#yandere student council vice president

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The Yandere Student Council 

You just needed to get your schedule officialized. Having gained special permissions to take a desired course you needed the student council’s collective stamps of approval to proceed. Normally all you would need to do was slip in the necessary documents. But something seems to keep happening to yours and it just works better for you to do it in person. Thus begins you’re journey of getting the obsessed student council’s approval.

The first one you go to is the one with the easiest access –the Secretary. Gill Hunter has an absolute poker face when his boyfriend isn’t around. So you’re pleasantly surprised when he’s actually willing to hear you out. Keeping his amber eyes on you he listens to your plea for his stamp, seemingly not reacting at all he promises to help you—for a price. You have to step in for him and his boyfriend from time to time. He says it's just a week as he demands you shadow him for the day. Calling to you in his monotone voice to join him in the student council lounge. Don’t bother bringing up you’re friends or your desire to eat your lunch alone. Even as the week comes to an end and you get your stamp he has you working closely with both him and his boyfriend very closely as an honorary assistant.

“Most if not all schedules go through me, you don’t want your schedule being messed up again. Do you?”

The next one is Gill’s beloved–the Historian. June Frimroar is a different kind of person you need to get a stamp from. Where Gill strings you along with his stone-cold face and hardly hidden intentions, June will do the exact opposite. With a smile that flirts with scheming and altruism, he’ll ask for the most innocent kind of help. Only to somehow become something far more intimate and demanding of you in the first place. How else would simply taking notes during student council meetings lead to you smushed in a locker with the historian and his boyfriend? Or how you’ll be forced to help undress June whose hands inexplicably might be sprained? He’s an enigma to loosely associate with trouble, easily put off by how kind he is to you and your friends as you start spending more time with him and the rest of the student council. Certainly, those rumors of him crippling classmates for fun are far from true, right?

“Don’t you trust me, (Y/n)? Just listen to me and I’m sure everything will work out…even if that blackmail situation with your friend is completely separate.”

Like clockwork, you fall into being the student council’s lackey suddenly trusted with helping the seemingly overwhelmed Treasurer. Min Su is an odd fellow who’s been dignified a living legend with his accounting possibilities; rumored to casually be hired by the government a couple of times. So it's odd that he suddenly must have you spending your club hours documenting receipts. He’s so apologetic and jumpy that you don’t feel right questioning him. So it's normal that he has a fierce blush on his face as you take the records from his hand. Or the little noises of excitement pleasure he seems to have when you lean over him to admire his speed as he’s calculating the books. He’s likely to forget that you needed to get his stamp until you off-handedly mention how you’re going to miss him when you get that stamp.

“Oh, you wanted that? I-I’m happy to give it to you, n-no problem! But you’ll still visit me right?”

At this point, your presence is much more normalized in the student council quarters, and naturally, the Sergeant of Arms or more well known as the student council’s hype man is happy to welcome you. Popular beyond belief Roman Ferris arguably has the largest fan and friend base in the entire council. Knowing everything about everyone he already knows what you’re asking for and he’s cheekily telling you he’s already prepared how you’re going to get it. If you thought Gill was forward then you’d be mistaken Roman straight-up demands every weekend that you come with him on a date. Movies, restaurants, ice cream, trips to the park, he’s doing it all with you. Demanding you dress up for these ‘definitely not dates’, hold his hand while you walk, and smile at him only him when you pose for the camera. It's odd how he knows your every like and dislike, always ordering for you and smiling ominously when you ask. But he’s definitely not giving you this stamp if you suddenly stop coming to his dates hangouts, even if he promised he would. It’d be bad if the whole student body considered you a harlot for playing with the golden boy’s feelings. So just smile while you eat your favorites and keep your mouth sealed about your suspicions.

“Don’t worry about it babe, I already know just how you like it! Don’t worry how I know~ You’re so cute when you're well-fed!”

Practically cemented to your unwritten obligation the Vice President is well aware of what you’re after. Spencer Lyle will wait until the end of the day mindlessly stamping your document as he scrambles through his hefty pile of paperwork. Bags under his eyes and his lids dropping dangerously you figure you’ll help him, already familiar with the kind of work he was doing anyway. He thanks you when you eventually wake him up and from then on something sinister a friendship is born. Suddenly he’s coming up to you in your classes, during lunches keeping you talking casually as he leads you to the student council room. You were going there anyway, right? He’s just the perfect friend for you. Great at warding off bullying fans or teachers that get a little too snippy, he becomes your go-to friend. Not too popular but well-respected feared by the student body; totally perfect for relying on him to be relatable. Completely complacent with letting him into your life and it feels so normal now that he rings your dorm bell for an early morning. You know him so well so it's natural he does the same.

“Hey, you ready to go cupcake? Bags under my eyes? Yeah, I was up all night protecting you doing council stuff, you know how I work.”

Last but certainly not least the Student Council President: Lucoa Grander the college’s prodigy cryptid. Known to be a living genius and prominent underground business personality it seems only natural that he gets such a powerful, prestigious position. He is such a celebrity you go to Spencer to deliver your schedule confirmation only to receive a disappointing answer. Apparently, the president’s only willing to stamp yours personally, and thus your witchhunt for the illusive president begins. Searching high and low, stringing on his fan base’s own timeline and the other council members’ accounts you try to find him. But after a while, you give up fully prepared to abandon your desired course to have the blue-haired pierced-up president mysteriously showing up. He greets you so casually, sitting next to you as he asks mundane questions. When you finally ask for his stamp he gives it to you…on a major condition. 

“We’ve been looking to widen our ranks and I’ve we’ve been keeping a close eye on you. And we’re thinking of making you an honorary member–it's a new position to diversify our team. You’ll get your stamp this way and we get you our beloved a new member that’s fair enough isn’t it?”

[suiana]

Hiii!! Can i request for yandere VICE student council president who is like yan delinquent’s love rival and doesnt see what his darling (student council pres) sees in the delinquent and is obsessed with getting rid of the delinquent to have his darling to himself

✎ yandere! student council vice president headcanons. . .

✎ warnings . . .

― worshipping, obsession(?) etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! student council vice president who has been attracted to you since day one. god you're just so... cool! so calm and collected, he aspires to be like you!

✎ yandere! student council vice president who was initially running for president but changed his mind upon hearing your speech. you know what, he'll be just as happy being your assistant. you can lead and he'll assist you like your loyal servant.

✎ yandere! student council vice president who can't help but be obsessed with every single thing you do! the way you give speeches, the way you tell off the delinquents, everything! you're perfect!

✎ yandere! student council vice president who absolutely loathes the way that delinquent lingers around you. go away! your prescence is being disturbed by a nasty force! shoo!

✎ yandere! student council vice president who can't help but worship you. he'd be a fool not to, you were basically a god at this point.

✎ yandere! student council vice president whos always punting that pesky delinquent away whenever he sees him approaching you. he may not know taekwondo but he sure as hell knows judo.

✎ yandere! student council vice president who has a mini shrine of you back at home. what? isn't it normal to have a shrine of your president?

✎ yandere! student council vice president who is more than happy to have others loving you. all but that one delinquent who keeps asking you for a rematch. he should never come across your perfect figure, ever.

✎ yandere! student council vice president who's always ranked one place below you in exams. he doesn't mind! you should be first anyways, after all you're his god! his deity! it would be sacrilegious to do better than you! he's fine with being second if you're first!

✎ yandere! student council vice president who is super professional but when it comes to you... oh you, the perfect you... he becomes a whole different person. fanboying and fawning over his lovely president... he just can't help himself!

✎ yandere! student council vice president who occasionally let slips about his love for you once or twice by mistake. oh no, please don't find him weird! he didn't mean to let you know this early!

✎ "president, I'll take over the detention for today. I need to teach that delinquent a lesson. no I'm not jealous that he's spending time with you, you just punish him too lightly!"

[tsuutarr]

Yandere! Elf mage x AFAB! Reader (nsfw)

Content: magic is used to connect your pussy to a pocket pussy.

Reol is the top of his class, the president of the student council, and a magic prodigy with talent that no one has ever seen before. Maybe that's why he's a little detached to most people, preferring to bury his nose in books.

The only person that's been able to break through his shell is you. You're the vice-president of the Solstice Magic Academy, the right-hand helper of the more quiet Reol. He was cordial but frosty when he had first met you, seemingly preferring to keep a distance. Regardless of his demeanor, he's quite competent, so you weren't too pressed.  

You honestly didn't think you could get close to him, but you offered him some snacks one day, and since then, he's been a lot more clingy. The way to someone's heart really is  through their stomach.

Now that you two are… friends, you suppose, you realize that Reol is only quiet about things he doesn't care about. He's always chattering about magic to you. Another thing you realize is that he really is smart. He's practically solved all the magical mysteries of the universe. You wonder how a genius like him would use his brain. You're sure it's for something amazing.

And Reol does use his brain for something amazing. He’s probably the only person who can even think up and use a spell like this – it requires quite a good grasp of spatial magic (one of the hardest magics), after all. So, what exactly is his amazing spell? Well… it's connecting your pussy to his pocket pussy.

All he needed was your DNA (which he had gotten quite easily since he has a rather large collection of your things) and he was good to go.

He activates the spell after finals are over, enchanting his pocket pussy to be connected to yours. He watches as his toy shifts and changes until it's the perfect replica of your lower body. His breath is shaky in his throat as he stares, red-faced, at your pretty body. Oh, if only he could see you in person… but this would be good enough for now. He always liked studying before the exam, after all.

Tentatively, he trails his fingers over the pocket pussy's – your – lower belly, making you flinch a little at the feather light touch. You blink, confused at the sudden sensation, before going back to reading. There's no one else with you in the room, after all. You must have imagined it.

Slowly, Reol continues his exploration. His index finger lightly presses the pocket pussy's clit, making you jolt in surprise. Reol continues to flick and rub your clit, eyes gleaming curiously, as your thighs squeeze together, your hands clutching your desk. Confusion flickers in your eyes as arousal begins to pool in your belly, making you slide down your lower garments, only to see nothing there. Amidst your confusion, a loud moan is dragged from your throat as Reol leans in, his hot tongue flicking your clit as his fingers begin to roam further down, circling your entrance.

He engulfs your clit into his mouth, sucking it eagerly as his fingers prod your hole, before a finger slowly eases itself inside you. You're already so wet that your pussy sucks his finger in eagerly, making him groan. You can’t help but gasp as your thighs clench, your knuckles white from grabbing onto your desk.

Reol imagines how you must sound as he continues to finger you, teasing your clit with his teeth and tongue. Arousal continues to bloom in your belly, your pussy feeling full from absolutely nothing. You can feel something wet on your clit, your pussy beginning to stretch around something, but you can't tell what's going on. All you can do is moan as another finger eases inside of you, spreading you open even wider.

As the sensations become more and more overwhelming, you can't help but your mind from blanking out as you cum, soaking Reol's fingers.

As your tight cunt clenches around his fingers, Reol can feel his cock straining against his pants. He continues to tease you through your orgasm, making you tremble desperately.

Reol only pulls away when your orgasm seems to subside. He looks at his fingers, before licking your cum off, groaning at the taste. You taste delicious, lighting him up with desire. Unable to wait any longer, he pulls down his precum stained pants and boxers, letting them pool around his feet. This gives you enough time to recover from your orgasm, peering down curiously. You swear you felt something, but – but nothing is there. And it can't be a ghost or anything of that sort, surely, since there are warding spells set up all around campus.

You're not given much time to ponder further as something begins to rub between your pussy lips. You groan as Reol's cockhead rubs against your clit as he continues to slide his cock between your folds, gathering your arousal on his cock. 

Once satisfied, Reol pushes his cockhead against your pussy, making you gasp as you're slowly fucked open. You groan as something thick fills you, before pulling out, before thrusting in again, desperate for your warmth.

Reol can't help the moans and gasps he lets out as your heat envelops him. You’re so warm and tight that he can't stop moving his hips. He fucks into the pocket pussy, desperately imagining how cute you must sound right now. The thought makes his hips piston into you faster, his cock hitting all the right places.

You aimlessly feel below you, unable to feel anything despite how your pussy stretches around something thick. You can only moan as Reol fucks into you harder, desperate for his release.

“S–so, so good,” he whines, feeling your pussy tighten around him. His fingers clumsily go to rub your clit as he feels himself nearing his orgasm. Imagining you, all flushed and depraved from his touch, sends him over the edge as he buries himself inside the pocket pussy, filling it with his cum.

The feeling of his finger on your clit as he cums in you is enough to send you over the edge. Your pussy seemingly clamps around nothing, but Reol feels it, his pocket pussy perfectly replicating your movements.

He groans, breathing heavy, before he slips out of you, leaving you feeling empty. Reol watches as his cum slowly seeps out of the pocket pussy. Imagining his cum in you makes his cock twitch.

Meanwhile, you can’t find any traces of cock or cum in you, despite cumming twice. It's a complete mystery to you, making your eyebrows furrow with confusion. You can’t help but wonder, but no answers are coming to you, so you opt to take a shower to clear your mind. With shaky legs, you stand up, though you don't get very far as something prods you again. With a low moan, you fall back into your chair, your pussy stretching wide open once more.

Fuck. You really need answers. But who could possibly know what's going on?

As you're brought to another orgasm, one person comes to mind: 

Reol.

Your breathing is rough as you come down from your high. 

Yeah. He’s the only one smart enough to help you.

[scremogirl]

✧✩🜚𝐅𝐔𝐋𝐋 𝐅𝐈𝐂 🜸𖤐✰

𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮

Yandere! Nerd x Academic Rival! Reader

Mentions of depressive behavior/thoughts of suicide. AFAB! Reader: is called “Ms”.

Annoying.

A know-it-all smarty pants that was simultaneously the worst pain in your ass. Not that he meant to be of course; you couldn’t really blame him. Sure, some people are just naturally smart; but not him. Following you around like a lost puppy no matter where you went. He was toying with you on purpose and you knew it! You just couldn’t understand why he decided to make your life worse.

Now, the relationship you have is more one sided. You’d make subtle jabs and throw cheap shots his way but all he ever did was laugh it off. He never fought back. From what you’ve gathered, he just prefers to stare. And when I say stare I mean straight into your soul type stare. Every time he gets annoyed or is thinking really hard about something that’s what he does. Stares. It’s really creepy and unsettling, all the times you caught him or tried to, he would just look away blushing, trying his best to hide behind his shaggy hair. Eyes burn holes through the back of your head five out of the seven days of the week. However, even the two days you aren’t in school, the feeling of eyes on you never seems cease. You feel chills crawl up your spine and always look over your shoulder wherever you go only to find nobody there.

You’ve always strived to be the best. Your home life was like the equivalent of being tossed in solitary co finemente and being left to rot. It seemed as if your parents only cared about your academic life. Therefore, they were always super strict about your grades. You knew it came from a place deep within their hearts, they just wanted you to do good in life; but it still hurt. You wanted to make them proud. Wanted to feel loved by the people who were supposed to be closest to you. So you pushed yourself to limits nobody could ever reach. From winning spelling bees to holding the spot of Vice President on your school's student council team. Schools were already offering you all expense scholarships in freshman year!

You were an all rounder. One of the most involved students in your grade. You were in various sports and academic clubs, always helped in school fundraisers, and even have 500(+) SS hrs.

“ Apologies, Ms. (L/N), but there’s nothing we can do about this. You’ll have to get a tutor in order to pass,”

Technical engineering.

Your worst subject. You excelled in physics and math; some would say the best. You got the formulas down to a T and knew everything there was to know. It was more so the building aspect of things. There were just so many damn parts! Who even needs an electriconic digital caliper anyways?!

“I’m sorry, (Y/n), but that’s just the way things turned out. You need this credit to graduate, but you needn’t worry. Miylo is the best at this. He’s perfect for the job,”

Miylo Reneritzer. A 6 foot, dead eyed, pale skinned dork. He’s never stood out to you. He wasn’t popular or a scholar. He didn’t play sports and wasn’t in any clubs. He didn’t participate in the annual dances and didn’t attended school games. He was just there. A regular student with a knack for technicalogical architecture. You were in 11th grade at the time. You needed to get all your credits out the way so you didn’t have to worry about them senior year. Not that it was a problem for you seeing as all of them were already completed. Well… except this one. You’ve been putting off for so long. You had to face it sooner or later. Too soon for your liking.

You would meet with Miylo twice a week; you were place in the same tech class so the first meeting didn’t really count. He was a great teacher! A little quiet and very monotone, but very thourough none the less. By the end of junior year you ended up with a A-. You parents hammered you for not making it a plus but you’ve come to terms with it. He saved you. And you were grateful. You ended up losing contact the transitioning year and just never interacted again; almost completely forgetting about him.

He didn’t forget about you though. How could he?! You were the most beautiful girl in the entire school! Nobody could compare to you. What you didn’t know about him was he was s everely bullied and even contiplated ending everything. That was until you came along. Someone finally wanted to talk to him. Even if it was just for help getting a good grade. Taking to a pretty popular girl and getting money and an increases on his report card? Sign him up. That one day changed the entirety of his life, he owes his life to you.

All he remembers is being called down to the counselors office; parents ready waiting and giving him the most bone crushing hug. Everything seemed like a blur from then on. But what he can remember is how he got there in the first place.

“A friend of yours, (Y/n) (L/n) had some concerns about your health. She said she’s been paying attention to you for awhile and noticed your self destructive behaviors,” says the counselor.

What? Before he started tutoring you he thought you were a teachers pet and hog all the chances for others to answer questions but if saves him the embarrassment of public speaking he doesn’t mind. You’ve noticed him? In more than just at tutor-tutee way? Nobody ever notices him. Not even his own parents. It’s evident with the amount of shock on their faces and all their “why didn’t you tell me’s” and confessions of love. He’s mad at you at first. He spends at least 3mths in that looney bin because of you. He hated it at first. All the questions and discard for privacy. But… slowly he changes. He becomes healthy and happy again. His mind drifts back to you. The way you would answer questions when you noticed the teachers eyes land on him, the way you would always do the presenting part in group presentations, the way gum and smiley faced erasers would apprear on his desk on a particularly hard day. You cared. You did this for everyone you saw struggling. Not that he took that into account, in his mind, he was the only one. You thought he was special. And he wouldn’t let anyone take his spot in your heart.

When he got out, he decided he was a changed person. Senior year would be his redemption arc and you would finally be together. You already were in his mind; you were just to scared. He saw straight through your act. That’s why you would do all that stuff for him instead of just coming out and saying it. He needed to pull himself together and become a better person first. He wanted you to be proud of him. He wanted you to see him for all he’s worth. He joined all the clubs you were in and surpassed all expectations. He became popular, inserting himself into all your social circles and even became a student council member beside you. Or should I say infront of you? The President. And the validictorinan.

Ugh! Since when did he become so…so great!? You don’t have any clue where this change in him came from and you want him to go back to the way he was. You were the best! You didn’t work this hard for your parents approval for nothing. They would always compare you time him. Miylos the student council president they’d say. He would never get an A-, he would never miss a volleyball game because he was overwhelmed with school work, he would never feel how school was the only true escape from an emotionally disabled household. He would never understand. Oh, but he did.

He’s been in your house plenty of times to know what’s going on. Not that you’ve know of course. That explains all the missing panties. Hmm, maybe that explains where all of your pens have gone too. And your half eaten food, and the Polaroids you’ve take of yourself, and your rose to-… Regardless! You’ve had enough of this! You needed him to know just exactly how you felt. What other way than asking him to meet you under the tree on Fri before school ends?

“I already know,” Hm?

“Good. I couldn’t hold this in any longer. You do know just exactly what I feel,”

“Oh my love but I do,” ….my love? What is he taking about.

“What am I talking about? Oh sweetheart, don’t play coy with me. It’s okay; I’ve always know the real reason behind your aggression towards me. Your just shy is all. I just want to let you know that I love you too. More than you could ever know,” he steps forward and arms outstretched and expecting a hug. He push on his chest and stare up at him in confusion. Love him? You don’t love him, you despise him! He chuckles.

“Like I said, it’s okay to be open about how you feel. That’s why you brought me here isn’t it?” What! This wasn’t some sort of confession. Well…technically… but not one of love! He was here to understand how much you loathed him. He had to not like you either, that’s why he did everything you did right…Right!? He hated you. He had to!

“Hate you? (Y/n), I could never hate you. After all you saved me,” at this point you thiught he was joking with you. Furthering your suspicions of his true feelings. You tried marching pasted him only for him to grab you arm. You tried to shuck him off but his grip was strong. All those clubs really built up his physice. He wasn’t the same scrawny little geek you remembered. He was larger, seeming as if he grew a few more inches. He filled out his uniform more, and his eyes became brighter and more emotional. If your affliction for him didn’t exist you’d think he was cute. The only thing that seemed hadn’t changed about him was his unwavering love and loyalty to you. He huffs out an exasperated sign, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“I get that your shy my love, but that’s there’s no need to be so rude. We’ll work on a more conventional way to express your emotions,”

“Do I have to spell it out for you! I don’t like you, you creep! You’ve been following me around every since the beginning of this year. You’ve taken everything from me. Clubs, student records, student president! Do you know how hard I’ve worked to get here! You act so laid back and relaxed about everything and it drives me nuts! I hate you!” You push past him again, angry tears forming from all the supressed emotional turmoil. He doesn’t grab you right away which makes you think he’s finally got the picture. Didn’t anyone ever tell you no to turn your back on the enemy? You’re suddenly grabbed and thrusted into the base of the tree. He tsks at your behavior before sighing again. Hands have now moved to your shoulders and apply slight pressure keeping you in place. If that didn’t do it, the way he's looking at you would’ve have; fierce and warning, and yet, filled with so much adoration.

“We need to fix this little attitude of yours, don’t we?” It’s rhetorical. You know that but you feel the urge to snap back at him. Before you could get a word out, you can her the distance ringing of the school bell signaling the end of the day. His phone rings on the last ring. He gives you a hard glare telepathically telling you not to move. He stands straighter and picks it up. With what you heard, the student council meeting is starting soon and the others are wondering where you two are. Saved by the bell. He sighs before grabbing his bag that he placed down as long as your hand before sighing.

“Unfortunately, we can’t continue this conversation my love. Lucky for us, it’s Friday. We’ll have the rest of the weekend to work it out of you,” he throws a coy smirk your way and grabs at his belt, readjusting it a bit. God, what will you do?

Hey loves! Hope you enjoyed. I’m thinking about making apart to of this. I wasn’t really confident in it and decided that I should give more explanation to Miylos behavior. This could just be his introduction and I’ll expand on it. Let me know what you think. Thank you for reading!

-Love, Sos❤️

[heartanthem]

𝐒𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐢𝐥 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐱 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐆/𝐍 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

synopsis : hearing that the teachers couldn't handle the delinquents anymore, the president (reluctantly) decided to step up. Who would've thought that you both had such an interesting history before all of this happened?

content warnings : yandere behaviour , some cursing , slight gore but not much (mentions of blood, murder, and a bit desc ab it) , mentions of poisoning , WORK OF FICTION .

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　.　

—> Yandere!Student Council President who holds rules above anything else. He vowed to keep everything stays in order and make sure there would be no harm to this school's reputation.

—> Yandere!Student Council President who is not only an excellent leader but is also capable of excelling his grades on every exam while doing his works as the student body. He is strict and has an unapproachable energy, yet he can be such a gentleman, soft spoken, if you pay attention closely. The students depend and trust him more than they do with the teachers despite the fact that he is new here.

—> Yandere!Student Council President that was tasked to look after a group of delinquents because the teachers couldn't handle it anymore. As the school leader, there is no way he would back down even on something trivial like this.

—> Yandere!Student Council President who takes a look on the school CCTV camera to observe this so-called "delinquent" gang. He sighed and rolled his eyes in annoyance as he watched how your friends ruined the school walls by spraying graffiti, some that brought packs of cigarettes to smoke outside the school's building, and those who skipped periods for hours, a whole day even.

—> Yandere!Student Council President who complained about how stupid they were but his train of thoughts was stopped as he saw something— no, someone, on the CCTV. He told his vice president to replay the video that was taken on the school's gate. His vice president questioned him 'why?' but was interrupted as the president took away the mouse forcefully from his hand.

—> Yandere!Student Council President whose expression changed 180° the moment you showed up on the camera. His pupils widening as he scanned and observed the video closely. A small grin slowly plastered to his face, not realizing that he might had bitten his index finger out of excitement, and it starts to bleed. His heartbeat flared up before he let out a relieved sigh and straightened his back.

"Found you."

—> Yandere!Student Council President who turns out to be your only childhood friend. You were a target and was severely bullied as a child, your parents were on the brink of divorce at that time, and the financial wasn't also doing so well in your family. People would mock you for fun because they had nothing better to do, and no one dared to stood up for you; either they simply didn't care, or were afraid to be the next target of the bullying. Still, the fact that not even a single person asked how you were feeling after what you'd been through was the worst feeling ever.. just a simple chit chat would meant the world to you, but no one did.

—> Your life sparks a little light the moment you knew him. He got lost while looking for his class since he'd just recently transferred here after years of homeschooling. You offered him some help, and it didn't take long until you both became friends. Yes, he was a loner too; the difference is— his family is rich, you've also heard from him that he lived in a harmonious household. Not even the bullies wanted to look down on him, they tried to get close with him, only to got scoffed by him and was hit by a brutalistic honest answer :

"I'm not interested."

It's not surprising though, since his whole attention revolved around you. ♡

—> Yandere!Student Council President, the first one who ever stood up for you when you were bullied. He never failed to lightened up your exhausting days, by showering you with snacks and gifts, you felt very happy but extremely guilty because you couldn't do the same for him.

"I.. couldn't possibly pay all of this back.." you responded with a sad smile, returning the gifts to him. "But i appreciat—" , "Accept them, (Name). I bought them with my heart!" He patted your head, and a gasp left your mouth.

Your sad face was eventually replaced by a happy, teary eyes. "I.. i don't know what to say.. sniff" , he panicked when tears performed in your eyes , "D-Do you hate the gifts?! Y-you can throw them if you want!" Now he was about to tear up too! Such blunder shouldn't be seen to you! :(

You ended up hugging him for 15 minutes to comforted him and reassured him that it was happy tears, he'd actually stopped crying the second you hugged him, but can you really blamed him for fake crying because he wanted more of this closeness? <3

—> Yandere!Student Council President who started to poison those who bullied you, and those who get too close with you (like that one moment when that girl asked you to help her take the eraser that fell near your table. That bitch really did that on purpose to get your attention. Where were she when you were hurt?! The audacity... just go die already.)

—> Yandere!Student Council President that had missed you so so much! Everyone had just returned from summer vacation, you haven't responded to any of his letters though! :(

That's why he only felt excited to go to school, because you'll be there!

His smile faltered when you were nowhere to be seen, your seat was empty too.

...

Eh?

—> Yandere!Student Council President who later found out that you'd moved out from the school almost a month ago because the bullying got worse, to the point you ended up being hospitalized. What summer vacation? You spent weeks resting on the hospital, then moved away from that country, right after your parents got divorced.

—> Yandere!Student Council President who was left with too many questions, he panicked enough at the mention of you moving out, but.. hospitalized?

... when? Was that the reason why you didn't respond to any of his letters? You were actually hospitalized?

So the bullying never actually stops..?

Those bastards had been bullying you behind his back? when he wasn't by your side? So it happened outside from the school..? Why did you hide this from him? Why didn't you tell him everything?????

Ah, no..

It's partially his fault for not looking at you outside from school..

Maybe just a mere poisoning was never enough.

—> Yandere!Student Council President who later returned back home, with another wicked plan on his mind. The boy's beautiful face was utterly injured . His parents were beyond furious after he told them that he's actually been bullied and was forced to shut his mouth all this time. How could such monsters do this to their vulnerable, pure son?

This "vulnerable, pure son" also wailed on his mommy's embrace that he wanted them to be dead as soon as possible in the most gruesome way.

Well, that won't be a problem.

He hailed from a well known family, hiring hitmen to murder and make sure there will be no evidence left is no big deal!

And went his parents weren't looking, he smashed all of the safe that contained his savings just to paid his trusted servants to bring back all of the students' corpses and ordered them to hid all of it on the cottage he had all for himself.

"One day.. one day when i finally find you.." a small sigh left his lips, he caressed the frame containing a photograph of you and him taken together. He softly kissed your face that was captured on the camera, the wooden frame he held was ruined by his bloody hands. "I'll make sure to show you how in love i am.. don't worry, it won't take long (Name).. i'll protect you with everything i capable of.. i swear it on my life—" , "LET ME GO!!!"

one of the vermints who bullied you, the leader to be specific, was purposely chosen to be the last one to die. Poor him, his voice turned hoarse from screaming, must've been hurt to be immobilized like that on the floor with the poison of the person who loved the victim he bullied so, so much. His servants kicked the laying man in the face, he raised his hand to stop his servants. "Ah, wait. No need for that." He smiled calmly, clutching the frame of you and him to his chest again. "Just sew his mouth with something and make sure he won't be able to utter any words, his voice sickened my stomach. Oh! but make sure he doesn't die, i want to have fun ripping and pulling his heart out, that's why they're gathered here on the first place!" The servants nodded without changing their professional expressions and immediately prepared everything for their young lord. The man on the floor widened his eyes and bursted into tears, begging for mercy.

He gazed coldly and stepped on his head few times , "You're lucky you'll be dead soon anyway." The kicking never ceased, his breath rage at the thoughts of (Name) who suffered every day and somehow still managed to live their life with all of those wounds, both physically and mentally. After calming down, he exited the room without saying anything. A loud scream of pain can be heard from the room before everything goes silence all over again. After this, he'll keep all of their hearts and frame them one by one on the walls of his little cottage, adding more to his collection that he desperately wants to show to you one day. ♡

"(Name).. i'm the only one who can protect you. After i wiped all those who bothered your life, we can finally be together.." tears fell down from his eyes, he took a deep breath between his sobs, before speaking again to the air— no, to the picture of you.

"I'm sorry for not trying hard enough... next time.. next time i'll make sure to look after you even more. So, please.. don't ever run away from me, ever again."

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© heartanthem

[ borders from : @/saradika ]

A/N : phew, it's finished! I hope i don't flop HELP, oh btw, i mostly explained the flashbacks first before writing the actual fic (just like my post ab the Fallen Angel before). I hope you like it! Again, sorry for my grammatical error and if the content was cringe lolol, i accept every critique btw! <3 Tysm for reading ♡

[lizzaneia-elizalde]

Male Yandere Husband x Pregnant Female Stepford Wife Reader

(I don’t think you’ve done anything like this yet? So if not, think you can try?)

I want him to be a master manipulator, but really delusional in a loving/devoted sense. Believing that what he’s doing is for our best interest, as well as the baby’s. That includes confining us at home, always being with us 24/7 when we’re outside our home, etc. And generally getting us to be 100% dependent on him, (like we already weren’t heavily dependent on him before…)

Thank you!!! 💝

Yandere! Husband! Politician x Pregnant! Fem! Stepford! Wife! Reader

SORRY IT TOOK ME LONG TO GET THIS REQUEST DONE!

I had a hard time incorporating the yandere stuff with such a willing reader, but I tried LOL.

This one's only got two sections, since the both of you are married already, so it went straight to the yandere-ness.

But here ya go! Requests will be back on once more!

BTW, the master list is up now! It's my pinned post.

Yandere! Politician name: Maximus

Maximus.

Just like his name, he was the greatest Politician out there. Whatever that means.

He's charming, intuitive, generous, kind, and compassionate.

Every election season, if you ask people who will they vote as a mayor or whatever position Maximus ran as, they'll say

"Isn't it obvious? Of course it's Maximus!"

So it didn't faze the people that he won whenever he ran.

As young as he is, he's always been active in the political sphere. From the student council, he's always been in the highest positions out there. Secretary, Vice President, and President.

Hell, if you ask him to do treasury, then he'll gladly accept and do it much better than the current treasurer or auditor. No specks, no crumbs, a clean liquidation sheet.

And when he graduated as the University president, local parties flocked towards him to invite him in their political party.

So many choices for the great Maximus.

After many days of researching and finding out the dirt, secrets, strengths, and weaknesses of each political party, he chose a party suited for the straight laced man.

That, and that you were there.

You were the unlisted assistant of your father, who was running as vice mayor, and is finding a mayor to be with.

This was perfect.

Maximus has always liked you.

Scratch that.

He always loved you.

You were the daughter of a well known governor inside your city. Pristine, shy, quiet, and always had a smile in your face, everyone back in school liked you. You were the epitome of etiquette and manners. If parents want somebody to compare to their child to belittle them, it would be you, little miss perfect.

Both of you live in a small city, almost a town size. So everyone knew each other, and you both lived in the same district.

it's just that he didn't fly under your radar from how busy he is.

Unlike your father, you never joined politics. You just sat there, studied, did some small knitting projects or sewing. Maybe even drawing if you felt like it.

At first, Maximus didn't really pay you any attention, until he heard your conversation with your friends.

"What? Seriously?"

"I am serious." Your melodious laugh echoed through the empty halls. It was already 5pm, and only a handful of students are left.

"But... That's so traditional lol."

"I know, but really. I just want to stay at home, serve my husband, take care of our kids... You know, the gist."

"But, you said you'll do Social work, Home eco, or culinary in Uni. So what's up with that?"

You just smiled at your friends until they said "oh..." in understanding.

Those courses can help develop your home rearing skills.

"I mean, sure. If you're happy with that." One of your friends finally broke the silence, followed by "meh's..." "eh..." and grunts of approval.

"Thank you for accepting for who I am." You smiled once more at them and they gave you an understanding grin.

Then and there, Maximus became curious about you.

Maximus also had a traditional way of thinking. Not all women, but his wife should just be staying pretty in his home, while taking care of their children...

He knew that only a small percentage of people would be open to that notion, and he was fine with it.

It did made him feel lonely sometimes. He's always dreamt of a domestic life, but the woman is always a faceless grey glob. He just can't see somebody in his life who would be willing to be like that.

So when he heard your conversation, that night in his dreams, he woke up sweating and confused when the faceless glob greeted him. But rather than the glob, it was you. Smiling with two children who looked like the exact perfect mix of the both of you.

"What the fuck..." He breathed out of his mouth, shaking his head.

Now, every night, his dreams were infiltrated with you.

And that started in highschool, all throughout University, up until you both graduated.

Your paths never crossed once more, since he's in AP classes most of the time, both of you were on different blocks in senior highschool despite having the same strand, and he chose Political Science in University while you did BS in Home Economics. But he always peeled his eyes for you. Dismissal, lunch, even breaks.

His friends teased him for having such a long time crush, and he just laughed and waved his hand.

And when the both of you graduated, he's about to confess his feelings when he saw you talking with a man, with eyes so wide and filled with adoration.

He felt his heart break.

He was numb, standing there and looking at you interact with the man who was smiling down at you with a ruffle on your hair.

He felt irrationally jealous.

Wait, him? Jealous?

He never felt jealous.

Did he?

He doesn't know anymore.

All he could see is you holding a bouquet of lilies and smelling it while the man hugged you.

He wants to rip the man limb from limb, desecrate his body, and feed it to the alligators.

Why is he wrapping his arms around you like that? He never heard you getting a boyfriend?

And he has a lot of connections to know.

Then he scoffed, like a breath of fresh air rushing into his lungs.

He needed a break.

When did he act like this? When did he become so...

He doesn't even know what it's called.

He's always been a good man. One that doesn't know anger, jealousy, possessiveness...

But what's this? Feelings that stirred inside him threatened to spill out.

So he ran away before it would get worse.

Years later, seeing your name in that certain partylist, he knew he had to join it. Just for a one sided closure he needed.

"Hello! You're Y/N right? You went to the same... School as me!" Maximus said, leaning his upper body to meet your face. His face soft, gentle, and mellow.

"O-oh! Hello sir Maximus! I knew we did, but I didn't know you knew me..." You shyly answered, your thumb brushing against the back of your other hand.

Maximus gulped.

He didn't realize how much he is missing you.

His eyes scanned towards your desk and his eyes widened a bit when he saw the man once more with you in a photo, but this time, with your father and mother.

So, with his trembling lips from the sudden hope bubbling inside him, he pointed.

"Is that your family?" He whispered and you nodded with a soft smile of adoration.

"Yes. I love them a lot." You said, caressing the photo. "That's my dad, mom, and my big brother."

"Oh! That's amazing. It's rare to see a tight knit family nowadays. I mean, families falling left and right, can't people just communicate and--" Maximus rambled, not even caring if the things he's saying is insensitive. He was just so happy that he actually has a chance to woo you.

"Is that so? I mean, my family had fallouts, and sometimes communication is not enough. Actions speak louder than words, of course." You said, carrying the conversation further.

Maximus grinned before taking a seat beside you and talking about deep, familial stuff. With him sprinkling hints of him being a traditional man.

You didn't miss the hints, evident from the blush forming on your cheeks and the shyness emanating from your words faltering.

And he found it adorable.

Once you both ran out of things to debate, he held your hand gently.

"Hey, y/n, what do you think about going on a date with me?"

The rest is history.

"Darling, I'm home!" Maximus yelled once he got inside the mansion. "Today was a bit of a mess..."

Maximus heard an excited gasp and shuffling before he saw you waddling towards him, with a 7 month pregnant belly.

"Welcome home, darling." You greeted him with the smile he loves.

You took off his coat and hung it on the rack, before guiding him towards the kitchen.

"I helped cook today! The dinner for this night is lamb ch... Maximus?"

Maximus has a frown on his face, looking at you with such a disapproving look.

"Darling, why are you working in the kitchen?" He gently asked, caressing your belly. "You're pregnant, you need to rest always!"

You shrunk down a bit, sad.

"But I want to serve you again..."

Maximus' eyes softened at your words before giving you a loving kiss on your forehead.

"I know, darling. But that's what the chefs are for right? The servants too. I hired them to take care of you. Of us." He said, guiding you to the couch and gently sitting you down. "I don't want you getting tired. You're already being burdened by being pregnant and nurturing our child."

You nodded, easily swayed by his words.

"I know... Give me a kiss?" You asked, tilting your head up. He chuckled and gave you a soft peck.

"There. Now stay there, alright? We'll be eating here in the living room. You're already walking too much." Maximus said before hugging you and going to the kitchen.

Once he got to the kitchen, he grabbed a knife and threw it at the chef that was already cowering in the corner.

"Why did you let Y/N work?" He growled out, his eyes sharp, deadly, and authoritative.

Ever since you got married to Maximus, his protectiveness shot through the roof. He doesn't like it when he doesn't know where you are, he doesn't know when he doesn't know what you are doing, he doesn't like it if you talked to people he doesn't know personally.

He installed cameras, mics, and planted people around you that he knew he can scare into submission.

Especially now you're pregnant, he's making sure you always stayed beside him.

When did he become so twisted, from the nice, generous, and kind politician, to something like... Him?

"S-sir, the madam insisted on cooking for you!" The chef trembled out.

You were a rare type of woman who was so open to just being at home, and be the wife he needed to see every time he goes home.

He can't let you go.

Ever.

Maximus sneered and bit his nail, eyes sharp with thoughts.

"I need to drill in more thoughts into her pretty head..." Maximus grumbled.

You were already so willing just being inside the mansion, and so open to his manipulation that you weren't aware of.

He told you that you don't need to go out, that the world was a scary place for a wife like you. And that whenever you go out, you needed to be by his side.

He's already working so hard serving the city, and serving you is a bonus, and a privilege.

He's so occupied with taking care of the place both of you growing up, yet had the time, love, affection, and care to single you out and shower you with his attention. Why would you need to do anything other than serving him as his wife? That's blasphemy, and selfish.

He drilled that in your mind.

And you were so accepting of the fact too.

"If she insisted on helping in the kitchen once more, tell her 'what would sir think?', okay?" He spat out at the poor chef before suddenly smiling. "Don't tell anybody this, or else your family gets it."

He walked away with a triumphant smile and grabbed the food from the counter.

He walked towards you, and saw you scratching your cheek softly confused and scared, almost.

"What's wrong, darling?" Maximus asked, worry etched on his face as he sat down beside you.

"Oh, uh, I just..." You gave him your phone, which was ringing with the number of the exclusive nursery room designer he hired. "C-can you talk to him? I don't know what to do..."

Maximus shivered, seeing you so dependent on him.

Clueless on what to do, on what to say.

He smiled before taking the call for you, with his hand holding yours.

You didn't even start eating yet, waiting for his words to start.

His cute little wife can't even eat by herself.

How... perfect.

This was his perfect life.

With the perfect wife.

And he'll be damned if he didn't protect this.

If he didn't protect you.

So just be swayed with his words and put yourself in his palm.

He will make sure you are well taken care of, and that your pretty little brain will not hurt from thinking too much.

That's a promise.

[oggirlboss]

༺ ♰ ༻ eat! ༺ ♰ ༻

pairing[s]: rich! yandere!levi ackerman x anorexic!afab!reader

warning[s]: disordered eating, insecurities, and implied [light] stalking.

summary: reader struggles with eating healthily and levi isn't blind to it.

artwork belongs to gemmsenn on twitter [i refuse to call it x]

word count: idk, work with me here

the last bell of the day resonated in the hazy minds of everyone in the classroom. the teacher sighed, quickly jotting down the page numbers for the upcoming homework assignment while everyone scrambled to put their school supplies away into their backpack. you piled all your books into your bag and slung it over your shoulder as you morphed into the crowd that was forming at the door, pushing and shoving past each other into the hallway. you tried your best to weave through the sea of people, carefully maneuvering yourself to avoid all contact with unwanted persons. upon emerging into the sunlit courtyard, you began your trek back home. it's roughly two miles to get from school to your house, but the walk home wasn't very familiar yet. you started walking to and from school at the beginning of this week so you could get some extra exercise in each morning and afternoon. you were glad for the opportunity it provided you and your mother because she didn't have to worry about driving you, and you didn't have to worry about her pestering you into eating breakfast before you left for school. it allowed her to get a good night's sleep everyday, which she really needed after she started working a combined afternoon and evening shift at the local diner in order to put away some money for your college fund.

she's such a good mom. you smiled at the thought. she deserves a better daughter. 

these self-deprecating thoughts washed over you in waves, and if you didn't snap yourself out of it, you would be caught in a lethal undertow. just as you closed your eyes to submit to the numbing feeling, you heard a car engine purr to life, and were startled to see it heading your direction, going faster and faster by the second. it screeched to a halt beside where you stood on the sidewalk, suspense held a tight grip on your bones as the driver's window slowly rolled down, the inky blackness inside the car becoming exposed to the sunlight that illuminated the world outside of it.

"oi, [l/n]!" a deep voice sounded from inside the car, it made you uneasy that this random person knew your name, but something about it was strikingly familiar. you tried to remember who this person could be, but before you could could actually think, the driver leaned his head out the window to smile up at you.

"levi?" you hunch over and grip the straps of your backpack tightly. levi was the vice president of the student council and the co-founder of a food bank on the outskirts of town. levi ackerman was also notoriously known around school for the large sum of money he inherited from his deceased uncle kenny. levi and his mother used to be nobodies that lived in the less savory parts of town, but now they owned the biggest mansion on sina avenue, where all of the other rich people lived. it was also thirteen miles in the opposite direction. "what are you doing here? don't you live on the other side of town?" you didn't mean to sound rude, but his behavior was a little weird.

"oh." levi let a faint blush dust his cheeks. he didn't think you knew that about him, but he was pleased that he had gained a big enough reputation at school for you to notice him. after all, he had worked very hard for it. "in all honesty, i was following you. you looked lonely and i wanted to offer you a ride home."

"that's nice of you." you smiled, thinking of a way to decline without being rude.

"is it?" his head tilted to the side as a weary smile graced his features.

 "i mean... yeah." maybe it was your imagination, but something about him was a little off-putting. you'd thought it was weird how during lunch today you turned around to look at levi and saw that he'd already been staring at you. it was odd to see that the day after you lost your chapstick, he started using the same brand. it was unsettling to see that he was always reading a book that you had read before and placed on the bookshelf in your room. it was all just too weird for your liking, but you were raised to trust your intuition. "i'm fine, thank you for the offer though. have a nice afternoon." you quickly spoke out before walking briskly in the other direction.

"wait!" he shouted. slowly following you with his car. "please let me drive you home. i don't want you walking alone on the side of the road."

"it's really no problem. it's how i've always gotten home." a harmless lie, but it couldn't be helped. you needed to get this guy off your tail. he let out an exasperated sigh.

"please, [y/n]. get in the car." you didn't want to be mean to him, since he's never been anything but nice to you. you really were getting too soft. wordlessly, you walked around and sat in the passengers seat of his car. he smiled and breathed a sigh of relief. "thank you."

his car had an all black interior, and his bag was in the back seat. you pulled the straps off your back and leaned over the console to place yours beside his. he couldn't stop himself from admiring the swell of your breasts as your back arched to reach where you wanted to place your backpack. he waited patiently for you to buckle your seatbelt before driving off. you thought it would be best to pursue a conversation rather than sit in an awkward silence. you pondered over a question to ask him as he drummed his fingers against the steering wheel.

"what kind of music do you listen to?" you inwardly applauded yourself for the excellent on the spot question.

"i try not to listen to music very often. it's distracting."

"oh." maybe your attempt to make conversation wasn't as excellent as you thought. you didn't excel in small talk, and your small circle of friends definitely proved that. it's not like they weren't good people, but sometimes they spread rumors about you and even say disgusting things to your face. sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. your earliest memory was your mother bandaging up your scraped knee after mikasa ackerman pushed you to the ground and called you nasty names. that lesson was ingrained in your mind, but it's message never rang true. words do hurt. they sit in a boiling pot in your brain until it spills over the edge, scalding everyone it touches. it was becoming more and more difficult to keep focus lately, your mind was barely holding on by a thread. there was white noise filling up the car, distracting you from everything that existed outside of your thoughts. you didn't even notice he was talking until he poked your shoulder. shaking yourself out of your stupor, you looked over at levi with a dazed look on your face.

"i'm sorry, did you say something?"

"i asked if you wanted to grab some food along the way." he tilted his head, wondering where your focus had gone for those few seconds. it may have been a bit weird, but it didn't raise any alarm in him. meanwhile you were panicking at the thought of food. 

"no no no. i'm good." you hurriedly stated. "thanks for the offer though."

       "really?" levi asked, looking down at the way you held your shrunken stomach. "because it's no problem."

"no, i promise i'm not hungry at all." he must've seen through your façade, his eyebrows furrowed as he scrutinized how odd you were acting.

"not even if it's fast food? i promise it won't take any time at all."

"no. no, i just want to go home."

"please?" this immediate refusal of food was beginning to trouble him. what if there was something really wrong with you? "i insist."

you slowly began to understand that you weren't winning this battle. concessions needed to be made. "okay, i guess." levi visibly relaxed.

"alright, where do you want to eat?"

"anywhere should be fine."

"okay..." he paused as he thought of a restaurant you might like. "what about jack in the box?" you hissed at the thought of their high calorie menu.

"i dunno. what about panera bread?" you felt a bit guilty about the suggestion since it was so far away from where you were, but seeing levi's eyes light up at your choice made it all melt away.

perfect. he thought. the only panera bread is two towns away, it'll give me more time to spend with her. "that sounds wonderful. much better than anything i would have come up with." you smiled a bit at his kind words.

"thank you."

the drive there was less awkward from then on out. levi seemed very interested in hearing you talk about books you like, and sometimes he would chime in if he didn't understand what you were saying. you however were very excited to have someone who was willing to listen to your raving antics. at least levi payed attention to you, and didn't brush you to the side like your few friends did. once you reached the drive through, you told levi your order and he relayed it to the person on duty. he handed you your food and tore at the wrappings of his sandwich as he drove away. you set your soup in your lap, wrapping your hands around the warm sides of the plastic container. he frowned at this.

"you aren't going to eat it?" he asked as he took another bite.

"not yet." 

"but your soup will get cold?" you could have laughed at the innocent look in his eyes as he expressed his concern over your soup.

"oh, no. it'll be fine. i can just heat it up in the microwave when i get home." and before you knew it, you were already parked outside of your house. "this was fun. we should do it again." you smiled as levi nodded. he was already looking forward to it. you opened the door as you tried to exit the car, but you were probed by your curiosity to ask him the question that had been gnawing at you. "by the way, levi-" you turned around in your seat and met his cold eyes. dark brown hair fell over them, half obscuring his vision of you. he obviously needed to give himself a haircut. "how did you know where i live?"

"well, uh," he stalled trying to think of a good excuse. "i'm the vice president of the student council. it's only natural that i have access to the files of every student beneath my command and know their places of residence." you carefully saw through his defense.

"that doesn't sound like it would be nessacary to do your job though."

"what are you going to do? tell on me?" his words spoke of a challenge, but his eyes flaunted a certainty that reminded you that you stood powerless against the vice-president.

you bit your lip, hesitating to find the right answer. "i guess you're right." you grabbed your soup and your backpack and left him alone in his car. once you were back in the confines of your room, you thought back to your conversations with levi as you sipped at your cold soup.

levi's so pretty, but he'll never like you in that way unless you're skinny. there were some days where you saw the thicker girls on instagram and thought about how cute they were and how nice it would be to get back to a more stable weight, but other days made you feel disgusting for even considering that option. you used to be so passionate about losing weight and seeing the fat roll of your body. the lack of motivation to lose weight lately has turned you lazy, and it's gotten so bad that you've started to almost enjoy food again. there was a part of yourself that still harbored those thoughts, the ones that said it was better to be a combination of skinny and sad than fat and happy. but that didn't mean that you cared enough to change it.

most nights were spent crying into your pillow while scrolling through the saved thinspo on your phone and re-reading the underlined sections in your purchased copy of wintergirls by laurie halse-anderson. your mind always wandered off when you did these things. that was by far your biggest obstacle when it came to losing weight. the rational side of your brain tried to convince you that you were just like everyone else, and you deserved to eat just as much as they did. these thoughts were always drowned out by the self-deprecating ones. but that little seed that told you how worthy you were of food was always lingering, and sometimes you listened to it. of course you were overwhelmed with guilt when you binged, but that couldn't be helped. you needed to renew your vigor to stop eating so you can get to your goal weight. the hope that you could get smaller and prettier was the only thing that gave your life any meaning. it was by no means a life worth living, but it was yours. there were girls your age enjoying what life had to offer at parties and preparing for the rest of their lives in dim-lit libraries, but you didn't have the energy to spare much of either. instead you let the walls of your room cage you, and nested into the comforts of your bed as soon as you got home every night.

you couldn't afford to be doing those things now, not while you were fat. the bottle of laxatives rattled around in your backpack, but the sound was easy to ignore while your raging headache was at the forefront of your mind. it wasn't as if hadn't drank enough water to drown a fish today, and the three tylenol pills you swallowed in second period weren't helping to ease your pain at all.

all of this suffering will be worth it though when you get your new body. you'll be able to take pictures of yourself in the mirror and not feel embarrassed, and have boney hands that will look like they were picked off of a skeleton. you could sit daintily in levi's lap and feel him rub bruises into your staunch hipbones. but most of all you'll be pretty. you can finally look how you feel on the inside. but until then, you'll just have to suffer.

you were shivering down to your bones as you walked to school the next morning. you knew that you were more at risk for contracting an illness because of your abnormal eating habits, but as always, here you were placing your academics above your health. it was a struggle to open the wrought iron doors of school, the few people in the hallway oblivious to how you pulled and tugged at the handle to no avail. a scuffle of shoes behind you and a half-hearted sigh alerted you of the presence of a person beside you. "tch. can't even open a shitty door. you froze, recognizing the voice instantly. why did it have to be levi, of all people, to see you so weak? 

"ah, sorry about that." you said as you moved to the side, allowing him to open the door for the both of you. he ushered you inside, quickly taking notice of how thin your sweater was. you clearly couldn't take care of yourself. not if you couldn't even look over the damn weather report that said the temperature would drop below freezing today. he walked slowly, not wanting you to get too far behind him. before he knew what he was doing, he turned to his side to say some snide remark to you about your clear lack of athletic prowess, only to go pale as he sees you aren't even there. he turned around to see that you were still breathing heavily and leaning against the wall. he hurried back over to where you stood, providing an arm for you to cling to as he supported your weight. you must've been quite the sight for him to be staring at you so worried. "you're pale as death. you look like you've seen a ghost." you joked, hoping that he would laugh and ease your nerves, but he didn't. he continued staring at you unblinkingly, like you had sprouted a second head.

"there is something wrong with you." he spoke softly so only you could hear.

"wow." you put the remaining energy you had into laughing and throwing a light punch into his shoulder. "you sure know how to offend a girl. i didn't even know you could be so rude."

"that's not what i meant and you know it." there was a flaming intensity in his face, he was only a few steps away from looking furious, and with every joke you tried to crack he stepped closer to that line. "do you need me to take you to the infirmary?"

"no, i'll be alright. plus you must have heard the horror stories that are told about nurse jaeger. can you walk me to my next class though?" you smiled up at him weakly. the worried expression on his face dropped, he looked like he was back to his old self. back to not caring enough to show a single emotion. he let you hold onto his shoulder as he walked you closer and closer to the nurses office. "very funny. this doesn't look like a classroom." you said as he helped you settle into one of the beds.

"i'll wait with you until the nurse comes back." he said. a sudden shout from the hallway roused you out of your thoughts. you turned to see nurse jaeger chewing out a kid for running through the halls as she chased after him, also running in the hall. it was quite the sight. by the time she'd tired herself out, she had come back to her office trying to catch her breath.

"ah, levi." she swallowed some air heavily. "it's good to see you again. what are you here for?"

"[y/n] wasn't feeling very well, so i decided to bring her to you."

"is this true, [y/n]?" she said turning over to you, bringing her hand up to feel for your temperature. you nodded, not meeting her gaze.

"well i'll see what i can do." carla quickly set out to gather all her medical instruments and place them on the bed as she started to tend to you. the bright light she shined in your eyes was starting to give you a headache and the tongue depressor she shoved down your throat tasted like it had been used. she pushed the thermometer too far underneath your tongue and squeezed your arm too tight as she took your blood pressure. "well, the good news is that you don't have strep, but the bad news is you're running a low grade fever, and your blood pressure is astoundingly low." she sighed. "i'll call your mom to come pick you up." your eyes widened as you realized the severity of this situation. if your mom found out you were sick she'd spoon feed you her awful chicken soup and you didn't have the time or patience to deal with that. the calories that alone contained were enough to give you a headache.

"wait! you don't have to do that. i can walk myself home. promise." carla was surprised at your outburst, especially since excuses were the first thing out of your mouth. carla hated excuses.

"well tough titties, sister. she's getting a call." carla was just about to place her hand on the phone before levi spoke up.

"you know nurse jaeger,  i could walk [y/n] home and pump her full of advil and be back before school even starts." he pressed his index finger to the hollow of his chin while he thought about it. "and nobody would be the wiser." carla's brows furrowed as she sighed.

"i suppose that would be alright so long as you come straight back to school. no funny business." she waved her finger back and forth as she shook her head. 

"thank you, ma'am." levi said as he helped you out of bed and out into the hallway. you were long out of earshot when you decided to speak again.

"thanks." 

"for what? for helping you, or for getting carla to not call your mom?" he felt awkward trying to half carry you while others watched. "what was that about?"

"i guess i just don't want to bother her." you frowned at how pathetic you sounded. "she already does so much for me. i don't want to be a burden." levi opened the door for you and started ushering you towards the passengers side of his car.

"but she's your mother. you're allowed to be dependent on her, especially if you're sick."

"i know. i know. it's just, it's that, i don't want her to find out what i've been doing." levi tilted his head as he opened the car door  for you and buckled your seatbelt. he thought about all of his observations, everything he'd written down about what he's seen from you, and it wasn't like he had seen you doing anything wrong. you were his perfect angel.

"what do you mean by that?" you were halfway passed out, leaning against the window as he rushed to get you back home. you felt a migraine start to form as you tried your best to loosen your aching body. 

"i don't want my mom to find out i've stopped eating because i don't want her to worry." before you could comprehend what exactly you had said, you felt the momentum of the car halt to a complete stop. you were just at the exit of the school's property as levi put the car in park and turned to face you. shit. you were never going to make it home at this rate. you didn't mean for it to slip out so casually. your brain was just so foggy lately, and with this fever adding on to it, your thoughts were even more scattered. levi tried his best to remain calm as he thought of all the questions he had.

"why did you stop eating?" his brows furrowed. "is it to lose weight? i promise that you don't need to do that." you rubbed the tip of your shoes together and kept your gaze to the ground so you didn't have to look him in the eyes. you knew that if you looked into his eyes it would all feel too real, and that's when the tears would start. god, i'm such a crybaby. you thought as you pondered what your response would be to levi's question.

"it's less about losing the weight and more about experiencing what i'll have once i lose it."

"well what's that?"

"you know, people treat you nicer when you're skinny, and they call you pretty and stuff." your teeth pressed into your lip and were seconds away from drawing blood. "but that sounds stupid, doesn't it?" levi ignored your question entirely.

"is that it?" he sighed. "you want to be called pretty? i'll call you pretty right now and you won't have to lose the weight." your face scrunched together as you tried to think of another excuse.

"it's not just that, it will be easier to move without all the extra fat hanging off me, and i'll be able to fit in cute clothes, and i'll be able to sit in someone's lap without worrying about crushing them, and i'll have a flat tummy." you drummed your pointer finger on the tip of your chin as you tried to think of anything that would justify you starving yourself. "my ribcage will start sticking out more and i won't be insecure about having a double chin, because it'll get starved off my body. oh! and thin legs too. i really want to have skinny legs."

levi couldn't find it in himself to reply, he just stared at you with his mouth agape. how could you be so blind? how could you not see yourself the way that he sees you? "you don't need all of that." levi felt his voice crack more than he heard it.

"that doesn't mean i can't want it." your lips trembled as you felt the tears start to form. you knew this wasn't fucking normal, but you pretended to believe that there was no other option for you. "i want to be prettier, levi. i don't want to get better." you shifted around in your seat to face him and shoved your face into the crook of his neck. your arms wrapped around him and your heart plummeted when he didn't move to embrace you back. you just sobbed into his shoulder, getting the fabric of his nice shirt wet with your tears and snot. this was awful, but when he brought his arms up to hold you closer to him, you knew that this was the worst part. it wasn't the headaches or the purging or the memory loss. it was the feeling of being weak in front of the person you admired most that made the pain of every other part of life pale in comparison. you realized as you clung onto each other like a lifeline, that things couldn't get worse. you were comforted as you thought about how much better things could get if you kept levi by your side.

[cdam10]

Appleradio / Radiostatic AU

guys guys hear me out... a college au, but make it yandere, every chapter will be out on AO3 (sadly in spanish) cuz making comics it's kind of difficult to me rn but i can translate it to english and post it here!

I already made the student council and i think it's pretty good to my opinion uu <3

So, what do you think?

Student Council

This year will be calmer for the council, there will not be many activities and now they are taking self-defense classes at the direction of the headmaster, it will not happen again.

*Carmilla Carmine (20 years old):

She is the president of the student council three years in a row; gentle, formal and loyal to the director. Answer sheets and teacher's stuff are available for her at any time.

*Vagatha (aka, Vaggie; 20 years old):

Vice president; she is nice and doesn't get angry very easily (she is the reason the council is still standing, comically). In a current relationship with Charlie.

*Lilith (20 years old):

Tresurer; with a serious face that could break into an angry one if makes a sound (worst if you are Lucifer). Strict with every member and student and she thinks Alastor is into something.

*Husk (22 years old):

He doesn't know when or how he got into the student council but he chills with it. Everything changed for him, probably wanting revenge.

*Lucifer (19 years old):

Reporter; the good thing about it is that he can go anywhere in the college, the bad thing is that he has to ask for permission. Lilith's ex and Charlie's brother.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Trunk or Treat with The Yandere Student Council Pt. I

Based Off the OCs in this Post

“Alright everyone let’s start talking about ideas!” 

“Uhm do you mean ideas for what to do with Halloween coming?”

“Oh no darling, we always do a Trunk or Treat kind of thing.”

“We are talking about our costumes.”

As bizarre as it sounds the college’s students look forward to the costumes of the student council

Allowed to enjoy whatever festivity that comes with their choice

For reference they share that last year they had a ‘kiss–in–the–coffin’ booth for their shared vampire costumes

“J-j-just so you know the kisses were on the cheek only!”

“I didn’t ask but okay.”

It set the precedent for this year to be just amazing if not better

“Since we have you now (Y/n) we should have something special that welcomes you in!”

“I-i-i-i think that’s a great idea.”

“I’m all for it too!”

Despite your protests, in fear of being singled out by their fans your haters they forge on

“They won’t be bothering you. Not on my watch.”

“You say that but–”

“Seriously (Y/n) believe us! We’ll make sure there won’t be any problems.”

“And if there are we will kill them.”

“What?!”

“Joking. Joking.”

They’re not

Anyway it was decided on that the council will be Ghostly Royalty

Which makes costumes really easy or so you thought 

According to Min, quite a large part of the budget went into your costumes

“Pick your jaw up (Y/n)! This is the best part! You don’t think we get this big of a budget without showing off, do you?”

“Still…it feels a bit overkill…especially when I don’t have a fan base at all.”

“Ohhh that’s what you think–ow!” 

“Roman, always such an optimistic chatterbox. Always saying things that are not true.”

Lucoa takes the role of the king naturally

Spencer is forcefully given the role of the queen

Min takes the role of the dungeon master, despite his meek character

Roman takes the role of an advisor

Gil as a duke

June as a duchess

“Wait so what am I?”

“Our dragon.”

“What?!”

“We wanted to put a spin on the old system!”

“But that isn’t really accurate…nor does it really fit the ghost royalty theme.”

“.....”

“....”

“So? We’re doing fantasy ghosts then.”

In your opinion, it's just an excuse to make your costume as ridiculous as they please

“This is an early draft of your costume.”

“What!? Wait where are the actual clothes? I’m just seeing gold necklaces and bangles.”

“...That was the idea.”

“I’m not wearing that if there aren’t actual clothes underneath there.”

“...But it will ruin the integrity of the design and disrupt the choreography and–”

“Then hide it under the gold! I’m not going to be half-naked for the entire school.”

“...I will consult the President.”

You owed him a favor after that

Saying you agreed to this as an honorary member

But when you’re not having to fight Gill on your costume designs

You are helping the others

“June…this is just a dress.”

“Right, it’s a perfect occasion to wear it. And don’t my hips feel and look great.”

Adjusting the golden belt meant to hang off his waist you try to ignore how his poses requires that he touch you in some way shape or form

“Well yeah but don’t you feel like your fans would want you in something else?”

“Oh baby! You don’t have to worry, they love this sort of thing.”

And helping with their research

“Roman I know you never seem to run out of ideas to hang out but why a medieval diner?”

“It's for research! By the way, how do you like the food? I made sure the critiques were as positive as they could get.”

“Roman.”

“Yes?”

“Why did that waitress, compliment our relationship?”

“OMG they brought another plate of bread and for free? So cool.”

“Roman!”

Or helping organize their booths

“So Spencer what are you going for?”

“A kind of dunk tank except it drops on me.”

“Oh okay….this says that you’re not actually using water but…oil?”

“Yeah Lucoa suggested I show off my scars and muscles.”

“Wait you have those?”

“Hahaha very funny but seriously give me your opinion.”

“Oh wow….yeah, I think they’ll like it…no they’ll love it.”

“Oh really? Well, thanks!”

As if he didn’t already know

But eventually as the date comes closer it comes time to focus on your booth

But it seems that as an honorary member you don’t get to have much control over your own booth

Or any decision involving your event

“Hey Min what are you building over there?”

“Oh this is the art for your exhibit. Lucoa put me in charge of matching the gold from your costume to the setting around there.”

“Aw thanks can I help?”

“N-n-no!”

“Oh.”

“S-s-s-sorry the President gave us explicit instructions not to include you in the making of it. I’m r-r-r-r-really so sorry!”

“It’s fine Min, don’t worry about it.”

It’s just so apparent how little you would be included in your own activity no one really bothered to hide that fact from you

“Hey Gill this meeting on your calendar, I don’t remember getting your usual reminder for it.”

“That is because you are not invited to it.”

“Don’t be sad (Y/n)~Afterwards we can just come visit you after.”

“No no that’s okay I’ll just take the day off then. Catch up on homework.”

“Aw~ Don’t be like that we’ll come over to your house after.”

“No I’m not sad. I’m going to be happily doing my homework alone!”

“Putting that on our private calendar: Going to (Y/n)’s house an hour after the meeting.”

At the end of the day you’re just as surprised when the event begins and they shove you in the room under the stage with nothing but a warning not to move from the chair you’re in:

Part 2

[suiana]

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yandere hacker headcanons part 2

yandere artist headcanons part 2

yandere nerd headcanons part 2 part 3 part 4

yandere idol headcanons

yandere senior headcanons

yandere spirit headcanons

yandere student council president headcanons part 2

yandere junior headcanons

yandere demon headcanons

yandere goth headcanons part 2 part 3

yandere roommate headcanons

yandere soulmate headcanons

yandere assassin headcanons part 2

yandere bully headcanons

yandere senior and junior crossover headcanons

yandere stalker headcanons part 2

yandere naga headcanons

yandere prodigy headcanons

yandere fan headcanons

yandere killer headcanons

yandere delinquent headcanons part 2

yandere prince headcanons

yandere villain headcanons part 2

yandere poet headcanons part 2

yandere chef headcanons

yandere mutual headcanons

yandere househusband headcanons

yandere government official headcanons

yandere ex headcanons

yandere coworker headcanons

yandere researcher headcanons

yandere pro dancer headcanons

yandere stalker oneshot

yandere popular girl headcanons

yandere playboy headcanons

yandere demon and doctor oneshot

yandere cult leader headcanons

yandere villain with civilian s/o headcanons

yandere pervert headcanons

yandere doctor headcanons

yandere psycho headcanons

yandere ballerina headcanons

yandere musician headcanons

yandere reader headcanons

yandere male lead headcanons

yandere villain nsfw oneshot

yandere male lead oneshot

yandere cowboy headcanons

yandere submissive puppyboy headcanons

yandere student council vice president headcanons

yandere villain angst oneshot

yandere government official nsfw oneshot

yandere urban legend headcanons

yandere angel headcanons

yandere archangel headcanons

yandere emperor masterlist

yandere time traveller headcanons

yandere servant headcanons

yandere alien headcanons

yandere shadow monster headcanons

yandere other boyfriend headcanons

yandere butler headcanons

yandere writer headcanons

yandere CEO headcanons part 2

yandere jock headcanons

yandere boyfriend headcanons

yandere gepard headcanons (hsr)

yandere cupid headcanons

yandere classmate headcanons

yandere sampo headcanons (hsr)

yandere school headcanons

yandere priest masterlist

yandere pretty boy headcanons

yandere gamer headcanons

yandere criminal headcanons

yandere dilf headcanons

yandere loser headcanons

yandere painter headcanons

yandere reincarnator headcanons

yandere knight masterlist

masterlist part 2

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[azurlily]

The yandere fic kinda made me like Kirari a bit may I ask for dating headcannons

Sure!!! I love her character!!! This does NOT have NSFW so if you want to request that you can!! Also a reminder to everyone this is the last month you can request a specific type of reader for free. After this month it becomes commission work. Ask any questions in either DM or on my asks/requests.

Kirari Momobami Dating Headcannons

When Kirari falls in love, she falls hard. I mean like hard, it takes so much for her to truly love someone. You should expect the unexpected eith her, she can make anything happen. I mean, money is power, right?

More than likely you two met during a gamble. Wether she saw you winning and took an interest, or she thought you looked cute from how badly you were losing. It doesn't matter how you two met, when she finally realises she likes you. It's all over.

She invites you for tea. You two have mini tea dates in between classes and during lunch. She definitely asks some of her maids how to make specific foods for you, so during you tea dates you can try some food she made.She is a horrible cook though, don't eat it if you want to live.

Kirari doesn't make it known she's interested in you. She instead has Ririka follow you around and gather information. She has a journal of everything you do at school. Your classes, your friends, your gambling partners. All of it. Kirari falling in love is borderline yandere, but she isn't as extreme.

She buys you gifts as a way of courting you before and after you two start dating. She believes that buying you things shows she can take care of you, shows that you have no reason to leave her when everything you want is right in front of you. It's true though, everything you could ever want is in the palm of your hand, once you two start officially dating that is.

Kirari isn't worried about you taking advantage of her. She looked into you, did a background check on you and your family. She knows that you're clean, or clean enough.

She doesn't let Ririka meet you. She has no issues with you talking as vice president and student, but as Ririka and her partner. Kirari isn't letting her near you without the mask on.

Kirari is affectionate, just not in the way you expect. One of the ways she shows her love is gift giving, yes, we know that, but she also shows her love by kissing your forehead She likes touching you, but no matter the status of your relationship that's how she shows you she loves you.

Shopping dates! She buys you only the best. Try and max out her credit card, you cant. She finds it cute if you're the type to not like expensive gifts, or maybe you're worried about the price? Doesn't matter. She's buying it. End of story.

Loves seeing your reaction to her gambling. Wether you get turned on, or you watch in amazement. She lives for the way you watch her gamble, it's one of her ways if showing off to you.

She definitely forces the other council member fo watch you when she's gone. She trust them enough, plus if they did hurt you. She'd know.

You sit through meetings. Student council or not, you sit through them. She wants everyone to see her perfect lover, once you make your relationship official that is. Once it's official, you never leave her side.

If you have a particular favorite or hate a hate a specific member of the council. She puts you in situations where you have to be around them, she loves seeing your reaction.

Be it you goofing off and acting like an idiot, just to mess around with you friend.

Be it you and the council member talking and having a genuinely good conversation.

Lastly be it you fighting or glaring at the council member, and then stomping off to Kirari because you're in a bad mood.

She coddles you. Without a doubt, especially if you're an idiot and accident prone. She'll stare at you wondering how the hell you got into that situation, and then she clean it up. She takes good care of you.

Kirari of course isn't the best person to be in a relationship with. There are plenty of bumbs in the road before a truly healthy relationship is formed.

Kirari is secretive, she doesn't let you in on things. That annoys you because if you need help and she's nowhere to be found, who did you go to? It hurts to know she keeps secrets and even lies to you, there have been many fights about it.

She has a hard time describing her emotions. She does it with gift giving, and physical touch. If you're overly touchy, or dont like the forehead kisses, you two have to work on a middle ground.

She has to talk go talk to the clan members during her meetings. Some know about you and make snide comments, to her it doesn't matter. No matter what duty she has to fill, she will keep you safe. Even if it means lying.

It takes time, and I mean a lot of time, but slowly Kirari opens up. She shows her true self, she shows the side she's always wanted to show you. She just didn't know if you were trust worthy enough.

When the two of your fight, it's usually resolved by the end of the week. At first she'd buy your things she knows you want. If that doesn't work she acts more affectionate, trying to make you forget the fight completely. If that doesn't work, then she has a mini crisis and you usually end up letting it go by that point.

There have been times when you haven't and she has to apologize. Once she does it after a few fights, she's less embarrassed. She knows how apologies work and just wants you to accept hers and move on.

Kirari loves you and it hurts seeing you mad.

Kirari would never cheat. Never. Once she's truly devoted to you, that's it. No playing around with Sayaka. Kirari is yours, hopefully you'll be able to deal with the responsibilities of a woman like that.

Hello!! Two in one day!!! Anyway just a reminder this is the last month I'm doing specific reader. So I wont do shy, tall, top, ect reader. That is commission only. Make characters are all also commission only. Have a good day/night!!

[delvi3]

MY YANDERE BOYFRIEND

JUST INFATUATION

A few days gone by, after Riddle and Reader's first meeting. Riddle has been acting weird.. for some people.

After class or meetings of the student council, he will always go by to the baking club. Few students are just thinking that he's lonely and wants to talk to his friend, Trey Clover.

Though, other students think that's not the case.

A few of them have been noticing how close Riddle is with Reader, the vice president of the baking club.

They always see them having conversation with each other and even walking each other to their next class.

This causes the famous troublemaker, Ace Trappola. To tease the poor student council representative.

When asked this to Riddle, He merely just said that it was just him being ' friendly ' with others. Some don't believe his answer and some does.

When students started to ask Reader how she feels towards Riddle. She straightforwardly said, " I think of him as a great person who cares deeply for his friends. I admire his geniusness and thinking about everything, He's a nice person. I don't know why many people are afraid of him. "

When students informed this to Riddle, He was filled with mixed emotions such as Surprise, touched, and flustered.

He wasn't used to being complimented like this, let alone the vice president of the baking club compliments towards him.

Riddle felt something forming into his stomach again. Is he feeling butterflies?! Blasphemy.

Riddle couldn't help but think about it, over and over again.

This caused him to be unfocused to his studies and into doing his responsibility as a representative of the school.

When Riddle went to his friend Trey for help. Trey simply laughed into his situation, not in an offensive way.

Trey simply said, " You're falling for her, Riddle. "

Falling? In love? No. This could ruin everything he has worked hard for!

This caused him to ignore the poor reader. But, every time that he does. It makes him feel longing for Reader even more.

To him, it was probably just an infatuation, right?

You're becoming obsessed with her, Riddle.

Full series: here

[canonically47]

are YOU a fan of danganronpa AND of yandere simulator?

do YOU want to see some of yandere simulator’s characters in the position of being in a killing game?

all you need is some love for the background characters and a wattpad account to enter the world of THHYSAU: Trigger Happy Havoc Yandere Simulator Alternate Universe.

In THHYSAU, some of the most popular characters, such as Ayano Aishi, Taro Yamada and Megami Saikou don’t appear to put other, lesser known characters in the spotlight. Who might those characters be, you ask? Let’s see the list of the twenty students joining us on this ride...and their headmaster.

Riku Somai, Ultimate Affluent Progeny. The protagonist of THHYSAU, Riku is a thoughtful and understanding boy who always wants the best for his friends. Although he’s known for his money, he has a bright mind, which he will demonstrate when the killings start to happen...

Daiki Atsuda, AKA Daku Atsu, Ultimate Paranormal Researcher. He is the only one Riku knows prior to the killing game, and one of the people who helps him the most. He also takes on somewhat of a role of a leader, hoping to put his classmates at ease by pretending he himself isn’t scared.

Kumiko Demizu, AKA Kuu Dere, Ultimate Librarian. She doesn’t care.

Kagayaki Konishi, AKA Kaga Kusha, Ultimate Scientist. A boy with a genius-level IQ, however disliked by his previous classmates for his abnormal behaviour.

‘Zametora’ Samejima, Ultimate Athlete. Nobody knows his first name. Maybe even his parents call him Zametora.

Tsuruzo Yamazaki, Ultimate Actor. A (melo)dramatic boy who finds himself grouping with Kagayaki and Zametora more often than not.

Shoku Tsuburaya, Ultimate Culinary Expert. A kind and sweet boy who sticks close to his brother rather than other people. Known for volunteering a lot at homeless shelters and orphanages.

Geiru ‘Geiju Tsuka’ Tsuburaya, Ultimate Painter. Only talks in sentences of one or two words, if at all. Shoku is more talkative and fills in for him.

Budou Masuyama, AKA Budo Masuta, Ultimate Martial Artist. Defeated the previous Ultimate Martial Artist, Raibaru Fumetsu, in a fight, earning the title over her. Despite this, the two remained close friends.

Genma Masuyama, AKA Gema Taku or Gema Masuta, Ultimate Gamer. Somehow, he is related to Budou. Doesn’t want to do anything other than play video games all the time.

Midori Gushima, Ultimate Enigma. Nobody knows if that’s her Ultimate because she’s a good puzzle solver or a puzzle herself. She’s incredibly talkative, and even talks to herself. Some people believe she is self-centered for always wanting to hear herself talk.

Iruma Dojima, AKA Iruka Dorufino, Ultimate Swimming Pro. Previous classmate of Zametora’s. Participated in the Olympics. He is quiet, which makes it more curious that he prefers to hang out with Midori.

Maka ‘Tansei’ Tanahashi, Ultimate Abstract Artist. Speaks in the third person. Always replies with love and enthusiasm to her followers, regularly organizing contests and giveaways. She has a really pure heart.

Enjiro Bandoh, AKA Enpitsu Byoga, Ultimate Pop Sensation. Lead singer and keytarist of the most popular J-pop boy-band in Japan, Cherry Blossom Rain. Said to be petty and obsessed with his own appearance, whether that be physical or fame-wise.

Yakumo Shiraishi, AKA Yaku Zaishi, Ultimate Chemist. Also very good at programming, for which he’s been nicknamed the Ultimate Programmer. Previous classmate of Kaga’s.

Otohiko Meguro, Ultimate Nurse. A clumsy, but brilliant boy who has an incredibly annoying fanbase that boils him down to just a cute and soft boy. Despite this, he is one of the youngest of Riku’s classmates, and was awarded his title after finding a cure to a strange disease and managing to stop it from spreading. Apparently, he has a ‘condition’, too.

Kyuji Konaka, Ultimate Trend-Setter. The vice-president of the student council at his own school. His word online is law... But is that what he really wants?

Saeko Baisho, AKA Sakyu Basu, Ultimate Fashionista. Rumoured to have been dating Kyuji until she stepped forward and said otherwise. She’s a charismatic girl, but rumoured to use her looks to her advantage.

Togo Tabata, AKA Toga Tabara, Ultimate Essayist. A boy who was clubless for a long time, unable to find an interest until turning to essaying to let out his feelings. Good friends with Kyuji and Otohiko since before Hope’s Peak.

Oboro Shinkawa, AKA Osoro Shidesu, Ultimate Delinquent Gang Leader. Rumoured to have beaten tens of boys her age with her bare hands. Led a gang at her previous school, and left Umeji Kizuguchi in charge. Some people believe they are dating, other people believe they have no interest in each other... To Osoro, her delinquent friends are like her sons.

Info-Chan, the Headmaster of Hope’s Peak Academy. She’s a half-and-half coloured fox that wants nothing but despair. Her favorite thing to do is laugh at her students and their misery, and create more misery for them to laugh even more.

One headmaster.

Twenty students.

Six trials.

Multiple suspects.

Multiple executions.

Friendship, drama...

...and ULTIMATE DESPAIR.

[carnivorousyandeere]

Student Council Intros

Short descriptions of their positions, personalities, interests, and relations to one another. I will elaborate more on their specific yandere tendencies in another post soon~! requests about them are also okay <3

President: Hailey (she/her)

Eldest of the triplets

Undergraduate

Double Major in Math and Business

Queen bee, popular, pretty, ambitious, ruthless. Dedicated follower of the clean-girl aesthetic; bloodless, antiseptic, minimal, devoid of any evidence of actually living. Competitive, cutthroat.

Totally having the time of her life in college and her sorority!! (Maybe…?)

Probably destined to climb a corporate ladder somewhere.

Short; light green eyes; shoulder-length blonde hair (dyed)

Likes: being heard, being in charge. Being the center of attention, admiration, and jealousy. Tennis, running, smoothies, scrunchies, being just mean enough to watch people squirm but not mean enough to get called out on it

Dislikes: being challenged (well… depends on context), being away from her sisters (literal sisters not the sorority sisters), anything super messy or woodsy/outdoorsy

Vice President: Kaylee (she/they)

Youngest of the triplets

Undergraduate

Law Major

Minor in Latin

Devil’s advocate, casual, incisive, irreverent, witty. Competitive, though not as much as Hailey. Argumentative, blunt, analytical, but also committed to the bit.

Kinda hates college but wasn’t sure what else to do after high school.

Short; light green eyes; dark brown hair in a pixie cut (not dyed)

Likes: debating, arguing, true crime, reading the wackiest court transcripts she can get her hands on, chess, drama and theatre

Dislikes: math, science, being compared to her sisters, the law enforcement system and most of the judicial system too tbh (corrupt from the start and ineffective)

Advisor: Emerson (they/them)

Kendra’s older sibling

Graduate student and T.A.

Studying architecture

Typically calm, easy-going, and thoughtful, although busy places can overwhelm them. Generally asocial, but kind, and cares deeply about the people close to them. Punctual, organized, artistic.

Heavily burnt-out from school, but their deep love of architecture as a subject keeps them going.

Tall; dark brown/black eyes; hair in thick, long, jet-black dreads.

Likes: sketching, watercolor, prismacolor markers, learning about architecture, reorganizing their collection of markers

Dislikes: being a T.A., loud environments, most strong smells, bright lights, inconsiderate and closed-minded people

Treasurer: Rayleigh (she/her)

Middle triplet

Kendra and Jace’s friend

Undergraduate

Double-Major in Biology and Geology

The rare shy extrovert (?). Talks your ear off when you get to know her. Passionate and excitable, tends to be literal-minded. Comes across as very anxious and high-tension if you don’t know her well.

Wasn’t too sure about college at first, but she’s really starting to open up some and enjoy herself more.

Short; light green eyes; long light brown hair with highlights and stuff (dyed), but also her dark brown roots showing

Likes: her friends! :D, archaeology, fossils and “living fossils,” SHARKS, anything outdoorsy, anime, documentaries

Dislikes: being the center of attention, alternately having to compete with her sisters for scraps of attention, debating, writing papers for humanities classes 😣

Secretary: Kendra (she/her)

Emerson’s younger sister

Rayleigh and Jace’s friend

Fashion Design Major

Another shy extrovert? Emotional, excitable, creative, always up to try something new, once you get to know her. Otherwise comes across as very quiet, deep-in-thought, serious, or maybe a little spacey?

Loves college overall even though the professors in her major can be real assholes.

Short; dark brown/black eyes; keeps her jet-black natural hair in an afro sometimes, and pulls it back and up into a puff a lot too. Has a collection of pretty, colorful hair bands for this reason.

Likes: anime, cosplay, writing, daydreaming, blue jean material as a medium for her art, heels (not comfortable but she wants to feel taller 😭)

Dislikes: anything super outdoorsy, math classes (“I already know all the math I need for my patterns! 😫”), a lot of the required classes tbh (“Booooring.”)

Honorary Member: Jace (he/they)

Rayleigh and Kendra’s friend

Undergraduate Researcher

Biology Major

Shy, reticent, cautious. Just wants to keep his head down, but their friends keep dragging them into stuff like the student council… for better or worse. Analytical, meticulous, curious.

Hates college, but is determined to graduate anyway.

Short; dark brown/black eyes; short, black, shoulder-length hair.

Likes: camping, hiking, rowing, campfire food, stargazing, ALGAE (their research topic)

Dislikes: most people, his voice (started T somewhat recently and is embarrassed by the voice cracks 🥺💕)

[stitched-mouth-vs-the-world]

Maybe now is a terrible time to say I am now writing for Yandere Simulator characters, but whatever.

I don’t support Alex’s actions and am not fond of him in the slightest. I’ve always thought he had major pedo vibes and whilst he didn’t actually touch a kid, I don’t doubt he hasn’t dreamt about it or even possibly done it and not been caught…

I think Yandere Simulator started out as Alex’s fetishisation of teenage girls, the game very much so feels gears to men who are attracted to barely legal girls, even though I imagine the majority players who are interested in completing the game (IF it’s ever finished) are women.

But it was absolutely started to sexualise underage girls.

So when I say I write for the characters, I mean only in SFW ways. I will not be writing for any of the students in a nsfw way because they are all children to me. I think Alex has said before they are all 18… but come on, majority of them are 16/17. He clearly only said that as an excuse for the sexualisation.

I think the only 18 year olds in the game are Ayano and Megami. And I’m just guessing here, based on personality. But even so, I won’t be writing nsfw for them because I don’t know for sure they are 18+ and I’m not interested in attracting any pervs who play the game.

I will be writing smut for the Guidance counsellor though, can’t stop me.

Also, a few years ago I write a slightly nsfw work for Info-Chan. I’ve decided now that that’s problematic and will not be doing that again. I know we don’t know her age or if she’s a student for sure but I don’t care. I’m not writing smut for someone unless I know for sure they are 18+.

So the students will only be writing SFW for are:

• Ayano Aishi (Yandere-Chan)

• Ryoba Aishi (Student) (Yandere-Chan’s Mother)

• Megami Saikou (Student Council President, 10th Rival)

• Kuroko Kamenaga (Student Council Vice President)

• Shiromi Torayoshi (Student Council Treasurer)

• Info-Chan

• Uekiya Engeika (Garden Club Leader)

• Oka Ruto (Occult Club Leader, 4th Rival)

• Budo Mastua (Martial Art’s Club Leader)

• Miyuji Shan (Light Music Club Leader)

• Kaga Kusha (Science Club Leader)

• Midori Guri (Green Green)

• Homo Kurusu (Science Club’s Roboticist)

• Mutsumi Rokuda (Bully Leader)

• Honami Hodoshima (80s School Librarian)

• Kencho Saikou (Megami’s Brother)

So these are the characters I will write nsfw for:

• Genka Kunahito (Guidance Counsellor)

• Ryoba Aishi (Adult) (Yandere’s Mother)

• The Yakuza

• Mae Kunahito (80s Guidance Counsellor / Genka Kunahito’ Mother)

Don’t think for one second I’m posting positively about Yandere Sim to show support for Alex. I hope he drowns in pedo allegations because I’m convinced he’s done more than just inappropriate convos with minors.

In case you didn’t follow my previous blog, I’m quite strict when it comes to relationships with minors. I don’t interact with them nor do write smut about them. I also don’t age up characters just to sexualise them, I said that a lot on my last blog because I’m apart of BNHA fandom and there is so much age uping of minors just to sexualise them over there. Aging up a character just to sexualise them is just as bad as writing smut about a child.

This means I also won’t be age uping anyone in my SFW section above to write smut about them. So no, “Imagine adult Ayano’s kink—-“ requests, stop RIGHT THERE.

Alex doesn’t profit off fanfics about his characters which is why I’m so comfortable writing for them.

I’ll post a real masterlist when I’m bothered. I have so many masterlists to rewrite now, thanks Tumblr.

[kisskiss-killforlove]

{Random thought}

I've been stuck on Reiichi recently, so how do you think he would react if his darling preferred one of the other boys from the council?

(Note: I'm writing this under the assumption that "preferred" refers to his darling enjoying someone else's company over his rather than having actual feelings for them.)

He would not be happy, to say the least.

Even though he's not the most emotionally available or easily approachable, he still craves his darling's attention like any yandere would, and to have them constantly give it to someone else would be infuriating, especially if that person is another student council member.

While he doesn't come off as arrogant, there's no doubt he's confident in himself and his abilities (as evidenced by his refusal to get a vice president), which is why he would silently scowl and criticise his darling's choice of favourite council member.

Ken? He can be far too oblivious for his own good, and Reiichi likely believes he doesn't act as strictly as he should given his position.

Joze? He's too socially awkward to be worth paying attention to (a bold opinion to have, given that Reiichi isn't the most socially adept either). And anyway, getting too close to him would only break his darling's heart as he'll have to return to Brazil once he graduates.

Daisaku? Oh, don't get him started. While Reiichi can acknowledge that Daisaku is trying to change, I can't imagine he wouldn't be at least a little peeved by his graceless posture and vulgar speech.

So, would he try to sabotage his darling's friendship? Not directly, at least in most circumstances. I feel like he's more of a "words over actions" kind of yandere, where he'll just bad-mouth his darling's student council friend until they agree to stop being friends with him. Though, this also has the potential to fail tremendously as it can lead to Reiichi coming off as overly critical and judgemental and thus making his darling not want to be around him instead.

The only time he would act directly (i.e. try to get the other boy kicked out of the student council) would be if Reiichi's darling or the boy himself were interested in pursuing a relationship. In that scenario, Reiichi would do anything and everything he can to tear the two of them apart.

No one is good enough for his darling except for him.