Warning: Threats Of Reader’s Death, Hint Of Noncon/ Punishment At End But Not Written, Suggestive,

not really Yandere but just thoughts about being the third Haitani sibling <3

(reader is more masculine and the word brother is used, other than that it’s pretty gender neutral)

Warnings: drinking?

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It’s not everyday that you get off work early, being an executive means you get held over late into the early morning. But when Mikey lets you turn in early, you decide to go drinking with your brothers.

Walking into the dim bar, you’re already bickering with Rindou, saying that you could down more shots than him; to which the younger Haitani quickly challenges. Soon enough you're halfway passed out in your chair and Rindou’s trying to pick a fight with the guy in another booth over the stupidest reason. Seeing that you three were now done drinking, Ran quickly tries getting both of you out of the bar. Holding your sleeping body up in one arm—your head and arms draped over his shoulders (like a goddamn baby-). Rindou being held under his arm(carry him like a purse king) with Rin complaining how he’s going to throw up any minute. Ran makes quick work getting you three back to your shared penthouse. 

Once there, you and Rindou are dropped on his king sized bed. Ran makes short work of taking off both of your blazers and shoes, seeing it as fulfilling his big brother duties—making sure your drunk siblings are comfortable for bed. Putting water and aspirin out on the nightstand for your inevitable hangovers, Ran climbs into bed as his two brothers attach themselves to him. Rin snoring unbelievably loud into his arm and you sprawled out like a starfish drooling on his side. 

Ran couldn’t find it in himself to be mad or annoyed though, he laid contently knowing that you three had finally relaxed after a long week. Without a care in the world about Bonten, subordinates, missions, or the ever growing paperwork waiting for you all tomorrow. Just basking in the each other’s embrace as you drift off to sleep.

"N/n! Wait up!" M/n clutched his backpack tightly as he hurriedly walked away

"M/n Please!" M/n paused for a moment as he wiped around to meet mikeys dark gaze

"What do you want, you’re not friends with weaklings right?" M/n glared as he flinched back when mikeys hand moved to touch his

"Shit—I’m sorry i just—"

"You what mikey? You wanna exploit me to your friends? And then expect me to gravel at your feet and beg for forgiveness? I’m not like sanzu." M/n felt mikeys glare drill through his head as m/n kept his gaze to the floor

"I never said you were like him, i just…needed to see you just one last time."

M/n was about to turn on his heel and rush to the airport

But mikey held his wrist as the purple bruise started to form

"You're hurting me!" M/n struggled against the others iron grip

"You’re the only one who can understand me."

M/n kicked mikey multiple times as he tried to pry the painful hands away

"No! I don't get you anymore! You hurt me and ask for my forgiveness over and over! Im done with this!"

Sanzu whistled at the scene

"S-sanzu!" M/n yelped out with tears streaming down his face

"Bosses orders m/n," m/n wanted to scream at the male as he walked away without a care

"Let me go!" Mikey tsked at m/n before kneeing m/n in the gut

m/n coughed violently as he slumped down on his knees

"Join kantou manji, i don't wanna hurt you anymore m/n."

"N-no" m/n shook his head making mikey more angry

As he kicked m/ns slumped form

M/ns body rolled as he took each hit quietly

"You’re not the guy i used to love" m/n smiled as his body ached purple bruise marks resting everywhere on his body while mikey stood tall without even a scratch

"I am," mikey carressed the side of m/ns cheek with his thumb

"You just need to come back to me."

M/n passed out before he could reply as his bangs covered his closed eyes that were puffed with light red dusting around the eyelids

Mikey huffed as he lifted up m/ns unconscious body

Carrying him bridal style

"Lets go." Sanzu nodded at his kings order

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M/ns head spun as he woke up in an unfamiliar place

"You're awake now?" M/n only laid back into the bed trying to forget seeing the others face

the drugs mikey laced in his food kept him relaxed enough though.

Mikey climbed ontop Pinning m/ns wrists as he placed small kisses along his jaw line

"You’re mine…for the rest of our pitiful lives." Mikey rested his head on m/ns heart

Listening to the small heartbeat

M/n didn’t reply as his body ached

And his limbs were chained

Im just in a weird mood to write dark angst 👩‍🦲

~Yandere America x Russia's sister~

Alfred would start going yafter you when you took your brothers place in a meeting since Ivan had a cold and couldn’t make it.

whether that be a bad thing since your brother couldn’t keep the American away from you when he’s not present, or a good thing because Alfred would have time to get to know you without your brothers interception.

The American would turn his charm up to a thousand when trying to woo you since he knows he can’t have as much time with you as he would like, but even getting to talk to you without your brothers deadly glare would be a blessing.

Alfred would try to spend more time with you with getting meetings together discussing the possibility of American businesses in your country.

It’s all so he can have excuses when Ivan finds him lurking in your country.

Ivan will be furious when he finds you sneaking out at night to go hangout with the American and will try to prevent you from leaving his sight.

Alfred will try to manipulate you into thinking that Ivan is being overprotective of you and that you shouldn’t listen to him because your your own country now and not apart of his.

Ivan will have non of your protest when you argue with him saying that your independent from him and your not a small micro nation anymore.

As much as Ivan wants to be mad at you and say that you should listen, your words about being independent from him will stab him in the heart that he’s losing you, just like he lost the rest of his family.

Now there’s two different paths this can go from here

Choosing to listen to Russia:

You come to see how your brother is only trying to protect you and that the American is only using you for his own gain, at your expense.

You’ll begin to cut down on the Western influence with your country with embracing the more Slavic heritage that Ivan encourages.

Ivan will keep you safely away from the American until Alfred comes to terms with everything and get some sort of tranquility.

“Сестра, пойдём домой сейчас, хорошо?”(Sister, let’s go home, shall we?)

Choosing to listen to America:

You’ll see how Ivan is being too overprotective of you and that it’s only because he sees you as weak and can’t make choices for yourself.

Your defiance against Ivan will make him start locking you in your room, but You always hear tiny rocks on your window as you see Alfred outside waiting for you to jump into his arms.

Alfred will make strong alliances with your country so that he can put military bases up (He knows Russia isn’t going to chance starting a war and wouldn’t even dare knowing that you’ll be in the middle of it).

Alfred will twist your perspective into thinking that your crazy brother is trying to suffocate you under his presence and that Alfred is your knight in shinning armor coming to rescue you.

"Let's elope my love!"

You can call me Ruth, (He/She), Fluid, 19 <3 writing yandere drabbles about my fixations

First and for most this is a Yandere blog which will contain dark content. I will put warnings above each of my posts that contain sensitive content. Your responsible for what you read and search up so don’t come after me for what I choose to write. Everything that I write is pure fiction about fictional characters and I do not support any of their actions in real life!

Though this blog will not write anything that has to do with discrimination against POC, different religions, the LGBTQIA+ community, Incest of any kind, scat, DDLG, Daddy/mommy kink, All of the characters will be of legal ages (for Tokyo revengers its in the present day timeskips), anything that has to do with pregnancy(baby trapping, babies just in general), or Yandere!Reader.

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Yandere Hanma x Gn!Reader

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Imagine, Hanma only really seeing you as a new plaything

When he finally does take you (not an if but when), he’ll become a bit softer with you. Spoiling you with riches only the right-hand man of the deadliest organization can offer. A nice penthouse in the city with anything you could ever want or need,  He can be a very patient man when he chooses to, waiting for you to relax enough to restart the game of cat and mouse. You’re the perfect mouse to keep him entertained, his favorite plaything! <3

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.

~“I worship you” Yandere 1p Russia~

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He didn’t want to do this but you left him no choice

Ivan wasn’t a guy who would was quick to anger or violence, and he wouldn’t show his anger on the outside unless he was pushed to his limits.

He looked down at your shivering body in the snow, the cold just bit right through your small body. He tried telling you multiple times not to go outside, that it was dangerous. But you still left the warmth of his home out into the freezing forest outside.

Why would you be so desperate to leave him?

He gave you everything that you could ever want along with his everlasting love, but no, you would rather freeze to death out here then be curled up in his embrace next to a warm fire.

He just didn’t understand.

He kneeled down next to you taking your shivering body in his embrace holding you tightly. He opened his jacket tucking your head under his chin, holding you closer to him in a hopes that he could keep you warm on the way back home.

“You know I worship you (Y/n), I know this is all new to you but you have to understand I’m just trying to protect you.”

His voice was only a mumble but the rumble in his chest shook you more then the cold.

You had expected him to yell and scream at you for running away but him being this calm and collected, scared you more than any punishment he could give you.

You slowly felt yourself drifting off as the soothing motion of Ivan walking lured you further and further to sleep. It didn’t even cross your mind as of the place you were being taken to as you fell asleep in his warm hold.~

~Request for the prompts are still open!~

Normally I wouldn’t say things like this but…

I wanna be Ace so bad….

~Gladly my dear anon, thank yoy for your patience~

{Canada x florist Reader }

Matthew wasn’t really known for being the romantic type, more so everyone just forgot he existed or if they did recognize him, they just saw him as being the calmer version of his brother. Matthew himself just excepted that he was always going to be either mistaken for his brother or be in his shadow. Deep down, he was angry about the lack of attention but then again, he found peace and tranquility in being a wallflower.

All until she came into his life.

He had been sent by his boss to the local flower shop to get a bouquet for a meeting that he had order beforehand. All in all, it was just another erran for his boss that day.

‘Erran-boy-Matthew’ walked into the small pleasant shop when the smell of fresh flowers were thrown at him all at once. It acted like the calm before the storm in a stressful day of running around getting things his boss demanded of him. It made him physically relax with the calm atmosphere that this small shop held.

“May I help you sir?”

Matthew jumped back being thrown out of his thoughts, looking to the side to see the supposed employee of the store. Nothing spectacular really, dressed in business casual with an apron with the stores label on it. He wasn’t startled by their presence alone, it was that they noticed him!

Him!

Canada, Matthew Williams!

They noticed him!

“Umm, sir?”

His heart was going a mile a minute that he didn’t notice that he was staring at them. Straightening himself up he quickly responded,

“Oh, yes, uh, hi I’m here to pick up a bouquet under the name ‘maple’.”

“Ah yes, I’ll go and grab it for you sir.”

His heart felt as if it was going to break out of his chest from how hard it was beating, it almost hurt, but he didn’t want the feeling to go away either! He had felt to starved of affection that even the bare minimum of noticing him felt as if he had just been proposed too!

But as they turned and disappeared behind the back doors he felt a sudden coldness come over him. The warmth in his chest turned freezing standing alone in the store. He felt a want, no a need for their affection, their acknowledgment for his presence again! He needed it more than anything else!

They returned shortly holding a neatly tied together bouquet of flowers in their arms, only then did Matthew see how interesting they were. They had a certain look to them that made them unique! Their hair, their face, the way they held themselves up, they way they walked, the way-

“Sir? Did you hear me?”

Oh. He was staring again.

“Oh yes! Thank you again.” As he reached out to grab the bouquet, their fingers touching ever so slightly made the Canadians face blush a light pink. He wanted to talk more with them, wanted to know their name at least, but the sudden buzz from his phone made him realize why he was here in the first place.

He quickly tipped them and left the store in a hurry back to his boss. All the while thinking of ways to meet them again. Maybe on his day off, or coming back to get flowers.

He wanted so much to be with you again, to talk to you again, he needed to!

He would meet his flower again, that he would make sure of.

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