Imagine after giving birth to your son, being separated towards a war that does not involve you. Unable to escape you were forced to set sail away from your beloved home, and after years of being apart you are finally able to return home.
Cause I'd rather lie
Than allow them to think they've won
Though I never thought that I'd resort to this
Just know I'll be here
Yandere HSR men x Odysseus!reader
DAN HENG – PENELOPE
King of Ithaca who's currently waiting for his beloved retreat, never losing hope despite the many suitors that have come to him requesting his hand in marriage. The cousin of Dan Feng, who is the catalyst towards the trojan war.
Dan heng was against your departure and tried many ways to hide you but it's not any used, he was forced to see his beloved being sailed away towards a war that doesn't involve their quiet life–the night before, Dan heng spent all night embracing your body afraid that you might slip away from his hands. He traces every part of your body fearing he might forget the details of your body as you are sent towards the war.
He would often view phainon with suspension, he can tell the god that personally mentors you have some sort of affection towards you. Dan heng knows better than to offend the divine so he bites his tongue seeing you laughing with the god.
When the suitors get too much to handle or dare to ever tarnish your name as well as a place beside him he would personally have them dealt with. He doesn't care if anyone calls him mad or a grieving spouse, he promised to be yours for all eternity and not even the gods will tarnish that.
PHAINON – ATHENA/CALYPSO
The sun God and the beloved son of the nanook, from the past have been observing you. Known for his disobedience against his father's reign, and was soon imprisoned in the human realm where he met you. Currently he is fighting all the odds to make sure you return towards his arms safely.
Phainon met you during his banishment in the earth for disobeying an order from his father and become a human as punishment, he was found by you for sitting near the magnificent palace and you bring him in because he looks cold. He Is confused why would a human give shelter towards a beggar like him on the streets, he hardly doubts that you know his true identity so it's confusing.
He was welcomed with open arms by your servants learning that you were a princess, by then he is allowed to stay in the palace attending towards you. The god used to have many lovers in the form of the most beautiful nymphs and goddesses but you were the one that caught his attention, after his banishment was lifted hes planning on bringing you to the heavens and make you immortal to be with him–but that all changes when you and Dan heng are married.
After years of returning to his divine status, hes still protecting you. He views Dan heng with contempt despite his offer you still choose to remain with the prince who's now currently your husband, phainon currently is going all odds to set you free even if he has to kill a fellow deity or keep you trapped.
NANOOK – ZEUS
The high esteem king of the Gods and Heavens, Known for their strength as well as indifferent ways. But save to assured, his concerns for you remain unchanging. Like his son hes been observing you, he is there to make sure you choose him in the end.
They are known all across the cosmos, a being of destructive power with only the sole purpose of death as well as life. During your time when phainon wasn't present for a long time was probably them, keeping phainon away from you so that they can have you all to themselves.
The god would often keep distance, planning their siege as well as ways to spread their destruction ideals with their children. They been more attentive or active on earth now, because any civilization or kingdoms wish to have you as their bride–the next day an entire civilization is burnt down.
Across your journey, a falcon would often fly nearby. Making sure you have everything needed. Like their son, nanook would make sure you stay aligned. Probably one of the reasons why, is to keep you away for so long, so that you will never reunite with your beloved
( YOUR NAME ) – ODYSSEUS
The main ruler of Ithaca who was sent away to fight on the trojan war, being forced to be away from your beloved and family with a hope and determination to return home safely to reunite with them. But it's much more complicated due to the obstacles you and your man have to face in your own face of admirers.
>> hello sorry if I get anything wrong, this series would be a spin of epic. It might not be accurate towards the origin the same goes for the story of Odysseus and mythology but this is just a spin. More upcoming love interest came out when we reach another saga.
Yandere Rocks D. Xebec x Yandere Gol D. Roger x Yandere Monkey D. Garp x strong female pirate reader
Trigger Warning: This fanfiction contains massive manga spoilers, read it at your own risk. Yandere themes read on your own riks
A gentle breeze blows through your (h/c) hair, the sweet scent of the sea lays a smile on your face. You enjoy the peace and quietness that you rarely had. It was becoming increasingly difficult to evade one of the most powerful pirate crews. Even though you found it funny to annoy Xebec or Roger, it became exhausting in the long run. On top of that, a certain vice marine had also set his sights on you. Something that keeps you awake at night. Again and again, you find yourself in the same situation, a battle that drags on for days, followed by a huge discussion about how you should finally come to them. A stupid, foolish idea that, in your opinion, could only have come from a stubborn little child. You were strong enough to defend yourself, after all, you commanded one of the most powerful pirate crews of the time, and yet the men insisted that you should be with them.
You shake your head as a sigh escapes you. You had to get these thoughts out of your head quickly, today was going to be a relaxed day not a day filled with unnecessary nagging. Just as you are about to go into your cabin, you hear the loud voice of your vice captain echoing through the distance. "Captain!" Immediately you turn around as you start smiling again. “What is it?” The black-haired, broad-shouldered man stops, pointing his fingers toward the wide sea. “There's an island over there. We surely get provisions there.” , “All right, then tell the others we're going to land.” And with those words, your crew prepares the huge (f/c) ship to come ashore.
When you arrived on the island, you quickly noticed how lively it was. People of all diffrent species gathered here to celebrate, drink, and have fun. The smell of delicious, warm food mixed with alcohol hangs in the air. Music plays in the background, followed by gentle singing. Every now and then, children who happily playing tag, run over your feet. Colorful lights and lanterns shine from afar, something that finally allows you to relax. “That looks like fun.” , “You bet!” Without giving it much thought, your comrades spread out across the island to explore it. All except your vice captain. “They're gone...” he muttered, almost angry about it. “They could have at least let us know.” You run your fingers through your hair as you start to grin. “Oh come on, leave them alone. We all need a break sometimes. After all, it's not easy being the best crew in the world.” The man couldn't help but laugh when he heard your confident words. “You're right, we are the best.”
The two of you curiously roamed the island, as you couldn't ignore the stares people gave you. Some showed you affection, others swooned over you, and some others were terrified of you. The look on their faces amused you, after all, you had worked very hard to get to the top. You always wished to get this kind of respect, and now you finally had it. A feeling of pride overwhelms you, as you can't stop smiling. Your feet continue to carry you, at least until (Vc/n) draws your attention to a poster. It was no ordinary poster, on the contrary, it was your wanted poster. In the picture, you were in the middle of a fight, your face covered with scars and bloodstains, your (e/c) eyes shine with pure joy and your mischievous grin is impossible to ignore.
WANTED
ONLY ALIVE
(L/n) D. (Y/n)
$4,408,000,000
“Ha!” laughs the pirate as he tears the paper from the wall and throws it at you. With ease you catch it with one hand as your eyes scan the text once more. You frown as you linger at the words 'only alive.' Strange. You've never seen anything like this on a wanted poster before, it's probably just a simple printing error, nothing to worry about. Nevertheless, it was weird. “They could have done a better job with the photo. I think I was fighting Roger there, or was it Xebec?” Your vice didn't have an answer to that, so he shrugged his shoulders. “Don't ask me, I've lost count, Captain.” He grinned from ear to ear. “And so have I.” You agreed with each other as you two continue to wander around laughing.
A few hours pass, and you and your crew had finally bought enough provisions for the next journey and successfully brought them onto the deck. Once you were finished, you decide to continue celebrating. After all, you haven't done that in a long time. You sit down in a crowded tavern, as a small, petite lady comes over. “What can I get you?” she asks in a stressed voice. Beads of sweat are running down her forehead, she looks anything but pleased to see pirates here. You couldn't blame her, very few pirates had a good reputation, and most of them just caused trouble. You were not really better than these troublemakers, yet you were able to hold yourself back at the right moments. At least so long until someone starts an unnecessary fight. After you ordered your beer and your crew also named their drinks, the woman disappears again. “Well, as always, we're unwelcome.” grumbled your vice. “Did you expect anything else? At least no one will get in our way-”
Before you can even finish the sentence, you are greeted by a loud, all-too-familiar laugh. The door bursts open as a pirate rushes toward you with a broad grin and open arms. Roger. "Speak of the devil..." you mutter, more to yourself than to anyone else. "(Y/n)! There you are! I thought you would avoid me." An almost sad smile forms on his lips, but it immediatly disappears as he stares closer into your annoyed (e/c) eyes. Without waiting for your answer, he grabs a chair and pushes it over next to you. He immediately sits down, leaning his body closer to you. “Join my crew!” , “NO!” You yell at him, but no matter how many times you tell him you're not interested, he doesn't seem to care or at least it seems like that. Instead, his smile widens as the future pirate king puts his hand on your shoulder. “Oh, come on, we belong together...” You react quickly and slap his hand away. “No. I will never join your crew.”
Meanwhile, your crew watches the familiar cat-and-mouse game between the two of you. Somehow, you always end up in this kind of situation, but hopefully this time it won't lead to another fight. However, given how irritated you are, it's only a matter of time. “If you'll excuse me.” You jump up from your seat, as your crew follows you. Without saying another word, you leave the tavern. Out of the corner of your eye, you notice how Rayleigh enters the tavern. What you couldn't see, however, was the pirate's cold, rigid face as he sat silently at the table. Even though Roger could never be really angry with you, you had apparently struck a nerve. He knew you well enough to know that this was just how you were, but even so, he simply couldn't control his boiling emotions. Was it so wrong to love someone? Why did you resist it over and over again? “Captain?” The worried voice of the man with glasses pulls the pirate out of his thoughts. “Ah... Rayleigh! Come, let's toast.” , “To what?” Another smile appeared on Roger's lips, but this one was darker than usual. “To our new member.”
Your legs carry you further across the island. Annoyed that your beloved peace has been disturbed, you nevertheless try your best not to let it ruin your day. After all, your crew desperately needed this break, and yourself have to admit that you needed it too. You all decide to check out the different shops together, but even this is quickly disturbed. Just when you thought things had calmed down, another ambitioned pirate confronts you. "Vohahahahahaha! Look at that! What a coincidence to see you on this small island too, (Y/n). I thought you finally learned your lesson not to run away." You stop immediately, crossing your arms in front of your chest as you glance at the laughing man. Xebec. He has always been more direct than Roger, something that lowers your mood even further. “Oh, and I thought you had learned your fucking lesson about leaving me alone.” Your eyes speak more than a thousand words could ever do. A slight hint of Haki emanates from you, and even though it was subtle, the pirate sensed it immediately. A small welcome gift for the other pain in the ass. "Oho, that's how you greeting me?
A deadly atmosphere surrounds the air, Haki flowed out in masses and every second becomes more dangerous, almost barbaric. “Let me through.” Xebec's grin became even more sadistic, and his posture radiates with pure energy. Oh how much he enjoyed playing this lovely games with you. "You will come with me, (Y/n). I won't let you get away again." Just as you are about to attack, you notice another powerful Haki. You immediately jump backward as you look up at the sky. A bright, yellow sparkle almost resembling a star shines brightly. “Galaxy Impact.” In an instant, the ground beneath you shattered as a huge explosion occurred. The force of the blast throws some of your crew members away. Your (h/c) hair blows wildly around, you have to use your full strength to not get thrown away too. This attack could only have come from a certain vice admiral. No one else would be foolish enough to unleash such a powerful attack.
It takes a while until the wind blows the smoke away. A crater several miles wide lies beneath your feet. Surprised, you stare at the admiral who looks first at you and then to the other pirates. “Xebec.” , "Garp." The two men stared at each other for a long time, neither of them dared to say a word. A cold silence reigned, at least so long until Garp finally spoke up. “Leave her alone.” he commands. His voice sounded more serious than usual, which surprised you even more. Xebec's smile suddenly widened, as he couldn't suppress his laughter anylonger. “Why should I? She attacked me, I only defended myself.”
Another strange silence fell between the three of you, something about the whole situation felt really weird. You never encountered these three forces of nature together. After all, they were as different as day and night could ever be, and yet they still never left you alone. Whatever. You think to yourself as you're about to head back to your ship. You really didn't have the patience, let alone the desire, to play these little games. Your day was ruined again, thanks to them. But just as you're about to take a few steps away, a certain other pirate comes up to you. "Where are you going, (Y/n)?" asked the future pirate king with a piercing gaze. Great, just great. This needs to be a bad joke, otherwise you couldn't explain this. Annoyed, you roll your eyes as you continue to brush past him. “None of your business, Roger.”
He suddenly grabs your arm and pulls you towards him, but before he can do so, you counter with a haki-filled kick. For a second the pirate looses his grip, as you seize the opportunity to jump away. “What the hell?! For what was that for?!" you scold, as you rest your hands on your hips. “I'm sick and tired of you guys! Let me finally alone, I'm not interested in any of you, get it through your heads." Your words sound meaner than you actually intended, but your nerves had already been stretched to the limit. It was the only right thing to do. Surprisingly, however, you don't get any contradict. No—instead you are greeted with silence. Had it finally worked? With a sigh, you turn your back on them, your (h/c) hair falling dramatically behind you.
The three men continued to stand there, almost as if they were rooted to the spot. None of them said a word. Instead, there was pure silence. It was as if someone had ripped their heart out and stamped on it. They were used to this stubborn side of you, and no matter how often they met you, you showed only disinterest. You were always fighting back against them, so as if they were some cruel monsters. But they only wanted to protect you, protect you from the world government. They knew you were strong, but that wouldn't be enough. Not if you encountered a God Knight or, even worse, one of the five elders. None of them would ever be able to forgive themselves if anything happened to you. You were far too perfect in their eyes. And no one would take you away from them.
Just as you were only a few steps away from your (f/c) ship, you sense the presence of three enormously powerful Hakis. For a brief moment, you just stand there, stunned. A previously unknown feeling of goosebumps running down your body, as an uneasy feeling overtakes you. You immediately turn around as a blade whizzes past you. You were able to dodge in time before the blow could hit you. Nevertheless, the attack had such force that a strong wind blows past you. It didn't take you long to realize who or what was happening. Even though you had hoped that there would be no more fighting anylonger, here you were. Three forces of nature approaching you slowly, as if it were your death sentence. And in a way, it was. Shit. "(Y/n)... I only wanted to protect you. I made sure the Marine left you alone, or did you think that just because you're strong, they'd leave you alone? Listen, I know that you don't meant it like that but your words still hurted. Just come with me and we will talk about it." The black-haired man takes a few steps toward you. Even though his eyes are flashing with anger, he seems to be the calmest of the three. Did you really strike such a nerve?
They didn't want to understand. You didn't need their help, you had built your strength by yourself, and yet they treated you like a weakling. "Should I be grateful for that, Garp? I never asked you to do that. There's nothing to discuss here. I said what I said and I mean it like that." The discussion caused even the Marines and the respective pirate crews to gather around you four. They all looked rather confused or concerned but none of them really understood what was happening there. The only thing they could say was that a massive fight would soon break out. "I told you that this is usless. She will only listen if you take away her wings. Perhaps I should have done that way earlier." The pirate's threatening voice makes you even angrier. Again this arrogance you couldn't stand. "Maybe you are right..." Roger takes also a few steps toward you, his hand reaches out. Still, neither of you shows any sign of backing down.“I don't want to hurt you (Y/n). Give up and join my crew, I promise I'll forgive you and we can start over.”
Annoyed, you roll your eyes. Even though you knew you would lose this fight, you still would rather die than throw away your honor and pride. You had worked hard to build this up, every single day was a living nightmare. But the blood, sweat, and tears had paid off and in the end you became the pirate you always wanted to be. And no one could take that away from you. After all, you could never forgive yourself otherwise. "I said no." you say stubbornly. And with those powerful words you also let your Haki run free. Just as your vice captain is about to rush to your side, you immediatly give him a admonishing stare. “Don't interfere. This is only between me and them.” The three men agreed with that as they glance to their comrades.
After the crews involuntarily disappeared, another silence followed. Even the masses of people who had been dancing and singing hid in their houses. Every idiot could see that this was a situation in which no one should interfere, at least not if they want to stay alive. “You've always been so stubborn (Y/n).” His usual sadistic smile returns to his face, so as if he enjoys this situation. Tch. “You should have come to me. But let's see how strong you really are (Y/n)! I will no longer hold back.” A big smile also forms on Garp's lips, as he suddenly starts to stretch his arms. “I never wanted that it comes to this, but you leave me no other choice. Next time just listen to me (Y/n).”
And with these last words, a hard, long battle began that soon went down in history. You used all your powerful attacks, kick after kick, stroke after stroke, but it simply wasn't enough. After all, you were outnumbered, which in itself was a foolish, almost naive move, but that's just how you are. Not many people could claim that they endured so much strenght, even if it was only a little spark of hope, it was still something. But every good fighter goes down at some point, even if you wanted to fight longer, you were at the end of your strength. Your whole (b/s) shaped body is covered with numerous wounds, your muscles are throbbing, and your vision is slowly but surely fading. You are still standing, but every now and then you sway to the side. It is a miracle that you don't fall to the ground, but your will is stronger. You can't give up. No, you can't.
Tears start to run down your already red cheeks, the thought that this was the end almost broke your heart. This can't be happening...were the countless years of training so useless? "Give up (Y/n). It's over." You didn't want to hear those words, it wasn't over, no, it couldn't be over. But no matter how hard you tried to fight against the cruel reality, it was still the truth. Just as you wanted to take a step forward, your body gave way. You fall motionless to the ground, but the hard impact never came. Instead, you were gently caught. "Now look at you. Your stubbornness will kill you one day." grumbled the pirate, as he throwes you over his shoulder. “Where are you going?” growled the future Pirate King, immediately unleashing his Haki. “She belongs to me, and she will stay with me.” , "Is that so?" The two pirates stare at each other. Xebec's grin grows wider as he too unleashs his Haki. But before the two could jump at each other, Garp turns to them as well. “She will never have anything to do with pirates again. She is coming with me.”
A strong wind blows through the alleys, and the only thing that could be heard is your soft breathing. All three men want you for themselves, and none of them will give up so easily. “Then let's settle this with a fight. The stronger one gets her.” suggests the pirate, his dark eyes sparkle with joy. Carefully, he lays your unconscious body on the ground, looking at you one last time. “Mine.” Garp and Roger didn't need to hear that twice. With playful smiles, they agree. And so another massive battle ensues. But this time it was more serious, more brutal than before. None of them even thought of giving up, not when it came to you. And so they fight the whole night, until the next morning dawns.
As the first gentle rays of sunshine kissed the rooftops, was still no end in sight. The men fought and fought. But even they had to admit that it was pointless. They were all equally strong, and none of them would give in. In the end, they would be dead, and then who would be there for you? "Are you serious Roger? I'm not going to share her-" But before he can finish his words, the black-haired man interrupts him. "Do you think I'm pleased with the idea?! But that's the only choice to protect her. She will wake up and then, what? Three dead men and an injured woman." Unlike Xebec, who still couldn't warm up to the idea, Garp was unobtrusively calm. Instead, the vice admiral turned to your still motionless body as he carefully crouched down beside you. With a simple jerk, he picked you up as he walked over to the two pirates. “It goes against my principles to do something like that...” he mutters, as he keeps staring at your wounds. “We should bring her to a doctor first and discuss the rest later.”
And so your fate began, trapped in monstrous hands of three forces of nature.
"I will make you the queen of the pirates, (Y/n). We belong together and finally you see it too!"~
"Vohahahahahaha! Who wants to be the queen of the pirates, when you can be the queen of the world?! Let's conquer the world together and be my queen."~
“Don't listen to them, those are foolish thoughts. You're better off in the Marine by my side. Together we can change the world. You and me together, forever.”~
Notes: This is the second part of my first Scream fanfiction! Huge thank you to @xxunknownlywritorxx who brought me the idea! I hope you like it!
Part One
Trigger Warnings: yandere themes, drugging, puking, murder, description of blood and gore, gaslighting, manipulation, reader is mental unstable
The throbbing pain in your head causes your (e/c) coloured eyes to open. Your vision is still blurred, but you could slowly feel how your eyes are adjusting to the bright light of the bulb. Where am I? The last thing you remember was the moment where your friend was murdered right before your eyes. (B/n).... Shocked and full of fear, you pull yourself up as your eyes take in the new surroundings. You find yourself in a relatively small room. The huge princess bed with its headboard against the wall is the only exciting thing in this new dreary room. Well, that's not entirely true. You also notice a door at the end of the bed, which probably leads into the building. There is another door next to the bed. Just as you are about to get out of bed to explore the mysterious door, you could feel something heavy on your ankle.
Pure panic overwhelms you as you carefully look down. The heavy, silver shackles were almost impossible to ignore. Suddenly, you start to cry, tears streaming down your face, as fear overpowers you. Where the hell are you!? That's definitely not your room! Your whole body trembles as you suddenly lose your balance and plop back down onto the soft bed. It feels like a god damn nightmare has come true. Your eyes close immediately as you pray over and over again that this is a dream. It had to be, a simple dream nothing more and nothing less! In the end, you would wake up with (B/f) and the two of you would start your usual daily routine. But no matter how tightly you squeezed your eyes shut, nothing changed.
Hopeless, you pull the soft, silk blanket toward you as you wrap yourself in it. In the background, you could hear several loud voices, which frightens you even more. “How much chloroform did you give her? I told you not to use more than three drops.” , “I did what you told, Mickey. I didn't know that (Y/n) would be unconscious for several days. She will wake up again.” , “I sincerely hope for your fucking sake, Charlie, otherwise you will pay for it.”
“Stop it both of you!” interrupts another new voice. You could swear you know it from somewhere. “It doesn't matter if she sleeps through the night or soon wakes up. She is with us and she will wake up.” , “Hopefully.” The previously voices fall into immediatly silence. You let out a small sigh of relief as you continue to stare at the bare white wall. I have to get out of here as quickly as possible! Just as you are about to get up again, you hear the creaking sound of the door handle. All your thoughts search for a possible, fast way out. But before the other door could cross your mind, it's already too late. “Hey guys, she's awake.” A male, raspy voice shouts. Another wave of panic spreads through you, as you don't dare to look at the door. Instead, you stare at the wall, your hands clinging tightly to the bedsheet. Maybe, just maybe they will leave you alone.
“Aww, look at that! Is our sleepy princess finally awake?~” The kidnapper's mocking voice lets you tremble again. Slowly, you squeeze your eyes shut. Once more a foolish try to escape in your perfect little fantasy world. But before you can even begin to do so, another new voice speaks up. “Don't be so scared (Y/n). We're not going to hurt you.” As you stay quite, the atmosphere in the room becomes darker, more dangerously. So as if someone puts a blade at your throat and waits to finally cut it. "It's all your fault. Not ours. You had us, and yet you chose a wannabe horror fan who doesn't even know the difference between Stab two and three. Come on, (Y/n) We know that you can better than that!“ , ”You betrayed us, darling, and yet you expect us to just forgive you? That's not fair, is it?"
“No, definitely not, Billy. But we will forgive you anyway, and do you know why?” You still show little to no emotion, this was pure insanity. Nothing that is happening right now makes sense, and yet it terrifies you. “Because we are made for each other.” You notice the mattress is sinking as someone sits down next to you. The stranger's fingers gently slide through your (h/c) hair. An action that makes you open your eyes involuntarily. Suddenly, six men you know all too well step forward. How the hell is this possible?! “Whats the matter (Y/n)? You look like you've seen a ghost.”
A sadistic wide smile spreads across Billy's mocking face, and Stu, who stands next to him, can't help but let out a loud, spiteful laugh. “Surprise (Y/n)!” , “You didn't see that coming, did you? But you should know the rules...” , “They always come back.” Richie and Mickey agree. “You know what's even funnier? The news thinks you're the murderer. You should have seen the article.” Charlie laughs, as his hungry eyes never leave yours. Shocked by what the killer just told you, you stare at the floor in horror. That can't be true! It simply can't! "Well, what a shame. Looks like you have nowhere else to go. Poor thing.“ Roman's pitying voice drives you slowly but surley crazy. If you didn't know better, you would never believed him. But you know these men standing in front of you well, very well, and even though this still seems like a bad joke, you know they're not to be trifled with. ”Hey, don't be sad. You belong to us now.~" Ethan's kind words, didn't help you either. On the contrary, it worried you even more.
Shocked from the whole situation, you couldn't utter a single word out. Even if you wanted to, you body won't let you. The realization that you are completely helpless terrefies you so much, that you almost cired again. “I'm slowly getting fed up. Either you talk now, or we'll slit your fucking family's throats, understand?”
~~~
The days passed slowly. You still can't believe what just happened. You've been captured and imprisoned by characters who shouldn't even exist. Who the hell is ever going to believe you? That is, if you ever manage to escape. You sit on your bed, nervously biting your fingernails. Just as you're about to lie down and take a nap, you hear the familiar sound of the door handle opening once again. You didn't really want to look to see which of your kidnappers it was this time, but when you smell the delicious aroma of food, your stomach starts to growl. “Hey (Y/n). We have food for you. If I remember correctly, this was your favorite dish.” You don't need to look to know who it is. Ethan. You would recognize that unassuming voice anywhere.
The man places the food on the floor as he glances at your fragile form one last time. “You should eat something, so you don't faint again.” And with these words, the murderer disappears fot your own sake again. As you hear the door slwoly close, you get up and grab the food plate. You know you shouldn't eat anything, it's very foolish and naive. In every god damn horror movie and true crime story, someone gets poisoned but your stomach won't stop growling. Finally, you decide to try a bite of the dish. It actually tastes very good, almost like your mother's cooking. But it has a strange aftertaste, something you can't quite place. Your instincts tell you that something is wrong, and before you have time to think about it twice, you run to the bathroom door and spit out the food.
Your head starts to throb as your throat burns intensely. Tears roll down your cheeks, as you cough a few times. It's not a pleasant feeling, but your mind knows better than that. You weren't stupid, after all, drugs were involved in every kidnapping story. Whatever they put in your food, it certainly wasn't good. Once you're sure everything has left your stomach, you wash your hands and glance briefly at your food. What should I do with it? They can't find out that I'm not eating anything. You bite your lower lip as you think about it for a few minutes.
Finally, you decide to pour the food down the toilet and pretend you ate it. That's probably the easiest solution, but how would you proceed from there? After all, you have to eat... With a small sigh, you sit back down on the bed and stare at the ceiling.
~~~
Several days passed, most of which you spent alone in your room. Something you appreciate very much. But there were days and nights when you were forced to spend time with them. You often watched horror movies together, and you always had to sit in the middle of the couch. The others would then gather around you like a swarm of bees. Most of the time, they would make fun of the slasher's victims, teasing you the whole process. “Aww, such a stupid, naive thing, almost like you (Y/n).” You ignored these taunts as best you could, even though you wanted to do something about it, you didn't dare. Instead, you sat next to Mickey and Roman and kept your mouth shut. Inside, however, you remember and repeat how every single final girl managed to escape the killer. Someday, this information will surely be helpful to you. Or at least you hoped.
“Don't even think about it (Y/n). You'll never be able to do what little Laurie can do. So just be good girl and do what we tell you.” Mickey whispers to you, placing slowly his hand on your thigh. Your (b/s) shaped body immediately flinches, but you keep your eyes on the movie.
Every now and then, you were allowed into the dining room, where you drew sketches on a few sheets of paper. Usually, at least one of the kidnappers sat near you. “Let me see.” Without waiting for an answer, Charlie pulls your sheets out of your hand and carefully looks at your little work of art. “Not bad. But it would look better with blood, don't you think?” You nod in agreement, even though you want to draw anything but blood and murderer.
Sometimes you were allowed to move freely throughout the entire house, and even though you were never really alone, it was a nice change from your otherwise dull room. It also allowed you to memorize every single corner. “Why are you staring at the door like that? Don't tell me our little princess wants to escape,” Stu teases you. “What, no—” you counter, hoping inwardly that this was really just a silly joke and no one noticed anything. The killer suddenly starts laughing loudly, while Billy stares at you with his ice-cold eyes. “It would be pretty stupid of you to try something like that. It's not like you have a chance.” , “I-I know that myself.” You stutter out, as another familiar voice rings out. “So you've thought about it before?” the bespectacled man replies. “No, I swear...” You immediatly look down at the floor, as you bite your underlip. One day you'll manage to finally escape this nightmare.
~~~
Several weeks passed, and every single day you can think of nothing else but your escape. Every evening you don't have to spend time with a Ghostface is your lucky day. Because then you can secretly sharpen the pen , you stole, on the wall. At first, it seemed like a completely stupid idea with no real results. But as you repeat this action for several weeks, you notice how sharp the tip becomed from time to time. A useful weapon that will one day help you get out of here. You just had to wait for the right moment, and when it finally comes, these psychopaths would never see you again.
~~~
One evening, as the sun slowly sets, you spend your time in your cozy bed. You stare intently at the ceiling as you play with the pen in your hand. You already lost track which day it was a long time ago, probably even a few months have passed. With a small sigh, you throw the pen into the air and catch it with ease. Just as you are about to throw it up again, you hear a mumble from the next room. “We've been instructed not to leave her alone under any circumstances. What if she runs away?” , “Come on, Ethan. (Y/n) will be asleep anyways. But if it makes you feel better, we'll check on her.” You immediately hide the pen in the bed rail as you lie down on your side and close your eyes.
The sound of the door handle slowly being opened can be heard as your breathing becomes calmer and calmer. “See, she's asleep. You did put the drugs in her food, didn't you?” The annoyed voice of the man, who looks irritated at his younger brother, echos through. It doesn't take all too long to guess which Ghostface this might be. “Yes, I did.” Richie, who just rolls his eyes, suddenly grabs the ankle cuff that still adorns your ankle. “See that?! Even if she wakes up, she can't go anywhere.” Ethan, who glances at your sleeping body for a while, finally agrees with a simple nod. “Okay, we'll quickly get something to eat and the new Final Destination movie and come right back, so that none of the others notice we're gone.” The older man smiles contentedly as he walks straight out of the room. Ethan, who still stays for a small amount of time in your room, continued to skeptically stare down at you. However, after his older brother calls his name again and again, he also disappears.
After waiting a few seconds until the engine can no longer be heard, you throw the silk blanket directly onto the floor. You grab the pen as you frantically try to pick the lock on your shackles. Your heart starts beating faster with every passing second, this is the final moment you've been waiting far to long for. But it's anything else than easy to open the damn lock with a pen. No matter how many times you try, nothing happens. You start to panic inside. What if all your efforts have been usless? What if you remain trapped here forever? Just as your hope is about to burst, you hear a soft click. The heavy chains fall with a loud crash on the ground.
You take a deep breath in and out, almost unable to believe that it really worked. Without thinking twice, you get up and rush out the door. You look back once when you see a large white T-shirt lying on the sofa. You pull it over your half-naked body as you rush to the window and open it. Immediately, you feel a cold wind gently blowing through your (h/c) hair. Your body flinches reflexively, but instead of getting upset about how cold it is, you're happy about it. After all, it's the first time in a long time that you've been able to breathe fresh air and feel some coldness that runs over your spines.
You carefully climb out of the window as your feet slowly but surely touch the ground. The feeling of touching grass again for the first time is indescribable. For a brief moment, you enjoy the fresh air as the full moon provides enough light for you to see everything around you. You are in a forest, far away from civilization. Sometimes you can hear the hooting of owls watching you from a tree. But no human soul could be spotted near you. You shake your head as you immediately start running. You don't know the direction, but you follow the wide road that leads the forest. As long as you keep moving, you have a better chance of escaping, so you keep running. A large, bright sign catches your (e/c) eyes. “Town 3 km away.”
~~~
“See, we weren't gone too long.” The Stab fan gets out of the car, slamming the door loudly. His brother follows him, taking the bag of food, letting out a small sigh. “I hope no one noticed. You know how they can be.” The man takes the front door key out of his pants pocket as he opens the door. Just as he is about to put the bag on the table, he notices the open window. “FUCK! Richie, did you leave the window open?” Ethan shouts hysterical. “No, I didn't...” Before the older brother can continue to speak, he storms into the bedroom, but the only thing that greets him is the loose ankle cuff lying on the floor. “FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Ethan, who also storms into the room, looks incredulously at the empty bed. “I knew it! I knew it was a fucking stupid idea to leave her alone. Damn it, Richie, they're going to kill us!”
“She can't have gone far, we'll find her.” , “We should still call the others before we make things worse.” The brothers look at each other as they nod in agreemend. Richie walks into the living room and grabs the phone. Meanwhile, Ethan continues to glance around the room. After a short while, he finally finds the mysterious pen weapon. A small smile forms on his lips. You weren't as stupid as they thought you were. “Clever thing.” he mutters.
“Yes? What is it?” the murderer replies, annoyed. “When it comes to food again—”
“No, that's not the issue, Roman. We may have a minor problem, but we'll resolve it, so there's no need to worry.”
"What exactly is the problem?" Richie knew exactly that Roman was not to be trifled with and still he needed his help.
"(Y/n) managed to escape-"
"How cold that happen?!"
“We were only gone for a short while—”
Roman interrupts him again, whereby he sounds calmer than expected. “I'll contact the others.” And with that, he ends the call. “That didn't go too badly,” Richie whispers, more to himself than anyone else, as he puts the phone back on the table.
~~~
You can't remember how long you've been running. Your legs ache from all the steps you've taken, your body is shivering, but you have to stay strong. At least that's what you keep telling yourself. When you finally reach the end of the forest, you are greeted by many bright, neon lights. It seems you've made it—you've arrived in a big city! A triumphant smile spreads across your lips as you take a quick breath. After a short rest, you continue running.
When you arrive in the city, you notice a striking number of people in costumes. They are all wearing horror-themed clothings and creepy make-up. As you glance around a little further, you notice a huge colorful poster with large red letters that say “Halloween Party at Williamstreet 10.” Was it already Halloween? Have you been locked up that long?! Shit... Inside, you still can't believe it's been months. Has your sense of time really slipped away like that? You shake your head as you carefully make your way past the celebrating crowd.
Your feet carry you to a subway station, and even though every step is another ordeal, you can almost feel your freedom back. Soon... You decide to lean against the wall as you think about your next steps. Do they already know I'm gone? Hopefully not, that gives me more time. Just as you're about to stretch, you notice several people standing around you in Ghostface costumes. Shocked by what you see, you suddenly start to cry. You just can't hold back your tears any longer, the fear of them finding you is too big. What if it's them? But none of these costumed people seem to know you at all. Instead, they stand with their friends on the platform, chatting and laughing about some stupid jokes.
God, how you hated Halloween. As you keep peering at one of the Ghostfaces, you are suddenly struck by several images that you thought are long forgotten. Several pictures crossing your mind of how they forced you to hurt others. You were wearing one of those fucking Ghostface costumes too. The voices of these psychopaths wrestle over and over again in your head. It was like a tragic melody that would never end.
"Kill him!~"
"Aww are you scread, princess?~"
"You can do it (Y/n)! Just stab him.”
"I know that you want to kill him too! Just do it."
"Come on, sweetie. I´m getting impatient..."
“If you don't kill him, I'll make sure that all the people you love die. Maybe they'll serve as new Stab material.”
"Do it. Now."
Filled with pure terror and fear, you had no other choice but to plunge the metal blade into the innocent high schooler's chest. You can still remember the man's screaming, almost pleading face as he begged you to stop. The tears running from his guiltless brown eyes, the stare that condemns you. So as if you were a psychopath too, who enjoys it. He was probably right, you are a monster, and it's all because of them. There is blood on your hands, something that will haunt you for the rest of your life.
“See, it wasn't that hard.”
“Stop crying, you're being overdramatic.”
Abruptly you get torn out from your dark, cruel memories when the loud announcement from the information system brings you back to reality. "Track 2, the train is arriving. All passengers please board.“ You quickly wipe away your tears as you whisper a quiet ”I'm sorry." You know that it wasn't enough punishment for you, no you deserve more than that, but at that moment it was the only thing you could do. If you went to the police, no one would believe you.
You sigh as you squeeze yourself into the train. You immediately hold on to a rod as you stare out the window. The decorated houses filled with ghosts and pumpkins make you smile again. If you weren't on the run, you maybe would have dressed up too. “Wow, your costume looks so real.”
Huh? You glance around when you notice someone in a Leatherface costume standing beside you. Somewhat awkwardly, you just nod. “Thanks.” You totally forgot that your whole body is covered with scars and dried blood. All wounds you sustained while fleeing. “What are you going as?” The stranger asks. “As Final Girl.” The Texas Chainsaw Massacre fan lets out another “Wow” as he turns back to his friends. It's for his own sake, after all, you don't want to drag any innocent people into this.
It doesn't take too long as the train finally stops at the last station, from where you can take the bus to another city. I can sleep in a motel or maybe a hotel, I'll find something. You tell yourself optimistically as you carefully get off the train and walk up the stairs. So far, everything is going according to plan! When you reach the surface, you quickly cross the street as you walk through several alleys. Every now and then, you encounter a few drunk teenagers, but they don't even notice you. Instead, your focus lies on the bus. You quickly make your way through another quiet alleyway, enjoying the peace and calmness. But you also know that this was never a good sign. You decide to keep running without looking back. They can't have found you, after all, you're trying to be as inconspicuous as possible.
After a while, you end up in another small forest area. Everything around you is covered in pure darkness, and not even the bright light of the moon can help you. Even though this place would be a death sentence in any horror movie, you ultimately have no choice. After all, it's the only bus that can take you to the next town, even if that means walking through another creepy forest. So you keep walking, the soft wind rustling gently through the leaves. The almost scary sound brings you to shiver again, as you continue to go.
As you stare around, you notice the even creepier outlines of the trees. Was someone watching you? You shake your head as you continue along the narrow path. From a distance, you can already see a small wooden hut. That's it! The flickering lights and familiar sign are impossible to miss. Full of joy, you sprint to the hut with your last ounce of strength. Even though this spooky place terrifies you, you have to stay brave. At least that's what you keep telling yourself over again and again. When you finally arrive, you sit down on one of the benches. You slowly take a deep breathe in and out as you rub your hands together. Only now you feel how cold it really is. Hopefully you won't freeze to death.
Shivering, you glance to the empty street, hoping to see the bright headlights of the bus. Nothing. Impatiently, you stamp your foot on the ground when you suddenly recognize an all-too-familiar dark costume. The slasher stands next to the flickering lamp, tilting his head. “No...” you whisper as you immediately stand up. The Ghostface just stares at you as he waves. You were about to scream and run for your god damn life when the man suddenly takes off his mask.
“Hey, sorry if I scared you. I didn't mean to!-” But before the stranger can say another word, a sharp knife slides his throat. Blood gushes as he falls to the ground. The men reaches his trembling hands to the unstoppable wound, trying to breathe as much air as possible. A helpless attempt to stay alive. “H-help me.” he stutters as his hand graps you. A large pool of blood forms beneath him, his eyes looking at you imploringly. You wanted to do something, help him but you can't move. Too shocked by what just happened, you stare in horror at the other Ghostface behind him. He hums a song as he cleans his blade. “You gave us a fucking long chase.” The familiar high pitched voice makes you tremble in terror. Slowly, you take a few steps back, unable to take your eyes off him. “No...No this can't be. Stay away from me!” you scream as you move further away from the killer.
“Oh, you silly thing. Did you really think you can escape us? Atleast, I have to give you credit for one thing (Y/n), you acted smarter than most of the victims. Congratulations.” The man takes several steps toward you. “You have a choice: either you come with us voluntarily and your punishment won't be too bad...” He takes a few more steps closer to you. “Or we'll chase you through the whole forest and drag you to the basement. So what will it be?”
Just as you are about to turn around, and run away you bump into another Ghostface. “So, answer two. What a shame. I thought you were smarter than that.” Before you can do anything else, you feel a sharp pain in your head. Dizziness overwhelms you as everything around you slowly fades away.
desperately hoping that there is someone else currently looking for what i seek😭😭😭
in 2020, there was a wattpad user who wrote fucked fanfic about haikyuu characters, their user was Haikyuuhoeee. I am desperately searching for their fic that was like Akaashi x Reader x Bokuto
can’t believe i’m scavenging on main like this but someone PLEASEEE
Do you guys wanna read a Yandere reader who's pathetically obsessed on an Idol who's their gf and gets absolutely destroyed by them(y'know what I mean). Weird, but do you guys dig it?choose🫣
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I am currently really into Arcane and will be posting mostly that as well as other various fandoms listed in my masterlist linked above. My requests are currently open but understand that I work full-time and I am also a grad student, so writing fanfic isn't my top priority lol.
This blog is my first ever attempt at writing smut. This is more of an experiment for me to see how I could write it. Please understand I’m still learning.
DISCLAIMER
I do not condone any of the actions done in my fanfics. I am also saying to not romanticize these actions in individuals in real life.
I understand fully that yandere can be seen as a slur(?) to people with BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder) and it is not my intention to mock those with the disorder. This blog is strictly for fun and nothing more.
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This is an NSFW blog, get out.
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I have a life outside this blog. Working full time while being a graduate student is a lot of work. I will try to be consistent with uploads as I understand people want the next chapter asap but understand that I have a life.
III. I WRITE WHAT I WANT TO WRITE WHEN I WRITE IT
At the end of the day, this is my blog and I will post what I want when I want (not to be rude lol). Just understand that I will not do every request sent to me or immediately post chapter after chapter of a fic. Sometimes it could be weeks to months. Understand that please.
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I do not mean like the reblog function, I mean copy-pasting my fics onto another site or using my art without permission. Just so you know, I am a witch and all my fanfics and art are protected with a protection spell, so I wouldn't test me if I were you. (damn that sounds mean, sorry lol)
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➼ Yandere x Reader Smut (One-Shots)
➼ Yandere Character Smut Headcanons
➼ Yandere Character Smut Alphabets
➼ Non-Yandere x Reader Smut (One-Shots)
➼ Non-Yandere Character Smut Headcanons
➼ Non-Yandere Character Smut Alphabets
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➼ Characters under 18 (I don't do that age up shit)
➼ Teacher X Student Cliché
➼ Non-Con (Dub-Con is okayish)
➼ Forced Pregnancy
➼ Physical or Sexual Abuse
➼ Significant Age Gaps (unless its like a mythical character who is like 100+ like Malleus Draconia, Lilia Vanrouge, etc...)
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This would help me a lot to better comprehend your request and I would be more likely to do it!
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Please don't ramble for a while about possibilities, just give me the basics of what you want the fic to be so I can at least get some creative liberty.
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I was reading the warnings under the ‘yandere’ Seonghwa series
‘Seonghwa is not mentally ok’ but neither is the oc 😭😭 goddayum he has a thing for a grown woman acting like a child— I understand that it’s probably a trauma response but him feeding into it is kinda odd
do you think the oc may recover?
(not hate btw, it’s just something I think about)
yeah tbh both of them are messed up in their own ways, but him wayyyy more so. the thought i've put behind it is that he doesn't necessarily "have a thing" for her acting like a child, their relationship is almost always platonic when she's in that state of mind and since it's easier to control someone who has the mindset of a child, he tries to keep her that way. he wants her to completely depend on him so that she doesn't try to leave, because he's so insecure and attached to her.
to be clear, i don't think that she's mentally ill because she age regresses (i do as well to cope with my own childhood issues, as a way to take back what i missed out on); but rather she's starting to feel the effects of stockholm syndrome and she's feeling them HARD because when someone is in little space, it's not just acting like a child- it's feeling like one and thinking like one. she's stuck in a constant loop where she's fighting with herself, she knows this isn't right but seonghwa, her 'mommy', keeps treating her like it's normal. and seeing as the other members are complacent, she sees everyone around her acting like she's meant to be here, and meant to be in little space all the time.
and wow i'm so glad someone asked because i did NOT know i wanted to talk about this this badly 😫
as for if she'd ever recover, i definitely doubt it. she's already been in captivity for six months when the OG fic takes place, so who knows what's happened in that time ? (i do, and it's not pretty) . IF, that's a big IF, she ever managed to escape, she'd have lifelong ptsd and trust issues; because hwa was her boyfriend before he kidnapped her and some of the boys she considered friends. she'd also have a hard time integrating back into society as an adult because of how long she's been forced into little space. she'd need aaaaalot of therapy and support to even function on her own after being 'taken care of' for so long
age regression is a complex thing, and so are toxic relationships, mental illnesses, stockholm syndrome, ect, ect that's probably why this is one of my favorite au's; i get to explore all of these complex things at once and try to see how they'd react to each other.
anyways you asked a simple question and i rambled my ass off sorry 😣
