Yandere Mother Miranda Headcanons

Yandere Mother Miranda headcanons

Tw: Actions of murder, blood, actions of mutilation, actions of drugging, actions of kidnapping, possessive/obsessive behavior, yandere.

Yandere type: Controlling, possessive, blood shedder, stalker.

Her little feather.

You fell into her clutches as soon as you entered that village.

You were so oblivious to her as she watched you wander around, nearly killed by multiple lycans.

Silly little feather, you were lucky she was there.

Blood sprayed as she killed those horrid creatures, you barely had any time to process what happened.

Not even the next second, she was gone. Just a flock of birds left behind.

As you continued wandering the village, you always felt eyes on you.

Or a single crow watching you.

It was quite odd that you hadn't encountered any lycans, since the priestess.

Or any alive ones at least, you always found beheaded ones. Laying in the snow, the snow stained crimson.

Was this a threat? Or a message?

You didn't get to finish your thoughts as a cloth covered your mouth, a sweet scent filling your nose.

It took only a few minutes of struggling before you blacked out.

You'd wake in a cell of some sort, a pillow sat under your head.

You'd groggily get up, standing in front of the bars. Only to be met with Mother Miranda herself, a faint smile on her lips.

She was in control now, there was no room for protest anymore. You were her little feather, never to be spoken to, or even looked at by anyone other then her.

~Her pretty little feather~

~"You're finally mine little feather, mine. You will not argue, is that clear?"~

(Headcanons were a little longer, and had a slightly different writing style this time. Hope you all still like it.)