HI HI HI!!! YOU KNOW MEEEE, can I ask a fluff Kale x male!reader? 🥺
kale x male!reader
Warnings: kissing, swearing
(I've never written for him so I hope this is okay!!! Kale is my favourite sassy guy I lowkey love him)
I was walking around our small town, my head down looking at something on my phone. I was walking the same route as normal so I expected everything too be the same, the same dirt path, same sights and how there was no people around.
But this time there was.
As I was walking I bumped into someone my phone falling out my hand, I let out a surprised yelp and quickly scrambled too pick it up
"Shit I'm sorry-" I mumbled out, but as I looked up I saw a familiar face, Kale.
"Kale? I haven't seen you in years!" I said excitedly, a smile forming on my face.
I hadn't seen him since high school, but I'd always liked him always thought he was pretty. We were never close but sometimes I'd catch him staring at me from across the room or showing up too my games even though we both knew he hated anything like that.
"Hi! Oh woah it's been in years" He said, his voice high and shocked
"How have you been?"
"Uh good yeah, yeah good" He replied a blush creeping up his cheeks
"Hows your managing business going?" I asked politely, although by the way his expression changed I could tell it wasn't good
"Let's not talk about that..." Kale whispered
"Why don't we uh walk and talk? Catch up and everything" He offered a small smile
"Yeah, that would be nice" I replied and started walking with him, our hands close but never touching. It felt nice too finally see him again and he looked so beautiful the way he always did. So perfect, I couldn't take my eyes of him
"You're staring" But he didn't seem too mind much, in fact he looked like he enjoyed it
"I'm just... You look so beautiful" I whispered and looked into his eyes "You're so handsome"
"Am I?"
"Very" I giggled
"You're handsome too, I mean I always thought you were but now you're just amazing" He walked towards me backing me up against the wall, my breath hitched and heart started beating faster. Was it finally about too happen? What I'd wanted for years?
"Kale."
He placed his hands on my hips and leaned in so his breath was ghosting over my face. He didn't move for a while, just stood there with me. Like we'd always wanted and then he whispered
"You were the first boy I ever liked, the first man I had a crush on. But I could never express it, I couldn't tell you how much I liked you and I tried to hide it yet all these years later I still like you. All I ever wanted was you"
Then he leaned in and kissed me, it surprised me at first but I didn't stop him. I kissed back moving my lips against his, he was warm and so good it was all I'd ever dreamt of.
My arms moved too wrap around his neck and pull him closer, the kiss continued until he pulled back a huge grin on his face
"That was everything I imagined it would be" I told him
"The first and only boy I've ever wanted too be with" Kale leaned in again and kissed me this time with more passion
Summary: Champa has arrived with his Eldest Daughter (Y/n) with the intent on having the Universe 6's main warriors take good care of her, easier said then done when you realize that the person you're babysitting is actually needing special care. But don't worry, Hit has it under control.
A/n: There's no comment, other than this takes place within my DBZ Overhaul AU, I was bored and on the way to the store I thought about this. Might be Biased towards Hit. Sowwy.
Chapter One - Lord Champa's Request
It's a quiet day in the Null Realm as the various warriors of Universe 6 await the arrival of Lord Champa. They were supposed to await instructions based on the Tournament of Power but were asked to arrive at the Null Realm in what seemed to be either a prerequisite meeting or something else entirely.
Cabba stood on the sidelines eyeing Frost suspiciously as he made something with malicious intent, possibly a Concoction of Poison who knows. Kale nervously standing around, Caulifa brandishing a knife then throwing said knife in the air and Hit standing around idly as he looked and glanced at an invisible watch on his arm.
It's been nearly an hour since Champa announced and the four main warriors were getting a bit restless. That was, until a bright light caught their attention. In a blinding light, stood Champa, Vados and what seemed to be a (H/C), (H/L) female, with sharp (E/C) eyes, fair colored (S/C) and a meek expression on her face.
The others' attention was caught by her and just like that ceased what they were doing prior.
”Lord Champa, what took you so long?” Kale asked, a little bit nervous.
“Oh, you know, finishing my first meal of the—”
“He means 10th. Meal, and we had to get (Y/n) ready.” Vados said, and the others turned to the female clutching Vados' skirt, and once she was made aware of the attention she received she began to hide behind the female's skirt.
“Oh! You haven't met (Y/n) yet, have you?” Vados asked, and the others nodded.
“She's my daughter. I had her with some random mortal. Me and my brother were interested in her, turns out she was with my brother first an' cheated on him with me. She fell pregnant, and for nearly her entire life, up until she was 16 he called me angrily to announce that and I quote. “That dumbass bitch whore, Jane literally CHEATED ON ME, and HAD ME RAISE YOUR CHILD. Come and get her or I'll erase her myself.” tch. I had to come down to Universe 7 where I had my ass kicked by my brother and told to “Never bring that mistake around here again.” at first I had want nothing to do with her, but—“
“Let's get straight to the point, Lord Champa had a daughter from an affair his partner was having on his Brother, this caused (Y/n)'s birth, his Brother Lord Beerus raised the child, and Lord Beerus handed her over, Lord Champa didn't want anything to do with her, and I forced him to take responsibility.” Vados said, and Cabba looked over.
“So she must be strong isn't she?” Cabba asked hopeful, Champa choked on his Pudding and gasped.
“No, abso-fucking-lutely not. She is NOT a warrior— no offense, sweetie— she is my only daughter, and she can't afford to get hurt. You're lucky you get to meet her at all!” Champa snaps.
“But why would you introduce her to us if there were no plans on having her participate in the Tournament of Power? It seems so counterintuitive don't you think?” Caulifa asked.
“Because she STILL needs training.” Champa snarls, and the others are confused.
“Training? What does that have to do with anything? Can't you train her yourself?” Kale asked, a bit sheepish.
“Oh I would, but she has special needs and special “requirements” that I cannot help her with. She has a particularity that she did not inherit from me.”
With that said, Hit narrowed his eyes and nodded. “She has autism.”
Champa and Vados looked surprised.
“Huh, Auto— wha?”
“Autism, formerly known as Aspergers Syndrome, now known as Autism Spectrum Disorder, it's a disorder categorized under a learning disability that needs attention and help. Perhaps, (Y/n) here needs someone to accommodate her training sessions like you suggested. She can get too overstimulated easily and needs help, not... Whatever you were doing prior.”
“That's very observant, Hit.” Frost purrs, “But have you considered this? Maybe she needs a bit of... “Work done” like Poi—“
Just as he was about to suggest something awful, Hit slammed his fist against the Frost Demon's face, and sent him to the floor.
“Try anything and you will wish you were killed by me.” Hit said, and Champa nodded.
“Very well, since you seem to know what you're doing, I expect you to teach my daughter alongside Cabba, Caulifa, Kale and Frost. Before the Tournament of Power has arrived. I do not tolerate failure, and if a single hair has been hurt on my daughter...”
The threat hung limply, no room for any pleasantries, he made it clear there would be bloodshed, just as Champa threatened, he disappeared with Vados leaving a panicked (Y/n) in a room with strangers she just met.
Warnings/tags: fingering, sub Kale, insecurity, reader giving praise, established relationship
A/N: I am so gay.....
KINKTOBER MASTERLIST
The night air outside the small outpost was cool and still, the desert wind sighing softly against the cracked windowpanes. You and Kale had trained until the suns had dipped below the ridge, until her energy burned down to a faint, trembling hum in her veins. Now, the two of you lay side by side in the quiet room, the faint glow of the stars spilling through the window and painting silver lines across her shoulders.
Her breathing came slow, uneven. She’d been trying to hide the winces each time she shifted, but you’d seen it—the strain in her back, the exhaustion sitting heavy in her body. You reached out, brushing her shoulder gently. “You’re wound tighter than damn cable,” you murmured.
Kale turned her head slightly toward you, her eyes wide and uncertain. “I-I’m fine,” she insisted softly, though her voice wavered.
“You’re not,” you said, smiling a little. So stubborn. “Let me help.”
Your hands pressed lightly against the muscles between her shoulder blades, kneading in slow, careful circles. She tensed at first, every instinct telling her to pull away, to hide the small sounds that escaped her. But then she exhaled and let herself melt beneath your touch.
“You push yourself too hard,” you said quietly. “Even Caulifla doesn’t drive herself like this.”
“She’s strong,” Kale murmured. “I have to keep up with her.”
You shook your head, fingers easing the knots that had gathered near her spine. “You’re strong too, you know.”
For a moment, there was no answer, only the slow rhythm of her breath rising and falling beneath your palms and the warmth between you. Then she rolled halfway onto her side, eyes searching yours. “You really think so?”
Kale gave a soft, startled laugh, the sound quiet and uncertain but real. It vibrated against your chest as she shifted, trying to hide her face even as the motion drew her closer. She tucked herself against you again, forehead resting against your collarbone. Her breath was warm there, uneven.
“Thank you,” she whispered.
The words seemed to linger in the air between you, fragile but weighted. You could feel the uncertainty in her, like she was still learning how to accept kindness, how to believe it belonged to her. You brushed your thumb along her jaw, tracing the faint pulse beneath her skin.
You leaned in, just enough that her breath brushed against your lips: a quiet permission. She hesitated for a heartbeat, then closed the distance.
The kiss was tentative, careful at first, like she wasn’t sure she was allowed to want it. Then, slowly, her hand lifted to your chest, fingertips trembling as they rested over your heart. You could feel it beating hard against her palm, and she smiled faintly against your mouth, shy and disbelieving.
Your hands found her sides, tracing the line of her waist before settling at her hips. She shifted closer without meaning to, the heat between you rising, her breath catching as she ended up in your lap. Kale made a small, startled sound, but didn’t pull away.
“Easy,” you murmured, a half-smile in your voice. “You’re okay.”
She laughed softly and you felt her relax, muscles in her thighs easing beneath your palms. You could feel her strength even in that trembling touch, the power she usually hid pressing just beneath her skin.
Your fingers dragged upwards, thumbs hooking into the waistband of her bottoms, and your eyes found hers. “Can I?”
Her teeth caught her bottom lip, and she nodded quickly.
You peeled the fabric down her legs, slowly but surely, exposing her to your eyes. You bit back a small sound at the sight of her like this–all vulnerable and spread out for you, sitting all cute in your lap.
“You look so pretty like this,” you purred, dragging your nails up the skin of her leg before pinching the flesh of her hip.
She preened at your praise, pink tinting her cheeks, her fingers fisting into your clothes. “Please touch me.”
“I am touching you, Kale,” you smirked, voice full of mirth.
Her eyebrows furrowed, and she tugged on your top, pouting slightly. “You know what I mean.”
You let your fingers drift a little lower, skimming the edge of her slit, teasing enough to make her shiver. Her hand tightened in your shirt, nails grazing your skin, and you felt the faint, delicious thrill of her reaction.
“You know you love it when I pay attention to you,” you murmured, voice low and teasing, letting your thumb brush lightly over the slickness of her folds. Her breath hitched, a sharp, fragile sound that made your chest tighten. “Selfish girl.”
She leaned into you, pressing herself closer, and whispered, “I can’t help it…” Her words were soft, almost lost in the hush of the room, but the way she spoke sent a pulse of warmth through you.
You grinned, starting to rub slow strokes with your thumb over her clit. “I know,” you said, voice edged with amusement. “That’s what makes this so fun.”
Her cheeks burned, but she didn’t pull away. She let herself arch into you, her small, shy movements betraying the desire that was so bold for somebody so quiet. You shifted slightly, gathering her wetness between her folds before slowly pressing one into her entrance.
She whimpered, her thighs tensing where they bracketed your lap. Her walls tightened around the digit as you pressed deeper, until your palm was pressed to her clit. You stilled, letting her get used to the fullness. It had been a while since the two of you had done this, after all.
She panted, her breath coming in shallow gasps as she adjusted.
“Shhhh,” you whispered, your breath tickling her neck. “You’re doing such a good job for me.”
You slowly started to move inside her, setting a gentle rhythm, gently curling your finger upwards to tease at the sensitive spot that really made her weak. That earned you a high, breathy whine, and she clamped her eyes shut, hips rolling to press against the hand that was making her feel so good.
Her shivers grew, little noises escaping her lips involuntarily. You could feel the tension rolling through her in waves, each one building on the last, each one responding to the teasing press of your fingers, the quiet encouragement in your voice.
Her forehead pressed against your shoulder, a mix of trust and want stirring in her expression. She let herself melt into your touch, every little tremble and gasp feeding into the charged closeness between you.
You grinned softly, your hand leaving her waist to brush a strand of hair from her flushed face, thumb tracing along her cheek. “That’s it, angel, just like that,” you murmured, voice husky, letting her feel the praise in every word.
Adding another finger, you changed your angle, wrist tilting so your palm could rub against her clit. Your rhythm became intent–needy, as you moved, thrusting upward against her sweet spot so your hand rubbed just right against her clit.
Her breath hitched again, body quivering in your hands. You held her steady, letting the sensations carry her, let her adjust to the intensity of your ministrations, taking in the way her body seemed to give in to yours completely. Her eyes fluttered open briefly, glimmering in the dim light, cheeks flushed and lips parted, strings of moans slipping unabated from her mouth. The warmth radiating from her body made your own pulse quicken, and the powerful mix of affection and desire between you only grew.
Your words were strained in her ear as you spoke. “You gonna cum just from this? Aren’t you a good girl. So easy to please.” You punctuated your words with a tiny kiss to the side of her head, speeding up your thrusts inside her pussy as you felt her hands latching onto your for purchase.
Kale gasped softly, small tremors rippling through her body, and you felt pleasure seize her in one final, fatal cinch. The pent-up energy, the desperate need for closeness and reassurance, all of it spilled over into a shiver that ran from her fingers to her shoulders, and you felt it in every inch of her. She clung to you, breathless, trembling with the intensity of the moment, and your arms tightened instinctively, holding her steady as sensation wracked through her body.
When it passed, you shifted slightly, making sure she was fully supported against you. Your hands traced soothing circles along her back, and you pressed a gentle kiss to the crown of her head. “Hey… it’s okay,” you murmured, voice soft, grounding her. Her shivers eased beneath your touch, and fingers threaded through her hair, smoothing it away from her face. “I’ve got you,” you whispered, tilting her chin up to meet your eyes.
She smiled faintly, finally relaxed, settling against your chest. You held her there, letting the quiet intimacy settle around you. The room was cozy, warm with the comfort of her feeling full, cherished and seen.
champa has revealed to everyone of his secret affair child he conceived with his twin's ex partner. although, the problem is. his daughter is special... champa hopes with the tornument of power in a few weeks he could enroll his daughter in... but with that comes a lot of training...
Ok ok, can I HC on what the heads of vandley would do if their S/O could sleep
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Heads of Vandelay reaction to their S/o sleeping
TW; Fluff
Notes; Sorry for not posting for a while it's been really busy for me
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Kale
He doesn't get as much sleep as he likes since he has insomnia so when he finds S/o comfortable asleep on the couch, he'll just lay down right next to them and spoon them until he falls asleep
When nighttime comes along Kale will cuddle up next S/o laying his head on their chest he loves when they brush his hair because it helps feel dozy, listening to their heartbeat also helps the way he hear their heart skip a beat as they cuddle him in their arms
During work Kale will have them on his lap as they sleep while he talks with the others on cam not caring if it's silly or a distraction, they're staying there during the meeting if they like it or not
Rekka
Even though she's all work, no play person and her posters say 'No napping, there's work to do' all over her factory to remind her workers, but she makes an exception for her S/o when she finds them asleep on her chair with her favorite jacket around their shoulder
She can't help but fall more in love with them seeing them taking a nap in her office, that she won't even wake them up from their slumber Rekka will slowly move the chair away so that she won't disturb them will she works on her computer
On certain days when Production went wrong or Zanzo did something again that messed with her rep she'll carry them over to the couch in her office space, lay them down on her chest as she fells asleep cuddling them like a teddy bear
Zanzo
As much as Zanzo is a perfectionist at heart when it comes to his work and projects even during his sleep he can't help but make more ideas, but when he sees his S/o asleep on the couch or at his desk he instantly melts at the sight of them
He'll take off his white jacket to drape over them so they won't catch anything while he works, but Zanzo will make sure that his S/o is comfortable in their sleep placing a pillow under their head, taking off their shoes and that they're in a comfortable position
When work is slow today Zanzo will join S/o on the couch or place them on his lap as they slept occasionally playing with their hair as he looks over his paperwork
Mimosa
Honestly Mimosa doesn't see anything wrong with sleeping in between work cause she needs her beauty sleep before performing she has a special route before going to sleep, applying moisturizer to her face, brush her hair then change of her suit
When she finds her S/o on the couch asleep she'll wake them up so they can wear something more comfortable then in their work wear, afterwards Mimosa will lead them to her room so they can sleep more comfortable in her plush bed then on the hard couch plus she loves when they run their fingers down her back
Roquefort
When his S/o starts to feel dozy and he notices it Roquefort will call them over and have them sit on his lap so they can sleep while he goes over Zanzo's budget again, holding their head against his shoulder so they won't wake up with a sore neck
If he's super busy he'll order one of the bots to bring the best bed they have for S/o so they can be comfortable while he works away on every file, paper and budget he has today
At night Roquefort will spoon S/o throughout the time and will occasionally nuzzle into their neck when they move around, always pulling up the blanket when it starts to slide off them and holding onto it making sure that they are comfortable warm
@prismatic-starstuff heard you were thinking about a certain merchant~
You were grateful that Limgrave was farther away from the frigid mountaintops. It wasn't often you had to worry about the biting cold. The bitter Limgrave nights were all you really worried about. Even then, you had a very pleasant solution to cold nights.
However, today was an especially windy day, and with winter fast approaching, you were practically chilling to the bone. You were sure your breaths were solidifying to cubes.
Truthfully, it was a wide exaggeration, but Kalé found your embroidery cute when you expressed it to him. The merchant, however, found he rather liked the cold, though. His garments usually caused him discomfort in the heat, especially during the shift between spring and summer. Not only that, but on colder nights he could feel the burning inside him chill to a small flickering ember.
The northern chill also gave Kalé the excuse to pull you in against his chest as he wrapped his arms securely around you. Not that he really needed the excuse. Often he'd pull you into an embrace whenever you weren't particularly busy, and were in perfect reach of him. Despite having a distaste for the heat, he rather liked your warmth.
He remembers you asking him once why he doesn't just travel farther north. He had told you that he'd prefer to stay as far away from the capital as possible. If Caelid wasn't, well, Caelid, he'd consider traveling there as well. You suggested the weeping peninsula, but having heard word of frenzy nestled somewhere there, Kalé decided he'd rather avoid it all together.
You had giggled at him saying, "For a wandering merchant, you don't travel much". He had let out a small laugh, recognizing that you meant no ill will behind your words, having already known eachother quite a long while by that point. He hopes one day, though, that he'll have the courage to tell you the truth.
Kalé looked at your shivering form huddled so close to the flickering campfire. He worried, with how far you were leaning, that you'd fall right in.
So he swiftly scooped you in his arms, and brought you flush against his chest. You gave a surprise squeek, but quickly nestled into his embrace, your knees pulled close to you. The merchant wrapped his legs around yours, and pulled you yet closer to him.
He moved his arm, so that he could pluck his hat from his head, and felt you lean toward it, already missing it by your side. Kalé chuckled. He nuzzled his face into your hair, planting a kiss through his mask, and then leaned back slightly to take his hat off. He placed the hat snuggly on you, before resting his chin on your head.
"comfortable, my love?" Kalé asked you.
"Very much so" you said wishing that the laws of the world would allow you to press ever closer to your beloved. "Thank you"
"For you? Anything." He declared. "I love nothing more than to have you close to me."
"Oh, then im sure you're really looking forward to the coming season, as per usual?" His laugh answered your question.
Despite not liking the cold, you had to admit it had it's perks. Kalé seemed to be happier this time of the year. Seeing his spirits lifted never failed to put you at ease. Especially, considering your suspicions regarding his past. You always tried to make him happy.
Along with his better mood, the chill of winter tended to inspire more frequent acts of intimacy between the two of you. You had to admit that you sometimes looked forward to the cold season. All in all, you suppose winter wasn't so bad, regardless of how it bit at your skin.
You had Kalé with you though, so you knew that no matter how cruel the lands grew, or how cold it got. You both would be okay.
Summary: Champa has arrived with his Eldest Daughter (Y/n) with the intent on having the Universe 6's main warriors take good care of her, easier said then done when you realize that the person you're babysitting is actually needing special care. But don't worry, Hit has it under control.
A/n: There's no comment, other than this takes place within my DBZ Overhaul AU, I was bored and on the way to the store I thought about this. Might be Biased towards Hit. Sowwy.
Chapter One - Lord Champa's Request
It's a quiet day in the Null Realm as the various warriors of Universe 6 await the arrival of Lord Champa. They were supposed to await instructions based on the Tournament of Power but were asked to arrive at the Null Realm in what seemed to be either a prerequisite meeting or something else entirely.
Cabba stood on the sidelines eyeing Frost suspiciously as he made something with malicious intent, possibly a Concoction of Poison who knows. Kale nervously standing around, Caulifa brandishing a knife then throwing said knife in the air and Hit standing around idly as he looked and glanced at an invisible watch on his arm.
It's been nearly an hour since Champa announced and the four main warriors were getting a bit restless. That was, until a bright light caught their attention. In a blinding light, stood Champa, Vados and what seemed to be a (H/C), (H/L) female, with sharp (E/C) eyes, fair colored (S/C) and a meek expression on her face.
The others' attention was caught by her and just like that ceased what they were doing prior.
”Lord Champa, what took you so long?” Kale asked, a little bit nervous.
“Oh, you know, finishing my first meal of the—”
“He means 10th. Meal, and we had to get (Y/n) ready.” Vados said, and the others turned to the female clutching Vados' skirt, and once she was made aware of the attention she received she began to hide behind the female's skirt.
“Oh! You haven't met (Y/n) yet, have you?” Vados asked, and the others nodded.
“She's my daughter. I had her with some random mortal. Me and my brother were interested in her, turns out she was with my brother first an' cheated on him with me. She fell pregnant, and for nearly her entire life, up until she was 16 he called me angrily to announce that and I quote. “That dumbass bitch whore, Jane literally CHEATED ON ME, and HAD ME RAISE YOUR CHILD. Come and get her or I'll erase her myself.” tch. I had to come down to Universe 7 where I had my ass kicked by my brother and told to “Never bring that mistake around here again.” at first I had want nothing to do with her, but—“
“Let's get straight to the point, Lord Champa had a daughter from an affair his partner was having on his Brother, this caused (Y/n)'s birth, his Brother Lord Beerus raised the child, and Lord Beerus handed her over, Lord Champa didn't want anything to do with her, and I forced him to take responsibility.” Vados said, and Cabba looked over.
“So she must be strong isn't she?” Cabba asked hopeful, Champa choked on his Pudding and gasped.
“No, abso-fucking-lutely not. She is NOT a warrior— no offense, sweetie— she is my only daughter, and she can't afford to get hurt. You're lucky you get to meet her at all!” Champa snaps.
“But why would you introduce her to us if there were no plans on having her participate in the Tournament of Power? It seems so counterintuitive don't you think?” Caulifa asked.
“Because she STILL needs training.” Champa snarls, and the others are confused.
“Training? What does that have to do with anything? Can't you train her yourself?” Kale asked, a bit sheepish.
“Oh I would, but she has special needs and special “requirements” that I cannot help her with. She has a particularity that she did not inherit from me.”
With that said, Hit narrowed his eyes and nodded. “She has autism.”
Champa and Vados looked surprised.
“Huh, Auto— wha?”
“Autism, formerly known as Aspergers Syndrome, now known as Autism Spectrum Disorder, it's a disorder categorized under a learning disability that needs attention and help. Perhaps, (Y/n) here needs someone to accommodate her training sessions like you suggested. She can get too overstimulated easily and needs help, not... Whatever you were doing prior.”
“That's very observant, Hit.” Frost purrs, “But have you considered this? Maybe she needs a bit of... “Work done” like Poi—“
Just as he was about to suggest something awful, Hit slammed his fist against the Frost Demon's face, and sent him to the floor.
“Try anything and you will wish you were killed by me.” Hit said, and Champa nodded.
“Very well, since you seem to know what you're doing, I expect you to teach my daughter alongside Cabba, Caulifa, Kale and Frost. Before the Tournament of Power has arrived. I do not tolerate failure, and if a single hair has been hurt on my daughter...”
The threat hung limply, no room for any pleasantries, he made it clear there would be bloodshed, just as Champa threatened, he disappeared with Vados leaving a panicked (Y/n) in a room with strangers she just met.
THREE??? THATS ENOUGH SLICES! Honestly though its making me think about putting in a request for Yandere Kale but Idk if anyone else has done it yet
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Yandere!Kale
TW; Yandere, stalking, mention of mind control
Notes; A/N
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Kale being a yandere is nothing more than unexpected considering he's the kind of person that gets what he wants no matter what even if it means hurting a couple of people, he has the power and influence to do just about anything
When he first lays his eyes on you Kale knew immediately that he wanted you that no matter what you or do say, Kale will have you in his grasp even if he has to use SPECTRA early in the process
But in other case he'll use the fly bots to keep an eye on you for the meantime to learn about you and what you like in a person or your favorite things, not only will it be use the fly bots Kale will send out a KEM-0N0 for more closeups so he can admire your pathetic pretty face
If you work for him he'll give you special attention from the best food, best treatment and money Kale is trying to show you that not only can he provide a great workplace, even as a spouse as well even if you can't see it he thinks that you do
He's delusional as well thinking that the smallest things you do or say means that you love him from the smallest touch or even accidentally leaving your pen, he truly believes that you generally love him
When he does get his hands on you it's game over because once your in his hands Kale will never let you go making you think that he trusts you, but in reality he'll put a tracking disc on you monitoring everywhere you go and listening to everything you've said to someone
