Shucks! :c

gn!alien teen reader came across the leader of the villain group on accident when they were running away from the government.

back then, there was hardly a villain group, it was just the leader, by himself sitting in hatred suffocating him. seeing you for the first time it was like something clicked due to how you looked.

gn!alien teen reader who stuck out with the leader and eventually a mismatch group began to form. not like your options were big. either continue being by yourself or finally hide within the human species because there was no way back home for you.

gn!alien teen reader who gets taught the human tongue by the villains, but still sucks. so, the villains decided to make a new language. it was efficient and it was easily understood by you!

platonic yandere villain group who didn't know your origins till they deciphered it by the small snippets you say in English.

"Not sapien."

"Tūlikijani I am. Never human begin with."

"Far here. Void. Stars. Big ground."

platonic yandere villain group that treats you as if you were any teenager, ensuring your identity is hidden with big baggy clothes and hiding your wings, horns, ears, and tail.

did I mention gn!alien teen reader is only humanoid in shape? Leathery jet black wings, "bat-like" your group would say, horns that pretrude your head protecting your bat ears that are highly sensitive, and a tail that looks like a "lion's tail" all define your otherworldly biology.

so, of course, platonic yandere villain group must ensure no one finds out about you! no need to worry they ensure you still get your fair share of fights. after all your ingenio was far stronger than any ingenio ever seen on this planet.

it does make them wonder... will they ever catch up to your level? or was it because you were otherworldly that your ingenio was just stronger? curious.

gn!alien teen reader who sticks with platonic yandere villain group even when the main hero group after you all gets a new member.

a new member who happens to originate from a world far beyond earth. the moment you saw those pink feathery wings your sights were set on the new hero.

gn!alien teen reader who despite having little to no understanding of the human tongue, understands how hatred feels by one another because the moment you saw that pink, that pretty and polish feathery wings, your little fangs stood out.

gn!alien teen reader who huddles close to platonic yandere villain group without knowing how deep they care for them, but they understand on a fundamental level, why they do the things they do.

justice comes one way or another. through force or through trail. either way, platonic yandere villain group is not gonna let you go and neither will you let the new hero or the hero group tear away a home you are just starting to understand!

they'll ensure that the moment they let go, it wasn't because they wanted to, but because it was the heroes fault.

I actually have quite a lot of notes for this one. I've been on and off the power system, but if you want an understanding it's a mix of MHA with quirks and Naruto with yin and yang.

Tūlikijani means "wind green" or "green wind". Again. I have a lot of notes and I'll gladly share them if you all are interested, but this idea has been itching my brain. Just didn't know if anyone would be interested in it. because most of the narrative centers around other characters rather than you, the reader, the times it does it usually is very cut throat.

like how the reader met the characters, the characters first impression, and how over time they become possessive or any other type of yandere. and yes, the reader by human standards is around 200-250 years old BUT to them and any other members of their species on their planet they are quite young.

also, my apologies for giving a physical description of the reader. I try not to describe any features on purpose so that whoever you imagine as the reader fits into the role somewhat smoothly. I only mention physical descriptors if they are relevant to the plot.

and this reader has to have the descriptors since the alien species have unique features. final also, I created the alien species and all of that. I have my notes and all of that explaining certain things. but I don't want to ramble too long. thank you for your time!

Even reader's own best friends know they aren't invincible. If any of them has to go away with no contact with reader longer than three days, they will come back wearing a name tag or something similar and gesture aggressively to it.

Reader's friend #1, back from a week-long academic camp: *gives the sign to other friends*

Friends #2 to #5, moving their arms and heads into the letters of friend #1's name and shouting cheerleader-style: J! A! N! E! J-A-N-E JANE!!!

Reader, mortified: Oh my god sorry I have the memory of a goldfish?? 😭 We chatted nightly the whole week, I still remember your name!!!

Friend #1: 😐 I have to stay vigilant. One time you forgot my name mid-conversation with me

Reader, now offended: And one time we were traveling together you forgot my existence at the subway card reader!!!

Friend #1: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Reader: (⁠ノ⁠ಠ⁠益⁠ಠ⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻

The thing is, though, reader's memory in general is not equal to a goldfish. Honestly, they're pretty good at remembering stuff. It's just like this post.

In reader's case, obviously, the forget everything part is about people's names and faces.

In relation to this, do you know the family full of black-haired blue-eyed boys who, in spite of the lack of blood relation (sans the youngest who is ironically the only one not with blue eyes or white skin) look very similar to the patriarch?

That's right: The Wayne's, a.k.a the Batfamily.

A.k.a difficulty level: HELL when it comes to differentiating between names and faces.

So here's reader, the neglected child in the fam. The one whom the Batfam treats like air, or like a pet they're indifferent about–smiling politely and making small talk with reader when they're not busy and happen to encounter each other, at best just as politely excusing themselves but not infrequently outright snapping at reader when they're busy. More importantly, the one whom the Batfam never hangs out with, and therefore also the one who keeps forgetting their names.

Reader, passing by Dick: *nods casually* 'Sup, Nick.

Dick: Oh haha, very funny, Reader. You know my name

Reader: ?

Dick:

Reader:

Dick: You... Do know my name... Don't you?

Reader, remembering Jason-whose-name-they-also-have-forgotten calling Dick 'Dickolas': Isn't... Isn't it Nick? Like Nicholas?

Dick: ...

Reader: *absconds*

Jason: Hey, kiddo. Heard you misremembered Goldie's name

Reader, having already forgotten Dick's name again but unfortunately still remembers the Incident™ clearly: Haha, yeah (눈‸눈)

Jason: Heh, good for you. Dickiebird does need to be taken down a peg or two sometimes

Reader, getting premonition, now trying to recall Jason's name: U-huh. Sure

Jason: Yeah, like he's the golden boy and all, sure, but it's not as if everybody needs to know or remember him, right? And-

Reader, getting premonition harder, trying to recall Jason's name more frantically: What was it... Was it something ending with 'son'...? Oh, wasn't there the Grayson–wait that can't be a first name... Huh, didn't one of them once call him something ending with 'ay' instead? Or was it somebody else? Nah, the figure back then looked like his. Hmm May, Day, Kay... Gay? Oh–

Jason: -anyway! You remember my name, don't you?

Reader, premonition confirmed: *confidently nods* Of course, Gaylord

Jason:

Reader:

Jason, grabbing reader's shoulders: How the fuck did you get that name out of mine

Reader: 🫥

Tim, barging into reader's room: Reader, we need to ta–aaAAAA!!!

Reader, having completely forgotten Tim's face: HELP!!! PERVERT!!! THERE'S A PERVERT IN MY ROOM!!!

Tim: I'M YOUR BROTHER! STOP SCREAMING! AND MORE IMPORTANTLY STOP SPRAYING ME WITH BUG SPRAY!!!

Reader, tucking the bug spray can under their blanket: Oh, why didn't you say so

Tim: 🙂💢

Tim: Okay, never mind that. We need to talk about your constantly forgetting people's names. This is a serious matter, people will think you're being impolite by forgetting them–

Reader: Didn't you 'forget' to prepare a table for that couple you disliked at the last gala?

Tim, without hesitating a beat: No, damn, you misremembered that too? Anyway here, I made you this easy-to-remember PowerPoint for you to know–

Reader, knowing full well Tim lied: 😒 Yeah yeah, sure, I'll take a look when I have the time. Thanks bro

Tim, pausing: ...look at the PowerPoint

Reader, spitefully: I will. Later. When I have the time. Bye, dude

Tim: Look at it now. Look at my page. Look at my name!!!

Reader: LATER, MAN!!!

That night at dinner.

Reader: Thanks for the PowerPoint again!

Tim, gripping the water glass stem: Yeah...?

Reader: Yeah, it was so useful to remember everyone's names and faces

Tim, gripping harder: Right...?

Reader: That's right! So thank you for that...

✨William✨

Tim shatters the glass in his hand. Reader has no regret.

Damian, victim to being the youngest child in the family and having had Bruce call everyone's names including the pets' before finally getting to his, wielding a katana: My name is Damian Al-Ghul Wayne. Carve it into your soul lest I carve it into your flesh

Reader, unfazed: No use carving your name on me, I'd still forget it was supposed to be yours. Write it on your forehead or something instead

Damian: I'm your brother! You're not supposed to forget my name!! I've always remembered yours ever since I learnt about you!!!

Reader, watching Damian look hurt before running away, suddenly feeling bad: Aw, man–

Reader: *looks at Bruce, outwardly polite but inwardly indifferent*

Bruce: *looks at reader, outwardly indifferent but inwardly disturbed*

Reader, having counted to ten: Sooo, is there something you want to talk to me about? Because if not I still have homework and stuff to do–

Bruce: Reader

Reader: ?

Bruce, pained: It has come to my attention... You often forget your brothers' names?

Reader, accidentally slipping: Not just theirs. I regularly forget everyone's names

Bruce: ...even mine?

Reader:

Bruce:

Reader: Uhh, look here. It's–it's not that I mean to be mean, you know? I forget my own friends' names, I forget everyone's. And, really, it's–

Reader: ...I shouldn't even be addressing you by name, you know

Bruce: ...ah

Reader: *absconds before Bruce realizes that reader hasn't called him any variation of dad for years*

Alfred: Young Mx–

Reader, vaguely recalling Alfred's (sur)name as Super British: Hi, London! Bye, London!

Alfred: .

This doesn't have to be yandere Batfam, of course, but if it does? Naturally, it warrants the Batfam keeping reader at home for them to constantly interact with. This way they'll never forget the names of their own family members, right, reader?

Pre-yandere!Father never looked your way. He always hated the way your eyes look at him. Whenever he does get the chance to look at you, it's always filled with disdain, disgust. Generally all emotions you wouldn't look with a child at.

Pre-yandere!Father would never go to any events that had to do with you. Moving up ceremonies? Graduations? Awards? Never.

Pre-yandere!Father who bought a big mansion just so he can avoid you for as long as he can. The house he brought before you was a home that was enough for his 4 children and loving wife. Mind you, he's a CEO to a very large pharmaceutical company. He and his wife just thought that having a house that fits their perfect family was enough. Now he had to consider that choice when you moved in when he had no choice.

Pre-yandere!Father who had to ignore you. You just don't share any features with him. He practically had to get a dna test five times before he finally accepted the truth.

Pre-yandere!Father who was groomed and raped by your mother. As early as he can remember, your mother was his tutor. Smart woman, really. She knew how to act discreetly and would molest him every chance she got. She would make him wear revealing lingerie and made him pose, poses that shouldn't ever be performed by a thirteen year old boy. She knew his parents would believe her over their own son.

Pre-yandere!Father knew that he can't do anything but stay silent. Fortunately, she hadn't done the worst parts... yet. When he turned the ripe age of eighteen, she wanted to give him a gift. It's something all boys want to get as soon as they have some knowledge about sex, no?

Pre-yandere!Father who had to endure it even when he had to go through medical school to inherit the failing company in his father's hands.

Pre-yandere!Father who was determined to get out of her. And when he finally did? He met the love of his life, Pre-yandere!Mother.

Life was good. It really was. Pre-yandere!Father broke any contact with your mother and his parents died but really, he does not give a single fuck. He finally got to have his family, he already had a daughter and son who loves him equally, his wife especially too, was devoted to him.

That was until him and his close friends decided to went to a bar for a bachelors party for one of his friends who was about to get married. He told his wife, of course. Pre-yandere!Mother lets him go. She trusts and knows him enough that he would never touch, let alone look the other way than her.

Pre-yandere!Father who got almost blackout drunk. Even in his delirious state, he wonders why. He only had 2 shots, and even then he wasn't a lightweight either.

Pre-yandere!Father who passed out staring horrified towards a woman he knew all too well, your mother.

Pre-yandere!Father who woke up with her in his arms. Despite trembling so much, he managed to get away from her and leave the best he can.

Pre-yandere!Mother who was filled with guilt and understanding when her husband told her that he spent with another woman. She knew his history and she knew, she fucking knew who it could be.

Pre-yandere!Mother whose emotions started to go from understanding to full blown rage at the woman. The more that her husband explained to the best of his abilities about what happened, the more she got angry.

Pre-yandere!Mother who tried to find that disgusting, vile creature but being the smart woman your mother was, they couldn't find her.

Pre-yandere!Father who decided to stop looking for her and just focus on their family.

Years later, they were happy. Pre-yandere!Parents would spend time with their family despite both managing a large pharma and being a doctor and researcher in their own rights.

Pre-yandere!Mother who, even as a researcher, never ignored any of her children. She would always pay attention to every single development and even the tiniest one, would be proud. Especially more so with the newly addition to the family, the twins!

She was loving and nurturing to every single one of her children... expect you of course.

Pre-yandere!Mother who oversees your education personally. Ever since you got dropped off in their family, she thinks that you're her. And well, you don't exactly have their great, smart genes, no? That's why you need her help!

Pre-yandere!Mother who would lash your hands and legs with belts or whip every time you didn't get full marks in your assignment, quizzes, and tests. She would beat your limbs until blood puddles formed. She would also discipline (torture) you whenever you act out. If any of her children did, she would scold them lightly. If you did then not only are you going to get lashings but also getting starved.

Pre-yandere!Mother who would always give you the parts of the food that no one would want. Your sandwich? It had both ends as your bread. Steak? You only got the charred parts of it.

Pre-yandere!Mother who worked you like a maid. Unlike actual maids that gets salary and had uniforms, you get nothing. You get no extra allowance (like you even had any from the start) and can only wear rags when cleaning. She would always tell you to wear rags because you should save up the nice ones to wear outside to not look like an embarrassment. Being a large company is the same as being famous on the news, you know? But of course your tiny little brain cells didn't know that.

Pre-yandere!Mother who told you that your tiny body actually is very helpful with cleaning. You were only a malnourished twelve year old.

Normally, growing up with siblings includes fights, insults but at the end of the day, you get to make up and what not with them. But your relationship with your Pre-yandere!Siblings are... a bit more complicated than that. You see, there was no making up, only fights, insults and beatings.

Pre-yandere!Sister who always ridicule you for your choice of clothes. Matter of fact, she would insult you for everything you do. Hair, face, the way you talk, the way you walk, literally everything. She's the main reason why your self confidence are at an all time low growing up. You can't even say anything back because it was simply not worth it. She doesn't get any repercussions while you do. You don't ever want to get disciplined again by Pre-yandere!Mother now would you?

Pre-yandere!Sister who would look back at you while hugging Pre-yandere!Father. She would always have that condescending look whenever she expresses affection to anyone in the family because she knows that while she can do it, you can't. She makes sure to rub it in your face.

Pre-yandere!Sister who was really fucking spoiled by Pre-yandere!Parents because she was their first child. She's pretty well known in the fashion industry as a fashionista and being an absolute legend of a face card. She practically starts trends at this point in her popularity.

Pre-yandere!Sister who was also famous in high school. She pretty much the it girl of her high school at the time so she had many friends.

Pre-yandere!Sister who would always let her friends hang out whenever you were cleaning. That meant that not only are you getting humiliated, you just got your dignity torn apart by their insults. Oh, why? Her friends are pretty much the equivalent of Regina George.

Pre-yandere!Sister who you can't help but envy. She's beautiful, ethereal even. You had a bunch of acne and the lack of skincare and always being in dirty environments wasn't helping you at all. It made you feel a thousand times uglier. And the thing was, she knew it too.

Pre-yandere!Sister who is pictures would always stand next to you. She could practically smell your insecurity from a mile away.

Pre-yandere!Sister who knew you had a crush on one of her friend's brother. Well, in her good, kind heart, she found it in herself to help you. She handed to skincare and tips! Only to find out that it was only toilet water and muddy, bacterial water. But you were oblivious to it for months. Your skin at this point was beyond saving.

Pre-yandere!Sister who of course laughed at your ugly, wretched face for being so stupid, leaving you sobbing in your tiny closet room for the night.

Pre-yandere!Brother was just like his father, he would ignore you too. But with added insults, of course.

At one point, you wanted to play with him early on meeting him. He wasn't like Pre-yandere!Mother who always kept you in check or Pre-yandere!Sister who would, without fail, ridicule you for all of her friends to hear and see.

You got a hard reality check when he punched you in the face. It didn't help the fact that you were only eleven at the time while he was a year older than you. You screamed, crying because one, you just got punched. Even if he wasn't that much older than you, it still hurts, you know? And two, it was because you were only eleven, like the child. Like you were still a child. Fun fact, it was actually the day that you got disciplined by Pre-yandere!Mother for your manners! Funny, huh?

If Pre-yandere!Sister always hurt you emotionally (and psychologically if we're being honest) then Pre-yandere!Brother would hurt you physically.

Pre-yandere!Brother who you're grateful that he ignores you most of the time. When he's not? He down outright beat you... he just glares at you, slams doors in front of your face and whatnot.

Pre-yandere!Brother who you never want to get close, physically. He makes sure that he knows that he doesn't like you through his actions. Oh, Pre-yandere!Mother just got done beating you up? Straights up ignores you. People from your school put a bunch of gum in your hair in an alleyway? He smiles and waves at one of your bully. And well, there was one time that you did and he 'accidentally' punched you in the stomach made you scared of him. You were already scared of everyone, he just got added to that list.

Pre-yandere!Twins that are such lovely eleven year old toddlers. Can they even be considered toddlers anymore? They're growing up for gods sake!

Pre-yandere!Twins who are evil little shits. They love to play pranks at people. Well harmless to them and more or less evil to you.

Pre-yandere!Twins who pranked you with the old classic of placing a bucket full of water on top of the door. But instead of water, it was a metal bucket filled with dog poo, (alive) roaches and fire ants in it. How they got it? Who knows.

The outcome is funny, very funny actually. The twins laughed so hard they might've busted an artery right then and there. On the other side, you held your scream, wouldn't want Pre-yandere!Mother to hear you and give you 20 lashes then and there.

Pre-yandere!Twins who look so innocent to others that they just wouldn't believe you if you said that they once shoved you don the stairs while laughing maniacally. You didn't get to a hospital despite having one parent be a doctor. He was just a tad bit too busy at the moment with the rest of the family.

Pre-yandere!Twins who actually go into your room to desecrate it. While Pre-yandere!Sister and Pre-yandere!Brother thinks it's beneath them to go inside a shit hole, Pre-yandere!Twins think that it's a playground.

Usually in playgrounds, Pre-yandere!Twins have to take it easy not to destroy the whole damn thing. They're very energetic and even Pre-yandere!Mother scolded them harshly (as harshly as she could mutter, are you kidding? She would never hurt them, just nags) that they shouldn't break their toys easily.

But your bedroom? Pre-yandere!Mother not only doesn't say anything when she notices, she also scolds you for being so goddamn dirty all the damn time. Don't live like a fucking rat in such a beautiful home, ok?

Once you're 17, you finally had enough. Pre-yandere!Sister moved out and Pre-yandere!Brother is going to college soon.

You're scared. You're goddamned scared looking down. You step away, being on top of a tall building far away from home on top of you missing your curfew a few minutes ago horrifies you. It really shouldn't since you're jumping off in hopes of finally ending your suffering.

You can't back out. If you do and come home then 'mom' is gonna have you beat again. Just the thought of it scared you. Jumping scares you too, but your family's torment gave you training to be resilient, albeit this was a wrong thing to be at the moment. Nevertheless, you drop your bag and step forward towards the ledge.

The wind feels... nice. You normally don't get a whiff of good, fresh air since your room doesn't have any windows so it gets really hot and smelly during the summer since it can't have airflow. Your room doesn't have any heating during harsh winters so that room became your personal fridge for that season.

You take a deep breath. 'Fuck it, it's now or never.'

_

Priscilla abruptly stopped washing the dishes. This sudden movement made her husband look over in curiosity.

Charles wrapped his arms around her as he kissed her neck, making her smile. "Oh stop it, Charles! I might spill some water on the floor!" She said in between her laughs as she dries her hands on a nearby towel.

"Ewww! Don't be lovey dovey in front of us!" Emily shouted playfully while she grabbed her twin. "You know sis, you should let them be. I heard that we can get a little sibling if they kissed," Evan said to the girl, in which the parents couldn't stop smiling.

But Priscilla had a weird feeling in her chest. It was something that only happens if one of her children os hurt, but Olivia just texted her and she already saw Theo going up the stairs so who..?-

Her eyes widened as she picked up her phone. Her husband already picking the twins up as he amused them. Priscilla hesitated before scrolling down her contacts to find yours.

"Mom?" She jumped a bit and turned around. "Don't scare me, Theo," she joked while clutching her heart. She put her phone down, her family matters more at the moment.

Such a happy family... that was until they got a phone call a few days later. It was about you.

___

Olivia never drove this fast before. Well, in other cars yes, but not this one. It was the first car her daddy bought her so she made to treasure it dearly. Anyways, she got a call from Theo that one of their sibling got hurt. And well, she loved all of her siblings! Well, maybe except one but there was no way that Theo was talking about you, right?

Theo hated talking, heck he didn't even like thinking about you! There was just noooo way. Literally. No way. No way, right? Why was she even scared in the first place? Even if it was you that was hurt, there was no way she could've cared...

As she walked inside, her whole body froze.

It was you. But more... dead.

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A/N: this fic is inspired by @acid-ixx, their work of neglectful batfam is just mwah!! Love it so so much!! Anywasy this is part one so if you enjoyed it then don't be afraid to comment your opinion! Made this fic in 3 hours because I was brainrotting about COTHE. Speaking of, if you like novels then give Children of The Holy Emperor a try! I do the translation after ch 185 here so it's easy access. Thabk you so much for reading my slop!