#oc king

It couldn't have been better timing.

Your 18th birthday (that only the maids remembered) was a day that your father took your brothers to go to war with him. You could hear your sisters above playing cards or something, laughing loudly.

The maids often took you around with them, showing you how they seemed to teleport around the castle with the passage ways. You learned quickly, now older, they proved useful for escaping!

You slipped out into the cold night, small cloak wrapped around you, finally feeling free for once in your life.

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Blood. There was blood everywhere. Your brothers laid dead on the battlefield, they barely did anything before an arrow went through both of them.

The king rushed home, needing to check up on his kids. All his kids.

When he got there, he was horrified. The palace got broken into. Your sisters were dead at the door. There was more blood. The kind looked at his daughters, heartbroken, but noticed that someone was missing.

You were.

Did... Did they kill you? It looked like they wanted to send a message, but your body wasn't there. You were still alive!

He had to get you back home.

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Why was everyone looking at you? It had only been two hours since you got out, and now you were waiting for a boat to come and take you and a few other people around you with similar wear and attitudes.

But you kept getting these looks. People would squint and tilt their heads, whispering to one another. You were invisible for this long, why were they looking now?

You tried to ignore it and shifted in your seat. "Rough day?" The person next to you asked curiously. You sigh and nod. "That's a very small way of describing it."

The stranger laughed darkly. "We've all had them," He turned to you, face covered by his own hood. "Tell me, why are you traveling?"

"Oh, I'm moving out." You respond bluntly, turning away to avoid talking any longer. You can't let people know who your family is! They shouldn't recognize you, you never made any public apperencce except when you were a baby.

"Really? Can I ask your name?" The stranger's voice got higher and they sat up straighter. You were weary, but not saying your name would be worse. "It's... Y/N."

"Last name?"

"Private."

The stranger grabbed your arm tightly, pulling back your hood as you yelped and tried to throw him off. His eyes got wide when he saw your face and he began dragging you away.

"Stop it! Let go of me!" You kicked him, pulled away, everything! But he was even stronger than your brothers, and you were probably weak compared to most your age.

"Sir! Sir! I found them!" He began shouting to whoever was in front of you.

A guard that you remembered watched you sometimes looked you over, before nodding and handing the man a ton of money. He smiled and walked away, basically throwing you at them.

"You're in trouble, Y/N." The guard warned you in a whisper as he marched you back towards the palace you dreaded. "Just be prepared."

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The king was pacing back forth, where were you? Were you okay? He hated himself for not being there enough. He looked at your letter in his hands, re-reading it for the hundreth time.

Dear family.

I've come to realize that this family seems to be happier when I am not around, I have given everyone the honor of disappearing. I will likely be aross the sea on a boat while you're reading this. I do not hold any grudge agaisnt you, but please, let me leave in peace. Thank you to the maids and guards who raised me and helped me when I was hurt, goodbye.

-Y/N

He knew he should've paid you more attention, it's not like he didn't love you! He bought you gifts and gave you birthday cards, but weirdly enough, he found all his gifts in your siblings stuff.

He found the birthday card he wanted to give you on your 18th birthday while he was out at war. It had been ripped in half and stored in your sister's room.

He found the blanket he got you during the winter stashed in your oldest brother's closet. He found the jewerly he gave you on your 16th in your sister's desk. And he found the picture of all of you together when you were just a small child smashed and broken into pieces in your room, the shards of glass had blood all over them, and not from the break-in that morning.

How much of your life did he miss? How much pain were you going through? What did your siblings do? You really must've hated him, no matter what the letter said. He'd hate him too!

But still, he needed to find you, needed to comfort you, needed to apologize over 18 years of not giving you what you deserve. And to make up for it.

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When you got dragged back into the palace, the last thing you thought would happen is the king hugging you.

"What were you thinking?! At least you're safe..." He sighed a breath of relief and hugged you tighter. You were confused by his sudden change of personality. He sounded like a father scolding a child for eating out a cookie jar, not the last heir sneaking out to escape.

Instead of putting you down after the hug, he just shifted so he was carrying you like a child. "Uh... What are you doing?" You asked, shifting uncomfortably.

He looked at you lovingly. "Making up for past mistakes." He kissed your forehead which made you flinch from your brothers. "I'm sorry, about everything."

His eyes narrowed and his fingers brushed a scar on your cheek you got from your brothers. "I don't remember you getting this," He tuts sadly. "What happened?"

"U-Uh... It doesn't matter..." You didn't feel like snitching would help you once your brothers found you. They'd probably be mad you're hogging their dad's attention.

When did you think of him as your dad? Your brothers claimed that he never loved you and your sisters always got expensive gifts, plus your mother died during your birth... And once the maids started filling their roles... Huh.

The king looks sad. "Tell me, dear." He asks in a soft voice. "I promise I won't be mad."

Yeah, you might not be! You thought bitterly but someone else might. "It was uh... My brothers." You get out, surprising yourself and the king.

"What?!" He changes his tone the second he sees your scared face. "Oh, baby, I'm sorry. I'm not mad at you, I'm mad at your siblings." He kissed your head again and began walking, you still tucked in-between his arms.

You squirm nervously, you were barely carried around, even as a child. It all felt... Weird.

The king didn't seem to really notice your discomfort, just cooing at you from time to time while going around the giant maze of a palace. It took you many years to learn each step and turn of it all, and the king seems to be taking you...

...To the nursery? It's the only logical place he could be taking you, but why? You were 18! An adult! You kept trying to get out of his grip and squrim and kick your legs, but the king just laughed and kissed your head again, like you were a child.

And sure enough, you get to the nursery. There are beds in there for the maids to watch over the children of the castle, in fact, two babies that the maids had are sleeping.

He tucks you in, tucks you in, on one of the beds and smooths your hair lovingly. "Sleep, darling, we'll talk more tomorrow." You want to escape, you really do, but you are just so tired from staying up with your plan... You really just want to sleep...

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The next morning, it's like nothing happened.

The maids arrive to tell you that you're being summoned downstairs and you sheepishly thank you before going downstairs, stomach in a knot.

You expect to see your siblings all there, glaring at you, maybe get a few hits in, throw you in the dungeon for a day or two? They did love to do that.

But instead, you see the king. Making breakfast casually. You curiously approach to see what he's making and he smiles and wraps an arm around you.

You force yourself not to flinch and watch while he makes a ton of breakfast food for you with surprisingly good skills. "Are you making breakfast?" You questioned in surprise.

He smiled and the arm around you tightened. "Of course, I can't let my little one go hungry."

You were so shocked that you were quiet as you observed the rest of his making. "Go sit down now, love." He tells you as he finishes. You nod and run off to the giant table.

Once you sit down, a plate of food is placed in front of you. It smells amazing and after skipping a few meals (either from force of your sisters claiming you'll get fat or from yourself by hiding it away for your grand escape) you are so hungry you immediately start eating it.

You don't notice how the king stares at you lovingly or how the plate is a children's plate that you have never seen before, maybe your siblings had it? When you finish, the king wipes your chin from syrup and you stare at him in shock.

"So messy when you eat, hm?" He tuts, before picking you up like you're weightless again. You again, squirm and ask him to put you down, but he doesn't listen.

He takes you back to the nursery and sits down in one of the rocking chairs, setting you on his lap and picking up a children's book.

He begins reading to you, something that you never experienced. You rest your head on his chest, which makes him sigh happily and almost stop reading, but he continues. When he finishes, you finally ask the lingering question.

"Dad?" It was the first time you ever addressed him with that title. He seems to realize this too, because he almost starts crying.

"Yes, sweetheart?" His voice is soft and adoaring.

"Where are the others? My siblings?" You don't miss them, but you are curious.

Your dad freezes, then sets down the book lightly on a shelf and hugs you tighter to him. "They passed away." He says bluntly, burrying his nose in your hair.

You flinch, they... Died? How? Why? When? You have so many questions, but you feel something wet in your hair and look to see your dad smiling, but crying as well.

"Are you okay?!" You get worried for him, you didn't think you could get worried over him.

"I didn't realize how much they hurt you, hid my gifts from you when I couldn't make it, ripped up cards and broke memories." You were shocked, you didn't know he ever cared. "I promise, I'll make up for all of it, you won't have to worry about anything ever again, I'll be right here."

For some reason, that fills you with dread.

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He becomes overbearing. Constantly hugging you, ruffilng you hair, reading you stories, trying to get you play with toys, and even redocorated your room to be more youthful and young.

Is that why he made you sleep in the nursery last night? To prepare this room for you?

"Hey dad, why is everything in here... So young?"

He hummed happily when you addressed him as dad, he hasn't been doing very good fathering any of you. He had another chance, though, with you. "Well, clearly you didn't get the childhood my baby deserves, so I'm giving it back to you."

His eyes drill holes into you and you feel too pitying for him to deny him. This is your chance to advert attention from yourself. "What happened to my siblings?"

He flinched. "...Your brothers died with honor on the battle field. The castle was compromised with your sisters." He looked at you like you were the only thing that he needed. He hugged you again, as you realize he now loves to do.

You get chills up your spine as he peppers kisses on your head. "I love you, sweetie, and I won't let you get hurt anymore."

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Again, don't know if I did too good on this one :/ I did more backstory than actual parental yandere stuff but that's on me. I might do a part 2 to the band yanderes, but we'll see.

Anyway, hope this fufils you, anon! Thank you for reading, I love all of you, and see ya!

(Edit): OH MY GOSH I JUST REALIZED I DIDN'T CHANGE THE WARNINGS WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS WHY DIDN'T YALL TELL ME DX

I usually don't know what the warnings are gonna be and just write whatever I think of my own writing so it'll say things like that and ._. and WHY and whatnot I'M SORRY I DIDNT SEE THAT OR PUT PROPER WARNINGS DSHGJKLRGHU

I love all of you and see ya :.)