#yandere hs x reader

[yanyan-stuck]

hii!!!! i love your work so much!! }:)

if you're feeling up to it, could the john egbert fans get some food with trickster headcanons? sfw or nsfw, no preference,, tysm!! keep up the amazing work

How about both

Yandere Trickster John Egbert

-Being a trickster would make him even more delusional. If you tried to fight back against him, he would just ignore it and pretend it didn't happen.

-He would turn you into a trickster as well, as quickly as he could. After all, he feels so happy like this and he wants you to feel it too.

-He would almost certainly try to get you to agree to marry him as soon as you turn trickster. If you manage to keep your wits enough to refuse, he'll just keep asking until you give in.

-When in trickster mode, he'll be impossible to pull off of you. It doesn't matter what's happening, he's latched onto you like his life depends on it.

-If you hadn't already been kidnapped when he went into trickster mode, he would tell you all of the creepy things he knows about you, everything cute that he's seen you do. And, with your mind being as addled as it would be in trickster mode, you'd just giggle and find it adorable that he would find that much out about you.

N/S/F/W

-He gets just as much baby fever as every other person in trickster mode would. Luckily, that would include you too.

-Like how I said he can never be pulled off of you, if he's not cuddling you he's having sex with you. It doesn't matter what you would be saying if he hadn't forced you into trickster mode. It would work entirely in his favor that trickster mode lowers your inhibitions entirely.

-As soon as he gets you into trickster mode, he would want to be having sex with you. It's something entirely unavoidable in his eyes. It's meant to happen that he'll ask to have sex with you, and you'll enthusiastically agree.

-He would want to have a child with you to an insane degree, regardless of if that's feasible or easy for the two of you. Again, you'd be feeling much of the same way though, so you can't really blame him for anything he did while in trickster mode.

-If he manages to remember even an inkling of consent that you gave while in trickster mode, it would make your life a living hell when he's out of trickster mode. He'd either see it as permanent consent, or attempt to force you into trickster mode again in order to feed his delusions of you wanting and needing him.

[belit0]

Still thinking about Yandere HS Obito (you wrote him so beautifully thank you!) especially with the way the other Uchiha’s use girls. Darling tried to break up with him, while he won’t accept it or let her, he’d still be upset. The older cousins Madara and Indra are like “find another one?!? You’re an Uchiha it’s not hard?” And that’s the wrong thing to say to poor Obi, he’s now both mad at darling for her tantrum and his cousins for saying she was replaceable.

I live for these very-fucked-up-delusional-yandere! Uchihas, fr.

Side street.

Indra’s car was half-swallowed by the dark at the edge of the school’s back lot—matte black, sunroof open just enough to let the smoke coil upward like ghosts. Windows tinted, engine silent. A cigarette burned slow between his fingers, another joint already dead in the ashtray.

Inside, it reeked of weed, tobacco, and something worse: the kind of thoughts they never said out loud unless they were high enough to stop pretending they weren’t real.

Obito was in the back seat, hoodie up, eyes blank, head tipped back against the window like he’d been dead for hours.

-She tried to dump me today,- he said flat. No buildup. No drama. Just like he was reporting it. Like a body found behind the gym.

Madara exhaled smoke through his nose and didn’t even look at him. -You serious right now? You let her say that to your face?-

Izuna coughed, already annoyed. -Jesus. That’s what you’re whining about? Dumped? Grow the fuck up. You sound like one of those soft-ass nerds in bio class. She’s not even hot enough for all this crying.-

-You're a bitch when you're sober,- Shisui said to Obito, leaning forward between the seats, voice smooth like syrup laced with venom. -What, she said she needed “space”? Let me guess. “It’s not you, it’s me”? Pathetic.-

Obito didn’t react. His fingers dug into the sleeves of his hoodie. -She said we were done.-

Madara barked a laugh. -Yeah? And you just stood there like a little simp? Fuck’s wrong with you?-

Izuna flicked ash onto the car floor, not giving a shit. -You got dozens of girls waiting to get on their knees for you. Swap her out. Replace. Upgrade. That’s how it works.-

Obito looked up, eyes darker now. Not tired—ready. -She’s not like that.-

Shisui clicked his tongue, half a laugh in it. -Yeah, they all start “not like that.” Until they’re lying about some dude named Luca or liking photos at 2am. They’re all fake eventually. You’re just the last to find out.-

Madara reached into his coat, lit another cigarette off the dying ember of the last. -You’re acting like she’s the only pussy left in this school. She’s not magic, Obito. She just played you better than most.-

Obito’s jaw ticked. -She’s mine.-

Indra hadn't said a word. Just sat in the driver’s seat, half-lit by the blinking overhead light, hair falling across his face as he stared straight ahead.

Now, he spoke. Low. Cold. Final. -Then stop whining and handle it. You don’t ask for what’s yours. You fucking take it.-

Obito’s knuckles cracked around the seatbelt. -She’s scared. Thinks she can walk away. Like she gets to choose.-

Madara leaned his head back, grinning. -She only thinks that ‘cause you let her. You waited too long to check her. Now she thinks she’s got power.-

-You gonna let some girl flip the script on you?- Izuna leaned close, his grin sharper than necessary. -Bet she’s out there now, laughing with some other guy. Wearing your hoodie. Talking about how “free” she feels.-

-Fuck off,- Obito snapped, but not loud enough to mean it.

Shisui smirked. -Can’t believe you’re still calling her your girl after she embarrassed you like that. I’d have her crawling back by now. One post, one message. Done. They’re all programmable if you hit the right nerve.-

-You don’t get it,- Obito’s voice cracked through the smoke. -I don’t want another one. I don’t want backups. I don’t need anyone else. I need her. And I don’t give a fuck how scared she is. She chose me. I’m not letting her pretend she didn’t.-

The silence in the car turned heavy.

Izuna laughed first. Soft and low, like something unhinged peeling loose. -Fuck. You’re really gone, huh? Fully obsessed.-

Obito didn’t blink. -I was nice. I was patient. I let her have her little tantrum. But next time she tries to run, I swear I’ll make her beg to come back.-

Madara’s voice turned lazy. Pleased. -Now that’s more like it.-

Indra finally turned his head. Eyes unreadable. Voice low and lethal. -Then do it. Walk right up to her, look her in the eyes, and take her back. No warning. No explaining. Just take. She’s already yours. Remind her what that means.-

Obito’s mouth curled slow into something almost like a smile—but it didn’t reach his eyes. -She’ll come back. Or I’ll make her.-

The car filled with quiet again.

Smoke clung to their clothes, their skin, their hair. But the weight in the air wasn’t from that.

It was from the fact that none of them knew how to love.

They only knew how to own.

And ruin.

And take.

[yandere--stuck]

CAN U WRITE SOMETHING ABOUT YAN VRISKA I NEED HER SO BAD

Fun fact: Most of this was written 2 years ago!

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"I hate you," You sneered, feeling your nose crinkle as you glared up at the troll.

Her psionics hadn't put you to sleep, not like the last few times, but had forced you to your hands and knees in exhaustion. She'd been practicing, apparently, wanting to hone her abilities to control the minds of humans just as she did lowbloods. Part of you was terrified at the thought, but another was far too tired to even care.

If she learned how to control your mind, at least you would no longer be aware of the horrible situation you were in. But, for now, you still were, and you could at least get back at her in some small form.

It seemed this time you had twisted the knife exactly where it hurt.

"What?" Her voice was soft, tinged with pain

The look on her face… It should have vindicated you. But, it only left a heavy, dark feeling in your stomach. The furrowing of her eyebrows, the look of sadness and hurt in her slit eyes, the soft downturn of her lips, even the way her form tensed up at your words… For a moment, only a moment, you forget everything she's done to you.

You forget the kidnapping, the forced sleeping spells, the lies, the insults, how she would hold you over the pit where her lusus resided, threatening to let you fall in. For just a breath, you were able to see the small intricacies of Vriska Serket, a glimpse at the more vulnerable side of the Troll.

And then that moment ended.

You yelped as a hand yanked at your hair, claws twisting into your locks and digging harshly into your scalp. Your head was yanked to and fro, your scalp aching and burning with each tug. You could hear Vriska's grunts of effort and rage. You didn't dare look up, afraid of your captor's ire - and that she might snap your neck if you so much as turned the wrong way. 

She moved her arm as if to toss you away, forcing you to rear back, only to swing her arm toward herself, pulling you back toward her on your hands and knees. Your tears dripped to the floor as you cried in silent pain. Your mouth opened wide in a silent scream.

“Now, what do we say?” Vriska asked through grit teeth.

Your throat squeezed tight. You knew the words she wanted to hear, but your body wouldn't let you make a sound. All you could do was stare up at her, eyes bleary and stinging with tears.

“I said speak!” Vriska spat. 

One of her legs suddenly kicked out, impacting your arms and sending you scrambling to the ground. You gasped out in pain as Vriska held you up by your hair. Your scalp screamed in pain.

“I'm sorry!” You blurted out in a sob. “I didn't mean it, I'm sorry!”

The troll simply stared down at you for a moment. You could feel it - the judgment, the scrutiny. Your breathing was shaky, taken through long, heaving breaths as you fought through the pain, trying desperately to keep still long enough for her to make a decision. Maybe if you did it right, she'd stop punishing you. Maybe if you stopped fighting back, none of this would happen. Maybe you should just give up trying to escape entirely. 

It seemed like she was going to hold you there forever. That is, until Vriska unceremoniously dropped you to the ground. You laid there, halfway into the fetal position as you massaged your poor scalp, hoping to ease the pain.

You jumped as Vriska knelt beside ypu, but she quickly corralled you into her arms, shushing you as she did.

“You apologized, it's okay,” Vriska flashed you a sharp grin. “I don't have to be the bad guy anymore.”

You didn't respond, merely sniffling and trying to avert your gaze.

One of her hands rubbed at your back, while the other captured the side of your face and turned you to face her again. The look she gave you was almost... Tender. Loving. She smiled at you with the brightness of the Alternian sun - bright and filled with warmth, but deadly all the same. Well, so you've heard.

"You know I love you, right?" She asked.

Taking a breath, you nodded. You didn't fully believe her, of course, but an affectionate and calm Vriska was better than a Vriska with a grudge. And you definitely didn't want to make her upset all over again. So, you smiled as she embraced you fully. You tried to relax into her arms as she began to rock you back and forth.

Maybe if you shut your eyes, you could pretend that this was what your relationship - if you could even call it that - really was. You being comforted by your loving alien girlfriend and living together in her home while definitely not having been kidnapped. And maybe it'd be for the best if you tried actually believing it.

[cryptid-catnip]

Flushed!Yandere Eridan with a Gender Neutral!Human!Darling A-I Alphabet HCs

(Author's Note: I'm sorry if this isn't my best work, I haven't written anything in a while.)

Affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?Eridan would be very clingy (in the literal sense) with his affection. He would be very needy when it comes to his affection, constantly asking for or wanting you to give him affection. All in all, he's extremely needy when it comes to his affection and will cling to you constantly.

Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?Eridan is ready and willing to hurt, maim, or kill someone for his darling, considering he is no stranger to bloodshed. Invigorated with the desire to "protect" his darling and have them to himself, he would be willing to annihilate someone with his Ahab's Crosshairs or a Hope beam. Overkill definitely, but not to him. When it comes to protecting his darling, any measure he takes is a necessary one.

Cruelty: How would they treat their darling once abducted? Would they mock them?Eridan wouldn't mock his darling, but rather he would be extremely dedicated to the notion of convincing his darling that he's doing it for their mutual benefit. He wants his darling to see things the way he does, and he'll do anything to do that, no matter what.

Darling: Aside from abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?Eridan would try to cuddle or kiss you without asking first, and will need pretty constant reminders to not do that.

Exposed: How much of their heart do they bare to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

Eridan would dump his heart out to his darling, telling about his past failed relationships with Feferi and Vriska, as well as being extremely self pitying, partially as a way to try to draw out compliments and affection from his darling.

Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

Eridan would be completely pissed. Even though his darling is a human who doesn't have a chance in hell to defeat him if they haven't God Tiered, the very notion that his darling dislikes him to the extent of actually fighting him physically would leave him fuming with anger. If you are God Tiered, that will make things a bit more difficult, but he'll try to find a way around that.

Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

No. Eridan would take securing his darling and getting them to himself extremely seriously, and seeing them try to escape would leave him just as angry as if they tried to fight him. Eridan would also not take kindly to his darling being highly sarcastic or snarky after he's kidnapped them.

Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

Eridan would leave you locked in a cold, dark, damp room for several days on end with only him to keep you company. Although staying in there would be awful for you, he would find it quite pleasant due to the temperature, the wetness, and, of course, you.

Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

Eridan desires a future with you where you two are in a happy matespritship, and one where he never has to stew in resentment of himself and his past partners ever again, with you to keep him company. 

[random-introverted-blog]

His Star - His Queen | Official Edit

My editing skills are... okay. But I wanted to do something cool for you guys. To show my appreciation. I can't draw or design a trailer or anything, but I can put my editing and patience to work.

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When Ascendant Astarion intercepts you and Your Astarion on your way to murder Cazador, he steals you away to his world. Where your other self has perished, and it doesn’t take you long to see why. He makes it clear you will rule at his side, his obedient, loyal queen. And he will “train” you until you comply.

But not all is lost. Already in pursuit with the aid of a mysterious Elven man and woman, your vampire spawn is coming to the rescue. Without you, his newfound freedom from Cazador was hollow. You were more than a treasure. You were his star. And he was yours. You’ve done more for him than you would likely ever realize. You saved him from himself. Now it was his turn to save you.

His Star.

His Queen.

Whichever one will you be?

[originalhomestuckscenarios]

Are you available to do yandere!Jade where she deals with her gender neutral S/O’s amnesia?

This request really reminded me of one otome (Amnesia: Memories- Diamond world route) but I didn't inspire my writing with it if you were wondering

Yandere Jade dealing with her S/O's amnesia

Disclaimer: everything in green text is Jade's narrative so these notes especially aren't meant to be taken seriously. This is not healthy. This entire scenario isn't showing a healthy relationship. Nor is it gloryfing it.

Reader here is gender neutral

No matter if you tried to hide your memory loss or not she'd know about it. After all what kind of partner she'd be if she didn't know everything?

It must've been scary to just wake up one day and not remember a thing! Especially not remembering your love! That's just the worst thing she could imagine!

On the other hand, your memory loss was a little bit... Convenient to her.

It's just that you slowly started to realize that her possessive nature... And the things she did and said to your friends behind your back... Weren't normal. At least by society's standard! Because she knows best what's for you.

So she tried her best to recover the important memories, the ones with her. She may or may have not completely cut off your friends... But they'd only lie and manipulate you! They'd do everything to destroy what you have with her so she has to protect you!

She'd tell you fun stories and show you very nice things around her house. Finally being in isolation worked in her favor... Otherwise you'd eventually have those unwanted visitors.

Just let her take care of you and everything will be alright. You don't really need your memories you just need her.

~Mod Auvana

[heliosunny]

Omg the latest yandere mydei and phainon in the hs au was crazy good! How about a yandere childhood friend phainon but like they got distant after middle school since phainon became the popular kid and maybe reader tried to like not interfere in his life and starts distancing themselves more but also as soon as they start getting along with other unpopular kids he tries/forces to get her back? Plz plz plz

Yandere!Phainon x Fem!Reader

As kids, it was natural, two little shadows following each other, your hand tugging at his sleeve when he got too far ahead, his laugh mingling with yours as you ran through the streets. You had always been by Phainon’s side, you were inseparable.

When you picked up volleyball in elementary school, he followed. At first, it was fun—practicing together, cheering each other on. But then he got better. So much better. While you struggled to keep up, he soared. Every serve he hit was perfect, every spike effortless. Coaches praised him, teammates adored him, and before long, he wasn’t just your Phainon anymore. He belonged to everyone.

It didn’t stop there. No matter what you did, he was always just ahead, just out of reach. His charm made him popular, his skills made him respected. Meanwhile, you felt like a supporting character in his story—someone who would always stand in his shadow.

So, when middle school started, you made a choice.

You distanced yourself.

No more waiting for him after school. No more standing by his side at lunch. No more forcing yourself to smile when people compared you to him.

It was time to find your own place.

But Phainon didn’t let go so easily.

For the first time in years, you weren’t in the same class as Phainon.

It felt strange at first—no familiar presence next to you, no knowing glances exchanged during roll call. But as the days passed, you realized you liked it this way. Without him always next to you, always being the center of attention, you could finally breathe.

You joined the gardening club. It was peaceful, a far cry from the intensity of the volleyball court. The scent of soil and blooming flowers replaced the squeak of sneakers on polished floors. You made new friends—people who knew you as you, not just as Phainon’s childhood friend.

Meanwhile, Phainon remained in volleyball, his name still echoing through the school halls, his presence larger than life. You rarely crossed paths now, and when you did, it was just in passing. A simple nod. A brief hello. No more lingering conversations, no more waiting for each other after school.

But Phainon didn’t take the distance the way you did.

One afternoon, he came looking for you, wanting to talk—to see you, even if just for a moment. But when he found you in the garden, hands dusted with soil, you weren’t alone. You were smiling, laughing with your new friends, completely absorbed in a world that didn’t include him.

You barely even noticed him standing there.

---

High school.

You had worked so hard to get into this school—one that was far away, a fresh start where no one knew you as Phainon’s childhood friend.

The relief you felt on your first morning was overwhelming. No familiar eyes watching your every move, no whispers comparing you to him. Just you, finally on your own.

But then, in the middle of the crowded hallway, a presence prickled at the back of your neck. It was familiar—too familiar.

You turned your head, and there he was.

He shouldn’t be here. He wasn’t supposed to be here.

For a while, he didn’t approach you. Not in front of everyone. But later, when the hallways were quieter, when there were fewer eyes around, he stepped closer with a smile like nothing had changed.

“Hey” he said, as if he hadn’t just shattered your newfound freedom.

“Why?” Your voice was sharp, furious. “How did you even—?”

“I still talk to your parents,” he said simply. “They love to brag about their precious daughter.”

You didn’t say a word to him after that.

And more importantly, you didn’t mention anything to your parents. If Phainon was getting his information from them, the last thing you wanted was to give him more.

Strangely, the next few days were peaceful. He didn’t try to talk to you again, didn’t linger in the hallways, didn’t hover at the edge of your vision. It was almost as if he wasn’t there at all.

You let yourself relax. You made some new friends, settled into your classes, and finally started to feel like maybe this new school could really be yours.

But peace never lasted long with Phainon.

In the canteen one afternoon, as you walked with your tray, one of your new friends accidentally bumped into someone—hard. A gasp, the sound of food splattering, and then silence.

Phainon stood there, his uniform stained, his hands clenched into fists. His jaw tightened as he looked down at your friend, who stammered an apology. The tension in the air was suffocating, his usual easygoing smile nowhere to be found. His fingers twitched, his body coiled like he was about to—

“Didn’t take you for a bully, Phainon.”

Your voice cut through the moment like a blade.

His head snapped up, his cold gaze meeting yours.

“Y/n, you know I'm not that kind of person.” he murmured.

Crisis averted—for now.

Phainon had only grown more popular over the years. His looks, his charm, his skills—everything about him seemed untouchable. People flocked to him, admired him, wanted to be close to him.

You wanted the opposite.

But Phainon never let you have what you wanted.

One afternoon, when you were alone in the hallway, he cornered you. His arm blocked your escape, his presence overwhelming.

“Why are you avoiding me?”

“Because I need space. Because I—” You exhaled sharply. “Because being around you feels like drowning.”

Before he could reply, voices echoed from down the hall. A group of students was approaching, laughing and chatting.

Panic flared in your chest. If they saw you two like this—if they started whispering—

You pushed against him, trying to slip away, but he didn’t budge. “If you’re avoiding me, then I’ll just let them talk.”

“Phainon, don’t.”

He tilted his head, pretending to think about it. Then, suddenly, he leaned in, his lips brushing against yours in a stolen kiss.

The students passed by, glancing curiously at the scene—Phainon and a girl, too close, too intimate. You saw their eyes widen, their whispers start.

Phainon smirked. “If you don’t want rumors, I’ll make you a deal,” he murmured, just for you to hear. “Be my girlfriend, and I’ll rethink it.”

“…Fine”

His hand finally dropped from the wall, letting you go.

But the feeling of his lips against yours lingered, and you knew—this wasn’t over.

At school, you acted like Phainon didn’t exist.

You ignored him in the halls, never met his gaze, never spoke his name. To everyone else, you were just another student, separate from his world. It was the only way you could keep yourself sane.

But outside of school, it was different.

Phainon made sure of that.

Secret dates, he called them—quiet meetings away from prying eyes. At first, they were simple. Walks through dimly lit streets, sitting together in tucked-away cafés, moments where he talked and you listened, pretending this was normal.

But soon, it wasn’t enough for him.

His hand would linger too long on your wrist, he’d pull you close, arms wrapping around you under the excuse of warmth. He started demanding more—holding hands, leaning into you, resting his head against your shoulder as if staking a claim.

Then came the kisses.

You tried to protest, but Phainon never took "no" well.

The first time he tried, you turned your head away, and his lips barely grazed your cheek. You thought that would be enough—that he would stop if you showed resistance.

You were wrong.

The next time, he didn’t give you the chance to turn away. His fingers caught your chin, holding you in place, and his lips pressed against yours with a quiet sigh of satisfaction.

“You agreed to be my girlfriend,” he murmured when you stiffened. “So act like it.”

You tried to set boundaries, but Phainon never truly listened. If you flinched away from his touch, he’d laugh it off and try again. If you avoided his kisses, he’d corner you somewhere quieter, somewhere you couldn’t escape.

Whenever you resisted, he never snapped, never forced you outright. He just waited.

Because you always gave in.

And then, slowly, he started demanding more.

His hands would drift lower when he held you, fingers brushing against places they shouldn’t. His grip would tighten when you tried to pull away, his voice laced with quiet amusement as he whispered, What’s wrong? I’m your boyfriend, aren’t I?

The worst part was how natural he made it seem—And the more you resisted, the more he reminded you of the deal.

You agreed to be mine.

You’re the one who said yes.

So don’t act like you don’t want this.

Each time he said it, it became harder to argue.

----

Phainon was never late.

You checked your phone again, making sure you hadn’t misread the time. No, it was correct. He should have been here by now. The longer you stood outside the mall, the more uneasy you felt.

A group of men showed up, their gazes unsettling. At first, you tried ignoring them, stepping away when they moved too near, but they didn’t take the hint. One of them grinned, saying something you didn’t bother to listen to.

“I’m waiting for someone.”

“So?” One of them reached out, fingers grazing your wrist. “He’s not here, is he?”

Before you could pull away, something struck him—hard.

A bouquet of roses slammed into his face, petals flying.

The man stumbled back, cursing, as Phainon stood there. His grip tightened on the ruined bouquet before he swung it again, hitting another man’s shoulder with enough force to make him stagger.

The group ran.

You let out a breath you didn’t realize you were holding. Phainon stood still, watching them disappear, his jaw clenched. The bouquet—once carefully arranged—was now a mess, stems broken, petals torn. His fingers were scraped and red from gripping it too hard.

“You’re hurt.”

He blinked at you, like he hadn’t noticed.

Sighing, you reached into your bag and pulled out a small bandage pack. Phainon didn’t protest as you took his hand, carefully wrapping the wounds.

But as you worked, you felt his gaze on you.

And then, his lips curled into a smile.

“Thank you” he murmured, so soft you almost didn’t hear it.

You weren’t in the mood to go anywhere after what happened. Your nerves were still on edge, and the last thing you wanted was to be in a crowded place. Phainon must have noticed, because instead of dragging you somewhere, he simply started walking. And, without a word, you followed.

For a while, neither of you spoke. The streets were quiet, and the night air was cool against your skin. Eventually, though, Phainon broke the silence.

“You remember when we used to race home after school?”

You glanced at him, surprised by the sudden shift in conversation. “…Yeah.”

“You always thought you could outrun me.”

You rolled your eyes. “I almost did. A few times.”

“I let you think that.”

That earned him a glare, but his expression was light—teasing, almost nostalgic. It was strange, talking like this. For a moment, it almost felt normal. Like the past few years of distance and tension never happened.

Then everything shattered.

A group of students turned the corner ahead of you, chatting loudly—until they spotted Phainon.

“Oh my God, is that—?!”

His fans. The same group that followed him around at school, always eager for his attention. Their eyes widened when they saw him, then darted toward you.

For a split second, you considered stepping away, pretending you were just coincidentally walking beside him.

But Phainon had other plans.

Before you could react, his arm slid around your waist, pulling you against him.

“Ah, hey,” he greeted the group, completely unfazed. “Didn’t expect to run into you all.”

Their gazes flickered between the two of you, stunned. “Who’s…?” one of them started.

Phainon’s grip on you tightened just slightly.

“My girlfriend.”

There it was—merciless and undeniable.

The students’ expressions ranged from shock to disappointment, their excitement dimming into stunned silence. Whispers started almost immediately.

You swallowed hard, resisting the urge to shove him away. You knew better. If you tried to deny it, if you acted like this wasn’t real, he’d only make it worse.

So you forced a smile and prayed they’d leave soon.

You didn’t go to school the next day. You told yourself it was just exhaustion, that the weight of everything had finally caught up to you. But deep down, you knew the real reason. You couldn’t face Phainon. Not after what happened.

The doorbell rang in the afternoon. You didn’t think much of it—until you heard your mother’s cheerful voice.

“Oh, Phainon! What a surprise! It’s been so long—come in, come in!”

You barely had time to react before you heard his familiar voice, smooth and polite as always. “Thank you, I was worried when she didn’t come to school today.”

You shot up from your bed, heart pounding. He wouldn’t.

But he did.

Your bedroom door creaked open, and there he was.

“Skipping school?” he mused, stepping inside like he belonged there. “That’s not like you.”

You rushed to the door, reaching for the handle. “You need to leave—”

Before you could pull it open, Phainon slammed it shut.

The force made you stumble, but before you could turn, his arms wrapped around you from behind, pressing you against the door. His warmth caged you in, his breath brushing against your ear.

“You’re avoiding me.”

You stiffened. “Phainon—”

“I don’t like that.”

“Don’t forget,” he murmured, his lips dangerously close to your skin. “You’re mine. And if you ever think about running from me again…”

“…There will be consequences.”

A knock on the door made you freeze.

“Sweetie? I brought you something to drink” your mother’s voice called out.

Phainon’s arms were still wrapped around you, his presence suffocating. He leaned in just slightly, his lips barely brushing your ear as he whispered, “If you don’t listen to me, I wonder what would happen if your mom walked in right now.”

Shame and fury boiled in your chest, but you had no choice. Slowly, you turned to face him, your hands balling into fists at your sides. Rage burned in your eyes, tears stinging at the edges.

Phainon’s expression softened—mockingly so. He reached out, swiping his thumb under your eye, catching a tear before it could fall.

“Now, now,” he murmured, “you should answer her before she gets suspicious.”

You swallowed hard and forced your voice to stay steady. “I’m fine, Mom. Just—just leave it by the door.”

There was a brief pause. Then, “Alright, dear. Let me know if you need anything.”

Her footsteps faded down the hall.

Relief barely had time to settle before Phainon’s grip on you remained firm.

“I’ll open the door,” he said, voice deceptively sweet. “But first…” His fingers tilted your chin up, forcing you to meet his gaze. “Kiss me.”

The seconds stretched unbearably long. But you knew there was no other way.

So you did.

You forced yourself onto your toes, pressing a quick, hollow kiss against his lips. It was over in an instant.

The sound of the lock clicking open was the only thing that let you breathe again.

Phainon stepped back, watching you with satisfaction as he finally let you go.

“See?” he mused. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

You didn’t answer. You just turned away, gripping the doorknob so tightly your knuckles turned white.

You didn’t look back as you left the room. But you could still feel his gaze on you, as if he was already planning his next move.

The next few hours were suffocating in a different way.

Phainon barely gave you space to breathe, sticking close as you went over the lessons he had missed. He was smart—he always had been—but even he had gaps to fill after being away for a volleyball match.

Normally, you wouldn’t have minded helping. But with the way he sat so close, his arm occasionally brushing yours, his gaze heavy on you instead of the notebook, it was impossible to focus.

Just as you were pointing out a formula, his hand suddenly moved—tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

You flinched, your pen slipping from your fingers.

Phainon only chuckled. “Relax. You’re so tense.”

You clenched your jaw, forcing yourself to go back to the lesson. He didn’t make it easy. A sudden squeeze on your thigh. A finger tracing over your wrist. Subtle, fleeting touches that made you hyper-aware of his presence.

It was a game to him.

And when it was finally time to go home, he made sure to have the last move.

“Couples kiss goodbye, don’t they?” he mused, standing too close as you reached for the door.

“Phainon—”

He tilted his head, expectant.

You knew there was no arguing. No refusing. Not without consequences.

So, with gritted teeth, you leaned in. A quick kiss—just like before. That’s what you planned.

But Phainon had other ideas.

The moment your lips touched his, he deepened the kiss, his hand slipping to the back of your head to hold you in place.

It lasted longer than you expected—longer than you could handle.

Your lungs screamed for air, your fingers trembling against his chest as you weakly pushed against him. He finally let go, but not before brushing his lips against yours one last time, as if savoring the moment.

You gasped, your breath shaky.

Phainon, on the other hand, looked perfectly composed.

“See you tomorrow!”

He was certain, and you weren’t going to escape. Not now. Not ever.

[isetfiretomyself]

Yandere King X G/N Ghost reader

Trigger warnings! Death, violence ,You die (obviously lmao), Yandere s/hs , More of a lovesick Yandere. This is my first ever fic so if I've missed anything please let me know!

With that said just imagine a...

👑Yandere Prince who sneaks out...like a lot. What can he say? He loves his kingdom! If he is to rule it one day he must understand it.

👑A Yandere Prince who one day bumps into you! A commoner nothing more, nothing less but to him. You were everything! Your passion, your gratefulness, your kindness is everything he loves about his kingdom in one person! You live in a little village just outside the kingdom but still in it's land. You try to avoid crowds, you have a collection of rocks and crystals. A harmless hobby that got you label as "mysterious" or "freaky".

👑Yandere Prince doesn't mind this at all! You're so pure and happy, you would never harm anyone! (And the more people believe you're threat the more you're all his-oop!)He loves when you ramble about the rocks you collect along the lake, his heart hurts when he finds out the reason you have mostly rocks in your collection is because you can't afford crystals.

"Your majesty?..." You open your door one night. "What ever are you doing at this-!" You didn't have time to finish before the young prince launches at you. Hugging you tighter then ever before, it's almost painful. " Father wants me to marry..." It's all he says, you try to see his expression but he's holding you so tightly you can't move. His blond hair covers his blue eyes. "I-I can't!" He's voice breaks. You've never seen him so Human, His prince persona complete forgotten.

You rub his back. "You'll make a fine husband, your ma-"

"Neil"

"I'm sorry?"

"Call me Neil... please" He pulls away from you. He gently moves his hands to cup your face and leans in. Before anything can happen there's a sudden slamming of your front door bashing into your wall. You scream in terror while Yandere Prince tries to keep you as close to the other side of the room as possible. Royal knights come in and pull the prince away from you.

"Unhand me!" Yandere Prince use's all his strength to pull away from the knights but with three of them restraining him it's near impossible. He's eyes wide in pure fear when he sees you being shackled. "No! No! You can't! You can't!" Kicking and screaming while being dragged into the carriage, he woke up the whole village with his tantrum. You keep your head down. If it wasn't for the knights dragging you along it would of been impossible for you to see, tears filling your eyes.

👑Yandere Prince who had to be bound to his bed when he found out you were to be hanged. His obsession of you being misunderstood as a love spell you cast on him. In a sick sense of comedy the more he screamed and cried the more it made up the kings mind.

👑Yandere Prince who managed to convince his personal maid, the one that's been raising him like her child since his mother's passing. To visit you one more time, to send his love and beg you not to hate me. To his surprise she returns with a small rose quartz you had on your clothes for him to keep.

👑Yandere Prince who cried so hard he vomited on your execution day. The cheers of the crowds fueled his rage. That night he was sat in bed rubbing his sore wrists, eyes puffy from crying. He brings his knees to his chest when he feels a hand on his back.Turning around he saw nothing.

👑Yandere Prince who has hardly slept since your death. Who is a vile shell of the young man he once was. On the day he had to meet his future bride. He punched a mirror unable to see himself with anyone who wasn't you.

That night he stumbled back into his chamber having drank his sorrows away to forgot everything. But he could of swore he never cleaned away the glass shards and he never let the staff in his chamber anymore.

That night he saw you. He came to him in his dreams. You're figure looked smaller then usual. The red ring around your neck was all he could stare at. "My love?" Was all yandere Prince could muster before waking up, the rose quartz in hand.

👑Yandere Prince who started carrying the crystals around everywhere, oh and I mean everywhere. He didn't believe it did anything but slightly ease his pain. That was an till his father, the king. Snatched it out of his hand "You stupid boy! Can't you see this was the vessel that ruined your mind!" And that was all it took. Yandere prince took his sword and plunge it into his father's heart. He went on a rampage killing everyone from the exactor to the civilians that cheered your demise.

👑Yandere king that became the most feared man in all this side of the mountains. All that death managed to bring Ghost readers form into this realm.

"My love... never again will I let scum take you away from me." He tried to take your hand in his but it just felt like a cold tingle on his palms.

After this yandere king made his staff build a steal box to keep the rose quartz safe. Maybe his father was right...the crystal was a vessel for someone.

[mrs-kodzuken]

yandere!suna x fem!reader headcanons ⟢

warnings: timeskip!suna, idk around 19/20 of age for the both of you, starts in hs then shifts to a few years in the future, dark content, stalking, stockholm syndrome, obsessive behavior, infatuation, kidnapping, mentions of killing/fighting, mentions of knives, wolf and bunny talk, controlling, manipulative lying, coercion, lies of traumatic past, very light mention of masturbation

yandere!suna who has had an infatuation with you since high school

yandere!suna who always wanted to be more than friends, always being with you in high school, asking you to come to his games, how did you not notice that he was madly in love with you? emphasis on the mad

yandere!suna who seemed to become more and more borderline obsessive when he suddenly seemed to know everything about you, your favorite color, drink, food, sweater, and so on

yandere!suna who became your boyfriend after you both graduated, and that's when he became more and more troubling

yandere!suna who constantly asks for your location, who you're talking to, what music you listened to today and what you were eating, it simply became overbearing and troubling to deal with

yandere!suna who doesn't take the breakup well between you both and begs for you to stay, he couldn't simply tie you up since you chose the moment when your friends just had to be over in y'all's shared apartment, "this isn't over, i'll be back bunny." he sneered, his piercing gaze and words sending chills down your back as you told him to leave immediately

yandere!suna stalks you without you knowing, watching you brush your teeth getting ready for bed, play with yourself at night, do self-care and even shower, it's been weeks since he's had you in his arms and he needs you, he can't help but to stalk his darling bunny, you shouldn't have tried to get rid of him

yandere!suna leaves you notes in your home, at your place of work, and even at your regular seat at the cafe you always go to, which creeps the fuck out of you because you especially know that it's him, these were the same tendencies he had while you were together

yandere!suna who creeps you out so much that you finally break down to your now boyfriend of two months that you didn't know what to do about your ex, he calmly tells you to file for a restraining order and to keep all the notes he's placed for you

yandere!suna who follows you when you're on the way to the police station, waiting in an ahead alley way to pounce on you before you could even get close to the haven you wanted

yandere!suna who snatches you and covers your mouth with his hand, he grips your face, tears running down your beautiful cheeks and hate in your eyes as you try to squirm out of his hold, he smirks, "i've caught you bunny, what are you going to do now?"

yandere!suna who ties your wrists together with rope, trying his absolute best not to hurt his darling bunny but you just won't stop struggling against them, giving yourself a burn

yandere!suna who seems eerily like a wolf, hunting-like eyes staring you down, he brought you back to your apartment to gather some of his favorite items so when he places you in his house, he won't have to worry about your things

yandere!suna who hears the apartment door unlocking and you start trying to scream which was muffled because of the cloth around your mouth, your voice hoarse from crying hours on end too

yandere!suna who gets into a fist fight with your new boyfriend, effectively beating his ass and knocking him unconscious because he wouldn't be able to save your life for shit, then grabs your sharp kitchen knife and looks at you, "this is what you're making me do, bunny. you just had to leave me." you closed your eyes, wailing at the squelching noise the knife made when it went through your boyfriends' body, that you couldn't unhear

yandere!suna who takes you back to his place after clearing out your entire apartment and disposing of the body, he even went as far to get you out of your lease, he did all of that and you still flinch away from him

yandere!suna who achieved his ultimate dream of capturing you forever, deciding to put locks on every door and hiding anything you could use in case you decide to leave him via suicide

yandere!suna who tries to get you to fall back in love with him, he wants you more than anything and especially wants you more to be his wife and mother of his children

yandere!suna who coerces you to pretend like nothing happened and sometime along the way (he brought you to therapy, claiming you had a traumatic past) you actually do forget about what happened, all you know is that rintarou always kept you safe

yandere!suna who finally morphed you into the perfect bunny for him, you followed everything he asked of you, you loved him (under coercion and stockholm but hey love is love right?)

a/n: hihi, i hope you like <3 i haven't wrote anything like this before so i hope it's good! i couldn't get the thought of being kidnapped by sunarin outta my mind lmfao, i hope i didn't make you guys uncomfy w dark content!! i also literally wrote this in less than an hour fr

don't steal my work pls luvs ! :)

[yanyan-stuck]

Could I request a scenario or headcanons for queerplatonic yandere Alpha Dave and Rose who share the reader?

Yandere Queerplatonic Alpha Rose and Alpha Dave Headcanons

-Protecting you would be added to their long lists of obligations and tasks. They would prioritize you, even if it meant having part of the rest of their life slip a little.

-They would kidnap you, after all it's far safer for you to be in a house with them than it is for you to be on your own in such a harsh, cruel world.

-They would tell you about their day, and their most recent accomplishments. You'd be expected to congratulate them for what they've done. They just want your support, is that so much to ask?

-If you don't react how they want you to, they'll likely leave you isolated until you feel like you need social contact to be well. They'd never leave you somewhere where you could get hurt, but they wouldn't be against leaving you locked alone in a small room in the house.

-With Rose's foresight, you would never be able to get away from the two of them. She would let Dave know if she was expecting you to make an attempt, and the two of them would foil whatever plan you had.

[reiirea]

Rules...

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Fandoms that you can request:

My hero Academia

- Genderbent AU!

- Alternate ending AU!

- Self Aware AU!

Demon slayer

Genshin Impact

- Self Aware AU!

Honkai Star Rail

- Self Aware AU!

Wuthering Waves

- Self Aware AU!

Harry Potter! (I won't make fics of this that much)

Milgram

Paradise Kiss (same with this one)

Blue lock

Seraph of the end

Nana!

Death note! (Also this one)

Bungou Stray dogs

- HS AU!

- Inverted AU!

- Self Aware AU!

- Beast AU!

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What you can request!:

You can request Smut (BUT NOT GORE SMUT), Yandere Reader or Character, Angst, Angst with smut, fluff, Polyamorous relationships with characters, crossovers, Self-aware characters, Isekaid reader, reader with mental disorder (ex. eating disorders, mood disorders etc. (Though I may not do those types of fanfics as I am afraid of misrepresenting the reader into what the requester would want)), child/teen reader (STRICTLY PLATONIC!! Unless it's with a character around the same age as reader it can be puppy love or a bit of teen dating), Kinks, Masochist Reader (might make a fic about that) Abused reader, SA'd reader (If the reader being SA'd is briefly mentioned, (I WILL ABSOLOUTELY WILL NOT MAKE A FANFIC WHERE READER IS SA'D), Female reader, Male reader, Gender-neutral reader, Other gender reader, Ftm reader (Though I probably won't make these types of fics since I probably will misrepresent them) Type of fashion style reader, Genderbent AU!, headcanons, ficlets, oneshots, etc!!

What you cannot request:

You absolutely cannot request gore smut, Non-con, weird kinks, loli/shotacon, dub-con, stepcest, incest, somnophilia, child x adult, child x teen, adult x teen, underage sex, object x person, garantophilia, etc.

Dnis

Incest supporters

Sexist

Homophobics

Those irl adult porn blogs

Proshippers

Pedophiles

The basic dnis etc. etc.

Reminder!! that I have every right to deny a request if I feel uncomfortable making it!!!!

[cryptid-catnip]

K to O for Karkat, please :3 ~♥️

k :3

I: Ideals - What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling? Karkat just wants you to be his matesprit, and for you two to be together. Having you with him gives him peace of mind and and peace in general that he's never known before, so of course he wants to keep you close.

K: Kisses - How do they act around or with their darling? Karkat will actually act way calmer around you than around everyone else, almost like a moirail to him. He loves being with you and tries to act as "natural" as he can around you to try and make you calmer by seeing how calm he is, but since he is still Karkat, he's built up a lot of walls over his lifespan, and those are still hard to tear down.

L: Love Letters - How would they go about courting or approaching their darling? Karkat would try to watch you, learning everything you like, everything you dislike, and your routine. Eventually, after he had written down and learned everything he can about you, he eventually approaches you for the first time. He tries to pepper as much of what he's learned about your interests as he can throughout the conversation, and hopefully, you two start a friendship. That's, at least to him, his way in.

M: Mask - Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else? Karkat is relatively similar to you as he is with his close friends, except with the obvious addition of him being much more affectionate towards you.

N: Naughty - How would they punish their darling? Karkat, as much as he talks a big game, is not really a violent person at heart, at least towards the people he cares about, and he cares about you more than anyone else. As such, his punishments are largely psychological, such as leaving you in a room alone for a few days.

O: Oppression - How many rights would they take away from their darling? Karkat would rarely let you leave his hive, however he doesn't really either, and this is in equal parts fear for your and his safety, and the safety of your relationship. He can't let someone else poison your mind and make you think your aren't a good couple!

[random-introverted-blog]

His Star - His Queen | Chapter 10 Teaser

WARNING: Horror/Thriller elements, blood, scare tactics.

I'm almost halfway through writing it, and its already chunky. Already estimating it will be over 10k words (a feast and thensome)

Also a few things in the pipeline that are icing on the cake.

I am aware I have unanswered asks and comments, it's been a chaotic two weeks of drafting this chapter and editing it. But I'll reply to everything soon enough ❤️ Thank you everyone for your patience and support ❤️

[pinkrifle]

Hello ml!<3 i was wondering if you could do yandere team stan and craig x reader platonic please! Like they see reader as a little sister!^^

hi lovely! i do not take SP requests anymore buttttf this seems really easy, so i should be able to do this !

saying this rn i’m so sorry if this is short #_# <\3 i’m sorry if i missed a character or two aswell!

only team stan right now as i can’t really think of much to do for team craig, sorry once more! D:

Stan Marsh -

a little careful not to bring you around his friends too much.. especially cartman AND COVERS UR EARS EVERYTIME ONE OF THEM SAYS A DIRTY JOKE LOL (no matter how old you are!1!1!)

would 100% go off on anyone who tries to mess with you (and Kyle would probably join him too) , ya don’t F with family, folks!

trades his lunch or snacks at lunch to give them to you!! loves seeing the look on your face when you get a snack size pack of skittles. Even if it’s super small your face always lightens up and he just laughs and feels very proud of himself after

he makes sure shelly isn’t too mean to you, let’s her rip on him instead if she gets a little aggressive with you (she wouldn’t really go that far dw <3)

Eric Cartman -

GETS YOU IN TROUBLE ALL THE TIMMEEEE

(don’t worry he always does something in return after. begrudgingly and hesitantly.) (he just feels bad)

brings you on all of his little dangerous adventures but makes sure you stay safe all the time,, if you get hurt EVER he’s SOOO dramatic. begging for a hospital!

if any of his friends (aka rest of team stan) dare to say anything to you (they don’t cuz they don’t care) he will 100% be dramatic ALLO OVER AGAIN, threatens to beat up his friends (he can’t rlly) and is nice to you for the rest of the day!!

steals cute stuff from other classmates and brings them to you, steals snacks from people and brings them to you!! probably stole some snacks from stan that he planned to give to his own little sibling

Kenny McCormick -

tones down his dirty jokes when with you, and also does not let you around his friends LMAO

loves hanging out with you, karen, and kevin! at first he was really hesitant on stuart and carol having you (like with karen) but loved you so much after your born!!

protects u FOR LIFE. is basically also your guardian angel when he’s in his mysterion costume! when your in the foster home thing(?) he’s visiting you like crazy and bringing you treats aswell. makes sure you never get beaten up in the basement by the parents

loves whenever you show him something you like. Anime? cartoons? etc? your not cringe to him at all! he likes weird shit too, trust. Watches and plays everything you show him <3

a video game MASTER! having any trouble with a boss fight? he’s got it. Cant find an item? he already has it and is gonna trade it to you!!

Kyle Broflovski -

takes care of you and Ike RELIGIOUSLY. love you two both to death!

plays dolls/action digs with you even if your in middle school or whatever (in the event he’s in HS or whatever) , he doesn’t want his little siblings to ever grow up! brings a tear to his eye.

every Hanukkah he makes sure you get the best presents and NEVER lets your presents break, always has them in pristine condition ! hates seeing you sad , it affects him more than he’d like to admit.. he also gives you his hat to wear when your a little down!

bakes and cooks with you, he’s pretty okay at cooking but if your bad it’s no problem! he’s willing to teach you the 3 dishes he knows how to make LMAO. If your better than him at cooking? EVEN BETTER, teach him! but he’ll be a little embarassed to learn stuff from his little sibling

having trouble with homework? he’s on it! he won’t let you cheat on anything, but he’ll help you and guide you to the right answer.

Never let’s people talk shit about you or make fun of you, he will fr fight his friends if they dare to do that.

heya! thanks for requesting, i haven’t been really willing to write lately but this got me off my booty!!! i really should open my tf2 and scp foundation reqs.

sorry again i couldn’t do team craig! i hope these were good enough, feel free to request this again some time if i’m ever active again! <3

[crepe-of-wrath]

I've Actually Been Sticking to a Writing Task! (Or, the Half-Year Shouta Saturday Retrospective)

So I know this is really not a big deal for most people, but as someone who has a ton of unfinished fics, three or four original novels that are 85% completed or more, and even a few incomplete nonfiction projects, having consistently put something out, even if it was short or even if it was rushed, every Saturday for 26 weeks is actually something I'm kind of proud of.

Readership is not the only thing that keeps me writing--to my eternal shame (because I'm letting people down), some of my unfinished fics have had a lot of support and people who still ask me if I will finish them--but it certainly helps, so I first want to express my appreciation to every single person who has read any of these.

Thanks also to Horikoshi and all the awesome Aizawa fan writers and artists out there for helping me discover my muse, hahaha.

So, what are the most popular Shouta Saturday fics? Which ones are my personal favorites? Which ones didn't please and sparkle quite as much as the rest? Find out below the cut!

The Top 5 Shouta Saturday Fics (by # of notes):

Aizawa gives Reader her first real orgasm

Vigorous sex with Aizawa

Aizawa ties Reader to the bedpost

Betten Court-inspired AU I

Vigilante AU I

I think the Vox Populi has pretty good taste and discernment: these are definitely some of the best mixes of smut, heart, and a (tiny) dash of plot that I have produced since starting this.

The Bottom 5 Shouta Saturday Fics (by # of notes): (fics must be at least a month old)

5. Sensual Light Bondage 4. Aizawa indulgently comforting Reader 3. Short Older Aizawa x Older Reader 2. Courtly Love AU I 1. Hero Patrol Soft Yandere I

Again, I think the Vox Populi are pretty fair here. #5-3 were all honestly pieces I wrote under the gun because I was having writer's block or because I was in a very specific mood (#4) and they don't have the development of the more popular entries in the series. Courtly Love AU I is all set up and I haven't posted any updates to it because I'm not going to post more of the story until it is ALL done. Hero Patrol Soft Yandere I is one I actually quite like though... 😭😭😭 Speaking of that...

Crepe's Favorite Shouta Saturday Fics (aka, the list where I tell on my kinks/preferences)

Yandere Aizawa x Stockholm Syndrome Reader

Sensual Bathing with Aizawa

Hero Patrol Soft Yandere II

Betten Court-inspired AU I

Undercover AU II

Crepe's Favorite Specific Shouta Saturday Moments (not in any particular order)

Aizawa insouciantly batting away the sex toy because he's here now and so Reader doesn't need it any longer, from Betten Court-inspired AU II

Reader shivering on the rooftop as she is tightly bound in Aizawa's scarf on the rooftop, from Hero Patrol Soft Yandere I

Aizawa putting on Reader's collar and then softly running his hands down her back, from Yandere Aizawa x Stockholm Syndrome Reader

Aizawa fondling Reader's wet body in the natural bathing pool, from Aizawa takes Reader to the Beach

Aizawa pinning Reader to the wall, from Vigilante AU I

All 26 Shouta Saturday Fics so far (by # of notes as of mid-July '23) (a * indicates the fic is less than a month old as of this post)

Aizawa gives Reader her first real orgasm

Vigorous sex with Aizawa

Aizawa ties Reader to the bedpost

Betten Court-inspired AU I

Vigilante AU I

Dom Daddyzawa with (slightly) bratty Sub Reader

The First One

Hero Patrol Soft Yandere II

Very Shy Shouta

Sensual Bathing with Aizawa

Reader takes care of exhausted Aizawa

Yandere Aizawa x Stockholm Syndrome Reader

Vigilante AU II

Undercover AU I

The Really Short One

Undercover AU II

Aizawa takes care (wink wink) of Reader

Betten Court-inspired AU II *

Sensual Light Bondage

Aizawa indulgently comforting Reader

Aizawa takes Reader to the Beach *

Short Older Aizawa x Older Reader

Courtly Love AU I

Hero Patrol Soft Yandere I

Reader's HS crush on Aizawa *

Domestic Aizawa *

Again, thank you all!

[isetfiretomyself]

Yandere Male Volleyball Player X Rival G/N Reader

Hiya!!!! I know nothing about Volleyball so bare with me 😭 This was a Request :3 So if you have an idea don't be a stranger!

Trigger warnings! Yandere S/Hs, Obsessive behaviour, jealous behaviour, Violence ,This is all fictional I don't condone toxic behaviour irl!

☀️Yandere Volleyball Player who is good at the sport and knows it. He's been playing since he was a teen and doing sports for longer. He was never good at social stuff so he spent most his time playing sports.

☀️Yandere Volleyball Player who's team is the best and play international games.They win most of the time because the team is the best of the best! They hardly lose and till they play against your team and lose again...and again and again.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who is so frustrated! They were doing so well and then your team showed up and ruined everything!

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who was researching your team more and took a good look at you. I mean yeah you've played against eachother before but he wasn't exactly looking at you, he has to admit you're good looking.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who finds out you do charity work all the time and speaks out about issues and brings awareness to issues. You're actually pretty cool, it's so annoying! Before he knows it he's spent hours looking into you and he hasn't even started looking at your teammates yet!

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who has a cold exterior but is buzzing with excitement to play against you again.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who noticed after the match your teammate putting his hand on your shoulder. He didn't even realise he lost again, he felt so jealous he started clenching his firsts so tight his knuckles where turning white.

"Hey dude don't worry...we win some we lose some." His teammate tried to tell him but he wasn't listening. He stormed off towards you, "Hey!" He practically barked. You turn around "Oh..hi?" He sticks his hand out "Good game.."

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who's actually a tank. Over six foot, muscle machine!!!! It's rather intimidating to have him offer his calluses hand to you.

"Oh! Good game!" You give him a firm handshake. "You played really well! I'm sorry I played better." You teased a little not realising how flustered you're making him.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who watched you walk away not knowing what to say. He wanted to talk to you, get to know you but he wasn't good with his words.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who took his frustration of not knowing how to communicate with you at the gym. Training way more than usual. He wants to get on your level! Maybe you'll give him a chance if he's just better.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player was so surprised when he saw you at his game. He wasn't playing against you so why are you here?

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who beat the team easily because he wanted to impress you. He saw you cheer and smile. Why does he like that so much!?

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who slowly makes his way over to you after his game, like a predator to his prey.

"Why are you here?" He asks you. "You weren't a sore loser...I like that. I just wanted to be your friend... maybe?" You say looking up at him a little embarrassed. You're close with your teammates but not really anyone else so you tried to get out of your comfort zone. "Friends...I want more." Huh!? No seriously that threw everyone off. You, His teammates eavesdropping on the conversation , I mean who's that up front!? You thought he was sweet and I mean what's the worst that can happen.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player is the worst that can happen.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who tipped the paparazzi off about it, now two top athletes dating? Maybe on a slow day they'll care. In real life enemies to lovers trope? Social media went crazy.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who's weight crushed his hand in a freak gym accident that nobody knows how it could happen really....(He did it to himself. Having a shirt in his mouth to muffle his screams.)

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who loves having you care for him. He even moved into yours so you can look after him!

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who knows he threw away his career potentially but that's okay. He couldn't win the matches but he can win at this. He doesn't know what he means by this but it makes sense in his head. He can win.

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who watches you sleep, exhausted from training before another match. The winning team then goes to a massive tournament!

☀️Yandere Volleyball player wants you close but also wants you happy more so he leaves your home while you sleep. He's just going on a walk he promises! (Lying little shi-)

☀️Yandere Volleyball player who was just as shocked as you when your rival team played so poorly, that's so strange. Their star player keeps messaging up! Almost like he was threatened to throw the match or they'll have their kneecaps stomped in.... (because that's exactly what he threatened to do)

"Darlin' ! Congratulations on the win! I can't wait to see you play against the big dogs!" "Oh? No I'm not going with the team, I'm going to stay and take care of you!" You look up at him and rubbed his shoulder. He suddenly hugs you tightly "Ash! People are going to start talking Hun." He just buried his face in your shoulder, He won.

Hey! So I want to do a type of "how yanderes would react" type thing but idk what on!! Help!!!!