#Yandere Level 200

[s0nia246]

(Since no one wrote it, I did. Have fun reading and thank you for reading. Sorry if it's bad or has errors, I'm not the best at writing still.)

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You don't know how you survive this long in the Backrooms. You thought you would have died at level 0 with all the other lost souls, but instead, here you are, alive and breathing.  You should be relieved to be alive, you suppose.  It's a miracle,  isn't it? But you're not grateful for the circumstances. You were never given a choice to live or die in the first place, and now you're stuck. The Backroom has become your home. Your prison, really.

"Finally the exit is just ahead," Y/N murmured to no one and themselves.  

They were walking through a huge myriad of rivers, lakes, valleys, and even mountain ranges in the distance. A dense layer of green flora grows everywhere, composed of plants that your brain is not even capable of imagining. You don't know how long you've been walking aimlessly through the "Terror Basins", but you're exhausted, physically and emotionally drained. You'd like nothing more than to sleep for hours and years. Maybe for decades. 

But you couldn't afford to stop now. Not when it looks like there could be more dangers waiting for you at every turn. You just wanted to get home to your family and relax with a book until you could collapse into bed. You didn't want to face the horrors of these strange new landscapes. 

You walked through the glowing door and stumbled on the threshold. 

(Level 200 No Place Like Home)

"Where am I?" you murmured weakly.

You felt as if your muscles might tear apart at any moment. As much as you try to fight off sleep, the exhaustion will always win out over you. So much so that you don't think you could stand upright right now if you tried.

"It's been a while, hasn't it?" said a soft voice from beside you.

 They sounded familiar somehow, but you couldn't place why.

 "We've missed you, you know."

The voice continued to murmur soothing words as if they came straight from the heart, but the owner was missing. You had a weird feeling about the voice, however, as if it were almost... familiar. Almost like you have heard it before, but where?  You closed your eyes and tried to remember what your mind was made up of before the fatigue set in and rendered you useless.

As you tried to piece together your memories, they began to slip away from you and fade.  One by one. Finally, all that remained were vague impressions.

 "W...Where am...I-I d...don't - know..." You tried to speak, but everything got jumbled up together, rendering you speechless.

"It must have been a long drive, your home," the voice mused, "Let's take a walk."

With great effort, you managed to open your eyes again, which helped clear things up a bit, but it still didn't make sense.  Who is this person? Who's talking to me? Where am I? What is going on? What does this person mean by home? You wondered.

"Oh sorry about that, here let me help you up. You seem pretty tired. Just lean against my shoulder for now. That'll do, dearie." 

The stranger held out their arm and you gratefully took hold of their elbow. They pulled you along gently and you followed. Even as lightheaded as you were, you managed to stay upright thanks to their help.  The stranger kept muttering softly to you all the while, and you were beginning to wonder if they were a hallucination.

"There's old Joe Vee, still running that breakfast place, serving the same people, day in and day out. Been doing it for 60 years. Remember going there before school, on those days with a bleak blue sky and cold air that chapped your lips? You remember, right? That man poured his heart and soul into that food. It's his legacy. His flesh and blood. He's been holding that soup bowl for 30 days. It's starting to fall apart."

You blinked, trying to focus your vision once more, but it still wasn't making much of a difference.  There was something very odd happening, but you weren't sure whether it was because you were too tired to see it properly or just because it was an unfamiliar environment. Your brain was still a bit hazy. 

"30 days...falling apart ...what...What are you talking about...?" you muttered. 

Your mouth and tongue wouldn't cooperate enough to form complete sentences, this is bad. Why can't I focus... 

"I'm - I'm not quite understanding,  um...." You looked around.  You two were standing in front of a sign, reading 'Old Joe's  Delight'.

"There's the school. With enough time, it could be your school, just the way you remembered it. Remember that year you went to space camp in the science lab and you met Sarah Palmer? Remember how she dared you to go into the basement alone, and you did it because you were 10 and stupid, and she was the first girl you've ever noticed?

Remember how dark and cold it was down there? Below, below, below. You remember. You were so happy to leave, to see sunlight again. To see Home again.

 If you didn't know any better, you might have believed you were falling apart down there."

The stranger's arms slipped around you again, and you rested your head on their broad chest, letting them carry you forward. They were warm, and they smelled good. 

"I wonder what Sarah Palmer is doing with herself now? You can find out if you want. All you have to do is remember. Bring her with you." 

"Rot," you murmured, barely louder than a whisper. "I...don't see it. It's...just a normal town...my town. This...is not normal."

They laughed, and though their body shook a little from the action it was quite pleasant. "This is normal...for you. Normal isn't always what you think it is."

As you leaned more heavily on their chest, you could feel them smiling slightly at you. You couldn't tell whether it was a real smile or a figment of your imagination, but either way, you welcomed its presence.

 "I know you must be tired l, dearie. It must be hard being back. After all, it's been such a long time since we saw each other, yes? One more stop to make. Just one more stop to make."  They stopped outside of what appeared to be a house.

"You can tell it used to be beautiful and untouched. Now the paint chips and the walls have grown too thin. It's not a place that's taken shape yet. You can make it better. Please remember how it used to look. How your Mother would take you on walks around the neighborhood on summer afternoons, the pure and genuine joy that came with your birthday, how it felt to not think about living and dying or breaking into a million pieces. You remember." The stranger was stroking your hair gently and whispering sweet promises to you.

"Everything's gonna be alright now." 

"You are home."

"Welcome home. We've missed you."

"We're here for you."

"The rot only grows when you're not around."

"Start building, molding. We're adaptable."

"We can be whatever you want, and we knew what you wanted from the second you set foot here."

"Keep that rot at bay."

"Just how you remember, whatever you want, all the time. You're in control here. All we need is for you to remember."

"So stay with us."

"Stay."

"Look behind you. Everyone's here. "

"Come home."

All you needed was to close your eyes and see your friends' faces, to see the smiles on their faces as they welcomed you home, to see their hands on your shoulders to show you love and support you unconditionally.

You couldn't resist closing your eyes and letting the darkness consume you.

"You'll be happy hear with us. Welcome Home..."

Again, thank you for reading this silly little idea.

[osachiyo]

❝You will be mine forever until you perish.❞ ✧ ೃ༄

—300 (meant to be 200) FOLLOWERS EVENT!

—PAIRING ✰ ZHONGLI x FEM!READER

—CONTENT WARNINGS ✰ explicit smut,noncon, yandere tendencies, mentions of kidnapping, baby trapping, delusional zhongli, unprotected sex, spanking, etc.

—WORDCOUNT ✰ 1.5k

—CHARACTER CHOSEN BY ✰ @lxverss

—EVENT MASTERLIST & RULES ✰

. . . . MINORS DO NOT INTERACT . . . .

Zhongli's gloved hand came down to your ass harshly for the 18th time tonight, making you bite his thigh in pain. He only chuckled darkly at your feeble attempt of hurting him. His hand slowly smoothes down the skin of your ass, the plump flesh jiggling in his big hand as he admires the reddish tint his brutal hits left behind. The handprints evident on your plump behind. You did not want to give him the satisfaction of seeing your tears but fucking god did it hurt.

Your muffled cry could be heard when his hand came down on your ass again, the impact stinging even more this time. He shushed your pitiful noises with a mocking smirk, making the tears in your lashline finally fall down your swollen cheeks. "Does it hurt, darling?" He asked with faux sympathy, making you even more enraged. You wanted to scream at him, pull on his hair for ruining your life like this. But you stayed silent, clutching onto him for dear life as he hummed. "Just one more to go, my love. Your punishment will be over soon enough." You grit your teeth in anger. Punishment for what? Trying to escape from this hellhole of a prison he has kept you in? Tears flowed freely down your chin in frustration, soaking his pants. You hated him. Despised this man who took you away from your family, from your normal life. But you hated the fact that you were aroused right now. Aroused from being forcibly bent over his knee and hit by none other than your captor. You felt the shame burn in your tear soaked cheeks, which only made the bulge pressing into your lower tummy harder, bigger.

This time the hit wasn't just on your ass, he smacked the back of your thighs which he knew were sensitive, worsening the pain. You almost jumped out of his lap from the mere force, a broken sob leaves your throat as he only coos at you, praising you for being a good girl for him. He lifted you up and settled you down on the bed, on your tummy because your ass was swollen from the hits. He rubbed your cheeks, even spreading them a little to sneak a view of your pussy and god were you soaked. He smiled, rubbing a finger up and down your pretty folds as you try to squirm away from him but his firm grip is holding you in place. "You act like you dislike it, dear. But can you tell me why you're absolutely leaking down here, hm?" He spoke softly whilst gently rubbing your clit as if to make up for the harsh behaviour only a moment ago. You buried your face further into the silk covered pillow, lips wobbling as you try not to moan from him playing with your greedy cunt. Your mind was telling at you to kick him away, disgust filling your senses. But your body on the other hand was enjoying what the man did to it, much to your dismay.

He raised your hips up, your swollen ass now sticking out in the air while your face was still buried in the pillow. You whined softly when Zhongli kicked your legs open, forcing his leg between them. The rough material of his pants grinding on your already leaking cunt, a damp spot forming on his sleek pants while you writhed in a confusing mixture of rage and pleasure. He pulled back suddenly, lowering himself, now face level with your leaking cunt as you squirm in discomfort. He gently pats your lower back, as if you comfort you. The thought makes you want to scoff. He puffed a warm breath right on your pussy, making you clench around nothing as you feel your eyes tear up again. You were nothing but a slave now. Nothing but his property. Not like you can right back either, as it was a contract between the two of you. Your train of thought cut off as Zhongli kicked a fat stripe up your cunt with his dragon-like tongue, a gasp escaping your mouth. He groaned into your pussy, mumbling something about how good you taste. The vibrations of his voice make you shiver, more of your slick soaking his chin as he laps up what your cunt offers him. The sweet, sweet honey like fluid dripping out of you with each lick and suck, it has him impossibly hard. If you weren't too distracted by how fucking good his long tongue feels shoved in your sensitive core, you'd notice how the way he was humping the bed right now. The tip of his cock leaking with precum as he gets addicted to your divine taste. He pulled his tongue out, fat fingers now replacing the muscle as he wraps his lips around your swollen clit, making you claw the sheets as a broken moan escapes your throat. The rough leather wrapped around his fingers adding a addictive friction in your tight heat, all while he sucks on your pretty little clit so fucking nicely.

"Cum for me, won't you? I know you will. You're my good little girl, aren't you?" He chuckled, his voice a few octaves lower as thick desire coats every word that flows out of his sinful mouth. You don't answer, that earns you a harsh slap against your clit, making you cry out in sudden pain. "Answer, pet."

You chant his name over and over again, pleas and sobs of "y-yes! 'm cummin' so hard! Don't stop-" your eyes rolled back as he sped up the pace of his fingers, curling them just right to make you gush all over his fingers and tongue, even soaking the lower half of his face as he laps up all you have to offer. He helps you ride out your orgasm as you collapse against the sheets, huffing in exhaustion. But you knew he wasn't done yet. Not by the way you could hear his belt hitting the floor as he flipped you on your back, a growl erupting in his chest as he pushed your legs back, your thighs squishing against your pretty breasts, the position making it slightly hard to breath.

He tapped the blunt and swollen head of his cock against your clit one, two, three times before finally pushing in with a pop! You both groan in unison, the thick head splitting you apart. You panted out like a bitch in heat when he started dragging his cock slowly in your cunt, pushing in slowly. As much as he liked to see you in pain, he knew he’s fucking huge. So he had to go slow to not tear your pussy apart. He stared intensely at your cunt opening right up for him, taking his cock like a champ. He rubbed delicate circles on your clit with his thumb, trying to distract you from the scorching hot pain of his cock splitting you in half. He let out a low growl when he finally pushed himself all in your cunt, burying his cock to the hilt. Fat tear droplets that once clung to your lash line now fell on the silken sheets as you clutch the pillow as tight as you can. You hiccuped when he pulled back, pulling his cock almost all the way out before slamming into you again. You could feel every ridge and vein on his throbbing shaft, bumping against your sweet spot oh so effortlessly while all you can do is writhe and whine below him. It didn’t take long for him to pick up the pace, now slamming into your can with such intensity it had you seeing stars. His finger still skilfully stimulating your hardened clit as he grinned wickedly, his canines showing and eyes glowing a golden hue.

Your eyes widened when you felt his cock getting even bigger in you, stretching your velvety walls beyond their limits as you squirted all over his cock, your slick covering his lower abdomen and thighs, the glossy substance rubbing down his fat balls as he groaned at the sight, pushing all of his body weight on you. “Fuck- take my cum, darling, Gonna make you such a sweet mommy. You want that, don’t you? All fucked and swollen with my- ah shit- all fucked and swollen with my kids… yeah? Take my cum- take it. You’ll be mine forever until you perish! ” He babbled, growling as he dove down to bite your neck hard, drawing blood as he filled you up with his seed.

Once you both came down from your highs, he plopped next to you, shoving a pillow underneath your legs to keep all of his sticky release inside of you. But alas, there was just so much of it that it dribbled out from your pussy, soaking the sheets even more, if possible. Zhongli only sighed, patting your head and kissing your temple as you slowly drifted off to sleep.

He was right.

You were going to be his forever.

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[darkbluekies]

I am not sure if you have done it already but:

Yandere x affection-starved Black Sheep darling?

Hear me out: a darling who is so used that their golden child sibling takes everything from them, from nice clothing/stuff to dates with potential partners. The sibling just steals everything away. And the parents only praise the sibling but never darling. Whenever bad something happened, darling is the one who gets to blame.

Neglected, traumatised and emotionally deprived they meet the yanderes, 100% believing they are just "interested" in them bc they want their sibling and are absolutely convinced & annoyed by their shows of affection (when in fact they are just scared to be hurt which always had been the case before).

Saying stuff like "Y'know, why dont you ask them directly? Stop using me to get closer to them!" And are absolutely puzzled by the reaction, when yan stress that they dont want anything from their relative. They want their darling.

And proceed to be persistent on that statement until darling believes them.

Well, basically this 👇🏼

I absolutely LOVE this kind of dynamic ♡^♡

Not only would all of them DESPISE the sibling (and the rest of the family) for beating their darling this much down, that darling does not have the heart to trust and love - including themselves - anymore, but are on edge to wipe them off from the face of earth. I say on edge because:

It would be too easy just to kill them. No. They have to suffer at first.

The most fun part: all yanderes have some sort of power / & wealth, which appeals the siblings (bc they are basic beaches) and try to seduce and snatch them away from darling like they always used to. And yanderes noticing, pulling strings to slowly but surely for the sibling to fall into insanity and ruin them once and for all.

Dr. Kry, my most favourite boy (Bonus: affectionate!cured!Darling x yan!Dr as it just fits 🤌🏻✨ to my favourite ship dynamic like a glove✨🤌🏻 that picture above🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻)

Dr. Kry would be on a whole new level of persistence and pettiness. You thought he was controlling, manipulative and unhinged 100%? Make it 200% :)

I can imagine how he would look down at the sibling when they show up to "visit their little troublemaker", showing themselves off, bragging how good they are "to come by" (however they never seem to ask to see darling directly though) and proceed to claim that darling is just overly dramatic and should "give you a break, and you shouldn't believe everything what they say. They just making it up". Laughing behind the back of darling's "sickness".

Remember that bloodphobia thoughts I have written? Yeah, imagine the rage if our beloved Dr. Kry finds out that the sibling is the key reason who triggered the phobia in the first place. Like humiliation in front of the class when darling got their first time period and sibling "pranked" them by lying to them that they are dying or sm HOMAGOSH HE WOULD BE SO MAD >:D

After finally persuading darling that he loves obsesses about them and not and never anyone else, month after month reassuring his likeness to darling, (Dr. Kry, a patient man) they start dating once darling surprisingly gets better after startint to believe him.

As a well-respected doctor and a rich man (I mean to remember you said he hardly spended his money, thus posessing goods) their sibling tries to seduce him but he shuts them down every time. In front of darling, in front of family, in front of everyone, in a humiliating way. Absolutely no f*cks given that he is talking to the "golden child". Then he starts to pull on the strings really hard. From making their sibling's wedding/relationships plans cancel to destroying their career and material possessions. But no one would suspect them bc Dr. Kry had taken care of it and happily cut ties off between darling and their obnoxious family already before.

His little one will never have to suffer anymore. And they gradually heal. With him on their side. Forever.

He would definitely have a saviour complex in this AU lol

Blue, what are you doing lately? HOW are you doing? I wish you a wonderful day my dear and hope you enjoyed my thought process again ^*^ 💕

(btw, I am fine. Really, without sarcasm, I come from a very loving family with a wonderful supporting sibling lmaoooo. So, pls don't worry XD As a fellow overthinker I feel the need to clear that hah~

Just loooove the creepy but strangely endearing vibes of these relationships lol There's just something catchy about them right???) And your OCs are just.... so FUN TO EXPLORE???!!! Like OMG, I love them and your stories all so. much! It really gives me motivation and kicks me into writing AGAIN after so many damn years of writer's block (but oc x oc. I find reader perspective strange ngl) even though I am not very strong in writing xD I write. But not that good...

Anyway take care of yourself and have a great week! 🤭❤

Byeeeee~

Fun fact about the black sheep concept: I actually have a black sheep character. Check out the 'Secrets' oneshot and you will see how Ares talks about Silas🤭 but a black sheep yn could also be quite cool???

I love how you wrote Kry, that's so cool to think about. He would 100% go out of his way to ruin your siblings life after everything they've deprived you off!! Doesn't he already have a savior complex? A white knight complex? At least a little? This is probably one of the few times there will be a happy ending with Kry lmaooo

What I'm doing lately? I am taking an 5h 20min test this Saturday (the entirety of it is 8h 50 min including breaks) so that's not very fun, but I think that my life is slowly starting to get better. I think that my legs are starting to heal from my injury, I have saved up money and my best friend comes home next week!! She moved to Germany 3 years ago. I miss her so much, we have been friends for 11 years and she has always taken care of me. She's the type to give me her jacket if I say that I'm cold and to warm my hands under her shirt. Only princess behavior here🥰

Haha don't worry, I'm the same. I'm a big overthinker (its better now though) who comes from a loving family, but youre right about that there's just something so interesting about yanderes lmao. Thank you so much foe liking them, I love to create characters that really feel human, because they make rhe story feel more alive that way!!

I totally get that you mean by oc x oc, moat of my private stories are that way, bur oc x you works better for Tumblr which is why these stories have that format!! Normally I write in 3d person with a fixed main character!

Please please write and show me!!! Feel free to reach out if you ever need some writing advice!! I'm not professional, but sometimes it's nice to just bounce thoughts with someone else<3

[cheegu3]

gangster!new - punishing you

note; original ask here, I had to make a separate post bc of tumblr again

warnings; yandere/mafia themes, unhealthy relationships, gun, slightly dub-con, sadism, drugging, smut - rough sex, non-protective, nasty but short sex lol (licking cum, spitting in mouth)

wc; 2.6k

The billboard lights had gotten blurrier the further you walked and you couldn't help but wonder if it was your mind playing tricks on you.

With the adrenaline pumping in your body and your water-soaked shoes running on the wet pavement, there was a high chance you weren’t exactly in the right state of mind now.

Maybe because of that you pushed on, even as it got so bad you almost fell into the busy traffic.

You didn't hear anything but your own heavy breaths. Occasionally, you scared yourself by thinking he was behind you; if you turned around too quickly you'd see a man in a suit and immediately you squealed '' no, no, please, '' to yourself.

It was only yesterday that you found out that your boyfriend wasn't who you thought he was.

At the end of the night out with your friends you were supposed to walk a few blocks to get a bus.

On the way there you passed by many alleyways but one in particular piqued your interest. Sounds came from far down it. Hushed voices, muffled screams, and the sound of a gun reloading.

You shouldn't have done it but your feet seemed to drag themselves forward on their own until you stood at the very end of the alley and it was already too late - they saw you.

'' Hey! Who's that? ''

You froze before your brain sensed danger and kicked in your flight instinct. Whipping around you started to run as hard as you could and sprinted for around 200 meters, then dove into a small shop when you felt your legs grow weak.

You forced your breathing to regulate, taking deep breaths while placing a hand over your chest as if to stop your pounding heart from escaping it.

The customers gave you curious looks and eyed each other questioningly. Then their gazes moved which you only noticed once you weren't panting anymore and had the energy to raise your head.

They were fixated on something behind you. In sync, their eyes moved from the left to the right until whatever was behind seemed to stop right at the door where you were standing.

You had a gut feeling that it was the guys from before. The gun and the shady business that seemed to be going down in that alley had made you come to the conclusion that they were gangsters. The city was full of them, and your boyfriend Chanhee had often told you to stay away from them at all costs. He said he knew them too well since he was a native.

Pretending like your anxiety levels hadn't skyrocketed, you went over to the back row of the shop casually and looked at something on the shelf. The bells above the door jingled, causing you to be more alert as they finally entered the shop.

You listened to their footsteps and your forehead creased. It was hard to make out how many of them there were. The loud thud of boots was always followed by several more and then a dragging sound.

You turned your head a little bit and discovered that the sound came from people moving out of the way. They were getting closer to you. It seemed like they inspected everyone in the shop before moving on to the next which meant there was no escaping the inevitable meeting you'd have with them.

A lone sandwich was the only thing you took out of the shelf. It would be too suspicious to just stand there, your back turned and not even buy anything. Maybe...just maybe they'd think you weren't the one if you actually looked like you belonged there.

But it was getting too hard to not act like the imposter. Everything about you screamed guilty. Your hands clenched around the poor sandwich to stop them from shaking violently.

Your mind kept going back to the alley. With some panic, you realized that if they saw you again, they'd recognize you right away. Although you didn't see their faces due to the darkness, you were standing right under the streetlights.

The crinkling sound brought the attention of a man who had ventured off on his own to make the search for the witness more effective.

You closed your eyes and tried to focus on something else to stop your body from sweating profusely. But it was too late. The man had already put his hand on your shoulder to turn you to him.

Glancing back, the first thing you saw was his pale hand on you. Surprisingly for a gangster, it was very pretty. Long slick fingers, not a scar, injury, or callus in sight.

You didn't mean to, but you smiled and looked up at the man. The smile fell immediately. And so did his, your boyfriend's.

For a whole minute, you just stared at each other. A range of emotions washed over both of your faces; confusion, anger, guilt, sadness, denial.

He finally spoke, and when he did so his voice came out tired. '' You weren't supposed to find out like this. ''

You didn't say anything. Your mouth felt like sandpaper. But it seemed to only agitate him. Maybe he wanted you to say the words he'd want to hear like ' it's okay, I don't care, I love you anyway '.

You couldn't say them. Not after you'd seen him like that.

'' I told you to go straight home, didn't I? '' he raised his voice which made you flinch.

You didn't miss the way he put his hands in his pockets. People don't show their hands when they feel certain emotions, such as anxiety or guilt.

He knew he was in the wrong for deceiving you but still acted now like it was somehow your fault for discovering his dark little secret.

'' You never listen to me. That's the problem with you! ''

He was getting angrier and angrier by your continued silence, taking it as an act of rebellion. As he took a step towards you, meant to intimidate, someone behind him called out, '' New, let's go. ''

New?

You stared up at him. He responded to the name and gave you one last look, tensely telling you under his breath for you to go home, and then left with the group.

The different name caught you off guard. It felt like the final punch to the gut before crashing down. Somehow it created a wall between you and Chanhee. A different name, a different persona, a different job. He'd been living a completely separate life.

You hadn't been cheated on but it almost felt like it. With a sour taste in your mouth, you went home at last and locked yourself into one of the spare bedrooms. There was no way you wanted to see your boyfriend for the rest of the day.

As you lay in bed trying to sleep, a thought popped into the forefront of your mind, something you'd never considered much before. Sure, he'd been possessive and overbearing but you could handle it.

This however? He was a bad person, a terrible one in fact, who hurt others.

'' Oh my god, '' you whispered to yourself.

Was that man dead? Had he killed him? Your sweet loving boyfriend? You felt sick. The love was rapidly disappearing, only being replaced with pure disgust. How could you have loved someone like that, or not noticed it? A psycho right in front of your eyes!

A psycho who laid his delicate hands around you at night, telling you he loved you; while those same hands were used to kill.

'' Y/n? ''

As if on cue, the devil came home and knocked softly on your door. You turned over on your side and ignored it, hoping that he'd give up and go away soon.

And he did. He tried the door and despite not getting an answer which would usually set his temper off, he just left it and went away.

You woke up the next day with an uneasiness in the pit of your stomach. There was a feeling that you needed to walk on eggshells around him now.

'' Hey. Did you sleep well? '' was the first thing he said.

It wasn't unusual for him to ask that if he got up earlier than you. Now though, he could probably see the dark circles under your eyes, as his face was laced with concern.

You only nodded and tried not to stiffen when he approached you for his morning kiss. It was awkward for both of you.

He gestured to the filled dining table before heading to the door. A glance at the clock told you it was almost 1pm; you'd slept for a very long time and likely he had waited hours for you.

'' Are you going somewhere? ''

'' Work, '' he said, clearing his throat uncomfortably.

Work from now on meant his mafia work, the part he'd kept hidden from you before. Your eyes narrowed. Was he going off somewhere to hurt someone again?

But you didn't say anything. After the door closed behind him, you started gathering your most important things and texted your sister that you were coming over to spend the night there.

An hour passed before you felt brave enough to leave. You brought a sandwich and a water bottle that Chanhee had put out for you which you sipped on while walking to the city.

It was a Sunday so there were barely any buses. You clenched your teeth and kept walking despite that, determined to reach your sister's house in an hour or two.

However, it would prove to be a lot more difficult than you'd originally thought. Within twenty minutes you looked back and realized you hadn't walked far at all.

Your head began throbbing for some reason and you couldn't tell if it was the pouring rain, tiredness, or something else, but your vision started getting distorted too.

How long had you been walking for now? You could see the billboards shining down on you like they always did. Yet everything surrounding it seemed to be dark.

Your steps became wobbly when you were about to pass by the spot where you had seen Chanhee just the day before. You decided to rest there against the wall until whatever had just disrupted you would go away.

You had only just sat down when your body fell down to the side with a loud thump.

*******

Lights woke you from your strange slumber. You had to blink a few times to come back to reality and make sense of your surroundings. What greeted you was no longer the alley and the darkness, but a familiar setting - your bedroom, with a familiar person, your boyfriend.

He helped you sit up. You stretched your tense muscles and tried to move to get out of bed, stomach practically screaming at you. Things hadn't fully set in yet; such as the fact that he had found you somehow and brought you back there, which must mean he knew you tried to escape.

The only thing you cared about now was food and sleep since the throbbing from before had left an awful after-effect in your head.

'' I have food, don't get up. ''

He handed you some food that you nibbled on quietly. As you washed it down with some drink, it finally hit you.

Your eyes widened but you quickly had to pretend like nothing was wrong, just in case he didn't actually know. You tried to read his impression, stoic, unamused maybe? He usually smiled when he saw you looking at him. Not now though, not at all.

Once you were done he took it away from you and didn't even bother going to put it in the kitchen, he just placed it on the nightstand. For some reason it made alarm bells ring inside your head.

'' That wasn't very smart of you, was it? ''

You shuddered at his low tone, it was one he had never really used with you before, one that very clearly painted a picture of who was the prey and who was the predator.

You backed up against the header behind but didn't get very far; he pulled you down swiftly by your leg so you were dragged closer to him. Laying there shaking, he just looked down at you.

'' You know I drugged the water, right? ''

Your mouth fell open.

'' I knew you'd try something like this just to piss me off. ''

Suddenly he started unbuttoning his suit shirt which confused you. He smirked at your puzzled look and seemed to enjoy you watching him undress.

Once the shirt was off he was satisfied, and so, he came over to hover over you. Your wrists were pinned in an almost painful grip above your head.

'' I-I was just...going for a walk. '' you licked your dry lips.

His expression didn't change and he didn't answer you. Taking a breath of relief a bit too early you gasped when he caught you off guard by flipping you onto your stomach.

You tried wriggling out of his grasp.

'' Don't pretend like you don't want it every day, '' he sounded both amused and angry, his words carrying an almost venomous edge to them.

You buried your face into the pillow in embarrassment, your body acknowledging his words by the growing wetness between your thighs.

Behind you, you heard his zipper go down and were just about to glance back when he pushed into you without warning. He didn't even bother pulling his pants off.

Both of you let out loud sounds, his of pleasure and you a cry of pain. A string of incomprehensible words left your mouth, which he ignored, picking up a long and hard thrusting rhythm instead.

Loud, wet, and filthy sounds filled the room. You felt humiliated to admit you'd never been so turned on. You didn't fight it and just let your body rock with each thrust. But you were still very aware that it was a punishment by the burning feeling, that although decreasing, was very much present.

Whimpers turned into small moans that you tried muffling. But it became very hard to do as his chest touched your back and you heard his low groans in your ear.

You couldn't hide how you felt from him. Whatever sounds you made would likely push his sadistic self over the edge if you weren't careful.

Your body gave in to him more and more as the pleasure lulled your brain and numbed the pounding head from before.

'' Chanhee, '' you whined, '' I'm gonna- ''

A sound of loud protest broke from your lips. He pulled out as soon as you spoke and you felt the warmth of him finishing on your back thigh.

You were just about to whine again and angrily question why he didn't let you finish, but his warm tongue coming in contact close to your core made your body tingle.

He flipped you over on your back again and forced your mouth open with his thumb.

'' What are you doing? ''

Leaning right over you he kept your mouth open and then spat right into it, almost making you choke from the shock. The saltiness hit your tongue and you immediately recognized the taste which you swirled around in your mouth.

'' Swallow. ''

He didn't have to tell you twice. You swallowed hard and then glared at him again. As if you were telepathic, he smiled knowingly.

'' I won't let you finish tonight, you don't deserve it. ''

You rolled your eyes and clenched your teeth in irritation. It didn't really feel like you had a say in this so you remained tight-lipped with a scowl on your face.

That was until he dove his head in between your legs and made your body turn into jelly again. This was going to be a long and torturous night, you knew him.

He'd go on for hours til you were begging for him to let you finish with tears streaming down your face.

[nightsky652]

Yandere Prodigy

Her name is Aqua, she is a prodigy.

She is a quiet and serious girl, also considered a kuudere. She doesn't show her emotions, but her words and actions make her obvious infatuation with you.

She is a little tall, has long blue hair, and gray eyes. She is quite beautiful, typically dressing in long dresses.

A super genius with an IQ over 200, considered one of the brightest minds of the century. She excels in mathematics, physics, chemistry, economics, medicine, and law. Her abilities surpass those of normal persons.

Since childhood, she found everything boring and didn't get along with other kids. She was different, not playing with toys or engaging in childish activities. She preferred reading over playing with others.

She saw everything in gray until she met you, a cheerful kid who, like everyone else, enjoyed playing childish games. However, she saw something different in you, something that caught her attention. It was as if you were the only point of color in a world of gray. She wanted to know more about you, to find out why you were completely different from everyone else.

Years later, after observing you from afar for a long time, she finally discovered it was love. Realizing she was in love, she also became aware of all the strange things she had been doing while trying to figure out the reason you were so different. This included collecting your hair, observing you from a distance, measuring you while you slept, among many other things. However, she knew she couldn't stop; she wanted to know everything about you.

Her great intelligence also helps her get closer to you. She knows your schedule by heart, where you'll be at every moment of the day, allowing her to find you whenever she wants.

In high school, she was considered a worldwide genius, participating in international competitions and excelling in math without needing to study. She took advantage of her position as a genius to become a tutor, with a clear goal in mind: to become your tutor.

It's normal for you to struggle with an exam or a topic from time to time. When that happens, she jumps at the opportunity to offer help with your studies, using it as a chance to spend more time together, go to your house, and stay up late studying together.

Being skilled with computers and programming, she can hack into your account to see your school schedule, know which classes you'll have and with whom. She uses this information to adjust her schedule so that you have most to all classes together, helping you with any questions you may have during class.

She also uses her hacking skills to access your computer and account, having access to your history and front camera. She loves watching you through it, especially when you put on a cute face while concentrating on reading or when you laugh at a video. She doesn't regret learning to program and hack just to do these things.

She uses your history to research topics you like, making it easier to talk to you about these things. It also helps her find a gift you might really like for your birthday or in Christmas, ensuring she updates her information about you from time to time.

She enjoys playing video games, and when you were younger, she used to go to your house to play with you. She was very good at it, practicing to beat you every time because she found it adorable how you concentrated when trying to win or when you lost.

She studies hard to fulfill her future plan, which involves having you always by her side. Despite her natural talent and prodigy, she dedicates herself to achieving this dream.

In the future, she will create her own company, becoming the CEO, and it will become an international-level company in a short time thanks to her well-planned strategies and skills in economics. The company will sell some of the revolutionary inventions she has created.

Once she is the CEO and her company has enough power, she will have everything she needs to keep you always by her side. She will offer you a job, a well-paid position as her personal assistant. You won't be able to refuse the offer; it has too many benefits.

Once you start working for her, you will sign a confidentiality agreement, but there were some small print and legal gaps that worked to her advantage, which you didn't notice.

The contract was to prevent you from sharing information about her or the company, but mainly to prevent you from reporting her for the things she was going to do. Violating the contract would have serious consequences.

The small print of the contract included that you had to be available to help her 24/7, requiring you to move practically next to her if you lived on your own, with your family, or with your girlfriend.

Another small print included the duration of your contract, about 10 years. You cannot resign during this time, or you would violate the contract and face legal problems.

In summary, the contract worked in her favor, and once signed, she would have you in the palm of her hand for a decade. She would make you renew the contract without you realizing it if she deemed it necessary, in case you hadn't learned by then that you belonged to her.

If you were to reject the job despite the absurd benefits presented, she would be a bit concerned because she thought you would accept instantly. However, she had already planned what to do in that situation, so there would be no problem.

In case you rejected her job offer, she would take care of tarnishing your name and putting you on the blacklist of any company or place you applied to work at. No matter how much you studied or if you had a degree or a doctorate, no one would want to go against a big company like the one she owns, so you would be constantly rejected from the jobs you applied to.

You would inevitably end up crawling back to her feet, after falling into despair and being rejected from every job, you begged for the position she offered you earlier. Aqua would act hard to get, but only to pressure you into accepting the new contract she made for you, thicker than the previous one, with more restrictions for you. Being desperate for the job, you would be more likely to sign anything she gave you.

After seeing how you resisted the first time, she wanted to make sure it didn't happen again or prevent it as much as possible. This new contract would help her keep you under control.

As her assistant, you would spend most of the time with her in her private office. She could work while staring at you, and although it would make you uncomfortable, you couldn't do anything to make her stop. She was your boss, and she could do anything she wanted. After signing and discovering some clauses you didn't read well, you began to doubt if accepting the job was a good idea.

One advantage of your contract with her is that you have several days of vacation, despite being a newcomer. You might try to use one of these days to get away from your boss and rest from her penetrating gaze. You could even go with your girlfriend and enjoy time together, if you're still together, but you didn't take into account that there was a legal gap in the contract. As you had to be available 24/7 as her assistant, you could only go on vacation if she went with you, something she would surely do.

If you don't have a girlfriend, she will suggest that you share a room, offering to pay for the room, saying that you deserve it for working so hard. Although her true intentions are to choose the hotel where you will stay, so she can make modifications thanks to her contacts. For example, accidentally having a confusion and ending up sleeping in a room with a double bed instead of two, or asking to install a secret camera in the shower so she can record and watch you shower. She would treasure that recording like a treasure; these are just some of the things she can do.

If you still have a girlfriend, your boss will accompany you, regardless of whether it bothers your girlfriend or not. It's in the contract, after all. She will suggest a hotel owned by one of the company's partners because it is a prestigious hotel, and they will get a considerable discount. In the hotel, she will use her influence to ruin the moments you and your girlfriend can have together, and to hurt her.

At night, you won't be able to sleep or be together peacefully because apparently the upstairs and next-door floors are under construction, and the noise of drills, hammers, and others won't let you sleep peacefully. Also, during meals, the waiters might "accidentally" trip and spill food or drinks on your girlfriend, ruining the elegant clothes she brought for your date at this beautiful hotel.

If these small annoyances are not enough to separate you, she will take more extreme measures. If any accident were to happen in the hotel, it could easily be covered up by the hotel owner. There would be no witnesses, and security videos would mysteriously be deleted. It's the perfect place to get rid of the woman who has what she has desired so much.

Your new home would be quite nice; it's an apartment on the same floor and building as Aqua. It's a very nice and exclusive place with a lot of security. Thanks to the generous salary from your new job, you can afford it. You are obligated to live there; according to the contract, you must always be close in case your boss needs you.

Naturally, your room would be monitored through the hidden cameras she installed before you moved in. If she thought you might bring your girlfriend, she could prevent you from getting too comfortable and would call you immediately for help with something as her assistant. You would have to go with her at that moment, ruining the quality time you had planned to spend with your girlfriend.

Since she can't spend time with your girlfriend because you have to live next to your boss, and every time she visits, there seems to be an urgent matter that forces you to leave, your relationship won't last long, just as Aqua had planned. She would take advantage of your sadness after the breakup to get closer to you.

[headingalaxys-spicy]

Thinking of Ludwig slowly becoming a yandere after being in a relationship with his s/o for years and s/o just accepts it because they love him so much. They take every punishment he gives, and feel torn between wanting to escape but they love him too much to leave. They’re timid around him and he takes advantage of that, teasing them for his own pleasure- that’s what I’m thinking about 😅

Hello there you beautiful human. Thanks for waiting in purgatory for your ask to be answered. I hope it satisfies you ✨

Gonna put the warning here : Totally touches on things like toxic relationships that are abusive so if that’s triggering for you then yeaaaah skip this one.

How you first encountered Ludwig: 

You were having a blast at a small German town's annual summer festival. You’d gotten separated from your friend group as you spotted some fancy Deutsch wine crafted by a family doing it for over 200 years. You hadn’t realized that you were pretty drunk when you’d bumped into the German General & spilled your cherry red wine all over him as you took a tumble to the ground. 

“Oh Sheibe! Es tut mir leid! Ich kann diesen Kleidung sauber helfen.” Panicked, you pulled out many napkins and water bottles to assist him with removing the stain. Ludwig may have been annoyed but became relaxed & spellbound by your beautiful face, perfectly framed by your freshly trimmed hair. 

‘Humph. Well, at least they’re remorseful.’ 

“Es ist okay. I have dry cleaners I can drop this uniform off at and more to wear, but…” Ludwig reached into his back pocket to pull out his business card. 

“If you’re around in Berlin & want to get the best Wurst in all of Germany, call or text me. Ciao” 

[He learned his rizz from Italy.] 

The first date was a smooth yet fantastical affair. The two of you dawdled through the sprawling city of Berlin. From the Brandenburg gate to the TV tower, & down to the River Spree. You got to be fully immersed in the capital city of Deutschland by none other than its resolute representative, Ludwig Belischmidt. 

You were dazzled by all the history he knew of, down to tiny details you knew couldn’t be found in a surface-level history textbook. Your admiration of him, combined with your cute face & intellect, make it much easier for Ludwig to catch feelings. 

As the two of you moved past the honeymoon phase and into the waves of a long-term relationship, you began to notice subtle changes in Ludwig. 

He wouldn’t complement or encourage you as much. Instead, his adoration would be criticism or telling you whatever you accomplished wasn’t good enough / didn’t meet his skyscraper-high standards. This breaks down your self-esteem, so you’ll doubt yourself more. Ludwig will want you always to be pining for his approval. 

When you do something that significantly displeases him, he will have you do something that will physically break you down. Ludwig is like a loving but stringent drill sergeant. Here is a short list of things you’ll have to do in order to get back into his good graces: 

50 Push-Ups 

100 Jumping Jacks 

Hold the ‘T’ pose for 30 minutes to an hour 

Planks 

5 to 15-mile runs (depending on how Sadistic he’s feeling, if someone tried to get close to you, and your level of non-compliance will depend on how long you’ll have to run for) 

These are all things that will exhaust you and prevent you from wanting to talk back, argue with him, etc. This rigorous training also mitigates 80%-85% of your free time to socialize with others. 

Ludwig does his best to avoid putting his hands on you because you’re a human. You’re incredibly fragile. You weren’t meant to withstand him at his maximum strength. However, when you cross him, he has a leather belt to put you back in your place. For the most part, it's not something he takes great pride in, but he needs to keep you under control. He’s realized over the years that once you’ve become emotionally attached to him, he could get away with more & more problematic behavior. All he had to do was hit you with the line: “Es tut mir leid, Liebling. I had to. It was for your own good. I’ll make it up to you.” Ludwig will give you a chastised kiss on the forehead. This gesture never failed to make you turn bright red and send butterflies pouring through your guts. Your heart would sprint due to feeling the adrenaline that comes from being in love. However, your nerves would be feeling a dry stick rubbing against them gaining friction that produced a thick smoke. 

Your typical response to his apology would be followed up by a brief: 

“Kein problem. I forgive you, Ludwig.” 

Even though Ludwigs' smile touched your skin like an early morning Fall sunray heating up your chilly skin, the glaring truth about him and his progressively toxic tendencies became far more difficult to ignore as time continued. 

You evaded his gaze this time when you accepted his apology. You wondered how many times he’s said that to you now. 

‘But all relationships are like this. I shouldn’t have upset him in the first place.’ This was one of the many rationalizations that you told yourself. 

You often wondered how many more times you’d hear him say “sorry” when you cried out for him to “stop” or say “Ludwig, please! It was just a mistake!!!” As more lashes came swinging through the air & made the all too familiar crack against your soft skin. It never failed to vivid crimson 4-inch whiplash there. 

‘Is my relationship with Ludwig actually normal, though?’ Came the uncomfortable question that came to your mind every now & again. It normally materialized after you’d faced another grueling punishment of military-style exercise, a lashing, being denied access to friends, fun, and family, a disagreement, etc. You longed not to have to walk in a minefield of broken glass, eggshells, & razors when navigating conversations with him. 

“Y/N?” Ludwig says sternly with a touch of concern. Your lack of eye contact with him when accepting his apology was a subtle signal to him that he had to go all out when he planned your latest couples' make-up trip. It had to be something spectacular. 

“Yes?” You say in an exhausted tone that was weighed down by the conflict between your heart and your head. You continued to stare at the concrete of the garage. 

“Where do you want to go for dinner?” 

Ludwig would ignore your gradually growing frigid demeanor since you’d been together for such a long time. 

‘It’s just a rough patch. They’ll get over their hesitations soon enough. A well-planned and thought-out day always wins Y/N back.’ 

This is what Ludwig tells himself in order to keep up the delusion that he’s doing nothing wrong and that your relationship is normal. It’s always been this way. 

Why would it be any different now? 

A vacation was the only thing Ludwig needed to get the two of you back on track. 

Usually, Ludwig relished in silence, but not when you refrained to talking to him at all. You would at least give a few compliments about something or try to start a conversation. Only having spoken the basic pleasantries of “Guten Morgen” or “Guten Nacht” with no attempt at speaking more did make him feel uneasy. But not enough to make him rethink where he was going next. 

“Y/N, while planning our trip, I thought we could do something far more exciting.” You stopped staring at your food to move your eyes up to meet his. “We’re going to climb up Watzmann.” Ludwig knew damn well you hated heights. 

“And …..why, for the love of God, would you think I’d enjoy that?” Not being able to hold back your disbelief and irritation. 

“Well, all that training you’ve done. It’s time to test your mettle Y/N! You can’t let all of my hard work go to waste!” Utterly oblivious to the fuse he’s just ignited. 

The tense and uncomfortable silence choked any peace out of the atmosphere. It stayed that way for 90 seconds as the sparks set off the bomb. Its flames made its way through your veins. 

This was not what real love looked like. You pushed your plate away & slammed your fork and knife onto it. Your reaction hit Ludwig like a lightning bolt. 

“I'm seriously done with you, Ludwig!” 

With that, you went back to your hotel room in a huff. Some people stared silently at Ludwig, and others watched you march away. 

You never turned back. 

[nc-vb]

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[yandere-daze]

Can we talk about how the event point system in enstars is like hell on earth? 😭 You just have a lot of stuff to think about, especially the unit events, like how you're going to manage the BP, what team you should use, what song you should play and how many dias you spend. Especially on the jp server where there's no 2x bonus and autoplay feature. I spent my Sunday farming for hours on jp to get Leo's card and I felt my sanity levels decrease ejfhfi.

I think the boys in the self aware au don't like the event point system either, since the player is required to spend dia and put in lots of effort. The idols would feel really conflicted, because player is farming for their card, which means that they're loved and are worth the effort, but at the same time, they see how tired and frustrated the player looks, the irregular sleep schedules and if the player fails to farm enough points in time, the idols might see them sad and really upset.

I imagine they would comfort the player right away, especially the idol with the event card, popping up on screen and saying words of comfort like "you did so well!" and "make sure to rest!"

As for Leo (my precious baby-) maybe something like:

"Hey! Hey! (Name), (Name), (Name)~! Uchuu~ I'm still here, (Name)! So come on, please smile? I love it when you smile! Don't worry, I'll always be here waiting for you!"

(This ended up being pretty wholesome shdjdj but yeah, Leo was worth. Look at that adorable smile.)

First of all congrats on getting Leo! The card is really cute ( I also realy like the new knights song and can´t wait for the full version!)

But yes, farming event points can be so annoying, I know! I´ve only really tried to go for a card on jp but I do assume that it´s going to be easier on the en servers with all those quality of life improvements like auto play. Man I wish I had something like this when I was grinding for Ritsu and Mika. Playing miwaku geki 200+ times and having to do it manually every single time was not fun! And even then I often played on 10 bp just because it was faster. I don´t even want to imagine how much longer it might have taken to play with 1 bp

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How do the idols feel about the event system?

For the self-aware AU, yes I think they might not like the system much either. I mean one positive thing is that compared to gacha you´re at least guaranteed to get their card if you spend enough dia and so if you´re commited enough they can rejoice in knowing that you´ll get one of their cards. It makes them happy to know that they don´t have to fear if the gacha will be mercifull or not. You want them and so you´re going to get them.

On the other hand, they also don´t like to see you strain yourself so much. Yes, in a way it makes them happy to know that you love them so much that you would sacrifice so much of your time to get them but they also can´t help but worry a bit over your health as you endlessly grind songs. They appreciate it but please take some time to take breaks, okay? They don´t want to see you get too stressed out.

Also while yes, you´re guaranteed to get the card you want if you spend enough dias, they´re still a bit scared because it just takes so many of them. Are you going to have enough when their event comes around? At least with the gacha you could potentially get lucky and get their card on a single pull but in events the points don´t lie. There´s no luck involved here so in case you don´t have many dias they get very sad and frustrated because they know that there is no way for you to ge them.

The one you do go for is really happy though and they absolutely will greet and compliment you when you put them on your home screen. You did so well! They´re so proud of you!

[s0nia246]

If someone doesn't write a Yandere Backrooms Level 200 then I will do it myself.

Read the wiki page and you'll agree too XD

[lolita-lollipop]

Just an ask what a bought a fantasy au with a yandere platonic Kiribaku bakugou the dragon king and kirishima is his mate and maybe humans and dragons are at war and they tried to attack the castle but when they started they saw the prince or princess of the hoomans and wanted her or him or they as there daughter and she or he or they keeps trying to escape

SOFT YANDERE DRAGON KING BAKUGO X READER X SOFT YANDERE DRAGON KIRISHIMA

*unedited, so probably some grammar and spelling mistakes

Your village was literally in flames, the people you had grown to love, whom had grown to love you, were all meeting their ends. Everyone, women, children, men, even babies, were all being slaughtered because of some petty fighting your father had started. You were probably going to die soon too, dragons soared through the sky, blasting things with streams of fire, it wasn’t going to be king before one of them spotted you. Fully crying, ready for your own end to come.

Meanwhile, up in the skys, two lovers watched the pure chaos go down, smiling at what has come of the humans that once bragged about how they could slay dragons any day. The red dragons scales were littered with jewels, shining from every angle, while the half human/half dragon king names bakugo katsina rode atop him, speaking to his lover as if hundreds of people weren’t dying just below. That’s when a certain unharmed tower caught both of their eyes, slightly farther off in the distance. A youg girl seeming to be staring right up at them with tearful eyes, cried her heart out at the chaos that was ensuing. Immediately the two felt a sense of protectiveness envelope them, you were just so adorable, and pure. They just had to keep you safe, they needed you to stop having those tears, they needed you as one of their own.

It only took kirishima a few seconds to fly down to th level of the tower you were at the top of, bakugo jumped off quickly from the back of his husband, climbing into the tower. He had to duck under almost all of the doorways, for you were so tiny compared to him, just so cute! When you finally noticed the huge man stationed next to you, it was far too late, and you were already being picked up off of the window sill you were sitting on. Pulling you flush against his bare chest, he rubbed circles into your bakc while you squirmed, trying to kick and flail your eyes out of his grip. It did nothing, dragon strength proves to be very useful when picking up such a little thing like you.

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hurt you little one. I’m not going to hurt you” his raspy voice echoed throughout your room, he rubbed the new tears leaving your eyes awa, cooing internally at how precious you look right now. Whimpers and small screams left your lips, this man was terrifying, you knew the dragon king when you saw him, your father had practically burned the image into your mind. He was just so scary. You were just confused as to why his touch felt so gentle, so warm.

“p-please, you’ve already taken everything” you begged the man, he looked down at you, his eyes were so sharp and piercing they felt like daggers going through your body, you were full on sobbing now, grasping at anything that would take you out of his arms. He hushed you, pulling you even closer, letting you absorb some of his own warmth. Then he hooked his foot on the metal ring that led to the edge of your window, and peered down at the 200 foot drop. You se what his intentions were the moment he claimed all the way up, you let a scream leave you lips as he made the move to jump. Maybe he could survive a fall like that, but you sure as hell couldn’t.

“Don’t worry, I’ve got you” he cooed, before fully pouncing off of the ledge, you wrapped your arms around his neck and squeezed tight, utter fear coursing through your brain. Closing your eyes and waiting for shattering pain to overcome your senses when you hit the ground, but... it never came, just a soaring feeling and wind whipping through your hair. Peeling open your eyes, you were met with a rough red, ruby encrusted, surface, visible scales littering the surface this man was standing on. He sat down, grabbing hold of a leather rope, sitting you in the center of his lap.

“It’s a long way home, I’m sorry I scared you bubs, very, very sorry. ” he spoke, you ran your hand down one of the large scales and heard a loud purr from below you, wait a minute... you were on a dragon weren’t you? You retracted yourself hand almost instantly, holding it close to your chest as if you’d just been burned. Oh my he you were flying in a dragon, with the fricking dragon king himself!

“Uhm- why did you take me?” You spluttered out, struggling To find the right question to ask, currently you were very disoriented, you jsut watched half of your kingdom light up in flames, then this scary dragon king picked you up and tries to comfort you, then jumps out of a window, and now you’re on a dragon. Why didn’t they just kill you? That would have been easier than this!

“Because, you belong with us, you aren’t safe with the humans. We love you.” He sppke, confusing you even further, apparently your pure confusion was shown on your face, as he let a small chuckle push passed his lips, and he bent over you give you a loving kiss in your forehead, you couldn’t really tell him to stop, because he could litterally jsut throw you off of this dragon and you would die. It almost felt nice actually, growing up as the only daughter to a royal meant being perfect from a young age, meaning no real affection was ever given to you. So as bad as it is to say, having someone deem to care for you made you feel all warm inside.

“We have a little while before we arrive back at my castle, far superior to whatever this humans forced you to stay in. You should try to sleep, you look tired, I’ll be here the whole time, I’ll hold you so don’t worry about falling. It’s alright, I’ll be here.” He cooed, his husky voice managed to break many layers of your own walls down. It didn’t take long for you to actually fall unconscious, which seemed stupid because you know (they literally kidnapped you). But with the heat radiating off this man and this dragon, mixed with the slight breeze, and the patting of your back, it all just made you feel so sleep, no matter how hard you fought it, you were asleep in minutes.

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Waking up in a mass of blankets, placed on top of a warm stranger with spiky red hair, was... disorienting, to say the least. He had his arms wrapped around you, and was nude from the waist up, the spiky blonde was also on the bed, right next to you with his hand on your lower back. The recent events rushed back to you so quickly that you could barley take it all in at once, a small gasp left your lips, as the thought dawned on you that this was the dragon you were previously on, your father had and eyou read many books about dragon shifters.

Looking down at yourself for a moment, you realized that you no longer were wearing the pair of white pants and dark blue blouse, instead traded for a large shirt, and a comfortable pair of stretchy shorts, you internally freaked out as you realized that someone had changed you while you were asleep, taht made you very, very uncomfortable.

“Honey? Did I wake you up when I moved? I’m sorry.” The man below you questioned, repositioning his arms around your waist so you could be closer. You just stared at him as if he were an alien, he gave you a comforting smile, brushing some hair out of your face, and laying his hand linger at your shoulder. You tried to squirm again, not having any idea what you would even do if you managed to get up, mainly because you were somewhere you didn’t even know, and these two men could easily overpower you, so you just staye awkwardly put.

“Uh-yeah, I’m awake” you muttered as he pulled your head closer to his chest. You could hear his abnormally fast heartbeat, and timed breaths that were oddly consoling. He left little pats along you left lower back and butt, rocking slowly back and forth.

“It’s too early baby, you’ll be grumpy in the morning if you dont get enough sleep, especially after yesterday’s events.l we can get ya some water if you want, but we still gotta stay nice and sleepy” he continued, sitting up slightly, taking you with him , you nodded your head and he snapped a few times, calling upon some servant to come get you some water. Immediately a small glass was handed to you, the man, whom he explained was named kirishima, but he was your papa, so you should call him papa, helped you drink it. Telling you to tilt your head back as he brought the cup up to your lips, cooing at you and telling you how good you’re doing as you slowly gulped it down, he spoke as of this was such a challenging feat for you, it was kindof embarrasing.

“What are enough two doing awake?@ the blondes voice, highly different from this “papa” whom had a soft, caring voice, spoke. Startling you, the redhead in front of you have him a smile, and looped his hands back around your waist, starting up again with the random patting. You just rigidly say between the two, wanting to crumble in on yourself run their gaze.

“Our little ones a little squirmy This morning, we had to get some water to calm down a little bit.” He spoke for you, you couldn’t even get a word In. You subconsciously leaned into his touch, his warmth pulling you closer to him. The clothing you were wearing was light and airy, so without the blankets or the body heat form both of them, you were getting a little chilly.

“Oh- cmere, let me hold her.” The dragon king, whom you expected to be this scary and menacefull beast, cooed at your cuddly state, which you were trying to hide, and failing. He splayed his arms out in a “gimme” motion, and do you were passed from one half naked man to another, you sighed in sligh contentment as this mans extenisve warmth enveloped you for the second time in the past day. He rocked you back and forth, you didn’t try to struggl. Not wanting to face the wrath of katsina bakugo, the notorious dragon king, or his leading mate.

And so, you remained cuddled up in his arms, thinking about what is too come.

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[under-the-cherrytree]

Hello~! If it's not too much, may I request a Yandere Hanako, Kou and Sakura x reader (separately) in which the reader starts to notice their abnormal behavior and distance themselves? And they do something about it. Like, completely flip the switch and like just go full on yandere mode. Any kindness that was trying to be saved in them completely disappears and they only care about just keeping the reader to themselves and making them (reader) love them. Congrats on getting 200 followers btw :D Love your work~ 💕

(Bonus points if Sakura goes fully insane with a crap ton of emotion towards the reader 👀)

(Or all of them-)

Yandere Hanako, Kou, and Sakura with a s/o who starts to distance themselves❣︎

Warnings: Yandere behavior, obsession, violence, murder, stalking, kidnap, manipulation, toxic relationship, a little bit of stalkholm syndrome??

A/n: Hello!!!

So sorry this took so long to come out.. it took a break for a while heh~

But I’m back now and I was quite excited to write this request!!

All the emotions and angst just make me happy-

Anywho, I hope you enjoy and have a great day or night!!!

- Hanako wouldn’t come off as a yandere at first

- He will come off as this cute little ghost who just wants company

- You, of course, would gladly give him that company he wanted and he loves you for it

- After a while you would start to notice how possessive he is

- I mean possessiveness isn’t a bad thing but this was on a different level

- He would always try and get you to hang out with him and only him and whenever you say no he would see the pained expression in his face

- “Y/n… i really missed you and I wanted us to have lunch together.. you don’t know how hard it’s been being by myself for 50 years…”

- He will use the lonely card against you

- But only in extreme circumstances

- Honestly its for the better if you just give in and stay with him

- It’s hard to tell if Hanako genuinely cares about someone’s life or not

- He will have to start holding himself back from not killing everyone else you hang out with

- But he will stop himself

- They give you joy and as long as you spend most of your time with him and promise to love him forever and no one else will get in the way of your perfect love then yes… he can make exceptions and let you hang out with your friends as well

- However, you started to notice he creepier actions and distanced yourself

- You would make up excuses to get away from him

- He would feel himself become tense as he tried to hold back to burning anger inside him

- When he used the pity card on you, you would feel your heart sink and tell him you really couldn’t

- Making you pity him didn’t work? It always worked in extreme cases

- It always worked…

- This is when he finally snapped

- It’s like a sight switch that goes off in his head

- He realizes that he has no power of you anymore and become furious over this

- He would waste no time but to grab you right there and take you to his bathroom

- He’s been so lenient with you. He let you hang out with your friends and he let you focus on other things when you should have been focusing on him. And you repay his kindness like this?! Oh no. You need to be punished for this.

- He will make sure he is the only one allowed to see you

- You get no right to talk to anyone else

- He would let all his emotions out onto you

- He wouldn’t hurt you but he will express his anger and sadness in a way you don’t understand. It’s like he's talking in tongues to you. You have no idea what he is saying…

- He doesn’t want to see you suffer but he also knows what best for the both of you

- He isn’t a terrible person, he will give you choices

- You either stay with him without complaining or you can leave and all the people you ever hung out with die

- It’s your choice

- If you choose to stay? That's amazing!!

- Hanako wouldn't be violent with you

- He actually gets very sad when he sees you crying out of fear that he will hurt you

- He’s surprisingly super gentle with you

- He wants your guys relationship to go back to the way it use to be

- He will give you time to get use to everything

- He will let you roam around the school with him by your side but when he leave for meeting he will have to chain you up

- He is very sad by the thought of l chaining you up and leaving you

- He would be a little rough with you. He can’t chance you escaping

- He will chain you to the toilet and lock the bathroom so no one can enter

- It’s not like anyone would enter anyways, his meetings are always after school

- He will also give you things to do

- You like to draw? He will get you a bunch of art supplies so you can make all the art you want!

- You like to play musical instruments? He will bring you your favorite instruments!

- He just wants you by his side

- He doesn’t want you to ever leave him, he wouldn’t be able to take it

- He wants all your time

- Kou gives no signs of being a yandere

- Honestly, it surprises himself at how possessive he is

- He would be the type to try and justify his actions

- It will be okay if I take y/n’s keychain… they don’t need it

- I’m sure Y/n won’t mind if I take a photo of them without them knowing, its just a photo

- I will follow Y/n home today, just to make sure they are safe from any supernatural

- His behaviors would slowly start to become more creepy and yandere like but its always for the better of you

- It’s what will keep you safe

- He’s never had a problem with people you hang out with

- They make you happy! He wants you to be happy!

- But he wants you to be safe as well

- Happy and safe

- He will observe your friends behaviors and if he feels like they are going to hurt you he will cut them off right there

- They will be the littlest of red flags to him

- Simply saying something not so nice to you would set him off

- He will try and keep you away from them

- He will even tell the people to stay away from you if he has to… but he doesn’t want to go to such extremes

- He just wants to protect you!

- And its not just with friends, with strangers and supernaturals as well

- If he sees you talking to a stranger or a dangerous supernatural he will step in next to you and defend you if needed

- Kou just so happened to be there at the right time… what a hero

- He wants your praise

- He wants you to tell him how much of a hero he is to you and how much you need him to protect you

- This is how he thinks you see him in his delusional mind

- However, you found it creepy how he was always there when you didn't even know it and started to distance yourself

- What…?

- Why would you distance yourself from the person who’s protecting you?

- He wouldn’t be able to take this, you are putting yourself in danger

- He wouldn’t kidnap you, but he will kill the people he thinks are a threat

- It’s the same like supernaturals

- He needs to take out the bad ones

- Kou is the do things in the moment type of person

- After he kills someone he will look down at the body in pure shock

- He did this…? How…

- Yet he still hears that little voice in his head say that what he did if for your benefit

- He will take out whoever he needs to

- Eventually it will be just you and him

- No one standing in the way of your guys love

- He will give you his usual smile as he hugs you tightly, promising how he will never leave you

- And its what you need to hear

- You need him by your side

- You need him to be your hero

- You need him…

- She was definitely obsessed with you before she even started talking to you

- Whether she learned about you existence through Tsukasa or Natsuhiko, she learned about you existence

- She would study you and try and find out who you are

- She would have her ways of doing her own background research

- But there was something about you… you interest her

- Everything that she found out about you… she wanted to know more about you

- Simple background research turned into her completely stalking you

- She would find every social media account you have and would watch you when you are not looking

- Let's be honest, Tsukasa found out about this and he encouraged her

- It’s not like she wasn’t already stalking you, Tsukasa just helped

- Sakura would soon introduce herself to you, using her charm to become friends with you quick

- She will over to do little things such as walk you home to stay with you longer

- She isn’t the type of yandere to take you away from people, shes okay with you hanging out with your friends

- But she demands your love

- The more she's around you the more she realizes how much she loves you

- This is her ticket for love and you will not mess it up for her

- Whether it be by you not loving her back or by not meeting up to her expectations

- You are her love

- She will start to idolize you and if you don’t meet those expectations she has for you, she can be rather.. angry about it

- She wants you to love her

- She wants you to embrace her and hold her close to you

- She wants you more than anything

- Just you

- Sakura has good instincts so to think you can run away from her is very foolish

- When you start to distance yourself, for whatever the reason is, shes in complete shock

- What did she do? How did she mess up? Everything was going to plan… why?

- She will fucking loose it

- She will go on a violent spree to let out her emotions

- One of your friends might go missing as well… it's an unfortunate thing

- She will try and calm herself, knowing that she can’t just kidnap you

- She will plot something else

- Distance yourself, sure, she will still follow you

- She will stay close to you no matter

- She will continue her falls delusion of you in this false reality that you love her

- She will go insane

- After a while, Tsukasa would probably kidnap you for her

- Sakura would be so overjoyed to see that you are hers

- You will stay in the school and Tsukasa would make sure you don’t escape.. he thinks you two are a cute couple and your love is cute

- She will keep you all to herself as she embraces you in her arms

- She will do various activities with you, such as reading, talking, cuddling, and anything else you are interested in

- She doesn’t care about your happiness as much as she cares about your own

- Besides, in her mind you are happy

- Happy with her

[yourturntosimp]

Helloooo!! Said you could do poly? Can I request Keiji and Alice, with a gn reader who really likes to have their hair played with? Yandere if you could! If this is to confusing or it makes you uncomfortable than feel free to decline this!! Tysm!

A/N: so i finished writing this so long ago but it's js now getting put out bc brain decided "back it up chief, we can't post until eeeverything else is written :D" so yeah-- Hope you enjoy reading it though! You can tell that i sorta forgot ab the yandere bit until the end hgfdfghn Warnings: Threats of violence, Guilt-Tripping, Manipulation

♡ Keiji most likely teases you about it- ♡ He doesn't mean it ofc, but he does find it endearing ♡ Probably the one to do it subconsciously ♡ Like, the three of you are just hanging out on the couch and watching terrible, low-budget movies ♡ His hand? Your hair ♡ His other hand? Stealing your popcorn- ♡ He'll try to style your hair, but,,,, ♡ He can't do it for the life of him- ♡ It ends up in complete knots ♡ He helps you comb it out later, dw <3 ♡ Alice finds it cute too, but it's a bit more sentimental for him ♡ It reminds him of doing Reko's hair when they were kids ♡ That said, this one also loves to poke fun at you-- ♡ "pfft- what are you, a child?" proceeds to play with your hair for like a solid hour ♡ Now THIS one. ♡ This one can do hair. ♡ Long hair, short hair, dye, curls, braids, everything ♡ He asks you if he can mess with your hair to relieve some stress *You walk out of that room looking like you booked a $200 hair appointment- ♡ Does appreciate having his hair messed with too ♡ And by "appreciate" I mean he m e l t s- ♡ Don't ask him about it, because he'll deny it to the ends of the earth- ♡ Now, as cute as this all is,,,, ♡ Everyone is yandere here :D ♡ Now, idk ab you but I see both Alice and Keiji as isolation-type yanderes, only they also work to scare everyone away from you ♡ The only difference between them? Keiji isn't above causing you bodily harm or threatening you ♡ You wanna hang out with someone besides them? ♡ Hm. ♡ The level of aghast horror you get depends on which you're with at the time-- ♡ If you're with Keiji only, he'll ask you nicely ♡ At first ♡ But when you keep insisting, he'll shove a hand into your hair ♡ It's cute at first, until you realize that he's gripping it- ♡ And then it gets worse when he threatens to chop all of your hair off :D ♡ Oh, but if you wouldn't care about getting your head shaved, don't worry! ♡ He'd even go further and threaten to completely scalp you <3 ♡ Alice, on the other hand... ♡ He'd ask you not to go, of course ♡And when you insist? He just acknowledges your answer with a huff and starts messing with your hair ♡ It seems perfectly normal until you go to the bathroom or smth to get ready to leave ♡ Your hair is now a mess </3 ♡ You can't comb it, can't detangle it,,,,wtf did he do??? ♡ You have no choice but to stay home now :) ♡ If they were both with you at the time,,,,, ♡ aha ♡ They'd both guilt trip you!! ♡ More like....Keiji would talk disappointedly about how tough work was and how he'd just wanted to enjoy the afternoon with both of you-- ♡ And Alice would back him up by acting all quiet, sad, brooding etc etc-- ♡ What are you gonna do, be a bad partner??? You have no choice but to stay home with your boyfriends <3

[sunsinourhands]

JJK Thoughts

Just not enough DILFs in this series. Nanamin is maximum DILF energy. At the same time, if I write fanfic I don't like it if my friend's characters and mine are interested in the same person. So there's gotta be another option. But...Gojo? He seems like all the bad choices all my peers made in their 20s rolled up into a human being. I think there was an interview where the mangaka said he's be an awful partner. Choso? ...This feels like a bad choice. Like an Illumi Zoldyck-level Bad Choice. But it's a terrible choice that I am willing to explore. I've sometimes thought of the idea of humans becoming curses as opposed to sorcerers. I wonder how he would react to someone who was similar to him--but not related. I get slightly yandere vibes. Like consider: Sorcerer curses a family that has fucked the sorcerer over--that curse is stuck in the family as a daughter that destroys the family from the inside out. Eventually, that daughter marries and has her own family--and child that she attempts to destroy. Maybe she even tried to have a bunch of kids to torture--but only one made it. And it's the half-curse daughter who leaves the family and meets Choso. She's the 'big sister' to the souls of her siblings who didn't make it. Like he's the big-brother. Naoya? Awful choice. Clearly an asshole and abusive. Like Hisoka-level bad choice. DO not pass Go. Do not collect $200.

Powers are relatively easy for me to think up. Love interests are another matter entirely.

[capri-ramblings]

Octo boi coming your way (✯ᴗ✯) Took a different portrayal of yandere for Azul here cause I stumbled on a lot of fanart of him when he *coughs* over blots *coughs* and aside from him going crazy, there were some who made it seem like he was in a very painful situation, so I thought why not some sad boi yandere infatuated Azul,right? Hope you like it! The dialogue starter for this also came from @yandere-daydreams (*´ω｀*)

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[Twisted Wonderland Shorts]

Yandere!Azul X Reader/MC (Gender neutral)

Warning: Mentions of physical abuse and non-con relationship.

"Don't touch me!" Pushing back from Azul's embrace, you swatted the hand he'd extended to touch your cheek with great distaste. The look in your eyes boring into his soul.

The silver haired male ceased his movements, although he didn't really move to give you any space. Then again, ever since you broke the terms of your contract and Azul had you be near him as often as possible, you couldn't remember the last time you had any time to be by yourself.

It was suffocating but he didn't seem to take notice of your discomfort, or maybe he did and he just didn't care.

"Oh? What's wrong,little prefect? You have such an ugly look on your face", Azul's lips were stretched upwards yet it was far from a smile. The blandness in his tone giving you an irksome feeling twisting in your stomach.

You attempted to look haughty, to not let him see how small he made you feel, so you jerked your chin up and furrowed your brows,lips pursed.

"Don't call me that,Azul. You know I hate it when you do"

"And why not?" He laughed, tilting his head to the side. "Isn't that what everyone calls you?"

"Deuce and the others are different." You said coldly. "They're my friends and they'd never put me in a situation where I always feel at a disadvantage"

Azul arched his brows then. Something in the glistening of his eyes making you up your guard.

"Oh? I see. " Then he laughed, an almost tyrannical look on his face. "That's interesting, when you say 'They would never put me in a situation where I always feel at a disadvantage', what are you actually refering to? All they do is make you run errands for that crow masked eccentric, errands you never wanted to be involved in the first place"

"That's not the same!" You were almost screaming, your temper simmering on edge. You knew he was just patronising you so he could catch you off guard, but the words that came from his mouth were hard to not listen to.

"You're a manipulator,Azul. My friends aren't."

"You're right" He said, nodding his head, "They're idiots"

You gritted your teeth, irritation prickling your senses.

"So,you agree that you're a manipulator then?"

"Me? Oh, of course not. After all, I never forced anyone into making a contract with me. I'll admit my hand in persuasion but at the end of the day, the choice was theirs" He paused, smiling almost too sweetly at you before he continued with an airy gesture of his hands.

"It was yours too. I never pushed you into signing anything you didn't want to"

"And now I'm your slave." You shot back to which Azul, the ever so sly creature he was, responded with a swift movement of his limbs and caged you in an embrace. Pulling you by your waist and closing the gap between you both.

"Slave? Don't sell yourself too short,my small, unfortunate seashell. You're far above all the rest. I see you more of a lover than a slave," his lips pouted, hands tracing your form as you struggled against him.

"Maybe you'd be happier if you accepted that fact"

"Never!"

His grip on you tightened to a frightening degree and the way his eyes seemed to beam at your helplessness at the moment made you shrink back.

"Let go of me" You demanded, suddenly out of breath, but Azul only smiled in response.

"Hm, what about, no?"

"Azul—"

His hands found your neck faster than the your words found its spite. Constricting the air in your throat as he pushed you up against the wall. His eyes glimmered like something underneath the deep sea waiting to leap out from its depth.

You let out an awkward squawk, hands grabbing at him desperately which earned a laugh from the silver haired male.

"Is that your attempt at fighting back? Come now," He placed more pressure on your neck, his thumb pressing the nub of your throat. "I know you can do better."

"...A-Azu..l" Your fingernails bit into his skin but all he did was watch as your attempt proved to be futile, until your eyes rolled into the back of your head and you began to feel limp in his grasp.

You felt the relief of being released rushing through your blood. As you fell to your knees, taking in air to fight the light-headedness plaguing you, Azul chuckled as he too got on his knees to have you stare at him at the same eye level.

"Like a fish out of water." He cooed,one hand cupping your chin. You wanted to snap at him but your throat felt sore and words weighed heavy on your lips, so you simply averted your gaze from him, jaws clenched.

"Say you love me" He said softly. Too soft it made your ears ring and stomach wrenched. You knew where he was getting at. Ever since you first met him, you admitted that Azul was someone who took your attention the most. He was smart, both in theory and practicality. Someone who took effort in what he did even when it was scheming up a horrible deed, and someone skillful enough to go against a system without having to face consequences.

He had pride in his contracts and he knew the value of people.

One day, you simply told him. You didn't think much of it. Never really crossed your thought that he had been interested in you at all. Especially when you were the reason he had to let go of 200 over students he'd managed to enslave.

Thus you said, "You're a fine one,like a pearl in an ocean. I think that's why I like you"

And, thus, he fell.

Unfortunately,you didn't quite break his fall. Not on time, at least.

"My crafty seashell,would that be so hard to say?" Azul's words so close to you his breath brushed against your skin brought you back to your senses, but when you tried to push away again, he held both your wrists. Clamping on them as hard as before.

"All of this would be very different if you did"

"You know I'd be lying to you and myself if I did that,Azul" You said through gritted teeth. Your body trembled against his and Azul felt your fear of him as if it pumped through his own veins.

His heart seemed to tightened like it was caught and constricted by fishing nets, and he wanted to scream.

He pushed you against the wall again, bringing your wrists up over your head. When your eyes locked with his, you saw something you didn't think him of all people would actually show.

Longing. Then, frustration, and finally, anger.

"If you don't say it, seashell, then I'll make you. I'll string you up with a wire cord and let you bleed out if I have to"

You flinched at his words,eyes closing.

"Azul,stop!"

"Stop? You want me to stop? I can and I will" He shifted his grip, allowing him to lean into you until your foreheads touched. The look in his eyes were wild, a whirlpool of madness.

"So say it won't you? I just need you to say you love me"

[thatweeboverthereisthirsty]

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Possible warnings: NSFW, mental health challenges, bullying/abuse, injury, major character death, substance use/abuse, etc. 

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Things I will write:

- Headcanons, Interactions, Scenarios, Text posts, Commissions

- NSFW: Will not write any form of non-con, yandere nsfw, extreme gore, bodily fluid/solids play, extreme beastiality (completely animal characters, ex: Jack in full wolf shift), OC requests, pedophilia

- Yandere: I am not entirely familiar/comfortable with all levels yandere so I will not write any extreme violence, sexual interactions, murder of other named characters

- Reader death, (ex: hanahaki disease, angst requests, ghost reader, accidents)

- Character x Character (ships I write for are in specific fandom rules) (no incest!)

- Character(s) x Reader 

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Agree or not, if I see intentional disrespect towards any of these groups person will be blocked! Thank you.

[amusedyan]

Another Yandere-verse Concept

Okay, yet another @yandere-daydreams yandere verse concept that i’ve been thinking of.

Rule of Rose, for those of you that don’t know, is a disturbing horror game that came out at the end of the PS2 life cycle. Due to a marketing backfire it was banned in several countries and currently is one of the most difficult PS2 games to obtain, let purchase at a reasonable cost (I have a friend who purchased it for over $200- according to her, it was worth it because it came with the original manual). 

The game’s mechanics got the short stick due to budget cuts and time limits, and it increases the difficulty level to unfair proportions.

But the story.

Oh the story.

In Rule of Rose you play as Jennifer, a young woman returning to the orphanage she was raised in to uncover the secrets of her childhood that amnesia has robbed her of. 

Rule of Rose is basically what happens when you take Alice in Wonderland, breed it with Lord of the Flies, stick it in an orphanage in the post WWI England and leave it to the wolves.

For those of you who want to investigate the plot of the game itself, check on youtube, there’s plenty of cinematic comps. Be warned that physical, emotional and mental abuse are featured very blatantly, sexual abuse is strongly hinted if not outright stated, animal death plays a large part of the plot, although it is off-screen, and bullying is very blatant.

But yes, basically in Rule of Rose you have a group of isolated children being abused by their caretakers who go feral and create their own caste system. 

I got to thinking about how much more volatile the situation would be if all the children were yanderes with no darling. I mean think about it- yanderes are unstable to begin with. Stick them in a highly abusive situation, in relative isolation, and it’s a mess waiting to happen.

Enter Jennifer.

See, in the scope of the plot, Jennifer’s character stays so docile and scared and sweet and abused for the majority of the game. Then you see her stand up for herself, draw her line in the sand, and take no more.

And then the rest of the orphanage falls in line.

So in this example, Jennifer is the darling.

The darling would be abused, broken, forced to bend to their will until she doesn’t anymore, and then she discovers that she has the power.

They want her attention, they want her to love them.

They want to hurt her.

They want to keep her safe.

They want her to belong to them.

There’s a brief time where they manage to all work together and share.

Then they don’t.