#resident evil 8 yandere

[wetsoggybeans69]

What I'll do and shit

(Rules)

●Headcanons

●One-Shots

●Imagines

●Fluff

●Smut

●Angst (Not sure how much ill do it.)

●Comfort

●Yandere

●Platonic

●Romntic

(I will only write x reader. that's just what i feel comfortable in.)

●SA

●Any pedophile or beastality

●Not a fictional character x reader

●Cowboy bebop

●Devilman Crybaby (i'm sorry my brain would kill me if I did smut for Ryo even them aged up I view them as asexual.)

●Death Note

●Aracane

●Resdent Evil 8 (only for RE8 though)

I will add more rules if I think about any and add more fandoms over time.

Give me submissions I'm bored and want to write.

I might not be quick with asks and submissions.

[i-cant-sing]

What if teen reader was blind? Like her eyes are just crystal clear, BUT she’s blind. And shitty father Ethan probably doesn’t notice or refuses to acknowledge that his daughter is LITERALLY stumbling, tripping, bumping into shit and at one point, falls into the lake and he’s like “qUiT sCrEWinG AroUnD wE hAvE tO FiNd rOsE”

Now with uncle Chris, he probably has some kind of leash around her wrist for him to either gently pull her along, hold her hand, or she just stays behind with uncle Leon while he talks about his days as a cop to her to keep her mind occupied from her shitty father and Rose

You know what? You're so right. Because Ethan would 100% tell reader off for "fucking around" and Mia keeps telling him that this is just your way "seeking their attention" so poor reader is just getting gaslight her whole life.

When she comes to the village, and Ethan abandons her to look for Rose, reader is just so very scared as she stumbles with -100 vision, all while sniffling and trying not to break down. Since she heavily relies on her hearing, sometimes reader will just run straight into a tree if she hears something. Fortunately, she has Handsome now to save her.

Chris is just punching air as he looks at you through his binoculars, telling his team to keep their eyes on you as he decides to go and fetch you himself because at this rate, you're gonna be dinner for those monsters.

I can also imagine the Lords looking at reader with sympathy as she aimlessly swings a tree trunk around to fend monsters off. Heisenberg probably just grumbles under his breath before grabbing you by the scruff of your neck and telling you to "calm down. I'll help you find your sister." before dragging you towards his factory to give you some food and a bed to sleep (and maybe his jacket, poor thing has just been one shiver from hypothermia)

I can also see Lady Dimitrescu just taking one look at you and going "this. This is my child now." Before picking you up from your armpits and carrying you to her castle, softly hushing you as you try to break free.

In general, I think they would all treat you like a frail kitten they found abandoned in the rain rather than an actual human being. And as much as you deny it, you do enjoy the warmth and care they give you.

I don't think Chris would put a leash on you. Maybe a tracker or just holds your hand as he guides you through the woods, but not a leash. That's more of Ethan's thing, especially when he becomes a yandere for you and realises you weren't actually faking any of it.

Now he's got those kiddy backpack leashes you for you, plus Mia put a tracker INSIDE your body surgically (yes, you were not willing so she knocked you out). Now they know where you are 24/7.

Be happy they don't make you wear bell around the house. (They just might in the not so distant future)

[nexysworld]

Resident Evil Bot Drop!!!

For a list of what I'm working on check this out.

For all of my RE bots see this masterlist.

SFW (Character AI)

Yandere RE6 Leon (based directly on @gigabyte-flare's yandere story There's No Escapre)

Plagas Vampire RE6 Leon (requested by and based on @gigabyte-flare's story He Comes Alive)

DBF! Death Island Leon

Dark!Stepdad Vendetta Leon

Yandere!RE8 Chris

RE6 Parole Officer Leon

NSFW (Spicychat AI)

Yandere RE6 Leon (based directly on @gigabyte-flare's yandere story There's No Escapre)

Plagas Vampire RE6 Leon (requested by and based on @gigabyte-flare's story He Comes Alive)

DBF! Death Island Leon

Dark!Stepdad Vendetta Leon

Yandere!RE8 Chris

RE6 Parole Officer Leon

(Note: I try to keep all of my bots within the TOS for both sites, but sometimes they get shadowbanned anyway. If this happens you can still use the link to chat, but you won't be able to search for them in CAI and potentially they may not show up in your history. If a link is not working, you may need to adjust the URL based on if you have CAI plus or not as shown below. )

[issa-pheonyx]

Yandere!Lord DImitrescu&Sons X Fem!Reader🔪 [Part 4]

𝗜'𝗺 𝘀𝗼 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝗲𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗴𝗲𝘁𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗔𝗔𝗔𝗛𝗛𝗛-𝘀𝗼, 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘅𝘁 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗟𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗗𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝘂 𝗿𝗲𝘁𝘂𝗿𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗰𝗵𝗼𝗿𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗻 𝗿𝗲𝗹𝗮𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗼𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗹𝘀𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂'𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝘁𝘂𝗰𝗸 𝘄𝗶𝘁𝗵 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝗿𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀. 𝗛𝗼𝘄 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝘀 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗹𝗶𝗸𝗲 𝗯𝗲𝘁𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗻 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗖𝗮𝘀𝘀, 𝗗𝗮𝗻𝗶𝗲𝗹, 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗕𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗮𝗺𝗶𝗻?👀😳 Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

Being locked in a luxurious bedroom still felt like a prison. There was no way you will be able to escape unless you're willing to jump out the window, however it was too high. You just laid on the bed staring at the ceiling-drained out of your mind, thinking of what other plan you can come up with. "Wait...when I screamed there was some sort of impact from it." Predicting back when his sons were almost devouring your state of fear and more they seem to be shifted off their feet from the scream. "Mom would give me medication for me to be always calm-not being loud and stuff. OR should I say Mother Miranda." Getting up you look around to see if there is something you can test on if your theory is correct

There was a glass chalice by a wooden desk amongst other stationary essentials as you move it in the middle, kneeling down, and clearing your throat. "Okay, lets see what happens." You took a deep breathe and slowly start to raise your voice. Once your voice starts to pitch it didn't sound like your normal scream it was some sort of siren like high key note. The chalice immediately breaks and the items on the desk start to fall off to the floor from the impact as you cover your mouth,"Oh god." Quickly, you pick them up and put them back in place. The doorknob shakes as if someone was trying to break in. The door breaks open revealing Cass, Benjamin, and Daniel looking terrifying with their sickles in hand like the first time meeting

"Who was it?" "You okay, sis?" "Are you hurt?" Cass checked around the room, Benjamin stood next to you leaning down your height making sure you have no injuries, and Daniel was leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. "You guys you need to chill...and stop saying sis!! I'm not your sister." You backed away from Benjamin going to the corner of the room,"And I'll never will be." They all freeze and slowly turn to look at you. 'Fuck, okay I'm dead.' They all burst out laughing, leaving you confused,"What's so funny?" You asked and they all turn to a herd of flies and back to normal as the three were towering you and cornering you

"You're just too cute to be our sis, ya know?" Benjamin says with a sweet smile on his face. "Cute sure...but, to eat-" Daniel elbows Cass,"Stop it! Then you complain why she's scared of you more." Cass just rolls his eyes,"Yeah, whatever, but isn't that what brothers do?" The two shake their heads. "Anyways, I think I will be her favorite brother~" Daniel puts an arm around your shoulder and squeezing the shit out you,"Urgh, stop it." You said,"Aw come on. Usually, everyone falls for me first!" He then messes with your hair making you growl,"Enough already." You shove him off as he giggles. Fixing your hair all of a sudden you were being lifted off your feet with a gushing Benjamin,"Awww man she is even adorable when she is angry like a little kitty~"

'This has to be a joke. They have to eat me eventually.' You just let it go and didn't want to budge off Benjamin's grip. "Boys!!" Lord Dimitrescu yells from downstairs as Benjamin puts you down,"Father is calling." Benjamin and Cass turn to flies as they left the room. Daniel being the last one to winks and says,"Don't worry, I'll let father know you're in no trouble with the door being broken, okay? You should get some sleep now." He closes the door and now you could leave, yet your eyes getting heavier tell you otherwise to get some rest and figure all of this out the next morning.

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

[yanderes-galore]

heyyyyy,

so i really loved your self-aware ethan winters and was hoping you could write a scenario with ethan finding a way to leave the game and darling is just wondering why is a man in the middle of the room

sending all my good vibes so you have a great day <3

sorry if there's any grammar mistakes, english is not my first language

Ah, sure! I'll see what I have, I never thought of continuing it so I'll try 😊 Thanks for the good vibes, your english is fine 💜 May be a bit tame, struggled a bit but did what I could for Ethan's yandere behavior!

Self-Aware! Ethan Winters Concept

Real

Yandere! Self-Aware! Ethan Winters Scenario

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Self-Aware game character, Swearing, Breaking and entering (?), Delusional behavior, Forced relationship, Poessessive themes, Cutting mention, Wounds.

When you woke up the first thing you smelt was mold. The thought puzzled you at first. Black mold... the type of mold that develops during events like water damage.

But you never had any water damage in your home.

That was the first incident that puzzled you. The next was when you walked towards the room you kept your game system/PC in... only to be met with something stranger. A man was on his hands and knees in your house, looking bewildered.

The musky smell of mold got stronger when you got closer. When you saw the man you stayed quiet and gazed at his clothes. They were dirty... familiar.

It was like those of a video game character... Resident Evil in particular. You decide to test your luck... this must be a dream, right? Why would any of this be real?

Maybe you were smelling mold in your sleep?

"Ethan?" You find yourself saying. There was no way it actually was him, dream or not. You're stunned into silence again when the man looks up.

"You... You know my name!"

The mysterious man's tone is less of a question and more excitement. His face reminds you of the rendered models you'd seen of Ethan Winters online. Were you scared... or just confused?

"Sir... that's really your name?" You ask with hesitance, moving your hand to the pocket that holds your phone. The man sits up on his knees with an intense gaze on you.

"E-Ethan Winters."

"Like the game character?" You narrow your gaze.

"Game...?" Ethan looks around and sees your copy of Resident Evil 7/8 on the desk. He stares at it blankly for a moment before slowly nodding. "I guess so...."

"Where did you come from? How did you get in my house?"

Ethan looks puzzled again before slowly standing up.

"Um..." He looks towards your TV/monitor. "Supposedly from there?"

You're both bewildered and confused at this point.

"Explain yourself or I'm calling the police."

"Wait, wait, wait! I've come too far for that!" Ethan holds up his hands. "This may sound weird... but I do think I came from your game. I've been trying really hard to come here-"

"The hell are you talking about!?"

"I-I've been the person you've been playing in your... game." Ethan starts, still new to the concept himself. "I've wanted to meet you for a long time since you're the player... and I found a way!"

"You're trying to say you're a game character...."

"Yes!"

"... and I'm supposed to accept this is not a dream?"

Ethan frowns at your response.

"... I can prove it to you."

"Really?"

Ethan pulls out the knife he always has in the game and presses it to his arm. You look away with a grimace when he cuts his arm... but there's no blood. Only mold... the same mold you've been smelling.

Ethan Winters... the GAME character... was inside your home....

"No shit...."

"Believe me?"

"How can I not after... that-"

"Great!" Ethan cheers, stepping a bit closer. "It's so nice to meet you...?" Ethan says, expecting a name to call you. You give him your name. Ethan smiles, saying it's nice on the tongue.

"What brings you... here?"

"Not sure how I did it... but I wanted to meet you since you're the only thing real in my 'life'."

"Only thing real?"

"My life is merely a game in your world..." Ethan sighs. "Don't you get it? Nothing I know is real except this place. No Mia... No Rose...."

You frown. Putting it that way is... really sad. You never thought of it like that. Then again... video game characters aren't supposed to be real.

"Damn...." You mutter. Ethan asks to sit on your couch and you comply.

"None of it matters... not when I'm here now, at least." Ethan gives a small smile. "Maybe I can make a new life here."

His gaze on you is unnatural. It feels synthetic... you know that he isn't entirely human, and that's not just because of the mold. However... you're still trying to understand the situation you've just been thrust into.

"Could you... show me around?"

---

Ethan already knew how to make connections between items in your world and his. After all, his world was modeled after yours. As a result... Ethan adapted quickly.

You, however, struggled to grasp the concept of Ethan in your home. You didn't think you could get used to it. You didn't even know what to tell people.

Ethan treats you like you're his savior. He praises you for opening his eyes. He thanks you for allowing him to stay. You only allowed it as you weren't sure what else to do...

You can't release him into the public.

Living with him was strange. Mold was a frequent smell that invaded your nose no matter what you did to cover it up. You also noticed Ethan doesn't eat... sometimes he doesn't even sleep.

He's unnatural... an anomaly.

You tried to treat him like a friend. If others asked... you said he was just a friend! Ethan appeared to enjoy it when you called him a friend....

If anything, Ethan just wants to incorporate himself into your life.

In his eyes... your fates have been intertwined since you first played that game of yours...

Why wouldn't he cling to you? You're like partners!

Partners... soon, Ethan starts to think you're better than Mia. Mia isn't even real... but you are, just like him! You wouldn't mind if he inched your relationship towards something more... intimate, would you?

After all, he technically was designed for your entertainment one way or another.

You notice Ethan become overly sweet towards you. He's always been sweet and respectful due to his character. Over time... it gets concerning.

Ethan vows to dedicate his whole existence to you, his player. He wouldn't be where he is right now without you! As a result... he doesn't want to leave your side.

Ethan feels he's your type anyways! You seemed to like the game he was a part of a lot... and you mentioned he's really sweet at times... surely he can make this work! Even if he's not fully real compared to you.

Ethan is more like a synthetic lifeform compared to you... still born of code rather than flesh and blood.

Ethan realizes this may cause problems. Yet... he's patient. After all, he isn't going anywhere. There's nowhere to go for him.

Even if he could go back to the game, he'd rather stay where's it's real.

Truthfully, Ethan believes fate will bring you two together in the end. Even if you don't reciprocate his gentle touches. Even if you ignore his words of praise and adoration... he's confident.

There has to be a reason you released him from the game. There must be a reason he's so drawn to you. You're partners... for everything!

Clearly Ethan will be here for you until the end...

If you can't get rid of him, why not choose him as your next and only partner instead of looking for someone else?

[theyanderespecialist]

A Forced Blushing Bride 1 (Scenario) Yandere Lady Dimitrescu X Female Reader

[Hello, My Sexy Muffins! I am back with a new chapter! This one with Yandere Lady Dimitrescu x female reader forced marriage! So I wish you good luck!]

(Disclaimer: Lady Dimitrescu is not yandere in canon, and this is just for fun and not to be taken seriously. Simping for fictional characters and yanderes is fine. Just do not be illegal or gross about it! Also, remember to separate fiction from reality and headcanon from canon! Yanderes are not ideal partners to have! But I would still give my soul to Lady D!]

(Enjoy this!)

(Forced Marriage) (Lady Dimitrescu)

(Name's POV)

I stare at Mother Miranda in horror. She had just told me I had been called to marry one of the four lords.

"I am sorry, Mother," I say. "But I cannot do that..."

"You do not have a choice, my child. You are to be a gift. You will do as told and marry Lady Dimitrescu." She orders me.

I want to run, and I need to run. I move quickly, only to run face-first into Lady Dimitrescu! Actually, I was almost face-first in her crotch!

"Ah, There is my blushing bride." Lady Dimitrescu says. "You are not trying to be a runaway bride, we're you, my dear?"

I look up at her, craning my neck to see her. "I can't marry you."

She takes her chin in my hand. "I am sorry, my dear, but you do not have a choice in the matter. You will be my wife and mine alone. Am I clear?"

Lady dimitrescu is not playing around. I do not want to do this, but I do not have a choice. I nod my head, and she smirks.

"Good girl, now let's get you home. We have much to plan for the ceremony. Then you will be mine, and I will keep you by my side forever." Lady Dimitrescu says and takes my hand.

She leads me into the castle, her daughters nowhere in sight. The maids come up frightened.

"See to my fiancé, do not dare try and sway her from me. Or it will be to the dungeon with you." Lady Dimitrescu orders them, and I am led to take a bath.

The finest of oils and soaps. A strange purple mixture in the tub.

"What is this?" I ask.

"It is a special mixture to make you pure from any man who ever has laid a hand on you." One of the women tells me.

I do not think it just does that, as my skin tingles. They wash me and take me to dry. Putting a nightgown on my body. They then leave me in my room, and I go to escape, but of course, the door is locked. I let out a scream yanking at my hair! This cannot be happening! I will not marry Lady Dimitrescu!

(Lady Dimitrescu's POV)

I smirk as I tell my girls about the soon-to-be mother. They are happy for me, telling me she will be good for me! Soon she will be my wife and the baths she will have. They will make her immortal. Then she will never be able to leave me! She will be mine for all eternity!

My Blushing Bride.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS Another chapter is done! I hope you all enjoyed this, and yes, this is only part one! There will be at least one more part! I hope you all enjoyed this, and stay sexy, all of my sexy muffins!]

[grrrechka]

"Hey, lover"

[ctitan98official]

Yandere!Donna x Healer!Y/N part 3

Phew. Back at it again with some crazy Donna (I love her so much). Read the last part here! Let’s get into it!

“Y/N?” Donna suddenly asks softly as you work on setting up.

You tilt your head at her. “Yeah, Donna?”

“Um… This… Is going to sound… Ridiculous, but… The cadou that Mother Miranda gave me?” She tries to say, biting her lower lip anxiously.

You quirk your eyebrows at her in concern. She seems deeply worried about something. “You can tell me, Donna.”

Donna sighs but eventually nods her head slowly. She does feel like she can tell you. She knows how kind you are, even though you two just met a little bit ago. You’re special. “It’s just… The cadou has given me… These abilities. It’s what allows my dolls, and Angie, to become… Animated,” She reveals, her gaze immediately dropping to the floor, unable to meet yours. “As much as I want the cadou taken out… I’m just terrified I’m going to lose… My friends,” She whispers.

Well, there it is.

Her last big secret is out in the open, but now she’s having second thoughts. What are you going to say? Are you going to think she’s crazy for saying that she can control the dolls? … Or even worse, that she’s pathetic for being so attached to them?

You surprise Donna, though. You smile gently and walk over to her. “Well then, allow me to put your mind at ease,” You grin.

“W-what?” She asks, completely caught off guard by your reaction.

“Some of the other villagers I’ve been treating who were infected with the mold have had… Interesting side effects, shall we say? Nothing quite as sophisticated as what you just described, but it seems certain abilities can develop. Feelings of premonition that always turn out to be true or increased physical strength… These powers don’t go away once I clear the actual infection,” You tell her. “It sounds like the cadou is a much stronger parasite than the mold I’ve been seeing. I think that might be why your abilities are so advanced,” You say. “But, the main takeaway from all of this is that your connection to Angie and the dolls will not be affected. They’ll be ready for some snuggles as soon as you’re done. Deal?” You ask.

Donna feels like she has been on an emotional rollercoaster today. She is greatly relieved at your reassurance and is just so thankful that you’re here with her. She feels safe and cared for with you around. She’s also… Coming to depend on that support. She can’t bear the thought of life going back to the way it was before you showed up.

In fact… She refuses for it to.

She feels incredibly guilty, but… She has just hatched a diabolical plan to keep you here with her forever. If her powers won’t be affected by removing the cadou, then she will still be able to cause visions. If she can figure out what your biggest fears are… She can use that to her advantage. She just has to keep you talking while you work.

You finish getting your instruments clean and ask her to sit down. You have set up a clean and comfortable area on the couch to perform the procedure on. You take a cotton ball and dab on some antiseptic. You wash off the area of her face you’ll be working on before grabbing a small needle. “Alright, Donna. You’re going to feel a small pinch right beside your eye and a little bit of burning. That’s just the anesthetic going in, okay?” You tell her.

“Okay,” Donna says and braces herself.

You skillfully inject the medicine, taking care to go slow.

Donna winces, but otherwise doesn’t react.

You smile at how good she’s doing. “Excellent. You’re doing great.”

Donna feels her cheeks flush at your praise. She… Really enjoys it. She just hopes you can’t see how rosy her face is becoming.

You two are silent as you wait for the anesthetic to kick in, but it’s a relaxed and warm silence. Not forced or awkward. You two are content in each other’s company.

Finally, enough time has passed and you can begin the surgery. “So, you should be completely numbed up, Donna. I’m going to go ahead and start. Are you ready?” You ask her.

Donna takes a deep breath and lets it out. She’s more ready than you could ever know. “Yes. I’m ready,” She nods.

You grin and place a comforting hand on her shoulder. “It’ll be over before you know it,” You say with a wink.

… Oh, why do you have to be so charming? Donna is once again a blushing mess.

You begin working and Donna is quiet for a moment as she thinks. Okay, she has to focus. She needs to learn more about you, so she forces herself to speak once more. “Do you mind me asking how you got started helping people like this?”

Damn. Even she has to admit that was good. People generally love talking about themselves.

You’re surprised that Donna is making conversation. You assumed she would prefer silence, but you happily answer… And walk right into her trap. “Well, when I was little, I would always try to rescue animals who were hurt or sick. I just couldn’t stand seeing them in pain,” You say. “I realized I had a natural talent for it and it just… Made me want to help people too. I love being able to take care of others. I think it’s my calling in life.”

As much as Donna wants you to stay… Manipulating such a sweet person is tearing her up inside. Your answer is genuine and pure. She was able to gain a lot of knowledge about you with that simple answer.

… This is going to be a lot easier than she thought.

Note: Poor Y/N. They have no idea what they’re walking into T^T

Masterlist

[petitelepus]

Platonic yandere lady dimitrescu x child reader

What a cute little thing you are. When Mother Miranda had asked someone to take you, Lady Dimitrescu had been eager to pick you up.

There was no doubt that you would enjoy living in her huge castle instead of the house of dolls, a disgusting reservoir, or worst yet, a dirty factory owned by that hideous man Heisenberg.

The Lady of the castle treats you like you are made of the finest glass there is. Especially after you nicked your finger and it bled a little.

The Lord couldn't help herself and licked your wounded finger clean and she was shocked.

Your blood tastes absolutely divine...! Lady Dimitrescu is tempted to drain you dry and turn you into a bottle of fine wine, but she adores you too much to do so. Also, you belong to Mother Miranda, not her.

It's not clear yet if you are able to fill that hole in Mother Miranda's heart that even the four lords couldn't fill... But Lady Dimitrescu would have been happy whether you could or couldn't.

If Mother Miranda would claim you as another failure, the tall Lord would happily keep you with her. As one of the Mother's children, you are now other Lords' and Lady's younger sibling.

While the idea of turning you into wine is there, Lady Dimitrescu decides to take only a sample of your blood and mix it with her favorite wine. This way you can keep on living with her and provide her with fine blood.

Despite donating blood, you are treated like royalty in the castle, and the three daughters of Dimitrescu love to play with you. You're so small, you can all play dress-up, house and such!

If anyone even looks at you in a funny way, like that little maid from the village, they are severely punished.

Don't worry your little head about the screams, go and play with Bela, Daniela, and Cassandra! Your big sister Dimitrescu will take care of the rude maid.

[madnessreruns]

hii <3

may i request some hcs with karl heisenberg being a platonic yan for a m!reader, whos basically like his son in a way but they arent like blood related ?

Platonic Yandere! Father Figure! Karl Heisenberg x Male! Not Blood Related! Reader

Note: eh.. not sure how I feel about this but eh *chucks this at you*

Warnings: overprotective Karl

⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⋆✦⋆ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯

He usually doesn’t like to make friends, but when you stumble into his factory he can’t help but want to spend every minute with you

He immediately saw you as a child figure in his mind. He looked to be about twice your age, and you looked like you needed protecting.

He took you deeper into his factory into a small room, just for you. He says it’s temporary but I doubt you’ll be leaving soon..

He is very protective of you from the moment he sees you. When he takes you to your room he makes sure allllll of the soldats stay OUT OF YOUR WAY. If they even lay a finger on you he’s going to dismantle and burn them.

He might even make some specifically for protecting you. With cameras attached so he can keep a close eye on you when he’s out and about.

But if he’s out he probably takes you with him. He goes out shopping and brings you with him, he goes to a “family meeting” and brings you with him, he goes to pick up a specialized order from the Duke and brings you with him.

Speaking of that. He orders lots of things from the Duke to make sure that you are comfortable. Special beds, books, devices, anything you can’t think off, he’s gonna pay the Duke a little extra to make sure he gets some for you.

He doesn’t like to let you out on your own. He doesn’t trust the people around you, or the Lycans around you not to hurt you.

Don’t even let me get started on his reaction if you make friends, or god forbid find a partner.

But??? What if??? What if they hurt you???? What if it’s that bird bitch in disguise??? What if their planning to kill you???? You if their mean? What if their abusive?

Holy shit calm down please

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[enderpearlll]

Y!Karl Heisenberg VS. Y!Ethan Winters

TW/CW: Implied $ëxuał content, mentions of murdêr, harsh language, etc.

A set of headcanons showcasing the comparisons of a yandere Karl and Ethan. Something short and simple for now. Sorry if these aren’t that good.

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• A precautionary warning before you begin: You are fucked. Stuck between a sadistic lord who can control metal with a snap of his fingers and a overprotective man made of mold that renders him close to immortal. You're better off dead.

• There's a stark contrast to these two. Karl is very, very sadistic. He enjoys experimenting with what makes his s/o tick. Karl enjoys exploiting your weaknesses to make you kneel for him. The lord finds a sick pleasure in making your life miserable, but that doesn't mean he's any less obsessed than Ethan. If anything, the lord is just hopelessly in love with you. In his own unique way, of course.

• Ethan, on the other hand is insanely paranoid and overprotective. He'll do anything to insure your total safety, even if it's at his own expense. His entire world revolves around you and your needs. Ethan treats you like royalty, but he keeps you locked up like royalty too. Ethan is extremely coddling and believes he knows what's best for you. He absolutely refuses to let you do anything for yourself, in fear of you getting hurt.

• A team up with these two is impossible. No joke, they'd rip each other apart if the other even attempted to get close to you. They openly express their hatred for each other, hoping that you'll take their side. Ethan resorts to manipulation, trying to make Karl seem like the bad guy, even though he's equally as obsessed as he is. Karl tends to nitpick at Ethan's flaws and then boost his own ego afterwards.

"What do you see in Ethan anyways? Such a try hard! You should just stick with me buttercup, I have so much more to offer than him!"

"Honey, you shouldn't be around him anymore. He obviously wants to use you for his own needs. Wouldn't want him to hurt you, don't we?"

• You see, this is not a duo you want to be crammed between. Constantly neck-and-neck, these two are never on equal grounds. It can be minutes before Karl has a pistol aimed at his head or Ethan has shrapnel sticking out of his side. Ethan wants nothing more than your safety and pure adoration. Karl on the other hand could care less about your safety and would rather focus on how loud he can make you scream.

• These two are territorial. They try to mark you up as much as they possibly can, to show the other that you are theirs, and theirs alone. Ethan feathers soft kisses across your collarbone, uttering endless praise before sinking his teeth into you. Your touch is so intoxicating, it makes his mind spin. Bruises and love bites are artistically painted across your skin after a long night. Ethan feels honoured to have placed his mark on a god.

• Karl is akin to a wolf, marking and maiming your skin like you're a delicacy to be devoured. He absorbs every whimper and cry as he digs his nails into your skin, tainting your pretty skin with his fangs. Karl slurs out dirty praise against your neck, lapping at the blood dripping from the bite marks littered over you. Sore, bruised, and bloody, you're under Karl's absolute control and he can't be more happy that you're his true love.

• Bitter insults are often exchanged; both arguing like petty siblings over a treasured toy. Which is you, in this case. The only way this feud will end is if you or one of them die. It's assured that one will end up killing the other. Unless one gives up or dies to the hands of the other, you're forever trapped in a endless cycle between them.

[midnightlee25]

Mini Profiles: Alcina Dimitrescu

Yandere type: Obsessive, Possessive  

 Traits: Controlling, Manipulative, Smothering, Stalker, Violent, Protective 

 Is it Instant love or one that grow over time: 

It takes her longer to admit it than it does for her to fall for her darling.

 Delusional level (0-10): 

2, she knows what she does and she knows what she wants.

 How will do they hide their yandere side: 

She technically doesn't have to hide her which in some cases she doesn't but she will at first if only to try a softer approach.

Danger level (0-10): 

10, she is a being that can do many things and the fact that she has many resources at her finger trips just adds to her danger level.

[i-cant-sing]

It's been a while since I've talked about RE8 and I'm just thinking about reader from my Yandere RE8 AU who is now living with the Lords after Ethan left her behind in the village, and I just know this poor baby is STRESSED. Like to the point that she can't argue without crying.

She's getting yelled at? She's crying.

Someone else is getting yelled at? She's crying.

She tries escaping the Lords and they bring her back and tell her that it's better for her to stay in the village with her "found family" than return to her real family who don't give a shit about her and reader is just standing there with furrowed brows and quivering lips, tears falling down as she weakly argues "N-No! You- you guys are *hiccups* wrong. I- they still love- I don't need anyone to take care of me!" And then proceeds to break down in front of them, causing Alcina to pick you up by your armpits like a little kitten and hugging you to her chest (u almost suffocate to death).

I just know that Heisenberg is the most awkward when you cry in front of him. He doesn't know how to comfort you, he's always had to bottle up his sad emotions, but he can't tell u to that! So... he's building some dancing soldets for you, or better yet, allows Handsome to dress like a stripper and twerk because that always seemed to make you laugh (it didn't, the hash brownies did).

As for Chria and Leon, oh my- their hearts just absolutely breat at the sight of you. But they know that they can't just let you cry your way into danger. So, they very lovingly and calmly tell you that they understand that this is frustrating but they can't just let you return to your horrible parents just because they're "blood". They could be your family too, and they swear to treat you better than anyone ever has. They slowly pull you back inside their safe house, Chris goes to make you some hot chocolate (with melatonin gummies mixed in) while Leon is just huddling on the couch with you, whispering affirmations as he watches you try to not have a meltdown.

[princess-library-dead-account]

The Price of Love

Part two

Pairing: Karl Heisenberg X Gn!Reader

Word count: 1288

Genre: Smut, kinda angsty

Warnings/tags: Hate sex, degradation, bottom Karl Heisenberg, yandere Karl Heisenberg, top reader, afab reader, pegging, Karl being a loser, it says yandere but he’s actually really gentle, established relationship, reader is mean

You do this because you hate him. Lord fucking Heisenberg, decided he had the right to steal you from the village. Your family, your life, your job- gone. Just like that. You hate him. Everyday, every damned day- you’d think it was all just a bad dream, that you’d wake up in your own bed.

But no.

You'd wake up in bed together some days. Most days you would wake up on the couch, not able to bear how he’d cling to you in your sleep. You’d make your own breakfast- he never ate any, instead opting to chug a mug of coffee. Then he’d fuck off to the lower levels, working on his experiments. Leaving you alone with your thoughts. You tried to keep yourself busy, you really did- you’d clean the living area of the factory, you’d read, draw, you’d do anything- just to keep your mind off him. But it never worked.

You hated him- and the worst part was, he’d let you. He might raise his voice occasionally, but he’d apologize awkwardly right after. He’d be… sweet, or as sweet as someone that played around with corpses as a hobby could be. He’d murmur about how much he loved you on the rare occasion you lied in bed with him. He’d try- and fail- to make you dinner, the chicken burnt and blackened, completely unseasoned, and the carrots only slightly warm, still hard and raw. He’d awkwardly give you a small kiss on the top of your head before he headed down to work on the soldats.

But- you couldn’t like him, could you-? He’s sick- he kidnapped you- he took you from your life. No. You hate him. You want nothing more than to cause him pain, to destroy him. And he’d let you. And he’d… like it. And you would too, as much as you hated yourself for it.

You sigh, looking down at the gray haired man on his knees below you. You stood on the carpet floor of his bedroom, wearing a harness with a purple dildo. The toy rested in Karl’s mouth, and he looked up at you with pleading eyes. He wears nothing but a pair of raggedy boxers, and you wear just a baggy shirt. Something in you snaps, and you roughly grab a handful of his scraggly hair, forcing him down on your cock. He splutters, wet sounds coming from him as he chokes on your length. You grin slightly at his noises, and he desperately bobs his head on your strap. You pant, watching as he squirms, a tent growing in his boxers.

“Pathetic.” You spit out, your voice a low growl. Karl whimpers against your cock, squirming slightly as he tries to keep up with the brutal pace you’ve set. You continue fucking his mouth, taking in his soft whimpers, watching as he grows increasingly restless. He rubs his legs together desperately, squirming under you. You pant, watching with sick satisfaction as his eyes begin to water, and a little drool spills from his mouth. You continue using him, before his hands come up, pawing at your ass, trying to get your attention. He murmurs, trying to speak, but it’s muffled by the toy. You don’t really care what he has to say, opting to thrust harder into his throat, relishing his gags. He attempts to speak again, this time a little louder. You pull him off your cock with an annoyed expression, and he pants slightly, his face flushed from a mix of arousal and humiliation.

“What?” You hiss out, grabbing him by the hair.

“I-“ he chokes out, his throat scratchy and abused.

“Speak, you stupid slut”.

“I- p-please fuck me-“ He whimpers out, his voice small. He looks so pathetic, his hazel eyes tearing up from your merciless use of his throat.

“Please fuck me-?!” You mock, your face contorting into a sick grin.

“Sweetie-” He starts softly, before you cut him off.

“PLEASE FUCK ME?!” You laugh loudly in his face.

“Sure, Karl.” you respond, saying his name like it makes you sick.

“-but you asked for this” you murmur, eyes narrowing. You grab a handful of his gray hair causing him to cry out, and you throw him onto the bed. He lays down on his back with glazed eyes as you rifle through his nightstand. You find what you’re looking for, a small bottle of lube. You squirt some on the strap, spreading it around with your hands, before crawling on top of Karl. He whimpers softly, rubbing his thighs together to try and stimulate himself.

“You’re pathetic.” You murmur, practically ripping his underwear off as you throw it onto the floor. He whines at your words, shifting on the bed. Your hands grip his thighs tightly, spreading him open, and you prod the strap against his tight hole. He moans softly, bucking his hips into you. You enter him slowly, filling him up with just the tip. He moans needily, his hands coming up to gently paw at your back.

“Ah— m-more- ”he whimpers softly against your ear, his beard tickling your face. You growl, sinking the strap into him until it bottoms out inside him. He moans loudly, his hard cock rubbing against your stomach as you thrust into him. He whimpers as you increase your pace, his hands gently scratching at your back. You groan at his submissiveness, holding yourself on one arm and moving your hand to ghost over his dick. He cries out, bucking his hips into you. His face is flushed, a sheen of sweat on his tanned face. You lean down, slowly licking a stripe up his cheek, groaning at the salty taste. He makes a sound in between a moan and a whimper, pawing at your back adorably. Your fingers run teasingly over his cock, before fully gripping his length, jacking him off. He mewls, squirming as you thrust into him. You pant, watching as he falls apart on your strap. He cries out, tucking his head into your neck as he cums with a cry. He spurts sticky white ropes onto his soft stomach, some hitting you. His cock twitches against your stomach, softening. He lets out a low whimper, holding you tightly as he pants.

“Ah- buttercup- mm-” he murmurs softly. His blissed out expression turns into a guilty and embarrassed one as you look down at him with a mix of disgust and shame. You pull out of him slowly and he whines softly, chasing after the toy. You look down at him, before getting out of bed.

“Buttercup- ‘m sorry-” He starts, beginning to apologize for how fast he finished, shame turning his face even redder. You take the harness off, and slam it on the nightstand before leaving the bedroom.

“Y/n, please-”. He starts, moving on the bed so he sits up. You look over at him as you stand in the doorframe. His face is still slightly flushed, his eyes watery. His expression is pleading, like he wants you to stay. You sigh.

“Goodnight, Karl.” You say flatly, before leaving and shutting the door. You walk a few steps over to the living room, before flopping onto the couch, exhausted. You yawn, feeling your eyelids grow heavy. You shift the couch, unaware of his muffled sobs as you try to drift off to sleep, your heart heavy. The couch is uncomfortable, but it's better than having to sleep in bed with Karl. You try to purge the image of him from your mind, him sweaty and flushed and covered in his own cum. His eyes pleading adorably, his body so soft and malleable.

Because you hate him.

Right?

[issa-pheonyx]

Yandere!Lord Dimitrescu&Sons X Fem!Reader [Part 1]

𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗮𝘆 𝗯𝗲𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝗮 𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗱𝘀 𝗼𝗻 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗱𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸 𝗴𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗶𝗳 𝗽𝗲𝗼𝗽𝗹𝗲 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆 𝗶𝘁. 𝗜𝗳 𝗶𝘁 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗜 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗮𝗱𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘀. 𝗔𝗹𝘀𝗼, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝗯𝗶𝗹𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝘀𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝗮𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗳𝗲𝗲𝗹 𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗻), 𝘀𝘂𝗽𝗲𝗿 𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗴𝘁𝗵 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗲𝗱, 𝗿𝗲𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗲𝗿𝗮𝘁𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗮𝗱𝗱 𝗮 𝗯𝗮𝗻𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺 𝗰𝗮𝘂𝘀𝗲 𝗜 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗯𝗲 𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗲𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 (𝗜'𝗺 𝗮𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝗜'𝗺 𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗹𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗱𝗶𝗺𝗶𝘁𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗰𝘂 𝗴𝗶𝗳𝘀, 𝗯𝘂𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝗶 𝗴𝗼𝘁)🤭🌚 Part 2

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

It seems like being the only daughter came to an end when Rosemary was born and developed a quick favorite too. You wanted to hate your sister so much, but you couldn't. She wasn't at fault it was Ethan and Mia (so you thought to be...). Maybe it was, because you were the easily ill type in which your mother, Mia, was giving you medicine. Lots of vaccine shots. As a child you didn't think much of it, but as you grew older. Now hitting your eighteenth. You realize it was very strange. You didn't need that much vaccine shots as a child. Mia always told you that you were just built different. I mean just let it go and believe it. She's your mother, she's always telling you the truth...right?

However, after witnessing uncle Chris intruding the home and shooting your mother in front of Ethan distinctly traumatized you (you hid by the stairs watching below). Once they saw you take baby Rosemary away and Ethan trying to stop them. Chris declines his resistance and when he caught you watching he nods at his crew. You notice two of them were going upstairs. This terrified you as you were next to be taken away. "(Y/N)!! No, Chris what the hell-don't touch her!" How rare it is for your father, Ethan, to sound so protective of you.

But, right now is not the time to find it a warming moment as you whimper when they catch you. Both hooking their arms under your pits. "Got her, captain." Your eyes widen in absolute terror, body trembling, color on your face going lighter, and chills. You thought you were going to die. "NO!! Not her! Chris, please-" That's when one of the soldiers beside him knocked him out by the butt of his rifle. "Father!" You screeched. Everyone winced in pain and when recovering they became puzzled and concerned from that sudden impact of your scream. The bastards who attempt to maintain their grip on you, you budge your arms running to your father only to be knocked out too

You didn't know how long you were knocked out, but you woke up freezing your ass off. But, smothered in the snow. You panicked as you try to stand, but there was so much snow. You cried in fear and flail your body only for the snow to deepen. However, you made it out really quick...but, not for the others it seems like a major crash happened. Body buried deep in the snow, some were ripped to shreds-a bear attack? Of course not it is snowing. There's no way, they have to be hibernating at this point. "Rest assured, dear (Y/N). You are safe, but it is best if you follow me." A woman's voice was heard from afar

"Who are you?" You asked as the figure starts to walk away. "Hey! Hold on! Who are you and how do you know my name!?" You run your legs through the deep snow-more like speed walking as if it is nothing-that the wind grew more intense and the freezing gusts hits you as you had to keep wiping off the snow from your body. "Follow my voice. You will find the village quickly." Village? Located in a village?

The snow and wind itself deepens and worsens. You squint your eyes to focus hard on the vision of this mysterious shadow woman. The snowstorm goes stronger as you can't see her at all. "Hello!? I need help!" No answer as you let yourself down on your knees. You were tired of chasing who it was as the cold snow was making you sleepy. The last thing you saw and heard was the mysterious lady getting close to you and said,"Let the ceremony commence."

▌│█║▌║▌║ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ L̳͈͉̅̊ȍ̸̢̢̮͚̐̚v̸̵̝͙͆̈ͤę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ M̶̷̲̊ͥ͋͟ę̷̵̧̖̫̗̆̊ ║▌║▌║█│▌

𝗧𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘀 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴! 𝗜 𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗲𝗻𝗷𝗼𝘆𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝘁. 𝗠𝘆 𝘂𝗽𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲𝘀 𝗱𝗼 𝘁𝗮𝗸𝗲 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗷𝘂𝘀𝘁 𝗮 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴. 𝗦𝗹𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘄𝗲𝗹𝗹~🖤🫣

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Platonic Yandere Mother Miranda (RE8: Village) with tourist!darling who looks like her Eva is delusional enough to think darling is her daughter come again. Darling got the spirit too! Got caught kicking down lycans after spraying them with a pepper spray/or tased them with a taser.

Sure! I haven't written for Mother Miranda before so I hope I get her character right.

Yandere! Platonic! Mother Miranda with Tourist! Darling

Pairing: Platonic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Female Darling, Delusional yandere, Beliefs of reincarnation, Kidnapping, Forced family dynamic, Stalking, Kidnapping, Human experimentation, Brainwashing, Manipulation, Violence, Overprotective behavior, Murder.

Mother Miranda seems delusional and desperate in canon.

You can almost feel bad for her, a mother who's still in mourning.

She just wants her daughter back... a tragic fate for such a character.

But she's still a very twisted woman.

She's even willing to kidnap babies to get her daughter back.

You are a tourist who wanted to check out the village... yet perhaps fate is what truly brought you here.

That's how Miranda feels...

Clearly you must have been brought to her somehow, right?

Once you step foot in the mountainous eastern village, a mistake on your part, Miranda has the ability to know where you are.

You may not be one with the mold yet Miranda's interest is piqued.

Miranda can shapeshift with her powers and commune with the mold, safe to say she'd stalk you while you try to investigate the village.

You may not be her young Eva from long ago... but she senses something about you.

In her delusional state, Miranda may think you are her child reborn.

It's been around one hundred years... now here you are, a young yet mature women standing in her village.

There's no coincidence... humans normally never make it around here.

Yet you seem so capable in such a harsh environment.

Once Miranda gets the feeling that you and Eva must share some sort of spiritual connection... she almost never takes her eyes off you.

Mother Miranda would actually love your spirit, too!

She likes the fact you can fend for yourself against the monsters she's created.

Part of her wants to believe Eva would've behaved the same if she matured like you.

The issue with you being older than a baby or small child is your... well... indoctrination that Miranda's planning.

Simple manipulation won't fool you.

No, Miranda knows you are smart due to watching you so closely.

That's one of the things she likes about you.

You'll be a wonderful daughter for her... she'll promise to be a wonderful mother, too.

Miranda most likely has to abduct you from the village to get anywhere with making you her daughter.

Which she knows will take time...

But you can adapt, can't you?

You give her a hard time and try to kill every lycan she sends at you, which makes her impressed.

You will be worthy of her.

Although... she'll probably shapeshift into something to lure you somewhere then kidnap you.

You may be smart... but Miranda can still outsmart you.

Most of this obsession would be Miranda trying to rewire your mind into thinking you're her daughter.

She'll try to brainwash you into thinking you're Eva... soon you may even forget your old name.

Compared to the other lords Miranda treats you lovingly, often calling you Eva affectionately and holding you tightly.

She's so delusional she may not even bother using your actual name.

You're a new person now... embrace your new role.

Miranda likes your fighting spirit but it tends to get in the way when she's trying to train you as her new daughter.

You obviously think she's crazy, calling you by a name you don't recognize and trying to tell you she's your mother.

Fight all you want... Miranda has ways of forcing you to calm down.

Eventually she'll want to use mold and the Cadou parasite to control you and meld you into this role she picked out for you.

She feels making you one with the mold will be the only way she can fully make you Eva.

Her love for you is one-sided.

You want to get as far away as you can from here, entering this village was a mistake you couldn't afford.

Meanwhile, Miranda only comforts you while she prepares you for your little operation.

"My dear sweet Eva... this is where you belong. After this is all over... we can be a family. We can finally be with each other again!"

The "best" case scenario is you survive the implantation of the Cadou parasite and come out fine.

If not a little mutated with the mold.

Once this is done, Miranda will begin to treat you like her daughter.

You'll be dressed in similar attire and cared for more than the other lords were.

Your home will become the village and you'll be mind controlled to think Miranda is your mother.

She has that power due to controlling the mold.

If you resist her then she'll simply remove the thought of rebellion.

You'll be completely under her control... made to be a replica of her daughter.

She gives you a room, she gives you her love, it's all you ever need.

You're treated as her baby crow.

A bird meant to stay in her nest forever... or until she's killed in some way.

Miranda is relieved that she has her Eva again....

It's been too long.

She's been mourning for way too long.

Now she finally has you... her daughter... once again in her arms.

If anyone tried to hurt you, an outsider or one of the lords perhaps, Miranda will remove them.

As your mama crow, Miranda doesn't mind tearing apart foes until they're a bloody paste across the ground.

She may tear out their eyes, she'll even dismember them if she has to.

They wouldn't even make a good lycan in her eyes.

Miranda is protective of her baby crow.

In fact, apart from calling you Eva, she may even call you bird related names like little crow.

You're never going to leave the village, in fact why would you?

Miranda, your mother, always feeds thoughts of how cozy it is in the village.

Why would you leave?

You've got everything you need here in your nest....

You just need to listen to your mother.

She knows best, little crow.