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✨ Star goddess darling ✨

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What would yandere god Monty do if his goddess darling not only managed to escape him but ran off with their human lover; and how would he react?

Side note: The darling is the goddess of the stars and dreams ✨

Warning ⚠️: Unhealthy mindsets, physical abuse, and death.

Yandere Monty: God of war, rivers, and storms

🌌 Oh, he's not going to be happy. He's livid.

☁ Freddy is going to have to tell him to calm down because the passages ( rivers ) to the netherworld are now too unstable to use.

🌌 But even his frienemy ( and in a way, Low key his boss's boss ) won't be able to calm him down.

☁ Not only did you run away from him, but you ran off with a human.... WHAT!!!

🌌 The only thing that'll be able to calm Monty down is knowing who is the mortal bastard that captured your heart and having your ass back in the netherworld where you belong.

🌌 Monty is going to send an incredibly devastating storm to their home (and your hideout), have them killed in said storm, and capture you again.

☁ And within the eye of the storm, he's going to capture you and punish you.

🌌 Maybe breaking your pretty little wings will teach you.

💤 That's not all. Monty needs to find a way to not only makes it difficult preferably impossible for you to leave the netherworld, and not only that but get you to love him like you're supposed to.

🌌 An acquaintance; death, fire, etc Titian! darling reminds him that he can cash in his favor from Love deity! Darling. I mean he didn't have to let their lover live.

💤 So all he has to do is shove a very potent love potion down your throat and keep feeding it to you every other week. Ok, problem 1 is solved.

💤 What about your staying situation?

🌌 That's when a friend of his stepped in. His good friend Foxy has let him in on a little secret. If someone consumes from a particular realm for a considerable amount of time is bonded to that realm, but it has to be a specific thing. That's how he got his darling to stay, by slowly turning them into a mermaid.

☁ So all he has to do is find that specific thing and add it to the darling's diet. This shouldn't be a problem since you're more compliant with him after drugging you with a love potion.

💤 And once their transformation as a netherworld deity is complete, there will be nowhere to run after that.

I couldn't wait to do this one. Especially knowing that Monty is one of my favorite love-hate characters. Will definitely write more about him in the future, Since Monty is a fun character to play around with. But other than that I hope y'all really liked this. Until next time my little tainted Angels, see you soon ❤💜❤ ~

P.S. Monty is a netherworld deity in this AU.

TW: mindbreak. How would DreamXd, god Technoblade and god Wilbur react to they actually breaks their obsession completely? Where they lost their ability to think or do anything without a demand, and just stared at the ceiling for the most of the time?

Triggers: mention of torture, possessive behaviors, obsessive behaviors, eyes being gouged out, harsh punishments, unhealthy relationships, toxic relationships, and yandere like behaviors. Please be careful when reading.

Enjoy.

DreamXD

XD will not be happy to say the least.

He will question you a bunch of times, simply thinking you're just playing a cruel joke.

But when you don't respond or shy away like you used to, he's pissed.

He won't put two and two together to find out he's the one that broke you.

He'll think it was something else.

Don't forget dear reader, he's not fluent with humans.

And how could a perfect GOD break his darling?

He would never do such a thing, and you should be put at a sword point if you ever think that!

XD would rain hellfire upon the world, literally and figuratively.

He would do everything in his infinite power to seek revenge on the humans.

And you would be forced to watch this, only because he thought this would warrant a reaction out of you.

Well…

It didn't.

~

But after his rage dies down a bit, he'll finally find a way to fix you.

So don't worry!

You'll be back to normal and in his arms again!

~

In short: Mad boi, and being broken won't be an escape...

Word count: 187

God!Technoblade

Like XD, Technoblade will be beyond pleased.

In fact, you just standing there would piss him off.

But unlike XD, he knows why you're acting this way.

He is essentially pissed off at himself, but projects it onto you, and the humans on earth.

And it simply fuels his rage when you just lay there after he has pushed you to the ground.

And you don't get up till told.

Technoblade would likely lock you up for days on end, not being able to look at you.

But he does know what will get a reaction out of you.

~

Technoblade will get tired of staring at your lifeless eyes…

So…

Be gone with them!

Yep, he'll gouge out your eyes.

This will break you back into reality.

And don't worry, you haven't lost your sight forever.

He'll heal your eyes.

But if you act this way again, he will not hesitate to take away your sight permanently…

~

In short: Snap out of it as quickly as you can…

Word count: 168

God Technoblade

Run aways darling

Nicknames imagines

Almost successful escape

Almost successful escape (pt. 2)

Sharing a darling with DreamXD

You love him back

Once abused darling

Fellow God

Broken Darling

Domain traveler

A Child?!

Why the gods see you as they do.

Escape for a gift?...

How would god! Techno react with a child reader? What if god! Techno finds the reader (around 5 years old) wandering around in his main part of the forest picking flowers. The reader seems to be alone with no parent around them and quickly realized that techno is there and immediately comes up to him

Triggers: mentions of being abandoned, mention of death, mention of neglect, child reader, mention of war, slightly possessive behaviors, and very mild yandere like behaviors. safe for all to read.

Enjoy.

God!Tecno

Techno was simply going for an afternoon walk, trying to enjoy the peace.

That's all he wanted, was a little bit of peace.

Even the god of war has to take a break every now and then.

But what he wasn't expecting was to see a CHILD alone in the woods.

No, not a teenager.

Not a young adult.

A literal CHILD.

You had to be 6 at the oldest.

When he first saw you, he stopped in his tracks.

It takes a lot to surprise a god, but damn, you managed to do it.

Techno stood in shock for a while, just staring at you.

He watched you just run around and explore everything you could.

He observed how you tried to touch everything you little hands could reach for.

And if he was being honest, it was really adorable.

It was like watching a little deer explore without it's mother.

Speaking of mothers-

Where the hell was yours?

~

It wasn't until the shock wore off did Techno start to look around for an adult.

But there were none nearby.

It was just you.

A little child, dressed in summer clothes, alone, in the dangerous forest.

Your clothing wasn't even appropriate.

It was already early winter, and you were over here wearing short sleeves and having your legs show.

Techno kept watching you from afar, just in case someone did come along.

Though with more time passing Techno found himself conflicted.

What was HE, a GOD doing watching some human child?

This was a waste of time.

But...you also didn't even do anything.

Shit, you're barely getting your life started, and you're already being abandoned.

You're so young, you don't understand what's happening.

Something in Techno ached to save you.

You were gonna die out here.

And Techno, oftentimes, did get quite lonely.

He thought it would be nice to have some new energy around.

Someone he could talk to about the other gods, war, and other things of the sort.

~

Being so conflicted caused the big hybrid to huff.

This is what caught your attention, and made you want to explore that sound.

Though, you didn't need to explore for too long before you came face to face with him.

To you, he was a giant.

He had long pink hair, like a princess.

He wore clothes that looked like king's, and he had a huge crown on his head.

The only thing you couldn't understand was his head and legs.

His legs were weird shaped, they looked like an animal's back legs, and he wore the top half of a boar's skull over his face.

But, it didn't scare you, it only made him look more magical.

"A King!" You called out, not knowing what else to call him.

You, once again, surprised Techno.

He kneeled down to meet your height, "Greetings little one."

His voice was powerful, yet elegant and soft.

At this point you were convinced you were in a fairy tail.

"Wow…" you ran over to him. "Are you a prince?"

Techno could help, but let out a small chuckle, "I am not, little one. I am a god."

"A…god?"

"Yes, I helped make the earth. And the creatures that inhabit it. I also control some of your kind."

As he explained, your eyes lit up with excitement and wonder.

"Little one. What shall I call you?"

"My name is (Name), but you can call me whatever you want! What's your name?"

You spoke with such innocence it was almost criminal.

"Technoblade." He said with a soft smile.

"Where are your parents, child?"

"Oh..um, I'm not sure." You said turning your head to look around.

"They said I could come out here and play while they hunted, and they would bring me back when they were done." You said as if you were completely abandoned.

Techno could feel something boil up inside of him.

Technoblade offered you to come with him.

To live a life of luxury with him, and be his little prince/princess/royalty.

~

And that's how you would end up growing up.

~

In short: Who new the god to war had a soft spot for children.

Word count: 697

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2928 : ARMAGEDDON - 000

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒;

the gods. 

astra. ❝ goddess of the moon and the night.❞

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cheryl. ❝ goddess of souls and love.❞

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asya. ❝ the harbinger of discord.❞

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lucius. ❝ god of the sun and the day.❞

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natrix. ❝ god of the sea and depth.❞

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aarush. ❝ god of fire and temper.❞

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mystral. ❝ goddess of the wind and determination.❞

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nunzia. ❝ messenger of the realm.❞

yandere!god x reader concept

imagine…a yandere!god and the reader are both god’s.

yandere!god is not a yandere yet, but just a normal person with a healthy mindset. where the reader is in love with the yandere!god, yet the yandere!god’s heart belongs somewhere else. his heart belonging to a human girl.

yandere!god would spend countless hours of the day neglecting his god duties in order to spend time with the human girl, meanwhile the reader has to endure the heartbreak.

a war between mankind and gods erupted throughout the kingdom, sacrifice coming to play to keep peace and order throughout both worlds. reader sacrificing themself in order to stop the war and let yandere!god lives peacefully with the one they truly love. sealing herself in a tomb for her permanent slumber.

although, with love comes sacrifice.

reader’s sacrifice could only do so much and yandere!god has to give up the majority of his power in order to keep his love safe. his loss of power forcing him to age as a human would, yet his godhood kept his immortality.

yandere!god living a peaceful life with his beloved, building a home, starting a family, growing old with his spouse. life felt perfect, but he could never leave behind what he once was. watching the love of his life and offspring eventually meet their end, giving him the painful reminder of what he actually was.

TIME SKIP to centuries later to modern times, humanity and technology is booming. the rumored god who vanished from records after the war thousands of years ago. a researcher team gathered together in order to uncover the mystery of the missing god.

in a desolate wooded area, a cave overgrown with nature they find the cave of the sealed god. a gold framed glass casket laid the body of sleeping god, looking tranquil and untouched even from countless years that went by.

immediately taken by the team, the god later awakens confused on where they were and how they were awake. informed by the lead researchers of the group who seemed very passionate of his job, he explained the story in full.

news breaks out nationwide about the god who had been discovered after being sealed away by conflict once in the past, and the masses erupt in shock and disbelief.

the news travels over to yandere!god who is in complete bewilderment. he had thought you had died years ago and now you are alive? the only one in the world who knows who he actually was and not having to lie century after century about his prolonged life.

yandere!god who volunteers as one of the researchers bookkeepers and gets the position as he is just a wise old man. yandere!god who watches as the lead researcher acquaints you with modern life and the two of you becoming quite close. who knew you could be so sweet, gentle, benevolent?

yandere!god overhears your story of the one you love and why you ended up in this predicament. maybe throughout the years he had forgotten about his past lover because somehow you begin to fill her place. you had been through so much pain and suffering all because of how selfish he was. in the end he should have stuck with you, you two both being the same and truly capable of understanding each other.

yandere!god who bathes in fury as he sees the lead researcher lay his hands on you, his filthy undeserving sinful hands. how dare he? he was in the presence of a god, only gods could be worthy enough to be around each other.

yandere!god looking at himself seeing the shell of a god he used to be.

no worries, when he regains his power he’ll be able to stand proudly at your side where he should’ve been in the first place…

Yandere Deity - Altar

tw: yandere behaviour, possessive/obsessive behaviour, kidnapping, diety uses he/him pronouns, gaslighting, yandere using his abilities to mess with reader’s perception of reality

“Haven’t you come to worship at my altar?”

•A lone Deity part of a forgotten pantheon, lost to the sands of time. What once was a bountiful temple; filled with offerings and gifts of fruits, meats, candles, with sounds of prayers and hymns of worship ringing through the halls, people streaming in to sing his praise, is now nothing but an empty ruin.

•He’s so very lonely. Nary a person has come to visit him in centuries. Years pass by and he has nothing, no one. Until you. A fateful eve when you happen upon the temple. Hidden away in the heart of a lush jungle, you, an archaeologist, find your El Dorado, your city of gold. You’d long since heard tales of a lost civilization, an Atlantis on land. Yet, here the remnants lay in front of your eyes.

•At the heart of the ruins lays a temple, grand and golden. Although time has chipped away at its’ grandeur, it’s still glorious, in your opinion. It’s a testament to humanity’s evolution. You don’t notice him though, no one does. But he’s noticed you. Nosy little thing, aren’t you? Impudent, little mortal wretch. He ought to kill you for your audacity. Daring to defile his sacred temple, you deserve nothing but the most painful end,

•But, you’re not actually defiling it, are you? You’re so respectful, treating every artifact as though it were the Holy Grail. You revere his temple, it’s a wonder, a marvel to you. It, you treatment, you reverence— you make him feel something new, something foreign. The attention you give him is intoxicating. He’s been forgotten, left behind. Yet, you’re here now. And he isn’t going to let you go.

•So, when a series of natural disasters occurs and suddenly your team is halved, some leaving after the first incident, others meeting fates you don’t want to recall. The others are slowly losing hope, they’ve lost friends, money, time to your passion project. This is your life’s work, you can’t just give up, can you? You don’t want to. You really don’t. But you’re smart enough to know when to cut your losses.

•Then, another freak accident hits. This time is more devastating. Nobody escaped unscathed, nobody escapes at all. Nobody is except for you. You slip in and out of consciousness. One moment, you’re in the rubble amongst your dead coworkers and friends, and suddenly you’re in a bed, soft and warm. You’re delirious, unable to actually make out anything. But you’re certain there’s someone taking care of you. A man. A beautiful man, something, someone, divine. His touch is soft and gentle. Caring even. He placates you with sweet platitudes you can’t quite comprehend in this state, but the smooth baritone of his voice makes your heart soar.

•When you fully regain consciousness, you’re able to see your surroundings. You’re in a room filled with luxury. Ornate decor, golden furniture, the whole nine yards. It’s impressive, if not a little, a lot, off-putting. How did you get here? Who was the man taking care of you? Thousands of questions and thoughts flood your mind. It’s interrupted by him, the man.

“You’re finally awake. How are you feeling?”

•You blink in confusion. It’s—he’s— everything is too much. Too overwhelming. He chuckles, it’s a rich sound that sends shivers down your spine. He reassures you, slowly and gently placing a strong hand of on your shoulder. There’s something commanding in his soft tone, something compelling you to swallow the lump in your throat and obey. He laughs again and you blush.

•He introduces himself as the one who’s been taking care of you. Doesn’t offer you any explanation as to why, but you ought to be grateful. After all, you could have been left out to die. He offers you food and water. You eat like a man starved and drink the water as though it were the sweetest ambrosia. He offers to let you stay here— where is here?— with him.

“You may leave whenever you decide to leave.”

•He promises, even escorts you out of the room, down halls that moves and shift, and spin around. You’re dizzy, delirious, unable to care for yourself. He carries you back to the room. How embarrassing. Your apologies when you regain your composure are shrugged off. It’s fine, he insists. You’re sick, vulnerable. He reiterates his offer, stay until you get better— you could’ve sworn he said stay forever— and are able to fend for yourself. You nod your head in agreement. It’s the logical choice, really. You’d probably die on your own.

•He smiles a brilliant smile at you, swears he’ll care for you diligently. And he has been, hasn’t he? You’re beginning to trust him, have faith— why?— in him. He stays true to his word. Working tirelessly to care for not only your body but your mind as well. Sleepless nights are spent with him by your side, telling you folktales and myths, singing soft lullabies to lull you to sleep, or even merely conversing with you. Days are spent improving your health. He feeds you by hand sometimes when you are too weak to do it yourself. When your health shows signs of improvement, you both go on walks, exploring the extensive gardens and many palace— temple, building, you’re not sure where you are— halls.

•He gifts you with many things too. Soft silk robes, shining jewels, ancient tomes and books, everything you desire you’re given. It’s not your fault, really, that you start to love him— do you?— especially not when’s he’s so kind. So handsome, beautiful really. He looks inhuman, like something divine. He’s attentive and nurturing. Your own prince charming. Your feelings grow as time progresses— how long has it been, you need to leave— until you can’t contain it.

•One day, as he presses a warm cloth to your forehead, you notice just how close he is. How he’s just out of touch. You greedily drink it in, unconsciously inching closer until your lips are pressed against his. The kiss is soft, chaste and you immediately pull away. Your stammering and feeble apologies are interrupted by his hand cupping your cheek. He leans in, your heart thumping in your chest, and kisses you again. This time, you don’t pull away.

•He, your lover, your heart loves you too. It’s surreal— too surreal— and your days spent together become all the more special. You’re utterly content with him, he’s become the air you breathe, the light of your life, you’re everything. It’s only natural for you to become consumed by him. By your life with your beloved— to forget you ever had a life before— spending eternity forever in his arms.

“We only have until forever, love.”