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untoldstar · 1 year ago

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male yandere psychologist x fem patient reader [introduction]

warnings: heavily implied that the reader is a patient at a psych ward, obsessive behaviors and tendencies, abuse of power, toxic environment, yandere themes, might not show in this part but for the future Ivan takes advantage of the readers vulnerable mental state.

There aren’t intense scenes in this at all (as I see it) BUT as for the coming parts of this OC it still has to do with a character who struggles with mental illness, an extremely toxic psychologist who abuses his position and being in a psyche ward so if you feel like any of that sounds triggering or there’s a possibility it could be triggering I would urge you not to read this or other parts of this OC.

pls be careful what you read guys and stay safe mwah🫶

Tick..

Ivan taps his foot impatiently and pushes up his sleeve for the millionth time to reveal his wristwatch.

2:59 PM

Just a few more seconds..

Tick..

3:00 PM

Ivan smiles, his stiff body finally relaxing and just like everyday a knock is heard on his office door and in walks the nurse pushing you forward like a criminal into his office. He only spares the nurse and nod and a polite smile before his attention is directed at you, focusing on your every move anticipating what you’ll do next. You huff and plop down in the chair in front of his desk rolling your eyes "Ah [name], how are we doing today?" he clasps his hands Infront of him and stares at you expectantly.

Just like everyday.

‘Why does he ask the same question every day? What could possibly change in the matter of a single day? They should've made these cheek-up's weekly instead. This is becoming such a pain.’

"Fine. Just like always." you answer curtly. He hums nodding "Well, I’m afraid I’m going to have to cut to the chase today there’s something I must discuss with you.” You quirk a brow. You have to admit seeing the serious expression instead of the easy going one he usually has is a bit unnerving “I'm sure you already know that your..leave is to be expected soon." his lips twist in displeasure as if merely saying that has left a bitter taste in his mouth. You nod "Yes..what about that?" he sighs "Well, I'm afraid I've come to the decision that you'll have to stay a while longer, just to be safe." Your heart plummets. Sure you haven't been kissing Dr.Ivan's ass or being necessarily..nice to him but that shouldn’t have anything to do with your treatment. You know you've been getting better so what possible reason could have you stay here "Just to be safe? What is that supposed to mean?" you shoot daggers at him but he doesn't seem the least bit bothered by it "We’ve witnessed many patients show signs of improvement and seem like they’re ready to leave but there were also many instances where patients leave our facility and end up..falling into old patterns. Not that I expect that from you but I would like to guarantee your safety." You swallow the lump in your throat. Can they even do that? Is that even legal? "..How long?" a few beats of silence passes by while he blankly stares at you before answering "A month." Your shoulders drop down exasperatedly. Another month??

You feel frustration bubble up inside your chest. You feel hopeless as if you’re never getting out of here. You can’t take it you can’t take seeing the same hallways the same people this same fucking office everyday.

You don't say anything when you get up from your chair and start charging for the door "Our daily check up isn't quite done, my dear." His voice booms behind you "I don't fucking care." You spit back and go to reach for the door when his hands suddenly slam the door on either side of you, trapping you against it "Why are you always trying to leave me?" he whispers his shaky breath fanning against the side of your neck "..What are you talking about..Doc-" his hand clenches into a fist "Don't call me that!" You flinch trembling slightly "..I'm sorry I raised my voice, but I've told you countless times before you don't have to call me 'Doctor' my dear. Ivan is fine." You stay quite and he sighs "You won't even say my name.." he leans his head on your shoulder his body slumping almost exhausted from the interaction.

You hold your breath eyeing the door handle inches away from you "Why do you hate me so much?" his voice almost breaks "You roll your eyes at me, you barely say a few words in our daily sessions, You can't stand it when I go to visit you in your room.." he steps closer, his body now flush against your back "You throw a fit and almost walk out on me.." he moves his head to the side sniffing your hair and you hear him let out a groan “God I thought you’d be happy about staying here. All I want is for you to love me. Why won’t you love me? hm?” his arms slide down for the door to wrap around you squeezing tightly “Am I just the annoying psychologist your forced to talk to? Is that all I am to you?” he keeps talking almost in his own world too intoxicated by you, having you in his arms body flush against his your scent enveloping him “Damnit why won’t you-“ you take advantage of his vulnerability and decide to make a run for it, using the door to push back all of your body weight to at least have his arms off of you immediately taking a hold of the door handle and leaping out of his office, you run down the hall never looking back. You’re surprised he didn’t pull you back in maybe he was shocked maybe he wasn’t and he just..let you go. Whatever the case was you had to get as far away from him as possible.

Ivan’s left alone in his office panting, cheeks flushed and an obvious tent in his pants. He lets out a low chuckle looking far off into the hallway ‘Soon..instead of running away from me you’ll be running to me. I’ll make sure of it darling.’

#fem reader #male yandere #yandere oc #yandere blog #yandere x reader #obsessive yandere #yandere #yandere fanfiction #male yandere psychologist #patient reader #yandere Ivan #Ivan oc #yandere psychologist #toxic yandere #introductory fic #kinda short sorry lol #I #I think it’s legal?? but he’s doing it cuz he’s crazy soooo

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fearlesstigerquotev · 8 months ago

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Ensnared

Yandere M!Pied Piper X F!Reader

Warnings: Mild body horror, possessive + yandere behavior masterlist

Once upon a time, in the land cradled between the winding waters of the river Weser, there lay two towns, Hamelin and Weidehohl, each a curiosity of its own. To the west, Weidehohl nestled amidst the towering, age-old trees, where the pagans roamed, their shadows falling on creatures of the forest, and their deeds shrouded in darkness. They committed crimes that troubled the very heavens, where cats were denied their lives, and dogs met a mournful fate.

On the opposite bank, to the east, stood Hamelin, a settlement graced by the protective embrace of four mighty forts, where no soul could pass unseen or unnoticed. It was a city crafted from the warm, welcoming wood of time, its heart radiating with peace and prosperity. In Hamelin, the gentle hand of Christ blessed the land with abundance.

And in the blessed town of Hamelin lived a widow named Y/N. Her heart was as pure as the morning dew, yet heavy with the sorrow of a love lost. Her beloved had embarked on a sacred missionary journey, and for seven long days and seven nights, he had vanished from her sight. It was on the seventh night that his lifeless form was returned to her humble dwelling, a pitiful sight to behold. His body resembled a mangled corpse, the limbs poking out in odd angles, the silver cross ripped from his neck. Even the cherished keepsake, a timepiece adorned with a lovingly-crafted portrait of his beloved wife on their wedding day, had vanished into the shadows.

With tearful eyes and a contrite heart, the widow sought solace in the confessional, where she bared her soul to the priest and questioned the sins that had led to her husband's gruesome fate at the hands of the pagans. But the priest, hidden behind the confessional booth, offered words of comfort and guidance.

"Nay, dear child, the burden of blame lies not upon your shoulders," he whispered gently. "The pagans of Weidehohl are the architects of this sorrow, and their lives shall remain fraught with wretchedness unless they turn to the benevolent embrace of Christ."

"Father," Y/N confessed, "in my despair, I confess to having missed Sunday Mass twice in succession. What penance must I undertake to cleanse my soul of sin and ensure the reunion of my husband and me in the heavenly kingdom of our Lord?"

"My dear child," came the priest's soothing reply, "perform acts of charity, extend your hand to the needy, and become a sponsor to the orphan. Through these acts of benevolence, your soul shall find its path to redemption, and in the divine grace of our Lord, you shall one day be reunited with your beloved in the heavenly realm."

And so, the widow poured the essence of her very being into the sacred act of spreading the love of the Savior. She became the guardian of the forsaken, running a humble orphanage for the downtrodden street urchins. Beneath the sheltering eaves of her makeshift home, she provided not only a sanctuary from the cold, unforgiving world but also warm soups that chased away the hunger that gnawed at their fragile bellies.

To those who approached her with intentions other than those of the divine, she responded with an unshakable steadfastness. Her words, like a sermon from the heavens, would gently rebuke them, reminding them of the plight of the orphans and how humanity had often forsaken those less fortunate. In her wisdom, there was a grain of truth: Why should the Church entrust a humble widow with the monumental task of caring for orphans, while it basked in the wealth derived from indulgences?

Yet, Y/N knew better than to arouse the ire of the Church, for as a widow, a solitary soul, she teetered on the precipice of society's margins. A single misstep could condemn her to the mercy of the clergy, leaving her precarious existence hanging by a slender thread.

But despite her pure intentions, the Devil would test her belief in God once again. This time, He unleashed upon her beloved Hamelin a deluge of rats and mice, a horde of vermin with ravenous appetites. They descended upon the city like the overflowing waters of the river Weser, devouring the meager stores of grain, defiling the once-pure waters of the public well with their loathsome droppings, and spreading pestilence and death throughout the land.

In the face of this vile pestilence, the people of Hamelin turned to their faith with fervor, seeking solace and redemption in daily worship. Their voices echoed with praises to the Lord, sung until they grew hoarse from their devotion. Yet, amidst their piety, the plight of the orphaned souls remained unseen, their suffering ignored. Hearts once kind were now veiled by self-righteousness, their pride preventing even a morsel of bread from being offered to those in need. And so, Y/N toiled away once more, her body growing weaker and more fragile as the weeks passed by.

One day, a curious traveler, bedecked in a garb of vivid hues, sauntered into the fortified realm of Hamelin. Bemused and bedazzled, the city's folk kept a wary distance from this stranger, their wariness ignited by his flamboyant cloak and hair ablaze like Hell's own fire. At his neck, he wore not the sacred cross but a flute, intricately carved from bone.

"Citizens of Hamelin," rang out his voice like a melodious tune, "I bear, through secret charms unknown to most, the power to summon forth all creatures dwelling beneath the sun—those that crawl, swim, fly, or race across the land. These are the creatures that oft bring harm upon you—the mole, the toad, the newt, and the serpent. People call me the Pied Piper. If I but free your town from its rat-borne scourge, shall you grant me a thousand guilders?"

"A thousand guilders? Secret charm?" laughed the crowd. "We'd sooner drink cow's urine than entertain the whims of a charlatan like thee! Why, you are clothed like the pagans of Weidehohl! We good Christians would never associate ourselves with infidels like thee!"

And so, the Pied Piper found himself slumbering upon the city's cobblestone streets, right before the doorstep of the humble orphanage. Unable to turn a blind eye, she fed him with the crusts of bread the children could not eat, and soup made of vegetable scraps.

He looked up at her, bewildered that one of the citizens who had rejected him would dare nourish him. "Dost thou not fear condemnation? To aid a stranger such as I?"

"Nonsense," came her swift reply, "before me, I see neither stranger, nor maverick, nor even one hailing from Weidehohl. In this moment, I behold but a fellow soul, a man who may succumb to the bitter cold if aid is not given."

Bringing the broth to his lips, the Pied Piper relished in its salty aroma. How could a denizen of Hamelin, known for their stern devotion to God's path, radiate such tender warmth? In what felt like but a heartbeat, the soup disappeared from his bowl. "Is... Is this the doctrine of thy Lord?"

She smiled as she took the bowl from him, "Indeed, it is the teaching of our Lord, who bids us to love one another as He loves us."

The Pied Piper could only chuckle and rake his fingers through his red hair, which twirled upwards in delicate curls at the base of his collarbone. "Throughout my long years upon this Earth, they have regarded me as but an exterminator, a mere tool to rid their towns of the earthly vermin. Never have I been graced by the presence of Mother Mary herself."

"Mother Mary? How does a pagan such as yourself know of her?" curiosity laced Y/N's voice as she sat down next to him. Inside the orphanage, the children, intrigued by the unusual encounter, giggled and vied for a view between their surrogate mother and the curious visitor.

The Piper bestowed upon her a subtle, enigmatic grin, and with a deft movement of his fingers, he began to play a soft, mesmerizing tune on his flute—a melody so enchanting that it seemed as if the very stars had descended to dance in the moonlit night.

The children, drawn by the enchanting music, abandoned their timid hideaways and gathered around the pair. Their eyes, wide with innocent wonder, bore witness to the magic of the Piper's tune—a melody that had never before graced their ears. For indeed, the orphans had never heard of the wonderous music before. It was unlike the solemn hymns of the church, rigid and controlled. Instead, it was a music that spoke of freedom, of joy, and liberation from the chains of the mundane.

Y/N couldn't help but feel that it danced on the edge of sin, but she could not deny the children their delight. She allowed them to dance and frolic, their laughter rising like the joyful laughter of forest spirits.

In the end, she never received an answer to her question.

With the passage of time, Y/N perceived a waning in the rat population, witnessed the orphans suffer less from the grip of disease, and felt her own health flourish in the absence of the rodents.

"Perhaps the Lord has graced me for extending sustenance to the Pied Piper?" she pondered, conversing with her fellow women during Sunday Mass.

"Hush, dear," came their swift rejoinder, "you were simply a fortunate soul. Our homes still teem with the pestilence of mice!"

"But consider this," Y/N beseeched, her voice laden with earnestness, "What if God sent this plague as a trial? A test of our kindness and charity, a challenge to alleviate the traveler's suffering, even if he be unconventional? If each working man were to bestow but one guilder upon the Piper, he would amass a bounty sufficient to lead the rats away from Hamelin!"

Her words did not go unheard by the mayor. Share his own coffers of wealth would he not. But pluck a thousand guilders from the working class to please the Piper—a fine deal indeed. After Mass, he called the Pied Piper to his office and told him of the proposal.

In response, the Piper laughed and shook his head, "Gentleman, the thousand guilders were but a jest. All I seek is a fine wife in exchange for my services."

The mayor's eyes lit up in delight. Now, he would not even need to part ways with his beloved coin! "Go forth, and choose an unmarried woman of your liking! Do anything that you must in order to kill the rats of Hamelin!"

On the morrow, the good folk of Hamelin awoke to a sight most peculiar. The Pied Piper, with his mop of hair burning red, led an army of rats away from the town, all the while playing a merry tune on his bone-carved flute. His garments billowed like swallows riding the breath of the wind, whilst the rats scurried at his feet, dancing with mania. They squeaked and chirped, running and tumbling in circles, over cobblestone roads, through the gates of Hamelin, over hills and meadows, until they reached the winding river Weser.

"Little rodents! Ye must be parched from your toil! Go, partake of the waters that the Lord Christ hath graciously provided!" sang the Piper, twirling around his own axis as he played the hypnotizing tune.

As if by some mystical command, the rats leaped into the river, one by one, and there, they met their watery fate.

"My, 'tis sorcery!" screeched the resident priest, clutching his cross in the palm of his gnarled hand.

The mayor interjected, "But Reverend, thou must admit, the young lad hath cured us of this plight! And in return, all he seeks is a companion—a wife!"

The Pied Piper turned toward the crowd and bowed with theatrical elegance. The colors of his cloak simmered and contorted—one moment, a vibrant lemon yellow. The next—deep cerulean blue. Loud gasps of wonder and awe erupted from the crowd, who had formed a small comune along the river bank.

With a dazzling smile, the Pied Piper got down on one knee and raised his arms to the heavens, "Fair maiden, protector of the orphans, a soul akin to the benevolent Mary herself! Amongst the Christians of Hamelin, you alone treated me with the grace of human kindness. Would you do me the honor of becoming my cherished bride, despite the unfavorable reputation that taints my name among your townsfolk?"

Y/N froze and averted her gaze to the ground. Using the sleeve of her dress to conceal her face, she replied, "An outcast for an outcast, it seems. Piper, you have placed me in a most wretched predicament. I have dedicated my life in service to God and find myself an unwedded widow, a spinster by the world's judgment."

His expression darkened but was soon replaced by a charming smile. "Fair lady, I take it as a no?"

Unable to speak another word, the widow nodded, unable to reciprocate his smile. What use was there in accepting the hand of a man whose name remained a mystery to her? Besides, the priest would never officiate a marriage between a believing woman and an infidel. Even an infidel who saved Hamelin from certain ruin.

"Fear not. I had a lingering suspicion that such would be thy response."

Once more, he brought the bone-carved flute to his lips. But this time, the melody that poured forth carried an almost otherworldly quality, a tune that seemed to teeter on the brink of the supernatural.

The children, both orphans and those with families of their own, emerged from their homes, their gleeful laughter and exuberant cries resonating through the air like the unholy revelry of a wicked tarantella. Yet, as the music wove its spell, a sinister transformation overtook them. Their limbs elongated and stretched, contorting to grotesque proportions, as if every ounce of their humanity was being pulled apart by unseen hands.

The adults could not move a single muscle, it was as if their feet were planted firmly in the ground. Y/N herself was no exception, and she screamed and begged the Piper to stop this madness. But whenever she tried to take a step toward him, her legs were met with a gripping pain, searing through her body, mind, and soul.

There was no doubt: The Piper wanted to see the Hamelians suffer. More specifically, Y/N.

Their movements grew wild and untamed, limbs flailing and twisting with a grotesque grace that defied the laws of nature. It was as though their bodies had become marionettes, but marionettes manipulated by a malevolent puppeteer, their movements driven by a dark and unholy force. They twirled and spun, their movements growing increasingly frenzied, entrapped in a wicked ritual that defied the doctrine of the Lord itself.

Laughter mixed with the cracking of bones as the children frolicked and pranced, following the Piper as he led them away from Hamelin. Together, they crossed the shimmering waters of the river Weser, traversed rolling hills, until they disappeared into the foreboding depths of the woods that led to Weidehohl.

Y/N was the first to break out of the trance. With lightning-fast reflexes and a heart heavy with dread, she sprinted toward the looming woods that led to Weidehohl, her voice raised in a desperate cry. "Children! Come back! This is not the path ordained by the Lord!"

But her pleas fell upon deaf ears as the possessed children, their eyes vacant and their limbs contorted, followed the Piper deeper into the shadowy woods. Deeper into the woods she ran, the gnarled branches of ancient trees clawing at her as if trying to hold her back. She followed the trail of broken branches and twisted footprints, breadcrumbs of waning hope that stretched endlessly into the heart of the forest.

Finally, at the heart of the sinister forest, she stumbled upon the lame boy, his eyes wide with terror and confusion. His frail form quivered, unable to join in the manic dance of his peers. Y/N knelt beside him, murmuring prayers of protection and strength. "Where have they gone, dear child?"

"There..." the lame boy whispered, pointing to a clearing in the midst of the woods.

The widow told the boy to stay put and approached the clearing. To her surprise, the clearing appeared utterly ordinary, as if untouched by the dark enchantment that had gripped the children. Bewildered, she turned back to check on the lame boy, only to have her heart plummet to her very shoes. He had vanished without a trace.

Heart hammering in her chest, she ran through the woods, between the ancient trees, leaping over quaint forest streams. But the lame boy was nowhere to be found. Not even the wretched Piper or the remaining children.

A gloved hand grabbed hers. Y/N shrieked and begged to be released, but it only caused the grip to tighten. She blinked and the next thing she knew, she was in a forest village, surrounded by the children she had come to love oh-so-dearly.

Overcome with relief, she ran forward and embraced the children, sobbing and wailing just like at her deceased husband's funeral. Through tear-filled eyes, she beheld a wondrous transformation of the world around her. Waters gushed and sparkled, fruit trees burst into bloom with an otherworldly splendor, and flowers unfurled in hues that defied earthly comparison. Sparrows radiated a brilliance surpassing that of peacocks, their plumage resplendent. Horses bore wings akin to eagles, and even the honeybees had shed their stingers.

"Welcome to Weidehohl!" announced the Piper, taking her hand once more. Ignoring her pleas for release, he dipped and twirled the maiden with practiced ease, his steps sure and confident. Whispering sweet nothings, he drew her close for a kiss, and his gloved fingers brushed away the tears that streamed down her face. They danced in graceful circles, surrounded by the mesmerizing melody of the birds and the bees, who serenaded them with joyful chirps and buzzing.

It was then that she noticed the transformed children, each playing a flute similar to the one that dangled from the Piper's neck. The tune that flowed from their instruments was all too familiar—a cherished church hymn reserved for weddings. Dread seized her heart as the realization settled in, and all she could do was weep as the Pied Piper kissed away her tears,

As she danced, a small piece of metal fell from within the man's garments and onto the forest floor.

A timepiece, engraved with a lovingly-crafted portrait of herself on their wedding day. But in place of her late husband now stood the Pied Piper.

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fangdokja · 1 month ago

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Fandoms & Characters I write for (OC + Fanfic)

The request and asks rules are applicable to the following books ONLY:

"World Ablaze (WA): For You, I Would Burn the World." - for long form fanfiction yanderes

“A Heart Devoured (AHD): A Dark Yandere Anthology” - for long form original yanderes

"Whispers in the Dark (WITD): Subtle Devotion, Lingering Shadows." - for short form original and fanfiction yanderes

This list is still subject to future change, but for now, these are all the characters.

Note: Only CHARACTER NAMES colored RED are available to request for NSFW (especially if it's explicit sex) content.

Suggestive content may still appear with other characters, but explicit sex will not be permitted.

ALWAYS make sure to read the Request Rules and Regulations. Failure to abide will have your request ignored and deleted.

Characters Available:

Ace Attorney

Barok van Zieks

Herlock Sholmes

Miles Edgeworth

Phoenix Wright

Arcane

Jayce (PTSD Jayce only)

Viktor

Blue Lock

Jinpachi Ego

Michael Kaiser

Rin Itoshi

Sae Itoshi

Shidou Ryusei

Yoichi Isagi

Boku no Hero Academia

Note: I don't actually like BNHA, but the classic hero setting, and of course, character designs are legit. I can practice writing anyway as well.

Dabi / Toya Todoroki

Hawks (Keigo Takami)

Katsuki Bakugo (only aggressive Bakugo)

Villain! Midoriya Izuku (Deku) (villain only)

Shouto Todoroki

Brutal: Satsujin Kansatsukan no Kokuhaku

Hiroki Dan

Death Note

Light Yagami

L Lawliet

Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba)

Doma

Giyu Tomioka

Kyojuro Rengoku

Muzan Kibutsuji

Rui

Sabito

Sanemi Shinazugawa

Tanjiro Kamado

Tengen Uzui (not polyamorous)

Yoriichi Tsugikuni

Zenitsu Agatsuma

Dishonored Series

Anton Sokolov

Daud

Kirin Jindosh

The Outsider

Genshin Impact

Note: I stopped playing Genshin before most of Fontaine. Story was decent in Sumeru then went back to being cliche. Stayed for the gameplay then got bored. So I rely on research to write. And I only use this for practice writing anyway.

Alhaitham

Ayato Kamisato

Childe / Tartaglia

Cyno

Dainsleif

Diluc Ragnvindr

Itto (Arataki Itto)

Kaeya Alberich

Kazuha Kaedehara

Pantalone (Regrator)

Scaramouche / Wanderer / Kunikuzushi

Venti

Xiao

Zhongli / Rex Lapis / Morax

Haikyuu!!

Akira Kunimi

Atsumu Miya

Daichi Sawamura

Eita Semi

Futakuchi Kenji

Goshiki Tsutomu

Hajime Iwaizumi

Kei Tsukishima

Keishin Ukai

Kenma Kozume

Kentarou Kyotani (Mad Dog)

Lev Haiba

Kenjiro Shirabu

Oikawa Tooru

Osamu Miya

Suna Rintarou

Takanobu Aone

Tendō Satori

Tetsurou Kuroo

Tobio Kageyama

Yūji Terushima

Wakatoshi Ushijima

Honkai Star Rail

Note: I don’t play Honkai anymore, I gave the game to my friend since we don’t share stories. So I rely on research to write. I use this for practice writing anyway.

Argenti

Aventurine

Blade

Boothill

Caelus (Male Trailblazer)

Dr. Veritas Ratio

Jiaoqiu

Mr. Reca

Nanook

Sampo Koski

Sunday (only villain, no domestic, Sunday)

How to Live as an Illegal Healer (manhwa version only)

Seunghyeon Kang

Hunter x Hunter

Chrollo Lucilfer

Feitan Portor

Gon Freecss

Ging Freecss

Hisoka Morow

Illumi Zoldyck

Kalluto Zoldyck

Killua Zoldyck

Kite

Knov

Kurapika

Leorio Paradinight

Nobunaga Hazama

Pariston Hill

Phinks

Shalnark

Uvogin

I'm Not That Kind Of Talent (manhwa version only)

Deon Hardt / Demon Aru

Cruel Hardt

Duke Illuster Starbe

Eduardo Deserte

Nemeseus

Jujutsu Kaisen

Inumaki Toge

Kenjaku

Megumi Fushiguro

Naoya Zen'in

Ryōmen Sukuna (both human + monster forms)

Satoru Gojo

Shiu Kong

Suguru Geto

Yuji Itadori

Kill The Hero (specify if manhwa / novel version)

Johann Georg

Kim Woo-Jin

Lee Jin-Ah

Park Yong-Wan

Se Jun-Lee

Mobile Legends: Bang Bang

Aamon

Claude

Gusion

Granger

Julian

Ling

Nolan

Suyou

Xavier

MONSTER

Johan Liebert

Naruto Shippuden

Deidara

Haku

Hashirama Senju

Hidan

Itachi Uchiha

Kabuto Yakushi

Kakashi Hatake

Kakuzu

Kisame Hoshigaki

Madara Uchiha

Minato Namikaze

Nagato Uzumaki

Pain

Shisui Uchiha

Tobirama Senju

Zabuza Momochi

One Punch Man (manga version only)

Amai Mask

Atomic Samurai

Bang (Silver Fang)

Boros

Child Emperor

Garou

Genos

Sneck

Stinger

Suiryu

Watchdog Man

Zombieman

Original Yanderes (OC's)

Yandere! Alpha! Wolf Hybrid

Yandere! Author

Yandere! Chief of Police

Yandere! College Bully

Yandere! Criminal Prosecutor

Yandere! Divorce Attorney

Yandere! Emperor

Yandere! Ex-Boyfriend

Yandere! FBI Agent

Yandere! Hitman

Yandere! Hockey Captain

Yandere! Isekai! Knight

Yandere! Marine Corps

Yandere! Nerd

Yandere! Owner

Yandere! Painter

Yandere! Prison Warden

Yandere! Professional Gambler

Yandere! Russian! Mafia Boss

Yandere! Spanish Pirate Captain

Yandere! Stalker

Yandere! Sugar Daddy

Yandere! Vigilante

Yandere! Volleyball Captain

Yandere! Zombie Apocalypse! Survivor

Reverend Insanity (novel version only)

Fang Yuan

Fang Zheng

TOUCHSTARVED

Ais

Kuras

Mhin

Player Character (lore is legit)

Vere

Undertale Multiverse

Bad Time Trio (Undertale Sans + Underswap Papyrus + Storyshift Chara)

Bill! Sans

Dust! Sans / Murder! Sans

Error! Sans

Fresh! Sans

Ink! Sans

Horror! Sans

Killer! Sans

Murder Time Trio (Horror Sans + Dust Sans + Killer Sans)

Nightmare! Sans

Shattered Dream! Sans

Sixbones

Storyshift Chara

Underfell Papyrus

Underfell Sans

Undertale Chara

Undertale Frisk

Undertale Sans

Wuthering Waves

Note: Waiting for Scar release banner before I come back to play.

Aalto

Calcharo

Geshu Lin

Jiyan

Scar

Xiangli Yao

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Characters Currently Studying, but not limited to:

These characters are not yet available for requests, but will be added to the above list in the future. Also, if I remember some fandoms I used to be in. I want to study these more in-depth before writing actual individual yandere stories on them:

Blue Lock

Barou Shouei

Eita Otoya

Hyoma Chigiri

Meguru Bachira

Seishiro Nagi

Boku no Hero Academia

All Might (Toshinori Yagi)

Endeavor (Enji Todoroki)

Eraserhead (Shota Aizawa)

Hitoshi Shinso

Tenya Iida

Danganronpa

Byakuya Togami

Gundham Tanaka

Hajime Hinata

Kokichi Oma

Makoto Naegi

Mondo Oowada

Nagito Komaeda

(maybe, not sure, I know nothing about DC lore except the basics, not too much of a comics fan, but Jan AI, ahh)

Bruce Wayne

Damian Wayne

Jason Todd (especially Jason, ahh)

Dick Grayson (Nightwing)

Death Note

Ryuk

Demon Slayer (Kimetsu no Yaiba)

Gyomei Himejima

Muichiro Tokito

Kaigaku

Kokushibo (Michikatsu Tsugikuni)

Yushiro (will simp for you)

Haikyuu!!

Koutarou Bokuto

Shoyo Hinata

Suguru Daishō

Tanaka Ryunosuke

Yu Nishinoya

Kuroko no Basket

Akashi Seijuuro

Hanamiya Makoto

Imayoshi Shoichi

Kise Ryouta

Kuroko Tetsuya

Midorima Shintarou

Murasakibara Atsushi

Jujutsu Kaisen

Aoi Todo

Kinji Hakari

Mahito

Naruto Shippuden

Orochimaru

One Punch Man

Drive Knight

Piofiore: Fated Memories

Dante Falzone

Gilbert Redford

Nicola Francesca

Orlok

Undertale Multiverse

Aftertale! Sans (Geno)

G! Sans (Gastertale)

Reaper! Sans

X-Tale! Chara

X-Tale! Frisk

X-Tale! Sans

Your Throne

Eros Orna Vasilios

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Important Note: There are some characters I will NEVER be writing for even if they are loved in the fandom and popular. Number one reason is because it reminds me too much of my husband in real life. So it's uncomfortable and awkward writing stories with characters that remind me too much of him (e.g. Toji from JJK, Yoo Joonghyuk from ORV, Aomine Daiki from KNB, Sung Jinwoo from SL, Wriothesley from GI, Callisto Regulus from VADTD, most ‘black flag’ or even red flag manhwa MLs to name a few. There's more, but these are some popular examples).

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therusticwriter · 2 months ago

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-INTRO-

I write stories, it can be anything from fanfictions (usually x reader or just random short stories) to original stories of mine. Yes, you can ask for a fanfic of a character if they are on the list of fandoms. I'm better at writing stuff for yandere!characters for x readers but I can try to do anything! Just no NSFW or that kind of thing! Also I can write short stories or whatever for your OCs if you give me info on them.

Also I'm newer to writing, so don't expect God-tier stories. Also if I don’t wanna do something, I don’t have to.

Here’s the fandoms I’ll write for!

- Overwatch (please I beg you I love this game)

- Team Fortress 2

- Minecraft Story Mode

- Dandy’s World

- Roblox Myths (the characters NOT the admins)

- MLP:FIM (you too, will become pony.)

- Terraria

- VALORANT

- hell, I’ll do anything if I find it interesting. Just send in ask and if I like it I’ll try to do it!

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writersblockworks · 2 months ago

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INTRODUCTION ˳ᐟ˳ᐟ˳ᐟ

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[ written by @yunathecat for @writersblockworks ]

Hello !

My name is Fayci ! /ᐠ ˵> ⩊ <˵マ

(fay, cici, ayci)

I’m 20, from the eastern united states! I’m writing a book currently which I absolutely LOVE writing!!

but.. sometimes..

I get..

WRITERS BLOCK !!! DUN DUN DUNNN !!! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

so..

I’m going to be using this account to post fanfictions upon requests or from whatever I feel like writing! I’d appreciate if you’d write in the comments/dms/in my asks ideas for fanfictions after reading through my request rules/guidelines !!

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RULES/GUIDELINES:

I can write : character x oc, character x character, character x reader (I may make exceptions for oc x oc but not oc x reader)

fandoms I like/I’m in (I can write about characters from shows I don’t necessarily watch/fandoms I’m in just ask !!):

arcane

stardew valley

starwars

valorant

overwatch

jujutsu kaisen

Red Dead Redemption (1 and 2)

Resident Evil (all games)

Demon slayer

Mouthwash (no smut for this one just happy ones)

Spy x family

Tomb Raider

Apex legends

Detroit Become human

Devil May Cry

Blue Lock

Bendy and the Ink Machine

Politics (Joe Biden x Donald trump LMAO)

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

what I’m comfortable writing! :

fluff, smut, angst, lemon/lime, au, love triangles, harem, rarepairs ฅ^>⩊<^ ฅ

<< This doesn’t that mean this is all I’m comfortable writing about! This is just all the genres I can think of at the moment ! Feel free to request anything thats not specified below !

What I’m not comfortable writing !:

sa/🍇, zoophilia, pedophilia, proships, minor x adult, heavy mentions of self harm/suicide, smut of underaged characters/ocs, incest, certain kinks (cnc, ageplay, scat/piss/farts or any uncommon bodily fluids, and i have heavy restrictions on petplay) /ᐠ •̀ ˕ •́ マ

CHARACTERISTCS/SCENE IDEAS:

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CHARACTERISTICS:

I’m completely open to requests such as “!yandere reader x [character] | !depressed reader x [character] | !tall reader x !short [character]” and so on !!

I can and have the right to refuse to write any characteristics asked if its against what im comfortable with : which isnt much except what ive stated above ! If you request something and I ignore it please don’t as for it again, but i will clarify anything you need me to!

SCENES/PLOT:

You can request specific scenes or a plot if you’d like to!, I may not stick to the entirety of it but it will be presented in my own style/version of writing! I wont write unethical scenes though meaning if it doesnt abide by my stated comfort zone, I WILL REFUSE to write it !

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THATS ALL ˳ᐟ˳ᐟ˳ᐟ

Leave requests/ideas in the comments or asks please !! ᡣ𐭩₊˚.⋆⁺₊

I need an excuse to write

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ultimateplaylistmaker · 4 months ago

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Why is PreGame Shuichi always seen as a yanderé when he's just an antisocial DanganRonpa fan?

Excellent question!

This has roots back into the japanese fandom so its hard to fully research actually, however we know kagehara comes from the japanese fandom through a compound kage, and hara, aka shadow saihara, kagehara 影原. This is likely chosen due to persona's use of shadow selves if i had to take a guess, which might also be why kagehara tends to have a much harsher yellow eye color like the one seen below on Shadow Yosuke, before this became so main stream there was also inchara 陰キャ原 for in character + saihara but this has never seen any popularity in the english fandom to my knowledge. There's also these names for the rest of the characters but only bonkichi really saw any traction in the english fandom

So now they we know the basis of the name, where does the yandere come in?

The first fanfiction i can find on ao3 that seems to lean into this view of pregame Shuichi of him being a dangerous creepy guy is This Must Be What Fun Is from 2017, while it lacks some of the more common later tropes and even has shuichi marked as aromantic, the obsessive and bloody traits commonly associated with it is definitely all there.

The first fic in the tag "pregame-shuichi" is audition from february 2017, however they used the tag ORIGINAL saihara which got tag wrangled in, and the first REAL use of the tag is from Can't Help Falling from December 2017

After that the first use of Kagehara in a fanfic description is At Least It's Something from July 2018 which is a selfcest fic with some WILD plot points actually i might need to look at that one later just out of morbid curiosity

From this, we can know the trope has its roots from the very start of the games release. Where the character of pregame shuichi in the audition tapes easily slid into an otaku characterization due to his obsession with danganronpa.

Thus, its easy to see where his creepy pervert personality come from, otaku stereotypes. You'll see this stigma in a lot of anime where characters try to hide being an otaku and such. This is why Kagehara often is soon as very reclusive, spending all his time and money on one thing, danganronpa, and not caring for anything outside this thing. To the point of antisocial behavior or becoming a threat to others. Immature, obsessive, and sexual deviancy. Classic stereotypical otaku characterization.

One of the stereotypes is usually being a creep towards an object of affection, and thus as the most popular ship, kokichi easily slotted into that stereotypical role of the object of affection. He's small, easily made a bit more feminized, and thus able to be the soft kawaii to be harassed.

Which as this becomes popular, likely for the same reasons any "zomg the main character is EVIIIIL actually" kinda thing gets popular, led to more people playing in the space and pushing it further and further until we get to where we are today!

Though, just between you and me, i have my own personal theory. I can't back it up with anything but it makes sense to me.

The audience comments in v3 are unhinged at times, with comments like "I wanna see the color of Shuichi’s blood" and "I want to break Shuichi’s fingers <3" the audience although only here for a short time has a very strong characterization and interesting dialogue. However, how do you portray this in a story? You really can't without someone to act as the proxy.

With the most fanboyish audition video, and the popularity to back it up, Shuichi ended up being this proxy. Kagehara isn't actually a reflection or evil version of shuichi or anything, it's the proxy to hold the audience in a way thats easy to write, and without the risks of say, writing an oc.

All of the fucked up things we hear about the audience and outside world, all the bad things, the talk of how boring everything but danganronpa is, these elements need a surrogate to embody it or else it can be hard to write with them. That's what kagehara is, the audience and what tsumugi tells about the outside word in a convenient familiar character shaped proxy Kokichi just got nabbed along for the ride as the most popular ship

#ndrv3 #anon chaos #pregame #meta

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dreamsicle262 · 6 days ago

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3 is... Maori. (Mao for short)

Hhgggghhh... old oc. I made this guy about three years ago for a Genshin fanfiction that was finished and was going to have a sequel before I completely deleted everything concerning the fic. I'm not necessarily proud of my Genshin phase, even if I wasn't an insane fan.

The fic was called dew drops on the cecilias, bloodstains on the ground, and was one of my first fics on ao3 (aside from an omori fanfic that had a great premise but terrible execution; i hope to revamp that one but i digress) so obviously it wasn't very good (by my current standards). In short, it was somewhat of a yandere fic, but not exactly since that term leaves a bad taste in my mouth. Xiao ends up dying at some point afterwards and the fic ends. The sequel, however, was intended to follow Venti trying to bring him back or make a replica of him, which is how I ended up with Maori after getting my hands on a Genshin themed picrew. I have two others who are his siblings.

Obviously, picrew was limited, but i did my best. He is the result. Within the fic, he would have been one out of three failed attempts to make a copy of Xiao, before Venti gave up and tried to directly revive him. I'm not proud of any of this by any means but the story was decent. It was okay, given it was part of my humble beginnings. Mao would later become abandoned and end up joining some bandits or something (Treasure Hoarders? I haven't been involved in Genshin for awhile and the last nation I remember in game was Fontaine so please bear with me. I haven't touched the game in a good year or so)

Either way... I'm not sure how to feel about him or his siblings.

#dream answers🖋️

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hefelllaughing · 3 months ago

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I'm looking for an author who wrote many fanfictions, I've been looking for them, all for the good reasons. Like any deprived readers, I sometimes want to reread some books and for some reason I want to reread some of her books but I can't find the author and their works. 🥹

I found the author in Wattpad and I don't know if the author has other accounts on other platforms. I can't even remember the author's name due to withdrawal from Wattpad to focus on school work and mainly due to I thought I put their books in my reading list ( apparently I didn't).

Their works that I happen to remember are:

"Vixen" which is a Naruto fanfic. Where a young Naruto befriends a girl pink (pink?) hair and fox ears. He somehow ends up living with her in the temple she resides in. (I think it was a yandere fanfic? If I remember properly most of the author's works were yandere and/or reverse harem)

A Fairy Tail fanfic (can't remember the title), the OC is the younger sister of Lucy Heartfilia who uses summoning magic (The Zodiacs, Gods and demons). Many characters falls in love with the OC and Lucy is a brat in this fanfic.

A Adrien Agreste x OX x Luka Couffaine fanfic (which was a short lived one since it was deleted multiple time) They like the same girl.

Many revised My Little Pony fanfic (Title changed many times as I have remembered). The OC is an alicorn who becomes Celestia's best student and her foster child (?) where she is tasked to organize a party like Twilight did in the original (OC technically takes up Twilight's role but has a different personality) and is paired with many characters naming Discord, King Sombra, Male Nightmare Moon/Luna, Shining Armor etc. Even Spike likes OC as a mother figure.

So I hope someone notice this posts and help a fellow reader out.

#Wattpad #Lookingforbooks #Lookingforfanficbooks #Fairy Tail #Naruto #MLP #adrien agreste #luka couffaine #natsu dragneel #OC

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adalwolfgang · 6 months ago

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Rules

⤷ »✵⭒ A list of what you can/can't request and what I will write/create.

✵⭒Created 8/6/24

✵⭒Updated 8/6/24

»✵⭒✵⭒✵⭒ Do's ✵⭒✵⭒✵⭒«

⤷ »✎ I'm not entirely great at writing full length stories so for the time being I'm only writing short one-shots, headcanons (Char limit at a time is 5), imagines and whatever else kind of short fanfiction is out there that I'm not aware of.

⤷ »✎ If you request a specific reader or scenario, go into detail with request. “The plot is up to you.” does not help me. As much as I wish to be as creative as thinking up things on the spot, I'm not.

⤷ »✎ I'll also do letter's from a character, Character interaction (Ask a char a question/etc), and Character reactions.

⤷ »✎ Stimboards, Moodboards, and wallpapers

⤷ »✎ In the past this specific request would get asked as a overwhelming amount but I'm willing to write "I ship you with.." if in return you be specific in the fandom of characters your wanting to get picked with and give me a little snippet about yourself.

⤷ »✎ nb!reader only (I MIGHT make an exception, depends)

⤷ »✎ I will write yandere content but nothing to drastic.

»✵⭒✵⭒✵⭒ Don'ts ✵⭒✵⭒✵⭒«

⤷ »✎ I'll delete any request I don’t vibe with without explanation.

⤷ »✎ I won't write for nsfw content. It's not that I'm against it, I'm just quite literally not good at writing it nor comfortable writing it. I'm all for you sharing nsfw ideas/prompts with me though!

⤷ »✎ I will not do every request that I immediately get due to either my motivation, vibe, or because I'm currently not hooked on the specific char/fandom. So please don’t be upset if I don’t do yours immediately. Nothing personal.

⤷ »✎ I only write x reader/(y/n). On occassion I might rarely do char x my oc or my oc x reader/(y/n) but I can't stress the rarely enough.

⤷ »✎ Try not to requests things I don’t know. Like a character from none of the fandoms I know or just a character I'm not familiar with in general. If you give me some information, I could possibly write it, but do not expect me to be doing a deep dive. I won't do more work than what I'd like.

⤷ »✎ As far as I'm aware, I'm never doing fem/male reader. I much prefer doing nb!reader so everyone can feel included and because it's easier in my head.

⤷ »✎ I will not write any char or reader underaged, rape, non-con, Any kind of abuse, just overall triggering content. Yandere requests are fine.

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thornybubbles · 2 years ago

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Little note to those of you that don't like Yandere stuff and get upset because other people do...

Just blocked someone that admonished me for making Giorno into a yandere and wanted to know why couldn't people like me just make OCs instead.

I'm asking that people please stop doing this. If you don't like what someone else writes, then don't read it. It's such a simple concept, and yet so many people have difficulty with it.

I don't like it when people insist that their headcanons ARE canon. I don't like it when people ship characters that don't have a canon relationship and then insist that their headcanons were what the actual creator intended.

Do you know what I do about stuff like that?

I just don't read it. When I see that a story is shipping characters that I don't think should be shipped, then I just find another story to read.

I don't like coffee shop or modern day AUs. So, I don't read them.

I don't like stories that focus on graphic depictions of sexual violence or kinks that I personally think are gross. I HATE stuff about sexual or romantic relationships with characters who are related. So I avoid stories that feature subject matter like that.

But no matter what, I don't slide into the author's comments section and try to shame them for what they write simply because I take personal offense to it.

This is part of the reason why I stayed away from Tumblr for so long. There are just far too many people here that can't stand the fact that other people are different from them and may possibly like things they don't like.

Life's too short to spend time stressing over stuff like that.

Writing fanfiction is about exploring the "what ifs" of canon. What if the hero didn't win? What if this character did things differently during the final battle? What if the two characters that are always fighting managed to sort things out and become friends? What if this character was a yandere? What if YOU, the reader, where a part of the story somehow? It's fun. It's fun to write and fun to read.

At least it should be.

What's not fun is when a complete stranger scolds you as if they have some kind of moral authority over what you should and shouldn't be writing.

If you do this to me, I will not have a discussion with you. I will not try to defend or justify my decisions to you, nor will I give in to your demands or apologize. I will continue to turn your favorite characters into twisted little yanderes in spite of your personal offense to the idea, in the same way other people insist that Spiderman and the Green Goblin are somehow gay for each other. I will just block you and continue my evil ways.

But all joking aside, I have no ill will against people who DON'T like yandere stuff. I completely understand why people don't and I won't hate on you or make fun of you for it. You have just as much right to dislike something as I have to like it. But if you are really bothered by my writing, then block me. That's the beauty of the block button on Tumblr, if you block me then my stuff will never show up in the search results for you again. You could also try filtering the yandere tag or just the word "yandere" itself and Tumblr will hide posts of that subject matter from you.

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untoldstar · 2 years ago

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Yandere! fan x public figure fem reader pt.2

warning: Yandere themes, obsessive behavior, nsfw, stalking

He let out a slow breath as he sat patiently waiting on his desk chair, his laptop propped up in front of him with your profile opened on the screen, it was Thursday, which meant you'd go live any minute now, and each time you went live he made sure he was the first one to enter it, the first one to see you before all those fake fans flooded into the chat, his eyes landed on the notification in the corner of his screen "_ is live: chatting:)" he clicked on the notification, grinning as excitement bubbled up in his chest at the sight of you, you had on a comfortable grey hoodie, your hair was slightly messy and you still hadn't removed your makeup, he immediately started typing, greeting you and telling you how beautiful you looked, hitting send and resting his hand on his cheek with his eyes fixated on you, studying every single detail, every move, every dart of your eyes, he took notice of your eyes glancing at the chat and the smile that slowly formed, his heart beat quickened 'she must have read my comment!' you simply greeted him back and thanked him for the compliment but his heart fluttered and his smile was so wide it was starting to hurt.

He was lucky he always made sure to record your streams! You thanking him at the beginning of the stream wasn't the only time you noticed him you had actually replied to him multiple times throughout the stream, keeping up with his comments, giving genuine replies, smiling sweetly, you were so responsive it felt like he might as well be in that room with you talking to you, his breath would hitch every time you got closer to the screen to read his comments better, it allowed him to get an even closer look at how pretty you are, how you'd slightly squint your eyes or lick your lips when you were focusing on reading all the comments, or when you'd bite your lip to hold back from smiling too wide or laughing at something you read, you were so fucking sexy and knowing you you probably weren't even doing it on purpose, or maybe you were, maybe you were teasing him on purpose because you knew it was torture for him, he swallowed when you licked your lips again, his eyes staying there for a moment longer, he leaned back in the chair his hands trailing to his pants almost slipping inside before he stopped midway, he could only imagine your pretty lips wrapped around his cock, kissing and licking the tip, taking him so deep in your throat, he'd gently caress your hair and spill out praise to show you what a good job you were doing taking his cock. He felt strained, even with those sinful thoughts clouding his mind he couldn't afford getting distracted yet, he still had so much he wanted to talk to you about!

His heart swelled when you started to yawn and read fewer comments as minutes passed, you were so cute you weren't even trying to hide the fact you were getting sleepy, he wanted nothing more than to be there for you to fall asleep in his arms and for him to be the one you wake up to in the morning, to be the only one you see.

You started to wrap up the stream and of course, he couldn't let you go without sending his usual "good night, sleep well!" "only dream happy dreams tonight" and with that, the stream ended. He leaned back in his chair letting his head fall back, he closed his eyes the content smile never leaving his face, he'd always sleep peacefully at night after seeing you.

#fem reader #yandere themes #yandere oc #yandere x reader #yandere fanfic #yandere! fan x reader #kind short #obsessive yandere #tw yandere #male yandere #yandere fan #yandere fanfiction

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