Not a slasher but was requested by Madamance. Daryl is the devil in the film Witches of Eastwick. He seduces his prey but will kill when it's deemed necessary. Reader chan is an atheist in this, sorry if that offends anyone

His type of yandere: Extremely possessive, territorial. He'll kill whoever comes into contact with you, even if it's family

How you met/he stalks you: You were at a restaurant when a man approached you. "Excuse me, is this seat taken?" He asked. "No, not right now it isn't." You replied. "Then would you mind if I joined you?" "Go right ahead." "Thank you." "You're welcome."

The two of you ordered your meals for the evening along with some cherry wine. "So, I don't think we've been introduced. My name is Daryl Van Horne, and you are?" He asked as he took your hand and kissed your knuckle.

"Y/N, Y/N L/N. Nice to meet you Mr. Van Horne." Daryl smiled "Please, just call me Daryl." You nodded. The two of you talked late into the night until you had to get home. "I do hope we get to meet some other time, I enjoyed speaking with you." Daryl said.

You nodded then once you were home the strangest thing happened. You couldn't remember his name! All you could remember was it started with a D, there was an r, y, and a l in it. And he had a foreign sounding name despite him telling you he was from New York. He didn't have the New York accent either.

Smexy song he overhears you singinng: Bad Romance by Lady GaGa

You were cleaning your house with headphones in when one of your favorite songs came on

"Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Gaga oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Gaga ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly
I want your disease
I want your everything
As long as it's free
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your drama
The touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the sand
I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love (Love-love-love, I want your love)
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad
Your bad romance
I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-oooh!)
I want your love and
All your lovers revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh! Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Gaga ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
I want your horror
I want your design
'Cause you're a criminal
As long as your mine
I want your love
Love-love-love
I want your love
I want your psycho, your vertigo shtick
Want you in my rear window
Baby you're sick, I want your love
Love-love-love, I want your love (Love-love-love, I want your love)
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want it bad, bad romance
I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh!)
I want your love and
All your lovers revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Oh-oh-ooh-oh-oh-oh!
Caught in a bad romance
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Gaga ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Gaga oh-la-la!
Want your bad romance
Walk, walk fashion baby, work it move that bitch crazy
Walk-walk fashion baby, work it move that bitch crazy
Walk-walk fashion baby, work it move that bitch crazy
Walk-walk passion baby, work it I'm a free bitch baby
I want your love
And I want your revenge
I want your love
I don't wanna be friends
(J'veux ton amour et je veux ta revanche j'veux ton amour)
I don't wanna be friends, I don't wanna be friends
I don't wanna be friends, I don't wanna be friends
Want your bad romance (caught in a bad romance) want your bad romance
I want your love and
I want your revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
(Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh!)
I want your love and
All your lovers revenge
You and me could write a bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Want your bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Want your bad romance
Oh-oh-oh-oh-ooh! Want your bad romance
Caught in a bad romance
Rah rah ah-ah-ah!
Ro mah ro-mah-mah
Gaga ooh-la-la!
Want your bad romance"

Daryl was listening to you and smiling like a pervert. He could gladly give you what you wanted ~

He kidnaps you:

You had agreed to meet with Daryl at the restaurant where you first met him. "Y/N!" He called as he walked up to you. Then it hit you. Daryl! His name was Daryl! "Hi Daryl." You went and gave him a hug. He returned the hug then intertwined your arms. "Shall we go in, my dear?" You nodded.

Truth be told you thought Daryl was a handsome man, but your friend Felicia had warned you the devil was in town. She had warned you that the devil was coming after you, that he wanted you as his bride and as the queen of Hell.

You dismissed it as nothing, but still what she had said still lurked in your mind. "He's trying to seduce you so he can have you all for himself!" "Y/N? Y/N!" You snapped out of your thoughts. "Sorry Daryl, it's been a long day is all."

Daryl smiled reassuringly "No need to apologize, dear. I understand completely." He said. The two of you ordered the same meals you had the first time you met.

After dinner Daryl insisted on paying for it. You agreed, and as you were walking out you started feeling tired. "Shhh, just sleep my love. Make it easier on both of us ~" Daryl purred in your ear. Your vision started to fade and the last thing you saw was Daryl smiling at you cruelly.

He asks you to be his: You had been stuck with Daryl for about a week. He explained to you that he wanted you as his lover and the queen of Hell. He already explained to you that he was the devil.

You felt sick at the thought of the fact that you had been seduced and tricked by the devil so now you were in this situation with him. "No need to be ashamed, I've been doing this for years. I've had my practice in seducing women. All so I could eventually get to you."

You looked at him confusedly. "W- what do you mean...?" "I mean I've known about your existence in this time for millennia. I've made my plans to take you regardless of if any religion stood in my way. I'd prefer a Satanist, it makes it so much more easy for me to have you. Being a Satanist is you just giving yourself to me, consenting to being my queen. I'll accept an atheist, that works just as well."

You gulped. You should've listened to Felicia, you should've gone with her to some sort of church, you should've tried to save yourself from him. "Sweetheart, it's for the best that you're an atheist. Now even God can't take you from me ~! You don't accept him into your soul, so your soul goes to Hell and you stay with me for the rest of eternity ~!" Daryl explained. You had no other choice but to agree to be his.

First kiss: As soon as you agreed to be his Daryl smashed his lips onto yours for a passionate kiss. He didn't let go until your lungs were burning and screaming for air.

He tries to bathe you/he gets 'excited': You had missed your bus so you had to walk home and it had been snowing. All you had was a light hoodie, a beanie, a scarf, and some gloves. You were nearly frozen solid when you came home.

"Love, why didn't you just call me? I would've come to get you!" Daryl exclaimed. "I- I- I d- d- didn't w- wan- want to bot- bother you." You stuttered. "Nonsense my love, it wouldn't bother me in the slightest to take care of you." He said.

Daryl took you to the bathroom where he got you into the tub and filled it with warm water. He waited until you regained feeling in your numbed body before he starting bathing you. As he was reaching to grab your shampoo and conditioner you felt something hard press up against you.

"Daryl?" You whined. "Yes, my dear?" He asked. "Please take care of your little problem." He was confused at first but then realized what you meant. He bathed you quickly then went to go take care of his 'problem'.

His nickname(s) for you: My sweet, love, sexy, my queen, darling

You get sick: A bad respiratory infection was spreading around your town, and you had gotten it. Daryl was freaking out, trying to find something to help you. But since it was viral there was nothing he could do, not without the risk of it hurting you.

So Daryl cuddled with you in bed, tending to your every need when it arose until you were better.

He gets jealous: Hell literally breaks loose when Daryl gets jealous. If he thinks anyone is trying to take you from him, only God can save them. Even though Daryl always gets them, he tortures his victim until they're broken. He then forces them to walk across a desert of broken glass with nothing to protect them, basically he forces them to walk it completely naked. He then sends his pet hellhound to finish the job

His favorite pick up line: Did it hurt when you fell from heaven? (Thus making you a fallen angel)

How you are on your 'you know what': You tend to be more aggressive, and horny. Of course Daryl doesn't mind that you're more horny than usual. Though once Daryl figures out what's wrong he does his absolute best to keep his precious queen of Hell as happy as can be. He gets you anything you want, and I mean everything. Nothing is too small or insignificant for him, if his queen wants it then he'll get it

You watch a movie and fall asleep on him: You had asked Daryl if the two of you could watch Suicide Squad together. He agreed to it to make his queen happy. About halfway through the movie you snuggled into his chest as your eyes felt heavy.

You fell asleep on his chest and he didn't even realize it until he went to get up to throw away the empty pizza box sitting in front of the two of you. He thought it was adorable so he took you back to your room and tucked you in. He joined you soon after.

You get mad at him: Demons were running rampant around your house and you'd have enough of it. You confronted Daryl about it "Daryl, I need you to get rid of the demons running around the house. They're making life miserable!" He nodded.

A few hours later he told you he had gotten rid of the demons, making you happier.

You try to escape from him: It's literally impossible to escape Daryl. He finds you wherever you try to escape, he's the devil. There's no escaping him

Your song: Give In To Me by Michael Jackson

The first time you two *wink wink nudge nudge*: Daryl was more horny than usual that evening. And that was saying something considering it was Daryl. He pinned you to the nearby wall and kissed you roughly. He forced his tongue in your mouth as he ripped at your clothes.

Once he succeeded in undressing you he started on himself. He rammed into you mercilessly, he found your sweet spot almost immediately. It was as though he knew your body perfectly. He kept slamming into your spot as you screamed his name over and over again.

He wrapped your legs around his waist as he slammed into you without mercy. You climaxed and panted heavily, but he was nowhere near done with you. He pulled out, forced you onto the ground, then slammed into you. You kept screaming until he gave one last thrust and spilled his hot seed inside you. "I love you Y/N." He said gruffly. He held you protectively as you passed out in his arms.

You get scared: A kid had been giving you a hard time at school, and Daryl had found out about it. To say he was pissed was an understatement. Daryl was LIVID that some kid had the balls to upset HIS beloved queen. You had tried to talk Daryl out of doing anything to the kid, but he wouldn't listen to you.

Instead he showed up at the school looking demonic. He went up to the kid and grabbed him by the throat "You think it's fucking funny to hurt MY Y/N, hmm?!" He asked in a snarl. The kid struggled for oxygen, but Daryl had only tightened his grip on the kid's throat. "Enjoy Hell, I'll see you there soon enough." Daryl opened a portal to Hell, threw the kid in, then closed it.

You stayed away from him in fear of saying anything further that could result in someone dying

He tortures you: No reason to since you didn't try to escape him