#utapri van

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OHHHHH GUYS ya’ll probably gonna kill me for this but im not sorry  yeah btw i know clone high for a very long time, but only now i have someone to talk about it so yeah memes

[writer-akihiko]

Thanks for doing the Paradise Lost story! It was so good that I felt like it deserves a sequel (if that is possible) and then branch out into different endings for each fallen angel (and maybe a glimmer of hope for Kira a.k.a Uriel x Reader). But I’ll leave it up to you to decide if you don’t like my suggestion

One With Tragedy - Yandere!Eichii + Yandere!Van + Yandere!Yamato X Reader X Kira PT2

PART 1

Ah I was waiting to post this! Endings are a definite must. Disclaimer: This is my personal characterisation of Eichii, Van and Yamato from Utapri as a Yandere. Actual Eichii, Van and Yamato would not do this; this is my take on how Eichii, Van and Yamato acts as a Yandere.

Warnings: Emotional Manipulation, Yandere Themes, Implications of Torture

It was a blur. There wasn't much that you could do, as your shoulders ached but you weren't sure why. The sudden feeling of panic settled in and that's when you ripped off the sheets. You were wearing a much more revealing garment than before, and being self-conscious, you pulled up the sheets to cover up yourself.

It brought you back to thinking, particularly about how you got here. It was mostly foggy, as you tried to remember why on earth those people from your dreams haunted you so. You thought those dream boyfriends were just a figment of your imagination, but the fact that they were way more than what you thought terrified you.

"Ah, our lovely YN is awake..."

"E-Eiichi!"

The demon made his way to the bed, dipping it as he sat on it. He scoffed, taking off the glasses. His dark purple eyes seemed mystical, somewhat incomparable to the Eiichi in your dreams. He was certainly a gorgeous man, but the horns and wings that were tucked behind his back snapped you out of the illusion.

Running a hand through his hair, he spoke. "Please, don't call me that ridiculous name anymore. It's Lucifer."

You'd be lying if you weren't slightly tempted by the handsome man. With some composure, you asked, "Were my dreams a lie then?"

It was what you wanted to know the most. Every night where you'd lie in bed, you'd dream of at least one of them serenading you as their ideal lover. You went along with it, dreaming of them even in the morning. They gave you a reason to look forward to the night, to be safe in the night… who knew they were the demons people warned you about in the night.

"Why would I lie to you, YN?"

You couldn't stand it. His voice was as sweet as he was in your dreams. He was the Eiichi you fell in love with, the Eiichi you thought never existed and was only a part of your lonely desire to be with someone.

"I may not be Eiichi, but I'm still Lucifer. The one who used the name Eiichi," He said, his clawed hands tracing your palms ever so slightly. His cold breath made you shiver, as he inched closer to you. His wings unfurled gracefully to the point you could be fooled that he was your Guardian Angel…

Guardian Angel…

"Where is he?"

Eiichi, no... Lucifer... was as smug of a lover as you remembered. He only hummed, his fingers trailing underneath his jaw as his head tilted towards you. "Oh... I wonder my darling~" He asked, his voice almost sarcastic as his wings relaxed, almost threatening you in a way.

You were angry. You were angry at the stupid demon at the foot of your bed for misleading you and taking advantage of every single feeling of affection and romance you had for him. You grabbed the pillow behind your back, the tears pooling at your eyes as you chucked it at him. "Where is he?! Just tell me!"

Eiichi dodged the pillow. He didn't say much, and you couldn't tell if he was truly angry with you. It sent shivers down your spine, the way how it seems as if he knew what your next move was, what your emotions and reactions were... It simply made every second of those dreams disgusting to you.

Green flames pooled when the pillow flew mid-air, as it froze. The lime-green flames took the shape of Yamato, except the Yamato you remembered wore much more casual attire and carried himself in an aloof manner. This Yamato was much more crude, despite the refined clothes he was wearing.

The pillow quickly burned away under his fingers, Yamato wiping away the ashes off his shoulder. "So what's the princess upset about? Lucifer, you didn't mess with her right?"

You let out a sigh of relief. Finally, someone who was reasonable-

"That's my job after all."

Never mind.

Before you could blink, Yamato pushed you to the bed, trapping you under his arms. You certainly had dreamed of the moment Yamato would be a little rough with you, but it was never under such… circumstances. His face was as wolfish as you remembered, perhaps more so with the tiny fangs protruding from his lips.

"Name's Azazel. Remember it darling," He teased. "You wouldn't wanna get burned like that chicken of an angel…"

You pushed him away. "Angel? Where is he?!"

Lucifer at this point was rolling his eyes at the repeated question. Yama- Azazel, was much more visibly irritated, cussing under his breath. "Uriel this, Uriel that… Why don't you ask about us instead? Your three dream boyfriends?"

You scowled. Sure, it wasn't everyday that you'd meet all the boyfriends you had in your dreams, but that was fictional. It didn't mean anything in the grand scheme of your desires. Uriel promised you-

"He promises to you were nothing but shit, darling. Don't you know?" Lucifer caught you off. Oh right… They're demons… of course they could read your mind. Who would've guessed…

Azazel nodded, green flames igniting his left hand as he swerved it around, causing you to be anxious that he might just set you and the sheets on fire. "Think about it… Why in the nine hells would Uriel, a high-ranking angel, help someone like you?" He scoffed. "You're gorgeous in my eyes, no doubt. But unlike us demons… Angels aren't supposed to have worldly desires."

Lucifer went on. "Uriel... Did you really know what he wanted? He knew your soul was pure..."

You nodded, remembering how Uriel revealed the purity of your soul.

Lucifer grasped onto your hand, his claws brushing against your palm in a comforting way. "He wanted it for himself... He wanted to consume it to maintain his power."

"Why do you think they send the corrupted ones to hell? It's because we eat corrupted souls and have evil intent... They do the same!" Azazel burst out, his flames almost reflecting his anger. "And they spin lies to get humans to trust them, for humans like you to fuel his own power. He's selfish YN, he always has been. One pure human won't change it!"

It was too much for you. Uriel… all he did was lie? Was it to condemn you to hell anyway? The memories somehow came back, of the tiny flirting and the little flits of affection from him to you, as he swore on his life that he'd reunite you with your sibling. As memory by memory passed by, it seemed much more bittersweet, and the melodic sounds of heaven he'd say turned to poison in your ears.

"Oh my sweet little YN, who made you cry?"

You didn't realise the tears that slipped past, as they rolled down your cheek. The hot trail was brushed away by a new face, the third person you would blush about at night, Van. The imaginary flirtatious lover cooed over your crying face, shushing your cries away. "There there… Your beloved Belial is here…"

Somehow, Van's... Belial's hug was comforting. You remembered what he told you when he suddenly whisked you away. You were meant to be saved by them. You were meant to be cared by them. Somehow, listening to Azazel and Lucifer reveal the truth about Uriel pained your chest. Did you really love him in that way?

"Don't fret YN... The lovers of your dreams..." Belial whispered in your ear. "They've become a reality. So relish in it, won't you?"

Caught up in your emotions, all you could do was cry in Belial's arms, with Azazel and Lucifer by your side. With your heart wrenched by betrayal, how could you have seen Belial's other arm, soaked in blue angel's blood with two pairs of pure white wings at the floor of your bed...

"You fall so easily, YN."

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Van!! Who the hell is this....

[writer-akihiko]

I don't know if you've heard of Paradise Lost by HEAVENS (https://www.utapri.com/sp/heavens/paradise_lost/), but can you do Yandere!Van, Yandere!Eiichi and Yandere!Yamato (the Fallen Angels: Belial (Van), Azazel (Yamato) and Lucifer (Eiichi)) + Kira (Uriel) x Reader?

One With Tragedy - Yandere!Eichii + Yandere!Van + Yandere!Yamato X Reader X Kira

PART 2

I hope you like this! I had so much fun with the world-building aspect of this! Disclaimer: This is my personal characterisation of Eichii, Van and Yamato from Utapri as a Yandere. Actual Eichii, Van and Yamato would not do this; this is my take on how Eichii, Van and Yamato acts as a Yandere.

If you were ever asked on the reality of the world, what would you answer? Is it about yourself, or about the people around you? An objective answer can never be found…

Your typing was interrupted by a tap to your shoulder. You thought you were alone in the solemn café you frequented for your papers, but you guessed not. There was not a being behind you as you searched for the person who interrupted your train of thought. Perhaps a server who had warned you again about closing time?

Before you closed the word document with your precious essay, you made note of the continuing sentence to finish it off.

…for we as humans are ignorant.

It was a shame you never understood the weight of your words, for you'd never know if they would save you.

Ah, but the statement of 'humans are ignorant' would not uphold would it?

~○~

Black feathers, unseen by humans followed you as three looming figures followed you. The bird-like beings perched on the edges of buildings, trailing your every move.

"You just had to touch her, didn't you Belial?" A green haired demon scoffed. Accompanying his rage was a green aura of some sort of magic. Before any incidents occurred, the bespectacled demon who observed you so quietly raised his hand at the other two demons that were causing a ruckus.

"Belial. Azazel. Shut your traps," He huffed at them. Lucifer was no stranger to interacting with the humans, but even he had to admit that what Belial did was stupid. "Your argument might attract those annoying guardians over."

The three demons who followed you were not planning to drag you under to curse you in any way. At first, the green haired demon, Azazel was tasked with corrupting you. Throughout his findings, he could only shamelessly admit to his superior Lucifer that he had fallen for you, no pun intended.

Lucifer, enraged with his subordinate's failure, sent Belial to you instead. Belial failed due to his incompetence to the guardian angel you had following you. Belial himself couldn't lie that you somehow enchanted him too. He teasingly told Lucifer that they should recruit you as a succubus, but after seeing Lucifer's reaction, the joke may have been a priority instead.

Lucifer himself prided in the fact that he was capable of bringing any human down, no matter how righteous. He couldn't understand why such a person as you was such a nuisance… After reviewing his subordinate's performances, he cursed those guardians for blessing you. You intrigued him, truly, not like any other.

The demons' obsession with you grew stronger each day, as they observed your usual routine from your stressed moments to your quiet nights. Azazel wouldn't stop growling at the other humans that approached you, while Belial would constantly sing praises of how beautiful you look day to day. Lucifer kept his eyes open for any guardians around you, after all, those three weren't strangers to ripping a few angels' wings…

Every night Belial would use his special abilities to invade your dreams, and one by one they would spend time with you as your ideal lover each night, switching each night. They'd enjoy you waking up with blooming cheeks as you'd curl up, remembering the romantic dream from last night.

"So my reports were right… There are demons lurking around a Blessed One…"

At his neck, the searing holy magic burned his skin, as Lucifer raised his hands in surrender.

"Took long for you to reach here, Uriel~" Lucifer taunted, venom in his voice. Oh how he longed to rip those wings Uriel prided himself in…

Azazel was the first to strike, his demonic magic immobilising Uriel's arm. Azazel held the higher angel down, using every single ounce of his magic to hold the angel down.

Once the holy magic was away from him, Lucifer gave his orders out. "Belial, retrieve YN. I don't care who you have to kill or curse."

"Roger~"

"As for this pest…" Lucifer lent his magic to Azazel, the angel restricted to the ground. Uriel struggled against the restraints, as the power of two higher ranking demons was enough to cancel out his own.

Lucifer let Azazel hold the reigns over the angel as he looked down on Uriel.

"Uriel, you make me think that Paradise has gotten stupider as centuries go by…" He began, toying with his dark magic as a threat to Uriel. "You thought us demons wouldn't notice the high ranking angel Uriel becoming the guardian angel of a lowly human?"

"You think we wouldn't watch you," Azazel taunted. "It's not hard to realise that oh-so famous Uriel has a crush on a little human."

"I…" Uriel coughed out, barely breathing after Azazel crushed his wings. "I'd never stoop so low. She means nothing to me."

"You hear that YN sweetie? He doesn't care about you~"

To Uriel's horror, you were in Belial's arm as your wide eyes shed a tear. He wasn't sure if it was for his horrible state or if it was for the false betrayal those demons put you in. He remembered how hopeful your face was when he told you of the possible reunion of you and your beloved sibling in Paradise, and the way you said you'll try to do your best…

Uriel's heart broke seeing you hide in Belial's chest, as you faced away from the one who swore to protect you. Even if you weren't meant to be in Paradise, Uriel himself would've proven to the other angels that you belonged with them.

Lucifer reached out to you, patting your head as he whispered to you. "Close your eyes YN. It might get messy."

You did so, as well as your ears as you couldn't bear to hear the cries of agony from Uriel as Azazel further wrecked his wings. Belial held you close, using his magic to send comforting thoughts into your head.

Uriel was quickly summoned away by the orders of Lucifer, as he said that Uriel wasn't fully dead and he intended to gift a broken Uriel to the other angels as a present. You weren't sure how sincere Lucifer was, but then again, Uriel did betray you…

"Don't think about him YN," Azazel scoffed, dusting off any pure white feathers from his coat. "Instead, you should be thinking about what kind of demon you wanna be."

"Huh?"

Belial, who the entire time had been courteous to you, told you in a much stricter tone, "Of course, you're coming with us. Why would I take you?"

"I… I thought-"

Lucifer grabbed you from under your chin, his face practically inches away from yours. "You thought wrong, darling. You're getting dragged with us and you need to be a demon otherwise you'd die down there."

"To put it simply," They said in unison.

"Fall with us."