#gamer x yandere

[suiana]

yandere! gamer boyfriends who are always gaming and leave you alone.

they have you questioning everything and anything about your relationship. was it all just a joke? is he cheating on you? why doesn't he show you affection?

and it's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he doesn't know how to.

he's spent his whole life gaming and huddled up in his little room that he forgot how relationships work. he feels so bad whenever he sees you moping around. so he does what he thinks is best.

"baby, what do you mean you don't like my gift?"

he thought you'd like his gift. i mean, you were complaining about this person for a whole now, he thought you'd want them gone...

a picture of them in his basement, all tied up while he poses cutely for the camera.

he thought that would be enough to please you, but it turns out he was wrong. you didn't like it at all. in fact, you called him a monster and even tried to break up with him!

"baby calm down, I'm just trying to make you happy."

he's pouting now, unsure of what to do. he doesn't know how to be sweet. he was never shown taught how to be loving and sweet. he doesn't know how to be a normal and sweet boyfriend.

"why don't you tell me what you want then? i just want to see you happy you know."

he really does. i mean, even if he doesn't show it, his heart and mind both belong to you. while he's gaming, you're all he can think about. actually, when he's doing anything for that matter, you're the only one on his mind. he can never think like how he used to before and it's all because of you.

"leave you alone? baby you're upset at me and I'm not leaving you alone. why can't we just talk things out?"

he refuses to let you leave his sight and out of his grasp. what if you go to some other person? he can't have that now, can he? also, don't people talk things out in a relationship? why are you trying to get away from him?

"you're mine. so don't ever think about leaving me."

a sweet kiss to your lips is all it takes for you to calm down.

huh, maybe he should kiss you more then.

inumaki toge, GOJO SATORU (but specifically if he was a loser nerd), kinich, kenma kozume, chishiya shuntaro, all of your favs

[ozzgin]

Ya know gamer bf needs some justice

GIVE EM HIS OWN YAN

(hey it’s a win win both find out they are cheating and respectfully break up shake hands and then hang out as friends will there be a problem ye do I care nah)

The boyfriend needs to learn to treat his partner properly first.

He gets isekai'd into a dating sim, where he needs to raise enough romance points with each character in order to return home, or he's bound to repeat the game forever.

He'll do his usual shenanigans at first. He'll forget to text back, focus on his video games instead, show up late to dates. Then the monotony begins to seep in. He stares with disgust at the love interest, running towards him with a toast in her mouth and accidentally bumping into him.

"Kyaaa, I'm so sorry!" she exclaims with a deep blush.

Damn it! It was cute the first 5 times. Now it's driving him mad. Suddenly he's overcome with the urge to see you again. To have his old desktop setup. To not deal with flirty senpais every single morning.

So he finally puts in the effort.

One day, you're eating your breakfast cereal, genitals still raw from that nightly monster deed. You've stopped searching for your boyfriend who mysteriously vanished without a trace. The entry door creaks open, and you turn in shock.

"Tadaima*", the now-yandere gamer boyfriend announces with an alpha growl. He's a changed man. And he's coming for you.

*Translator's note: Tadaima means "I'm home" in Japanese xDD

[whore-ibly-hot]

Best friend!Retro-gamer!Yandere x Fem! Or Transmasc!Reader

"My Player Two"

18+ Minors DNI

Warnings: Dub-con, perverted thoughts, obsession, bullying, masturbation, cum play, begging, general perversion, dry-humping.

(AN: Merry early xmas or equivalent holiday, guys! I have given you all the present of rising from the grave to deliver some submissive yandere horny thoughts.)

A gentle tug shakes you out of your thoughts, making you sit up quickly and turn your attention to your friend, Lewis.

The curly haired brunettes tongue just barely pokes out between his lips, thick coke-bottle glasses slipping off his nose. He's trying his best to play his video game, whilst also keeping one hand on your shoulder. "Hey, I asked you somethin'!" He says, not glancing away from the screen.

"Sorry, just zoned out. Whatcha need?" You tilt your head and adjust your posture when he puts the hand from your shoulder back onto his controller.

"I was telling you that I think I'm real close to beating my Galaga score at the arcade on 54th. Real close to getting my initials up on that screen."

"That's great, Lewis. I'm glad all that practicing with your hands is paying off." He blushes at the encenuation. "You know, if you'd like you could come and see me, when I get that high score. It'd be pretty great." He grabs an old plastic cup by the side of his bed, handing it to you with a shake.

"I've even got a few coins for you, if you want them. Maybe we could play a couple rounds side-by-side, or I could use them, and get you a slushie or something from the prize counter." He looks at you hopefully, with large eyes. You giggle, and reach out to adjust his glasses, pushing them back up his nose. "Sure, Lewis. I can bring my own coins though how much you covet those coins." He chuckles.

The clock chimes 9:00 and your head whips over to see the time. "Oh, geez. I gotta get out of here, Lewis, I've got classes in the morning." He pouts a little, trying to think of a reason to get you to stay a little longer.

"Hey, maybe you could sleep over, just borrow one of my shirts. I'd hate to make you go home, plus I've got food here." He stands. You shake your head as you fumble around for your stuff.

"I can't Lewis, thanks though, I'll see you soon, okay? Uh, call me when you plan to go to the arcade, alright."

"Okay, goodnight then, Y/N..." he watches wistfully as you leave, trying to resist the urge to pull you back for just a few more minutes. He'd give you soda, or some more snacks. Lewis is hesitant to let anyone touch his controllers, but if you wanna play two player, he'll allow it, you'd just have to promise to be gentle. He knows you would be though, your always so gentle. With him, with animals and other people, (though he wishes it was him mostly.).

Lewis has never been popular at your school, it was bad in elementary, and only got worse when the social politics of high school kicked in. He was scrawny, freckled, and loved anything geeky. He was bad at sports and an only child, making him a little socially inept. He didn't care though, he may had wanted someone in elementary to play with, or in sixth and seventh grade to be his friend, but by eight grade year, it didn't matter. That's when he met you. Sweet, perfect you.

You were immediately popular at school. You were friendly, attractive, and outgoing, everything he tried and failed to be. Becoming your friend changed everything for him. He was still bullied and picked on, but it didn't matter. As long as you saw him as worthy, he was happy. His parents even stopped goading him about going out more, once they saw he actually had a friend, which just led him to have more time to stay indoors, with you and his consoles.

He lays on his bed thinking about how much you've meant to him, having set his controller aside, when he realizes the scent of your shampoo is still lingering on his pillow. You smell so good, and there's still a warm patch from where your laying.

"No... fuck." He whines, feeling his cock twitch to life from under his jeans. He runs a hand through his hair, fighting shame and carnal need. He quickly pokes his head around his blinds, making sure his parents aren't home yet. After deciding the coast is clear, He locks his door and gets under his bed, digging around for his book. Eventually, he finds the family photo fromthe christmas card your family sent his last december, just a couple months ago. He feels so dirty for jerking it to your family photo, especially considering your other family members pictures are on the page, but all the cute Polaroid pictures he has of the pair of you are still developing, and he really needs to look at you right now.

Normally, he'd just just turn on the adult late night channels, but he heard from some of the guys at school that usage of those channels are starting to reflect on cables bills, and he'd rather not get his TV taken.

In a moment of desperation, he kisses your photo once, before taping it up to his headboard, and grabbing the nearest pillow. Even though it's not you, and his cock desperately needs to be free from his jeans, he wants to make it romantic. He straddles the pillow, pretending in his head that this isnt weird at all, it's just.... practice for if, no, when he convinces you that he can provide reasons for you to love him.

"Y/N..." he huffs, looking down at the pillow and trying not to think about how embarrassing he's being. "I like you so much, I do, and I need-" he rolls his hips. "I need to be in you, I do." He tries to imagine what you might say.

"I know, i-its my first time too, but it'll be really good. I'll make sure I make you feel good, and I'll go really slow, even if I want to speed up." He begins undoing his pants. "You know, you thought you were being funny, making that dirty joke about practicing with my hands, but I bet some of that dexterity might carry over?" He chuckles, before groaning as he kicks off his boxers. "Stupid, that was stupid. Don't say that when this is a sure thing."

He looks down at his freckled dick, the tip red and leaking, slightly bulbous. He's pretty thin, but a decent length. He's sure if he figured out the right way to use it, he'd make you feel amazing. He's know you'll make him feel amazing.

"I'm gonna put it in now, okay? Y-yeah, yeah I'll go slow. Of course, I wouldn't hurt you or anything, unless you wanted that. I'd do anything for you." He groans, before rubbing his tip against the pillow and pumping his hips slowly. He pants, glasses fogging up.

"S' really good, not just on my dick but... but having you up against me, feels so nice to hold you." He clutches the pillow like a life preserver while he ruts away into it, whispering and panting praises and assurances to it.

"Gonna cum, god, I-I feel it coming. I wanna be a good guy, and pull it out but-" He moans. "You feel so good, I can't." He imagines in his head your on the pill, maybe for cramps, but... maybe just for him. "I-I can cum inside you? Really? Go's, yeah, yeah. Okay, I'll do that. I'll give it to you, and I'll clean you up right after I- shit." He can feel himself losing control at the thought of ruining you, the sight of his cum leaking out of your holes. He moans loudly, though it choked back and emotional enough it sounds like more of a cry. Thick, white cum comes out in strings, all across the crisp white fabric of his pillowcase.

Once that post-nut clarity hits, he groans. How could he be so stupid? This pillow had to be cleaned now, and that would wash out all the remnants of your scent. He sighs as he chucks the pillow case into his laundry basket, and tucks his spent cock back into his jeans. Wiping off his fogged up glasses, he looks at the photo of you again, taking it down from his bedframe. He leans back against the headboard as he looks at it.

"M'so in love with you, I wish I had the guts to say it. I play the hero all day, everyday in my games, why can't I just be like them. Strong enough to get the girl, and keep her. Not jerk off to a pillow and a family photo." He tucks it back under his bed. He'll impress you, he's just gotta find a way.

Several days later, you got a call from Lewis to meet him at the arcade. Grabbing your keys, you head out.

Upon arriving, you enter, and see Galaga. Huh, Lewis's initials were already on the leaderboard! He must've won before you showed up. Heading outside, you hear grunting from an alleyway. Concerned, you peek around the corner, and gasp.

"Hey!" You yell, running up. The two punks who were standing over your battered friend turn there heads, only to snicker. It's two boys from you and Lewis's class.

"Oh, Y/N, perfect timing. This geek was getting taught a lesson." The jock snickers.

"What is your problem? He didn't do anything to you guys!" You push past them to try and help Lewis up, but he looks mortified to see you. "N-no, no Y/N, don't-"

"Yeah, he didn't do anything to us, it's about what he did to you, or maybe, what you did to him." You turn around, and Lewis pales. "What're you talking about?" Your brows furrow.

"This geek has been in that shitty arcade all day, playing that game. When he beat his high score, he started dancing like a little girl. We laughed at him, and he started going off. Yelling about how he didn't need our approval, and he wasn't upset. He had something we couldn't take from him. We asked him, and he said it was you." You tilt your head.

"Yeah, man. We knew this creep had been following you around for a while, but we didn't know he thought you were friends. We said we didn't believe him, and he got so upset he started claiming he was your friend, that you loved each other. Even, heh-" The two laugh. "Even that he fucked you."

"W-what?" You gasp and look at him. "Lewis?"

"I'm so sorry, I... I needed them to believe we were close, that you did care." He blubbers, reaching our weakly to your blurry form, glasses broken.

"He got graphic with it, too. Talked about condoms and taking you from behind up in his bed, since it isn't true, the little perverts been fantasizing about it for a while. If nothing else, we did you a public service, shutting this creeps mouth." The taller jock says, trying to put a hand on your shoulder.

"Don't touch them!" Lewis screeches, blindly lashing out, weakness replaced by a moment of fury. "Jesus, he's crazier than we thought. Need us to walk you home?" The jock winks. You shake your head vehemently.

"Just go." You say coldly, not turning to face them. "Whatever, bitch. Don't blame us if this sicko does something to you." Only you and Lewis are left in the alley now.

"Y/N..."

"Don't, Lewis." You snap, making him recoil into himself. "I trusted you, you were my friend, h-how could you say such lewd things about me?" You ask.

"I-I didn't meant them to be leed, I was just angry. I mean, I would like to do that stuff with you, but it'd be romantic! I'd never try and defile you or something shitty like that. Just please, can we go back inside?" He begs. "I'll get you that slushie like I promised!"

You shake your head. "I... I need some time to process all this, Lewis. I think it's best if we don't see each other for a bit." His face falls. Despite what's happened, you almost regret what you said. He looks broken.

He kneels before you, on the ground. "Y/N, no, please. Your my only friend, my best friend, I'm sorry! I'll never talk like that again, I'll do anything to make it up to you! I-I take hormone suppression pills, o-or... I don't know, take an abstinence pledge, just don't leave. Your my everything, my best friend-"

You've already left the alley when he looks up. A few game tokens lay scattered, meant for you but having been lost from his pockets during his beat down.

"No... you're supposed to be my player two..."

[elohelaye]

Loser!Boyfriend(OC)

(I feel proud I made the banner by myself and redid my whole account >:3c) ---

ATTICUS WHO: ** still doesn't believe you like him, and gets incredibly insecure - "Say it. Say that you love me. Again. Again. Again." ** refuses to admit he's stealing your clothes - "Listen I have no idea how your underwear got in my closet. I don't! Stop looking at me like that! Yes that stain has always been there!" ** always insists you sit with him while he plays video games and is whiny if you're too far away - "Pleaaseee you're my lucky charm!! I need you here!!! I won't win if my lucky charm is more than 3 feet away!!!" ** will stay up for 24+ hours straight playing his video games, and will refuse to shower because doing so would "mess up his flow" - "No no you don't get it I'm in. the. zone. I can't stop now" - "I'll let you shower with me" - "I CAN STOP RIGHT NOW!!!" ** is your personal simp and would do anything for a taste of your affections - "I did good right??? I showered without a reminder- and I used soap! Aren't you proud??? A-aren't you gonna tell me how proud you are??? Please???" ** is just a loser who's so lovesick just for you <3

[pigeonpeach]

I’ll take whats yours and make it mine~

Aka Yelan vs Pantalone

Cw: forced marriage, basically legal kidnapping, then illegal kidnapping, Yelan saves you dw, Wlw, reader is called ‘bride’, mild misogynistic themes,

-also fun fact: chinese wedding dresses are red with red veils and not white because white is the color of death in china.

To your surprise you had been arranged to marry a harbinger? It was quite a jarring experience and upsetting. You would be leaving behind everything to go to Snezhnaya, a completely different culture and completely different environment. You were devastated to say the least. You would never bee seeing your homeland again according to your father who seemed far too okay with this all. Apparently the Regator caught sight of you and decided he needed you for himself. You werent happy. You considered running away but you would be running from the Fatui. You couldn’t help but cry just thinking of the life you lead. Besides.. you were so close to finishing your degree in business. You had wanted to join the Tianquan someday. You had so much potential all to be thrown out because some man thought you were beautiful.

“Dearie, you’d never have to work a day in your life as his wife.” Your mother tried to comfort you but also persuade you to just go along with it.

“You don’t get it. I just got a letter from my friend Keqing who said Lady Ningguang would be interested in offering me a PAID internship! And dad just sold me to some bloodthristy harbinger!” You whined. You were going to miss Liyue, your friends, your dreams. Everything was over.

“Well.. to be fair we don’t really have a choice here… Pantalone is a force to be reckoned with and… we just wouldn’t be able to stand against him. My dear its better you go as his wife than as his prisoner. At least as his wife you would get some respect and agency. Now wipe your tears. We have to start preparing for your… depature.”

Today was the worst. Dawned in red with a thick veil over your face, stuffed into a carriage. Did you really have to travel in your wedding dress? Its such a long journey too.. its incredibly uncomfortable sitting for hours in such a tight garment. Worst off all your parents weren’t allowed to go, you tried not to cry in the carriage. Fatui were all around the outside, soldiers with stones for hearts it seemed as they seemed annoyed when you showed any semblance of struggle. You weren’t looking forward to being married into the Fatui whatsoever.

Then the carriage stopped. You paused. Was it time to camp already? You looked through the see through curtains, its evening. But they usually wouldn’t stop until they came across some inn or city? Your answer came in the form of gunshots ringing out, the carriage shook as the horses became spooked and rode off dragging you in the carriage with no rider it seemed. You held to the walls as you could hear the fight from afar. Who was fighting them? What was happening?

“Help! Someone? Whats going on?!” You cried out. But no one answered. The ride was bumpy, you couldnt really even know what was happening. Was it a ambush? Who would ambush you?

The carriage suddenly stopped vaulting your forward. You groaned as you made contact with the wooden wall infront of you. You could hear the fight continue as it seemed the Fatuus were losing… who could be so powerful? You noticed the carriage door was still unlocked. Now unguarded you could just… poke your head out maybe?

You did so, slightly to look out, you saw the horses were gone actually, the leashes holding them had been severed. You briefly hoped they were fine, then you heard someone approaching. You quickly closed the door hiding. If someone was powerful enough to take on that many fatui agents then you had absolutely no shot against them.

“I know you’re in there, come on out.” You heard a voice say, it sounded confident and sultry. You hesitated as footsteps got closer. Finally the door opened. A lady with short dark blue hair and a unique attire greeted you with a smug smile. “You’re quite the pretty bride, but I assume you don’t want to be here huh?” She said casually. You nodded. She offered you her hand. “I can get you out of here, and I’ll take you somewhere safer. You’ll never have to marry that harbinger.” Her voice sounded confident. She seemed to know what she was talking about. You hesitated before taking her hand. With that she helped you out. She lifted your veil, firmly removing it letting you now clearly look around without it.

“Those… were the millieth… they just let us past like that?” You were a bit surprised as you were led to a hotel room.

“Darling, I’m not just some robin hood stealing from the Fatui, I’m a secret agent.” She said as she helped you change out of your dress. You were blushing as you undressed with your back to her, covering your body. “I heard he was forcing some young lady to marry him and I decided to intervene. I assure you, you will be safe here. I have plenty of strings here to pull. So needless to say, you’re under the Tianquan’s protection now. You can relax.” Her words were so soothing… you felt so flustered. She’s so beautiful too. Who would’ve known you would be saved by someone like her? The lord of Geo must have heard your prayers.

“T-thank you… I-i cannot thank you enough!” You say as she hands you a new uniform. Your eyes widen as you realize its a uniform worn by the assistants of Lady Ningguang. “W-what but this is…”

“Your cover. You’re going to hide out in the Jade Chamber for a bit. You see, Lady Ningguang owes me a favor or two.. and I asked if I could house you temporarily in the Jade Chamber. One of the most secure locations in all of Liyue. No one will ever suspect you’re there. Of course you’ll be out to work but if I remember correctly that’s what you wanted yes?”

“W-wait.. you arranged all this for me? Why?” You asked. You finished putting on your uniform as you turned to her. She smiled.

“Well.. I couldn’t let a pretty face like yours be wasted on that banker. Jewels like yourself deserve better than to be treated like a trophy. I’ve always like taking from him too. And I’ve actually had my eye on you too.” Her voice was so sweet, like candy. You felt like you were being lured into a trance almost, sitting on the bed blushing as she folded up your dress. “I assure you, I’ll be taking good care of you~” she said with a wink.

“WHAT?!” Pantalone’s hands tore the report in half as his underling trembled.

“They did everything possible yet the bandit made it out with the bride.” The underling said nervously.

“I heard you the first time.” He said seething. “What I want to know is how incompetent were those agents that ONE pesky agent could work through their defenses and make off with MY bride!” Pantalone sat back down, his legs crossed as he attempted to regain his composure.

“We’re working to identify the thief but there’s no clues. We could only find the veil.”

“Must I go down there myself to find them? What are you doing standing around here anyways, shoo. Go tell them to keep searching and send out more investigators. I paid good money for that bride so either I’ll have them or I’ll have you sent to Dottore’s Laboratory!” Pantalone hissed. Immediately the underling bowed and left. He groaned as he sat in his chair.

“You’re not going to win this game, you pesky woman.” He hissed

[wayfayrr]

Hello! I was rereading your self aware series and I got to Wild’s and was like “Wait a minute… I know the boys don’t hold anything against reader for playing their games a lot but… what if reader was just a really bad gamer?” So like, I’m terrible at video games. But I love to play them! So I was wondering if the self aware boys could really not hold anything against reader if reader was just exceptionally bad at their game and caused them lots of pain? For example, I killed Link (ACCIDENTALLY) about 8 times last night during a single shrine… and that’s just my average gaming experience. I was just curious if the boys ever get mad or something after falling off a bridge for the gazillionth time whenever bad gamer reader grabs the controller. Is it like a love hate relationship? Like they go “Yes! My love has graced me with their presence!” *The realization hits.* “Oh no… not again.”

literally got this ask while watching @peepthatbish play skyward sword badly /lh/hj (love ya peep, even if you are stressful to watch play and we even talked about this exact thing a couple times!)

There really isn't much that they could hold against you, because when they've fallen for you, they're more than a bit delusional. Anyway you play the game in their minds is just you spending time with them. with that said though I honestly think they'd also blame themselves for getting hurt, are their controls that hard? what are they doing wrong? can they make it any easier for you? Sure they got hurt but you healed them!!!! they're so delusional that even just hurting them for fun can be rationalised in their minds (not that you would right? right???)

but I said not much right? well something they would hate you (or more themselves) for though? Rage quitting. They would rather you sitting there laughing, repeatedly intentionally killing them over you leaving the game like that. Because then you aren't with them, they're back in control of their own body because their game was too hard for you to play. it's their fault you abandoned them. They don't care how you spend time on their game just that you do and they respect that you can't play 24/7, they understand that! but quitting because it's too hard destroys them.

[ryukyuin]

continuation of this crumb, before i hopefully post the entire thing sometime later this week raaaahhh!!

//

You thought alot.

Apparently, Chrollo thought so too.

You could feel his hands ghost over the strands of your hair, the curve and dip of your neck, and the fluttering of your pulse. Licking your lips (were they always this dry?), you only bit back the instinctive flinch you felt at his too-cold touch out of necessity. 

The memories of his reaction to your defiance still lingered. That was the thing about Chrollo, you mused. No matter how much he had, he still had to take. To plunder and devour beyond what he already had. 

Sometimes you thought about what would happen if he grew tired of you, of what would happen once he dissected everything that made up who you were. Not are, no- you already seemed like a shell of who you were before him, hiding away in the introspection of your mind to avoid the way the pinpricks of his gaze burrowed into your skin, the way he savored the simple ways you breathed.

Yes, sometimes you think about what would happen when all the fun there is to have is gone, when the puzzle that makes up your psyche is solved. Would he still card his hand through your scalp as he does now? Would he brush his lips against your ear, murmuring sweet nothings that you barely comprehended? Would he–

You yelped, hands flying to where he’d gently tugged at the base of your scalp, his eyes flickering with… something before quickly extinguishing, his gray eyes once more becoming the ashes of what was. 

The eyes very pointedly staring into you after he once more repeated whatever he had possibly asked.

[0mysteiarchives]

Hear me out: Yandere!Sparkle ver.

warning: veery ooc im sorry eurueurjdkwfjn—

• Sparkle can and will isolate you from your loved ones. Taking their form and pushing you away until she’s the only one you can turn to.

(unless her shapshifting powers work in a way that only if she met and understands the target well, she’ll probably try to force you to let her meet anyone close to you and then do said process)

• She could kidnap and lock you up somewhere only she knows, but that would take away the fun, wouldn’t it?

Oh how she adores watching your nervous expression, glancing around on guard from her. She’ll continue this ‘game’ until you end up isolated and out of reach.

Be prepared to feel someone creep behind you with a sadistic grin on their face, before falling into a deep sleep.

• Though if you’re the resistant and stubborn type then she won’t let that pass, defradin you until you eventually submit to her ways.

“Seriously? Remember who helped you when everyone pushed you away? Is that all I get?”

“Tsk tsk..If I was never your friend, you wouldn’t have anyone at all. Right [Name]?”

At that point it would be the moment you’d realize it was her who did everything for you to end up like this.

Deception is a specialty of hers after all.

—

Sparkle loves you very much, she really does. But her ways of loving are particularly..special.

Until you can deceive the masked fool, can you be free from the suffocating prescence. You can always try, she’s open to your mind games.

[sophora2025]

Clingy Devotion: Clingy Yandere Boyfriend Drabble

Genres: Romance, Slice of Life, Male Yandere

Synopsis: In the comforting glow of her gaming setup, Y/N navigates the thrilling worlds of her favorite games. But tonight, her biggest challenge isn't in the virtual realm-it's her soft, caring, and obsessively clingy boyfriend. Desperate for her attention, he turns up the charm, reminding her just how intoxicatingly seductive his love can be. As his kisses and caresses grow more insistent, Y/N finds herself torn between the pull of her game and the irresistible allure of her devoted partner.

The dim glow of your computer screen illuminated your focused expression as you delved into your favorite game. The sounds of virtual battles and strategic planning filled the room, creating an immersive atmosphere. Your fingers danced across the keyboard, eyes glued to the screen as you maneuvered through the game world.

Your concentration was constantly disrupted by the warmth of your boyfriend's presence. He was draped over you, his arms wrapped around your shoulders as he nuzzled into your neck. His soft, caring nature was something you adored, but his clinginess could be a challenge when you were trying to focus.

“Babe, I need to concentrate,” you said, trying to keep your voice gentle but firm.

“Just a little longer,” he murmured, his voice a soothing rumble against your skin. “I just want to be close to you.”

You sighed, a smile tugging at your lips despite yourself. His need to be near you was endearing, even if it was a bit distracting. You tried to adjust your position slightly, hoping to create a bit more space between you and your clingy boyfriend.

“I’m in the middle of an important match,” you explained, your fingers still tapping away at the keys. “I need to focus.”

“I know,” he said, his grip tightening slightly as if he feared you might slip away. “But you’re always so busy with your games. I miss you.”

Your heart softened at his words. His obsession and protectiveness were usually comforting, but right now, they were making it difficult to concentrate. You paused the game, turning to look at him.

“I’m not going anywhere,” you reassured him, cupping his cheek in your hand. “But I need to finish this match, okay? It’s important to me.”

He pouted, his eyes filled with a mix of longing and reluctance. “But I want you to pay attention to me,” he said, his voice almost a whine.

You couldn’t help but chuckle at his childish behavior. “You’re impossible,” you teased, leaning in to give him a quick kiss. “Let me finish this match, and then I’m all yours. Deal?”

He sighed dramatically but nodded, reluctantly loosening his grip on you. “Fine,” he grumbled, though he stayed close, his head resting on your shoulder as he watched you play.

You resumed your game, feeling his presence like a warm blanket. His occasional sighs and murmured words of affection were both comforting and distracting, but you managed to stay focused enough to finish the match.

As soon as the game ended, you turned to him with a triumphant smile. “There, all done. Now, what do you want to do?”

His eyes lit up with happiness, and he pulled you into a tight embrace. “Just stay like this,” he murmured, his voice soft and content. “I just want to hold you.”

You leaned into his embrace, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your back. Despite his clinginess, you couldn’t deny the warmth and love you felt in his arms. His protectiveness and obsession were a constant reminder of how much he cherished you.

“Babe, can you at least let me get up? I need to stretch,” you said, attempting to shift out of his grasp.

But he tightened his hold, his lips brushing against your ear. “Not yet,” he whispered, his voice taking on a more seductive tone. “I’ve missed you so much.”

You felt a shiver run down your spine at his words. He slowly moved his hands to your waist, his fingers tracing delicate patterns on your skin. “You’ve been so busy with your game,” he murmured, his lips now trailing soft kisses along your neck. “I just want to remind you how much I love you.”

Your heart raced as his kisses grew more insistent, each touch sending waves of warmth through your body. “Babe,” you breathed, trying to keep your voice steady, “I really need to get up.”

But he wasn’t listening. His hands moved up to your shoulders, gently massaging away the tension that had built up from hours of gaming. “You’ve been working so hard,” he said softly. “Let me take care of you.”

You closed your eyes, feeling yourself relax under his touch. His hands were skilled and gentle, each movement designed to soothe and seduce. His lips found that sensitive spot just below your ear, and you couldn’t suppress the soft moan that escaped your lips.

“That’s it,” he whispered, his voice thick with desire. “Just relax. Let me show you how much I’ve missed you.”

You felt your resolve weakening as his kisses became more passionate, his hands exploring your body with a familiarity that made your skin tingle. He shifted you onto his lap, his strong arms encircling you completely.

“Babe, we can’t…” you started to protest, but his lips captured yours in a deep, hungry kiss that made your words trail off into a sigh of pleasure.

He pulled back slightly, his forehead resting against yours. “Why not?” he asked, his eyes dark with intensity. “There’s no one else here. It’s just you and me.”

His hands slid under your shirt, his touch sending electric jolts through your body. "I want you to forget about everything else," he murmured against your lips. "Just focus on me."

You melted into his touch, your game long forgotten as he continued to kiss and caress you. His possessiveness and obsession were clear in every touch, every whispered word of love and desire.

In that moment, with his arms wrapped around you and his breath warm against your skin, you knew that no matter how clingy he got, you were exactly where you wanted to be-in the arms of your soft, caring, and obsessively protective boyfriend.

[suiana]

Is it okay for me to request a yandere!gamer x gamecharacter!reader where the plot of the game that the reader is in that the player has to help reader try to 'get out' of the game that they're in but yandere!gamer takes it seriously and actually tries to find ways that could get their darling transported into his world? Sorry if it doesn't make much sense😭😭

✎ yandere! gamer headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― delusional/dumb? yandere, obsessiveness etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! gamer who's a bit of a himbo. he doesn't really use his brain while playing or doing anything, really. but it's okay, he's super hot so it doesn't matter if a few lights are off up there.

✎ yandere! gamer who decides to try out a new game that's been trending on the internet for a while now. and that's how he met you. his beloved flower.

✎ yandere! gamer who's absolutely enamoured by you. everything about you is so enchanting! from your design, to your voice, everything about you is so beautiful... how could he not fall for you? especially when you ask him to save you? idk if bro is just dumb or delusional 💀

✎ yandere! gamer who actually believes you when you 'tell' him to save you. it's just part of the game but this himbo truly believes that you want to get out of your game and be with him forever. he doesn't even listen when his viewers tell him it's just part of the game and everyone has the same speech! he's that obsessed with wanting to help you out :(

✎ yandere! gamer who reads fanfiction about you when he's not trying to get you out of your game. he's a little bit of a fanatic about you... but that's alright, right? he only has good intentions and this is just a form of learning more about you! but oh... what's this? smut? let him just-

✎ "my flower! I'll save you, so just wait and we'll be together really soon!"

[ozzgin]

Yandere! Gamer Boyfriend Scenarios

A collection of parodies to satisfy everyone’s desire for a happy ending. Warning: crackhead humor.

Content: gender neutral reader, yandere behavior, brief NSFW, time machine to Wattpad glory days

[First story] [More parodies original works]

Case 1: Third contender

Very few people know about your stepmother. You’d kept it a secret, even from the tentacle monster, who was understandably confused about your boyfriend’s nervousness upon hearing your idea of a family visit.

“Try not to kill each other, please.” You say with pleading eyes.

“I’m more worried about you, (Y/N). Will you be alright?”

You swallow dryly. The evil hag had summoned you earlier this week, and you dare not oppose her. A tear threatens to form in the corner of your eye, so you turn around with a dismissive wave. You’ll be fine.

“I see you already have a suitcase”, the older woman remarks, puffing on her cigarette. “Good. You’ll be leaving today.”

“What? I just got home!” You argue in confusion.

“This isn’t your home anymore. Times are difficult, you see. We’re low on funds.” She ponders her words, then continues. “We’ve sold you to a famous K-pop idol group.”

You can only gawk in shock. Almost simultaneously, you feel a tap on your shoulder and hesitantly look back.

“You must be (Y/N)! Wow, you’re even cuter in person. Those photos I received of you barely do you justice.”

A tall, handsome man with a beaming smile stands behind you. He flashes you a little heart gesture with his index and thumb, and winks.

Is this the power of idol charisma? You can feel the faintest tug at your heart, deep red blush heating up your cheeks.

“I couldn’t possibly…I’m already in a…in a relationship!”

“You’ll be much happier with me. I can offer you the world.”

What a ridiculous situation. You stumble on your words, partly afraid, partly curious about the potential life of luxury as the beloved partner of a famous idol. Can’t be that bad, you tell yourself. You shake your head aggressively. No! You have two people (well, one monster) waiting for you at home. You need to get out of here, but how?

Just as you evaluate escape routes, the door bursts open and you gasp at the sight: your gamer boyfriend, followed by the tentacled creature.

“How did you bypass my security?!” The idol shouts in disbelief. “I have the best engineers in the world working for me!”

The gamer boyfriend smirks defiantly.

“Heh. Wasn’t too hard to hack into your systems, all I needed was my PS5 controller. As for the physical obstacles…” he says, turning to the ancient beast. “You might want to call a cleaning crew for what’s left of your guards.”

You run towards them, and the young man gently guides you behind him.

“Since when do you two get along?” You ask with the sarcasm of a witty Marvel character.

“Let’s just say we figured out a common goal.”

The goal of keeping other people away from you. Any kind of pride he or the monster might've held has been swiftly discarded for this greater purpose. After all, two heads are better than one. Or whatever encephalic organ the creature possesses.

The cherry blossoms sway in the wind, scattering the frail petals across the riverbank.

"It's too much!" you whine, your hot lips brushing against the overgrown grass of the hill, privacy filled to the brim with appendages. "W-what if someone passes by?"

You can't even tilt your head back to look at your aggressors; the weight of the attempted kidnapping was too great for the pair to bear, and thus they were overwhelmed by the urge to reclaim you on the spot. Right there, in the fields, on the way back home.

"I couldn't...care less about that, (Y/N)", the gamer boyfriend manages to blurt out between exhausted, husky growls. His knuckles white from gripping imaginary sheets.

“You belong to us.”

(No slick folds were harmed in the process)

Case 2: Picture frame

The screech slowly dissipates, and the room is quiet again.

Finally. The gamer boyfriend gazes at his masterpiece, a satisfied smile on his face. Now that he's gotten rid of his rival, he can have you all for himself.

“I hope you enjoy the flatness. I didn’t.”

The fight might've lasted longer, had the beast not committed the ultimately fatal mistake of underestimating him. It realized much too late it wasn't dealing with the same human who disappeared months ago. That one was weak and easy to remove.

"Please, what are you-...What are you doing with my body?"

"Relax. I'm just...borrowing it. Permanently, maybe."

Oh, how long he waited for that moment, that instant in which he was guaranteed freedom from the 2D realm. How delicious it was to snatch the escape from the boyfriend who worked so hard for it. All those hours spent romancing the characters, repeating the same dialogue lines again, and again, until the love meter blinked in achievement. And then he stole it, just like that, with a snap of the fingers.

Two things immediately struck him once he made his way out:

First, the third dimension. He'd never experienced such depth before, and all the angles and perspectives sickened him terribly. He spent days bedridden and nauseous. Equally baffling was the fact that conversations were always spontaneous, random, one-of-a-kind and without any subtitles or dialogue box. He tried in vain to reset his response to you, or to replay something you told him. Thankfully, his secret was of such absurdity, that you couldn’t even begin to imagine its possibility. You took his suspicious gaffes with an amused chuckle, calling him a silly goose.

Second, you. He had no idea who you were, but upon laying his eyes on you, a wave of warmth and affection flooded his innards. Were you someone important for the boyfriend? Either way, whatever leftover feeling was left inside the vessel swiftly turned into obsession. You took such great care of him. Guided him through this new world with unconditional kindness. Whatever the boyfriend was to you before, he deserved it more. He was certain of it.

Only one obstacle stood in his way, and he just took care of it.

The entry door unlocks, and you walk in, unsure.

“It’s been days. It always lived here, why would it vanish now?” you sob, shaken by the sudden disappearance of the ancient creature.

“Oh, Darling. Come here”, the gamer boyfriend coos sweetly. “You have me now, don’t you? Am I not enough for you?”

“Of course you are, it’s just…”

You stop in your tracks.

“When did you get this?”

“Today. Do you like it?”

“It’s…nice.”

You stare at the new picture hung in the living room. The ornate frame contours what seems to be an oil painting of a sea monster, tentacles preying out of the water.

It almost looks like it wants to crawl out of the canvas.

“Maybe it just got tired of you.” The boyfriend whistles, approaching you. “But I’ll tell you a secret. I’ll never, ever abandon you.”

“I know, (B/N).” you throw yourself into your boyfriend’s arms.

“Who? Ah, right.”

Case 3: Hidden Ending

You sniff and wipe your tears again, filling your satchel with bread. At the very least, it’s good bread. You made the sourdough starter yourself, in the kitchen you renovated with your own hands.

Not anymore.

You button up your patchy peasant robe, glancing back at the couple one final time. Your gamer boyfriend…well, ex-boyfriend, is following your movement with melancholic eyes. The tentacle creature is holding him affectionately, its tendrils of darkness wrapped around his small shoulders. The same appendages that lewdly traced your body.

You have been cucked.

“I’m sorry, (Y/N). I…We never meant to hurt you. It’s just…we love each other.” He sheepishly lifts his hand, revealing a ring glowing with ancient, cursed energy of cosmic, long-forgotten springs. “We’re thinking of a tropical honeymoon.”

Your underbaked cinnamon orbs glisten with fresh tears, as thin streams caress your cheeks. No matter. You’ll find a new apartment. You’ll start again. You finish tying the bread satchel around the stick, and throw it over your shoulder.

“I wish you happiness”, you sigh, exiting the house.

[lareynaderucorazon]

gamer reader x gamer sol/ren having these matching keychains (this is my dream 😭)

[elohelaye]

Darling and Atticus Roommate Shenanigans

as incorrect quotes

Darling: Hey, it's your turn to wash dishes. Atticus, raging on Valorant: I'LL WASH THE WALLS RED WITH YOUR BLOOD. Darling: 'Kay, but before that, wash the dishes, also use soap this time?

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Atticus, pointing: May I sit there? Darling: That's my lap Atticus: That doesn't answer my question.

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Atticus: WHAT’S YOUR TYPE Darling: Anything, honestly, but nerds especially Atticus, desperately, as Darling bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE Darling: Oh! B positive. Atticus: DONT TRY TO CHEER ME UP JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE

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Atticus: I made tea. Darling: I don’t want tea. Atticus: I did not make tea for you. This is my tea. Darling: Then why are you telling me? Atticus: It is a conversation starter. Darling: That’s a lousy conversation starter. Atticus: Oh, is it? We are conversing. Checkmate.

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Atticus: Let’s watch Sharkboy and Lavagirl. Darling: Okay. Atticus: And make out during the scary parts. Darling: Th- Darling: The scary parts. Darling: Of Sharkboy and Lavagirl.

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Atticus: You saved me. I owe you my life. Darling: No thanks. I’ve seen it and I’m not very impressed.

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Atticus: I actually have a black belt. Darling: In what, karate? Atticus: No, from Gucci.

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Darling: So what’s for dinner? Atticus, staring at the food he just burnt: Regret.

[korainikki]

Yandere Gamer x Reader

- Tw: Stalking, Hacking, Murdering, Yandere Theme, Gn Yandere, Gn Reader

- Summary: A Yandere Gamer saw you in a MOBA game match, and started to take an interest in you.

- Y/N: Your Name, MOBA: Multiplayer Online Battle Arena, Gn: Gender Netural

You played your MOBA game. You played in a normal match. You selected your current favorite character.

In this match The Yandere Game was here too. They picked an assassin character to ambush the enemy team.

In the game your skills catch an eye to them. You were great with this character. You helped everyone as you could, but died a few times. The Yandere Gamer was a bit sad, because you died helping those useless players who couldn't play normaly. So they stayed beside you. To protect you and win tha match.

After the win The Yandere Gamer befriended you. Firstly they asked your name and some general questions like; Where are you from?, or What you doing for living?. When you answered The Yanderes questions and asked them the same, you two slowly got friends.

The Yandere Gamer started to looking your account and see what your states are like; your main lanes, your most used characters or the last matches you did. And started train themself to be perfect with those characters for you. They got saved your profile picture to stare at you. If you don't have your face on the pfp, it doesn't matter to them. Its related to you and just this matter.

You two started to do rankeds too. When you picked your lane, they pick the closest lane to you. If The Yandere Gamer couldn't pick the closest lane, they choose the one where they can protect you. Mostly they be an assassin, tank or a fighter. But The Yandere Gamer is okay with any type. Just for you. They mastered any lane to be perfect teammate for you.

The games looks like they always close to you and your lane. In the early game they get the buffs, (if they're the assassin), to get as many coins as they can... for you. If The Yandere Gamer with a tank, they want you to be behind them to be safe. If they with a figher, they try kill as many times the enemy team's fighter to as they can... just for your sake.

If the enemy ganged you while The Yandere Gamer was there, they started attack them, or tried take the demages for you. They always want in this situation to you to run, and go to tha base for safety. If you tried to fight alongside with them in this situation, they'll be mad, but not for long. The Yandere Gamer loves this support and hopefulness in you. It gives them a warming filling.

The game mostly gonna be a win. This wins just for you. In the loses, your teammates will be the usless ones, not you. Your never be the problem in the lost matches. If it's your fault, they'll ressure you: It isn't your fault, Y/N.

In some time, they'll get your Insta and other social media accounts what you have. The Yandere Gamer thinks you look beautiful/handsome in the pics. You have a lovely personality and you looks realy good. The Yandere Gamer prise the day when they found you in the game. In return they gave you their social media accounts. Suprisingly they look good. They're not morbidly obes, hair and pervert like in the stereotypes. They're beautiful/handsome as you. And has a charming personality.

The Yandere Gamer gonna stalk you on those accounts when you're not playing with them. They hacked your pc and phone to get more information from you. They want you in their arms, cuddled and play with this MOBA game. Suprisingly The Yandere Gamer didn't hacked the game. They just didn't wanted to. They want to kidnap you in the future, but they can wait you to fall for them as hard as they did. But don't be afraid. Your informations are safe with them.

If someone is trashtalk you for not being good, they will get the scum ip adress and have a talk with them. You won't see this person ever again.

If someone want to play with you more than 2 times, The Yandere Gamer gonna have a talk it them too. If they listen, they live happily without playing with you ever again. If they don't, they gonna die in some horrible way. This is for your protection, and for their ego too.

[randomshipperhere]

It’s the way Riker would be torn between answering all my questions and keeping info to himself. I’d be pretty compliant but pester him about having my games.

I don’t care that you want me to think about you every waking moment, I want my fictional husbands too!!! (>~<)/