Yandere Allies X Cold Hearted S/o

No one:

Childe when he was 14:

Holy shit that really made my day rn. Also I love writing for the nordics so I’m happy their being requested 💕

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“Stay in bed with me for another moment.”

1p Yandere Norway

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You had awoken to the sun coming through the blinds on the window. Turning on your side towards the nightstand you reach for your phone to check the time.

7:34am.

Looking at the time again you tried to wrap your head around it already being the morning, and so soon..?

Trying to think back to the previous night, felt like a blur. Now that you try to think harder about it, you didn’t remember anything of the past week or month along with the people you talked too. All their faces seemed to be blurred out of your memory.

You held your head in your hand, as you started to feel a headache start to bang in your head making it almost painful to think any further.

You didn’t even question the bed shifting as two arms wrap themselves around your waist, a head being tucked in the crook of your neck. The soft breathing on your neck suddenly made you look at yourself in shook, realizing that you barley had anything covering yourself besides of the comforter.

“Stay with me for another minute kære, I’m still tired from last night.”

The grogginess of the morning mixed in with your headache becoming more painful by the second, you could only mumble a response to this stranger that you felt like you should know but can’t.

“Who are you..? Where am I?”

Trying to fight through the pounding pain in your head, you attempted to sit up and shake this stranger off, you felt their grip around your waist tighten significantly while he cooed reassuring words in your ear.

“Shhhhh, shhh, vær rolig kjære, det er greit bare slapp av.”

You slowly felt the world start to spinning around and around, as you struggled to stay awake, wanting to ask so many questions. Who were they? Where were your friends, who were your friends? What did they look like? Did you have any friends?

You felt them pull you down into the ever so welcoming mattress against your will as they began combing their fingers threw your hair. With each stroke you felt yourself drift off along with your headache. All your memories seeming becoming more clearer as you see the same face over and over again in each of them.

“Sove nå, det er ok (y/n).”

Before you knew it you had fallen fast asleep.

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You had awoken to the sun coming through the blinds on the window. Turning on your side towards your lover,

Lukas.

Feeling you shifting in the bed, he opened his eyes to look at you. His crystal Indigo eyes staring into your (e/c) ones.

“Morning honey.”

You greeted him as he slowly sat up turning to you, showing off his bare chest as the comforter only covered his lower body.

“Morgen kjære, do you want me to make you some coffee?”

Giving him a playful smile, you opened your arms to him saying

“Can you stay in bed a little longer with me?”

The usual thin line of his lips tuned into a small but genuine smile as he laid back down. Letting you embrace him as he wrapped his arms around your waist, laying his head on your shoulder.

The only thing running through his mind was, that all his patience with you had finally payed off.

Finally, you were his, and he was yours.

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~Requests are still open for the prompts✨~

Translations (again I don't think these are 100% correct since I got them off of google-)

kære- dear

vær rolig kjære, det er greit bare slapp av- be calm dea, it's okay just relax

Sove nå, det er ok- sleep now, it's ok

Morgen kjære- morning dear/dearest

—Announcement📢—

I’m going to be re-doing my entire blog here abs archiving all my past works For Hetalia. I’m still going to be posting Yandere, but for Tokyo Revengers and Jujustu Kaisen only. I might go back to my older posts and edit them, generally fixing spelling errors and what not. Might be deleting some of my old old works but that’s it.

I found that doing requests were a bit more than what I could chew on and I’m still going to have my ask box open but just for suggestions. probably won’t be doing a lot of fanfics but more headcanons since those are easier for me.

Hope this all makes sense for the future of my blog . Thank you for those who have been following me.

Hello! Can i request promp no.10 and Kakucho?

“N-no, no, no, shhh, you’re okay. I would never hurt you.”

kakucho x reader

cw: yandere. kidnapping.

note: i feel like its been forever since i wrote for kaku omg

You couldn’t see anything around you and the only thing you could hear was the shuffling sounds coming from you as you tried to pull your bound wrists apart. Whoever brought you here left you alone for what felt like hours. 

As you angrily cursed yourself for having made the choice to go out tonight, a door swung open, causing you to pause your attempts at undoing your bindings. You tried to listen for movement, but all was still for a few minutes. When footsteps finally began making their way to you, it was as if you remembered that you were in danger, now moving about wildly as if that would magically set you free. 

The person, now in front of you, moved down to your level, hushing you as hands attempted to brush over your skin. You jerked away from the hand on your arm, yelling at them to not touch you.

“N-no, no, no, shhh, you’re okay. I would never hurt you.” His words were meant to bring you comfort, but how could you feel anything but panic at this moment? You were kidnapped and locked up by complete strangers; as if you could truly trust that some random man wouldn’t hurt you after doing something like this. He once again tried to soothe you, petting you gently in a way that made you feel like he saw you as some child to console. If your legs weren’t bound, you’d have been kicking out at him as hard as you could. “Just calm down.”

He didn’t even sound confident in his own words, because you were sure he knew damn well that there was no way you were just going to calm down in this situation. “Calm down!? Who the fuck are you? Let me go!” You started struggling against your restraints again, determined to sock the man in front of you. “If it’s money you want, I don’t have any! You’re wasting both our time here!” 

You only heard a sigh, as if it were ridiculous for you to assume you were being held for ransom or something of the sort. Before you could yell at him like you wanted to, the man spoke up. “It has nothing to do with money. If anything, that’s something you won’t need to worry about anymore.” 

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Your chest began to tighten. Was he just going to kill you? Did you just have a stroke of bad luck and these random people decided that you would be the one they took out tonight just for the hell of it? 

From the sounds of it, the man stood up again, still right in front of you. You couldn’t see it thanks to the blindfold, but Kakucho had to straighten up and prepare himself for his next words. He’d been practising this, reciting it in his head since the moment he decided that he would take you, but now that the moment was here… he was more nervous than expected.

“You’ll be staying here from now on. Under the care of me and my men.” Watching your face contort into an expression of pain and disbelief was not a surprise, but it still made him feel guilty. Kakucho wasn’t oblivious; he knew that what he was doing was wrong, that you’d likely hate him for it. But he tried to tell himself that it was for your own safety, that he saw how those other guys would openly stare at you, likely thinking the worst things. 

He wondered if you would recognize him the moment your blindfold came off. He wasn’t even sure he ever caught your eye despite him being a regular at your work. Not that it would matter anymore. You’d be here so that Kakucho could ensure that you were safe. Even if you hated it – hated him – he could at least find comfort in the fact that you were protected from the harshness of the world. 

“No! No! Let me go, please!” There was a mix of anger and sadness swelling up in you and even you were unsure of how to properly react to his words. You lurched forward, hoping that you would hit his legs and send him toppling down so you could at least try to beat him. Instead of making contact with his legs, you just hit the ground. Your breathing was fast as you tried to get up, freezing when a hand settled atop your head.

“I know… I know that this is a huge change, but you’ll find that this is better for you in the long run.” His footsteps started moving away and you assumed out of the room. You heard his voice talking to someone else that must’ve been nearby, telling them to deal with you for now.

Kakucho refused to let his own feelings show through on his face, but hearing you yelling after him, alternating between asking for release and then threatening to kill him caused him to feel what he was sure was remorse. But it was too late for feeling bad; all he could do was go through with his initial plan and hope that you eventually come around.

Platonic Yandere Haitani brothers x Gn!Reader

TW: forced Tattooing/marking

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Imagine being held down by both Haitani brothers as the tattoo artist they paid to keep quiet works on doing the flower snake tattoo down the middle of your back. Seeing it as the solid proof of brotherhood between the three of you, replacing blood with ink. Both brothers chastise you for kicking up a fuss over the relatively small tattoo compared to theirs. The person working on your back is visibly uncomfortable but the glare from the older Haitani keeps their head down; trying to not mess up for fear of what would happen.

When the last painful hours are done you are situated on your bed, wanting to curl into yourself but the stinging pain from your back keeps you laying on your stomach. Ran’s looking over the black snake and small (birth) flowers decorating your spine as Rindou spreads a healing cream to help soothe the pain. Ran shows you different designs to your exhausted face that he had come up with, reminding you once your back healed you’d have to get a tattoo on your chest to match theirs. Forever tying you to the two devils of Roppongi.

Yandere Toman x Gn!Reader

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Imagine Emma unknowingly giving details about you to one of the Toman guys. You’ve had a nice friendship with her and you can call her your best friend, telling each other secrets and dreams. So of course it made sense for the boys to go to her asking about what you liked, disliked, favorite foods, and when you would most likely be alone?

She didn’t think they had any ill intent by these questions, thinking that they were just curious about you. Even going as far as to think they had a crush on you (which wasn’t wrong) and were asking for help, which she gladly obliged. Emma wouldn’t even be opposed to helping them take you, by how they tell her that they only want to love you. She easily falls for it not knowing the extent of their love. Sealing your fate with a whisper into the boy's ear.

Yandere Nordics x Angel reader

To say that the nordics would be devastated would be an understatement.

Mathias and Tino would cry and scream, breaking everything around them in a fit of rage. It would be troubling for someone to see, Tino especially, in this state from how joyful and sweet the two usually are. It’s best to stay clear of the two whenever they first find out their s/o has left.

Berwald would be trying his damn hardest to keep it together, his stern glare looked as if It could freeze over hell. Though, from the small cracks on the coffee mug he’s been holding for the past minute shows he’s about to break.

This would be the only time you would see Emil not complaining about his older brothers comfort at this time. Though Lukas would be showing a strange expression on his face as he holds his younger brother close, comforting him with soft words to not let him worry further.

Out of the five Lukas would have sensed that you weren’t completely human and thus having to look through all of his many mythical books would further his obsession with you. Figuring out that you were an angel would have him immediately trying to see if he could remove your powers or status quickly, knowing that any day you could leave them.

With the help of the other four nordics, it would only be a matter of time before he would have all the ingredients needed in order to perform the ritual in bringing you back to earth

Heyyy! could i request for the yandere alphabet V L and K, with both Haitani brothers and Izana please?? tysm in advance!

of course!! I'm so happy to write about tokyo revengers, thank you for requesting!!!💕💕💕💕

If you want to send more letters here is the yandere alphabet!

Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

Ran seems, to me, a more flirty and secure type, the ones that you won't notice the red flags right away with him unlike with others sanzu. He will flirt with you without shame, kissing your hand or offering to go out on a date or shopping with a pleasant smile on his face.

I think that Rindou is "shyer" if compared to his brother. Ran is more talkative, and Rindou is a listener. That doesn't mean that he won't flirt with you or say a sneaky remark, he is just more subtle than his brother, but he will compliment you every time you two go on a date or around.

Izana is always watching you, expecting you to follow what he does, says, or where he goes. He will drag you whenever he feels like it, wanting you to be more affectionate with him, and would often push you on his legs. Izana doesn't treat you so different from others, but he is noticeably nicer... Sometimes.

Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

The Haitani brothers use the same method: money and status. The main difference is how or why they do it; Ran is doing as a more possessive and controlled way, buying stuff because he thinks it might look good on you, rather than doing it like Rindou and buying things that you might like, as a way to compliment you from your good behavior, ready to confiscation them at the first error.

Courting... Ah. Izana simply decides one day that you are cute enough, probably a first "love" thing, and now you are his. There is no courting, maybe you two have shared looks or even talked a bit but nothing really that would make him so obsessed with you. Izana said looking really submissive and breedable

Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

Maybe you should try to make the Haitani Brothers fight for... Whatever reason. Rindou may still feel slightly weaker than his older brother, and maybe making them fight over something so trivial may help your case. Make sure that Ran trust in you so badly that he might leave open one door or window, although you are never sure if he did it on purpose or not.

Izana's desperate need for a family and to be cared, be loved. Make him so emotionally dependent on you that he can't breathe, but it comes with the risk that he might get too deeply obsessed with you that being away from you for more than 5 minutes it's too much. But in that case, he gets slightly more whiny and needy, a lot softer, and will not care about caging you or locking the door.

~ Debt repaid in full ~

Yan!Childe x Weapon!Y/n 

Note: I’m trying to explore my SoulEaterXGenshin AU with this headcanon/fic. Sorry that it got kinda sloppy at the end!! I’ll probably publish my overview of the au sometime but I keep on adding to it with many big-brain ideas. I’ll be opening requests for the au or just suggestions or questions about it! The next character I’ll be exploring will be Zhongli because I’ve been basing all my Archon headcanons with him, so it’ll be the easiest to write for! Also, I wrote this with Y/N being a chain spear weapon but it’s only brought up once, so g/n weapon? 

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: semi-detailed gore (mostly just blood), nonmajor character death, unhealthy dynamic, and relationship, Mentions of heavy violence, Childe just being a menace <;/3

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The tales from the few delusion weapons that have worked with Childe tell of the many bloodbaths they’ve witnessed. Stories ranging from how he laughed as an enemy begged for mercy before reveling in the final blow to the wet sounds of the blood splashing underneath his shoes following where ever he went. But you could never guess that the man who killed hundreds of Meisters and weapons with only his vision and delusion was the same with the ever-so-charming laugh and showed the utmost kindness to his family. The complete 180 in personality from a cold-blooded murderer to a charming young man could give anyone whiplash. Childe has never sought to make a contract with a weapon himself, only ever using his vision, which changed upon meeting you. 

He first took an interest in you when he was stationed in Lyiue, helping to collect debtors who had been causing issues for the Fatui. This client has been failing to repay the loan they took from the Northland Bank for a few months, so it was up to him to step in where his lackeys failed. But what he didn’t expect was for you to step between him and your friend. You’ve known of Fatui’s methods of collecting a debt; many people ‘suddenly go missing’ after getting behind on their payments. So when you saw your meister being cornered by one of them, you couldn’t just stand aside. Pleading, begging almost, that you would get the money to repay them, you just needed more time. 

He admired your will to be able to stand up to a harbinger. The wildfire that lit up your eyes caused his pulse to skip a beat, like the adrenaline rush from battle. That was the day your ‘love’ story began. 

His interest in you only grew the longer he watched you. How do you take up various jobs around Liuye to help your friend with their due debts? He was thrilled beyond belief when he watched you help clear out some hillcurlers bothering an elderly couple on the outskirts of town. The question of if he would ever make a contract with a weapon came back to him as he saw your arm shift into a chain spear. You moved akin to a dance, moving your body to the rhythm of your attacks, doing quick work of the hillcurlers. He was so fixated on you that he didn’t even notice how he had started to shake in anticipation and a growing beaming smile that uncannily stretched his face. 

After his little watching session, he researched everything about you that he could find, memorizing the tiniest details from your favorite flower to your preferred sleeping position. He even went as far as to show up unexpectedly by you, revealing how your body went stiff. He’d try his charms on you, mixing flirtatious remarks with the ever-so-present time limit until the debt was due. He was quickly becoming somewhat of an acquaintance, much to your disappointment. But what he didn’t think of (or want) was finding out that the friend he initially came to get debt from was your meister. He’d show at night when your returning from a job, taking advantage of your worn-out self to try and plant seeds of doubt in your mind about how you are so much better than your current meister. It didn’t matter whatever relationship you had with this person; the only thing that mattered was that they were in his way of making you his.

The cool night air served as a sort of tranquility that you could lose yourself in any day. That is if there wasn’t a menace walking beside you, serving as a walking reminder of the approaching due date for the mora. You had lost interest in whatever he was talking about, being too exhausted from clearing out monsters for the past few hours to care. You didn’t need to be nagged and taunted by some harbinger who took it upon himself to annoy you daily. 

Your autopilot walking was interrupted when the ginger abruptly stepped in front of you, leaning down to be at eye level with you. “I don’t get it, really,” he began, staring at you as if he could look into your soul for an answer, “ Why do you even stay with that meister? You’re practically being held back by them. You need someone more...experienced than them!” He chuckled, seeing you glare at him, trying to sidestep around him, but he got in front of you again. Being so close to his face, you could see his eyes' hollowness that you didn’t notice before. “Someone like me.” With how quickly he changed, he returned to the annoying carefree Childe you were used to—laughing at how you looked like you saw a ghost. 

The rest of the walk had a heavy air as his words echoed in your head.

When the extended time limit came, you and your meister brought the exact amount to the Northland bank where childe was uncharacteristically quiet when the sack of mora was laid out in front of him. You can feel as if time had stopped when Childe presents that while you had gotten the payment for the loan, it had increased in the extended time he gave you. But he is not anything but generous and offers a compromise, saying he’ll erase all of your meisters debt if you agree to unify your contract with them and, in return, make one with him♡.

You’re both stunned and bewildered by his proposal. However, from how a sly smile creeps up on his face, you know he means every word. The audacity of the man in front of you. He so casually dehumanized you into a simple object that could be traded in a contract. Thankfully you and your meister both rejected his proposal, asking if there was anything else. 

He pretended to ponder the idea before stating that there was a way to settle this fairly, practically eating up your full undivided attention on him. He would challenge your meister to a duel, hardly hiding the fact that this was his plan. The vision at his hip pulsing to life as your meister begrudgingly accepted. You could only watch as the gruesome match began. You wanted to look away so many times as the screams of your now late meister rang through the air.

You didn’t even notice the tears streaming down your face as Childe walked to you, his prize. Staring down at you with those soulless eyes looked down at your crouched figure. He took off his bloodied glove and brushed your tears off as he cradled your cheek. Tilting your face upwards to meet his gaze, “I look forward to our newly formed contract (first)!” beaming a smile that didn’t match his void-like eyes. 

Childe would make you his right hand in the Fatui, taking you away from Lyiue to his home in Snezhnaya. He doesn’t need to chain you down when your contract does it for him, detailing your obedience to stay by his side. He takes pride in wielding your weapon form, proving that he is better than your old partner. That you should be thankful, he decided to help bring out your true potential, only under him, of course. You’ve taken to just trying to block out all the cries and screams of the people victim to the harbinger, though you haven’t been able to wash the iron smell from you for months now. 

New rumors of the infamous 11th Harbinger started circling through the low-ranking members and weapons in the Fatui. Tales of how where ever he fought, there would only be him and his weapon standing victor in the end. Dancing in a blood-filled ballroom, the red floor reflecting the sinful dance like a mirror—capturing how his hands tighten around your hand and waist, pulling you along to his rhythm—a mere victim to the beat of his war drum.

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