Hi, I was wondering if you could do platonic yandere monkiefam and bull demonfam with a younger sibling/child that is blind but can sense vibrations, like toph from Atla
Monkiefam with a blind Y/N
Out of all three of them, MK struggles the most with your blindness. He means well, he really does! You didn’t grow up with the ability to sense vibrations and interpret them- you had to learn. And sometimes he thinks back to the days before you did, comforting you in his arms after a nasty spill brought on by a rearranged environment. He thinks back to getting into fistfights with bullies and pranksters, how he would see red each time someone would snatch things away from you or knock you over- and he remembers the feeling of teaching them to keep their hands off of you.
“I’m not trying to baby you,” MK loudly insists as you struggle in his grip. “But you need to take this with you if you’re going so far out!”
The two of you continue to struggle against one another as your older brother tries in vain to pin a tracking device to your backpack, notably holding back so he doesn’t hurt you. “C’mon, please?! Just let me put it on already!” MK lessens the force he’s exerting on you, deciding to try and barter instead. “You don’t even have to keep it on! Just for today, Y/N!”
Predictably, his attempts at diplomacy fail and you’re left to wrestle even more fervently in his grip, trying your absolute hardest to writhe free.
And then something slips under your shirt- a fluffy, prehensile tail that writhes against your ribs and leaves you in a giggling fit, MK free to stuff the tracker somewhere deep inside your bag. “Monkey King! Knock it off,” you wail out, fighting against his playful assault. “Stop!”
“Nope! Hate to be a joykill, bud- but I agree with MK. You’re taking the tracker if you wanna head out to that new cafe. Honestly, I don’t see why you wanna go at all when I could just whip something up with my-“
“I am not eating hair! Now get your tail off me!”
It’s incredibly frustrating, the way they treat you. It’s not quite to the point that you’d say they’re infantilizing you with their actions, but it can come very close.
MK’s babying is mostly tolerable, given that it comes from a lifetime of watching over you before you learned to sense vibrations and find your way around. He was there for you at your absolute lowest, and he’s not gonna forget all the people that messed with you because you looked like an easy target. Still, as you grow older his actions feel less ‘protective’ and more ‘stifling’.
Sun Wukong is far, far more irritating. You’re just too easy to scoop up! He can sneak up behind you on his cloud and sweep you into his arms and keep you there for hours on end as you struggle and kick, futilely trying to escape his furry grip. No vibrations can travel through the misty mounds of his nimbus mount, leaving you well and truly helpless in his arms.
The Great Sage’s intention isn’t to make you feel weak or vulnerable, but he certainly won’t raise a fuss as you squirm into his lap so you can at least feel the vibrations that race through his body with each breath he takes- it’s something, at least. Wukong twists around a little to accommodate your body, letting your head rest again this chest, listening to his thrumming heartbeat. The outline of his body flashes in your eyes, something to ground and settle you.
“Dad’s gotcha, bud/hun… I’ve gotcha…”
As for your other ‘dad’, Macaque mostly watches you from afar when you’re with Wukong and MK. He prefers to step in when he has the chance to have you all to himself, springing umbral portals underneath your feet, the shadowy pit dropping you from the ceiling and into his arms with a smug: “Hey kiddo-going somewhere?”
And before you can yell at him for springing this nonsense with you again, you pause, because… hey, why not use a chance when you’ve got it?
“Dad,” you start, forcing the awkward word off your tongue. Already, the sable simian perks up, his ego stroked at your acknowledgement of the role he wishes to take. “I’m heading to a café. You want me to bring you something back?”
Macaque traces a clawed finger across the bottom of your face, curving up in a semi-circle motion: cheek to chin to cheek. His way of telling you: ‘I’m smiling’. Softly, his palm comes to cup your cheek.
“I’ll take you there myself, kiddo.”
It’s not that he’s a better person than MK or Sun Wukong. In fact, he’s a lot worse. He was a vindictive, egotistical villain not too long ago. You think of the Dragon Palace of the East Sea, smashed to pieces, it’s residents displaced and it’s people injured. Men. Women. Children. Each of them, innocent. Mere collateral damage to the simian.
He’s displayed no remorse or regret for his actions. The only thing he’s felt shame for is his long-ago submissiveness to his sworn brothers.
He’s not a good person. Not in the slightest.
But he’ll try to be one. If only for your sake.
Bullfam with a blind Y/N
It’s easy to feel out of place here. Your parents and brother are demon warriors, powerful celestials, prideful members of their esteemed and feared clan. Your vibration technique is nothing short of impressive, if not outright groundbreaking, but it hardly holds to the level your kin can reach.
It doesn’t help that you are rarely given the opportunity to prove your worth, no matter how you strive and fight for those precious chances.
Instead, you’re often relegated to support and menial chores, your family finding worth in your services by putting you to task with (safe) time-consuming labor. And you… kind of enjoy it? Because instead of “Don’t touch the laundry machine, you don’t know what you’re doing”, it’s “Y/N, clear the table and bring us the grimoire we unearthed last month,” Princess Iron Fan says, brushing some hair behind your ears and clipping it into place.
You shouldn’t be so happy about such a mild thing, shouldn’t be happy to be commanded and directed. But it’s proof that they don’t see you as entirely helpless, and allow you to contribute in some way, even if it’s small.
There’s a degree of normalcy in it, something you crave. To be treated like a regular member of the family, responsibilities and all.
Unlike the Monkiefam, Y/N doesn’t have much freedom before they learn their vibration technique. The Bullfam keeps you on a much shorter leash, often locking you in your room during fights or training, refusing to let you potentially wander into harm’s way. MK would carry you across the street to keep you safe while still giving you a chance to explore the city with him, Red Son would lock you in your room and serve you exclusively blended meals to keep you from making a mess and spilling things on yourself.
Secretly, he misses making those drinks for you. It was a very strange and unwanted; if surprisingly heartfelt, way of caring for you.
After all, they got used to the ways they took care of you. Learning to utilize the vibration technique teaches you how to be independent, but also shakes up the dynamics you have with your family. No more being gently bundled around the fortress on the Demon Bull King’s hands, for example. He used to scoop you into his palms and let you sit there, safely nestled into plush purple fur. His steps grow more cautious now that you absolutely insist on walking on your own (and your father does want to make you happy, so he begrudgingly allows you to wander the walls alone) the taurine warlord doing his best to keep from crushing you underfoot.
Not that they’re suddenly going to stop being obsessed with your safety and welfare. You are still under strict orders and schedules, and they don’t go easy on you for breaking them.
And if you ever do step out of line?
Red Son has an incredibly devious method of punishment for you- snow boots.
Sounds like a joke, right? It sounds funny, almost. Your parents don’t seem to mind all too much, and Red certainly derives are least a little bit of amusement from the scenario.
It’s not funny to you, though.
The matter of getting punished for exerting basic control over your life aside- they’re taking away your crutch. Without a thought of how helpless and vulnerable you feel as result, how terrified you are to be plunged into darkness again, how bad it hurts to remember the days you spent crying as child, scared and alone when you got lost, no way to find the path home.
He’ll feel bad for doing this to you, eventually. He always does, no matter how many times he swears that this will be the time he’ll “Make you wear them for a full hour, and it will be raised to two if you complain, Y/N!”
You’re wrapped in a blanket and drinking tea with him by the time a half-hour has passed.
He loves you, after all. Even if he thinks of you as a blithering little idiot sometimes- you’re still his cherished little sibling.
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࣪ . 𝄞 ㅤ۪ ࿙࿚ ◌ . ࣪ 𝒫𝒜𝒫𝒜 𝐵𝐸𝒜𝑅
𝙧𝙚𝙦𝙪𝙚𝙨𝙩 : Yandere! Redson telling everyone that your dating even though you guys are just close friends, imagine going to his house for dinner and dbk asking how long you guys have been together and your'e just, so confused.
𝙩𝙬 : yandere if you squint, awkward family dinner, DBK
Maybe it’s your fault for accepting his invitation.
Ok, no, it’s not your fault, you didn’t expect this.
When Red Son invited you to dinner at his house, you expected 1 on 1 time, maybe even a group hangout, not sitting next to him at the large dining room table as his parents looked down on you. Over in your peripheral vision, you could swear you saw Red Son’s smug face beaming up at his father, the Demon Bull King, who was glaring down at you from the other end of the table.
Finally getting away from DBK’s prying eyes, you redirect your attention to the bustling bull clones fluttering about the home. “I made them myself!” Red Son boasted, shocking you back into reality. He held his head high as you looked at him, proud of his heritage. Laughing a bit, thankful for the lightening of the mood, you brought the focus back to the situation at hand.
After a beat of silence, Princess Iron Fan (Red Son’s mother, if you remember correctly), speaks up.
“So, child, how did you meet our son?” The question is simple enough, and you answer with no problem, calmly retelling the events of your first encounter. Leaving out the detail of him attempting to burn you to a crisp, of course. PIF nods contently, slightly softening her stiff posture. “Good. I trust that you treat him well.” Taking that as a good sign, you relaxed, watching the bull clones lay trays of food. (Majority of it was your favorites, did you ever tell Red Son that?).
While eating you finally let your guard down a bit. It was just dinner, you were fine. They just want to meet their son’s friends, nothing to worry about. Just as you finally were at peace, DBK’s booming voice echoed throughout the room.
“How long have you been together, surely you’ve been courting them, boy?”
What.
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Hello! Can i ask for reader can sometimes just run off to somwhere, no one can find them after they do. And they always return some time later with few new bruises and super happy. Sometimes they found a new interesting place but most of the time it was just some cute animal that got their attention.
For Yandere Nezha, Red Son, Macaque, Wukong, Mei.
Pretty please (✿◕‿◕✿)
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Sun Wukong
Wukong was probably was sleeping when you ran off. He realises you aren't in the room and sits up frantically before looking all over for you.
Once he finds you, he is distraught you are covered in bruises.
He doesn't understand why you are smiling you are so clearly hurt!
He locks you in the house, thinking someone hurt you.
He becomes worse.
Macaque
Is distraught, worried sick, about to destroy the whole world just to find you.
And once you are bad with bruises and cuts?
End of the world for him.
He does slowly learn and accept it just how you let go of unused energy.
But he still is worried when he sees you come back everytime.
Red Son
Well, you are now always wearing a tracker?
Red is happy about this but he will let you go off as long as you have a tracker on.
He always bandages you up after you washes you, then wraps you in a soft blanket.
"Could you at least not go bruising yourself?" "But that's half the fun!" "...You are lucky I love you so much-"
Be warned, if you ever come back with a large cut, he will lock you in the basement.
Mei
HA. HAHA. HAHAHAHAHA.
Yeah no. No. It's not- It's not happening.
Mei has literally has you locked in one room in her house. It's not happening.
If you end up with bruises on you your walls will be soft and multi-coloured.
It's never happening.
Nezha
Well, Nezha will be breaking your legs for this.
You'll learn not to run.
Nezha doesn't approve, to say the least.
The only upside is that they will take care of you during your recovery.
And kisses.
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your prompts 53, 60, 29 with lmk Red-son Pleas <3
I can try, sure! Sorry if something is OOC... still new to the fandom :) I'm only on like Season 2 currently but I LOVE it so far!
I know Red Son should be a very prideful yandere... but I also like the idea of him being soft once he finds the one he adores.
Yandere! Red Son Prompts 53, 60, 29
"I left you a few voice mails, why didn't you pick up?"
"You feel like you're being stalked? Tell me all about it...."
"I want to be this close... forever...."
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Denial, Manipulation, Clingy behavior implied, Stalking, OOC soft yandere (?), Somewhat lucid yandere, Dubious companionship/relationship.
Red Son never really found the appeal of such close affection. It wasn't something he experienced that often as a demon. Leading him to feel rather guilty or embarrassed upon receiving it.
Red Son barely had any friends. Always so arrogant and dramatic, often associated with the Demon Bull King. He didn't mind... he didn't think he needed such a thing.
Then he met you, always hanging around MK and his friends...
He couldn't get you out of his head after that.
You are the only person he could consider himself close to other than his family. It took him a long time to be able to approach you... yet he did eventually. Now you're no doubt one of his only friends.
Which leads him getting a bit too attached... a thought that embarrasses him to his core.
However... Red Son yearns for approval. He yearns for your attention. Sometimes the only way to get such attention is by calling you, or spying on you.
You can tell how close Red Son wishes to be with you through every call. Finally discovering a new friend and possible crush he wants to be around all the time. He was originally uncomfortable being vulnerable with others due to his heritage.
You became the only one he could vent to and be open with.
His phone calls are often moments of vulnerability, ranting to you and bragging about things he's done. Although his calls become so frequent you can't answer all the time. Which leads to a frantic Red Son finding you with worry in his eyes.
"I left you a few voice mails, why didn't you pick up?" He often asks, uncharacteristically clingy towards you. At first, you really can't blame him. You are his closest bond, after all.
Then you start to feel like you're being watched.
Red Son already considers himself villainous. Surely "stalking" is a villainous way of "courting", right? It's supposed to feel wrong... right?
Red Son tries to keep such urges and activities private. Yet the demon can tell you're nervous whenever he's around. Do you know?
Eventually he visits you, knocking on your door to see you open it. The demon surprisingly frowns when he sees the fear in your eyes.
But he acts curious, like the attentive "friend" he is, asking you what's wrong.
"I feel like someone's watching me when I'm alone." He hears you whisper. His heart nearly stops but he continues to play his part.
"You feel like you're being stalked? Tell me all about it...." Red Son answers, sitting beside you in your home. The heat inside of him flares when you look at him with sad scared eyes.
Red Son wasn't expecting to be the one you confide in. He isn't used to it... and part of him feels guilty that he caused it. Yet at the same time...
Your attention feels fantastic.
Even when you ask to hug him, Red Son was expecting himself to say no. But... with a red hot heat in his cheeks, he finds himself pulling you close. He's the one to cause you torment... yet he's also the one to provide you comfort...
He should feel bad... but he's beginning to like it.
"I want to be this close... forever...." He finds himself whispering to mostly himself, his grip digging into your sides. The feeling is addicting. So much so Red Son hopes you never find out that he's the cause of your problems.
Yet eventually you will... he'll slip and you find out his dirty little secrets...
Leading to him to find a way to create a mechanical prison to keep his dearest companion beside him.
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Some yandere!monkie kid pfps I made for my friends~! Please don’t repost but feel free to use with credit💜
Part 2
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I had an idea maybe a yandere red son with a female streamer who he is obsessed with but after watching a stream where reader is a little bit gushing over red son he try to shoot his shot just some fluff
A/N: Y’know what? Red Son neopronouns let’s see if I can pull this off. I know they go by Any pronouns but I think having a few to consistently use just makes things easier.
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“Do I like anyone? Welll...there is this one person...”
Hearing this, the flame prince’s heart almost hit the floor. They had been watching Y/N’s streams for years now, and through watching these streams zey had found xier heart completely captivated. Throughout the years she spent neir time falling deeper in love...but one day they went through the comments. Fans were to be expected, but Red Son began to notice that a few of the fans seemed to be getting a bit TOO attached for zeir liking. It started out small...just one creepy mega-fan turning up burned alive in a house fire...but soon Red Son found herself tracking down the haters as well, the heat of their anger cooking them alive in payment for the tears dear Y/N must have shed upon reading such horrible remarks. Now as he sat watching the sweet, precious Y/N, they were shocked to hear that a suitor had actually touched their heart. With bated breath xey waited...
“They’re a red-head, technically...they have the most ADORABLE eyes, and sometimes they do this really cute thing where they get all huffy over minor annoyances-” She lets out a small squeal. “Oh it’s just the cutest! I mean I would NEVER tell them...like...gods, could you imagine? I’d probably die on the spot.”
Red Son’s hand automatically shoots to the keyboard. But would could they say? This would be viewed by all of their followers, it was no different than declaring love in a crowded park. Slowly, he retracts his hands. No. If this were to be done...it would be done in the proper fashion...
A few weeks later Y/N would bounce on stream, eyes alight with the news: a secret admirer’s letter had appeared in her mailbox! It was written in old calligraphy in red ink, detailing the beauty of her eyes, the elegance of her body type, and the radiance of her smile. There was a date attached...a scheduled meeting of said admirer at the dinner hour at a restaurant. Seeing how excited she was, Red Son couldn’t help but smile. It wasn’t a particularly flashy display (since apparently people were scared by grand gestures of love...for some reason) but it would make Y/N happy and that was all that mattered.
Absently, she wipes away the red stains on her shirt. Organic ink was so hard to come by these days...
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Yandere Red Son x Male Reader ~(Romantic)~
TW/CW: horror, stalking, obsessive behavior(seriously, it’s much worse than my other works), bad parents, far too much use of the word “peasant”, Red Son & his superiority complex.
(I recommend you’re one of my…older readers.)
“I was trying to blow off some steam on the peasant of this city after another attempt to help my family only for them to laugh at me.
Well, excuse me for trying to give us power! I apologize for trying to save us from rotting away in unimportance! I’m just a useless child, aren’t I? I’M JUST A BURDEN, A MISTAKE, A—
But I snapped out of it. Damage was done to the city. Fire was everywhere. Noodle boy & his just as stupid friend group would be here soon. But I didn’t care at the time. Because the most beautiful man I had ever seen in my life was right in front of me. He was trembling in fear at the time, gripping my arm, attempting to divert my aim. There were some trembling, crying, injured people behind him. He was trying to protect them, wasn’t he?
Normally I would laugh at a peasant’s feeble attempt to beat me to save some people, but this man was no peasant. Not with beauty like that. Not with bravery like that.
The fireball that I had formed slipped through my hand, dying out. Me & the man stared at each other for what felt like forever. Oh, how I secretly wished that were true.
The noodle brat came by soon after & I had to leave the lovely man. I have to admit, I wasn’t very good at winning fights back then. I couldn’t be humiliated like that again—not when he was watching. I don’t know why. Something just flared up inside of me just by looking at the other man. It’s insane, looking back on it now.
That boy was stuck in my mind for days—weeks after our brief encounter. I couldn’t tell if it was love or lust, but regardless I daydreamed about meeting him again. My favorite scenario to imagine was defeating the noodle boy & the other man falling for me—praising me. I still think about that one sometimes.
He consumed my every thought. I barely even cared my parents unsupportive behavior because all I could think about was him.
I tried to draw him, write about him, anything to give me the feeling that he was there. It was pathetic, looking back on it. Desperate.
After about 3 weeks of self-restraint, I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to see him again. I needed to know his name, his voice, his smell, his behavior, his—
I’m getting off track again.
I sent out a bull clone to hide among the peasants & fine that boy that I had met. The clone had a camera on them so I could see my love on a computer I had at home.
His name was (Y/n). What a pretty name~ I couldn’t help but smile in happiness & excitement. I hadn’t felt this happy in weeks. Months. Years.
I had the clone follow him home. I found his address by locating where the cone was. I smirked as I wrote it down in case I forgot. The bull clone came back & I could barely sleep that night, all I could do was think about his name. About his voice.
I visited this man for the weeks afterwards. It’s not stalking! I’m just making sure there’s no…competition. Unfortunately, there was.
I was watching my love, as I usually do when I need to cool off, when I saw a PEASANT GIRL SITTING WITH HIM!
She was laughing at his jokes, touching his chest & arms, & breathing hIS AIR!-
My hair & eyes lit on fire as I grit my teeth. How dare she?! Does she think she’s worthy of even being in my husband’s? Future husband—but still a soon-to-be member of the great bull family! SHE SHOULD BEING BOWING AT HIS FEET, BOWING AT MY FEET FOR FLIRTING WITH MY LOVE!
I broke the camera. The flames in my hair and eyes quickly went out as I stared blankly at the camera. Some of the best photos I had taken of my darling were on there. The rage quickly set back in as I glared at the woman, still joking with (Y/n). Oh, she’s so dead!”
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The writing ends here, with the exception of jagged scribbles of incoherent praises across the pages. Yet, despite your horror, you couldn’t stop staring. You should be completely frozen in fear, you felt frozen in fear, yet your hands still turned the pages of the small notebook, reading every. Single. Word.
“I bet you’re reading this right now, darling. I know you get home around ▇▇, but you only go up to your room around ▆▆ after you do your chores & watch a little TV. I personal hate the Monkie King show, but I’ll allow you to watch it after we get married. By the time your reading this part of the story, if my calculations are correct (which they always are), I’m already right behind you or coming upstairs—”
You finally stopped reading the horrific notebook & attempted to throw it across the room only for someone to catch it. You recognized them as Red Son from the Bull family. He was a villain that seemed to be defeated easily by MK. But MK isn’t here. It’s just you; a normal human vs. Him; the son of a very powerful & has pyrokinetic powers.
“Hey! Don’t throw my book!” Red yelled, proceeded to brush off imaginary dust or dirt of it. “It’s full of my favorite memories…~” yeah, like you sleeping.
You stood there, just hoping the son of DBK would simply spare you & walk away. Oh, but you knew that would be almost impossible to achieve.
Suddenly, Red Son was so much closer, staring at you with a loving gaze. Were you zoned out long enough for him to get this close?
He cupped your cheek & all you could do was stand still; frozen. He manipulated your head to face him.
“You look so pretty…darling…” his gaze trailed down to your lips. His breathing got ever so slightly heavier but his hair slowly began to move, eventually turning into a slow, graceful fire. Not a normal fire, no. A strange pinkish-magenta fire, with lifting hearts forming from the sparks. You could swear that you could see his pupils become hearts. He began leaning closer until he seemed to snap out of whatever lovesick trance he was in because his hair returned back to normal & so did his eyes.
“I should take you home. Right?… I mean, I have dated before, I’m Red Son! Son of the great demon bull king! But…” he looked off, nervous. “Yeah! You’re coming home with me!” He picked you up & carried you off, but you were in so much confusion & shock that you just…stayed there.
“You should feel very lucky! Not everyone gets the honor of getting married to a member of the demon bull family! I can’t wait to crush that noodle boy with you! You can test my machines! We can run the barbecue stand together! But we won’t serve these peasants! If they complain, we can just ignore them! I mean, it’s barbecue! What kind of—”
He droned on. You just felt…tired. You closed your eyes & sunk into his chest. You didn’t question why it warmed up when you did that because all the warmth did was pull you further into sleep.
Red Son kept on walking, despite his flushed face. He wasn’t used to this much affection. Or, much affection at all. I mean, all you did was lay your head on his chest.
Still, that small act only convinced him more that you two were meant to be. But now, a part of him thinks you love him just as much as he obsesses over you.
(That’s it. Btw, this is more so S1 & Revenge of the Spider Queen Red Son. Idk, I love this guy & naturally I wrote something about him because of that. Hope you enjoyed despite the…dark themes.)
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*I bite my lip to stay quiet, and pull youin for a kiss.* Red~...
Red Son backs away a bit to avoid your kiss. —Oh dear~ what have you done to win a kiss? —He says. —You should kneel for that.
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Song by: Anya Nami "Old doll "
Its Yandere Mk guys ":D
What do you think?
Other art from me for this AU by tag: #Yandere Mk.
Many people draw Wukong or Red Son as a yandere, but!! Mk is the main character, the good guy, and Red Son is the bad guy. He has no true friends who will trust him.
Mk is going crazy gradually, but surely and strongly
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Hello, since request is open how about gen yandere hc of yoona, son hak and the rest of the dragons?
AKATSUKI NO YONA — YANDERES
SHIN AH'S → HERE
Includes: Yona, Son Hak, Ki-Ja, Jae-ha, and Zeno
Format: Headcanons, 2nd person
WARNING(S): Yandere themes, unhealthy relationships, not proofread.
LINKS: Akatsuki No Yona Masterlist
YONA
Manipulative, Dependent, Clingy
You grew up with YONA in the palace and have been by her side since. You being a few years older than her led you to have many responsibilities of your own, leaving you very little time to coddle the young princess. She hated it. Being her elder, you always kept her in check, essentially raising her into the woman she is today and she had fallen for you long ago.
Whenever you left her side it felt like a part of her died. The young princess grew less lively and even snappy to those around her because they just weren’t you. What was the point in trying to be perfect when you were nowhere in sight? How annoying…
YONA will latch onto you like a koala if it means you won't leave her. She’ll kick, scream, and weep if it means you won't leave her. Nothing is off the table if it means you’ll stick close to her; she adores your attention. In her mind, you love hers just as much. But being the spoiled girl she is, I suppose this isn’t too far-fetched.
Despite being shy about it, YONA finds it hard to not have her hands on you in some way, preferably holding your hand. It takes her back to a time when things were simpler, where you were with her and no one else, cooing sweet promises merely to soothe her worries. A princess always gets what she wants, and she'll cut down anyone who gets in her way.
SON HAK
Possessive, aggressive, protective
As seen in canon, HAK does have a pretty strong jealous side toward Yona. Think of that but times a hundred in your case. It's not hard for him to conceal his distaste for your friendly interactions with others but everyone has their breaking points. When intervening he'll step in front of you, pushing you behind him and out of your "acquaintance's" sight. If you ask him about it later Hak will most likely try to label it as him protecting you.
Being as tall as he is, it's usually easy to keep creeps out of your personal space. After all, who wants to deal with an imposing, scowling man with a Hsu Quandao strapped to his back? But of course, some people still try their luck. Asking you for directions is off limits, let alone allowing a man to speak so familiarly with you. It's always, “Ask me, not them” with Hak.
HAK forever has an arm tossed over your shoulder. He claims it's "to make sure you don't get lost" but the vacant street says otherwise. Leaving the village on your own is forbidden unless you want your neck smothered in deep purple bite marks beforehand. The idea of you completely giving in to his affections makes his heart beat.
If it came down to it, murder isn't something Hak is opposed to. But as a pitiful attempt to keep his reputation, he'll settle for beating them black and blue, until his knuckles are covered in a deep rouge. Jealousy is a terrible disease and once he reaches his limit don't try and stop him.
KI-JA
Jealous, insecure, delusional (worship)
One of the few good yanderes you could be paired with. Ki-Ja is very attentive to his lover and their feelings no matter what he's doing. The dragon is quick to side with you even over his own master because, in his mind, you're never wrong. Everything you say is law and Ki-Ja follows every command without a second thought.
When he’s jealous it’s so painfully obvious. Ki-Ja’s emotions come in waves so when he dislikes something it's hard for him to bite his tongue. The white dragon practically worships the ground you walk on and follows you every step of the way. His loyalty runs deeper than his own blood so he'd rather not see people referring to you so familiarly. (Is he Yona's dragon or yours atp?)
Your praise is forever rewarding, regardless of how small it may be. Just being by your side is the greatest honor one could have, in his eyes. You could look down on him, subjecting him to being nothing more than entertainment, and he would somehow tie it back to you being a kind person. Ki-Ja sees himself as not only your lover but your loyal companion, prepared to stick by your side no matter what happens.
He would never kidnap you, that's out of the question. The thought of you hating him for his selfish acts submerges him with panic. If you were to leave him, he'd wish for death on the spot. But that's only an IF. And killing would only be justifiable if someone has hurt you.
JAE-HA
Manipulative, Possessive, flirty
Jae-ha flirts solely for his own pleasure. No true feelings lie behind his words no matter how beautiful the individual may be. But with you, he felt like a wild animal chasing a female in heat from the way his eyes followed you. You were beautiful, more than the many others he gave his time to, and he was a bit too determined to make you his.
Once a ladies' man always a ladies' man. As I’ve said, he could give two fucks about the women he banters with, they mean nothing to him, but somehow seeing your face contort into a harsh scowl turns him on more than you'd ever know. If looks could kill, he’d be six feet under and he knows that. But I have a sneaking suspicion that he wouldn't mind.
However, your talking to another man leaves him quite bitter (hypocrite). The passive aggressiveness this man dishes out is unmatched; he will rip them a new asshole for even breathing the same air as you. None of your friends compare to you and he tells you that every day. Jae-Ha worships the ground you walk on, satisfies and pleasures you every evening so why was your attention elsewhere?
On a regular day, Jae-ha can be seen by your side, trying his hardest to get under your skin. Placing a hand on the small of your back, biting several of the plush areas of your skin that he can reach. He doesn't shy away from PDA. Mainly due to the curious stares you receive from men that pass you by, their eyes hastily lingering on your figure. It vexes him to no end but he won’t bother getting his hands dirty. Perhaps you can help him let off some steam.
ZENO
Emotionally attached, clingy, dependent
An attention whore at its finest. But seriously, this man thrives off your love and time. It's like a drug to him and he craves it. Whenever he isn’t tending to Yona he tends to you instead. If he could have it his way, every waking moment would be spent in your arms, sleeping the days away.
He's one of the better yanderes of the dragons due to the many centuries he's lived. Don't get me wrong he's completely infatuated with you and is hung up on every word you speak. But he's not one to control your decisions as long as he gets to tag along. Zeno trusts you with his entirety, he just enjoys invading your personal space.
Zeno gets jealous of people like Hak quite often. He's strong physically and mentally even as a human and as much as Zeno admires his strength, he doesn't need you doing that too. So if you plan on interacting with Hak, be prepared for some pretty embarrassing things. Zeno will place slow, wet kisses on your skin until he has your attention again.
The only real downside of this relationship is his clinginess. He never leaves your side. Oh, you have to get changed? He'll help you. You have to use the bathroom? Cool, he’ll wait ‘till you're done and sit right in front of you. Personal space doesn’t exist in your relationship and at times it gets really suffocating. You couldn’t reject him if you wanted to in fear that his reaction will leave your heart aching in regret.
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Fiery Reunion: Part Two
(Part One) (Part Two)
From the moment the Demon Bull King opened his eyes, he had assumed the worst. How could any father not? After five long centuries spent in stone slumber, he had awoken to nearly everything a conqueror could desire.
His prodigal son, grown and proud. His loyal wife, composed and ever-gorgeous. An army of reminiscent machines ready to obey his every whim, obedient and powerful.
All that a man could crave stood before him, with one singular exception. He had scanned the area subtly, eyes narrow and intense, searching for his youngest child, who was very conspicuously absent.
And when his search came up empty, he considered you dead.
It was not an easy fact to accept, but his children had not been born equal.
His son had come into this world with a dangerous abundance of power, so great that it had to be ripped out and split into pieces for his own safety. And although some inherent, internal flame still burned within his elder child, it did not hold to a torch to the strength of the Samadhi Fire.
You, though…
You could not have been born further from grace.
Sick from your very first breath, you were born into a body unfit for life. A deathly pallor clung to your skin from conception, proof abound of weakness and frailty.
And you had not made a sound.
Even when Princess Iron Fan held you away from her warm chest, or shook you, or; wearied from her post-partum state and frayed from desperation, struck you across the thighs- you had not cried. Nor would you scream. Not when you could only barely manage your own weak breathing.
It was only when your older brother Red Son; still just a child himself, clambered into your crib and held you that you made any noise at all.
He wasn’t supposed to be in there. He wasn’t supposed to even be in your room, let alone your crib… but curiosity had overtaken his obedience and led him right to you. With unsure hands, he had scooped you up and lifted you towards his face, inspecting his newborn sibling.
Nearly inaudibly, you had sounded a feeble giggle, pulling at his pince-nez glasses and reaching for his eye-catching crimson hair.
With wide eyes and careful arms, Red Son held you against his small chest, a long-lingering warmth left behind by the otherworldly fire keeping you cozy in his arms. Just a few reaches towards his face and scalp had worn your sickly body out, drifting off to sleep without any further sound.
In the morning, Princess Iron Fan and Demon Bull King had awoken to find you in your brother’s arm, alive and breathing, if barely.
And they hadn’t the heart to separate the two of you from one another.
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Demon Bull King and Princess Iron Fan alike knew that you would never become a great warrior. The notion was contradictory to the make of your flesh, foreign to the skin of an ill body.
It was impossible to train someone so young, to teach someone so physically impeded.
It had taken you six years to speak your first word, seven to take your first step.
Both of them had been for your prodigal elder brother.
And though your (severely delayed) milestones had managed to somewhat quell the long-standing fear that you’d forever be weak and helpless, you remained ill- thus, your family remained worried.
It had been hard for you. Perhaps it had been harder for your family, living in fear that by the next time they woke you’d be cold in your bed. It wasn’t a good way for any family to live.
Red Son had grown particularly protective of you in your youth, rarely letting you out of his arms or lap no matter how much you would protested. No amount of arguing, squirming, or struggling would free you. The most you could of was strike at him with your open palms, and even then, your uncoordinated hands bounced right off of his skin.
It was a convenient way to keep an eye on you, so your parents never intervened, setting what would become a long-lasting precedent: allowing Red Son to do as he pleased with you, because it was probably best for you anyways. He kept you out of trouble, and kept a close eye one you. There wasn’t anything wrong or harmful about it, after all.
Not back then, at least.
Red Son would only grow more protective as you aged, as it turned out. You went from being a helpless infant who genuinely had no way to escape his well-intentioned coddling to a child that was capable or arguing or hiding away from him. This shift had prompted him to grow more vigilant and insistent on your safety, even when it meant clumsily strapping you to his chest and bundling you around as you shrieked and bit him.
It was harmless. A little bit cute, even.
And then your father had been buried under a mountain, sealed by a staff that only one known living being could wield- who then disappeared from the world for centuries on end.
Red Son had changed in seconds. From a bright-eyed boy who was a little too eager to follow in his father’s wicked footsteps to an angry pyromaniac with a short fuse.
And his leash on you had only grown tighter. One family member that he had lost, and one that he could lose at a moment’s notice. An admittedly reasonable and well-intentioned protectiveness had quickly morphed into a much less tolerable possessiveness.
There’a a nasty dichotomy here for Red Son: his little sibling is weak and frail, and therefore needs his protecting, making them useless. But they’re also his little sibling, and therefore unimaginably valuable and precious, requiring him to protect them at all costs.
So he keeps you at an arm’s length while also keeping you under his thumb, attempting to satiate both aspects of his feelings, all while he strives tirelessly to free his father.
A strange distance grows between the two of you, Red Son both viciously protective and distantly standoffish.
For a time, you seek his affection and attention, vying for his warmth and praise. Even if it was annoyingly overbearing, your brother’s prior love was important to you. Try as hard as you might, Red Son’s response is always to order a Bull Clone to take you (gently) back to your room.
You’re still a bit too young to understand why, however, so you take his restriction of love much worse than he would expect- you shut yourself away in turn.
In time, you grow distant from your mother, as well. Iron Fan hadn’t pushed you away, per se… but her unwavering determination to free her husband left the two of you distant.
You had changed with them.
The effect of isolation has settled in deep, rooting through your mind, reflecting on your body- you look tired and sad, weary from the constant reminders of your result, guilty for not remembering your father.
“How can you dare to call them your family, if you contribute so little and remember even less,” a wicked voice within asks.
Do you deserve to call them your family?
“My Queen,” you say for the first time, and Princess Iron Fan raises an eyebrow and frowns. Her hand softly cups your cheek, dark eyes peering into your own. It’s impossible to miss the fatigue plaguing your face. Your mother wrongly assumes that it’s your own way of coping, that you’re trying to distance yourself from them, and therefore from your father. Given that it’s still respectful and proper, she’ll allow you to refer to her as such.
“My Prince,” you say for the first time, and your brother laughs, loud and harsh. Red Son thinks you speaking to him so formally is funny- for a while. He’ll allow a few uses of the phrase before he cuts you off and informs you very clearly that the ‘joke’ has turned stale, and you should really stop.
“It wasn’t all that funny to begin with,” he informs, sharply flicking your forehead. “And it’s certainly lost what little charm it had by now. Give it up, Y/N.”
And he’ll send to you your room to ‘lie down or whatever’, because he’s still desperately worried for your safety, deep inside. He just won’t admit it.
“My King,” you say for the first time, and Demon Bull King is left with few words, getting to see just how much you’ve grown without him, speaking clearly and standing steadily. How much has he missed? Have much have you grown without him?
But none of that really matters to you.
“Titles are more appropriate,” that little voice reminds you, keeping you insecure and humble. It keeps you from noticing how badly your family wants to be a whole unit again. It keeps you from seeing how much they love you.
And it will keep you blind, until everything builds to a single tipping point-
and you drown in obsession.
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࣪ . 𝄞 ㅤ۪ ࿙࿚ ◌ . ࣪ 𝐻𝐼𝒟𝐸 𝒜𝒩𝒟 𝒮𝐸𝒜𝒦
𝙩𝙬 : Yandere behavior, delusion, descriptions of intense wounds, RED SON ISNT A GOOD PERSON HERE YALL, I blacked out while writing this, not proofread
The air around you smelt burnt.
You can barely breathe, but you run anyway. You can hear him yelling from behind you, his fire scorching the leaves overhead as he pursued. Making a sharp turn left, you attempted to throw him off your trail.
"GET BACK HERE."
The heat was getting close now. the smell of smoke filling your nose as the burning feeling intensified on your back. You knew what was about to happen, but you kept running anyway.
You had to keep running.
...
The pain in your back was agonizing. You couldn't move an inch. You didn't know when you fell, but you were on the ground now, Red Son standing over your limp body as you writhed.
"I'm sorry my dear, however, you've left me no choice." He whispered down to you, sliding his hands under you to pick you up in a bridal carry.
"You'll never run away again," He hummed, becoming more blurry with every passing second.
"You'll be with me forever, I promise you."
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So so so
Maybe some LMK yanderes with a darling who can’t handle loud noises and will shut down or panic from yelling/anything loud? (Preferably traffic light trio but whoever you wanna do!)
I've decided to do all three then them as a Poly Couple, cause we need it in the world.
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Warning, the following content has disturbing/triggering themes such as; Yanderes, Abusive/Unhealthy Relationship(s), Sound Sensitivity, Manipulation, False Imprisonment, and others. I do not support or encourage these themes or actions, they are merely written fictional events for entertainment. The character(s) depicted within this post are over the age of 20.
MK
He first learns of your sensitivity when he or Mei get too loud and he sees you cover his ears.
Once he's been informed, he'll put in the effort to not be as loud around you.
Though, that doesn't mean he'll be perfect at it.
He honestly tries, he just forgets about it sometimes.
Regardless of that, he does stop going to loud places like the club and gets you some noise-cancelling headphones and sleeping earbuds.
Mei Dragon
She finds out about it very quickly, before you two even start dating.
He becomes very soft-spoken around you and will train her friends to not be loud around you. She'll give them the death glare if they become too loud and will hit them when you aren't looking.
Like MK, she buys you noise-cancelling headphones, with a built-in tracker in them. And that's where the wholesomeness ends.
When you're not home, she'll install some noise-making devices in. These go off randomly and make different sounds and go at different volumes. The only time they are off is when she is there.
This is done to psychologically install into your brain that she is safe to be around and that it would be safer for you to be with her then be by yourself. Aka, she uses your sensitivity against you.
Red Son
Unlike the other two, he doesn't really clue into your sensitivity. He only figures it out when you tell him.
It doesn't guarantee him lowering his volume either. He just puts some headphones on you and hopes that helps.
He still yells, he still plays music loudly, he still works on his trinkets loudly, he still fights with his parents.
The only time he does something for you about the volume is if HIS parents yell at you. He goes into a fit of rage and yells at him twice as loud, which doesn't help the situation.
He doesn't do anything because he doesn't love you, he does it because he doesn't think he should change. He takes offence when he yells and you cover your ears, thinking you don't want to listen to what he has to say. The best advice is to be careful.
Chimera
With everything stated above, Mei and MK will kick Red Son every time he forgets. The three get into fights every time Red forgets about your sensitivity and yells.
Red does it through to him, and he really doesn't like how he has had to change. But it all makes it up for it when he wakes up and sees you have wrapped your arms around him.
MK and Mei buy you noise-cancelling headphones and will tap your shoulder when they want to talk to you.
There've been moments when the three get pretty loud and one of them recommends to you to put on the headphones.
What ends up happening is that the three decide to move you into Mei's house, where she's built a room just for you. It's noise-cancelling and has a vault-like lock. It doesn't take you long to realise that you've been locked in.
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I'd like to o so formally request a Monkie kid Redson alphabet! (If I already sent this request feel free to delete my brain is being weird rn XD)
Sure! Just a fair warning, I'm only on Season 2 still so if something's off... you know why.
Yandere Alphabet - Red Son
Pairing: Romantic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Manipulation, Stalking, Threats, Violence, Kidnapping, Validation issues (?), Trackers, Burning/Branding, Delusional behavior, Attempted murder, Forced relationship.
Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?
Red Son, from what I've seen, seems like a character who would often want attention and approval from his obsession. When it comes to affection, he isn't big on physical affection. However, I feel when he finds the right person, he just can't get enough of them.
Once he deems you as the person he loves and trusts most, Red Son comes off as clingy intense, and smothering.
Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?
He's short tempered and I feel he'd threaten... but I'm not sure if he'd really enjoy killing someone. His parents are both villains, yes, but I think he'd hesitate on following through unless someone pushed him.
Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?
Honestly, I can see Red Son kidnapping you and trying to play it off as some big villainous scheme... But in reality he just really likes you.
At first he has you tied to a chair in his room, acting like he's going to interrogate you. Then all of a sudden he's confessing... trying to hold your hand... and showing you around with a smile.
He would not mock you, he treats you with a surprising amount of care.
Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?
He may seem like he will... but he actually tries not to as you're the only one he feels he can open up to.
Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?
At first it doesn't seem like a lot. However, eventually you become the main person he can open up to. With his obsession, he's vulnerable and open with his heart as he really wants you to accept and validate him and his feelings.
Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?
Disappointed, in denial, and upset. He confides in you... and you fight him???
He is completely ignoring the fact he has most likely kidnapped you.
Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?
No and he wouldn't like it at all.
Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?
Well, he's a Fire Demon... son of the infamous Bull King. As an inventor, he may create things to keep you in check or have an eye on you.
I imagine two worst things could either be him kidnapping you and forcing you to wear a tracker... or seeing him lose his temper on someone and nearly killing them.
He hates to scare you.
Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?
He probably wants something like his parents as it's the only relationship he knows. He wants to love you, get married, and have you as his spouse.
It would help if his parents approve of you.
Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope?
Yes he does. He will most likely lash out due to his temper. Usually he lashes at other people, although sometimes he accidentally yells at you.
Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?
Obsessive, Clingy, Manipulative, Controlling, Caring, Possessive, and probably also Protective.
Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?
He probably met you through MK, as much as he hates to admit it. Ever since then he's found himself thinking about you, growing fond of you to the point of following you around or stalking your socials.
Eventually he drops his ego enough to try and be your friend. You're one of his only friends and you listen to him. He's never had such a connection with someone like this....
Then, he thinks this must be love! Clearly he can't stop thinking about you, so he must be in love! Which gets him plotting on how to go about this.
He gives gifts, attempts to be close to you, and it's safe to say... he has no idea what he's doing... and his emotions certainly aren't normal or healthy. Not like he knows that though.
Is this not how villains love?
Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?
Not really... although he is softer with you.
Naughty: How would they punish their darling?
I want to say burning but I'm not sure if he's that cruel? Branding does seem like something he could do... if not restraints and isolation.
Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?
Originally he tries not to take any, but he'll take what he feels his "necessary."
Patience: How patient are they with their darling?
Red Son falls under impatient more than patient. He has a temper issue so he has his limits.
Quit: If their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?
He probably wouldn't and would be desperate to find a way to bring you back to him.
Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go?
Not really, but he might. Also, he probably would not let you go without knowing exactly where you are.
Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?
Probably a combination of curiosity and childhood.
Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?
He feels upset and confused. He isn't the best at comfort, but since he loves you he should try, right? He does his best... for better or for worse.
Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?
SKIPPED
Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?
Reciprocate his affections, or at least play along... and you'll have some freedoms to work with.
Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?
Not unless he has to punish you.
Xoanon: How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?
I feel there's times he can be a worship yandere when he looks past his own ego. He'd do anything to have you... he's the Demon Bull King's son. He should have you if he wants!
Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?
I'd say months to a year and a half, maybe?
Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?
Not intentionally.
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Yandere! Red Son x Reader—
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♛ Red son is most definitely familiar with romantic and intimate relationships but doesn’t see the big deal about it, y’know?
♛ On the outside, he pretends he sees marriage and relationships as a contract. A deal between two people who are together for mutual benefit.
♛ But on the inside, this boy is a hopeless romantic.
♛ He’s seen the strong love held between his parents and would want that as well, but he doesn’t want just any relationship.
♛ He would want a partner who is strong enough to go against him but is also able to handle his short temper and still give him affection at the end of the day.
♛ But he never thought such a person would exist so he instead drowned himself in work to forget about his growing desire.
♛ So you can imagine his reaction when he first saw you: his starry wide eyes, mouth agape, butterflies formed from the depth of his stomach, a blush crept up to his cheeks.
The one person he wished he could have in relationship was right in front of him, fighting his bull clones with quick and hard movements. Your beautiful bare body barely being covered by your swimwear garments made him feel excited,
you were everything he ever wanted!
♛ But just before he could send his bull clones to capture you, Noodle Boy and his damn posse showed up. Giving you a chance to escape while he was distracted, away from him.
♛ After his defeat and return to his home, Red Son immediately began his investigation to find you. Once he learned your home address and your location, Red Son then began to do research about you.
♛ Your favorite food, color, movies, your birthday, your family members, your friends, he wants to know everything about his beloved before he reunites with them again.
And I mean everything.
♛ Red Son shuts himself away in his lab trying to write out the perfect plan to meet with you again. So much so, his parents start to notice and with great concern towards their sons health, they send him out on missions to distract him or least get some sense of fresh air.
♛ Once they learn of his obsession for you, they’re on board with helping their son capture you, even if they don’t want to.
♛ But when Spider Queen attacked and captured his father behind his mothers back, Red sons plan to reunite with you was ruined. The worst part was learning you were under spider queens control, ultimately being the main reason why he teamed up with Noodle Boy and his team.
♛ He had to make sure he’d save you at all cost, oh yeah, and his dad too.
♛ When the antidote was doused onto the people of the city and Spider Queen was defeated, you ultimately became paranoid.
♛ Even when you had the strength to fight, you were still put under that damn spiders control and had no control of your movements, only your thoughts.
♛ What was supposed to be your normal day soon became a nightmare in just second, what if another powerful being showed up again? Only stronger and this time, what if no one will be able to save you again?
♛ The desperation to get stronger for protection grew everyday, you’d train everyday, you’d train until you couldn’t move anymore and even when you rested— you’d learn battle and fighting strategies before training again.
♛ Red son would see your distress and use it to his advantage. He’d appear to you with his army of bull clones, overwhelming you with their large number, after Red Son introduces himself to you— he’d offer to protect you from anything that threatens your safety, all he asks is your hand in marriage. You’d be stumped, you remembered his immense strength back at the weather station and you did value your life, a lot actually.
♛ Having an ally like Red son would guarantee your safety from beings you aren’t able to defeat, but marrying him? That’s a little too fast for you.
“Alright… but let’s just date for now, I don’t want to go too far y’kno—“
“PERFECT! FOR NOW ON, YOU’RE UNDER MY PROTECTION AND MY PARTNER!!”
♛ Red Son expected you agree but even though he get didn’t your hand in marriage, that’s still a win!
The dudes desperate, he’ll take what he can get.
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