#yandere fate grand order x reader

[duskoon]

Fate Grand Order Masterlist + Characters list:

Anything related to Fate Grand Order would be listed here. Like always, If there is character not mentioned here you can always request for them. Note: Some characters are based on historical figures. So when writing for them, I write for the character themselves not their real life counterpart. Characters in bold means I am mostly invested in them, but that doesn’t mean I won’t write for the others. If there is any character not listed below, you can request for them and I'll add them (There is like 300+ servants, so I'm bound to forget some ^^’) Also, you can request for Crypters as well. Seeing I had finished playing the lostbelts.

Mashu Kyrielight

Artoria Pendragon

Artoria Pendragon (Alter)

Nero Claudius

Siegfried

Altera

Chevalier d’Eon

Okita Soji

Mordred

Ryōgi Shiki

Rama

Lancelot

Gawain

Bedivere

Elizabeth Bàthory

Miyamoto Musashi

Arthur Pendragon (Prototype)

Suzuka Gozen

Frankenstein

Sigurd

Queen Medb

Diarmuid Ua Duibhne

Lanling Wang

Lakshmibai

Jason

Astolfo

Dioscuri

Tomoe Gozen

Saitō Hajime

Watanabe no Tsuna

Ibuki Dōji

Karna

Senji Muramasa

Barghest

Charlemagne

Roland

EMIYA

Gilgamesh(Archer + Caster)

Robin Hood

Atalanta

Euryale

Arash

David

Nikola Tesla

Arjuna

Tristan

Tawara Tōta

Chloe von Einzbern

Ishtar

James Moriarty (Archer / Ruler)

EMIYA (Alter)

Asagami Fujino

Chiron

Napoléon

Aśvatthāman

Osakabehime

Calamity Jane

Nightingale

Super Orion

Sei Shōnagon

Baobhan Sith

Anastasia

Jeanne D’ Arc (Ruler)

Zenobia

Minamoto no Tametomo

Cú Chulainn(Lancer + Caster)

Musashibō Benkei

Leonidas I

Romulus

Hector

Scáthach

Fionn mac Cumhail

Tamamo no Mae (Caster / Lancer / Berserker)

Kiyohime

Vlad III

Jeanne d'Arc (Alter) 

Enkidu

Medusa

Minamoto no Raikō 

Parvati

Nezha

Ereshkigal

Valkyrie

Qin Liangyu

Bradamante

Nagao Kagetora

Mysterious Alter Ego Λ

Caenis

Romulus-Quirinus

Utsumi Erice

Consort Yu

Vritra

Percival

Sakamoto Ryōma 

Medusa

Georgios

Boudica

Ushiwakamaru

Martha

Francis Drake

Iskandar

Sakata Kintoki

Ozymandias

Quetzalcoatl

Ivan the terrible

Achilles

Leonardo Da Vinci 

Carmilla

Mandricardo

Europa

Odysseus

Tai Gong Wang

Dobrynya Nikitich

Constantine XI

Kyokutei Bakin

Medea

Zhuge Liang (Lord El-Melloi II aka reliable waver )

Paracelsus von Hohenheim

Solomon

Irisviel (Dress of Heaven)

Xuanzang Sanzang

Nitocris

Merlin

Scheherazade

Queen of Sheba

Shuten Dōji

Murasaki Shikibi

Asclepius

Miss Crane

Charlotte Corday 

The Old Man of the Mountain

Charles-Henri Sanson

Cleopatra

EMIYA (Assassin)

Fūma Kotarō

Gray

Henry Jekyll & Hyde

Jing Ke

Katō Danzō

Kiichi Hōgen

Koyanskaya of Light

• Koyanskaya of Dark

Li Shuwen (Assassin/Lancer)

Mysterious Heroine X

Okada Izō

Phantom of the Opera

Sasaki Kojirō

Semiramis

Yan Qing

Lu Bu Fengxian

Beowulf

Cú Chulainn (Alter)

Heracules

Mysterious Heroine X (Alter)

Hijikata Toshizō

Penthesilea

Atalanta (Alter)

Arjuna (Alter)

Mori Nagayoshi

Salome

Kijyo Kōyō

Brynhildr (Berserker / Lancer)

Galatea

Morgan Le Fay

Kriemhild

Amakusa Shirō

Sherlock Holmes

Shi Huang Di

Astraea

Edmond Dantès

Angra Mainyu

Gorgon

Antonio Salieri

Demon King Nobunaga

Kama (Avenger/Assassin)

Sesshōin Kiara (Alter Ego /Moon Cancer)

Archetype: Earth

Okita Sōji (Alter)

Kingprotea

Ashiya Dōman

Manannán mac Lir (Bazett)

Mysterious Heroine XX

Yang Guifei

Oberon

Hephaestion

Tiamat

Goetia

Beast III/R

Kadoc Zemlupus

Ophelia Phamrsolone

Scandinavia Peperoncino aka Chad™️.

Kirschtaria Wodime

Beryl Guts

Daybit Sem Void

[yanderedreamer]

If requests are open could you pretty please do some Merlin hcs? 😩🥺

Yandere Merlin / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: General yandere headcanons.

Warnings: Blood-drinking.

When Merlin realised that you're someone whose future he couldn't see, his interest is immediately piqued. His younger self had been hurt by the truth that no matter what he did, he can never alter the outcome of a predetermined future. But you were an anomaly he found, a sliver of hope that the cycle of destiny can be broken. He then decides to dedicate his time in watching over you from his tower in Avalon.

He eventually finds himself clinging to you like a child and calls you his Hope of Avalon, which he chants under breath whenever his eyes follow your form. Soon, he realises that simply watching you isn't enough; he needs to be near you, he needs to feel you.

Since his illusions can affect the human psyche, he can easily invade your dreams and interact with you there. You were surprised when you first met him in the middle of a spring flower field under the winter stars. The fact that a beautiful and charming man like him knew you made you flustered, and that sight of you made Merlin unable to resist covering your mouth as he kisses the back of his hand.

Thanks to his unique skill, Independent Manifestation, he was able to summon himself as your Servant while you were wishing for the male Arthur Pendragon, effectively sabotaging the summoning ritual. Merlin's unexpected appearance surprised you greatly but you were happy about it nevertheless. Merlin then invited you for a hug by spreading his arms, which Mordred who was with you at the time found odd. She later warns you to not fully trust Merlin but with how kindly he treats you, you heed her warning lightly.

Although Merlin is mostly used as a support for your Buster Servants, he'd insist that you use him as a damage dealer too. His B strength isn't just for show, and he proves himself when he effortlessly decimated the enemy Servants that attempted to take you hostage with his Excalibur during a mission. With his signature smile, he happily announced that you're safe before hugging you tightly.

When you've rayshifted to another era for an expedition, Merlin would make you sleep on his lap, claiming that it's more comfortable than the cold ground and that it'll be easier for him to watch over you this way. Unbeknownst to you, once you have fallen under sleep's spell, he would devour your dream and absorb the emotions within it. He then cups your face, his thumbs caressing your cheeks as he licks his lips. Your dream is wonderful, and he wonders if your blood will taste the same? Baring his fangs, he brings his face closer to your lips but swiftly pulls back when Bedivere shows up with a blanket for you.

The Magus of Flowers thinks that you're not appreciated enough in Chaldea. You have worked so hard to save humanity and proof of your efforts are shown in the scars you got from the countless battles you fought in. As he traces every scar, he sings you praises and tells you how proud he is to have you as his Master. You take comfort in his embrace and miss the eery glow of his violet hues.

Merlin follows you around Chaldea much like Fou does. He speaks of the king's tales and the fascinating events he observed from his tower in Avalon. You're unaware that as he chats away with you, he also uses his clairvoyance to steer you both clear of the Servants seeking your attention. How foolish of them to think that an inhuman mage like him is generous enough to share you with them.

When Merlin devoured your dream for the first time, he was overwhelmed. Your dream is so pleasant to the heart and he immediately became addicted. Your dreams are full of love that every time he absorbs the subtleties of your heart, his obsession for you only grows - to the point where he'd lose touch with his human side and give in to his carnal desires.

As he removes his intricate white robe, he crawls into bed with you in the middle of the night just to watch you sleep, his arms carefully holding your delicate body that could easily snap under his full strength. It reminds him just how weak yet strong humans are against fate. Merlin can be as lecherous as his incubus side, but he'll save that for the inevitable moment he traps you in Avalon with him.

Merlin's addiction to your dreams should not be taken lightly. He'll run around Chaldea like a starved beast if you're separated from him for even a day. Once he finds you, he'll pounce on you without warning and sink his fangs into your pulse in deep bites. He immediately laps up the blood drawn and since there's mana in your blood... you'll be in for a long night with a hungry incubus.

Sooner or later, Merlin will whisk you away to his tower once he feels that he's had enough fun in the present world. You'll spend the rest of eternity in the sealed utopia with him, where you'll be happy and protected by his magic. At least, that's what he believes.

Don't be sad, you can dream as much as you'd like in Avalon - and he'll make sure that they're pleasant dreams too! He casts a powerful illusion spell on you when he kisses your forehead, and catches your body in his arms as you fall in an unending slumber. You won't be alone in your dreams because he'll be there, spending your happily ever after with you. You can never run away from him, even in your dreams.

[shikiii-skadi]

What it would be like if Medusa and Gorgon had a crush on you:

requested by @cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme

includes: medusa (rider), gorgon (avenger)

warnings: implied stalking, possessive, unhealthy mindset

note: i didn't really have an idea for Boudica, so it's just these two. T-T

Medusa:

At first, Medusa was always lurking in the background. She just observed. After a very short time, she knew everything about you. Your likes, your dislikes, what you do when you feel alone, what you eat every morning, all that kind of stuff.

Even though she realized how fondly she grew of you, it took her a while to approach you.

Medusa has no problem with her feelings for you and also communicates openly to you and others that she will protect you from all dangers and that the most important thing for her is your happiness.

With her fearsome and blunt nature, she will scare away anyone who wants to harm you or is a little too interested in you.

Medusa doesn't deny or ignore her feelings for you, it's quite the opposite actually, she acts on them sometimes. However, nothing too big.

She thinks a lot about you and the future you could have together, which is why she comes to the conclusion that she will tell you how she feels. if you reject her or are in love with someone else, she accepts it, because, at the end of the day, your happiness is the most important thing for her, even if it is not with her. But of course, she wishes above all else that you would choose her too.

Gorgon:

She is a monster and different from humankind, she knows this. And she also knows, that her love and affection are not meant for humans. But even though she knows this, she cannot stop her growing feelings for you, even if they will be different from what you would call love.

She knows the power she possesses and also how weak you are in comparison to her. Another reason why she holds back her feelings for you, after all, they are too much to handle for a mere human being.

Even if she were to express her fondness for you, you would certainly have a hard time understanding and interpreting it.

One thing you can be sure of, though, is that no one will ever harm you. The fact that you have made a pact with someone like her is already enough for others to avoid you. And if someone dares to hurt you nevertheless, then this person will not live long in this world.

Gorgon is quite possessive of you but she will still never let you know how strong her feelings for you really are.

But even if she makes no attempts to deepen your relationship, that does not mean that someone else can take you away from her. This also applies to you, you are not allowed to get too close to someone else.

[altea-devotion]

One thing: Yandere Kama x reader🤭. It’s fine if you’re not that far in the story. Thanks for reading the request.

I did not know Kama but i did some search on her ! I hope you will like it.

For now i only do headcanon if you want more dont hesitate to tell me !

Yandere! Kama x GN!Reader

~~Headcanon~~

Kama, as the God of Love, should see pretty easily the first sign of hers love for you. But, she lie to herself.

She lie to herself when she push away every servant and human who want to be more close to you, saying that she just want to see you miserable and without love

She lie when she push you away, she tell herself you just another human, she love you yes, but like she love and hates every human.

She dont want you to be with another one tho, and even though she try to act like she doesnt care, when she see you with someone else and that person try to flirt she almost run to be beside you and mock their adempt.

She then take your hand and bring you somewhere else to talk

She cant believe you let other person think THEY can have you when you have the GOD OF LOVE who are just here ! She want your attention !

And that the moment she found out she was, in fact, in love

After this she certainly dont wanna talk to you, for one or two weeks

The time to process things

Even though you dont see her, she stalks you, trying to understand how you make hers fall in love cause, surely you did something ?

And no, you are just that charming.

Its just the way you are, how you eyes twinkle when you see something you like, or how your lips part when you laugh, how you smile make the room more brighter.

She not gonna tell you all that tho. Never.

She will treat you more gently, but subtly, she will still laugh at you and act like your life is nothing to her.

But behind close Doors, she will slip some compliment for you, just for à sec tho, acting like she dont say anything just after so you better make attention for all she can say !

Behind all her act, she afraid, afraid that you will hate her like humans before will, afraid you will not reciprocate her love for you.

And surely, if she was not so obsess about you, she would be almost ok with it

But now ? No, she cant live without

She will now, want the holy grail, only to wish for your immortality, maybe making you à servant. So she can for always be with you

She not asking your opinion on this tho, she will give you the time to process your newfound immortality after. But you have to understand, how can she be the god of live if hers love not beside her ?

After you two are a things, she would act more gently, acting almost like an young women with her first love.

She would insist for having dates where she could hold your hand and then act like if you are the person asking for them.

After breaking her first facade of a sly and sassy god who despise you, you will see she adore you.

She will not call you pet name tho, the most she will do is calling you Love, partly because she shy, and also cause she resent her job as a god of love

If you ask her to be more gentle, that she really Hurt your feeling, she would first laugh at you but then you will see she, in fact, dont mock you anymore

Your happyness is the most important thing for her. Even more if your happyness is with her.

And it will, she would make sure of that.

[mistymem0ryy]

Yandere Arlecchino x Ballerina Reader

‘Oh who is She’

Summary: As a ballerina in Fontaine’s most prestigious dancing Academy you have lived your life with the intent to serve the arts and being able to provide to your family a next meal. Life in the Opera house flows with the same old mundanity until the growing number of Fatui agents within the country alongside the death of one of your coworkers begins to solidify the already running distaste for the Shneznayan ‘diplomatic’ lackeys. Your opinion about them is as unsavory as the next guy, that is until you meet one of the grand patrons of the Theatre, Arlechinno, whose interest in you and your talent grows concerningly more fierce with every passing performance.

Author’s Notes >>> at the end of the post! please check it out for some clarifications!

Warnings: discussions of pr0stituti0n and the unsavory sides of performance arts, mentions of murder and your common yandere sketchiness

No beta we die like any teenage girl with Slavic ballet teachers

I. A misty memory 

The memory of the Genesis of your own downfall has never faded completely from your straying recollections. It possesses a freshness that stings and contorts. It is partially hidden by a cape of fog, a mist deep enough to make you look twice and yet, within its frailty, to provide you with a rough silhouette of that which now inhabits the realms of the unconscious.

Sometimes you wonder if its repression won’t be for the better. You have, for the first time in your life, genuinely reached the understanding that ignorance is truly bliss.

If you had known that a single glance could have harbored the power to throw you into the scorching depths of hell, you would have blinded yourself by the age of 9.

If you had known that the only way out of such an inferno would be through the merciless mountain of purgatory, you would have preferred for your limbs to be frozen whole alongside that six-eyed beast. Perhaps his flowing tears would have purged you of whatever sin you unknowingly committed in order to be cursed with such a fate.

She says she serves a God in her doings. You fear she has mistaken the voice of her unsightly desires for that of divinity.

But perhaps that must be the forbidden truth stuck within our suffocating throats—that our most grotesque and hideous desires are but a reflection of the Gods.

You were wearing black that day, a colour not unknown to your wardrobe, yet it was worn with a completely different intent, if memory serves you right. A girl around your age, red-haired with a blemish under her right eye. You had previously exchanged some vague pleasantries when alone behind the velvet curtains that could rival the tint of her reddening cheeks; she had once gifted you an arrangement of lavenders as a congratulation to your promotion into one of the highest grades within L’Academie and even went as far as to write one of your favourite poems upon the accompanying card attached to their freshly cut stems.

She had a name; you are sure of it, but for some reason you cannot bring yourself to recollect it now, the girl’s body had been found bloody and mud covered in a soiled ditch on Fontaine’s southern border exactly three days before you formally met Her.

She had been charming; even a blind fool would have been hypnotized by Her  enticing aura. And you had been exactly that—an ignorant and mindless fool.

It wasn’t the first time she had visited the theater; you try your best to blur the faces of the audience into an unrecognizable blob of flesh during performances, but hers was too marking to dismiss. Her gaze scrutinized each minute move of your flowing limbs, there was a certain hunger behind her eyes that made tremors consume the entirety of your body every time you set foot upon that regal stage.

It was as if you were 8 again and praying that the examiners for the exact prestigious company you now work for took pity upon yourself and did not slander your hard work with a crude rejection.

For the first few performances you presumed her attention was, in the least, wandering through your dancing colleagues too, the recurring meetings between your eyes and hers perhaps purely coincidental. That was until your first solo was presented.

You have been witness to hunger and yearning countless times, having even seen them invading and ravaging the souls of those near and afar from you, the prologue of such fervorous and ardent emotions, always far away from being sweet and clean. Like all things should strive to be.

To mistake whatever plundered her mind for ‘hunger’ or ‘yearning’ would be a bland fool’s mistake, you had unwisely mistaken a building famine for a theater’s infatuation, and that was the first of the many errors you would commit along the line.

Deep within yourself, you knew that at some point between this game of cat and mouse the Opera house ceased from being a place for the upper echelons of society to converse and demonstrate their riches while underpaid artists feebly hoped for recognition of their labors, and it began to belong solely to the two of you. 

The stage had become your own dissection table, and you did not know if it was pleasure or terror you derived from her dissecting gaze.

Perhaps your first solo had been the nail upon the coffin. You had refused to look towards her for the entirety of the arduous choreography, depicting the history of Chloé as she is taken unwillingly by pirates, eventually saved before the ravaging, thanking Pan for his graciousness, and once again reuniting with her lover.

 Your eyes were directed towards hers only once the music ceased with a harmonious  and thundering ending. You watched as, from within the silent public, her gloved hands came together and the first clap clamored through the walls, you felt a weird sense of pride and fear as she got up from her seat inside the private box, all while applauding your performance with an elegant smirk adorning her features, the rest of the audience followed suit, collectively getting up from their seats and filling the Opera house with the sound of resounding applause. 

You always felt this clamoring sting upon your scapulae every time your gazes happened to cross; their meeting as quick as their departure, or so you liked to believe.

Even after the closing of the curtains, when the only sound that met your ears was that of ragged breaths and squeaking wood, when the only smell that filled your senses was that of a mixture of human flesh and whatever toxic atrocity held your hair in place, even then you could still feel remnants of her stare covering your body, as if becoming a second layer of skin with every passing performance.

You knew she was Fatui from the beginning; after all, the servants of the so-called Tsaritsa didn’t exactly hide their duties or loyalties, be it by manner of speech or that of dressing. They had good money, though. You knew it. The rest of the dancers knew it. The directors and associates knew it. And sometimes you had to turn a deaf ear to hushed whispers about people mysteriously disappearing in the night without a single trace to be found. Sometimes you had to kill your morals if you wanted your next meal to be within an evening and not within 3 days.

The jeweled and fur-adorned audience could be drowning themselves in luxury and splendour, but the little dolls they so merrily applauded at the end of two continuous hours of Tchaikovsky couldn’t be more far away from such a blissful existence. It had been common for some spectators from the upper balconies to take an interest in certain ballerinas; with time, this commonality became a tradition and eventually a business in its own right. But to discuss it in such a manner would have been blasphemous within the highly adorned walls of the prestigious Theatre, some called it pr0stituti0n, the directors called it keeping their loyal patrons satisfied.

After yet another performance based on local folklore that the rich over-intellectualise in order to differentiate themselves from the common folk, you and your companions sluggishly returned to the poorly lit room where your belongings and whatever remnants of your honour were housed. You were all substituting the attire of Tyrian purple silk with formal dress in the colour of grief. The entire theater was in mourning, or at least that was the image the directors wished to convey.

The death of your fellow ballerina had caused quite the stir within Fontaine’s journals; the cause of the death of this poor girl was being discussed by intellectuals in fancy cafés and by drunks in dirty taverns, and yet you knew there was no real mourning behind it all. Her corpse was their quirky theme for the weekend chatter; a life had been lost, and her memory too would vanish from public memory within a week or two. The headline writers pointing to a possible murder would die out with time and enough pocket money on the directors’ part. Perhaps this was your first direct contact with the fragility and lingering nature of the human experience—to be forgotten, you presumed, was but a logical step in the grander scheme of things.

Some hours before it all went astray, you and other members of the Theatre’s staff had decided to visit a nearby cathedral before beginning the preparations for the performance destined to take place that same day. You had cleansed yourself before entering, scraped your knees upon the humidity of the wooden floor, and even lit your votive candle in front of the mosaic depicting the Hydro Archon.

You selfishly wanted to pray for the health of your family, perhaps even for a better salary, and yet you found yourself solely asking why—what greater good could the death of such a simple and honest girl have brought into this world? Was there a greater meaning behind her early departure? Did she at least have the grace of a painless death? Wherever she is now, is she happy?

The silence you received from the other side was deafening, like slaughter.

You could feel the intensity of an unknown gaze upon the left side of your face. You refused to even cower in its direction, to whomever that glance belonged to, it was most probably of no God that could fulfill your wishes.

You still remember how your knees ached as you gathered yourself from a praying position. How you had bid a good day to the priest upon your hurried leave. 

How you had petted the church’s cat that sluggishly showed you his black furred belly as you passed by his way. 

How you had offered whatever lingering candy you still gathered inside the pockets of your ageing trench coat to some street kids that always went to you for their sweet tooth (the little rascals).

The commute towards the curving golden gates that encircled the greenery belonging to the theater was too mundane to serve as a presage. The Archons had sent you no omens, no foreboding whatsoever. The birds chirped away the same conjunction of clashing tunes, the melody of human society waking up from its slumber and beginning its unceasing movement was the same you had experienced on a loop for years. 

Would you have entered the theatre’s doors if you had known what awaited you at the end of the day? Would you have been able to escape your future if only you had thought twice after the performance, after lingering gazes filled with want and something more?

Perhaps yes, perhaps no. There really is no use in pondering such things now, but you cannot deny that they do serve as interesting thought experiments to pass the time with.

No matter how many times you attempt to recollect the happenings of that day, they always re-emerge from whatever mental corner you’ve confined them in different forms, different silhouettes, different essences. Your memory has slowly lost the trust you had once graced it with, but no matter how many times you repeat that forsaken day in your diminishing mind, there is one thing that always resists change, one single constant within the writing of your doom.

The altar had smelled of chrysanthemums and lavender.

Author’s note: This will be a series of approximately 5 parts, some from Arlechino’s perspective and others structured as reminiscences such as the one just presented. Since Fontaine is still not out, the characterization of Arlecchino could with the coming of new information and lore become erroneous so I feel as if it is my duty to inform you that I am molding her personality based off of the new trailer and imbuing her with certain characteristics of fictional characters I personally think would be similar to her!

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

Rules (Re-vamped for new added fandoms, rules, prefrences, Master List, and Current Works)

(Re-vamped for new added fandoms, rules, and prefrences)

“I never ask a man what his business is, for it never interests me. What I ask him about are his thoughts and dreams.”-Howard Philips Lovecraft

Hello I'm Mr. Cosmic, I am a Romantic Asexual Man (Not sex repulsed, I actually find the concept of sex and how deeply it is ingrained in humanity fascinating) my birthday is September 26th, My favorite food is Spaghetti and Garlic Bread (I know I know, Asexuals and garlic bread), my favorite drink is home made Mountain Tea, I love writing romantic and fluffy things but I also may right angst if I'm in the right mood, My favorite bands are Queens Of The Stone Age, Arctic Monkeys, Franz Ferdinand, Iron Maiden, Nujabes (RIP), Megadeth, Rob Zombie, and Foo Fighters, I hope we can all get along!

I take recommendations for shows to watch and add to the list of fandoms and music to listen to while I write (I am partial to fast paced songs, but I also enjoy slower ones)

I am also associated with the @favonius-library and @ecrin-de-litterature

ASKS ARE: OPEN!

ALL OF MY CURRENT WORKS

ALL OF MY CURRENT WORKS PT.2

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My Pet Peeves For Asks

One Of My Pet Peeves For Asks: Fighters, Not Body Builders

Rules

I only write romance for female characters but I'm perfectly fine with writing platonic male relationships (There are a few exceptions but most of the time this is the rule of thumb to go by)

I write for G/N, Male, and Female readers

Like any other Tumblr I reserve the right to reject asks

Be Respectful.

Do Not Hate On People In The Comments!

No Homophobia, Transphobia, etc. etc.

If You Have A Question About A Post Ask In The Comments Of The Post please.

No Politics!

I prefer to write for Ladies but I will do guys once in a blue moon if they're a part of the ask.

Due to a recent attempt to write trans readers and the anxiety attack which affected my willingness to write I have made the decision to (For the moment this may change though it is unlikely) not write Trans readers there is nothing wrong with Trans People I just feel like I can't portray them properly.

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FANDOMS

Genshin Impact

Honkai Star Rail

Reverse 1999

Lobotomy Corporation

Library Of Ruina

Limbus Company

Bleach

RWBY

Chainsaw man

Jujutsu Kaisen

Fate Grand Order and Fate in general

Ikki Tousen

Highschool DxD

Senran Kagura

Danganropa

Persona 3

Persona 4

Persona 5

Shin Megami Tensei

Dungeon Fighter Online

Dungeon Fighter Duel

River City Girls

Tekken

King Of Fighters

Guilty Gear

Granblue Fantasy

Blazblue

Skullgirls

Under Night In Birth

Street Fighter

Resident Evil

Final Fantasy

Fear & Hunger

Fear & Hunger: Termina

Hi-Fi Rush

Trails Of Cold Steel

Girls Front Line

Bloodborne

Elden Ring

(To Be Added)

What I Will Do

Character x Reader

All of the dere's (Yandere, Kudere, Tsundere, Goudere, Masodere, Sadodere etc. etc.)

Poly

Character x Multiple (Separate from Poly, NSFW only Ex. Free Use)

Platonic Relationships

NSFW (If You Want a Specific Kink You Have To Ask)

(More To Be Added)

What I Won’t Do

Underage

Non-Con (I might do CNC)

Kinks like Scat and Vore

NTR

(More To Be Added)

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[crookeddefendorbanana]

Yandere Vergil x Female Reader (Royal AU)

Word Count: 1,500?

Warnings: This story contains themes of control, manipulation, forced pregnancy and emotional distress.

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In a world ruled by darkness, where kingdoms trembled at the mention of his name, Vergil stood tall as the demon king. With his piercing blue eyes and an air of commanding authority, he controlled a large group of dangerous individuals who had taken over several kingdoms. None dared to challenge his power.

One fateful day, as Vergil strode through the conquered kingdom, his eyes fell upon a shy villager named [Y/N]. Her [h/c] hair framed her delicate features, and her [e/c] eyes sparkled with innocence. Something about her captivated him, and a possessive desire ignited within him. He knew he had to make her his own.

Demanding that [Y/N] be wedded to him and bear his children, Vergil became increasingly controlling. When she refused, he deemed her a criminal, falsely accusing her of treason against his reign. [Y/N] was locked away in a tower, hidden from the rest of her village, until she agreed to his orders.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. With each passing day, [Y/N]'s spirit grew weaker, crushed under the weight of isolation and manipulation. The villagers were led to believe that she was an evil woman, a threat to their peaceful existence. Rumors spread like wildfire, painting her as a villainess, and the once caring villagers turned their backs on her.

It was a year of torment, and [Y/N] felt her resistance slowly crumbling. The constant presence of Vergil's guards and the whispered words of betrayal from her former friends took their toll. The isolation became unbearable, and her spirit was broken.

In the depths of her despair, [Y/N] made the heart-wrenching decision to accept Vergil's proposal. She would become his bride, bear his children, and forever be bound to the demon king. With trembling hands and tear-filled eyes, she agreed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Vergil, who had been observing [Y/N] from the shadows, watched as she capitulated. A triumphant smirk played on his lips, knowing that he had finally claimed his mate. The next day, he made a grand announcement to his people, standing on the balcony of the kingdom he had conquered.

His voice echoed throughout the city as he addressed his subjects. "My dear subjects, today I unveil the truth that has been hidden from you. Our beloved [Y/N] was not a criminal, but a pawn controlled by a treacherous enemy kingdom that sought to destroy us from within."

As the crowd gasped in shock, Vergil's eyes gleamed with satisfaction. He motioned for [Y/N] to stand beside him, her eyes cast downwards, ashamed and broken. "She was manipulated, forced to commit acts against her will. I, as your king, have saved her from their clutches."

The once-sympathetic villagers stared at [Y/N], their eyes filled with confusion and disbelief. Some felt betrayed, while others hesitated to judge too quickly. The truth had been twisted to serve Vergil's purpose, and he reveled in the power it gave him over [Y/N] and the people.

After that he took her into his personal chambers.

As the days transformed into weeks, a shift occurred in Vergil's demeanor towards [Y/N]. Once he learned of her pregnancy, his obsession took a different form. Instead of tormenting her, he began treating her like a queen, showering her with affection and care.

Vergil would take her on rides down into the village, guarded by his loyal subjects. His arm would be wrapped around her waist, a protective gesture that sent shivers down her spine. In those moments, she could feel his possessive nature and his desire to shield her from any harm.

As they walked through the bustling streets, Vergil would proudly admire [Y/N]'s petite stature compared to his own. He relished in the height difference, reveling in the fact that he could envelop her in his protective embrace. It was a stark contrast to the twisted reality she had grown accustomed to, as if he was acknowledging her vulnerability and cherishing it.

Although this new treatment appeared loving on the surface, [Y/N] couldn't help but wonder if it was just another layer of manipulation. Was this his way of ensuring her compliance, using their unborn child as a tool to solidify his control? Doubts nagged at her, whispering that true love and freedom were still distant dreams.

Despite the glimmers of kindness and tenderness she received, [Y/N] remained a prisoner in her own existence. She yearned to break free from the web of deceit that surrounded her, to rediscover her true self, and to reclaim her independence. She knew that only time would reveal the truth behind Vergil's actions, and she hoped that within the darkness, her strength would shine through.

[icantthinkyandere]

[About the blog owner/Rules]

Hello and welcome, everyone. My name is Lee, and I use mainly they/them pronouns^^

I am writing whatever pops into my head with either my ideas, anyone else's, or concepts I think about(that doesn't have often, though)

{Rules}

I write with a focus on yandere content(obviously) and gender neutral readers, I will only use they/them and you/yours pronouns.

I try to keep descriptions of the reader to a minimum. So I can write for multiple audiences.

As for how I write yanderes, I write for soft yanderes since I lean more into what I think the characters would act like with yandere being an added trait to their personalities.

I will write in headcanons, what ifs and expanding an idea mainly. I will write full stories, but that will be my own ideas until I get comfortable writing them.

I might sometimes write my own oc x character.

And finally, please try to be clear about what you want.

I will do :

Up to 3 characters

Female and male characters

Yandere

Yandere alphabet

Platonic yandere

Mild angst

Non yandere

Fluff

I will not do :

Character x character

Yandere! Reader(this might change later)

Smut

Dub/noncon

Pregnancy

Minor x adult

Incest

A/B/O

And

Anything about physically harming the reader

The fandoms I write for are! :

Genshin impact

Star rail

Fate/grand order

Persona 4/5

Potionomics

And

My OCs once I get around to making profiles

The characters I won't write as romantic and will only do as Platonic are -

Genshin : Nahida, Klee, Qiqi, Yaoyao, Dori, Sayu, and Diona.

Star rail : Hook, Bailu, and Clara.

Persona 4/5 : Nanako, Shu, Shinya, Morgana, Justine/Caroline/Lavenza, and Jose.

Fate/grand order : There are too many characters to name, so if I don't want to write them as romantic, I will let you know.

Characters I am unable to write -

Fate grand/order - JP locked servants.

>Big disclaimer<

I am doing this for fun, I will not be that active due to college, mainly, and if I feel that I am unable to properly do a request, I will ignore it. So, if you send something and it doesn't get answered, it's not you, it's me. But most of the time, if it's not answered, it is because I am focusing on something IRL. And I have the right to ignore/delete any requests that make me uncomfortable.

As well if you do not like the yandere concept and it makes you uncomfortable, I ask that you just block me since your comfortability matters, and it's the best thing you can do.

I also do not support harming anyone or doing anything with the invasion of real people's privacy. If you yourself are having any thoughts such as these, please do seek guidance from proper and trustworthy sources. Be safe.

×DNI if you are×

Racist

Homophobic

Transphobic

Do not support Bi/Pan/Ace/Aro folks

I might update this. I got my eyes on you 👁👄👁

[the-ultimate-puppteer]

Rules page

Property of the NFF and Towa Industries writing department

Howdy hey everyone this one the ultimate puppeteer and this is my rules page

These are the fandoms this one I'll write for:

Danganronpa from THH, Goodbye Despair, Killing Harmony,Ultra Despair Girls to Danganropa 3, Fate/Grand Order, Fate stay night, RWBY, Jujutsu Kaisen and Persona 4 and 5 Royal, Helluva Boss, Honkai Star rail andI also write for the My hero academia

Rules for Requesting: 

What I will write

I’ll write fluff and Angst to fluff

I also write for NSFW topics too

I love writing romanic relationships and yanderes,I'm also open to yandere's

I write Character x Male Reader mostly and the reader will be either male or gender neutral

Characters I write for

Danganropa: All female characters along with Makoto and Chihiro

RWBY: All Female characters.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Maki, Miwa, Mai, Utahime, Mei Mei and Nobara

Persona 3- 5: Phantom thief girls and Confidants, Investigation team girls along with Ai Ebihara and Marie, Sees Girls and Yuko and Chihiro

Helluva Boss: I write for Stella, Octavia, Loona, Verasika mayday, and Millie.

MHA: Class 1A girls, Kendo Itsuka, Nejire, Camie Utsushimi, Rei Todoroki, Fuyumi Todoroki, Rumi Usagiyama| Mirko Ryuko Tatsuma| Ryukyu, Himiko Toga, and Nemuri Kayama| Midnight

I especially love writing for Danganronpa girls : Junko, Mukuro, Ruruka, Mikan, Maki, Tenko, Monaca, Hiyoko, Himiko and Ibuki

Honkai star rail : Kafka, Acheron, March 7th, Serval Black swan, Natasha, Silver Wolf, Seele, Qingque, Herta and Yukong

The coffin of Andy and Leyley: Ashley Graves

My character limit 1-3 characters

I'm okay with writing for topics such as Self harm and suic!de, but only for the purposes of comfort. I don't romanticizing or fetishizing these topics.

I'm able to write for topics for mental illness like ADHD, Depression, PTSD, Autism,Schizophrenia and Schizotypal personality disorder. I also write for DID

Please keep in mind that I have the right to deny requests

My main form of writing is headcanons but if I like the idea enough and you request I can write in story format.

What I won't write:

No abuse, unless it's recovery or comfort

I don't write incest either

I won't write for trans readers since I wouldn't be able to really write them and it feels odd to try too

[yanderedreamer]

Yandere Merlin / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: Merlin can be cruel if he wants to.

"You're quite the cunning one, aren't you?"

A smile that didn't seem quite typical of Merlin crawled over his lips as he pinned you on the ground. You flailed helplessly under his weight, and the Magus of Flowers merely chuckled at your pathetic attempts. Although he's slow at magic incantations, his rank B strength makes up for it and thus allowing him to physically overpower you.

Not that he couldn't bind you with his magic. He could do it easily if he wanted to, but he prefers getting physical in these struggles.

"It's been a while since I last met someone who can cause me a lot of trouble," he said, eyeing Medusa and Ozymandias who lay defeated around you, "It's smart of you to pit two Riders against a Caster like me. Such a shame that not everything went according to plan, my Hope of Avalon."

"Let me go! Or I'll use my Command Spell to return you to the Throne!" you angrily exclaimed, glaring up at him with your fists clenched. Merlin's smile widened as a shadow was cast over his eyes.

"Oh? Go on then," he said, knowing very well that you can't. His existence as your "Servant" isn't tied to Chaldea's summoning system, making your Command Spells useless against him; he's not dead and he can't die, so he has no place in the Throne of Heroes either. Before you could humour him with your futile attempt, a dark blur suddenly attacked him from the side which threw him off you.

"Do not lay your hands on Master," Medusa growled, assuming a battle stance with her twin daggers. As Merlin picked himself up from the ground, he wiped off the blood that trickled down his chin and summoned his staff.

"Kings, divine spirits... None of you will be allowed to stand in my path," he murmured, tapping his staff on the ground. A glowing pink glyph with floral patterns expanded beneath his feet, and your field of vision was soon obscured by pink flower petals. "It's time to wake up, (y/n)."

You suddenly awoke with a loud gasp as your eyelids flew open. The feeling of somebody's arm around you made you recoil, and before you could do anything else, your arms were pressed to your sides as Merlin hugged you tightly against his chest. The two of you were trapped in his tower in Avalon, and seeing the neverending blue sparkling with winter stars outside of your eternal prison reminded you that Merlin had already whisked you away to his sealed utopia at the end of the world.

"That felt more like a nightmare, didn't it?" he asked, laughing.

You didn't answer him. You didn't dare to move. All you could do was think about how cruel Merlin can be with his illusions.

"I don't particularly enjoy devouring your nightmares," he began, brushing away your tears that were rolling down your cheeks with faux kindness, "But being able to sense your fear and desperation to get rid of me is more exciting than I thought."

[altea-devotion]

🌺Welcome🌺

🌺Hello ! You can call me Altea, i'm 22 years old, A woman and well, i like writing, Genshin Impact and more things that i cant remember

🌺This blog will be for writing stuff, taking request and ask.

🌺I'm sure it would be fun !

🌺I will mostly write for GN!Reader or Male Reader, mostly cause they dont have a lot of stuff on it and its sad

🌺I will write Female!Reader with other woman or when i just feel like it.

🌺If you want a specific gender pls tell me !

🌺I will also share my OC's with you all ! Hope you gonna love them

I'm french so pardon my English.

I will write for the following fandom

I will update my fandom little by little !!

Genshin Impact

Fate Grand Order/Fate Stay night

One Piece

Ouran High School Host Club (will not write NSFW for Honey, romance are ok tho)

JJBA (Only up to Part 6)

Howl Moving Castle

Kagerou Project

I am OK with :

Yandere

Romance

Platonic things

NSFW (not too much tho)

I will NOT write:

Non-con.

Loli/Shota, every minor you request would be platonically.

Vore

Gore

Anything i judge too Kinky

Masterlist

Request and Ask statues

Request: Open

Ask: Open

WIP:

Kama x GN!Reader headcanon (Fate)

Oc's Presentation: DANIEL ENTER THE CHAT

Howl x Reader comfort after the Rain (Howl's moving castle)

[lovemedeadwrites]

Hello! New writing blog here, you may call me Matthew! accepting yandere requests for the following fandoms:

[Updated!]

-Houseki no Kuni

-Black Butler

-Genshin Impact

-Ancient Magus Bride

-Fire Emblem Three Houses

-Fate Grand Order/Fate Series

Rules:

-Not writing if it's completely NSFW.

-If you want to request headcanons, it's limited to three characters only per request.

-Fics will take some time to make, so please be patient with me.

-Please don't spam my inbox with the same requests.

-Any genre is allowed, but depending on the theme, it is still yandere.

-There are some things that I may not be comfortable with writing, so please bear with me if your request is not fulfilled.

-This is a yandere blog, so please beware of some disturbing behavior and content; Disclaimer, I do not condone this behavior in real life.

[supimjustwriting]

Tarnished Gold

Yandere Caster Gilgamesh x Small Master

Trigger Warnings: Possessiveness, Unhealthy Relationships, Yandere, Gil is still demeaning (maybe even more so)

If you are uncomfortable with any of these subjects. Please don’t read. Thank you in advance.

Summary:

The King of Heroes answered this pathetic master’s call. Why would they need anyone else? Sure he no longer had the chains of Enkidu but his treasury still remains. Though more than half is being claimed by a certain useless Goddess.

What else could the master want? Shall they be his loyal attendant or rule by his side?

Author’s Note:

Request from @deepdarkmindobservation I hope you all enjoy. I’m so weak for Cas Gil. He was my first 4 star. Send HELp. Re-reading this. It honestly just seems like regular Gilgamesh because of his possessive and sadistic tendencies. All in all. It was a pleasure to write.

There goes his pipsqueak of a master, running around Chaldea like a helpless mouse. Scarlet eyes burned into Y/N’s back as they spoke to the newly summoned Red Archer. Usually such things weren’t a threat to him. Yet for some reason this new servant rubbed him the wrong way.

“Master, I advise you to stand back. I’ll spare you the details but to shorten things. This servant is a pain in the ass,” Emiya stared down the Caster with a raised brow before smirking. “Even if you change your getup. I’ll still recognize you King of Heroes.”

A childish chuckle could be heard from underneath the tanned man’s coat. “Emiya-kun. I’ll have you know that Goldie here was one of my first servants. So as your master. I advise you two to get along,” Y/N chastised, going on their tiptoes to gently pat the archer’s cheek. “Isn’t that right, My King?”

‘Just as trained,’ Gilgamesh thought to himself with a nod, offering his non-armored hand to the master. Only to be greeted by Y/N dragging Archer away by the hand.

“See you later Goldie! I gotta go show Emiya the rest of Chaldea. I wouldn’t want to bother you with such a boring task after all. Please don’t overwork yourself again!” their master chimed, sticking their tongue out at him as they turned the corner.

“That little-” pinching the bridge of his nose. A deep sigh escaped his lips. ‘No matter. Just have patience. You’ll see them in your, their room soon enough.

 ~

Night fell, along with the King’s patience as he seated himself on the foot of his master’s bed. Arms and legs crossed as his gaze tried to will his master into existence.

‘Just where were they? If this was Uruk they should be punished severely for making him wait. Actually-’

The sound of the door snapped him from his thought, earning the ‘intruder’ a loud ahem from the male.

“Good-” a yawn escaped Y/N lips as they stumbled over to their bed, “ Good evening my King. Shouldn’t you be in bed? I know you’re a servant but you should-” a gasp escaped their lips, followed by a soft shiver as Gilgamesh nested his face in the crook of your neck. “Gil?”

The words caught in your throat as you felt the king’s teeth dig into flesh.

“Just what made you think you had the right to make me wait, mongrel?” He practically purred against your ear as he held you close against his chest. Gilgamesh gripped your chin, forcing you to gaze into his crimson eyes. “Your answer?”

A lump grew in your throat. Could he hear your heartbeat? You knew the king desired attention. Thus ignoring him for the day seemed like a good idea. If only you kept note at how unreasonably childish he could be at times.

“I-I was testing something,” your eyes darted to the floor as you winced from his tightening grip.

“Testing what exactly? Choose your next words carefully mongrel. I don’t want that demi-servant chastising me for being too rough with you again,” another shiver ran down your spine as you felt his cool armored fingers caress your scalp.

His grip fell limp upon your answer. You were kidding him right? To think he fell for it as well.

‘Because you love me ~’

Your words rang in his ears as he pulled you onto the bed, into a suffocating hold against his chest. Gilgamesh’s infamous laugh filled the room before gently caressing his treasure.

“Watch that tongue of yours. Pull a stunt like this again and you’ll be lucky to leave with light bruising.” 

[cosmichorrorsarestillnicerthanme]

A List Of All Of My Current Works Pt.1

Genshin Impact

Tsundere Diluc X Reader

First Meeting Rosaria X Reader

Breaking An Entering: Electric Boogaloo A Sequel To First Meeting

Triad Pt.1 (Ningguang X Beidou X Reader)

Sara Kujou X Reader

Eula, Hu Tao, Sara, Ninguang and *Spins wheel* Barbra’s reaction to an S/O who has gone loopy after taking some medicine to fight their fever randomly confessing their undying love.

Jean Gunnhildr N.S.F.W. Headcannons

Lumine, Eula, and Jean With A Reader Who Uses A Frying Pan As A Weapon

Catching Her Eye-Ningguang X Reader

Worthy Of You-Sara X Reader

Differing Types Of Art-Yoimiya X Reader

Kokomi X Injured Reader

Ningguang Brainrot

Yandere Raiden Shogun

Holiday Gift-Layla, Furina, and Kokomi X Reader

A Gift To A Friend- Kaeya, Childe, Beidou, and Furina X Reader

100 Followers Event: Ei X Reader-Sharing

Reverse 1999

Dikke X Reader

Jujutsu Kaisen

Maki, Mai, Nobara, And Miwa With Powerful Himbo S/O

Maki, Mai, Nobara, And Miwa With Powerful Himbo S/O Pt.2

Fate Grand Order alongside Fate and TYPE MOON in general

SFW And NSFW Jacques De Molay Foreigner x Reader

Morgan, Baobhan, Melusine, and Barghest With Master Reader

SFW and NSFW Anastasia Hedcannons

Gareth And Mordred Fluff Scenarios and Headcannons

Fairy Knights and Morgan with a Depressed Master Reader

Scathach, Medusa Rider, And Florence Nightingale X Reader -Angst-

Scathach, Medusa Rider, And Florence Nightingale X Reader -Hurt Comfort-

"I'm So In Love With You" Artoria Pendragon X Reader

"You're Beautiful" Medusa Rider and Gorgon X Reader

"Do you trust me?" Serenity and Shuten Douji X Reader

"You're Cute When Your Angry" Rin Tohsaka and Mordred X Reader

"I'm So In Love With You" Medusa and Gorgon X Reader

"I Want To Protect You!" Mordred and Quetzalcoatl X Reader

Bradamante X Reader

Caenis X Reader

Penthesilea X Autistic Master Reader

Poly Scathach, Nightingale x Reader

Lancer Artoria X Reader With Powers Like Alucard From Hellsing

The Knights Of The Round Finding Out About Artoria Saber, Lancer, and Alter's S/O

Medusa, Caenis, and Gorgon With An S/O They Like To Tease

Nobu with a former Master Reader who became a servant

Penthesilea and Caenis with A Reader Who Loves Their Personality

Artoria And The Child Of Mordred X Reader Being Called "Grandpa"

Nagao Kagetora x Reader

Death By Snu Snu- Shuten Douji, Mash, Raikou, Barghest, and Castoria X Reader

Ereshkigal, Quetzalcoatl, and Reader Poly Headcannons

Danganronpa

General relationship HCs for a GN! Reader paired with Mahiru and Ibuki

Playing With Their Hair Headcanons-Toko, Jack, and Mikan

Mahiru, Kaede, and Ibuki caring for an S/O with a broken leg

Celestia, Miu, and Kyoko when their S/O who's the opposite calls them cute for the first time

Himiko and Kirumi with an energetic and affectionate S/O

Himiko X Tenko X Reader

Persona

P3: Mitsuru With Someone Who Loves To Play With Her Hair

P5: Futaba and Makoto X Smart Delinquent Reader

Chie Satonaka & Orie with a reader coming out as Bi

100 Followers Event: P3: Mitsuru Kirijo-Secret

Bloodborne

Gehrman X Reader

Micolash X Reader

Impostor Iosefka x Reader

Choir X Reader

Elden Ring

Malenia NSFW Alphabet

Guilty Gear

RANDOM INCORRECT QUOTES [Guilty Gear X Reader Edition Pt.1]

RANDOM INCORRECT QUOTES [Guilty Gear X Reader Edition Pt.2]

What Dates With Them Would Be Like-Testament

Relationship Headcannons: Millia Rage and Bullet

"You're Beautiful"- Bridget X Reader

Baiken Teaches You How To Fight!

Testament NSFW Headcannons

100 Followers Event: Undercovers, Ramlethal

Stealing Their Hat-Testament x Reader

Elphelt X Dragon Install Gear Reader NSFW

Blazblue

Relationship Headcannons: Millia Rage and Bullet

Tsubaki Yayoi X Reader

Mai Natsume X Reader

Under-Night-In-Birth

Wagner With An Affectionate S/O

Hilda Relationship Headcannons

Yandere Wagner x Reader

Orie X Affectionate Reader

Chie Satonaka & Orie with a reader coming out as Bi

Incorrect Under Night In Birth X Reader Quotes

Skullgirls

Miss Fortune, Black Dahlia, and Eliza x Reader

Street Fighter

Cammy White NSFW-A Nice Hot Shower

Juri Han X Reader

Married Life With Juri Han X Chun-Li

Elena & Menat X Reader Headcannons

Rivals To Lovers With Sakura & Makoto X Reader

Laura & Karin X Reader Dating Headcannons

Elena X Reader Fluff Headcannons

Getting Caught In The Act With Cammy, Elena, & Karin

Death By Snu Snu With Chun-Li And Juri Han X Reader

Tis But A Scratch! - Juri, Cammy, and Ibuki X Reader

Decapre X Reader Incorrect Quotes

Kissing Chun-Li, Juri, and Cammy's Abs

Calling Them Sugar Mommy-Karin Kanzuki & Mitsuru Kirijo X Reader

Resident Evil

Jill Valentine X Reader

Final Fantasy

Tifa Lockart X Dragoon!Reader

Sephiroth X Reader: 100 Followers Event-Bite

Fear And Hunger & Fear And Hunger: Termina

The Freedom Of Choice-Levi X Reader (Platonic)

Marina And Abella Relationship Headcannons

Marina X Reader She Met Post Termina

[fandom-go-round]

Can we have yandere Lancer from Fate stay night hc?

Warnings: Yandere Character, Murder of other love partners

He’s a sneakier type of yandere. With his “easy going” attitude, you never suspect much unless he snaps or something very obvious happens. Cu’s a warrior at heart and it sounds normal when he says he has to watch you 24/7. You’re his Lord and nothing can ever happen to you.

He treats you the same, yandere or not. He loves to tease you and flirt with you, throwing an arm around your shoulder as the two of you laugh. He’s not afraid, however, to tell other people off and keep you away from loud crowds. More than once he’s led you away from a potential date before you realized what was going on.

Cu has 100% killed people to keep them away from you. That’s not his go to move but if they don’t respect his words, they’re going to end up dead. He warns them twice before sinking his lance into their heart, eyes cold as he gets rid of the body.

This is how you find out his obsessed with you, grocery bags falling to the ground as Cu yanks his lance out of the man in front of you. Blood sprays anywhere and you can’t move, eyes wide as he looks at you. He sighs, shaking his head but walking over. He moves like a predator, eyes never leaving your face.

“Aw damn it, I didn’t want you to see that. I like it better when you’re smiling and living a normal life.” You blink and he’s in front of you, fingers titling your head to look at him. “Too late now. Come on Master, it’s time to go home.”

[yanderedreamer]

Yandere Enkidu / gender-neutral reader.

Synopsis: General yandere headcanons.

Warnings: Implied dub-con (in the last bullet point), isolation, use of chains.

Enkidu is a creation of the gods and a sentient weapon with a humanoid form, which makes him quite terrifying as a yandere. He's domineering and extremely possessive, and wouldn't hesitate to become the enemy of humanity if anybody, including Gilgamesh tries to take you away from him.

It would start off as subtle. Enkidu was never human to begin with and was created with the purpose of being a weapon meant to restrain the gods, so he struggled to understand the unpleasant feeling that would stir inside his chest whenever he sees you take another Lancer for your daily missions. Right before the rayshift, he'd confront you about your choice of Servants and beg you to take him along.

You notice that he's unusually aggressive in battle. The Enkidu that always fights with a level head was tearing the chimera that had wounded you apart with his chains. Drops of blood splatter on his face and clothes, and he turns to you with an eerily calm smile, as if asking to be praised. You could only stare at him in silence, but that's okay because all he wants is your attention. Keep your eyes on him, and look at him only.

Enkidu thinks you're weak; you are human after all. You're surrounded by powerful Servants who can easily overpower you if they want to, but he can protect you. He won't ever betray you so why are you looking at him with eyes of fear? If you continue to push him away like this, he will treat you like a god, and gods like you need to be restrained. The Chain of Heaven is ineffective against you, but he can still restrain you with it because you're a weak human - and that's exactly what he does. After cornering you in your own room, he summons multiple chains to lock your movements before pressing a tender kiss on your forehead, his hand loosely cupping your chin.

Until you learn to embrace him, he'll hold you prisoner. Nobody would suspect a loyal Servant like him of lying, so the staff of Chaldea easily believe his lie about you being unwell. "Don't worry," he says, smiling at Mash, "I'll take good care of Master."

Enkidu does take good care of you, if you ignore the fact that he's keeping you chained up. He feeds you, washes you, reads books for you, and tells you what's happening in Chaldea. He only loosens the chains around you if you need to go to the toilet or sleep. At night, he lies in bed with you as his arms hold your waist in a possessive grip. He doesn't need to sleep, so he admires and gingerly traces your features while you squeeze your eyes shut.

You can lower his guard by pretending to accept him. Lean into his inviting touch, caress his cheeks, wrap your arms around him... It's been so long since he last felt the loving touch of a significant other that he immediately melts against you, and for a moment, it feels as if the gentle Enkidu is back. If you manage to escape from him and go to another Servant for help, he will find out eventually. His anger can only be appeased if he returns the unfortunate Servant to the Throne himself. Although Enkidu promised that he would never use Enuma Elish on you, that doesn't mean he won't use it on your other Servants.

Crying in front of him won't do much. He'll simply kiss your tears away, murmuring, "You wouldn't feel so miserable if you just stayed with me." He never wanted to make you cry, you just left him no choice.

Some of your Servants are jealous that Enkidu gets the mana transfer privilege during battles, unaware that you're doing this because you were forced to. As a divine construct, his mana reserves are as impressive as his Noble Phantasm, so the mana transfer is just an excuse for him to touch you. He'd sometimes get carried away and forces his tongue down your throat while you kiss, the hand squeezing your nape wordlessly warning you to not pull away.

Enkidu's humanoid form was the result of him sleeping with Shamhat for 6 days and 7 nights. It was modeled after her paradoxical beauty, and he wants to do the same with you. He wants to preserve a part of you in his appearance so that in a way, you will remain with him until he returns to the Throne. Won't you indulge his desire? You can't really say anything when he's already laying you down on the bed and disrobing you.