go away and leave me alone!" You said, hoping that he'd go away.

"Is there a better excuse you can think of?" He asks, as you watch him in fear while some droplets fall from his hat.

You had to defend yourself from him, so you just tried to hit him with your umbrella, but as soon ad it got close to his face, it snapped in a half.

"You're so cute. I didn't realize what I had lost when I left you... But well, now I'm here to get you back..." He says, pausing himself to put his cold hand on your hot cheek,

"…Jolyne will be so happy when she'll hear us say that her mom and dad got back together. Don't you think?" He asks you, but you don't answer, it felt like you were totally freezed and couldn't move.

"I promise we'll be happy together and I'll take good care of you," He pauses himself again, picking you up, placing your face very close to his.

"Just me and you. You'll regret all the years you've spent alone, here without me. We will together forever... after all, it's for our daughter, right? She deserves the best, so we'll give it to her." He says, with a malicious smile on his face.

[yoshhii]

UNKNOWN FEELINGS— yandere!dio x reader

DIO SAT BORED IN HIS CHAIR reading one of the many books he had from his library. with nothing to entertain him he tapped his slender fingers on the now closed book. his mind once again focused on getting rid of the joestar bloodline. with jotaro and his “acquaintances” he noticed a particular person. that person seemed to be female standing at (height).

the joestars and their friends where such a headache, but you where quite different. oh how much he hated you. you where mearly a pest, an annoying fly that would come back when you would shoo it away, a cockroach that seemed to always live no matter how many times you try to kill it. just what where you doing with his enemies? he almost felt sorry that he will have to kill you as well. dio has felt like this for a long time, until he got the chance to take a good look at you, a certain someone has managed to sneak a picture while you weren’t looking.

you seemed rather pretty a nice figure with beautiful e/c orbs that glistened in the sunlight, your eyes were half lidded as a gentle smile appeared on your face. you seemed to be at peace and just enjoying your surroundings. your skin looked so soft and your h/c hair seemed to be greatly taken care of. dio would be lying if he said you didn’t look gorgeous.

what made you even better was when he heard that you and the joestars managed to defeat some of his servants. it was rather impressive and he wonders what kind of stand you possessed, but he knows it is no match for ‘the world’. the thought of him standing above you while you bled out in front of him was rather….arousing. how interesting, dio has never had thoughts like this before.

a week has passed and these thoughts had only gotten worse. he needed to get rid of them, he needed to do something, he needed you. everytime he saw you whether it be a picture or in the middle of the night, his heart skipped a beat. it was rather obvious dio has fallen in love with you. but this wasn’t your normal kind of love, he was obsessed.

how funny, someone as charming and powerful as him has fallen in love with a mere human as you. of course there where others that where strong too but they where nowhere near him, that’s another reason why he needed you by his side, was to protect you.

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you would be buying take out for yourself since there was no dinner. there was some food at the hotel you where staying at, but none of it looked satisfying to eat. kakyoin has asked if you needed assistance but you have assured him that you where fine. what a terrible mistake…if only you knew the consequences of grabbing some food by yourself. as you where walking down the sidewalk with your food in one hand it seemed rather…quiet. there where no cars driving or people around.

‘how strange’ you thought.

usually you would see a car or two pass by, not even a cricket was making a sound. but once again with a fanfic cliche, that was before everything went black.

you woke up feeling dizzy, your vision blurry and your head hurts…almost like something has hit you from there. wait where were you? you looked around only to find that the room was rather dark. the only source of light would be from the candles that hung around the room. you seemed to be lying on a king sized bed, there where even bookshelves around the walls. trying to comprehend what just happened you tried to get up only to be stopped by ankle cuffs.

“ i see that you are finally awake ” a voice says near you.

you looked by the door and see a rather tall man, with beautiful golden hair as his ruby red eyes stared into yours. you wanted to scream.

‘ what was happening? who is he? where is kakyoin and everyone else? ’

you tried to call out your stand only to find yourself being chocked the next second, feeling his long pointy nails gripping your neck.

‘ what the hell? ’ how was he suddenly in front of you?

“ i would normally kill someone such as yourself right now, but i am willing to spare you, so let us make a deal, hmm? ” the man’s smooth silky voice said in your ear.

“ you will do as i say and in return i will guarantee your safety, you mustn’t worry about jotaro or your friends i can assure you that they are perfectly fine. ”

struggling to breathe you managed to do a slight nod, he smirked in satisfaction and let you go.

“ one of my servants has prepared you new clothes, you will find them on the table stand next to you, i will see you soon love ” and with that he was gone.

many questions popped up in your head. ‘why would he call me love?? what did he know about jotaro? was he a friend of his?’

no that couldn’t be, it’s obvious he’s much more than that. ‘was he actually safe?’ but for now you can only hope that what the man said was true.

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minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days, days turned into weeks…just how long have you been here? you often wonder if you will ever escape always hoping that someone would just bust in and help you break free. but you learned that will never happen, being stuck here made you learn a lot of things.

you learned to always obey the man that kept you imprisoned in this mansion, dio. only talk when spoken too, stay by his side at all times unless told not too, be his perfect little pet. you hated being called that, it was like the woman y/n no longer existed and is now an obedient play toy. there where a few times where you almost escaped, so close to reaching that door of freedom but of course vanilla ice was there to stop you.

you screamed and thrashed to get out of his grip, only to be pushed in front of someone. carefully pulling yourself up, you slowly look up…recognizing the shoes of the man who put you here in the first place. dio let out a sigh. after all this time have you not learned anything? did you not see that everything he did was for you?

he was there to protect you and give you all your needs. he spared your life so you didn’t end up like the women he had previously eaten. he wouldn’t dare waste such a beauty like you, there may be times where he needed to give you a little….lesson…but it was out of love. dio excused vanilla ice and you would soon find yourself laying on a bed. no this couldn’t be happening…surely he’s not going to do what you think he is doing, is he?

the closer he got the more you wanted to scream, but you knew better. dio leaned down in front of you slowly rubbing his cold hands against your body, “ you know you really are so beautiful, “ he started, “ you truly are a precious gem, a beauty only one can be described as a goddess…but you know that beauty only lastes for so long, it slowly looses it’s spark, getting old, and eventually dies….you however….”

dio paused as he takes his left hand to reach something , “ i don’t want to ever lose you, you are mine and i wish to spend eternity with my darling. ”

a smile crept up his face as he brought something towards your cheek, but his smile seemed off, before you could say anything you felt immense pain. all you could see was a red liquid and feel the warmness of your blood dripping down your face. was…this…a mask?

he did it…dio finally did what he’s been waiting for, after all this time you would finally be with him forever. tears started to form in your eyes, this couldn’t be happening, this isn’t what you wanted. you wanted to live a normal life and grow old with the ones you loved, not this monster. all your hopes and dreams slowly faded away as you felt your nails grow longer, your skin drained of color and your precious e/c eyes turned a dark red.

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“ doesn’t this look nice my love ” dio said as he fixed your dress.

you where standing in front of a mirror, the same mirror that you use to get dressed like the many nights before. it was now dinner time, and you would walk with dio to the dining room.

“ of course it does dear ” you said as you forced a smile.

dio hummed in satisfaction, slowly wrapping his arms around your waist. it seemed you two where just standing in silence for a few minutes, just enjoying each other’s presence. before you could break the silence he lays his head on your shoulder.

“ i love you y/n ”, he whispered.

you tensed up, dio knew you hated responding, this was like a game to him, taunting you knowing you have no choice but to say it back. taking a short breath you once again reply,

“ i love you too “.

dio lifts up his head and turns you around, bringing a finger to your chin as he forces you to look up at him. he stares at you for a moment before slowly closing his eyes and leans in, you know what he wants, this was part of your little routine, so you know you have to do the same. the kiss lasted a little longer than usual, he must be feeling like that tonight, how disgusting.

before things go any farther he stops and suddenly walks away. of course, he didn’t see you as nothing more than a toy, only someone to cure his boredom. or was he simply teasing you knowing you’ll want more later?

you sighed as you look in the mirror once again. taking a good look at yourself, hair nicely done, nails freshly painted, and a beautiful (color) dress that stopped just before your knees…just how dio likes it.

this was your life now, obeying dio and giving him whatever he wishes. he always claims to love you but his definition of love was clearly different than what you know. he was so protective of you, no other man dared to look at you, even if you weren’t with him. if anything was bothering you he would get rid of it within seconds. if you needed anything, you would have it in your room the next day.

a new pair of clothes? already in your closet. need something else to spice up your skin care routine? you’ll find it by the bathroom sink. not feeling like yourself? you will find a plate of your favorite food and a bath that is ready for you. you once asked him if he had anything to do with it, he just let out a “tch” and denied it, it was an obvious lie.

it was strange to say but it was somewhat attractive. where you falling for him? you have to admit dio was not an average looking man. he was very handsome and a body some people would kill for. any woman would be blessed to have a husband like him.

…what?

did you just say husband? are you really falling for your kidnapper?….where you experiencing stockholm syndrome?

no. you would surely never fall for someone like that. this was simply your mind playing tricks on you.

deciding that you wasted enough time you start to walk towards the door. walking in a “lady” manner with your back straight and chin up, something dio has “trained” you to do. you soon reach the doors of the dining room knowing he was waiting on the other side.

perhaps things would be different if you weren’t stubborn and just accepted kakyoin’s offer, or just sucked it up and ate the dissatisfying food. how funny that something as simple as food led you into this curse.

as you start to open the door, you could only wonder what the future will hold.

[theyanderespecialist]

Run Away, Reborn 4 (Scenarios) Yanderes Upper Moons and Muzan X Female Reader (Final Part For This Specific Scenario) (Demon Slayer)

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one is going to be the last part I think and it will have Gyokko (Upper Moon 5), Gyutaro, and Daki (Upper Moon 6), Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed his chapter here, my muffins!] 

(Disclaimer: Muzan and The Upper Moon Demons in this, are not yandere in canon! This is just for Fun and Not to be taken seriously at all! Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine! Just do not be illegal or gross about it! You Know Who You Are! You Dirty, Flaky, Biscuits! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Also, Remember To Separate Fiction From Reality And Headcanon FromCanon! Thank you!) 

(Gyokko, Upper Moon 5) (His Runaway Muse) 

(Gyokko's POV) 

She had been so beautiful, she was such a beauty and the love of my life. I would make main vases for her, but she never seemed to like them. No matter how beautiful I made them. I had to just get better at making them, to become a better artist for my muse, my beautiful muse. Then she ran for me, and I was so angry at her! How could she, how could my darling Muse leave me? I felt like I could not enjoy my art as much. But then there she was. She was walking down the path and talking to some man.  she had the same birthmark on her neck and I KNEW it was her! I sent one of my fish to kill the man and she screamed falling to the ground. I come out and she stares at me in horror.  "Oh! My Darling, (Name)!" I cry out and let my small hands hold my face~ "You are just as beautiful as you were 100 years ago! Come to me my muse! Let me make the most beautiful art for you once more!"  "NO!" She cries out and scrambles getting up and running away from me. 

I felt a vein in my head throb. She wanted to run! Again! How dare she leave me! I will not let her leave me! Not Again!  I rush after her, I will break her legs if I have to!  (Daki, One Half of Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 1) 

(Daki's POV) 

I did not remember much of my human life, and neither did my brother, but we did remember one person. (Name). She had seen my brother and me when we had to turn into demons. She was so afraid that she ran away. We did not realize who she was, not until a year later and we remember who she was. We lost the love of our life! We would never be able to see her again. Or at least that is what we had thought.  One week ago, I found that she was reborn. when I saw the new girl in the house I work as an Orain at. She looked just like (Name), and had the same name! Not to mention everything about her was the same. I had to know if it was her. 

"You girl!" I snapped and she came over.  "Yes ma'am?" She asks bowing to me.  "Your name is (Name), right?"  "Yes," she says and keeps her head down. "What do you think of me!?"  She looked up at me, I felt my heart race. "I-I do not know why, but I feel like I have seen you before." She admits and I knew she was (Name) my (Name). 

I am not going to let her go, I refuse to lose her ever again! I will need to tell my brother! He will be so happy that our (Name) has been reborn. 

(Gyutaro, The Other Half of Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 2) 

(Gyutaro's POV)  I remember her, she was the only woman to ever love me. She told me my looks did not matter, and that she would always love me. But then she ran when she saw me and Daki as demons. It pissed me off, did she lie to me, did she always think that I was gross!? Then when Daki told me that she had been reborn I was even more angry. 

She had lived a life and died, but even worse she was reborn and lived a whole life without us by her side! She got to live a life without us, where any man or woman could touch her! It pissed me off. So we killed plenty of people to get a shit load of money. I would come in and hire her and my sister. So that me and my sister can get her alone.  I walked into the whore house and they of course dismissed me, I dropped a satchel of money down and glared at them as their eyes go wide. 

"Bring me, them now!" I snapped and they nodded. 

"Of course, right this way sir!" They sad and I smirked, that is more like it. 

I and led to them and that is when I saw her, (Name). The love of my life. She was alive and here! 

(Daki and Gyutaro, Both Upper Moon 6) (The Beauty and The Beast Part 3) 

(No One's POV)  

Dakie looked at (Name) as she locked the door. (Name) stares at Gyutaor, she is shocked and feels uneasy. She swore he looked like Gyutaro from her past life, she did remember her past life all the much. 

"(Name)~" He purrs. "Do you remember us~"  He reached out to her and she flinched away and he growled.  "So you think you are too good for me?" Gyutaro asks. "Is that why you ran, you think that I am ugly."  You stare at him and shake your head. "No, I just feel like I've seen you before."  He grabbed her face and Daki wrapped his arms around her. "Do you remember us?" He asks her. 

"Gyutaro? Ume?" She says slowly shaking and they both smirk.  "That is it~," Daki says. "But my name is Daki now~ You are ours~"  She turned her head to Daki and then she was knocked out. They were not going to lose their sweet little darling again.  [YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done! I hope that you all enjoyed this chapter, and stay sexy all of my sexy muffins!

[smileyallthetime77]

Yandere!Barry Allen x Reader

A Yandere Alphabet, Part 6/60 (In Alphabetical Order)

(The Songs Under The Yandere Characters Are The Songs That They Remind Me Of. They’re Strictly Going To Be From Taylor Swift.)(Hugeeee Swifty, If You Couldn’t Tell)

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Sex, Cursing, Forced Contact, Hyperventilating, And Kidnap

🇺🇸Word Count🇺🇸: 1,588

👾Characters👾: 9,920

𝔸 - 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕊𝕙𝕠𝕨 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝔸𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕀𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕖 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕀𝕥 𝔾𝕖𝕥?

Barry is TOTALLY a cuddle monster. He won’t only cuddle you, but would by you mountains of pillows, stuffed animals, chocolate, etc. He won’t ever let you refuse his offer.

𝔹 - 𝔹𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕕, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕪 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕠 𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry is the kind of guy who would use his vibrating hand trick (we saw him do on Damian) and just stop his hand in the middle of this persons chest. It feels extremely painful for the person, but it gets the job done fast. That’s how Barry likes it.

ℂ - ℂ𝕣𝕦𝕖𝕝𝕥𝕪, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕋𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝔸𝕓𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕖𝕕. 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕄𝕠𝕔𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞?

Barry totally baby’s you from the start. Any reaction you have towards him is completely normal, at least he thinks so. He wouldn’t mock you, but if you did do something ‘stupid’ he’d try and talk ‘sense’ into you.

𝔻 - 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘, 𝔸𝕤𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝔸𝕓𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔻𝕠 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔸𝕘𝕒𝕚𝕟𝕤𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕝?

He would probably try and get you to socialize with his Justice League friends. He isn’t really jealous when it comes to them, so as long as you talk to only HIS friends, he doesn’t really care. But if you become scared he’ll try and have the most gentle one of them ( cough, superman, cough) talk to you the most.

𝔼 - 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕠𝕤𝕖𝕕, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕆𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕥 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔹𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕍𝕦𝕝𝕟𝕖𝕣𝕒𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕀𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕞𝕖𝕤 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry totally coddles you, and he’ll rip his heart out to you and bare all of his feelings. Though, he never burdens you with the bad ones. He is super vulnerable and has no shame whatsoever.

𝔽 - 𝔽𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕀𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔽𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔹𝕒𝕔𝕜?

Barry totally understands. You’re scared, but, in his mind, you’ll pass the ‘faze’. The only thing he’ll get more worried about is you purposely or accidentally hurting yourself. You mean so much to him, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself if something happened to you.

𝔾 - 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖, 𝕀𝕤 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝔸 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞? ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪 𝕎𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕣𝕪 𝕋𝕠 𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖?

This is not a game. I repeat, this is not a game. He loves you so much! And to believe that you think of this, of him, as a game, crushes his soul more than anything! You leaving him is the worst thing ever! It is not a game, and you will not make a habit out of it.

ℍ - ℍ𝕖𝕝𝕝, 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝔹𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘’𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕥 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞?

He may or may not have killed someone who was ‘getting in the way’ of your ‘relationship’, in front of you. He understands that it scared you, but theirs no harm in that when you may or may not have that part of your memory erased (blame Cyborg).

𝕀 - 𝕀𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕤, 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕂𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕗 𝔽𝕦𝕥𝕦𝕣𝕖 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℍ𝕒𝕧𝕖 𝕀𝕟 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕕 ���𝕠𝕣/𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry kind of once you guys to live in a fairytale. Raise a beautiful kid. Fall in love. And have a happy ending. He wants you guys to live like a normal couple. Going to work together (witch strict supervision), shop together, get married, have kids, etc.

𝕁 - 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕪, 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤? 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕃𝕒𝕤𝕙 𝕆𝕦𝕥 𝕆𝕣 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝔸 𝕎𝕒𝕪 𝕋𝕠 ℂ𝕠𝕡𝕖?

Barry would get jealous on very rare occasions. It would take A LOT to get him riled up. This person would have to be touching you while talking to you. And it had to be in a very inappropriate spot. If that’s the case, Barry will steal you away for a ‘quick’ second. He takes you home and makes sure you don’t ever return to that place again. Though, he does give that man a very excruciating death.

𝕂 - 𝕂𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕤, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔸𝕔𝕥 𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕆𝕣 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

As I’ve said before, Barry is a literal cuddle monster. He’ll sit with you on his lap and will not let you leave. He especially gets smiley when you fall asleep on him with about fifty stuffed animals surrounding you two.

𝕃 - 𝕃𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕃𝕖𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔾𝕠 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 ℂ𝕠𝕦𝕣𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕣 𝔸𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕠𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

When he first meets you, you were probably working together. He probably took a very serious liking to you when you both began to share your love for certain things. And eventually he had asked you on a date and his confessed his love to you.

𝕄 - 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕜, 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝕋𝕣𝕦𝕖 ℂ𝕠𝕝𝕠𝕣𝕤 𝔻𝕣𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕔𝕒𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔻𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕎𝕒𝕪 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔸𝕔𝕥 𝔸𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕪𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝔼𝕝𝕤𝕖?

Barry is one of the softest people on the Justice league, but he doesn’t show physical affection as much as he does towards you. But none the less, he still a big softy in general.

ℕ - ℕ𝕒𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕪, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℙ𝕦𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

If you were being bad he’s probably try and talk ‘sense’ into you. He’s try and convince you that it wouldn’t end pretty if you were to do something irreversible. If you still didn’t listen he’d probably knock you out and tie you to the bed/chair till he can trust you more.

𝕆 - 𝕆𝕡𝕡𝕣𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕠𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕒𝕟𝕪 ℝ𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥𝕤 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕋𝕒𝕜𝕖 𝔸𝕨𝕒𝕪 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Since he doesn’t really take away your freedom, he expects you to give him the one thing he wants. Attention and affection. Personal space is no longer a thing in his world, and you will HAVE to live like that.

ℙ - ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖, ℍ𝕠𝕨 ℙ𝕒𝕥𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔸𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕎𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry isn’t really patient. He wants you to love him sooner than later, so he feels like in order to get there, he needs to MAKE you love him in every shape, way, and form.

ℚ - ℚ𝕦𝕚𝕥, 𝕀𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕚𝕖𝕤, 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕤, 𝕆𝕣 𝕊𝕦𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕤𝕤𝕗𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕪 𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖𝕤, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕖 𝔸𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕋𝕠 𝕄𝕠𝕧𝕖 𝕆𝕟?

If you die, Barry defiantly can bring you back. He’s a member of the Justice League and has all the ties to bring you back. If you escape, I promise you will not get far. With Barry’s super speed you couldn’t get away from him, like ever.

ℝ - ℝ𝕖𝕘𝕣𝕖𝕥, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝔾𝕦𝕚𝕝𝕥𝕪 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝔸𝕓𝕕𝕦𝕔𝕥𝕚��𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘? 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕃𝕖𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔾𝕠?

Barry deeply wants to think that what he’s doing is right, but he knows that it’s not. He did few guilty when you first woke up and started hyperventilating because of how scared you were. Though, he tried to explain to you that this is why you need him. To make sure you’re cared for. So, he ultimately wouldn’t let you go.

𝕊 - 𝕊𝕥𝕚𝕘𝕞𝕒, 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝔹𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕊𝕚𝕕𝕖 𝕆𝕗 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞 (ℂ𝕙𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕙𝕠𝕠𝕕, ℂ𝕦𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕤𝕚𝕥𝕪, 𝔼𝕥𝕔)?

After Barry lost his mother, he swore that he wouldn’t let his future wife leave him. Sure, you two weren’t married, but Barry was certain that you too were destined to marry and spend the rest of your life together.

𝕋 - 𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝔸𝕓𝕠𝕦𝕥 𝕊𝕖𝕖𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘��𝕊𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞, ℂ𝕣𝕪, 𝔸𝕟𝕕/𝕆𝕣 𝕀𝕤𝕠𝕝𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕞𝕤𝕖𝕝𝕧𝕖𝕤?

If you were to scream at him, he’d come over to you and bury your head into his chest to muffle your noises. You shouldn’t have to scream at him just to show how upset you are. If you cry he’ll always cuddle you and sit you on his lap gently bouncing you up and down as well as rocking you back and forth. If you isolate yourself he’ll drag you outside of your room and cuddle you and apologize till you tell him why you’re hiding yourself away.

𝕌 - 𝕌𝕟𝕚𝕢𝕦𝕖, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔻𝕠 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕚𝕗𝕗𝕖𝕣𝕖𝕟𝕥 𝔽𝕣𝕠𝕞 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕤𝕤𝕚𝕔 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖?

Barry super speed makes you unable to escape him. Unless you kill him, which I doubt you would do. Though, he can also use his speed as a good thing. If you two have sex together he can make his dick and/or fingers vibrate. He can also bring you whatever you want, whenever you want!

𝕍 -𝕍𝕚𝕔𝕖: 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕎𝕖𝕒𝕜𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕤 ℂ𝕒𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔼𝕩𝕡𝕝𝕠𝕚𝕥 𝕀𝕟 𝕆𝕣𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕠 𝔼𝕤𝕔𝕒𝕡𝕖?

As I’ve said before, Barry’s speed makes it impossible to escape him. The only true way you can get away from him is killing him fast. Maybe while his back is turn or while he’s sleeping.

𝕎 - 𝕎𝕚𝕥’𝕤 𝔼𝕟𝕕, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 ℍ𝕦𝕣𝕥 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

Barry would never hurt you. Not physical or mental. His guilt would eat him alive, and he could never live with himself.

𝕏 - 𝕏𝕠𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕄𝕦𝕔𝕙 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℝ𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣𝕖 𝕆𝕣 𝕎𝕠𝕣𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕡 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘? 𝕋𝕠 𝕎𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕃𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕥𝕙 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔾𝕠 𝕋𝕠 𝕎𝕚𝕟 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕆𝕧𝕖𝕣?

Barry is literally your biggest fan. He gets really awkward when it comes to praise, but he would literally do anything for you. He thinks of himself as hero, obviously, and he expects you to be as clingy to him as he is to you.

𝕐 - 𝕐𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕟, ℍ𝕠𝕨 𝕃𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝔻𝕠 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 ℙ𝕚𝕟𝕖 𝔸𝕗𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔹𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕊𝕟𝕒𝕡?

Barry defiantly could snap, but he has enough self-control to give you time till he takes you. I’d say after three months he’ll convince you to move in with him, and if you refuse he’ll just take you later that night.

ℤ - ℤ𝕖𝕟𝕚𝕥𝕙, 𝕎𝕠𝕦𝕝𝕕 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝔼𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝔹𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕋𝕙𝕖𝕚𝕣 𝔻𝕒𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕘?

He would never break you. If he accidentally broke you, expect to wake up with no memory’s and entirely different life.

Written: Monday, September 4, 2023

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Idea. Yandere Jolyne x male reader who's Kakyoin's son and are childhood friends and they also have a daughter together who is still a newborn. But he leaves Jolyne as he doesn't trust her with there daughter. But Jolyne finds them and says "Yare Yare Dawa. I don't want to leave her family like my old man did to me and my mom." And takes reader away. Also this is in 2017 5 years after part 6 ended and Kakyoin dies to Pucci so Pucci would die to Jotaro so Kakyoin's son is also still depressed about his dad's death which is why him and Jolyne hook up to try and make him happy but it doesn't work. Just wanted to clarify that. So seems like a lot to work with but I think you can something good out of this.

This is an interesting idea. I like it. Let's see how well I can do. First time writing a x male fic, i think.

Tell me if i missed any detail! (I hope I didn't lol)

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apologize it took so long.

Won't get away

(Yandere! Jolyne x Male reader)

It all started 5 years ago.

Jotaro and Kakyoin, as well as their children, were fighting against the priest that tried to finish what Dio started.

It was a tough fight, the time speeding so fast was confusing. Weeks passed with every minute and they had no time to waste. If they didn't stop Pucci, Dio's dream would come true.

"Emerald Splash!" Kakyoin screamed, directing his Hierophant Green in attempt to distract Pucci, who was getting awfully close to Jolyne. It worked, the priest's attention now on him, creating the perfect bait for the start of their plan.

"Star Platinum! The World!" Jotaro yelled and time stopped. Nothing was moving anymore, but Jotaro knew he had only a few seconds to do something or the battle would be over. He had to move and do something, anything now.

7 seconds left.

Before he could reach Pucci and snap his neck, Jotaro noticed something horrifying.

Both Kakyoin and Jolyne were in danger.

Kakyoin was surrounded by hundreds of knives that would stab his insides the very second time would start again. Exactly the same position he was in 23 years ago, when he battled Dio.

5 seconds left.

And his daughter had Pucci right beside her, his fist an inch away from piercing her stomach.

For the first time in his life, Jotaro was terrified.

Life put him in the position of choosing whether to save his life-long bestfriend, taking the risk of ending the world or save his daughter and bring this hell to an end.

His heart was racing in his chest, beads of sweat dripping down his forehead.

4 seconds left.

His eyes darted to Kakyoin, all the memories of what they went through flashing in his mind.

They moved to his son, who was standing there frozen as everyone else. He would hate him forever.

3 seconds left.

You can't do good without sacrifices.

He learned that long ago, after losing two of his other friends.

With pain in his heart, Jotaro made his decision. He dashed to Pucci and pushed him away from Jolyne, his punches letting all his fury out.

"Time starts moving again." He whispered and everything resumed. The injured priest was thrown away at an insane speed, landing straight into a building with a fatal injury.

At the same time, Kakyoin was pierced by the knifes, falling helplessly onto the ground. As soon as Jolyne realised what happened, she called out her stand into an useless attempt of saving the red haired man.

However, it was too late.

Both Kakyoin and Pucci died, proof being the disappearance of their stands. Time moved at a normal speed again, minutes passing correctly, while the emeralds left by Noriaki vanished.

"Dad!" An awful scream made its way out of your lungs, tears flooding your eyes at the realization. You ran to your father's lifeless body, shaking him. "Please, dad, no! Don't leave me too!"

Jotaro felt his usually stoic heart crumble into pieces at the sound so he looked in other direction, far away to the ocean. His breathing was heavy, both because of the injuries and the guilt he felt.

There was nothing he could do anymore.

Ever since that day, you fell into a sever depression. You were constantly thinking about your father and why did the universe decide it should take him from you.

You couldn't blame Jotaro for choosing to save the world over saving your father. It was the right decision. But you also couldn't get over the fact that the only person you had left disappeared.

You looked like a mess every day and even if you had a job, you couldn't say your life was good. Your only social contact outside your work zone was Jolyne and you honestly couldn't say it was good.

Her emerald eyes were a constant reminder of your dad's stand, which made your heart break every time.

Jolyne was desperate. She had no clue what to do with you. Most considered you were a lost cause, but she didn't want to give up on you. She refused to. You two grew up togheter, she could not give you up.

It broke her heart. Seeing you like this made her want to cry out.

She tried talking you into therapy, but you refused to cooperate.

"Come on, it's been years, Y/N. You have to stop drinking your pain away, you are ruining yourself! Your dad would hate seeing you like this!" she said, shaking you. When you were not at work, you would drown yourself in alcohol, being your only escape.

"Stop."

"It's true! Mr. Noriaki would hate seeing how you destroy yourself every day, he-" she wanted to scold you again, but you suddenly yelled–

"Stop talking about him as if you know anything! It's only your fault anyway!"

Jolyne took a step back at your outburst. She knew you didn't mean it, but with the way your eyes held a deep hatred...Her heart ache.

"Yare yare dawa..." she shook her head, biting the inner part of her lip anxiously. You took drunk steps towards her, your much taller frame covering hers. "You have no idea what you're saying, let's get you to bed." the girl murmured, going to take your hand but you jerked away from her, almost falling before you were able to brace yourself.

"I'm t-tired of everyone acting like the-y kn...knew my father! I'm the only one th-at " you stumbled upon your words. "I'm just f-fine with how I live."

"Whatever you say." she took your arm successfully this time and dragged you to your room. You were trying to get away from her grip, but she refused to let go, throwing you onto the bed easily because of your drunk self.

The next day, you couldn't remember anything from that night. The only thing you remembered was that her lips met yours to shut you up and, from then...Blank. Everything was blank.

When you opened your eyes, you certainly didn't expect to see Jolyne laying next to you....naked. You looked around the room, the bright light burning your eyes. This was your room, there was no doubt. So why was Jolyne naked?

You knew she had a habit to sleep in her lingerie, but that didn't explain why you were also naked. It couldn't be that, could it?

However, the ache on your broad shoulders going all the way to your lower back, the way her neck was covered in small bite marks and hickeys, along with the ripped sheets beneath her, proved you wrong. That it could be.

You and your childhood best friend, Jolyne Cujoh, just had sex. And from the unseenable condom, it was unprotected.

No words were spoken between the two of you as Jolyne muttered a small 'Yare yare dawa' when she first got up. And she just left in silence, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

Even if it wasn't the right thing to do, you completely cut off every single way she could contact you. Blocking her number and all of her social medias, even her father's and her friends', you even went as far as changing the locks in your home, you ignored her existence as if she never existed in the first place. Not even knowing about the growing baby in her belly.

And, that didn't go unnoticed by the young female.

The woman wasn't patient as this trait didn't run in her family. She tried everything, even broke into your home, which almost made you get you a restraining order.

That, until you saw the loose skin on her belly, decorated with stretch marks. Which could indicate only one thing. A previous pregnancy.

"Where is the child, Jolyne?" you asked coldly as the woman glared at you with bright green eyes.

"She is in the car with Ermes. Now, you will come with me, get your life back together and raise that damn child!" she hissed at you with a stern and determinated look on her face.

"No. The child comes with me, I don't trust you with her. Not after what ha-" you were about to say but suddenly, a bright blue string wrapped around your mouth multiple times, shutting you up.

"Don't you dare finish that fucking sentence. Don't blame my father for your father's death." Jolyne spoke angrily with a twisted look in her eyes.

You whined in protest, summoning your stand to try and fight back but the string around your mouth only tightened. She was undeniably stronger than you so you retreated your stand immediately.

"Yare yare dawa..." she clicked her tongue annoyed. "I don't want her to have an incomplete family as I did. You won't leave like my old man did to me. Under no circumstances will I allow that." the crazy tone that lingered in her voice made you shiver as you never saw Jolyne so determined.

"You will be with me. End of the discussion. Willingly or not, you are mine."

And after that, everything went blank.

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Picture Perfect ~ Part 6

Three weeks. It has been three weeks since Juyeon kidnapped you. Three weeks since you went outside. Three weeks since you looked at a phone. Three weeks you've been stuck with a crazy, obsessed man. You had been able to walk freely around the house, however all the doors and windows were locked.

It was hard at first, not being able to see family or other friends, but Juyeon somehow turned out truly sweet. It was unbelievable to look at. You knew before he took you he was a kind guy, but you thought that was just an act for you to fall for, but now, he was a gentleman. He just wouldn't let you outside the house.

And with being locked in one place, seeing the same person everyday, it seemed nice, simple and you felt loved. A small part of your brain was screaming at you, telling you he's manipulating you, but a much bigger part was telling you it was okay to accept it.

Juyeon would go out shopping, buy all your favourite things, cute little gifts and so much more. You were slowly forgetting he had kidnapped you for his own sake. You slowly learnt that if you behaved, Juyeon was happy and wouldn't shout. He also promised that if a month rolled round and you weren't trouble, he'd take you out.

"I'm home!"

Those words broke you out of the book you were reading. You looked up from the sofa and saw Juyeon walk in with a take-away bag. He smiled, coming over to kiss you on the forehead.

"Hello my angel." He said sweetly.

"Hi." You replied softly.

"I got food, come eat." He said, walking to the kitchen.

You placed a bookmark into the book before following the man into the small kitchen. He had already dished up the food, placing it on the dining table you share. He pulled out your chair, letting you sit before he did.

"Did you have a good day, love?" Juyeon asked as you slowly started eating.

"Yeah, it was relaxing I guess." You answered.

"I'm sorry I wasn't home, I had a job." He apologised, holding your hand.

"It's okay I understand." You replied.

Juyeon smiled as you both ate dinner, before returning to the living room. Juyeon sat down, pulling you onto his lap. You straddled his lap, both legs either side of his.

"Your so beautiful~" He whispered, brushing a few hairs away from your face.

"Tha...Thank you." You mumbled, a faint blush rising to your cheeks.

Juyeon smiled again, his hands softly grazing over your body, his touch was hot when it hit your skin. You felt a spark you never had before.

"I want to do so many things to your body, sweetheart~"

You suddenly felt a wave of power, you giggled and leaned closer to the man.

"Then do them. I want you Lee Juyeon. I...I love you." You confessed.

Juyeon looked at you in shock, but also joy. He kissed you deeply, holding you tightly. Happy his plan had worked so well, so easily. Juyeon knew he had you right where he wanted you and you were so accepting of it all.

[dollface-yandere]

"piss off your parents."

yandere! narciso anasui x reader

warning; yandere themes/possessiveness, manipulating, implied murder/death (not of the reader), obsessive love, gender neutral reader lolll, but probably ooc

prompt ; anasui urges you to run away with him after a fight with your parents.

note; my tumblr started glitching out really badly halfway through this. i apologize for any problems within the story!

it was midnight, and your parents were both asleep. three hours before now, you found yourself slapped across the face by your mother and your father's disapproving glare piercing you like a bullet.

both of them met anasui. they didn't like him when you described your newly boyfriend to them months ago, and you thought that if they just met, maybe their views would change, and they'd see he wasn't as possessive or crazy as they said. loud voices echoed in the dining room. anasui and your parents didn't get along at all; his opinions were much different his. they disagreed with every single one of his views, and he disagreed with theirs. the dinner table shook while anasui slammed his hands on the table and walked out of the door, and you chased after him, ignoring your parent's protesting. the same hands were wrapped around your wrists and pulling you closer to him.

"my dear, you can't live like this! you don't realize how terrible your parents are." anasui's words stung you. it hurt to hear him badmouth your parents to your face. you truly loved your parents, but you just didn't understand what was so bad about anasui. his hands stroked your hair, and your tears wet his shoulder through his clothes.

between crying and gasps for air, you managed to speak, "i can't! i love them!" anasui's chin rested on your head, and you could feel him nod in response to your words. "i understand, fully, i promise you, but can't you see? they don't you to be happy." it made sense, but at the same time, it didn't. your parents truly were trying to protect you. every time the listened to you rant about how much you loved your pink-haired boyfriend, their faces turned angry and scolded you, yelling at you to listen to yourself. they called him creepy and possessive, but you knew who you dated. you knew him better than they did, and they just didn't see how happy you were with him.

anasui almost roughly grabbed your shoulders, and pushed you in front of him. "don't you love me, too? i want to be with you, so bad. your essence is the reason i wish to live. i need you badly, more than i need air. i may as well belong to you, and you only you. i don't care how much your parents hate me, i'd rather be the enemy of the world, than live without you."

faux tears pooled in the corner of his eyes. anasui pulled you closer, and bent over to kiss your lips like it was the last thing he'd ever do. the genuine tears on your cheek seemed to mix with his own. you stopped kissing him, pulling away from him. before you could speak.

"are you satisfied with your parents not wanting you to be happy?" anasui's eyes felt piercing, like freshly sharpened knifes. the thought of your parents not wanting you to be happy was absolutely discontering. anasui was the perfect boyfriend. every night you spent together, he promised he'd do anything just to be with you.

you fidgeted anxiously with trembling hands underneath his cold glare. now, the thought of being without from anasui wouldn't cross your mind. of course, it wouldn't never cross his mind, either. "why don't you run away from them? i'll always love you, more than your parents could ever dream of!"

he reached for your hands again, but you swatted them away and turned. how to choose? it was either be with anasui, or be with your parents. "i can't make them upset! it'll piss them off.." it wasn't a lie. they'd probably disown you if you chose to be with anasui.

"my love, piss off your parents, then. it won't make them understand how in love i am, and i can't imagine a world without you."

there you stood in your bedroom, quietly sobbing on your bed. anasui rubbed your shoulder to comfort you while he tossed random items around your room into the half-packed suitcase next to you. only some of the clothes that you really liked were packed inside. anasui told you not to bother with packing all of your clothing; he claimed he would buy his love any piece they wanted. it was 1AM now. both of your parents were asleep while you and your boyfriend snuck out of the house. he carried your bags while you followed behind him. it was weird that he knew to avoid every floorboard that creaked, when you only snuck him in through your bedroom window.

the thought that your parents may have been right about anasui would only cross your mind a few days later while you sat on on the chairs reading some book when he left to run an errand at such a late hour.

"'sui.. it's 11PM. why'd you decide to go to the store now?" your words were met with a low, yet, seemingly cheerful, bit of laughter when anasui's words followed, "i forgot to get the stuff for breakfast for tomorrow morning when i went the other day. is there anything in particular you'd like while i'm there?" anasui smiled while you looked up at him. he ignored your requests to come with him, saying that he wanted to surprise you with the breakfast. which, was unusual. he usually just made your favorite.

fifteen minutes later, you found yourself staring into your phone screen. your notifications were almost all missed calls from both your mother and father. waves of guilt crashed over you. it was painful to see they tried to contact you multiple times. anasui insisted you don't leave a goodbye note, saying that cutting off people meant no goodbyes. they couldn't call the cops since you were grown enough to live on your own. your index finger hovered over the call button on your mom's contact; hesitantly, you began to press the little blue phone icon under the contact "Mom".

"i'm back!" anasui's loud but unusually tranquil voice seemed to echo through the doorway. your finger was fast to click the side button on the phone, and the screen went dark as he walked through, two bags in one hand while he rushed to put the other on your shoulder.

looking back up at him with a smile on your face, you moved up a little to meet his lips. the phone was flat facing down on your thigh, as to not draw suspicion from anasui. sure, it seemed weird, but if he'd be upset if he found out you were trying to communicate with your mother.

"let's go to bed, my love."

anasui's grasp around your waist was firm, but you managed to slip from his touch. the bathroom floor was cold under your bare feet, and the air conditioning wasn't helpful, either. cold air blew onto the uncovered skin on your back, while your fingers shakily went back into your contacts to click on your mom. the picture of the three of you in the contact photo was saddening. you missed your father and mother more than anything.

but.. no. anasui said it was normal to miss people after cutting them off. he always encouraged you not to check in with them after you left. but anasui wasn't here right now. you hesitantly lowered your finger and pressed the 'call' button.

it was weird, though, because there was a ringing coming from the bedroom. inevitably, you could hear creaking and the muffled sound of your mother's ringtone, followed by footsteps approaching the bathroom. panicking, you reached your arm to turn the lock on the bathroom door.

even though you knew anasui was outside the door, he didn't speak a single word. loud knocks could be heard from your side of the door. knocks turned into twisting the doorknob, but he could only find that it was locked. a long sigh was heard on the other side. you went to touch the doorknob, but something felt wrong with it.

15 seconds later, pieces of the doorknob flew to the side while you scrambled into the corner of the bathroom, sitting with your knees to your chest with your arms shielding your face from him. the door was pushed open, and your boyfriend stepped into the room. his hair was messy, and pink strands flew in front of his face.

"sorry, my love.. i didn't mean to scare you like that." anasui's hand found it's way to your face, caressing your cheek while he crouched down to your level. his other arm wrapped around you tightly. "now, why were you trying to call your mother?"

anasui squeezed your shoulders while you sputtered out a series of incoherent bursts, of only apologies for doing this. a frown spread across your boyfriend's face, and he sighed. usually when anasui was mad, the atmosphere was tense and his voice would be loud and booming. but now, your mind raced while everything else felt slow. your boyfriend's voice was calm. anasui stood from his spot on the floor, and bent down to pick you up. he wasn't ever this rough while he carried you.

"let's just go to bed."

note ; this is probably ooc i'm really sorry 😭 please forgive me, my next writing won't be so rushed!!

[dotchi18]

You turn back and wave to the house as you walk down the path.

And much like the flowers they reigned over, those in hiding bloomed from the windows, signature bright red hair belonging to the Rosen Brothers and their Ma.

The third oldest waves like crazy to get your attention, their Ma having a perfect princess wave with her handkerchief.

The second oldest simply sets his head on his hand now that he's stuck his head out the window, not waving like the rest of them, simply acknowledging your acknowledgement before he leans from the window to get a cigar from Adam, whom is still watching you, this time with a bit of a small smile as he folded his arms across his broad chest, the red smoke still drifting up from his hand.

“ Be safe now!” Mama Rosen calls, “ We'll always be here for you when y'all get back!”

All of them are pleased you said goodbye. 

Sonny, smiling a weaker smile, slowly but surely followed you to the edge of the Rosen property, then for the edge of town as all eyes turned upon you both as you walked past. 

This was of course a common occurrence when you were with Sonny, there was something about that bright and somewhat dim-witted smile that charmed everyone, yourself included as he walked after you until you both got to the sign that welcomed people to town, stopping there as he watched you walk down the well-beaten path to the Deep Forest, watching until when you looked back he was just a speck in the distance.

Turning back, you continued at a faster pace than you had set before, taking a few sparing pulls from the Sweet Tea, the trek feeling much smaller than it probably should as the far distant hills covered in thick trees came closer and closer.

The well beaten path soon became grassier the closer you got, as if those that approached it either turned back, or the nature of the forest caused the nature to eat at the path hunters took. 

You know it would be more than a couple miles of trees before you got to the true split between The Glen and The Thicket. 

You had been walking for hours by this point, snatching little bits of shade from the trees dotting the well beaten path, no sign of exhaustion even touching you yet when you hit the treeline thanks to the Sweet Tea.

Tags: @abrokecupoftea, @one-really-annoying-tree-rat

[outcasting101]

My Jojo Yandere Adventure

OH. MY. GAUD. I did it again.

I don't know my Yandere well enough...

Chuckle*

"I'm in danger"

SEND HELP PLZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

[ijwrff]

Prisoner-Part 6

I was planning to do this next part so much sooner than I did XD 

I also focused entirely on Anti in this one. I wanted to do at least one good part showing his soft side. Next part will involve both Anti and Dark together. I may have. Forgot a lot of what I wrote back when I started this, so I forgot I promised more Dark in this chapter until it was too late ^^;;;

So! 

Tags: @thattiredanimator1t0mblr​ @serenitydusk​ @viciouslyyearning​

Word Count: 1,143

After the incident with Marvin, Anti refused to leave his room. Making sure you stayed right there with him the whole time. Your heartbeat spiked during the altercation, but seeing Anti gulf down his food with bits and pieces over his face made you let out a laugh. He looked up, still chewing with food on his face.

“What?” He tried to say, but realized his mouth was full. He did realize it, but he also didn’t care. Anti wasn’t a demon to care what other people thought of him. Except…that didn’t seem to be the case with you. He tiptoed around you, but it also seemed like he wasn’t used to having to do that. It was odd…it made you question a lot.

You shook all those thoughts off, “Nothing. You just. Have food on your face.” It made you giggle a little bit when he rubbed a couple pieces off, but there was still a lot left. He didn’t even stop eating, instead just going right back to scarfing down all of his food. This time you waited until he was done eating.

“Here…” You picked up a napkin, and leaned forward to help him get the food off his face but he flinched back with a growl and mixture of fear and anger on his face. Although brief, that moment of fear would stick in your mind. “I’m…I’m sorry. I didn’t…” You wanted to say you didn’t mean to startle him, but he cut you off.

He scoffed, and even you could tell he was hiding his true feelings behind his words, “I’m not a damn baby, I can wipe my own face.” He yanked the napkin out of your hand, effectively tearing it, and he removed all the food from his face. He still missed some spots, but you weren’t gonna try and help him again. Not for a bit anyways.

You were a little nervous now, not knowing if you pushed him too far already. It was an internal battle, with your thoughts going from “I hope I didn’t upset him…” to “He kidnapped me! Why should I be nice to him at all?” So on and so forth. But something in his eyes made you think that there was some good, buried somewhere deep within him.

Anti noticed your reluctance, and tried to recover from the situation. “You…like to game?” He led you over to the tv, and showed that there was a beanbag chair. But…just one. Did he not play with anyone else? That thought was solidified when he continued, “I only have one controller. But we can take turns or some shit.”

You stood, and looked at his games. Some of which you’d heard of and had been wanting to try for a long time. “Oh! This one!” A smile bloomed on your face, and his mouth opened slightly in response, but he closed it and looked away.

“Yeah yeah, you can play that one.” He wanted to be close to you…he wanted to so much. However his anxieties that he would never admit to having reared their angry heads. “Play games.” He picked you up with ease, and set you on his bean bag chair. “I’ll watch.”

“But…where are you gonna sit?” For some reason you thought he’d sit you on his lap. Take any excuse he could to feel you. Maybe…he was trying to be considerate? In his own way? “You can take the beanbag chair! I don’t mind, I can sit on the floor!” His glare stopped that train of thought.

“No.” He sat down next to you and placed the controller in your hands after he set up the game. He was…being very short with you all of a sudden. Noticing your confused expression he did his seemingly signature “TCH!” And it looked like he was fighting the urge to push you off the chair. “Just. Play the fucking game.”

You weren’t having it. You set the controller down, and looked him dead in the eyes. “What’s wrong?” He growled, but this time you didn’t let up. You simply looked at him with eyes full of determination, and didn’t say another word.

He went from unamused, to irritated, to flustered, back to irritated. “Jesus-FUCK OKAY!” With his hands flung in the air, he looked away from you and quickly folded them over his chest. Was he seriously pouting right now? “Just. Don’t wanna have this stupid fucking conversation with Dark. About…” “Our agreement” falling silent in the air. He didn’t say it, but it was heavily implied so you understood very quickly what was about.

“Oh…” You didn’t know what to say. How could you? Neither of them had given you even a small clue as to what their “agreement” was about. “Then…” You put your hands on his shoulders, and he looked as confused as you felt. You led him to sit in front of you, with his back to the front of the chair and resting somewhat between your legs. “Try not to worry…I don’t know what it’s about, but it’ll be okay. I think.”

He’s so glad you couldn’t see how red his face was. He would have to throw himself out the window if you made fun of his red face. Revoke his status as one of the two kings of the void. Disappear into the human world without any powers and never return.

So instead of saying anything that could give you a clue, he reached back and put the fingers of your hands in his hair. He had always wanted someone to play with his hair, but he was usually too embarrassed to ask. He’d never ask one of his demons, and generally he found humans disgusting. You were the exception. One he would happily make, given how kind you have been to him. Despite…your initial meeting. And the number of times he’s scared you.

It was sweet to see him relax into your hands. His green hair flowing across your palms and between your fingers. He sighed, and leaned into your touch. It was an intimate moment for you both. It wasn’t sexual, or anything of the sort. But it was a moment of vulnerability on his hand.

“M’sorry…for bein mean to you.” He said, and leaned his head back to rest in your lap, looking up at you with serious eyes. There was still a tint of red on his cheeks and nose, but it was admittedly a lot better than it had been.

You looked down at him, now getting a little red in the face as well. “I think…I know you a little better now.” And you smiled. It was a smile that melted his heart, and made him want to protect you forever. To hold you and never let go. To teach him…

What it was like to be happy.

[yanderefangirl]

[localsimp4moms]

The Tin Man (Preview)

Weather Report x Herbalist! Reader

A preview for part 1!

Water leaking on the ground as it spills itself over the lip of the wooden tub. Woollen fabric rubbed against itself in an attempt to remove the green staining from it, light slowly dimming as once bright blue skies became painted with pinks and gold.

The cooing sounds of birds accompany the sloshing of the dirty water, the day's excitements coming to a close. Young children making their way down cobbled paths, the echo of shoed feet and youthful giggles forces anyone to have a smile upon their face.

Perhaps it is time you call it a day too…

Peering up to the sky that slowly is lulling itself to sleep, you simply nod. Showing your gratitude for today's productivity. Slowly pulling the still stained fabric from the cold water, you raise it above your head. The added weight from residing water causes one to stumble at the slight shock. Though now began the process of  drying the fabric, folding it over on itself the irritating fabric working itself on your skin.

Pulling it taught, the sound of brubbleing of  releasing itself from its captor. The dirt path blow soaks itself, converting from a light brown, lightly dusted to one of deep colour, fresh, losing its slickly top coating of ash like substance.

Though the final moments of today's relaxation came to an abrupt end. Light feet smashing themselves down upon the narrow path to your small cottage. The smacking of leaves upon thick clothing, uneven breathing - panting. 

Then the sudden plea from the voice of a young boy- “Y-Y/N!”

The sudden call of your own name caused you to jump, though peering from behind the sheet one is met by a red faced child. Sweat running down his face as he hunches, desperate to gain a breath. A mess of brown curls obscuring his water filled eyes as he gags on his words.

“Hurt- H-he! Help! P… Please!” A gurgle of words escaping the young boy's mouth before he desperately reaches for your sleeves, pleading.

An expression of confusion contorted on your face as the child continues to pull at your sleeves. 

“Wait, slow down a moment child. Take a breath.” You speak crouching down, placing the white linen into the bucket, getting eye level with your new companion. A slight smile upon your face as you pat his head, an attempt to slow his hitched breaths.

It took a few moments before he had composed his breathing so he could formulate a full sentence and not just one of jittering words. “A-a man! He is hurt! You are the closest thing to a doctor! You have to help- he’s bleeding!”

It may have been a spear of moment thing, but you did not ask for more information about the injuries, simply telling the young boy to wait whilst you got a few necessities, generic things to treat cuts.

…

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A pebble tumbles down the slope, kicking up dirt and leaves as it barrels down. Gasps for breath are the only sound throughout the woods baring the snapping twigs under a weighted body. 

“Keep going straight Y/N! He was just through there!” A small arm presented itself into your view as a concerned voice continued “Once you see him- I’ll- I’ll go back to the village! I’ll get- dad- Yeah dad! He will get the doctor!” 

Pushing past low rose brambles that tour at your feet, you are met with a clearing, a small empty space, the song of a bird still alive here despite only a few minutes of the day left. Looking, eyes darting to find this injured man, one is met with a strange blue object in the distance

Bright red crimson ran down his palm, the thick liquid glissoning in the fleeting light of the sun. The gash oozing more of the metallic smelling liquid as he forms a fist close to his lips.

Ice blue eyes lock with yours; something lacking in their depth. Almost inhuman.

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I am still yet to proof read this! I just I want to get a lil preview out!