D E A T H A P P R O A C H E S

D e a t h a p p r o a c h e s

Thank i just started to cry in a cafe because of this

happy deathday to my baby boy😢sorry I'm late again.

istg something out there dont want me to send this request so I’ll *try* to shorten it,

Male reader whos a half demon, half human, half demon. His father isn’t bad thats not what im saying but he is the son of Douma so maybe as a younger child, his father bringing home a body might’ve scared him. So he runs away and meets Uzui who becomes a father figure to the half demon. Even though reader’s demon side isn’t as big as it may have been with his father or other demons, unfortunately even though it tastes terrible reader sometimes eats bitd and pieces of humans, killing them. Reader hates doing this but he can’t stop..he wants to be normal and drink tea without an needing for eating humans. Reader has to leave so he runs away from home again, and leaves a note to Uzui, confessing and saying sorry. But the two may never get to meet again as reader runs into his father, Douma. U deicide what happens next :)

Run rabbit, Run rabbit, Run Run Run!

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Yandere, blood, mentioned of eating/drinking animals and their blood, kidnapping, obsessive father, and hinted abuse.

Yandere Douma x (PLATONIC) son!reader

Tengen Uzui (+ his wives) x (PLATONIC) adopted son!reader

Author notes: Hi Hon! So I changed it from eating bits of humans to animals (like small birds). As if reader ate humans (even just a finger etc) Uzui would sense in his aura and kill him unfortunately. Was motivated to do this early. Your 8 years old at the start and 9 at the end.

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You really didn't know why you ran away. Just that poor lady, she looked so lifeless... you knew she was dead but there was so much blood on her! It made you feel uncomfortable. Your father's cheery voice offering you the "first bite" of your first human didn’t help.

The next thing you knew you were running before you tripped on something. You just curled up and continued sobbing too upset to stand. Before you heard a voice? Oh no... father found you didn't he! He was probably going to be mad at you... That made you sob harder.

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"Hey now." A man said. He didn't sound like father?

"Oh the poor thing!" A woman shouted...?

"Suma quite! Your gonna scare him!" A different woman now yelled? At that you looked up and saw a man, and three women.

"Hey it's okay." The third women spoke now sitting on the ground in front of you. She had Black hair and violet eyes.

"Careful Hina, it's a demon!" a black and yellow hair yelled.

"Sh Makio! He's only about 7 or 8." Hina answered turning to look at Makio you think before she looked back at you.

"Is everything okay?" The nice lady Hina asked.

You sniffle trying to calm your breathing before answering.

"Father came home with... with a dead lady! He kept saying to eat her! I don't wanna eat her!" You shouted before bursting into tears again.

You could make out some gasps from them before you were picked up and hugged?

"It's okay sweetie. Your dad isn't here your safe ok?" Hina spoke again. You looked up at her to see her smiling now.

"He's adorable!" The first lady yelled again. She had black hair and sapphire eyes. "Can he adopt him Tengen?" You forgot her name...

The man didn't answer he kept staring at you. This Tengen guy looked very intimidating not to mention his height made him even more scary.

"Of course. We can't just leave him!" He now shouted before smiling... that made you flinch.

"Yes! Come on Hina let's go give him a bath" the first lady whose name you learned Suma said.

Suma, Hina walked off ahead. Tengen and Makio trailed behind the three.

"Aren't you worried he may attack he's a demon after all." Makio spoke after some silence.

"From what I can tell he's only half. And if he does do something I will eliminate him." Tengen answered glancing at the three figures up ahead before back at Makio.

"Now! Why don't we go pick out some flamboyant clothes for him?" Tengen now shouted before giving Makio a chance to answer.

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They were very sweet and within no time they became family to you. It took some time getting used to them but after a while you actually ended up started calling them your parents.

You made sure to call each something different so it wasn't confusing. Suma was "Mama", Maiko was "Mom" and Hina was "Mother". You called Tengen a lot of different things. Sometimes it was Papa or even Dad.

Everything was great with them you honestly lived a normal life it was like you weren't even part demon. You could go out in the sun but you're half demon side made you get sunburned really easy. You even had your birthday with them and honestly it was probably one of the best birthdays you've ever had so far.

Everything was great that was until your father came home injured and your mom's were all panicking. But that wasn't the worst part his blood smells so good you... wanted a taste? No! That's wrong!

After that moment you couldn't stop craving it. Would it taste good or would it taste gross. Eventually you didn't know what to do but you didn't want to ask them that's just creepy. They're already knew you were part demon you didn't want to make it worse. I mean your child wanting to eat you? That's creepy. So whenever you did you would go out into the forest behind the estate. You never went too far but you'd find any animals you could and... kill them for blood. It satisfied you enough not fully but enough those thoughts disappeared. They didn't seem to notice apparently if it wasn't human they wouldn't notice in your aura!

But it became too hard. Constantly sneaking out for that to stop those thoughts. You weren't normal clearly no normal person would do that. Eventually your thoughts got the best of you maybe it's best if you left again. But you'd at least write a note this time!

So that's what you did, none of them noticed apparently. By the time they did there was a letter on their bed. Although you only addressed it to your father you didn't want your mother's freaking out.

To Papa

I'm sorry! I just couldn't stay. You didn't notice but whenever one of you bled it smells so good! It isn't normal but I managed to stop the thoughts. It was hard though I had to... kill some birds for their blood. I know it's not normal, so I thought it's best if I left. You should at least have a normal son, a human not a demon.

Sorry, from M/n

You didn't anticipate them searching for you. But by the time they did you were far enough away it would be hard to track you down. You started questioning that maybe you should go back maybe... maybe they wouldn't think you were weird?

You didn't notice someone was following you. You are walking through a forest not near any town so no one should be out here. The next thing you know you felt something hit you on your head and everything went black.

That's when you woke up in a room. It looked familiar... wait this was your old bedroom... with your Father...

"Oh my sweetheart! Your awake! I was so worried! I didn't find you anywhere, then one day you just happen to be walking through the forest that I was strolling through!" He answered.

"Don't worry! Your safe with Papa! I won't let anyone hurt you... or take you away. You'll say safe here forever!" He smiled... that sickly sweet smile you hated it.

"Don't worry about your kidnappers sweetheart, I took care of them! They'll have a big lovely group of hungry demons going towards them!" He spoke before laughing as if that was amusing.

"Stop it Douma!" You finally shouted.

"Douma? No no no! It's Papa or Dad or Father to you! And you won't be leaving this room until you call me that!" Douma shouted before marching out of your room and slam in the door shut before you hear a lock.

You also now noticed the window in your room was fully barred up and had boards on the outside... you wanted to go home!

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WHY DON’T YOU GIVE ME A SMILE? (ACT 1)

YANDERE! BATFAM x JINX (ARCANE/LEAGUE)-ESQUE! READER

A lil’ platonic yanderes harley and joker in the mix too hehe

gender neutral reader.

cw/tw: mentally ill reader. reader has schizophrenia. reader has a massive fear of abandonment. harley and joker only feed to that. a r s o n among other crimes. gaslighting. manipulation. implied r*pe (by reader im so sorry you guys) reader is interested in all genders.

summary: meet jinx, gotham’s loudest, most explosive villain. no one knows who they really are, or if jinx is really even their name. but one thing’s for sure — they’ve got a lot of people chasing after them and their reasons aren’t so noble.

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Considering Jinx was inspired by Harley Quinn. You’re probably her protégé. Her darling little child with Joker.

YOUR ORIGINS:

She saw you in the aftermath of the explosion. Cold and alone. Fire roaring behind you despite the heavens pouring its heart out, as if it was desperately trying to wash your tears and pain away.

She saw your bruises and a girl a little older than you walk away.

Her heart ached for you. No child deserved to be put in that kind of position, so she stepped in and made herself known.

“ I . . . I only wanted to help . . . Don’t leave me . . . Don’t . . .

You muttered.

Joker, who came here to marvel at the chaos such an explosion would present smiles maniacally.

You. You were the one that did this.

This beautiful wreckage and an equally beautiful child.

You were practically begging to be moulded into a weapon.

You charged at them both as they got closer, and while Harley was ready to defend her man - even hurt you if she has to - they did not expect what came next.

You just, held unto Joker’s right leg.

“ She’s not my sister . . . No . . . if she was she wouldn’t leave me . . . “

You were far too emotional for his liking. But nonetheless. A boon can always be found in a curse. That is, your desire for revenge.

He takes one look at Harley before picking your small body into his arms.

“ Who cares about fools like them, little one? They don’t matter in the grand scheme of things.”

His smile never stopped widening, yet even as a kid you never saw it as creepy or unnerving. In fact, it only reminded you of the smiles you used to draw on your nail bombs.

“All we ever truly have is ourselves. “

“So, smile. Don’t let your tears bring you down.”

Moulding you into the perfect weapon was easy.

Having a psychiatrist as a partner did help a lot in your development.

All it took was a few reminders of that fateful day before you began obediently following their rules and instructions.

You were a genius and since Harley kept protesting against it. You weren’t baptized into a vat of acid like the couple was.

Now, Harley and Joker are the worst possible parents you can ask for. So unlike Arcane’s Jinx. You are way way more unhinged. Not to mention, horny and materialistic.

As you grew up, you began to take interest in intentionally hurting people just for the sake of it. Stealing things was just a normal Tuesday for you. Being successful in your endeavors for once, and having bigger stacks of cash felt exhilarating.

The women and men were amazing. Your pseudo parents being who they were, didn’t really care if you were a sexual deviant or a pervert. When your hormones started kicking in they let you do whatever you want. Even giving you some of the people he held hostage as a toy to play with. If you have the capability of getting someone pregnant/or getting pregnant yourself they wouldn’t really care about the baby but you knew them well enough to know they’d use the kid as a way to manipulate you so you were careful in that aspect anyhow.

Harley noticed that when laying with women you’d often call out your sister’s name or call them sis by itself.

Sick. Disgusting. Is what a normal mother would think after finding out such a fact.

But to her you were just growing up so quickly. She had convinced Joker to go ahead and kill your sibling a long time ago behind your back and was growing anxious with the thought of you hating her and ruining this happy family dynamic (she had in her head)!

So she starts bringing you to more heists in disguise. Always keeping a close eye on you so that if any of those stupid heroes and vigilantes get any close, and you too far. She’d know as soon as possible.

It’s safe to say you grew up pretty spoiled, but even then you were hungry for more.

You see, even if they (Harley and Joker) weren’t careful with their “parenting” approach. They were careful with keeping you hidden from the Dark Knight himself.

Not that they were scared you’d get hurt. They could always nurse you back up again. Harley actually enjoyed the times you’d gotten in the cross fire. More time to take care of you in her arms.

They were mostly scared of the Dark Knight stealing you. Afraid that he’ll take you away and turn you into a goody-two-shoes they wouldn’t recognize anymore.

So as much as you were more involved it still felt like they were babying you.

It was your situation with you family all over again

But this time, this time you’ll show them…

You weren’t weak. And it’ll do them good to remember that.

YOUR RIVALRIES:

You made your debut at around the time Tim was still Robin.

You were his very own Joker. A menace deal with. A person that only cared for the thrill that came with hurting and killing masses.

You were terrible. Evil. A demon he had to exorcise from this world.

A demon he fell hopelessly in love with.

He didn’t know how his feelings came to be. It may have been the amount of stress and pressure he was facing coupled with having to deal with your ass every damn day whether directly or indirectly. But he found himself yearning to see you at times. Getting warm when he thought of you. He felt solace knowing that no matter how many times he’d attempt to tear you down completely, you’d still come back to face him once again.

He was so guilty of his feelings. How could he fall for someone as heinous as you? You were the worst of the worst. But somehow that made things so much more better.

You were a taboo. A vice he couldn’t have. The thought of entering such a forbidden relationship excited him just cause it was just that — forbidden , a temptation that should always stay like that.

He somehow manages to gain the self control to stay away from you for a while.

But then came Damian and he was set to replaced. Just like that.

“Wow there Timmy Boy. You look like shit.”

“J-Jinx?! Why are you here? How do you know my name?!” He asked as if he didn’t know every single detail about you himself.

“I have to know my little birdie well don’t I?”

“What kind of archnemesis would Jinx be to their little Robin if they didn’t do a lil’ research?” You spoke in a higher, cutesy voice as if you were your handgun that you’ve affectionally named Zapper.

“Right you are Zapper! I would be a terrible rival. That wouldn’t do for a hero as great as Timmy!”

He thought that all his work was all for naught. All the hours he spent trying to prove himself was gone so fast.

But you reminded him of his place in this world. Of his position as a hero. Your rival.

The warmth in your eyes when you looked at him sealed the deal. There was no coming from this. He was yours as you were his.

“Only I can hurt you like this, toots. Don’t forget that.”

Little did you know that Tim took those words to heart and never let anyone else hurt him (and stay alive).

“Big Bat can replace you but you’ll always be the Robin in my heart !” You winked at him, signaling with one of your manicured fingers for him to smile. Which ended up almost scratching your cheeks.

Tim was confused (incredibly flustered, not to mention har—), why were you so kind to him all of a sudden. He knew you were the playful type but you were usually ruthless when it came to battle. You weren’t one to play with food for too long. For you to excuse him, much less help him in such a state.

Who were you and what did you do to his Jinx?

“OW hEy! I swear if you put that there Pow-Pow— I’ll—“ Tim heard you screeching out of view.

Scratch his doubts. Yep, you were definitely still his Jinx.

The Dark Knight knew who you were from the beginning.

He had his suspicions even before you came into the scene. With your knack to tag everything with neon spray-paints.

At first he thought you were a simple thug that Joker and Harley picked up. But the way they were sheltering you made it seem otherwise.

The regret he felt knowing that you were basically a child in their filthy hands and was now far too gone to save was immense.

If only he knew. You wouldn’t be in this situation.

While he was “dead” he found himself looking into you more. About the death of your biological parents and the way your sister abandoned you to Harley and Joker.

He felt pity for your childhood and a sense of kinship. Sure the incident may have been your fault but you were a child. How could you have known your actions would have such terrifying consequences.

If only you knew him when you were younger.

If only.

He was sure you’d be one of the greatest vigilantes alive.

“I knew you were alive.”

You looked down at Batman, staring while both of you were being doused by the rain. Thunder accompanying the sound of conversation.

He takes a defensive stance.

“I’m not going to fight ya, that’s Joker’s thing. And I know he’ll grill my ass if I stole his archnemesis.”

“What a loser!”

“Hey! He took us in. We should be more grateful!”

Bruce looked at you as you talked with a new, rather large, shark shaped gun. He had memorized the names of all your “companions” by now and was oddly excited and slightly unnerved by the new one.

“So, why’d you leave? Was it . . . was it on purpose?”

“No.”

“Then come back.”

He almost dropped all his plans with the way you told him that.

“Tim needs you . . . and your other sons too or whatever.”

“Come with me.”

“You crazy, old bat? Why would I—“

“I know what it feels like to have no family. Harley doesn’t love you. Joker doesn’t love anyone.”

“Do you?”

“I do.”

“Well tough luck man. I don’t give a shit about love.”

You dropped down to his level. A thud resounds, loud enough to cut through the rainfall and thunder.

“Cause love never gave a shit about me.”

“We’ll have to refuse. Just get back to your sons, hero!”

“I’m sorry, perhaps I didn’t make it clear enough—

— I don’t think you have a choice in this matter, [Y/N].”

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𝔇𝔬𝔪𝔞 𝔵 ℌ𝔲𝔪𝔞𝔫! ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯

𝑆𝑢𝑚𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑦: 𝐷𝑜𝑚𝑎 𝑏𝑒𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑟𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑏𝑢𝑡 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑙𝑎𝑠𝑡 𝑏𝑖𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦 𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑑, 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 ℎ𝑖𝑚 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑎𝑟𝑟𝑖𝑎𝑔𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑠, 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 ℎ𝑒’𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑑 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ. 

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𝑊𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔(𝑠): 𝐹𝑒𝑚!𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟, 𝑂𝑏𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑛𝑜𝑛-𝑐𝑜𝑛, 𝑖𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑑 𝑠𝑚𝑢𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑒𝑛𝑑, 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑖𝑣𝑒!𝐷𝑜𝑚𝑎, 𝑜𝑛𝑒-𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛, 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑐𝑒𝑑 𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝.

𝐴𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑠𝑜𝑟𝑟𝑦, 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑜𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑡𝑒𝑑.

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𝐴.𝑁.: 𝑂𝑟𝑖𝑔𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦, 𝐼 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑎 𝑑𝑖𝑓𝑓𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑛𝑡 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑜𝑚 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑎 𝑠𝑖𝑚𝑖𝑙𝑎𝑟 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡, ℎ𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟, 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑤𝑜𝑟𝑘 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒’𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑣𝑜𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑐𝑢𝑙𝑡 𝑑𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑎𝑠 𝑤𝑒𝑙𝑙. 𝐼 ℎ𝑜𝑝𝑒 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑢𝑝𝑝𝑜𝑟𝑡. 𝑁𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑝𝑒𝑜𝑝𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑙𝑖𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑍𝑢𝑘𝑜 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒 𝑙𝑜𝑙, 𝑠𝑜 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑠𝑜 𝑚𝑢𝑐ℎ! 𝐼 𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑎𝑝𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑒 𝑖𝑡!

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Doma had you sit on his lap, one of his clawed hands grasping your hips, giving it light squeezes every few seconds. Every fiber of your being trembled. You held your hands close to your chest, clasping your palms together so tightly your knuckles turned white, and you refused to look up,  too scared to meet the demon’s unnerving stare. You could still feel his gaze on you, however, looking at you with dreamy, half-lidded eyes. He hummed a small tune,  one a mother would sing to their children at night, caressing your face with his knuckles. His touch was gentle yet cold, you couldn’t help but think death himself was at your side. 

Yet, it’s almost as if he was.

“My sweet petal,” Doma cooed, flashing his sharp fangs as he chuckled. His laugh sent a cold wave of fear to wash over you, when laughter is always supposed to fill you with warmth. You couldn’t help but shiver. “My pretty [Name], are you hungry? I can have my followers bring you food!”

“N-No, I’m fine, Doma,” you replied, shaking your head. “I’m still full from this morning.”

It’s true, you ate like a king — much to Doma’s delight—to the point you couldn’t even move. The demon hand-fed you every piece of food, making sure you tasted every savory dish he had his cult prepare for you. Every grain you swallowed left Doma giggling like a child, content in seeing you enjoying yourself, causing him to abandon the bowl in his hand and grab a different plate to feed you. 

You couldn’t even tell him no because he just ignored you, insisting to keep going. You couldn’t even escape, knowing the man was too strong to outrun. Thus, you were left to endure his doting and spoiling behavior.

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