yandere, abuse, malnourishment, gas-lighting, drugging mention, sadism, power differences
dedicated to @yandere-romanticaa
“... Looks like this little individual needs a quick refresher on the new, exciting laws I laid out for a stubborn, vile mutt like you, [Surname]. You agree, don’t you?”
Riddle’s breathy grins grows even more sinister by each spurred word. The more he muses over the awaited punishment to pair off with your improper deeds that moment, the more cruel the sadistic glint in his ruby, lustrous eyes gets. You’re such a pest, right below the very dirt under his endowed feet. Playing off the charade of a displeased ruler when he’s up high in the clouds discovering another fault in your stupid actions. You see the way he sneers at his lackeys every minute of the day to pass the time, it’s no surprise that you too, are getting scolded for the poor performance you display daily for him.
How pitiful.
Clumsy when it comes to coordination, deficient listening skills, unable to do the mundane of things - you have to be told to do it right rigorously in order for you to actually take the time to fix your shitty mistakes.
And despite every harsh word he’s inflicted upon you, you’re still his favorite (one to belittle) judging by the after care he bestows upon you after the harsh discipline ... or is it being provided just to give you some more false hope to cling onto as you’re being pulled deeper into a wonderland full of despair? Whatever the case may be, you’d have a hard time speaking up against the prefect, knowing full well it would’ve been “off with your tongue !” as consequence.
All everyone knows, including you, is that he thoroughly enjoys reprimanding wrongdoers, relishing every second of their misery.
... But fair not, do not get this treatment twisted one bit, this is to shape you into a better ... proper student. He is doing his part seriously as your beloved senior, showing you the welcoming ropes around the dormitory, Heartsbyul, even if it is a bit too constricting around your limbs. It is important to learn the appropriate way now than never. This is a method he has dealt with personally for his entire life, you’re getting the same bitterness he was forced to take since childhood - not allowed the warmth of a caretaker, the sweetness of a strawberry tart, and the welcoming arms of a home. What a callous joke.
All he knows is that this is working.
Why wouldn’t it be if this has been successful in his lineage for ages?
“I’ll go over them slower than usual, don’t want to overwork your brain ... you’re lucky I’m patient with you. Let’s get along well for sure now, yes? Now, where should we begin ...”
“Do not make me repeat after myself.”
There’s always heavy malice laced in his name when being whispered among the students, he knows this - and is quick to shut down said rumors by a single snap. Easy fix. But you on the other hand, don’t you dare say anything negative about him. It’s different when the person he supposedly loves, to speak of him like that. He may even consider actually cutting off your tongue if it comes to that. It won’t bother him much, he’ll still love you even if you cannot respond to his questions. Perhaps maybe he’ll love you even more?
Riddle reigns - and everyone abides, for his word holds the kingdom’s structure up after all. There is no ill intentions behind his crude actions … but that does not justify every single decision made. Because all choices are painfully hefty when at the hands of the Queen’s laws, there will be many storms and anguish brewing throughout the relationship - for you that is. Just know that the authority has always been him. You can question all you want as his loyal partner, be it known, the man will stick through his ruling no matter the consequences. Until someone proves him wrong, he guesses.
Long term dedication on changing his ways cannot reach his untamed heart. As do the rest, he kills mercilessly - precious and all. The love he has in store for you is frankly the wrong kind because he feels inclined to bring you down: your soul, your hopes, your dreams, everything shall all come crashing down along with the rest of the kingdoms. Everything, will soon come falling into place.
‘Accidents’ can be overlooked if it is the first time, there should be no reason for you to casually make a mistake another time. Was it because you were given no discipline? Is it because people do not learn until they are punished properly? Well that had to be the case, the others know better than to mess up in general. This is why you have to cherish those merciful words he bestows rarely upon you, and quickly fix up any errors.
“You must not take off that collar.”
Yes, the fact that you aren’t a magic user is already let known amongst everyone in this academy since day one - it is not difficult to lay out the principle that he is the one in control here. Everyone knows that, and you should too... if you treasured the silly thing you called, freedom. But can you really call it that when everything falls under his authority?
Still, you’re not getting away from wearing one of those collars. In fact, he has a personalized one made just for you that you should be wearing at all times. It’s just a little touch to let everyone know that you’re off-limits, a silent declaration of war on those who even dare try to approach something that is his - shall be met with a detrimental fate. If anyone is curious to know, well, they can try it for themselves. No one is technically stopping them from talking to you anyways. In fact, not far off to say Riddle wants someone to provoke him. He wants to prove how very wrong they are, and show you that you don’t want to involve anyone else in this mess, do you?
He doesn’t view you on his level. No, he doesn’t see anyone on the same level as his. You’re just much, much lower than the usual... which is strange if you are considered his favorite student. Not even the typical wrongdoers get this bad of a treatment, just you.
Dare bring the unfairness up, he’ll surprisingly answer without any hesitation - ignoring all the justifications of yours. “Because I feel like it.” Riddle doesn’t try to hide it, there’s no need to, and for you to carelessly ask him such question like that out of nowhere is already out of line.
“You are to take any punishment you deserve.”
There’s a reason why you don’t try to make it even worse by getting on his bad side, intentionally at least. When he’s enjoying your light suffering, the penalties are surprisingly much more tamed than when riddle is throwing a crazed fit at somebody’s disobedience. Times like that, is when he’s absolutely feral on making you feel worthless, disgusting, every unfavorable trait. This can range from starving you for up to a week, isolating you from everyone including him for god knows how long, and even drugging you with the treats Trey had baked and laced. They’re delicious in the beginning, yes, but then you slowly start to heat up and feel ... strange.
Everything starts to get hot. You’re getting restless, fidgety, panting, staring up at him dumbfounded, as if you were waiting for him to move. His gaze sweeps down to see your current state. A faint smirk tugs at the lips, the effects are working efficiently - and he only turns his attention away to talk with the others. The obvious desperation in your eyes and body, are deliciously divine - if only you acted affectionate like this sober, then maybe this whole post would’ve been altered drastically.
Does he help you out with this in the end? Most certainly not, he leaves your dependent self on the cold floor, deal with this incident yourself. Look where your misplaced actions have gotten you, and now you must face it head on... troublemakers, won’t get the justice they think they have merited.
But even then, those are tamed. The more you get stubborn, the more cruel the bastard gets. The frustration boiling deep within his soul, shall be solved in unethical ways, the pristine tears you shed, caused by riding crops, are much equally a desirable reward as your compliance.
“You aren’t going to say something after to let me know that you understand?”
You whimpered as the pressure on your stomach increases the farther he pushes down with his pricey shoes. The answer is already perched at the tip of your tongue, but you’re finding it hard to push it right out - feeling the penetrating glare of the ruler’s accompany the stinging pain from your abdomen, and you most certainly sense the piteous stares of the onlookers who are forced to watch this sudden display.
You are just a prime example of what happens when someone disobeys.
“I’m waiting.”
A snide comment, coming from yours truly.
You have to answer all sorts of inquiries from him within thirty seconds, or another law has been broken. It seems as if you’ve dragged the time way past the minimum, but he’s merciful enough to give you a second chance again. You think you have it worst amongst everyone, think again. You had so many opportunities to mend any faults, but you chose to gamble them away heedlessly - for exemption.
Exemption, oh, the thought of that always makes him crack up.
“Y-Yes...”
See, there’s an obvious improvement in your actions. Well, besides the obvious tremble in your voice as you gathered all the courage in your guts to answer his rhetorical question.
“A wise choice.”
Riddle’s laughs sound frightening empty. Why have you sighed in relief after his answer, you think you’ve just entered the safe zone... How desperate can you possibly be?
He was never done with you.
“Pleased, I say, but - you haven’t completely earned forgiveness. Why don’t you get on your bare knees, and beg for it all night? Because from what we both know, I still have yet to believe you that easily.”
Somewhere along the line, the pain had faded into a prevailing feeling of emptiness, or perhaps that was an after effect of how he’d conditioned you. ‘Don’t wince, don’t scream, don’t cry’ he’d command as he did such unspeakable things.
“This is what happens when you don’t do what I say, pet.” He chastised, his tone far too beguiling and amused considering the blood pooling from your wound and the sound of bones clicking out of place. Polished loafers pressed into the back of your head, digging your nose further into the ground and cutting off your oxygen. You winced, trying not to struggle despite the gash in your side and the way he twisted your leg with his free hand.
You winced, but held your tongue.
Muzan chuckled darkly, pushing harder against your head. You bit your tongue, blood bathing your lips a crimson red to match your open wounds. “Did you really think you can get away from me?”
“N-no…”
Your answer was quick and just as repentant, but he could smell your fear all too well. You’ve grown into a wonderful pet, but you could never hide the way your heart cowered when he so much as looked at you.
“Is that so? I do believe you need a proper punishment, however…” He idly pulled on your leg, bending it from its natural position as if it were only a doll limb. As if you didn’t need it in the first place. “Any thoughts on one befitting your offense?”
“I…I’ll take a-any punishment you… think fits… m-master…”
His smile sent shivers down your skin even when you couldn’t see it.
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You both have been mutually interested in each other after having been put in the same classes for a while now, always caught staring and blushing awkwardly when interacting with one another, though never having the time to actually get to know each other. And it’s not until Josuke gathers the mental fortitude to pin after you officially when Okuyasu and Koichi encourages their buddy into doing so, does it all happen. You accept his offer of catching a bite together at the edge of town, at Trattoria trussardi willingly, much to the boy’s pleasure ! Wow, you - you didn’t even hesitate in your answer, that makes him extremely happy to think about.
Instantly, you’ll join in on their little gang. activities, hangouts, anything that has a gathering, you’re automatically invited by default - he would love if you’d get along with his close friends. But at the same time, he’s careful to not overdo it, there must be some time where the two of you should be able to bond and not worry about others ... It would be weird to only hang out with his partner during gatherings. Luckily they understand, so it’s no problem whisking you away from everyone else if he so feels like it. Arcades, cafes, convenient stores, there are all sorts of places you tend to chill in each other’s presence - the usual. Okuyasu just hates it when Josuke coos and beams constantly at how precious his lover is - like damn, it’s making him jealous that he has a relationship.
A typical, healthy relationship.
You know, the usual cute, maybe cringy at times in the eyes of strangers, you’re both really just excited for the near future ...
And it’s not until further down, where you’ve been caught up in the town’s mysteries along with him, does it ultimately escalate for the worse in your case.
Whether or not you have a stand, he’s very anxious on letting you join them on their excursions. Bring up how Shining Diamond can easily fix you up without any repercussions, he’ll argue how you’re being a little selfish if you’re willing to throw away your safety because of the benefits of his stand. It causes a couple mishaps between you two ... but ultimately not enough to tear you two apart. You’d even start to understand his concerns after getting seriously hurt yourself a couple of incidents.
And you’re a little desperate when he wouldn’t even spare you a glance to your wailing, injured self to show you a small lesson on what would happen if he weren’t there with you.
I:
“W-W... Wait, it ... hurts ... p-please.”
You’re full-on begging, for him to come and rescue you from this agonizing pain, to at least look in your direction. Face drowning in tears, you made a pitiful attempt on using your twisted, crippled legs to crawl towards the only source that can relieve you of your pain.
Josuke.
He settles for a brief sigh.
Your cries were unbearable to listen to, but with some self reassurance, he’s able to glance at your pathetic form with nothing more than a small grimace, but still a look of understanding at why he wasn’t currently trying anything to relieve your state. Lengthy legs bending down enough to where you were able to see apologetic sky blue orbs, though they seem to be clouded in deceit - you felt some sort of relief now that he was staring at you.
He doesn’t see nothing wrong with this.
“You see, hon? I won’t always be there to help you, you can’t always depend on me to rescue you - do understand why I don’t want you to involve yourself in our problems? You weren’t meant for this ... ”
“I p-promise, I won’t ... involve myself like that ever again.”
Be careful what you say.
By that, he’s holding you accountable now to your own words if you try something terribly stupid like this again, but nonetheless pleased to hear the discernible defeat in your voice. That is what he wants. you’ve done a good job, he murmurs - finally cradling you into his arms, providing you with the relief you’ve been starved of.
“I’d knew you’d understand ! Okay hon, sorry about that, let me get rid of those troublesome injuries now.”
Great ! He doesn’t have to worry about you so much now that you’ve been persuaded to stick to your normal life, this town is not any safe now that he knows there are stand users around each corner. And that’s not the only worry Josuke has, it’s honestly a little hard to follow through at times when seeing you at the corner of his eye during school hours - itching to say hi, but no ... he has to limit contact for now. This is only temporary, only to let enemies not know of his connection to you.
You’d think that it can’t get any worse than that.
Unfortunately, that thought cannot last any longer when he recalls back on how he’d endangered his own mother ... and grandfather for simply getting caught in this ... mess, no matter how careful he’d been. Life is uncertain, so is your self-proclaimed safety. The amount of times you try to reassure that you’re fine does not make even a dent.
What lies have you stuffed in your head? Something is bound to happen to you, and he doesn’t like the mere thought of it.
He remembers Yukako being a bit ill in the head when it comes to her supposed relationship with Koichi. Josuke’s seen the terrifying ways she’s shown her love for the boy, kidnapping, aggressively displaying acts of possessiveness, and more ... Hell, not too long ago he’d even threaten her to try and mistreat his friend again - he’d kill her. And he probably still would attempt to if he sees her stray near you for too long, but it’s highly unlikely anyways ... You seem to stay near your close friends. Friends that he has personally brought aside to check their intentions, he isn’t going to risk that too.
But you know what, after having fallen in love with you, his opinions had altered entirely. The idea of keeping you safe away from the dangers in Morioh is so, so very tempting, but he still wouldn’t console Yukako about it at all. No way, he still feels uneasy just by being around her ... and so he’d have to take matters into his own hand. Inviting you to what seems like a normal hang out at his place, and it essentially was. A little apartment, quite big for the two of you though, so you two got to flip through a lot of tv channels, smash buttons on controllers, and even shared a meal he tried to impress you by for the first time !
Guaranteed that he refused to let you near the kitchen, you don’t pay any heed since you’re just that excited ... It’s been a while since you two have actually bonded. He’d been so adamant about ‘protecting’ you all this time. It’s good to see him enjoy himself for once, or so you assumed. The proud smile he flaunted at you as he placed the plate of steaming pasta in front you, err ... he’s learned the recipe from Tonio, he doesn’t want to disappoint.
He doesn’t, thankfully. the dinner sure hit the spot, you’d beam brightly, it was so good that you were getting weirdly sleepy ... Must be the amount of food you ate today. This is when he convinces you to stay the night, it’s already dark - you already know how he is with letting you walk alone outside at such dangerous hours. Prodding you to come have a deep sleep in his arms, you need yourself a nice rest ... how could you not jump onto his bed, and not fall asleep feeling his fingers run through your hair softly.
... You woke up without much disturbance to your sleep, no usual toss and turns. In the same place, surprisingly, though a slight change. Josuke was still there, enveloped in his welcoming arms, able to feel his chest rise, and fall. You’re a little groggy this morning, head throbbing lightly as you try and shift to a more comfortable position. though, moving slightly made you realize that you couldn’t move your left leg much, it seems to be halted by ... something. Your movement causes the boy to wake up naturally, eyes blinking a couple of times to adjust to the light spilling out of the blinds.
... Then he’d meet the absolute terror in your eyes. ahh, so you grasped the situation.
You’d try and scream, but he is quick to muffle those noises by hastily placing his palm over your mouth.
He reassures you that you are alright by planting a firm kiss right on top of your forehead, like you told him not too long ago. there might be quite a drastic change in your schedule, but you love him a lot. You’ll get through this together, with him, you’re strong ... You two are no different than any couple. This is just how it’ll be for a little while, that is until you get used to cohabiting with him.
So stop bawling out for someone, you’re really getting on his nerves the more you plead to be let go - are you crazy. “Come on baby, stop being difficult,” he ushers, “I have lots of your favorite things here too. It’ll feel like home in no time.” Your favorite snacks are stuffed in the cupboards, video games you’d easily binge for hours are stacked neatly on top of each other near the tv, some clothes he’s prepared for you - and has made it his goal to gather your other belongings from your place for another day - it’ll all come together.
Again, this is all for you, for your protection. and to go and throw it all away for the sake of ‘freedom’ is so laughable ... You think he’d respect that? ... No dignity.
II:
“ ... This is the second time i’ve gone and caught you trying to sneak out the house again, hon.” His annoyed murmurs are somewhat composed, but the tightening grasp on your arm was not, you’d whimper as the pressure increases within seconds. Josuke always been gentle with you, you’ve been a good lover for a couple weeks now, and was eventually allowed to wander around the apartment under his supervision.
Times like these, however, is when his uncivil side appears.
You did this to him.
You betrayed him.
And you will pay.
“I think I was plenty of generous to let the first time slide as your loving boyfriend, so I think a clean punishment is justified - what do you think?” He’d murmur carefully.
Just by the word punishment has you trembling under his wicked smile, unable to meet his intense gaze, on the verge of spilling tears. Would you dare speak up against him right now? Shakily staring up at him, pleading with fear.
... Why are you the one giving him that look?
You are in the wrong here, and you go and try to guilt trip him into thinking that you aren’t?
Oh babe, don’t play with him.
“Don’t cry ~ I’ll give you two choices, how does that sound? If you let me ... break your legs once, we can let them heal by themselves naturally. You won’t be able to use them for a while, but it’s short and sweet ... don’t you think?”
His fingers glide smoothly from your upper thighs and down ...
“Or ... I could fix them, only to break your legs again, and again - I’ll repeat the process until I feel like you had enough to where you won’t ever do something so careless again, but you’ll get to keep your legs in the end. That’s fair ain’t it?”
And you responded like anyone else would.
You sobbed.
“Now now, don’t be picky with me. which option do you prefer ... or would you like for me to decide? It’s okay hon, take all the time you need.”
