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[yanyanobsessed]

Are you 18+? I wanted to check before I follow, thank you!

I am not! I prefer for people below like 16 not to follow, but I don't plan on writing anything nsfw beyond the usual yandere murder shenanigans- If I ever do go further however I will either just tag it properly or shift the blog to be 18+, but for the moment I don't have a strict rule on it :)

Edit: Realizing now you may have been talking about my personal age lol, if thats the case then yes I am over 18.

#yanyan speaks

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yanderes who murder without an ounce of guilt, until they imagine you seeing them- And suddenly they are horrified by themselves, tormented by their wrongdoings. But then they see you, and you dont know- You dont hate them at all, you show them love and kindness just the same as before.

They really were in deep, weren't they?

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yandere cult leader who notices you in the crowd, a new member attending worship.

You didn't stand out all that much on your own- But something about you drew them in, calling to them like a lamb for the slab. They didn't understand these feelings, torn by their devotion to their god and this newfound pull to you.

Its only during one fateful morning, when they were helping pass out food to the morning attendees and they heard a laugh, turning to see your face lit up at a joke one of the others had told, that they came to a consensus about it. A horrifying consensus, in their eyes.

You were higher than their god, at least in their eyes. Going against everything they preached- you entranced them in a way that surpassed divinity. They didn't want you to bring them to heaven- they didn't want anything from you, except to experience you, in all of your sublimity.

(I want to expand on this later, but I'm posting this as is in hopes if yall like it yall might be so kind as to send me asks abt it to spur on these here creative juices.. wink wink..)

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader imagine #yandere scenarios #yandere drabble #yandere imagines #inspired by recent sleep token lore brainrot

[yanyanobsessed]

yandere subversion tropes i like to think about

yandere that pushes reader to the edge, so reader snaps and kidnaps/imprisons them

yandere who stalks and surveils, not knowing the reader is highly aware of the fact and enjoys the attention

reader is a former yandere who resists their new yandere's advances at first, out of fear of rejection. once they feel it's safe to be emotionally vulnerable, the reader turns out to be much, much worse than their yandere

the yandere is the protagonist of the narrative, not the reader

reader already has a partner, so the yandere is initially jealous. but right before yandere manages to dispose of your partner, they end up falling for them as well (polyam ending)

yandere who's actually quite bad at stalking/sneaking around, so the secret spy!reader encourages them to do better by offering pointers

reader has been yandere's yandere all along, and is glad they finally got their yandere to notice them. reader pretends to be oblivious the whole time

#THIS IS WHAT IM TALKING ABOUT!!!!!!!!

[yanyanobsessed]

Im so tired of all these 'dominant' style yanderes, even in sfw settings.. I get that a lot of people are into them but theres so much to be explored on the side of yanderes who are self aware, who have restraint, who think themselves below you- Even just yanderes who try to hide their yandere side and dont want you to find out about it.. It feels like so often when there is material that explores this it just ends up subverted into a dom esque yandere by cruel twist of fate, like no.. please.. leave them as they are...

#Im sure theres more hidden within the sub yandere tag #but I am looking for sfw and willing reader content #not kidnapping or any of that.. #Those are fun sometimes but imo they are SO overdone oh my god #yandere x reader #yandere

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RESTRAINT

Yandere!Vampire x Willing!Reader Pt. 2

Part 1

You had them cornered. They hyperventilated, pressed against the wall as you approached, collar exposed.

"No-" They whimpered, pressing themselves further into the paint.

"But you are hungry." You pouted. "You need to, right? I promise its okay- I trust you-"

They whimpered, squeezing their eyes shut. Your scent was enough right now- Let alone your eyes, the way you looked up at them like a lamb self appointed for slaughter. You offered yourself for martyr so willingly, no reservations about tainting your flesh for the needs of cain's kin.

And when they finally couldnt hold back anymore, when they let go, just for a moment, you were on the ground beneath them, and they had less than an inch from your neck when they caught themself again.

"I-Im sorry- I cant-" They sobbed, ashamed of their lack of control.

You ran a hand through their hair, gentle and trusting. "Its okay," you whispered, "You can."

And they managed to pull themselves back a bit, eyes teary and needy as they looked down at you, as if begging for permission and clarity.

You smiled softly, and nodded. "Just be gentle."

And with that, they slowly lowered themself to the curve of your neck, pressing a shaky kiss to your skin as their whole body trembled with restraint and excitement.

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader imagine #yandere vampire #yandere drabble #yandere scenarios #yandere imagines

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RESTRAINT

Yandere!Vampire x Willing!Reader Pt. 1

Part 2

Yandere vampire who refuses to feed on you, ashamed by their desires and temptations, fighting against their hunger in the face of your innocence.

You, in that cute little outfit, your collarbones and neck so perfectly revealed, tempting them beyond belief.

Them, who had gone a little too long between feedings, and were overwhelmed by the scent coming off you.

Their mind is split in two, equally desperate to taste you as it is desperate to get the hell away from you before they can hurt you. Before they can stain your beautiful skin, taint it with their fangs- The idea is equally delicious and nauseating.

Which is how they ended up here, hiding in your closet, pressed against the back wall as they watch you through the slots of the closet door- terrified of themself, and enamored with you.

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader imagine #yandere vampire #vampire oc #yandere drabble #yandere scenarios

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collection of posts for a very specific dynamic

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Yanderes who murder in cold blood, but find their head empty and clouded when they spot you getting some fresh air from your balcony while they are disposing of the body.

All the rage, all the hate and malice that coursed through their veins just moments prior drain away as they are like a schoolboy with a crush, flustered and skittish.

Ah- shit, they cant let you see them with some random person's body!! God, that would be so embarrassing- shit, shit, shit, what do they do?

They drive themselves silly panicking over it.

#yandere #yandere oc #yandere x reader imagine

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Self Aware! F!Yandere x Willing! Reader - "Forever and Always"

(Not necessarily a full fic, more of an imagine or scenario of sorts)

(Girly doesn't have a name yet!)

(Reader is written gender nuetral)

Yandere type: Obsessive, possessive, worshipper

"I know you said its okay, but I just- I need you to know, going into this, all this entails." She cut you off before you could answer.

"You know me. If- If we start, I'm afraid.." She took a deep breath. "..I'm afraid I won't ever be able to go back. Not to how I was before we got together, and certainly not to how I was before I met you."

The look in her eyes was a swarm of overlapping emotion- Fear and Anticipation, the most prevalent.

"I love you, so fucking much- More than you could ever even hope to know, certainly more than I could tell you- And I just.. It would break me, if we took that leap and you realized it wasn't what you truly wanted. Realized that.. That you didn't truly.." She took a deep breath, her voice shaky. "..that you didn't want me."

As you cupped her cheeks with your hands, she gazed at you with those sweet, wet eyes- Watching your expression like a bomb that could take her life at any moment with a single wrong move. She was frozen in your hands, melting under your gaze.

"..do.. do you really, really truly, want me?" She whispered, the words prying their way from her throat.

As you brushed your thumb over her cheek, a tear descended from her eye, rolling over her cheeks and under your touch. You leaned in, resting your forehead against hers, and nodded.

"..I do. And I promise, as long as I am alive, I will never change my mind. I'm yours, remember?" You whispered, gazing into her teary eyes.

Her breathing stuttered. "But- But what if you do? What if you don't want me anymore? What if I'm too much for you?" She sobbed, leaning into your touch as her hand came up to cover your own on her cheek, holding it there for comfort.

"..That won't happen." You reassured her, leaning up to kiss her forehead. "..I know you. I know what you've done, the urges you get.. And I know that I love you, darkness and all." You smile sweetly at her, and she swears it makes her fall for you all over again.

"..pinkie promise? cross your heart?" She holds up a pinkie, eyes incredibly genuine in contrast to the rather silly gesture. Still, you humored her, and intertwined your pinkie with hers.

"..cross my heart, and hope to die."

She sobbed, and kissed you.

And kissed you.

And kissed you again.

"God- I love you so much-" She sobbed, holding your cheeks as she whimpered. "You are so perfect- and so kind to me-" She rambled her worship, sobbing into your chest as she professed her adoration. "And- And you know how jealous I get, and- and you are just okay with that? okay with me? with being mine?" She bawled, clinging to your shirt. "All mine? Forever and ever and ever and ever? Until we die together and meet in the afterlife? Really?" She looked up at you, searching for confirmation as your hand found its way into her long black hair, running through her pretty locks to comfort her. You nodded, smiling at her lovingly, and she cried harder, nearly tearing the fabric of your shirt as she buried her face into it.

You would be together forever- You would get married, and never be apart, and she couldn't be happier. She wouldn't. She couldn't betray you like that.

She loves you, after all. Forever and always.

#yandere x reader imagine #yandere #yandere oc #yandere writing #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios

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Guilty! M! Yandere (Pierce) x Kind! Reader

Yandere type: Guilty, Soft, Obsessive

Reader is gender nuetral

When he first met you, he could hardly breathe. You simply enter the same room as him, as per normal, and suddenly he notices you for the very first time- And the whole world stops for a moment, Pierce's friends' voices drowned out by the thunder of his heart as the only thing he could see, the only thing that mattered in that moment, was you. And surrounded by the white noise, he forgot how to breathe- How to be human. In that moment, all he was could be boiled down to that thrumming heartbeat- an obsession inspired.

From that day on, he could hardly manage to retain his composure around you, although he did his best. On some level, he knew just how weird and creepy you might find it if you happened to look over and see such a wide eyed freak all but drooling at your presence- so they contain it as best they can.

He reminded himself to breathe when your presence emptied his head and shifted it into manual gear. He did their best to manage all of his body language and mannerisms so he could seem normal. He did so good at pretending to be normal, pretending not to be obsessed from afar-

But then, one day, due to a seating chart change, he is placed right beside you.

He nearly died when he walked into class that day, your beautiful face beaming at him from across the room- You knew him? You knew his name? You- You knew him? Really?

As he walked over to join you, it was like time moved in slow motion. He was hyperaware of every bone in his body, every joint, every muscle- His legs wobbled like wet spaghetti, he couldn't breathe, and suddenly he was standing right in front of you, and you were talking to him.

"-m Y/N, although I'm sure you already knew that- I've just never spoken to you directly so I figure introductions are in order, right?"

He blinked a bit, nodding dazedly. "Right- Uh- That- That sounds fine by me-" He visibly swallowed, taking all of his focus to string words together coherently instead of getting lost in those big beautiful eyes, forgetting to breathe- "I'm Pierce. Just- Uh- Just like the board says."

He cringed internally at how stiff that must have sounded.

"Its a pleasure to meet you, Pierce!" You smiled up at him, and he was suddenly all too aware of the fact that he was still standing. He managed to take his seat, his heart thrumming at how close you were.

"The pleasure is- Ahem- The pleasure is all mine, r-really." He smiled at you, his eyes darting back down to the desk and around the room, afraid of making too much eye contact and coming off oddly.

As the students around you both settled into their seats and your teacher began instructing them, Pierce struggled to follow, his senses rather preoccupied with a few things- Namely, that with you sitting right next to him, so close like this, that he could practically smell you. So close that, should he relax his shoulders just enough, they would brush yours. And as the teacher droned on the background, it was so, so hard to focus when he could hear you breathing, when he could almost imagine your heartbeat, in sync with his own.

When you turned to him, he nearly choked, coming out of his momentary daze to find you sparking conversation.

"Do you wanna be partners? For the project- I would ask someone else, but I dont really know anyone else in this class.." You smile sheepishly, and he just about combusts.

"S-Sure." He nodded. He didn't know what you were talking about, but he was absolutely not going to pass on a chance to spend time with you- even if he wasn't 100% certain he could survive it. "..I- um- I'm really sorry, would you mind catching me up to speed..? I kinda zoned out when she was explaining.."

"Oh- No problem! To start-" You were so kind.

He didn't deserve you as a partner. He would just hold you back- Even now, as you so graciously reiterated your instructor's words to him, he could barely focus on anything but your eyes, and those pretty lips- He was disgusting, wasn't he?

Somehow, he managed to exchange numbers with you and coordinate to meet at your house after class. He didn't know how he did it, how he didn't pass away in the process- You looked so cute when you asked him to enter his number into your phone. If only his hands hadn't shaken while he put it in- God, he hoped he put it in right.

When class got out, Pierce nearly forgot to grab his bag- the only thing on his mind being your meeting. His head swirled with thoughts of what your room might be like, all your cute decorations pertaining to your interests (he knew them oh so well, from eavesdropping), and wherever you put your clothes... He really was vile. He had no right to enter your doors. And yet.. Now that he had the chance, it felt impossible to pass it up.

As you led him to your house, he memorized the route, engraining its path in his mind and pinning its destination on his phone once you arrived. For future meetings, of course. Nothing more.

When he entered your room, it was chemical warfare - an entire space, all covered in your scent.. All your own, entirely you. God, he could almost get drunk off that scent- He wondered how harshly you would judge him if you knew the way he behaved when you went to the bathroom. Huffing your pillow like his life support. His fingers twitching uncontrollably until he opened your closet, snatching a pair of unmentionables from the laundry pile inside. How he pocketed the popsicle stick and chewed pencil from the top of your desk. God, you would hate him, wouldn't you? You'd kick him out of your home for misconduct, maybe even report him to the principal and file a restraining order- He didn't know what he would do if such a thing came to pass. He didn't know how he'd live with himself if you hated him.

And yet, when you came back, blissfully unaware of his actions, you gazed upon Pierce as if he was an angel- Or maybe rather like you were an angel, and Pierce was bathed in the holy light of your radiance, glowing by proximity. He would give anything for such a fate- The role of priest at your altar, the lone worshipper in your church of purity.. How his hands tainted your golden robes as he clung to them. You looked at him so kindly nonetheless, and like an angel, he fell from grace- only for you.

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