𝘿𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙈 𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙍 𝙠. 𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙗𝙖𝙣𝙚

𝙏𝙄𝙍𝙀𝘿 𝙏𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙎

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!warning! Yandere themes: mentions of  murder, violence, kidnapping, and unhealthy relationships.

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CRIES OF AGONY FELL from your bruised lips. You sobbed harshly into your self-proclaimed lover's button up shirt; your hands gripping his clothing desperately.

Murmurs fell from his lips as he placed a brief comforting kiss to your tear-stained jawline. "You shouldn't take my warnings for granted, little mouse... Otherwise your punishment will be significantly severe next time." You felt his hot breath fan over your paler than normal S/C skin.

"You wouldn't want to end up like the others, would you?" A slender finger curled a small piece of H/C around itself, bringing it towards the face of your capture.

You weeped harder, being reminded of your few unlucky classmates who happened to get to close for comfort for your forced lover's liking. Their lifeless eyes flashed inside your mind— your body automatically pressing itself into the warmth of the body behind you to find any kind of comfort.

Dangerous mercury pools swept over your crumpled figure against him. He absolutely adored your pained reactions from the memories.

And the pain from your now broken leg he beat with an aluminum bat.

Humming in contentment, he gently ran your soft lock of hair across his lips. He took in your cries and let them fester inside him— feeding his obsession for pain.

Your tears were beginning to soak his white button up, but he didn't seem to mind. As long as you were feeding his needs— giving him everything he wanted, he couldn't care less.

You wanted to escape him— But you were tired, exhausted, worn out. It'd be an overstatement if you said you thought you had a chance of escaping Karma Akabane.

All you could do was cry.

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You lied uncomfortably next to Karma, his arms locked around your waist to keep you from escaping. Although, it wouldn't matter if he held onto you or not, you were also chained to the bed.

Whilst he slept soundly, your mind wouldn't slip into a state of peace to allow rest. Your thoughts raced as you began to tear up in frustration. "If I had done anything different, would things have turned out the same?"

You pressed your lips together to keep in small whimpers, "Would my friends be alive right now?" Your arms tightened around your pillow. You hated yourself. You hated yourself so much.

"If I had just listened to Nagisa's warning..."

"Maybe..."

"Maybe all my friends would be alive."

"Maybe Nagisa would be alive."

You couldn't stop the fresh tears from slipping down your face. "God, I'm so sorry." You bit into your bottom lip.

"So fucking sorry."

"You're not sorry. You just feel bad because they're all dead."

A chill ran down your spine as a gasp escaped you, not realizing you had been speaking aloud— waking Karma up in the process.

"They're all dead because of you."

Your last bit of hidden emotions crumpled within seconds at his words as you broke down into loud sobs again.

Karma could only exhale lightly from his nose and pull you closer to him as you cried yourself dry again. This had become a daily occurrence— Karma making you break down. He knew you'd get tired of crying eventually and finally give into his desires and craving for your being. You would come to accept the fact that you couldn't do shit about your dead friends, nor could you escape the murderer behind them.

Once you began to calm down, you felt warm lips press against your shoulder blade. This was also common. After you tired yourself out, Karma would often kiss you to sleep.

Even if you didn't want him to.

He would gain your love and affection, even if it took years of manipulation and isolating you until you realized he would be the only one in your life from now on.

And no one else.

"Stop..." You whispered with a raspy voice.

He ignored your quiet plea, pressing another soft kiss onto your burning skin. "Mark my words, little mouse. You'll love me." He mumbled against your smooth flesh.

Too drained from your hardcore crying, your eyes could only slip shut as you felt Karma's lips brush against your neck. "I'll never love you." You muttered under your breath before falling unconscious.

Karma chuckled lowly at your weak attempt to hurt him with your words, but it only fueled him to prove you wrong.

And he did.

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This was a short little Drabble kinda just to get back into writing this oneshot book/get out of writer's block. I really like writing Yandere/horror/obsession stuff so here is a bit of Yandere Karma for ya.

I have a full book in the process that's a Yandere Karma x reader so if you want a longer Yandere story, go and check it out. It's called "Dead Weight" and so far I like it. The updates are pretty slow since I do have other books, so sorry about that.

If you have any ideas for Karma x reader oneshots, you're free to comment them. If I don't get to them right away, don't worry— it's either I don't have an idea of what I wanna do with the prompt or I'm working on it whilst writing other books.