#yandere statue

[sanyu-thewitch05]

Imagine Male Yandere Artists X Female Reader Creation. Obviously inspired from the Greek myth of Pygmalion…but think of how much worse and complicated it’d get if poor reader Darling was a project worked on by multiple men together…It’s almost as if this is now Greek Pygmalion myth X Helen of Troy myth. Let the war for love begin.

General premise…reader Darling comes to life through the power of the mens’ accidental prayers of love to the goddesses of love. She is everything the men wanted in a woman somehow (dare I say Mary Sue territory, and a sprinkle of Manic Pixie Dream Girl I suppose since she is still otherworldly just being born and all). Doesn’t help that Darling is also enchanting every man she meets across the city too. Her creators all get mad jealous, and fight over who has the true “rights to have her,” (cause we stan men who see women as their property *sarcasm). Climax…the creator men end up offing each other off in the art studio (battle royale style), and their blood mixes together into another art creation they had collaborated on together. And through the power of love and “friendship” (*cue jazz hands), the men are reborn into one, and can pursue Darling more easily. I’ll leave up to you if Darling is genuinely more pleased with this new outcome of the mens’ rebirth, or if she’s terrified to no end of what they’ve become. (I trust your writing skills as always). Either way, no escape for her. The power of love is a formidable foe…

A/N: Some of these asks might be late because I'm trying to brainstorm as for what to do character-wise. Anyway, I hope you enjoy.

Your body was crafted from clay and stone. Your hair and scalp are threaded from spider webs, horse hair, and human hair. Your body shines with the finest oil. You are the perfect woman. The name on your plague was...well, you didn't have a specific name, so per se. But your creators decided to name your statue Earth's Women. Your name was because of your magical abilities. In the morning sun, your hair is curly, and your skin is olive-brown. By the afternoon, your skin is dark brown, and your hair is so coily it sometimes is in an Afro. During the evening, your skin whitens, and your hair straightens out. By nightfall, your skin is an albino white, and your hair is bone straight.

Because of these abilities, you gained the love of millions around the world. Many prayed for you to be alive. For you to be their perfect woman. Then, one day, the sunlight shining on you made your body crack. Your creators were so upset that they closed the exhibit to fix you. When your creators touched your skin, your statue crumbled. Screams and dust fill the room. Suddenly, your human body rises from the rubble.

"Where am I?" You ask, dust covering your dark skin.

"My God, she's alive," An olive skin man with black curly hair says. "Stai bene?"

You try to move your naked body, but you fall. Your legs are too wobbly.

"Get her a towel, Leon! She's never used her legs before," Ciro commands, rushing to pick you up from the debris. "And bring some bandages and wound treatments too! She's bleeding!"

Several hours later, you are properly introduced to your creators. There are six creators, and they call themselves the Sexy Six. Each one created a body part for you. Leon DiCardio made your head, Ciro Nikolaou shaped your torso and bosom, Aoi Hiroshige crafted your left leg, Matias Dorado sculpted your right leg, Abe Okoro created your right arm, and Caspian Narain made your left arm. Together, six men from different continents made a woman representing every girl.

"So what are you going to do with me, now?" You ask, tightening your fluffy robe.

"We're going to have to hide you from the public. They can't know you've come to life. You're something a leader would start a war for," Ciro says, giving you a cup of water.

"That's a bit unfair, isn't it? If the goddess answered their prayers to have her come to life, shouldn't we introduce her to the public? If we don't, we'd be defying the goddess's will," Leon says, making Ciro think about his decision.

"True. I suppose we could take her out in public. But only if she wears a cloak to cover her face," Ciro says, making everyone happy.

When you walked through the city, you could understand every conversation. Turns out, you can understand every language known to mankind. It was overwhelming, but Matias helped you power through it by distracting you with clothing. Abe took you away from Matias soon after and showed you the foods of every culture. You tasted everything, and even brought back sweets. You hardly even noticed Caspian glaring at Abe before he snatched you away to learn how to dance.

You are simply beautiful to him, to everyone, really. Your skin getting darker and your hair becoming coils under the afternoon sun while you twirl in circles was a scene that magic could've created. In the sun, you are everyone's Cinderella.

"Let's go, Every," Ciro says, dragging you away from the crowd.

"Hey, I wasn't done yet!" You whine, trying to stop Ciro from moving.

"I don't care. You're drawing too much attention to yourself," Ciro replies, putting your cloak back on and walking you home.

When you arrive home, Ciro puts you in a windowless white room. You lay on your bed and stare at the white ceiling.

"It must be nighttime," You say, noticing your hair is straight. "I wonder what my creators do during the night? I wonder what humans do when the sun falls?"

You sneak out of your room and tip-toe to a room with the lights on. You hear arguing and hide behind the wall.

"You can't keep her to yourself!" Matias yells, breaking a glass.

"Says the man showed her clothes like it was a date!" Ciro hisses, making you flinch.

"Hah, please! If you want a date, try Mr. Prince Charming of Oceania! He was dancing and twirling with her in the middle of town!" Matias retorts, making Caspian stand up with fury.

"At least I wasn't trying to charm her with food!" Caspian yells, glaring at Abe.

"I don't see how you brutes made such a pretty thing," Leon remarks, looking at his peers fighting.

"Don't drag me into this, Mario," Aoi insults, making Leon grab his shirt collar.

"Don't call me that you piece of crap," Leon snarls, making Aoi smile.

"You know what, I have an easy way to settle this. Whoever is the last one standing gets to claim Every for their own. I always hated having to share credit for creating her, anyway," Aoi wagers, pulling out a blade.

"Fine by me," Ciro says, pulling out a dagger.

Everyone pulls out their blades, daggers, and knives and begins their battle. You try to stop them, but you get thrown to the side. Cuts and bruises are made, but no one is dead yet. A trail of blood leads to the art room, and you see Ciro stab Matias through the heart. The Spaniard falls to the ground and extends a hand as if he was reaching for you.

"Matias!" You scream, running to his body.

Leon's bleeding corpse is thrown onto you as Aoi is on a stabbing rampage. You glimpse at the hole in Leon's head and throw up on the floor. When you look up again, all is silent. The floor is painted red, and Aoi is the only one standing. He looks at you with a crazed smile and drops his blade.

"You're mine. My work of art. My woman," Aoi says, hugging you with his bloody body.

You can only hug him back in horror. A squelching sound comes from below you, and you see Abe stabbing a dagger into Aoi's back. Aoi slowly releases his hug, then collapses onto you. His blood has stained your whole being red.

"What am I going to do now?! You all were supposed to help me!" You cry, putting your bloody hands on your face as you weep.

You cry until morning. When you awaken from your exhaustion-fueled sleep, you find bloody footprints. Your former creator's latest statue, coined Luno, is missing.

"Where did it go?" You question aloud, getting up from the sticky floor.

"My love, you're awake," A naked man says, coming from behind a wall.

"Luno, you're alive?" You ask, backing away from him.

"Yes, the goddess of love spared mercy on us and brought me to life for you. Through the blood sacrifice of our masters, I am here to be your divine equal," Luno says, kneeling and kissing your hand. "I have all the traits our six masters did."

You snatch your hand away, and trip over Aoi's corpse.

"Princess, be careful. I don't want you to trip over anyone and hurt yourself," Luno says, his face shifting into something similar to Ciro's.

"I don't want anything to do with them! Not after how they killed each other!" You shriek, standing up and heading towards the secret entrance.

"My love, wait!" Luno yells, running after you.

You close the stone door behind you and pant, looking at it. Luno's muscular arm punches a hole through the wall, and his eye looks at you.

"Eve, don't run from me! We are made to be!" Luno yells, breaking more of the stone.

You don't waste any time running away, your feet leaving bloody footprints. You don't know where this passage leads to, but you don't want to be here. Not with him.

"Seafoam?" You question, seeing signs of the sea on the lower walls and stairs.

You get onto the last step and look at the blue water. Luno's heavy footsteps are getting closer, and you don't have time to think. If you were every woman on Earth, surely you could be a mythical creature as well. You dive into the water, swimming till you find the open sea. Your master's blood washes off of you, and you swim to wherever you want to go. Luno, arriving too late, stared at the bloody mist in the water at the bottom of the stairs. In his eyes, a vow to always be yours and always find you is made.

Thus beginning the never-ending cycle of you running from him. An everlasting, divine hunt for the woman with a thousand faces. Prey to be caught for the man with a thousand features.

[sagaubeloved]

Perspective of Reader holding the destroyed small statue of the Creator.

[yanyandere]

the obsessed mage and his beloved statue bride (ヤンデレ魔法使いは石像の乙女しか愛せない) // support the artist (eng)

[serickswrites]

Fear Itself

Warnings: captivity, implied torture, unclear character status, yandere

"Oh, Caretaker," Whumper purred over the phone, "I am so glad you answered."

Caretaker's heart sunk. Whumper's calls were never good. Whumper always misinterpreted things and lashed out. "What do you want?"

"I just want to talk, Caretaker. You never want to talk to me anymore." Caretaker could picture Whumper pouting at the phone.

"I don't want to talk to you because I want you to leave me alone." Caretaker checked their phone. They were running late and were supposed to be meeting Whumpee soon. "I have to go."

"Wait, Caretaker, I wanted to tell you something."

"Make it quick. I have to meet--"

"Whumpee. You are supposed to be meeting Whumpee. Honestly, I don't know what you see in them. You could do so much better than them. I am so much better than them."

"How do you know I'm supposed to meet Whumpee?" Caretaker felt a sinking feeling in their stomach.

"I know many things, Caretaker." Whumper chuckled. "Like I know how you take your coffee--with half and half and three sugars. I know how you enjoy those cheesy Hallmark Christmas movies and will watch them in July when you need a pick me up. And," they paused dramatically, "I know your greatest fear."

Caretaker's mouth was dry. "Heights. Yes, everyone knows that." They didn't want to think that Whumper knew what they really feared.

"Ah, ah, Caretaker. You can lie to other people, but you can't lie to me. I know what you truly fear. I know you fear that you will be the reason why the person you love is hurt. Your greatest fear is causing Whumpee suffering."

Caretaker couldn't speak. Couldn't say anything. What did Whumper want?

"And that's why I'm going to help you face your fear, Caretaker. I'm so thoughtful like that. Maybe you'll see how thoughtful I can really be. Right, Whumpee?"

Caretaker's heart stopped as they heard Whumpee let out a painful scream. "What are you doing to them?"

"A little of this. A little of that. Anything to help you get over your fear, Caretaker. I just don't know if Whumpee will make it through all of the pain. But at least you'll have me, Caretaker. And remember, Caretaker, the only thing you have to fear is fear itself."

"WHUMPER!" Caretaker screamed into the dead line. Whumper had Whumpee and was going to torture them to death to prove a point to Caretaker. Caretaker raced from the room, hoping they could find Whumpee in time and that their greatest fear wouldn't become a reality.

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[twentyfivemiceinatrenchcoat]

well actually he is very big on the forced husband/wife roleplay ……. but also it’s more like an owner/pet type of situation . or parent/child. he doesn’t exactly treat you like a spouse he just likes the idea of that

[suusoh]

I really do feel like there's no dating stage with johan if you know what I mean. there's no situationship, dating, or boyfriend stage. he thinks all of that is just a stalling phase to what he knows already he wants in the end. it'll just jump immediately to spending the rest of your life with him. like there is no point of experimentation if he knows he wants to be involved with you. you guys are friends and one day you agree to try to date him, and the next thing you know, your first date with johan is him bringing you along to city hall to sign papers at the registry office.

[anonymousdisco]

My Official Return to Writing

Thank you so much to everyone who has been so patient in waiting for me to able to continue my fic. Also a special thanks to everyone who reached out and gave me much needed support. My issue has now been fixed enough that it should be no problem to go back to my writing which makes me so happy given how much I have missed it this past month. New chapters will be posted soon as well as a halloween special that will be posted on halloween. Have a fun and safe Halloween celebration everyone!

[deredereyandere]

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[tcpdog]

↑ definitely has a secret unhinged yandere side / potential. it is not at all an exaggeration that Archer has an obsession problem (with a lot of things, but most prominently Team Rocket and Giovanni), and with the just right pushing of certain buttons in a certain way in a certain set of circumstances, he can absolutely get to the point of being dangerous in pursuit of those obsessions, including towards the obsession itself.

Archer has tortured, maimed and killed those who he's interpreted as having a less-than-platonic interest in his boss in the past, usually without Giovanni's knowledge. if driven to a point of paranoia and desperation, he could even try to keep his obsession captive, should Archer feel there is a very real chance that Giovanni might try to leave him or Rocket again.

[anonymousdisco]

Status Update on the romantic interest for my current fic How’d I get Isikiad into Yandere Obey Me

I don’t think this can be considered a spoiler but just in case I’ll put it under a keep reading button for anyone who doesn’t want to know this yet.

The only romantic interest will be Diavolo. This is a decision I made based on how I want this story to go. I’m willing to explore the others as romantic interests in other fics, but not this one. Simeon and Solomon are officially platonic just like the rest are. I just think the dynamic between the different characters will be more interesting this way because it suits them better based on the head-cannons I have for the characters given the story I’m writing. Romance just isn’t the main focus of this story since its main theme is that the reader craves platonic affection from anyone that she can get it from but due to her previous trauma she doesn't think she can get it without total manipulation of the events and characters. Chapters nine-twelve will take me a bit to write out since we’ve now reached a very important part. Chapter nine is almost done and I’m already started my notes for chapters ten and eleven.

[deredereyandere]

[yanyandere]

the obsessed mage and his beloved statue bride (ヤンデレ魔法使いは石像の乙女しか愛せない) // support the artist (eng)