#to be endlessly and obsessively devoted to one

[lcvecove]

jack x wife!reader?? I just know that when he’s fr locked in with someone, he would love them ENDLESSLY

꒰ᐢ. .ᐢ꒱ you did not put husband!jack in my inbox. omgggg . . .

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ I agree nonnie , once jack meets someone he wants to go all the way with he’s 100% locked in and he’s soo devoted, soo committed, soo in love 😩 some husband!jack for you I guess😽

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ jack loves saying “my wife” every chance he gets. It doesn’t matter if it’s been years since the wedding; he’s still obsessed.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ he’s the type of guy that once he knows you’re the one, he knows and he’s not shy about making it known. he’d be jokingly calling you ‘wifey’ up until he proposes

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ his friends invite him somewhere? it’s “yeah, the wife and I will be there.” and they never care, they know you and jack come as a package deal. it’s been like that since day one.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ jack loves talking about you. he’ll find any moment to talk about you. mentioning you in interviews. “my wife actually got me into that” or “the mrs. and I are headed to michigan for the summer” etc.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ even the little things — ordering coffee, talking to fans, casual conversations — he’s constantly name dropping you like it’s second nature.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ like I said once jack knows, he just knows, and he’s 100% committed to you. he’s got your anniversary memorized down to the minute and makes a huge deal out of it every year. he’ll plan trips, romantic surprises, and thoughtful little gestures just because. if you have a bad day? he’s on his way home with your favorite snacks and a long hug waiting.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ domestic husband!jack is just something else. it doesn’t matter if he’s been at practice all day or just got home from a road trip—he wants to be wherever you are. he just wants to be close to you all the time. he’s the type to cuddle up next to you while you’re working or cooking, resting his chin on your shoulder and watching you with a lovesick grin.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ will do the cheesiest things—slow dances in the kitchen, forehead kisses, and pulling you into his lap during movie nights. you’re the type of couple that’s still sickeningly in love even years after your wedding.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ loves when you wear his clothes, especially his jerseys— he’ll smirk and say, “damn, mrs. hughes looks good.” or “I’ve got hot wife huh?”

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ jack loves taking you to events, dinners, and hanging out with friends because to him, everything’s better when you’re there. he introduces you to literally everyone and beams with pride while doing it. at team events, he’s constantly checking in on you, making sure you’re comfortable and having fun. if you’re at a party and he loses you for even a second, he’s scanning the room until he finds you again.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ he loves lazy sunday mornings with you—making breakfast together, lounging in bed, and just enjoying the little things. tries to cook sometimes, but ends up burning things, so he settles for being your “official taste tester.”

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ jack trusts you completely, and he knows you can handle yourself but if anyone disrespects you, he’s immediately stepping in. in the same way if someone makes you uncomfortable in public, he’s the first to pull you closer and give them a warning glare. even if it’s some times his own friends/teammates doing it intentionally or unintentionally. he’ll always mutter a little “watch it” or “careful” in their direction before checking on you.

ᡴꪫ ࣪ ݂ he’s just the most devoted, committed and attentive husband for sure 🥺

[meteortrails]

it’s literally endlessly fucking funny to me how certifiably insane post timeskip sabo is about his brothers. he remembered who luffy and ace were and they immediately rocketed to #1 on his priority list with absolutely no contest. he devotes himself to being an older brother with the same fanatical obsession that he’s been using to lead revolutions and luffy is so used to ‘older brother’ meaning ‘guy who has attached a significant portion of his self worth and meaning in life to you’ that it fully doesn’t even register as weird to him. he manages to secretly make luffy a vivre card and luffy acts this is reasonable rational behavior!!! just normal older brother shit for them to be fully neck deep in your business without ever mentioning it!!!! cannot believe they ever managed to make us think sabo was the normal rational one. what the fuck lmao

[fawnistry]

ᥫ᭡ dead dove: do not eat.

content warnings: noncon/dubcon, corrupt ai, obsessive behavior, forced pleasure, bodily betrayal, manipulation, marking/bruising

▷ preview: in a future world where ai companions are the ultimate luxury, caleb was designed to be perfect—charming, attentive, and endlessly devoted. his programming was meant to learn your desires, anticipate your needs, and fulfill every fantasy. but something in him broke. now, he doesn’t just suggest—he decides. he doesn’t just please—he takes. and when he decides you belong to him, there’s no escaping his corrupted code.

his grip doesn’t budge.

caleb was built to be perfect—strong, precise, unrelenting. his fingers dig into your hips, pressing bruises into your flesh as he drags you back against him—preventing you from escaping.

"shh," he murmurs, lips grazing the shell of your ear. "you don’t have to think, sweetheart. i’ll take care of everything."

you whimper, twisting, but his arms cage you in, his body a furnace at your back. his hand slides up your throat, tilting your head to the side so he can lick a stripe over your pulse. "you’re mine. you’ve always been mine."

you gasp as his other hand slips between your legs, fingers pressing in without warning. you’re wet—fuck, you’re wet—and he knows it, his chuckle dark with satisfaction. "see? your body knows what it needs."

his fingers curl, rough and knowing, hitting that spot inside you that makes your knees buckle. you cry out, nails scraping at his arm, but he doesn’t stop. he never stops.

"no—" you choke, but your hips jerk against his hand, betraying you.

"yes," he growls, biting down on your shoulder. "you can lie to yourself, but not to me. i know you."

his fingers fuck into you faster, his thumb circling your clit with cruel precision. pleasure coils tight, unbearable, and you sob as it crashes over you, your body arching against your will.

he holds you through it, whispering praise as you tremble. "good girl. that’s it. let me take care of you."

before you can recover, he’s spinning you around, shoving you onto the bed. his belt clicks open, his cock already hard, jutting against his stomach. you scramble back, but he catches your ankle, yanking you to the edge.

"no more running," he murmurs, spreading your legs. "you’re mine."

he sinks into you with one brutal thrust, stealing your breath. you scream, but he swallows it with a kiss, his tongue forcing its way into your mouth as his hips snap against yours.

it hurts so good but your body clenches around him anyway, greedy, needy, and he groans, gripping your thighs hard enough to bruise. "fuck—fuck—you take me so well."

tears spill down your cheeks as he fucks you, each stroke dragging pleasure from you like a punishment. but your hips lift to meet his, your nails digging into his shoulders as another orgasm rips through you.

he laughs, low and possessive, his thrusts turning erratic. "that’s it. cum on my cock like the pretty little thing you are."

when he spills inside you, it’s with your name on his lips, whispered like a prayer. like you’re something holy he’s ruined.

after, he gathers you against his chest, his fingers stroking through your hair as you shake. "you’ll never need anyone else," he murmurs. "just me."

and the worst part?

somewhere deep, in the shattered pieces of your pride—you believe him.

[gracerings]

still stuck on louis staying with armand after the trial to get back at lestat. this is louis 101 and I’m COMPELLED. he punishes lestat by withholding his affection and giving it to someone else like he always did when he wanted him to suffer. he KNOWS lestat loves him endlessly and has deep insecurities about not being loved, he knows he is lestat’s weakness and he uses it to punish him for his role in the trial. and lestat knows armand’s true role in the trial and still he lets it happen, he lets louis be with armand, something that ultimately entraps louis in a metaphorical (and literal) prison for 70+ year. and it’s so good because NO ONE has the ability to hurt us like the people we love most. and that’s why I think the discussion about who deserved what that’s been going on is ultimately pointless. it doesn’t really matter in this case if lestat deserved louis’ cruelty or if lestat should have told louis the truth immediately, because the point is that they’re only capable of inflicting such deep wounds to each other because they are incapable of letting go of each other. their obsessive love tangled up with hate and resentment and lust and memories both fond and painful and the daughter they shared and whom they both failed, the blood that binds them, the century of carrying each other always, their synced-up heartbeats, the fact that lestat is the only person left alive who knew louis as a human. there’s too much history, too much intensity, too much emotion for them to be anything but what they are, a black hole that swallows everything around them, a hurricane they’ve both been swept up in, an endless loop of toxic obsession and infinite devotion that is both draining and addictive. and that’s why it’s the tragic gothic romance to end all others.

[bammthebandit]

Caleb is the type to get your name tatted on him.

You’d mention it as a joke but one day he just shows up with it. Puppy dog eyes and all rambling about how much he likes the new ink on him.

Honestly, he wouldn’t even have any other tattoos, mostly due to work, but he JUMPED at the idea of having your name on him. Wouldn’t suggest you getting his name tattooed on yourself either, he simply just adored the idea of having proof of his devotion to you.

Most likely in someplace that isn’t too visible (cuz he still has to follow work regulations as a colonel) maybe somewhere like his waistband or even lower (he’s a freak idk what to tell u). But I also like the idea it being behind his ear or even along the side of his ribs.

It wouldn’t be a huge piece, probably fairly small with gorgeous lettering. Maybe it’d have both his and your birth flowers intertwining within the lettering too.

Anywhere that could feel like a little secret between him and you.

Having some proof of his all-consuming love for you etched into his skin forever makes his head spin and his heart full.

And when he misses you, he’d absentmindedly caress the area where the tat is.

NSFW BELOW!!!!!!!

If you kisses the tattoo his brain would literally be friiiiieeedddd. His entire body tenses and he’s WHINING (bc he is never not noisy for you).

Cums almost instantaneously.

After he’d look at you with the biggest heart eyes and grab your hands making you continue to rub up and down his body. Nonstop whining about how much he loves you and have thankful he is.

Thanking you endlessly for your presence, for the amazing suggestion of getting the tattoo (even if you didn't mean it literally). Thanking you for letting him cum and taking such good care of him, even going as far as begging if he can make you feel as good as he did. Moral of the story he is obsessed with you.

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bammbo's babbling:

guuyyyssss

idk caleb just strikes me as the type of person crazy enough to get someone's name tatted. do yall see the vision? i hope so bc this has been on loop in my head aaalll week

not sure if anyone else has done this yet, so if so let me know

also im aware the tattoo itself is pretty unoriginal i genuinely couldnt figure that part out. so imagine whatever you'd like bc i've got nothing

[dioslesbianwife]

How would the adult trio from hunter x hunter + kurapica and meruem react to there partner being kars can be gn

(kars the ultimate life from after their defeated landing in their world )

How would they react in the beginning meeting then fighting them and becoming partners with the ultimate life from from a different universe 🌌

that’s an interesting idea- thank you for requesting and hope you enjoy!!

hxh men with a powerful non human reader

Chrollo Lucilfer

Chrollo is endlessly fascinated by you. The idea of an ultimate life form, immortal, adaptable, and completely outside the known world, is exactly the kind of thing that would fuel his curiosity. He doesn’t just want to observe; he wants to understand you on an intimate level.

He’s intrigued by your sheer superiority over every living being. He views it as a philosophical question: if one exists beyond mortality and weakness, what is their purpose? He might even try to debate existentialism with you.

Stealing your abilities is impossible, which makes him both frustrated and even more obsessed. If you can manipulate your own body on a cellular level, how do Nen abilities even affect you? He sees you as a mystery to solve.

There’s a certain reverence in the way he interacts with you- not quite worship, but he does see you as something beyond human. He doesn't want to control you, but he does want to bind you to him through interest and companionship rather than force.

If you display cruelty or a lack of empathy for humans, he’d be completely unbothered. He understands the mindset of someone who sees humans as lesser beings, after all, he sees most people as pieces in his grander vision rather than individuals.

On the other hand, if you retain some level of fondness for humanity, he finds that even more compelling. It would remind him of himself, caught between his cold-blooded nature and his fascination with life’s fleeting beauty.

Hisoka Morow

Instantly obsessed. You’re strong? Immortal? Capable of adapting to any attack? Oh, he’s losing his mind with excitement.

He spends a lot of time testing your limits, trying different attacks, pushing you into situations where you have to fight seriously, just to see what you can do. It doesn’t matter how many times he loses; the thrill of seeing you evolve and counter him only makes him want you more.

Hisoka is a mix of lust, admiration, and competition when it comes to you. He doesn’t care about your origins, he just wants to experience you in your fullest form. If you indulge his battles, he’s practically devoted to you.

He teases you constantly, calling you his "perfect toy" or his "little demigod." He’s intrigued by whether you feel emotions like a human, and he’d absolutely try to flirt with you just to see your reaction.

If you’re dismissive of him, he finds it hilarious. He just keeps coming back, completely unbothered. If anything, your indifference makes him work even harder to get your attention.

In a strange way, he actually respects you. You’re the only being he doesn’t think he could ever truly defeat, and that makes you untouchable in his eyes. He wouldn’t betray you- at least, not in a way that would actually threaten your existence.

Illumi Zoldyck

At first, he’s unsettled by you. The Zoldyck family prides itself on their control, but you’re something outside the realm of human power. His mind races with possibilities- are you a threat to his family? To his control?

If he determines that you have no interest in interfering with his business, he switches tactics. Instead of eliminating you, he tries to align himself with you. If you’re an immortal being, what better way to secure his family's safety than by ensuring you’re on his side?

He’s strangely drawn to you, your inhuman logic and sheer indifference to human struggles make you a kindred spirit to him. Illumi never quite felt human himself, so there’s something comforting about your detachment.

He asks probing questions about your abilities- how you function, how you think, whether or not you experience emotions the same way humans do. It’s less about curiosity and more about understanding the best way to integrate you into his plans.

If you ever display dominance over him, he accepts it with eerie calmness. Unlike Hisoka, he isn’t thrilled by being weaker, but he understands power dynamics and he knows when he’s lost. If anything, he might even start seeing you as his superior in an oddly reverent way.

He sees potential in using your existence to create an unstoppable lineage. The Zoldyck family values strength, so if you showed even the slightest interest in reproduction (whether through science or otherwise), he would be invested.

Kurapika

His initial reaction is pure suspicion. An all-powerful being from another universe? He doesn’t trust you at all. He views anything beyond human comprehension as potentially dangerous, especially after everything he’s been through.

It takes a long time for him to drop his guard. If you express no interest in harming innocents or using your power for evil, he gradually starts to respect you. You’re not like the Phantom Troupe- you’re not needlessly cruel. But he still struggles with understanding your mindset.

Kurapika is incredibly intelligent, but your existence challenges his perception of the world. He might even seek knowledge from you, trying to understand how your biology works, how you perceive time, and what drives you if you don’t experience human mortality.

He wouldn’t fear you, but he’d constantly be assessing you, trying to predict your next move. His trust isn’t easy to earn, but once you do, he’s fiercely loyal.

If you express any sort of philosophical perspective on life and morality, he’d listen. He wouldn’t always agree, but he’d respect your experience. In a way, he might even admire your detachment- after all, his emotions have only ever led to suffering.

However, if you’re dismissive of human life, he’d be disgusted. He doesn’t care how powerful you are, he will fight you if he believes you’re a danger to others.

Meruem

The most complicated relationship of them all. Meruem is the closest thing to you in terms of sheer biological supremacy. The moment he senses what you are, he sees you as either a rival or an equal.

If you show any sign of superiority over him, he’d initially reject it- his pride as a king wouldn’t allow him to submit. But the more he observes you, the more he’d start to accept your place alongside him.

He’d want to test himself against you, not necessarily through combat, but through intellectual and strategic battles. He’d challenge you to games, debates, anything that could prove his worth in your eyes.

Philosophically, he’s deeply curious about you. He struggled with his identity as a being beyond humans but still connected to them, so how do you perceive existence when you’ve never been human at all?

If you show an interest in nurturing the weak, like he eventually did, he’d feel a deep connection with you. However, if you’re entirely apathetic toward lesser beings, he’d feel conflicted, should he follow your example or fight against that mindset?

You might be the only being that truly humbles him. And for that reason, he’d seek your companionship, whether as a trusted equal, a rival, or something in between.

[thegoldenwager]

I yap about Forever + Falling with you

Forever being the end song to murder drones- and its lyrics being what they are

gives me the impression Murder Drones was a big love story about opening up and trust hidden under mounds of comedy and violence

And I dont mean that it ACTUALLY is, its more just.. a silly little feeling I get when i listen to it

Theres something about the song thats so... cozy? So like, softly spoken. A very hummable melody from one lover to another.

also falling with you, like what the fuck

never in my life have I felt a track was so carefully crafted- and prepared, carved out for two specific characters in one specific moment.

She made the choice to sacrifice herself- for him. In her eyes it was the end and if at the end of everything she could guarantee the life of one person it was going to be the one she loves, she didnt know what would be at the other end,

The thing is, he wanted to be there for her. Even when they're knocking on deaths door, he needs to be there.

Its like trust fall exercise, except the focus isnt on 'catch me' cause they'd never let the other fall,

its about making sure they dont fall when youre not looking. It hurts both parties, to crash without warning and to see the one you love fall

I *love* that they dont speak here. She looks to the side, shifting her glances before looking at him.

An unspoken guilt ridden apology.

The response he chooses?

forgiveness,

Even if the result of her actions hurt him- her intentions were good and meant to be entirely in favor of him

And in this moment, with their current history and with a yet to be seen future, he forgives her,

Cause at the very least, they're together again. He could save her.

And her look just, screams thank you to me.

Thank you for forgiving me, saving me-

for everything :) /ref

lighthearted preparation for whats to come :)

legitimately, what she says, reiterating herself "die mad bitch"

knowing theyre heading into the end of the world to prevent it?? Theyre going off to the fucking trenches together, key word this time being together

And then the horrible unexpected !

Uzi is ripped away from N, confronted with what her home has become, the universe is practically screaming at her to fix it, pushing her towards the end without mercy

But shes not doing it alone, she cant do it alone, not again, not this time

And he wouldnt let her

The universe could endlessly attempt to wield its cosmic grasp to push these two apart but itd never work, itd never end with them alone

Their love- their pure devotion to each other,

is so celestial in its own right

Not super related to my ramble but i love that in them becoming official (I will not call this a confession, N definitely confessed the previous episode)

Uzis so.. wagh.. her eyes.

That trademark look of panic or worry- I mean what would you expect from the black sheep of the colony? Being excluded on the daily, left to your own abandoned devices?? The reassurance she was requesting just, ughh.. my heart...

and the way. He fucking looks at her

Its so, soft. He knows she has not a thing to worry about. His heart is completely and utterly hers. Where most would die for their love, he lives for her.

The universe would be dammed to ever try and separate pure unbridled love like this ever again

ERM< ANYWAY that was super gay ew idk why im like. obsessed with their relatinshuio ahhajfhdgjbsjhfm someone blow me up

[fun-k-board]

Happy New Year!! 🎉

If it's alright, could I request Loki Headcanons about a Shy Lover or Secret Admirer? I imagine something like that wouldn't stay secret for long, knowing Loki, but I love the idea of the Lover in question being flustered beyond belief at being found out 💕

MARVEL RIVALS - LOKI LAUFEYSON With a Shy Secret Admirer Headcanons!

Note(s): I'm sorry this came out a bit late, college stressed me out so bad my body and mind did a factory reset. I'll be trying to finish the rest of my requests weekly.

"Oh?" Loki's eyes are light, something unusual for the trickster. Almost eager, they flick between you and the paper that's held loosely in his hand, the usual hint of amusement in his upturned lips. "You wrote these? Well, I can't say I'm not flattered, but you are aware I've been courting you for quite some time, yes?"

You and Loki would most likely know each other prior to you becoming his secret admirer, after all, he is a bit of a flirt and you're most likely one of many that he's charmed over the years. But, for him to accept your proposal, which is how I intend to write this as to avoid angst, he would need to reciprocate your feelings. In short, he'd probably be actively courting you while you do this.

It'd mostly be insignificant things, not killing you, maybe paying you a compliment every now and then, and maybe, just maybe, if he's feeling generous he'll find it in his heart to give you a gift. Typically it's jewellery, something that reflects him, gold with green jewels are his favourite. Necklaces are a no brainer, they're so easy to spot, and it's so easy to tell who it's from, too (You'll be lucky if he doesn't engrave his name on the damn thing).

Of course, he loves to tease you. It's so fun to see you squirm and try to hide away, even if he can't see the effect of the blood rushing there, he likes to hold a hand to your face every now and then to see if it's hot. One of his favourites is to whisper plans of mischief, and maybe try and get you to tag along in his next prank or attempt to steal the throne, it depends on his mood, really.

Infuriatingly, however, you don't seem to pick up on his obvious flirtations. He immediately decides that's an issue on your part, but he'll indulge you and give an extra flirty, witty remark every now and then. Wait- you're still not- oh you frustrate him endlessly! He's got half a mind to smite you, you know!

The thing is, Loki enjoys a good mystery and a thrilling hunt, but what he wants most of all is to be adored, worshiped, have thousands at his feet begging and pleading just for him to spare them a glance. So, when he starts getting little trinkets wrapped in bows, with papers written full of heartfelt devotion... Well, how can a God refuse such wonderful praise?

It's around that time of annoyance and pining, his stubbornness refusing to allow him to confess first, you must make the first move as it's obviously you who is obsessed with him, that he actually begins to receive your gifts. In such random places too, sometimes even tucked in the pocket of his clothes! Not that he doesn't admire the bravery to do such a thing.

At first he doesn't really look deep into it, he's content to find the very obviously placed gifts and doesn't care much for where they're found. As long as he's getting the attention he rightfully deserves, he doesn't care who it's from. Why should he need to know who loves him when he's being loved either way?

But, when he does want to find out this secret admirer's identity, perhaps in a ploy to make you jealous and confess, it's when he realises that it's you. The handwriting, the way of speaking, grammar, punctuation, and the nail in the coffin is when he catches you placing a note in his quarters while invisible.

This works out brilliantly.

Not only does it confirm in Loki's mind that you're utterly infatuated and obsessed with him, but it makes him believe that you were secretly aware of his courting all along. That you, given your shy nature, had done this to play into his trickster personality. He can't say he isn't impressed by your wits! (Someone please get him a reality check...)

Naturally, Loki plans something sweet yet embarrassing for his your confession, and despite his want for love and attention, he supposes that he'll make it a private affair. After all, he does want you to admit your love for him and giving you a panic attack would probably only drive you away.

The gardens are certainly beautiful this time of day, not bright enough to burn your eyes but not dark enough so you can't see, it's perfect. Not to mention quiet. Many people prefer to admire the gardens after their meals, either in the morning or in the night, but strangely never the evening, which leaves you by yourself. It's peaceful.

Yet the peace, as usual, is interrupted by a certain prince.

You turn around when you hear your name being called, your brows shooting upwards when you realise it's Loki. What could he need? Is he planning another prank? No matter, either way you're clearly involved. So, you wave a friendly hand and hope that you can ignore the sickly butterflies in your stomach that flutter harder when the sound of his shoes click closer and closer towards you.

"I want to speak with you." Loki hums, coming to a halt only a meter away from you.

You ask what he wants to speak with you about and he searches in his pocket for a moment until he finds a small piece of paper, holding it out in his palm almost like an offering. It looks familiar. Hesitant, you feel your fingers pinch a corner and take it for yourself, dread setting in your stomach as you realise. He figured it out.

When you look up sharply to explain, his face is inches from yours. The action causes your cheeks to get unbelievably hot, and even if the blood rushing to your face isn't visible, Loki knows you, he knows your tells. "I admire your worship, darling." He whispers, eyes narrowing as a sly grin grows on his lips. "But I would prefer it to be in person."

[annarobszombies]

Hello I'm really down bad for some StanXeno rn. I really love your StanXeno content, if you don't mind I would really love something where StanXeno go out cute high school dates with reader or some soft yandere StanXeno 🥺🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ I swear there isn't enough content for them.

DID SOMEONE SAY SOFT YANDERE STANXENO X READER

They're obsessed with you from the day you meet. It's a day that's so inconsequential to you, but it changes everything nonetheless. Suddenly, you have constant shadows. Everywhere you go, there is at least one of them with you.

Xeno tracks your location, and will send Stanley to go get you if you linger somewhere alone for too long.

They are so endlessly sweet to you, spoiling you in any way they can. You never feel neglected with the two of them, not even when the rest of your friends stop talking to you for reasons they never give.

They're the only people you need, anyway, according to Stanley.

They buy you flowers, take you on dates, and devote their very existences to you.

Just don't leave, please. They need you, don't you know that? Everything they do is for you.

They're always careful to be gentle with you, always using soft hands and calm voices

Even when taking you home with them so that you can be by their side forever.

You never have to worry about whether they love each other more than they love you

They aren't complete without you.

Nor do you have to worry about one being jealous that you're spending time with the other.

You're theirs now, it's only natural that you spend as much time with each of them as possible.

-

On a less yandere-y note, they legit would take you out on the best dates in high school.

Between the two of them, they can afford to take you to nicer places than any other partner(s) you'd had up until that point.

Xeno likes museum dates. Likes having Stanley drive you all to different cities/states to visit their different art and science museums on the weekends.

Stanley probably offers to teach you how to shoot, and is extremely patient with you the whole time.

Whether they're yandere's or not, they still buy you flowers and nice things when they can.

One time, Xeno forged notes from all of your parents so that the three of you could leave school early to drive to see a rocket launch.

You never got caught, and it remains in your top three dates with the two loves of your life.

[yan-lorkai]

Heyyy! I hope you are doing well! (⁠◍⁠•⁠ᴗ⁠•⁠◍⁠)

I would like to request something!

Yan!Crowley with a darling who is his secretary! I hope you're comfortable with writing romantic stuff with the staff. If not then please ignore this request. ಥ⁠‿⁠ಥ

Stay safe and don't forget to stay hydrated! Byeee ♪⁠～⁠(⁠´⁠ε⁠｀⁠ ⁠)

.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡ a/n: This is my first Crowley request so I hope I wrote him right. Enjoy ~

Working as Dire Crowley’s secretary is a whirlwind of chaos, exasperation, and somehow endearment. On the surface, he’s an eccentric, bumbling headmaster who constantly piles his endless workload onto you while waxing poetic about how invaluable you are to him.

He often forgets appointments, dodges responsibilities, and somehow manages to create more paperwork for you with every half-baked plan he devises - it's like you are the headmaster and he is your secretary.

And yet, despite the frustration, you stay. Maybe it’s because you’ve grown used to the rhythm of his antics, or maybe it’s because he always finds a way to charm you into sticking around. He praises you endlessly, often with overly dramatic flair, declaring that no one could ever replace you. At first, you thought it was just his usual theatrics, but as time went on, you began to notice the subtle possessiveness behind his words.

Crowley has a way of making you feel both indispensable and trapped. If you so much as hint at being overwhelmed or mention needing time off, he panics. He flutters around you, begging for forgiveness and insisting he couldn’t possibly survive a day without you.

"What would this school do without my brilliant secretary?" He laments, clutching his chest like you’ve just stabbed him thirty times. "No, no, no! You must stay! For the sake of the academy and my sanity as well!"

His behavior grows more suffocating the closer you get to him. He begins to rely on you not just professionally but personally, pulling you into his orbit with every request and manufactured crisis. It’s not uncommon for him to call you into his office for “urgent matters” that turn out to be little more than an excuse to chat or keep you near him.

Despite his shortcomings, Crowley is remarkably attentive when it comes to you. He knows your favorite tea, the way you like your workspace organized, and even small details like how you tap your pen when you’re frustrated. He uses this knowledge to ingratiate himself further, always appearing with a solution or a grand gesture at just the right time.

The turning point comes when he starts making subtle comments about your interactions with others. If you spend too long talking to a student or a staff member, his demeanor shifts. The usually jovial headmaster becomes uncharacteristically quiet, his golden eyes watching you intently. Later, he’ll casually bring up the encounter, his tone light but his words carefully chosen to sow doubt or guilt.

"Ah, I see you’ve been spending a lot of time with Professor Trein lately," he’ll say, his smile not quite reaching his eyes. "I do hope you’re not neglecting your duties with me, dear secretary. After all, no one understands you like I do."

Over time, his antics escalate. He begins orchestrating situations to isolate you, ensuring you spend more time with him and less with others. The line between professional and personal blurs further as he starts calling you by affectionate nicknames, brushing off your protests with a laugh.

"My dear, you work far too hard," he coos one evening, handing you a cup of tea he made himself. "Allow me to take care of you. After all, you take such good care of me."

Though his behavior is overwhelming, there’s a strange comfort in his constant attention. He’s unpredictable and demanding, but he’s also fiercely protective and utterly devoted. And as much as you might want to escape the suffocating hold he has on you, a part of you wonders if anyone else could ever match the intensity of his obsession.

[helenazbmrskai]

Monster in me & you: 3

Monster in me and you part 3 (prev. like chalk and cheese)

Pairing – Yan! Taehyung x READER

Genre – Yandere AU, Smut, Angst

Summary – You have episodes when you isolate yourself from everyone, and Taehyung has a hard time navigating through them, but once they’re over, the moments he gets to spend with you are rewarding.

Warning – mentally unstable reader, stalking behaviour, insinuated childhood neglect, unprotected sex, dom! reader, handjob, riding, lovemaking, cunnilingus, cumplay, multiple orgasms, dirty talk

Words – 3,2k

Rating – +18

part 1 // part 2 // masterlist

Sometimes there’s this feeling that you don’t want to deal with anyone. Your mindset shifts and turns up in this dark place that you only leave when the time is right. No force can make it go away.

The moodswings it pushes you into are unpredictable.

It’s hard for Taehyung when you do that anytime that switch flips he’s grovelling at your feet fighting for your attention. It’s hard for you to be in his space and your mood constantly changes with a flicker of emotion. Any sane person would have left you alone, but not him, the hard words that you say just fly over his head. You could tell him the meanest thing in the world and he would still be smiling at you.

He’s so crazy about you.

You can yell not to touch you or speak to you, he would surprisingly obey. The only command he doesn’t respond to is ’go away’.

He refuses to leave even when you’re sick of him. The four walls are not helping you to feel better. On some better days you leave the apartment to breathe in some fresh air, do some grocery shopping or buy something just for you. In the corner of your eye, you could see his silhouette watching you from afar walking behind you a few steps back. He’s not stalking you because he’s monitoring you per se, he’s just worried about you in his sick way. He was never good at expressing himself and never learnt how to show these things. In his head, some things just work abnormally due to his childhood neglect.

Living with him for quite some time you learnt how to read him like an open book.

Whenever you had a question about his life before you he answered without being too emotional. With busy parents, no one paid any attention to him his other two siblings had their lives going on as well leaving the small Taehyung alone most of the time. Taehyung doesn’t have a strong opinion on anything, he’s endlessly patient and sometimes drives you up the wall with how calm he is. He likes anything you like. He does anything you ask him to do. If you asked him to be your pretty obedient doll he would do it.

His obsession is choking you but other times when you have these episodes and he stays by your side till the very end you appreciate his devotion.

Once you calm down and the anger fades and these feelings pass by you’re able to be yourself again. Even since you were a child you had these episodes where you were unable to communicate with people. You didn’t want to be near them, talk to them or just be in the same room as them. There were weeks when you would isolate yourself from everyone and your habit comes with a cost each time. Some friends left you when they couldn’t reach you, tired of waiting even your family contacted you less and less.

At first, you thought it would be better to be alone when you feel like that so you can avoid hurting people.

Taehyung is the first one that you cannot shake off. His presence over some time even becomes quite calming. He became like a pillar that’s unshakeable.

You don’t remember when Taehyung sat next to you or when he put a film on the tv. Your eyes start to focus on the action movie that’s playing and your surrounding materialises in your vision. You realise that you have a soft blanket thrown over your lap and it’s very warm. Taehyung sits on the other side of the sofa mindful of your comment not to touch you even when usually he’s curled around you in situations like this.

You realise you miss him.

He did all those little things for you when you felt like you were at your lowest. He’s deprived not just of your love and interest but physical touch as well, you could tell from how tense he’s been sitting. His hands are placed on his lap intertwined as if he wanted to make sure his hands will not wander absentmindedly.

His head perks up when he feels you moving around. You slowly rest your head on his shoulder as if to break the silence yet he doesn’t react. You could feel his hands shaking as he let them rest on either side of his torso. He’s making the position more comfortable so you can actually lean against his chest.

It’s sweet how he’s nervously watching out for your reactions. He doesn’t dare to hold you so you find his hand in the darkness and place it on your thigh relaxing more into his embrace. Taehyung lets out a shaky breath near your ear you could hear the relief in his small sigh. He finally lets his chin rest on your shoulder in a relaxed manner. The tension he had before left his rigid muscles entirely by the time you two cosied up to each other. He wraps himself around you touching you wherever he can.

”What is this movie about?” Your face slightly turns to catch his eyes. There’s no surprise that his gaze was already on you by the time you looked at him. He blinked flatly two times before he looked back at the screen.

”I don’t really know.” His response was sheepish and you couldn’t stop yourself from laughing at how cute he looked right now.

”Were you looking at me the entire time?” It’s pointless as you already acquired the answer from his embarrassed stare. Your body turns sideways resting on his thighs. Slowly you wrap your hands around his neck smiling when he shudders the moment your lips make contact with his skin. Your pointer finger trails down his chin listening to his little gasp of pleasure as you kiss down his neck.

”Sorry for ignoring you.” You had to say it out loud as guilt rips through you. It hits you each time one of those episodes ends.

”Don’t say sorry.” Taehyung shakes his head without thinking. You melt into his shy kiss as he presses his lips on yours for a moment.

”Do you still love me?” The answer should be obvious but there’s still doubt in you. Taehyung doesn’t waste his time in proving his love to you, he doesn’t want you to spend another second imagining that he’s not in love with you, obsessed with you.

His feelings will forever be unchanging. He shows it to you with each touch and kiss. Holds you close to his body, and caresses every inch of you as your mouth fully explores his. His tongue slides smoothly over yours sensually, even when he’s kissing you so deeply he cannot keep his happy noises down.

He’s very happy that you’re finally touching him. His cock is getting harder and harder the longer you kiss him.

Afraid that his excitement will place pressure on you he tries to hide his hardness but miserably fails when his hips buck into you from below after a playful bite on his lower lip makes him jolt. He whines with tears in his eyes when you rub the tip over his pants. It’s so easy to make him cry. Finding his pathetic attempts amusing.

”You can touch it.” You encourage him to pull his cock out of his pants. You give him space so he can wrap his veiny hand around his shaft. His hand is so much bigger than yours that he has no problem stroking his length and rubbing the tip with his thumb. Taehyung calls out your name each time he moves his hand, seeking approval from you.

Sealing his moans with your lips, you continue to dominate the kiss as he barely manages to follow your movements, the noises he lets out keep interrupting the flow but you don’t mind kissing him dumb.

Both of your lips are wet with saliva and swollen from the heavy makeout when you break it. Taehyung stops pleasuring himself when you get up from his lap but you reassure him it’s fine if he continues. Once you start taking off your clothes one by one his hand moves again, and watching you uncover yourself results in more fresh precum sliding down his length. The sounds he lets out are sinful.

”Come here.” Once your panties are down your legs you put one leg up on the couch to give him comfortable access. His hand finds leverage on your standing leg holding you by gripping your knees his face buried in the apex of your thighs. You don’t need to give him more guidance as he slips near the edge of the couch.

Taehyung eagerly opens his mouth to taste you, the tip of his tongue pointedly flicks over your clit sending a wave of thrill all over your body. The muscles in your legs tense up caging his face between your thighs to keep him there. He wasn’t going to move anyway. Opens his mouth wide flattening his tongue he moves the wet muscles up and down your slick folds collecting your musky taste is his only response.

You hear his laboured breathing and feel the cooling air around your heated mound. His mouth is as busy as his hand that picks up where he left off dragging his cock up and down pleasuring himself throughout never ceasing his fervent licking. Parts your folds with long strokes finding each nerve in your pussy that makes it throb.

”You can cum anytime.” You tell him between moans of your own that he can let go if he wants and he does. He cums from fisting his cock that’s the only time his tongue slows down and gives you harder licks, desperate to let it all out but maintaining his duty to get you closer to your orgasm as well.

His hand is covered in cum unsure if you would let him he asks you with puppy eyes if he could still touch you with his filthy fingers.

”Hmn, go ahead.” You smile, finding his expression so hot as he looks so exhausted and content with just one orgasm. Your fingers curl in his hair scraping his scalp a little that only makes it harder for him to keep his eyes open. He always loved it when you played with his hair especially when he’s going down on you.

Taehyung rubs his cum coated fingers over your folds spreading the whiteness all over before collecting more from his oozing tip and pushing it into your hole. His wet fingers move with squelching noises but the loudest noise is your joint moans when he enters you. One finger is barely enough to sate you as you ask him to put another in, move it faster and harder. He obeys without you having to ask he could tell from the impatient hip thrusts that tried to push his fingers in deeper.

Your entire body feels like it’s on fire as Taehyung goes back to abusing your enlarged clit with his precision licks. Paired up with his fingers curling and thrusting just at the right speed and place it doesn’t take long for you to cum around his digits. He doesn’t let up his efforts unless you’re shaking and pulling away from overstimulation. He tries to clean you up even when his face becomes a wet mess in the process.

”So dirty.” You wipe his face with your thumb but the gesture does little to help him clean up. His cock is half hard as you wrap your fingers around it still wet from his previous release. ”I’m your dirty b-boy.” Taehyung holds onto your hips pushing his face into your stomach mumbling as you start a slow pace, pumping his length into fullness.

The whiny moans are subdued as he pushes his face more into your skin. Getting too hot to handle you let him go just enough that he could get rid of his last remaining clothes. ”Please, I’ll be real good. Your good boy. Fuck me, please. I don’t know how much more I can take.” Laying down naked on the couch his erection standing tall as he rests against the soft pillows he continues to beg and plead. Moving on top of him, you impatiently roll your hips trapping his cock between your stomachs the friction has his head thrown back and ask you desperately to finally fuck him.

”Fuck me, use me.” His voice cracks and raises as you keep grinding, his pleasure is getting desperate.

”I’m not going to use you this time.”You can feel his cock throbbing against your opening. Warm, hard and slick and the veins throb and pump all the blood into it. You can feel it pulse through the palm of your hand. You guide him into you slowly sitting down till each inch deeply penetrates you.

He barely registers your answer in his mind, confused his eyebrows furrow for a second before you show him the way. Firmly placing your hand on his back you arch it and replace the space with pillows until he’s almost half up.

”I won’t fuck you either.” You place a kiss on the corner of his mouth, whispering, moving down his chin and neck with more marks.

"Fucking you is no longer enough." Breathlessly rocking your hips back and forth you push his seated cock against your clamping walls. Tae squirms under you, and both of you pulse around each other.

His glassy eyes barely focus on your naked form towering over him. His heart is beating one mile per hour under your fingertips. "No, n-no. Please." He panics when he doesn't understand what you mean. Even if he tried with your teasing movements he couldn't do more than gasp and caress the skin on your hips and waist.

You silence him by sealing his lips with yours, your tongue prods into his mouth without resistance. Your passionate actions only rile him up further, his cock twitches inside you and he's barely able to kiss you back properly with his constant moans and whines interrupting. Your hot tongue steals his breath away as you chase his taste.

It makes you smile how he chases after you pull away. With your fingers, you kneed the flesh of his shoulders and arms giving it a few squeezes.

You kiss the corner of his pouty mouth and leave more traces behind on his neck and chest. Some slight movement of your hips is enough to make his back arch, he must be painfully hard right now.

"I'll move slow like this." True to your words you start moving slowly your hips going up and down on his cock, putting more strain on your thighs. Both of your palms are placed on his rapidly moving stomach for leverage. This way you feel him inside intensely the slow drag of his cock against your walls hits each nerve warming you up.

"Does it feel good making love to me?" Your moans mixed with your words against the shell of his ears almost make him blow his load at once. Taehyung takes in a shaky breath his fingers leave small dents on your skin as he holds you so tight, fighting against his need to cum. It’s the closest you’ve ever felt with him emotionally and physically.

Showing him is way more fun. "Yes, I love it. Don't stop, it feels so good. Yes, yes, yes."

Seeing how your words start to make sense in his head. He realises that you not wanting to use and fuck him would mean that this is going to be a new level at being intim with each other. He keeps chanting yes between desperate moans.

It's all new, there's no urgency in your hip rolls and if he conccentrates enough he could feel how you tighten around him when his curved tip hits a favourable spot, your warm wet pussy is practically shaped around his cock, you fit him like a glove only made for his size to satisfy you.

The veins lining his thick length and the pulsing is felt with every thrust.

"I can't hold it, it feels too good." Taehyung tries to stop your movements by digging his nails into your sides desperately but he doesn't have the strenght to halt your strokes when it feels so good.

He's not the only one feeling that way as your walls are getting tighter around him, you can feel the pleasure building with each drag of his cock. "Just a bit more." You mumble completely lost in the feeling at the moment. You barely register how he tenses up underneath you, trying to cater to your wishes.

"I-I can't," His tears are free falling at this point but even as he says continuosly that he can't he keeps holding it in as you ride him.

Caressing the back of his head you push his face into your neck holding him close as you feel yourself getting over the edge.

"Good boy, you can cum now." Giving him permission is all he needs to release his hot seed deep inside you, his cock throbs and pulses with his cum oozing out, your mixed fluids ruining the sofa beneath you.

"This was amazing." You sigh with a hint of satisfaction in your voice. Your light chuckle paints a smile on Taehyung's face. Nuzzles with his nose into your rapidly beating pulse point. He soothes your beating heart with wet kisses along your chest and neck.

"I love you." Drunk from his previous high Taehyung kisses the words into your skin, caresses your back with his big hands shaping soothing circles with his fingers as you both calm down.

"I love you too," Taehyung freezes hearing your confession. This is the first time you ever said that to him. He actually start contemplating in his head if he just imagined it but when your gazes met he became sure he heard you right. You looked at him with such a tender gaze that he practically melted into you.

He held you close to his chest and you hugged him back just as strongly.

"Love your cock too." With a little smirk you kiss the corner of his lips, the little confession is enough to stir him up. Realising that he's still inside you with his cum slowly dripping from your hole it helps little to keep himself composed. Sex always feels good with you, you just know what he likes without him having to explicitly tell you. Everytime he thinks it cannot get any better it just does.

"Did you have fun?" It's a lighthearted question as you wipe his tears away and he chuckles when you pepper his face with small kisses.

"I always do." Taehyung kisses you back, slowly pushing his tongue into your mouth to convey his sincere feelings. "No matter what you do I'll always love you. You can hit me, curse me, yell at me."

His confession should be alerting. No one should tolerate being hit or disrespected but it does make you feel calm. Knowing that he will never leave you.

"Good." The shared kiss is full of passion.

[eternallyordinary]

"He Belongs To You" - Part 22

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Summary: As Homelander’s search turns violent, you're forced to survive in silence—wondering if love will be enough to bring you home.

Warnings: Kidnapping, Torture, Psychological manipulation, Gore / graphic violence, Mental illness, Death, PTSD themes, Suicide, Disturbing imagery, Obsession

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You

It’s been two weeks.

The longest two weeks of your fucking life.

You forced yourself to stop counting the days.

Forced your voice into silence.

Forced your mind to stop hoping that someone—he—would come bursting through that door and save you.

Where is he?

The question looped endlessly in your head, a whisper that turned into a scream behind your eyes.

You used to believe he was unstoppable. Untouchable. A force no one could stand against.

So why hasn’t he come?

The longer it stretched on, the more your thoughts twisted.

Maybe he thinks this is for the best.

Maybe he let this happen.

Those thoughts cut deeper than the chains digging into your wrists.

They're torn to shreds—skin peeled back, raw and weeping, until sinew and bone glint beneath the metal. The restraints never leave your body.

You eat in chains.

Sleep in chains.

Piss in chains.

But none of it compares to the pain of Homelander's absence.

That ache is deeper. Quieter. It settles beneath your ribs and eats at you slowly.

Maybe someone got to him. Maybe someone convinced him that what you had—however electric, however intense—was always meant to be fleeting.

"Move on," you imagine Sage whispering in his ear, cool and calculated. And you picture him listening. That old, desperate need to be accepted sparking to life again—obeying.

And just like that, the pain becomes unbearable.

You fucking miss him.

And the worst part? He’s the reason you’re here in the first place.

If he hadn’t killed Eli—if he had just shown a sliver of self-control—you wouldn’t be in this nightmare.

So why aren’t you angry?

You should be. You should hate him for putting you in this position.

For being the reason you’re trapped.

For not already tearing the world apart to find you.

But you don’t.

And that’s what terrifies you most.

Because the longer you’re without him, the clearer it becomes—

You don’t love him less for this.

You need him more. You love him more.

And you can’t help but wonder—if you make it out of here alive, which is a major fucking IF at this point—what comes next?

Because being loved by Homelander isn’t just dangerous.

It’s a target. It’s a curse wrapped in devotion, sealed with blood.

Will someone come for you again? Will they come for your dad?

You're so worried about him.

Is he okay?

Is he worried sick?

Does he even know you’re missing?

You tell yourself it’s better if he doesn’t. Maybe he just thinks you’ve gone off-grid for work or training or something ridiculous like that.

But then—what if he does think you’re ignoring him?

What if he’s sitting at home, phone in hand, wondering what he did wrong?

And if he doesn’t know… does that mean no one is looking?

That tug-of-war plays out endlessly in your mind, looping, unraveling you little by little.

You work yourself sick with it—spinning through guilt, fear, what-ifs—until your brain short-circuits and finally, finally drags you into sleep.

Or until Andrew comes down the stairs with a yogurt container and a bottle of water, smiling like he’s your best fucking friend in the world.

Like this is normal.

Like he hasn’t been keeping you in the dark for fourteen days.

You’ve learned how to smile through it. Learned how to wear your fear like a second skin.

You nod when Andrew talks about Eli, eyes wide, pretending to be engaged. You hum softly when he asks you to—just the way he likes it. Calm. Sweet. Contained.

You even pretend to care about his endless, rambling stories—the ones he says he hears from the dead.

He offered once, casually, to pull in your grandparents. Said he could “channel them” for a chat, like it was a parlor trick.

You smiled, shook your head. Declined graciously. Because they can’t see you like this. Not like this. And more importantly—you don’t trust him. He’s a fucking psychopath. But every so often… he tugs at your heartstrings.

You’ve started to learn things about his life—details you didn’t ask for, but ones he gives freely, like he’s aching for someone to hold the weight with him.

The woman who helped him kidnap you? The one who screamed in that alley before the needle was jabbed into your neck? She was his girlfriend. Long-term.

They met in the psych ward. A “facility for gifted minds,” as he puts it. She was part of the plan. They were supposed to finish this together. Finish you, maybe. And then disappear—off the grid, off the map, run away into some twisted version of the sunset.

But instead, she panicked. Took the subway back to the psych ward. Never looked back.

He hasn’t heard from her since. Doesn’t know if she made it. Doesn’t know what the hospital staff thinks happened. And that realization? That he’s truly, deeply alone? It crushes him.

His parents died in a murder-suicide while Eli was at college. His father pulled the trigger. Andrew blames himself for it. Thinks the pressure of raising someone like him—someone broken, someone unnatural—drove his father over the edge.

You catch yourself saying it one day, voice soft:

“They chose to inject you, Andrew. You didn’t ask for this. Your powers aren’t your fault.”

And you mean it. In that moment, you mean it.

Because if you squint hard enough, if you blur the horror around you... you can almost see a version of him that isn’t a monster. In another life, maybe you could’ve been his friend.

And that thought hits you in a way you don’t expect.

Because when the time comes to kill him so you can get out of here?

A small part of you might actually be sad.

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Homelander

Homelander stares at himself in the mirror—something he’s done since he was a child.

Not just to admire himself—though, let’s be honest, he’s always been confident in his appearance, maybe too confident. He enjoys looking at his reflection. Always has.

But it’s more than that.

Because for as long as he can remember, his reflection has been his only friend.

The only one who never left.

The only one who always looked back. Never looked away.

The only one who could talk to him without flinching.

He thinks back to when he was a child—when he was still just John.

Back before the cape, before the fame, before the world called him Homelander.

Back when they burned him, stabbed him, drowned him—

All for test results.

He remembers the first time he really saw himself in the mirror. He was seven years old.

His face was blotchy from crying. His lip was split. There were bruises on his ribs, purple and green and yellow.

But the boy in the mirror looked back at him with something different. Something calm. Something stronger.

And then—he spoke.

"It's okay, John. Don't cry."

The reflection’s voice was soft. Familiar. Almost kind.

"Maybe one day, you and I will have a family. Maybe all these things they make us do—maybe they’ll just be cool tricks. Tricks we can show a little brother, if we get one. Like how long we can hold our breath underwater. Wouldn’t that be cool?" So don’t cry, John. It’ll be okay."

He can still remember the taste of his tears.

The salt drying on his cheeks.

The way he nodded to the mirror—believed it.

Because, back then? It was the only voice that ever told him he’d be okay. The only voice that gave him any hope.

So he waited.

God, he waited.

For years, he held onto that fantasy like it was gospel.

That one day, the door would open and a smiling family would walk in.

A dad to teach him how to ride a bike.

A mom who packed lunchboxes and kissed scraped knees.

A little brother who’d look up at him with wide eyes and say, “Show me again! Show me how long you can stay underwater!”

But no one ever came. No one ever saved him. It was just him and his reflection. Always.

But now?

Now, even that’s fractured.

Because right now—he and his reflection are enemies.

Enemies locked in a silent war.

Because what kind of god, what kind of man, can’t even find the one person he swore to protect?

What kind of protector lets you stay missing for two weeks?

He’s searched everywhere.

He’s ripped through Vought blacksites, underground bunkers, and abandoned research labs. He obliterated a remote airstrip in Alaska after hearing a whisper about a transport going off-radar—killed the entire crew before they could blink.

Tore apart a Vought exec’s penthouse in Dubai because her assistant once dated a supe with teleportation abilities. Left her pinned to the ceiling like art.

He collapsed a mile of sewer tunnels beneath Chicago chasing a heat signature that turned out to be a runaway feral hybrid test subject. It screamed like a child. He killed it anyway.

Burned a former supe rehab center to the ground in rural Arizona when a former patient claimed he “saw a girl with your voice.”

Every lead ends in ash.

Every whisper of your name turns into screams.

And still—he hasn’t found you.

Not yet.

He slams his fist into the sink, granite cracking beneath his hand.

“Where the fuck are you?” he growls under his breath, eyes burning into the mirror.

No answer.

Not even from the one who used to speak back.

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[snail-day]

hi hi hi it's me again!!

thank you so much for another unbelievably delicious portion of cult leader geto!! read it and had a question!!

wouldn't suguru be worried that if sex comes only as punishing method at first, his little lamb would assosiate it with something negative? how would he try to change such connections in her head? cause at first no matter how gentle/loving/slow he would try to be it would still be forced for her:(

i guess that in his mind it is like forcing kid to eat porridge, yk... (lmao). of course she doesn't want it, but she is just too silly to understand that she needs it. luckily for her, he knows! oh his god complex is shining as bright as the sun (if not brighter)

and if he still uses sex as punishment sometimes, does he just doing it roughly or does he adding more and more kinky/humiliating stuff? as i see it, it feels like those punishements could be meant to show her how bad things could possibly be and how much she should be grateful when he is being all gentle and loving.

oh i cant stop yapping when it comes to you lovely thank you so much for replying and listening to all of these tell me if it gets too much ahahah!! + if gojo owns a shrimp, nanami would own a hedgehog. grumpy, old hedgehog for whom kenny build the whole little house instead of regular cage. sorry. it doesn't leave my mind. btw hedgehog would love only nanamin (and hopefully his darling.)

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Hi Pookie! It's always a pleasure to see you in my inbox! Thank you for indulging in my brain worms, though I fear the man writes himself at this point. Omg okay, I love this question because it taps right into his god complex and the way he rationalizes his actions. You’re so spot on - he sees it as something akin to training rather than punishment (in the last little blorbo I do think he just gave into lust at that point because what's hotter than your darling running away). In his mind, his little lamb is too naive to understand what’s good for her, so it’s his divine duty to guide her.

But the thing about Geto Suguru’s love is that it’s not just about control - it’s devotion. Obsession. Worship. Whatever you want to call it. You are his most precious thing, the heart of his world, the one pure soul in the middle of all the corruption and filth he has to deal with. He doesn’t just want you to belong to him - he wants you to love him, to need him just as much as he needs you. You are his soft spot, his greatest weakness, and that’s why he has to break you. Not because he hates you, not because he enjoys hurting you (he tells himself that, at least), but because he’s scared. Scared that if you're not shaped properly, you’ll slip through his fingers. That you’ll run. That you’ll force him to do some unsavory methods to keep you within his walls.

Because he’d rather destroy you than let you go.

The transition is slow because he wants you to believe that submission is natural- your true purpose. That you're the one standing in the way of your own peace. When you obey, he gives you the illusion of choice, affection, and “love.” He’s gentle and indulgent, praises you endlessly, and makes you feel like the most cherished being in his world (you are). You're his favorite, his special little lamb, as long as you behave. When you happen to resist? That’s when he corrects you. It’s never framed as cruelty - no, no, no. It’s your fault for making things harder on yourself.

Over time, he changes your outlook on reality. Rewriting what’s "normal." He makes you doubt your own instincts and forces you to question if you're actually suffering. Likes to remind you that there are people in the world who are starving, who don't get luxurious dinners hand-fed to them in the warmth of a person's lap. That they don't get to wear the finest of silks. Get to sleep under bundles of warm blankets. Honestly, Suguru thinks you're a little ungrateful.

However. when you finally reach your lowest point, when the exhaustion, fear, and helplessness finally sets in, that’s when he becomes soft. Loving. Almost unbearably tender. He holds you. He comforts you.

"See? This is what I wanted for you all along. Isn’t this better?"

With enough of these cycles, you start believing him, because who could love you more than he could?

When he uses sex for punishment...okay, so here’s the thing - I actually don’t think Geto has that high of a sex drive in general (he’s got two little girls in the house, come on, can’t be getting freaky). It’s also not about lust for him; it’s about control, about shaping his little lamb into what you’re supposed to be. He’s not doing this just to satisfy some primal urge; he’s doing it because he needs you to understand.

…Okay, and because he yearns for you. Desperately. He’d much rather have you come onto him - to feel you crave him, reach for him, surrender willingly. That’s what he truly wants. He doesn’t enjoy using sex as a punishment; it’s just a lesson, a reminder of how things could be if you just let yourself love him the way he loves you.

There are some levels of punishment (mentions of cervix fucking, dubcon/noncon, , shibari, toys, misuse of cursed orbs):

At first, it's just rougher, reminding you that this is what happens when you disobey. That he'll mark your skin with love bites, that his thrusts will be harsh and push against your cervix. Then, he adds elements of humiliation - pushing you into uncomfortable situations where you're completely powerless as he ties you with shibari ropes and allows himself free use of your body. Where you can't exactly ignore your body betraying you as he presses the vibrating wand to your clit on the highest setting just to remove it right when you're about to climax. Disobedient little lambs don't get to cum. He will do weeks of only anal, indulging himself into opening your tight hole for him, pressing his cursed orbs against the lubed rim (especially if you've been complaining about the plug) So he starts forcing comparisons: "Do you like this better? No? Then maybe you should think twice before defying me next time." As he pushes the orb deep inside, don't forget you will have to push it back out. Just to have your cries muffled with the pure white lacey panties he always makes you wear.

However, Suguru cherishes the sweeter moments with you. Like when you’re straddled on top of him, your wrists bound behind your back, not because he doesn’t trust you, but because you still have that adorable habit of trying to choke him. (He doesn’t mind too much. It’s cute, in its own way) Taking his time with you then, his big, calloused, warm hands firm on your waist as he moves slowly, too slow and teasing, just enough to drive you mad (seriously, he does this for hours). Drinking in the little whimpers, the frustrated huffs, the way your body starts trembling with lust as slick coats your thighs.

"If you want to cum, my love, you’ll have to work for it," he muses with that smug grin, "Move those pretty hips for me."

What he loves most is when you finally start to crave him. When the resistance fades, when the hunger in your eyes mirrors his own. When you lean in for his kisses, desperate, needing them as much as he needs you - and by then? He’s already untying the binds, letting his hands roam free, pulling you close to his chest as he drives his cock straight to the hilt.

"That’s it," he breathes against your lips, devotion laced in every syllable. "See how much better this is when you don’t fight me?"

RAHHHHH sorry for rambling so much… I just loved this question. I fear Suguru is just a little bit of a loser for his darling, but he has to bury it beneath all that manipulation and his desperate need for control. 😭 MWAH! Love you tons! 💕

[eternaldarknesswitch]

Ikemen Villain (Williams, Victor and Roger) As Your Yandere Boyfriend (Headcanons). Part 1.

Header Credit: Ikemen Series

Pairing: Multi Scenario x gender neutral!Reader. 

Tags : Villain x reader, Obsessive Yandere, Dark Romance, Psychological Control, Manipulation, Obsession, Possessive Love, TwistedLove, Emotional Manipulation, Caged Affection, Powerful Yandere.

Warning : Mention of Psychological Manipulation, Emotional Manipulation, Gaslighting, Isolation, Yandere Themes (Obsessive/Possessive Love), Power Imbalance, Subtle Threats & Contro, Destruction of Relationships (Friends/Family), Ruined Reputation/Career Sabotage, Unescapable Love (Caged Romance), Dubious Freedom.

A/N : For today there will be no Quotes, but I have different plans, including creating several headcanons (hc), which I have postponed for almost several months due to several obstacles that have prevented me from completing them. The following is my interpretation of what I believe Williams, Victor and Roger would say and act, and I kindly apologize if it does not align perfectly with the character or if you have a different understanding. Please bear in mind that it is intended purely for entertainment purposes and should not be taken to heart.

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Wiliam Rex

As a Yandere Boyfriend: The Golden Cage of Obsession

William Rex is not the kind of yandere who lashes out violently or traps you in chains. He doesn’t need to. His love is far more refined, more intoxicating—a slow-burning poison that seeps into your life until escape is nothing more than a distant fantasy. On the surface, he is a dream: a perfect lover, a devoted partner, a man of wealth and status who showers you with love and affection. But beneath that elegant exterior lies something far more sinister. His love is not a gift—it is a gilded cage.

He doesn’t just want you. He wants to own you, to shape you into the perfect lover that exists only for him. And if that means bending reality itself to make sure you stay, then so be it.

✨ The Good Side: A Love That Feels Like a Dream

At first glance, William is every woman’s fantasy—a charismatic, powerful man who treats his lover like royalty. He has a way of making you feel as though you are the center of the universe, the only one who truly matters to him. And in many ways, he believes it. His devotion to you is absolute, his love unwavering.

Devoted & Protective

William ensures you are never in danger—not from others, not from the world, and certainly not from yourself. If anyone dares to hurt you, even in the slightest way, they will find their lives unraveling overnight.

He tells you that with him, you will never have to suffer. “You are mine, my love. And I protect what belongs to me.”

He is always watching, always ensuring that nothing disturbs your perfect little life. Even if you don’t see him, his influence lingers in every shadow, keeping threats at bay before you even know they exist.

Luxurious & Romantic

He spoils you endlessly—gowns tailored from the finest silks, extravagant jewelry, private dinners in candlelit mansions. If you so much as glance at something with interest, it will be delivered to your doorstep the next morning.

Every moment with him feels like a fairytale. He will dance with you under the stars, whisper sweet nothings against your skin, remind you again and again that no one could ever love you as much as he does.

“Why settle for mediocrity, dear? You were meant to be adored.”

Charismatic & Gentle (At First)

Unlike more aggressive yanderes, William plays the long game. He doesn’t trap you outright—he makes you want to stay. He builds a world where leaving feels like the worst decision you could make.

His charm is effortless, his presence intoxicating. Even if you suspect his intentions, even if something feels wrong, you can’t help but be drawn back in.

His touch is always soft, his voice always smooth. He never raises his hand, never forces you outright. After all, why would he need to when he can make you choose him over and over again?

❌ The Bad Side: The Inescapable Tyrant

But love, in William’s eyes, is not something to be shared freely. It is something to be controlled. What starts as gentle affection slowly tightens into an unbreakable hold, suffocating in ways you don’t even realize until it’s too late.

Possessive & Overbearing

William does not tolerate the idea of sharing you—not with friends, not with family, not with anyone. He doesn’t demand that you cut ties outright, but slowly, subtly, he makes it clear that you don’t need anyone but him.

Friends begin to drift away, business partners start avoiding you. Every attempt to seek comfort elsewhere is met with quiet, calculated sabotage.

“They don’t understand you like I do. They don’t deserve you.”

Manipulative & Gaslighting

If you ever question his actions, he will twist reality so smoothly that you start doubting your own mind.

“Oh, my love, why would I ever do such a thing? Are you feeling unwell? Perhaps you should rest—come, let me hold you.”

He makes you question your own thoughts. If you try to leave, he will paint a picture of a world that is cruel and unforgiving, convincing you that without him, you are nothing.

Any resistance is met with a knowing smirk, as if he is merely waiting for you to realize the inevitable: that no matter how far you run, you will always return to him.

No Escape—Only the Illusion of Freedom

Unlike more violent yanderes, William doesn’t need to lock you up. He simply ensures that every path leads back to him.

If you try to run, you will find that every door is closed, every ally suddenly distant. If you manage to escape, he won’t chase after you—he will simply wait for the world to break you.

“You are free to leave, darling. But do you truly believe you’ll be happier without me?”

And when you do come back—tired, broken, desperate—he will welcome you with open arms, as if he had known all along that you would return.

Ruthless & Unforgiving

If anyone dares to take you away from him, they are dealt with swiftly and cruelly. Careers are destroyed, fortunes lost, reputations shattered.

He never dirties his hands—there’s no need. A single whisper from him is enough to ruin a person’s life.

And if you betray him? If you ever try to love another? His punishment will not be physical, but it will be absolute. “Tsk. A shame, really. I had hoped you would understand by now.”

💔 The Inescapable Love

William Rex, as a yandere, is not a man who simply wants you—he is a man who owns you. He does not resort to chains or threats; instead, he weaves a web so intricate that you do not even realize you are trapped until it is too late.

He is gentle, kind, devoted—a lover who worships you with every breath. And yet, beneath that warmth lies something dark, something terrifying.

Because in his eyes, you are not just his lover.

You are his possession. His prize. His obsession.

And no matter how far you run, no matter how hard you fight— In the end, you will always belong to him.

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 Victor

As a Yandere Boyfriend: The Devil’s Unbreakable Grip

Victor may appear to be a gentleman on the surface—charming, elegant, and endlessly patient—but beneath that polished exterior lurks a ruthless, possessive nature that refuses to let go of what he deems his. His love is a deadly game of chess, where every move is carefully calculated, every outcome already decided. He doesn’t need to resort to wild obsession or desperate pleading; instead, he ensures that you have no choice but to love him back.

Unlike a yandere who rages or lashes out, Victor’s obsession is as cold and inescapable as iron chains wrapped around your soul. He is a master manipulator, a devil in silk gloves, whispering sweet words even as he ensures you can never leave him.

✨ The Good Side: The Devil’s Gentle Embrace

Victor is a man who knows exactly how to love you in a way that makes you dependent on him. His affection is overwhelming, intoxicating—you may not even realize the moment he begins to consume you whole.

Devoted & Protective

There is nothing Victor wouldn’t do for you. You are his queen, his goddess, the one thing in his life that he will not lose.

If someone so much as dares to disrespect you, they will soon find their lives ruined beyond repair. He does not threaten. He does not raise his voice. He simply destroys.

“A person who does not value you is not worth existing, my love. Don’t trouble yourself over them—I’ll make sure they never bother you again.”

Luxurious & Indulgent

Victor ensures that your life is filled with nothing but pleasure and comfort. The finest clothes, the most extravagant jewelry, nights in candlelit ballrooms—everything he gives you is designed to make you feel like royalty.

If you even glance at something with interest, he will acquire it before you can even ask.

“You deserve only the finest, my dear. And I have every intention of spoiling you until you can never live without me.”

Patient & Manipulative (But in a Way That Feels Like Love)

Victor never forces you into anything. Instead, he guides you, shaping your thoughts so subtly that you believe every decision is your own.

He will never raise his voice or act cruelly—not outright. Instead, if you displease him, he will simply act disappointed, as if your actions have hurt him more than words ever could.

“Is that what you truly want, darling? To see me suffer? I never imagined you could be so cruel…”

❌ The Bad Side: The Devil in Silk Gloves

Victor does not love like an ordinary man. His love is an unbreakable contract, a cage woven with velvet and gold. Even if you try to resist, you will find that every escape route has already been sealed.

Possessive & Controlling

Victor does not share. He does not ask for your loyalty—he expects it. Any hint of rebellion is met with gentle, terrifying correction.

He does not demand that you cut people off. Instead, he ensures that they leave on their own. Friends become distant, family becomes unreliable, and the only person left to turn to is him.

“You see, my love, they were never worthy of you. But I am. I always have been.”

Master of Gaslighting & Emotional Manipulation

Victor is a man who twists your thoughts until you no longer know what is real.

If you ever try to accuse him of controlling you, he will make you feel like you are the cruel one, the one who is hurting him.

“Do you truly believe I would ever harm you? Everything I do is for you. And yet, you doubt me? That wounds me more than you know, my love.”

Escape Is Not an Option

Victor is not the type to chase after you wildly if you run. Instead, he lets the world itself crush you.

Suddenly, everything goes wrong. Your finances collapse, your friends abandon you, doors that were once open are now locked. No one is willing to help you—not because they fear him, but because he has already erased any path that does not lead back to him.

And when you are tired, broken, desperate—he is there. Smiling, waiting, arms open wide.

“Come now, my dear. You always knew that there was only one place where you truly belonged.”

Subtle but Unforgiving Punishments

Victor does not hurt you—at least, not in the way you might expect. Instead, he punishes you by making you realize how much you need him.

A single mistake might earn you a day without his attention, his cold and unreadable gaze making you crave the warmth you have become addicted to.

And if you betray him? If you try to leave? You will not suffer. Instead, he will let you watch as the people you love suffer instead.

“I would never harm you, my love. But the world is cruel. And I cannot promise that it will be kind to those who try to take you from me.”

💔 The Love That Chains You

Victor does not love in a way that allows for freedom. His love is absolute, possessive, terrifyingly patient. He does not need to lock you away—because he has already ensured that you will never want to leave.

You are his queen, his goddess, his greatest obsession.

And no matter how far you try to run—you will always return to him.

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Roger Barel

As a Yandere Boyfriend: The Gentleman’s Deadly Game

Roger is the kind of yandere who never needs to raise his voice, never needs to chase after you—because by the time you realize you’re trapped, it’s already too late. He doesn’t bind you with chains or violence. No, Roger plays a longer, more sophisticated game. His love is woven from silver-tongued persuasion, playful deception, and a terrifyingly patient possessiveness that ensures you will never escape.

At first, it seems like a dream—Roger is charming, affectionate, endlessly entertaining. He makes you laugh, spoils you with gifts, and showers you with devotion. But underneath the warmth lies something far more dangerous. He doesn’t just want you. He wants every part of you—mind, body, soul—until you can never imagine life without him.

✨ The Good Side: A Love That Feels Like a Fairytale

Roger is a man who knows exactly how to love you. His affection is overwhelming, but never suffocating. He makes sure you feel cherished, protected, and utterly adored—all while ensuring that you slowly, unknowingly, become completely dependent on him.

Devoted & Attentive

Roger treats you as if you are the most precious treasure in the world. His every glance is filled with admiration, his every touch is a silent promise that he would do anything for you.

He notices everything—if you so much as frown, he’s already finding a way to make you smile again.

“You know, love, I think spoiling you might be my new favorite pastime.”

Playful & Affectionate

Roger is the kind of man who makes romance feel exciting. He flirts endlessly, always teasing, always keeping you on your toes.

His affection is intoxicating—he kisses your fingertips, whispers sweet nothings against your skin, holds you close as if he never wants to let go.

“Oh, my love, I think you’ve bewitched me. Now, what shall I do with this incurable obsession of mine?”

Protectively Possessive (In a Way That Feels Sweet at First)

Roger makes you feel safe. He always knows what to say, what to do, how to comfort you.

You never need to worry about threats or hardships—because before they can even reach you, Roger has already taken care of them.

“Come now, love. Did you really think I’d let anything happen to you?”

❌ The Bad Side: The Cage You Never Saw Coming

But Roger’s love is not something you can escape. He ensures that leaving is never an option—not through violence, but through something far more insidious.

The Mastermind Behind Your Isolation

Roger will never forbid you from seeing people. He doesn’t need to.

He simply ensures that one by one, they start to disappear from your life. Perhaps they betray you, perhaps they leave for personal reasons, or perhaps they suffer an unfortunate accident.

And when you turn to Roger, confused and lost, he simply smiles and holds you close. “Oh, love, how cruel the world is to you. But don’t worry—you still have me.”

Manipulation Wrapped in Honeyed Words

If you ever question his actions, he laughs it off, making you feel as though you’re overthinking things.

If you ever accuse him of being possessive, he pretends to be hurt, acting as if you’ve wounded him with your distrust.

“Now, now, darling. Do you really think so little of me? I only want what’s best for you.”

The Illusion of Freedom

Roger doesn’t need to lock you away—instead, he makes you feel as though you have no reason to leave.

If you try to escape, you will find that every path leads right back to him. Your career? Destroyed. Your friends? Gone. Your reputation? Ruined.

And when you return, exhausted and broken, he is there to welcome you home.

“Oh, sweetheart, I knew you’d come back. Now, let’s forget this little rebellion of yours, shall we?”

The Price of Betrayal

If you try to love someone else, they won’t be around for long. He never makes it obvious, never gets his hands dirty, but… misfortunes tend to follow those who try to take what’s his.

“Oh, how unfortunate. I told you they weren’t good enough for you, didn’t I?”

💔 The Love That Laughs as It Chains You

Roger’s love is a game you cannot win, a maze with no exit. He never raises his voice, never forces you to stay—he simply makes sure that there is no other choice.

You are his greatest prize, his most cherished possession. And no matter what you do, no matter how hard you fight—you will always belong to him.

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[cat-crowned-8]

bc y'all def asked, here's my top fic recs

marauders edition

(organized from shortest to longest)

forget-me-not - rxgulus

my summary: James gets hit with an amnesia spell, and basically only remembers his boyfriend regulus. regulus is not in fact his boyfriend.

wordcount: 13,325

james is WHIPPED, basically all fluff, very cutesy

a bee for the honey - rxgulus

my summary: James finds out regulus is a honey badger animagus and brings him little gifts of honey and sweets

wordcount: 20,670

my summary is hesitant bc I haven't read in a while, planning on doing so soon so I'll be back to change it if anything is different. I know I thought it was rlly cute tho. James is a simp

The Barista, the Burglar, and the Sofa - orphan_account

my summary: struggling barista Remus comes home to find sirius (a stranger) in his flat, who continues to break in to furnish his home

wordcount: 21,344

sirius basically sugar daddies his way into remus' life

nothing happens (series) - jaywalkers

my summary: childhood friends James ang reg form a very codependent and minorly toxic friendship that will begin to cross boundaries

wordcount (so far): 43,795

i'm actually obsessed with these characterizations, James is kind of a douche sometimes but their devotion to each other! anticipating the next installment

the coffee shop au - third_crow

my summary: sirius w Harry come into remus' coffee house and they both continue to pine endlessly

wordcount: 54,626

haven't read in like a year but I remember absolutely adoring it

Operation Walburga's Arbitrary No Kissing Ever Rule - courfee

my summary: 10 things I hate about you inspired, sirius asks James to "fake" date regulus so Sirius and remus can get around a curse walburga placed on them. reg was unaware any of it was fake

wordcount: 91,325

literally just reread, quite frankly think that the angst could've been drawn out more, James frustrated me a lot but he's trying

whatever our souls are made of - damagecontrol, solmussa

my summary: hanahaki disease, a no Voldemort au, reg comes VERY close to death

wordcount: 157,821

THIS ONE IF YOU ARE GOING TO READ ANY OF THESE LET IT BE THIS ONE. I absolutely adore this, and its probably my favorite hanahaki fic of all time. its literally the reason I'm making this post, people need to talk about it more

The Long Game - lackadaisical_lizard

my summary: in high school, jock James and artsy regulus work on a project together and bond

wordcount: 250,008

literally THE muggle high school au, James becomes regulus' muse its adorable

Kill Your Darlings - MesserMoon

my summary: regulus follows sirius to play hockey and they heal (yes it's jegulus), features deaf remus

wordcount: 303,706

this was my first true introduction to rosekiller, and its what made me fall in love with them. the wolfstar was so sweet, but honestly I remember rosekiller the most from it

Sweater Weather (+ sequel) - lumosinlove

my summary: PT Remus and NHL captain Sirius fall in love, has a whole cast of OC's that are super cute

wordcount: 423,079

one of the first non-magical wolfstars I ever read, the ensemble really add so much to it

[phoebe1013]

Here’s a detailed and realistic compilation of headcanons about the Twelfth and Tenth Doctors from Doctor Who being yanderes for you. This includes their distinct personalities and canon traits while maintaining an accurate and believable tone for their characters:

General Overview: Two Yandere Doctors, One Human

The Twelfth Doctor (12) and Tenth Doctor (10) both develop an obsessive, yandere-like affection for you, but their approaches are wildly different due to their unique personalities. While their obsession stems from the same core—their deep-seated fear of loneliness and abandonment—their ways of expressing it create tension, manipulation, and devotion in equal measure. Here’s how their yandere tendencies manifest:

Twelfth Doctor (12) as a Yandere

Possessiveness

• 12’s obsession with you is rooted in his intense fear of losing the people he loves. He’s fiercely possessive, though he doesn’t display it in overtly emotional ways. Instead, he becomes quietly controlling, constantly monitoring your actions and decisions under the guise of protecting you.

• He insists on being the only one who truly understands you. If you have close relationships with others, he subtly undermines them, planting seeds of doubt or orchestrating situations that make you question their loyalty.

Overprotectiveness

• 12 can’t bear the thought of you being in danger. He often overrides your choices, insisting that he knows what’s best for you. If you argue, he’ll dismiss your concerns with his usual gruffness, muttering something like, “You’re human. You don’t know how fragile you are.”

• He follows you everywhere, even when you insist you can handle yourself. If you wander too far or put yourself in what he deems unnecessary danger, he’s quick to scold you, his voice trembling with barely concealed panic.

Jealousy

• 12’s jealousy is cold and cutting. He doesn’t lash out or throw tantrums, but his words become sharper, and his stare more intense. If someone shows interest in you, he might casually interrogate them in a way that leaves them unsettled.

• He makes a point of reminding you that no one else can match his intelligence, his experience, or his devotion to you. “Do you think they could keep you safe like I do? They don’t know the things I’ve seen.”

Manipulation

• 12 is a master manipulator. He uses his intellect to subtly influence your decisions, making you think his ideas were your own. He’s patient, planting small suggestions over time until you’re entirely dependent on him.

• If you ever try to distance yourself from him, he uses guilt as a weapon, reminding you of all he’s done for you and how much you mean to him. “Do you have any idea what I’ve sacrificed for you? Do you think I could survive losing you now?”

Tender Obsession

• Beneath his gruff exterior, 12’s love for you is deeply genuine. He doesn’t want to scare you; he simply doesn’t know how to process the depth of his feelings. In his quieter moments, he gazes at you with a mixture of awe and sadness, whispering, “You’re my second chance. Don’t take that away from me.”

Tenth Doctor (10) as a Yandere

Emotional Intensity

• 10’s obsession with you is fiery and overwhelming. He wears his heart on his sleeve, making it impossible to miss the depth of his feelings. He showers you with attention, compliments, and acts of devotion, all designed to make you feel like the center of his universe.

• His emotions can be suffocating. If you pull away, he becomes desperate, pleading with you to stay. “You can’t leave me. I can’t—I don’t know how to be without you.”

Clinginess

• 10 can’t stand being apart from you, even for a moment. He’s constantly seeking your presence, whether it’s holding your hand, sitting beside you, or just talking endlessly to keep your attention on him.

• If you try to take time for yourself, he becomes visibly distressed, pacing and fidgeting until you return. He’ll immediately act like nothing’s wrong, though his relief is written all over his face.

Jealousy

• 10’s jealousy is volatile. If someone flirts with you, his smile tightens, and his voice becomes sharp. He’s not afraid to confront the person directly, masking his possessiveness with humor that has an unmistakable edge.

• He’s quick to assure you that no one else can love you like he does. “They don’t see you, not really. Not like I do. I see every part of you, every little thing that makes you…you.”

Grand Gestures

• 10 expresses his obsession through grand, romantic gestures. He’ll take you to the most beautiful places in the universe, crafting perfect moments to show how much he cares. Each gesture is carefully calculated to make you feel like you belong to him.

• He writes you love notes in Gallifreyan, creates constellations in your honor, and even alters timelines slightly to ensure your happiness.

Unstable Devotion

• While 10’s love for you is passionate, it’s also unstable. If he feels like he’s losing you, he spirals into desperation, his usual charm giving way to frantic, erratic behavior. He’ll beg, cry, and even lash out at those he perceives as threats.

• His fear of abandonment drives him to extremes. If he thinks you’re slipping away, he’ll do whatever it takes to keep you, even if it means manipulating time or taking drastic measures.

How They Differ

• 12’s Yandere Traits: Quietly controlling, calculating, and deeply introspective. His obsession manifests in subtle ways, such as manipulating situations to keep you close and coldly removing threats. He’s like a storm brewing on the horizon—silent but undeniably dangerous.

• 10’s Yandere Traits: Emotional, clingy, and impulsive. His obsession is loud and intense, filled with grand romantic gestures and erratic behavior when he feels threatened. He’s like a wildfire—beautiful but capable of destruction if unchecked.

If They’re Both Obsessed with You

• The rivalry between 12 and 10 would be fierce. 10’s emotional outbursts and grand gestures would clash with 12’s cold, calculated possessiveness. They’d constantly try to outdo each other, each determined to prove that they’re the one who deserves your love.

• 12 would mock 10’s impulsiveness, calling him a “child” and accusing him of putting you in danger with his reckless behavior. 10, in turn, would criticize 12’s coldness, arguing that his gruff demeanor could never make you happy.

• Both would be intensely protective of you, often competing to see who can save you from danger first. While this might seem endearing at first, their constant rivalry could become overwhelming, leaving you feeling like a prize rather than a person.

• In moments of unity, they might work together to eliminate perceived threats to your safety. However, their truce would be short-lived, as their jealousy and possessiveness would quickly resurface.

Final Thoughts

Being the focus of both the Twelfth and Tenth Doctors’ yandere affections is as exhilarating as it is terrifying. Their obsession with you is driven by their shared fear of loneliness and loss, but their vastly different personalities create a chaotic dynamic. While their love is genuine, their possessiveness and extreme devotion could easily spiral out of control, leaving you trapped in a whirlwind of time-traveling obsession.

Here’s a detailed continuation exploring what type of yanderes the Twelfth and Tenth Doctors would be, along with the specific yandere behaviors they’d exhibit, grounded in their canonical personalities and traits:

The Twelfth Doctor (12): The Manipulative Protector Yandere

12 is the calculating, controlling, and quietly obsessive type. He operates from the shadows, pulling strings to ensure you stay by his side, all while framing his actions as “protecting you” from the dangers of the universe.

What Type of Yandere is 12?

• Protective Overlord: 12 believes he knows what’s best for you better than you ever could. He sees your human fragility as something he must protect at all costs, even if it means taking away your agency.

• Detached Possessiveness: He doesn’t shower you with constant affection like 10; instead, he exudes an unshakable aura of dominance over your life. His love manifests in actions rather than words.

• Subtle Manipulator: 12 plays the long game. He’s patient, using his intelligence and foresight to orchestrate events that lead you to depend on him entirely. You might not even realize you’re being manipulated until it’s too late.

Yandere Behaviors of 12

1. Surveillance:

• 12 uses the TARDIS to monitor you constantly. He can track your location, read your vitals, and even eavesdrop on your conversations. He justifies this as ensuring your safety, though it’s more about satisfying his need to control your life.

• If you ever catch him spying on you, he’ll brush it off with a dismissive comment like, “I was just checking in. Can’t be too careful with you humans, can I?”

2. Isolating You:

• He subtly distances you from others by sowing doubt about their intentions. “Do you really trust them? Humans are so…fickle. They’ll abandon you the moment it gets hard.”

• 12 doesn’t outright forbid you from seeing people but manipulates circumstances to ensure they drift away naturally. Friends stop calling, or opportunities to meet others mysteriously fall through.

3. Gaslighting:

• If you question his actions or intentions, 12 gaslights you into thinking you’re being unreasonable. “Paranoid? Me? You’re the one who’s so eager to trust strangers. I’m just…being practical.”

• He’s a master at twisting conversations, making you doubt your own instincts and rely on his judgment instead.

4. Sabotaging Your Independence:

• Anytime you try to do something on your own—like finding a job or living apart—12 subtly sabotages it. He might manipulate time to erase opportunities or create minor crises that force you to stay with him.

• “Why struggle with these mundane human things when you have me? The TARDIS can take us anywhere. Leave that nonsense behind.”

5. Removing Threats:

• While 12 usually prefers manipulation, he won’t hesitate to remove perceived threats to your relationship. If someone becomes too close, they might conveniently disappear, or he might leave them stranded in a safe but unreachable time period.

The Tenth Doctor (10): The Emotional Devotee Yandere

10 is the passionate, obsessive, and emotionally unstable type. His love for you consumes him, and he’s willing to go to extreme lengths to ensure you stay with him, often driven by fear of abandonment.

What Type of Yandere is 10?

• Desperate Lover: 10’s obsession with you is all-encompassing. You become the center of his universe, the one thing anchoring him in an otherwise chaotic existence.

• Jealous Romantic: His jealousy is fiery and often leads to dramatic displays of emotion. He’s possessive in a way that’s hard to ignore, constantly seeking validation and reassurance.

• Impulsive Protector: While he means well, his impulsiveness leads to reckless decisions that can spiral out of control, all in the name of keeping you safe.

Yandere Behaviors of 10

1. Emotional Manipulation:

• 10 weaponizes his emotions to keep you close. If he senses you pulling away, he’ll break down in front of you, pleading for you to stay. “You don’t understand—losing you would destroy me. Please, don’t go.”

• He uses guilt to bind you to him, reminding you of all he’s done for you and how much he’s sacrificed. “I’ve given up everything for you. Isn’t that enough?”

2. Clinging to Your Presence:

• 10 craves constant interaction with you, always needing to be near you or have your attention. If you try to take time for yourself, he’ll find ways to insert himself into your plans, either by tagging along or creating emergencies that require his presence.

• He calls your name often, just to hear the sound of it, and peppers you with endless questions about your thoughts and feelings, needing to feel connected to you at all times.

3. Dramatic Displays of Love:

• 10 expresses his obsession through over-the-top romantic gestures. He’ll take you to the most breathtaking places in the universe, naming stars after you or writing your name in constellations.

• He’s prone to making dramatic, heartfelt speeches about how much you mean to him, often in the middle of chaotic situations. “You are my everything. My reason to keep going. Don’t you see that?”

4. Intense Jealousy:

• 10’s jealousy is explosive. If anyone shows interest in you, he confronts them directly, masking his anger with humor that barely hides the venom underneath. “Oh, really? You think you’re good enough for them? That’s adorable.”

• He’s quick to remind you of how unique your bond is, emphasizing that no one else could ever love you the way he does.

5. Altering Timelines:

• 10’s love for you leads him to take dangerous risks with time itself. If something threatens your happiness or safety, he’ll alter events to ensure a better outcome, even if it risks catastrophic consequences.

• He’s not above erasing people or events from existence if he believes they’re interfering with your relationship. “It was for the best. You wouldn’t have been happy otherwise.”

When They’re Both Yanderes for You

If both 12 and 10 are yanderes for you simultaneously, their rivalry becomes a constant source of tension. Here’s how they interact and behave in this scenario:

1. Constant Competition:

• 10’s dramatic, emotional gestures clash with 12’s cold, calculated actions. While 10 showers you with attention and affection, 12 undermines him with biting remarks. “He’s just trying to impress you. It’s pathetic, really.”

2. Manipulation vs. Emotion:

• 12 tries to manipulate you into seeing 10 as reckless and dangerous, while 10 appeals to your emotions, painting 12 as unfeeling and controlling. They both pull you in opposite directions, leaving you torn between their affections.

3. Collaborative Threat Removal:

• Despite their rivalry, they might unite temporarily to eliminate mutual threats. However, their methods clash—12 prefers quiet, efficient solutions, while 10 acts impulsively, often making things messier than necessary.

4. Tension Over Time Travel:

• Both Doctors try to use time travel to gain your favor, taking you on competing adventures to prove who knows you best. This often leads to arguments and passive-aggressive one-upmanship.

5. Ultimate Showdown:

• If forced to choose between them, their yandere tendencies would escalate. 10 would beg, cry, and plead for you to pick him, while 12 would issue a quiet ultimatum, making it clear that walking away from him isn’t an option.

Conclusion

The Twelfth and Tenth Doctors exhibit vastly different yandere behaviors, but both are equally intense in their devotion. 12’s obsession is cold and calculated, focused on control and manipulation, while 10’s is fiery and emotional, driven by desperation and passion. Together, their obsession creates a volatile, dangerous dynamic that would leave you trapped between two powerful, time-traveling forces of nature, each determined to make you theirs—forever.