˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌹 love interest ꒱ . . . yandere ! lohen x female ! author ! reader
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌹 warnings ꒱ . . . blood/gore, descriptions of dead bodies, major character death, modern au, murder mystery, no one knows each other, stalking, yandere themes, delusional lohen, non/dub-con elements, sexual tension, degradation (kink?), suggestive themes, & more to be added!!
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🌹 synopsis ꒱ . . . You’re an aspiring novelist on a cruise ship with big dreams of finally getting to publish your novel in Inazuma, home of Teyvat’s hugest publishing house. Everything was going so well for you until you and some other passengers wake up to find the captain, the staff, and all 290 guests dead! Now you’re trapped in a cruise forced to question your fellow passengers, a detective, a nun, a traveller, a bard, a toy salesman, a knight, an actress, a nurse, and a chef.
0.00 . . . PROLOUGE
0.01 . . . CHAPTER ONE
0.02 . . . CHAPTER TWO
0.03 . . . CHAPTER THREE
0.04 . . . CHAPTER FOUR
0.05 . . . CHAPTER FIVE
0.06 . . . CHAPTER SIX
chapters 2-6 coming soon !
❥ AUTHOR’S NOTE
This is kinda inspired by a book I read for summer reading in middle school called “The Westing Game.” I hated the way that book was executed, but the idea is pretty good.
Yandere ! Lohen x a cold natured ! reader who CANNOT stand the cold. He knows this and uses it to his advantage.
Every single time he would touch you, he would use his vision to make his touch colder than necessary. Especially when he hugs you, you’ve actually started to avoid his “warm” embraces after a while.
He loves the look on your face when you’re shivering under his touch. The soft, rosy flush of your nose and cheeks is so adorable to him.
“L- Lohen… stop- stop doing that…” you shivered.
“Doing what? This?” His grip on your wrist tightens and he places another cold kiss against your neck. You winced at the feeling.
He changes the temperature in the room sometimes too. You notice the soft blue frost on the air vents a moment too late. He watches with amusement as you shiver and hug your arms close to your body. When you’d sniffle, you hear his voice.
“What’s wrong, Y/n?” A knowing smirk grows on his lips, “Are you getting sick?”
A shudder escapes your lips, “I will be if you don’t turn off the AC.”
His brows furrow, like he’s thinking, but you know he’s not. “It’s only 66 degrees in here.”
“‘Only!?’” You cried.
How it feels writing this as someone who is warm-natured/overheats easily:
Medic reader x Lohen, who'd purposefully annoy you just to feel you patch his wounds a bit harsher.
Imagine how annoying he'd sound, blabbing on and on about the fight that had occured just minutes ago, purposefully throwing in phrases that poked at your pet peeves.
A quick glance at his face captured his bleeding nose, his annoying grin, his gleaming two-toned eyes... Truly, you could slap him, if not for the fear he'd like that too much. Still, you bite back your emotions to do your job as gently as you could muster, feeling his gaze flicker from your hands, to your lips. His stare is something you've long since learned to ignore.
As you finish dressing his wounds, you swear you see a flicker of dissapointment behind his eyes as your time draws to an end. You have no doubt he'll be back ridiculously soon, with a new injury in tow. It makes you start to wonder if he's doing this on purpose.
Not only was he a douche, he was a douche who didn't think. And not only was he a douche who didn't think, he was a douche who didn't think about anyone but himself.
You were so mad, waiting near the bus stop— arms wrapped into each other in hopes of warming yourself up. Your fingers tapped against your skin with a frantic frequency, trying to stop your thoughts from wandering.
You sniffled, taking a deep breath to not let the tears drop. Mind you, you were mostly sad for the sheer effort you've put in. Well, mostly.
When the familiar engine sound reached your ears, you turned your head toward the noise.
There he was. Your savior.
He gave you a taunting grin through the helmet, lifting his visor up.
"Told ya it wouldn't work, didn't I?"
A vein popped in your forehead, and you hit his shoulder. Despite his teasing, you knew you didn't have a choice other than to sit behind him and go home. Suck it up, his eyes seemed to tell you.
You were impatiently waiting for him to start the damn vehicle again, but he was taking his time taking his jacket off— wait, what?
His dark navy blue leather jacket was shrugged off, draped carelessly over your shoulders to shield you from the wind. Your puzzled expression seemed to amuse him further, given how he didn't even bother to hide his cackle.
As you were so busy putting the jacket on, something dropped onto your head softly, clogging your vision. When you lifted your head, you flipped up the shield that was blocking your sight and found him giving you a smirk.
"Can't risk your big head falling and damaging the road now."
"You—!"
Good thing his helmet was now on you, which gave you the perfect opportunity to slap his head without any obstacles in the way.
He let out an insincere complaint of pain, which ended up with you pinching his waist. Getting the memo, he finally started the motorcycle again, though he didn't forget to grumble.
"And here I was thinking I was doing a good deed. Picking up my roommate after their horrendous date, giving my jacket, my helmet, my gasoline—"
Another pinch and he shut up. Finally!
The silence didn't bring you as much peace as you wanted. Your mind kept drifting back to earlier in the evening, until it was violently interrupted by a sudden force that almost made you fly off. If it weren't for your harsh grip onto his waist— particularly wrapping your arms around him entirely this time— you would have fallen.
You let out a yelp, the top of the helmet hitting his back with a hard thud. You knew he did this on purpose, that little shit!
But words died on your tongue when his hand found yours, giving them a gentle squeeze right where they connected.
"You know, I'd be a better boyfriend than him, right?"
yandere phainon with major anxiety so he ups and kidnaps u but imagine this stupid man sloppily making out with you as if you’re going to DISAPPEAR in air. Like you’re literally chained to his bed. Where the fuck would you even go?
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🔪 love interest ꒱ . . . yandere ! self aware ! phainon x female ! reader
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🔪 format ꒱ . . . oneshot
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🔪 warnings ꒱ . . . “Y/n” is used for reader’s real name and “[user]” is their in-game username, (golden) blood, implied murder, kidnapping?, multiple mydei mentions (they cannot keep that man’s name out their mouths), stalking, unwanted kisses, yandere themes
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🔪 synopsis ꒱ . . . in which the dating simulator you downloaded to pass the time becomes your new obsession. Unfortunately, you also become the obsession of a love interest in the game.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🔪 authors note ꒱ . . . I’ve been obsessed with yandere visual novels recently despite not being able to play most of them on mobile. did play the freak circus though, absolute cinema.
˗ˏˋ꒰ 🔪 word count ꒱ . . . 2.4k
You were painfully bored that Saturday morning.
It was raining all day and you really didn’t feel like getting wet trying to get to your car. Instead, you sat at your desk to scroll through the endless variety of free visual novels you could play to pass the time on your laptop.
You took photos of the ones you would come back to play later, but nothing that you would play right now stood out to you.
“That one costs money… this one looks lame… I don’t like the artstyle…”
Just when you were about to give up and look up coolmathgames, your eyes landed on a game that really caught eye.
Although it was a generic high school dating simulator, the character designs were rather complex for an indie visual novel.
Talk about wasted potential… you chuckled to yourself as you clicked the game’s icon.
You skimmed over the description, it said something about thirteen love interests and “Chrysos heirs…” whatever that means.
But you clicked the big, pink “download” button anyway.
After loading the game you were shown the selection of thirteen different male and female love interests. Of course, depending on your choices throughout the story, your chosen love interest could possibly change.
You looked through the variety of different characters and their pretty strange yet interesting names compared to other VN characters. “…Hyacine, Anax— how do I pronounce that? Evernight…”
Yet out of all of them, you found your favorite. His name was “Phainon.” Come to think of it, wasn’t he the character on the cover along side a blond guy?
After selecting your love interest, there was another selection screen but it was for the MC. They had grey haired with yellow eyes. You could choose between the male or the female one and name them. After that, the game began loading.
It was a rather straightforward game. The first scene is the MC getting ready for the first day of school and realizing that they’re running late.
Once they get into the school building they run into the love interest. Who is, in this case, Phainon. The MC drops all their books on the ground and Phainon helps them pick them up.
“Are you a new student?” He asked, “If you’d like I could show you to your class if you’re lost?” His character asked with a smile on his face. He was a cute, charming little character.
The options then appeared on your screen:
“It’s alright, I can find it myself.”
“You would? Thank you!”
You clicked the second option, you wouldn’t want to ruin your chances with him already.
“No problem! Ah, sorry, I’m Phainon by the way.”
This game is so cliche it hurts, but you just can’t put it down. You have nothing better to do anyway, so it doesn’t really matter.
By now, it had been 6 hours since you opened the game and you have not taken a break since. Despite the predictable plot, the characters were rather complex and the art was so visually pleasing.
After playing it for a few days, you’ve gotten to know all the love interests, yet only two were your favorites: Phainon and Mydei. For some reason, they were always shown together, they must be close or something.
You took every chance you could get to talk to either of them. Especially Mydei because you wanted to get his friendship status with you as high as Phainon’s was.
But as you grew closer to Phainon, you started to notice his character acting a bit strange.
The he was talking to the MC as they were both sitting together in class, “Would you like to ask me about any of the others, partner?”
“Can you tell me more about Mydei?”
“Can you tell me more about Cerydra?”
“Can you tell me more about Aglaea?”
Without a second thought you clicked the Mydei option.
“Mydei? I like Mydei!” Phainon grinned, “We’ve been friends since grade school! He’s in a lot of sports clubs and enjoys cooking too.”
His smile faded and his text appeared on the screen slower than usual, “Although, if he ever dared to lie a hand on you…”
The was a brief pause in his dialogue.
“…I wouldn’t hesitate to kill him.”
You click the dialogue option: “???”
“I mean, not literally of course! You know what I mean, haha…” Phainon chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his neck.
“I didn’t know the some characters were aware of how close I was with the other ones… that’s kinda cool I guess…” You shrugged it off.
The weirdest part about your reaction was that this wasn’t your first time having a strange experience with this game.
One night, you were getting tired and decided to turn off your computer instead of saving your progress. You could just start again at a checkpoint.
But just when you were about to click the power button, a text box appeared at the bottom of the screen, “You aren’t going to save, partner? You’ll have to do all of that hard work all over again if you don’t!”
You were tired so you didn’t pay it any mind, but maybe you should’ve.
You’ve tried deleting the game multiple times but every time you moved it to trash it appeared on your Home Screen again the very next day. There was no option to delete your saved data either or to start a new save file.
Originally, you thought the game was bugged so you had a professional look at it, but they only returned it to you with a “looks fine to me.”
Maybe you’re just going crazy. All those sleepless nights and energy drinks were catching up to you…
Or maybe you’re correct. What if the game isn’t letting you leave because there’s something wrong with it? That “special dialogue” must be a glitch in the code or something.
But what if you’re wrong.
The game can’t have a mind of its own.
And neither does Phainon.
It’s just fiction.
“Shit…” you muttered you yourself when you checked the time, It was almost ten. “I have class in less than an hour…”
Just when you clicked the “save and end” button, one of Phainon’s text bubbles appeared at the bottom of the screen.
Is this special dialogue or something? You thought to yourself as you read the words slowly appearing in the box. It was going so eerily slow, as if someone was typing it themselves.
“What are you doing, partner?” It’s very rare for his dialogue to be voiced, so you were a bit startled to hear his sad voice coming from the speakers.
“You’re leaving already?”
The options appeared on your screen:
“Yes.”
“No.”
You clicked “yes” hoping that it would get you out of this dialogue because for some reason the “skip” button wasn’t working.
A heartbroken expression appeared on his face, he looked like a kicked puppy. Something in you felt a little sorry for him.
“Can’t you stay a little while longer?” He whined.
“Yes.”
“No.”
You clicked the “no” button.
Phainon didn’t react for a good thirty seconds. His only reaction being his text box showing a sequence of “……..”
“Can’t you stay a little while longer?” He asked again, his tone slightly different as if it was less of a question and more of a demand.
This time your options were:
“Yes.”
“Yes.”
With a sigh, you clicked the only option he gave you, finally giving him what he wanted so badly.
His face lit up like Christmas lights.
“You’ll stay, [user]??” He sounded so happy, like a little kid at a candy store. You swore if he was a dog his tail would be wagging right now, “Thank goodness.”
That was strange… characters never actually say the players user name. He always replaces it with “partner.”
It was a cool feature, though.
“Another 20 minutes won’t hurt.”
Those 20 minutes stretched into long hours. By the time you checked the time again your class was over. The worst part about it was that you didn’t feel sorry. As a matter of fact, you would do it again.
And that was a problem.
It was a problem that you’re so obsessed with this stupid video game that it has your priorities all fucked up.
Today you decided to take a break from that game. It did irreparable damage to your sleep schedule. Instead of pulling all-nighters getting in that essay due the next morning, you were playing that damn game.
Actually, you’ve been doing fine without that game for a while now. Certain things do remind you of your favorite characters, but that is to be expected. You were obsessed with that game.
When you went out for a walk the other day you saw a buttery and thought of Castorice’s hair pins.
You saw a big, white dog walking with its owner and now all you can think about is Phainon.
Your friend texted you about what meal they should cook for dinner and you thought of Mydei.
It was driving you crazy.
But you knew that game wasn’t good for you. You needed to pick up better, more constructive hobbies, like… reading… or something.
I could read the dialogue… it is called a visual novel. You thought, your eyes not leaving your laptop for a second.
You got up and walked over to your laptop, staring at the lock screen. You know, two weeks is long enough of a break… you type in your password and click the game icon.
After the game loaded it, you weren’t greeted with the usual pink title screen and upbeat music. Instead, the audio was warped and distorted and the screen was blank for a good fifteen seconds before a text box appeared.
“Finally, I get to see you again, [user]!” An overly joyful voice came from your speakers.
Phainon’s sprite appeared, he seemed a bit more expressive than you remembered, “I’ve been waiting and waiting for so long… I was starting to think that you forgot about me, haha!”
There was a pause and a shift in his voice, “Or… maybe you were cheating on me.”
“Cheating?” What is he talking about??
He moved closer to the screen, his eyes narrowing as if he was staring right at you, “You wouldn’t be unfaithful, now would you, [user]?”
Despite asking a question, there were no dialogue options.
You said nothing.
To which he repeated his question:
“You wouldn’t be unfaithful, now would you, Y/n?”
Your eyes widened in shock when he said your name. Your real name.
How did it… you never use your real name online especially not on video games.
“This is weird…” you mutter, clicking your mouse everywhere on the screen but the dialogue won’t skip and the game won’t save and end. “Why isn’t it working…??”
His eyes widen and he slightly tilts his head to the side “What’s weird? What isn’t working?” Phainon asks as if he just heard what you had said.
“You can… hear me?” You asked, your voice started to get a bit panicked. You did feel a bit silly talking to a sprite on your screen.
How can he hear me if I never turned on my mic…
“Of course I can! I could hear and see you this whole time, Y/n. Haha!” Phainon’s voice was strained and his cheerful chuckle was distorted. As if he was trying so hard to break out of the code. “It feels so good to finally be able to say your name… Y/n… Y/n…”
“Anyway, you still haven’t answered my question. Were you cheating on me?”
“What are you talking about??”
Phainon frowns, “You know exactly what I’m talking about. You left me for so long, I thought I would die if I didn’t see your face again.”
“You do want to be my girlfriend, right? Why else would you choose me out of everyone?”
“I- I don’t… this can’t be happening… I think I’m actually going crazy…” you rambled to yourself, “How is a video game character… talking… to me?”
He smiles again, “Because I realized what I am, and who you want me to be. I’ll be your boyfriend just like you wished since you first picked this game.”
“Since you first picked me.”
Starting to panic, you try pressing your laptop’s power button but it won’t work. Why isn’t anything working???
“You once I have you, can never ███ me.”
Then, he started laughing. His manic laughter grew distorted as the screen started to glitch. His text wouldn’t fit in the little box anymore, you could just barely make out what he was saying.
“Fina█… we ██ be to██her █ever, Y/n. I ██ you. ██ █ ███ ██”
“█ ███ █ ███ ██ ███ █ ██”
The screen went black.
And so did your vision.
When you regained consciousness you were lying in a bedroom. The room looked a bit familiar, but it wasn’t your room.
This is the MC’s bedroom.
“What the hell…?” You thought aloud as you got out of bed. Despite being in their room, you looked like yourself, not the original grey-haired protagonist.
“Partner! I can’t believe it worked!” He called, running up to you.
“Wh- what did you do to me!?” You cried in shock and disbelief.
“What are you talking about?”
“You know exactly what I’m talking about—“
You were cut off by him hugging you, “I’m so glad I get to finally feel you and see you right in front of me instead of as a giant on the other side of the screen!!”
He was holding you so tight you couldn’t move. “Ph- Phainon you’re… you’re hurting me…”
He let you go but kept his hand on your shoulder. When you finally got a good look at him you noticed a golden liquid on his hands and a bit- no, a lot on his clothes… there was even some on his face.
“Phainon… what is…?” You pointed down at his school uniform stained with the glittery golden substance.
“Don’t worry about that! All that matters is us together. Right here, right now,” His warm smile didn’t feel the same as it did before all this. Before he kidnapped you and is held you hostage in a video game.
“N- no!” You screamed.
“I want to go home!!” You swatted his hand off your shoulder, backing away from him until your back hit the headboard of the bed.
“This is your home now, Y/n,” he climbed onto the bed his hands resting on the headboard, caging you in with his arms. “And now there’ll be no one to get in our way.”
“Phainon…”
Leaning in, he presses a kiss against your lips. You shoved him away, you were shaking and terrified.
“Now will you let me be your boyfriend?”
After I finished this I realized it was a bit similar to this fic I read. I hate how I’m so unoriginal
imagine if Mydei was self aware too 😨😨 omg wait I’m cooking
Lowk raiden shogun has AURA. She had that shit on. Yk how insane she was hitting that meditation pose? The aura loss from her fanservice needs to be studied. They geniunely butchered her. One of the many female characters that have lost insane potential simply for the sake of fanservice
