#Sdv Yandere Elliot x Reader

[snail-migraine]

ooooh! Could you do something for Elliott from Stardew Valley? Or perhaps Mr. Qi? Elliott’s my favourite character, but Mr. Qi has that “omnipotent stalker with a weird sense of humour” vibe that would fit perfectly.

Thanks in advance!

Ooh, okay! As much as I think Mr. Qi is the most likely out of everyone in the cast to become a yandere, I can't help but that I just wanna cuddle a delusional yandere Eliott. Thanks for the Ask btw!

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Anon Yan 💌‧₊˚❀༉‧₊˚.

Yandere Elliott

I feel like Elliott is the delusional stalker type.

Like when he and the farmer (aka you) first meet it's love at first sight for him.

He's been in a creative rut for so long, bored out of his mind and replaying the same words over and over again in his mind.

He heard about the new farmer coming into town from Leah, and thought nothing of it really. It wouldn't effect him and his work.

Oh how wrong he was. From the moment Elliott met you the man became a simp.

He watched you run around town foraging for anything good to sell, he always admired how keen your eye was for the little berries that'd grow in the bushes and the flowers nobody thought to pick.

He looks at you like you hung the stars and the moon in the sky. Like you've moved the heavens and the earth to make space just for him and his little whimsical fantasies. And in a sense you kinda did.

After all, it was you who brought him out of the bored gloom he'd had been living in for the past months.

So it'd only make sense that you'd become his one and only muse.

The man could write thousands of sonnets and haiku's in your name. He hasn't gotten that far yet, but he's getting closer everyday.

He's sickly sweet, that lovey-dovey puppy-dog expression crosses his face whenever he so much as thinks about you. [Which is all the time btw]

He is totally and completely enamored with you, fallen for you like a fish falls for the bait. Which is unfortunate for him as you don't seem to have fallen for him.

But it's fine! Maybe you're just shy, that's okay, he'll just need to be a little more forceful in his affections.

"Darling! There you are. I have been looking all over for you. Come along now, I have made another poem for you to read. It'll be wonderful."

Which doesn't work...in fact it seems to make you even more reserved.

But thats okay to! You guys will work on that together.

He just keeps on pushing and pushing and pushing, and it never seems to stop.

It isn't until you blow up on him, calling him a creep, that he backs off. But only for a little bit.

He see's this as just a small argument between you guys, it'll pass over in a few days once you cool down.

But then he see's you talking to Sebastion in the saloon. You twirling your hair between your fingers, laughing at his jokes, blushing when he gets a little too close for comfort, and looking up at him with sweetest expression he's ever seen from you.

For the first time in a long time, Elliott feels rage. And not the normal kind, oh no no no, I mean blinding rage.

The kind that makes you act on your violent thoughts. Which is exactly what Elliott ended up doing.

In a flash he's on Sebastion, beating the poor boy within an inch of his life.

The other people at the Saloon try to stop the raging Elloitt, but all of the get knocked on their ass and get to scared to do anything.

Once Elliott was done with Sebastion, he turned to look at you. No longer did he look at with that sweet puppy-dog face, no instead his eyes were filled with nothing but apathy as he grabbed your chin with his bloody thumb and directed you to look at the dead body of your best friend.

"Look at what you've caused dear. This is what happens when you try to make me jealous."

[r0-boat]

Can I get a mcfuckin uuuhhhhh yandere Elliott from sdv getting pussy drunk? Whether that's just eating reader out or can't stop fucking them is up to you, I just have a need 🥺👉👈

-🍜

Yeeeeeeee

My God Elliot my first husband my love.

There is a yandere Elliott mod that I love with all my heart I will be using this as a basis!

(if you don't know there's a part in the mod where he kidnaps you and keeps you how arrested in your own farm if you try to leave the farm you'll get a cutscene where he pretty much tells you that you're 'very sick' and you need to come back)

Okay without further ado

Yandere Elliott x AFAB gn!reader

Drunk off your pussy

Nsfw

He insisted on carrying you back to the cottage in his arms. Elliot had been so busy with his next book that he had not noticed that you snuck out of the house on your own. He'll have to watch you more closely from now on.

Looking at you now, even with your heaving breaths, your chest rising and falling, your eyes red and wet with tears as you cling to him. It was hard to stay mad at you as much as he wanted to bend you over his knee and make your ass red for disobeying. He spent so many nights without you and his arms and underneath you; seeing you like this just made it harder even to consider punishing you for your actions.

To your surprise, instead of being over his lap, you lay gently on the bed. Elliot, instead of a look of disapproval, it was a look of hunger.

"You disobeyed me, my dear, normally I would punish you like I always do...but I've decided that perhaps I should... Change my methods of punishment." He purrs, licking his lips as he begins to roll down your pants, taking your underwear with it.

Not wanting to make your husband angry or change his mind, you submissively obey. Spreading your legs sweetly for Elliot.

He hums at the sight of your pussy; It had been so long since he had you like this. Maybe that's why you ran. Was it was all just for his attention? "Don't worry, my sweet, I'm here now." Elliot murmurs, his smile morphing into a crazed one. He spreads your lips apart. You felt a hot breath against your cunt before his wet tongue slid inside you.

Tasting your sweet wetness for the first time in a while He shutters.

"mmh, fuck! I've miss this."

Normally your husband would make moments like these more romantic whether it be candles around the cabin too rose petals in the bed, but. You did not deserve these pleasantries.

"No! Spread wider. Don't make me get the spread bar again. If you won't part these legs, then I will make you."He smiles.

If you were going to run away and flirt with some other man like a whore then you were going to be treated like one. Right now you are not his perfect beautiful spouse. You were his play toy pet, writhing and moaning underneath him your hand gripping his hair Your body fighting on whether you should push him away or bug against him. You had your answer You want pleasure struck like lightning feeling his fingers slip inside you in his mouth curl around your clit. Elliot knew all the best ways to pleasure you.w hat kind of husband would he be if he didn't know how to make his precious spouse cum? With him suckling your clit and his fingers working your sensitive spot inside. You tried to stifle your noises. Which made your husband frown.

"come on, my sweet, let me hear you."He begs, his eyebrows furrowing as he kisses your inner thighs.

He plays with your clit in a way you cannot resist and his fingers pick up their pace slamming knuckles deep inside you every tense of his arm.

You tried to close your quivering legs, only for Elliot to remove his hand and mouth only too strike your cunt with his hand after prying you open. Youre loving husband striking you in any way stunned you. He was sorry to hurt you like this, but if you do not listen, there'll be more where that came from.

As he feels you get close, he removes his fingers, replacing them with his eager tongue, not before licking them clean, not wanting to waste a single drop of your delicious cunt

his thumb pressing against your swollen throbbing clit.

"I miss the taste of your cum on my tongue. Are you going to be good and give it to me? Do I have to ring you out for every last drop you have? Hm?" Elliott purrs, dragging his tongue across your wet lips.

To wasted no time diving his tongue inside, brushing his nose against your clit as he licks and sucks you out like a starving man. Feverishly trying to spread you even wider, pressing your hips, making you grind your cunt against his face. You arch your back cumming on his tongue, and he rides out your orgasm moaning and bucking his own hips as he drinks every last drop of your cum.

His mouth glistens with your juices as he parts from you. His tongue lulled out, and his eyes glazed over with lust and bliss. He thought he had his fell as you tried to squirm away. He holds you down, nuzzling against your inner thigh.

"Where do you think you're going, beloved? We're not done. This is a punishment, remember?"

"I will eat your pussy; I'll make you flood my mouth over and over till You're too tired to even move from your bed tomorrow. Maybe then you'll finally stay put."

[autumnywinter]

Yandere Elliott Headcanons (Stardew Valley)

TW: Yandere behavior, suggestive content, insinuated threatened suicide

Yandere!Elliott is the pinnacle of an obsessive yandere. Of course he has some possessiveness and protectiveness too, but above all he is obsessed with you.

He's a tad bit delusional, but does occasionally have some self-awareness. He's fully aware what he's doing isn't normal, but he truly believes everything he does is for you, and his intentions are all that matters. Love is a complex thing, right?

Though he isn't the type to murder unless completely necessary in his eyes, he will do many other things "in the name of love".

Will send glares at anyone who he thinks is taking up too much of your time (when you could be spending it with him) or gets too touchy with you.

If he thinks someone is a little too interested in you, he'll gently plead as your beloved friend that they're bad news. If that doesn't work, he'll personally confront the person in question, claiming that he has blackmail, whether he's bluffing or not.

Of course, he does send love letters from a "secret admirer". Sings you constant praises and confesses all the horrible, shameful thoughts he has. But while writing in his exquisite cursive, you'll notice when it becomes more sloppy, a telltale sign he got a little too excited confessing his infatuation with you.

Stalks you very often. Whenever you're sick, there's a basket with medicine, snacks, and flowers at your doorstep, all gifted to you by your devoted secret admirer ♡

He isn't very good at hiding his obsessive tendencies. After all, who else in town writes with such delicately scripted words?

When you're deep in your friendship with Elliott, it becomes even more obvious. His face is bright red, and he has an almost drunken smile whenever you're near him. Buries his nose in your hair and inhales, always commenting how heavenly you smell, how right you feel in his arms.

Sneaks into your house while you're gone or asleep. Won't do anything but watch you, even if he's tempted to do more. Just viewing your such peaceful, serene state is enough for him. Sometimes.

Other times, he takes your belongings. He returns them--most of the time--but of course he keeps a few keepsakes, too. Underwear, lipstick/lip gloss, toothbrushes even. Despite being vanilla, this man is a freak.

Will take his time building up your affection. As much as he'd love nothing more than to sweep you off your feet immediately, he can be patient. As long as you keep being your incredible, sweet self to him.

He'd much rather not have to resort to kidnapping. He wants you to adore him as much as he adores you, and he has some self-awareness that if he kidnaps you, there's a good chance you'll hate him forever. The mere thought makes him feel terrified.

If you confess your love to him first, he won't cry, but he will be on the verge of it. This is all he could've ever wanted! He can now be as flirtatious and romantic as he'd like with you now and not be seen as creepy!

Him confessing his love first would be planned out very carefully. He'd try to seem like his usual charming and smooth self, but you'd notice how he'd occasionally stammer a little, and how his entire face is tomato-red.

Only when you're married will he seem to tone it down. He's even more obsessive than ever, but he doesn't follow your every movement as much. Not unless he grows suspicious of you. He'll be more heartbroken than genuinely angry if he finds out you've been cheating or have fallen out of love with him.

Before he met you, he was depressed and believed everyone had a soulmate but him. You are his reason for living, without you he is nothing. And he likes to think you think the same way vice versa, deep down.

Never would hurt you, but can be a little scary. He switches between loving, to hysterical, to eerily cold. Will insinuate and say terrible things when you've been distant to the point he thinks you might leave him.

"...Dearest? You know I love you, right? If you were to leave me, I really don't think I could live with myself."

"If I had it my way, you wouldn't need to ever leave the house. In fact, you don't need to. I can provide for us both. Is there any reason you insist on leaving me all day?"

"Sometimes I'm tempted to tie you up and keep you all to myself. Not that I'd actually do that, haha... maybe one day."

Just make him believe you adore him as much as he adores you, and everything will be fine! :)

[writer-by-the-sea]

NSFT - NOT SAFE FOR TUMBLR, Minors DNI

Elliott imagines what it would be like with you. On top of you.

Script below if needed.

NSFT, me moaning and sounding desperate as hell, thrown together script, volume warning, and warning for sounding nothing like Elliott should. Enjoy.

I can’t take my eyes off of you. 

Even the way you bend down to pick up a random fruit or vegetable creates lust in my heart. Today, you’re on the beach, half naked and lying on a towel while you soak in the sun. 

While I’ve never been the type of man to openly oggle another being, I couldn’t seem to stop myself; peeking at you from behind my curtains like a sick man. 

Despite years of learning to control myself, to present myself with nothing but elegance and poise; I stroke myself as I watch you. 

How badly I ache for you, how I throb in my hand; my cock needy and leaking just a little bit. 

In my youth, I would have never dared to risk being caught like this. Moaning your name and fucking my own hand while I imagine you below me. 

Your legs spread wide, your face filled with ecstasy as I pound into you, screaming my name and begging for more, more, more. The way I would crush my lips down onto yours, swallowing your moans as we reach that limit together. 

How you would shake, just a touch, your head thrown back and your voice silent and, for just a moment, the only sound in the room is my hips smacking into yours as I push harder and faster into you–

And then you cum, shouting it to the heavens as I finally settle in to chase my own high. Dropping my head into your shoulder, my hips thrusting with abandon until I finally finish with you. Filling you with my cum, each rope of it decorating your inner walls before it’s close to overflowing-

Fuck-

My free hand punches into the wall to support me while I finish into my occupied hand, my cum coating my fingers and dripping onto the old weathered floor. 

When I look back up out the windows, you’re still there; blissfully unaware of the man watching you. 

One day, you may be mine, and I will forever wait for you.

[panickingpansexuality]

I'm Right Here

Yandere Elliott finding out your pregnant

Elliott x FEM bodied reader

This is based on a scene in the game after you divorce Elliott. Mentions of depression and an attempted suicide.

Shit. Shit. SHIT.

You looked at the pregnancy test on the sink, the two little lines indicating a whole new world of bullshit. Five months ago you and Elliott had gotten divorced, his obsessive behavior finally becoming too much for you but now...now what you wouldn't give to have him here at least to comfort you.

Three months ago you and him were at the Saloon and you both had one too many drinks and one thing led to another and in the morning you had a familiar ache between your legs and enough energy to run out of his cabin without looking back.

Looking at one of the tests you put one in your pocket and take a deep breath, he's got to know. You have to tell him, you have to tell him a lot of things.

You go outside in the pouring rain, the flag to your letterbox is up, you open it and see a letter from Elliott asking you to come to the beach.

You feel sick to your stomach, so many horrible possibilities run through your brain. You two haven't spoken since that night and you've heard from Leah that he wasn't doing so great, her and Willy keeping an extra sharp eye on him. It made your stomach churn, fear that you'd miss your chance to tell him.

Shoving the thoughts down you decide what must be done, you turn towards your house to grab a jacket finding it locked. You curse, Elliott most likely still has his key. Hopefully you can catch him on time.

By the time you make it to the beach, Elliott's standing in the dock, he looks weakened like he hasn't been taking care of himself, the bags under his eyes are deep and prominent, the he looks thinned out, his muscles looked weak, even his hair looked greasy.

"Elliott?" You call out coming closer to him, you're shivering and when he turns to you he notices.

"What are you doing without a coat?!" Elliott says rushing to meet you in the middle of the dock, he throws off his jacket and puts it in you.

"I locked myself out.." you admit shamefully.

Elliott sighs and pulls out his house key from a chain around his neck, with it his wedding ring.

You don't want him to take it off, it physically pains you to see the chain come off and fall into your hand.

The cold metal of your ring presses against your chest and reminds you that you two are more alike than you think.

"Why did you want to meet here?" You ask clutching the necklace tightly.

Elliott's quiet for a moment, then he walks towards the edge of the dock and speaks:

"Remember the last time we were out at sea? I spent a long time thinking about it after finishing my novel..."

You did, you remembered the entire moment like it just happened and you loved every moment of it.

"I always knew things wouldn't end well between us and deep down I always knew I'd never see the day I'd grow old."

Cold fills your veins, dread fills your heart. You reach forward and hesitate to grab his hand, to pull him off the dock and into his home.

"As it turns out not only are the unsuccessful but the unfortunate are afraid of death.."

"Elliott.." you say.

He turns and smiles at you, he lets out a small chuckle and says;

"Don't worry I'm not going to die I'll probably come back as a fish or something.."

Without thinking you throw yourself at his back wrapping your legs around his waist and your arms over his chest, he stumbled backwards.

"WILLY!" You scream out, hoping that he hears you.

"(y/n)!" Elliott almost yells at you. "Let me go!"

"No!" You scream out. "WILLY GET THE FUCK OUT HERE!"

Thunder roars and Elliott moves swings you around trying to get you off of him.

"If you go, you're going to take the two of us with you!"

Elliott pauses, your weight is doing more to him than you think, without thinking he reaches behind him and presses a hand to your unusually firm stomach.

You're starting to cry the rain thankfully mixing your tears. Finally the door to Willy's place opens and he sees you two.

"HELP ME GET HIM OFF THE DOCK!" You yell.

Willy understands what's happening immediately, and rush to help you. You hop off his back and Willy helps you take Elliott back to his house. He doesn't fight you two.

You three enter and Elliott goes on his bed and sits there unable to look at either of you.

"Keep him inside." Willy says, "I'll go get Harvey."

You nod and sit with him.

For a moment the only sound you two hear is the rain hitting the ceiling, the smell of the rain and sea mixing together in the house.

"You didn't mean Willy up there." Elliott says softly.

"No.." you say, "I didn't.."

"Are you pregnant?" He asks looking over at you, his eyes are red and he looks so broken.

You nod and start to tear up. For a moment he's quiet, and then he looks over and with humor in his voice he asks;

"Is it mine?"

You grab his pillow and make a swing at him, he smiles and puts a hand up to deflect the hit.

"Asshole!" You grunt out, Elliott grabs the pillow and you two struggle with it before the both of you are hanging onto it tightly, you're glaring at him but he's got happy tears going down his face.

"I know I'm just joking."

You let go of the pillow and he puts it beside him.

"I'm keeping it." You state, "I know you don't want to stay but...but if you did and if you wanted to know them..you're more than welcome to."

"I'm gonna be a dad." He breathes out.

"Ellie..." You say, "You can't try and leave like that again..please I can't..I can't- they won't understand and I'd..I'd miss you too much."

"You'd miss me?" He scoffs.

"I wasnt that drunk." You say the tears come easily.

"I miss you, I know how you can get but if we can work together on it so you don't keep me in bed rest just because you're jealous..."

Elliott winced, he isn't proud of his past actions.

"Then I'd welcome you back.."

"Ok." Elliott states, "I'll work on it, I'll get better and I won't leave you, I don't think I'd have it in me after..this."

You press the hand that still holds the necklace and press it back into his hand. Wordlessly he unclips the necklace and puts his ring back on his finger.

"I'll get you a new one." He promises.

"No need." You say pulling your necklace out and unclip it and put your ring back on your ring finger.

Once you're finished you notice Elliott's watching you, for how long you don't know. You stare at each other for a moment before he leans forward and kisses you. You pull yourself more on the bed, Elliott presses himself against you like you're air, like he's trying to make sure you know how much he loves you. His hand goes on your stomach and he breaks for air, his head going into your shoulder. You feel his entire body start to shake and his small cry goes to a sob.

You hang onto him tightly, as his cries continue to grow.

"I'm sorry." He sobs out, "(y/n) I'm so sorry, for everything. I love you. I swear I do I'll get better for you, for us, I swear."

The door opens and Harvey and Willy walk back in.

Elliott and Harvey talk for a long time, Willy stands at the door and you sit beside Elliott holding his hand.

At the end of it, Harvey says he's going to call a friend in the city for Elliott but tonight he shouldn't be alone.

"He can stay with me." Willy states, "Or if (y/n) wishes to keep an eye on 'im."

"I'll go with them." Elliott says, "They locked themselves out and I still have my key.."

Harvey nods and looks over at you for reassurance which you give in the form of a nod.

Once you and Elliott reach your place and he unlocks the door you're both soaking wet.

"I'll go get some spare clothes." You tell him, "I still have some of yours.."

When you come back into the living room Elliott's taken off most of his clothes and set the wet ones in the dryer.

You've seen him naked before, you've seen him fully clothed, but you can never prepare yourself the sight for how beautiful he is to you.

You wish the storm had taken out the power because you're blushing so incredibly hard at the sight of him.

Elliott gives you a soft smile at the notice of your expression. He walks forward and kisses your forehead before taking his clothes into the bathroom.

A few minutes later you're changed and both of your clothes are in the dryer, Elliott comes out holding one of the positive tests in his hand. He looks up at your with tears running down his face and asks:

"Can I frame this?"

You giggled and nod, grabbing his hand you lead him to your bed, hesitantly he puts the test on the nightstand and crawls under the covers with you.

"Are you sure?" He asks

"Yes." You say, "Are you ok with it?"

"Absolutely," Elliott says, he takes your cold hand from under the covers and presses a kiss to it. "I haven't been able to sleep since we divorced."

"You slept pretty well last time I saw you." You grunt out curling towards his chest.

"That's because I had a wonderful work out before then." He says,

You both chuckle at his response and you sneak one of your hands in his, gripping it tightly.

"I'm right here." He says, "I'm right here."

"So am I." You say, "I'm not going anywhere again."

Elliot's hand grips yours and his other sneaks around your waist.

[elysians-adventures]

My Muse

masterpost

STARDEW VALLEY

Elliott has met the new farmer, and quickly becomes infatuated. He attempts to keep his focus on his writing-- and fails, over and over, rather becoming a lovesick poet.

Pairing: Elliott x Farmer!Fem!Reader

༉‧₊˚. : Elliott, Pierre, Lewis, Marnie, Robin, Leah, Willy

Warnings: NON-CON, NSFW, graphic descriptions of masturbartion, obsessive behaviour, violent thoughts, toxic behaviour.

Tags: yandere, obsessive behaviour, poetry

word count: 10.6k

⊹ ࣪ ˖ 𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐗

𝐈. 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐡𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲

𝐈𝐈. 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐜𝐫𝐚𝐟𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬

𝐈𝐈𝐈. 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐈𝐕. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐫𝐮𝐧 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐡

𝐕. 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬

𝐕𝐈. ?

...

a/n: most of this was written at night, so forgive any grammatical errors

[girlwtdragontattoo]

I would not wish this worship on anyone.

The gnawing thirst to break through the sands

the concrete

the soil

just to gaze upon your heavenly visage

will never release its hold on me.

Will you spare me

oh, invader of my dreams

and grant me the bliss of sleep?

Or will you allow me to finally feast on you

endlessly?

The longer this craving lulls,

even the beasts will fear my hunger.

- Your Admirer

[mlmdarkfiction]

Honestly I can see the real reason for Shane and Elliot coming to Stardew Valley being related to their yandere tendencies.

Shane's coworker reporting him and him being fired and threatened with jail if he doesn't leave them alone. Or if we wanna go even darker the person of his affections killing themselves causing his own depression to skyrocket

Elliot getting feelings for his publisher, or close friend. Someone who helps with his writing, someone who puts together that a lot of his new writings seem to be offputting, or about them.Elliots humiliated by their eventual rejection and leaves town to try and get over it and rebuild himself.

[writer-by-the-sea]

I had the urge (Elliott SDV x you)

He always sits in the same spot, next to the windows, as far away from the doors as he can get.

I only wish he would notice me.

Continue reading or read on AO3

WARNING: Explicit, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Yandere Elliott (kind of), Reader First person POV & Elliott First person POV, Alternate Universe

The Bartisa 

He always sits in the same spot, next to the windows, as far away from the doors as he can get. A laptop sits in front of him, but he only ever types a few words before going back to his coffee. An oat milk latte with a half pump of vanilla syrup. Sometimes he’ll mix it up and ask for pumpkin syrup instead. 

Otherwise, it’s the same thing every day. 

When he first came in, I couldn’t help but notice him. Wearing a dark red jacket that was perfectly tailored to his form, along with a pair of forest green slacks, a white button up shirt, and a light green tie. The outfit shouldn't have made sense, but on him; it did. 

His long auburn hair practically shimmered in the light, undeniably soft although I’ve never touched it, filled with products I could only dream of affording. A strong jaw that flexed each time he swallowed, and a smile that never fully reached his eyes. 

He carried himself with an air of confidence that always made me nervous. Putting his good looks aside that is. Because he checked off all my boxes and my crush grew stronger with each passing day. 

“Good morning,” he would greet me, smiling down at me, casually carrying his laptop bag on his shoulder. “Could I have the usual? Pumpkin this time?” 

While he was considered a usual at this point, he was the only customer of whom I actually memorized their order. “Sure!” I turned away and cursed myself for shouting directly into his face, the heat building so intensely in my face I thought I might pass out. 

My coworker, Sebastian, snorted a laugh at me. He covered his mouth and tried to play it off like a cough, but his laughter was obvious. He knew of my borderline obsessive crush on the man, how I looked forward to his appearance at the start of every shift, how I even tried to find him online to stalk his social media to no end. 

He wasn’t online. The man was a complete mystery. I didn’t know if he was writing novels in the corner of the cafe, or if he was just answering emails all day. He didn’t seem like the type to write ‘per my last email.’ 

I liked to imagine it was a romance story, where the handsome rich writer fell for the poor frumpy barista. 

Coffee in hand, I placed it on the counter in front of him, smiling up at him in a way that begged for him to finally notice me, to grab me and pull me over the counter for a kiss that’s all tongue and desperation. To tell everyone to leave while he stares me down and slowly removes his tie before nailing me against the counter, encouraging me to scream his name–

“Thanks,” he nodded and walked away to his corner, sitting down and not looking my way for the rest of the day. 

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Elliott

The coffee was perfect, as always. Hot, oat milk, not too sweet, well blended. And the cute barista’s face nearly turned to fire while I placed my order, just as they always did. 

They were cute. Beyond cute. They had no idea the thoughts that went through my mind every morning. How I stared at their backside as they made my coffee, squeezing my hands into fists to stop myself from leaping over the counter and claiming what belongs to me. 

But I knew I had to bid my time. Approaching them now would ruin everything I’ve planned, and I didn’t have time to play with the poor thing, as tempting as it was. 

I traced my finger over the rim of my mug, stealing a glance as they helped another customer. A man who was leaning against the counter, smirking at my barista as he ordered, reaching across to point their nametag and compliment them on their name. “Do you serve anything as hot as you here?” 

“Ben,” they shook their head, pasting on a fake smile for the annoying customer. “No, what do you want?” 

“A slice of that sweet ass and your phone number.” 

They blushed. 

And my mug shattered against the floor. 

The man turned around and glared, my barista took the opportunity to leave the customer to their coworker and ran to my side. I narrowed my eyes at the other customer and raised my upper lip just a touch, enough to say ‘don’t even think of it.’ 

For some reason, my barista was apologizing to me for the shattered mug, they thought it was too hot and that I dropped it in shock. They cursed lightly to themselves, waving their hand to try and relieve the pain of a fresh cut from the glass. I chuckled and got onto my knees beside them, placing my hands over theirs as they attempted to continue picking up the shards of sharp glass. 

“Darling, this wasn’t your fault. It was all my own. Please, allow me . We wouldn’t want you to further cut those beautiful hands of yours.” I turned their hand over, bringing their palm up to my lips to leave a small kiss over the cut. “There,” I said, giving their hand a small squeeze. “All better.” 

That broke them. 

They looked back and forth between my eyes and their hands, a loss of words, but their face burning with embarrassment. I simply continued picking up the pieces of glass, my hands long ago becoming tough enough that a broken mug would hardly scratch me. 

We stood together, my barista still speechless. I took a rag that was hanging on their hip, letting my hand linger there a moment against the thin cotton material of their work uniform. I placed the glass into the rag and held it up for them to take. 

They took it wordlessly, giving me a quick awkward bow of their head before running off back behind the counter and into the office. 

I tried not to laugh out loud at the high pitched squeal that followed and scared the hell out of everyone in the cafe. 

I decided that maybe I did have some time to play after all. 

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The Barista

Sebastian offered to take over the counter for a bit while I collected myself in the manager's office. “If that squeal was any louder the windows would have shattered.” 

But he hadn’t seen what happened! I hugged my injured hand to my chest, swaying back and forth as I played it over and over in my head. 

The way Elliott smiled after he kissed my cut, how his voice dropped deeper, so deep I felt it shiver down my spine and straight to my–

I covered my face with my hands, groaning into them. 

I should have said something, anything. Instead I stood there like a mime, waiting for the show to end and for the sexy customer to go home. 

After what felt only like five minutes, but was more like a full hour and a half, I finally left the office to get back to work. Luckily, it wasn’t too busy. 

Elliott still sat at his table, only talking quietly into his phone, and sipping on a new coffee that I assume Sebastion made for him. 

“Hey,” Sebastian whispered beside me, poking me in my arm with a heavy piece of paper. “He asked me to give this to you.” 

I nearly squealed again, it was a business card, with a message scribbled across the bottom. 

Elliott Humble 

Humble Construction 

xxx-xxx-xxx

Call me <3

Tearing my eyes away from the card I looked up to where Elliott was sitting. He was already gazing back at me, sending me a quick wink before focusing on his call again. 

Sebastian gave me permission to go back into the office and melt into the floor with my happiness. 

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Elliott.....

I sighed as I pulled on my leather gloves, rotating my right shoulder and turning my neck until I heard a small crack. “That’s the best feeling,” I mumbled and began the same process on my left. 

“Please,” his voice was quiet, exhausted, begging for mercy. 

“Willy, be a dear.” 

The man cried out, the rattle of the chains that bound his wrists to the gas line creaking as Willy dealt yet another blow to the man’s stomach. “Don’t speak unless spoken’ to.” 

“You don’t understand! They don’t mean anything to me!” 

“They don’t?” I asked in return, my hands sliding into my pockets as I turned to approach the two. 

Willy smirked and stepped aside, his worn clothing spattered with blood; and the man hanging by the chains bloodied and beaten. “Sounds like he don’t care bout’ your person, boss.”

“Indeed,” I said and crouched down to face the man whose life was, unfortunately for him, in my hands. He head hung down, his sobbing filling my warehouse in a pathetic show of of his weakness. 

I grabbed him by the jaw and forced him to look at me, squeezing hard enough for him to cry out, hard enough until I felt his teeth and bones begin to give in. 

“I swear!” he tried to cry out. “I was just messing around! I wasn’t even looking at them!” 

Willy whistled, “messin’ with your person? For fun?”

“We can’t have that, now can we?” I grinned up at Willy before standing and reaching back into my pocket. 

“So, which goes first?” I asked and pulled Ben up to his feet. “Your left eye, or your right eye?” I held the knife in front of his face, the last thing he would ever see. 

"No, no no, please!-"

“I’ll make sure you never dare to look at them again.” 

[writer-by-the-sea]

Yandere Elliott, 10 heart group event. SPOILERS.

Forgive me, I didn't realize my Mac wouldn't record audio from the game; thus I decided to do a voice over and add 'creepy' music (from Silent Hill 2.)

Dialogue below:

Elliott: ...What's the matter, Darling? Didn't you come here for a drink? Elliott: You're trembling... Are you okay? Elliott: You're not sick are you? ...Do you want to see Dr. Harvey? It just so happens that he's here too. Elliott: Hah. Just kidding. Elliott: It'd be fine if you were sick. You'd never be able to leave me that way. Elliott: ...You're not trying to run away, are you? Elliott: Didn't you promise to stay with me forever? Elliott: Why are you acting so skittish? Don't you want these people to see that you're mine? Sam: Hey, Elliott! Knock it off! Elliott: What? Elliott: And who are you to stop me? Elliott: Come, my love... Kiss me. Elliott: ...Or do you want me to take the initiative? If so, then I can't guarantee it'll end at just a simple kiss. Elliott: Shh... don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You are doing great. Elliott: Now, let's go home, shall we? Elliott: No, I'm not angry... I've always wanted to do this... Elliott: You're going to be with me forever, aren't you?

[panickingpansexuality]

I'll always be here for you

Yandere Elliott x Reader

Elliott sat and watched them as they fished by the pond, he knew better than to watch them like this when they weren't even together, but the only thing running through his head at the moment was the farmer looking at him and then the next thing they'd know is that they would be kissing passionately, and Elliott would pick the farmer up under their legs and they would jump into his arms and (y/n) would moan and then Elliott's hand would- 

"Elliott?" A sweet voice calls to him.

Elliott snapped from his daydream, his face turning red, he turned to the farmer who had something in their hand.

A bottle of wine, they couldn't have fished that from the water, Elliott wondered where they could've found it.

"This for me?" He asked, the farmer nodded "Marvelous." Elliott said.

"(Y/n)" a familiar voice called, Elliott and the farmer turned and saw Shane, he held back a grimace.

(Y/n) waved at their friend and Shane smiled with a blush, Elliott felt the ugly feeling grow quickly. 

"I forgot to tell you," (y/n) said happily,

"Shane asked me out on a date." 

Elliott froze for a moment before growing a smile.

"A date?" He said "How wonderful! When is it?"

"Tonight!" (Y/n) said, they looked at their watch and gasped.

"I have to go get ready, I better tell him I might be late."

"Don't worry about it!" Elliott said, "Go get ready, I'll tell him."

(Y/n) gave him a hug thanking him before running off in the direction of their farm.

Elliot smiled as he watched them walk away.

"Don't worry my love," Elliott said, "I'll stop you from making the worst mistake of your life."

Elliott walked over to Shane.

"Hello Shane." Elliott said gleefully, "(Y/n) wanted me to let you know that they're going to be late for your date tonight but not to worry, I'm sure it'll be quick."

"Oh." Shane said, "Well if it'll be quick I should probably meet them at the Saloon."

"You're absolutely right." Elliott said, "I'll go with you, I could use a drink."

So the two men went to the Saloon, Elliott insisting that they toast to the date so that there'd be good luck in the relationship.

Gus slid Elliott two beers on the bar, Elliott thanked the man, and went to the table closest to the window, the sun's fading days coming through the window.

Shane looked outside impatiently, Elliott set the beers down, hovering his hands over them both for a moment looking worried, he then sat down and slid Shane his beer.

"What if they don't come?" Shane said nervously.

Elliot looked at him confused.

"My dear friend, they have no reason not to come, I think it's just your nerves getting to you."

"You think so?" Shane asked,

Elliott took a swig of his beer, "Of course, take a sip Shane, you're giving me anxiety just by watching you."

Shane gave Elliott a half smile, and took a drink.

Fifteen minutes later, (y/n) walked into the Saloon, cleaned and wearing their best clothes for the date. 

"Shane I believe you've had too much," a familiar voice said, (y/n) turned towards the window table and saw Shane looking completely plastered and Elliott beside him looking worried, three empty glasses of beer on the table.

Elliott looked up at them and gave them a heartbroken expression.

"(Y/n)!" Shane called out, "You look so pretty right now," Shane made a move to get up, Elliott went to help him but was shaken off.

"Come and give us a kiss lovey, I'm so…so lucky to be with you."

(Y/n) closed their eyes tightly, and took a step back when they opened them their eyes were full of tears.

"Go home Shane." (Y/n) said, then they left.

Elliott chased after them "(Y/n) wait!"

Elliott caught up with the farmer who was wiping away tears and walking towards their home.

"It's not his fault." Elliott said, "He was nervous so I got him a drink and then I went to the bathroom and there were two more down the hatch, I-I should've been watching him please don't-"

(Y/n) turned their heel and glared at him:

"It is his fault Elliott! He's a grown ass man who knows his limits and he chose to get drunk!" 

(Y/n) let out a shivering sob and Elliott carefully put an arm out and pulled them to his chest, the farmer sobbing into his chest. Elliott smiled to himself, they looked so beautiful, even more so with the tears crawling down their face.

"Come on." Elliott said, let's get you home."

By the two got to the Farmers home the sun had gone down and the farmer had stopped crying.

"Thank you Elliott," (y/n) said softly once they reached their doorstep, the farmers eyes shining in the moonlight, they started at Elliott a little sheepishly at first, in turn the writer gave them a small smile.

"Of course (y/n), you know I'll always be here for you."

(Y/n) looked away blushing.

Elliott, took their left hand and brought it to his lips kissing the ring and middle finger.

"Goodnight (y/n)." He said before leaving.

"That's it?" (Y/n) said after Elliott walked a few feet away, Elliott turned around and looked confused.

"You take me away from some God awful date, take me home and then just leave?"

"What would you have me do (y/n)?" Elliott asked. "I'm a gentleman, I'm not going to take advantage of you in this state."

"What state?" (Y/n) asked a little angry.

"Upset, broken hearted even."

"I am not broken-hearted!" (Y/n) argued

"So you're saying you're not trying to ignore what happened tonight?"

"That's right!" 

"So if I come over there and kiss you, you won't regret it in the morning?" 

(Y/n)s face turned red, Elliott didn't wait for an answer, he walked a little closer and said:

"I will always be here for you (y/n), no matter what, not because I want something from you but because you're my best friend in the whole world and I want you to be happy." 

(Y/n) looked away from him, tears filling their eyes again.

"Get some rest darling." Elliott said, placing a kiss on their forehead before walking away, once he was far enough away he looked back and saw the farmer cradling the hand he kissed close to their heart as they walked around the crops, Elliott smiled to himself and walked away.

When Elliott got home only then did he allow himself to laugh, it was far too easy! A few sprinkles of powder and Shane was drinking like a mad man! He even took Elliott's drink from him and everyone at the tavern did see him try and stop Shane but he wouldn't have it!

Elliott landed on his bed looking up at the ceiling and sighed, he meant what he said to (y/n), he would always be there for them, to help them, to stop them from making poor choices, and of course to make sure that they're happy and they will be, the two of them will be happy together, very, very soon.

[panickingpansexuality]

Anything For You

Sebastian x Reader x Yandere Elliott

You break up with Sebastian after a disturbing note your admirer sends you

Tws; Mentions of plans to murder

Gif not mine

The notes didn't scare, they never did. At first they were kind of cute, very sweet, but once they became weird you did feel a little uneasy but never scared, even when your admirer told you to break up with Sebastian you were scared.

But this one.

This one scared you, an actual layout of Robin's home, detailing a plan on how they would get to Sebastian and kill him if you didn't break up with him.

You looked in your chest for the wilted bouquet, and ran to Robin's house. The redheaded mother was behind the counter and smiled when she saw you.

"Hey-" Robin said cheerily, but stopped seeing your expression.

"What's wrong?"

"Is Sebastian around?" You ask trying to keep your voice controlled.

"He should be home soon." Robin said coming around the counter, "What's wrong?" She looked around the room then whispered.

"Is it the letters?"

You nodded and she took you into the kitchen and sat you down. You told Robin about the letters on accident one day, the only people who knew were her and Elliott and while he never expressed too much concern she did.

You showed her the latest ones and she gasped.

"I'm breaking up with him today." You say, "I'll explain everything to him if it'll help but I can't have any of you getting hurt because of me."

Then you start to cry, heaving shaking breaths leave you as you try and get it to stop but it won't. You hold yourself in your arms and Robin comes around and holds you.

"What about Lewis?" Robin suggests, "What did he say about it?"

"He doesn't think any of them are a concern." You sob out, "He thinks they're a prank."

Her grip tightens around you and she mutters;

"Fucking hate old men."

Just then the sound of the front door opening, quickly you wipe away your tears as the footsteps come closer, the weight of the wilted bouquet in your bag becomes heavier.

Sebastian sees you and smiles at you before heading downstairs, you look over at Robin and she sighs.

"I wish I had an answer kiddo." She says, "If there's nothing we can do then...I don't want anything happening to you.."

"Thank you Robbin." You say getting up. "But this is the safest option."

With that you head downstairs, Sebastian is waiting downstairs, he's sitting on his bed with the biggest grin on his face.

"Hey beautiful." He says getting up, "I'm so happy to see you-"

He walks towards you silently, gently he takes your face in his hands, his grin fading.

"What's wrong?"

"I lied to you." You say softly, "The notes keep coming and..this time they sent me a map of your house and Sebastian I think they're going to kill you if I don't do this."

Sebastian removes his hands from your face as you pull out the wilted bouquet.

"I'm sorry." You say crying. "Sebastian I am so sorry."

"(y/n)..." Sebastian says, "Please don't do this. I can help you, please let me help you."

"You can't." You say crying. "Sebastian you can't I'm so sorry."

Sebastian takes the bouquet and lets it fall to the ground, he pulls you to him and you collapse into him your knees giving out under you, Sebastian falls to the ground with you as you cry.

"Let me help you." He says, "You shouldn't have to face this alone."

"I can't lose you." You whimper out. "Please try to understand. Please."

"What are you going to do?" Sebastian asks pulling away from you.

Pleading eyes search your tear stricken face, you can't bring yourself to look at him even as Sebastian tries to meet your eyes

"Find who it is and marry them? Force yourself to be with someone you don't love?!"

"If that's what it takes to keep you safe then yes!"

The room goes quiet.

"There's enough money for you to go to the city." You say quietly, "It's wrapped in the bouquet, you can go and live your life, be happy, find someone you love."

"I already had all of that." Sebastian says. "With you, you're my life, my happiness please don't do this."

"Don't make me lose you." (Y/n) pleads "If they kill you or hurt your family neither one of us would forgive ourselves."

"They won't." Sebastian says, "they won't we'll figure out something!"

You shake your head knowing that there's nothing that can be done. You lean forward and kiss Sebastian, with every last bit of love that you have for him, he holds you against him as tight as he can, returning your kiss with just as much fever before you two come up for air.

You get up and leave as fast as you can, you run straight through town straight to your best friends house the only other person who knows about the letters.

It starts to rain as soon as you hit the beach, you run to Elliott's house and knock on the door sobbing when it opens.

"(y/n)," Elliott says pulling you in from the rain. "What happened? Are you hurt?"

You're both sitting on his bed, a blanket wrapped around your shoulders. It takes you five minutes to calm down until Elliott can get you to talk, you tell him everything about the breakup and the latest note.

"Oh my dear." Elliott says, "This is despicable."

"I love him." You say in a sob. "Elliott I need to find who this person is so I can protect him."

"What are you going to do?" Elliott asks.

"Whatever it takes." You say, "Maybe if I marry this person they'll leave them alone, I mean they seem like they love me and who knows..maybe I can be happy."

Elliott pulls you to his chest and you continue to cry.

"(y/n)," Elliott says, "I promise you I will never allow you to marry someone who you'd be unhappy with."

"How?" You ask in a heartless laugh

"Because," Elliott says, "I'll always be here for you."

A cold chill runs straight to your stomach, that phrase written in so many of your letters. You think on the wording on how eloquently the words are written and how Elliott speaks.

You force a smile and look up at Elliott.

"I'd marry you if I wasn't so heartbroken."

Elliott smiles softly down at you, he gently places a hand under your chin and says;

"Then allow me to help mend your heart."

And he kisses you, you want to squirm away, but instead you let him kiss you and let the tears roll down your face.

It was spring when you broke up with Sebastian, he left in the summer and by fall you were marrying Elliott on his birthday.

It was a wonderful ceremony, everyone in town came to see the happy couple get married and the notes disappeared.

Elliott treats you wonderfully so it turns out you were right, perhaps you could be happy by protecting the one you love.

[panickingpansexuality]

Elliott as a dragon shifter

Man can shape shift

So we got Human Elliott, Half dragon with wings, horns, scales, and then Dragon Elliott.

He still lives in the beach at first, just in a cave, he sees you working on your farm and when the townspeople tell you about him you're so curious.

Elliott meets you as a human

You give him a lot of gifts and come talk to him everyday and it's not long before he falls for you

He starts giving you things, sometimes useful other times not

"Elliott? Are you sure you want me to take this iron ore?" "Yes of course!"

He doesn't tell you he's a dragon at first but once you two become closer he does

This man constantly wants to be around you

Clingy AF when you two first start dating but he does try to control it

He'll take you flying if you want

You've let go of him before so he could catch you and he scolded you when you two got back to the ground

Warm in the winter

When he takes you to his cave you don't find what you expect

It's like a hobbit hole not a nasty cave, he has his own treasures, rooms filled with books and fine little things

Any gift that you've given him (that isn't food) is in the treasure trove.

Can he breathe fire? Yes

Do I see him more as an ocean dragon? Yes but fire breathing dragons are cool

You're the knight and he's the dragon, only not enemies but instead lovers.

Does he have ruts? Yes. I'm gonna assume he's in his half dragon form during most of it, unable to contain himself

He tries

You're going to be covered in bite marks and bruises, he doesn't leave your side for too long, and if you can't take anymore he'll go for a round or so alone just to give you a break.

Grab. The. Horns. During. Fun. Stuff.

Sometimes is very easily worked up and will fly to your place if just to see you

You two have both thought about doing it in the sky but never have the courage to actually do it

Is down to bottom

This man will beg for you

Doesn't want anyone to see you two doing it

Aftercare king

Used to hide his face behind his wings when he was younger if he got embarrassed, sometimes they try again but mostly he's grown out of it

Talks to lizards and other reptiles

"Why are you glaring at that Iguana?" "He said my hair looks disgusting -_-."

Do his eyes glow? Sure, yeah.

When he gets flustered his wings pop out, or maybe his scales show

Let's you pet him constsntly

Will shift in bed to make you cuddle longer

He has claws but can retract them

Very gentle giant in his dragon form

Will let you ride him but not in the sexual way (at first)

If you two have a child in the days leading up to their arrival either by adoption or carrying he has you in the tressure room a lot, saying he needs help cleaning it

Definitely growls if anyone comes too close (growled at Willy and Leah who only crossed their arms at him and Elliott blushed and apologized)

Elliott being a dragon means he'll live far longer than you and can hardly live with it

He constantly looks for ways to make you immortal, the idea of being without you in the world kills him.

Dragons mate for life so if you go he'll follow soon after.

Tells you everything about dragons when you two first start dating so you're aware of the mating but you don't believe your his mate

When you find out how wrong you are it's like a slap in the face

If you want to become immortal like him he'll find every option even going as far to share dragon blood with you and have the Wizard make you like him

If not then he respects it and is content to be with you for whatever time you have left.

When he gets angry sometimes steam will come out of his nostrils and after that you need a minute to take him seriously again

If he's ever really angry he'll start to shift (it's never you he's angry at but you've seen it only a few times)

Pretty protective but knows you can handle yourself

Calls you "my treasure" or "Dearest"

Writes you poems and love letters

Still very old school, trests you like he's courting you even after you two get married

Yandere Dragon Elliott

Letters upon letters of him wanting to be with you

Gifts in the mail

You tell Elliott about them at first

He reassures you that nothing will happen to you

Watches you when you sleep

Sometimes if you wake up at night you see glowing green eyes looking in through your window

When you start to date someone else, he loses it

He takes you to his cave and reveals himself

At first you think he's another prisoner and kind of wants to go along with it but decided against lying to you

You're so frightened at first

You try to run but he's faster and bigger and can easily bring you bsck

His cave is a long climb down so the first time you tried to escape you nearly broke your leg.

Forces you to become immortal to send eternity together

Will keep you locked up in his treasure room until you behave

Never violent but does threaten to off himself constantly

Your crying does hurt him but doesn't always move him

He's older and knows what's best

Still very gentle with you but you'll flinch at his touch

You don't get married in town you get married in his cave

When you start to come around he lets you go back down, he finds a cave near the farm and creates a home in it for when he shifts into a dragon.

You fool yourself into being happy with him

[panickingpansexuality]

Playing Yandere Elliott mod, expect the fanfictions for it!