#yandere headcannons

[yandere-paramour]

I feel like I am most scared of noelle. We never get a lot of sappy things about her. I am yearning for romance even though sedatives are very appalling easiest way to bed

This makes me so sad because while Noelle is really guarded and private, she really kinda lets go when she is alone with Darling, they really do have fun together.

Things Noelle likes to do for/with Darling:

Noelle knows that it can get boring staying inside all the time so she always tries to bring home something new for you, whether it's a new sweet from a bakery, a new book or art supply, a game, something like that.

Noelle plans at least 2 dates a week for you, often themed dates

Noelle prefers not to go out but she still will if you really really want to, she really does love you, she wants you to be happy

Noelle always makes sure that the cabinets and refrigerator are stocked with cut fruit and your favorite snacks

Noelle doesn't sleep much so she is often up on her phone watching you sleep. She often reaches over to stroke your hair or rub your back

Noelle is always researching new things that you might like on forums online to surprise you

Noelle will always give you her full attention when you come to tell her a new fact

She always tries to join you in your hobbies whether it is reading the same books you like, painting with you, learning to crochet, etc.

Noelle loves it when you both take baths together because she loves washing your hair for you, it's very intimate for her

She also loves detangling and doing your hair for you

The apartment building you and Noelle live in has a gym and garden that you are allowed to go to every day for a short while

Noelle has someone who comes to clean but any hard chores that show up during the week belong entirely to her, the worst chore you'll ever do is folding laundry or wiping down the counters

Noelle is constantly telling you how amazing you are and how happy she is that you are with her and how she vows to take care of you as best she can for the rest of her life

Noelle will actually tell you about the good times of her childhood (though she's quiet about the bad times)

Noelle is actually a pretty generous lover, she's not letting you up without at least 2-3 rounds

She will constantly get you new soft things to put in your Soothing room like blankets, pillows, stuffed animals, etc.

The first thing Noelle does when she comes home from work is come find you for a hug and kiss because she just loves you so much

[hana-no-seiiki]

Yandere! Husband who thinks of you every single moment of the day, spoils you rotten, makes sure you feel loved 24/7 with letters, gifts and his presence. Being married to you is a privilege and he makes sure he shows you that.

Who does the little things like making sure you never open any doors by yourself. “What the fuck do you think that ring of yours means? Get your hand off that handle!” proceeds to climb over the car to open the car door for you

who randomly squeezes your hands with a vulnerability you almost never see from him. muttering things such as, “i can’t even remember life before I met you.” or “i love you so much. leave me one day if you must, but know that i’ll never be the same without you.”

yandere! husband who always makes sure you take care of yourself, personally appointing days where you have to go the salon to get your hair or nails done. yandere! husband who always has a fun new date idea to keep things fresh in the relationship. yandere! husband who studies your body for hours on end so you’ll never have to look for satisfaction elsewhere.

so that you’ll never question why he’s changed so much. because he was never the man you married in the first place.

[yoru-no-seiiki]

[part two]

brainrotting about yan! cool kid. like komi’s brother who’s like hella quiet and never interacts with others but people keep fanboying/fangirling/gushing about him.

yan! cool kid who sits beside or behind you in every class.

yan! cool kid who despite looking like he wants to be anywhere but in his seat, earbuds plugged in, eyes staring off to the sky from the window right next to his seat like the anime harem protag he is except he’s actually just listening to your voice through a mic he planted on you.

yan! cool kid who always brings two umbrellas so that he could give one to you when you need it.

yan! cool kid who fantasizes about being with you 24/7. making songs about how he feels, drawing your visage on his notes, and using you as inspiration to study.

(it works too well and he’s always at the top of your class)

yan! cool kid who forces you to pair up with him in every single project. you just happened to be the closest to him. it’s convenient. deal with it.

yan! cool kid who uses the opportunity to get into your house and surround himself with your scent. if only he didn’t need oxygen otherwise he’d be stitch on your sweaty ass gym uniform/workout clothes unto his face.

yan! reader who smiles knowing that their crush is as depraved as they are to him. giggling as they take a video of the school’s most popular and handsome guy getting off to their scent. hands desperately chasing release — one rough tug and he’s spilling all over your bedsheets. judging from the amount of fluids it definitely wasn’t his first climax since you left to ‘make a bite to eat’

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Creepy Bunny Hybrid

After a criminal conviction, the claimed hybrid shelter responsible for sourcing most of the beloved species of hybrid is set to shut down

It’s employees pleading with the public to take in their hybrids who’d be otherwise left on the street

Enough for your parents, who you’ve come to live with, to worry

While they were undecided about the morality of owning hybrids

Humanoids with some animal features

They were determined to be helpful 

whether they truly felt such justice or enjoyed the good samaritan role they’d take in a low-maintenance hybrid

A White rabbit with crimson eyes 

In your opinion one of the more beloved species that would’ve found a home somehow but you couldn’t complain

“Welcome Hori! We hope you can find a home with us!”

“Yeah make yourself at home. Don’t mind our kids they’ll be happy to explain anything you need.”

“I appreciate it.”

“Come come I have to show you all the cool things I have!”

Your family takes to him like metals to magnets 

Hovering near him and waiting on him like he’s the greatest thing since sliced bread

But he’s just so incredibly…quiet

Not just because he doesn’t speak unless spoken to 

But because he just doesn’t move

You’ve peaked at him sitting in the living room on a chair with no book, no TV on, windows closed, no music playing

What kind of bunny sits in the dark and does nothing

His large red eyes are huge, his ears incredibly long and upright

Skin  so pale, he could pass as the undead

Hori won’t even eat like other bunny hybrids

When your parents first gushed over his photo too many evenings were spent looking up what a bunny hybrid would need

Vegetables, fruits, bunny-hybrid pellets were what they filled the cabinets and fridge with

But he ate none of that 

Barely nibbling when your brother excitedly presented the spread

“This looks…good.”

Barely a quarter of the plate was gone

Before he claimed he was stuffed

The second your family slipped up though and handed him a plate full of steak 

he left nothing on the plate

“I thought bunnies weren’t omnivores?”

“...Maybe the original animal doesn’t but I am a hybrid. Things are…different.”

“Yeah (Y/n), things are different! Stop bullying Hori!”

It oddly feels like Hori is not all he seems 

Constantly seeking out hotdogs over the fruit you offer

Or spending unusual amounts of time staring at the passing neighbors

Or coming home at unspeakably late hours

But every time you tried to bring this up your family would scorn you

Writing off your observations as you being nitpicky

Or even jealous of the newest member of the family

“Just know (Y/n) you still hold a special place in our hearts.”

“Yeah no need to whine, we won’t forget you.”

“Just don’t take it out on Hori he’s been through so much.”

So you settle to avoid him

Just let him be in his parts of the house and you in yours 

But that doesn’t seem to work with his edition

“(Y/n)...will you accompany me on the grocery run?”

“I thought my older sib was taking you?”

“Originally…but I’d like for you to take me!”

“Uh…”

“Come on (Y/n)! Take this time to bond with Hori! Maybe you’ll find something’s in common between you two.”

It’s annoying that he insists on doing things with you

But it’s just some things

And of course, because he’s so creepily quiet it almost feels like you’re by yourself

It just gets worse

“I want to sleep with you, (Y/n).”

It was way past midnight and Hori was above you 

Caging you between his arms as he practically laid above you 

There was blood around his mouth and if you had the space you’d check over you body for a wound

“W-wh-what?!”

“Hori? (Y/n)? Please?!”

“T-t-that’s not even a real sentence! Please get off me!”

Once he does reluctantly give you space

You flick on a lamp or use your phone’s light to light the room

Hori’s hair is much longer, flowing past his tail 

Which was no longer a small puff ball now bloomed into something larger

His ears were incredibly long and twitching as though it was filled with joints of its own

His teeth seemed like they had no end, just rows and rows of spiny teeth all coated with the gunk and gooey mess of a carnivore’s meal

“All that blood?!”

He licks an abnormally long tongue around his mouth

“The left-of-overs from dinner.”

“Dinner was hours ago!”

“Not your dinner my dinner.”

The implication made your stomach twist

“Uh was it good?”

“Very. Now, sleep with you?”

You hoped he’d forget but if only to get some semblance of control and maybe be able to fall back asleep 

You relent

“Fine, but I’m not going to share my blanket…you’re a lot bigger than before.”

“It's okay those covers are not the heat I am after.”

You decided not to comment on it, wrapping yourself in your comforter

Letting Hori’s much larger limbs wrap around you tightly

This creepy bunny continued to surprise you

You could only hope that you’d figure him out soon 

Or your family might be the one to pay the price

[2-dsimp]

"expand" Alr. Bet.

Yandere!homewrecker that found darling on a date w her husband and fell in love w darling

Yandere!homewrecker who refuses to lose to darling's hubs so he seduce darling to cheat w him..

Yandere!homewrecker... hmm.. 😳

Yandere Homewrecker! Who’s stuck up and spoiled always wanting for more despite giving less in return. Flaunting himself like the top model with his nails done, face beat, and his flamboyant hair snatched from the top beautician salon in the city.

Yandere Homewrecker! That has zero boundaries and couldn’t care less for the ring on your finger. The more unobtainable you present yourself to be the more obsessed he’ll be. Would be counting down the days he’d make you his drawing tic marks with his own lip brand upon his vanity set.

Yandere Homewrecker! Who finds any type of rejection to be endearing. Harumu would merely giggle and and bat his long lashes telling you how cute you are. For going out your way to pretend that you could even resist a pretty specimen like himself.

Yandere Homewrecker! That acts like a cunty mean girl. Nitpicking at how subpar your husband is if he couldn’t even get you regular appointments in the spa. Or even buy the latest fashion catalogue installation.

Yandere Homewrecker! Who’d dramatically point out how ragged your appearance is. And mourn the loss of your precious cuticles dying out because of the pure neglect from your pathetic husband.

Yandere Homewrecker! Who ignores your husband’s existence and ultimately cannot even view him as a human. To him everyone who can’t even come close to his beauty looks like a stick figure besides you as an exception.

Yandere Homewrecker! Who doesn’t like getting his hands dirty since it’d fuck up his nails. But for you darling, he supposes that one broken nail might suffice. If he’s gotta get your man thing out of the picture. Or anyone else for that matter.

[leaf-line]

Hello! Can i request some Yandere robin/Kafka and Himeko (seperate) x Gn reader, romantic hcs, please?

𝐒𝐡𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐀𝐰𝐚𝐲

Yandere! Robin/Kafka/Himeko x Gn! Reader

❏ You weren't staying away from them because you were 'shy', you have a perfectly good reason to.

cw: ooc, general yandere content.

w/c: 1,557

You were happy with what you have, you were happy with the many people around you, but you liked Robin too.

She was irreplaceable, along with all of the people you love. You cared about everyone.

Robin liked you too! She liked the way you told her not to push herself much and to not pressure herself, the way you were all worried and caring for Robin.

She relishes on your affection for her greatly, no matter how small or big it is, Robin would indulge in your attention.

Even if you give her the smallest affection, then the largest to somebody else, she's... she's... She's fine by it. Totally.

But later, you were suddenly down, refusing to pay attention to her, or anything for the matter, even yourself.

Thus... Robin thinks you need saving.

No, no, why won't you smile like you used to? Did something so bad happen?

Robin is appalled by the way you just won't help yourself or push yourself for the better and move on? Isn't that what you told her to do? Why are you opting to be a flesh rotting in your bed and not getting out of your shell?

She had problems too, she too were hard on herself when her mom died, but she used those experiences to get up and push further, why can't you do the same?

She thought that maybe it was her turn to give her full affection and attention to you instead. In a way to pay you back, yet... You won't allow her.

Robin is just concerned. Why won't you let her pamper you?

Why won't you let her sing songs to you?

Why won't you let her visit you?

How could you even refuse such an angel who's willing to drag you up when you're down?

Maybe you're shy. Perhaps she's way too overbearing for your mental capacity to accept her payback. She's sweet, empathetic, and extremely kind to you, especially you.

Why else would you avoid her other than the reason that you're flustered by her appearance? It's because of that, and that's the only reason.

"Oh... My love... Is there any other reason why you're avoiding me other than you think I'll over shine you? Don't worry, I won't do that. You deserve your own spotlight! I'll look at it, only me... I love you, alright?"

She says, clinging on your waist, holding it down enough for you to be thoroughly uncomfortable inside. She would then brush your hair with her hand as if you were a delicate being she needed to protect from danger.

Even after you have tried to escape her countless times, she still has you in her arms, begging for your attention every second, every minute, every hour. It's scary to know that with the snap of her fingers, all of her devoted fans would turn their heads at you, ready to strike with their pitch forks and torches for not accepting such an angel in your life.

Though... Has she ever stopped and thought that maybe, just maybe, the reason for you avoiding her was because you just figured out that she's the reason that the people you've recently been talking to disappear out of thin air? Even the ones you treasured and cared for?

You didn't find any animal fact that said birds are ruthless when they are jealous. You learned it the hard way.

Robin didn't even give you enough time to grieve for them before clinging on to you now that her 'obstacles' are gone.

She hums a melody. It's as if to comfort you from your loss, it feels mocking.

You found a lady so breathtakingly beautiful it captured your full attention.

You then would ask for her number, maybe start a small chat, heck, even standing next to such beauty would be enough.

If you found Kafka beautiful, then she finds you adorable.

She's curious as to why you would willingly march straight into danger, clueless and unarmed. She might as well give it a shot and try to get to know you better.

This isn't a part of the script. Plus, she finds your face and mentality cute. Is there really no way you don't know anything about her?

Perhaps you don't read the news or you haven't seen her wanted posters in all its glory. Perhaps you knew and are just dipping your hand in with hidden intent. Perhaps you're just dumb. Either way, she'll know soon enough.

Rather than subtly forcing you to outright say who you are, Kafka played the slow—yet fun—game.

You went from conversing, to going on dates, to walking together in the sunset.

And not once has she seen you feel threatened around her, or even show a hint of your plans to capture her. Every last bit of you was adorable as she thought. That surprises her for a bit. However, not for long.

"This gift is handmade, my efforts and results. Accept it, dear." People's fun has to end one way or another

Her voice makes your ears ring, it gives you a headache. As much you want to cover your ears and muffle her sickly sweet voice, you can't. Your hand is trembling. It is too heavy to move, and you already feel bile rising up on your throat.

It was going well. Now you're asking yourself why we're you sitting on the ground, bathing in a puddle of blood.

Huh...? She told you in one of your dates she was going to gift you a big surprise, you weren't expecting a surprise that makes you fall on your knees at the sight in a different way.

Why... Why is this happening?

You get up on your feet and run away as fast as you can, just anyhow to get away from her.

"Don't try to back out now... You're hurting my feelings." Her footsteps were slow, loud, impending.

Tap, tap, tap, tap—

"You wanted to get to know me too, didn't you? Are you not liking what you see? Are you not liking the real me?" She tries to convince you.

Tap, tap, tap—

"Come on, don't be shy, I don't bite, I promise, come out now. You can't hide forever, can you?" She hums, as if to harmonize it with her footsteps.

Tap.

"Found you."

Don't just walk straight into the cobwebs and try to leave so quickly, for the more you struggle to escape, the more you get tangled and stuck in it.

Himeko wanted you join her, to board the Astral Express, telling you all sorts of stuffs about how amazing it would be to travel all across the cosmos.

You were there to support her from the start, she wished the same for the end.

You admired her ambitions and pushed her up to reach it. Himeko wanted you to be with her when she does so.

Himeko loved you dearly, the way you would encourage her on her adventures, the way you'd still swallow the last drop of coffee she made for you even though it's hard to swallow, the way you would hold her hand and tell directly that things will go the way she would want it.

She loved the way you can easily melt her heart with those genuine words and touch.

But when you declined and said that you will only be there to watch her fulfill her dreams. It was difficult to take in, but she wasn't able to press further.

And so she conducts the train without you. Only occasionally visiting your home world, then to leave, for there's more other pressing matters.

But the more she embarks, the more she learns and develop her own mindset.

For Himeko, trailblazing follows an unspoken set of steps to commit. Board the train, build immovable and precious memories, then disembark.

In other words, leave. It's difficult, but Himeko's determination perseveres, no matter how many of her short time companions leave her, she will still traverse the stars.

Himeko is the conductor, the train needs her to move.

But she needs you to move. Right now, she needs to hear your voice, your way of lightening up her day with little to no effort. So things will be alright with her. No matter how lonely it gets, no matter how much difficult it is to preserve these memories, she can still retell those adventures with you.

"Isn't that right? [Name]?" She puts her cup of coffee, gazing at the coffee table, then takes a moment to admire the scenery of the window, showing the stars of the universe at full display along with the planet close enough to visualize, then you.

The couch you were sitting on were the same as where Himeko sits. You felt compelled to move away from her, yet she will only move closer. "Don't be shy, it's just the two of us here. The others are away." She gestures at the window. "If you're worried about PomPom, they're in a different room."

She holds your hand tightly, things will go the way she would want it, not the way you would want.

"Please don't leave me. You wouldn't wanna make me lonely, would you?" She holds your hand closer to her face.

Declining isn't an option anymore.

[shizuturnspages]

curious what your thoughts are on venti, diluc and kaeya as yanderes? gotta show some love to the older genshin guys, and diluc still remains one of my fav characters in general!!

Diluc is literally my favourite character in Genshin, and I'm a Kaeya main. So this request is perfect for me

Yandere Venti

❥ Venti’s songs are famous across Mondstadt, but when he’s got his eyes on you, those songs are for you alone. He’ll weave subtle hints into his lyrics, making you feel like every note, every word, is about you. It’s intoxicating, but it’s also a trap—he’ll make you feel like you’re the center of his world, until you start craving that attention. And when you realize just how tangled you’ve become? Too fucking late. His melodies are like chains, binding you to him under the guise of love.

❥ Venti knows how to use his charm to keep you close. He’ll be there to cheer you up, lifting your spirits whenever you feel down, and he’ll make you think you’re the one choosing to stay with him. But it’s all calculated as hell—he’ll play the role of the carefree friend, the comforting presence, the one who always knows what you need. Before you know it, you’re completely dependent on him, and he’s got you right where he wants you.

❥ Venti is the god of freedom, but he doesn’t like sharing. If he feels like you’re getting too close to someone else, he’ll turn that charming nature into something far more dangerous. He’ll start showing up everywhere you go, interrupting conversations, casually pulling you away from anyone who seems interested in you. He’ll laugh it off, make it seem like it’s all a joke, but there’s a dark edge to his jealousy that you can’t ignore. He’s free as the wind, but when it comes to you? He’s possessive as hell.

❥ Venti might use his soft, gentle side to keep you close, making you feel like he’s the only one who understands you. He’ll make you laugh, comfort you, play songs that touch your soul. But when he’s alone with you, that softness shifts into something darker. He’ll hold you close, telling you in a soft, almost loving tone that you don’t need anyone else, that he’s the only one who’ll ever care for you the way he does. It’s terrifyingly intimate, like he’s casting a spell that binds you to him.

❥ Venti’s not shy about using his Anemo powers to keep you close. If you try to leave, he’ll summon a gust of wind to “guide” you back to him, all with that sweet, knowing smile on his face. He’ll play it off as a joke, of course, but there’s a gleam in his eye that says he means every word. You’re his favorite melody, and he’s not about to let anyone else steal the song. Once Venti’s claimed you, you’re bound to him, just like a note in one of his eternal, unbreakable ballads.

Yandere Kaeya

(I couldn't find good pics of Kaeya, so bear with this one)

❥ Kaeya’s damn good at drawing people in with his charm, and he’ll use every ounce of it to keep you close. He knows exactly how to make you feel like you’re the only person in the room, like he’s completely captivated by you. But his charm isn’t innocent—he’ll say exactly what you want to hear, making you feel like you’re special, while subtly isolating you from everyone else. By the time you realize just how deeply he’s woven himself into your life, it’s too damn late.

❥ Kaeya’s smooth as hell, but he’s not immune to jealousy. If he sees someone else getting close to you, he won’t cause a scene—he’s far too clever for that. Instead, he’ll undermine them subtly, making them seem untrustworthy or unreliable. With a few choice words and that calm, knowing smirk, he’ll turn you against anyone he sees as a threat. And if they persist? Well, Kaeya has ways of handling obstacles. People have a habit of disappearing when they get too close to what’s his.

❥ Kaeya’s role as Cavalry Captain means he’s got a way with strategy and people alike. He’s the one who knows all the secrets in Mondstadt, and he’s not above using that knowledge to keep you in line. If he feels like you’re drifting, he’ll pull strings within the Knights to subtly restrict your freedom, making it seem like he’s the only one you can rely on. He’ll manipulate situations so that you find yourself leaning on him, needing him—and he’ll do it all with that infuriating, knowing smile.

❥ Kaeya has a genuine, albeit twisted, desire to keep you safe. He sees himself as the only one who can protect you, and he’ll go to extreme lengths to do just that. If anyone threatens you, he’ll deal with it personally, making sure they know exactly who they’re dealing with. The other Knights might suspect something, but Kaeya’s too clever to get caught—and as far as he’s concerned, the ends justify the fucking means.

❥ As a member of the Knights of Favonius, Kaeya knows how to play both sides—he can work within the system, but he’s never above bending the rules. He might even use his position to monitor your movements, subtly influencing the Knights’ patrols to ensure you’re never out of his sight for long. The other Knights may see him as a bit of a loose cannon, but they respect his skill, and he knows how to use that respect to his advantage. Nobody’s going to question Kaeya’s actions too closely, and that gives him all the freedom he needs to keep you close.

Yandere Diluc

❥ Diluc’s the kind of guy who feels like he has to protect everything he cares about—and when it comes to you, that instinct becomes overwhelmingly intense. He’ll want to shield you from every danger, but his version of “safety” means keeping you right under his watch. His love isn’t just protective; it’s possessive as hell. He doesn’t just want you safe; he wants you with him, always. And if you resist? He’s not above using his influence to make sure you’ve got nowhere else to go.

❥ As Mondstadt’s Darknight Hero, he’s used to working in the shadows, handling the city’s threats without anyone knowing. If you’re ever in danger, he’ll be the first one there, taking down threats with a quiet, ruthless efficiency. And the thing is? He likes that you don’t fully know what he’s capable of. It keeps you vulnerable, reliant on him, needing him to protect you. When he’s got you in his grasp, he won’t let go. Ever.

❥ Dawn Winery is his sanctuary, his fortress, and he’ll make damn sure it feels like a safe haven for you too—though maybe a bit too safe. He’ll ensure you’re comfortable, but there’s always a subtle pressure to stay within those walls. He wants you at the winery, close to him, where he can keep an eye on you. He’ll go so far as to make it seem like outside threats are too dangerous for you to handle alone. Dawn Winery becomes more than just a home; it’s a gilded cage.

❥ That brotherly relationship with Kaeya is complicated as hell, and the animosity between them adds a dark edge to Diluc’s possessiveness. If Kaeya even so much as looks your way, Diluc’s eyes turn cold, and he’ll waste no time reminding his brother that you’re his. There’s a deep-seated need to outshine Kaeya, to prove that he’s the one who deserves your loyalty and attention. If Kaeya tries to get close to you, Diluc won’t hesitate to confront him, warning him with that fiery intensity to back the hell off.

❥ Diluc’s got this obsessive side that won’t let him rest until he’s sure you’re safe and alone with him. He’ll check in on you, even if you’re out of sight for just a moment, tracking every move you make to make sure no one else has a claim on you. His attention to detail borders on terrifying, and nothing slips by him. He’s practically everywhere, and you start to feel like you’re always being watched.

[kikyan]

Leftovers

Cw: Yandere, Non-Con/Dub-Con, Spanking, Dumbification, Degrading, Sadism, Fingering, Oral (giving and it's forced), Trey forces you to call him big brother, Nasty, Spitting, Picture-Taking, etc. .. . (please let me know if I missed anything!) 

Fandom: Twisted Wonderland 

Character: Trey Clover X GN! Reader

Word Count: 5.2K

A/N: This is an attempt to explore darker kinks and darker content than I usually write! The tags are listed above, so if this makes you uncomfortable, please skip them! I promise not all my content is like this but I just want to show that I CAN write nasty horny and fucked up shit like this, okay thank you enjoy!!  :3 

The cries of a child echoed through the small meadow and the rapid steps of another, to the source of the crying. 

“Gosh, it’s not like you fell that hard!” 

There in the meadow, were three children. One child had [color] and was sitting in the meadow, bawling their eyes out. Their knees were exposed, scraped, and bleeding. A child with short purple hair, all different shades, and choppy bangs. He was standing in the middle of the meadow; his eyes were staring at the crying child with annoyance. The last kid had short green hair, ruffled at the top, and wore glasses. He crouched down to the crying child shushing them in a soft caring tone. 

“There [Reader], it’s okay. Here, let me help you up.” 

“O-Ok. . .”

[Reader] took the hand, stifling their cries with sniffles and hiccups. 

“It’s what you get for being clumsy, we told you not to run down the meadow, stupid.” 

“Chenya! You’re not helping. Don’t listen to him, [Reader]. Let's get you cleaned up when we get to my house.” 

“Thank you. . .Trey.” 

“Of course, [Reader]. I’m always here for you. . .” 

Chenya rolled his eyes and continued walking, 

“Ugh, Trey is in love~! Whatever, I will leave you two if you don’t hurry up.” 

Trey’s ears turned bright red and so did his cheeks, 

“N-No I am not! I’m just a good friend, unlike you.” 

He huffed out that last comment and turned to face [Reader]. His thumb went to the corner of their eyes, and he wiped their remaining tears. 

“There, ready to head out?” 

[Reader] nodded, they smiled and took his hand in theirs. 

“Thank you, Trey.” 

All three continued to their friend's house, Riddle Rosenhearts. Chenya walked ahead leaving Trey and [Reader] alone, hand in hand. Later that day, after playing with their friend, Chenya bid Trey and [Reader] a good night. Before leaving, he stuck out his tongue at [Reader] who returned the favor. 

“You two, stop fighting. Anyways, see you tomorrow, Chenya.” 

“Night Trey, night [Reader]. Don’t fall in your dreams either, [Reader].” 

“Oh, shut up!” 

Chenya left shortly after his small encounter, leaving Trey and [Reader] alone. Trey adverted his gaze and from the corner of his eye, saw [Reader] looking intensely at Chenya.

“[Reader], let’s go back to my house.” 

“What for?” 

“We still haven’t cleaned your wounds yet, remember?” 

A scab had already formed on their knee, but he was right. They couldn’t disinfect it and after hearing Riddle’s talk about it getting infected and Chenya’s teasing about having to cut their leg off, [Reader] didn’t want to take any chances. 

“Oh okay, let’s go!” 

Trey led them to his home and his mother greeted them at the door, they had noticed the wounds and expressed concern, 

“Oh dear, here sit on the couch and I’ll be right back with the first aid kit.” 

[Reader] did as they were told, and Trey’s mother returned shortly after with the kit. They grabbed the rubbing alcohol and cotton pads to disinfect. 

“This might sting, Trey, hold their hand.” 

Trey did that exactly and his mother applied alcohol, cleaning the wound. Once the pad made contact with their skin, [Reader] let out a hiss, and tears welled in their eyes. Trey quickly took notice and wiped them away with his free hand while squeezing the hand they were holding. 

“There, all done.” 

His mom said and made sure the band-aid was placed correctly with no lumps. 

“You did good [Reader]. Trey, you’ve been looking after them, right?” 

“Of course I have!” 

“That’s good, would you like to stay for dinner, [Reader]?” 

“Yes please!” 

His family had gathered around the table to have dinner with [Reader]. After dinner, Trey, [Reader], and his siblings played for a while before getting ready for bed. Trey’s mother had called [Reader’s] parents and asked them if it was alright for them to spend the night at their house, which they agreed was fine. Since it was short notice, they couldn’t prepare a spare bed but were quick to accommodate.

“[Reader], do you mind sleeping in Trey’s bed?”

[Reader] shook their head. They did not mind sleeping in his bed, much less sharing it.

“W-well where would I sleep?”

Trey had turned to ask his mom who gave him a confused look.

“In your bed as well, Trey. Do you mind sharing a bed with [Reader]?”

Trey’s cheeks flushed pink, but he knew it was nothing different than sharing a bed with his siblings or friends, so he quickly got over his embarrassment.

“Then it’s settled, that is of course if it’s okay with you, [Reader]?”

“Of course! I don’t mind sleeping with Trey!” 

Sleeping arrangements were finalized and the couple tucked both kids in, bidding them a pleasant night. [Reader] was sleeping on one side of the bed and Trey on the other, reminiscing about their day.

“I had so much fun today, Trey! I can’t wait to play with Riddle and Chenya again tomorrow! Even if he is a little mean. . .”

Trey’s expression softened at them and he turned his body sideways to face them.

“I’m excited to play with everyone again tomorrow but you know  it’s not nice to fight with others, [Reader].”

“He started it! I didn’t do anything, Chenya is just a big old mean bully!”

[Reader] huffed in frustration, thinking back to the boy with the smug grin and his witty comments. Trey merely laughed at their cute, annoyed expression,

“Alright, if Chenya is a bully to you tomorrow I will say something but don’t fight with him anymore, okay?”

With a heavy sigh, [Reader] agreed.

“You’re very nice to me Trey, that’s why I love you a lot! Unlike Chenya, so that’s why I love spending time with you.”

Trey’s eyes widened at the confession and his cheeks flushed, staring at them in awe.

“Y-you love me. . .?”

“Of course, I do! You’re like my older brother, you’re nice and take care of me.”

Trey’s expression fell for a second before he chuckled and placed his hand on their head, ruffling their hair.

“I love you too, [Reader]. You’re like a younger sibling to me too. . .”

With that, the two fell asleep into a deep slumber where his parents would come to find them holding hands in their sleep.

~~

Following the years to come, Trey and [Reader] had remained as close as can be. Both attended the same middle school and frequently had sleepovers, playdates, and events together. Everything was the same even when Trey and [Reader] got the letter of acceptance from Night Raven College. Both were excited to attend NRC and even more excited when they were both assigned to the same dorm, Heartslaybul. It was the beginning of their high school life, but there was only one problem. Cater Diamond. During their time at NRC, they met Cater Diamond who became best friends with them. Trey thought he was an interesting fellow who certainly was hiding something, but [Reader] was different. Instead, they were enamored with him. Cater was the responsible upperclassman who wasn’t afraid to loosen up a bit. It had been a small crush that wasn’t noticeable to the naked eye, but someone like Trey who had practically lived with [Reader] all their life knew something was off. [Reader]’s crush was harmless because he knew Cater wouldn’t like them romantically. It still hurt to see [Reader] love him after all these years. It was okay though because Cater would never love them. . or so he thought. 

They were in their third year and  discussing the internships that they would be undergoing during their fourth year, 

“So what did you pick Cater?” 

“Nothing yet, I’m not sure what to do and now I’m even more confused after hearing everyone else. I guess everyone has their life planned out. . .”  

Trey nodded but the two remained silent. The silence was cut short when Cater spoke up, 

“I wonder what [Reader] is going to do. Maybe I’ll go to the one they pick, who knows.” 

Trey perked up at the comment, 

“Oh, why do you say that?” 

Cater lazily turned to look at Trey and gave out a sigh, 

“I know you’re very close to them Trey, but do me a favor. Don’t tell them what I’m going to tell you but I care for them. I think I like them.” 

Trey’s breath hitched, 

“O-oh really? What makes you say that. . .Cater?” 

“They’re always near me and while that can be a bore to some it’s nice to know that there's someone in my corner. They’re honest and they’re not trying to suck up to me because they voice their feelings and aren’t afraid to call me out. I don’t need to keep up appearances or a persona with them. I can be genuine and I like that.” 

Trey kept a stoic face, then awkwardly smiled. Hands scratching behind his head, 

“I see. . .your secret is safe with me Cater. I will say this much, I’ve grown up with [Reader] and I swear if you hurt them-” 

“I won’t. I would never dream of it and I certainly wouldn’t want to incur your wrath, Trey. So scary!” 

Cater made a face before the two shared a small laugh. If only Cater knew that Trey wasn’t joking and was plotting against him at the very moment. 

~ 

Trey aimed to prevent [Reader] and Cater from being alone. Cater wouldn’t confess his feelings towards [Reader] if others were looking. Despite being flashy and always posting, Cater valued his privacy. Right now [Reader] was missing but Trey was certain where to find them. Cater had his music club right about now and knowing [Reader], they were probably in the clubroom with him. Trey made it to the room only to see Lilia and Kalim talking. 

“Trey!” 

“Oh, good afternoon Trey. Are you looking for Cater?” 

“Kalim, Lilia, you could say that. Is Cater around? Looks like Riddle wants us back to dorm stat.” 

A white lie, that was all. 

“Oh, well you’re just in luck! They’re already heading back to the dorms!” 

Kalim voiced, making Trey question his verbiage. 

“They?” 

“Oh! [Reader] was here too, they both just left. They looked happy and were chatting about something.” 

Lilia clarified for Trey. 

Kalim smiled and turned to Trey, 

“I’m so happy for Cater. Make sure to say congratulations Trey!” 

“Congratulations. . .?” 

Lilia sighed, 

“Kalim, not yet. He hasn’t asked!” 

Trey felt a sigh of relief wave over him, but he had to intervene one way or another. 

“ Oh, I see! Sorry, but I must get going before Riddle has my head. See you guys around.” 

Trey bid his farewells and walked back to the hall of mirrors, Kalim and Lilia both bid him a farewell. At this point, Trey was running, if they had just left then they might still be at the hall of mirrors that was filled with students returning from their clubs like them. If that was the case, there was still time! Once he got to the hall of mirrors, he panicked as they were nowhere to be seen. He immediately rushed to his dorm and thought, if Cater were to confess, where would he go? Luckily he didn’t need to rack his brain for long, as Ace and Deuce were lounging about. 

“Ace, Deuce! Sorry, but have you guys seen Cater? I need to speak to him.” 

“Oh, hey Trey! Yeah, we saw him not too long ago. He was talking to [Reader] and they were heading to the dorm rooms. They left the lounge area like about. . .3 minutes ago?” 

Deuce answered his question, but his response did not soothe Trey.

“I see, well thanks! I’ll be heading out now, if you see him or [Reader], could you shoot me a text?” 

“Yeah, we got it.” 

Ace and Deuce nodded, turning back to what they were doing initially. Trey began to head to the dorm rooms and once he reached their area, he saw Cater and [Reader] standing in front of Cater’s dorm room. 

“I recommend checking out this artist, all their music is super good and I’ve been trying to get Lilia and Kalim to do something similar with me but it’s no use. Those two just don’t get it.” 

Cater sighed and held a face of disappointment, but perked up when he heard [Reader] chuckle. 

“Well, Lilia likes metal and wants to add screams to everything and Kalim just loves music that he wants to add every kind of beat and instrument. I’m sure you guys could make your own version, but I’ll check out their music!” 

Cater smiled and turned to them, 

“[Reader] I-”

“Cater! There you are, I’ve been looking all over for you.” 

Trey arrived at the right time, cutting Cater off and from making a mistake. 

“Oh, Trey. . how can I help? 

Cater’s gentle smile that for [Reader] turned forced and strained, like a ‘hey can’t you see I’m doing something, the hell do you need’. Cater had told Trey his plans to confess soon, but he figured he would be able to read the room to see what he was planning on doing. 

“Hey, [Reader]. . .sorry Cater I didn’t want to bother you but Riddle wants to speak to you. Says it’s an emergency.” 

At the mention of their housewarden, Cater sighed and gave an anxious smile. 

“Well, if Riddle wants to speak to me who am I to say no? Sorry, [Reader] but I’ll catch up with you later, okay?” 

“Mhm, I’ll be waiting Cater!” 

Cater waved them goodbye and turned to walk towards Riddle’s dorm room. The moment Cater was out of sight, Trey turned to [Reader]. 

“Are you going back to your room? I can walk you.” 

“Oh, yes I was, and sure, I’ll take you up on it.” 

Trey walked [Reader] to their room and made light conversation on the way. Once they arrived, [Reader] thanked Trey and then asked for help on a subject. 

“You want me to tutor you?” 

“Yes, please! If Riddle were to see my last potion’s exam score he would surely have my head! Professor Crewel is letting me retake it and I can go in on Friday, but I need help!” 

Trey thought back to all the time he spent tutoring [Reader] and hanging out with them after school, how could he say no? 

“Alright, let’s see what we’re working with. I’ll help. Let’s go to my room though, I think I have some old workbooks in there.” 

“Thank you, Trey! I’ll make it up to you!” 

[Reader] went inside their room to collect their materials and then headed over with Trey to his dorm room. He invited them in and sat on a desk chair while he walked around to find his study materials. Curiosity got the better of him despite already knowing the answer, 

“So, what did Cater want to talk to you about? You guys seemed. . .close.” 

“O-oh, nothing important. Just some club stuff, they’re planning on performing at a school event but aren’t sure what to play so he just wanted a second opinion.” 

“I see. . Well here are the books. What do you say we get to studying?” 

After a while, 48 minutes to be exact, [Reader] was still struggling. 

“So, when these two mix they don’t cause a reaction?” 

“No, because if you see here in this example-” 

After explaining it for a minute, [Reader] still looked at Trey in confusion, who just sighed a their expression. 

“Okay, we can review again. I don’t want to overwhelm you with information when it seems you’re deep in thought. Anything you want to talk about it?” 

Trey offered an ear to what he assumed was a problem. 

“Hey Trey, can I be honest?” 

“ Of course, what’s on your mind?” 

“Well. . .I’ve had a crush on Cater for a while and sometimes, I feel like he knows or feels the same way. He sometimes says things where they could be meant for friends but they linger in my thoughts and I think maybe he likes me. He’s your best friend, has he ever mentioned anything about me?” 

“Well-” 

Trey tried to respond but was cut off by [Reader].

“It's just, I like Cater. I think he’s an amazing person who listens to others around him and he is always there to help! He is super easy to talk to and wants to make the most of his school life you know? He is like a safe space where I can talk about things I feel embarrassed to confess to another, I know that deep down he won’t open up as fast as another and he’s hiding behind something. Some might think it’s annoying, being friends for three years but still not knowing how the other truly feels or thinks. I trust Cater will open up when he wants, and I’m okay with that. I want to support him like he supports me. Sometimes I feel like, I found my soulmate here!”

Trey adverted his eyes and his once expressive face turned stoic. He was angry and tired, 

“Shut the fuck up.”

“W-what?” 

“I said, shut the fuck up! I’m tired of listening to you talk endlessly about Cater and how much you love him. It’s pathetic, you fell in love with someone who probably doesn’t know what they want or who they are. This whole time I. . .I’ve been here. I love you, [Reader]. What does Cater have that I don’t have?” 

[Reader] stared at Trey with wide eyes and swallowed thickly. 

“T-Trey. . .it’s not that Cater has something that you lack. It’s more like. . .oh how do I explain this, Trey, I don’t like you like that. To me, you’re more of an older brother, y’know? Someone I can depend on and ask for help; I don’t see you as a romantic partner.” 

Trey just stared at [Reader] with serious eyes. His expression was stoic and gave off an eerie vibe. [Reader] adverted their gaze from his eyes, but what’s done is done. [Reader] was honest with their feelings and though it was awkward, they were sure that with time they could get back to what they had originally. 

“Listen Trey, I’m sorry but I also didn’t want you to think differently, okay? I’ll go ahead and leave, feel free to reach out if you want.” 

With that, [Reader] made their way to the door to his room. Trey remained silent but slowly moved his body to face [Reader’s]. He reached out and right before [Reader] opened the door, he slammed their head into the door. They were knocked out briefly, turning to look at Trey with fear written on their face.

“Trey. . .w-what are you. .?”

“I’m like an older brother, right? Well then, it’s my job to protect and prepare you for the real world ahead.”

Trey’s hands went to their neck, and they wrapped around tightly. Their back was still against his chest while their hands were trying to pry off his solid grip from their throat.

“T-Trey. . h-hurts-!?”

He led them to the bed, where he threw them without any remorse and immediately crawled above them. Now [Reader] was lying on the bed, his grip returning to their throat with his legs in between theirs. With their legs spread, his hands traveled to their crotch and began to touch, trailing his finger up and down. He leaned into their neck and his lips got closer to their ear.

“Does it feel good? Do you want more? Do you want you ‘big brother’ to make you feel good?”

His tone was condescending and playful, no doubt he took pleasure in causing them fear. [Reader] shook their head at his suggestion, but his hands were already wandering and slipped inside their bottoms. His fingers found themselves inside, touching their sex and rubbing their sensitive bits.

“No? You seem like you want it. . .you seem aroused.”

[Reader] squirmed at the feeling of his hot breath on their ear but also at the feeling of his fingers playing with their sex.

“T-Trey. . .stop! I don’t w-want this. . .”

“Are you sure?”

He let out a light scoff, staring at their struggling form. He continued touching them but also tightened his grip on their neck. [Reader] was desperately flinging their arms around to try to hit him or make him loosen his grip, but to no avail. Trey was relentless.

“Look, can you feel my finger inside you?”

Trey’s finger pumped in and out of their hole, reaching deeper and deeper with each thrust. He struggled to thrust at a consistent speed as their hole clenched around his finger, no doubt trying to stop it from entering.

“You should really try to loosen up, [Reader]. It’ll hurt less, after all, ‘big brother’ doesn’t want to see you in so much pain.”

“T-trey get off me-!”

[Reader] yelled out, their hands slapping his face and arms to get him to release his hold. Trey did not show any remorse or intent on letting go, but he did. He let go of their neck and sex, before grabbing their face and shoving his fingers in their mouth. He made sure to reach the back of their throat to make them gag. After a while, his hand returned to their throat.  Trey’s hands went to his own pants, and he undid the buttons and zipper. His hands reached into boxers, pulling out his cock. With the same hand, he gave it a couple pumps and smeared the pre-cum around the tip.

“You should really shut the fuck up, [Reader].”

Both hands returned to their face, thumbs prying their mouth open before he scooted closer to them, sitting on their chest. He made sure his crotch was near their face and his cock close to their mouth.

“I don’t think I have to warn you on what’ll happen if you bite, right?”

He glared down at them before shoving his whole dick inside. His hold on their head never loosened, but rather got tighter which was also helping with prying their mouth open. Trey didn’t have to worry about [Reader] biting, his grip had made it impossible for them to even attempt to close their mouth.

“A-ah. . .f-fuck! Your mouth feels so g-good. . .God, imagine how your insides would feel.”

Trey held no remorse; he thrusted inside their mouth at a brutal fast paced and hitting the back of their throat. Their tongue was unintentionally licking the vein running down the side of his dick and their throat was watering up, lubricating it as well. Drool ran down the sides of their mouth and their hands at this pelvis area trying to push him out of their mouth, but how could they when his whole-body weight was on them.

“I’m fucking close, gonna cum in your mouth. Don’t you want big brother’s milk inside of your mouth, huh [Reader]?”

Grunts and soft light moans left his mouth as he continued to thrust. Tears welled in [Reader]’s eyes and their hands bawled into fists, hitting his pelvic area.

“F-fuck c-coming-!”

Trey hit the back of their throat, spilling his cum inside. He pulled out to see the line of drool connecting their mouth and his dick, but also the cum that was spilling from the sides of their mouth. The sides of their mouth and cheeks were turning red, no doubt bruising from how hard he was gripping.

“God, just look at how hot you look. Cater doesn’t deserve to see this. . .only I get to see you like this.”

There was a flash that awoke [Reader] from their state of shock. Turning to see Trey grinning while holding their phone.

“Say cheese~”

He tossed his phone to the side and his hand went to their face, gripping their cheeks together and puckering their lips out. He gave their lips a kiss, even as far as opening their mouth and sticking his tongue inside. His tongue went over their tongue, licking up his own cum and their saliva. While he was making out with them, his free hand went back to their bottoms and tired prying them off. Removing their bottoms and undergarments, revealing only their naked bottom half and exposed sex.

Releasing them from the kiss,

“I would love to see your face as I fuck you, but I think for today, I’m fine without seeing it. Besides, your big brother has plenty of time to see your fucked out face. Now, let’s get you on all fours, [Reader].”

His tone was that of the Trey everyone knows, kind and gentle, but his words were laced with venom and ill intention.

“W-what n-no, let me go Trey!”

[Reader] scrambled to find an opening, anything to get them out of his grip. They began to crawl towards the edge of the bed, but Trey was quick to grab their torso and drag them back to the center. His hands went underneath and propped them up, head down ass up. His hands were digging into their hips, and he leaned to give their back small light kisses.

“Can’t you see how good ‘big brother’ has treated you all this time? How nice he’s been?”

“Trey! S-Stop this, w-why are you acting like this! Fuck, I just d-don’t like you like that-ha!”

‘SMACK’

Trey had smacked their ass cheek and visible irritation was starting to form.

“Don’t make me gag you, I want to hear you after all.”

Another smack was heard. Trey alternated sides, but still smacked their ass. A light sob could be heard from [Reader] with light moans and groans from the pain slipped out. Trey stopped for a moment, [Reader] momentarily thought he may have been done before feeling a painful stretch.

“Fuck. . .you’re fucking tight.”

“F-fuck!?”

[Reader] let out a pained curse and tried to regain their breath. Trey started off with a light thrust before increasing his speed. He was stretching their hole and fucking them at a brutal pace with no regard for their feelings. [Reader] had yet to adjust to his length and was clutching the sheets in his bed for some sort of distraction and relief. As he was thrusting into them, he was also spanking them as well, causing twice the pain.

“Ha, you think I like being the nice guy, huh [Reader]?”

They leaned their head towards the pillows on the bed to try to get relief, focusing on his words instead of his actions.

“F-fuck, h-ha. . .think I like being the one everyone looks up to? They’re so annoying, always fucking complaining about every little fucking thing. Cater, don’t get me started on him!”

‘SMACK’

“How did he ever get your fucking love? He’s always lying and adapting to everyone because he doesn’t even know who he is. He’s so fucking two faced, but what have I done? I’ve taken care of you and looked after you. When you had a problem who solved it? Huh, [Reader]!?”

‘SMACK’

When Trey did not hear a response, he spanked [Reader] harder and inched his hand closer to their neck, adding light pressure as a warning.

“I fucking said, who solved it!?”

“Y-you, Trey. . .”

“Yeah? Me? Just Trey? Ha. . .or was it your ‘big brother Trey’? Say it, bitch.”

“Y-you, ngh-! I-it was you, b-big brother Trey-ha fuck!”

‘SMACK’

“That’s right, it was me. . .’big brother Trey’. Want ‘big brother Trey’ to make you feel better, [Reader]? I’m only using you as my toy, my cumslut but I know you want to feel good too huh. . ?”

Whines and soft moans left [Reader’s] mouth as they adjusted to his length. His pace had slowed down a bit but was constant, hitting all the right places and angles.

“Y-yes. . .”

“Yes, what?”

They felt so disgusting and dirty having to say what he wanted them to say, but if they complied with him would he let them go?

“Y-yes, ‘big brother Trey’ m-make me f-feel g-good. . .”

Trey scoffed at them and let out a laugh,

“Did I break you already? No matter, sure, “big brother Trey” will make you feel so good [Reader]. . .”

Trey began to thrust deeper and harder into them, he had arranged the position of his hands for one to hold their neck in place and the other free hand wandering to their genitilia. Trey began to rub slowly; unlike the first time he touched them. Stroking and rubbing slowly, creating a slow pace but one that pleasure their most sensitive points the best. After the pain subsided, [Reader] began to feel pleasure, which did not go unnoticed by Trey. He quickens the pace in with his fingers, rubbing, stroking, and pinching their sex.

“You’re twitching. . .are you going to come, [Reader]?”

His tone was still condescending and filled with fake worry.

[Reader] nodded but whimpered when his grip tightened on their neck.

“Y-yes “b-big brother T-Trey’, c-coming!”

As they said that, they came, but Trey did not come.

“G-good, did that feel good? See how good ‘big brother Trey’ can make you feel?”

[Reader] nodded, they thought this was the end until Trey continued to thrust inside them still.

“W-wait-”

“I didn’t come yet, [Reader]. Don’t you want ‘big brother Trey to come inside you? To fill your insides up?”

Seeing as they already came, Trey removed his hand from their sex but neck, but positioned his hand back at their hip, with his free hand holding his phone  and recording.

“Come on, say it, say you want ‘big brother Trey’ to fill your insides~”

Trey’s phone was pointed at [Reader’s] back, but also managed to get his cock mercilessly pounding into [Reader]. Their moans filled the room as well as the sound of flesh hitting each other. Overstimulated from their first release,

“W-want ‘b-big brother Trey t-to fill my insides, to c-come inside f-fuck! Ha! F-feel s-so good. . .”

With that, Trey gave one last final thrust before coming inside them. His cum filling them up and leaking from their plugged hole. He pulled out and angled his phone’s camera to their lower half, taping their exposed body and their cum filled hole. He stopped filming and leaned over their shoulder,

“Do you still consider me like your big brother, eh [Reader]?”

~~

Cater was scrolling through Magicam tirelessly but then he got a message from Trey.

Trey: Hey Cater, are you hungry? Looks like I have some leftovers you can have.

Cater pondered for a bit, what could Trey possibly have made or ordered, but he stopped when he saw a video attached to another message.

“A video. . ?’

Cater clicked on it, curious at what the video was about since the surrounding background was dark in the video.

“Come on, say it, say you want ‘big brother Trey’ to fill your insides~”

[harmonysanreads]

hi! if this interests you in any way, yan xiao and yan scara with s/o who's naturally kind to everyone, not only them? would they want to hoard their s/o's sunshine to themselves only, would they go through unholy lengths to keep them away from others so they're kind only to them? kind of :)

Hiii! I think we all can agree that these two would adore a kind s/o, in fact, your kindness will accelerate their yandere tendencies. Xiao and Scaramouche are similar yet vastly different in their approach and intentions to such a situation.

Scaramouche would 100% hoard your kindness, monopolizing it thereafter. His methodology merely varies depending on the most prominent periods of his existence.

Kabukimono, who's an infant to every little wonder of this world, takes just a little while to grasp the warmth of your glow. When he does, he understands its necessity to him by comparing it to the air that humans so desperately need to survive. Kabukimono tries to give you the benefit of the doubt for a while, too, but much like a child, he'll quickly become pouty when he sees you showering others in the same kindness. What, was it wrong for him to think himself a little special? He'll probably just follow you around like a duckling (not that he already doesn't everyday) and stare blankly at the person til they get uncomfortable and leave. Should you raise a brow at him—ah no, you can't. After all, he's just an innocent puppet who can barely comb his own hair, he's still new to all this. So, you have no other choice but to take the liberty of teaching him, digging your own grave.

Kunikuzushi is far more expressive and desperate, this is where his protective nature starts to dominate. The world is cruel and ugly, the humans you're so carelessly allowing to take advantage of you? They'll all crush you, extinguish your light. He cannot allow those vermins to greedily take all your attention. Kunikuzushi is also reckless, you try to understand him even when its apparent something is terribly wrong with him but does it affect anything? Yes, it merely strengthens his belief that you should be protected from the filth of the world.

The Balladeer, oh, is he smitten (all his incarnations are but that's besides the point). But unlike his younger selves he has all the means and an equally uncaring mindset for others necessary to actually take action. When he's certain that your kindness isn't just a fad, he's not allowing anyone else to bask in its glow. He's the most unhesitant to do so and you have no choice but to follow along his whims, burdened by your own kindness that deters you from even blaming him.

For Wanderer, it'd take more time than Kabukimono to develop that sort of jealously. Having just recovered his past memories, he's a little overwhelmed, if not confused with his next course of action. At the same time, he's trying to be better. So, letting another person have that kind of grasp on him again will result in prolonged inner debates. He appreciates your kindness albeit, he can't help but wonder if you would still smile at him the same had you known of his past crimes. The anemo vision might've become Wanderer's heart but he still lacks a will to live and if you were to become that will? It's not a stretch to say he wouldn't try to keep all your attention on him and boy does he succeed. All those centuries of trial and error has taught him much and it's finally time to put that experience to good use.

Xiao on the other hand takes much, much more time, not.. necessarily or soley to develop that envy but the awareness of what on Teyvat he's actually doing. The intricacies of human emotions fly over Xiao's head, the only thing he cares to understand is that he likes it when you go out of your way to nurse his wounds despite his protests and pushes, when you greet him and ask how his day went (to which he always answers the same) or as you routinely bring him almond tofu despite his insistence that you needn't do so every single day. He isn't exactly surprised when he sees you treating others similarly, he might even consider himself the lucky one for having the blessing of your warmth. The only instance I see him, technically, hoarding your benevolence is if the people around you meant you harm. Xiao would then simply dispose of them but when that doesn't work anymore? Although it might take immense amount of contemplation and an equally strong push, until Xiao has no choice but to arrange his Adepti realm for a proper stay.

[colddelusionsheep]

I am watching a play through of the resident evil 4 remake, and all I can say is that Leon is just perfect yandere material.

He would be a Knight in shining armor to you. Just imagine how protective he would be after everything he has been through.

I feel like with all his quick one liners he would have so many cute nicknames for you. His favorite would be princess/prince.

And maybe him being infected would just worsen his tendencies. Maybe that want to worship would translate to you. With how dangerous he knows the world is, you can't blame him for wanting to lock up his goddess/god.

He will be the dragon guarding his sweet princess/prince in the tower, and no matter how you try you will never be able to climb down.

Here is where it gets spicy, so be warned( noncon/dubcon, overstimulation, oral, fingering, and bondage)

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And just think about how needy he would be. Your body would be the perfect reward for him. So just lay down and let him collect his reward.

He would be so sweet about it. He wants you to feel just as good as you make him feel. How he would worship you, and you know that man has stamina. Leon could go for hours without stopping. No matter how much you may beg for a break, this man is on a mission to see how many times he can get you to come undone with his fingers alone.

You may think that he would be satisfied with that, but no. This man still needs to eat. His favorite place would be between your thighs. How he loves to hear you moan. The second you moan his name he would cum. Leon wouldn't stop then though. He needs to pay you back for making him feel so good ten fold.

I also have no doubt that this man would love to tie you up. You always would wiggle and try to escape. So you have to see why he has no choice but to strap your legs down and bind your hands to the headboard. How else could he worship you correctly?

He just would be such a good yandere.

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I really didn't mean for it to get so....spicy but I just couldn't get it out of my head. I am also getting more comfortable with smut so feel free to send in requests of that type and I will try to get to them in a timely manner.

[yanderepalace]

Could I request some Korekiyo Shinguji (from DRV3) headcanons, if you're free? ty! <33

Yandere!Korekiyo General headcanons

warnings: stalking, manipulation

a/n: this is extremely late but hope you enjoy!

Korekiyo, first appeared unassuming. Charming, polite, articulate, what could you have possibly expected?

You were a fascinating specimen in his eyes, someone he could just watch for hours.

Soon as his fixation on you increased, he began to insert himself in your life more and more. He’d appear out of nowhere during private conversations to offer his opinion.

As well, he began to give you very extravagant gifts, expensive ancient artifacts, priceless delicate jewelry he insisted you wear immediately.

Wherever you went, Korekiyo was there to offer his “guidance”, Influencing any decision you make. He’d always seem to know exactly where you are at any given time.

Korekiyo has a private notebook dedicated to you, your interests, history, medical records, every interaction you’ve ever had with him, documented verbatim, including detailed drawings of you.

Korekiyo had build a shrine of your “artifacts”. He’s very meticulous with the things he collects, such as a strand of your hair stored in a locket, handwritten notes, even your favorite book that went missing. He took great pleasure in keeping your shrine clean as can be and arranged the items in his correct order every morning.

The more you hung around Korekiyo, the more his mask slipped, he’d occasionally let slip unsolicited facts about you slip out that he had no way of possibly knowing.

While he kept his calm and collected persona around others, while alone with you he grew possessive. He would try to convince you with his articulate words giving you an unwanted lecture to stay away from the others, giving you reasons they were no good.

Behind his composed demeanor you soon began to realize the intensity that lay beneath. The weight of his gaze as it followed you, studying you, anticipating your every move always one step ahead of any possible attempt to get away from him.

The more you resisted, Korekiyo’s behavior became subtly more erratic. You could feel his palpable animosity filling the room whenever you would ignore him for someone else.

When he finally got you attention, he would press you for details about your interactions with anyone else.

He always had a way for talking your ear off about various interesting cultural topics and ancient traditions, but over time you noticed them taking a darker, more sinister nuance. He’d explain in great detail about beliefs of ancient human sacrifice and rituals of eternal union with such an undertone in his voice that made unsettled you.

To outsiders, Korekiyo maintained his charming facade, skillfully hiding the depth of his depravity. It was only in private where you would experience the true depth of his limerance and suffocating possession.

[yandere-paramour]

What of a darling who ONLY wears skirts and dresses and on occasion shorts no trousers. Darlings perferd length if mid thigh since they have them 😞 (mini skirts just never work rude 😒), but yeah, even in winter with tights ofc just very feminine but also just causal but in a skirt girl way? Like the only time darling is wearing trousers in the house when they need to lounge about/pj's it doesn't matter if they need to just run to the store real quick they will throw on a skirt.

Do the yans ever get possessive and feel idk like "better than most" or "respected" ah I can't get my words right, but idk darlings body is sacred, I guess.

Darling's body is absolutely sacred and should be respected!

Vivien says you can wear whatever you want because he can fight. And he loves your skirts, he thinks you look so pretty! Sometimes when you're not there, he tries on your skirts just to see what all the fuss is about.

Atalanta loves to spoil you, she loves to see you be yourself! She would buy you only the best quality skirts and tops to match it, you would look absolutely beautiful! Just be sure to wear tights or something, she doesn't want you to catch a cold.

Noelle would never restrict you if you wanted to wear skirts on the rare occasions you go out. She wears skirts herself, you both can wear skirts together.

[hana-no-seiiki]

Menace! Reader who keeps using the batfam’s real names during patrols/fights.

Menace! Reader who doesn’t take patrol/fights or most heists seriously at all. They have numerous plans already prepared for the case that they lose or get bodied which is all the time. But they always escape even if the boys don’t purposely let them off

Bruce will say it’s cause Menace! Reader knows and won’t hesitate to expose their true identities to the world. Which is true, but Menace! Reader thinks he’s being too dramatic.

I mean it’s not like they have an entire document detailing the atrocities Batman could have prevented if he didn’t have that stupid no-kill rule. The lives and people that has been lost to Joker. Detailing each one of them so they won’t end up as just a number under that monster’s belt.

Menace! Reader who’s always, always there for everyone of the Batfam’s members if they’re needed. Ever since Jason’s death, they made sure to keep tabs on every one of Batman’s kids.

Menace! Reader who hides how much they care, how deathly afraid they are of losing anyone in that family, Robin or not.

Yandere! Batfamily who knows of all of this and would die before anyone ever hurts you.

[yoru-no-seiiki]

tagging @onyanjune and @h0ly-l3mb for giving me the idea/motivation to do this lol

link to original post here

tw/cw: MDNI or you WILL be blocked, DDDNE, (skip for spoilers) yandere! reader, mentioned non/dub con, mentioned filming of said non/dubcon.

yan! cool kid has two siblings, your upperclassman and underclassman respectively. and it hella irritates him how close you are to the two.

ofc yan! reader’s intentions have and will always be depraved yearning. they only befriended the pair for the sake of “getting close to the in-laws.” after all you wouldn’t be a good future spouse if you weren’t somewhat involved in the family side of things.

but your tunnel vision sort of . . . backfired.

“quite a bunch of lunches you’re packing.” he mumbled, raising his head from his arms after a thorough nap through class. he had already studied everything that subject had to offer and thoroughly memorized it thanks to his notes that were covered in photos of you.

“oh these? these aren’t just for me, silly.” you answered. he already knew what you were planning, and you already knew that he knew, but keeping this façade of normalcy was a game you two liked to play, “you haven’t been bringing food to school recently i’ve noticed. so i made some more to share.”

“just one?”

you blinked at him, confused. laughing after you realize where his eyes were focused on. you explain that the rest will be going to his siblings, since you thought it may be a household / financial problem.

soon after that you took off, trying your best to hide the giddy feeling in your body threatening to spill unto your facial expressions.

yan! cool kid stares at his brand new lunch and wonders if you also cut out heart shaped potato for their curries, planning out ways to torture yan! loser later

yan! loser who’s yan! cool kid’s younger brother. they look so different, their demeanors even further apart. the only way you knew they were related was cause you stalked the latter on his way back home and almost killed the former before you found out.

you dropped by his class with a smile. his classmates staring at you with wide eyes as those in higher levels rarely ever go to this section of school.

“i hope you don’t mind, but i made lunch for you. is that okay?”

“is ThaT okAy?” he parroted back at you, his voice cracking, nerves on edge at all the people staring at the situation. he was going to eat lunch alone in the bathroom again like always but was occupied with erasing the marks left by his bullies on the table.

you laugh at his response, and set the lunch you prepared on his table.

you stare blankly at the brutal remarks written across. silently you walked outside before coming back with a spare table. you frown as the food you left remained untouched.

“you should eat first. lunch won’t last forever.”

you pat the poor boy’s back and left.

one last delivery til you were done.

you breathed in, knocking the door to the student council’s room. “mr. president, it’s me.”

“come in.”

yan! school president doesn’t even raise his head to look at you. his focus remaining on the papers in his hand and table. “leave the lunchbox there.” the bespectacled man points to your table in the room.

you set it down obediently and walked out. at least, you tried to until he stops you. “before you go, tell me why i shouldn’t report your actions to the faculty.”

you don’t turn around from the door, but still you answer, “hm, actions?”

“you, using school funds to pay for my youngest brother’s harassment.”

“…mmm…” you turned around, placing a hand on your chin in feigned deep thought “because . . . you love love love me?”

yan! president sighed. you hear paper shredding.

“you may go.”

you giggled. stepping outside of the stuffy room to go finally see your beloved again in class.

you put a hand in your pocket and fished out your phone. briefly smiling at the home screen wallpaper of yan! cool kid and quickly tapping out the password.

you then delete the video of yan! president tying you up as his unclothed hips slammed into yours. your skin covered in bites and slap marks all over. your eyes converging fear as tears fell and your mouth was gagged and unable to voice the feeling. the once prim and proper man man groaning in ecstasy and yelling words of degradation as he defiled you.

but you could only cringed at the words “i love you.” escaping his lips.

“a little reward for mercy i suppose.”

you stuff your phone back into your pocket. wondering if you should also warn him about the laxatives.

[lovelyyandereaddictionpoint]

Yandere Pantheon College AU Master List

The Pantheon College has had a withstanding rivalry among the social classes within the college. In one corner: the Average. Composed of those with scholarships, those of the lower middle class, and those who fund their tuition with hard work. In the other corner: the Elite. Who cruise upon the life of inheritances, birthrights, and on the hardbacks of those beneath them. The school’s peace hinges on the relationships that endure within the campus walls that halt the complete shutdown by the divided board of educators. Whether you stand in the way, are actively a part of the process, or are a neutral party your presence is necessary for the ultimate paradise Pantheon could be.

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1. Competition - Yandere Hades

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2. Bad Boy and His Babycakes - Yandere Loki

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3. Nark with a Fish - Yandere Poseidon

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4. Emperor - Yandere Qin Shi Huang

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5. Guardian of the Library - Yandere Raiden Tameemon

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6. Wait with Me - Yandere Hermes

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7. Silent Love Story - Coming Soon

[2-dsimp]

Yandere clown humiliates your mean ex and makes you laugh

[Y̾AͣN̾TͭOͦB𞀓EͤRͬ DͩAͣY̾ 5 Iͥmͫaͣg̾iͥn̾eͤ: K̾iͥl̾l̾eͤrͬ Cͨl̾oͦw𞀞n̾ f̾tͭ!]

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Cw: suggestive! Cannibalism, possessive/obsessive tendencies, Pyrok hates your ex-boyfriend and wants to eat him.

Synopsis: All you wanted was an antique doll from the antique store that was down the road from your home. But instead you get a murderous alien killer clown doll instead. With a long line of history for being known as the boogeyman who terrorized the districts of Devildom centuries ago.

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Thinking about a yandere Killer Clown! that was hexed by a powerful mage centuries ago for going on a killing spree. Cannibalizing the townsfolk like the neighborhood boogeyman. Within Devildom and leaving a trail of gnawed bones and flesh.

Yandere Killer Clown! Cursed to be a doll, with his alien features wiped from his face so he’d be looking like a blank faced mannequin. While his features were transferred onto the plate masks of varying expressions adorning his hip belt. To be kept under lock n key, shipped straight to an antique shop. Where he laid wasting away for centuries with only a mean grudge to his name. Until you came and bought the box out of curiosity.

Yandere Killer Clown! Who at first plays pretend when you open the box. Remaining dead in his doll form just to get a picture of who exactly his new owner was. And whether or not he should kill you and run away now that he’s been freed. There were many nights where he had his blank face jutted down at you.

Sitting on your chest as you breathed whilst his porcelain hand pressed against his mask which shifted into a ravenous expression. Razor teeth jutting out, with a long tongues slithering from the bottomless hole within the masks holes. Eyes boring into you, Always waiting for a chance of when you’d neglect him. Or forget to shine his porcelain body and dress him up in his favorite frills everyday. Any excuse to get rid of you but so far there was nothing.

Yandere Killer Clown! Who after a couple weeks, grew too comfortable being hugged and fawned over in his stay with you. He always wore his happy mask when he was in your presence. However, every time you left and came back you noticed how his mask switched from happy to angry.

The masks soulless eyes seemed to be glaring at you with intensity as if knowing whatever sin you committed to warrant the clowns wrath. Yeah he knew all about that wretched ex boyfriend you kept going on and off with. And it made his hollowed brain rattle violently with murderous and envious thoughts.

Yandere Killer Clown! Who became a touch more realer with every laugh he coaxed from you lips. Whether it be by his switch up in masks. (which always left you with whiplash from how it was even possible for him to do that.) Or from his out of context voice lines that had a morbid humorous edge with insults for your ex-boyfriend.

“Tiny pecker, Tiny pecker, Exy has a tiny pecker! Chop it off, lest it don’t grow any bigger!”

The past few days you could never find peace as strange things had started happening around you. More specifically with the clown doll, every time you went to polish him he felt colder than usual. And his edgy joints were less prominent with a softer more flexible edge. The kicker was that whenever you’d go to sleep. You’d always feel something breathing on you. But you chalked it up to an air drift from the window you cracked open.

Yandere Killer Clown! Who is garbling ancient enchantments via mask. Which enabled him to have an outlet to express himself. As his pointed claws surgically traced his signature sigil on your chest. the happy mask’s manic grin started growing eerily wider. At seeing the reddened glow of his brand on you. Which made the bond you two shared to be completely permanent.

This new status would allow him much more freedom. To battle against the croons curse which had limited his former self. However, it was incomplete, it was one sidedly done after all. So he needed you to do the same onto him.

You needed to Let him in.

Thanks to your intervention in his life there was so much he wanted to do. First thing on the list would be getting rid of that old croon’s curse on his body once and for all. The second would be eliminating that ex boyfriend of yours.

And lastly…Having you to be his brood mother to repopulate his alienkind of was also one of his goals. After all you were the perfect fit. You’ve already shown such potential in being his mate, by tending to him everyday and night. He’d be sure to return the favor tenfold keep you well fed, protected, and cherished.

All you had to do was Let. Him. Inside of you.

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A/n: Decided to make an attempt on doing spooky yantober entry XD

Lmk if y’all would want to see more of him. 👀

Also I think I’ve finally did all the yandere alphabet letters woohoo 🎉