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𓇢𓆸 I'm quite slow at writing, please be patient. I do not accept requests. You are safe here, you are appreciated (⁠*⁠´⁠ω⁠｀⁠*⁠) 19 | she/her.

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Control.

cw: brainwashing, slight yandere, manipulation, obsession, abuse of power, non-con, dark themes, moral ambiguity.

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Darkness doesn't arrive suddenly; it seeps in, little by little, between the folds of a mind that once knew what light was. Shinso Hitoshi knew this. He knew that what he had done was beyond redemption, that he didn't even deserve his own forgiveness.

He had learned to smile. Not like the others, not with joy. But as a reflex, like a gesture learned over time to feign normality. Shinso Hitoshi knew how to behave, he knew how to look without seeming to look, he knew how to coexist without being noticed. And, above all, He knew when to keep quiet. He always had. At U.A., earned respect didn't entirely erase the echoes of old laughter. He had learned from a young age that not all quirks were welcome. His quirk, feared and misunderstood, put him in a different category than the rest. They regarded him with suspicion, distrusted his presence, and although he said he didn't care, a part of him did. It hurt him. It ached. The echo of those words continued to throb like a wound that never fully healed. “His quirk is dangerous.” “How do we know if he doesn’t control us when he wants to?” “He could be a villain with that power…” They said it quietly. Sometimes, they meant it more strongly than they said it. He knew it. He felt it.

But then you appeared. Powerful, charming, distant, disciplined. But not with him. With him, you were different from the start. You weren’t close at the sports festival. You hadn’t even met. But when he lost to Midoriya, when he found himself standing there, shoulders tense, pride shattered, it was you who approached him. There was no pity in your words, no false compassion. “Your quirk can be heroic if you are.” That day, you ignited something in him, something he couldn’t name. It wasn’t love, not at first. It was a spark. A need to be seen. To be recognized as something more than a dangerous tool. It was something subtler, deeper. A slow longing, cultivated with every gesture you made. Your calm voice. Your quiet strength. Your ability to see him as an equal. From then on, Shinso would watch you, not out of obsession back then, but out of admiration. They would cross paths in training, in the hallways, and even occasionally shared long silences sitting on the terrace, without needing to speak. You included him. You didn't need to tell him you were friends; he simply felt it. As the years passed, life at U.A. became more complex. Shinso managed to get into the hero class and gained everyone's respect... but the emptiness in his chest was never fully filled. You were still there, beautiful, distant, calm... with your measured way of speaking, your undeniable power, your unwavering presence. You were like a star to him: unattainable.

Then came Monoma. He didn't know when it started. You were always discreet to the bone, but Hitoshi was no fool. Not with you. He knew it long before they confirmed it with glances, absences, and details. They touched each other differently. They searched for each other in silence. Their fingers sometimes brushed against each other when they thought they were alone. He knew it from the way you changed. You became softer, more cheerful in Monoma's presence. The darkness Shinso had kept at bay began to grow. It wasn't anger at Monoma, not even resentment toward you. It was a storm in his chest, a need that bordered on desperation. He knew it. He knew he had no right to feel the way he felt. That he couldn't blame you. But the more he tried to shut down what he felt, the more that sick thought grew, that gnawing need: "Why wasn't it me?"

It was his last year at U.A. The sky was overcast. Gray, as if someone had covered the world with a wet blanket. The city was silent in the distance. The atmosphere was quieter than usual. You walked alone after leaving the practice room. Shinso saw you from afar, your calm steps, your hair stirred by a light breeze. He approached. He wasn't planning on doing it... or maybe he was. Maybe he'd been thinking about it for days. Maybe his mind had been breaking down in silence for too long.

—Hey —he greeted, with perfectly studied calm. As if he didn't just greet you like any other day. As if it were any other day.

—Hitoshi —you replied, nodding your head. You didn't see it coming. You trusted him. You considered him a close friend. Someone you could trust. And yet, it was everything he needed. You had no chance to sense it. No one did. No one would have imagined it. Not his friends. Not Aizawa. Not you.

—Follow me.

You were led effortlessly, in silence, to the secluded bathroom in one of the older blocks on campus. The one that almost no one used at that time of day. Where no one would see. Where no one would hear. You obeyed, without emotion, without judgment. Only the echo of an order in your mind, stuck like an invisible hook. Shinso closed the door behind him. You were still, without will, without awareness. Your gaze was empty.

—Kiss me.

You moved. You didn't hesitate. You didn't question. You clung to him, obedient. Your lips met his without desire, without passion, without meaning. But Shinso... Shinso felt every second like divine punishment. He kissed you as if it could fill the emptiness in his chest. As if he could erase Monoma's name from your lips. As if he could become that "someone" you had once chosen.

Shinso knew it was wrong; he knew it from the moment his quirk was used out of desire and not need. He simply didn't feel like himself. Not when your lips tasted like this. Not when their tongues intertwined like this. He took hold of the back of your neck, pulling you closer. He buried his face in your neck, kissed it. He breathed in your perfume, running his nose over your skin like a soft caress. He observed the small details on your neck, those intimate details that only a few would have the privilege of seeing. He touched and caressed your hips with a mixture of need and guilt. Shinso's hands trembled, not from fear, but from hunger. Hunger for something that would never belong to him. His heart pounded. But his mind… his mind screamed. He drew you even closer, if that were even possible. He kept touching you. With anxiety. With anger. With love. With admiration. With guilt. At one point, his head rested on your shoulder, and the silence fell; yet, Shinso didn't cry. He didn't reflect for a moment on what he'd done. He just stayed that way. He didn't quite destroy you, but he did steal something he shouldn't have.

And when he had had enough, when he felt on the verge of breaking, he let go of you with a mixture of bitter satisfaction and self-loathing. He looked up to meet your dull, cold, expressionless eyes. As if they could see right through him without you even seeing it in his actions. Ordering you to return to the starting point, you left the bathroom, and as he deactivated his quirk to free you, he looked at you silently, leaving only the echo of an empty conversation in your memory. You only blinked once. Your brow furrowed slightly, as if something didn't add up, and you continued to stare at him, with the same, detached look as always. You gave him a slight nod before walking away with firm steps, moving further and further away until your silhouette disappeared.

Shinso watched you walk away, feeling cold and hollow. A monster. He was the only one who had stayed there with the memory, with the crime. He didn't punish himself with words, he only felt. He felt his soul bend under the weight of his own betrayal. Because you trusted him. Because you were his friend. Because you were the only clean thing he thought he had, and he had soiled it. No one knew. Not even he wanted to fully acknowledge what he had done. Was there redemption? Could he make up for it by being a hero? Could he silence the echo in his head that reminded him that, in the end, he was exactly what everyone feared? A villain with the face of a hero. Perhaps his heroic actions made up for what he did, he told himself. Perhaps if he saved enough lives, if he became exemplary, he could redeem himself. Could a single sin bury all the good he had done? Could he bury such a dark truth under the guise of virtue?

He never spoke of it again. Not even to himself. But at night, when the world slept, his mind replayed the scene over and over again. Your name. Your eyes. Your body against his. And then silence. Because perhaps, that afternoon, in that gray cloud suspended between heaven and earth, he ceased to be the Hitoshi you thought you knew and became someone even he couldn't forgive. But he kept walking. Because only he knew what had happened, and he would never be able to confess it to anyone. What you didn't remember couldn't hurt you. But it did for him, and it slowly destroyed him. And sometimes, the guilt was so overwhelming that he wished someone would find out. To punish him. To tell him he didn't deserve to be a hero. Because Shinso didn't know if he was one anymore.

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What would you think if Chloe and Audrey heard rumours about the way they were going to be portrayed in Astruc’s new movie, so they went back to Paris in an unsuccessful attempt to stop the movie from being completed? Then an evilized villain (maybe a wishmaker-like villain or maybe even a villain that's unrelated to the butterfly miraculous) caused Chloe and Zoe to switch bodies somehow, and nobody fully understands what's going on, so Zoe (in Chloe's body) is taken by Audrey back to London, despite Zoe desperately trying to explain things.

But Chloe enters a fugue state (heavily due to trauma caused by the neglect of her parents) and genuinely thinks she's Zoe, and is even able to recall many of the things Zoe did due to being in Zoe's body. The class thinks “Zoe's” change in behavior is due to the psychological effects of method acting, since “Zoe” is playing Chloe in Astruc's new movie, but they gradually convince “Zoe” to let them help her relearn how to be “herself” again.

Zoe is not able to gain access to Chloe's memories while in Chloe's body, because unlike Chloe, Zoe knows she's in the wrong body. In London, Zoe is trying to get back to Paris, but when she gets there, “Zoe” thinks she’s there to try to hurt Marinette. Eventually, after listening to “Chloe”, Marinette starts to suspect that “Chloe” might be telling the truth, so she decides that she must test “Chloe” and “Zoe”. She fakes being in danger to see how they react. “Zoe” reacts slightly faster than “Chloe”, so Marinette comes to the conclusion that “Chloe” is lying and that “Chloe” has an evil and manipulative plan. Marinette thinks that “Chloe” must have picked up a few tricks from Lila, because she thinks no version of Chloe could possibly react faster than Zoe when it comes to protecting her. So Audrey takes “Zoe” back to London again to “correct” her after “Zoe” fails to convince anyone of the truth.

10 years later, “Zoe” gets seriously injured after fighting a villain when Ladybug isn’t around, which causes “Zoe” to not have long to live. Then Ladybug accidentally stumbles upon the truth about “Zoe” while trying to help “Zoe” using magical powers. Ladybug decides that the moral thing to do is to switch Chloe and Zoe back to their original bodies. Once Zoe gets her body back, she blames Chloe for her impending death and for leaving her with 10 years of loneliness, while Chloe got off scot-free.

At first, when Chloe gets her body back, she still thinks she's Zoe, but she eventually figures out the truth by reading the journals "Chloe" kept over the 10 years of time. When Lila gets defeated, Zoe steals the Butterfly Miraculous to get her hands on Ladybug and Catnoir’s miraculouses, hoping to “make things right”. Zoe gets defeated by the heroes (including Chloe, who has gotten her memories back) and Ladybug manages to cure Zoe’s injuries by injecting her with the cure.

At first Zoe seems like she's about to surrender due to being grateful for Ladybug's help, but it turns out to be a ruse. Zoe thinks she's gone too far and that it's too late to turn back. Zoe snatches the ladybug miraculous and gets away from Marinette. Zoe hesitates to make the wish when she realizes that she'd need to sacrifice the lives of friends like Marinette and Alya to make the wish a reality, and that they wouldn't return in the new world she wants to make. Just as Zoe is about to make the wish, Chloe arrives and attempts to reason with her. Chloe manages to talk Zoe out of making the wish and even gets the cat miraculous and the ladybug miraculous back. The other heroes arrive to find that Zoe has gotten away with the butterfly miraculous. Chloe is fully accepted into the hero group after this.

Hi anon! I like how you explore the psychology of the characters in this, though I didn't exactly understand if you wanted my opinion or it's a writing suggestion idea. Assuming it's the former, I'll leave my opinion here (you can always write me back if I'm wrong or you want to know more). The drama you bring up is great, also the part where Chloe convinces herself that she is Zoe because of her trauma is interesting. Zoe's transformation into a final antagonist is an unexpected twist, considering how she is usually portrayed. It's a very creative idea and has a lot of potential ^⁠_⁠^

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𝕽𝖚𝖑𝖊𝖘:

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I will only write for the fandoms that are here. If there is a character I didn't add in the character list, I may not write for this one.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I write only for the female reader or neutral reader.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I don't write character x oc or character x character.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I accept suggestions, maybe I could end up writing them if I like them but I don't guarantee anything.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: I write anything except: self-harm, au's, polyamorous relationships (If necessary for the story I can give a brief description of the matter of these first three things, but I will not go into too much detail), zoofilia, anything involving urine, feces, foot fetish, drugs.

—ᯓᡣ𐭩: If at some point requests should open, do not send an request that is too detailed or too long. Simply ask in a summary what you want me to write, the fandom the character belongs to, and whether you want it to be headcanons, drabble, etc. Be clear in your requests, please.

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𝕴𝖓𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖔𝖓:

🏹 English is not my first language, I usually use Google Translate so I'm sorry for any grammar or other errors.

🏹 I don't have an exact day and time to update, I really do it when I have imagination and time. I can upload three stories at a time and then disappear for six months lol.

🏹 Feel free to ask if you have any questions, I will answer them as soon as I can.

🏹 None of the images I use are my own, they are all from Pinterest. All rights go to their respective authors.

🏹 I do not use the reader's name nor do I mention it.

🏹 I don't support cheating, yandere, or anything that follows that line in real life. I can write it, but beyond that, I don't agree with it happening in reality.

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𝖋𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖔𝖒𝖘 𝕴 𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖑 𝖜𝖗𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝖋𝖔𝖗:

✞ Black Butler:

Ciel Phantomhive (only platonically)

Vincent Phantomhive

Sebastian Michaelis

Edward Midford

Gregory Violet

Edgar Redmond

Alois Trancy (only platonically)

Soma Asman Kadar

Drocell Keinz

Charles Grey

Blavat Sky

Undertaker

Finnian (only platonically)

Snake

Joker

Agni

Lau

❦ Record Of Ragnarok:

Adam

Loki

Hades

Apollo

Hermes

Shiva

Ares

Zerofuku (only platonically)

Poseidon

Beelzebub

Nikola Tesla

Thrud

Goll (only platonically)

Eve

✰ My Hero Academia:

Monoma Neito

Shinso Hitoshi

Yuga Aoyama

Izuku Midoriya

Shoto Todoroki

Cathleen Bate

Melissa Shield

Itsuka Kendo

☾ Twilight:

Demetri Volturi

Felix Volturi

Aro Volturi

Jane Volturi (only platonically)

Alec Volturi (only platonically)

Carlisle Cullen

Seth Clearwater

Embry Call

Paul Lahote

Jared Cameron

☔︎︎ Miraculous Ladybug:

Nathaniel Kurtzberg

Luka Couffaine

Felix Fathom

Adrien Agreste

Alix Kubdel

Zoe Lee

Chloe Bourgeois

Nathalie Sancoeur

❅ Rise Of The Guardians:

Pitch Black

Jack Frost

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𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖘:

── .⭑.ᐟ Black Butler

── .⭑.ᐟ Record Of Ragnarok

── .⭑.ᐟ My Hero Academia

── .⭑.ᐟ Twilight

── .⭑.ᐟ Miraculous Ladybug

── .⭑.ᐟ Rise Of The Guardians

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𝕽𝖎𝖘𝖊 𝕺𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕲𝖚𝖆𝖗𝖉𝖎𝖆𝖓𝖘 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Pitch Black

──୨ৎ── "Lessons" [one shot, smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jack Frost

──୨ৎ── Yandere Jack Frost Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[ciciyup]

𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖆𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖔𝖚𝖘 𝕷𝖆𝖉𝖞𝖇𝖚𝖌 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Nathaniel Kurtzberg

──୨ৎ── "Revenge" [Nathaniel Kurtzberg X Fem! Reader X Luka Couffaine, one shot]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Luka Couffaine

──୨ৎ── "Revenge" [Nathaniel Kurtzberg X Fem! Reader X Luka Couffaine, one shot]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Felix Fathom

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Felix In Love X Fem! Reader

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[ciciyup]

𝕿𝖜𝖎𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Demetri Volturi

──୨ৎ── Headcanons s/o Sunshine And Great Beauty

──୨ৎ── Headcanons s/o Who Prefers To Drink Animal Blood

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Felix Volturi

──୨ৎ── Headcanons s/o Sunshine And Great Beauty

──୨ৎ── Headcanons s/o Who Prefers To Drink Animal Blood

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jane Volturi

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Who Prefers To Drink Animal Blood [platonic]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Alec Volturi

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Who Prefers To Drink Animal Blood [platonic]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Embry Call

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Imprint Who Does Not Reciprocate His Feelings

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Paul Lahote

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Imprint Who Does Not Reciprocate His Feelings

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jared Cameron

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Imprint Who Does Not Reciprocate His Feelings

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Seth Clearwater

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Imprint Who Does Not Reciprocate His Feelings

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Jacob Black

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Imprint Who Does Not Reciprocate His Feelings

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[ciciyup]

𝕸𝖞 𝕳𝖊𝖗𝖔 𝕬𝖈𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖒𝖎𝖆 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Monoma Neito

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Stoic And Serious Fem! Reader Friendship [first part]

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Relationship s/o Stoic And Serious [second part]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Aoyama Yuga

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Stoic And Serious Fem! Reader Friendship

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Izuku Midoriya

──୨ৎ── "Do You Still Want To Go To Lunch?" [one shot, smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[ciciyup]

𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕭𝖚𝖙𝖑𝖊𝖗 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Snake

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

──୨ৎ── "Letter To My 13 Year Old Self" [one shot]

──୨ৎ── "Your Hands Are Cold" [one shot]

──୨ৎ── "Summer" [one shot, smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Finnian

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Ciel Phantomhive

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Sebastian Michaelis

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Phantomhive Manor

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Time Traveling

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Vincent Phantomhive

──୨ৎ── "The Maid" [one shot, smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Charles Grey

──୨ৎ── Yandere Charles Grey Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Lau

──୨ৎ── Yandere Lau Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

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𝕽𝖊𝖈𝖔𝖗𝖉 𝕺𝖋 𝕽𝖆𝖌𝖓𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖐 𝕸𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖗𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙

(still working/not finished)

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Adam

──୨ৎ── Yandere Adam Headcanons [smut]

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Orphan

──୨ৎ── "A Nice Family Day" [one shot]

──୨ৎ── "The Cinema" [one shot]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Loki

──୨ৎ── Yandere Loki Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Poseidon

──୨ৎ── Yandere Poseidon Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Apollo

──୨ৎ── Yandere Apollo Headcanons [smut]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Eve

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Fem! Reader Orphan

──୨ৎ── "A Nice Family Day" [one shot]

──୨ৎ── "The Cinema" [one shot]

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

Ares

──୨ৎ── Headcanons Goddess Fem! Friend Reader

𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟

[ciciyup]

Yandere! Jack Frost X Fem! Human Reader Headcanons.

cw: obsession, possessiveness, angst, stalking, abuse, power difference, kidnapping, manipulation, isolation, little nsfw.

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When your family moved to that quiet neighborhood, winter had already turned everything white. Your mother, nine months pregnant, barely had time to settle in before contractions took her to the nearest hospital. You came into the world on a cold December night, with the snow falling gently outside. Since you were little, you got used to being alone; your parents worked a lot, so most of the time you shared it with yourself. You didn't complain, you enjoyed the tranquility, creating worlds in your imagination that made you see the world with a special spark.

Jack had always been a spirit that fed on the belief and imagination of children, but like many magical beings, he depended on pure faith. It was on one of those days when he saw you for the first time: you were alone with the company of the wind and the snowman you were beginning to create, far from the bustle of the other children playing in the street. He approached you curiously, discreetly helping you as he handed you snowballs, but it was surprising to him when you turned to look at him, thanking him. You could see it. You believed in him. This thrilled Jack, as you were one of the few who did. His first believer in a long time.

From that day on, Jack became your best friend. For long winters, he was the only one who accompanied you as you built snowmen, laughing and running through the snow together, skating on frozen puddles, chatting on cold nights where only the two of you seemed to exist. As you grew up, Jack became your constant companion, not just in winter, but in every season; he watched you silently, with a big smile and a special sparkle in his eyes. To Jack, you were his best friend. His only one.

The years began to pass faster than Jack would have liked, and with them, came the first blow to his heart. You no longer played in the snow like before. When he created little gusts of wind to call you, you simply closed the window and curled up with your phone in hand. You no longer ran excitedly out into the first snowfall or talked to him in the garden. The other guardians began to visit you less and less. The Easter bunny stopped hiding eggs in the garden. The tooth fairy no longer appeared because your baby teeth were long gone. Santa Claus drove by in his sleigh delivering presents, but you no longer seemed to feel the same spirit for Christmas. Even Sandman and the Bogeyman, though present in dreams and nightmares, were no longer a constant part of your life. Jack, on the other hand, couldn’t leave. He was the spirit of winter, yes, but more than that, he was your friend. Your companion. Your only one. Watching you change, watching you drift away, was a pain that seeped into his being like an icy blizzard.

As the years passed, Jack began to visit you less and less, but not because he didn’t want to. You had joined in on adult life; Now you had new responsibilities and much more complex problems than in childhood, which began to extinguish you little by little, taking away your childish innocence, giving way to new things and leaving you little time to enjoy the nostalgia of your days. Jack couldn't forget you. The image of you smiling as you raised your hands to play with the snow in the past winters remained alive in his memory. He knew that you no longer needed him as before, but both of you could still see each other; after all, deep down you never stopped believing. He knew that you could go back to the way things were if he just convinced you.

He began to observe you from afar, watching you leave your house every morning for work and then for university. He was always there, although subtly. Sometimes when you looked out the window, you felt a blast of colder air than usual or saw a frost forming that wasn't there before. Little snowflake shapes formed on your window when it was fogged up and even snow fell in one spot in the garden when you were in the yard. You didn't take it too seriously, minding your own problems, which annoyed Jack, causing him to increase his magic. He wants you to remember your childhood, to come back to him, feeling more and more desperate. He doesn't want to be forgotten. He can't. Jack begins to feel a deep emptiness, a feeling he's never experienced: abandonment. Without you, it's like he's losing his reason for being. Then his feelings darken.

What were once innocent little calls had now become disturbing calls. The streets were so slippery that you avoided going outside, staying in your house where he could see you. Some nights, when you went out with your friends, the winds became stronger and the roads became more dangerous. The storms became more aggressive when you tried to go too far. The power outages in your home were becoming more frequent than usual. And little by little you began to notice something strange; the frost marks on your window were no longer drawings, but words: “stay with me” “don’t ignore me.” Every time you tried to forget him, the cold in your room became unbearable, the icy fog crept into the corners of your room and your fogged-up mirror reflected more words. Even your breath became visible when the weather wasn’t cold enough for that.

The snow fell softly that December afternoon. You walked down the sidewalk with your hands inside the pockets of your coat. A few steps behind you was Jack, although invisible to everyone but you; he had to remain hidden still. He watched each of your movements and each of your expressions, but that afternoon was different. You stopped at the door of a coffee shop; Jack could see how your cheeks turned slightly pink and your gaze softened when, upon entering the place, a boy stood up from a table raising his hand in your direction. Jack gritted his teeth and held on to his cane tightly. A shiver ran down his spine as he saw you sit next to that boy and share a chat between laughs and smiles that seemed to have a hidden meaning.

Because Jack knew it. He knew how things worked in the human world. First it was just a friendship, then romance came, then you would have a partner, then marriage would come and finally children. Then you would no longer have time for him. You would no longer see him. You would no longer need him. Your image of a mother, a wife, in the arms of another, apart from him, drove him crazy. Jack had always been by your side; No one else knew you like he did. No one had been with you on lonely nights when your parents were working. No one had seen you grow, change, laugh and cry in the privacy of your room, only Jack. But this guy, this intruder, wanted to steal you away from him and Jack couldn’t allow it.

It started with small sabotages. No matter how mild the weather was that day, an unforeseen snowstorm always appeared when that boy was around. Soon the scale began to climb with unexpected accidents, your friend’s bike getting completely frozen in the morning, then it was a fall on the ice that left him with a twisted ankle and then came the fever. A sudden and severe cold that left him in bed for days, the doctors couldn’t explain it. You began to feel restless. All of this couldn’t be a coincidence, you knew it well. You knew who it could be about, but you didn’t want to believe it. Your faithful friend, the one who had accompanied you for so many years, doing something so cruel? It couldn't be possible.

It was a winter afternoon as you headed to your friend's house to visit him and check on his health when you saw him. Right in front of you was your old friend, Jack Frost. He casually approached you, trying to tell you about the good days you used to spend together years ago and how hurt he was that you had forgotten him, but you stood your ground, not playing along. That face twisted with falseness and that innocent voice he was using told you that there couldn't be any honesty in his words. Getting straight to the point, you tried to get him to react, telling him that what he had done was not right and wanting to know why he had done it. In return, Jack just looked at you with a disturbingly calm and cold face, wanting you to understand that he only wanted to protect you.

And in an instant the city disappeared. The buildings, the lights, everything faded in a white flash. When you opened your eyes, you found yourself in a completely different place. A winter wonderland stretched out before you, with frozen mountains in the distance and an almost nighttime sky covered in dancing auroras, but what disturbed you the most was the silence. There was no sound of cars, no voices, no trace of human life. They were alone.

Jack called it “your home” where from now on you would live together, without friends, without family, without responsibilities, where no one could bother them. He didn’t want to be cruel to you, but he had no choice but to lock you in an ice room when you tried to escape. Why couldn’t you cooperate with him? Why didn’t you love him like you used to? Now you could finally be together again; you had to be happy. You had to love him like he loved you.

Jack would keep you in that freezing cold room, even though it might look beautiful inside with snowflakes falling and crystals sparkling under the blue light, in reality it would be a cage you couldn't escape from. The environment would become even colder if you tried to do something against him, leaving you shivering until you apologized or showed submission. You wouldn't even try to escape again after the last time he had partially frozen your legs or arms, keeping you outside in the coldest temperatures until you learned your lesson, not even caring about your tears that barely managed to slide down your cheeks due to the cold, quickly crystallizing.

On the other hand, if you behaved as he wanted, you managed to win him to treat you more kindly, giving you warmer clothes or allowing you to move around a larger area and even leave the room for a while, under his supervision, of course. Even if you begged for your freedom, Jack would show false regret, but with a sweetly cruel tone, telling you that it was all for your own good. He would go so far as to force you to smile at him and talk to him lovingly without enduring your looks of hate or sadness, quickly getting annoyed that you ruined his mental fantasy of his perfect world, pressuring you until you acted the way he wanted.

It was lucky when a little bit of heat managed to permeate your body or the place; that's why, when his body begins to collide with yours, you feel a slight heat, which your body instinctively hopes won't end so quickly. As your body is laid back and your back makes contact with the ice table, Jack takes care of keeping your legs apart as he sinks into you with need. Lifting your legs over his shoulders, he gets to watch as his cock slides in and out of your opening. As you hold on tightly to a nearby tree and feel the snowflakes fall on your hair and make contact with your skin, Jack, behind you, while his pelvis hits your ass relentlessly and he listens to your panting become more intense, makes sure you know that there is no better way to stay warm than that.

His smile would widen tenderly when you slept next to him, wrapping you in his arms to comfort you from the same cold that he had imposed moments before to shorten the distance between you. Over time you would realize that that was the only place where you belonged, he was sure of it. He would do whatever it took to make sure you never left his side. Just the two of you, like in the beginning and like it should always have been.

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[ciciyup]

Felix Fathom in love with you headcanons.

Summary: It wasn't in Felix's plans to fall in love, but with each day that passed and his thoughts returned to you, he fell into reality.

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You two met through Adrien. Since you and his cousin went to the same school, you seemed to be good friends and you would go support him when he played with the band Kitty Section. It was a certain day where you were with Adrien at the mansion, having a good time when Felix arrived.

He wouldn't lie, he was apathetic towards you from the beginning. Felix didn't seem very interested in his cousin's friends or in becoming friends in particular; it was the least of his concerns, but by chance, you two seemed to coincide at various times. Like the day you arrived early at the Agreste mansion and Adrien hadn't finished his private lessons yet, so Felix greeted you. He didn't seem interested in participating in long conversations with you, but it seemed like you knew how to treat him with certain topics. His crush on you wasn't something easy for Felix to digest, starting with the fact that he wasn't planning on falling in love, so this would take some time.

Felix is a born observer. He wouldn’t immediately jump into the fight, but rather he would analyze every detail about you. Without you noticing, he would start to intervene in your life in small, but significant ways: if he saw that you were uncomfortable in a situation, he would subtly intervene to get you out of it. If he noticed that you had a preference for certain things, he would “coincidentally” make them come your way. Felix wouldn’t openly admit that he does it out of love, but his actions would show his devotion more than words.

Felix’s displays of affection would be meticulous and meaningful, as would his gestures. If he were to give you something, it wouldn’t be a common object, but something that had a special meaning for you. His way of caring for you would be indirect, making sure that you always have what you need or silently protecting you and even being on the lookout for any danger that could put you at risk.

He doesn’t trust anyone easily, so, being in love with you, his greatest display of love would be to allow you to see parts of him that no one else knows. As the two of you begin to grow closer over time, Felix would share details about his family life or his true thoughts, especially around you, even allowing you to see him in moments of vulnerability. He wouldn't fake a personality in front of you, but would be more natural and sincere. He wants you to fall in love with him for who he really is, not just for an outward facade.

Felix isn't someone who expresses jealousy in an obvious way and he probably wouldn't feel that way that often, so there would be few times when you could see him that way. His attitude could become colder or sharper if he perceives someone trying to get closer to you romantically. Even with this he would have a kind of internal struggle; the idea of someone else conquering you before he could do anything would make him react with some annoyance. This could play a role, forcing him to make a decision about what he really felt for you and wanting to confess.

If Felix loves, it is with exclusivity. He would make you feel that you were unique to him. He wouldn't confess directly at first, making subtle comments implying that he only trusted you. But despite all this, Felix would for a while try to keep convincing himself that love was a weakness. However, the more he tried to pull away, the more he realized that he couldn't help but care about you and want to protect you.

Finally, when it came to the point where he accepts his love for you, his loyalty would be absolute. Planning his confession meticulously, even taking days to make everything perfect, whatever the outcome. His confession would be more subtle, with implications, letting you get the message without needing a bunch of words. Felix would confess in a private place or where he felt safe, where everything was planned so that the atmosphere would be perfect. He would treat you very well and be gentler than usual. In a seemingly normal conversation, where his confession comes out naturally and unexpectedly.

After confessing, at first glance, he might seem calm, even indifferent, but if you knew him well, you would notice the small details like his rigid posture, as if he were trying hard not to show his nervousness. His more intense gaze than usual, or his lower tone of voice, as if he were revealing a secret that only you deserved to know.

“I don’t say things I don’t mean. If what I just told you means nothing to you, I’ll understand… But if it means something, then tell me.” His words would be direct and firm, wanting to get straight to the point without so much plot. If you were to appear unsure or doubtful, he wouldn’t insist. Felix wouldn’t beg, but if he senses that there is reciprocity in your words and gaze, he would protect and care for you with absolute intensity. You would have the last word.

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[ciciyup]

Revenge.

cw: cheating, violence (insults, beatings), humiliation (cruel phrases and names), sensitive content.

Summary: Your relationship with Nathaniel Kurtzberg is perfect: there is love and mutual respect. An incredible couple. But after receiving a call and having a conversation that led you to discover something you would have liked not to see, you and the girls are willing to make all the boys suffer to give them a taste of their own medicine.

Nathaniel Kurtzberg X Fem! Reader (x Luka Couffaine).

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Your day had started well, like any other day in Paris. You had never been a girl of big dramas or exorbitant emotions, but that didn't stop you from eventually managing to have your small group of friends with whom you shared affinities, laughter and special moments. That end of the year at university was supposed to be calm, with preparation for the future in mind and memorable moments with friends and couples. Your afternoon promised to be like any other. You walked through the streets calmly, enjoying the mild weather while checking your phone; however, Alix's call completely changed your routine.

—Hey! Can you come to the park? It's urgent —Alix spoke from the other line.

—Urgent? What's wrong? —you asked, frowning.

—I'll explain it to you when you get there, but it's serious. Come quickly. —she finished quickly before hanging up.

Although bewildered after the call, you accepted and headed to the park you always used to go to with your friends only to find out that the meeting included several girls you didn’t share certain bonds with: Marinette, who you had no problem with, but you had always found her too intense. Alya was nice, but her energy could also be exhausting. Chloe… It was simply Chloe. With Mylene, Sabrina, Juleka, and Rose, you also had no problems, but they weren’t in your circle, so you didn’t have a close friendship relationship.

—Why didn’t you tell me it would be a group meeting? —you asked discreetly, drawing Alix closer to you.

—Because if I told you, you would have hesitated to come —she answers obviously. —This affects us all. Listen. —Alix quickly gathers everyone together to hear her clearly, her face more serious. You felt out of place for a moment after looking at everyone's faces and noticing the seriousness in each one, as if they already knew something you didn't. —Our boyfriends are cheating on us.

The silence fell like a hammer. Marinette and Alya shared a tense look, Chloe frowned with her lips pressed together, and Mylene looked down at the floor with a disfigured face. You, on the other hand, arched an eyebrow at the last words.

—What are you talking about? —You asked, still standing firm, but feeling your heart begin to race.

—We saw them enter a hotel with other girls. All of them. We couldn't see who they were, but what we saw left no doubt —Alya intervened, with her arms crossed and a serious expression.

—We didn't want to believe it, but we already have enough to suspect —Marinette spoke nervously and the other girls nodded in response.

You began to feel a slight knot in your stomach. The idea of Nathaniel, your Nathaniel, doing something like that seemed absurd to you. But then, why were the rest so sure?

—We should talk to them before making assumptions —you suggested, looking for a mature approach.

—Talk? —Chloe snorted in disbelief, her arms akimbo. —Talk to a bunch of lying traitors? Of course not.

—We’ll only know if we go. —Marinette, normally calmer, had a hard look on her face this time.

Against your better judgment, you ended up following them. You didn’t entirely agree with that way of doing things, but you found yourself dragged along, perhaps also because your curiosity played a trick on you. Sneaking away was easier than expected. They all moved silently, dodging employees and discovering the floor where the boys were. Upon reaching the indicated room, one of the doors was ajar and what they saw was enough to make their faces harden. The room was in a chaotic state, with loud music, alcoholic drinks everywhere, and clothes strewn about. Each of the boys, their respective boyfriends, were accompanied by other girls, many of them acquaintances. Adrien was with Lila, who was curled up on his lap and kissing him shamelessly. Nino was dancing intimately with a stranger, carefree, bringing his hands to her butt. Ivan, blushing, was receiving compliments from a girl who kept caressing his shoulders and creating more closeness. Kim was trying to lift Kagami's skirt, who wasn't even paying attention, focused on Adrien. And in a corner, Nathaniel had a girl hanging on his arm, looking at him with admiration and distributing kisses all over his face while he didn't seem to do much to push her away. It was Chloe who almost gave them away when she opened her mouth indignantly when she saw Adrien there. Luckily for her, the music was too loud for anything to have been heard.

—I'm going to kill those...! —Chloe hissed angrily before being stopped by the others.

—Adrien is my boyfriend, not yours, Chloe —Marinette muttered, rolling her eyes, though her gaze was filled with fury.

You, on the other hand, felt like your world was shaking. Nathaniel with another. Accepting his kisses, giving him that shy smile he always used to give you. The fact that he allowed something like that without even thinking about you was enough to make your chest ache. The others were just as affected, each processing it in their own way. Mylene had tears in her eyes, Alya clenched her fists, Alix narrowed her eyes staring at everyone, Marinette breathed deeply trying not to lose her composure, and the other girls couldn’t believe their eyes.

—Let’s go —you whispered, your tone low but firm. No one protested. They all retreated silently, processing the betrayal.

When everyone got outside, the silence lasted only a short while before the group erupted in a mix of rage and sadness. While you and Alix remained silent still processing everything, Marinette put her hands on her head talking to herself, Alya walked in circles muttering insults, and Mylene cried while Juleka, Rose, and Sabrina comforted her.

—I can't believe it —Marinette muttered, her eyes somewhere between disappointment and anger.

—Ivan... I thought he loved me —Mylene whispered, her eyes full of tears.

—That idiot Nino is going to find out! —Alya insulted anything that reminded her of him, being really furious.

—Kim is a swine —Alix growled, kicking a rock.

—And what did they expect from all those losers? —Chloe spoke calmly, snorting with her arms crossed, but just as indignant.

It was then that Alya broke the chaos with an unexpected idea.

—If they're fooling us, why not do the same?

The suggestion left everyone silent. The idea of getting revenge on the boys the same way they had been betrayed was tempting.

—What? —you blurted out, a mix of surprise and skepticism.

—Think about it —Alya continued, her expression serious. —If they think they can play us, the same play has to be played back to all of them.

—That’s ridiculous —Marinette hesitated, though her tone wasn’t one of outright rejection.

—Is it? Because, honestly, I don’t see why we should just sit back —Alya replied.

—I like the idea. —Chloe followed her with a sharp smile.

—I’m not talking about just randomly finding other boys —Alya explained —I’m talking about making them suffer.

Everyone’s eyes sparkled with a mix of anger, confusion, and possibly excitement. Even though you didn't consider yourself a vengeful person, remembering the image of Nathaniel with someone else made something inside your principles change.

—I'm listening —you finally said.

—If they did this to us without hesitation, I don't see why not —Alix added, smiling defiantly.

—We need it to be something big —Marinette commented, thinking. —Something that affects them. —They all looked at each other, agreeing. Alya immediately took the lead.

—We need allies. For this to work, we need to do the same thing they did... But worse.

The following days everything continued as usual and relatively calm. Everyone acted normally, as if nothing had happened. For your part, you continued seeing Nathaniel, helping him with his artistic projects, forcing yourself to smile every time he held your hand or smiled at you with the same sweetness as always, although inside his betrayal continued to eat away at you and the fact that he acted so calm as if he hadn't done anything only made everything worse. The same was true for the others. Marinette endured Adrien’s kind gaze, Alix continued to race Kim, Mylene continued to cuddle with Ivan, and Alya still laughed with Nino as if nothing had happened. This was all part of the plan, and one by one, they began to recruit allies.

Chloe was the first to act. She contacted Felix, Adrien’s cousin, who by chance to be in a relationship with Kagami. After meeting at a fancy cafe, Chloe bluntly explained what had happened and the idea. Felix remained silent for a few seconds before a cold smile formed on his face.

—So Kagami and my cousin have been treating me like an idiot? —he asked in an icy voice.

—Exactly —Chloe stated, her expression superior. —And we want to return the favor.

Felix calmly took his cup of tea, but his gaze shone with contained anger before he calmly replied. —I’m in.

Meanwhile, you had your own missions. You knew that going to Luka was a low blow. He had always been a close friend and overly kind to everyone, so asking him for help with something like this wasn't easy. But seeing Nathaniel continue to act as if nothing happened after what happened at the hotel made you boil inside. You found yourself at the dock, the place where you used to chat when something worried you. Marinette was also there with the same goal and backing you up. You both looked at each other for a moment before nodding confidently and entering the Couffaine home.

—Hi! What a surprise to see you both. Is something wrong? —Luka asks, giving a half smile that is quickly erased when he sees their serious expressions.

—Adrien and Nathaniel tricked us. Not just those two… All of them. —Marinette quickly speaks, being direct.

Luka frowned after hearing the statement. —How?

While you explained the situation and the idea of the plan, Luka listened in silence, his eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and disappointment.

—I’m so sorry —he answered sincerely, looking at both of them. —I like Adrien and Nathaniel, but this…

—We want revenge —Marinette intervened. —And we need your help, Luka.

Luka sighed, running a hand through his hair in an attempt to clear his thoughts. —It’s not my style, but… You’re my best friends. If this makes you feel better, I’m in.

Meanwhile, Alya, Alix, and Mylene took charge of recruiting some boys from class. Max, who was close to Kim, was one of the first to agree, outraged by his friend’s behavior. Other classmates also joined in, willing to help. On Juleka’s side, Rose and Sabrina were working on something essential to make the plan perfect. With Sabrina’s skill, they managed to get a high-quality camera. The three of them made sure everything would work when the time came.

And finally, at your last stop, you had to convince Marc. You knew he was Nathaniel’s best friend, but he was also your friend. You weren’t sure if he would agree, but you had to try. After seeing him in the library drawing in his notebook, you sat down next to him before he looked up and greeted you. After explaining the situation to him, you watched his reaction closely. At first, Marc seemed reluctant.

—That… It doesn’t sound like something he would do —Marc pressed his lips together, clearly disturbed.

—But it is —you replied firmly.

—I don’t know… I mean, Nathaniel is my friend. I don’t want to hurt him.

—I didn’t want him to hurt me —either you replied quietly, avoiding his gaze for a moment before turning back to him. Marc lowered his head, uncomfortable. —You don’t have to do anything drastic —you continued. —Just be present. That’ll be enough. But if you don’t want to get involved, I’ll understand that too.

There was a long silence before Marc sighed and nodded. —Okay, I’ll do it for you.

With all the allies gathered, they all met back up in the park.

—Are we sure about this? —Juleka asked quietly, her arms crossed as she looked at Rose by her side and Sabrina, who put the camera back in her bag.

—More than ever —Alix replied with a nod and everyone else followed with a confident gesture.

—Hopefully, we can start tonight —Alya announced.

Looking around and then at all the girls, you didn’t know how far they were going to go with this, but one thing was for sure: there would be no turning back.

That night turned into complete madness, though not in a bad way. Everything had gone perfectly, every detail executed with precision. Between laughter, touching, and the excitement of the moment, they managed to accomplish the task without anyone suspecting a thing. Sabrina, who was in charge of recording everything along with Juleka and Rose, remained at her post, but she couldn't help but smile as well when she was invited to join. Now in charge of the camera, Juleka and Rose went through every corner recording everything they could, while Rose cheered and Juleka handled the camera so that everything could be seen in quality. The night had gone great. Not only had they completed the plan successfully, but, to everyone's surprise, the experience turned out to be incredibly fun. When everything was over and the boys left, the girls stayed to remove any trace of the evening. Despite the chaos that was coming, the satisfaction on their faces was evident.

With the material in Alya's hands, the next phase of the plan began. The next afternoon Alya got to work editing with surgical precision. For the first time working alongside Chloe, who had insisted on adding her own personal touches.

—This needs… Something more —Chloe commented, smirking as she looked through the material. Alya snorted, but remained open to hearing her idea.

—What do you have in mind? —Alya asked, raising an eyebrow.

—Something special for each of them. Something that will make them feel the humiliation in their bones.

After hearing her, Alya handed over the keyboard to her with a smile. Chloe took her time typing personalized messages to each of the boys, making sure they hurt like knives. She stopped especially at Adrien. Her fingers moved with precision over the keyboard before pressing “save.” Alya stared at the screen in silence for a few seconds, reading the message.

—That’s… Brutal.

—Too much? —Chloe asked with false innocence.

—No —Alya answered with a crooked smile —It's perfect.

When the video was ready, they all met back where it all began: the park. Juleka, Rose and Sabrina had done an excellent job gathering information. Thanks to them, they knew that that afternoon all the boys would meet at Adrien's house. It was the perfect moment. After coordinating the video to send it directly to Adrien's computer, with just one "click" the video was sent. They knew that, being with the others, he wouldn't be able to ignore it. And so it was.

In the enormous Agreste mansion, Adrien, Nino, Nathaniel, Kim, Ivan and a few others were scattered around Adrien's room while chatting or just hanging out with something they found there. Suddenly, Adrien's computer emitted a notification, which made him approach curiously.

—Alya sent me a video —he commented out loud even without opening the file. This caused the others to quickly approach, curious.

—Alya? —Nino asked, confused.

Without thinking much, Adrien pressed the play button. The screen lit up with the image of a luxurious hotel room, immediately recognizable as a suite at the Bourgeois hotel. But what captured everyone’s attention wasn’t the surroundings, but what was happening inside. The girls were there, surrounded by companions, and what happened next left them speechless.

Alya appeared on screen, carefreely kissing Max while both drank a bottle of alcohol. Her expression was one of pure amusement, completely lost in her own world. As the video continued to play, a cruel phrase appeared in large: “For the fool who can’t even seem to make his girlfriend laugh, here's someone who makes her more than laugh.” After reading that, Nino felt a lump in his throat, his hands clenching his knuckles tightly. He was ready to talk if only the video had not continued.

The next shot showed Mylene, sitting on a couch with an unknown boy, who was most likely not from that school. Mylene was smiling blushingly as the boy picked her up and sat her on his lap. Likewise, a phrase appeared in large: “Maybe sweetness isn’t everything, especially when you don’t have what it takes to satisfy your girl.” The message made Ivan feel like he had been punched in the stomach while simultaneously frowning.

The third shot showed Alix, in the arms of an unknown boy and Max. Her attitude was one of absolute mockery. As soon as the camera focused on her, she raised her middle finger while smiling. Another new phrase appeared on the screen: “To the sprinter who thinks he can win every race. Apparently, someone already beat you in the most important one.” Kim gritted her teeth tightly, feeling her pride shattered.

Soon the image changed. Luka appeared next to you, both kissing as if they were the only ones there. The scene was real, intense. Your tongues intertwined while Luka’s hands ran over your waist. To top it off, Marc came into the frame and held a shy kiss with you. The phrase was clear: “To the artist who should learn more from others. What a shame that he can’t be more than a shadow.” Nathaniel immediately closed his eyes, trying to hide the humiliation. His face paled for a moment as your scene repeated itself in his mind over and over again.

And just when they thought nothing could be worse, Marinette and Chloe appeared together, sharing a three-way kiss with Felix. Each one sitting on each side, keeping him in between them. Felix smiled with satisfaction, enjoying the attention as he drew the two girls close to him. The kiss was neither shy nor accidental, but provocative and shameless. The phrase that accompanied this was, without a doubt, the cruelest of all: “to the boy who could never take control of his own life. Too bad your mother isn’t alive to see how pathetic you are.” The image alone had already hurt Adrien, but what completely destroyed him was the ruthless message he read. He felt the air escape from his chest.

The video ended with everyone who had participated in a single shot gathered together, smiling and waving calmly at the camera as if it had been a simple game, before the screen faded to black.

The silence that took over the room was deathly. The boys stood still, their blood boiling and their hearts beating wildly from the great humiliation. The blows had been accurate. Deadly. Each of them had a different reaction: some were paralyzed, others seething with fury. Nathaniel could barely process it; Her voice only whispered your name and her mind repeated the image of you, Luka and Marc. Nino clenched his fists with his jaw tense. He couldn’t believe what he had just seen.

—This has to be a joke —Kim muttered, feeling anger bubbling up in her chest before she hit the nearest table hard, causing some of the boys to jump in fright. —I can’t believe this!

Adrien, on the other hand, couldn’t move. His eyes were fixed on the blacked-out screen, his mind spinning around the last sentence he had read. “Too bad your mother isn’t alive to see how pathetic you are.” His body trembled with anger. Slowly, he stood up, determined not to let something like that pass. One by one, the others followed suit, with determined expressions.

In the park, the girls, along with the others involved, chatted calmly. Some were more nervous than others, but no one gave any indication of wanting to escape or back out.

—Well, that went better than expected. I'd give anything to see their faces when they saw that video —Chloe said calmly, smiling relaxedly as she looked at her nails.

—I feel a little bad though... —Marc muttered, somewhat unsure of having participated.

—Don't worry, they asked for it —Alix reassured him, patting his shoulder.

The tranquility was interrupted when a group appeared on the other side of the park. The boys. With quick, furious steps they approached and chaos was quick to erupt.

—What the hell was that video, Alya?! —Nino's voice echoed with contained rage.

—What you deserved. —Alya responded with crossed arms and a direct response.

Nino stepped forward to say something else, but before he could open his mouth, Kim exploded.

—Do you have any idea what you did?! —He roared furiously, his gaze fixed on Alix.

—Oh please, are you surprised that people get tired of you? —Alix replied sarcastically, still staring at him; this made Kim grit her teeth before turning sharply to Max.

—Traitor! You were supposed to be my friend!

Max, far from backing down, calmly adjusted his glasses. —I was. Until I saw you act like an idiot to Alix and with everyone else.

Kim felt fury overflow. Without thinking, she launched herself at Max, pushing him hard. A couple of hits were enough for the other boys to start fighting as well. Nathaniel, who had remained silent since he had seen the video, seeing Luka made his rage come to the surface.

—You took her from me! —Nathaniel shouted, approaching Luka with eyes burning with anger as he pushed him.

Luka, already seeing all this coming, did not hesitate to respond. —You never valued her! —he replied, returning his push with a stronger one.

The tension rose, and within seconds Marc tried to meditate with both of them, but instead ended up being dragged into the fight.

—You betrayed me too! —Nathaniel shouted furiously, looking at him with the same contempt with which he had looked at Luka.

Meanwhile, Adrien didn't hesitate to launch himself at Felix at the slightest opportunity.

—How could you?! You're my family! —Adrien looked at him with his face contorted with fury.

Felix, with his usual coldness, only smiled mockingly. —Don't play the martyr, dear cousin.

Adrien didn't need more to throw a punch that hit Felix directly in the face. Without losing his cool, Felix wiped the blood from the side of his mouth before hitting him back with impeccable precision.

The exchange of blows and screams turned into absolute chaos in no time. Nino, Kim, and Ivan launched themselves at Max and the other boys involved without planning to leave any of them with an unscathed face. Soon the street was filled with insults, screams, and fists clashing. This soon caught the attention of passersby, and soon after, a group of people had gathered, watching the spectacle. The girls, who had initially stood watching the outcome, decided to intervene to protect the boys they still cared about. Marinette and Chloe launched themselves at Adrien and Felix trying to stop them, while you tried to stop the fight between Nathaniel, Luka and Marc, Mylene tried to meditate with Ivan, Alix tried to help Max by kicking Kim away, while Alya did the same with Nino. Each one separated the boys they could, while making sure that no one else got involved. The park, which had previously been a quiet place, became a battlefield. Insults and blows flew everywhere; even some of the group of people gathered took out their phones to record. Juleka, Rose and Sabrina, seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, took out their phones to call the police.

—This is getting out of hand... —Juleka muttered, observing the scene. Rose, by her side, along with Sabrina, nodded in concern.

A few minutes later, the sound of sirens filled the air. The police had arrived.

—Stop right there! Police! —Roger, Sabrina’s father, arrived with a few officers, running towards the frenzied crowd, separating the brawlers with effort.

Nathaniel and Luka struggled when they were pushed aside. Adrien and Felix had to be pushed in opposite directions. Marc had a bruise on his cheek while a policeman questioned him. Ivan was still being treated by Mylene and another policeman. Kim kept picking fights with anyone she laid eyes on. Nino, with a split lip, glared at Alya angrily.

—Feeling better now? —Adrien muttered, shooting Marinette an angry look.

—Much better. —she answered seriously, before turning her head in another direction.

Nathaniel, on the other hand, could barely look at you, and you didn't look at him either, knowing that what they both had was over.

—Forget it, Nathaniel. —you answered dryly when you saw him approach you, without even looking at him. Nathaniel didn't insist any more, lowering his gaze while touching the bump on his forehead, which he covered with his hair.

Chloe, on the other hand, seemed to complain more about her broken nail than about the disaster that had occurred, as she struggled with an officer to get him to let her go, threatening to tell her father. Alya looked coldly at Nino without saying a word. Alix smiled satisfied at Kim, who couldn't stop steaming from her ears, and Mylene couldn't stop crying.

—Everyone will come to the police station. Now. —Roger looked at them disapprovingly before leading them to the patrol cars.

The chaos had reached its peak. Revenge was complete. But the consequences for everyone were just beginning. Deep down you knew that after this, nothing would ever be the same for anyone. What was once friendship and love was now replaced by a feeling of emptiness and bitterness. Blue and red lights flashed in the park as people scattered and those involved said nothing more except their betrayed faces. Nothing would ever be the same again. Not after that day.

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🏹 a/n: Hey! The vote has been quite even, but finally a result was given. Thanks to everyone who voted! Honestly, this story was longer than I thought it would be, but I had fun writing it.

—cici🏹