#KILLING

[fitsofgloom]

Our Currency Is Flesh & Bone

[castielsprostate]

venom not healing eddie a lot in venom 3, only pivotal points where they absolutely had to, because he knew that eddie would have to be without them. venom was silently getting eddie used to hangovers and pain again to make themselves believe it'd be easier for eddie to live without venom that way

[emilsendo]

YANDERE!Headcanons

For: Draken, Tengen(without his wives), Kyojuro Rengoku, Mitsuri, Gyomei, Asahi, Bokuto, Kuroo, Baji, Mikey, Tsukishima, Tomioka, Mitsuya Takashi. (Part 1) (It's so long that my brain stop working 💀)

Warnings: Yandere Tendences, sick obsession, killing, beating, blood, aggression, tears, abusing, manipulation, threats, and all this type of madness xDD

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DRAKEN:

● Guardian-Like Possessiveness – Draken sees you as someone who needs his protection, even though you are perfectly capable of handling yourself. He justifies his possessiveness as “keeping you safe,” but in reality, he doesn’t want anyone else getting too close.

● Unwavering Loyalty – Draken’s yandere tendencies are rooted in devotion rather than insanity. He isn’t the type to hurt you, but he will mercilessly eliminate threats—whether it’s rivals, enemies, or even friends who get too close.

● Hiding your secrets - he personally ensures no one ever discovers it, even going as far as intimidating or silencing anyone who gets suspicious.

● Overprotective to the Extreme – If Y/N gets injured, Draken loses all rationality. The one responsible? Gone. Even if it's something minor, he'll act as if Y/N is fragile, forcing them to rest and refusing to let them out of his sight.

● Subtle but Unbreakable Control – Draken never chains Y/N physically, but emotionally? Different story. He subtly manipulates situations so that Y/N relies on him more than anyone else. Other people will always seem unreliable compared to Draken’s steady presence.

● Jealousy is Dangerous – Draken isn't outwardly possessive like some yanderes, but his jealousy is lethal. A simple conversation with someone else can result in that person suddenly disappearing from Y/N's life—whether through intimidation, threats, or worse.

● Knows When to Give Space—But He’s Always Watching – Draken isn’t suffocating in the usual yandere way. He lets you be independent because he knows trying to control you outright would backfire. But no matter where you go, Draken knows.

● Whispers of Manipulation – If Y/N ever tries to leave or distance themself, Draken plays the long game. He won’t beg or act desperate; instead, he’ll plant seeds of doubt, subtly making you feel like the world without Draken is cold and unreliable.

● If Y/N Ever Tried to Escape… – Draken would let them go—at first. He knows chasing them down immediately would make Y/N rebel more. Instead, he waits. He watches. And just when Y/N starts feeling like something is missing, Draken appears again, acting like nothing happened, but ensuring Y/N never tries leaving again.

TENGEN:

● Obsession Hidden Behind Glamour – Tengen is naturally charming and flamboyant, so at first, his obsession with you might not be obvious. He showers you with attention, gifts, and grand gestures, making it seem like he’s just being his usual flashy self. But beneath all that, his love is possessive and dangerously deep.

● You’re His Most “Flamboyant” Treasure – He sees you as the most precious thing in his life, even above his career as a Demon Slayer. The way he talks about you to others is almost reverent, as if you’re some rare, untouchable jewel that only he is worthy of admiring.

● Overprotectiveness Disguised as “Caring” – Any interaction you have with another man is met with Tengen subtly interfering. He’ll throw an arm around your shoulders, make exaggerated jokes about how you’re “already taken,” or if he’s feeling especially possessive, he’ll straight-up intimidate the other person with a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes.

● Soft Yet Threatening Possessiveness – Unlike a violent yandere, Tengen doesn’t lash out in a fit of rage. Instead, he manipulates the situation to keep you close. If you try to leave, he’ll guilt-trip you with that charming smile, whispering things like:

“You wouldn’t want to make me unflashy by running away, would you, (Y/N)? I might just lose all my flair without you.”

●Isolation Disguised as Luxury – He makes sure you have everything you could ever want, so there’s no “need” for you to go anywhere else. Exotic foods, expensive clothes, private performances—he drowns you in pleasure and attention to keep you dependent on him. But if you ever express wanting to leave, his usually playful expression darkens.

● The “Loving” Jailor – If you ever try to run away, he doesn’t get angry. Instead, he gets... disappointed. That hurts more. He’ll sigh dramatically, shake his head, and remind you in the sweetest yet most chilling voice:

“I love you too much to let you go, you know? So don’t make this difficult.”

● A “Happy” Ending, Whether You Want It or Not – In the end, no matter what you do, Tengen ensures that you stay by his side. He won’t hesitate to use force if necessary, but he prefers making you so emotionally and physically dependent on him that you don’t even think about leaving. After all, why would you ever need anyone else when he can give you everything?

KYOJURO RENGOKU:

● Devoted and Protective to an Extreme- Kyojuro is already fiercely loyal, but as a yandere, this devotion becomes overwhelming. He sees you as his greatest treasure and will stop at nothing to keep you safe. The moment he senses danger—whether real or imagined—he steps in without hesitation, cutting down anything that threatens you. He constantly watches over you, even when you don’t realize it. If you’re on a mission, he somehow always finds an excuse to accompany you or, at the very least, check in with you before and after.

● Overwhelming Affection - He’s always smiling, but that doesn’t mean his grip on your wrist isn’t just a little too tight when he’s leading you somewhere "safer." Hugs that last just a second too long, lingering touches, and words of encouragement that sound more like vows of eternal devotion. He praises you constantly, talking about how incredible you are, how much he admires you, and how honored he is to "protect what is his."

● Subtly Controlling - He doesn’t outright lock you away, but he always finds ways to make sure you’re by his side. He insists that training together will make you stronger. He convinces you that traveling with him is safer than being alone. If another slayer or Hashira gets too close, his smile doesn’t waver, but his aura shifts. His voice is still warm, but there’s a quiet, underlying menace when he asks them why they need to be so familiar with his dearest companion. He discourages you from forming deep relationships with others, subtly steering conversations so you rely on him alone.

● Jealousy Burns Like Fire - If someone flirts with you, they mysteriously find themselves sent on the most dangerous missions—or, if they’re particularly bold, they might not return at all. He doesn’t threaten you directly, but his presence alone makes it clear that you belong to him. “I will always protect you,” he says, and the way he grips his sword makes it seem like he's not just talking about demons.

If you ever try to leave him, he’s heartbroken but doesn’t let you go. He insists that it’s for your own good and that the world is far too dangerous without him.

● Unwavering Devotion - Despite his possessiveness, Kyojuro never stops being a warm and radiant presence. His love is suffocating but never cruel. He truly believes everything he does is for your happiness and safety. If you ever reciprocate his feelings—even just a little—his obsession intensifies. The idea that you love him too fuels his delusions, making him even more convinced that you were meant for each other.

No matter what happens, Kyojuro will be with you. Whether you accept it or not is irrelevant—he’s already decided that his place is by your side, forever.

MITSURI:

● Love at First Sight, Intensified - Mitsuri already falls in love easily, but when she meets you, it’s something different. It’s as if her heart was made just for you. She’ll blush, giggle, and become completely infatuated—except this time, it doesn’t fade. Instead, it deepens into something much more intense.

● Extreme Devotion & Affection - She showers you with love—constant hugs, compliments, homemade meals—but it’s overwhelming. You’ll never go a day without her telling you how much she loves you, how much she needs you. Even if you try to distance yourself, she’ll find ways to stay close, whether it’s through small favors or inserting herself into your daily routine.

● Jealousy That Burns Bright - Mitsuri is usually sweet and bubbly, but if she sees another person getting too friendly with you? Her smile falters, her grip on her sword tightens, and her usually warm gaze becomes unsettlingly sharp. She doesn’t lash out violently—at least, not at first—but she’ll subtly intimidate anyone who gets too close, wrapping herself around you like a vine to make it clear that you’re hers.

● Clinginess Turned Possessiveness - She adores spending every moment with you, and if she could, she’d keep you by her side forever. She’ll start with small things—holding onto your arm longer than necessary, ‘accidentally’ showing up wherever you are. But soon, she won’t even want you leaving her sight. “You don’t need anyone else, right? Just me!” she insists, her voice laced with a desperate kind of love.

● The Soft, Guilt-Tripping Captor - If she feels like you’re pulling away from her, she doesn’t react with anger—she reacts with heartbreak. Tears well up in her big, bright eyes as she asks, “D-Do you not love me anymore?” The thought of hurting her is unbearable, and she knows it. If she ever has to restrain you (whether physically or through emotional manipulation), it’s always accompanied by apologies and kisses. “I just want to keep you safe, that’s all! Please don’t hate me…”

● Lethal When Necessary - Mitsuri isn’t naturally violent outside of battle, but for you? She’ll make exceptions. If someone keeps getting in her way—or worse, tries to take you from her—she won’t hesitate to ‘deal’ with them. You might never even know, as she’d rather keep that side of herself hidden. But if you do find out, she’ll simply smile through the bloodstains and say, “I only did it because I love you so much~!”

● Her Idea of a ‘Happy Ending’ - Mitsuri doesn’t want to hurt you, and she certainly doesn’t want to lose you. In her ideal world, you love her just as much as she loves you, and the two of you can be together forever—whether that means running away together, living a peaceful life in a secluded place, or even something more... restrictive. “I’ll do anything to keep you by my side, okay? No one will ever take you from me. Ever.”

GYOMEI

● Overprotective to an Extreme Degree- Gyomei already sees the world as cruel and full of suffering, and the moment he realizes he harbors feelings for you, his protectiveness reaches an alarming level. He sees himself as your guardian, shielding you from all possible dangers—even imaginary ones. He refuses to let you fight, even if you're a skilled swordsman. "You are too precious to risk, even for the cause," he says, his large hands trembling with emotion. If you're a Demon Slayer, he will find ways to subtly sabotage missions that put you in danger—delayed crow messages, reports "accidentally" misplaced, or even outright demanding Kagaya Ubuyashiki to keep you at the estate.

● Isolation Through ‘Love’ - Unlike some yanderes who might chain their beloved up, Gyomei believes he is doing what’s best for you. He limits your interactions with others, not through force, but through sheer emotional weight. "The world outside is cruel, full of loss and sorrow," he tells you in his soft, prayerful voice. "Stay by my side, where I can keep you safe." He convinces you that others wouldn’t understand your bond, that they don’t appreciate your existence as he does. He guilt-trips you without realizing it, making you feel as though leaving his side would be an unforgivable sin.

● Physical Affection as Restraint - Gyomei's strength is beyond human, and when he holds you, it feels both secure and inescapable. His embraces last too long, his hands firm as if afraid you’ll slip away. If you try to resist or argue, he holds you just a bit tighter, not enough to hurt but enough to make you realize you can’t escape. "I only wish for you to be safe," he whispers against your hair. He is constantly touching you—whether it's resting his heavy palm on your shoulder, holding your wrist when walking, or brushing his fingers over your pulse as if to confirm you’re still there.

● Devotion That Borders on Worship - Gyomei is deeply spiritual, and in his mind, his love for you is almost sacred. He prays for your safety, your happiness, and even for forgiveness—because he knows his obsession isn't normal. At night, he kneels in prayer, murmuring your name like a mantra, asking the gods to grant him strength to protect you, even if it means going against your will. He compares you to something divine, untouchable by anyone but him. "You are my guiding light," he says, tears streaming down his cheeks. "I would die before I let darkness reach you."

● Absolute, Unquestionable Possessiveness‐ Despite his gentle demeanor, Gyomei does not tolerate threats to your bond. Anyone who gets too close is subtly warned—he doesn’t need to say much, just standing near them is enough for them to feel the sheer pressure of his presence. If someone confesses to you, he will intervene before you can answer. He won’t get violent, but the quiet authority in his voice makes it clear: You belong to him.

If you ever try to leave, he will weep, his body shaking as he begs you not to go. If you still resist, he won’t hesitate to restrain you, holding you in his powerful arms until you’re too exhausted to fight. "I cannot let you go," he whispers brokenly. "Not when I have already lost so much."

● Soft-Spoken, but Unbreakable - There’s no reasoning with Gyomei once his obsession is solidified. He truly believes everything he does is for your sake, and no amount of pleading will make him change his mind. If you cry, he will hold you, pressing his forehead against yours as he reassures you. "One day, you’ll understand," he says, voice thick with emotion. He hates making you unhappy, and it pains him to see you resist, but he genuinely believes you are safest in his care. He doesn’t need chains, locks, or threats—his sheer willpower is enough to keep you bound to him.

● If You Ever Accept Him… - If you eventually stop fighting and return his feelings—whether out of genuine affection or resigned acceptance—Gyomei will be ecstatic. He will treat you like something fragile and precious, as if he’s afraid you’ll vanish if he lets go. He will shower you with quiet praises, murmuring how grateful he is, how he thanks the gods every day for allowing him to keep you. If you initiate affection, he will be overwhelmed, silent tears streaming down his face as he holds you close. "You have given my life meaning," he whispers, voice trembling. "I will never let you go."

ASAHI

● Asahi isn’t the typical yandere—he’s not overtly violent or sadistic. Instead, his possessiveness manifests as overwhelming protectiveness and paranoia. He constantly worries about your well-being, convinced that the world is too dangerous for you. He overthinks everything, imagining worst-case scenarios where you get hurt or taken from him. Because of his gentle nature, he doesn’t resort to extreme methods right away, but his obsessiveness grows over time, especially if he feels like he’s losing control over you.

● Obsession & Possessiveness - Asahi has severe anxiety when it comes to you interacting with others—especially other guys. He won’t outright forbid you from talking to them, but his mood visibly sours, and his grip on you tightens (literally and figuratively). If you’re close to someone he deems a “threat,” he’ll start subtly manipulating the situation to keep them away—spreading rumors, “accidentally” interrupting conversations, or guilt-tripping you into spending more time with him. He has an irrational fear of you leaving him, even if you reassure him. The thought alone makes his chest tighten, and he’ll start acting even clingier.

Expect lots of apologetic affection—he knows his overprotectiveness might seem suffocating, but he can’t help it. Every time he gets too intense, he buries his face in your shoulder, mumbling, “I’m sorry… I just don’t want to lose you.”

● Jealousy & Control - He tries so hard to be reasonable, but his jealousy eats away at him. When he sees you smiling at someone else, he feels physically sick. He doesn’t lash out violently, but his emotions come out in passive-aggressive ways—long silences, avoiding eye contact, or suddenly clinging to you in public.

His biggest coping mechanism? Marking you. Not just physically (hickeys, tight hugs, etc.), but also with his things—his jacket, his scarf, anything that makes it clear you belong to him.

● Breaking Point - Asahi snaps when he feels like he’s losing you—maybe you start spending too much time with someone else, or you try to set boundaries. His desperation overtakes his guilt, and he’ll resort to more extreme methods, like isolating you. He might convince you that no one else understands you the way he does.

At worst? He might lock you away, justifying it with: “It’s for your own good… I love you too much to let anything happen to you.” His gentle voice cracks with fear, his hands trembling as he grips yours. Even if you resist, he’ll break down into tears, begging you to just love him back the way he loves you

● He genuinely believes he’s protecting you, even when his actions become dangerous. You could try to talk him down, but if his obsession has already taken over, he won’t listen. At that point, you’d have to either escape or accept him.

BOKUTO

● Obsessive Affection: Bokuto is already naturally affectionate, but as a yandere, his attention toward you becomes suffocating. He constantly clings to you, texting and calling you non-stop, making sure you’re always thinking about him. If you don’t reply quickly, he spirals into insecurity, showing up at your house or practice unannounced.

● Extreme Mood Swings: Bokuto's emotional highs and lows are even more intense. If you praise or acknowledge him, he’s on top of the world, showering you with hugs and endless compliments. But if he feels ignored or senses competition, he crashes hard—sulking, guilt-tripping, or becoming dangerously possessive.

● Overprotective and Jealous: He gets visibly upset if you spend too much time with someone else, especially other guys. If you talk about another player’s skills, he immediately tries to prove he’s better. He’ll puff up his chest and challenge them to a match, just to "remind" you who’s the best.

● Physical Possessiveness: Bokuto enjoys casual touches—slinging an arm around your shoulders, ruffling your hair, or pulling you into a tight hug. But as a yandere, his touch becomes more insistent. He’ll hold onto you longer than necessary, grip your wrist if you try to walk away, and wrap himself around you as if to shield you from the world.

● Emotional Manipulation (Unintentional, but Effective): Bokuto doesn’t mean to manipulate you, but his emotional outbursts make it difficult to deny him. If you try to set boundaries, he’ll look devastated—eyes wide, voice trembling as he asks, “Do you hate me?” It’s almost impossible to say no when he looks so broken.

● Overwhelming Devotion: Bokuto genuinely believes you’re the best thing in his life. He dedicates victories to you, tells his teammates about you constantly, and even starts tailoring his playing style to impress you. He lives for your approval and craves your presence like oxygen.

● Childlike Dependency: Bokuto’s worst fear is you leaving him. If you ever hint at needing space, he panics. He’ll grip your arm tightly and beg, “But you promised we’d always be together, right?” His desperation is raw and heartbreaking—making it feel almost cruel to pull away.

● Subtle Isolation: He doesn’t outright stop you from seeing others, but he makes it difficult. He’ll insist on walking you home, dragging you into late-night training, or even guilt-tripping you into skipping plans. He frames it as “I just want to be with you more!” and it’s hard to argue when he looks so eager.

● Unshakeable Loyalty: Despite his possessiveness, Bokuto isn’t cruel—he’s just overwhelmingly intense. His love for you is all-consuming, but it’s genuine. He’ll do anything to make you happy… as long as you don’t leave him. Because if you ever try, well—Bokuto doesn’t know how to exist without you.

● Sudden Bursts of Aggression: Bokuto is usually playful and upbeat, but if he feels seriously threatened—if someone flirts with you or tries to get too close—his aura shifts. His usual golden eyes darken, his playful grin tightens, and his voice drops into something dangerously serious: “Back off. He’s mine.”

KUROO

● Charming but Possessive - Kuroo is a smooth talker, using his natural charisma to keep you close. At first, his affection seems harmless—lots of teasing, playful jabs, and flirtatious remarks. But beneath that laid-back exterior, he's deeply possessive. He doesn't like sharing your attention. If anyone gets too close, he'll subtly insert himself into the conversation, redirecting everything back to himself or making the other person feel unwelcome.

● Subtle Manipulation - Kuroo is a strategist on and off the court. Instead of outright controlling you, he makes you believe that being with him is your best option. If you try to make new friends or spend time with others, he’ll guilt-trip you in a way that doesn’t seem too aggressive. “Oh? You’re hanging out with them again? Guess I’ll just third-wheel my own best friend, huh?”

● Overprotective Streak - If anyone makes you uncomfortable—even unintentionally—Kuroo will be the first to step in. He’ll throw around snide comments and passive-aggressive remarks, making sure the person knows they’re not welcome in your life. If they don’t take the hint, he’s not above fixing the problem in more underhanded ways. A few rumors, some well-placed insults, and suddenly, your other friends don’t seem so reliable anymore.

● Jealousy Disguised as Concern - He hides his jealousy behind “looking out for you.” If you talk about someone too much, he’ll start planting seeds of doubt: “Are you sure he’s not using you? People aren’t always what they seem.” If you insist that your other friends are trustworthy, he’ll play the “I’m just trying to protect you” card. It’s frustrating because he never outright forbids you from seeing them, but he makes sure you second-guess every interaction.

● Physical Affection as a Claim - Kuroo uses physical closeness to stake his claim on you. An arm slung around your shoulders, leaning in just a little too close, ruffling your hair—he wants people to see that you belong to him. If he’s feeling particularly threatened, his touches become lingering. A hand on your waist when guiding you somewhere, fingers brushing against yours in a way that feels too deliberate. If you pull away, he’ll pout and guilt-trip you into letting him do it again.

● Gaslighting and Mind Games - If you ever call him out on his behavior, he’ll play dumb. “What? You think I’m controlling? I’m just looking out for you. That hurts, y’know?” He’s an expert at making you question whether he’s actually in the wrong. He never raises his voice or gets aggressive, but his disappointed tone is enough to make you second-guess yourself.

● A Slow Descent into Isolation - Kuroo won’t force you away from others, but he makes sure you naturally drift away. He convinces you that he’s the only one who really understands you. If someone does try to warn you about him, he’ll flip the script. “They’re just jealous of what we have.” And he says it with so much confidence that it’s hard not to believe him.

● Breaking Point - If you ever try to distance yourself, that’s when his composure cracks. He doesn’t snap immediately, but there’s a shift in his tone. He’ll give you space at first, but behind the scenes, he’s watching you. Every interaction, every movement—you’re never truly alone. When he finally makes his move, it’s not forceful, but firm. He’ll corner you somewhere quiet, his usual playful smirk replaced with something darker. “You don’t really think you can leave me, do you?”

BAJI KEISUKE:

● Violent Protector – Baji is the type of yandere who wouldn’t hesitate to beat someone to a pulp if they so much as look at Y/N the wrong way. If someone flirts with them? Broken nose. If they touch them? Someone might end up in the hospital.

● Brutal but Loving – Despite his aggression toward others, he is soft only for Y/N. He knows that you can fight and handle yourself, but Baji still insists on stepping in when things get too dangerous. "I know you can kick his ass, but let me do it instead."

● Possessive and Territorial – Baji is constantly marking you as his, whether by throwing an arm around you, biting your neck (as a warning to others), or just outright stating that Y/N belongs to him. If someone asks if Y/N is single, Baji will laugh and crack his knuckles.

● Worships Y/N's Strength – Baji is obsessed with how Y/N fights, especially when they go brutal. Seeing Y/N lose control makes Baji grin like a madman—he loves watching the destruction unfold. He’ll even encourage it, whispering, "Go on, baby, show them what happens when they mess with you."

● Destructive Jealousy – If Baji ever feels like Y/N is getting too close to someone else, he won’t hesitate to pick a fight. He might even do something reckless, like challenge a whole gang just to prove he’s the only one Y/N needs.

● Would Die for Him – No hesitation. If Y/N was in danger, Baji would throw himself in the line of fire without a second thought. He’s already reckless, but with Y/N, he’s even worse. "If it means keeping you safe, I don't care what happens to me."

● Tries to Control His Rage (for you) – If you hate unnecessary violence, he'll do his best to hold back his impulses—but it’s hard. If Y/N asks him to let something go, Baji will, but it takes everything in him not to go back and destroy the person later.

● Only Soft for Y/N – Baji doesn’t care about looking scary to the world, but with you, he’s different. He’ll let you touch his hair, lean against him, and even listen when you tell him to calm down. He’d never admit it, but you're the only one who can get through to him.

MIKEY

● Obsession Disguised as Protection - Mikey convinces himself that Y/N needs him to stay safe, even though Y/N is fully capable of handling themself. Whenever Y/N fights, Mikey watches closely, both proud and possessive, thinking, They're mine, and no one else should see then like this.

● Hiding His True Nature (At First) - Mikey acts playful and carefree around Y/N, pretending to be just a friend or a leader who cares. But behind that grin? His mind is always scheming to make Y/N more dependent on him. He starts isolating you subtly—making sure you spend more time with Toman, ensuring that your world starts to revolve around him.

● Extreme Jealousy & Controlling Behavior- The moment Y/N talks to someone else too much, Mikey goes eerily quiet, his eyes dark. The next day, that person either disappears, gets beaten, or suddenly avoids Y/N. If Y/N refuses to listen, Mikey's first instinct is to guilt-trip them:

"I just want you to be safe. You trust me, right, Y/N?"

If that doesn’t work? Mikey threatens people Y/N cares about, not directly, but in a way that makes it clear: Stay close to me, or bad things happen.

● Denial of Reality - Even if Y/N rejects him, Mikey won't accept it. He’ll say:

"You're just confused. You love me too, you just don't realize it yet."

If Y/N tries to escape or cut ties, Mikey hunts then down and gaslights them into thinking it was all just a misunderstanding.

● Clinginess & Emotional Manipulation- When Mikey feels Y/N pulling away, he suddenly becomes vulnerable and sad, making Y/N feel guilty. He’ll say things like:

"Everyone leaves me, Y/N… But not you, right?" He clings to Y/N physically, draping himself over them, holding onto their wrist just a little too tight. If Y/N tries to resist? Mikey's childlike demeanor disappears, replaced by a cold, terrifying aura.

● Would He Kidnap you? - If Y/N pushes him too far, Mikey wouldn’t hesitate to lock them away somewhere "safe."

"You don't understand, Neon. The world is cruel. Only I can keep you safe."

● His Soft Spot for Y/N- Despite his possessiveness, Mikey adores everything about Y/N—their looks, behavior, speed, strength, even rage. If Y/N ever leans into the darkness, Mikey encourages it, seeing them as two people who understand each other completely.

However, if Y/N tries to fight back against Mikey’s control, he sees it as a betrayal… and betrayal means punishment.

TSUKISHIMA

● Denial at First – Tsukishima doesn’t see himself as the obsessive type. He thinks he’s above that, but when he notices how his mood sours every time you talk to someone else, how he memorizes your schedule without meaning to, and how he gets irritated when you don’t text him first—he realizes something is off. He hates the idea of being clingy, but when it comes to you, logic takes a backseat.

● Possessive but Subtle – Unlike other yanderes who might be openly aggressive, Tsukishima is more subtle in his control. He doesn’t physically stop you from seeing others, but he makes sure you don’t want to. He’ll drop sarcastic comments about how your “so-called friends” don’t actually care about you, planting seeds of doubt. If you start isolating yourself because of it? Good. That means he doesn’t have to do much.

● Emotional Manipulation – He’s a master of guilt-tripping. If you’re about to hang out with someone else, he’ll sigh and mumble something like, “It’s not like I needed you today or anything.” It’s not a direct command, but the disappointment in his tone makes it hard for you to leave him alone. He wants you to choose him every time.

● Jealousy is Dangerous – He rarely lashes out in public, but his passive-aggressiveness skyrockets when he’s jealous. He won’t confront the person you’re close to—he’ll just make them uncomfortable enough to back off. A sharp glare, a sarcastic remark, a well-placed rumor—Tsukishima knows how to make people not want to be around you without you realizing it’s his doing.

● Silent Monitoring – He memorizes your habits, knows your usual routes, and always keeps an eye on you, even if you don’t notice. If you mention that you're going somewhere, don’t be surprised if he just “happens” to show up. And if you forget to text him about your plans? Expect a passive-aggressive text along the lines of, “Oh, so I have to hear about your whereabouts from someone else now?”

● Breaking You Down – If you ever try to push him away, he knows exactly how to hurt you emotionally. He’ll act like you’re overreacting, make you question if you’re imagining things, and even imply that no one else understands you like he does. If that doesn’t work, he’ll act cold and distant, making you crave his attention again. He wants you dependent on him.

● “It’s for Your Own Good” Mentality – If you ever catch on to his manipulative tactics, he’ll act like he’s just protecting you. “I’m the only one who actually cares about you,” he’ll say, voice dripping with feigned indifference. And when you see how much effort he puts into keeping you by his side, it’s hard to argue against it. Maybe he really is the only one who truly understands you.

● Endgame? – Tsukishima isn’t the type to kidnap you or resort to extreme violence, but he will ensure that he’s the only constant in your life. By the time you realize how deep his influence runs, it’s too late—he’s already your closest friend, your confidant, your everything. And once he has you like that, why would he ever let go?

TOMIOKA

● The Silent Possessiveness - Giyu doesn’t openly express his feelings, but he watches you closely—always aware of where you are, who you're with, and what you're doing. He rarely initiates conversation, but his eyes are always following you, like a silent shadow. If anyone gets too close, his presence becomes even more unnerving.

● Isolation Through Subtle Manipulation- Giyu subtly ensures that you spend most of your time with him. He doesn’t outright tell you to avoid others, but circumstances always seem to work out that way—a sudden mission, an injury, or a quiet request to keep him company. If another Hashira or demon slayer shows interest in you, he doesn’t threaten them outright. Instead, he stares them down, instilling an instinctive fear that makes them keep their distance.

● Overprotectiveness Disguised as Concern- He never raises his voice, but his words carry weight. “You shouldn’t be so reckless,” he murmurs after he sees you training with someone else. If you get injured, even slightly, expect him to personally tend to you—even if you protest. His hands are gentle, but his grip is firm. “Don’t move,” he says, eyes dark with something unreadable.

● Unwavering Loyalty—To an Extreme - Giyu is already devoted to those he cares about, but with you, it reaches an obsessive level. If anyone were to harm you, even by accident, his mercy disappears. A demon that barely grazed you? Dead in an instant. A fellow slayer that insulted you? They suddenly receive the coldest, most ruthless treatment from Giyu.

● Soft-Spoken Yet Terrifying - Unlike more aggressive yanderes, Giyu doesn’t resort to threats. He doesn’t need to. His calm demeanor makes it more terrifying when he tells you, “You don’t need anyone else. I can protect you.” If you try to argue, he won’t raise his voice—he’ll just look at you, eyes dark, his grip on his sword tightening ever so slightly.

● The Inescapable Bond - If you ever try to distance yourself, he won’t react violently—at least, not outwardly. Instead, he becomes even more present in your life. He’s just there—waiting outside your room, standing in the distance when you train, silently appearing whenever you think you’re alone.

● Would Giyu Kidnap You? - Giyu isn’t the type to immediately resort to abduction, but if he feels you’re in danger—or worse, trying to leave him—he won’t hesitate. It wouldn’t be violent. He’d simply take you somewhere secluded, somewhere only he knows.

“You don’t understand,” he says quietly, resting his hand on yours. “The world is cruel. I won’t let it take you from me.”

“You’re safer with me,” he insists. And the worst part? He truly believes it.

MITSUYA

● "The Gentle Weaver of Obsession" - Mitsuya is not the typical violent yandere. Instead, he is a manipulative and possessive type who controls Y/N through kindness, patience, and unbreakable emotional ties. He uses his reliability and warmth as a weapon, making it nearly impossible for Y/N to leave him.

● Soft Chains of Love - Mitsuya never raises his voice or threatens Y/N directly. Instead, he makes them feel so safe and loved that the idea of leaving him becomes terrifying. He sews custom clothes for Y/N, subtly embedding tracking devices in them. Y/N never questions it because “Mitsuya just cares about me.”

● Silent Domination - Whenever Y/N shows interest in someone else, Mitsuya never lashes out openly. Instead, he subtly ruins their chances—spreading small lies, "accidentally" isolating Y/N, or giving death glares so chilling that even the strongest delinquents back off. He never makes you feel trapped, but somehow, you always find yourself running back to Mitsuya when things go wrong.

● Hidden Ruthlessness - When Y/N gets into fights, Mitsuya doesn’t stop them—he even stitches them up afterward. But if someone hurts them badly, they disappear. Quietly. Permanently. No one suspects Mitsuya because he’s "too kind", but if anyone dares to break Y/N's heart, he ensures they suffer in ways no one can trace back to them.

● The Warmest Cage - Mitsuya ensures Y/N never needs anyone else. Whenever Y/N are at their lowest, Mitsuya is always there, comforting them, reminding that no one understands them better. He never forbids Y/N from doing anything but makes sure that when Y/N does something dangerous (or with someone Mitsuya dislikes), things just seem to go… wrong.

● Possessiveness Hidden Behind Smiles- "Y/N, you're free to do whatever you want. Just remember, I'll always be the one waiting for you." He’s never aggressive about keeping you close, but there’s something in his steady lavender gaze that makes it clear: You're his. Always. If you ever tried to leave, Mitsuya wouldn’t force you to stay—he’d just make sure you had nowhere else to go but back to him.

● Mitsuya doesn’t forcefully trap you—he makes it so that you never even think about leaving. He controls you through care, through devotion so deep it's terrifying.

● If you ever tried to break free, Mitsuya would smile, let you go… and quietly erase every safe place you had, until you realize the only real home you have is in Mitsuya's arms.

[americanmarketplace]

CONSTITUTIONAL REPUBLIC NOT A DEMOCRACY!!!!!!

PEOPLE WE ARE NOT A DEMOCRACY WE ARE A CONSTITUTIONAL REPUBLIC !!!!!!!!! DEMOCRATS WANT A DEMOCRACY TO TAKE AWAY YOUR INDIVIDUAL RIGHTS !!!!!!! DEMOCRACY HAS NO INDIVIDUAL RIGHTS MAJORITY RULES !!!!!! PLEASE STOP THIS DEMOCRACY CRAP ITS A TOTAL LIE < FOR THE LOVE OF GOD START THINKING FOR YOURSELVES DO SOME RESEARCH AND LEARN THE FACTS !!!!!!

[mikufunfacts]

if miku shot someone . would she go to jail

miku fun fact #152

in order to go to jail, there must be evidence. miku wouldn't be so sloppy.

[thegoodmorningman]

Good Morning! Are you even looking at the corner?

[kekwcomics]

KRIMINAL #5 (Prima Edizione, 1964)

[chernobog13]

Italian poster for the 1966 film Golden Bat (aka Ogon Bat).

They got the head and shape of the costume mostly right, but then they went off the rails.

I guess, with the (translated) title The Return of Diavolik, the Italian exhibitors thought they would be able to fill theaters with people who thought this was a film based on Diabolik. Diabolik, an Italian comic book character created in 1962, was a mega-popular at the time, an anti-hero thief in an all-black costume that only showed his eyes. Diabolik made it to the big screen in the Mario Bava-directed film Danger: Diabolik (1968). American actor John Phillip Law (who would later star in 1974's The Golden Voyage of Sinbad) played the titular super-thief.

As you can see, there isn't really any resemblance between the two characters.

However, there is another Italian comic book anti-hero, one whose comic book costume was basically copied for the Golden Bat poster: Kriminal.

Inspired by the success of Diabolik, Kriminal debuted in Italian comics two years later. He was another anti-hero thief, and the similarities with Diabolik didn't stop there. He was, though, much more sadistic than his inspiration. His stories included a lot more sex and violence, especially against women, whom he would murder to protect his identity.

Never as successful as his forbear, Kriminal nevertheless had a ten-year run in comics, and spawned two films:

Kriminal (1966). He really looks like Golden Bat in that second poster.

The Mark of Kriminal (1967).

Of course, none of these characters should be confused with another fellow with a skeleton motif: Sadistik, the Diabolical Super Kriminal!

Originally named Killing when he debuted in Italian comics (fumetti, to be more precise) in 1966, Sadistik was inspired by the excesses of Kriminal. There's just one thing: Sadistik didn't think Kriminal went far enough, so he made sure to out-do his idol (whom he had a crossover with, the first in Italian comics). This guy didn't pretend to be an anti-hero; he was an out-and out villain who occasionally wiped out other crooks who got in his way.

He was known as Satanik in France (Killing just seemed a little on-the-nose), and Sadistik in the English-speaking world. His fumetti exploits only lasted 62 issues over three years in his native Italy. In Argentina, where he was still called Killing, the publishers there created their own stories when the original ones ran out. The Argentinian series lasted into the 1980s.

Additionally, the character was called KiLiNK in Turkey, where he was the star of several unauthorized films (I sometimes wonder if that's the only kind Turkey made) in the late 1960s and early 1970s. The best known of those films is 1967's Killing In Istanbul.

Apparently, the son of a scientist KiLiNK kills somehow gains super-powers, and calls himself Superman. His battle with KiLiNK carries over to the sequel, which was released the same year.

Anyway, what was I talking about when I started this post?

[fitsofgloom]

Kriminal Tango

[knoepfl]

Shadows of Halloween Night

Characters:

Michael Myers: The infamous and silent figure known as "The Shape." Relentless, emotionless, and terrifying to everyone—except for the reader. Michael possesses a unique connection with his girlfriend, which brings out a rare, protective side in him. Although still driven by darkness, he shows her an unexpected tenderness that few would believe.

Reader: Michael’s girlfriend, drawn to his quiet yet deadly nature. She is fearless when it comes to him and understands the depths of his loyalty and protectiveness. While others see only a monster, she sees the complexity within, knowing that she is the only person Michael would ever let close. She walks by his side, knowing full well the darkness he holds.

Masterlist

Trigger Warnings: Violence, brief depiction of murder, possessive behavior, dark themes

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It was Halloween night in Haddonfield, and the streets were teeming with laughter and excitement. The houses were decorated with grinning jack-o'-lanterns, their flickering candles casting eerie shadows on the sidewalks. Fake cobwebs hung from porches, ghosts and skeletons dangled from trees, and children darted from door to door, bags bulging with candy. The whole town was alive with an electric energy, but your heart was set on a different thrill.

You waited at the edge of an old playground, hidden in the dim light as you scanned the streets for him. It felt like he was everywhere and nowhere, the chill in the air whispering that he was close. And then, just like that, he emerged from the shadows.

Michael Myers, his mask pale against the night, approached you with that steady, silent stride. Your heart pounded, but not from fear. He had that effect on you, a strange mix of danger and comfort, the thrill of knowing you were the only one he allowed close. When he extended his bare hand, scarred and calloused, you slipped yours into it without hesitation.

Together, you wandered through the crowded streets, watching costumed figures drift past like ghosts. Some laughed, some screamed, and some even pointed at Michael, assuming his outfit was just a costume. You felt a dark amusement in knowing they had no idea who he truly was.

As you passed by a haunted house attraction on the corner, the muffled sounds of chainsaws and screams floated out. You glanced at Michael, catching the subtle tilt of his head as he listened, almost intrigued. You gave him a small smile, tugging him forward. "Come on, the real scares are right here," you whispered, a hint of mischief in your voice.

The two of you made your way to a quieter side street, away from the crowds. The sounds of Halloween were distant here, replaced by the rustling of leaves and the occasional hoot of an owl. You were about to say something when a stranger stumbled out from behind a tree, reeking of alcohol and slurring his words. He was dressed like a pirate, his eye makeup smeared and hat askew, clearly intoxicated.

He glanced at you, his gaze lingering a little too long. "Hey there, sweetheart," he said, his voice dripping with misplaced confidence as he took a step toward you. “Got some candy for me?”

You tensed, instinctively stepping back. "Not interested," you said firmly, trying to move away. But he reached out, his hand brushing against your arm, and a cold anger flared within you.

Before you could react, Michael was there. His hand clamped down on the man’s shoulder, squeezing hard. The pirate spun around, his confident smirk vanishing as he looked up at Michael’s emotionless mask.

“H-Hey, man, chill. It’s just Halloween…” he stammered, attempting to laugh it off.

Michael didn’t move, his grip tightening, and the man’s laughter faded into a frightened silence. In one swift, brutal motion, Michael’s hand wrapped around the man’s throat, lifting him effortlessly. The pirate struggled, his eyes wide with panic as he clawed at Michael’s wrist, but Michael didn’t waver. You watched, heart racing, knowing that Michael was protecting you in his own terrifying way.

With a final twist, Michael released him, letting the pirate crumple to the ground, motionless. The sound of distant laughter and faint Halloween music was the only noise breaking the silence.

Michael turned back to you, and for a moment, his dark eyes met yours, a flicker of something softer than usual flashing behind the mask. He reached out, brushing a strand of hair from your face. It was a silent reminder—you were safe with him.

You slipped your hand into his again, squeezing it lightly. "Let’s keep going," you whispered, the thrill of Halloween night settling over you both as you continued down the darkened streets.

As you walked, you passed by children giggling over their candy, couples taking selfies with spooky decorations, and families marveling at haunted house displays. But you felt separate from them, drifting through the night with your own dark companion. The two of you were like shadows in the flickering orange glow of the jack-o'-lanterns, slipping through the night unseen, yet ever-present.

The town was none the wiser to the man behind the mask, and to them, Halloween was just a fun, spooky holiday. But for you, Halloween was more—a night to embrace the darkness, a night to be with Michael, hand in hand, until the first light of dawn chased the shadows away.

[sepias0litude]

We were never close. Not for a moment. There was no friendship between us, and certainly no love. We stood on opposite sides, like pawns on a chessboard, forced into battle by a history that was never ours to begin with. Our hands were stained with the blood of those we once called brothers, and our hearts echoed with the silence that follows the final scream. We braced for a skirmish, but war found us instead.

And yet, something unnamed pulled us toward each other. As if fate, weary of predictability, had chosen to intertwine our paths just to watch us fall together. When I looked into his eyes—vacant, unfamiliar, devoid of any trace of mercy—I felt that in another life, I could have lived in them. That in a world without borders, built from all the things that never came to pass… we could have been everything.

[undertale-and-deltarune-kinner]

ME AND MY PARTNER REAL!!!! You cannot say otherwise. >:)

[pesky--dust]

Do you see my vision?

I may be the murder family enjoyer, but it doesn't make me blind to the fact that this concept could have never worked out.

Hannibal sent a serial killer after Will's wife and stepson in order to make him unable to look at his family and not see how stained they are. Molly and Wally were supposed to stay pure and innocent, and Hannibal destroyed this for Will, because even though Molly and Wally survived, Will was unable to stop imagining himself killing his own family. Because Hannibal knew that even if they survived, Will would have to look at the crime scene — his own house.

And... even if he and Abigail went to Italy with Hannibal, I doubt he would be able to stop himself from imagining killing Abigail.

True, he was sick at the time of Relevés, but Abigail became stained then too; she stopped being innocent to him and his reaction to finding out that she was the lure for her father, was to fantasize about killing her. Because she wasn't innocent anymore. Because the only good thing (as Hannibal called Abigail being in Wil's life in Trou normand) in his life was stained. Because Will couldn't stand the idea of being fond of the "criminals".

He fantasized about killing her more than once, and not only after finding out that she was the lure. He fantasized about that even earlier, at a much earlier stage of his illness — cutting her throat like Hobbs.

He might have thought he would be a good parent, but that was certainly not the case with Abigail (and Wally). Will didn't exactly care about Abigail, but more about his own imago of hers. When this turned out to be false, he lost interest, which ultimately turned into even more guilt (e.g. talking to a hallucination of Abigail in Hannibal's house after the bloodbath).

[hyperfixatedoncrimminalminds]

Hi! I love your one shots soooo much they are super cool! Could you do one with a gender fluid unsub around 14 who is hotchs child and like has been killing since hailey died and they go on cases and always kill wherever their cases are? I probably phrased this horribly but to bad! (:

Aaron Hotchner X Unsub Teen Reader

Request: Hi! I love your one shots soooo much they are super cool! Could you do one with a gender fluid unsub around 14 who is hotchs child and like has been killing since hailey died and they go on cases and always kill wherever their cases are? I probably phrased this horribly but to bad! (:

Third person pov...

The rain pounded against the windows of the BAU, mixing with the tension that hung thick in the air.

A team of elite profilers, once accustomed to solving the most heinous crimes, had been uncharacteristically stumped lately. Even their veteran leader, Aaron Hotchner, was feeling the pressure to crack this case.

“Another body found in Phoenix,” Garcia’s voice chimed through the conference room.

“Same MO as the last three we tracked. And it’s almost as if whoever is behind this is toying with us. The victims were all found in different locations, and there’s no connection beyond the way they were killed.”

Hotch stood at the head of the table, his jaw set as he processed the information. What remained unspoken hung like a thick veil in the room—his child.

Y/N had been accompanying the team for the past few months. They were brilliant and keen, yet something darker stirred within them—something rooted in a tragedy that had left its mark on the family.

It was one year since Hailey’s shocking death, and in that time, Y/N had transformed. Once a bright, cheerful teenager who wore their heart on their sleeve, they were now a whirlwind of secrecy and shadows.

The pain of losing their mother had morphed their grief into a need for retribution. They had been the one to inform Hotch about their first kill, a desperate declaration of their struggle with the chaos swirling inside.

“I want to help,” they had said, their eyes sparkling, yet haunted. “I never want anyone to feel how I felt when Mom died.”

Hotch’s heart ached at the memory. He was helpless to contain the darkness blossoming within Y/N, and what he feared most was that they might one day become the very thing they sought to destroy.

As the team piled into the jet, Hotch’s gaze fell on Y/N, sitting silently, headphones in their ears, lost in their own world.

Their style had evolved into a blend of what-they-wanted-to-be and what-they-resented; garments tailored not to gender expectations, but rather an expression of their multifaceted self—a mixture of floral patterns contrasted with edgy leather, layers lending complexity to an already intricate persona.

“Are you alright?” Hotch asked softly, leaning closer, though they didn’t quite meet his eyes.

“I’m fine,” Y/N replied, the words almost rehearsed, a barrier against the turmoil that awaited exploration. “I want to help, to make a difference.”

The words hung in the air, and beneath them was something deeper, more menacing. Hotch couldn’t shake the feeling that Y/N was seeking not just to help, but to find solace through something darker—not just shaping justice, but perhaps defining it through blood.

When they landed in Phoenix, the tempo of the city pulsed around them; sirens sang through the streets, and chaos bubbled beneath the surface.

The BAU team wasted no time regarding the case. Teaming up with local law enforcement, they reviewed the crime scenes, learning the patterns that unfolded with each new victim.

Y/N observed with an intensity that fascinated and terrified Hotch.

As they pieced together the clues, he struggled to decipher whether they were contributing to the investigation or secretly plotting their next move.

Days blended into nights as the team worked relentlessly. Each day they’d visit the scenes of the grisly murders, with Y/N becoming more withdrawn and brooding.

They had become an expert at slipping away unnoticed, coming and going like a phantom that haunted the edges of their father’s life.

During one evening, Hotch found them beneath a flickering streetlight, sketching something in a weathered notebook. “What are you drawing?” he asked softly, trying to bridge the vast emotional gulf that had formed between them.

“My thoughts,” Y/N murmured, not raising their eyes from the page. “Of Mom. Of… everything.”

Hotch’s heart tightened. “You don’t have to carry this alone, you know. I’m here.”

“Maybe I don’t want to just be here,” Y/N admitted, their voice barely above a whisper. “Maybe I want to be something else. Something that means something.”

“You are so much more than you realize. Your mother would have wanted—”

“Mom’s dead,” Y/N interrupted, the sadness transforming into an uncharacteristic ferocity. “Do you think I haven’t thought about it every day, every single moment?”

Hotch swallowed hard, trying to suppress the rising tide of frustration and fear. “You have the chance to make a difference in the right way. Let us help you—”

“Sure, help me by stopping the bad guys,” they shot back, standing abruptly, their emotions boiling over. “You mean help me keep the things I want to do in check? Help me pretend I’m not hurting? I don’t need that. I need something much more… satisfying.”

The confrontation felt like a turning point. In that moment, Hotch truly understood the internal war raging within his child. It wasn’t just about grief; it was about an urge to exert control in a world that felt chaotic and lost.

Understanding this collided with the haunting realization of their possible actions. As each day passed, bodies continued to pile up in unspeakably horrific ways. Their killer—a shadowy figure playing mind games with the authorities—remained elusive, and as clues began to mount, a nagging sense of familiarity clawed at Hotch’s memory.

Finally, everything clicked into place when a witness emerged with descriptions of the killer’s attire. Everything fit perfectly with Y/N’s style.

Hotch’s pulse raced as anxiety gripped him; he had to find Y/N before they reached a point of no return. A frantic search of bars and alleys began while Garcia worked on tracing their phone virtually everywhere.

When he finally found them—a confrontation under the same streetlight, with the echo of sirens blaring in the distance—there was a blood-stained knife clutched in Y/N’s hand. Their expression flickered between triumph and despair.

“I did it, Dad. I stopped them,” they whispered, trembling as they gazed into his eyes.

“You’re not a monster,” Hotch pleaded, his heart racing. “But this isn’t justice. This will only destroy you from the inside out.”

Silence hung between them for an agonizing breath, before Y/N dropped the knife, the clatter breaking a spell. “But I killed for you,” they sobbed. “For us.”

Hotch stepped forward, carefully reaching for them. “We can find a better way, together. This—this isn’t the path your mother would want for you.”

As Y/N fell into his embrace, the darkness quelling its hold, the rain began to pour once more, washing away every trace—a promise for a better tomorrow: healing, understanding, and love forged through pain. They stood together under the flickering streetlight.

The end!

Hope you liked this one shot, sorry for any spelling or grammar mistakes.

Request are open!

Word count: 1207

[kekwcomics]

KILINK

The Turkish iteration of Killing, the pulp anti-hero / super-villain. The films are incredible if you've never seen them.