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weepingchronicles · 13 days
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weepingchronicles · 17 days
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probably not going to post the full thing but ren :3
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weepingchronicles · 18 days
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platonic yandere strade headcanons tw/cw: strade being a whole warning himself, yandere behavior, manipulation, kidnapping, drugging, torture, slight gore, dead, reader is fucked up too!! animal death mention, cussing a/n: this may be ooc since i dont even know if it would be possible for strade to feel love at all especially platonic but lolz
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Okay so I wanted to make this sort of believable for Strade which is hard since he never shows remorse or care for anything. Treating Ren as a pet is the closet we ever seen him care for someone other than himself. From what I know is that he's always been like this since he was born. It didn't stem from trauma or anything like that.. so I got the idea, what if its genetic?
I don't think Strade kills everyone he fucks, definitely hurts them but maybe a long time ago he was drunk and had a one night stand and accidentally let the girl get away.
Then years later, imagine Strade finding out he actually has a kid? To be honest, he probably wouldn't even care, maybe a little curious but wants nothing more to do with you besides knowing your name.
But when he finds out you're just like him? Dude is ecstatic!
You're definitely not as sadistic as him and have higher empathy but I imagine you learned you liked the feeling of hurting people from an early age.. liking the feeling of control. You started small, killing random rodents or prodding at dead animals you came across with morbid curiosity.
Your mother was actually good and sent you to the psychologist which helped diagnosed you. You learned that your behavior was not regular and learned methods to deal with your urges.
You don't hurt people, you might have a tiny criminal record from the time you got into a bar fight or stole a couple things but that's it.
For Strade, it doesn't matter. He gets the closest thing to familial love when it comes to you. To know that his own blood is like him creates an urge to hone that desire within you.
He quickly "reunites" with your mother and uses her to help track you down.
You had just finished your late night shift at your workplace when you notice a man smoking a cigar staring at you, leaning against his car.
You pay no mind, heading to your car. This has happened before and it always ended with them regretting walking up to you.
Right as you open the car door it is slammed shut again, this time the man smoking is right in front of you.
He has an over-charismatic smirk that you know too well, because you have it as well.
He ends up drugging and taking you back to his place, with his victims he didn't care if they got hurt, but he doesn't get that urge with you.
You wake up tied to a chair in a basement littered with utility tools, you were groggy but overall fine. What most stood out to you wasn't the coppery smell in the air or the fact you just got kidnapped but there was a girl very close to you tied up to a pole.
She is bloody and bruised, you notice an overwhelming amount of blood staining her thigh. Shame floods your mind, guilty because her blood excited you.
"Pretty sight, eh?"
You were too absorbed in your thoughts to notice the man that had kidnapped you appeared right beside you, a wide smirk on his face as he peered down at the girl.
Although he enjoyed the frightened expression and confusion on your face, he explained to you that he was your father. It made sense, you had never known your father since you were born and your mother refused to talk about him, you never knew why. Your dad being a sadistic killer seems like a pretty good reason in hindsight.
What made you angry was the fact that Strade insisted that you were the same as him. The same? You're no killer and definitely don't kidnap people just to torture them. You've learned your problems and worked through it.
That's what you tell him but Strade chuckles, petting his unconscious victims hair as he talks with you. This guy is fucking weird.
"That's what you think, but I know you and I are the same. It's a shame, you never got to experience your true desires.. until now."
You perked up at what he meant but as he untied you, you understood.
He places a knife in your hand and wakes up his victim whose already half-dead by kicking her wound.
The girl wakes up, disoriented and in pain. But now there's two people in front of her, her kidnapper and someone with a knife.
You could end this all now, stab your father bloody and get out of here- go back to your ordinary life.
"Go on, sweetheart. I know you want to hurt them as badly as I, hear them scream."
You tug the knife harder, your face riddled with concentration and debate. The girl's pleas fall deaf on your ears, the feeling of Strade comfortingly rubbing your shoulder is what makes you take the first step, then the first stab.
You blink and suddenly return to a gory mess. Whatever happened, whatever you did, it went by like a dazy dream. You return to your senses, Strade is laughing maniacally behind you and you drop the knife. You still hear the girl's last wheezes before her heart finally stops beating. You killed her, you try to justify it. Maybe it was good, you ended her pain but you could have turned the knife onto Strade yet you didn't.
Your breathing is heavy and your heart thumps for the wrong reasons- excitement.
You almost forgot Strade is still there until he comes near you and ruffles your hair- like he was congratulating his kid on their first victory score.
"'Knew you had it in you, you're going to be the perfect protégé for me."
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weepingchronicles · 18 days
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platonic yandere best friend headcanons
a/n: hi everyone :) im working on requests but it might take awhile since I've been busy. I just wanted to do this short lil post since I had the idea tw/cw: yandere behavior, stalker behavior, taking of ones belongings?
Platonic yandere friends are so special to me since they toe the line of what's normal in a friendship but are able to get away with more, I feel like? You share everything with your friends, your deep thoughts, your inner self that even your s/o and parents don't know about.
Partly I believe this is because they're your equals and you just feel more comfortable sharing stuff like that because your parents are more authority figures and sharing everything with your s/o might be embarrassing, at least to me.
You become very close with your new friend, to the point you don't even remember how you guys met and became so close. I think yandere best friend easily weasels their way into your life, gaining personal information that you've never told anyone before, yet told them.
Stuff like this creates a very tight bond, when you share trauma and embarrassing things you feel like you've known yandere best friend your whole life
And everything is great, until...
For the purpose of this post, let's say you have other friends, maybe not as close as yandere best friend but friends nonetheless! Yandere best friend is tolerant of your other friends, maybe even friends with them too, but all of that friendliness disappears if they feel threatened in the position as YOUR one best friend.
It starts off as nitpicking, waiting for them to mess up somehow.
Wow, they canceled on you that one time? That's rude. They don't invite you to everything and everywhere they go!? That is so shady!
Once they truly mess up somehow, coincidental or not, yandere best friend tells you to cut them off. Which you do, because they're your best friend! They're just looking out for you.
Yandere best friend is very possessive and protective of you! They might be the 'mom friend' but literally only for you. They even carry a separate bag for you in case anything happens.
You get hurt? Here's a band aid. Forgot perfume or need any makeup? They got you, even your favorite brands, of course they know what products you use, they're your best friend! (Totally didn't take pictures of everything you use to buy later on.)
They insist on always paying for you! Probably even makes a list on things you randomly mention you want just for them to gift you it on your birthday or Christmas. They don't expect anything in return but it's so difficult when they go all out for you and you got them a couple gifts. (They treasure it more than anything.)
If for some reason they don't have enough money to buy you dinner or something, they get insanely embarrassed!
One thing they do take advantage of, though, is your home. Specifically your bedroom. It is such a safe space for them, they swear they sleep better when you're right next to them. They often come over whenever you're there(or not) even if it's just to laze around and scroll on your phones. You probably even gift them a key to your house since they come over all the time.
They want you to have a very specific view on them. This may include coming from an abusive home which makes you let them over to your house often, wanting it to be a safe space for them. Whether it's true or not, they can't lie that it benefits them!
People often mistake you for a couple, whether you're same-sex or not. You find it uncomfortable but yandere best friend doesn't mind!
I mean, are you even really friends if people don't assume you're together?
Not to say yandere best friend has feelings for you, it's just that they don't care? All they want is you, if you gain romantic feelings for them they'll even be in a relationship with you, afraid that if they reject your bond will break.
If you get together with someone else though they'll be insanely protective. They don't think anyone is good enough for you and will poke and prod at your s/o, trying to find any flaws they can.
The most annoying behavior is probably their clinginess, when they're not with you they often text or facetime. They like facetime better or calling since they get worried over text. (what if you're secretly mad at them cause you responded with 'k' instead of "okay!!"?)
They get INSANELY worried if you don't respond or call them back. First, they spam you with calls, messages, even debating to call the police. They decide to check your house, using their keys to your home.
If you're still not home, they have no choice but to wait on you, the worry and anxiety turning into anger. Why the fuck aren't you responding!?
You come home after your busy day and go into your room.
Right as you turn the lights on is yandere best friend there going all like "what are you doing? where were you??" and you literally almost died from a heart attack.
It's super annoying to constantly check your phone in case your friend is worried about you over a "gut feeling" they had. You think about taking back the keys you gave them but they already made tons of multiples
All in all, just go along with everything they say and it'll be fine. They are less deranged than romantic yanderes as they probably won't kill for you. They prefer manipulation and sneaking around to get what they want, but killing people for you... they definitely would- but the job is much easier if you already think everyone is out to get you or toxic- other than your best friend of course!
A unique thing about yandere best friend is that if something major happens the friendship might not last. It turns into their dark obsessed enemies situation. They hate how your friendship ended whether it was your fault or theirs(most likely) but they still can't shake off their obsession towards you. They become much more secretive and manipulative and mean. They keep tabs on you however they can if they can't physically be around you. Whether that's social media or just plan ol' stalking your schedule. They remove all your friends by starting rumors or talking badly about you, you have no one.
Finally you break, guilt and loneliness overcoming you to the point where you apologize to yandere best friend and hope to rekindle your friendship whether it was your fault or not that it had ended.
Of course, they forgive you! But don't expect it to come without consequences, they are much meaner to you and keep a closer eye. If they suspect you distancing from their grip again, they don't beg and sob for your friendship like before- instead forcing you into their grasp, who else will be your friend except for them?
They guilt and humiliate you all in the means of you being beside them, and cuz it feels good to punish you for even trying to leave their side.
They are much more clingy and touchy, wanting to make up for lost time spent apart.
You better pinkie promise your loyalty because they are not letting go of you ever.
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weepingchronicles · 18 days
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Hey hi so I’ve been reading too much Yandere fics and I just??
Quick little rambly thing bc I want to get this out of my system but just…Yanderes that aren’t completely unreasonable?? I’ll elaborate—
So say we have your typical yandere. Stalks you, wants to know everything about you, the same song and dance in most fics. He wants to finally get an in with you so he ends up worming his way into your friend group. At first, all he wanted was you. Wanted to talk to you, wanted to hang out with you, wanted to possess you in every way— but these friends of yours we’re starting to get in his way. He thought about getting rid of them. Maybe driving them away or staging an unfortunate accident, whatever he could do to rid himself of their distractions and get closer to you.
So maybe one day you all go out, he’s still mulling over the plan to get rid of each of your friends. You have to get up for something and then the friends break out in a different conversation. Your yandere isn’t paying them much attention, finding them a bit boring, but then he catches the tail end of a conversation when they mention your name.
“Oh man, y/n hates that story.” “Yeah well they aren’t here so—“
He asks them what they’re talking about, what could they possibly know about his y/n, his darling, that he doesn’t? Your friends realize he wasn’t apart of the group when this story takes place and proceeds to start telling him the embarrassing tale. He takes in every bit of it like a child being told their favorite story. He eventually asks why they’ve never brought it up before, wanting to know more, not realizing you were right behind him.
“Because i thought we agreed to let the story die with us.” You say, face heating up in embarrassment. Your friends laugh, and you eventually join them, but your yandere has a little realization. These people have known you for years, unfortunately much longer than he has. They know things about you that none of his research could ever dig up. In his mind, they’re all connected to you in such a way that now he has to keep them safe as well. He can’t let them get hurt or die, no, if they did then they’d be taking a piece of you with them, and he can’t have that.
So that’s how your friend group gains a yandere that’s wildly protective of all of them. God help anyone who tries to ruin that.
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weepingchronicles · 20 days
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seeing someone i follow follow me back after liking a few of my posts is so great like I’m glad I passed the entry exam . thank you
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weepingchronicles · 25 days
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I just read your hunter yandere head cannons, it was adorable and beautifully written, good job! <3 My question is: how do you think Hunter would help (y/n) transition into their new life with him?
a/n: eee tysm!! i love this question
tw: kidnapping, restraints, starving, drugging, manipulation
There was a couple of things I left purposefully out of the original post but Hunter originally wasn't going to take the reader that day, at least not till later. The reason he collected plushies from your house was to remind you of your actual home. The room for you wasn't actually finished, we don't want you sleeping on some old mattress now, do we?
But because of how things turned out... his plans were a bit rushed. So, you'll be sleeping on only a mattress for awhile till he saves up. Maybe he'll even clean his room for you to sleep on his bed while he sleeps on the couch. Maybe. It's too risky since the only thing stopping you from escaping is the chain connected to the bedframe.
Once he actually saves money, he'll spend time actually decorating and making your room well, your room! Depends on how cooperative you are of your situation but he will definitely try and ask you what kind of things you want. No, reader you can't go outside I asked what books you wanted-
Anyway, he sees this as making your kidnapping more adaptable since it's just like your old room! Except with chains making sure you can't leave and tons of locks on each door!
Another thing is that he is very patient! Of course you're going to be scared, confused and angry when you awake after being fucking tranquilized! Hunter, he gets mad easily but he never really loses control around you. He is delusional in thinking he is protecting you and giving you a home but deep down, he knows it is wrong hurting you and flipping out is expected.
Once you "settle down" and stop screaming every time he comes in your room, he'll give you certain privileges for good behavior. Oh, you want to watch tv? Then you'll have to eat the food he makes you(most of the time it's drugged).
If you misbehave however, like hurting him, trying to escape or just overall doing what you're not supposed to he'll take away basic necessities. You hurt him badly enough he'll lock you in the room for a day, no food or water. If he catches you trying to pick your chain, oops, you just lost your whole bed for a week. Now you're even more restrained with your hands and feet tied. Which means he'll have to feed you and carry you to the bathroom if you need to go, which is NOT fun.
Soon, you'll start following the rules whether you want to or not. You might still be plotting escape or hating his guts but he doesn't really care.
He'll also be kind of sweet? Like, picking flowers on his way home that reminded him of you or make smiley face pancakes. Getting a cute teddy bear or gum at a corner store. Very dad things. I don't know about you but if you're anything like me, if I hate someone, it's kind of impossible for me to be rude if they are nice to me. You'll begrudgingly accept his gift and mutter a thanks and he's all like :D
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weepingchronicles · 25 days
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God, I wish there was more Prodigal Son enjoyers out there. I get it, it was cancelled very early into the show(and on such a sour note) but it has such good yandere potential for like all of the characters.
I guess both? I'm interested in character development but if an ask doesn't involve a certain storyline, I usually end up making one anyways.
My first introduction to the yandere trope was Yuno Gasai, obviously, but platonic yandere probably came from here. I read a lot of MHA fanfics, especially the Todoroki family ones and I got into DC and discovered plethora of really awesome batfam fics.
I'm really new to this so I don't have much experience on who'd be my favorite but writing Azula was very fun. She's such a dark yandere but also smart and calculated.
I'm mainly an artist! Maybe I'll post art on here sometime, who knows. I like to listen to music as well and I am obsessed with pinterest.
I guess the Other Mother from Coraline is very platonic yandere coded. I remember reading a fanfic long ago based on that. I saw someone's answer on here saying Koro-sensei from Assassination Classroom is platonic yan coded and I FULLY AGREE. Oh! Also Mary from the video game IB, please check that out if you haven't. I guess that also counts Mad Father as platonic yandere coded.
Hmm, I don't know if I have a favorite trope in mind but I have really been wanting to write a yandere cannibal family for awhile- definitely haven't been playing out scenarios for months...
I had to research chloroform and currency system in Avatar. Yeah, fun fact it takes a long time for chloroform to actually knock you out, and you could even die from lack of air.
I haven't wrote a trope I was uncomfortable with but I probably wouldn't write the reader dying like.. it just ruins it imo
I guess my inspirations are other fanfics or just whatever I'm interested at the moment and I just think.. "but what if they were yandere?" yknow?
I try my best to approach it from a realistic view, most people aren't going to get kidnapped and wake up fine with it neither will they suddenly have martial arts or something. Also with my Azula fic, you gotta remember that the reader has grown up with Azula and believes they have no one besides her. That is going to affect your decision making a lot, its hard to stop caring about your abuser no matter how badly they've treated you.
Found family, either yandere or not. I love it so much and it comforts me a lot.
I guess I don't see a lot of platonic yandere friends, I see mostly family yanderes.
I've only written fandom based characters but I wouldn't mind writing original characters of my own, again with the cannibal family idea, it would have to be original characters.
This is very dark but I guess the idea of the yan sedating you to make you more cooperative is VERY scary to me but I love to read about it. Like, you don't even realize what's going on because you're passed out again.
I don't know if this is niche but Purge AUs, I love them.
I guess genre would horror since it is a yandere story and I love horror anyways.
I like romance, don't get me wrong but I hate when a plot is SOLELY romantic. Like there needs to be some plot other than that whether its, idk, fantasy, horror even action. Some good books that DON'T do this are Six of Crow and Hunger Games. My problem with it is that you end up writing bland characters whose only motive and personality is their love interest. Give them actual character and they'll feel like human beings.
AGAIN, the cannibal family concept. I really should do that..
I look at some other writers on here, of course. But I've recently been watching Criminal Minds and it gives me loads of messed up ideas.
Ask Game For Platonic Yandere Writers
(I just realized today there probably weren't any ask games related to platonic yanderes so I threw some questions together for everyone! You don't have to be a writer or tagged to share your thoughts or join in on some discussions though! This is free for anyone to use ^^ im tagging a lot of people I know write for platonic yanderes but don't feel pressured to use this if you don't want to! )
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1. What favorite media of yours do you wish would make its way into the fandom space?
2. Do you prefer writing something that is plot or character driven?
3. Do you remember what media it was that showed you something adjacent to the platonic yandere trope for the first time?
4. Namedrop your favorite blorbo’s to write for
5. When you are not writing what do you enjoy doing?
6. Do you have any beloved platonic yandere coded characters from your childhood?
7. What is your favorite dynamic / trope to write about?
8. What is the last thing you had to research that's related to your writing?
9. If you had to pick one trope to never write again what would it be?
10. What are some of your favorite non yandere related media that inspires your writing?
11. How do you approach writing a ‘reader’/ first person pov?
12. What is your favorite dynamic / trope to read?
13. In your opinion, what is the most underrated thing when it comes to the platonic yandere genre?
14. Do you prefer writing original characters or fandom based characters?
15. What horror elements do you enjoy including in your fics?
16. Do you have a favorite au or concept to write about?
17. What is your preferred secondary genre to write in for your stories? (Mystery, slice of life, fantasy, modern and so on)
18. What is something you usually don't enjoy reading/writing outside of platonic yandere fics?
19. Do you have a story idea you think of often but don't truly want to commit to writing it?
20. Where do you look for inspiration for your works?
Tagging : @c0ld0utside @yanderes-galore @blughxreader @floatyflowers @yandere-fixation @lovelyyandereaddictionpoint @yan-batgirl @honey-minded-hivemind @klemen-tine @gotham-daydreams @lovelybrooke
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weepingchronicles · 25 days
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heres how i imagine hunter
sorry im rlly bad at drawing guys 😭😭
platonic yandere hunter headcanons
tw/cw: yandere behavior, stalking, creepy(?), drugging(tranquilizers), guns mentioned, hunting obviously, cussing, kidnapping
a/n: i guess this is my first yandere oc? I don't know if he'll ever have a name or background but I'll just call him hunter
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He acts like a friendly neighbour at first and for right now that's all he is.
To be honest, there is something slightly off about him.
The way you've never seen him without a weapon of some kind draped across his back. Or the way he leers and asks you questions slightly too personal.
"Where are your parents?" "Oh, are you close with them?" "Aw, that's a shame."
Still he was nice, enough. He never crossed a line. If he saw you getting uncomfortable his teasing and questions immediately stopped. So, that must be a green flag?
During winter, you had stopped hiking and going out to the trail you normally would. I guess the time spent away from you made Hunter fall deeper into his obsession with you.
He'd follow you to the grocery store, dentist, whenever you'd leave your house. He'd justify thinking it's just to keep you safe but didn't clarify on what.
During this, he'd learn more about you. Your habits, schedule and personal life.
You didn't have a good home life as far as he can tell. Sometimes he'd hear shouting within your house right before you burst out and slam the door to walk off some steam.
He thought he could treat you better, give you the home he thought you deserve. He had begun to think he knew you better than anyone else did.
Once you're back in the forest again is when he'd slowly force himself into your life.
He'd somehow "bump" into you whenever you're hiking and escort you. Saying "It's too dangerous for a kid like you to be walkin alone out here." You were creeped out to be honest but he was somewhat right.
Although he was actually pleasant to be around, one time he took you to the river and helped you catch a fish. He offered to help you cook it back at his place but you declined.
Other times were more silent but eventful, you'd both sit and enjoy the nature breeze, the birds. Sometimes when you were lucky a deer would run by, blessing you with its innocent presence.
You asked why he hadn't shot it, considering his job is to hunt.
"Because I'm with you, kiddo."
The more time you spent with him, coincidental or not, you slowly began to open up. He somehow knew your likes and dislikes in which you couldn't help but ramble about when brought up, he found it entertaining.
All your baggage too began to untangle. You'd talk about your problems with your family and how you go out into nature to get away from it all. It becomes your only safe space.
Hunter understood easily, he was always attentive when you talked of your parents but you failed to notice the murderous look in his eyes whenever he heard something that ticked him off a little too much.
You began to see Hunter as a father figure. I mean, he'd comfort you when you were sad, took you out fishing. He was more of a father than your biological one.
One day after fishing, he asked you if you wanted to go back to his cabin and cook it. He'd always ask you but always declined, but this time you actually felt safe enough to accept.
Hunter was delighted and drove you to his cabin further into the woods.
It was a lot nicer than you expected, you think it would look like a cabin from a horror movie or something but it was newly furnished or just well kept.
Hunter told you sit down and get comfy while he prepared the fish.
You did so in the living room. He gave you some hot tea but you never actually drank it, being far more interested in his home.
Hunter never talked about himself or family, you thought maybe it was because he was divorced or just secretive about personal things.
But as you roamed around the living room you noticed there were no framed photos at all.
Well, there was one. It was a photo he has taped on his window above the sink with him and you. You had caught your first fish and he wanted to take a photo to celebrate which you begrudgingly complied.
You roamed around more, careful with your footsteps to not make any creaking. You didn't want him to think you're snooping, I mean you are, but not in a bad way!
You came across a room that was slightly ajar enough to peek in. It was his bedroom.
His bed was messily made and on the dresser were empty or half empty beer bottles. Leaning on the wall were a couple shotguns, you didn't know if they were loaded or not. The only innocence misportraying his room were these lilacs in a vase you had collected on a hike with him. They were slightly dying, hunched in posture while a couple petals fell.
You roamed around more, you found the bathroom down the hall and passed the kitchen without Hunter noticing as he was cooking.
You had looked in every room so far besides the basement.
It was sketchy you will admit, but maybe that was your guilty conscience punishing you for snooping around.
You had went down a couple of steps and there was a hall. Most of the rooms down the hall were normal, for extra storage, that kinda thing.
You made your way down to the final door. It had a slide bolt lock and was probably the only door where the paint was peeling.
You figure it was just another storage room or maybe a place to keep his guns..(why would he need that kind of lock anyway?)
You open the room and peek inside, you find a light switch and turn it on. The room is ghostly cold, making you scrunch up your shoulders in chills.
What... the fu-
Your mouth fell slightly agape. The room had posters of your favorite media and characters plastered on the walls. On one side was a dresser and on-top were some of your childhood plushies that mysteriously went missing awhile ago.
"What the fuck is this.."
The most scariest part to you was that in the center was an old mattress covered by a thick blanket and few pillows. Alongside was a long chain connecting to the wall, it was meant for someone.
Your heartbeat sped up, Hunter was not who you thought he was.
You quickly ran out and went upstairs again, standing in the hall where you could hear Hunter humming to himself while cooking.
You froze there for a couple seconds, debating on what to do. You could just make a run for it but you don't know the way back home and it would take forever to get back on foot. Plus, he has guns. The other option was to pretend everything was fine, all good. You didn't know how well you could that, putting a hand to your chest made you feel your frenzied heartbeat. What if he knew something was up and killed you? What if you pretend and stay but he kills you anyway?
Your thoughts began to blur as if you were a deer caught in headlights, you only snapped out of it once you heard Hunter calling your name.
"There you are! What's wrong?"
You felt your lip twitch, control yourself.
"I- I was looking for the bathroom." You felt your throat suddenly dry up, like you've just been in the sahara desert.
Hunter chuckled at this and gestured to the bathroom that was just further down the hall.
His smile faltered when he realized you wouldn't move yet when he reached out to your shoulder, you instinctively backed away.
"Kiddo?" He said, slightly confused and panicked. He looks down to the basement and saw the door was still open.
Realization hit him and he was trying to muster up an explanation, anything.
But you were already running, you didn't have enough time to put on shoes so you were running on only your socks.
You tried to remember the path you came from, you couldn't just run down the road he'd easily drive by and catch you. Everything in the woods looked different as the sun began to set and the sky was cast with an orange hue, it was almost more alive than in the daytime.
You didn't stop to look behind you, only running as fast as your wobbly knees could take you but you could hear your name being called in the distance which somehow urged you to sprint faster.
Fuck, maybe your parents were right in saying to do Track and Field. You were panting, your chest felt itchy and your cheeks burned yet felt cold all at the same time. You knew you couldn't yet stop though.
Finally, once you couldn't hear your name being called is when you stopped by a large stone.
You tried to contain your breaths but they came out in only puffs as you regained control of yourself.
How the fuck were you supposed to get home now!?
In a state of hopelessness you began to softly cry. You came into the woods because it was your safe space but all you want to do right now is be back home on your bed.
Before you went into a full breakdown, you heard the familiar call of your name again.
Hunter.
You gasp and hide behind the large stone, accidently falling in a small river and biting your lip at the freezing water.
You peek out the best you can without revealing your hiding spot.
You see the blurry image of Hunter walking, is he...
Is he holding a gun!?
"Kiddo!? Come here, I'm not going to hurt you. Let's just go back to the cabin and get you warmed up."
'Um, I think I rather freeze to death out here, thanks.'
You knew he was getting closer as the creaks in the twigs and leaves louden.
Feeling you have no choice but to make a run for it, you do. Either he finds you hiding, shoots you or you run and he tries to shoot you.
"(Y/N)! Come back here now!"
Is this guy really trying to get you to come back willingly? Why is he not shooting?
"Come back or I'll shoot!" Oh, there it is.
You don't stop running however, you run in a zig zag motion to make it hard for him to shoot but I guess he never told you how good of a shot he was.
A shot came to your left calf and another at your shoulder, making you crash into the dirt and solid ground in front of you. You thought it would hurt more, a bullet ripping into your flesh like a fucking parasite. But what you felt was stinging.
Yeah, it still fucking hurt but it wasn't a pain you expected from a bullet wound. In that last moment you have consciousness, you turn over peering down at your calf and seeing a dart poke right into it.
A dart?
Hunter rushes by your side, finally catching up to you.
Your instincts urge you to escape but a numbness spreads throughout your body, making your eyelids so very heavy.
He lifts your head in his hands, caressing your hair and brushing away dirt on your face.
"Shh, it's okay now. Just go to sleep, everything will be okay once you wake up."
You tried to move, run, protest, anything! But it felt like someone put a weighted blanket over you, or more like ten blankets.
You began to lose consciousness and your eyesight blackening. You could feel your wrists and ankles getting tied together. You were pulled over what felt like Hunter's shoulders, as if you were a freshly caught deer. Maybe that's how he saw you.
You didn't have much of a say either way as he trudged further into the woods again, carrying you.
a/n: woop yay!! my first original character! feel free to ask any questions bout him, if you have any. I might make a part 2 to this when I feel like it but I have a bunch of other requests to do at the moment. also let's not talk about how it's almost 6 am and I'm writing this
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weepingchronicles · 25 days
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Local babysitter allows having vegan combo once
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weepingchronicles · 25 days
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yandere this and tsundere that how about doing your laundere
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МI'm just wondering how the hunter got the reader's stuff? So he comes into their house quietly a lot? I got the idea that he was constantly trying to find the reader's personal diary in order to better understand their character and rummaged through all their drawers, even drawers with underwear.😔
yeah! so the posters and all of that were new and he just bought them by paying attention to what the reader says.
as for the plushies, he definitely broke into your room and found those. he sees you as an "innocent creature" and a child still, no matter if you're a teen or older.
if he suspected reader had a diary, i think he'd definitely look for it. maybe when they're venting about their parents, hunter would ask if they've made a journal to keep their thoughts in. depending on your answer, he'll look for your diary. as for the drawer snooping, remember he's a PLATONIC yandere. he sees you as his kid so seeing your clothes wouldn't bother him?? they're just clothes, it may be embarassing for reader but yeah
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weepingchronicles · 26 days
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platonic yandere hunter headcanons
tw/cw: yandere behavior, stalking, creepy(?), drugging(tranquilizers), guns mentioned, hunting obviously, cussing, kidnapping
a/n: i guess this is my first yandere oc? I don't know if he'll ever have a name or background but I'll just call him hunter
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He acts like a friendly neighbour at first and for right now that's all he is.
To be honest, there is something slightly off about him.
The way you've never seen him without a weapon of some kind draped across his back. Or the way he leers and asks you questions slightly too personal.
"Where are your parents?" "Oh, are you close with them?" "Aw, that's a shame."
Still he was nice, enough. He never crossed a line. If he saw you getting uncomfortable his teasing and questions immediately stopped. So, that must be a green flag?
During winter, you had stopped hiking and going out to the trail you normally would. I guess the time spent away from you made Hunter fall deeper into his obsession with you.
He'd follow you to the grocery store, dentist, whenever you'd leave your house. He'd justify thinking it's just to keep you safe but didn't clarify on what.
During this, he'd learn more about you. Your habits, schedule and personal life.
You didn't have a good home life as far as he can tell. Sometimes he'd hear shouting within your house right before you burst out and slam the door to walk off some steam.
He thought he could treat you better, give you the home he thought you deserve. He had begun to think he knew you better than anyone else did.
Once you're back in the forest again is when he'd slowly force himself into your life.
He'd somehow "bump" into you whenever you're hiking and escort you. Saying "It's too dangerous for a kid like you to be walkin alone out here." You were creeped out to be honest but he was somewhat right.
Although he was actually pleasant to be around, one time he took you to the river and helped you catch a fish. He offered to help you cook it back at his place but you declined.
Other times were more silent but eventful, you'd both sit and enjoy the nature breeze, the birds. Sometimes when you were lucky a deer would run by, blessing you with its innocent presence.
You asked why he hadn't shot it, considering his job is to hunt.
"Because I'm with you, kiddo."
The more time you spent with him, coincidental or not, you slowly began to open up. He somehow knew your likes and dislikes in which you couldn't help but ramble about when brought up, he found it entertaining.
All your baggage too began to untangle. You'd talk about your problems with your family and how you go out into nature to get away from it all. It becomes your only safe space.
Hunter understood easily, he was always attentive when you talked of your parents but you failed to notice the murderous look in his eyes whenever he heard something that ticked him off a little too much.
You began to see Hunter as a father figure. I mean, he'd comfort you when you were sad, took you out fishing. He was more of a father than your biological one.
One day after fishing, he asked you if you wanted to go back to his cabin and cook it. He'd always ask you but always declined, but this time you actually felt safe enough to accept.
Hunter was delighted and drove you to his cabin further into the woods.
It was a lot nicer than you expected, you think it would look like a cabin from a horror movie or something but it was newly furnished or just well kept.
Hunter told you sit down and get comfy while he prepared the fish.
You did so in the living room. He gave you some hot tea but you never actually drank it, being far more interested in his home.
Hunter never talked about himself or family, you thought maybe it was because he was divorced or just secretive about personal things.
But as you roamed around the living room you noticed there were no framed photos at all.
Well, there was one. It was a photo he has taped on his window above the sink with him and you. You had caught your first fish and he wanted to take a photo to celebrate which you begrudgingly complied.
You roamed around more, careful with your footsteps to not make any creaking. You didn't want him to think you're snooping, I mean you are, but not in a bad way!
You came across a room that was slightly ajar enough to peek in. It was his bedroom.
His bed was messily made and on the dresser were empty or half empty beer bottles. Leaning on the wall were a couple shotguns, you didn't know if they were loaded or not. The only innocence misportraying his room were these lilacs in a vase you had collected on a hike with him. They were slightly dying, hunched in posture while a couple petals fell.
You roamed around more, you found the bathroom down the hall and passed the kitchen without Hunter noticing as he was cooking.
You had looked in every room so far besides the basement.
It was sketchy you will admit, but maybe that was your guilty conscience punishing you for snooping around.
You had went down a couple of steps and there was a hall. Most of the rooms down the hall were normal, for extra storage, that kinda thing.
You made your way down to the final door. It had a slide bolt lock and was probably the only door where the paint was peeling.
You figure it was just another storage room or maybe a place to keep his guns..(why would he need that kind of lock anyway?)
You open the room and peek inside, you find a light switch and turn it on. The room is ghostly cold, making you scrunch up your shoulders in chills.
What... the fu-
Your mouth fell slightly agape. The room had posters of your favorite media and characters plastered on the walls. On one side was a dresser and on-top were some of your childhood plushies that mysteriously went missing awhile ago.
"What the fuck is this.."
The most scariest part to you was that in the center was an old mattress covered by a thick blanket and few pillows. Alongside was a long chain connecting to the wall, it was meant for someone.
Your heartbeat sped up, Hunter was not who you thought he was.
You quickly ran out and went upstairs again, standing in the hall where you could hear Hunter humming to himself while cooking.
You froze there for a couple seconds, debating on what to do. You could just make a run for it but you don't know the way back home and it would take forever to get back on foot. Plus, he has guns. The other option was to pretend everything was fine, all good. You didn't know how well you could that, putting a hand to your chest made you feel your frenzied heartbeat. What if he knew something was up and killed you? What if you pretend and stay but he kills you anyway?
Your thoughts began to blur as if you were a deer caught in headlights, you only snapped out of it once you heard Hunter calling your name.
"There you are! What's wrong?"
You felt your lip twitch, control yourself.
"I- I was looking for the bathroom." You felt your throat suddenly dry up, like you've just been in the sahara desert.
Hunter chuckled at this and gestured to the bathroom that was just further down the hall.
His smile faltered when he realized you wouldn't move yet when he reached out to your shoulder, you instinctively backed away.
"Kiddo?" He said, slightly confused and panicked. He looks down to the basement and saw the door was still open.
Realization hit him and he was trying to muster up an explanation, anything.
But you were already running, you didn't have enough time to put on shoes so you were running on only your socks.
You tried to remember the path you came from, you couldn't just run down the road he'd easily drive by and catch you. Everything in the woods looked different as the sun began to set and the sky was cast with an orange hue, it was almost more alive than in the daytime.
You didn't stop to look behind you, only running as fast as your wobbly knees could take you but you could hear your name being called in the distance which somehow urged you to sprint faster.
Fuck, maybe your parents were right in saying to do Track and Field. You were panting, your chest felt itchy and your cheeks burned yet felt cold all at the same time. You knew you couldn't yet stop though.
Finally, once you couldn't hear your name being called is when you stopped by a large stone.
You tried to contain your breaths but they came out in only puffs as you regained control of yourself.
How the fuck were you supposed to get home now!?
In a state of hopelessness you began to softly cry. You came into the woods because it was your safe space but all you want to do right now is be back home on your bed.
Before you went into a full breakdown, you heard the familiar call of your name again.
Hunter.
You gasp and hide behind the large stone, accidently falling in a small river and biting your lip at the freezing water.
You peek out the best you can without revealing your hiding spot.
You see the blurry image of Hunter walking, is he...
Is he holding a gun!?
"Kiddo!? Come here, I'm not going to hurt you. Let's just go back to the cabin and get you warmed up."
'Um, I think I rather freeze to death out here, thanks.'
You knew he was getting closer as the creaks in the twigs and leaves louden.
Feeling you have no choice but to make a run for it, you do. Either he finds you hiding, shoots you or you run and he tries to shoot you.
"(Y/N)! Come back here now!"
Is this guy really trying to get you to come back willingly? Why is he not shooting?
"Come back or I'll shoot!" Oh, there it is.
You don't stop running however, you run in a zig zag motion to make it hard for him to shoot but I guess he never told you how good of a shot he was.
A shot came to your left calf and another at your shoulder, making you crash into the dirt and solid ground in front of you. You thought it would hurt more, a bullet ripping into your flesh like a fucking parasite. But what you felt was stinging.
Yeah, it still fucking hurt but it wasn't a pain you expected from a bullet wound. In that last moment you have consciousness, you turn over peering down at your calf and seeing a dart poke right into it.
A dart?
Hunter rushes by your side, finally catching up to you.
Your instincts urge you to escape but a numbness spreads throughout your body, making your eyelids so very heavy.
He lifts your head in his hands, caressing your hair and brushing away dirt on your face.
"Shh, it's okay now. Just go to sleep, everything will be okay once you wake up."
You tried to move, run, protest, anything! But it felt like someone put a weighted blanket over you, or more like ten blankets.
You began to lose consciousness and your eyesight blackening. You could feel your wrists and ankles getting tied together. You were pulled over what felt like Hunter's shoulders, as if you were a freshly caught deer. Maybe that's how he saw you.
You didn't have much of a say either way as he trudged further into the woods again, carrying you.
a/n: woop yay!! my first original character! feel free to ask any questions bout him, if you have any. I might make a part 2 to this when I feel like it but I have a bunch of other requests to do at the moment. also let's not talk about how it's almost 6 am and I'm writing this
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Hiii I’m new to your blog and omggg I’m in love 🥰
You said to request but I have too many ideas 😭
Yandere Zuko somehow getting the reader to fall for him, but he doesn’t believe her until she risks her life to protect him?
Orrr like a dark yandere aang???? Goes into the avatar state over trying to get her back?
Or honestly anything your write 🥹🤧 I’m a sucker for your stuff
ahhh you're so sweet! don't worry I love all your ideas! tysm for liking my blog <3 i decided just to do headcanons for this hope you dont mind
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yandere zuko getting the reader to fall for him! tw/cw: yandere behavior, protectiveness, insecurity a/n: he's honestly a cutie patootie i cant lie
he's awkward... but determined!
his 'yandere-ness' is very toned down while he is pining over you and won't actually show until he is in a relationship with you.. at least not to your face!
now when it comes to making you fall for him, he is at a loss
not that you don't like him but he always seems to mess up when he's around you
like accidentally making your tea too hot and burning you because he was just so nervous speaking with you
or when you finally have a conversation with him and gives the same enthusiasm as "that's rough buddy"
he does care! just, doesn't know how to show it
so he seeks guidance from others..
sokka's advice tells him to flirt with you and show off his strength
he does try but he ends up accidently lighting something or someone on fire
uncle iroh tells him to make a romantic gesture, plan a date and drink tea
this plan actually works in the first bit until he realizes he is not very good at conversation and from the mishaps whenever he serves you tea- he decide this is a no-go
toph says to buy you things or whatever girls like but you never accept his gifts!
aang says to just be nice to you but he has a fucking panic attack every time you smile at him
his last resort is katara who begrudgingly tells him to be himself and just tell you how he feels
and he does
you accept his confession much to his(and everyones surprise)
but he doesn't believe that you actually like him? i mean, everyone in his life besides his uncle hates him or used to. what if this is just a ploy and you're secretly making fun of him behind his back?
because of his insecurities, he slowly distances himself away from you. he finally got what he wanted but it doesn't feel real, just yet.
that is, until one day, azula comes back and is looking to hurt.
fights happen but azula gets the better of zuko.
she's right about to give him another burn to the face until you step in.
whether you're a bender or not, you risk your life to save zuko.
zuko is amazed and almost in awe
someone really cared enough to save his life and out of all people, it's you!
he doesn't know why he never saw it before but you really do love him!
and he's going to make sure that you never forget that he loves you back.
after defeating azula, you both escape very injured but zuko isn't worried about his wounds, only you.
you tell him that you're fine and that it was worth it to save zuko
but seeing you hurt... it triggers something in zuko, a rage that makes even his skin hot to the touch.
he promises that you'll never get hurt in his care, ever again.
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weepingchronicles · 27 days
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platonic yandere katara headcanons
tw/cw: overbearing behavior, yandere, guilt tripping, infantilizing
a/n: yippie katara headcanons! this is just thoughts I had and female yanderes are so underated here especially katara herself
I'm also working your guys requests, i have a lot of drafts right now!!
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katara is a very controlling but soft yandere
her tendencies are a bit more toned down if you're older than her, but if you're younger you are basically adopted as her little sibling or mother
however she sees you as, she's still very motherly
she's a bit more soft because she'll let you socialize and have friends especially with those she loves like aang, sokka and toph
but she'll get VERY protective if fire nation is somehow involved, even when she eventually warms up to zuko she doesn't like him around you
if you're fire nation however? she'll insist that you're different and the only one who is truly good in her eyes
if you go against her and talk to zuko or someone fire nation, she'll basically guilt trip you and cry
"how could you do this to me? you know my mother died by firebenders" sob sob
some part of its sincere, other half knows if she cries you'll do as she says
if you ever get sick or injured, she is by your side ALL THE TIME
if you get a smallest paper cut or bruise she'll insist on healing it for you, which is fine at first until she demands full body healing sessions DAILY just incase you're hurt somewhere she can't see or you can't feel
her controlling tendencies go to its MAX and her overwhelming need to care for you goes out of control. she'll bathe you or at least be right beside you (just incase something happens!!), cook for you, do all your clothes, EVERYTHING until you're fully healed.
she genuinely hates to see you like this and couldn't live with herself if you got hurt more because she wasn't there.
the only reason she lets you come with her and the rest of the gaang is because what if something happens to you and she isn't there to heal you? she just needs you to be within a 2 feet radius
the only way i can see you reasoning with her is if you go to sokka or aang for help, to intervene. aang straight up says no, he's too loyal to katara and knows she's projecting her trauma onto you. sokka does try talking but it ends up in a full blown argument and kinda gives up
besides it's not like she's hurting you or anything??
she'll tone it down after sokka talks with her a bit but goes back right after
so you might as well live with it! 🩷🩷
if you try to escape, which I don't blame you-
you might be able to get away for even a month or two if you prepare well enough but cmon, she has the fucking avatar as a boyfriend and a flying bison
it won't take too long before she tracks you so enjoy your freedom while it lasts
when she "reunites" with you, it's all tears. she's somehow even more overbearing and checks if you're hurt and asks 100 times as well
she won't be mad at you neither will she punish you
she'll definitely keep a closer eye on you and will snoop through your things if she believes you're plotting
the most she'll do to punish you is, again, guilt tripping
"how could you do this to me? you're just like my dad, leaving me alone!"
she's practically hysterical and the only way to calm her down is if you apologize and swear to never do it again
another thought is if she'd bloodbend for you?
I don't think she would nor do I think she'd get to the point of killing someone for you unless they MUST be stopped
but i do think she'd threaten to bloodbend others or maybe even you if pushed far enough
she'd never actually do it though..
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