#yandere reiji

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Can I ask  NSFW headcanon for Muzan? Thank You 😊

What would the reaction be like if Yoriichi, Muzan, Carla and Reiji with a s/o who had an extremely complicated pregnancy, they almost lost their s/o and the baby, pls pls 🤧

I am no doctor so I would appreciate any corrections of errors I might have made. This might also be somewhat more extreme but I went with what I found on the internet.

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, toxic relationship, abduction, manipulation, gaslighting, clinginess, controlling behavior, pregnancy, forced pregnancy, labor, high-risk pregnancy, premature labor, birth, cannibalism, illness, cardiac arrest, C-section

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Extremely complicated pregnancy

Reiji Sakamaki

☕️A life with Reiji is thoroughly scheduled as he always needs to have control over every little thing in your life. The already tight leash you had on you only becomes tighter the moment you manage to get pregnant with his child. He oversees everything strictly in your life from that day on from the food you consume to the drinks you choose. He’s very adamant that you stay healthy and deliver him a healthy child. A child that he has been planning to have with you for a longer time now. He has read every available source, he has created a diet schedule for you and he feels validated in his speculation and research when you actually find yourself craving occasionally blood which he immediately provides you with since you carry a vampire baby. You normally refuse the consumption of blood from humans because you’re still human yourself which leads always to him forcing it past your lips and down your throat. Consider the health of your baby before being such an unreasonable and neglectful mother-to-be. His own mother always ignored him so Reiji is extremely dedicated to ensure that you are a good mother to his own child.

☕️The first few months of the pregnancy go rather well. Besides the common morning sickness, some headaches and mood swings the baby develops healthily inside your womb. Reiji monitors everything extremely closely and you have him checking on your condition and the condition of the little one almost daily. Whenever you lash out on him due to his restricting schedules, he always quickly puts you back in your place by sharply scolding you for your immature behavior. He's designing the nursery room for the baby, accompanies you whenever he deems that it's time for you to take a walk outside and get some fresh air. The baby starts visibly moving around and kicking your insides when you are 19 weeks along and from that day on Reiji even starts observing the movements of the baby because any lack of it or very frequent movements can also indicate whether the baby is feeling fine or not. He has even already chosen a handful of names although he decides to wait until the baby is born and he can see them for the first time.

☕​It's within your fifth month that you start experiencing complications. There is an increase in your headache, you suffer from shortness of breath, your vision is blurry or you see dark spots dancing in front of your eyes and you also experience abdominal pain. You would like to think that this is normal but you can't deny that some of those symptoms scare you and the way Reiji's eyes narrow when you are forced to tell him about it only adds to your growing anxiety. When he runs some tests on you and realizes that your blood pressure is elevated, he starts getting worried. This shouldn't happen. He has always hated it when something didn't go according to his plan but your current pregnancy only heightens the stress he is feeling because right now he can't afford that anything goes wrong. The slight panic he initially feels manifests itself into accusations against you as he questions if you have done something that has caused your high blood pressure. His preparations should have been perfect. It is not his fault.

☕​Soon he is too busy closely monitoring your increasingly worsening condition to put the blame on you though as your symptoms have worsened. Your vision randomly blurs or darkens, your headache has led to increased nausea and has made it difficult for you to stomach food, your hands and face have swollen and Reiji has even started suspecting that the blood supply to your placenta doesn't work as it should. The baby doesn't grow and develop as it should due to the lack of blood supply and with each passing week he starts worrying more and more about it. He tries everything he can think of to cease your dizziness and your nausea, the abdominal pain and the lacking blood supply to your placenta but nothing seems to really work. There is no medicine or cure to your symptoms and when Reiji realizes that he can't do anything, the only choice he is left with is trying to prolong the pregnancy long enough to guarantee the survival of his darling and his baby. He starts mentally preparing himself to perform a C-section on you if worst should come to worst.

☕​The worst case scenario happens in your 30th week when premature labor starts together with intense abdominal pain. You are weakened from weeks of dizziness, nausea and stress and the sheer exhaustion from labor proves too much for you as you faint after a few hours. This leaves Reiji with pretty much no choice but a Caesarean section, especially since the fetus is in breech position. Normally he would be pretty confident in his skills but there is too much on the line for him and this stops him from staying as level-headed as he would like. The little girl he pulls out from your womb during the surgery is worringly small even if she is a prematurely born baby. The most difficult step should have been overcome but instead dread fills him when he notices that she isn't breathing. Suddenly he feels like he is carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders as he spends minutes trying to keep the baby alive until his daughter finally manages to breathe independently and starts weakly crying and even then he can't allow himself to relax. Neither you nor the baby are out of health risks after all.

☕​You are quite weakened after the difficult pregnancy and the surgery and it takes you a few weeks until you feel somewhat healthy enough again to walk longer distances without any help and do certain tasks without experiencing any pain. Just because you can theoretically do it though doesn't mean by a long shot that Reiji will let you. He has become overly cautious after the birth. He's extremely skittish whenever he monitors the health of the baby due to her breathing issues upon birth and worried for any lasting damage she might have suffered due to her restricted development in your womb. You find yourself spending the first few weeks after the surgery mostly spending time with your daughter whilst Reiji is doing everything else. He monitors the health of his darling and their daughter, he cooks for his s/o and he assists whenever and however he can. He feels stressed out even after the condition of you and the baby stabilize because in his mind he can't stop agonizing over the fact that he could do little to nothing to help you in any way.

Carla Tsukinami

🔮​If you wind up being Carla's darling and can biologically bear children, prepare yourself for giving him a child. Carla expects his darling to give him a healthy and strong heir and there will be no room for discussion. You will bear him his child and you will be a good and attentive mother to his baby. All of this happens only after Carla has already broken your mind down enough for you to be completely putty in his hold. Pregnancy is the final step, the final claim he can lay on you to mark you for all eternity as his and at that point you will happily accept his wish of wanting a baby with you. You love him after all and you're sure that you'll love a child with the same golden eyes as his just as much. It is extremely pleasing to see your quick embrace of the idea and he wastes very little time after he has told you about his plans to see it through that you are pregnant as soon as possible. It doesn't take long for him until he senses the new life deep within your womb. He couldn't be more pleased in that moment.

🔮​Similar to Reiji, Carla will be very controlling as soon as he has confirmed that you are expecting his heir. You are always kept within his vicinity and you aren't allowed to go anywhere without informing him. He wouldn't want anything to happen to you, especially with his brother around. That rarely happens though as you are pretty obedient and listen to him which means that you allow him to lead you outside and go for a walk. You feel pretty sick quite often and spend a lot of time on the toilet whenever nausea grabs a hold of you. Shin has made fun of you once when he saw you hanging over the toilet which struck the wrong cord in you in that moment and actually led you to shed tears of shame. You only know that Carla wasn't too pleased when you started crying because of Shin and told you that he'd talk with his brother. Ever since Shin has been trying his best to not say anything within your presence although he looks like he has a lot of snarky stuff he could say. You spend a large amount of time only with Carla though, basking in his affection and joy due to your pregnancy.

🔮​As soon as your bump really starts showing is when other symptoms start to appear. Your hunger increases significantly as soon as the baby bump shows and this makes it difficult for you since Carla has put you on a diet to keep you and the baby healthy. You have troubles keeping your temper under control when he initially always denies you your cravings but you try your best to stay quiet. Until the intense craving for blood starts one day and you start feeling sluggish and weak. That is when Carla starts paying more attention to your cravings. You’re only human, you would under normal conditions never want to consume blood. Is it the baby that makes you crave blood? He has obviously speculated how a pregnancy with a vampire baby would go for your mortal body but speculations don’t necessarily have to line up with the reality. He decides to give in to your new cravings this time as he notices how your energy gets drained. The blood seems to replenish your energy for a while.

🔮The bigger the baby swells though, the more it seems to drain your energy. You grow more tired and exhausted with each month that passes by no matter how much blood Carla lets you consume or how much you eat. Very little of the food you digest is actually used for your own energy as the baby seems to take all the nutrients it needs and leaves very little for you. You lose weight and feel dizzy and exhausted whilst the baby is thriving. Soon it starts getting so bad that you can’t even walk properly on your own anymore without the danger of collapsing. Carla has to assist you even when you go to the toilet and despite your weak protest and tears of shame, he doesn’t allow you anything anymore without his help. The baby sucks everything out of you, he can see your clear struggle everyday as your energy drops and your pain increases due to the heavy weight of the baby inside of you and its strong kicks that feel like it’ll burst out of you any moment. The closer you get to your due date, the weaker and thinner you become. This isn’t good.

🔮Miraculously you make it to your due date until your water breaks but it comes with a heavy price. You’re exhausted, you’re tired and you barely have any energy left to even push properly. All of this is made even worse by the fact that the baby has grown a lot whilst it was protected inside of you. They are big which makes the entire process even more arduous as your body tries its hardest to squeeze the infant out of your body and down your birth channel. When the shoulders of the baby get stuck though and prevent you from giving birth to the baby, everything takes quickly a turn for the worse. Nothing seems to help. That’s when Carla takes action, fully aware that being stuck could end up harming the baby. You can vaguely recall the burning feeling when he abruptly reaches his hand out into your vagina in an attempt to turn the baby around. It’s a painful and uncomfortable feeling that is the final push you need before you finally succumb to unconsciousness which leaves Carla alone to guide the baby out of your body.

🔮You suffer from a fourth-degree tear and malnutrition for weeks after birth which leaves you completely bedridden under Carla’s guidance. His son on the other hand suffered from fractures to his upper arm bone. All of this is rather upsetting and frustrating to Carla who didn’t expect a shoulder dystocia to occur during the birth of his own heir. He spends nearly all of his time in his chambers where he nurses you and the baby back to health. Shin rarely runs into his older brother for that reason. Every time he does spot Carla, he’s always tempted to ask him mockingly how you and his nephew are doing, considering that you went through all of this hell only because of Carla’s wish for an heir. The piercing glare Carla gives him whenever he opens his mouth to ask that question keeps him from doing so though. The younger Tsukinami brother isn’t allowed to visit you and the little boy either, especially not when neither of you has fully recovered. Until that day comes, no one will see you two.

Kibutsuji Muzan

🩸​There have never been any records of demons and humans procreating. If there would have been, Muzan as the King of Demons would have known about it. Technically speaking he has no real need nor any interest in any children of his own. He doesn't need any heir for he is immortal and doesn't plan to ever give up his position to anyone else for he plans to become the perfect existence. Perhaps there is a spark of curiosity though as soon as he has you in his life as it is a thought that often crosses his mind when he dumps his cum inside of you. He has a fondness for science after all but none of it has ever led him to actively try for a baby with you. Then one day he senses the little heartbeat inside of you, senses the new life that has been spawned in your womb. Whilst he isn't actively thrilled about the pregnancy and might even consider an abortion, ultimately it is his scientific interest that manages to stop him from removing the thing from you. A part of him hopes that this child will be able to develop an immunity against the sun due to being only a half demon.

🩸​Since Muzan has always gotten his way with you, you are left with little to no choice but accept his decision to keep the child for now. Your feelings about the little baby currently developing inside of you are confusing as you despise him for forcing you to keep it. Yet you bow down in fear whenever you are faced with his displeasure when he sees you expressing those feelings and thoughts in front of him. This little life inside of you has been directly created by him and perhaps this plays a large fact in why he won't tolerate you thinking about it in such a way. Because the baby will have more from him than any of the demons he has created throughout his entire life. Muzan views himself in the highest light, as a near god, so something that will have his genetics must be strong too. You don't seem to realize that your unwillingness to embrace the thought of having his child will only make him more determined to keep it since he won't allow you to reject something that has been directly created by him.

🩸​Too prideful to show any lingering questions he has in regards of the unique biology his baby will have due to being created by a demon and a human, Muzan just monitors your pregnancy very closely. Partially because of his fascination to finally know that such a pregnancy will be like and partially because he doesn't know what might happen. It is this selfish mindset that soon leads you down a path of misery. Your body is unable to handle the creature inside your womb that seems to suck out all the energy and proteins meant for you whenever you force something down your throat despite your growing nausea. The growth spurt the baby has is abnormal for the first few months but all of this comes with the cost of your own decline of health. Everything is painful and everything is tiring and the little baby is incredibly strong starting from their first kicks. At this rate it is already far too late for Muzan to do anything. Through your pain and your exhaustion you sometimes bitterly blame him for what he puts you through but you never get any apology from him and you know exactly why. He would never admit it after all.

🩸​Then everything suddenly stops though. The growth of your bump and the kicks and hits of the baby inside. There is suddenly no movement anymore at all and despite your not so positive feelings, you slowly start to worry about it. Your own condition isn't improving too greatly though as your food either gets thrown up by you or still seems to be received by the fetus instead. Muzan has already noticed it too. He can still sense the heartbeat within but to his own growing dread it seems to get weaker by the days. His mind is racing as to why and the steadily weakening condition of you and the baby only seem to be a reminder that the time he has to find a solution is limited. Eventually he starts considering that the baby you bear is technically still a demon too. He starts considering that the baby might have reached a phase within their development where the current food you consume isn't sufficient enough anymore. Maybe they need some human flesh. Even though you refuse when he first brings up his theory, Muzan doesn't care as he shoves it from that day on down your throat and to his satisfaction his idea was right.

🩸​Yet he can't enjoy the fact that his theory was right for too long. Your body, unable to handle the large amount of energy and nutrition the baby steals from it, goes into premature and sudden labor in the seventh month. Neither of you two two are prepared for it and even the baby seems to be unhappy about your body giving up on them as they start making a ruckus inside your womb, only adding to the pain you are already feeling. Muzan is unable to calm the irritated baby down. Everything happens too fast for him to even prepare anything. Your body is in a rush to expel the baby from inside you and their frequent and wild movement only cause them to slide down your birth channel faster. The frequent activity of your baby soon comes to a hold though. Their umbilical cord got flattened and Muzan is met with deafening silence when the bloody infant lays in his arms. It is this silence that makes him suddenly lose his composure as the motionless child reminds him vividly of his own birth. Not his own child too. He spends minutes frantically reanimating the infant before she finally lets out her first weak cries.

🩸If your own condition should have worsened any more, Muzan probably would have turned you into a demon. Somehow your fragile body pulled through though and in a way he’s relieved about that. Because for now it would be more beneficial to let you stay human and care for the little girl you gave birth to. With her black hair and her red and bleary eyes she looks a lot like Muzan and perhaps it’s her visible similarity to him that fills his heart with pride. She recovers quicker than you from her troublesome birth, probably because she is half demon. Her appetite is as insatiable as it was during her time in your womb though and to your slight horror she still has her preferences to the taste of human blood and flesh together with your breastmilk. Muzan gives her what you don’t want to give her as he has realized that she probably needs the different nutrients to develop properly just like she needed whilst being in your belly. Now that the baby is born, he forbids you from expressing any hesitation and confusion when you’re taking care of her. This girl is his own flesh and blood and he won’t tolerate you not loving her who is so much like him.

Tsugikuni Yoriichi

☀️Pregnancy should be a joyful occasion for parents yet despite the expected happiness and joy Yoriichi feels when it becomes known that you are expecting his child, there is also a gnawing fear that haunts him. He can't help but recall the heart-wrenching fate that befell Uta and the unborn baby. Even if he has you now in his life, this is a memory he is unable to forget as he often still blames himself for their deaths through the hand of a demon. The slow growth of your bump triggers those haunting memories and sometimes he dreams of the same scene he saw when he returned home to Uta, only that it is now your body torn apart with the precious child murdered before it even had the chance to live. Yoriichi becomes very protective and paranoid over you as he doesn't think that he could bear a repeat of what has already once happened to him. There is always this underlying fear and paranoia that make him much more aware of his surroundings even as he rejoices when he witnesses the first kicks of his baby. His katana is always kept close, especially when night comes where he finds himself often lying awake.

☀️​As winter is already awaiting, Yoriichi makes an effort to keep you warm and protected and your home as cozy as possible. He never leaves you as soon as the sun goes down as he now knows better. All tasks are usually finished within the day so that he can stay by your side and protect you as soon as it gets dark. Despite his efforts to always keep you warm and healthy though, you seem to catch a cold. It is nothing to be worried over though. You have a light headache, your throat hurts whenever you swallow and you cough. You are not really worried though and even assure Yoriichi that it'll pass by soon. Despite feeling already a bit more fatigued due to your pregnancy and now your illness, you still feel fine. You decide to stay inside nevertheless as he fetches you a doctor to monitor your condition. After all you know of his loss of his first pregnant wife so you try to make him feel better and calmer by letting a doctor tell him that you are fine and that you will be fit in a few days again. When Yoriichi returns with the doctor, you feel slightly febrile.

☀️​What should have been only a mild cold soon turns into a serious condition though. Maybe it is because you are pregnant and are just more prone to bacteria yet such explanations do nothing to help Yoriichi's terrified heart. Despite your weak protests to leave the room so he doesn't catch what you have, he stays faithfully with you as your fever soon feels like it is burning your skin and sweat coats your skin. Every swallow is a small challenge as it brings you uncomfortable pain and you are often thrown into coughing fits, your throat coated with phlegm and constantly itching in a dry way. With your worse condition, Yoriichi has asked the doctor to come by every day. He does whatever he can do to help you. He cooks for you and feeds you even if you should have no hunger or simply feel too tired and he heads the advices of the doctor when giving you the medicine that should help your condition. His chest is tight with fear and worry as he feels anxious whenever he sees your bump and wonders how your sick body may also negatively impact the baby.

☀️​Perhaps it is just his fate to watch helplessly as he loses everyone he loves in his life. First his brother, then Uta and his unborn child and now you and the baby you are carrying. Yoriichi can only watch helplessly how you grow weaker and weaker as the days pass by. Your lips are chappy and dry and your skin coated in ill sweat as your whole body is uncomfortably hot due to your fever. Yet even in this condition you try to soothe Yoriichi in his silent despair and promise him that it'll soon get better even as he has to support your weak body when you want to walk around. Your sick appearance always tears his heart apart, his sorrow growing by the day yet he tries to stay strong for you. But this thin threat snaps when your contractions start at only 30 weeks. His whole body is shaking and silent tears cascade down his face as a the doctor and a midwife he brought with him try their best to help you to deliver the baby. He feels small, insignificant and terrifyingly helpless as he stays by your side and with every scream and cry you let out he thinks he is more desrving of death for not being able to save anyone in his life.

☀️​Even after you have made it through birth and have delivered a little boy does his torment continue. Your health plummets down after labor as your body is left severely weakened after the physical exertion that leaves you in a nearly unconscious state as you are too exhausted and sick to even leave. Your sickness soon spreads out to his newborn son and even if his heart is already tattered and torn enough, Yoriichi only continues to suffer. Wherever he goes, he is only reminded of his cursed fate. He spends his time either catering to your needs, his heart screaming whenever you ask in your weak condition for your son or he silently watches over the baby whose little body is desperately battling against the deadly cold. He is too terrified to fall asleep anymore at night, too afraid to wake up one morning to your cold body or to the motionless body of his baby. Instead he lays awake at night, his heart beating anxiously as he listens to your troubled breaths and the breaths of the little baby. Sometimes it becomes too much for him and he is left muffling his sobs with his hand at night.

☀️​Many days pass before you finally start feeling better. You're still feeling slightly feverish but you are able to move by yourself anymore. Yoriichi, who is feeling an overwhelming urge to hug you, kiss you and show you how grateful he is that you are still alive, has to hold himself back as you aren't fully cured yet and still need recovery. You're finally able to interact with your son and the sight of you holding the child that both of you created is a small remedy for his bruised and broken heart, even if the baby is also still sick. He slowly starts recovering though together with you as he receives all the love and care he could possibly get from you, Yoriichi and the doctor. It still takes weeks until his son as well as you are fully recovered and well again and for the first time in a while he feels like he can see the light again. Despite his own exhaustion and tiredness from all his fear he is especially attentive and loving with you and his little son. He just wants the both of you to know how much it really means to him that both of you are still alive and with him.

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Happy Birthday Reiji 💙

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Diabolik Lovers but it's just Eldest Sakamaki Reader with his brothers:

Every day in this household with an older Sakamaki brother and his platonic Yandere siblings is a eventful day. I love those memes too! The last one is cute and sad at the same time though.

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Before you play DIABOLIK LOVERS

[cozymoko]

So what I was thinking was that yuu has been in the manor for awhile, she always sees a locked door that she just can help but be curious about. Whenever she asks about it they tell her to bind her business, one the door was unlocked somehow (maybe someone forgot to lock it again after visiting idk) and she goes in to look and she finds us! The only sister of the Sakamaki family! (If it could be platonic Yandere that would be great) and you can go on from there bc idk what to add or the reactions of everyone would be 🥲 also sorry if this still isn’t any help I’m not sure if this is still confusing

THE SECRET SAKAMAKI

Note: I completely understand, no worries!

PART TWO: here!

Synopsis: Yui finally meets the only sister of the Sakamaki family who has been hidden away by her brothers.

Pairing: Yandere! Sakamaki brothers x platonic! sister reader

Format: Scenario

Word Count: 1.6k

WARNING(S): slight platonic yandere themes.

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Only a few weeks had passed since Yui Kamori’s arrival, and she truthfully wanted nothing more than to return home. Where she didn’t have to sleep with one eye open. Her skin ached, practically screaming for salvation after undergoing endless amounts of “punishments'' for even the smallest of actions.

But today, no one was here. At least not at the moment, leaving her to relax until her heart’s content. With that said, the young human teen decided to treat herself to a walk, around the manor of course. After all, she had yet to see even half of the wonders (horrors) that were the Sakamaki household and she was more than just curious. 

Door after door: open, close; open, close. It was a never-ending cycle of boredom and disappointment. She had almost given up, concluding that there was truly nothing extraordinary happening behind closed doors. But that was before she saw it. Yui stumbled upon an unfamiliar door with a unique gold plaque just inches above it, serving as its most noticeable dissimilarity from the others.

The door was nothing special. It was wooden with gleaming gold imprinting smoothed between every crevice. But it stood out nonetheless. Yui slowly dragged her eyes along its surface, taking in its somewhat feminine appearance. Above it rested a large golden panel, inhabited by intricate calligraphy neatly engraved into its exterior; reading “Our treasure: [Name]”

Yui reached out, allowing her fingertips to subtly graze the cool doorknob, mere moments away from twisting it open… 

“You know, it's really impolite to go snooping around someone else’s home, little bitch~!” The sound of Laito’s voice nearly made her jump out of her skin. His tone was light but lacked the playfulness it tried so desperately to convey. “Allow me to escort you back to your room, fufu~.” 

Reluctantly, she followed, allowing the vampire to steer her further and further from the mysterious door; then down the hall, and back to her room. Her newfound curiosity outweighed her feeling of fear, despite Laito’s troublesome grip on her arm.

And she couldn’t help but wonder…

Just what was behind that door? Who is [Name]?

So the next day she tried her luck once more. Swiftly abandoning the security of her room, Yui proceeded down the dimly lit hallway. With the door close in sight, she noticed hushed whispers growing more audible by the second. Lo and behold, it was Kanato. 

His pale cheek pressed flush against the door's wooden frame, sweet yet borderline obsessive affirmations spilling from his thin lips. Yui assumed he was talking to himself, as far-fetched as it seemed. Though she wouldn't put it past Kanato of all people.

That's when she heard it. The faintest voice reached her ears, it was feminine and loving; and very clearly a blessing to Kanato's ears. She was sure he was ready to squeal with joy if not for the very slim amount of dignity he retained. Never had she seen him happier. 

A small smile pulled at the corners of her lips and before she knew it she was staring fondly at the scene. It wasn't every day she saw those sadistic men act so sweet and vulnerable, even if it was a little odd. Her dazed state didn't go unnoticed, unfortunately, as lilac hues met her soft rosy ones. 

“You—?!” The vampire practically screeched, trudging down the hallway towards the human girl. “Just how much did you hear?”

Let's just say she was left with more than just a few bruises, poor girl. 

The next day Yui ventured down that same vacant hallway. The old floorboards threatened to groan under her weight as she approached that same door that haunted her dreams.

“Haah…You really are a troublesome woman,” Yui jumped, startled. At her side lies a familiar champagne-haired man, tired and less than amused by her appearance. “This room is off-limits for brides. Even so, I've never met one as nosey as you. Leave while you can.”

The girl was stunned, shaking like a leaf. When did Shu get here? Why was he here? Her suspicions were creeping up on her like an unruly wave threatening to sweep her under any moment. At that moment she had finally realized, It wasn't just a door. 

I think.

But of course, curiosity killed the cat. 

Having grown tired of being caught, tied up, and punished time and time again Yui tried a distant approach; she had no choice. Her fair skin had grown battered and bruised, adorned by more lacerations and pricks than she could count. So as one does, she took her chances and decided to confide in Reiji. 

Entering his room, Yui politely took a seat across from the man at a polished deep oak wood table. Accompanied by freshly brewed tea set evenly between the two. “Reiji,” Yui commenced, though her words came as an airy puff as her nerves threatened to tear through her light bravery. “I…I've been curious about something as of lately. A door in particular,”

His red eyes narrowed significantly, “Go on.”

“All the guys have been acting kind of strange lately every time I get close to it and—”

A firm hand made contact with her chest, successfully knocking the wind right out of her, slamming her into the harsh cushioning that lined the leather sofa. “Enough; That is none of your concern, you are merely a living blood bag,” He sighed, sending her a menacing glare. “Don't allow your curiosity to push you to do unnecessary things. If you disrupt the peace of those I hold dear to me I shall punish you personally, do you understand?”

The mortal nodded and swallowed sharply, briskly maneuvering from the vampires prying gaze. And much to her surprise, he allowed it. Yui rushed to the door before slipping through its slight opening, down the hall, and then back to her room once more.

Someone Reiji cared for was behind that door, and from the looks of it, there was no way it was one of his brothers. So who? 

No matter, at that point, Yui had given up. She was scared shitless, not wanting to undergo any more torture than she already was. She had a sneaking suspicion that the brothers were slowly losing their patience with her and she didn't want to be there to experience the consequences. 

So the next few days were carried out like any other. Today she was spending her time with a certain redhead, mindlessly listening to his narcissistic rambles.  As they turned down a familiar hallway, she glanced to the man at her side. Ayato walked past the door without a care in the world and made her start to second guess herself.

Perhaps her gaze lingered on the door for a second too long, for a certain redhead had noticed her delayed footsteps. “Oi, pancake what the hell are yo-?” He paused, his face growing visibly sour as he followed her eyes. “...Looking at.”

He scoffed, gripping tightly onto her frail wrist. From the looks of it, he was not pleased. 

“The last thing I need is for more competition, those five assholes are more than enough.” 

His hushed grumbles were like sirens to Yui's ears, igniting the dying flame of determination in her chest. That was all she needed to hear as nothing from that point on could prove her suspicions false. There was definitely someone behind that door. 

However, it seemed her luck had already run out. 

Until one fateful day at least. 

A sliver in the door, so small it was almost unnoticeable. Feeling some sense of urgency the girl jumped to her feet, making a straight beeline to the wooden door before slamming it behind her. The subtle sound of someone clearing their throat dragged her from her internal celebration. 

The woman looked to be no older than sixteen, but she knew better than to believe she was any younger. Her silky hair was tied neatly out of her face, with very little makeup brushing her features. An extravagant rococo-styled dress fell to her ankles as she busied herself with a thick novel. Only when she met her eyes did Yui notice the resemblance the woman shared with the brothers. 

“A mortal girl,” The woman said, almost matter-of-factly. “You must be the sacrificial bride, correct? Yui Kamori, I presume.”

She nodded, so slowly that she seemed unsure, causing a jovial laugh to slip through the beautiful woman's painted lips. 

“I see…you’re not much of a talker, are you?” The woman smiled politely before closing the book that rested in her hands, lazily tracing small circles into its cover. “No matter. Answer me this, how did you get in here? Subaru must've forgotten to close it, he's in here quite often, after all, he's such a big baby.”

“Wha…What?”

“That door is never open so I think you know what I’m hinting at.” The physically younger woman leaned toward the mortal girl, gently tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “As for Subaru, I'm a little bit older than him so he tends to cling to me like his life depends on it!”

Yui gave her a look of blatant confusion, hardly catching onto whatever the young vampire was spewing out. “Hm, you look a bit confused and clueless, let me help you.” The woman smiled, whispering her rude comment dismissively “Do you even know why I’m in here?”

Yui shook her head, ignoring the anxiety gnawing away at her composure. Gradually shying away from the woman's attention as she hugged her sides. 

“Oh my, then this should be a real treat.” She giggled, gazing fondly at the frightened girl. “Now, Yui Kamori, allow me, [Name] Sakamaki to tell you a tale of endless obsession!”

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀—いつも、いつまでも♡

[snail-migraine]

Yandere Reiji Headcanons

TW: Blood, Objectification, Dehumanization

When you two first met, he thought you were just going to be another loud nuisance in the house. Shrieking and screaming in fear constantly.

I mean who wouldn't? In a house full of 6 sadistic vampires. Of course you'd have to let out the occasional scream.

Your only redeeming quality to him was that your blood smelled good.

He thought he'd might as well have a taste before letting the triplets have their way with you.

Buuut, unfortunately for both of you, the moment he got a single hit he got addicted.

It would be such a waste to let such tasty thing like you go to the triplets, the feverish bood tasters they are. So he decided that he might as well just keep you for himself. Why not?

"Hmm, you're not horrible tasting, and you're not too ugly either. Mm~ why don't you come with me? I can make sure that those three don't try to drain you of your precious blood immediately. Unless, maybe you want to be bitten by them?"

Obviously you agree, seeing Reiji to be atleast a little bit more reasonable than the triplets.

Worst mistake you've ever made in your life.

The moment you agree you're now almost always followed by Reiji. You and him become attached at the hip.

You'd think a guy like Reiji would let you get use to it.

You're Reiji's property now, and he can be pretty fucking possessive over the stuff he owns.

He's especially possessive over you because of your blood.

Drinking your blood is like almost like drinking the finest, most expensive wine money can get you. A little slice of heaven that he's unwilling to share.

You get use to his weird stalking habits after awhile, just putting it off as yet another Vampiric quirk.

Yet another mistake.

Also, Reiji does poison your food a lot, not everytime. But whenever he feels like you weren't doing enough or you let your gaurd down he does so.

And he relishes in that pain-filled look in your eyes.

With you, he's a pure sadist through and through.

You only have your own room for like a month after you become Reiji's new toy, until he decides that you should move to his room.

He gets extremely jealous and frustrated at the thought that during the trek to his room one of his brothers will come snatch you up and take you for himself.

Reiji isn't taking any chances when it comes to you, you're too sweet for your own good.

But if you try to argue and demand your own privacy, he'll have to start "Knocking some sense into you".

"Hush! You did this to yourself, all you have to do is just listen, do as your told, and behave like a proper lady should. But you can't even comprehend something so simple. Absolutely pathetic, if it wasn't for the fact your blood is such a delicacy I would've killed you already. Now quit your incessant crying and stand up."

[lilianvanrouge]

Sakamaki Brothers x Nursery Maid Reader

You’re a maid who raised all the Sakamaki brothers since they were babies. You being the personal maid of Karlheinz’s children was the only way you could escape marrying Karlheinz himself.

You helped raised Shu when he was a baby. Though Beatrix kept on shoving you away to keep her first child and the heir to the household away from you.

You got more time with Shu when he was older and he loved spending time you. You actually let Shu think for himself instead making decisions for him which he loved about you. You’re the one who introduced Edgar “Yuma” to Shu thinking he needed a friend around his age. You watched over and played with the two boys while in the forest.

When you were tending to Reiji with his studies while Beatrix was doing embroidery, Shu brought home a puppy. Beatrix ordered the puppy taken away and one of your fellow servants began struggling to take away the puppy from Shu. You finally stood up, took the puppy away yourself, and Shu ran away crying. In the middle of the night you woke Shu, who was still mad at you and led him into the forest where you left the puppy. From then on he could visit the dog whenever he wanted.

You taught Shu how to play the violin, because it was your favorite string instrument. Shu liked to perform for you and you often played with him. You also taught him Latin, how to play the piano, and swordsmanship. When Shu once worked as cashier you were happy that he got a job. You smothered him in praise, hugs, and kisses which made the other brothers jealous.

When Shu got lazy, you didn’t scold him. You pitied him because of Edgar “Yuma” and the way Beatrix treated him. You always held him while he slept and stroked his head. The other brothers see this as a sign of favoritism and try to pull you away. This is one of the few times Shu shows emotions by releasing anger.

Though when Shu ended up repeating a grade in high school, Karlheinz sent him to the North Pole. You went after him and found him about to be eaten by polar bears. You saved him and tended to his injuries. He told you that he struggled not falling into the ocean and other polar bears.

When it came to Reiji, Beatrix didn’t even bother to stop you from helping. She practically forced you to take care of him, while she ran off to pamper Shu.

You helped both Shu and Reiji with their studies, but mostly Reiji because he wanted Beatrix to praise him. Unfortunately, that never happened and you were the one always giving Reiji the love, praise, and attention that he always wanted.

When Reiji burnt down Edgar’s “Yuma’s” village you were very hurt, furious, and sad. Reiji thought that night you followed Shu to the human village to bust him. Reiji never felt more scared in his life when he saw your face that night. You wanted to yell and hit Reiji so badly, but you didn’t knowing you would get in trouble with Karlheinz. It also put Shu in trouble for playing with humans and you were the one who introduced him to them. You still never forgave Reiji for that night and for scarring Shu for life.

When Reiji killed Beatrix you were shocked, but you understood why. You were never close to any of Karlheinz’s wives. You planned the funeral and buried Beatrix.

You also bonded with Reiji by playing games of strategy and knowledge. Reiji was very impressed because he never once won against you. Whenever his pocket watch broke, the one he got from Karlheinz, you would fix it. You also taught Reiji how to cook and play the piano.

You were the midwife that helped Cordelia bring Ayato into on March 22, which made him the oldest in ancient Japanese culture. You hated Cordelia and tried to stay away from her the best you could.

You loved watching the triplets play with each other, until Cordelia came and ruined it. Ayato was forced to study by himself without any of your help, while Kanato and Laito played all day. You often sneak into Ayato’s room to help him get done with his studies faster.

You were there when Ayato was drowning in the lake and Cordelia watched him. You wanted to help Ayato, but Cordelia grabbed hold of you and kept threatening you with Karlheinz. That’s when Ayato went under and you snapped. You punched Cordelia in the face and jumped into the lake. Once you got Ayato to shore you gave him CPR. Cordelia was yelling at you now with a black eye and you ran away with Ayato in your arms.

Cordelia did tell on you to Karlheinz, but he did nothing. When Richter saw Cordelia’s black eye he went straight up to kill you, but when you two fought you won. You also didn’t get in trouble for beating up Richter.

Ayato developed his boob fetish, because of you. When Ayato was very little you held him and he’d bury his head in your boobs like a plump, plush, pillow. You would turn red and were very uncomfortable by this. When he was a baby with his two other brothers they made an effort to breastfeed from you, which Cordelia did to them. You put them on the ground when they made an attempt to breastfeed.

Whenever Ayato’s stuffed bunny that Karlheinz gave him got torn you fixed it. You’re also the one who introduced Ayato to takoyaki. When Ayato went to the North Pole to find Santa Claus you freaked out and went after him. You also hid Ayato in your room when Cordelia was mad at him or wanted him to study.

You scolded Ayato for getting bad grades in high school, but he didn’t care. He only cared when you stared awarding the other brother with gifts and their favorite food when they brought back good grades. Your personality also goes well with Ayato because you’re also aggressive and hate to lose. The first time he challenged you to a basketball game. He didn’t score a single point against you and keeps on challenging you. Even though he’ll never win.

You helped Cordelia bring Kanato into the world on March 21. Cordelia breastfed him as a baby and he tried to feed from you but you refused. You gave Kanato the attention he wanted, that Cordelia never gave enough of. You also scolded him to stop harming himself just for Cordelia’s attention.

Kanato loves to sing to you, but Cordelia doesn’t and tries to stop him. He mostly sings Scarborough Fair, but you like to sing to and with him. You sung to all the Sakamaki brothers when they were babies.

You were appalled finding out Kanato made dolls out of Cordelia’s lovers and sacrificial brides. Cordelia on the other hand supported this habit. You were horrified seeing Kanato become a necrophile because of this, but you were glad he wasn’t a necrophilia. Once you found out that Cordelia has been letting Richter suck her blood in front of Kanato you tried to keep Kanato away from her.

When Kanato burned Cordelia’s dead body you were happy, because it saved you the trouble of burying her. Kanato personally asked you to sew the jar of Cordelia’s ashes inside Teddy. Now you have to comfort him every time it rains like the night he cremated his mother.

Kanato personally prefers your cooking over anyone else’s in the world. He loved your raspberry pudding the best. If anyone else made it, he could tell and go into a destructive temper tantrum. You also sew stuffed animals for Kanato. He also loves to sing to you when he was little, but Cordelia only wanted his voice for her. So Kanato sung to you in secret, but he’s more open to it since Cordelia died. He also has a habit of forcing you on picnics just to get some alone time with you.

You helped bring Laito into the world on March 20, which technically makes him the oldest if it wasn’t for ancient Japanese culture. Like Ayato and Kanato, he was breastfed by Cordelia and tried to feed from you too but you refused. When Kanato and Laito were little they always followed you around.

Laito always needed the most love and attention since he was nothing to Cordelia, while Ayato was the “Successor” and Kanato was her “Songbird”. You always played games with Laito and you were the one who taught him how to play the piano. You also gifted him his fedora, which he doesn’t often like to take off. You’ve given other hats like a green beret, a black ball cap, and a black sun hat. You’re also the one who introduced him to macaroons.

When you found out Laito had an incestuous relationship with Cordelia you got physically sick and threw up. Once Karlheinz heard of their relationship he locked Laito down in the dungeon, while Cordelia was unpunished. Laito yelled to be let free, but no one would help him. You snuck down into the dungeon to free Laito, but stopped seeing that Cordelia and Richter were having sex in front of him. You were disgusted and outraged at this and immediately freed Laito.

Ever since then, things have been extremely awkward between you and him. Laito tried to rebuild your relationship, but it would never be the same.

You helped bring Subaru into the world. Even knowing that Subaru was a baby born by incest by Karlheinz and his cousin Christa. However, this didn’t stop you from loving him. If anything this made you hate Karlheinz even more. You kept Subaru far away from Christa when he was a baby, since she is mentally ill. So you were mainly Subaru’s mother.

You took Subaru to visit his mother by force from him or Karlheinz. You make sure to never leave the room when Subaru visits his mother alone.

You remembered when Christa was pregnant with Subaru, she tried to kill Subaru. You slapped and she fell to the ground crying. She kept on saying that Subaru was impure and will ruin her beauty. You slapped her again angry. You never thought Christa was beautiful anyway.

When Christa calls Subaru an abomination you remind him that you love and that’s all that matters. When she tells Subaru to kill her you tell him that you will kill her. But you tell not to tell anyone or else Karlheinz will kill you. Subaru didn’t want to imagine you dead and kept quiet.

When Christa hit Subaru and ran to Karlheinz, you were furious. You walked straight up to Christa who was still in Karlheinz’s arm and punched her. You were dragged away sentence to be locked away tower and Subaru watched the whole thing in fear and sadness. This was when Subaru started hating Christa and had trust issues with females.

Upon your return the brothers were overjoyed of your return, but Subaru did greet you. He locked himself away blaming himself for your arrest. You met with him by force and he broke down crying seeing that you were actually happy to him again. He blamed himself for your and been alone. During that time alone he vowed to kill Christa.

When Subaru broke a statue and Karlheinz threw him in the middle of the ocean you went to rescue him. You took notice to how Subaru liked Kanato’s and your singing. You also gifted him mobile games which he treasured.

You were currently sleeping when you turned to your side and saw Kanato staring down at you.

“Ah!! Kanato what are you doing in here?!” you shouted, startled.

“I’m hungry, I demand that you make me food,” he said.

You sighed, got out of bed, and made Kanato breakfast. When the brothers left for school you were happy. You finally had time to yourself since you did all the cleaning yesterday. You took this chance to go into the city and go shopping. There at the coming back from the market was where you met another supernatural creature.

“(Y/N)! I’m hungry! Make me some takoyaki!” shouted Ayato from a another room.

“While you’re at it (Y/N); I need you to wash my underwear!” shouted Laito.

“I would also appreciate it if you could make me some tea,” said Reiji.

You sighed and tended to all their needs. You began walking down the hallway to do Laito’s laundry.

“You should really stop spoiling them,” said Subaru as you passed.

“I’m just a maid. I can’t say no to them,” you said.

Subaru clicked his tongue and then disappeared. You started the laundry outside, because the triplets like their clothes washed by hand. Another one of your fellow servants came out to talk to you.

She was your only friend at the mansion, but she hated the Sakamaki boys. She also hates their mothers, but thankfully for her two out of three of them were dead.

“I don’t understand how you can deal with those monsters,” said ____

“Well I helped raise them so everything is fine,” you said.

“Have you ever thought about leaving?” asked ____

“Of course, I have! But it was mainly because of Cordelia. I also may have. . .” you said.

“May have what?!” asked ____, curiously eager.

“I may have met someone while I was out shopping, and I’m going to meet with him again tomorrow while the boys are at school,” you said blushing.

“Really?!” she said happily.

“Yeah,” you said.

It was the next day and you visited your crush once again. You kept this up and it became a daily routine for you on the weekdays. You made sure to keep this a secret from the boys even if it costs you your life.

You were now serving food to the brothers for their monthly dinner party. They took notice to how absent minded you were, which is very uncommon for you. You also weren’t talking to any of them.

“Yo, (Y/N)!” shouted Ayato.

“Huh?!” you said, snapping out of your day dream.

“I asked you three times to pour me some wine!” said Ayato, annoyed.

“Sorry,” you said.

You said and began pouring some wine into Ayato’s glass. You then began blanking out again and ended up spilling wine on the table and on Ayato.

“(Y/N), what’s wrong with you? You never lose focus,” said Reiji.

“Yeah, and I’m proof of that! Now grab a napkin and clean this off of me!” said Ayato.

The wine was spilt on his stomach and crotch. You gave Ayato a serious side glance and he flinched. He clicked his tongue and started cleaning himself up. But you’ll still wash his clothes by hand.

You left their dinner early to get some rest, because the night after tomorrow was the vampire ball. You had to attend by force because of Karlheinz.

It was now the night of the ball and you were serving vampires. The boys were about to do their speeches when a chandelier almost crushed them. You were shocked but knew it was Kanato because he was far away from the chandelier looking disappointed. The servants were told to clean up the mess, while you were supposed to bring more food.

You went to the kitchen and was about to grab some trays when you heard more glass drop. You knew it had to the glasses for the wine and other alcoholic beverages. You sighed and went to the broom closet to help with the clean up.

You turned around and hearing the door shut behind you. You scowled seeing that it was a random vampire.

“Hello (Y/N),” he said.

“What the hell do you want?!” you asked angrily.

“Wow! So vulgar, but yet so bold! I don’t know whether to call this courage or stupidity!” he chuckled.

“It’s courage. And in a second I’m about to show you how fierce I am by kicking your ass! And I’d rather do it while you’re in your true form, Karlheinz,” you said angrily.

Karlheinz smirked and turned back into his true form.

“You’re more beautiful than last time I saw you, (Y/N),” said Karlheinz, walking to you.

You didn’t fall for any of his flattery and scowled. Once he was getting too close for your comfort, you started baring your teeth and cracking your knuckles. However, he wasn’t intimidated by you not one bit.

“Your (h/c) hair is as (h/l), soft, and as great smelling as usual. And your (e/c) eyes are firey as usual! If you keep looking at me like that I might catch fire!” he chuckled.

He came to close and grabbed a lock of your hair. You then delivered a hook powerful enough to to smash right through his head. He saw this coming however, and dodged your punch jumping backwards. You ended hitting a panty shelf with dust and food going everywhere. On closer inspection your fist left a deep, large crater in the stone wall.

Karlheinz, now far away from you had his hands on his knees laughing as he brushed away a stray hair.

“You’ve grown more powerful!” he said. “You truly should’ve been my first wife. But regardless you’ll be my favorite wife, even more than Christa. And I know that you would bare such powerful children. This will be art of fine breeding between you and I.”

“Don’t make me vomit! The thought of me being under you makes me want to commit suicide,” you said, angrily.

“Now, now, who said I’ll be on top. It’s clear that you’re very dominant so you’ll easily put me under you,” he chuckled.

You were ready to snap his neck when you heard the kitchen door open.

“(Y/N), I acquire you to supply more wine!” said someone.

It sounded like Reiji. Karl, was immediately pissed and you shoved right passed him to go back to work.

Three Months have passed since the ball and the brothers were having their monthly dinner party. Your only friend was serving alone.

“Hey, where’s (Y/N) at? I need her to make me some sauce to go with my takoyaki. In matter of fact throw this shit away altogether. This tastes nothing like her takoyaki!” complained Ayato.

“Yes, I agree. This tastes nothing like (Y/N)’s cakes and pastries. I’m infuriated,” said Kanato, calmly but full of anger.

“Now that you mention it, I haven’t seen (Y/N) all day either,” said Laito, with a smirk.

“____, where is (Y/N)?” asked Reiji.

“She left,” said your friend.

“Tpht! When will she be back to cook a proper dinner then, since your food tastes like ass?!” said Ayato.

“Jeez, shut up!” said Subaru.

“She left,” repeated your friend.

“Yes, we understand that fucking part but when is she coming back?!!” shouted Ayato, angry.

“She!! Left!!” shouted your friend.

All the boys eyes widened finally realizing what was going. Even Shu was wide awake.

You were currently in a limo with your new fiancé (I like to imagine him as Sebastian Michaelis). Your fiancé stroked your head as you rested it against his shoulder and closed your eyes. But they immediately shot open realizing that something was wrong. The next thing you knew the limo hit something and went flying through the air. You and your fiancé managed to escape with ease before the limo fell off the cliff and exploded.

“What The Hell!?!” you shouted.

“Are you okay?!!” asked your fiancé.

“Physically, yes!! Mentally, no!!” you shouted.

You looked up on the mountainside to see the Sakamaki brothers.

“Boys. . . ? What The Actual Hell!?! Did You Boys Do This!?!” you shouted.

“That should be obvious,” said Reiji.

“Why did you leave us without telling us?” asked Kanato, emotionlessly.

“Leave, my ass!! She flat out abandoned us!!” shouted Ayato.

“Abandoned?!” you shouted.

“That’s right, (Y/N)! So you better have a good explanation for us or else!” said Laito, happily.

Shu just glared down at you from the cliff.

“Enough of your loud ass voices!! (Y/N) speak!!” shouted Subaru.

“It’s just. . . You boys are too old to have me anymore. You don’t need a nursery maid anymore,” you said.

The brothers had a look of sadness before it turned into rage.

“What the hell?!! So you don’t want to stay with us?!!” shouted Ayato.

“I love you boys!! I truly do!! But it’s time for me to start a new chapter of my life!” you shouted, beginning to cry.

“So that’s why you’re with this demon. You’re marrying him aren’t you?” said Shu, calmly but still angry.

You looked down at the dirt. The brothers got even more angry that you’re marrying a demon instead of a vampire. The thought of you marrying a demon gave the brothers Cordelia vibes since she was the Demon Lord’s daughter.

“You are not marrying some demon!!!” shouted Ayato.

“Exactly. In any case you should marry one of us,” said Laito.

“I can’t do that!!” you shouted.

“Why not?” asked Kanato.

“First of all I’ve raised all of you since you were born! It’d be gross!!” you shouted.

Laito got angry remembering being Cordelia’s sex partner.

“Also the reason why I became a maid was to escape marrying your father. Otherwise I would’ve been his first wife before Cordelia. I’ve been running from your father for centuries, until he came up with a compromise. If I raised you all of for (time) years then I could leave. Now that time is up,” you explained.

“So in other words we have to kill our father to make you stay,” said Ayato.

“No!! That’s not the problem!! Regardless, if Karlheinz is dead or not; I’m still getting married and leaving!! And once he finds out that you boys feel strong enough to marry me; he’ll kill all of you and try to start over with me!! Best case scenario is that I’ll be locked in a separate tower from Christa!!” you said.

Subaru flinched at the mention of his mother. He jumped off the cliff and in front of you. The next thing you knew everything went black. When you woke up you were in chains in the dungeon. All the brothers were standing and staring at you outside of your cell. You took noticed to the cell being the same one Laito was locked in.

“Look Teddy, Mother’s finally awake,” said Kanato.

You knew this had gotten really bad. The boys haven’t called you mother since they were little.

“What are you doing?!!” you asked, panicked.

“Calm down, Mother. This is only temporary until one of us becomes head of the household and kill Karlheinz. Since this is only the only logical way we can marry you,” said Reiji.

You knew this was going to take centuries remembering all the sacrificial brides who failed to awaken.

“Just so you won’t escape again,” said Laito, with a smile.

Shu and Subaru threw a beheaded ____ at you. You screamed and cried seeing your only friend in the mansion.

“The bitch knew you were getting married and didn’t tell us. But don’t worry there will be no more secrets for you to hide from us. Since you’re trapped here forever,” said Ayato.

[bubblespalace]

hello, good day! could you write reactions for the boys with a yandere bride, please? <3

Bubble: <3 I just did the Sakamakis, love! But you can rerequest for the M boys!

"Hehe, are you that worried about losing me that you'd go off and start killing silly mortals? You should know, I don't care about them."

"Look at you, how disgraceful. Covering your hands with blood for me. Maybe you should consider what type of woman I'd desire to hold me."

"C-chichinashi! I get that the great me is amazing, but do ya have to kill every other girl I see!!?"

"Dolly, this is flattering but not fun. You should know I truly only have my eyes set on you. And you shouldn't be worried about stupid mortals. I value you above them."

"Fufu~ Bitch-chan! Look at you all covered in blood for me! Could I lick it all off you~? I'd be so gentle~ Give you exactly what you want~"

"Oi! Stop killing stupid mortals I don't care about! When are you gonna understand I only care about you! You're gonna get hurt!!"

[phasmophobia-territory]

"Don't fall in love with him." [anime | demons + vampires]

Shiki Natsumezaka | Dance with Devils

"Poor little you. I'll break you gently."

Belphegor | Obey Me

"Seeing a human face twisted in pain like this... Why, it's so exhilarating I can barely contain the laughter."

Reiji Sakamaki | Diabolik Lovers

"Know your place, human. I will not tolerate disobedience. Learn to fear me, more and more!"

Dio Brando | Jojo's Bizarre Adventure

“Most men’s hearts are restrained by mortal, recoiling in fear from the fabulous fruits of evil.”

Sebastian Michaelis | Black Butler

"Humans are easily tempted. When they are poised on the edge of hellish despair, and a spider-thin thread of salvation presents itself, they will invariably grasp it. No matter the human."

Alucard | Hellsing Ultimate

"Silence! I'm a dog, then you're dog food."

Griffith/Femto | Berserk

"My dream can only be realized by building upon their corpses. It’s a blood smeared dream, after all."

♡notes: just a compilation of problematic anime men that you totally shouldn't simp for, demon + vampire edition! i've had this in my drafts for way too long so i'm just gonna dump it out now♡

♡i will to write for all of these guys, btw! except maybe Griffith, fuck Griffith, man♡

♡I do yandere stuff, so if you want to see more content like this check out the yandere masterlist! and if you want to learn about this blog check out my about the blog post!♡

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[animeyanderelover]

Can I get yandere sakamaki and mukami (I think that's their name) with a male reader who once were their friends, (during that time, they hide their feelings) but they accidentally kill him and one day they met him. After he was reincarnated and the moment they met is the same how they once first met

Example : reader met Shu in the garden, Shu will met reader when he is in the garden as well!

Tw: Yandere themes, possessive behavior, obsession, paranoia, stalking, clinginess, violence, sadism, delusional mindset, isolation, abduction, manipulation, clinginess, hallucination, mentions of self-harm in Azusa's part, male reader

We meet once more...

Sakamaki Shu

🎵Just why had you been so adamant on leaving him that day in favor of pursuing your dreams? Yes, you had promised him to return to him in a few years time yet your words had sounded shallow in his ears. The argument that followed is something his mind forces him to replay even decades later. Normally the both of you had never been the type to let your emotions get the better of you but something about your words had irked him and his words had agitated you. As the emotions had risen higher both of you had gotten physical with each other as the argument escalated. It's when you had turned around with barely suppressed anger and concluded this conversation to be over that Shu had snapped. He had underestimated his own strength in that moment as he had pushed you, his ears ringing with wrath he had been feeling in the moment. Your body, only human and unable to handle his unexpected outburst of strength, flew down the stairs before you hit your head with a sickening crack on the ground, laying there motionlessly all whilst the blood created a bloody hallow around your head.

🎵Everything that even remotely reminds him of you has been removed from his life since then as he's unable to bear the emotions he's feeling whenever he lays eyes on something that triggers past memories. Shu completely withdraws himself from the memories of you in an attempt to cope with the pain yet there is no relief for him. He sees you in his sleep, sees you every time he closes his eyes. In one moment you are smiling, in the next he sees your limp body as his mind reminds him that it is his fault that you are dead. It's his loss of control that ended your life and it is from that day on that Shu decides to completely suppress all of his emotions as he deems feelings as something that will only lead to bad decisions. With the complete isolation from feeling comes the loss of any interest and motivation as Shu grows indifferent to anything that is happening around him. He blends out the world around him as he lives seclusively in his own world where the only loyal companions he has are music and the haunting memories of you.

🎵It starts raining on that night as he is lying on a bench in a park yet he doesn't care as cold raindrops hit his equally cold skin. Blue eyes lazily stare at the grey sky before he closes them, blending the sound of the rain out by listening to some music as he closes his eyes. Instantly his inner vision is filled with memories of you, a familiar bittersweet ache grasping his dead heart. He doesn't notice when the raindrops stop hitting him, he only notices when someone grasps his shoulders and shakes him carefully. His heightened senses, previously submerged in a world only he knows, return to him as he hears over the music he is blasting into his ears a voice calling out to him, his nostrils flaring up as he picks up another scent next to the smell of fresh water pouring out of the sky. A hauntingly familiar smell. He cracks open his eyes yet his vision remains filled with the sight of your face looking down on him worried, an umbrella shielding him and you from the onslaught of rain. His heart starts quivering as blue eyes gaze upon you as emotions he swore to burrow reanimate. A hand instinctively shoots out to grab you by the shoulder and keep you in place, his grip slightly shaky. You... How are you...?

Sakamaki Reiji

☕​You've always been impressed with him. Reiji is a walking library personified and you have always sought out his help when you were struggling with your own research. Reiji had taken it up on himself for that very same reason to take you under his wing and teach you about everything as he helped you with your own studies, needing you to be on the same level as him to be a worthy partner. Deep down he just loved the praise and attention you gave him for his impressive knowledge, something he had never gotten from his own mother. One day he took you to the mansion, to his own room as he had been working on a science project and had wanted you to see the final results. A few minutes. He had only left you alone for a few minutes to fetch some documents when he had heard an explosion which had rang louder in his ears due to his heightened senses. The sound had come from his room. An acidic smell had filled his room when he had arrived, the aroma stinging his eyes with water. Maybe, just maybe, the sight of your lifeless body on the ground had been another reason, your face deformed as you had been standing right above the test tubes when the chemical reaction had occured.

☕​Over the years Reiji has done all that he could to downplay his own emotions. After all all had been your fault for getting too curious and playing around with his set. He had warned you to not touch anything unless he was there with you so your death had merely been a result of your own stupidity. Yet the occasional snicker of people like Ayato or Laito has always gotten more under his skin than it should have as they sometimes joke about the scientific accident on that day. After all their older brother who has always portrayed himself as the smartest person of them all had been careless enough to let such an accident happen. Perhaps it is the perfectioniest housing inside of him that starts considering their words more and more. Could he have done more on that day to prevent this from happening? He starts considering this question more in quieter moments and painful realisation hits him when he does come up with ideas that could have prevented you from dying on that day. Why didn't he think of those ideas earlier? He's never able to live this failure down and deep down it shakes up his core beliefs.

☕​He's in the library that day to borrow a new staple of books that have just recently been published. Normally he doesn't like going under humans that much and this library is an especially sore spot for him. Even if it has gone through some major changes over the decades, this is the place where he met you so long ago for the first time. He despises the feelings that always threaten to pour out of him when he is in this place so he hurries up to get all those books. Just as he is about to walk away with all of them in his arms though, a familiar scent invades his nostrils, one that has his brain short-circuiting for a brief moment. Then a pouty voice fills his ears, complaining how you wanted to borrow these books as well for your upcoming studies in college. His head wipes around, pink eyes narrowing in disbelief and shock as he sees a spitting image of you standing behind him, the same sulky expression on your face that you used to always give him. You're startled when he drops the pile of books and swiftly walks over to you, his glare antagonising you as gloved hands suddenly grab your face and pull you closer to scrutinise your features better. How is this possible?

Sakamaki Ayato

🥇​Ayato always wanted and needed to have it his way. That is something you were familiar with with passing time. Here and there the two of you did get into arguments but it never really escalated as you were somewhat forced to take on the role of the calmer person due to Ayato's aggressive behavior at times. He liked having you with him all the time, showing you off as if you were a priced possession of his. In a way you were as Ayato deeply loved you and he couldn't have cared less about the fact that the both of you were the same gender. As long as he kept on being the best he could have whatever he wanted after all in his mind. It was his forceful and aggressive temper that ultimately led to your death though as you had started making friends with new people, something he couldn't have despised more. A shouting match between the two of you where he demanded from you to drop those pathetic friends of yours, a violent hit to your head as you dared to stand up properly against him for the first time since your friendship had started and a dull thud as your body fell to the ground, eyes glossy with the unmistakable haze of death. Why do you humans have to be so fragile?

🥇​None of this is his fault! He didn't do anything wrong! Those are words he constantly yells at his brothers as soon as he even thinks that they're trying to bring the incident up to him. It's all your fault for being so stupid to go against him! You-you should have known better than going against his demands... No matter how often he repeats those accusations, no matter how loud he yells them at someone, they never get through to him as his heart remains unconvinced. Unconsciously he is probably aware that he is at least partially responsible for your death as he should have been better at controlling his own strength yet it is his own arrogance and pride that doesn't allow his mind this realisation. The following decades he tries desperately to feed into his own ego by picking up hobby after hobby, especially ones involving physical activity to master them and convince himself that it wasn't his own lack of control over his own body that was to blame on your death. Yet still he finds himself constantly turning around, green eyes searching for you when he scores a goal or masters a sport only to be reminded that you are dead as his mood instantly worsens.

🥇​Sometimes Ayato finds himself still approaching a certain place that remains special in his heart. An abandoned building at the edge of town that has decayed over the years only more. It's a place where he met you for the first time many years ago and both of you used to play around here though he would always win against you and puff out his chest whilst proclaiming himself to be the best. He's been avoiding the ruined building ever since your death but in the last few years he has occasionally found himself walking down the streets to stare at it from outside the rusty fences. It is the sound of a ball being kicked against the walls that peaks his curiosity and his eyes suddenly narrow. This is his special place even though he hasn't entered in decades... Who dares to tread on it? He effortlessly climbs up the fences though he initially hesitates to step on the property again. His eyes are able to pick up the sight of the intruder from this high though, someone who looks very familiar. You on the other hand nearly jump out of your skin when he storms over to you and grabs you by the hem of your shirt. Is this a fucking joke?? If it is, he is everything but amused!

Sakamaki Kanato

🧸​Kanato has attached himself to you from the moment you gained his obsessive interest. After all besides Teddy he had no one else in his life so he was ecstatic and giddy to have finally found someone who could care for him and spend time with him. It has never been easy to deal with Kanato and his explosive and highly sensitive emotions. The worst thing that came out of it was the isolation that came with being Kanato's victim of obsession. A situation that had always been very dangerous turned into pure peril when he threatened to kill the person you had recently gotten close too, clutching his plushie tightly against his chest as he did so. Why would you betray him like this in the first place? He thought that you were happy with him... Isn't he more than enough for you? You're so greedy and selfish!! Your mistake on that day was trying to reason with him even though no logic would have worked on Kanato on that moment as the accusations piled up. You didn't love him! You wanted to leave him! He didn't want that... He didn't want to be left alone... That's why he killed you on that day in a frenzy as his hysteria got the better of him and stabbed you to death.

🧸​He kept your corpse and pretended that you were still alive until the scent of rotting flesh threatened to shatter his sanity and he had to burn you. Unable to live without you though he instantly created a life-sized doll of yours and dressed it up with the clothes he still had of you so that it would even smell like you. Everything continued as if you were still there as his brain couldn't accept the reality that you had died and that he had been the one who had done it. Yes, in death they couldn't take you away from him but he hadn't considered in the moment of hysteria that he couldn't have you anymore either. As if to brush over this moment as if it had never happened he acted like you were still alive as he held tea parties and wheeled the puppet around the mansion, even taking you to meals where he tried to feed you. None of his other brothers spoke up and mentioned his deteriorating mental health as Kanato's mind created the delusion that you were still there as he even hallucinated that the puppet was speaking to him and answering his question. It was all a delicate delusion though that needed not to be shattered under any circumstances or else he would snap and turn into a maniac.

🧸​Nothing has happened. You were never gone. A protective shield for his mind to not completely shut down. He's currently outside in a field of flowers as the moon shines in the sky, collecting some bouquets for the next tea party he plans to hold at midnight with you again. When he looks up though, he lets out a strangled sound when his eyes land on your form walking relaxed around outside, a cookie in your mouth as you hold a packet filled with sweets you just bought in town. For a short moment there is a crushing dread of realisation threatening to shatter him yet his mind pulls up its walls in the last moment. Cold hands grasp your own and you nearly get a heart attack as you turn around only to see a pale and sick-looking man standing right behind you, asking you with a trembling voice what you are doing outside. Both of you are about to have a tea party and you were supposed to wait for him. Then his eyes land on the packet of sweets which you dropped on the ground. If you wanted new sweets you could have just told him instead of leaving without his permission... Well, he'll punish you later. For now the both of you should return to the mansion.

Sakamaki Laito

🎹​Laito saw the fact that the both of you are of the same gender not as a hurdle and more like a new and exciting adventure waiting to be uncovered by him. After all he truly couldn't care less about what gender you are. He's just taking it for what it is and goes for what he desires without any hesitation. Though he does understand that the time period the both of you are living in wasn't very accepting of couples of the same sex at the time. He didn't need their approval though as all he would have really needed to do was whisk you away and keep you in the mansion where hw ould have been able to do whatever he desired to do with you. Jealousy had already led him to kill people his mother had taken as temporary lovers and it was jealousy that fueled the crime of him murdering your secret lover and by accident you as well when he found out that you had kept the relationship a secret from him though the way you had reeked of someone else had given it away. He hadn't intended to stab you but when you had tried to fight against him to defend your already half-dead lover, he accidentally drove the knife right through your heart.

🎹​To this day he still blames your lover for your death. He didn't let them touch you when you bled out on the ground as he stomped on their hand and broke all their bones in it, didn't listen to their pleas as he had twirled the knife around in his hand with a new icy ire burning in his green eyes and he didn't even stop torturing them long after their heart had stopped beating. Initially Laito simply tried to dismiss his feelings for you now that you were gone and tried to move on. He whored around with other people from women to men to everything else as if to convince himself that perhaps his feelings for you hadn't been anything special to begin with as it might have been simply a fleeting moment of excitement and ecstasy yet his mind always drifts to you whenever his tongue is in the mouth of someone else. There is a sick feeling in his stomach whenever he undresses someone or his current companion touches him suggestively and he gets no pleasure and relief whenever he fucks someone for as soon as the moment of ecstasy passes by his mind is overcome with a disgust he didn't know he could feel. Temporary freedom only lasts for a few seconds before he's back where he started.

🎹​On that night he finds himself going once again through all pubs in town in search for those few seconds of blissful forgetfullness, a dangerous addiction he has developed to escape from the clutches of disgust and guilt. The smell of alcohol is especially bitter when he hits up the bar where he met you nearly half a century ago, green eyes darting around in search of his next victim. That's when his eyes are drawn to a figure sitting alone on the counter and from behind their silhoutte reminds him painfully much of you. His feet move on their own as he steps closer to the counter and the closer he gets, the more a sweet fragrance of blood invades his nose and mind. Green eyes narrow as he lays a hand on the shoulder of the person who turns around surprised when feeling his palm. For the first time in his life Laito is unable to come up with a witty reply as he stares into your face, in disbelief at who he is looking at. His grip subconsciously tightens on your shoulder as if not wanting to let you go and it is only when you let out an uncomfortable wince that he snaps out of it. A smooth grin covers up his shock as he slides down the sit next to you, green eyes gleaming with a predatory glint as he offers to order you a few more drinks.

Sakamaki Subaru

⬜​Subaru has always considered himself to be an unwanted monster that would only hurt the people he cares about which is why he has closed his heart so that he may never get attached to anyone only to be reminded of how unwanted he really is. It's painful for him to see how you slowly peel him out of his shell as emotions he has troubles to properly grasp bloom inside of him. It is all so agonising, confusing and somewhere in between that it is even a bit beautiful yet he is wavering, unsure whether to trust you with his heart. He should have never trusted you to begin with. Of course you wouldn't want him. The pain and heartbreak that assaults him the moment he finds out that you have already a lover and plan to propose to them tear his heart out of his chest and the sheer agony that comes with it has him entering a screaming rage he cannot control. His vision is simmering red as his wrath takes over and has him lashing out. His hands are coated with blood, your blood, when he comes to his senses only to be plunged into his next despair as he realises that he lost complete control and killed not only your lover but also you.

⬜​The stench of blood never leaves his hands nor does the sickening warm and sticky feeling of it. He swears that it's still there, reeking and reminding him that he truly is a monster destined to kill anyone important to him. Sometimes he spends an hour washing and rubbing his hands until they are raw to clean himself of that cursed smell and feeling yet it is a mark that stays with him to remind him of his grave sin. Subaru withdraws himself completely from the outside for a while and hides in his room, locks himself away as if thinking that he is a beast that has to be put behind bars. He most likely thinks that he is. The agony and the grief comes in periods. Sometimes he manages to push it all down so that only his heart is aching and sometimes the walls break into pieces and the flood of emotions bursts out of him. Hot and salty tears cascade down his cheeks as a scream of anguish escapes his lips as furniture is shattered and walls receive cracks as he violently punches around him until he calms down and sits in the destruction his anger has caused with dull eyes.

⬜​Sometimes he even neglects taking care of the roses in the garden, his confidence to care for things weaker than him utterly shattered as he thinks of himself as incapable of even nurturing the flowers. It takes him time until he slowly starts picking up this hobby of his again though he remains distant and cold to everyone else around him, his roses the only thing he seems to care about anymore. Sometimes he visits a florist in town to buy some new buds to plant into the garden of the mansion, although he always hurries with his shopping as this shop brings back too many memories. It is there though that his heart blossoms once again because as soon as he walks in he spots you arranging flowers into bouquets, your eyes meeting his as you greet him cheerfully. He stops right there, his body no moving a muscle as if subconsciously afraid that as soon as he moves, he'll do something terrible. His emotions leave him trembling as he can't help the stinging tears threatening to escape his eyes all whilst you give him a concerned look as he feels his control slowly slipping away from him. Shit! Why after all of this time?

Mukami Ruki

📘​Ruki has always liked to give you more trust due to the fact that you were also a man as he had lost faith in the loyalty of women after his own mother left his father and him for another man, leading inevitably to the downfall of his life. You were supposed to be better than this... You weren't supposed to also leave him behind... Yet his world is shaken when it is revealed to him that you have accepted an apprenticeship far away from the town he is residing in with his other brothers, oblivious to his own horror as you deliver him the news whilst looking so excited. Are you really so selfish that you would prioritise your own dreams over him? All Ruki wanted was to prevent you from leaving, all he intended to do was to weaken your body with drugs so that you wouldn't be able to take the long journey to the new town. A twinge of paranoid fear caused him to put in too much of the drugs into your food though as he wanted to be sure that they'd do their job which led him to give you an overdose that ultimately led to your death.

📘​Responsibilities have always rested on his shoulders as he is essentially the leader of the Mukami brothers and so he intends to focus on his duties instead of taking the time to mourn. He tells himself that he shouldn't mourn a person who wanted to abandon him in the first place and that you probably never loved him to begin with yet even to the eyes of his brothers it is obvious that Ruki is suffering. As soon as they attempt to console them though he shuts them up as he insists with a slightly clenched jaw that he is completely fine and that they are worried over nothing. On the inside he feels like he is rotting away though and as much as he tries to push that thought away, the emptiness that is crying out inside of him becomes harder to blend out until one day Ruki breaks down for a moment, leaving the rest of his brothers to care for him on that day as he just spends his time being a mess before he shakily puts himself together the next day, making all of his brothers swear that they never mention your name again nor his outburst.

📘​For decades no one in the mansion mentions your name and Ruki continuously tells himself that this is for the best as he wants to bury you in the past. There is no remedy for the bittersweet memories though that have been haunting him ever since your death nor for the slimy dread that clings to him whenever he realises that it is his own fault that you died. He's on the other side of the street when he happens to glance over to the other side, staring through the windows of a pharmacy that has been there since nearly 200 years. He remembers the place very well since he met you there for the first time and he remembers the place well because he purchased the ingredients for the drug that ultimately killed you in the same store. In there everything began and also ended. Truly poetic, isn't it? It's not his memories that cause him to stop though as he stares at the pharmacy. It's the sight of a familiar figure that has his body pausing and his throat tightening. He's rushing over to the store in the next second, almost experiencing a tunnel vision as he can only focus on you. He slams the package of pills you've purchased right out of your hands, visions of your dead body haunting him.

Mukami Kou

🎤​Kou has never really given much of a care that both of you were of the same gender. He's been sexually explored by other people as a young child and for that knows firsthand of the evil that others carry in their hearts, regardless of their sex. It's his ability to see through the true heart of people that has him enamored with you as he realises that you have a pure heart which allows him to give you his full trust. One day though you confess to him that your parents have become aware of your friendship with him, precisely of Kou's feelings for you which you remain oblivious to at the moment and have threatened to disinherit you if you do not distance yourself from him. That is when Kou makes a plot to get rid of your parents as he won't tolerate anyone to get in the way of him and you. All was carefully planned out. He'd lure you away before setting your parents house on fire at night so that they'd die in there yet you figure his plan out. The words you yell at him that night before rushing into the burning house will haunt him forever as you admit that you wish you'd never met him before you try to save your parents only to die together with them.

🎤​He could have stopped you. He should have stopped you. You were only a human after all whilst he is a vampire. It's your words that completely froze him though and disabled him to work properly as his mind went into numbing shock after having heard your words. He wanted you to take those words back yet you died in the fire and left those words that told him that he was unwanted by you as an eternal curse that has been sticking with him ever since. Those words echo inside his head and for the first years following your death they drag him down into a hysteric depression. He cannot go to sleep at all as your disappointed and angered face haunts his vision, your voice telling him that he is someone you never wished to have met over and over again so that he wakes up not even half an hour after he has gone to bed, in tears and babbling incoherent words. He writes a lot of songs about you but never finishes them as he either draws a blank and starts breaking down in tears or rips them apart as his emotions get the better of him. Not even his brothers can help to piece his broken self together.

🎤​He's sitting outside on that day, dull eyes observing a lake where the both of you used to hang out often back when you were still alive. He's on his own, something he hasn't been in decades as he hasn't left the mansion since your death and was too broken to be on his own which left his brothers no choice but look out more for him. There is nothing in particular on his mind as he gazes at the lake until a melody catches his ears. Normally he would have just blended it out like he has done music a lot in those years since your death yet there is something very familiar as he listens as someone plays the strings of the guitar. That's a melody you always used to play... Suddenly it's like someone lit a fire under him as he jumps up, eyes flying over the field surrounding the lake until he covers a small figure also sitting here, playing on a guitar they brought with them. Initially he wants to demand from where they know that melody as this is something that only belonged to you and for that shouldn't be played by anyone else but poisonous words die down when he catches a better sight of them and realises that it is you. He stands there motionlessly, listening to the song as tears start to escape his eyes.

Mukami Yuma

🌱​Yuma has been sceptical about the whole situation from the moment he found out that he had feelings for you. Not necessarily because the both of you were men as he had always been an outcast and would have been considered that all the more if the humans would have figured out that he was now also a vampire. It was more the aspect of being in love that made him somewhat doubtful as he had quite an iffy mindset about it all. You didn't know at that time that he was a vampire and he knew what the rest of the village you lived in thought of creatures of the night. Who was to tell that you wouldn't try to cast him out in the name of god as well if you were to discover his true nature? Unfortunately that was exactly what happened and your reaction was as fearful as expected as you instantly tried to get away from him. He tried to explain it to you, tried to get you to listen but you had been indoctrinated with the same nonsense all other villagers believed in. Shut up... He just wanted you to shut up for a moment as he pressed his hands over your mouth, applying too much pressure and accidentally breaking more than just a few bones that were the reason for your death.

🌱​It was on that day that he became aware just how much stronger he had gotten since he had been turned into a vampire as he held your limp body in his arms. He doesn't want to be consoled by any of his brothers though as he turns around or growls at them to shut up as soon as he senses that they want to talk with him about the accident. Yuma doesn't try to blame anyone else for this though as he acknowledges that this is solely his fault. Your reaction was to be expected and he should have known best just how much strength he possessed. There is no chance he wants to give himself to grieve though. He has never openly bemoaned anyone before and for that he doesn't quite know how to do so. Instead he spends a lot of time in his garden and tends to his vegetables and plants, though he can't help but always be reminded that those fragile things could be even easier ripped apart by his hands than you were. Yuma needs a long time until finally he starts cracking as he has just tried to bear the sorrow up until that point and even he is startled by the silent tears that drip down his face without any warning.

🌱​There are some pretty cherry blossom trees in a forest near the city and they have been there even longer than the village built nearby. Yuma visits them once a year when the pink and delicate flowers are in full bloom, a little tradition he has been carrying on even if you have been gone for over a century now. Some of the pink petals rain down on him on that night as he walks through the little valley of the trees, the fresh scent of the blossoming flowers an aroma that surrounds the entire place. At this late at night it is rather rare for people tos visit this place which is why he is mildly annoyed when he catches sight of someone sneaking around, his mood instantly ruined as he wanted to have a peaceful stroll for himself. Until a breeze passes through the forest, carrying next to the scent of cherry blossoms another aroma with it. His previously worsened mood is instantly replaced with shocked disbelief as he instantly recognises that smell. It only takes him a few large strides to close the distance between him and the other person. He suddenly appears behind you like a large and looming shadow, his eyes narrowed as he grabs one of your arms to prevent you from running.

Mukami Azusa

🔪​Azusa has never had the courage to tell you about his growing feelings for you. Yes, he has always been very clingy and attached to you but he has been like this even when his feelings for you were still largely platonic. His behavior did increase though when a different kind of love started blossoming inside of him. Truly, he doesn't care about who his darling is as long as he feels comforted and safe in their presence which is precisely what you give him. Perhaps if he would have found the courage to confess to you things would have turned out differently as he instead has to bear witness how someone else confesses their love to you before he does. He wants to plead you to not accept but his tongue feels like it has turned to led as he instead has to watch how you accept their confession and start a relationship with them. All he intended to do was to threaten your partner a bit yet they had to start acting so rudely and hurt his own feelings whilst flaunting that you only loved them before he started attacking them. You had heard the noises inside the house, tried to stop him and ended up taking the fatal blow.

🔪​His brothers find him sitting in the bloody mess of two corpses, his own body clinging to yours as he keeps on begging you to wake up again, whispering you that your now cold skin terrifies him just as much as the vacant expression in your eyes. They have to tear him carefully away from your body, something Azusa can only object weakly to as he begs his brothers to not separate you from him. He loses all will to live for a while as he asks his brothers shakily if they could stab him in the same place where he stabbed you, tears in his eyes as he admits that he was the one who killed you and even if his brothers do try to console him and tell him that it was a terrible accident, Azusa is inconsolable. He's closely monitored for a long time as his older brothers all fear that he might try to harm himself somehow. Azusa himself withdraws himself from reality as he spends most of the time hidden under his blanket, rarely getting up and not speaking for months. The only sounds he makes are those of silent sobs, the tears never seeming to dry off no matter how much and how long he cries quietly.

🔪​It takes him years before he gathers the strength to leave the mansion again and whilst he avoids the place where he took your life vehemently, he finds himself often returning to the location where he met you for the first time in an attempt to think of the happy memories. It's a random alleyway where you found him for the first place and offered ro bandage his wounds he had inflicted on himself on that day. As if hoping that you'll return if he does it again, Azusa often cuts himself in the same alleyway before sitting down and waiting there, looking like a wet cat with no place to return to. Some people do approach him but he ignores them since none of them are you and if they bother him too much normally all it takes is a rather dangerous look in his eyes and the flash of his knife for them to disappear. Then one day you do appear though, 80 years after your death and Azusa can barely believe what he is looking at as you ask him worriedly if he needs some band-aids for his cuts. In the next moment he is suddenly clinging to your legs, tears dropping down his eyes as he sobs out apologies for an accident you do not know of.

[dia-land]

Reiji after setting Edgar's village on fire:

[yourstrulywriternovels]

Fatal Bond | Diabolik Lovers

Summary: Not so far off, Komori Yui has moved to the Sakamaki’s Manor only to realize that she would never return to the church where her past self lived. New circumstances, new rules, new life. She isn’t who she was. Only because she let herself fall into the claws of the Devil. She was deceived by the term of Love. Laito Sakamaki is her manipulator and she blindly follows with every spell he tosses. In the end, will Yui escape or embrace herself until her last breath?

♱ genre/au: Laito Sakamaki x Yui Komori [she/her, female anatomy], Vampire, smut, plot, dark themes.

Trigger Warnings: Graphic Violence, Gore, Blood Drinking, Mention of Suicidal Thoughts, Shameless Smut, 18+, Rough Sex, Non/Dub-Con, Past Child abuse, Suicide Attempt, Obsession, Stalking, Dark Themes, Explicit Sexual Content, Dubious Consent, Implied/ Referenced Rape/Non-con, Rape/ Non-con.

Word Count: 13.2k+ | Chapters [5/15]

Chapter One | Meant to Be Seen

(Recommended Song: Mentally Not Here by Elita)

The clock was ticking at its regular pace, yet for me it seemed like each second that passed was a whole minute.

I was never nervous in my class but tonight was different.

Usually, my eyes would drift to the open window of our class and daydream about things I knew would never happen.

One of my thoughts was about freedom.

I would look out the window and stare in awe at the full moon or the stars while my mind would wish even for one moment to be free from the webs I was forever stuck in.

But like I mentioned before, not tonight.

The presence of someone made my skin crawl and goosebumps spread to every length of my body like a second skin. The atmosphere around us was suffocating, finding it harder to breathe. I couldn’t even think properly.

What I wished was for the bell to ring so I could storm out of that room. Though, I doubt the chance of staying away from him would be feasible.

At the thought, my eyes without permission flicked to the culprit.

Laito Sakamaki.

He sat beside me, his leg resting on his other knee and leaning back, his hands propped against the chair.

His posture was full of pride and confidence. Feelings that he dared to display just because he showed to everyone that I was his.

It was as if Laito never threatened my actual partner so he could instead sit beside me.

My fingers twitched. In instinct, I drew my hands beneath our desk.

Laito wasn’t assigned to my class. Everyone was aware of that, yet no one seemed willing to confront him. Not even the teachers. They simply let him in, allowing him to act as if he owned the place.

He always gets away. I had to learn it the hard way.

Utter anger suddenly pumped into my blood vessels and underneath the desk, my hands formed into fists. At that moment I wasn’t that afraid of him.

His emerald green eyes were lingering on the board making him seem so innocent and relaxed.

Through my peripheral vision, I could see my pen resting near my notes and the desire to grab it and spear it right on his jugular vein was potent.

Unfortunately, I was uncertain about my plan.

Laito was pulling a façade just so he could blend with everyone else in the room. He was not relaxed nor innocent. Frankly, the opposite.

Just a mere move from me would make him alert.

As if sensing my heated gaze, Laito slowly turned his head in my direction.

In a trice, whatever emotion flooded my system melted away only to be replaced with arrant dread.

Our gazes locked and the same sadistic smirk curled at the corners of his lips.

That haunting look of his in an instant sent shivers skating down my spine. Dark memories flashed before my vision, recalling the times I had to confront him.

He stared at me as if he could see through me. To read my every thought and use them against me.

To mix them with something I clearly didn’t want.

The urge to jump on my feet and storm out of the room was potent. However, I didn’t want to draw the attention of the rest of my classmates. Especially his.

Which is ironic considering that just a few minutes ago I fantasized about his death. The death I would be responsible for.

As the realization dawned within me, my stomach roiled.

Since when did such thoughts invade my mind?

I was never like this…

I was the first one to break eye contact.

Instead of rising on my heels, I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat and hoped he would let me be.

He didn’t.

Before I could turn my head to the open window — anything to convince him that I was unfazed — a warm breath fanned the crook of my neck.

Every apex on my body now grew rigid.

“You, pretending like I don’t exist, does really hurt my feelings, bitch-chan.” Laito whispered at the shell of my ear. The very familiar seductive tone was roughing the edge of his voice.

Something he used to conceal his true intentions. He always used it to tempt me and beget me lust over things that never occurred to me before.

Instead of giving him a reply, I sealed my lips.

Laito chuckled. “Not giving me an answer, I see.” His voice then dropped in an octave. “Is it because bitch-chan found another male to fulfill her desires?”

His voice was still playful, yet I knew better. It was like the thunder before the storm.

I couldn’t stop the second jolt of shivers when he moved in on me.

He stood so close to me that the hair on my nape stood on end. He breathed me in and let out a faint moan. Audible enough for me only to hear.

“Come on, bitch-chan. Tell me I am not enough for you. Tell me that you hate me and my cock doesn’t satisfy your little cunt.”

Once he finished his sentence, heat gathered on my cheeks, and panicky my eyes clashed with the students that stood in front of us.

It was certain that they heard what Laito said, however none of them dared to turn around.

“Aw, is that embarrassment that I sense?” He replied smugly and laughed. Once he sobered, his index finger forced my chin in his direction. “Don’t worry. If that makes bitch-chan feel better, I can promise her that I will tear their ears and gouge their eyes out. Only because they made her uncomfortable.”

My stomach churned at his cruel words and tore my chin away from his grip.

He sensed the hate that I have toward him as his eyes narrowed into slits. Despite the crossness that crossed his features, he didn’t drop his coquet demeanor.

He smirked. “Uh… Might be because my bitch-chan craves for their cock too? Such a dirty slut you are.”

At that, my nails dug into my palms, enough to leave red marks behind. Since I couldn’t bring him pain, I reversed it on myself.

“Shut. Your. Mouth.”

Silence.

My eyes looked at him in terror as I realized what I had just done.

Laito closed his eyes for a moment and once he reopened them, something sick gleamed on them.

In a trice, his hand gripped the flesh of my inner thigh squeezing until a muffled cry escaped from my lips. Even then he didn’t stop. On the contrary, it made him pinched the flesh so hard that my hands curled around his wrist to pry him off.

But considering that he was a vampire, my strength over his was nothing. It was like a feather fighting against the strong wind.

“I think there has been a misunderstanding, bitch-chan.” Laito growled, his teasing tone long gone. “You are my plaything. Mine to use and mine to ruin. You don’t get to refuse my orders and especially not talk back at me. Understood?”

“Laito, you’re hurt-”

He squeezed even harder that hot tears prickled in my eyes. In the end, I nodded in submission.

Laito’s grip grew slack. “Aw, look at you trembling like a leaf. Your fear makes me love you even more…” He leaned closer. “More turned on.”

If it wasn’t for the pain that was left on my now bruised thigh, a crimson shade would be visible on my cheeks.

“Since you obeyed like a good girl, let me reward you.”

I didn’t want anything from him, yet I didn’t dare to protest.

Laito gently took my hand which stood glued on my sides and planted a kiss on it. It took me by surprise at his sudden change of motive and tenderness. It made me petrified. I didn’t trust him.

Our eyes locked and a smile stretched across his lips. Then he guided my hand right on the center of his trousers.

Exactly where his buckle had formed.

In an instant, I tried to pull away but with a firm wrench of his, I stopped. In the end, no matter how hard I tried to stop him it always led to no avail.

I was hopeless.

“Feeling bitch-chan’s fingers touching me, makes me hot all over. Uh, it feels good.” Laito’s playful tone returned and let out a soft whimper.

He wasn’t ashamed. Not even a little bit. On the contrary, I felt his erection growing in size, showing how he was getting off by this.

I felt embarrassed and terrified about getting caught red-handed.

He moved my hand up to the waistband of his trousers. All the while my hand trembled under his.

“Bitch-chan I can sense your arousal. Such a needy whore, you are… Just the idea of us getting caught wets you, doesn’t it?” He chuckled, clearly satisfied with my ashamed face.

I wanted to shake my head in refusal but there was no point to.

In the end, my hand slipped inside his underwear and took out his manhood. I waited for the disgust to rise in my throat and pinch my nose but no such feeling arose from my system.

It had the opposite effect on me.

I felt the source of warmness settling down on my core, causing me to clench my thighs to find some friction. Laito had taken notice and a sadistic smirk curled its way up to his lips.

Pre-cum was leaking from its base and my thumb wiped it off before giving a little stroke.

Hot tears welled up in my eyes as I was confused as to why I felt something I shouldn’t.

It wasn’t fair, yet that didn’t prevent me from pleasing Laito. My hand now picked up pace and every so often soft moans would slip from his lips.

So soft that only the two of us would hear.

As if what he was doing to me wasn’t plenty of torture, his hand skimmed over my inner thigh and under my skirt— his forefingers teasing the lacy of my panties.

My breath hitched and my eyes looked frantically around us. Luckily everyone was paying attention to the lesson.

“Even your panties are drenched, bitch-chan.” He chuckled.

Unlike me, Laito wasn’t gentle with his actions. Frankly, he never was.

Without warning, his finger pushed aside the fabric and inserted two fingers into my pussy. Then he pulled them in and out of me with such force, that I had to bite down my tongue to prevent the moans slipping from my lips.

I didn’t even realize when the hand I was pleasuring Laito with, was captured in his, guiding it against his hard cock.

My half-lifted eyes met his.

As we stared at each other, an unreadable look crossed his features and before I could cogitate it further, his thumb found my clit and with circular movements, he forced me to climax.

My nails clawed at his wrist desperate to push him away but my body betrayed me.

My toes curled and I loomed over the desk to restrain the screams that begged to leave from my lungs and out to the room.

As he pulled his fingers out of me, I didn’t dare to even stare at him.

I was ashamed of myself and mostly betrayed.

Once again he was the one who won.

Only when the school bell rang did I have the strength to move on my feet and gather my things in my bag.

However, before I could jerk to my feet and storm out, a hand pinched my chin jerking me violently to the right. The smell of my arousal hit my nostrils and my breath hitched.

Meeting Laito’s dark gaze made me paralyzed all over. He was already dressed up as if what happened earlier was fictitious.

Before I could tell him to let me go, his fingers touched my lips leaving something sticky and wet upon them.

My eyes widened and my blood turned cold.

“That’s your reward, bitch-chan. Once again you have proved to me how filthy you truly are.”

And with that he let me go.

A chuckle left from his lips and I felt eyes pinning me down like arrows. Eyes that belonged to my classmates. Soon the whispers broke around the room making my chest burn and my fingers jitter.

I stormed out of the classroom wiping with the sleeve of my school uniform the cum on my lips. I didn’t stop even when the skin started to burn up.

Only when I closed myself in a bathroom did I let my emotions out.

 Chapter Two | Devil’s Captive

(Recommended Song: Never Land- A Fragment by Sisters of Mercy)

“Your ice cream is about to melt, bitch-chan.”

By the sound of my nickname, I was jerked back to my consciousness. I could feel Laito’s gaze heating the side of my face and I realized that I dozed off.

Muttering an apology under my breath, my fingers curled around the spoon. Though, when I saw that the ice cream had become a mix of soup and cream, my stomach churned.

Suddenly I was no longer hungry.

Through my peripheral vision, I could see Laito blowing his mulled wine before he took a sip. Then sedately set the drink back on the round table he chose for us to sit on.

He drummed his fingers against the ebony table.

“Did something happen and my bitch-chan lost her appetite?”

The same seductiveness was visible in his tone of voice, yet I could sentience some irritation in his body language. Not even an iota of worry did he feel toward me. Just pure anger for the fact I dragged us up until here.

The Sakamaki brothers decided once the day dawned to visit the town since it had been a long time since we went somewhere altogether. Though everyone hated just the idea of being in each other faces, none of them refused.

Deep down, everyone needed a break from the thick tension in the mansion. All for different reasons. Including me.

Although I was somehow relieved that I could be in a place without being overwhelmed by only the brothers, Laito had the boldness to prove me otherwise.

Once we stepped out of the limo, his hand encircled my shoulder possessively and told the others he would rather be just the two of us than stick around with the pillocks.

Of course, nobody had the willingness to confront him. They detest each other so that worked to Laito’s favor readily. As for me, only fear took the best of me.

That’s why I found the courage and lied to him that I felt lightheaded and I needed something sweet. Which is not entirely a lie, considering that the brothers would drink my blood every so often.

To my surprise, he agreed only due to the fact he didn’t want me to get anemia.

So, in the end, I led him to a Coffee Shop that was teeming with people close to our age. The whole room was enveloped with a peaceful aura, yet Laito’s piercing gaze made me feel anything but halcyon.

I kind of sensed that Laito knew what I said was only an excuse. But as a smirk curved on his lips made me quite unsure.

After all, I did not take a single bite from the ice cream, and that only established that I genuinely wanted to impair his deviant plans.

“No, nothing happened. It’s just the sight of the ice cream that sets me off.” I finally replied.

A hum rumbled on his chest. “Right… Would you like me to order you a new one?”

If our relationship was reckoned to be a healthy one, I would stare at him in awe as he had the will to assist me. However, the hair on my nape stood on end, feeling that something was quite odd.

The word “no” stuck on the tip of my tongue, until I deliberated it once more. Even if later on I would pay the price of my decisions, at least I would win some time before he decides to lure me into a solitary hallway and have his way with me.

I nodded.

On the other hand, Laito smiled at me and the next he signaled to a passerby waitress. As Laito was giving her the new order, the bell of the shop chimed drawing automatically my attention.

It was a couple.

The girl seemed happy to be with her partner and so did he. The boy pointed at a table close to the window and she nodded in confirmation. He even dragged the chair to help her sit down.

Then he leaned in and whispered to her something that made her break into the most beautiful smile I have ever seen.

In a trice, the feeling of envy pumped into my system reminding me I would never get to experience what she has. I was forever stuck in an environment where love doesn’t exist.

At the thought, my stomach roiled and I felt my throat burning up in need to cry.

“Here you go.” A feminine voice said, pulling me out of my thoughts. It was the previous waitress. Her figure hid the sight of the couple, forcing me to stare at her instead.

Laito returned her the now-melted ice cream and soon we were back to being just the two of us.

Forcing myself to swallow the emotions that begged to be set free, my fingers took the spoon, and taking a scoop I inserted it into my mouth.

The hunger never returned. Yet, I posed that it did.

“Bitch-chan I must say you are a terrible actress. No wonder you never had prowess toward art.”

I stiffened mid-swallowing.

I stammered. “What?”

Laito threw back his head and laughed, only to sober up after. “You thought I didn’t know you were lying all along? Poor little you…” He trailed off and as his eyes thinned, I couldn’t stop but feel frightened. “Even how your heart leaps, proves to me what an awful liar you are.” 

Before I could protest, he marched forward. Grabbing my wrist so tightly, the spoon slipped from my fingers and hit the table with an obnoxious thwack.

Laito’s lips skimmed over my knuckles making me freeze in my seat. To everyone, we seemed like a sweet couple where Laito instead of inflicting pain on me, was kissing the back of my hand.

“Laito, please!” I begged as I was trying to pull away from his iron grip.

That only made him put a lot more pressure that I started to think he would actually snap the bone in half.

All the time he was staring at me with a blank look, no emotion visible on his features. Soon, the familiar sadistic smirk curled at the tips of his lips.

“Say, do you think it is fair for me to bite those delicate fingers of yours and taste that divine blood? Or…” His eyes drifted to the couple and my breath hitched. “Show them what true romance is?”

Not giving me the time to comprehend what he was implying, his other hand went under the table and grazed my knee.

My eyes widened.

A blast of flashback hit my vision when the same scene happened just a few days ago in my class. Suddenly my body trembled in arrant fear.

Before he could draw his hand further up, I thrashed in my seat to push myself away. The way I squirmed, my knee accidentally shot up on the table causing it to knock the mulled wine down. The liquid splashed free, only in the end to douse his shirt.

In an instant, both of us froze.

“I’m sorry La-”

In a trice, he released me from his grasp and rose to his feet. Since we pulled everyone's attention by the scene, he faked a heartwarming smile as if to reassure me.

“It’s okay. I will get it dry, be right back.”

And with that, he left me alone so the fear of the consequences to eat me alive.

I watched him as his figure disappeared into the bathroom down the corridor, only then for my eyes to snap in the direction of the exit.

I chewed the bottom of my lip.

The desire to jerk on my feet and make an escape was potent. However, the fear of being caught and facing a more brutal punishment halted that need. My feet stayed glued against the hardwood floor as if what was keeping me in my place was thick roots.

If I ran, he would chase.

It was always like this. Me the prey and him the predator ready to plunge his claws on me and keep me caged forever.

I couldn’t breathe.

I needed a push. Someone to snap me out of the negative emotions and make me believe that escaping would save my life.

And to the love of God, my wish came alive.

The same waitress approached me, finally making me snap out of my insecurities and stare at her wide-eyed. She brought a napkin to clean the mess and as our eyes clashed together, she smiled.

It was a sign for me to understand that not much time had left for me, to debate what to do. In the end, I chose the thing I was most afraid of achieving.

To escape.

Jumping on my feet, the chair scraped against the floor and I retreated.

The waitress’s brows creased in suspiciousness and not allowing her the time to stop me, I bolted toward the exit. Only the words “Wait! You forgot to pay!” met my ears and then I was out — running to God knows where.

The streets were oddly crowded which kind of worked in my favor. Despite bumping every so often into strangers, it allowed me to be spotted harder.

My lungs burnt from the sudden spread, yet I didn’t stop. Not even to look behind me to ensure that I wasn’t been chased after.

The adrenaline pumped into my blood vessels like an addictive drug, yet the longing to be free made goosebumps spread to every length of my body. For the first time, a genuine smile stretched across my lips.

For once, I had hopes.

But as I took a turn, my smile vanished. The happiness melted away and utter fear was replaced reminding me how naïve I always tend to be.

As soon as I turned the corner the familiar black limo came into view. The huge vehicle was driving at its regular speed as if I never tried to escape in the first place. The headlights then came to display and I understood it meant to park just where I had stopped.

I froze hot on my heels and whirled around to run the opposite way when I saw Laito walking alongside the citizens.

His eyes were fixated on me.

The sound of a door opening behind me met my ears but I didn’t move. Instead, I waited for Laito to walk up to me.

Somehow a sinking feeling in my chest told me that my punishment would be less severe if I gave myself up to him and not the rest of his brothers.

“Uh bitch-chan.” He singsonged once he closed our proximity. His hands grabbed both of my shoulders and I recoiled. “Always full of surprises.”

It wasn’t a compliment. Just utter disappointment.

In a trice, his slender palm seized my throat and pushed me with such momentum that when he forced us both into the limo I tripped over my feet. I tumbled on my back, winching.

At the impact, the oxygen left my lungs and a choked gasp slipped from my lips. I tried to stand up but Laito came on top of me, his hips straddling me.

The realization within me dawned on what was about to follow after.

In an instant, my fight or flight mode kicked in and my hands flew to his hard chest punching and slapping — anything to get him off me.

With a click of his tongue, he grabbed both of my wrists in one hand and placed them above my head.

I was now at his mercy.

My eyes flicked in distress to the rest of the brothers, but none moved an inch.

Subaru was staring out the window, while Shu had fallen into slumber. Reiji was focused on his book and Ayato was on his phone. Only Kanato was looking at me with those scary purple eyes of his — an eerily smile visible on his lips.

To obscure the emotions that were on full display, he hugged his teddy to hide his expression.

Hot tears now streamed down my face.

Laito chortled. “You should know by now that crying won’t save you, bitch-chan. You brought this upon you, yet we both know that you secretly love it.”

With his free hand, he unfastened the buttons of my blouse. “Just the idea of being watched excites you, doesn’t it? The way their eyes would be on you while I claim you as mine.” He heaved a sigh— a plain redness visible on his cheeks. “Such a slut you are bitch-chan.”

I wanted to scream that I didn’t feel an iota of lust upon this, yet I was frozen in my place. Even if I dared to fight back, Laito would find another way to convince me otherwise. 

A moan escaped from his lips as the sound of an unbuckling belt illuminated the silence inside the limo. He licked the flesh of my exposed neck and with no tenderness, he pierced the skin with his fangs.

I writhed in agony but I wasn’t going to give him the bliss of hearing my screams and cries. Not even when he ripped my panties and with no warning, he buried himself inside me.

I just stood still on the ground and as my eyelids had fallen closed I dreamt that this never happened.

That I actually escaped.

With that envision I closed myself in until darkness enveloped my body.

In the end, I had lost consciousness.

Chapter Three | To Deceive the Lamb

(Recommended Song: Trap by Camp Claude)

Hearing. The first thing that trickled in through my senses. A faint melody was coming from somewhere and I found myself craving to seek for it. The endeavor to move my limbs had ceased due to a sudden jar of pain. It plagued my every apex, compelling me to focus on my eyelids instead.

Slowly opening them, a spillage of bright light welcomed me, making me reclose them. Blinded by the unusual sight, I was too weary to attempt a second time.

The longing to stay wherever my body is right now is potent. It was too serene for me to focus on my waking. Frankly, I wasn’t ready to face the dark reality yet.

The melody continued.

I perceived its source was coming my way, slowly becoming more audible. It leaped out at me that the melody was actually someone who was humming the tune.

A shadow suddenly loomed over my closed eyelids, before feeling something cold touching the side of my neck.

Without permission I jerked awake, the panic taking over. Before I could sit up and avoid the cringe sensation, something hard pushed me back down.

“Relax bitch-chan. It’s an antibiotic ointment.” A familiar manly voice said.

Laito.

Slowly the panic melted away and my eyes moved to where he stood. I, then, realized that we were in my bedroom. I was lying in the center of my bed while the edge of the mattress dipped with his weight.

The source of light —I was still sensitive to— was coming from the open balcony, the edge of the curtains dancing alongside the morning breeze.

I ponder how many weeks had passed since I last saw the sun.

The cold ointment snapped me out of my rumination, feeling his long thin fingers touching my skin once more. Observing his emerald eyes lingering longer than they should on my neck, I shivered.

As if sensing the fear overpowering me, our gazes locked.

A slow, wicked grin glides across his face. “My, my… Does the affection I inflict on you, scares you bitch-chan? I can’t lie but say that I’m quite offended.”

Bullshit, I wanted to fire back. If someone knows Laito they would be aware by now that this sick vampire gets off by others dread.

But instead of answering, I bit my tongue and averted my gaze.

Laito giggled and continued applying the ointment to my neck. Then he placed a bandage before giving me a peck on the cheek.

So loving for a wicked vampire, I thought.

However, the remorse didn’t hit me when heat gathered on my cheeks. Candidly, I wasn’t ashamed at all. I simply let it blatantly for him to take heed.

Something that made questions plague my mind. Questions, as to why such emotions flood my system.

I should resent him…

Suddenly something moved at the corner of my eye and before I could register it, two hands grabbed my legs. My eyes snapped at Laito who was smiling all innocently. He was on his knees, sitting before me causing me to thin my eyes in wary.

Not giving me a room to protest, he forced them open.

A jolt of pain rushed through my open legs and down my center, causing me to cry out.

“Uh forgive me, bitch-chan… I forgot that your body doesn’t heal as quickly as ours.” Laito apologized.

He looked anything but sincere.

Confusion crossed my features and my eyebrows furrowed. “I don’t understand…”

He placed a kiss on the side of my thigh, heaving a sigh. “Don’t you remember anything from last night’s events?”

Ignoring how my body reacted to his touch, I pursed my lips. I was ready to speak up when Laito’s fingers played with the hem of my nightgown. I paused.

He smirked and the next thing I knew was him shoving it up to my neck. At the impact, the morning breeze grazed my bare skin, realizing I didn’t wear anything underneath the nightgown.

My eyes rounded.

Bite marks were everywhere, covering my skin like permanent tattoos.

My stomach roiled.

Even if my memory was still hazy, I didn’t have to recall what happened to understand what situation I had fallen into.

Tears gathering in my eyes, I forced my legs closed. But Laito had predicted it sooner and sinking his nails in each side of my thighs, he spread them apart, shifting his body between them.

“Let me go!” I gritted only to fall on deaf ears.

His front hovered over me, feeling his breath fanning the center of my breasts. Utterly furious, I raised my hand ready to slap him across the face. However, he was faster and he got ahold of it before my palm met his cheek.

Then without giving me the time to prepare my next strike, he grasped both of them in one hand and placed them on my lower stomach.

He tsks. “Stop the tantrums, bitch-chan.”

As I writhed beneath him, the tears that begged to be set free finally spilled, wetting my cheeks. Like a knife shoved right to my heart is what I felt. Twisting the metal deeper, breaking me slowly into shreds.

I was afraid that one day I would wake up and nothing would be within me.

Darting out his tongue, he licked the swell of my right breast, right where a mark had been placed. Instinctively, I bit the bottom of my lip to conceal my gasp.

A mischievous chuckle rumbled from his chest and our gazes locked. Something dark and twisted was sparkling in his emerald eyes, finding myself drawn in him.

As if a spell was cast within them, pulling me to new strings of submission.

“So needy, aren’t you? Fighting like a feral cat, only to be at my mercy the next. Such a sensitive, bitch-chan.” Without breaking eye contact, he nibbled the flesh and a moan slipped from my lips. He pulled back and smirked. “I start to think that you playact… That the hatred that you have upon me is only a mask to hide your sexual desires.”

I wanted to answer, to justify my place but as my lips parted nothing came out. I was paralyzed, questioning my own sanity.

Laito continued nibbling and licking every mark he had left on me, arousing me to overwhelming sensations. I writhed and moaned all at once.

I shouldn’t but my body had taken over, leaving me with a blurry vision of what was true and not. Even if I wished to hide my burning face, my hands were bound.

I felt his lips on me, leaving hot trail kisses to the center of my stomach until he was lowering dangerously close to my sex.

Turning my head to the side, I swallowed a sob. I felt his piercing gaze upon me, knowing that he could see how I was reacting to what he did.

Despite the pain plaguing my opening that didn’t prevent it from soaking with arousal. Once again, my own body betrayed me — backstabbing me and pushing me right on my nemesis webs.

In a trice, every thought soon dissipated from my mind when I felt something warm and wet touching the folds of my pussy.

I recoiled.

My eyes flicked back to him, watching how the pupils of his eyes dilated as he observed my facial expression. Goosebumps erupted to the pores of my skin, heat gathering on my cheeks.

The scene that was displayed in front of me, was making me feel things that to my dictionary were considered forbidden. I could feel the warmth of his mouth against my wet pussy and pleasure blazed a path to my core.

Without straying his gaze from mine, his tongue thrusted on my opening. Immediately, my body trembled as an answer. I didn’t even realize when he let go of my wrists, my nails now digging in the mattresses underneath me.  

Soon the pain ebbed away, replaced with a mix of ecstasy and a craving for more.

My back arched when his tongue licked my opening up to my clit, my breath becoming uneven. As he was sucking my most sensitive part, my fingers ran through his red hair.

Mind clouded, I grabbed a fistful, debating whether to draw him away or bring him closer. So close that I would forget the bitter reality.

As if sensing my reluctance, he pushed his tongue back on my opening. Pulling in and out so strenuously that I tug at them with such force in desperation for relief.

As an answer, a moan escaped from him, vibrating right on my pussy.

Even there it proved that he had full control of the situation. He knew what strings to pull to bring me under his mercy, slowly drowning me in the darkness of joy and deception.

Tongue-fucking me, his thumb and index finger pinched my clit until a scream was let out from my lungs, and out in the room. As if that wasn’t enough, he rolled my clit between his two fingers until stars prickled my vision.

Tugging harshly at his hair, I basically was riding his face chasing my orgasm like a cat in heat.

I wasn’t thinking straight.

I didn’t recognize myself at all.

Like a light struck my climax hit me, my whole body trembling at his assault. My eyes rolled to the back of my head as sparks of pleasure cascaded like waves to my every apex.

As I was coming down from my high, Laito withdrew, hovering over me once again. Before I could turn my head away, he squeezed my cheeks into his palm and kissed me.

The taste of my arousal was so heavily on my tongue that I felt sick with myself. It was a bitter reminder that I let myself lose in the pleasure.

How could I? How could I let myself satisfy the monster that was standing before me?

Disgust pumped into my veins like a lethal poison and fisting his white shirt, I tried to push him away. However, that only made Laito deepen the kiss, our teeth chattering at the impact.

I cringed.

Without thinking my teeth sunk into his bottom lip, so hard that the taste of coppery spurted in my mouth. Finally, he pulled back, a grimace visible on his features.

His finger skimmed over his bottom lip and as he pulled back he stared at the blood.

I waited for the moment for him to snap and hurt me, not expecting that he would do the exact opposite.

Laito threw his head back, breaking into an unstoppable laugh causing me to fraught. All of a sudden, I was petrified.

“Uh, I would lie if what you just did wasn’t hot. Unlike you bitch-chan, I love the pain so please embrace yourself and hurt me more.” He moaned as soon as he sobered up. He grasped my hand and placed it on his chest. “Right here is my heart… It might not beat like yours but the feelings we contain are the same. So go ahead and punch me until I’m covered in bruises.”

All of a sudden, my hand started to jitter that he had to squeeze it harder.

“I don’t want to.” I stammered.

Maybe my hatred toward him was beyond the level but even such a thing I didn’t find myself doing. Yes, I did imagine stabbing him several times, yet I didn’t have the heart to actually do it.

And I hate myself for it.

Laito smirked, his flirty demeanor on full display. “Fear is only keeping you caged not allowing you to achieve what you truly desire, bitch-chan. I know what you always think about me and I simply want to avail you.” Still holding my hand, he hit his chest with firm force. I gasped. “Hit me, bitch-chan… Show me how much you love me.”

My eyes looked around us in terror, searching for an easy escape. However, that only made Laito furious and the next thing I knew was him slapping me across the face.

The flesh immediately started to burn up and I went still.

Laito clicked his tongue and his grip around my hand loosened.

“What a disappointment.” He muttered. Not giving me another look, he retreated, and getting off my bed, he stalked toward the door.

Once the sharp noise of the door shutting close illuminated the room, I was finally able to drown in my emotions.

“Bitch-chan, I believe the chances of you facing anorexia are higher than anemia.”

All of us had gathered later that day at the monthly dinner, eating like normal people. Or better, pretending to be normal. But as Laito forced me to take Kanato’s seat, cold sweat drenched my skin. My stomach tightened and the need to vomit my insides was strong.

I wasn’t an actress. I couldn’t feign that term of innocence.

The moment he left my bedroom, I pushed myself from the bed and closed myself into the bathroom. As the patters of the cold water of the shower hit my skin, my memory from the previous night was turning bit by bit more vivid.

I couldn’t face myself in the mirror once I remembered.

I was too embarrassed.

A wave of laughter sounded far away from my rumination, slowly bringing me back to reality. Turning my head, I followed the sound.

Laito was smiling at me, enjoying my miserable state. We were sitting side by side — him putting plenty of food on my plate and me blankly staring at him.

I believed that he sensed that slowly my sanity was fading away, now replaced with something darker. However, he didn’t show it. Perhaps he wanted to see me losing my mind.

“Oi Chichinashi. If you think we are going to let you die consider it impossible. Your blood is too precious to be wasted for something so stupid.” Ayato rasped. He was sitting beside his twin, pointing at me with a knife. When he didn’t get my response, he focused back on his steak.

He cut a piece and ate it with a slice of the knife.

I chew on my lip.

“Now, now don’t be too harsh on Bitch-chan, brother.” Laito’s finger skimmed over my bottom lip, stopping me from biting down the flesh. Then his gaze shifted to the table and something gleamed in his features.

He outstretched his hand, grabbing a porcelain plate. Facing me once more, he gestured for me to take it. I hesitated.

On the porcelain plate were all kinds of macaroons. It had so many flavors to pick, yet nauseous is what my tongue tasted.

With a shake of my head, I faced my own plate. Instead of staying silent, I did what piqued my curiosity since the dinner started. “Why didn’t Kanato join us?”

Silence.

Reluctantly my eyes drifted to Laito, seeing his hands grabbing the edge of the plate tightly. He sighed and without answering he picked some macaroons and placed them on my own one.

It was odd for not Kanato to join us and the silence in the room made it even more unordinary.

I looked at Reiji waiting for a reply, only for him to ignore me.

“He won’t come.” Shu gave the answer that I was waiting for.

“Why-”

Subaru clicked his tongue. “Why? Are you serious? You should be happy that the fucker isn’t here.”

“My my, such sweet nothings to your own brother, Subaru.” Laito snapped back. His demeanor was still the usual, yet his muscles had stiffened.

It was clear that he was repressing himself from something.

His brother balled his fists and bared his teeth. “Don’t make me get started. You especially are what makes me feel disgusted. Sitting here with us like you have the right to.” His eyes danced to me. “It’s a shame that you still chose that Vampire over us. Even if one day you going to die in his hands.”

His words were so hurtful, yet so truthful.

I chose to be with Laito. I chose this path of life.

However, I still have the wish for him to genuinely love me. To develop equal feelings.

To be frank there is not a day that doesn’t pass without a thought of me dying under his palms. It assaults my brain every day and every second, only to leave me petrified right after. I cried plenty of times but my heart hadn’t given up. At least not yet.

Laito steeled his spine, turning his undivided attention toward his youngest brother. “As much as I love to see you playing the hero, I’m afraid that I need to interfere.”

Subaru’s jaw tics. “The fuck you-”

“While I’m taking pleasure in the affection you have for me, what about you Subaru?” Laito’s frame leaned in me, his fingers taking a lock of my blonde hair. “The way you express what you feel does really not stick to your character. Say, is it perhaps a way for you to steal my prey?”

My chest tightened upon hearing Laito identifying me as a “prey”.

His head turned in my way as if he sensed my sadness and slightly raising his hand he scented the blonde lock. Before my cheeks could heat up, his eyes drifted back to Subaru.

“There is no such thing for me to do that!” Subaru barked.

“No? Then why choose words that only make me the villain?” Laito grinned. “You think I didn’t notice the hard-on you got, at the spectacle that played in front of you? How you have adjusted your dick in your pants when you heard the muffle cries of Bitch-chan? Or when your eyes instead of watching out of the window as you should, you were looking at Bitch-chan’s unconscious body being fucked?”

At his words, my eyes rounded and my blood ran cold. In an instant, my eyes snapped to Subaru.

“I-is it the truth? You did such a thing?” I was holding my breath all the while, waiting for Subaru to defend himself and tell me that what Laito said was all lies.

But when I saw how his gaze avoided me, it was all of me to understand that it was indeed the truth. Suddenly the world around me started to spin that I had to grasp Laito’s bicep to restrain myself from collapsing.

I wasn’t ready to face the reality that neither of them was actually a good person. That neither of them cared about me.

Even if I decide to take my life away one day, they won’t care.

I won’t be grieved.

I am alone.

“Uh, seeing your face creasing with sadness and fear is really my appeal.” Laito chuckled letting go of the strand. His lips skimmed over the shell of my ear, causing me to cringe. “But don’t let such misery capture the inside of your soul… You will lose yourself before you can acknowledge it.”

My body retreated from him. “…I hate you.”

Laito arched a brow, amusement dancing in his eyes. “You can convince yourself all you want, but your body acts differently.”

Staring at him horrified, my nails sunk into my sweaty palms.

He tilted his head to the side, eyes falling to the gap between my legs. “Does the pain still plague you? If so let me help you with that…”

Before his hand could come my way, I withdrew my arm only to slap him across the face. The sound of a flesh being hit illuminated the room but I was far from concerned.

Feeling my eardrums pumping with hot blood, my eyes welled up in tears. “I won’t brook such a deviant behavior anymore! Your warped mind makes me sick to the core.”

Biting my tongue to suppress a sob, I pushed the chair with my feet to stand up. May I be punished for dismissing myself, I won’t stay close to the person who dares to humiliate me. Not anymore.

But as I was about to leave, Laito mirrored my steps ready to follow me.

My spine steeled in alarm.

His large steps closed our proximity, a lost gaze lingering in his eyes. Before one of us could react, someone suddenly appeared behind Laito, grabbing him by the shoulder.

“Go,” Reiji said without batting an eye at my figure.

And I listened.

Without looking back, I hurriedly step out of the room.

Once the door closed behind me, I did what my heart told me to do.

I ran.

Chapter Four | Drown to the Pleasure

(Recommended Song: Lie by Park Jimin)

"Allow me to be lost in your Labyrinth and discover the mysteries that lie within you. To engulf what I seem to have taken away. Don't withdraw from me, don't be afraid of me. Embrace my comfort, in exchange for your love. Teach me the things I didn't grow up to live and feel... Yui stay by my side." - Laito Sakamaki

The soft wind was soughing among the trees and the gloomy clouds slowly dissipated, revealing the full moon.

A spectacle so rare. So extraordinary.

The sound of footfalls erupted in the solitary night, a shadow appearing in the rosy garden. Every rose bloomed as if the moon was their source of light. Their remedy for eternity.

The shadow transformed into a Vampire, a devilish aura swallowing the garden. Taking the form of a red-haired boy and pale skin as snow, the eyes that it possessed roamed to the roses.

In his opinion, every color holds a story, a memory. But the one he always going to choose is dark red. The red that reminds him of the girl’s blood that printed to his mind. Like an ink, speared to the flesh.

At the thought, his hand stretched across the most beautiful red rose and his thin fingers encircled the stem. Just the image of the girl’s figure reappearing in his vision, he tightened his grip until the smell of blood bloomed in his nostrils.

The unforgiving thorns speared his skin, a loving pain overwhelming him.

His eyes trailed to his hand, watching his blood running down his palm, now reaching the hem of his sleeve.

He smiled.

The emotions that erupted in his system were something he resented. Every feeling and every thought were about that girl that he was afraid that he was losing his mind.

Love doesn’t exist.

This is what he always said to himself. Such feelings were long gone and out of his dictionary. That word was something he never dared to look for, never to feel once more.

There was a time he did and the world around him collapsed before giving him the time to fix it. To fix him.

Yet somehow that girl dared to prove him differently. And he didn’t like it.

Every time he tried to destroy her beneath his palms, she became stronger. Every time he posed fake feelings, to lure her into his trap, she would show him that he didn’t have to. She was telling him with just her bodily actions that whatever he inflicted on her, she would gladly take it.

Because she had fallen in love.

Maybe the fear restrains her from admitting it but he knows it.

He’s fully aware, yet the hatred only blooms like the roses in the garden. He wanted to corrupt her soul. To make her his own plaything.

Otherwise, he will fall into the rabbit hole where no return exists.

Letting go of the rose, its petals hit the dirt ground and he retreated.

Tipping up his chin, his emerald eyes fixated on the open balcony where light was spilling in. Curtains dancing with the breeze, a frame came on full display.

His breath hitched.

The very so girl that possessed his mind was in there, her naked flesh on full display for him to see. She was standing in the full mirror, her tired eyes observing her weak figure.

The bite marks that were printed on her flesh were long gone. Only because he allowed so. The day that his tongue tasted every inch of her, was a medicine to the pain he caused.

As an apology from him for being cruel to her.

Because he made her cry, instead of making her laugh. For making her recoil at his every touch instead of making her adore them.

Only to mess it up in the end.

The way her fierce eyes were piercing him, ignited something within him. For the first time, he felt remorse. But the moment he stood up, the apology on the tip of his tongue had been swallowed just because his older brother stopped him.

Everyone had the idea of him harming her. And deep down he was scared that if his brother hadn’t ceased him that day on the table, the girl wouldn’t stand in her room right now.

Instead, her lifeless body would lay beside the woman he once loved. The same one he killed a long time ago.

“Yui…” Her name slipped from his lips.

As if the young girl heard her name, her head instinctively turned to where he stood.

Her trembling eyes looked past the depths of the darkness, searching for the invader. The way her lips parted, eyes widening the Vampire understood that she couldn’t make out his figure. Though, she sensed it was him who was watching her. She could feel him.

The Vampire waited for her to step away — to close the doors of the balcony and disappear from his eyesight, not expecting that she would act differently.

Even if her eyes couldn’t meet him, for her to read his every thought, she turned her body fully to his way. Hands placed on the center of her chest she remained still.

His brows furrowed, his gaze falling between her legs without any permission given. That day he tasted her, her sweet nectar dripping from his tongue, was like arising into heaven.

She was pure bliss that when he pulled away only frustration is what he got as an aftertaste.

At the memory, the center of his trousers tightened and a groan rumbled in his chest.

She was bad news.

From her side, her head tilted her breath becoming uneven. She expected something from him… Something that he couldn’t give.

Soon, her gaze lowered to the ground a sad expression creasing her beautiful face. Never returning her attention back to him, her footfalls fell behind, slowly disappearing in her room.

Turning off the light, her bedroom was now in total darkness.

May the Vampire hesitated to act while she was awake, he waited patiently for the sleep to take her over. Only then he would be able to do what his dead heart was begging him for.

Sensing her heart beating calmly, it was all for him to appear on her balcony. The doors still open, his silent footfalls stepped into the room, his eyes shifting to her bed.

In a trice, he inhaled a sharp breath, his jaw locking.

Her naked body was on full display, the covers not even reaching her ankles. Leaving herself in such a vulnerable position, made the Vampire fight the sick urges that invaded his mind.

Oh, how the fantasy of him piercing his fangs and tasting her sweet blood occurred to his mind. His hand seizing her throat, feeling the quick heartbeat of her heart as he pounds himself deep inside her… Her innocent eyes begging for mercy. The fantasy of her hitting him and scratching him until blood oozes from his pale skin.

Heat gathered on his cheeks and closed his eyes to restrain himself from achieving what he truly desired. Instead, he shifted his focus on the last words that escaped from these quivering lips of hers.

“I won’t brook such a deviant behavior anymore! Your warped mind makes me sick to the core.”

Such hurtful words. Yet they made him feel at peace.

He wished with all his might, for her to hate him. To resent him to the point she can’t even stare at him. For her to finally prove his assumption… That love doesn’t exist.

Because only lust is what both felt.

The crestfallen expression she makes every time he disappoints her by his actions is a façade. A mask to confuse him to the point that it drives him mad. She doesn’t love him; only carnal crave it is.

A quick pleasure to lose yourself from the feelings that drowned you.

Tipping his fedora hat down, he made his way in her direction.

The opportunity to take her life away was readily given to his hands. Within a matter of time, he could wrap his hands around her neck and end what kept plaguing his mind.

The feelings that he contained for her weren’t real. To him, she is only an entertainment to his boredom.

Once the satisfaction he receives from her ebbs away, he would throw her away like the rest of his past lovers.

That’s what he promised himself when they first met each other.

But the months passed and she still was living in their Manor. Only his promise seemed far from the finishing line, making it harder for him to act as his usual self.

When he brings her pain, his dead heart begs him to refrain. The constant fights he has within himself are multiple. It drives him mad.

She drives him mad.

But as he rounds the bed, his face leaning dangerously close to her own, every thought in his mind seemed to melt away. His muscles relaxed, now looking in awe at how peacefully she slept.

The tiny heart that hung from a chain around her neck was resting in the valley of her breasts, moving with her every shallow breath. With no thought, his pale finger grazed the tiny metal only to draw it away right after.

The vision of when he raped her, hit his vision and he snarled. His every brother didn’t dare to look at him only Kanato. If feelings didn’t lie within his dead heart, Laito would spare Kanato’s life.

But he didn’t.

As soon as her eyelids fell closed — his lust no longer potent as before — he lunged at his brother. Anger was pumping in his system like a lethal flame ready to turn everything into ash just because Kanato enjoyed the pain Laito brought to the only girl he owned. Laito was ready to gouge his brother’s eyes out, to make him blind for the rest of his eternity and he almost succeeded.

If only Ayato didn’t stand in his way. Just when his Vampire nails sunk into Kanato’s cheekbones, a punch was delivered right on his jaw. The only damage he accomplished was ripping the skin off, blood streaming out of the open wound.

That’s why Kanato didn’t appear on the table that day. He knew better than to stay locked in his bedroom and far away from Laito. Because then, no one would be an obstacle in Laito’s way.

He would kill his own brother. And everyone else who would dare to lay a single finger on his girl or see her in her most vulnerable moments.

Even Subaru.

At the thought of his name, Laito’s eyes narrowed into slits, his fists balling into fists. 

Whatever words Laito spat were to deceive Yui from believing that fucker. Subaru didn’t watch her punishment, on the contrary, he took care of her. Scooping her slacked body into his arms as if she were the most precious thing in the world— adjusting her clothes to hide the damage.

He held her so tightly in his embrace, his eyes boring holes into Laito’s face. At that moment Laito understood that whatever connection was between them was no longer there.

It had faded only to be replaced with hatred.

Too bad Yui was owned by his big brother and not him. At the end of the events, he had to give her back in Laito’s arms, even if it pained him.

Subaru couldn’t show that he had developed feelings for that little girl. Both of them knew that Laito would use it one day against him so that’s why he didn’t dare to defend himself on the table.

Subaru was afraid of losing her. Because Yui would choose Laito no matter what. So, if Subaru tried to defend himself, Laito would harm Yui.

And that is when Subaru won’t be able to do anything… He doesn’t want to live with the guilt of not being able to save her, so he had let Laito win that day.

The sound of a whimper snapped him out of his rumination and he stared down at Yui’s sleeping form. Her body was shivering from the cold breeze that Laito clicked his tongue in annoyance.

“How could you leave your body in such a state, Bitch-chan?” He pondered and grazed her bare arm. “Calling me sick when is you who wants me to ravish you. You want me to ruin you.”

Once again, his sick urges haunted his mind, and the smirk that curved his lips soon faded.

He wouldn’t allow his body to be lured by his mind… At least not for now.

Finding the blanket that rested far from her bare feet, he covered her freezing body, and skimming his lips over her forehead he placed a gentle kiss.

“May I be the one whom you dream of tonight.” He paused forcing himself to pull away. “Goodnight...”

Yui.

Chapter Five | Withered Heart

(Recommended Song: Trash by Korn)

"Until when do your broken promises turn into promises of brimful verity? Until when would you see the sober thought of my love for you? You are my dearest, my beloved, my everything... I am tearing my insides and I am offering them to your merciless hands. My soul is owned by you, my love. Yet you demand more than I have. More than I can give. My heart slowly becomes like yours. Rotten. Corrupted and unwanted. I ponder dear... Will you still hold onto me, even if I escape you?" - Yui Komori

Chaos within the heart, peace lingering in the mind.

Like a heavy storm, tearing nature in half only to solace her with a colorful beam after — its beauty to hide the damage that had been created.

Peering down at the rosy garden the merciful wind was tearing the petals of the beautiful roses. Its strong flow raised them in the air, giving them a transient dance only to abandon them right after.

Hands touching the balustrade of the balcony, I leaned dangerously close peering down at the ground. I slowly stood on my tiptoes to welcome the wind and as golden strands slapped my cheeks, I begged for my own dance.

To make me twirl and arch my back with every movement until I’m forgotten, the darkness to loom behind my closed eyelids.

Just as it was drawing me into it, wanting to pull me into its embrace, a sudden movement moved at the corner of my eye, oozing away that sensation. The longing to end what torments me.

A wave of terror chills run down my spine and I clutch the edge of my nightgown, goosebumps erupting in my pores. But it wasn’t because of the coldness that marrows me to the bone.

It was the situation I found myself entrapped into. Yearning for my end — to finally escape what seems to rack me.

The ambiance was eerily similar to the first time I was sent here to the Manor — the man who wooed me physically, captivating my attention, and leering me deeper into the dark. How the haunted memory of giving my body for him to ruin and steal something I wanted to hold to the one I truly love.

I recalled the first time I felt true pain, my feet luring me back to where I’m standing right now. Though then, I wasn’t alone.

I can still feel his cold hands encircling my waist, taunting me with words that ending my life will free myself from whatever lurks in my mind. That I will find the only thing, I can’t seek from the place I was forever trapped.

Peace.

In a trice, a light tore the dark sky in half, its sound stealing a gasp from the depths of my chest. Tipping my chin up, I stared at how the clouds slowly hid the bright moon, knowing that a storm was about to come.

My feet retreated and my head turned to the shadow that snapped me out of my rumination.

Light purple hair in a figure was standing far away in the garden, his back facing me and obscuring his facial expression from my eyesight. Yet, I didn’t have to see him to recognize who it was.

Frozen on my feet I watched Kanato plucking roses that were unharmed from the wind, his other hand clutching his teddy bear in a tight hug.

Curiosity piqued me as to why he was there. As long as I can remember Kanato hated to be in that environment. He claimed that bad memories plagued his head.

As if he could hear my thoughts, the movement on his hand froze, his body swiveling in the direction of mine. Before he could see me, I quickly withdrew into my bedroom, hiding my presence behind the thick curtains.

I didn’t want him to see me. The night he enjoyed what pained me the most, after that, I just couldn’t be near him. Resentment isn’t something I feel toward him, only scared of what he plans on doing to me.

The memory was still potent in my mind when I finally saw him after my incident. How big the scars were under his eyes, Laito’s nails forever ruining his flawless face. Because of the damage Laito had done, the dark circles underneath Kanato’s eyelids weren’t visible anymore.

Now I’m more scared to stand in the same room with him, knowing what would come from him will be ten times worse than death.

Waiting patiently to make an appearance, I peer into the long garden from where I was hidden, finding him gone. But as I made a step outside, a pain in my heart cut my airflow, suddenly not being able to breathe.

It was as if someone squeezed my throat, a knife spearing my heart.

Follow him…Follow him… Follow him.

Like ringing bells, a woman was whispering in my ear, commanding me to follow Kanato’s heels.

Wanting to refuse, my feet disobeyed me either way. Still the pain plaguing my heart, like a puppet being controlled by its master, my footfalls reached the hallway and descended the Manor’s grandiose staircase, until I was standing in the middle of the rose garden.

It was too quiet.

So quiet that chills skated up and down my spine, sensing that something was completely foreboding.

The stark wind teased the hem of my nightgown, my bare soles touching the pebbles and withered petals of the garden. I was lost — another thunderclap ripping the night sky in half.

With the force of the wind, my body was coerced to move forward — past the entrance gates and driveway. As I was dragged farther and deeper into the dark forest, the fog bit by bit enveloped the Manor and out of my line of sight.

My heart was hammering against my ribcage, yet my muscles refused to obey me. It was as if someone took me by the hand, leading me to an unknown destination.

“Yui?”

In a trice, the woman’s voice faded away along with the pain within my heart, leaving me with the fear of being alone with someone I tried for so long to stay away from.

Kanato was standing a few feet away, his eerily eyes staring deep into my soul as if he was searching for answers that I refuse to tell. Teddy was in his tight embrace and the roses he previously plucked were in his other hand, fisting them until blood was dripping down on the dirt.

I cringed.

“I asked you a question, Dolly. And I expect an answer.” He said in a clipped tone.   

Licking the bottom of my lip, I replied honestly. “…I don’t know.”

I could feel his burning gaze, lingering on my inappropriate outfit, an unreadable expression creasing his features. It seemed that he believed me, yet I knew he wouldn’t spare me the time to go back and hide.

“Come. I want to show you something.”

Without waiting for my answer, he whirled around, his footfalls departing in the dark forest. Not wanting to be alone in a place I never got to explore, my heels spread their pace, trying to catch up to Kanato.

“What is this place?” I asked hesitantly, stroking my bare arms as the coldness rattled me to the bone.

Kanato scoffed at the front. “Are you perhaps blind? A graveyard of course.”

A tune was rumbling in his chest as he marched to a specific tomb. Kneeling before it, he left the roses and silence stretched across the dreary place.

Putting some space between us, my eyes drifted to the dry blood on his palm and the hem of his sleeve. Even if the piercing wounds had healed, it didn’t prevent me from shivering at the sight.

The tune he hummed soon ended, and he heaved a sigh. “Do you know who was buried in here?”

“No.”

“It was my Mother.” Turning his head, our gazes clashed together.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” I said softly. And I meant it.

However, Kanato’s eyes thinned and rose to his feet. He squeezed his Teddy even tighter and clicked his tongue in irritation.

“Sorry? For what?” He barked and I flinched. “You didn’t even know her.”

Despite the fear, I tried to pose calm. “But it was your Mother. I know what feels like to lose a parent.”

He scoffed before breaking into laughter. Tears were brimming in his eyes, the sound he made reminding me of hyenas.

“You do, don’t you?” He breathed and whirled to stare at the tomb. “But I didn’t lose her, Dolly… I burnt her while she was still alive. God, just the memory does bring me the chills.”

In a trice, Kanato kicked the stone, and a scream of anger slipped his lips, causing me to recoil. He kicked it again and again and as he seemed to be in pure pain he used his fists in exchange.

“FUCKING CUNT!” He bellowed. “I had finally got rid of you, only for you to return back to me! Fuck, are you obsessed with me or something? As if tormenting your children for years wasn’t enough!”

He growled as his body was trembling in utter madness.

Suddenly a thunderclap loomed in the night sky, its loud noise causing my ears to ring. I yelp and as I covered my ears at the terrific noise, the heavy rain I long waited for, finally began.

“Kanato-” I shouted over the rain.

Even if questions lingered in my mind as to why he resented such a person as his Mother, we had to return back to Manor. It was too dangerous to stay here and frankly, I wanted to stay far away from him.

But when I tried to reach him — to jerk him back to his senses — an unwelcomed pain shot through my heart.

Badoom.

Placing my hands on the center of my breasts, I tried to calm my breathing, only to hurt even more. Shambling a few steps ahead, my knees gave me up and I collapsed in the wet mud.

I tried to blink and not let myself lose consciousness when I saw two pairs of shoes standing in front of my face. I gasped a breath, trying to reach out to him.

What is this pain, why am I feeling this way?

“K-Kanato…”

He outstretched his hands, pushing my body until I was lying on my back. At that, the patterns of the heavy rain were piercing me like knives, my nightgown clinging to my naked flesh like second skin.

I shut my eyes closed when I felt his hips straddling me — the hardness of his erection poking my flat stomach. Bile rose in my throat, knowing that I couldn’t escape him.

Badoom.

“P-please…” A sob escaped from my parted lips.

But as I tried to squirm from beneath him, his thumb stroked my damped cheek, his hot breath fanning the shell of my ear.

“Shhh… Watching you suffer in pain makes you as beautiful as a Doll.” Fisting a fistful of my hair, he leaned in to smell them and sighed as if he was in heaven. “God, the desire of me strangling you to death and then creating you in something better can make me almost climax.”

Parting his lips, he darted his tongue out and licking the base of my neck, his hips rolled against my stomach. Even if I gagged, terrified by his eerily demeanor that didn’t cease his hunger. In fact, that made him push my limits further.

“Hell, you smell like her, yet I can’t refrain.” Piercing the flesh of my neck with his fangs, I choked in a scream. He pulled back to whisper.  “Haah… Even taste like her.”

As his lips skimmed down my throat, he pushed my nightgown down, his tongue lapping the swell of my breast, sucking and nibbling not caring if that destroyed me mentally. I wanted to push him away and scuffle off but I was paralyzed.

I was like… A doll.

“Yui...” Kanato moaned my name. “Isn’t this what you like? To be pleasured until you are lost in your high?”

Leaving my nipple with a pop, his face hovered over mine. When he saw tears running down my already wet cheeks, he frowned.

“Come on don’t cry. I bet when Laito forced his way in you, your body secretly was craving for it. Isn’t that right?”

As the rain drenched us both — like a whoosh of the wind, the pain melted away and I gasped for a big breath. Without missing the opportunity, I gathered whatever saliva remained in my mouth and spat it in his face.

Before he could react, my hand reached to a nearby rock, and grabbing it I hit the side of his head. Hard.

Kanato groaned, his body falling right beside me.

I didn’t wait.

Once his weight left from above me, I hurriedly scrambled to my feet, already bolting to where we came from. His hysteric laugh boomed alongside the trees as my bare feet were pumping against the mud. And I swear I could feel the vibrations coursing through my body.

Never once did I look behind my back.

Numb.

This is what I felt.

Nothing was undulating within me. Like an empty box that had been treasured with significant possessions only for them to be snatched away against their will.

My mind was blank. Yet somehow, my body seemed to know where it was guiding me. Trusting it, I was too exhausted to dissent.

Wet footprints were I leaving behind my heels, the needles of the rain resuming outside from the open doors of the Manor. As I was sashaying the stairs, I found myself halting by the melody of an instrument.

The kind of melody that each time I hear, a frisson of overwhelming emotions floods my system. Swiveling to the side, I was now face-to-face with the door — the only thing blocking the reveal I craved to see.

Without a delay, my sweaty palm hovered over the knob, and twisting it, I pushed myself inside.

As the door fell close behind me, my eyes drifted to where the melody was coming from and froze, transfixed to the display in front of me.

At the far corner was Laito — his figure behind a dark piano. As his long thin fingers touched with such passion the ivory keys, his posture moved along with the outcome tune. His eyelids were closed, putting all his trust in his hands. Sweat was glistening on his forehead, his brows lining into a knob of crossness and fury.

The melody he dared to summon had such fervor and vehemence as if it was a love song for a past lover that was now long gone. His posture leaned close to the instrument, dipping his head, leading to red strands of hair falling on his eyes and blocking my access to seeing the emotions that were drawn in his features.

The only thing I could admire was the enchanting melody. Though, it made me curious as to whom that song was written for. It was full of love — yet his fingers thrusted into the lowest keys, creating a darker tune, mixing the melody between love and hate.

It was like this past relationship was twisting in a knob of happiness, just to be untied with brutality.

In a trice, warmness skated over my freezing body, the need to be close to him, potent. I wanted to wrap my hands around his shoulders, my lips to kiss his cold neck. To share the emotions that looked like they tortured him.

For once, I wanted to be his partner…

Not his prey. Not his puppet. Not his plaything.

Nothing.

But before I’m allowed to close our proximity, his fingers slipped from the keys, a single wrong note ruining the bubble of my thoughts in an instant.

“I must admit that the nerves you have are something to be admired.” Not turning his head in my direction, he continued. “Tell me… Was my brother’s comfort that great?”

Finally, he faced me, his emerald eyes pinning me down. He didn’t wear his fedora hat, his long hair swaying with the breeze from the open window after him. It took me long, to realize that the curtains were drawn, welcoming the angry patters of the rain inside the big room.

I was so amazed by the melody. So lost by the magic he can muster.

My numb fingers grazed the two holes in the side of my neck, feeling the scab beneath my touch.

It isn’t what it seems! I begged to be freed! I didn’t want this!

A scream inside me wanted to say those words out loud, yet all I did was stand there observing him. For once, a strange expression was curved in his features, and suddenly I was inclined to find out the cause.

He looked as if he was in pure malady. As if his soul was fighting against the dark past.

Laito seemed to read my thoughts, clicking his tongue in vexation as a response. With a blink of an eye, he was in front of me, his hand snaking around my throat.

“Quit looking at me with such disappointment!” He snarled, his face inches away from mine. “Hooking up with another man, just to run back to my embrace. Like a fragile little girl… Not having someone to depend on!”

Even if his hand converted into my new necklace, he didn’t fetter my airflow. Since my flight or fight mode didn’t kick in, my forefingers met his cold cheek, caressing his skin — my own tears spilling free.

I didn’t know why.

It just felt right.

To shed tears for someone that it wasn’t me.

Because if it wasn’t love. It sure was a bond. A bond that both of our strings entangled created feelings that my old self wasn’t even aware that they existed.

Right now, he didn’t see me.

The one he was grasping was the one who turned him the way he was.

His past lover.

“Kiss me,” I whispered.

Kiss me until I swallow that sorrowful grimace of yours. Kiss me until you can only see me. Not her. Kiss me to the point we forget the world around us. Until the very source of light and sound fades away.

Just kiss me…

My forefinger brushed his bottom lip, tugging at it — my own lips parting in anticipation.

For a while his eyes fell closed, leaning to my touch, his hand around my neck growing slack. Inside his head, he was fighting battles, yet his body was closing our proximity bit by bit. In the end, his hard chest had collided with mine.

His body was so cold, but I wasn’t sad because I couldn’t feel his heat… On the contrary, I was happy that for once my own form was cold too.

We had a common. I felt closer to him.

“Laito…” I begged.

Shaking his head once, the next he pulled away — the atmosphere we created shredding into a million pieces. My chest tightened, the rejection hitting harder than I had predicted.

Turning his back to me, he walked back to the piano. “Go.” He cut me off.

“I didn’t kiss him.” I reasoned.

“I know.”

“I wouldn’t give him my body.”

“…I know.”

“Even then you were in my mind,” I said this time more falteringly.

It was the truth.

The night he had visited me secretly it was all for me to brim full of hope. Every time I was distracted by other things, it was him who would pop into my head randomly.

Because while he had the chance to kill me… He didn’t.

Observing how his fingers kissed the milky keys, I chewed my bottom lip harshly until the taste of coppery was heavily on my tongue. It was something to distract me from the desire to run up to him and beg until I humiliated myself.

Of course, he didn’t respond.

His forefingers played the first notes, the aura of the melody haunting my ears and back to my ideation of what troubled his dead heart.

I remained still waiting for him to end his play and to look at me. I didn’t move from my spot not even when my teeth started to jitter. Not even when my toes and my fingers turned blue from the cold. Not even when my every limb had become numb to the point I couldn’t move them anymore.

I just waited patiently for him to meet my eyes — for once to acknowledge my presence and see that I was not an object.

Something to prove to myself that deep down… He cared.

Yet…

He didn’t once.

[diacripticcomplex]

Can I request a yandere ayato x yui please? It doesn’t have to be a smut fic but if it is I’m fine either way, thanks (love your writing btw)

Ayato's POV:

I can't think or eat normally, staying away from her might be the only guarantee for her safety. She keeps on trying and trying to get my attention, putting herself in dangerous situations on purpose, she knows that shit pisses me off. All I can think of is her, her deep velvet eyes and the sadness she bears, her creamy skin that I taint with my fangs and her sweet hot blood that quenches my thirst. I know that if this continues I will end up killing her, if she did not mean anything to me I would not give a shit but she means the world to me, I want to slaughter anyone who gets in our way. These bastard Mukami assholes, my brothers, my uncle I dont care..they should all just drop dead, every human ballsack looking guy should die too...she belongs to me, and only me, no one will have her but me. Fuck! Ha, I think I am going insane, I never wanted it to get this bad. I don't want to leave her alone, I want her next to me at all times but I might actually kill her if that is the case..the thought of not being by her side at all times that shit doesn't sit right with me, I don't like the idea of her interacting with anyone but me..

That night, I took a bunch of percs, after thinking it through I decided to slaughter everyone in our path, I started with my lurking Uncle Richter, his presence only made matters worse but killing him was the most challenging, I tore him to pieces limb by limb, then I hurried over to those Mukami bastards, I sniffed 3 lines of cocaine before torturing the those subbreed bastards. Azusa and Kou were easy to kill, I didn't waste my time torturing them, but Ruki's death was to be slow, I wanted to enjoy his agony, cutting out his tongue so I don't have to hear his annoying voice, perhaps I'll cook his tongue and feed it to her..after a few hours of torturing him in front of Yuma I slice his throat and decapitated his head, as well as the other Mukami brothers, I wanted to take their heads and put them on spikes as decorations around the manor, a warning to my brothers, who indeed were next.

After a few more lines of cocaine I was in a frenzy, I decorated the manor gates with their heads. I went back into the manor, she was standing there in horror. "What have you done..!?" she asks in panic and worry, tears in her eyes as she looks away from the sight. I grab her face and make her look at it. "They were in the way, anyone who gets in my way will meet the same fate." I tell her, smiling like a madman probably, she gives me a look of fear, that look does it for me, I kiss her, she resists the kiss, so I pull away and whisper to her "you're not content until they are all gone right? Don't worry, I'll make your wish come true." I told her, my eyes were gleaming into her, that cocaine had me jittery. "No no I dont want anyone else to die.." she makes her pleas, pretending to be this good human and all that crap. "Make no mistake, if I wasn't here these bastards would do as they wish with you, you want that?" I ask her, gripping onto her shoulder blades, she shakes her head then continues to try and defend them I heard enough come from her mouth, I bite her lips, sucking the blood from there until they turn all purple, she passes out after a few moments so I take her into my room and lock her in there, she will wake up to a lovely present.

I took a few more percs, and sniffed the remaining cocaine I had, killing Shu, Reiji and Subaru would be more of a challenge, Laito would expect this and Kanato would be a bitch about it, I'll kill Laito and Kanato quickly, we shared a womb I have to make it a clean and swift death for them. “Ah Ayato, you’ve come to kill me, you’re getting a bit mes-“ Laito began to say but I sliced his head off, Kanato as well, I took their bodies outside and set it a blaze, the fire crackled loudly, this caused Reiji to come out. “Ayato have you lost your mind?!” He went on, I shoved my fingers deep into his eye sockets and tore out his eyeballs, crushing them in my hand, then I pushed Reiji into the fire. I’ve wanted to do that for a long time. “..what the fuck have you done..?!” Shu, lazy dull bastard commented, “ha, shu aren’t you scared of fire? I’ll rip your heart out instead” I tell him and yank it out his chest then throw his heart into the fire, his body goes limb and he falls, I burn him too, all that was left was Subaru. He must be hiding.

I began searching the mansion, I made a turn from my room and saw Subaru holding his dagger up to her throat. “Ayato you’ve gone insane, try to kill me and I’ll kill her” he says pressing his dagger to her skin, something in me jolted, I was mad with bloodlust, I did not think, I simply snatched Yui and had her in my grasp now. “She’s mine! Ill fucking kill you, don’t ever touch her again.” I state, I tear off her clothes right in front of Subaru, and start groping her breasts, she tries to cover herself, I grip her wrists so tightly it felt as if her blood circulation would stop, I force my way into her, one hand on her neck, my member deeply in her, she cried and protested the entire time but I wanted Subaru to understand, that I will kill to get what I want, and she is what I want.

[blueberrypancakesworld]

Yandere ~ Sakamaki ~ Headcanon

Masterlist

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Shu : Even if he sleeps a lot and does so when you are with him, I think he almost develops a kind of obession. He is the head of the family and to tease you and see you suffer and love you is worth it to him to get up. To get one over on his brother Reiji and to demonstrate that you belong to him and not to Reiji. You will be by his side all the time, he will pull you close to him, tease you in public and just drink your blood, it is his right as the head of the family. But your loudness, your voice, he would get rid of it no matter if his hands were around your neck until your voice is lost or he has you in such a weakened state all the time that you have no choice but to be quiet and obey him.

Reiji : You are his imperfect experiment. In his eyes it will be his masterpiece to make you what you should be. Perfect. It is his greatest pleasure to discipline, teach and punish you. You have no choice for every time you don't behave, he will drag you into the dungeon and strike you heartily. In the end you are perfect, a creature of intelligence, obedience and decency. You are worthy of love in the form of praise and attention and that he drinks your blood. His gentle side will be when he gives you a cup or a book at the end of the training. But everything else you have to work on what he likes to support, with hits and whips because better than perfect it always goes.

Ayato : He wants all the attention from you whenever, wherever, however. In his eyes he has every right to make you his. You live only for him, you cook for him, you give him your blood and you give yourself to him physically. Whether you want or not you have no choice. You are his only and he will make that clear to each of his brothers whether he calls you to him out of a sense of loss of control and bites you in front of everyone. Or just bosses you around all the time. You are his pretty stupid scared puppet. He can be gentle but only in the form of less nasty teasing or a gentle hug where he just holds you when memories of his past come up and he kisses you gently. But this is very rare, but when sleeping he will pull you to him a moment in which your relationship seems normal.

Kanato : You are his doll no more and no less. You are his to dress, to feed, to talk, to bite and to sleep with you when he wants. You are his so that he can torture you and love you. If you become angry he will destroy everything you love, if he has already done so he will simply hurt you. He loves it when you do exactly what he commands, your mind already knows exactly what you have to do. He loves to have tea ceremonies with you, eat sweets with you and just have fun. A softer side shows up when he feels alone, he will look for a kind of mother in you, pull you close and put his head on your lap and just be held by you. A moment in which his cries and angry shouts do not go through the weeping.

Laito : You are his pleasure. You are a guest, a maiden you have and may not leave him he will make sure you stay with him. He will chain you in your or his room if he has to, always near a bed, but as far as sleeping with you is concerned, he doesn't care where he sleeps with you. When he feels like it you should be there for him. You should love and desire him. He will force you to show that, he will put the knife in your hand and force you to hurt him or just kill his brothers in a fit of Laito's madness. His grace is that he doesn't hypnotize and force you all the time. He wants you to ask him something. In his eyes he is more than merciful.

Subaru : His way is one of the gentlest. On the one hand, there will be only you for him. On the other hand, you are the victim of his rage when he is torn between his past and love. He will become like his mother, lock you up in the same tower and leave you there. Seeking your closeness when he needs someone for the blood or physical closeness. But in his madness he would not let anyone get close to you for fear that they will hurt you, you yourself are put in chains all the time for fear that something will happen to you. But as already said his rage will not only be directed against you what he then tries to make up with cuddles. But if it must be he kills his brothers all himself you are his and you will not escape the cage.

[cozymoko]

THANKヽ(*´∀)ﾉﾟYOU for doing my request (the Mukami sister one)! I loved it so much!!!

You mentioned that Platonic Yanderes are your favorite, so I hope you don't mind terribly if I make another request? Your headcanons for the Sakamaki or Mukami brothers (whichever you prefer!) with a young sister who's energetic and adventurous. She is always eager to try new things (regardless of danger), tends to run off to explore her surroundings and, worst of all, loves to meet new people. Basically a nightmare scenario for her poor brothers haha

RECKLESS, SOCIAL LITTLE SISTER

Note: No thank YOU and keep 'em coming, I enjoy doing them very much! (≧∇≦)

SYNOPSIS: Sakamkai's with little sister who enjoys exploring, is reckless, and loves to meet new people.

Pairing: Sakamaki brothers (seperate) x platonic! sister reader

Format: Headcanons

WARNING(S): Yandere themes, mentions of murder/obsessive behavior in Kanatos' part.

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SHU SAKAMAKI

The ridiculous amount of energy you have is already enough for him. Shu doesn't so much as try to keep up with your childish eagerness anymore. You'll learn your lesson sooner than later so he does very little interfering with your careless endeavors. That is if they don't cause you any serious trouble.

However, he draws the line at your friendliness. Nothing gives him more of a migraine than your pointless interactions with everyone you meet. It's exhausting, to say the least, and he prays that you'll grow out of it someday. But if it makes you happy as of now, then so be it.

"Tsk, troublesome girl...What do you gain from interacting with strangers? Hah, figures, at this rate I'll have to tie you to a chair."

REIJI SAKAMAKI

You've had your fair share of punishments by Reiji's hand, which was no surprise. For instance, when he caught you dangling from that villainous branch that framed your bedroom window or even seated on your knees to coo to a mere alley cat who caught your eye. He. Was. Livid.

Your need to befriend every person you see is ridiculous. As a young lady, you should be focusing on your studies and extracurriculars he arranged in your stead. There's absolutely no time to be dwelling on insignificant people who will do little to better you. But a little begging goes a long way, my dear.

"Young lady, have you lost your mind? Such behavior is absolutely unacceptable. Have you no care for your safety? This kind of behavior cannot possibly go unpunished."

AYATO SAKAMAKI

Ayato couldn't give two fucks about your "adventures", better yet, he'll tag along just to "protect" you. (Or taunt you for better wording). With you being immortal, death didn't come as easy as other things so he has no real worries for you...safety-wise.

Now, this is the utmost disrespect. How could you possibly want to speak with anyone but him? Ayato is a narcissist so save yourself the pointless arguing, you won't win. He's petty to the point that you almost forget that he's older than you! But I digress, a few shots to his ego and he'll be as good as new.

"Oi, what's the point in talking to other people when Ore-sama is here, you're wastin' your time. I'm way better than 'em anyways!"

KANATO SAKAMAKI

You're lucky. If you weren't his sister, he'd kill you. Everything about your personality plagues him and his sanity. Or whatever's left of it. He found your recklessness to be incredibly unladylike. If ruining dresses was a sport, you'd be a pro and he despises you for it.

Not even his own sister is exempt from being locked away. Kanato may not be as inclined to do it but the option is still on the table. Nothing terrifies him more than the possibility of you leaving or attempting to replace him, he won't allow it. Even if he has to kill everyone you meet.

"Hey! Don't do that, you'll ruin the dress I made you! Uu...You're so careless...hic...are you trying to worry me?!"

LAITO SAKAMAKI

Though not the protective type, Laito never strayed too far from your side. In mild curiosity, perhaps, but mostly for his own enjoyment. If you truly need it, he'll save you; however, don't expect this to happen often. You're a vampire after all, why would he ruin his fun to rescue someone making rash decisions? Even his precious sister is no exception~!

At first, he found your boldness amusing. Ranging from painfully awkward encounters to the potential blooming of new friendships. But he simply cannot ignore the lingering stares you received, some in astonishment and others not so much. That left him in quite a sour mood.

"Ah~! That boy, do you know him? Fufu~ he was definitely flirting with you just now. What a shame, I'd never allow such filthy men to touch you."

SUBARU SAKAMAKI

As we all know, Subaru is awful at suppressing his emotions despite how hard he tries. Nothing will ever prepare him for this heart-stopping behavior of yours. Subaru understands that you're growing up and you can take care of yourself, but even that isn't enough to ease his nerves. Especially not with you taking after your "dumbass of a father", as he'd say.

The first time he witnessed this he almost had a heart attack. His fair skin was drained of every drop of color and he appeared absolutely mortified, which he was. Subaru had left your side for a mere second and here you are, seated at a table, completely engrossed in a conversation with mortals that looked to be your age. All in all, he's just anti-social and protective, don't be too hard on him!

"Oi, don't go talkin' to just anybody, got it? Ha—? what do you mean 'why?' Tch, forget it, I'll beat their asses instead."

[jokingmisfit]

Nightmare not Reality

Reiji Sakamaki x Reader

Prompt- “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay.”

I had no idea how to end this so if the ending is bad I am sorry.

It was stupid, and I know that when he sees me he’ll call me pathetic, maybe even ‘punish’ me for disturbing him, but I can’t not check on him.

The images flashed in my mind. His barren eyes. They always hide emotion, but they look empty and hollow. They looked just like him, dead.

The sensible part of me whispers that it was just a nightmare, that none of it was real, but another part says that it could be a sign he needs help.

It surprised me that I even cared. After all he’s done, after all he does. I still care.

I didn’t at first. In the beginning I hated him and his brothers. The only reason I didn’t fight them off was so Yui was being drained of every drop of blood in her body. 

Eventually, though, Reiji made me spend hours of my day in his study or his room. He wanted to teach me about everything and anything. He adored the punishments he got to give when I slipped up, but he held me so closely afterwards.

It was nothing more than Identification or, more commonly known, Stockholm Syndrome.

Me believing that he was nice to any capacity was just my brain trying to cope, to save me. The smaller part of me is trying to keep me safe and far from insanity.

My mind races as I grab my silk robe. The creamy white cloth wrapped around my body loosely. I pull it closer to give myself faux comfort.

I step out of my room. I take calming breaths as I walk to his room. The last thing I need is for him to hear my breath hitching. The deep breathing helps me to stop shaking too.

I get to his room door and knock lightly. I found that tapping twice on the door gets the best reaction from him. I doubt any reaction will be great after waking him up, however.

I stand quietly. I listen closely hoping to hear anything from inside.

I don’t.

The door opens abruptly. I look up as calmly as I can. I know he isn’t happy. The obvious is shown more when I look into his eyes.

He’s glaring down, but not speaking. He wants me to speak first. I know.

I know.

I take in a breath and wrap my arms around myself. “I’m sorry to wake you… I, um, was worried about you…”

Reiji continues to stare.

“Ok, uh, you, um, think I’m being weird. I guess that’s fine and you’re probably going to think I’m pathetic for saying this, but,” I say, stumbling over my words. “I had a nightmare about you and I just wanted to make sure you’re okay. Because as stupid as I know for a fact I sound, I care about you and just needed to know that you are good.”

My hands start to shake again, and he continues to stare. Usually he’d say something. He should’ve said something by now? Right? 

I shakily sigh. “Well, you’re alright, so I’m, um, gonna go, i guess… Um bye.”

I send him a slight wave and turn to go.

Quickly, I’m pulled back to my spot from before.

Reiji looks down at me with the usual glare. His magenta eyes still shine in the dark.

“It’s rude to interrupt someone so abruptly then leave so unpleasantly.” He states matter-of-factly.

“I wasn’t trying to be rude.” I whispered. “I just wanted to make sure you weren’t hurt.”

“I’d say you sound pathetic, but you’re clearly already aware of that.” He opened the door wider. “Come inside, sit on the couch.”

“Yes, sir. Thank you.”

I move into the room. Reiji closes the door. I walk with precise steps, or at least I try. He watches me, he always does. I sit straight on the edge of the couch. He walks over to the couch and sits next to me.

“I’m not sitting right.” I whisper.

“You’re not.” He responds. “But, your mind is fractured. Isn’t it?”

“It was just a nightmare… Nightmares aren’t real.”  I mutter.

“They are not,” He agrees. “However, your mind is weak. Tell me, what is it you saw that frightens you so much? Hm?”

Dead magenta eyes. A limp body. Perfectly groomed hair, and clothes now tangled and torn.

Over and over I saw his death.

I look over to him. Tears brimmed in my eyes, and I couldn't care what he must’ve thought.

“I saw you… I saw you dead.” I couldn’t say anything else.

I fold my hands in my lap tensely.

“I don’t see why that is so disturbing for you.” He states in confusion.

“Because I care!” I shout. “Because for some reason the thought of no longer being able to talk to you or see you anymore stresses me out and the thought of someone hurting you scares me because no matter how much I want to hate you I don’t! Cause you’re the only person I can talk to about tea sets and tea flavors and you teach me new things and you smell amazing and you do everything in a confusingly perfect manner that makes me admire you more than I do anyone else.” I sigh. “Because I stupid as it sounds I don’t wanna lose you.”

Reiji adjusts his glasses and lets out a sadistic laugh. “How adorable… You do realize however that no matter how your mind twists things, you will never be rid of me.” He pulls me closer. “Even if you wish to leave you can’t. That being said, no fantasy will keep you from me.”

“I sure hope so…”