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"sorry lol was that too creepy?" oh please! you could NEVER be too creepy for me!! I would literally allow you to put cameras in my room and stalk me 24/7!!! :3
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"sorry lol was that too creepy?" oh please! you could NEVER be too creepy for me!! I would literally allow you to put cameras in my room and stalk me 24/7!!! :3
TW: Yandere Behavior, past neglectful behavior, mentions of past abuse, mentions of religion.
Yandere deadbeat father who was a real work of art, once abandoned you and your momma for his side chick now is preaching about Christian values and how important family is.
Yandere deadbeat father who has apparently changed for his so called new family while leaving you in the dust like you never existed. Never once reaching out to apologize or make up for lost time oh no hed rather just ignore your existence like you aren’t their.
Yandere deadbeat father who doesn’t see you until Christmas where you were supposedly invited by his ma. And god he didn’t realize how much you’ve grown since he last say you (he did leave when you were about 9)
Yandere deadbeat father who akwardly approaches you. Not knowing what to say or do but he didn’t expect and cold nod of acknowledgment nor you practically ignoring him! (God did your mama ever teach you manners!)
Yandere deadbeat father who doesn’t attempt to interact with you after that, only hearing snippets about your life back in the city. (since when did were you interested in art? And what do you mean his baby has a girlfriend/boyfriend! Oh golly you are to young!)
Yandere deadbeat father who realizes how much he’s missed out on your life and childhood because he decided to go fuck around and drink (god he could still remember your face as he slapped your mama when she got to roudy)
Yandere deadbeat father who insists on letting you stay with him and his family for the time being until your winter break ends (he’s gonna make sure to slash your tires so you ain’t gonna go nowhere)
Yandere deadbeat father who has your guest room decorated more childlike. He wants you to feel like home after all!!
Yandere deadbeat father who insists on you spending more time with him so he could finally get to know you better and the more he learns the more he loves you.
Yandere deadbeat father who encourages his family’s more obsessive behavior towards you, he just wants them to love you as much as he does that’s all!
Yandere deadbeat father who doesn’t plan on letting you go, not again no you’ll be his baby forever!
Ps: trying to refine my writing skills so I decided to make this little Drabble with a Yandere deadbeat!
Invincible Variants x Fem! Reader Pt.1
Includes: Sinister Mark, No Goggles Invincible, Goggles Invincible, Mohawk Invincible, Omni Invincible
(I love these names sm lol)
Word Count: ~3.5k
Part 2
Warnings: Dark Content, Violence, Yandere Behavior
Sinister Mark
“Oh, you’re pretty tough.”
He was terrifying.
You made the horrible mistake of attempting to trade blows with this variant clad in yellow and black. You were strong, but nowhere near his level. A single hit to your gut gave you visions of the afterlife.
It took all your strength to stay conscious.
You fell harshly to the ground, and within an instant he was on top of you.
You tried to fight him off, but his hands pinned your arms to your sides.
Blood trickled down your forehead as you breathed heavily, your eyes staring back into his black goggles.
“I’m going to kill you,” he said, almost too casually. “Scream if you want, it’ll be music to my ears.”
You couldn’t beat him, but you could endure.
Your body relaxed, your eyes unwavering. He raised a brow.
“Not going to plead for your pathetic life?”
“There’s no point,” you said. Those words felt like daggers to your throat. “Either way I die.”
His gaze flickered up to the cut on your head, noticing the wound was closing ever so slowly. A healing factor?
He then looked back at you and lifted a hand, before harshly jabbing it into your side, just below your ribcage. His fingers opened your skin easily. You gritted your teeth at the newfound pain, him examining the bloody tips of his fingers and your newly opened wound.
Was he going to torture you? Why couldn’t he just rip your head off and be done?
Every fiber of your being wanted to scream out. But you couldn’t give him the satisfaction.
He noticed that your body was already attempting to close the wound, and you shut your eyes to collect yourself. You didn’t know how long they were shut, but once you opened your eyes you were still under his gaze. A smile graced his features.
He… waited for you to collect yourself?
He then leaned in, and for the first time you were afraid of him. His tongue dragged against your forehead, licking off the blood there. His chest was dangerously close to yours, and you could feel the warmth emanating from his body.
Strange. You were certain he was a cold blooded monster.
“I don’t recall ever seeing you in my world,” he said. You felt a hand on your neck and your blood went cold. The pressure was terrifying, but he wasn’t choking you. He tilted your head up. “...Then again, I lost track after killing so many.”
His lips then locked with yours. As you tried to resist he squeezed your neck, causing you to gasp. He then shoved his tongue into your mouth, the metallic aftertaste of your blood leaving you queasy.
In the heat of the moment, you noticed that he now only had one of your arms pinned down.
You needed to stop this.
A punch was hurled at him and he easily caught it, pulling away from your lips. A cold smile graced his features.
“Feisty~” His hand rested on your shoulder and you felt something crack. You immediately lost feeling in your arm, it plopping back down to the ground beside you.
Oh God. Oh God.
Your head shifted to look at your arm. Thankfully, thankfully it was still attached.
“Now should I do your other arm?” He mused. “Or will you be good for me?”
No Goggles Invincible
“This is so much fun!!”
This variant was wild. You didn’t even know you had even encountered him. All you saw was a destructive blur.
Tremors caused you to lose your footing and you fell flat on your face, colliding onto a nearby rock. As you pulled yourself up, you heard a distant cheerful voice and noticed something, no, someone approaching fast.
You threw your hands out in front of you, fear now overtaking your splitting headache. Your last line of defense were your words.
“Stop!!!”
That seemed to have worked because whatever was approaching suddenly halted, you feeling a strong rush of wind in the process. The force was enough to knock you over yet again, but this time someone had caught your hand, preventing your fall.
“Stop? Why?” A voice asked.
It took some time for your vision to clear, but once it did you came face to face with a person clad in blue and yellow. He was smiling at you, and a look of curiosity was in his eyes.
“Invincible…?” You asked. But he was missing his goggles. “Is that you?”
“Yep! That’s me!” He happily said. You had a terrible headache, but was glad a hero was here to help.
“I think someone’s attacking this place,” you told him. Since he was still holding your hand, you squeezed his. Concern was in your voice as you spoke to him. “Stay safe out there okay? I’d hate to see you get hurt.”
His smile widened.
“Aww! My heart! Don’t worry about me, cutie! I’m-”
[TITLE CARD]
You laughed, enjoying his enthusiasm.
“I’m well aware,” you said. He was now beaming. He let go of your hand and floated around you in circles, a smile never leaving his face.
As you wiped the small trickle of blood from your nose, he then stopped behind you, before speaking.
“But I’m actually not the Invincible you know,” he said. You froze at his words, confusion setting in.
“You’re…not?”
“Nope! Do you see all this destruction across the city? That was all me! And oh, it was so much fun!!”
Your heart dropped at the newfound knowledge.
“You did this…” you whispered.
“That’s right!”
He hoisted you into the air and spun you around, vertigo now added onto your headache. He continued to speak.
“And it was awesome! The screams, the destruction, Oh ho! I enjoyed every second of it!”
…How could someone be so sadistic? Why was he telling you this?
Only one morbid reason came to mind.
“Oh God,” you said. “You’re going to kill me, aren’t you?”
“I mean, I definitely considered it!” He admitted. The fear on your face made his smile widen in response. “...But, you’re so sweet. I’d much rather not.”
He then pressed a kiss against your cheek and you froze, hearing the “Mwah!” sound from him as he pulled away.
“I’ll just make you my girlfriend instead, okay? How’s that sound?”
Sounded like a nightmare. You were panicking now.
“What’s your name?” He asked you.
“Let me go!” You exclaimed. He laughed.
“That’s a weird name-”
“No! I said let me go!!”
“Oh, okay! You’re the boss!”
He then dropped you, the sudden fall causing you to scream. You had completely forgotten you were hundreds of feet in the air. He watched your descent in good humor, before frowning.
“Why isn’t she flying?” He asked. It immediately dawned on him. “Oh shit, she can’t fly.”
He then flew down and caught you, laughing at your terrified expression. You were mere moments away from death.
“Why’d you tell me to let go when you don’t have powers?” He asked, still laughing at you. “I thought you did! You’re hilarious~”
You were at a loss for words. As you tried to calm yourself, he smooched your face, only adding to your fear.
“Don’t worry!” He assured you. “I’ll be sure to hold onto you much tighter from now on!”
Goggles Invincible
“Let. Me. Go.”
This variant was condescending. Mostly towards others, but occasionally towards you. He had grabbed you in the midst of the turmoil and taken you into the sky. He now just casually floated in the air, with you in his arms.
“Now why would I do that?” He asked you. “I worked so hard to find you. It would be nice if you reciprocated my feelings.”
Buildings burned in the background, and it was all his doing. You couldn’t even push him away, his grip was too strong.
“You can’t expect me to love you. I don’t even know you,” you said.
“But I know you, Y/n.” He brushed through your hair, removing some stray rubble. “And I know that you’ll love me. Eventually.”
You were sure you never met him before, but somehow he knew you by name?
He then abruptly turned, holding you closer as a stray bullet hit his back. He looked down, and you craned your neck, seeing a few police officers in the distance, guns outstretched.
“Surrender! Now!!”
He sighed, before returning to the ground, setting you down gently. You barely blinked and he had already closed the gap, violently slicing through every person that opposed him.
You watched in horror as he held one last person by their throat, lifting them off the ground. Blood seeped from that officer’s mouth as they gasped for air.
“You almost shot my girlfriend,” he told the officer. His voice was calm, but his tone was terrifying. “Maybe I should sever your spine for that.”
He squeezed their throat harder.
“Or just rip you in two-”
“Don’t!!”
He paused, turning to you, the officer still in his vice grip.
“Please,” you pleaded. “Don’t hurt them.”
You looked at him with so much desperation in your eyes. He smiled, thoroughly enjoying your expression.
“You don’t want me to hurt them, sweetheart? Well, unfortunately I already have-”
“Anymore.” You quickly corrected yourself. “Don’t hurt them anymore. Please…”
The silence that followed was deafening. You could hear your heart violently beating in your chest, awaiting his response.
He then turned his attention back to the officer.
“Consider yourself lucky.”
He released the officer from his hold, much to your surprise (and relief). The now freed officer collapsed to the ground and gasped for air.
You had saved that officer, but unfortunately not the others. It was a horrifying realization.
“Shh, it’s okay…”
As he hovered towards you, you instinctively took a step back, before his hands reached out to grab you. He held you in place, leaning in so only you could hear.
“I did that for you, Y/n. Can’t you see how much I love you? …And I think I deserve a reward, don’t you?”
Your startled look was adorable to him. He leaned in, pushing his lips against yours.
He was gentle. And you had to reciprocate, or he’d kill that last officer, you just knew he would.
So you swallowed your fear and pushed your lips against his. He smiled into the kiss before capturing your lips again, holding you as close as humanly possible this time.
Once you both pulled apart you were breathless, and a knowing smile was on his face.
“See? I told you you’ll love me.”
Mohawk Invincible
This variant was maniacal. The second the prison was attacked you cursed under your breath, gathering your files in hand before making your way down the now crumbling hallways.
You were the head nurse of the psychiatric ward in this prison, and to say you were desensitized to all situations was an understatement.
“I quit,” you grumbled, hearing the sounds of what seemed to be mass destruction outside. “Once I file these reports, I’m getting a new job-”
You stopped when someone slammed through the roof of the prison right in front of you and into the hallway, landing harshly in a pile of cinder blocks.
That person then quickly pulled himself up, wiping the blood from his nose.
“Fuck,” he spat. He was wearing black and blue, and had a mohawk.
Judging by how he looked more pissed than hurt, you decided your best course of action was to remain silent.
He then crouched low, you assuming he was going to take off, but he paused midway when he saw something in his peripheral vision.
You stood there, clad in high heels, a ruffled blouse, and a pencil skirt. Notes were in one hand, and your other hand was on your hip. Although you were frowning, his eyes lit up, his attention now solely on you.
“Hey baby~” Those words rolled off his tongue too smoothly. “How’d you end up in a hellhole like this? I’d be breaking in just to see you.”
“I’m assuming you’re the cause of all this chaos?” You asked him. He made his way over to you, a smile on his face.
“Yea, you’d be right.”
Just your luck to meet the person behind all this. Fire was slowly beginning to spread, and your way out was now obscured by smoke.
“You know…” he said. “I thought this world sucked, but you just might change my mind.”
He seemed completely unfazed by the now raging fire farther down the corridor. You on the other hand had internally panicked, your way out now engulfed in flames.
“Can’t change anything if I’m dead. I don’t suppose you’ll get me out of here?” You asked him. He laughed.
“I mean I could get you out, but I’d want something in return.”
“I see. I’m on my own then,” you said.
You then spun around and raced off, heading back the way you came. Much to your surprise, a few seconds later, he flew right beside you, continuing the conversation.
“You’re going to fucking die at this pace,” he casually said, his tone somewhat amused. Although annoying, he was right. Your high heels were slowing you down significantly. So you pulled them off and ditched them. “Aw, that was my third favorite thing about you.”
Third? "What’s the first thing?”
“Your ass."
Classic.
You stopped when faced with a wall of fire, your new route now also engulfed in flames.
You were trapped.
Sweat dripped down your face as you took a cautious step away from the fire, your back bumping right into his chest. His arms then wrapped around your waist, keeping you still as he leaned in over your shoulder.
“So, are you gonna die here? Or do you want my help?” He taunted you. You were already feeling lightheaded, it wouldn’t be long now.
You kept quiet for a bit, your body becoming heavy.
“...Guess I’ll…” you choked out. “Just die…”
Your legs then gave out, and everything went black.
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As you regained consciousness, you noticed two things. The first was that you were laying on your back, a ways away from the prison. The second was that someone had pulled their lips away from your lips, their body on top of yours.
“Oh shit, that actually worked-”
“Get! OFF ME!”
You pushed as hard as you could, the person pulling back a bit. It was him. You coughed as you spoke.
“The hell’s wrong with you?! Kissing me while I was unconscious!?”
“I was RESUSCITATING you!” he yelled. “What the hell is wrong with you? You’d rather die than ask for help?!”
“I don’t want your help!”
You tried to move away from him, but his arms locked you in place.
“Oh no you don’t! I saved you, so you owe me.”
“I didn’t want-”
His lips were on yours again, and since you couldn’t push him away, you bit his bottom lip as hard as you could.
Sadly for you, it seemed to have no effect.
He laughed into the kiss, before pain then seared through your lip.
“AH! What the hell?!” You exclaimed, blood now dripping from your top lip. He rolled his eyes.
“You started it.”
Omni Invincible
“...”
This variant was calm.
Of all the people he could encounter, of the billions of people on Earth, he had to spot your variant.
He knew you quite personally in his world, so seeing a different version of you here was jarring to say the least.
He didn’t believe in fate, but this… the probability of seeing you here, at this exact moment? That alone made him question himself.
So he remained silent, and just watched you from the sky.
Amidst the chaos, your car had refused to start. You turned the key as many times as you could, the engine whirring for a few seconds, before coming to a complete halt.
“Well, there goes my escape plan,” you sighed.
You then exited the car, shutting the door behind you. People were screaming and running past you, trying to get as far away from the destruction as possible.
“Guess that’s my next course of action,” you mused. You locked your doors, and paused, staring at your reflection in the car window.
He frowned.
You should really be focused on getting away from the turmoil, but you were taking time to sort out your thoughts instead?
You never really had survival instincts.
“If I die here, then so be it,” you murmured.
You then ran, moving away from the middle of the street, opting to stick more to the sidelines. You had gotten a ways away from the destruction until you heard explosions, noticing a building in the distance was crumbling. Your head whipped to the left, thankful you weren’t in that area.
In your rush, you failed to notice that you were heading towards a large sinkhole where the ground had crumbled.
He furrowed his brows, arms crossed.
He shouldn’t interfere.
You got dangerously close to the edge, more focused on the destruction behind you and not the impending doom directly in front of you.
He shouldn’t interfere.
You then fell over the edge. A gasp of surprise escaped your lips, quickly followed by an ear-piercing scream.
He was forced to act.
Your screaming stopped when you realized you were no longer falling. Relief washed over you in waves, before confusion followed, your eyes looking up to meet your savior. He was clad in red and white. You recognized that outfit.
Omni Man?
Wait no, it wasn’t him… who is this?
“Hey.” Was all he said, his expression neutral as he looked down at you. You could see your reflection in his goggles. “You should be more careful.”
You didn’t care who it was. He saved you, and that’s all that mattered.
Tears spilled from your eyes as you thanked him profusely, causing him to frown.
“I thought I was ready to die,” you said in between tears. “But I’m terrified of meeting my end.”
Those words…
It was the exact words his version of you said before she died.
It was… unpleasant to hear them again.
He didn’t say anything, and you noticed that you were both ascending. Now out of the large sinkhole, you were greeted with the gentle breeze from the world above. You assumed he was going to set you down here, but instead he veered to the right, leading you far away from the destruction.
The once large city was now a speck in your peripheral vision.
He landed in an open field of flowers, before setting you down.
“I need to go back,” he told you. As he turned away from you, you nodded in agreement.
“I understand. You have to help more people, right? And stop the bad guys!”
“. . .”
“Just be safe out there, okay?” you said.
While he was faced away from you, you noticed how darkly stained his cape was towards the bottom.
What was that?
Before you could examine any further, he had turned to face you, a small smile on his face. He offered a hand, and you happily accepted, intertwining your hands with his.
When certain words left his lips, you were taken aback.
“You… want to kiss me?” you whispered, disbelief in your voice. A nod from him confirmed you heard him correctly. “O…o-kay.”
He then leaned in, his lips pressing gently against yours. You returned the gesture, the two of you sharing a kiss. He was so sweet, so gentle. That set your heart ablaze.
You didn’t know who he was, but you knew you loved him.
As he pulled away you quickly leaned again for a quick peck, kissing his cheek.
“Thanks for that, you should go now. People need you,” you said. Your eyes held so much adoration for him. He then ascended into the air, pausing to say something else.
“I’ll check in on you later, Y/n.”
And with that, he was gone.
Your heart was still pounding from the kiss. But as you calmed, you furrowed your brows, letting your thoughts sink in.
“...How did he know my name?”
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I love the invincible variants so much! Also this is my first ever post! Feedback is very much appreciated ♡
I'm addicted with how well you wrote Yandere Valarr Targaryen 😍 any chance you good write one where reader's like Ser Duncan the tall's friend whom adored the knight?Like Yandere Valarr trying to deal with a reader who's not just a commoner but also inlove with someone else.
For more drama, Valarr's married to his canon wife, Kiera. (For drama😝).
Anyways, thank you ❤️❤️
Hi! Thank you so much for the request and I tried my best, but this came out way darker and crazier and longer than I thought so I hope it's what you wanted. I will say it's definitely more of the negative, dark side than my other works so...warning. I hope you do like it though! I tried my best!
To Heal a Heart as Twisted As Mine
Yandere!Valarr x healer!lowborn!fem!reader—n which, he falls for her, hires her as is healer and she loves Ser Duncan. Ensue the chaos of his annulment with Keira, threatening Duncan, all to get her in his arms.
TW: 18+ MDNI! Possessive, obsessive, violence, threatening, coercion. IT'S DARK. Non-consensual kissing. The reader kind of becomes resigned to her fate.
Oh my god! Your little bee drabble totally reminded how much i love the idea of bees kinda like forcing a human to be their queen, and I beg of you to do a drabble on it please! Obviously if you wanna of course! Have a great day!
Okay~ I can get beehind this!
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You'd first met some of them in the library, a duo of bee hybrids looking at books about the local fauna and flora, talking in hushed tones as they seemed to be picking between books to either read or borrow. You'd hardly even looked up when they sat at the same table as you, the book open between the two of them as they continued their hushed discussion, pointing at various flowers and muttering about whether they could get them to grow near their home.
From then on, you'd see them often at the library, slowly growing in numbers, always just enough space at the table you sit at to let you have personal space, but soon they were slowly asking you about flower types, roping you into their book discussions.
It was cute, the happy buzzing they'd let out when you agreed with some of them, their antenna bobbing and swaying as they leaned towards you as they spoke, it was cute.
Till it wasn't.
You'd been practically hanging out with them at the local library till close for weeks now, chatting and learning more about them and their garden, which they were planning; apparently, their hive was lacking a queen at the moment. That should have been the first warning about their intentions, but the sweet bee hybrids barely clocked on your radar as a threat; the majority of them bumbled around the library, almost walking into tables and shelves most days! How were you meant to know that late one evening, after a long hangout with them, they offered to take you home, that it would be the last time you were peacefully hanging out with them?
As you get into the car with them, chattering and enjoying the sweet scent coming off the hybrids surrounding you, it barely registers that you were going the wrong way till you see the sign for the edge of town, and you begin to panic. Turning to the bee hybrid next to you, he's happily buzzing and bobbing his head along to the music, tapping him on the shoulder and shakily asking where you were going, only to be smiled at and told you're going home, their home.
After all, their queen can't be left running around town! What kind of hive would they be if they let you wander about willy-nilly? No, it was time for you to come home. The hybrid next to you nuzzles into your shoulder, humming and buzzing happily as he tries to sell you on how good the hive will be to you.
The sickly sweet smell of honey and wild flowers greets you as the car rolls up to a large home. More bee hybrids are waiting by the door; it was almost a sea of big black eyes, white neck fluffs, and antennae swaying in the breeze as you're guided out of the car.
Welcome home, Queen!
You know that I'm the only one who will ever love you this way. We both know it.
Do you have any hcs for yandere pm/ beast dazai👀👀👀👀
⌯⌲ i have never written about beastzai before, ever. i know that man is insane so maybe i can make him more like a stereotypical yandere? let's see what i can come up with. dead dove cw: non-con/dubcon/coercion; drugging; typical yandere behaviors; abuse
Hehehe a little fic idea! (or an alternate route how a certain scene in the latest MOTM update could've gone)
This is just a drafted idea though. If I write this into a full story, most of this will stay the same, just edited to be a bit better.
WARNING: Obsessive behavior
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“Ugh, who do these guys think they are?”
Dandy glances over to the TV-headed Toon, curious as to what could be the cause of their frustration.
“Hm? Something wrong, Vee?”
“Some guys are trying to get into Garden View through the railways,” Vee groans. “They’re not Dyle, or anyone else authorized to use the tracks, yet they have the audacity to-”
“CONNECT ME TO DANDICUS IMMEDIATELY”
(story continues below the cut)
