#yandere alien isolation

[yanderes-galore]

Hello again friend! I kept thinking about this when we were playing together. What if there was a survivor on a colony/space station of an alien infestation that happens the usual way: Some idiot infected with a chestburster comes into the formerly safe area. This survivor gets the said alien attatched to her and it follows her around. The xeno vents, stalks and runs with the survivor around. Of course the human learns to utilize this xeno to defend herself too, "Sic her on 'em" as we lovingly call it. ;)

Hello, my friend! Here you go :) Takes place on the Sevastopol like in the game! Here's the ideas I came up with! Ended up keeping it Gender-Neutral as it's mostly just me spilling ideas. Xenomorph is female though.

Also, yes, the title is meant to look like that. That's the name of the game according to Xbox.

Yandere! Aliens, Isolation Concept

Pairing: Animal/Pet-like

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Overprotective behavior, Alien pet (?), Violence/Murder, Kidnapping, Stalking, Forced companionship.

Most people are familiar with Aliens, Isolation, right?

You spend the whole game trying to survive a station invested with Xenomorphs.

For the first portion of the game you're chased by just one Xenomorph.

That's what this idea is based on.

You're trying to survive in the Sevastopol, roaming the halls and hiding in vents from people, androids, and aliens.

Except this time... the alien doesn't want to kill you.

She has other purposes for you.

It's unknown why this particular Xenomorph is so attached to you... but one thing is painfully clear.

She won't leave you alone.

Despite the terrifying aspect of this, you can use this to your advantage.

You can use audio lures and flares to call the Xenomorph into the area.

She naturally targets humans, although is she sees an android as a threat she'd attack that too.

Another way to call her is by your voice.

Simply screaming calls the beast to the area to cause chaos and death.

You are, surprisingly, the safest person in this station.

The main threat appears to be on your side for one reason or another.

As a result... she becomes like a weapon... an attack dog (alien?).

The Xenomorph always seems to know where you are, like she's remembered your scent.

No matter how many times you transport yourself around and between areas, you can hear her signature crawling in the vents.

Even if you knew the alien doesn't plan to kill you... you dread going under open vents.

Even with the help you don't find yourself comforted in the dark halls of this station.

You still use vents to hide and gather whatever supplies you can.

Wouldn't it be a neat idea if the Xenomorph found supplies and dropped them by you from vents.

You'll be standing by a vent, only for crafting materials to be dropped beside you in a saliva coated mess.

Quietly you thank your foreign helper and put together an item.

People are wary to target you, they've heard of a human being able to tame the alien creature roaming about.

Yet at the same time... you have access to good supplies....

Anyone who attacks you is met with the same end, a Xenomorph slashing and biting through their flesh.

Hell, even if you made friends, you can hear the Xenomorph hissing from the vents.

She wants to keep you alone.

The Xenomorph would only stay out of the way for so long.

Soon she'll feel she wants to keep her human safe and hers.

Just when you feel you're getting used to the Xenomorph, the tables turn.

She picks you up from a vent or pins you to drag you away.

She doesn't intentionally knock you out or hurt you, yet that may still happen by accident.

When you wake up you find yourself in mini nest within the station.

She doesn't take you to the reactor, she wants you alone.

You're surrounded by the strange Xenomorph resin the creatures make.

You can't move, the resin coating the walls and locking you in a room.

You... you really thought you would escape.

Yet the Xenomorph only chitters and hisses, nuzzling her oblong head against you as she curls around you.

Truth is, you were probably going to die here anywhere.

The alien may try to give you food and water, but you're on a sinking ship.

Having an alien be your protector in this place has a price to pay...

This time... it just so happens to be you.

[michaela-o]

Not really transformers art (hope u don't mind :3)

But fun fact: Xenomorphs have always been my number one favourite aliens what comes to design :3

Even from when i was younger i was obsessed with drawing them but wasn't so good at it but man sketching and drawing Xeno after a long time felt really good and fun :DD i even played Alien isolation and Alien vs predator games and i highly recomend both ! :3

I also had this fun silly thought when i was drawing like- why is it always humans that get into shit with deadly aliens😭 wether it's transformers or xenomorphs it's always Earth and humans getting the "shortest stick" and i think it's pretty funny :P

Imagine like a Xenomorph somehow gets into the Lost Light, the poor bots catch it and lock it up because it's very aggresive so they call over their human liaison to come and take a look if they can indentify it by any chance and as soon as they see it they just jump back in fear and scream like "WOAH !!" to get rid of that thing, kill it or anything and not let it go anywhere near them and the bots are just confused like what why?? And then they proceed to show the bots all the movies and feel sorry and very disturbed for the human liaison😭

[mishkakagehishka]

Day 280 of saying "just you guys wait until i get the free time to write again"

[animeyanderelover]

can i request gojo with a darling who can touch him even when his infinity is on? (I think it's canon that he can never turn it off completely so that would be his first time actually having physical contact with someone)

Huge thanks to everyone who helped me with this request by explaining how exactly Gojo’s abilities work! I’ll start watching the second season as soon as all episodes are out for anyone who is wondering. I added a bit of stuff to make for an more interesting read.

Tw: Yandere themes, unhealthy mindset, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, clinginess, obsession, touchiness, manipulation, gaslighting, paranoia, isolation, abduction

The first touch

🩵Gojo has been having his eyes on you even before he knew about your very special abilities. That basically means that you have this white-haired menace terrorising your daily life whenever he can. You almost have the impression that he can sniff you out among the many million people in Tokyo as he always finds you somehow. You're honestly just so fed up with him but are terribly introverted and feel too scared and awkward to explain to him clearly how you feel about his constant intrusion. You doubt that it would get through his head anyways so you silently endure the man's clingy, whiny and increasingly affectionate antics. Satoru knows no personal boundaries when it comes to you or rather he just decides to ignore it. You're just too cute~ Your unwillingness to stand up for yourself leads to ruthless abuse from his side.

🩵He has had it coming one way or another as he senses your growing frustration with his unbelievable clinginess and disrespect of your privacy. Worst is that he's at this point provoking you because he wants to see what you look like when you snap. So when your string of patience finally snaps as you feel his hands rubbing your shoulders and fawning over your current anger, you've had enough. You swing your heavy handbag at him in a moment of short and impulsive anger. Satoru doesn't move from his spot as he doesn't worry. His Infinity is activated so the handbag won't hit him. It'll easily just be seen as you missing your target, which is right now his handsome face. He sees your handbag moving closer to his face and just gives a small grin... At least until the fucking thing smashes against his face with full force, heavy with all of your stuff inside.

🩵Everyone who would know him, would probably laugh at him if they would see him in that moment. The almighty Satoru, stumbling back in shock before tripping over his own feet and landing onto the ground. That would have never happened if he would have been around anyone else. But he isn't around anyone. He's with you. Sweet, weak and lovable non-sorcerer you. Around you he never has his guard up unless he senses danger. Not because he underestimates you, although he definitely does, but because he feels like he can just be himself around you. That's why he's so thoroughly unprepared for this. For a moment he just sits on the ground in bewilderment, his face pulsing with pain from the impact it just had with your handbag. You start frantically apologizing as soon as you realize what you've done, flip a bit out when blood seeps out of his nose. You quickly rummage through your handbag as you search for something to stop the bleeding.

🩵Gojo on the other hand, who slowly starts coming back to reality after this major shock, touches his face in a daze. When he pulls his hand back, his fingertips are covered in blood, in his own blood. He looks at the red liquid like it is something he has never seen before in his life, as if it's something alien-like, before he jumps abruptly up. You flinch and shrink when he bents down to your height, brilliant blue eyes seemingly trying to look deep into your soul as he asks you quietly how you just did that. His voice is slightly strained with emotions you can't fully detect. You do see some of them swirling around in his eyes. Curiosity, shock, surprise but also something else. Something you haven't sensed in the silly and clingy man before. It unsettles you deeply. You don't even know what he just meant with his question just now and Satoru seems to realize that too as he pulls back, allowing you to breathe again.

🩵He leaves you a while after that incident and even if he tries to keep his normal facade up, you sense that something has startled him. If only you'd know. Satoru's mind is occupied with this accident the whole day. How were you able to do that? You're a non-sorcerer by all accounts and he didn't sense any cursed energy from you nor from anywhere around you. You were honestly expecting him to not show his face so soon again yet instead he rings at your apartment in the early morning hours. You're majorly confused and frightened by the fact that he seems to know where you live as you have never told him that yet Gojo pushes past you like he's been here a hundred times before. His eyes briefly fly through your current home, noting that it is quite small if you'd live with him, you could have everything you would want before he asks you the most ridiculous question you've heard all week. "Can you slap me?"

🩵You look at the man as if he has suffered from brain damage due to your handbag yesterday. How does one even respond to such a request?! Weirdest of all is that he looks at you with genuinely curious eyes. Can you slap him? Can you touch him with your own hands and everything you hold in your hands even if his Infinity is on? You hesitate a tad bit too long before he decides to provoke you a bit to anger you enough to do as he just asked you. It works as it is early morning, you've just found out that he knows where you lived and you're also still quite tired. You're in no condition to endure his teasing as he reminds you of embarrassing accidents he's had the joy of witnessing. The next thing he knows, he feels the impact of your hand against his cheek with more strength than he assumed. Maybe he underestimated your strength just a tiny, tiiiiny bit. Nevertheless though, as he rubs his stinging cheek his eyes are glued to you as a realization comes to him that changes his life. You, a non-sorcerer, somehow have the ability to seemingly nullify his Infinity... How?

🩵It must be the biggest irony of the universe. His darling is metaphorically and literally his one and only biggest weakness. A tiny part of him really has to chuckle about this but for the most part, Gojo suddenly grows by leaps and bounds more paranoid. He is the strongest in the sorcerer world and he couldn't even count on both hands how many people constantly pray for his downfall but can only do that as he is literally untouchable. With his situation he would already be under normal circumstances be overprotective and slightly paranoid that someone would instead resort to making you a target and use you against Gojo. He has to protect weak you for that reason against all the evil in this world. Yet with the knowledge that you can touch and by extension of that also harm him, a new fear inside of him grows. What if his enemies would decide to set you up against him to have you kill him? Or worse, what if you yourself would decide to rebel against him and would try to harm him?

🩵If you wouldn't have this special talent, he wouldn't be worried. Because then you simply wouldn't be able to harm him although your betrayal would still badly sting due to the lingering scars of Geto's betrayal. Yet with the added aspect that you can actually hurt him, Gojo's paranoia worsens. The image of you being his downfall, the only person he genuinely loves and trusts in this world, breaks him somehow. It isn't likely considering that he is far above you in all physical aspects and still has other abilites, not to mention that you would never sink that low, yet the fact that it is the tiniest possibility is enough to drive him a bit mad. You'd never do that, right? You love and care too much to ever think about killing him or even slightly harming him, right?

🩵You don't know where those sudden insecurities and his paranoia come from, you never imagined the Satoru you knew for a while to be so fragile underneath all his confidence and silliness. You wish that he could revert back to that side of him, even if it was possibly only a facade. Because now Satoru is downright suffocating and scares you even. You can't do anything to escape his tight grasp though and even if he doesn't hold you, you're still stuck in your new home. In his own huge mansion, installed with a security system that would never allow you to step outside unless he's with you. You will never leave his side, he won't let you. No one is allowed to find out about you and your one of a kind abilities. It is the bittersweetest irony ever. The warm touches of yours he so yearns for are the only ones who could also kill him.

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

Smile❤️ (Yandere X Loser!Reader)

Micky thought that he couldn't feel love.

Ever since he could remember, Micky couldn't connect with anyone on an emotional level. Even his own family members were like aliens to him, creatures that stretched their lips into strange contortions, ETs that became unreasonable when he wouldn't do the same. As a teenager many girls flirted with him in school, hell, a few guys did as well, but none of their confessions ever stirred any emotion from him, even at the height of his puberty. The smiles of the people around him never felt warm or welcoming. Just, tight. Cheeks pulled back, revealing teeth, expecting him to mirror their action, and Micky couldn't understand why.

Nothing made him smile.

College was further isolating. Group projects seemed to no longer be a thing, (at least in the classes he took) so his interactions with humans slowly became less frequent, making his classmates look more inhuman and monstrous.

Until someone in his college was doxxed for being a creep. It was interesting, watching how quickly people turned on their friend, forcing him into an outcast because someone online revealed his private post history.

An annoying young woman in his language arts class gathered people around Micky's seat to talk about what had happened. Micky wouldn't have searched up the drama on his own time, but he didn't see the point in pushing everyone away.

"This user on Xforums, anonymousXnightmare is the one who doxxed Nathan."

AnonymousXnightmare? How fucking lame.

"That's a lame username..."

"Maybe it's a kid..?"

Micky did his best to ignore them, but the username kept popping up in conversation throughout campus. It was getting a little annoying. Some people were mocking the name, while others were praising the "internet hero". It started interfering with his ability to focus in his classes.

But the gossip cooled down after a week, and life began to run as normal, until another student had their life ruined. A football player, they didn't post anything incriminating or disturbing. It was anonymousXnightmare who posted their own collected evidence. Pictures taken from afar of the player with his highschool sweetheart, as in sweetheart who was still in highschool. Recordings of the two of them. Months of stalking all compiled by the stranger.

Again, Micky was bombarded by chatter, excitable young adults losing their minds over the situation. It was... irritating.

Back in his dorm room, Micky was scrolling through Xforums, the most popular forum used by students in his university, made by students for students, searching for the loser with the lame username. Scrolling past the photos he had heard about, he found a post stating

"Dear Allen Brackens, if you cannot stop blasting your shitty music in the halls on your shitty speakers, I WILL ruin your life!"

and Micky had to lean back, to just take in what he had read. That must have been the name of the football player. What he was doing was genuinely gross, and should have been exposed by someone. But did this poster really stalk them for what looked like months just because he listened to music they didn't like?

It was so dumb.

He scrolled down farther into the mystery poster's history, to the first man they doxxed.

"Dear Nathan McAllister, we all know you're a two faced little bitch. Either stop littering the campus with your Jesus pamphlets, or else..."

Micky, for the first time in his life, was amused. The whole situation was so stupid. They really ruined their fellow students lives, just because they annoyed them?

He made an account just to follow his mystery poster, not sure yet why he was interested to see what they would post next.

Less than two days later, and Micky's phone notified him of another post.

"Dear Samantha Rudbeckia, your obnoxious laughter is driving me insane. Can't you see how annoying you are? Knock it off."

That was it?! That was enough to set you off? Laughter? Micky paused mid step, still staring down at his phone. Something felt off about his face. It hurt.

It was pretty easy to find anonymousXnightmare in his school. Micky picked up a map of the university, and mapped out the paths of the three people targeted. They ran into a lot of different students throughout their day. But they only ran into a couple of people who openly seemed to hate them, and only one of those people was a student named (Reader). (Reader), who constantly appeared as though they would collapse at any moment, the hollows under their eyes so dark they looked sickly. (Reader), who despite being borderline anemic, was very sneaky, and very good and being unnoticeable despite their extreme appearance. Unfortunately for them, they had someone watching them as closely as they watched their victims bullies. Micky watched as they stealthily snapped photos of students from around corners, how they seemed to blend into the background and nobody noticed them hiding in waiting.

Micky felt ashamed for ever thinking you were lame. You were.. cute.

The way you crouched like a bug, hunched over like a roly poly scared of being picked up. The way you bit your dry lips in anger to the point they bled.

Micky's face hurt more and more. Every time he saw (Reader) a pain he had never felt before would strain at his cheeks, and his face would feel hot all over. It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of himself in his reflection in a window that Micky realized he was smiling. He never knew that smiling hurt. But he couldn't stop it.

Pictures and videos of Samantha and her married professor were posted online, and Micky was excited to know what (Reader's) face would look like when they reaped the fruits of their labor. But when he snuck into their classroom, zooming in on their exhausted face with his phone's camera, he felt a new emotion seeing that (Reader) was just as annoyed as they always were. A hard pit fell from his ribs into his lower stomach. He was disappointed.

Why aren't you happy? You won. You should be rejoicing right now.

He felt conflicted and confused. Like an octopus was throwing a tantrum in his abdomen, squirming uncomfortably. And it ruined his day. Micky couldn't focus on any of his classes, and the rest of his day was like a foggy dream. What was it about (Reader) that attracted him to them so much?

A cute young woman with smooth black hair approached Micky, a dark blush complimenting her picture perfect face.

"Um, excuse me? Excuse me? Excuse me?"

Micky snapped out of his thoughts, turning his gaze down towards the beautiful person. Her rosey lips were slightly upturned in a posed way.

She's smiling.

Micky internally verbalized it. The same way he did whenever he saw anyone smiling. It never looked good. Smiling was so awkward, and strange. People loved seeing others smiling, and smiled when they were happy, but it always reminded Micky of how not one of them he was.

"Hi! My name is Maggie."

I don't care.

"We have econ together?"

"Okay."

Why was seeing her smile make her look fake, inhuman, alien? Just like everyone else. Then why was Micky so let down seeing (Reader's) lukewarm reaction to their victory?

"I was wondering, I mean, (laughs), a group of us are going out for drinks later, and we, I was wondering if you wanted to come with us.."

She giggled nervously, fiddling her fingers and biting her lip. The image of (Reader) practically eating their lower lip was triggered like a trap. This woman, whose name wasn't worth remembering, made Micky feel nothing. The uncanny feeling of speaking with a living mannequin or an advanced AI. Her movements weren't natural, her smile was just a contraction of muscles. Then, like an epiphany, Micky realized all at once what made (Reader) so special.

Maybe, it wasn't that everyone else was alien, but Micky. Micky was the only one who never fit in. The only one who didn't feel emotions or connect with others like everyone else could. And there was a bug walking around in human clothes, barely staying awake in class and casually ruining peoples' lives simply because they annoyed them. (Reader) wasn't a human either, just like Micky. That's why they didn't seem happy with their victory. Why would a human bring them joy?

Micky's lips pulled tight, smiling brightly at the young woman before walking away without saying a word.

You're the first person to make me feel, because you're just like me. Right, (Reader)? If no one but you can make me feel, then no one but me should be able to make you smile!

:::::::::::::::::::::::::

(Reader) slouched over their laptop, their messy hair pulled back in a top bun just to keep their untrimmed bangs out of their eyes in the privacy of their dorm, eating another cup of noodle while reading all of their "fan mail". Samantha wasn't getting kicked out like they had hoped, but Professor what's-his-nuts did get canned, so hopefully when Samantha comes back to class she'll be too busy sobbing "woe is me" to find anything funny.

Ba-ding♪

A private message popped up from an account with an automated username.

(Reader) snorted so hard a noodle went up into their sinuses.

user01793664544001: I know who you are <3

"Ah-ow! God damn!"

anonymousXnightmare: Who the fuck is this?

user01793664544001: ur prince charming <3

anonymousXnightmare: Don't fuck with me

user01793664544001: come find me

"Watch me, bitch."

Looking up IP addresses is a lot easier than people make it seem. It doesn't take a genius hacker to doxx someone. Of course, (Reader) goes above and beyond, often following assholes for months to collect evidence of their douche baggery. (Reader) got an address in less time than it took to finish their noodles, and took down their hair, quickly setting out to start getting information on their newest "bully".

The address took them to another dorm across campus. How dumb are they? (Reader) faux chuckled, feeling superior to this newest dick. No one was quite as smart as them.

As they crept through the building, no one payed them any attention as they began taking notes on the residents. It had to be one of these losers.

They didn't have a chance to fight back, as they passed one of the rooms the door opened and pulled them inside faster than they had a chance to scream. The man who abducted (Reader) wrestled them to the floor, panting heavily.

(Reader) glared up at the handsome stranger, smiling down at them in a creepy way, his cheeks twitching like he had never smiled before, like his face hurt from the small action. His face was pink and he was sweating, panting with a feverish moisture glazing his eyes.

"Aren't you happy? You found me~"

"G-Get off of me, you pervert!" (Reader) attempted to kick the kidnapper off of them.

This wasn't the answer he was looking for. His smile fell briefly before bouncing back.

"You're just upset because you don't know me yet. Don't worry, it took me a while to realize you and I were the same species as well, so don't worry. I'll wait, I'll wait for you to realize you love me too..."

He rambled quickly, pressing harder against (Reader's) body. A strange noise squeaked out of his throat as he seemed startled, (Reader) feeling a bulge form against their upper thigh.

"Ah, I'll wait.. I'll wait for you to love me too.. but I need you to do something for me while I wait.."

Micky stuck his fingers in (Reader's) mouth, pulling their dry lips out till they bled across his skin.

"Smile for me..."

[muletia]

[tfp] yandere!soundwave x human!reader

summary: you were meant to be just a bargaining chip for the decepticons, someone who could be easily discarded. but soundwave has other plans for you. (consider this snippet as a base for further stories.)

cw: obsessed!soundwave, kidnapping, isolation, stockholm syndrome?? not really but reader does have a soft spot for him, reader's pov, soundwave is fucking terrifying, this is just an excuse to write about soundwave interacting with you lmao

word count: 750

The automatic doors hissed open, announcing the arrival of the owner of these small quarters. You lifted your head from the tablet, wanting to confirm that your routine remained unbroken — that you would survive one more day. Seeing the familiar silhouette, you exhaled in relief. The same titan as always had returned. You’d live to see tomorrow.

“Hi,” you greeted, well aware you’d never receive a verbal response. The titan was fiercely silent.

He nodded, and that was the end of your “conversation.”

Your interactions hadn’t always been like this. They weren’t always this warm. Going from trembling in fear at just the sight of him to saying “good morning” of your own free will had taken some time. Not that you had much choice in terms of social interactions, which the reptilian part of your brain still craved. You’d only seen other members of his species once, on the day of your abduction. Accepting that this was now your life, indefinitely, hadn’t been easy, but after many months, you’d adjusted. Humans were made to adapt to new conditions, and you were no exception. The will to live had won.

You returned to reading an e-book on your tablet (a reward for good behavior) but quickly paused, noticing the robot had stopped at the desk, right by the small corner arranged just for you. You looked up—he seemed to be looking straight at you. Even with the screen covering his face, you could feel his optics on you.

He was enormous, terrifying, and the lack of human-like facial features, which you’d noticed on others, only heightened the fear factor. He looked like a xenomorph. But your alien was real. And he wanted something from you.

“What’s up?” you asked, uncertainly.

He moved his hand, slowly, calculatedly, and pointed at the tablet as if he genuinely cared about what you were doing, as if he cared about your existence. By now, you understood perfectly what he meant, having gone through this countless times when he returned to you after a few, sometimes several, hours of absence. This was your little ritual, a remnant of normalcy in a world where nothing was normal.

“I didn’t manage to read much,” you sighed. He tilted his head slightly. It was almost cute. Almost. “I just can’t concentrate today. I’m having kind of a rough day.”

It would certainly be better if you were spending your time at home, with family and friends, rather than as the pet of your captor, but of course, you couldn’t say that to him. Not when you’d worked so hard for the privilege of a tablet and your own little human corner.

“But it’s nothing big,” you continued, fearing he’d decide it was his fault. “Humans sometimes have days like this. Tomorrow should be better.”

He shook his head.

Did he not believe you? That was a terrifying thought, one with unpleasant consequences, and it sparked a flash of fear. Fortunately, that spark faded as quickly as it had appeared when an image popped up on his face — a silly meme of a cat holding a rose with hearts around it. You stared at the absurd sight for a moment, trying— and failing —to understand where, why, or how. Finally, you gave up. Laughter escaped you for the first time in a very, very long time. You knew you shouldn’t be laughing; this creature should never be a source of comfort, shouldn’t make you feel better by doing the bare minimum of showing you a silly meme made by some grandma.

But, unfortunately, he succeeded. For the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel so miserable, so pathetic and dull. You felt human.

“Okay, that was actually funny.”

The cat was replaced by a smiling face. His strange, flat hand moved toward you, but slowly, so as not to scare you. A slender finger stroked your head, gently, with silent affection, then slid down to your chin. It lingered there. The gesture was almost romantic as if performed by a lover rather than a giant, silent robot. The image on his face flickered, showing another picture—a heart.

There were so many things you didn’t know about this being. You didn’t know his motives or intentions, the reasons for his actions. You didn’t know what he was or what else he was capable of. But this intention was unmistakable.

Beneath his tenderness, beneath every gentle gesture, laid feelings for you. And that was more terrifying than unfamiliarity — because now you knew you’d never escape this place. You'd never escape him.

this is what he showed you btw:

[i-cant-sing]

Platonic Yandere Gojo with sister reader is also plaguing my mind. Just the absolute control he has over her life because he is the most powerful being in the universe, so everyone must listen to him if they want to live. If Gojo tells his clan to lock you in your room, they do. They don't even ask questions, don't bat an eye when you cry and beg to be let out. No, they stand outside and wait for their next command. If Gojo tells them to get rid of so and so person because they looked at you for a second too long, the clan does it with efficiency. If Gojo tells them to make sure you drink enough water, it doesn't matter if you're hydrated, the clan will make sure to hold you down and unintentionally waterboard you as they make sure you drink.

No one is allowed to talk to you, interact with you, not even smile at you unless Gojo tells them. Its all a part of his plan- to isolate you in every way possible until you start becoming insecure and feel like an alien, and then when dear old brother Gojo comes to visit you, you all but wrap yourself around him and practically beg for his attention.

You have an s/o? Maybe he's some poor servant of the clan who fell in love with you and starts dating you secretly. Boy, he was dead meat the moment he had thought of you romantically. But this time, Gojo brings you out to the backyard with him to see how he tortures your s/o to death, holding you tightly when you struggle against him. He knows its cruel, far too gore for your pure mind to see, but he must force you to watch if he wants the lesson to stick.

Never go against ni-chaan's orders.

Big brother Gojo who forbids you from leaving the estate unless he permits you to leave with his most trusted servants or with him. He just wants to keep you safe and allow you to have fun under his watchful gaze. Big brother Gojo who has strictly told you to never use your cursed energy, especially not without him? He says its because he doesnt want you or anyone else to get hurt, but its really because he doesnt want you to be able to leave him.

You try to run away from him, try to leave to country? Hell, Gojo has you on a no flight list, and he even has people at the airport holding you in a room as they wait for Gojo to come and collect you. You can go along with him crying and screaming as he drags you out and make a fool of yourself or you can go quietly as he brings you to his chest, thanking the officers for keeping you safe. Either way, no one will come to your rescue.

The sooner you realise that there is no escaping from him, that he is your only knight in shining armour, your captor and your protector, the only one worthy of your attention, the only person who will give you his attention and love, the only one who will hug you and wipe away the tears (even if he was the who made them spill), the better it will be for your sake (and everyone else's). He may have locked you in your room, chained you up and yes, he will be a jerk to you as most brothers usually are, but once you give up and apologise (you dont know what for, but u apologise), Gojo will free you and let you cling to his arms, shushing you as he allows you to stain his clothes with tears and snot, telling you that he's oh so proud of you for finally coming to your senses and realising your mistake.

"Y/n, shh its okay now. Stop crying, cmon. You know I'm not mad at you. No, you're my little sister. I only have your best interests in mind. I'm the only one who loves you, Y/n."

But while the idea of Gojo not allowing you to date is delicious, what is more intriguing than Gojo trying to set you up with Megumi, a child who he raised/groomed and sweet boy Megumi also has yandere tendencies for you. So, Gojo brings you to Jujutsu High with him so that you can fall in love with his protege Megumi.

You however must be blind because you fall for himbo boy Yuji instead and honestly, a little bit for Sukuna too.

Gojo is just trying not combust into flames, even if he's smiling as he beckons you to come with him (abd away from Yuji). Megumi is just trying not have a meltdown and kill his bff Yuji in jealousy but he forgets all about that when you ask if he'll join you and Gojo for lunch?

Oomph imagine Gojo's reaction when he sees you kiss Yuji for the first time, and you and Yuji remain unaware of Sukuna sticking his tongue out from Yuji's cheek and mocking Gojo. Like unhinged Gojo appears way earlier than he was supposed to, ripping Yuji off you and blasting him off while dragging you to your room to lock you away and its actually more for your safety than his because Gojo is trying very hard to not actually harm you. He needs to blow off steam and what better way than to make Yuji allow Sukuna to take over his body and fight him. And now its upto Megumi to hold back Gojo and stop him from killing his best friend, but perhaps... Megumi could hold that off for a bit so that he could console you. I mean, he needs to be there physically to wipe your tears away. He could always wipe off the blood later... if Yuji's still alive.

Yeah, Gojo wont kill him. Maybe.

[suiana]

✎ yandere! alien headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― kidnapping, overprotective yan, obsessiveness etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! alien who is the leader of a group of researchers. and for their latest experiment, they need some humans. unfortunately you have been selected :(

✎ yandere! alien who abducted you along with some others for his experiment. don't worry, you'll be treated well, after all it's a waste of resources to go back and collect another group of humans! do you know how many lightyears away earth is from his home planet?

✎ yandere! alien who took a particular interest in you. I mean, the other humans are interesting as well but... something about you just... pulls him in, you know?

✎ yandere! alien who adores the size difference between you and him. it doesn't matter whether you were considered tall or short back on earth. this guy stands at 2.5 metres tall (8'2) so you'll be short next to him anyways. so if you're into manhandling...

✎ yandere! alien who conducts a multitude of experiments on you. ranging from how far you can split, your stamina and even to how intelligent you are. he also observes you and records details on your body. oh? you only have one reproduction organ? he has two! what a surprise! till the walls are all white and I'm permanently stretched out zaddy

✎ yandere! alien who just wants to keep you all to himself! you're so adorable and sweet after all, so precious, so...fragile... some other researcher could just snap you! he needs to keep you safe!

✎ yandere! alien who is absolutely smitten with you. of course he is, why wouldn't he?! you're perfect! even if you're from a less intelligent species you're still endearing in your own way!

✎ yandere! alien who isolates you from the other humans and alien researchers. he swears that it's because you're putting harm to the other humans but really, we all know it's because he's worried you might fall for someone else.

✎ yandere! alien who slowly becomes the only person you see. it started from the guards, to the female aliens who brought you your food... you're becoming suffocated with the amount of attention he's giving you. he doesn't need to be by your side 24/7 you know?!

✎ yandere! alien who has a slightly sadistic side that is in love with teasing you. he can't help himself, the reactions you give to him are too adorable!

✎ yandere! alien who is now your self proclaimed husband, as you humans call it. he didn't have that concept back on his home planet after all. he thinks humans are really romantic creatures, swearing loyalty to only one person for the rest of their lives... don't worry little one! he'll learn your human manners to help you adapt to your new home :)

✎ "what a cute little human you are. I might just... eat you up ♡"

[blue-sadie]

Yandere Hope

Spider, Neteyam, Miles, Jake, Tonowari x Na'vi Reader

Prt 1. Prt 2.

Them being yandere for you

Spider Socorro

His a jealous yandere your a na'vi and his a human people say it could never work but he'll make it, he gets irritated when other males try to court you even infront of him.

It all started when you became friends with him and the sullys you were one of the very few that treated him like a actually person and not some alien.

It took him a while of planning but when he does kidnap you he kinda starves you out so when he does finally feed you, you see that you need him to survive, he keeps you in a cage in a hidden cave far from the village so no one can ever find you.

If you escaped he'll become more desperate and manipulative he'll use the excuse of keeping you to himself because your the only one ever nice to him and guilt you into coming back to him.

Neteyam

He's a possessive yandere, he fought to get where he is today he doesn't want to be seen like he gets handed everything because of who his dad is and he'll do anything to get you.

When he arrived at your village with his family you where the only to smile at him and not talk bad about him and his family, you also joined in on teaching them your ways.

He brings you back to his homeland because he knows of places he can keep you and he knows you don't know anything about the forest so he hopes the fear will keep you trapped.

When you do escape and he catches you he will take drastic measures and actually break your legs for punishment and when your sobbing he'll just pat your head while saying I fought for you now your mine.

Miles Quaritch

He's a serious yandere he takes no jokes what so ever he doesn't like anyone other then him talking to you or even looking in your direction he'll take it as a threat and kill them on sight.

You were spiders adoptive mother and so you probably met when he held the sullys kids and spider hostage and he saw how spider responds to you so that also fuels his desire for you.

He probably also caught you after you followed spider down after he fell and decided you would be an excellent prisoner.

If you ever escape he'll use spider as bait and yes spider wouldn't mind it either and when you come back he'll put an electric collar on you.

Jake Sully

Isolating yandere he'll do anything to make sure he's the only one around you, friends oh they just heard one really bad rumor about you he'll stop at nothing.

You were neytiris best friend and kinda hung out in the background of their lessons making sure he doesn't try anything on her but as he became more na'vi you opened up to him.

He got a small base made so he can keep you there he'll make sure there's limited resources for you and when you run out he'll make you beg for more.

If you escape all hell will break loose he'll threaten you by saying he'll give out important info to the sky people and when they destroy most of your home he'll tell the people you were the one to give that info out.

Tonowari

He's a condescending yandere he'll make you feel low of yourself when you hang around other people and become a bit distant if you still carry on and make you beg for his forgiveness.

You are jakes sister and came with them to the village because quaritch was after you too, tonowari took it upon himself to teach you their ways.

He makes a hut further in the islands that no one knows about and keep you there but he'll still give you everything you need as long as you behave.

If you escape he'll turn into a mean yandere because why would you leave him how could you think you can live without him.

Tag.List

@sweetirilly

@greekgods15

[blakeswritingimagines]

Dating Yandere Jeepers Creepers Would Include:

As a yandere, he's obsessive and fiercely protective, with a strong desire to be the center of your attention and love. Jealousy fuels his actions, as he'll go to extremes to keep you all to himself. Obsessive monitoring, stalking, and possessiveness are part of the package, though with an underlying sweetness and a fierce loyalty to you.

He maintains a sense of ownership over you, often viewing you as "his" and becoming aggressive if he perceives any threat to your relationship. He may also exhibit controlling behaviors, dictating your interactions with others and attempting to isolate you from friends and family who he sees as competition.

He might be controlling, attempting to isolate you from others to maintain his exclusive bond. He'll also likely demand constant reassurance and affirmation of your love for him, seeking validation for his intense feelings. While he can be loving and affectionate, his need for control can sometimes blur the lines between passion and possessiveness.

He'll express his love through extravagant gestures and unwavering devotion, even to the point of obsession. Your safety and well-being are paramount to him, and he'll fiercely guard you against any perceived threats, real or imagined. Despite his possessiveness, he can be incredibly protective and caring, although his obsession can lead to possessive and controlling behavior.

His intense love and attachment can lead to possessive behavior, like tracking your phone, checking your messages, or even isolating you from friends and family. While he'll shower you with affection and gifts, it's all in the name of keeping you close and dependent on him.

His love is all-consuming, and he'll go to extremes to ensure you're never apart. Expect intense, unwavering devotion, often expressed through romantic gestures, gifts, and declarations of love. He may also display a willingness to resort to manipulation, control, or even violence to keep you with him.

He might exhibit a possessive nature not just over you but also the environment around you. He may feel territorial about shared spaces, asserting dominance and demanding that you pay attention to him. Additionally, his sense of self-worth is often deeply tied to your affection, leading to a constant need for reassurance and validation.

There's an element of hyper-focus with this yandere, where he becomes intensely dedicated to learning everything about you - your likes, dislikes, fears, and dreams. He collects personal items, like pictures or mementos, as tokens of his obsession. Privacy becomes an alien concept to him as he believes knowing everything about you is a form of intimacy.

The line between love and obsession blurs with his heightened sense of jealousy. If he perceives your interactions with others as too friendly or thinks someone else is interested in you, he might react with extreme jealousy, potentially leading to possessive or even violent outbursts. He also monitors your social media or phone to ensure no one else is encroaching on his claim over you.

Rewards in this twisted dynamic are often contingent on obedience. If you cater to his obsessive desires and show complete devotion to him, he may reward you with praise, tokens of affection, or small freedoms. However, any sign of rebellion or independence is met with punishment - ranging from emotional manipulation to outright threats. The rewards are a means to reinforce the power dynamic and control he seeks over you.

Punishments for not meeting his expectations are varied and can be harsh. He withdraws affection, ignores you completely, or subjects you to prolonged bouts of silence as a form of psychological torment. He also threatens to harm himself or others in response to your perceived disobedience, using emotional blackmail to ensure your compliance.

Arguments with this psycho are intense. He might become jealous or suspicious, perceiving your disagreement as a threat to the bond he's trying to maintain. Instead of constructive communication, he's likely to use underhanded tactics like guilt trips or manipulative tears. He's quick to forgive if you submit to his will, but any sign of resilience or insistence on your viewpoint could escalate into controlling or even dangerous behavior as he struggles to maintain the power dynamic.

The affection from him is a double-edged sword. He showers you with declarations of love, gifts, and words of endearment, but it's all laced with an undercurrent of possessiveness and manipulation. The line between love and obsession blurs as his affection becomes a means to control and dominate you, rather than a genuine expression of love. He sees you not just as a partner but as a prized possession to be kept under his tight grip.

Dates with him are more than just romantic outings - they're another tool for his possessive behavior. He'll plan every detail, likely choosing activities that align with his desires, showing a need to steer the direction of the date. He might test your loyalty by introducing scenarios where strangers or past connections might flirt with you, gauging your reaction to ensure that your attention remains solely on him.

He perceives potential threats to your relationship as a reason to eliminate them, believing that getting rid of those who could pose emotional or physical harm to you is the only way to secure your complete devotion. However, this act of violence often stems from an unhealthy desperation rather than a genuine desire for your protection.

There have been instances where individuals close to his beloved have tried to intervene, believing they're rescuing you from his "clutches." Typically, these attempts are futile as he's already established a strong hold on his darling, making it difficult for others to break the psychological bond you share. His obsession leads him to take proactive steps to prevent such interference, ensuring that you remain safely under his control.

Marriage, in this case, is not a union based on mutual respect and love but another extension of his possessive grip. He might insist on quick engagements or even propose to you in a way that doesn't allow dissent or choice. The wedding, in his mind, is a public declaration of his ownership over you. The concept of "forever" becomes a trap as he uses the institution to further bind you to him, both emotionally and legally.

The idea of children, just like every other aspect of life, is seen through the lens of his obsession. He might see children as a way to eternally bind you to him or as an opportunity to mold someone completely in his image. He might become intensely possessive and protective of the child as well, seeing any influence other than his own as a threat.

If you didn't want or couldn't have children, it would likely create tension in the relationship. While he may initially try to push or manipulate you to reconsider, ultimately he would have to accept this decision. However, his acceptance could come with a slew of emotional baggage, as it would challenge his deep-seated need for complete control and ownership. He might withdraw affection, or even begin to resent you for not giving him the family he desires, potentially creating further conflicts.

"I own you. You belong to me. You are mine and only mine. You will do everything I tell you. You will do whatever it takes to make me happy. I am your world, and I will not allow anyone to change that. You are nothing without me. You are nothing without my love."

Erotic humiliation - Degrading someone, putting you down, and making you feel inferior during sex can be incredibly arousing for him.

Bondage - Tying you up and taking control of your body is a huge turn-on for him. Seeing you helpless and at his mercy only amplifies the pleasure.

Masturbation - Watching himself or someone else masturbate can be incredibly erotic. The sight of fingers sliding over skin, or a hand gripping a throbbing cock...it's all so tantalizingly sensual to him.

Choking - The thought of his hands around your throat, squeezing just enough to make you gasp and squirm...it's a dangerous fantasy that sends shivers down his spine.

Spanking - The feeling and idea of his hand connecting with soft flesh...both are equally enticing.

[hoshizora-the-yume]

oh can i please request some yandere ling x reader who has the same powers of Kadita?

𝐘𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞!𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐱 𝐅𝐞𝐦!𝐇𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐫!𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Dark themes, Yandere, Oneshot

A/N: For some reason, this request gave me quite a few ideas. I just love hydrokinesis so much, so I hoped you enjoyed this as much as I did, Anon! I was supposed to upload this earlier, but there was a power outage as a result of a typhoon.

Hailing from a clan of Tide Callers, you were born with the power to summon the sea at will. Like everyone else, you were expected to control this gift by the time you came of age.

As days of arduous practice passed by in what seemed like a blink of an eye, you patiently waited for that day… but it never came. 

During your coming-of-age ceremony, you eagerly took it upon yourself to show everyone the fruits of your effort. But in the end, everything collapsed spectacularly.

“Is this really your decision, y/n?” Your mother asked in a soft voice while she was helping you put away your things. 

Although a part of her wanted to stop you, she knew better than anyone that she couldn’t do that once you set your mind on something. 

“I’m sure of it, Mom.” You replied. “Besides, this is for the best… If I’ll just stagnate in this place, I have no choice but to expand my horizons.”

“If you’re so sure of it, then I guess I can’t stop you.” She smiled sorrowfully. 

After failing to control your powers, you made a tough decision. You were going to leave this place you’ve always called home and embark on a journey to the unfamiliar Cadia Riverlands, until you can master your power.

“I’ll be off then.” You said, as you gathered your belongings. “Farewell.”

By the time you had left, that would be the last time you saw your mother. While you saw that the journey ahead was perilous, you failed to see that the path you had walked down was one of no return. 

Cadia Riverlands was an ancient island cut off from the rest of the world, a completely unknown world where everything was practically alien to you. 

For a small village girl like you, everything seemed larger than life. Just looking at everything made your head spin, that you didn’t notice that you bumped into someone’s back. 

“S-Sorry…!” 

When the stranger turned around, you locked eyes with the coldest pair you have ever seen. Despite his soft and feminine face, his features were just masculine enough that you could tell he was a young man.

“Stop staring at me.” He snapped at you. Although his voice was low and relatively quiet, there was a bite to it that made you a little scared. 

“I wasn’t staring.” You decided to stand your ground. “If anything, you’re the one staring.” 

Not exactly your best lie, but you didn’t want to admit that you were caught off guard by his beauty. From the looks of it, he wasn’t buying it at all. Despite that, he gave up on reasoning with you.

“You’re lost, aren’t you?” He asked. 

“Uh, well, I’m…” As you were scrambling for an excuse, you gave up halfway and just admitted it. “Yes, I’m lost.”

“Knew it.”

Without saying anything, you pouted. For a second, you swore you saw him smile ever so slightly. 

Huh, must have been my imagination…

“Since you’re lost, I have to ask this. Where on Earth are you even going?” He said. 

“Ummm… I don’t actually know quite yet.” You laughed nervously. “I came here because I was looking for something.”

The strange man raised an eyebrow.  “Cadia Riverlands is an isolated island. Why would you travel here without knowing where to go?”

“Why you… You have a point.”

“Anyways, I’m Ling and you are…?”

“y/n.”

Based on your name alone, Ling could instantly tell that you came from a faraway place. Unless they were an immigrant, no one here would normally have such a foreign sounding name.

“Interesting name. A bit weird, but I like it.”

You didn’t know whether to take that as an insult or compliment, so you decided not to react at all. Then, you suddenly remembered something. Your purpose for coming here.

“That aside, I want to ask you. Is there a place here where I can train?”

“Hmmm? What do you mean?”

“Actually, I came here because I was looking for someone, not something.”

“And who would that be?”

“...Relatives, I suppose.”

Ling could tell that was a half-truth and half-lie, but decided not to question it. You couldn’t tell him that you were a Tide Caller in fear of being jeopardized. 

There was a reason your kin only lived in isolated areas and secluded themselves from the rest of the world. Outsiders feared and envied your clan’s gift. 

Throughout history, many of them were subject to unjust killings for fear that they would overpower the sovereign rule. 

“I suppose, I can help. But I’ll think about whether or not I will.”

You sighed. You should have expected that from Ling, given how cold and distant he was. 

“I guess, I’ll help.”

“Really?”

“With how careless you look, it’d be cruel to leave you alone.”

“Wait, what?” You were offended. If it weren’t for the impending risk, you would have blown Ling’s face off with a tidal wave at the moment. 

“You heard me. I could tell you weren’t lying when you told me your name.” Ling pointed out. “Giving your name to a stranger in a strange land so easily… How naive.”

“Y-You gave your name first!”

“That doesn’t matter, I live here. You don’t.”

He did have a point, actually. Knowing that, you ultimately decided not to refute it. “Oh well, I guess I am the one who asked for your help to begin with.”

After that, Ling went on to guide you towards the place your “relatives” lived. On the way, you two learned more about each other’s lives and met different people.

While you found it strange that someone like Ling would accompany you on such a journey, you gradually found solace in his presence. Somehow, there was a strange sort of kindness hiding underneath his cold exterior.

At least, that’s what it seemed like until one day. While you were resting, Ling went away to fetch some water.

Beneath the shade of a tree, you were relaxing without a care in the world. Then, suddenly, you heard a loud sound.

Thwack! 

Your vision had faded to black. When you woke up, you were bound by both your feet and hands. As you looked around and saw people surrounding you, it seemed that you had been captured by a group of bandits. 

“What do you want with me?” You growled through your clenched teeth. Without a nearby water source, you were rendered defenseless against the bandits. 

“I never thought the legends were true but it appears that we got ourselves a Tide Caller in the flesh and blood.” A large, imposing man walked into the fray. From the looks of it, he was the group’s leader. 

“How the hell did you know that, you bastard?”

“That’s none of your business. Now that we got you, we can definitely fetch some good money on the black market.”

Despite the bravado you put up, you were scared to death. You didn’t know what he was going to do, and the thoughts your mind would go to didn’t help it. 

Closing your eyes, you quietly prayed for someone, anyone to come for you. Even with your pride on the line, you wanted to live. 

As if in a flash, multiple sounds echoed and mixed together. 

Screams, grunts, splashes. 

As your eyelids fluttered open, your vision was filled left to right with a bright red. Everything was covered in blood and guts. 

The sight and smell of it was overwhelmingly disgusting. At that moment, you just froze with a shocked expression on your face.

“Are you okay, y/n?” A familiar, soft voice called out to you. It was Ling, who was at the center of the crime scene. 

Even against the horrifying scene, the man didn’t look mortified at all. Instead, he wore a peaceful smile. None of it felt real.

“Ling… How did you…?”

Ling didn’t answer, and swung his arms around you. The embrace he pulled you into felt so suffocating, that it was as if your breath was being wrung out of your very body. 

“I’m glad I came for you in time, y/n.” He whispered softly. “If I lost you, I wouldn’t know what to do.”

“L-Ling, please, let go…” Your words fell on deaf ears, as he only pulled you closer. 

“After I almost lost you, I realized something. I love you, y/n.” Ling said. 

Given what just happened, you didn’t know how to react. You simply kept quiet. From then on, you would never be able to return home.

Ling had changed starting with that day. As his obsession ran deeper and deeper, he kept you isolated from the rest of the world like a bird in a cage. 

Without any of the willpower you used to have, you stopped resisting Ling. It was almost as though you became an ornamental doll. 

“I promise, I’ll protect you for as long as I live, y/n. After all… You are my one and only love.”

[yanderes-galore]

rose quartz (SU) with human darling (Platonic/Romantic) Hcs 🪲 [Shiny Bug Anon]

Oh cool :0 This could be fun, lol. I haven written for Rose before...!

Yandere! Rose Quartz with Human! Darling

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Manipulation, Overprotective behavior, Condescending behavior, Clingy behavior, Fear of loss, Isolation, Blood mention, Dark themes, Jealousy, Forced companionship/relationship.

Rose has been known to have a fascination with humans.

This is evident in the show where she's curious about them, often learning about them through Greg.

She sees humans as cute and funny... they're adorable little creatures to her.

I imagine she gets with Greg at some point for the sake of Steven, but imagine if she was fond of another human first?

Before she and Greg got together officially, she found you.

You're younger than Greg and might even be curious of her like she is of you.

Rose is described as caring and loving of those she's close to.

She's curious and sees beauty in all life.

Yet humans seem to be her favorite.

When she looks at you, she thinks you have a natural attractive beauty to you.

She wants to know you more.

In fact, it's canon that Rose isn't quite sure how human love works compared to Gems.

Be that platonic or romantic love... she isn't quite sure how either works.

Which makes her unsure how exactly to act upon her feelings towards you.

I can see Rose accidentally being condescending towards you.

She tries her best to see everyone as equal... but she can't help but coo over you like a pet.

She just thinks her human is so darn cute.

Although... she does worry about getting attached at first-

After all, you're human.

Your lifespan is so short compared to her.

But we'll get into that later....

Eventually she can't help herself.

You're too interesting for her and she can't help but be drawn to you.

Due to her curious nature, Rose may also be a bit... invasive.

She struggles with boundaries, often curiously prodding at you and asking invasive questions.

You try your best to keep up with it... she is an alien, after all.

Rose listens to every word you say with sparkles in her eyes.

She likes to learn more about you and humans in general.

She's adventurous and may even want to take you along on exploration.

Well... on anything that won't get you hurt.

Rose doesn't seem that bad, she's actually caring and adores you...

Unfortunately, things do take a darker tone eventually... this is still Pink, of course.

Rose is deceptive and a bit selfish.

She worries she'll lose you due to how fragile humans are.

She know doubt learns of your fragility by an accident.

Imagine Rose took you out to explore an area, only for you to get hurt.

The Gem freezes when she looks you over, seeing blood seep out of a few cuts you have.

The good news is she can heal... but seeing you with anything from bruises to a broken bone freaks her out.

It reminds her that humans aren't like Gems.

Your life can end much easier than hers can.

Rose's obsession is not just driven by curiosity... It's also her fear.

This was the reason she didn't want to be attached in the first place.

But... she can't help it.

You look so cute in her arms... your curiosity reminds her of herself.

Rose would do anything to protect those close to her.

Such a trait sounds selfless... yet towards you it's selfish.

Why?

Well, Rose refuses to acknowledge that all life... including yours... has an end.

A known power of Rose, other than healing, is resurrection.

If she doesn't want something to die... she'll change it.

Imagine if Rose is so scared of you dying... She makes you immortal.

She's too fond of you to just let you die.

Which means she'd use her powers to make you live longer.

Sure, you'll be a pink color now...

But you'll still be hers, in fact, the color you have now only proves it.

Yeah, this is what makes her behavior selfish.

She curses you with a longer lifespan to keep you as hers longer.

Not only that, but she probably begins to isolate you.

She is definitely one to tell you that all of what she does is for your benefit.

In reality... she doesn't want to let her human go.

It only works in her favor when people distance themselves from you due to your changed appearance.

It's true... that pink tint you have now is like some sort of brand.

Soon you're not hanging out with many other humans other than Greg.

Rose is always around you, when she can't be, the Crystal Gems are around you.

Rose is selfish about her human.

She purposefully takes your attention away, often feeling jealousy towards you interacting with other humans.

It's a... toxic emotion.

She knows she should allow you to thrive with your kind.

Yet in the end she claims you as hers, again, oddly like a pet or toy.

Perhaps she keeps you at the temple/beach house?

She is still very affectionate and curious as ever... even if you feel dejected due to what she's done to you.

She doesn't let you leave her home.

Maybe she even keeps you in her room?

She can create whatever you want there.

Rose just wants you to be happy.

Although... it often seems like she prioritizes her own happiness most of the time

When you're alone she holds you close, her touch delicate and soft as though you'll break.

When you ask to go outside, she turns it down.

The only time you're free from captivity again is when she makes Steven.

Imagine if you were still affected by her obsession even after she creates Steven.

She does imply in the show that she influences Steven's emotions (iirc-).

So... what happens if her obsession develops in Steven?

I'm talking Steven feels drawn to you but isn't sure why.

Of course it's platonic for most of the events of the show.

But it could change in Future when he's older.

You're cursed with being forever young... all because you got too close to an alien.

Now you have a Gem/Human hybrid who won't leave you alone.

But that's just a thought!

Overall, Rose may seem very interested and kind with her human obsession.

Yet catching her attention isn't really a good thing...

Especially if it means you'll never leave her... even when she's gone.

[fancyfeathers]

I adore the idea of yan settings where they get far enough to the point where Darling finally breaks and they realize they can't so anything on their own anymore, they can't get the feelings out of their head. Darling panicking and in midst of this downspiral of a revelation, they try to escape; finding the real world they used to know so well. But now it's all alien, and foreign. Even though everything looks alike their memory, it's vastly different. Darling could run and run but that would only damn the problem. Once the breakdown peaks and they can't help but sob and cry in a forest or even somewhere up high, they look up to see their sweet savior. How did they not understand until now that they were a good thing? All they did was love with a big heart after all.

I love mental break in fics, especially when it is pretty much just from the isolation, they darling gets into such a routine that the moment they realize what’s happening, it’s already too late.

I think yandere Diluc would fit this the best, he treats his darling with all the kindness in the world (besides having them kidnapped). Sure sometimes he looses his temper but that’s just because his darling can’t see that everything he does is to protect them. He tries to give his darling a routine, wake up, breakfast, some form of studies, lunch, quiet reading time, some form of hobby, dinner, chatting and perhaps a walk around the winery with him, the bed. They get so used to it that one day they have to stop themself and wonder what are they doing? When they run, the staff notices very quickly and sends word to Diluc and he goes into a panic searching for them, ready to drag them back to the winery, but he doesn’t need to. He finds them in the city of Mondstadt, sitting on a bench near the Barbatos status, looking over the city and they’re crying. He approaches them and is pleasantly surprised when they find them clinging to him, he figures out quickly what’s going on. So he only kisses their forehead before guiding them back with a gentle hand to the winery, back to how everything should be.

Other yanderes that could fit in this

Genshin- CHILDE, ZHONGLI, Ayato, Neuvillette, Cyno, Tighnari, Kaveh

Bungou Stray Dogs- FYODOR, VERLAINE, AYATSUJI, Chuuya, Jouno, Tachihara, Tecchou

[yanphobia]

Athazagoraphobia - Chapter 7

Athazagoraphobia: The fear of forgetting, and being forgotten.

Pairing: Yandere Male Merman OC x Reader

Warnings (for the entire story): Yandere, Horror, Graphic Discriptions of Injury and Death, The Ocean, Body Horror, NonCon Touching, Dubcon, Female Reader, Extreme Dead Dove Do Not Eat

Chapter 6 Index Chapter 8

Author's Note: Extra long chapter to make up for the gap between posts @creepysweetie @my2phetaliaheadcanons @smolnuggie911 @spicylove4ever @acaribeau @mel-vaz

The dying reef stretched out like a graveyard beneath the waves. Its rocky, cold terrain felt alien to your new mermaid body. The sand was coarse, the vegetation sparse and struggling. Even the hardy fish that swam through these barren waters seemed to embody the area’s harshness. Your heart ached for the shore she once knew—its warm sand, the gentle lapping of the surf, and the bright, bustling life she had taken for granted. 

How ironic, you would muse to yourself, that I’d ever miss the beach of all places.

It all felt like a distant dream now.

As a child, your worst fear was being lost to the ocean, dragged deep into its depths where nobody would ever see or hear you again. And this place here, this rocky hollow where you and Lotan resided… It felt like a grim testament to that same type of isolation. Situated on the outskirts of the reef, it was a place where prey was scarce, necessitating long, grueling hunts. Lotan had become eerily attached to this cold, dark cave, some strange relic of his past. You had never fully understood his fixation, but you also couldn’t bring yourself to think of him anymore than you had to - your focus was solely on your desperate plan to find help.

That’s why you had to sneak away to the mer colony.

With every stroke of your tail, the anxiety gnawed at your insides like a ravenous beast. You knew you had to find the mermaid, the one who seemed so kind, the one who might be willing to help you escape this nightmare. You remembered Sammie’s face and your mother’s warm embrace. The hope of becoming human again was your only solace amidst the crushing dread. You had to believe that the mermaid would help, despite the mounting fear that all would go terribly wrong. She had to help you, she was gentle, she was a thinking creature, she had to empathize…

You were being watched.

The area was empty, but you could feel it. You felt your chest tighten as you froze in place, eyes scanning the area to find them. Out here, in the ocean, anything could be waiting to attack, and so you instinctually made yourself small in a meager attempt to hide yourself. You could almost hear Lotan chastising you for not behaving more like a “proper” mermaid. More like a predator.

You hated the sense of shame that you felt.

But your eyes had been readapted to see in the water, and eventually you found them. The two little ones peering at you from behind a skeleton reef. You recognized them - the young of the mermaid that you were searching for. You swallowed your revulsion and approached the two young merfolk, hoping that your desperation wouldn’t be too off-putting. Their faces, eerily human yet unsettlingly alien, made your skin crawl. You could feel their eyes on you, and the weight of their gaze made your stomach churn.

Despite all of your fears, all of your disgust, you drew closer.

“Please,” you said, “please, help me…”

The younger merfolk stared at you, their expressions unreadable. It was both fascinating and deeply unsettling how their faces were so eerily humanlike yet fundamentally alien. It made you shiver despite the surrounding cold water. You wanted to avoid their gaze, but you forced yourself to stay focused.

“I-I’m not supposed to be here,” you tried again, your voice trembling as you finally allowed yourself to say how you’ve been feeling this entire time, “and it’s been so hard. I’m so lonely, and I’m so scared, and- and… and he scares me so much… please, I- I just want to go home…!”

The children’s curiosity seemed insatiable. One of them slowly swam closer, his eyes fixed on you with an unnerving intensity. His tiny hand reached out, and you felt a shudder of dread.

As his fingers brushed against your rough scales, you recoiled instinctively, the sensation was jarring and alien. You had been avoiding touching your own body for so long, so used to dissociating from its monstrous appearance. But now, you couldn’t escape it. The child’s touch was tentative at first, but then it grew more exploratory. His fingers traced the sharp fins and uneven texture of your tail, and you felt an intense wave of nausea.

The second child joined in, and the sensation of their tiny hands on your body was almost too much to bear. Their touch was invasive, probing the contours of your quivering gills as if trying to understand you better. You winced with every caress, the contact only heightening your sense of revulsion. Each brush of their fingers against your thickened skin felt like a violation, a stark reminder of how grotesque you had become.

You shut your eyes and grit your fangs, hoping it would be over soon. You could feel yourself beginning to recede deeper into your mind, a habit that you’d been indulging a bit too much lately…

You were jerked back into reality by a sharp pain in your hand. You looked down to find that one of them had latched his jaws onto it.

In a surge of panic and revulsion, you lashed out. You smacked him - hard - but you had forgotten just how strong you’d become… and how sharp your talons were. The sudden movement was driven by a deep-seated fear and disgust, and you immediately regretted your response.

The child stared at you for a moment, the blood from the scratch you had given him wavering the water between the two of you… and then it began to make this horrible wailing sound.

You rushed forward, trying to calm him, but were roughly shoved away from something much larger than you. You slammed into the ground, the coarse rocks scraping their way up your back. You cried out in surprise as you looked up at the mermaid pinning you to the floor.

Their mother, your savior, was staring down at you with a look of pure murder in her eyes. Her fangs glittered menacingly in the dim light filtering through the murky water, a testament to her strength and authority within the colony. You struggled beneath her, but her grip was unyielding, her gaze fixed and unrelenting as she continued to snarl above you. Your heart pounded, and you could barely breathe with the weight of the situation pressing down on you.

“Please,” you tried to plead, your voice barely more than a frightened whisper, “I didn’t mean to hurt him. I’m just trying to—”

Before you could finish, you were abruptly interrupted by a loud screech. Lotan’s presence was sudden and jarring, his expression a mask of strained calm. He reached out to the mermaid, trying to de-escalate the situation in their language, but his attempt only seemed to anger her further. The mermaid’s eyes narrowed as she shifted her attention to him, and the tension in the water grew.

The commotion grew louder as the entire colony gathered, their curiosity quickly turning to hostility. You were already in a dire situation, and now it was getting worse. The merfolk swarmed around, their eyes flashing with anger and suspicion. You tried to make yourself small, but the weight of their disapproval pressed down on you with a crushing force. 

Lotan’s voice was a low rumble of agitation as he tried to pacify the angry mermaid and the onlookers. His attempts at diplomacy were futile; each gesture he made seemed only to irritate the situation further. You met his eyes for only a brief second, but the look of pure disdain that he held for you made you feel more alone than you ever had before. You realized then that he may very well choose to abandon you if it would earn his place back with the colony, and you felt a whole new terror begin to take hold.

The mermaid, who had seemed so docile, was now a fierce protector of her young, and her rage seemed to set off a chain reaction throughout the crowd. You, still pinned beneath her, could barely catch your breath. The weight of her body was suffocating, her fangs mere inches from your face. Your attempts to reason with her had failed, as your words were caught in your throat. Every movement from the other merfolk, every angry shout, only made the situation feel more desperate and uncontrollable.

Her grip tightened, and you could see the anger in her eyes, mingled with a fierce protectiveness over her child. Her aggression wasn’t just a defense—it was a declaration. You and Lotan were intruders, and the entire colony wanted you gone. The scene felt more like an execution than a fight. You could see it in the way the merfolk moved, in the hostility that radiated from them, and in the grim determination on their faces.

Suddenly, Lotan managed to shove the mermaid away, creating a brief respite in the chaos. He grabbed your arm with a rough, panicked grip and pulled you towards him. His eyes were fierce, a mix of desperation and rage. “We need to go. Now!”

You could barely process his words through the cacophony around you. Before you could react, Lotan was dragging you away from the fray, deeper into the dark waters. The colony’s hostility was palpable, their anger chasing you both with an almost physical force. You could feel the water being disturbed behind you, but you dared not look back. 

The journey was a blur of cold, crushing pressure as Lotan dragged you further into the depths, away from the dying reef and the angry mob. The darkness of the ocean deepened, swallowing all light, and the only sounds were the rush of water and your own labored breathing. The cold seemed to seep into your very bones, and the oppressive silence was a stark contrast to the chaos you had just escaped.

Finally, Lotan slowed his pace, his grip on you loosening just enough for you to catch your breath. You were miles away from the reef now, in a place where the water was darker, colder, and utterly devoid of the life you had desperately hoped to escape to.

You struggled to maintain your composure. All you could do was stare at Lotan, a mix of fear and confusion etched across your face. His expression was unreadable, but there was an undeniable anger simmering just beneath the surface. He wasn’t just furious with the colony; he was furious with you, with the failure of your plan, and perhaps even with himself for not foreseeing the fallout.

Lotan’s breathing was heavy, his anger palpable in the water around you. He looked at you with an intensity that made you shiver, his eyes reflecting the cold, dark expanse of the ocean. The silence between you was suffocating, filled with the weight of unspoken words and failed hopes.

Your thoughts raced, chaotic and desperate. The plan had failed spectacularly, and your hope of escaping Lotan’s clutches seemed to dissolve in the oppressive depths. The weight of the rejection and the fear of what awaited you in the dark abyss made your heart pound with a mixture of dread and despair.

As you looked back toward the distant, fading light of the dying reef, a sense of profound loss settled over you. Everything you had fought for seemed more distant than ever, and the ocean around you was now a boundless expanse of cold, dark despair.

Finally, he spoke.

“Why don’t you tell me what you did?”

[muletia]

[tfp] yandere!soundwave x human!reader

summary: over time, you stopped screaming, stopped struggling. as it turns out, it has its benefits.

cw: yandere, kidnapping, isolation, reader's pov, implied stockholm syndrome, silliness

word count: 925

Goliath returned, ending your loneliness. You smile at the sight of him, more out of habit, automatically than from genuine joy. It was a game, a performance. And you played the lead role. Besides, you already knew well that your alien liked it when you showed happiness, no matter the form.

You wave at him, not particularly interested in his usual actions, which, in most cases, followed the same pattern. Your eyes return to the movie you’re watching. Soon, he’ll ask you, without words, what you’re currently doing, and you’ll have to give a detailed explanation of the book you’re reading or the movie you’re watching. Then, he’ll start working, typing unfamiliar symbols and letters on the keyboard, standing in the same spot, in the same position, for hours on end, occasionally asking your opinion on something—because he liked listening to you. A routine you had grown very familiar with.

But today is different. The titan carries something unusual in his hand, something that breaks the routine. He places the item on the desk, right in front of you, finally earning your attention. Oh?

You put your tablet aside and wriggle out from under the warm blanket. The robot has brought you a large cardboard box, filled to the brim with a random assortment of items. It’s been a while since he last gave you something for “good behavior,” but you’re not about to complain. The more little things that made your life feel normal, the better—even if longing choked you now and then. It was nice to have human things in a world where nothing was human. It was nice to pretend your life was normal.

The box’s contents are chaotic and uncoordinated, and digging through it doesn’t improve the impression. A mushroom-shaped desk lamp, a black pillow, a deck of cards, two pairs of pants two sizes too big, a pack of bottled water, and a stack of instant noodle packets… Somewhere in there, you even spot an iron and a copy of Stardew Valley for a console you didn’t own. You wonder where he could have gotten such random items, but robbing a delivery truck probably wouldn’t have posed much of a challenge for him—nor would breaking into a parcel locker.

“Thanks for everything.” Because trying to explain the moral implications of stealing to the robot who abducted you would definitely be a very fruitful discussion.

A smiling emoji appears on his screen. At this point, he should leave you alone and get back to work, but he doesn’t. Once again, he breaks the routine. He stands stiffly in the same spot, tilting his helmet toward you. Watching. Was he curious about how you’d use his gifts? You could gladly show him—if most of them weren’t useless to you. Worse still, you couldn’t tell him that, too afraid of risking his anger and losing the privileges you already had. Besides—Christ—you hated yourself for thinking this way, but his efforts were endearing and came from good intentions. You couldn’t bring yourself to explain that no, you had no use for an iron in your current circumstances, and next time, he should bring you something practical.

You were probably starting to lose it. And the titan was still waiting.

Eventually, you decide to pull out the deck of cards and quickly open it. Aside from the food and water, it’s probably the most useful item in the box since at least you could think of an immediate use for it. Sitting cross-legged on the cold surface, you shiver slightly, missing your warm nest, but keep fiddling with the cards, determined to please your silent observer. Engrossed in the activity, you don’t notice when something moves toward you, silent and quick. It’s only when you catch movement out of the corner of your eye that you snap back to reality.

The robot has extended one of his tentacles, wrapping it behind your back, cutting you off from your little corner. For a moment, you’re terrified. What was he planning? Was he going to lift you? Crush you? He was finally tired of you, wasn’t he? Your fears are quickly dispelled, however, as the tentacle merely curls around you, resting against your back. And it’s warm. So very warm. You don’t even try to resist, leaning into the warm metal, though you know full well he could have just handed you one of your blankets.

“Thank you,” you smile, and the screen now shows a heart emoji. “Hey, have you ever seen a magic trick?”

It’s a silly question, one you should never ask a giant, highly advanced alien. But if he wanted to actively participate in your day so badly, he’d have to give you an answer. Besides, if his feelings toward you hadn’t changed, maybe he’d actually care.

He shakes his head, and you smile. Because it’s silly and insane, because all of this is a farce, because you sincerely want to impress him. Because this silent robot is slowly planting roots in your heart, even though you built walls around it long ago.

“Great! Pick a card.”

You can’t tell if the trick impresses him. Maybe he figured out your technique immediately, maybe he was more focused on the interaction itself, or maybe he thought it was stupid. His thoughts and feelings were inaccessible to you, locked behind silence. But when he points at the cards, clearly asking you for more, you allow yourself to forget your situation and who you’re dealing with—for just one moment letting his warmth seep into your heart.

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

This is gonna sound absolutely bonkers and freaky but bare with me. I always say like theres 3 types of Yanderes fr

1) you got the one that would rather cut their darling open and burrow inside of them (not literally but like figurative)

2) the type that would cut themselves open and would want darling to live inside of them

3) and finally the type that would sew darling to their side or whatever

I would think that Yves would be option 1 mainly because I feel like he would take great satisfaction in literally living inside of his darling, like the amount of things he could observe with hearing and feeling the bodily functions of his darling around him, would probably be the most succulent brain food to him. Like he’s living in his hyper fixation. Probably his own personal heaven when you think about it. Your post about Inside Out really solidified this for me.

Blanche would be option 2 or 3 mainly because his possessiveness. Like he doesn’t want darling to go anywhere that is outside of his home and finds the most happiness with being only being with his darling. His darling is his one and only true friend that he wants to keep forever and forever and prefers to isolate them within the house.

Leveret, we don’t know much about him but I wanna say he gives off option number 3. I feel like he likes to poke and prod at his darling physically so they would need to be whole next to him for him to properly do so 🤔

Cyprus and Monty also gives number 3.

Alien Cowboy Yan from Language Barrier gives 2. Mainly because Blanche kind of reminds me of him in terms of territorialness of it all. How he acts around those who are around his darling, always wanting his darling to be kept in the home and within arms reach as well.

I love your writings fr and sorry for my weird ramblings fr fr

ur weird ramblings highkey slaps and is a banger my dude, pls don't be shy ramble som more 🙏🙏🙏

yes you are right, Yves is having a field trip if he could just live inside you, to know how it feels and to see the world through your eyes. Like its his only wet dream and if he has a dream like that, he would wake up sobbing because he wanted it to be real so badly, a treasure trove of data all gone because it was only a dream

You're pretty accurate for Blanche too, he is protective and super possessive, although he does enjoy documenting your habits from time to time, but the most important thing to him is the bonding and relationship you and he share. and the fact that you are all his, he would rather cage you up, rob you of your free will and make you a personalityless zombie than let you be 100% free to see how you would react to certain circumstances on your own

Cyprus and Leveret does like poking fun at you, they would like to have you separate to them, they like seeing you all flustered up and shy, all cute and small. They don't want to control you entirely that you become a mere doll, but they don't want to stay in the shadows and observe either, they want a companion with their own thoughts n feelings and they like the thrill of 'taming' and owning you in a sense

Depending whether you're a dom or a sub in the relationship, Monty can be a lot of things

Like if you are a strong character that takes the lead in the bedroom like in it was only supposed to be a one-night stand, He would be territorial and tries to scare off any rivals, but ultimately he is seeking for your approval, you have a leash around him

if you are pretty weak in character like in Best and worst of Both worlds, Monty is still territorial and protective, but he assumes the role of someone who's leading the relationship, kind of trying to tie a leash around you but it isn't too tight, he would be pretty lax with rules and stuff, he is the type that thinks you could do no wrong because you are naive and shit, only thinking that the outside world is tainting you, so he needs to shield you from it while letting you enjoy your life

The cowboy yan 2718 is a mixture of type 2 and 3, yes he wants you to be in the house because that's where its the safest, but he would relent his strictness if you're acting out enough, prioritizing your happiness and safety more than anything else. He tries to keep a leash on you, but he wouldn't tug on it or shorten it IF its also hurting you, he would resort to just chasing you around,,, but given the chance, he would like you to live inside him so you would be safe and protected, but you wouldn't be happy and that's a problem for him