#yandere merlin

[merrilinie]

CW: possessive behaviour

Arthur thinking he’s the one who gets jealous. He finds himself constantly battling the urge to start a fight whenever one of the knights get too close to Merlin or anyone, even other royals, flirt with his chosen love. He likes having Merlin close, especially in public spaces, because then he’s not being close with others.

But, he’s not possessive.

Merlin didn’t seem to have any issues when Uther would set Arthur up with a lady, saying he knew that Arthur would always love him. He didn’t realise how Merlin’s bites in their intimacy would become harder every time it happened.

Arthur didn’t notice how Merlin would glare at anyone who flirted with Arthur, vicious and full of malice.

He didn’t see Merlin cornering one particularly pushy maid with a bloody knife to her throat, telling her to back off and not touch what was his.

Even after being together for five years he didn’t pick up on the fact that anyone who flirted with Arthur outside of politeness would suddenly stop making moves.

It was when a commoner woman had been pushing on Arthur, hand on his chest and lips trying to connect to his face that Arthur was faced with the truth. He had tried pushing the woman off, being kind at first but outwardly telling her he wasn’t interested. I just as he was ready to make a more drastic move the woman was pulled off him by a cruel hand gripping her hair.

Arthur had been to shocked to do anything other than watch as Merlin dragged the girl kicking and screaming out of the room, even kicking her once she was out the door. Even from across the room Arthur could hear Merlin’s deep breaths, see his fist clenched at his side and feel his anger.

Yet, the truth Arthur had to face wasn’t Merlin’s depraved nature, but the pure lust that formed inside him at the sight of it.

#bbc merlin #merlin emrys #merlin #arthur pendragon #arthur x merlin #merlin x arthur #merthur #Yandere Merlin

[yanderedreamer]

If requests are open could you pretty please do some Merlin hcs? 😩🥺

Yandere Merlin / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: General yandere headcanons.

Warnings: Blood-drinking.

When Merlin realised that you're someone whose future he couldn't see, his interest is immediately piqued. His younger self had been hurt by the truth that no matter what he did, he can never alter the outcome of a predetermined future. But you were an anomaly he found, a sliver of hope that the cycle of destiny can be broken. He then decides to dedicate his time in watching over you from his tower in Avalon.

He eventually finds himself clinging to you like a child and calls you his Hope of Avalon, which he chants under breath whenever his eyes follow your form. Soon, he realises that simply watching you isn't enough; he needs to be near you, he needs to feel you.

Since his illusions can affect the human psyche, he can easily invade your dreams and interact with you there. You were surprised when you first met him in the middle of a spring flower field under the winter stars. The fact that a beautiful and charming man like him knew you made you flustered, and that sight of you made Merlin unable to resist covering your mouth as he kisses the back of his hand.

Thanks to his unique skill, Independent Manifestation, he was able to summon himself as your Servant while you were wishing for the male Arthur Pendragon, effectively sabotaging the summoning ritual. Merlin's unexpected appearance surprised you greatly but you were happy about it nevertheless. Merlin then invited you for a hug by spreading his arms, which Mordred who was with you at the time found odd. She later warns you to not fully trust Merlin but with how kindly he treats you, you heed her warning lightly.

Although Merlin is mostly used as a support for your Buster Servants, he'd insist that you use him as a damage dealer too. His B strength isn't just for show, and he proves himself when he effortlessly decimated the enemy Servants that attempted to take you hostage with his Excalibur during a mission. With his signature smile, he happily announced that you're safe before hugging you tightly.

When you've rayshifted to another era for an expedition, Merlin would make you sleep on his lap, claiming that it's more comfortable than the cold ground and that it'll be easier for him to watch over you this way. Unbeknownst to you, once you have fallen under sleep's spell, he would devour your dream and absorb the emotions within it. He then cups your face, his thumbs caressing your cheeks as he licks his lips. Your dream is wonderful, and he wonders if your blood will taste the same? Baring his fangs, he brings his face closer to your lips but swiftly pulls back when Bedivere shows up with a blanket for you.

The Magus of Flowers thinks that you're not appreciated enough in Chaldea. You have worked so hard to save humanity and proof of your efforts are shown in the scars you got from the countless battles you fought in. As he traces every scar, he sings you praises and tells you how proud he is to have you as his Master. You take comfort in his embrace and miss the eery glow of his violet hues.

Merlin follows you around Chaldea much like Fou does. He speaks of the king's tales and the fascinating events he observed from his tower in Avalon. You're unaware that as he chats away with you, he also uses his clairvoyance to steer you both clear of the Servants seeking your attention. How foolish of them to think that an inhuman mage like him is generous enough to share you with them.

When Merlin devoured your dream for the first time, he was overwhelmed. Your dream is so pleasant to the heart and he immediately became addicted. Your dreams are full of love that every time he absorbs the subtleties of your heart, his obsession for you only grows - to the point where he'd lose touch with his human side and give in to his carnal desires.

As he removes his intricate white robe, he crawls into bed with you in the middle of the night just to watch you sleep, his arms carefully holding your delicate body that could easily snap under his full strength. It reminds him just how weak yet strong humans are against fate. Merlin can be as lecherous as his incubus side, but he'll save that for the inevitable moment he traps you in Avalon with him.

Merlin's addiction to your dreams should not be taken lightly. He'll run around Chaldea like a starved beast if you're separated from him for even a day. Once he finds you, he'll pounce on you without warning and sink his fangs into your pulse in deep bites. He immediately laps up the blood drawn and since there's mana in your blood... you'll be in for a long night with a hungry incubus.

Sooner or later, Merlin will whisk you away to his tower once he feels that he's had enough fun in the present world. You'll spend the rest of eternity in the sealed utopia with him, where you'll be happy and protected by his magic. At least, that's what he believes.

Don't be sad, you can dream as much as you'd like in Avalon - and he'll make sure that they're pleasant dreams too! He casts a powerful illusion spell on you when he kisses your forehead, and catches your body in his arms as you fall in an unending slumber. You won't be alone in your dreams because he'll be there, spending your happily ever after with you. You can never run away from him, even in your dreams.

#✍️ : alice writes #yandere fate grand order #yandere fgo #fate grand order x reader #fgo x reader #yandere merlin #fgo merlin #fgo merlin x reader #yandere imagines #yandere headcanons #yandere x reader #gender neutral reader #master reader #tw: yandere

[reareaotaku]

Yandere! Merlin Headcanons [BBC Merlin]

He always makes sarcastic remarks towards you

It irritates you, especially since you are a higher rank than him

You always bring that up, but he doesn't take you seriously, much to your displeasure

He treats you as equals, but you are not

At first you find him annoying, rude, and disrespectful

But he does end up showing his worth

In the beginning, he tries using his magic to get you to like him

He knows it's wrong, but he really did want your approval

In a way, he looks up to you. Though, he becomes protective of you when seeing you nearly die

"I want to come with you"

^ You look at him, confused, "What? No, you can't come with me. You're not qualified-"

"I'm perfectly qualified," He pressures. He doesn't want you to not come back. He's intelligent and will end up tricking you into letting him come

He follows you like a lost puppy and sticks to you like a leach

He's genuinely obsessed with you

He is willing to risk his life for you. For without you he is nothing

You come off mean and rude, but Merlin knows you're better than that

You're nice, kind, and caring, but you don't like being vulnerable

He wants to tell you about his magic, but he's scared that you'll be scared of him

He wants you to know everything about him

You both have brief moments were he almost tells you. You have a moment together and he feels like the rest of the world is gone and it's just you and him

He wants to fill the hole in his heart. The isolation and loneliness fill his life and he puts the pressure on you

When he gets older and sadder and angrier, you end up getting closer to him

^ He pushes everyone out, except you, but you had to fight for that

"I don't know what your problem is, but I'm not letting you push me out. You forced your way into my life for years and you think you can now just shove me out when we're friends? No way"

^ "You don't even like me anyway"

^ "Why would you think that?"

^ "You don't know anything about me"

^ "What are you talking about? I know everything about you"

^ He laughs, "Well, there is one thing you don't know about me. You'd hate me"

^You frown before sitting down next to him, "If I don't hate you now, there's nothing you can say that would make me hate you. I'd do anything to help you, Merlin"

^ He doesn't say anything and you frown

You wanted him to confide in you, but he's changed and it makes you sad

You're scared of losing him to his emotions and when you tell him that, he apologizes

He becomes only nice to you

Besides, even if he tries being mean and pushing you out, you just force your way back in

Besides, he hates seeing you sad/crying

#merlin #bbc #yandere merlin #merlin the wizard #merlin bbc #merlin x reader #yandere wizard #yandere merlin x reader #merlin bbc x reader #yandere merlin bbc

[gulnarsultan]

Pendragon Family

》 Your yandere husband King Uther 《

》 Your first child and first son Prince Arthur .

》 Your second child and second son Prince Steffan.

》 Your third child and first daughter Princess Morgana.

》 Your fourth child and second daughter, Princess. Eleanor. (Morgana's twin sister.)

》 Your last child and third daughter Princess Gracie.

His children all inherited the yandere tendencies of their father King Uther.

#merlin #morgana pendragon #arthur pendargon #steffan pendragon #gracie pendragon #king uther #uther pendragon #arthur pendragon #knights of the round table #yandere uther pendragon #yandere uther pendragon x reader #yandere husband #yandere merlin x reader #yandere merlin #merlin fanart #yandere merlin characters #yandere merlin characters x reader #yandere concept

[a-star-is-here]

You're mine by Mileo is so dark merlin coded

#mileo #was #ROBBED #YOU'RE MINE RIGHTS #dark merlin au #merthur #yandere #merlin #bbc merlin #arthur pendragon #merlin bbc #arthur #merlin emrys #male yandere

[oneknightstand-if]

hi, i saw on the valentines preview that one of the choices, the first choices, includes the word "g*psy". if you were not aware, the term originated as and is still used as a racial slur against romani people.

That's literally a direct quote from Hunchback of Notre Dame...

The evil archdeacon of 15th Century France is doing way worse than not using a modern PC term here (he's literally threatening to kill the heroine if she doesn't sleep with him).

#And this line appears because Frollo of France is a Minor Enemy in Merlin's Guide #Also to fit in with the yandere theme that the Minor Enemy section has going on #oks-asks

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

My knowledge on Dorohedoro is limited to your posts and a brief wiki skim but I’m just imagining En with a kidnapped darling who doesn’t like eating mushrooms

Or a darling who doesn’t mind them but is hesitant to eat what they are served because they once saw En turn a guy into mushrooms and nonchalantly told a chef to use him for dinner and “oh god this is cannibalism!”

If darling gets too anxious about that to the point of refusing to eat or feeling very sick he might reassure them that their dishes were made from mushrooms that weren’t once people

He whips out an entire PowerPoint presentation explaining that his magic changes people on the molecular level, so that there is no difference between regular mushrooms and the ones made from former humans lol. But he wants to indulge them, so he promises that he won't serve them mushrooms that used to be people.

As for a Darling who doesn't like mushrooms? He's so crushed because let's be real, mushrooms are this man's hyperfixation (I personally Hc him as autistic, don't @ me lol). But eating mushrooms is just one aspect of enjoying them. He makes them clothes and blankets made of super soft mycelium fibers, he makes them giant comfy seats out of toadstools, he gives them beauty products with mushroom extract, and he has SO many recommendations on books in his library to read.

#My personal recommendation is Entangled Life by Merlin Sheldrake #its one of my favorite books and the author has the name of a wizard #.sillyshit #.drhdr #.en #yandere drhdr #yandere en

[qwumkas]

︰✰ 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍 𝐌.𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝙱𝙱𝙻𝙴𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙷𝙴𝙰𝙳𝙲𝙰𝙽𝙾𝙽𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙼𝚄𝙻𝚃𝙸-𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙾𝙽𝙴-𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝚂𝙴𝚁𝙸𝙴𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝚃𝚆𝙾-𝚂𝙷𝙾𝚃𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝚂𝙲𝙴𝙽𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙾𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙻𝙾𝚅𝙴 𝙻𝙴𝚃𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 !

— coming soon...

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚ ᝰ 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 !

— coming soon...

#‧₊ ⚰️˚⊹ navigation #merlin masterlist #merlin x reader #x reader #anime and manga #merlin seven deadly sins #7ds x reader #anime x reader #manga #yandere

[azurlily]

Day 5 of 31 of the yandere month May challenge. This yandere is scary in a sense, but this is very fluffy!! Well, more creppy and fluffy not really yandere just kinda fucked up in a sense.

Merlin comforts you after you've been having a bad day...bad things just keep happening!

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Yandere!Merlin(Gluttony) FLUFF

The worst day ever. You've had the worst day ever, in your entire life! Your parents(who are usually very calm) have been yelling at you. They don't believe you being friends with the sins is okay. They worry for your safety.

Your now ex girlfriend and you had a fight. The two of you broke up and now you went to the only person you trust as of current- Merlin.

"Oh? Why hello there, darling. I've been meaning to talk to you- why are you crying?"

Merlin saw your tear stained cheek and practically ran to coddle you. She finds others pain funny, and quite enjoyable. You on the other hand, she hates, absolutely detests seeing you in pain. Be it mental, emotional, or physical pain, it is pain nonetheless.

She asks what's wrong and tries her best to make you feel better. She's never been all that great with emotions, but meeting you changed that. She works her best to make you smile. Even if some missing heads turn up every once and a while.

She tries talking you down, her laboratory isn't the best place for this. It isn't good for anything emotion related. What you need is a warm comfortable bed. Luckily she can provide.

She took you to the Boar Hat, while the sins aren't exactly hated by the kingdom, they aren't fully trusted either. She had her own little room, everything she needs...plus a few pictures of you.

She lay you down on her bed; Merlins room looks a lot different from everyone else's. Shes had time to fully customize everything. Magic is quite useful in times like this.

She watches you, puffy eyed and tear streaks. She blushes seeing you all worked up, she wishes she could work you up like that. Seeing you all flustered as she peppers kisses to you face- a dream come true.

She sits on the bed and watches you slowly take in your surroundings. You'd been paying little attention until now, and now, you didn't know what to do.

"Hello little rabbit. Are you feeling better now?"

You couldn't really answer, you felt so drowsy, so very tired. Instead you layed your head on Merlins shoulder. You didn't move and Merlin had no idea what to do. She sat there for a good minute before laying down, you body pressed against hers.

The two of you payed on the bed in complete silence. Warm, and cozy, neither of you wanted to let go of the other. You were having a bit of a hard time focusing because of where you head ended up. You head had moved from Merlins shoulder fo her chest, pressed right into her.

In didn't say anything and instead layed there with a bright pink face. At some point Merlins noticed your body heat going up and decided, you seem well enough to talk.

"So...what exactly happened, little rabbit? You were balling your eyes out, did someone hurt you?"

You nodded against your chest, your heart constricting as you thought about your day. You told her everything, about your fight with your ex girlfriend and with your parents. You felt tears again and you just clung to Merlin like a baby.

"I see. It'll all be better soon, your parents have been blindsided, and that girl never deserved you. You'll flourish without her, I promise."

Merlin rocked you back and forth. It had been so long since she'd displayed such affection with anyone. In private or public, she was beginning to become addicted fo the feeling. The feeling of your hot tears on her skin and she calmed you down, talked you through your problems.

It was electric, something shes never felt before.

"How about you...sleep."

Merlins words enchanted you. You fell into a deep slumber, only to wake up when she saw to it. While you feel asleep into a dream she created, she's going to take care of your problems. Her way.

"Ah, so the girls name is Carol...hm. Well she'll be dead by dawn, so it doesn't matter to me. As for her parents though, that'll be tricky. I cant kill them, but I can persuade them to 'calm down'."

She did just that, she found a lovely little dimension of flesh eating plants and threw your ex girlfriend in there. As for your parents.

"Hello, Mr and Mrs. [Last Name], I'm [Name] so to be wife. I'd like to spare a bit fo your time. Oh, you know who I am? Well that just makes this easier for me."

When you woke up you saw Merlin working on something. You couldn't quote tell what it was, but it seemed interesting. You groggily stood up and tried walking to her, but failed and fell into her arms.

She laughed. She wanted to catch you mid air and make you float, but seeing as you'd recently woke up, that wouldn't be very nice. She looks down at you with a smile you've never seen before. It was kinder than her past ones.

"I have something for you."

She hands you a golden ring. The words Property of Gluttony written in deep purple. You blushed, was this her proposing or a promise ring? You just left your old relationship it was too soon.

"This is the ring for our marriage in advance. I'm courting you, cherub. I have been, seeing as you and your past lover are done with, I thought I'd put my hat in the ring. Do you accept it?"

Of course you do. Why wouldn't you? It's not like a deep haze fell over you making you wonder if you were in control. No! You are most definitely into Merlin and this isn't a weird spell.

"Oh- really, cherub? Thank you! This is the best gift I could have ever been given...well exept your hand in marriage, but that can wait."

She gently kisses your forehead and leads you out of the room.

#lesbian #wlw #seven deadly sins #merlin x reader #gluttony #gluttony x reader #seven deadly sins gluttony #fluff #yandere month challenge #yandere gluttony #yandere gluttony x reader

[icantthinkyandere]

Hello! I hope that you are doing well. Can i request some hcs for a yandere draco (fgo), koyanskaya and proto merlin, please? If not please feel free to ignore this

I'm trying not to have spoilers, and I don't think I can do Draco since she's a JP locked servant. So, I'll be adding that to the rules since I lack knowledge of them. I'm not counting Lady Avalon since she's Proto Merlin and doesn't have a lot of differences from what I know.

{Yandere Koyanskaya}

Good job, you made everything 100 times worse by... somehow, catching her eye.

She is probably one of the worst yanderes to have in all of FGO. Whether you're the master of Chaldea or just a worker, she will make every Lostbelt she is in hell for everyone. Her main quest won't stop, of course. You're just a nice bonus for her.

She doesn't want anyone to know her attraction to you, of course. In the beginning, she barely believes she has feelings. During Anastasia, she thinks it's just hate for humans, that she wants you dead more than others. But every time she thought about her plan, she noticed that it kept changing to keep them alive.

They plans in question are not the best out comes for them. All of them make you more of a lap pet than actually a person. If more like when she does succeed and kidnap them from Chaldea, you won't see her a lot. She does care a lot and will baby you when she is around, but her mission is just as important to her. So, having her new beloved in a place she can control keeps her mind at ease.

There are two differences to this, the first being if you're just an employee or the master of Chaldea. If they're just an employee, she honestly won't believe Chaldea would bother saving you. Assuming that they would believe they're just dead since it's not like you'd be a useful hostage. This would make them easier to get since she has few expectations for anyone trying to help, as well her as keeping a lighter hold on you. [It's not that light, but still.]

If they're the master however, you're kept locked in a way it's hard for her to even get to you. She knows full well the moment she kidnapped them, Chaldea started making a plan to get them back. It makes her so paranoid that she'll get frustrated at how much she has to balance now. She doesn't regret it, though, and she's still confident she can take care of anything thrown at her.

{Yandere Proto Merlin/Lady Avalon}

Neither she nor anyone else knows when her feelings started, but a plan to get into a relationship was in motion the moment she was summoned. Being a yandere is very easy for Lady Avalon. Most people believe that she's just joking around and her attraction won't last long.

She uses her position as a powerful mage as a reason to get them alone under the idea of training. She doesn't immediately make these lesson secret surprise dates. They start as actual lesson that are very useful even with how challenging they can be. Slowly but surely, the learning part does fade out. With breaks becoming longer, whatever she's teaching is becoming both easier and less useful.

Once these lessons start shifting, they pretty much just become private hang out time. A big part of her plan is isolation and gaslighting. Why wouldn't others leave you two alone? She's giving you life or death lessons, missions keep getting more difficult, and those you go up against have many different abilities and strategies that can ruin everything if you're not ready.

You can't complain either. Weren't you the one who complained about how difficult and confusing her lessons were? She's giving you easier ones and longer break times because you asked her to. She's cares about your mental and physical health and is trying to tailor her lessons to you! Being a teacher is just as hard as being a student.

Since her past lesson took a lot of time, it was required to tell other servants that they just don't have the time at the moment to hang out. This had to happen so often that a lot of servants just stopped asking.

For those who didn't back off, she went to Da Vinci to ask her to tell others how important this was. And if they didn't work, she's given long and tiring lectures about how these are necessary and whatever else comes to mind until they agree out to make her stop.

No one's really aware that the lessons stopped weeks ago. They're private and important, needing everyone to not be near the training room or the master's bedroom. She wishes that the dates weren't just limited to holograms in the training room or long movie nights with the occasional rayshift. But it's better than nothing, either this or others butting into the relationship. Slow and steady wins the race after all, and she's already won.

#yandere fate grand order #yandere fgo #yandere lady avalon #yandere proto merlin #yandere prototype merlin #yandere koyanskaya

[fandoms-for-days2022]

Ships of mine in all my Fandoms

(Fandoms, that I have no ships in, will be excluded)

Ben 10

Bevin

Gwevin

Bnha

Bakudeku

Tododeku

Todobaku

Kiribaku

(Since I have too many bnha ships, I will make a separate post for that if anybody wants it <3)

Brooklyn 99

Peraltiago

Kevin/Holt

Dc (DCAMU + Young Justice + Comics)

SuperBat

BatJokes (Telltale games + Lego Batman versions only)

JayRoy

Timber

Damirae

Damijon

BluePulse

BirdFlash

Enola Holmes

HolmesBury

FNAF (security breach)

Freddy/Bonnie

Chica/Roxy

Foxy/Monty

Good Omens

Ineffable Husbands

Anathema/Newt

Haikyuu

Kagahina

Asanoya

Ukatake

Crowparents (Suga/Daichi)

Tall blonde/green bean (I forgot their names T^T)

Harry Potter

Drarry

Wolf star

Marvel

Time husbands

Winterfalcon

Stony

Stucky

Philinda

Fitzsimmons

Ironstrange

Peter/Mj (Tom Holland + Zendaya version)

Merlin

Merthur

Gwen/Morgana (nice Morgana)

Uther/superhell

Percival/Gwaine

Leon/a good immortal live because he deserves it

Lancelot/being able to be a knight for longer then a few episodes without dying

Miraculous

Marichat

Adrienette

Ladynoir

Lukadrien

Lukadrien Etta

Alyno

Multichat

Leila/fuel/fire/trash/anything flammable 🙃

Mlp

AppleDash (pony world)

FlutterDash (human world)

FlutterCord (pony)

Sunset/Flash (human)

Sherlock (bbc)

JohnLock

Mycroft/Lestrade

Supernatural

Destiel

Sabriel

Crobby

Tmnt (2012)

Casey/Donnie (because imagine + they deserve love)

Other canon ships not including the two above

Torchwood

Janto

Owen/Tosh

Gwen/Rys (although rys deserved better tbh)

Voltron

Klance

Shiro/Adam

Yandere Simulator

Ayano/Budo

Umeji Kizuguchi/Horuda Puresu

Yuri on ice

Victuuri

Yurio/Otabek

These are all my current ships that I will do headcanons of.

If there are any specific ships or fandoms that anyone would like me to do, please put them in the ask box. Thank you <3

#Ben 10 #bnha #brooklyn 99 #dcamu #enola holmes #good omens #haikyuu!! #harry potter #marvel #merlin bbc #miraculous #mlp #Sherlock #supernatural #tmnt 2012 #torchwood #voltron #yandere simulator #yuri on ice

[yanderedreamer]

Yandere Merlin / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: Merlin can be cruel if he wants to.

"You're quite the cunning one, aren't you?"

A smile that didn't seem quite typical of Merlin crawled over his lips as he pinned you on the ground. You flailed helplessly under his weight, and the Magus of Flowers merely chuckled at your pathetic attempts. Although he's slow at magic incantations, his rank B strength makes up for it and thus allowing him to physically overpower you.

Not that he couldn't bind you with his magic. He could do it easily if he wanted to, but he prefers getting physical in these struggles.

"It's been a while since I last met someone who can cause me a lot of trouble," he said, eyeing Medusa and Ozymandias who lay defeated around you, "It's smart of you to pit two Riders against a Caster like me. Such a shame that not everything went according to plan, my Hope of Avalon."

"Let me go! Or I'll use my Command Spell to return you to the Throne!" you angrily exclaimed, glaring up at him with your fists clenched. Merlin's smile widened as a shadow was cast over his eyes.

"Oh? Go on then," he said, knowing very well that you can't. His existence as your "Servant" isn't tied to Chaldea's summoning system, making your Command Spells useless against him; he's not dead and he can't die, so he has no place in the Throne of Heroes either. Before you could humour him with your futile attempt, a dark blur suddenly attacked him from the side which threw him off you.

"Do not lay your hands on Master," Medusa growled, assuming a battle stance with her twin daggers. As Merlin picked himself up from the ground, he wiped off the blood that trickled down his chin and summoned his staff.

"Kings, divine spirits... None of you will be allowed to stand in my path," he murmured, tapping his staff on the ground. A glowing pink glyph with floral patterns expanded beneath his feet, and your field of vision was soon obscured by pink flower petals. "It's time to wake up, (y/n)."

You suddenly awoke with a loud gasp as your eyelids flew open. The feeling of somebody's arm around you made you recoil, and before you could do anything else, your arms were pressed to your sides as Merlin hugged you tightly against his chest. The two of you were trapped in his tower in Avalon, and seeing the neverending blue sparkling with winter stars outside of your eternal prison reminded you that Merlin had already whisked you away to his sealed utopia at the end of the world.

"That felt more like a nightmare, didn't it?" he asked, laughing.

You didn't answer him. You didn't dare to move. All you could do was think about how cruel Merlin can be with his illusions.

"I don't particularly enjoy devouring your nightmares," he began, brushing away your tears that were rolling down your cheeks with faux kindness, "But being able to sense your fear and desperation to get rid of me is more exciting than I thought."

#✍️ : alice writes #yandere fate grand order #yandere fgo #fate grand order x reader #fgo x reader #yandere merlin #fgo merlin #fgo merlin x reader #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere x reader #gender neutral reader #master reader #tw: yandere

[somethings-monstrous]

Ummm..whatchya dooin'?👀

I just glanced up and...excuse you?

Apparently Merlin and Basil Pesto are hooking up now. Possibly dating?

The boy is in love.

(Also I'm washing my bedding, hence the stuffie chaos. Normally they are slightly less pile formation. I do need to reduce the number of plushies in the bed though. I'm not gunna, but I oughta.)

#I just realized Merlin is sitting on Oogie's face.. #and Basil is just like “you're so pretty” #possibly plotting Oogie's death though #he does have yandere vibes...

[anto-pops]

Possessive Touch - Sebastian Sallow x Female!Reader

Summary: Sebastian has never been the sharing sort. He was happy to loan people notes or quills, maybe even the occasional book from the Restricted Section. But not you. Never you. 

Alternatively summarized as Sebastian acting incredibly possessive after watching you hug someone else and then staking his claim on you the only way he can.

Word Count: 3.4k

Warnings: 18+, aged up characters, explicit sexual content, possessive behavior, rough sex, yandere!Sebastian

Locked away in my drafts for months and unearthed by this ask I received. Everyone say thank you anon

Full fic can also be found here on Ao3 (with better tags as usual)

There were a number of words you could use to describe Sebastian Sallow. He was smart, loyal, and daring, to name a few. As brave as any Gryffindor and as insightful as any Ravenclaw, he had many positive attributes that you found to be remarkable. But every coin had two sides, and as much as you admired his more positive attributes, he could also be equally callous, brash, and vindictive when circumstances called for it. His moods fluctuated frequently and gave you whiplash half the time, because more often than not– despite it being accidental– you had a tendency to be the root cause of his emotional turbulence. 

You hadn’t meant for your conversation with Ominis to last for so long, much less for it to cut into your allotted study time with your boyfriend. The Gaunt scion had, in a moment of weakness, confided in you about the burdens of his personal life with a kind of desolate demeanor that tugged at your heartstrings and made you genuinely feel bad for him. You had lent him your ear for nearly an hour, and eventually your shoulder as he came to rest his head against it to embrace you in thanks. It was simply you comforting a friend; offering him a brief moment of reprieve from the dreary thoughts that had plagued him for Merlin knew how long before the two of you had gone your separate ways. Nothing more, nothing less. 

It had apparently looked like something more to Sebastian, though. He had been watching from the end of the Dark Arts Tower corridor with narrowed eyes, jealousy burning in his veins as he took in the sight of his girlfriend holding his former best friend in a manner he deemed reserved for him and him alone. You didn’t know how much of the exchange he had actually witnessed, but all that mattered was that he had seen the two of you hugging. Wracked with a silent yet palpable fury, Sebastian had dragged you down the steps of the Undercroft before tossing you into the room without a second thought, your protests and justifications falling on deaf ears. 

A new word came to mind to describe Sebastian shortly thereafter. One that scared you as much as it excited you. 

Possessive. 

His fingers had branded you as he’d stripped you bare, pressing and pulling incessantly against your clothes until you were clad in nothing but your undergarments and left shivering under the intensity of his stare. He had stretched you out along the cool stone floor, his hands holding you down without a measure of care while he touched whatever parts of you he could reach. Your breasts were tender and sore by now– no doubt covered with tiny fingertip sized bruises from the sheer strength of his groping. His breathing was heavy and tinged with the occasional grunt when he shifted his hips over yours, the telling bulge in his trousers more than likely causing him discomfort, but he paid it no mind as he took his time focusing on you. An unmistakable wetness had gathered between your legs despite the depravity, and as much as you wanted to clench your knees together to ease the rampant ache there, Sebastian’s own leg between yours prevented you from doing so. 

He was toying with you, that much was certain, and he was enjoying every blasted second of it. 

In response to your absentminded squirming, Sebastian moved so his knee was nestled directly against your core, the sudden pressure causing you to gasp and arch beneath him. He took advantage of your closer proximity and looped his arm under your back, holding you flush to him with a desperate sort of yearning that made you dizzy, and the way he inhaled your scent before groaning was almost primal.

A choked moan slipped from your lips as Sebastian ducked his head into the crook of your neck to bite and suck fervently, the pain laced pleasure blinding you to his true motives, but not for long. There was no doubt in your hazy mind that he was behaving so brutishly in some attempt to remind you of who you belonged to. Leaving visible marks would only further his intentions, and you found yourself whimpering as you trembled against the floor. 

After he bestowed a particularly playful nip against your marked flesh, Sebastian sat back on his haunches to admire his handiwork, taking in the sight of you dazed beneath him. You made quite the pretty picture; skin flushed, hair mussed, and an eclectic assortment of finger shaped lesions decorating your neck, breasts, and thighs. The knowledge that they had been put there by him only appealed to him more, and Sebastian hummed appreciatively at the sight. 

You, on the other hand, were coiled tighter than a spring. The Slytherin man had been edging you like this for what seemed like an eternity, but it realistically could only have been half an hour or so. Time was something of an illusion at present, and all you could truly focus on was your ardent need for release. The fiery sensation that stayed stubbornly aflame in your lower stomach was beginning to drive you mad, and you gazed longingly up at Sebastian, who in turn bit his lip at your watery stare. 

“Please, Sebastian,” you implored him, voice catching. His hands trailed down your chest and over your pert nipples before eventually settling on either side of your waist. Then with a grip tighter than Devil’s Snare, he tugged you harder against his knee with a wicked smile, forcing a low groan from your throat in response to the friction that he seemed to revel in. “Please.”

“I don’t know what you’re begging for,” he admonished in a low voice. “You’re going to have to be more specific, darling.”

Fuck, he was still upset. That much was obvious to you. It was evident in his tone, in the way his fingers dug sharply into the skin of your lower back– but mostly it was his eyes. The usual spark that danced behind his irises when he was with you was dull, and his gaze was anything but soft. It was hard and unyielding, cold and unfeeling. You were going to have to talk your way out of this one. 

Licking your chapped lips, you did your best to still your writhing as you grit through your teeth, “I need you. I can’t take any more of this, please Sebastian.” 

Both of his hands left your waist then. One of them braced flat against the floor to support himself while the other curled under your neck, pulling your head off of the ground to press your forehead against his own. The unrelenting pressure against your cunt didn’t lessen as he hunched over you and forced you to stare directly into those dark, greedy eyes of his, and you whimpered pitifully beneath him as he took in the delicious expression you bore. “Is it really me you need, or would any man do, hm? Should I fetch Ominis? Let the two of you continue where you left off earlier? Or maybe you’d prefer Garreth instead– your standards seem to be all over the place, so I wouldn’t be surprised.” 

“N-No–” you stammered around the word when his fist clenched painfully in the hair at the nape of your neck. “Just you– only you– I swear, we were only talking earlier–”

“That’s not what it looked like from where I was standing…” he muttered darkly, releasing your head and letting it thunk back against the floor softly. His hand was akin to molten fire as it trailed along your clavicle before he moved his thumb to lightly brush across your bottom lip. You barely had time to take note of the movement before he dove forward to capture your lips in a heady, domineering kiss that stole your breath from you completely, and all you could do was mewl softly when you felt his tongue sweep along the inside of your mouth. Sebastian groaned into the kiss, cupping the side of your jaw with his hand as he shifted his knee away from your core to give him the space he needed to drop his hips and grind his solid manhood against your thigh. He broke away for a split second to breathe out, “Say it again.” 

It was hard to get a word out with how ferociously Sebastian was kissing you, but eventually his mouth trailed wetly to the side of your face to suck another mark into the skin below your ear, and you managed to gasp out, “Just you, Sebastian. There’s only you, I love you.” 

The sound of his nails scraping against the stone floor beside your head drew your attention, but before you could roll your head to look, he was sitting up once more with a new sort of emotion glinting in his eyes. Those brown orbs of his were no longer flat or cold and instead appeared to be scalding with blatant lasciviousness, his want for you as potent as Firewhiskey. 

Through hooded eyes you watched as Sebastian reached for his belt, the sound of metal and leather coming undone filling you with a kind of urgency that left you biting the inside of your cheek hard enough to draw blood. Finally he would give you what you wanted– what you’d been craving from the moment he stripped you bare and pinned you to the floor. The version of your boyfriend above you hurriedly shoving his pants down his hips was unfamiliar to you; he seemed wholly animalistic, driven forth by some inherent, primitive need to claim you all for himself, and as much as you loathed his inability to rein in his jealousy at times, an equally intrinsic part of you craved his possessiveness. 

You were his, and he was yours. 

Freed from the confines of his trousers, Sebastian knocked your legs to the side so he had more room to situate himself between them. He slid his knees under your bent legs, caging the limbs under his arms as he ran his calloused palms down the tops of your thighs and the head of his cock slid through the overwhelming wetness that had gathered at your center. The rampant ache in your stomach roared back to life tenfold at the mere feeling of his thick shaft, and you twitched in anticipation while Sebastian fixed his lustful gaze on you. 

“That’s right,” he started to slide into your wet heat as he spoke, your mouth falling open around an airy groan at the sensation of being filled. “You’re mine. Everything you have to offer is for me and me alone, don’t you ever forget it.” 

Sebastian was stretching you out torturously slow, stuffing every inch of himself into you with a measure of control that went against his earlier behavior. He was utterly transfixed as he watched your chest rise and fall with panted breaths, and when he finally bottomed out with his hips flush to the backs of your thighs, a wanton groan ripped from your throat as your head fell to the side. Your hand shot up to push back against his lower stomach– silently trying to convey that you needed a moment to adjust– but Sebastian merely pulled his hips back and plunged back in, drawing a keen whimper from you that lit a fire in his blood. 

Overwhelmed tears pricked at the corners of your eyes as you struggled to breathe through the sheer size of him breaching you, and you threw your arm over your face to hide the sudden flush you felt heating your cheeks. “S-Sebastian, I can’t– ah–” 

His hands slid down your thighs to grip at your waist once again, pulling you impossibly closer to grind against your ass before he began pumping into you steadily. It stole your breath– all of it; the angle, his bruising hold on you, his pulsing cock brushing against the deepest parts of you. It was exquisite agony, and a quivering moan tore from your lips when he leaned forward to spear downward into you, the head of his shaft hitting something that made you jolt against him. 

Your arm fell away from your face in that instant, your fingers scrambling for purchase against the stone floor beneath you, to no avail. “F-Fuck, you’re too much– Sebastian!” 

With your neck tipped back and your eyes squeezed shut, you felt Sebastian lean forward to brace his elbows on either side of your head before grasping your cheeks in his large hands. He lifted your skull from the ground and held your forehead to his again, prompting you to look at him as he slowed his pace. He continued to drive his hips into yours, but the mind numbing intensity had mercifully lessened. 

“You’ll never do this with anyone else,” he said brusquely, his breath fanning across your lips. You could only moan in response, especially when he started to grind against you after each plunge of his cock. “This is all for me– every bit of you was made for me– do you understand?” 

The grating moans that had been sounding from you transformed into gentler ones, Sebastian’s wave-like movements with his hips delivering tantalizing friction against your clit that had you melting beneath him. You nodded dumbly, and your boyfriend released your face to sit up so he could better watch as you fell apart under him. With one hand on your waist and the other propping him up, Sebastian held fast to you while he upped his tempo, pistoning his hips into you so fast and rough that the wet sounds coming from where you were connected were all you could hear. 

More choked whimpers cascaded from your lips, sounding like an angelic symphony as far as Sebastian was concerned, and he threw his head back as he got lost in the sensation of your velvety walls clamping down on his cock. You could tell he was close based on how ragged his breathing became, and your own looming climax frayed the remaining tethers of your self-restraint. You surrendered completely to him, relishing in the overwhelming fullness of him as well as the scrape of the stone floor against your shoulder blades. Pain faded into pleasure, the cold air of the Undercroft transformed into a blazing inferno, and you swore you had never been so thoroughly fucked in your life. 

When Sebastian’s gaze fell back on you, his eyes darkened and he practically snarled as he bent you clean in half. He nudged your knees over his shoulders so he could wrap his arms around you, burying his fingers in your hair and clenching the strands in his fists, and as he rammed his cock into you harder– more feral and beastly than ever– the air in your lungs was expelled with every intoxicating thrust. 

All you could see, smell, hear, and feel was him. He had effectively rendered you brainless as he claimed your mind, body, and soul, and the only thing you could do was submit to him and take it. 

Your clammy hands blazed a trail along his skin as you wrapped your arms around him, your nails digging into his back so hard that it had to sting– but if Sebastian’s throaty groan was anything to go by, he fucking loved it. 

“Gods, it’s so deep, isn’t it?” he asked you, the words coming out in-between panted breaths. A shiver ran up your spine at the thought before you clenched around him even more, the unmistakable feeling of his cock hitting your cervix making you see stars. “I’ll come inside– fill you up so good that you’ll walk out of here with it dripping down your legs. See what everyone else has to say about that.” 

You couldn’t even formulate a response. The most you managed was a witless, muffled cry of his name against his shoulder, the weight of him pressing down on you smothering any of the unintelligible noises that escaped you. His rapid, uncompromising pace drove you higher than you had ever thought possible, and your climax steadily built from a whisper to a deafening clamor. 

“Ah– Sebastian, please–” you babbled, spittle hanging from your lips as you begged. “Please, please, please–” 

The hands he had fisted in your hair tightened even more, prompting you to crane your neck back to ease the prickling feeling. “Please what? Come on darling, tell me what you want.” 

The bestial way Sebastian fucked into you intensified in that moment, his toes digging into the stone floor to lend him the support he needed to chase his own pleasure while simultaneously amplifying yours. It was too much– it felt too good– and you had to fight tooth and nail to get the words out before his efforts left you a useless, twitching pile of limbs beneath him. “Please, let me come!” 

“Swear that you’re mine,” he growled in your ear, the rough timbre to his voice making you tremble in earnest. “Tell me that no one else will ever have you like this– swear it.” 

“I s-swear– I swear it– I’m yours, Sebastian. Only yours, I swear, please please please– I swear–” 

Sebastian said nothing else, instead rewarding your admission with a toe-curling roll of his hips as he plunged in all the way to the hilt. He kept moving like that, the chill-inducing friction against your clit combined with his sinfully precise, cervix-kissing thrusts more than enough to drag your finish from you. Your walls fluttered around him as you lost control of your voice, your entire body quaking and jolting as an assortment of moans, cries, and and airy gasps poured from your throat. 

“Fuck–” Sebastian swore roughly, both of his hands abandoning their hold on your hair to brace against the floor to better support his body as you seemingly sucked him in deeper. “Good girl, fuck– I’m close. You're going to take it all, yeah?”

There wasn’t a chance in hell you could respond– not that Sebastian was waiting for you to. With a husky groan, he pushed himself as deep into you as he could go, getting a few last thrusts in before he bottomed out and unraveled. Hot, potent strings of his seed painted your insides, causing your eyes to roll back in your head before he began rutting and grinding his hips into you to milk as much of himself as he could. You could barely hear him mumbling for you to take it all– not that it was even up for debate– and when he finally relented and stilled his movements, you were too dazed to so much as glance at him. 

A warm, featherlight feeling brought you back to the present after a couple of heated moments. Sebastian’s hands brushed a few stray strands of hair away from your forehead, his eyes unapologetically roving over you as he took in the sight of your fucked-out expression. He seemed pleased with himself, a barely there smirk revealing itself as he dropped his hand to your waist to dig his fingers into the bruised skin there. You inhaled sharply, but beyond that, you didn’t so much as wince. You were far too weary for that. 

“In the future,” he started to say as he rocked forward, pressing his still-hard length into you briefly before withdrawing halfway, only to repeat the motion again. “I’d rather you keep your hands to yourself when you’re with your ‘friends’. Especially where Ominis is concerned…” he trailed off, his hands skimming along all the love-bites and bruises that littered your body. “That is, unless you want more reminders as to who it is exactly you’re dating.” 

One look into Sebastian’s dark, piercing eyes told you that he wasn’t bluffing at all. You already knew that he was more than willing to stake his claim on you should the need arise, and part of you even wondered if he would have the decency to do so in private next time. 

Next time? Would there even be a next time? He had certainly made his point.

The pleasant ache that lingered throughout your body had you second guessing yourself, however, and you honestly wondered if it would be worth it to rile Sebastian up again in the future. As terrifying as the thought was, you couldn’t help but entertain it as you smiled up at him innocently, a flurry of unholy visions racing through your mind as you relished in the possessive way he continued to touch you. 

When he began to move his hips again, you decided to label the notion as a ‘maybe’ for now. Clearly he was far from finished with you, and despite the mildly terrifying side of him you had just been made privy to, you couldn’t help but shudder in anticipation. 

Maybe rousing the sleeping dragon again wouldn’t be such a terrible thing… right?

#sebastian sallow #sebastian sallow smut #sebastian sallow x you #sebastian sallow x reader #sebastian sallow x female!reader #sebastian sallow oneshot #hogwarts legacy #hogwarts legacy fanfic #hogwarts legacy fanfiction #hogwarts legacy oneshot #my writing #I can't even remember what prompted past me to write this depravity all those months ago but honestly. she was onto something

[hp-hcs]

green eyed monster (part one of two) — yandere! jealous! fwb! theodore nott x gn! drunk! dumbass! slytherin! reader

theo’s just like…randomly the king of consent here? idk but i’m here for it!!! 👑

reader is like, really pushy, even when theo says no? like, it’s lowkey a side eye, ngl. but i asked my allo boyfie, and he said it was pretty par for the course for a drunk person to act this way so idfk 🤷 lemme know y’all

no actual smut yet! that’s in part two, which i’ll do my best to finish soon!

warnings: it’s literally just talking about sex for 1k words,❗️reader just sort of completely ignores the word no❗️, reader is under the influence of alcohol, threats of violence to reader, one minor instance of slut shaming, possessive/jealous behavior, underage drinking/teen partying

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“Hi, Teddy! D’you wanna hook up?”

Theodore blinked as you stumbled your way through the Slytherin party’s crowds over to him. “Y/n, you’re drunk.”

“So?”

“So I’m not going to sleep with you,” he said plainly, narrowing his eyes in confusion. “You can’t consent right now.”

You shrugged. “No worries. I can go find someone else.”

“No. You can’t consent to them either. C’mon, let me walk you back to your dorm,” Theo sighed, ruffling your hair and plucking the plastic cup from your fingers before chucking it in the trash.

“Oh, c’mon, Teddy- even if I can’t have fun with you, I still want to have some,” you whine, pouting at him. He rolled his eyes and started leading you through the crowded common room by the hand he had splayed across your lower back. “C’mon, Teddy. D’you at least know where Mattheo is?”

But the sound of another guy’s name coming out of your mouth immediately caused Theo’s calm and caring demeanor to shift into a hate-filled scowl as he stopped dead in his tracks and snatched up your jaw in his free hand. “Y/n. Don’t you dare. He’s off limits.”

“…Huh?” You blinked.

“Circe- do I have to dumb it down for you? If you do anything with Mattheo, I swear on my mother’s grave, I’ll make you regret it,” he hissed at you, grabbing your tie and tugging you forward. “Fuck, if you so much as look at Riddle—let alone touch him—I’ll carve out your fucking eyes. Got it?”

“Shit, alright, well- if not Matty, then Enz, I guess,” you suggested, entirely unperturbed by the threat.

Theodore was practically seething. “You’d try to whore yourself out to Enzo too? No. He’s also off limits.”

You startled at his sudden aggression. “Uh- Blaise…?”

“Off. Limits.”

“Even Malfoy?”

“Everyone.”

“Potter?”

Theo’s eyes narrowed. “Anyone you’ve ever met, or anyone I’ve ever met, or anyone I see on the street is off limits.”

“Does that include you?” You asked dumbly, your eyebrows furrowing in confusion.

“What do you fucking think, darling?” He snapped, grabbing your hand and yanking you through the common room and down the hall.

“Ooh, somebody’s jealous,” you said in a singsong voice, grinning at him.

Theo sighed, his anger quickly evaporating at the sight of your dumb drunken smile. “Yeah, yeah. Shush.” He rolled his eyes fondly.

You both walked in a comfortable silence for a moment before you piped up again. “This ain’t the direction to my dorm.”

“No, I’m taking you back to mine. Don’t get your hopes up-” he added quickly when he saw you perk up with a tipsy grin. “We’re literally just going to sleep in the same bed.”

Your grin fell into another pout. “Dick.”

“That’s exactly what I’m not giving you.”

You giggled and leaned heavily against him as he unlocked his dorm door and ushered you inside.

“Theo- c’mon, your bed’s right there,” you pleaded.

“Yeah, and you’re going to fall asleep in it. That’s it.”

“Motherfucker- c’mon,” you whined. “Damn you for being so fuckin’…morally good an’ shit.”

“Don’t be a brat, Y/n.”

“Oh, shut up, bitch.”

Theo closed his eyes and let out a slow breath through his teeth. “I swear to Merlin- once you’re sober, I’m going to fuck that attitude right out of you.”

“Promise?” You asked cheekily, reaching out to smooth a hand over his chest.

“Salazar, you’re lucky you’re drunk right now,” he grumbled, batting your hand away and holding onto the sides of your shoulders to steady you before letting go to dig through his closet. He returned a second later to tug off your clothes and trade them out for one of his tshirts and a pair of his sweatpants (much to your dismay, as you’d been hoping for more to happen when he began undressing you).

Theo helped you into bed, pulling up the covers around you. He climbed into his bed behind you and wrapped both arms around your waist, burying his face into the curve of your neck. It would’ve been a sweet gesture, if his grip wasn’t painfully tight and possessive.

He stroked your hipbone with his thumb and pressed a kiss to the back of your neck. “Now go to sleep, tesoro.”

“M’kay,” you yawned. “G’night, Teddybear.”

“Goodnight, my pretty idiot.”

#harry potter #hp #fuck jkr #x reader #theodore nott #theodore nott x reader #hp x gn reader #hp x male reader #x male reader #theo nott #yandere theodore nott #theodore nott smut #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x male reader #x gn reader #gn reader #x gender neutral reader #gender neutral reader

[theinnerunderrain]

Turmoil at Sea [Yan!Merman x Fem!Reader]

Warnings/tags: Yandere themes, description of violence, I saw a video of orcas hunting and wanted to write something abt it, disturbing content.

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"Marlin."

With a shaky voice, you called out to the merman lurking beneath the dark depths of the water. Your eyes danced wildly along the watery surface, desperately seeking a glimpse of him.

"Please come out. You're scaring me."

On hands and knees, you clung to the meager wooden surface that barely qualified as a makeshift raft, the sole lifeline between you and the vast expanse of the ocean. The survival itself was a stroke of fortune, remnants of a shipwreck etching haunting memories – cannon balls piercing through ship walls, the frantic cries of the crew in a desperate quest for safety.

"Marlin!"

You attempt once more, your voice rising in volume and gaining a sharper edge. Splashes of water collide with the raft, showering your bare ankles. The once elegant gown, worn for your birthday celebration, now serves as your sole source of warmth. Your left thigh is wrapped in makeshift bandages fashioned from scattered scarves found amidst the vast sea. Slowly edging toward the raft's edge, you strained to peer through the dense water veil, only to be met with an impenetrable darkness that revealed nothing but a faint reflection of yourself. With eyes reddened, pallid skin, and hair beginning to knot after enduring two weeks adrift at sea, your physical state mirrored the harshness of your oceanic ordeal. The scent that clung to you was a noxious blend of fish and seaweed, the very sustenance provided by the merman. Surprisingly, you marveled at your resilience, having somehow endured the consumption of raw, uncooked meat without succumbing to its potentially fatal consequences.

Abruptly, a hand emerged from beneath the water, prompting you to swiftly retreat to the safety of the raft's center. The owner of the hand revealed himself to be none other than the merman, Merlin, whose expression conveyed clear disdain. His hand extended, torso flat against the raft's surface, and intense ocean eyes locked onto you.

"..M..Marlin."

He remains unresponsive to the sound of your name, his long blue tails faintly visible as they linger within the water. After a moment of uninterrupted gaze, he finally speaks, his voice flowing like a smooth seam of silk, captivating in its beauty. The sunlight above did little to forsake his beauty; instead, it gracefully highlighted his features, casting an enchanting aura that rendered him majestic, akin to a water nymph.

"Do you truly despise me that much?"

"What..?"

A bitter laugh escapes him as he withdraws his hand, crossing his elbow to rest his chin against his forearm. His dark hair cascades down, lightly sticking to his chin, a subtle dampness lingering. One can't help but marvel at how a being like him manages to thrive in the frigid waters, contemplating the preservation of his skin and hair—unchanged and undamaged, a testament to their enduring beauty.

"You've proven yourself quite clever, manipulating me into scavenging for food. Quite the strategist, aren't you?"

"I do not understand.."

Your brows furrow slightly at his words, perplexed by the notion that you might be using him to scavenge for food. After all, it was he who volunteered to assist you, the one who rescued you from the wreckage and gently placed your body onto the raft. During the night of the celebration, you discerned his presence beneath the water, catching a fleeting glimpse of his exquisite tail. Despite your observation, your crewmates dismissed him as a mere swordfish or dolphin, oblivious to the captivating mystery that lingered beneath the waves.

"You're exploiting me for your survival, only to abandon me once other humans come to your rescue, aren't you?"

"Certainly not! Once I set foot on solid ground, I am determined to find every possible way to express my gratitude for your kindness."

He scoffed at your words, finding your naivety simultaneously endearing and tinged with folly. Your captivating gaze drew him in, becoming the sole reason Marlin chose to rescue you amidst the entire ordeal. Although not inherently fond of humans, he found solace in the radiant brightness and warmth emanating from your eyes—a quality seldom witnessed through the eyes of pirates or the sailors he had encountered along his journey.

"Do you genuinely think fellow humans would permit such a scenario? If anything, they'll likely exploit that pretext as justification to pursue and hunt me down."

You dismiss his words with a subtle shake of your head, lips forming a tight line as you attempt to speak over him, any method to reason with him.

""Don't worry. I'll reassure them that you pose no threat. I can even persuade my father to consider implementing legislation concerning the pursuit of seamen!"

"My dearest human, it's not as straightforward as it may seem. Even if your father possessed the authority to enforce such a rule, do you believe those who exploit my kind for gain would genuinely adhere to it?"

"B..but it truly is!"

"It is not."

""Marlin, if you assist me in finding my way home, I am prepared to fulfill any wish or desire you may have forsaken. I give you my word—I am willing to do anything."

Marlin fixed his gaze upon you, his laughter crackling as if your words were nothing more than a comedic jest. Your face flushed with embarrassment, the dignity befitting a lady tarnished and mocked amidst the vastness of the ocean. After a few moments, Marlin succeeded in stifling his laughter, pressing his head onto the wooden surface of the raft. He pushed himself up, grinning at you once more.

"Given your persistent stance and reluctance to reconsider, it appears you are determined to return to your modest homeland."

He inhales deeply, then eases himself off the raft, submerging more than half of his body in the sea. His head emerges as the sole visible part, and his long, dark hair ripples in the water, reminiscent of the seaweed depicted in the textbooks you frequently borrowed from the library.

"Well. You leave me with no other choice."

He gracefully plunges back into the water, his form seamlessly vanishing into the azure depths. Your fist tightens as you attempt to fathom his intent, but before clarity settles, he emerges near you. His tail propels a considerable amount of water, conjuring a substantial wave that gracefully cascades onto the raft, drenching everything. A surprised yelp escapes you as the water meets your palm, and you swiftly realize you're gradually sliding toward the edge.

You successfully maintain composure for most of the ordeal, believing his juvenile outburst had concluded. However, your apprehensions materialize as you witness him rapidly approaching, his tail propelling him through the water with increased speed. The waves generated this time are more substantial, causing the raft to sway significantly. As the waves hit and water infiltrates beneath the raft, your last semblance of remaining afloat teeters.

It's over.

A second scream escapes your throat as the waves crash around you. The raft, teetering slowly, slips from your grasp, and you plummet into the cold embrace of the ocean. The frigid water engulfs your senses as you struggle to stay afloat, the taste of salt seeping into your mouth and nose, inducing a stinging sensation. Despite the pain, your eyes stay open, but water bubbles cloud your vision, leaving you disoriented in the underwater turmoil.

"[First Name]."

Even as the water filled your ears, a cold hand firmly gripped your torso, preventing you from descending deeper into the ocean's depths. Through your hazed vision, a pair of bright blue eyes and a mop of dark hair came into view, confirming that it was Marlin who held you.

"..N...No..!"

Your attempts to speak result in nothing but muffled cries, your struggle to wriggle free and rise toward the air and sunlight impeded by his unrelenting grip. Your body yielded to an inexplicable force, surrendering to his control like an underwater puppet. In a fleeting instant, a sensation of cold and softness grazed your lips. Uncertain in your disoriented state, you couldn't be sure if it was Marlin's lips pressing against yours, but the moment lingered in a haze of confusion.

As time slipped away, the diminishing air began to weigh on you, involuntarily coaxing your mouth open and allowing water to seep into your lungs. Your ears, now entirely filled with water, rendered Marlin's words muffled and distant.

Observing your distress, Marlin placed an additional hand on your stomach. His fingers, accompanied by sharp nails, delicately traced along your bare skin, adding an unsettling dimension to your already harrowing struggle. As the sands of time trickled away, you strained to discern the letters, your grasp on survival slipping through the narrowing hourglass.

The first letter being, "I". You could feel Marlin pulling you deeper into the ocean.

The second letter being, "L". The salt in your lungs were too much to bear.

The third letter being, "O". You can't see a single thing, your vision being nothing but complete darkness.

The fourth letter being "V". Oh God, you're going to die.

Before comprehension could settle, your body succumbed, surrendering to the relentless force of the deep. As your consciousness slipped away, the haunting echo of those unfinished letters lingered in the underwater silence.

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