#Yandere Iron Warrior

[kit-williams]

Heartless Madness

The title is based off of a really cool powermetal song. I'm probably going to try and name most if not all after a powermetal song tbh.

tw: Yandere? (Might need a follow up fic), aftermath of rape, aftermath of torture, the Drukhari are here so yeah

This was a hard darling to come up with... as while I love Iron Warriors she had to be the right balance of interesting enough and made of tough stuff and also to be easily mailable/moldable. I might eventually do a "least yandere" poll and see who wins and either reworks that boy or just gives them a chapter serf darling. I'm doing civilian darlings because 1) More fun 2) more terrifying

Harram the Wallbreaker let his heavy lumbering steps kick up the dust on the cracked and torn pavement. They had replied to a distressed signal from this agriworld and the warband needed another world like this to keep the war machine going. In the midst of a Drukhari attack. The night was cold and quiet... till he watched a number of humans turn their heads to the East. "What is it." His voice rumbles out of his terminator armor.

"This is the second night we've heard a baby cry. We think it might be a Drukhari trap as all that has been observed over there were unfortunate victims dying." A man said.

Harram huffed out causing a billow of steam to leave at the same time of his huff making his armor look far more alive then it was. "Has anyone checked?"

"No my lord."

He turned to the East and began the slow march. If there was an ambush waiting to happen Harram was certain he could handle it and if there was a baby there still alive then perhaps they were made of sterner stuff... like iron.

He walked past naked bodies chained to the ground in various states of decomposition. All of them chained to the ground with some xenos looking bear trap like contraption. He turned the sensitivity of the audials up and he could hear the faint crying. How it would pause then start up again.

He stopped in the mist as the crying soon turned to laughter and he pushed his armor's capabilities to the limit. "Shh Ferum... no more tears... I know you're hungry... mommy has nothing left to give." He could hear her weak hums as he slowly walked closer.

He sees her on the thermals first and scrolls through all of the different settings to get the full picture as he walks closer. He can see maggots in the lashes across her back, one leg encased fully in the xenos torture device, blood and a high degree likelihood of xenos sperm paints her inner thighs, he can tell starvation and dehydration are setting in for her, and he can tell her hair was recently cut in such a jagged motion. Harram suspects for a trophy or for other things worse should she have been found... entertaining enough for the xenos.

"Has the Emperor answered my prayers?" She speaks so softly as he watches her weakly turn her head. She ends up just rolling over, her watches her eyes close in pain as large grey eyes look at him with a tiny fist jammed into a small mouth. Ugly brusing paints her face, bite marks littering her breasts, less cuts on the front just far more bruising.

"No. He did not send me." Harram replies walking closer.

"You are one of his angels." She sighs in relief.

"I am not. I am something far worse." He tilts his head slightly thinking, "I am a devil... a fallen angel." He chuckles more to himself at his poetic nature.

"Still an angel." He sees her bloody smile. But he can see a look in her eyes ones of grim acceptance, "Have you come to save me? Or just take my baby?"

"Originally just for the baby." He notes the sad smile on her face as her eyes water and she just nods slowly petting his head. "But... I can take you too. What you will return to is not going to be the same."

"I've been changed by this... as long as whatever I return to is better than being raped by xenos I'll say that's an improvement." She bitterly laughs letting her tears fall. He watches the infant try to breastfeed once more. The exhaustion as Harram realizes the baby looks fed and hardly any exposure.

"I am going to contact my brothers to see how to remove this without removing your leg." He says watching her nod.

"Thank you dearest angel..."

Harram just sighed and talked with his brothers as he started to pull the pins in their specific order. He ignored the younger warrior's persistant asking of why he was even doing this. The child was more than healthy enough, simply take them and put the mother out of her misery... even if you ignored that they brought up the points of she would be in recovery for so long. Perhaps that was why Harram followed Endion he was considered sentimental amongst the Iron Warriors and left to start his own warband.

They all did not fit their genesires ideal vision of iron... but they were still of iron! He pulled a pin out to quickly earning a whimper from her throat as tears flowed from her eyes. "Please... I do not wish to be trouble."

"Do not speak mortal. I could have killed you if I did not wish to deal with this burden."

Esteemed terminator Harram. We have movement a few clicks north of you. It's the xenos!

Harram lifted his head as he heard her whimpers as she could hear the near silent thrum of their crafts. He pulled a decorative pelt from his shoulder off and covered her up with it. "Stay there. Do not move at all lest I crush you." He watched her pull her son to her chest and do her best to keep the infant safe with only her body to protect them. The pelt was to simply keep her out of the view of the xenos. "You will probably lose HEARING." He roared the only warning before the twinlinked bolter started throwing the explosive rounds down wind.

His leg joints locked in place, so he would be less likely to crush her and the babe. "Brother's I have started to engage."

"Are you being soft again, Harram?" He could hear Endion's warm voice suddenly connect to the vox channel.

He watched rounds connect with one of the small crafts as it was just a handful of the quick xenos. "No brother I am being like Iron!"

"What have you found then?"

"IRON!" The large chain sword slams down being lucky enough to catch one of them trying to run past and slice at his joints. He couldn't hear the infant screaming over the scream of the chains. He couldn't hear her broken sobs of begging to be killed then be hurt by them again. Harram was focused on the combat. "I have found Iron! I refuse to let them RUST!"

Harram has to unlock his legs to turn around and charge the cocky xeno. But his swings were too slow as the xeno was slowly peeling away sheets of ceramite. Not once during this exchange he thought that this was a tactical error... other brothers would see this as an error but then again they would also be as stubborn as he would be to claim the iron.

It screeched as he saw his Orichalcum, he questions not when he saw her as his, sitting up having thrown one of the knife like pins into it. The tired weak smile on her face is replaced by terror as she rolls to shield her child as it charges but that was enough time for him to slam into the xeno and start crushing it.

When he was done he turned to her watching her writhe on the ground as blood oozed out as in it's dying moment it must have activated the contraption. She looks up at him in pure pain as he pulls out his knife and watches it heat up. "Pray that you are made of Iron."

She bitterly barks, "I was an Iron worker!" She half screams, "I'm half metal shavings at this point!" She shrieks as he doesn't give her much time to think as he just removes the whole leg.

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Iron was apart of her. His Orichalcum. And her son Ferum. He learned quite a bit about her during her recovery. She was an Ironworker and so was her dead husband. She had lost him before Ferum was born... meaning that Harram could focus his attentions upon her without any meddlers.

Endion had teased him about his fondness... but it had been so long since he found anyone he could call iron. Though Endion was hardly one to complain as Harram would find him stealing Ferum away and of course teased the warlord of entering his "nesting" phase again. To which he threatened to take his Orichalcum away... and Harram could only silently stew as he would not risk losing her to a far more... charming one of his bretherin.

"Oh hello Harri-ham." She said in a cutesy voice as she was busy feeding Ferum some baby food. "Sorry I was talking with him." She just say softly. Harram just huffed softly. "Hey Harram... I want to deeply thank you for saving my life and that of Ferum. I don't know how to repay you."

"You have no need to repay me."

"Well I was thinking that I should be good to go back home soon." She hardly noticed Harram stop in his actions of getting his own food before he turned around with a bowl in hand just shoveling some food into his mouth. "I don't want to be a burden on you any more than I already have."

"What of your nightmares?"

"I'm a big girl Harram I'll have to sleep alone eventually." She chuckles as whenever he has been in the room at night she ends up usually in his bed or asleep on the plush chair in his work room just afraid to be alone... or when the night terrors come back how he grounds her. And perhaps he had grown content with the small warmth in his bed... he had never understood while Endion would bring mortals to his bed.

Not till he had her under him begging for him to fuck the xenos touch away... to replace the repulsive feelings... to help her feel clean again. "What if I don't want you to go." Harram said a little darkly just watching her blink and look at him owlishly.

"I... I..."

"Just stay for a little while longer... I can help you get things ready for you to return to, yes?"

"Oh... alright." She says softly smiling at him not realizing that the simple goalpost of 'being ready enough to leave' would keep moving further and further... and he doubts she will complain... too much.

#tw: torture #tw: rape #tw: assault #tw: Drukhari #tw: yandere #Yandere #Yandere Space Marine #Yandere Iron Warrior #Space Marine #Iron Warrior #warhammer 40k #Drukhari #single mom reader #widow reader

[egrets-not-regrets]

“I’m not meant to be here… I’m not meant to be this! Whatever this is!” Lenora trembled with effort against the binding tendrils from his back. Her rational mind warred with the desire to hurt, to lash out against her captor, to see blood, be it his or her own. But she didn’t want to hurt Erriox, didn’t he say that he was trying to help her survive in his world. Right? They had been bonded for such a long time, he knew how much trust she placed in him. Why would he turn her into this creature? This abomination? She could hear the whispers cackling, amplifying her despair and anger.

She dug her claws into her own palms in effort to stay her hand from instinctively breaking free and take a swipe at him. Blood ran down her palms, staining the stone slab she was pinned on. The pain providing temporary horrifying clarity. Lenora broke down. Those feelings and desire for violence were so confusing. That was not her nature! This feels all wrong! This body! This voice! It’s not hers! She wanted to curl into herself, but Erriox’s weight bearing down on her body prevented her from doing so. “I can’t be.. I’m not…!”

Her tearful babble was cut off by the warpsmith’s forceful kiss, “You are mine. Our bond is iron. You are meant to be with me.” He growled fiercely.

Author’s Note: A short angsty piece from Chaos warpsmith Erriox/Lenora reverse husbandry AU from space marine husbandry sentience tag. I needed to get this out before I forgot.

This is only waking up and discovering that she’s become this thing… this creature… and doesn’t even touch when Lenora finds out that she is bound to Erriox like a demon to its master.

Tagged: @kit-williams @barn-anon @bleedingichorhearts @shadowfirecat @gallifreyianrosearkytiorsusan

#space marine husbandry #space marine husbandry sentience #yandere space marine #oc: chaos warpsmith erriox #oc: lenora #reverse space marine husbandry #chaos erriox au #warhammer 40k #my writing #iron warriors

[itsabouttimex2]

How would the platonic yandere Demon Bull Family react to a reader who, unlike Redson, did not grow up with a strong connection to the family or love for them? reader can be loyal to them but usually acts indifferently when it comes to "family love" and sometimes refuses to call Princess Iron Fan "mother" and Demon Bull King "father" but instead calling them "king" and "queen" would also be the same thing to Redson, with respect but like the others two doesn't want to call him "brother"

Fiery Reunion: Part One

(Part One) (Part Two)

“This is your father,” Princess Iron Fan says to you, her voice thick with devotion and love. “Restored to us after centuries of oblivion. How long I have waited for this moment…”

That’s right. It has been a long time, hasn’t it? For all your life, your mother and brother have had one single motivation pushing them forward- find a way to save your father.

Technically, you could say that your goal was one and the same. You’ve been helping them all throughout your life, after all. But even though you’ve shared centuries with them, fighting for the very same man…

You just can’t bring yourself to be as passionate about saving him as they are.

“This is your father,” Princess Iron Fan has to say, because you were barely beyond infancy when he rose against Sun Wukong and was struck down and buried under a mountain for his crimes.

You’re sat on the ground, staring up at him with wide eyes. After having stumbled backwards and fallen to the floor in surprise and fear at the sight of him, you now stay there, gaping at the tremendous demon before you.

Your father, the terrifying Demon Bull King casts a hard gaze to your cowering form, raising an eyebrow.

“So the youngest of my children… has grown up. I had assumed the worst when I did not see them at my prison. Tell me, my love- have they become a powerful warrior for the Bull clan?”

He’s talking like you aren’t even here. Maybe that’s to be expected, given that you were barely a toddler when he was imprisoned and sealed away for hundreds of years. It’s not like he’s ever spoken to you.

Maybe it’s fitting punishment for not remembering the man your mother and brother adore. No matter how unreasonable the feeling is, you can’t stop hating yourself for something so far beyond your control.

“My love, Y/N is a skilled alchemist… they’ve proven their worth many times over. I’ve brought them here to restore your broken horn- and the rest of your body, while they’re at it.” She turns to you, her gaze growing determined. “I will have a troop of Bull Clones assigned to your command. Use them to procure whatever you need to create-“

“That’s alright,” you say quite confidently, interrupting her. “I have all I need to restore him to full health. I’ll only need two, to help me with my cauldron.”

The irritation from being interrupted by one of her children quickly dissipates, her creased brow and frown replaced with a satisfied smirk.

“Wonderful,” she breathes out, grinning from ear to ear. “I’ll leave you to it then.”

You politely bow to her, then to your father.

“If you would follow me, my king?”

He pauses to raise an eyebrow at how you’ve addressed him, but shrugs it off and walks along after you.

(He’s your father, he wants to say. He didn’t come back after hundreds of years to be addressed so formally/coldly by his own flesh and blood. But he’ll let it slide… you just need some time to adjust, perhaps.)

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“A room dedicated to the alchemical arts, I see… and you’ve quite the collection of rare and valuable specimens. Then you will be able to restore me in short order, I take it?”

You reach out to reposition a small pot of glowing crimson star-shaped flowers, shifting it out of the way and leading your father deeper into your room. Two Bull Clones stand uniformly still against the back wall, ready to assist at a moments notice. Really, you only use them when you need a cauldron continuously stirred or heavy ingredients relocated. If you need petals plucked or seeds stripped, you do that delicate work with your own two hands.

“I have dedicated myself to the herbal arts. With the right supplies, there is little I cannot do, my king.”

“Good. It seems you have grown useful in my absence, little one.”

You briefly stagger at his words, unfamiliar to your ears and so, so very strange to hear.

Promptly you compose yourself and grab a well-worn ladder, leaning it against one of your many shelves. Before you can start to climb it, DBK reaches up to grab the glass canister you need. After lifting it close to his eye for examination, he holds it just out of your reach.

“What do you need lotus seed oil for? How will this restore my body to health?”

(And is it dangerous for you? He might just have to take a look through this room of your and confiscate anything you could hurt yourself with.)

“My king, the oil is merely a catalyst- it will allow my other ingredients to mix together properly without interfering with the alchemical process they’ll undergo.”

He allows you to have the canister, watching as you pour nearly a gallon of the oil into an ancient cauldron, emblazoned with glowing sigils. You keep a firm grip on the delicate glass, holding it firmly and slowly pouring the oil-

Then the door to your room opens with a slam, Red Son’s foot leaving a notable crack running through it.

You drop the canister in shock, flooding the cauldron with far more oil than any recipe would need. Grabbing a clean rag in a huff, you turn and shoot him a displeased look, just in time for to see him lunging for you.

He snags you by the shoulders and shakes you back and forth as he yells, “Have your brains taken a vacation, Y/N?! You aren’t supposed to work alone! You know that you’re not allowed to play with your little cauldron if mother or I aren’t with you!”

You push his hands away, pointing up at your father to prove that you aren’t alone in here, that you aren’t breaking any of the frankly unnecessary rules set that he and your mother have set into place for you.

He takes one look at your father, the goes right back to yelling at you for not telling him you’d be using the cauldron anyways.

(A nostalgic pang resounds in Demon Bull King’s chest as he watches the two of you squabble. Before he had been sealed away, you and your brother had been a child and young teen respectively. He had missed so much…)

When he snaps back to his senses, you are on your knees, carefully ladling the excess oil back into the now slippery glass container you had fished out of the cauldron with a rag. Red Son stands over you, frowning as you do.

“Why don’t you just get a Bull Clone to do this for you, Y/N? Even they could do it more efficiently. And you’d be able to prepare more of the elixir-“

“I hate to be disrespectful, my prin-“

“Brother,” he seethes, dark and low. “I am your brother, do you understand me?”

“Y-yes, brother.”

“Now, explain yourself… and do it clearly, little sibling. I don’t have time for any nonsense.”

“The Bull Clones don’t have the precision or gentle touch required to handle my plants and containers. Last time I tried to set them to such a task, I had to relegate them to sweeping up glass instead.”

“Tsk. I’ll make some minute adjustments on two or three of them for you. Perhaps reduce their grip strength and increase their joint dexterity… don’t do anything stupid while I’m gone, Y/N.”

Red Son turns and leaves, and to your surprise, your father goes with him, leaving you alone to finish your work.

Just barely, you hear your father’s voice from the hall, low and hushed.

“You seem… to be quite ‘adept’ with your sibling.”

Somehow, you feel that this doesn’t bode well for the future.

#Platonic Yandere #Yandere Lego Monkie Kid #Yandere LMK #Yandere Demon Bull King #Demon Bull King #Yandere Princess Iron Fan #Princess Iron Fan #Yandere Red Son #Red Son #Yandere Father #Yandere Mother #Yandere Brother #Edited #Fixed the second to last line to be more in character

[starberry-cupcake]

We are done with book 1, folks!!!

previously, in gideon the ninth

this happened

also, I was proven right about dulcinea (kind of)

just pointing that out again

final update of this book, it's gonna be a bit of a long one, folks (gideon, from inside my mind, where she is now living rent-free: "that's what she said!"):

we left off in the fight against not!dulcinea

yandere simulator twin w/inner chad was being used as a battery pad

regina george twin is at an unknown location

la gideon and my qp wife are fighting

harrowcita passed out

so basically not!dulcinea unlocks the big magnus archives entity monster harrowbean had previously locked

harrow wakes up to make a bone dome

for scale, this is the dome and mickey is gideon, but she's inside the thing

magnus archives junji ito monster keeps beating the dome from outside to crack it open like an egg

harrowbean starts to disintegrate from the inside because it's hard to make a bone spaceship earth and keep it up

camilla is accepting fate at this point, my poor beloved qp wife

but la gideon is not gonna give up

she's never gonna give you up

never gonna let you down

never gonna...

so harrow starts making a goodbye speech

reminding gideon to take care of the ninth and the barbie in the freezer

for the barbie reference, please go to this recap

but gideon is determined to come up with a plan

*very niche reference but "bien warrior" by miss bolivia plays in the background*

we all know this is a terrible idea because gideon's plans are always "punch really hard" and, in this case, that's a wild thing to do

but she does that

a metal version of that

she decides to, if I understand correctly (because description is scarce for various acceptable reasons) impale herself on the iron spikes inside the dome, to force Harrow to slurp her soul

so this is the situation

absolutely heartbreaking stuff

she's sort of ghost-placing herself behind Harrow to guide her using the sword

like this

and being all silly and gideon-esque and harrow is heartbroken and sad and it's all very very heartbreaking and I'm suffering

I'm ANGRY, OK????

IT'S NOT FAIR

I didn't even like gideon at the start

I complained about her for like a good first chunk of this book

I got mad at her for being dense and not following through with things

I got angry at her way of approaching situations and trusting people I didn't trust

I didn't totally vibe with her vibe most times

and then she made me like her and grow attached and NOW I HAVE TO SUFFER???

what's the point????? you make me like you and then you SACRIFICE YOURSELF?????

WHY??????

footage of me

anyway, it's fine, we're fine, everything's FINE

harrow and force-ghost gideon defeat not!dulcinea by aiming at the "issue" palmolive started

( @lady-harrowhark "paramedics" is actually a much better nickname, why didn't I think of that)

not!dulcinea crosses the veil, hopefully forever, good riddance bitch, you really did fuck everything up for petty reasons

harrow passes out

afterwards, harrow wakes up in like a sort of hospital situation or something like that

the space version of that

there's a man reading stuff in a tablet and a paper

a "flimsy", which I didn't know was something before this book (again, not a native English speaker, doing my best here)

the man has very specific eyes which I imagined in a way that I'm not sure is what it's supposed to be, but I'm gonna keep my version for now

this is the man of the hour, the emperor, many other titles I can't remember, the reason we all got together in the first place

harrow is upset, I'm upset, we're all upset

emperor sama over here can't do shit about it

according to him

which, what are you, the wizard of oz?

he's also like "forgive not!dulcinea, it was my bad" I WILL FORGIVE NOTHING

he says he can't bring gideon back without risking harrowbean as well

very limited for a man who claims to be god

who seems to have beef with a barbie in an ice cube

idk about this guy

so he tells harrow that he's gonna protect the ninth if she becomes lyctor because the universe is going to shit and he can't handle everything on his own anymore

you know what could have helped, my man? COMMUNICATION

WE DON'T KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING AT ANY GIVEN POINT

anyway, harrow is, at this point, tired and sad and grieving for everything so she says ok

according to this guy, the only other survivor is yandere simulator twin w/inner chad who is missing an arm

very convenient for him, who needs lyctors

an didn't, at any point, explain anything

but they "haven't been able" to find the bodies of: la gideon, my wife and regina george twin

everyone else was, at least, partially recovered, as far as I remember he said

they're probably gathering pieces of palmolive from every carpet and piece of wallpaper

I am reluctantly gonna miss that guy

so there is hope that I'm not a qp widow yet and that la gideon might come back in some capacity, which I MEAN, COME ON

also, I don't know if people would be making such a fuss about her arms if her body wasn't of consequence anymore

because I don't know much about these books but I did know that coming in, that and skull make up were my two clues

and we still don't know where she came from and if she's a demigod

and why her hair and eyes are that color

I don't know, I'm unsure about this

I hold hope

keeeeeeep hoooooolding ooooooon ♪

I am sure regina george twin will be back because people have been cryptic about her in replies to my updates

and I hope camilla comes back because right now I'm like a victorian wife, standing at a lighthouse, waiting for her sailor to come back from the depths of the sea, throwing messages in bottles

final extra notes:

THERE WAS A GLOSSARY ALL ALONG

I COULD HAVE BEEN LOOKING AT IT

maybe it was better this way, though, but WHY DIDN'T I LOOK PROPERLY

PALMOLIVE WOULD KILL ME FOR THIS OVERSIGHT

now I know what thanergy is, what thalergy is, what bone magic and flesh magic differ in, can you believe???

I can summon my own construct and everything

it's the only way to make friends as an adult, after all

there is a guide for the names and I have been pronouncing more things right than I thought because many of these are based in Latin and I'm a Spanish speaker so maybe if I had just pronounced them as they sounded to me I could have remembered more names

there is also a list of salseo/tea from judith

I kept making comments while reading them

she was acting like camilla was of no consequence from the start

ALSO PROTOZOA HAD KIDS?????? WHAT????

man, poor dude, rip this guy we never really knew

she did read chad for filth, which is correct

but they were off about absolutely everything else

important ending commentary of the book:

as an ending side note

I'm going to just point this out, with kindness and utmost respect

like, much love and respect and warm regards

don't kill me for this

as an editor

I am enraged with the tagline they have in the cover of this book, now that I've finished it

the quote that's in the cover about lesbian necromancers in a victorian mansion in space and whatnot

it sells the book incredibly short and also tells you things you shouldn't be told because a) they aren't as clear cut as they make them out to be and b) you should be told none of that entering this book

best experience is to know absolutely nothing

like gideon

and since I have an ebook, I see that quote more prominently than any blurb

it reads like the short summary of a fic and it doesn't do it justice one bit

now that I've finished the book, I think this post was about it and I didn't know at the time, because that's fair

this book is very difficult to categorize because it seems to be using a lot of different references and mixing them together in a very personal and unique way to the author

but, because of that, it's a very unique take on different things

I think it stands very aligned with both core classics and more contemporary foundations, at the same time

and the narrative point of view is a bit at-odds with the complexity of the lore, which makes it a very brave first part of a bigger thing for an author to throw out there

and it works, as it is

it actually works well like that

however, as difficult as it can be to explain it, that tagline really flattens it to something that I don't think favors how much more of that it is???

I don't know, that's just my personal & professional opinion, but anyway

I need to go find the next one

you haven't seen the last of me!!!!!

#luly reacts to tlt #gideon the ninth #tlt #tlt spoilers #gideon the ninth spoilers #gif cw #long post #trying not to do literary analysis at the end there #and editing analysis #for all of our sakes

[yandereanonymous]

Yandere Macaque x Reader ♤♡Romanic♡♤ [M/GN]

TW/CW: Blood (a bit gory), cussing, generally Macaque being extra vengeful and angry, implied kidnapping, slight forced affection

Summary: Macaque watches you from the shadows for years, simply ignoring your monkey king obsession. He pays it no mind until you meet the real Sun Wukong, and he finally snaps.

I love you too much to let you go, darling. My love. My life. You're such a gem.

It all started when you began talking to that golden bastard— that "hero." You never actually met him before, but you were a big fan. It irked me a bit, but I can't fault an innocent creature when they do not know any better. You weren't there. You had no clue what had happened; you were only mortal, after all. It still stung to see your room filled with images of him, but I just sucked it up like I always have to do with those I care about.

But then you met him

Fucking cunt was showing off like he always does— and you adored it. You jumped and cheered when he soared in the clouds. You watched with pure love.

Oh, if you were to take the venom I was spewing in my head whilst encased in shadows as you two laughed together and made it a liquid in a vile to be injected as a neurotoxin, you would be able to kill at least one thousand elephants. How I just wanted to pin that proud piece of shit down and rip up his organs for even considering talking to you, my dear.

And I did. Oh, darling, I tried so hard, I really did. I hate to traumatise you, and I want to burn the heavens down when I see you cry. But I only lasted a couple of months of the agonising torture.

Blood on my hands, seeming into the insides of my claw-like fingernails and the wrinkles on my hands. The taste of iron on my tongue, dripping out my mouth and staining my teeth. I loved to hear him cry. He screamed like the fucking bitch he is. I smiled down at his horribly disfigured face. Not so pretty now, is he love?~

I turned to you, cowering in the corner like a scared puppy. So cute. I picked you up and held you close, ignoring how loud her screams and cries were. If listening to your scream caused me to go deaf in all six ears, then I would simply be happy that the last thing I ever heard was your voice.

I smiled and began to affectionately nip at your skin. You know, heroes already bathe in love every single day. But warriors need love, too. And darling, you are my love. My love.

#yandere #yandere male #yandere man #yandere macaque #yandere monster #yandere macaque x reader #yandere lmk #yandere lmk x reader

[onepiecepetalfanfics089]

Hi I just found your blog and I love how you wrote the characters, I was wondering would it be alright if I request yandere Boa Hancock and yandere Shanks with a female or gn marine reader please love to hear your thoughts

Blood was spilled..

Keeping guard of a section in marine head quarters to you was incredibly boring as you sighed and put your transponder snail down. Nothing interesting had happened for months and you were starting to get very bored..but at the same time everything was happening because marines had gone missing..

Marines that you specifically talk to or friends with..it was strange really but you never thought much of it and only thought they had been fired or quit..

Oh how ironic of you to think..

The sound of the waves getting louder then caught your attention as you saw something in the distance. Was that a ship? It had to be! And..were those snakes pulling the ship?? You blinked in surprise and for some reason got a strange feeling in your stomach..something didn’t feel right..

Taking out your transponder snail you called in. “This is Y/N, a ship seems to be entering at sector B over.” You said in the best no tone voice you could manage as the ship got closer and closer. You stepped back a bit, deciding to take deep breath to calm your nerves as you got a call back saying backup was on the way.

You remembered the female warlord. And empress vividly as you were once assigned to visit the island that she ran, Amazon Lilly.

And that’s when it first started..

She wanted you to join her crew....badly..

She was very persistent even though you were only there for three days. You were only there for a inspection and since you were one of the female marines who could handle it, they sent you.

Only after an hour of talking to her she seemed to..take an interest of you you could say..?

When she was fond of done she found her very possessive passionate. You didn’t even really know why she seemed to like you very much, when you first arrived you explained why you were there and at first she acted nonchalant but then the more you two talked and the more she spoke about her boy troubles with a young pirate and the more you listened, she got comfortable.

You were treated with the utmost respect at least, you wanted food? A feast for a whole family was in front of you the next minute. Weren’t feeling very safe? She herself would be by your side at all times. You barely had any privacy but all the women of the island were so enamored by their beloved empress that they were completely blind to it!

Great…

She soon had you being followed by one of her trusted warriors. You couldn’t even get some fruit without being followed for your ‘safety’ since being a empress required lots of time and work, whenever she wanted to see you she would send one of the girls to fetch you. Whether it was Marguerite, Enishida or even one of her sisters Marie gold and Sandersonia.

She would get to see her beloved Y/N one way or another.

If you even got the chance to say something before being dragged away to her tower, they would always remind you that if the lovely empress summons her yourself then it must urgent and she would even come over to get you herself if it was necessary..

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The uneasiness in your stomach soon didn’t even falter a little as you nervously waited for backup while the female devil fruit users’s ship came closer and closer.

Soon it was almost right in front of you as the anchor soon fell.

Dread soon washed over you as you could hear the woman’s heels step to her deck and to the direction in front of you.

She was currently not looking at you and speaking to her subordinates in a stern manner.

“If I recall correctly, you said she would currently be at this specific position of marine headquarters!!” She Saïd rather loudly while flipping her hair.

The ladies she was with which you know as Sandersonia, Mariegold and Nerine glanced at her with a slight frown.

“Uh..sister..? Are you sure about this..?..isn’t this..I dunno..a bit much just to get her?”

….what did she mean by that..?

She said as Boa immediately turned back to her with a scowl. “Oh?..! You dare question me? Your empress and sister?!”

You gulped and thought for a moment, could you just make a run for it?..no she is literally a master of all of the Haki types..not to mention she can turn anyone into stone for any reason she chooses..

That woman would kick or penetrate anyone to just get to you!

Just as you were about to leave she suddenly turned her head as if she sensed you and already had her eyes landed on you. Her face expression changed. Snake earrings jangling her eyes turned into hearts as she ran to you with a deep blush

“Y-Y/N my dear! What a lovely surprise!” She Saïd as she giggled like a school girl and twirled a piece of her hair.

You raised an eyebrow while holding back a sigh.

Wasn’t she just screaming at her subordinates about not finding you here?..

The waves crashed against the rock the the marine headquarters was positioned on. You were talking with the woman and soon getting tired of her mentioning ever minute of how “you would have so many privileges if you join the Amazon Lilly troupe”

For a second you almost thought the woman wanted you to get married!

..

“Oh um Boa..I’ve been meaning to ask but why are you here? Not to be rude or anything but I wouldn’t think you would be at marine headquarters!” You said with a slightly nervous laugh while sipping on the wine she insisted on you having.

The woman smiled, her somewhat plump lips curving a bit as her blue eyes shimmered like the ocean.

You were so caught up in her undeniable beauty you didn’t even notice one of her sister slowly approaching you from behind with a bag in her hands.. an unsure look crossing her face.

Tilting your head you reluctantly smiled at the woman, causing her to swoon as she blushed placed her hands on her cheeks.

Raising an eyebrow you couldn’t help but laugh.

Maybe the warlord wasn’t so bad after all…

Wait, now that you think of it..she didn’t answer your question-

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You woke up in a chair on a rather noisy ship. Except it wasn’t Boa’s ship…you look around in a panic. Realizing one thing that you weren’t on ground anymore and that the ship was already sailing to who knows where.

Just who’s ship was this and what did Boa take you here?

Was she in on this??

Thrashing around in your restrains yiu then suddenly heard a voice.

“There’s no use you know..I had those tied pretty tight.”

Saïd a almost gruff voice as a tall figure stepped out from the shadows.

Your eyes widened. You couldn’t even scream because you were so shocked.

It was shanks..one of the emperor’s of the sea..!

What in the hell would he want with you?! And why??

…

Boa and Shanks conversation incoming~…

“What?! What do you mean she’s yours?? Don’t ever speak of MY beloved like that..I met her first!”

The woman angrily yelled while glaring at the man with velvet red hair in front of him.

Expression blank, shanks just stared down at her.

“Listen, I’m just saying that I could clearly take better care of her..she’s mine and it’s already decided ever since the moment we met..”

He said rather calmly in contrary to the woman who scoffed while clearly showing an attitude. crossing her arms over her chest, she still glared at the man. Her large snake earrings jingling from the slight movement.

“Right..like a bunch of you men could take care of her…

I dont care what you may say..or what our strengths are because I know your stronger than me as much to my dismay but..

I will forever stay loyal to my beloved! I shall not give up on her and I will fight for her until the end!!”

The man’s laid back and somewhat serious expression changed, he looked into the woman’s eyes and saw it..the utter and complete obsession loyalty she had for you...

“Well then….maybe let’s make a deal..”

You gasped in fear and even more shock as Boa soon came from the shadows as well, her sisters following her with a uncertain expression on their face while they stared at you.

“W-Wha..Boa..?..Shanks..this isn’t funny! Let me go at once!!”

You said, your eyebrows furrowed whine you gritted you’re teeth and tried to make it seem like you weren’t utterly terrified for your life.

Boa just seemed to smile and blush at your the sound of your voice while shanks lips calmly curved into a smile.

“Oh my love is passionate about what she wants!”

The woman with long black hair swooned while her eyes were in hearts.

Shanks slowly stepped towards you.

“Listen…we’re tired of you refusing to join us so..we may have…bended sone things without your permission but yiur with us now. That’s all that matters..you’re a pirate now so accept it alright?” He said gently patting your head and slowly caressing your cheek.

Hancocks eyes seemed to narrow as she then walked up to you and beamed down at you.

You felt like crying…was this actually happening?..

“I-I..i don’t understand..how did you..”

They both looked at each other and then at you, the emperor slowly leaned closer and looked straight into your eyes.

“..Let’s just say that Blood was spilled…”

Hey guys!! I really hope you like this one! Sorry it took so long but honestly I loved writing for the both of them and I’m already getting back into the zone of writing and starting my next story! Hope you liked this!

XOXO my lovely flower petals🌸🌺

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[fadingsnow]

MASTERLIST AND ABOUT ME - welcome to the iron throne's residence

divider credits : @cafekitsune

ABOUT ME: You can call me Mel :)! I'm a girl who loves to write on anything I like. HUGEE fan of CAOS for literal years. Never hesistate to reach out to me! You can request anything as long it's in these fandoms:

THE CHILLING ADVENTURES OF SABRINA, LOCKWOOD AND CO, HOUSE OF THE DRAGON, GAME OF THRONES, SHADOW AND BONE, WARRIOR NUN, DOMINA, THE LAST KINGDOM, THE SANDMAN, THE SUMMER I TURNED PRETTY, HARRY POTTER, THE GREAT, KARATE KID AND COBRAI KAI, HUNGER GAMES or others if I've watched them!

REQUESTING RULES : I'm not comfortable writing gore, etc. Anything that's really typical violence.

GOT UNIVERSE

AEGON

power is power, pt 1 pt 2

love me harder

"would you fancy to sleep with me tonight, in my bed?” “only if we cuddle.”

round 2?

aegon targaryen cuddling headcanons

comfort (short)

my heart will never feel, never feel, never see (my heart, then it falls)

AEMOND

power is power, pt 1 pt 2

being aemond and helaena's lover headcannons

if our love died, would that be the worst thing?

willow

HELAENA

being aemond and helaena's lover headcannons

RHAENYRA

my perzītsos

being yandere! rhaenyra and yandere! alicent's lover headcannons

ALICENT

being yandere! rhaenyra and yandere! alicent's lover headcannons

DAENERYS

falling in love with you

CREGAN STARK

cuddling headcanons

MYSARIA

bloodline

SANSA STARK

nice closet

PERCY JACKSON UNIVERSE

PERCY JACKSON

werewun semachelew

CAOS UNIVERSE

SABRINA SPELLMAN

"You're only supposed to start missing things after you've said goodbye to them, right?"

the first date

THE SANDMAN UNIVERSE

DREAM

the dreaming

midnight swim

DOMINA UNIVERSE

GAUIS

manipulation headcannons

HARRY POTTER UNIVERSE

FRED WEASLEY

i'll spend her love

HUNGER GAMES

CORIOLANUS SNOW

give me tough love

in the end, it's him and i

no, don't stay quiet

g-genius

time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me

love me harder

cardigan, pt. 2 - london boy

christmas burrito

dress

afterglow

snowman

new girl

and then she made my lips turn

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[moodymisty]

Hi, if you're still taking requests for warhammer, would you be willing to write an x Reader with peterturbo or knorad?

Author's Note: Ok, so I decided to go with Perturabo, simply because as fun as it would be for me to write a Konrad fic because I enjoy writing horrible bloody angst, I didn't know if you'd be comfortable with that damage, anon. But then again... You did request him. (I also have no right to diss tastes in primarchs I love Angron lmao)

Anyways, ✨ Perturabo ✨. Enjoy. He's a raging cunt. But I love him uwu

Summary: Peturabo learns of Dorn's ascendancy to Praetorian of Terra, and you attempt to flee the boiling rage.

Relationships: Perturabo/Fem!Reader

Warnings: Perturabo's shit fucking attitude, Romance mixed with toxicity, Yandere!Perty if you squint real hard, General 40kness aka mentions of war and death, This would probably classify as an abusive/toxic relationship lmao, Witnessing Peturabo's slow descent into chaos IRL

Word Count: 1095

The library aboard the Iron Blood is monstrous. Any library you perused as a child has always paled to such a degree, that you need not even bring it up in comparison. Shelves tower over you that even looking fully upward doesn't show their full height, and behind them massive stained glass windows showing the unforgiving void of space. Stars glitter in the distance, or the occasional planet. Be it inhabited or not.

Little servo-skulls buzz overhead, most of them holding some form of parchment as they go about their secular duties. There's a Tech Priest fiddling away with their business that looks in your direction for a moment, before going back to their work. You can hear the faintest humming coming from them- mumbling in what you can only guess is machine language.

You could get lost in it all. Which is partly the goal.

You're avoiding him.

You had the moment you heard it, mumbled by Astartes having just felt their Primarch's own wrath.

Rogal Dorn, Primarch of the Imperial Fists, has been cast to construct the Imperial palace of Terra.

The moment you'd heard that news coming from the lips of a battered Iron Warrior, rattled physically in his armor to such a degree that he seems to have some form of brain damage, you knew you'd hear it from Perturabo's own booming voice if you didn't run. To be at the end of a Primarch's own barely contained rage, not even considering the idea of physical violence, is enough to make you scatter to hide from him. There's no amount of love that could smother that primal fear.

In the shadowed alley between shelves and shelves of tomes, your eyes cast towards the floor.

You remember one night when he was listless, he had knelt at your bedside and took your hand in his own- speaking of his plans to build a palace so obscenely grand all else would pale in comparison. Bath houses, amphitheaters, training arenas, it was like he was there himself, in the vast ambition of his own mind. Denied ambitions for Olympia mixing with his endless ambition for the future.

He promised you some of them that night; Saying things so grandiose you found yourself nearly crushed underneath the weight of them. He was promising you so, so much, gifting you a gilded future with a stern, far off look in his eyes and his fingers now tight around your jawline. Your own fingers had gently laid against his hand, so much smaller and softer than his own.

To have that dream shattered, so suddenly and so wretchedly by the man who's been Perturabo's similar in a way that infuriates him to no conceivable end; You know just as well as anyone else aboard the Iron Blood that he was to be avoided.

As when Perturabo is angry, there’s almost always a layer of bitterness underneath. A gripe, vile taste in his mouth, defeat from once again being assigned a role he seems hateful of. Or a role he's been denied.

The book bindings feel cold against your fingertips. These are largely battle logs, transcripts of recent battles created by the Tech Priests aboard. Most knowledge about the Iron Warriors history is stored much more safely in the chapter's Librarium. It's not to say these aren't interesting however; As someone who's duty is to the collecting of this information, you find the whole thing to be intriguing. But perhaps now isn't the time to take such interest in it.

You hear footsteps. Far too heavy to be any rank and file Astartes, and they hammer down with a level of anger that has your head shrinking into your neck.

You barely have time to pull your hand away from the tome binding you'd just been fondling, before you see him. You're instantly in his shadow, the light between these massive isles far dimmer than what is in the central area. And unless you were to try and dart right between his legs, you've nowhere to run. It's not as if you want to run from him, you love him, but you know how he can lose himself at times.

"You are avoiding me." You can see the barely contained anger on his face. You don't know if it's at Dorn, or at you.

"Why." You hold your voice firm so it doesn't crack, refusing to allow it to.

"I thought you would want your space." His brow furrows. The scars across his face shift, the one across his lip most so. You can always feel that one in the rare moments you kiss him.

"So you know." How couldn't you? The entire Imperium is privy, something this significant has spread over vox and every other form of communication at disposal. They all know Dorn is the Praetorian of Terra, not Perturabo.

Damn them to the Warp. He doesn’t need any of it. All he needs are the plans in his head, and you.

He kneels before you, and it takes everything within you to not do a back step. But when he reaches a hand out towards you, you gently take it. Your feet move of their own accord as he pulls you closer to him, until his armored shin is nearly touching you. Peturabo has always been massive- he's a primarch, but his armor adds so much bulk that it makes him nearly inhuman.

"I will give you all of that which I promised you."

Your eyes catch his, pools of brown looking down at you. His warmth is in there somewhere, you think; Can you find it? Or is it already gone?

You try to whisper his name, whisper Bo- but it comes out so quiet that your voice doesn't even sound out, your lips just forming the silent word as a fruitless, pathetic effort. His hand is tight around your own, it almost begins to hurt. You doubt you'd be able to yank it from his grip if you'd even wanted to.

"No matter how many planets I have to level, or how much blood I need to spill,"

This isn't for you; This is for his own endless ambition, his own need to prove he's everything that he says he is and so, so much more. His hand finally lets go of yours and cups your jaw- but the metal is cold and unforgiving like iron, so unlike the rough, scarred but warm skin underneath. He's promising you the future but you don't want it, you just want him.

"You will have it."

#primarch x reader #peturabo x reader #warhammer 40k x reader #Perturabo/Reader #reader insert #reader #mywriting

[slickfordain]

Nah fuck it, Linked Universe with a collage Isekai’d darling who doesn’t even pay attention to them but their phone. BE HONEST, YOU ALL LOOK AT YOUR PHONE. 🤨🤨🤨

TW: Yandere behavior, no specified gender, love love love, mentions of “kidnapping”

So, basically, the Links all got confused of your little device… They thought it was really cool and wanted to try it— but seeing how overprotective you were over your phone, no doubt made them jealous of your little object. Their hearts sores so much, just because of your phone— how ironic.

I feel like Wild would somehow also notice you “text” / talk to other people, and he will get extremely curious of who you’re talking to. Every answers were the same… Just your “co-workers”, and collage students. This irks them so much they wanted to destroy your phone— but dared not to because you always held it- or, well, always had it somewhere hidden not even Twilight could sniff it out.

But when you place it in obvious places, Time couldn’t help but snatch it away from you. Big mistake. You ended up complaining and feeling upset over losing your phone, almost locking yourself in your own bedroom that left everyone glaring at Time— before throwing insults at him and his faults.

However, Time wanted to see how much further he can go with this “tactic” of his. He visits your guest room every now and then, and even sends Four to visit you even— but, it all stays the same. They could never enter your locked room, hearing you physically talking to yourself. It was a sore pain for their heart…

Warriors and Wind had enough of this, even Legendary who almost killed Time— yet failed. So Hyrule demanded that Time says where he hid the phone. In defeat, he told everyone where he had hidden it… It was safely kept in one of the drawers next to Twilight’s bedroom,, which made Twilight stiffen his body and immediately went to fetch it. As many of the Links were rather disappointed they couldn’t catch the phone in time, but wouldn’t let Time catch it either. Otherwise that would be a mess.

By the time Twilight had caught the phone that was in his drawers, he approaches your bedroom with a calm expression and told you the news. Hearing your eagerness, you opened your door and fucking jumped onto Twilight, his eyes widening with your legs wrapped around his torso and pampering him with kisses. You even said “Thank you” so many times, that I don’t think Twilight’s connected to this world anymore.

Twilight’s face has gone red, dazed even. His half lidded eyes focusing on your happy figure as you catch your phone and immediately start texting on it, apologizing to the “co-workers” and students you’ve been delaying… A hand on hip, covering half of his face— there was a visible nose bleed trickling down his hand. Holy shit.

With Twilight coming back downstairs with you, you even held his hand!! MANS IS GONNA FAINT, but luckily he can hide that with his cold expression;; finishing with a tissue stuck to his nose. Everyone was surprised, jaw dropping, even. It seems that Twilight has gotten this close to you… And Hyrule was LIVID to the point everyone had to calm him the hell down.

While they asked all together what did Twilight do (with you in the background talking online), Twilight admitted by just telling them he gave you your phone back. And you started being so happy you started making moves on him. Sky and Wind were definitely taken aback from this, before they all started thinking… Maybe this could be a good use after all! Maybe Time wasn’t so wrong about taking your phone away just for a small amount of time.

Time was rather relieved he’s not getting more blames on him, but twitches in annoyance when they all wanted to do this. It became an occasion, a routine. Once a month, separately, everyone will take your phone and hide it in places. But when one of them finds your phone, they get pampered by you! It’s like a win-win~!

Although;; I don’t think any of them realize this. Not even Legendary or any older ones— For as you can see, sure, you might’ve been upset over losing your phone from time to time— but the luckiest part was that, you had your laptop, always using it in nighttime with unlimited WiFi and percents. You were happy either way, and that made you lose focus of how suspicious it was your phone kept going missing… But you of course, always pamper the boys in return, and so on. It kept going and going.

At this point I think either the Zeldas have to tell you, or any other girls who awkwardly stares at the Links’ weird tactics. You never know when they might let you lose your phone forever, and worse part is that they’ll probably find out about your laptop if they sneak into your room when you’re on your phone.

Goodness, you’ll never know.

It’s to the very point they want to kidnap you every now and then from your bedroom, and keep your bedroom locked so you can never have your object ever again. What if you become tired by their occasion “finding your phone”? They can’t have that, they refused. They’ll have to careful with their little game.

OmyGod I’m dying from work and studies I’m gonna easily pass out—

#various x reader #various #yandere x reader #linked universe x y/n #linked universe x you #yandere linked universe #linked universe x reader #linked universe #legend of zelda

[kit-williams]

Stealing Clothes

Male Lead(s): Harram, Roland, & Tulio Female Lead(s): Ori, Bäckerin, & Psychi Universe/AU: Warhammer 40k/Yandere Space Marines Canon Status: Perhaps I'm unsure but I won't say no

Harram

His ear twitched at the winding up cry coming from the other room. The sigh from the small woman beside him as he could feel her moving and his own eyes opened up as she slipped out of the room. He could hear Ori coo at Farum, baby talking him as he was most likely crying his large tears. Harram looked at his clock and knew he had a couple more hours of sleep. He gave up an hour of sleep for something far more fun. He closed his eyes just waiting for Ori to crawl back into bed.

"Sorry for waking you up." She muttered tiredly.

He softly gawffed at that sentiment as he waited for her to return to her spot next to him. "I can hear you scoop formula out of the can from here. I've also slept through an artillery strike. I'll live." He said opening his eyes and let out an appreciative coo.

She was in one of his shirts as it went down to her knees and how it laid on her person fully exposed one of her shoulders as she rubbed her eye slipping off the quick to put on prosthetic verses the nice limb he crafted for her. She laid back in the bed ready to drift back off and while he appreciated her being in his shirt... Harram pulled and tugged at the dirty shirt, "Off; you'll be warmer skin to skin." He crooned before going in for a kiss.

Roland

He walks back to his room after a month long assignment on a front. Roland feels aches mainly between his ears as he wants to sleep for a good week before he can return to even thinking about his Bäckerin and loving her properly. He walked into their living space and he was confused for a moment as to where she was but took a look at the clock and it was the middle of her sleeping time.

Roland lumbered to his bed and paused as he looked at the sight right there. His darling Bäckerin wrapped around his pillow... on his side of the bed... and in his shirt. He tilts his head surprised at this though also the fact that the shirt that would probably go to her knees has risen up to her waist. He can't resist himself...

Bäckerin's eyes flutter open as she feels something on her thigh and looks down at the nearly black eyes that dart to meet her own as she feels him pull his lips away from her thigh. "Welcome back Roland." Is all she says before he returns to pressing kisses into her flesh and enjoying the feeling of her soft skin against his face.

Tulio

Psychi laughed as the two of them finally made it to the covering of the villa. She was soaked to the bone again her hair was falling down her back as she shivered at the way the soft fabric clung to her form. She looked over to Tulio and was surprised that he was missing. "Tulio?" She called out heading inside and seeing a blue tunic laid out for her.

Tulio was trying to think of a reason why he would have womens clothes and why it wasn't weird that they were her size as he walked out holding a pair. "Here I-" his voice died in his throat as he had left a shirt on a lounge chair and he could see how his Psychi was wearing it. Of course she had to sinch the waist with a cord to tie it close to her form.

His green eyes looking at her blushing face, "I only realized too late that this wasn't meant for me... I could take it off."

"NO!" He said a bit too loudly watching her jump and he winced as he put the clothes behind his back, "Sorry I just don't have anything for you and rather you not catch a cold." He said putting the clothes further behind him watching her just casually wear his shirt like a tunic. His green eyes darting to her legs as it only goes down to her knees and as she sits he watches it how it rides- Tulio looks away with a blush. "I'll go get you a towel and a warm drink."

"Lord Tu-" Psychi starts but he's already gone by the time she looks over and just sighs... he can be so funny at times.

Fluffuary Tag list: @bispecsual @the-californicationist @egrets-not-regrets @libraryshadow @bleedingichorhearts @liar-anubiass-blog

#warhammer 40k #fluffuary #fluffuary2024 #yandere space marines #space marines #yandere #OC: Roland #OC: Tulio #OC: Harram #x reader #space marine x reader #ultramarine #black templar #iron warrior

[redux-iterum]

As Predicted, Lynx is a Nerd

This is my third time rereading the series, and it’s been at least five years since I last gave a full reread. For some background, I first found WoF back in 2015 shortly after catching up with most of the Warriors books published and had a blast with that. Funnily enough, I still had WoF on the brain when I discovered worldbuilding, so guess what came under the scalpel.

Because I can’t come up with anything better to comment on in this book, let’s see how many worldbuilding inconsistencies I can poke holes into, followed by a tracker of how much time in-universe has progressed.

I think the first biggest question sitting in the back of everyone’s heads is how these cities of apex predators haven’t caused ecological collapse. Do you realize how much food needs to be produced in order to feed a city? And not only do these dragons have at least one major city, but they have villages! The implication is there’s at least a thousand dragons per tribe (barring exceptions), and that’s not ecologically sustainable.

Another thing is that all the dragons of the continent speak the same language when they’re largely isolated for the most part. You could make an argument that they're using a lingua franca to communicate for the purposes of war, but backwater villagers (as much as they don’t exist in WoF A1) wouldn’t need to learn the language. And when A3 gets here, don’t you worry, I’ll bitch about that too.

So! Peril. The only yandere I actually like. Let’s measure how hot her scales probably are. She melts gold pretty easily sometime later in the series, which melts at 1063°C (1945°F). She melts iron pretty easily in this book, which has a melting point of 1538°C (2800°F). And later in the series, she makes talonprints of glass in the sand. Glass has to be blisteringly hot to make the pretty stuff for jewelry or the clear stuff we use nowadays, so I’ll give her the benefit of the doubt and say she only made crude glass. That’s 1700°C (3092°F) at the bare minimum. Granite, the rock with the lowest melting point, melts at 1215-1260°C (2220-2300°F), yet Peril—to my recollection—never melts a rock. Neat. Anyway.

As for the timeline, I reread this book part-by-part, paying attention to the passage of time. From Clay and Kestrel sparring to setting out to the Kingdom of the Sea, it’s been eight days. I knew it felt like a short time but it wasn’t until now that I realized just how much the DoD are trying to speedrun wrapping up this war. Like what Dullard said, “kids’ book”, but reading this hot off the heels of fellow fantasy books The Wheel of Time and Mistborn whose first books take months to do everything, it’s quite a bit of whiplash. Even Into the Wild took three months from “fire alone will save our Clan,” to “your new name is Fireheart,” (though two were time-skipped over).

In honesty, it’s somewhat amusing how Dullard and I flip in disposition when referring to Warriors or WoF. One gets riled up in a tizzy griping about every little thing done wrong and the other is acknowledging flaws, but isn’t so hung up on them. Maybe it’s having the cardboard background of worldbuilding crumple upon leaning on it.

#lynx #editor #readmore #wings of fire #book club

[itsabouttimex2]

What kind of yandere are they?

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MK has been through so very much. The glamour of being a hero wore off quick, leaving him with many insecurities and doubts. Giving him someone innocent and kind to protect stabilizes him somewhat, but makes him more vicious in an effort to ensure their safety.

Sun Wukong thinks as something worth protecting. You give him a purpose and a good reason to dust off his old bones and return to fighting- all he asks in turn is that you stay on Flower Fruit Mountain with him. And the world getting it’s greatest hero back is a worthy trade for your lack of freedom, isn’t it? (The most likely to kidnap you, tied with Macaque.)

Ne Zha uses you as motivation for his fervent service. If the celestial realm has you, then it’s clearly worth protecting. If someone so good and kind resides there, then why should he waver in his duty? This extends to personal fights in your name- he rarely comes out unbloodied.

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The Mayor keeps a close on eye on you, always watching from the shadows. You probably have a tie to the Lady Bone Demon in some way, an heir to her blood or powers. He cultivates your misery by pulling strings and arranged misfortunes- the fact that no one stops him or saves you is proof enough (to him) that the world is rotted to the core. Proof that it needs to be destroyed. Proof that you need something, or someone better- maybe him?

You justify the Lady Bone Demon’s ideals. She watches as you suffer and break, your kind soul perpetually punished for good deeds and unyielding optimism. If you trust people, they betray you. If you help people, they hurt you. Your life is proof to her that the world is cruel, and needs to be wiped clean. So she obsessively watches from afar, her mind constantly plagued with thoughts of you, and thoughts of ending your suffering. (The most manipulative yandere on this list.)

Azure Lion sees you cast from the Celestial Realms, thrown out for daring to try and improve the lives of mortals without approval from the Celestial Bureaucracy. Not only are you a perfect member for his brotherhood (and he will get you to join), but you also reaffirm to Azure what he’s fighting for.

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Zhu Baije is a very flawed man. By his own nature, he’s something of a troublemaker. You work to counteract many of the problems he causes, working hard to ensure that no fissure in the group grows too big. It’s easy to think of you as someone worthy of worship- you seem to have an endless well of patience and kindness. He just wishes that you gave a little less of it to people who aren’t him.

Ao Lie watches you close. He sees how you struggle to pull everyone together even when things are at their absolute worst, and respects your efforts. He sees a person always willing to stand up for other and for what’s right, never allowing yourself to stand idly by. The harder you fight to mend rifts between people, the more admirable you become to him.

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Mei just wants you- she doesn’t bother thinking it through or wondering exactly why. You’re nice and you’re good, so you’re hers. Her parents are fully supportive of her attempts to ‘adopt’ you, and have a room set aside for the day they ‘bring you home’.

Pigsy doesn’t think of his obsession as a hero, warrior, or soldier. He instead views them as a child in need or guidance and protection, the sort who would be benefit nicely from being taken under his wing- likely enlisting Tang and MK to help him corral you into his care. (The most likely to succeed in his goal, tied with Sanzang)

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Princess Iron Fan doesn’t think much of you at first, viewing you as a little more than a disposable pawn. But, to her surprise- you perform far more admirably than expected, so keeping you both alive and close becomes the rational course of action. She gets used to using you, then gets used to you, then wants you. And Iron Fan knows how to get what she wants.

Macaque at first is just using you, stringing you along. He trains you to be more like him, feeds you lies about Wukong and MK, gets you to hate them by filling your head with falsehoods. And somewhere along the line, he ends up getting attached. Instead of getting better, he doubles down on his manipulations, intent on keeping you close. (The most likely to kidnap you, tied with Wukong.)

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Tang Sanzang sees so much potential in you. You’re a feral little thing, tucked away under bushes and baring your teeth at him- a child acting like a wild animal. His holy heart aches for you, thinking of the struggles you must’ve endured through your life. With a pair of heavenly circlets for your wrists, Sanzang inducts you along for his pilgrimage, intent on bettering you bit by bit- by force, if he must.

Expect lots of tutoring and life lessons, all delivered with endless patience and a paternal attitude. Teaching you to read and write and behave might be harder than pulling teeth, but it will be done. Not to mention the four other pilgrims whom he positions as your ‘brothers’, who adore and respect him, each one swayed by his words of what’s ‘best for you’. (The most likely to succeed in his goal, tied with Pigsy.)

Tang probably mirrors Pigsy in his acquiring of a child- he finds some dirty little waif on the streets and takes them in as his own. Something ancient and repeating calls from within him, pushing him to take this little unfortunate thing into his care, to push them to be ever better- an inner voice calling for him to be kind and merciful. And really, who is he to deny such a kind urge?

Master Subodhi is a wonderful judge of character, capable of picking out both the flaws and strengths of a person. You could be troubled and impatient, or rude and reticent. All that matters is there’s true good inside you- however embryonic it may be. Through strict guidance- and with a not insignificant amount of amusement at the shenanigans you cause with his other students- Subodhi manages to slowly molds you into a better and stronger person. Mind you, all of this is through the masterful use of manipulation. Expect his other students to help him reign you in and chip away at your resolve to leave. (The most likely to have an obsession that’s stronger than him.)

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Sandy thinks that you’re simply wonderful. You’ve been a constant supportive force in his life, encouraging his therapy sessions, teaching him how to brew tea, vouching for him to shelters across the city. With your support, Sandy slowly becomes a better person, leaving behind most of his obsessive and possessive behavior behind. There are lingering traces, hints of overprotectiveness and denial of consent, holding you too tight in his arms and not letting go or slipping sleeping pills into your tea… but even those habits lessen in frequency and severity.

That, or you might be a child of his that he wants to be a better role model for. Sandy wants you to be happy! He wants you to be confident! He wants you to have a good dad! So he almost unhealthily works to improve himself, finding positive ways to channel his most toxic and unhealthy traits, hoping to become someone worthy of your love. (The least likely to hurt you.)

Everyone else treats Sha Wujing like a monster, hurling wicked names and cruel words. ‘Demon’ and ‘fiend’, they decree, and Wujing has long internalized their words as truth. He’s plenty happy to act on his learned monstrosity, lashing out at any who draw near- until you come along with a simple compliment and an admission of weakness. You aren’t strong enough to fight, not quick enough to run from him- but you’re kind enough that he doesn’t think to butcher you. Growing obsessed with you amplified some of his worst traits while also teaching him about unconditional love and support, the dichotomy of equal progression preventing any true growth for a time. Once Sanzang comes along, Wujing has to think long and hard on who he is and what he’s done and who he wants to be and what he wants to do- and decides to be better for you.

There aren’t many people that the Demon Bull King cares for, but you’ve managed to worm your way into his stony heart anyhow. It’s awkward to try and be open with someone so squishy and frail, but he makes a token effort to be less intimidating and overbearing so you aren’t as scared. It’s not easy settling you into his family (especially with his son now battling you for his attention), but he’s sure you’ll get used to it eventually. Iron Fan is more on board with your induction than her son, coming to view you as a lovable; if weak, second child. Red Son refrains from outright violence, but is notably icy over the sudden competition for affection. Still, in the strangest of ways- it’s family.

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Chang’e has been alone for a very long time. There’s no real way to know exactly how long, but isolation has taken it’s toll. Is it so bad to want someone to dote on and nourish? No! So you and her should be family! She’s even more insistent if Y/N is leporine in some way- the two of you are meant to be family! A loving lunar goddess and her perfect little lop, together on the moon. To her, it sounds like something out of a fairy tale. It might be more of a saccharine nightmare to her captive, though. (The most capable of keeping Y/N from escaping.)

The Scorpion Queen really just wants a friend, no matter what it takes to get one. Loneliness has gnawed away at her inhibitions and morals, leading her to snatch up the sweetest looking person around and haul them back to her castle. She’s not above using poison to keep you complement, brewing up several blends from her own venom. Paralytics, sedatives, you name it. One quick sting and you’re helpless in the Queen’s arms, ready to be pampered and protected. After she’s done cleaning and patching your new wound, of course.

Kui Mulang has been waiting for his lover for so very long… and then you come stumbling in, wide-eyed and unaware of the dangers that the demon possesses. You’re a funny little mortal, unworthy of having your weak soul devoured- not only would it not expand his lifespan too much, but he fears it might even make him weaker. Instead, he forces you to become a cute little companion/pet and regales you with tales of his lover, filling your ears with descriptions of her beauty and kindness. Don’t get the wrong idea, though- you aren’t making him a better person. He’s just found one single person to not be totally awful to. (The most likely to replace his obsession.)

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Syntax admires your work from afar, picking apart every bit of tech you manufacture. He’ll install dozens of cameras across your home just for the joy of watching you scramble to disable or destroy them. With the sheer volume of spyware distributed, it’s inevitable that you miss at least a few, allowing the spiderized man to maintain constant surveillance. He inducts your work into his own, picking apart the blueprints he’s stolen from you, admiring the many lines of code you’ve written. There’s a new camera in your house each day, slowly stealing away all privacy. The concept of a ‘blindspot’ doesn’t exist in Syntax’s carefully curated world- no closet, corner, or crawl space is safe from his leering eyes. You’re then subjected to 24/7 surveillance, your life becoming an ever-present livestream on the screens of Syntax’s machines. (The least likely to personally interact with his obsession.)

Huntsman has never seen a worthier adversary. You match him blow for blow and thwart his traps at each turn. He has to keep upping the ante as you escape his clutches, an ever evolving quarry worthy of pursuit. The biggest (and only) dilemma he has in regards to his obsession is whether he should taxidermy or cage you. Either way, you’ll make a nice trophy. (The most likely to kill you.)

It takes a saint to gain the Ink Curse’s attention. You have to be the most wonderful goody-two shoes darling in the world, a person who’s mature and rational and kind and responsible and generous and wise and loving. If you can manage all of that, along with having no major character flaws or massive mistakes in your past… then you have their attention. It is the worst prize you could have ever received.

Alternatively, be a child who gets trapped in the scroll. There’ll be a mocking form of pity to every interaction, but the Curse might try to mold you into an equally brutal punisher of sins. After all, what else can you do? You’re stuck, aren’t you? Get used to the company, kiddo. (The most likely to break you.)

Yellowtusk would happily speak with you until all the rivers of the world run dry. The two of you match wits in civil debates, opposing each other’s viewpoints and arguments with fervor. No stakes, no hatred, no grudges- just debate for the sake of debate. You grow together, sharing your wells of knowledge and expanding the breadth of your wisdom side by side. His obsession with you is softer than most, quelled by quick chats and simple skinship - but it’s obsession all the same, waiting to spiral out of control.

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Red Son’s pride is an irrefutable aspect of him. The half-demon views himself as superior to all but a select few- and you, unfortunately, do not fall into that group. Red thinks of you as something akin to a cherished pet, worthy of care and companionship, but not freedom or respect. He could control almost every aspect of your life if he so wanted, but that’s more trouble than he desires. If you behave properly, Red allows you to dress yourself and have a small collection of personal possessions. Also, expect him to personally forge you a tracking collar emblazoned with his family’s insignia. (He truly does care about you- deep, deep, deep down in his heart. But you’re still lesser than him.)

If you happen to be his sibling, though, his treatment of you becomes more bearable. He’s still insanely possessive and domineering, but there’s more respect for you as a person.

The Spider Queen also thinks of you as a pet, a cute little thing to dress up and lock in chains. You make the most wonderful decoration for her throne room, shaking in the corner with a shackle clasped around your wrist. Everything you wear is produced from her own silken webs, everything you eat is caught and killed with her own two hands. If you step too far out of line, expect your next meal to be the corpse of a loved one.

Peng looks at you with some strange mixture of pity and amusement. (There’s some genuine care in there, but they’d never admit it.) You’re the smallest and youngest of the Brotherhood, with naivety and kindness to match. They find it funny to toy with you in a variety of ways, though they take care to never truly cause harm. Ex: Knocking into you for the sole purpose of tripping you up, biting back laughs as you apologize for ‘not paying attention.’ Peng will ‘forgive’ what you perceive as a personal mistake, hauling you up and dusting you off before sending you on your way. You’re a fun toy. A devoted sibling. A cute little time-killer. And, somehow- the person they cherish above all else.

#Platonic Yandere #Yandere Lego Monkie Kid #Yandere MK #Yandere Sun Wukong #Yandere Ne Zha #Yandere Mayor #Yandere Lady Bone Demon #Yandere Azure Lion #Yandere Zhu Baije #Yandere Ao Lie #Yandere Mei #Yandere Pigsy #Yandere Princess Iron Fam #Yandere Macaque #Yandere Tang Sanzang #Yandere Tang #Yandere Subodhi #Yandere Sandy #Yandere Sha Wujing #Yandere Demon Bull King #Yandere Chang’e #Yandere Scorpion Queen #Yandere Kui Mulang #Yandere Syntax #Yandere Huntsman #Yandere Ink Curse #Yandere Yellowtusk #Yandere Red Son #Yandere Spider Queen #Yandere Peng

[cloudninetonine]

Whenever I see God!Player, I can't help but look at One Piece. There's a Devil Fruit called the Human Human Fruit Model Nika, which turns the user into an incarnation of the Sun God Nika. A forgotten god revered by slaves in One Piece known as the 'Warrior of Liberation' who would bring laughter and freedom to those in need. Very effective at both with the broken powers of rubber hose style cartoons.

Super ironic if Player ends up eating the fruit and only awakens that power with the Villain!Chain. Especially if they were their long lost Guardian Angel. The villain Links are currently questioning whether their deal with Dink is really worth it. Player is the only one that has treated them with genuine kindness and care. Chipping away at the coldness in their hearts, even Chrono wasn't immune.

Differences noticed as the Villain!Chain began acting more friendly. They're still dicks but it's a huge contrast from the starting point. And then it happens.

I can imagine their Hylia being more... involved unlike OG Hylia. Like literally sending a more powerful vessel of some kind to 'talk' with incompetent Link. And one ends up showing before the group.

The Villain!Chain know they can't win(all of them tried. It didn't end well.) Yet, Player does something unexpected. They stand protectively in front of the Links AND INSULTS the corrupt goddess with a smile on their face.

Player: You are actually more pathetic than the other Hylia I know. A big fat yandere bitch that likes to toy around with the incarnations of just one man to do her dirty work. I thought Cia had it bad but you out beat her!

Abyss: What are you doing?! *Freezes when Player genuinely smiles back*

Player: Protecting you. Run Link and never look back.

The Villain!Chain freeze as that last sentence was what they heard before Guide been torn from them. All of them watch Hylia stab Player through the chest, that smile on their face not going away. The goddess tosses them far away and is about to go for the Villain!Chain when suddenly an immense powerful pressure fills the air.

Suffocating to Hylia's vessel but to the Villain!Links, it feels warm, kind and safe. Then loud boisterous yet familiar laughter fills the air as everyone looks to a shocking sight. Player, not only alive, but now something akin to a god themselves.

Hylia: How?!

Player: I believe it's time for you to get your just desserts!

And the Villain!Chain watches as their former Guide completely curbstomps Hylia's vessel in the most comedic yet humiliating ways possible. The worst enemy isn't a corrupt goddess. It's the embodiment of cartoon logic done with someone's bullshit.

FUCK THAT BITCH UP, SHE HER WHAT SHE FUCKING DESERVES

#cloud answers #Anon asks

[crowborn666-writes]

Meet Me!

Hewwo! Hiya! Hoi!

My name is Crow! If you wanna find more of me, any other social I have is under CrowBorn666!

Other socials found here!

I go by She/He/They pronouns, debating Any/All pronouns, I honestly don’t care what you refer to me as lol. But I also generally prefer to be seen as gender neutral as possible! Androgynous, if I’m using that word correctly.

I have quite a few mental health issues, so sometimes it can be difficult for me to respond or understand things! I have ADHD, Autism, OCD(perfectionist complex), severe Anxiety/Social Anxiety, a bit of Bipolar(although that could just be everything overlapping), and the evil witch known as Depression.

Yeah I got a lot goin’ on. *insert Thomas Sanders vine here*

Moving on!~

My sexuality is Aro/Ace, I don’t fancy marriage, intimate relationships or sex, but I’m always down for cuddles! (This is ironic because I find myself reading quite the saucy stuff. But reading is one thing, actually doing it is another!)

Fandoms I’m in:

Warrior Cats

Pokémon

Creepypasta

Critical Role

Dungeons & Dragons

Undertale/Deltarune (if you’re here from my old Wattpad, hello!)

The Arcana

Obey Me! Shall We Date? (Falling out tho)

Monster Prom

FNAF

Yandere Simulator (is it weird that I like this game/fandom but don’t like writing yanderes?)

Minecraft

Among Us (maybe say hi if you spot a CrowBornYT!(that’s me!))

Demon Slayer (anime only fan here)

My Hero Academia (anime only once again)

#get to know the author #get to know the blogger #get to know the writer #get to know me

[mytemporarycomfort]

Champions x innocent!Reader (BOTW)

A/N: Hello, Ive been having a bit of a tough week so this is super self-indulgent.

Content warnings: Yandere Themes.

BOTW Yandere!Champions x Innocent!Reader

Link

Bruh, this man is so protective of you. This world is super fucked up. He knows it, but do you?

Keeps tabs on you. Like how he always manages to follow Zelda around? Yeah that.

You're his comfort person. He refuses to let you go.

He will pay for everything for you. Clothing, food, accommodations. You shouldn't strain yourself.

Will ask you to stay with someone he trusts like Sidon, Riju, or Impa. Will drag you there if you are defiant.

He cant keep you from seeing all the bad things going around because he is the hero after all, but goddamn does he try his best.

Does not like it when you see him all bloodied and beaten, so he will clean himself up all nice and proper for you.

Expects the same from you since he gets you all you need.

Urbosa

She is a well respected chief of Gerudo. People listen to her. She knows where you are all the time.

She doesn't want you to be jaded because of all thats happening around you.

Tries so hard to protect you from the outside world. So leaving the town? Only during the day with the best warriors, if she isn't able to do so herself.

At night, if you really insist on going outside the town, she will be with you 100 percent.

Will make sure you're well taken care of from the tip of your head to the bottom of your feet.

Gives you free access to a lot of the town accommodations but doesn't like it when you touch any weapons, or go into the tavern to get a drink. Alcohol is not good for the body and mind.

At night, she loves to have you close. It's when she can relax a bit more as chief, so she indulges herself in your presence.

Mipha

She is so sweet, it's hard not to say yes to this lady. She also has a really good read on you so don't try to lie to her or anything like that.

Will dress you up in all her finest clothing and jewels. She wants you to look presentable, since you are her significant other.

She does your hair all the time. Zoras don't have hair so she is so invested in yours.

Always takes baths with you. It's such an intimate and vulnerable time, she uses this time to know you even better.

You cant tell me she doesn't think about having a domestic life you. Can't change my mind. She loves waking up next to you, drinking tea in the morning together, having cute dates together.

She is such a romantic, it's almost too sweet.

She'll allow you out of the domain, but if you so much as touch a body water when she's not around, she will be so upset. She's scared that you'll drown without her.

Revali

If you are not in this birds wings, you are in the village.

Your personal guard. The rito in the village better know how to treat you right or they will face some serious consequences.

Believes you're the only one good enough for him, and vice versa. He makes this known too! Everyone knows about your relationship. I mean why not? if anyone hurts you, he's there, if they can even hurt you of course.

Ironically, Revali is one of the softest champions in this senario, despite his front. This is mostly behind closed doors though.

Will only allow you to walk to the base of Rito Village. To be fair, you do have full access and accommodations in the village.

In the rare moments that you're allowed to leave the village is when its a special event with him. Like an anniversary date.

Makes your shared house super cozy for you. You're so close to the cold climate, he wants you well taken care of there.

If you find anything that reminds you of him, give it to him and he will never let it go. If anyone touches the gifts you've given to him, the person will have lost some feathers, unfortunately.

Daruk

Strait up moves out of death mountain for you if he can, sort of. I mean he still needs to take care of his people.

If he can, he will get you all the fire-proof elixers he can get his hands on, on top of the fire-proof armour to hopefully allow you to stay by death mountain with him.

This man built you a fricken mountain house for you. The door is made out of rock so he can move it but you? good luck on that.

Hes not locking you in the house or anything but it helps him make sure you are where he left you.

No dogs allowed. Those things are too dangerous for your good.

Do you like gems? yeah you do! Here have 100 diamonds or something.

Has the whole town following you when possible.

nearly bone crushing hugs, cuz this man is something else when it comes to his strength

Understands that death mountain isn't for everyone, so if you do tell him that, he will move you to another city where he can easily meet up with you whenever possible.

#loz botw #botw #loz #revali x reader #botw headcanons #botw imagine #botw revali #loz headcanons #loz imagine #loz revali #botw champions #breath of the wild #legend of zelda #loz x reader #loz fanfic #loz urbosa #loz mipha #loz daruk #tw yandere #yandere #innocent!reader #Yandere champions #mipha x reader #botw urbosa x reader #botw mipha #botw mipha x reader #botw link #botw link x reader #botw daruk #botw daruk x reader

[ddarker-dreams]

raiden shogun with revenge?

Warnings: Yandere themes and unhealthy relationships.

13k follower event

There were few situations where Ei herself would emerge from the Plane of Euthymia. 

In happier days, where you would sit beneath grand sakura trees reminiscing amongst friends, you may have joked she was like a turtle in that regard. Sticking her neck out only when necessary and preferring to hide away inside a safe shell. A shame that the present is far more somber in nature. Sasayuri does not sit to your left nor does Mikoshi Chiyo sit to your right. 

All that remains is her. Your past, present, and future. The shadow of the once true Shogun, who, in an ironic twist of fate, had been reduced to a shadow of herself. 

What did that leave, you wonder? 

“I challenge Her Eternal Excellency to a duel before the throne.” 

Your vassal, who served your every whim before Ei tethered you to her side, stands before you again. He grasps his katana with unrivaled determination, fire burning bright in his eyes. 

Tenshukaku’s inner court pulsates to life from the bold declaration. The air is as thick as the tatarigami saturating Yashiori Island, choking out anything that regards itself a living being. You’re stunned to silence. 

It is the doll, not Ei, who replies. 

“And what is it that you ask for in return?” 

His response is immediate. Planned far in advance, you realize. 

“My lord’s freedom.” 

“... I see.” 

You doubt he notices the slight difference difference in her tone, but you do. Ei must have considered this slight serious enough to earn her personal attention. In the same way waves retreat from the shoreline, the Raiden Shogun recedes, her creator taking control. 

“I accept your challenge.” 

Ei’s soft yet firm acceptance breaks you from your stupor. Now realizing that this was your chance to reason — the puppet refused to bend no matter what you said, as it followed its orders to the letter — you rush to her side. 

Lowering your voice to a hush, you plead, “Ei, enough with this. How many of my best men and women must you slaughter until you show mercy?” 

“They are the ones challenging me,” she insists. You swallow a buildup of saliva in your throat. “If you cannot bring yourself to watch... then look away. Though, I believe doing so would be an insult to their resolve.” 

You know that already. That’s why you never tear your eyes from the nightmare unfolding in front of you, why you can visualize the mountain of bodies carrying your banner so easily when sleep eludes you. Those who served under you won’t stop for as long as they remember their lord was wronged by the unmovable Shogun. 

Ei’s gaze lingers on you a second longer, perhaps something akin to pity crossing over her face. You know your request is unreasonable. A warrior will never back down from a challenge — such is their nature. 

Still... as she walks toward the one she is to duel, you can’t help but pray for his safety.

If only your god ever listened to your prayers. 

#raiden shogun x reader #yandere raiden shogun x reader #ei x reader #yandere ei x reader #genshin impact x reader #yandere genshin impact x reader #yandere #yandere x reader #13k event #my stuff #answered #Anonymous