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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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MBTI type functions Yandere-ified. (“Lesson” #1)

I have been reading more on MBTI types. Still ain’t a MBTI expert (and with how everything has been for me, my eyes has glazed over some reading like Jung’s book. Nor am I aiming to be one ^^;). But I thought it would be kind of fun to break down these functions and twist them into a yandere mindset. And I’m not talking about the 4 letters code that we usually see everywhere for MBTI types (INTP, ESFJ, ISFJ, etc).

What functions?? (If you don’t know/unsure, read on!)

Functions are cognitive processes.

They make up the 4 letter codes in MBTI types. The 4 letter codes showcase these functions in a neat and easy to understand way, but there’s more to them if you understand how these letter codes are form! It’s not just thinking vs feeling or introverted vs extroverted etc.

There are eight in total. Each of these eight functions can either be Extraverted or Introverted. Four of the functions are grouped into the Judging information accessing processing, awhile the other four are in the Perceiving information accessing processing. That’s the overall gist of it. I mean, I’m sure this is still confusing (and again, I’m not an expert), but I don’t know if I want to keep rambling to explain it. So just know that each MBTI types have 4 letter codes that represent 4 functions (which are cognitive processes of that type). There are also like the order of the functions and something called shadow functions. Those can be talked about in future posts.

example: INTJ are 4 letter codes for these 4 functions:

Ni, Te, Fi, Se.

Anyway, here we go:

Four functions of MBTI types (yandere-ified)(the other four will be in another post):

Note: The mbti types as Yanderes is done just for fun and I’m not an expert on MBTI. It’s all exaggerated so I hope this doesn’t offend anyone. Also, this is just me mostly writing on the fly to de-stress. DNI if you’re a minor or you can’t separate fiction from reality.

Sensing and intuition is the process of how one take in the world. How yanderes view you and the relationship.

Se: Extraverted Sensing (clingy stalking):

As soon as this yandere knows you’re the one. They will quickly move into action. Notices little things in order to create opportunities to get closer to you/make you fall in love with them. Essentially collecting data on you which will be noted by their senses. So like maybe they’ll collect(steal) an item that belongs to you which has your scent, or record your lovely voice. Focus more on experiences that entice their senses; which means lots of things like touching/kissing/hugging you or sharing/feeding food to each other (maybe forcing you to feed them with your fingers. Enjoying not only the taste of the food, but also the sensation of your fingers).

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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Yandere MBTI types' First Kiss with Darling 😘

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Short and (sort of) quick (sort of?) silly post. If it ever strike my fancy, I will redo/ and expand on this. (Or send me a message about it) ^^

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disclaimer: This is fictional. I don’t condone any toxic behavior. I’m not a MBTI type expert. It’s been exaggerated/twisted for entertainment. Minors DNI. Do not plagiarize.

ENFP: Happens during a (his) planned trip. Doesn’t matter if you don’t want to go or not. Set an ideal spot and after getting you to lower your guard (in awe with taking in all the breathtaking sights, slowly getting tired from all the walking. He's good at taking note those little changes in you), jumps in to give you an enthusiastic kiss. Knocks you over. But that’s ok, now you guys can kiss and cuddle under the stars. And if he has to, he’s will get creative with making you hold still for it.

ENFJ: Happens out in public. Some kind of social community event or party. You don’t want to be there. But he’s parading you around with his arm around you. Told you before that it’s for your own good. Not exactly a lie but that’s not all there is to it. Which you quickly find out after his speech, publicly thanking you and calling you “the love of his life”, then with an audience watching, kisses you. Marking you for all to see. The kiss looks very "proper" but there's passion in his stare and out of sight from the audience, his hand slowly sensually rubbing your side.

ISTJ: Annoys you with something but he doesn’t care. He’s tired so he’s holding you in his arms. You’re not having it. He yawns and says he’s bored. You tell him to f*ck off. That amused him to sarcastically joke, “Aren’t you moving a bit too fast?”. Before you could say another word, he’s kissing you. Depending on how he feels, the kiss might be quick and brief, or intense, teasing to push your boundary for a reaction.

INTJ: Would be a long time before he even starts to hold your hand. In the meantime, it’s researching and preparing however he can for the kiss. Might obsessively start to stare observe your lips. (Awkwardly trying to gather data on your lips shape, texture, look, movement…..) If it’s not your first kiss and there’s evidence of it somewhere (like caught on camera), he’s taking it to dissect each moment. Before, after, and the kiss itself. It will also fuel him to make sure his kiss with you will be perfect.

Which might fall apart if he’s having a really bad time (“how can you not see that we’re perfect for each other?! It makes no sense!”), suddenly does a 180 with a surprise kiss. Very tense and intense. A side you wouldn't expect to see from him. Otherwise, it's when he can't take it any longer and needs you. Soft touches turning possessive. Another unexpected side. But soon enough, you'll see all sides to him... And it's only for you to see.

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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How would a relationship between an istp and a yandere intj work?

✨Yandere INTJ (AMAB) x ISTP (GN)✨

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Disclaimer: The mbti types as Yanderes are done just for fun and I’m not an expert in MBTI. It’s all exaggerated so I hope this doesn’t offend anyone. This is more like ramblings for me to de-stress. DNI if you’re a minor.

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At first, it’s awkward. Neither one has a reason to chat with the other. Truthfully, INTJ might first quickly dismiss ISTP as someone who is not on their intellectual level. It’s only until they’re at some kind of event or conference that pertains to their overlapping interests/ongoing projects, do they finally say their first words to one another.

Yandere INTJ would be curious to hear what ISTP got cooking up with their own project. Especially if it’s something that he’s not familiar with. After a few minutes of talking, ISTP would offer INTJ to further continue their discussion elsewhere.

ISTP would want a change of pace/environment, make something happen, and if they have to, they will take it into their own hands to do so. Secretly, they also want to see how INTJ will react. Example…could be something like going for a run, or if feeling like a daredevil that day, inviting INTJ to something as risky as a skydive. Then having the discussion afterward, or …. possibly during the dive. (Or you know, maybe cause a fire. That’s it. Fire solves everything). Or just simply enthusiastically show INTJ, their mechanical creations up close. They can claim something like the adrenaline helps focus and memory. After hearing such a claim, INTJ would be reluctant, but also too curious to not take up the offer.

ISTP will make interesting points, keeping INTJ engage (even though he might disagree with/raise an eyebrow at some of the impracticality of their ideas). The next thing he knows, hours have already passed and although exhausted by ISTP’s antics, there’s something appealing about them.

INTJ will later ponder to himself that ISTP is not only just an adrenaline junkie. They do have a brain under that hood, an interesting creative mind. Backed up with knowledge that intrigues INTJ due to its novelty, hooking him to keep going back for more. Slowly getting obsessed with what ISTP has to offer.

-When in love but not together yet, INTJ will be carefully observing ISTP, even analyzing what they have created (Like trying to find meanings in them that goes beyond surface level appearance). All in hopes to better understand them. Thinking it will then be easier to romance them and to satiate his own curiosity.

-With how free sprited ISTP is, after spending time with them then falling in love, INTJ will start to take on a more risk taking mindset. Less inhibition to give into his deepest desires. Perhaps that’s what pushes him to finally kidnap them.

-After the kidnapping has already taken place, INTJ will give their “partner” a work area of their own. Both will have their own separate space/room to work on their projects. (He sometimes needs his own space. Although he would want them to eventually think his project/plan is the better one, so then they will hop on board with what he wants to do.) But if they “misbehave”, he will be displeased and punish them by taking that privilege away. (And besides, it’s like he’s asking them to escape by letting them have access to tools to make their getaway…. Probably thought that they will “wake up” and realize being with him is the best thing to do.)

-ISTP can be quite messy with their belongings. Piles of papers and tools strewn all over their work table. INTJ will be disapproving of this. Wouldn’t understand how anyone can work under such conditions. He’ll pointedly remark that this is why they have so many abandoned projects, and trouble with committing to longer ones. This is why they need him. They can do, be better… with guidance of his “teachings”. (ISTP will vehemently disagree with all of it. And not just because they were kidnapped by them. They don’t like being control or conforming to ways of doing things by others.)

-Both will be constantly fighting over control. INTJ wants to “help” them. (He will consider his help a priceless gift. If it was any other person, he wouldn’t have much patience to lend his help. ISTP is special and in his mind, should be thankful for the help.) Awhile ISTP would be fed up with the lack of freedom given by INTJ.

-When INTJ’s stress is high, he’ll get touchy with his beloved captive. One might think ISTP will lash back and venomly reject this. But…actually, ISTP can quickly be touch starved enough to give into those touches. And if they find INTJ to be physically attractive, then it’ll likely won’t take long for them to completely give into the hungry touches of INTJ.

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Important end notes:

Hey, thanks for the ask! It was fun to figure out how this would work out (It was actually pretty tough in some ways though…). As I was typing this up, I soon realize that this will turn into a full/super long post. As much as I wish I can freely have the time to do such a post, I can’t. Got to control myself lol. So, I finished typing the “first meeting” part (started to type that earlier today), then i decided to make the rest to be random bullet points. Which are just… more ramblings. But I had to cut out quite a bit of things I wanted to write for this. Hope that was ok.

After making this post, I’m thinking that for future asks (which I guess this one, essentially turned it into a “request”), I would like it if it was asking for a more specific scenario. Like asking what yandere *mbti type* would do if their darling was sick.

If anyone wants a full post/ and something more general, like asking for pairings such as this one, then please check out this (the interest check for commission/tips).✨ Thanks! (And thanks for bearing with me, just a noob with all of this lol)

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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Yandere A.I. Researcher + MBTI (INTJ), Cyberpunk-ing Darling’s soul into an AI (Part 1??)

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A bit of a misleading title… So this AI idea was supposed to be without the MBTI aspect. It was going to be an original yandere thriller story that has been morphing in my brain for awhile (And had chapters or was to be made into an actual short story), but pft….I don’t see it happening anytime soon and I just wanna get this out.

Then I started to think it would be interesting (to me) to ponder about how each types would use AI technology for their own use. My AI idea is mostly based on what little understanding I have on how current chatbots work. What and how it works, including the limitations of the tech.

And like I said in my previous post, if I got to pick one then I’m only writing for a yandere INTJ for this post. (Also sorry, but there aren’t any cyberpunk elements here. Well, not really anyways…. 👀 But yeah, I would need my brain to be hook up to a mainframe for that. :p)

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disclaimer: This is fictional. I don’t condone any toxic behavior. I’m not a MBTI type expert. It’s been exaggerated/twisted for entertainment. Minors DNI. Do not plagiarize.

Yandere INTJ:

yandere INTJ would be an A.I. researcher and developer who is part of a team in creating the best human A.I. …and is in love with you. (This realization coming about after many late night self debates, and trying to make logical sense of any and all emotions towards you.) But being a perfectionist, necessary prep work is needed before making the first move on you.

yandere INTJ’s Ni function naturally lends into imagining all the possibilities of A.I. technology. Thinking; “Oh hey, why not run all possible simulations on how to get you to fall in love with me??” Maybe create an A.I. chatbot of you? That’s a good start.

Imagining being able to roleplay out all sorts of scenarios with you. Replaying/redoing over and over any certain scenarios, until yandere INTJ feels it’s prefect and confident enough on replicating such results with the real you. Virtually creating a safe space to test out everything yandere INTJ needs to know. (As well as fulfilling curiosity and allowing yandere INTJ to get that much needed emotional connection in the meantime.)

Using the most expensive A.I. language processing model. (Secretly abusing what’s available through the job) Screw the costs and possible environmental impact. This is for love science!

Step 1; recreating your personality into the A.I. chatbot. Using a specialty of stalking keen observation and perceptive sense of analyzing people, to jot down everything that makes you as a person, including all your little habits and quirks. (It also sates yandere INTJ’s curiosity about you.)

Step 2; having the A.I. speak like a human and act like you. For this, yandere INTJ being good with technology, breaks into your phone and computer to download all your personal texts and emails.

Step 3; making sure the A.I.’s knowledge bank isn’t a complete blank slate. Not only does Yandere INTJ wants the A.I. to have common sense, but also have the ability to hold an intelligent conversation/debate. So download all sources of credible encyclopedic knowledge. Including all philosophical texts and treaties throughout history. Yes, very important. That would definitely make the A.I. be more human-like too.

Step 4; delete delete delete. Putting in overtime with approving and disapproving on every single word that’s found in your emails and texts. What goes into A.I., will come out from it. Meaning the choice of words and how it talks, is based on this. Long late nights, obsessively trying to get the A.I. “perfect”.

Disapproving of any mentions of your family and friends in your texts and emails, or anybody else in your life. Will disapprove any habits that yandere INTJ considers “bad”. Nudges any mentions of topics or stances, that yandere INTJ agrees on/interested in, to approval. And small talks are useless in the mind of the yandere INTJ. So disapproving those as well.

Falls more in love with you from reading those emails and texts. For yandere INTJ, can already imagine how perfect the conversation would be between the both of you.

Yandere INTJ starts to appear colder and more distant from everyone at work. Loosening restraint on keeping temper in check, due to stress and the inability to keep up a healthy routine. Becoming even more of a workaholic. But it's an oddity to others, when mentioning you, it magically activates a more pleasant side to yandere INTJ. (Or more like socially bearable one)

Finally, it’s done. Boots up the program on a private PC at home. Your photo loads onto the screen. (A selfie photo swiped from your phone) Starts chatting and waits (with some impatience)…. when at last, the A.I. you greets back with a “Hi, I’m Y/N. Who are you?”... Oh yeah, that’s right, you don’t know yandere INTJ. No relationship status established. No data about yandere INTJ can be retrieve, because there has been zero interaction between the two of you.

And yandere INTJ hates doing small talks.

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to be continued..??? Includes; the darkest timelines. Stuff happens to you (where you get your cyberpunk/sci-fi flavor) and yandere INTJ goes crazy over “fixing” you (both of you). Yandere INTJ does crazy mental gymnastics to get the “perfect” love. Have a meltdown on both sides, with some touching moments (both kinds if you know what I mean). If anyone wants that, then leave a message to let me know. That includes doing this AI idea for the other MBTI types. (Seriously, almost kind of want to just dump the “ending” here.)

Truthfully, I think I slightly twisted how a yandere with an INTJ personality would act. Just because it sounds better/fit the “plot” I have in mind. But I hope it doesn’t really take anyone out of it, and is still an entertaining read. (Although I’m sure I had made points that seem off with each personality type anyways. I wouldn’t mind someone pointing out any inconsistencies though!)

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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Motivational quotes twisted by Yandere MBTI types

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Was thinking about how some of those short motivational quote posters might be used by some yandere MBTI types (the ones I had done posts for : ISTP, ENFP, ENFJ. Can find them here.), being used in a darker context or take on a twisted meaning. Sort of using the quote as a prompt. I’m just doing one quote for this post. (Not sure if I will make more)

I’m not completely sure why but I decided to write this as dialogues from the yanderes themselves. But here we go! :

“Hang in there”

ISTP:

“How are you liking your punishment, babe? *chuckle* … Hmm… interesting… What if I moved this a bit higher and make this a little.. tighter? Hmm? Oh, come on, babe, I know you can bear this a little longer. Just hang in there~”

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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Idk if this is an overall thing or just a test-run but I got a message today that it’s now possible for other people to blaze my posts (aka shove them into other people’s faces by paying real money for it). Sadly I had to close the tab on my phone so now I am not sure where I can turn that off again, so I just want to say this to caution you guys to please, please, please check with blogs if it’s okay to blaze their posts.

That said, I do NOT want my posts to be blazed. Please save the money, I will turn off the function as soon as I find it. I’d hate my posts to be shoved into someone’s face even if it was harmless, but it isn’t. No one should be forced to see what they don’t like or care about, and I don’t appreciate anyone causing harm to others by blazing my stuff. It wouldn’t only harm others but also me, since it makes me a prime suspect for harrassment when someone feels offended by what they were forced to see, so please consider it before wasting money.

If it’s some corporate bullshit and you want to support them, then I guess go ahead, they probably don’t care. But if it’s some random person, and especially someone who’s post might make others uncomfortable, please don’t just do it. If you want to support them, most people have tip jars somewhere so you can send it there, but don’t just promote their post to anyone that might not be the targeted audience…

Tumblr staff says they are overlooking and refusing posts against community guideline, but honestly, I wouldn’t trust them to hold my child no matter what they say. It might still slip through. A story could start harmless and they don’t bother reading it all and give it the go-ahead. Are we even sure it’s people and not bots checking?

So please check with the blogs you want to support. And to be fair, tumblr is not that good of a website that it’s worth it spending money on boosting views on posts. If you want to support people, go to them directly.

#Important #With my understanding of what is a blaze post #Don’t know how other yandere writers feel but I think best to not do it #People can ask them first but for me it’s a no thanks #(I would be surprised if someone was thinking of it though)#Although not trying to be a gatekeeper but it might draw in people who hates yandere and harass anyone part of the community too :/#also yeah it’s annoying and might make others uncomfortable if they see something they don’t want to see

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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Upcoming updates (?) Current ideas.

Currently thinking of writing something for a yandere bully (No MBTI involved). I got the beginning, sort of something for the end, and extreme vagueness in the middle. Sounds like how I feel with some of my days. Lol. Also being stubborn about wanting to fit in this one specific line.

Still mucking around ideas with that one webtoon character. Contemplating on doing similar MBTI posts to my most recent one (I have a few ideas for that). And sort of looking at my unfinished old MBTI writings.

Would also like to read more stories from other writers. Which I think I would be doing that whenever I get the time, instead of writing something new (I mean excluding planning/writing little notes for them in private.) Since my brain currently (and probably for awhile) doesn’t have the brainpower to write much, and ofc time (Unless maybe I get a huge inspiration/ and want to write similar posts to my last one).

So most likely to see more reblogs of writings from other writers for awhile, whenever I get on here. Also maybe today, reblogging a few of my stuff too.

#blog update #Can’t edit my pinned post :/#my ramblings #admiration for writers who write good stories fairly quickly or consistently. My brain can’t handle it or at least for now.#I’m no wordsmith.

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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A Fool’s Game [Yandere Chrollo x Reader]

Title: A Fool’s Game [Yandere Chrollo x Reader]

Synopsis: It’s the last day of the life you and Chrollo have enjoyed so sweetly for some time now. It’s a shame you don’t even know it’s the last. Commissioned piece.

Word count: 2536

Notes: Yandere, toxic relationship, future kidnapping

It’s a shame. A damned shame. A crying shame, really, if he were prone to the weakness of tears in anything but the most drastic of situations. Maybe this will be one of those situations, after all. He’s not sure yet, and dwelling on it will only make it harder for him to confront.

He bears such a heavy burden, and you don’t even know about it.

This day… is the last day that he’ll be able to enjoy the sweet, domestic bliss of normalcy with you.

The last day that you will wake up him with kisses on his cheek, softly crooning his name in a singsong lilt; the last day he will get to see you flit about the apartment kitchen in the brightly colored apron you’d excitedly picked out to wear while you did chores; the last day you’ll love him purely and sweetly as you do now.

Because at the end of the day, you’re going to be abandoning the life you’ve built for yourself and leaving with him.

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#I love the forlorn thoughts he has intruding throughout the date #Putting aside those thoughts #The date is so sweetly written #Almost makes me wanna date him :p #He’s so melodramatic #Love it and I was actually kind of giggling inside #although for real for a quick moment I couldn’t help but thought something else was going to happen #When I saw that Chrollo tag though I laughed out loud #Had the same thought too #Maybe Chrollo can be part of a soap opera #yandere x reader #yandere hxh #yandere chrollo #reblog #not my stuff

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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“ You know Shiggy, I would have gone on a date with you if you just asked.”

note: yandere, kidnapped reader

He pauses the game. That, on its own, is unusual. There's a buzzing sort of quiet in the room, punctuated by the hum of the mini-fridge and his shallow breathing.

But he unpauses it just as quickly, and the room is once again filled with the discordant noise of gunfire and explosions and distant complaints of fellow gamers over their mics.

"Well I didn't ask," he says, voice just a little more remote now, fingers flying over the controls. "So I don't know why you're nagging me about it."

You roll your eyes and fall back on the bed. He's got your legs in his lap while you lay behind him on a pillow, a "compromise" from when you complained about feeling too stiff to sit in his lap for hours on end.

You're tired of watching him game, tired of it being so dark, tired of being here.

What if you weren't? What if things had been different, after all?

"I think... I would have asked you to meet me at a cafe." You stare up at the ceiling, at a water stain that mercifully never grew any bigger. "Somewhere out of the way, so it wouldn't be super busy, and we could talk but it wouldn't be totally awkward."

The date shows up, blurry and vague, in your imagination as you continue to talk to yourself, imagining a scenario in which you weren't kidnapped by an online dating match who turned out to be a villain with a terrible Quirk.

"I would have ordered us some food to share. And I'd ask you what you wanted to drink, and you would have murmured that you didn't know, so I would have recommended something. Not too sweet, because I don't think you'd like that."

You don't notice that he's shifted on the bed, turning his body to watch as you create this fantasy date.

"We'd be a little awkward at first, but, eventually you'd open up. You'd say something funny--well you know, like, dark humor--and I'd laugh and you'd sit a little closer. I wouldn't mind, and maybe I'd scooch closer to. When it got too crowded, I'd suggest heading out somewhere else. The park, maybe."

You try to imagine where it would go from there. It's hard, considering where things actually went.

"And... we'd go out on another date. And another one. And at some point I'd take a selfie of myself with your phone so it could be your background. And you'd pretend to be annoyed, but you'd like it, I think. You'd ask if you should do the same with my phone, and I'd say i'd rather have a photo of us together instead, and..."

You don't know where to go from there, because the fantasy is hard to keep up, and it's starting to crack.

"I don't know," you say. "I don't know what would happen after that."

You didn't even realize that he'd paused the game again. Not until you're suddenly aware that all you can hear is the hum of the room, his unsteady breathing, which you can almost feel in your legs, pressed on either side of his waist.

You flick your gaze up towards him and he's got his mouth pressed down, his eyes boring into you. Thinking. Waiting.

"Doesn't matter," he says finally, voice firm and matter-of-fact. He turns back to the game. "I didn't ask, and none of that happened."

No, you think. No, it didn't.

#Ah the bleakness and angst… You’re good at writing it #Including the sounds from him and the room #Using the game as like an extension of him and how he feels and thinks #and thinking the what if possibility. Good stuff #yandere x reader #yandere my hero academia #yandere bnha #yandere shigaraki

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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I wonder, when you guys read my yandere MBTI posts, who do you imagine in place for each MBTI types?

I think most of the characters I really like/find interesting are ENTP. And most of them, I’m not even in the fandom. :P

#my ramblings

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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you know my name.

❝ arm yourself because no one else here will save you, the odds will betray you, and I will replace you.

you can't deny the prize it may never fulfill you, it longs to kill you, are you willing to die?

the coldest blood runs through my veins, you know my name. ❞

yandere! Suzaku Kururugi/Lelouch vi Britannia x gn! reader

I had to, I just had to write something for them. I love them, they're messed up but that's their charm. ❤️ The love for Code Geass is strong and I am here to deliver!! Also fair warning, this is a bit spoilerish. Sincerest apologies if I messed up their characters though, they're really hard to write for.

Inspired by the song "You Know my Name" by Chris Cornell. There's also a great Code Geass AMV on YouTube with this song, check it out!

To the left or to the right, where should you go, which path should you take?

To the left you have Suzaku, sweet Suzaku Kururugi, a young man who devoted his heart and soul to the Empire that killed and slaughtered hundreds and thousands of people, a young man who still despite all of his shortcomings was still pure in his soul. Even as Death stared down at him there was still this certainty in his eyes, a bright aura of clarity engulfed him from head to toe. Justice was his companion he was certain of it. That's why, you had to pick him, you must pick Suzaku.

And to your left was Lelouch, not Zero but Lelouch, the cunning mastermind who was behind this entire ordeal. You met Lelouch at school and he caught your eye then with his monotone but smooth voice, his intellect was obviously far sharper and supervisor than pretty much any student in the academy you all went to. That's where you met the two of them, where your paths crossed and neither one of you could ever look back since. Lelouch was angry with the fact that his identity of Zero was exposed but his fury skyrocketed further the moment he saw you step foot into the cave in which he and Suzaku were supposed to have their grand battle. You obviously followed him, worried for Suzaku's wellbeing because he was constantly doing something with the military. He would often spy on the two of you in the hallways, always taking mental notes of what the two of you were discussing so feverishly. Lelouch often found himself frowning and scoffing at these little exchanges, angry at himself for feeling jealous, angry at Suzaku for his obliviousness to the nature of his feelings and of course at you, who dared to shower Suzaku with all of this attention and not him.

How cruel of you, he would often think to himself.

You had no right to do this to him, to creep into his life like a sneaky fox and toy with his heart, to screw with the grand plans he had in store. He lost count how many times he almost broke out of character because he saw you somewhere as worry would consume him, it would eat at him from the inside out, tearing him to shreds as his mind and heart screamed at him to keep you safe, to keep you close and to love you as much as his heart allowed him to. You and Nunnally were everything to him, he was ready to give everything up if it meant that you would be safe and protected.

Suzaku on the other hand, felt the need that he had to guide you, to show you a better path than the one you were already on, a path that could lead to not only your salvation but to his own. He was selfish, so incredibly selfish, but he saw you as the perfect attornment for his sins, the ultimate pleasure and punishment that was going to end all of his bitterness and misery. However, you often had your own little adventures which Suzaku would only find out about much later on when the damage was already done. It was usually something really stupid in the long run but when it came to you Suzaku never played around. Every bruise you suffered was like a punch in the gut to him, every cough you made felt like the air from his lungs was being snatched right out of him.

And every time he saw you with Lelouch it felt as though the devil himself was tempting him to grab the gun and pull the trigger.

He wished to be your savior, you white knight in shining armor, he wants to give you everything he couldn't give to Euphemia. Only then will he be allowed to live. He was going to destroy you and build you once again, he was going to give you a chance to rise from your old ashes and fly high into the sky like a mighty phoenix, who's destiny it was to shine bright and guide the good souls down the righteous path.

Lelouch was thoroughly disgusted by this idea.

He doesn't want you to change, he likes you just the way you are. Suzaku's ideas did always drive him up the wall but this really was pushing it. If you changed what was going to happen next, what was going to happen to him?

Neither one of them believed that the other was good for you, that's exactly what lead you into this situation.

Therefore, where shall you go? Do you go to Suzaku, the man who was ready to sacrifice you in order to save himself and the world in order to make you even more beautiful or Lelouch, the man who was ready to burn the world to ashes even if you didn't want him to do so?

There was no one who could save you from this fate, not even God himself could step in to save you from this death sentence.

#Ah I really like the duality emphasize between the two with their motive for the world and for you #And the tense emotion towards each other and how the other treats you #Yandere x reader #yandere code geass #Yandere suzaku #Yandere lelouch

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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The Enemy’s Embrace

a/n: This doesn’t really has any big background. I saw a book quote on TikTok and thought that the scene would fit so well in a yandere scenario. So I wrote it! Hope you guys enjoy it :3

Warnings: Yandere, Mention of Stalking, Mention of unconsenting actions, Mention of Killing, Soft Yandere

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A shuddering sigh escaped your shivering lips as your gaze fell from the lattice above your head to the cell bars keeping you locked inside the cell.

There were so many things wrong with you being thrown in the dungeon. You didn’t commit the crimes you were accused of and never fought the guards to deserve the resentment they’ve harbored. They had been downright glad to deliver you into the outdoor cell despite the early-winter cold setting in already, telling you you ‘deserved’ it.

Why did this happen?

Even after days, you lamented the questions of why and how, but the realization—a realization that made you angry beyond measure, furious and wild—had long set in. No matter how much you tried to ignore it for the sake of your own sanity, it wouldn’t let you forget the reason you were here.

Not least because the reason kept talking to you with an awfully smug grin on his face as he waited for you to break.

“I don’t mind sharing, you know?”

“I know,” you mumbled, turning your back towards your cellmate and hitting your head against the cold stone to remain composed. You knew. You knew so well. The man wouldn’t stop talking, belittling you with every word he uttered. And you knew he didn’t mind sharing at the cost of you giving in to him.

It was driving you mad.

Glancing back over your shoulder, you watched your arch nemesis, the man you hated most in the entire world, flap his beautiful fur coat into the air, exposing the free space he had underneath to spare for you. That was if you could lose your dignity and sit between his legs, allowing this awful man to envelop you in a warm embrace.

He was grinning, as always, when he caught your eyes. Smugly. Challenging. Aware. Aware that you were slowly freezing to death in just your clothes while he had cozily bundled up in luxury unbefitting of a prisoner. He had been here longer than you, thrown into this dungeon for his crimes before they even came to get you. Someone took pity on the man who presented himself oh-so-dramatic and charming when he wasn’t an insane villain. He just had to wail to and flirt with some of the noble ladies passing by the lattice until one of them decided to drop the poor man such a fine fur coat to survive the cold.

It wasn’t like he could come near you or hurt you again from his position, bound by chains around his wrists that weren’t short enough to immobilize him but not long enough to walk away from his spot. But even after all this time, he still enjoyed the torment of your suffering; every breath you blew against your icy fingers sending a shiver of excitement down his spine.

Sadly, no one thought of gagging him as would be appropriate for a notorious liar. Though the court believed you initially when you told them about his misbehavior—the following, the touches, the murders all in your name—somehow, he convinced them that you weren’t an innocent part in all of this. There was nothing you could have done to convince them of your innocence after he charmed his way into the hearts of the jury with fake reasoning and pleading for justice. He opened his mouth, and everyone played his game—except you.

For these reasons, you hated him. And for your rejection, he loved you.

He could have had anyone, even a noble knight or the princess of the kingdom. But he wanted you, specifically, and preferably on your knees, begging for him. His taunting invitation to a warm huddling under the fur was just another way to torment you. He simply wanted to have you just because he decided you belonged to him, and crush your mind to fill it with the same insanity as his.

You had fought him for years. You barely escaped him on so many occasions. But while it had felt like victory to see him being dragged off by guards to his new home, the outdoor cell you hope he’d never escape from, in the end, it had all been in vain. And as you stood in the cell, facing the grey stone wall, this realization was the hardest to accept in all your life.

Because you were really fucking cold.

Even if you had thought about the possibility of yourself dying while getting rid of this lunatic, the thought still pained you. Things had gone wrong many times, but you always made it. You wanted to live. You fought so hard for your freedom and to survive. How could you possibly just throw it out now and allow him to lure you into his grasp?

“What must I do to make you come here and stop being so wary of me? When have I ever done something for you to hate me so?”

Even when he let out a defeated sigh before he spoke, his voice was nothing but mockery. He once again played the role of a savior. A gentleman, a soft-hearted soul in a cruel world. He was right that the world was a cruel place, especially for a genuine and kind person like you. But if you needed saving, you didn’t want it to be from an actor who played the role of the selfless hero while grinning at the blood on his own hands.

“I’m good,” you replied coldly, much like you were feeling. Hugging your body, you sunk to the ground, rocking yourself back and forth while trying to ignore the annoying villain on the other side of the cell. Closing your eyes, you tried to imagine the summer sun shining down, warming your skin instead of the cold winter breeze ramming into you. Things would have been much easier if he had stopped talking.

“Not to unnerve you, but despite always being stunningly beautiful, the color of your lips is slowly making me nervous, too. We both know you are freezing.”

He just wouldn't shut up.

“I. Don’t. Want. You. Near. Me,” you repeated the same phrase you’ve been telling him from day one. A phrase he usually liked to ignore and keep sputtering. However, not this time, and suspicion forced you to open one eye to see what he was doing as he didn’t reply.

He was simply staring at you. Blankly, unnervingly. You had to look away because his unblinking eyes were unsettling to look into, wide like those of cats staring at an object of desire but void of the empathy of a human.

“Frankly, I don’t care what you want,” he muttered quietly, barely audible over the howling of the wind. “But if I beg you to come here and let me warm you, will that help? Would you stop torturing me with that pitiful sight of you if I pleaded and said 'please’ and 'pretty please’? If I could, I would already be by your side regardless of if you’d let me, but don’t you have pity on me, too? Pity on the man who has to watch the love of his life slowly freeze to death while he can’t do anything to save you?”

You were so tired of his tirades. The endless amount of garbage he spoke as easily and freely as a bard sang of overdramatized adventures of heros without flinching about their lies. “Please,” he breathed. “Please let me warm you.”

Another shiver ran through you—from the cold or the desperation in his voice, you weren’t sure—but you didn’t move from your seat. Didn’t give him the gratification of acknowledging him even if your body began to burn from the cold. You heard the rustling of chains, and when you finally looked up, you could see him twist and turn his wrists in the cuffs, trying to loosen them somehow. Only when he noticed your gaze on him did he change from fighting the restraint to giving in.

Letting his hands sink to the ground as far as the chains allowed, he kneeled on all fours before reaching up one hand, ignoring how the cuff cut off the blood flow to his hand. He could never reach you, but he was still trying. No matter what, he never ceased to pursue you, even in the most impossible situations. It made you shiver even more to know the person that selfishly claimed you as his, had the determination of a starving lion to get what he wanted even when he was chained and immobilized.

“I'm begging you,” your enemy emphasized. “I’m begging you to let me help you. Let me hold you, so we can survive this together—or die trying. Together. Don’t die so far away from me where I can’t reach you. Can’t even follow you… I can’t even hold your hand. Please don’t leave me like this. Please just… forgive me. Have mercy on my unworthy, oppressed heart.”

Your eyelids were growing weary from the cold, and your mind even more so from his words. But as your movements slowly stilled, conflicting, old thoughts came to mind. Thoughts that you had chugged into the deepest drawer of your mind after he had been imprisoned. Thoughts you hoped never to have to resurface.

I’ll survive this. I can escape him no matter what happens. This is not the end.

Slowly, weakly, your arm stretched out. The realization turned your enemy’s expression into a surprised one, then he lept forward, ignoring any restraint and the impact on his body as he reached for your hand. His fingers barely grazed yours, but as you collapsed forward, he managed to snatch your wrist, keeping your face from hitting the dirty ground you two were seated on.

And before you knew it, you were enveloped in warmth.

He shifted all around you for a while until your feet were tugged in and under his legs, body covered by the fur and his—probably hurting—arms, one hand holding the coat closed around you so no draft could touch you, while the other one pressed your head into his chest, his chin resting on top of your hair. Completely absorbing you into the little warm orb that was the world he lived in.

“Finally,” he sighed, turning his face downwards to nuzzle it into your hair, ignoring the grime that must have built for days. As if nothing about you could scare him off. He didn’t seem bothered by anything as long as it concerned you, but you ignored anything he did for once, letting out a long sigh as the warmth slowly thawed you.

“You’re not getting out of this one,” he mumbled, planting a reverent kiss on your head, filled with the fulfillment of his longing for you, drawing it out as long as possible. Hand reaching up, he cupped your face and warmed your cold cheek with his palm while his thumb caressed you as if you were the most precious object he ever held in his grasp. “I finally have you,” he muttered, and you couldn’t help a weak huff as the words ever so softly reached you.

“You can’t escape me now. You’re all mine. Finally. I waited so long for the day you'd finally give in to me. I’ll get us out of here, and you’ll never have to want for anything, I promise. I’d do anything for you. You know that.”

You simply let him keep brabbling while he kept you warm. Fearing that if you refused him now, he too would reject you. That this really would be the end despite all the hardships you had overcome up to this point. You felt nothing of the worship he felt for you, for him, but if this was the only way to stay alive, you’d bite your tongue and let him confess a million more of his crimes to your ears only. You’d overcome this all the same.

You'd survive this, too.

But for now, you’d be warm, cradled in your enemy’s embrace.

#Love the desperation and smugness #Would look forward to the struggle if you ever write more for this #Yandere #yandere x reader #yandere enemy #reblog #not my stuff

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art-of-secret-dark-heart · 1 year

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Yandere MBTI types' First Kiss with Darling 😘

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Short and (sort of) quick (sort of?) silly post. If it ever strike my fancy, I will redo/ and expand on this. (Or send me a message about it) ^^

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disclaimer: This is fictional. I don’t condone any toxic behavior. I’m not a MBTI type expert. It’s been exaggerated/twisted for entertainment. Minors DNI. Do not plagiarize.

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Yandere A.I. Researcher + MBTI (INTJ), Cyberpunk-ing Darling’s soul into an AI (Part 1??)

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disclaimer: This is fictional. I don’t condone any toxic behavior. I’m not a MBTI type expert. It’s been exaggerated/twisted for entertainment. Minors DNI. Do not plagiarize.

Yandere INTJ:

Using the most expensive A.I. language processing model. (Secretly abusing what’s available through the job) Screw the costs and possible environmental impact. This is for love science!

Step 2; having the A.I. speak like a human and act like you. For this, yandere INTJ being good with technology, breaks into your phone and computer to download all your personal texts and emails.

Falls more in love with you from reading those emails and texts. For yandere INTJ, can already imagine how perfect the conversation would be between the both of you.

And yandere INTJ hates doing small talks.

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#Yandere x reader #yandere #Yandere x you #yandere scientist #Yandere mbti #Yandere x gn!reader #yandere x gn reader #yandere x gender neutral reader #Yandere researcher #Yandere INTJ #my stuff #don’t know if this idea is of much interest to you guys #Especially this post isn’t going ham on with the yandere behavior since that would be for the possible next part #Also doing this on my phone so don’t know if anything looks weird cuz unable to make this post on my laptop #And yes to generic photo of techy stuff haha #Forever rambling 8D;; it’s a compulsion…

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