R3linx - 𓂃𓈒𓍼ོ𓂃𓈒

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╰┈➤ characters...•`S. MANJIRO [MIKEY], R. KEN [DRAKEN], M. TAKASHI, M CHIFUYU´•.

ᴘᴀʀᴛ. 1; ᴘᴀʀᴛ. 2

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... no one's perfect, neither them, so here's their issues in your loving relationship. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,9k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... tw! disturbing content, gender neutral reader, obsession, manipulation, emotional dependence, overprotection, toxic relationship ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇲​​🇦​​🇳​​🇯​​🇮​​🇷​​🇴​. [​🇲​​🇮​​🇰​​🇪​​🇾​] 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｌｏｎｅｌｉｎｅｓｓ ｉｎｄｕｃｔｉｏｎ '

‘they induce mental trauma into their love interest’s head in order to push them away from others. they make themselves out to be their love interest’s best option, making the love interest believe that all the others will betray them and that the yandere is the only one who can be trusted, but they actually just want to isolate their love interest. they destroy relationships and ruin families to get their love interest as isolated and vulnerable as possible.’

“trust in me… you trust in me, y/n… right?” mikey’s dark orb fixated on your face, seeking out your reply. little nod. he smiled. “that’s my girl.. i just want what’s best for you..” you push your face in his firm chest, the cloth of his shirt sticking to your face thanks to your fresh tears, smudged across your face.

“the word’s cruel, darlin’… and i’m the only one, who wants your well-being..” mikey cooed, his palm glided across your -compared to his- small back over and over again.

in his point of view, he had to cut you away from everything that isn’t him and everything that could make you leave him. to accomplish this nothing was too much, no money and no time mattered. only you. he would rather die, than paint his hands with the crimson fluid and you knew about this. we all know how much power and influence he held at his service, and so it was piece of cake to get done easily anything, without him getting involved. minions were perfect to do the work for him. take someone’s life and then have your dear father take the case? crashing down your family into pieces? they did it for mikey within a whistle. you’ve drifted away from one friend after another. they were bad people, the news and rumors about them was unstoppable. it left you shocked, they would never do this.. right?

it felt like he was all you had, no family, no friend.. you changed they changed for the bad. and mikey was the one who brought spotlight to it. his being was better than anything, the way he cared about you… made you forget about his manipulation.

but mikey never failed you, he was the one. always. just stay still and look as pretty and vulnerable as you can so he can save you from those filthy people you call your ‘relatives’, it would be such a damn shame you getting involved with them.

‘he’s bad’ they say. ‘he’s manipulating you’. liars. mikey wouldn’t do that. you are so grateful for him in your life. he’s like a guiding light, day after day, he’s the only person in your life you trust to the end and back.

as you hug your one, face buried in the crook of his neck seeking out safety, his lips slightly curve into smile. he holds your body against his. “i’ll always be here.. pretty girl...”

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🇰​​🇪​​🇳​. [​🇩​​🇷​​🇦​​🇰​​🇪​​🇳​] 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｔｒａｉｎｉｎｇ '

‘they will punish and torture their love interest if they think they did something they shouldn’t or when they don’t act like wanted to give them a lesson. these yanderes use methods that are usually pretty morbid and painful, some could even leave permanent damage to the love interest. they will then “reward” the love interest when they finally do something wanted of them.’

he takes ahold of your chin, pressing a quick smooch on your skin.

“i’m so, so, so proud of you, love..” he leaves those soothing words hanging in the air. draken took special care to praise you for every little gesture that brought him joy in your behavior. it filled his heart with pure loving, knowing you were so obedient and faithful. it took him so damned long time and so much effort to form you this way. dealing with you was hard at first, the way you would make the typical teenager and draken would be the worrying mom.

he wasn't afraid to punish. punishment meant new lesson for you and like that, slowly and steadily you grew into what you are now. a dog. a respectful and respected human being. they looked at you, they thought you are weird. they thought he's weird. oh how much they were wrong, he did everything for your sake. it was painful, but it served your progression. bruises covered your neck, down to your ankles. others weren't allowed to see it. those bruises were only for his eyes, it was like trophies. he knew he had forged you into what you are now, and it made him proud.

even so, he wasn't cruel. rewards was also something he loved giving to you and did with so much happiness. you meant the literal word for him, he would do everything that he's capable of, now listen to him and everything will be so happy around you and not a single problem in your life will be left. the fantasy of leaving him got pushed out of your mind at the very beginning. it's a topic you don't want to bring up again, for your sake. blaming others for laying a hand on you? the best solution would be to train you to avoid contact with everyone but him. this way, he doesn't have to hurt them and the 'losing you' thought would be solved too. everyone's happy!

draken kisses your lips softly. you loved this side, when all he did was praising you for your good work. you learned with time that obeying is so much effective, than resisting. resting in his strong embrace, forgetting everything and everyone that isn't him was the best decision.

​⋆⭒˚｡⋆ 🇹​​🇦​​🇰​​🇦​​🇸​​🇭​​🇮​. 𓆩❤︎𓆪

'ｐｒｏｔｅｃｔｉｖｅ '

‘they see everything and everyone as a threat for the love interest. they will use extreme methods to get rid of other “dangerous” people permanently, and even punish and torture them for the harm they did to the love interest, even if they didn’t really do all that much. feeling that the love interest is fragile, pure or vulnerable, and that everyone else can taint or hurt them, the yanderes finally decide to take care of it themselves and protect the love interest, getting rid of all “bad people” near them for the sake of their love interest and at any cost.’

the doors clicking sound could be heard only in the night’s darkness. it was 2:05am, -you glanced at the clock- blankets were all over your body, that was the only thing keeping you warm by the lack of his body next to yours. small steps echoed in the house, it was him. he finally arrived home. you exhaled a long breath of relief.

while you tried to find peace in your mind to get at least a blink of sleep, takashi furiously and hastily dragged out the contents of the black bag, dropped over his shoulder. drenched white shirt landed on the bathroom floor along with a few metal stool. how he had to take matters into his own hand, made him go nuts, what a nuisance to take care of, instead of being next to you on the soft sheets, having heartfelt conversations and talking all night long, his body perfectly fitting with yours in his arms. his lavender locks tangling into yours, his chest softly rising up and down under you head.

you just waited patiently for takashi all day and night, to return back from his work and finally be with you. and so you did now too, eyes now got used to the dark, staring at the door, counting the seconds and minutes till he steps inside.

hand stinging through the gloves from the bleach, slowly burning holes in the fabric and scratching the very skin. eyebrows furrowed at first in concentration, now from pain. he squeezed the remaining water out of the cloth. hopeless. better get rid of it all tomorrow morning, before you get any hint of what could have happened. the lilac tip of his hair now red, rosy cheeks now bloodstained. dragging his tired legs over to a quick shower. the dried fluid now snaking its way down the drain, a grunt falls from his chapped lips. a few minutes after, stopping the tap, he steps out of the shower. he feels new and fresh, the metallic smell now completely gone.

by 2:54am he happily climbs beside you in gray sweatpants, the hem of it sitting lowly at his waist, shoving his v-line. you immediately rolled over to face him, steam still covering his whole, without a thought of where had he been, with a delighted smile, you place your head to his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat. strong fingers curling the strands of your hair, drifting off to sleep. he humms deeply. this was what he wanted to protect at all cost.

⋆⭒˚｡⋆ ​🇨​​🇭​​🇮​​🇫​​🇺​​🇾​​🇺​.​ 𓆩❤︎𓆪

' ｄｅｐｅｎｄｅｎｃｅ'

‘wishing for their love interest to be able to know that they make a difference in the lives of their dependence yandere partner/spouse, they seek to be vulnerable around their love interest by depending on them. this can range from stupidly simple things, like constantly dropping or forgetting something, behaving like an idiot — often times subconsciously so, to claiming that they’d die without their love interest (although that’s obviously false)..’

‘she won’t leave me… she won’t leave me.. she won’t leave me.. she won’t-’ the words echoed in chifuyu’s head, like a broken record. his orbs staring into the void,- sitting on the edge of the bed, knuckles white from the way he gripped the sheets next to him.

“chifuyu!” you exclaimed, entering the room. as if all the life came back to his soul, he shot up his head to turn his attention towards you.

"my sunshine..” the boy muttered. he didn’t realize the moment he felt your presence next to his body. warm fingers grazed the line of his face. somehow he seemed ever so sad, just like on other days, when you weren’t in his company. those moments were suffocating for chifuyu. without your loving and caring soul, heart and body, his life felt empty and pointless. it was a hassle to get you in his possession, now he has to make sure to keep you. he can’t lose you. he has to keep you beside him. the constant fear of losing you would never leave his mind free, the uncontrollable clinging to you has turned into madness and so the self-pitying had started.

his voice dropped to a raspy tone. “i…” breathing out, chifuyu intentionally turns his head away from your gaze. with your palm, you made him facing you. “i.. don’t want to lose you..” green eyes filled with forged sorrow, you wrap your gentle arms around his neck, pulling him closer to your chest in a comforting manner. in his sitting position and how you stand in front of him, between his legs, he closes them, trapping you in. you ignore it, placing your chin on top of his head. now his lips has curled into a grin from ear to ear. he runs his arms around your waist, you don’t struggle in his clasp. it seems so welcoming to you, as if he’s manipulating your mind and body, you feel attached to him-but not as much as he is to you.- you have to take care of him, not in a child-like way. he craved your love, he was so sweet, you just couldn't deny it from him.

you never saw harm in him, he wouldn’t be able to hurt anybody, and especially not you. he makes the perfect boyfriend and significant other in your eyes. -and that’s exactly he want you to think.- chifuyu is fragile without you, do NOT even think about leaving or breaking up. and if you do, to your regret the anguish, bitterness and agony will swallow you up whole. he will make sure it does.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters...•`MITSUYA TAKASHI´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS...tired you after a long week, waited him with your embrace in the bed, unfortunately for you, he just wasn't there. ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT...0,5k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS..., fluff, gender neutral reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

after a hellish week at work, coming home on a friday night was the best thing that could happen to you. shoes kicked off at the entrance, stumbling into the house on bare feet. a grunt slips out from between your lips, just when you hear him calling out for you-

“y/n?” the boy says softly. “sugar!..” takashi exclaims, while suddenly sliding his arms around you casually. his voice serves as a balm to your senses, senses-which lost all of their strength throughout the days. “hi..” leaning into your touch, he murmurs those words. your legs have taken root in the ground, wanting anything but break away from the comfort of his warm chest pressed to your head.

finally reaching your shared bed, slumping down on it in some thin shirt and shorts, exhaling the remaining breath you held in for some time, you closed your eyes when you realized the lack of warmth next to you. your barefoot touched the ground again, taking silent steps towards takashi’s working room. you carefully opened the door, only for you to peek in.

you see him still leaning over his desk, gently sewing on what looks like a light blue silk fabric from afar. there’s complete darkness in the room, only his face illuminated by the dim orange light of the lamp. black rimmed glasses sat on the bridge of his nose, dropping forward a little from the angle at which he held his head. takashi’s lavender locks falls into his sight here and there, a focused expression on his face. you can’t help, but fix your sight at him- till the point he notices you out of the blue. he twists his head towards you, his lips curving upwards now at the sight of you admiring him. the realization jolts you that you’ve been staring and blush immediately starts to spread across your face.

takashi leans backwards on the chair, putting down his work on the table in front of him. “why are you up so late?..” smooth tone caresses your ear. the purple haired boy pats his thigh with one hand silently. your breath hitches but you collect yourself and drag your tired legs over, eventually stopping next to him. his palm found the small of your back, helping you into his lap. hands sliding down and guiding your legs so it hugs his sides. “hm?” he lets out the sound when you remember that you forgot to give answer to his question.

“i missed you… and-”

“and?” he raises an eyebrow, orbs fixated on you, analyzing your expressions.

“and… and that’s all..” you finish it off in the end, your head now leaned over into the nape of his neck. “i just wanted you beside me in the bed..” the words sent shivers down his spine as you breath them against his hot skin. takashi’s muscles tense around you, hugging you ever so tightly, leaving wet kisses from your chin, trailing them down, then they die out at your collarbone.

“‘guess i’ll just finish this another day..” low grunt rolls from his throat but it turns into his so beautiful chuckle.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters... .•`GEKKO´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... my dating headcannons about him; what would it be like to date with him ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 1,0k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... fluff, slight nsfw (tw!), mentions of smut, boyfriend!gekko, gender neutral reader ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER...​ reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

a/n:here's some headcannons of the protocol's best boy and my main main since he came out, mateo. i will call him mateo through the whole stuff bc i feel better that way. will be nsfw hcs [TW] but mostly fluff about your relationship with him and if or if not you're his 'partner' in the valorant protocol.

⋆˙.’ if you're friends with him with him, he wouldn't afraid to be clingy -not too clingy- but since he's a chill guy i think this would be his love language, even if you're just friends.

⋆˙.’ he's blind. like, he wouldn't realize if you're in love with him. if some of his friends say it to him, he might just laugh it off awkwardly; like there's no way you could fall for him.

⋆˙.’ mateo's a gentleman. in every. possible. way. he might be sometimes a little 'wild' but in the end he will help you out or protect you in any situation.

⋆˙.’ he has a lot of girl friends, -by the cause of him being so cheerful to girls and not treating them differently.-

⋆˙.’ if he has a crush on you he's very awkward about it. everyone would notice it. even you. and the worst part is that he doesn't even know about it that you see through him. he thinks that he acts naturally but no. he's total weird.

⋆˙.’ mateo will treat you differently. he would want to be with you more often, not like before that. he's gonna blush at everything what you do with or around him.

⋆˙.’ his habits will leap into your life, not as much like being in a relationship with him but it will be very noticeable.

⋆˙.’ since he doesn't recognise love, he doesn't have any ulterior motive with girl friendships.

⋆˙.’ he wants to keep you away from battles if possible but he knows it's impossible even if you're not an agent so he will teach you the basics and how to defend yourself.

⋆˙.’ mateo would show his worry for you if you get injured in a battle. he doesn't think that's a weakness and it's important to show your feelings. would always take care of your scars and help you out if needed.

⋆˙.’ if you're his significant other he would be more affectionate towards you. too much pda isn't his thing but he wouldn't be afraid to show off his girl in front of others.

⋆˙.’ like i said his love language is physical touch so he often makes sure to be close to you. it would calm him down. even if you're in the same room as him, it's more than enough for mateo.

⋆˙.’ scratches. on his back or behind his ear and he will melt like butter.

⋆˙.’ he's the golden retriever type of boyfriend.

⋆˙.’ so this man makes sure that one of his limbs or something has contact with your body in his sleep. often interlocks your fingers with his. it's like a habit he can't sleep without.

⋆˙.’ ofcourse the best is when your whole body is against his.

⋆˙.’ at the beginning of the relationship, when cuddling and spooning, you often felt the mini him poking you. he didn't knew about this until you flinched away every time and he got flustered. at that time he apologized every day because of that to which you just giggled and shook your head and he became even more red.

⋆˙.’ he's not the jealous type or he just doesn't show it that much while he's going insane in his head. this or that, no in-between.

⋆˙.’ if he's in the easy going mood he wouldn't be vocal about it in front of you but he's gonna act cold. a little reassuring and a few kisses here and there and he's as sweet as before.

⋆˙.’ on the contrary there are times when even his patience runs out. and when that happens. well. if we wanna describe it, then i would say he's still not in the menace area but he would rather fuck out his anger on you. he's not angry with you but the other guy who was hitting on you or smth, -or himself if he had a bad day and this would trigger this anger out-

⋆˙.’ couple arguments. yeah. you can't argue with him. he won't yell back most of the times so you get even more frustrated and he knows that. he's not going to raise his voice cuz he knows it's not the best feeling being yelled at. if he wants to annoy you it's enough for him to just be silent.

⋆˙.’ but when he's not in mood for that mateo's gonna sit you down on the couch or somewhere and talk it out in a calm manner. he thinks that's the best solution and not throwing around slurs he will regret later.

⋆˙.’ not a horny animal. -most of the times- so don't expect too much from him in bed. the pace and strenght depends on mood and ofcourse on you, he wouldn't do something unless both of you want it.

⋆˙.’ praises. damn he loves praises so much. he's a sucker for those. don't be afraid to give voice to it how much you love him. how good he is. he will love that and yeah at first he got embarrassed, but as time went on he learned to get used to it and now he even encourages you to let it out those sweet sounds.

⋆˙.’ will praise you too but a lil shy about his moans so usually he tries to be silent.

⋆˙.’ totally a whimper guy. believe me.

⋆˙.’ will be grabbing you around or mostly your waist to steady himself while moving.

⋆˙.’ wasn't into quickies but time is money and he can't say no to his body's desires so he had to get satisfied with those.

⋆˙.’ loves giving orals. receiving is okay too but he prefers the first. loves to please you and if he could he would stay between those soft thighs of yours all night and day long.

⋆˙.’ fav pose is prob missionary. loves seeing your face in pleasure and if he gets too embarrassed he can hide his face in the crook of your neck.

⋆˙.’ if you have the time for that, be sure that he's gonna tease the words out of you. he wants to hear exactly what you want him to do with you.

⋆˙.’ mateo can be very freaky sometimes and do questionable things even in public. like keeping his fingertips on your inner thighs under the table and we can't forget the classic dirty talk which also wasn't something that he would do at the start but he got the girlfriend effect.

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!

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╰┈➤ characters... .•`ITOSHI RIN´•.

˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ SYNOPSIS... you went to unimaginable depths for him. so giving him your body was not a big deal, until it totally broke you. now what should you do? ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WORDCOUNT... 0,8k ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ WARNINGS... angst(tw), meantions of smut(act not described), nonbinary reader, slight cursing, one sided love, agedup! rin ˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡ OTHER... reblogs, likes and requests are appreciated!

“what? me needing you?” he lifted one of his eyebrows. lips still pressed in a straight, thin line. “you must be dreaming, y/n.” were the words that banged through your brain all day and night. your eyes shot open, chest rising and falling at a fast pace. 

“fuck…” you cursed in a murmur. the thin fabric of your pajamas sticked to your chest from the cold sweat. still in a lying position, your arm landed on your right side. ‘cold sheets..’ you looked outside, the moon’s ray entered into your room dimly by the clouds covering it. 

after a sharp inhale then outhale, wiping away your tears before they could break their way on your face, the phone on the nightstand vibrated with messages. you turned over, checking it instantly. it was him. it was really rin this time.

“sorry for leaving so early. got things to do.” yeah. things.. his girlfriend probably missed her, it was better if he leaves anyway. you couldn’t get up. you didn’t want to see the traces of him all around in your bed. the mess he left you in. but you felt it. you still felt his filthy touch on your skin.

the obsession never got the best out of you. you fell. he didn’t. you loved. he didn’t. you wanted to be close to him. he tried to push you away. you couldn’t forget him. he couldn’t get rid of you because passion blinded you.

‘i got what i wanted, no? i did… then why am i so… so-’ you bit your lower lip, then continue remembering how you got here, in your bed, 3 a.m., seeing your thighs’ outline under the blankets. his scent got rubbed on you. how disgusting, yet sweet scent.

“don’t follow me. don’t come near me, y/n. you’re in the way of my career and life. i don’t need love.” ‘says the liar with a lover..’ you thought and gulped when he finally spoke to you. yes. he spoke to you, but these are not the words you were expecting nor you wanted to hear. he was your everything. not in a crazy shit way like pictures of him in your room, but it was hard to get him out of your head. then a regrettable idea popped into your head.

“if i can’t have your heart… can i have your body?” you looked determined. he scoffed. “you’re kidding-”

“i am not, rin.” a few seconds of silence passed. he frowned in disappointment. “i know that your girlfriend isn’t willing to do it with you.”

"don’t bring her up now." his tone got sharper. you flinched, it was almost like a blade.

"I understand.. that you don't want me like you want her but.. if we could try it.."

“..so you want me to..”

“yes. exactly.”

“but i don’t love you.” his lips curled into a snicker smile, like he could laugh at you, just because you were yearning for him and his touch. “you’re pathetic… okay.”

‘i don’t want to be used anymore’

‘but i will lose him…

‘he was never yours.’

your fingers tangled into your hair in frustration. you went through this almost every night when you were with him. you could do so much better but instead you’re having breakdown with his semen between your legs. his deep eyes gave you the hope every time, that one day… maybe one day, after breaking your heart countless times, your time will come. but why did you thought of something so stupid? you wanted his love. how? out of pity? but what if he doesn’t pity…

“don’t be stupid.“ after that night, determination settled into your mind. the cup filled and you got enough of all the ‘i don’t know her, what are you talking about?’ and ‘we’re just two strangers enjoying their life. nothing much and nothing less, you should get that into your brain. you’re not my first choice.” ‘i’m not his first choice..’ all your dignity got thrown out of the window and smashed into pieces. this time you realized, that the rin you got so much fond of was only a stupid image in your head and after time, you got attached to it. to his smell. to his skin. to his mesmerizing green locks and orbs. the way you imagined him smiling when looking at you. “why would i do that?”

“out of pity… maybe…” your throat were soar, the talking was hard, steam runned across your forehead, lips trembling, eyes avoiding his gaze.

“i thought you knew it.” he groaned.

“what?..”

“you’re truly despicable. ‘pity’? i don’t think so, it was more like… using you out.” you knew that. you knew that he wasn’t going to feel sorry for your stupid love for him. rin saw the potential sex partner in you. he was thinking with his dick. but this hit you like a car. so what’s now–

“what’s now? do you want to continue this or not?”

‘do i? will this ever change?’

𓂃 ࣪˖ ִֶָ 𓈈 ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒᵖʸ, ᵐᵒᵈⁱᶠʸ ᵒʳ ᵘᵖˡᵒᵃᵈ ᵐʸ ʷᵒʳᵏ ᵃˢ ʸᵒᵘʳˢ!