punished-affection

[punished-affection]

☾ — yandere summon x reader !

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notes: sorry for disappearing for a few months here i didnt know what to post lol. so here's something short, cause i wanna be active here. i actually really like how this turned out.

warnings: gn reader, not proofread. yandere content, unhealthy relationships, possessive behavior, near-death experience, murder, saros is kinda freaky ngl, use of the term 'master', brief depiction of murder, jealousy, overprotective behavior.

♡ — thinking about a yandere summon... you end up in a typical isekai scenario and end up in a world of fantasy entirely unfamiliar to you, left to start a new life with no place to call home and no one to rely on but yourself. it was hard work, but you were able to get into a normal routine, managing to get a job at a tavern. the owner was even kind enough to let you stay in the small loft in the upstairs area!

♡ — you were so focused on just trying to build a life here that you never really realized you had any sort of special power. not until your life was in danger, and you resigned yourself to death yet again. right before the final blow could be dealt, there was this blinding light. bright enough that you squeezed your eyes shut to shield yourself from it.

♡ — rain starts to pour, but you can't feel it touching your skin. everything was silent, other than the rain. when you opened your eyes, you weren't sure what you were expecting to see. but the adventurers that had decided to attack you because you wouldn't let them leave the tavern without paying their tab were gone. the only thing remaining of them were their weapons dropped on the ground, red water washing away.

♡ — instead, a man stood before you. he was holding an umbrella, and it was the reason why the rain wasn't touching you. yellow eyes stare down at you, the faint glow of them causing goosebumps to appear on your skin. he smiles when you meet his gaze, and there's this air of danger around him but it didn't feel directed towards you.

he felt the pull almost instantly. the human he'd connected his soul to was finally calling for him. finally bringing him out of the endless darkness that he called home. he was starting to think they'd never discover their power! he had been so excited to finally meet you! he had it all planned out. you'd summon him, and he'll appear in front of you with a nice demonstration of his power, like summons always do, and you'll be so impressed by him that you'll fall in love with him. so when he appeared to see you curled up on the ground, a bunch of no-good assholes beating you up... their reasoning doesn't matter to him, because in his eyes, you could do no wrong. the rain started to fall, and saros opens the green umbrella in his hand, holding it over your shivering body to keep you from getting wet. the people who were hurting you screamed. the rain burned their skin, and they dropped their weapons. the scum tried to flee, but you can't outrun something falling from the sky. they were dead in a matter of seconds, not even their clothes left behind. but none of that seemed to matter as he looked down to see you staring up at him. your blood was sticking to your skin, exhaustion heavy on your face. but your eyes held a galaxy within them, and when his skin touched yours as he helped you up, it felt as if everything clicked into place. he's right where he belongs.

♡ — "i was wondering when you'd call on me," he hums as he helps you from the ground. his touch was gentle, but firm. you have to lean on him just to keep yourself from falling over. the pain in your body made you feel unbearably nauseous, and you could already see black dots pooling in your vision.

♡ — when you next wake, you're in the loft at the tavern. honestly, you would've believed the whole experience to be a dream if the man wasn't sitting on the floor next to the bed, flipping through one of the books you'd recently gotten. he seemed to perk up like a dog when he saw you were awake.

♡ — he introduced himself as saros, and you were a summoner. apparently. the term wasn't a mystery to you. you've lived in this world long enough that you had no choice but to learn about the magic in it, you just hadn't ever expected to wield that magic. summoners were rare, and they were typically high up in the government due to their powers. but that wasn't a life you wanted to live.

♡ — and saros was... well, he was a bit too eager to listen to you, to be honest. the stories you've heard of summoners, you sorta assumed you'd have to prove your worth for him to do what you want, but no. if anything, you'd rather he stop listening to you. he was stuck by your side like glue, and you had to awkwardly come up with a story for your boss as to why you suddenly had a weird... bodyguard? friend? you're not sure, honestly.

♡ — either way, your boss ultimately agreed saros could stay as long as he helped out around the tavern as well. he was eager to help out, too. he insisted on doing most of the work, so you ended up behind the bar most nights making drinks while he went to deliver them. something about not wanting you to exhaust yourself? but the way he looks when one of the patrons sitting at the bar tries talking to you, you got a feeling his reasons were a lot more sinister than they appeared.

there's this pout on his lips as he watches you chat away with some random adventurer. he's supposed to be humoring some patrons, but it was hard to focus on the work he'd been assigned by you when you're laughing at some awful joke made by someone who wasn't him. saros hated seeing you talk to other people. why would you need anyone else when you have him? he's all you could ever want or need. a friend, a protector, a lover. he gets that you're just doing your job, but he hates it. it would be so easy to take you far away from anyone else. these people don't appreciate you like he does. they don't understand you, they don't know what made you happy. they didn't spend a century figuring out how to drag you into their world so they could spend their life with you. maybe he should. you wouldn't be able to stop him, you're just a weak human. the idea danced around in his mind, but everything seemed to go silent when your gaze flickered over to him. he stared, and you offered a small smile before getting back to work. oh, he can't take freedom away from you. not if it risks losing that pretty smile of yours.

♡ — you're not even sure what he is. he's a summon, that much you know, but... what kind? what category does he fall in? he so easily killed a group of adventurers with rain alone (something that still makes you sick when you think about it), so he's definitely in a higher category compared to your typical summon.

♡ — it's a question saros must've been waiting for you to ask, because when you finally decide to ask him about his origins one night while trying to fall asleep, he perks up like a dog and gets this smile on his face. like you asking about him, wanting to learn about him, was the greatest thing that's ever happened.

♡ — you were expecting a complicated response, truth be told. a lesson on summons, the different types of summons, something like that. instead, saros just hums like he's in thought for a moment. there's this playful glint in his eyes as he cocks his head to the side a bit, "i guess you could say i'm a god?"

♡ — and you laugh at his words. you weren't from this world, but you weren't clueless, either. you had studied up on the place. gods can't be summons, because gods don't like being controlled. some may argue that they can't be controlled. the few records of a god being a summon, it resulted in the summoner being killed, because mortals aren't built to withstand the energy of immortals.

saros smiles at the sound of your laugh. you didn't believe him, and he found that to be adorable. he can't blame you. were you anyone else, he would've left a long time ago. he's not fond of people telling him one to do, but you... you're just... special. you could tell him to cut off his own arm and he would. "...you're joking, right?" you ask, the sound of your voice causing his skin to tingle and his soul to burn in his chest. he can see the moment you realize that he was serious. your expression shifts into something wary, and you were putting distance between you two. he didn't like that. shifting closer, saros reaches out and grabs you wrist. he can feel you tense from his touch, and his smile grows just a bit from your reaction. everything you did, every reaction you had, it was all so damn cute to him. your fear wasn't misplaced, either. he could easily overpower you. he could take you, he could lock you away. he could keep you all for himself. he could. but he won't. he values your trust, your respect, your love far too much to betray you. unless it's to save your life, saros could never see himself going against your wishes. you are his master, his everything. his whole existence, from the moment he discovered your soul while peeking into the neighboring universe, revolves around you.

♡ — the moment you felt him grab your wrist, you were preparing for the worst. your life force to be sucked out of you, or maybe something worse than that. the first time you died, you ended up in this alternate universe and had to restart your life. if you die again, would that be it?

♡ — but instead of the death you were expecting, you were met with the touch of cool metal. a chain. you blink, and look down at your hand to see a chain resting on your palm. your gaze follows it, only to see it connected to a collar that saros was wearing. when the fuck did he even put that on? how long has he had this?

♡ — "consider this my vow to never harm you, master," saros says, like that would explain anything. you stare at the collar for a moment longer before looking to meet his gaze, yellow eyes staring back into you. there's an intensity behind them that has you looking away, and you pull your hand back. the chain falls, and you watch as it fizzles away into nothing.

♡ — ...you suppose saros' presence is just one of the many things you'll have to adjust to, if you hope to survive in this world. you just weren't expecting a god to be so... weird.

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☾ — yandere nightmare x reader !

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notes: this guy is actually based off the guy i keep seeing in my dreams so!! why not turn him into a yandere lol. i plan on making a polar opposite to this guy too thts all soft nd like. a dream, essentially.

warnings: gn reader, yandere content, unhealthy relationships, possessive behavior, fairly detailed nightmares, depictions of death but none of it's real, manipulation, this technically falls into the dark yandere category, forced dependency, intentional sleep deprivation, obsession.

♡ — yandere nightmare who, in the beginning, saw you as nothing more than a mortal for him to mess around with. orion has always viewed himself as better than mortals, considering himself a god, so you were meant to be nothing more than a toy for him. one he'd play with until he got bored and moved on.

♡ — all of your dreams, once nice and pleasant, were now horrific nightmares. if you dreamt of nice childhood memories, it was replaced by the images of your family's faces melting off their skin, revealing demonic monsters hidden beneath.

♡ — orion liked the reactions he got out of you. the way you'd pretend to be brave sometimes, or the way you'd breakdown other times. learning your deepest, darkest fears with each new nightmare, making you suffer in the most horrific ways you could ever possibly imagine.

♡ — it was all entertainment to him. that's all it should've been, at least. but then you started forcing yourself to stay awake, depriving him of your reactions. you're not the first mortal to do this, and though frustrating, he had initially moved on, opting to torment another person.

♡ — but their reactions just... weren't the same. they didn't cry like you did. they didn't put on a brave face. they didn't act like you, and it angered him, and he didn't understand why. sure, orion's enjoyed tormenting certain people more than others, but it's like you just refuse to leave his mind.

♡ — so when you started falling asleep again, orion was quick to return to your side. he had the ability to appear however he wanted, and he'd normally depict himself as a monster. long gangly limbs, bones sticking out of him every which way, gnarly teeth, glowing eyes, the like. but he found himself taking on a human appearance, just for you.

♡ — it wasn't any less unnerving, though. he looked uncanny. if you stared too long, you would start to notice the flaws. eyes too red, skin too smooth. a smile too wide, teeth just a bit too sharp. he didn't speak to you at first, just appearing in the background of your nightmares, watching.

♡ — and speaking of your nightmares... they weren't as... bad as they once were. the stench of rot and burning flesh no longer greeted you every time you fell asleep. instead, you always found yourself in isolated or abandoned places. the monsters that used to torture you no longer appeared. the only other person around, if that's what you could even call him, was the man with deathly pale skin and inky black hair.

♡ — somehow, you found this to be far scarier than any other nightmares. it's just you, and him. and you didn't know him. and he was always watching, observing. and you swear that one time you woke up in the middle of the night to find him standing in the corner of your room. you swear it.

♡ — the paranoia started to follow you into the waking world, much to orion's delight. he couldn't interact with you while you were awake, as much as that upset him, but it made his nonexistent heart throb knowing that you thought about him enough that it had you looking over your shoulder even while you were awake.

♡ — friends and family show concern for your increasing paranoia and lack of sleep, some even speculating that you might be suffering night terrors and to seek some help to try and get some medication to manage it. but deep down, you knew that this wasn't something that would go away with some pills.

♡ — you do try what you can. at first, you forced yourself to stay awake. you were able to go almost a full week without sleeping before your body forcibly shut down. that was when orion started observing you rather than tormenting you.

♡ — then you tried watching meditation videos, asmr, things that were meant to help you sleep. you thought that, maybe, you were just incredibly stressed and that stress is what was triggering these nightmares. but no, none of that helped. that's when you started to suspect something more... supernatural might have been at play.

♡ — online forums were no help, unfortunately. you were able to get a few laughs out from a couple jokes about the hat man, but none of that helped you. so alas, all you could do what... get used to the nightmares, you supposed. it should be... easy, right?

♡ — well. orion thought it was adorable how you were trying to find ways to get rid of him. but as cute as it was, he was growing impatient waiting for you to sleep. it's become a habit of yours, apparently, to put off sleeping as long as you could, and that simply just wasn't fair. it only serves to piss him off more the longer he finds himself attached to you.

♡ — he's no longer satisfied with just watching you. when you fall asleep next, you'll find yourself in an endless void, arms tightly wrapped around you. long black hair draping over your shoulder as he buries his face in your neck, breathing you in. he didn't understand why he felt this way about you, but he knew that he never wanted to let you go.

♡ — but when you do things to piss him off, he'll always make sure to give you horrific nightmares. you wanna spend time with your friends in the waking world more than him? suddenly, you're having a nightmare where you're forced to watch your friends die in slow, excruciating ways. you find yourself developing feelings for someone? he may not be able to kill them in real life yet, but he'll make sure to personally torture a dream version of them until you're begging him to stop, promising to never speak to them again.

♡ — and he'll always shower you in affection after he scares you. his skin was far too cold against your own, but you'll learn to lean into his touch as he wipes your tears away, cooing, telling you that he's just doing what's best for you. he'll do this again and again until it's finally beat into your head that you don't need anyone other than him.

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down below you will find links to things relating to any and all ocs i write <3

☁︎ — lucian becker | the stalker.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤspotify playlist. ㅤㅤpinterest board.

ㅤㅤ★ — introduction post.

☁︎ — orion | the nightmare.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤspotify playlist. ㅤㅤpinterest board.

ㅤㅤ★ — introduction post.

☁︎ — saros | the summon.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤspotify playlist. ㅤㅤpinterest board.

ㅤㅤ★ — introduction post.

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☾ — yandere stalker x reader !

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notes: lucian my pathetic boy <3

warnings: yandere content, unhealthy relationships, stalking, obsession, unconsensual photo taking, gn reader but terms such as 'pretty' are used, mentions of alcohol, crying, dependency, you get drunk but nothing happens dw.

♡ — yandere stalker who wasn't actually meant to meet you. you live in two different worlds, so his path was never meant to cross with yours. but you just so happened to be best friends with his sister. he's not delusional enough to call it fate, but it felt close.

♡ — he loathed large crowds and parties, but his sister insisted he be her chauffeur. college parties were the worst kind of parties, in lucian's humble opinion, but driving his sister to such a party is the only reason he had been able to meet you.

♡ — you were nothing like his sister, so he's not sure how the two of you ended up becoming such good friends. you greeted him with a friendly smile, apologizing for making him drive such a long way to pick you up.

♡ — he's not built for small talk, so the entire drive was painfully silent until you took notice of the came he had in the backseat. when you asked if you could look at the photos he'd taken, his immediate reaction was to tell you no, but... he just muttered out a small 'okay'.

♡ — the poor guy's heart was racing in his chest, waiting for you to make some backhanded comment. photography was a hard field to find a stable job in, and his parents had been less than supportive, so it was nothing more than a hobby but he still felt nervous nonetheless.

♡ — he hadn't expected you to compliment his photos, though. he'd always been insecure in his photography skills, so it was... embarrassing?? to have someone as pretty as you praise him for random shots of the scenery.

♡ — it's so dumb, but that small amount of praise was enough to have you stuck in his mind even after he had dropped you off at the party. his sister had been eagerly waiting for you outside, passing you what he could only assume to be cheap alcohol as soon as you were within arm's length of her.

♡ — he doesn't know what compelled him to do it, but he scrambled to grab his camera off the passenger seat where you left it when you got out of his car, and he took a picture of you standing on the porch of whoever's house. the porchlight offered such shitty lighting, but you somehow looked stunning under it, and it felt as if his breath had been stolen from him.

♡ — lucian tries really really hard to ignore the weird feeling in his chest that he gets whenever you're around now. it's like his sister knew you had some effect on him, because she took you almost everywhere with her now. you're always so nice to him whenever you're around and it makes him feel all dizzy and nauseous and he's honestly pretty sure he's dying.

♡ — love is nothing something he's proficient in. he's never even dated anyone before, having spent his entire adolescence working hard to get the education his parents wanted of him. and even after graduating uni and getting a job as a computer programmer, he never put himself out there. he was just too painfully socially awkward, shying away from all advances made on him.

♡ — not that he wants to date you! no, oh my god, no, if you knew about the crush he was harboring on you, he'd actually die. he's... he's fine with just watching you from afar until this little crush goes away. because it... it will go away soon, right? right?

♡ — he tried really hard to convince himself that his feelings for you weren't that deep, and that they'd be gone if he just avoided you, but it didn't work. if anything, avoiding you somehow made things worse because he would find himself looking at all the pictures he's taken of you and he doesn't even remember taking so many photos.

♡ — the guilt eats away at him when he starts stalking you. he can't help it! the tightness in his chest only goes away when he can see you. he needed you. needed your praise, your kind words. please, he's so deprived of such an affection.

♡ — and when lucian drops you off at your home one night after a party while you're drunk, he feels like he's in heaven. you were clinging to him, trying to keep yourself from falling, and he felt as if his skin was on fire. by the time he managed to help you to your bedroom and drop you on your bed, he felt as if his heart was going to explode.

♡ — he's not sure how long he stayed in your room, watching you sleep. he doesn't know how many photos he took, but he took enough to max out his sd card. what he does know is that when he finally went back to his apartment, one of your shirts was tightly grasped in his hand. he feels so guilty, tears in his eyes. but your shirt was his pillowcase now.

♡ — and lord forbid if you ever actually catch him stalking you. it's his worst nightmare at this point, the very thought scaring him enough to the point where his hands start to shake and he starts to tear up. if you do catch him, lucian isn't against begging for your forgiveness. he's always been a bit pathetic, but the thought of losing what little affection you held for him only seemed to make him worse.

♡ — he'll cry. he'll drop to his knees, he'll cling to you. he'll do anything he can to make you pity him, to get you to feel bad enough for him that you won't send him away. he doesn't need you to love him, he just needs you to praise him. even if you have to lie.

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☾ — i'm so lovesick, i can't help it!

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requests: open!

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hello!! my name is v, so you're free to call me any name that starts with the letter bc that's my name!! this is my yandere blog! i'm 21 years old, and comfortable with any pronouns so go crazy! i've had a lot of yandere blogs before this one that i've deleted so if you somehow recognize me from them then uhm. hi.

i also have a blog dedicated to creepypasta (uncanny-devotion) and slashers/dbd (devoted-horror) if you're interested in reading x readers for those fandoms! but here, you will find everything yandere ranging from multiple different fandoms to random ocs that pop into my mind.

if you're interested in sending in a request, then please make sure to read the rules before you do, thank you!

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rules and fandoms !

ㅤㅤ— rules.

◇ this is a yandere blog! this blog will include dark content such as possessive and obsessive behavior, kidnapping, unhealthy and toxic relationships, etc etc. if that makes you uncomfortable then it is highly recommended that you leave this blog.

◇ i do not condone this sort of behavior in real life. if you find yourself in a relationship like the ones depicted on this blog, then please get out of it if you can, and stay safe. do not behave this way to anyone.

◇ i will very rarely write smut, but you are free to request it. just know it will only be written when i'm in the mood for it. please keep in mind that i will not write non-con, so do not request that.

◇ do not rush me to write your request, and do not send your request multiple times in hopes i'll get to it faster because i won't. i will actively avoid doing your request, actually, if you do this.

◇ you can request platonic things if you don't want anything romantic.

◇ this blog is a safe space, so any sort of bigotry will not be welcomed here.

◇ seeing as there will be very little nsfw content on this blog, i don't mind if minors interact or read my stuff. however, if i specify on a post for minors to not interact, then i would hope that that gets respected.

◇ my inbox is always open if you want to chat, but i am not your therapist, so do not vent in it.

ㅤㅤ— fandoms.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ— things will periodically get added to the list below.

◇ games.

ㅤ— final fantasy, genshin impact, honkai star rail, wuthering waves, broken colors, dead by daylight, degrees of lewdity, fire emblem, lollipop chainsaw, the legend of zelda, until dawn, love and deepspace, resident evil, obey me, stardew valley.

◇ anime.

ㅤ— black butler, jujustu kaisen, tensura, demon slayer.

◇ misc.

ㅤ— ocs, monsters, creepypastas.