#14dwy fanfiction

[lunaekalenda]

Oh my gosh I’m literally blushing at that Ren scenario you wrote *o* There’s finally some content for him here yayayay! Thank you for your service XD And now that I’ve read it at least 12 times, its got me wondering… What if Ren was watching us threw our webcam as well? especially during some intimate moments… *///* How would he react?

aaaa hihi thank you so much omg! and that's a pretty interesting request! got a little excited writing m sorry 🥹

♡ minors don't interact ♡ warnings: obssesion, voyeurism, spying, non-consensual filming, solo fun from both sides♡

Hacking a webcam is one of Ren's talents - none of the ones he's gonna show you, of course.- He only needs a pair of clicks, some connection to your network and there he is, a seat on first-row to your room.

You have various bad habits he could even number, being the first one leaving always the webcam on, and the laptop on resting mode. He's not gonna complain, though. If you shutted everything down, he wouldn't be able to see you. And, of course, to enjoy the private show you put for him everyday without knowing it.

Today, he has been watching you on your desk, doing literally nothing for almost half an hour. You've been with your phone - how did you dare not text him first? he'll have to take the first step again.- and doodling something on your notebook before getting up and walking away.

Your dinner time, he knows it. You will appear shortly with a plate with some food on it. Excitement starts to knot on his stomach. He knows what comes next. After your dinner. You will undress, so slowly and so delicate in front of the camera, to take a towel and go showering. It gives him twenty minutes of free imagination of your body in the shower, using that cherry shampoo you always use, and the cinammon gel he was able to smell on you a couple times.

He watches you eating, and even when he wants you to finish the damn plate and already put your ass to the shower, there's something relaxing about seeing you like this. It's almost like an online date, he thinks. He wouldn't mind to have this view every single dinner and lunch of his life. Like right now. Just you two.

The food is gone sooner than he expected, or maybe he was too concentrated on how your lips licked away some sauce on the corners of your mouth. He can't be happier when you come back after leaving the plate on the kitchen again, entering with the t-shirt already lifted. Lifted like his, because that's the best way to find his black pants waistband. He laughs for himself. He feels so lucky to be able to see this.

The proceedment is always the same: t-shirt, pants, bra and panties. It's automatic, both for you to undress and for him to pay attention to the next uncovered part. He gets specially impatient when your hands reaches your back to unbutton the bra, sometimes, with difficulty. He has tried to do and undo a bra he stole from you so many times... He could so easily take it away from your body, even getting a free hand to check how wet you are. What a shame he's not the one there, with you, and just a damn webcam. He would take his time with you, marking and bitting. Sadly, you're so quick undressing that he has no choice more than to please himself with the little he sees, and thinking of you on the bathroom, next door to your bedroom. Do you think about him too? He's curious about that. He would love to know it. Maybe you do.

Your name escapes as little moans from his mouth, even when he's still bitting his t-shirt to keep it away. He has still time to finish, passing pics of you on his phone to keep his imagination more vivid. But water stops suddenly, as his movements do. Just ten minutes? That short? He's used to hear your shower for more time... Why dis you stop so suddenly?

You come back to the room under his lovingly gaze, full of lust and the reflection of the screen on his pale eyes as he observes, water pearls disappearing on your towel, long enough to cover some sensitive parts he would like to see. You sit on the bed, right in front of the webcam, right in front of him.

Taking your phone, you quickly type something. "Hey, I've been busy, sorry." That's the message that pops on his phone. Still with his shirt between his teeth, his hand busy inside of his pants and the other one taking the phone, he gets strangely happy. You sent him a message! He lets the t-shirt fall as he writes quickly an answer with both thumbs.

"No worry, angel. I mean, we all are busy sometimes :3"

You smile at the reply. "Can we go grab a chocolate tomorrow?" his heart races. He sends a single "Sure!" before smiling towards the laptop. He's so happy, oh, godess... He was gonna see you tomorrow in any way, but this is different... You want to see him. No stalking to arrange meetings, no webcams.

You lie on your bed, phone against your chest, smiling, even when he's unable to see more than your crossed legs and the end of your towel. It's a subtle movement, but he notices it, of course he does: you put your phone away as you hand sneaks down, above the towel. There's no way... There's no fucking way he's gonna watch you doing that. It's his lucky day for sure... He gets a date with you and, now, he's gonna watch you in such an intimate moment.

His teeth bite the shirt stronger, as his hand sneaks again on his pants, but this time, to help himself getting more comfortable by putting then down. You unknot the towel, taking it away from your body, and Ren moans with the view. Damn, you just look so amazing for him... So kisseable, so little... He would spend whole hours with your body if you let him, until your voice breaks and you're nothing more than a mess that can't stand by itself. One of your hands dives down your legs as the other stays on your chest.

"Like that, angel." he praises, even when you're not there, and you can't listen him. Little whimpers can be caught by the webcam as Ren gets the most glorious view when you put both legs on the bed, opening them just for him to see. "You're doing so well for me." his voice is deep and full of desire as his hand keeps making wet sounds in fast pace. The fingers of his free hand are quick to enter a command on his computer and, voilá, he's recording it. Would he let an opportunity like this disappear? Of course not. He'll treasure this video, and, of course, use ot for his own enjoyment. He cannot get you -yet, because he will.- but he can daydream about fucking you. His hand lazily imitates the pace of yours, long and slow strokes that make him sigh with pleasure. He puts the volume on his headphones higher. He wants to be able to listen every single moan, whimper and sound of your little fingers. But, instead, he gets something way better.

"R-Ren..."

His eyes open with surprise as he lets a groan escape. He's not gonna last long now that he knows you're thinking about him as well. That you're having such dirty fantasies about him. Do you understand him? Do you understand how bad he needs to pin you down to that bed and make your body remember his?

"Damn, angel... Keep calling me." his voice sounds breathless, as his hand goes faster and faster, keeping an eye on the rythm you're using. He wants you both to finish together. "Say it again..."

It would be the last push he needs. Hear you calling his name again, whimpering, asking him to go faster. Even on his wildest fantasies, he never imagined you would sound so lovely moaning for him and just for him.

Because you're thinking about him.

After some minutes, where your moans get mixed with his whimpers and his strokes go at the same time of your fingers, both of you cum together, your thighs pressed and his hand squeezing painfully good his lenght, as both of you try to calm your breaths. Fuck, he's so horny again just thinking of you...

You both want each other, and Ren's gonna force destiny, quickly putting your number oh his phone and calling.

"H-hey... I was thinking we could watch some films in your apartment... I-If you want!" there it is, the sweet and shy Ren that didn't masturbate to you. The innocent guy that never does nothing. The grin on his face, as his tongue licks his lips, is a clear sign of how his mind is trying to make up an excuse to end between your sheets with him on top of you.

#ren/[redacted] x reader #ren x y/n #ren x you #ren x reader #ren 14dwy #ren 14 days with you #14dwy x reader #14dwy fic #14dwy fanfiction #14dwy headcanons #14dwy #help this man has me down bad

[myfavoritesstuff]

Visual Novels & Webtoons

Note: Please do not read if you are not okay with yandere tendencies or violence!

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Dreaming Freedom

Nothing yet

The Kid at the Back

Nothing yet

The Coffin of Andy and Leyley

“Your Andy”

Possession from Within

“Yes, We Really Do” (smut)

14 Days with you

Nothing yet

Mushroom Oasis

Nothing yet

A Date with Death

Nothing yet

Favor

Embrace of Shadows (smut)

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[mymelloii]

Random Ren/Redacted HCs

---Minors/Ageless blogs DNI---

CW: Mentions of gore and stalking

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Ren has his eyes and mind on you 24/7, on the days you stay home so does he. Whenever you go out, whether it's with friends or to run errands he's always trailing close behind; far enough not to be noticed, but close enough to protect his angel.

-If you ever have the misfortune of coming across a creep during one of your walks, he'll promptly drag them into an ally way and give them the ass whopping of a lifetime before they can do any harm towards you. Typically he wouldn't even allow those types of people to approach you, let alone gaze at you, but on the rare occasion that someone does cat call you or even tries to touch you he'll bash their head into some good ol' concrete; without you noticing of course.

On the days you stay home are probably his favourites, he gets to watch you all day, doing your morning routine, while you busy yourself with your hobbies, or better yet watch tv/your preferred streaming service. As you lounge on your couch Ren is watches you through the camera he installed in your living room. Meticulously watching each and everyone of your reactions. Whenever you laugh so does he, if you start to cry or tear up, so will he. His emotions are practically interconnected with yours.

-His PC setup isn't anything notable, despite the fact he has 3 monitors, the first one capturing you, the one next to it being all open tabs of all your social media accounts, and the last one being work related or his screen saver of you. He has a simple wooden desk with a gaming chair, no RGB- though, he might have one of those mouse pads with a character that eerily resembles you.

Whenever he works, he loves having you on his main monitor; it truly makes him feel like your there with him. If he's alone, which is most of the time he is, he'll find himself talking to himself. Each topic of conversation is always about you, he's either commenting about how amazing you look today, or praising you for the littlest things. In his eyes everything you do is nothing less than perfection.

-Although he has a playlist of his own he loves listening to any and all of your favourite songs, doesn't matter what genre it may be he's all up on that shi. Extra points if it's romantic. He'll go on a daydream about you, imaging you, how whenever you listen to the song you can't help but to think about him and how your chest tightens up at the mere thought of him; as he feels with you. He knows every song in your playlist and all the lyrics to your favourite songs. Maybe one day you'll notice him and make a playlist just for him.

This one is less serious but as mentioned before on the 14DaysWithYou blog Ren had a red room phase. Though it was short lived I like to image that while he was selling the parts he obtained totally humanely that he often added a thank you note and one of those cute freebies you get whenever you buy from an Etsy shop. The note reading "Thank you for supporting my small business. Your patronage means everything to me! (*^_^*)" ITS SO DUMB DJKSDUVI

-In canon, he is extremely apathetic towards everyone with the exception of you. Which also makes him extremely accommodating towards your needs, he knows all your struggles even if you haven't voiced them to him yet. He accepts you and your struggles, no matter how big they may be; he'll always find a way to help you. This could be helping you with work, making or ordering special meals for you or simply listening to you vent. Whether it's mental or physical to him your health and happiness is his main priority.

Which leads me to that while he may be exceptionally caring, he's also remarkably jealous, towards everyone and everything that catches your attention. Now, he would never do anything that will harm you, but he's not above harming or black mailing others that get closer than he's comfortable with. Could be a coworker or a friend that is getting a bit too friendly with you which will enable him to scour every crevice of the internet to find any dubious rumors or photos including them. He'll also hack into their phone and go through their internet history and photos for more evidence against them. He'll then DM them through one of his burner accounts and present everything he found and threaten to leak all their information on multiple threads. Moth watch out 😨

-If the subject of your affection happens to be an animal or a stuffed animal he obviously can't go through those lengths. Although he would get jealous if he sees you cuddling with your pet instead of him he knows that the affection you feel is different and will opt to plopping himself next to you and proceed to get extremely clingy. He doesn't mind sharing you with any of your non-human companions as long as he stays yours.

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I haven't wrote in a while so srry if there's any run-on sentences + it's late so SPARE ME. Again these are all headcanons and if you wish to find canon content of 14DYW visit here, as well as to remember and respect the creators wishes and boundaries ^^

Side note I plan on writing more so if you have any suggestions please let me know! I haven't made a list of my do's and don'ts but please don't get offended if I don't take your suggestion!

#14dwy ren #14dwy #14 days with you #14 days with you ren #14dwy redacted #ren 14 days with you #14 days with you fanfiction #14dwy x reader #yandere #yandere visual novel #please dont flop

[mycryptidisqueererthanyours]

[Redacted] Hanahaki AU

Hunched over the sink, [Redacted’s] body trembled as familiar pain blazed through him, before being overwhelmed by familiar nausea. Familiar tears streamed down his face, as he ducked his head and retched. He seized and writhed as he threw up, vomit and blood pooling in the sink, clinging to skin in a way that made him want to claw it off. 

‘Angel,’ he croaked, voice reverent almost as if he were in prayer. But they couldn’t hear him here. And, even if they could, what could they do? Hold his hair back? ‘They could love me. They could love me like I love them,’ he whispered to the empty room, with its cold, empty countertops.

After being sick a few more times and finally being reasonably certain that he wasn’t going to be again, they peered into the basin below. Although he already knew what to expect, his doctors always advised him to confirm before doing anything else. Sure enough, hidden amongst his filth, stained white petals shone through. 

Despite their beauty, what they symbolised or - rather - who, he couldn’t help but breathe out a pained swear. Almost entire Brugmansia Arborea or angel’s trumpet blooms were coagulated in the sink, baptised in ugly shades of browns and reds. He had tainted them, as he always did. 

He reached up to open the mirrored medicine cabinet but his reflection gave him pause. God, he looked like shit, covered in assorted bodily fluids, eyes haggard and hair ill-kept. He needed a shower, badly. He tranced a hand over the scar on his chest, like it could in any way quell the lingering pain. It never did. 

Especially with how fully formed the flowers were, they might have to crack open his ribs and clear out his lungs again within the year and he’d barely recovered from the previous round of surgery. 

[Redacted] knew how unusually severe their case was. How - no matter how many times they operated on him - they just couldn’t fully eradicate the roots that were so deeply enshrined in his flesh, how it only ever seemed to progress faster each time, how their beautiful petals secreted sweet poison but he would sooner die than give up on his Angel.

His Angel would reciprocate in time. He’d make sure of it.

They opened the cabinet and grabbed a new needle. He checked the packaging for the dosage of physostigmine, as he always did in case it had magically changed in his sleep (it hadn’t), before peeling the needle open and filling it. Finally, with ill-deserved tenderness, he lined the needle up with his arm and gritted his teeth. 

This part always hurt. 

@14dayswithyou because I think I saw somewhere where they said they like being @ ed but I can remove it if that’s what they’d prefer

#first post #hello would you like some pain with that pain #why am i doing this #because i can #suffer #ren 14dwy #ren 14 days with you #redacted 14dwy #redacted 14 days with you #angst #hanahaki au #I was going to write a full fic where Angel fell in love with [Redacted] curing their symptoms but i got lazy #sorry #so feel free to imagine them riding [Redacted's] motorbike arms wrapped around him and just thinking 'I love you' #fanfiction because I'm too lazy to come up with more of my own original characters #I have too many already running amok in my brain as is #14dwy #14 days with you

[oattslove]

expect some ren/redacted smut either tomorrow or over the weekend bc brain rot and bc IM TIRED 😔

#x reader #oattslovewrites #fanfiction #yandere x reader #14 days with you x reader #14dwy x reader #14 days with you

[callofbabythulhu]

Prologue: The Village and The Witch

This is the introductory prologue to an AU fanfiction of @14dayswithyou​.

CW: Strong language, religious imagery, bugs (like loads of em), most possibly OOC for Rendacted, not proofread

Word count: 1.1k

Witches. Wicked creatures that have made a deal with the devil to gain powers that no human should have. They live amongst the people, hidden in plain sight and conducting their sinister rituals in secret.That is what every hunter of the church is taught from the very beginning. However there are witches that decide to seclude themselves from society and live in the wild. More dangerous and powerful than any other witch they are said to drive a man mad just by looking at them. So it was no surprise that a small village at the edge of a bog petitioned for the church’s help when one such wild witch was spotted in the area. 

A month after the letter had been sent a young man arrived by coach. He was dressed in a long leather coat with belts across his chest and waist. A small silver cross dangled from the brim of his hat and underneath was a head of long black hair, tied into a ponytail. A pair of sharp, icy-blue eyes glanced about as the villagers started to assemble around him. A stout old man with bushy gray eyebrows made for the head of the crowd and looked at the presumed witch hunter in front of him. He was young, too young in the elder’s eyes and he made his doubts known. A soft smile graced the young man’s lips but it did not reach his eyes. “I assure you that I am quite capable despite my age. No need to worry yourselves.” 

A grumble escaped the old man who still seemed to doubt that someone of such a tender age could be any good in hunting a dangerous witch. “Well if you say so, son. Is just…we expected someone with a few more years under their belt.” A low mumbling of agreements were heard from the villagers and the hunter’s eyes twitched. “I guarantee that no witch stands even a remote chance against me. I have been training since childhood and have burned a fair share of the wicked creatures by now.” His blue eyes met the older man’s gaze who instinctively took a step back. “Duly noted. My name is Hanstrum. I run this village. May we know your name, so- sir?” The young man’s eyes softened just a bit as a satisfied smirk formed on his lips. “You may call me Ren. Now tell me about that witch of yours.” 

He was led to the small chapel in the center of the village and Hanstrum went inside to tell the hunter what had taken place over the last couple of months.

It all started harmless enough. A few missing chickens and other livestock, stolen crops and destroyed gardens. Nothing that couldn’t have been caused by the wildlife in the nearby bog. What alarmed the villagers however was the woodcutter’s son going missing for almost 3 days before returning shaken and muttering something about moving trees and swarms of insects. Only one thing could be made out for certain from the boy's mad ravings. He had spotted a hut deep in the swamp and after spending the night in there he saw someone by the fire pit outside of it. He tried to sneak away but after stepping on a branch and being spotted all he could remember was the buzzing of bugs and him running for his life.

The old folk were sure that it had to be a witch and wanted to call on the church then and there but the woodcutter wanted to take matters into his own hands and assembled a party of able bodied men to seek the hut out and burn the witch. No one could get any information of where the location of the hut was out of the boy. All he kept saying was flowers and bugs so that is what the men used to search. However as night began to fall they were still no closer to finding anything and under the light of a fire they discussed what to do next. There in the firelight they saw her. In the tree line not far away a pair of golden eyes was staring at them. The men gave a start and when the witch raised her hand and hissed in their direction they ran as fast as their feet could carry them back to the village. 

The call for aid was sent after they had returned shaken and mad with fear. Everyone who had seen the witch had been plagued by nightmares since with those that had gazed into her eyes having the worst of it. Everyone was sure that they had been cursed for daring to seek out the witch.

“Please. You have to help us before that witch curses the whole village and starts stealing our children!” The plea of old Hanstrum echoed in the chapel as he gazed at Ren. His eyes were closed and he seemed lost in thought. There was silence for a few tense moments as the elder didn’t dare speak again. Ren clicked his tongue and nodded, opening his eyes. “I will deal with your witch. But I will need supplies and this service does not come cheap.” His eyes met the elder’s who gulped and nodded. “We are aware. You shall have whatever you need just say the word.” Ren gave a satisfied hum and smiled. “I need provisions and all the silver you have. I will also need some holy water and if you have any black powder I shall need that as well.” Hanstrum nodded and took note of all the witch hunter demanded. “We will see that your payment is ready when you return with proof of the deed done and I will send someone to bring you the supplies you asked for.” He gave a nod. “Good. I shall head out at first light tomorrow. Be sure to have the supplies delivered by then.” The elder nodded and thanked Ren once again. He clapped the young man’s shoulder and left him to prepare in the chapel. Ren’s smile vanished and he wiped the spot on his coat where the elder had touched him. He huffed and turned to face the large cross at the head of the chapel. He reached under his coat and pulled out a rosary. Next to the small brass cross was a small golden ring that glimmered in the candle light. A long sigh escaped Ren as he first brought it to his lips and then his forehead. Wrapping his hands tightly around it he closed his eyes and began his silent prayers.

#WitchHunter #14dwy #14 Days With You #14dwy au #14dwy ren #witch hunter au #witchhunter au #writing #fanfiction #I am so sorry if Ren is completely OOC in this #I am so bad at writing characters that aren't mine #please have mercy on my soul #I am just having fun

[lunadeathbed]

Hi Ren

Notes: How I think Ren would react to the MC getting freaky with a toy and calling out his name. (–‿⁠・⁠)

!!! Gender-Neutral Anatomy (technically I guess, the hole isn't specific 👀) + Reader!!!

My writing doesn't specify any gender or body parts so interpret it however you like!

Pink : Ren Blue : Angel

The colour will tell you who's perspective your reading from, the first word is a different colour. Every time the perspective changes the colour changes. Also texts and dialogue are just highlighted to tell you who is saying what not the perspective.

Part 2 of Normally Not Normal ↓

You enter your bedroom in just a plain black shirt.

Ren already knew what you were up to after you left your room to go shower. What he didn't expect though was the brand new black vibrator you walked into the room with, he hadn't seen that one before. He watched you closely as you sat down on your bed, puting the vibrator on a towel to your left

Pulling out your phone you look at your contacts, clicking on Ren's you started to question whether this was a good idea.

You inhaled and send the text.

“Hey Ren”

Ren certainly wasn't expecting to be getting a message from you right now. He sent one back as fast as he could.

“What's up angel?”

You were surprised at how fast he replied. It was certainly to late to back out of this now.

“I was wondering if you wanted to hang out later?”

“I was gonna binge a bunch of horror movies and I know that you like them too”

You hoped you weren't being to forward, waiting for his response you bit your bottom lip.

Ren was ecstatic, YOU were asking HIM to hang out.

“Of course, I would love to”

“What time do I need to get there?”

Ren smiled to himself, you were really adorable and so thoughtful too.

You nearly jumped of your bed at your excitement. You bearly managed to answer him.

“At like 8 maybe a bit earlier”

Watching you through the camera he looked at you fondly. How could you be so amazing. You really were an angel.

“I'll pick up some snacks on the way over”

“Ok”

It was currently 6 you still had some time before Ren arrived. You left the room to go get something.

Ren watched intently as you stood up and left the room shortly returning with a bottle of lube. He knew the exact type you were using, he even bought the same one. He pulled out his own bottle from the side draw of his desk.

He continued to watch you as you opened the cap and squeezed some onto your hand, rubbing it over the vibrator. Ren felt his excitement rise, his sweats began to feel a bit to tight to contain his throbbing boner. He pulled down his pants to relieve some tension, covering his dick in some of the lube. He imagined the feeling of your hands stroking his length. They were so small compared to his, so much gentler and warm.

You lifted your shirt enough to get better access to yourself, parting your legs in a more suitable position.

Ren watched as you turned on the toy and pressed it against yourself, listening to your soft moans. He himself started at the same pace pressing down on his length slowly letting a groan escape him.

You continued to rub the toy against yourself gasping whenever it hit you just right. Finally pushing the toy into your needy hole, you moan out Ren's name.

Ren stared at the screen in total awe listening to you call out his name nearly every time you buried the vibrator back into yourself.

It was heavenly.

Matching your pase, his own moans and breaths mix with yours coming from the monitor.

You began to pick up your pace letting a string of his name come out, slurring your words. You imagined how he felt inside you. How his significantly larger hands held down your waist, how his touch was so gentle. The way he looked at you, the way he said your name. How his soft hair clung to his face, his fresh sent of mint and linon swirling in the air.

You loved how Ren felt so intoxicating, almost like poison making his way through your thoughts until you couldn't think about anything else. You felt your eyes role back and the waves of pleasure come over you.

Ren came it sync with you as you called out his name. Breathing heavily he felt a surge of needy possessiveness rise over him.

You were his Angel.

His and only his.

You even said it yourself.

He wanted-no needed to hear your voice. Reaching for his phone he waited a second to calm down before calling you.

You heard your ringtone go of, you paused catching your breath for a second looking at the screen.

Ren was calling.

He sure had some impeccable timing.

You answer the call.

“Hi Ren”, you sounded a bit out of breath. You hope it wasn't too noticeable.

“H-hey Angel”, he sounded a bit out of breath too. You wondered why a little, he was probably working out or something. He certainly had the build of someone who did.

Ren spoke again snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Are there any snacks you want me to pick up?”

“I forgot to ask earlier”

Oh, right. Horror movie binge.

"hmm"

“Uh, can you get some ramen cups?”

“Sure thing Angel, anything else?”

“mhh, no get whatever you want”

“Ok Angel, I'll see you soon”

“Bye Ren”

Ren enjoyed toying with you a little even when he “wasn't” ment to be. He looked at the monitor displaying your bedroom. You looked a little dumbstruck as you collapse back onto your bed.

Notes: I wrote this while watching a shitty action movie at 10 o'clock at night

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Also there's gonna be a part 2 but I'm not sure if I wanna make it another smut or wholesome, I might do a bit of both. Let me know what the people want plz. This is the first time I'm posting my work so please be nice.

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If there are any errors or feedback please let me know!

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[moonsongwrites]

Stepping forward, she reached out to Ren on her tiptoes.

"You know Ren; you don't even have to pretend to be someone you aren't. Not with me."

Lightly tugging his pink locks, smiling up at him.

A soft flush spread across his face. "Wh-what do you mean, Rini?"

Skipping backward, her soft brown eyes never left his blue ones. "I like you for you. So, please always be yourself with me."

Sticking her tongue out, the sun's light caught the silver piercing. What a cute expression he's making, she mused.

#14dwy #14 days with you #mc:rini #Ren x Rini #my new obsession #visual novel #yandere boys #i really wanna write a fanfiction but idk #why is she so cute

[sunny-speaks]

Hello ! I've read your fanfiction about a 14dwy academical rivals to lovers AU. I loved it... and know I'm obssessed. Could you please give us more headcanons ?

Academic Rivals! [REDACTED] x Reader Headcanons

Ahhh! This is my first ask and I am more than glad to answer! I am so sorry I took so long responding,,, but I do hope you enjoy!

Characters: [REDACTED] from @14dayswithyou x reader !!

(also to @14dayswithyou you can make as many additions as you want to this au, anyone can! a tag or two would be cool,,, but I don't mind not being tagged! i just can't believe i'm the first to write academic rivals-- but ill gladly claim the au!!)

So… [REDACTED], huh? Out of all the people at your post-secondary education institute, you chose the asshat fuckboi?

…Not a bad choice.

What, you falling for him because despite that hugeass brain (and his even bigger dick), he doesn’t make you feel like you’re dumb or inferior to him?

What, you like the fact that he treats you with borderline reverence on the inside yet willingly chooses to joke around and banter with you because it’s attention nonetheless?

What, you like the fact that he’s crazy dedicated to you and would never cheat (unlike a certain *cough* Teodore *cough*) on you?

What, you falling for him because deep down he is crazy, down bad for you and just wants you to want him as much as he wants you?

Well, you’re in for a ride if you even muttered a ‘...sure’ to any of those questions, because boy… does [REDACTED] deliver.

So maybe you say you hate him, but do you really?

Would your gaze drop from his eyes to other places on him and back up to him if you detested him as much as you say?

Would you continue bantering and teasing him like you do if you really wished he were dead?

Mmm, nah. He didn’t think so.

He knows you well enough to know you don’t actually hate him. You just rather think you hate him.

Oh, you loved the tension that came with rivalry, didn’t you?

Don’t worry, as long as you did, he did too. <3

He may have gone to therapy for some of his family issues or deep rooted self-esteem issues, but that won’t change anything in the way he loves you.

He loves you sooo much, and he knows how smart you are as a person and believes in you so much… But he can’t help but worry!

He promised he’d leave his life of lies behind… but until you’re safe, he can’t stop what he’s started…

So, yes. He will ‘obsessively’ love you. But it would be less… ‘secretly following you in real life’ and more ‘just checking through the cameras.’

Something that hopefully you wouldn’t be aware of any time soon.

After all, you had a real communicative relationship with him now!

Why would he jeopardize that?

Better yet, if you ever feel unsafe from other stalkers, you could always stop by his place. He’s probably stronger than you if you want someone intimidating around to scare off the creeps!

“Hey, [REDACTED]?” You hesitantly asked, god, this was embarrassing… But he was the only person that you could go to that would hopefully not ask too many questions about your request.

You hated his guts, but at the end of the day, if you had to admit it (to yourself, never to him, God forbid), [REDACTED] was a dependable guy. And he seemed to respect you at times…

So that meant he was one of the people you trusted.

“Yeah, angel? Do you want some help with tutoring? Y’know, cause I’m sooo smart?” He made some offhanded comments with a snarky tone as he gathered his items into his bag before seeing you were serious. His grin fell. “Ah, sorry. …What is it?”

“Well- Uh— I-” You stammered, regret flashing through your face. Did you really have to ask him…?

No.

It was a problem, hopefully they’d help you out.

No matter how rude or condescending he acted, [REDACTED] was a good person nonetheless. He does realize that there are days you’re not up to bantering with him and leaves you alone… And days where he makes sure you’re not sick under the guise of it not being a fair fight.

Well, they wouldn’t like all this hesitation…

Better to be blunt about it. “I think I have a stalker.”

His face immediately fell to concern, “Shit. You’re sure?” He quickly shoved everything into his bag before swinging it over his shoulder as you gave him a brusque nod. He hesitantly hovered his hand over your shoulder, giving you a worried look, “That must be horrifying.”

[REDACTED]’s lip furled into a disgusted frown just thinking about the assholes out there who had even dared to scare you a bit. It was none of their goddamn business to stare, even breathe the same air, as his angel.

The fact that they had the gall to follow you around? Atrocious.

You let out a stuttered breath, body tensing at the adjective he had used. It was horrifying. You didn’t know where this stalker had come from… All you had known was that there was supposedly a creep on the loose and you didn’t need any sort of pervert interested in you… “I d-don’t need your concern, dumbass.” You gave him a quick, approving tilt of your head, letting him rest his hand on your shoulder, contrary to what you had huffed under your breath.

Something about the warmth of someone else grounded you, tethered you back to the world. It was a lot nicer than that paranoid feeling you’d been carrying with you lately. You hadn’t seen anyone you were close to, not wanting to bother them…

But with [REDACTED], it just felt… easier? You weren’t quite sure.

“I was just… y’know wondering if you might… wanna have me over for a couple days?” You awkwardly chuckled, maybe this was too much to ask of him… How could you phrase this so you didn’t seem too vulnerable…? Especially in front of your jerk rival. “I know you might not handle my presence with you for so long, you might even combust from being so close to me… My apartment just doesn’t feel… too safe right now.”

His face immediately softened, eyebrows unfurling from worry to concern and comforting features made their way to his face. He gave you a small smile, “Angel, you can drop by anytime you want. I don’t have experience with…creeps like that.” His mouth curled into a snarl, but immediately was washed over with a kind smile, “But if you feel more secure with someone like me around, then I’m more than glad too.” He paused, a smirk making its way to his face, “But I hope you aren’t doing this to scope out your competition. Wouldn’t be trying to find a flaw of mine, now are ya?”

Your body relaxed, as you let out a breath you didn’t know you had been holding. Before you heard his last quip at least.

You let out an annoyed and flabbergasted noise at his quip before rolling your eyes, “Oh? You’d be so flattered, wouldn’t you, [REDACTED]? I don’t even need to scope you out to beat you…!” You stopped before sighing, “But… Thanks for letting me stay at your place, I guess. I’ll need to pick up some of my shit at home before we go, that alright with you… 2nd place?” You jeered at the insult. After all, what were the two of you if not competitors for the highest mark in the class?

Friends? You scoffed at the notion fondly, if he were to ask, you wouldn’t say no.

But that was for you to know, and for him to never discover.

He softly smiled to himself, more than glad to see you back to your nature before looking down at you than winking, “Won’t be 2nd for too long, angel.”

You stared at him, beckoning him with you on your way out of the class, “Gonna walk me to the car? Can’t hurt to have people gape out my intellect without you there to rub it in. We both know I’m better anyway.”

He let out a series of breathless chuckles, “That’s my considerate rival now, always putting my needs above yours… I’m honored.”

“Good. C’mon now, [REDACTED].”

The two of you end up teasing each other, hurling insults, bickering and a bit of everything in almost every conversation.

It’s in your nature to be naturally competitive for some reason.

Maybe [REDACTED] just enjoys seeing how frustrated or worked up you get… It is kind of adorable.

The same goes for him too though…

You roll your eyes at him, a small scoff making it through your voice, “You beat me once. Don’t let it go to your head.”

He gave you a taunting grin, his eyes squinted, light blue twinkling with mischief. “Why? Are you jealous, angel?”

“What-” You made a sound of disbelief. He was acting like a child! “Wipe that stupid grin off your face, idiot! So you beat me by a couple points-”

“And you flaunt it when you beat me by even less…” He mumbled loud enough to himself that you could barely pick up on it.

“Hey! It’s different and you know it!” You huffed at him, “Whatever. Just… stop grinning like that, you look stupid.”

He shrugged his shoulders, a triumphant, lazy grin splayed on his features, “Make me.”

Your eye twitched at his threat. Ohhh, that punk did not just― You flexed your fingers as if that would calm you.

Of course, he had to beat you by a couple of points this one time… It was such a dumb project! You hissed at him under your breath, seeing that stupidly cocky grin on his face.

Why’d you have that dumb main character with little to no trauma, while he got the side character that hides all their insecurities but ends up projecting onto their kids?!

Unfair. That teacher was totally biased.

Giving [REDACTED] more work to analyze… making his grade go up from the research… Hrrr, so biased. So unfair.

He gave you a slitted-eye smile as if to mock your frustration. You grumbled in envy before glaring at him. You grab him by the collar, tough enough to pull him towards you but gentle enough for him to break out by choice, “You wish. What’s it take to shut that stupidly pretty mouth of yours, huh?”

Your eyes flickered between his widened, shocked blue eyes to those soft, kissable lips of his.

You did not like where this was going…

Or maybe you did.

You weren’t too sure, emotions get muddled easily… Love and hate have a fine line after all.

…So do fear and arou-

Nope! 

No way!

Those are not very ‘pure’ thoughts!

You pulled him closer to you by his shirt collar and tilted your head, “Maybe a kiss from a resident angel?” You practically snorted at the remark of that condescending nickname he used for you.

[REDACTED] stared at you, too stunned to speak as you huffed with pride, quickly letting go. You smirked, turning around after winking at him, shit-faced grin all on display, “Clearly, that worked.”

With no one in the class anymore, [REDACTED] was left by himself. Their jaw went slack for a bit before mumbling into his hand as you were far away, furious blush spreading through their cheeks.

“…Was that a promise?”

#14 days with you #ren 14dwy #ren x reader #yandere #visual novel #ren 14 days with you #14dwy #14dwy ren #🧨headcanons #🌟small fic

[lunaekalenda]

WARNINGS: dark content. yandere, stalking, obsessive behavior, obsession, suggestive thoughts and sexual thoughts, fake sympathy. minors don't interact

a/n: editing in windows for the first time in years, i deleted all the drabble so re-wrote it from memory -more or less-. i want you all to play 14 days with you cause i wanna scream of how good it is.

He sees you from his place. Entering the supermarket, pretty as you are, with the little list you took notes into this same morning. As soon as you pass by his side, he takes a step ahead, casually colliding with you.

What a coincidental and beautiful encounter.

"O-oh, I wasn't expecting you to be here…" He was lying again.

Of course he was expecting you here, specifically, knowing that you would be here is the main reason why he came. His voice takes you by surprise as his cheeks get red, covering them with the beige sleeves of his soft cardigan, as he bites his lip under the fabric. You're looking so good… As always. It doesn't matter what you do. You always look so perfect for him. "I'm sorry, angel, I didn't mean to scare you…" As soon as you identificate him, you breath, calmly.

"Hey, Ren!" So sweet, how you smile at him. He hopes he's the only one able to see that smile. With your hand pressed against your chest, trying to calm down your heart, you talk. "What a surprise to find you here!"

He doesn't know if you're too innocent or too dumb, but it's incredible how you're unable to think about this casual encounters - that happen, at least, once every two days- as something premeditated. Still, he's not gonna tell you. It would make trash the fairytale of falling in love.

With him, of course. There's no way you can fall in love with someone that's not him.

He takes the sleeves away of his face, pink hair falling in his eyes as he smiles softly towards you. "What are you doing here?" he asks.

As if he doesn't know.

"Just needed some milk." you say, walking slowly. Milk, pads and a plastic bottle for the gym. You're starting tomorrow. At 7 a.m. He booked the same class as you.

Another magnificient and totally casual encounter.

He walks behind you while you give him little chat -about how high prices are.- every time you turn around, you see the shy, quiet boy that follows you blushed. But, as soon as your gaze is again far from him, he smiles devilishly, tongue licking his lips at the beautiful sight of your ass, shaking in front of him. He would prefer to be taking advantage of time between his sheets than there, making you moan his name and remember his fingers deep inside you if you ever dared to fuck another one.

What a dumb thought, you wouldn't. You have him, why would you search another one?

"And why are you here?" you ask, smiling at him, so quietly he wantss to treasure that smile. Cover it. Make it his. He randomly takes some cheese.

"Cheese, ham... I'm gonna make sandwiches for dinner." You laugh, checking the different milk bottles, the prices and the brands. Why do you take such a long time to decide? He already knows you'll end buying the first one. Is expensive in comparison, but the one you like the most. As he thought, you take that one with a sigh.

How can you look so beautiful even now, shopping groceries? People at the supermarket should feel amazed, no, honored, to have you here. They shouldn't pass without looking. Or maybe they should? HE should be the only one to see you.

He wants to be yours and to make you his. To mark every single inch of your skin, in places where neither clothes or hair can cover them. To make your body remember his, his caresses, his kisses, his hugs, his moans, his fingers. To be the only thing on your thoughts. To be filled with him and only him. To have him on your mind all day.

Him. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him. Him.

He wants to make sure you're drunk of him, so addicted you won't ever leave. And, if you leave... Then, accept the consequences of your actions, angel.

#ren #14 days with you #ren 14 days with you #ren 14dwy #ren x reader #ren x you #ren x y/n #ren/[REDACTED] x reader #14dwy #14dwy headcanons #14dwy fanfiction #14dwy fic #14dwy x reader #tw: yandere #tw: stalking #tw: obsession

[myfavoritesstuff]

I need people’s opinion!

I had a crazy idea. I am currently in love with different Indie Visual Novels and certain Webtoons. I have been wanting to write a fanfic about some of them. If I did a crossover between 14 days with you, The Kid at the Back, The Coffin of Andy and Leyley, and Dreaming Freedom, would you guys read it? I might exclude some characters based on how I’ve decided to write it.

Note: I will change some of the characters ages to fit the story. All of them will be either 18 or older.

#the coffin of andy and leyley #andy and leyley #14dwy #14 days with you #14dwy ren #dreaming freedom #siyun baek #the kid at the back sol #the kid at the back vn #tkatb vn #tkatb sol #crossover #fanfiction #yandere x reader #yandere

[henry-winter-apologist]

ive been writing generally for like 10 years and fanfiction for 5 and im just now writing my first smut which will be on 14dwy. if that doesnt say anyth abt me idk what will

#14 days with you #im weird im a weirdo #have you ever seen me without these stupid blorbos around #no #thats right

[ecleticleblanc]

🌹 Askbox is Open~!

Hello, this is a guide/about for my new headcanon/writing prompt blog. Before I get started, minors please stop reading and go about your day. My blog isn’t for you. 

If you’re an adult who likes Yandere men and sending in writing prompts, I encourage you to keep reading!

This is my first attempt at something like this, but I’m excited to write for my favorite fandoms! I’m a passionate writer, with 10+ years of experience writing roleplay, fanfiction, and original stories.

Rules/Info to note:

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This blog is mostly to write for Yandere men and FNAF Security Breach.

I’m pansexual demiromantic, 25 years old, and you should be over 18 if you’re still reading this. Underage visitors are not welcomed and are blocked immediately.

Pronouns are she/her.

Nsfw is reblogged but tagged accordingly. Make sure you blacklist nsfw if you don’t wish to see it. 

Minors, homophobes, transphobes, racists, pro lifers, trumpies, and pedophiles are NOT tolerated on this blog. 

Triggers are tagged accordingly, I can’t promise that I’ll slip up sometimes but I’ll try to tag all triggers.

Hate isn’t acknowledged and immediately deleted. 

This is a drama free blog. I don’t care about what ever controversy happens with the game devs of the games I write for, I’m here for their content, not their personal lives. Take it somewhere else.

I reblog a lot of different things, even for fandoms I won’t write for.

Blog is still under co but soon I’ll have a tag list!

I love to roleplay so I’ll soon have an info page up for that as well in case anyone would be down for that!

I encourage you to send in prompts, drabbles, or headcanon requests for any of the fandoms and characters I have listed below. This is a nsfw blog, so don’t be afraid to ask spicy questions but I encourage fluff and angst too.

Favorites;

Yandere men: Peter Dunbar, John Doe, Sunny Day Jack, Ren from 14DWY, Alan from My Dear Hatchet Man, Devyn from Invite Me In, Damien from Chains of Fate.

Obey Me! (All characters except for Luke)

Mystic Messenger

FNAF Security Breach (Only Sun and Moon)

I’ll selectively write;

Naruto

Inuyasha

One Punch Man

Stranger Things (Adult characters, obviously)

Supernatural

My Hero Academia

Stardew Valley

That’s about it as far as what fandoms I’ll write for goes.

Lastly, here’s the kinks or subjects that I absolutely will not write:

Scat or Watersports

Vore

Pregnancy or anything pertaining to that

Any dangerous/illegal actions towards minors

Feederism

Lactation

Polyamory

Heavy or too graphic torture

#yandere headcanon #PSA #minors dni #blog info #sunny day jack #alan orion #ren/redacted #john doe #devyn invite me in #y/n #writing prompts #yandere fanfiction #jack x y/n #alan x y/n #peter x y/n #devyn x y/n #ren x y/n

[lunaekalenda]

Any spare head-canons or scenarios for a needy Ren? 🥺🤲 Like maybe him waiting for you to come home from work dressed in nothing but your shirt and clinging to your pillows because it smells like you? Desperately rutting his hips into your bedsheets because your scent is everywhere and he just found your laundry? Whining out his Angel’s name over and over again because he needs them so bad? I’m down horrendous for him and its honestly embarrassing XD

of course, of course! thanks for asking and sorry for the wait! i'm also down bad don't worry it's normal

nsfw under the line · obsession, stalking, possessiveness, yandere behavior · be aware.

· there isn't a moment he hates more than when you have to leave the nice apartment he got when you both started dating. even when he keeps his old apartment, and you didn't care to sleep on it, as little as it was, probably because Ren has something on that flat you shouldn't see. And also, from where will he spy you whenever you go back home?

· If the case is you leaving to sleep at home and clean the apartment you're still paying and in which you pass some nights, with Ren or without him, it's easy. He still has all those little hidden cams and, with a quick walk to his old flat, he can have you again in front of the cam, changing clothes, after showering, and his favorite: missing him.

· If you're leaving for work, that's a whole new world. He doesn't have cams at your workplace -yet- and still, he finds new and creative ways to keep you clear-cut on his mind. First, he has all the audiovisual content he has been collecting since he discovered your apartment number. Pics, videos and audios from the most diverse types and only one purpose: make him hard.

· If he had to rank all the things he has from you, he would definitely put first your first time together. Just hearing you moan his name while his fingers tickle with the memory of you clenching around them makes his eyes shine with lust and his voice break with desire.

· In any ways, it's also common to find him wearing your clothes, specially, your t-shirts. Some of them are too loose for him, some too little, but he still hugs them and takes them to his nose with his eyes closed, imagining you're already there, with him, and not in that stupid work where he has no way to enter.

· He doesn't know how many co-workers you have, how many of them are attractive, how many of them flirt with you. Maybe some are too touchy and maybe some too flirty, but it isn't anything that can't be fixed. Just tell him, and he'll be more than glad to make those hands useless and cut those tongues off so his angel won't get those problems at work anymore and, hopefully, with an example, everyone in the department, no, in the whole company, will learn what happens when you try to touch his angel.

· But, in anyway, he spends most of the time admiring your pics together, remembering the date you had last week or admiring and kissing the ring you bought each other after a couple months together.

· The first hours are pretty easy: he watches a couple videos, probably touches himself to them, cleans the mess he leaves after and daydreams about you and him, and the perfect future both of you are gonna have if you stay by his side, because there isn't anything he wants to avoid more than killing you. Don't obligate him, angel, it's really easy. Why wouldn't you stay with someone who loves you this deep?

· If you're late, he stalks your social apps profiles and also your GPS location - it's not his fault that you sleep leaving the mobile phone so accesible and with a bunch of easy passwords.- He isn't more than a worried boyfriend. Why are you late? Maybe something happened to you... Maybe you're with someone while he waits for you at home.

· Other times, he makes chores. He helps with everything he can, and you can't agree more on how lucky you are for having such an attentive and helper boyfriend by your side. He insists on doing the laundry almost every day, even when you have warned him a couple times because some of your panties - specially, thongs. - have been missing for a while. Ren promises always to search them harder, thinking the washing machine might probably have a hole that makes your panties and only your panties disappear.

· Even when he washes his own underwear, socks and bras, you don't find suspicious that the only things missing are your panties. Ren likes to keep anything that strongly smells like you, usually, with kinky purposes: Likes to touch himself with your t-shirts on, to put them between his teeth to get the scent closer; to improvise a flesh-light with your pillow, the one you use for your pretty face, and your bedsheets, that still keep the smell of your gel; to wrap your underwear around his cock and to use it for his own pleasure. There are little things he enjoys, solo fun with you in mind.

· Already at night, your absence is unbearable for him. He calls you at the exact hour your turn finishes and sends you messages to know he should go and pick you up. Gets happy as a puppy whenever you text him a selfie for his private collection with the caption "I'm way home!"; but also get irremediably sad whenever you delay because of extra work. Sometimes, that sadness just makes him wait for you on the couch, pouting as your name escapes from his mouth.

· Other times, it makes him a little angry, but nothing that will transcend after putting you against the first surface he finds and remembering you that there's a boyfriend who loves his angel very much and waits for their return everyday to find them being late. Making him wait. But no worry at all, angel. Starting tomorrow, you'll probably keep a mic and a cam on so he can make sure you're being productive and not leaving him, alright?

#ren #14 days with you #ren 14 days with you #ren 14dwy #ren x reader #ren x you #ren x y/n #ren/[REDACTED] x reader #redacted x reader #ren/redacted #14dwy #14dwy headcanons #14dwy fanfiction #14dwy fic #14dwy x reader #14 days with you fanfiction #tw: yandere #tw: obsession #tw: killing mention #tw: stalking

[callofbabythulhu]

Chapter 1: The Hunt Begins

CW: Strong language, religious imagery, bugs (like loads of em), mention of gore, most possibly OOC for Rendacted, not proofread Chapter 1 of the Witch Hunter Au for @14dayswithyou​

CW: Strong language, religious imagery, bugs (like loads of em), mention of gore, most possibly OOC for Rendacted, not proofread

Word count: 2.1k

Ren awoke on his own before the sun had begun to rise and started on his preparations. One of the villagers had come by the evening prior and dropped off all the supplies he had asked for. Nothing was quality made and there was barely any silver and powder but he had to make do. If push came to shove he could always retreat and come back after restocking. But that wouldn’t happen of course. 

Before he headed out he took great care in sharpening his dagger and inspecting his flintlock pistol for any damage from the humid environment. Keeping his powder dry was going to be the worst task to keep track of. Ren shouldered his bag and left the chapel. He didn’t react to any greetings from the villagers as he disappeared into the wilderness. 

The sounds of the village dissipated and instead the air was filled with the noise of the swamp around him. Frogs and birds were joined in chorus with bugs and the only foreign sound was the squelching of his boots on the soft muddy ground. It was tricky to navigate the landscape and despite having asked for a map from the villagers it was barely legible and he could hardly make out any landmarks on it. After stepping into yet another  puddle that was deeper than it seemed he let out a string of curses and pulled his soaked leg out of it. Ren ripped the map apart and sat down on an exposed root. He pulled out his flask and took a swig of water followed by an annoyed sigh. “How does anyone navigate this place?” he grumbled to himself as the noise around him made it difficult to even get his thoughts in order. There had to be a hint as to the witch’s whereabouts. Something he wasn’t seeing. He let his gaze travel around the landscape. Small ponds and muddy ground dotted with trees that were still dense enough to create and underbrush. A sudden loud buzzing in his ear made him growl and swat at the gnat that tried to find purchase on his neck. “Fuck off!” Mid strike his eyes lit up. The elder had mentioned something about a buzzing of bugs when the witch had first attacked that boy. He just had to find the biggest swarm and hope that it could lead him to the witch. With renewed energy he got up and trekked on. He followed every swarm of flies, every mosquito. No insect escaped his attention but at the end of the day he was just following a loose lead.

The sun had already begun to set when Ren reached a small clearing. The ground was covered in moss and flowers. A green carpet dotted with softs and pinks and purples. It was quite a tranquil sight and even the noises around him seemed to die down as he entered it. This place felt strange and Ren was sure that he was on the right track now. Considering the late hour he decided to make camp for the night. He gathered some wood and started a small campfire. The food he had gotten from the village was nothing to write home about but it was better than having to forage for food in this godforsaken place. Not that starving would be a problem around here. This bog was filled with life and he could have sworn that he had even seen a partridge  disappear in the underbrush at one point. 

Ren shook his head to clear his thoughts and focus on his plans. By following the insects he had at least found a new place but he had to find a better strategy than wandering around aimlessly. Perhaps he should find a source of clean water and stake out the area. The witch still had to eat and drink after all. It was also quite possible that there was a spell on the area that would turn intruders around. If that was the case Ren would have to make sure to mark his path from now on and find a way around the spell. 

The sun had fully set and the wilderness around had turned pitch black. The only specks of light outside the ring cast by the fire were a few fireflies, lazily buzzing between the trees. Ren’s thoughts had trailed off and he was staring into the fire, his hands preoccupied with the rosary around his neck. The soft, moss covered ground swallowed any sounds of someone approaching on the other side of the fire. Only when the sounds of bones and small rocks clattering together hit his ears did his trance-like state break. His eyes shot up and were met by a golden gaze on the other side of the flames. The villagers clearly hadn’t seen this witch up close. The stubble along their chin and upper lip clearly marked them as a man but he could see why from afar they could be mistaken for a woman. Soft features and dust covered rosy skin was framed by a head of wild, moss-green hair. A pair of crescent moon shaped earrings twinkled in the firelight and the shawl made of feathers looked more clean than he had expected from a wild witch. Their eyes were the color of liquid gold and seemed to almost be glowing in the low light. Ren couldn’t help but stare and somehow the picture of an angel came to his mind. He quickly shook off those thoughts and his hand reached for the dagger on his chest. “Don’t.” Their voice was barely a whisper but still he could hear it loud and clear over the crackling fire. “I will be gone by the time you reach me or fire a shot.” Their eyes still fixed on Ren's; the witch sat down after he removed his hand from the dagger. “What do you want?” He finally asked after a moment of silence. The witch’s eyes lit up with a smile. “That wholly depends on you, my dear hunter.” They seemed to shuffle closer, mischief clear in their eyes. “What did the villagers tell you? Have I stolen children? Turned the milk of their goats to blood? Brought famine?” They chuckled as they listed all the things people claimed witches would do to hurt people. The initial feeling of awe that Ren had had disappeared as he saw how unafraid the witch was of him. “You cursed the men of the village after you threatened the woodcutter’s son.” There was a moment of silence, only the sounds of the bog around them filling the air, before the witch erupted into laughter. Where Ren had expected an evil cackle he was met with a soft laughter that reminded him of the chiming of bells. Bright and light and airy. “Oh my poor hunter! You have it all wrong.” They wiped a tear from their eyes. “Then what did you do to the men who have gone mad with fear through your curse?” He was getting frustrated not because the witch seemed so comfortable around him but because he kept catching his thoughts wandering to the sound of their voice and their feminine form. “Oh…you mean the boy that intruded onto my land and the men that came after to burn me?” The smile disappeared from their lips and was replaced by a sneer. “This land isn’t yours-”- “It isn’t theirs either!” They snapped back. “This wilderness belongs to all the creatures that live in it. Everything that eats and sleeps and breathes. Everything that shits and pisses and fucks. And that includes me. So why can I not say that this is my land?” The burning glow in the witch’s golden eyes was mesmerizing to Ren as he could barely hold their gaze without feeling his cheeks turning hot. A heavy sigh suddenly dropped all tension in the air as the witch leaned on their hands. “I never cursed any of those people. All I did was frighten them. Theatrics. Nothing more.” They waved their free hand as if swiping something away. Ren found it hard to believe that. He was speaking to a witch after all. They were cunning if they wanted to. “But you don’t deny that you are in fact a witch?” They shrugged at the question. “I guess I never did, no. If you want to hear it so badly then fine. I am a witch and a pretty good one if I may say so myself.” They smirked and tapped their chin. “However I steer clear of any settlements that lie around the bog. Normal folk are too much trouble in my eyes. I prefer the occasional hunter.” Their eyes locked unto Ren’s once more and unreadable glint in them. “I am not sure I follow. What do you do with witch hunters?” His frown was met with a light chuckle. “I play with them. Don’t get me wrong I like the bog. It is serene but also so dull after a while.” They sighed. “So this is like a game to you?” The frown deepened as annoyance mixed into his expression. “And for you it isn’t?” The question caught him off guard. His mouth opened and shut a few times before the witch continued. “The thrill of the hunt. Having an opponent on your level to outwit. Tell me my dear hunter: have you ever gone against a so-called wild witch?” They tilted their head and seemed to be searching for something in Ren’s expression. “I have to admit all witches I have persecuted so far have been members of communities. But that doesn’t make my accomplishments invalid.” The witch nodded. “I see. But isn’t that awfully dull? Burning a young girl for speaking her mind? Wouldn’t you like to chase a real witch for a change?”

Ren’s gaze went distant for a moment as his thoughts trailed back to the witches he had burned so far. His concentration was broken as the witch on the other side of the fire stirred and rose to their feet. “All I want is a little fun. So why not make this something we can both enjoy? If you catch me you can do whatever you want with me. Parade me around the village, burn me, I do not care. I will be at your mercy.” The last word was almost a purr as it reached Ren’s ears and he could feel them grow hot as his imagination went wild. “And what if I don’t find you? What will you get in return?” He got to his feet as well, eliciting a small gasp of surprise from the witch as they realized how tall the witch hunter was. “Well…all I want is a little fun. So how about we just say that the game lasts until one of us dies?” They smiled with mischief twinkling in their eyes. “I would hate for that to happen though. So you better find me, my dear hunter.” They chuckled and turned to leave. “Wait! Will you at least tell me your name?” He tried to reach across the fire as the witch turned back to look at him once more. “Hum. How about I tell you once you catch me? Then you can tell me yours as well.” The soft smile on their black painted lips was enough to cause Ren’s heart to flutter. He gave a nod that he hoped was self assured and didn’t waver. “It’s a promise then. Good night.” With a wave the witch disappeared into the dark bog and Ren was left alone once more. 

A loud crack of the dying fire caused Ren’s eyes to shoot open. He sat up and searched his surroundings. The sky was turning a soft blue as the sun had begun its ascend and the fire had reduced to white ash and rosy glimmers. He let out a long sigh as he relaxed and rubbed his face. “Just a dream.” As he let his hands drop to his lap a glint at the edge of the fire caught his eye. He reached over and pulled a crescent moon shaped earring from the ashes. He held it up into the light and remembered seeing them dangling from the witch’s ear. It hadn’t been a dream after all or at least not fully. He let the earring drop into his pocket and stood up, dusting off his coat and pants. He shouldered his bag and headed for the direction the witch had disappeared towards the previous night. “It’s a promise. I will find you Angel.”

#WitchHunter #witchhunter au #14dwy #14 Days With You #14dwy au #14dwy ren #fanfiction #Character: Salem #is this noble a noble savage trope? #can someone tell me? #I just didn't want Salem to be feral #so I made him wild but educated #He is just a hermit who wants to live in peace #and sometimes get chased by hot people