#yandere keithx reader

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Yandere dark elf Lotor x reader, dnd Au type Voltron. Allura is the princess elf of light trying to bring balance to her realm with the help of the knights of Voltron with their own elements. The reader is sent from her village to help the knights. She befriends Lotor by healing an injury not knowing that he is the dark elf king. They begin to form a friendship, later something more. Keith sees this and attacks Lotor revealing who is really is. Lotor sends his harpies to kidnap the reader.

fuck,,,, like imagine that Keith is the reader’s childhood best friend and he was half crushing on them before becoming a paladin and realized that the world was at least 30x more dangerous than he thought it was and it causes him to snap and kick his natural paranoiac into gear

and the only reason the reader did not find out about Keith’s feelings is just purely their own almost strictly platonic ones

and them possibly getting into more than just friendship with lotor is seriously him turning up the charm until the reader is basically putty and the reader is just????? flustered?????

bonus points if the reader is just a tired medic, no powers or anything

they just want to go home and sleep

[the-daylight-here]

Could you write something with yandere Keith? Please and thank you!

 i warn u now, i can’t do anything not shitpost rn because all my brainpower has been going to a big project that’s a big oof with a semi-lucid yandere i apologize in advance if this is terrible -mod daylight

You weren’t expecting Keith to sneak up on you like that. You two had been friends for a long time, but the black haired man was predictable. You gave him an exasperated look. “I wish you would stop pulling the Blade member crap with me, Keith,” you mumbled. He laughed and circled his arms around your shoulders. Damn him and his two-years-that-felt-like-two-weeks-with-his-mom-trip. It had made him so much taller, and he was considerably more affectionate now. It was almost off-putting, but you were glad he’d grown as a person.You still wished with all that time away that he would give you more space. “I can’t help it,” he shrugged. “I just missed you.”

“I missed you too, but there’s a line between making up for lost time and then scaring the crap out of me, and then being clingy.”

“I’m not clingy!”

“Not normally, but you’re pretty on par with Lance right now, you big old dork.”

“You’re lucky I love you, (y/n).”

“And vice versa. Now, this hugging my shoulders thing is getting to be uncomfortable. Space, now, please.” Keith pouted, but let go and stretched as you climbed up onto the roof of his old home. He followed shortly and you both sat down.

“It’s good to be back.”

“Yeah. As much as I loved space, I’m a little sick of it.”

“I’d love to just move back here and start a Blade sector here on Earth.”

“Aside clearance, what’s stopping you?”

“Nothing except..”

“Keith, I know you love your emo theatrics, but spit it out.”

Your friend punched your shoulder with a wry smile. “I’d need a partner.”

“What kind, buddy boy? You know I don’t want to go back into space, if you’re trying to make that proposal to me.”

“I was thinking more on the emotional side of things.”

“Keith, I love you man, really, but we’ve been over this. I’m not going to date you. I’m not going to want to marry or start a family with you. You’re more like my brother.”  You watched your friend’s face carefully. Ever since he’d been back, he’d been asking you to become his partner; you’d always remained firm in your answer. However, you two were almost never alone, and you were slightly scared to see how he’d react now. In less than a minute, you were pinned to the roof. Had it not been Keith, you most certainly would have hurt him, but you were feeling confused and conflicted. He typically respected your decisions, and to see him insistent upon this in specific was rare. The act of him pinning you wasn’t what caused unease to pool in your stomach; it was the look of complete calm on his face as he tried to force a kiss on you. You thrashed about and tried to turn away, but he was a bit to strong to just get away from. Your breathing sped up when he did succeed and you struggled harder when he tried to hold you close. When he got it out of his system, he seemed to shrink away from you. That didn’t surprise you. It was something he did when he felt his actions were wrong. “God, (y/n), I’m so sorry.”

“…I need to go Keith. I’ll see you in a couple weeks.”