User blog:Ore-samma/My Banshee (Slight horror) (Yandere)

Hello Fans, Ore-samma here!

Another fan request from this forum =

https://monstergirlencyclopedia.fandom.com/f/p/4400000000000069558/r/4400000000000462176

A man is consoled in his final moments by a (very yandere) banshee, and her tears resurrect him… with no other effects. What do she do when the man she adores is unaffected by the magical properties of her tears?

This one made very little sense to me. How can a human be brought back to life from death by a banshee but not be affected by her tears?

And if so, what would she do? Okay....well, time to lean on the Yandere aspect of her I guess.

I am pleased by how this turned out, however the Yandere aspects of this may be unsettling to some of my fans. So, please read with my disclaimer in mind.

Ever your Servant-

Ore-samma

''' WARNING! MODERATE DEPICTIONS OF VIOLENCE! THIS STORY HAS YANDERE ELEMENTS PLACED IN. '''

''' NO DEATH ALL CHARACTERS LIVE. '''

I crawled from the twisted metal of my motorcycle feeling my blood pour from my body. I kept trying to breathe deeper, but the pain was too much! I blinked, the blood was either getting in my eyes or I was starting to hallucinate as I saw a brilliant purple light everywhere!

I tried to lay on my side, but the pain was too much and I collapsed onto my back and struggled to breathe as I felt my lungs fill with blood.

I tried to cough, but I couldn’t…..I tried to breathe, but I couldn’t anymore.

I noticed a beautiful woman enter my view, she placed my head on her lap and wept, stroking my hair and face.

“Oh! Oh!” She cried out. “I’m so sorry! I will stay with you! I promise! I love you!” She wept, wiping her eyes and stroking my face with her wet hands. “I will call you back from the other side! Please! Tell me your name!”

“Eric.” I barely gurgled out. Despite the horror of slowly drowning in my blood….I felt a certain measure of comfort in knowing I wouldn’t die alone on the side of the road. I kept eye contact with the beautiful woman and soon darkness claimed my vision.

'' I love you, Eric... ''

'' I will always love you, Eric... ''

 Eric, come back 

 Come back to me 

 Eric, come back to me and be mine forever 

 You are mine forever 

I gasped and screamed. I tried to bat away the vision of horror before my eyes….visions of the beautiful girl who possessed this eldritch power and with it…..a terrible price that was mine to pay….

“My love! You’ve come back to me!”

I startled and screamed again. It was her! The girl I saw in my- wait! “I’m alive?” I breathed, feeling my body and realizing I was gasping for breath.

“Yes, my love. My perfect husband! You are alive….and are mine forever!”

I startled again as her words evoked the horror I was perfused with when I was….dead? I grabbed her arms and forced her away to arms length.

“Wh-what happened? Who are you? What’s going on? Wh- what is going on!” I cried out.

The woman’s face collapsed into a despairing expression and she wiped her eyes and bawled. “D-don’t you like me? Aren’t you glad I brought you back? How can you be so ungrateful?”

Her eyes narrowed as I continued to step backwards. “You- are you just playing with my feelings and heart? Why did you come back if you didn’t love me!”

“What are you talking about?” I cried out. “How am I still alive?” I panted as I looked from the twisted metal of my motorcycle and the alarming pool of still-drying blood with drag marks of where I crawled from the wreckage to another sizable pool of blood where I must have died.

“What do you mean, ‘still alive’ you were brought back! By me!” The dark girl screamed. “You were brought back by my love for you! How dare you doubt me!” She cried out, smacking my face.

I roared and shoved her down, and stared at her for a few moments while she bawled and wailed on the ground. Something was wrong about all this, something unnatural. I took off and ran as her voice thundered in my mind and from everywhere all at once.

' You will not escape me, Eric! '

' Eric! I will find you! '

' You will never escape me! '

I ran, until my lungs could no longer take the hellish pain and slowed to a walk. My body screamed in protesting agony the longer I went on, begging me for rest. I removed my helmet and dropped it as I continued to drag my feet.

I heard frenzied footsteps amidst the leaves of the forest and turned.

 “You will not escape me so easily!”  The girl screamed as she brandished a pinkish-silver knife.

I turned to run again, renewed by my terror but stumbled and fell as she leaped onto my back.

“You will be  mine !” She screamed in my ear and I felt her slam her blade in my back.

I cried out, and shook her off my back and pulled out the blade. I looked….odd? There was no blood?

I started to run again, my body felt as though it was on fire. I stopped to take off my leather jacket and expected to see it ablaze but nothing. Only the usual rips and tears from laying down my cycle and one long jagged hole that had clean edges.

''So hot! I’m burning up!'' I cried out in my mind and removed my shirt, amazed that there was no blood along the puncture the knife made.

 “Mine!” 

I tried to move, tried to duck but she was too quick and plunged a new knife in my leg. I cried out in rage and fear as I fell to the ground.

“You!” I cried out and backhanded her away from me and yanked her second knife from my body….wait….what’s going on? No blood? No wound? I had only a moment to think about the impossibility of the situation when another wave of fire erupted from the point of contact and seemed to concentrate on my pelvis and made my flesh swell. I panted and tried to cool my body that felt as though it was burning up. I tore my pants and undergarments off and tried to stand again.

“You will not deny me!” She screeched and stood in my way with two new knives in her hands.

“Look! It's your mom!” I cried out, pointing behind her.

“Huh?” She turned around and I rushed forward, seizing my opportunity and shoved her to the ground….but in my haste, I miscalculated my momentum and landed right on top of her.

I grasped her new knives and threw them aside. I bared my teeth as she stared at me with an expression of shock with her hands folded to her chest.



“First off! What is your name!” I snarled, panting so hard her hair fluttered from my breath.

“J-J-Jane.” She said in a soft sob, wiping her eyes that poured with tears.

“Jane! What the fuck is going on! What did you do to me!”

“ I saved you !” Jane cried out, placing her wet palms to my face and pulled me closer. “I used my abilities to call you back from beyond the veil of death! All for the sake of love! Why do you resist me! How can you resist what you feel in your heart? You couldn’t have come back unless you felt the same way!”

Her breath had this intoxicating aroma and her sweat carried the scent of her frustrations. I felt her legs wrap around my body and she tightened her fingers around my face. Her open mouth was mere centimeters away from mine and I could almost taste her sweet saliva.

“Make love to me!” She begged, her tears almost flowing like a river from her eyes. “Please! Make love to me! I need you!”

“You stabbed me! Twice!” I said, just barely able to keep my lust in check.

“I’m sorry!” She cried out, closing her eyes and struggling to bring my face closer, trying to kiss me. “I need you! I didn’t know what else I could do!” Her eyes opened a crack. “But that was mamono silver! It won’t hurt your flesh! It was the only thing I could think of! Please! Make love to me!” She begged.

My arms trembled and finally gave out, letting my body fall and she locked her lips to mine and buried her tongue in my mouth. She shifted her hips and I felt my flesh slide into her flesh and she broke the kiss with a soft  pop  and cried out.

I felt my body react to her desire and love, and my own heart seemed to burn with an overwhelming fondness for my dark bride.

I thrusted, and heaved my body into hers, grunting and ravaging her lips and tongue. The sweat from her brow mingled with her tears as we continued to move under the night sky lit only by the moon and stars.

At last the climax neared and I pushed myself as deep as I could into Jane’s flesh as she grasped my body, trying to squeeze all my insides out of my penis and into her. She bit my neck and buried her nails into my back, pulsing her bite, grip, and squeeze with my pulses into her womb.

At last my body was empty and the only pulse was the chaotic rhythm of our heartbeats. Jane at last let go with a content sigh and I fell next to her and pulled her into my embrace.

“My love?” Jane said, wiggling her hand into mine.

“Yes?”

“Please, tell me you will stay with me? That we will be together forever?”

I exhaled and nodded, feeling her weep anew with tears of joy. “Yes. I will.”