IM SORRY I GENUINELY LOVE THAT YANDERE KAISER FIC U DID UR WRITING IS BEAUTIFUL U WRITE HIM SO WELL<3. i don’t want to pressure you or anything but could you make a continuation of it or even a separate fic where reader tries to leave kaiser after her friends or whatever convince her how toxic he rlly is and he responds back to it in a toxic way ofc
Im finally feeling well enough to start doing my inbox suggestions!:) thank you for this ask
Yandere Kaiser X reader (part two)
[warnings]-non-con kissing, vomit, manipulation, fear of abandonment, author waiting months and her writing has plummeted, Kaiser is his own warning 
[part one]
"You should not let him run your entire..l-life?! Thats just.. insane!" Zoe exclaims, throwing her arm's around like a complete manic. You shush her and place your hands on her shoulders, pushing her back down in her seat on the booth.
You hadn't expected her outburst to be so.. loud. Was it really that bad?
Your other friend Alice gives you a long look from her spot next to Zoe, looking you up and down with annoyance and concern. "Why can't you just leave him?" She mutters with a scowl, watching as you sighed and sat back down in your seat as well.
"He's just.. I don't really know.. it's almost.." Your mind blanked upon remembering his cruel and unusual punishments, months of conditioning you to tolerate- or more so love- that behavior made it hard to even begin of thinking of leaving him.
Ever since the last time you told him no, you never thought to do anything like it again. Not until one of your friends that you rarely get to see, caught sight of the bruises near your neck.
Present time, its been a week since that incident, and since then you had been forced to explain everything Kaiser was when he wasn't in public. Pretty much like right now.
And as you talked, you swore you saw people watching you, almost as if feeling their stare, pitying you.
"It's almost like.. i'm scared.." You wondered after a moment of silence. "Of course you're scared! I would be too!" Zoe huffed angrily, sipping down her coffee with a heavy glare. You groaned and tried to rack your brain for something better.
"No no-" You moved your hands around trying to get your point across. "Its not like that! Im scared- yes. Beyond terrifed even. But I mean.. internally? Like.. I can't even think about it without getting nauseous.." You gulped, why was it so difficult to think of ways to leave him? To leave Kaiser?
You could do it before, you had even often dreamt of it. But now?
God it felt like you were drowning.
"Are you okay-?!"
"Wait Y/n!" Your friends calls echoed behind you as you barged for the women's toliet's. Your body hit the wall before the mirrors until eventually plunging itself into an empty cubicle. All the contents of your lunch landing in the large white bowl with a plump, and eventually more sounds you didn't want to identify.
Gross.
"Holy shit Y/n.. I.. didn't know it was this bad.." Alice's worried voice came softly behind you. Slowly, soft hands gripped your hair and pulled it away from your face. "You need to get rid of him, seriously, ill do it myself if you wont."
"No!" You coughed, trying to wipe your mouth on toilet paper. "No! I'll do it-.. I can do it.." You mumbled, trying to calm the tremors in your body.
Gentle brown eyes gazed down on your crumpled form, a sad frown developed on her face. "It's okay. You're gonna make it out."
"You're gonna make it out."
'You're gonna make it out.'
'You're gonna make it- "Out. I want out." You said firmly, gripping tightly onto the hidden phone in your phone pocket, such being barely covered except for your long ruffled shirt.
Kaiser looked in the mirror in front of his vanity for a long while as you shook in your clothes. He had gotten you partially ready for a new shoot in his magazine today, and he was starting on his skincare for the morning upon hearing you say that.
It had been a week and a half since you saw your friends. A week and a half of planning, preparing, and gathering.
"What do you mean by.. Out?" He hummed lightly, continuing his routine without a second beat, nor a glance in your terrified direction.
Why isn't he looking at you? It made you sick.
You watched the entire scene with wide eyes, internally bracing for yelling or screaming. But you should have known better, Kaiser never began with yelling.
Not when its such a good opportunity.
"I want to break up." You said softly, grabbing your hands tightly together in nervousness. "I can't do this anymore.. You're controlling me- manipulating me! It... hurts Michael! I.."
"So this means you don't love me anymore." Kaiser said blankly, little to no emotion in his voice. He was rubbing moisturizer into his cheekbones, his blue eyes staring at something behind you, but never fully at you.
He was still as beautiful as ever.
God how you wanted him to just look at you.
Just once, to look at you. Not past you, not through you.
It was unnerving how the silence continued. And the entire room fell silent aside from the clicking of his bottles and your sharp breaths.
'I don't love him anymore?' You wondered in your head, pondering on his words. He said you don’t love him anymore. How could that be true? Your heart turned cold. Not love him? Who the hell was he to say you don't love him? You've done everything for him! You've done all this... for him!
It was hard for you too. Why would he disregard all your effort like that?
"So i'm right?" He echoes, and your scrambled to say something before he could go to far. "Not that! Anything but that..!" You glared hard into the floor now, pulling your fists down to the sides of your body.
"Michael! You know exactly how much I love you!" You cracked, tears of unappreciation falling down your cheeks in small little glides. Kaiser finally looked at you through the mirror and smiled gently. The sides of his face melting into something sorrowful and pitiful.
He must have waited for you to start crying. Sick bastard.
"Then why do you want 'out', schatz?" He mumured to you, and all of a sudden your head was pushed somewhere warm. Somewhere where you could hear a heartbeat softly pulsing side the body before you.
Kaiser's hands rubbed the sides of your head, pulling you closer to his chest despite the tears and snot flowing out of you. You pushed away from him, bumps crawling up your arms from fear for him even laying a graze on you.
Kaisers touch was like a bowl of thorns for you. You hated it. You hate him. You hate how much you still love him.
"Stop- g-get hicc- away-" You sobbed, banging weak-fully against him. "Stop acting like- you care! You're only doing this- because-!" Kaiser shushed you and started to rub your back. Laying his head upon top of yours, coaxing you.
Why was he being so kind? So.. warm?
"Come on. Tell me. Why do you want to leave me if you love me? Am I not enough for you? Am I too much? I'm sorry if I am, you know I can't help it because of dear ole dad." He mumbled, digging his face like a cat in your hair as he held your body close into his. His breath brushing up against the back of your neck., you shiver and grab onto his arms, pulling yourself out of his embrace.
Its disgusting.
"Im done okay?! Done! I can't do this anymore Kaiser!" You snap, ugly tears running down onto your collarbones. Your hands try their hardest to wipe them away, but your shaking so hard its difficult to do so.
Kaiser looks down at you, gears turning in his head before a sharp hand grips your wrist. You stop trying to wipe your tears and stare up at him frozen in place, only to see Kaiser with a dark look in his blank blue eyes.
And everything breaks. The fear, the terror, the pain.
"Wait- waitwait wait! I didn't mean to-" You scrambled, trying to pull away from him with frantic pulses of strength. Your breaths begin to rapidly increase as he doesn't let go, instead pulling you closer to him.
"Michael? Michael?! Micha I- I am so sorry- I'll-" You whimper, and Kaiser finally lets your wrist go when he has you close enough. Instead brushing his hand lightly against your chin, pulling your face up in one swoop.
"You'll what? Leave me like everyone else? I knew you were too good to be true." He tilted your head like he was examining your face, ignoring your squirming and your runny nose. You looked like a mess, really.
It felt like every fiber of your being was on end when he finally let you go, only for pain to bloom around your jaw.
"ACk-!" You choke out while flying back a foot or two, stumbling before finally landing on your bottom on the cold hardwood floor. "M-Michael?" You stammer, clutching the spot on your cheek he had just punched.
He looked so eerily calm. Just standing overtop of you.
Until he wasn't.
"S-ssshit-! Get off-" You fight him as he flys down atop of you, his hands bringing themselves to wrap around your neck with a bone crushing grip. You cough and hack, trying, failing, to get his hands off of you. His knees are digging into your stomach, and his eyes are staring dead into your own blood-shot ones.
You watch with fading vision as he leans his head down and lips your lips. Coated in tears, sweat, and mucus.
You wanted to vomit, you could barely breathe. And yet he forced your mouth open and began to kiss you deeply, feeling every desperate hack of air you fought for.
Finally, right before you passed out, he let you go. Dropping his hands down to your waist where he still dug into your skin with his legs, his head dipping lower to your bruising skin on your jaw with gentle touches, lightly dragging his lips across the blemishes.
"Don't leave me, my love, you know you need me. How will you pay the bills?"
'You've never let me get a job.'
"Who will love you like I will?"
'You've never let me talk to my family since we got together.'
"Who will accept you like I do?"
'Who will.. accept me?' You blank out, only now realizing he's leaving your body, leaving your warmth. Instead he's standing up off of you, and turning away from your gaze, staring at the wall.
"I know all the things you've done, Schatz. Will your friends still love you if they knew your thoughts? You're guilty pleasures? You're mistakes and failures? Because I can guarantee, they wont."
"But if you really want to go, go ahead." He threw out at the last second, throwing you for a loop.
You can go? You really can?
But the fear of being unwelcomed made you look back and hesitate, and he wasn't even looking at you. He wasn't there at all even.
You shakily stood up, hugging your body as blood dripped from your mouth. You made a beeline for the door, just a few feet away.
5 feet.
4 feet.
3 feet.
2 feet.
WHAM
Your body falls sideways, you didn't even notice your legs buckled from under you until you hit the floor with a loud thump. Your eyes widen and your mouth stretches as red hot searing pain drums up your legs.
You glance down and scream in horror as your ankle is bent in a sickening way, you turn your head and catch eye of Kaiser holding a metal bat.
"You did it to yourself." He says, a cruel grin on his lips.