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Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes who are shocked when they discover that you are slowly killing yourself (or rather, have stopped taking care of yourself) and see that your mental and physical health is eroding because of the life you have decided to lead
Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes who see no other option and now they themselves will have to take care of you for you, and so, they finally decide to kidnap you.
Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes will make you completely dependent on them for your new life routine and even your basic needs. This means that they will bathe you themselves, dress you in comfortable and climate-appropriate clothes, cook and feed you in your mouth, make you take medicines and vitamins, take you punctually to medical appointments, blood tests and therapies (or perhaps they will do the exams themselves). Oh! Don't forget the main thing, lots of love and affection even if you refuse ♥️
Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes who will suffocate you with lots of affection, kisses and hugs, or at least, will try to demonstrate their great love for you in soft and attentive touches, looks and ears that are totally helpful to what you do and will talk to you every night how special you are to them, how precious you are
Paternal/maternal and obsessive yanderes that after 3 months of extreme care, he finally feels more comfortable letting you do your basic needs alone, but with their supervision, but you will still continue to live with him, you will only be able to leave for a while limited and will not allow you to do something that is not good for your health such as sleeping late, eating a lot of junk, accidentally hurting yourself, walking barefoot, otherwise he will go crazy once again and the whole childcare routine will start all over again
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Everything is so peaceful, my body feels relaxed and fresh as if I had taken a delicious bath and received a massage right after. As I lie in a soft bed, on warm, clean duvets and pillows in a silent, soft environment that smells like chamomile (when was the last time I cleaned my room?), everything made me stay in the position I'm in for hours and with eyes closed to relax in this very pleasant moment, maybe I should even go back to sleep.
For a small moment, I seem to have finally escaped my daily problems and routine, as that infernal alarm clock hasn't gone off yet... wait, where am I?!!!!!!!!
I finally realized why everything is so good...
"Good morning, sweetie. How's my sweetie feeling?" The stranger appeared at the bedroom door, which had been open the entire time, and walked towards me subtly as if approaching a fragile and injured animal. Soon, he sat on the side of the bed I was on and placed one of his warm, wet hands on my forehead.
"Your body temperature is normal, your face looks healthier, and your dark circles are gone. It seems like you rested very well, I feel so relieved!" Giving a sigh of satisfaction, and then he placed a kiss on my forehead with that same hand gently grabbing my chin with his thumb on mine. He kept his loving, soft gaze on me.
"Where am I?" My question was automatic, I didn't know if I remained paralyzed or jumped out of bed to run towards the bedroom door that had been open the whole time, suspecting that he was watching me since I was still sleeping, or was already prepared to attack me. rock when I finally woke up.
It wouldn't do any good anyway, since he would have locked all exit access to the outside and would already be prepared for any attack or kidnapping outbreak.
"You are in my house, or rather in our sweet and cozy home that I have prepared for us for the rest of our lives from now on."
"H-What do you mean? What's this story?"
"It's for your own good, Sweetheart, I couldn't bear to see my baby having such a hard and unfair life on the outside..."
"You should't..."
"No, honey, it's YOU who shouldn't do this to me. I believed that you could be independent and take care of yourself while I finished all the plans for us to have the dream life when we could finally move away from this society and all the tiring life and stressful while I would take care of everything to support and protect our home and you would be my beautiful homely wife and totally spoiled by me." He paused, panting after his harsh speech, and slowly calming down. Now, his welcoming expression now seemed like a frightening and overbearing father/mother. "But after I saw you killing yourself to have a minimally comfortable life, I will have to take this position and you will live the life I prepared for you and me from now on."
So, he got up, walked out of the room and then, within a few seconds, came back with a bowl of soup, glass of water and pills all on a tray. I was too shocked to react.
"Your stomach must be empty after you slept so much and ingested all the sedative I gave you." Sitting once again on the bed, now, even closer as he places the tray carefully on his lap, his right hand taking my cheese again with his thumb on my cheek with a firmer grip and the other hand dipping the spoon into the vegetable soup and lifting it towards me. His loving and welcoming gazes were even more intense.
"Now, my Sweetheart, be obedient and open your mouth ♥️"
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Note: Don’t forget to drink lots of water and get plenty of rest 😉
Yandere half elf x reader headcanons
🪲you were part of the human revolution , monsters had been at war with humans till after 50years of war they won . Being victorious they took as they pleased leaving little care for the humans that were left over.
🪲so naturally there was a revolution in the making after so many years under there thumb a handful of people you included decided to finally rise above. Of course with such a low amount of members there certain roles . Your role was not too recruit but instead assassin some of the higher up monsters that is where you met him.
🪲the person in charge of the revolution had given you the name prince Novan of course you knew you would be assassinating higher ups but weren’t expecting princes .
🪲the first time you met the prince you realised he wasn’t a full blooded elf it turns out his mother was a human trapped by his father hidden away . Finding out this information helps feed your hate to the monsters. However the prince seemed to become more enchanted.
🪲instead of you seeking him out to come closer it is him doing the work for you trailing after you like wolf pup .
🪲leaving you expensive offerings which you deny and give back to him.
🪲he follows after you even standing outside bathrooms .
🪲when other monsters may try to lay harm to you or take you he is quick to sentence them to death or prison.
🪲all the ladies and men who had come from far away trying to gain the attention of the prince quickly realised it was useless after seeing him with you .
🪲he writes long letters and notes they litter his room only when the maids come to clean his room is it ever tidy.
🪲as his obsession grows he becomes more interested in your past leading him to a rabbit hole of finding out that you were sent here to kill him.
🪲one night he leads you out of the large city and to the woods he pulls out his dagger and places it in your hand he’s eyes glow an ice blue as tears fall from them. He then says to you ‘I know truth your a warrior yet still you have dug your name into my heart without me knowing .either end my suffering with the dagger or love me and I will be the tool to your success..’
🪲shocked and unsure you know in the long run perhaps he can be of use so instead of diving the dagger into his heart like you so badly wanted to you let him live to be your tool . You wouldn’t truly love him like he wanted but you could fake it .
🪲as times goes on even with you pretending to love him he grows restless not knowing your true name only your code name and nickname drives him insane. He wants to own you and knowing your name would help.
🪲so finally he finds away after all after his statement in the woods a few months back you give him a little trust but still trust . He goes to a bar with you a interesting place filled with trolls ,giants ,dwarves and the list goes on . Eventually your drunk and his plan succeeds he finds your name in a few minutes of you being drunk.
🪲after finding your name he binds you too him with a spell and also by law he weds you while your still oblivious.only in the morning when your naked and have a rock on your finger and markings as well on it do you realise what’s happened.
🪲you can scream and yell at him all you want but you can’t go anywhere without his permission especially now your a princess.
🪲he makes the word spread and it eventually goes to your coworkers who think you betrayed them after hearing the rumour he spread about you both being madly in love.
🪲you locked up with your mother in law in a tower just on opposite sides of the tower yet you can still talk through the bar window of the front door . You find all sorts of information yet you can tell know one since no one from the rebellion will save you now.
🪲your new husband showers you in lavish gifts and since the spell stops you from killing him your powerless.
🪲he’s always been bullied in secret of course by the snot nose spoiled court kids when he was younger he tried telling his father but his father didn’t care only ignoring him and telling him he would become stronger . So he did become stronger and made them pay but he also had no friends so when you came along so eager how could his poor heart not cling to you ? It doesn’t matter you were sent to kill him it only matters is that you didn’t when he gave you the chance.
🪲he hates that you hate him but he can’t help but smile after all how can he not when he notices your stomach swelling…
Out of 10 he’s a 7.8 very protective and possessive.
Thank you ❤️❤️
Hi could I request romantic yandere khal drogo x gender neutral reader headcanons please and could you make reader the brother/sister of Daenerys and Viserys. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
YANDERE KHAL DROGO X TARGERYAN READER
⚔️you were the brother / sister of daenerys and viserys targeryan . It was said your beauty could enchant men and women . However no one believed it was true until they see you .
⚔️when khal drogo came to look at Daenerys and he saw you he felt he had been cheated with this deal. He wanted the most beautiful spouse he wanted someone that others would die just to get close to. Daenerys was beautiful he will give her that but she was nothing compared to you .
⚔️so he started to renegotiate with viserys, of course viserys couldn’t afford to be picky so he reluctantly agreed that you would be khal drogos wife instead. He was pleased with that answer and left.
⚔️ever since then he was cursed of only thinking of you everything about you to your head and your toes.
⚔️once you were married he was over the moon with joy. He had what he wanted he didn’t care about viserys greed or anything like that no all he thought was you.
⚔️he gifted you the finest gems and horses trying to prove his devotion and love to you.
⚔️ rejected him it won’t matter you can’t speak his language and he can’t speak yours. But if you tried to learn his he will shake your rejection off as someone tried to trick you in what you were saying . And the teacher who taught you had there tongue cut out.
⚔️rivals he doesn’t have any really since he is in charge of everyone but if he ever did he would be painfully slow killing them wanting to make them suffer.
⚔️if you want the iron throne he will give it to you but he wants you to repay him with your really love not your fake love.
⚔️he wants kids bad and if you do have them , he is under your thumb forever. If you simply can’t have kids he is more then happy to take in children who’s parents have died and look after them as his own.
⚔️he wants you too feel how he feels in all honesty for instance if you wish to die he must die with you … it’s a very complicated love
⚔️if you get a dragon he will most likely kill it if he can but if he can’t he will step on egg shells near you he doesn’t want to die or you to leave him.
⚔️if viserys wanted to marry you and tried to take you from khal drogo he will get the boiling gold crown.
⚔️he is a delusion and devoted yandere to have.
⚔️ overall maybe in the middle of your on his good side he will treat you like a god /goddess if you are still resisting him he won’t care he will just ignore your pleas.
Thank you so much for this request ❤️❤️
Hunted Down (Yandere Hawks/Keigo Takami x Reader)
Love wasn’t something that you could run from.
Hawks had told you that time and time again, reminding you constantly that love wasn’t something that just stood by patiently. No, it was something that ran after what it wanted, that refused to stop until it got it. In the beginning, when he had tried to teach you about love, it had been to let you know just how pointless running would be. It was to show you that you would never be able to escape him or his love for you.
But it was only now, as you ran through the woods, stumbling over roots and skidding in the mud, that you realized the full truth of what Hawks had been telling you. As much as he loved having you with him—keeping you with him—his love was predatory, something that needed to keep moving. It was not content to simply soak in having you there, as wonderful as it was. Not when chasing you gave Hawks a thrill like nothing else in life.
No, Hawks and his love needed to hunt.
That was what you had realized when Hawks had set you back down on the ground just outside this forest, having left his apartment and the city far behind. Folding in his wings, he had reached out to brush a lock of your hair, his calloused hand stroking your cheek as he did so. Not quite sure what to make of either his actions or that gleam in his eyes, you had just stood there, awaiting an answer.
“You get a ten-minute head start,” was all that he said, not offering any more explanation than that, not even as you stood there for several long moments. At first, you were only trying to figure out what he meant. Once you realized it though, you continued to stand frozen, unable to tell if he was serious. But then, after you took one step back, and then another and another, all the while he stayed in the same spot, staring at you with that same exhilarated grin, you suddenly tore off, not looking back.
Exactly how long ago that had been you weren’t sure. Had it been five minutes? Or had it been nine? Was he already after you? Had he been this whole time? Were those crunching leaves and snapping twigs caused by animals, or by the winged hero, determined to make the chase more of a challenge by staying earthbound, considering how certain he must have been that he would catch you? Were those creaking branches simply waving in the wind, or were they being pushed aside by the gust of Hawks soaring past?
Each one of those questions pounded in your head with each step that you took, and every other second you swore that you saw Hawks through the trees. He was teasing you, you could feel it, keeping his distance just enough to make you think that you might have a chance, when deep down you knew the truth. You knew it even as you tore through the undergrowth, pushed yourself past countless trees. It was unavoidable when his gaze was boring down on you from god-knows-where. The truth was that no matter how far you got, how safe you thought you were, his love would never stop chasing you, he would never stop chasing you. He—
“Caught you.”
His voice was just at the shell of your ear, so soft that at first you thought that you might have imagined it. But when you felt his wings begin to encircle you, felt his arm wrap tightly around your waist to make you turn to face him, you knew that it was over. Taking one look at Hawks’ hungry gaze, you knew that you had never had a chance, not when you were up against the full force of his love. And when Hawks saw that realization dawn in your eyes, too big for you to push aside or hide from anymore, his grin only grew wider.
“That was fun,” he murmured, lifting your chin so that your lips just barely brushed against his, a predator sampling his captured prey. “Want to play again?”
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Lovesick
Tw: Yandere themes, noncon, dubcon, lemon, implied death, toxic relationships. If you are under the age of 18 or find this content upsetting, please do not proceed.
Your sore legs tremble as you curl in on yourself. Sticky fluid drips between your thighs, pooling onto the sheets below.
A shame, you just changed them.
You push down your building exasperation, instead, you take slow, steady breaths.
(in, out, in, out).
You listen to the sound of the cars speeding on the damp asphalt outside your window. You listen to the rustle of tree branches in the night’s breeze. You even listen to the foxes mating outside, if you let your mind wander a little bit, it’s like you can imagine someone screaming as they are brutally murdered.
That brings a small smile to your face.
You grip the sheets tighter, you can feel their soft fibres, you can feel the individual hairs sticking to your face, you can feel-
Sharp fingertips tracing the curves of your body.
And just like that, you are brought back to reality. The hot body plastered to your back is impossible to ignore, just as the hands that run languidly along your form are. You lay still as his gaze burns holes into your back, and for a second, you think that maybe if you are still enough, he’ll believe you’re asleep and leave you alone.
(Fat chance, when has he ever left you alone before?)
His nails graze the sensitive spot at the bottom of your spine and you can’t help but shudder under the touch. He chuckles softly in response.
“Love, you know I hate to be ignored, don’t you?” He whispers lowly, his tone deceptively benevolent, holding an implicit warning.
“And after we spent so long apart, you can’t possibly think I’d let our time together go to waste now would you?”
It’s as if he can sense what you are thinking. You feel your previous irritation bubble up, spilling over before you can put a lid on it.
“Isn’t that what this is?” You snap before you can think better of it.
“Hm?”
“A waste-”, you stupidly continue, “a waste of time, for the both of us, I mean, let's face it- this whole arrangement is no longer any fun.” Your words tail off slightly at the end, the weight of your misstep finally hitting you full force. The atmosphere in the room shifts almost instantaneously.
“Fun?” He asks, tone still light, if slightly strained.
If you were anyone else, you think, you would not have even recognised the switch from playful to livid in his tone. If you were literally anyone else, however, you wouldn’t have to.
You think about that sometimes, just how many people have met their end by simply misreading him, misunderstanding him. You used to pride yourself on that, thinking it made you special, immune to his sick desires and tendency to break things too quickly.
Oh, how wrong you were.
Learning to read him does little to save you from his ever changing moods and whims, something that was once both interesting and exhilarating now exhausting and sometimes downright terrifying.
Fun. Your relationship, if you could call it that, used to be fun, didn’t it?
“Yes, fun. Hisoka, you know?” You elaborate, “Ha ha, ‘you make me laugh so much I want to vomit’ fun?, or- ‘lets strip naked and jump into the river kind of fun,” you continue, bitterness clear in your voice. “Not, ‘I want to tear off your skin and wear it as my own’, or-, ‘lets beat each other black and blue until one of us can’t physically stand’, you know? That.. that's not fun at all.”
Realising the futility of your little rant, you cut yourself short, attempting to zone out once again.
You are, however, not given the chance as the Magician manhandles you onto your back and straddles your sides. The sheets silk slip off his form, and the Grecian contours of his naked body are illuminated in the low light.
No more words escape you as his face hovers directly above yours, one arm braced by your head, smile still plastered across his damn face. You stare back impassively into his narrowed gaze, tensing up. He’s pissed, that's for sure.
“Why not both, pet? I assure you, you look as pretty-”, slender digits encircle your neck, ‘‘black and blue’ as you do smiling, my dear.” He grins, cheerfully sinister. Then magician’s grip tightens without warning.
“Fffuck-,yyou.” you barely manage to wheeze out, beginning to struggle in his iron grip. You’re too weak to fight, you belatedly realise, after what he's put you through tonight.
To your dawning horror, you feel his length hardening once again against your stomach.
No way.
After weighing your options, you look up at him with pleading eyes, regretting your words.
You attempt to rasp out a desperate apology, only to be met with lovesick obsession in his honeyed gaze. Knowing begging will only fall on deaf ears, you stay like that, seemingly trapped within it, you fear if you look too long, you’ll be swallowed up by it.
“Your so mean to me, love,” he whines, faux-wounded, “after I left all those presents for you,” he breathes out heavily, his cheeks tinged pink, “and spent so much time making sure people would leave you alone,” he continues, over the sounds of you gasping for air, all the while grinding down onto you, “ and taking care of all your.. needs” he remarks mockingly as he grinds onto your clit, smirk broadening as he relishes your little gasps and shudders under his ministrations.
Ah yes, the presents. Hisoka is like a cat, you think, dropping dead animals at the feet of its owner and expecting a reward.
An extremely persistent, homicidal cat that is.
He releases your neck as you almost begin to pass out, black spots appearing in the corners of your vision. You splutter and gasp for air, having no time to appreciate your ability to breathe once again as he sheathes himself fully into your wet, cum filled cunt.
It’s all you can do to cry and whimper as you clench around his cock, helpless to do anything other than let him do what he wants to your weak mind and body. You take him in completely as he starts up a punishing pace, the redhead gripping your hips harshly, leaving purple, finger-sized indents.
Above you Hisoka moans wantonly, taking in your disheveled state: drool dripping from your chin, unshed tears shining in your eyes, the bloom of angry red and purple hickeys that litter your body. Weakly, you attempt to push him away. That earns you a swift backhand across the face.
“No Hiso… no no” you whine, one hand pressing against the stinging side of your face as the other claws at his back and shoulders desperately. Tears finally spill over. He moans once again as he laps the salty droplets up eagerly, slowing his thrusts in place of marking you more thoroughly.
You cling to him desperately, hoping he'll be done with you soon.
You’ll never admit it, but both of you know he’s correct in the fact that he takes care of your needs. He knows your body too well after all. You sob when he focuses on your neck and jawline, sucking on that spot beneath your ear; he knows every little part of you, all your sensitive spots and how to exploit them in order to make you scream and shudder beneath his touch.
Your mind begins to wonder, about those lonely nights, when he disappears for months at a time; and how you touch yourself desperately, unable to recreate the sensations he creates.
You think about the men you tried to fill that hole with.
You think about the small pieces of them you found afterwards.
His voice breaks you from your musings.
“Where’s that bravado from before, Pet?” He remarks, tone drizzled with condescension, before lavishing more open mouthed kisses along your neck. “Tell me I’m wrong,” he whispers, “that there's someone else you could possibly belong to other than me, tell me you don’t love me.” He coos, stroking along your face, your collarbone, your breasts.
“I- I don’t” you croak out feebly.
Your chest hurts.
Both of you can sense the lack of conviction in your tone. You stare at him in disbelief.
First your body, now has your mind decided to betray you too?
You must not be feeling well.
There’s just no way you could still love him. Not after what he’d done to you, it was impossible, right?
Impossible, just like enjoying being continually fucked against your will by your crazy stalker and ex-boyfriend.
Impossible.
Your chest hurts. Why does your face feel wet?
Hisoka’s eyes widen a fraction, the tense atmosphere from before dissipates. It seems your understanding of each other goes both ways.
You shake your head frantically, willing him to understand, to not take this the wrong way. You weren’t in love with him. Never. Not in a million years.
“No-“ you begin, cut off by the passionate kiss he captures your lips in. He kisses you deeply, less rough than before, more tongue and less teeth.
After what feels like eternity, the redhead detaches from you with a wet pop as his eyes capture yours once again. You pant, your wet cheeks aflame with both anger and embarrassment.
“I knew you would come around my love, I just didn’t expect it so soon, hm?” He says delightedly, the smile on his face abnormally authentic.
Hisoka tilts his head, peering down at you in silent awe, the Magician‘s pace slowing and deepening, just how you like it. You twitch around him in response.
“You must like me an awful lot, considering our history, pet. I have to say, you might be sick in the head.” He whispers almost mockingly. He presses a soft kiss to your temple as he strokes your face, his eyes filled with adoration.
“Although I don’t mind it, one bit”, the bastard remarks, having the audacity to wink down at you as he whispers conspirationaly. Your lip curls in disgust, your anger rising. More tears drip down your face. His thumb comes down to press against your plush lips.
You grit your teeth.
Then you go against what any rational person would do and bite down on his hand. Hard.
He hisses lightly, whether in pleasure or pain you don't care, as you use this distraction to head butt him in the face with full force. Blood gushes from his nose and you take in the sight with glee, hoping to slip out from under him as he's dazed.
Despite the pain you’ve inflicted on him, he remains steady, clutching you tighter as he stares down at you, eyes widened. Some of the blood from his nose drops on to your face as you struggle to no avail in his grip.
You pretty much figured this would be the case. Stil, there's satisfaction to be gained from his shocked expression.
You should be upset by your helplessness. Your inability to harm him properly.
The fact that you might still love him.
Fuck. Fuck
Instead, you laugh. You laugh and laugh and laugh. A scratchy, shrill sound aided by your bruised windpipe.
You laugh harder as you feel his cock twitch and harden further inside you, his blood warm and dripping on your face. Hisoka’s expression crinkles into one of delight. Of course he’s aroused by this. Of course.
He joins in too, cackling as he restarts his rough pace from before, and as you smile to yourself, arms looping around his neck, you think he may be right, you must be sick in the head.
This is part two of this: https://envillenx.tumblr.com/post/656640664160944128/i-got-lazy-making-this-but-here-you-go-lol
Now ik for a fact most of y’all just gon let him in or not even lock the door 🤨 anyway here you go.
Lmao cringe