Hate Me | Multiple Yan Omega!Characters x Willing Alpha M!Yuu
A/N: Everyone say "Thank you Yoshi" (@sasahuaa) for giving me this brilliant idea. There's no outright NSFW but read at your own risk. Also despite the title, Yuu does not actually hate anyone.
CW: Yandere, Manipulation, Suggestive, Possessive Themes, Consensual Drugging, Freak Yuu, Yuu is his own warning, Stalking?, Violent Urges, Wanting use of hypnosis
Now Playing: Hate Me by Nico Collins
Everyone saw Yuu as a fragile, magicless creature stranded in a world of monsters. They thought he was playing chess to survive.
They had it backward. He wanted them to use him.
As Kalim hovered over him, hands frantically adjusting his collar with a manic, breathless urgency, Yuu felt his heart beat faster. He wanted Kalim to build that golden cage, to bleed him dry just to ensure Yuu never left his sight.
And Jamil was the best part of this nightmare. As the vice housewarden stepped forward with the laced tea, Yuu held his gaze, unblinking and entirely fearless. It wasn't a threat, it was a silent plea. He wanted Jamil to bare his fangs, to use his snake whisper and to use every underhanded manipulation tactic his brilliant, broken mind could conceive.
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"You cut my breaks, then kiss on my face so where are you coming from?"
Yuu wanted them to drive his sanity straight off a cliff. There was an intoxicating rush in letting dangerous omegas believe they had finally broken him, using his magicless status as an excuse to completely consume his life.
Because Yuu knew exactly what happened when the dust settled. Once they used everything they possessed to bind him, they would inevitably collapse into the wreckage of their own hyperfixation. And when they finally looked up, exhausted and ruined by the agonizing effort of keeping him, Yuu would be right there, perfectly fine, kissing their tear stained faces, and whispering that they did a good job.
He broke eye contact, letting his mask of clueless innocence slide back over his features as he accepted the glass. He would happily let them drag him inside a prison, just to watch them tear themselves apart trying to keep the doors locked.
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Ace and Deuce never could read the signs. They were too loud, too impulsive, and entirely too blinded by their own chaotic competitive streak to see the trap Yuu had laid out for them in the quiet rooms of Ramshackle Dorm.
From the outside, Yuu looked like the anchor holding the two first years together, constantly pulling them out of trouble. But in reality, Yuu loved the friction. He loved the way their rough, teenage bravado completely melted into a territorial, suffocating desperation whenever he subtly drew a boundary between them.
"Can't read the signs, so I draw the line then"
Yuu would deliberately step back, drawing a cold, firm line in the sand, refusing to choose between them, telling them they were getting too close, or threatening to lock the dorm doors and banish them back to Heartslabyul for the weekend. He would tell them no, just to see the flash of panic in their eyes.
"You go and bend it some"
And like clockwork, they would immediately bend that line to the breaking point. Ace would scoff, masking his possessiveness with a sharp, mocking grin as he leaned entirely too far into Yuu's personal space, boldly draping an arm over Yuu's shoulders to assert his claim. Deuce, flustered and entirely driven by his buried delinquent instincts, would step up right behind him, his fists clenching as his eyes darked with a fierce, protective aura that completely ignored Yuu's requests for space.
They couldn't read the signs that Yuu was playing them. They just knew that the moment Yuu tried to push them away, their instincts screamed at them to push back harder, trampling over every single boundary just to ensure they were the only ones allowed near their magicless prefect.
"The moment everything is dead, your words they bring me back again"
When Riddle sat on the cold floor of the rose maze, his throat raw and his hands stained with the black ink of his Overblot. His rigid world had completely collapsed. His rules, his pride, and his sanity were entirely dead. But then Yuu knelt in the dirt beside him. When Yuu reached out, brushing the stray crimson hairs from Riddle's tear stained face and whispering that he was finally safe, the words cut straight through the static in Riddle's mind. A thick, stabilizing wave of Yuu's alpha pheromones flooded his senses, violently anchoring him and dragging his shattered consciousness right back from the brink of madness.
"It’s so insane the things we do in the name of love"
It was a terrifying, complete rewiring of Riddle's entire existence. The boy who had spent his life worshiping the Queen of Hearts' laws now only listened to Yuu's voice. He became entirely obsessive, twisting his ironclad rules into a suffocating, possessive cage meant solely to keep Yuu by his side. Riddle would execute a total lockdown of Heartslabyul, collar half his dorm for the slightest infraction against the prefect, and tear down anyone who dared look at his alpha. Completely blind to how insane his tyranny had become, convinced it was all justified in the name of love.
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"My friends they say i should run away and change all my information."
"Hey! Henchman! Are ya even listening to me?!" Grim yipped, frantically pacing back and forth on the dusty Ramshackle lounge table, his blue flames flickering with pure anxiety. "We gotta get out of here! We need to pack our bags, run away to another place, and change our names! I'm talkin a total identity wipe, y'know?!"
Grim pointed a trembling paw toward the front door, which was currently sporting a brand new, reinforced steel lock courtesy of an obsessive Heartslabyul lockdown, right next to a window that had been neatly repaired after a certain Savanaclaw hyena picked it open for the third time that week.
"They're completely out of their minds!" He shrieked, his voice cracking. "Riddle's got his card soldiers monitorin' the perimeter, Jamil keeps trying to "gift" us food that smells way too sweet, and I swear I saw Jack hiding in the bushes earlier! They keep breakin' in, Yuu! They're wrecking the dorm, they're trackin' ya everywhere and they're looking at ya like they want to eat ya alive! Ya gotta stop enablin' them before they lock us in a cage forever!"
"But I hold you close so how could I go, when you are my destination?"
Yuu didn't flinch. He didn't even look up from the book he was reading. A tiny, faint smile playing at the corners of his lips. He reached out, his hand moving with a slow, deliberate calmness as he scooped Grim up off the table and tucked the trembling direbeast securely against his chest.
"Run away, Grim?" Yuu murmured, his voice dropping into that smooth, terrifyingly calm tone that always made the room feel smaller. He finally closed the book, setting it down with a soft, deliberate click before reaching out to pull the trembling monster into his lap, holding him close against his chest.
"How could I go anywhere.." Yuu whispered, his eyes gleaming with a dark, satisfied hunger as the distant sound of someone rattling the locked front door echoed through the hallway "When this beautiful, chaotic madness is exactly where I wanted to end up?"
Yuu's gaze drifted toward the windows, his mind wandering over the rest of the collection he had so carefully gathered under his wing.
"These thoughts they got me conflicted, but it’s too late now I'm addicted."
He knew how twisted it looked from the outside. A normal person would have fled the moment Leona's heavy, suffocating territorial aura began locking down the Savanaclaw fields whenever Yuu walked by, or when Jack's fiercely upright morals completely shattered, leaving the proud wolf snarling at his own shadows just to guard Ramshackle's perimeter. Yuu felt that brief, logical flicker of conflict. He was a magicless human playing a high stakes psychological game with apex predators.
But the hesitation was always fleeting. He was completely, utterly addicted to the rush.
He craved the frantic, breathless panic in Ruggie's eyes when the hyena realized his hardwired survival instincts had been entirely replaced by a desperate dependency on Yuu's scent. He fed on the beautiful, hollowed out adoration of Kalim, who will willingly bleed his family's massive fortune dry and abandon his lifelong friendships just to build a golden sanctuary Yuu never asked to leave. Yuu was hooked on the absolute, terrifying thrill of watching these powerful, dangerous mages completely unravel at his feet.
"It’s so insane the things we do in the name of love"
Outside, the front door finally clicked open, the heavy footsteps of his arriving captors echoing down the long, dusty hallway of Ramshackle Dorm. Yuu simply smiled, scratching Grim behind the ears as the small monster trembled in terror. It was pure madness. Everyone was all tearing their own minds, morals, and lives apart just to trap a magicless human.
And Yuu was going to let them do it, driven by a dark, morbid curiosity to see just how far they would go, eager to find out exactly what boundaries they would destroy next in the desperate name of love.
"Got both feet on the edge, are you gonna come and save me?"
The omegas' sanities are hanging by a thread. They have dismantled their own lives, pushed themselves to the very brink of madness, and now they are looking back at Yuu with desperate, wide eyes. It is a silent, agonizing plea. They want to know if their alpha will let them fall into the abyss, or if he will finally reach out, pull them into his arms, and reward their beautiful destruction by saving them.
"I’ll take one final step, all you have to do is make me."
They are standing right on the edge of complete, irreversible madness, completely aware of the drop below. But they won't jump on their own. They are looking back at Yuu with vacant, dilated eyes, explicitly handing him the reins to their sanity.
They are begging for the push. All Yuu has to do is give a single command, offer a cold shoulder, or flash a tiny, encouraging smile, and they will gladly take that final step into the abyss, shattering the last of their humanity just to prove they belong entirely to him.
"If you ever walk away I won’t think twice, I’ll go bye bye bye."
The ultimatum of the completely unhinged omegas. It isn't a threat to harm Yuu or themselves, it is the total surrender of their sanity. They are making it explicitly clear that Yuu's presence is the only thing maintaining the illusion of their functional, civilized self.
The exact second Yuu turns his back on them, they will completely stop trying. They won't beg, they won't chase, and they won't think twice. They will instantly say goodbye to their morals, their pride, and their humanity, fully embracing a feral, lawless madness. They will happily let the world burn around them, leaving Yuu with the haunting knowledge that without him to anchor them, they will permanently become the monsters everyone else always feared they were.
"Even though that it hurts me baby, I’m in love with the way you hate me"
Yuu isn't actually cruel, he is simply a master of pacing. He expertly dangles the bait of his affection just out of reach, forcing them to work through a grueling gauntlet of good behavior, loyalty, and restraint to earn a single, fleeting smile. When he denies them his attention or steps back behind a boundary, the sudden deprivation genuinely hurts them.
But they are entirely addicted to that ache. They misinterpret the agonizing wait as a thrilling form of dominance. A beautiful, calculated friction they mistake for a deeper, more passionate kind of devotion. The harder Yuu makes them work for a single touch, the more hopelessly they fall in love with the chase.
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"You spike my drink, then give me a wink and pour me another cup"
Vil Schoenheit was always a master of poisons, potions, and flawless execution. If Yuu was going to be an elusive, teasing alpha who dangled affection out of reach, Vil would simply alter the chemistry of the game. He meticulously brewed a beautifully tame, subtle love potion, a delicate blend designed merely to amplify the natural affection Yuu already felt for him, lowering the alpha's defenses just enough to make him exceptionally pliant. It was a flawless cocktail of warmth and hyper focus, ensuring Yuu's eyes would remain strictly on him.
As Yuu lifted the laced glass of juice, Vil leaned in close, flashing a flawless, conspiratorial wink that hiddenly hummed with anticipation. He watched with a breathless, possessive satisfaction as Yuu drank it down without hesitation and a soft, affectionate haze immediately settling over the prefect's features. The moment Yuu smiled, completely enchanted by the potion's gentle warmth, Vil was already moving forward with an elegant flourish, eagerly pouring another cup to keep his favorite alpha beautifully captivated for the rest of the evening.
"I’m so aware, but I still don’t care, you already fucked me up"
Yuu looked down at the subtly shimmering liquid in his glass, then up at the flawless, expectant smile on Vil's face. He wasn't blind. He could taste the faint, overly sweet undertone of the love potion Vil had so elegantly slipped into his drink, and he could feel the gentle, artificial warmth already trying to fog the edges of his mind. He knew exactly what the beautiful housewarden was trying to do, trying to bring out a devotion that should have been natural.
But as Yuu raised the glass to his lips and took another slow sip, he realized he didn't care.
The truth was, Vil's frantic, possessive desperation had already done its work long before the potion ever touched his tongue. Yuu was already completely captivated by the manic devotion hidden beneath Vil's immaculate posture. His mind was already hooked on the sheer thrill of watching Pomefiore's perfect queen compromise his own strict morals just to keep a magicless alpha by his side. The potion was unneeded, Vil had already beautifully ruined him. But Yuu was more than willing to let him think that he was winning.
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"I know that I got a couple issues, but its fine, keep playing with my loose screws. It’s so insane the things we do in the name of love"
Idia Shroud was the first to admit his psyche was a total disaster area. He had a laundry list of issues. Crippling social anxiety, an avoidant personality, and a severe dependency on the digital barrier between himself and the rest of the world. But the moment Yuu stepped into his life, the magicless alpha managed to bypass all of Idia's firewalls, expertly dangling just enough validation and attention to lure the reclusive housewarden out of the safety of his dark room.
Idia knew exactly what Yuu was doing. He could track the subtle psychological levers Yuu was pulling, watching the alpha intentionally mess with his head. Yet, he found himself utterly incapable of logging out.
Instead of retreating, Idia was practically begging Yuu to keep tampering with his fragile code, finding a bizarre, euphoric comfort in the way Yuu played with his loose screws. It was completely insane. Idia Shroud, the housewarden of Ignihyde who usually loathed human interaction, was willingly letting his carefully constructed defenses crumble into absolute chaos. He was completely hooked on the thrill of the chase Yuu provided, breaking every one of his own anti social rules just to earn a single, rewarding smile from his favorite person.
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"Damn you always get your way, guess it’s written in your nature."
Yuu couldn't help the sharp, amused smirk that tugged at the corner of his lips as Floyd and Jade seamlessly boxed him in, their towering, deep sea shadows completely swallowing his escape routes. It was an exquisitely choreographed routine by now. Whether it was Floyd aggressively invading his personal space with a manic grin, or Jade weaponizing that terrifyingly polite, silver tongued diplomacy to corner him into an absurd arrangement, the Leech twins always found a way to orchestrate a win.
As an alpha, Yuu should have probably felt threatened by the blatant display of dominance, but honestly? He found it thoroughly entertaining.
They were apex predators down to their very marrow, completely unbothered by human rules and driven by a chaotic, deep sea instinct to possess whatever caught their eye. Watching them work, watching the sheer, unadulterated selfishness of their synchronized focus locking entirely onto him.. It was better than any theater NRC had to offer. Yuu leaned back against the wall, crossing his arms with a low, rumbling chuckle. Getting exactly what they wanted wasn't just a habit for them, it was an evolutionary trait written so deeply into their terrifying nature that Yuu was more than happy to just relax, enjoy the show, and let them think they had him cornered.
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"You know everything to say, just as long as I'm in danger."
Yuu found it deeply amusing how Azul's silver tongued benovelence only reached its peak when Yuu was in a tight spot. Whenever the alpha intentionally landed himself in a crisis, the Octavinelle housewarden would miraculously materialize, armed with a flawlessly tailored contract and a reassuring, calculated script designed to play the savior.
Azul always knew the exact, comforting words to say, but only because Yuu's vulnerability gave him the perfect leverage to negotiate. Yuu saw right through the performance. He knew the housewarden didn't actually want him safe, but rather safely dependent on him. It was a beautiful, predatory choreography, and Yuu was more than willing to dance on the edge of danger just to watch Azul scramble to rescue him.
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"But I like when you take me under, it feels so good when I suffer, it’s so insane the things we do in the name of love."
Yuu looked around at the beautiful, chaotic storm he had intentionally cultivated at Night Raven College, a dark, thoroughly entertained smile playing on his lips. They were all trying their absolute best to drag him down into their respective depths. They wanted to drown him in their obsessions, to make him bend to their desperate, frantic attempts at control.
And Yuu absolutely loved every single second of being taken under.
There was a deeply twisted, euphoric satisfaction in letting them think they were winning. The grueling gauntlet of handling their manic devotion, the maddening friction of their desperate schemes, and the sheer exhausting weight of their collective fixations should have felt like a nightmare. But to Yuu, that specific brand of suffering felt intoxicatingly good. It was pure, unfiltered insanity. He was a magicless human willingly letting a school full of dangerous, powerful mages pull him apart, all while he dangled the bait of his affection just out of their reach. It was the most chaotic game he had ever played, and in the name of love, Yuu had never been happier to let the madness consume them all.
