#yandere heimdall x reader

[theartofsimpatry]

Yandere Heimdall Headcanons

-Comes off as a tsundere yandere, its kinda scary when he likes you and pretending like he doesn’t

-Bullies the shit out of you

-Makes fun of you all the time :(

-Will especially make fun of your body

-if you’re skinny: he’ll call you boyish and asks if you’re really a woman and how maybe he should “check”

-if you’re chubby: he’ll call you a cow, *his* cow and will make disgusting inhumane comments about your tits

-No one else is allowed to make fun of you though (besides Odin, sorry)

-He caught some helmet-head talking about your body in a derogatory way (probably to impress Heimdall), Heimdall proceeded to beat the shit out of them and make them get on their hands and knees and apologize to you

-Will want to brand you, originally wanted to do it with an iron but other Aesir started to judge him and Odin told him to chill out… so Odin gave him a magical seal that can act like a brand (inspo pics at the end of what that brand would look like)

-His favorite thing is to watch you, both when you know and don’t know that he’s watching you

-Heimdall likes to surprise you while you’re busy and you least expect it, when you just used the bathroom and are leaving? You open the door to his purple eyes calling you disgusting.

-Why does he treat you like so? It’s because you’re a temptress.. purposely doing what you do to seduce him. How does it feel? Do you feel good knowing you have the Harold of Ragnarök wanting you? You’re disgusting for dressing like a whore but *fine* he’ll treat you like one

[aenyrapoets]

౨ৎ 𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥

character ; heimdall odinson

synopsis ; yearning for her touch, the all-encompassing love bestowed upon him, he devotes and vows upon a woman with whom he worships above all

caution ; fem!reader, slight ooc!heimdall, yandere behavior, delusional behavior, possessive behavior, obsession tendencies, slight emotional manipulation, suggestive sexual intercourse

raven message ; after over looking this, heimdall actually isn’t completely out of character; rather, this would possibly seem as more intend as how he would act when infatuated with another person or so—just in an more gentle yet manipulative way. I attempted to make this as somewhat realistic it can be! enjoy reading!

࿔ edited ; October 21, 2024

the feeling of warmth embraced him.

the way her fragile hand held his own tightly, and the way her fingers interlaced with his soft, golden unbraided hair—he didn’t really care about his previous duties towards the All-Father, and forgotten about his godhood.

rays from the nightly moonlight felt like a shivering chill on heimdall’s skin as he eyed the bare skin of his lover’s entire body, bathing within that same light.

heimdall planted an rough kiss on the tender lips of the woman, who now laid curled up below him atop his bed clinging desperately on to him, almost desperately. her essence lingered on his own lips, and those eyes gleaming from infatuation, undoubtedly delicate like the small puff on an dandelion—which was more than adorable under his glowing predatory eyes.

one fatal mistake, and she looked like she would fall apart, crumble relentlessly into ash and dust without him.

he knew everything of how she felt. to her, he mattered. the terrible possibility of being away from him mattered. the notion of heimdall not caring about her mattered. the idea of never relishing in him again mattered.

just the way he wanted her to be…

the prince of Asgard couldn’t mask his mischievous smile from taking over his facial features—was it excitement? it felt so natural and so unmistakably lovely, which was unnatural for him. to hold such immense emotion towards an individual who was viewed as the enemy to others was strange.

he was elated to these feelings and emotions—something completely unexpected and strange, unfamiliar for him—and these sudden new emotions only erupted when she was around him.

(y/n) (l/n), a simple woman who ventured upon him outside the walls of Asgard, along with her half-breed giant brother—also only known to him as his goddess, his muse, his eternal miracle; an blessed deity such as her, heimdall felt mortal.

he hadn’t been interested by her nor blinked an eye when he firsthand saw her, for she wasn’t really anything quite special or even godly enough to peak his interest. but over that time, such short amount of time, she eventually wrapped him around her fingers like a goddess would towards her devoted follower, and soon his mind did not hesitate to worship her.

this wasn’t any sort of spark nor small interest—alas, rather, he was immediately soon after enamored by her. not only was she an sort of savior to him, introducing him to his newly found emotions, but he practically cherished like she was more than an goddess.

the few days that followed after she arrived to Asgard, he later found himself with her in his bed. realistically, he should have been disgusted with himself, had he actually had any sense—but the way his mind and body almost connected around her deprived him of all senses and powers at all.

and so he became entranced by her, sputtering out in pure adoration of how he was contented that she was showing him so much affection in this environment, an loveless land such as Asgard itself—how he owed her his loyalty and respect.

strange emotions developed within him at the simple look her eyes stared into his, just one wave of her hand alone, and he felt remarkably entranced. therefore through deranged and selfish assumptions suffused into his mind, he decided—choosing even for her—that only she alone could make him feel this addicting, eradicating emotion, and she would only have him.

she was like an blessed deity above all, and he was an mere follower that was so enhanced, and delusional. he wanted to be her guardian, her… everything. she was an living dream, within his eyes, and he already achieved his desire to have her.

he swore an oath—an vow—that regardless, he would shield her from any harm, from all danger; including the All-Father, Odin, himself. it should have been his most forbidden sin, betraying the King of Aesir.

“no one can touch you,” he breathed gently into her ear, whispering whilst holding her nude, warm form against him. his sugary words coated along with other sweet promises that had flowed into her manipulated ears. “no one can harm you, darling. you’re safe with me.”

heimdall was experienced with an silver tongue at the illusory truth, coating them into effect and devised deception. after all, the more he admitted this aloud that she was untouchable from others, the same way he was, she’ll eventually understand and believe this, right? this wasn’t a lie, either—he truly meant every word of it, that no one and nothing would harm her.

(y/n)’s freedom and existence would be bound entirely by him, tightening his arms which held her delicately, because that was what heimdall believed she needed. only him. the way she had clung onto his body in desire, like she depended solely on him, wasn’t this proof enough?

the smooth, exposed skin of her glowing body trembled in absolute need against his tracing fingertips; lifting her chin to plant his lips gently now upon hers once again—to kiss holy divinity like this was an blessing. the way she gave herself to him fully despite their once differences against one another…that attestation enough.

but (y/n) wavered nervously. she slightly squirmed within his embrace, as an sense of uncertainty plagued her mind, and he carefully coated his words carefully.

“i adore you,” he mumbled against her lips. his words were genuine—pure, even. his first declaration of genuine love should have been poison to his tongue, burning his mouth from inside and out his body. an immortal god and an half-breed goddess should not be found in collision. but she was an innocent, uncorrupted and unknowing temptress who tangled her way inside his heart, and she couldn’t leave.

“i love you,” he sighed out. the god quite literally could not help staring at her. he looked almost amazed—caught in childlike wonder as his eyes fixated on her. “if only i was deserving of yours. that you could love me, as well.” an quiet plead sounds from those words.

and (y/n) had released an breathy hum, believing his words.

she could not even comprehend her own movements or anything around her as she finally reached to hold his face into her small hands, even closing her body to return his embrace.

“i love you, too,” she softly replied.

her own brain couldn’t comprehend that she had just agreed to something quite monumental.

her voice was barely audible, causing heimdall to pull her closer towards his face into an protective hold. her voice was attractive to his ears, and he instinctively let out a hum of delight.

heimdall’s body jolted in satisfaction. he almost lost his senses again the moment her eyes focused on him, therefore, because he could lose himself upon those shades of (e/c).

“i love you, too.”

she really loved him. (y/n) didn’t even have the right mental capacity anymore to question the reality of her own behavioral state. but those were the words she knew she could say—the words that would keep polluting her mind. and she knew that he knew they were real.

to heimdall, that was an vow of declaration—one of the purest truth; meaning she belonged to him. he truly and honestly valued how she spoke those words to him, how she comfortably had embraced him closer.

ah, how privileged to worship an true divinity. to think she could love such an corrupted bastard like him.

this love built on deception, but that did not matter.

this love constructed from manipulation and selfish desire—an unending one that was planted onto her lips, sealing that bond.

“you can only trust me,” he whispered, eyes darkened with an intense glint of predatory delight. “only i can have you.”

he would protect her from all the dangers of the nine realms, though it didn’t occur to him that he was the greatest threat to her, if not entirely.

and it was promised now and that he would purposely make her forget, and purposely create falsity to her about her half-breed brother and father, who both seemed to be forgotten already. as long as he breathed out every word to her, she’ll believe it, it would be her reality.

“i’m the one who can protect you,” he said. “you don’t need anyone else. just me…”

he wasted no time in continuing his ways with her, making her breathe hitch, screams of confirmation to his words throughout the rest of the night…

and an unbreakable vow sealed through an tender kiss, one she wouldn’t escape.

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[mo0nfairy]

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𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬

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( 📦 ) . . .  𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘆𝗲𝘁.

[ravenloop]

I really liked 'In Time' fic of Heimdall x reader. Maybe you can make more of yandere Heimdall? 🙏🏼

Glad you enjoyed it! That fic definitely got me thinking of making more of yandere Heimdall, and everyone seems to love it too so... Maybe it might just happen? :))

[noirscript]

Yandere Hotline

Open for commissions. Enjoy.

"The society doesn't understand people like us. They cannot understand our desire to provide for our beloved. They can never understand our need to protect them at all times. How we needed to keep an eye on them to keep them from harm."

He stared at the camera. Or perhaps at the person behind it.

"But after seeing one misery after another, I had a spark of inspiration. Since I have the means to do it, why don't I establish a company for people like me? Like us? A hotline meant for our deepest darkest desires. A place where our darlings are within arm's length."

Tears began to fall from the person behind the camera. Their bare body shivered while they take a step back from it.

The sound of metal clanking could be heard in the background. His head perked as he clenched his fist.

"I'm X... and we welcome you to Yandere Hotline."

Stories that are part of this series will be tagged after the cut:

call disconnected. | yandere alexei x reader

dropped call. | yandere yulian x reader

call avoidance. | yandere heimdall x reader

[vixxi]

Immortality - Yandere!Thor x Pregnant!Reader

(Inspired from Welcome to Yandereland's Thor Masterlist and Mythology)

It's been almost 2 weeks since Thor kept you in Asgard and Loki's betrayal that he will help you go back to Earth, Thor never let you go without him or his guards just because he does not want you to escape since Loki's help.

Thor tried to satisfy you in every way just to keep you in Asgard and to himself, he tried to spoil you like his queen or cuddles, but nothing worked, then one thing came to his mind, when you will have an Asgard heir in your belly, you will never leave Asgard.

So Thor every night made love to you, and every day he would call the healer if she is expecting a baby, and they told him that you do not. That upsets Thor, he loves you so much and he would be happy if he will be a father of your childrens.

Weeks passed and Heimdall advised him to pray for Iðunn, because he knew that you are an mortal and he knew how much Thor loves you so why not ask Iðunn for an apple that can make you an immortal and a goddess, that way Thor's wish of having you close and having a child with you as a big chance.

So from that day Thor starts to pray for Iðunn for her help until one day she appeared in front of him and asked him why does he wants the golden apples for the mortal that is you, to make you immortal.

Thor answered "(Y/N) is the love of my life, her mortality is the problem to be with her forever, my sweet queen is kind, sweet, and my everything and want her to rule Asgard by my side, I can't love anyone else if she dies, she is the only thing I love".

Iðunn thinked for a moment as she saw the light in his eyes when he mentioned you and the truth in his words, gave him and you her blessings, then gave him a one golden apple and advised him to place an apple seed to the ground after you eat the entirety of the apple.

Thor thanked Iðunn and walked to his room where you were sleeping in his bed, blanket covering your body, only your head was poking from the blanket, he finds it cute, he quietly sits next to your sleeping body and kissed your forehead.

"Wake up my sleeping beauty" he whispered to your ear, you slowly woke up and see him smiling at you while holding a golden apple "I was walking around our castle and saw some apples, and I was thinking that you could be hungry for some, so I got you this apple" he lied but he sounded like a sweetheart.

You thanked him and told him you weren't hungry, but your stomach was growling with hunger, he chuckled and handed you the golden apple.

You smiled and ate the golden apple and thanked him as you handed him the rest of the apple that is where the seeds are shown, he smiled and let you sleep again, as he walked outside to plant one of the apple seeds to the ground.

He waited for the effect of the immortality in you for almost 4 hours and then the effect worked. Thor was happy that you could live forever with him by his side and rule Asgard.

One month later the healers informed Thor that you are expecting two heirs, Thor was exited about that and thanked Iðunn as he prepared a nursery room for the babies and had two named for them for a girl or two girls Thrud and Vör, for a boy or two boys Móði and Magni.

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Requests are open!

[starssunsoftheinfinite]

Yandere!Loki x Cat!Male reader Chapter 3

warnings : none

Names used : Y/N, 'my darling', 'pet', 'my sweet boy', 'mine', 'little pet'

comfort. its not suuuper hinted at but in the comfort scene, Loki is meant to be using some magic to help with it which is why you give in so quickly.

Read over by me and corrected with the help of an app.

1,232 words

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It wasn't long before you, Loki, and Heimdall stood ready for your travel. Loki had said his goodbyes and you had no one to say goodbye to so you happily went on your way. Well, mostly happily. You still had this horrible nagging feeling about stepping foot onto Mindguard. It was… embarrassing. You were the best thief in the galaxy, you had stolen from the collector for goodness sake! Why would being on that tiny planet bring you any fear? It was completely irrational. Your ears laid flat against your head as you watched Heimdall turn the key and-

The air was familiar and yet foreign, cooling on your skin and the bird song overhead was beautiful but its beauty did not sway your paranoia. You shouldn't be here. You don't know why but something tells you you should not be here.

"Yes, it's quite lovely here isn't it!" The booming voice broke you out of your thoughts, your ears flattening once more and your nose wrinkling. Your eyes traveled upwards and you were greeted by a tall blonde man with broad shoulders and blue eyes. "Hello, Thor," Loki said as though he were forced to say it. Thor's eyebrows furrowed for a moment and he gave a firm nod "Brother. " He huffed before turning his attention back to you. You were verging on a scowl, glancing at Loki before looking back to the Asgardian ray of sunshine beaming down at you. "You must be Y/N! Best cat burglar in the galaxy! I've been excited to meet you ever since this was agreed on. I'm sure you will be of great help to the team" Thor never stopped smiling as he spoke and you wondered if his cheeks hurt yet. You heard Loki huff from beside you and without even looking you could tell he was rolling his eyes. "Do not get too comfortable, we will not be staying long. " Loki grumbled and you threw Thor an apologetic glance. He seemed like a nice man so you felt the need.

The compound was large and seemingly well-fortified. If you were planning to rob the place you certainly wouldn't be able to do it on a whim. Though you're sure with a little planning it would be a breeze. Luckily for them though, you are not here to burgle. You were led into a large lift with a window, allowing you to watch the ground become smaller and smaller, people watching all the way up. When it finally stopped you felt Loki's hand on your shoulder, urging you to move forward.

The room was spacious and clean. There was a man in purple sitting on a large armchair, a book in his hand. He was the only other person in the room so you stared for a moment, expecting a greeting. The man did not notice for an awkwardly long amount of time so Thor promptly stepped in. "This is Bruce! He is a scientist, very smart guy." Thor exclaimed, clearly frightening the man as he pat him on the head. "Hi." Bruce said with a nod. It was short but friendly, he seemed nice. Loki hummed though it was clear he was uninterested. "I do not wish to socialize, Thor. Please just take us to our rooms I've had a long day and it's not even noon." Loki complained. Thor nodded and led the two of you to a pair of rooms side by side with one another. "Loki you are on the left, and y/n is on the right. You have your own beds, snacks, bathrooms, the whole shabang!" Thor grinned. "shabang?" Loki echoed. "I learned it here in Midgard its a very fun word. " Thor said and Loki didnt bother prying any further.

Thor finally left the two of you to your own devices, each of you sitting in your respective rooms. It wasn't too bad, quite nice actually though you know Loki probably gasping at the lack of gold. You didn't mind the white walls and simple bed. It was quite a nice bed actually. You pressed your back into the soft sheets, taking a deep breath and letting yourself drop your guard for a moment. As the thrill of a new place and new people slowly drifted away, your mind was once again plagued with a strange tension. It was becoming more and more frustrating by the second. What was wrong why were you so upset? You let out a raspy and angry groan and stood up, kicking your foot against a set of drawers and having to catch the vase that tumbled off due to the disturbance. Your expressions of frustration were cut short by a knock at your door.

"Come in." You called and unsurprisingly Loki strode his way toward your bed. "I heard a bit of commotion. What is troubling you, pet?" He spoke and it was so soft and gentle. When he was with others he was rude and snarky but when the two of you were alone every word he spoke invited you in. You sat beside him, leaning back on your hands and staring at the floor. "I- mm." You began but then stopped, unsure of how to continue. You took a deep breath, tail curling around you as you brought your knees to your chest.

"Something about this place- Midguard it… it troubles me. Ever since you mentioned going I felt this nagging feeling. Like there's something here I should be scared of and the fact I don't know what to fear frightens me even more. " You spoke as clearly as you could, trying your best to express your complicated feelings. Loki hummed in understanding and laid himself on the bed, resting his head against the pillow and gesturing for you to come. "Come, lay with me. " He said and you were hesitant but obliged. You rested beside him and Loki promptly lifted you with ease, positioning you to lay your head against his chest. The pattern of his heartbeat soothed your worries if only a little. "I do not know what you fear. So I am afraid I cannot truly assist. But perhaps I can help you to let go of your thoughts for now. No need to think little pet, just listen. " Loki suggested and without a second thought, you leaned into the idea. Anything to make this horrible feeling go away.

You turn slightly, pressing your face into Loki's chest and Loki's hand finds itself buried in your hair. You breathed in his scent and the more you took in the more you curled up. "Oh, sweet thing… that's it. Relax." He hummed and with each word the room got quieter and quieter. Like the only noises that were important to hear were Loki's heartbeat and his voice. Your body felt heavy and soothed, you barely remembered what you were so worried about before, far too focused on Loki and his words. "My sweet boy, my darling. Mine." If you were able to have coherent thoughts you'd question such language. But despite the fact you barely knew the man, you allowed him to call you his. You wouldn't mind that. As the world finally drifted away, allowing you to melt against Loki and curl your tail around his waist, for the first time in a very long time you felt genuinely and truly safe.

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this one was real short and it was going to be longer, however the way I wanted it to go either meant leaving it here and saving the rest for chapter 4 or carrying on and making it way longer. I chose to split it up instead of dragging it out.

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[thecastanova]

POV: You pretty much are very lonely and resort to fictional characters for comfort 🧍🏻

These were a few lines I took from a Oneshot called 'In Time' which is a Yandere! Heimdall x Reader. I fell in love with the writing and I was going around yt one day and ran into an AI voice thingy and decided to do this. If it sounds choppy it's cause the AI voice is kinda wonky, and I had to cut and put together lines if I didn't think it sounds good. Anyways, enjoy 😭🧍🏻

Edit: I forgot to add the link to the oneshot!💔

https://ravenloop.tumblr.com/post/706021649636622336/in-time

[kiame-sama]

Could you make more yandere heimdall x reader oneshots? Or maybe make it a series? I really like how you wrote it because reading yandere fics where they're abusive to the reader/ what not kinda gets old and your fic was refreshing to read. 10/10 best yandere fic I've ever read.

Yoke of the Gods- (Yandere!Heimdall x Reader) pt 2.

(Let's be real, flattery like this will get you damn near everywhere with me)

Warnings; Heimdal is a jackass as per usual, Reader is technically under a spell, yandere behavior, yandere relationship, obsessive behavior, possessive behavior, god of war ragnarok spoilers, manipulative behavior, adult themes, dub-con touching, objectification

Inspiration part .5; https://www.tumblr.com/kiame-sama/704495622290571264/heimdall-obsessing-over-a-darling-with-some-kind?source=share

(NSFW warning) Part 1; https://www.tumblr.com/kiame-sama/706987664714432512/yoke-of-the-gods-yandereheimdall-x-reader-in?source=share

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"Do you know how much others look at you, how Thor looks at you? Their intent is to take you from me, but I won't let that happen. You are Mine. Only mine..."

Another evening of Heimdal recasting the binding spell keeps him awake. Where he had once needed to recast the incantation every night, he only had to do it every once in a while as his beloved lay sleeping peacefully in his arms. The only one that could hurt him adoring and worshiping him was certainly good for his ego.

Even if he didn't need to reaffirm the spell he would lay awake and talk softly into your ear, arms wrapped around you to keep you with him. Something about the way you showed no intent that he could detect that made him press so close to you at night. As if holding you reassured him that you were still there, you were still his dearest and there was nothing anyone could do to keep him away from you.

He knew he needed to have you swollen with his child and The All-Father will have another loyal warrior. The things his child will do will only make him shine even more in the eyes of The All-Father. Your body was certainly accepting of his advances even as his hands hold you tighter.

Heimdall gently kissed the forming ink on the back of your shoulder as he checked on the spells progress. Though it was a long and twisted spell, it was known to be unbreakable once formed. Soul-binding some may say is extreme, but Heimdall knew an opportunity when he saw one and he was going to grab it with both hands.

He had felt what was once indignation at you touching him, the warmth of your body, the soft crooning of your voice even as you threatened him, but it melted away to adoration. The feeling of that connection with another being though your touch rendered him weak kneed and speechless.

He needed that power for himself and he needed you to come along. To him you were just part of the perks for being The All-Father's favorite. The tattoo symbolizing the spell etched permanently into your skin.

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"I know you didn't want this, but we know how this ends... See you soon"

As soon as Freya was done murmuring the words to Kratos, she departed, leaving the Aseir god to chuckle.

"Oh, we both know that's not true. But don't worry, Frigg! I'll be coming for your and your brother as soon as I am finished here."

Despite the fact that Kratos no longer craved the blood of Gods, his rage played with the idea of just outright killing the man. Mimir- the ever loyal amd helpful companion- called up to Kratos with a barely calm voice. The fate of Kratos' daughter was still uncertain and it is difficult to question a dead god.

"Steady, Brother."

Heimdall laughed at this, holding up his hand as if to cover the fact that he was laughing. The purple eyes seemed to shine and glimmer in a way that looked crazed as he swept his hand around himself as if being a showman.

"It truly is nice to meet you, Ghost of Sparta. After all, it wasn't long ago that I was wondering if I would ever meet my Beloved's father."

"What have you done to her?"

"Nothing that she wasn't enjoying."

Mimir spoke up suddenly, always prone to talking whenever the casual banter lulled. His voice was a mix of rage and fear, trying to look at the Aseir to demand answers from the bastard.

"You had better not have put your filthy hands on her you-"

"I don't consort with traitors, head, and I found a very loyal woman who was being held back by her father. She needed to be set free into my arms, because I am the only one who can keep her safe now."

"Slit his throat, Kratos, I want to see the bastard suffer."

"Ah-ah-ah~ you wouldn't want to take away her one and only love, would you? The second she stepped on Asgard was the second she unlocked her true purpose with me! You don't want to make her hate you, do you? She is so truly... Loyal."

He chuckled, even risking getting within direct range of the Spartan due to his confidence in the battlefield.

"Now, whatcha got?"

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The spear sunk deeply into Heimdall's arm, pinning the man to the stone where he found himself trapped.

"Wait... What is going on in that empty head? Oh no no no no no... You are going to spare Me out of pity?"

The spear still imbedded in his arm kept him stuck to the wall and prevented his movement. As Kratos approached, a sudden shape rushed between the two, defending the Aseir man.

"Release him!"

The voice that pleaded with the Spartan was a familiar one that gave the man hesitation. Laying her head almost pathetically against the chest of the blond, she ensured to keep her father as far away as she could. Her eyes were pleading and begging, wanting the man to be released even if it meant putting herself in harms way.

"Let him go!"

Heimdall was stunned as he had been under the impression that you were not able to leave Asgard without him. Apparently you found a way out of your shared home and straight to Heimdall before Kratos had the chance to kill the arrogant man.

"Brother, she must be under a spell to make her loyal to him-"

"Let my husband go, damn it!"

"Husband? Lass, what in the nine realms are you on about?"

"Lay one more hand on my husband and I will end you."

The hateful hiss that came from you made surprise and shock run through both Mimir and Kratos as you ensured to remain close to Heimdall. Clearly his choice of taking you as his beloved was having more and more benefits even he did not foresee. Judging from the concern in Kratos' eyes and the clear hesitation the man showed, you gave Heimdall a certain level of protection from the infamous god-killing god.

"(Y/n), lass... That is not the kind of man you want to stand by. Aye, he isn't as bad as Thor in many regards-"

"Speak ill of my husband again and I will destroy every shred of you, head."

It was clear none of what Mimir was saying really registered to you and you were deep under whatever kind of spell had been put on you. The hostility that you showed towards the two of them was far out of character for you. They both realized that there was no way to convince you otherwise and their only choice was to play into your delusion.

Kratos was careful to not explode his spear as you could be easily injured by being too close, instead he chose to knock both you and Heimdall unconscious. He set to cradling you in one arm and slinging Heimdall over his shoulder so he could transport the both of you. Though he didn't want to bring Heimdall as well, he knew you would respond poorly to waking without the arrogant Aesir god nearby.

"Brother, I fear this may be too complex of a spell to be removed easily. I vote we take both with us. Perhaps Freya can help cure her."

"And if she cannot be cured?"

"We will get to that when we can. For now, we are to complete our mission here and take them back."

With a soft grunt of acknowledgement, Kratos begrudgingly carried both his dear daughter and the nuisance who enchanted her.

[imagine-silk]

Marvel Masterlist

MCU!Peter, Tony, Bruce w/ s/o who's a slime

Secretary!Spiderman (5 Versions)

Secretary!Spiderman getting you ready before a meeting

Secretary!Spiderman going on winter dates w/ you

Natasha + Sleepy kisses

Characters being inebriated

Stephen Strange, Peter B., Bruce Banner, Thor finding a portrait of themselves painted by you

Secretary!Trilogy!Peter finding out he's in love with you

Eddie Brock, Natasha, Tony w/ a chef s/o

Deadpool w/ vampire s/o

Peter B., Wade Wilson, Eddie Brock, Tony Stark w/ a stuttering s/o

Steven Grant and Marc Spector w/ and autistic s/o

Loki and Thor helping s/o with her period

Yandere Hela

Okay hear me out... Wade Wilson w/ a cannibal

Steve Rogers w/ a Witch!Mother-figure

Heimdall + crisp air =

Sam Wilson + memories =

Bucky + tea time =

Scott Lang + rainy =

Stephen Strange + Wong + mysterious =

Glass in my hands (Scott Lang x Reader fic)

Cupid's bow (MCU!Peter x m!Reader)

WIPS

Yandere Scarlet Witch, more

Yandere Hela w/a very cuddly darling

Yandere Wanda w/ a normal civilian!Reader

Poly!Yandere Hela and Wanda sharing a darling

Cindy Moon dating headcanons

[ravenloop]

-In Time-

Pairing: Yandere!Heimdall X Female!reader

Request (in summary [requested by @oyasumimosura]): Reader is the daughter of Kratos and sister of Atreus. She goes to Asgard with Atreus and is very protective of him. While she's there, she catches the eyes of Heimdall and finds out his feelings for her are far more deeper and darker than she thought. (So sorry this took so long! Also was worried about making Heimdall too OOC so I changed it a bit, hope you don't mind :))

Warnings: Just normal Yandere stuff, Heimdall being creepy and possessive (more towards the end), bit of swearing, some violence.

AN: YALL IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING IN SO LONG 😭 I was busy and honestly didn't even know how long I didn't post in :') so have this request! Trying to clear out my inbox lol. I hope y'all like it cause I Def stressed trying to make it good sjnsj enjoy <3

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There was something so creepy about him.

The way he looked at you. Stared at you. He didn't even think about looking away when your gazes crossed. It was like he wanted things to be awkward between you both.

Not like you wanted any sort of relationship with Heimdall, but it would be nice if he tried to be a little hospitable, would be far better than whatever he was currently doing. Which was—not so shockingly—staring.

You shifted uncomfortably under his gaze, trying to act like you couldn't see him. Though, by now he probably read your mind and knew how you felt. Maybe that's why he kept doing it, he wanted you to feel extremely unwelcomed.

It wasn't like you wanted to come to Asgard in the first place. Your brother, Atreus, did. After a very heated argument back at Sindri's tree home, he ran off and sought out Asgard in spite. Of course he wasn't happy when you tracked him down, your father wouldn't be happy either—considering you went without his permission.

All you wanted was for Atreus to be safe. You'll be damned if you let your little brother get hurt by a bunch of piss-faced gods who think they're above everyone else.

With a sigh, you turned and walked away from the open area where Heimdall and a few other Aesir stood. Still, you could feel those eyes piercing through you like a spear.

"He's a weirdo, right?" You jolted, not expecting someone to talk to you. Turning towards the voice, you noticed Thor's daughter, "Um..."

She snorted at your awkward demeanor, "Relax. Everyone here thinks Heimdall is a jerk." You chuckled slightly at that, at least you knew you weren't alone.

"Im... glad to hear. Thrúd, is it?" She nodded. You've seen her talking to Atreus before leaving back at the lodge. Maybe she didn't have enough time to talk to you then, so she's doing it now. That or her parents didn't want her to.

"And you're Loki's sister, Huh?" She put her hand out, "Nice to meet ya!" Slowly you reached out and grabbed her hand, she shook it roughly. Seems like she's excited.

"He's told me a lot about you. Must be fun having a big sister. I've only had brothers." Oh, right. You remember her brothers, Magni and Modi—the ones father killed.

"Right." Suddenly the situation turned awkward.

"Always have to make newcomers feel threatened or uncomfortable, do you?" A hand landed on your shoulder, making you flinch and turn.

It was Heimdall again.

Good gods, how long was he standing there—was he watching you the entire time?!

This time he wasn't looking at you though, he was staring at Thrúd. She stared back, a frown on her face, "I don't always make people uncomfortable. Right?" She looked at you, making Heimdall do the same.

Both pair of eyes pinned you to your spot. Licking your teeth, you responded, "No, I don't think you do." This was literally your first time talking to her so you didn't know if what you said was even true. Hopefully it was.

Heimdall rolled his eyes, "Lies. Lies. But I will leave you to be her personal toy if that's what you'd like. Nine realms know she hasn't made a single friend since being pushed out." Stepping back, he bowed mockingly before walking off with a laugh. But you didn't miss the way his eyes lingered on you a little longer.

Thrúd scowl, "Don't worry about him. He's just being an ass as always. It's nothing new." You nodded. That was strangely relieving. Maybe he'd soon realise you weren't worth it and would leave you alone. Maybe.

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He didn't stop.

Those purple eyes never left your form. They tracked your everywhere. It felt like not even walls could stop him, like he'd just burn holes through them.

Even now, as people talked and murmured amongst themselves in the dining hall, he didn't focus on them. He only focused on one person. You.

The only reason you were even there was because Atreus was. It was late, the moon was high, and he had only just gotten back from a mission Odin sent him on a few minutes ago. It frustrated you how much Odin kept you and your brother separate, and Atreus was too oblivious to notice it.

I need to speak to him privately. We can't stay here any longer, You thought, staring at Atreus as he munched on a piece of bread. It was probably cold.

Opening your mouth, you were about to call his name, but he cut you off by yawning. "I think that mission tired me..." He laughed sheepishly, rubbing his neck, "I'm gonna go sleep."

Atreus stood quickly, moving to leave the hall. "Wait-" You grabbed his shoulder, making him turn, "Atreus, I need to speak to you... In private."

He stared at you. His eyes swiftly glanced over your shoulder before returning to you, "Could... It wait until morning? I'm really tired..." Your brows furrowed. Why was he acting like this? "I- alright..." You let go of him, watching as he smiled at you, saying goodnight before disappearing down the stairs.

It bothered you that he clearly knew it was important, yet decided it could wait, but the look in his eyes told you something was off. And the way he looked past you—at what? At who?

Turning around, your eyes scanned the hall. And you noticed one person—one god—who wasn't there. Heimdall.

That bastard.

The large doors of the lodge swayed the tiniest bit, indicating someone just left, forgetting to close them properly maybe.

You weaved past a few servants in your way, not caring about what they whispered to their fellow acquaintances. You shouldered open the door more aggressively than intended, but you didn't care. Right now you had your mind set on confronting a certain Aesir.

It didn't even cross your mind that whoever left the lodge could have just been a random Aesir that likely didn't even know your name. But to your eyes only one person was missing from that room, and you would have noticed if he went down the stairs in the lodge, right?

Just in case, you kept one hand on the dagger attached to your hip. The one your mother gave you, since your father was far more detached from you when you were a child than he was with Atreus.

You shook the thought from your head. Now wasn't the time to reflect on your childhood. Things have changed. For better and for worse.

Slowly, you stalked through a smaller, narrower path connected to a larger one. It made you less likely to be seen by others, and right now you didn't need people being suspicious of you—far more than they already are—you'd add.

"Looking for me? I feel honoured." You turned around, finding Heimdall emerging from a gap between houses. It was just big enough for a person to make themselves comfortable between.

Not wasting any time, you asked, "What did you tell my brother?" You saw his lips turn upwards ever so slightly, but it was hard to make out his expressions when he was standing so far, in the shadows of the houses, caused by the moon's light.

"You caught onto that quick. Though," His arms raised, extending outwards, "I guess I shouldn't be so surprised. You're one of the smarter... Half-giants I've met. I mean it, really!" Could he answer your question any slower?

"I didn't ask if you think I'm smart. I asked you what the hel you told my brother." You saw his eyes roll. They were the only things that the darkness couldn't hide from you. Every second they glowed brightly.

"I only instructed him one thing..." Heimdall moved closer to you, stepping out of the dark and into the moonlight. Instinctively you pulled out your dagger, aiming it at him. He stopped moving, but by the look on his face, you doubted he was intimidated. "...that he stay away from you, or I'd hurt you in ways that he'd never imagine possible."

That didn't scare you, it may have you feeling a bit uneasy, but not scared. "Is that what you're here to do now? Hurt me?" "No. Something quite the opposite, actually. That is... If you comply." The hand holding your weapon to him didn't falter, not even as he took a step closer.

"You don't scare me, Heimdall." He took another step closer, you stood your ground, "That's exactly what draws me to you."

You scoffed, "My lack of fear for you?"

"That and the lack of consideration you put behind your actions. I mean, how many other people would put a weapon  between themselves and I?" The tone of his voice grew more playful, as if the current situation didn't stress him, "When they know damn well it cannot stop me." It was clear it did not.

And to you It became increasingly more clear that you were in a secluded area. Hidden from any and all eyes expect Heimdall's. No one was around. No one could help you. No one would hear you.

He led you here. So you were with him and him only.

You gripped your dagger harder, the muscles in your arm straining, your breathing growing heavier when he stepped even closer, "Try anything and I'll kill you." He stared at you, a frown on his face. And you silently regretted saying that when he didn't speak.

It was tense. Quiet. All Heimdall did was stare into your eyes. You didn't dare tear your gaze away from his.

After a moment, he scoffed, before breaking out into laughter. Moonlight bounced off his golden teeth as he continued laughing, making them shine. "Do you..." He calmed himself down, still smiling widely, "Really think... That you can kill me?" He tutted, eyebrows furrowing in a way that made him look like he was staring at you with pity. "Oh, sunshine... That will never, never happen."

You dashed toward him.

As soon as the last syllable rolled off his tongue, you moved forward. The muscles in your arm burned at the movement, but it was a relief. They were finally able to move after being suspended in the air for so long.

You aimed for his throat. Your mission was to kill him. He gripped your wrist, yanking you towards him before throwing you into a nearby building. Your head banged against the wall and you hissed in pain. Weapon long forgotten, lost somewhere on the ground when Heimdall threw you. Everything became blurry and you closed your eyes for a moment.

When you opened them, Heimdall was kneeling in front of you. "Have we learnt our lesson yet?" His head tilted to the side, eyes staring into your half-opened ones.

Clear your mind. The words of your father echoed through your head. Do not let your enemy know your thoughts.

"No." Your left hand reached up to grip his braids, your right hand punching his face.

He stumbled back, groaning, his hand reaching up to his now bleeding face. You took your chance and ran, heading for the lodge. You needed to find Atreus.

The path seemed a lot more confusing on the way back, or maybe it was your racing mind making it seem like that.

You could hear Heimdall's rushing footsteps growing louder and closer. They were far more quiet than yours, but you could still pick up on them.

Finally, you saw the lodge come into view, the lights on it glowing brightly—but there was one thing that worried you.

Heimdall's footsteps stopped.

But yours didn't. Your legs kept moving. They went even faster now. Just as you were in a meter or two of the lodge, a hand gripped your arm, pulling you behind a house and back into the darkness as a hand covered your mouth.

You squirmed in Heimdall's grip, biting, kicking and doing whatever to try and escape.

Your teeth bit deep into his palm and he gritted his own teeth. The hand around your midsection, holding your back to Heimdall's chest, squeezed tight until there was little air in your lungs.

This caused you to stop moving, your head spinning once more. You heard Heimdall 'tsk', "Now now... Is this any way to treat your lover?" He finally released his hand from your mouth, trusting and knowing you wouldn't scream.

"You're a deranged fuck if you think anyone could ever love you," Venom dripped from your words, "Especially... when you do... stupid shit like this..." The little air in your body slowly disappeared with each word.

Heimdall noticed your struggles, and despite your words, he loosened the grip on your waist. You took in large gasps of air while Heimdall began speaking.

"True. Though being loved is a hard thing to do or come across now." His hand on your torso moved further up until it reached your throat. It didn't do anything, it just lingered there. "So sometimes, you just need to do things like this."

"I wonder why it's so hard for you..." He didn't like your tone. "Don't worry, you'll have plenty time to find out. It's not like you're ever leaving."

Your eyes narrowed, staring at the wooden wall in front of you. Before you could speak, Heimdall did, "And you will be staying here, sunshine. Unless you wanted your brother to have a... Painful death."

"Touch him and I'll-" you choked on your words when he squeezed your throat, stopping your breathing again.

"I won't touch him if you agree to what I'm proposing." His hand let go so you could breath, "And we both know you can't defeat me. So your best option would be complying." Not even the slightest bit did you agree to what he wanted you to. You hated him. This only expanded that feeling.

But your brother...

You wouldn't be able to live with yourself if he died.

"I'll make your life a living nightmare." It wasn't a yes or a no, as much as you wanted to say the latter.

There was a warm feeling on your neck and you recognized it as Heimdall's breath, "Even better. I love a good challenge. Hard to find one when you're a god of my capabilities."

Everything he said made you want to roll your eyes or curl you lips in anger. The hate you had for him was unmatched. The anger that filled your body when near him made you feel like exploding.

"I hate you."

He chuckled and it sounded like what a snowstorm felt like. Cold.

"I know. But don't worry... in time, you'll learn to love me."

No. No, you definitely would not.

[ramdom-yandere-thoughts]

*Heimdall and y/n arguing in the hall*

Y/N: You are so obnoxious! I am leaving with or without your approval !

Heimdall: As if you could leave this realm without me knowing ! I would never allow it !

[black-aurora-nora]

You Need Me | Yandere!God of War Ragnarok!Heimdall x Reader

You woke up in a private medical tent and quickly noticed that you weren't alone.

Heimdall was frowning at you once you acknowledged his presence, "Why are you still alive, huh?" He repeated your thoughts aloud, "Do you wish to be dead that badly?"

You didn't say anything. Why bother? Heimdall already knew what you were thinking anyways.

"What happened to that fire you had a few months ago? Don't tell me I snuffed it out that easily?" He teased heartlessly, "I thought you were stronger than that, but I guess I thought too highly."

"Are you the one that saved me?" You asked.

Heimdall smirked and nodded, "Now tell me why you went and did something so stupid."

"I'm staring at it." You responded coldly. "I dealt with your torment for months on end, day after day, hour after hour. I tried being corrigible, I tried fighting back and I tried to just ignore you."

You glanced at the shaking hands in your lap, "No matter what I did, you were there, ready to break me down," You looked back at him, eyes desolate, "And you succeeded. The Great Heimdall broke the Midgardian girl that wanted to be a Valkyrie and snuffed out what little fire she had left."

Heimdall hummed at that, nodding to himself, "So what you're proposing is that you need me."

You smiled at that, but it didn't reach your eyes, "I'm going to make sure I kill myself before I ever say something like that."

Heimdall smiled back, "And I'm going to make sure you never do, sweetheart."

[writerbyaccident]

Rainy Day (Yandere Thor x Reader)

           “Ah!” you shrieked. “It’s getting everywhere!”

           Rolling her eyes at your dramatic reaction, your friend chuckled at the sight of you getting melted ice cream all over your hands. As you and your friend walked through the park, you looked around for a water fountain or something that would let you could rinse your hands off but found yourself disappointed. You smothered your desire to copy your friend’s eyeroll, and instead focused on trying to finish your cone as fast as you could.

           “That’s what you get for eating your ice cream so damn slow,” your friend laughed.

           “Um, actually, this just means that I get delicious ice cream soup.”

           “Well, you better hurry up then before your soup gets watered down.”

           Confused at the joke, you looked at her with furrowed brows for clarification, and saw her expository nod towards the sky. When you looked up, you saw that the previously sunny day was quickly being overtaken by what seemed to be some serious storm clouds, all looking like they were ready to burst. You frowned at the sight of them, and at the subsequent feeling of being watched by far too devoted an eye.

           “Weird, right?” she said. “I thought it was supposed to be sunny today.”

           “I guess not,” you answered, forcing a smile.

           A loud peal of thunder echoing throughout the park, the clouds that had so suddenly made their way across the sky burst. A freezing rain reached the ground in moments, and, shrieking, your friend started running for the parking lot. You followed her, though not a single raindrop touched you as you ran. As the two of you finally reached her car and your friend turned back to say goodbye, you worried that she would notice the fact that you were still dry, but in her rush to get inside the roofed safety of her car, she didn’t.

           “I’m gonna head home, I’ll see you later!” she called out with a hasty wave.

           You waved right back, then turned and began walking in the direction of your own car. When you made it there though, you didn’t unlock the doors. Rather, you turned back to make sure that your friend’s car had since left, and with that confirmation, you began walking back into the park. A part of you noticed that the heavy rain was driving away the rest of the park’s current residents, a fact that you were quietly grateful for. You didn’t want the pressure that would come the minute the public recognized an Avenger.

           And so, setting yourself on a park bench, you took the last few bites your ice cream cone and waited.

           You didn’t have long to wait, although you could have guessed that from the way that the raindrops had ceased disappearing the moment before they reached you skin and instead now simply gave the entire park bench a wide berth, like a shield that ended a mere few feet before your face. Sighing at the unasked-for display of power, you stared off into the rain, not even looking up when Thor landed behind you with his usual crack of thunder and flash of lightning.

           “I had been hoping that you would wait for me.” His eyes on you the entire time, the god walked over and joined you on the bench.

           “Well, what’s the point of driving home when you’d beat me there anyway?”

           “Too true!” Thor chuckled. “How was your ice cream?”

           “I would have thought you already knew since you were watching me,” you said flatly, knowing from experience that your anger would not get through to him. No, Thor wouldn’t even recognize it, far too content to continue seeing you as his devoted love.

           “I wasn’t watching you, my love. Remember, Heimdall is the one who sees all,” he explained with the patience of an immortal. “Perhaps I ought to bring you a book on the history of Asgard. You ought to learn about your future home.”

           That—now that cracked through your learned resignation and let your anger resurface.      

           “My future what?”

           “Your future home, of course!” Thor beamed down at you, his striking blue eyes positively glowing at the thought. “As much as I do love Midgard, it is no place for us to make our life together. Besides, I can hardly leave my people, I am to be their king. And you are to be my consort.”

           “Excuse me? Don’t I get a say in this?” you snarled.

           For a moment, as Thor simply stared at you blankly, you thought that you had broken through to him. That he would finally be forced to recognize that you didn’t want any part of what he was offering. That you didn’t want his twisted, obsessed version of love. But then that moment passed, and Thor offered up his usual disarming smile, reaching over to stroke your hair soothingly.

           “There is nothing for you to worry about, my darling,” he crooned. “I know that the thought of having to rule a kingdom, especially one as awe-inspiring as Asgard, must make you nervous. But I will be the one ruling, not you. I will take care of everything. All that you will have to do is continue being my dutiful love, as you are meant to be.”

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