So I saw so many people do this and it just looked like so much fun that I decided to make some of my own Yandere ocs! Both Yandere girls and boys! Also I tried to make the s/o (you) gender neutral so everyone can feel included!
It would be nice to receive asks with them as well! I wanna get my creative juices thriving again xD But yeah! I hope you’ll like my bbs!!
Trigger warnings: This is Yandere so there will obviously be triggering topics, such as: Manipulation, kidnapping, gaslighting, guilt tripping, sexual stuff, psychological and physical torture, just some of these babs can be really messed up so beware!
Name: Flora
Yandere type: Obsessive
“Hey sweetie! I brought you more cookies!”
Oh my, this absolute baby. This absolute angel.Believe me she is such a good girl for real. She is so sweet and happily bakes you cookies and other treats. That cute smile is seemingly always on her lips. An absolutely amazing listener and is gladly a shoulder to cry on. She loves giving hugs and since she is smol then she would love to be picked up as well if possible. Because fuck such a baby. Also never curses, literally never. She is adorable and pure but she is a yandere so of course not everything about her is good.
“W-What? You don’t love me? What did I-I do wrong?”
Even in her Yandere mode she is still a softie! She would never kill anyone, never hurt anyone, she might go as far as to hurt herself though so you’d stay with her. Hurting you is a huge no no and she is too weak and fragile to wanna hurt anybody else.
She can be manipulative though, uses her tears as her weapon and just guilt trips even if she honestly isn’t fully aware of that. Like she doesn’t understand that what she is doing can be seen as manipulation or guilt tripping.
Kidnapping for her is the absolute last resort and she really doesn’t want to go through with that, but if she would then she would be incredibly remorseful and do anything so you’d be comfortable. She would be begging for forgiveness and crying the entire first day when you’d be in captivity. So much so that you’ll likely feel bad for her even if you didn’t do anything wrong.
The most she does as punishments is leave you alone and with no food. But even that is rarely because she would rather hurt herself then see her beloved in pain.
She is seriously a sweetheart and an incredibly gentle yandere. From my ocs she is the best choice to end up with to be honest.
Name: Alex
Yandere type: Possessive & Sadistic
“Would you like to hang out later (Name)?”
Alex is a seemingly innocent and kind hearted guy. He is so sweet and is seriously the nicest boy all around. He is loved by everyone and nobody has anything bad to say about him. Alex is also one of the top students and will gladly help you with whatever you need and he will never ask for nothing in return besides your company.
However, even if it doesn’t seem wrong at first, then your other friends seem to somehow start to keep distance from you. Obviously he is there for you and to push your worries aside. Saying things like “They just don’t understand how amazing you are, like I do.” In that sweet melodic tone of his and you just feel so safe in his arms. It’s almost ridiculous how dependent you become on him.
But all of his persona is just a huge fucking lie because as soon as you reject him then you’ll get to see the beast he actually is.
“What the fuck did you just say?!”
The first thing you hear is him cursing when you reject him. Despite him literally never cursing before and his eyes change too. He just looks insane, because that’s what he seriously is. All of his good boy™ personality is just a huge lie and actually he is a piece of shit who isn’t above hurting anyone to get his way.
He will knock you out and kidnap you right away when you reject him. This boy does not take rejection well ever and it gets tiring playing the cute, sweet boy all the time so he’ll be happy to show off his actual personality.
As soon as you wake up then you’ll be met with the insane bastard man he truly is. He will stop at nothing to make you love him like he loves you. The one bad thing is that his love is incredibly twisted and to him you have to be perfectly obedient even if he doesn’t mind at all if you fight against him. That just makes things somuch more fun and the satisfaction of seeing you broken so much more delicious.
He is perverted, not gonna lie. But not as much as one might actually expect. There may be some sexual punishments but most will be physical and psychological. He absolutely lovesmind games! Making you doubt absolutely everything and make you doubt yourself. He loves seeing you cry and he’s such a bastard to lick them off your cheeks. He is very sadistic and will get clear pleasure from your pain and isn’t afraid to threaten to hurt your loved ones to make you obey.
Once you’ll be his perfect little doll then everything will be perfect and he will be so gentle that you’ll realise how horribly unfair to him you had been to him at first and how nice it feels to be a good girl/boy to him now.
Name: Emma
Yandere type: Obsessive & Little delusional
“Hey babe! Wanna hear about the new prank I have planned?”
One word to describe Emma as is a prankster. She loves setting pranks up on people and she loves other people who love to have fun like her. None of her pranks are really mean spirited she just likes to have fun and try to take the most in life that she can. She also loves to go to haunted houses and other abandoned places. She is just really chill and nice! Also to be fair she is also pretty intelligent and her pranks are really creative. She is not the best student out there but it’s mostly because she doesn’t try as hard as she could. She passes her classes but she could do a lot better. All of her time is just around her pranks and you.
She just loves hanging around with you. No matter what your personality is like then she’ll just love being around you. What starts out as a crush soon goes out of control and she just can’t get you out of her head but you will never see it.
Emma makes sure that you know how much you mean to her even if sometimes it can come off as awkward then she means well!
“Sweetie, don’t cry! I am doing this because l love you!”
She doesn’t start off as a Yandere. Her love for you just takes over everything. She doesn’t even really have to stalk you because he manages to monopolize all of your time to be with her. However she does take pictures of you, a lot of pictures of you. She touches herself to the thought of you quite a lot. Maybe she even gets brave enough to grab a pair of your underwear. She just loves you so much it has drove her insane. If she would have gotten actual professional help at the right time then everything could have been prevented but now it’s just too late.
She will only kidnap you if somebody else takes her place or if you reject her because this baby is so obsessed with you that she literally can’t live without you anymore. She absolutely needs you to breathe and live. Nobody else matters to her but you. Even her pranks don’t, you’re all she thinks about anymore. In her mind you have to love her already. Because she loves you!
When she kidnaps you then she is very remorseful but she has convinced herself that this is for the absolute best. You two can finally be together and nobody can separate you two anymore! I have to say that she is perverted and now that she gets to be so close to you then her perversions take over her and a lot of her punishments are either sexual or psychological in nature. But she doesn’t punish you a lot because in her mind you are just getting used to your new life and relationship and everything is okay!
No matter what she will have to do then the two of you will live happy together forever and everything will be perfect! No matter what.
This dude. This fucking dude, holy crap. Okay where to get started. Well he is mostly really monotone honestly. Seriously doesn’t show a lot of emotion at all and most of the time his emotions consist of anger and deep annoyance. Even with you he starts off as being very indifferent towards you but something about you just pulls him towards you and he can’t stop himself. It annoys him deeply and makes him angry, because fucking damn it why does he feel like this? He thought he was so much better then this but you have him weak at his knees. Eventually he accepts these feelings and boy it’s not gonna be good.
You may just be a classmate, his friend, his teacher, fuck you may have bumped into him once. No matter what it is then he just becomes obsessed with you and that just isn’t good for you or anyone else around you.
Also this dude is a huge fucking pervert. Like an absolute fucking pervert. If he would be in Danganronpa then his talent would definitely be Ultimate Pervert. Anyways he is a stalker. Definitely a stalker and he is so good at it that it’s literally scary. He steals your underwear, shirts, scarves, whatever he gets his hands on. He has an incredibly high sex drive and he jacks off to the thought of you so often. Even in class his thoughts seem to linger and he has to go to the bathroom to get rid of it. Seriously he just loves the idea of dominating you and making you moan out his name.
“Oh baby you look so cute when crying~!”
Kidnapping is 110% gonna happen. No escaping that. This man isn’t afraid to have his hands dirty. He is probably the most likely oc of mine to kill people close to you and the feeling of blood on his body is also a strange turn on. He will do anything to have you and he will literally kill anyone. Even the people you love the most. He’s a fucking bastard I swear to god.
He will have you weak sexy lingerie, no matter if you are girl or a guy. He’ll grope you and rub his bulge against you. Not surprisingly majority of his punishments are highly sexual and sadistic. He is rough and he rarely gets psychological with you. But he does make you feel like every single punishment is completely your fault and that he’s only doing this because he loves you so much.
He will have you completely desperate for his attention by the end of it and you’ll be an empty shell of who you used to be and oh god does he love seeing you this way!
You’re so much more perfect like this~
Name: Amara
Yandere type: Clingy & Obsessive & Delusional
“(Name), I am so happy to see you again!”
Whelp, this girl. Honestly she is a little difficult to explain. Amara in some ways a definite sweetheart. She loves making you smile, also loves to make others smile and just make people happy. She is chill, smart, pretty. Not in any way the most popular girl around but she is definitely known. She is pretty athletic and is the best at basketball.
Mostly she seems normal. Completely average and she makes friends with you easily. She is so sweet and caring. But at the same time she can be so mean? Not to you, of course. But at times she just says the absolute most meanest and rudest things about others with a smile and grin on her face. It’s honestly scary but she quickly changes back to her usual sweet personality.
Those were just the first red flag.
The thing about Amara is that she isn’t really a bad person. However she can’t be called a good person either. She is somewhere in the really fine middle. Her love for you is very much true and she does love you but her love for you just makes her anger and bitchy attitude rise towards anyone who tries to take away your precious attention from her. This just won’t fucking do. Not at all.
For her murder is something she is capable of but doesn’t really wanna do it. However if pushed far enough she will most certainly kill whoever was unfortunate enough to take you away from herself.
She is incredibly protective, smotheringly so and she always finds a way to be together with you and everybody seems to want to stay away from you because Amara is just scary. She is really fucking scary when she nears you with that smile of hers.
Even if you approach her about that then she’ll just laugh and wave it off. You both love eachother right, so why is it wrong of want to be with you all the time?
“Baby, let me have a taste of you~”
Kidnapping with her is actually 50/50. There’s a likely change that you’ll just become so trapped together with her that no matter what you just can’t leave. But if you still did everything you could to disobey her or scream at her to leave you the fuck alone, over and over again, then eventually she will break and will most certainly kidnap you.
Her punishments won’t start out harsh. Mostly isolation and letting you starve for two days or so. Then it goes to leaving cuts on your arms and legs. She licks the blood away as well. Every part of you is way too precious to waste! She just loves you so much. Can’t you see?
Likely will murder somebody and bring you something of theirs, body part likely, to show it off to you like a proud puppy and she is just so confused by your screams and tears. Isn’t this the ultimate token of her love and devotion to you? For her it definitely is! But you have to learn eventually! You just have too!
She does have a sex drive and loves touching you as much as she can, hearing you whine and whimper makes her just feel so excited! It’s just so cute!
When you try to escape then she isn’t past just breaking your leg or hand. She won’t let you leave! No matter what you are supposed to be together forever! Likely won’t ever be capable of killing you though even if the idea becomes tempting at times. But you’re so much more cuter alive then being a cute dead doll.
But yeah, she is crazy with her love for you and she has little to no boundaries to show her love for you.
This is some bullshit. Maybe I shouldn’t have spent all of my money on clothes.
Sighing internally, you walked back to your apartment, sulking quietly to yourself. You thought that it was a good idea to spend your week’s earnings in a new store that had opened just recently, not too far from where you lived. Not only that, but you had completely forgotten that your rent was due on Sunday. It was Friday night.
Opening your apartment door, you sat down with your house keys in the bowl next to the door, locking the door before placing your keys. Throwing your shoes aside, you made a beeline straight to your bedroom. Carelessly flinging your clothing into the blue hamper that was in the corner of the room. Grabbing your towel, you made it to the shower, the hot steaming water dropped onto your skin while at the same time, creating water droplets on the sides of the glass mirror. After drying off your skin, you made it back into your bedroom, in search of your pink PJs. Settling in them comfortably on your bed, you started to aimlessly scroll through your phone until your phone started to ring.
“Hey, are you up for a girl’s night out?”
Why not, maybe I’ll even get to wear something new that I bought. After agreeing, you grabbed a white spaghetti strapped body con dress with a pair of black heels. Taking a quick shower, you made sure to get all of the necessary areas, since you had taken one not too long ago. When your friends arrived, you hurriedly locked your apartment door, rushing to get into the car. Lights flashed from within the club, music was loud and could be heard from outside of the nightclub. Walking up to the bouncer, the three of you, Mia, Alaina and of course, you, showed your IDs to the man guarding the door. After receiving the slight nod, the three of you entered.
Two hours after being at the club, your friends were already drunk. Laughing obnoxiously, swaying from side to side, giggling at every little thing they could find. You, on the other hand, were still on your second martini, not really feeling the vibe in the club. For some reason, ever since you got to the club? you felt a pair of eyes watching your every move, made you feel uneasy during the entire night, quite upset that you couldn’t enjoy much of the club. Feeling someone’s presence next to you, you turned to face the very good-looking stranger? Oceanic blue eyes, red hair, and a smirk fill his features. Not bad looking at all.
“What’s someone like you doing around this type of place?”
Your eyebrow raised in curiosity at the question asked.
“ What do you mean, someone like me? Is it wrong to be out and have fun on a Friday?” His head shook violently at your response. “ No, no. That’s not what I meant. Sorry if it sounded that way. ” Rolling your eyes at him, you turned your body the other way, ignoring him and watching your friends have a blast on the dance floor. Soon enough, a band grabbed your wrist, pulling you to face the man from earlier. “Y'know you don’t just ignore people who are trying to have a conversation with you.” Struggling to pull your wrist away from him, the said man gripped onto your wrist even tighter, which you knew would’ve left a bruise.
“Y'know, it’s also no fun to see when a girl isn’t interested but the guy continues to bother her. Are you asking for a beating of some kind?” Bleached hair, vixen eyes, another definition of hot and yet so gentlemanly. White suit, black shoes, and gold wristwatch, has to be some important person; not aware of the sickening aura he gave off, you continued to look him up and down, unsure of what motive he had behind saving you. Seeing that the man who had been harassing you before had been replaced by your ‘savior’. Intrigued by such a figure, you turned on the stool that you were sitting on to face him and thank him for saving you. “You don’t have to thank me for saving you, it was common decency.”
Smiling at his statement, you introduced yourself which sparked a conversation between the two of you. A few stories and drinks later, you had been drunk, laughing your ass off at any silly thing Kokonoi said, gripping his shoulder as you tried to hold up from laughing. Truth to be told, he wasn’t saying anything silly, in fact, it was quite the contrary to what you thought it was. The man with the cat-like eyes squinted at you; you couldn’t hold your drinking well, being quite the lightweight. Asking the bartender for another drink, Kokonoi was about to say no, but a slimy sick voice within his head said otherwise.
‘Make it her last drink for the night before you take her home.’
Eyes stretched as far as they possibly could before Kokonoi agreed with you to get another drink. Giving the bartender a subtle nod as to what to do with the drink, seeing that you were more focused on the light and music than anything else. Drinking the alcoholic drink, without letting down gave Kokonoi a sense of excitement, thinking the drug would work faster, and to his luck it did. Seeing your blacked-out state, Kokonoi picked you up and headed to his car, placing you gently in the back seat. Driving to headquarters, peering back in the rear view mirror as your sleeping state smiling to himself as he was finally able to get you.
Warnings; timelines converge from 28 Years and Bunny, mention of kidnapping, imprisonment, yandere relationships, aggressively yandere Silva, mention of imprisonment for decades, Stockholm syndrome, mention of NSFW, mention of corrupt nuns, vow breaking, my headcannon for Hisoka background, My OC for 28 years in place of Silva’s wife for clarity’s sake, Reader is Bunny, some 28 years MC background story, Zeno’s Dove mentioned,
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Hisoka sighed as he conversed with his associates, wondering just what they were going to do now. Apparently, Illumi has been keeping secrets from Bunny and from Chrollo and Hisoka. The woman he had introduced as ‘mother’ was not actually his mother at all and they were now going to meet Illumi’s real mother instead. However, Illumi was explaining to them exactly what his mother was like and the topic of them technically kidnapping their Bunny came up.
“Mom won’t react to it well if she finds out Bunny was technically forced into a relationship and kidnapped.”
“Why is this our problem?”
“Because my father is extremely protective of my mother and will also become upset if she becomes upset.”
“So he gets mad, big deal.”
“When it comes to my mom, it IS a big deal. Father kidnapped her 28 years ago and I barely get to see her because of how jealous father gets. Father wouldn’t even let her breast feed my siblings and I as infants due to his jealousy. Besides… I do not wish to see my mom look at me with the same disappointed and disgusted look she gives father when his jealousy makes him act out. It may also show Bunny just how far those in my family are willing to go for the few they love.”
“Fine,” Hisoka sighed, relenting to Illumi both as a placation and as curiosity. Illumi was mysterious- even to Hisoka- and hearing the true tint of anxiety and fear to his associate’s voice was far from the emotionless norm he had, “we’ll not mention it. Bunny is in a good mood and probably won’t say anything. ♠”
“And if she starts to,” Chrollo added, “we can steer the conversation away from that.”
With the three in agreement they headed to where their Bunny awaited them in the library, curled up and lightly dozing on the couch beneath a soft blanket. No doubt the blanket had been an addition after as a butler or Kikyo likely draped it over to cover the sleeping figure.
Illumi woke you with a soft forehead kiss, the sleepy hum whining from your throat as you came back to consciousness. You could barely believe how rested you felt after the small nap, the couch being a higher quality than any bed you have slept on before entering the Zoldyck estate. Everything was so high quality that you sometimes found yourself entranced with the workmanship on a wooden table that never gets used or a forgotten wood relief lining the halls. Where the opulence was suffocating at times you had to admit that the high quality bed in Illumi’s room was divine in comparison to anything you have rested on in your life up to that point.
“Mmm… Yeah? What’s up?”
“Come on, Bunny. It’s time to meet my true mom. I have some rules for you though.”
“Oh?”
“My father is very… Protective… Of my mom. He is also very jealous of anyone talking to- or interacting with- my mom. She is sensitive and has lived 28 years of imprisonment with my father, so she will have a collar and chain keeping her in her suite. She… Doesn’t get to leave that set of rooms for any reason other than when my father decides she can, so she has lived in those rooms for more than half of her life.
"I know we did not give you much choice, Bunny, but compared to my mom, you are basically free. I don’t want to treat you like father does with mom, so please don’t upset her by mentioning it. Father may be fond of you but if he feels you are a threat in any way to mom, he will kill you.”
You felt surprise flare in your mind, trying to process what you were just told only moments after waking. Part of you wanted to snap at Illumi and tell his mother about your kidnapping immediately, but another part of you gave you pause. From how Illumi spoke of his mother and father, it seemed like anything somewhat upsetting to her could lead to disaster at any moment.
On top of your awareness of your own situation and if what Illumi said was true, comparing your experience with that of his mother was shocking. Collars, chains, and the same few rooms for several literal decades sounded like complete hell to you. Never going outside and seeing so few people, you felt you would probably go insane. Not to mention Illumi had four siblings, so five children all while locked away for most of your life was a terrifying concept. Part of you even felt a bit thankful you had the freedom you did despite how you still felt trapped, at least you weren’t her.
“I understand.”
You answered softly before Illumi pulled you to your feet, feeling much more awake now. Chrollo and Hisoka both followed as Illumi led all of you deep into the estate, far from where you had wandered even on late nights. A kind of giddiness settled in your stomach that held a tinge of stress, wondering just what kind of person Illumi’s true mother was like after years away from others.
The door that Illumi came to a stop in front of made your stomach writhe with anxieties as you saw just how heavy the door was. Everything in the estate was heavy, but that door looked as if it could withstand a direct blast from an explosion and still offer resistance. It was a door you knew you wouldn’t be able to open no matter how hard you would try.
Illumi opened the door and though it could have been your imagination, for a moment it looked as if he had struggled to move it. You felt your nerves rise as you walked into the room, seeing a rather large and soft looking couch where a woman sat waiting.
She… Was stunning in a way you felt you couldn’t describe. Her figure was full and curved, ample breasts and thighs on a small height, accenting the comforting presence you got from her. She wore a pair of glasses that made her expressive doe eyes seem larger, so full of wisdom and affection. Her hair was a flowing waterfall of curls that looked so soft and seemed to create a kind of halo around her. It almost seemed like stars were reflecting in her compassionate gaze, woven into the very substance of her hair and skin as if she faintly glimmered.
You were so entranced by the being of empathy in the flesh that you almost missed the towering demon behind her. Illumi’s father Silva had always intimidated you since the moment you met him, those cold blue eyes endlessly analyzing every movement and behavior. After spending some time around him, that fear died down, but now it slammed back into you full force as if knocking the air from your lungs. That frozen gaze speared into the two new men in the room, his white mane of hair making him look beastly and all the more intimidating.
To think, you were so afraid of him and he wasn’t even glaring at you.
As you took the whole scene in now, you saw the collar fitted around the woman’s throat, the chain attached to it trailing down to the floor and out of sight. The furniture was lavish and the room was large with a kitchenette and several branching doors, a single window on the far left letting in a ray of light from the outside. It was grand, but you knew it was a prison cell beneath all of the expensive quality.
You moved towards the pair with Illumi, Hisoka, and Chrollo, feeling the weight of Silva’s intense gaze pushing down almost threateningly on you. Hisoka and Chrollo seemed to also get the same impression you did, that no mercy would be given should anyone unsettle the soft woman that was Illumi’s mother. She stood and took Illumi into her arms, that kind smile and true happiness telling you just how much she cared for her son.
You had considered what you would say to her and even revealing Illumi’s behavior, but now you truly felt like you couldn’t. Not only because you felt as if you had no room to complain, but because of how truly and deeply she cared about Illumi. She was kind and gentle and everything Silva very clearly was not, and you couldn’t bare to think about someone so gold-hearted being crushed in such a way. It just wasn’t worth it to you.
“Welcome back, Illumi.”
Her voice held honest love, a sweetness to it that made it sound smooth as honey.
“I have someone for you to meet, mom.”
“I know, your father told me you’ve met someone you love.”
Illumi turned to you, his mother’s kind eyes resting on your own as he gestured you closer. You only went as far as Illumi’s side before his mother gently took your outstretched hand in both of hers, impossibly soft and comfortingly warm. She seemed genuinely excited to meet you and looked as if you had made her happier than she had ever been before.
“Hello, dear. It is so good to meet you. My name is Kiame, also known as Illumi’s mom.”
“Oh, uh, hi. (Y/n) (L/n), it’s nice to meet you too.”
“I hope we have plenty of time to get to know each other, after all, we’re going to be family soon enough.”
You couldn’t help but return her kind smile, feeling relaxed around her and her genuine excitement with your engagement to Illumi.
“I can’t help but worry about Illumi, he is my firstborn and I adore my children. I just hope you two are happy together.”
It was then Illumi spoke up, seeming much more relaxed around his mother as well, letting you know how much she impacted him. Part of you realized that she was likely the only positive influence Illumi really had in his life and you would have been in a much more dangerous situation if not for her. If Illumi only had his father’s side of the family, he likely would have kidnapped you and killed Chrollo and Hisoka long ago.
“Mom, I would like you to also meet my fellow associates. We three are engaged to her and so grandfather thought it best to introduce you to the three of them. Chrollo Lucilfer, Hisoka Morrow, and I share (y/n) (l/n) between the three of us.”
“Well, so long as you four are happy-”
She cut off for a moment, her eyes going wide as if something caught her attention after the fact. The way she seemed to think for a moment in complete silence made you wonder just what it was that surprised her.
“Mom? Is something wrong?”
“Morrow was… the name of my teacher… Sister Morrow. She was a nun and I worked as her apprentice in the cathedral before- nevermind. It’s nothing.”
Illumi glanced in surprise towards Hisoka, not expecting his mother to recognize any of the names of his associates. He knew Hisoka was born in Meteor city to a mother that was a forsaken and vow-breaking nun, but it couldn’t possibly be the same nun his mother spoke of. Not at all-
“My mother spoke of her apprentice often. How she saw the girl as a daughter but still wound up betraying her in the end. I learned eventually that she was afraid of being caught for what she had done, confronted by a stranger with her misdeeds. All that was demanded was to mislead her apprentice, sending her deep into the forest to never return. She waited until she began to show before fleeing to Meteor City so no one would know she had broken her vows.”
“… Did she ever say who she spoke to?”
“The wealthy father of an interested man. My mother had her apprentice enter the woods alone so she could be taken as payment for not revealing the truth about what my mother had done. Never really did get why she sold her apprentice only to run away shortly after. Seems pointless to me, but she said she regretted her choice in the end.”
There was a moment of silence as Illumi’s mother sat in quiet contemplation of what she was just told. The way her expression turned to one of hurt made your chest ache, as if seeing her in pain upset you in some deep part of your brain. She shouldn’t be sad or hurt, the pain didn’t look right on her, as if her being in such pain were some kind of crime against nature.
The softest whimpering sound from her lips made Silva react, his voice a rumbling and deep growl of baritone in his chest.
“Out.”
Illumi was quick to pull you back with him, his father picking his mother up and striding away to a door deeper into the room. The four of you left the room quickly and Illumi was the one to close it behind you, the large door sealing with a clear latch of the many locks that adorned it. You didn’t know what to say at that moment, having been taken by surprise with the sudden shift in behavior from Illumi’s parents.
“To think, Hisoka’s mother was your mother’s mentor.”
“And his mother sold my mother to my grandfather on my father’s behalf.”
You managed to find your voice, trying to piece everything together despite the very sudden way things had happened. On one hand, it would seem the world was very small, and on the other you felt like some key pieces of information were missing. Beyond that, you felt like you had glimpsed the kind of person Illumi could have become if not for his mother’s truly compassionate heart.
“What is your mother, Illumi?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, she is different from anyone I have met before… She seems to actually be a genuinely loving person even though she is locked up like a prisoner. I don’t think any normal human would be able to live like that and not go insane.”
“She is insane. She loves my father despite everything he does to hurt her… But she is kind and always has been kind. She is too good for my father and he knows it, so he hides her from almost everyone. Setting her free from him won’t fix the damage he’s done to her.”
You glanced back at the heavy door and found yourself feeling lucky that even though your freedom was stolen away, you didn’t have to live the way she did.
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You let the gentle breeze skate over your skin as the plants around you rustled playfully and danced in the wind. It had been a few days since you got to meet Illumi’s mom and you had learned more about her in that time. Her situation was different from your own in many ways. She had been the one to rescue Silva from death where it had been the opposite for you and your lovers. You found yourself thankful you were not in her place or situation even though you did still resent Illumi for taking your freedom.
Currently, you sat with your three lovers, placed neatly on Chrollo’s lap as Hisoka and Illumi sat on either side of you two. Chrollo was reading a book on ancient war tactics and you were somewhat reading too, only half way through a page when he was already flipping it to the next. Though the four of you were quiet at that moment, it was clear that meeting Illumi’s mother had impacted you all in different ways.
Hisoka had withdrawn more than usual, reflecting on finally meeting the woman his mother loved as a child more than him and talked about with such fondness the woman may as well have been his older sibling. Chrollo was always trying to analyze and pick things apart, so though he wordlessly scanned over the book in his hands, he was likely thinking about the situation you all found yourselves in. You were stuck in thoughts of Illumi’s family, realizing just how deep the trend of obsession and kidnapping really went in his bloodline. Illumi seemed the least bothered but you felt he was likely worried about his mother and about how you were taking meeting her.
Any time you thought of a question, you would voice it and one of your three lovers would respond with whatever answer they could manage. The only questions you hadn’t gotten an answer to was what his mother was- as you felt a strong doubt she was really a normal human given your introduction to her- and what his grandfather had done with his obsession. Since the behavior was obviously something that came with his paternal lineage, his grandfather must have had a similar story, but you had not met or seen any sign of Illumi having a grandmother.
“I just want to know where your grandmother is. I mean, if your father keeps your mom locked up all the time and practically has her bubble-wrapped, surely your grandfather did the same?”
“No. I didn’t.”
The low and almost lazy tone of Illumi’s grandfather drew your attention, seeing the older man standing not too far as if he had materialized out of nowhere. Even though the grip Chrollo had around you tightened, you wanted to press and pick the elder assassin’s brain for answers your lovers simply didn’t have. You had long figured out that his grandfather Zeno had a particular soft spot for you and that soft spot seemed to extend to Kiame as well based off of his behavior.
“So, what happened?”
You tried to push and the old man considered you silently for a moment before approaching and settling on a bench across from you four. Chrollo closed his book, actually seeming to have the same level of interest you did in gaining more pieces to the Zoldyck family puzzle.
“She died shortly after giving birth to Silva. It is a kind of family curse to have this fanatical obsession for one person in our lives, going back generations. I used to think it was part of the curse to have that loved one always die… But Silva has proven that theory wrong.
"My Dove was a fiery woman, stubborn to a fault and I mistakenly thought I could control that fire of hers through pain. She tried to run one day and I lost my temper. Had I known what would happen because of it… About two months later she gave birth to Silva, I hadn’t even realized she was pregnant. None of us had. She had a cryptic pregnancy so it was a surprise to us as it was to her. Her body couldn’t handle it though. The stress of what I had done and the labor wringed every last bit of life out of her. She only lived long enough to hold Silva for the first and only time.”
The wind felt colder now, a chill racing down your spine as you realized just how you had been unfortunate enough to draw Illumi’s attention, but fortunate enough to not have the same fate as the rest of his female ancestors. How close had you come to being forced to live the same painful cycle? You made a mental note to find time to thank Illumi’s mom for raising the most sane generation of Zoldycks.
“My father did the same to my mother as I had to my Dove, and he died of heartbreak not long after. My grandfather- Maha- did the same to his bride. I feel when Illumi’s mom does pass on, she will be taking Silva with her. He won’t survive losing her. Illumi, take it from me, you need to keep your temper even and make sure you treat (y/n) well, you hear me? That kind of loss is suffocating and you likely won’t be fortunate enough to get another chance.”
His words made you curious as you felt your brain kick into action to try and make sense of something that caught your attention.
“Has anyone gotten a second chance?”
“Hm?”
“With their love, I mean. Death is pretty permanent in most cases.”
“Well,” Zeno gave you a knowing smile, “it is possible. Rebirth is a debated topic, but one I fully believe. Nen is a unique thing to each person, so when Nen identical to a deceased person shows up, it is hard to argue. I happen to be the only one I know of who has gotten that second chance. I found my Dove again and this time I won’t make the same mistake. Born into a new life, but the Nen and the similarities are unmistakeable. I haven’t yet told Silva of this unusual situation, but I doubt he would care much as he only really cares for his wife. Perhaps you will get to meet my Dove at some point, (y/n). He is restricted to my wing of the estate, however. He may be male in his current incarnation, but it changes nothing. He is still my Dove.”
You were surprised to hear of someone being reborn and the fact was that Zeno couldn’t care less if his reborn darling was male or not. It was clear to you just how fortunate you were when it came to Illumi even though he had technically pushed you into the relationship you now had with him. His family had done far worse and you had just barely gotten away with the most sane of the assassins in a long lineage of obsession, kidnapping, and forced relationships. Out of three generations of kidnapped lovers, you were the only one who could step foot outside of the estate hidden within the mountain.
“Anyway, (y/n), it may anger you to only have the freedoms you do, but never forget you have more freedom than any other who came before you in the Zoldyck family. I am not telling you to be grateful Illumi chose you, simply to be thankful Illumi is far more sane when it comes to you than the rest of the family would be.”
Cursed Blessing- pt 5 (Yandere!Sukuna x Reader x Yandere!Yuji)
Warnings; yandere, two yandere in one spot will argue, shared body experience, arguing, dual yandere tempers, most curses know better but not all, threats, death threats, reader is threatened, adrenaline is one hell of a drug, reader injury, blood, comfort, dreamverse NSFW, everyone is of age, non-con, dub-con, voyeurism, oral, full yandere awakening, vaginal,
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‘You still trying to ignore me?’
'Shut up.’
'You’re just mad you didn’t get to feel it.’
'I told you to shut up.’
'What?Don’t want me to explain how nice and snug her cute pussy is while stretched around my big cock. Or how she moans when you lick her-’
'Shut up already! Stop talking about my Blessing that way!’
There was a moment of silence as Yuji realized what he had accidentally called you and it truly scared him. He was starting to talk about you like Sukuna did and he was terrified at the concept of becoming identical to the curse king. But… He was being honest when he thought of you as an absolute blessing in his life.
Even with everything he went through, from bearing Sukuna as an internal curse to having so many of his morals called into question, you were the one thing that remained constant. You saw Yuji as different from Sukuna where so many others thought he was just a monster lying in wait. Every ounce of pain Yuji experienced due to being a sorcerer all seemed worth it so long as he could talk to you once it was all over.
You reminded him that not all was bad in the world, some good things still existed despite the pain the world brought. Everything he needed, you already were. All that he knew was that you were good and he… Well, he was trying to be good.
'Your blessing, eh? Sorry, Brat, but she is mine. I’m only sharing with you because I need your body. She’s attracted to the me inside of you, not you, never forget that.’
'She likes me more than she likes you! I don’t force her to do anything she doesn’t want to-’
'Oh? Doesn’t want to? Next time she is dreaming, I’ll drag you along. That way, you can see how she rides my cock and mewls for more when I fuck her senseless. She struggled at first, sure, but now she is nice and compliant for me. Laying under me and letting me fuck her juicy tits all while I cum in her warm little mouth, watching her drink down my cum is truly something to see.’
'Shut up! Keep going and I’ll-’
“Yuji?”
Yuji snapped out of his internal dialogue, noticing you smiling in an amused way at him which sent his stomach fluttering. You chuckled when you saw his bewildered expression as if he had forgotten where he was and what he was doing. The two of you stood outside of an abandoned school, having a relatively easy assignment of dealing with a small handful of curses that took up residence in the building.
Though Yuji was well equipped enough to deal with curses of all classification, you were still uncertain about your ability to deal with curses alone. Of course Yuji was the first to volunteer to show you the ropes, after all, there is no better way to show mastery than teaching someone else. Gojo- for what it is worth- was actually trying to help Yuji with his obvious crush on you, so he gave the okay for you and Yuji to go together.
Everyone was actually interested in you and Yuji getting together, all trying to push the two of you into a pair at any opportunity. It seemed as if everyone was aware of how Yuji felt about you, everyone other than you, that is. You remained blissfully unaware of the feelings he harbored for you, believing it was just Yuji being the kind guy he was by trying to make up for Sukuna’s behavior towards you.
True, it hadn’t stopped Sukuna from coming to you in your sleeping state- always indulging more and more in the physical pleasure he got from you. To some extent, you had actually given up in fighting back against the king of curses, just wanting to rest. He was far more gentle with you not resisting than he was on the times you fought back. You had learned that it wasn’t just dreams when you woke up with one of the bite marks he had left still on your shoulder. There was no one to protect you in your sleep, so you knew you had no chance of actually fighting back.
The easy way out was the one that meant you got more rest, so it was the one you chose.
Even with your training in handling cursed objects and in using your cursed energy, you were nowhere near the same level as Sukuna. Every night was a pointed reminder of that fact.
While you were awake, you at least got to spend time with Yuji who was clearly able to keep the curse at bay, if only for the time you were conscious. Yuji worked hard to protect you and to teach you about cursed energy, trying to train you to protect yourself. Perhaps one day, you will even be strong enough to fend off Sukuna’s advances.
“Yuji, did you forget already? We’re here to look for some curses, not day dream!”
“Right, right. Sorry. Let’s search this place. It would be better for us to stay together.”
“But if we split up, we can cover more ground.”
“No,” Yuji snapped before calming himself, “always better to stick in a group with curses. Besides, I don’t want you to get hurt, you are new to these things.”
“I guess.”
You followed Yuji inside of the building, a vague shiver making its way down your spine as you got the faint feeling of being watched. Clutching your cursed weapon tightly, you made sure to glance around just in case the curse tried to get the drop on you. Making your way through the abandoned halls with Yuji had you jumping at almost everything, feeling your anxiety running rampant as you tried to keep yourself calm.
When you got to the top floor and hadn’t found a single curse you felt confused, wondering just where all of the cursed energy could have possibly been coming from. Of course, as soon as you realized how quiet it was, a curse came screeching out of the darkness towards Yuji. The odd thing surprised you and you were faintly glad that Yuji was there to help as he cut down the beast without hesitation, two more joining in the battle.
You prepared to jump in and help Yuji before a sudden bang made you yelp, fumbling with the weapon as you tried to turn to see what made the sound. Behind you loomed a rather large six-legged beast, slavering jaws wide open and tongue extended towards you. You were so shocked you couldn’t even lift your weapon in time, but before the beast could snap its jaws shut, something startled it.
The misplaced and misshapen eyes along the creature’s hide were all staring directly at you, wide and fixated even as the creature took several steps back. As you found the will to tighten your grip on your weapon and strike, a long oddly flesh colored spike speared the beast right through the center.
All you could do was stand in shock as the beast fell to pieces and disappeared right before your eyes.
What stood behind the beast was an unusual looking man with bi-colored eyes and stitches lining his entire body. His wild Grey hair was pulled into three clumps at the end of the strands, making an oddly asymmetrical appearance. He was grinning wide as if he had just found the most amusing thing he could imagine standing in front of him.
As the spike retracted and changed shape, you realized that the spike was actually the man’s arm, falling at his side as it returned to normal. Something about this… Thing… Felt horribly off and unnatural, making you feel as if you were staring into the open maw of some demented demon that sought to swallow you whole. From behind you came a voice you recognized but had never heard use such a vicious tone.
“You.”
The sheer hate in such a normally kind voice made you turn on instinct, seeing what you never thought you would see. Yuji looked as if he had lost all sense of self, eyes blazing with molten fury and body tensed with the need to kill. You only realized your careless mistake when you felt a sharp edge rest against your throat, your weapon twisting out of your hand and both wrists pulled together behind your back.
Of course! That was why he felt so wrong when you first saw him, the man was a curse. The most human looking curse you had ever seen but still a curse.
“Yuji~ Happy to see me again? This is a familiar scene, isn’t it? Someone you care about, captive in the hands of a curse, and you can’t do a single think to save them. Junpei might remember- oh, he can’t, can he?”
“Let her go.”
“I don’t think so. Maybe I’ll turn her into one of my puppets too, then you’ll have to fight her! Would you be able to kill her to free her from my grasp?”
“Don’t you fucking dare!”
“How about you switch out with Sukuna? I might consider letting her go then.”
Yuji stared at the man and you could feel the sheer hate he felt for the curse that held you and gleefully taunted him. A kind of pain buzzed in the back of your mind as if your very being was being squeezed and held in the hand of a monster. Your heart raced and panic began to slowly bubble in your brain, leaving you doing your absolute best to stay calm even though the outcome was grim at best for you.
“You should know better than to try and play with me, fool.”
The low slithered voice made you snap to attention, seeing the scrawling black ink along Yuji’s body and the crimson eyes that haunted you every night. Had Yuji actually willingly switched out with Sukuna? Why in the hell would he do something like that? Of course, the curse said he would consider letting you go if he did as he was told. Did you really matter so much to Yuji that he was willing to release the king of curses to try and get you back?
“King Sukuna, I-”
“Shut the hell up and hand her over, now. Keep trying to test me and I will ensure you die here.”
“Listen to my proposal and I will let her go.”
“Do you really think you are in a place to bargain with me?”
“With her soul nice and warm in my hands, I think I’m in a fine place to bargain.”
Despite the conversation going on between the two curses, you could barely focus on them as your blood roared in your ears. The panic inside of you was becoming stronger and you were struggling to keep yourself contained, feeling the slight bite of that edge dance against your soft throat. You really hadn’t been this close to death before, the clammy and moist breath against your neck leaving a sickening wet feel to your skin.
What was this creep going to force Yuji into? You couldn’t let that happen! Yuji tries so hard to be a good person and this curse was trying to undermine Yuji by appealing to Sukuna.
You could only see one way to stop this from happening.
With a steadying breath you wrenched your body forward, feeling the blade slice along your throat. You didn’t really feel that much pain, even as you felt warmth coat your chest and blood fill your mouth.
Clearly the two curses had not expected this from you as the one holding you tried to withdraw his blade, only making the cut deeper in his effort to stop you from hurting yourself. Even as you fell to the cold tile flooring beneath you, there was little to no pain, in fact, you really didn’t feel anything at all. There was no pain or fear, no pounding heartbeat or cold tile, just numbness as you watched the deep crimson spread beneath you.
The very faint sound of squelching meat met your ears and an arm flew off to land near you, scuttling away and pulling itself along with its fingers. The sound didn’t last long before that too was gone and the only thing you had left was your blurring vision. Everything moved and cartwheeled above you as your closing eyes met four crimson orbs, a light filling your vision as you spun away from consciousness.
Sukuna cursed angrily to himself as he sealed the deep cut that had marred your soft throat, using reverse cursed techniques to heal you. Luckily, he stopped himself in time to get to you before you died, pulling himself away from the heap of flesh that was the other curse’s body. If you had died he would have… Well, he didn’t really want to face that reality and thankfully he didn’t need to as you lay in his arms, still alive for the time being.
What in the hell were you thinking, doing something stupid like that? Why had you even done it? Sukuna had everything under control, damn it!
He sighed as he stood with you in his arms, willingly returning control to Yuji who panicked upon seeing your shallow breaths and bloodied skin. You had lost a lot of blood, but thankfully not enough to kill you. Yuji still picked you up and rushed out of the building, figuring that the best thing for you would be to get a blood transfusion and rest. Naturally, Yuji was practically snapping at Sukuna due to the fact that you had gotten hurt.
'What the hell!? I thought you were going to handle it!’
'I was! (Y/n) decided she was going to deal with it before I could.’
'Did you at least kill that bastard?’
'It was kill him or let her die, I want my Blessing to live.’
Despite the way Yuji wanted to scream his frustrations, he stayed calm and held you close, helping you support your head and making sure you were comfortable. He needed to make sure you would live, not wanting to think about what he would do if you had died. Getting you into the vehicle that waited for the two of you was easy as Yuji ensured to bark the order to hurry to get you care.
He didn’t know what happened that led to you being so injured and soaked in your own blood, but all he could do was blame himself. If he had just attacked instead of letting that damned curse touch you, maybe you wouldn’t have been hurt. Yuji wouldn’t be able to live with himself if you died, all that mattered now was keeping you alive.
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“What the hell?”
“I told you, next time I would bring you along.”
Your eyes slowly opened and you saw you were in Sukuna’s domain again. The last thing you remembered was wilfully throwing yourself away for Yuji’s sake and then everything going dark. It was easy to gather that you were still alive, finding yourself in the unfortunately familiar place.
Not too far from you, Sukuna stood, but to your surprise he wasn’t alone. Next to him was a strung up and naked Yuji who was tightly bound and immobile, but something about him seemed different from Sukuna’s usual tricks. Sukuna had created a fake Yuji many times and had even ticked you with them several times. Sometimes the Yuji he would create would be cruel and vicious, other times the created Yuji would be sweet and affectionate. You wondered what this one would be.
As you mused and watched the strung up Yuji struggle, you felt as if the one you were looking at was actually really convincing and seemed just like the real Yuji. Your distraction meant that you hadn’t noticed Sukuna move until you felt the large hands lay over your waist. There was only a split second to struggle before you were suddenly right in front of Yuji, those hands sliding up to your soft chest and keeping you caged to the muscular form.
“I didn’t appreciate that stunt you pulled, (y/n).”
“I didn’t do it for you.”
Your retort seemed to actually bother the king, his eyes narrowing before you felt your clothes ripped off of your body. A hiss of pain escaped your lips as you found yourself splayed out on the skulls with your hands chained down from beneath the alabaster white bones. Sukuna kneeled next to you and held one of your thighs so your soft pussy was exposed to the bound Yuji. A faint embarrassment built inside of you even though you figured he was just another one of Sukuna’s mind games.
Sukuna let his nails shorten as he trailed a hand down your front, coming up to cup your heat and slowly drag his fingers through your soft lips. A gasp hitched your throat and you bit your lip, humiliation burning at your skin as you felt yourself become wet almost immediately. Your body knew the routine well and clearly chose obeying Sukuna instead of you every time he came to you in your dreams.
“There we go… Good girl. Getting nice and soaked for me.”
He chuckled in that low drone, glancing at the bound Yuji before back at you, a sly grin pulling at his lips.
“Do you know how much this brat thinks about you? The way he wants to see you cry from overstimulation as he feasts on your soft pussy. He lusts so deeply for you, I would feel badly if I actually cared.”
A low cackle escaped him, those gleaming red eyes of his just dancing with amusement. He seemed to weigh his thoughts for a moment, once again glancing at Yuji and then at you before the skull pile began to shift. You found yourself on a kind of pedestal or sacrificial altar, your limbs secured down in a spread eagle position. Yuji was now in a kneeling position due to his binds, right between your legs with his face almost level to your exposed heat.
“I can be such a gracious curse, I’ll even share with my vessel. He’s been wishing to eat up your sweet pussy for so long, he can put that obnoxious mouth to good use.”
Sukuna stood behind Yuji and lifted one foot, planting it between Yuji’s shoulder blades and shoving Yuji’s face into your soft pussy. You whined and struggled as you felt Yuji trying to pull away before he flashed his tongue out to lightly prod at you. As if a switch had been pulled Yuji stopped struggling, now passionately digging his outstretched tongue into your soaked folds.
He got one taste and his need overtook him, now thrusting that tongue into your warm and slick entrance, smacking his lips loudly. Yuji snorted and moaned into your now dripping pussy, trying to push his mouth deeper into you and groaning in euphoria. Each moan or gasp from you made his extremely erect cock twitch in anticipation, straining up in a desperate plea to be buried inside of you.
Sukuna just laughed, watching Yuji helplessly feast on you like a feral beast that so desperately needed to slurp your slick up. The best part for him was that keening moan that burst past your lips as your orgasm was wrenched from you by those incessant lips mouthing at your pussy. Yuji whined and tried to straighten up, to level your gushing pussy with his aching cock so he could satisfy every craving, but Sukuna was not that kind.
Instead, Sukuna once again strung Yuji up, now above you so you could see the way the precum dripped from that painfully erect length, dribbling onto your stomach. Without warning or preparation, Sukuna started inching his way into you, your slick walls hugging and welcoming him into your sensitive body. You let out a high yelping whine from the sudden intrusion, gasping as he pulled back only to ram inside of you again repeatedly.
There was no stopping your moans now, your body already deep within Sukuna’s control and begging for some release, hips moving with his own. You gasped and mewled as he easily hit each sweet spot inside of you, sending shivers through your entire body. That coil of pressure built up with intense clarity inside of you, growing with the push and pull of Sukuna’s thick cock inside of you. He rest his palm flat on your stomach and slowly pressed down, making that coil of pleasure wind up almost painfully as you nearly wailed from the sensation taking over.
“Look at her, Yuji! Look at the way she screams from my cock fucking her senseless! Look at her!”
You were consumed with pleasure and didn’t care what Sukuna was saying at that moment, focused only on the way he speared into you. As that coil snapped and seared bliss directly into your brain, you screamed out and felt your entire body jerk with the pleasure flowing through you. The faint sensation of hot ropes of cum filling you up and painting your insides white made you wail as you own orgasm was prolonged by the stimulation. A wetness splattered against your chest and Sukuna cackled in an almost crazed way.
“Couldn’t keep yourself from cumming after seeing her squirt so beautifully from my cock, eh? Pathetic. Can’t even keep yourself under control because you want to fuck her so badly. Just seeing her cum and hearing her moan made you bust a nut like this? Yet you call me fucked up.”
You were too fried to really comprehend what Sukuna was saying or who he was saying it to, feeling oddly full with his cum sloshing around inside of you. Due to Sukuna’s cock buried in you, none of the cum could leak out of you making you feel almost bloated. Of course, Sukuna wasn’t done with you yet.
As he began moving again you let your mind run off to a better place, hoping you could actually feel rested when you awoke.
