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flokali · 1 month
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Boothill and a corrupt USB with a “love virus”… and you’re the poor, unfortunate engineer forced to deal with him in this state, except his little metal heart has gotten too attached to you and the feeling of overbearing longing that you make him feel… on the bright side, your wanted posters look lovely together ♥︎
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beloved-blaiddyd · 1 month
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WARNING: HSR 2.1 SPOILERS
Prompt: Yandere!Gallagher who based most of his current personality on (Y/n)'s dead husband.
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i love this man so much like can you imagine hoyo just dropped us a playable character with facial hair like HELL YEAH let's gooooo
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throwaway-yandere · 3 months
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POV: You mentioned getting a divorce after a very heated argument with yandere!Sunday
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wishluc · 11 months
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Can I request a yandre blade and kafka silently in a tug of war for the readers attention (btw the reader is a stellaron hunter being chill like silver wolf)
I adore them Ahhhhh Blade's characterisation is based purely off my impression of him :O
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With Kafka seated so close to you, you were surprised that nobody had contacted the authorities yet. The three of you were treated like any other customer in the quaint restaurant, despite your companions having their faces plastered all over Starskiff Haven, and you had yet to be approached by furious soldiers or, if your luck had finally run out, the General himself.
Though you think that if anyone were to attempt to apprehend Kafka, it would make for quite the spectacle. You can already picture the unconcerned expression she'd have, her lips still smiling, her gaze piercing, and her form completely relaxed, and the words she would say to the poor fool—laced with just a hint of mock surprise—before making her way out of the building. At least they'd be alive; if Blade were to get involved...well, you were just glad that his unsettling presence was enough to ward off any justice-driven warrior.
Starwatcher Avenue was gorgeous, without a doubt. In the short time you had been there, you had fallen in love with the bustling streets and the lovely cuisine, though most of your days so far were spent hidden away and waiting for Blade. Despite this, you were really looking forward to leave the Flagship, the anxiety that followed you with being associated with two wanted criminals too much to bear. At least back on your ship, you could easily evade the authorities sent after the Stellaron Hunters.
Kafka, however, was clearly in no rush. She lounged around most of the time, sometimes taking you out for a meal or to go shopping, and appeared to have no worries regarding her status. Even though Blade had regrouped with you, she was still insistent on staying, attempting to placate your troubled heart with sweet, whispered promises and firm assurances. Today's trip was also her way of proving to you that you were in no danger, and you almost believed her.
But you recently realized that living in constant fear of being arrested was nothing compared to the troubles awaiting you. It could be much worse. It could be staying with Blade.
You could...manage, with Kafka. She was unpredictable, at times, but you could rest assured that she'd never put you in harm's way. She never told you what she was planning, forcing you to rely on her cunning words, but you were familiar enough with her by now to know what she expected, and how to appease her. You could play into her desires, smile at her clever quips and lean into her possessive hold, and she would find delight in it all, even though she was aware of your intentions. She liked your little schemes, though it was no use plotting against her—Kafka was always a step ahead, always prepared to pull you back to her side and remind you of just who she was.
Blade, however, was a complete enigma to you.
You weren't very familiar with the other Hunter, having spent most of your time being lugged around by Kafka, but even the little time you spent with him had already convinced you that there was something frightening about him. You think it might be his dark eyes, seemingly seeing through your every action, which, coupled with his habit of staring at you, never failed to unnerve you. Your first encounter with him, too, left you shaking—you'd never forget the sensation of cool metal pressing against your skin, his sharp gaze locked on you with the slightest curl of his lips. You could never tell what he wanted from you.
He had smiled at you when you were tasked with wrapping new bandages around his hand shortly after his escape, and asked if you came all the way to the Xianzhou Luofu just to see him (You remember the sound of his laughter when you turned to look at Kafka in response, and you remember how something inside you stirred at the mesmerising sight). But he had yet to pull you into his arms, or smother you with affectionate words and thinly veiled threats, and you weren't quite sure what to make of him. You could only hope that his interest in you was short lived—it was tiring enough to keep Kafka placated.
"Open up, darling," Kafka's smooth voice breaks you out of your trance.
She holds a silver spoon out, a small piece of the pudding she ordered balancing carefully on it. You quickly obey, letting her feed you despite the shame that lingered when you notice Blade's curious gaze directed at you.
"Why aren't you that well behaved for me?" You freeze at Blade's remark, the dessert in your mouth suddenly tasting like sand.
Kafka chuckles, putting down the spoon in favor for placing her hand on your cheek. She gently directs you to face Blade, the man regarding you with blatant fascination.
"Why, Bladie?" Kafka's gloved fingers trace your bottom lip, "Are you jealous?"
"You're always so stiff around me," he muses, "but here you are, acting as the perfect pet for her."
"That's because we are well acquainted," you catch a wicked glint In Kafka's eyes, "It's not an act," she taps at your cheek, "is it?"
You shake your head silently, and Kafka's smile widens. Blade's displeasure is obvious in the slight frown on his face and the glare focused at where Kafka's touching you, and you start to regret picking sides.
"How cruel."
You lean back into your seat, suddenly feeling suffocated by the tense air that enveloped the table. For a moment, you swear you catch the slightest twitch of Blade's lips, but you're immediately distracted by Kafka's displeased frown.
You clear your throat in an attempt to dissipate the tension, "When will we be returning?"
"We still have matters to conclude here," Blade informs you.
Your heart sinks, but you try your hardest to hide your disappointment, "I thought we were only here for..." You glance at him, "for Blade?"
Kafka's hand had found its way to your thigh while your attention was elsewhere, her fingers splayed over your clothes, "We need to wait for the Express crew, my dear. You can be patient a little while longer, no?"
You nod, and watch as she takes a bite of the pudding for herself, the spoon in her mouth for a moment too long before she placed it down again. You turn to look outside the window instead, not wanting to meet her gaze after that display, and instead catch sight of a familiar tall figure. Around him are multiple guards in uniform, and you can already see passersby begin to whisper amongst themselves while surveying the scene. You're reminded of the posters drawn in red ink, and the fate awaiting you if you get caught. They'd want to interrogate you, wouldn't they? To your side, Kafka stands up, carefully placing her coat over her shoulders before glancing down at you with her hand outstretched. A part of you wishes you could be as composed as her by everything, but her lack of concern came from a place of confidence, in her own ability and Elios' plan. You have neither—all you can trust in is your companions. You take her hand and get up, forcing yourself to hide your growing fear. Kafka strolls out of the exit, and you follow suit, making your way out of the building and back into the streets of Starwatcher Avenue. You don't look back to see where Blade is, assuming he had disappeared into the crowd already.
As the usual protocol in situations like this, you separate from Kafka (She has insisted, before, that you never leave her side regardless of the circumstances, but you know better than to comply), and start to find your own way back to your hideout, but as you make your way down the large staircase, a hand brushes against the small of your back and a figure appears beside you. If he noticed the way you stiffened up at his touch, Blade didn't comment on it, simply falling into step with you, as though he was always there.
"This way," he instructs, moving you towards an inconspicuous alleyway between some stalls. You don't want to follow him, but with the looming threat behind you, you can't afford to attract any more attention to yourself, so you let his hand rest on you and follow his lead.
"Don't be afraid," he whispers, lips brushing against your ear, "nobody uses this path. This way, we'll have plenty of time to get...acquainted"
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bellaofthevalley · 9 months
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Stellaron Hunters: Singing Dove
Content warning: yandere themes, polyamorous relationship, reader is gender-neutral.
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It starts with a chase. 
It always starts with a chase. 
You run through the cold, deep snow. Dried leaves and twigs hiding under the snowy blanket crunch beneath your boots, and the little cracking noises they cause makes you want to cry painful, heaving sobs that shake through your frame. 
The moon hangs high in the sky, your singular source of light. You are so deep within this frozen wasteland, not even Belebog's lights show on the horizon. 
A perfect place for them to hunt you. But hunt truly is too kind of a word; a prey has at least a singular, sliver chance of survival. You are merely a toy between their clutches, ever so often placed in a new playground for their amusement, but at the end- 
You will be back with them. It is, after all, part of the script. Always, always, always- 
You stumble and fall on your hands and knees with a painful gasp, foot catching within viney branches that dig into your boots and pants. You'd been running so much, for so long, you hadn't even realised just how out of breath your poor lungs were. 
In, and out. In, and out. In, and out.
You take in one, last big breath before finally looking back to get your foot out of the vines and hopefully, with the mercy of Qlipoth the Preservation and any Aeon that will listen, escape from this hellhole- 
Only to meet two red piercing eyes staring at you from such darkness, not even the moon could disperse it. Peering, watching, waiting. 
"No!" The frightened scream tears itself out of your throat, and your lack of breath and aching foot are forgotten entirely. In the distance, among the flying crows and skittering spiders, you heard the tinkling laugh of a woman.
Everything is dangerous. Everything is dangerous. Everything is dangerous-
He tells you everything is dangerous as he sharpens a sword, cracks going through its cold blade like broken glass. His voice is low, but his eyes are staring straight at you. Gazing, scrutinizing, waiting. 
How many days, weeks, and months have you spent with them now? With him? You know his past by now, something he'd confided in you in the lonely, dead hours of the night, where you craved interaction even from someone like him. When he would crave interaction from you, would seek you out and hoard your time with the excuse that Kafka demanded he needed you to heal him and soothe his mara-struck mind with your singing, nimble fingers unwillingly going through his hair. 
Everything is dangerous, Bǎo bèi. You will stay here with us.
She tells you everything is dangerous without telling you. You are on her lap, so shamefully naked and exposed yet she lounges against the tub as if the world is her oyster to pick, hands on your waist and nails slightly dragging against your skin until there are raised goosebumps trailing up your body. 
It might as well be her world to rule. 
You will not leave, my darling. She says with the softest laugh, burying her pretty face in your tender throat and kissing your skin. Her perfume still clings to her skin, leaving your mind hazy and muddled- all thoughts of your burning homeland they took you from washing away until all you can think of is her, her, her. She's a devil and a devil hunter; she is a spider that has spun into a web you can see neither the start nor end of, demands your songs as if you, your songs and voice all belong to her. 
Everything is dangerous, my lovely. You will not leave, not now nor ever.
You run and run, boots so torn every twig and rock digs into your delicate skin. You are crying, too, stumbling against trees and branches. The noise that comes out of your throat is half-sob, half-prayer. Mercy, oh Aeon, grant me mercy. 
You speed past the forest. It does not matter where you are, only that you leave. There are so many snapping noises, but all of it is from your running so you- you are sure you are safe- 
No more trees, and the lights from Belebog now shine like the very stars of hope. So close now, and freedom tastes so unbelievably sweet on your tongue. You reach a hand out- 
And fall down again, staring up at the star-less sky with wide eyes and a frantic heart. 
No twig or branch made you fall. 
Spider webs did. 
The moon is so beautiful.
"The moon is so beautiful, isn't it, my darling?" 
Kafka looks down on you, kneeling down by your side. Her pretty eyes gleam in the encroaching darkness, mouth stretched into a small smile that is anything but kind. 
Yet her touch is so very gentle when she cups your face, wipes away the lone tear trickling down your cheek. She is even gentler when she leans down to kiss the corner of your lips, this time tasting your second tear. 
It makes her sigh, so awfully fond. The spider web clings to your body, crawling up your limbs. You are unaware of Blade slowly coming out of the woods, your focus entirely on Kafka. 
"You tried your very best," she croons, voice low and soft. Her smile widens, thumb swiping across your chapped lips, smoothing out the furrowed lines between your brows. "But it wasn't enough, was it? It will never be enough, either. But, oh, how beautiful you looked as you ran and ran, so fully convinced you even had a small chance of success… like a frightened rabbit. Isn't that right, Bladie?" 
Blade's silence is unsurprising, and you are glad for it as you finally descend into sobs, turning your head away from her even as her hand chases your face. All of it… was just an illusion? All of it? 
"Carry them, Bladie." Kafka orders, chuckling. She plays with your hair for a few seconds, humming before she kisses you, kisses under your lashes, one last time and gets up. "Carry them home, where they belong." 
 It ends with you back in their arms. 
It always ends with you back in their arms. 
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madamofthestars · 2 months
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“I’m here for you”| soft Yandere Dan heng headcanons
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Tw-yandere content.
🖤Dan heng noticed the somber expression on your face.
🖤He could always tell how you are feeling as your pet trotter affectionately nicknamed pointy cane to your side immediately quickly getting up form their comfortable spot on Dan heng bed.
🖤Dan heng wordless got up and walk towards you as you quickly held onto him really needing his company at the moment.
🖤he would gently guide you inside his cabin and have you sit down on the bed.
🖤once you were settled in he would then ask what’s wrong.
🖤but only if you wanted to if you wanted to open up to discuss what happened he more than happy to hear whatever you want to share.
🖤when you open up on how you lost a person who was like a family member to you.
🖤he listens to you open up about the lost to whatever much you wish to share about that lost respecting your boundaries with how much you wish to share.
🖤he would do what he can to comfort you even just listening to you share your grief.
🖤Dan heng would offer to do whatever he needs to do to fully show his support and comfort.
🖤if you want to share your memories of the person he would listen to you share your memories.
🖤Dan heng isn’t fully the best with words of comfort but he would try to share some to give you comfort and reassurance.
🖤your pet trotter pointy even lets out some noise of comfort sitting on your lap.
🖤the lost of a family member still hurts but Dan heng and pointy will help you with the grief over the lost of the family member and while it takes time he will always make sure to be there by your side.
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kavaeroexe · 2 years
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Flamechaser HCs for a (Y/N) that likes bringing things from outside into the Realm to show to them pls (things like video game consoles, snacks, other things, all that jazz)
. WOOOO GREAT HC!
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At kevin, i think he's more interested everytine you brought a different flavour of noodle cup, y'know
At first glance when you receive a signet from him, the only thing he notices is your smell pike noodle cup, but he can't recognize the flavour
As he saw you eat samyang, and you felt like you're burned to death, he doesn't say it, he just look at you, correction- at the SAMYANG
He tries to eat it once (the samyang) and he's addicted, but there is no way for him to ask you buy a whole package of samyang..
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For Elysia i think she doesn't interested in much many things, but she LOVES it everytine you brought her a romance novel, through your phone, with a playlist played throuh headphones or especially, airpod!
"Another fanfiction-!? Who is this maaann?? Oh my god! The girls so pretty and the villain as well oh my~~"
You give her a good song, she will show to Eden and ask Eden to cover the songs
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For Aponia... I think she have a small amount of things she likes, she's rather.. Interested..
"Elysia like this song? Hm... Interesting.. "
I think she likes music box..
Or... Mystery books, like riddle books, books with hidden meanings, she loves it
So when you're a book worm, i think you get along just fine
She prefers to borrow than to ask
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Eden.. Give her any genre of popular music
Eden once cover a song that.. "Gyaru~ cho kawaii, asobitai~"
Or maybe orchestra songs
OH GOD SHE WILL BE FLASHBACKING
Eden will love genshin impact themes fr
Oh and also, i think eden likes hearing podcast, with Ellie or with you, everything just go quiet, she's sipping her high-class wine while listening to interesting podcast
You even make yourself buying spoti*y premium so nobody will get disturbed with the add
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Vill-v... I dont know what things to impress her.
Its more like she's the one who suprise you and brings interesting stuff..
But mostly games. Vill-v is actually addicted to video games..
Lego..
Yes lego.
But anyway for the video games, i think its you in the first place the one who always win, so in the end she will cheat
She doesn't want to lose, no. Not on a video game.
And lego..
ABSOLUTE MASTERPIECE BUT CHAOS.
She make a whole kriffing husk-nihillus, or a robot, or a divine key with the exact size as the real things
Its a wrong decision to offer her Lego's...
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Kalpas..? I dont even know about him
Rock music? I agree he will be disturbed with the annoying sound
I think many people think Kalpas will be fit with rock music, but i think he will be disturbed with the rock music
Nice music? Its just going to be a white music to his ears
Ukulele? He doesn't hate it in the first place but if you play it too often... You know what will happen..
So lets put him on nintendo or ps5..
If Vill-V cheat, he use his usual tactics.. VIOLENCE
Say goodbye to your things if you offer him to play
But honestly i think he likes pokemon
So.. Pokemon GO? I think he will be exploring elysian realm just to catch pokemom
Suprisingly, he enjoyed it.. And with a miracle, he doesn't broke your phone
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Su? I think he likes brushpen?
In the first place, i believe he's a calligraphy lovers, so..
If you do good at lettering and making notes, im sure he will be interested
He doesn't borrowed it, you're the one offering him
Slowly learns how you make your calligraphy looks shiny and aesthetic
But you also loves his calligraphy in chinese or in english with a classic black ink, so pure and blanace in it
But he must admit, he loves how you decorate your calligraphy and lettering in your notes
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For sakura, i bet she likes the moment everytine you brought a japanese food or a food from you country she never saw before
Silently loves it when you decorate it to be cute
Always reminded herself with how rin will love tall of the food you beought to her for eat
I know as a SIM, sakura doesn't need to eat in the first place
But hey, it looks appetizing!
So in returns, she would love to teach you how to make onigiri by yourself, the way she always been taught thousands years ago
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For Kosma, i could be sure that he likes Action figure
More like tokusatsu things (kamen rider, ultraman)
But he's shy about it
But if you're a fans of tokusatsu and loves to bring your actuon figure, he will be opened about his likings
Maybe watch the kamen rider's series together?
Just one episode everytine you guys met together, he likes the series
He being from calm to silent if he watch
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Mobiusss! SHE'S A FAN OF HORROR MOVIE
But be carefull, please be picky at your horror film, she doesn't like the love tragedy, she wants the full EVIL AND MISERABLE AND PAIN!
Or a thriller movie! ABSOLUTE FAN
I suggest you to look at indonesia's horror movie
Like the one that 'melahirkan dalam kubur' which is somebody just give birth when she's on the deep down in the graveyard
Never watch it, thanks.
But i bet she loves it
Its about death but still giving a life, something that she's interested in!!
She's maybe a bit sad because there is only one movie of it
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Now for Griseo, she loves digital paint!!!
Of course she will be confused at first, but if you teach her enough, she will learned fast!!
She will never worry about running out of paints, and she could bring the tablet/ipad/phone anywhere!!
Of course she still loves her traditional art, she loves the texture and it feels more real to her
But hey, digital paint is not that bad!!
Wether with bare hands or pen, she could draw just fine with anyway
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Now for Hua.. Opera?
Alright no, not opera, i think she's more into KUNGFU MOVIE
Shang-chi also peak her eyes
She doesn't comment much about it, because she likes it, it brings her to flachback about her hometown and everything
If she loves shang-chi, she'll love kungfu panda
Its not that much, but she'll join in no problem if you offers her to watch with you
Sadly she'll forget about it in the next 24 hours.
But don't worry! You'll never get tired to watch the whole movie with her!
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NOW FOR PARDOFELLIS... I think she'd love if you play you favorite music, and you guys dance like crazy
She's playfull and loves to move alot, and she's acrobatic, her body is flexible, so dance is no problem for her
She loves every genre of song to dance except the slow one and the ones that you can't get yourself to dance along with the music
"(Y/N) WE GOT THE JEWELRY, TURN THE MUSIC ON FOR US TO RUN"
"WHICH ONE? "
"MISSION IMPOSSIBLE'S MAIN THEME SONG! QUICKKKK"
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dreaming4peace · 1 year
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Thinking about...
Yan! Girlfriend Elysia who showers you in affection and lavishes you with tales from thousands and thousands of years ago. Sometimes you may feel uncomfortable with her constant need for physical touch but isn't this the Elysia that you love? The flame chasers does not seem to notice your distress and in fact thinks that the two of you make such a cute couple!
Elysia who, slowly but surely takes away anything that may be distracting you from her and only her. She wants to know that you love her as much as she loves you!
Elysia who gifts you a variety of clothing, ranging from elegant to cute styles. Her gifts might take up all of your closet's storage and you might not be able to let go of her clothes that easily, because she is your dearest partner isn't she?
Elysia who believes that she has to be the one to take care of you and that you should rest while she works. You do not even need to lift a finger when Elysia is here! She will do everything and anything to secure your attention and safety
Sometimes, during days where the atmosphere seems more sober, you wonder if Elysia truly loves you like she insists she does, or something to be taken care of like a pet?
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flokali · 4 months
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Argenti who believes you (player) are Idrila… the being who’d saved him countless of times, the one who protects him in times of peril. The reason he only meets you in near death situation is due to how the universe works, determined to only let you meet those who adore you once they’re at their weakest and need your help to return to their true form. Every time a new soul comes to you, arriving at the Express’ doors, you welcome them and work tirelessly to give them strength unattainable through other means.
Albeit not knowing how you truly look like, he can see your silhouette in his mind’s eye. He knows the broad brush strokes that compose your face, even your eye color and hair texture immortalized in his memory. He knows deep down that there will never be any being that can rival the beauty of his Lord.
Argenti, who once finally home with you, can finally rest easy knowing that you are with him – watching over him and giving him strength in your own way. However, he still cannot touch you, he hasn’t been able to clearly see your face yet. His journey isn’t done, now he must find a way to bring you to him so he can spread the word of your arrival and power while adoring you in his arms.
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beloved-blaiddyd · 20 days
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Yandere Erudition Emanator!Veritas Ratio x Reader (happens during Ruan Mei's appearance)
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based from the gossipmonger's ask about Ratio having a reckless!reader :) have fun!!!
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throwaway-yandere · 11 months
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"Your hands, have they always been this warm?"
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wishluc · 10 months
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Oh god please elaborate on the Express Eatery thing! I love having Luocha as a customer
Going over this with Luocha, Yukong, Jing Yuan and Blade!
CW: yandere characters
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So you work at the Express Eatery, and you start to notice that Luocha comes in every day with a new menu item he wants to try out. While waiting for his order he asks about your time on the Express and the meals you like and how you're finding the Luofu so far. He refuses to elaborate on the coffin he carries around or on anything else about his job apart from the "traveling merchant" line, but you let it slide because he's nice enough otherwise. He also tips very generously, and leaves glowing reviews, which may or may not play a role in you liking him despite how suspicious he can be at times. After he's cycled through all the items, however, he starts asking for other things; snacks you like to eat, whatever you usually have for breakfast, a dessert you're craving for, etc. And he starts bringing in dishes that he likes, and asks for you to eat them with him during your break (even waits outside your stall until you take your break, if you try and lie your way out of it). And when the day comes that you have to pack up and leave your short-lived stall behind, you do so without informing your number 1 customer, which doesn't go across well.
But how were you to know Luocha had also met Dan Heng before, and would be visiting the Express the very next day?
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Other customers you meet include Yukong, who's sweet and has the most interesting stories for you. She offers to pilot a Starskiff for you (and promises that she's not a reckless driver anymore, unlike the stories of her youth she may have told you about), invites you to lively parties once you're done for the day, and even shows you around the Luofo herself. You do notice, however, that her eyes dim and her smile fades when you mention leaving the Luofo, even if you don't comment on it. Coming up to the days before you close the stall, she takes you on increasingly exciting trips around the Luofo, all the while assuring you that there is still much to see, as though to entice you into stay longer...
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There's also Jing Yuan, who stays for long periods whenever he stops by. He stands by your stall with a languid smile, talking to you while eating. He has a habit of distracting you with sudden questions when ever you notice just how long he's been standing around, asking you about your thoughts on a dish or how long you've been with the Crew. And while his exterior is perfectly relaxed with you, if anyone else dares approach while he's there, all it takes is one inquisitive look from him to send the intruder scurrying away. You've never thought the General to be that frightening, but you supposed his position warranted some extent of fear. Normally, you would be a little irritated about how he was obstructing business, but there was no doubt his pleasant conversation and generous hand made for far better company than a queue of customers in a rush to their next stop.
But a few days before you're set to close the stall, you get approached by a group of officials who warn you that doing business without a permit is illegal. Apparently, whatever documents March got for your little side business wasn't enough, and you were missing some important components. Fortunately, Jing Yuan steps in and offers to help you settle the problem at once, and as you gratefully accept his assistance (with a promise to treat him to a serving of Cosmic Fried Rice on the house sometime). To your surprise, however, you're told that you're required to stay and continue doing business on the Luofu for another few weeks before the license is granted, and you find yourself having no choice but to comply. At least, the General is here to keep you company, right?
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At first Blade stopped by only to pick up a serving or two before leaving right after, never indulging in conversation unlike your other patrons. Even his reviews were short and to the point, simply leaving a rating of 5 stars along with his moniker—but as long as it was a good review, you had no complaints. However, as time went by and you saw him increasingly more often (though you took note of the fact that he'd only ever come by when the shade fell across your stall just right and there were little to no other customers), he'd comment on your methods and packaging, with odd lines such as "The box didn't come apart even after a fight," and begin ordering in advance for the next day—he claimed this was a far more efficient system, and offered to pay extra as a booking fee.
He comes off a little strange at times, with his unnerving smile and his peculiar comments, but you think that Blade's one of your better customers. He's patient and his requests are simple, and he deals swiftly with any troublemakers around your stall. Surprisingly, him swinging around his sword threateningly doesn't discourage new customers from checking your stall out. So when the day comes that you have to inform him that there was no tomorrow for his order to be prepared in advance, Blade only regards you with a pensive look and the smallest of nods, before leaving. You would miss him, despite his oddities.
And then you're told that you have to accommodate for a temporary addition on the Astral Express, someone sent by Kafka, and who awaits you in the parlor car but Blade himself?
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Okay look, I know people are gonna characterize Aventurine as the kind of yandere that manipulates everything behind the scenes and is always coming up with ways to try and make his darling unable to rely on anyone but him. But honestly? I can see him as the desperate needy type who needs to have your attention on him, he NEEDS to be the only man you'll ever want and look at, and GOD, he just desperately needs you to own him in his entirety.
He'll do anything to keep your attention on him and make sure that you at least will keep him around long enough for him to enact his plans of keeping you by his side. You want a dog who does whatever you say and will crawl on hands and knees for your amusement? You want a pretty little toy that you can break over and over? You want him to take the lead and make you unable to think or walk anymore? He'll do it, he'll do whatever you want, he'll do anything to keep your attention on him until he can make you his.
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strawberri-yan · 3 months
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After all, you were his wife first
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