So I got a cult yandere idea.Basically, after one mysterious incident, Selene's love interests begin worshiping her (I honestly still need to think about it more). Of course, they also become obsessed due to her personality, in other words how she is treated them in the game.Some characters decide to team up, while some compete with each other.
Each of them doesn't just want Selene, they want her to keep away from the dangerous world. To protect her from evil. Except Nyx. While she does wish to kidnap Selene, she plans to turn her into a demon (like in the bad ending).
I'm also thinking of maybe adding Megan and Casidy as poly yandere. Cassidy would be more cautious, since she worries that Selene might hate them, due to what she and Meg do. Meanwhile, Meg is more confident. After all, all they do is for Selene's "best." She also does not trust Iris, the white haired woman DEFINITELY tries to manipulate THEIR poor Selene.The only way to escape from the obsession for Selene, is to find a way to bring them back to normal.
The other idea that comes out in my head is either:
A) Rosalie will take an interest in Selene as well. In fact so much, that she will do anything in her power to manipulate, blackmail, and possess Selene's heart. Which means she will compete against Victoria.
B) Rosalie is not part of harem, but she does seed yandere tendency into Victori'as head. She finds it so entertaining that lots of female characters become obsessed with Selene. She wonders how Victoria would be as yandere.
What do you think of this idea? Victoria and Iris will also be as the poly yandere. Don't hesitate some of your ideas.
I hate so much polyA phobic!!! I hate that for so many, polyA = unserious/joke. I keep seeing people who say you can't be a yandere and PolyA. Maybe I don't have the same definition as them, for me a yandere is someone who are either or both obsessive and possessive. They're not necessary harmful, murder or kidnapper. The reason why they can be is because they're overwhelmed by their feelings, they don't know how manage it. I don't see why I can't love several people in a obsessive way. Seriously, I wonder if they say Yandere cannot be polyA because they just dislike/see polyA as something unserious or because they're really can't. I juste realized how much people dislike polyA, it have polyA phobic everywhere ughhhh
Polya relationship is something serious, and valid as a monogamous relationship. Not because you love several person that your love is less valid.
I don't care if it's a hot take, I don't see why people should have a opinion on my feelings when they don't know me. What is the problem if I identify as a Yandere?? Term and label are not supposed to be used by people who identify as it?? And seriously, who are YOU for tell people that they're invalid? I didn't know if have a police of label lol
Honestly just let people identify as anything, with any label if they don't hurt anyone. (Doesn't apply for Radqueer)
Yes, I am obsessed with several people, I love them equally and no, I can't choose. I can sacrifice my life for them, I can do anything for them. My love is overwhelming, I always think about them. I want to locked up, mark them, say that they belong to me. Yeah I can be possessive with several people. If someone hurt them, I would make them pay. If they date others people, I would get mad.
You stole a fan from your roommate and discover something you wish you hadn't about them. You try to tell your other roommate but you'll come to regret both decisions.
CW: Minor violence, depictions of stalking and assault. Nothing sexual happens in this first here except for a depiction of forced stripping and some innuendos.
You sigh loudly and sank deeper into the couch.
The apartment was so unbearably hot.
Of all days for the air conditioner in this stupid apartment to conk out it was today- on your one day off. When you checked with management earlier, you were told building maintenance wasn't scheduled until friday to fix it , which meant several more days of this hellish heat.
Half-dressed and miserable, you stared blankly at the television while sweat clung to your skin.
Your hair stuck to your face, tickling you in an annoying way.
You brushed it away for the hundredth time and groaned.
"I'm going to die- this is it-I'm dying like this" you complained dramatically to yourself.
Suddenly your mind wandered as your gaze drifted toward the hallway.
Your roommates and best friends, Zion and Caleb must have a fan or something you could cool off with.
Actually- you could've sworn you saw one of those full length oscillating tower fans in specifically Zion's room the couple of times you barged in to bother him for funsies. You got up to your feet already making your way to Zion's room first.
You'd apologize later for breaching his privacy but you needed that fan.
You enter Zion's room cautiously. It was clean and very organized looking- expected from Zion.
Every item sat in its designated place. The bed was neatly made, the desk organized, and not a single article of clothing littered the floor.
He was a pretty neurotic at times about keeping things tidy and doing things the 'right way' (which most of the time was his way) and his room fit that theme.
You peer around curiously until your eyes landed on it-
"My savior!" you swooned as if finding an oasis.
It sat in the corner of the room by the computer desk. Your eyes lit up as you strolled over to grab the fan-
"Don't mind if I do~" you say cheekily to yourself and reached to snatch it. Before you do, you stop as your eyes land on something curious.
In the bottom corner of the wall, the light blue wallpaper peeled back quite a bit. It wasn't anything crazy but it felt odd considering how ocd Zion was...
You wondered if the humidity in the apartment caused the tacked on wallpaper to roll back like that...
You stared at the peel, noticing a dark edge beneath it. It looked strange?
'What the heck is that' you wondered absent mindedly. You crouched down to get a better look and without second thought peeled the faux wallpaper back even more -
You stopped jankingly at the sight and gasped.
There were photographs...all of you?
You didn't know if the heat had fully gone to your head and you were imagining seeing photos of yourself but...it was unmistakable.
From what you could see, photos of you was scattered underneath. Some with you with Zion and Caleb, others of you outside, sleeping, at work...
You stumbled back shocked and shot up straight while peering down at them. Why did Zion even have this?...Was it all photos of you behind this wallpaper...It covered all four walls of the room so possibly not...Your mind raced.
You shakily bent back down to try to fully layer down the wallpaper so it wouldn't peel back and grabbed the fan.
Nope- no-
You were way too hot to unpack this right now- You were just going to take the fan and cool down. You could figure out what exactly this meant when you cooled down. With that thought you made your way to your room, fan in hand.
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Despite being cooler now, the fan blowing in your direction as you laid in bed for hours now- You still couldn't wrap your head around it.
Why would Zion have photos of you...It was frankly creepy but thinking that way about Zion felt...wrong.
Zion was your friend, one of your best. You'd known him and Caleb since they were literal toddlers for god's sake. He was always there for you when you had needed him whether it was financial or emotional- hell- It was Zion who suggested you move in with him and Caleb when you had dropped out of university and couldn't go back home...
Even now, you were basically bumming off the two considering you didn't make as much as they did and could add so little to bills and rent despite Zion reassuring you it was ok.
You buried your face into your hands. "Zion...what the fuck" you muttered aloud in disbelief. As you said that, your room door swung open loudly- you jumped up, eyes wide.
"Holy shit! It's fucking hot as hell dude- You weren't kidding when you texted in chat earlier about how bad it was." The black male bolstered loudly as he smiled wide, his beaded box braids jumping at his animated movements.
He had two grocery bags that hung from both sides of his arms as he strolled in. His soft brown eyes widened as he made eye contact with the fan. "Ah!" he pointed at the fan. "Ain't that Zion's? Didja ask before you took that~? You know he gets weird when we mess with his shit before asking." he cackled loudly as if catching you in some devious act.
You winced in realization. "...Shit- actually I forgot to even text him I did."
Caleb was right. Zion absolutely hated when the two messed with his items or entered his room without asking...You were just in a rush for any sort of relief and instead discovered something fucked up...You wondered if Zion would notice what you found...He was just so observant, what if he did and confronted you...
Before you could delve further into your spiral, a sharp coldness touch the back of your neck. You yelped and nearly launched yourself off your bed at the touch "Ah!"
Caleb burst out laughing and you quickly glared up at him to catch his cheeky smile.
"Haha sorry- sorry-You just had a funny look on your face, I couldn't help it" he wheezed and dropped the mystery object into your hands- A haagen-dazs.
Your face softened as you unwrapped the ice cream, bringing it to your mouth. "Thanks"
You felt Caleb's hand touch your hair in a familiar petting way before sitting on the bed next to you "No problem, I figured we needed something to improve our survival odds in this heat."
You took a bite, the creaminess of the bar washing away a lot of his anxieties... "So good~ I could seriously die right now."
"Lmao, I think that would defeat the purpose of me buying these." Caleb snorted as he unwrapped his own bar and started chomping away. They sat quietly for a second just enjoying their sweets. You finished first under 2 minutes.
"Ahhhh, that really hit the spot. I could eat at least 2- no- 3 more of these!" you flung yourself back blissfully on the bed, arms out freely.
Caleb chuckled. "If you finish the whole box before Zion gets any, he'll for sure kill you. Especially on top of the fan thievery." Caleb took a final chomp of his icecream and licked at the remaining stick.
"Actually, maybe if you put the fan back now- he won't even notice. He doesn't even come back for another hour or two?"
You shrugged awkwardly at the mention of Zion, smile dropping from your face momentarily "Haha...maybe?" Unfortunately for him, your lack of enthusiasm at the mention of Zion didn't go pass Caleb who watched your face as he made the comment.
"What's wrong?" he asked plainly, his expression shifted into a questioning one. You stiffened while passively sitting back up and twiddling the icecream stick in your hand.
"Nothing" You said with a smile that felt way to strained on your face.
"Liar, you're doing that face scrunchy thing you do when something is bothering you."
You sighed. "My face does not scrunch when something is bothering me..."
Caleb snorted. "Yeah. It does. Now spill it. What's got you all soured? Is it the a/c?"
"...No-well- yes but..." You felt fidgety at the thought of telling Caleb about the wallpaper thing in Zion's room....But maybe you should. You didn't want to ignore this and maybe Caleb could do...something?
"I found something in Zion's room..."
Caleb immediately perked up.
"Oh my God."
His eyes widened before giving a giddy look "Its his secret porn stash isn't it-!"
"No!" You chastised him as your face grew hot. "You're so unserious!"
Caleb giggled innocently " Okay, okay- I'm serious now- What'd you find?"
"It was uh..." your voice trailed quietly. This was so oddly embarrassing you realized but you ripped the bandage off."He had pictures of me...like under his wallpaper."
You looked at Caleb whose amusement slowly vanished from his face into a mute one.
You both stayed quiet for a moment as if processing this information together before Caleb spoke up once more. His expression seem serious now in a way you weren't used to.
"What kind of pictures were they?"
You swallowed."Uh, like...just pictures of me doing stuff outside or sleeping...Kinda creepy ones...they looked like they were taken when I wasn't aware...?" You admitted solemnly
"I don't know, I left kinda quickly when I saw them...There seem to be more as I kept peeling the wallpaper back though..."
"Shit Zion..." Caleb muttered to himself, jaw tightening, before speaking to you again. "How do you feel about it?"
Your chest began to hurt at the question. It hit you harder than you expected it too despite trying to decompartmentalize that the entire time"I..." you sniffed. "I'm just scared of what this means for our friendship...Does this mean Zion likes me...? I just never..." you trailed off, a tear falling from your eye that you quickly wiped away.
You didn't want your relationship to change, any of theirs. You loved Zion but you couldn't reciprocate whatever feelings Zion held for you. You wanted to just keep being friends.
Caleb immediately pulled you into a hug and pat you on the back reassuringly. "It's ok...It's going to be okay." You clung to Caleb and buried your face into his shoulder.
For a moment, some of your fears anxieties began to ease up.
"Listen..." Caleb whispered soothingly. "Don't mention the wallpaper or the fan to him...I'll put it back for now...I'll also talk to him...maybe after the ac is fixed friday so we can figure this out when things aren't chaotic and our brains aren't fried from the heat." You nodded into his shoulder.
That honestly sounded reasonable...
Caleb acted like a goof and sometimes even asshole most of the time but in rare occasions like this, he really knew how to make you feel better.
"Thank you." you sniffed out, the action making Caleb laugh.
"Anything for you."
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It'd been a few days since that talk you had with Caleb. Ofcourse, Zion had found out about the fan being moved and interrogated Caleb and you but Caleb took the fall and got the verbal beating for entering his room without asking (something you were grateful for).
Since then, everything had been too normal. Zion and Caleb would discuss about games or shows or life- the usual talks and jokes really- while including you but you just couldn't get your nerves in check.
Everytime Zion had tried to interact with you, you felt tense.
Every time Zion smiled at you, you remembered the photographs.
Every time Zion looked at you, you wondered if there were more hidden somewhere other than the under the wallpaper.
Did he also take things from your room? You felt hyper aware now of things you were definitely missing lately.
It kept you up at night. The brunette with his piercing hazels was basically burned into the side of your brain 24/7. You didn't know if the heat really had lobotomize you with how paranoid you began to be of your supposed best friend.
By the time friday came and passed with the ac being fixed, your nerves were shot. You didn't even ask Caleb if he had gotten around talking to Zion yet with how casual he had been acting. It made you feel slimy for cringing when they would joke and laugh with eachother so carefree per usual...especially with how uncomfortable you had grown around Zion in comparison.
It felt like as each day passed, being around Zion became a little harder.
It was saturday night when you entered the apartment. It was oddly...quiet.
Usually, even before opening the door, you could hear something. Caleb laughing at some stupid video. Zion complaining about Caleb leaving dishes in the sink or leaving his clothes on the bathroom floor for the umpteenth time. The television droning in the background while the two tussled on the couch over their differences.
Tonight there was nothing.
Just silence.
You frowned as you closed the door. Wouldn't they be home by now you wondered?
As if answering your exactly thoughts, a loud crash echoed through the apartment.
The sudden sound made you jump, heart beating as your anxiety immediately shot up. "What the-?!" You raced to the kitchen to see what had cause the shattering noise.
Your hands reached the handle but before you could go inside, Caleb opened the door making both him and you flinch in surprised.
"Oh, I thought I heard the door open." He panted, his face flushed and his clothes somewhat...messy? As if he had threw them on in a rush.
"Are you okay? You look...flustered." You asked awkwardly making Caleb laugh.
"I'm fine- actually this is a good time to sort this out-" He grabbed you enthusiastically from the wrist and dragged you into the kitchen before you could answer.
Inside, Zion had a broom and dustbin in his hands and swept up the cause of the noise- a glass cup. You sighed in relief at how minor your anxiety was but didn't immediately calm down as you also noticed Zion's own flushed state.
"Ah sorry, I dropped my cup by accident. I hope the sound didn't scare you" he said smoothly with a neutral expression.
You only nodded, his eyes downward. "Were you..." You looked to Caleb curiously. "Were you guys fighting or something? Why do you look all disheveled?"
Caleb laughed at the accusation. "Nah- nothing violent like that. Don't worry about that-" Before you could further press him, Caleb pushed you onto a chair.
"Ok, lets all chat~" he said enthused while taking a seat.
Your stomach sank.
Across from you, Zion finished cleaning up the broken glass before washing and drying his hands.
Then he sat down.
No one spoke.
The setup felt almost comedic.
It must've looked like some sort of couple's therapy session with how tense everyone was.
Caleb sat between the two of you, glancing back and forth as though waiting for either of you to start.
While you avoided looking Zion's way, instead amusing yourself with the shine of the table, Zion didn't seem to have a similar disposition.
You could feel his stare piercing you, unbothered. Ever since you became paranoid of Zion, you couldn't help the goosebumps that would blossom on your skin when Zion looked your way now.
It's not like Zion was behaving different, he was always watchful but now that trait that endeared you made you uncomfortable.
The silence dragged on before Caleb sighed dramatically. "Okay this is becoming painful."
You flinched at Caleb's straightforwardness and looked at him with a glare. "You said you'd talk to him for me." You muttered Caleb's way.
"I did, that's why we're here to talk about it together." He beamed a sunny smile at you that irked you. This is not what you'd meant when he offered to help alleviate the situation....
Before you could argue, Zion finally spoke.
"Hey." The action made you finally look at him properly. He looked calm as ever. "You've been avoiding me."
"..."The accusation made your brain short circuit. You had been. Of course you had- But why did he make it sound like as if he wasn't the cause...Maybe you were overthinking his words...? He always did have trouble with conveying things....
You opened your mouth to respond but didn't say a peep. You didn't know what to say to that.
Caleb coughed as if signaling something - the subtle interruption seemed to cause Zion slightly lose his composure before straightening himself again. His expression shifted slightly to a more apologetic one.
"I'm sorry, I meant-" He breathed out a sigh and folded his hands on the table. "I know you found the photos. And that it makes you uncomfortable."
Casual. The way he said it was too casual. As if all he did was ate the last pieces of cereal and put the box back instead of throwing it out or left the bathroom pipe running...He came off as too casual about it.
"Yeah, it does actually" You agreed. " I've been waiting for an explanation on why you would have those....Why would you hide photos of me behind your wallpaper...How'd you obtain some of those...Is that all you have of me..."the confession started to pour out as if a dam broke.
"I've been so scared and confused for almost a week with those thoughts running in my head that I can barely even look at you...I hate it, I don't want to be scared of you but I am." Tears threaten to build in your eyes but you try to hold back.
"I'm sorry." Zion said more remorseful. "I hadn't meant for you to find out like this."
"And how exactly did you want me to find out?"
"...Preferably not ever concerning the photos but my feelings...I'd like to have confess under better circumstances." he confessed stiffly.
You freezed at that. You felt like you had just been stabbed in the neck with the pain the seized you in that moment.
"Zion...I can't. You're my best friend...we can't" You covered your face with your hands as the words spilled inadequately from your mouth. You felt tongue-tied.
Zion went quiet at that and silence fell once again.
"Why?" Caleb spoke up.
"...Why?" You paused and uncovered your face to look at Caleb. "Why what?"
"Why can't you reciprocate his feelings?" You jumped back in your chair as if you had just been physically burned. You looked at Caleb, waiting for him to laugh and say that was a bad joke but he looked dead serious.
"Why would you even ask me that...You of all people should know the answer to that!" you felt betrayed in that moment from Caleb's insensitivity.
You could hear the buzz of the ac unit grow louder. It worked now yet you felt your skin start to get sticky from how sweaty you were becoming. Your mind hazy.
After how many times this week you cried in Caleb's shoulder when they were alone because of how fucked this whole thing was...For him to say that ....
Caleb slowly smiled and reached for your hand "You love us."
...?
His fingers intertwined in yours gently "We've been together for almost 20+ years and been through so much together. We both love you and you love us...You told us that you couldn't live without us so what if the relationship slightly changes?"
...
You snatched the hand Caleb held softly away and nursed it with your opposite. You shook as you stared at him but the male kept a smile on his face. He pushed back his own box braids behind his ear and the beads jingled lightly.
"Shit, this is going horrible isn't it?" he laughed out as if trying to clear the atmosphere.
"I told you we should've planned this out better. You insisted on an honest conversation." Zion said flatly.
Caleb scoffed in a mean sort of way. "Yeah well, I also told you to take that shit down because it was creepy but someone didn't want to listen to reason."
Zion shot him a glare as if telling him to shut up and Caleb slapped a hand over his mouth as if realizing what he did. "Oops" he eked out.
You zoned in on that and shot him a slow gaze as your stomach seem to sink ever impossibly more at these revelations. "...Did you...You knew didn't you...about those photos..." You laughed once, it sounded hollow. "That's why you acted all normal all week and even now..."
Caleb winced.
"Okay- see- When you say it like that..."
"You knew the whole time and yet-!" Your voice raised louder.
The realization crashed over you all at once.
That's why he'd acted so normal.
Why he'd never seemed shocked after the initial conversation you guys had.
Why he'd spent the entire week reassuring you instead of sharing your concern.
Because none of it had been news to him. This fucker knew the entire time!
Caleb looked over to Zion as if asking for help. "This keeps on getting worse!"
"It's because you can't keep your mouth shut." Zion replied exasperated.
Caleb didn't confirm it but that was enough to convince you.
"S-so what? Were you helping him? Do you...you like me too?"
Caleb crossed his arms into 'X's' "Wait wait wait! Let me be clear, I did not help him do that world's creepiest photo scrap- our loveable Zion is just a freak with it! As for liking you..." He softened a bit and scratched the back of his head. "Well I think you already know...."
Zion stepped on Caleb's feet making him yelp. "You can stop talking now."
"Duly noted..."
Zion sighed as if frustrated and rubbed the bridge of his nose for a moment before resting his hands on the table again. "Listen to me, squirt" he used your old childhood nickname. "I understand this might be distressing."
"Distressing?" You laughed. "My friend admitted to fucking having a photo shrine of me and the other friend I told already fucking knew and just let me cry about it to him for a week. And now you're both saying you like me on top of that!" The words sounded ridiculous spoken aloud- you almost couldn't believe it despite your slow acceptance of this irrefutable fact.
"That's true." Zion nodded. "We should've conducted this better"
You scoffed but he continued.
"...To be honest I do agree with Caleb however."
"You do?" Caleb asked surprised.
"Yes...I do. Listen... there's nothing wrong with changing what we title our relationship...In fact, since everything is out now..." Zion grabbed Caleb's hand and squeezed it. "We already have started doing so."
You watched as Caleb's face flushed, eyes widening into saucers.
"Wah...that's seriously so smooth~. What a heart stopper!" he squealed.
"Shut up" Zion groaned. "Do you lack the ability to read the mood?"
"You guys...Are dating? S-since when?" You spluttered confused interrupting whatever flirting the two had just done in front of you.
"Since we first moved in together."
"T-that was like 4 years ago! I barely moved in a year ago and your telling me you guys kept that from me!" You slammed your hand on the table and pointed an incredulous finger at Zion.
"We didn't want to startle you...And we figured if we came out dating , the likely hood of you reciprocating our feelings together would falter."
"We were going to have one of us eventually confess and then slowly introduce the other so it wouldn't be awkward" Caleb blurted out with a laugh. "Boy that one didn't come to fruition though..."
You thought it over...But your mind couldn't wrap around it...Your best friends, the people you trusted the most in the world, were going behind your back not only invading your boundaries but also lying and conspiring to your face. The thought of it all made you nauseous...
You couldn't stay here.
You had to go.
"I'm leaving" You got up from your chair suddenly. " I can't stay here. I need to go" you said mostly to reassure yourself. It was all too much, you didn't want to continue this conversation but before you could start to make your way to the exit of the kitchen, Caleb grabbed your wrist once more.
"Squirt~ Don't be like that! We're still talking-" The use of your childhood nickname made you squirm.
You ripped your hand away from Caleb once more and backed away from him in disgust.
He seemed shock at first and paused... but then an almost painted on smile crawled onto his face. "I was going to let it go the first time... " His voice was too light as he spoke. "But you're kinda hurting my feelings now."
You didn't know what overtook you in that moment but you felt pure unadulterated fear that you didn't think your best friends of all people could provoke from you. You turned to run but once you did, a pair of arms wrapped around your waist and held you close.
You heard an airy laugh blow on the crown of your head and you were held into a bruising grip. "Woah, you tried to run again." Caleb called over to Zion. "Your room or mine?"
Zion sighed. "Bring him to mine, I figured something like this would happen."
Terror fully flooded your veins.
You struggled in Caleb's grip. "Stop! Let ME GO-!" A strong hand clamped over your mouth. "Sorry, I'm sorry- It's just if you scream, you'll alert the neighbors dude. Its the middle of the night, people are sleeping and all that." He sounded genuinely apologetic despite his callous words.
He carried you to Zion's room, Zion enroute . It was humiliating that your struggling didn't deter Caleb and as they walked into Zion's room. You, in a last ditch effort, decided to chomp down harshly around Caleb's palm.
"Yowch!" he yelped and dropped you with a thud.
You landed on your knees and scrambled to your feet to run past Caleb but unfortunately for you Zion blocked the way. "You're making this harder than it has to be , Squirt..." You never had qualms with how tall Zion was but tilting your head up to see him staring down at you made you feel like a prey animal. It was like his figure dwarfing your own scared the shit out of you and before you could dodge you he pounced.
With little to no mercy, Zion snatched you by the hair , pulling at your scalp so you would be forced to follow. Pain blossomed across your scalp as you cried and was dragged backwards. You scratched and screamed at him but he didn't let off.
Eventually he threw you onto his bed.
As you bounced on the mattress beneath you, you curled up defensively, tears already falling and sticking to your face. Zion slowly descended on your trembling form and started to strip you.
"S-stop! D-don't Zi!"Your pleas dissolved into sobs as you pushed at him but the male just insistently pulled your clothes off until you were in nothing but your boxers.
He used your own shirt to tie a knot around your head to gag you and as if to add icing on top of it, he grabbed your hands and pinned them over your head .
All you heard in the next second as you fought him was clinking and something metallic being clicked around both your wrists. You looked up in surprise.
Zion who tutored you when you were younger.
Who held your hand on rollercoasters.
Who bends down to tie your shoes for you.
Who let you cry on his shoulder when you dropped out of university and let you live with him practically for free.
-That Zion.
Had just dragged you by the hair, thrown you onto his bed , stripped you nude, and chained you in place.
You slowly looked at him- Really looked at him.
You wish he was remorseless, that the actions he did would reveal that he was some sadistic monster faking his caring side but instead...you saw him soften, a solemn look on his face as Zion wiped the tears off your face tenderly with both his hands.
"I'm so sorry for that. I had no intentions of making that hurt...I just needed to make sure you were secured." He cupped your cheeks tenderly, smoothing his thumbs in circles over your skin.
You just stared at him absolutely harrowed, muffled whines trying to escape from the damp makeshift gag but failing.
"Damn he bit me kinda good lmao..." Caleb came over and showed Zion his palm with your bite indentation...You shouldn't have held back you realized...You should've fully committed and made him bleed but some part of you didn't want to really hurt him...
Zion rolled his eyes and backed off you, his legs still on either side of your waist but his weight no longer weighing on you fully. "You'll be fine."
"So rough..." Caleb reached over and pat you on the head in that way that used to soothe you when you were upset or annoyed. It instead now felt grimy feeling his fingers massage your scalp. "Did you have to toss him around like that- You even stripped him down to his undies, pervert~" Caleb whistled. His fingers moving through your hair made you sick to your stomach but you could only push away from him so much.
"I only did that as it was necessary to keeping him here." Zion's tone was maddeningly practical. "Besides, it'd be uncomfortable for him to stay in his work clothes the whole time..."
"Sure~ Sure~" Caleb sounded unconvinced but continued. "So what do we do now?"
Zion seem to ponder for a moment before looking back down at you. "I think he needs time...We'll keep him in my room for tonight and we can talk again in the morning when tensions are lowered. Might have to keep him for few days to monitor him but eventually...I'm sure he'll hear us out and come to his senses."
You hated the sound of that. You wondered if all of this could've been avoided in the first place if you had just asked before entering his room.
They do say ignorance is bliss afterall.
For the life of me I can not get this to upload on tumblr so here's the ao3 fic for now! I'm bored and want to do fucked up poly so lets see how far I go with this one together~
Should've asked first (Yandere Bestfriends/Roommates x Male Reader) (4967 words) by Ifuckpineapples
Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Original Work
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con
Relationships: Original Character(s)/Original Male Character(s), Original Male Character/Reader
Characters: Original Male Character(s), Reader
Additional Tags: Abusive Relationships, Betrayal, Yandere, Rape/Non-con Elements, Non-Consensual Touching, Multiple Partners, Polyamorous Character, Confinement, Yaoi, Everyone Is Gay
Summary:
You stole a fan from your roommate and discover something you wish you hadn't about them. You try to tell your other roommate but you'll come to regret both decisions.
Warnings: Minor violence, depictions of stalking and assault. Nothing sexual happens in this first here except for a depiction of forced stripping and some innuendos.227768986
Genuinely I have 0 ideas (not like I had any anyways) but I'm just here to ask for another self aware au from the 3 different thingys (I feel like Im buzzed out of my mind not following my sleep schedule) anyways yeah have a great day/evening/night and make sure to get some rest to not be cranky
(3 diff thingys- lol at first i was confused before I realized you are referring to HSR x R1999 x Mononoke) Hope you get your best sleep!
There is a sort of ecosystem where they strive for being able to access everything related to you.
Watching your every move and surveying the surroundings of the world just beyond the screens they live within.
But safe to say, they can affect the world you live in and surprising enough, they also tend to be very extreme when it comes to keeping themselves hidden.
I like to think that they can access ANYTHING electrical, whether electric poster boards, screens that could be anything from a kindle to a heart monitor. Remember that trend of “if there’s a screen, AO3 will be seen”? Yep it’s like that.
So I would like to think that they have direct control, as long as there is a screen, electronic device, they will immediately be able to access and control it.
I also like to make a headcannon that characters with similarities, or more so specifically, they all fall into groups or subcategories of groups.
So they fall into two main categories, either dragging their darling into the world of the games or internet to be immortalized into the game immediately, and the group that wants Darling to cozy up to the idea. But for now they try to make themselves appear normal.
But these two groups fall into sub-groups, it honestly depends on how similar they are, the goals, and also what they hate.
I would also like to headcannon that the Aeons have regularly tried to break through the barrier and were the firsts to actually break though, the rest of the characters followed after the cracks.
I think the Aeon who would do this the most is Aha and Yaoshi, Aha is already self aware in game so they would be very much excited to see anything that is the internet- maybe even mourn over Akivili, probably add a tab that’s full of Ahavili ship art lol-
I really like to see this, so Lygus having one sided beef with Nous while Nous is just watching you and taking in your actions and all to add to their calculations.
Kusuriuri of Ri and Kon, I think they would more align themselves with the characters of Reverse 1999, mostly due to how the past aesthetic fits them, their old fashioned and spiritual traits make them lean towards making alliances with those who are old like them (Getian, A Knight, Pioneer, etc.)
Due to how the Aeons caused cracks in the barrier, and this every electronic- yes EVERY electronic is affected, let’s just say some characters might take the chance to up the settings on certain devices when you are using them…. I think you know what I mean.
A lot of characters would make spaces for themselves, think of Vertin’s suitcase having a whole apartment like system housing arcanists- now imagine it being like a whole community.
Due to how self aware they are, they use this as an opportunity to dunk on the people that hurt them, it’s like Welt with Otto’s body and just abusing the shit out of it and using it as like a sled- just imagine Boothill and Jiaoqiu or Anjo Nala.
I imagine some of them taking a liking to movies or series, like how I’m constantly having the gut feeling that Getian, Sunday, and Robin having a liking to the Rio movies, I’m also thinking Getian might like Kung fu panda 2 just because the villain is a bird or Guardians of Ga’hoole, because birds. I also like to imagine Getian would watch Journey to the west, the original tv show.
Argus and Boothill watching spaghetti western films or Boothill watching movies that have a lot of Native American or Mexican characters and influences since he is based off of Vaqueros and how Native Americans and Mexican culture influences his design, so I feel like a lot of characters based off of real life influences and ethnic backgrounds they would be naturally gravitate towards the media they were created, like how Penacony was based off of the 1920s America, Dr. Ratio - Amphoreus - The golden Isle characters like 37 and 6 would gravitate towards Ancient Greece. That kind of stuff that would be related to them. (Horrorpedia obviously watching horror movies-)
Imagine a self aware Jade and Topaz, just making a business online, and just making people spend money and just transferring it to your account as like some kind of gift like just imagine Darling being horrified to see their account being hacked only to see a lot of zeros and it’s not in front of the numbers lol-
Imagine Nous and the Intellitrons discovering that IBM 7094 was the first singing machine and they just referred to it as their ancestor or something, or Loggerhead being excited about singing with this machine.
Also Imagine, snack thieves, just imagine you baking or cooking something, leaving leftovers, only to go to your fridge and looking with despair as you find your shit gone! You are looking at your friends with suspicion, unaware that one of the kid characters took your snacks or food, not their fault your cooking is good.
Like I recently imagine you trying to recreate some of the movie foods, like the Matilda chocolate cake, and when you look in awe of your creation, took a picture, so proud, and putting that cake up to take another slice, and suddenly you remembered it after a day or two and suddenly you see it is entirely in half and the half is missing, and you know nobody came around and you know you couldn’t eat all of that.
Turns out 37, Sunday, 6, Rubuska, Blonney, Argus, Stelle/Caelus, March, Jing Yuan, and more all took a slice out of that cake.
Lol imagine a Baker! Darling receiving an order, being paid, been given weird instructions, and it turns out some self aware characters been giving you orders so that they can get your baking.
Ok as for their abilities affecting reality, just imagine their abilities actually causing a whole train to shut down, like imagine you running late, trying to get on a train, yet right as you see the train you need to board about to close its doors and drive off, it suddenly pause, people nearly were thrown off of their seats, Lygus hacked the system and you were unaware as you just took the seemingly lucky opportunity to board your train.
I can just imagine some characters poking their heads up into those big electronic boards, like in New York or any other large major city, and people are freaking out and fans are excited because they are seeing their favorite characters meanwhile the company makes no comment or lie that it’s a huge promotion for an upcoming event.
But now imagine, some characters, more so the characters that have a romantic interest with you, just watches you sleep, or even being bold enough to be near you or in the same spot in bed, like when you are gone from your home and one of the characters are quick and eager to pounce into your bed and cling to your scent.
As for cameras catching them, don’t worry! Any and all security measures can’t register them, after all they are merely apart of the electrics and could be ignored by the system itself.
But more serious matters, like actually not making you freak out about interacting with them- imagine discord chats-
Like no joke I would see some characters make up a discord account, some would be bold as to put themselves as the profile pic and you wouldn’t even bat an eye, like just ‘oh hell yeah, another [Character] enjoyer-‘
Just imagine how some characters that would pass as normal in the real world, most definitely characters like Willow, Toothfairy, Nameday, Horrorpedia, Gallagher, Mr. Duncan, Shamane, 6, etc, some might need to change their clothes or even dye their hair and have contacts, otherwise these characters would blend in pretty well and be a sort of diplomatic representation, maybe to isolate you in order for their manipulation to work.
But if you have a lover or Aeons- or Heavens forbid- an actual partner, no joke that your partner would be a test subject in how well their abilities work in the real world, just imagine your partner forgetting about you, gaps in their memories, Mr. Reca or Black Swan doing their job, Dan Heng or Ulrich and Lucy in a team effort to make sure your partner doesn’t get to have you. Ant admirers are immediately shut down by some characters that would never let you be even a breath near those rivals.
As for how useful Ri and Kon can be, they are more or less affect someone mentally as well as spiritually, so just imagine seeing someone mentally breaking down and Ri and Kon just anonymously telling them things that breaks them down.
I think it would be a whole can of worms if we even mention Qilipoth, Voyager, Tuesday, or the characters that are literally eldritch horrors like The Destruction or Aha so it’s best for them to be left to the imagination.
How about being more concerned about things like why your relationship status is randomly changed to ‘Married’?
I am overwhelmed with thoughts of being in some deranged yandere polycule with the Outlaws. Specifically Artemis and Jason. Both would crush a man’s windpipe while dragging you on a mission you are definitely not qualified for. Mostly because they think it’s cute when you cling to them and can’t aim a gun to save your life. Roy’s mad they don’t share and ends up knocking a guy out just to corner you and kiss down your neck, hot and heavy. Starfire’s mostly frustrated because she told everyone you should’ve stayed home and because of them she has to treat your bullet wound (not that she hates treating you, she finds comfort in smothering your face while she hushes your pain) and Bizarro’s the worst kind of platonic yandere, zero concept of personal space, constant hovering, thinks “holding hands” means dragging you behind his massive frame.
okay so the best characters that came out of descendants were clearly the sea 3, and harry's half a step from a yandere for uma already [everyone say thank you fandom!], but do you think that uma and gil could catch up? Do they have different strategies depending on if they're focusing on each over versus a Reader?
All correct, lol!
So yeah, like you said, Harry pretty much just IS yandere for Uma as his status quo, lol.
Uma is a very fun intersection of "slow to trust new people" (since Mal betrayed her trust when they were kids) and "highly protective of the vulnerable", which honestly lends itself pretty well to yandere, under the right conditions.
First of all, within the Sea Three, the most outwardly yandere she'll be toward Harry and Gil will usually happen when they're injured or outmatched and require the full protection of a sea goddess/demigoddess. She'll demolish anyone who seriously harms her boys.
For an X Reader scenario, especially if it's Sea Three X Reader, I think the ideal character type to bring out the most interesting flavors of yandere in all three of them would be someone who can't fight, someone in obvious immediate danger, and someone who openly admires Uma.
I'm thinking, Reader is an Auradon kid who got sent to the Isle for politically defiant artwork or something of the sort. You're lost and scared and incapable of defending yourself from the villains and the meaner VKs. Maybe you're about to be cornered by the Stabbingtons and then Uma saves you. (Or Harry or Gil. It's an easier fast-track to the openly-admires-Uma character trait if Uma is the one who saves you, or for the D2 parallel, I could say Gil is the one who finds you, but I think I'll actually go with Harry for this. He doesn't get a ton of opportunities to come across as a hero.)
"Y-You saved me," you say, still trembling as Harry, with lethal grace, shakes the blood from his sword and saunters up to stand over your fallen form. He offers you a hand and a wry smile.
He takes you to Uma. You cling to him for the whole walk to the Chip Shoppe, and he laughs at you (and enjoys being treated as a comfort instead of a loose cannon).
He walks you into the Chip Shoppe and deposits you in the kitchen, where Uma is washing dishes. Her sharp, magnetic gaze lands on you, and you feel momentarily as if you should be doing some kind of gesture. Bow? Curtsy? That semi-formal dip of acknowledgement you do for nobles who are snobby enough to expect that sort of thing? She doesn't seem...snobby. But she manages to have a regal bearing, even as she washes dishes.
She smirks, and her gaze climbs to Harry. "You remembered."
"'Course I did, Captain," he said, soaking up her praise. "Mind, the Stabbingtons thought they'd have a piece, but I daresay they've learned better." He hands her a towel, and she dries her hands. They have a natural ebb and flow to their movements, almost symbiotic, like they know what to expect from each other at all times.
"I saw your hearing on TV," Uma says, addressing you for the first time. "Wasn't surprised they screwed you over."
Basically, she kept track of when you'd be arriving and she sent Harry to claim you on her behalf before you could fall victim to any of the Isle's bad actors. She treats you a bit like an indulged pet. Not in a wholly demeaning way, but she's in charge and you don't know anything about surviving on the Isle, so the vibe is definitely one where she lets you sit by her throne because you're adorable.
Uma, Harry, and Gil are all very protective and territorial.
Uma's protectiveness is all about sending a message. If someone harms or threatens you, her highest priority is making sure everyone knows that was a mistake. She'll make an example of them, usually via Harry.
Harry's protectiveness is most obviously in the realm of deliberate cruelty toward anyone who threatens you, looks at you wrong, flirts with you, etc. Actually, maybe not so much the latter. He definitely gets jealous when people compete for Uma's attention, but he might be more permissive about you flirting and being flirted with by other people. The relationship is just different. Still super protective, so he'll threaten them with what he'll do to them if they hurt you, but he also might joke with you if you have a crush on anyone. The Isle isn't as monogamous as Auradon.
But there's an understanding that Uma should really be the main person in your life. This isn't so much enforced by Uma. She is the jealous type, but she would never admit or express it to you, because she finds it to be a vulnerable feeling that she can't express with new people. Harry takes it upon himself to be the enforcer, in that regard. You're not allowed to make Uma feel like she's not the most important person in the world.
So yeah, he'll tease you if some child of one of the Dumbo clowns makes you blush, and he'll smirk knowingly as you flirt with them or have a small fling, if that's how things go, but the moment that person seems to become important in your life, he reminds you that Uma is the one who sent her protection to you when you were dumped on the Isle alone and vulnerable. Uma placed you under her protection. You shouldn't let anyone divide your loyalties.
He's very intense about her. He's very intense in general, but she's who he's most intense about.
Gil's protectiveness is accompanied by a lot of showing off. He likes getting to use his strength, and the flipside of his golden retriever energy is that he is just as excited to fight as he is to hug. He's lowkey vicious. He's not cruel like Harry, in that he's not focused on the suffering of whoever has harmed or threatened you; his focus is on triumphing over them. It's like play, to him.
He's also very cuddly and easy to talk to. And it helps that he's kind of in the pet-zone with Uma and Harry, most of the time, too. Again, in a good way. You might be spending the most time with Gil, out of all three of them.
The time that Uma spends with you always feels like an honor. Her crew worships her, and when she gives any of them singular attention, they revel in it. When she pets your hair (even though you just got here!) they're sooo jealous.
But, essentially, you're a little discarded Auradon treasure. A trinket that Harry fetched for her, that she keeps polished and safe.
They meet (again). Part 2. (Yandere! Poly! Twisted Wonderland x Male Reader)
Riddle and Floyd: M/n needed a job after ending up in Twisted wonderland with his little brother, Yuu. He didn't have many choices and only had experience with restaurant work as a waiter. So when he heard there was a restaurant on campus, the Mostro Longue, and that it was hiring he immediately went there.
Azul, the manager of the restaurant and dorm warden of Octavinelle, surprisingly hired him on the spot after hearing he worked in a restaurant back on Earth. When the interview was over they were taken out and introduced to most of the other staff. Jade Leech, octavinelle's vice dorm warden and the assistant manager, told his twin brother Floyd was off with his boyfriend, Riddle Rosehearts, and would not be in til later when his shift started in a couple hours. However 10 minutes later Floyd came in with a short red haired guy M/n assumed was Riddle and they sat at a table in M/n's section.
M/n walks up after a few minutes and smiles at them before he can introduce himself as their waiter. Floyd looks at him intensely and then grins far to widely. Riddle however barely gives M/n a glance. M/n feels nervous but before he can talk Floyd does. "Hello, shrimpy. You're new here? You should be careful in a place like this. You might attract some weird attention.", he says and giggles afterwards while smiling way to widely. Riddle glares at Floyd before turning to M/n.
"Just bring us some water for drinks for now.", says Riddle without smiling but not scowling either. M/n nodded and walked away. As soon as he was out of sight and ear shot Riddle turned to Floyd and hisses through gritted teeth. "You fool, you almost scared him off. We have to play by the rules I set or we will surely lose him. If do something like that again it will be off with your head. Do you understand me?", says the red head. Floyd nods and giggles again. "Crystal, goldfish.", he says while crossing two fingers behind his back.
Epel and Jack: M/n was a student at RSA and Neige's fraternal twin brother, the plain and insignificant brother to almost everyone including their parents. The only one who really cared for him was Neige himself. It all worked together to give M/n very little self esteem and make him depressed.
Which is why when the headmaster at RSA said he was sending M/n to NRC for a exchange program he could not work up the courage to say no. He went to NRC and was sorted into a Pomefiore. The dorm warden, Vil, assigned M/n to room with someone called Epel Felmier. M/n had just finished settling in to the previously unoccupied bed in the room when the door opens.
A purple haired guy who is as short as M/n is and a tall white haired tanned wolf beast man came into the room. They stopped and starred at M/n. M/n shifted uncomfortably under their gazes. Finally the purple haired guy spoke. "I heard you're Neige La Blanche's brother. You look different from each other.", he said.
M/n flinched. He knew what that meant. He wasn't as good-looking as Neige. Everyone either said it bluntly or in a round about way like purple haired guy. M/n forced a smiled and said, "That's because we're fraternal twins not identical."
"Oh, how fascinating. It must be wonderful to have a brother like that.", the wolf beast man says cheerily. M/n forces a smile again and nods. He looks at the clock in the room and gets up.
"I have to go. I'm late for something.", says M/n and then he rushes out to door to find a place to cry privately. It seemed to him that no where could he escape his brothers shadow. As soon as he was he was out the door though he couldn't see or hear the wolf beast man and the purple haired guy turn to each other and speak lowly.
"I want him, Jack. He's perfect.", says the purple haired guys says causing the wolf's tail to wag slowly. "Me too. He'd been so cute and sweet in between us, Epel.", says Jack.
