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dr3c0mix · 3 months
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Yoooo, what are you waiting for it's gangussy time 😡😡 😡😡😡😡
(This is a joke please please please take care of yourself first for the love of whoever is up there don't overwork yourself 🙏 )
Utmost Loyalty
Yan!Gang x GN Reader
no warnings that i know of, theyre just really really stupid
🐉 The grocery you usually go to was closed early for the day, poor you had to walk the 2 miles to the nearest store in order to buy the stuff you needed for the week.
🐉 Living alone was hard work. You worked an exhausting 9 to 5 job that barely provided for your tiny apartment and pet (and your endless merch of your favorite franchise)
🐉 You were already tired from working today, and now you have to walk an extra 2 miles to get groceries you may or may not be able to afford because you never went to said grocery store before??
🐉 The grocery was in a pretty sketchy part of the city, with the smell of car exhaust and cigarettes lingering everywhere that you had to cover your nose to evade the scent.
🐉 You quickly went in the store and breathed in deeply, thankfully the store didn't smell so bad.
🐉 Besides than you, there were only 2 other people, the store owner and someone in a black suit eating some instant noodles.
🐉 You went to work trying to find all the stuff you need on your list. Coffee, fruits and veggies, snacks, and maybe some chocolate as a treat for yourself~
🐉 You pay for your things, unfortunately unable to afford the chocolates, and leave the store.
🐉 aaaaand now its raining...
🐉 You rush to the nearest cover, trying to cover the paper bag full of your groceries before hearing labored breathing from the alley you passed.
🐉 You stop and look back to see a man hunched over, his back to the wall as he winced at a wound he had on his torso that stained his white buttoned up shirt. He looked to have come from a fight..
🐉 You gasp, almost dropping your groceries. His golden eyes dart over to you and glare at your meek form.
🐉 "What're you lookin at?" he growls.
🐉 "You're..bleeding- You're bleeding!!" You start to panic.
🐉 "Yeah no shit I'm bleeding! What the fuck do you want?!"
🐉 You scramble away from the man in the alley frightened and freaked out. Out of instinct, you return to the store and ask where the first aid items are.
🐉 Kagiri sighed, trying his best to hold on while waiting for his gang to arrive and help him out. He just had to be strong. He can get through this. He can do it! He doesn't need anyone!
🐉 "Sorry! I'm back!"
🐉 goddamnit..
🐉 He grumbles at your presence but then realizes you have two bags and not one like you had recently. You put down your groceries and take a few stuff out of the other bag. Band-Aids..gauze..sanitizer..what's going on??
🐉 "What are you doing?" He asks in a threatening voice.
🐉 You don't say anything, you focus on trying to patch up his wounds, asking him a few things once in a while like "can you lift your arm please?" or "unbutton your shirt a bit.."
🐉 And he let you..for some reason...
🐉 He went from growling to staring silently at you while you worked on bandaging his wounds, like a feral dog being pet for the first time.
🐉 Now he managed to get a good look at you. You were quite cute, and it looked like you just got off work from the attire you were wearing. Your hands were so soft compared to his calloused ones, and your eyes..one look from you and even the toughest mafia boss will melt from how comforting they are..
🐉 And before he knows it, you've finished and were apologizing profusely to him for butting in on his situation, he was gonna say something else but you ran off.
🐉 You finally arrive back at your apartment, your pet cat rubbing against you as you lock your door. You smile and pick her up about to ramble about the hectic day you had until you realize..
🐉 You picked up your cat..
🐉 Your hands were free prior..
🐉 YOU LEFT YOUR GROCERIES!!
🐉 Silence fills the room before you let out a pitiful sob. Scolding yourself for forgetting your groceries with that mysterious guy, all that money and fresh food wasted! Your cat tries to lick your face to calm you down.
🐉 You pace around the room trying to figure out what to do now until a knock on your door is heard.
🐉 You open the door but there was no one there, but you see two men hastily and quite loudly scramble their way down the stairs giggling like middle schoolers. Did two grown men really ding dong ditch you??
🐉 You sigh and go to close the door, but your cat meows and trots outside and you look down to see her paw at a bag full of groceries..what?!
🐉 All your groceries were there, plus some extra cans of food, wrapped onigiri..your chocolates? and it wasn't in a dull paper bag anymore, it was in a black tote bag with a gold insignia of a sea serpent.
🐉 You didn't dare question it, considering the looks of the man who helped you and the part of town you were in, he was likely part of some gang and wanted to thank you.
🐉 But it didn't stop there...
🐉 You felt like you were being watched every time you were outside..no, it wasn't a feeling, THEY WERE LITERALLY RIGHT OUT IN THE OPEN WATCHING YOU.
🐉 It didn't take a genius to spot them. You started noticing newcomers to the places you frequented. Like in a cafe that was fairly quiet and cozy, there were about 5 men dressed in blazers with some kind of flashy undershirt and gelled up hair at the very back of the establishment.
🐉 They didn't do a good job trying to hide the fact they were watching you with a newspaper.
🐉 It freaked you out, but you tried your best to ignore them.
🐉 But it was hard to do that when they started talking to you..
🐉 "Excuse me, you dropped your wallet.." you turn around and almost stumble over the tall intimidating man right behind you meekly handing you back your wallet.
🐉 You take it back with a shaky hand and waddle away trying not to look back.
🐉 If you did, you'd see the big burly man absolutely blushing and squealing as a few other men giddily walk up to him, showing a video of the encounter you just had from across the street.
🐉 There was also the time you caught them staring dreamily at you when they saw that you started using the tote bag with the serpect symbol as your office bag, it was a pretty nice bag and you didn't want it to just lie around your house..
🐉 And that one co-worker who's kind of a creep? Never messed with you again. You caught a glimpse of them shivering over the symbol on your bag.
🐉 Not to mention boxes of groceries that show up at your door all wrapped up in a red bow, they still haven't learned to be more silent when dropping those off..
🐉 After a bit you start to recognize some of them from their haircuts or the jewelry they always have on them. It made you more curious as to what their deal was.
🐉 So you decided to search up online with the insignia on the tote bag as your first clue.
🐉 You find out that its the symbol for a local gang that dealt with all kinds of stuff, robbery, misconduct, public damage..mostly public damage..
🐉 You manage to find a photo of all of them, you recognize the man in the center. It was the guy you saw in the alley way..
🐉 Connecting all the dots, you somehow got the protection of a gang because you patched up their wounded boss..great..
🐉 The next day you spot a few of the gang members again but instead of ignoring them, you give them a small wave before heading off the work. They were left stunned with a story to tell the others that'll make them squeal like little girls.
🐉 They started becoming less and less distant from you.
🐉 From watching you across the street to making small talk about the prices of fruits at the store.
🐉 One by one the gang gets a special moment with you, they were small mundane moments, but they treasured them like a core memory.
🐉 Word finally got to the boss that you've been very close with them lately, and he decides it's time to confront you.
🐉 As usual, a knock is heard at your door, and you see them clumsily run away, leaving a box of groceries behind..you should probably tell them you have a doorbell.
🐉 But it wasn't a box of groceries, it was full of heart shaped chocolates, sweet pink sweets and about 3 stuffed bears, topped up with a bouquet of flowers, as well as a note. You bring the box in and read small card.
🐉 Dear Mx. L/N, please go to this address tomorrow at 6pm. Don't be late. Please.
🐉 You can see words like 'We love you' and 'Have a nice evening' and 'we cant wait' messily scribbled out.
🐉 You arrive at the location at the designated time and look around.
🐉 The place they wrote in was a fancy looking restaurant that looked like the only thing you could afford was the water..
🐉 You're escorted to a table in a private room. You can hear the muffled noises of men giggling and talking before you enter and they all quiet down. It was quite intimidating to see them all in the same room, but the scariest part was seeing the boss; Kagiri, sitting in the center.
🐉 A little Siamese cat with big yellow eyes mewls at you and you pet it. It jumps up to you and purrs on your lap. Around his neck is a red collar with a gold nametag with the serpent symbol engraved on it, and on the back read 'Unagi'. You hear the men awe softly at the sight of the boss' cat getting along with their darling idol
🐉 Kagiri stands up and smiles at you warmly and by warmly I mean he looks terrifying
🐉 "It's nice to see you again. I never got to formally thank you for what you done to me." he lifts up his shirt a bit to reveal his healed wound which faded into a scar.
🐉 You nervously say you're welcome and shake his hand, you can't help but notice him shiver over your touch.
🐉 He invites you to sit down and eat and you spend the night having dinner and talking with the gang.
🐉 They try their best to impress you, sitting up straight, puffing out their chests, deepening their voices..
🐉 It almost seems like they were competing for your attention.
🐉 Once dinner was over, Kagiri speaks up "Now, about our meeting, we've been meaning to ask you something." he says gently.
🐉 The large man walks over to you and takes your hand and kneeling..what whats happening..
🐉 "Y/N L/N..will you be our new boss?" He asks passionately.
🐉 The gang cheers, pleading for you to say yes, it was like being confessed to by 7 grown men
🐉 "So? What will you say?" Kagiri asks, with eyes sparkling with hope and adoration.
🐉 The gang was kicked out of the establishment for making too loud and causing a disturbance..
🐉 Maybe you shouldn't have said yes..
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its done guys, this is probably the most fun ive had writing a fic!! also there may be bonus content about the individual gang members if you guys are up for that ;3
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hana-no-seiiki · 6 months
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YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO FIGHT ME NOT F*CK ME!
yan! school grass (most handsome/perfect guy)/rival x crossdresser! male! reader x yan! friends - part one
tw/cw: mention of abusive parents (but not reader’s) and yandere themes. also your rival has some repressed sexual urges, he really needs to get laid or some head or something-
just read migi and dali and gahd NOW I WANNA WRITE A WHOLE CROSSDRESS /GENDERBENDER BL NOVEL IM IN HORRID ROTTING
Like I imagine this the best with stoic and/or tsun yans the best. You know those types that want to be perfect but only feels perfect when they’re with reader.
ive always loved these tropes as a kid, from mulan to that one tawog episode where darwin fell in love with fem! gumball and like this was even before i knew i wasnt cis but gahd AAAAAAA
also inspired by @moyazaika ‘s rival work. go read it!!
but anyways have the fic, lowercase intentional for first part to differentiate povs.
it was a dare given by your friend group earlier last weekend. wear the girls uniform and a wig for the entire month. it was easy to get the materials necessary for the most part. your mother had several wigs and was more than happy to style her son in feminine clothing. she was just amazing and supportive about your whims like that.
it didn’t take long for you to realize that no one recognized you in your new look.
the day started like many of your other ones at the school, you’d race your rival as the first one in class and whoever wins gets rights to a smug look on their face until the next thing you guys eventually compete on.
but unlike the crestfallen expression you expected — nay wanted — from that stupid pretty boy, you were greeted by what you could only described as complete bafflement.
“what?” despite having a different reaction from what you imagined, you managed to keep a composed appearance. “cat got your tongue?”
“ah. . .”
and that were the only words he said to you the entire day. nothing else. not a single groan of anger whenever you answered everything correctly, he didn’t even attempt at stopping you mid-way or disagree with you answer simply because he wanted to annoy you.
and so you couldn’t help it, as soon as the bell rang signalling lunch time you swiftly turned around to face him.
“are you alright?”
you inquired. not at all worried about his well-being at the slightest. you hated him with all your being after all and you didn’t make an effort to be soft with your tone either.
“h-huh?” he looked dazed. like his head had been in the clouds and you just yanked him down to ground.
your rival never got distracted.
“you—“ you reached out about to smack his face to keep him in check.
“if you’ll excuse me!” he smacked your hand out of the way, screeched at you, and then left in a hurry to who knows where.
nevermind that was definitely him. that silly brat hated it whenever you touched him. he must have just been having issues at home again or something.
Haoyu was trembling — shaking uncontrollably as his breaths turned more shallow by the second. His heart was pumping blood in places of his body where it shouldn’t have been in the middle of school hours. Sweat lined his entire skin and it didn’t help how the bathroom he rushed into had nothing to keep the temperature down.
Who were you?
You sat at his rival’s seat. That nasty kid that always got in his nerves. No one questioned the boy’s absence and he would have asked the teachers on what had happened if you didn’t suddenly take his breath away.
You were, ethereal. Otherworldy even. When he first saw you he was taken away by the way your hair moved in the wind (if only he knew . . .).
Still, he was far too distracted by [Y/N]’s absence to properly let the feeling simmer.
Then, all that went away when you reeled in his mind back at you again at class. You were incredible, capable, intelligent, and oh so perfect. But unlike that stupid child that usually sat in front of him, he did not feel an ounce of envy at all.
If only who could see your eyes as you spoke; the tone of your voice conveyed so much passion that he wanted to see in those beautiful (e/c) orbs.
And his prayers were granted by none other than the goddess that is you,
“Are you alright?”
Your voice? Oh your voice! Haoyu’s heard it already of course, but each new time you spoke it was like a whole new melody, a new piece that immediately turned into his favorite.
His mind was too fried with these thoughts, thoughts that his parents would no doubt beat out of him if they found out.
His feels the parts down there suddenly move. He wasn’t completely unfamiliar with the phenomenon. He wasn’t without his hormones after all. But this was the first time it ever reacted that way so strongly, like if he didn’t give it attention himself it’d explode.
“Mmph…”
And for the time in his entire life, Haoyu does something he knew his parents would definitely be disappointed if not livid about. A hand on his mouth, and another in his school uniform’s pants.
lunch time.
you usually spent those studying or preparing for the next class as hanging out with your friends always ended with you being too distracted to do schoolwork but today you had to show up with ‘proof’ that you went through with their dare.
“yiran ? yichen ?”
no response.
you sighed. as usual, the twins were late. what did you expect? those two would be caught dead before they could be early much less found in the library.
and so you spent the entire time reading,
unaware of the crowd that formed around you while you were busy studying.
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5eraphim · 1 year
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Multi yandere! x reader !TEASER!
Inspired by Engie’s “Hey boys it’s a Spy!” line. Spy!Reader’s cloaking device malfunctions while behind enemy lines and is instantly captured. The request didn’t specify which characters to feature (besides Engie of course-) So I figured it was only fitting to use Engie, Heavy and Sniper, the classes soft-countered by Spy, to team up an enact a little vengeance. It’s a 3 on 1 fight, and the boys are playing dirty, you don’t have a prayer.
(Also look, class counters are very fluid, and I know there isn’t exactly an agreed lineup of counters, but these are generally agreed to be Spy’s- and work well for the narrative, I hope we can all make our peace with that!)
Characters: The Engineer 🦦, The Heavy 🐻 and the Sniper 🦘
There was no way in hell you would make it out of this alive, let alone complete your objective. Your cloaking device was acting up for some time now, and you found yourself blinking back into visibility precious seconds before you were supposed to. In addition, the disguises you needed to sneak behind enemy lines failed to appear correctly, giving you away instantly. Though you'd hoped to make it through, a bit longer before you needed to pay for a repair or to buy an upgrade. 
You'd managed to skate by unscathed through sheer dumb luck so far, but you knew, in this exact moment, your luck had run out, and at the worst possible time. Not only did your cloaking device power down, going entirely unresponsive in the middle of a match, but while you were in enemy territory. You were all but inside an Engineer's unattended nest when you heard your device begin to beep erratically before powering down altogether, going completely unresponsive. Great. Just what you needed. Given how you were already inside the nest, you didn't want to flee just yet, and the least you could do was try dismantling at least one structure before a forced retreat. Usually, you weren't the type to make such arrogant moves, but you were positioned well away from the heat of battle and couldn't hear the rival Engie nearby. It was risky, but if you wanted to make those last precious moments of your invisibility cloak work, now was the time. 
You were so focused on listening attentively to the sound of the far-away conflict, not daring to look up from your work as you dismantled as fast as you could manage. Every second counted here, and you couldn't afford to make a single mistake. However, the closer you came to finishing the objective, the more engrossed you became, so much so that you failed to register the sound of the Engineer returning to his nest until he practically rounded the corner to meet you head-on.
By chance, you picked up the sound of the floorboards by your feet creaking as another figure approached you fast. It hurt to come so close, but you knew it was time to retreat. You sank into the shadows, slipping out the window as you tried to find a way out, but you were just a hair too slow, knowing Engie spotted you as he called,
"Hey, boys! It's a Spy!"
There was no time to hide and plan. Instead, you needed to move fast. Darting from your place in the shadows, you tried to slip into a hallway. You intended to run deeper into the building and find another window to jump from, but the sound of the enemy Heavy approaching through the entrance ruined that plan before you could even try. The only thing to do now to avoid running back the way you came was to run upstairs. To jump from a higher elevation was a terrible idea, but there was a chance: you could endure it just long enough until you reached your Medic... Wherever he was anyway. Your heart hammered away in your chest as you bolted in a blind panic. You were moments away from jumping to a near-certain death. You were so fixated on finding your window of opportunity, blindly seeking an exit you failed to notice the little blue dot aimed at your calf. So painfully blind to the imminent danger until you felt the bullet rip through your flesh.
Crying out in pain, you barely managed to break the fall with your arms as you were sent hurtling down face-first into the floor. "How did I not see him? How long was he watching? Where the hell did he come from anyway? You mentally screamed, but it's not like it mattered now. In just a few seconds, Sniper would be blasting your head into a hundred little pieces, and there was nothing you could do to stop him. Painting with adrenaline, your headshot upright as Sniper drew closer, gun still poised in the firing position. From behind, you heard the Engineer make his way up to the upper deck, where Sniper was apparently watching and waiting for God knows how long.
For a second, you stared ahead, waiting for him to move. From where he was stationed, this should've been an easy headshot- what happened? Why was he still aiming at you if he wouldn't pull the trigger? You were humiliated by your lousy performance as a Spy and wanted to end all this mess. You couldn't understand why he was prolonging the inevitable like this- he, of all people, prided himself on efficiency. What was stopping him now? "Great work Aussie- you missed my head by a mile!" You glared, still downed and breathing heavily. Sniper merely snarled in response.
"Wasn't aiming for your head, mongrel."
From behind, you heard a familiar Texan deep laugh,
"Looks like somebody caught us a snake. Nice shootin' partner!"
A little ways away, you heard Heavy finally make his way to the top of the building, walking over to stand by Engie, curious at the sight before him. Usually, he'd not waste a moment downing easy prey like this, but even he could tell something interesting was happening here and wanted in on it. Sniper's eyes narrowed as he spoke to you, lowering his gun to his side and talking to the other men on his team.
"I could've made the shot, but it's not every day you see a Spy with no cloaking device. I watched it die on her myself. If we send the Spy back now, it might be repaired in respawn."
You felt a chill of fear run down your spine as he stared down at you, looking at the Engineer with dark amusement.
"Bit of a waste, you know? Every day you cowardly Spies run around, stabbing the rest of us in the back while you hide in the shadows. Let's see how tough you are with nowhere to hide.
He leaned his gun to rest propped up on the side of the house as he got down on one knee, his face far too close to yours for comfort. 
"Got nowhere to run now, do ya?"
From behind, you could hear Engie slowly step forward to draw closer before he lowered one of his heavy boots to rest squarely in the middle of your back as he pushed you down, crushing your chest to the floor.
"You're due for a little payback, partner."
He chuckled, watching you try and twist out from under his boot, blood continuing to ooze from the wound on your leg as you squirmed below pathetically.
"What d'ya think, Heavy? Care to show our little friend here how we welcome traitors on our side?"
Of all the people to catch you while you were down, of course, it was these pricks. Just your luck.
"Today is a good day to watch Spy bleed."
Your cheek was practically digging into the floorboards, given how much force Engie had pressed to your back, forcing you to look to the side to lessen the pressure on your neck. Even from your position so far below, you could feel the hungry look in Sniper's eyes. None of this made sense! Why weren't they going in for the kill yet? Surely they weren't serious about all this.
"How 'bout it, mongrel, how long d'ya reckon until you're begging for us to blow that pretty little head off ya shoulders?"
It was hard to respond while all the air was squished from your lungs, but you were a Spy. You were too proud to fold so quickly.
"Go fuck yourself- you filthy piss-slinging ape!"
His smile disappeared as he spoke in a mocking pout,
"Aw, don't be like that, mate. You'll hurt my feelings. And ya wouldn't want to make me angry, would ya?"
From behind, you heard Engie say,
"Let's take this inside, boys. I think we might need to teach our lil' friend here how to play nice."
"One thing first."
To your surprise, Heavy interjected, walking closer with loud steps, which sounded all the more intimidating with your ear pressed against the floor. The weight on your back lifted as Engie moved to accommodate space for Heavy, but you knew better than to try and run now. Any chance of running was long gone now. You heard him fiddle with something clumsily, but before you could spend too long wondering what it was, you felt a smooth, warm strap forced around your neck, followed by a rattling clasp. It took you a moment to realize, but it dawned on you then he must've removed his belt to use as a leash on you. The buckle's metal pressed against the back of your neck, making a perfect, inescapable loop around your neck. Your cheeks flush with humiliation. 
"This too, seriously!? Do you idiots think I could run now if I tr-"
You were cut off by the feeling of the leather tightening sharply around your throat. You choked loudly in shock and pain, much to the amusement of the boys around you. Then, in desperation, you tried to wriggle away. Using your core strength, you pulled your upper body up from the floor, resting your weight on your elbows as you tried to pry away at the strap with your fingers to no avail.
"Oh yeah, I reckon' the lil Snake's 'bout ready now." 
That was the last thing you heard before you were pulled backward on your ass by your "leash." Heavy dragging the deadweight of your body on the tether, your hands uselessly trying to grip onto anything before you were carried deeper inside the Hell House, legs limply dragged with the rest of your dead-weighted body. A few tears ran down your face, and you cried out in choked sobs for a team you knew couldn't hear, to a God who would grant you no deliverance, to your captors who would spare no mercy.
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weebsinstash · 10 months
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as much as I'm a sucker for gentle yandere or one's who don't outright abuse you, as kind of an inherently darker idea... yandere Miguel who wants that little baby girl and won't stop until he gets her
"Just one more time. Please, let's just try one more time"
"Miguel, PLEASE, we already have four sons, I don't want to go through another pregnancy"
yandere Miguel who deeply loves you and all your beautiful little babies, of course, obviously, but by god does he want, no, NEED a baby girl to help heal his trauma and if the man has you go through 5 pregnancies to get one, he will. Your little girl is born and the man is straight weeping as she curls her tiny hand around one of his thick fingers, already the center of her papa's entire world, and meanwhile you're just laying there, relieved, exhausted, and praying to whatever God is out there that he won't want to give her a sister, but he has to admit, he'll miss seeing you with a cute little tummy and needing his help all the time while you've got a little one you two made together on the way. Maybe he... maybe he told a little white lie, ok? Just one more baby. He PROMISES, just one more baby...
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godnectar · 8 months
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Yandere himbo? >:)
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・✶ 。゚𝐘𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐁𝐎 ;
cw: toxic behavior, bae's hot, oblivious and delusional asf, kinda manipulative, jealousy, violence, guilt tripping,,,, justifications + probably a big ass etc. ( inbox )
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𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who possesses a genuinely warm and friendly demeanor that, along with his looks, easily draws people to him. the pure, charming, and easygoing smile he usually wears making it extremely hard for others to suspect anything about his hidden, darker tendencies — reason why you didn't really made a big deal out of his sudden but innocent looking crush towards you and just felt flattered.
𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO whose loyalty absolutely knows no bounds once you two got together after countless of sweet, sincere compliments, some appealing winks, and a few wholesome dates. he's hopelessly devoted to you, willing to go to extreme lengths to ensure his darling's happiness and safety twenty-four seven.
𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who's cheerful facade is fast to crumble the next second he perceives someone as a threat to your lovely, fairy tale looking relationship, no matter if it's because of one of your friends getting to touchy or just one of your relatives making a disapproving comment about your choice of a partner. even though, he's also quick to apologize whenever you get mad as the familiar, beefy arms that hold you at night get covered with scratches after he holds your acquaintances in a chokehold deep inside an alley hours prior. unsurprisingly, guilt overcomes you as soon as you glance at his pouty lips and furrowed eyebrows, pained by your anger over his instinctive jealousy.
𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who as much as he lacks intelligence, probably also lacks comprehension for his actions' severity most of the time, leading him to justify some disturbing things such as his hostility, surveillance and obsessive keepsakes by saying it all comes from his undying love towards you, the light of his eyes.
𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who genuinely thinks there's nothing wrong with what he does. sure, he might not be the brightest bulb in the box, nor the man with the healthiest mental state you'll meet — the latter being pretty noticeable, especially when you catch on the fearful stares some people send among all the praising others unawarely give — but at least he's trying his best at showing you that his... heart throbs only for his sweetling, right?
𖣠 YANDERE HIMBO who desires with all his heart for you to be as head over heels for him as he is for you, never giving up on trying to make you let down all of your guards to share his innermost yearns, fantasizing about an intense, exclusive and unique connection between you two where both seek to become the other's one and only.
"tell me how much you love me, my dear. need to hear you saying there's absolutely no one in your heart but me."
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harmonysanreads · 2 months
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thought of the day, aventurine who cannot stand coworker!reader in front of others but, is actually leading the [ aventurine x reader ] ship group in secret.
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kuuyandere · 11 months
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"Oh you don't know it yet, but baby I've already got your heart."
RafScrap, An Unhealthy Obsession
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Concept: A Yandere!Small Town
Imagine a town of <1000, all of whom are yandere for you
Whether you yourself grew up in this town or moved here later in life, the whole town becomes obsessed with you. You can never leave, no matter what
They do their best to keep you happy and treat you warmly. You’re constantly being invited over for dinner by your neighbors and people often come over to help around the house
(One consequence of this is that the value of real estate near where you live skyrocketed-the mayor recently approved some new construction around your residence in a sly plan to boost the economy)
Every store owner competes to have you shop there, giving you discounts. The workers all flirt with you, giving you free goodies in exchange for your number
Maybe this town has a very small library with a cute little librarian who archives every little bit of information about you. They buy and trade info with others in the town, hiring a small group to follow you around
This town definitely has a little family diner. The older couple who owns it consider you part of the family while their kids try their hardest to put a ring on your finger. Be careful not to eat there too much as your food may end up drugged
There’s also a post office filled with workers who will sabotage the letters others send to you. They can sometimes be bribed but the truly dedicated usually end up hand delivering their letters and presents
The mayor will occasionally call town meetings in the community center without your knowledge. Here the citizens come to agreements about who gets to spend time with you (even while spending half the meeting just taking turns gushing about you)
There’s a tense balancing act of friendships, alliances, and rivals between everyone. If it turns into a free for all fight, over half the town would be slaughtered overnight
This is also the reason the townsfolk are wary of strangers rolling into town. The balance is already hard enough to maintain so they will do their best to keep you two from meeting. Occasionally, one will slip through. This intruder also goes yandere for you. They had only planned to stay a week at most but couldn’t bear to leave you.
Let me know if you like this idea. I may flesh this out if people are interested. If you have ideas for scenarios or more details on the citizens, send me an ask. Help me populate the town!
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dead-dove-yandere · 2 months
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The one (1) atheist in the town for the cult imagine just wondering what the hell is going on with the neighbors.
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Okay this wasn’t a request but I found it so funny I had to write something for it which is why it took me so long to get to it
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TW: Stalking, obsession, harassment, religious abuse
♡ - A new house in a small town. It was idyllic, although sooner or later, you knew that the neighbours would come to make themselves known - or rather, to be nosy.
♡ - Of course, the only thing worse than a nosy neighbour was a nosy priest, which was what was exactly at your door.
♡ - He was looking over a pamphlet and hadn’t looked up at you as you opened the door and went into his usual spiel.
♡ - “Good Morning. Since you’re new to the area I just wanted to warmly invite you to -“ he stopped as he looked up at you, seeing you finally for the first time. There seemed to be a glint in his eyes.
♡ - You took the pause as your chance. “Ah, thank you, but I’m not religious.” You quickly close the door, leaving him there, dumbfounded.
♡ - It isn’t long before “missionaries” start calling at your house. At least, that’s what they always say, but it seems absurd that such a small town would have so many.
♡ - They always come in pairs, and they’re always different people each time, never the same two twice. They all have the same strange glint in their eyes.
♡ - You continue to politely decline, even asking to be put on the “Do Not Call” list, but they never stop coming. Eventually they call at your door two or three times a day, begging you to come to church, to even just consider joining their religion.
♡ - You’re beside yourself - this isn’t normal, even for the most dedicated of missionaries.
♡ - Just what the hell is going on in this town?
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ddarker-dreams · 2 months
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Lock!! does ur big wrinkly brain have any neuvillette thoughts
yan neuvillette... it'd really be something.
he isn't cruel, deceptive, or forcefully restrictive. you'll walk away from interactions feeling like something's off, without being able to identify what. the quiet intensity of his gaze, perhaps? he looks at you like you hold the key to all the universe's mysteries. there's this expectation that neither you nor him fully understand.
he's just as perplexed by his behavior as you are, if not more so. from the onset, he rightfully predicts that nothing good will come from this. he values fairness and recognizes the immense gap in your positions. there's so much he could do, so much he could get away with, and his fascination with the infinite possibilities initially disturbs him. this mild revulsion never fully disappears, serving as a minor checks and balance for himself.
neuvillette isn't delusional. when he realizes there's no staunching this interest, he decides to take a practical approach by drafting his own code of conduct. he reasons that these 'rules', while dubious, provide a framework that's preferable to the draconic urge to possess you in your entirety.
the reoccurring tenet centers around doing you no 'unnecessary harm.' naturally, this is subject to his interpretation. your definition and his don't often overlap. he isn't deaf to your objections, though, in fact, he encourages them. he'd much prefer you spell out your thinking than leave him in the dark. if you make a compelling enough case, he'll relent. these minor victories mostly consist of you absolving innocent friends from his judgment.
you'll come to find out why your occasional run-ins left a lasting impression on you. it's because each second, behind that composed façade, he was weighing your fate on a scale that favored his interests over yours.
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intynidad · 11 months
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Cult leader reader tho😳😳😳
YAN!CULT X CULT LEADER!READER X YAN!DEITY
Tw: cult stuff, yandere stuff, tell me if i miss anything
The dancing flame of the central bonfire casted an abnormal red glow, its flickering light captivating the crowd gathered around the wooden stage. Conversations and whispers filled the air, their voices blending into a soft murmur, until an abrupt hush fell over the scene as the sound of approaching footsteps reached their ears.
All eyes turned in unison, drawn to the figure that emerged from the shadows. It was you, stepping into the spotlight, and a wave of anticipation rippled through the onlookers. The atmosphere crackled with curiosity and intrigue as they eagerly awaited your next move.
Your presence commanded attention, exuding an aura of mystery and allure. Whispers of intrigue swept through the gathering.
You raised your hands, a commanding gesture that effortlessly silenced the murmurs of the crowd. The air grew still as all eyes remained fixed on you, awaiting your next move with bated breath. It was as if a wave of anticipation washed over the gathering, each person hanging onto your every word and gesture.
“Thank you all for joining me at this conference in the name of our almighty leader. I promise you that they are the shepherd that will guide you pathless lamb into pure glory.we can join now as one, in soul and body”
You looked around as the people looked at each other and started to whisper once again
You took out your hood letting your face enjoy the cold of the autumn breeze
After weeks of tireless efforts, tirelessly roaming the town and spreading the word about your deity, you were both surprised and elated when, seemingly out of nowhere, a significant number of new followers appeared overnight.
It was as if the very essence of devotion had taken hold and multiplied exponentially. Word had spread like wildfire, reaching the ears and hearts of individuals who were yearning for something greater, something to believe in. They flocked to your cause, drawn by an invisible force that resonated with their deepest desires.
Strangely enough, as you observed the newfound followers who had gathered, you couldn't help but notice that their attention seemed more focused on you than on your deity.
Their eyes followed your every move, their gazes filled with a mix of admiration and curiosity.
You broke character for a second.
“I'm very glad that my deity finally has some more followers. Most people look at me like I'm crazy when I tell them about them and his whispers. Just out curiosity what made you all come to this gathering today?”
Out of the crowd a few hands raised
“I wanted to come here to see if that way i had more chances on ask you on a date!”
Wait-what?
“Me too, let me tell you you look even cuter in person!”
A roar of agreement started around the crowd.
“I though i was the only one!”
“I heard that for joining you had to kiss the leader and give them your blood and honestly i'm down for both”
“They can sacrifice me anytime,lol”
You rarely ventured into town, consumed by your mission to gather followers for your cult. When you did visit, people described you as a ghostly presence, one that seemed to enchant and intrigue rather than repel.
Your aura and mysterious nature fascinated the townsfolk, drawing them in with a sense of captivation.
Tales of your interactions spread, emphasizing the profound connections and understanding felt in your presence
You stand there, stunned
You managed to do what your deity asked you but all of these people were joining the cult for YOU not for the promise of salvation that your deity offered…well you did what they asked you to do,so as long as they do his biding i guess there is no problem?
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cemetery-slvt · 27 days
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the sheer amount of love i feel for you eats me alive, dearest. there isn’t a thing i wouldn’t do for you.
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theres-a-body-here · 3 months
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Rival Character, talking about the obsession (playfully): You better be careful😊 I might fight you for them 😉
Yandere!reader, who takes shit too seriously because they are a dumbass: THEY ARE MINE AND MINE ALONE!
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clownboymcchucklefuck · 2 months
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🌹Eternally Your's And Mine 🥀- Chapter One
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Ayo let's good Corpse Husband Zachary AU. It's taken me a while to get this written out but I'm liking how it comes out so far. ♥️
Word count: 2k, holy shi-
Fic starts under cut:
Just how lucky did you get? After getting in an argument with your ex you had decided to finally pack your things and leave even if it was a bit….difficult to do so. You spent your time sleeping in hotels for about 2 weeks as you searched online for a place to stay that was preferably not close to your old place.
Your efforts finally paid off when you found an old victorian house for a surprisingly cheap price. The pictures you had seen looked like the house would need just a little bit of work but also appeared to have kept itself together and tidy all throughout the years. It was quite a drive but you would take anything to get out of this town.
Your thoughts of the house were interrupted by the sound of the radio, it was some radio show and the two hosts were discussing some paranormal activity in the past “So, Crybaby Lane is up next on the list! Those who visit the spot of the wreckage claim to smell burning woods and hear voices. One may also see a shadow guarding the entrance to the trail. Look closely and you'll see rubble from the former orphanage. This all due to an incident back in 1958 when-”
The voices were put to a stop when you reached down and changed the radio station. “Dumbasses….” You muttered to yourself as he kept your eyes on the road. It was so stupid how easily people would fall for some myth made to keep kids from doing stupid shit. Even if it wasn’t, it was probably because of the high electromagnetic field making people paranoid and seeing things. Everything had an explanation after all.
Your hands would clench tightly before unclutching around the wheel to keep your body moving somewhat, driving for almost 7 hours straight probably wasn’t a good idea…. But it paid off when you finally entered the neighborhood you had seen in the pictures. The neighborhood had good reviews from what research you had done with all the neighbors being nice, you had seen there had been an incident back in 1884 but with that being almost 200 years ago there was no bothering to dig deep into it.
There was a slight change as you pulled up into the driveway while driving over the gravel. You sighed softly once the car was finally parked. You rubbed your eyes before glancing up at the house and to put it short….it was way more beautiful than what you had seen in the photos.
It was a beautiful victorian house, the decor and the style seemed to be a mix of dark blue and red with gold. It had at least 3 floors from what you could tell, the website had also mentioned a basement too. Walking around the yard of the house to admire it, you walked into the back yard and your breath was taken away by a beautiful rose garden. Most of the roses had been wilted however. Oh well, you knew there would probably be some work to be done anyways.
After a few minutes of walking around the house and finding the key, in a pot next to the door like the landlord had told you, who oddly wasn’t here to give you a tour of the house or anything. You shrugged it off and put the key into the lock of the door before pushing it open. You took a few moments to let your eyes adjust to the lighting of the house as your hand felt the wall until it turned on the lightswitch. Well that was good, for such an old house it had modern electricity. Wouldn’t have to worry about wasting money to have somebody come in and do a little bit of wiring for a fortune.
You took a few minutes to look around the area, the decor seemed to have a theme of blue and gold and it was quite pretty. There was an old record player with some vinyls on the shelf under it, and a grand piano in the corner of the corridor. Most of the furniture was what you expected with it being old fashioned and fancy. You were surprised at how clean and tidy it had been kept after supposedly being left alone for almost 200 years. But eh, less work for you. You would have to do some more exploring after getting everything settled.
Sighing softly, you walked back out of the doorway and towards your car and started to start taking in boxes of things, the sun was setting and so it was better to just go ahead and get this all over with so you could go lay down after driving for so long. It was going alright as you just brought your bags of clothes in first and set them down in a guest room you found that was suitable to sleep in for tonight until you got fully settled. The problems came as you started to bring in the boxes of heavy things, you had already been pretty tired from driving. Grabbing a box of books, you stumbled as your arms threatened to accidentally let go.
You just about did when there was the sudden feeling of another pair of arms on the other side of the box, helping you lift it up before you dropped it.
Surprised, you jumped and stepped away from the box immediately out of fear that it might be somebody possibly trying to steal all your shit, you hadn’t really thought that would happen since this was a nice neighborhood but maybe this was the opportunity to let out some anger if this mf was actually trying to take your stuff. Your thoughts of beating a bitch up were interrupted by the person clearing their throat quietly before speaking up, his voice soft and mellow.
“H-Hello, Y…Y-You’re the….uhm… new t-tenant here, right?” He stuttered between his words and appeared very nervous but also had a soft and kind demeanor at the same time. His hazel eyes that were averted away to the ground seemed to glow slightly with the way the sun shined down on them as he spoke. He had dark green hair and was wearing a light green shirt with some comfy looking tan pants.
You raised your eyebrow in slight suspicion, why the hell was he asking this as if he hadn’t just spawned out of nowhere? The man seemed to notice the look on your face and he quickly tried to explain. “S-Sorry- I forgot to….introduce m-myself, I-I’m Simon, I uhm….I live in t-the house b…beside you. I’ll be y-your neighbor.” Simon explained softly as he gestured over to the house right beside your new one. It was a nice cozy looking one and you could see many plants growing around and inside the house.
You calmed down a bit as you realized the situation and nodded your head. “Name’s [MC], nice to meet you, Simon.” You responded while you started taking the rest of the boxes out of the trunk and setting them down on the ground so they would be easier to pick up later “Say….You wouldn’t happen to know where the landlord is right? They were supposed to give me a tour, or…at least I thought they would.”
Simon perked up a little, he seemed like the type of person that just liked to help people but had been walked over by a lot of people. “O-Oh, uhm….I-It’s a bit w-weird I guess, they'll p-probably be here a-around uhm….n-nighttime? I don’t t-think I’ve seen them in the d-daytime at all….B-But! They’re r-really kind s-so you w-won’t have any p-problems!” Simon assured as he adjusted his grip around the box in his arms. You nodded and gave him a kind smile, picking up another box off the ground, you two started to bring the boxes inside and into the room you had picked.
You two had just finished bringing all the boxes at last and you flopped down on the fancy couch in the living room. Fortunately for you, Simon had brought some pastries and some homemade lemonade as a housewarming gift so luckily you didn’t have to worry about making food or anything.
“Gonna be honest with you Simon, I can’t cook for shit so you can be expecting me to be coming over more often for some food.” Simon looked a bit surprised at your words before he smiled shyly and glanced down to the floor. He seemed a bit…nervous to be in the house almost?
“I-I’m glad you e-enjoy it…..” Simon responded quietly as he rubbed his arm in a nervous manner. “Have….Have you h-heard a-any of the…uhm….rumours before you moved in?
You raised your eyebrow at that. Rumors? You hadn’t seen anything and if there was anything about it you were too focused on getting out 0f your past situation to care about any dumb old rumors. It would probably stay that way too.
“light on. After saying your goodbyes to each other, Simon walked back towards his house right beside your new one. Rumors? No…? Should I have? I’m not the superstitious type really.” You responded as you took another sip of the lemonade. Simon shifted his weight from one leg to the other nervously before finally speaking up again.
“Back in about…the late 1800s there was a man that lived here….I-I haven’t h-heard exactly what h-happened but there was an incident with a camera and it ended up killing his partner and he died in the hospital later that day. There’s rumors that say you can see him in the upper stairs windows or the uhm…rose garden….The most popular one is that if you take a picture of the house then your camera will explode too just like what happened to him…” Simon explained with a solemn look on his face as he spoke. “I-I’m not s-sure how true i-it is….I keep seeing him stare at me through the window when I go out.....B-But I j-just wanted to let you know.”
You couldn’t help but let out a laugh at his words. Simon’s face instantly went from solemn and worried to confused as he looked up and his eyes darted onto your laughing face. You quickly stifled your laughter before trying to explain. “Sorry, but like I said, I’m not the superstitious type and I don’t believe in all that. I mean….I’ve been interested in it back when I was little and had my own encounters but all of those ended up having reasonable explanations. I appreciate you for telling me but I think I’ll be fine.” You assured him with a smile.
Simon looked surprised but he nodded his head nonetheless at your words. “O-Okay….Y-You’re very b-brave, [MC]. N-Not that t-there’s anything t-to be a-afraid of, like y-you said!” Simon responded as his nervous smile came back on his face and he twidled with his thumbs as he spoke. You stood up and set your cup down on the table before walking over to Simon and putting your hand on his shoulder. He slightly tensed up for a second at the sudden touch as he looked up at you. It was about 9pm at this point so it was already dark.
“Thanks Simon, and also thanks for the food and helping me with my boxes. I think I’m going to be heading to bed though soon. I had a really long drive here.” You explained to him as the two of you started to walk back out onto the porch where you had already flipped the porch Once he was finally gone you let out a loud sigh as you closed your eyes and leaned against the door for a minute to collect yourself. It had taken a lot out of you to just hold that conversation for that long especially with everything you’ve been through in the past month overall.
You walked back into the bedroom down the hallway where boxes had accumulated in the corner of the room. Scouring through the boxes for a few minutes until you found your bag and changed into something a bit more comfortable so you could lay down. You got underneath the rose imprinted quilt and sighed softly, pulling the covers up to your chin because of the chill in the house. You’d have to bring that up to the landlord when you met them. You reached over and turn off the light from the lamp before closing your eyes for the night.
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“What a shame…” He thinks as he looks at the figure laying in the bedroom from the end of the hallway. Don’t worry, my love. You’ll meet me very soon.
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Zachary and Simon belong to: @clrdgaze
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throwaway-yandere · 5 months
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Considering to the current 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐬 poll results, this is the last fic to be uploaded...
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𝑫𝒐𝒍𝒄𝒆 𝑺𝒕𝒊𝒍 𝑵𝒖𝒐𝒗𝒐 (Yandere!Dainsleif/Reader)
Unreliable Synopsis:  “Fairytale worlds follow fairytale laws. There’s always a protagonist burdened with impossible tasks who will follow the rule of three, witness transformations, find talking animals, and learn the power of kept promises. So, before you embark on your journey, young (Y/n), have you heard of the Ugly Duckling’s tale?” 
Content Tags/Warnings: nothing (?) cuz I would never hurt my husband fr (will update if it does lmao)
Upload Date: TBA, approximately December 28, 2023 (8PM, Thursday, UTC+8)
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heartfullofleeches · 2 years
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Spouse and emporor decide that they have to team up for readers saftey (no dating any other than themself), but reader just tries to do a double date with them and assassin.
The "couple" sit in the emperor's study. They stare at each other across the table; tension thick enough to slice. The emperor hated them; and his spouse hated him - but now they had a common enemy. He nearly killed them when he saw them watching you go by, but knew that it would cause too many problems - and they could be useful in getting rid of the third party.
"So..." The emperor starts. "You have an interest in Y/n now?"
They click their tongue, still in those last stages of denial. "The jester is... alright. I'm not a fan of their partner though."
"You mean the one you hired to kill them before you fell in love with them?"
His spouse looks at him with wide eyes. "How do you know about that? And I never said I was in love with-"
The emperor slams his hand on the table, speaking through his teeth.
"That's not important right now. There's bigger fish to fry at the moment. I will deal with you later, but I can cut your tongue from your mouth now if you want."
They shut their mouth.
"That assassin needs to be taken care of. Start off with their name and any information you have on them."
"I don’t know it."
The emperor is taken aback. "You don't know their name?"
"Why would I? Did you think I just went up to them and said 'Hello, how are you? I need you to kill someone. How's the fucking weather.'"
"I'm going to slit your throat right now."
The door to the study bursts open, you skipping in with your lover in tow. You wave to the pair; smiling a smile that steals their breathes away. A blanket lays on one shoulder and a basket handle sits in your hand.
"Hey, your majesties. We got carried away and made too many sandwiches when we were getting ready for our date. Do you want to tag along?"
Their hearts sink at the mention of a date, but a chance to spend time with you was too tantalizing to pass up. The emperor speaks for them both.
"I have some spare time, and so I'd love to. I'm not sure if my betrothed can say the same."
"I'm not doing anything."
"Perfect. Follow me!" You lead your small group to the garden; the emperor's spouse kicking his shin as they exit the room. The assassin glares at them both before joining you in the front and taking your hand. They didn't appose to them joining, but would have preferred to be alone with you. At least they can enjoy the sick gratification they get from both parties staring holes through their head.
"Whee!" You fling the blanket onto the empty spot in the garden you found; one you'd have tea parties with the emperor on when you were young. It was under an awning in the back of the garden, where royals and the like would get married during summer months.
The view was stunning. Flowers in full bloom; not a cloud in the skin. You set out the picnic supplies; cups, napkins, small cakes the bake staff had given you, and more. You go to grab the sandwiches, but the assassin does it for you; giving everyone their individual sandwich.
"Oh, thank you dear!" You kiss their cheek as thanks. You all begin the picnic; you doing most of the talking despite the size of the group. None of them wanting to be here, aside from to hear the sweet sound of your laughter.
You pick up one of the cakes and feed a bit of it to your partner; taking one for yourself after. They grab your chin, licking the frosting from the corner of your mouth before pulling you into a kiss; eyeing the emperor and his spouse. Everyone here was an awful person, aside you. Even themself. They'd take you from this kingdom so that you'd only have to deal with one instead of three.
As a person of very few words, any of their actions to show their love had you completely flustered. "O-oh, honey! We should do that in the presences of others."
You look away to avoid them seeing your flushed expression; noticing the jealous stare from the emperor.
"Your highness, I'm sorry. How is your sandwich? I put everything that you like."
The emperor hadn't taken a single bite; the detestation he had for the situation acting as fuel for his tired, heartbroken body. He picks up the sandwich and takes a bite. It feels slightly heavier and lumpier than normal, but he doesn't know why until he takes a bite.
The emperor spits out the small rock that stabbed his gums. His spouse giggles; having hide their own anger from the same to hold off him noticing. The assassin lets out a few chuckles of their own when the emperor glares at them; tilting their head innocently.
"Something wrong, your highness?
It took the power of God not to pick up a fork and stab it into their eye.
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