Synopsis: What better luck than to have a Physic watching out for you? Even better luck that Kusuo has that you don't know he's been watching. No interaction yet but he'll make it happen when the time is right. (Clueless x Yandere troupe)
Kusuo never seemed interested in anything or anyone. That was the way he liked it, he didn't see it as necessary as other people did. So why you?
Maybe it was the way you never gave him any trouble, or the times you would indirectly help him out in a chain of events, or—it didn't matter.
What mattered was the fact you've never even dared to set your eyes on him. Coincidentally nor on purpose. Saiki didn't like attention on him, but he wouldn't mind yours on him. It was you.
It wasn't quite the right time though, he would rather it happen somewhat organically rather than being completely set up. For now, Kusuo's helping you from a distance in other words...protecting you.
Saiki watched from his seat, the breeze occasionally running through his hair. The classroom windows were opened for the students to enjoy the weather. He heard you liked it, from your thoughts of course. He hadn't quite gotten the chance to actually talk to you yet.
There you were, staring out into the sky. Your mind didn't seem as active, it was quiet today. No, you weren't an airhead but just zoned out at the moment. Kusuo liked it. A well earned break compared to everyone else's running thoughts.
The soles of your shoes collided with the floor when you bounced your leg. It wasn't audible, neither was the bubblegum you were chewing.
Once you finally looked back at the board, you made eye contact with your teacher. She smiled before asking you for the answer to the problem she wrote. You squinted trying to mentally solve it, new curriculum. What a great time not to pay attention..
An equation popped into your head, in a voice that you weren't all too familiar with. It surely wasn't your voice nonetheless you repeated the answer. A small nod of approval followed as she wrote it down into the empty space. You smiled slightly, that's the first time that had happened.
The voice didn't sound bad..not at all. You couldn't put your finger on who it sounded like but you thanked it regardless. Saiki was the only one who heard it, a tiny upwards tug at his lips.
That was the first you heard of him, or noticed anything about him. This wasn't the exactly the first thing he had done for you and it wouldn't be the last. Just the first he had actually spoken to you-telepathically.
He wanted to be unseen, but he wanted you to see him the most. The irony that everyone else except you notices him.
Kusuo even lingered behind you while you walked home. Today no different than the past few weeks. You had headphones in, typical.
What were you listening to?
Scratch that. He knew, he found your playlist online. It took some searching in your mind to figure out, but he did it. Music was something he didn't listen to often. But...If you liked it, how bad could it be?
Your fingers traced over the fabric of your school bag. You didn't look back much, or look around at all. That was dangerous in Saikis mind. Thankfully, he was here just incase of anything.
Especially when a guy was coming to approach you. The boy was standing there when you walked past and he decided he was set on getting your number. Saiki tensed the second he heard the thought.
Did he actually think that he would get it?
Saiki was faster, the path was empty besides the three of you. He would have rather it just be the two of you. Not a problem, he could fix that. That's what he was here for.
Chop.
The guy almost fell on you but he teleported himself and the guy to the nearest alley. You turned around to feel a gust of air...nothing. Only the houses and road were behind you. For the first time that day you looked around then continued on your way.
Weird.
Kusuo knocked the guy out with a chop to the back of the neck. He left him there, he would be fine in a few hours. Then he checked up on you with clairvoyance. If he appeared far behind you, would you notice? Saiki didn't want to freak you out in any way, so he timed it.
He was back where he was just a few moments ago, some distance behind you. As usual, you didn't notice him there. You did feel like someone was watching, staring at you. That feeling went away after you thought about it! That was a relief.
You were just about home, fiddling with your keys letting them clank together. The last couple steps up to your gate you sped up to open the door. You seemed quite eager to get in, Saiki picked up on the fact that you were always like that.
He kept walking, his house further down the street than yours. You turned back to close the door behind you,
'Pink hair...never seen that.' You slipped your shoes off, eyes wandering to your kitchen. 'I should go to that new cafe tomorrow..'
Saikis head perked, turning to look back at your house. You couldn't see him anymore, not like it mattered anyways. Looking your direction was enough for him. You noticed him.
Most importantly, he loved the coffee jelly from that cafe. He went a day after opening when he saw his favorite words written on the chalk board outside. Saiki didn't mind going tomorrow at all.
Dessert and you? Count him in.
Enough time had passed of just treating you like eye candy, you were more than that. Kusuo was ready to try and talk to you.
He's patient, oh so very patient. But if he didn't take that chance tomorrow, he'd be damned.
Stepbrother!Barou Who is the world's best big brother imaginable. He's the man, the older one, the protector of his little sister—biological or not—and he sure as hell takes this new role seriously, like everything else he does. He has to take care of you and simultaneously guide you to a bright future, be a good example and most importantly put some ground rules into your head.
Stepbrother!Barou Who always complains about your lack of tidiness. He grumbles about cleaning up after yourself while putting away your skincare products from the bathroom sink and chides you for not keeping organized whenever he comes into your room to pick up your laundry. He ends up dusting off your shelves himself before he strolls in with the vacuum cleaner.
Stepbrother!Barou Who is always there when you need someone or something. A shoulder to cry on? He's letting you cling to him and wet his shirt with your tears. Someone to take you to the mall? He's driving you personally and carries all the bags until you're done without complaining. No pocket money left for the strawberry matcha that calls your name? He's paying like it's second nature and even buys you the little cupcake he knows you've been secretly drooling over as well.
Stepbrother!Barou Who makes sure everyone who looks at you is met with his icy stare—eyes narrowed in suspicion, brows furrowed in annoyance and he's growling like a damn dog. If it's a boy and he dares to show too much interest in you, even if it's just for a school project, so help him God. The poor guy is damn sure to get slammed into the lockers after school and meet a panting Barou, jaw set so hard his teeth nearly crack and fists clenched in barely restraint fury while he spits deadly threats that he does indeed plan to act upon.
Stepbrother!Barou Who's cooking up a healthy dinner of protein and veggies as he watches you from the kitchen and how casually you lounge in the armchair while watching TV. Those little chuckles of yours make his features soften every time and he's not completely unaware of how little fabric you started wearing around the house ever since the summer heat came around.
Stepbrother!Barou Who folds your laundry, because it would be a tragedy if you'd have to lift a single one of your perfectly manicured fingers (sponsored by him) and also because he's seen how lazily you throw the clothes into your wardrobe... that's a no-no for him. He can't stop himself from peeking a little longer at your underwear in his hands, feeling the delicate fabric between his callouses and imagining you in every single piece of clothing that he's currently folding so neatly—the cute and innocent ones just as much as the naughtier stuff.
Stepbrother!Barou Who lets you model for him during your recent shopping trips and pretends it's just to give his, in your opinion, completely unreasonable opinion. Lately he even started to do outfit checks before you leave the house to go basically anywhere. He twirls you around with his big hands on your waist or hips, checks underneath your skirt and tells you to change if he doesn't like how short and easy access some pieces are.
Stepbrother!Barou Whose own wardrobe is now half full of your clothes, especially your lingerie—it's every piece he confiscated because he deemed it inappropriate and nobody will ever get to see his sweet little stepsister in something so slutty. The red lace lingerie is just as much for him as the short summer dresses and cheeky jeans shorts, and nobody—NOBODY—is ever going to see you in those again as long as he's around.
Stepbrother!Barou Who overheard you complain about the lack of care and attention ever since he took control of your life. He almost faints. Like what do you mean lack of care and attention?! He's doing everything for you already and you know exactly that you could ask for more and he'd still comply immediately... When it finally dawns on him what special needs you're talking about, he already decided that you will not give yourself over to some useless scum that couldn't satisfy you even if he'd be able to last more than two minutes before cumming like a middle schooler.
Stepbrother!Barou Who makes sure everything is set perfectly. Your diet and exercise is meticulously planned out the days before so your body could take what he plans on doing to you and he makes sure you drink lots of water throughout the day to help you stay hydrated. He prepares a bath for you and while he listens to you humming some songs from the bathroom, he sets the mood with scented candles and a bouquet of flowers. You always love his surprises, right? So you're sure to love this one too!
Stepbrother!Barou Who is spoiling you rotten in more ways than one when he ends up feeding you his mushroom tip. He's been unintentionally teasing you for the longest time, taking foreplay way too seriously before finally gave in to your pleading. Just the tip though. That has to be enough. He refuses to go all the way. Not because you are his stepsister, but because you're just a little baby in his eyes and you should wait a few more years (maybe until you're 50...) before letting some brute deflower your innocence.
Stepbrother!Barou Who sits back on his heels between your legs, shaky hands gripping the back of your knees to keep you spread and still. He's breathing heavily at the tight grip of your cunt around his tip and watches the way you stretch around it obscenely. You squirm and try to wriggle further down his cock, tears are running down your rosy cheeks as you whine for more... Not even a stickler like him has enough willpower to not just plow into you and give you everything you want—just like he always does.
@missyonmission
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I decided to watch zombie stage, I loved it. I never cared much for alien stage but zombie stage was amazing, I might make my layout zombie mizi & maybe a fic about Yandere sua x mizi x reader
Everyone from snezhnaya is stunning, I might make fics or Yandere headcanons based on the trailer so it may be ooc when the time comes for everyone’s release but I think it would be fun
