#sadistic yandere

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

I’m back in my silly nonsense again and I do have a request, if that’s ok, I seriously don’t wanna annoy or stress you out hun but I do have a specific request in mind.

A sadistic yandere doctor x reader

It starts out simple enough like the reader goes in for a simple checkup and there’s a new doctor taking care of them and it escalates from there, every appointment with the new doctor becomes more unnerving and unhinged until escalating to abducting his “patient” and keeping them to himself

I dunno this sounded better in my head and plus you’re more creative than I am😅 I had this lil idea for a while and I’d figure it was worth a shot to ask, thanks for putting up with my silly shenanigans 😅

CW: Abduction, drugging, obsessive yandere, former bully reader, foul language, trypanophobia and mild iatrophobia

I took this ask and fucking R A N

The line between hatred and love is much thinner than one would like to believe.

(Reader) sat stiffly in the waiting room, staring at their phone while scrolling, not paying attention to anything that passed their eyes. Time was not moving fast enough, and it felt like they were about to have a heart attack while waiting for the doctor, fifteen minutes past their scheduled appointment time. They nearly jumped when the nurse finally called their name, not bothering to offer even a polite grin to the nurse as they were led back to get weighed, praying to whatever was listening that their deodorant didn't fail them. Sweat glued their shirt to their back, but (Reader) refused to take off their jacket.

Going to the clinic was always a hassle, and if it wasn't for the pain in their neck that refused to ease up they would have continued to avoid it like the plague. The nurse brought (Reader) back to an empty room, and left them there again, now waiting on a paper sheet that crinkled obnoxiously whenever (Reader) shifted and was ten times colder than they were in the waiting room. (Reader) took a shaky breath and continued to scroll absentmindedly on their phone.

A soft knock at the door was enough to make (Reader) drop their phone, diving for it as a nurse wheeled in a cart. "Hello, dear, how are we today?"

(Reader) popped back up, flushed. "Peachy."

"Lovely." The older woman grabbed a chart and read over (Reader's) information. "I'm going to take a quick little blood sample and get you checked in for Dr. Campbell."

Their face felt cold with how quickly their previous embarrassment faded into fear. Both at the thought of getting their blood drawn, and in confusion at hearing a new name. "Actually, my doctor is Dr. Kowl." (Reader) tried to correct the nurse.

The nurse smiled brightly. "Dr. Campbell is our newest doctor, he'll be taking over for Dr. Kowl when he retires. Can you remove an arm from your jacket please?"

(Reader) slipped their left arm out for the nurse, holding in their breath and averting their eyes while she pulled out a clean needle. Even if they couldn't see it, just knowing that it was getting closer to their arm sent a rush of adrenaline up and down their body so quickly that (Reader) was afraid it would knock them out. They swallowed a lump of snot threatening to choke them, rolling their eyes back to look at the ceiling as they ignored the tiny prick of pain.

"All done."

The sleeve was rolled down before (Reader) turned their head, a tight grimace plastered on their face. "Great."

"Dr. Campbell will be with you shortly." The nurse's demeanor was warm, but (Reader) couldn't feel it past the cold crispness of her scrubs. Clinic doctors weren't as bad as hospital or ER doctors, but they still were not pleasant to be around.

• 17 years ago •

A chubby boy with dark curly hair obscuring his eyes nervously watched (Reader) from afar, working up the courage to go speak to them. (Reader) had a bruise on their neck, partially hidden by their hoodie, and the young man was worried for the stranger in his high school. Tugging on his baggy shirt awkwardly while shuffling his feet, he made his way to the sad looking teen, struggling not to lose his nerve. "Hey.." he struggled not to stutter. "I was just, uh, wondering if everything was.. okay?"

The look of loneliness and emptiness on (Reader's) face was gone so fast that the boy thought he imagined it, now only seeing disgust and rage.

"The fuck you just say?"

• Present •

A young doctor with wavy brown hair stepped into the room, his downward turned eyes widening every so slightly, a bright, welcoming smile contrasting his surprised gaze, as he entered (Reader's) view. (Reader) was equally shocked, taken back by how handsome their new doctor was. "How are we feeling today?"

Hearing that typical doctor's greeting paled (Reader's) complexion, reminding them that no matter how hot this man might be, he was still a doctor. "I, uh, got a pain. It won't go away."

Dr. Campbell nodded, gently touching (Reader's) jaw as he tilted their head, watching their face carefully as they grimaced at certain angles. "Have we already taken X-rays?"

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong. Urgent care said it was a pulled muscle, I'm just here for a follow up." (Reader) noted how the new doctor searched their eyes uncomfortably; it was as though he was looking for something specific. "Is there something wrong?"

The doctor removed his hands, smiling again, but this time the smile seemed disingenuous, almost melancholy. "I'm sorry, I just.. you look like someone that I used to know." His jaw clenched under his smile. Dr. Campbell swiveled away, rolling to the computer and tapping on the keyboard for a couple of minutes before clicking his tongue. "I'm sorry, (Reader), but it looks like something went wrong with the blood sample we just took. Can you roll up your sleeve for me so I can get a new sample?" He asked while already reaching into his drawer, grabbing a fresh syringe and three vials.

(Reader) sighed, frustration displayed openly on their features. "Really?.."

• 17 years ago •

"Cry, bitch!" (Reader) snarled, kicking the new kid in his ribs. His only real crime was not knowing that, despite the lack of piercings, (Reader) was practically the leader for the high school's most notorious delinquents. The only reason (Reader) hadn't been expelled was because their grades never dropped below an A-, and the school prioritized their placement as the second best school in the country over a few accusations of harassment.

"Hey (Reader), who's your new friend?" Nate asked while sauntering over with the rest of (Reader's) friends.

"Dunno. Hey new kid," (Reader) bent down, grabbing a fistful of his dark hair and yanking his head up, "what's your name?"

The kid could barely speak through his sobbing. ".. Ichabod."

"HA! What kind of name is that?!" Lily cackled hysterically.

"From now on, I think you're going to be my new best friend.. ain't that right, pussy?"

His dark brown eyes couldn't help but fixate on (Reader's) neck as they glared down at him, the bruise shaped like fingers was so dark that in the lighting it looked like it was bleeding. "Well, that's the worse fucking name I've ever heard in my life. No wonder you're such a pussy.

• Present •

"I'm here for Dr. Campbell? I have a twelve-thirty about some blood results?" (Reader) grumpily muttered, pissed that they had to be back at the clinic only a week after their last appointment. Hearing Campbell's name, one of the receptionists smiled, fluttering her lashes and biting her lip subtly.

Her colleague saw her reaction and made a noise of approval. "That new doctor, he's quite the charmer, isn't he?"

"Stop!" The younger woman smiled harder, rolling her eyes. The whole thing made (Reader) grossed out. Yeah, the man was cute, but not when you're on the job. "Besides, he's.. unavailable."

"What? I didn't see a ring on his finger."

'They have forgotten me.' (Reader) puffed out their cheeks and patted their sides loudly, hoping the two medical professionals would get the hint and just sign them in.

"Apparently, he only became a doctor because of his highschool sweetheart. He said he had somebody whose 'attention' he 'wanted'." She sighed dreamily. (Reader) sighed also, but only out of frustration.

"Hey." (Reader) snapped, embarrassing the two receptionists as they looked to (Reader), mouths open like (Reader) was an apparition. "Twelve thirty. (Reader). Is there any paperwork I need to fill out?"

"Sorry! No-"

"Great." (Reader) interrupted the lady, heading over to the horribly uncomfortable chairs a few feet away. However, nearly as soon as (Reader's) butt touched the seat their name was called out, startling them on the speed.

They raised their eyebrows but didn't complain, heading back past the smiling nurses with disdain.

Dr. Campbell met (Reader) in the hall, sneaking up behind them. "Not big on smiling, huh?" The tall man grinned, feeling immense joy at the way (Reader's) face blanched and their muscles tensed.

"I'll smile for some good news." (Reader) forced a smile onto their face, the faux sign of friendliness not reaching their eyes.

He held out a hand as if to say 'after you', directing (Reader) to an open door.

• 16 years ago •

Ichabod couldn't look away from (Reader), studying their shaky visage as (Reader) barely held themselves together, teetering in the corner of the dirty basement. It was interesting, the first real emotion Ichabod had ever detected from (Reader) besides disgust.

Fear.

The group of 'friends' all drunkenly sat around Lily's older brother while he tattooed the minors in his dingy home. (Reader) was trying their hardest not to barf as the gun entered their friend's skin rhythmically.

"(Reader), check it out!" The dumbass child held up his arm, proudly displaying a jagged dog. "What'd ya think?"

"It looks like shit." (Reader) spat. The horror was masked by their hatred, fooling everyone except Ichabod. He stared a little too hard, finally drawing the attention of (Reader).

(Reader) could see by the look in Ichabod's eye that he saw their dirty little secret. Rage buzzed throughout (Reader's) body. "Why don't you give one to the pussy?"

Gasping, Ichabod went weak, experiencing something close to betrayal. He never felt an ounce of companionship from his 'best friend' but he was always looking for something from (Reader), he just couldn't understand what. Nate jumped up, launching towards the group's punching bag with sadistic glee.

(Reader) went blank, as they often did, showing neither pleasure nor anger as their friends closed in on Ichabod. "What about it? Since you're not fighting back, I take it that means you want one?" They paused, almost hoping for a reaction other than fright. But Ichabod was frozen, pleading (Reader) with his large teary eyes.

• Present •

"Fine. Hey Marty, why don't you write-"

"This better be the last time." (Reader) finally opened their eyes, too blinded by their phobia to question why their doctor's face was pink; why his large eyes were half lidded; and why he was smiling at them like they were the most attractive person he's ever seen in his life.

Dr. Campbell shuttered, eyes glazing over as he watched (Reader's) face contort, sweat beading on their forehead as the needle pierced their arm. (Reader) was so focused on not crying that they had no clue the look their new doctor was giving them. Being able to see this side to (Reader) was a privilege, one reserved for best friends.

"This should be the last test." His voice which usually oozed like honey quivered oddly, tickling a memory (Reader) couldn't quite recollect.

"Yeah, well, bit aggravating that both times I've gotten my blood drawn, something went wrong and it needed to be taken again." They pulled on their jacket with a huff. "Arm's beginning to look like a junkie's."

"Well, I do apologize for that. You can schedule your next appointment at the front desk. Your results will be in by next Thursday, we'll discuss them together then."

"Great." (Reader) left the room as quickly as possible, the agitation felt from being trapped in a doctor's office trumping how woozy they were. The nervous adult left the doctor behind, unaware of his erection hidden under his clip board. Dr. Campbell pocketed the blood sample, casually readjusting his pants through his pocket as he did so.

His smirk faded into something haunting, something damn near evil. "Last appointment, huh?" The doctor couldn't help but roll up his sleeve, his hard on becoming almost painful in the position he was sitting. A faded blue ink tattoo fuzzy with age and poor in quality marred his arm like a beautiful blemish.

• 15 years ago •

Cigarette smoke drifted up towards the gloomy clouds, the senior leaning against the fence that separated student and faculty parking lit a new cigarette as soon as the last one finished. Ichabod recognized (Reader) from behind, and found himself incapable of running and hiding, pulled in to his tormentor's side against his will. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of (Reader's) face, one eye completely swollen shut and their skin dark purple. Their one good eye stared at nothing, unblinking and dead.

(Reader) didn't look at Ichabod, knowing there was only one person dumb enough to approach them when they looked like this. No matter how hard they pushed him, he never stopped looking at them with that pitiful sentimentality. "Don't hang out with us at lunch today." Nate failed another history exam, and would be looking for someone to take his anger out on. (Reader) didn't know why they were sparing such a little bitch from getting his ass beat. Maybe they were just bored of him.

Ichabod flinched like he had just been hit, trying to will (Reader) to look at him, to explain themselves.

"Actually.. I'm done with you." They finished off their cancer stick, and dropped it into the gravel. "Stop hanging out with us."

"Why?" It was the only thing he could force himself to say.

(Reader) wondered why themselves. Would a therapist have been able to understand? See past their anger, their disgust? The only reason why (Reader) started bullying Ichabod was because he was new, and no one told him that (Reader) wasn't worth his sympathy. They knew he saw it, the bruise on their neck, and they could see it in his stupid face. And it pissed them off. Everyone knew-

(Reader) wasn't someone to pity.

Watery eyes threatening to overflow shook under the force of his tumultuous feelings as the baby faced young man got in (Reader's) line of sight. Even getting decked would be better than being ignored. But there was nothing in (Reader's) eye. He was invisible to them. "I hate pussies."

• Present •

"So, just a pulled muscle?" (Reader) grimaced, raising their hands in annoyance.

Dr. Campbell smiled, showing off all his pearly white teeth. "Thank God it wasn't something more serious."

"Great." Slapping their knees, (Reader) stood, ready to leave and hoping to never come back again. However, their body was stopped at the door by a strong hand gripping their wrist painfully, a deep scarlet staining Dr. Campbell's face and what was visible of his neck. "What?"

"Have we met before?" His face was smiling but his voice was on the verge of cracking.

"Yeah. Three weeks ago. When I first came in."

Long eyelashes nearly pushed his glasses off his nose. The doctor had (Reader) trapped in his arms at this point. "Are you sure? Are you sure I don't look familiar?"

The rising feeling of anxiety quickly morphed into anger, just as it always did, just like when they were a little kid. It took every ounce of self control they had to not knee the new doctor in the nuts. "Am I supposed to?!" (Reader) raised their voice, clenching their fists, feeling their entire body tense as it prepared to fight.

A laugh escaped him, jerking uncontrollably as he felt himself nearly cum just from seeing the old (Reader) trapped in his arms, unable to escape him, knowing that they were just masking their fear, just like that day in the basement all those years ago. "Thank you.." The look in his misty eyes grossed (Reader) out. "Thank you for not changing."

• 15 years ago •

"What?" Ichabod asked in disbelief. The office attendant spoke clearly but her words just didn't make sense.

(Reader) had been missing for nearly a month before Ichabod had the courage to ask anyone where they went. His tan skin had already begun to heal, the bruises left by (Reader's) shoes and the cuts left from their punches had faded. The only memory he had left of them was the tattoo on his arm he kept covered up. If he ever wore a short sleeve shirt it would be over, the pain would end, but he would also never see (Reader) again, and he couldn't have that.

"(Reader) doesn't go here anymore, sweetheart. They got their G.E.D so they could graduate early. One smart cookie, that one."

'But that's impossible.' Ichabod thought to himself. He knew (Reader), knew them better than anyone else. He was special. There was no way he couldn't have known about this. He was closer to (Reader) than their piece of shit friends, and that's why (Reader) hurt him! Deep down Ichabod just knew that (Reader) only hurt him because he could see them for who they were. No one else knew how scared (Reader) was. No one else cared about (Reader's) home life. Only he did.

Only Ichabod knew how terrified (Reader) was of needles.

Through the tears and spit, hiding his body from his parents so they wouldn't know what was happening at school, lying to teachers when they voiced their concerns about potential bullying, Ichabod had convinced himself that what he and (Reader) had was special. Because only he saw how scared they were. He told himself that it wasn't because no one else cared about the "future criminal", but because he was special to (Reader), and only he was allowed to see them vulnerable. That was a privilege for best friends only.

'Was it because I didn't give them enough attention?'

He walked through the hallway without a limp, without a hunched back, just like a normal student. It disgusted him. The walls were plastered with students' artwork, motivational posters, and recruitment ads. A smiling man in a white lab coat caught Ichabod's attention, pulling him out of his dark emptiness and showing him the solution to his problem.

"I'll make you see me."

• Present •

"Stupid son of a bitch!" (Reader) moved at a fast pace through the parking garage, nearly jogging to their truck. They had been doing so well, such a good job, but one moment in a stranger's arms and their mind was invaded by a voice they hadn't thought about in almost a year.

Their mother's words tumbled from their lips as they fished for their keys, shaking with apprehension disgust. "Fucking coward, fucking pussy, goddamnit, good for nothing-"

The old familiar tingling of adrenaline, the need to punch something.

Reaching their truck didn't provide any relief. The keys they were searching for kept evading their fingers as though they had a mind of their own. In the black of their tinted window another figure approached their reflection. (Reader) angrily whipped around, ready to start swinging. Behind them stood Dr. Campbell, wearing a baby blue short sleeved polo tucked into a pair of black slacks. The collared shirt exposed his muscular arms and accentuated his broad shoulders. He would have been so attractive if (Reader) didn't know what he looked like in a lab coat.

"I'm glad I caught you! I didn't have a chance to apologize in there, you rushed off before I could explain myself."

"Don't make up excuses for being a pervert." (Reader) snarled, ready to lash out like a cornered animal. They still couldn't feel the keys in their pocket.

The man smiled so sweetly at (Reader) that it made them want to bite him. "It really hurt my feelings. I thought that maybe you just didn't remember me." His eyes looked down at his feet, but he wasn't an actor, and (Reader) could see plainly that there wasn't a drop of sadness in the man before them. "But I guess.. I do look different than I did back in highschool."

His right hand reached out towards (Reader) to caress their cheek. They almost smacked him away, but a small, shitty tattoo on his arm drained them of their blood faster than a gun shot wound, feeling their bravado leak out of them so quickly that they didn't have time to remember to be pissed.

(READER'S) BITCH

Before they could recover and throw the first punch the hand clamped over their mouth, and a needle was revealed from behind his back in the other hand.

They struggled, but Ichabod hadn't spent his years in med school working out to impress (Reader). Eyes wide with horror watched the needle approach their neck helplessly, and Ichabod could almost cry at the beautiful sight before him. The fear that only he was able to see, only he was allowed to experience, God he could have fucked them right there and then, but he controlled himself. This had all been planned out, and he couldn't fuck it up just because (Reader) was shaking beneath him so cutely.

The needle went into their neck, injecting a drug to knock them out for a few hours. (Reader) screamed silently into his palm, and he watched as they recognized the adoration in his eyes with terror. (Reader's) keys were pulled out from Ichabod's back pocket, dangling teasingly in front of (Reader's) face as they went limp. "You said you hated pussies." His smile was mocking as (Reader) went dark, unable to stay awake. There was so much they wanted to say. They wanted to apologize, to beg for forgiveness. To tell him he wasn't a pussy, that they were never speaking to him when they called him that.

They didn't understand why he looked down at them so kindly. (Reader) hoped that if he killed them it would be a swift death. They felt that they deserved it after all this time.

What he had in store for them was much, much worse than death.

#yandere #thank you for the story idea #i took this and ran #yandere doctor #sadistic yandere #cw abduction #cw drugging #cw trypanophobia #cw iatrophobia #thank you for interacting with me #yandere x reader #sorry this is a bit off from your ask

[cumtastiics]

Sadistic vampire lord kidnapping and turning his human bride (literally or just by role) into a vampire? Then caring for said bride when they wake up hungry.

YAN! SADISTIC! VAMPIRE LORD x FEM! READER

tw(s): kidnapping, yandere, bro is lowkey mean!!! a/n: ty for requesting! feel free to send more reqs!! (posted this late bc school!!!!1!!!!)

YOU NEVER THOUGHT THERE was anything wrong, or strange about him.

He even proposed to you.

He acted like a normal human.

You saw him, his skin had become ashen, his nails pointed and long. Yet, his eyes stayed the same. The same look he had when he first met you.

"You-" You stopped, unsure what to say, unsure of how to respond to him.

"I'm?"

"You're a monster," your voice was quiet when you spoke, almost a whisper. You felt your lips dry, your fingers cold, but your heart racing with fear.

He laughed, a cold and mirthless sound that made your skin crawl. "Yes, my dear," he said, tracing a finger over your cheek. "I suppose I am."

He revealed his fangs then, as if to underline the fact that there was nothing human left in him. "But you'll come to love me," he said, his eyes glinting with a cruel light. "I'll make sure of that."

You were frozen when his mouth came closer, your heart pounding in your chest. Your wide eyes locked onto his sharp fangs, glistening with a hunger that sent shivers down your spine. The room felt suffocating as he leaned in, his breath icy against your skin.

"No," you managed to whisper, the single word filled with desperation and fear.

But he paid no heed to your pitiful plea. Instead, a sinister smile twisted his lips as he brushed his lips against the vulnerable curve of your neck. His touch was both chilling and electric, sending a wave of anticipation mixed with dread coursing through your veins.

As his fangs grazed your flesh, you felt an excruciating pain surge through your body. You gasped, a strangled cry escaping your lips, but the sound quickly faded into the air as darkness clouded your vision. It was as if your very life force was being drained from you, leaving you weak and helpless.

Your consciousness wavered, teetering on the edge as your body succumbed to the transformation that was taking place. In the midst of the agony, a strange sense of euphoria began to weave its way into your thoughts, blurring the line between pleasure and torment.

Everything around you became a blur of shadows and whispers, as if reality itself was warping under the weight of this dreadful transition.

Your last coherent thought before succumbing to unconsciousness was a desperate plea for freedom, for escape from the clutches of him.

"You're awake," he hummed, sitting next to you watching as you rubbed your eyes open.

You could hardly remember what happened before, your hand flying to touch your neckwhere he had bitten you. You felt the mark still there, a slight ache under your fingers. You looked up at him, at the monster who had turned you into a creature of the night.

"You're a vampire," you mumbled, glancing around the room in confusion. "And I am too?"

He nodded, an expression of intense pleasure on his face. "Yes, my darling. I have turned you into one too."

You didn't know what to say.

Yet you were hungry.

Thirsty almost.

"I'm hungry," you said simply, staring at him.

He folded the collar of his shirt, making his neck more accessible.

"Bite away."

#yandere #yandere x darling #yandere x reader #aenini #angst #yandere oc #tw yandere #yandere x you #yandere x y/n #yandere lover #male yandere #yandere male #yandere lord #vampire #vampire lord #vampire x reader #yandere vampire #yandere vampire lord #yandere vampire x reader #sadistic yandere #cumtastiics

[painsandconfusion]

POV Whumper loved whumpee in their role as whumpee in a horror movie. They introduce themself as whumpee's #1 fan.

And they want to hear those pretty screams again.

#idk have a prompt #stalker #yandere #sadistic yandere

[running-with-kn1ves]

Thinking thoughts of a 'red room' yandere on the dark web... they have every torture device imaginable but when it comes to you in that dirty metal chair, with that bloodied sack over your head, they cant help but want to tease you, watch as you sob in fear without realizing that theyd never truly carry out a punishment as harsh as they do for most of their victims. Dragging the flat and cold metal of a knife over your stomach is enough to get them and their viewers going. Theyve had thoughts of dragging you to gorey ruin just like most of those who find themselves in that room, but they cant bring themselves to do it, for one twisted reason or another.

#i have had an unhealthy fascination with the dark web since markipliers 'welcome to the game' gameplay #kn1ves rants #knives rants #writing #x reader #reader insert #yandere #self insert #yandere x reader #dark web #red room #red room yandere #dark web yandere #tw yandere #tw dark web #tw red room #sadistic yandere #fiction #yandere fiction

[angelic-yandere-doll]

Darling?

Where do you think you're going?

Your home is here, isn't it?

Everything you want is here.

And if you want something, I'll get it for you.

.....

Oh darling, don't make me tie you up again~

And I won't use rope this time.

It would hurt to have chains on yourself.

You wouldn't want that,

would you?

#irl yandere #yandere #yanderecore #yancore #yandere aesthetic #yandere thoughts #soft yandere #sadistic yandere #obsessive love #yandere love #obsessive thoughts #yandere girl #female yandere #kakegurui twin #sachiko juraku

[basementstalker]

Kokidere

#basementstalker posts #lovesick #yandere #yancore #obsessive love #possessive love #yandere community #yandere thoughts #yandere girl #yandere gf #yanblr #yandere blog #sadistic yandere #yandere core

[2smolbeans]

Soft Rabbits...Aren't they adorable?

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Tw.⚠️: High depictions of animal abuse, sadism, abuse, belittling, cruelty, and torture.

Note:

The yandere in question is female, the reader's gender is up to your interpretation.

Prompt: She wants something from you, something that could change your life for the better as she sees it. But you're being incompliant... However, she's willing to break you into compliance.

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She liked to watch the rabbits faint. The way they shivered when she got close to their confined cages never failed to give her addicting adrenaline.

So what makes you think that she'll feel any different from a small little thing like you?

You're so brainless, delicate, so easy to break, and freakishly paranoid over any little thing-- just like the small animals she had once cared for. It was ironic that you took her as a sweet bumble bee who was nurturing toward those around her. How could you have known better? She was so warm, friendly, and bubbly around you, that you couldn't help but feel butterflies in your stomach whenever she was around.

But look at where you are now, tied up and begging for her to stop. The sight of your ugly crying face got her hot and bothered as she picked up another frail bunny by the ears, holding a blood-coated knife with her free hand. It was young, so tiny, you felt the bile in your stomach begin to rise as you knew what was coming next.

You continued to sob as the dead carcasses of the previous innocent lives surrounded your chair. Many of them touched your feet as their fear-filled lifeless eyes stared into your own. The puddles of once-warm blood, now pooling endlessly. She spoke casually and almost enthusiastically annoyed as she played with the kitchen knife in her hand.

"All of this is your fault. They could've lived if you weren't stupidly incompetent."

" What number are we at? 5, 10, 20? They all go by so quickly - I just kind of forget!"

"But it doesn't matter, I could always get more. So don't you ever worry about me running out"

"So answer me. PROPERLY. And maybe this fluffy baby can live - unlike the others that you killed."

"Do you understand? Or do you need me to explain that again to you like a child?"

You couldn't even respond as you only nodded vigorously, shaking as you heard the small scared chippers from the bunny. She scowled as she got closer to you, the bunny squirming vigorously as her grip tightened painfully. She then asked that same question again. That very same question that you couldn't and didn't want to answer because of the lingering consequences that would ruin the rest of your life if you ever did. You begged her- please- PLEASE- Anything else, you'd do anything, just not that - but she took it as a faulty answer to her question.

Unpleased and annoyed, she placed the bunny merely inches away from your face. The squeaking got louder, the knife got closer, and it started screaming as she slowly pressed and dragged the knife against its neck. She made sure that it would last long. You screamed as you begged, not again - NOT AGAIN - But it fell dead on ears as you felt the blood dripping on your thighs. She licked her lips at your displeasure, at your desperateness, your empathy for the bunny being tortured.

For what seemed like forever, finally, she slit its throat, ending its unjustified torture. The blood splattered against your face as the wet noise of the knife slicing through its skin echoed across the room. The bunny went limp, and you only watched in horror as she was about to drop it on the ground to join the rest of the others. But no, she changed her mind as she looked at your fearful eyes and decided that it would be best to stop. Putting the knife down while still holding the lifeless body, she placed the once-alive bunny on your lap.

Watching your eyes waver as you only stared, hysterically crying as you threw up in your mouth at the feeling of the dead weight and its bloody warmth lying on your lap. She didn't understand why you were so reactive and sensitive. It's only an animal after all. Sighing, she kicked a few dead rabbits that were in her way before kneeling in front of you. Her bloodied hand caressed your face as the wet blood stained your face.

"You know I love you, right? I'm only doing this because you're abundantly stupid and unfortunately, you can't think beyond simplicity. "

"Hey, look at me. Don't look at the vermin. Hey. Don't make me repeat myself.."

You couldn't focus, you were gonna pass out, and it was overwhelming. Your thoughts were blank as your chest only ached painfully.

"I SAID LOOK AT ME GODDAMNIT."

Startled, your eyes violently shifted towards her eyes as your lip quivered out of fear. She let out a small huff in annoyance as she continued to talk softly.

"There! Much better..."

"You're such a dog. You only listen to commands."

" I guess today was a failure. But you know what? That's okay. There's always going to be failures before anything gets done right."

Standing up, she grabbed a cloth near the sink and she began to wash her hands. Cleaning up what she could, she began to walk towards the door as she looked back at you. Smiling warmly, she opened the door as the moonlight slightly peeked its way into the dimly lit room.

"Well, it's getting late, I'll clean up tomorrow. I'm sure the chair is comfy, I'll see you when I wake up."

"Goodnight, honey~"

Shutting the door she left you there alone, in the cold, with the rabbits that lay dead around you along with the young bunny that rested peacefully deceased on your lap. All alone and broken in the shed.

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#yandere x reader #female yandere x reader #yandere prompt #yandere imagines #angst #gender neutral reader #I didn't edit anything asdanfjs-- #sadistic yandere #female yandere

[ava-and-arts]

Sadistic butcher and kind but insane baker (friends to enemies)

Oh Don't you find it strange

Only we share is one last friendship (name)

Did I beat your own game

Typical of you (me) to put us (them) all to shame

(Song: family jewels by marina)

[Yes they use to be friends but one of them betrayed before graduation]

#Tate frost #Mortimer Jones #Yandere oc #frost bite #Butcher #Baker #Yandere butcher #yandere baker #Family jewels #Y/n #Mc #oc x y/n #Baker vs butcher #sadistic yandere #Insane yandere #Baker oc #marina #Song #Lyrics

[the-devil-has-you-now]

Hello, darling angels. How about, I'm the one who is completely and utterly obsessed with you, and you don't know it? I'm fronting an act just to catch you off guard and continue taking immense pleasure in your intense love for me, but secretly, my feelings are most definitely the strongest here, and in reality, you both are my lost little puppies, whining about, internally begging for their owner to return home? How adorable! I find it very, VERY cute, how you both are so dearly attached to me. Ignorant and foolish indeed. I feed off of how blind you are to reality, to everything, really. Let me remind you of reality, cupcake. You both are helpless little pets in need to be rescued by the one and only person you love, because you're so loyal to me. Not only are you loyal, I'd probably have you both on your hands and knees, kissing my toes while begging me to brand you, make sure everyone who even dares to lay their eyes know, that you are a slave to me. They will see just how willing you are to submit yourselves to me. Trust and believe, I will be putting you both in front of a mirror, and I will show you just how desperate you are for me. Just how needy you are for even the slightest bit of attention, how helpless you are without my existence..

I apologize you had it twisted for so long. Now, you know. Don't forget it, or else there will be repercussions. Hopefully, you'll now be portraying actions that shows how subservient and enamored you are for me.

So pathetic, you both thought you were in control, tsk... Shame.

-- ♡

Oh, our dear, you must surely jest. You’re so adorable and cute! You want to pretend you have all the power here? In a way you do. You have us on a leash of constant worry and tug at us with every clumsy fall. But that’s all you are. And that’s all the power you hold. A clutz.

We thought it’d be difficult to get you to behave, but not like this. We thought you’d cry the most beautiful and soft tears as we took you away and kept you for ourselves. You did just that, don’t you remember? You turned all red and your face all puffy as you begged us please no! and leave me alone!

But we knew know better for you, don’t we? Look at you, regaining all your confidence and turning to making it seems as if this is what you planned all along. It’s cute; you’re so unbearably cute. If we could, we’d wrap our hands around that pretty neck and squeeze! squeeze so much and then... kiss you!

You’re getting us riled up, pretty.

...

Aah, at the end of the day, the things you just said are impossible. You’re our stupid, brainless little sweetheart and this outburst is just nothing more than you settling. We do believe that you love us though, after all, you said so yourself.

If you were hoping that we’d oppose you, yell how we’re not your puppies! or how dare you make such foolish accusations! then sorry to disappoint. Think what you must, for if indulging in your little fantasies about us is what keeps you loving us, then we don’t care. Just... don’t try anything now. The consequences of your misbehavior are much more dire than having you on your knees, and in front of a mirror.

                                                                     - Dorian & Romeo

#yandere #male yandere #yandere male #yandere boy #obbsession #lovesick #obsessive #lovecore #yanderecore #yandere aesthetic #yandere x reader #anime #yandere anime #obsessive yandere #actual yandere #sadistic #soft #yandere brothers #the devil has you now #sadistic yandere #soft yandere #yancore #letter from yandere #yandere letter #obsessive love #Dorian and Romeo #yandere thoughts #Dorian and Romeo speaks #romantic obsession #confessions from ♡ anon

[i-drop-level-one-loot]

Sadistic Humans

Pirate: ✓*The Living Death

Doctor: ✓Dr. Campbell

Military: ✓*Clank

#yandere x reader #sadistic yandere #sadistic master list

[cumtastiics]

How much the prince cares about if he could get an offspring with the reader or not?

yan!prince hc's both afab and amab reader (mentions of sex for amab reader)

if reader is afab, then, yeah probably he would care.

but i also feel like he'd so neglect his kid ykwim he won't be like a total bitch but he'd be paying more attention to you so it's like why would he spend time on something that can't even speak yet??

BUT ALSO!! he wants you to be dependent on him when you're pregnant, not wanting you to move an inch. you're his princess after all.

if reader is amab, then, he doesn't really care.

but we already said he's like delusional, but he also knows that you can't actually carry a kid but he still tries to make out with you more than afab reader because like how else can you pay him back since you can't have a kid with him??

he'd probably adopt a kid with amab reader. then also neglect adopted kid.

#yandere #tw yandere #yandere x darling #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere x reader #yandere male #yandere x y/n #male yandere #angst #afab reader #amab reader #yandere prince #prince #prince x reader #sadistic yandere #sadistic prince #headcanons #yandere headcanons #yandere scenarios #cumtastiics

[gunksh1t]

Being edged over and over as they keep fucking into you and bringing you to the brink of cumming before suddenly pulling out and refusing to touch you just as you're about to cum. Giggling at your pathetic whines and watching you desperately hump the air.

All you can do is beg and sob as they repeat it over and over until your thighs are shaking and your face is mess of tears with your eyes rolled back and your head is fuzzy and you can't think about anything except how badly you need to cum and how achy your hole is yet it feels so good;

"Pleasepleasepleaseplease"

Letting out a squeal when they suddenly slap your hole, gasping with each slap until you're throbbing and squirming. A fresh rush of tears spilling onto your cheeks as you shake and moan.

"Pretty baby, don't you know that good little toys don't talk?"

#pure filth #submisive and breedable #trans nsft #queer nsft #yandere smut #any gender #bd/sm pet #breeding pet #bd/sm toys #t4t sub #t4t nsft #t4t dom #dumbification #edgeslut #dacryphilia #sadomasochists #masochist sub #sadist dom #bd/sm masochist #objectophilia #nsft pet #dumb pet

[angelic-yandere-doll]

!!!

You think you can escape?

There's no point in escaping.

You know that everyone out there doesn't love you like I do.

They don't need you like I do.

And you don't need them...

Like you need me.

Understand?

Good.

Now sit, it's time for dinner.

#irl yandere #yanderecore #yandere #yandere thoughts #yandere aesthetic #manipulative yandere #sadistic yandere #obsessive love #yandere boy #male yandere #head over heels #head over heels manga #head over heels manhwa #suh woohyun #edited by me

[hana-no-seiiki]

REINCARCERATION

tw/cw: reincarnation shenanigans, (implied) yandere themes, mentions/descriptions of cheating, angst, sadist reader, yandere! cheater, very revenge p*rn-ey and suggestive but no smut.

inspired by @miyaagis cheater kuroo series and @cassanderasblog ‘s reincarnated ceo husband oc

(literally wrote this as comfort)

“I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised. You keep doing things that hurt you in the long run.”

You stared at the man in front of you. The man you once married in another life before you died and reincarnated.

His broken, bloodied self in front of you. Beaten up by the people you’ve personally sought to send after him.

He died in your previous life too of course. Only that his death was far too boring, and out of your sight.

“Why- why? I thought you loved me. I thought you didn’t think those dreams were true. Th-“ He lets out an agonizing grunt as a wound opened up with all his yapping. Really, the man wouldn’t shut up around you. “That you didn’t care about it anyways!”

“And you were stupid enough to believe it!” You laughed. Genuinely laughed. Finally, after years of being haunted by those dreams of the man you once loved fucking his sidepiece you finally had a moment of happiness. Even if it was at the expense of him. “I know right? You’re even more gullible than I thought.”

You traced the outline of his bulge. One that had been screaming for release since the moment you revealed your true intentions. A reaction from him that proved your thoughts.

The man was a masochist.

You had been too nice. A perfect spouse to the majority. But that wasn’t what he wanted.

And there was only one way to truly hurt a masochist like him.

“This is goodbye then.”

You leave them behind. A prison of their own loneliness.

One that you’ll make sure he never escapes from.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere imagine #yandere fic #yandere oc x reader #yandere core #yandere cheater #tw cheating #tw cheater #yandere writing #yandere headcannons #yandere hcs #cheater x reader #sadist reader #male yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere boy x reader

[mommymilkerssociety]

sadist!reader cornering masochist!yandere in an empty classroom and choking them, imagine seeing how the yandere got so turned on and getting them off with their hands, nearly squeezing their balls dry while they pull orgasm after orgasm out of their cute little yandere

#yandere oc #yandere male #soft yandere #sub yandere #dom reader #fem reader #male reader #m!reader #f!reader #gn!reader #gn reader #yandere x reader #sadist dom

[sludgevomit]

Thinking about assaulting an insecure pathetic toy. Ripping their clothes off, mutilating soft flesh with my Swiss blade. Stuffing my cock into their holes as they thrash around. Begging and pleading for me to stop. My chuckles invoking fear, punching them in their ribs as I thrust.

#yandere #yanderecore #violent love #autoassassinophilia #erotophonophilia #pro para #paraphilia #abuse k1nk #trauma k1nk #cnc fr33use #cnc k!nk #cnc kidnapping #sadomasochistic #bd/sm sadist #gore k!nk #horror k!nk #horrorp0rn #gorep0rn #snvff k!nk #murder k!nk #cnc r@pe