#yandere ruki

[animeyanderelover]

Anon: May I request Platonic Mukamis with a little sister?

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, overprotective behavior, clinginess, delusional mindset, isolation, manipulation, threats, self-harming tendencies

Little sister

None of the Mukami brothers are related by blood yet their bond surpasses that of even siblings who are related. They have been sticking together ever since they found each other and fought for their survival in the unforgiving world. They find you when you are but a mere baby, a few months old at best, left behind in a side street as if you are disposable trash. Whilst Yuma and Ruki show some hesitation as they don't know how capable they will be to provide for you, especially since you are so young and dependent, Kou and Azusa are immediately enraptured when you look at them with innocent doe eyes. Azusa even starts crying as he begs his older brothers to take you in and ultimately Ruki gives in to his pleas. It is always difficult but they try their best to cater to your needs as good as they can and even give you a name after a lot of small arguments about what name fits you best. Your wellbeing is prioritised over even their own as your presence is like rays of sunlight, warm and welcoming. When Karlheinz offers to transform them, all of them immediately take the offer as they realise that this is their chance to give you the treatment that you deserve.

Ruki Mukami

📘​Even if Ruki has expressed his doubts when the four brothers found you back when they were still humans, he has grown into the role of your oldest brother. Perhaps even a little bit too well. The fact that he didn't immediately want to take you under their care when you were still a baby is something he hides from your knowledge even so many years later and he has urged his brothers to do the same. He fears that if you were to ever find out about his initial hesitance, you would turn your back on him and favor his younger brothers over him. He takes immense pride in the fact that he is your oldest brother as he likes to treat it as if it would give him some special rights in comparison to his younger brothers. Those special rights include making most of the decisions for you as he claims that as the oldest he naturally has the most experience and knows what would be best for you in every situation of your life. If you have anything that worries you, Ruki encourages you to seek him out. He is the one who oversees your homeschooling as his brother and him have all agreed that attending school with humans is far too dangerous for you. He can teach you all you need to know.

📘​From all of your brothers, Ruki is the one who places the most restrictions on you, even as you grow older. His motivations lie largely within his paranoia and his overprotective tendencies because even if you are a half-vampire just like them, he can't stop himself from still seeing that little, toothless baby in you that smiled whenever she saw his face. It is only natural for you to grow older and more independent yet Ruki finds himself despising that process as he worries that one day you may intend to leave the mansion and go on your own adventures. You are his little light and you have always been and he has always been your big brother and intends for you to continue thinking that way. He is quite adamant on family events where all Mukami siblings participate and his brothers have never once rejected that idea because it means spending precious time with their adored, little sister. The happiness you five share is not an illusion and he really wants you to realise that whenever such a family event happens. You could never get the same amount of happiness with anyone else besides them. Do you understand him? It is best and safest for you to always stay with your beloved brothers.

Kou Mukami

​🎤​From the very first moment your bleary eyes met his own, Kou has known that he would do everything for you and turn into anyone if it meant to keep you and protect you. You are a little princess that deserves the world yet surviving on the streets always meant that he couldn't treat you the way he wanted to. When Karlheinz transformed them and gave them capabilities and riches they could have never dreamt about before, Kou finally could do what he hadn't been able to do before. From the very first day since they started their new life to the current day, your second-oldest brother has never stopped spoiling you absolutely rotten. Whatever you have wanted throughout your life, you have always gotten from him as prices nor rarity of the object you wanted have never mattered to him. Kou is quite playful and he proudly claims that title as your favorite playmate. Whether you want him to play with your puppets with you or want to play hide and seek with him, he has always entertained you. Ruki has reprimanded him already due to the risk he sees in some of the games he plays with you but Kou has always reassured him that he would never allow you to get hurt.

​🎤​From the first night they took you in though, Kou has always sung for you. It always made his heart swell when you would start crying during the day or night but would slowly calm down the moment he started singing a lullaby for you. It is one memory he greatly bemoans the older you grow and lullabies start being less important to you yet he still sings for you quite often. He composes a lot of songs and many of them he has written for you during his life, soothing melodies and kind words to calm your frightened young mind as you grew up. You still love his voice and his music though and that knowledge fills him with pride and with warmth and he gladly allows you to try to write a song of your own or teaches you how to play an instrument. He finds himself playfully pouting whenever he notices that you prefer spending time with another one of his brothers, he can't help the tinge of jealous he feels whenever he witnesses that sight. He tolerates it though as he knows that Ruki, Yuma and Azusa are mindful of the time they spend with you. Such jealousy always evaporates the moment you compliment him though or tell him how much you love your big brother.

Yuma Mukami

​🌱​Yuma has his doubts when they initially pick you up because he knows how harsh the environment is that they live in. He has always been tall and physically very strong which allows him to protect those who are important to him. You are still a tiny and fragile baby though. How are you supposed to survive on the streets? Even when Ruki agreed to take you under their care, he still has his doubts. It is the moment he holds you for the first time and you wrap your tiny fingers around one of his that he gathers the determination to defend you till his last breath. After he has been turned into a half-vampire and gained even more physical strength, he has only strengthened that vow in his mind. His tall physical build has always led him to be exceptionally gentle with you, especially when you are still only a small child. A part of him has always been worried that you may be scared of him because of his strength and tall build yet you have never expressed once any anxiety as you always come running to him and stretch your arms out, your large eyes begging him to lift you up and twirl you around. He has never been able to deny those cute eyes of yours, even though he has always been careful.

​🌱​Whether lifting you up, letting you sit on his shoulders or giving you a piggyback, Yuma has always been the equivalent of a human amusement park for you and this is something he takes pride in. He has been taking you to his garden from a very young age too and you are the only person who has ever gotten away with jumping through his patch without getting chased down angrily by him. He enjoys teaching you how to cater to the needs of a plant and how to tell if the fruits and vegetables are ripe or not. Whatever of the harvest you prefer the most is what he ends up sowing and growing the most in his garden just to watch the excited glimmer in your eyes whenever he informs you that it's time to harvest your favorite fruits and vegetables. You are in general quite isolated from other people yet the few times you are taken out, Yuma is terrifyingly efficient to scare away anyone who looks like they consider to approach you. Very few have the guts to chat with you if he is always right behind you after all. All that frightening strength that could easily crush someone's skull is never shown to you though as Yuma has always been only gentle and careful with you.

Azusa Mukami

​🗡️​Azusa has been attached to you from the very start, his heart nearly bursting when he found your little form in a basket all alone as your mother has left you behind. He begs Ruki to let them keep you as he fears that no one else would take you in and that you would end up dying lonely and afraid without having ever experienced love and he even bursts out in tears as he pleads to his older brothers. He even volunteers to take care of you all by himself if no one from that would agree to keep you. He has stayed the most attached to you even up until now, although he has been forced to limit the time he spends with you as you grow older and require a bit more privacy. When you were a baby he would always be right next to you or hold you even himself as you fell asleep, his fingers playing with your small ones and he would read bedtime stories to you, always happy when you came running to him with a book clutched in your hands that you wanted him to read to you. The youngest brother of yours often finds himself bemoaning the time when you were so cute and tiny, even if you will forever be his baby sister for him. Sometimes he still asks you if he can read a book to you.

​🗡️​Whilst his older brothers care for him, Azusa has some self-harming tendencies and they have always been worried that he might set a bad example for you. They care for him and want him to stop because it saddens them to see him like that but they are also afraid that you might pick up on it or would get scared once you are old enough to realise what Azusa is doing. To all of their relief helping to raise you seems to rid Azusa of that unhealthy behavior of his for the most part as he instead dedicates much more time to protect and raise you lovingly. Yet he has some relapses at times, mostly when you have an accident or fall ill. He cares deeply for you so seeing you in any kind of pain induces him with such anxiety that he feels his throat tightening and his vision blurring. In a very twisted sense of wanting to suffer with you, he resorts to grabbing a knife and cutting himself over and over again to show solitude with you. Azusa never tells you the truth behind all the bandages and the band-aids he wears the next time you see him though as all of his brothers have warned him that he might make you feel guilty. Being the reason for your sadness is the last thing Azusa would want.

[equinox-86]

Before you play DIABOLIK LOVERS

[otomehonyaku]

Diabolik Lovers More,Blood ☽ Chains, breath play and Ruki's moans (Ecstasy 06)

...and Yui is way into it (and so am I. that triumphant little mm~ ♪ fucking kills me dkjkfjfj). @karleksmumskladdkaka has once again reminded me of some of the finest scenes in the franchise _:(´ཀ`」∠):_

[flowermodd]

Ruki Mukami yandere headcanons

📘So when Mukami family kidnapped the girl that could be potentially be "Eve".

📘Ruki knew that she would be the "Eve" and ready to fufill Karlheinz's plan.

📘So he keeps a close eye to her, making sure that she would be his only lifestock.

📘He tends to be careful that his brothers wouldn't take her for themselfs.

📘And keeps her in the house so Sakamakis wouldn't find her.

📘Ruki would be convinced that she is the perfect "Eve".

📘As long as she stays with him, he can't help but being obsessive to her.

📘Unfortunately for her, Ruki would monitor her all the times, making sure that she won't live him alone.

📘This would force her to sleep in his bedroom, limiting her rights.

📘Truing her life intro a living hell for her, but he thinks that he is doing right.

📘But more for sake of "Adam and Eve" project.

📘But when he has feeling for her, Ruki would question himself if he had to choose to love her or to continue to be part of Karlheinz's plan.

📘If he chose to love her, then he would beteray Karlheinz.

📘If her chose the royalty to Karlheinz, he would force her to be his "Eve".

(Note: I tried to make closer to the canon just like in the games.)

[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.

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hello ,i wanted to ask for a yandere laito moodboard ,if you have time ofc:)

Soft yandere Laito moodboard

Thanks for the idea (´꒳`)♡

[fabunicorn]

How about interactions with each brothers in forced agre scenario

Oh boy anon your putting me through the wringer here

Gonna be short cuz idk I want it to be short

Warnings

Yandereism

Diapers

Forced agere

Strong language

Diaper usage mention

Self harm mention

Reiji

“Come on baby time for a nap” reiji cooed down at you in your okay playpen.

You looked back up at him with a glare “fuck off you damn blood sucking mosquito from hell” reijis eyes widened in surprise “oh I didn’t know you wanted to be punished today, come on little one legs get this over with.”

“No no papa I’m sorry pls no” you pleaded only for it to fall on deaf ears “I’m Sorry little one but this is what brats like you get”

Shu

“Time for your bottle hun” shu said coming into his room with a baby bottle.

“I’m not drinking that shit” you said eyes narrowed at shu “I think you’ll find you will because you don’t get a choice in the matter” and with that he shoved the bottle in your mouth and pinched your nose so you have no choice but to drink “well guess I win” shu said with a mocking smile on his face.”

Laito

“Dollchan~ time for me to check your nappy, did my baby go potty like a good girl” Laito sang in a cheery voice.

“No I’m an adult don’t need diapers you freak.”you said turning your back to Laito. Laito laughed “really little one the state of your nappy says otherwise.” He chortled you rolled your eyes “I hate you.” “I love you too”

Kanato

“Baby doll look at what daddy made for you, it’s a little puffy dress isn’t it cute?” Kanato said smiling creepily at you.

“I’m not wearing that I’m not a baby” you said crossing your arms. His creepy smile turned into a disturbing frown “you little brat, I spent time making this for you, you’ll wear it whether you like it or not” next thing you know you’re in the dress and kanato is showing you off to the others “aww babydoll your so cute.”

“Goddammit” you muttered under your breath.



Ayato

“Baby girl look daddy has takoyaki don’t you want some.” Ayato said with a Soft smile strapping you into your high chair.

“I don’t want your octopus balls” you said in a sassy tone. With a glare he shoved the takoyaki in your face purposely making a mess “wow little one if you wanted it that badly all you had to do was ask.” He said with a smirk.

Subaru

“Let’s go look at the pretty roses baby” Subaru says setting you on his hip.

“I can walk by myself and I don’t want to see your shitty flowers.” You said however Subaru just ignored you and carried you outside. “Look hun, these are called roses they have thorns so don’t touch” he said before putting one in your hand getting a thorn stuck in it and crying.

“Awe baby your just too little for flowers aren’t you” he cooed in mock sympathy.

Ruki

“Come here sweets I’m gonna read you the story of Adam and Eve.” Said Ruki sitting in a comfy chair in the library.

“I don’t want to hear your annoying voice.” You said with a huff. Ruki simply smirked and shoved a pacifier on your mouth “and now I don’t have to hear yours, now where we’re we.” He said before continuing to read.

Yuma

“Come on baby girl let’s go look at daddy’s garden” Yuma said putting you into your stroller before taking you outside.

“Wow a garden never seen one of these before oh look a strawberry never seen one of those before either.” You said sarcastically, Yuma clenched his jaw before picking a strawberry and putting it in your mouth “now you get to taste one for the first time how nice is daddy” he said before taking you back inside.

Kou

“Kitten daddy’s gonna take you to a fan meet won’t that be fun” kou said before packing up your diaper bag and putting you in your car seat.

“No there is no way I’m gonna let thousands of people see me like they especially if they’re as delusional as you.” You said in a panicked voice. Kou narrowed his eyes “well if you wanted that much attention you shouldn’t have just asked I’ll make sure they pay extra attention to you” he said and shut the car door.

He stayed true to his promise and let his fans hold and cuddle you the whole time gushing about how cute kous baby was.

Azusa

“Little eve, it’s time you learnt about pain” Azusa said with a knife walking up to you.

“No! Please don’t hurt me I’m begging” you sobbed in fear Azusa quickly shushed you “no little eve I won’t hurt you I’ll show you the pleasure of pain.” He said before handing the knife to you.

“Come on baby, if you love daddy you’ll cut him.” He said with pleading eyes but you just kept crying “alright perhaps another day” he said disappointed.

[ruki--mukami]

Rukis reaction to his crush having a crush on ayato pls!!

(This place about to blowww)

"Impossible. That imbecile can gain their affection, but not me? I have always worked arduously for the sake of my benefactor, I achieve more than satisfactory grades despite school only being a pretense, and I'm far more well-mannered and civilized than that brainless Sakamaki. Yet, even so... The person whom I hold so dearly still prefers Ayato over me, after all I've done. Tch, I don't believe this."

Stifling his rage, the impure Vampire balled his hand into a fist as he stormed off, intending to meet with the subject of his infatuation later that school day at the night academy known as Ryotei. As per usual, Ruki feigned a visage of perfect neutrality when the two met.

"Greetings—Are you heading home? Well, the morning has just begun, and it's the most opportune moment for a stroll after class. There's somewhere I'd like to visit with you, and I promise it won't take any longer than necessary, rest assured. Oh...?" His frown deepened, obscuring a set of fangs ready to cleave out of spite. "I see. You planned on speaking with Sakamaki Ayato, is that right?"

A multitude of lies to tell so effortlessly as he always did to obtain what he desired most came to the forefront of Ruki's mind, ruminating on the most subtle yet believable fabrication.

"Ah, about that. I believe I heard him called to the faculty office to discuss his behavior earlier. You know how he has a proclivity to either pay no attention to the lecture of doze off in the middle of it," he chuckled almost sinisterly. "By the time we finish our excursion, I'm certain his scolding will be over. Let's not dawdle any further."

Before giving the other much of a chance to respond, Ruki hurriedly took their hand and together they departed the academy, traipsing past the natural flora surrounding a nearby park as the horizon stretched various shades of pale pink ranging to soft lilac. The signal of a new dawn, and even more important, a disclosed revelation.

"It certainly is beautiful. Stepping foot outdoors, inhaling the fresh air surrounding us. All of which are far too easy to take granted, like the people who care most about you. Wouldn't you agree?"

Those ominous words left his lips without a second thought as he reflected on what he discovered earlier, his fist still firm and resolute. Encroaching dangerously close, Ruki leaned forth and gazed directly into his infatuation's resplendent hues that mirrored the sunrise.

"—Enough of the charades. I know you intended to confess your true feelings to Ayato. So, tell me. Tell me what you see in him exactly. Tell me what he has that I don't, because I can assure you I would care for you much more than any other pathetic excuse for a man ever could."

All the pent up fury from other soon erupted in a slow explosion of possessive inferno swirling in his turbulent ceruleans, evinced by the snatch of a wrist and the lift of their chin to enforce eye contact. An intimidating glare strong enough to petrify anyone in place shook the other's whole being as Ruki urgently lodged his blades of desire through his newly deemed prey's throat, gushing a much-needed stream of red down onto their uniform.

"Finally, it's just the two of us, and better yet... I no longer have to hold myself back around you. Perhaps I should thank that imbecile for speeding up the process of monopolizing you all for myself. Don't even try to resist me either, Livestock. From now on, you are mine."

[yumikattodl]

Diabolik lovers Blood Bloued prologue

Blood. That was all I can see at the moment. And then a man with white hair and golden eyes.

-Who you are? - I asked. It was in the blood. Did he kill them? .. "I should hate him" these words flashed through my mind. " My family is dead. He killed them. Do I want to kill me? - Hello, dear child.

The man said. - -w-who are you? I repeated myself. - Karl Heinz. That name meant nothing to me. -

What do you say to take you to me. I need you for my plan I don't understand what this one is talking about.

Tears are streaming down my face. They are dead. He killed them. Even so, I shook his hand. The man smiled **** I was in his castle. He introduced me to his first wife and told me to look after me. Violethair looks at me with contempt, anger, as if I am inferior ... I don't understand. But I was just a child. Violethair has three sons.

P-p-please, please ... Stop ... - she said when the woman was choking me.She hated me ... I don't know why, I was only 4 at the time. I wanted to know why she hated me? what did i do to her I know, but Karl Heinz took me in. And she hated me from day one ...

- Mom, what are you doing? a childish voice said. - Oh, dear lait. Don't interfere. the woman said.

- Father said he must live. And you can't get rid of her, said the red-haired boy. Looking at me.

- Wouldn't you like to entertain me?he asked the woman. Violet, hair let me go

- I would like. she replied.The redheaded boy winked at me.Disappeared, with his mother. What did he mean by "entertain"? I've always wondered. I didn't know what was going on. The woman tried in various ways to get rid of me. But one of her sons always helped me. But that was the order they got from their father. The girl didn't understand that. Usually she wondered about their relationship with her mother but didn't understand. She knew that only each of them wanted her attention. When she was with Ayato, she said she was a mean bitch who deserved to die. I said he would kill her someday. He hated her with all his heart. As time passed, she realized Ayato was right. Their mother really was a bitch who deserved to die. Usually, when a girl pleaded with a woman for her life, she only laughed. She hated women. The girl forgot who her parents were and who killed them. But she still missed them. She wanted to come back to them. But she knew it was impossible. She knew they were dead and she would not come back to them. She wanted to know what she was doing here and why? But he also wanted to pay off the debt to Karl Heinz - Sam.

He took her to him. She had nowhere to live, she was grateful to him. She respected Karl Heinz. When the girl was 10 years old. Karl Heinz locked him in his castle in Eden. He protects her from his mean wife Cordeli. He didn't want her to die. He needed it for the plan. from 6 years. The girl was taught various things while she was imprisoned in the castle of Eden. Currently, the girl is 16 years old. Karl Heinz entered her room. Hello Miss Yumi. the vampire king smiled.

- I would like to inform you that today you are leaving for my sons. The girl was surprised by this news, but nodded.

- To the mukami brothers.

- added. Yumi, she didn't know who it was, didn't even know them. All she knew was that she had 6 sons. She had never, ever heard of mukami.

- Who is this? she asked confused. "These are my next sons," he replied. Yumi, she was shocked by this news. She knew she had 6 sons with whom she only met laito, kanato and ayato. She didn't know his other sons, only their names. Analyzing the information in my head, it turned out that the vampire king has 10 sons. She was shocked. "Damn, he has a very big family"

- I understand, sir. She replied. "I told you to call me by name," the man said.

- excuse me. she said. - When should I pack? she asked

- I'll tell you today and he left Thinking, "I'll finally follow through with my plan."Yumi, she packed in 3 hours. The girl took her things went down to the living room. She said goodbye to Karl Heinz. The next she got into the limousine that was waiting for her outside. In the sky she saw a full moon. She liked very much when it is full she liked to see the full moon. Yumi, was curious about the new place she was heading to while riding in the limousine. But, she also felt a strange anxiety. She was leaving Karl Heinz Castle. It was the first time she had left it. Even though Karl Heinz'em had imprisoned her she thought it was for her own good. She was loyal to him. She didn't want to leave the place where she lived too much. She treated the place as her second home. Her old home. She didn't remember. All she knew was that her parents were dead and she was taken in by Karl Heinz.Yumi sighed as she left the place where she had spent a long part of her life.

Part 1

[vanillafalvoredcoffee]

POV yandere yanaka visited the mukami house to see kianna but runs into a nuisance bad ending

Ends up killing him with Subaru's knife

You again it's like you visit frequently

No matter I'm sure that you won't visit again

( he doesn't want to lose his livestock to a crazy) girl)

Tries to grab it yanaka

"Hm...? Whatever do you mean? I am just visiting my friend"

//Yonaka gives Ruki a malicious smile as she hides her hands behind her back

This time she wears clothes that shows her neck and shoulders...unlike the clothes she usually wears,

[cozymoko]

https://www.tumblr.com/cozymoko/714371122833063936/welcome-back-i-was-wonder-if-you-could-do-a?source=share

Can you write a part 2 about these headcannons but with the mukami brothers

STEALING YUI'S SIBLING — PLATONIC YANDERE MUKAMIS

Pairing: Platonic! Mukami brothers (separate) x gn! reader

Sakamaki Version: click here!

Format: Headcanons

WARNING(S): Yandere themes, unhealthy, not proofread

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RUKI MUKAMI

Initially, Ruki only allowed you to accompany your sister since she's “Eve”. And clearly, there was no way she'd go without you. Therefore, he provides you every basic necessity a human could possibly need, but that's it. The only time Ruki had a full conversation with you was when you needed help with your homework. To which, he reluctantly decided to help you with.

Sooner than later, you found yourself traveling to Ruki's study weekly in hopes for some afternoon tutoring. Before you knew it, those weekly sessions turned into daily ones; I suppose you can say he's gotten quite attached to your presence. Now, it's become a requirement. Studying for at least three hours a night, by his side, in his library. And dear, there's no reason to ask anyone else for help; you don't need it! After all, Ruki is not one to stray away from a routine.

“You didn't attend yesterday's session, is something the matter? Are you unwell? Or perhaps it's Yui's doing? Even so, try to attend every day or there will be consequences.”

KOU MUKAMI

Kou is an interesting case. Sure, he's nice to you upon your arrival just as he was with a certain blonde. However, the idol took no real interest in anything involving you. That was until Ruki put him on “Child Duty” for the evening. I mean, come on, you're a teen not a damn fetus! As you'd imagine, he was anything but pleased. Surprisingly enough, Kou started a conversation with you, which he found himself thoroughly enjoying. But something tells me those blue eyes have been peering right through you!

There you were seared across from him, your hands neatly tucked in your lap as Kou gently applied the thin mask to your face. It smelt of petals and peaches. Refreshing, and yet you couldn't stop the shiver that wrecked your being upon its contact. Yes, refreshing but also cold. A low snort slipped past his lips as he reached to pinch your cheeks between his thumb and index finger. Perhaps even Kou can find some comfort within your genuine emotions (something you and Yui share).

“Wah~! Filming took absolutely forever today. I even had to skip put on picking you up today, y'know? Hehe, but fret no longer, the amazing Kou Mukami is here to cure your boredom!”

YUMA MUKAMI

I suppose you aren't entirely useless. Having an extra set of hands around the garden proved to be quite the blessing, so why not keep you around? Hah, you may as well call it an excuse! Yuma had always been amused by your energy, — your eagerness to learn about the things he often busied himself with. Soon enough he itching to spend time with his favorite little listener (Yui's sibling).

You could say he's quite protective over you. After all, how can a “defenseless sow” like your sister possibly look after you? The girl can barely pick a tomato properly! Yuma is much more capable of providing and protecting you...or so he says. So whether you like it or not, you're now his little helper. And trust me dear, there isn't anything you or Yui can do about it.

“Tch, toughen up kid, a little dirt won't hurt ya' too much. How are you ever gonna do somethin' on your own? Hah, but don't let others go pushin' you around like this. Only I'm allowed to do that, got it?

AZUSA MUKAMI

Nine times out of ten, you're the one who went out of your way to speak to him. Your curiosity got the best of you, leading you to a very extensive conversation with the youngest brother. And he was arguably not as boring as he appeared. A bit strange, that he was, but you saw no harm behind his abnormal kinks. Seeing how he's the most “normal” one in the house, surely you'll become attached to him in no time.

Azusa is pretty damn clingy once he gets comfortable. Even then, you find it hard to reject him — he looks so sad! You'll find yourself being dragged off to some random place in the manor as soon as you enter the doors! Yui hardly has a chance to speak with you, which is exactly where at he wants. Though she might be Eve, becoming Adam is the last thing on his mind when you're around.

“You don't look too well...did you...have a bad day today? Hmm...what happened? You can hit me if it makes you feel better. I just...I just want to see you smile.”

[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.

[animeyanderetalker]

Loving the platonic yandere mukami bro what if sister reader from our world ? reader was very awkward and saying something out of pocket weirdly btw reader doesn't know a thing about this plot... So with reader with the power of God and anime find out the way home is through killing karlheinz . Reader managed to do it and bring Yui with her leaving behind a letter written " Shawty here having her emancipation era also I bring the baddie with me, adios ✨💋💋"

If reader was isekaid into the world of Diabolik Lovers than she must have acquired a lot of patience. Whilst I don’t know if the actual age of the Mukami brothers was ever announced, I’m pretty sure that they have at least a century of being vampires behind them so the difference for reader would be nothing short of jarring. Since I mentioned in my Hc’s that the Mukami brothers found reader when she was still a baby, at least reader can excuse some of the weird stuff she says as it simply being the nonsense babbling of a child for a while.

Technically that means that reader has a lot of time to plot though in order to kill the King himself but considering the overprotective antics of all the Mukami brothers, it won’t be easy. Also, Ruki is pretty much the brain of them so at one point he will have his suspicions about sister reader. Well, I guess reader is going to prove to him once again though that women can’t be trusted when reader leaves with Yui.

[otomehonyaku]

Diabolik Lovers More,Blood ☽ Yandere Ruki (Manservant Ending)

I was reminded of this scene a little while ago (thanks to @karleksmumskladdkaka, who is my daily Ruki content dealer tbh) and I'd like you all to indulge in yandere Ruki with me for a moment... the unhinged whispering fucking kills me every time dkfjdfkf

[dia-souls]

How would each Yandere diabolik lover react when their treatment ends up killing Yui (honestly interested in Ayato, Shu, and Ruki’s reaction)?

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Shu Sakamaki:

"Oi! Wake up!"

Shu said as he gave a frustrated sigh he knows she is dead. His consciousness knows it yet he is acting like she is alive to stabalize himself, he knows he is going insane but to keep his sanity he mumble the same words to keep his sanity intact.

"It's your fault for escaping me. After all we have been through Yui. You aren't allowed to go so wake up already... I swear I will never punish you... Open your eyes look at me.... Please! I will never be able to forgive myself so please--- Yui!!! ."

Tears flowed from his eyes. He never wanted this. He never meant to hurt Yui, he just tried to scare her.

"Yui...... Yui...... answer me..... I'm...... I'm..... Aaaaaggggggghhhhhhhhhhh.........."

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Ayato Sakamaki:

"Fuck!! Fuck!! OI... HELP..... SOMEONE!! "

Ayato yelled as he cradled Yui's dead body closer to him, his heart is beating so loudly, his blood is pumping hardly as his emotions are killing him and he can't do anything.

"Yui!! Stay alive...... For me.... for anyone sake. WAKE UP!! WHY ISN'T ANYONE COMING!! ..... Yui I am sorry please I swear this won't happen..... I will never get possessive?!"

Ayato doesn't know what he has to do to save Yui. He scratched his head frantically and just screamed her name.

"Yui.... Yui..... YUIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII........."

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Ruki Mukami:

"Livestock! Get up.... your punishment isn't over... Yet."

Ruki walked closer to Yui's body that is now literally hanging on the wall. He unlocked the chain with shaky hands and he immediately supported her body before it hit ground.

"You aren't allowed to sleep.... You should have known before disobeying me that I am cold blooded monster.... Why would you be this careless?! I tried to love you then why?.... You are leaving Yui... as your master I can't allow it so wake up!?"

Ruki became more and more worried. No matter how much he tried to shake Yui's body, Yui didn't show any reaction. As Ruki was hugging Yui's lifeless body, he put his ear on Yui's chest to check her heartbeat and noticed that her heart was no longer beating.

"Yui..... I.... I... What did I do?"

Ruki never wanted to kill Yui, he was only trying to punish her. He did not even realize that he was crying.

"Kuh...... YUIIIIIIIIIIIIIII.........."

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[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.