─ You’d grown up attached to his side. Your mother - a courageous young woman gave birth to you in what is known as the ‘Eternal Paradise’ cult after having escaped a previous toxic relationship. Unfortunately many complications came after your mother in your early years of being a tiny little child, she’d have to leave her own baby a little ... earlier than expected. With her life being taken up at the fragile age of twenty two - if it isn’t clear by now, you are left in the organization’s care.
─ And Douma, the head and sole focus of the cult, had gladly taken responsibility for you. He did grew fond of your mother after all and pledged to look after you in any other case. Well ... it’s more so the rest of the followers tending to your human needs and basic affection, but he’d been there to help provide entertainment and lots, and lots of attention - he’s personally watched you fall a plentiful amount of times flat on your face as you tried to walk towards his wide arms as a toddler, fed you a concerning amount of goodies before getting yelled at for throwing your meal plan out the window, and so much more memories you could easily recall - clear as day ... Not that you’ve seen the outside much.
─ He was a huge staple in your childhood. So years and years of not counting the days, had you blossomed before his alluring eyes, a fine young human who never fails to bring some color to his face upon sight without even trying, as the corner of his lips curve into a wicked smile when you come to light - you’d made his dreadful, boring days a lot brighter than usual. It is clear that he adores you, and the forthcoming of you.
I:
“[Name], my precious. Has it dawn over you yet that you’re still a tiny youth in my eyes? I miss when you were unable to walk across the room without my assistance, or when you’d beg for a piece of candy. Cute, I wish you were still small at least.”
You puffed your pinch-able cheeks at him. He’d fight the urge to hop right off his bottom to go and squeeze you to death, as humans liked to say. Baby-talking you even if you’ve already passed the age long ago is a delightful hobby of his when trying to seek some sort of entertainment on a dreadfully boring day. You don’t seem to be amused, and that’s why you’re coerced to speak up on your displeasure, “Why must you keep bringing that up, are you trying to pick a fight? Hmm... hmm? I’ll have you know that I’m nineteen now, and clearly able to give you a smack.”
You’re kidding of course, you knew better than to lay even a finger on a Lord... But that doesn’t stop you from making a few jokes here and there. Seeing how you aren’t punished for these actions gives you the confirmation to continue on.
He laughs, a stare so dreamy - you’d never noticed the way he views you, and he’d like to keep it that way for as long as possible.
“Still as childish as ever ... hey. What do you think about having [favorite dish] ?”
“And you still know me more than ever, Lord Douma!”
“Of course ... You’ve been in our care, after all.”
If only you’d be able to stand by his side without the cruel knowledge of reality, you’ve really would’ve gotten to live a lavished life without any worries tainting your mind.
─ As the rest of the followers, you naturally have to complete some chores, duties, tasks throughout the huge temple. Though, there isn’t much for you to do so to begin with anyways in favor of yours truly, you were always given the simply job of keeping him company, glued at his side. Just smile and be a doll for him, Douma only wishes to monitor you. Nothing significant, nothing difficult, and certainly nothing to strain even a precious brain cell of yours. You’d complain about it regularly to him any chance you get - as a joke, an actual concern, they’re easily disregarded with a small smile much to your disappointment.
You didn’t like the idea of not contributing to your family ... but if the Lord himself says you didn’t need to - then you’d quietly oblige. But of course, others took notice of your special treatment.
─ For being somewhat passive, you held no grudge for anything as the result of the constant conditioning of yours truly. The fair maidens could not bring themselves to bring you down for obviously being the lucky one Lord Douma happens to favor. They’d hold back their spiteful tongues, greeting you back with the kindness you’ve spared them - to everyone. Sure there were a handpicked few whom pulled a couple of devious antics already merely out of envy, but the majority of it turned out quite harmless - pranks even. You’re always able to laugh them off, telling them that ‘they got you good!’ ... The same wouldn’t go for your caretaker. He isn’t so pleased when finding out about their few deeds through snitches who genuinely believe it’ll raise their impression on him and give them a higher chance of loving them.
Yea, they can think whatever they want - his main concern is you. You’re letting people under you treat you like that? Hilarious, you may let it slide, but for sure he cannot. Since there’s quite a hefty amount of followers flocking around him, no one will notice the disappearances of two, or three. Just got to get rid of those vile few and you’ll all live happily ever after.
─ Safe to say he’s had a decent amount of affairs between his sacrifi - dear followers, why wouldn’t he too, make a move on you? Well, you’re quite special in another way. Because you are cherished so much by the tip of his fingers, he finds complete satisfaction in having you silently by his side as you giggle on about some stupid jokes you’ve picked up around the temple, that’s enough to make his entire day. Does he ... happen to love you? Hmm, even he cannot confirm such thing. All he knows is that, you’re a blessing to him in this boring world.
So where did everything go wrong?
II:
It is not your fault you could hear people whispering amongst themselves from where you are standing. You were originally planning on walking back to the main chambers to bug Douma about whatever you had on your mind that time, but your ears couldn’t help but pick up your name the moment you step foot into the hallways. Curiosity takes over your body, quickly hiding behind another wall close enough to where you can eavesdrop on them.
What did they have to say about you? Something negative you suppose, like always. Well, you’ve already grown used to hearing accusations about you, doesn’t hurt to hear what these women had to say, and then head to -
“That’s absolutely horrible ... this whole time, [Name] thinks that their mother died by natural causes ... but isn’t it actually his faul -”
But what you’d assume is her promising friend is fast enough to slap a hand onto her mouth, preventing her from spilling a detail you’d desperately want to know.
“You should quiet down - you know you’ll be exiled if someone hears you.”
And with your back pressed against the wall, stomach churning the more you start to piece together what could have possibly transpired long ago. There’s an event that is held every once in a while for members that have been with the ‘man’ for years, though you’re not ever allowed on these excursions, he tells you that those people are usually allowed to be let go if they so desire. That would supposedly explain why most of them never came back.
... So he did have something to do with your mom’s disappearance, and you aim to find out the truth.
─ You are understandably heartbroken finding out the news - from a fellow follower and not even the bastard himself. And because you weren’t even thinking of keeping that major thing to yourself, the idea of sneaking off somewhere else when he least expects it jumps right over your head. You bring this subject straight to Douma - no filter, no doubts, just questions ... wanting to confirm if this horrible rumor is in fact, not a rumor. Judging by the silence, he’s not pleased, but it hides itself deep within one of those façade of a smiles. You wonder if all the other ones he shined at you were genuine.
Snarling almost, a whole new tone that he hasn’t even thought of coming from you - you’re actually displeased with him for once? Angry?
─ Douma let’s you on a few clarifications for your stupid bravery. He had never even thought of hurting you, no, you were the only exception - the only one he’s planned on letting happen to you was to grow up old and clueless by his side. That’s all he’s ever wished for, and here you’re questioning his innocence. Who are you to do so?
Temple life was never the same.
─ Say goodbye to all the privileges you never knew existed until now. It’s pathetic of you to see how blind you’ve been to all the women being tortured, starving for his attention, and then get thrown to the side as soon as they are a use to him no more. You’ve been happily munching on your favorite meal while all this cruelty went on, it appears to you that you’ve been selfish. Maybe that’s why you were somewhat content on staying in these dungeons, chained, and isolated from anything that breathes. Ignoring all of his coos when he comes to visit you after accompanying the cult, doing things you thought he wouldn’t ever do to you.
You cannot dare to face him, you felt betrayed.
─ You’d think everyone that worshiped Douma would be ecstatic, thinking he’d just dump you away in the woods ... absolutely not. The Lord they know now is much, much worse, choosing to direct his frustration onto them since things had not gone his way. Whilst for you, he’ll continue to smother in dubious affection, even if he has to push them onto you.
“It seems my job on sheltering you had been nothing of a waste of time. I was going to let you reside here - and live a stress-free life at my side ... but someone just had to ruin it for the both of us. Must I return to inhumane ways of keeping you here, I surely will, [Name]. I know what’s best for you, you just don’t know that.”
Maybe Shigaraki or Bakugo (your choice, possibly yandere scenario?) with an s/o who was trained so advanced as to be a human weapon for villains but wishes to side with the heroes and do good? Please and thank you!
Trigger warnings: swearing and name calling, violence, yandere/abusive relationship
First time writing yandere Bakugo and boy was it interesting. For reference, I imagine he’s a very violent yandere when provoked, but an obsessive yandere otherwise. Since you didn’t specify a prompt I went ahead and chose my own (in bold)~ – Mod Katsuki
“Do you even know what you’ve done to me?”
You winced, fear growing as his steely grip tightened and his tone darkened with each syllable. His fingers were coiled around your upper arm so tight he might as well be holding your bone. His muscles really weren’t for show; your bones might crack under his strength any second now.
“W-what do you mean, B-Baku–Katsuki?”
You managed to choke back tears, quick to catch yourself from misspeaking. It angered him more than he usual when you called him by anything but his first name. He loved the way it rolled of your tongue… or so he’d say. You’ve lost track of the amount of times he’s said such… uncharacteristic things like that since he snapped. This wasn’t the Bakugo you knew, now was this the Katsuki you wanted to know.
But it’s a lost cause. There was no longer any sign of the Katsuki you grew up with behind those seething red eyes.
Katsuki almost couldn’t control his laughter. “Ever since you popped into my life, I’ve been an emotional fucking wreck. I think of you all day every day – every waking second is filled with thoughts of you, of how you’ll be mine forever, of how I’d destroy any idiots that try to take you from me. Your stupid face is always on my mind and I can’t get rid of it no matter how fucking hard I try!” His spit hit your face in droplets as he roughly pulled you closer, his ruby eyes hungry and rabid.
“This is all your fault, [Name].”
You wanted to protest. To tell him how wrong and delusional he was, how he did all of that to himself. He put those thoughts in his own head. You never agreed to be his.
…How naive, you realized. You lost any choice you had on the matter the moment he laid eyes on you all those years ago.
“You think you can just fuckin’ waltz right outta my life after doing this to me?” He growled. The sudden myriad of explosions from his hand startled you and instinctively made you pull away, but under his vice-like grip, it felt like you were trying to pull the skin off of your entire arm. Your teeth sunk harshly into your bottom lip as your vision quickly became blurry with tears. How did it come to this?
“Well think again, bitch.”
The loss of blood circulation in your upper arm was quickly making you dizzy. Noticing your breathing become more ragged by the second, Katsuki clicked his teeth in frustration and loosened his grip – just enough to snap you to your senses.
“Please let me go, Katsuki. I don’t want to be a villain anymore. You were once a hero, s-surely you understand?”
You were sent hurtling to the cold floor when he suddenly let go of your arm. Relief washed over you as your squeezed the area where his hand once was, the intense throbbing nearly making you faint. In your delirium, the pain reminded you of going to the doctor’s office and getting your vitals checked on the blood pressure monitor. The way your arm would lightly throb after they removed the arm cuff wasn’t nearly as bad as what you were feeling right now, but thoughts of such clandestine days briefly filled you with nostalgia. It was something so simple – so silly and mundane – yet your life was such an uncontrollable wreck now that you missed even those tedious days so dearly.
“A hero, huh? What a fucking joke.” His hands coiled around your shirt collar and brought you closer to him once again, a sickening grin stretching across his face. You could heard the fabric of your shirt rip in protest, but your arm was in no shape to defend yourself. “Get this through your thick skull, [Name]: you’re not human, all you are is a weapon. You’ll never amount to anything other than a villain’s pawn – my pawn.”
His tone was decidedly softer, but his words chilled you to the bone. His devilish smile soon disappeared as his mouth melded against yours in an unwanted kiss. Despite being the inhuman weapon he claimed you were, there was no strength left in you to fight back. What good was power when you couldn’t even use it to save yourself?
“Stop fucking kidding yourself already; you’re not going anywhere.I’m the only one who will ever love you, anyways.”
Kyojuro Rengoku, breathes out solace to you as a little reminder for you to carry on no matter what takes place, keeps you safe, tucked away from anyone that can harm you back at his shared home with his family, and promises to gift you the world you so desperately always cried out for. You must be sobbing all the time because you want to do normal things with him, right? Then sit tight patiently back in the futons at home. He is a pillar, and he is swearing his life to it whole-heartedly. There is no choice for you but to suck up back the sadness, you’re feeling guilty the more he states that he will risk his life for you.
He wants to take care of his darling for the rest of his life, and that has resulted in him becoming more fatherly towards you. Don’t worry about being embarrassed and what not about being treated like a baby, indulge yourself in it. Rengoku wants you to be pampered, that way - you shouldn’t ever think about What’s going on in the outside world, it’s severe and depressing. You deserve to live a life without concerns plaguing your thoughts, let that be his own problem to deal with - not yours.
He has the duty to protect, and cherish the weak.
A little too delusional as a fine touch, he thinks all the actions he has done is reasonable. Not even his own family’s mistrust are stemming any doubts from him. They’re just not used to a new person in their household, they’ll get used to it someday. Not sure when, but it’s bound to happen the more they see you. His father and his brother cannot see how delirious you are to be with him at all times, why do they keep on bringing up sad lies? You are happy, and he’ll keep reminding them patiently.
The only thing you are probably thankful for is that despite the stifling confinement, Rengoku’s always tried his best to please you any other way that he can. He could never lay hands on you for the wrong reasons, heck, he finds it difficult to raise his voice at you - never his hand. That, you’re thankful for ... he’s certainly unstable, but never to that degree.
breath of sound
Tengen Uzui, smirks proudly as he leaves you breathless and fatigued on the cold ground, leaves noticeable love bites all along your body to show others what they’re missing on, and laughs off your miserableness. Why wouldn’t he not if he is the main cause of it. Even Makio, Suma, Hina brings up how terrible he treats you at times to light, his response? He coos for them to not worry, then continues to press loving kisses atop their foreheads right in front of you. Ouch. It has you wondering, does he truly love you? Or does he love you so much, that he just has to despise you as well?
You’ll never know.
It’s almost peculiar how Uzui is allowed to have three lovers on the side. Granted, the love they have for each other is actually pure, you find that heartwarming to a degree - but ... how come you’re not even allowed to befriend people? Or see anyone? He’s oddly more stingy with you, refusing to even let you go off without him, or one of the wives. Maybe it’s because you were brought into the relationship much later, or maybe it’s because he’s found you near death? The protectiveness - no, the possessiveness is uncanny. These sorry excuses (that you’re coming up with too) could never explain the imbalance.
Aggressive, even those he could hardly care about isn’t getting the harsh treatment you’re inclined to. You don’t feel like eating the food one of his wives’ lovingly prepared for the whole family? Oh baby, he’ll force feed you by all means, he’ll rip your tongue out in one go if you’re that fussy. You don’t want to sleep? Then he’ll tire you out in ... dubious ways, You’ll be able to sleep better after he’s done using you all night. He has all sorts of solutions when dealing with you, and you respond pleasantly to it.
With all of this going on, it’s no surprise for your only friends - the wives, to propose a plan on letting you escape. They’re risking a lot already, so you don’t get mad when they say ‘to not mention this was their doing, and to not get caught.’ Unfortunately, Uzui does not play around. He will find you in the end against all odds ... and when he drags you back to your personal hellhole, colors drains in their faces when seeing you again. Ha, but they’re not fearing for themselves, they fear - for you.
“You really thought you’d get a warm welcome after trying to pull that shit with me. You’re funny [Name].”
breath of the mist
Muichirou Tokitou, feels overwhelmed with a ton of emotions he hasn’t been inflicted with for ages, always favors you amongst everyone of the slayers without even trying to hide the apparent favoritism, and pays lots of attention to you in case tragedy struck. He isn’t exactly wrong when thinking this way. One miscalculated move from either one of you, he knows there will be no tomorrow. Everything turned out dull once the demons abruptly took his happiness away, but as you surfaced into his life - suddenly, the will to live comes back to him. It seems as if he’s been searching for some hope all this time, and that faith was no other person, but you.
There is now someone to look forward to in these cold, bitter days.
Paranoid, but only for events that are bound to happen in times like this. accompanying you every time of the day, praying that it wards off any bad karma clinging onto the both of you. It is strange to let his emotions guide him whenever you’re around, and as consequence - Muichirou abandons any sense of logic he’s grounded himself in. He doesn’t see anything deplorable in telling everyone to get lost, and never talk to you again, nor does he find it wrong to kill off people that have wronged you. Even the minor things, such as lightly teasing you. He takes it to heart.
They were never worth your time.
But, because the memories retaining his past hasn’t been recovered just yet, he’s still a little ensure on whether he wants to treat you kindly, or not. This matter is new, different - what if these fluttering feelings of love go away if he suddenly changes, becoming someone you’re unable to recognize? Muichirou, forces himself to stay indifferent, attempting to anyways. There’s still those scenes when he can’t help smiling at, breaking his character for a second or two. Though, he doesn’t treat you terribly like most - that’s a route he’s not willing to ever take. Hm, unless you like that side of him.
Sarcasm-heavy, that’s one trait he’s never bothered to hide as days passed by - he’s smug too. Of course he can’t go after any pillars that shows even a speck of interest in you, that’s where it crosses the line. But he for sure can, and will brag about the close relationship you two share - perhaps even the only thing he’s vocally proud of.
It’s honestly quite cute, you don’t really have any huge complaints on being with him.
breath of insect
Shinobu Kochou, smiles spitefully at your unwillingness to drink the ‘beverage’ she’s prepared lovingly for you, coos affectionately any time you show signs of desperation, and directs her deathless spite for the damned demons by pushing that obstinate flame onto you. Everything could’ve been different if this was a different timeline, but as what state it stands today, there’s not much to do about her demeanor towards you but weep, lament, or let it go with a shrug. You’re intoxicatedly in love, no matter how lethal it gets. You are lured from the tip of your tongue, and apparently, the hook is going to be difficult to take out. even with time.
It looks as if Shinobu also has a knack for words.
There’s no saying that she doesn’t find your suffering entertaining, it’s her special way of showing affinity to anyone. Now that you’ve officially stammered the words on returning affection for her, you’ve essentially invited her to tease the living daylights out of you. Sadistic, but mainly in one way, and that’s to see you frightened - just about to death. She doesn’t try anything too cruel, physically anyways, the tactic she uses is putting you in scary situations. More specifically, leaving you vulnerable at the hands of a bloodthirsty demon. Of course she’s beyond angry towards them, but it’s still fun to watch you shrivel up in fear the more they gain on your tail... Before creeping in to save you.
Annihilating that demon in the most inhumane way possible, and giving you that same eye closed smile that used to be a blessing.
And though she is fond of you the most, there’s still a despicable part of her - telling her daily, that you’re nothing more than a burden to her. Shinobu has, and will continue to dedicate herself whole to slaying the monsters who’ve taken the life and joy out of her sister. Your relationship with her will not change that decision of hers - but rather, being together with you has only shifted her into someone she’s never thought of coming back to. No more concealing that pristine fury, you already know who she truly is behind that laid-back façade of hers.
That she is thankful for.
But still, that does not mean she’s completely devoid of mercy, there’s no fun in always being the bad guy. Sometimes, Shinobu also wants to become the person you can depend on in times of stress... If you want her to pretend, she will do so if that gives you enough hope to last a little longer. Don’t give up now ! This isn’t the worst of what she has to offer, give her the chance to prove how horrible she can get.
“Why are you crying?~”
breath of stone
Gyomei Himejima, initially begins to doubt his feelings for you when trying to focus on his role in the pillars, distresses over the littlest things you do that he claims might be hazardous to you, and offers all sorts of protection, like he does with anyone else close to him. But before any of this begins to take place, it’s crazy to think he held his suspicions against you. The reluctance in letting himself get to know you was surprising. Someone like him has always been so gentle, respectful, kind to anyone he crosses paths with, but he also chooses to put some distance.
So it’s already a huge accomplishment to become someone he cares for.
You feel as if he’s becoming more of your caretaker for how much he frets over your wellbeing. It’s not a bad thing, but to put someone before their own is not so healthy. To you, at least, and you make sure to tell him every time that you’ll be fine ! You can handle yourself perfectly like you’ve been doing before you met him. You are fine, that - he disagrees wholly. Agree to disagree huh, but why is it that when you differ, it’s automatically wrong? Where’s the logic in that.
Absolutely sensitive, it’s expected. Don’t comment negatively on anything he does, Gyomei will be extremely hurt, and will not hesitate to show you how useless he feels with all those tears he sheds for you. Makes it hard to disregard his feelings, really forcing the guilt up your throat. Is that why you try hard not to say anything trigger worthy? It’s not like you want to voluntarily hurt him, you just value your independence just as much as your admiration for him.
So, do you stay in this relationship? You have the freedom to walk out of this relationship any time you want, he’s not going to chase after you... but if you do, it’s recommended of you to never look back.
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.”
yandere, gas-lighting, threatening, abuse, johnny can walk
attempting to runaway from them.
JONATHAN JOESTAR
“I’m sorry darling... death, or me, you decide.”
Even when you left with no trace behind, he still managed to find you amongst it all. Knowing how well and loving he’s treated you back then, you were originally going to ignore his attempts on persuading you to come back - until he pulled out a gun on you. Scarred for your life, and possibly associates, you were given a choice... and you weren’t going to try and risk it.
Instead of gaining back the freedom you’d hope for all this time, you have nothing but a paranoid Jonathan in your hands.
JOSEPH JOESTAR
“Didn’t think you’d throw your loyalty like that away, babe~”
The reason why he found you under a week was fairly simple, one of your long-time friends was basically monitoring you in order to gather intel for him on anything you didn’t dare share with him - betraying all the trust you had in them, as Joseph did in you. Turns out that friend had been working under the Joestar for years now without sparking any suspicions from you within that time period, that would consequentially be the main reason why you found it difficult to rely on others since.
He wasn’t mad surprisingly, if anything, he was sort of amused about the spark of hope in your eyes, and was equally entertained to have crushed it right at his hands.
JOTARO KUJO
“I’d advise you to go with the second option.”
Jotaro stands ruthless. After courting you and getting you to be his ‘love,’ it was like he’d forgotten you existed in this gigantic mansion of his. So your absence for the most part never bothered him as he was rarely at home to berate you ... though time passes by, and his conscience came to admit that perhaps you made his boring, stale life slightly more exciting. Thinking that he’d careless about the strained relationship, you were later met with him at your front door, asking - no, demanding that you came back to him.
He reckons you succumb now, because he had no problem rallying each family members of yours, and exterminating them all in front of you if you even hesitated.
JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA
“How, fucking, dare they.”
Denial - sadness - betrayal - then the wrath seeps in. Josuke felt pathetic to find out that you convinced him that you were okay all this time, that you were fine that he was involved with gunshots, blood, and death. So when you took all that trust he had for you, and threw it out the window by leaving him alone in this empty, meaningless mansion ... He throws a fit. Viewing only red, knocking down priceless vases and exquisite china plates - they meant nothing compared to you.
When he finally retrieves you back, he wouldn’t hesitate to release all the frustrations and difficult feelings you’ve left him - before healing you right away with a few apologies, half-heartedly.
This was your fault.
GIORNO GIOVANNA
“Tesora/o, you’re gonna wish you never did.”
Giorno stayed professional and collected after being brought upon the horrible news, he’d silently watched you plan your escape for a while now - it was only that business came first, and assuming that you couldn’t go so far anyways. He was proven wrong, obviously. Whilst still prioritizing his duties, the boss made sure to send his best men to come and find you, and eventually track you down in a secluded town not too far from naples.
Forcing you back over to home wasn’t the fun part, maxing out the security, and providing punishment was. With stupid actions, came drastic penalties.
JOLYNE CUJOH
“I w-was worried for you.”
Jolyne was nowhere near sane before she’s met you, but right after finding out you were no longer present in the building you two shared - she’d have a break down. She wasn’t even angry towards you, her delusions eventually convinced her you couldn’t of voluntarily leave just like that, someone must’ve stolen you out of revenge. Yes, someone must’ve had a personal vendetta against her father and chosen you out of accident. With a couple of weeks of investigating the areas and the help of Jotaro, she was right back where she’d originally belong - your arms.
And honestly, you’d wish someone that wasn’t her, to kidnap you, or even execute you - at least you’d be set free then.
JOHNNY JOESTAR
“Watch them come crawling back.”
His delayed reaction suggested a calm demeanor, but oh - it was so much more. He has already made sure you had nowhere to flee to amidst your efforts to independence: slaughtering anyone you associated with, blocking the countless cards he’d spoiled you endlessly with, and sending you not-so welcoming messages. You’d best bet Johnny would be delighted when you eventually came back sobbing to him, there’s no one but him that is willing to deal with your incompetent self, anyways.
You offer nothing to him.
Though your ‘heartfelt’ apology wouldn’t have mean shit to him unless you got on your bare knees, and begged for his forgiveness..
HIGASHIKATA JOSUKE
“You’re coming back no matter what.”
The thought of a possible enemy kidnapping you popped up in his mind, it was reasonable and definitely not impossible because of his occupation - so he never blamed this whole incident on you. That is, until he was given the word how they found you, his poor, precious darling, casually shopping and strolling down the streets with ... the friends he’s tried-so hard to separate you from. His men continued on their investigation, telling him that you looked much happier and livelier without him.
Josuke does come to retrieve you himself after a couple of days. If having you sobbed uncontrollably as he dragged you back home was what it takes, then so be it.
featuring, giorno giovanna, jolyne cujoh, johnny joestar, and josuke higashikata 8.
yandere, gas-lighting, abuse, confinement, alluded depression / instability, power differences
Giorno Giovanna ...
❛ A young man still full of endeavors, and a loyal enterprise right under his sole. In the highest of positions since a vulnerable age, fixated with the tenacity of keeping his forbidden name from ever being thrown around and tarnished - carries lots of class embedded within deceptive smiles. Enough solidarity to keep his men in check, and the forbearance of a Saint. He has overflowing pride, and he will do everything in his power to maintain it. ❜
Enlighten him, how could you stare at him with a gaze lacking astonishment? Having someone like you, a no name, not even acknowledge him definitely takes a tole on his confidence. He can’t afford for you to think of him as nothing short of a joke, but rather, a substantial figure that has the ability to cause havoc upon your life by the snap of the fingers. By all means, Giorno is humbly inviting you to test what he is capable of-
Although you don’t all the way, you’re not as naïve to not know that he must have some sort of trick up his sleeve.
To conquer, means to charm - and for you to be truly his, someone who doesn’t even bat an eyelash at him, means to use every means of manipulation. Not enough for you to notice any misconceptions or deviancy, just ... the bare minimum of it if possible. The end goal is for you to at least somewhat like him. Though, getting to know more and more about you by all the reports he gets from sending his men to obtain only interests him even more. Ah, you don’t happen to have a nice background as well, always pushing others away because the family trauma is still integrated deep in you. Taking baby steps with you he will if it earns your loyalty.
Your persistence is justifiable.
Still, Giorno would’ve preferred if you were more compliant in the beginning, but it’s still amusing to take the time on taming you to be the perfect lover. You’re all bark, never bite. Perhaps there’s a tiny part of you that can’t completely dislike said man. You can also understand the respect and love the don receives endlessly, there’s no doubting that he does good deeds for the people.
He sees the stubborn love in your eyes, you just don’t want to admit defeat so easily.
That’s why he stands confidentially tall with patience when dealing with you.
Giorno, a soft whisper - brushes against the outside of your ear as he awaits for you to bow down, and place a trembling kiss atop the back of his hand to signify your commitment to him. You love him. He’ll remind you as much times as needed, you just don’t fully recognize it yet.
And that is okay, because he has all the time in this world to mold you into the ideal lover.
Jolyne Cujoh ...
❛ Thrown into an abrupt adolescence, no one to personally guide her lost soul - for what is right, for what is wrong. Self-depreciating thoughts concealed in bitterness towards a negligent father. Drowns in an abundant amount of pills to supply counterfeited happiness she desperately so craves. Holding wearying facades, just to let them go behind closed doors. Tears overlooked behind heavy rainfall. And trying to be person she needed when she were younger; she is left despondent, and in need of someone to cling on.❜
Falling into an abyss full of love has always been the least of her worries, but it is a much different experience than her sanity descending further into madness. The moment you stumble into her colorless world is a moment she wishes to play on repeat for hours on end, you waltzing in uninterested in those around you, spreading tons of vibrant hues not even she was aware existed. You’re so much different than those who wind up in her life: you’re considerate unlike most about her comfort, able to tell when something is off with her, and will go out your way to assist her - even when she does not ask of it. You are full of the hope she’s been seeking for these miserable years alone.
She’s in for a roller coaster of emotions,
because now, she is in love.
It is difficult for her to not hide the negative feelings. Even though they are dying to be spilled out like you’d want, she doesn’t want to bring you down with all the lowest points in her life. Feigning happiness, and prioritizing your feelings, never taking her own into account.
This starts out small, you won’t be able to detect any of it until it manifests itself into something much more detrimental to her health. Jolyne’s been dragged into a place where she cannot come into an agreement, and love herself. She’s so far past that, and has pushed all that love onto you - you deserve it the entire universe after all. The devotion from her... is just burdensome, unintentional at that, so it is even harder to do something about it. Physically glued to your side, and throwing huge fits when you leave; smothering you in loads of affection as if she knows you will ditch her if she is not doing so.
There is clearly not much trust in this relationship.
But you know better than to tell her off harshly, because who knows what she will do to herself if she is told to stop. You still care for her amidst all, this is your partner we’re talking about, you accepted her confession willingly. Although this behavior of hers cannot cut it, something has to be done to weaken it.
So what do you do to fix this mess?
You find small excuses to avoid her. Thinking this will eventually solve her attachment issues because you really don’t want to see her like this, completely dependent on someone entirely - it hurts to see that pained look of hers... But the more you push her away, the more she starts to lean back towards her forlorn side, a side she originally thought she’d recently flee from. Weren’t you suppose to save her from herself?
Her love for you cannot break, and so Jolyne must.
Johnny Joestar ...
❛ Did not know what he’s had, until it was lost. Refreshing things sparks a mysterious fire in his eyes, contributes to a burning desire that wouldn’t ever simmer down until it is finally acquired. Always wants, hungrily wants to grasp, but could never offer. The only thing Johnny would voluntarily bid is to provide pain, lots and lots of agony among men. Greed befalls him, who knew causing havoc on one person gives him as much pleasure as taking over the world. ❜
For his entire life, the spotlight’s always been on him in this world. a world where it cannot revolve without him, and he expects everyone to recognize that notion of his no matter how egocentric it may be. Ever since his legs has died out along with his racing dreams, something in him just - snapped. He thought he finally had everything in his grasp, but reality cussed at him and spat onto his face, it’s only fair that he’s allowed to do the very same towards anyone, really. The young man’s been in that position, and he’d like to exchange it with everyone else in his life.
Sharing is caring, they say.
The world took something precious from him, it’s fair he takes something right back.
Where does he direct this vengeful spite of his? Obviously, Johnny cannot place it right onto the earth, that’s not ideal, or even possible for that matter. The one who remains the unfortunate one that receives all the backlash... Well it ought to be someone the total opposite of him: blindingly bright and overwhelming kind, somebody he can never even think of becoming, not once in his life. And as he lays his dulled out icy blue eyes onto the person that fits the exact description, the flame starts to lit up once again. You’ve revived that fire in him, for the worse, for the best... It is your job to find out. But it is clear on what his eyes are set on.
It’s you he wants, and he has lots of things in store for you.
Doesn’t take Johnny much to woo you over, he’s a wonder at using charm, been doing this for most of his life, he claims. Takes lots of confidence, reassurance, and patience to lure victims within his vicinity... then he snatches onto them with an iron grip. It is when he decides to take on his true self because he knows he’s already had you tied up all prettily in your own mind, you’re a slave for his confirmation-
He wants you to start questioning your worth.
How does he go about this? Well, he goes through the trouble of making you feel worthless and envious, bringing an attractive woman to your shared house every once in a while - letting you hear the sounds of their lovemaking through the walls miserably. But you cannot say anything regarding that, doing so will have him asking if you have the right to question what he does,
And your self-esteems drops considerably.
You’ll always be clutching onto the hems of Johnny’s pants, pleading for him that you’ll do better.
Higashikata Josuke ...
❛ Robbed of memories, nostalgia, and familiar love. Silently longs to be cherished at the tip of people’s soiled tongues. Born with an inescapable sickness for a home which never was. An ambition for someone to await patiently for him at the end of the day, washing his problems away him with open arms - for a second that is. And is trapped in an endless cycle of resentment, discovering things he cannot grasp; he is envious, and he does not like it. ❜
For weeks when you’ve been introduced into his world, he’s seen you possess most things that he does not have access to. A loving, supportive family who looks out for you and makes sure you get home at a certain time to ensure their peace of mind; a good amount of friends who’s kept by your side since the defenseless age of three, able to trust every single one of them without the arising doubts on them; and the will to continue your days without much worries in life. He cannot stress this enough, you don’t even realize how lucky you are to have all those benefits.
And sometimes... he cannot help himself but wonder, would you finally understand his struggles if he were to get rid of everything you had... ?
But, he steers away from such thought, you don’t necessarily deserved such fate to begin with.
Though from weeks on having you by his side, the Josuke now is adamant - confident on not letting you slip out of his reach at all costs. He used to hold his spiteful tongue when having to interact with you, feigning dopey smiles so he doesn’t go and let out a snarky comment on your lifestyle. And now, he is able to glance at you with a gaze full of adoration without the urges of harming you. There, he’s able to make some sort of peace within himself after a few contemplation in his room.
The only thing he can actually get at this point, is well, you.
So it is only fair that you allow him to obtain you with no problems whatsoever in order to make up for all the absences in his life. Josuke eventually brings up the hard-hitting facts about having no memories from his past, no connection to his family (if there was even one), and really only depending on discovering an obscure fruit to resolve his internal struggles. Finding out who he exactly was, and what he currently was living for - a motivation. This, is he able to convince you to move in with him inside Kira’s apartment - his for the time being. telling the Higashikata family that he simply needs the space so he can focus on personal problems... He doesn’t want to bother them.
Eventually, after co-ha-biting with him for weeks, months, you don’t fully know because you lost track of everything. He’d easily gotten rid of your devices, and any memories regarding your life outside with the help of Daiya of course - no need to depend on anyone else, not when he’s in your life.
But you’ll be okay, because now you have only him.
