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Cutey for you! | Yan Cute boy best friend x you
Characters: Jesse
Summary: Your cute best friend just adores you with all his heart.
Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness, violence
a/n: This and Yakuza boss tied so
Yan Cute Bestie who has known you since kindergarten. Your parents knew each other so it was only natural that the two of you would become best friends. You always made sure he wasn't alone during play time and recess
Yan Cute Bestie who makes sure that all your classes are the same during middle school and high school22. It doesn't matter if the electives he chose suck, as long as you're there with him.
Yan Cute Bestie plays up the cute factor to keep you around him, wanting you to pick him as a partner during projects and hanging out with lunch.
Yan Cute Bestie who pouts and act like a sad puppy when you decide to work alone. What do you mean you can handle things on your own? No you can't! You need him! He needs you!
Yan Cute Bestie gets pissed off when he sees you expanding the friend group. This was only meant to be a duo, not this amalgamation of strangers that he doesn't trust.
Yan Cute Bestie tries his best to make it clear to the group that you were off limits. When they try to bring it up to you, you play devil's advocate saying how you've known him for a long time, and he's just clingy.
Yan Cute Bestie gets you matching Sanrio hair clips when it's your birthday, using this as a way to stake his claim on you and show others that they could never have the synergy that he has with you.
Yan Cute Bestie who puffs his cheeks up whenever he's annoyed or jealous. You can't help but tease him and compare him to a puffer fish. Not that you would notice, but it makes his heart flutter when you do.
Yan Cute Bestie much like a puffer fish has his poisons and dangers. He takes down those who confess to you and whines to you mid-confession, making the other person uncomfortable.
Yan Cute Bestie clings to you even more when he sees how eye catching you've become to the other students. He glares at those who gaze at you for too long or seem to have their hands linger more than they should.
Yan Cute Bestie who has no need for stalking when he can just walk into your house whenever he wants because your parents trust him enough. He uses this as an advantage when he sees you talking to others
Yan Cute Bestie often brings up how nice it would be to have your parents as in laws and refers to them as such. Your parents are completely oblivious to the seriousness he carries with his words.
Yan Cute Bestie brings you to shopping malls and to wedding boutiques for "funnzies" and wants to take pictures with you in wedding attire. This is just him planning for a future wedding with you.
Yan Cute Bestie comforts you when you end up crying. Disney movie marathon with him to stop the tears and then gossiping with each other over popcorn as he does your nails.
Yan Cute Bestie is easily anxious when you two get invited to parties due to the friends you made. He wasn't necessarily invited but after some convincing he got his invite.
Yan Cute Bestie takes this chance at the party to tell everyone around him that he was your plus one, relishing the jealous eyes and the disbelief that such a cute boy like him could land someone like you.
Yan Cute Bestie whose heart ultimately shatters when he sees you with the school's delinquent. An uncomfortable new feeling bubbles up within him when he sees you being pinned to the wall by this asshole who thinks he can get his filthy hands on you.
Yan Cute Bestie cries to you a couple of days after the party, accusing you of cheating to your friend group and making them side with him. He doesn't even give you a chance to explain.
Yan Cute Bestie takes this opportunity to finally break you away from the friend group and make everyone around you question even talking to you.
Yan Cute Bestie thinks he's finally won you, but realizes that he'll need to put more effort in when he sees the same delinquent comforting you and offering some form of friendship.
Yan Cute Bestie is about to fight one of the most dangerous and feared guy in school just to keep you away from him. You're not meant to be anyone elses. He is who he is for you. He acted all innocent and cute for you.
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Once upon a Dream || Yan GB Sleeping Beauty x GN Reader
Characters: Rory
Summary: A cursed prince with no social know how
Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness
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Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who first met you when the King and Queen were celebrating his birth. A christening. You were very young, but you barely remember it in your current days. You do, however, remember the Dark Fairy Queen that had placed a curse onto this enchanting newborn as revenge against the King who had wronged her.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who ends up being kept away in a hidden cottage in the forest with the three good fairies as his protectors. All throughout his life, he grew up without knowing of his royal prestige. He found great comfort in the forest and the little critters within it. He did wander quite a lot when he had finished his chores.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who grows up beautifully and full of kindness for everyone and everything around him. He has an ethereal aura around him, and he handles everything with great care. It would make anyone who saw swoon. However, he has a lack of social interaction due to living deep in the woods and the only people around him are his caretakers.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who memorizes the forest from just exploring in his free time. He knows where the best berries, fruit, and wild vegetables are. Along with the best wild flowers grow. It was an average day when he found a scared, lost horse with a saddle on it. He approached the horse with a calm, steady hand in front of him. He placed the hand on the horse's face and tried his best to soothe it.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who follows the now calmed horse to a clear field of grass and wild flowers. There was also a clear view of the castle that was in the distance. His “aunties” had told him stories about the castle and the King. They also told him stories about the villages that surrounded the kingdom. He was so caught up in watching the castle, he didn't hear or notice the rustling behind him.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who becomes startled when he sees you running toward the horse. You looked soaked, and your clothes stuck to your skin in all the right places. He was flustered by not another human in the forest, but by the fact that you looked so enchanting. He remained silent as he watched you fuss over your horse. The care for your animal is very clear to him.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who is brought out of his trance when you walk up to him with your horse following you. You were so sweet when you thanked him for watching your horse as well as calming the horse down. You go on to explain you were bucked off your horse because they were spooked. Your voice when you spoke to him was so soft. His heart was fluttering. He wanted you to stay so he could hear your voice more and to befriend you.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who finds himself missing you over the next few days. Even when he's asleep he has dreams of you, as if he has met you some time before. There was so much longing in his heart. This is so different for him. He was acting so much out of character that even his “aunties” took notice. Rory would go out for long hours and not come home till the sun had set. What was he doing? They were worried that the Dark Fairy Queen would find him, but they couldn't share their concerns with him.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who becomes so excited when he sees a familiar horse. He runs up to you, his face all aglow from excitement. He starts to gush about missing you. He doesn't know how to converse with another person, but he's trying. He's all blushy in front of you. He helps you off your horse with a gentle hand. Even touching you is awkward. He keeps a hold of your hand and drags you through the forest. He talks so much about his knowledge of the forest he's lived in all his life in hopes that you would be impressed.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who ends up ranting to you about his interests. He shares things he remembers from his childhood, funny stories that involved his “aunties”. He didn't know when or how to stop. He just spilled everything to you. But to his joy, you were listening with a smile. He wanted so badly for his “aunties” to meet you. However, whenever he seemed to bring up this enchanting stranger in conversations, they would show so much hesitance. It didn't matter anyway. He was happy to just spend time with you.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who asks you a bunch of questions about the village and the castle of the kingdom. You tell him the stories of a prince that was cursed when you were younger. You don't remember the name of the prince, but you're glad to share it as best as you remember. You also tell him that you're not from this kingdom but a different one. You entertain him with stories about your kingdom and what it was like. He is so happy to listen.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who becomes very upset when you disappear for a couple of months. He feels completely betrayed that he's left alone just to wait for you to come back. Well, hope for you to come back. His “aunties” share with him that you were most likely visiting from another kingdom. He cries and begs for you to come back. He was acting as if you died. Those were very long weeks for everyone within the cabin.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who has his animal friends of the forest help him feel better while you're away. This usually entailed dancing with Rory and listening to his fantasies about you. He also had an increase of dreams about you. They were usually the same thing. You would come find him and whisk him away to your kingdom where the two of you lived together and had a family of your own. He acted very much like a love sick fool. Sometimes the Dark Fairy Queen's crow would take notice when he was watching over the boy.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who is so happy when you come back to him after a few more months of your absence. You apologizes profusely about leaving so suddenly without giving him a goodbye. Rory was so grateful that you cared about his feelings this much. He forgives you with a tight hug. What shocked him the most was that his "aunties" were right. You were just visiting. But what made his mind explode the most was that you were visiting the King and Queen. He hoped that the prince you had told him about didn't take you from him.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who clings to you even more now that you're back. He gives you updates that he thought you would find important. Little things that happened in his daily life. He shared his overwhelming longing for you to come back and the dreams he had of you. It bothered him so much that you couldn't see him everyday. Like when you did when you were visiting. That's when his eyes lit up when an idea popped into his head.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who decides that he'll go with you the next time you leave to go home. He declares it out loud for all to hear within the forest. He doesn't give you any chance to argue. He runs immediately after his declaration to share his decision with his “aunties”. He skips to his secret cottage, not taking any notice of the pair of eyes with wings that follow him.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who becomes utterly distraught when his “aunties” deny him to let him leave. They were very adamant about not letting him leave with a stranger. They never met you and they couldn't take any chances. He becomes so upset that he runs out the cabin and declares that he would run away with you. He runs through the forest to try to find you.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who finds you in a secluded lake alone. You looked just as enchanting as he did when you two first met. You were watching the ducks swim around. You must have tried to find him, but got lost along the way. However, his eyes scan over you and his face falls. You were surrounded by crows. There was one large crow that was much bigger than the rest perched on your shoulder.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who can't help but find the scene unsettling. When all the crows turn to look at him his back shivers. You follow the crows' gazes to see your blonde haired friend standing not too far away. He fights against the unnerving feeling and runs to you. The crows let out a deathly caw as they're scared away into the tree tops. He throws his arms around you, hugging you as tight as possible. He sobs against your chest.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who startles you with his change of moods. He was just so happy moments ago and ow he's this sobbing mess that has a deathly grip on your body. He was so cheery and was planning to leave with you, even if you didn't agree. He hiccups between his words as he tries his best to explain to you how his “aunties” don't want him to leave with you. However, he twists the story to make it seem like his “aunties” were the villains. This was all in hopes of you agreeing with him. You don't though, and he hates you for it.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who sees you leave the forest once more. He hates how you have to go partake in some royal's birthday when his is tomorrow. Why couldn't you have stayed for him? As he watches, his eyes never leave your figure. Tears well, and he slowly makes his way back to the cabin with his “aunties”. There they tell him that he's actually a prince. The fairies tell him of his true past and the curse that was placed upon him. The more he's told the more his trust breaks. By nighttime, he's in a carriage to the castle.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who is embraced with open arms by his actual royal parents. He's pushed into his birthday party with such suddenness. Frazzled, he tries to go about interacting with others, but there are voices in the back of his head. Voices that lead him through the castle, ending up in a secluded room where one spinning wheel stands. He reaches for the spindle, pricking his finger on its sharpness. There his eternal slumber commences. When he is found by father, he shrieks and brings him back to his royal chambers. The three good fairies make everyone within the castle fall asleep alongside their prince before they rush out to go find you.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who is asleep all the while you fight for him. He's awake just from your touch on his hand. The amount of love he holds for you is immense. He doesn't care how long he was asleep. You're here, and you're the one who saved him. Everyone else has awoken, and they go through with the party in honor of the prince. Rory tells everyone there that you saved him. All the guests go about singing your praises.
Yan GB Sleeping Beauty who is finally happy. Back at home with his actual family, and he can be with the love of his life without worry. The transition from being in a cottage to being a prince has been hard. He doesn't understand how the nobles interactions go, but he has you to help guide him. While looking for you, however, he saw you in the royal garden in an all too familiar scene. You with crows all around you, and one large crow perched on your forearm.
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Part of Your World || Yan GB Little Mermaid x GN Reader
Characters: Adrien
Summary: A Merman who's just curious and wants to be yours
Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness
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Yan GB Little Mermaid who is obviously the youngest merman prince of Atlantica amongst his six older brothers. He is the pride and joy of Queen Tritania, with his enchanting beauty and melodic singing voice. He would be titled the best singer in Sebastian's choir if he ever showed up to the practices and concerts. His aloof nature keeps him plenty distracted to ever participate in things that happen around the kingdom.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who collects trinkets from ship wrecks especially anything that was shiny. He absolutely adores the treasures left behind by the humans. His seagull friend tries to tell him what things are, but nothing the bird brain ever says is accurate. It doesn't matter to Adrien though. As long as something he's found has a name and an explanation for its use then he doesn't mind.
Yan GB Little Mermaid whose wonder for humans is endless like the sea's horizon. Even his secret treasure trove of abandoned human items could encompass this boundless curiosity he harbors. Even when his mother finds out about his surface visits, ending up with him being banned from ever doing such things in the future, he couldn't be stopped.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who finds you one night when you were on a ship with pirates who he assumed were your friends. His same seagull friend had pointed you out of the group. Seeing you dance around and the music being played was enchanting. Your smile was infectious and put him into a daydream like state. Maybe if he sang, you would be just as enchanted by him.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who finds himself getting caught up in a small fantasy of him impressing you with his voice that he's been praised for endlessly. The very voice that was the pride of the very Queen of the Sea. He is so stuck in his daydreaming that he doesn't notice or hear the loud splash of something entering the deep ocean.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who realizes that you're not on the ship anymore. He looks around frantically, wondering if you were just a hallucination he made up. But when he sees bubbles rising up to the top of the sea, he knows exactly where you are. His heart drops, and he frantically dives under the water to swim after you. He tries his best to bring you up to the surface as quick as possible so you don't drown. The whole night he's focused on you and swimming you back to the closest beach he knows. Which happens to be the beach of your kingdom. Your palace is sat on the seaside cliff off in the distance.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who admires your beauty as you're unconscious on the warm sand. His fish friend, Flounder, and Sebastian watch with great caution. His seagull friend, Scuttle, also joins as he tries to assess if you're still alive or not. Adrien watches you with amazement. He's always wanted to be close to a human. He's never seen one as beautiful as you, and he saved you. He's in love with you.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who brings a gentle hand to brush back your wet locks. He opens his mouth and starts to sing sweetly. You blink slowly, and you think you see a man in front of you with vibrant red hair singing to you. As Adrien sees that you're waking up he hurries off back into the ocean, leaving you confused. As you arise, you look out at the large ocean in front of you. You were humming the tune that you had awoken too. In your mind, you thought the song was sung to you by angels. Little did you know the merman that saved you was all giddy that you were humming his song.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who becomes love struck and lovesick all at the same time. All he can think about is you. All his dreams involve you. He swims around everywhere with a half lidded dreamy look. His brothers immediately caught on to what was wrong with him. Adrien was always humming to himself with a dazed look. When Queen Tritania see's her youngest son acting like this she becomes worried. His brothers had to explain that Adrien was in love.
Yan GB Little Mermaid whose fish friend helps with Adrien's infatuation with you by finding things that you had drunkenly dropped over board when you were partying with your pirate friends. How did the two know that these objects were yours? Your initials, or last name, were carved into everything. It was mostly due to your boredom. He handles everything with care and has a special spot in his secret cavern for all your items.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who becomes even more absent from his duties and events than before. He's too busy swimming up to the beach in hopes of catching even just a glimpse of you. If you aren't there, he'd just rat to Flounder about things he wanted to do with you.
Yan GB Little Mermaid whose mother tries to use Sebastian as a babysitter for her youngest. Sebastian tries his best but Adrien avoids and evades the old crab way too well. It doesn't take Sebastian long to discover the merman's secret human treasure trove, however. Adrien catches the crab and has him swear to secrecy not to tell his mother.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who has a huge fight with his mother once she found out about his human obsession. She had thought she told him not to go to the surface anymore but of course Adrien didn't listen. Even when his brothers heard the fight going on they did nothing to intervene lest they face the wrath of Queen Tritania. Angry, Adrien swam out of the palace with his mind full of upset thoughts. Luckily, the Sea Witch's trusted pets saw and decided to “help” this poor unfortunate soul.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who is ignorant as he is led to the Sea Witch's liar. The eels promise him that the Sea Witch will make all his fantasies and dreams come true. Adrien is so excited, he doesn't realize that he's being followed by Flounder and Sebastian. Once Adrien is approached by the Sea Witch, he is offered quite a deal. A pair of human legs in exchange for his beloved voice. He is very quick to agree, he doesn't even take into consideration the consequences.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who is so happy and excited abuot the possibility of meeting you properly that he completely forgets that he doesn't have his gills anymore. Sebastian and Flounder are quick to help Adrien swim up to the surface so he can breath. He ends up washing up on the very beach he met you on. He sat on the sand, naked. Scuttle flies up, noticing the familair red head. The seagull helps give Adrien some advice and helps dress him in a torn sail.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who sees you running along the beach. He's so excited he practically runs to tackle you ina hug. You're startled by the sudden contact, but the familair red hair catches you offgaurd. Vague memories of the day you were saved from drowning resurface in your mind. You help him off the sandy ground and offer to take him to your castle, thinking he was a victim of a shipwreck nearby. He nods excitedly and takes your hand. Sebastian decides to go with Adrien by riding on his shoulder.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who is so grateful that you're being so kind to him. The maids give him a bath which is so fun. He didn't know humans could make artificial bubbles. He was also so flustered when the maids give him clothes you used to wear. He shows Sebastian with a huge smile on his face. At dinner, Adrien is quick to take a seat next to you and flaunts the clothes he's wearing to you.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who clings to your arm as you try to eat. He's so fascinated by all the familiar items he had found in shipwrecks. He wonders if you'd be fascinated by his treasure trove. He reaches for his fork and starts to brush his hair with it like he had been taught by Scuttle before. He pauses when he hears your laughter. He felt so embarrassed that you were laughing at him. He was going to stop but much to his excitement you started to copy him. He's so happy. Please let him brush your hair, it's like a dream come true to him. He foes to bed so happy that he completely forgets the curse.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who spends the next day with you. He clings to you and tries to quell his jealousy when other people look at you or even try to talk to you. He chases them off with a glare, however. You take him to a secret river that had a wooden row boat. It was a private boat ride with just the two of you. You row him to a private cove hidden by the leaves of a huge willow tree. Here you learn his name from an unknown whisper in your ear. Then you slowly start to talk about things you liked. He so badly wants to respond. All he can do is nod. When the two of you are knocked over, you're quick to scoop him into your arm and carry him out of the cove.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who's all blushy when you two get back to the castle. You carry him to his room, dried him off with this fluffy thing called a towel, got him new clothes you commissioned just for him, and offered to stay with him for the night. He felt so special as you personally cared for him rather than sending the maids too. He fell even harder. You two ended up cuddling that night. He only had one more day to kiss you.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who tries his best on the final day to woo you and get you to kiss him. He needs you too so he can be with you forever. So he can be a human forever. He dresses all cute. Well he tries. He follows you around all day, clinging onto your arm and refusing to let go whenever you ask him too. It ends up working in his favor really well because you do end up giving him a small peck on his lips. You told him it was a reward for his help that day.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who becomes all flustered and lets out a verbal squeak which makes you startled. So he can talk? He's so happy that he got his voice back and can finally tell you EVERYTHING! He starts with how he saved you and that he was a merman that was cursed into being a human with a deal. He played into the damsel in distress bit hard!
Yan GB Little Mermaid who ends up staying with you after his huge confession. He's just a roommate now. He didn't quite understand the concept, and he desperately wanted to marry you right away, but you had a desire to build a meaningful relationship with him. It confused Adrien so much. It also had upset him. No matter how hard he tried to push, you were firm in your boundary. He reluctantly accepted your terms. He wanted to understand human customs and this was a good way in doing so. That's what he told himself.
Yan GB Little Mermaid who sees you with another man. He doesn't know why but this man is so familiar to him. And he's just as helpless as Adrien was when he first became human. He watched as your hands held the arms of this filthy stranger. It should be his arms that you're holding on too. That's when it hits him. He knows this man! He won't let this stupid Sea Witch ruin his promised happily ever after with you.
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A Dream is A Wish Your Heart Makes || Yan GB Cinderella x GN Reader
Characters: Elias
Summary: Even if you're a royal, you're his only human friend
Warnings: Yandere themes, possessiveness, abusive family
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Yan GB Cinderella who is stuck living with his abusive stepfather and stepbrothers. His father had died when he was a child and his mother had remarried this vile man and even more vile brothers. She had died only two years after in a tragic carriage accident. They had him work as a made, gave him the old attic room in the west tower of the mansion, and never allowed him to eat with them at the table. All he had was the grief of his dead mother and father, the memories of a good family, and his mouse friends.
Yan GB Cinderella who cleans all the messes, makes the meals, does the laundry, takes care of all the farm animals, and everything else in between. He never gets a break and rises with the clock tower in the distance that was a part of the grand palace. And when he does find some little time to himself, he's busy making small clothes for his mice friends. The only thing to carry him are his mice friends, his dog, and the dreams and wishes he holds close to his heart.
Yan GB Cinderella who goes out one day for the shopping and bumps into a cloaked stranger. This stranger apologizes and so much more. They had picked up the items he had dropped when he was startled. Elias was being shown more kindness in this one moment than he was used too in the span of five minutes. This cloaked stranger then rides off into the forest with a very expensive, purebred looking horse.
Yan GB Cinderella who felt inclined to follow this stranger. He wanted to give his thanks for this stranger's kindness. He found the horse, and it's rider sitting not too far away. It's the royal child of the kingdom. Even with the stranger's identity being found, he goes up to you. He bows his head and thanks you with a gentle tone of voice. Thus starting your lovely friendship with him.
Yan GB Cinderella who is captivated by how sweet you are. Compared to the rumors his family had shared during morning gossip were untrue. Well most were. There was only one clear thing about you. You were gorgeous. The only thing on his mind as you two chatted was how you handled thing with a gentle care. He simply watched with a gentle gaze and eyes filled with wonder.
Yan GB Cinderella who was shocked when you say you want to meet him again. You? The heir of the royal throne? He's so utterly thrilled that someone actually wants him around. From then on, he meets you in the same spot almost every day. Some days his evil Stepfather keeps him busy. He hates to leave you waiting like that. He makes it up to you by bringing you some homemade pastries.
Yan GB Cinderella who got to know you more, and he realizes you share similar burdens. He also becomes more touchy with you. He loves hugging you. He comes to learn, however, that your father is holding a ball for you to find a spouse. His heart drops when it's announced in the village during his shopping. Everyone else in the kingdom is invited to attend, most likely due to your everlasting kindness.
Yan GB Cinderella who is delighted that he'll get to see you in a social setting as big as a ball! When he shares with his stepfamily he's all giddy. It was very noticeable to his stepfather. He's all giddy and brighter than they've seen. His hopes become toned down when his stepfather told him he would need to finish all his normal chores first and getting new suits for his family and he'll “consider” it. Elias does what he's told, disappointed as time goes on. At this rate he won't find any time to mend his father's old suit. Well his mice friends take it upon themselves so they mend it for him. Elias words hard to get everything done and helps his stepbrothers get ready. The way they talked about you makes him so frustrated.
Yan GB Cinderella who finally accepts that he won't have any time to make his outfit for the ball. His voice is full of dejection when he shares with his stepfather that he won't be going. His stepbrothers snicker in the next door room. As he stared out the window of his attic room, his eyes on the castle. He knew you were there, probably having so much fun without him. The candles in his room suddenly were lit and he turned. His eyes widened as his old suit was perfectly mended. He wasted no time putting it on and rushed downstairs to show his family. He was so giddy as he showed off. His face fell when he saw his stepfather's face.
Yan GB Cinderella whose stepbrothers are enraged when they take notice of what was used on his suit. Elias had things that were theirs. Sure the two had thrown them out, but that didn't give Elias the right to take them. Once Lord Tremaine had calmed the two brothers down, Elias' suit was torn and ruined. The poor boy ran out into the garden in tears with his mice friends following secretly behind.
Yan GB Cinderella who spoke to the air while he cried. He apologized to his father. To his mother. He was trying so hard to remain kind and hopeful. He was so caught up in his tears, he didn't register the gentle hand on his head. He looked up with wide eyes. It was something out of a dream. Out of his dreams. The person claimed to be his fairy godfather. He didn't know why, but he felt so calmed by this stranger. He was quick to share his sadness. His problems.
Yan GB Cinderella whose fairy godfather consoles him with a gentle smile. Elias watches in awe as this magical being does his work His mice friends are turned into horses. His horse is turned into a coachman. His dog is turned into a footman. The most jaw dropping point is when a pumpkin is turned into a carriage. He's so excited he doesn't realize eh's still in the torn rags. His fairy godfather, however, notices and changes the rags into a beautiful blue suit with glass shoes. He finally felt beautiful. He leaves as his fairy godfather told him that the spell breaks at midnight.
Yan GB Cinderella who was the last to enter the ballroom. His name and title aren't even introduced. You waste no time to meet him on the ballroom floor. Your father watches with wide eyes as you walk past the princess you were being introduced too by the Grand Duke. Elias was so jumpy when you greet him. You look so regal. He's never seen you like this before. In this environment.
Yan GB Cinderella who takes your hand and starts the first dance of the evening. He tries not to be anxious. Or let his anxiety show. The stares of everyone around him gave his stomach butterflies. They were watching him be with you. Him being chosen by you. He keeps his eyes on yours. Your steps are so graceful. He doesn't notice his stepbrothers were watching in envy. He doesn't notice much. He's so lost in your eyes.
Yan GB Cinderella who dances gracefully for his first waltz. It helped that you're so paitent with him. Your hand was carefully placed carefully on his waist. You're so delicate with him. He loves it. He loves dancing with you. He loves you. You two end up dancing into the gardens, escapping the prying eyes of the guests. He's just with you. Exactly what he's been wanting for forever.
Yan GB Cinderella who breaks out of his daydream trance when you two are in the royal garden. He's delighted that you're showing him around. Sharing your favorite flowers. Just hearing you talk made his heart so happy. He'd rather have you talk than dance around in front of a bunch of strangers. He felt comfortable with you. You lead him through the garden like you had done with the dance. He's so engrosed in spending time with you, he nearly forgets the spell. Nearly forgets that it's almost midnight.
Yan GB Cinderella who hears the all to familiar bell toll. The bell that always woke him from his dreams. Like right now. He remembers the spell and rushes out of the castle. He runs as fast as his feet could carry him. You rush after him, wanting him to enoy the bal more with you. The Grand Duke sees the boy runn off. He joins in the chase. Elias was quick down the stairs. He didn't notice that the glass shoe fell off his foot.
Yan GB Cinderella who forgot to tell you it was him. The boy from the forest. The boy that you had befriended over the last few months. As he walks the rest of the way home, the king's knights run after where they had thought he went. He had the other glass slipper so he held hope in his heart. The hope that you'd find him. That you'd ask him to dance with you once more. The hope that you would take him away from the abusive household he's been trapped in. Hope that you'd connect the dots and figure out that it was really him. He helps his animal friends get home safe and sound before his stepfamily gets home.
Yan GB Cinderella who daydreams about the dance with you. His stepbrothers noticed his hazy look in Elias's eyes. They didn't give it much thought, however, when Lord Tremaine came with news that the king is looking for the boy that had danced with his child. The stepbrothers were so excited. They wasted no time in getting ready. Neither did Elias.
Yan GB Cinderella who tries his best to be discrete. His mannerisms changed. That much was noticeable to his stepfather. Elias was caught when he was humming the tune you and him had danced too. Hr was dancing around the attic space as if he was right back in that moment with you. His mice and bird friends watched with joy. That joy was snatched away when Lord Tremaine locked him in the room.
Yan GB Cinderella who begs to be let out of the attic room. He sobs to his animal friends as they watch his woes. They make quick work of trying to free him. Two mice run down the stairs and through the door cracks to get the key from the evil man. As the animals break apart to set their plans in motion, he is drowned in tears. He just wants to be with you. He just wants to be happy.
Yan GB Cinderella who, even tired with tear stains on his cheeks, still holds onto the hope that he'll be set free. As he gently cradles the other glass slipper, the mice, and birds bring him the key. He shoots up and fumbles with the key. Eventually he unlocks the door, bolting out of the room and down the seven flight of stairs. Placed delicately in his pocket is the other glass slipper.
Yan GB Cinderella who sees you trying to take the slipper away from one of his stepbrothers. He tackles you into a tight hug, sobbing against your shoulder. His stepfamily and the Grand Duke were both shocked by his sudden appearance. You calm him down like you always do. It was something you were amazing at doing. You helped him into a seat, get down on one knee and slide the glass shoe onto him. It fits and the moment it's on he falls onto you, giving you a kiss.
Yan GB Cinderella who is so happy that he's finally out of the abusive home he grew so used too. He can finally be happy. Happy with you. The royal wedding was large, all his animal friends were invited, and, best of all, you were right there with him. You let his animals move into the palace stables and gardens. He finally has his happy ending and the love of his life by his side. Nothing will ever take this away from him.
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kiss me goodnight
Even this pain could not distract me from the thought of you
pt. 1 | pt. 2
pairings: mallesil, implied malleyuu
warning: angst, nsfw, mcd. dead dove: do not eat, woundfucking
The silence was deafening. Many would deem meeting the Lord of Briar, especially after such catastrophe, terrifying. People throughout the land knew their Lord was mourning ever since, grieving over the lost of Their Majesty themself. The sun has not peeked even once, thunderstorms and black cloud ensues, crops failing everywhere. Silver knew he has to do something, he has to, else the kingdom whom he and his father once loved will be descended into ruin. Yet none of the people dared to request their presence upon The Great Lord, either out of loyalty or plain fear disguised under the cloak of devotion.
Today, he stands upon the door of His Lord’s throne room, requesting his presence formally, even though he knew that wouldn’t be needed at all. Both he, Sebek and his father always had free access of this room ever since Malleus ascended from his role as The Crown Prince, yet he does it anyway. He took a deep breath as the grand door opens, revealing two thrones which was left empty. Silver stepped into the huge room. As he approached the center, a flash of green emerges, and along with it, His Lord. He knelt down on one knee, hand on his chest, while the other lies on his back. There was a moment before he stoop his head low, voice stern and dignified,
‘Dear Lord, I wish to offer myself as a makeshift of your sorrow’
It’s as if the world around them stops moving. The air was still, if a single needle were to fall right now, Silver believes it would echo the whole room. His Lord was still levitating a few meters away from him, before words finally escape his thin-dark lips
‘Rise’
So did Silver, raising his head to meet his Lord’s gaze, and was shaken in an instant.
It was an expression he never saw in his Lord before. Heck, he even thinks he never saw him like that when he was still the plain Malleus, with no country or people to rule, back when he still have a handful of freedom between his hands. The face of clear desperation and sorrow, that penetrates far between his facade of nobility and distinguished presence. His heart aches at the view, why of course. The great catastrophe had costed a thousand lives, billion even. Losing his people, and all his loved ones while maintaining dignity to rule over people regardless of his pain. If he’s scarred, then his Lord must be wounded. If he’s feeling a twinge of ache, then his Lord must’ve been in greater pain, ones much greater than his.
His Lord materialized his staff on his hand, and with a low thud, all his retainers pardoned themselves outside the room. Only then the voice he recognized well ever since his early childhood reverberates
‘Silver’
He listens intently. He knows his Lord has got much more to say.
‘What can one do, to relieve this pain and agony?’
‘Anything.’
‘Anything?’
‘Anything. I would do anything, My Lord, to ease your grief and suffering.
Please, use me as you please. I would be delighted to indulge, body and soul.’
Body and soul, Silver winces. Body and soul that don’t even belong to him from the very start. His whole being, every strand of hair and inside of his mind belonged to his father and his father only. He would gladly trade his soul for his father’s well-being, happiness, to extend his lifeline, or as simple as to serve a plate to his tastes, anything. Anything for his father, for he always belonged to him.
But life is not always that simple. And as much as he wants to stay with his father forever, even residing in his deathbed until the reaper comes for him too, the world just chose to disagree. As much as he wants to, his father would despise it, for all he ever asked in his long life towards Silver was to not give up on living.
But how can he live life without his father?
Ever since his father left for the Land of the Red Dragons, he would always sent him letters. Telling stories of any happenings in the Land of Thorns, or any minor changes in their cottage. How his friends and the people from Night Raven College are doing after graduation. Sometimes he travels overseas too, following his father’s footsteps, telling everything he discovered along his journey in the form of words. He would write frequently, without miss, knowing that the place his father chose to resides is still untouched of modern technology.
His father used to write back to him just as much. About his travels there, the people he met, how the children that used to play around his abode made him reminisce about Silver's childhood back in the day. There were so much things to share with his beloved son, many things to tell even if they're billion feets apart. He would reassure that he's doing good everytime, that there's nothing to worry about and that Silver can stay wherever he wants without needing to worry about him.
But one day, the letters are coming to a halt. Silver no longer receive replies as frequent, even though he will still receive one during his birthday each year without miss, even though it’s only filled with wishes for his well-being and none of its contents answered his questions nor is aligned with the previous letters.
The catastrophe had elapsed, and not even in those dire situations did his father return
His father wouldn’t leave his son and his beloved pupils to face such dangers alone.
Not when he’s still breathing
Not when he can use his body as a fae shield
Not when he’s alive
Silver’s not a fool, Deep down he knew, realized that his father may be long gone. Without him on his side. Or his beloved ones. Or his disciple. All alone in a faraway land, where no news of his passing would reach their ears.
Perhaps that’s what his father planned long ago, when he tried to leave Night Raven College
But what about him? What about Silver, your beloved son? That you hold dear the moment you laid your eyes on him, amidst the darkest thorns? That you raised and nurtured with utmost genuine love you had never received nor believed you were capable of? What will become of him, now that you’re gone? Do you know how I always, always belonged to you father, my one and only, as I will forever be your one and only son? What, how- how would you expect me to live without your presence? Who will soothe me? Who will cradle me in his arms no matter how big I have grown? Who will find me amidst the dark forest during a thunderstorm just to bring me home, back to the warmth of your embrace? Where will I return to? Where is home when there is no you inside?
Father, it is not that I am incapable of living
I am merely incapable of living in a world without you in it.
If only his father was here. Perhaps the catastrophe wouldn’t become such atrocious turns of events, perhaps many lives could be saved with his father’s abilities. Perhaps his life wouldn’t be led astray. Perhaps living wouldn’t feel as horrible, maybe-
‘We’re here.’
His Lord’s voice echoes in front of a huge gate underground, where they’ve been walking this whole time. Silver doesn’t know how far they’ve walked, or how deep they are beneath the surface, but no matter. The entrance creaked open, and along with it the torches inside the room lit up with bright green flames. The young Lord stepped inside, so he followed his footsteps.
Inside were dolls, many many dolls. From wool, cotton, polyester of some kind, glass, plastic, wood..? Majority of them were mannequins, and Silver can’t help but realize that each and every doll bears some kind of resemblance
They all looked like Yuu- no, Their Highness.
Both tread their path in silence, where they finally stopped in the heart of the room. There is a large banquet table full of distinct food atop of it, one that will not be found anywhere across the realm of Twisted Wonderland as none of them hailed from here. All which could only come into being along with the existence of the once infamous Ramshackle Prefect, which now people knew as the savior of the catastrophe
Far away in the middle, he sees something that doesn’t belong in the dinner table sitting prettily amidst the crowded cuisine:
A pair of doll
Unlike any other dolls in the room, this one was unique
It was a gift from the Prefect on his Lord’s 179th birthday, just before his Lord left for his internship in the fourth year. One was supposedly made to resemble himself, and the other was made to resemble the creator. They would exchange their dolls everytime the other was away, as if to relieve their longing by having a miniature of each other. He himself knew because his Lord was exhilarated by this gift, claiming it as one of his most prized possessions. He would bring it with him everywhere and boast it to every person he met, until his father advised him, saying the doll would get damaged faster if he brought it with him everytime.
Now it all clicked in his head
This was his Lord’s attempt to relieve his grief.
The Lord took a few steps back from the heart of the banquet, bringing the two dolls into the sides as if letting them watch. Silver, understanding the cue, proceeds to climb up the lavish table
‘Lie down’ ordered his Lord
And so he does.
With a slight wave of his Lord’s fingers, every single thread on Silver’s body dissipated into thin air.
‘How much are you willing to devote to me?’ asked his Lord, voice devoid of emotions
‘As much as what my father offered for the kingdom’
There’s a pang in his chest on the single word that came from his mouth. His father. Father, father, father-
A luminescent greenish hue envelopes his frame
Father, will you return if I crave hard enough?
Sharp claw grazed his skin, slowly at first, before cutting a thin, fine line atop his chest
Will you welcome me by the door after I’m done playing in the woods?
Something gripped his chest, and as if on cue, his heart starts beating faster to the touch
I’m lost, father. Are you on your feet to skim the forest for my presence?
Enjoying the rhythm in his hands, he placed his face closer, as if to kiss it
Leaning down, he pressed it into his ears. Music soothes a pair of pointy ears, while the other pair weeps in silence
Then came out a sob
Plump tears mixed with the ones inside his body, streaks of translucent joining heaps of scarlet
His Lord was atop of him fully, right hand gripping his heart strong, while the other graze over his lungs
With a loud cry, black fingertips clutched harsh, bursting the lung beneath
Silver gasped, or at least tried to. It’s as if every last piece of oxygen was drained of this world
His head flinched a bit, before laying helplessly on the other side of the table
Father, I am in peril. Wouldn’t you come to my rescue now?
He can feel the grip on his heart tightens. Muttering something along the lines of ‘if only I could give you a beating heart’ and ‘aint such alluring instrument befitting of your beauty, my dearest?’
I miss you. Father, please come. I’d do anything for not losing you
Fingers caressed his other lung, going around in circles
Please. Please come back. I, by the Seven’s name, could not bear to live another day without you
Something pierced through him. Fierce at first, then replaced by something much firmer
Pounding gently, then getting rougher on each stab as if to keep up the pace
I’d trade my whole life for you, father
It hurts. Everything hurts. He faintly heard whimpers atop of him, but the ache in his heart stings more than the ones on his body
The motion accelerates as time goes, his already limp body thumping rhythmically with each pound
Your presence is all I ask. Is that too much to ask?
A splutter. Something filled up his insides. Another fluid, this one much thicker in texture, joined the unsightly mixture of whatever various liquid entered his body since all of this started
I’d rather cease to exist in a world without you, father.
A stray tear fall
Even this pain could not distract me from the thought of you.
kiss me goodnight
Even this pain could not distract me from the thought of you
pt. 1 | pt. 2
pairings: mallesil, implied malleyuu
please read!! warning: angst, slight nsfw, mcd. dead dove: do not eat, woundfucking
The silence was deafening. Many would deem meeting the Lord of Briar, especially after such catastrophe, terrifying. People throughout the land knew their Lord was mourning ever since, grieving over the lost of Their Majesty themself. The sun has not peeked even once, thunderstorms and black cloud ensues, crops failing everywhere. Silver knew he has to do something, he has to, else the kingdom whom he and his father once loved will be descended into ruin. Yet none of the people dared to request their presence upon The Great Lord, either out of loyalty or plain fear disguised under the cloak of devotion.
Today, he stands upon the door of His Lord’s throne room, requesting his presence formally, even though he knew that wouldn’t be needed at all. Both he, Sebek and his father always had free access of this room ever since Malleus ascended from his role as The Crown Prince, yet he does it anyway. He took a deep breath as the grand door opens, revealing two thrones which was left empty. Silver stepped into the huge room. As he approached the center, a flash of green emerges, and along with it, His Lord. He knelt down on one knee, hand on his chest, while the other lies on his back. There was a moment before he stoop his head low, voice stern and dignified,
‘Dear Lord, I wish to offer myself as a makeshift of your sorrow’
It’s as if the world around them stops moving. The air was still, if a single needle were to fall right now, Silver believes it would echo the whole room. His Lord was still levitating a few meters away from him, before words finally escape his thin-dark lips
‘Rise’
So did Silver, raising his head to meet his Lord’s gaze, and was shaken in an instant.
It was an expression he never saw in his Lord before. Heck, he even thinks he never saw him like that when he was still the plain Malleus, with no country or people to rule, back when he still have a handful of freedom between his hands. The face of clear desperation and sorrow, that penetrates far between his facade of nobility and distinguished presence. His heart aches at the view, why of course. The great catastrophe had costed a thousand lives, billion even. Losing his people, and all his loved ones while maintaining dignity to rule over people regardless of his pain. If he’s scarred, then his Lord must be wounded. If he’s feeling a twinge of ache, then his Lord must’ve been in greater pain, ones much greater than his.
His Lord materialized his staff on his hand, and with a low thud, all his retainers pardoned themselves outside the room. Only then the voice he recognized well ever since his early childhood reverberates
‘Silver’
He listens intently. He knows his Lord has got much more to say.
‘What can one do, to relieve this pain and agony?’
‘Anything.’
‘Anything?’
‘Anything. I would do anything, My Lord, to ease your grief and suffering.
Please, use me as you please. I would be delighted to indulge, body and soul.’
body and soul, Silver winces. Body and soul that don’t even belong to him from the very start. His whole being, every strand of hair and inside of his mind belonged to his father and his father only. He would gladly trade his soul for his father’s well-being, happiness, to extend his lifeline, or as simple as to serve a plate to his tastes, anything. Anything for his father, for he always belonged to him.
But life is not always that simple. And as much as he wants to stay with his father forever, even residing in his deathbed until the reaper comes for him too, the world just chose to disagree. As much as he wants to, his father would despise it, for all he ever asked in his long life towards Silver was to not give up on living.
But how can he live life without his father?
Ever since his father left for the Land of the Red Dragons, he would always sent him letters. Telling stories of any happenings in the Land of Thorns, or any minor changes in their cottage. How his friends and the people from Night Raven College are doing after graduation. Sometimes he travels overseas too, following his father’s footsteps, telling everything he discovered along his journey in the form of words. He would write frequently, without miss, knowing that the place his father chose to resides is still untouched of modern technology.
His father used to write back to him just as much. About his travels there, the people he met, how the children that used to play around his abode made him reminisce about Silver's childhood back in the day. There were so much things to share with his beloved son, many things to tell even if they're billion feets apart. He would reassure that he's doing good everytime, that there's nothing to worry about and that Silver can stay wherever he wants without needing to worry about him.
But one day, the letters are coming to a halt. Silver no longer receive replies as frequent, even though he will still receive one during his birthday each year without miss, even though it’s only filled with wishes for his well-being and none of its contents answered his questions nor is aligned with the previous letters.
The catastrophe had elapsed, and not even in those dire situations did his father return
His father wouldn’t leave his son and his beloved pupils to face such dangers alone.
Not when he’s still breathing
Not when he can use his body as a fae shield
Not when he’s alive
Silver’s not a fool, Deep down he knew, realized that his father may be long gone. Without him on his side. Or his beloved ones. Or his disciple. All alone in a faraway land, where no news of his passing would reach their ears.
Perhaps that’s what his father planned long ago, when he tried to leave Night Raven College
But what about him? What about Silver, your beloved son? That you hold dear the moment you laid your eyes on him, amidst the darkest thorns? That you raised and nurtured with utmost genuine love you had never received nor believed you were capable of? What will become of him, now that you’re gone? Do you know how I always, always belonged to you father, my one and only, as I will forever be your one and only son? What, how- how would you expect me to live without your presence? Who will soothe me? Who will cradle me in his arms no matter how big I have grown? Who will find me amidst the dark forest during a thunderstorm just to bring me home, back to the warmth of your embrace? Where will I return to? Where is home when there is no you inside?
Father, it is not that I am incapable of living
I am merely incapable of living in a world without you in it.
If only his father was here. Perhaps the catastrophe wouldn’t become such atrocious turns of events, perhaps many lives could be saved with his father’s abilities. Perhaps his life wouldn’t be led astray. Perhaps living wouldn’t feel as horrible, maybe-
‘We’re here.’
His Lord’s voice echoes in front of a huge gate underground, where they’ve been walking this whole time. Silver doesn’t know how far they’ve walked, or how deep they are beneath the surface, but no matter. The entrance creaked open, and along with it the torches inside the room lit up with bright green flames. The young Lord stepped inside, so he followed his footsteps.
Inside were dolls, many many dolls. From wool, cotton, polyester of some kind, glass, plastic, wood..? Majority of them were mannequins, and Silver can’t help but realize that each and every doll bears some kind of resemblance
They all looked like Yuu- no, Their Highness.
Both tread their path in silence, where they finally stopped in the heart of the room. There is a large banquet table full of distinct food atop of it, one that will not be found anywhere across the realm of Twisted Wonderland as none of them hailed from here. All which could only come into being along with the existence of the once infamous Ramshackle Prefect, which now people knew as the savior of the catastrophe
Far away in the middle, he sees something that doesn’t belong in the dinner table sitting prettily amidst the crowded cuisine:
A pair of doll
Unlike any other dolls in the room, this one was unique
It was a gift from the Prefect on his Lord’s 179th birthday, just before his Lord left for his internship in the fourth year. One was supposedly made to resemble himself, and the other was made to resemble the creator. They would exchange their dolls everytime the other was away, as if to relieve their longing by having a miniature of each other. He himself knew because his Lord was exhilarated by this gift, claiming it as one of his most prized possessions. He would bring it with him everywhere and boast it to every person he met, until his father advised him, saying the doll would get damaged faster if he brought it with him everytime.
Now it all clicked in his head
This was his Lord’s attempt to relieve his grief.
The Lord took a few steps back from the heart of the banquet, bringing the two dolls into the sides as if letting them watch. Silver, understanding the cue, proceeds to climb up the lavish table
‘Lie down’ ordered his Lord
And so he does.
With a slight wave of his Lord’s fingers, every single thread on Silver’s body dissipated into thin air.
‘How much are you willing to devote to me?’ asked his Lord, voice devoid of emotions
‘As much as what my father offered for the kingdom’
There’s a pang in his chest on the single word that came from his mouth. His father. Father, father, father-
A luminescent greenish hue envelopes his frame
Father, will you return if I crave hard enough?
Sharp claw grazed his skin, slowly at first, before cutting a thin, fine line atop his chest
Will you welcome me by the door after I’m done playing in the woods?
Something gripped his chest, and as if on cue, his heart starts beating faster to the touch
I’m lost, father. Are you on your feet to skim the forest for my presence?
Enjoying the rhythm in his hands, he placed his face closer, as if to kiss it
Leaning down, he pressed it into his ears. Music soothes a pair of pointy ears, while the other pair weeps in silence
Then came out a sob
Plump tears mixed with the ones inside his body, streaks of translucent joining heaps of scarlet
His Lord was atop of him fully, right hand gripping his heart strong, while the other graze over his lungs
With a loud cry, black fingertips clutched harsh, bursting the lung beneath
Silver gasped, or at least tried to. It’s as if every last piece of oxygen was drained of this world
His head flinched a bit, before laying helplessly on the other side of the table
Father, I am in peril. Wouldn’t you come to my rescue now?
He can feel the grip on his heart tightens. Muttering something along the lines of ‘if only I could give you a beating heart’ and ‘aint such alluring instrument befitting of your beauty, my dearest?’
I miss you. Father, please come. I’d do anything for not losing you
Fingers caressed his other lung, going around in circles
Please. Please come back. I, by the Seven’s name, could not bear to live another day without you
Something pierced through him. Fierce at first, then replaced by something much firmer
Pounding gently, then getting rougher on each stab as if to keep up the pace
I’d trade my whole life for you, father
It hurts. Everything hurts. He faintly heard whimpers atop of him, but the ache in his heart stings more than the ones on his body
The motion accelerates as time goes, his already limp body thumping rhythmically with each pound
Your presence is all I ask. Is that too much to ask?
A splutter. Something filled up his insides. Another fluid, this one much thicker in texture, joined the unsightly mixture of whatever various liquid entered his body since all of this started
I’d rather cease to exist in a world without you, father.
A stray tear fall
Even this pain could not distract me from the thought of you.
Yandere oc base
FTU but give credit and don't erase the signature
// Heavy amounts of blood
‣‣ COR UNUM MASTERLIST | その時が来た
‣‣ Synopsis: A tale of how the Shogun's daughter ends up in the maw of one of the most fierce curse users to ever exist.
‣‣ Cross-posted on AO3 ‣‣ Final Word Count: TBD ‣‣ Status: Ongoing ‣‣ Pairing: Sukuna x Reader ‣‣ Warnings: Blank blogs & Minors DNI. Dead Dove: Do Not Eat. Cannibalism, set in Early-Heian Period, trueform!Sukuna, mentions of Buddhism/religion in general, sexism, eventual smut, slowburn, dead bodies, descriptions of wounds, era-specific violence & views, dismemberment, female reader, reader is not a pushover, reader is the Shogun's daughter, reader knows how to use a sword, Sukuna is at the start of his reign as King of Curses, cursed spirits, body horror, each chapter will have its own warnings, warnings to be updated/added, not beta-read, sporadic updates.
‣‣ Part ONE — Tsukuyomi 月読 ‣‣ Part TWO — Susanoo スサノオ ‣‣ Part THREE — Izanami イザナミ ‣‣ Part FOUR — Izanagi 伊邪那岐命 ‣‣ Part FIVE — Kuraokami 闇龗 ‣‣ Part SIX — Kuebiko 久延毘古 ‣‣ Part SEVEN — Hachiman 八幡神 ‣‣ Part EIGHT — Kagutsuchi カグツチ ‣‣ Part NINE — Kangiten 歓喜天 ‣‣ Part TEN — Shinigami 死神 ‣‣ Part ELEVEN — Tamonten 毘沙門天 ‣‣ Part TWELVE — Daikokuten 大黒天 ‣‣ Part THIRTEEN — Inari Ōkami 稲荷大神 ‣‣ Part FOURTEEN — Yuki Onna 雪女 ‣‣ Part FIFTEEN — Sugawara no Michizane 菅原道真 ‣‣ Part SIXTEEN — Suijin 水神 ‣‣ Part SEVENTEEN — Yomi 黄泉 ‣‣ Part EIGHTEEN — Kōjin 三宝荒神 ‣‣ Future parts to be added.
Hello! I was wondering If I could request? Yandere bts whoever you choose, where their darling has never cum before, experiencing it for the first time with them and overstimulation, getting dumb off of dick 🥰
yes we can! it wouldn't be us if we didn't add at least a little yandere to it
two sentence horror story
it's been nearly five years since you last saw seokjin... @sweetempathprunetree @darkuni63 @momnomnom @chimmy-licious
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word count: 2.309
warning: dirty talk, humiliation kink, slight sadism, restraint, bound/gagged, pussy slapping, possessive/jealous seokjin, oral (f receiving), spitting, edging, yandere/dark themes, fingering, squirting,
it's been nearly five years since you last saw seokjin.
Seokjin likes to think that he’s graced you with his presence. That you are lucky to have him - lucky to have someone so successful, handsome and rich. You were lucky to be his girl, someone who he spoiled with nice clothing and jewelry. He took you on expensively lavish vacations and dates. You ate only the finest food and drank the best wine the world has to offer. You didn’t even have to work, not while you were his girl and he had it - because that meant that you also had it.
But you did work, much to Seokjin’s dismay. You were a woman that didn’t need him to be dependent, no matter how many times he would place his credit card in your hands, you only ever used it on useless things such as gas for your car - the same car he wishes you’d get rid of all together. It wasn’t luxurious and it didn’t fit the look for someone like you - his girl.
Seokjin didn’t appreciate your lack of respect for him. Your refusal to quit your job, stating that you worked hard to get where you were at. So what? Thousands of girls would drop everything to be beside him like you were, and yet everything he did never appeared good enough for you. You didn’t need him like other women would’ve - and that is what upsets him. There was no control over you. You had your own money, car, home - what was he truly useful for if you didn’t need him for anything?
Seokjin had been lenient with you. Even as the months passed and the relationship grew, he had yet to bed you. He learned that you had little experience during one tipsy conversation and that’s all he needed to know to understand now. You couldn’t submit because there was never a reason to - no other man gave you what he could. You wouldn’t submit to a man that couldn’t even make you cum - how comical.
“J-Jin…”
Seokjin hums, head snapping to your direction. You were always so beautiful to him. You didn’t have to try hard to catch his attention. Your glow was as bright as the sun, radiating off of you heavenly.
Seokjin could say he was a bit of a sadist. It’s another reason why he isn’t quick to bed you - you couldn’t handle then what he had it store for you now. He marvels at your oiled, naked skin, arms wrapped tightly behind you while your legs are spread apart widely, ankles tied beneath the bed post.
“Remember how you told me you never came before?” Seokjin questions, learning against the bed frame to look down upon you. “That ex boyfriend of yours only cared about pleasuring himself, huh?”
Seokjin notes how you’re confused, wondering why he’s bringing this up now out of all times.
“I saw you talking to him. It must be awkward working with an ex.” Seokjin’s tone is dangerously calm as he speaks, eyes glaring holes into your face for a reaction. “Is that why you don’t want to quit?”
You’re taken aback by his sudden change in demeanor. “I have to talk to him. He’s my coworker.”
Wrong.
Seokjin slaps his hand against your bare pussy harshly. You jump at the impact, eyes widening. “J-Jin-”
Seokjin slaps you again, and again. Each slap is harder than the last. You don’t notice the moans coming between your lips and just how wet you were becoming. Shivers erupt through your skin and it feels taboo just feeling this way; getting pleasure deprived from pain.
“You’re soaked.” Jin chuckles, fingertips ghosting across your bulging clit. “I don’t believe you.”
You knit your brows in frustration - both sexual and irritable.
“You and him had dinner.”
The prints of Seokjin’s fingers place themself firmly against your clit. He rubs in slow, taunting circles.
“I-I…what?” You moan, hips buckling, arms squirming in the restraints. You’re unsure why you allowed him to have you in such a position. It was brought up randomly when you had come to his home and you’d admit that you were curious.
“I-I…what?” Seokjin mocks, rubbing along your clit more roughly. “You aren’t a dumb bitch, Y/N. You know what I’m speaking of.”
Seokjin never spoke to you like this, but it was hard being upset when he was pleasuring while doing so. You bit your lip to suppress a moan.
“A work dinner.” You pant, recollecting the only time you had seen the man outside working hours. “You followed me?”
Of course he had. Seokjin scoffs. You were his girl after all - someone he has graced his presence for. He allowed you into spaces other people could only dream of being in.
“Have you ever been eaten out?” The question catches you off guard and causes you to grow hot with embarrassment.
Seokjin hums upon your head shake and now he grows hungry, mouth salivating at the thought of tasting you.
“Though you do not deserve it,” Seokjin lowers himself between your legs, eyes set right on your wet clit. You squirm once more, humiliated by him being so close to you. “I’ll just have a little taste.”
“Jin- oh!” your words are caught in your throat when you feel him - his tongue wet and warm against your clit. It flickers back and forth at a steady pace.
As for Jin, his nose touches the top of your clit as he dives deeper to have a taste of you. Having complete control over you is an added bonus while getting the chance to finally taste you. His tongue laps between your folds as your thighs quiver.
You gasp when Jin leans back to spit, then suckle onto your clit once more. He looks up, eyes watching the way your head falls back as you continue to moan.
“I-I think I’m gonna-”
“No.” Jin pulls back, lifting himself up and away from your clit. You shivered, feeling your high come crumbling down to a disappointing halt. “What do you two talk about?”
You swallow thickly, eyes flickering open. You’re panting as you speak. “N-Nothing but work.”
“Why don’t I believe you?” Jin tilts his head. His fingers are dangerously close to your clit once more. “There has to be a reason why you keep going back to work.”
You want to scream that it’s because it’s your job and you need it, but your mouth is shut. Jin fingers enter you swiftly and now he’s pumping inside of you. “You’re so wet that I was able to slide right in.”
Your walls clench around his fingers selfishly, wanting more and more. The pleasure is one you have not felt in a while - and even then it wasn’t like Seokjin’s. Your juices are coating his bedsheets, but he doesn’t care. The sight of you is utterly filthy and worth it.
“You’re going back to see him.” Seokjin’s thumb rests upon your clit as he pumps, rubbing in circles.
Your eyes are clenched shut and your moaning increases. “Does it feel good, Y/N?” Jin teases - he knows it does.
“Y-Yes!” you sigh. “So good.”
Jin removes his fingers from inside of you and slaps your clit harshly. You scream, tears lining your eyes. Your high once again came down, disappointed at the lack of pleasure.
“Why should you deserve to feel good?” Jin questions, his tone dark. “It’s not like you deserve it.”
Your eyes blink a few times to look at Jin. He appears serious, waiting for you to respond to him.
“I don’t know what you want me to say.” you murmur to him, hands clenching in the restraints.
Seokjin scoffs. “I want you to tell me why I should let you cum?”
You swallow. “You were the one that wanted to make me cum.” you hiss. You were growing frustrated with the man. He was hell bent on showing you how pleasurable sex could be and not one-sided - but now all it appeared to be was him questioning you about an ex you cared little about.
“Aw, feisty.” Jin cackles.
“If this is what you meant then maybe I could go to my ex.”
Your ears are ringing seconds after you snap at Seokjin, your cheek stinging. The room is eerily silent.
“You…” Seokjin’s tone is deep. The deepest you’ve ever heard it become.
“Jin-”
Another slap across your cheek, and then another. You don’t manage to speak before Seokjin hovering above you onto the bed.
Seokjin pulls off his pants, underwear going right along with it. He has been lenient enough but your words angered him. To say such a thing to him when he’s allowed you to do what you wanted the entirety of the relationship was a slap to the face.
“I wanted our first time to be enjoyable.” Seokjin says. He spits at your clit once more - not because he needed to. No, you were wet enough, but because spitting on you was what he liked doing to show that you were his - he likes to say it’s a way to mark his territory.
“Seokjin.” you attempt, but you’re squirming upon feeling the tip of his cock rubbing against your clit.
“If you cum along the way, that’s great for you.” Jin murmurs, cock now at your hole. He’s entering you slowly.
You widen your eyes at his words. Where was he going with this?
Jin snaps his hips inside of you. You scream out at the sudden impact. He removes himself just to do it again - this time grinding so deep that you swear you could feel him in your stomach.
Jin’s left hand grips your thighs while his right clamps down onto your mouth and just beneath your nose. Your eyes bulge at the sensation of him fucking you. He had no mercy, snapping his hips so roughly that the bedframe slams against the wall behind you.
“And to think I was going to let you keep that little job.” Jin chuckles and shakes his head. There’s already a white ring around his cock. “You’re creaming, baby. You’ve never been fucked this good, huh?”
Your throat groans a response, unable to do a proper one. Your eyes are rolling now, stomach churning. Your walls are clenching around him, suching him in for more.
“But after what you’ve said,” Seokjin pries your mouth open, entering his fingers inside. Your tongue swirls around this, tasting your juices. “I’ll never allow you out of here.”
Your mind isn’t registering his words - after all, you assume this was just roleplay. Men were into weird stuff. Instead you were busy groaning beneath him, toes curling. There’s drool dripping out of your mouth and down Seokjin’s wrist, but he doesn’t go to remove himself inside of you.
“Look at you!” Jin laughs, snapping his hips harder. “Cock drunk. You don’t even know what I’m saying.”
“P-Please let m-me cum!” you gurgle out. You could feel the familiar high bubbling once more, this time even more intense then the last two,
“Why should I?” Jin removes his fingers from your mouth to cup your cheeks roughly. He was still pissed - and rightfully so. He was already upset that you were a whore enough to have dinner with your edx (colleague or not) and now you were begging him to have you cum?
“Please, Jin!” you feel hot tears pour from your eyes, so far gone that you don’t even realize that you’re crying from pure pleasure.
Jin’s nails dig into your cheeks so deep that he notices that they begin to draw a pinch of blood. He growls low, feeling his own high coming.
Jin spits on you once more before capturing your lips in his, allowing a few more sloppy thrusts before he’s about to cum. He removes himself from you, cumming right onto your twitching clit, admiring how his cum drips off of you.
“I’ll let you cum, whore.” Jin murmurs, allowing four fingers inside of you now. The stretch causes you to scream once more, but he doesn’t care. He’s pumping inside of you without a care.
You should be upset. You were being degraded and called out your name - you had spit running down your face. But you weren’t. You were far gone from your sanity, and the only thing you wanted now was to cum like he promised.
“You don’t understand me now, Y/N.” Jin murmurs to you, eyes fixed on your soaking pussy. “But you’re not leaving. In due time you'll understand.”
“I-I’m cumming…!” you bite your lips, eyebrows knitting.
Seokjin chuckles darkly, free hand going to rub your clit to bring you closer to your high. He feels you clench around his even tighter, head falling back against the headboard.
Your juices squirt out, soaking him in the chest. It’s long and accompanied by a low shout.
Your breathing slows as your body twitches. You were feeling exhausted.
“Can you take these off?” you murmur after a few minutes of trying to compose yourself.
Upon not hearing a response, your eyes blink open to find Seokjin.
“W-What-”
Your eyes are burning and now you’re screaming at the top of your legs. You pull at your arms to shield your eyes, but you are unable to. Your head thrashes back and forth in an attempt to get away.
“Now you can’t work if you can’t see.” Seokjin says in between your screams. “If you can’t see, then there’s no one else to look at.”
You’re crying, but even then it hurts. Your vision is blurred until it goes completely black.
“Now I can take care of you like I intended in the beginning.” Seokjin’s voice is now calm - peaceful. The one you recalled since becoming entangled with him. “Behave, or I’ll have to hurt you again. And I don’t want to do that, Y/N. I love you.”
it's been nearly five years since you last saw seokjin.
He reminds you every day that if you misbehave, he'll take your hearing next.
mfs really tainting the tag with daddyxdaughter fics like get some fucking help you nasty ass FREAKS 💀💀
Since when do I write dead dove Hazbin Hotel fics? Well, since today, apparently. Here’s one about Alastor killing his first victim, with the help of his dear old mother. Find it on AO3, and Wattpad!
I am hustling to get these headcannons out 😭
This is going to be a long one y'all 🫡
ACE
Yandere male x F! Autistic! Reader
TW: taking advantage of nievety and loneliness, murder, family disfunction, people around you believing an abuser over you, rich people, sociopathic and narcissistic behavior, pretending to be someone's friend, taking advantage of the systems you were born into, gut feelings, non-con touching, boners, self isolation due to an abuser, abuser coming back into your life forcibly, manipulation of friends and family, General manipulation, predatory behavior, and break-ins.
General information
Born the middle brother to a family worth millions, having the face if a model, and standing at a good 6'8, Ace is more than savvy in the ways of interpersonal relations.
(He's socially gifted)
Does he actually like any of the people he surrounds himself with? It's up for debate, but ask any of them and he's the best guy you'll ever have the privilege of meeting.
His home life is and was…complicated.
His mother was sweet as pie, if not a bit ditzy, but that's exactly how his father liked it. She was his sweet little trophy wife, content to spend his money and occasionally watch the boys while not asking too much else of him.
His father was near the opposite.
Charming and easygoing to all who met him, Ace's father behind closed doors was a different story.
The man ruled their household with a cold and uncaring grip, but took Ace especially under his wing.
He taught his middle child how to talk his way out of any situation, to carry himself in a way that made people comfortable.
That was, until he got sick
During the final months of his life and when Ace had turned sixteen, Mr. Landry took only his middle son on a hunting trip into the mountains (on their private land of course)
It all seemed normal to a young Ace, boring even, but he withstood it as always.
Until the last day, when his father ushered him further into the brush, the boy commenting that they were getting close to another family's range when the older man hoisted his rifle, seeming to lock onto his target with a steely precision Ace had never seen.
When the shot fired, he heard the thump that was usual for a fallen deer, but something was… different.
Pushing back the brush, he was stunned to see a man lying face down in the foliage, completely still.
He looked back to his father, who gave him the most honest smile he had ever seen on the old man.
Nothing ever came of it, nobody ever came forward about it, nobody seemed to care what his father had done.
It had been his final lesson, one that Ace took in stride
Only weeks later, after their father's passing, the eldest, Sam, became the head of the house, their mother too distraught over the loss of her the man her life had revolved around for years to do anything but dote on her sons in the way she had been taught
Ace didn't mind too much, he focussed on school and his "friends" until the time he went off to college, finding that much more his speed
College fraternity was a popularity contest, one that he won with close to no effort.
A couple of years into college, he took an interest in nascar
He had always had an interest in sports cars, his first car had been a Porsche 911, and he had recently taken to drag racing his friends, so it was a sort of natural progression.
It was casual at first, but over time and with much enthusiastic encouragement from his buddies, he really started to consider it as a career.
Some expensive schooling and a few entry level races later, he had finally gotten scouted.
After his first discovery, the mix of his seemingly magnetic personality and genuine talent won him sponsor after sponsor until he was racing on live television.
Romantic headcannons + snippet
When Ace met you, he definitely didn't know what to make of you.
Your eye contact was measured, as if you were counting when to look away and look back. You were pretty, of course, but had some of the strangest interests. And strangest of all, you didn't seem to want anything from him.
Or even really want to be around him.
You didn't look to be uncomfortable with him, but you also didn't go out of your way to find where he was or seek him out to talk again like many of his acquaintances did.
Everyone he's ever known has wanted something from him, so what makes you so special?
It eats at him to the point he starts seeking you out, eventually befriending you through faking interest in your hobbies and just being his usual charming self.
He ensures that everyone around you loves him too, sweet talking his way into the hearts of your parents, friends, and even coworkers
He's sure that if he digs enough, he'll find exactly what your after
He asks probing questions that are made to sound casual, but they still strike you as strange.
"Have you ever had a boyfriend?"
"Why do you like (insert interest)?"
"What do you think is my best feature?"
You answer as you usually would, straightforwardly, but at the same time, it almost puts you on edge the way he asks these seemingly innocent questions.
Looking deep into your eyes, a good distance away but so intimately it feels like he's too close for comfort.
You like Ace, you're thankful for such a good friend, but he makes you… nervous.
He doesn't even notice as he begins to lose interest in studying you, as he starts to actually listen to your ramblings, as he starts to become touchier with you, starts to move closer every time you're together.
He can reconcile his attraction to you. Again, you're pretty enough, with an above average body, lovely hair, pretty expressive eyes, kissable lips… nice grabbable hips-
Anyways
He goes for it, one day, putting a hand on your thigh while he's driving the two of you somewhere, pulling over and going in for a kiss and expecting you to lean into him
But you don't
Instead, you pull your leg away quickly, panicked when you see him coming closer
You are attracted to him, somewhat, but this feels… off.
Confused, he tries again, but this time you push him away, telling him to stop, you don't want to.
He laughs it off at the time, apologizing, but inside he's fuming.
Do you know how rare it is that he go after someone?! And you just threw it back in his face with that stupid adorable pout he's found himself thinking about more and more.
He'll have you. He'll have you running back to him.
It takes you a while to warm up to him again, but he's persistent and measured with his attempts to reconnect once he's gathered himself.
Soon, you're back to hanging out on a regular basis
But he's different.
He's still as physically affectionate as ever, but his touches are lingering, like he's trying to get the most out of each passing gesture that he possibly can. He's taken to pulling you onto his lap, pretending not to notice when you try to get up, panicked when you feel him… pressing into you.
He really doesn't seem to like your other friends, he just ignored them before, but now he actively talks down on them, scowling when you bring them up in conversation
And most of all, he stares. Openly. You can always catch him out of the corner of your eye, just gazing at you in a way that makes you feel like you're on the menu.
You try not to notice, Ace is the first friend in a long time that has wanted to spend this much time with you and you do genuinely care for him, but every time he comes around you start to feel sick to your stomach.
No one around you will hear it when you come to them with your plight
"You should feel lucky to have a man like that in your life! If he were my friend I would show some appreciation!"
"Oh, honey, I dont think it's anything like that, I know Ace, he's a good man."
"Have you considered that he might like you? He's a good man, I know you're a little awkward around dating but you should really give him a chance!"
You're so fucking tired of hearing how good a man Ace is.
You try to distance yourself, not replying to his texts or phone calls, especially not the ones offering to hang out.
You hope he'll get busy with work, get a girlfriend, a pet, anything that will keep him and that sick feeling he brings with him away from you.
He reaches out to the people surrounding you for support and you're bombarded with angry and concerned messages from the people you thought you could trust to be on your side.
So you ignore them too, completely isolating yourself
It works, and you almost feel peace for the first time in months, turning off the TV every time he comes on promoting something and reflecting back on how unhealthy the friendship was. It works for a month.
A month of no connection outside of work. No friends. Nothing outside of going to work, coming home, and going out alone.
Until, on one chilly autumn afternoon, he shows up in front of your apartment.
You called your land lady, frantically asking how he could have gotten past the doors to the complex without a key, heart dropping when she answered sunnily how he had explained that he was your boyfriend, how you had been isolating yourself recently and how he was there to check up on you.
You tried to explain, ignoring his demands to be let in and the banging from the other side of the door, that he was not your boyfriend and that you didn't want him anywhere near you, but she stopped you,
"Your boyfriend really cares about you, miss (l/n). Self isolating won't fix whatever you're going through. It's obvious he wants to help you, you're lucky he's such a good man."
You hung up, dropping your phone on the carpet as he finally got through, walking in with a couple of your concerned neighbors crowded in the doorway.
He looked down at you, giving you a positively chilling smile, "Sweetheart, I'm so glad you're okay, you had us all so worried!"
He embraced you tightly before you could back away, too tightly. He was angry, but he couldn't show that in front of them. You broke down into sobs, burying your face in the rough material of his jacket, and his grip loosened ever so slightly.
"There we go." He grumbled, sounding almost relieved as a chorus of 'Aww's and happy sighs sounded from the crowd, "There's a good girl."
You found yourself hugging him back, seeking any sort of comfort as he stroked your hair, pressing a kiss to the top of your head.
He turned slightly, not letting go of you, "We're all good here folks, thanks for your help, again."
There was some light chatter before they moved on, going back to their apartments.
Ace took your face in his hands firmly, fixing you with a stern expression, "Now, was all that really necessary?"
You shook your head, empty.
He'd done it, he'd broken you.
And you had helped him.
You had pushed everyone else out of your life in fear of him and now the comfort and familiarity of his touch seemed like the only thing that could save you.
"You can have it all back." He whispered, face coming closer to yours, "Your family, your friends, your life,"
He smiled, the most genuinely you had ever seen him, "And me."
You hesitated, but nodded slightly, squeaking when he pressed his lips to yours in what felt like a split second, deepening the kiss almost instantly and sending both a pang of fear and a bolt of arousal down your spine at the same time.
To your surprise, after a minute, he pulled away.
"That can wait, honey. It's time to bring you home, now." He chuckled, hoisting you up into his arms.
You watched from the passenger door as your home got smaller and smaller in the rear view mirror, something in you finally giving up and withering away as you slumped against the expensive leather seat.
He reached over, placing a familiar hand on your thigh, a grin tugging at his handsome features when you made no effort to move away from his touch.
"I love you, (Y/n)."
And with a nauseous ache taking hold in your stomach, you knew he meant it.
Speaking of yandere knights in modern times...
EVIL!!!
Ace again
With tattoo + scars!
Fake dating to one-sided obsession
Fantastic read.
It's a dead dove so mind the tags!
[Dead Dove: Do Not Eat]
Like a lamb to slaughter, Lucifer goes on a picnic with Alastor and Rosie.
The menu? Fresh fruit, pastries, and butchered fallen angel.
Or: Alastor offers Lucifer a respite from the weight of existence for an afternoon.
A little something that's been lingering in my WIPs for a few weeks. I had an absurdly light work day and the vibe was finally right today to finish it. A little morsel as I keep working on WSBE 8.
Based on a very lovely CMV that has been living rent free in my head for awhile.
Chapters: 17/17 Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Stranger Things Ensemble, Nancy Wheeler Additional Tags: Billy Hargrove Being an Asshole, Body Horror, Dark, Mind Games, Mindfuck, Psychological Warfare, Explicit Sexual Content, Trauma, Steve Harrington Needs a Hug, Obsession, Mental Health Issues, Shameless Smut, Bloodlust, toxic himbos, Sadism, Extremely Dubious Consent, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Blood and Injury, Cruelty, Psychological Horror, Heavy Angst, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Ableist Language, psychotic behaviour, Insanity, Enemy Lovers, twisted soulmates, this shit is bananas, ghoulish, Macabre Summary:
"No way around it-hurt makes Billy feel alive. A bright beacon of clarity in his otherwise dull existence.
So he seeks that out now. He can admit that to himself: he seeks oblivion to awaken.
And with Harrington, for one beautiful moment, he felt completely, utterly awake."
Or
Billy plays a monstrous game of cat and mouse with a very traumatized Steve Harrington.