can we have a reaction from your yandere ocs to their darling managing to escape? (assuming they have kidnapped said darling) ^^
escape | [gen. a] yandere oc's
headcanons + mini scenario !
this has been in my drafts for months
WARNING(S): mentions of kidnapping, mentions of violence, obsessive/possessive behavior, potentially triggering topics
Helena Rossi
helena is scary and so difficult to escape it isn't funny
not only are there cameras monitoring every room, something she can access and watch through her phone, but there are also guards at every exit/entryway
her dad may own a successful tech company,,, but he's also involved with his fair share of shady ass business
she shares his influence
she uses her status to hire men to keep her darling safe and unable to leave
the plus side of these men: they're shady.
which means you could probably bribe your way through them
what could you possibly offer them though?
if you manage to get out, then your best bet would be to leave the country and change your identity
because you best bet that she will come looking for you
Helena was immediately on edge when she noticed the lack of security guard at the front door. Did he dare leave? Or worse, go in?
There's no way he could be that stupid, is there? She'd made it clear multiple times what would happen to them if they were to disturb her darling or abandon their post; she'd have their head on a stick.
"Bunny?" She called, stepping through the front door, her expensive red bottomed heels clacking against the tiles as she walked further into the manor. She'd just come from a monthly gala her father hosts, opting out of bringing you so she could eliminate any risk of you leaving her. But maybe that wasn't enough.
She couldn't hear a thing, everything quiet excluding the humming of the air conditioning. Helena Rossi had never regretted anything in her entire life, but here she was, thinking she should've checked the cameras more frequently when she was out.
"Y/N, if you don't come out right now, I'm like, seriously gonna throw you off the balcony or something!" Her voice was growing more panicked the longer she went without seeing you.
The door to your shared room was thrown open to reveal a large an extravagant room, void of her darling. It was another two straight minutes of staring and heavy breathing when she noticed it: her jewelry box laying out opened and emptied of its expensive contents.
A smile and short huff of relief left the beautiful young woman. Her smile grew wider and soon an amused sound was turning into a full on laugh. It wasn't long before she had to sit down due to the force of her laughing fit.
You were such a dumb bunny.
Helena had tracking chips in every single piece of jewelry she owned, so that just in case anything was ever stolen, she would be able to find it and deal with the thieves. It was obvious to her at this point that you must've bribed the guards, giving them some of the precious jewels, but there was no way you hadn't kept at least one piece. You had no money to your name without her, you'd probably go to some lousy pawn shop to auction off whatever you had, for cash.
As if she would ever let you do that.
Ignoring the tears streaming down her face, she stood up, expression blank. She needed to call her father about those stupid guards.
Jackson Hyde
Despite having the most to lose if you successfully escape, he actually enjoys the risk
sometimes things that could help you are just in your reach
he keeps you chained by your hand to the bed when he's at work, with the house and doors all effectively locked
when a door opens, he gets a notification on his phone
he likes testing you; keeping doors unlocked just to be waiting outside so he could give you a punishment
escaping him would be really hard, but not impossible
he tends to overestimate how much fear influences you and can wound up losing all paranoia, gifting you with good escape opportunities
It wasn't realistic that he could be around his phone all day to check for open doors, both of you knew that much. Working as an auto mechanic five days a week meant he didn't have the time to check how good you were being every few minutes. He doubted you'd try anything anyway, which had been his biggest mistake.
Sometimes you were too scared to even look at the door, let alone try to leave. Jackson never bothered lying to you, you knew well that he got notifications on his phone whenever a door in the house opened. In fact, you'd been punished for opening one more than once. He assumed your fear of punishment would stop you, but apparently not.
He stared into the bedroom, a uniquely proud smirk on his face at seeing the broken chain that was once attached to your foot. He almost couldn't believe it, you really managed to escape? You seriously thought you could get away from him?
Ungrateful brat.
His mind was already coming up with ideas for punishments, but he knew he needed to find you before he did anything else. You knew everything about him, if you reported him then he was fucked. He has your name carved onto his chest for godsake. He'd no doubt get life in prison if he's found out. Maybe even the death sentence.
Ungrateful brat, sure, but you were a clever little thing. Better than he ever thought you were. Perfect, even.
The last notification on his phone was from 18 minutes ago, you couldn't be that far. Worse case scenario, you were taken in by a neighbor. That'd be no problem, he'd just kill them before taking you home. He doubted anyone took you in anyway, people were assholes in this area.
"Oh Doll, ya gonna hurt when I find your cute little ass."
He pressed a quick kiss to the teddy bear on the bed, the one he'd gotten you months ago, before gripping his favorite knife tightly and leaving to find you.
Garnet Román
Relatively easy to escape due to his living conditions and surroundings, but escaping isn’t the scary part
he lives in a dark apartment complex, in a bad neighborhood with few people around
the people who are around are creepy men who would definitely do bad things to you
if you managed to escape, even in the day time, you'd get lost and probably kidnapped by someone even worse
on top of that, his neighbor has mean dogs that wouldn't hesitate to attack someone they didn't know
his apartment has only 2 locks, is easy to navigate and you're not always restrained
he's easy to escape, but would you really want to? In that area?
He was going to have a panic attack or something. You weren't in the bedroom, you weren't in the entire apartment. You were gone.
It's not like Garnet wasn't aware you weren't entirely secured, but he didn't think you'd ever try to escape with him being there all the time. He was gone for what? Three hours? Now he didn't have much experience with holding captives, but that sounded like enough time for you to get out and call the police.
Well, maybe not the police, not in this area. You didn't have a phone and no one would let you use theirs to call the cops around here. If anything, they'd just keep you for themselves.
Oh god, that's what happened right?
A failure, a fucking failure, Garnet hit himself in the head a couple times before crouching down on the ground and wrapping his arms around his knees. The tears came falling instantly and he was thankful his meds had been regulated. He didn’t want to know what he’d do if he were off his medication.
The anger came rolling in soon after; he did so much for you. Everything he did was for you. He cooked for you, cleaned for you, fed you, bought you things he couldn’t afford. And you left him just like that? One side of him could understand, it’s not like you asked to be kidnapped (he didn’t even want to do it). But the frustration took over the more gentle side of him and he soon found himself throwing things.
His abuela’s favorite vase had just shattered against the wall when his neighbor’s dogs erupted in growls and barks. It wasn’t the barking that stopped him, he was all too used to the sound, but the quiet familiar yelp that sounded out in response. He froze, all aggressive movements coming to a halt.
knock knock knock
Were you back, knocking on his door?
Flinging the door open, Garnet could’ve cried in relief. There you were in front of him, soaking wet from the rain, your left arm held close to your body and a pitiful expression on your face. He wrapped himself around you and pulled you inside without another thought. You made a mistake and came back to him. With how messed up you looked, he could barely believe there was a time that he thought you were better off without him.
Kody Makarov
Although much smarter than he seems, kody is like a puppy with his darling: excited, loving, and so eager to please
he could be manipulated into letting his darling go outside, but it would take a while bc he really isn't stupid
in fact, no escape it permanent bc he has a lot of friends and a lot of power
Getting out of the house at least is easy enough, especially given that he's gone so much
sure he had lengthy security, but even that is simple to learn after a little bit of studying
all his passwords are your name or birthday lmao embarrassing
escaping is the easy part but you'd never get anyone to believe he kidnapped you and he'd just find you after a week anyway
kody makarov? famous hockey player? kidnapped you? yeah ok lmao
Kody loved bringing home presents for you. Your reactions were the highlight of his day, whatever they may be. Whether you lovingly accept them or scream and throw them back at his face, it didn't matter. Any attention you gave him was happily and lovingly welcomed. Of course if you hit him, that just gave him reason to manhandle you a little.
Unfortunately, it didn’t seem like he would be receiving any of your precious attention that night because you weren’t there. He would know; he’d just spent 30 minutes checking the entire home only to find no one. That’s not good, but fine. He’s clever, he’d find you soon.
Until then though, he’s content with tearing apart everything he can get his hands on.
“Fucking brat!” He growled, punching the wall as hard as he could, effectively fracturing a few bones. He was angry: angry, angry, angry.
He didn’t get like this often, not since he had you to ground him. He typically had access to you, even if just through a phone, and that worked wonders for his temper. Whenever he got pissed while playing a video game or his team losing at a home game, you’re there. Patient and ready for him to latch onto, be a little rough with, before things calm down and you play with his hair.
Now all of that’s gone, most likely just temporarily, but still.
It gave him an opportunity to truly think about things; maybe he’d been too sweet on you recently. Maybe you need a little roughing up so you know your place.
You’re his, you belong to him. He loves you; you’re all he’s ever wanted and you leave. You leave him all alone in this big house where he’s cold without you to warm him up. He’s crying and he wants you to fix it, to wipe his tears away and give him kisses that make him forget everything else.
He’s sitting on the wrecked couch, biting into his thumb to ground himself when the house phone suddenly rings. Without taking his bleeding finger from between his teeth, he reaches over to the table and answers.
“…Hello? Kody? It’s uh, it’s Mr. Kenitt from a few houses down. I think I have a drunk partner of yours over here.”
With red dripping down his lips, the blond responds with a sudden grin, “Yeah, they’ve been pretty stressed out recently-! I’ll be over in a second to pick them up!”
“Alright, but the little thing is crying real bad so you better work hard to make it up to them.”
“Don’t worry, I’ll play extra nice.”
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