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deer-with-a-stick · 4 months

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I've rewatched the cinematic like 6 times now in a row and here some of the things I've noticed:

Kindred (Lamb specifically for the first two) is vaguely hinted at three times before the big Tryndamere scene. Once when Tryndamere looks up and sees her silhouette before his eyes close, once when Kayle's fire flares and consumes Aatrox, and once when Yasuo looks up, sees Wolf's eyes looking at him, and Lamb's arrow flies out in front of the storm of regular arrows.

Morgana's helmet does not match her at ALL, but it mirrors Kayle. Kind of like saying Morgana's forcing herself to be a warrior like Kayle at first, with the identical helmets and sword.

She then later casts the helmet off, leaving her sword in the ground. Kayle is the one who picks it up.

Kayle looks completely at home with the whiteness of the clouds but Morgana stands out a lot with the purple. But she doesn't match Aatrox's red either.

Morgana gets up immediately. Kayle does not.

The first thing Morgana does is look back for her sister.

The difference in Kayle's eyes when she first sees Morgana stand up in front of Aatrox compared to the almost disinterest or contempt in them when Morgana is visibly straining to keep her corrupted chains intact.

Kayle's transformation/embrace of her power seems far less taxing/painful than Morgana's (eyes simply start glowing golden with no hint of pupils or the iris while Morgana still retains a distinction between the pupils, iris, and scelera. Darkness also starts creeping down out of her eyes, like cracking through her skin.)

When Morgana collapses, Kayle does not look back.

Aatrox's body burns away but the sword doesn't (I still can't get over the brief flash of kindred's silhouette in the fire. It's there for like a quick second and you get the impression of something humanoid and with a bow).

Yasuo no longer has his original sword (no sheath on him when he appears either) and wraps wind around the blade he picks up every time he attacks. Doesn't necessarily look like he's actually killing anyone (except for maybe the first two people. or maybe they do die but they don't animate the gore).

It's almost like the wrapping on his arm is keeping the wind inside of him and/or keeping him together as he uses his power. Underneath the cloth, the pattern of wind or magic seems to mirror his spirit blossom skin's arm.

And again, Wolf's eyes shining out of the darkness and using the faint shape of the trees in the distance to hint at his head. Yasuo sees it, closes his eyes and accepts his death, so Lamb's arrow soars out in front of the mortal arrows, all the while Wolf still watches.

The fade in so it looks like the bare branches of the trees against the pale sky are like tendrils of darkness encroaching on the light, converging on a snowflake that almost bursts into existence. The snowflake is also unnaturally large and when it sinks into Tryndamere's blade, it almost melts and reforms, sending a bit of ice crawling across the blade as though following grooves carved into it.

Tryndamere has visible scars across his body. He sees no enemies but Kindred in the space around him.

Wolf alternates between looking like a shadow wolf and just a bunch of shadows in a vaguely wolf-like shape, blinking out of existence as he fights, which helps emphasize the whole "Lamb is the corporeal one out of the two" aspect of Kindred's duality while also making him scarier than just a floating head in space during the fight in my opinion (since he feels heavier and that helps with the "yes he's a THREAT" feeling)

Wolf is significantly more dynamic than Lamb is, and she doesn't really seem to move unless its necessary.

Slow head tilts, once when Tryndamere swings his blade at her, and again when she backflips out of the way, but this one is more noticeable. Wolf attacks immediately, but Lamb observes. Adds to spooky factor. Despite the fact that she literally had a big sword pass under her chin, she still moves slowly and deliberately.

The light of Ashe's arrows clears up the darkness in the background when they fly past Lamb, and the light switches from cool lighting to warm lighting.

The arrows don't move like real arrows as well (no wobble while flying), so if you misses the blue glowy thing then here's more confirmation they're magic! Also makes them seem unnaturally stiff, which works with the "they're made of magic ice" thing.

Tryndamere's eyes immediately shift towards the camera (to where Ashe/Lamb is standing and away from Wolf) and his expression also immediately loses that rage that has been keeping him alive (the expressions were REALLY good holy shit).

Ashe appears and Lamb melts away, taking the unnatural darkness that covered everything beyond the immediate battlefield away.

She's not wearing a god damn bikini and instead some actual leather armor, which has nice gold designs on it. Her bow is also steaming despite the cold air, which makes sense because True Ice is like 5 degrees Kelvin or something

Tryndamere's shoulder pad still has a set of claw marks slashed through it (was originally whole), and Ashe notices, immediately turning around as if to see if she missed an enemy.

There's also another dude or two still there, and idk what happens to them.

#league of legends #kindred #tryndamere #kayle league of legends #morgana league of legends #aatrox #yasuo league of legends #ashe league of legends #im an very eagerly waiting tbskyen's animation analysis can you tell

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ma1dmer · 5 months

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League of Legends - Yasuo NSFW

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): its very important for him that you spend some time simply relaxing after both of you are done, preferably with a long warm bath where he'll help you wash up and maybe even doze off while the water is still warm

B = Body part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): its cheesy but he loves your eyes , he wants you staring straight at him no matter what, will stop everything if you break eye contact with him, it's one single order, you can follow that much right?

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically… I’m a disgusting person): loves tasting himself on your lips

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): definitely enjoys sloppy drunk sex when you are both slightly tipsy and your heads hazy , he is also definitely rougher with you in those moments, looser with his tongue as well , slurring filthy whispers in your ear and the next day pretending he forgot about them even if the mischievious glint in his eyes tells you otherwise

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): he has a decent amount of experience but won’t really brag about it

F = Favourite Position (This goes without saying. Will probably include a visual): he likes having you on his lap, either facing him or with your back to his chest, leaving his hands free to roam over every inch of you

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc): wants you both to be relaxed during these sort of moments, might tease you about him not doing a good enough job distracting you if you can still laugh but from the way his eyes light up you can tell he genuinely enjoys your laughter and how comfortable you are around him

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): might trim once in a while but is generally forgetful about such things

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): he is very passionate, holds your hands, kisses all over your body ,calls you soft nicknames , definitely a charmer when he wants to be

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): i can see him as being into mutual masturbation, watching each other, his eyes drinking in the sight of you as he works himself closer and closer to his orgasm, finishing right as his name tumbles from your lips along with your own orgasm, its almost romantic

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): pretty vanilla

L = Location (Favourite places to do the do): a private room with a comfortable bed, has definitely learned to not be picky as long as you have privacy, always makes sure the door is locked though

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): a relaxing night where you two just sit comfortably, not having to worry about the world for a few hours ,just talking and sharing a drink or two, the way banter flows between you two, how as the night progresses you both get closer and closer, he can’t help but wonder how the night will end for the both of you and when you finally make the move and kiss, your fate is sealed

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): hurt you, having sex leaves you both in a very vulnerable position so he would hate having that trust broken by hurting you even accidentally, he treats you like porcelain, like fine china

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): i know this man likes having you ride his face, he wants you to grind against his tongue, scoffs if you try to hover over him

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): he is all about lazier more relaxed and slow sex, he rolls his hips and grinds himself against you while sighing against your hair, might stop midway and have you simply cockwarm him

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): not a big fan of them, is so often on the road for missions so he just wants to be able to relax around you and take his time, lazy sex is important to him

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): he is willing to listen to you and try out things if you ask, but its mostly for your pleasure because at this point of his life he has figured out what he likes and it falls in the more vanilla side of things

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): he knows exactly how to properly pace himself, usually goes for one long round with a lot of foreplay and switching up positions in between though

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): a big fan of them, really big on giving you pleasure so anything that will intensify that, he is more than happy to use, would probably enjoy one of the buttplugs with tails

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): he will drag his fingers over you, feather light until you beg for him to touch you properly, he’ll chuckle about using your words to tell him exactly what you need and only then give you what you so desperately need

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): he is surprisingly loud in the throes of pleasure when he is comfortable with someone, he also tends to chuckle as he gets close, breathlessly laughing, his lips quirking up in a smirk as he hisses through his teeth and groans

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): i can see him as being a fan of mirror sex and body worship, having you in front of a mirror as he whispers praise in your ear having you look at yourself as he uses his fingers, describing exactly and explicitly what he is doing to you, how your body reacts, praising your beauty

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture or words): average in general but slightly on the longer side with a slight curve to the side

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): very in control of his needs but he does have wandering eyes, you usually can't tell because he is quick to avert his gaze unless he wants to get caught by you

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): its very important for him that you fall asleep together, he needs to know you are safe in his arms, he holds you close until he is sure you are asleep then he tucks you in and slowly turns to sleep on his side

#yasuo #yasuo smut #yasuo x reader #yasuo league of legends #league of legends smut #league of legends x reader #league of legends #.writing

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puffcap-factory · 2 months

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Echoes of Silent Respite

(Yone x reader)

Part 2 of Unspoken Whispers of the Heart

Yone x reader; angst, some fluff, but still angst.

There’s also Yasuo near the end but he’s more of a cameo. …or maybe not?

<<Part one here!>>

<<Edit: Yasuo's part here! >>

Notes:

This story is the continuation of the previous one, set a few months (or years?) after the reader met Yone, being the azakana hunter. I decided to make this second part more from Yone’s side of perspective. Also, any unsaid details in the story are left for the reader’s interpretation.

I kinda felt bad for Yone smh I decided to make this fic hehe.

I hope you enjoy! :D

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No rest. No sleep. There is no time.

Yone trudged through the forest, panting, the weight of exhaustion evident in each step. The silent winds of the woodland breeze seemed to offer a gentle caress to his cheek as he walked, as if trying to soothe his weary soul.

Many azakana had been running rampant throughout the lands since the war, feasting on any living being who harbored darkness inside their heart, consuming their soul and mind. He had slayed them one by one, yet more of them still seemed to manifest themselves deep in the shadows, multiplying themselves to no end.

He had no idea when this would come to an end - or if it would end at all. Let alone the quest on finding the name of the azakana that had attached itself to his face. He had been learning other azakana’s names, slaying them day by day, while hoping to learn about what he had become in the process.

To free himself of this burden. Yone’s own determination to do that was enough to keep himself going.

But nevertheless, he’d have to admit, this responsibility of his did take a toll on his body and mind. Weariness and doubt – of when this would cease to an end – had crept into him from time to time. Especially like on this very night.

For what purpose am I given another chance to walk this land again, even after death? These thoughts did wander sometimes, as he tried to stay resolute to keep the azakana at bay.

He looked towards the forest clearing as he wandered aimlessly. A hint of orange glimmered on the horizon below the cliff, signaling the approaching sunrise. Taking a deep breath, he made his way towards the nearest opening. The dim light caused him to wince a bit, but amidst the woods, he spotted a small wooden shack just outside the forest’s edge.

A wooden shack by a cliff, just right outside the forest clearings…

The familiarity of the place tugged at his memory, though he couldn’t quite place it. He had wandered across the land so much that smaller details began to blur altogether.

In any case, he wished to admire the sunrise, just for today, quietly, he thought.

He was about to walk towards the cliff when suddenly, he felt a presence that seemed to have occupied the place in front of him. Ready to retreat back into the shadows, a cat suddenly jumped in front of him, stopping him in his tracks. It meowed and purred, circling and rubbing its body against his feet, seemingly fond of him.

Yone instantly recognized the creature at his feet. The white cat with sakura-colored patches of the fur, with green-colored eyes that shone like twin emeralds in the dim light, was indeed the one that had been in the dojo from back in the days. Though the cat had seemingly aged, its sense of familiarity toward him had not changed.

He was just about to crouch down to pet the old feline friend when another figure appeared in front of him, blocking his view of the sunrise.

The figure in front of him was about to unsheathe what seemed to be a dagger, its sheath kept on the left hip, but immediately relaxed their shoulders as that person took a better look at him.

It was you.

“We meet again, friendly stranger,” you said with a smile, your sudden warmth creeping into him, much like the sunrise that was starting to emerge out from the horizon.

He was not sure what to do at this moment, as he stood still, holding his ground. He was pretty sure he had decided that he did not want to interfere further in your life, but honestly… he had been restless.

A fragile figure of yours, yet, had somehow decided on keeping a dagger on your side. The kind healer who had been supporting the dojo, and him. He wondered when you had picked up the way of the blade to defend yourself, as he knew for sure your ability allows you to heal pretty much anything but yourself. He had always thought that he would be the one to protect you, if a certain tragedy had not happened.

War had changed people too much.

He was standing still when the cat decided to leap back to you, purring as it circled around your feet.

“You know, she shows affection only to certain people,” you said with a tender smile as you crouched to the ground to pet the cat. “And… I think she certainly hasn’t forgotten a certain someone’s smell.”

Did you know? Yone did not dare to ask.

“Come,” you finally stood up and extended your hand towards him. “The view is nice during sunrise. You certainly wouldn’t want to miss it.”

Your warmth seeped into him and he felt as though he were ready to surrender himself to you, allowing himself to be enveloped by the warm light. And this time, he was indeed tired. Very tired. He had been wearing the mask for too long, that he was starting to forget the face beneath it, that had longed for a certain warmth.

After a moment of hesitation, Yone took your gentle hand, and you led him outside the forest. As soon as the sunlight bathed him, waves of nostalgic memory fragments hit him hard. This place did truly hold memories back from the past, as he could see the remains of the dojo not too far from the cliff. A place where he and the students would train. A place where he and you would train, albeit casually. It was a flood of bittersweet recollections, reminding him of who he used to be before the weight of the world's burdens settled on his shoulders.

You led him near a bench under the tree, just beside the shack. The abandoned structure, once filled with items for training, now appeared run-down, some parts reduced into broken logs and piles of dust. He sat on the bench, an action that had become very much foreign to him. You took a seat on his left – not too far, but not too close, while gently letting go of his hand. He kept his gaze down at his hands, still feeling the lingering warmth on his palm as the cat suddenly climbed onto his lap and curled itself up. He couldn’t help but pet it gently.

“I had put a camp near here when a dream brought me to this place. It was calling me here, and I was just as curious to find out what,” you said as you stared into the horizon as the sunlight started shining through the land. “I didn’t realize I was near the dojo until I climbed up here.” You paused, letting the nostalgic view seep into you. “...Then, I found Nora inside the shack, I thought she was the one who needed company!” You laughed lightly and glanced at the cat, who was now resting comfortably on his lap.

Was this the work of the dream fawn? He thought. He’d need to thank Lillia later.

“I never expected to meet you here, out of all places,” you said again, with your sweet smile, glancing back at him. Yet, you seemed to mask a certain bittersweetness inside your eyes.

Yone looked away from your gaze, turning his attention to the landscape beyond the cliff, reminiscing the days he had during his training in the dojo. A memory that felt so far… buried deep within his very soul. Although he had adopted a new identity – committing himself on the safety of the realm, fighting in the darkness – he could not deny his longing for a mortal’s company. Your company.

You scanned his features as his eyes glanced back to yours. You observed him intently, a mix of worry and relief visible in your eyes. His left eye – which was not covered by the mask – lingered to your face, gaze softening at you.

“You…,” you paused, trying to choose your words carefully as you kept your gaze on him. “I don’t know if I can still be much of a help, but…” you shifted to his side, sitting a little bit closer now. You lifted your right hand, bringing your palm up close to his cheeks. He could feel soothing magic radiating from your palms. “Here, maybe this could ease you for a bit,” you cooed.

He was taken aback at your sudden movement, but he kept his position unchanged. There was a moment of uncertainty before he finally decided to give himself up to your warm touch to his cheek, closing his eyes in the process. Your healing magic seeped into him, a gentle warmth spreading through his body. It was a familiar feeling, one that brought back memories of simpler, happier times.

For a while, he allowed himself to bask in the soothing embrace of your magic, letting go of the weight that had burdened him, even just for a while. The worries, the doubts, the weariness... they seemed to melt away, little by little, in your touch.

“Thank you,” he said, putting his hand on top of yours as he opened his eyes.

You smiled tenderly, your soft gaze focused on him. Without a word, you gently pulled his face towards yours, as you also leaned forward to press your forehead against his – a gesture of comfort and understanding, a silent promise passing between you two.

“Every time the darkness wears you down,” you whispered softly, your words flowing like a gentle stream, “Come to me, I’ll always be there for you as long as I’m breathing.”

Your voice, a soothing melody, wrapped around him like a warm embrace. Your words gave him comfort he hadn't realized he needed, a lifeline in the midst of the storm. The darkness felt less daunting, less suffocating, in the light of your presence. His eyes fluttered close as he felt a strong emotion stir within him. He breathed out, letting himself indulge into the intimacy of this moment.

How he’d wish the time to stop for the two of you right now.

You pulled away not long after, pausing momentarily before bringing your hand back to your lap. Although you tried to keep your gaze fixed on him, your eyes began to water, glistening under the sunlight. He kept your gaze, sorrow washed through him as he noticed what was coming.

No, please, don’t cry… He wouldn’t be able to bear seeing you crying now. Your sudden show of emotions made him feel as if an invisible hand was gripping tight at his heart.

You blinked yourself twice to gather yourself together, letting your own breathing to calm down, then glanced towards Nora – the cat, who was still sleeping on top of his lap. You let a low chuckle, watching the creature who was seemingly unbothered by anything in the world.

“Your support means… everything to me,” he said softly. You turned your head towards him and beamed a smile in response.

The two of you were enjoying the serene warmth of the sun side-by-side for a moment, when suddenly, he felt another presence approaching. Nora jumped out of his lap at the same time, hissing towards a certain direction.

He could feel the wind that blows towards him, bringing another familiar figure with it.

The taste of salt in the wind - Yasuo.

“Hm?” You looked towards the source of the rustling sound, standing a bit to peek into the bushes. Seizing this opportunity, he disappeared into the shadows, back into the forest, to be unseen. You immediately turned your head towards where he had been sitting, only to find an empty spot on your side. A gentle breeze caressed your cheeks, carrying a few leaves back into the forest. You let out a bittersweet smile, realizing that he had left, but stood up to meet the man who was approaching towards you.

“I think I’ve told you about not wandering off alone, especially before daylight,” Yasuo sighed, appearing from the bushy trails. “I’ve been searching where you’d left – h-huh!”

Nora, sensing his presence, decided to leap in front of him, hissing fiercely.

“Geez, even after years she hasn’t forgotten me, it seems like,” Yasuo chuckled awkwardly as he rubbed his neck. Nora then jumped back to the piled logs near the abandoned shack, still alert of Yasuo’s presence.

“Sorry, Yasuo,” you giggled a bit, crouching towards the cat to pet her, as if to bid her goodbye. “A dream led me here.”

“A dream huh…” Yasuo muttered, still seeming a bit dazed. He then glanced into the forest, as if sensing another presence from within.

“Let’s go, we’ll need to reach the plains before sunset today, right?” you asked, already walking in front of Yasuo. He kept his gaze still into the forest, checking.

“Right…” He stood there for a moment, facing the forest, but then shook his head slightly to clear his thoughts before following behind you, ready to continue the journey.

Yone watched them descend down the hills, a sense of relief washing over him. With Yasuo accompanying you, he knew you had someone to protect you during your travels, someone who would defend you in times of need. And as for himself… he would be watching over you from afar, protecting you from any kind of threats coming from the spirit realm.

As the sun continued its ascent, casting a warm golden glow over the landscape, he made his way back into the forest. It was time for him to continue his own journey, to face the demons that awaited in this mortal realm.

Yone gripped his katanas in both hands, ready to move. The path he traversed would not be a short one, but with the fleeting moment the two of you had shared held firmly in his heart, he proceeded deeper into the forest shadows.

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p.s. Nora means ‘stray’, as in ‘stray cat’ or ‘stray dog’ in Japanese. I did not think much about the choice of names for the cat. oops

#yone x reader #yone x reader angst #league of legends #league of legends x reader #lol x reader #yone #yone league of legends #yasuo #yasuo league of legends #angst #league of legends fanfic #yone lol #league of legends angst

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jyang137 · 9 days

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Wind shitter brothers

#league of legends #digital art #sketch #art of legends #league of legend meme #yasuo #yasuo league of legends #league yone #yone

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c0tt0n-c4ndy05 · 3 months

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Nailah (dnd)

Small dump of drawings I did of my OC

🫶🫶🫶🫶I love her

#dungeons and dragons #dungeons and drawings #dnd #dnd character #dnd art #Nailah #le voglio un sacco bene #bacetto #league of legends oc #yasuo #yasuo league of legends #these range from 2 years ago to: now #the inconsistency of an art style

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popawritter12 · 29 days

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Hi it's the anon who sent the asks for yandere zed. Can I ask for headcanons for yandere blood moon yasuo.

Author's Notes: Anon, i don't understand why two anons ask me for blood moon universe but i support it, i 100% support yandere demons <3

Even with all my energy against me, I finished the headcanons, I hope you like it even if it's a little short :C

Yandere! Blood Moon! Yasuo headcanons

Chances of your loved ones being killed

We are talking about the executioner of the blood moon, one whose main task is to eliminate other people.

He is one of the few that I say is a 100% chance.

And I say this because, unlike Talon —who prefers to stay by your side and do the killing later— he has to kill them, and there won't be any more people bothering him when he wants to take his beloved, so it's a win- win for him.

First impressions

The darling in question belonged to an organization that was responsible for being against the blood moon cultists, and especially their demons. She had been specially raised to hate demons, since they had taken her family away from her.

For the beloved it was a couple of every day trying to kill a cultist or a demon; She was known for her aggressiveness and stubbornness, being that, when the darling encountered a cultist, or worse, a demon, they would not stop until he was dead.

The beloved was bloodthirsty, cruel, and cynical when them came into contact with any member of the blood moon. And that's why they sent the executioner to kill them.

However, something bad must have happened, some mistake must have been made, something must have happened…

Because he was never able to fulfill his commission.

Fall in love

Before he was a cultist, he knew them, he knew his beloved as one of the few people who genuinely was there for him in his worst moments.

They was the beloved who always smiled at him, invited him to go for a walk or included him in a group so that he was accompanied.

And when he saw their look of disappointment, he felt as if that human part, that small human part was about to kill itself, was on the verge of mentally breaking down and apologizing to his beloved, for not being able to tell them what he felt, for not being able to tell them the truth, to be able to tell with his words how he felt that life return to his body every time their eyes met, and now… it was too late.

He tried to apologize, he tried to say that he was not going to hurt them, but in response his beloved attacked him. The beloved attacked with anger, with hatred, and mainly, with the desire to see him die.

It hurt him a lot to know that he had lost one of the best people in his life, and that now he was fighting the one he considered his beloved, the love of his life, but he couldn't do it. nothing.

Against everything, he did not attack, he even deigned to defend himself, leaving only his beloved to attack him as many times as he wanted. But his beloved let him live.

He knew then that, even with everything that had happened, his darling was still in love with him, she still longed to kiss and touch that human part of him, and that even with all the numbers against him, them still loved him like the first day they accepted feelings.

Beginning of Yanderism

He lied, he lied to his cult that he had killed that person, but he knew it was a lie, and that there were great consequences when they found out the truth. And he told to his beloved that them would have to change their identity, wishing only that his darling would get away from that life.

But within a few days, several cultists were found dead, some dismembered, others with marks from fights so deadly that their lives were taken away, and only he knew who was the author of those bloody works.

First murder or Yandere act

He himself had to kill cultists who were learning the truth, and he also took care of “some” close friends of his who were never intelligent enough to keep a secret as big as his safety or life in general. It didn't matter how many there were or how well he got along with them; If they knew the whereabouts of his darling, they were already dead.

At the same time he tried to communicate with his beloved, but he always threatened him or outright physically hurt him; Even if there was regret afterwards, however, a part of the beloved believed that it was best for them to stay away from him, since their mind always confused him because of the games she played with their own feelings.

Relationship or kidnapping

His beloved continued killing cultists and demons, but under an entity of unknown name; She wore a mask and dark-tinted clothing, seeking not to generate suspicion about her existence.

However, as always, lies have short legs —like me— and the little secret of the existence of the executioner's beloved was discovered. And an ambush was planned for the beloved. And that's where he is forced to kidnap them.

Even with his darling kicking, screaming and complaining, he still kidnapped his beloved. It was a moment between torturous and happy for him.

Since, let's agree that since he saw his beloved again, he wanted to keep them safe “in his own way”. He already loved his beloved before he became a demon, and he was the only “lighthouse” that illuminated what little humanity he had left. But a lighthouse can't stay lit forever.

Coexistence

Unlike Talon, he is much kinder to her; It's not that he speaks to her with much love or call them “honey” or “heart,” but he is quite friendly with his beloved, and gives them more freedoms than anybody might expect.

He is one of the yanderes with whom it is easiest to get along, since his way of loving, although selfish, also sought to generate a beautiful relationship with his beloved, to generate the same relationship that had come so naturally before… well, these events.

Marriage and family

As for marriage, no, I mean, I don't think that a cult that is fully dedicated to paying homage to the Blood Moon by murdering people would be very interested in marriage.

Now, if by chance certain relatives of the darling are still alive, then it is best to carefully distance themselves from the darling one in question for a simple reason; No one could know they location, no matter who the person is.

If possible, children?

Nah, I don't see any possibility in that.

Bad ending

Several months passed of absolute tranquility for both the darling and Yasuo, being that being away from all danger was… good in a way. However, there comes a point when the beloved just wants to leave; the darling decides to plan an escape, and upon achieving it, darling meets the terrible fate that demons and cultists find out about they existence; Now, knowing that the executioner had decided to lie, they ended up attacking the home that he had forged with so much effort for the two of them.

When Yasuo managed to capture his lover, he thought that he would finally be able to keep his darling safe, however, there was a problem; The demons attacked the home where he was guarding his beloved.

From here there are two possibilities

1:The cultists/demons decide that you must die, and end up taking the life of the executioner's beloved, and he, in response, had to attack.

To no one's surprise, there were many casualties that day, but the “traitor” and the traitor's darling were exterminated. However, now they were together, wherever they souls went, he was going to follow his darling, he was going to pursue her beloved even after his own death.

2- The darling is forced to join the cult of the Blood Moon, seeking to use you as a fellow member. So, even if you claimed that your family would rather publicly execute her than be part of that cult, however, consent was something that was not necessary in a cult that had already had many casualties because of a single person.

In this case, Yasuo will not be able to stop them, and they convince him that he would be the only one who could approach to his darling, and that they could both spend as much time as they wanted together, without anyone from the cult being forced to separate them.

Reasons to be a Yandere

-We are told that he used to be a human, one with a difficult life, if the beloved is unlucky enough to meet him before, then she was doomed to have an almost unhealthy affection for her.

-There is a good chance that his past is very varied; Anything could have happened to him, and it's not until he meets someone to support him through a difficult time that he clings like a limpet.

Extra data:

-Of the entire cult, he is one of the kindest towards his darling in question, however, it was somewhat strange to know that he fell in love with someone.

-He would never forbid his darling to take off his mask; He would allow it at any time, and he would love for his darling to touch his face.

-He sometimes he thinks about his life, and after everything that happened, he only thought about the life he could have had with his darling if he had never joined that cult.

-If his darling fight against him, he doesn't enjoy it, he hates that the love of his life hate him, even if the darling is afraid of him or anything else, he can't support it, and he gives his best to be able to get along with his darling.

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