Yandere!Alastor With Violet Evergarden!reader Scenario

There was not a hint of surprise in Doran’s features when his brother was told to arrive with a little child in his arms. She must be another daughter of his. Yet that was not the case. The child apparently tried to steal something from the red viper but was caught. Oberyn has taken much interest in her and wanted to bring her to Dorne. 

Oberyn first showed you to Elia who was accompanying him at the time. She immediately fell in love with your cuteness. The sight of her doting on you encouraged Oberyn further to take you with him. They are eager to present you with their home and shower you with all the lavish things they can offer. Elia also convinced Doran to let you stay with them in the sunspear. 

Ellaria and the sand snakes were curious to see you. Ellaria knew you meant a lot to Oberyn because of how often he spoke of you and was willing to accept you into the family. Within such a short time, she grew fond of you. It made Oberyn ecstatic to hear her ask about you. Meanwhile, the sand snakes had varying reactions to their father and aunt bringing a child home. 

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Masterlist

Jujustu Kaisen:

Yandere Mafia Boss Sukuna

Yandere Platonic Sukuna

Addiction - Yandere Mafia Boss Sukuna

Yandere First/Second Years: Trying to Escape

BNHA/MHA:

Yandere Platonic Fantasy BakuDeku

Yandere Villain Deku + Toga x Vigilante Reader

Difference between platonic + romantic yanderes Aizawa + Deku ask

Marvel:

Yandere Miguel O'Hara - Platonic + Romantic

Yandere Romantic Namor

KNY/Demon Slayer:

Yandere Platonic Tengen + His Wives

Yandere Platonic Douma

Yandere Platonic Kamado Siblings

General Yandere Muichirou

Miscellaneous:

Altar - Yandere Diety

Yandere Platonic bakudaku x reader could it be fantasy au please ,maybe reader found them all beaten up after the boys were fighting goblins ( or their could have saved her/them from the goblins) and they all travels together only for them to prevent the reader from dating anyone?

Yandere BakuDeku Fanatasy AU

tw: Yandere Themes, Suggested Orphan Reader, Protectiveness, Obsession, Violence

You had been travelling with your companions for nearly two years now. Katsuki Bakugo was a strong warrior and his partner, Izuku Midoriya, or Deku as he was more commonly known, was a skilled alchemist. You don’t know what string of fate lead you all together, since your meeting was completely coincidental. Although it mostly was because of your foolish actions- something you prefer not to think about.

You’ve always been a free-spirited child, running amok and causing chaos wherever you took up residence. That chaos often lead to you being kicked out of the villages and towns that took you in, leaving you to fend for yourself. The day you met Bakugo and Deku, you had been journeying through a forest in search of another place that would take pity upon you. You were frolicking along the path in the forest which was cleared for travellers. That was until something caught your eye.

It was a lovely flower sitting just past the side of the path. The flower was so pretty and you wanted to see it up close. You bit your lip lightly dur to your apprehension. You’d heard the cautionary tales told by travelling merchants and adventurers, warning not to venture into the forest. You decided it couldn’t be that bad-it lay merely a few feet ahead. Humming, you went to inspect the flower and plucked it. You would have turned around to leave but then you saw another flower which looked even prettier a few feet ahead. You pondered whether to return to the path or not. The flower was gorgeous and you could still see the path. So you decided to venture a little bit deeper into the forest to pick that one as well.

You saw yet another flower more striking than the previous, and after considering less carefully this time around, opted to go pick it. It became a pattern as you threw caution aside and happily ventured deeper and deeper into the forest. As the sun begins to set, you finally decide to return. However, you’ve gone too deep into the forest and you have absolutely no clue which way you came from. You gulp nervously. What creatures and monsters lurked and prowled in the cover of the night?

Your question would be answered when you saw a hoard of little impish creatures- goblins. Long pointed ears and equally pointed teeth. Short, green bodies with disgusting boils all along their rough skin. They howled at you, although it really was more of a shriek. You screamed out if fear and ran as fast as you could through the forest. You didn’t know where you were running too, but you couldn’t care less. All that mattered was escaping those horrid little beasts. Then, you tripped over a root you hadn’t seen. You hissed in pain, clutching your foot. The goblins caught up to you, much to your horror. You scuttled away into a thick tree, ignoring the intense pain. You let out a pained whimper and squeezed your eyes shut. Suddenly there was a yell, and flashes of colour that dizzied you. You were too exhausted and shocked to comprehend what wad happening. All you could make out was someone coming up to you before the world faded to darkness.

You groaned as you awoke, a bright light shone brightly. You blinked to adjust yourself to the light. Once you finally adjusted your vision, you furrowed your brows in confusion. were in a room, a nice one at that. The light was from the window on your right, the sun had risen already. Did that mean it was midday? You put aside your musings as you awed at the room itself. The room was the finest you’ve ever been in, for you’d never amassed enough money to stay in an upperclass inn. The bedding was soft and warm. You took a moment to enjoy the small luxury before snapping back to reality. How did you end up here? What happened to the goblins?

“You’re up!” someone exclaimed as they opened the door. You tensed slightly and they put their hands up to reassure you. “Ah, I’m sorry you must be surprised. My name is Izuku but everyone calls me Deku.”

“Oh, okay Mr. Deku, I’m alright. Did you bring me here?” You asked relaxing.

“Mmhmm, my partner Kacchan and I heard your scream. We ran to find you and those goblins. You fainted after we found you so we brought you to the inn.” said Deku, “What was a kid doing out there anyways?”

“Well I was walking along the forest path and then I saw this really pretty flower that was just a bit off the path.I know you’re not supposed to wander off but it was really close! So I went to go pick it. Then I saw an even prettier flower and I went to go pick that flower. The deeper I went, the more beautiful the flowers were and I didn’t notice until the sun began to set. That’s when the goblins attacked me and I ran.” You recounted.

Deku couldn’t help but laugh. Honestly you were so adorably naïve! You’d pranced into a forest known to be filled with dangerous monsters to pick flowers. You blushed furiously and pouted at him but that only caused Deku to laugh more. As your face reddened with childish anger and embarrassment, Deku ceased his laughter and apologized to you, an apology you barely accepted. Your stomach growled with hunger and you became flustered once again. Deku smiled gently and offered you to join him for lunch. An offer you eagerly accepted. You made your way to the dining hall of the inn, a warm and jovial place, filled with the scent of warm food and booze.

“Hey, so the kid finally woke up, huh.” Spoke a gruff voice which caused you to squeak.

“Kacchan! Be more gentle,” Deku admonished.

Bakugo huffed before glancing at you. You really were small and weak. Why you would ever go into that forsaken forest was beyond him. Well it didn’t really matter because he was just going to drop you off at the orphanage here. Nursing his ale, Bakugo watched Deku fuss over you. Honestly, what did he think he was doing? Deku had tried to convince him to take you with them, but Bakugo couldn’t do that. You were to fragile to travel alongside them, you would only be a hindrance. That was something Deku couldn’t- or refused to see.

However that plan came to a halt when the orphanage told him that they simply just didn’t have the room or the funds to take in another child. Frustrated, Bakugo was told that they next town over had a good orphanage. Bakugo groaned while a wide grin enveloped Deku’s face, you were going to stay with them for a little while longer it seems. You were excited of course. I mean they were adventurers! You were practically going on a quest. Bakugo shut that dream down quickly, letting out too many some ground rules. You became crestfallen until Deku distracted you with some basic alchemical creations. Deku glared at his partner but Bakugo remained unmoved. They would drop you off at the next town over and be done with you.

But alas, fate didn’t seem to share the same idea. As you traveled with them, you grew on them, more specifically Bakugo. You were just so happy and energetic. Your smile put the sun to shame, it was that bright. You truly fit in to the little family that Bakugo had made with Deku, but it was finally complete. Bakugo was raised with the barbarian traditions. Barbarians treasure their children, never abandoning them. So with Deku so insistent, and in accordance with barbarian traditions, he couldn’t leave you at the orphanage. Once you all arrived at the town, you and Deku didn’t part tearfully. Instead, Bakugo told you both that you were just here to pick up supplies, leaving you and Deku overjoyed.

You’ve travelled with them ever since. You’ve learned everything they could teach you, and even taught yourself some skills. Bakugo and Deku have watched you grow and they couldn’t be prouder. Recently, you’ve all stopped at a quant village. More notable than anything else in the village, is the charming farmhand that resides there. The adorable freckles dotting their face and their playful smile that makes your heart flutter. At first, it was passing glances which evolved into fleeting touches. But soon it became a relationship, one that you were keeping secret.

Now, Bakugo and Deku aren’t idiots, they can tell something is off with you. And when they find out about your relationship, Bakugo is livid. He wants to end the farmhands miserable life right then and there. Deku, on the other hand, knows how heartbroken you’d be if they ripped you two apart. Your heart may have to be broken, but who says it has to be them who break it? With a little threatening and a few minor injuries, the farmhand finally understands that they’re unworthy of you.

And when they finally do break up with you, you’re utterly devastated. When Deku and Bakugo find you sobbing, they immediately comfort you. Deku reassures you and asks you what’s wrong. You tell them everything, apologizing for keeping it a secret. Deku hushes you, while Bakugo, in a low murmur, asks for a name.

Don’t worry, they’ll always be there for you. Always.

cardinal concept

yandere platonic batfam with a resurrected reader

a/n: because as much as i love neglected reader, dead (then alive again) reader just has so much potential

the dynamic duo, batman and robin. bruce wayne and dick grayson. then, you came along; a result of bruce’s irresponsible coupling with a young woman he’d long since forgotten about. you grow up in the nastier parts of gotham with your mother, where you’re forces to grow up faster and become more mature, until she has an accident.

after you’re mother’s untimely death, you find yourself under his care. bruce is hesitant and unsure, he’s already struggled with raising dick. he doesn’t want to fail you too. he dances around telling about batman until you happen upon the batcave, at your insistence and a few instances of you following them, he relents and lets you join.

suddenly, it’s batman, robin, and cardinal.

bruce is initially unsure what to do with you, even after you become cardinal. unlike with dick, who needed to become robin lest he go down a darker road, you’re only cardinal because of him. it draws out an agonizing guilt, causing bruce to practically coddle you. but you’re emotionally intelligent, in a way bruce isn’t, you’re able to communicate with soft words and gentle reasoning instead of shouting matches and tearful pouting like your brother. you’re his angel, his sweet, understanding angel. it reminds him of his own mother. you’re kind, empathetic disposition is everything bruce needs in his life. because yes, to him, your brother needs his guidance. but bruce needs yours.

as for dick his relationship is with you as simple as this: he’s the big brother and you’re the little sibling. you can fight and argue, but you two always make up and head off to snuggle or play. you’re bond grows stronger the more time you spend on patrol— having each other’s back, getting into trouble with batman— or at school— although you’re in a younger grade, you still see your big brother at school and go to him when you have problems— or at home— snuggled up, watching a movie and eating snacks provided by alfred— you two are extremely close.

you’re little of family of four— including alfred, of course— is tight-knit. you fight and argue but always make up and you’re always there for each other.

until dick becomes nightwing and a scruffy teen named jason todd joins you. as close as you are with your older brother and father, you bond with him far quicker. maybe it’s because of how close you are in age, or maybe it’s because of your shared past experiences.

the family dynamics shift and change, but that isn’t necessarily a bad thing. dick grows more distant, going off with the titans. but that’s to be expected, he’s grown up now. you still visit him, of course. and he still pops by to see you. bruce, you notice, softens, almost. he’s grown accustomed to parenthood. jason is your favourite change, though. a sibling close in age, but still younger, so can justify (playfully) bossing him around. your family isn’t perfect, but it’s yours and you love it.

then, jason and bruce start fighting. dick goes off world. a fight with bane leaves you injured and out of commission. it’s just a rough patch, you tell yourself. until, suddenly, jason’s birth mother contacts him. something’s off about it. you want to tell your dad, however, jason is adamant you shouldn’t. reluctantly, you don’t, opting to go along with him just in case.

your gut, as it turns out, was right. you’re injured and unable to do much as the joker captures you and jason. you’re helpless to watch as your brother, your sweet baby brother, is beaten mercilessly with a crowbar. your voice is hoarse from screaming during your own beating and your body is sore, but despite it all, you still rasp out pleas to let your brother go. one child will be effective enough. the joker can spare one. of course, in his cruelty, he doesn’t.

you’re left aching, battered, and bruised. the ticking of the bomb serves as the count to your death. jason, brave jason, tries to gather enough strength to get up. and maybe, just maybe, he could escape if he weren’t focused on trying to save you. he won’t listen to your pleas for him to go, to leave you behind. he’s adamant upon accompanying you to your doom.

you hear the final ticks. with all the strength you have left, you move towards him. you cannot save yourself. you cannot save him. all you can do is die beside him. pressing your forehead to his, the last thing you see is your little brother’s face before the final tick sounds and the ensuing explosion consumes you.

and that’s the end of it, your journey, your life. you’re buried alongside your brother in a sombre ceremony, your uniform cased in glass as a memorial to bruce’s failures. he becomes angrier, loses himself. he’s lost two of his children and is fighting with his only remaining one. dick, is utterly furious, with himself and bruce. he blames bruce. for letting his precious siblings die, for starting them all of this heroic crusade. he blames himself for not being there, for being distant with you and jason.

alas, time marches forwards and batman needs a new robin, in the form of one tim drake. he’s a clever kid, one way too smart for his own good. one you used to babysit while his rich parents were away to earn some extra cash. it wasn’t right, leaving him with no one his age to play with. so, when you could, you’d come over. you’d soothe his loneliness. and for that, he’s forever grateful.

your influence continues beyond your death. for you life has impacted so many. barbara gordan, for example, who viewed you akin to a little sister. who fought alongside you as batgirl. you were loved by many as (Y/N) Wayne. your friends and family still hold candles for you. even as they accept your lose, they never stop fully grieving for you and the lost potential brimming inside you. then, there are those who you impacted as cardinal. as a hero, you saved numerous lives, including that of one stephanie brown, who will forever feel indebted to you and strives to become just like you.

the justice league, who knew you as one of the first sidekicks, who functioned like extended family, mourn deeply for your loss and offer sympathies to your father and brother. they will remember you and your tenacity, carrying on their pursuit of justice with you in mind. certainly villains, such as poison ivy and even harley quinn, are enraged with the joker. while you could occasionally be a pain, you were their favourite kiddie hero. and of course the likes of selina kyle and talia al ghul, your father’s paramours, women who became like family to you.

cardinal will be forever immortalized in the hearts of heroes and villains alike, your legacy of compassion and kindness living on in memories transformed into stories, your death a testament to sacrifice and love and heroism— except, that isn’t how it ends, is it? no. your story doesn’t end with your death, it’s how it begins.

and your real story begins by waking in the constricting confined of your casket, bursting out with inhuman strength, fueled by the adrenaline boost, and digging your way out of your grave, the cool mud giving way to harsh ground until you break through the service. that night, that stormy gotham eve, is the day you are reborn.

you flee then wander the streets of gotham until you regain your mind. you remember, you remember everything and you, you don’t want to go back. not to your family, not to your friends, not the life you once knew. you were given a new life. and this life, you would live for yourself.

sans your old attachments, you live encumbered, untroubled by past woes. yet, you seem to forget your festering memory, the mark you’ve left on people. you forget that while you may be willing to leave your old life behind, they aren’t as willing to let you go. especially when they learn you’re within reach.

Title: 6 black cats with button eyes

Character(s): Madara and Izuna (30s), Itachi and Shisui (20s/Young adults), Sasuke (17 years old/Teen), Tobi and Obito (12 years old/Kids) (Tobi and Obito are two separated characters) (Naruto)

Summary: Coraline AU; You moved to a new home missing the 6 stray cats that you always feed whenever you come back home from school. You soon found a small door and opened it.

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, purely platonic, yandere themes, kidnapping

You wanted to cry, your mother was a loving and caring person but today it seems something had happened during the move to this place that she and her boyfriend were furiously fighting downstairs, Arguing that they weren’t the ones that gave the movers the wrong address and that it was their partner’s fault for it.

You just happened to come in and ask where they placed your teddy bear. Your mother told her to wait for a bit but her boyfriend snapped at you, complaining that you were useless and why did they have to bring you here now instead of leaving her at her grandparent’s place for the time being instead of this.

Hurt by what that man said you went to one of the rooms and locked yourself within ignoring the angered voice of your mother that it was uncalled for even when stressed and even to a young child at that and that he should apologize to you for what he said.

You never liked that new boyfriend, he was nice to you when your mother was there but he often acts like a different person when she isn’t there as if done with everything. Your mother was surprisingly a rather rich work-at-home lady and after her divorce from your father she started to look around. Most of the relationships never went more than a few months.

But her boyfriend now they have been dating for around 8 months now and your mother who bought a home around a village thought it was a great idea to live there with her boyfriend and you. She was a hopeless romantic really and thought that romance in the countryside would be a delightful experience.

So here you are now, you said goodbye to your friends in the city promising to phone them when things get settled in and also the neighbors that always gave you cookies and snacks. You already missed the black cats that you always feed when you come back from school.

There were around 6 of them and they would always be waiting for you to come home, lazing around the small garden you had in the old home. They were always so sweet to you and would let you pet them. (Your mother and her boyfriend weren’t allowed tho, they would always hiss at them even more so to the boyfriend come anywhere close and claws are out.)

Cleaning your face from the dry tears after calming down, you looked around the room you stumbled in. White walls coloured yellow from how old the place was, the furniture looked as if they were caked with dust, there was an old clock on the wall, two chairs and a table, a mirror and that’s kinda it. The room wasn’t lit by the small chandelier in the room but the rather big window the room had.

You walked around careful not to touch anything when you noticed a small door covered by the old wallpaper. Walking up to it you noticed that the edges were clawed so that it would be easier to open. You grabbed the handle and tugged but it was locked.

“Hmm…” You tilted your head and looked around searching for a key when you noticed something on the corner of the windowsill, a golden key. You grabbed it and hoped that it was the right key to the small door and when you poked the wallpaper covering the keyhole with the key and turned only to hear a click sound you brightened.

Opening the door you gasped, behind the door was a glowing red tunnel. You were hesitant but your curiosity got the best of you and you looked at the big door where your mother and her boyfriend was then the small door and crawled in.

You reached the other side and in front of you was another door, you pushed the door that was blocking your way and was greeted with a bright light stinging your eyes a bit.

“Hng..” You covered your eyes.

“Our little Chibi is here! See I told you Suke-chan she would come!”

Suddenly you were picked by a pair of strong arms, you narrowed your eyes to stare at the person who picked you up. A man somewhere in his mid-twenties was holding you by the wait, grinning at you. “You have been keeping us waiting for too long, Tachi-chan should have lunch ready by now!”

You screamed and tried to push the man who was holding you away but the man would not budge stronger than you he kept you in his arms. “There there, Chibi-can! Heh, you should not do that. What would happen if you fell from my arms!? No, no, you must stay still.” The man said coyly, with a grin on his face as he rubbed his cheek on yours. “After this let’s play a game alrighty?”

“She should have her nap, you know she is still young Shisui.” Another man said right beside you and the older man. He looked rather annoyed but his features softened when he looked at you, patting your head carefully as if you were glass but still wanting to show his care. The boy looked to be in his teens.

“You are no fun Suke-Chan! But yes our little chibi must sleep so that she can be healthy!”

You looked at the two affectionate men alarmed, what alarmed you even more scared was their features. They had pale skin and black locks of hair, handsome maybe you were unsure when you looked at their eyes… well buttons for eyes. They were black but with the right lighting, they turn red.

“Who are you?” You finally asked. “Awww Chibi-chan forgot us, how could you..” the man holding you said, tightening his hold over you and starting again to rub his cheek to yours. “I am Shisui, that is Suke-chan.”

“It is Sasuke.”

“Yeah whatever, but you are also gonna be meeting your other brothers Itachi, Obito and Tobi also your uncle Madara!” Shisui explained they walked down the stairs as you looked around awed by how pretty the place was. It looked similar to your new home but bigger with extra rooms and unlike your home, this place was decked with pretty decorations, elegant wallpaper and furniture.

“She is awake!!” “Baby sis is awake!” You heard a happy scream and snapped your head to where the sound was coming from and saw two young boys who looked to be around 14 years old looking at you with excitement or so you think, as one had a mask on his face. Both ran towards you and Shisui who didn’t let them take you from his arms even when they grabbed you by the legs to drag you down.

You yelped in fear of falling and tightly grabbed Shisui’s neck scared. You heard Shisui “tut, tut,” at them and that they scared you and that they should apologize to you. The two young boys looked at each other then at you who held on to Shisui’s neck, the smile on his face and Sasuke’s glare towards him went unnoticed.

“Sorry lil sis I got too excited.” “Tobi is also sorry sister! Tobi and Obito are sorry..” The two apologize.

You looked at their eyes, again they are buttons it made you scared but at the same time, you felt a familiarity towards them that your child brain can't explain. Have you met them before? But you don’t remember…

Suddenly you were taken into the arms of another person, surprised you yelp but were unable to hold on to Shisui, you looked at the man who held you. The man looked older, maybe in his 30s? He looked at you with a soft smile on his face, eyes are button eyes but you saw a tint of red from the black.

“See Izuna, Chibi-chan likes me more!” Shisui said, his tone complaining as he tried to grab you again only for Izuna to turn and dodge him, keeping you away from him. “Do not joke around like that, our little darling likes me more than you.” You looked at the man’s face again, huh?

“Right?”

This time the two younger boys yelled “No, Lil sis like me!” Obito yelled no liking that you were being taken by someone else like this. Tobi felt the same way and also started to complain, “Sister likes Tobi more than uncle Izuna and Shisui nii-chan!”

“What are you talking about?” The sudden hash tone made you flinch and almost everyone noticed it. Izuna placed your head on his chest cooing you that it was okay and that Sasuke just didn’t know how to control his emotions.

“Awww you scared Chibi, Sasuke~” He teased, but his eyes flashed red as if warning. You saw it and felt your blood run cold. You were scared. Sasuke thought that reaction was for him and flinched, he looked down, unable to look you in the eye. “I am... sorry…”

“Sasuke can be a little sharp around the edges but he cares about you darling,” Izuna said to you. You, unable to do anything really just quietly nodded, the members of this house took that as a sign that you forgave Sasuke who brightened a bit.

You were taken to the kitchen and placed on a chair as Izuna took a seat beside you and so did the rest, the seat beside you was left empty but your eyes were on the man opposite to you who looked like he was in his late 30s with very very long spiky hair. He had a smirk on his face and was intimidating even with those button eyes.

“You are scaring her, Madara nii-san.” Izuna spoke towards the man. The man, Madara grunted and continued to stare at you.

Right after that, another new person walked in holding two plates in his hands. He looked young, maybe in his 20s and besides his button eyes his features softened when he saw you.

“What are we eating Tachi-chan?” Shisui asked curiously, watching as Itachi placed the food down. You gasp when more food and plates appear out of thin air and fill the table. In your head this was magic and your eyes sparkled at the sight.

You heard a chuckle and you looked up to see the person who placed the food down looking at you with a small smile on his face. He poked your head with two fingers before seating down right beside you.

“They are our little Imoto’s favorites,” Itachi replied, placing food in your plate, little of each but enough to fill the plate. You hesitantly thank the man and carefully start to eat, you were unsure in the beginning but to deny your favorite food is difficult.

As you ate the man continued to place food on your plate while the others all watched. If you will look at them they would look the other way as if they didn’t want to get caught staring. The ones who didn’t turn away were Izuna who always smiles when you two lock eyes, Itachi who patted your head and poke your head and the man in front of you who continued to stare at you with a smirk on his face.

At the end of lunch, you stood up and announced that you will be going back home and for the first time you saw all of them look at you with a displeased expression and even angry faces. “Here is your home,” Sasuke said, annoyed that you would want to go back there.

“Huh? But mom would be looking for me..” You said thinking about your mother who might be looking for you.

You were swept off your feet by Madara. His button eyes which used to be black were pure bright red as if angry. “You are not allowed to go back. You are within my territory and I will not allow you to go back to those people. That woman is selfish and blind while her partner is annoying and disgusting.”

Madara kept you in his arms as you pouted at the man who tightly held you on your legs. “But-”

“Do not make your father mad at you.”

You blinked at him, what? “Father?”

He huffed at you, his face somewhat annoyed but there was a glimmer in his button eyes as if amused when you called him father.

“She is my daughter, Madara nii-san, didn't you say that you will be the uncle?” Izuna cut in angrily glaring at Madara for what he said, he was supposed to be the father here not Madara!

“Well, I am the father now. But anyway you are not allowed to return.” “But-”

“Waaaahhhh, Tobi doesn’t want Sister to leave Tobi!”

“Little sis, you were supposed to play with me later! Why would you want to go back!”

“Hn, you are not going.”

“Chibi-chan you are not allowed to go back~ If you try you will be punished.”

You tilted your head, but you really want to go back home. Suddenly you were taken away and into the arms of Itach who overlooked you in concern. “I wanna go back home…” You whined.

Itachi had a sad look on his face but using his free hand he carefully closed your eyes, saying “It is nap time, we will talk about this late Imoto.”

You wanted to deny those feelings, you wanted to yell that you were not sleepy but all too soon sleep took you and you leaned on his arms. Letting darkness take you quietly.

You opened your eyes and in front of you was the old wallpaper that belonged to your new home. You looked around you were sleeping on a couch your mother was beside you standing and calling someone, most likely the moving company.

You looked around and everything was dusty and old, different from your dream. Rubbing your eyes landed on a familiar black cat, huh?

Your eyes glittered when you saw more black cats hiding from your mother but looking right at you as if waiting. You stood up and walked towards them, they started to lead you somewhere, to that old room.

You watched them walk into the small door one by one and you curiously looked in, wondering if your dream was actually real. You weren’t fast enough to dodge a hand that grabbed you on the wrist and pulled you into their world and this time you are not getting away.

“____?” Your mother called looking around for you after she finished the call. The small was slammed shut, locked, and would most likely never be opened again.

yandere! merman!chu wanning with a male!researcher!reader scenario

Warnings: Canon Divergence/Alternate Universe, Obsessive behavior, implied bullying, and OOC.

There may also be possible triggers in this story.

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Hey guys, welcome to the White Husky and His Pet Cat Shizun ficlet that I collaborated with the talented @berrypuddingpwease a while back. Definitely check out their blog if you are interested in this series, or others such as Heavenly Official's Blessing.

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It hadn’t been that long since the merfolks first made contact with the humans, and definitely not enough time for any self-respected scholar to drop everything and study them. Whether it was blessing in disguise or simply dumb luck, you, a leading researcher in xenobiology, volunteered to be the one to carry out the task.

You would live in a small cottage overlooking the sea, near a merfolk’s nest, though you weren’t sure if that is even the correct terminology to use to describe their habitat. It would probably be better to use the terms  lower world and higher world. After all, the merfolks still maintained a cautious line of behavior and were not truly ready to meet any humans, much less a researcher who would be documenting everything about them for the next six to seven months. Thank goodness for generous and curious sponsors. 

Your territory covered a choppy part of the sea, although it is technically under the water. Beneath the waves were beautiful reefs and unusual marine life forms, most of which had not been discovered yet by other biologists, until now. Although you were cautious when diving, the merfolks had warned you about the others living in the lowlands and not to remove anything from their environment unless there was consent from the leader. You began to spend less time swimming in unknown territory and more time on land to communicate with the merfolk who were willingly to participate in a mutual research experiment, all in the name of learning how to coexist with one another. 

The merfolks’ settlement was called the Summit of Life and Death. While you were not well acquainted with the other merfolk, it wasn’t your place to judge why they named certain landmarks or customs that were part of their everyday life. 

However, from the small group of merfolk who were willingly to communicate with you, there is one who kept coming back even when he did not seem like a friendly one at all. His name was Chu Wanning, and his physique resembled more of a shark than a merman with his silver tail that reflected golden right beneath the rays of the sun and his thin, sharp facial features. His eyes were the most fascinating feature of him, in your opinion; the inky irises resembled an eternal winter, or a phoenix who could not be reduced to ashes even if he were at death’s door. 

You did your best to keep your questions as brief as possible while giving him as much personal space as needed so he did not feel more uncomfortable than he already did, though you were always excited to see and talk to him with each passing day. Chu Wanning might believe those lovely webbed hands of his were too ugly for any human to see, but not you. They could not possibly be dry or unpleasant to the touch. Neither could the merman himself, this creature who appeared to have been carved from marble and given life, cold and beautiful. This strange, aloof merman who always maintained eye contact when speaking to you and exchanged information about his culture and customs, but never anything personal. You would never dare to cross that line when he has already given you so much, his words slowly filling the pages of your research journal. 

You did not know what it meant for him when he brought a small group of younger mermen with him on your next visit, but this unexpected development did allow you to interact with the most sociable, talkative, and shameless mermaid you have ever met: Mo Ran. 

Unlike his peers or his mentor, the scales of his obsidian tail shimmered beneath the sunlight as a light shade of crimson. Apparently it was very rare for someone of the merfolk to possess such a dark colored tail as Mo Ran did. Other clans speculate it is a sign of a terrible omen to befall upon those closest to them in the distant future. While he said this with a casual smile, waving it off as superstition…you could see the faintest glimmer of sadness in his eyes, and the way he looked at one of the other mermen, Shi Mei, you believed was his name. 

“If it means anything, coming from a human…I believe your tail is very beautiful.” You said, smiling softly as your deft fingers flipped to another empty page, steadying the pen in your hand. “What else can you tell me about the courting customs between the merfolk?” 

“Why do you want to know so much about us anyway?” He fired back, face flushed, no doubt from exposure to the sun. “Do you plan on courting that cold-hearted bastard? You know it’s forbidden for a merman to interact with humans, much less fall in love with them.”

Your brow disappeared into your hairline at his words. “Chu Wanning has been nothing but polite and cordial towards me in this experiment.” You answered carefully. “Furthermore, all of this information will be collected in a book to share with fellow scholars. If there is anything that he does not wish for me to share with the world, I will gladly omit it. I will not jeopardize our…tentative relationship, for a rise in status. There are more important things in life than being a renowned researcher, you know.” 

Mo Ran just stared at you with a stupefied expression. Perhaps he believed you had ulterior motives, another selfish reason why you would even bother doing all of this. Perhaps he thought you were the oddest human you had ever met. Perhaps this is the first time he had someone speak about his master without any animosity, or any animosity towards his kind. Either way, you hoped he was satisfied with your answer. And he seemed to be, or just decided to change the subject by going into excruciating detail about the courting rituals of mermaids. He was about to sing into your tape recorder and provide an example of the bawdy love poems that were performed by the males to their intended mates, when Chu Wanning suddenly appeared behind the young shark.

He seemed…quite furious. He didn’t even give the poor thing a chance before he lectured the daylights out of Mo Ran, going so far as to say that mermaids do not sing such shameless lyrics unless they are actually desperate to attain the affection of their desired mate, even when they rejected them for whatever reason.

Mo Ran glared balefully at his master for a long moment, then spared you one more glance before he disappeared beneath the white-capped waves with a flick of his glistening tail. 

To your shock, the great Chu Wanning lowered his head and apologized for his disciple’s behavior, promising to punish Mo Ran for acting so unsightly. 

“It’s quite alright, really.” You reassured him quickly. “He wasn’t being disrespectful, he was….very honest. And he kept me company. Though, if I may be so bold to say this, I do enjoy your company quite a bit more than Mo Ran’s.” 

You said, smiling at him, glancing down at your journal briefly to flip to a crisp, new page. “So, where did we leave off from our last conversation? I believe it was something to do with the mythology behind the summit’s origins?”

“…Mn.” 

You took the singular syllable as confirmation, your grin stretching from ear to ear in utter delight and anticipation. What you did not realize back then, your head being so wrapped up in possible theories and many other ideas, is that your companion was physically and mentally relieved to know that you were not besotted with Mo Ran in any manner beyond a scholarly fascination.

It eased his mind tremendously, because he has already begun to secretly make the necessary arrangements to commence a courting ritual of his own. Obviously, you were the one he wished to serenade. The desire to claim you and present all of the treasures in the world at your feet…it’s suffocating, but in such a lovely way that it sent pleasant tremors up his spine at the thought of being your mate, husband, whatever you prefer to refer to a lifelong companion by human terms. 

After all, that’s why you had continued to actively seek him out ever since you have arrived, is it not? Because you see him as not someone who is coveted for his strength and position as the master of Sisheng Peak, but someone who yearns for love, and you believe he is worthy of love and being loved in return even when he is an imperfect, disgusting creature.

Right? 

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YANDERE PLATONIC TENGEN AND HIS WIVES TW: Yandere, Possessive Behaviour, Injuries, Mild Gore(?), Violence

You probably drew Tengen’s attention first and foremost. How? You’re not entirely sure, all you know is that you were going about your day when the massive, flamboyant Sound Hashira crashed into your life.

You were awestruck, I mean how couldn’t you be? You’ve just barely reached the rank of Kanato, and before you stands a Hashira, one of the strongest members the corps!

Tengen doesn’t understand his feelings right away, denying his new-found obsession for you. He only insists on you going with you on every mission, spending every single minute possible with you because of how flamboyant you are.

But his jealousy flares every time you gush about Rengoku’s strength, or Shinobu’s intelligence.

He’s the one who recognized your flamboyant potential. He’s the one who improved your swordsmanship skills. He’s the one who raised you to the rank of Hinoe with just two months of training.

Still unable to recognize his growing obsession with you, he finds the solution to all his problems, you can just become his Tsukago! His and his alone. And of course, you’re elated. Not just because of the promotion, but rather because Tengen thinks you’re worthy enough to become his successor.

And obviously, as his only successor, you should meet his wives. Suma, Makio, and Hinatsuru all adore you. You’re just the sweetest thing, aren’t you? All flustered with the attention they’re giving you. So humble too! Adamantly denying your skills. You got to where you are because of Tengen, only because of his training were you ae to accomplish all that you have.

Tengen’s heart swells with pride watching you with his family, you and his family. It is perfect and flamboyant, because you are with him and you are safe until suddenly you aren’t. Until suddenly you’re on your first mission together as his Tsukago, and it’s harder than anything you’ve ever faced.

It’s perfect until one of the many demons that swarm you endlessly manages to land a hit. And suddenly, you’re in his arms bleeding. There’s so much blood, your blood. He gently cradles your body in his arms, trembling with anger at your pitiful form. In a blind fit of rage, Tengen slaughtered the remaining demons.

He angrily demanded the Kakushi to give you the best treatment possible, as your breathing became slower and steadier.

Tengen has Shinobu treat you, and he remains by your side along with his wives until you finally regain consciousness. Immediately, everyone sprang to action, Suma began sobbing tears of joy, Makio shouts alternate between demanding for a doctor and questioning your condition frantically, Hinatsuru attempts to soothe you, reaching to place a placating hand on your shoulder.

All of this overwhelms you, which is noticed by Tengen, who orders his wives out of the hospital room. Tengen manages to calm you down and explains your condition. You’ve been injured, badly. He says Shinobu orders at least two months bed rest. You try to sit up to protest, but the pain sears through you at the sudden moment. Begrudgingly, you agree.

Tengen remains by your side, caring for you, and when he can’t, his wives are more than happy to step up. Soon, the realization dawns on Tengen that he likes you being like this. A little baby who relies on him and his wives, on their papa and mamas. The delusional gears begin to turn, and his protective instincts are driven to a high.

After two months pass, you’re still being babied by Tengen and his wives, despite you feeling fine. And it’s not that you’re ungrateful for their care, but you want to go out on missions again, you want to do your job. But Hinatsuru shuts down all talk of being better by masterfully changing the topic of your conversation. Makio always scolds you, albeit gently, because don’t you recall the severe pain you felt? And Suma is by far the worst, she begins bawling at the thought of you being potentially in danger. So really, you have no other choice but to ask Tengen.

“No.”

“No?” You repeat dumbly, baffled by the audacity he held.

“Yes, no. I forbid you from going on missions.” Tengen declares, leaving you speechless.

He forbids you?! Who does he think he is? Sure, you’re grateful for all his and his wives help, but that doesn’t mean he can just forbid you from going on missions. You’re a member of the corps, just like he is. And while you may not be a Hashira, you are certainly skilled. Besides, what’s the point in all his training just to not go on missions anymore?

“You are my flamboyant Tsukago,” Tengen says, “and as your flamboyant master, you must respect me and my decisions.”

You felt mild anger surge through you at the implication of you not respecting him. All you have felt since you meet the swordsman was respect and admiration. You honed your skills so you could fight alongside him and be a worthy successor.

“I do respect you!” You protest. “But you trained me so I could be your successor, the next Sound Hashira!”

Tengen gives an irritated sigh. Your stubbornness was flamboyant, but rather troubling.

Huffing, you turn to leave, “This is my job, so I’m going to get my next mission, no matter what you say!”

Tengen lets out a soft sigh once more, before swiftly landing a hit to back of your neck. He silently catches you and holds you in his arms. If only you could be a little less difficult. Don’t get him wrong, he loves your flamboyant spirit, but he just can’t let you get hurt again. And you were correct, being a demon slayer was your job, but not anymore. You won’t need a job. You’re a baby, his baby. So he and his wives will take care of you. As he glances down at you, slumped in his arms, a serene look on your face. Yes, he assured himself, this is what you needed.

Yandere Toga VS Yandere Villain Deku for Hero Reader

tw: yandere themes, villain!deku au, violence, reader is basically batman, mentions of bullying, quirkless discrimination, reader poisons their blood,

Villain!Deku is a shell of his former self, taking on the form of a cold, calculating ruthless man instead of the kind and timid boy he once was. Years of torment from his peers made him snap, rightfully so, he insists. He has an intense hatred for the number one hero, “Ground Zero,” his childhood friend turned bully. Even though he is quirkless, Villain!Deku is incredibly dangerous, with an abnormally high intellect, high proficiency and potency in martial arts, and a wide variety of weapons to utilize. His very name strikes fear into the hearts of others, civilians and Pro-Heroes alike.

His equal in terms of cruelty would be Toga. The psychotic young girl who adores blood. They are often paired together for missions due to Villain!Deku’s intelligence and Toga’s quirk. Villain!Deku is also one of the only people who can ‘control’ Toga, although that would be a loose term. The two have a good relationship, by villain standards anyways. For they’re twin terrors whom enjoy tormenting both Civilians and Pro-Heroes alike. However, neither of them were prepared for the day in which you would enter their lives. Ground Zero thwarted their plan that day, much to Villain!Deku’s irritation. Still, they had a chance at beating him, it was two highly skilled villains against one pro-hero, the odds were in their favour. As Villain!Deku and Ground Zero went toe-to-toe, each aided by their gear and quirk specifically, Toga went in from behind. Unexpectedly, she was blown away when a small grenade shaped in the form of a jagged black bird.

This caught Villain!Deku’s attention, allowing Ground Zero to land a blow. Toga quickly regained her sense, scanning the area for where it came from. Then you swooped down, clad in a primarily black suit, save for a bat symbol done with your favourite colour, with a cape attached and a mask with two bat years covering almost your entire face. Toga was intrigued, launching into an attack while introducing herself. You said nothing, blocking and then counterattacking. Although she put up a good fight, she was outmatched. Villain!Deku and Ground Zero seemed to be on even grounds, but neither him nor Toga were going to allow for a chance of being captured. Instead, they aimed an attack at a group of civilians who failed to flee, distracting you both and giving them the chance to escape.

When they returned, they were admonished for their failure. But neither of them paid any mind to it, being to distracted by your presence. Who were you? Where had you come from? How were you so skilled? Was your quirk enabling you to do so? Questions fluttered through Villain!Deku’s mind, while Toga mainly thought of getting to taste your blood. Despite conducting extensive research on you and your identity, all that came up was that you were an unknown masked sidekick of Ground Zero’s. Irritation filled Villain!Deku, he wanted to know something, anything about you that would’ve given him an edge over you, let him create a million different contingency plans so that he could ruin you, another precious little hero who only benefits off the suffering of others. His want grows into need as he furthers his research on you, fighting you one on one, obsessively reading every article, listening to every morsel of gossip, every rumour that spreads, yet nothing save for theories. No solid knowledge at all, he knows nothing about you, and that drives him insane.

Her colleague’s frustration increases Toga’s initial interest. How funny, she thinks, it would be if she found your identity first. Villain!Deku constantly fought with Ground Zero, leaving you for Toga. She often tried to goad you into revealing pieces of information to her. Of course she didn’t succeed but she got you to grunt and sigh, which is more than you did for Villain!Deku, who you tended to ignore. Despite your immense skill, nobody is flawless. You were bound to make a mistake once, ans it just happened to be with Toga. You left an opening, allowing her to nick you for a tiny droplet of blood. Eagerly, Toga consumed it. Ans she swears that she ascended to heaven right then and there. Your blood was the most delicious thing she had tasted, more addicting and sweeter than the sweetest drop of nectar. However, just a moment after she tasted it, Toga felt a sharp sear of pain and fell to the ground. As she spasmed, you stood tall, glancing down at her with your mask.

“Poison,” you informed her gruffly.

Although she was in intense pain, Toga felt a stab of delight. She’d gotten you to talk! Oh, you sounded just as rough and as gravely as she thought you would! Before you could apprehend her, Toga was swept away by Villain!Deku as they escaped once more. Villain!Deku was both livid and amazed that Toga had gotten you to talk. He listened to her account impatiently, showering her with questions, urging for more information once she’d healed. He was disappointed that he had not heard you himself, but oh well. After all, he knew something about you. No longer did you remain an innocuous phantom haunting him, instead you were human, a mortal being that spoke in a deep and rough tone. Yet no further information would come from you, at least not to him. You preferred to indulge Toga, grunting, sighing, and rarely offering one-worded answers in response to her pestering. Toga adored this, viewing you and her as equals, bonded by an unbreakable bond that was only made for you two, the moment she sampled your sweet blood. You were her arch-rival. Villain!Deku had Ground Zero, that insufferable prick, but she had you in all your glory.

Villain!Deku, on the other hand, despised this. He was far more intriguing than Toga, the immature school girl who raved about blood. He was an intellect, like you, he knew that Bakugo would never formulate plans as complex as the recent ones you both acted out. No, that was you. You were the one who outsmarted him, who fought like him, who knew to poison your blood while you fought Toga, who deserved him. He yearned for you, for your acknowledgment. Yet he was cast aside for Toga, the miscreant. Oh but he would not let that stop him, not when you happened to work for a blond oaf who could reveal everything Villain!Deku wanted to know. Even though he’s grown, Bakugo Katsuki maintained that same childish rage. It was easy to rile him up, get him to unknowingly reveal what Villain!Deku wanted to know. All it took was a little bit of goading. And how amusing it was to see the mighty Ground Zero quiver with rage. And what a delightful surprise it was when he finally shouted, “They’re quirkless Deku!”

Oh, what a wonderful surprise. You were a quirkless hero, something he once dared to dream about, only you did it. He laughed maniacally as you ran over to your trusted Ground Zero, who was stunned at himself. You were quirkless, like him! What a brilliant, brilliant little thing you were. If Villain!Deku didn’t want you before, he certainly did now. As he gazed around him, he knew the battle was lost, yet he won. He had won much more than he originally set out too, he’d won it all. Both Villain!Deku’s and Toga’s obsession sprang into full peak in the following days. After your boss’ reveal you distanced yourself from him, giving your admirers more time to spend with you. Toga flirted, teased, pricked and prodded at you in a bid to gain your attention. Villain!Deku, on the other hand, laid out various traps and tricks in attempt to impress you via his intelligence. Yet despite their best attempts, neither could get the attention they vied for.

Unable to capture your attention, they aimed to capture you literally. Villain!Deku compiled all of his knowledge of you, formulating a plan to finally foil you once and for all. Unfortunately for him, Toga caught wind of the plan. If anyone was going to capture you, it would be her. When the time came to enact his plan, Villain!Deku had almost succeeded, almost had you in his grasp. That was until Toga came in, giving you the chance to escape which you took gladly. Fuming, Villain!Deku flew at her in a rage, breaking out of his cold persona. How dare she do this, how dare she stop him from fully having you! They fought viciously until other pro-heroes came. Then, both disappeared, leaving behind ruins and a blossoming, bloody rivalry. Their rivalry is extremely intense. Each one sabotaging the other’s plan, resulting in more altercations, which seem to get progressively bloodier each time. You caught on to this rivalry and began manipulating it to your advantage, milking information out of one or the other. Even without the sabotage, they wouldn’t have caught you as you grew more elusive, more smart, which drove both even more insane. Perhaps they could’ve caught you had they worked together from the start, but alas, you have already made multiple different contingency plans in case of that happening. Although it never would, since neither are willing to share.

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