#cassis pedelian yandere

[roseadleyn]

CAN YOU PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO MORE YANDERE CASSIS FICS

i would never abandon you guys after you sent asks like these

i'm sorry if this took too long. i'm still busy and this took me time, i do hope it was worth the wait though!! enjoy <33

WHY DO I STILL FUCKING MISS YOU? || Cassis Pedelian.

tw: hints of abuse, sexual implications, said sexual implictions are dubcon, obsession, reader is on the breaking point and falls off of said breaking point

this is cassis after the timeskip

'Sweetheart.' His voice is like honey, sweet and rich and deep, but in your dazed and hazy state, all it does is pull at your sanity even more. 'I need to go.'

You hadn't slept.

How could you? How could you do anything except stare, and stare, and stare into blind nothingness, with hot, stinging eyes, because you were in the embrace of a man who claimed to love you, yet he isolated you from your life and the world and everyone you ever knew, and locked you up in dark, dark rooms where you were all alone, and did such unforgivable, terrible things to you? How could you sleep?

Your captor's hands ruffled your hair. You knew he had seen your state of unhappy consciousness, and you knew he was waiting for a reply.

The thing was... as messed up as it was... you didn't want him to leave. If Cassis left for the day like he usually did, it meant you would be doing nothing the entire day, just lying there in silk and lace, waiting for him like some kind of toy. When he was here — and when you actually behaved — it was at least a relief to have another human being in the same room, someone who ran their hands through your hair and rubbed your tired, weary shoulders, someone who talked and even told you stories about his day. You had read almost every book in the household, and there was only so much painting you could do, and because he had taken you to his own palace, you couldn't even see his family —

'Angel?' You could practically hear the smile in his tone, prompting you, warning you, to say something. To say what he wanted to hear.

You made your decision. Letting out a shuddering breath, you inched closer into his embrace. 'Stay.'

Cassis moved the hair away from your eyes. 'Yeah? You want me to stay?'

You nodded, tears forming at the thought of another day of just roaming your way too big home, doing absolutely nothing with your time and — no, wait — it was not your home. It was his home. This was just your house. Yes. That was it. 'Please.'

Cassis kissed your forehead. 'Are you sure?'

You reach pale, trembling hands around his shoulders and look up at him with wide, sleepless eyes. 'If you go… no… please…'

You didn't like this, but he really was all you had now. It was him, and it had been him for so long, and it was still going to be him, in the future, as far as you could see. Was it really wrong? Was it wrong to miss him when he left? Was it wrong to feel joy when he returned? Was it wrong to let him pull you close and wrap you in his cashmere sweaters that were way too big on you? Was it wrong to love him when he kissed you breathless?

No. It couldn't be. Cassis was good to you; you could talk to him. You could make it okay. He had never… never hurt you… even those long, long hours spent in the darkness of the room… he hadn't hurt you, he'd done it because — because you broke his heart first. How could you reject him so, when he loved you so much that it destroys him?

'So… you'll stay?' You ask, and your voice is both hopeful and heartbroken.

Well, if he heard the break in your voice, he chose to ignore it. He smiled, and that damned smile of his was pretty enough to make you tear up all over again. 'Of course. I would never leave you.'

That was all you needed, and you let Cassis hold you, kiss you, murmur praise in his low, calming voice into your ears, run his hands over your body and underneath your nightgown, to the place that still made you tremble — except this time, you did little to stop him.

You thought about how, a few months ago, you would've fought back against him — fought back against him fiercely and passionately, fought back like your very survival was on the line, only for Cassis to bring you down, calm you down, drag you back to the bed and remind you of who amongst you two was stronger, smarter, infinitely more capable, of to whom your pretty body and mind forever belonged to.

And as Cassis withdraws his hands — though still keeping them wrapped tightly around you — you thought about how you used to take every possible chance to escape. Windows, doors, basement trapdoors, even butter knives that you'd desperately try to fend Cassis off with. Nothing had ever worked. It only made things worse for you.

And as the pale, silken white curtains turn blue and pink and rose gold with the sunrise, and the entire room seems to glow in the silence, you thought about how beautiful Cassis is. He's divine, with pretty eyes of molten gold, and pale, pearly hair, and a smile so heavenly that it almost — almost — doesn't even suit him with what he did to you.

And as Cassis's sleeping form entangled itself with your much smaller, much softer one, you thought about was how much you used to fear Cassis, and yet — if Cassis were to leave you, then…

Well, you're not very sure about what you'd do, but… it might just break you.

tagging ; @mysticmeena, @writerig, @loekas, @loekas, @ykassu, @dion-s-lawyer, @that-one-pretty-bitch, @yourlocalintrovertt, @orlic1a, @hmerus, @cerisearan, @dxmoness, @salvatvre, @d10nsaint, @meow-meow-potato, @parkykwho, @izumi-astra-123, @ithil-lucien, and @palaceofghosts.

#꒰ ☽︎ ꒱ — stars. #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #twtptflob #yandere twtptflob #yandere manhwa #cassis pedelian #yandere cassis pedelian #cassis x reader #— on queue. #i hate this (singsong voice)

[lyomeii]

a darling who enjoy their yandere tendencies

-> warning: yandere themes, death mention, manipulation

-> request by anon!Hello! This is my first time requesting in your blog so please forgive me if I broke any of your rule and made you uncomfortable (I have no intention to do that) Can you please write for Yandere Dion, Yandere Lante and Yandere Cassis with a female chubby reader who really don’t mind them being a yandere? Like she enjoyed them being possessive and jelly but she just hates them whenever they killed someone because of her. And she tries her best to calm the Yandere if they went to the king of wanting to kill someone. I’m sorry if this is too much. Thank you and please take care of your health mentally and physically.

->a/n: sorry for taking this long to upload this one :/ got writing block for a couple of days that struggle me to write anything related to yandere stuff. but don’t worry, i manage to get over it and write this one just for you ;) and don’t worry i trying to take care of myself. a little short than the usual.

-> your attitude toward him did surprise deon, after all, you didn’t care at all that he kidnap you from your house and locked you into his bedroom

-> your only response to this was “ Did you kill anyone?” not even caring about your safety, why? did you enjoy spend time with anyone but him? That why you care about their lives?

-> he ask you why you don’t want him to Jill someone in your name, and your response was simply “ I don’t want to ruin our clothes with blood when we hug” a unexpected but sweet answer

-> he took you right there, making you his spouse til the death separe you from the insane monster you call the love of your life

-> being honest, he didn’t expect less from you

-> the moment Lante lays his eyes on you, there is no came back, you won’t have a choice to reject him and since you don’t seem to hate him

-> and you accept him pretty quickly, Lante expect to you to scream or cry when he told you would marry him, but that never happened, in fact ,you kissed him when told you that

-> the ceremony happen soon as Lante want and he make sure to invite many people to witness your willingness to marry someone as crazy as him, sealing your fate with the head of black agriche

-> you love him and don’t care about he stalking you? He will fall in loved even harder than before

-> even with you ignoring his weird and unhealthy habits related to your safety, Cassis will keep you lock inside his place, to afraid of someone hurting you when he is not there

-> his family loves how you seem to love Cassis without a problem, no matter how many times you saw him threatening someone because of you, you still there with him

-> and Cassis with his family will take care of you, as long you don’t seeing him killing anyone or dirty with blood, you will love him without a single problem

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

#yandere headcanon #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere x you #the way to protect female lead’s older brother imagine #the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #yandere the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #yandere dion agriche #yandere deon agriche #yandere lante agriche #yandere cassis pedelian x reader #yandere cassis pedelian #yandere manhwa #manhwa x reader

[that-one-pretty-bitch]

𝒪𝓀𝒶𝓎𝓎𝓎!! 𝒮𝑜 𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝒴𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑒𝓇𝑒! 𝒟𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝒜𝑔𝓇𝒾𝒸𝒽𝑒 𝓍 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇. 𝐼 𝒽𝒶𝓋𝑒 𝒷𝑒𝑒𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒹𝑜𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝑜𝓌, 𝓈𝑜 𝐼 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓁𝓈𝑜 𝒾𝓉𝓈 𝟤𝓀 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹𝓈.

WARNINGS: Yandere behavior and Dion Agriche

Word count :  2171

E/c eyes gleamed under the moonlight. Lanterns with people's hopes and dreams floated in the air, she was seated on a small wooden canoe. Nothing too fancy, for once she wanted to live simply. She let go of her lantern as it flew high up, perhaps one day her wish would come true. Sighing slightly she paddled her canoe to shore and made her way back home, she simply came outside for some fresh air and peace of mind. She stared at the stars with delight and wonder, she was so small compared to the universe, how did anything even matter? Everything was so insignificant, just now life was blooming on earth, there are so many lovely people but if another planet were to collage with them everything could possibly end. It was like that, life was never guaranteed so it must be lived to its fullest. She should tell Cassis Pedelian how she felt, she should see every full moon, she should watch every sunset, she should dance with the wind on windy days, she should make snow angels on snowy days. Life is not something meant to take for granted, she loved life, it was simply so beautiful. She plucked a dianhong rose from a bush nearby and brought it close to her nostrils, taking a whiff of the sweet scent. It's unbelievable how nature could produce something so alluring. No one appreciates the simple things in life. Everyone wants all the luxuries, yet a simple rock has taken millions of years to form, flowers have the most fascinating internal structures, and human bodies are so well crafted. Everything made by nature was simply so ethereal, she felt that nature itself was the most beautiful thing she could ever own.��

“Lady Y/n, you should come inside, it's getting dark,” A boy with the charming golden eyes spoke.

“Yes, of course,” She walked inside, she was staying over at her friend, Sylvia’s house for the week as her parents had left for business matters. Cassis Pedelian had always admired her calm and kind nature, he had fallen in love with her but who hadn't? Everyone was crazy for Y/n, and he truly didn’t feel very special. He was just a boy in the crowd but he still had some hope that perhaps someday she would return his feelings. Unknown to him she did love him, she adored how he looked like a prince not to mention that he was so gentle, kind and sweet, everything Y/n would have wanted in a man. She blushed slightly as Cassis put his jacket around her arms,

“You were shivering Lady Y/n, so I uh-” Cassis stumbled across words

“Thank you,” Y/n smiled, her smile was like a breath of spring and her voice was soft like summer rain

Walking down the hallway, the two glanced around nervously, neither could admit their feelings for the other. A silver haired girl came dashing down the hallway, she embraced Y/n tightly and started smooching her face

“Y/nnnnn where were youuuuu~~~~” She screamed

“I was outside, getting some fresh air,” Y/n laughed

‘Beautiful, dazzling, gorgeous, delightful, appealing, heavenly, stunning, glamorous, bewitching’ Sylvia thought with heart eyes as she saw Y/n laugh, even Cassis blushed, he was glad the woman he liked was happy. He would do anything to see her charming smile

However what Y/n didn’t know was that her wonderful life would change one fateful day,

The maids smoothed out Y/n’s dress for the banquet, she wore a beautiful sleeveless f/c gown that was adorned with lace. As she walked into the banquet all eyes were on her stunning figure. Her aura felt so different from everyone else present, she gave off the aura of royalty or that of a goddess. She looked so majestic, walking down the staircase, the click clack of her heels. The banquet was in pin drop silence as she made her appearance. 

“She looks ravishing,” Founatine licked his lips

Roxana gave him a disgusted glare, she did not want to hear him mention about making her his wife after all, that Y/n woman was far too good for him from what she heard.

Walking away from Fountain, Roxana was about to trip as the fabric of her dress got caught in her heels however instead of feeling the ground she realized that she had been stopped. Only to look up and see a Divine woman, Y/n. She had caught her.

“Are you alright?” Y/n inquired

Why was she being so kind to an Agriche? Y/n caught Roxana’s interest.

“Yes, i’m alright, thank you,” Roxana attempted to give a smile

“If you don’t mind Lady Y/n, may I stay with you for the rest of the banquet? I don’t have anyone else to socialize with,” Roxana asked

“Of course, I don’t have anyone either,” Y/n smiled

 Sylvia refused to go to the banquet and it would be a bit awkward to go with Cassis, after all people might get the wrong idea.

“Who is that?” Dion asked Roxana while the two girls were chatting, he completely ignored her beauty.

“This is Y/n, a friend of mine,” Roxana spoke, which made Dion raise his eyebrows slightly

“Friends? With an Agriche? You could die,” He told Y/n

“Are you not afraid of death?” He asked calmly

“Fearing death would mean fearing life and I love life,” Y/n said confidently

“Ah, then I shall leave you to be,” He walked away

However her answer made him wonder…. What was it about life that she loved so much? Until now he really never found anything loveable about living; it was simply a chore to him. Y/n must know something that he doesn’t, perhaps one day he too could enjoy life as it is.

He saw Roxana leave Y/n to get a dish, now was his chance

He sat down on the purple couch next to y/n

“What is it about life that you love?” He asked

“Hmm… perhaps it's the way that everything and everyone is designed so perfectly. We have evolved to become so beautiful, a few centuries back people wouldn’t have been able to dream of the accomplishments we have made. To think that the world changed so much, a simple rock in itself takes millions of years to form, isn’t the world just so fascinating? When you start to question and understand every little thing you truly start to see the allure of life,” She smiled so sweetly. Oh did she even know what a monster he was? How could she smile at him so bright, despite knowing about what he was like?

As Dion stared at her in amusement a refined young man with silver hair sat next to Y/n. Cassis Pedelian, Cassis felt a bit of jealousy seeing Y/n speak to the good looking man, he had to admit Dion was certainly better looking than him but deep down he knew that Y/n would never like a man like Dion. By now Roxana had also gotten her dish and taken a seat in front of Y/n, only for her face to mold in utter disgust when she saw her half brother seated next to her friend. 

“Dion? Shouldn’t you be with Fountaine?” Her tone made it clear that she did not want him around. Scoffing slightly Dion looked Fountaine’s way, as usual Fountaine was busy boasting about himself.

“He seems quite full of himself,” Cassis whispered to Y/n

“He really does, do you really think Dion begged for mercy from him?” Y/n asked, Fountaine had been telling everyone that he beat Dion in duel and Dion got down on his knees and begged for mercy

“I have never once talked to him,” Dion admitted

Roxana remained quite, she didn’t like either of the boys and did not want to seem like she preferred one over the other

“He just keeps lying! Won’t anyone stop him?” Y/n asked

“I could put him in his place but I don’t even care,” Dion mumbled blowing on his tea

“Goodness! Men like him truly annoy me,” Roxana finally spoke up, implying that she disliked Fountaine

“ I agree Lady Agriche, I despise liars,” Y/n scoffs

𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓉𝒶𝓁𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉. 𝒟𝒾𝑜𝓃 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒻𝑒𝑒𝓁 𝒽𝒾𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇���� 𝒷𝑒𝒶𝓉 𝒶𝓉 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇𝓎 𝓌𝑜𝓇𝒹 𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝒸𝒶𝓂𝑒 𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝑜𝒻 𝒴/𝓃'𝓈 𝓂𝑜𝓊𝓉𝒽, 𝓃𝑜𝓉 𝑜𝓃𝓁𝓎 𝒹𝒾𝒹 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝑜𝓀 𝓈𝑜 𝑒𝓃𝒸𝒽𝒶𝓃𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓋𝑜𝒾𝒸𝑒 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓈𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎 𝓌𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝑒𝓆𝓊𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓎 𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓁𝓊𝓇𝒾𝓃𝑔. 𝑀𝑒𝒶𝓃𝓌𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑒, 𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝓈 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒴/𝓃 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓂𝑜𝓇𝑒, 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝓁𝓌𝒶𝓎𝓈 𝓈𝑜 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝒻𝒾𝒹𝑒𝓃𝓉 𝓎𝑒𝓉 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹, 𝒽𝑜𝓌 𝓌𝒶𝓈 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒻𝑒𝒸𝓉? 𝑅𝑜𝓍𝒶𝓃𝒶 𝒻𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹 𝒶 𝒻𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓃𝒹 𝒾𝓃 𝒴/𝓃 𝓅𝑒𝓇𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓈 𝒾𝓉 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝓈𝑜 𝒷𝒶𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝓇𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝑜𝓃𝑒. 𝒜𝒻𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝒴/𝓃 𝒹𝒾𝒹𝓃'𝓉 𝓈𝑒𝑒𝓂 𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓀𝒾𝓃𝒹 𝑜𝒻 𝓌𝑜𝓂𝒶𝓃 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓌𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝒷𝑒𝓉𝓇𝒶𝓎 𝓎𝑜𝓊.

“Lady Y/n, would you care to join me for a dance?” Cassis asked

Y/n blushed lightly as she gently placed her hand in his making their way to the dance floor

Dion’s grip on his glass tightened, Who did he think he was?

It was above him how he managed to fall for a woman within just one night but who was he to complain?

Perhaps he would just have to lock her up, so that she would only love him

His dull maroon eyes watched Cassis and Y/n dance and laugh, they were in love. He felt utter disgust at the sight of this, Cassis may have known Y/n longer but he was Dion Agriche and he ALWAYS got what he wanted and if he didn’t he would just need to force it.

That morning, Y/n sat down in her carriage to be taken home. The pathway was extremely bumpy and rough but Y/n didn’t mind, she was enjoying looking out the window. The early morning sky was so breathtaking.

All of a sudden the carriage stopped abruptly making Y/n lean forward. She walked out the door to see what could have caused this and froze in place when she saw assassins. Specifically Agriche Assassins, her mind went blank after feeling something being injected into her. Her body went limp and was about to fall onto the dusty ground when a guard caught her. They placed Y/n’s body in a carriage and set off for the Agriche mansion. A few hours later Y/n’s vision began to come back, she saw things blurry but could still here

“Do you think master Dion will be okay with the fact that we drugged her?” A guard asked

“He told us to bring her to him, he didn’t mention how,” Another guard said

“She is very pleasing to look at, no wonder Master Dion wants her!!” A guard exclaimed

Y/n put the pieces together and realized that she had been ordered to be kidnapped by Dion Agriche. She did not understand his thought process behind this but decided to go with it, she would question him later.

When they reached the Mansion a guard helped Y/n off. She slowly opened her eyes, pretending that she had just woken up and acted surprised on seeing the mansion. A guard yanked her tightly by the wrist and dragged her off to Dion’s room, on the way they met Maria and she screamed when she noticed how roughly the dazzling girl was being handled.

“OH you vile man, get your hands off her, women are to be treated with more respect. How dare you hurt her like this!?” She seethed

“But my lady, sir Dion-” He reasoned

“Dion!! My horrible son, how dare he kidnap such a lovely girl, MY WORD that boy has NO MANNERS,” Maria stomped her feet angrily while the knight ushered Y/n to Dion’s room, dealing with her slightly gently this time.

“Master, I have brought her,” the guard bowed and took his leave

You were now alone in a dark room with a dangerous man. You felt a harsh weight on your shoulder as you felt yourself getting pinned to the wall, eyes slightly adjusting to the darkness you realized this man was none other than Dion Agriche. His maroon eyes were piercing into your skin as he said,

“I never cared about someone seeing the good in me, I wanted someone who would see me in my worst and yet still want me, that would be you, you won’t be going anywhere now doll,” His eyes locked with yours

“I love Cassis,” She lied,

She had never loved Cassis, she found him to be a close friend but mistook it for feelings.

“I know but you will learn to love me,” He glared

“In that case love me,” Y/n laughed as pulled him down to her level to kiss him.

Dion twirled the necklace in y/n’s neck around his fingers as he slipped a knee between her legs, kissing her roughly.

#agriche #dion agriche #dion agriche x reader #yandere dion agriche x reader #roxana agriche #cassis pedelian #sylvia pedelian #agriche family x reader #maria agriche #manwaha x reader #webtoon x reader #wtptflob #way to protect the female leads older brother

[ragazza-whintigale]

Could you make a part 2 of the cassis pedelien fic pls

𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔰 𝔓𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

𝔒𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔞 ➵ The Way To Protect The Female Lead’s Older Brother

𝔄𝔳𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔷𝔢 ➵ Comportamento Yandere, relazione tossica, Abuso di Potere, Matrimonio Combinato, dinamiche di potere contorte, Sorella maggiore invadente, tocco non consensuale.

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔢 ➵ 4021

⟢𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 / 𝚂𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚘 ⟣

Erano quasi terminati i due maledetti anni promessi da Cassis, e (Nome) non ha semplicemente potuto ignorarlo come aveva pianificato. Lui te lo ha ricordato sempre, ogni giorno, affinché la sua fidanzata vivesse nella consapevolezza che non poteva scappare da lui in primo luogo.

La spiacevole sensazione di prurito in fondo all’anima era qualcosa che ancora non era riuscita a levare. Il non avere un vero controllo su se stessa la stava lentamente portando ad una specie di leggera e ironica pazzia. Ma questo non sembra infastidire Cassis o semplicemente lei non lo aveva mai notato. Gli occhi stanchi e quasi sempre socchiusi anche durante le conversazioni più interessanti. La bocca era asciutta per qualsiasi discorso e pregna di quell'espressione di disgusto per il mondo e per lui. Sentiva le mani fredde e ossute, ma non aveva freddo e soprattutto era difficile avere le sue stesse ossa esposte come pensava di sentirle al tatto. Forse è per questo che ha iniziato a strofinarle tra di loro in continuazione, quasi in uno scatto nervoso. Il rumore della porcellana pregiata risvegliò (Nome) improvvisamente e nuovamente si é ritrovata ad incontrare gli occhi soleggiati di Cassis. Era possibile stesse parlando, con lei e di qualcosa di importante - almeno a parer suo - e a cui Lady (Nome) aveva smesso di prestare attenzione nell’istante in cui aveva capito che non era qualcosa che meritava la sua reale attenzione. Non sapeva essere sintetico e sbrigativo. Ogni suo discorso conteneva ben poco di cose davvero importanti, la maggior parte era qualcosa relativo alla sua scarsa disattenzione. (Nome) lo riteneva marginale.

❝ Non pretendo realmente una risposta: Mi stavi ascoltando, (nome)? ❞ Se Cassis non pretendeva una risposta perché la domanda suona così autoritaria nell’istante in cui l’aveva pronunciata? Ma poi la nobile si é ricordata che in questi 2 anni l’aveva sempre illusa di avere una libertà effettiva o un vero potere decisionale in quello che lui aveva già deciso. Niente era qualcosa su cui sarebbe semplicemente passato sopra, soprattutto se lei avesse mai cercato di fare di testa sua. ❝ Mi stavo solo godendo questo thé. Non dovrei, Mio signore? ❞ Le due ultime parole le uscirono a fatica e ha quasi temuto di soffocare in esse, ma non lo ha fatto.

(Nome) nascose le mani sotto il tavolo di nuovo, con una certa discrezione. Ha fatto passare le punte dei polpastrelli di una mano sull’altra. Un movimento leggero e delicato, niente di doloroso o fastidioso.

Lei, in realtà, odiava quel thé e non era davvero qualcosa che meritasse le sue attenzioni, come volevi di certo illuderlo. Il bergamotto e la menta con il miele, erano solo le fragranze che più frequentemente indossava Cassis, e semplicemente le è sembrato che volevano farle il lavaggio del cervello. (Nome) aveva letto diverse storie di uomini che usavano certe fragranze ricorrenti per far invaghire una qualsiasi donna con il tempo. Questo doveva essere associato a sensazioni e gestiti piacevoli naturalmente.

Non era così diverso dagli Agriche che tanto disprezza.

E lei detesta il bergamotto.

Cassis non sembrava convinto della sua risposta. Lady (Nome) non sapeva se era collegato a quei micro segnali di repulsione o al fatto che ogni volta che accennava ad un argomento fastidioso lei nascondeva le mani come se fosse colpevole di qualche crimine.

In ogni caso non aveva nascosto il fastidio sotto una delle solite maschere, non c’era nessuno da cui doveva nascondersi. ❝ Sei costantemente distratta ultimamente, dovresti concentrarti sui preparativi. Manca solo un mese al matrimonio.❞ Non era del tutto colpa sua se era distratta. In primo luogo (Nome) non voleva nemmeno il matrimonio, non era pronta e tanto meno lo sarebbe mai stata con lui. Ma sapeva che non avrebbe avuto molto effetto se lo avesse puntualizzato ancora. Niente sarebbe cambiato e il matrimonio non sarebbe stato annullato. Era solo una grande perdita di voce e forze. ❝ Sono solo nervosa tutto qui. ❞ Certo non nel senso in cui voleva lui ma lo era. Avere una vita legata al proprio aguzzino non poteva non renderla nervosa e allo stesso tempo il mat rimonio era qualcosa che avrebbe dovuto emozionare… ma non lo ha fatto. Lei non provava niente.

Non stava più sfiorando le sue mani, percependo vene e capillari superficiali, ma stava sfregando intensamente la pelle creando un intenso rossore, niente di doloroso solo fastidioso.

Cassis si era alzato dalla sua sedia in metallo verniciato di bianco con cuscini di velluto azzurro soffici e lisci. La sedia aveva emesso un suono fastidioso mentre strisciava a terra, e semplicemente (Nome) si é costretta a stringere gli occhi per non soccombere al suono. Il Pedelian, da dove era seduto, di fronte a lei, si é spostato dietro di lei. Le sue mani troppo grandi e ruvide si posarono sulle sue spalle scoperte e vulnerabili. Ogni tocco e vibrazione sulla sua pelle le faceva tremare intensamente sul posto.

Ora ha iniziato a pizzicare e a creare calore, lo sfregare è diventato più insistente e (Nome) ha aumentato la forza.

❝ Nessuna bugia avrà più qualche effetto ora, mia signora. Dovresti iniziare a convivere con l’idea che tra poco saremo marito e moglie.❞ Si è morsa la guancia, e al ricordo di come che l’avrebbe messa sul suo stesso piano. Non lo voleva, voleva che la trattasse ingiustamente per avere qualcosa per cui incolparlo.

La pelle dei polpastrelli è stata sostituita dalle unghie. Graffi e sangue si mescolano e bruciano intensamente. Ha lasciato un bacio sulla tempia e ha fermato le mani. Non c’era tutto quel sangue che sentiva e nemmeno tutti quei graffi bruciare. ❝ Sarà meglio disinfettare queste ferite… chiamerò qualcuno che lo faccia.❞

Dopo di che se ne è andato attraverso la porta che collega il giardino alla tenuta Pedelian, ordinò ad una delle tante serve di tenerle compagnia, per tutto il tempo che sarebbe rimasta lì fuori e di prendersi cura della sua disattenzione.

Era sotto intenso che non poteva rimanere lì per sempre e nemmeno per troppo tempo. Avrebbe sicuramente pensato che stesse tramando qualcosa, anche se non poteva davvero farlo. Non ora, né dopo.

(Nome) si è chiesta come avrebbe potuto convivere con questo, con lui e con questo matrimonio. Lui glielo aveva ordinato quindi tecnicamente avrebbe dovuto farlo e basta. Arresa, Lady (Nome) si ritiró nelle tue stanze, tra qualche ora avrebbe dovuto incontrare il fioraio per scegliere le ultime composizioni e sarebbe stato seccante se fosse stata rimproverata per il ritardo da Cassis.

Qualcuno ha bussato insistentemente alla sua porta e semplicemente chi era dall’altra parte non si era preoccupato di aspettare che (Nome) rispondesse. La figura appena entrata, si fermò sulla soglia guardando la scena che, per qualche motivo le era familiare.

La serva si fermò dall’intrecciare i capelli. Era mattina presto e certamente Lady (Nome) doveva essere presentabile come minimo prima di poter ricevere qualcuno. L’altra opzione era un aspetto impeccabile, come aveva preteso Cassis, ma a volte c’erano occasioni troppo importanti per poter aspettare che lei fosse perfetta.

Nell’istante in cui era stata fissata la data del suo matrimonio, è diventata di colpo una dame delle più importanti del continente eppure sua sorella, Reina, poteva molto spesso dimenticarlo. Non che (Nome) l’avesse vista molto durante questi 2 anni, quindi non ha avuto molte occasioni per usarlo contro di lei. Ma era sicura lo avrebbe odiato.

Reina non era cambiata molto e conservava ancora la sua autorità di sorella maggiore. La bella nobile si è domandata brevemente se anche Cassis lo faceva con Sylvia, e semplicemente ha provato pietà per la sua futura cognata.

❝ Sorella..? ❞ Il silenzio di quell’istante, per un attimo le ha parlato più di come avrebbe fatto normalmente. Con uno sguardo da parte di sua sorella e un gesto della futura Pedelian, la serva è stata congedata. Come minimo avrebbe riferito la cosa a Cassis, ma di colpo era passata in secondo piano, come se (Nome) fosse diventata di colpo intoccabile con la bionda presente. Reina si avvicinò alla sorella minore e sciolse semplicemente il lavoro della serva, per procedere a modo suo, come sempre.

Sembrava disgustata dall’operato della donna. ❝ Pensavo che la famiglia Pedelian non avrebbero badato a spese per la cameriera personale della loro futura signora. ❞ Non sembrava delusa, lo era e basta, come se la (colore) fosse davvero superiore a chiunque fosse presente in quella residenza. Come se non fosse una novella futura sposa, ma la diretta matriarca della famiglia. Per il momento non era niente di questo, anche se un giorno lo sarebbe stata, ma per ora valeva meno di zero.

❝ È solo provvisoria…❞ (Nome) ha sottinteso che avrebbe scelto qualcuno di molto più appagante e rispettoso di quella donna. ❝ Sarà…❞

Mentre parlavate non aveva mai smesso di acconciarle i capelli. Il ricordo della sua infanzia, invase la mente di Lady (Nome), mentre Reina faceva lo stesso quando erano più piccole. Quando Reina non era sposata e non aveva quelle pesti dei suoi 3 figli e la più giovane non stava ancora complottando per affondare il suo futuro marito.

L’intreccio era preciso e pulito, e decisamente più stretto di quello della serva. Poteva quasi fermare il flusso sanguigno se davvero fosse stato possibile. Questo era quello che si doveva pretendere da una cameriera che avrebbe preso questo ruolo. Ma (Nome) poteva immaginare che non potesse esistere una persona più affidabile di questa donna, per stare al suo fianco.

❝ Come procede la tua relazione con Cassis? ❞ L’affermazione era uscita dal nulla. Non aveva usato titoli o onorificenze vicino al nome dell’uomo che era a tutti gli effetti l’erede di casa Pedelian. Reina era sempre stata una donna irrispettosamente elegante.

Tutto quello che poteva dire era così semplice ed essenziale quando era con Reina. Ma lei era seria! o forse la stava prendendo in giro? Sperava la seconda ma era chiaro fosse la prima. ❝ Procede… almeno credo. ❞ Si sono fissate per minuti interminabili negli occhi e semplicemente aveva capito cosa intendeva con la sua vaga risposta. Aveva iniziato ad inserire nel raccolto un complesso di nastri dai colori azzurro e blu, dando un qualche tocco di colore, imprimendo saldamente la consapevolezza del suo ruolo e poi del proprio nei confronti di (Nome) .

❝ Invece tu che cosa ci fai qui? ❞ Non capitava molto spesso che le due sorelle avessero tempo di qualità da passare solo loro due. C’era sempre la presenza di Cassis o suo cognato o ancora i suoi nipoti. Nessuna chiacchierata tra sole donne adulte e anche allora vi erano orecchie indiscrete a cui non era saggio far ascoltare. Cameriere, lady Pedelian o ancora Sylvia.

❝ Ma come? non posso prendermi una pausa dai miei doveri di Moglie e Madre per aiutare la mia adorata sorella minore con il proprio matrimonio. ❞ Mancava un mese al matrimonio… ma era plausibile. Spesso Reina rammenta come (Nome) fosse la sua preferita.

Le due più grandi in casa e un'età molto più vicina rispetto alle due gemelle. Ma la (colore) sperava ci fosse di più per questo suo intervento.

❝ Avete già piani per il futuro? ❞ (Nome) capii all’istante e molto bene cosa intendeva con questo, era molto velato ma era il loro modo di parlare. Quel modo di parlare segreto per intendere cose che gli altri non avrebbero dovuto capire. Piccoli cenni del capo, guardare in un certo punto ad un certo punto, gesti con le mani del tutto nella norma ma che in un preciso ordine avevano tutt’altro significato.

Questo aveva fatto Reina - decisamente la più intelligente della famiglia- che aveva capito che qualcosa non era come dovrebbe essere.

Aveva ritenuto ad un certo punto necessario che lei è la sorella avessero un modo diverso per comunicare.

Ma questa volta non ha avuto bisogno di alcun segnale. Solo di una semplice frase.

Lo avete già fatto? O ancora meglio: Ha già fatto qualcosa?

Reina non aveva staccato il suo sguardo da (Nome) anche quando quest’ultima lo aveva rivolto altrove rispetto al riflesso glorioso della sorella. ❝ Non esattamente. ❞ La bionda odiava le risposte vaghe. Questa era una di quelle. ❝ Dovresti essere più specifica. ❞ Strinse un pó troppo il nastro e le due ciocche sigillando l’acconciatura appena completata. Reina la voltó di scatto. Ora erano una di fronte all’altra. ❝ (Nome), cara sorella, se fosse per me non saresti in questa situazione… ❞ La sua mano accarezzò affettuosamente il viso della sorella più piccola. ❝ … se ti ha fatto qualcosa, qualsiasi cosa, faró tutto per fargliela pagare. Q-U-A-L-S-I-A-S-I.❞

I suoi occhi castani erano fuoco ardente che divampava. Cosa poteva fare? ❝ So cosa pensi… lo ti si legge negli occhi… ❞ Se possibile il fuoco divenne ancora più divampante nei suoi occhi, (Nome) temeva sul serio l’avesse bruciata viva.

❝ Esistono molti modi per far soffrire una persona… ❞

(Nome) si mosse tra le coperte risvegliandosi da uno di quei sonni profondi e intensi. Ne aveva sentito il bisogno in questi anni, era da tempo che non dormiva come si deve. In parte dovuto ai preparativi e in parte per l’insistenza di Cassis, i suoi pensieri erano diventati un peso che aveva colpito anche il suo sonno. Avere qui sua sorella è sicuramente la cosa migliore che le sarebbe potuta capitare- batte di poco la scenata di (Nome) e Cassis per la scelta del profumo che (Nome) avrebbe usato per il matrimonio-.

Ogni qual volta che lui avrebbe cercato di cambiare qualcosa che Lady (Nome) aveva scelto, Reina interveniva in una discussione diplomatica e insistente su chi poteva avere la meglio - ovviamente lei-. E’ rinfrescante e rassicurante, tanto quanto la sensazione della silenziosa rabbia di Cassis.

Ogni tradizione è stata rispettata e ogni obiezione e cambiamento richiesto da Cassis era stato eliminato. E’ sbalorditivo, voleva davvero imparare anche lei qualsiasi nome avesse questa arte nel discutere che Reina padroneggiare.

Un gemito di contentezza è uscito dalle labbra sottili senza pensarci e senza consapevolezza della sua presenza. ❝ Pensi che possa durare in eterno?❞ (Nome) ha aperto gli occhi in un sussulto e ha visto Cassis nel suo stato rilassato, se non fosse per l’irritazione che gli addobbava il viso.

Non ha dato segno di paura o sorpresa nel vederlo nella sua stanza. Ha già messo in chiaro dal primo momento che tutto ciò è suo è di Cassis e tutto quello che è di Cassis è anche suo. Oltre ad aver sottolineando più volte che avrebbero comunque finito per condividere un letto tra meno di 2 settimane - 1 anno e 10 mesi la prima volta -.

Questo gli è sembrata una scusa sufficiente per svegliarsi alle prime luci dell’alba, raggiungere la stanza della sua fidanzata e sedersi sul suo letto per osservarla e avvolte toccarla. (Nome) non credeva fosse una buona scusa e di conseguenza aveva cercato di allontanarlo… le prime volte. Presto ha capito l'inutilità del gesto e lo ha lasciato fare. Le sarebbe bastato urlare e qualcuno avrebbe rimproverato il comportamento del ragazzo nei confronti della sua novella sposa, se mai avesse osato andare oltre.

❝ Non riesco a capire cosa intendi con questo. ❞ Lei si è tirata a sedere e poi si è allontanata il più possibile mentre lui si metteva più comodo sopra le coperte. Un sospiro esasperato lascia Cassis e (Nome) poteva quasi sentirsi orgogliosa del turbamento che provava anche se non era niente in confronto a quello che aveva provato in quel periodo. ❝ Ti prego (nome), non fingere di non capire. Non ti si addice.❞ è vero. Ha finto di non capire, ma era sempre meglio fingere di non sapere. Lui sembrava non aver mai imparato questa lezione e sperava che prima poi la vedesse dalla sua prospettiva ma il suo sguardo sembrava dire il contrario.

In ogni caso finge di non sapere le riusciva meglio di qualsiasi altra cosa e di conseguenza lei stessa pensava le si addicesse come cosa.

❝ È solo colpa tua… non hai niente di cui incolparmi. ❞ (Nome) si accasciò in modo rilassato tra i cuscini. La sua facciata era caduta, e decise di non sostenere più quella bugia, per il momento. ❝ In quale modo sarebbe colpa mia?❞ Il suo viso era corrugato in una espressione mista tra l’irritazione e la sorpresa per il cambiato repentino di (Nome). La sua voce però era ancora dura e gelida come sempre. ❝ Io non ho mai voluto questo matrimonio, non lo voglio ora come allora.❞ Non poteva mentire su una cosa del genere. Lo dimostrava a quanto era arrivata. Cederlo ai loro nemici pur di fuggire da questo, e successivamente avrebbe sop portato qualsiasi punizione le avessero affidato dopo il suo ritorno. Solo non era disposta a continuare con questa punizione. Persino le celle fredde dei Pedelian potevano essere più invitanti di questo matrimonio.

❝ Avevi detto che avresti sopportato qualsiasi punizione, ora ti rimangi la parola. Eppure sposarmi non mi sembra una poi così grande punizione.❞ Era facile per lui parlare. Lui aveva deciso di portare avanti il buon nome della sua famiglia, (Nome) invece aveva optato per vivere con tranquillità senza grandi pretese. Lui l’aveva trascinato in questa cosa, in fondo tra tutti aveva scelto lei. Chissà così ci ha visto allora?

❝ Speravo sinceramente in una punizione più magnanima.❞ Lui rise sotto i baffi. ❝ La prigione ti sembra una punizione magnanima? ❞ In realtà no, ma era più allettante di stare con lui per tutta la vita.

❝ Il matrimonio è una prigione. Solo senza sbarre.❞ Parole di sua sorella. Le stesse che disse una settimana dopo il suo matrimonio, quando avevano litigato per qualcosa che (Nome) aveva classificato irrilevante, ma che nel loro contesto sembrava esagerato.

❝ Hai un modo contorto di vedere di vedere le relazione amorese. ❞ Non era di certo una relazione quella, tanto meno amorosa. Lo ha fulminato con lo sguardo mentre lui fissava le sue mani giocherellare con l’orlo della tua adorabile camicia da notte in seta. Era più a suo agio quando (Nome) non cercava di squarciarsi le mani e non gli gridava quanto fosse sbagliato. ❝ I discorsi servono a questo… rivelare quello che è stato nascosto.❞ Altra frase di sua sorella solo questa era dedicata a lei.

Quando Reina di notte entrava di colpo in camera dopo aver scoperto come (Nome) era fuggita sfacciatamente di nascosto senza dirglielo e la costringeva a raccontarle tutto. Terminava sempre in questo modo il discorso per poi complimentarsi per essere riuscita a ingannare tutti -tranne lei ovviamente-.

❝ Sai essere molto più loquace a quest’ora, mia signora. ❞ Cassis era ad un palmo dal suo naso quando ha parlato, e (Nome) -persa nei suoi pensieri- se ne era accorta troppo tardi. Le sue mani l’avevano avvicinata a lui con estrema facilità lasciandola quasi sorpresa di quanto potesse essere forte.

Se mai avesse pensato di fuggire, avrebbe dovuto giocare d'astuzia e non sulla mera forza fisica. Ad Cassis sarebbe bastato poco per alzarla di peso e riportarla indietro da lui e dalla sua famiglia.

In un gesto istintivo (Nome) ha inarcato la schiena, per evitare la sua mano. Solo non aveva calcolato abbastanza adeguatamente la distanza da prevedere l’incontrarsi dei loro petti.

I loro occhi non avevano molta distanza tra loro, tanto che avrebbe sentito anche il più leggero dei suoi respiri.

❝ Sarò anche loquace ma tu sei invadente. ❞ (Nome) ha puntualizzato stanca di qualsiasi cosa potesse fare Cassis. Non si era trattenuta più -non che avesse realmente intenzione di farlo in ogni caso - ma ora si sentiva solo maggiormente autorizzata. Le sue labbra erano sul suo collo lasciando baci a farfalla, mentre le sue mani viaggiavano leggere sui suoi fianchi e sulla sua schiena.

Si é sentita Delusa e in gabbia, nonostante parte di questa situazione fosse proprio sua.

Per quanto (Nome) potesse riconoscere che quello che aveva fatto e la presenza di Reina lo rendessero frustrato e allontanato, la sua ragazza non lo trovava comunque giustificabile.

Il mix di inadeguatezza a qualsiasi ruolo lui potrebbe ma volere per lei, il formicolare sotto la pelle e alla pelle d’oca; Formano sonata di disgusto che penetra la pelle bel curata e profumata. Lo spinse via, o almeno era quello che voleva fare. L’unico risultato ottenuto era una distanza di a malapena 20 cm dei loro volti, e fermando di conseguenza le mani di Cassis. Una al centro della schiena e l’altra sul suo fianco destro. ❝ C’è qualcosa che non va? ❞ Sussurrò a bassa voce, affinché solo lei potesse udirlo. Il tono era leggero e amorevole, quasi come non ci fosse stata una discussione poco prima. Come se entrambi lo voleste davvero. Come se lei volesse infrangere la tradizione della prima notte di nozze proprio con lui.

Ma non era così.

Il disgusto é ancora più accentuato. ❝ Tutto questo. È tutto questo che non va! ❞ Si sentiva annegare in se stessa mentre lui alza un sopracciglio. Non sembrava capire cosa ci fosse di male. Glielo leggeva negli occhi caldi e chiari. Lui voleva arrivare fino in fondo quella notte.

Cosi che nessuno potesse difenderla da lui. È questo che ha pensato lei, e per questo voleva impedirlo.

❝ Questo non è il momento… hai atteso due anni… perché adesso..❞ Ad (Nome) mancava il fiato per quello che poteva sembrare la millesima volta da quando l’evava toccato. Il petto, le braccia, il corpo e la coscienza sono pesanti, come se ad un certo punto qualcuno le avesse fatto franare una montagna addosso e l’avesse lasciata in balia di qualsiasi morte l’avrebbe attesa. É rimasta lì in un soffocante silenzio solo che solo lei stava soffocando.

Lady (Nome) non sapeva se fosse i suoi occhi ancora fissi su di lei, o la pesantezza delle sue disperate é sprezanti parole o il semplice peso delle aspettative. ❝ Avevi promesso che avresti aspettato-❞

Rise basso e amaro mentre la guarda - no, anzi stava guardando qualcos’altro -. ❝ Sappiamo che non si tratta di questo… smetti di fingere che te ne importi. ❞ Cassis si é permesso di trascinarla a se. La Distese sul letto con la schiena contro il materasso, le sue gambe avvolte intorno alla vita di Cassis, le sue mani erano al lato del suo volto ed convolto e spaventato… e lei semplicemente rimase immobile aspettando qualsiasi cosa, qualcuno che venga a fermarlo.

(Nome) era sempre pregna di quell’espressione sconvolta quando era sola con lui in quella camera. Ogni volta parlava di quella maledettissima prima volta come se davvero fosse il punto focale. Come se fosse il vero centro del discorso.

In realtà, agli occhi di Cassis lei avrebbe trovato una scusa anche quella notte pur di non essere tocca in qualsiasi modo. Non aveva semplicemente senso continuare a prolungare le loro torture. Lui avrebbe potuto solo soddisfare il suo bisogno di possederla e lei semplicemente avrebbe smesso di negare.

Pateticamente non lo ha respinto, non per la consapevolezza della loro differenza di forza, ma dalla pura e semplice paura.

Se avesse voluto andare avanti, (Nome) avrebbe semplice pianto e supplicato affinché -prima o poi- questo potesse finire. ❝ Non si è mai trattato solo aspettare e lo sai. ❞ Certo che (Nome) lo sapeva. Per quanto fosse consapevole di questo era inutile, provava ancora un immenso terrore.

Prima o poi sarebbe dovuto accadere, e rimandare era solo l’unica cosa su cui Cassis ti ha fornito una scelta.

Si abbassò e ora il suo volto era dannatamente vicino alla sua pelle. Bació a stampo ogni punto di pelle scoperta a sua disposizione in quella dannata posizione. Le spalle, il collo, il viso, la mandibola, le clavicole e la valle dei seni. Quest’ultimo gli impone di spostare il tessuto della delicata camicia da notte. Avrebbe potuto andare avanti così, togliere l’abbigliamento da notte della sua signora e continuare, non lo avrebbe fermato ed era sicura non lo avrebbe fermato neanche ora.

Tuttavia non è andato oltre si era fermato lì, dove l’ultimo bacio era stato posato e si alzò di colpo.

❝ Spero sia bastato come avvertimento… Il tempo è un lusso che ti ho concesso io e nessun altro. ❞

#cassis pedelian #cassis pendalian x reader #yandere cassis pendalian #yandere cassis x reader #Yandere cassis #yandere cassis pedalian x reader #the+way+to+protect+the+female+lead's+older+brother #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #the way to protect the female lead's older brother x reader #twtptflob

[chaedomi]

AGRICHE TO PEDELIAN

SUMMARY . flowers don't attract butterflies alone. suddenly, others are gravitating to you, expanding your long list of obsessive admirers. pt. 1

CHARACTERS . THE BLUE PEDELIAN

WARNINGS . YANDERE, female child reader, platonic, ooc, kidnapping, mild injury, implied violence, unhealthy relationships (if i missed any, kindly alert me)

WORDCOUNT . 2.4k+ / MASTERLIST.

HOW DID it end up like this? It all happened in the span of one night while you were asleep. And when you reopened your eyes, you quickly discovered that you were no longer inside your bedroom. You had time to explore every place in your manor, so when you couldn’t identify which part of the manor you were in, you began to panic and overthink.

Your distress got worse when a silver-haired female burst into the room and grabbed you into a hug as if there wasn’t some problem with this. At this point, you began to cry, fully convinced that you were kidnapped, pushing the woman away from you, and startling her. It was in chaos for a while, your screams mixing with your words as you wailed for your freedom. The woman tried to reassure you with sweet words, inclusive of the maids present who stepped in to assist by dangling pretty jewelry in front of your face to distract you.

Unfortunately, their efforts to appease you only increased your wails. When a masculine figure barged into the room this time, it was only then you stopped crying, in favor of blinking at him while the stray tears fell from the corner of your eyes. Staring at the male, you knew he looked familiar, your panicked mind just couldn’t identify who. 

When he approached you with a gentle smile, patted your head, and began this monologue of ‘protecting’ you, you finally put the pieces together; this male was no other than the heir of The Blue Pedelian, CASSIS. Oh, boy…

In truth, your kidnapping was all ROXANA's fault, and she had no choice but to admit that. God forbid if her family found out that she was the whole reason for your disappearance, it would even make her kind-hearted mother hold some form of grudge against her and result in her execution. Luckily, no one was able to trace the doings back to her… except her red-eyed freak of an older brother.

Satisfying her curiosity was not worth it. As they say, it killed the cat. Now, she was stuck reaping the consequences of her stupidity; distraught over your disappearance, and additional work that could have been avoided, in her plan.

…If her life didn't depend on his, you bet she would have already retaliated without mercy. How foolish, she gave him an inch and he took a mile.

But, who is to blame other than herself? To explain, it was a fleeting thought that crossed her mind one morning to which she initially paid no mind… till it stubbornly stuck inside her brain. From what she remembered, in The Abysmal Flower, Sylvia displayed extreme and obsessive feelings toward you, despite being the enemy, willing to risk her safety to keep you by her side. Due to her intervention, however, Sylvia remained out of the picture. Still, she began to wonder.

If Sylvia wasn’t immune to your adorable charms, could it possibly be the same for Cassis? And thus, it marked the beginning of her little experiment. It came as no surprise to her that Cassis was on guard when she first introduced you to him. After all, almost every Agriche child was a demon spawn.

Regardless of the precautions Cassis took, his guard quickly crumbled once he was exposed to your innocence and purity, much to Roxana’s amusement. His hostile attitude quickly evaporated, he even held you on his lap (with Roxana’s permission), reciting stories that would intrigue a child your age. …She wished he was that cooperative with her as well.

She continued this pattern for a few weeks… every day, she would spare some time to take you to Cassis and observe how it played out in the distance. And each time, it never failed to entertain her. A righteous and kept man like him becomes nothing more than a slave for a child, an enemy’s child. She was long satisfied with her discovery, it’s just that Cassis was always in a better mood and more willing to listen after he spent his time with you.

But the day Cassis got too comfortable and had the guts to refer to you as one of his SIBLINGS, she realized, she may have spoiled him too much. She never had a problem when Sylvia referred to you as her ‘little sister.’ However, that was BEFORE she was thrown into the novel world. Now that she had the opportunity to experience your kindness herself, anyone who tried to make their claim on you outside the family is nothing LESS aggravating. And that was the end of your little visits.

That’s when it went downhill. Of course, Cassis was quick to pick up on your sudden absence throughout the days. He tried to ask, but once Roxana's tone progressively got more aggressive the longer he persisted, he finally got the hint. He wasn't seeing you again.

Roxana was grateful that Cassis had shut his mouth after a while. But, she found it odd how compliant he remained without your presence. More so, she hated the way he stared at her, a hidden intent she couldn't figure out in his eyes. It intensified when she gave him a map of the manor, a faint sighting of a smirk ghosting his lips. …Out of all people, Roxana would have never expected Cassis to kidnap someone. Trust no one, as they say. What an arse… Repaying her good deeds with this.

And so, the manor of The Black Agriche was thrown into a frenzy, having lost something very precious. Unless Roxana wanted to stir more trouble with hasty actions, she must sit quietly for now. …At the very least she didn’t need to worry about your safety. Unlike The Black Agriche, The Blue Pedelian will never torture their captives, let alone a young child like you…

Meanwhile, you were having your own crisis. This was a very drastic change. Although the violent nature of your family often terrifies you, you have grown used to it… kind of. Now, with the serene environment of The Blue Pedelians, you've grown antsy, anticipating some form of chaos to arise.

Ignoring how he took you without your agreement (no matter how hard he tried to justify his actions in a good light), you felt more comfortable being around CASSIS than the rest of the family. You weren’t sure if the times spent together back in your manor contributed to your lack of fear around him or relieved over the fact that your situation could have been very worse, and you didn’t care all that much. Cassis's attitude toward you didn’t change from when he was held prisoner, instead, his doting habits only increased now that his actions were not limited and monitored. He spoils you a lot, more than he spoils his younger sister. He will try his hardest to provide whatever you want, as long as it stays within the 'reasonable' range.

And by 'reasonable' he means, stop asking him to return you home. Suddenly, he understood Roxana's frustration. Is this what she felt when he continuously persisted? He doesn't get why you would want to return home out of all places; your family is vile.

It's not like you wanted to return, you had to. Although you wished to run away and never return, the odds were still not in your favor for you to make your escape plan. Something also told you that residing in The Blue Pedelian Manor was its own kind of hell…

The possible feud that can brew if your whereabouts were revealed made your skin crawl with fear. Knowing your value between the two families as well, you would be caught in the crossfire, and who knows what would happen to you then… You were trying to make things better for you, not destroy all your chances.

Cassis still didn't listen to your concerns (he never does), shutting down your complaints with a stern glare. …You just hope whatever war was to break out, it would happen later rather than sooner…

Just what was wrong with you? He’s trying his hardest to get you accustomed to your new surroundings, spoiling you with gifts, spending time with you along with his sister, anything to put you at ease. Yet, you just didn’t care! All you did was flush his efforts down the drain. He thought he was making progress with you, so he would never expected it, hell, even imagined it. But, when he caught you creeping around the exit gates, your freaked-out expression said it all. Now, here you were, leg chained to the bedpost back inside your prison-like bedroom. Seeing you chained up reminded him of himself, and it was interesting to see the roles switch to some extent. Truthfully, your tears pained him, but, he didn’t see the point in you crying. He wasn’t doing anything bad and he wished that you’d stop acting as if he was.

"Why can’t you understand that this is for your benefit?"

Oh? SYLVIA adores you? Why, that's no secret and is obvious to anyone who witnesses the interaction between you and her. Why wouldn't she love you!? You're everything she ever wanted in a younger sister… well, minus the looks, but, she can get past that!

MORE doting than Cassis, it's overbearing, honestly. Ever since your first encounter, you don't remember a time when you were left alone; it's always some lousy excuse to be around you. She hugs, kisses, cuddles, squishes, and any affectionate gesture she can think of, she does it to you. It was like she was trying to merge herself with you.

Honestly, her compassion spooked you. Her behavior reminded you a lot of your second stepmother, Maria. So, you weren't surprised when she had some hostile reaction whenever a maid would unintentionally interrupt your 'bonding' time. The sweeter they are, the more aggressive. Well, at least there weren't any dead bodies scattered on the ground…

Have you ever been so upset that you began to cry? Sylvia is a perfect demonstration of that. Perhaps you were right to compare her to Maria, the rage evident on her face was akin to the deadly glare your stepmother wore when she was furious. Flashbacks clouded your mind of how Maria snapped when a servant accidentally spilled milk on your gown. This situation was much different; a maid somehow cut your hand with the teacup. The one time Sylvia thought it was a good idea to let you get some fresh air outside your room, the fun atmosphere was ruined by something silly as this. It’s no surprise if your family lashed out, but to see a sophisticated woman such as Sylvia spew out words of profanity and behave so hostile was unexpected. At the very least, you appreciated she held back for your sake. With the way her hands shook with rage the longer she chewed out the maid, you had the impression Sylvia wanted to do much more than a stern talking to.

“There you are! I looked for you everywhere. I was beginning to worry that you’ve run away, but, you won’t do that to me, right?”

Your fear of RISCHEL was reasonable. Given his position inside his household, you two never met that often. However, the rare times you do meet, his piercing gaze never fails to make you shrink back on yourself. If you think about it, his hateful attitude made sense. You were one of the many offsprings of his biggest enemy, Lante, and said enemy kidnapped his son and tormented him mercilessly. Some of his son’s many torturers included Lante’s children, so you could just imagine the many scenarios that went through his mind. You don’t blame him if he was tempted to torment you, solely for Lante having a taste of his own medicine.

While Rischel’s expression came across as wanting to bury you six feet under, in truth, he was very much intrigued by your existence. It was confusing to see his son return with an unconscious child after escaping. And for a moment he feared that his son went mad when the child held in his arms was an Agriche and pleaded for your protection.

He was hesitant (for good reason) but ultimately agreed in the end. If his son saw something valuable in you, then there must be some worth in keeping you around. However, it didn’t mean he automatically trusted you. Without your knowledge, he monitored you, planting eyes everywhere. Any suspicious activity he was informed of would be enough validation for him to throw you out with no hesitation.

…So how exactly did his wariness morph into overwhelming softness toward you? (like father like son) The feeling just dawned upon him and he noticed it all: your mannerisms, your innocence, it slowly rubbed on him in a positive light. This was strange. He wonders if you had used a spell on him, no one should fall under anyone’s whims so suddenly as if you possessed this charm that melts even the hearts of the cold-blooded. But, oh, did the feeling around you feel so nice. And soon, he simply gave in to the desire to love you and protect you.

You realized how much more tolerable he became of your presence, to your relief. Even so, the feelings you saw on the outside couldn’t begin to compare to the rapidly developing obsessive feelings he harbored for you. And by the time you began to pick up on the dangerous signals, the damage was already done.

You were beyond speechless when you looked into the reflection of the mirror, staring at someone else entirely. Her hair was a shade of pure silver, and her eyes resembled the golden rays of the sun. As you reached your hand out to touch the glass, your body froze as reality sunk in. This was not another person, but rather you, with a new appearance and identity you were forced to carry. Looking over your shoulder, you glanced at the faces of Rischel, Cassis, and Sylvia, hoping for all of this to be one big joke. But, the pleased glances they returned alerted you that this situation was far from a joke, and you had to accept your new fate.

“Sylvia was correct. This look suits you perfectly.”

You were stressed and rightfully so. How could all of this happen? And why did it have to be you? You were still young and didn’t deserve to deal with these problems. In such a short amount of time, along with new obsessors formed, you temporarily resigned to a new lifestyle, switching from agriche to pedelian.

©chaedomi. please do not modify, edit, copy or reproduce any of the works published.

#🥛━ 𝓒𝐇𝐀𝐄 #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #twtptflob #twtptflob x reader #manhwa x reader #manhwa x you #yandere manhwa x reader #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #yandere platonic #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #child reader #female reader

[yandere-daydreams]

hihi! how are you doing? i hope all's well?

i'm writing a small drabble, over 1k words, for a very princely character. he's very proud, he can be haughty, but he's polite and respectful, and falls in love hard (his name is cassis pedelian)

but anyways, my point is, i really love how you write stockholm syndrome in your fics, and i was wondering... could you give some tips on how to write a reader whos on the edge of stockholm syndrome / later on, has already fallen?

i don't really think of myself as an expert on stolkholmed darlings, but i'm glad to hear that you're enjoying my stuff! for the most part,for readers just starting to teeter on the edge, i try to focus on the reader's begrudging sympathy for their yandere and the slow, creeping process of starting to think of your captor as less of a captor, and more of a... roommate with some wacky tendencies. the very gradual, but increasingly employed tendency to separate the bad things the yandere does to your reader from the yandere as a person also helps to emphasize,,, like,,, how their mindset is adjusting to make their current situation just a little less traumatizing, even if their behavior as yet to follow in suit (for example, the change from 'i tried to escape, so he broke my ankle' to to 'i tried to escape, and now my ankle is broken').

as for readers who are already broken in, the subconscious separation of the bad things their yandere does from their yandere as a person is also huge. it's definitely going to be more severe than it was in the earlier stages, and more directly blames the reader for misbehaving and forcing their yandere's hand ('he lost his temper and broke my leg' to ' i broke his rules, and he broke my legs but it hurt him more than it hurt me :('). their behavior's also probably caught up with their mental state, so they've probably lulled into something as close to a real "relationship" with their yandere as is possible for, y'know, what is a prolonged hostage scenario.

tldr; focus on the reader's guilt for misbehaving over their anger towards their yandere, dial down the rebelliousness as much as feels appropriate, and maybe throw in a little self-loathing for ""letting"" their captor break them down. for flavor.

#also shoot me a link as soon as that drabble is finished #i'm just getting over my yandere royalty phase and we're not fully over it yet babe #personal #anon ask

[meow-meow-potato]

❝rules❞

note...

request kindly,maximum character per request are four(4)(if in hc format),wait patiently and don't really expect me to write your request in just a day(it can take a month yknow)

I will write...

fem/male/gn reader,child reader, yanderes (characters only), platonic and romantic relationship, aus, poly(no more than three (2 characters and reader), sfw, fluff, angst,

I will not write...

pregnancy stuff,incest/stepcest,nsfw/smut,god/goddess/angel/priestess/saintess reader/characters,heavy religion themes,specific reader (such as,short reader,tall reader etc etc),hybrids,teacher/professor student relationship romantically (i accept platonic tho)

fandoms/characters...

the one in bolds are my fav atm

athanasia de alger obelia, jennette margarita, ijekiel alpheus, lucas, anastacius de alger obelia, claude de alger obelia, felix robane (wmmap), penelope eckhart, derrick eckhart, reynold eckhart, callisto regulus, vinter verdandi, ecklis (ditoeftv), roxana agriche, jeremy agriche, cassis pedelian (twtptflob), jieon, doyun nam, jeon sahye (act like you love me)

@meow-meow-potato all right reserved. do not copy,repost or claiming my work as your own!

#➤ meow.post #➤ meow.navi

[celestofisekai]

Hi! I just read your new post about Soulmate Prompt list.

Can I request Cassis Pedelian with prompt number 1 (Red string of fate) and maybe make it yandere too? (You don't need to do it if you don't want to)

Bye and have a great day :))))

A/N : Thank you for the request! Yes, I really love that manhwa so yes I am going to make it! I don’t know if this was what you had in mind but I hope you enjoy!

✦ Since he was a child he is able to see red strings that connected people. He absolutely adore the thought of meeting someone that is compatible to him. He holds onto that thought for years.

✦ Everyday as he was being tutored, he would play with his red string, wondering if his soulmate can feel the tug that he was giving on the string.

✦ The first time he met his soulmate was when he was kidnapped by Lante. He was so out of it that he didn’t realised. After Roxanna gave him the antidote, his visions cleared and he was staring cautiously at Roxanna but from the corner of his eyes he saw his red string shortened. So, he broke his staring contest with Roxanna and saw his soulmate. It was a maid that was standing behind Roxanna.

✦ When he was finally out of that dungeon, he introduced himself to his soulmate. He even got to finally know their name. He was always so kind to his soulmate; helping them, cover for them, and just be a good company in this hell hole.

✦ His favourite nickname for his soulmate is “My butterfly” because like a butterfly they were beautiful but they are hard to catch. He loves that about them. The adoring gazes sent their way by him as though they were a work of art.

✦ Though he started growing...jealous when he saw his butterfly talking to one of the many butlers in that estate. He started having this thoughts of...hurting that person because that person dared to take away his butterfly’s attention. His moral compass starts to swerve out of control. He knows what he was thinking was wrong but he was slowly starting to be consumed by by jealousy.

✦ Until he finally snapped. He kidnapped his butterfly and hide them somewhere where no one dared to look. He would visit everyday to give them food and water. Basic human needs were always met.

✦ “I’m sorry my sweet butterfly but I can’t let you be free anymore. It’s to protect you.”

✦ And just like that he has captured his butterfly keeping them in a glass jar for him to admire.

#yandere #scenarios #x reader #cassis pedelian #how to protect the heroine’s older brother #soulmate #red string of fate

[roseadleyn]

𝙁𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙣 𝘼𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙡. || 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙨 𝙋𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙡𝙞𝙖𝙣.

for @that-one-pretty-bitch as a part of my event. thank you so much for being a constant inspiration baby, ily <3

‼️ cassis in this is after chapter 36. because of this, he's more eerie and.. ah, unsettling, than his season 1 character. ‼️

yes i'm actually doing a non flower related title, can you believe it?? anyways enjoy 💞

— rose.

back to event masterlist!

affection — how do they show their love and affection?

cassis shows his affection through quality time or acts of service. invites you over for tea, offers to help you with your work, makes time to tell you old stories about his family. you take his monopolizing nature at surface level; brushing it off as light possessiveness. nothing more.

well, you got one part right. it's nothing less than possession.

blood — how messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

cassis tries to avoid killing; he's not very bloodthirsty and prefers to solve the problem through talking. however, if there is any sort of physical threat to you, he's not opposed to snapping a few necks.

cruelty — how would they treat their darling once abducted?

he's not cruel! ...most of the times. he's kind towards you but is so fast to turn on you that it leaves your head spinning. demands the knights who are stalking you, at sword-point, to tell him about every little thing you did in your day, from what you ate to who you talked to.

the thing is, you can't even remember the last time cassis allowed you to interact with anyone who wasn't him or your handmaidens.

darling — aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

no. he doesn't like seeing you cry and sob hysterically so he'd rather not. as for sex, that can wait. he doesn't want to shatter you completely, so it's better if you want him to before he tries to get you in the sheets.

exposed — how vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

you thought dion felt vulnerable? with cassis, it's like a constant wound, always bleeding, the blood dissolving the bandages so that he never quite stops worrying about you. something as simple as coming late to bed and his mind is already conjuring up horrible scenarios of you being snatched away by the agriche and —

very, very, very vulnerable. he's not this vulnerable with anyone else and even tries to hide it from you — vulnerability is a new thing for his proud, haughty spirit.

fight — how would they feel if their darling fought back?

hurt. because when you fight, he ends up having to force you, which inevitably ends in tears and broken bones. he doesn't want to hurt you! just obey, just listen to him and do as he says, don't resist as he hugs you close or grabs your wrist so tight that you have to beg him to let you go because he got too jealous and —

if, just if, you manage to appease his jealousy, you'll be fine.

game — is this a game to them? how much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

it annoys him. he barely gets to see you because of how busy he is, and when he does get to see you, you scream and thrash around and make ridiculous attempts to escape. it's tiresome and he will shut these escape attempts down faster than dion killed ashil.

hell — what would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

you once made a very bad deal with one of your handmaidens once in a desperate bid of freedom. not only did cassis catch you, he decapitated her on the spot, rubbing in the fact that it was your fault. and even that wasn't all — cassis kept you captive to his bed with a chain just long enough to give you access to the bathroom.

you can't remember the last time you moved on your own.

ideals — what kind of future do they have in mind for their darling?

cassis wants to marry you. he's always been the romanticist type of guy, and there's something so.. heavenly about marrying you — this way, he'll get to bind you to him forever through the marital vows.

and unlike callisto, who gives you a choice, cassis will marry you regardless. the most he'll do is postpone it.

jealousy — do they get jealous? how do they handle it?

he feels jealous, of course, yet he's not going to act on it in public. the minute he gets an opening, he steers you away, his grip unyielding on your shoulders, offering a tight smile to the person causing his jealousy. handles it by isolating you more than ever, spending most of his time with you, just to convince himself further that you're here and you're not ever leaving.

kisses — how do they act around or with their darling?

obsessive. he adores you. kisses you until you're breathless, wraps his coats around you, never lets one moment in your rather unwilling company pass without reminding you of just how much he loves you.

you'd really rather he didn't.

love letters — how would they go about approaching their darling?

like a picture perfect gentleman. asks if he can greet you, dances with you at every party, his touches on your waist featherlight. once you agree to let him court you, he's ecstatic, spoiling you with everything and anything you ever dreamed of, wrapping his arms around you, as though unable to believe just how he got so lucky. (author: cassis, if you hurt jacqueline, i — and a whole cult — will murder you.)

mask — are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

well, nobody would ever guess this side of the heir of pedelian, right? that he locked you up against your will and ignored your sobbing as he explained your situation? that he has spies all around to make sure you don't lift a finger the wrong way? that he holds you close, turning a deaf ear to your quiet crying?

why would anyone suspect that?

naughty — how would they punish their darling?

small things, but long punishments. his favorite one is isolation. he'll give you the cold shoulder for as long as it takes for you to come back — and you will. you can only spend so long, completely alone, before losing your will to fight, right? and you're always so sweet about it too — lifting up the covers to his bed, placing yourself beside him, tapping him on the shoulder with a pretty, careful finger, letting him welcome you back with open arms.

oppression — how many rights would they take away from their darling?

at first, he's very open with it — he lets you roam the gardens with your maids and very, very, very rarely (infact, it only happened once) lets you go to town — in disguise and with him, of course. but eventually his jealousy might take hold of him, or some kind of threat would be detected towards you, which, of course, would make him paranoid. then you're lucky if he allows you to leave the bedroom.

patience — how patient are they with their darling?

up to a certain extent, cassis is patient. he's fine if you struggle and thrash about and cry and scream — these are fruitless efforts and he can crush them easily, but words — if you say anything, whether it's pitying or mocking, that makes his heart twist in on itself with that horrible empty feeling —

do that and he'll give you a real reason to cry.

quiet — if their darling dies, leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on?

no. he quite possibly will never enter into a relationship ever again, completely complacent, absolutely hollow. if you managed to escape or leave, and he couldn't find you, he'll blame himself day and night, u able to get you out of his head even still. and if death was the one who came for you, he would just... yeah, he would never recover.

regret — would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling?

often — when you curl up and sob, nursing injuries or fighting nightmares — cassis feels an inexpressible urge to just hold you, to just stay there, until you stop weeping. he's no soft kind guy, but this — this hurts. just stop. just accept that this is now your life, and that it's not goingto change.

stigma — what brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc)?

harsh expectations and the agriche. he needs to protect you, to make sure you never, ever, ever go through what he did — ever again. blame the agriche if you want but they're honestly more amused than sympathetic 🫶 have fun babes

tears — how do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

he feels terrible. don't you understand that it doesn't have to be like this? that there's no reason to cry? why are you so unwilling to stay with him, what can he not give you that everyone else can? he doesn't get it.

unique — would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

cassis would never steal your belongings or build some kind of creepy shrine or downright devote himself to you. it creeps him out to be honest — even his adoration doesn't fly to those particular levels. this might be due to what he saw of maria at his time with the agriche — and it honestly terrifies him to this day.

vice — what weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

his love for you, obviously. sob and cry about how you need one particular thing, and watch him leave immediately to get it. you can seize the time to run!

i'm warning you though — he will find you.

wit’s end — would they ever hurt their darling?

not willingly. even though his punishments can be severe, they're very rarely physical, and never brutally damaging. after the agriche, he dislikes physical violence and tries to avoid it — only when it comes to you.

xoanon — how much would they revere their darling?

too much. there are times when he just looks at you — truly looks, as though just taking in the fact that you exist — and he feels his heart flutter like the wings of a butterfly. you're so perfectly beautiful with pretty eyes, and satin soft hair, and the tears running down your face — it's not art, but it feels divine , all the same.

yearn — how long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

roughly 2 years. he steps up a year after meeting you and stars courting you normally — but this lasts only for another year. he gives in on you two's anniversary, knocking you out painlessly, already feeling regret and guilt sift and twinge in his gut.

“ ... i'm sorry. but i needed to do this. for you, it was all for you, it is all for you. ”

zenith — would they ever break their darling?

as much as he doesn't want to — yes. cassis is delusional and obsessive and manipulative and possessive — and he grows more and more demented than ever. he rarely lets you out of the shared bedroom, claiming that anywhere else is too dangerous. he doesn't let you shower on your own, and everytime you try to take one by yourself, he decides that perhaps it's time for a soak anyways. it hollows you out, reducing you to an empty shell of yourself, just lying there on the waves.

realization hits cassis fast and hard — when was the last time you tried escape? why does he want you to escape? the smile he loved so much is as good as dead because he's never ever gonna see it again.

you don't react when he buries his face in the crook of your neck and cries.

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tagging ; @writerig, @loekas, @nxccolo, @ykassu, @dion-s-lawyer, @ithil-lucien, @that-one-pretty-bitch (obv, this is hers), @sidra-29, @hmerus, @cerisearan, @dxmoness, @chxrrylxdy, @d10nsaint, @meow-meow-potato, @parkykwho, @izumi-astra-123 and @palaceofghosts.

[ i didn't tag the mutuals who don't like yandere content (that's why @/crownxie isn't tagged) but i did tag those who are on hiatus rn since they tagged me when i was inactive and everyone else still does ]

i hate this! but! here you go, jacqueline!

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#꒰ ☽︎ ꒱ — stars. #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #twtptflob cassis #cassis pedelian #yandere manhwa x reader #I'M FREE #OMFG. I DEVELOPED A FEVER BECAUSE I OVERWORKED MYSELF TRYING TO FINISH THIS #And now it's done #And it sucks #— queue. #im sleepy asf

[lyomeii]

Yandere Platonic! Jeremy Agriche vs Yandere Cassis Pedelian

->warnings: yandere theme, spoilers for season finale, manipulation, maria and lante being bad parents,

-> request by @acuriousmoon! Hello! May I request some hcs for a yandere Cassius Pedelian with a gn!reader who is a precious member of the Agriche family? and @hiimarandin! hey it's me again lmao can u do yandere Jeremy from The Series Roxana it doesn't matter if it's platonic or not idc

->a/n: since this two request had similar request, I decided to write them as one and create more caos between the two characters that I love too much, also this is the longest writing i did(?) in this blog, so sorry if this took a while to post it :) hope u guys enjoy it!

-> disobeying your father and mother orders, and ignoring Jeremy advice, you entered the basement by yourself with a a basket full of medicines and food, the guards gave you a weird look but they knew it would be better if they just let you in ( no one what to know what Lante can do when someone mess up with you )

-> most of the cells were empty but one, a man no much older than you , full of scars and bleeding from many cuts, and without hesitation, you kneeled on his side and started patching his wounds the best way you can do without messing his health more

-> at first, he was confused and suspicious about your acts with him, however, with your genuine smile, he knew that you wouldn’t hurt him, in fact, he couldn’t deny that you were gorgeous, maybe he is there for much time that he is touched starved, and now he enjoy any type of touch and since you are the only to do it, he start caring about you and your little visits

-> some days after first meeting the man in the basement, you kept visiting him every day, bringing him more food ( handmade by you which he loved ), bandages with medicines ( he always thanked you ) and in return, he would tell stories about his family and he place of birth, making you amazed with his life

-> after a while, you introduced yourself as [name], daughter of maria agriche and young sister of deon, with such innocent smile, making the man questioning himself about that, but he introduced him after as cassis pedelian, you two become acquaintances after that

-> with that, maria along other noticed your new routine, visiting the basement was nothing common to you, and roxanna was the one to know why

-> her little butterfly told her that you and cassis were interacting regular, and even though she likes you opening yourself to others, she is afraid that you going to change the storyline and tells Lante and Maria about it, making both ground you in order to stay say from cassis as long they wish

-> because of that, you went there one last time and said goodbye to him, and cassis asked why you wouldn’t return next day, only to say that your parents didn’t want you to interact with him, that left cassis worried about your state, what you family would do with you?

-> but he never discovery that, you never returned the next day, leaving him with roxanna and the others to torturing him

->without going to the basement, you got a new routine, one that maria and Lante made you do since you don’t talk with cassis anymore

-> first, deon starting training you with a dagger he gave you, according to him, many will try to take advantage to you and kill you in the end, due to that, he makes sides to training you but not enough to ruin your innocence

-> roxanna and Jeremy now can spend their time with you, doing what depends how they feel, sometimes they talk or just go out with you to buy new clothes, also jeremy loves to pinch your cheeks, he says that you look adorable

-> speaking of Jeremy, he is the one who spend more time with you than the others, making sure you only fell truly happiness and forgetting about that idiot called Cassis

-> as your older brother by a few months, Jeremy is your shield from the evil world, not leaving you to spend time with anyone from outside without a supervisor of him or anyone from the family

-> also, he brought you a lot of gifts! such as the finest clothes, candies and exotics food! he pretty much do that only to see you smile and become happier with his presence

-> the only two member that won’t spend time with you are fortaine and Charlotte. who often ignore you presence most of the time and lante, since they busy with their works and torture and consider you stupid for being soft and innocent

-> as times pass, maria start making your learn etiquette, going out to meet other family and participate in balls, a dynamic that you had to admit, it was fun to do with your mother,

-> after roxanna help cassis escaped from the manor and faking his death, Lante neither Maria would talk it in your front, hoping that you would forget about cassis and the whole situation with him and that what happened with help of some medicines they gave you

-> until three years passed in a blink of eyes, and you went to the ball where the four families reunited

-> maria choose to make you wear a gorgeous but simple dress/suit, she didn’t want to you call attention of any future suitable engagement but that wasn’t enough

-> when the time arrived, the pedelian show up to the ball, and cassis was there alive with his sister and father wearing themed blue clothes, and the white man and golden eyes made you recall a distant memory

-> a memory about meeting a man deep down in the basement and helping him, could he be that person? your red eyes fixed on his golden eyes, and you completely remember the stories he told you when you were younger

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With every step you take closer to Cassis, your heart beat faster. In the first time in forever, you were overjoyed, seeing the Cassis after all those years thinking he was dead is making you excited, maybe you could ask him how he did that! And this time, you might even ask him about his family.

A gloved hand was wrapped in your wrist, stopping you taking more steps closer to him, “What?” looking back, you saw Jeremy holding you and Roxanna along his side with her iconic smile on the face, what are they doing? “ Could you guys let me go? I need to talks with the pedelian family” your pleading wasn’t heard by neither of them, however Jeremy’s face change, instead of the worried one, now it is a disgusting one.

He put you closer to him, being stronger and taller than you made it easier to him, “ Don’t interact with them” the whispers was only loud enough to you and Roxanna to hear, “ You don’t have any ideas how dangerous they are, what they will do to with you if you get closer to them” lies! Cassis wouldn’t never hurt you, you know him better than both of your siblings.

You took Jeremy’s hand away from your wrist and once again tried to walk away from them, but this time was Roxanna who stopped you from doing that.

Even though her eyes are red as your, something on her makes you feel scared, maybe is her attitude or the ways she acts, doesn’t matter, she knows how to control you without saying a word.

Now, you are shivering of fear, her eyes started making you feel smaller than usual, and Jeremy on your side without intervening, “ Im sorry… I will stay here with both of you…” your excitement suddenly vanished from your face and got in Roxanna and Jeremy face instead, both overjoyed that their sibling would be the rest of the ball with them.

“ Now, let’s have some drinks” your brother took your hands in his and slowly walk away from the crowd. For every step you take away from the white haired boy, your mind got even more blank, was really the friendship you had with him nothing? Just a way to Cassis gain information from you? Maybe you were stupid as Fontaine once told you.

And now, Cassis watched you walk away from him and his family, dumbstruck as why you would do that. Seconds ago, you were coming to greet him and now… you are leaving him, why?

He couldn’t comprehend your action until he saw Roxanna watching Jeremy taking you away, a smile on your brother’s face while you look depressed and emotionless. Now he understands why that’s happened, and now Cassis found a extra reason to save you from the Agriche family.

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

#yandere headcanon #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere x you #yandere platonic #yandere cassis pedelian #cassis pedelian x reader #cassis pedelian #jeremy agriche x reader #jeremy agriche headcanon #yandere Jeremy agriche #yandere cassis pedelian x reader #the way to protect female lead’s older brother imagine #the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #yandere the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #yandere manhwa

[lyomeii]

Yandere Platonic! Agriche Family with a Pedelian! Reader

->warnings: yandere, manipulation, threats ( not to reader), blood

->request by anon! Hello!! I saw that requests were open and that you wrote for "how to protect the female lead's older brother", can you write Roxana Agriche+Cassis Pedelian x child!pedelian!reader where instead of Cassis getting kidnapped it's reader? but the reason of them getting kidnapped is that reader has the same power as Aria from "Becoming the Villain's Family"? If you haven't read it, the fl is practically a siren that can bring things to life, bring death, and from my memory, bless/enhance things about other people with her voice, but if she overdoes it, she coughs up blood(?). Preferably yandere, have a nice day/night!!

->a/n: this one! i think this one( or second(?)) is the longest ive write yet! and let me say how much happy i am for it, never expected to write something so long in english and be proud it :3. also, it took a while since i read a couple of the chapters from becoming the villain’s family, didn’t catch me :/ maybe one day i will read it but for now, let me finished unholy blood

-> whoever was the responsible for kidnapping cassis was going to get punishment or even death to Lantes’ hands, the instructions we’re to bring the boy to the agriche not a child like you

-> fortunately that didn’t happen, when he saw what you are capable of doing, the head of the black agriche couldn’t believe what he is seeing

-> how your voice could do things he never saw before, you manage to bring the once dead flowers in his office back to life with your singing, whoever find out about your gifts need a promotion

-> initially, you only interact with him, making you staying in his office, playing with old toys he asked servants to bring to you and sometimes, Lante would ask you to do simple things in his view and question about your abilities and capabilities

-> and as the naive child you are, you answered all as long you remembered your siblings and father told you younger, and as a reward, you received a candy from lante, who now makes you reference him as “ father”, after all, didn’t your biological father leave you? but don’t worry, lante is here to take care of you

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-> didn’t took a while to the other members of the agriche notice your presence around the household, seeing you following the head of the family like a little duck, carrying some candies and plushies around, something difficult to not notice

-> and the first one to open the mouth is surprising Sierra, her mother instincts was turn on when she saw you following her husband, and curious, the blonde asked about your presence in the mansion, learning about your origins, being a pedelian

->of course, she went a little worried about your safety, once again, asking if she could take care of you whatever he couldn’t and lante agreed, saying that you need to interact with other people, with his kids in order to open up more

-> it worked, you slowly open to her children, playing dolls with jeremy, and showing him your abilities, bringing your dolls alive and making them move by themselves with your sweet voices, that something he didn’t expect to see it

-> neither roxanna, she was waiting for cassis not his little sister, what happened to make you come instead of your older brother? she know had a mission to find why the change happened while she takes cares of you, she knows what her other siblings are capable to do with such a sweet child like you, specially if you got those abilities, so he made a deal with her mother and jeremy, making sure you are not left unsupervised

-> however, that didn’t work as they wanted, soon the other members meet you and slowly fall to your charms, and becoming obsessed to protect you from the dangerous world

-> deon often watch you from afar, hiding in the shadows with his red eyes focused on you, playing with your little dolls and using your powers to impress his other siblings, you can say that you are his weaknesses, the only thing he swear to protect all cost even if this cost his live and others

-> charlotte in other way is the complete opposite to her half brother, being the spoiled girl she is, she demands to spend time with you in any way she can, being playing with you and showing your magical abilities to her as much she wants, she likes to feel like a older sister with her younger sibling following her around, a huge grin appears in her face due to that

-> grizelda and fontaine are both individual who cares about you, but due to their busy schedules, they aren’t seen as often compared to the others, sending gifts to make sure you won’t forget about them

-> even the other lantes’ wifes, like maria has a soft spot for you, giving you sweets and head pats every time they see you walking around the residence

->now, let’s focus on something else, your appearance, being a pedelian, means that you care their genes, the white hair and golden eyes, easily recognizable by many and the agriche don’t want that, your old family think you are dead but they can’t risk it

-> with some magic, your appearance change in a blink of eyes, now your white hair is now a different color and your golden eyes are now red as blood, something to make you look more them and your last name is the same as your new parents and older siblings, now you are truly part of the family

-> the only think none of them expect is that cassis with his father and sister never lost hope to find you alive, looking after you even their guards told them that has a big change of you being dead in the hands of black agriche

-> but seeing you after three years in the ball, prove that was wrong

@lyomeii stuff || don’t repost

#yandere headcanon #yandere imagine #yandere #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere x you #yandere platonic #the way to protect female lead’s older brother imagine #the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #yandere the way to protect female lead’s older brother x reader #the way to protect the female lead’s older brother headcanon #yandere deon agriche #yandere roxanna agriche #yandere jeremy agriche #yandere dion agriche #yandere lante agriche #yandere manhwa

[roseadleyn]

❝ I'VE GOT MY EYE ON YOU. ❞

♡ EVENT ♡

꒰ if you wish to be added, please request so. thank you! ꒱

@that-one-pretty-bitch — cassis pedelian and yan!alphabet

— fallen angel.

@loekas — cain wise and yan!alphabet

@d10nsaint — aki hayakawa and fluff alphabet

@elychee — leo valdez and fluff alphabet

@sidra-29 — jeremy agriche; fluff alphabet and yan! alphabet (because on my dion post, u said to do a jeremy version and now u said to pick between yandere and fluff so 🤗)

(update: i also wanted to do fluff so <3)

@giyuus0nlywife — ijekiel alpheus and fluff alphabet

@dxmoness — eros vasillios and yan!alphabet (i was originally going to do angst, but eros wouldn't really regret anything he did to you unless you're like. someone super duper special like medea. and even with medea he doesn't properly regret all he's done and so it's hard to write good angst with him 🤷‍♀️)

@rouecentric / @hmerus ; charlize ronan and fluff alphabet

@lady-navier0357 — arwin hembrin and fluff alphabet

@nxccolo — helio niccolo and yan! alphabet

@izumi-astra-123 — ryusei satou and fluff alphabet

@parkykwho — norman and yan!alphabet

@dion-s-lawyer — capitano and fluff alphabet

@ylxntis / @ykassu — kieran white and yan!alphabet

@cerisearan — yuujiro someya and fluff alphabet

@nyrwve — [...]

@ophelia0357 — [...]

@ana-s-boo — anastacius de alger obelia and fluff alphabet

@dianaofsiodonna — diana of siodonna and fluff alphabet

@selenebroke — ray, the promised neverland, and fluff alphabet

@fuoon — rezef hill and angst alphabet

#꒰ ❁ ꒱ — rosemary. #꒰ ♡ ꒱ — acacia. #you guys really love fluff don't you??

[roseadleyn]

— ROXANA.

AH... THE AGRICHE ARE SOMETHING LIKE HELL ON EARTH.

｢ ROXANA AGRICHE ｣

｢ DION AGRICHE. ｣

hemlock || dion agriche.

tw: yandere, abuse, obsession, this is literally dion and anything he does is enough to get him on a watch list, so beware

｢ JEREMY AGRICHE ｣

｢ CHARLOTTE AGRICHE ｣

｢ GRIZELDA AGRICHE ｣

｢ CASSIS PEDELIAN ｣

fallen angel || cassis pedelian.

tw: abuse, obsession, unhealthy relationship themes, yandere

WHY DO I STILL FUCKING MISS YOU? || cassis pedelian.

tw: hints of abuse, sexual implications, said sexual implictions are dubcon, obsession, reader is on the breaking point and falls off of said breaking point

it seems that we have some empty shelves. be a dear and ask to fill them in, won't you?

#꒰ ❁ ꒱ — rosemary. #the way to protect the female lead's older brother #twtptflob #roxana #manhwa #navigation

[ragazza-whintigale]

𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢 ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔰 𝔓𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔫 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

𝔒𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔞 ➵ The Way To Protect The Female Lead’s Older Brother

𝔄𝔳𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔷𝔢 ➵ Comportamento Yandere, Minaccia, Abuso di Potere, Rapimento, Tortura, Abuso Fisico e Mentale, Complotto, Matrimonio Combinato.

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔢 ➵ 1587

⟢𝙿𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎 / 𝚂𝚞𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚘 ⟣

Non avevi sul serio qualcosa contro di lui, solo era vittima delle circostanza davvero, almeno solo all’inizio

Ma poi, chi avrebbe potuto biasimarti, eri finita in mezzo a qualcosa a cui non avevi pensato di incontrare. Eppure avresti dovuto prevederlo, i tuoi avidi genitori non si sarebbero davvero accontentati di avere una prima figlia prodigio della politica, o delle due piccole gemelle di casa con la innata propensione per la guerra strategica. Tutta quella fama, per loro non era mai abbastanza, ma tu avevi dato per scontato il contrario, eri la figlia mezzana, non abbastanza grande da possedere la stima di tutti o abbastanza piccola da essere viziata di ogni capriccio, e sul serio a te stava bene cosi, era bello non avere aspettative da eguagliare o attenzioni da ricambiare. E se dovevi essere sincera il massimo di aspettative che potevi immaginare era il sposarti. Continuare la linea di sangue, rendere fieri i tuoi antenati, ma non avevi nemmeno grandi aspettative per il matrimonio, un qualsiasi nobile che potrebbe darti un certo sostegno economico da vivere senza troppa fatica andava più che bene. Quindi era ovvio che non potevi credere ai tuoi occhi quando ti annunciarono il tuo imminente fidanzamento con il futuro capo della famiglia Pedelian, Cassis. 

Dire che era bello era un insulto, i lussuosi fili argentati che componevano la sua capigliatura, risaltati da fosse dorate quali erano i suoi occhi sovraumani, per non parlare del fisico tonico e ben allenato un vero spettacolo. E tu come altre donne lo pensavi, ma non volevi questo fidanzamento, era una presa di potere che ti avrebbe obbligata in rigidi confini e comportamenti che avevi evitato fino ad ora. Saresti stata giudicata in tutti i modi possibili e immaginabili, non eri davvero pronta a tutto questo e non volevi affrontarlo. Quindi, avresti mai potuto rifiutare una offerta cosi allettante? Era davvero impossibile, l’idea di poterti sbarazzare del tuo indesiderato fidanzato e ritornare nei confini della tenuta di famiglia, era talmente alettante che non hai saputo dire di no. Anche se sapevi che quelli con cui stavi facendo affari erano infidi scagnozzi dei Black Agriche. E’ stato davvero stupito, forse, ma eri altrettanto disperata che qualsiasi soluzione sarebbe andata bene. Come avessero saputo del tuo desiderio custodito gelosamente tra il rancore di quella porzioni di sentimenti che non potevi mostrare, ti era tutt’ora sconosciuto, ma ci hai dato troppo peso, non quando avresti dovuto pensare ad un modo per portare il ragazzo nel luogo prestabilito dai tuoi soci. 

Non eri esattamente sicura che avrebbe funzionato ne che ti avrebbe creduto, e se ti avesse scoperto, ma tutto questo si ridusse a qualche espressione e azione di dimostrazione di ansia per poi tornare alla fredda calma, quando entrati nel suo ufficio   - o almeno lo definivi tu cosi non trovando un altro modo per indentificarlo - il tuo intento era semplicemente scusarti per la tua iniziale repulsione al tuo fidanzamento, mantenendo sempre una piccola porzione di incertezza, volendo risultare una bugia vestita da verità, lui sembra caderci. Almeno lo pensi, non ti degno di molti sguardi e quando succedeva non erano veramente  per guardarti, solo per darti una vaga impressione che ti stesse ascoltando. Questa indifferenza venne sostituita da stupore intrecciato a sospetto, quando li hai proposta la graziosa visita di territori innevanti di un piccolo paese a pochi giorni da qui. 

Sembrava sospettoso, e lo era, ma ancora lo saresti stata anche tu analizzando la tua dimostrata aversione al fidanzamento, ma sembrò crederti alla fine, ed era in quei momenti che ringraziavi internamente di aver assottigliato la voce mostrando una leggera insicurezza, come ti aveva sottolineato una volta la tua amata prima sorella. Era il modo migliore per una coppia di legare prima del matrimonio, lui non pretendeva amore incondizionato, solo rispetto e sostegno reciproco. Non era davvero nulla di male, ma come avrebbe potuto prevedere che nel bel mezzo del viaggio di ritorno si potesse verificare un imboscata. 

Era strano, tu non sapresti descrivere esattamente quello che successe. Eri seduta sui sedile della carrozza e il secondo dopo eri stata costretta in una posizione accucciata nel carrozza. Stava cercando di proteggerti, ma tu non temevi che ti fosse fatto del male, infondo in bersaglio era lui, questo tu lo sapevi ma lui no.

Se ne rese contro troppo tardi, quando era stato costretto a terra e legato con resistenti catenacci, e tu eri tranquillamente seduta all’interno del veicolo guardando fuori dalla barriera di vetro opposta alla scena, come se la tua presenza facesse parte di una scena sconnessa dalla realtà. Era davvero impossibile dire quando lui fosse deluso da te, infondo si era fidato di te, avrebbe potuto scegliere tra molte altre tue coetanee eppure lui lo avevi colpito particolarmente, eppure per te non fu lo stesso, non aveva mai pretese il tuo cuore, sapeva che non fosse possibile, ma almeno una convivenza pacifica e rispettosa. Evidentemente non condividevate lo stesso pensiero, ma la cosa che lo lasciò amareggiato fu che tra tutto avevi deciso di allerti con gli Agriche, qualsiasi altro criminale ma non loro. Si chiedeva se almeno un po' ti sentissi in colpa? e se avessi potuto rispondergli gli avresti detto di si, infondo e tutt’ora una vittima di crudele circostanze, ma era proprio per questo che avevi accettato tutto questo, perché eri sicura che non avrebbe avuto la possibilità di tornare e non avresti dovuto affrontare le conseguenze delle tue azioni. Per il tuo ritorno avevi già pianificato tutto, avresti ritardato il tuo arrivo, affinché si creasse una vena di preoccupazione e una volta arrivata non ti restava che finge di essere devastata dal dolore della perdita. Sapevi che se avessi convinto tua sorella maggiore e i Pedalian il resto sarebbe andato tutto bene, vero? 

Allora perché non avevi mai calcolato la probabilità che potesse tornare, davvero perché non lo hai fatto? Se lo avessi fatto forse saresti potuta andartene prima che lui potesse essere riconosciuto dai cavalieri, ma non lo hai fatto. Per questo ora ti trovi qui, da sola in una stanza con lui. Il pizzicante odore di menta e latte arriva pungente al tuo naso mentre gli occhi color del sole si posavano inquisitori su di te. In quel momento avresti potuto dire qualsiasi cosa, ma sapevi già che non sarebbe servito a nulla, nessuna parola a questo mondo poteva cancellare il tuo errore, e sicuramente Cassis avrebbe rivelato a tutti che eri tu dietro tutto questo, ma non lo fece, come tu non avevi pensato al suo ritorno.

« Sono abbastanza deluso... » Per dovrebbe non esserlo? Eri tu la causa di tutto quello che gli è successo, puoi davvero non biasimarlo per questo?  « Tuttiavia non lo dirò a nessuno.» Se dovevi essere sincera preferivi morire, di certo ti aspettavi questo, ma che ti risparmiasse non era nei tuoi piano, aveva davvero qualcosa di più terribile della morte, le avrebbe fatto passare quello che aveva passo lui o cos’altro?   

« Non riesco a capire Lord Cassis. » Eri abbastanza ridicola a chiamarlo cosi, se pensi che possa aiutare ad alleggerire la tua pene era un grosso sbaglio, tuttavia non lo pensavi, era proprio in quei momenti che riconoscevi in tuo posto e lo avresti usato per mettere più distanza possibile tra voi due. Tuttavia nemmeno questo flebile confine avrebbe fermato Cassis dal ripagarti, per questo si sedette vicino a te. Il suo profumo era più intenso con la vicinanza, e potevi dire che ti stava solo mettendo agitazione, ma questo lui lo sapeva, lo stava facendo apposta, ti avrebbe messo sotto pressione fino a farti cedere a ciò che lui avrebbe voluto. « Fai cadere quella parola vicino al mio nome. » Non era una richiesta ma un ordine, il tuo respiro era pesante e le tue mani stringevano imperterrite la gonna cercando di calmarti inutilmente, « Non riesco a capire Cassis.» 

Un leggero sorriso si sciolse sulle sue labbra, mentre le parole che più temevi scivolarono dalle sue labbra. Lui aveva capito perché lo avevi fatto, tu non avevi niente contro la sua famiglia - come gli Agriche -. Tu semplicemente non volevi stare con lui, era cosi strano che non se ne fosse accorto subito. Quasi si diede dello stupido per questo, ma poi riflette che era anche il modo perfetto per fartela pagare, lui tra tutte le altre pretendenti aveva scelto te, e tu avresti sopportato il peso della sua scelta, ti avrebbe tratta come la sua fidanzata e successivamente come sua moglie e se il destino avrebbe voluto anche madre dei suoi figli, e tu non potevi fare niente per impedirlo, ci avrebbe pensato lui personalmente. In fondo sarebbe stato più semplice del previsto, far scivolare tra le orecchie di suo padre che non era sicuro che tu tornassi a casa sua e sarebbe stato più sicuro al maniero Pedalian, avresti potuto persino far compagnia a Sylvia, aveva visto che andavate discretamente d’accordo. Era una punizione abbastanza contradittoria ma se doveva essere sincero gli sembra decisamente la scelta migliore, avresti pagato direttamente a lui i tuoi crimini.

« Ho riflettuto molto quando ero prigioniero, cosa ti avrei fatto quando sarei stato libero, ma poi mi sono reso conto di una cosa, non sarebbe stato molto meglio ripagarti con ciò che più hai cercato di evitare »

Era logico che non capissi, eri sempre stata convinta che a lui non interessasse se eri o meno la sua fidanzata, per questo quella dichiarazione ti ha sorpresa, anzi... ti ha quasi uccisa. 

« Perché tra due anni non ci sposiamo ? »

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Posso richiedere Yandere Mother Roxana Agriche x Figlia lettrice x Yandere Father Cassis Pedelian ? Il lettore cerca di scappare da loro perché troppo iperprotettivi e soffocanti. Ma il lettore viene catturato quando ha cercato di scappare e ottenere punizione (rimanere bloccato, morire di fame ecc.) Grazie. Nota: non sono italiano e non conosco la lingua Itali mi dispiace se non hai capito perché uso solo Google Translate (se non hai capito, va bene se hai semplicemente ignorato questa richiesta) Mi piace molto la tua scrittura

English Version of Request:

Can I request Yandere Mother Roxana Agriche x Daughter reader x Yandere Father Cassis Pedelian? The reader try to run away from them because they are too overprotective and suffocating. But the reader get caught when she tried to ran away and get punishment (get locked, starving etc etc) thank you. Note: I am not an Italian and I don't know Itali language. I am sorry if you didn't understand because I only use Google Translate (if you didn't understand this, it's ok if you just ignored this request) I really like your writing

𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔐𝔬𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 ℜ𝔬𝔵𝔞𝔫𝔫𝔞 𝔄𝔤𝔯𝔦𝔠𝔥𝔢 𝔵 𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯 𝔵 𝔜𝔞𝔫𝔡𝔢𝔯𝔢 𝔉𝔞𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔯 ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔰𝔦𝔰 𝔓𝔢𝔡𝔢𝔩𝔦𝔞𝔫

𝔒𝔭𝔢𝔯𝔞 ➵ The Way To Protect The Female Lead’s Older Brother

𝔄𝔳𝔳𝔢𝔯𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔷𝔢 ➵ Comportamenti Yandere, Yandere platonico, prigionia, infantilizzazione, tortura psicologica, manipolazione, fuga.

𝔓𝔞𝔯𝔬𝔩𝔢 ➵ 1475

All'inizio avevi pensato che fosse più che normale il loro comportamento. Infondo il mondo era sempre stato un luogo mostruoso e spaventoso nonostante contenesse quel pizzico di mistero che ti lasciava quasi affascinata, quel tanto che basta per salire in grembo di tuo padre con i suoi capelli argentati e gli occhi dorati e chiedergli come era il mondo al di fuori delle mura. Non aveva mai mostrato molta gioia per il tuo flebile interesse e si ridusse a descrivere il mondo in un modo fin troppo piatto, che per qualche motivo contrastava con quello che diceva invece tua madre, che descriveva il mondo esterno ricco di mostri e uomini malvagi. Ed era vero che all’inizio ci avevi creduto sul serio, in fondo le loro descrizioni erano talmente accurate che davvero non avevi potuto che credergli. Solo con il tempo avresti potuto notare le discrepanze, paesaggi situati nello stesso luogo ma diversi tra loro o persone che da un lato erano esseri malvagi e senza pudore dall’altro veri e propri mostri, descrizioni che non coincidevano e tu ti sforzassi di credergli ma era sempre più complicato. Mettere insieme pezzi che non coincidevano e piano piano la loro figura iniziò a risultare meno rassicurante e familiare. Il fatto che fossero così asfissianti non aiutava molto, non ricordavi neppure l’ ultima volta che avevi passato del tempo con qualcuno diverso da loro, avresti incontrato alcune cameriere ma non erano mai passate oltre la soglia concessagli da Roxanne e Cassis. I poveri sventurati che hanno provato una qualche sorta di approccio era spariti, oppure si allontanavano alla tua vista, ciò rese tutto ancora più strano. 

Niente era mai sfuggito veramente al loro controllo tranne te, eri sempre rimasta entro i limiti che avevano disegnato per te, mentre ti accontentavi di intrufolarsi nei loro uffici per ricevere una qualche sorta di compagnia, o di scappare dai quei insegnanti troppo noiosi per dargli retta, oppure sventolare la spada in modo fin troppo spavaldo cercando di imitare un qualche cavaliere di cui avevi letto, venendo però rimproverata amorevolmente da Cassis che finiva per sciogliersi leggermente al tuo sguardo appannato da perle salate. Ma con il tempo quei gesti avevano perso in loro significato, improvvisamente avevano perso quel familiarità. Quei ricordi risultavano accoglienti quasi quanto una camera bianca e priva di mobili e piacevole quanto la sensazione dell’alcool che bruciava su una ferita, tutto con il tempo aveva perso il proprio ordine naturale, quello che avrebbe dovuto avere secondo qualcuno, ma in realtà era diverso. Per questo ti eri azzardata a dire quelle parole che solo giorni prima ti sarebbero sembrate così maleducate e irrispettose.

« Papà, mamma voglio diventare un cavaliere »

Cassis quasi si strozzò con la tazza di tè che stava bevendo, mentre Roxana rideva sotto i baffi al comportamento forse troppo esagerato dell'amato marito. Forse ti stavi solo annoiando a giocare con quel pezzo di legno che avevi identificato come una spada, o forse ti eri stancata dei semplici racconti della biblioteca, ti sarebbe passata presto, era con questo che si rassicurarono mentre continuavano il pasto. Ma questa non era un fase come pensavano loro, e quindi hai insistito, alzandoti in piedi e bloccando i pugni contro il tavolo. Cassis aveva fermato il suo sguardo sul tuo, e lo avresti incontrato anche tu, da quando eri bambina ti era sempre stato più facile guardarlo negli occhi quando volevi qualcosa, a differenza di Roxana che finivi per perdere le parole di fronte a quei occhi taglienti. Era sempre stato più morbido Cassis di Roxana, ma non abbastanza morbido da permetterti di fare un’affermazione così azzardata.

« Come mai questa richiesta improvvisa » trovavi più strano se non glielo avessi chiesto, ti eri sempre limitata a quelle storie, a quegli oggetti che potevano, nella tua immaginazione, eguagliare gli strumenti di un cavaliere, ma ora eri cresciuta e avevi bisogno di conoscere più cose, di sperimentare sulla tua pelle tutto quello che era considerata realtà. Ma loro non sembrano contenti, i loro sguardi vagavano per incrociarsi tra di loro e poi su di te, era naturale che fosse fuori discussione una cosa del genere, tu eri loro figlio, e un genitore protegge sempre il proprio figlio, anche se questo non comprendeva il motivo. Per questo te lo negarono. Allora eri talmente deluso, avevi sempre pensato che ti avrebbero supportato in ogni tua scelta, come avevano fatto quando ancora solo una bambina.

Però, era vero che non ricordavi mai di aver fatto alcuna scelta, tutte erano parole raffinate e confezionate dai due così che tu avresti accettato come tue, ma non te ne davi una reale colpa, eri un bambino, santo cielo, avresti mai potuto notare la differenza, solo ora avevi le facoltà mentali per farlo, e avevi anche quelle necessarie e aggirarli. Per questo ti sei seduta di nuovo al tuo posto , ti sei tranquillizzata al meglio che potevi, ringraziando almeno in parte le doti recitazione ereditate della tua adorata madre. Avresti agito in silenzio e con calma, non avevi ancora voglia di essere scoperta. 

Non era passato molto tempo prima che si accorgessero della tua assenza, la residenza diventava fin troppo silenziosa quando accadeva e come falene attratte dalla luce, Cassis e Roxana non poterono che cercare la tua presenza per la tenuta, avevano già sperimentato una atmosfera simile, di solito era un campanello d’allarme che gli indicava che ti era accaduto qualcosa e la maggior parte avrebbero indovinato, e le restanti volte avrebbero confezionato il loro volerti accanto, che non era per nulla falso, anzi, avrebbero preferito che tu ti avventurarsi per i loro uffici più tosto che all’esterno, avrebbero preferito tenerti tra le braccia quando eri troppo stanco per giocare a qualche battaglia immaginaria che avresti vinto mentre nella realtà stavi lentamente cadendo nell’oscurità. Ma forse erano stati ancora troppo indulgenti con te, le restrizione che avevano progettato erano state abbastanza quando eri ancora in cerca della loro attenzione ma ora eri cresciuta, ed eri anche scappata.

Non era stupiti, solo arrabbiati, avevi sempre avuto un certo caratterino, una miscela perfetta tra l’orgoglio e la giustizia dei Pedelian, e l’astuzia delle controparti Agriche. Già da tempo avevano iniziato a temere che fossi scappata, ma non avevano prove, sarebbe stato come non darti la giusta fiducia, ma ora era palese che avevano ragione. La loro preoccupazione era ridotta al solo pensiero che ti fossi ferita eccessivamente mentre ti riportavano a casa, che risulto abbastanza infondate, eri abbastanza scalciante intrappolata sulla spalla di Cassis, ciò vuol dire che hanno fatto il loro dovere. Le ore successive sarebbero state decise a seconda del tuo comportamento e dalla loro benevolenza.

Il loro lato iperprotettivo gli impedì per ovvie ragione di pensare a qualsiasi punizione che implicasse il danneggiarti eccessivamente, che fosse fisicamente o mentalmente, quindi perché non farti provare quella stessa sensazione che gli hai fatto provare quando eri fuggita lasciandoli soli. Per questo eri stata legata con robuste corde ad una sedia tutto fuorché comoda, i tuoi vestiti erano ridotti ad una leggera sotto veste, mentre i tuoi occhi erano stati coperti da una spessa benda per impenderti di vedere qualsiasi cosa, non che potessi vedere qualcosa, la stanza, se tolta la benda era completamente buia, lasciandoti quel senso di pressione che mai avevi provato, nemmeno quando i tuoi genitori ti rimproveravano. Ma quello che più di tutto era considerata una tortura era quel fottuto suono. Sembrava come una goccia d’acqua che cadeva per schiantarsi sul pavimento in pietra grigia, ripetutamente e all’infinito, eppure non sentivi la presenza di umidità nella stanza. All’inizio ti era sembrato gradevole e piacevole, almeno c’era qualcosa a farti compagnia, poi divenne insopportabile, niente cambiava, ti sembrava di ripetere sempre la stessa scena in terno senza che nulla cambiasse. Non sapevi esattamente che significato aveva questa punizione per loro e non avevi alcun interesse a scoprirlo, da chissà quanto tempo non mangiavi e volevi solo che tornasse, eri disposta a chiedergli scusa, a lasciarti andare in quello che loro avevano in mente, avresti persino sopportato quelle noiose lezioni di eticchetta, lo avresti fatto davvero.

Eri persa nei tuoi pensieri tanto che ti accorgi della loro presenza solo quando la mano di Roxanna, che improvvisamente ti sembrava così calda e accogliente, che ti toccava amorevolmente il volto. « M-mamma... P-papà... » Avresti potuto dire qualsiasi cosa per farti tirare fuori, o anche fare qualsiasi cosa, ma c’era ancora qualcosa, c’era ancora quella voglia di libertà che avevi dimenticato a causa dell’oscurità crescente intorno a te e bensì non lo dessi a vedere, era ancora lì ma loro lo avevano capito. Per questo il tocco sulla tua pelle sparì e la presenza, di colpo rassicurante, si allontanò dal tuo fianco.  

 « Vedo che hai bisogno ancora di un po' di tempo, quando ti sentirai pronta, avremmo già tutto il necessario per vivere insieme, cara»

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