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cardiac-arresting-sweetheart · 4 months

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Enneagram of Personality - but yanderes!

made this entirely for fun. i'm not a psychologist or anything... just really obsessed with the enneagram and yanderes.

referenced enneagram user guide and advanced personality's enneagram wiki for making this as i based this system on the actual enneagram types. the regular enneatype (and tritype) is probably (exceptions likely!) the same as the "yandere type" but this is how each enneatype would behave as a "yandere."

i put way too much effort into this.

Type One: The Perfector

1 wants to mold their darling. 1 will make strict demands of their darling and often have some kind of set of “rules” for them, even if it is not externalized. Feels most responsible for their darling’s behavior as though they are their misbehaving pet. Very possessive in a watchful way. High standards for Darling, will explode on them if they don’t live up to expectations. Feels entitled to Darling, similar possessiveness to 8, but it is self-righteous in 1 rather than protective in 8. Similar to 8 in forcing Darling’s dependence on them, but 2 is self-sacrificial while 8 is dominant. Similar to 2 in thinking "I CAN FIX THEM!" but 1 is more behavior-correcting, 2 more emotional comfort.

Sees their darling as someone flawed who needs to be corrected and controlled.

Most strict, demanding type. Most likely to kidnap their darling.

Trigger: Darling “misbehaving” and failing to meet their standards—or even worse, if 1 makes the mistake themself.

Type Two: The Savior

2 wants to save their darling. 2 will suffocatingly devote all of their being to them and thus suffocate them with affection. If they see their darling relying on another person, they snap. They ensure that their darling depends on them the most. Likely to create problems for darling just to solve them and be the “hero”. Very possessive in a needy way. Goes to great lengths for their darling but has internal resentment for Darling if they are not appreciated enough that will cause them to snap one day if not managed. Similar to 1 in thinking "I CAN FIX THEM!" but 2 is more emotional comfort, 1 more behavior-correcting.

Sees their darling as helpless. “Poor thing!”

Most self-sacrificial, manipulative type. Most likely to isolate Darling.

Trigger: Darling failing to appreciate 2, seeing someone else as more helpful. Someone else being nice to Darling will enrage 2.

Type Three: The Performer

3 wants to feel valued by their darling. 3 will accomplish major tasks in order to wow their darling and push their own feelings aside in order to achieve success and bolster their image. 3 makes offerings to their darling. Desires to make their darling proud of them. 3 wants to be seen as the “perfect couple” with their darling. Would probably get stupid matching couple pajamas and all that.

Sees their darling as a reflection of their success, a “trophy wife/husband.” Also sees Darling as inferior to them.

Most competitive, dedicated type. Very highly image-conscious, more obviously than 2 or 4. Likely to collar their darling, like, literally make them wear a collar. Likely to sabotage Darling’s success so they can be “better” and more “important” than Darling, keeping their attention.

Trigger: Darling seeing them as inadequate; rejection or failure or Darling overshadowing their own success.

Type Four: The Soulmate

4 wants to be the most important person to their darling. 4 will do anything for their darling to keep them from leaving them and often base their entire self-worth and identity on their darling. They are incredibly envious of others and set off by even the smallest actions that could suggest their darling thinks someone is more interesting. Thinks that Darling is the only one to ever “understand them.” Daydreams a lot, similar to 5 and 9. Mostly quiet resentment to others but expresses it more than 5 or 9. Often appears like 2 but 4 wants Darling to rescue them rather than them rescuing Darling like a 2 (exceptions possible). Likely to guilt-trip or “sui-bait” darling but not intentionally like other types—they just feel too strongly.

Sees their darling as their “true love” or soulmate, a missing piece to fill a void inside 4.

Most emotional, sensitive type. Most delusional type. Most jealous, envious type (of course, because 4’s Passion/Sin is Envy).

Trigger: Darling overlooking them (not being “the favorite”) or misunderstanding them. Also Darling showing interest in anyone else.

Type Five: The Stalker

5 wants to understand their darling. 5 will watch from afar and seems to “take notes” on everything about their darling. They are incredibly observant and analyze everything about their darling, but are often too anxious to act and get truly close with Darling. Resentful to everyone in Darling’s life but unlikely to act on it. Daydreams a lot, similarly to 4 and 9.

Sees their darling as fascinating.

Most observant, avoidant type. Type that stalks Darling the most. Type with the most quiet hatred.

Trigger: Infringement on their interest with Darling

Type Six: The Watchdog

6 wants to feel a loyal, secure connection with their darling. 6 is very paranoid. They see Darling as the only source of safety and stability in their lives. They constantly test their Darling’s loyalty and are likely to make other people ask their darling questions or play tricks on them to see if they’re truly loyal. Constantly on the lookout for rejection or disloyalty. They are very insecure in their relationship with Darling. Goes to extreme measures to keep Darling close, such as manipulation (very likely to guilt-trip them or “sui-bait”) or threatening other people.

Sees their darling as a protective source, most trustworthy.

Most clingy, suspicious type. Type that will become most enraged by cheating. Archetypal “murdering everyone he’s ever looked at” yandere.

Trigger: Darling betraying them, even if it is only perceived that way.

Type Seven: The Thrillseeker

7 wants to live an exciting, happy life with their darling. 7 thinks that their darling is the key to happiness and fulfillment in their life. Very madly in love type, puppy love-esque. Overwhelming need for love from Darling. Sick with optimism and blinds self to see only the good side of Darling and love. Daydreams excessively about love. Idealizes and tolerates Darling so much that it becomes detrimental to self. Overly trusting. Loves dates and adventures with Darling.

Sees their darling as their ultimate source of joy.

Most “love at first sight” type. Hopeless romantic, in the rose-colored glasses way. Noncommittal due to being restless rather than 4’s noncommittal traits due to being fragile. One of the most clingy types. Loves love the most. Most gullible type.

Trigger: Darling limiting them or making them upset; terrified by Darling setting up boundaries. Also triggered by Darling spending time with other people.

Type Eight: The Dominant

8 wants to protect and dominate their darling. 8 sees their darling as an extension of themself and ensures that no one else has power over them. Similar to 3 in that they want everyone to know their Darling is theirs. Probably refers to Darling in possessive terms like “my [Darling].” Similar to 6 in paranoia about not trusting others with Darling, but it is more controlling in 8 versus distrustful in 6. Due to their own fear of being vulnerable, they force Darling to become vulnerable to them in order to have power. Will probably try to isolate their darling. Similar to 2 in forcing Darling’s dependence on them, but 8 is dominant while 2 is self-sacrificial.

Sees their darling as their vulnerable “toy.”

Most possessive, aggressive type. Most likely to “mark their territory”. Most likely to become violent.

Trigger: Darling or others questioning their authority; enraged if Darling tries to become independent or questions them.

Type Nine: The Lapdog

9 wants to merge their life with their darling and live in harmony. 9 avoids conflict at all costs, greatest fear of losing their darling. Suppress their own needs not out of viewing them as lesser like 2 or an interference like 3, but due to fear of conflict. Fear of negative change expressed as a fear of any change as it becomes more unhealthy into the comfort zone. Seeks fulfillment with Darling’s contentment but does not fully engage and avoids making any decisions themself. Hides in a comfort zone. Daydreams a lot, similarly to 4 and 5. Quiet resentment like 5, but it is more passive-aggressive in 9. Likely to guilt-trip Darling, on purpose or not.

Sees their darling as a “safe person.”

Most submissive, passive type. Most passive-aggressive type. Most subtle manipulation.

Trigger: Darling being upset with them.

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mayullla · 2 years

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Title: A sealed contract

Character(s): Wizard / Original character: Lucian (Original work)

Summary: It was a contract of benefits between a marquise and count, to have their son and daughter become engaged from the moment of their birth. You and Lucian meet at around the age of 5 and Lucian fell ever since then.

Warnings/tags: Fem!reader, male!yandere oc, arranged marriage to force marriage, yandere themes, use of magic, manipulation, minor deaths, threats, slight violence and a bit of blood

You could not breathe, was it because of the dress you were forced to wear? Wearing a corset that cinched your waist a few more inches in. Every inch of you is covered in white lace, a wedding dress made with the finest materials, pearls and jewels.

Was it faith? Bound to a boy that grows up to be one of the most powerful men in the kingdom if not the continent. Many would be jealous that you have the love of such a man, yet you only hate it wanting nothing more than to run away.

Ever since you were children when you were introduced to each other by your parents looking hoping that you would get along with your fiance. Lucian was his name, your father introduced him.

You remembered a shy boy if not a little spoiled, the two of you quickly became friends as you held his hand taking the lead when your parent told you two to run along.

The small boy would always follow you right behind with that adorable expression of curiosity and shyness.

Maybe if you were a little sharper you would have noticed that it was an act, that something wasn't right in the shine in his eyes that looked like a hunter staring at its prey covered in innocence. But how could you notice? When you but a 5 year old still naive to the world and what it holds.

You didn't even notice his parents as they watched you, looking at each other thinking if they have sent you a tiger just waiting to eat you.

Yet you wondered still how you didn't notice when that young innocent boy would throw a teacup to a maid who forgot to bring your favorite dessert that something was wrong. The anger in his eyes as he asked if she was dumb, stupid an idiot to forget something so simple.

How when you scream in fright did he suddenly change back to that puppy-like personality that you were familiar with, fretting over you asking if a glass shard cut you and if you were disappointed at the maid for what she has done... huh?

You didn't understand him, as you stare at his innocent eyes as if he never threw the teacup at the shaking maid. You were also scared but maybe because of the past few days… months… you looked at him like he was your younger brother did you take his hand and told him to never do that ever again thinking that you could change him.

Lucian just smiled at you and nodded. Taking your hand and hooking your pinky fingers with his something that you had taught him promising you he would never do it again.

You thought that it would have returned to normal, that everything was. You didn't notice how careful the maids and servants were around the boy and how after that incident the more experienced maids and even the head butler would be the ones to serve you and your little fiance.

You didn't notice the stare that your fiance's father gave you as he watch you play with Lucian tag or hide and seek. Only to look away when Lucian looked him in the eye, warning.

It was a surprise when you found out about Lucian becoming a wizard, that he was not only able to cast magic and spells. He was one of a kind. Gifted. A talent found once in a thousand years or so his teachers told you.

You were happy for him, taking his hands as you both smiled.

Lucian became busier and busier however you always noticed how he would make time for you. Always delighted to see you yet as he grew he started to become spoiled… Yelling and screaming when you had to leave, asking in his letters if you hated him for not coming every day.

You finally had enough when he hit a servant in the face. Did you grab him by his face and screamed at him to stop! You were still kids like 10 years old when you threatened him that you would leave him if he continued this bad behavior. You told him that you would never talk to him till he fix this behavior.

You can't see behind you where the head butler's hands were shaking wanting no more than to save you, take you away before you could get hurt or get dragged into revenge of the small boy's hands as that child stared at you in shock.

Yet all that happened was tears. The boy cried and cried, begging you not to leave him. How he clings to your dress, refusing to let go scared that you would forever leave him alone. He cried and cried and cried even more when you climbed the carriage leaving.

You didn't go to his place anymore, choosing to ignore the letters of him begging you to come back as you played with others your age. Tea parties and studies, ignoring the growing letters that started to stack and stack on your desk.

You could not bring yourself to throw them away, because he was still a person you cherish.

Till you heard that he trapped himself in his room… The butler of your house had a hesitant look to his face when he told you and when you asked what was wrong. He hesitantly told you not to go… And break the engagement with the boy.

"Forgive me for being rude… But I feel like you should not meet up with your fiance... Miss…"

"Ehh?... why did you think so…"

"Me and your father the count talked about it… Sir Lucian… Is dangerous."

You were too young to understand what he meant by that. Too young not to be stubborn in keeping a friend you cherished, too blind to see that you were falling into a trap. You asked for time for yourself and in the end, you didn't listen to his suggestion.

You wish you did…

You went back too worried about your little fiancee who trapped himself in his room refusing to eat or leave his room.

You saw the mess in his room the sorry state it has become, you barely dodge the vase flying at you if not for the knight that was there to pull you away.

You saw Lucian's bloodshot eyes, dark circles, and tired and shocked state when he saw you. You quickly took him in your arms as he started crying even more asking if you have abandoned him, why did you leave him alone for so long, that he was sorry and that he won't do it again.

Even in his sleep, after crying so much his grip on your dress didn't falter scared that you might abandon him like this again.

It was slow, the boy has become more clingy, how his tears would fall when you leave every time asking if you would come back and each and every time you would.

Guilt started acting up.

You tried to teach him, explaining why you have done what you did as you watched as guilt filled his eyes as he said he was sorry. Again and again, he repeated that he would not do it again that he would be better.

You didn't see how calculated his eyes became while he was looking down, how he could keep you with him.

So long as you promise not to leave him again. Not to abandon him anymore.

You wished you didn't promise so, you wished you have noticed the gleam in his eyes when he asked to put a spell on yourself. A spell that something bad would happen if you broke his promise with him.

You let him… the dark circles in his eyes were enough to guilt trip the young you into doing so, yet when you told him that he should also do the same he told you with a sad tone that you couldn't that you needed to know magic to be able to use it. You were a magicless person… You couldn't.

It was too late. You shouldn't have made that deal.

You shouldn't have thought that it was too sudden. To sudden for Lucian to change after you came back, but the stress and worry that he gave for a long time... you were just glad really.

How friendly he was to the servants.

How he was a little more clingy than before, he was a better... at least in your eyes.

He studied… studied and studied…

Basic subjects, math, geography, science he studied hard, business and subjects related to the noble house. But from the words of the teachers and professors, the boy's progress toward magic was astonishing fast.

Gifted as he was, finished all the books at an early age when most people would well be over their 30s or so just to finish them, yet so hard working that he would push himself so much when he was stumped with a spell when most would give up.

You were unsurprised when the professors told him that he should take his studies to the next level. Pushing him to become an apprentice at the magic tower.

You felt proud when he told you that he accepted the offer yet could only look down when you found out that he would be gone for years. That you and he could only talk via letters or visit him once every year.

You smiled as he left, holding back tears as you bid goodbye to him. The last hug.

Days turned to months and months turned to years. You grew up to become a lovely lady loved by many. Your memories of the past were vague and foggy as time went on.

The letters you and him exchanged grew less as the years passed and at one point it stopped altogether.

Is that when everything went wrong? What went wrong?? You didn't understand! Did you fail?? What did you fail!? You don't get it! Not when you see your leg shackled by a metal chain!!

You loved your fiance yet… It was never a love for a lover but something more familiar. You could not be more happy when you saw him at the ball party. As people turned their heads to look at the new headmaster of the magic tower, a man so young to be so walking towards you with a smile on his face. Confident yet chilling.

Was it then? Did something happen then that you just don't remember? Nothing is connecting, nothing is clicking, you thought his love for you was more familiar like yours. You thought that maybe he would be happier to choose someone he truly loves than someone that was decided when he was in his mother's womb.

You could still remember the blood that day when he killed someone you know. How their blood splattered on your dress and skin you wanted to scream yet were unable to as words did not form from your mouth. Pain crept up your skull like something hit yet nothing did. It hurt so much...

Nobody believed you when you told him what he has done, no matter how much you cried they could not see your anguish. Blinded by his fame and smile.

You screamed and trashed when your father told you were to still marry him, as to you told him again and again that you didn't want to. The person you once knew now was gone, all that was left was a cold heart psychopath.

You begged the head butler the one who told you long ago to be cautious of the young man. To save yourself from Lucian's grasp yet when you saw the face of hesitation on the old man’s face you knew it was too late. You cried and cried telling him that Lucian isn't who he was before.

The butler relented saddened by your sorry state and in secret told you that he would get everything necessary to make your escape.

You thought that you almost succeeded when you left the city and into the fields, yet that too shattered when Lucian killed all the bandits that somehow managed to spot your carriage. The grimy old man who grabbed your wrist, suddenly had his arms burst into flames. He screamed wretched as he was killed by a sword while others too with that bandit too were also killed by fire or swords.

Blood was everywhere yet you can't see anything but the man in front of you, holding you gently in his arm cooing over you as if you were no more than a frightened child rather than his own finance who planning on running away from him. He was a heartless man.

It was then, that pain stuck so so painful that you screamed even louder than when the bandits

You didn't remember what happened afterward, but you woke up in an unfamiliar room dressed in luxuries only worth for a king.

He kept you trapped in a room in the mansion, nobody talked to you apart from giving your meals but Lucian himself as he held you in his arms almost like you were a doll. You hated the look in his eyes, the obsessions in them. You didn't want to see them, yet with soft touches, he would move your face to look at him.

A little rasher if you really weren't listening.

When you asked him what was happening outside he didn't say anything instead changing the topic to the past where you would show him your undivided affection he so craved when he was at the magic tower. Really he was disappointed when you stopped sending letters.

You didn't remember how long you stayed in that room alone. But one day he brought you a contract, the safety of the people you care for in return for your heart. You wanted to scream when you saw that, yet he held your lips with his own soft yet cold words of threats.

You didn't want this.. Where did you go wrong? Why does it have to be you? So many questions coursed through your mind as you picked up the pen.

Note: Yes. This is very self-indulgent.

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professional-yearner · 6 months

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Fake dating to one-sided obsession

#yandere #yandere x reader #yearner's oc tag 🦢#yandere male #yandere x you #dead dove do not eat #original character #yandere knight #yandere knights #yandere theory #yandere thoughts #yandere scenarios

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iloveyanderes · 1 year

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Guys I am in need of help.

My Friend and I had made a post about unhinged white haired characters that have a braid and how there hot and better then everyone else.

We have decided to make a bunch of honorary mentions.

The main mentions must be, white haired, have a braid, and be unhinged.

Honorary mentions must be unhinged and white haired.

I need help finding ever single unhinged white haired character. Pls help me.

Give me the names of the character and I'm adding it to the post I made about unhinged white haired characters.

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married-to-google-translater · 2 years

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Imagine

Imagine yandere narrator. A mystical voice that knows your destiny, your future and your past. Someone who is just doomed to tell the story and make sure everything goes just right.

So until they meet you. Something in you will change them permanently. They starts to be jealous of how others get to be near you. How others get to touch you. How others get to do things with you. You don't even know about their presence. And you will never know.

It just feels unfair. Maybe they should change their destiny? They know it is wrong and that should not be done. But they have been working for so long and they only want one thing for themselves. (un) Fortunately, the disembodied narrator has an intangible pen with which they can mess up the story.

Fanwiki author. They make sure that the people around you face great misfortune. They make sure everyone starts thinking about you negatively. You really can't do anything. If they don't get you then no one else will. Just wait until they realize that the pen can also be used for drawing.

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justyanderes · 1 year

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I love you darling decides decides to have a 'family' with their yandere cus it's easier than trying to keep a pet alive trope 💕

I love you darling having a falling out with another darling because they have given in to Stockholm syndrome trope

I love you yandere only due to extreme situational circumstances trope if only you hadn't almost died and made your lover go crazzzyyy lol 😭

All three tropes are truly peak fiction that I will hopefully write one-day 😔

#yandere x reader #yandere imagine #yandere scenarios #yandere theory #yandere boyfriend #yandere girlfriend #tw.yandere

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running-with-kn1ves · 3 months

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Hii ! I wanted to ask if you could do more yandere gangster.

A/N: here's a ramble that is similar to so many other fics/imagines but its ALL I CAN THINK OF RN...

CW: kidnapping, yandere themes, murder, illicit substances mentioned, weaponry, some suggestive thots, general dark content shtuff.

Gangster! Yan who’s the right hand man to one of your city’s oldest gangs, the bosses family operating it since the prohibition era. Their main source of income back then was smuggling alcohol to different speakeasies and clubs, now mostly dabbling in the occasional shipment of opioids or small arms that they can get their hands on. Your gangster! Yan doesn’t handle that side of business, though. He’s been tasked to oversee deals, and the protection of the boss and whatever sweet treat he has on his arm for the evening.

When a ‘project’ goes haywire, he’s there to settle things. When someone needs to be taken care of, he oversees it while his boys do what they need to. And when there’s a witness to a particularly unsavory part of business, he personally sees to shutting them up.

That’s why he didn’t have a choice but to watch you, to learn your morning routine and stare intensely when you perused the grocery isles indecisively. The boss put him up to it, to dispose of every flaw in their seamless operations; countless times he entered your backdoor, breaking the lock you had just replaced due to his previous endeavor, watching you curl up in warm white sheets and smush your face against your pillow. Standing outside wasn’t an option anymore, his shadow from the window disturbed you, and it blocked the trickle of moonlight on your dewey skin.

Even with the small pistol in his hidden coat pocket, the crowbar he ued to pry the door open, the compulsion to rid you of what you had seen to appease his leader could not overtake the complete desire to rub his face into your chest, to have your thighs wrapped around his head like a sea of warmth, needing that earthy scent of your skin that somehow calmed his screaming heart to completely surround him.

What drew him to you was how alone you had been-- at home, at the scene of the crime, when you were out and about. Who would miss you? Who was there to take care of you? What would be the purpose to killing you? You hadn’t even gone to the police yet, despite the millions of questionable asks you submitted to reddit and looked up online for what to do after seeing a man’s murder.

The roughly edged gangster found it endearingly cute, so foreign to the life he had led. You had no way of stopping him if he completed what he was supposed to, no one to turn to if you suddenly found yourselves at the hands of a shady group of men who used you as a drug mule.

Gangster! Yan knew the kind of underlings his boss employed, easy men on probation or past druggies who wouldn’t think for a minute to stop from gobbling you up on the side of the street if you just so happened to walk down the wrong alley. Seeing as you had stupidly yet to make a distinct change your route after witnessing his gangs work, it could happen any day now.

He couldn’t let you fall prey to the men he didn’t have a leash on, nor let you continue to live in such suffocating solitude with that neutral look on your face forever. Even if it was only filled with fear from now on, from him-- he’d give you a better life than what you lived.

It was too easy to take you, too easy to drag you to his car, too easy to put you in the decent condo he had been paying for the past decade and barely came home to. Now, he had just realized, he’d have a real reason to come back home. He couldn’t just sleep the night away in shitty bars just to wake up to the next day of work. He had to take care of you, feed you, make sure you bathed.

Gangster! Yan was almost as surprised when he gave you the cold shoulder, heartlessly teasing you for your stupidity in walking down a known drug-trade neighborhood, for not having realized that he had stalked you every. single. Day. as you were blind to his heavy, broad shadow of scars and grimaces.

You were so quietly willing to appease him, to scoot to his lap when he demanded it with a threatening hand over his pocket, pretending as if the empty space was a weapon. “Please don’t kill me” you asked neverendingly, every meek breath expecting a slap or a shove off. But the criminal held onto you tighter, hating the reminder that you weren’t a willing pet.

Even when your eyes faded back with ecstasy, your arms thrown around his shoulders with a grip that only a lover could offer, he saw the flinch you gave when he bent down to kiss you.

Even with his harsh spats that he throws at you for your mistakes, his belittlement, you are his comfort doll when he’s deal with hardships for the day. When the horrible things he’s done starts to get to him and the alcohol doesn’t drown it out, or when one of his drop-offs go to shit, you’re the one he bee-lines for for to rant to, to make you stroke him and nod at how hard he’s worked. But his possessiveness is soul-crushing. His grip is painful when he holds you at night, his kisses rough against your mouth with his chain-smoker breath and chapped lips that haven’t been touched in ages.

But with you, he’s learned to take better care of himself. He already has you, wants you in every way, but he needs you to want him, to need him. So, coming home to shower, geling his hair back like he did as a young rookie, shaving his 5 o’clock shadow, he’s made himself into the perfect, respectable man-- or wannabe bad boy. But no amount of grooming could change your perception of the blood stained gangster that kept you in a cage before you were trustworthy enough to be chained to the bed.

“I’ve killed for you, who else could say that?”

“Been thinkin’ bout you all day, waiting here for me. Came home as fast as I could so you wouldn’t be lonely. A nobody like you can’t be left to your own devices for too long.”

“Won’t let no other fucker get a hold of you, you’re mine-- through and through. I’ll kill us both before something seperates us.

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yandere-daydreams · 1 year

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do you ever imagine a yandere god/deity that would, instead of making you worship them, they worship you instead? giving you a whole throne and the most luxurious items they can create for you and then they whisper praise in your ear as they hold you

tw - forced relationships, implied kidnapping, and obsessive behavior.

i think it's a habit particularly obsessive gods tend to fall into fairly often - that is, treating their darling more like an idol to be placed on a pedestal and adored rather than anything with a mind and a heartbeat and a family who probably thinks you've fallen into a ditch and died, by now. it's only natural. gods are beings meant to be worshiped, creators who must be praised by their subjects to continue to create and destroyers who must be satisfied by those most affected by their chaos to prevent further destruction. that's how they interact with the mortal world, how they slip into the minds of loyal followers and fix a presence in their households, how they perpetuate themselves century after century, millennia after millennia. that's how they stumbled across you - their most devoted acolyte turned into the crowning jewel in their collection of treasures amassed over an eternity.

they like to whisper prayers in your ear as you tremble on their lap, leave golden plater of fruit and goblets of nectar on your bedside before you wake up from your nightly rest (a tic they still find themself so fascinated with). they find themself dressing you in robes fashioned with the same fine material as their own, lifting you onto a throne far greater than any a mere human could hope to occupy without divine assistance. they're overcome, frequently and violently, with the temptation to bow before you, to kneel at your feet, to wear the shallow scratch-marks and dull bruises you occasionally manage to leave on their skin as a priest or priestess would the symbol of their deity.

how else, after all, would a god know to love, if not through worship?

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere theory #general

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depravitymoon · 7 months

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My favorite Yandere Types

Author's note: I will spare you the sob story and just say that my uncle needed my help right after he got out the hospital. It wrecked my scheduling and I already promised that I would do better with posting more frequently, so I did another ramble post. These classifications aren't polished in any way. I just spouted whatever comes to mind. Enjoy!

Note #2: Sorry if the pic for Laidback Yan is blurry. I'll figure out how to do memes better next time. Also, all the yanderes listed are male yandere because that's my personal favorite.

Sugar Daddies

Kind of a "money comes at a price" thing I always love.

Pro: Spoils you.

Con: Thinks he owns your life.

Personally, I'm not a fan of the 'I'll isolate you' types. In fact, I think it'll be cooler to see a yandere use darling's loved ones to his advantage, such as "How desperate are you to get your sister into that art school?" and "It would be a shame if your brother doesn't have that dream job. I'm sure you'd do ANYTHING to make that happen if you could, right?"

Sadist/Psycho

He wakes up and chooses violence. Just an absolute menace to society. You'd have to make bad choices in your life to have him obsessed with you. I love this one, because writers can be very creative on how they act towards darling and towards the world. Typically their MO is "I wont hesitate to beat and shoot people. Not even you, darling! You just get it less."

Femboy/Otouto

My love for this is clearly inspired by Narancia (JJBA) and Bachira (Blue Lock). It's a guy who's naive, hyper, sweet, just so adorable that he'll have you thinking he's non-threatening. Then, the yanderu comes out and shows you just how dangerous and manipulative he can be. Also, he will get aggressive when you try slipping from him. I imagine this type always using overt guilt tripping.

Mr.Hades

Emo boy kidnaps a ball of sunshine to cure his lonely depression, such as Hades taking Persephone. There's not much else to say since this shipping dynamic (brooding x happy-go-lucky) is very popular.

Laidback

The laidback yandere that dont seem Yandere at all. He's super chill, actually gives you freedoms, and seems alright letting you socialize with people. What's the issue? Seems like a normal boyfriend! That's why I love them! So where does the Yanderu part comes in? In many different ways! Usually, in the form of a blackmailer or a tracker. It's easy to let you do what you want when you're never really that far from him or he has you fearing the consequence enough to trust you'll come back to him willingly. Honestly, I might do my own post on laidback yanderes.

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