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Cmon now you know he would be here, he's literally already a puppyπ but seriously he would be the cutest hybrid, I'm thinking he would be some type of cute herding dog, with floppy ears and such soft fur!! He would not be well behaved, though....but he tries! He does the little head tilt when he doesn't understand something, and will stare at you with his big brown eyes with no thoughts in his head. He's surprisingly perceptive though, he picks up on people and their silly words very quickly. You have to spell out T-R-E-A-T around him or M-E-A-T, he's heard it too many times that now he knows what it is and will go BALLISTIC if he hears it mentioned... Let's just hope he doesn't learn how to spell
He's very active, he loves loves loves to play ball outside with you or jump over hurdles that you set up for him. Will literally be happy with just running around in circles in the yard if you let himπ he hates the little toys with treats stuck in them tho, will get very upset and irritated and just knaw it open eventually. He wants it now!!
His heat cycles are ROUGH. He's already attached to your hip with snuggles, playful nips and long kisses to your face, so just imagine his heat. He becomes inconsolable, literally will lie on the floor and cry because of his "tummy ache" as he calls it. Loves to have you rub his cute little belly and wags his tail the entire time...he doesn't mean to but he always ends up having a big tent in his boxers from the belly rubs. He wants you to play with him so bad, will try the puppy eyes and pouty lips until you eventually cave and at least let him rut against your soft tummy until he cums. He wants to have more playtime but you always say no :((( after you give him the okay to the humping, he will mount up against your ass while you're cooking, cleaning, reading, etc really doing anything and hump away like a madman. Maybe one day you'll let him go farther with playtime, he really wants to try out what his brothers mentioned about making puppies!! He wants to make puppies with you!! (Even if he has no clue what that entails, he just knows you smell so nice and playtime always feels so, so good...)
Puppy boy Sanji would be a disaster and a blessing. He's already so outwardly horny, so him as a dog hybrid is almost unbearable. Like take his regular behavior around women and amplify it by like 1000. Sanji would most likely be a creme colored Labrador, he has such pretty ears and a cute lopsided smile. He's such a pretty boy!! I can imagine Sanji being one that gets taken to dog shows, he loves to be pampered by the spotlight and told how handsome he is! He's so well behaved too, he always wants to be on his best behavior for you! He tries to keep from making messes, always says pretty please at dinner time, and sits patiently at the door when you happen to leave the house. However, that doesn't really help when it comes to his outward obsession with youπ he is always in your personal bubble, laying on your lap, sitting you in HIS lap, insisting on you scratching his ears, just very very clingy. He will absolutely cry when you leave for work, ears droopy and his pretty blue eyes filled with tears. It almost makes you stay home!!
Sanji during his heat is downright feral. Like you have to physically restrain this mf to keep him from either humping a hole into the sofa or you. He cries the whole time, whimpering as he begs you to at least let him go hump your pillow. You have to really watch him, because if you don't, he'll steal and tear apart literally every pair of underwear you own. He always looks so guilty about it too, he will lie in front of your feet with big sad eyes, mumbling an apology for yet again destroying a new pair. Eventually you make a bargain with him: if he leaves your underwear alone, you'll take care of his pretty pink cock until his heat passes. He immediately accepts, and not one pair of your undies have been touched since you began your little deal. But now, he's wanting to gamble a little more, seeing just how far you'll let him pass with the rule until he can maybe, just maybe get you to do a little more to him....sneaky lil freak.
Zoro is one of the less behaved ones on the list here, he doesn't intentionally break rules, he just doesn't give enough of a fuck to follow them. However, he's an excellent guard dog, and you never have to fear going and doing anything alone anymore. He's a very big and sturdy Cane Corso hybrid, complete with the cropped ears and burly frame. His teeth are certainly impressive, in fact, you've never seen teeth so intimidating before. He could definitely pop someone's head in his mouth, if he felt like it. Zoro as a hybrid is pretty calm, he's usually sleeping most of the time if he's not eating or outside in the yard trying to exercise his muscles. He would literally take this to his grave, but half of his time outside in the yard "exercising", he's actually just showing off his muscles and impressive build, hoping his cute owner will notice him. Kind of how a rooster will walk around with his chest puffed to impress hens. He's an idiot, but a determined one, at least.
As much as you love him, Zoro is smelly. He always comes in the house drenched in sweat and grime, and when he comes in close to lay his head on your lap for scratches, you have to keep yourself from visibly gagging from his stench. Mandatory baths are a must for him because otherwise he walks around smelling like a neglected barn animal. But you love your big stinky boy no less.
His heats are very noticeable compared to his usual calm, reserved nature. He's visibly more agitated and pissed off, grumbling under his breath and spending more and more time outside or in your bedroom. He gets more sassy too, making snide comments when you tell him to do something, rolling his eyes when you tell him no, etc. He gets an attitude when he's in rut, and is such a brat about it. Eventually you get tired of it, and demand he either deal with it or he'll sleep outside because you've had enough of his little attitude. He very bluntly looks you dead in the eyes and tells you to bend over and let him fuck a puppy or two into you and he'll start laying off on the sass, with that stupid smirk on his face. Ugh, he's an asshole sometimes....but at least he's a very, very good pussy eater....and now he's satisfied and you're pumped full like a jelly donut. Win-win situation.
Ace is a surprisingly well behaved for a hybrid, just very lazy. He really doesn't do a whole lot other than sleep, eat, and fuck his fist when he thinks you can't hear. But he's very sweet and tries his best to be a good boy for you. He's definitely a Rottweiler hybrid, and passes for the "Scary Dog Privileges". He's a beautiful boy and loves to hear you tell him so. He's another one with a scary set of teeth, his canines are like 3 times the size of yours and when he opens his mouth all the way, it seems all of his front teeth are razor sharp almost. His smile is very pretty though, so you don't let it worry you. Ace is another stinky boy, you have to bribe him to get in the bathtub so you can bathe him. He will pout and complain the entire way though, whining about how it isn't necessary and you just are dramatic about his smell (you aren't, he literally reeks.)
Ace is already pretty perverted in nature and makes it known, as you've spotted multiple of your panties in his bed and suspicious looking fluids on the back of your pillow. It doesn't help that you've literally caught him humping against your ass during the night when he thinks you're asleep, but you were far too aroused to make him stop. His cute little whines and grunts of pleasure were way too hot for you to make him get off you. He has tried to eat you out when you were asleep as well, he'll slip into your room at night and stick his nose right up against your panty clad cunt, huffing and whimpering at your smell. He always ends up licking you through your undies before he pulls them off with his teeth and gets to the main course. His pussy eating skills are off the charts naturally, so when you wake up with an ache between your legs you can guess you've had a nighttime guest.
Ace during his heat is a menace. You thought he was perverted before? This can't hold a candle to it. He is unapologetically nipping at your skin, strong arms linked around your waist as he tries to ground his hips up into you like he'll never feel it again. His breeding intentions are very obvious as well, when you finally cave and let him fuck you, he will have you in the most brutal mating press, drool seeping from his lips as he groans and begs you to let him cum inside. He'll be mumbling the entire time about giving you his puppies and knocking you up, and when his knot finally locks into your cunt, he almost screams out from how good it feels to finally be knotting your hot and gooey pussy. Ace will get a little upset if you mention getting a plan B or seeing his seed slip out, he'll just pout and shove his fingers back in to keep it plugged up nice. He's a freak but we love him for that <33 also, he requires daily back scratch sessions or else he'll be bratty the rest of the day and purposefully try to piss you off.
Another very well behaved boy. Sabo is the prime example of a well behaved puppy hybrid, he's always so sweet and kind, and makes sure to uphold your rules at all times. He's another show hybrid like Sanji, Sabo is a gorgeous long coat golden retriever and wins awards every time he goes to a show. He's so well mannered and beautiful, the judges just love seeing him every time. Sabo loves to have you run your hands through his wavy blonde locks, his ears twitching as you rub the base of them and kiss his forehead. Being pampered by you is the best part of his day <33 Sabo really hates when you leave for work or go anywhere alone. Maybe he's just possessive, but you leaving makes him so anxious that he will whine the whole time and pace back in forth. When you do get home, you're immediately being flopped on by a 6 foot tall man that looks at you like you hung the stars just for him. Even though he's probably crushing your bones, he's too cute to make him get off of you.
Sabo is....almost eery when he's going through heat. He's abnormally quiet and distant, instead of his usual behavior. You notice that he will just sit and stare at you when you're reading or doing chores, tilting his head when you notice his staring. He also begins taking clothes of yours and getting almost aggressive with you when you try to take it from him, growling at you and baring his teeth. You just figure he's moody during this time and needs his time alone, so you give it to him. Apparently, that isn't what he wanted, because 2 days in to your new treatment and he's slamming you up against the wall when you get home from work, growling against your ear and whining about you leaving him when he needs you most. Your confusion doesn't last long as you feel his thick bulge pressed up against your rear. By the time he's done, it's been 3 hours on the couch and he's cum inside of you at least 5 times, and still doesn't appear to be done. When you do eventually pass out from pleasure, Sabo is still knotted inside of you, pressing gentle kisses to your neck as he sighs in happiness, mumbling to you about how happy he'll be when you get pregnant and finally start carrying his puppies <33 much like Ace, when you do eventually move and he pulls out, he will just get a plug and keep it inside you, insisting it's gotta be in longer so that all of his puppies get in there. He's so giddy with happiness at thought of his pretty owner finally taking his knot and staying with him foreverβ‘
Aaghhh it's been so long since I've written, I absolutely love hybrid fics and haven't been able to find ANY for one piece so here we are!! I made the lil dividers myself I'm so happy with them yippee!! I'm obsessed with one piece rn so that's all I'm able to think about rnπ© hope you enjoyed my loves!!! π€π€
Rich Bf/ Itachi x Black/Chubby Reader
' 60% OFF SALE AT FASHION NOVA SUMMER DEALS FOR THE HOES!"
Summer deals for the hoes??? Now Fashion Nova play too much I thought as I scrolled down the site on my iPad, hitting the flashing sign on my screen. Endless amounts of outside and summer outfits littered my screen...but that's no sale! $30 for a 2-piece top and bottom!? Yes, it gave brunch or mimosas at the beach but still, it only 10% off but, I tap my size and the color and continued adding endless amount of clothes, shoes, and earrings into my cart.
' Tachi gon whoop my ass after this one..' I thought when reviewing my entre cart, Itachi loves it when I spoil myself or put a dent in his wallet but, lately he's told me to spend a little less, I understand it thought I filled up my walk in closet to the max and my shoes is practically covering the wall; when I walk into the closet you'll think it's a mall just full of outfits from the summer time to winter chic to spring flings etc. I delete a few items the cart only depleting by a smidge, I look down at the price...a whopping $640.87 but, I got free shipping! I open my cashapp my balance is $800 buttt I could ask tachi to give me just a bit more, right? I bite my nails and think should I order it with my money and be an independent baddie on a budget? Or be a baddie with a walking wallet on her with no budget? As I think I hear the door open.
" Baby? Com'er for a second"
' Tachi's home!' I thought as I put on my Ugg slippers and went quickly down the stairs, Itachi now sitting on the couch with his glass of whiskey and his computer; I tip-toe behind him and cover his eyes with a childish giggle.
" Guess Who?" I say with a smile, he chuckles and hums for a second.
" Hm? Is it my wonderful reader?"
" No, it your wonderful, gorgeous, beautiful, breath taking, sexy, darling reader"
He just chuckled and kissed my hand as I come around to sit beside him, my plush thighs connecting with his when he lifts my legs onto his thig and rubs my calf. I lean closer a give him a peck whispering a welcome home from his long day at work. He kisses me back and he tells me about work, his eyes now calmer and less tense. We talk about what we have planned for the week and other things that came into our brains.
" Darling, have you did what I asked of you for today?"
Shit! I forgot, Itachi told me to try to clean out one side of my closet so I can have a tidy area for the rest of the year so going bit by bit I did see some shoes I didn't like but, I didn't donate them or threw them away NO! I put them in the attic because I couldn't let them go to waste! What if pink Chanel come back in style and I can just bring the whole collection back? Through my inner turmoil Itachi watches me with a black expression as I awkwardly try to explain.
" Well, I did clean out some but, I got tired, so I took a nap, then I made me a little snack for the hour because I only ate a bagel and-"
" So, you didn't clean out much?"
" It's progress...You just have to lean into it! See if you look at it from my point of view it very hard for a girl to get rid of -"
" So, you didn't clean, nor have you gotten rid of anything dear?"
I just sighed and nodded, putting my head down and looking away. Itachi sighs and lifts my chin up and kisses my lips.
" Let's see how much you've done then we can go on from there hm?"
" But! You've been at work all day, Tachi! It wouldn't be fair to let you help my mess."
" Nonsense dear, up now let's see what 'progress' you've made"
He airs quotes progress and picks me up from the couch onto my feet and walks to our bedroom while I slowly walk behind him, he's too calm...like Itachi would never hurt me but, he doesn't do the not listening thing. When me and Tachi first started this, he set clear rules that disrespect and disobedience would come with spanking, a short allowance, and no sex for week or 2 months depending on what I did, usually I'm a peach! only go punished a few times when I got a bit too bold with him. As I finally gotten into our room, he's standing there with a disappoint look.
" Only five pairs of shoes are in a box and two tops darling? This looks like 30 minutes of work-"
" Actually, an hour! It would hard because I love the leather heels but, they kind of hurt my feet but it's my only pair of leather heels I mean, I do have dark denim thigh highs but, they aren't giving the way those heels did, so I did a process and-"
" Darling."
I stopped talking and looked at his stern face, he sits on the bed and pats his thigh, and takes the band from his long hair down and loosens his tie.
" How many you think hm?"
" How many what?"
" You know what baby don't act dumb, unless you are as dumb as I thought.
My legs tighten as I try to explain how I should get away from this one punishment ranging from pleas to bargains but, Tachi just shakes his head and pats his thigh again.
" Not going to say it again baby, you've got 10 seconds before it 30 spankings and no cumming till the entire closet is clean."
He started counting and I quickly bend over his lap.
" Please me gentle Tachi" I said small and meek
" No promises my angel"
*SMACK!*
*After her ass got tore up*
" Your going to listen to me more hm?"
" Yes sir.."
" Good, now tomorrow I'm off I'm going to help you clean out some of it okay baby?"
I just nod snuggling into him, he tore my ass up and then gon try to be all loving after? Thats real bipolar but, whatever; I grab my phone from the table and see the sale is almost over.
" Tachi?"
" Hm?"
" Can I borrow $50?"
He looks down at me with one eye and I show him the sale, he rolls his eyes and pats my head.
" Later dear, go to sleep"
I nod, shutting down my hand and climbing on top of his thin frame hold his shoulders and laying my head on his chest.
" Night Tachi"
" Night baby"
..." Can I borrow $50-"
"No"
A.N: ( Im back like crack! Yall tis was my mannnn back in 89' like when I tell you he was BAD! He was, and yall I've been so tired like I tried to write but I couldn't so I'm post more now that I'm motivated.)
Like and comment who yall wanna see next!
I love u usopp
FIANCΓ!KANG DAE-HO [ PLAYER 388 ] x FIANCΓE!BLACK!READER SMUTTY SMUT
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a/n - ive been watching a bunchβwhen i say i bunch .. literally a bunch of korean movies and shows with gong yoo, t.o.p ( , lee jung jae, yim siwan & kang ha-neul just wait til im fluent in korean; gong yoo plays in a lotttt of show nd i didnt notice .
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SUMMARY - what do you do when your welcomed home by your wife in her new dress [she looks fuckin incredible], sheβs wearing to a event in 20-30ish minutes .. you tell her get βyour sexy ass on the couch right nowβ β¦ nd you fuck her senseless βa quickie .
Β‘ WARNING !
β dae-ho being aggressive, soft!dom dae-ho, quickie, creamypie, pussyeating, pussywhipped, begging kink, praising kink, .. use of cum eating yada yada yada .. yk the drill .
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YOU HAD JUST GOT FINISHED GETTING DRESS, NOW ADDING OIL TO YOUR CHEST TO MAKE YOUR SKIN GLOW .. a knock-knock-knock was at the door .
you quickly slipped on ur heels and fixed your hair, before rushing to apartment door .
.. dae-ho .
your amazingly handsome husband, in his well fitting suit and a charming smile with a beautiful bouquet of lavender roses with the meaning of, βlove at first sightβ
you smiled at him as he stood there gawking over you, at your hair how puffy and fluffy it looked messy just the way he liked it, your face structure how your eyebrown frowned in awe as you looked at him from head to toe, and last how your body fit in that tight dress you were wearing not even thinking before stopping to stare at your breast mesmerize .
βfuck mamaβgoodness ..β he said letting out a breath he didnt know he was holding in .
he felt as if he was about to lose his mind as you player the roses into the vase on the kitchen island ..
dae-ho didnt even realized his jaw being dropped open and you staring at him; βif you dont close your mouth you might start drooling baby .β you smirked as you came close to him, placing ur hands on his mid arm and kissing his neck .
he quickly closed his mouth and melted in your touch as he wrapped his arms around your waist pulling you closer, βyou can always touch me dae .. whats mines if yours and whats yours is minesβright my love ?β
he was so dazed and mesmerized he js nodded at your words and dropped his hands from your bodyβyou frown and cupped his face .
βwhats the problemβyou dont like ?β
dae-ho quickly shook his head no in a heartbeat, he cupped your face back and planted a kiss on your lips and placed his forehead against yours .
βnoo- of course my loveβi-i im afraid of what id do to you in this dress ..you look fucking amazing .β
you smiled to yourself, letting out a laugh before kissing his cheek, βthen ive done my job, hm ?β
dae-ho smiled before looking down at your breast one more before mumbling a small βfuccccβi cant do this.β
before you knew dae-ho had tou ontop of the counter as you both were passionately making out forcing onto one another him in full control .
kisses back to back, pulling away to catch a breathe or steal a quick glance at your breast that looked so amazing in the kitchen lightening β he couldnt help himself .
he started kissing the side of your face, down your jaw and neck making out with it next, sucking and licking all over it as you moaned and pulling him closer by his vest, want more and more of him by the second .
he quickly picked you up as if you weighted nothing to him, carrying you to the couchβplacing you down before pulling away and dropping to his knees between your tight .
he whined as you watched him, rubbing your legs up and down as he reached to kiss you again and again, panting to himself before mumbling β[name] .. mm~ please i cant take itβfucc ill be quick i promise.. just need to taste that sweet cunt of your βwill you let me baby hmβplease .. pretty pretty please ?β
you nodded your head yes, before telling him βquickly dae-ho.β just like he promised he got to work fast .
he had rolled your dress up, placed each of your legs onto one of his shoulders, kissed amongst you thighs getting closer to wear you needed him most .
you shivered at the contact, trying to push your pussy against his face but dae-ho held you in place .
he embraced your scent, kissing your clothed pussy that was soaking through your panties, made out with it for a bit before pulling them off .
finally lips-2-lips with your pussy, dae-ho started to lick your slick as you watched him and he watched your back, maintaining eye contact .
his hot tongue flicked up and down the pearl of your clit making you squirm, he feasted on your pussy, before your head fell to his hair pulling it as it groaned against your cunt making you whine .
your head fell back as tears welled in your eyes as his hand grabbed ahold of your and locked together .
thighs trembling as he was devouring your pussy wet and sloppily, you whinedd as the tears finally fell from your eyes and started to feel dizzy
.. this didnt take long to dae-ho to notice, he pulled away kissing your thighs before breathing against your pussy, βnono-nono princess dont cry, i want you to feel good okayβ i promise gonna make you cum on my tongue hm? is that what you want right ?β
you nodded again at his words more tears falling, βyes-yes-ahh~ its too much daaaa~ i cant daeho.. too muchh !β
dae-ho frowned before kissing your cunt, getting yout attention, βno no [name], your gonna take it like a good girl arent you hm ? tell meβtell me now baby cmonn, tell your daβ
you quickly nodded holding his hand once again and locking eyes, βyess im gonna take itβill be a goooo-ahh~ good girll~ i promise daaa mmmgh!β
dae-ho smiled, seconds later his tongue was back flickering at your clit, pressing more wet sloppy kisses as he sucked onto your cunt hungrily, doing circular motion around the pearl before letting it go with a pop
his tongued was lapping you up fast this time, so lost in the addicting taste of your sweet cunt full of wet juices.
the sound of the slurping, wet kisses, wet noises, and your whimpers and moans mixed together filled the open room .
you cried out to dae-ho once again as your thighs quivered helplessly, and thighs squeezed his head as he sucked the soul out of you .
βdaaaa~ pleaeeee gonna cummmmβgonna cumm noww i canttβfucccc ahh-aghh~ !β
you cried softly as he moaned into your pussy, stopping for a second as you started to relax .. he quickly shoved his head back into your pussy he lapped up all of your sweet juices, your sticky white cum unless there was no more left, he placed a kiss onto your clit before moving away and kissing your thighs once again .
looking up to see tour dozing off he smiled, before reaching up to kiss you so passionately .
he even humpped your leg a little bit before kissing among the side of you neck before his hand still held onto your and his other fell to your clit ..
rubbing his closely as tou squirmed and he praised you.
βyou did so good princess, soo goodβyou and your pussyβfucking amazingβ he started kissing you again with tongue so you can taste yourself .
βtaste that babyβooohh~ you taste amazing dont you think fucccβcan you give me another ?β he asked still humping your leg repeatedly ..
heβd quickening his fingers on your clit before pushing them inside your cunt and thrusting them in and out .
you moaned at his words nodding at everything, you felt so dizzy and oozy like you were going to pass out, but that didnt stop dae-ho .
βohh godd-your soooo pretty is this mmhmmmgh~ i cant stoppp-fuccc i might js cum in my pants mm..β
you kissed his lips as your stomach tightened once again knowing your were close, you kissed him soft and deeply before pressing your forehead together
βfuckkβgonna cum with me baby ? hmm fuuuu-fucc~ please cum with me be a good girllll~β he dragged out his words with a moan as you guys both started to sweat and pant together .
βahhh~ please daaaa fasterβfaster please!β you begged as his finger moved faster and his hips followed as he started to hump you faster as well .
his body started to twitch, as your body started to felt as if it was going to explode .
βim gonna cummm~ ahh dae-dae-dae please can i?β
he kissed your quick but passionate, before nodding his head thrusting his two fingers fast as his thumb rubbed against your pearl, βcumm, cumm with me princesss, ooo i need it baby pleaseβweβll cum together.. me and yoβaaaugh~ !β
you smashed your lips onto his as you came and he came right with you, he continued to hump your leg reaching his high as you grinded on his fingers reachinf yours, βi-i love you so muchhβoh my goddβ tears were falling from your eyes again .
he kissed your tears and kissed your lips, a soft wet kiss, before pushing you onto the rug with him hugging you tightly, βnoo, i love you so much moreβthank you babyβthank you so much, princess your amazing mm~ .β
you smiled and kissed his lips, giving him a sloppy wet loving kiss as you looked down for see his wet spot in his pants and see yourself leaking onto his leg
β.. no fancy dinner tonight ?β you laughed seeing how sweaty both of you looked .
dae-ho blushed embarrassed, βnoβi got all i need right here .β
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iβm shaking and crying and screaming and throwing up and
"I only tried to kill you because I love you. Why are you making this weird?"
β€οΈ Synopsis. He was sent to assassinate the strongest archangelβswift, clean, no loose ends. Instead, he found a trembling, wide-eyed crybaby who sobbed uncontrollably when she accidentally stepped on a flowerβ¦ and now heβs questioning if killing her or marrying her would be the greater sin.
β‘ Book 4. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.
β‘ Pairing. Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy x Esper! Angel! Fem. Reader
β‘ Headcanons. Mission: Assassinate. Problem: Sheβs a Dumbass - Part 1
β‘ Word Count. 5,769
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has spent millennia in the shadows, serving as the Demon Kingβs most lethal operative. He was a ghost in the battlefield, a legend in the underworld. No job was too brutal, no target too innocent. He was the executioner of nations, the nightmare whispered among desperate prayers.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has infiltrated kingdoms, toppled empires, and danced on the edge of war with nothing but precision and a smirk. Assassination, sabotage, psychological warfareβhe was a master of them all. A being so deeply entwined in darkness that even demons feared him.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was given his final missionβhunt down an esper archangel. Not just any archangel. You. An anomaly among Heavenβs finest. One of the strongest executioners they had, yetβ¦
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who spent months tracking you, observing you, expecting a ruthless warrior, a divine enforcer of order and justice. What he found instead was a tiny, emotional crybaby. A woman who cried over a crushed ant on the sidewalk.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had once brought ruin to an entire celestial legion without flinching, now watchingβdumbfoundedβas you knelt on the ground, fat tears rolling down your cheeks, cradling the lifeless body of an insect like it was a fallen comrade.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who followed you through city streets and holy sanctuaries, waiting for the moment you would switch, reveal the cold-blooded executioner the reports had spoken of. Instead, he found you screaming at a butterfly that landed on your shoulder.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had tortured kings into submission and broken minds beyond repair, now watching as you performed emergency healing magic on a pigeon with a broken wing.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who thought this mission would be a challenge. Instead, he was left wondering if Heaven had made a mistake. Surely, they werenβt serious. This trembling, overgrown childβthis emotional wreckβwas an archangel?
①Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had anticipated battle but was now stuck in the most ridiculous surveillance of his life. You were either the greatest con artist he had ever seen⦠or just an idiot.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had studied countless profiles, memorized every report, and prepared himself for battle against a cold, unyielding executioner. Instead, he was now watching you collapse to your knees in the middle of the street, hands trembling, eyes wide with unshed tears.
What happened? Assassination attempt? Divine revelation? Some kind of cosmic disturbance?
No. You just watched a little kid drop their ice cream cone.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who stands on the rooftop, utterly baffled as youβan archangel, a celestial executionerβwipe your tears aggressively, approach the sobbing child, and buys him a whole new ice cream while still crying harder he is.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches you tear up over every single injustice in the universe, big or small. A beggar in the street? Crying. A stray dog looking hungry? Crying. Some flowers wilting in the summer heat? Crying and aggressively watering them while muttering apologies under your breath.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who starts thinking, Alright, maybe sheβs just too empathetic. A weak point. Thatβs useful.
Then he watches you have a full-on emotional breakdown in a bookstore.
"Why?" a passing customer asks, watching you clutch a novel to your chest like it personally betrayed you.
"It'sβitβs justβthe main characterβs so lonely," you hiccup, voice wobbly, "and the author said theyβre not getting a sequelβsoβso theyβll always be alone. FOREVER."
The customer backs away. The employees are scared. The cashier is scared.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decides Alright, sheβs emotionally weak, this will be easy.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched as you cradled the tiny, lifeless bug in your hands, your face contorted in absolute devastation, tears streaming down your cheeks like a busted faucet.
"Iβm so sorryβ!! I didnβt see you! You were so tiny! Oh noβ!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who stared in utter disbelief as you attempted to perform HEALING MAGIC on the poor insect. A caterpillar.
"Please, please, you were just trying to be a butterfly somedayβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had tortured warlords without blinking, now watching you hyperventilate over a bug with the emotional stability of a shattered teacup.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who followed you for days, expectingβhopingβthis was a one-time occurrence. It was not.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, the very next day, saw you in the middle of a park, absolutely losing your mind over a bird with an injured leg.
"OH NOβwho did this to you?! WHO WOULD HURT YOUβ?!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knew, for a fact, that no one had βhurtβ the birdβit probably just landed wrong. But there you were, on your knees, gently wrapping its tiny leg with a glowing, ethereal light, like a medieval doctor mourning a fallen soldier.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who listened in horrified fascination as you whispered encouragement to the damn pigeon.
"Youβre going to be okay, I promiseβjust hold on, little guy, youβre so strong, youβre so braveβ!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, at this point, was beginning to suspect he was being pranked by Heaven.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, a few days later, found you sitting alone in a garden, staring at the sky with glassy eyes, tears pooling and dripping down your cheeks like some kind of tragic painting.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who actually, for a split second, thought something serious might have happened. Maybe some celestial catastrophe. Maybe an apocalyptic prophecy. Maybeβ
"The sun looks so lonely today."
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who felt his soul leave his body.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched you dissolve into another emotional breakdown over the sun. The actual sun.
"Heβs always shining for everyone, but does anyone ever ask if heβs okay? Does anyone ever tell him heβs doing a good job?!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was now convinced that you were either the most compassionate being in existence or a cosmic mistake.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, the next week, had the misfortune of witnessing yet another crisis. This time, it was over a fucking fish.
"WHY DID NO ONE TELL ME FISH CAN DROWN?! THEY LIVE IN THE WATERβHOW DOES THIS EVEN HAPPEN?!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who genuinely considered breaking his cover just to slap some sense into you.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was used to angels being cold, merciless creatures, wielding divine judgment like a blade, who knew firsthand how ruthless and terrifying they were in battleβand yet. And yet. Here you were, crying into your hands because some random goldfish didnβt get enough oxygen.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was beginning to think you were not a divine warrior but some sort of overgrown, emotionally unstable child when he caught you having a full-blown existential crisis over a dead goldfish in a pond.
"The world is cruelβ¦ Life is so fleetingβ¦ This poor soul never got to experience loveβ¦"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had never in his entire life questioned the nature of Heavenβuntil now.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decided, after much careful observation, that he simply had to mess with you.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was, at this moment, watching you tremble like a little kitten in a thunderstorm just because he greeted you.
"Oh, did I scare you? My apologies," he said smoothly, tilting his head with the perfect balance of charm and professionalism.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, despite knowing how skittish you were, was not expecting you to jump like youβd been struck by lightning.
"Oh! U-Uhm! No! No, not at all, haha! I was justβuhβthinking! Very deeply! I-I do that! I think! A lot!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who almost choked on his own spit.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had flawlessly assumed the guise of a wise, mature traveling angel, a divine messenger of Heaven, just to see how you would react.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was not prepared for how much of an absolute dumbass you were.
"You seem troubled, little one," he mused, tone light, gentle. "Is something the matter?"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who was expecting you to be skeptical, wary, cautiousβmaybe even silently calculating. Thatβs how real executioners behaved.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, instead, watched you absolutely malfunction.
"M-Matter? Uh, no! Nope! No, Iβm totally fine! Super fine! Everythingβs great, haha!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knew, for a fact, that nothing in your life was ever fine because you had the emotional resilience of wet tissue paper.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, just for fun, leaned in slightly, lowering his voice.
"Are you sure? You seem... tense."
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who nearly lost his composure when your entire soul left your body.
"IβIβM NOT TENSE! THIS IS JUSTβJUST HOW I STAND!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who could feel your distress radiating off you like heatwaves in the desert.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, despite all logic, was deeply entertained.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decided to test something.
"You must be busy," he said with a practiced, knowing smile. "A powerful executioner such as yourself surely has many important duties."
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched as you completely blanked out.
"Uhmβ!! Yes!! I do!! Manyβuhβimportant duties!! Very important! Super important!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knew you were lying because not even five minutes ago you had been feeding ducks and crying because one of them didnβt like your breadcrumbs.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who let his smirk widen ever so slightly.
"Ah, of course. You must be so fearsome on the battlefield."
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who swore he saw you twitch at that.
"Uh, haha! Yes! Fearsome! Thatβsβuhβthatβs me!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who narrowed his eyes just slightly.
"And yet," he said smoothly, "you seem so... gentle."
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had expected some flustered response, maybe more awkward stammering, but insteadβ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched as you shut down completely.
Your whole body went rigid. Your eyes, which had been darting around in panic, lowered to the ground. Your hands, which had been fidgeting, went still.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who noticed the way you instinctively withdrew, like a turtle retreating into its shell.
"Iβum. IβI try," you mumbled.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who immediately took note of the shift.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who realized that, with other people, you werenβt the same emotional wreck you were when alone.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, for the first time, saw the differenceβhow you werenβt loud, or animated, or dramatic. Instead, you were reserved. Shy. Almost small.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, in that moment, realized something incredibly important.
You had no idea he had been watching you all this time.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, despite being an unholy monster with millennia of experience, is absolutely baffled by your sheer levels of dumbassery.
"Ah, little one, have you been well?"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches as your entire body seizes up like a malfunctioning automaton.
"UhβuhmβIβyes! No! Wait! Uhhhβ"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is fascinated as you go through all five stages of grief just trying to answer a basic question.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches, in real time, as your brain completely blue-screens.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decides to test the limits of your dumbassery.
"You dropped your halo," he says smoothly.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is, in fact, staring directly at your perfectly intact halo floating above your head.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who almost chokes when you actually look down.
"OH NOβwaitβhuhβwhereβ?! W-WAITβ"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches you frantically pat your head like a person who just realized they lost their glasses while they were wearing them.
"OHβOH! HAHA! YOUβYOU MEANT AS A JOKE! AHAHA! AHAHAHAHA!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who does not laugh because he knows damn well you actually fell for it.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had to suppress the urge to pat your head and tell you to go sit in a corner so your brain could cool down.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who decided to change tactics.
"You seem nervous around me," he observed.
"WhβWHAT? ME? N-NERVOUS? NO!!!" you screeched, tripping over absolutely nothing and nearly face-planting into the dirt.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who actually reached out on instinct to steady you because there was a very real chance you would break your neck from your own stupidity.
"Be careful," he murmured, steadying you with ease.
Your eyes went comically wide. Your entire body locked up. Your wings fluffed up like a startled pigeon.
"IβIβIβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watched in morbid fascination as you immediately entered critical system failure.
"U-UHβIβI NEED TO GOβI HAVE TOβTOβUMβUHβ" you flailed, pointing in a random direction.
"You donβt even know where youβre pointing," he deadpanned.
"YES I DO!!" you shouted, before turning and sprinting straight into a tree.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who just stood there, watching as you sat on the ground, holding your head, actually tearing up from the impact.
"Why does nature hate me..." you whimpered.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who had to turn away because he was genuinely about to laugh.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has come to a very serious, very terrifying conclusion.
You werenβt just an idiot.
You were his idiot now.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has successfully manipulated archangels beforeβexcept, apparently, you.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who finds you, yet again, in your usual spot: sitting in a sunlit patch of grass, surrounded by tiny animals, looking like an absolute dumbass.
"Oh no, little guy!! Iβm so sorryβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, out of morbid curiosity, watches as you cradle a worm in your hands, crying.
"I didnβt see you! IβI stepped too closeβ!! Iβm so sorryβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who realizes youβre literally apologizing to a worm.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who listens as you frantically try to comfort the worm, your tiny wings drooping.
"Donβt worry, Iβll take you home! Itβs okayβlook, Iβll find some dirt!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has to look away for a second to compose himself because there is no way youβre a real person.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who finally steps closer and casually clears his throat.
You freeze.
Your wings fluff up.
Your grip on the worm tightens in panic.
"IβUHHHβ"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches in slow motion as you panic so hard you accidentally crush the worm in your hands.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who stands in stunned silence as you stare at your hands.
"βOH NOOOOOOOOβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is now watching a supposedly infamous, deadly archangel sob over a worm murder that was entirely your fault.
"IβI DIDNβT MEAN TOβ!! IβM A MONSTERβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who honestly canβt believe youβre the same person responsible for massacring entire demon battalions.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who kneels down beside you, resting his elbow on his knee, chin in his hand, as he watches you have an actual existential crisis.
"Youβre taking this surprisingly hard for an executioner," he comments dryly.
"I KNOWβ!!" you wail.
"β¦You kill things for a living."
"I KNOWWWWWWWβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who observes as you dramatically clutch your chest like youβre in a soap opera, absolutely devastated.
"He had a family, probablyβ!! Oh, theyβll never know what happened to himβ!!"
"β¦He was a worm."
"He had a LIFEβ!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who suddenly, violently wants to laugh.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who smirks instead, tilting his head slightly.
"Youβreβ¦ quite different from other archangels," he muses.
You sniffle, rubbing your eyes, entirely missing the way heβs analyzing your every reaction.
"Uhm⦠I guess so�"
"You keep to yourself a lot. I never see you with the others."
You immediately shrink into yourself.
You hesitate.
Thenβquickly, too quicklyβ"I just like animals more!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who definitely caught that.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who notices that, for all your loud, emotional outbursts, you immediately close off when it comes to actual emotional vulnerability.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who sees, firsthand, how you can cry for a worm, but when asked about yourself, you physically retreat.
"β¦That so?" he hums, watching as you nod, forcing an innocent little smile.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who suddenly has the urge to rip apart whatever or whoever made you this way.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches as you return to your animals, playing it off like nothing happened.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who realizesβfor all your emotions, for all your softnessβyouβre still untouchable.
And for the first time in a long time,
He wants to break something.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is currently sitting in a field, surrounded by rabbits, staring at you.
"So," he says casually, leaning back on his elbows. "Youβre really not gonna let me in, huh?"
You freeze.
Your hands are trembling as you feed a baby squirrel. Youβre clearly nervous.
And yet, somehow, somehow, you still keep him at armβs length.
You. A literal dumbass.
"Iβum." You fidget, eyes darting. "WhβWhat do you meanβ??"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has pulled every psychological trick in the book, and you still wonβt let him get close.
You donβt treat him like an enemy. You donβt suspect him. You trust him.
And yet, you hold back.
"Itβs just interesting," he drawls, watching your every microexpression. "Youβre gullible. An open book. But somehow, I get the feeling youβre still keeping secrets from me."
You flinch.
He notices.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has literally not once failed at worming his way into someoneβs head.
Except you.
"I-I donβt know what you mean," you stammer, avoiding his gaze, ears turning red.
Youβre lying.
Youβre a terrible liar.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is watching the most naive, clueless, pure-hearted idiot outplay him without even realizing it.
And it is infuriating.
"You trust me, donβt you?" He tilts his head. "Weβre friends, arenβt we?"
You nod quickly.
"Of course!!"
"Then why do I feel like you donβt actually trust me?"
You panic.
"IβI do!!" you insist, flapping your hands like an idiot. "I promise!!"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches as you try so hard to sound convincing, but your whole body is screaming RUN.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has manipulated angels into betraying their own and demons into tearing themselves apartβwho is currently being held at emotional gunpoint by the single dumbest creature he has ever met.
And he hates it.
He should have had you wrapped around his finger by now.
But no.
No.
Somehow, despite your gullibility, despite your literal childlike stupidity, you still wonβt let him past the gate.
Heβs been playing this game for centuries.
And youβa stammering, nervous wreck of an angelβare winning.
And the worst part?
You donβt even realize it.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has tried everything.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has played every card.
Friendship? That was his first strategy. Heβs patient. Gentle. Maybe youβre just naturally slow to warm up.
Courting? Not that he ever needed to court beforeβusually, people just fall into his hands like dumb birds, but fine. Flowers. Chivalry. All that romance novel bullshit.
Casual intimacy? A guiding hand on the small of your back. A lingering gaze. Nothing. You blink at him like a confused rat.
Damsel-in-distress bait? He faked getting wounded, and you CRIED. Not because you cared about him, but because, βOh no!! I donβt know how to help!! Iβoh!!β then proceeded to panic and pray over him like a lunatic.
Making you jealous? HAH. Good luck. He might as well have been flirting with a lamp post.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has used every manipulation tactic known to man, demon, and celestial alike.
And nothing.
Youβre still keeping him at armβs length.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy tried being friendly. Heβs tried being charming. Heβs tried mirroring your emotions, slipping into your comfort zone, weaving himself into your world like an invisible thread.
Heβs tried being patient.
Heβs tried being persistent.
Heβs tried being so damn likable that even an angel as dumb and naive as you should have fallen for it by now.
Youβwho trusts too easily. Youβwho gets emotionally attached to anything that breathes.
And still, you wonβt let him in.
Itβs maddening.
Itβs infuriating.
Itβsβ
"βhuh?"
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy sees you.
And for the first time in centuries, something twists in his chest like a knife.
You're with someone.
A human.
A priest.
Some lowly, weak, insignificant little human priest.
And youβyou, the dumbass crybaby archangel who canβt even hold a normal conversation without looking like you're about to malfunctionβare blushing.
Blushing.
Youβre fidgeting.
Youβre stammering.
Youβre looking away, your hands twitching like you donβt know what to do with them.
Like some nervous, inexperienced girlβ
Like some lovesick littleβ
His entire body locks up.
For the first time, β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy feels something cold crawl down his spine.
Itβs not rage.
Itβs not jealousy.
Itβs something worse.
"β¦What?"
He doesnβt reveal himself.
He doesnβt move.
He watches.
And his world tilts.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who never thought he'd hesitate. Not once in his long, blood-soaked life.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knows that patience is the sharpest knife. And he has been so patient with you.
So whyβwhy nowβdoes he hesitate?
Youβre with him. That human priest.
Youβre laughing softly. Smiling. Youβre speaking in a voice heβs never heard beforeβquiet, gentle, uncertain. Your hands are fidgeting, your eyes darting down, nervous, awkward. The same way you are with him, butβ¦ different. Softer.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy has never seen you like this.
Youβwho cry over dead bugs, who sob over spilled milk, who trip over your own feet and wail like the sky is falling.
Youβwho hide your hands when they shake, who clasp them in your lap and bite your lip and tremble when you think no one is looking.
Youβwho have never let your guard down around him.
But youβre doing it now.
Voluntarily.
With him.
Not with him.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy doesnβt move. Doesnβt interrupt. Doesn't step forward and tease you, doesnβt mock you for being such a damn fool, doesnβt rip that moment apart just to see you squawk and flail and cry about it later.
Because for the first time, β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy is feeling something he doesnβt want to analyze.
And for the first time in his existence, he doesnβt pull the trigger when the shot is perfect.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who always thought he understood you better than anyone.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has seen you at your absolute worstβcrying, sniffling, wailing over nonsense like a broken teacup, tripping over absolutely nothing, and somehow managing to be the most powerful archangel while having the IQ of a concussed pigeon.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who knows exactly how to make you flustered, exactly how to get under your skin, exactly how to make you sputter and cry and stomp your feet in frustration like some bratty little dove.
So whyβwhy, in all the hells and heavensβdo you look like that right now?
Youβre sitting there, staring off into space, with that blank, dumbass look on your face, the one he normally loves because it means youβre about to say something so outrageously stupid that it takes him hours to recover from laughing.
But nowβnow itβs different.
Youβre airheaded, butβ¦ soft. Dreamy. Like youβre lost in some private little world.
Like youβre thinking about someone.
Like youβre thinking about him.
And not him.
His jaw clenches.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who doesnβt visit you today. Doesnβt tease you, doesnβt push you, doesnβt press himself into your space just to watch you squirm.
He watches instead.
Watches the way your fingers fidget, playing with the hem of your sleeve.
Watches the way your lips twitch into a faint, dopey little smile.
Watches the way you look down, lost in thought, looking just a little too damn pretty.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who feels something dark and wrong coil in his gut.
Something tight. Something ugly. Something that makes his fingers twitch, that makes his vision blur, that makes his instincts scream at him to move, move, move.
For the first time, he doesnβt feel like teasing you.
For the first time, he doesnβt feel like playing.
Because for the first time, he wants to rip something apart.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who never considered himself an emotional man.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who could lie, deceive, infiltrate, kill, and walk away without a single flicker of regret.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who always thought you were a game. A pretty little idiot, a skittish dove, something fragile to toy with, to break, to keep.
So why did he feel this when he saw you looking at someone else like that?
When he saw you sitting there, hands folded, eyes soft, looking at a mortal like he was the sun and you were some pathetic flower desperate for warmth?
Something in his mind snapped.
Because he knows you.
Knows that youβre not even close with your own kind.
Knows that you keep everyone at a distance, keep him at a distance.
And yet, this manβthis humanβwas enough for you to let your guard down?
No.
No, that wouldnβt do.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who lets you have your moment. Lets you smile, lets you blush, lets you bask in the illusion of safety.
Because it makes the punishment so much sweeter.
You freeze.
You go utterly still.
The morning dew clings to the leaves, the usual creatures that keep you company have gone silent, and the air feels wrong.
Your usual quiet sanctuary, the place where you retreat to, where you nurse wounded animals and rest your weary little heart, has been defiled.
By him.
The body is still warm.
Still fresh.
A human man, kind eyes forever frozen in horror, his blood staining the soft grass at your feet.
His throat slit, precise and surgical.
No mess, no evidence of struggle, no lingering aura of a fight.
Because there wasnβt one.
Because he didnβt stand a chance.
And beside the corpse, placed deliberately, something just for youβ
A single white feather.
Your own.
Plucked straight from your wing.
You donβt have to turn around to know whoβs watching you.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy whoβs always watching you.
And for the first time, he doesnβt tease.
Doesnβt smirk.
Doesnβt laugh.
Just stares, dark eyes fixed on you from the shadows, waiting for your reaction.
Waiting to see if you finally understand.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has seen a lot of things in his lifetime. Who has danced with death more times than he can count, slipped into places he shouldnβt be, and walked out without a single scratch.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who thought he knew you.
The blubbering idiot. The naΓ―ve, nervous little thing that could barely hold eye contact with him. The jittery archangel who cried at the sight of a scraped knee and spoke like a lost child.
So whyβ¦
Why was he bleeding?
The knife had nearly gone through his throat.
Nearly.
Had he been just a second slower, had his instincts been just a fraction duller, he wouldβve been dead.
And it wasnβt just a lucky hit.
That was an execution. A professional one.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who immediately distances himself, eyes flickering with something sharp, something excited, something deadly. His pulse pounds in his ears, not from fearβbut from the thrill.
He watches as you stand there, emotionless, cold, your usual trembling gone, your meekness stripped away like it never existed.
Then you speak.
Clear. Calculated. Ruthless.
Reciting the laws of Heaven like a well-trained executioner, syllables precise and absolute, each word carrying the weight of divine judgment.
You do not raise your voice.
You do not hesitate.
You do not flinch.
"Article 7, Section 12 of the Divine Mandates: Any entity that slaughters an innocent in sanctified ground shall be purged immediately. No trial. No exceptions."
The blade glints in the light as you move againβsilent. Merciless.
And heβheβfor the first time in a long, long whileβ
Is caught off guard.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who always thought your trembling, nervous hands were a sign of weakness. Who thought your skittish glances and teary eyes were just proof that you were a fragile little thingβone that needed his protection.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who is now locked in combat with you, and there is nothing weak about you.
Not the way you moveβsilent, ruthless, every strike calculated, every parry a death sentence in disguise. Not the way you reactβno emotion, no hesitation, just pure, unrelenting precision.
Not the way you donβt mourn the body he left for you.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who sees no grief in your expression, no sadness, not even anger.
Just a switch.
Cold. Unfeeling.
Mechanical in its execution.
This is the one they call Judge Executioner.
He tests a counterattackβquick, a feint to throw you off.
You donβt fall for it. You donβt fall for anything.
You only strike.
And itβs him or you.
For the first time, he knowsβ
This isnβt a hunt.
This is a trial.
And he is the one being judged.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who has always loved the sound of his own voice, especially when itβs pissing someone off.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who grins through the taste of iron in his mouth, laughing as he dodges the edge of your blade by a hair.
βDamn, sweetheart. Didnβt know you liked it rough.β
No response.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who tries again, cocky and teasing, side-stepping your next attack with ease.
βWhat? No cute little stutters today? Not even aβoof, okay, ow, that was close, fuckβbabe?β
Still nothing.
No reaction. No irritation. No nothing.
Not even when he calls you babe.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who, for the first time, realizes heβs not fighting you.
Heβs fighting it.
The machine. The executioner. The law given form.
Not the nervous wreck who used to flinch when he got too close. Not the bumbling idiot who tripped over their own feet when trying to run away from him.
This? This thing in front of him?
It doesnβt care.
And worseβ
It doesnβt listen.
β¦β§β¦β§
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who dodges another one of your brutal strikes, grinning through the burn of a fresh cut on his cheek.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who huffs out a laugh, flicking the blood off his blade as he dances just out of reach.
βDamn, sweetheart. You always this rough with your best friends?β
No reaction.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who twirls his dagger between his fingers, watching for even the slightest shift in your expression.
βCold. Really cold.β He clicks his tongue, tilting his head with a smirk. βKinda hot, though. You wanna roleplay or somethinβ? You know, βcause if you wanted toβ"
You donβt even hesitate, your next attack slicing through the air like a guillotine.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who laughs, who wheezes as he barely avoids having his head lobbed off.
βOh, cβmon, youβre breaking my heart here.β
He ducks. You aim higher. He feints. You donβt fall for it.
βNot even a little blush? No shaky hands? Nothing?β
Still. Nothing.
Not even a flicker of recognition in your eyes.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who feels something ugly coil in his stomach at that.
Oh.
Oh, he really doesnβt like this.
β ββββ±ΰΌΊβ―β°β―ΰΌ»β°ββββ
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who exhales sharply, a flicker of amusement curling his lips even as his own wounds ooze fresh blood.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who tilts his head, eyes gleaming with amusement as you spit bloodβdark, viscous, taintedβonto the ground between you.
"Finally kicked in, huh? Thought you'd last a little longer."
Odorless poison from the corpse of that deceased bitch.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches you stagger but stay upright, eyes narrowed, face pale, but stillβstillβyou donβt retreat.
βDamn,β he chuckles, rolling his shoulders despite the pain. βGuess I really outdid myself with that one, huh?β
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who tilts his head, gaze flicking to the darkened blood you just spat onto the ground, mixing with the carnage beneath your feet.
βNot gonna lie, sweetheart,β he hums, voice almost gentle as he wipes his own bloody lips, βyou usually bounce back from worse. But me? I tailor-made that poison just for you. Your kind. Angelic regeneration ainβt worth shit if the poison was built to devour it.β
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who expects hesitation, maybe a flash of fear in those cold, calculating eyes of yours.
But you donβt hesitate. You donβt even flinch.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who watches, fascinated, as you raise your blade again, steady despite the way your body sways.
β...Oh?β
For the first time, he takes a step back.
Not out of fear.
But because heβs starting to realizeβ
Even poisoned. Even wounded. Even with death crawling up your throatβ
You arenβt backing down.
You wonβt back down.
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who whistles low, both impressed and so, so entertained.
βMan, you really donβt know when to quit, do you?β
β‘ Yandere! Retired! Demon! Spy who grins through the blood in his teeth as you raise your weapon again, not even hesitating.
Oh.
Oh, youβre still going to try to kill him.
Even now.
Even dying.
And fuckβhe thinks he might just love you for that.
β‘ A/N #1 (Feb 10). Me thinking Sakamoto Days is an apocalypse action series based on the manga covers. Itβs not. Itβs so freaking legit. Basically βThe Way Of The Househusbandβ remastered. βCan I copy your homework?β βOk, but donβt make it obvious.β I love both series. Also canβt take his younger self seriously, he looks like that one guy from Tokyo Revengers. But seriously, I watched the anime, so legit wahahhahahahaha. So I knew I had to make a story inspired by it. Yes, Iβm recommending it. Watched it in Netflix. A mix of The Way Of The Househusband, Terminator, and One Punch Man. I love it. Also favorite manga is One Punch Man. The humility of MC and satirical plot of OPM are my favorite parts of it. Also... I was supposed to make this into a kinder yandere until I accidentally turned him into basically Tartaglia.
β‘ A/N #2 (Mar 24). Yes, I'm resurrecting my old cursed drafts. I still cringe but it's better than letting it sit in the backburner. No. I will not edit this anymore. Unfortunately, I get terribly bored pretty easily.
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β‘ For Reader-Inserts. I only write Male Yandere x Female (Fem.) Reader (heterosexual couple). No LGBTQ+:
β‘ Book 1. A Heart Devoured (AHD): A Dark Yandere Anthology
β‘ Book 2. Forbidden Fruits (FF): Intimate Obsessions, Unhinged Desires.
β‘ Book 3. World Ablaze (WA) : For You, I'd Burn the World.
β‘ Book 4 [you are here]. Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows.
β‘ Book 5. Ink & Insight (I&I): From Dead Dove to Daydreams.
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β‘ Book 6. The Red Ledger (TRL): Stained in Lust, Written in Blood.
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Remember to KEEP PUSHING and never stop talking about Palestine!!! π
I hope every iof soldier dies in Gaza. I hope they get caught in their own explosions and get sick from their own diseases. I have no sympathy for any single one of them and I hope they rot.
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ββ about. after succeeding in battle, asura returns to you in search of comfort.
fluff. praise. brief corruption mention. his anxiety and fear.
Always treating him with full respect and adoration, the demon king still had time to get used to your acts of kindness, due to his insufferable madness. Gasping as you feel his presence fill the room, you turn around to greet him with that same warm smile that made his stomach clench.
"You're aliveβ¦" you breathed, relieved to see him alive and safe.
His heart ached from the expression, his own head filled with doubts and uncertainty.
Were you just being polite? Did you really want him here?
The uncertainty terrified Asura, with fear of rejection lurking in the shadows.
Despite his doubts, the demon wrapped his lanky arms around you and buried his face in your neck, gripping you tightly as if he would lose your touch. He didn't want this closeness to end, and so he held on tight.
You return the embrace, losing yourself in Asura's towering frame of 8 feet. "Oh, my love", you whisper, "I am so proud of you." When you pull away, he remains as close as possible to feel safe from the outside world, and to shield himself from his own troubling thoughts. Your smile only grows when you notice this.
Your words of praise and affection filled him with warmth, as if he were soaking in your love. Though he did not understand it, you were his, and he had proven worthy of being by your side. The demon finally allowed the pent-up stress of battle to pour out of him as he clung to the only person he could trust. His body trembled vigorously in the embrace, a physical manifestation of the turbulence in his heart.
"Let me look at you", you murmur with fingers that begin to caress his back gently. His third eye twitches, always hating being perceived by others. Especially by someone who loved him so dearly. He was a monster by comparison and he fears he would taint you with his own corruption if looked at too close.
His face twisted in resistance, his features beginning to contort from his growing anxiety. He shirked from your gaze, hiding from the overwhelming emotion swirling within him. He felt as if his anxiety was spiraling out of control, every passing moment a struggle to keep it all in. His hands clenched into fists of anger, shame, and remorse. It was only a matter of time before you realized what he truly was, and so it was inevitable that you wouldn't stay.
Your hands, soft and comforting as you reach for his face. You held onto cheek gently, forcing him to meet your gaze. Then, you grab the wraps around his neck and pull them up to cover his eyes. He didn't resist, instead letting out grateful grunts as a sign of relief.
He preferred it this way so no one could see his twisted face. You smiled as he formed a roguish grin, letting out quiet, unhinged chuckles. "There you goβ¦" you laugh softly.
Asura groaned loudly when you continued to caress his face, feeling so much shame and fear. He had no choice but to trust you. However, when the wraps were pulled over his eyes, all his fear melted into nervous, yet grateful laughter.
Your actions made Asura feel secure and safe, his fears fading from his sight. You had a way about you, a gentleness that melted his heart. He watched you intently with new understanding, his distrust slowly disappearing within your gaze.
I would never want to pick a lesser evil but the way America work a lesser evil is always your choice or a greater good. Between Joe and Kamala I would pick Kamala because she's an lesser evil and a greater option. Between her and Michelle Obama I'd pick Michelle because she's a greater good. With how American for hundreds of years has been tainted to the point voting out greater evils brings in diluted versions of them is always guaranteed, I beileve that thevvoting conscience has been made to always pick if it aligns with 3 out of the 5 good things needed for presidency you'll pick it. We need 5 out of 5s but that's not going to happen til Yeats down the line. It only took Covid happening for people to recognize racism is a key ingredient to everyone's everyday life. To fix that people educated them and punished racist acts more openly.
Misogyny was and still is very common in media but because of years and years of awareness and activism Misogyny is recognized more on a deeper level and women feel more confident in talking about it. What I'm saying is that this election is not going to kill all fascism and its not going to stop wars immediately but, if we as a people push Presidents into our demands like yall do celebrities into releasing albums then MAYBE we wouldn't have to pick lesser evils. At the end of the day people vote how they see fit until the choices are like picking between pizza and pasta true progression on any social issue will never be solved, let alone discussed.
I am already seeing y'all fucking make excuses not to vote if Kamala Harris is nominated so let's clear shit up real quick:
Number one: Harris has a harsher tone on Israel, and has demonstrated more willingness than Biden to push for the halt of all offensive weaponry aid to Israel if they continue their no-holds-barred assault on Palestine, and has been far more critical of their blocking of humanitarian aid. She also states support for a two party solution, but you will be hard fucking pressed to find any major candidate willing to say they want to help abolish Israel outright to the general public. While Biden has closer ties with Israel, Harris has more personal leanings on American progressives than anything else, and is far more likely to listen to criticism on the subject of Palestine. She demonstrates better diplomacy toward even countries we are not currently allied with and is in general, more likely to push for humanitarian change, she's objectively the best bet for both winning the election and getting reform on the Israeli bombardment of Palestine.
Number two: Harris is not fucking transphobic. The actions of the state attorney general office and state of California corrections, to deny transgender inmates gender reassignment surgery, was not her personal choice, she was a lawyer requires to do her job as a lawyer, she was not involved in writing the original briefing that used transphobic language or minimized the necessity of gender affirming care to inmates, in fact her involvement at later stages is part of what removed a lot of the repugnancy of the arguments and she was personally delighted when the settlement led to the state considering providing gender affirming surgery to inmates who are recommended for it. Similar is true of other stories like this as well. In general she's been a strong ally to the LGBTQ+ community, especially the T, she's responsible for making "trans panic" a non viable defense for the murder and assault of trans people in the state of California, helped toss a bathroom bill, created an act to hold law enforcement responsible for harassment and negligence toward trans individuals, and was a key player in altering title IX to include protections against discrimination for Gender Identity. Any attempts to paint her as having mixed or bad policy toward trans people is actively an attempt to dissuade you from voting for her, and should be analyzed incredibly critically.
Shut the fuck up already. Vote.
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