#yandere poet

[suiana]

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8F1kLop/

this with yan poet 😍

"what do you mean you sent me letters?"

"i did, mi amor! I've sent them everyday!"

the male grabs your hands and looks at you with teary eyes. his lower lip trembles, sniffling as he holds back the urge to breakdown right there and then on the subway.

"i thought you hated me with how i never got a reply back..."

"i checked the mailbox everyday but there wasn't anything... wait, dad-"

you stop in your tracks, face pale as you realized why you hadn't been receiving any letters fron your long distance boyfriend in so long. and it looks like he did too. with how his eyes darkened a shade and how his grip on your wrists increased.

"so it was that old geezer..."

[sencity]

heyyyy!! im frantically infatuated with your ocs and your writing style, so i’ve been thinking ab which idea would be best to request of you for a MINUTE

anyways, what about co-dependent! fem plus sized y/n (rlly specific ik 😭) with amunet. so y/n is always fishing for compliments and comments from amunet, memorizing her poems to surprise her and gain extra attention, asking her to help her with writing assignments or how to properly sharpen her kitchen knives (even when she doesn’t need help with these things). and on the more angsty side she would go without eating or bathing or leaving her room for a concerning amount of time just so amunet would be invasive and take care of her. that could be specifically when y/n fucks up and feels bad, like trying to repent or something. y/n could even blame it on someone she knows amunet doesn’t like, just to reassure herself that amunet still cares enough to write her a sonnet out of that persons blood.

i just wanna see a yandere be with someone who’s as needy, obsessive, impulsive and unstable as them. i’ll leave the thoughts to you if you have any smut ideas for this concept, ik you can figure that out all on your own… *eyes your smut*

OK THATS IT FOR NOW, PLEASE EXCUSE THE RAMBLE I JUST WANTED TO GIVE A GOOD DESCRIPTION. WRITE WHICHEVER GENRE, I JUST HOPE YOU LIKE THE THOUGHT..

and i did not word check this so rlly, dm if you’re confused ☠️

ykw, this would be interesting, seeing is y/n is practically all yandere for our wind goddess… it may get a little angsty, however, so brace yourself, cariño <3.

nightmare fuel: emotional manipulation (guilt-tripping, threats, + god complex if you squint hard enough), self-harm, murder, + suggestive themes.

ironically, yandere!poet wouldn’t be too interested in dependent!darling at first. as a possessive woman, it would be a turn off for you to be so dependent on everyone you come across. not only you seem easy, but it made her ponder about how many people you allowed to take advantage in your vulnerability. and yet, even after taking your needy nature into account, she still couldn’t make this fixation towards you dissipate. it’s difficult telling those pretty eyes and cherubic face no…

yandere!poet will always be there for you, whether if it’s sticking random motivational or flirtatious haikus around your house to uplift your spirits and insecurities or bestowing eternal wounds upon someone who dares give you a hard time without proper reason (even if the reason is valid they’ll still end up on a stretcher) she’ll be there! especially when you’re ill.

“usually it’s like i’m in my honeymoon with you every time you’re sick…” she would point out fondly, her tone resembling sweet, raw sugar canes that were watching the tides reside on a vacant beach. somehow, she knew that you were purposely getting sick just for her hands to scout your body meticulously, which she wanted to berate you for, but not in this state. not when you’re so vulnerable like putty in her palms.

she’s always inclined to cater to you however since she adores you so, so, so so much, especially when you beg her to finish mere tasks such as needing something on top of the fridge or cook simple dishes. there’s has been times where your requests turned out to be rather intimate hints. take the time when you politely begged asked her to zip your dress for you since the zipper was “too far.” how coy…

“mm, it’s broken, but you knew that already, didn’t you? are you truly in dire need of what i always have?” she would taunt you in a cheeky manner as her acrylic nail traveled down your pudgy rolls which was buttered with aloe vera gel. you’d of course give her a coy, breathless titter in return as frissons of pleasure scampered along your spine.

though, she knew that you will have to be trained soon, since dependent!darling tends to get a little manipulative when it comes to yandere!poet’s simple demands. she doesn’t see any cons to your neediness, but tampering with your physical health is where she draws the line. away for too long? you’ll find more ways to get sick knowing she would take care of you. too busy? hm, a minor injury should do the trick…

or you caught chasing attention elsewhere due to your impatience? on your knees beneath the blood-stained tiles, tear-kissed cheeks, and a livid lover glowering down at you with a disdainful look as if she wasn’t the one to demand you to drop down and apologize until her ears bled.

“you approach anyone with a pulse when i’m away. i’m your savior, damn it, my heartbeats should be memorized by now, prayers should be ringing…”

despite her tone being awfully calm and her touch being extremely careful as if she was handling fine china, her words didn’t compliment her actions in the slightest, which only induced your conflicted and worrisome state. your mind is raided with thoughts of her finally ridding you, even though you’re in a crab’s clutches.

you would think that the inanimate corpse nearby would have you bawling like this, but no…

"i need you to make only me essential, beloved.” she repeated herself, her tone a bit more strained as she listened to your slurred apologies that you were order to keep alive. “i need you to depend on only me like i'm your primary resource. do you understand? i'II have my soul engraved so deep in your memory. you'll forget how to even crawl without me. do i make myself clear?”

[yandere-wishes]

⭒ㅤׂ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ, ɪᴛ'ꜱ ʀᴜɪɴɪɴɢ ᴍʏ ʟɪꜰᴇㅤׂ ⭒

⭒⌒★ Yandere!Dune Men x Reader ★⌒⭒

゜。♡ 𝒲𝒽𝑒𝓃 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝑅𝑒𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓏𝑒 𝒯𝒽𝑒𝓎 𝐿𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝒴𝑜𝓊 ♡ ｡ ゜  

☾⋆ Paul Muad'Dib Atreides | پل معادب آتریدس

He dreamed of you again tonight. Something cathartic laying across the sands. Your touch haunts his skin, tracing scars and stars across his cheeks. He wonders what you see him as, something sacred or something exotic. Neither matters so long as you love him...

Paul's a volatile star, always one breath away from exploding. You're scared to touch the golden boy, lest your fingers return burned and your skull rattles with the echo of the cosmos. Still, it's hard to miss the devotion when his lips grace your knuckles. Hard to miss the cacophony of his heart as it reverberates across the desert. 

ᯓ★ Leto Atreides | لتو آتریدس

Leto kisses butterflies into your shoulder, the taste of your skin feels like nectar on his tongue. His mind is always racing vying for your affection, your attention, your adherence. He traces your name across his star maps, each letter scribbled in a melancholy blue. You grace his chambers again tonight, it feels so wrong to only see your silhouette, to not feel your love bleeding like his does. He kisses you again, something akin to devotion. He needs to feel you under him again, needs to feel the softness of your flesh under his fingers. Something in him shatters, something inside him rearranges. You make him feel so erratic. Why must he love you this way?

𓆩⚝𓆪 Duncan Idaho | دانکن آیداهو

his lips taste of chaos, he pours his passion into you. 

He feels you rattle inside his bones. Feels you coursing through his veins like unaltered spice. He's on another mission, laying in the sand and daubing your essence into constellations. He dreams of your fingers running over his muscles pushing adoration into him with a rusted kitchen knife. Your eyes never gaze at him for long. And yet each stare holds the weight of a nebula. He falls asleep to the phantom melody of your sweet voice. Dreaming of returning to you once more. 

༺🕸༻ Feyd-Rautha Harkonnen | فید روتا هارکونن

There's a blade in his hand, blood marring pale fingers again. In every droplet, he sees your face. Phantom pains rampage when he hears your name. He dreams of you holding a knife to this chest, breaking the skin, and riving through muscle. Each night your ghost plagues him. Hurting him in all the ways he craves. He dubs you ecstasy, overdosing on everything he wants to do to you. Everything he wants you to do to him. He etches your name upon his bones, dedicating each open wound to you. He's going mad over the notion of you between his sheets, limbs entwined in a bloody mess. His tongue craves the taste of your flesh, starved like the trees on Arakkis. He must have you, he will have you. 

-`𖤓´- Stillgar | ستیلگار

Stillgar's love is a desert tune, the winds rustling through the grains before the breaching of a sandworm. He falls harder and harder with each soulful gaze. He's spent his whole life chasing prophecies that he's forgotten how to wholly love something not written in blood and legend. He prays upon every star, that the maker has written your names together. That maybe some prophecy exists where you are to become his. He watches you sitting across the dunes, watching as the sunset pales compared to you. He whispers prayers beneath his breath, hoping you'll be with him soon. 

݁˖☘︎ Gurney Halleck | گارنی هالک

He stiffens under your touch, under the sonority of your voice. His battered heart rattles in your presence, the air in his lungs freezes and he momentarily forgets that he is a soldier, a protector, a tool carved to fight for the Atreides. He's not meant to love, to crush, he's meant to kill, to teach, to follow. A weapon in every sense of the word. And yet he'd throw the world at your feet for a sliver of your attention. Gurney can't help the flames that grow within him. The raging pyro each night when he catches a rogue glimpse of you through the crack of your door. He wishes to kiss you, to hold you. To make you his in every way he knows he can't. 

[ddollfface]

There's just something about a... depraved, gross, and pathetic yandere that gets me going. It's just that they're so tragic that you can't help but coo at them. They rely on you, their mere existence is nothing without you, and it makes my heart swell.

Their eyes water and hearts pound as they watch you, unable to rip them away from your figure. You're just so precious, something to be preserved and kept clean. After all, you're their darling, no? The one person who's lightened their path, someone who's always been there for them, though you've never spoken more than five words to each other.

You don't know it yet, but you've changed their life. For better or for worse? They've got no clue, but they'd like to say for better, though if you knew the things they've done, you'd disagree. But that's fine. Though they crave your validation, you'd understand eventually that everything they've done is for you, you, you.

You are their Goddess, their one shining light that they bow down to, kissing your delicate skin as if it were silk woven from the hands of nymphs. They can't articulate how they feel, unable to fully express the pure devotion that racks through their body when they first laid their eyes upon you, recognizing the kindness and pure bliss you radiated as you interacted with others.

The way they see you is warped, perceiving your form as something more similar to a deity than a human. The ground you walk upon is meant to be worshipped and appraised.

His breath ragged, in and out, rushed sighs as he tried to keep his cool. He can’t; not when you're just there. You’re so close, just out of reach, on the edge of his fingertips. He knows it’s wrong; he shouldn’t be here. He shouldn’t be watching you like this, when you’re oh so vulnerable. It’s gross, it’s perverted, and it’s foul. He knows, but he can’t find the fucks to care. He grips the stained wall, his dirty nails clawing at the dry material. His mind races with thoughts; how you’re so beautiful, such an innocent, untouched angel. Oh, you’d look so sweet underneath him, letting him show you what you deserve. He watched carefully, his eyes trained on your figure, as you maneuver through your apartment. He quirked a brow, you seemed to be looking for something? Your hands rake through your wet hair, breathing softly, a last attempt to calm yourself down. You had to get ready, there was only an hour or two until he arrived... You look into your vanity mirror, your tired eyes staring back at you. Nothing make-up couldn't fix. You don't need it, he thinks. Of course, the powders and foundations all enhance your pretty face, but he doesn't believe you need it. You look so much more pretty when your face is bare, nothing hiding yourself from him. He feels like he can see you, the real you, the fake persona he's conjured in his brain.

[the-one-who-burned]

I’m cursed to be in your life but only on the outskirts.

Able to feel your warmth but not directly,

I must only watch as those you adore bask in the glory that is your light.

Wishing there will be a time when I can directly experience it,

However cursed with the knowledge that I never will.

You truly are my salvation and ruin.

[reynalovesfiction]

· 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖚𝖑𝖙𝖎𝖘𝖙 𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖑𝖆𝖎𝖓 — Dmitri Makarov

{ yandere x reader, villain x reader, betrayer x reader, god's vessel x reader, immortal x reader }

“Something isn't right with Dmitri. He's too humane to be a hero. It's as if he's faking being human.”

“You're talking nonsense. He is human, and humans aren't always right, correct?”

[sugary-strawberry-shortcake]

The Tortured Poet's Department

lyrics as relationships with various character

anon: hiii! this is my first official post and I'm kinda anxious. This is actually a result of my procrastination regarding my final exam, which I'm kind of stressed about. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this post and please don't mind my writing too much. English isn't my first language (or my second). By the way, a big thank you to @dr-felitas. for helping me with assigning characters.

"And I love you, it's ruining my life" - Fortnight

"You're ruining my life, dear."

He wasn't exactly glaring at you when he saw you wearing that red dress. After he watched you descend the stairs, he felt as though his whole world had stopped. It took him some time to compose himself again and fake a devastated expression. His feelings for you were no joke. Whatever goals and principles he had were all thrown out of the window when he noticed you.

Throughout his life, he thought he was a rational man, not caring about sentimental things like friends, family, or love. Nevertheless, this changed when he experienced your smile for the first time. Like a tornado, you changed his perception of life and the world. At that moment, he thanked God for your entrance into his life and prayed for you to remain there. He would make sure you would be with him, happy and healthy, because that was all he desired in life.

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NANAMI (jjk), GOJO (jjk), Choso (jjk), SAE, Chigiri, Nagi, RIN (bllk), LEVI (aot) , Shotou (mha), Reiner (aot), Zoro, Iwazumi, Tsukishima (haikyuu!)

"You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues? / I died on the altar waiting for the proof." - So Long, London

He said to keep it under cover. He loved you, but the two of you couldn't tell anyone about your relationship or it would cause unwanted stress. Your man is a superstar, a god, even some might say. Whenever he enters a room, people turn their heads and fawn over him. Every street in the city is plastered with his gorgeous physique.

In comparison to him, you seem ordinary. Too ordinary. Although he had assured you that you were the one for him, the differences between you wouldn't matter to him. So why did you feel so insecure in your relationship? You weren't sure of his feelings after years of being with him. You were unable to read him, to see true expressions of his love.

Year after year, anniversary after anniversary, you still wondered when he would pop the question to prove his love and commit fully to a life with you. Even the media and those close to him began questioning the lack of progress in your relationship. This leads to you confronting him. In the middle of the fight, you broke down. While you were sobbing and begging him to love you, his face remained stoic.

"I do love you, I just can't see myself marrying you."

You left with a broken heart. Waiting for him to change his mind would only waste your time. You regretted loving him for a long time. Through the view of the media, he seemed unaffected by your loss, maybe even happier.

"I do."

Albeit he may regret never putting a ring on your finger when he saw you the first time after your breakup. You were happy on the altar with your husband. A man that wasn't him, but could have been if only he had appreciated you more.

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USHIJIMA (haikyuu!), Atsumu, Gojo (jjk) Getou (jjk), Megumi (jjk), Rin, Michael (bllk), Hawks (mha)

"They shake their heads, saying 'God, help her' when I tell 'em he's my man" - I Can Fix Him (No Really I Can)

"He isn't right for you."

Your parents didn't approve of him. Actually, no one in your circle did. They all deemed him too reckless and ruthless, without any convincing achievements in his life. In their eyes, he wasn't worthy of you and your love.

Their worries weren't unfounded, to be honest; they were reasonable. He was the epitome of a walking red flag: a raging alcoholic with a history of illegal records. His temper and frequent visits to the pub often led to fights. But he promised to tone down the aggression whenever you patched up his wounds.

"You make me a better man. I love you."

Nevertheless, all his imperfections didn't matter to you, not when he held you in bed and promised to always cherish you. According to him, you were calming his raging soul and bringing out the best in him. You were the shining light in his life, and he was the healthy amount of darkness in yours.

No matter what the people around you both said, you couldn't imagine yourself having a happy life without him. You were adamant about fixing his flaws, even if it meant drowning yourself in the process.

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TOJI (jjk), SUKUNA (jjk), UVOGIN (hxh), PHINKS (hxh), Sasuke (naruto), Dabi, Katsuki (mha), Eren (aot), NAYOA (jjk),

"And it kills me. I just don't understand how you don't miss me."- The Black Dog

Just a few weeks ago, the two of you were dining together. He was laughing at your sweet antics and grimaces as you struggled with the chopsticks, and you were enjoying being the reason for his happiness. Then the atmosphere changed when the waiter made a slightly flirty comment towards you. This sparked an argument between the two of you. He accused you of flirting back, and you declared him delusional. In the heat of the moment, he packed his belongings and left the apartment. And he never came back.

The heartbreak hit you a few days later when you realized he wasn't coming back. You were miserable, laying in bed, crying, stuffing your mouth full of ice cream, and watching your comfort shows. It was as if a part of your happiness had left with him. Only when your friends forced you to dress up and dragged you to the nearest club did you feel like living again.

Your smile dropped when you saw him. He was sitting at the bar with a woman on his lap. His hands were on her barely covered thighs, and her lips were pressing on his neck. Your heart sank, and all the noise around you seemed muted.

"Only three weeks after you both broke up? What an ass!"

Your friends tried to comfort you as you could only nod. Why was it that you were suffering without him while he seemed to feel no pain? This caused you to doubt your former relationship. Had he ever really loved you as you did him? Or were you the one who always loved him more? You couldn't bear the sight any longer when you heard his raspy laugh, a laugh he only had with you. With a quick goodbye, you stormed outside as fast as you could.

Unbeknownst to you, he watched longingly as you left the bar.

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SUKUNA (jjk), TOJI (jjk), Oikawa (haikyuu!), Hisoka (hxh), Michael (bllk), Oliver, Sae, Katsuki (mha),

"You know how to ball, I know Aristotle"- So High School

Both of you couldn't be any more contrasting. You are the shy girl who loves to hide behind her novels but still excels at the top of her class. He was the cocky, loud football champion of the school. No one would have ever thought to see you interact, but this changed when you were assigned to tutor him.

How could he stop himself from falling for you when you were so endearing? Blushing whenever he complimented you and laughing at his jokes. Not long after your study sessions, he confessed his feelings and asked you to be his girlfriend. To no one's surprise, you agreed.

"Will you watch me during my practice?"

He grinned at you with a cocky smile. Or maybe it wasn't cocky; it could also be considered charming in your eyes. He loved seeing you sitting on the bleachers, reading your book and looking adorable doing it. And you loved being there, watching him during his passion and supporting him in your own introverted way.

Yet he supported you too. Whenever you were nervous before an upcoming exam, he would encourage you while also making sure you took care of yourself. He would boast about your relationship and you in front of everyone he knew and met. If someone dared to comment on you or your relationship negatively, he would confront them and make them regret their words.

"You're my smart girl."

No one would have thought the two of you could be such a match, but seeing the two of you together was proof enough that opposites attract and complement each other.

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Bokuto (haikyuu!!) , REO (bllk), YUJI (jjk), GOJO (jjk), GON (hxh), Rin (bllk), Michael (bllk), Deku (mha), PERCY JACKSON (pjo), Ace, HINATA (haikyuu!), Kuroo (haikyuu!) , Luffy

[sadodere-puppy]

i love you, it's ruining my life

[b1tchyboyxd]

★Spoiler alert !!

Small spoiler of the story I'm currently writing ;3

Request by : ⚰️ Annon

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He could feel the heat from your body now, he could hear the sound of your breath in your chest. You were so close, so vulnerable, so ready for the taking.

But he had to be careful, one wrong move and you would resist.

“Please.” he said, his voice low and persuasive.

“Let me walk you home. I wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if something happened to you on the way.”

Your resistance faded at his words, your exhaustion winning out over your sense of politeness.

You sighed, your shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Alright.” you said, a note of resignation in your voice. “If you’re really sure it’s no trouble…”

A wave of exhilaration washed over him.

He had done it. He had won.

Kenji's smile turned into a smirk as he casually slipped his arm around you, guiding you out of the now-dark cafe.

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lol

[suiana]

✎ yandere! poet headcanons . . .

✎ warnings . . .

― violence, long paragraphs💀, annoying yandere etc.

(gn! reader x male yandere! oc)

✎ yandere! poet who always found inspiration from the new and unique. so of course he would be entranced by you. after all, there is no one else quite as enigmatic as you.

✎ yandere! poet who observes you from afar, analysing you and your actions. of course he also makes the effort to know you better! your character is far too complex for him to only observe from far away.

✎ yandere! poet who likes to talk in funny and confusing language. he likes seeing your puzzled face while trying to figure out what his words mean. oh darling, you're so adorable, trying to overanalyze his words that aren't that deep! just because he's a poet doesn't mean that each and every sentence of his has a deep meaning behind them :)

✎ yandere! poet who is just as strange and weird as you are. I mean, that could be the reason why he took an interest in you in the first place. he never really saw the appeal in conforming to societal standards. he prefers to stand out, just like you do.

✎ yandere! poet who loves annoying you. especially with his sophisticated and confusing sentences. you shouldn't expect a break with this man because you're the first person whom he has taken interest in and he's going to make full use of that. I mean truth be told, he would never find someone as captivating and fascinating as you ever again. you are one of a kind, and that's why he fell for you.

✎ yandere! poet who would actually scare people away with how strange he is. he used to find it a pity that this happened but after he met you...it's actually pretty useful for when he finds someone messing with his dearest muse. like go away! go be mean to someone else. 8 billion people in this world and you had to bother his love? go away before he carves you out. he'll actually murder the bully if they don't leave.

✎ yandere! poet who writes for you whenever you're feeling down. he won't force you to talk but he certainly would try his best to cheer you up :) he loathes seeing his darling upset after all. because when you're sad, he gets negatively affected as well and he won't be able to write for the rest of the day :(

✎ yandere! poet who is a giant romanticist. he's the type of guy who would buy you flowers and write lengthy and detailed love letters as a declaration of his love. he thinks that it's normal and only right for him to do so because he's courting you! he thinks that the new generation is doomed because why wouldn't you treat your love romantically when you want their affection?

✎ yandere! poet who despises cursing. he thinks that it's crude and so ungentlemanly! there are so many ways to describe your emotions and to resort to cursing? that's a big no from him. besides, he thinks they don't roll off his tongue well. why curse when you could say "you uneducated swine, all that is coming out of your mouth is blasphemy and a string of incoherent nonsense!" you'll look so much smarter as well :( but he doesn't mind if you curse, he thinks it's endearing to an extent. just don't curse all the time, it will tick him off.

✎ yandere! poet who is just so dedicated to his craft that it's so attractive to you. you will never meet someone as dedicated to something as he is. because not only does he believe in giving your all into whatever you're passionate about, he's also a super motivated person. that's actually super hot, like imagine seeing him being super focused while writing a love poem dedicated to you 🤤

✎ yandere! poet who never expects you to return his feelings. yet, he still writes you love poems, sends you flowers and is always there for you when you need a shoulder to cry on. he's a gentleman and he will act like one even if you don't like him back. don't worry, he won't kidnap or kill you, but that doesn't mean you can like someone else. no, it's either him or no one. don't be picky darling.

✎ "but my love, for you, I would dye the grasslands red, in the blood of those that wronged you. I would drown the world in endless essays about my desire that burns so brightly for you. I would even wage war with the heavens above if it meant being away from you... all while never expecting you to reciprocate my never ending passion and love, that yearns ever so earnestly for you."

[sencity]

amunet musa . . ☪︎︎

“And once I open my heart towards you, I’ll become just as necessary as yours. I’ll become your organ, remove me from your body and you’ll perish unexplainably. You will need me. You will need my heart to survive. So, if you wish to live in heaven, you’ll stay with me to avoid hell.”

☪︎︎ name ፧ amunet musa.

☪︎︎ age ፧ twenty-two.

☪︎︎ race ፧ african american.

☪︎︎ ethnicity ፧ nigerian.

☪︎︎ height ፧ 6’2 (6’5 in platforms/heels).

☪︎︎ temperament ፧ eloquent, vindictive, possessive, intense, persistent, authoritative, + intimidating.

☪︎︎ personality w/ others  ፧  depending on the crowd, she could be seen as “recluse, aloof, and dominant” or “alluring, hard to get, and honest.” truth be told, she’s practically all of the above, whether it’s intentional or not. she’s usually sitting with herself despite her having a few trusted friends; she just enjoys her own company greatly. her expressions are very limited and composed, and with her being straightforward with her words it’s needless to say that she could come off as rude and distant. though, that’s around people she doesn’t care for, but with her friends she’s more considerate and open. surely the intensity is still there innately but she makes up for it by being considerate, protective, and patient… she may seem a little stuck up as well, but she’s the kind of friend that takes a moment to open up to. don’t worry, she’d attend parties and get drunk without a care in the world.

☪︎︎ personality w/ love interest ፧ of course, you can conclude that she behaves uncharacteristically. surely she was manipulative before, but she definitely gets what she wants with you, plus the tactics are subtle, seeing as she’s a dark empath (someone who uses cognitive empathy at the expense of others, often for personal gain, much like reishi, my designer!yandere oc). she’s more amorous and hesitant with her words, insistent on giving you everything and making everything for you easier. sending anonymous love letters to you, following you home discreetly to ensure that you make it safely, or behaving like a gentlewoman towards you in general. her friends couldn’t recall the first time she smiled so widely with someone. her care towards you is so natural as if she’s been catering to you for years; it’s like she earned the right to guilt-trip you if you misbehave…

☪︎︎ yandere type ፧ manipulative + possessive. she’s overall composed (when her love interest isn’t overwhelming her with their presence) and unyielding. the usual tactics she goes for are death threats, guilt-tripping, false reassurance/understanding, flattery, + intimidation. and with her being naturally intense it’s difficult to decline her, not to mention that her threats are more so promises and her poetic words are hard to brush away. her possessiveness not only ties into her obsessive nature but assists her with her manipulation tactics, seeing as she could do a plethora of things just by knowing and owning you. though don’t be too shaken up, you’re not the only person she has on her radar. whoever comes in the way of the two of you will go down in history…

☪︎︎ theme song ፧ hiijack — sza.

and with that, here’s her sfw and nsfw headcanons …

my masterlist …

and the rest of my yandere ocs …

© all rights reserved 𝄁︎ sencity. “depending on the severity of the offense, i may have to take care of the ones who stole and altered sen's work as well..." — amunet

[yandere-wishes]

Could you do hcs or one shots that expands on the dune yandere headcanons. Like how do they pursue the reader, how does the reader react, do they try to run (and if so, what happens). I feel like Paul in particular would be interesting given the Lisan al Gahib worship making him too powerful to actually run from

OMG, Anon are you like psychic or something?? Cause I was working on this exact thing last night!!

I've been getting a lot of requests for specific scenarios with the Dune men (which I promise I will answer soon!) but I wanted to write a longer more in-depth general yandere HC first.

All this being said, I also coordinate each character to a TS song from TTPD (Yes I'm obsessed, please don't make fun of me 🥺🙏) each character's HC is divided into three specific scenarios. I've already chosen the songs and lyrics + written an outline for all the characters. I'm planning on working on it after I finish the Feyd x reader x Paul fic. 

Now one question. I don't really like Rabban and I don't think he has many fangirls. But should I include him in the HC or just ignore him? 

[zolakin]

[ddollfface]

𝐇𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐀𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝗟𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗦𝗶𝗰𝗸!𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗿𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗲𝗿𝘀 𝘅 𝗙𝗲𝗺!𝗥𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗿

Trigger Warnings; bad writing, lovesick behavior, reader is called 'my girl' multiple times, reader is described as more 'curvy' (in LoveSick!Bimbo's specifically), fluffy, nothing too bad. If I missed anything, then please let me know ♡ Hey, I'm sorry I've been so absent recently, but that's just because of personal issues. And I'd also like to say that I'm not going to be the most active writer on the app, sooo um sorry 'bout that. I'm just not very motivated to really do anything, so yeah. I hope ya'll enjoy :)))

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𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠!𝘼𝙩𝙝𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙚

All of the Above. Any way he can show you affection, he will. Nothing is holding him back from hugging you, kissing you, or holding your hand. He has no fear. I mean, what are you going to do? Push him away? Yeah, right. And this is when his ego gets in the way. He can't comprehend why you wouldn't want to touch him, besides, he wants to touch you! He wants to love you, hold you, and protect you! Why wouldn't you want that?

He also enjoys buying you things. Whether it be a fancy dress, some makeup, paint, hell, it can even be a football or something! He doesn't judge (though he'd prefer you to be pliant, little you, someone he can protect). If you need something, whether it be for classes, a hobby, or anything of the sort, he'll pay for it! First date? Nope, don't even reach into your bag; he's got you! Want a coffee/tea/etc.? Babe, I better not see your card out right now. Who do you think I am? A bum? I take care of my girl.

He likes spending time with you, too. You're practically his best friend, after all! He likes to bring you to his practices, and games, wanting you to watch him. The majority of the time, whenever you're there, he'll purposefully show off, wanting you to know that he's husband material! He can protect you and your future children, don't worry! Just let him take care of you!

But he'll also come to any events you're a part of. Say you do theater, he's coming to every performance, the same if you do any performing art. If you do a sport (he'd be ecstatic btw), then he's coming to your practices, teaching different tips and tricks, and most importantly, he's giving you a "good luck kiss" (as he likes to call them). And if you're an artist or some sort, then he'll offer to be a model for you. He's not afraid to strip if it's for you. No matter how far you two are in the relationship, there's no hesitation in his voice when he looks at you, snarkily saying, C'mon sweets, paint me like I'm one of your French girls, yeah?

His affection doesn't stop there. I've dabbled in this concept before, but LoveSick!Athlete also loves to call you nicknames, and they're never-ending. He'll think of a new one for you every day! Honestly, it's interesting to see what he'll think of next. He has a wide variety and they span from how pretty you are, to your ass, and back to your sweet personality!

𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠!𝙋𝙤𝙚𝙩

Gift Giving. LoveSick!Poet is far too nervous to talk to you. He'd shit himself if he ever called you something sweet like 'baby' or 'sweetheart', he thinks that his heart would implode. That's far too much for him. You're too much for him, too good to him, so he resorts to giving, giving, giving. He'll sneak you little poems he made about you, all flustered when you compliment his writing, how good he is. He'll get you a bouquet of flowers, all purple lilacs. LoveSick!Poet will go down to the nearest bakery, your favorite bakery, and leave you a small box of conchas, a sticky note stuck to the top of the box. It read 'I love your dress today, it looks beautiful on you :)'. He's so sweet, isn't he?

Quality Time. Similar to gift giving, it's a way for him to be affectionate without facing you. LoveSick!Poet doesn't have the best image of himself, finding your relationship with him to be a miracle, something to be worshiped, and admired. You want to go to the mall? Okay, he's on his way. Want to go out to eat? Where? When? He'll be there, but bare with him. He's not the most well-off man in New York, money's tight, right? And don't get him wrong, he feels bad. He'll constantly tell you so, going on about how he really wants to take care of you. And I'm sorry that I can't take you to the East Side, and we're stuck at the small cafe... I want to treat you, you really deserve the best, d-darling...

He just enjoys your presence overall, so any time he spends with you is a good time for him. LoveSick!Poet doesn't mind just sitting in silence, watching you do what you love. If you work at a cafe, restaurant, or anything of the sort, he'll show up to your work and just watch you do your thing. Depending on how you take his constant staring, he'll ask you for your number or how you're doing. He'll order something and have some, albeit awkward, small talk with you, wanting to know that you're doing well.

𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠!𝘽𝙞𝙢𝙗𝙤

Physical Affection. LoveSick!Bimbo is very, very, very affectionate with most people, but it's doubled whenever she's around you. Honestly, she can't help herself. She has to be touching you at some point. She just finds you to be so adorable! She wants to show her appreciation for you and your body! Of course, she'll always let you cop a feel, if you want.

She wants to have a hand on your thigh, intertwine your fingers, and even hug you. She'll always have her chest pressed against your arm, not matter you height. And believe me, she's a tall girl, but she doesn't seem to mind the stares you get from men and some women.

Verbal Affection. Not only is she physically affectionate, but she's also very sweet with her words. No matter what time of day it is, or where she is, she'll always be calling you some sweet name. She likes to compliment you and your body, making sure you're never feeling insecure. After all, she can't have her darling feeling bad about themselves when they look like that! You're always beautiful and she'll make sure you know it. She can't help but let compliments slip out, saying how your body is just so perfect! You're literally like my missing puzzle piece, babes! Like what would I do without ya' curves!!

𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠!𝙁𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙣𝙙

Verbal Affection. Now, she's not complimenting you constantly (like LoveSick!Athlete and LoveSick!Bimbo), but she does give you affirmations. If you did well on a test, then she'll tell you how you're so smart. I'm just so lucky I got stuck with a sweet girl like you. You make me so proud.

She'll never hold back saying 'I love you', nope, never. She's very caring in that sense, seeing as you've been friends for so long. She knows what you like, after watching you and your exes interact. LoveSick!Friend isn't afraid to pat your head and kiss you on the cheek, but it's not her go-to, y'know? So she always falls back on giving you assurance, that way you'll never doubt yourself. You're doing so great, babe. Just keep doing what you're doing, I'm here to help.

Acts of Service. LoveSick!Friend washes the dishes, does the laundry, and cooks the dinners. If you're ever feeling under the weather, then she'll become your little servant, always at your beck and call. She just wants you to be taken care of. She wants you to know that she's always going to be there for you, and you don't need some man to be here. All you need is her, so you should just delete that dating app, no?

𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙎𝙞𝙘𝙠!𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙨𝙩

Verbal Affection. LoveSick!Artist is sweet with his words, knowing just what to say to get you all flustered and embarrassed. His voice is deep, soft, and comforting. He'll give you reassurance and soft words, speaking softly to you. He doesn't call you pet names too often, though he'll sometimes pull out 'sweets' or 'baby' if he's feeling extra nice that day. Most of the time, he prefers to use your name, finding it to be comforting. He likes your name, pleased by how the syllables roll off his tongue. It's the name for you, he prefers that you use his given name, instead of 'babe' or 'bubba'. It makes him feel closer to you and he'll tell you that. He'll go on about how, y'know, you're voice is real sweet, just prefer hearin' ya' say my name all the time. Makes a guy all giddy inside.

Gift giving. He likes to draw you, a lot. Whenever you pop into his mind, which is every waking second, he'll draw you, having to express his thoughts somehow. Sometimes, he'll have you right in front of him, modeling for him.

He likes to give you these drawings, well, only the PG ones. After all, he doesn't think you'd be able to handle it, getting too flustered and overwhelmed by how detailed he can get. But that's not the point, the point is that he likes to draw you, and for you. He draws the world around him and then gives it to you, wanting to share his talent with you. And you're always excited about it, enjoying your boy/friend's (depending on the timeline) talent.

Quality Time. Listen, LoveSick!Artist is very monotone, preferring to be calm, and by himself. He doesn't like parties, being in big groups, or loud music. He just wants to be with his close friends, you. It doesn't have to be a shared activity, where the two of you are talking. Actually, he prefers to do his own thing, and you do yours, just the both of you enjoying each other's presence. He'll be painting and you'll be doing homework, cleaning, reading, writing, whatever. He doesn't care too much.

It's like that one friend, the one where you can not talk for months and months, but when you two reunite, you're acting as if nothing changed. That's exactly how he treats your relationship. He doesn't need to be with you 24/7, if anything, he prefers to have some alone time.

Now, for this last part, I'm not too sure what category this would be under, but LoveSick!Artist is quite built, meaning he works out a lot. He's very strong. And he gives off scary dog privileges, much to your content. He enjoys protecting you, holding you close, and making sure no man is giving you any funny looks.

I think that may be described as physical affection, but it still doesn't feel right to me. LoveSick!Artist isn't necessarily the most touchy person, seeing as he likes to keep to himself, but that won't stop him from getting possessive. He's very, very, very aggressive towards other men, especially when you're involved. He already doesn't trust men, but when he sees the way they look at you, it causes him to spiral. Out of all my LoveSick!Characters, I think that LoveSick!Artist is the most likely to kill in your name. C'mon don't be like that, did ya' see how he was looking at you? Like a piece of meat, is what.

[yanderepoet]

talk to ME. think about ME. talk to ME. think about ME. give ME attention.

me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me me.

[harmonysanreads]

It is 2am in the morning where I'm at, and ideas for Corrupted!Alhaitham and darling just won't stop coming into my head. I haven't had this sort of massive brainrot in a while.

So have this stewed (and possibly half baked one), where Darling still isn't comfortable with Corrupted!Alhaitham's antics. And Corrupted!Alhaitham takes things into his own hands, much to Darling's dismay and horror.

Darling knows something's off, but can't quite put their finger on it until they see the consistent red on the Akasha Terminals he uses, and his eyes. Darling wasn't particularly comfortable with Alhaitham's green pupils, but at least they reminded them of the outside. But Darling is even less comfortable looking at Corrupted!Alhaitham now with those wild and pure ruby red eyes, akin to looking into the eyes of a demon.

But this demon, of a person, is a demon onsessed with Darling.

Once Corrupted!Alhaitham catches wind that Darling's figured out the truth, there's no need to pretend anymore. With Darling's repeated advances, a carnal and blunt solution seems to occur to him. Perhaps, he would get along better with a Corrupted!Darling. A malleable one he could control and manipulate to his heart's content without any averse consequences (to him, of course. I can't say the same for Darling.)

And thus begins Corrupted!Alhaitham series of experimentation to corrupt his Darling. Ranging from utilizing techniques in forbidden texts and rituals, to dodgy knowledge capsules.

Little by little, each agonizing experiment chips away at Darling's mental fortitude.

But under Corrupted!Alhaitham's relentless experiments, Darling ends up slowly becoming corrupted as well. First, it starts slowly. Unexplained gaps start to form in Darling's memory. Darling finds themselves quicker to react to their base impulses. It's harder for them to think rationally.

One day, it starts to click for Darling. They start understanding Corrupted!Alhaitham's actions. They're horrified and conflicted. Their rational brain continues to fight and is angry and appalled, by Corrupted!Alhaitham actions. But the corrpution in their brain and all the noise Corrupted!Alhaitham has thrown into their brain via information and knowledge capsules start to overtake their rationality - to the point where Darling starts to come around on Corrupted!Alhaitham.

Darling's thoughts turn as the Corruption grows. Once Corrupted!Alhaitham realizes the Corruption has taken root and is growing in them, that's when he puts the rest of his plan into action. He puts on a facade for Darling, in their slowly corrupted state, to see him as a safe place. That he's someone Darling can go to for help regarding what their going through. He is the only one who understands Darling as their rationality slips further and further away.

And then in the end, Corrupted!Darling is just that. Corrupted. Their personality warped and twisted into a facsimilie of who they used to be. Someone who acts more on instinct then rationality, with a more flexibly ethical outlook. Someone who trusts Corrupted!Alhaitham with their life and will willingly join him in his plans. Someone who completely and utterly loves him, to the point where he no longer needs to throw on a facade anymore.

Darling is completely and utterly his. Both their mind, body, and soul.

And Corrupted!Alhaitham wouldn't have it any other way.

oh... oh my.

Red is a lovely colour, ‘Alhaitham’ thinks.

Red is the colour of passion and love. Dyed in the silks of the brides of Sumeru, on the scarfs of the persevering eremites.

Red coats the skin of ripe sunsettias and zaytun peaches. It is the colour of the flames upon which steaming pots of curry sits, the pigment that smears the knife should your mind drift away in musings and he can reprimand you playfully.

On occasions does it peak from the wicks of scented candles, the hue of the petals you scatter across ivory sheets. The shade that dusts your skin when his hands wander, purposefully. Red is the colour of heat, he realizes when he feels you ears warm up in response to the lies he whispers, sickeningly sweet.

Red is the pigment that reflects from the surfaces of priceless rubies, tightened around the neck, wrists and ears of an equally priceless you. Red is in the frills of the collar that digs in your skin, which, if he should generously tug you'll voice no complaint to. Red are the ribbons that bound you to your place, coated around the chains emitting metallic stench, ones which you will no longer struggle against.

Red is scattered around the penitentiary of your life, drenching the path he treaded to reach this bliss. Red is the colour of his eyes and your eyes, bearing a love unchained by worldly schemes.