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Dating Yandere Eddie Gluskin would Include:

He'd be very obsessed with you, not letting you out of his sight and always following you around. He wouldn't accept rejection or take no for an answer either. he'd also get violent at a snap of the finger and would insult you for not accepting him. overall a very manipulative and possessive person. Note that he'd only be this way with you, not with other people

He'd also be very controlling. Forcing you to change your appearance to his liking and would refuse to accept anything other than this. He would also be very jealous and paranoid that you'd betray or abandon him for different people and would do anything to make you stay.

He would be very emotionally volatile and would often shift between love and rage over the slightest thing. You'd never know when the next outburst would come or what would trigger it. He'd also be emotionally manipulative and would try to make you pity him, often using his traumatic past as an excuse for his behavior.

He would be very possessive, not allowing you to leave him or the premises, and would try to control every aspect of your life, constantly trying to mold you into his ideal partner. He would also be very vindictive if he ever felt betrayed. He would try to get back at you in any way possible, including physically and emotionally hurting you, and would show no remorse for his actions. In spite of all this, he would display moments of tenderness and affection towards you, often in a twisted way which he would justify as love.

His paranoia would often result in stalking and surveillance. He would want to know all of your whereabouts and movements and would also be very protective of you, frequently physically restraining you when he felt you were in danger. He often displays possessive and controlling behaviors, wanting to limit your social interactions with other people and becoming jealous over anything.

The Groom is very much a product of his abuse and trauma, having an incredibly warped view of love and relationships as a result. He would likely project his own insecurities and self-hatred onto his partner, controlling and manipulating you in an attempt to get you to fulfill an emotional need. Despite his violence and aggression, there is a deep sense of emotional pain and loneliness within him. However, he would not be able to fully let anyone inside his walls due to his fear of rejection and abandonment. He would be in a constant cycle of self-torture and self-hate.

He's very aggressive and has no qualms about fighting back if necessary. He's very strong, as evidenced by his large muscular build, and would be able to easily overpower most people. He might also fight dirty and wouldn't be afraid to use weapons either. Overall, he's not the kind of person who would hesitate to throw punches if he feels you cross the line with him.

He would be very controlling even on dates. He'd likely be very insistent on taking you somewhere romantic and secluded where no one could see you and would insist on picking you up from your house to ensure you don't talk to anyone or try to leave. He'd also be very overprotective on dates, not wanting you to go anywhere near other men and keeping a watchful eye on you.

If he's in love with you and you do accept his advances and show affection back to him, he'd be very affectionate and clingy with you. He would be all over you physically, giving you constant hugs and kisses, and showering you with compliments and praise.

He'd reward you when you accept his affection and do what he says. He'd buy you gifts and do things for you that you want, but if you upset him or cross the line he'd punish you physically or emotionally. He'd also make sure that you would never leave him or stray by isolating you and controlling you as much as he could.

His punishments would be based on your behavior and how much you've "wronged" him. It could range from taking away your freedoms by isolating you and making you stay with him, to physically harming you, or emotionally hurting you by insulting you or making fun of you.

He'd become extremely upset and do everything in his power to prevent it. He'd likely become physically aggressive towards the person trying to get you away and would threaten and intimidate them. He would also likely isolate who's trying to help you leave completely, keeping them in his sights at all times and not letting you go outside without him. Ultimately, it would be very difficult for someone to try and get away from him, and would likely need outside help.

If you tried leaving on your own, He'd likely become extremely upset and would do everything in his power to find you and bring you back. He would use any means necessary to locate you and then physically bring you back or hold you against your will where you can't leave him. He'd become incredibly possessive over you and would not let you leave under any circumstances.

Mount Massive Asylum is a bleak and depressing place full of violence, fear, and insanity. It's a perfect breeding ground for this yandere and you. You would constantly be on guard for your own safety not even just against Eddie. You would have to constantly monitor and manipulate other's emotions to keep the fragile bond alive and stop it from imploding. It would be a place full of suspicion, lies, and manipulation, all done in the name of "love" in Eddie's eyes.

Yes, he would definitely have misogynistic tendencies when it comes to how he treats you. He would see you as a lesser being and an object that exists solely for his satisfaction, and would often degrade and insult you. He would likely constantly refer to his partner as "bitch", and other various misogynistic names and slurs, viewing you as property for his own pleasure.

Don't think you're completely safe from his ideals mutilation, you would be right there with him, seeing every bit of the action as if showing you what could happen. He'd want you to feel every moment of the fear, the pain, the desperation... It's all part of the thrill for him. And don't worry, he'd make sure you survive. A little maiming here and there, maybe some scars to remember him by, but nothing too serious. After all, he wants you around for future... fun times.

If the groom and you were to actually get married, the marriage would be very one-sided and he would maintain control over you and would become more controlling and possessive. He would make the decisions for both of you and would not be open to any input from you. He would expect you to be completely subservient and compliant, doing whatever he says without question. You would have very little say in the relationship and would have to live according to his rules and wishes.

If you were to have children with the groom, he would likely view them as extensions of himself and would raise them as per his desires and beliefs, and would likely treat them in a similar way to how he treats you. He would also be very controlling of the children as well and would expect them to obey and submit to him in the same way as his partner. He would likely instill his beliefs and worldview into them from an early age, and would not tolerate any questioning of his authority or any deviation from what he considers acceptable behavior.

The groom would likely be very upset and disappointed if you couldn't or didn't want to have children, as having children was one of his main goals for the relationship. He'd likely continue to pressure you into having children even if you were unable or not willing to, eventually resorting to physical or emotional coercion and manipulation. If you still refused to have children, he would likely become angry and resentful towards you, blaming you for not being willing to do what he wants and potentially punishing you for it.

"You're just the one my dear, the perfect specimen for my art. The perfect wife, your flaws make me love you so much more, I'll remove them all, piece by piece till you are nothing but perfection. My angel, my love, my perfection."

Facials - He loves to shoot his load directly onto his partner's face, watching as you struggle to keep up with swallowing all of his cum.

BDSM – He also appreciates the structure and rituals associated with traditional bondage scenarios. The use of restraints, blindfolds, collars…all these elements add an additional layer of excitement for him.

Teasing - Playing mind games with his partner by denying you an orgasm or touching you just enough to keep you wanting more but never giving in fully is a huge turn-on for him.

Objectification - Treating you like an object rather than a human being during sex. Forcing you to perform degrading tasks or behave like furniture because you belong to him and exist solely for his pleasure.

Degradation - Putting you down verbally or physically, making you feel worthless and insignificant in comparison to him especially when he's angry, is extremely arousing to him. He loves hearing you beg for mercy while he continues to dominate and humiliate you.

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Do you have any headcanons on teenage Eddie and his relationships? Like the first women he murdered, maybe?

I like the way you realistically portray him compared to everyone else so I was curious x3 Thanks either way!

Well it's definitely been a while!!

Hey guys, sorry for being inactive about writing.

(Here's another head canon about my favourite man)

(massive trigger warning, I, myself, am a feminist. I do not support abuse against women nor men and all I've written here doesn't equal that I'm romanticising abuse and violence towards any victim of emotional, physically, sexual and verbal abuse. Viewer discretion is advised.)

Bonus: the girl is "****" and faceless because this victim hasn't been discovered yet.

The year is 1984 and our Eddie is 18 and he finally met a girly, a fine eye-candy. He was head over heels for this girl named *****.

He bought her flowers, made his first dress specifically for her and put it in a nice gift with a red ribbon.

At 18, he likely wouldn't have fully descended into madness yet. Correct? (Yes, No, he wasn't diagnosed yet so no one knew it nor noticed it at first, the quote "there were no signs" is what they'd always say)

At the age of 18 I can Imagine he’d probably be outwardly charming (yknow how mfs at the time looked like God's favourite angels, yeah, that kind of look) but also with an unsettling undercurrent—the kind of guy who knows how to put on a polite and well-mannered front but has a deeply twisted perception of love and relationships.

We already know Eddie as the over-romanticize old-fashioned ideals, he was always obsessed with the idea of the "perfect wife" even then. At the time, he works at his father’s tailor shop (or a similar job)..

Teenage Eddie Gluskin with a voice that has a mixture of eerily soft-spoken and suddenly intense-like, it's like a mood shifter, one moment he’s a gentleman, offering to carry something for someone, and the next, he’s saying something that makes people uncomfortable but not in an obvious way.

Eddie gluskin who writes obsessive love letters about *****, keeping them all piled up in his little memory box, saving it for the "anniversary".

If he’s in high school, he’s probably the well-dressed guy that teachers like because he’s polite, but students get weird vibes from. He wouldn’t have had the means to act on his darker impulses yet, but they’d definitely be simmering under the surface...But Eddie was planning a special day..

( February 14th 1984) Valentine's Day.

- This month is considered Eddie's month and he decides to celebrate this special moment with none other than his dearest, *****. After high school, he planned the entire day and how it's gonna go with very. specific. detail. Like following a script. From what he'll say to you when he picks you up from your daddy's house, to how he's gonna pour your favourite drink and how he will propose.

Unfortunately, *****, that poor girl wasn't quite comfortable with this sudden approach after getting picked up from her daddy's house. Eddie assured her father that she's in good hands and that he will have her home back at six. Throughout the date, she made little "harmless" jokes on how she didn't wanna settle down yet. This statement hit Eddie like a passing truck.

His gaze lingered towards her, his laugh was almost too polite..

"what do you mean, dear? You're a woman. That's what you're sent here to do..."

*****, still uncomfortable but couldn't bear the risk of showing any kind of weakness, laughed along and nodded her head slowly, but deep down she feels like she's trapped with someone who's not quite right.

(this is someone's life by the way.)

A trip to a fine restaurant and Eddie was pulling a chair for his lady so she could sit down. He asked the waiter if the chef could prepare dessert that carries the name dark-red, a heart shaped mini cake that has the taste of chocolate but also strawberry filling inside.

He's serious when it comes to every. Little. Detail. Would be a damn shame if one thing went wrong.

**** was enjoying the meal he ordered for both of them, Eddie knows just what she likes and dislikes.

4:36 PM

The sun was still shimmering with the sky showing pink and blue with a little yellow tones.., and yet the temperature was a bit mild given that February is still pretty much a cold month.

Nevertheless, Eddie just needs to give her one final touch of his love.

A walk through the Park the evening air was crisp, laced with the scent of damp leaves and distant chimney smoke. The park was quiet at this hour, the sun dipping below the horizon, casting everything in a soft orange glow. The gravel crunched beneath their feet as they walked side by side, his arm barely grazing hers.

Eddie was dressed neatly, as always, a collar buttoned, tie perfectly in place, shoes polished to a shine. He looked like he had stepped out of another time, like he didn’t quite belong among the joggers and couples pushing strollers. He carried himself with a certain pride, but there was something else beneath it too. Something hungry.

"It’s nice, isn’t it, my love?" he said, voice smooth, warm. "Peaceful. Just the two of us."

**** nodded, forcing a smile. "Yeah. It’s nice."

She felt his eyes on her, studying, searching. He had been watching her all night—not in an obvious way, but in a way that made the air feel thicker, made her skin prickle like something wasn’t quite right.

They both finally sat on a nearby bench, a gentle wind stirred the trees, leaves rusting like whispers. The lamppost flickers on, stretching long shadows across the pavement. It's one of those days where the sun sets down very quickly.

Eddie looked at ****, tempting but also nervous, he pulled out a gift out of a paper bag that he's been carrying with him throughout the entire time he's been with her.

"I got you something, darling."

He pulled out his memory box, it's a bit worn out but it's holding itself pretty well.

Her stomach twisted.

She opened the box carefully, and inside there was a pile of folded letters, dry rose petals and a picture frame with her picture in it.

Eddie had a twisted smile the entire time he was looking at her. He can genuinely feel his heart pounding when he was certain it's all gonna end well for the both of them.

"it's all the moments I've written down in a poem just by being next to you makes me enter this world of fresh air and warmth, my love, read every last one of them.., read how much you mean to me.."

Page after page, filled with devotion so intense it made her stomach turn. Her hands shook as she was devastated to discover that some were dated before they had even met.... Her pulse hammered in her ears when she finally looked up. Eddie was watching her. Smiling.

"This is… a lot, Eddie"

Eddie was confused and definitely not happy with the response "a lot? That's all you have to say after I've poured my heart to you??.." that honey-like-tone was no longer present and that look in his eyes shouldn't tell her twice to get out of there..

"I...just can't process all of this at once, Eddie, I apologise but-"

"- But what." He cut her off like he knew where she was going with this.

"......." A moment of silence brushes through her trying to keep both calm and structured while secretly battling a battle between her anxiety and paranoia that triggers a flight or fight response.

She slowly yet surely closed the box and sat up

"I just don't think we should carry on with this relationship any further, this is moving too fast for me.."

He stood up too fast, the man she once knew took off his mask and dropped this romantic persona and over-the-top-charming appearance. It was NOT supposed to end this way.. He lowered his head with sheer disappointment, all the efforts, all the time wasted...He lifted his head up to look back at ***** again, one last time.

" And here I thought you were different."

Then, everything happened so fast for her. He used all his force with one hand to grab her by the throat and swiftly pick her up with no hesitation nor struggle. She dropped the present, it caught her by surprise that her own two feet are no longer touching the ground below her. ***** hands are busy trying to use all her power and strength to set herself free from his iron grip..

"I don’t want to hurt you, sweetheart, but you’re making this very difficult. So please, don't make this more difficult than it has to be"

His voice was still soft, still careful like he was scolding a misbehaving child. She clawed at his grip, kicking out, but he wasn’t letting go. While remaining focused looking into her eyes, one hand that wasn't busy reached for the pocket of his pants and pulled out a long, sharp and slender blade honed to a razor's edge. The handle was smooth, fitted for a firm grip, darkened with sweat and time. It was wooden, aged and polished from use, or maybe perhaps wrapped in leather, molded perfectly to the shape of a hand that had held it far too often.

"Well, I guess this is goodbye, my love.."

Her feet kicked uselessly, scraping at the air, her hands clawing at his wrist as his fingers tightened like a steel vice around her throat. The world blurred at the edges, her lungs burning, legs thrashing for purchase that wasn’t there.

Eddie watched her struggle with something almost loving in his eyes, his lips parting in a soft sigh.

"Shh, sweetheart… don’t fight it."

He aimed the knife towards her stomach and he was sloppy with it, it was the first stab.

The knife plunged into her stomach, sharp, quick, brutal. A sickening shhk of steel splitting flesh. Her body lurched, a strangled gasp ripping from her throat, but he didn’t stop.

Another stab. Then another.

Her muscles convulsed with each thrust, her blood slicking his fingers, warm and thick. She felt the blade carve through her insides, tearing through tissue, through veins, through her.

He wasn’t gentle and he sure as hell wasn’t slow.

Eddie drove the knife into her over and over, relentless, feverish. Each thrust sent a fresh jolt of agony rippling through her body, her vision flashing white as her strength drained out of her faster than she could process.

Her head lolled back, her body growing limp in his grasp, but he still wasn’t done.

"whore" he murmured, breathless, almost reverent. Another stab. "You and all the other sluts deserve to be put in your place.." Another. "You should’ve loved me. I would've loved you always.."

The final thrust into her bladder sank deep, so deep..Her lips parted, but no sound came out. Just a wet, shuddering breath, a death rattle..Eddie finally let her go, letting her crumple to the ground in a broken heap. Blood pooled beneath her, soaking the dirt, staining his shoes. He decided to throw her into a nearby river near the park, leaving her body to be discovered by strangers walking by.

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