#yandere genshin x gender neutral reader

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Hello, I'm the one who requested the Freminent and accidentally forgotten Zhongli with a S/o who has cute aggression towards them. If there is no issue could you also do the same for Zhongli, it's okay if not btw. (Also I loved the original with just Fremi)

hi hi! i'm glad to see you came back :D sorry for the wait, i usually end up writing late at night so i apologize for missing him the first time, here he is now though! i hope you enjoy :3c

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behavior, mentions of starting forest fires, mentions of destroying cities, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Zhongli has seen a lot in his many, many years but this was… well this behavior was rather new to him. He had heard often the great lengths one would go to show their love and devotion to him back when he was still the Geo Archon, but to have his darling say they’d set all of Sumeru on fire was startling.

It isn’t to say he doesn’t like it, he’s quite flattered by it all, but you can expect constant reassurance from him that you aren’t actually going to do this. You- you wouldn’t actually start a forest fire, would you? Zhongli needs that little reminder every so often that you aren’t actually plotting such things, just using them as examples for expressing your intense feelings towards him.

Wanting to share in this cute behavior of yours, Zhongli starts vocalizing his love and affection for you as well. Instead of mimicking your cute aggression though, he uses historical quotes and references. You don’t always get them, but the delighted smile on his face whenever he says them to you, following your cute aggression comments is enough to have you falling in love with them anyways.

“I love you so much I could knock down all of Liyue with my bare hands.” Zhongli smiles at your comment, an adoring look on his face as his hands come up to gently cup yours. His thumbs brush over your cheeks, a shimmer of love in his eyes as he stares at you.

“Hear my soul speak. Of the very instant that I saw you, Did my heart fly at your service.” Zhongli’s words are smooth, falling from his lips in the same poetic manner they were written and memorized. Loving you comes easy to him, something that seems ingrained in his being as much as breathing has become. You make him feel human, make him feel like he can be soft and tender like one. Around you, Zhongli feels like he can love.

A lot of times his quotes sorta go over your head and that’s ok, he’s happy to repeat them as many times as you need or to sit down and explain what they mean to you. It just gives him a reason to spend even more time with you, something of which he adores.

If you ever showed deeper interest in any of his expressions of love, do know he would be more than happy to share whatever literature he found them in. Going through old books, reading and acting out long-forgotten plays, what was once a key token of history that now sits dusty on the shelves, he adores doing it all with you. Zhongli is such a hopeless romantic when it comes to you, he just adores you so much and cannot stand to ever be apart from you for long.

[yandere-romanticaa]

⚘ 𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦.

The Iudex of Fontaine is a busy man. However could he possibly keep track of you in the hustle and bustle of everyday life? Fortunately for him, the Melusines have his back.

yandere! neuvillette x gn! reader.

Soft orange cracks of the setting sun lurked in the office of the Iudex, the endless stacks of papers causing him much stress as his mind wandered to literally anything other than the work he ought to be doing. His hands shook with worry as he glanced over at the large glass of water beside him, the clear liquid seemingly staring back at him, daring the man to finally make a move.

Despite his status, despite his power, Neuvillette was but a man when it came to you.

Never in his life had he allowed himself to grow so attached to another person. For all those centuries he spent walking on this Earth, Neuvillette kept a calm demeanor and polite face to the world. He was renowned for his kindness and gentle heart despite the viciousness his duties required of him. He stood high as the personification of justice itself, a proud symbol of everything which needed to be held up high and respected. He was indeed very much respected. Even loved in some special way by the people of Fontaine.

He never realized just how much his soul ached for the presence of another human being by his side, someone who was willing to allow him to just... be himself. Someone who would allow him to drop the mask for a few blissful moments, a person who would tell him that it was okay for him to make a mistake.

Neuvillette never acted on these desires.

That was precisely why he felt so starstruck at the downright violation of his heart.

How could you do this to him? How dare you do this to him? Neuvillette lost count how many times he tried to shoo you off but it was to no avail. It was as if you were glued to him by the hip and he adored every moment of it.

His weeping heart was not ready for the intensity of his emotions.

Sometimes when no one was around, he would shed tears at the thought of you. What were you doing? How was your day? Why did you care so much about him? Were you even aware of the emotional turmoil you caused him? Honestly, he could not even be mad at you.

He loved you too much to ever be angry with you.

Dark grey clouds would hover high above all of Fontaine, the tears of the crying dragon cascading down the world. Neuvillette would sit in his office, alone and scared, with no one to comfort him.

That was his first initial thought at least.

Some people say that there is a rainbow behind every corner and as time passed, the Iudex learned that lesson too. Tiny footsteps would tail behind him like looming shadows, always there but out of reach. Whenever he would turn around there would be no one there and if there ever was he would have to lower his gaze down towards the ground, only to be met with the face of a smiling Melusine. He would have a chat with the sweet creature which always managed to lift his spirits, even for a little bit. The conversations were usually brief but as time went on the tiny Melusines became more... nosey, shall we say.

They would ask the Iudex personal questions which they could have not known about such as who was that person who kept visiting him in his office. What was his affiliation with them. The blush on his pale cheeks always gave him away which always caused the Melusines to giggle but they would say nothing more, always dropping the topic as fast as they brought it up.

Melusines did not understand human nature and its complicated feelings. Neither did Neuvillette, which they knew. That was no reason for them not to try to learn.

One day though, Liath delivered a set of organized documents straight to Neuvillette's desk. He first found this to be odd but the Melusine said nothing, only giving him a mysterious little smile as she waited for the Iudex to see the contents of the things she had brought.

With a delicate touch, Neuvillette took the files in his gloved hands and opened them carefully. His eyes widened in shock as he read everything with utmost care.

Absolutely everything inside was about you.

Your height, weight, age, birth certificate, some little things that were written down by hand such as your hobbies, names of friends and family, places you frequented.

Neuvillette quickly shut the folder, his heart pumping hard and fast as he looked back at Liath.

"This was a joint operation by all of us. We just wished to ease your suffering, Monsieur Neuvillette."

He could feel his throat drying up with each passing moment, any semblance of a potential word which he wanted to say all dying on his tongue.

This was wrong, illegal even.

He still could not help but to feel touched.

He did not reprimand the Melusines for their actions. He was ashamed for relying on such tactics. For the time being though, this could be a surefire way to help him ease his anxieties.

Perhaps he could even woo you a little in the process as well...

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[taintedbenevolence]

Self Aware! AU Wriothesley

warnings! yandere au, self-aware au, obsessive & unhealthy tendencies, mentions of / implied kidnapping, stalking, fontaine archon quest spoilers (?)

a/n - some more yan! wrio because i love him sm <3 also, imbibitor lunae prompt coming soon!

self-aware! wriothesley, who doesn't let you know initially that he's aware of the fact he's in a game, taking the pleasure of observing you through the screen and occasionally making direct eye contact. self-aware! wriothesley, who comes home willingly and quickly the moment you pull for him on his banner, regardless if you wanted him to come home or not. self-aware! wriothesley, whose facial expressions just seem a tad bit more livelier than you'd expect when you return to chat with him for a quest. almost as if he's happy to see you. self-aware! wriothesley, who absolutely adores it when you talk to yourself as you view him through the screen, giving commentary on his character, hearing how you praise and love his design. self-aware! wriothesley, who begins to think of ways to directly communicate with you because he wants your sole attention. self-aware! wriothesley, who begins to crave your attention more than anything and looks forward to every time you have to come meet him in his office in-game. self-aware! wriothesley, who doesn't allow you to leave the fortress of meropide just so you can stay by his side for a few more moments, even going as far as to make additional dialogue options to make you stay put. self-aware! wriothesley, who bugs the code of the game to make it impossible for you to remove him from the party just so he gets to stay with you.

self-aware! wriothesley, who decides to break free from the game the moment you think of trying to report the issue.

self-aware! wriothesley, who manages to escape from the confines of the game and begins to hunt you down, successfully finding you.

self-aware! wriothesley, who thinks about taking you for himself, ultimately deciding against his better judgment and trapping you inside your own apartment. self-aware! wriothesley, who embraces you like you are his very own, holding you like you might just break and disappear if he lets go, not caring how you're utterly terrified in his hold.

self-aware! wriothesley, who'll whisper to you how much he craved you, enthralled and overjoyed now that he finally can call you his and only his.

[mondaymelon]

₊⊹ 𝐃𝐎𝐋𝐋 ❤︎ | yandere!xiao, childe, scaramouche x gn!reader

art by @/syaden8 on twt!!

⟢ cw: a failed escape attempt from them... yandere, dark themes, petnames, mutilation (xiao, scara), violence, drugging (scara) etc. please proceed with caution! thank you.

⟢ "your order's denial is causing me trial !"

"Ah."

XIAO's lips moved, and it was that single noise that escaped.

For your room lay barren, empty, cold, the harsh winter breeze drafting through the shattered window, the bars covering it having been forcibly bent aside. "It..." For a moment, his body swayed, his own legs unable to support his weight. Then, his balance stabilized, his once by a fraction wider eyes having narrowed. "It seems my songbird has escaped."

Unacceptable. The word repeated in his head, like a mantra, a prayer, resounding within his ears, despite the silence, despite the cold that bit at his skin as he trudged through the snow, his spear at his side. A tiny, devilish voice that tugged on his ears and whispered out tales of his sin.

"Found you."

"N-No- please-" His gaze sharpened in annoyance. Desperate, your voice hoarse and cracking by the syllable, hurling yourself forward one more step, just one more, your bloody, bare feet scraped and bruised. This wasn't right, how come you seemed so distressed?

No, you of course sounded better as his songbird, in a pristine little cage, singing for him, and only him, happy tunes of joy and pleasure.

"...And as a songbird can live with its wings clipped, surely you'll understand if I...?"

The shackles locked tight around your wrists, and your useless, wretched legs, bones shattered by a single blow.

It's an unfortunate predicament, but it's the only way. ❤︎

"Oh, so the chase is on?"

CHILDE shouldn't be laughing, but oh, he was.

It's a twisted sound, with the corners of his mouth distorted upwards in a haphazard smile, his eyes blown as a dark flush of red descended upon his cheeks. "So you've decided to play this little game of cat and mouse. Very well, if that's what you want, darling!"

You aren't making this difficult enough. His keen gaze spots all the traces you've left behind, broken branches, ruffled leaves, a torn piece of the clothing he had gifted you... it's all imbued with your essence, honey sweet on his lips.

Why would you even want to leave him?

It's that thought that makes him pause upon finding you, your trembling form sprawled across the bloodied snow as he stands over you, his own shadow casting you in darkness.

That's right, why would you? He's been nothing but loving. He's catered to your every need, has he not? He's bought this house for you, all the clothes you wear, the food you eat, the bed you sleep in... what right did you have to defy his affections, now that he had made them ever so clear?

If anything, it was insulting.

Oh, but did he truly feel insulted? After all, an offended person wouldn't have taken you like that, wouldn't have knocked you unconscious and wouldn't have carried the delicate you in his arms back to home.

Maybe a better description would be "longing." Longing for your praise, longing for your thanks, longing for the smiles you'd send his way... how come your eyes have faded, since then? It's strange, he's never seen you look so... determined before, not since today.

Ah, but what did it matter?

This puny escape attempt of yours... his tongue tasted bitter.

It wouldn't happen again. He'd make sure of it, so please, don't mind the chains, would you? ❤︎

"They... dare?"

SCARAMOUCHE's expression contorts to one of rage, his brows sharply angled downwards and his violet eyes wide, quivering.

Haha... what a fool he was. He should've been more attentive, how had he not noticed your strange movements? The way you gave him a forced smile everytime he returned home, the way you'd greet him at the door with the dinner you made, and he had finally thought you had accepted his confession all those weeks ago, he finally thought you had gotten used to and started liking your life here, finally thought-

And then he thought nothing at all as his body swayed and fell to the ground. The audacity, to go and dig through his things, to go, find, and use the very drug he had used to bring you home.

By the time he awoke, the house was but a cold expanse, barren of your warmth, and he clenched his fists so tightly, his nails kissed red crescents into his skin that weeped with every flex of his fingers.

"To pull such a parlor trick against me like this... ah, doll. Don't think you'll get away with this leniently."

When he found you, not "if", he'll make sure to reprimand you properly. If breaking your spirit wasn't enough, then he'd have to break your mind too. He's already decided that he'll reshape the pure thing with his own, dirtied hands, into something that will burn only for him.

Surely, a couple missing limbs, here and there, wouldn't obstruct that light, would it now? ❤︎

(a/n) as i said on my sideblog, something about writing for toxic mentally distressed emotionally broken and heavily reliant yandere characters who turn to violence to show their love is. just so. oddly... comforting?? was going to make this longer and then some shitty shit shit went down so. yay. tears.

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[throwaway-yandere]

"I Got Reincarnated..." (Yandere SAGAU Otome Isekai!Diluc/Reader) Common Route now available!!!

No need to download! It's a web-based game that should work on mobile too.

The art and overall story are made by yours truly while the OST is created by our beloved @naraven. There are currently 2 CGs and 2 OSTs available, and depending on the reception I might continue beyond the common route since I already have most sprites done <3

This is something I had been pondering about making for a while since my blog has reached it's 2nd year mark so I made this under 3 days. I love you all. Thank you for sticking around. Here's the link to the game. I hope you enjoy it <3.

For context, please read this fic first!

Characters currently present in this short chapter:

Captain Dainsleif, Diluc Ragnvindr, Waitress Alice & Rosaria, Chief Albedo, Prince ???????, Lord Kamisato, and Justice Ajax.

Description:

Greetings, I am Diluc Ragnvindr.  Welcome to Southern Gaciea. Unlike the North, East, and the West, the South is a tourist spot for outsiders. It's a closed off country, so outlanders will need to submit their documents to the department of domestic affairs.  Perhaps you do not remember, but you've encountered many interesting individuals upon your arrival such as…   Captain Dainsleif, the famous Western knight turned retainer for both Prince Lumine and her missing brother, Prince Aether;   Lord Kamisato, the Eastern noble who controls Gaciean trade with just a flick of a wrist;   Chief Albedo, the Head of Domestic Affairs and Chief Alchemist from unknown origins;   Justice Ajax, the unreasonable Northern politician whom I often argue with;  …And, of course, Duke Ragnvindr, the Southern Head of Military Affairs. That would be me.   It's a shame you no longer remember much of our time together, (Y/n). I assure you, I can make you feel at home in this universe. But— you're not planning to leave South Gaciea soon, are you? ♥

Dev note: pssst, you might get some extra dialogue if you put these as your name (more will be added soon cuz that aint all my moots >:((( i need to code more efficiently smh.)

Shiro, Ven, Navina, Mei, Mochi, Ana

[chanif-art]

Beware of magician...☆

Yandere! Lyney x reader

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[iicheeze]

Genshin SAGAU except Reader is a lore fanatic

cw: lore dump, archon quest spoilers, side quest spoilers, etc

“ guys did u know that the Sea Ganoderma is actually souls of children who died young trapped and is forced to spend generations absorbing elements from the sand and sea as the form of punishment?? ” “ what the fuck your grace. ” Tighnari muttered.

“yelan, i know where u got ur jacket. ” “ o- oh, really, Your Grace? ” Yelan stuttered, sweat dropping. “ Yeah, i know u stole it from a Fatui Harbinger that was supposed to be a gift for the Tsaritsa and made some 'adjustments' to make it fit your style. ” you stated with a smirk, while yelan tries to hold in her cries because you rlly are a Divine Being, knowing everything about Teyvat.

Archon quest spoilers down ahead

“ Guys, I have a theory that the upside down Statue of the Seven and city the Traveler and Paimon saw are actually the correct way and that proves it because when I took a walk at Spiral Abyss when I went down I expected it to be pitch black but instead I'm met with the galaxy sky and a moon and possibly, Khaenri 'ah and Enkanomiya are the ones that are actually in the surface, while Teyvat is underground and yknow what? Scaramouche is RIGHT. The stars are fake the sky is fake everything is fake as we know of HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ” your maniacal laughter echoed through the Akademiya as many Researchers are baffled by this amount of information

“ Alhaitham, do you have a second? ” “ Of course, Your grace. What is it? ” “ Are you the Scarlet King ” “ ........ excuse me ”

“ WELL i noticed that the color of your eyes matches the Scarlet King's eyes, and your boots matches the color of the buildings of the Scarlet King's Civilization. A blue gem appeared when the Scarlet King sacrificed himself and it kinda looked like the gems at your back. And when you do your burst it looks REALLY similar to the Primal Constructs’ attacks, and the Primal Constructs are what's left of the Scarlet King's civilization. And at your chest it looks like it has the wings of an eagle, and your name literally means young eagle. What does this have to do with the Scarlet King? Well, at the Dunes I've ventured, I've seen murals and a figure with a bird head and it could possibly be the Scarlet King but it strangely reminded me of you!!! Plus, you know how to use the devices made by the Scarlet King, whereas the books and researchers at the Akademiya shows no information on how to properly use them. Pretty suspicious...... ”

and then theres alhaitham sweating his balls off on how the hell did you get that information.

“ guys, did you know that when Enkanomiya was plunged deep into the ocean, they created a fake sun called Helios to survive, right??? But actually, the nobles wanted more power. They wanted a puppet or ruler that they could easily control or manipulate. And WHO WOULD MAKE A GOOD CANDIDATE??? THAT'S RIGHT! A CHILD. AND THUS, BEGIN THE REIGN OF THE SUNCHILDREN. They were young and ignorant, obviously easy to be deceived and lied to. They were manipulated to commit heinous deeds. The first Sunchild was deceived to imprisoning his role model for life, aka isolated from everyone. The sunchildren were DESPISED by their own people, EVEN THE CARETAKERS ARENT ALLOWED TO SPEAK TO THEM. Knowing that the Sunchildren could realize that they were being manipulated, the nobles then introduced Rite of Solar Return. Now what the hell is a Rite of Solar Return??? Basically, when a Sunchild hits a certain age, they will be taken into the inner sanctum of Helios. The artificial Sun's high temperature could AND WOULD incinerate them alive!!!!! AND SOMEHOW, SOME HAVE SIMILARITIES WITH OUR CURRENT ARCHONS!!! Orupeusu had a talent for the lyre, aka the Anemo Archon. Risutaiosu made lifelike sculptures, like the Electro Archon. And Isumenasu would roam his country, AND EVEN HAD A SPEAR LIKE THE GEO ARCHON AT HIS GRAVE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA I AM A GENIUS ”

the fact that people would still listen to your rants about Teyvat but still be concerned about your mental health is hilarious

if you werent the Divine Being of All, they would've locked you up where no one can find you, you know

Dottore would like you tho

so that's good

[moonsaver]

Yandere!Idol!Alhaitham has been on my mind for SO long oh my goodness.........

Idol!Alhaitham, who's spotted laughing for the first time you attend those fanmeetings, and crack the stupidest joke ever. Fancams all around the room caught that moment, and it's gotten wildly famous within the fandom.

Idol!Alhaitham who mentions to have taken a "liking" to someone in all the interviews after that one fanmeeting. The fandom is quick to connect the dots, and everything's up in a rage at the mere mention of that one fancam. Alhaitham isn't oblivious to their reactions.

Idol!Alhaitham, who, somehow, manages to find details about you, your purchases of their merch, and somehow manages to always pull a few strings to make you the winner of any giveaways you join that are hosted by their company. It's almost laughably easy for him.

Idol!Alhaitham, who deep down hates it when he realizes he's not your favorite within the group. Your eyes are on another member on the stage. Your likes are of another member's fancam. You repost another member's clips and moments. Most of the merch you own of his is just bonus you get along with the actual merch you wanted to buy. He's not having it.

Idol!Alhaitham who tracks down your socials, and takes a note of all the clothing brands you own, your aesthetics, your hobbies, and makes it a point to include it into his photos. You couldn't have known an idol as famous as him would even buy from the same niche clothing brand as you, right? Maybe your eyes are just tricking you..

Idol!Alhaitham, who you've started spotting more and more frequently around your area. More of their concerts are being held in your area, and it gives him the perfect excuse to stage a chance encounter with you, as if he hadn't been stalking you for the past couple of weeks beforehand. He pulls you along to private and hidden spaces with a convenient excuse to "not get caught". You're not sure if that was his intention, because he keeps pulling you along to more and more shady areas, with lesser and lesser people. It's already late, and it's surprising that he has more time than you. Isn't his schedule supposed to be packed?

Idol!Alhaitham, who becomes more active in songwriting after that "chance encounter". And it's evident most of them are intensely romantic in nature, eerily mentioning details about you not even most of your friends would have known, in passing adlibs. The fandom's picked up on it, but they've yet to pick up on the fact that it's you he's writing about.

Idol!Alhaitham, who's now shamelessly convincing the public that he's in a relationship with someone, that someone supposed to be you. It becomes so widespread within the fandom that it becomes hard to back out now. If you refuse, or even try, an anonymous account may leak your information, and it won't be soon before you recieve death threats,stalkers,or something even worse. It's better to go along with what he says, isn't it? He knows just what to say.

Idol!Alhaitham, that collects your photos instead. He has every single one of them pinned with respective dates, in a hidden drawer of his room, where not a single employee can find it to take it away. You realize how wrong things have gone when you start receiving copies of these photos with an abundance of his merch from giveaways you hadn't even joined.

[tearskillstardust]

; GENSHIN MEN WHO ARE CRAZY IN YOUR LOVE

NSFW; 18+ content and themes ahead, minors DO NOT INTERACT.

!! tw; yandere themes, rape, stalking, undertones of misogyny, obsession, extreme dacryphilia, arrange marriage themes, violence. !!

all legally aged genshin men; gender-neutral reader. interacting with the following content is a free choice for all readers. the author does not take any responsibility for the repercussions. i do not approve of the behaviors depicted by the characters. everything written below is solely for entertainment purposes. similarities with events, places, occurrences, persons dead or alive is purely coincidental. no graphic imagery under the cut.

— GENSHIN MEN WHO ARE UNABLE TO MOVE ON even after you have clearly stated your disappointment and sorrow with them. who cried hard and endlessly at your feet as you packed your bags, took your phone and pushed them away, never once paying heed to their begging. you have tried for weeks to talk to them but sometimes they want to take you on a date and other times they are busy— they had pushed you over the edge and you were barely controlling the urge to scream and throw something at them. who stare with tear-filled eyes as you leave them ruthlessly, without any kind of regret or sorrow. who think you're so, so unfair for not having loved them the way they loved you.

— men who stalk you endlessly even when it's been months and you have completely detached them from your life, or at least that's what you think. they think every flower you buy, every time you smile randomly, everytime you're happy, you're thinking of them. who unconsciously smile too and click a photo from behind the tree and stare at it throughout the night even when they should be sleeping. who come to meet you especially at late hours of the night through your window that is so familiar to them and stare at you endlessly because they got a bit sad they could only look at that pathetic photo and not the real beauty. whose hearts beat with anticipation when your lips flutter apart slowly in your sleep, almost imagining that you'll tell them to come next to you.

— men who conveniently ignore the scars on your hands that they'd given to you and stare at your photo in that pretty dress they'd gifted to you all those months ago. who remember the way they had desperately torn it apart to take you to their bed, and now find themselves hoping they hadn't been so careless. who want to do it again and make you feel good and give you all the pleasure in the way they know you want that'll have you melting for them. who touch themselves sometimes but then control themselves at the thought that it was just the matter of a few weeks now.

— men who tie you to the bed post and stuff a cloth into your mouth and an injection at your side that immobilizes you and laugh gently when you're crying. who remind you of what you had done to them and frown slightly when you show them your scars that they'd given to you. who get defensive and upset when you start digging old graves and tell you to look at the brighter side. who almost force you into sleeping with them but then barely stop when they realize that they love you an that your happiness is priority. who swear that they'll never let any harm come to you and never let you leave their home.

— men who bring you all your favorite items and love it when you smile occasionally. who get giddy when they secretly hear you talking to a kitten they brought for you about how you were willing to tolerate them. who think you're ready for them an make big plans about your future. who almost push you off the stairs when you tell them that you're not ready for marriage. who start crying when they pull you back after having had that sudden outrage and then feel pathetic. whose voice starts cracking when they tell you how crazy they are for you and your eyes widen unimaginably, feeling scared and terrified.

— men who forcefully keep you until you're their broken toy and they think that they're the perfect partner because they buy you all riches, don't physically harm you and love you so much. who break all limits to make you accept them and have the messed-up thinking that this time when they put themselves inside of you and ravage you, you're completely fine because you never said no.

aether, kazuha, thoma, xiao, tighnari, diluc, gorou

— GENSHIN MEN WHO LOVE PISSING YOU OFF. who cackle when you're frustrated and shout at them, who can't help but tuck a loose strand of hair behind your ear and then, resisting the urge to kiss you, pull back. who love it when you get all feisty and ready to throw hands, who love being glared at. who get an ego boost when you're glaring at them and paying them attention. who like having your gaze on them so much they keep being annoying so that you glare at them from across the room. who love it when people stare at you two, who like your flushed expression and downcast gaze at the unwanted attention.

— men who secretly love seeing you cry and pretend that they care. men who coo in your ear when you're crying, gently convincing you to look at the brighter side of whatever is weighing on your heart. who like being trusted and being shown your vulnerable side. who secretly imagine you crying when they're all by themselves and imagine being the one to make you cry. who sometimes purposely get you in trouble behind your back so that you get upset. who love your tears and the way they seem to enhance the dreaminess of your eyes and how you're so vulnerable and usable in that moment— but they, being their gentlemanly selves, never lay a finger on you and cut off someone else's if they do.

— men who absolutely detest competition. who like declaring you off limits to everyone, but themselves. who like you for face value and even more for the honey pot of love that you have to offer to them. who hate it when that one boy you've been talking about recently starts getting closer to you. who hate feeling vulnerable and weak in front of another man and almost get slapped when they try asserting their rights on you.

— men who have strong hearts but fragile egos. men who question your act over and over again until they realize you're the one who's wrong. who glare daggers at you and slowly turn into the ones making you cry, albeit their wish still remains unfulfilled as they realize that they also want to be the ones comforting you.

— men who slowly but surely remove everyone you trust out of your lives. no, they don't kill them, they just bury a seed of doubt in your mind which thrusts from the earth of your mind as a thorny bush and makes you break ties slowly with your family, then your friends, and at last your lover. who laugh to themself when they find you crying all alone on the rooftop one day. who pretend to be the hero and bring you warm tea for your sore throat and rub your back until you're knocked out unconscious.

— who have little sense of pity when they torture you, first with words, then with hands. who manipulate you endlessly to make you completely theirs. who smash your confidence to bits and make you completely reliant on them. who pretend to be your knight on the white horse but are very much aware of their true self. who pay very little heed to you and your wishes but still make you believe they love you, and they're the only ones who do. who make you feel pathetic and sad and become your saviour despite being your criminal.

— men who have zero sense of morality and leave no stone unturned in convincing you that you are their property. who mark you like a beast over and over again, who never let you leave the house without their permission and knowledge. who reduce you to their pet, making you cry every other day and then shush you by pounding endlessly throughout the night. who convince you this is what happiness is, who win the battle of ego and love seeing you broken. who have made you irrevocably theirs and leave no chance for escape for they tie you not with chains but with words.

childe, kaeya, heizou, capitano, zhongli, dottore, venti, kaveh

— GENSHIN MEN WHO KNOW THEY ARE THE BEST. men who are aware of their power and status and take great pride in their identities. who have not even a trace of jealousy in their hearts because they are aware they are the best. who pretend to be saints unaware they haven't faced a seductress throughout their lives. men who are more confused when you don't like them compared to when you do. who are aware you are the best of the best and have an innate urge to lay any kind of claim on you.

— men who love being pretentious and hate being called out on it. who love at face value and hate you the moment you open your mouth to spew venom at their hypocrisy and unfairness. who know they have to shut you up. who admire your ability to engage and be of interest but hate when it is for someone else. who think they, being their amazing selves, are entitled to you, anyhow. who think the queen must be with her king and start taking it personally and make it a game of hunting where you are the deer and they are the hunter.

— men who are loved by all and hated by you. who detest the complete difference in your treatment of them and your treatment of others. do not be deceived— they don't care even one bit about your affections. they're just so upset over the fact that the airs and graces of whom should be reserved for the enhancement of his own charm and reputation, is being wasted over worthless people. who are completely sure they are entitled to you, to your beauty, to everything you have named yours. who love you for face value.

— men who are dying to claim as theirs. who want to satisfy their ego by claiming something so desired such as yourself. who want to put their seed in you and tie you to themselves forever and ever, so that you can never escape even if you wanted to. who pull all the strings behind-the-scenes to convince your parents into marrying you off to them. you who could not bear to look at their face once without having an outburst later, were cursed to a life lived in darkness with them.

— men who, against very few odds, make you theirs in front of society, in front of your parents who willingly gave your hand in theirs, in front of you who was barely holding on to the string of patience. you, who were convincing yourself you weren't dreaming over and over again, you who were holding back tears, you who were once as free as the eagle— now your plight was so great that now you felt like a snake crawling on the ground, wriggling, trying anyhow to take to the sky only to fall to its death. and they smile at you once it is your turn to utter the vows whereas you can only supress a sob, a barely put together voice agreeing.

— men who bed you that night and put a part of themselves in you. who laugh when as you cry and then leave when they're done. who pay no heed to your crying and keep going until they're satisfied that you're filled to the brim. 'perhaps my seed will make you more worthy of being my wife,' they say but are secretly elated every time they see you in the morning and are reminded that now your glory was putting the entire spotlight on them. now that you were their wife, you were below them and they could use you, manipulate you, throw you— but at the end of the day, they were your husband after all.

neuvillette, wanderer, al haitham, ayato, cyno, wriothesely, pantalone

children repeat after me! i will not stand any kind of abuse or inflict it on anyone in real life. i'm aware that no woman/man ever owes me anything. i will maintain my peace and limits and respect other's too. my partner is my equivalent and is worthy of my respect. they do not exist to serve me anyhow. every woman is equivalent to a godess and it is my duty to respect her boundaries.

[pavosnoctua]

cw: yandere, dark themes, obsessive behaviors, forced marriage, possessive behaviors, controlling behaviors, implied isolation, implied non-con touching, implied forced starvation. afab reader. mdni, minors dni! i do not condone the behaviors in this fic.

my first time writing a yandere fic. please lmk if i am missing a tag or warning!

You don't know why but Diluc one day tells you that he is giving a few more freedoms - slightly begrudgingly but you won't be alone outside. The winery is well staffed, Adelinde will be nearby so be good.

(Maybe Adelinde felt a twinge of sympathy for you, hearing you cry every night when Diluc would get too rough with you. You delude yourself into thinking this)

Be good is what you repeat to yourself as you step outside into the sunlight since he brought you here - it feels like ages ago, unreal to you, with the way the warmth of the sun hits your skin and you have to initially squint at the brightness. The Manor is so dark in comparison - it's windows always covered and the lighting so dim.

Adelinde watches you with the same hawkish look Diluc does, and you're not sure who you'd rather have following you like an unwanted storm cloud.

So, you meander around the property within the limits given to you. You soak up the sun, take in all the smells - everything you've missed for the last six months. All that can be taken away on a whim.

You're smart - you like to believe you're smart but you find a path that hasn't been used and Adelinde is currently distracted because of Hillie and Moco, you consider. One foot in front of the other.

Liyue is only a half a days walk from here.

Just follow this path while everyone is distracted - your heart hammers in your chest as you stand, frozen.

"Is everything okay?" Diluc startles you, you quickly turn to face him and look down, hoping that act appeases him. "Are you ill? Let's get you back inside-"

"No!" You shout, jerking away. He looks unimpressed and you clear your throat. "I mean, no, I'm fine. Just...spaced out."

Diluc makes a noise and you wish he'd go away so you could plan your path of escape.

"Come. Let's eat outside today for lunch." It's an order. You obey, glancing back at the path longingly - hoping it'll still be there in a few days if you are allowed back outside again.

Mercy comes through the sake of the woman who serves as Diluc's eyes. You are allowed outside on a weekly basis, you've been good and sweet and obedient. You sleep with Diluc, kiss him without crying - go along with his whims and delusions.

And one day, when the staff is too busy to watch you, you slip away. The path is overgrown and unseen. You step forward.

And again.

Further into the forgotten bushes and trees until you come to a clearing. The Winery is still in view and the path is vaguely there.

Liyue is a half a days walk, you tell yourself - looking at the shitty shoes you're wearing. The delicate clothes.

And as you turn and walk, vaguely remembering the map - a hand grabs you and jerks you back. Red, hot. You scream.

You swear at him, tell him how much you hate him as he looks at you with hurt and betrayal. He yells orders for that area to be blocked off, says doors are to be locked down as he drags you back because you won't walk for him. You claw at him and more words tumble out. Adelinde simply watches.

"You got greedy." Diluc snaps as he shoves you into your shared room. You cannot cause a scene anymore - watching his Vision glow with his growing emotions. You do not wish to deal with burns on top of the scrapes and bruises you just got. And whatever punishment he'll inflict on you now. "I never should have agreed to let you go outside. I could have lost you!"

"That's the point." you mutter. His eyes burn.

"What?"

You cross your arms over your chest and look at him in the eyes. "I said what I said."

Diluc is quiet for a moment - as if thinking. Finally, he turns to Adelinde, who only looks at you with pity and disappointment.

"They are to not receive a meal for the next two days. No one but me is to see them."

"Yes, sir."

"I'm doing this because I care about you." Diluc tells you but you only just stare at him. He considers many things in that moment but chooses to leave instead, door half slamming behind him.

You don't wince anymore.

"You should have been grateful for what you were given," Adelinde tells you as she goes to work to make your bed, pick out different clothes. "Do you understand that I had to convince him to allow you such a freedom?"

"I'm sorry." you say, automatically. She does not answer, opting to leave you alone with nothing more to say.

[s3raphim1c]

Touch .⁠｡⁠*☆

—wanderer/scaramouche x reader (no gender specified), mentions of kidnapping, yandere, soft-ish yandere, touch-starved wanderer/scara

—.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡- Wanderer loves the feeling of your touch. Although he'd never admit it, a single touch from you would ease his worries away.

He could be having numerous thoughts of you leaving him, or anything negative, and a single graze of your finger to his porcelain and cold ones, it would all disappear.

He'd gaze over you, his eyes shocked and he'd feel his eyes droop softly. You were there.

He'd hold you closer. Place an arm on your waist and hold your face as you both sit on a tree branch as he is hiding from people once more.

He doesn't need them when he has you.

You were there. And you'd never leave him. You'd caress his worries away, give him a little peck on the forehead and whisper sweetly soothing things to ease his worries away.

Although he's never been a fan of sweet things, he couldn't help himself but feel allured to your sweet nothings. Although words aren't enough to soothe his paranoid thoughts, your touch surely is.

As you tap his hand softly in a rhythmic way. The way the wind would sway your hair, clothes, the tree leaves, his hair, his clothes... And the way you'd look at him.

〃 .⁠｡⁠*⁠♡✧⁠*⁠。〃

Scaramouche could only wish to see that same look from you.

Instead of that expression of love and softness you'd give to Wanderer, you'd either look at Scaramouche in fear or emotionless.

He would have to force you to give him affection. He'd force you to love him. But you couldn't, not when you don't find love within him, but hatred and anger. He hates it.

He just wished, wanted that one time. When you first met him, it was coincidental. You never knew who he was that time, and you'd treat him like anybody else. With that soft smile and soft and lovely look.

Looking back, he would find himself smiling back. But soon his non-existent heart would ache. Because you'd never look at him the same after he lets his greed take over him.

He couldn't help himself. He indulged in his obsession, in that desire to be loved. He hated how it had a great impact on him. He hated you. But how could he hate and love someone at the same time?

He was contradicting and conflicting.

As he lays in the bed you both laid on, unfortunately not as lovers, but as kidnapper and victim;

His stern, sharp and cold eyes softened ever so slightly. You looked so vulnerable. So raw... So you.

He felt his hand move closer to caress your face. He watches his hand caress your face softly. His other hand grabs your hand softly. And he hesitantly held it close to his non-existent heart.

He could feel it beat.

He could feel his non-existent heart at your touch. He closes his eyes, a moment of vulnerability. You flutter your eyes open, you look at your hand and find them at his chest, while he looks vulnerable, as he clutches your hand as if it's the last thing he could ever do in his undying life.

You looked at him softly, he opened his eyes as he felt shifting, and his eyes were pure of shock as you looked at him softly, the same look he fell for.

You were about to caress his face until you stopped, but your hand was grabbed by him and he held it up his cheek.

For the first time, you have never seen him desperate and vulnerable. Touch him like how lovers do. Do it yourself, don't have him force it.

You remove your hand from his grab, he almost looked defeated, not until you caressed his face on your own will.

That would leave a mark on history. He hugged you right there and then. And by the next day, everything went on as if nothing changed.

〃 .⁠｡⁠*☆♡︎*⁠。〃

—.⁠｡⁠*⁠♡- Scaramouche would always have you by his side, but that same you was never the you he wanted on his side. Wanderer on the other hand wouldn't always have you by his side, but at least the you he wanted would be with him in those days you were at his side.

Don't ever let your greed decide for you and act for you, because you can never be sure if it really is what you wanted until you have it.

— S13

[yourheart-inmyhands]

Had a thought of a scenario where Yan furina

And Yan Neuvillette meet Fishman reader

Where when furina was being overwhelmed by the crowd of people and suddenly they appear in front of them making the crowd run away

With Neuvillette I belive he would find Fishman reader one day taking care of a Melusines because a fish hook got stuck in there leg because of a fisherman

Sorry for the rambling

-🌮annon

ah this was such a cool ask! sorry it took so long to get to, I hope you enjoy it :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including obsessive behavior, mentions of fishmen being extinct, reader having a fishing hook in their ear, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Furina would be grateful for the sudden pushback of the crowd, even if it meant being face-to-face with a rather intimidating species. Fishfolk had been the previous inhabitants of Fontaine, but long ago when the first Hydro Archon took possession of the land, they were driven back into the sea. It was believed they had gone instinct by now, having not been spotted for many, many decades, but now here you were. 

Furina felt a breath of relief as the crowd seemed to part, more interested in getting away from the general area than anything involving her. Her relief was momentary though as she quickly saw the reason why, you were approaching, and fast. She was too stunned to even speak, staring at you wide-eyed as she froze on the spot. Furina couldn’t believe it, not only were fishfolk still living, but one had been bold enough to come up on land. At that moment she felt something stir inside her, a swirl of curiosity and gratitude. She knew that she needed to know more about you, to learn everything there was about you, your way of life, and why you had come to land.

Yandere!Neuvillette would find you curious, he had read many a book about fishfolk species but all had declared them officially extinct, the species not having been spotted in a couple hundred years. He had heard through the chain of melusines that he saw on a day-to-day basis that a strange person had been spotted on a nearby shore, with a fish hook caught in their ear! Curiously he decided to investigate, after all the area was a designated wildlife preserve so anyone fishing there would be taken into custody immediately. The sand was soft beneath the heel of his boots as Neuvillette descended the beach, eyes cast to the group of Melusines gathered on the beach. It wasn’t uncommon for this many to be in one area, but to be gathered in such a tight circle, all murmuring to each other so intensely was something Neuvillette didn’t see often. Slowly approaching, he saw the cause of concern. A citizen, but one of the sea and not the land, was sat on the beach, face scrunched in pain as the Meulisine’s paws slowly worked a rather thick, complicated hook out of their ear-fin. Was this one of the extinct fishfolk that the history books spoke of? Neuvillette needed to know more.

[yanderefreak1213]

Imagine reader is talking to their friends, and in passing says something like 'no one would marry me anyway, I have too many scars.' Not as a self deprecating thing, but reader just thinks its a fact.

What would Genshin men's reaction be? 👀

Okay, okay so- you didn't like...Put who exactly. So I'mma choose a couple and if you wanted a certain character please let me know and I'll redo it! Gonna do them as plain out reactions. Warnings: Yandere themes, thoughts of harm to another *Not reader*, mention of scars. NOTE: Reader is kept as blank as possible, this includes gender, race and sexuality. //////////////////////////////////////////////// Kazuha: This man adores you, so hearing those words escape you breaks his heart. Do not tempt this man as he will indeed propose right there on the spot, ring or no ring. He loves every bit of you, chubby, thin, scars or no scars. He will compliment every little thing about you. In truth, I imagine he'd have plenty of his own scars, and he understands the insecurities that come with it.But don't worry, he'll make sure you know how much he loves you and your scars. Wanderer: Mmm....You know, I feel like Wanderer isn't overly soft...Like it'd probably go like "Are you stupid? I'm standing right here!" In response truthfully. He's not trying to be....That mean. But come onnn, you think a part of your body is going to scare him? He finds them beautiful non-the less and will not tolerate you insulting yourself (thats his job). Now if anyone had said that to you,they may or may not be seen again (He's trying to be a good guy you know..) Albedo: I feel like...He'd be confused on what you're saying...Are you hinting to him you want him to marry you? Sure thats not what you said...But to think no one wants to marry you when he's shown you so many of his art pieces of you? I feel like...Despite him not being...Great at social stuff. He 100% will do his best to make you happy and much more comfortable in your own skin.He can't marry you in this very moment...But he has plans! You just need to hold on a little longer...

[yxstxrdrxxm]

... Working under the Balladeer's orders as one of the members of the Fatui.

You were new, and Scaramouche knew that well. He was even told by one of the harbingers that they were letting you work under his guidance as you were not... Fit to follow the stronger harbingers.

He saw you as a nuisance once. He never really liked you, and he thought that you were simply annoying. Repulsive, even. It was laughable with how many times he'd watch you fall.

However, he couldn't lie and said that when others did it... He found it annoying. Irritating.

You were his property, just like how everyone is his own to use and break. That was no exception, and everyone knew that.

So why the hell do they think they can toy with you?

He had found himself making sure your missions go smoothly, even going so far as to isolate you from everyone else. Hell, he even made sure that those who decide to pair with you knew the extremes that he will take should they fuck around and get you hurt.

If a single hair had been misplaced, hell will break loose.

Scaramouche is a ticking time bomb, and for his poor, sweet, accident and chaos magnet of a darling... He found himself about to explode.

Maybe, just maybe, he was aware of that. And maybe you were, too.

After all, he knew that if anyone had decided to simply hurt you so much as even breathing wrong in your direction, he would have their necks faster than they can beg.

Love is a twisted thing.

And Scaramouche will twist it till it breaks.

@.throw-letter-away | do not republish or repost my works anywhere | 2023

[fancyfeathers]

Normalized Yandere AU (Genshin Impact)

In this AU it is almost expected for people to have darlings or be a darling. Some are treated like actual lovers, like when Navia and her darling can be spotted around the Court of Fontaine, holding hands and smiling, like a normal couple. Or how Thoma and his darling are often spotted cooking together at the end of long days, goofing off and throwing flour in the other’s face.

But then there are others who see their darling as theirs and nothing else, like Ayato will make his darling endure hours upon hours of emotionally and physically painful edict lessons while he works, expecting her to be the perfect wife at the end of it. Then there is Pantalone of the Fatui Harbingers who dresses up his darling in all the fineries one can imagine but they’re all so uncomfortable and stiff, but all she has to do is sit at his side and look pretty, and whatever else he desires.

Then there are those who walk that fine line, wanting to have a loving relationship but it just being beyond their grasp. Diluc show his darling off to the world with a smile, but alone they couldn’t be more distant, his darling rejecting his advances, barely tolerating sleeping in the same bed as him, it hurts him but he won’t for e her to do anything more, after all he already took her away from her old life. Then there is Zhongli and his darling who have been married for centuries, their relationship did not start out well as his darling attempted to break their contract. Perhaps the archon did punish her to harshly because now all he gets from the weak goddess is the cold shoulder, affection comes from her once every decade if he’s lucky. Their “love story” is adored in Liyue, so much so that in this AU if Zhongli made the contract to end all contracts the effects of it could burn his wife, so perhaps it’s better for Liyue to know that their archon is alive.

[iicheeze]

Genshin sagau except god reader is more open about their feelings to aranaras

random thought I had since sometimes I talk to my dolls about how I feel tbh

Imagine we're just venting about our problems 💀 ESPECIALLY IN THE IMPOSTOR AU

“ I don't know, I just feel like it's too much.. ” “ Aren't Naras supposed to know Creator is Nara [Name]? ”

Or you crying your ass out and they just look at you like this

They'd probably tell stories about Festival Utsava or the impact you did when you descended to Teyvat in hopes they can comfort you

Or them making a soft fluffy big flower so you can relaxingly sleep on it

or maybe them singing to you or giving you their cookings

or when you're just talking about someone lovingly they just

“ Give flowers to Nara [favorite character]! ” “ And delicious cookings too! ” “ Ararycan will accompany Creator so no feeling nervous anymore! ”

Aranara best hype man 💪😈