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May I get a cursed Artoria x Gil lovechild during this trying time? 🙏🏻

Good luck with everything going on rn! Yes life is though

Hello! I found your writings about yan!Dottore & I am a brand new fan!! You are such an awesome writer 😁

Since requests are open, I was wondering if you could write some headcanons/drabbles about how the Genshin men (including Dottore my fave) would react if their darling, who was pregnant with their child, tried to run away? Saying "I refuse to raise my child with a monster like you!"

Yandere Genshin Men With a Pregnant Runaway Darling

Yandere Ayato, Dottore, Lyney, Neuvillette, Wriothesley x female reader (separate)

Thank you!<3 I only wrote for five of them, but I’m thinking of writing for more of them in some other parts:)

Masterlist

Warnings: imprisonment, manipulation

Word count: 2819

Ayato

You ran and ran as fast as your feet could carry you. You needed to get to safety. Both for yourself and for your unborn child. Your bare feet were drumming over the wooden floors.

The Kamisato estate was like maze. The long hallways seemed never ending.

When you finally reached the door that led out to one of the gardens, you were filled with relief. You slid the door open and was welcomed by the heavenly sea breeze. Your joy, was however short lived.

Standing in the garden admiring the purple sunset was Ayato. He turned around and smiled gently. He motioned for you to join him and before you knew it, your feet had brought you by his side.

“The sky is beautiful tonight, isn’t it?” his eyes turned upward towards the endless sky.

You followed his gaze. The sky was in fact extremely beautiful. The purple colour the same shade as Ayato’s eyes.

The man besides you was cunning and as cruel as a snake, but he was undoubtedly the most beautiful man you had ever laid your eyes on. His dark lashes fluttered as his gaze shifted to you. He remained silent for a while, just taking in the sight of you. He often did just that and it made you nervous, since you could never be completely sure as to what exactly ran through his brilliant mind.

“I’m glad you fell for my little trap. If you hadn’t, I would have to enjoy this sunset all alone. Sunsets are best enjoyed by the side of someone you love, wouldn’t you agree?” his melodic voice coiled around your mind. Enveloping you in a sense of serenity.

You quickly snapped out of it. “I want to leave” your voice low, but your words clear as day.

Ayato hummed at your words “Why is that?”

“Because I’m more like a prisoner than your wife” you snapped.

“A prisoner? What gave you that idea?” he raised a brow.

“Don’t play stupid Ayato” you sneered. “You’re not letting me leave no matter what. Doesn’t that sound awfully a lot like a prison to you?”

“I’m protecting you and at the same time I’m keeping what’s mine far away from prying eyes. I’m doing you a favour” his smirk completely gone and replaced by a cold glare.

“I refuse to raise my child with a monster like you!” you screamed, not caring about who could hear you.

“Don’t think I’ll ever let you leave me. When you said yes to my proposal, you sealed your faith. It’s not my fault you were unable to think about what the future involved” he smirked at your scared expression. “Don’t cry, I mean you no harm. That much should be obvious.”

Dottore

The dining room was decorated in an attempt at making it cozy. The grand chandelier that hung over the dining table casted a warm light over the table, almost making it homely. The plate in front of you was barely touched. You were hungry, but you didn’t have the time to finish your meal.

You glanced up at the butler who was standing by the door. His eyes was glued to a spot on the far wall and his posture was rigid.

Your cleaned your mouth with the napkin before your rose from your seat. “I’m finished with my meal. Please tell Dottore when he returns to come to my chambers” you told the maid as she silently cleaned up the dishes.

She bowed “Yes madam.”

Your heels clicked against the polished wooden floors. You had to quickly change into different shows and more practical clothing.

You quickly opened the bedroom door and hurried to your huge closet that was the size of a small room. You changed into some thick trousers and warm boots with white fox fur.

You quickly pulled in your coat and a scarf. You opened the large windows and you peered down. You pulled on your hood and your mittens before you ventured down the ladder you had found in an abandoned closet in a part of the house that was rarely ever used.

The ladder creaked underneath your weight and you prayed that it would mange to hold you. Both of you.

You landed into the soft snow and you quickly ran down towards the gates.

The tall wrought iron gates were impossible to climb, especially if one was pregnant, but you had luckily borrowed the key from one of the butlers.

You twisted the key and the gates opens with a load groan. You could smell your freedom.

You locked the gate behind you before you walked down the hill that the house stood tall and proud on top.

The snow glittered in the moonlight and green-purple aurora danced over your head. The sight was so beautiful you almost wept.

As you wandered down the hill you got completely lost in the beauty of the winter landscape. You knew it was foolish, but you hadn’t been outside in so long.

The sound of hoofs snapped you out of your daydreaming. As you raised your gaze you were met with the sight of your husband’s beloved steel grey stallion. The stallion snorted hot air towards you. It looked like a beast at it stood tall in the moonlight.

On top of the proud animal was Dottore. His gaze sharp and would cause anyone who was on the receiving end of it to tremble. You were no different.

“What are you doing out here in the cold?” his voice colder than the cold winter wind that ruffled your hair.

At your silence he only sighed. “You are truly a lost cause. Are you seriously going to cause your unborn child harm in order to escape? You are even more foolish than what I thought” he scoffed as he made the horse circle you.

You spun around in order to keep an eye on his movements. “What makes you think I want to stay with you? Your arrogance disgusts me!” you sneered. “I refuse to raise my child with a monster like you!” your voice echoed through the treetops that surrounded the hill.

“Watch your tongue” he spat.

Your escape attempt had been a complete failure.

Dottore had reprimanded you for hours when you had been brought back inside.

You fiddled with your hands in your lap, not wanting to meet his eyes.

“If I ever catch you trying to escape ever again, there’s going to be dire consequences. You’re not going to accidentally harm my child. Our child. Do I make myself clear?” his tone stern.

Your eyes fixated on his neatly polished shoes. You nodded and muttered a low “yes”.

He gripped your jaw and forced your head up. “If you disobey me I will have to chain you to the bed and I really want to avoid that. So be a good girl.”

Lyney

The purple cat-like eyes of the magician was narrowed in anger and hurt. He had just caught you as you had sneaked out of the house with bag packed with your clothes and necessities.

The living room was empty except from the two of you. His younger brother and sister were out on business.

The record player in the corner by the fireplace was playing the soft tune of a ballet he had taken you to when you first started dating.

Lyney was sitting in front of you on a red arm chair. He was resting his head on his arms. His gaze faced down as he thought on what to say to you.

The only thing that separated the two of you was the coffee table. Normally you would have taken you your time to clean it, but not today. Multiple cards were littered across it accompanied with some face flowers. The mess was surprisingly beautiful.

“I don’t understand how you could do something like that to me” his voice low. “I had it all sorted out. I have talked to Father and she has nothing against your pregnancy and our relationship. In fact she supports it. She knows how important family is after all.”

“But you had to try and ruin it. I really don’t understand” his violet eyes met yours. They were filled with more emotions than what you could possibly make out.

“Lynette and Freminet even said they can take care of the baby if the two of us have plans or need some time for ourselves. Yes, Freminet is still a teenager, but he’s still fit to look after a child. He often take care of the younger children in The House. And Lynette has always had a soft spot for baby’s” his voice was getting louder.

“You don’t get it do you, Lyney?”

“Get what exactly?” his eyes scanned your features for something.

“You’re a cruel man. You have locked my away just because you think it’s for the best. You haven’t even bothered to even ask me what I want!” your voice was getting louder and louder by each word that left your lips. “I refuse to raise my child with a monster like you!” you stood up form the couch. Your finger pointed at him. “You disgust me.”

His mouth fell open in disbelief. Crystal tears welled up in his eyes and he furiously tried to blink them away. “What?” his voice was weak by hurt. “I’m trying to protect you! Why don’t you understand?” tears were now falling from eyes as he had fallen to his knees in front of you.

It was a pity full sight, but he couldn’t care less. “Family is what matter the most to me! And you! You are a part of my family now and so is our unborn child!”

You tried to step back, but his hand was tightly gripping your thigh.

A broken laughter escaped from his lips and a rose to his feet slowly. His eyes crazed as they met yours. “You’re clearly unfit for making your own decisions, but worry not. I will help you. And together we’re going to raise the sweetest little child one could ever dream of.”

His unhinged voice and manner sent chives down your spine and you could feel the imaginary cage that wrapped itself around you. You were trapped between the claws of the beast like cat, with no escape.

Neuvillette

The entire nation of Fontaine were searching for you. You would be lying if you said you were surprised. The judge could be awfully convincing when he wanted to.

Since your escape it had been raining non stop. Heavy rain poured down from the sky undisturbed. The rocks on the forgotten path you had chosen were slippery, and you had to be careful.

In the distance, from the town you had a pasted hours prior, you could hear the loud voices of the search party they had organised. Hounds barked as they made their way up the mountain. You quickly picked up your pace.

After an hour or so walking through the rain you finally found a small abandoned cottage. You were filled with relief when you noticed that the door was unlocked.

It smelled of mould and you felt bad for your unborn, but you had no other choice. The windows were dirty, but intact. You slumped down on the old couch. Your body was aching and you were so tired.

You did not know how much time had passed when you awoke to the sound of a fist pounding the creaky old front door. You rose to your feet with such fast motion that you knocked your elbow against the wooden armrest of the couch. You hissed in pain and clutched it as you made your way to the hallway.

You hid behind the door to the bathroom as you peered out the window by the door. You couldn’t see anyone.

The pounding continued and you were afraid whoever it was would break down the door if this continued.

“Who is it?” you meekly asked.

The pounding came to an halt and a gruff voice answered you. “I am from the neighbouring village. We are looking for the Iudex’s wife.”

You were about to answer when the door broke down. A tall and sturdy man with a bear that reached below his collarbones entered. “I apologise miss, but I need to search the cotta-” his voice trailed off when his eyes fell upon you. His eyes widened to a state you were afraid they would roll out. He backed away slightly and shouted over his shoulder “I found her!”

You were about to silence him but it was too late.

The man who found you brought you out to the little courtyard. Your eyes widened in fear when a pair of pale lavender eyes stared back at you.

“Wha-what are you doing here?” your voice was shaky with fear. You tried to back away from the tall dragon, but the search party blocked your path of escape.

“How could I not personally participate in the search of my own wife?” Neuvillette’s voice soft. He turned to the villagers “Please give us some space.”

The villagers nodded and quickly left.

As you stood all alone with your capture on the overgrown courtyard you couldn’t help, but think about all the choices you had made that had lead you to this.

“Why did you leave our home?” his deep voice had normally brought you comfort, but now it only brought you fear.

“Why? Any sane person would escape a madman such as yourself. You have taken everything from me and you still ask for more” you spoke with sudden braveness.

“I am not taking anything from you. You’re clearly not completely aware at the moment. But worry not, I’ll take care of everything. Just like I always have” his lips twisted up into a gentle smile.

“Oh really? I don’t believe you. I refuse to raise my child with a monster like you! Why don’t you understand?!” you were suddenly in front of him. Your finger jammed against his broad chest.

“Your words hold little meaning, my love. It’s my child too, do not forget. I have every right to be apart of its life just as you do. And besides in a matter of time you will have forgotten your… conflicted feelings” his big hand gently wrapped itself around your much smaller one. “I will make you happy. Just you wait” he gently kissed the top of your head. His kiss similar to the gavel he used to seal the fate of the poor souls in the Opera Epiclese.

Wriothesley

The Fortress of Meropide never got any more welcoming, no matter how much time you had been there.

You had tried to climb the stairs up to the surface, but Wriothesley had been quick to drag you back down again.

He had been eerily silent as he led you to his private quarters.

“This is your fourth escape attempt this two weeks. Are you not getting tired?” he sighed. He was leaning against the kitchen table, his arms folded over his muscular chest.

“I understand the Fortress is not the best place to raise a kid, but I have bought a house close to the entrance on the surface. I have made the arrangements so that we can rotate where we both stay. I will of course always stay with you in the house. I know it’s not optimal, but it’s the best I can do.”

“It’s not enough” you muttered.

“We will have to make it work.”

“Why? I didn’t ask to be sent here. I don’t care about you and the Iudex agreement. I didn’t agree to any of this” you raised your voice.

“There’s many thing in life that I haven’t asked for. You will manage” Wriothesley’s voice was laced with uncharacteristic anger.

“I will not! I refuse to raise my child with a monster like you!” your loud voice echoed inside the kitchen.

At your words something in Wriothesley snapped. “A monster you say?” he barked out a laughter. “I have been nothing but kind to you. But if you think that makes me a monster, I wonder what you’ll think of me now” his eyes colder than his vision.

Wriothesley dragged you inside your bedroom. “You’re not going to leave this room before I say you can. I will use the spare bedroom” he pointed to the bathroom. “If you’re thirsty between meals, you know where to find water.” With that he slammed the door closed. The sound of his key twisting sent a pang through your chest.

Escape had never seemed so far out of reach as it was now. You found yourself longing for the outside and the smell of the wildflowers that littered the green meadows of Fontaine. Maybe the house Wriothesley had promised you on the surface didn’t sound so bad after all.

I'm in love with yan inquisitor, I humbly request a fic or headcanons of when witch!y/n tries but fails to escape him 😵‍💫

escaping from yan! inquisitor

A/N: im still sad... i spent 38 bucks on txt preorder signed album..... anyways do I do a taehyun theme!

sorry. this is late :3

TW: yandere, reader is threatened, hit w a whip, & chained.

escaping from him is definitely hard, but not impossible. you knew that, and so you thought you'd give it a go!

you wish you didn't.

you knew his daily routine, when he came back, what time he left, even when his break was.

you were confident, until he was right there as you finally opened the door, him staring at you.

he promises you're gonna regret it. that you did.

he's not necessarily listening to your cries, even after he hits your back with a whip multiple times.

"this is the same thing i use to make people bleed out till they die. aren't you grateful i won't make you die?"

complains about how you're always so ungrateful, how you're a spoiled brat.

when he's done hitting you, he chains you up to a wall in his basement, leaving you there, forcing you to smell days of old blood from people he's tortured.

want more? send a request.

Love your writings! What would happen if you put the children of the yanderes (Silas's daughters, Dr. Kry's daughters, Edmund's kids, and Hedwig's kids) in a room together? Which kids would become best friends? Which would become enemies lol

interesting, i have been thinking about this earlier actually, lets see if i remember

Jerry does not have, and does not want, children, which is why she is not involved!

Dr Kry's children (Nadia and Lydia, 17) would most likely be friends with Hedwig's daughter (Violet, 17) because of their ages and similar interests, aka studying different things.

Edmund's son (Ludwig, 17) would probably find Hedwig’s son (Astor, 15) cringe but would still be with each other because they're the only boys and wouldn't want to be with the girls all the time. Ludwig would think that Astor is a bit too emotional and would try to build up his confidence and Astor would probably help him with his daddy issues, trying to build him up as well to find self worth.

Nadia, Lydia and Violet would take care of Silas’s three daughters (Emelie, 14, Sierra, 12 and Darla, 9) and Edmund’s daughter (Victoria, 4) and play games with them. The twins would most likely be better with the younger two, and Violet with the oldest daughter, maybe giving her advice on how to survive teenage years and dealing with younger siblings.

Darla would be best friends with Victoria and feel grown up with her. I see Astor playing with them too, carrying them on his shoulders etc

I think they would get along pretty well, actually. Just like his father is protective of his relative Hedwig, so would Ludwig be over Violet and Astor. He's already extremely protective of his little sister. He would, however, also protect the others since he sees himself as the "leader" of their group (since he's a prince and heir) and would make them get behind him to fight of danger.

This was so nice to write btw♡

The OCs search history <3

Silas:

"How to take care of ptsd in partner"

"How to make someone stop crying"

"How to make your partner forgive you"

"Best restaurant"

"Dark web"

"Diamond ring/neckace/earrings/bracelet"

"Best steak"

"How to stop people from gawking at my partner"

"Protein powder"

"Best soap to wash away blood from skin"

"Best detergent to wash away blood from clothes"

"Best cleaning supplies to wash away blood from walls"

"Best spray to keep blood smell away"

"Five star restaurant booking"

"Why are my clothes thrown out the window?"

Dr Kry:

"Morphine"

"Book series without explicit scenes"

"Healthy recipes"

"How to frame someone for murder"

"Am I secretely perverted"

"Forged signatures without watermark"

"Protein shakes"

"What happens if you mix poision with alcohol"

"Puzzles"

"PG-13 rated movies without angst or horror"

"Plushies"

"Needles"

"How to become an author?"

"How to know if your strict childhood has had any impact on your mental health"

"How to get over your phobia for germs?"

"Strong caffeine drinks"

King Edmund (let's pretend he has internet for a hot minute):

"Is it really dictatorship if I let people complain"

"Ptsd test"

"Why doesn't my wife talk to me?"

"Nightmare analysis"

"How to cheer up an angry wife"

"Can a queen rule over a king?"

"How much alcohol can you drink before you get knocked out?"

"Beatiful dresses for a queen"

"Jewelry for a queen"

"Are public executions a good fear tactic?"

"How do women's anatomy work?"

"Can you punish theft by death?"

"Can you cook rats?"

"Why are little kids scared of me?"

Jerry:

"Is drinkable bleach a thing????"

"What to do if your s/o is a fucking loser"

"Is saying 'you're an idiot' synonyms for 'i love you'?"

"Guns"

"Knives"

"Sexy outfits that doesn't make me look like a fucking clown"

"How to ask someone out on a date without sounding like a loser"

"Impressive date ideas"

"Alcohol that will make me forget today, yesterday, tomorrow and a week forward"

"Spare parts to motorcycle"

"Why am I so fucking cool?????"

"Why am I so fucking miserable?????"

"How to hug your s/o without it being cringe"

"How to make your motorcycle go much faster?"

"Boxing gloves"

"40 boxes of *your favorite snack*"

Hedwig:

"Aestethic wedding ideas"

"Is baby trapping illegal?"

"Is nepotism really that bad?"

"How to guilt trip someone"

"Utterly obsessed with my partner"

"How to be a good kisser"

"Dark web"

"Buy hitmen"

"How to bankruptcy someone"

"How to impress your partners parents"

"Best flowers for dates"

"Best hotel resorts for couples"

"Can you become a super model without school grades"

"Love poems"

"Poison"

"*your adress*"

"Best perfumes to seduce someone"

"*your instagram*"

"*your name*"

"How do I know if I'm blocked on social media"

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Thank you so much for accepting my commission request! This story was so perfect!

My first commission! Thank you @violetvase !

description: yandere mean prince x fem reader, reader sneaking out, arrange marriage with the prince, manipulation, toxicity, stuff like that, escaping the castle to have some fun, getting caught, being punished

Your heart raced, more than ever before. It pounded, desperate for a minute of relaxation as you hid your face from passing butlers and maids. You were excited, scared even, you had never attempted to sneak out from the kingdom.

Yeah, you imagined running away and never coming back but you knew it would never work out. Sneaking out was just as risky, what if Xavier thought you were trying to leave forever?

You shook your head, it didn’t matter what he thought. It only mattered that you needed a little bit of fun once in awhile. You were sure that this would satisfy your boredom for a long time.

You held onto the hood of the cape you wore, making sure nobody could recognize your face. You planned to sneak out as a regular maid, even dressed up as one. The sun was setting, but that didn’t mean you still couldn’t have fun.

You witnessed maids getting up on a regular carriage, ready to go and collect ingredients for tonight’s supper. You were nervous that this wouldn’t work, that you wouldn’t get away with it and you’d be caught.

You shoved the immense feelings of fear and worry down, as much as you could.

“Hm? Hello! Are you on the way to town as well?” A maid chirped, curious to why you looked a little sick.

“Mhm! I’ve been meaning to make a trip for supplies, the garden has been getting out of hand” You chuckled awkwardly, hoping you’d get away with the idea of being a maid that oversees the large garden.

“Ah! Katherine right? I’ve never seen you until now, I’ve seen the work you’ve done and it’s honestly admirable! Here come sit” The maid welcomed you with open arms, patting the seat next to her while the other two chatted from across the carriage.

You and the maid chatted the whole way to town, you thought it would be insufferable and nerve wracking but the way she fondly spoke of her kids and working in the palace brightened up your views on the kingdom. Maybe it wasn’t as bad as you thought if this mother was enjoying her time working here.

“I’ll see you later, Annie! I hope you can find all the ingredients for supper!” You waved to her, saying goodbye with a genuine smile on her face. You couldn’t believe it worked, and you secretly hoped you would see more of Annie once you were back in the palace.

She was very kind, and so were the other maids.

You wandered the busy roadways that held many shops on each side, the crowds were never ending and it was honestly freeing rather than suffocating.

You were so happy you made it all the way down here. It reminded you of your home, the same town you’d visit everyday after you finished your duties in the castle you lived in. Every citizen adored you and treated you like an old friend. It wasn’t the same here but it was a good replica of it!

“One soup for the lady?” A chef with a friendly grin said, observing how you practically drooled at the menu.

“Ah, I’m not sure if I should get it, will it be more savory or salty?” You concentrated on the dish, you weren’t sure if the soup was going to be good or not, it was probably going to be better than the food in the castle though. Anything homemade with love could beat any professional chef in the kitchen.

“More of a savory dish! Lots of meat and vegetables if you’re worried about keeping your figure” He already wrote down the order, knowing you’d be up for it with the glint in your eyes.

“Sure then! One of those please!” You happily dug into your small pouch for some coins. You had taken a normal amount incase you wanted any souvenirs from the town. You gave the proper amount to him, sitting down afterwards while you waited for your dish.

Once the chef placed the steaming bowl in-front of you, you were so excited to dig in! You collected some broth along with meat and a vegetable in your spoon and scarfed it down. It was delicious, especially with the hot temperature it held.

You were so happy with how everything was going, nothing could spoil the mood for you!

“Search the perimeter over there! I’m going to check every god damn store and look for her myself” Xavier’s booming deep voice urged every guard to search where he pointed. They rushed with formality but you could tell they were moving with fear as well.

Fuck fuck fuck!

What was he doing here? And how did he manage to find out that you were already gone! You said you were sick and that you didn’t want any visitors! Even him!

You focused on the half empty dish, trying to keep your head down while frenzied thoughts ran through your head. What were you supposed to do now? Sneak away when the guards were gone? Run off before he started searching the stores?

You hadn’t really made a plan for sneaking back into the kingdom other than getting the ride back from the maids but that wasn’t until another 30 minutes! And they were probably sent home early so nobody would be leaving in or out of the castle.

You knew the procedures to searches like these, it happened when your little brother snuck off somewhere just like you were doing now.

How foolish you were for thinking you could get away with this.

“Hello ma’am, have you happened to see this woman?” Your husband asked you, almost slamming the picture down with a worried expression on his face. One that you couldn’t see as you focused on the table and picture below.

“Nope, sorry” You mumbled, trying to change your voice a bit with a raspy sound to it. You prayed, you don’t know who or what you prayed to but you prayed long and hard that he would fuck off and interrogate someone else.

“Are you sure? She’s my wife and we’ve been looking everywh—“ His sentence was cut off by seeing your delicate hand, more importantly a ring on it. YOUR wedding ring. The one he bought along with the matching one that paired the two of you together until death.

“Where did you get this hmm?“ He roughly grabbed your hand, raising it in front of your face. You instinctively looked up to see his boiling rage that covered his face. You opened your mouth to respond but nothing could interrupt the quick words that came from out his mouth.

“We’re going home, NOW” His voice only scared you further than it already did. The grasp on your wrist hurt, it stung so bad you couldn’t help but complain and whine until he looked at you with a expression that shut you up without needing any clarification.

Once you were back home, he pushed you onto the bed, pacing around in anger, maybe worry? He hadn’t let any maids or butlers stay in the room so you assumed that you were in for it this time.

“Are you crazy? Delusional? Or just an idiot?” Xavier’s husky voice made you look down at the floor, you could see from his shoes that he was standing right in-front of you instead of moving back and forth.

“I just wanted to have some fun! I wasn’t trying to escape or anything..” You mumbled with a soft voice, trying to gain pity by seeming more docile than usual. Part of it being because he looked incredibly intimidating when he was yelling.

“Some fun? What fun could you possibly be having down there? You’re a princess, you need to start acting like one” He rubbed his temple, looking stressed.

You opened your mouth to make a response but he interrupted you before you could.

“You have no duties, you have nothing to worry about, yet you selfishly run to the village because you’re bored?? Do you see how irresponsible you look! What if nobles and other kingdoms heard of this? What did you think was going to happen then?”

You looked up at him with sorrowful eyes, genuinely upset that he was scolding you just because you wanted to escape the boring cycle of this kingdom.

“You had one rule to follow, one rule, to sit pretty and be a good wife and you couldn’t even do that” He scoffed, finally finished with his scolding. “I hope you realize how foolish this was” And with that, he walked off, slamming your room door behind him.

You couldn’t help but anxiously wonder about what your punishment would be. Would your parents get in trouble for your actions? Would you be forced to apologize until Xavier decided that you learned your lesson?

Even worse, nothing happened.

Nobody spoke to you, nobody dared to even stare at you. You were so confused on why none of the maid’s returned your kind words back. You would thank them, complimenting them like always and they’d usually chat with you back with nice replies.

But they didn’t say a word, neither did the guards you tried interacting with. If you tried asking how they were doing and what post they were shifting to next, they’d look away, almost scared to death to about something. Yet they would still establish that you could not leave your room by standing in front of your door.

You knew by then, it was probably his doing.

You realized that Xavier was likely punishing you by not allowing anyone to speak to you, even himself, but how could this possibly get to you?

You’d get along just fine! You didn’t need those idiots anyways, stupidly following his orders as if you weren’t a royal too!

But as the weeks passed, a weird feeling in the deepest part of your stomach only grew. You craved for someone to speak to, some sort of interaction yet nobody would grant you that. No matter how hard you tried.

You finally snapped at the fourth week of being isolated in your room, it hurt so bad. You just wanted someone to talk to, and the only choice was Xavier.

You asked for a maid to bring him, saying it was urgent and that you needed your husband to come to your room now. It’s not like you could leave to meet him anyways, the guards outside prevented you.

Once he arrived, you clung onto him, begging for him to forgive you.

“I’m sorry! I won’t try to sneak out ever again!! Just please, talk to me” Tears flooded your eyes before running down your cheeks. You sobbed holding him tightly by his shirt until he reciprocated the hug back.

“It’s okay my love, let it out.. You see why I had to punish you now? This is why you should listen to me, I didn’t want to do this after-all” He spoke with a sweet tone, still with a hint of superiority.

You nodded quickly, holding onto him tightly. You knew it was pathetic to be crying in his arms like this, but you had to if you wanted your boring life back.

He soothed you with all the kind words he could think of while brushing your hair out of your face. He knew this would work, and now that it did, he would use this as your punishment every-time you thought of leaving or escaping again.

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warning: slight corruption kink, yandere behavior, panty stealing, breeding kink, dubcon if you squint

EHEHEH thinking about yandere!angel who has never been hard before.

He sees you, such a pretty little human he’s meant to watch over. You’re so soft and plump, your body stirs something in his belly that he doesn’t completely understand.

And he sees you undressing one night, your form completely bare before his very eyes.

Angels always walk around in the nude, they aren’t ashamed of their bodies… so why does his cock start to twitch and harden?

He doesn’t understand, this has never happened before and the feeling is unbearable. Something in his body wants to be closer to you, to… connect with you.

The angel approaches your room, quiet as he opens your window and slides in with ease. He’s not sure what he should do, but he spots your discarded clothing.

It’s shameful, how he even thinks about stealing an item of your clothing. Your panties are your favorite color, lacy with a little bow on the front. He can spot a slight wetness there, and he starts to drool.

Why is his body reacting like this? His cheeks flush a crimson red as he flees your home, your underwear in his hand. He flies far away, as if trying to escape his new, lustful feelings.

He isolates himself in a small cave, slowly draping your panties over his throbbing cock. The feeling of your slick coated panties touching his tip made him hiss out in pleasure.

Of course, the angel had never masturbated before. He came within just a few strokes, but his cock was still so swollen. Every time he thought about your plush frame, his tip dribbled precum, and he couldn’t help but jerk off again.

It just wasn’t enough… soon he felt so sore, and his hands weren’t soft like yours, and he bet your lips or pussy would feel so much better…

He was your protector, wasn’t he? It made sense that he’d get to fuck his precious little cherub, his sweet girl, right?

Wouldn’t it be a blessing to put a baby in your belly?

Usually the angel had no trouble flying, but now he was trying his best to concentrate on getting to your home.

You spot him in the window, your eyes still bleary from sleep. He’s the picture of elegance, with long, flowing blonde hair and gorgeous dark eyes…

“Be not afraid, I am a messenger of god…” he panted, cheeks flushed pink. “You… have been chosen for something… great…”

He walked in, your curtain billowing around him as he stretched out and lightly clapped his snow-white wings.

His eyes were on your skimpy nightgown, and the way it barely covered your plush thighs.

“You’ve been chosen… to carry my child…”

Your plump thighs squished together, causing him to let out an involuntary moan. “Ch-child? How would you… do that? Touch my belly or something, like the Virgin Mary?”

His eyes were clouded with lust as he approached your bed, his hand trembling with need. “No, my sweet girl… I am no God, I’ll have to take a much more… direct approach.”

In an instant he was on top of you, his lips crashing into yours with an urgency only to be expected of a virgin. He was inexperienced, but tasted like honey and was as gentle as he possibly could be.

Already his erection was pressing against your thigh, and he unceremoniously thrusted his hips, trying to get more friction.

You were so damn soft, warm to the touch. It was taking everything in him not to ravish you instantly.

His fingers danced across your clothed cunt, testing the waters. When he pulled his hand back, it was wet and with a soft lick, his eyes went wide.

You tasted amazing.

Though he wanted to devour your fat cunt, he needed yo be inside of you even more. He was in pain, his cock aching and begging your your warmth to envelope him.

You watched his wings twitch as he positioned himself between your legs. The white feathers were soft to the touch, and you held onto them while he pushed in.

The angel couldn’t help himself, the second he felt your warm pussy he went crazy. His head was buried in your neck, his hips slapping against yours as he struggled to control his body.

He had never felt so good before, the angel was committing a terrible sin but he didn’t care, not one bit.

“S-so good, you’ll have your reward in heaven…” he blubbered out, cheeks red and covered in pleasured tears. “God…”

He came so quick, painting your walls white as hips nails dug into your hips.

All he wanted to do now was wrap his wings around you, holding you close. The angel didn’t pull out, you felt way too warm and comfy for that.

As he kissed your head and snuggled with you in bed, he was sure that that this was fate. Perhaps he was meant to lust after you…

You were something special, and no one would take you away from him.

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i love your writing soooo much!! if it's not too much trouble, may i get some headcanons of the yandere emperor & a commoner/fallen noble darling?

I'm answering this request because this just made me feel things 🫢

Warning: this work contains dark content. Mentions of alcohol abuse, mentions of harassment, and gambling addiction, yandere, mentions of death, some graphic description of dead bodies, mentions of trauma, kidnapping, physical assault, torture, mentions of blackmailing, assassination

Kindly scroll away if you do not wish to interact with this post or my blog. Remember this is only a work of fiction and shall not be taken seriously!

authors note: This is actually pretty tame because I want darling to fall in love with yan!emperor. I also made this gender neutral for those who have been looking for content like this. I wanna improve in writing smut.

yandere!emperor x commoner/fallen noble!darling 18+ smut

A little bit of background, your family used to be an established noble house but due to some conflict the previous emperor and the court had taken away your family's title.

The noble family you belonged in was a prestigious name throughout the land, the fall of your house surely caused a lot of catastrophe in your life.

One day you're living lavishly being pampered by your servants and family then the next you're stripped of your title as a noble with hundreds of people as witnesses.

Your father was so devastated he drowned himself in agony alcohol. Your mother had begun to partake in gambling. Your siblings had either become criminals or worked at brothels, truly a fall from grace.

Seeing the destruction and misery that had fallen upon your family, you still tried to do your best to live as an upright citizen of the land.

Despite the numerous whispers you hear, the taunts, and sometimes the harassment from those with two eyes following your every move.

A few years later, the previous emperor had passed his crown to his only heir, the Crown Prince Alastair. A man beloved by many with his aid, the empire had flourished through his genius mind.

You on the other hand, had moved away from the capital, away from the judging stares and malicious mouths you encounter. You managed to live your life and survive through hardship further solidifying your will.

You accepted the fate bestowed upon you and live your life in peace.

One day while washing your laundry at the riverbed, Emperor Alastair has stumbled upon you while he was out on a hunting trip with some nobles accompanying him.

You were minding your own business until an arrow was shot on your way ultimately landing on the poor hare in front of you.

You look up and see a dashing man grinning down at you, an amused glint in his eye as he introduces himself.

He thinks he had seen you before but could not pinpoint when and where but for him, Alastair could not believe he had coincidentally found a beautiful person such as you.

He believes that this is destiny, you are the one he will love and worship in his lifetime.

You are equally charmed by his gentlemanly gestures, quickly ensnaring your heart as you were captivated the same way as you did with him.

You converse for a little while until a group of nobles that accompanied him had appeared where one of them had recognized you.

The noble sneered as he started to mention who you were and started to degrade how desperate you are which effectively makes you cower a little.

The noble had mentioned that Alastair is the emperor startling you that you did not know he was the new emperor making you feel even more ashamed.

Little did you know, Alastair had a dark look in his eyes. Disgust and rage running through him as the noble continued to talk down on you.

You were going to be his beloved, the one who will rule by his side until you're all frail and gray.

Alastair stepped between and stares down at the noble, subtly insulting the noble's own lineage making him regret his mistakes.

Alastair then turns to you, his change of demeanor surprised you as he suggests to accompany you. You admit you were charmed by him and agreed.

He stayed at the village you live in, spending most of his time getting to know you completely winning your trust and affections.

At the last day of his hunting trip he had asked you to go back to him to the capital.

Even though you were reluctant and something has been nagging you to not go with him but due to his charms and you believe you were in love you followed him back to the capital.

As the carriage carries you away, you remembered the noble who insulted you on the first meeting with Alastair.

You curiously asked him and Alastair only smiled and replied that the noble had already gone back to the capital a few days early.

He tells you to not worry and only pulls you closer to him.

What you did not know the man who insulted you was already a decomposing body in the woods.

After a few days, you arrived back at the capital making you anxious due to the trauma.

Alastair felt you tensed up and tried to soothe you with his words and strokes on your skin, distracting you from time to time.

Hiding behind him from the stares was proven to be futile, as he is the emperor, it is natural all attention would be on him.

As you two were walking inside the palace, the servants and nobles lingering and passing by kept their eyes on you and they all began to glare and whisper again.

As you enter the throne room, you and Alastair were greeted by the former empress and emperor who immediately locked eyes with you.

Both of you bowed before the dowager empress and the former emperor, their eyes staring holes right through you.

Alastair rises with grace and a smile on his face. Your face falls as he introduces you as his lover. Everyone in the court gasped and the former emperor's face curled into anger.

His booming voice echoed throughout the entire room making you shake in fear.

He suggests that you should go back to where you came from or else you would tarnish the imperial family's great image.

Alastair chose to fight his love for you even though you haven't confessed to each other yet, you believe that you two had a connection.

Tears began to swell in your eyes but you would not want to let anyone see them fall so you ran away from everyone not knowing where your feet will take you.

You find a secluded place where you sit down to process what happened, questioning yourself whether you truly made the right choice to follow the man you love.

A few minutes later, Alastair finds you and embraces you tight against him.

He apologizes for startling you and declares that he truly loves you. From the bottom of his heart Alastair, is deeply in-love with you.

His father may call him obsessed but no one ever knows what he really feels. Anyone who thinks about separating you from him shall be eliminated.

He tells you not to care about what others say and before you say anything he cuts you off with a deep kiss which leads to you being brought to his chambers.

You strip each other out of your clothes feverishly, grabbing each other's flesh.

Alastair devours your lips in a breathless kiss, a string of saliva connecting you two as he parts away.

He looks down at you with lust and devotion evident in his eyes. He tells you that you're beautiful.

His hardened cock twitches against you, making you feel more aroused. The sight of his large cock makes you drool.

The precum oozing at the tip and the veins decorating the sides makes you want to worship him.

So you asked him to lay back and worship him. At first, he refuses to do so but when you start to stroke his cock he relents allowing you to go down on him.

As you start to worship his cock with kisses and licks, Alastair thinks he's going to go insane with how much pleasure he feels from being teased by you.

Eventually you take his tip into your mouth, curiously swirling your tongue around him before taking him inch by inch until you can't.

Your hands wrap around what you can't reach and you do your best to pleasure him. He starts to lose his composure at the sensation of your warm mouth wrapped around his cock.

He will surely lose his damn mind seeing you make eye contact with him. He couldn't help but hold onto your head as he nears his peak.

He loves the gagging sounds you produced and although it was sudden, you can't deny you loved how he took control.

Alastair brutally thrusts his hips into your warm mouth until he pulls out to paint your face with cum.

You gasp for air when he releases you, feeling your arousal intensify at the feeling of his cum dripping down your face.

He became hard again and this time he got on top of you. Alastair groans as he tells you how much he has waited to touch you and feel you.

He pushes inside you making you arch in pleasure. He fucks you mercilessly for the whole night surely making the whole empire hear your screams and moans.

The next day a servant came in and was shocked to discover the mess that your little endeavor with him caused.

Since then people knew that both you and the emperor often slept with each other causing chaos and solidifying your title as his lover.

There had been a time where he was supposed to meet another noble to become his empress. You were caught being fucked by him at the garden where the meeting place was supposed to be.

The poor woman had to see you being wrecked by the emperor.

You then earned a reputation as the Emperor's whore, a rather derogatory term which bothered you a little.

Alastair became more insatiable sometimes going at it for several hours at risky places.

He also went against his father and continued to cause ruckus.

The former emperor could not separate you from Alastair, he needed to take drastic measures to make you disappear.

Days later, the palace held a huge ball where you were invited at. You enjoyed your time sticking to Alastair, not giving a fuck about anyone and anything for as long as you're with him, you're alright.

Later, Alastair was called urgently making him grumble for being separated from you.

As you were walking towards a secluded balcony, you were suddenly hit in the head making you black out.

You blink your eyes until your vision clears and in front of you were soldiers looking down at you.

They began to beat you until you coughed blood and your body bloomed with bruises.

You were tortured until the sun rises, with your soul feeling hollow. They kept you in captivity where they would mistreat you badly you could not lift a finger.

A day later, you woke up with screams ringing in your ears. A loud bang came from the exit of the cell you were held in. There stood Alastair wearing an armor covered in blood.

He sees you and feels his heart being crushed into pieces at the state you're in.

Everything becomes a blur when he gently cradles you in his arms and guides you away from the cell.

He takes you back to the palace where he commands everyone to take care of you.

Alastair confronted his father who was behind your assassination.

Without a word, he slays his father where the empress dowager screamed in horror at the gruesome sight. Alastair then slays the older woman.

That day blood bathes the whole palace with the amount of bodies that experienced his wrath.

Everyone who he deems to take you away from him is eliminated.

Terror began to spread while at the same time he loomed over you watching your condition.

You slowly healed but every little mistake made by the servants and healers resulted in death.

One time a servant made a loud noise, which triggered you. The servant was immediately beheaded by Alastair himself.

After a while, he introduces you before the people as his official consort by marrying you, ending any marriage proposal sent to him.

Your family found out you were crowned consort and tried to pester you about it. Alastair deems them unworthy and blackmails them to keep them away from you.

In the end, he got you despite still being a little broken. He vows to nurse you back to your old self to the best of his abilities.

For now, he will hold you in his arms and love you till the day he dies.

mean prince

description: yandere prince x fem reader, yandere prince x princess, arranged marriage, toxicity, angst? cheating, when I wanna write sad things I listen to sad songs, it helps me loll

You stood before your betrothed, safely locking away any emotions that would cause you to scream and run away from this awful situation.

You didn’t want to be married to him! You didn’t want to be here! You just wanted to go back home.

Why weren’t you in your own kingdom, tending to your beautiful garden and doing your princess duties like usual. Why did this scum of a kingdom have to take over yours? And why were you being married to this awful prince.

His empty cold stare only made you shiver even more in this cold full church. You were too dazed to realize he had finished his fabricated vows until your mother snapped at you from the front row of seats. You hastily said those two words of imprisonment before having to give up your first kiss along with your life.

Even the wedding night was empty and cold, he wasn’t with you. You could only wonder in the uncomfortable setting on what he could possibly be doing to not spend the first night with his wife.

You stopped caring about what he could be doing and should be doing after that night. You decided you would act like a perfect wife, one that listened and did her duties to sit and look pretty.

You would lovingly speak to him as if you weren’t just trying to make this marriage easier. You would craft him cute gifts, like a new coat or shirt! You were also taught how to work with wood so you even created him a new handle for his knife!

This was before Xavier shut down all ideas of you continuing to work with wood.

“Stop working with wood, it’s unladylike! You should stay in your room where you’re supposed to be and be a regular wife. You certainly don’t want me to go and tell my mother and father that you’re not listening, right?” His tone was condescending like he was speaking to a small child.

You knew he had power of you, and lots of it. You didn’t want your family to get in trouble so you quickly stopped and continued trying to be the best wife you could be. Even if you cried yourself to sleep every night at the thought of you having to try and please him the next day.

He did that all the time though, smacking away any type of love you tried giving to him. If it was wrapped up then he would toss it away, if it was something romantic then he would push you away, telling you that he wasn’t interested today. Nothing seemed to pique his interests.

Except for the copious amount of women he was bringing into his room almost every night. You knew it was happening but you kept quiet, he probably didn’t even want to marry you either but likely had to for the succession of his parent’s kingdom taking over your family’s.

It was annoying though, it was annoying you every night when you would see him laughing and chatting with a gorgeous woman that would enter his room where you would have to hear the moans and whimpers of before another one came the next night.

That’s where you decided none of your efforts would work to please him so why would you continue?

He wasn’t worth your time!

If he was going to cheat then so could you!

You stopped giving Xavier gifts, affection and you definitely stopped asking him to consummate the marriage. You even brought along your own men to play with when you were bored.

It was honestly freeing to finally have peace with the fact that you didn’t have to wake up bright and early, being dressed by maids with puffy and heavy dresses that were probably the most expensive you’ve ever seen. It was even better when you realized you didn’t have to talk to him anymore!

When Xavier started noticing these differences he didn’t say anything at first. He could care less that you weren’t trying anymore. Until something nagged at him. Why weren’t you doing it anymore?

Did you stop loving him? Or did you never love him in the first place?

It honestly pissed him off even more when he started realizing that you were bringing men into your room as well. He hated hearing all the noises and words that came out of your room. He shouldn’t be hearing them from a different room. He should be with you.

He tried acting like it didn’t bother him. As if it didn’t the room didn’t feel empty without seeing you across the table in your seat. Even if he wasn’t talking to you, you would speak about what you did the past day and how the garden has been going.

That was pretty much the only thing he allowed you to do that seemed “wife like” which was to tend to the garden and water the flowers. Of course, the gardener could do that but it wouldn’t be the same to see your hard work pursue onto the beautiful blooming flowers.

Now that you weren’t giving him love or any thoughtful gifts, he felt odd. He wanted you to treasure him as your strong and handsome husband. He wanted you to love him again! He had no clue he would miss your affection so much until it was finally being taken away from him.

The roles were now reversed, Xavier would gift you the richest of silk, along with beguiling jewelry, with no avail, of course. You were finally happy with how the situation was and now he wanted to fix it?

You’d wake up to a new bouquet of roses at your bedside everyday. You never threw the plant gifts away because they were still alive and it wasn’t worth killing them just because you hated your husband.

“Hello my love, how did you sleep?” Xavier perked up at you entering the dining room, earlier than usual! You must have started warming up to his presence!

“Fine..” You tried rubbing the sleepiness out of your eyes after plopping down in the dining room chair. Today the maids dressed you up in a bewitching pink dress with golden patterns running all around.

“Would you like to sit closer? It feels rather odd having you so far away” He pat the seat closest to him, needing to feel your presence.

You mumbled an okay and attempted to bring your plate with you but a servant did that for you, quickly placing it before you once you sat down.

“I missed having you so close, remember the last time we were this close?” He held your hand in his much larger ones, kissing the top of yours.

“Our wedding? That was two weeks ago” You stared at him puzzled on why he’s been so affectionate lately. Maybe he finally wants to be a good husband but what caused this sudden switch?

“Mhm, I missed your touch” He held both of your hands and intertwined his fingers with yours. He really seemed like he craved your touch right now. You just couldn’t put your finger on why.

“Is there something you needed?” You took your hands out from his grasp and he tried hiding his disappointed frown.

“No, I just wanted to see my gorgeous wife, is that so wrong of me?” His grin widened seeing how you looked this morning. Sleepy, yet so graceful.

“The same wife that you’ve been cheating on since the start of your marriage? Or is it also the same one that you ignored too?” You scoffed at him trying to attempt at being affectionate. It was out of character for someone like him.

“Well, I’m not sure why you’re mentioning that right now when you’ve done the same! Anyways though, I wanted to talk about finally consummating our marriage” His popping vein on his forehead signaled his anger at the topic of you cheating as well but you didn’t notice anything other than his tone.

“Hah, you’re very humorous” You were in disbelief that now he wanted to act like the perfect husband. You got up, picking up your dress as to not wrinkle it under the sudden movement. You were definitely awake now.

“I’m being serious, what’s so funny about that?” he followed close beside you, as the two of you walked down the enormous hallways of his kingdom.

“Now you want to do that? Noww you do” You couldn’t help but laugh in his face once he looked at you. You couldn’t believe him one bit.

He spent the entire day trying to convince you, even if you made witty remarks and obvious insults, he’d just brush them off with a kiss on your cheek or compliment. He’d do anything to try and make you trust him.