#rune factory 5 yandere!martin

[pastelvelvett-2nd]

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♡ Word count: 2,328

♡ Post type: Yandere x reader

♡ Taste: Bitter Indulgence

♡ Intensity: ●●○ (Medium)

♡ Yandere: Martin (Rune Factory 5)

♡ Reader pronouns: GN

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Ever since you moved into town, Martin felt like a switch has been turned inside his mind. He went from only thinking about completing his duties to only thinking about you and every aspect of you. He adored your voice, your kind and patient personality, your cute smile, your eyes, every aspect of you. His work really was the only thing preocupying him before he met you, so having his steadfast, almost obsessive attention switch to something else entirely was really shocking for him. For a long time, Martin hated himself for not being able to be more productive, but years of just working himself to the bone without once thinking about his own emotions lead him to be confused as to just why he was thinking about one person so much and just what he was feeling.

Whatever it was, it felt intense. Not something he felt much before. Feeling like he was stuck going in circles, he decided he needed to talk to someone about this. He wondered if that person should be you, but for some reason he couldn't place, he got incredibly flustered at the imagery his mind conjured up of him telling you this. Instead, Martin went to Darroch, trusting that his advice would help him get out of this rut he got himself in. Darroch upon hearing Martin describing his predicament only smiled coyly at first, letting out an amused chuckle. "Sounds like you have a little crush." He explained to the younger man matter-of-factly, earning a confused look from him. He really felt proud of Martin. Finally, he found not just something he loved other than blacksmithing, but someone he loved. Darroch assured him that he should relax, that it was perfectly normal what he was feeling.

'Is this really normal?' Martin thought to himself. It felt... Too intense. Did people experiance this all the time? There really wasn't any way to tell, was there? Something in the pit of his stomach told him something about this was wrong, but Darroch's encouragement eased his mind a bit. The days after that, he began feeling more comfortable with the idea. This must really be normal. Darroch said so, and he wouldn't doubt his judgement.

Martin started working less, much to everyone's relief. Don't get me wrong, it could still be seen as overworking, but for him it was great progress. Despite the fact that the two of you lived so close to eachother, Martin's overly reserved personality lead him to not really talk to you much. Not only that, but he straight up tried to avoid you before he had that talk with Darroch. But the encouragement pushed him to do what he realized he wanted to so bad; he started talking to you more. You were initially pretty surprised, since Martin really seemed like he didn't like you from your perspective. This of course couldn't be further from the truth, and you started maybe suspecting that he didn't afterall lately. Martin would often appear in spots you'd frequent, and every time he'd actually talk to you, instead of just telling you he's busy and storming off.

Conversation would be short, but he seemed more open with you than before. He started asking you how your day was, giving off the impression that he not only tolerated you, but cared about you. After a while, he appeared in spots that were admittedly a whole lot stranger, like outside of town. You would never really see many people just wandering around there, especially not Martin who was always far too busy to go out adventuring. According to him, he started going out getting resources for his blacksmithing. The explanation made a good amount of sense to you, so you accepted it without any second thoughts. Martin started asking you if you need any help. With things like farm work, going out of town, repairing or making new tools or weapons for you, the list went on. You reluctantly agreed on ocassion, but only because he was oddly insistant. Every time he was done with something, he'd immediatly ask you what you wanted him to do next. You went from being slightly confused at his kind but stubborn proposals to being very much weirded out. He was beginning to treat you almost like a superior, refering to you with a strange amount of respect and always waiting for orders from you. Not wanting to be rude, you'd only refuse, and insist he relaxes for a bit. Martin hated hearing that. He couldn't count the amount of times someone tried to stand in the way of something he was passionate about and devoted to. He wished you understood more and let him help you.

He let it go, however, looking dejected. Even though he backed off then, he never stopped talking to you and offering you help. You were never the type to gossip, and you felt awful that you did this, but you ended up mentioning Martin's strange behavior to someone you felt comfortable talking to. His constant  appearances and insistance on helping you has been creeping you the hell out, and you just needed to vent to someone. That someone ended up being Scarlett, a fellow SEED ranger that you've been good friends with for a while. You thought Scarlett was quite a bit like Martin in a way, which was something that made you initially feel at ease with him. Scarlett was a bit cold and blunt at first, but she quickly proved to be a trustworthy friend. Unlike Martin, she seemed to perfectly respect your boundaries.

You told her about Martin, and she immediatly seemed ticked off with how he's been acting. She told you that she noticed Martin's been slacking off almost as much as Ryker tended to, and it was extremely out of character for someone so diligent. Scarlett told you she would give him a good scolding, and assured you that this would be enough for him to snap back to normal. You really hoped she was right. The next day, Scarlett stopped by Martin's and Cecil's house first thing in the morning. She knocked on the door rather aggressively, posture straight and authoritative. It was a confused Cecil that answered the door, who sleepily rubbed his eyes while he asked her what the hubbub was about. She asked to come inside so she could talk to Martin, and that apparently made a lightbulb go off for the pink haired male. "Oh! You want to talk about how Martin hasn't been doing any work lately, right?" He asked, to which Scarlett let out a sigh. "Partly. I'd like to come inside, now." Cecil nodded shakily, a bit intimidated by her imposing presence.

Cecil made some relax tea for the two, (both because he wanted to be hospitable and because he was hoping that would calm down Scarlett a tad bit and get her to go easier on his brother) and he awkwardly moved to the next room to give them some privacy to talk. Martin sat on the couch next to a very upset looking Scarlett. He was as confused as Cecil was, but it came with a side of bitterness. He was about to go see you, and someone was holding him up. Not only that, but he was sure it would be a serious conversation, if her sharp glare was anything to go by. "Martin. Just what has been getting into you?" She had an accusatory gaze, sipping on her tea just once to be polite. "...Explain what you mean." He said, irritated that she hasn't gotten to the point yet. The light blue haired female let out an exasperated sigh as if to say the answer was obvious. "You're... Not yourself anymore." While Martin didn't notice, her voice had an edge of concern to it. "You were so hard-working. I really respected you. Maybe you were even the slightest bit too hard-working..." She trailed off, her eyes fixed on the contents of the teacup before her. "But now, Darroch can barely get you to do anything." Suddenly, her gaze shot up to his face, looking more angry than before. "Not only that, but you keep bothering Y/N when they clearly don't want you hanging around them all the time. Can't you tell how rude you're being? How uncomfortable you're making them?"

She got up herself, not wanting to be let herself be intimidated by anyone. "What are you talking about?! Good Lord Martin, will you calm yourself?!" A combination between the sound of the coffee table scraping against their floor and Scarlett's yelling lead Cecil, who was peacefully reading a mystery novel in the other room, to grow increasingly concerned for what was going on. Knowing that both the blacksmith and the SEED ranger were equally stubborn people, he thought it to be the best idea to interfere as fast as possible. "G-Guys? Anyone uh... Want some snacks? Ahahh..." He laughed nervously, hoping that such a simple offer would pacify them.

"No thank you. I was just leaving." Cecil thought that she was just about to maul him, more like, but he kept this comment to himself. Martin didn't seem far too happy about the idea of her leaving before she answered him, but the conversation ending was still a relief to them both. Scarlett walked herself to the door, turning around one last time to face the taller male in the room. "I don't want to see you hanging arounf Y/N anymore, or there will be consequences. I hope I made myself clear." Scarlett demanded with her usual authoritative tone before thanking Cecil for the tea and leaving. Martin couldn't help but let out a laugh. Why did he laugh? He laughed because it was funny. It was funny that Scarlett just so happened to say the exact thing he was about to. It was funny that she thought he could stop him. And another thing that was funny... He lowered his gaze to the cups on the wooden coffee table. A bit from both spilled on the surface from the earlier impact. It was funny that it could've been so easy. He could've offered to prepare the tea for her instead, and in that moment, he would have no reason to be worried about her taking you away from him. The frustration of losing that chance was all consuming. All he could think about was that, so he didn't notice his brother calling out to him.

Only when he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders did he snap out of it. Cecil asked Martin if he was okay, what the two of them were talking about, and a variety of other questions he could barely register in his hazed state. Martin worried him. He knew that. And God, did he feel sorry. Unfortunately, from that guilt sterned even more hatred for Scarlett. If she wasn't here today, he wouldn't have worried his brother like this. It must've been some sort of defense mechanism, to make himself believe that he wasn't truly to blame in this situation and that his problems would all be solved if only he did one simple thing. He couldn't count the amount of times someone tried to stand in the way of something he was passionate about and devoted to. He knew that unlike you, Scarlett would never understand. This was not something he was willing to let go of.

[pastelvelvett]

Whoo boy finally I post again right? I've been playing a probably unhealhy amount of Rune Factory 5 lately, AND HOLY MOTHER OF GOD THIS MFER GOT A CANON YANDERE. Ludmila existing has got me thinking about what the other marriage candidates would be like if they were yandere, so here we go, I'm writing exactly that! These are just my interpretation of how these boyos and gorlos would be if they were yandere so if yours don't match that's perfectly valid. And because there's quite a few of them, I'll be splitting these into parts, starting off with Martin. Anyway let's just get into it!

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Ever since you moved into town, Martin felt like a switch has been turned inside his mind. He went from only thinking about completing his duties to only thinking about you and every aspect of you. He adored your voice, your kind and patient personality, your cute smile, your eyes, every aspect of you.

His work really was the only thing preocupying him before he met you, so having his steadfast, almost obsessive attention switch to something else entirely was really shocking for him. For a long time, Martin hated himself for not being able to be more productive, but years of just working himself to the bone without once thinking about his own emotions lead him to be confused as to just why he was thinking about one person so much and just what he was feeling. Whatever it was, it felt intense. Not something he felt much before.

Feeling like he was stuck going in circles, he decided he needed to talk to someone about this. He wondered if that person should be you, but for some reason he couldn't place, he got incredibly flustered at the imagery his mind conjured up of him telling you this. Instead, Martin went to Darroch, trusting that his advice would help him get out of this rut he got himself in.

Darroch upon hearing Martin describing his predicament only smiled coyly at first, letting out an amused chuckle. "Sounds like you have a little crush." He explained to the younger man matter-of-factly, earning a confused look from him. He really felt proud of Martin. Finally, he found not just something he loved other than blacksmithing, but someone he loved. Darroch assured him that he should relax, that it was perfectly normal what he was feeling. 'Is this really normal?' Martin thought to himself. It felt... Too intense. Did people experiance this all the time? There really wasn't any way to tell, was there? Something in the pit of his stomach told him something about this was wrong, but Darroch's encouragement eased his mind a bit.

The days after that, he began feeling more comfortable with the idea. This must really be normal. Darroch said so, and he wouldn't doubt his judgement. Martin started working less, much to everyone's relief. Don't get me wrong, it could still be seen as overworking, but for him it was great progress.

Despite the fact that the two of you lived so close to eachother, Martin's overly reserved personality lead him to not really talk to you much. Not only that, but he straight up tried to avoid you before he had that talk with Darroch. But the encouragement pushed him to do what he realized he wanted to so bad; he started talking to you more.

You were initially pretty surprised, since Martin really seemed like he didn't like you from your perspective. This of course couldn't be further from the truth, and you started maybe suspecting that he didn't afterall lately. Martin would often appear in spots you'd frequent, and every time he'd actually talk to you, instead of just telling you he's busy and storming off. Conversation would be short, but he seemed more open with you than before. He started asking you how your day was, giving off the impression that he not only tolerated you, but cared about you.

After a while, he appeared in spots that were admittedly a whole lot stranger, like outside of town. You would never really see many people just wandering around there, especially not Martin who was always far too busy to go out adventuring. According to him, he started going out getting resources for his blacksmithing. The explanation made a good amount of sense to you, so you accepted it without any second thoughts.

Martin started asking you if you need any help. With things like farm work, going out of town, repairing or making new tools or weapons for you, the list went on. You reluctantly agreed on ocassion, but only because he was oddly insistant. Every time he was done with something, he'd immediatly ask you what you wanted him to do next. You went from being slightly confused at his kind but stubborn proposals to being very much weirded out. He was beginning to treat you almost like a superior, refering to you with a strange amount of respect and always waiting for orders from you. Not wanting to be rude, you'd only refuse, and insist he relaxes for a bit. Martin hated hearing that. He couldn't count the amount of times someone tried to stand in the way of something he was passionate about and devoted to. He wished you understood more and let him help you. He let it go, however, looking dejected.

Even though he backed off then, he never stopped talking to you and offering you help. You were never the type to gossip, and you felt awful that you did this, but you ended up mentioning Martin's strange behavior to someone you felt comfortable talking to. His constant appearances and insistance on helping you has been creeping you the hell out, and you just needed to vent to someone.

That someone ended up being Scarlett, a fellow SEED ranger that you've been good friends with for a while. You thought Scarlett was quite a bit like Martin in a way, which was something that made you initially feel at ease with him. Scarlett was a bit cold and blunt at first, but she quickly proved to be a trustworthy friend. Unlike Martin, she seemed to perfectly respect your boundaries.

You told her about Martin, and she immediatly seemed ticked off with how he's been acting. She told you that she noticed Martin's been slacking off almost as much as Ryker tended to, and it was extremely out of character for someone so diligent. Scarlett told you she would give him a good scolding, and assured you that this would be enough for him to snap back to normal. You really hoped she was right.

The next day, Scarlett stopped by Martin's and Cecil's house first thing in the morning. She knocked on the door rather aggressively, posture straight and authoritative. It was a confused Cecil that answered the door, who sleepily rubbed his eyes while he asked her what the hubbub was about. She asked to come inside so she could talk to Martin, and that apparently made a lightbulb go off for the pink haired male. "Oh! You want to talk about how Martin hasn't been doing any work lately, right?" He asked, to which Scarlett let out a sigh. "Partly. I'd like to come inside, now." Cecil nodded shakily, a bit intimidated by her imposing presence.

Cecil made some relax tea for the two, (both because he wanted to be hospitable and because he was hoping that would calm down Scarlett a tad bit and get her to go easier on his brother) and he awkwardly moved to the next room to give them some privacy to talk. Martin sat on the couch next to a very upset looking Scarlett. He was as confused as Cecil was, but it came with a side of bitterness. He was about to go see you, and someone was holding him up. Not only that, but he was sure it would be a serious conversation, if her sharp glare was anything to go by.

"Martin. Just what has been getting into you?" She had an accusatory gaze, sipping on her tea just once to be polite. "...Explain what you mean." He said, irritated that she hasn't gotten to the point yet. The light blue haired female let out an exasperated sigh as if to say the answer was obvious. "You're... Not yourself anymore." While Martin didn't notice, her voice had an edge of concern to it. "You were so hard-working. I really respected you. Maybe you were even the slightest bit too hard-working..." She trailed off, her eyes fixed on the contents of the teacup before her. "But now, Darroch can barely get you to do anything." Suddenly, her gaze shot up to his face, looking more angry than before. "Not only that, but you keep bothering Y/N when they clearly don't want you hanging around them all the time. Can't you tell how rude you're being? How uncomfortable you're making them?"

Martin's expression went blank. He didn't know what she meant. This was normal, wasn't it? What he felt was normal, so what he was doing must be normal too. You couldn't have been uncomfortable with what he was doing, because all he was doing was expressing his feelings for you. What was she on about? Martin's stoic confusion morphed into anger. What did she tell you? What did she make you believe?

"What are you talking about? I've been helping them. Is that really a problem?" Just as Scarlett opened her mouth to answer, he continued talking. "This isn't any of your business anyway." His interruption made her eye twitch in irritation. "It IS my business. As a member of SEED, it is my sworn duty to-" She began, quickly being interrupted again. "Don't give me that crap. We both know this is more personal to you than that." Martin's voice was still quiet, but his expression made it clear how pissed he truly was. He was never the type to yell. If he was, he most definitely would be right now. Scarlett would feel even more offended than before at being interrupted a second time, if she wasn't so distracted by what he said. "...Pardon?" Now it was Martin's turn to sigh in frustration. He thought it was so, so obvious.

He saw her with you many times before. It was clear the two of you were close. He did feel a pang of what he assumed to be jealousy watching the two of you interact, simply because he wished he could talk as openly and confidently to you as Scarlett could. But now, it stood as proof that Scarlett was simply trying to keep you for herself. She wasn't angry with him "as a SEED ranger", she was angry with him because she liked you.

Scarlett cleared her throat, face flushing red and hand fiddling with her sleeve nervously. The sight made Martin feel sick in his stomach. "I... I don't know what you mean." She tried to keep her tone steady, but unfortunately for her, a stutter came out. Her flustered attitude only confirmed Martin's suspicions. He got up to his feet, unintentionally shoving the coffee table to the side. "Tell me how much you love them." The young ranger's nervousness morphed to a mixture of surprise and fear, a rare sight to see for someone that always tried to act strong. This expression quickly dissipated, being replaced by a stern scowl. She got up herself, not wanting to be let herself be intimidated by anyone. "What are you talking about?! Good Lord Martin, will you calm yourself?!"

A combination between the sound of the coffee table scraping against their floor and Scarlett's yelling lead Cecil, who was peacefully reading a mystery novel in the other room, to grow increasingly concerned for what was going on. Knowing that both the blacksmith and the SEED ranger were equally stubborn people, he thought it to be the best idea to interfere as fast as possible. "G-Guys? Anyone uh... Want some snacks? Ahahh..." He laughed nervously, hoping that such a simple offer would pacify them. "No thank you. I was just leaving." Cecil thought that she was just about to maul him, more like, but he kept this comment to himself. Martin didn't seem far too happy about the idea of her leaving before she answered him, but the conversation ending was still a relief to them both. Scarlett walked herself to the door, turning around one last time to face the taller male in the room. "I don't want to see you hanging arounf Y/N anymore, or there will be consequences. I hope I made myself clear." Scarlett demanded with her usual authoritative tone before thanking Cecil for the tea and leaving.

Martin couldn't help but let out a laugh. Why did he laugh? He laughed because it was funny. It was funny that Scarlett just so happened to say the exact thing he was about to. It was funny that she thought he could stop him. And another thing that was funny... He lowered his gaze to the cups on the wooden coffee table. A bit from both spilled on the surface from the earlier impact. It was funny that it could've been so easy. He could've offered to prepare the tea for her instead, and in that moment, he would have no reason to be worried about her taking you away from him. The frustration of losing that chance was all consuming. All he could think about was that, so he didn't notice his brother calling out to him. Only when he felt a pair of hands on his shoulders did he snap out of it.

Cecil asked Martin if he was okay, what the two of them were talking about, and a variety of other questions he could barely register in his hazed state. Martin worried him. He knew that. And God, did he feel sorry. Unfortunately, from that guilt sterned even more hatred for Scarlett. If she wasn't here today, he wouldn't have worried his brother like this. It must've been some sort of defense mechanism, to make himself believe that he wasn't truly to blame in this situation and that his problems would all be solved if only he did one simple thing.

He couldn't count the amount of times someone tried to stand in the way of something he was passionate about and devoted to. He knew that unlike you, Scarlett would never understand. This was not something he was willing to let go of.

[pastelvelvett]

I have a tendency of making extremely unrealistic plans whenever working on anything, and this here is definitely no exception. I wanted to make yandere x readers for every marriage candidate in Rune Factory 5, apparently not caring at the time that it would be extremely time consuming. I realized maybe that's not as good of an idea as I thought it was, so I'll stick to writing imagines for most of the rf5 characters rather than full on oneshot stories like I did with good ol' Martin.

Thought I'd ask, which characters from rf5 do you want to see an actual oneshot for? (Comment for Scarlett because Tumblr is a big meanie poopy head and won't let me put in more than 10 options, for shame)