𖥔STELLAR𖥔

evil and conniving,, I do whateverrrr I want

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naviiii ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

STELLAR/STELLE 𖥔 17 𖥔 ANY PRNS

i like to ramble on about whatever my mind palace creates,,

warning for some dark themes like yandere content!!! DNI if ur uncomfortable ヽ(￣д￣;)ノ=3=3=3

requests=open + come talk to me!! 💛 I’d prefer it if you went into more detail with specifics on what you want haha. no hardcore NSFW/incest, racism, sexism etc… I only write gender neutral reader gommeneeee

𖥔 ݁ ˖ BLLK MASTERLIST

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😭😭😭 buny is everyone’s dada omg… He is not worth all those emojis 🤦🤦🤦 tch tch.., drop that zero and get yourself a hero!!! Me!!

but thaaankyou I love ur messages in my inbox tehe ♪(๑ᴖ◡ᴖ๑)♪

Working on that puppyboy req don’t you worry bout it…

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bllk boys pining after someone they rejected!

cw: toxic behaviour because yeaahh :)

𖥔 ݁ ˖ Big fan of the idea of them being obsessed after they reject you and suddenly their world is in shambles when you actually lose feelings.

You probably worked so hard, put so much time and effort into memorising your little speech: they mean so much to you and though you may not be perfect, you want to make them happy as can be! But instead of acceptance, your painstakingly crafted confession is torn down without a second glance.

Perhaps it was an accident and they were in a bad mood that day; perhaps you simply hadn’t caught their interest at that point; perhaps they genuinely got a kick out of seeing you follow them around like a desperate puppy.

Whatever the case, when you start pulling away, they immediately go on hyper alert wondering what they could do to win back your affection.

ISAGI goes into full-blown panic mode. How could he have fumbled that badly?! God, he’s so stupid!! Please, please, please say you’ll forgive him! He totally beats himself up over it, training to the absolute max (in the hopes you’ll notice and maybe tell him to take a break like you used to!), making sure he’s entirely at your service: bringing you water and snacks, always being the sweetest around you, refraining from cursing out anybody who dares look at you… He’s trying super hard, so won’t you come back to him? He just doesn’t know what to do without you. To his credit, Isagi is one of the more sane players to have this happen to. He knows if he pushes too hard you’ll just go further away so he’s extremely well behaved, at least until you let your guard down around him. He promises he’ll make it worth your while.

RIN is quite temperamental, he can admit that, so it really isn’t your fault that he in no uncertain terms told you to go away since you’re distracting him from his sports obligations (cause you just won’t leave his mind when he’s trying to concentrate. You evil darling!) Feeling crushed and on the cusp of tears, you leave, and Rin genuinely feels a guilt so intense it makes him feel sick to his stomach. He’s no better than that shitty Nii-chan of his, how could he do something like that to you? He has to make it up to you so then you’ll be happy, and in love with him, and won’t ever leave his side! It doesn’t show outwardly, but you’ll notice how people really start avoiding you whenever he’s around. His plan to earn your forgiveness is to merely get rid of all the lukewarm NPCs invading your life, ensuring he’s the only one you can talk to. You can’t get rid of him if no one else is around, right? Incredibly clingy, to the point of annoyance…

For HUGO, things are predestined from the start and nothing can change that. Whilst you weren’t hated by him, the famous ‘spark’ people say they experience when finding their fated partner was missing. Hugo is not one to refute the universe’s intentions, so he takes this as a sign he won’t ever find himself in love with you thus your efforts are a pointless endeavour. He isn’t outright awful to you, but neither is he reciprocating. Nevertheless, when you lose interest, his life suddenly feels more… empty. Why aren’t you there smiling at him like always? It feels like you’re going against your destiny to be with him- ah. So that’s what was bothering him. That’s alright then. He’ll just have to convince you that nobody else is right for you, that he’s your soulmate through and through. This means going on extensive monologues and spending all of his time with you, always touching you… Now, now. Don’t whine at him about personal space. He’s just making sure you’re following the right path, where it’s only him that lies at the end.

The title of worst when it comes to this might just have to go to KAISER. I can imagine him actually enjoying your tearful expression as he mocks and berates you for the umpteenth time this week, much to his own disgust. He’s some subhuman piece of shit, treating you like this… but he doesn’t hate it enough to stop apparently. However, this also makes him the most devastated when you pull away—just where do you think you’re going? You don’t love him anymore? Of course you don’t. Nobody does. He was lucky you put up with him for so long. Kaiser’s stuck in a void of rage and isolation for some time before finally coming to his senses. He’s got to prove that he’s worthy of your attention again. But it’s pretty off-putting when he suddenly goes from self absorbed and conceited to some suave, hopeless romantic. You’ll be completely at your wits end trying to figure out if he’s making fun of you again when he brings you gifts or calls you sickeningly sweet nicknames. However, Kaiser is still Kaiser at the end of the day, he’ll totally flip the switch if he catches you with someone else. Whatever he needs to do to get you to drop this nuisance, he’ll do it. Just… don’t leave him. His heart wouldn’t be able to handle it.

[stellarque]

will u write more of hugo :0 ?

coming soon but. erm. it’s another #evilstellar post he’s mentioned in… sorri anon I write fluff every once in a blue moon (;´д｀)

He’s kind of funny. Mildly.

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please 😭 more 😭 of 😭 yan! Bunny 😭 and 😭 his 😭 dear 😭 oshi 😭 PLEASEEEEEE 😭😭😭

Not sure if ur the same anon or a bunch of bunny nonnies decided to invade my inbox😊😊😊 but either way here ya go!!

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please more of bunny and idol reader 😵‍💫😵‍💫

based off this post!!

𖥔 already mentioned this, but he has quite the extensive merch collection of you. to a creepy degree. he posts his room on his fan account for bragging rights I guess.

𖥔 if anything sells out it’s probably him that bought all the stock. sorry to any of your other fans, but they just have to get good. maybe in the next life they can be some super millionaire football player…

𖥔 whenever bunny’s feeling extra horrible that day, you might have to continue the stupid idol act in the (dis)comfort of his house… he can’t help that you’re so darn cute. don’t break character now, it spoils the show! he’ll have to punish you for that later!

𖥔 he might enjoy you being hurt, finding a comfort in the shared misery of both of you, but won’t ever do anything too harsh. it’ll ruin your pretty idol face anyway.

𖥔 i don’t think he particularly cares if you love him back in the traditional sense, as long as you play along with the absurd nonsense he claims is his affection for you. if you’re quiet and pliable in his arms then that’s all he can really ask for. in contrast however, bunny also prefers you to be at least somewhat independent of him.

𖥔 it’s more fun that way, so he can keep watching you from a distance and you get to pretend your life is still normal. a win-win for everyone involved, don’t you think?

𖥔 in a similar fashion i don’t imagine he’s too interested in the whole kidnapping-hostage scenario. it just ruins the appeal in his opinion. besides, though he understands his feelings as mostly obsession, a tiny part of him is still in love with you. he, on the rare occasion, likes to think you’re with an awful man like him of your own accord.

𖥔 since idols don’t have a long shelf life in the business, the moment you retire is probably when he thinks of settling down with you—it’s not as if you have anywhere else to go, your work has practically isolated you from your relatives and it’s not like bunny is going to encourage healthy relationships with them. he can give you a life of comfort! so you’d probably be coaxed into living with him.

𖥔 if you’re not convinced, that’s when he’d probably use some underhanded methods to get you to stay: blackmailing, guilt tripping, it’s all on the table for him, but otherwise he’s rather… okay.

𖥔 i know he’s popularly thought of as some sadist but he really only strikes me as some depressed guy😭😭 you’re the first good thing that’s happened to him in a while, so he clings onto you. cheer him up please.

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more 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭bunny😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭iglesias😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭please😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

He’s really weird and offputting, it scares me anon…🧎🧎

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Yello.. Can you make that selkie nagi. ... Please.. 🤤

yessirrr here you go!!! 💛💛💛 Thank you for requesting!

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dreams about selkie nagi

cw: yandere content

𖥔 ݁ ˖ It’s a strange sight for sure, a giant white mass sitting on the edge of some nearby rocks. You being you, obviously has to go investigate like your life depends on it. Upon closer inspection, it’s a beautiful and super cute seal whose fur is as white as snow!

What a strange occurrence in these waters, you figured it’d be more of an arctic venturer but you aren’t complaining!

You don’t want to scare it off so you switch off the engine and slowly make your way towards it.

It’s sleeping peacefully without a care in the world, as if unafraid of any predators that may be lurking nearby. Especially one wearing a fisherman’s uniform and is currently making a beeline towards it.

You’re just about close enough when suddenly it opens its eyes, staring directly at you.

Internally you curse, and figure this’ll be the last time you see the creature because it’ll probably run off back into the sea. Except… it sort of just continues looking at you without moving a muscle.

With some bartering using some leftover fish from today, you manage to convince it to come closer towards you and you pat its head lovingly.

Over the course of a few days, all of a sudden your boat becomes a second home to the seal who often lies on the deck looking cute as ever.

For Nagi, you’re like a godsend. He doesn’t have to bother with wasting energy moving around, talking with others or even hunting his own food! He can sit around like a bum and live a perfectly normal life.

Besides you’re rather friendly and nice to be around. Really nice, actually. So nice that he doesn’t want to ever leave.

A strange feeling washes over him when he sees you, like he wants to hold you and kiss your little face. But in his seal form, he’s a little restricted in what he can do…

You know, if you steal a selkie’s skin, they’re forced to be bound to you in marriage? Nagi isn’t an idiot, he can tell your fascination with him goes beyond mere curiosity. It wouldn’t be too hard to provoke you into making a move. He can’t help but think that would be perfect; a perfectly happy ending for the both of you. He’s just got to convince you too.

He’s likely the only one able to become human like you, so I doubt his possessiveness would go out of hand like the other creatures. Enjoy your life of relative peace.

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team kindness is anything but…

cw: yandere themes, sadism (guess), emotional manipulation, possessive behaviour, ref to kidnapping

𖥔 ݁ ˖ You don’t get what people find so “kind” about those three.

It’s not like you can even complain about these problems to your friends because on the surface, they seem like the ideal boyfriends.

Nanase, feasibly, you can see how people come to that conclusion. A well mannered country boy who’s a bit of a born-yesterday type, who probably still thinks his grandparents are the absolute law of the universe. Such naivety has no place in Blue Lock, but here it is.

He’s so puppy adjacent when it comes to you. Call his name once and off he goes running, eager for your attention with a big grin on his face. He would never do anything to hurt you, the very thought makes his lips quiver and his voice shake and only you—yes, you!—can calm his breaking heart!! You can’t ever confront him on his behaviour, it’ll only end up with you having to comfort him through his tears.

You shouldn’t be deceived though, his real issue lies in his complete and utter complacency in the other two’s lunatic ways…

Speak of the devils, Isagi and Hiori have such good synergy on the field so it’s only natural that they’d get along equally as well off it. It’s what makes them so strong. If only they could stay there forever, two thirds of your troubles could disappear. They make Nanase appear like an angel.

If Isagi’s in a bad mood from losing a match or feeling overwhelmed by the general state of things, he can be so very mean to you… intentionally or not.

Although he also has his moments of domesticity. When he’s not under the typical football-induced mania found at the facility, he can be sweet or even tender at times. You can watch matches together all night long while he lays his head on your beautiful, beautiful thighs in relative peace. He can be good if you’re good in return, okay?

That all changes when Hiori comes into the picture though. With him, the two make quite the frightening duo of sadists who seem keen on destroying every semblance of normalcy in your life until they’re the only thing that remains.

Hiori initiates it but Isagi prolongs your suffering.

It’s almost animalistic the way the former will stare at you, poking at your skin with the sharp end of a fork just to see you wince in pain. All whilst maintaining a wide-eyed guileless expression on his face. At the very least he isn’t shy about disguising his fetish (unlike Isagi who always tries to act so innocent and come in as your saviour of sorts).

Still, you can’t help but lean into either one of their embraces. They unfortunately balance each other out rather well; a symbiotic relationship if you will.

If you want a break from the ruthless brutality of it all, Nanase is tooth-rottingly sweet. Someone who actually has moments of clarity amidst their shared delusions? Isagi. Quiet moments where you can unwind and pretend you’re elsewhere in the world? Hiori. Just ignore the sharp stabbing pain occasionally, okay?

It certainly doesn’t help that all three of these losers have weird attachment issues that require your 24/7 attention for them to not die.

The guilt tripping in this group is insane, and makes you question every instance where you may have used more force than necessary against them as inhumane acts of violence.

Good luck to the empaths out there, since you’ll practically be crying and throwing yourself in their arms every day since you didn’t immediately say morning to them within the nanosecond it takes to not piss them off. You’re so sorry you’re so stupid and you’re so lucky they’re so nice and forgiving—that they still manage to love you even after your abhorrent behaviour.

In the case that you have a bit more fight in you, that’s fine by them too! Egoists love a good challenge since it makes things more fun.

Nanase would be the first to break, whining at your feet pathetically. He just wants to be with you forever,, is that so bad of him? Why do you keep yelling and saying all these horrible things you surely don’t mean?

Hiori comforts him smoothly whilst Isagi tells you straight up to your face that you need to do something to make up for it. How awful of you. How cruel you are. Now, hurry up and get ready for a lunch date with them as an apology <3

And god forbid someone else shows an interest in you. They first have to humiliate whichever idiot thinks they’re worthy, and then their beloved darling for even allowing it to happen in the first place. If you don’t want to be punished again, you better steer clear of every other person in the world.

Hey, just be glad they don’t have the means to imprison you in a house so they can live their perfect family life without any distractions.

… Can’t say the same for their future selves though. Keep an eye out these next coming years.

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pls be nice to bunny 😊😊😇

I’ll be nice when he starts being nice to reader-chama 💢💢💢

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and for him? some duct tape perhaps?

𖥔 ݁ ˖ You suspect Hugo suffers from some sort of ailment that renders him physically ill if he doesn’t use his god given voice box to its fullest potential.

He doesn’t look it at first glance, but oh boy is he a chatterbox… you’ve never met someone so in love with the sound of his own voice (second only to you of course). Which is surprising considering when he appears generally unenthusiastic about anything and everything.

When you first met, you imagined him to be the cool headed, restrained sort of guy: minimalistic in speech because he’s too #nonchalant for that kind of thing.

What you weren’t expecting was for him to go:

“My heart went badump, badump the moment I saw you. We’re destined to be together.”

You almost couldn’t believe what you were hearing. I mean, Hugo, of all people?

“Your onomatopoeia is getting cuter by the day,” was your response to his darling confession and you’ve been inseparable ever since. Maybe you regret feeding into it at the time, because now he doesn’t ever seem to shut up.

See, it’s funny when directed at other people and you get to see their face crumple in defeat at Hugo’s cutthroat assessment of their abilities, but he could stand to have a little more grace when it comes to you—his partner!

Shame and embarrassment seem beyond Hugo’s limited repertoire of visible emotion so he doesn’t ever think of them.

As a result, he’ll happily divulge the details of your entire love story to anybody unfortunate enough to cross paths with him that day, and will do it to strangers on the street if you aren’t watching him closely!! No Hugo, we don’t have the time for this right now. Yes Hugo, that guy in a suit doesn’t want to hear some teenager’s babble on about their relationship whilst on his way to work. Yes, you’re sure, now hurry up before you beat his ass right now in the town centre.

He scoffs as if your request is absurd and some great intensive feat he’d have to accomplish. “I haven’t even got to the part where we first held hands-“

“Well, we’ve got a lot to do today so we’ll be leaving now!” You quickly interrupt him before he says anything else that puts you in a generational aura debt.

“But-“

“We’re leaving NOW!”

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Hi... Do you take requests.. If so.. MAKE MORE YAN! SEA BITCH RIN PLEASE 🤤🤤 I LOVED IT SO MUCH

based off this post!!

𖥔 i think we’ve established rin’s middle name is clingy in this universe, but i’ll reiterate: that boy does NOT let you go anywhere when you’re together. it’s a task made all the easier when you’ve got additional appendages, tentacles and whatnot. he isn’t above using force to get you to stay put right where he wants you!

𖥔 you will have to develop the arm strength of an olympian to pry him off you. but why would you wanna do That lmfao

𖥔 speaking of which, he likes when you have your hands on him. he’ll go perfectly still just to really focus on the sensation of your warmth against his cool skin

𖥔 he hates the idea of the others being around you, stealing your attention away from him, so you initially think he didn’t have any friends (quite true)

𖥔 still, he can’t avoid everryone forever… there are at least two mermen you come to know: Bachira is his usual peppy self whilst Isagi is a bit more cautious around you. humans don’t typically venture out to these waters so they thought you were some really deformed species or something. once you hang out some more, they have a cute, almost childlike wonder towards you that rin just hateesss (T_T)

𖥔 stop smiling at them, stop being so nice. that’s reserved for him only, don’t you get it?

𖥔 ur just excited at the prospect of a seafood buffet in your future

𖥔 he’d beeee mildly curious if you mention any human rituals of affection like kissing… he doesn’t see the point in such an action but that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t want to try shove his tongue down your throat some day

𖥔 rin doesn’t talk much but he enjoys listening to whatever happens in your daily life. dont get me wrong, he isn’t thrilled since it’s your life away from him but your voice is pleasant and you even let him hug (?), or wrap his tendrils, around your waist as you regale him with tales of your travels—so it’s not all bad he convinces himself.

𖥔 wait. sorry. did he mishear. did you just say someone is trying to court you.

𖥔 you couldn’t convince him to let you leave his abode until the sun rose the next day. he’s such a baby sometimes, but if you can put up with it he’s as sweet as pie.

𖥔 even with nii-chan’s warnings, i don’t think he’d be bothered by your intentions should they come to light. yes of course you want to devour him, that’s what love is all about! sae is just being a sore loser anyway since you treat his younger brother with more compassion than him… right.

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i luv ur ideas... pls continue writing more fics!! <⁠(⁠￣⁠︶⁠￣⁠)⁠>

Thankyou anon!!!!! (〃ω〃) I will try my best haha 💖💖💖

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bunny and his fav oshi <3

cw: yandere themes, suicidal ideation, parasocial relationships, bunny himself is a warning

𖥔 ݁ ˖ He first stumbles across you after stealing Sae’s phone and seeing your face trending online… what a cute smile you had, it made him even more suicidal than usual (which is pretty par for the course for someone like him)! But that’s mostly it.

In all honesty, he finds the whole concept of idols to be a repulsive display of restraint: hiring attractive people to sing and dance for a stadium of fans who gawk at them like fresh pieces of meat, it’s all so pathetic and totally not his thing!

Which makes his later obsession with you all the more baffling.

It starts off innocent enough. Out of sheer boredom, he decides to look up some info about you and to his irritation, your life story is just as adorable as you are. An up-and-coming idol finally getting the recognition they deserve, bla bla blah… it makes him sick, he thinks as he clicks on article after article.

Before he knows it, he makes side accounts for every social media platform in existence solely to follow you and stare at your photos for hours on end.

Sure, he could’ve used his own, but perhaps a more subtle approach would work in his favour. Not sure how he’d be able to cover up a famous footballer’s account with millions of followers anyway.

It’s the first time in a long time he’s felt so alive. There’s a strange exhilaration to be found in his devotion as you’re his first thought when he wakes up and his last when he falls asleep. He really is consumed by the thought of you.

It puts his whole yearning for death thing on pause, because you’d probably be devastated with him gone, right?

Bunny’s there, front row and centre, at each and every single one of your concerts, always with that unnerving smile of his plastered on his face. He’s taken so many videos to the point he’s had to buy extra phones just to keep up!

Don’t even mention the signed album cover with your name neatly written in pen, he’s already daydreamed about it being printed on a marriage certificate.

He blackmails convinces Sae to help him book one of those fan meet and greet events where you get to hold your idol’s hand, and because he loathes you so much (did he mean to say love??) he of course had to run straight towards you, ignoring the other members of the group.

They’re nobodies anyway, he skips over any verses in songs that don’t have you singing them.

It’s certainly comes as a surprise for you that your biggest fan is some 6’3 giant from overseas, but money is money or so your manager says, so you keep up with the fan service like remembering his name, smiling at him and thanking him for coming, etc, etc. It’s weird though, you wonder how anyone has this much time to spare.

You suppose it could be worse. Bunny isn’t all that bad… he isn’t very talkative, as a matter of fact he’s a bit offputting, but hey, fans can get nervous in front of their beloved idols. You chalk it up to him being quirky.

Though, I think what would really get him going is if your whole sweet persona was a lie, and he sees it firsthand when he begins to get a bit more touchy for comfort. He almost doesn’t recognise the voice that escapes your mouth as you call him a creep and to stop coming to see you unless he wants to be blacklisted from your events.

… Well, how can he resist such a bold declaration from his beloved? Really, you’re just too stupid for words, he’s so enamoured by you. Bunny’s got money and fame far beyond whatever meagre scraps your company gives you so if you want to play like that, he’ll gladly reciprocate. He’ll make you wish you were dead.

And if you dare try to leave the industry (unless it’s to be with him), he’s got a plan for that too! You won’t like how it ends! So be a good oshi and keep being cutesy for him, okay?!

[light-of-dei]

being loki's infected lover in a zombie apocolypse . . . at first, you stayed inside the tents because he was afraid of your slowing reflexes getting you hurt even further, but then your camp got scavenged one night, and he was more afraid of other people getting to you and hurting you than he is of the zombies. thankfully, they left you unharmed that one time.

as you slowly lose ability to function and become more instinctually aggressive, he has to gag and restrain your arms. it was fine at first, you had some shreds of awareness still, though rapidly wavering, loki was able to spoon you to sleep. his grip tight and unyielding around your torso, his legs tangled around yours.

he took care of you, to the best of his ability while you were restrained. he gave you water from a different container, boiled and filter. he still shared his meals with you, most of your conversations over dinner were him trying to reminisce on memories before the apocolypse befell you two, to an easier time where you'd cling to him and he holds you and you two laughed together and at each other.

sometimes he sleeps in a different room than you at night so you wouldn't see what he looks like when he's weak and broken, mourning the you who he'll soon lose as well, right down his fingertips.

eventually, you became too aggressive to even get close to. until loki found those groups of people who scavenged your camp, bleeding out with a limb missing...

you were calmer after your meal.

calm enough that he could at least get close and gag you again. you still thrash and squirm around, but not as violently as before.

...it gives him an idea on how to keep you like this for longer.

[envy-of-the-apple]

Near Escape

Dark!Michael Kaiser x reader

Word Count: 2.5k

Kaiser always liked messing with you, but you didn't think he’d take things so far.

(Warnings: noncon kissing, noncon touching, threats, power imbalances, yandere)

Working for Bastard München was a dream come true. 

You’d been a soccer fan all throughout your life. You even played a bit in high school, though your talent never got you far. Nevertheless, your passion for the game lasted all throughout middle school, high school, and college. It was how you got to work for one of the greatest teams across the globe. 

Seeing Noel Noa in person nearly made you faint, but your fellow managers kindly assured you it was a pretty common feeling. That was another thing you enjoyed about the league: everyone was so nice and friendly. 

Except for one person. 

The coach blew out the final whistle just as the ball flew into the net. The practice game was over, and there was one clear winner. Kaiser’s grin was feral as his team crowded around him, celebrating his amazing shot. It was an incredible play; you could hardly believe he pulled it off. Despite your reservations about the guy, he was incredible on the field. 

You wish he could just stay on it forever. 

The team gathers on the sidelines to take their much-deserved breaks. You’re quick to get to work, trailing behind the other managers as they begin to pass out towels and water bottles to the players. You make a beeline to Ali. He’s the biggest talker on the team; everyone hates being near him once he gets going. Maybe if you can get Ali to ramble about birds or something, he might not be too keen on bothering you. 

He steps in front of you. You nearly collide with his chest. He’s so tall, you have to crane your neck up just to look him in the eyes. You think that he especially enjoys that. His blue eyes sharpen with delight. 

Kaiser tilts his head. “Got anything for me?” 

You look down at the water bottle and towel in your hands. Accepting defeat, you hand them over. His fingers brush over yours deliberately. As always, Kaiser makes a show of it. He languidly wipes at his neck and face. He downs the water like it’s liquid gold. Just when you’re about to attend to the next player, he snaps his fingers. 

Reluctantly, you look back at him. 

“Thanks.” He tosses you the towel. You barely manage to catch it. 

He pats your shoulder just before he passes you. “What would I do without our sweet little manager.” 

His tone is so condescending that you feel yourself heat up from embarrassment. Out of all the team managers, you’re the only one he calls that. 

Players aren’t supposed to return towels to managers; they’re supposed to put them in the bin. Kaiser, however, treats you more like his servant than as your actual job title suggests. You have to ball up your anger as you trek to the rag bin. 

One of your fellow managers gives you a sympathetic smile. You toss the dirty rag and grab another water bottle. 

“That bad, hm?” She asks. 

“No, just the usual amount of shitty.” You mutter. 

“He’ll get better,” she tries to assure. “He just needs a bit more time, since you’re new and all.” 

Yeah, more time. 

They’ve been saying that for the past year and a half.

You’re not sure why Kaiser has a hyperfixation on you. You’re pretty average, all things considered. Despite your normalcy, Kaiser has made it his personal mission to whittle you down. 

Everyone has acknowledged his behavior as abnormal. He’s never picked on any of the non-players of the team. He used to pretend they never existed until you came along. 

He’d make jabs at your clothes, ghost touches that lingered on inappropriate if he was any slower, and that dreaded title: ‘sweet, little manager’. 

“Ignore it.” Another fellow manager comes up to tell you. “He’ll stop eventually.” 

You shrug. You glance out the corner of your eye. 

Kaiser’s already staring at you. His grin is infuriating. 

“Yeah,” you say, “eventually.” 

~

You’ve talked to Noel Noa twice in your life. 

First: the day you got hired.

Second: the day you turned in your resignation. 

He’s still staring long after you stopped rambling. His stare is so heavy, practically crushing you, and yet you can’t tell what he’s thinking. Even as he studies you from his chair, he still feels bigger than you. 

He’d stepped down from playing a couple years ago, but even as head coach of the team, he’s yet to lose his intimidating stature. 

“Are you sure about this?” He finally asks, 

Noa has yet to glance at the slip you dropped on his desk. You drafted your resignation letter with a bold black pen and the neatest handwriting you could. He barely acknowledged it.

“I am.” You tell him. “Thank you for the opportunity. I’ll forever be grateful for all the experience I learned from this team.” 

It sounds rehearsed because it is rehearsed. You practiced in the mirror, mouthing the words over and over so you wouldn’t flail in front of Noel Noa. 

He only tilts his head, scanning you up and down. You wonder what he’s searching for. 

“Did anything particular happen that made you want to resign?” He prompts. 

You think of blonde hair with bright blue tips. A blue rose. 

“No.” You smile with tight lips. “Nothing at all.” 

He doesn’t believe you. You can tell. 

“It’s a shame to see you go.” He says anyway, standing up and reaching out his hand. “You were a wonderful asset for this team.” 

“Thank you so much, Sir.” 

You shake his hand with all the confidence you can muster. You loved this team. You really did. 

But it wasn’t worth it. 

He wasn’t worth it. 

~ 

When you leave the office, you aren’t surprised to find Kaiser waiting for you. 

He’s leaned against the wall, watching with sharp eyes as you continue to stare at the ground. Stupidly, you hope that if you continue to ignore him, he might not try to start anything. 

If anything, that makes him more eager. 

“Hey hey.” He grabs your arm, forcing you to stop. “Where do you think you’re going?” 

Your lips curl into a sneer, but you’re forcing it back down. 

“Kaiser, I have work.” Your voice is quiet even to your own ears. It prompts Kaiser to lean down closer to your face. 

“Hm? What’d you say?” His grin is even wider. 

You try to pull away, but he’s crowding you against the wall, lightly pushing at you. You're forced to take a step back, then another, then another until your back hits the tile. 

“I don’t have time for this.” You say, just as quiet. The bite in your words is mute. He relishes this. Kaiser grins, showing white teeth that glint. 

“Aw, C’mon.” He mockingly pouts and you bite your lip. “You were in the coach's office for a while. I was getting worried.” He cocks his head, assessing you. 

“You didn’t get in trouble or anything, did you?” 

“No,” you say firmly, “Stop it. I need to go–” 

“Go where?” He prods, and you feel his hand rest on your upper thigh, daring to creep up. 

You freeze. 

He’s saying something else, but all you can think of is his fingers drifting over your thigh. He gives a firm squeeze. 

“Get the fuck off me.” 

You push him away. He stumbles back. It’s not strength that gets him off of you. Your burst of anger just surprised him. He’s used to your meekness, willingness to be pushed around. You use it to your advantage, immediately turning away before he can say anything else. 

He doesn’t follow. You don’t hear the second echo of footsteps as you walk off. Relief singes at your fingers. 

Just for a moment, just for a peek, you glance back. 

He’s still standing right where you left him. 

His smile is gone. 

~

For the next few days, things are strangely peaceful. 

There’s no more beratement from Kaiser. You never suffered any more unwanted touches or annoying quips. It was like you were completely erased from his world. 

You weren’t complaining. For the first time in a while, you actually looked forward to working with the entire soccer team, rather than just huddling with the other non-players. It was a nice change of pace. 

It’s a shame the change only happened right when you were leaving. 

A few days before you officially left, your little team of managers promised you a farewell party. You were looking forward to it. One last hurrah with your co-workers before you move into a new section of your life. 

Things were finally looking up. 

After hours, the club is pretty quiet. Most players just want to shower and go right home. You know, some like to stay behind to do a little more practice, but this is mostly when staff use the time to reorganize locker rooms and such. 

You like working alone. Someone else was with you earlier, but you’d kindly waved her off, insisting you could handle it. It was less than an official storage room and more of a closet. You stood in front of the equipment, your trusty clipboard in hand. Someone mentioned that the team was running low on some items. You might have to edit some orders if they were true. 

Loud footsteps echo behind you. You pay them no mind. Probably a coach. A player who’d forgotten their bag. 

They stop right behind you. You don’t even bother to look. 

“I’ll be just a second.” You tell them, assuming they wanted to set up some cones for last-minute drills. 

“You’re leaving?” 

Your fingers tighten on the clipboard. 

Slowly, you turn to look at Kaiser. He’s still in his uniform. The smell of sweat and rubber is faint in the air. His breaths are slow as he glares down at you. Your eyes trail to his hand. 

Your resignation letter is crumpled in his hand. 

Something keeps strumming through your arms and legs. You want to fidget: shake your leg, flex your fingers. You feel nervous, though you aren’t sure why. 

“Yes.” You respond as curtly as you can. “But that’s none of your business–” 

“The fuck it is.” He crowds you, forcing you to back up into the storage room. 

You’ve seen Kaiser angry before. On the field, or with his teammates. Never at you. There’s no reason to be angry at you. In his world, you barely exist. 

Kaiser wasn’t angry. 

That’d be too tame a word to describe him. 

His blue eyes almost glow with the way he looks at you. Kaiser has always forced you to feel many things: embarrassment, discomfort, anger, and frustration. 

Not fear. Never fear. 

Until now, at least. 

“You think you can just run from me?” He asks, but you don’t think he’s talking to you. His voice sounds rampant, unfocused. “You think there’s somewhere you can escape to? That I’d just let you walk away from me?” 

The way he speaks makes something awful grow into the pit of your stomach. His tone is vile, possessive, and something else you’d rather not name. You feel small, like you’re a toy a child is no longer allowed to play with anymore. 

You open your mouth, and then his lips are on yours. 

There’s no softness, no gentleness. Kaiser is nothing but harsh and full of teeth. By the time you’re able to pull away, your lips are sore and bitten. 

He lets you stumble back, reaching up to wipe your blood off his lips. 

You should’ve taken that time to run, but you can’t. Your feet feel like they’re cemented into the ground as you continue to stare at him. Your lips sting. Something burns across your face as he advances forward. 

You should’ve run. Even as he shut the door behind you two with a final thud, you knew that. 

The tiny sliver of light barely gives you a glimpse of his figure before you feel him against your chest, shoving you against the wall. 

“What are you doing?” It’s all you can say, all you can think. “Kaiser–what–what are you doing–” 

“It’s my fault,” he says, but it sounds more like he’s talking to himself than talking to you, listening to the words form in his mouth. “I was too lenient on you. Everyone else saw it, and I thought that was enough.” 

There’s a click of his tongue. “It’s clear you need to have some things spelled out for you.” 

Fingers crudely snap in your face. You flinch, trying to back up against the wall, but there’s nowhere to run. Maybe that was the case from the first moment he saw you. 

“Here’s how things are gonna go: You aren’t leaving. You are never leaving me. The minute you try, I’m dragging you right back kicking and screaming.” 

You wordlessly stare back at him. Kaiser isn’t finished. 

“If you want to try, I’ll make you understand just how hard things will get for you.” 

The threat is clear and laced with venom that stings. You stop breathing, but your timid fear isn’t enough for Kaiser. 

He leans into your space, lips right at your ear. 

“Do you understand?” 

Something about his tone makes your body snap up at attention. You close your eyes and nod, pressing yourself further up against the wall. 

“Okay.” You find yourself saying. “I–I won’t….okay.” 

You keep your eyes closed until you no longer feel him breathing down your neck. Even then, he doesn’t let up on his closeness. Strangely, his presence feels smaller, like he’s slowly calming down. You can still feel the rage emanating from his body, but the heat is a bit more bearable. 

“Better.” He tells you. You flinch as he lightly pats your cheek, like you were some rowdy mutt. 

“There’s this new restaurant that just opened up. It's too Americanized for me, but the food’s pretty good. Wanna go?” 

You blink at him. He’s back to how he acted just hours ago, slightly leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets, casual with the slightest hint of a playful tease. 

How was he so casual about this? Why was he so unafraid? The minute you got out of here you planned on reporting him until he got arrested. You should have done that weeks ago, but why was he so confident you wouldn’t. 

You glance down at his shoes. Yours were cheap, but you took care of them as much as you could. You wanted them to last. His were rugged and muddy and barely held together, but the brand was expensive. It probably cost an entire month of your salary. He’d easily buy another pair. 

Ah, that was why. 

That’s why the other managers brushed off his harsh words even though they edged on harassment. That’s why you still hesitate to say anything even though you desperately want to. You’re just a Pawn on the chessboard. 

Kaiser is the King. 

When you give a wordless nod, Kaiser preens, satisfied. He wraps an arm around your shoulder, jostling you to his side as he drags you out of the suffocating closet. You shrink under his hold, reluctantly following along as his head dips into the crook of your neck. 

“Should’ve done this sooner. Everything's so much easier now that you understand,” he says, his voice muffled by your neck.

“After all, what would I do without my sweet, little manager.”