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Hi can you do a yandere navier from remarried empress with a female reader?

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Navier's footstep echoed through the halls, the moonlight shining through the windows creating a lucent look in the hallways. Her feet making her go to the usual chambers of a woman that she knows, loves and obsess over.

Her day has been hectic, ever since the death of Sovieshu by killed by a "assassin" caused a ruckus in the empire. The whole empire was in mourning for the loss of their Emperor but Navier could care less of her now ex husband's death.

She was tired of putting a facade for the entire week as nobles, commoners, and peasants showed their sympathy for her. Saying on how it must have been hard for Navier to know that her "beloved" husband had died to due an assassin.

Through countless tears and fake empathy about Sovieshu death, the day had finally ended and she can go back to not caring about him at all and show her love to the woman that had captured her heart.

The big wooden doors closed and on the other side the woman she all knew too well, her breath hitched and she can feel her palms sweating at the thought of seeing her once more.

Without knocking, Navier opened the door and saw the sleeping figure of the woman in the bed all by. The moonlight caressing her face softly, Navier could feel her heart beating against her chest.

Her gaze wondered over the gifts that she had given her, the vase that was filled of [Name] favorite flowers, her books laid across the tables and shelves, ones that Navier knew she would enjoy the most.

And then onto the jewelry laid across her vanity, and her dresses and shoes. Navier could feel her smile widen at the sight, and the countless times she saw [Name] wearing the clothes, shoes and jewelry she had given her.

Or how she spoke about the books that she had gifted to her, Navier liked to hear the sound of [Name] voice. It was better than anything, it calmed her senses and made her relaxed.

"Your majesty?"

Oh, what a lovely sound..

"Oh, [Name].."

Navier watched with hawk eyes as [Name] sat up on the bed, observing every detail. The way her hair was a mess, how close lidded her eyes were whenever she just woke up, how plump her lips were. Gosh, she was just so irresistible..

"What are you doing here?"

The Empress smiled and sat down on her bed, her hand softly caressing the sheets. "Just wanted to check up on you.." Navier voice was soft and melodic, [Name] smiled.

"I appreciate the concern, your majesty.. but you don't need to. I'm perfectly fine.."

[Name] smiled at the Empress which made her heart flutter at the sight of her smile. "... I can't sleep.." She gave a excuse.

"Huh..? You can't sleep?"

Navier nodded. "I have a hard time sleeping ever since of Sovieshu death..." Navier said, acting sad to gain empathy from [Name]. Putting on the fake small tears, she could see [Name] gaze softened and moved closer to her.

"It's going to be alright your majesty..." [Name] wrapped her arms around Navier and pulled her close, Navier lip's twitched when they made contact. She buried her head against [Name] chest.

".... Can I sleep here with you? It'll make me sleep better.." Navier lied, feeling her smile widen and was glad that [Name] couldn't see her face right now.

"Of course, your majesty..."

"Thank you.."

They laid on the bed and got comfortable, [Name] laid down on her side as well as Navier. Facing each other. "Goodnight your majesty.." [Name] said with a smile which Navier returned.

"Goodnight.."

[Name] closed her eyes and peacefully slept, Navier felt giddy and caress her face. Her face became flustered and possessively wrapped her arms around [Name], pulling her closer to her.

"You're mine.. [Name]..." She whispered, caressing her [H/C] locks. Running her fingers through it. "You're mine... and no one can take you away from me..." Navier placed a soft kiss on her forehead, tightening her hold around [Name] as she slept.

"You will be mine... and we'll be together... forever..."

Hi hi !! May I ask for a scenario with Ayano Aishi and female reader?? After months of work, and getting rid of the rivals the reader accepted Ayano's confession. But, the reader regrets this decision by how possessive Ayano is( the reader has not gone back home since she accepted her confession and misses her family), and slowly discovers her "hobbies".

Sorry if this is too long, you can ignore the details if you want.

Thank you and take care! <33

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It was all a mistake. She shouldn't have accepted Ayano's confession.

And thanks to her accepting the girl's confession, she's now trapped in Ayano's room. With an chain on her ankle, preventing her from escaping.

She was going crazy at this point, no matter what she says, Ayano won't let her go with the pretense that someone else will steal her away from her. [Name] began to deeply regret the choice of accepting her confession in the first place.

[Name] doesn't know how many days since then, she was worried about her family. She knows they are probably looking for her, worried sick.

She starts to miss them, and it has lonely. The curtains were pitched black and the windows tinted to dark black, so she doesn't know what time it is. She was only allowed to watch the TV in Ayano's room and her phone was taken away.

[Name] looked back at the door as it was opened, and went in Ayano's father, Jokichi. His empathic eyes were visible, he put the tray of food down on the floor in front of [Name] who began to eat it.

The male watched as the girl ate the food, he wanted to help her escape but at the same time he knew of the consequences if he does. His daughter would be heartbroken and being angry at him while his wife would do the same, in the pretense that he doesn't want to see his daughter be happy.

It's not like he hasn't tried, he did. But it failed.

He does want to see his daughter happy, anything. A normal girl who's not like her mother but he was proven wrong... he guessed what Ryoba said to him was right.

The girls in the Aishi family will always turn out like this and he shouldn't have expected this.. he should have done something or told his daughter something.

Jokichi eventually left with the plate as [Name] was now all alone back in Ayano's room.

She had expected Ayano's parents to be mortified when Ayano showed that she had basically kept her as a prisoner, but instead. Her mother, Ryoba, became delighted and praised Ayano while Jokichi was a having a instant realization.

And now.... she was here... all alone...

Ayano would come home from school and began to cuddle with her like nothing was wrong, like keeping her as a prisoner in her room was not wrong.

After a few hours, she was now lying on Ayano's bed, curled up into a bell.

The door then opened as she looked behind and saw Ayano coming in, a huge smile on her face as she greeted her girlfriend. "[Name]!"

Ayano crawled into the bed and hugged her, [Name] just laid there on the bed. Unmoving, stiff as a board but Ayano didn't mind as long she can hold her girlfriend, everything is fine.

[Name] clenched her eyes, she can remember the first time she was forced to be here. It was just the 1st week since they started dating, and when [Name] came to visit Ayano on her home. All of a sudden, she wasn't allowed to go home.

Ayano threatening her if she goes and forcibly trapped her in her room and making sure she won't go away from her.

She could remember how scared she was when Ayano showed a side that she never knew, hell, no one knew. It scared her, it scared to the point she has no choice but obey Ayano.

Scared of how dangerous she was being.

Ayano nuzzled her face happily against [Name] neck, inhaling her scent. "How's your day [Name]?" Ayano asked as [Name] clenched her fist and bit her lip, preventing herself from saying something sarcastic.

In fear Ayano will not like the answer and it will happen again like last time.

"G-Good..." The black haired hummed happily as she tighten her arms around [Name] waist, pulling her even closer to her body. Her black eyes glanced down at [Name].

"Father didn't let you escape like last time right?" [Name] slowly nodded, she could remember the last time Jokichi tried to help her escape. It didn't help, Ryoba and Ayano got mad at Jokichi, and Ryoba being disappointed at her own husband. The two were basically guilt tripping Jokichi.

A smile etched in Ayano's face. "Good... he shouldn't mingle with things that aren't his business.." Ayano said with a dark undertone in her voice, [Name] gulped as her mind wander off to her family. Wondering on how they were, her friends too.

A single tear escaped down her face.

'Someone... please... get me out of here...'

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Can I request Yandere Vlad the Impaler with the reader who's the sister of Matthias Corvinus? Knowing the history of both men the tension would be so high. Imagine like Vlad have a meeting with Matthias and met the reader for the first time and it was like love/obsession at first sight?

Hello dear. I hope you like it.

You were the third child and only daughter of John Hunyadi and Elizabeth Szilágyi. In other words, you were their precious little Princess in every sense. You had the best and most expensive of everything. Your mother was very careful about your upbringing. She did everything she could to make you a real lady. You got along well with your brothers. Especially with Matthias. The loss of your elder brother Ladislaus was a heavy blow for the family. You mourned in your mother's arms for months. After a while, Matthias took over the throne. In other words, he was now a King. You were very happy for your brother. Matthias had been protective of you since your childhood. This protectiveness especially increased when you two were alone in life. However, fate had some plans. Vlad the Impaler had visited your country for diplomatic purposes. He had noticed you during his meetings with your brother. Your brother was disturbed by Vlad's curiosity about you. Vlad immediately informed your brother that he wanted to marry you. This made your brother angry and worried. It was no secret that Vlad's fame had reached many people. Matthias politely turned down Vlad's request at first. However, this did not cause Vlad to give up. I have a few theories about what could happen next.

A war breaks out between the two countries. ~Matthias wins. ~Vlad wins.

Matthias is forced to let you and Vlad get married so that there is no war.

"I won't cry for you" - Yandere Tyler Galpin x Female Reader PART 3

•Part 1 •Part 2

Words: 1699

Warnings: Mentions of torture, psychology, dysfunction yet healthy family relations if you squint.

Show: Wednesday (2022)

Summary: You've graciously or stupidly, granted Tyler a phone to call his father for whatever reason he had while you went to call yours for assistance. And since you weren't fully knowledgeable about Hydes, you contacted the only person you knew, who wasn't in prison, that had that knowledge. Your father, Alvin Gates.

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🥺 Sorryyyy this took forever a lot of months, planned to post this at February but got sick and many stuff happened, preparing for an interview :--D but am back in my writing mojo!/kinda, HAPPY HALLOWEEN) AND I HEARD season 2 is coming omggg I'm excited

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"Well, well, well~ If it isn't the sweet consequence of my actions with your mother." A voice unmistakably grouchy speaks, sounding jovial with every word out.

A quick glance to your locked bedroom door before you finally said a response into the cellphone.

"You sound well, father." You mildly greeted, a tinge of a smile in your voice. To think it's almost only been a month since the last call.

"Yeah yeah it's been a while but cut the chitchat, sweetie, what do you need helping with?" You could imagine an eyeroll as your father said, always cutting to the chase.

"About Hydes." You spared no other detail and maintained calm articulation. Not that you needed to be careful with him, thankfully.

For more precaution, it's better if not even your own father knows about Tyler being in the house. You didn't want things to get out of hand.

"Ah- what about them? Did something happen that isn't supposed to–" Suddenly silence overtook the line, a thoughtful humming until he spoke again. "Don't get yourself into any unfamiliar territory, kid. That's suppose to be your mother's speciality."

So he noticed, of course he did. Better leave that to his wandering imagination than spoil your plan. A very non-existent plan at the moment.

"I don't plan to. Father, I was just curious since I kept hearing about them." True, that wasn't a lie in the slightest. "I was wondering if you'd know anything about them."

Surely he must know something.

"Hmm, you heard it from someone, no doubt. . . Alright, alright. What do you want to know exactly, kid. I'll tell ya as much as I can afford to." Sounds like mother has been keeping tabs on him.

"Hydes obey only one master, their own, correct?" You continued when father hummed a helpful tune, "would it be possible to sever the ties between a Hyde and its master."

A pause in-between your father's breathing left you suspended.

"Well. . . Got bad news for you kid, I don't know any available methods for that." He sighed gruffy like he felt bad, "sorry but can't help you with the whole severing business. It's set in stone, pretty much."

"I see. . . " You massaged your temples, disappoinment rising inside you. But you couldn't just accept this answer easily, stubbornness seemed to take hold in your heart. For what reason? You couldn't figure out.

"However–" A hoarse chuckle emerged from your cellphone. "It's not entirely impossible to say there aren't other ways of solving that problem. I'm sure you can get some creative ideas from their origins, kid. Only one thing is set in stone, Hydes only serve one master."

Father's bold hint sparked a lightbulb in your head. Their origins.

In the first place, what caused Hydes to bond an undying loyalty to their masters was–

"Sorry for not being alot of help, kid, I'm out of time for the day. Take good care of yourself, will you."

"I will." A buzz of excitement slowly crept over you as an idea began running through your mind. "You were very helpful, dad, thanks. You take care too."

"Mm sounds like you found an answer eh?" He sounded genuinely happy, making you feel much more sturdy in this new plan.

"Not exactly but I should be on the right track." If Tyler would go along with it.

"Mm so you're going to try any attempts, I see. Hah– it's hilarious how similar you and your mother's thinking is!"

Again with the comparisons. You rolled your eyes, "Goodbye, father."

"Alright alright, see ya kiddo. For now." BEEP. BEEP.

The call was over already.

.  .  .

You turned off the burner phone, picking out the block of battery from the back and saving it in your other hiding space for another time. Now you should check on Tyler, you can't afford to trust him so easily especially when his father's a sheriff. 

Quietly you went out of your bedroom, closing the door slowly so as to not make a sound. You headed down the stairs in a casual, fast pace to quickly see his state of mind.

But it's likely he isn't planning to screw himself over... Your assumption was most likely made correct when you came to see Tyler sitting slumped on the couch, his face buried deep in his hands. 

Sweeping your gaze across the living room and floor, the burner phone you gave him was nowhere in sight… Mentally noting to check the trash bin by the kitchen before you stomped down the stairs and made yourself known.

Tyler's eyes peeked up first from the gaps in-between his fingers like the leafy venus flytraps back home ever so often tempting you to closer inspect. To place your finger in there, to feed. 

He waited on your next move.

Your arms folded, hiding your hands twitching on their own for a tweezer. "Did you have a good talk?" 

What else could you really say without sounding too interested in him. 

"It was something…" Tyler did a small shrug, less energy than he's shown before, voice dulled by the cover of his fingers. "Could've gone better. I wish he didn't hang up so fast."

"What did you talk about?" Might as well see how much information he was willing to give.

A small sigh, Tyler slowly revealed half of his distraught face. "Not a lot. He wasn't interested in what I had to say… Told me to be careful." Strange of the dutiful sheriff to say but then again you didn't know what kind of father-son relationship they had.

"How are you feeling?" One of mother's favourite lines growing up that you've somehow adapted into your vocabulary. It seemed the most appropriate.

You continued watching Tyler's tensed form with a safe but short distance away, the coffee table acting as a possible shield in between you and him. Incase he raged.

But there was none.

There was something in his usual silence this time that irked you. Like he didn't fully trust you. 

You approved of that, as he shouldn't. Mutually. Especially if things ever go wrong because of him, you were ready at a moment's notice to abandon everything to do with him. 

"I… Hate him." 

The pause went on for however many tensed seconds before Tyler's hands fell onto his knees.

"Sorry sorry, I know I shouldn't be saying this… I mean I can't say I don't miss him." 

"You can say what you want. I don't mind," you said flatly, genuinely meaning it. His expressions stiff, he looked mentally pent up, thoughts practically steaming out from his ears.

"No, it's fine. You've done a lot for me already, I owe you." He grinned brightly, the dark cloud looming over from before gone in an instant, "for that phone call too."

"Sure," it wouldn't be bad to have a Hyde indebted to you.

Tyler checked the ticking clock on the kitchen wall, "I guess it is getting late… See you in the morning?"

You nodded. "Night, Galpin." 

"G-Good night! Have a good sleep." He smiled dopey, waving briskly while walking backwards to the foot of the stairs before jogging up to his bedroom. So naturally at home.

Just how eager was he to get back in his room?

 That wasn't his usual way of walking, what could he be looking forward to or hiding in there… Or he could just be relieved of stress after that talk with his father, maybe that brought about his new behavior.

Your suspicions were beginning to sound far-fetched even to yourself but then again, there was always that silver of possibility that he could be planning to rebel against you. 

So you moved fast towards the kitchen sink, tiny spikes of uneasiness pulsing through you, turning the facuet on and letting the water run loudly as you went to look into the trash bin.

Expecting to look down into a void of nothingness.

The large black plastic bag sleeved over the edge of the bin looked loose and puffy. Clearly you didn't do this, your meticulousness wouldn't allow such a lazy set up. You pat down the puffy areas, flattening the edges to allow better access in seeing what trash had been collected.

Shiny peices of black metal greet you at the bottom of the pit, tiny and almost powder-like glitter in the kitchen light. What previously used to be a burner phone now looked like the result of being in someone's clenched fist. Useful monsterous strength… if he could actually get it under his full control.

Whatever anxiety crept inside your heart disappeared as you contently spun on your heel and turned off the kitchen faucet. 

A small appreciation for Tyler as thanks to him, there's less work for you now.

You wondered why you even felt 'anxious' at all, it must've been the slight stress of knowing he could've screwed things up for you. And himself. Now that makes sense, of course since it's not as if you actually knew him personally even back in town. 

Feeling much more at peace, you headed towards your own bedroom, adjacent from Tyler's. His room barely made any noise except for the few inaudible mumbles and the faint use of his shower and the light peeking through from underneath his door. 

You never noticed before but he always had the lights turned on in there. Well, it's not as if you were the one paying the electrical bill. It was nothing noteworthy.

Once settling in your own bed and underneath your blanket in the cozy dark, sleep came easily… Until your brain jostled an interesting observation your very eyes must've slipped. 

In the trash bin, there was no sight of the small black piece. The memory card. 

The sim card. 

Despite his questionable actions, you chose to sleep, thoughts racing alongside a strange excitement building up in you. 

Oh what are you up to, Tyler Galpin.

Time was ticking. Neither on his or your side. He just didn't know it yet.

In the following morning you received a misscall from an unknown number. Father. He never contacts you first. There's nothing he needs that you could provide. It must be about the Hyde. 

Finally.