I remembered Yandere Simulator existed and it filled me with so much rage I had to something about it, thus Dere Dere Panic a "Dere" trope based story that will probably never happen (or if it happens it wont be soon)
This is Iroha(n) Kuga(Ln) and she is the, you guessed it, Yandere of the story!
I love her she is my pretty little psycho.
Also last post of the year, yay!
He’s so perfectly perfect and I want him. I wanna make him pray to the Holy Spirit and hope the ropes don’t cut too deep as I clicker train him into obedience
| ★ : could you maybe do headcanons on how striker be if he was jealous? Like he saw reader drunk flirting with someone? How would that be? — ♪ .
(HELLUVA BOSS) YANDERE STRIKER x FLIRTATIOUS DRUNK! READER: Headcannons
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Ooh, Not a good situation, Especially with the likes of Striker.
Striker barely lets you out of the house at all. The only time's he ever does is when he's taking you on dates down to the lust ring and even then it's very sparingly he does. He needs to keep you safe, You know?
Even then when he takes you down to a nice place with a bar it's not like you'll be away from him long. You're either hanging off his arm or sitting in his lap, No in-betweens with this man.
But let's say when you're going down to the bar Striker gets distracted by something, Let's say it's when he's taking your next order. By this point you've been drinking to take the edge off of your stalker (It's Striker, But you'll never know)
So you've been popping corks and downing shots of moonshine, No one's stopping you of course and there is no drinking limit. This is hell after all.
So as Striker is distracted by the waitress and him ordering your food you find yourself dazed by the restaurants flashing strobe lights, It seems more like a club with the hollering music and the near screaming chatter of crowded people.
You barely register an arm slinging over your shoulder and a sleazy smile appearing on an unknown mans face. You're mind is fuzzy and blurred as your smile becomes slurred.
Striker by nature is extremely jealous. I headcannon him as possessive and he does NOT like it when you talk to anyone other than him, Even if it's platonic or in a professional setting he just cannot stop the deep desire to shoot that person through the head and take you away.
It's why he's so clingy in the first place. He doesn't like anyone trying to steal his possession so he lets everyone know who you belong to with his presence being with you 24/7
He tells himself his feelings is just because he wants to protect you. Not because he's jealous, No, His pride is too large to admit that. It's not like he'll ever admit it either, No matter how much you ask.
As the man starts flirting you start to flirt back without a single thought in your mind. A sly compliment here and a mindless sultry response in return, You can barely keep your legs straight as he begins to guide you out of the restaurant.
BOOM!
Suddenly the demon fell to the floor with a gunshot wound going straight through his head. His body slumps over as the chatter around you turns to screaming and people try to exit the restaurant in mass.
You barely register when you're grabbed by the arm and Striker gets up in your face, Screaming as he asks you "What the hell you were doing" in his accent. You don't understand his words as you slur your response.
Striker doesn't have time for this as he hoists you over his shoulder. He's absolutely furious as he spits on the corpse of the demon and carries you out of the club. He can barely contain the snarl on his lips as he throws you over the back of his horse.
Later on when he calms down and you've sobered up. Striker realises that it wasn't your fault, You were drunk but that didn't mean it made him any less angry or paranoid.
Luckily you remember the events through spinning lenses but Striker tells you that it was an accomplice of your stalker and he had to kill him for your safety. You believe him, He's done so much to protect you so why would he lie.
Doesn't mean you get off scot free though. No more dates for the next few months and you're forced to stay inside your room as punishment for "cheating on him". Striker's forgiven you, But he still does like the look of guilt and remorse in your eyes.
Overall, Just don't go to shady restaurants in hell. Also get the fuck away from Striker but that's neither here nor there.
204. “Those bastards tainted you by touching you! Now I’ll have to erase their stench on your skin!”
169. “Only I can have you. I need you to stay with me. Forever! Without you I feel empty and lonely. “
A/N: Finally writing paulie. This is kind of like the situation that Sarah was in and the guys went to go deal with them because of it. I was rewatching the clips and remembered how upset he was about it. Thought a similar situation could happen to his darling since yandere paulie is just off his rockers..
Warnings: toxic themessss, references to being harmed, violence, Paulie trying not to flip his shit but failing
Requests: open 24/7
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He knew he shouldn’t have been so foolish to let you go out alone. Paulie just couldn’t resist your adorable little puppy eyes and the softness of your voice pleading to go out to the store while he took care of business.
Truth be told he had such a huge soft spot for his darling Y/N. He just loves you so much and he hates saying no to you. It pains him to see you upset.
But now he’d much rather have you pouting in your shared bedroom all day than to have those sons of bitches touch you the way they did.
It was the Morello boys, they were waiting a block down from Paulie’s place in hopes that it’d be the gangster they’d catch off guard….not you.
But might as well have fun with such a pretty face like you. It’s not often that you’ll see a beauty such as yourself traveling alone in Lost Haven. The added plus is that they knew just how much this would kill Paulie to know his precious little princes was taken advantage of by his opposing mob.
Luckily for you Paulie just couldn’t rest knowing that you were out alone. Would if you left him? Or what if something happened to you….
He made the guys take a detour down by his side of town just to check on you and make sure everything was alright.
I won’t get into any details but it'd be a blessing that the guys got there when they did or it would’ve been worse than what it already was.
Immediately, Paulie got you into the back of the car and had Sam sit with you, covering you from the wrath he unleashed onto the young boys.
Paulie may be an old brute now but he definitely was still a brute. He’s never been so angry in his entire life, he doesn’t know exactly what took over him or even exactly what he did to all of them but let’s just say the term “biting the curb” is far too faint of a word to describe the kind of violence he did. He didn’t stop until their blood painted the block crimson.
You didn’t quite see what happened to them but you do remember the curses Paulie let out and the sickened faces on Tommy and Sam. Not even they thought Paulie could be so damn dangerous. Neither of them sure as hell are going to try to get in the way.
The other guys covered for Paulie so he could take you home and make sure you were okay.
The whole ride home he was completely silent, nothing escaped him outside of the deep pants from the brewing furry and adrenaline rush.
When you finally got into the apartment building Paulie grabbed your arm and pulled you all away up the stairs and through the hallways into his apartment.
Still he didn’t speak to you and at this point, tears swelled your eyes thinking he was upset with you and that it was your fault.
“Paulie…?”
“Not now sweetheart.” Paulie torted as he pulled you into the bathroom with him, starting up a warm bath.
“P-paulie…? I-I’m sor-“ he cut you off not even registering your cries.
“Those bastards tainted you by touching you! Now I’ll have to erase their stench on your skin!” He exclaimed as he started to pull your top off.
“Paulie please stop! I-I’m sorry I didn’t mean for that to happen….I promise I told them to leave me alone! I told them I was only yours! Paulie I p-promise!”
Taking a breath he started to calm down, softening his expression and grip on you.
“I’m so sorry Angel…no- no I’m not upset with you.”
Paulie pulled you into his chest and ran his course fingers through your hair.
“I could never be upset with you. Don’t apologize for what those damn bastards did to you. I’m upset with myself. I should have never left you alone.”
Paulie cupped your face into his hands, plating a gentle kiss into your forehead.
“ only I can have you. I need you to stay with me. Forever! Without you I feel empty and lonely. They nearly took my sunshine away from me and that just makes me so-“
Falling to his knees he pleaded to you..
“Please forgive me, Y/N.I’m so sorry please don’t leave me. I promise I’ll protect you. I won’t ever leave you alone again. O-or raise my voice to you. I'll even go behind Salieri and kill the entire family if it’ll prove to you that I can protect you..”
Howdy! EVERY TIME you write Paulie I eat it up. Leaves me kicking my legs and giggling every time. I love the way you write him so, so much!!! Only if you have time, can I request a Paulie yandere imagine similar to the one you did for Sam in March with him getting rid of an admirer? if possible, with a darling/so with a lame leg?
-★!
A/N: I got you sistaa. sorry this took a while to come out, iv'e been in a mortal kombat kick rn lol. i did include the fact that you have a lame leg in this because anything for youuuu. i hope you enjoy/
warnings: toxic and abusive themes, violence, obession, etc..
requests: open 24/7
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There weren't many things that brought much joy to the old brute anymore. Paulie carried a lot of baggage and sorrow on his shoulders that continuously weighed down on him. He hated every aspect of his life, his job, and his crappy apartment. He so desperately wanted an escape. Anything that could possibly take him away from all his misery...the bottles of booze and endless gambling no longer sufficed. Something had to give and soon.
As if his long-awaited prayers were finally answered, you so miraculously entered in his life. it was something out of some kind of romance movie. really. It all happened when you were moving into your new apartment building. Trying your utter best to get up the rather inaccessible steps with your walking assistant when you unfortunately misstepped, causing yourself to become unstable and fall backwards. you braced for the impact of the cold, disgusting concrete ground but was surprisingly swept up by large arms.
"You okay there, missy?"
His amused voice asked while helping you get back onto your feet. You took a second to regain composure before looking up at him. shinning an aloof yet cute smile at him, you thanked him for saving you from your certain demise. A short but friendly conversation took place where he welcomed you to the building...offering his assistance whenever you needed it. Thanking him and exchanging names, you went about your way, not thinking much of the interaction.
For Paulie on the other hand..it was all he thought about. Oh how cute your smile was or sweet how your voice and manner were. But what he couldn't shake was how perfect your meeting was. It had to be fate..no? If he hadn't walked in at the time he did, you would've been severely injured. everything about that meeting consumed him and he was so eager to see you again..
From that day forward obsessed. You'll find that he was just always there,, I mean you lived in the same building but he was somehow always in the hallway when you'd come out of your apartment or at the same places you were. He's so friendly and energetic too, you gave him a new sense of life.
You didn't mind it much though, Paulie had a heart of gold and you became quite good friends. He never judged you for your leg issues and was far more helpful than anyone you ever met. He'd bring you food and items you needed during your flare-ups and you returned the favor when he worked late. You could speak to him about literally everything, he was funny and quite charming. You loved being around him and so did he..just in a different way...
His "innocent" questions are really just him poking to find out your interests, likes and dislikes so he can put them into use later. Especially the ones about your ideal man. He'll do anything to become your perfect mate. Any traits you expressed disinterest in him will change. He's already stopped smoking and gambling plus started to keep himself up more...just for you my dear. Any compliments he receives from you drive him wild and fuel his delusions more. He's convinced he is on the right path to be yours very soon.
I like to think Paulie wouldn't be straight up about his feelings at all tho. He's had so many heartbreaks and rejections that he's far too scared of your response if he comes straight out about it. He doesn't want to scare you off or make things awkward so he plays it slow...
You, on the other hand, are oblivious to all of this. He's like the older coworker you've somehow become besties with..nothing more. You didn't think of him that way. Unbeknownst to you, you'd be making a horrible mistake because of this. The next time you saw him, you gushed over a guy you had met at the library. You went on and on about how he was perfect, handsome, and everything you dreamed about. You asked Paulie for advice on pursuing your newfound crush, only earning a cold and stoic "idk" from him before going into his apartment. you brushed it off as him just having a long and bad day from work but in reality...Paulie was heartbroken. Another woman he thought loved him back was actually just interested in someone hotter, younger, and better than him.
he tried his best to convince you out of being with him, that you should be careful of the men in this city. How did you know that he truly accepted you and wouldn't make fun of you? You should just stay safe with Paulie,,,trust him. He know best...please..this is eating him alive right now.
but that devastation quickly turned into anger when each day that passed, a new set of flowers and gifts were found at your door. it was like fate was rubbing it in his face that it was never truly meant to be. His obsession with you was far too deep to just be let go. He invested so much time, and Paulie knows you better than that little crush ever could. Sure, your admirer might've been more romantic but he knew what makes you cry and what makes you happy...even your deepest darkest secrets.. Paulie actually knew you and loved you. He could love you so good if you'd just let him.
"meet me at Tony's dinner tonight at 8. I have a surprise for you"
-your admirer
You ran up to Paulie as he was walking in the building and practically jumped in his arms in joy. You could barely contain your excitement and you handed him the note you just received. His smile faded as he read the words on the paper.
"well- isn't this great Paulie!? I think we are officially going to go steady"
"..."
"paulie..?"
Maybe, he shouldn't have drunk so much heavy liquor and maybe he should've told one of the guys what happened so they could've talked him out of it...but he went to the restaurant. The image of you being so happy over this other guy festered in his mind. You were slipping away from him...soon you'd completely forget about Paulie for your pretty boy...no. He can't lose you too. He can't go through this again. He's getting old. Paulie needed happiness and a quiet life with you so badly.
The clock read 8:15 and you guys had just been seated at your table. Paulie arrived shortly and drunkenly got out of the taxi. Though stumbling his way around the place, it surprisingly didn't take him long before finding your booth.
The two of you were at a table, exchanging flirtatious glances and banter when Paulie's body appeared, staring daggers into your lover. He hated how he looked at you, how happy each other appeared with each other. That should be him instead.
"...Paulie? what are you-"
In a jealousy-fueled rage, Paulie grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and began dragging him outside. Only muttering for you to 'stay put' while he handled things.
Of course, you didn't listen and followed them out of the building, shouting for your neighbor to stop and tell you exactly what was going on...Unfortunately, Paulie was far too gone and drunken to even register your presence. All he was deadset on was making your date pay for taking you away from him.
Taking your admirer to the back of the parking lot, he forcefully punched him down onto the rough gravel. a plea for mercy being cut short by the bottom of Paulie's shiny black shoes connecting with his face, slamming him further into the ground. Your body completely froze at the sight of what was happening. Suddenly everything clicked...the suit...the accent..the days he's come home smelling like gunpowder with bruised fists..
How could you be so freakin stupid? How could you be so naive to believe this man was just an "innocent" friend.,
Paulie continued beating your lover down until the amount of blood that pooled satisfied him. A sick pleasure overtook his body observing how ugly and limp he knew was. He hadn't any chance with you anymore, even if you still found him to be beautiful or perfect...he would be too scared to even come within ten feet of you.
A loud and sudden thud snapped Paulie out of his trance when he turned to find you. Your walking assistant had been left inside the restaurant and it was becoming increasingly difficult for you to stand any longer, so you dropped to the ground, falling back on your ass. The sight of you merely sobered him up. Burning guilt quickly overtook the pleasure. Your eyes were wide with tears trickling out of them, and you sat in a daze. Your body was still in shock and far too weak to move..
"no...no..no paulie, what did you do?" he regretfully spoke to himself, as he carefully made his way to you
You wanted to back away, scream, cry...anything but you just couldn't. You stayed as you were as he approached and sat down in front of you. One of his hands slowly came up to the side of your face, gently caressing it. Your body reactively began to tremble, terrified of him hurting you next..
"I'm so sorry-" his own eyes began to swell with tears. Paulie once again ruined something beyond repair.. He just couldn't;t do anything right. His addictions and temperament once again reminded him who's really king.
He threw his head down onto your lap, taking your hands in his and squeezing them tightly. His speech was a bit slurred and sloppy due to the alcohol still pumping through his system..
"please. please forgive me. I'm so sorry. I'll give you whatever you want, take you where you want. I just didn't want anyone else to have you. He was taking you away from me and I could love you so much better."
The pathetic cries of a lonely, desperate man flooded your ears. You didn't care for anything from him. He took the one thing you wanted away from you..you hated Paulie
A/N: This is purely my opinion on them. We all interpret their characters differently so don’t come at me if you don’t like their placements. I’m trying to be kind of accurate to their characters but also do fan service…I’m stressed so plz 😪
Requests open: 24/7
Warnings: Yandere and toxic themes.
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I’m ranking them in three different categories…
Delulu to not as delulu
Batshit and completely delusional
These are the men who are at the point of no return….They are willing to do anything to get you at any cost. I do not say this lightly like I mean they are willing to do anything
My boy John has the entire c.i.a. at his very disposal and you think he won’t use it to find you??? He’s going to get you. Sam will too,, He’ll send out multiple men to come hunt you down if you even dare to hide from him. They do not give a flying duck if you don’t even have romantic interest in them, you are their darling. That’s the end of discussion.
Whatever they want you to do, you’re going to do it. There’s no rationalization with these two. Lincoln and Tom give them all the talks they want but they will not listen. Pushed to the brink enough and their friends are not safe either from their delusional thinking.
You already saw what Sam did to Paulie…imagine what he’d do for his darling. Not the ideal men for normal girls. You will be tormented every single step of your relationship with either one of these men.
No effort is made to hide their sinister behaviors and your eyes will bear witness to their horrific atrocities. If you push them too far they might even harm you eventually. There is no escaping or telling what their insanity will make them do.)
Sam Trapani
John Donovan
Pretty fucking crazy but is in a weird gray area between the other two
They are in the middle. Paulie is already an irrational brute and Vito is a traumatized Soldier, so they are definitely operating weirdly.
They both have similar desires of wanting a partner but have been dealt an unlucky hand when it comes to dating so when you came along…they couldn’t let you go. Their obsession comes from a place of codependency..they need you sooo badly and they cannot go back to their old cold life without you.
They really do care about their darling, truly. They’ll do whatever they can to organically win over your love and trust. Sure they will be super touchy, maybe a little too bossy or over protective of you but they mean well… they truly want to be the “chill bf” but who are they kidding??? They are cray cray in the membrane.
At any moment they can and will snap…their delusions will get the best of them if pushed to that point. If they feel like you’re going to leave or are constantly rejecting them, they will do a full 180 and turn into the previous bunch. They are extremely accusatory and feel like you’re constantly trying to cheat or leave them. Tons of arguments and unsavory punishments.
I can’t say they’d do exactly all the same things as the previous much like they’d never physically hurt you or make you watch their crimes but they are damn near close to being like them…
Paulie Lombardo
Vito Scaletta
Average Mafia Member
These men are still very much Yandere and are willing to kill and fuck shit up for you but aren’t as delusional as the rest. Like on average people terms they are very yandere but in comparison to other members of the mob…eh.
I know this is going to piss hella people off but I can’t imagine any of these three holding you against your will or being overly passionate about their darling.
Your safety comes first and they are more go with the flow kind of men. Especially Lincoln and Tommy, despite their desires, your wishes come first. Joe is just Joe, he cares a lot about you but on average he’s like fuck it…it’s your life girl-. Forced intimacy and everything isn’t their thing.
If you really weren’t romantically feeling them they’d just become platonic yanderes and make sure you’re safe from a distance. If any moment you changed your mind they’d be right there waiting to give you the world but if not they really won’t do too much about it. These men would have to have been romantically invested in you for years for them to snap and become like the rest .)
Imagine coming home from a long day of running errands to see ¡yandere! Sam Trapani beating one of your admirers to a bloody pulp on your front door step.
Warnings: Gore, violence, mentions of stalking, obsession, forced relationship
A/N: I drew this at the depths of night when I couldn’t sleep. I haven’t seen really any yandere mafia stuff soooo…… here you go!! Art + headcannon…you may now feast.
Requests: open 24/7
Bonus pt.2
(I mention that the admirer is young, I mean like Sam is 40 so the other guys is late 20’s to early thirties. Sam is just getting insecure about his age)
Sam had been stalking and slowly trying to court you for about a year and he’s getting closer to his goal of finally making you his; but this new guy that just moved in next door is just fucking it alll up.
It first started with the guy going over to your house to introduce himself and harmlessly wanting to be a friendly neighbor. Then quickly become bolder and bolder with his flirtations, much to Sam’s dismay! Could you believe that THE Sam Trapani is extremely jealous of this guy?? Probably 10 years younger and quite handsome, That boy is a serious threat.
You laugh louder at his jokes than you do at sam’s, your clothes are getting much more revealing and the way you prance your little ass over to him anytime he calls your name was seriously eating at him and he’s at his wits end of it. Sam knows he’s getting older but is his charm really that stale now?
Even when Sam is having a full conversation with with you this little shit will come around and inject himself into the whole interaction. Sam even started going grocery shopping on your schedule just to be able to have some alone time with you and yet again this man appears out of the wood works. Every. Single. Time.
(Okay that’s a little dramatic but the point still stands…Sammy cannot keep up with him. He’s finally met his match and he’s so whiny about ittt)
The other guys noticed this and found it extremely hilarious, Trapani wasn’t the hot shit of the town anymore and there was someone younger and more good looking ready to take his place and his girl. They poked fun and joked how Sam was now officially an old geezer and that a young damsel like yourself wouldn’t want anything to do with him. They fed into his insecurities and made everything just ten times worse. Of course they meant no harm, Sam usually wouldn’t be hung up on a girl for too long and plus he still had pretty much every other woman of Lost Haven in his hands so what what the big deal? Why were you so damn special anyways?
“Look Sam,” paulie breathed in between laughs. “Y/N is admittedly very gorgeous but just leave it alone at this point. She’s very obviously more into him than you. What about that broad down at the Corleone…what was her name??”
“Michelle..” Sam gritted in a low venomous tone
“Right, Michelle! Maaaaybeee…you can get her out of that hell hole and I’m sure once she cleans up nicely she’ll be…something of a wife” Paulie erupted into laughter once again after finishing that sentence, barely able to hold back the tears that accompanied it.
Sam already decided enough was enough and there was no point in trying to play this whole love game thing fairly. Going down to your house and giving it to you straight was the only way he could think of doing this. He wanted your love story to feel organic and for your admiration for him to slowly bloom but you’re obviously not getting it. You don’t understand that Sam is the only possible match for you.
So much time stalking, analyzing and carefully articulating every move he made with you isn’t about be washed down the drain just because some bright eyed sucker wants to fuck you. No…it’s okay though. You’re just slightly misguided by all the butterflies and fluff but soon he’ll lead you right back to where you need to be.
As his car approached your door, he noticed a fellow holding a huge bouquet of flowers and a wrapped gift in his hand ready to knock on your door. Obviously Sam’s time was running out far sooner than he had previously expected at that moment something inside of him snapped.
Without thinking any further he got out of his sleek black car and opened the trunk, out of it he grabbed a bat and started towards the young man.
”Oh hey Sam! I’ve been knocking on y/n’s door for quite some time now. Do you know where sh-“ before the young man could even finish his next sentence the bat connected with his head and continued to do so as Sam kept striking him over and over..
Nothing was said out of Sam’s mouth as he beat him to a pulp…actually nothing could be heard throughout the entire neighborhood outside of the thwacking of the bat and the cries that escaped the admirer’s lips, pleading for him to stop. Everyone in the neighborhood silently watch from a distance, they all knew of Sam’s affiliation and no one wanted to be next on Salierie’s list. Even the birds decided to stop chirping in fear they too would meet the same fate as the fellow
This continued on for another couple minutes before a blood curdling scream broke Sam’s attack.
“Sam?!? What the hell are you doing to him????”
Hearing your familiar voice, Sam swiftly stood up to face you, hurriedly trying to explain what happened.
“Look…y/n calm down, this is just a simple miss understanding…”
He flashed a brisk smile and steadily started walking towards you
“Just come with me and we can speak about this over dinner, huh? You’d like that?”
Shaking your head and carefully backing away from the deranged man, you cried out
“No…n-no…no Sam….” A breath passed “Y-you gangsters are all the same…you hurt people without cause, just look at what you did to him! He was a good man!”
Sam for a moment, stopped walking and looked back at the bloody scene he had just created before looking back at you.
“Oh sweetheart…”
He began walking towards you again, this time faster so he could catch your arm.
“…trust me when I say, this isn’t the worst i could’ve done to em’. ”
Pulling you in close to his chest, he moved slightly to the side of your face and lowered his lips to your ear before speaking again,
“I’ve got something to make it up to you, doll face.” Looking down at his bloody and bruised hands, he held a perfectly intact rose…
My love language is stalking you. learning everything i can about you. learning your fears, past, everything that makes you who you are. killing anyone who tries to get between us. becoming so ingrained into you that im your every thought. let my love language become you.
I just read your yandere cheerleader and I LOVE it.
when I finished reading it I had an idea so hear me out, what if as the reader goes to the games more often to watch the cheerleader they catch one of the players eyes and that player also becomes obsessed with the reader.
basically yandere cheerleader x reader x yandere player (idk what sport lol💀)
Prepare for trouble, make it double!
💌 ⤻ THE BASEBALL PLAYER, JESPER HARGREAVES ft. THE CHEERLEADER
—> when he hits a home run, he wants to run into your arms.
⤻ reader is gender neutral, reader is the same person as in THE CHEERLEADER drabble, mentions of stalking, territorial behaviour, obsession, possessiveness, jealousy
comments: my first ever anon ask, thank you so much for this! this is more of an introductory post to jesper but no worries, the rivalry between jesper and katie will be there! i decided to go with a baseball player and make him a bit of a ditz, I think it would be a nice contrast with the cheerleader. you're my first anon, so I really wanted to get this out fast for you! as usual, requests are always open so keep them coming!
🦋 ⤻ archives.
Jesper was a good boy, he truly was. If golden retriever was a person, it had to be him. After all, his job on the team was literally chase after a ball and hit it. In simplified terms anyway. He was a bit of an airhead, admittedly, his grades too low to get into your prestigious university, but thanks to the sports scholarship, he got into the university. He didn't really think much about the school. He found good teammates who didn't judge him for being an airhead. He was quite popular, not user popular like Katie Williams, but certainly popular enough to be invited to almost every party on campus.
Jesper was content with his life, truly.
That was, until you popped in.
He had heard rumours of you. Katie William's new plaything, the one she dragged around for almost every game. The one who, when questioned about her new beau, seemed a bit defensive and offended that anyone would even dare to inquire about her darling. He respected that, honestly.
Since he was a child, he found himself territorial about his things. His parents always scolded him for it, but he never grew out of the phase, so he understood Katie's apprehension.
That was that, that was where thoughts of [y/n] [l/n] ended.
✧ Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ ✧
That was, until this week's game. There you were, seated at the bleachers because Katie had dragged you over to another one of her games again, just so you could stare at her and so she could stare at you.
Katie also had a habit of dragging you down to the cheer squad to show you off, and that's when he first saw you. He was staring at the back of your head until...
You turned around, and your eyes met. His blue ones reflected into yours.
It felt like the world had stopped for a moment. Like he was a kid again, eyeing a lego toy he would beg his parents for as a kid. You weren't a toy. He knew that. There was one thing you and the toy had in common though, he wanted you.
When you went up towards the bleachers to sit with the rest of the common folk with your common clothes — you'd look so much better in his Jersey — his eyes raked all over you till it was time for the game.
He did exceptionally well. Home runs almost nearly every round. In his mind, though, he was going on autopilot. All he could think about was your hair... your eyes... how Katie's hands rested against your waist. He wished he could do that. Why couldn't he do that? Why did Katie have to do that in front of him? Was she provoking him?
The moment the game was finished, he talked with his team, with his coach and then turned towards the cheer squad where you were predictably talking with the ebony-skinned cheerleader.
"Katie!" He greeted her. They weren't close, but they were cordial enough to at least say hi to each other.
"Hello, Jesper." Katie smiled in return, a posessive hand gripped around your waist.
"And who is this lovely person by your side?" He asked, and Katie already knew his intentions with that question. They didn't know each other well, but the glint in his eyes was all she needed to know.
"I'm [y/n]." You replied with a smile, and you almost winced at how harsh Katie suddenly gripped your waist. You and Katie were friends so you never understood why she acted like this.
"Jesper. Nice to meet you. I've never seen you before, what's your course?" He asked, reaching out a hand to pat you on the back, hoping to just get a bit of physical touch between the both of you but Katie snatched you away first, smirking as she did so.
"You don't need to answer that." Katie hissed.
"No, no, it's fine." You replied, calming Katie down. "I'm in the [course name], I take an elective in history." You explained.
"That so?" He grinned like a fool, wondering whether he could sign up for a history elective in the future just so he could get together with you.
"That is so, and if you don't mind, we'll be on our way now." Katie replied rather harshly as she pulled you away, practically dragging you by your arms towards the rest of the cheer squad, away from Jesper. She shot a final glare at him, all while Jesper simply shot a foolish grin back at Katie; a challenge.
From that day on, your boring university life would be forever overturned.
"If I become the MVP for this match, do I get a kiss?"
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