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yandere necromancers who have kept themselves filled with people they have lost. They were so attached to them that they could not let them go even in death. That they chased the people in death so they could be with them again. Hell, that's why they chose necromancy at first place!

yandere necromancers who are always in shady business. They know what they do is wrong but anything for money and why let the talent go to waste?

yandere necromancers when they resurrect you, they notice something about you different. Be it your body, your personality, your life, anything.

yandere necromancers who keep you to themselves and tell their client that you were not found by them. Which is just a big fat lie.

yandere necromancers who always resurrect you no matter how many times you die. No matter how you try to die they will always bring you back.

#by someone else

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romantic villain vibes ➵ a dialouge prompt list

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❝Here to finish me off sweetheart?❞

❝This is wrong... but please, i don't want you to stop,❞

❝I want everyone here to know I'm yours.❞

❝You don't know the things I've done, the things I'm capable of.❞

❝shh... there are people in the other room.❞

❝you shouldn't be out here this late and by yourself. It's dangerous❞

❝They are never going to touch you again.❞

❝The problem is... if I kissed you I wouldn't be able to stop there.❞

❝You forgot me so quickly,❞

❝It scares me what I'm willing to do for you,❞

❝Say the words and I'm yours forever,❞

❝We do terrible things for the ones we love.❞

❝Get the fuck away from them!❞

❝I could keep you safe, they are all scared of me.❞

❝Do you really think I'd let anything happen to you?❞

❝You look stunning tonight,❞

❝We shouldn't be doing this,❞

❝stay close to me.❞

❝Look away, you don't need to see this,❞

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#by someone else

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imagine person a trying to make person b act jealous and controlling on purpose

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imagine your otp carving each other’s name into their skin

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yandere low-key control-mad reader with a calm and loving darling who most of the time gently soothe your anxiety and tell you how much they love you even when you are clearly unstable and unhealthily emotional.

and it looks as if they are a poor lamb that has fallen into the clutches of a terrible predator that can eat them, but in fact they like it when you bite them, because they are just as unhealthily faithful and in love with you, they just show it more adequately until no one touches you and it doesn't get in your way. maybe if you were less controlling, it would easily become a reason for them to go crazy with anxiety, but they know that you will take care of everything, so they only support you and help you overcome anxiety and breakdowns.

#by someone else

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Yandere cult with a reader who is very touchy? Like someone will give them something and they'll pat them on the head, or someone will be standing next to them and they'll just put their arm around the yandere's shoulders etc

"Leader, are you cold?"

Standing outside, after a flood of hard rain, you watch over your followers as they carry out assigned task. Even if the worse of your master came second, you could always rely on them to do the things that aided you personally. Despite the consequences of their actions, you grew fond of them. They were community united as one; something you had never been apart of before this all happened. It began with small notes of praise, but your affection for them escalated to you accepting their wishes and giving small, affirming gestures towards your tolerance for them.

The winds that followed the storm nipped at your skin; goosebumps along your exposed flesh. You tried to pay no mind to it, but your loyal servants picked up on your shutters and the chatter of your teeth. Building up the courage to speak, one finally approached you.

"A little." You reply, breath visible upon the frozen air. "But I'll be fine."

They remove their robes, offering them to you. "You can wear these if it's not a bother."

"Are you sure?"

"Yes." They extend their arms further. "I insist."

"If that's what you want..." You accept the wear and slip it over your shoulders; the comfort from the cold coming almost instantly. You raise your hands and place it atop their head, stroking gently as you smile.

"Thank you..."

Your follower grins in satisfaction at being able to help you - ignoring the chills creeping over them for the greater good.The softness in your words; warmth in your expression. It's enough to make them forget about it all, but you weren't done yet.

Slipping your arm around their shoulder, you pull them to your side. Your heart plays softly in their ear; your body heat seeping through the cloak.

"L-leader?!" They stumble; mentally berating themselves for the slip. Your smile turns somewhat playful as they look up at you; face flushed redder than your robes.

"We wouldn't want you to be cold either, right? You're no good to our master if you’re sick or dead, but more importantly... you'll make me worried."

The dip in your tone has their pulse racing; sincerity behind each word. Any reasonable person might not have dwelled on it for long - a memory to think back to fondly in the future, but for your follower; it only deepened their servitude towards you. It's how every one of them felt when you gave them even a second of the day - let alone the soothing feeling of your touch.

They warm up to your side quickly; the murderous gaze of their few members worth it to be with you for a little while.

#by someone else

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i feel like there aren't enough sensitive yanderes.

the ones who observe you from more of a distance, not minding it. they prefer it this way, actually. they have issues... controlling themselves around you. it's hard to, when you're just so perfect. they'll make they're move when they can stop the intense trembling and sweating and panting that comes from getting too close. for now, they'll have to stick with exposure therapy.

exposure therapy started off, well, small. as it should. at first, it was taking a drink out of a public trashcan when you were done with it (you're so perfect, you don't even litter when you think no one is there. im there, of course, but you don't know that. not yet.) and just holding it. the cup was still warm from your heat... and probably the fact it was a warm drink but it was probably your heat. your heat. that alone was enough to make their knees shake. they just couldn't help it!

next was going into a store and trying on the exact clothes you had tried on only moments before. they couldn't actually get the clothes on but they could smell just a faint whiff of you. they spent the next hour in the dressing room, just smelling the clothes until they could memorize your scent. pin point what deodorant you wore that day. (are you out of shampoo? i can't smell it around the neckline. but that does give me an idea for my next therapy session..) they bought the clothes. they didn't really have any use for them other the fact they vaguely smelled like you and, well, they assumed you wore them at some point so that made them valuable. they sit folded next to your discarded drink, which was covered in kiss marks and dried saliva.

next exposure session was a lot easier than the others at first but the end was.. overwhelming. they bought your exact brand of shampoo and conditioner, deodorant, perfume/cologne if you owned any, everything that carried a scent. makeup products, laundry detergent, air fresheners, candles, everything and anything to make their house smell like yours. at first, it was euphoric to inhale and smell what they assumed your home must smell like... but your home wouldn't smell like a bath and body works candle. or air freshener. or your laundry detergent. it would smell like human. sweat, dust, dirt, skin cells, it would smell like you, why doesn't it smell like you, they bought all of this stuff and it still doesn't smell like you! how do they replicate the smell of you without you? (i can't- i can't get it right, it's not right, nothing smells right, it doesn't smell like me or like you, why doesn't it smell like you, i tried so hard, i was sure i got everything right and it would smell exactly like your home but it doesn't, i know this isn't what your home smells like, i can't bring you home to something that smells so.. WRONG!) they ended up crying into the week old clothes they bought, desperately trying to smell you and failing, which gave them the motivation for their next "session".

they needed some place to get close to you without drawing attention with their excessive sweating, panting and desperate whines from overwhelming feeling of pure love but they also needed to be close enough to smell you. now, what better way to accomplish those things than to get something of yours? their plan was perfect. simple. just open your window to get a whiff and be on their way! (just a whiff, i promise) but.. you wouldn't be home for a while.. they were right there, they could just pop in really quickly, maybe take some pictures? nothing big! just some pictures and a sniff! (ill be so fast, i won't even be there long enough to leave footprints!) but. the smell. the warmth left behind. the pure feeling of you surrounding them, it was too addictive and they felt like they were overdosing. shaking, panting, whimpering, legs pressed tightly together as they gently touched your bed (still so warm.. you did leave just recently. did you know how cold i was feeling? is this a sign..? you did this for me, right?), feeling the fabric under their fingertips, completely entranced by the way it moved and folded under the slight pressure. it felt like you were holding their hand, luring them into bed for just a quick snuggle, just one quick snuggle and then you'll both leave, right? they wiped their mouth, taking a deep breath to steady themselves. it didn't work but the black dots that had been playfully floating around the edge of their vision faded. they raised their phone and started taking pictures. unsteady, shakey, slightly blurry pictures but they didn't need to be exact, they just needed to be able to see your room layout so they could memorize your style, what things brought you comfort, how you organized things so that when you eventually moved in, it would be less stressful and they're sure you won't miss this old shirt under your bed or these strands of hair or this pair of underwear at the bottom of your laundry basket or this pencil or this hair tie or this bit of dust or this small decoration. (you didn't even notice i licked your toothbrush or kissed your pillow.. in fact, you seemed to sleep even better tonight.. do my indirect kisses relax you, my love? ill be sure to give you more.)

#by someone else

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Stalker yanderes who hide inside your closet, hearts beating erratically because you caught them just as they were inside your room, rummaging through your things. 

Stalker yanderes who try their best to press themselves as far into the back of the closet as possible, begging to whatever diety out there that you don’t find them. And as they shift as quietly as possible, their hands come across a soft fabric. Imagine their surprise when they pick it up in the darkness and make it out to be your panties. 

Stalker yanderes who jerk one out in the closet, muffling their moans and heavy panting with your underwear, inhaling your scent deeply. 

Stalker yanderes who wrap it around themselves and bite down harshly on their shirts, trying their best to keep quiet as they come to completion. 

Stalker yanderes who hide silently in the closet, watching through the narrow gap between the doors as you do your little thing and start settling into bed. Who then creep out once they know you’re asleep and decide that they need a little reward for waiting patiently inside the cramped space.

Stalker yanderes who are quiet about their wants, simply relishing in a simple touch as you snore the night away. They cop a feel of your breasts, gently roll it around their fingers. Ones who just want to press up against you, give you a slight squeeze and pretend that this is normal, that they’re your boyfriend who came home from work late and not a perverted stalker who trespassed into your house. Others that like to kneel on your bed, press their crotch close to your face and watch you sleep as they rub one out and blow all over you. Some might clean you up, others might believe a little marking is necessary and leave. 

Stalker yanderes who jump onto your bed and tackle you, startling you awake and pinning you down, holding your arms in a vice grip. Who straddle your waist and kiss every inch of you, licking their lips slowly before kissing you fully. Who muffle your screams and cries with their mouths and hastily grab and grope, rubbing themselves up against your thrashing legs like it doesn’t bother them.

Stalker yanderes who don’t hesitate to take what they want from your struggling form, but others who just murmur soft praises and compliments, who promise that if you don’t kick it’ll be nice and you’ll both feel so good. 

Stalker yanderes who beg for forgiveness with soft words of love and devotion, who whisper apologies into the crook of your neck and kiss it tenderly even as they thrust viciously into your body, watching your eyes lull back and forth with exhaustion. 

Stalker yanderes who get lucky, getting to hold you in their arms as you pass out. Who can pretend that this is all normal, that this is meant to be, who whole-heartedly (and delusionally) believe that you’ll wake up tomorrow and accept them in your bed, accept them buried in between your legs and in your cunt. 

Stalker yanderes being deluded incels who don’t know the difference between right and wrong. 

#by someone else #stalking

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imagine that everyone knows about person a’s obsessive, controlling, jealous behavior. everyone knows but person b, who thinks that person a is an adorable sweetheart. what kind of conflicts would that bring up? would person b ever find out the truth?

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imagine person a lost someone close to them once before, so they do everything for person b. person b doesn’t want the help, but person a can’t help it. one day, person b gets seriously hurt, and person a snaps. person b wakes up chained to their bed. what happens next?

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imagine person a is a doctor who falls in love with their patient, person b, and keeps them sick in order to keep seeing them at the hospital.

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imagine person a gets amnesia and forgets everything. luckily for them, their partner, person b, helps them get back on their feet. however, person b might not be who they say they are…

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imagine person a bugging person b’s house with cameras and microphones.

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imagine person a buys a beautiful necklace for person b, encouraging them to where it all the time. person b doesn’t realize it’s a gps tracker.

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imagine that person a is posing for a sculpture made by person b. person b slowly falls in love with how perfect person a’s face is, and falls for them. person b’s obsession grows until the finished sculpture isn’t enough for them. what happens next?

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imagine person a building a shrine of person b. what does it consist of? how does it look like? how big is it?

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imagine that person a and person b live in apartments across from each other. person a is hermit who is obsessed with the perfect life of person b.

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