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SOFT YANDERE NEUVILETTE X S/O

It started with lavish gifts, each one more personal than the last. A delicate bracelet, a pair of sapphire earrings, luxurious dresses—all of them carefully placed in her home where she would find them. Then came the flowers: perfect Romaritime Flowers, left on her kitchen counter, her bedroom, even her bathroom mirror. Each gift came with a note, always signed the same way: "Truly yours, N."

At first, she felt flattered—who wouldn’t? Someone was clearly infatuated with her, someone willing to spare no expense to shower her with treasures. It was obsessive, but she never felt unsafe. She’d catch glimpses of him sometimes, a figure disappearing into the shadows, always keeping just out of sight. Whoever he was, he seemed harmless, almost protective. She convinced herself it was romantic. Yet, deep down, a small, unspoken unease lingered, the feeling that this man—this N—was watching her too closely.

But soon, she began receiving notes that were different—vulgar, threatening. It was clear there was another stalker in her life, and he wasn’t leaving gifts. His messages were filled with violence, the promises of a man who wanted to take, not give. She felt like her life was unraveling, as if both men were slowly tightening their hold on her, one with lavish gifts and the other with fear. She started locking her doors and windows obsessively, but no matter what, the sense of being watched never left.

Then came the night when everything fell apart.

She heard it first—the sound of breaking glass. Her heart raced as she stood frozen in her living room, paralyzed by the realization that someone had just broken into her home. Her hands shook, fear gripping her as the door slammed open. The man who entered wasn’t N. His eyes were wild, predatory. There were no flowers, no notes, only the violent intent in his gaze as he moved toward her.

She screamed, scrambling away, trying to reach something—anything—to defend herself. But he was too fast, grabbing her and throwing her against the wall. His breath was hot and heavy against her skin as he pinned her down, his hands rough and cruel. She struggled, fighting him with every ounce of strength she had, but it wasn’t enough.

Just as the darkness was closing in, a thunderous crash echoed through the room. The air seemed to shift, becoming colder, wetter. Water began to surge into the room, crashing in from nowhere and slamming into the man with an almost terrifying force. He was flung across the floor, his body pinned by the water as it twisted and coiled around him like a serpent.

She looked up, her breath coming in ragged gasps, to see him. "N".

His figure was imposing, his long silver hair flowing like water as he stood in the doorway, his eyes glowing faintly in the dim light. The water responded to his every movement, tightening around the intruder, who whimpered and gasped for breath. Neuvillette’s expression was cold, devoid of the gentleness she had once imagined from her secret admirer.

“I warned you,” Neuvillette spoke, his voice calm but filled with an underlying menace. “You were never meant to touch her.”

With a simple gesture, the water constricted around the man, squeezing until he passed out, his body crumpling to the floor like a rag doll. Neuvillette’s gaze finally shifted to her, his face softening only slightly as he approached her trembling form. His hand extended toward her, but she flinched, unable to move, her body shaking with fear and confusion.

She felt tears spilling down her cheeks as the weight of everything hit her—two stalkers, one violent, the other her so-called protector. She wasn’t sure which one terrified her more.

Neuvillette knelt down, his eyes scanning her for injuries. His voice was softer now, almost soothing, but there was an edge to it. “He won’t hurt you again. No one will.”

“You’re safe now,” he whispered into her hair. “I’ve always been watching. I’ve always been here.”

She froze at his words, her heart pounding in her chest. “It was you,” she choked out, her voice barely above a whisper. “You’re the one who’s been leaving the flowers, the gifts…”

Without thinking, she reached for him, her body moving on instinct as she collapsed into his arms, sobbing uncontrollably. For a moment, he remained still, and then his arms wrapped around her. His embrace was firm, possessive, almost too tight, as if he feared she might slip away from him.

He pulled back just enough to look into her eyes, his own glowing faintly in the darkness. “Yes,” he admitted, without hesitation. “I’ve been watching over you for a long time. I couldn’t let anyone else near you.”

Her mind reeled as the full weight of his obsession settled on her. This wasn’t romance. It wasn’t love. He had been stalking her, manipulating her life from the shadows, and now, with the other stalker gone, there was no one left to protect her from him.

But as she looked into his eyes, there was no fear—only a twisted sense of security, as if she was safer in his arms than anywhere else. And that terrified her more than anything.

With a final shuddering breath, she whispered, “What do you want from me?”

Neuvillette smiled faintly, his hand brushing a tear from her cheek. “Only what is already mine.”

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˚୨୧⊹Yandere Childe x S/O⊹୨୧˚

The rain poured down in heavy sheets outside, casting dark shadows across the bedroom. The air was thick, oppressive, almost as if the storm itself had seeped into the room with you. Childe stood across from you, his eyes burning with something darker than the jealousy that had been simmering in him all night.

The low light flickered across his sharp features, giving him an almost predatory edge. His wet hair clung to his forehead, and his clothes were still soaked from the rain, but none of that seemed to matter to him. His gaze was fixed entirely on you.

"You know what kills me?" he muttered, voice rough, low. "Everywhere we go, it’s the same. They’re all drawn to you like moths to a flame." His words were laced with bitterness, his usual teasing tone replaced with something far more dangerous. "And you… you just let it happen."

You swallowed, feeling the weight of his gaze on you, the intensity in his eyes. “Childe, it’s not like that. I don’t—"

His eyes darkened, cutting you off as he took a step closer. “No, you don’t see it, do you? How every single one of them watches you, wanting to get close to you. And I’m just supposed to stand by, pretending it doesn’t tear me apart.”

The air between you crackled with tension, the storm outside a mere whisper compared to the tempest building inside the room. You could feel it, the darkness, the possessiveness in his voice, wrapping itself around you like a tight noose. And yet, it was intoxicating, the way his jealousy burned so fiercely for you.

Before you could respond, his hand slipped behind his back, and when he brought it forward again, there it was — a sleek, black pistol. It gleamed ominously in the dim light as he placed it in your hands, his fingers brushing over yours as if grounding you in the moment.

“What you’ve forgotten is that the heart beating inside your chest is not yours,” he snarled, his voice low, dangerous, yet undeniably tender in its own twisted way. His grip on your hand tightened as his eyes locked onto yours. “It’s mine.”

You stared at him, breath catching in your throat, the weight of the gun and his words settling deep in your chest. “Childe…”

He leaned in closer, his face mere inches from yours, and his voice dropped to a whisper, filled with dark promise. “And if my heart has stopped working, then pull that trigger, sweetheart. Kill the rest of me. I’m nothing if I’m not the reason you breathe.”

The storm inside the room swirled even faster, and your pulse raced, not from fear, but from the sheer intensity of his words. The gun in your hand felt like a symbol, something far darker and more twisted than just a simple gift. It was his way of binding you to him, of showing you that you were his, completely, undeniably.

“Childe…” you whispered, voice soft but steady. “I love you. You know that, right? I don’t care about anyone else.”

He stared at you, his eyes wild, like a man on the edge of a cliff, one step away from losing himself completely. “I know,” he murmured, but his voice was thick with something darker. “But I can’t help it. I can’t help being jealous. It’s like a fire inside me, every time I see them looking at you, thinking they could ever take you away from me.”

You took a slow, steadying breath, trying to calm the pounding in your chest. “You don’t have to be jealous, Childe. You have me. No one else matters.”

He let out a bitter laugh, shaking his head as he stepped closer, his fingers trailing along your jawline, the touch feather-light but possessive all the same. “You say that, but it doesn’t change how I feel. You’re mine. Mine.” His voice dropped lower, darker, as if he was speaking to the very core of you. “And no one else will ever have you.”

Your heart raced at his words, at the intensity in his eyes, but you couldn’t deny the pull between you. His possessiveness, his jealousy, it was dark, consuming, but it was also intoxicating, like a poison you couldn’t help but drink. “You won’t lose me,” you whispered, your fingers curling around his, the gun still resting between your hands. “I’m yours, Childe. Always.”

His grip tightened on your hand, pulling you closer until your bodies were flush against each other. The heat of him seeped into you, his breath warm against your skin as he leaned down, his lips ghosting over your ear. “I love you so much it scares me. It consumes me,” he whispered, voice rough with emotion. “The thought of losing you to someone else... I can’t bear it.”

You tilted your head, meeting his gaze, your fingers trailing up to brush through his wet hair. “You won’t lose me,” you repeated, your voice stronger now. “No one else could ever have me. I love you, and only you.”

For a moment, he just stared at you, his expression hard to read, but then he let out a low, shuddering breath, his forehead pressing against yours. “I believe you,” he murmured, though the possessiveness in his voice remained. “But you have no idea what you do to me. Every time I see you, every time you’re near me, it’s like you’re all I can think about. You’re everything to me. I don’t care if it’s obsessive or selfish. I need you.”

His words, dark and filled with raw need, sent a shiver down your spine. You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. “I want you just as much,” you whispered, your voice barely above a breath. “You’re the only one I see, the only one I want. You own me just as much as I own you.”

Childe’s lips brushed yours in a brief, searing kiss before pulling back, his eyes blazing with that dangerous, possessive fire you’d come to know so well. “Good. Because I don’t plan on letting anyone else even think they have a chance.”

You smirked, leaning up to kiss him again, slower this time, savoring the darkness that bound the two of you together. “I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

The storm outside raged on, but in the dim light of your bedroom, the two of you were caught in your own storm — a tempest of dark love, jealousy, and obsession that tied your hearts together in a way no one else could ever understand.

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˚୨୧˚⊹ ✦YAN DOUMA X S/O✦⊹˚୨୧˚

The air was thick with the scent of blood and incense, swirling through the dimly lit temple where Douma stood. His golden eyes gleamed in the candlelight, reflecting a coldness that sent shivers through even the most hardened souls. Yet, there was one exception—you.

You had been drawn to him, like a moth to a flame, captivated by his beauty, his charm, the deadly elegance with which he moved through the world. No one ever questioned his authority. No one ever dared get close enough to see the man behind the façade.

But you… you had always been different.

In the sanctuary, the soft sound of your footsteps echoed as you approached, heart pounding in your chest, yet your gaze steady, unwavering. Douma watched you closely, lips curling into a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. He could sense your emotions—fear, desire, conflict—all weaving together in a delicate balance.

“Why do you resist?” His voice was like silk, deceptively gentle yet filled with an undeniable command. He took a step toward you, his towering form casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the room.

You felt your throat tighten, but you refused to back away. “You... you can't control me,” you whispered, though the conviction in your voice wavered. Deep down, you knew you were lying, knew that your heart was already ensnared by him.

Douma’s smile widened, his cold hand gently brushing against your cheek. His touch sent a jolt through you, a mixture of fear and longing. “Control you?” he mused, tilting his head. “I have no need for control. You came to me willingly.”

Your lips parted to argue, but no words came. The truth in his statement was undeniable. You hated it. You hated that you were drawn to him, hated the darkness that swirled around him, yet you craved it—craved him.

His eyes darkened as his hand slid down to your neck, fingers tracing your pulse. “I don’t care if we reincarnate or not,” he murmured, his voice low, almost a growl. “But in this lifetime... you are mine.”

The intensity of his words sent a shockwave through you, and for a moment, you couldn’t breathe. His possessiveness should have terrified you, should have driven you away. But instead, it made your heart race. The world outside seemed to blur, fading into irrelevance as you stood in his grasp.

“What if I refuse?” you managed to choke out, though every fiber of your being screamed that you wouldn’t—couldn’t.

Douma’s smile softened into something more dangerous, more intimate. He leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. “You won’t.” His lips ghosted against your skin, sending shivers down your spine. “Because you belong to me as much as I belong to you.”

Your body trembled under his gaze, a mix of fear and undeniable desire coursing through you. He was right. You couldn’t walk away, not now, not ever. There was something dark and magnetic that bound you to him, and no matter how much you resisted, you were trapped—entwined with him in a fate you could not escape.

He pressed his forehead against yours, his cold eyes locking onto yours, and in that moment, you felt it—an unbreakable connection. The world could end, time could collapse, but the two of you would remain, bound together by something stronger than life, darker than death.

“You will be mine, always,” he whispered, his voice soft yet filled with absolute certainty.

And in the silence that followed, you found yourself nodding, surrendering to the inevitable truth: you were his, just as he was yours.

The atmosphere in the temple grew even heavier as Douma’s words hung in the air, their weight pulling at your resolve. His presence was overwhelming, and despite the coldness that radiated from him, there was an undeniable heat between you. Your mind screamed at you to leave, to run far away from the danger he represented, but your body betrayed you, frozen in place under his gaze.

Douma, sensing your turmoil, slowly slid his hands down from your neck to your shoulders, his touch both firm and unsettlingly gentle. His golden eyes softened as they bore into yours, as if he could see past every defense you had, down into the deepest parts of your soul. It was as if he was unwrapping you, layer by layer, until there was nothing left to hide.

“You tremble,” he said softly, his voice a dangerous mix of concern and amusement. “Why fight what you already know is inevitable?”

Your breath caught in your throat as his hands slid down to your waist, pulling you closer. Before you could speak, before you could form any kind of protest, his arms wrapped around you, enveloping you in a cold, yet oddly comforting embrace. The contrast of his chilling touch against the heat of your skin sent shivers down your spine.

Douma’s hold was tight, possessive. His chin rested atop your head as he pressed you against his chest. You could hear the slow, steady beat of his heart—or perhaps it was your own, pounding uncontrollably in the silence. For a moment, time itself seemed to stop. You were enveloped in him, in the smell of incense and the faint metallic scent of blood, in the sound of his quiet breaths, in the overwhelming presence of his body against yours.

“You’re scared,” Douma whispered into your hair, his tone surprisingly tender, though still edged with that dark, underlying intensity that made your stomach twist. “But you don’t need to be. I will never hurt you. Not you.”

The sincerity in his voice was almost enough to convince you, almost enough to make you believe that the monster before you could offer safety. But there was no escaping the truth: Douma was dangerous. His beauty was as deceptive as his words, and yet, you wanted to believe him. Desperately.

You tried to pull away, to regain some semblance of control, but his arms tightened around you. “Don’t.” His voice was soft, a warning hidden behind its sweetness. “Don’t run from me. You can’t. You belong here, in my arms, just like this.”

Your pulse quickened, but despite the warning, you didn’t push him away again. You couldn’t. His embrace was intoxicating, his scent filling your senses until nothing else mattered. His cold hand slid up your back, fingers tangling in your hair as he gently tilted your head back to meet his gaze.

“I could keep you here forever,” he whispered, his lips hovering dangerously close to yours, teasing. “And you would never have to feel fear, or pain, or loneliness. Only me.”

His words were a promise, one that should have terrified you—but instead, it ignited something deep inside you. You could feel his breath against your lips, and the world outside the temple seemed to vanish. There was nothing left but the two of you, locked in this dark, twisted dance. Your heart screamed for you to run, but your body stayed rooted to the spot, betraying your every instinct.

“Tell me,” Douma continued, his voice low and hypnotic. “Tell me you’ll stay.”

You swallowed hard, your voice caught in your throat. The darkness in his eyes was alluring, drawing you in like a current you couldn’t swim against. He was everywhere, his touch, his scent, his voice wrapping around you like a web, pulling you deeper into him.

“I…” You hesitated, the last remnants of your resistance crumbling under the weight of his gaze. Your hands, almost of their own accord, slid up his chest, feeling the cool, smooth fabric of his robes beneath your fingertips. His heart beat slowly and steadily beneath your palm, a stark contrast to the wild pounding in your own chest.

Douma’s smile widened, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction as he sensed your surrender. He leaned down, his lips brushing lightly against your ear as he whispered, “Good. You’ve always known, haven’t you? You were meant to be mine.”

His arms tightened around you again, pulling you impossibly closer until there was no space left between your bodies. His breath was warm against your skin, his presence overwhelming every sense, consuming you whole.

“You belong with me,” he continued, his voice so soft now, a dangerous lullaby. “Whether it’s this lifetime or the next. Whether we reincarnate or not. It doesn’t matter. In this life, you are mine.”

Your knees felt weak, and you clutched onto him, desperate to steady yourself as his words wrapped around your heart like a chain, binding you to him in a way that felt irreversible. You could no longer deny the truth. No matter how dark or dangerous, no matter how much you wanted to fight it, you were his.

Douma pulled back just enough to look into your eyes again, his expression softening for the briefest moment. His thumb traced the line of your jaw as his lips finally brushed against yours, the kiss feather-light but electric, igniting a fire inside you that you had never felt before.

“I will protect you,” he whispered, his lips still so close to yours. “But you are never leaving me. Not in this lifetime.”

And in that moment, you knew there was no escaping him. You didn’t want to.

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˚୨୧˚⊹YAN RENÉ SIMM X S/O⊹˚୨୧˚

S/O has hated René from the first time she saw him, viewing him as the embodiment of her nightmares. But can she truly escape the vampire who has fallen for her, even with a heart that is dead? Their dynamic forces her to confront the complexities of love and hatred in a world where darkness reigns.

In the dim light of the abandoned warehouse, the air was thick with tension. S/O pushed René away, their voice icy and sharp. "Stop fucking touching me."

René smirked, unfazed by the hostility. "That's like asking me to cut my own fucking heart"

"Your heart is dead René." S/O shot back.

René took a step closer, stubbornness in his gaze."And it started beating when I met you for the first time "

"Spare me your bullshit" S/O retorted, anger bubbling beneath the surface. "I'm not some light to save you from the darkness"

"Why do you keep pushing me away?" René demanded, his tone low and insistent.

"You think I don't know how you feel? You wanted to be a part of this"

"I wanted nothing to do with you" S/O snapped, fist clenching at their sides "I can't stand you"

In a moment of reckless impulse, S/O grabbed René's spear, pointing it toward themselves, the cold metal gleams ominously in the moonlight, a symbol of their turmoil.

"Put it down!" René shouted, panic threading through his voice.

"Maybe this is the only way to escape you" S/O spat, venom lacing their words

"Slap me, punch me, kick me, kill me but don't fucking point my weapon at yourself"

René's voice was a mix of desperation and fury, his heart racing.

S/O hesitated "You don't get to decide what I do"

"I get to decide that you're not throwing your life away"

He stepped forward, "You're everything I thought I could never have"

Trembling, S/O lowered the weapon, their anger slowly melting into something more vulnerable "I hate you"

"Then stay and fight that hate" René urged

In that moment,surrounded by shadows, they both understood that their battle was far from over. Two souls locked in a struggle, torn between hatred and the undeniable pull of something deeper — a heartbeat of hope which refused to fade.

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୨୧ Yandere Muzan x reader ୨୧

It was a cloudy night when you tried escaping from your husband, Muzan Kibutsuji, he was always so possessive of you it was unbearable. You were too tired of this and when you mentioned it to him he went crazy. You had no choice but to escape the hell Muzan created for you.

He was out tonight, promising to be back as soon as he could. He locked all the doors and windows before he went out.

And here you were trying to nudge it open with your hairpin. After a while it worked, your efforts did not go to waste afterall, at least that's what you thought.

Just as you were about to start climbing down the window, in the dimly lit room, the silence was broken with the soft rustling of Muzan's clothes.

You were so busy with opening the window that you didn't hear the front door open.

Muzan approached you as his wine red eyes bore into your soul making it clear that escaping was no option. You could feel the cold, sharp edge of fear slice through you as you tried to keep your composure.

Muzan stopped a few inches away from you, his gaze never leaving. His lips curled into a sinister smile, one that promised nothing but pain and suffering.

"Do you think you can escape me?"

He asked in a low whisper as cold wind blew through the window.

"Do you really think you can outrun your fate my love?"

He questioned you again as the atmosphere got colder and the tension in the air kept growing.

"I-I'm sorry..."

He took a step closer to you, your heart pounding as you wished to still be alive after this. You wanted to run but it would be of no use.

"Perhaps.." he mused tilting his head "I should just break your legs? That way you couldn't run from me anymore"

His words were casual and playful but they had a tone of threat behind those words.

Before you could even react Muzan was gripping your arm tightly sending an inhuman shock of pain through your whole body making you tremble in pain.

"You belong to me, there is no escaping me, no freedom, only me"

He whispered into your ears making it crystal clear to you that now that you were his, you have no freedom, no nothing, just him and only him.

Thanks for reading!⊹˚୨୧˚

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⊹˚ YANDERE EREN HEADCANONS ˚⊹

⊹˚୨୧˚ POSSESSIVENESS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren views you as his and only his. The thought of sharing you with anyone whether it be a family member or friend is unbearable to him. Why do you need them when you have him? He frequently leaves marks on you such as hickeys and bruises as a reminder that you're his. Eren demands most, if not all of your time and he gets upset if you spend time with anyone else more than him.

⊹˚୨୧˚ MONITORING ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren always has tabs on you whether it's from following you everywhere or telling friends to watch over you and report back to him.He goes through your personal stuff like your diary if you own one and your phone to check if there are any threats to your relationship.

⊹˚୨୧˚ ISOLATION ˚୨୧˚⊹

Eren discourages you from wanting to spend time with friends and family members quite often. If that doesn’t work out then he threatens the people he feels are a threat to your relationship to stay away from you. He makes you feel as if he's the only one who can understand you and love you which manipulates you into thinking you don't need anyone else.

⊹˚୨୧˚ MANIPULATION ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren uses your emotions against you making you feel guilty about wanting freedom and space. He twists your words and actions making you doubt your own memory which reinforces his control over you. Eren showers you with excessive love and attention to overwhelm you and keep you emotionally dependent on him.

⊹˚୨୧˚ VIOLENT OUTBURSTS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ When Eren is angry he might punch walls, break things or use his presence to intimidate you and others. He harms whoever he sees as a threat to your relationship mercilessly. After his outbursts he apologises for scaring you.

⊹˚୨୧˚ INTENSE DEVOTION ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren believes he is the only one that can protect and love you. he often talks about your future together and the day you'll become his children's sweet mother. He tells you about all the things he'd do to be a great dad for his kids and a great husband for you. Eren is pretty much down to do anything for you, including sacrificing his well-being and his morals.

⊹˚୨୧˚ JEALOUSY ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren is suspicious of everyone you interact with and questions your loyalty to him. He constantly accuses you of being romantically interested in someone else even though you've done nothing to make it seem like that. He often makes unreasonable demands such as cutting off contact with everyone and him being the only person you talk to. His jealousy ticks off easily.

⊹˚୨୧˚ OVER PROTECTIVENESS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Erens need to protect you is suffocating, he doesn’t believe that you can take care of yourself. He dictates what you can and cannot do under the guise of protecting you. Eren restricts your activities and doesn’t let you go anywhere without his permission.

⊹˚୨୧˚ GIFT GIVING ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren saves up money to buy you expensive gifts and he tries to make the gifts thoughtful as to remind you of his unconditional love for you. The gifts he gives always have a meaning behind them. If you ever try to reject his gift he accuses you of not appreciating his love and forces you to take it.

⊹˚୨୧˚ PROMISES ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren makes ritualistic promises about your future with him and swears to be eternally loyal to you and love you. And he expects you to make the same kind of promises to him and if you don't do it he'll either force you or emotionally manipulate you into doing it. Eren frequently reassures you about his love even though he doesn’t need to but his need for you to do the same is quite overwhelming.

⊹˚୨୧˚ PHYSICAL AFFECTION ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Eren is extremely clingy and always wants to touch, hold or be near you. He's not afraid to display affection in public and he does it to mark his territory. He sometimes forces intimacy believing it's a way to strengthen your bond. Good luck with him.

˚୨୧˚⊹Thanks for reading⊹˚୨୧˚

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✧YANDERE SUBARU HEADCANONS✧

⊹˚୨୧˚ PROTECTIVENESS AND POSSESSIVENESS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru's protectiveness

borders on obsession. He feels the need to protect you from any harm whether it's real or imaginary. This can cause him to follow you everywhere, ensuring you're never alone, becoming your constant shadow. His love translates into a deep sense of ownership as he doesn’t see you as a partner, rather as something he owns. Any indication of freedom and not being devoted to him triggers his possessive side and drives him insane.

⊹˚୨୧˚ ISOLATION ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Cutting off contact. Subaru will slowly but surely cut off your contact with the outside world as he sees it as dangerous for someone like you. He might break your phone, block your social media use, delete apps and make sure that you can't communicate with friends, family and others and he says he does this out of love and he does this for your own safety and protection. Subaru may confine you to specific areas of the mansion or even lock you in a room because in his perspective he sees that by keeping you physically isolated he can control the environment around you and keep you safe from any threats.

⊹˚୨୧˚ MONITORING ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru uses his vampire senses to keep tabs on you constantly and might plan on using security cameras in your shared room but I don't think there'll be need for that because he is always around you no matter what. Whenever you do manage to be out of his sight even for a brief moment Subaru will bombard you with questions when you return because he thinks it is crucial to know every detail about where you were, who was with you and what you were doing.

⊹˚୨୧˚ JEALOUSY ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru's jealousy can be easily triggered and he gets quite aggressive. Even having a normal conversation with another person whether it be a girl or a boy. Why do you need to talk to someone else when you've got him? He sees every interaction as a potential threat to your relationship. When he is jealous he can become physically violent. This could lead to damaging property, lashing out at the perceived rival, hurting himself to emotionally manipulate you or even killing the rival.

⊹˚୨୧˚ EMOTIONAL MANIPULATION ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru will frequently make you feel guilty of wanting any form of freedom. He'll remind you of how much he sacrifices for you and how dangerous the world is for you without his protection. He portrays himself as a victim to gain your sympathy. He will talk about his past trauma and make you feel as if you're the only one who can understand him and save him from his lonely life, emotionally binding you to him.

⊹˚୨୧˚ CONFLICTED FEELINGS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru often struggles with his actions. He knows it is harmful but he feels powerless to stop. This internal conflict makes him unpredictable and unstable. After a particularly intense outburst he shows genuine remorse and continuously apologises and makes promises to stop this behaviour and change but his obsessive behaviour returns sooner than ever.

⊹˚୨୧˚ CONSTANT VIGILANCE ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru becomes incredibly clingy, insisting on being with you every moment of the day. He even makes you sleep in his bed or lets say coffin so that he can watch over you in your sleep. He invades your personal space and privacy and he believes that he has the right to know everything about you. This includes reading your private diary if you own one and reading your messages if you managed to text someone and listen to your private conversations if you manage to have one.

⊹˚୨୧˚ UNPREDICTABLE MOOD SWINGS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru's emotions can change from loving and gentle to cold and aggressive in a matter of seconds. This unpredictability keeps you on the edge because you never know what may trigger his mood swings. His nature forces you to be constantly cautious and afraid to do anything or say anything that you think might set him off.

This constant anxiety keeps you under his control.

⊹˚୨୧˚ MARKING HIS TERRITORY ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru leaves physical marks on your body as a way of showing that he owns you.

These can be love bites, scratches or even more severe injuries but he tries his best not to hurt you too much. He views these marks as proof of ownership. Beyond physical marks he repeatedly tells you that you belong to him reinforcing the idea until you begin to believe it yourself.

⊹˚୨୧˚ DESPERATE AFFECTION ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ In private moments, Subaru's affection can be overwhelming. He showers you with love and attention and he often suffocates you with his need of being close to you. Subaru's desperate affection creates a cycle of dependence. He makes you feel like you need him as much as he needs you which ensures a life where you can't live without him.

⊹˚୨୧˚ INTIMIDATION AND CONTROL ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru isn’t above using fear to control you. His intimidating presence and displays of anger serve as constant reminders of what could happen if you defy him.

If you disobey and try to escape Subaru might resort to punishment which could range from verbal reprimands to more severe physical consequences. His goal is to break your spirit and ensure your compliance.

⊹˚୨୧˚ TWISTED KINDNESS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru performers acts of service like cooking for you and taking care of your needs but these acts are always tainted with his possessiveness. He uses them to remind you of how much you depend on him. Occasionally, Subaru might grant you small freedoms only to snatch them away later. This manipulation makes you more compliant as you learn to appreciate even the smallest gestures of liberty he allows.

⊹˚୨୧˚ OBSESSIVE THOUGHTS ˚୨୧˚⊹

˚୨୧˚⊹ Subaru's mind is always filled with thoughts of you. He plans his days around you, thinks about your future together and fantasizes about the life you will have with him being in the center. Subaru collects things that remind him of you or things that only you've used. These objects become his treasures which fuels his obsession for you.

˚୨୧˚⊹Thanks for reading⊹˚୨୧˚

[urds-lover]

✧⊹Yandere Guren x reader⊹✧

The moon shone brightly over the buildings of the abandoned city, casting shadows across the streets.

Inside the headquarters of the moon demon company, Guren Ichinose sat in this private quarters. His sharp purple eyes were fixed on some important paperwork but his mind wasn’t able to focus on it

His mind was focused on a particular girl at the moment. She was s/o

S/o always found a way to make everyone around her smile and lift up their spirits and that infuriated Guren

He had noticed some of the soldiers, especially Makoto Narumi and Shusaku Iwasaki were always hovering around her and were always found wherever s/o was. They tried to gain s/o's attention and get favoured by her. It infuriated Guren and all the bottled up jealousy was close to exploding and reached its limits to be ignored.

One evening as he was training he saw that you were sitting on a bench and Narumi and Iwasaki were talking with you and he saw you smile in response.

It made his blood boil, how dare other people make you smile?

He went over to the three of you and grabbed the two guys neck and lifted them up without them even noticing that Guren was behind

"Do you want solitary confinement? If not then don't slack off dumbass"

He said in a stern voice

"Y-yes Sir!"

They said in harmony as they ran off to do their work

S/o stared at Guren and he stared back

"Try that again, I dare you"

He said with a piercing gaze

"Try what?"

s/o said, confused

"I don't think you know what kind of trouble you're in darling"

"I'm in trouble? What did I do wrong though? And what's up with the sudden nickname"

"That's your new nickname from now on and yes you're in trouble, trouble for talking to men you're not supposed to talk to"

"What's wrong with talking to guys? I don't see anything wrong with it!"

s/o says clearly frustrated as to why Guren was acting like this

"I hate it when other guys talk to you or look at you so fucking much"

"But why?"

"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU"

He yelled out

S/o stared at him wide eyed shocked at what he said

"I'm sorry but I don't, please get away from me this instant, I feel uncomfortable"

"You can learn to love me"

He said as he grabbed your wrist

You struggled to free my wrist and s/o said

"I'm sorry but I can't, let go of me!"

"Is it that hard to love me..?"

"Please let go of me!"

S/o says now getting scared of Guren

"You're going to learn to love me no matter what, let's go"

He tugged on your wrist and forced you to follow him to his room where you'll be locked up until he feels like freeing you or you start loving him

⊹ ✧ ˚ ୨୧˚ The End ˚ ୨୧˚ ✧ ⊹

[urds-lover]

✧ Yandere Lacus x reader ✧

You were a soldier in the JIDA but recently you got taken away by the vampires and now you are forced to stay with them and you have no way out of this because your squad members were killed by the four horsemen of John and a few vampires due to lack of training and early release into the army without proper training and gear.

It's been 2 months since that and you’ve adjusted to the vampire world, you're used to eating disgusting food, giving out blood whenever the vampires requested it but then again, you made two friends there.

They were the ones who took you away on command in the first place.

The first vampire had shoulder length black hair, ruby red eyes and dark circles underneath them.He was always tired. The second vampire however had violet shoulder length hair, same ruby red eyes but they always have a playful look on them and he was energetic.

The names are René and Lacus

No one knows but you and Lacus are in a relationship

You were on a walk with René as you had nothing else to do and he had to patrol the vampire city at night anyways so he could use some company.

You two were chit chatting while suddenly Lacus appeared from behind you and gave you a little spook

"Boo!"

Said Lacus in a playful tone

"AHH—"

You got cut off by Lacus covering your mouth and whispering into your ear

"Shush, what will people think if they hear you scream like this in the middle of the night? It'd also get three in trouble too ya know"

You finally calm down and Lacus lets go of you

"Geez, you can be a handful sometimes Lacus, why'd you have to scare her like that?"

Said René in a monotone voice

"Oh come on! Can't let our human relax now can we? We have to keep her on her tiptoes"

He said in a teasing voice as he pit his hand on my shoulder

"You know, calling me human feels as if I'm some kind of boring object with no use"

S/o said to Lacus

"Well it is true, you are usele-"

He gets cut off my s/o elbowing his ribs as René lets out a small giggle and I turn towards him

"Whaa, you finally giggled, you look so adorable while smiling, you should do it more often. I'm getting bored of seeing your straight face all day long"

René blushes and replies with

"Oh? Is that so? Why should I listen to you hm?"

"Cuz I'm your frien-"

"Can I borrow her for a second?"

Said Lacus from behind you and pulled you away into an alleyway after telling René to continue patrol and to not wait for them

"Why did you say he was adorable?"

He asked sternly

"Because he is?"

"You're not allowed to say that to any other men other than me"

"But why?"

"Because I asked you to, no, I ordered you to"

"Why are you even ordering me?"

"Because I own you"

"No you do not"

"Yes I do, tell me do you love me?"

"I do-"

"If you love me, you'll never do that again, do you understand?"

"Wait what-"

"Do you understand me sweetheart? Don't make me hurt you"

"Y-yes, I understand"

"That's good,now go back to my room and wait for me, I'll come to you and cuddle you to sleep after telling René you went to sleep cuz you felt sick, It's past your bedtime"

"Alright"

s/o slowly leaves the alleyway and Lacus makes his way to René

⊹ ✧ ˚ ୨୧˚ The End ˚ ୨୧˚ ✧ ⊹

[urds-lover]

❝I love you...❞

Ferid Bathory being the seventh Progenitor didn’t really have time for his lover, aka, you. He was always busy with stuff such as paperwork, battles, drinking blood etc.

It was a beautiful rainy night. The rain droplets softly hit the window of the room Ferid and you shared.You were reading a book trying not to think of your lover too much knowing that he'll come home safe and sound.

The door knob turned as your lover walked in reeking of blood as his clothes were covered in it.

"Darling,it's 2 am, why are you still awake?"

He asked you sweetly and his voice had a trace of care for you in it. He was never really like this with anyone, he was always the flirtatious and devious Ferid who always had a grin on his face.

"I was getting worried and I stayed up for you"

You answered as you closed the book marking the page you were on by folding the edge of the page. You got up from the soft sheets which were really expensive and walked towards Ferid.

Ferids eyes softened as he heard your answer and saw you walk towards him.

"Oh darling, don't worry about me I'm fi—"

He was cut off as you touched his bleeding chest.

"What happened Ferid.. Why aren’t you healed yet?"

You say concerned as you look into his blood red eyes.

"Oh it's nothing, just got injured in a battle and I didn’t drink blood today so that's why I wasn’t able to heal, nothing to worry about, I'll be fine"

He says in a playful tone. You sigh at his words and pull on your nightgown revealing the skin of your neck.

"W-what are you doing? I'm not going to drink blood from you if that's what you're trying to do"

He said in a flat tone although he was tempted to drink your sweet blood.

"Just do it, I'm already tired, don't make me talk too much"

He looked at you in utter shock and tried to protest. But alas, he couldn’t resist.

He looked at you with soft sad eyes as if he was saying sorry for the pain he was going to give you now.

He held your shoulder on both sides and moved closer to your neck, he hesitated but he took a bite.

You felt immense pain as he bit and winced a bit, but you were happy that he didn’t argue much and took a bite.

Blood trickled down your neck as he was drinking. The blood felt warm,irony and sweet in his mouth. Oh how he loves your blood.

He pulled back after a bit and looked at you.

Your body was weak and you were leaning on him.

"Ferid.."

Was the last thing you said before drifting off in his arms

He held on to you tightly and picked you up. He carried you to the bed and tucked you in.

That's when he realized just exactly how much he felt for you.

"I love you s/o"

Was softly whispered into your ears.

Thank you all for reading!! <333

[urds-lover]

— Yandere Alphabet Levi

Warning : Toxic behaviour, Possessiveness, misrepresentation of love, Control, Social isolation, blood, Self harm.

✧ A — Adoration, Levi always adores you. Whenever he looks at you, his eyes are always filled with adoration which is only meant for you, unless you’ve done something to make him mad. His eyes are always on you.

✧ B — Boundaries, Boundaries? It's a question that Levi refuses to acknowledge. There's no limit to his obsession for you. In Levi's eyes, your boundaries are just obstacles to be overcome in the pursuit of your love.

✧ C — Controlling, Levi is a very controlling person. He will make you follow his orders whether you like it or not. If you are a good girl and follow what he says, you'll be rewarded with kisses and hugs, but if not, be prepared for your worst nightmares.

✧ D — Desperate, Levi is desperate for your love and touch every hour, minute, second of the day. Oh how he wants to rest his head on your chest and listen to your heartbeat when he has a bad or stressful day. He wants to hold your hand and kiss them. Oh, he is so desperate for your love and touch, it's unimaginable.

✧ E — Envy, Levi envys anyone who is near you whether its a male or female. He wants you all to himself. He burns inside when he sees you hanging out with someone that isn’t him. All he wants is for you to give him 100% of your time to him. He doesn’t want anyone to be graced with being able to have your sweet time. Levi will end up killing someone if he bottles up all his envy and the bottle ends up exploding.

✧ F — Fixation, Levi is fixed on you. He can't pay attention to anything else other than you. You are his everything. All he cares about is you. He thinks of you while in battle killing the most dangerous titans.

✧ G — Gaslighting, Levi twists reality like a puppeteer pulling the strings and the truth is nothing but a distant memory. "I would never hurt you" he whispers even as his grip tightens around you.

✧ H — Harm, Hmm...this is a sensitive topic pooks. Levi is itching to harm the first person he sees you with. He is trying his best to remain calm while you talk to your teammates about the battle you're going to take part in, in less than 10 minutes. He tries his best not to harm you though, but if you really make him mad, he thinks you need a well deserved punishment.

✧ I — Isolation, Levi doesn't let you meet your family, friends or loved ones . You're never allowed to go near people unless it's for emergencies, battle. He just wants you to be with him and remain safe, don't you get it?

✧ J — Jealousy, Levi's jealously is nothing to mess with. His jealousy has no limits. He can't handle the thought of you with someone else. He gives you rough punishments or make out sessions when he's jealous. It's to remind you who you belong to.

✧ K — Kidnapping, Levi has thought of kidnapping you before. But he tried the old fashioned way first, making you fall for him. Which worked. And if it didn’t, then kidnapping would be his only option to make you his.

✧ L — Lies, Levi does lie to you. But it's always things like "They said that they hate you, see? No one loves you as much as I do. You should stop seeing them to prevent yourself from heartbreaks." He also tries stopping you from attending exterior missions by telling lies but you don't believe his lies and he agrees but he forces you to be by his side 24/7 while on the mission.

✧ M — Manipulation, Levi will guilt trip you by reminding you how much he sacrifices for you and you do nothing. That'll automatically make you sad and want to pay him back for all the sacrifices he's done and stay with him. The silent treatment is also given from time to time. Self harm too.

✧ N — Narcissism, Levi isn’t a narcissistic person. He can get overly jealous and possessive. He always needs reassurance from you that you'll always be there and you'll be his. Despite the amount of time he spends with you he gets insecure and jealous when he sees you spend time with someone else.

✧ O — Obsession, Levi is overly obsessed with you. His mind is consumed by the thought of you. He can never really focus much on things anymore because his mind is always tracing back to you. Basically, all he thinks of is you.

✧ P — Possessiveness, Levi treats you like a queen but at the same time an object which is his personal item and only he gets to touch, see and control. He always makes sure to keep an arm on your waist while walking, and if he isn’t able to do that, He'll make sure he is able to do it.

✧ Q — Quarrels, Levi really doesn’t quarrel or more like has the need to quarrel with you because of his possessiveness and control over you. And if he does, he makes sure to shut you up with a sweet and soft kiss on the lips which lasts about a minute or two.

✧ R — Revenge, Levi seeks revenge to any obstacles in the relationship. He will remove that obstacle immediately. And also if someone hurts your feelings, They should get ready because Levi isn’t letting them off so easily, He'll take them down to the basement, tie em up, make you watch them as they get tortured by him. And if you can't bear to watch, he'll just hug you to his chest and comfort you while inflicting torture on the one who hurt you.

✧ S — Stalking, Levi is definitely a stalker, wherever you are, he is. He never leaves you out of his sight. And back in the days when you weren’t his sweet lover, he used to watch you sleep every night without you even knowing.

✧ T — Threats, Threats are used in this relationship from time to time when you say you want to leave him. Knowing that you know his dark past he knows that you'll do anything for him. "If you leave me, then I'll cut my wrists"

You always give in so easily to his threats.

✧ U — Unpredictable, Levi has an unpredictable mood. The first moment he is happy and he has you on his lap kissing and cuddling you and the second moment he is angry at you for unreasonable things.

✧ V — Violence, Levi never resorts to violence whenever you do something wrong. He usually scolds you and sits you down on his lap and kisses you. He is very violent to someone who tries coming between you two.

✧ W — Worship, Levi will never bow down to anyone but when it comes to you...He might as well kiss the ground you stand on.

✧ X — extreme measures, Levi would take extreme measures to keep you with him at all times and to the ones who will try to force and break the two of you up. Levi is a smart man, a really smart man, and he wont hesitate to take extreme measures.

✧ Y — Yearning, Levi yearns for you love, attention and affection in an obsessive degree. Well, that's just what a yandere is. He really wants your attention and love.

✧ Z — Zero boundaries, Levi has zero boundaries when it comes to you, that isn’t even a thing to him. He is a touch starved boy and he is also very hungry for love, YOUR love so please give it to him. He already has enough trauma from childhood, please make him feel loved.

That's all for today pooks! I really hope you like them, if you have any requests, just ask! See ya later pookies ♡♡♡

[urds-lover]

✧Hello Pooks! I'm Krystal and I'm here to lighten your days by making fics for you all!✧

✧ REQUESTS : OPEN

✧I'm gonna start with 4 fandoms :

✧ 1 | Seraph of the End ✧

✧ 2 | Attack on Titan ✧

✧ 3 | Diabolic lovers ✧

✧ 4 | Demon Slayer ✧

✧ 5 | Genshin Impact ✧

✧ 6 | Love and deepspace ✧

✧Rules :

✧ 1| I won't write LGBTQ+ fics

✧ 2| I won't write female characters, only male

✧ 3| Please don't be rude

✧ 4| I won't write smut

✧ 5| I don't write character x character

✧ Thanks for reading my first ever post pooks! Love you, see you on the first fanfiction! Bye byee✧