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aphroditelovesu · 11 months ago

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The Lost Queen - Christmas Special

— summary: With Christmas time approaching, you have to make sure that peace reigns in your apartment. The only problem is that his companions from two thousand years ago are in it.

— lady l: I know, it's late, but you already know me lol. Hope you like it! There may be small spoilers for future chapters, but nothing very explicit. Merry belated Christmas and a great New Year! Forgive me for any mistakes! ❤️🎁

— warnings: light spoilers for future chapters of TLQ and fluff.

— pairing: yandere!alexander the great x female!reader.

— wordcount: 1,963.

— the lost queen series masterlist.

— taglist: @devils-blackrose, @faerykingdom, @hadesnewpersephone, @mariaelizabeth21-blog1 , @kadu-5607, @zoleea-exultant, @borntoexplore11-blog , @wisdomcrys , @silmawensgarden .

It was Christmas Eve in the city, and twinkling lights decorated the streets, transforming the place into a spectacle of vibrant colors. The tall buildings sparkled with festive garlands and decorations, reflecting the Christmas spirit that enveloped everyone.

In the central squares, a special fair enchanted passers-by. Stalls sold everything from traditional gastronomic delights to unique crafts, while local musicians played Christmas carols, filling the air with comforting melodies.

Families strolled the streets, wrapped in warm coats and warm smiles. Children ran excitedly, eager for Santa Claus to arrive. The artificial snow fell gently, creating a magical setting for that special moment.

In a cozy apartment, a strange group were gathered to share stories and gifts or try to understand Christmas traditions. Laughter echoed in the corners, mixing with the aroma of hot chocolate and freshly baked cookies.

It was chaos. Your apartment was in chaos. A baby crying, men fighting about everything and asking you questions that irritated you deeply. But it was almost Christmas and you weren't going to let your bad mood or the fights those men were having ruin that day. You were almost certain that one of your neighbors would call the police if they continued like this.

''(Y/N), how does this even work?'' You turned to the person who asked you and smiled slightly when you noticed Hephaestion holding some rolled up blinkers in his hand. He looked at them as if they were the most perplexing and enigmatic thing in the world. Maybe, for him, it really was.

''You have to curl up against the tree and I'll do the rest.'' You explained, as you rocked Cyrus in your arms, trying to make him take a nap.

Hephaestion frowned and stared at the wires with suspicion shining in his eyes but headed towards the Christmas tree that stood in the middle of your living room.

''(Y/N)!'' You looked at Nearchus who appeared from your kitchen with an empty white ceramic cup, previously filled with hot chocolate, ''Do you have any more of that? It's delicious.''

A corner of your mouth curled up, ''On the stove.'' He stared at you confused, still not understanding the modern words properly, ''On top of the huge iron box.'' You explained gently. Nearchus winked at you and headed towards your kitchen, looking for more hot chocolate.

You ignored the others as you led Cyrus to his room, careful not to wake him. You smiled when you saw Alexander sitting in the armchair next to a crib, with Aella in his arms.

''Shh…'' He whispered to you, cradling the little princess in his arms carefully, ''She fell asleep just now.''

''This one,'' You nodded to the baby on her lap, ''also just fell asleep.''

Alexander smiled and carefully got up from the chair and placed Aella in the crib, stroking the baby's serene face in the process. You followed his lead, placing Cyrus next to his sister.

''How are the others?'' He asked you after pulling you into a hug, wrapping his arms around your waist. You smiled and placed your head on his shoulder.

''Well I think. Cleitus and Cassander were fighting over some ornaments and poor Hephaestion looked like his mind was going to break trying to untangle the blinkers.''

He laughed at your response and pulled away a little, kissing your forehead affectionately.

''It will take time for them to… Get used to all this. The gods know how long it took me.'' You suppressed a laugh as you remembered the first time he arrived in the modern world. Curiosity like that of a child or the time he wanted to attack a car because he thought it was a monster.

Gods, you had so much fun during that time. You would always fondly remember those memories.

''I can't believe it's been a year since all that.'' You mumbled. Alexander caressed your face with the palm of his hand, squeezing your cheek gently.

''Neither do I.'' He replied and kissed your lips quickly.

You smiled, your gaze sweet. Alexander blinked at you, all in love. Oh, you really loved that man. That time when you were scared and terrified was gone, now you were in love.

Hell, you were a woman in love, married with two children. There it is, something you never thought would happen so soon.

"Do you know about Perdiccas?" Alexander's body stiffened at the mention of his General and he slowly nodded yes, "Where is he then?"

Alexander shrugged, but you noticed the tension there, the anger, the barely contained jealousy, "On the balcony."

You nodded and kissed his lips passionately, "Try to be kinder to him. Perdiccas made mistakes in the past, but he doesn't deserve to be ignored or despised by you or anyone else. It was just a mistake and to make mistakes is human."

Alexander frowned, irritated, "I would hardly call that a mistake."

You bit your lower lip, remembering the fury, the hatred that Alexander had become when he found out about his General, his friend, plans. He had been so hurt and so furious, it had been a miracle that Perdiccas was not executed.

A miracle thanks to you, who convinced him otherwise. You shook your head quickly, as if you were trying to get rid of the bad thoughts that were plaguing you. From those dark and pain-filled days.

Everything was in the past now.

"It's Christmas time, time to forgive." You batted your eyelashes at him and Alexander smiled.

"I don't celebrate Christmas. But I can't deny that it's an interesting holiday." Alexander murmured and you stroked his stubble, "But I'll try my best for you."

"Thank you. That will be enough." You kissed him quickly and left the twins' bedroom, going to the apartment's balcony. You rolled your eyes in amusement as you passed by the room, hearing Cassander and Cleitus fighting over who should put the star on top of the tree. Hephaestion called them idiots and Ptolemy and Nearchus just laughed.

You opened the balcony door and immediately a wave of cold passed through your bones and you shivered a little, even more so when you saw Perdiccas sitting on a bench there and watching the decorated street, the cars and the people walking hurriedly.

"Everyone seems rushed." Perdiccas commented, without taking his eyes off the street. His face was pale and his lips were slightly chapped from the cold.

Your heart sank when you saw him like that. Despite everything you've been through, the mistakes you made, the pain… You would always care about him.

Sighing heavily, you sat down next to him, hissing when you felt your legs go cold.

Perdiccas finally turned to you and there was a deep sadness in those once warm and gentle eyes.

"It's Christmas…" You mumbled, not knowing what to say. It used to be so easy to talk to him, but now it was like there was a ball in your throat that prevented you from talking.

Perdiccas just stared at you, longing shining in his eyes.

"I-It's cold out here… You should go inside, you might catch a cold or something worse." You mumbled, curling your toes.

"I don't think the others would like that." Perdiccas shook his head, looking at his feet.

"Don't say that. Ptolemy asked about you just now." You murmured, placing a hand on his shoulder.

Perdiccas laughed softly, but it was a sad laugh, "There's no need to lie, (Y/N). I know how you all of you feel about me, after everything that's happened."

You shook your head, "No, you don't. The others have nothing to do with what happened, they don't know everything. Only you and I know the truth."

Perdiccas pursed his chapped lips, "It makes no difference to them. Alexander hates me and because of that, they hate me."

Your heart ached at how sad, how broken Perdiccas's voice had sounded.

"I don't hate you and neither will anyone ever hate you." You smiled at him and stood up, facing him, "Come with us. It's Christmas, a time of peace and reconciliation."

Perdiccas just stared at your hand as you held it out to him, "I… I'm not familiar with Christmas…"

You smiled widely, "Then I would be happy to give you a history lesson on Christmas and what it means."

For the first time, Perdiccas' eyes shone with something other than sadness. Hope. A spark of hope shone in those beautiful blue eyes.

When he held your hand and stood up, discreetly stroking your gloved fingers, it didn't seem so cold anymore.

The hours passed quickly and although Perdiccas was reluctant, he sat down with his former friends and to his surprise, everyone was kind. Even Cassander held his tongue.

They were sharing childhood stories while you and Alexander fixed the tree. It was a little late to put up your tree, considering it was December 24th, but you hadn't had time these last few days.

Aella and Cyrus had already woken up from their nap and were being held by Hephaestion and Cleitus, who were playing with the babies.

As the night continued, you drank, some wine and some hot chocolate. Since you were still breastfeeding, you only drank hot chocolate.

"So what's the story of Christmas?" Cleitus asked. Everyone turned to you. Even Perdiccas, who had already heard the story.

"It depends on the culture, but the general consensus is that it is the birth of Jesus Christ." You said, adjusting a little ball.

"Jesus Christ?" Ptolemy asked, confused.

"The Savior, son of God for the Christian Religion. They say he was born on December 25th and since then we celebrate Christmas." You explained, after finishing arranging the tree. You sat on the couch, next to Hephaestion and Alexander followed suit.

"Oh…" Cassander said, drinking some wine.

"But the historical origin says that Christmas has its roots in pagan Winter Solstice celebrations, later adapted by the Christian Church in the fourth century to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ. December 25th was chosen as the official date for this celebration ." You explained, remembering what you had read in a history book once.

They just nodded, not understanding everything you said. You laughed softly.

It was different, a different Christmas. You always spent it with your family or friends, but never with men from the past, literally. It was fun and iconic.

"Ah, it's almost midnight!" You exclaimed as you looked at the clock, it was just a few minutes until Christmas. You looked at your children and smiled.

While they waited for midnight, Ptolemy and Perdiccas talked about something. Cassander, Cleitus and Nearchus argued about an old childhood story and Hephaestion, Alexander and you just watched the twins with affection.

When it finally struck midnight, you got up from the couch and started hugging them and wishing them Merry Christmas. They looked confused but hugged you back and congratulated you the same.

They began to do the same to each other. You watched happily, until it was Perdiccas and Alexander's turn. You felt your hands start to sweat.

Alexander quickly looked at you and said, "Merry Christmas, my friend."

Gasps were heard, but you didn't listen, you just watched them. The way Perdiccas' face lit up and he hugged Alexander.

"Merry Christmas, my friend." Perdiccas said, hugging Alexander.

You smiled, feeling tears on his face. It seemed that peace would finally reign again. Christmas truly was a time of peace and reconciliation.

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dalivanmagritte · 1 year ago

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NCT FIC REC : NA JAEMIN

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nct fic rec : na jaemin part.2

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new town, new me (fav, smut, weewolf!au, witch!au)

new habits (fav, smut, highschool!au)

ghosting you (fav, smut, fluff, realestate!au, entrepreneur!au)

by the window (fav, smut)

no smut

to love (fluff, suggestive)

fake dating! (fluff, bff!jaemin, fake dating!au)

day8: seduction (fluff)

classics (smut)

can you stay up all nigh? (smut)

one more rep (smut, perv!au)

be there for you (smut, doctor!au)

take a bite (smut, buffy!jaemin)

can you stay up all night? (Smut)

thin walls (smut, roommates!au)

go there with you (smut, roommates!au)

his sundress (smut)

strawberry lemonade (smut)

high sex drive (smut)

sweet spot (smut, masseur!jaemin)

love on the floor (fluff, smutish, office!au)

barbie girl (smut)

kitty girl (smut)

catgirl princess part.2 (smut, catgirl)

i love to get 2 on (smut, biker!au, streetracer!au)

biker jaemin (smut, biker!au)

truth or dare (smut)

start of something new (smut)

princess treatment (fluff, smut)

smile (you're on camera) (smut)

excessive lube (smut)

high sex drive (smut)

cockwarming (smut)

clueless (smut, roommate!au))

pillow princess (smut)

daddy (smut)

peach (smut)

hey angel (smut)

bad religion (smut)

mean obsessed jaemin (smut)

big big jaemin (smut)

catgirl (smut, catgirl!au)

succession (smut, ceo!au?, succesion!au)

jaemin loves messy pussy (smut)

jaemin's chain (smut)

and they were roommates (finished serie, smut, college!au)

firsts steps (smut)

trauma (smut, angst, mafia!au)

alternate universe (magics, gods, royalty, etc...)

when the stars align (fluff, guard!au, princess!au)

jaemin and the yule ball (smut, hogwarts!au)

chill kill (smut, fluff, angst, hogwarts!au)

hogwarts!jaemin (fluff, hogwarts!au)

a dreams come true (fluff, cupid!jaemin)

dedication (fluff, crack, hogwarts!au)

what do you desire? (fluff, hogwarts!au)

cuddle with me (fluff, hogwarts!au)

quest for romance (fluff, demigod!au, greek mythology!au)

love and war (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

captain sparkle fingers revives me from the dead (fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)

of love and lust (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

worship (smut, mortal!jaemin, goddess!reader)

dumb bunny, sly fox (smut, hybrid!au)

go! (smut, abo!au)

tutor alpha (smut, abo!au)

dreaming (go continuation, smut abo!au)

angel baby (smut, fluff, abo!au)

pretty girl (smut, fluff, abo!au)

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sextape (x jeno and haechan?) (smut)

the sequel x jeno (smut, phonesex!au, ghostface!au)

sos x jeno (smut, abo!au)

i'm a mouse duh! x jeno (smut)

they're roommates x jeno (smut)

fortuity : a chance encounter part.1 part.2 (fluff, royal!au, prince!au)

just so you know x jeno (smut)

sos x jeno (smut, abo!au)

cookie jar x jeno (smut, stepbrother!au)

Pervert jaemin (smut)

movie and a show x mark (smut)

sharing is caring x mark (smut)

popular guy! jaemin part.1 part.2 part.3 (smut)

can you handle it? x johnny, jaehyun, jeno (smut)

morally gray (and tw)

destruction in my mind (smut, yandere!au, kidnapping!au)

mean coworker! (dubcon, smut, barista!au)

a little help (dubcon, smut, doctor!au)

give into things i (don't) want to (smut, dubcon)

blur (dubcon, smut)

son of the landlord (dubcon, smut)

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prey ->hunter (DUBCON, smut, horror!au, kidnapping)

sleep therapy (DUBCON, smut, demon!au)

can your hear me? (DUBCON, smut, perv!au, stalker!au)

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koiijournal · 1 year ago

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serving you a good time.

Yandere!Male x Host!Male!Reader

Sypnosis : You were a famous member of a host club in a big rich school and it seems like someone enjoyed your service a bit too much..?

"Welcome Ladies, may I have the pleasure take you to your seat?" A handsome host member offers his hands to the blushing girls. They giggled in delight before taking his hand and walking along with him.

You walk around the host club while serving tea and sweet cookie to multiple tables. You were about to sit down with the girls and boys on the couch, suggested by themselves.

Your attention was caught by a male student standing awkwardly in front of the door. You regonized him, he was the kid that was awfully creepy and weird known by the whole school.

'Well.. Here goes nothing' You erased all your thoughts before greeting him with your captivating smile "Welcome to the host club, Zuo" Your aura sparkles along with your charm. Almost making the whole room blind.

Zuo internally turned red by this action, he felt like someone was holding his heart tightly. He could scream and rambles how you're so perfect in every way! And the way you already knew his name too, oh my gosh is it too late to plan a marriage now?!

You don't know how much courage did Zuo needed to gather in order to walk in this host club, just for you of course. But in the current time, he could only stand still and stare in adoration into your eyes.

You were a bit creeped out by this action, a bit wary on why is he staring at you creepily. You almost came to a conclusion where you think he's planning how to kill you! (Oh if only you knew.. He wouldn't and couldn't hurt his precious darling ever!)

"Do you prefer other types of hosts to lead you for this evening?" You went along with the flow and kept your charm up on the surface. Hoping you can just get rid of him in a matter of time.

Without any warning he slowly take a few steps to you and tug on your shirt while his eyes stares deeply into yours.

"I want you."

"...!" That took you by suprise, but nevertheless shrugs it off and offers him your hand to lead him to his seat. He grab on to your hand the moment you offered it with no hesitation which made you surprised once again.

The whole way to his seat was like a slow motion for Zuo, it felt like eternity when you were leading him like an angel! And you were willing to hold his hand! You?? The most charming and elegant leader of the host club with the creepiest kid? His heart bumps louder and louder inside of him.

You all sit on an empty couch, long table in front of you guys along with drinks and light foods. You wanted to pour tea into his cup before realizing your hand was still Inna death grip with Zuo.

"Uh.. Pardon me, but would you mind letting me go? I won't go anywhere but your side, don't you worry love" Your fanservice lips goes off but it seems like he doesn't want too when he shakes his head but you saw his ears were very red.

Your free hand reaches for the cookie and grabs it in front of his mouth "Say ahh" You teasingly say while laughing a little.

You expected the cookie you were holding would be bitten in a small bite but he immediately eats every part of the cookie including your fingers.

Inside you were panicking, did he want to bite off your fingers so you couldn't use it anymore?? Your thoughts are scattered even more when you felt he was licking the crumbs off your finger!

You retreat your hand sooner than he thought and you covered your messy face on your shoulder where red blushes can be spotted.

Zuo was ecstatic that you were blushing, this is just like what he had been dreaming of! To be with you.. Forever and ever and ever and ever!

Now look what you've done! You're giving him more false hope, he will grip onto his delusional lies and drag you down with him, all he needs is His Host.

"He's my host! DON'T TOUCH HIM YOU DIRTY SCUMS!! NO ONE IS ALLOWED TO TAKE HIM. Know your places ,fucking low lif

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heliotism · 3 years ago

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HARD TO GET... ❪YANDERE SPARKLING COOKIE X HARD TO GET! READER HCS❫

requested by: @rhystheyare ! thank you for requesting!! <3

context; reader plays it hard to get with poor poor sparkling cookie, who doesn't even realize how quickly he's sinking into obsession.

you're a regular at the kingdom's local juice bar. you come by almost every night, and always order the same thing.

you're not an extroverted, but you have to admit that the bar's owner, sparkling cookie, is a nice cookie to chat with.

you wouldn't consider the two of you close— after all, you basically only come there to get your drink and that's it. you talk with sparkling for a bit, about the weather, the new cookies, this and that, and huh. that's about it.

he looks pretty cute?? but you aren't particularly interested— or at least, you try not to be.

your last relationship wasn't exactly the best, so... yeah.

at first, sparkling's the same. after all, you're just yet another client. he chats with you like he'd do with any other cookie at his bar. because he's polite, and also to keep his business going.

so yeah, it's all good and chill at the start.

slowly but surely though, sparkling gets to know you more. just the basics, like who are your friends, what you like and dislike,,

you're, like mentioned before, just another client. yet, with you, he feels... strange. warm. and he's never felt that before so double strange.

but something sparkling knows about that feeling is that he craves it. sooo time to try and spend more time with you!

it's like a drug, except he doesn't really realize it. soon, your attention and affection become his only motivation to open the bar.

“would [y/n] like this drink..?” “when are they coming?” “do they think about me?”

he doesn't even try to act like he cares about the other clients. maybe just a 'hi' and that's it. you, however, get all of his attention.

the clients are displeased, and they come less and less. but as long as you're here, it's fine!

it's not like he actually noticed them going away anyway lol

of course, sparkling tries to flirt with you. he's smooth as fuck, charming, has the best pick-up lines in the kingdom, yet you just don't react like he wants you to.

“[y/n], life without you is like a broken pencil... pointless.”

“ah, do you want me to buy you a new one?”

yeah. it's funny at the start— no, actuallly, it never was funny to begin with. why are you so hard to get?? are you just not interested in him??

it would be,,, quite terrible actually. that mere thought scares sparkling.

but he tries to stay positive!! yep, that's the spirit!!

every time you flash him a smile, even just a tiny one, his heart goes 📈📉📉��📉📈📈📉📈📉📈📉📈📈📈

sparkling tricks himself into thinking that you do love him— even if you don't show it.

if you spend a lot of time at the bar, sparkling will think that tonight, you were happy to be with him and he did a good job! he'll be very happy :]

if, however, you only stay for a few minutes and don't even bother to say hi to him, sparkling will believe that you're upset with him and that he did something wrong.

but whichever you do, at some point, sparkling will grow more and more frustrated. you only come a few hours (or minutes) per day, which means he basically only gets to see you a bit. you also are a bit too distant for his liking.

but sparkling wants to see you more. more and more, until he decides that one day, he wants you just for himself. no one else can look at you and you can't look at anyone else— except him.

you won't be able to ignore his advances anymore. that's it.

you come to the bar, as always. it's totally empty, which means it's only you and the one and only bartender.

you go over to sparkling, greet him, and ask him for your favorite drink.

“sorry [y/n], we don't have that one anymore!” he apologizes, showing an empty bottle, “however, i just got some brand new juice from the yogurca kingdom! ...wanna try? ”

you're curious, so you accept. it's not like anything could happen anyway, right?

sparkling serves a drink, and smoothly sends it to you.

you take a tiny sip, and you're already on the ground, asleep.

... okay, maybe that drug was a bit too powerful.

nonetheless, he gently carries you in his arms into another room— one much tinier, and darker.

it will take you some time to wake up. that's okay! sparkling will use that time wisely and will just,,, stare at you. until you wake up.

and when you do, you're absolutely terrified. almost as much as he was whenever he thought you didn't like him.

“good morning darling! i hope you like your new home! ”

good luck dealing with 1. living in a cramped up dirty room for a while while seeing no one but sparkling and 2. a totally lovestruck and obsessed sparkling cookie who doesn't realize how terrible his actions are.

this was so hard to write bc im not that used to writing "hard to get" characters and i procrastinated a lot therefore it is trash and i apologize

want to request? click here before requesting please!

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kalopses-sonderes · 2 years ago

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“Watch the God Fall”

Self aware! Cookie run Kingdom x Baker! Reader

“Baker you musnt!”

“Baker do you think you could-“

“Baker what about-”

“Baker!”

Baker this, Baker that, Baker Baker Baker Baker…. You cant stand it. You’re done. You’ve drowned out everyone voice with your own thoughts. They want you to do this and that, and you cant so that or this. They control your life. You made a kingdom for them to one day be independent and grow strong, not to tie their god down to the kingdom forever. They say its because they love you and need you, its just words words an ld more words. You’ve heard them talk about taking your powers away so you stay with them. They’ve crossed a line that theres no coming back from.

“Baker where are you going?-” Pure Vanilla asks as you walk out the front doors of the castle.

“Meeting up with another..” You lie.

The large doors retracting, leaving Pure Vanilla staring at the doors.

You walk down the path that leads to the exit of the kingdom. The usually busy streets are quiet, all you heard was trees and leaves rustling in the wind. You heard a door open as you were nearing the exit.

“Huh?.. Baker! What are you doing alone late at night? Shouldn’t someone be around with you?” You turn around to the familiar voice of Sparkling, the bar owner. You turn back around to start walking but you’re stopped by sparkling grabbing your arm. “Baker, is everything alright?” He whipsers while looking around.

Sparkling was someone you could always trust, he understands you. You knew it would break his and your heart if you told him, so you avoided confrontation with him. You stayed silent, avoiding his gaze.

“Its cold this time of year, let me get you a hot drink before you leave..” You follow him back to bar. He was right, you didn’t wear a good, thick coat to not bring attention to yourself.

You sat down in the corner stool as Sparkling went behind the counter and made a drink. You stared out the window at the exit. It was so close but so far. What would you do with yourself when you leave? All kingdoms in the area know of you, what would they do? You could run to the neighboring kingdom, their god still lives there. Their god loved you dearly, always said they would accept you with open arms… And a ring..

“Here.” Sparklings voice broke your train of thought.

“Thank you..” You whisper.

You finish the drink and place the cup down. “I must be on my way, daylight will soon show.”

Sparkling only nods. You leave his bar and head for the exit. The cool air is welcoming cause your newfound headache. Your steps become lazy and uneven. You fall to your knees when you’re only two steps away from the exit.

No, you thought. Please, I need to leave.

“Its working, they’re losing consciousness and power. You did well Sparkling.” Espresso shows himself from the storage room behind the bar. He watches baker slowly falls to the ground.

Sparkling is gripping the counter with tears in his eyes. “Why” He whispers. “Why make me do it?”

“You know Baker wouldn’t stop for anyones voice, besides yours. Plus they wont remember this, they will still love you.”

“Baker didn’t deserve this!” Sparkling slams his hand on the counter, tears dripping onto the counter.

“Baker didn’t deserve a lot things, thats why we must keep them safe.” Espresso leans on the wall. “Once Baker stops twitching we can go get them.”

“You sick bastards, this isn’t a way to worship our Baker our God!” He says still avoiding Espresso gaze.

“Oh? But you agreed to help us, did you not? You’re a sick bastard too, aren’t you?” Espresso laughs.

“Dont say that. You know exactly why I joined. It was all your fault.” Sparkling says, letting his grip on the counter go.

“Hm, I guess thats fair….. Seems bakers done, lets go, your job isnt done yet..” Espresso walks out the door.

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lovesickletters · 2 years ago

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Hello i just found your blog and your letters are so good! Could i request a lovesick sparkling cookie letter, if that's alright?

💜𝒮𝓅𝒶𝓇𝓀𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒞𝑜𝑜𝓀𝒾𝑒 | 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓈𝒾𝒸𝓀 𝐿𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇💜

(Item Description: You’re handed a slip of paper across the bar alongside a drink you don’t remember ordering. When you glance up to see the cookie handing it to you you’re dazzled by a charming smile and gentle eyes, who gives you a subtle wink before turning back to his other patrons.)

Hello!

I couldn’t help but notice such a simply dazzling cookie sitting alone on such a fine evening, don’t worry! I’m not going to judge. Just let me know if you’re in need of some company for the night, I can get some other cookie to cover my shift while I take a quick break for now!

Sparkling Cookie

P.S In the glass you’ll find one of my own special concoctions, a friend gifted me this absolutely delightful pink juice I’ve been experimenting with, it’s on the house!

#𝓎𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒 #𝒹𝒶𝓇𝓀 #𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁𝑒𝓉𝓉𝑒𝓇💌#cookie run x reader #yandere cookie run #cookie run #yandere sparkling cookie #sparkling cookie x reader

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valeskawhore · 3 years ago

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“Broken ankles and blackouts.”

Written and edited by: @valeskawhore

Word(s): 4.5k

Characters/paring: Yandere! Jeremiah Valeska x Female! Reader x Yandere! Jerome Valeska!!

Warnings: Jeremiah being a creep, profanity, abuse of alcohol, kidnapping, murder, blackouts, Jerome appearing suddenly, slight needle warning. Jim Gordon is mentioned, signs of divorce.

Summary: Ecco has broken her leg and Jeremiah needs a replacement proxy for the time being– Y/n. But turns out, y/n knows his brother, whom he is hiding from. Jeremiah gets scared that Jerome will give y/n a slow and painful death until she opens up about his whereabouts if he ever found her again— but for the sake of his mission, he really needs that proxy. Ecco makes a promise to Jeremiah that once she’s at least half decent to fight again, she’ll give y/n a quick death, no pain. Jeremiah agrees at first, but after spending just enough time together, Jeremiah falls in love with y/n. When it's finally time to kill y/n, Jeremiah steps in midway and kills ecco instead. Locking y/n in a secret room in his bunker, away from the world, for her own safety.

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“Calm down, sir. I’ll be on my feet in no time.” Ecco smiles, using her temporary crutches to waddle her way across the cemented living space and taking a seat in one of the love seats. Jeremiah frowned at her, he knew this was going to happen. He told ecco not to chase after the jerome’s followers but she did anyway trying to get a lead on jerome.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you had just listened to me!” He hissed, reaching up to grab his hair out of frustration. “You could have died, ecco. What then, huh? What would I do without you!?”

He cared about her, he didn't really show it much but ecco has always been his right hand- proxy. Most importantly, she was a great asset to his plans for jerome. If she died, he’d have to start all over again.

Ecco’s eyes sparkled at his statement, her heart swelled. “W-well, sir,” she blushed. “It’s nice to know that you care about me.”

‘I don’t care about you,’ he wanted to say, ‘I care about what you CAN do.’

Jeremiah was a lot of things, but stupid wasn’t one of them. He was fully aware of ecco’s feeling towards him and being the manipulating genius he was, he used that to his advantage. Taking more than what he was giving back.

Jeremiah gave a small smile, “Of Course I care about you. But we’re going to need another person capable of doing your job for the time being.” Jeremiah strolled away, heading over to his desk to think of something. “I need someone one can fight, someone resourceful..” he mumbled more so to himself. Ecco’s eyes lit up with realization,“Sir,” Ecco spoke up. “I think I might know someone who can help us.”

——-

“You want me to do what now?” I snickered, taking a bite out of my cookie. It was currently 7:30am on a saturday and here I was, dealing with 1 and a half morons in my living room. What a way to spend the morning.

My old old old friend, Ecco and some guy, had stopped by with a business proposition for me. The guy’s name was Xander Wilde and the proposition was to serve as a bodyguard for him, until ecco had healed up.

Very random, I know. I'm just curious as to why she thought I'd be capable.

I haven't spoken to Ecco in literal years, so why the hell show up one morning and demand for my help? I live in fucking gotham, I have enough on my plate already.

I sat my coffee mug down on the kitchen counter and leaned my back against the refrigerator, still staring at the two. I took a deep breath.

Ecco was staring at me with hopeful eyes and Xander just wouldn't stop staring at me to begin with. Sure, he was a handsome man. He had fiery short red hair that had been slicked to the slide, deep monotone green eyes covered by rounded black framed glasses. He wore a black linen suit with a purple undershirt with a black tie. The man wore some nice shoes too.

He definitely knew how to clean himself up, He was presentable; calm and collected. This situation didn't phase him one bit. So, why the hell is he staring at me like I'm a slice of cake. Scary almost.

Despite being as hot as he was, he gave some very off vibes. His skin looked..caked on? His eyes were a unique shade of green and his lips were so bland? He looks fake up close, makeup.

Maybe he’s gay..? A drag queen in disguise?

I shook the thoughts from my head and spoke up, “What makes you think I'd be capable?” I asked, rubbing my eyes. I'm way too tired for this shit right now, the coffee is not helping like I thought it would.

Ecco spoke up first, “Well, you clearly have fighting experience for one-” I scoffed, “What makes you say that?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. She seemed taken back by my intrusion, confused herself.

“Well..um.. The other night at the bar?” she hinted, waddling over to me. I snuck a quick glance at her cast, ‘Jeremiah’ was signed with hearts surrounding it. Who is Jeremiah?

“What are you talking about- oh.” Realization hit me, memories flooded my mind from the other night. “But you weren’t-”

“No I wasn’t, but I still saw the entire thing.” she smiled innocently.

———

“Get the fuck off of me, asshole!” I groaned, shoving the guys hands away from me. “I’m not interested in being your whore for the night! Ok!?” I stood up from my stool at the bar and began walking away, only to stop when a rough hand caught my wrist.

The drunken man flipped me around. He began to scream in my face about something but everything was inaudible.

Colors, flashing lights everywhere, my head was buzzing against my skull to the sound of the loud music. My body felt heavy as cold sweat began to drip down the back of my neck. The well deserved alcohol had served its purpose.

I smacked the man again, shoving my finger in his face. “I told you to back the fuck off, I’m not going to say it again.” I had warned. Just walk away dude, please.

But the man kept yanking me towards him,

Colors, buzz, headache, buzz buzz, colors- Jim-

Hot tears pricked my eyes whilst I ripped my arm away from the man for the last time. I grabbed the closest thing to me, a bottle, and smashed the back of it on the bar counter. Glass shattering everywhere was the last thing I remembered before,

Everything went black.

—-

“Y/n L/n, get up, someone posted your bail.” I groggily got up from my position on the cell bench and toppled over, holding my stomach. I can't remember anything from the night before or how I ended up in a cell but I woke up with blood on my hands, again.

Turns out, I didn't kill him, surprisingly.

I held my head in my hands, rubbing my eyes aggressively. “Who?” I coughed out, stuttering over my words, my voice horse. I don't have any friends or caring relatives. I lost them all in the divorce.

“They told me not to say, so get out. You’re stinking up the cell.” The police officer unlocked the cell door, stepping aside. I picked myself up the best I could and wobbled to the door. I looked the cop up and down, glaring at him.

“Oh and by the way, officer bitchass,” I smiled wobbly, gesturing my index finger towards his pants. “You're unzipped.” I scoffed, rolling my eyes and exciting the cell, not caring to look behind me once as I exited the building. It's not the first time I've been thrown into a cell after a rough night at the bar, and it certainly won't be the last.

———

“That wasn’t my fault and you know it, Ecco.” I lazily scoffed, rolling my eyes. “That fucker deserved alot more than what I gave him, he’s lucky he even made it out alive.” I paced around the counter and started off to my room. Ecco followed me but Xandere remained staring at the area I was just standing in.

“Come on- y/n! Help us! Please.” She readjusted herself in front of my face, I dogged her. She grabbed my arm, flipping me around. “For me, please? I really need someone to protect him right now.” She begged.

I stared at her for a long time, “Why? Why do you need my help? Why is that fucking geek someone you need to protect so much?-” ”because I love him, y/n!” she burst, clenching her fists tightly at her sides, “I love him so much! And how am I supposed to protect him when I cant even fucking stand without grabbing on to something!”

“I know we haven’t talked in a while-” “Try 6 years.” I cut her off, crossing my arms over my chest. Her love life was none of my concern. He- was none of my concern.

“Listen, I know, I know, ok? I'm sorry. Things have been..” she trailed off, “busy.”

“Busy?” I started, “BUSY? Are you fucking kidding me right now?” I laughed, throwing my arms into the air. “Things have been so fucking busy for you, you didn’t bother to pick up a FUCKING PHONE AND CALL FOR THREE MINUETS??” I screamed, “HOW WAS I SUPPOSED TO KNOW YOU WERE STILL FUCKING ALIVE ECCO!? WITH ALL YOUR SNEAKING AROUND, I THOUGHT YOU WERE DE-EAD!” My voice broke, I uncrossed my arms and tackled her into a hug so tight she almost toppled over. “You stupid bitch!” I cursed at her, hugging her even tighter. Tears rolling down my face,

“Next time ca-all-” I cried, Burying my face into her shoulder. “I will, I will.” She hugged me back tighter. We stayed like this for a few minutes, enjoying eachothers company.

It’s been so long since and considering the fact, We had grown up together, this was big.

A small knock on the door startled us both, we flipped around, a dumbstruck Xander stood by the doorway. Clearly understanding that he overstepped his welcome and walked in on something he had no business on. Xander cleared his throat, “Pardon my intrusion but, Ecco,” he called the young girl, “We really must be going.” he smiled.

Ecco turned towards me, hugging me tighter. “Will you help us, y/n?” she asked, I glanced back and forth between the two. And sighed so loudly,

“Time and place, I'll be there.”

Ecco squealed in excitement, shaking me back and forth before giving me one final hug. “ThankYouThankYouThankYouThank You-” she gave me a quick peck on the cheek, “you have no idea how much this means to us, y/n.” she smiled.

——-

“You sure, you’ll be able to go through with this?” Jeremiah took off his glasses, settling in his seat in the car. “You both seemed pretty close in there.” he took out a small handkerchief and began to clean his lenses.

Ecco shrugged, “Ofcourse,” She scoffed, like she couldn’t believe what she had just heard. “Me and y/n are close but I'm only loyal to you, sir.” She started the car, pulling out of the driveway. Her entire demeanor had changed as soon as they left y/n’s apartment, she wasn’t smiling anymore.

Jeremiah hummed, beginning to whip the makeup from his face, revealing his white pasty skin. “Such a shame too,” he mumbled, “That young woman is absolutely stunning.”

“What was that, sir?” Ecco asked, slowly turning her head to face him.

“Nothing dearest, keep driving.” He gave her a wink, to which she nodded, turning back to face the road.

—----

It's been 2-3 months since then and things couldn’t have gone any better. Ecco is pretty healed up now but she still wears her cast around the bunker just to be safe.

That or she's obsessed with this ‘Jeremiah’ fellow. She talks about him pretty frequently and it can get annoying at times. So when she does happen to bring him up during a meeting or whenever, me and Xander usually shrug her off and continue working.

Speaking of me and Xander, we’ve grown closer. It doesn't take a mastermind to find out that Jeremiah is one of his own. He is vastly intelligent and has a pretty brilliant mind.

He rarely ever lets me help him with his work, he’ll ask me to draw blueprints for him or find the architectural layouts of some buildings around gotham but besides that we usually hang out after ecco has retreated to bed. Whiskey was and always has been his favorite. Quarter of a glass every-other night after finishing up, and 10/10times, he asked me to join him.

It was comforting to be able to open up to someone, your walls broke and so did his. There was nothing hidden between the two of you, or at least that's what you thought.

—

It was another quiet night in the bunker, Ecco had retreated to bed earlier this time. This wasn’t unusual of her but at the same time it wasn’t common either. She usually did this when she was feeling uncomfortable or upset about something. In all the time you had known her, it wasn’t hard to pick up on these habits.

She was your best friend after all.

But things seemed off tonight, Xander was quieter than usual and he seemed to be on edge everywhere you went. It felt like walking on eggshells around him because every little thing you did was backed up with a comment by Xandere about how ‘you're making too much noise!’ and ‘calm down!’

The man was clearly losing his mind about something, you just wish you knew what. You both had grown so close, surely he could tell you right? You both have that bond, right?

You shook the thoughts from your head, silently pouring two glasses of whiskey and making your way over to Xander’s office. He needed to relax, to calm down. And you knew exactly how to open him up.

“Xander?” you kicked the door, hands full. “Come in.” he whisper-yelled.

I could hear shuffling from inside his office. “Bitch if I kicked the door then my hands are obviously full!” I laughed, shuffling two cups into one hand so I could reach the doorknob, but when I went to turn it and let myself in, Xandere had already opened the door.

He looked distressed, his glasses barely hanging onto the bridge of his nose as his hair was ruffled and unkept. He had dark circles under his eyes, I could tell he was distraught. He was wearing a classing orange dress shirt, slightly unbuttoned along with black suspenders and dress pants. He had ditched his shoes, and was walking around in white socks. Damn, he even like, he was still so fucking attractive.

I cleared my throat, he was still waiting for my response, after all.

I gestured my head down to the contents in my hands, “I brought drinks, figured you could use them.” I snickered, he stepped aside, letting me in. I entered the threshold, books were littered everywhere, papers spread across the floor and desks. All cameras were on and displayed on his televisions.

“You should have brought the entire bottle,” He smiled sheepishly, “But that's nothing of importance, I already have a spare in my desk.” He walked over to his desk and pulled out the bottle, setting it gently onto the wooden surface so as not to make much noise. I smirked, “Always prepared, huh?” I teased, handing him his glass, and taking a drink out of mine. “You always were my favorite.” I choked on my drink, pulling it away and whipping my mount with my shirt cuff. “I-i um-”

“What angel?” He leaned his face in close to mine, one arm snaking around my waist to pull me in, “you seriously didn’t think it was Ecco, now did you?”

I could smell the alcohol on his breath, he was drinking before I had even come in. Who knows how drunk he was right now. Before I could debate on pulling away, Xandere smashed his lips into mine. I melted into his touch, reaching my fingers up to swirl in his red hair.

He groaned in defiance when I pulled away. Going to pull me back in but I dogged his kiss, suddenly feeling unclean.

This felt wrong, he's drunk. It felt like I was taking advantage of him. I didn’t want him to think that, the last thing I wanted was for an unwanted one stand stand to happen.

“Jeremiah, maybe we should think about this-“ I laughed, “there’s no way you’d actually wanna be with someone like me-“ I did my best to pull him off of me.

He frowned, “Why would you believe such lies, dearest? Your perfect! Everything I want- everything I admire!” He pulled me against him once again, “Tell me angel, would you do me the honor of becoming my-“

“Sir.”

I snapped my head in the direction of our intruder ready to attack but immediately came to a sudden and abrupt stop once I saw it was only Ecco. Why was she awake..?

I gasped, pushing Xander off of me and holding my hands out to calm the area. She was pissed.

“Ecco, “ I said slowly, calmly. “It’s not what you think- ok?? I didn't even touch him.” I tried to sooth her, stepping slowly in her direction,wanting to elop her in a hug. “I-im sorry, it's not what you think-”

“Your a fucking liar!” She screamed, reaching under her shirt and pulling out a 9mm pistol, I froze. Ecco switched the safety off the gun and aimed it at me, tears falling from her eyes.

The atmosphere was tense, quiet. The only thing to be heard was ecco’s heavy painting as she sucked up her tears trying to wipe them from her face with one hand. Xander stayed quiet behind me, He didn’t look phased. Lazily blinking his eyes, still coming down from his alcoholic haze, he scoffed, taking a step in front of me, blocking the way.

“JEREMIAH MOVE!,” She screamed, I arched my eyebrow. Jeremiah? “I DON'T WANT TO HURT YOU PUDDIN!” She gasped, still whipping her face. “YOU SAID WE WE’RE GONNA KILL HER ONCE I WAS HEALED SO, MOVE!!”

My eyes widened, taking a step back. They were gonna- what? —

Xander caught me in his grasp, wrapping a tight hold around my waist. “Darling, that's not the plan anymore and you know it.” He growled, “The circumstances have changed-”

“HOW? Tell me how?” She snapped, beginning to quiver from rage. “You used to love ME! ONLY ME! And now I gotta share the wealth with HER!?,” she adjusted herself, aiming toward me once more, “I dont think so!”

Before she could fire the gun, Jeremiah sprang towards her and elbowed her in the stomach, causing her to lose her grip on the gun. He flipped her around, throwing her over her shoulder and slamming her on the ground. Jeremiah straddled her, she fought against him, clawing at his face, chest, neck while he slowly began to choke her to death.

I watched with wide eyes, glancing between Ecco to Xander, Xander to Ecco.

Without thinking straight, I ran over to where the gun had been knocked out of Ecco’s hand and picked it up, aiming it towards Xander. “XANDER!” I screamed, anxiety bubbled in my chest, I felt lightheaded just staring at the scene before me. Xander had Ecco pinned to the ground, a crazed look on his face, Unnatural. His eyebrows were raised and pointed, his smile was wide with excitement and his eyes were bulging out of his skull. He was enjoying this.

I screamed his name once more but no response, My stomach curled with absolute fear once I saw Ecco’s eyes roll back as she let out her last final breath. Xander stayed like that for a few more seconds, giving her one last choke before finally letting go.

Her body laid limp to the ground, still, unmoving. Her skin was drained its natural color, and as creepy and fucked up as it sounded, she died with a smile on her face.

Xander slowly got up from his crouched position, hair messed up, dress shirt ripped and pants dirty. He turned towards me, I almost screamed, his face was different.

Tan makeup was smudged all over his face revealing his unnatural pasty white skin. His black framed glasses were cracked and broken from Ecco’s clawing. He smiled at me innocently, taking a step. “Angel I-” He stopped, halting in position when I raised the gun towards him, taking aim.

I scoffed, “So you really are related to that sick bastard.”

Jerome wasn’t lyng after all, he really did have a twin. Crazy fucker was right for once.

Jeremiah took a step towards me, “Dearest,” he smiled. “I was only trying to protect you-”

“Shut the fuck up, Jeremiah,” I raised the gun, “Your a Valeska, you selfish fuckers don’t care about anyone but yourselves.” Suddenly the room around me started to feel smaller, more closed in. It felt like I was breathing in Jeremiah’s exhale, lightheaded.

“My brother is nothing compared to me, We’re two different people!” He kept his hands spread out, slowly inching towards me. “If you wanted to kill me, y/n, you would have done so when I was killing Ecco. You would have taken the shot.”

“You're absolutely right, Jeremiah,” I smiled. “I don't want to kill you, I want to kill you brother,” I shrugged nonchalantly.

“So where is he?”

“What makes you think I know that-?” “Don’t play dumb with me, Valeska.” I cursed the name. “Your whole little fucking experiment with Ecco? Yeah-, you KNOW where he is! YOU HAD ECCO KEEP TABS ON HIM!” Jeremiah flinched back from my outburst, looking me up and down, starting to smile.

He retreated his hands back to his sides, standing up straight, relaxed. Jeremiah smiled at me, I took a few steps back, gun still raised. What was he planning?

“Aw dearest, Are you telling me that you’ve already met our special guest?” He raised an eyebrow, Smirking.

I raised one back, slightly losing my grip on the gun. Jeremiah glanced behind me, an even wider smile on his face once he nodded.“What-” I took a small steep to turn around but,

A loud and sharp pain to the back of the head caused me to drop the gun completely and fall to the ground. I groaned in pain, my eyes clenched shut. Everything sounded inaudible again. I heard voices but couldn’t understand what they were saying. I did my best to open my eyes, everything was spinning and had faint lines through them. The ache in the back of my head intensified to a full migrain once the voices started talking to me.

A crazed laugh rang through my sensitive ears. My eyes pricked with tears from the pain, “Oh doll, doll, doll!..” The unfamiliar voice giggled, bending down next to my scrunched up figure. He began to rub my back. “We didn’t wanna have to do this to ya but!, ” The figure picked up a syringe next to him and injected it in the side of my neck. I screamed, trying to push them away from me.

“You were just too perfect to lose!” He laughed, slipping his hands under my limp body and pulling me to his chest carefully. “G-get- get the fuck off of me!” I groaned, clawing at his shirt, kicking my feet. “Careful Jerome, wouldn’t want to give her too much. The last thing we want right now is an overdose.”

JEROME?

“I’ll fucking KILL YOU BOTH!” I screeched one last time, my eyelids began to close. Everything went dark. I heard mumbles and giggles, Screeches and shouts. My neck felt limp and my head was heavier than ever. I curled up into a ball, clenching onto Jerome's shirt, still trying to sink my nails into him.

It was no use, I felt helpless and sunken.

Before falling unconscious completely, I heard one last comment from the brothers, both. “Goodnight love, So glad you could join us.”

I was so fucking tired.

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@rottenecstasy this IS FOR YOU!! IM SORRY OT TOOK SO LONG!!! ❤️❤️

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mollisangelus · 2 years ago

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Red Is My Favorite Color

Yandere! Alpha! KiriBaku x Omega! Reader

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4

A/N: Finally both boys at once! Love this guys so much, they're so cute and just think you're so precious.

TW: None actually, except Denki and Mina's adorable kid.

♡———♡

It was a week or so later, you were helping your favorite kid get his backpack on. Miko turned and smiled at you, brightly. "My uncle's are picking me up today! I can't wait for you to meet them, they're the best!"

You laughed gently, "Anyone who treats you well is the best, so I'm sure they're awesome!"

Before you could stand up, two scents came straight for you, and you had to stabilize yourself and your mind. It reminded you of being cozy in a cabin with snow outside. It was warm and sweet, but with freshness to it, and it had you feeling light on your feet as you stood.

Miko whipped around, shouting, "Uncle Kiri, Uncle Kat!" You looked up, only to be frozen and eyes wide. How had you not put it together? You were so dumb for missing it, their scents were so distinct, how could you not tell they were mated? Maybe it was because it was uncommon? Especially for two male alphas… you felt bad for the backlash they must face.

Ground Zero was the first to see you, and he gave you a grin, waving. Red Riot watched him do it, and followed his gaze to you, and you missed how his whole face lit up, only catching the dazzling smile he gave you. You approached them, as you always told Miko goodbye.

"H-hey there.." You started nervously.

"Hey! It's so cool to meet you again, I knew your name was familiar! Miko talks about you all the time!" Kirishima just seemed so full of energy, much like Miko.

You just couldn't help the blush that creeped up your neck, "All good things I hope!"

"Oh yeah, kid doesn't shut up about how 'cool' you are. I guess that means you're our competition." Bakugou added, ruffling Miko blonde hair, the black streak sticking out.

You grinned at that, "It's cute you think it's a competition like you stand a chance. Right, Miko?" Too preoccupied with looking at Miko and getting a exploding fist bump, you ignore the way Bakugou's eyes sparkled and Kirishima grinned at him.

"Right! You're my favorite!" You laughed at the little guy, and gave him a big bear hug.

They watched you guys, and their hearts soared. If they weren't in love before, they definitely were now. You were so natural with him, so perfect, so kind. It seemed odd you were so natural with him, but even betas could have maternal instincts.

During the goodbyes, they seemed to have a silent conversation and you missed it, the other kids getting ready to leave half on your mind as you waved. Although, it was an important conversation, a conversation that led to your fate being sealed.

They all shuffled into Bakugou's jacked, green Jeep, the orange stripe along it a signature for him. Miko was the first to talk as they got buckled, "Isn't she awesome!? I told you guys!"

They chuckled, "Yeah, she is."

Miko sighed for a moment, "I wish she knew it too.."

They were quiet for a while, whispering and glancing at each other. Then Kirishima spoke.

"What do you mean, Buddy…?"

Miko looked down and played with his hands, "You promise you won't say anything to her..?"

Bakugou's hands tightened on the steering wheel a little bit, but Kirishima nodded, "Yeah, we can keep a secret."

Miko shrunk back a little more, "Well.. I had snuck into the adults lounge to find her, and I heard her crying on the phone. Whoever it was wouldn't help her, and she was trying to ask for somewhere to stay. They sounded really angry with her.. I tried to be extra good that day to cheer her up! It's why I bring her cookies and stuff sometimes."

Once again, a moment of silence, and it looked as if Bakugou was trying to crush the wheel at this point. He drove, stiff backed. Kirishima seemed kinda rigid too, but he replied, "Well that's really nice of you Buddy, we should always try to cheer people up. You're a good kid."

Miko beamed a smile at the mirror, but after that they drove in silence. Discussions would happen that night.

If only you'd known.

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azlrse · 2 years ago

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➳ into the duskgloom sea (yandere black pearl cookie x GN!cookie reader concept)

cw: yandere content!!

a/n: my schedule's been jam-packed with loads of schoolworks so have this sneek peek as my compensation

Before Black Pearl Cookie became the dark abyss herself, she was once a kind hearted mermaid who had an interest towards your kind. She loved the surface and collects things that she found within the ocean floor or on the glistening sand of the cave where she seek shelter if the waters are too dangerous for her to swim forth.

She loved her treasures and among her treasures was the cookie she fell in love at first sight; it's you, a cookie who also loved the ocean itself and partake a journey to study it's waters. You're a marine biologist who studied vigorously in order for you to achieve this dream you always wanted since in your youth.

Your mother warned you about following the steps of your father, in which he died along with his sunken ship and crew (only a few survived the shipwreck) and it left your mother devastated as she mourned his lost. You are a kid back then, didn't understand on why your mother wept and on her hand was the letter that was now soaked by her tears.

But she couldn't stop you from getting that dreams of yours. If that makes you happy then she couldn't force you to abandon your dreams. Plus, your father didn't like it if his wife forces you to search for another career.

Now back to Black Pearl Cookie.

Each and everyday, she would come up towards the surface to watch over the ship you took aboard. The way her black long hair flew by the wind as she hides behind a large boulder, her minty eyes sparkle whenever you appeared by her view. She sighed dreamily on how beautiful/handsome you looked from your uniform, the way you beamed whenever someone mentioned the ocean and your voice. That sweet melodic voice that she loved the most about you.

She always dreamed on having legs just to be with you.

But alas, bad luck has struck as soon as the storm has swept your ship. Many of the crew members made it through the life boats but for you, you're swept by the harsh waves and was knocked out as soon as you hit the waters.

That's where she rescued you and brought you into the cave she seek shelter with. As soon as you are awake, you heavily thanked her for rescuing you and became fast friends with her.

Long story short, the two of you became a couple but it turned bitter and sad when you died from an terminal illness years later and from that time, she had another friend she made during her mourning stage. That friend comforted her and established a platonic relationship with her.

But it didn't last long as soon as the ancestor of House Oyster took something very valuable from her.

Being betrayed and loosing the love of her life is what spirals her into a fitting rage as wrath slowly build up, transforming her into the monster she is now. Her black hair has becoming white as snow, her tail and eyes that was once a soft shade of mint and gray. has turned into shades of black and gray.

Now in the duskgloom sea, she seeks havoc by making the lives of sailors and pirates miserable by tossing their ships like some mere toys. It amuses her to see that ship sunken by her waves until she saw the ship that has an awfully familiar cookie aboard.

It's.... You!! Her once deceased beloved!!

After centuries of your death, you reincarnated with no memory of your past life and when she eves dropped that you didn't remember her, oh boy she. is. PISSED.

She will make sure that she'll make your ship sunk down into the dark ocean waters.

She makes sure that you will remember her.

She doesn't have the ability to love you anymore but you are the only one who can fill in this dark void she created within her ice cold heart.

Don't be frightened as soon as you saw yourself wrapped by chains and had the ability to breathe underwater. She will enjoy her time catching up to you as you struggle as spoke back to her that you don't even know her as she claims that she was your lover centuries ago.

Try to escape her once and she will remove your ability to have legs or perhaps living with her in the duskgloom sea won't be so bad after all..

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Seraphic

After your master abandoned you, your world isn’t the same anymore. Now as you’re dealing with the worlds of hosts and curses alone; trying to survive with the second soul in your body.

Sukuna x angelic host reader; with platonic yandere Raphael showing throughout the story.

“So this my host?”

“So this is the target?”

“I- I think there’s been a mistake…”

How did you get here? Well… It all started when…

“Y/n,” Your head look over, seeing the girl standing there. Her hands were fidgeting, cheeks hot read and looking away from your eyes. One of your hands dug in your pocket, giving her your full attention. “Yo,”

“I-I was wondering… if- if you wanted to go to the festival with m-“

“Y/n! We need to go!” Your master’s voice caught your attention, making you look back with a nod. Hand waving him off slightly and looking back to the girl worriedly, thinking that maybe something was wrong and that’s why she was asking you something. “What was it you were asking?”

She looked up at you, seeing the dark look your master was giving her. A nervous gulp came from her and she shook her head, scratching the back of her neck. “O-oh! It was uh- it- it was nothing. It can wait…”

“Sure,” You waved it off, oblivious, leaving and following after your mentor. He was giving you a silent treatment, a small sigh coming from you. That always told you that you were in trouble. “Do you think that you should be making friends?”

“I… thought maybe I could try.” You said, shrugging lightly. He shook his head, making you already know that he’s disappointed in you. You’ve never been able to make friends in any of the places you’ve moved with him. He tells you it’s the price you have to pay with him. You don’t have any other choice but to listen. Knowing that you didn’t have anyone else, just him. He’s the only one who’s taken you in. “Don’t think that stupid again.”

“Yes master.” You nodded, keeping next to him. The door opened and you saw most of the moving boxes packed up already. “This soon?”

You asked, turning your head to look back at him. He nodded, walking over to tape another box. “Once I get what I’m looking for tonight, we need to move.”

He may be the one who took you in, but you’ve been the one to protect him most of his life when on the run from jujutsu sorcerers because he works with curses. This is why need this artifact, to make peace with a powerful curse. Just make sure you’re ready.”

But… How could I have been ready for this…?

“Crap. We’re busted.” Your master said, tightening his fist in annoyances at seeing the jujutsu sorcerers making their way where the two of you were hiding. He isn’t even close to finding where the artifact is! “Y/n, get out of here.”

Your eyes widened at hearing that, quickly looking back at your master. He nodded at you, mentioning for you to go. His hand picking up something and throwing it; catching their attention and giving you a chance to run.

But as you ran, you didn’t realize that your master had angled the throw just enough for them to see you running. Leading them after you to give him a clear and easy escape. “Not sorry kid.”

“That way!” One yelled, making you run faster. Your body slid across the floor, under a desk and accidentally into a room. Slight pain came on your head as you hit your face, rubbing your head slightly. “Ow…”

Is that a cookie? You thought at seeing the golden object in your hand. E/c eyes blinking softly. You’ve never had a cookie before, only remembering how people would describe them. They always said that they were delicious. Whoa! That is delicious!

The happy thought shot through your head, eyes looking around quickly. Trying to see if you could find some more of the delicious cookie. But as you got up, dark spots sparkled around your vision. A small thump sounded as you crashed into the ground; eyes fluttering shut.

“So your town just dumped you here? Some caring people they are.” The voice mocked, red eyes staring down at your form. You looked away from the figure, fingers tightening in the cloth of your clothes. Refusing to meet his eye. He hummed, leaning against his throne. “Stubborn one, I like it.”

The thought of him liking you made your stomach twist, your head lowering to the floor. Forehead touching the ground lightly. “I’ll work my king.”

“We’ll see, won’t we?”

“So good to finally be awake. What year is it? And why is this body so fragile?” The smooth voice asked, lifting the hand and seeing the s/c skin. Turning your hand, watching the runes beginning to engrave across the once blank canvas. “So, this is my host?”

“So this is the target?” Footsteps surrounded you, white eyes looking around. Your hand lowered, but you weren’t in control. “I-I think there’s been a mistake…”

You tried to explain, the sorcerers watching the runes between of visible and disappearing. One of the sorcerer yelled at you, “So you didn’t come here to steal Raphael’s halo?!”

“Raph- who- no! I don’t know who that is!”

“They ate it.” You jumped at hearing the new voice, turning your head quickly to find the source of it. There was no one else there besides the three of you, but the sorcerers knew exactly what was going on. “Explain, what did you to Raphael?”

“I-I-I don’t know who that is??”

“I sense a pure of heart in you. But yet… there’s some things trying to taint your soul. Alright, I’ve made my mind father’s creation.”

I must be going insane… You thought to yourself, taking a nervous step back at the sorcerers’ approach to your body. As their hands reached out for you, six wings harshly snapped out and curled around your body. “Wh-what the?!”

“Calm down my father’s creation, panicking won’t get us out of this situation. Just let me in control.”

I… I don’t understand… You thought softly, beginning to feel like giving up from this crazy dream. That’s all this had to be! There’s no way that you’re talking to some voice in your head. “I’ve made my presence known father’s creation, the longer we sit around here the quicker we’ll be hurt. So it’s okay, just fall asleep and let me have control.”

I- I don’t even know who you are. You thought, Raphael beginning to feel your panic. He sighed, some part of him hoping that you would trust him from the beginning. “Who I am is not important right now, what is important is the dangers currently heading this location.”

D-dangers? Like what?

“Curses.” Raphael couldn’t wait anymore. As the wall got destroyed from something crashing through, with the beat of the wings you were flying back and out of harms way. The screams came from the jujutsu sorcerers, echoing in the last thing you heard before Raphael took complete control.

"Why do you wish to die?" Your eyes looked up to see the cold red eyes glaring down at you from where the figure sat. Two arms crossed over his chest; other two resting on the armrest of the throne and finger tapping lightly in annoyance. You looked away. "Well? I asked you a question, little mouse."

He sneered, watching the way you tightened your fingers on the cloth of your clothes. But yet, you still refused to answer him. He stood up, kimono moving as he made his way down to where you were kneeling on the floor. One of his hands reached down, harshly yanking up your chin to look up at him. His fingers gripping tightly, tips of his claws beginning to dig into your soft skin. "If you think death is a way to escape me, then you're poorly mistaken. You're never leaving me, little mouse."

But yet, even with his cold words, you still stayed quiet. He growled softly, tightening his grip on your cheek and watched you flinch lightly from his painful grasp. A spark ignited in his eyes, finally getting a reaction out of you. "Until you can learn to obey my commands and answer when spoken to, you'll be staying in your room. Understand me?"

"Y-yes..." You whispered, eyes squeezing shut lightly as you felt him grip tighten lightly to get your attention. "Yes, what?"

"Y-yes my ki-king."

"Wrong, try again. I'm losing my patience little mouse." You gulped, nervously opening your eyes to stare at the curse. He was just watching you closely, enjoying every little reaction you were giving him. Even if it was the ones of fear. "Y-yes my god."

"There we go, not so hard; hmm?" He mused, letting go of your face and watching your body slump down. By the way he had held you up, you were almost arching your back to follow his grip. "Now go."

The voice ordered as the door opened, people looking to see the figure standing besides your kneeled figure. Pity filled their eyes, watching you lean down to press your forehead against the floor before getting up from your spot. They worried about you as you left the room, fearing that you were a victim waiting to happen.

You gasped, sitting up sharply and hand grasping onto your material of your shirt. The feeling of your heart was racing under your palm; panicked e/c eyes quickly scanning around. It was... quiet... There wasn't even that voice in your head anymore; making you feel alone. "H-holy HELL!"

You cried out suddenly, seeing the high heights you were stuck at. The wind was blowing your h/c strands, hands grasping onto the closet object next to you that look the most stable. Dread and fear drop in your stomach, making your heart seem to race more. Terrified that you might fall as you buried your head in your arms; tears beginning to streak down your cheeks. How-how-how did I get here? Where's my master?! How do-do I-I-I get down?

Questions ran through your mind, panicked thoughts that you couldn't answer. One of your hands shakily moved slowly, grasping onto the burner phone with a white knuckle grip. Thumb pressing against the button and ringing tone sounding in your ear, praying that he would pick up. He's the only option you got!

"I'm sorry, but the number you have called is unavailable." The automated voice sounded out on the other line; more tears ran down your cheeks as you let out a pitiful sob. You were so scared... "Why are you trying to contact that pillock?"

"Th-that pillock is my master." You argued with the voice in your head, doing so without even thinking about it. Your hands rubbed at your cheeks; feeling the tears covering your palms. Raphael felt a pang as he could feel your fear, all the negative emotions. He didn't like his host feeling like this... "But he's stupid and pathetic, father's creation. I've noticed in your memories that this is not the first time he has done this."

"He'll call me back... He always does."

"When? In a few days? When he needs you to some dirty work of his? I see he's the one who's been trying to taint you, father's creation."

"Stop calling me that! It's weird!" You snapped, turning your head as if you were face the source of the voice. But your stomach dropped as you caught the sight of the world below the roof you were trapped on; making your stomach twist horribly and the need to get sick growing stronger. "Are you afraid?"

"N-no! Of c-course not!"

"You're lying." Raphael scolded with an almost disappointed tone, making some part of you feel bad about lying. There was a sudden thought of jumping off of the side of the roof, Raphael trying to coax you. But your body shook even more and tightened your fingers around the pipe. Raphael felt bad as he could see you crying harder. "You can trust me, father's- ... you can trust me Y/n. I will not let any harm come to you. I protected you then from the curses, remember?"

Hearing your name made you pause, blinking softly at his question. Raphael felt proud, seeing progress with you and kept his voice in his softness to ease your fear away. Your fingers loosened from the tight grip, color slowly began to shown in your knuckles again. "I'll protect you just like then. If you fall, I will catch you. Now, I want you to jump. To see."

"JUMP?! ARE YOU INSANE?!" You screamed, hysterical, and tried to wrap your arms tightener against the pipe. Raphael sighed at hearing you. "I told you that I will protect you, but words are just words. I want you to see that I will protect you no matter what, I need you to realize that I won't let anything hurt you."

You could understand the words, but you still hated the thought. The thought of willingly jumping off of the roof... It made you wonder where all your sanity had suddenly gone off to. But the soothing voice of Raphael seemed to calm your nerves; allowing you to carefully walk to the edge. He was proud as he watched you look down at the city; wind whipping against your clothing. "You... You got me...?"

You asked nervously, Raphael chuckling quietly at his host. He let the calming feeling continue to fill your nerves, feeling the way your heartbeat slowed down. "Always Y/n."

You took a deep breath, silently accepting your fate to the craziness. Then you leaned your body forward, air rushing around you and making a soft whistling sound. The pride that filled your chest; a pride that was not your own, but the archangel within your body. The Enochian runes ran along your back, six wings suddenly spreading out with a harsh snap. Wind caught under the feathers, your body stop falling and gliding over the city lights.

Excitement filled your chest as you let out a breathless laugh, adrenaline running through your system. Raphael smiled, moving the wings to push your body up into the night clouds. Stars glittering above the clouds, your eyes widened at seeing the sky diamonds seeming to close to touch. Your fingers reached out; holding above your head. "See, I'll always catch you."

"Careful Y/n, move left." Raphael directed you, training your body to respond in combat. You had little knowledge with your master; since he mostly wanted to keep you ignorant. He always made up excuses of not to teach you.

You moved left; watching the curse crash into the ground. A small laugh came from you; hearing the growl in return. The curse hated the way you were laughing at it; wanting to rip you apart. Your master would throw a fit if he saw you fighting against the curses he tried so hard to work with.

But yet, he still hadn't got back to you. Still hadn't reached out to you. Raphael took advantage of this, slowly taking of the mentor role for you. He's been a stable figure to keep you standing, to keep you training and trying to get you stronger. Raphael's goal was to make you able to tell you master to leave you alone whenever he decided to reach you; the archangel didn't want you to fall back into your master's trap.

"You ready to get a piece of my halo?" Raphael asked you, feeling the energy close by. You nodded in agreement, jumping against the wall to push yourself over the curse. A small laugh came from you; arching your jump to sail over the demon gracefully. Raphael watched you do this on your own as you twisted your body; wings pushing you in the air and watching some white feathers fall. You've been getting better more quicker then Raphael would ever thought. "Let me show you a new trick Y/n, I believe you're ready."

You were instantly curious, Raphael taking control of one of your hands to reach over and grasp onto one of the falling feathers. The white feather sharpened in your grasp, Enochian runes covering over the back of your left hand and running up your arm. "They can do that?!"

"These wings can do amazing things." Raphael responded proudly, feathers puffing up lightly. He let you continue to do your thing, but filled your head with a battle plan and watched your body move in the air. The blade moved lightly; Enochian runes disappearing as you were in control with the feathered blade. A screech sounded out loudly; the blade running over the skin and the blood sprayed everywhere. The tip of your shoes touched the ground gracefully as you slowly landed on the ground; wings disappearing into the runes. "Whoa..."

"Whoa, indeed." Raphael chuckled; proud of you. But you weren't saying whoa in awe, no, you were saying whoa because of how dizzy you felt. Your feet cross as you stumbled to the side, quickly catching your balance and pressing a hand to your head. "Well, now this is something that I wasn't excepting to see!"

You looked back quickly at hearing the voice, world spinning briefly. There was a white hair male there, his eyes covered with a black mask and in a black outfit. You took a step back nervously; ready to escape if needed. But yet, the white hair male only smiled at you. "I'm not going to hurt you!"

Easy... Raphael soothed your anxiety, taking control to give you a break. He hated to see you so nervous. Your eyes turning to the pure white and the Enochian runes covering along your body Starting at your wrist like bracelets, the back of your palm, running up your arms, collarbones, and stopping around your neck. "You're a jujutsu sorcerer."

"I am, the name's Gojo. But you? Who are you?"

"The archangel, Raphael." Raphael introduced himself with a hand hovering over where your heart was; one foot crossed behind the other. Gojo hummed, processing the information before nodding with an excited grin. His body beginning to lean down on his knees; stretching. "Well, I've never beaten an angel before. Lemme try-"

"No." Raphael shut it down before that could even start; turning his head and walking away from the jujutsu sorcerer. Gojo stared at Raphael's back, seeming almost offended and had the nerve to pout at getting denied on his fight.

The block on concrete moved, showing the glowing piece of a halo laying on the ground. He scoffed at seeing it and lifting the precious item from the ground; brushing off the dirt. How dare they treat my halo like this?

"So, you're looking for these things? Why?" Gojo asked as he leaned over your shoulder; watching Raphael look at the jujutsu sorcerer through the corner of his eye. The angels worked with jujutsu sorcerers 1,000 years ago. But Raphael has also come realize how much downfall the jujutsu have had since then. "They're pieces of my halo; why?"

"Oh! Because we have some too!" Raphael instantly stood up; facing the sorcerer with wide eyes. One of the feathers appearing in your hand; the Enochian losing the soft glow as he stared at the sorcerer. Gojo grinned at seeing that he caught the attention of the archangel. "Hmm... I bet you could really piss off those old geezers... How about this, you join and help us with these curses and we'll get your halo completed."

Raphael... Should we trust them...?

"Deal."

"Little mouse." You jumped at hearing the familiar voice, turning back to see the curse with markings on his face. Two of his arms were crossed over his chest; red eyes staring at you closely. "Why are you out this late? You should be sleeping."

"Oh... Um..." You didn't have an answer that; how could you? The servant supplies were getting low; so there were some unlucky few who were chosen to get killed to save supplies. Forced to be a sacrificial lamb; already slaughtered. They were forced to try to get on the king's bad side just to get killed; to save food and resources for the others. Such a cruel world you live in. But you had volunteered and no one tried to stop you. "Is it another trick to piss me off?"

For someone so jumpy, he's noticed you had a knack of doing that. Sukuna had never seen a person so dedicated of trying to get hurt by him, it amused him. So, he kept you alive to see what you would try to do. At first; it was because of spite, but then it grew to an endearing curse of a feeling. It made Sukuna sick, he wanted to rip you apart and he hated himself for wanting to make sure you were always safe and sound. Though he wanted to get rid of this weakness you put on him; he would never intently hurt you. But to see your beautiful tears; that's a different story. "Answer me little mouse, you know my patience's limits."

"It-it was." You whispered, looking away from the king of curses and taking the excuse he accidentally offered you. He walked up to you, hand grabbing the back of your neck and grinning at hearing you make a small sound of surprise. "You still have that stupid necklace. Don't you know that your god is worthless?"

He mocked, other hand breaking the cross necklace with a small snap of the chain. His hand lifted it, watching the cross sway in the air. "Your god let you just suffer in my grasp. He couldn't do anything to protect you from your own hometown; hmm? That's why you're at my feet."

He grinned, hand moving to grab the front of your neck while the other on the back of your neck moved up to tangle in your hair. Sukuna could feel the pulse of your nervous heart under his palm, tongue flicking out to lick his lips. "Pray to me little mouse, worship me only and I'll give you the world."

"You're still waiting for him to call you back?" Raphael asked, making your eyes blink. Unfocused e/c eyes slowly adjusted to blank burner phone, thumb pressing the button and seeing the zero missed calls. A small sigh came from you, lowering your hand as you relaxed in the hammock. "I just thought he would call back by now... I mean, it's been two months. What if something happened?"

"Y/n... I warned you that he wouldn't call you back; please don't let him continue to taint you." Raphael urged, your hand tossing the phone in the spare bed. The angel frowned, relaxing in your subconscious, looking over at the memories of the one you call your master. The one who raised you into thinking that this toxic mentality of parenting is okay.

"Y/n~! I want you to meet Yuji!" Gojo announced while swinging open your door unceremoniously. Your eyes lifted to see the pink hair male standing there. "He's holding Sukuna in his body; just like you're holding Raphael in yours! Now fight it out!"

"Fight... It out?" You asked, confused at his excitement to get the two fighting. Raphael rolled his eyes at seeing Gojo hadn't changed a bit. He pouted; crossing his arms and sitting back about how unfair it was. "Nice to meet you Yuji, I'm Y/n."

You introduced yourself, smiling at the boy who smiled back with shaking your hand. But Sukuna couldn't believe what he was seeing. He would recognize those e/c eyes from anywhere. It's the same smile he remembered from all those years ago; that smile he saw once and treasured all this time. Here you were... Freely smiling at his host; no sign of fear or panic. Little mouse...

Sukuna didn't think he would see you again, but here you were in front of him. "Come on Y/n! It'll be the fight of a lifetime! An archangel vs the king king of curses!"

Raphael... The archangel. Sukuna understood and wondered if this was some cruel karma that universe played on him. That this time he saw you; your god was protecting you from him. Well... He wouldn't let your lousy god overcome what belongs to him.

"You know how Raphael feels about this." You spoke softly, looking over at your sensei. He whined, sitting back in your chair as Sukuna was just relaxing at hearing your voice; feeling like he was in the eye of the storm at the moment. "I know you really want to see Raphael fighting, but he won't fight unless he's fighting a curse or finding his halos."

You tried to reason with your sensei, who leaned up excitedly. "But Sukuna is a curse! And he's not THAT powerful! I mean come on, I beat him in ten seconds."

Gojo boasted, making Sukuna's eye twitched at hearing that. It was an annoying memory for him and he didn't like reliving it. "Wait, you really have an angel in you?"

Yuji asked curiously, your head turning to look back at him with a sheepish smile and holding the back of your neck nervously. His heart sped up lightly, feeling a little flushed as he was staring at your smile. Wondering if you looked so angelic because of you being a host. Stop thinking of them like that you stupid brat!

"Yea, I do. Crazy, right? I thought his halo was a piece of cookie... But then I woke up with him in my head and we've been stuck with him every since then." You explained with a soft smile. "And you, do you really have a curse in you?"

He nodded, hand grasping at his chin. Sukuna's eye twitched at hearing that, feeling offended at your words. You! Out of people! I am NOT SOME curse! I am the king!

"Yea, he's a pain in the ass. Like now." Yuji hit the side of his head, feeling the anger by the curse in him and annoyance radiating throughout his body. But he knew it wasn't his own. Raphael was arguing with Gojo the whole time you were talking to Yuji; which looked a bit weird since Gojo was arguing with the cut out hole in your shirt. It was the only place that Raphael physically appeared to talk; says its closest to the heart and strongest part of your soul. Who was that stupid pest again? Richard? I hate this stupid bird.

Sukuna thought with a low growl; sharpened fangs biting his claws in annoyance. Raphael focused his attention on Yuji when he felt the shift in the air; forgetting about Gojo temporarily. Gojo noticed the lack of response from the angel and lifted his head to watch Yuji.

The curse energy began to build up in him; Raphael went on defense mode. The angel was ready to jump in control at even the pen drop; small runes began to appear on your skin. Raphael took control of your arm; the rune covered arm pushed off the clinging Gojo. "We'll be taking our leave now Gojo."

Raphael announced, white eyes staring at Yuji closely. Sukuna narrowed his eyes at hearing that; wanting to murder the angel where he stood. But knew he wouldn't, because that mean you would disappear again and Sukuna couldn't bear the thought of you disappearing again. He would have to figure a way to separate you from the angel.

"Do you think that you can just walk away like that?" Sukuna asked, suddenly taking over and taking the others in the rook by surprise. Gojo noticed the markings on the face, Raphael stared emotionless in those red eyes; not wanting to give the curse the joy of seeing a worried angel. “I do actually, because I got somewhere to be.”

“Not while you have them.” Sukuna harshly spoke; snatching Raphael’s arm in a bruising grip. Gojo perked up excitedly; shaking his fists while whispering chanting, “Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight.”

“If you think you’re going to be laying a hand on them anytime soon; you’ve got another thing coming. Now if you excuse me, I only have three pieces left of my halo to find.” Raphael explained, Sukuna’s anger only growing. The angel whispered under his breath, Sukuna pulled back his hand in surprise at the burning feeling. The Enochian rune lost the soft glow, Sukuna shaking his hand lightly as he stared at Raphael with hatred in his eyes. Raphael left the room, making his way through the halls as he let you slowly have control back with every step he took.

Fresh air filled your lungs, body spinning as you felt the coolness of the clouds. Sunlight warmed your skin; body stretching out as you let yourself relax in the air. Your eyes were closed; enjoying the sound of the wind. “You’ve come w long way from being terrified on that roof.”

“You said that you would protect me.” You whispered; warming Raphael and making him proud of you. Proud that you could trust him so. He would always protect you; always. Keeping you away from that curse was Raphael’s first step

"Hello little mouse." You looked down at where you were resting in your hammock, the book lowering from your face as your tired eyes moved to stare at the pink hair male standing there. Tattoos were on his skin, giving him a lazily smile in greeting him with a soft, "Hey Yuji."

"Wrong little mouse." Sukuna tsked his tongue. You were too exhausted to fully understand the danger you were in; the recent search was a bust. You had even spent extra hours; trying to find Raphael a piece of his halo. "Hey it’s uh Sukuna, right?"

"No annoying bird with you?" He asked, a grin beginning to grow as you shook your head. The book was closed and tossed on the bed; watching the curse making his way over to your hammock and leaning against it. "He's still asleep from our latest mission; he's wore out."

"Excellent." Sukuna purred; his hand reaching out and claw trailing down your cheek gently. It seemed like forever since he was able to touch you; confirming to himself that you being here was no some cruel dream against him. No, you were here, in front of him. In his reach and just so pilant for the taking. "Do you know how long I waited for you?"

"Um... Our last mission was... 192 hours? Was it that long?" You asked, not understanding his words. He gave a dry laugh, looking at you with a sharp look. "Funny, but no. Try more like 1,000 years."

You were confused, looking at him with a tired look before shaking your head. One of your hands patted the top of his head. Sukuna was surprised of your actions while you relaxed on the hammock. "1,000 years... That's crazy, there's no way you could know me 1,000 years ago."

You yawned, letting your hand hand as you eyes closed. What once you would have had a panic attack if your feet weren't on the ground to know feel relaxed in the air. Raphael had made tons of progress with you, now he only needed to know how to make you free from anything that your master holds over you.

"What are you doing brat?" He asked as he watched your eyes closed. "I'm tired... So I'm taking a nap."

"Seriously? After all that?" He asked with crossing his arms, giving you an annoyed look. There was a nod from you, yawning again. "I've been up for the past 192 hours Sukuna, I'm tired."

"Why were you even up that long? How?" He asked in confusion and you sighed with laying your head back to stare up at the ceiling. "Raphael really wants to find his halo and I'm trying my best to help him look. So if I sacrifice some of my sleep on our expeditions, I'm ready to do so."

You stretched, moving your foot to push on the nearest object to get your hammock lightly swinging. Sukuna's eye twitched, annoyed at seeing you so loyal to that fucking pest. He wanted to be the one you're loyal to. His hand twitched, before taking a deep breath. His hand petting your hair. "Whatever, I'll let you do this just this once."

You fell asleep in the swaying hammock, Sukuna hummed while looking over your face. His claws lightly traced over your skin, watching you look so peaceful in his presence; being able to relax with him.

"I won't lose you again little mouse." He whispered, promising to himself. He watched you die once, he doesn't think that he could see it again. The thought clicked in his head. If you're so loyal to that chicken because of you being his host, then he knew what he had to do. "Don't worry little mouse. I'll protect you."

You smiled, tilting your body back and feeling the aerial hoop spin with your graceful movements. Yuji was blushing as he was standing by the doorway as he watched you, wondering how you could move so well. "Stop staring weirdo."

Megumi said with pushing his shoulder, making his way into the room and looked up at your form. You caught his eyes, locking your legs around the hoop and hung upside down to stare at him. "Whatcha doing in here Meg?"

"Don't call me that idiot." Megumi said with poking your forehead, Sukuna's eyes twitching inside Yuji's head. He was annoyed with how close that Megumi seemed to be with you. He noticed how happier you were in this life time, walking with an air you didn't have last time... Sukuna still hated the fact that you were protected from him, you should only be in his arm and soon... Soon he would set his plan into action.

"What did you come in here for?"

"You're coming on a mission." Megumi said with his arms crossing as you thought of it with a small hum. "Megumi, you know how Raphael feels about going on mission that isn't about his halo."

"For an angel he isn't very helpful." Megumi sighed, rolling his eyes. You frowned at hearing that, sitting back up and propping your head on your arms. "Sorry Y/n, I just don't understand how he's like that."

"You actually know how to apologize!" Yuji yelled at Megumi who rolled his eyes, looking back at the pink haired. "I've known them for a lot longer than you idiot. Come on Y/n, don't you want to go on a mission and get out of the building? Stretch your wings?"

Your fingers tapped against the steel hoop, thinking about it. Sukuna's eyes narrowed before shaking, annoyed. Markings beginning to show on Yuji's skin as he took over Yuji's body, Megumi tensing at feeling the presence. His head turned, eyes widened before feeling the kick in his chest and smirked at hearing the crack of his ribs. "Hello there little mouse."

He looked up at you on the aerial hoop, smirking and lifting a clawed hand. Flicking two fingers toward him. "Come down here songbird, don't make me ask again."

"Sukuna... What are you doing?" You asked nervously, hopping out of the aerial hoop to land in front of the curse. He grinned at you, smirking and grabbing your cheeks with a harsh grip. "Shhh, shhh, don't panic."

He grinned widely, beginning to panic at his words. As Raphael tried to take control, Sukuna was beginning to shove something in your mouth. Your eyes widened, looking at Sukuna as he covered your mouth. "Swallow birdie. I'm done with sharing."

"What did you do?!" Raphael yelled at him and Sukuna laughed cruelly, your eyes watering from the taste. It was awful, you wanted to get sick, you wanted to curl up and disappear.

"I gave them one of my fingers, you fucking pest. I told you, I'm done sharing."

#yandere sukuna #yandere jjk

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bunie-grrss · 3 years ago

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Schedule

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[this is a list of requests and some of the finish requests I've done.] [Bonus editors Section]

•|Upcoming's|•

Clockwatcher aware AU[CAA]

Finish requests or Asks [master list]

[oneshot]

Yandere!almond X magic user! Reader

Yan roguefort X detective reader

Roguefort; when the reader escapes

Yan espresso X fashionista! Reader

The once faithful baker

Married wind archer

Yan!Millennial tree X villain reader

Twizzly gummy X reader

Lilac X reader

Dark choco X reader

Forbidden love[red velvet X reader]

Groovy[DJ X reader]

Whipped Tea[Poly X Reader]

[headcanons]

Parfait X transmacs! Reader

Shenanigans with dark cookies

Dating choco headcanons

Obsessed pure vanilla X reader

Twizzly X Hispanic! Reader

Milk cookie X reader

Yandere dark choco X aromantic! Reader

Match-Ups;

{To be Added}

Gacha cut out [for edits] ;

Roguefort; Pursuit of lost time

Truffle; Rumorous collector

Almond; Commissioner of parfaedia

Timekeeper; Ruler of the Ephemeral flow

Licorice; Abbarant Conjurer

Writing Event[ENDED];

Midsummer Yogurt

Yan!roguefort [Bleu]

Sparkling Party

Yan!roguefort [Pursuit]

Earl Grey[ST]

Almond[Commissioner]

/these are my scheduled or in progress things. Most of them may or may not be fully finished, or be listed here/

#masterlists

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meterbloom · 3 years ago

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Blog navigation | Request rules | Introduction

Intro to myself:

Hello, I'm meteor, I'm a genderfluid seventeen y/o that writes for stardew valley, little nightmares and crk! I go by all pronouns and I also draw.

What I post will be art, ramblings about whatever I like, x reader oneshots, etc!

Dni: Dsmp antis, yagami yato listeners, racists, homophobes, transphobes

Requests are open!

Request rules:

No nsfw

No romantic x readers with characters under eleven

No proshipping

nothing racist, homophobic, etc

Will be updated later-

Will write for

Stardew valley: All characters besides for Lewis, clint, gunther, marlon and any mod characters [platonic for Vincent and Jas]

Little nightmares: Mono[platonic], Six[platonic], the Thin man, the Lady

Crk: Strawberry crepe[platonic], all of the cookies of darkness, Chili pepper, rye, squid ink[platonic], the ancients, blackberry, adventurer, black raisin, herb, sparkling, vampire

Romantic yandere

Platonic yandere

Fluff Heavy angst

angst

Gore

Death

hurt comfort

Navigation:

Nothing yet <3

#stardew valley #stardew valley x reader #sdv #sdv x reader #little nightmares #Little nightmares 2 #Ln mono #Ln Six #ln the thin man #ln the lady #Little nightmares x reader #Mono x reader #Six x reader #ln2 mono #Ln x reader #crk x reader #cookie run x reader #cookie run kingdom x reader #cr kingdom

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chaoticforever · 3 years ago

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The Storm Within | Yandere Bruce Banner x Male! Reader

A/N: Requested. Bruce is only a slight yandere as requested. Hope you like it!

Avengers Tower was beautiful at night.

The whole room was lit up by the enormous precious stone crystal fixture, looming over the middle of the huge room. The huge open glass windows offered a great view of the completely dark sky covered with sparkling stars that looked like scattered moondust and the beautiful zinc-silver glowing moon.

Tony Stark had decided to throw a party at the tower to celebrate his successful new project and because, well, he's Tony Stark. He's the best party thrower in New York and he loves throwing them.

Bruce Banner stood next to the bar with Natasha and a drink in his hand. He did not want to be here. He wasn't a big fan of parties, but Tony forced him to come, even though he only wanted to go work in his lab.

"Bruce and Natasha!"

Bruce looked up from the ground to see Tony walking over to them with a man he has never seen before. He felt his heart skip a beat when his eyes met your E/C eyes. You're stunning E/C eyes.

You were wearing casual clothes and had smooth skin. Bruce noticed how your (hair type) hair made your eyes stand out and shine. You were very handsome and looked really young.

He wondered who this mysterious man was. He cleared his throat as Tony came over and introductions happened.

"Bruce. Natasha, this is Y/N L/N. Y/N, this is Natasha Romanoff and Bruce Banner." Tony introduced as you shook hands with Natasha.

"Are you Y/N L/N from L/N enterprise?" Natasha asked and received a nod in confirmation from you.

"Yeah, that's me."

"I know all about L/N enterprise. You do great work, and you're a great man."

"Thank you. You have a tough grip, I like you already." You grinned as she chuckled before leaving to find Clint.

You turned to face Bruce and extended your hand out towards him and he took your hand in his, quickly shaking it. Maybe a little too quickly, but he loved the feeling of your hands in his.

"Nice to meet you, Bruce. It's wonderful to meet someone who is such a genius and has seven PhDs along with being The Hulk. A little scary, but very cool."

"Hey, I'm a genius and I'm right here!"

"Oh, hush, Tony." You said as you kept your eyes solely on Bruce who blushed from under your stare. He felt oddly calm around you, which he didn't feel around people he meets for the first time.

"It's nice to meet you too, Y/N. How do you two know each other?" Bruce asked, keeping his voice as steady as possible, as he tried not to sound like a jealous lover, but he needed to know how you and Tony knew each other.

"Oh, Y/N and I go way back."

"Yeah, I used to work as his assistant before Pepper, even though I didn't need to because my parents left me a lot of money. I was there for this idiot when he got really drunk and we hit it off great outside of work and became friends."

"Ever since then, it's been a crazy ride with this man. He's like my long-lost little brother who's as handsome as I am."

"Aw, thanks, Tones. You're like the older brother I never had who's as smart and as amazing as me."

You playfully punched Tony in the arm as you both smiled at each other. The two of you were alike in lots of ways. Bruce felt a spark of jealousy and rage when he saw how close you and Tony were before he realized that you two looked at each other as friends, which made him relax.

"Anyways Bruceybear, I have something to ask you." Tony suddenly said to him.

"What is it?" Bruce asked, his ears perking up at hearing this statement.

"Well, how would you feel if Y/N became part of the team as one of our science bros? He's as much of a genius as we are."

"Not to mention that I can help you with various experiments and even be a test subject." You chimed in with a smile.

A smile that is so universal that even a newborn baby knows by heart. A smile that made the stars shine brighter in the night sky. A smile that made the lights in this room shine brighter and seemed to be quite contagious because Bruce found himself smiling back at you.

"I think it would be great to have you join us, science bros." Bruce spoke truthfully, "And if you don't mind me asking, how old are you?"

"How old do I look to you, Brucey."

Bruce smirked at the tone in your voice, "If I had to guess, I'd say you are in your early to mid-20s."

You groaned from hearing that answer, "Why does everyone keep thinking that? I'm in my early 30s. Hell, even a guy at the liquor store asked me to show my ID because I looked too young to be there."

"It's all because of your good genes." Tony simply added in.

The next half-hour was spent with Tony being his sarcastic self, the adventures and crazy times you and Tony spent together, and various science topics.

"Okay, Bruce. I'm going to take Y/N to meet the other Avengers and some others before we get drunk and have fun."

"Aw, and here I was having a good conversation with Bruce, but I'll see you again soon and it's good to meet you."

You and Bruce smiled at each other before Tony placed his hand on the arch of your lower back and led you away to the others.

"Looks like someone has a crush." Natasha spoke up beside Bruce, appearing out of nowhere with a grin.

Bruce blushed, "No, I don't." He said in a defensive tone, but the blush upon his face said otherwise.

He can admit that he loved seeing you laugh and smile with Tony. He loved hearing your mesmerizing voice and had a wonderful conversation with you.

And there was something else.

He felt content because you treated him as a normal person and not some freak accident. He also felt something else, a connection of sorts and he wondered if you felt it, too.

He was genuinely pleased that you have become part of the science team and that he would see you again soon.

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"Hey bros. I've come with the goodies!" You announced loudly, stepping inside the lab to see Tony and Bruce working on something.

Bruce immediately stopped what he was doing and looked over at you.

He didn't sleep well last night. Tossed and turned for most of the night and had a nightmare. The coffee machine exploded on him earlier, so he was irritated, to say the least, but seeing you managed to make his day a little better.

"Good, give me them." Tony demanded as you rolled your eyes as he took the bag. He moaned when the delicious treat was shoved into his mouth, "Gosh, these are so good. Bruce, you have got to try this man's cookies."

Without warning, Tony shoved a cookie into Bruce's mouth, much to his dismay.

"Wow..." Bruce couldn't help, but moan in delight and deliciousness. This had to be the best treat that he's ever tasted, "That was really good. You made these cookies yourself?"

You nodded, your lips curling upward into a smile, "Yeah, my uncle taught me how to bake. I'll bring you guys some more soon."

"Good. These are so good, I can't get enough of them." Tony said, wiping some crumbs off his face.

"I'm not surprised, you always eat all of them all the time."

"And I don't plan on stopping either."

You chuckled before shaking your head, "So, what are we working on today?"

The next two hours consisted of crazy experiments and them using you as a test subject for armor and weapons.

Bruce would always be close to you when you both worked on something. He felt so safe standing next to you like he didn't need to get angry or Hulk out when he's in your presence. Despite him knowing you for a short period, he felt safer with you than anyone else.

Unfortunately, Hulk wanted to come out when you announced to the room that you were meeting up with your ex and had to leave.

"We'll be at the mall and I'll be gone for about two hours. Don't destroy the lab." You said and walked out of the lab, heading to your very own (favorite car).

"Hey, do you know who's Y/N's ex-boyfriend is?" Bruce asked Tony.

Tony nodded, "Oh, yeah. Moose Capaldi, a real estate agent. They dated for a while, but ended on good terms, why?"

"No reason."

"Yeah, sure."

Tony chuckled, knowing that Bruce had a crush on you. He wondered if he should play matchmaker for you two.

Bruce wanted to pretend that he wasn't jealous, but how could he not when you are going out with your ex-boyfriend? You two could probably patch things up and have sex. Jealousy and rage rose inside of him as his fingertips slowly turned a greenish color.

So, when Pepper came to talk to Tony about something important, Bruce left and found himself walking into the food court at the mall, seeking out a man with H/C hair.

It didn't take him long and eventually, he spotted you sitting at a table across from an attractive man. You both talked and laughed and when the attractive man reached over and touched your face is when Bruce lost it. A low growl erupted from his throat as he started turning green.

You laughed, "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I'm serious." Moose let out a laugh, too, "And then we - what the fuck?"

Moose's gaze was suddenly focused on something behind you and you turned around, your eyes widening at what you saw.

Hulk was now hulked out in the middle of the mall and screams erupted from people's throats as they ran for their lives.

"Hulk smash!" He picked up a table and chucked it across the room in Moose's direction as you both stood up and hopped over the counter, hiding underneath.

"WHY IS HE TRYING TO KILL ME!"

"I DON'T KNOW!" You shouted back as your hands started to shake before you stood up and Moose gave you a look.

"What are you doing?!" He whispered.

"Shh." You hushed softly as you hopped over the counter and slowly walked over to Hulk who looked down at you, "Hey, Hulk. Do you know me?"

"Hulk knows Y/N. My Y/N." He grinned.

You chuckled, "Yes, I'm Y/N. And do you think you can calm down and transform back into Banner? You're kind of scaring everyone here right now."

"Would that make Y/N happy?"

"Yes, that would make me very happy."

You watched as Hulk shrunk down to his normal size, turning himself back into Bruce, naked and all.

Moose came up behind you and handed you his jacket. You took it and wrapped it around Bruce's body as he stared at you with an apologetic look on his face.

"Y/N, I'm so sorry-"

"It's okay. Let's get you back to the tower now," You responded and turned to face Moose, "I'll call you later."

Moose nodded, still feeling a little shaken up at what just happened as you drove Bruce back to the tower and he went straight to his room to change.

You, on the other hand, had to pay for all the damage Hulk caused at the mall. Bruce came back into the living room, fully clothed, and sat down on the couch as you hung up the phone.

"You want to explain to me what that was at the mall?" You sat down next to him and looked at him, waiting for an answer.

"Not really."

"Well, considering I paid a lot of money for the damage you caused, I deserve an answer. Why were you there? And what caused you to Hulk out?" He was silent, "Bruce!"

"I was jealous, okay?! I was jealous because you went on a date with Moose and you two could get back together-"

"Whoa, imma stop you right there," You interrupted him, laughing a little, "That wasn't a date. He was my first love but were only good friends now. And that's all we'll ever be. We were catching up and he's getting married to a guy named Colby, and wanted to know if I would come to their wedding."

"Oh." Bruce was now blushing from how much of an idiot he was for getting jealous for no reason.

"Yeah, oh. Besides, I like someone else."

"Who?!"

"He's sitting right next to me."

You smirked, leaning over, and pressed your lips onto Bruce's soft lips. He immediately kissed back and put his hand on the side of your face, deepening the kiss. Soon, you both broke the kiss and gasped for air.

"Are you sure that you want to be with me?" Bruce asked, "You'll have to deal with the other guy who lurks beneath the shadows."

"Oh, I'm not afraid of him." You said and Bruce raised an eyebrow, "Okay, maybe a little, but he's pretty cool and I'll learn to deal with him. And something tells me that you and I are going to have many more good kisses."

Truthfully, when you saw Hulk, you felt absolutely terrified to your utter core, but you'll learn to deal with the other guy.

"What makes you think we'll have more kisses?"

"Just a feeling that I have and my feelings are usually, always correct."

You dropped your head in Bruce's lap, stretching your legs out across the couch and Bruce dropped his hand in your hair.

"Are you positive that you want to get involved with me? I'll get angry a lot."

You hummed, sitting up and taking the drink off the table and throwing it in his face. Bruce sat up quickly and gasped, looking at you in wonder as his eyes turned a little green.

You laughed, "Don't get angry." You whispered in his ear and ran as he ran after you.

That day had to have been the best day of Bruce's life. He truly felt alive. And with all the shit you had done, Hulk didn't come out. Not once. The sound of your voice is what kept him calm.

It was therapeutic. Like your voice could be used as a meditation tape for someone to listen to every night.

And Bruce, who has seven PhDs, was wrong and you were right. There were many more kisses between you two, but none of those kisses could even compare to the kiss on your wedding day.

Of course, Tony was your best man who shared the most embarrassing stories of you, and the craziest adventures you both had with each other.

Bruce was still protective and only got possessive when he thought of someone as a threat. He wouldn't want to be stuck with anyone else but you.

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