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yandere-kokeshi · 4 months

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Yandere Headcanons of Kratos

Warnings: yandere behavior, talks about liking the different sex (male), kidnapping, forced affection, and mention of killing (duh).

A/N: yeah, I started writing this, and now it’s posted; I’d love requests from this man! This is written as the current Kratos (2022). Hope you enjoy <3!

@sakuracream, here it is!

He’s insanely protective, and just as possessive in the sense that everybody will know you are taken by his menacingly form standing behind you. He acts like a guard dog, always behind you with his resting face, ensuring that nobody disrespects you. But, he’s also caring in his own way.

It’s a slow burn with him. Kratos isn’t one for simply falling in love with someone, especially with the amount of guilt, shame, and fear he carries each day of his life. He’s lost so many, and doesn’t want to get attached again. Even if he admits it or not, Kratos suffers from abandonment + trust issues. There’s a lack of consistency in his life from as far back as he can remember. So, when first meeting you, it’s harsh.

The meetings of you two are likely between Atreus. You could be a sorcerer they ran into on a late evening, Atreus quickly becoming on good terms with you; begging for you to help him with certain topics, or teaching him things of magick.

You could be a blacksmith, Sindri making you two meet as his rather permanent weapon needs help. Or, in an infrequent case, an enemy turned into a good ally. Either way, opening up for him isn’t easy.

Again, it’s a slow burn. He slowly notices how you make him feel — and it irks him. He doesn’t like feeling fear when he loses sight of you, or when you mumble to yourself, he hates feeling jealousy on not being able to hear what you’re saying. It’s difficult for him to analyze his emotions, and with you being near him most of the time, he’s unsure how to approach you, especially if you’re of the different sex. His heart naturally flutters when you talk, his go-to responses of grunts or silence of listening current. Hands sweat when you nudge his shoulder or accidentally bump into him. To you, he’s a tough nut. But underneath all that, he’s analyzing his emotions better; looking at you with love.

Little by little, it starts with him writing in his journal about you. Descriptions of your characteristics, your likes & dislikes, how you two interact, how close you are to Atreus, and how your habits work; which he describes are quite adorable. This often leads to him stalking you, looking at you when you aren’t paying attention, and reading/and learning your body language like his backhand. It only adds to his adoration towards you, if by chance, you’re a motherly figure to his son.

With this and interacting with him for a long period of time on a daily basis, Kratos, at some point, lowers his guard — especially if Atreus openly says he trusts you.

And just like a snap of fingers, he prioritizes you. Actively looking at you when you aren’t around. Asking the others if he’d seen you; quickly shutting the conversation down if Atreus or Mimir ask what’s with him. Small touches are guaranteed, a hand guiding you on your lower back. Fingers ‘accidentally’ nudging to yours when you’re beside each other. Grabbing you by the waist to help you climb on rocks. Or teaching you factors of hunting that he knows you’ll enjoy doing.

At this point, he’s already attached, far too North. It’s a perfect family, is it not? You aren’t going anywhere without him. He’s fallen for you, quite hard. The rope has snapped, and you’ll be his.

This said, kidnapping is ensured. It’ll start slow at first, Kratos keeping you a bit longer at home so you can get used to it. He often invites you for supper and dinner; making stew, or having deer. He engages with small talk, admiring you and his son. Slowly but surely, he adds things inside the cabin that he knows you’ll like — shelves of books and poems, more blankets, clothes of your liking, and many items of those hobbies of yours. Atreus adds in too, gifting and creating you things with your thoughts in vain.

It is, until, one day, you’re permanently kept into the house. Once you try to leave, your smile goes away as you realize he’s blocking your way to the door — ordering you to sit back down. Depending on your reaction, he’s equally stronger than you are, and already has you sitting down, either with his strength or voice. If he needs to, he will chain you; he’s determined on not losing anybody close to him again.

The mere idea of losing you sends him into a panicked state, to which, he’s forced the option for you to stay here, forever.

Life in Midgard with Kratos is rather isolated — even though he doesn’t mean to. He loves you, and often fears the worst scenarios, which means everywhere you go, even to see an old-friend, he’s there with a possessive grip.

Within the stand of home, Kratos tries to make it cozy, and to your liking; adding things to make sure your ‘stay’ is more comfortable. He adds many blankets to the shared bed as needed to keep you warm, even though he’s a lava himself. Every night, he makes delicious food, and often tells you to retire everything to him as he promises to take care of you.

Affection is hard for him to express — especially with words, so he’s more passionate within his actions. If you two are out in public, he will be touching you one way or another; he has a fear that you’ll leave him, which makes him quite clingy. A hand on your hip, pinky-interlocking-pinky, or if he’s feeling threatened, he puts a hand on your shoulder and pushes you into him. If he’s not directly by your side, rest assured that he will be glaring at anyone who approaches you or even looks at you.

In private, it’s worse. He’s practically glued to your side, and if you’re sitting down, you better believe he’s scooching you closer to his body, and making you sit in/or between his lap.

Despite his ‘distant’ and gruff answers, he pays attention to the littlest things and wants to make you happy. Despite his possessiveness, If you mention missing your homeland, Kratos will wake you up early the next morning, take you to fatherland and let you visit for a short period of time; a large hand wrapped around yours the whole time.

Pass-to-conversation that you need more items for your certain hobby? He’s heading down to the trading posts at the butt-of-dawn, actively looking for what you said, and bringing it home with a grunt of, “Here.”

At some point in the future, he’d love to have a bigger family. The thought of having another kid, possibly a daughter, makes his heart flutter and a small smile widen. Though, if you’re of the different sex/or cannot get pregnant, he’s open to adopting or simply just having you and Atreus.

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steelcladbutterfly · 1 year

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Yandere Apollo: Creep

This was the first halloween request I ended up finishing. It feels a bit finicky at certain points, but I definitely enjoyed writing this one. I feel like the ending could use some work, but I have no idea what else to write for it so I just gave up.

Prompts: Creep, Deserted, Hunted, Forest

Apollo is known for having a number of beings flee from his courting, either turning into a type of plant or dying. Many others go on to become oracles or prophets. In any case, the lesson seems to mostly be not to catch this god’s eye if you are not looking for something with him. Otherwise, it may end badly for you, especially if you can’t get away.

When you first started hanging out with the man who shared three of your courses, despite the rocky beginning, you figured it would simply be to help each other study and maybe have a good drinking buddy. Adam was a smooth talker, enjoyed his daily runs, and never missed a note at the karaoke bar near the college that became a regular location for the two of you to meet at. Spending time with him was fun. It was easy. It was enjoyable.

You had no idea it would end up being the worst decision of your life.

~~~~~

Adam had first shown up on your radar when he burst into your required humanities class twenty minutes late and two weeks into the semester. Music history had been the only course that seemed like you would enjoy it and that would be an easier time than some of the others like philosophy or law.

The class had started more or less the same as it always had; frantically taking notes, recording the examples of songs and tunes that the teacher played, and generally trying to avoid being picked to play an example. But, when the sound of rushing feet, followed by the door slamming open and startling everyone inside, you knew the day would only get weirder, especially when the professor sighed and simply pointed towards the empty seats available.

”I know this is your first day actually being on campus for the classes, Mr Sibley, but I would prefer if you actually showed up on time and didn’t interrupt my lessons. Now take a seat.”

With that, the lesson continued even with everyone focused on the man now walking towards a seat. And, of course, with your luck he chose the one right next to you. There goes easy access to your bag. Banished to the floor like the rest of the class. You idly wondered if you should have taken a drama class instead of music history. But idle thoughts were soon abandoned as the man next to you, who immediately asked you to just call him Adam, began pestering you.

“So, what did I miss in the last twenty minutes? Cause the rest I got from notes from the teacher. I was out of town for a while, you know how it can be, right? Sometimes starting classes can be so stressful, you just want to be somewhere else for a while!”

You give him a deadpan look as he smiled brightly at you, despite having basically just admitted to going on a vacation instead of attending classes. Of course, he would have to be one of those types. You sighed.

“Look, if you hadn’t been late, or didn’t leave town or whatever for the last two weeks, then maybe you would have gotten the notes. I don’t know you at all. What makes you think I would share my notes with you? Try someone else.”

With that, you began ignoring him, even as he stared at you with an open mouth and confusion spread across his features, like he was unused to people ignoring him and refusing to do what he wanted.

But, trying to ignore him didn’t work even when he resorted to pulling out a notebook from the depths of an overstuffed messenger bag he brought in with him.

He kept trying to get your attention, over and over, grating at your nerves. Despite your best efforts to ignore him and get him to leave you alone, even after the class ended he decided to follow you around campus, still bugging you for the notes he missed. By the end of the week, you had found out he shared two more classes with you, somehow always waiting for you outside the ones you didn’t share, and generally being a nuisance in spite of your best attempts to get him to leave you alone.

He kept trying to strike up conversation, following you around campus and distracting you from your classes. The only times you had any peace was when you left campus or were in your apartment. Your roommate remained sympathetic to your plights, nodding and following along with your stories, offering possible actions to get the irritating man to leave you alone.

But nothing worked, and soon you were close to boiling over. Adam kept distracting you, even after you finally gave in and let him copy the few pages of notes he had ended up missing, hoping that that would get him to finally leave you alone. The assignments that you usually finished on campus, soon became stuffed in your pack to finish at home, lectures you usually had no problem listening to and taking notes on soon turned to recordings to listen to at home, and soon, it felt like you were trapped at home to get any time to yourself.

It was driving you mad as he kept poking and prodding, laughing and talking and distracting. Even worse was the fact that everyone else seemed to adore him and you kept getting looks of envy and hatred as he clung to you everywhere you seemed to go, even if he never actually hung out with any of them.

Eventually, even your apartment was invaded.

~~~~~

It started with the apartment next door finally having someone new move in. It had been vacant for a couple months, the previous tenets having gone to the same college as you and graduated. The three had been fun to hang out with when they had still lived there, in the largest apartment in the building, having pooled their money to finally rent it.

But all good things must end, and as such when they left, there hadn’t been anyone who could afford it or were interested in it. Until, of course, the Adam decided to be the next tenet to move in. You had been out for the day, having been in charge of shopping for the week and arrived in the hallway to a mountain of boxes blocking your way in. As you stared, befuddled and slightly exasperated, your roommate popped their head up from the other side of the pile.

“Oh, hey! You’re finally back. We have a new neighbor now. He’s still moving in and is definitely not used to all of this. It’s honestly pretty funny.”

They laughed even as an oddly familiar voice squawked in outrage at that, before suddenly falling silent when you finally sighed and just asked them to clear you a path since your arms were getting tired from the weight. You now regretted giving in to the urge to carry them all up at the same time. By the time a path was actually cleared, you were too focused on your now shaking arms to pay any mind to who the mysterious new neighbor was even as they paused in pushing an overly large box through their door to gape at your quickly moving form.

You exhaled in relief as you put everything on the counter, shaking out your arms and flexing your now bright red fingers. The day had actually helped relax you, as it was one of the few days you didn’t have to be on campus and have Adam bug you.

Until, of course, he decided to do just that by bursting through your door in a way similar to your first meeting and decided to greet you with an unwanted hug. So, being a normal human being, you screeched, stomped on his foot, and elbowed him in the gut, before ripping yourself out of his clutches.

At which point, you got a good look at his face as he squinted at you in what seemed to be genuine confusion. Naturally, having the creep that follows you everywhere and annoys you, now being your next door neighbor, your cheeks heat up in anger as you screamed and stormed off to your room.

~~~~~

Apollo groaned, stuck staring in confusion after (Y/n) as he slowly slumped to the floor as the throbbing in his foot and gut became too much. The one he had been chatting with, and who had been laughing at him as he had tried to move all his items by himself, sauntered into the room with a serious expression on their face.

“What’s your name anyways?”

Apollo leaned back to look at them cautiously.

“It’s Adam. Adam Sibley. Why?”

They groaned and buried their face in their hands for a moment, before staring him down with a frown.

“Look man, you’ve really freaked them out. They feel like you show up everywhere they go on campus and it leaves them stressed out. This was one of the only places they felt calm, so seeing you here? I doubt they’re coming out of their room anytime soon unless you have a really good reason for what you’ve been doing.”

Apollo winced, only now realizing how he had been treating (Y/n). There wasn’t really a good reason for his actions beyond the fact that he found them fascinating, but hanging out with Hermes had taught him enough on how to make up a believable lie; you put enough truth into it to fool even yourself. Besides, if this doesn’t work, there was little reason to keep at it with someone who would just reject him at every turn. He had enough of heartbreak already.

“Well, honestly, I just found them fascinating. They never try to cling to me or follow me around, I don’t have to worry about getting my feelings hurt hanging out with them since I knew what to expect from them. I guess I just wanted to hang out with someone who I know wouldn’t try to get with me or at me for something beyond my control. It was… refreshing to find someone who couldn’t care less about me.”

Apollo looked at them, earnest and slightly scared. It was true, many of his ‘lovers’ fled him simply for who he was, and many others flocked to him only in hopes of getting a blessing without having to continue to work for it. He had grown tired of it all, always stuck as the easygoing one who had terrible luck with lovers, always the butt of the joke. Even his sister messed with him on occasions. It was why he left in the first place and decided on a whim to join this college.

Something new and unknown, he had thought, would be able to help him get over his funk and decide what exactly he wanted to do after that. He hadn’t realized classes had started two weeks before he joined until he had already charmed his way in and messed with the records enough to seem like he had already been there if anyone took a passing glance. But then he had to fall back into bad habits, chasing after the first interesting face he saw, nearly losing what he could still hold on to. He was going to fix it though, have someone to be with rather than be alone for the rest of the year. So, with determination, he continued his sad plea, looking straight at the now suspicious face of (Y/n)’s roommate the entire time, finishing with a desperate plea to at least save face if they didn’t believe his white lie.

“I swear, that was the only reason. I didn’t mean to freak them out, I mean it! I’ll leave them alone if they truly don’t want me around.”

They sighed, briefly looking over his shoulder, down the hallway to where the door had been slammed so many minutes ago, before their shoulders slumped in defeat.

“Honestly, I’m not the one you should be explaining your actions to and even if I was I still don’t trust you. But since you were loud enough to be heard, I guess that doesn’t really matter now. You really do have a bleeding heart to forgive him this easily, (Y/n).”

At that, Apollo looked over his shoulder, before finally standing up and whirling around to see the now embarrassed form of (Y/n) slinking out of their room.

“You really didn’t need to call me out like that, you know. But I guess you are right. Adam, I’ll give you one chance. Prove to me you can actually leave me alone for a week, and maybe, maybe, I’ll actually hang out with you.”

Apollo brightened, witnessing the sincerity of their words in their body language and thankful that all his pleas had finally gained him some ground. So, of course, he agreed. What was one week without them when he could spend the whole rest of the year in interesting company.

~~~~~

You didn’t actually think Adam would go through with his end of the bargain, but he did. He quickly left your apartment and finished setting up next door. Then, he left you alone. You were finally able to get through your work without having to dart off back to your apartment or worry about him prattling in your ear for the entirety of the classes you spent together.

You were feeling good by the end of the week, humming under your breath as you headed home, only to come up short at the sight of Adam pacing back and forth in front of your door and muttering under his breath.

You looked at him in confusion for a while before he finally looked up and spotted you, eyes widening and pace faltering as he grasped for words. It was quite cute actually, as you chuckled, watching his face redden in embarrassment as he stammered out about a week having passed and wondering about your thoughts now.

The time you finally had to yourself let you put your thoughts into order. As much as he had irritated you and followed you around, finding out why he did it actually helped. You still couldn’t really forgive him for what he had done, but you could at least start over with a new, if cautious, mindset and relationship with him.

“There’s a karaoke bar near the campus. They have really good food and drinks, if you wanted to try it out with me and my roommate? We usually go together, but I’m sure they won’t mind a third person.”

Adam swiftly agreed and soon the three of you were heading over to the bar, even if your roommate was still suspicious of Adam. It was rather fun with a third person, especially since your roommate always got drunk and insisted on duets. You laughed at the contrast between their off tune drunk singing and Adam’s perfectly pitched tunes, especially as they clung to him to stay standing.

That ended up leading to a long lasting tradition between the three of you, heading out to sing and eat and drink at the bar before ambling back home for the night. Adam relaxed and stopped bothering you as much, even if you now felt like he was still following you even when you knew he wasn’t.

You figured it was just leftover from when he was still following you like a creep. But, your roommate was more concerned, always protective of you even when you insisted you were fine.

Adam had redeemed himself in your eyes, but your roommate always kept an eye on him just in case, even if the help they gave ended up coming too late for you.

~~~~~

Near the end of the second semester, sharing only a single class with Adam now, you learned that he was leaving at the end of it.

“Good riddance, if you ask me, you always were weird to me! Though I guess that means (Y/n) and I will have to have fun doing karaoke by ourselves again.”

Your roommate laughed, grin firmly in place, confident in the way only alcohol can make them. You shook your head, smiling slightly. You had been friends with them even before you moved in together, so it explained their protectiveness, but it had been nearly a full year now and they still didn’t fully trust Adam.

The only time they seemed remotely comfortable around him was before you had arrived with the groceries the day he moved in and while drunk. They said it was something about his demeanor around you that worried them. You tried not to pay it any mind even if the feeling of being watched hadn’t gone away.

You chuckled as they got up to sing the new song starting, now noticing the frown fixed firmly on Adam’s face.

“What’s wrong? I thought you enjoyed these sessions? Is it all the accusations, because I’m fairly certain they don’t mean most of it.”

Adam looked up, only now seeming to notice you, focusing intently on you with an unreadable expression.

“I just didn’t think about the fact that you would be staying here. I’m so used to your presence now.”

You chuckled nervously, eyes darting around the room, before focusing back on Adam.

“Well, it’s not like I can go with you or anything. I do have a life here after all.”

Adam turned pensive, seeming to focus on what you were saying before his expression changed to determination.

“That doesn’t have to be true though, right?”

“…What exactly do you mean, Adam?”

“Well, can’t you come with me? You have a life here, but surely you can form a life anywhere?”

You tried to laugh it off, but his unchanging expression sent a sudden shiver of dread down your spine. The song was starting to wind down, so you knew the best thing was to sort this out before beating a hasty exit.

“Adam, I can’t just start a new life out of the blue! This is my life, and I chose to be here. Just because you’re leaving doesn’t mean we’re suddenly going to lose touch, right? We could text, or call, arrange meetings, or something.”

“It’s not the same! It won’t be the same if you’re not with me, where I can see you and touch you! Make sure that you’re actually here with me!”

You gulped, the song having faded out, leaving you with a heaving Adam standing over you, staring at you with a darkly desperate look in his eyes. You were frozen, scared, and concerned, not sure what move to make before your roommate announced their presence by shoving him out of the way and pulling you towards the door.

“Yeah, alright! I think that’s enough. You need to figure that whole thing out by yourself dude! Leave (Y/n) alone!”

You looked over your shoulder at Adam, standing in the middle of the room, eyes glued to your retreating form, but making no move to follow you. Despite that, his eyes seemed to pin you in place, even long after you left the weight of them behind.

Your roommate found the whole incident concerning enough to ensure you no longer ran into Adam unless you had to, rambling on about their gut feeling being right and wondering where he even came from to begin with. The only times you really saw him now was in the single class you two shared, but he never made a move to do anything until the final day.

As you packed up, a sudden shadow caused you to look up, meeting the scarily determined eyes of Adam. You blinked, unsure what to do before he handed you a single piece of paper.

“I know you probably don’t want anything to do with me, but I can at least explain to you why I did it. I doubt your roommate will let me explain myself around them, so, please, tomorrow evening, around 9, just show up here and I promise I’ll tell you everything.”

With that, he left, walking out the door without a backwards glance. He had already moved out of the apartment two days ago, so you knew if you didn’t show up tomorrow, this would be the last time you saw him. Unfolding the paper and looking up the location, you found out that the place he wanted to meet at was a diner right on the edge of town, close to the forest. It was busy in the mornings; open only for breakfast and lunch, so meeting there in the evening would leave the place deserted.

You know you shouldn’t go, you shouldn’t even be thinking about it, should just throw the paper away and tell your roommate, forget about Adam and the eyes that you always feel on you and the strange sense of caution even in the most crowded of places whenever you were with him. But he was fun to hang around, sweet when he wanted to be, always considered your needs after the rocky first few weeks. You liked Adam.

So, despite every instinct screaming at you not to, you still decided to go, slipping out and into the street, catching a bus to the closest stop, and shivering at the cool evening breeze as you walked ever closer to your last meeting with Adam.

~~~~~

Walking down the sidewalk, you finally found the small parking lot for the diner. A shout alerted you farther in, looking up to see Adam waving at you from the other side of the lot, close to the tree line. You looked around, but didn’t find anything really out of place other than the fact that it was completely deserted, just like you thought.

Cautiously walking over, you found Adam smiling happily, waving you closer than you cared to go. The smile faded slightly, but he still moved forward, slowing only when you seemed ready to bolt off, instead deciding to slowly circle around you until he was facing the forest.

“I’m so glad you decided to come. And, like I said, I did tell you I’d explain everything.”

“Yes, well honestly I only really came because I felt like you leaving without a proper goodbye isn’t the right thing to do.”

Adam stared at you for a moment before chuckling. You felt a sudden buzzing in your pocket, but focused on Adam for the moment.

“Of course you would say something like that. Oh (Y/n), a proper goodbye will be unneeded! You’ll be coming home with me after all, to the peaks of Mount Olympus!”

He smiled brightly at you as if he hadn’t just confessed to plans to kidnap you to a mountain and national park in Greece. You blinked before awkwardly laughing while looking for the best place to bolt to.

“You must be joking right? Olympus is a mountain, not a home, the only place it’s a home is in myths! You would live closer to the foot if you live in Greece at all! Where are you from anyways? You did show up more or less without warning anyways….”

You trailed off, finally pulling out your phone to see your roommate’s name over a deluge of texts. Before Adam pulled your attention back to him.

“Darling, I just told you. The very peaks of Mount Olympus. At least that’s where it inevitably ends up. Nobody but the gods and those they let in can reach it though. But I’m sure you’ll love it there with me. We can spend all our days and nights together, nobody to get between us anymore, just us. But, you still don’t believe me fully do you? Why don’t you answer your phone? I’m sure that will help clear a few things up before we depart.”

Just then, your phone rang. You looked at Adam, who only smiled, gesturing for you to answer the phone. Slowly, you answered the call, holding the phone to your ear as the frantic voice of your roommate filled your ears.

“(Y/n)! Thank goodness you answered! You need to get back here soon, there is so much about Adam that makes no sense. He wasn’t on vacation or whatever two weeks into the semester! He doesn’t even seem to exist before that! I know this was his last semester, so I decided to dig a little deeper into his records. I know it’s illegal or whatever, but I’m serious here! There is literally no record about him before his name suddenly appeared on the roster two weeks in! I talked to all the teachers you guys shared and they seemed to be messed with, saying they had no knowledge of anyone with his name or face ever being in their classes! In fact, they said they didn’t remember you either. Everyone seems to have forgotten both you and Adam. And then when I went back to the records the two of you were just gone from it! Like magic! Seriously (Y/n), you need to get back here, he could be after you right now!”

You inhaled shakily, staring at Adam across from you. His smile had turned into a smirk and you knew, despite it not being on speaker mode, he had heard everything they just said. You tried to answer, but no words came out. Your roommate started shouting the longer your silence went on before Adam was suddenly right in front of you, pulling the phone from your grasp and speaking.

“Oh, don’t worry so much. They will be much happier with me in their life. I’ll take good care of them and you can just go ahead and let the magic take you too. You’ll be able to continue your stupid little life without precious, darling (Y/n) even a faint memory in the back of your mind. And even if you do remember them, there is no way you will ever take them from me. Now, goodbye forever.”

With that, he hung up and crushed the phone in a suddenly powerful hand. You flinched back, but that just drew his attention back solely to you. He smiled at you, taking in your quivering form.

“Do you believe me now?”

Knowing your roommate would never lie to you, you were forced to believe him.

“Who even are you?”

“I’m yours beloved. And you are mine. But, you can call me Apollo if that would suit your needs.”

You gulped, backing up further as his form began to shift, no longer in casual wear, but instead he had on a chiton with a dark cloak flung over it, glowing faintly. Your eyes were drawn to the dangerous looking bow and quiver now slung over his shoulder where his messenger bag strap would normally lie. There was no denying it now, Adam was dangerous, and you had no idea how you were going to get out of this as he drew ever closer before holding out a hand to you.

“Oh (Y/n). Your roommate was right. You really do have a bleeding heart. That’s why I knew you would come, why I knew I could finally have you come with me. No one to stop me now, especially since they have all already forgotten you, it’s best you just come with me.”

Fear began to overtake you, your blood rushing through your ears as you looked at the hand Adam- no, Apollo- held out to you. You continued to back up, cursing yourself for letting him turn you around, the forest was now the only option to feasibly get away from the crazed god before you. So, as you fled, you had no time to notice the sudden glee that appeared in Apollo’s eyes. But you definitely heard it in his voice as you bounded away.

“You’re no nymph (Y/n), and you certainly don’t have the favor of any other god but me! You can’t get away from me by turning into a plant or evading me! My sister may be the goddess of the hunt, but I’ll have no problem tracking down a precious little mortal like you in these woods. So run as fast as you like, I’ll catch up to you soon!”

You tried to ignore him, even as you stumbled over roots as tears began to blur your vision, but you knew the hunt was on as an arrow pierced a tree close by, right near ankle level.

~~~~~

Apollo followed at a leisurely pace, ready and waiting for the perfect opportunity. There was little hope of them getting away, so he knew he could take his time. They may even give up before he has to shoot them.

However, he did send off a warning shot, aiming for a tree close to their heels, as a warning. (Y/n) will give in one way or another, it was just a matter of time and patience.

However, the farther they ran, the more they tripped and scraped themselves trying to get away. They were hurting themselves trying to get away and if they weren’t careful, he’d end up with another lover dead in his arms. Apollo had gone through too much to lose another. He refused to lose (Y/n) not even to their own actions. He would keep them safe and with him, even if it meant hurting them himself to get them there.

Apollo pulled back the bowstring and let an arrow fly straight and true at (Y/n)’s retreating form.

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You screamed at the sudden pain piercing your leg, finding yourself falling before flipping onto your back as you quickly discovered an arrow piercing your calf, already beginning to leave two bloody smears running down to your ankle. You whimpered, heart pounding in your ears and fear and stress taking over as you heard the light footsteps of someone who could only be the crazed Apollo bounding ever closer to you.

You flipped yourself over again, crying out at the pain as you tried to desperately crawl away from the threat, animal instincts taking over despite the fruitless endeavor as Apollo was on you almost immediately.

As he hefted your form into his arms, whispering assurances as if it would help with the arrow sticking straight through your calf, you began to focus on the dark spots beginning to dot your vision. He caressed your quickly weakening form, promises and reassurances spilling from his lips about how much you would enjoy your new home, with him helping to put this whole incident out of your mind, healing you and providing all the care you could ever want or need.

Apollo clutched you to him like you would vanish if he loosened his grip even slightly, muttering under his breath as he peppered kisses over your now limp face, beginning the trek further into the woods and farther from any possible salvation that could help you. Apollo was all you needed now, and he was all you would ever need again. He had had enough heartbreak after all, he wasn’t going to let you slip from his grasp like all the others had.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere god #yandere apollo #yandere mythology #yandere god x reader #Yandere apollo x reader

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colddelusionsheep · 1 year

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Hello! Might i ask for yandere eli with the unyielding devotion outfit with a reader who is a god of deceit?

Of course you can!

Warning for this writing: the is mentions of getting blinded and killing someone.

Worship

Yandere Eli x Fem Reader

To worship her is the greatest gift one could ever hold. To fly besides her is more then I could ever ask for. To hear her say that she loves me is greater then the air I breathe.

Every word she uttered, I gave myself to it completely. Each word of affection was believed and kept. To me, she would never lie.

One thing I didn't understand was that it was in her nature to lie. She was the goddess of deceit. Yet, I foolishly believed her.

And after she was done with me. She threw me away. She found my worship unsatisfactory. I gave her everything, but she wanted nothing of mine. My goddess, my love, my freedom pushed me away.

So I found a new god, one that would accept me, but he was a cruel god. He didn't like how I flew besides him. Blinding me was justice he said. Bounding my wings was how it was supposed to be he said. He said I would never be his equal.

Yet, here I am. Siting on his golden throne, with his head at my feet. He was right about one thing, I could never be his equal. I would always fly above him. And this time, she will worship me.

I will not stand for her lies. If I need to, I will change her nature.

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Thank you so much for sending in my first ask! I hope I did a good job. I am really happy with it. I might even make a part 2 sometime.

#yandere #yandere writing #yandere x reader #yandere idea #yandere story #yandere headcannons #yandere identity v #identity v #yandere seer #yandere eil clark #yandere eil #yandere survivor #yandere god x reader #yandere god #goddess reader #yandere god x goddess reader #yandere concept

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latimeria-fell-from-heaven · 3 months

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Okay look, I know people are gonna characterize Aventurine as the kind of yandere that manipulates everything behind the scenes and is always coming up with ways to try and make his darling unable to rely on anyone but him. But honestly? I can see him as the desperate needy type who needs to have your attention on him, he NEEDS to be the only man you'll ever want and look at, and GOD, he just desperately needs you to own him in his entirety.

He'll do anything to keep your attention on him and make sure that you at least will keep him around long enough for him to enact his plans of keeping you by his side. You want a dog who does whatever you say and will crawl on hands and knees for your amusement? You want a pretty little toy that you can break over and over? You want him to take the lead and make you unable to think or walk anymore? He'll do it, he'll do whatever you want, he'll do anything to keep your attention on him until he can make you his.

#lati thirsts #tw yandere #honkai star rail x reader #yandere honkai star rail #yandere aventurine #aventurine x reader #GOD i just need to write about a needy and clingy yandere that is willing to be your toy just to keep your attention on them #like yeah aventurine could be manipulative and greedy but have you considered him to be INSANELY clingy and needy?#edit: omfg stop liking this I wrote this in the middle of my botany lab pls

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yandere4lyfe · 5 months

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Imagine a water Greek God obsessed with you, a mere mortal. He tries everything he can to woo you, but you refuse him everytime.

It doesn't deter him though. He will have you.

His pursuit of you becomes more aggressive. You start to feel helpless, afraid, powerless. Your family gathers around you, assuring you that no harm will come to you.

"Continue as you always have," they said, but an overwhelming feeling of dread started to flow throughout your body. You could feel that the fate of your life has been decided and ultimately, you will be in the hands of that god.

One day, you walk out to the sea and you come face to face with the God who keeps trying to court you. His face was devoid of any emotion and he towered above you.

"Come to me," he said, his hand outstretched towards you for you to take. It seemed inviting and tempting.

But that same sickening feeling came over you again. You refused him, just like before.

Suddenly, the air around you changed. It became heavy and the winds whipped around you angrily. The once clear, blue sky turned dark as the clouds swirled in together as they blocked out the sun. And the waves rushed back to the sea, leaving the sandy beaches bare.

Fear began to nag at you and you looked back at the god, whose expression has changed to one of anger.

"Come to me," he said again. This time he demanded it, his voice taking on a possessive, furious tone. "Join me as my wife, mortal. I will no longer take no for an answer."

Your breathing became heavy and your body trembled. You couldn't move you legs and your lips quivering as you tried to stutter out, "But why me!? I do not want to leave my family nor my village!"

His eyes flashed with anger and waves came crashing back, violently, against the shore. His voice boomed, almost roaring, as he spoke to you.

"It matters not! The fates have decided that you shall be mine! I have been courteous enough. Come to me or I shall flood your village. In the end, I will get what I want, my wife...

You have but one choice."

Your eyes began to sting and tears ran down your cheeks. You were truly powerless.

There was nothing you could do. You were just a human and he was a God.

He held out his hand once more.

"You will make the right choice, or will you not?," his voice went back to being void of any emotions once more. With your tears still falling, you made your choice and took his hand.

He smiled down at you. A cold, terrible, obsessive smile that didn't reach his calculating eyes.

"Good choice. My wife."

Ketos had finally found his bride...

#yandere #yandere x reader #male yandere #obsessive yandere #x reader #yanderecore #yandere! greek god x mortal! darling #yandere x you #yancore

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yandere-writer-momo · 4 months

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Yandere Headcanon: Worship

Yandere Forgotten God (tentacle monster) x GN Reader

TW: Tentacles, teratophillia, gore, dubcon, and yandere themes

He was an ancient chaos god, one that was once revered amongst humans a millennium ago. But over time he had been forgotten when his fishing village had become a city. Now he was nothing more than a tall tale. A god with no name. He no longer had a humanoid form but was now a blob of black tentacles. It was shameful how far he had fallen from grace from his own pride. He should have made sure he was never forgotten.

The god shouldn’t have been so cocky to believe that monk couldn’t seal him away but alas, this was the punishment he deserved for his insatiable greed.

So when you arrive to his shrine and accidentally break the millennium old ward, he’s shocked. Have his own prayers finally been answered? Has someone come to free him from this lonely existence?

“I’ve heard there was once a god of chaos here so I have come to pray to you… please hear my plea.” You then bowed down in respect to the shrine and cried a bit. “I do not wish to be married off to some senile, corrupt man. Please god, if you hear me, save me.” You cried before him. You wanted to be saved before married you off to some old nobleman. You shared your woes of how this man made your city nearly inhabitable with his high taxes and of his salacious behavior. How could he not be swayed? He felt obligated to help you.

And so the god did what he did best, he wreaked havoc. He used his supernatural abilities to cause a landslide onto that nobleman’s home, killing him instantly. Now you no longer had to worry about being a stupid old man’s property. You could continue on with your life worshipping him! Your god!

You visited his shrine daily and left him small offerings. Ones that he would have rejected in the past but was positively thrilled to have now. The god began to love you. How could he not be drawn to your genuine gratitude? He couldn’t remember the last time someone had been this thrilled with him… it must’ve been over a thousand years ago now? He didn’t know…

What he loved most about you was your smile. It warmed his heart and he adored it. You were his world and he wanted to be more humanoid for you…

When your visits became less frequent, he used that time away from you to try to shape his body once more. He wanted to be with you. To hold you. To touch you, but he couldn’t do that as a shapeless blob of tentacles… but he could if he was more humanoid.

And so here he was with a mostly humanoid body with functioning male reproductive organs… save for the tentacles that remained attached to his back. His face was picturesque but his extra limbs weren’t… it didn’t matter. He would do so much for you, more than any human man. You didn’t entirely have a choice.

The god diligently worked on his shrine to make it more inhabitable for you as well. He needed it to be perfect so the two of you could be here for all eternity together. Him and his savior! His beloved devotee!

When you returned to his shrine after a week of not seeing him with bruises on your face, he was livid. Who had harmed you? Why would they hurt you? Hurt his destined spouse? How dare they… how dare they.

You shared your woes and prayed for salvation once more, this time from your family. They believed you to now be bad luck due to the nobleman’s sudden death and began to verbally and physically abuse you. You looked so miserable… just like him. His poor, precious worshipper didn’t deserve such treatment. No. They deserved to be worshipped.

The god now had enough power to leave his shrine due to your generous offerings. Your worship gave him the power to become a great chaos god once more.

And the god once more inflicted his wrath upon your enemies. This time he tore them apart limb from limb, starting from their mouths to their hands and eventually to their feet. He wished to start out by ripping out the tongues that spat venomous words at you. To break every bone in their hands and feet for the pain they inflicted on you. For every sin committed against you, he would inflict it back tenfold.

This is the first time you were able to see his true form as well… you were so silent the entire time of his massacre of your family. Was he so gorgeous that you were speechless? How cute his darling was!

You began to sob when he held your face between his blood coated palms. The smell of iron was too much for you that you began to retch but he was oblivious that he was the reason of your disgust and fear. Those damn humans must be too much for you to be around… perhaps he should whisk his spouse away?

So he did just that. His arms and tentacles tightly wrapped around you as he whisked you off to your new home together. The revamped shrine. He hoped you’d love it since he worked so hard on making it habitable for the two of you!

You struggle in his grip but he doesn’t relent. You must be shy… how cute!

You try to push the tentacles from you, but they merely wrap around your form to gently massage you. He needed to calm you before you hurt yourself… it was okay!

“Be not afraid, my dear.” His voice made you jump in surprise but he chuckled. “I’m not going to hurt you… you’re my beloved after all. My savior.”

“You’re the god of this shrine…” you whispered softly, which made the god eagerly nod. “You’re Xeros.”

Yes! That was his name! The one he had forgotten over the years. You were so sweet to remember his name…

You don’t even have time to protest before his tentacles wrap around your body in an enticing manner. The extra appendages slip into the waist band of your pants and tease your tight hole. You whine at the sudden touch but more tentacles wrap around your arms and legs to keep you in place

“Your offerings were wonderful but I need a better offering since I eliminated your problem…” Xeros smiled down at you with his hauntingly beautiful face. “I demand you as my offering. You will be my eternal spouse.”

“But I’m just a human- ack!” You gagged on the tentacle that was suddenly shoved into your mouth. Your eyes welled up with tears as the god beamed at you.

“It doesn’t matter to me what species you are. I’m a god. I will always get what I want.” Your back arched when one of his slimy tentacles finally breeched the tight ring of muscles and wriggled inside of you. You moaned loudly at the overwhelming sensation of pleasure that overcame you.

“See? Why would you resist such pleasure?” Xeros leaned to whisper, his hot breath tickled the shell of your ear, “I’m far better than any mortal lover. Don’t you think so?”

Your mind is too cloudy to form a coherent reply, your eyes rolled back in you head as his black tendrils ravish you. The tentacle in your mouth soon replaced with his tongue.

This was the way you should always be. You deserved every orifice of your body to be stuffed to the brim with him. To cry and whine in pleasure that ascends human comprehension. To be his spouse and to lay his eggs.

You deserved to be worshipped as his deity

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heartfullofleeches · 4 months

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Loser Reader gets kidnapped by a cult believing they would make for the ideal virgin sacrifice as the cultists conclude from their master's visions, but spoiler alert the dead god just wants to show the cultists the human it had mated itself too and has spent many nights with in their eternal slumber. Reader's not a virgin if they're having sex with an all powerful deity in their sleep - right? Yan God concretes their status as impure by possessing the cult leader and making love to their bethroned before their flesh is sacrificed. Reader is confused as hell through this whole ordeal and all the wild dreams they've been having - but they get laid in the end and don't end up with their heart on a stick so everyone wins in the end... Except the cultists who may have been a little too rough with reader in transport

#yandere #yandere imagines #yandere scenarios #yandere headcanons #yandere insert #yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere blurb #yandere god #loser reader

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lady-ashfade · 4 months

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Our comfort

Platonic!Yan!Camp Half-Blood x Comfort!Goddess!Reader. (Percy, Annabeth, Grover)

—£ Yes I know I haven’t finish the book but I actually couldn’t wait anymore. So, this is me with little knowledge so bare that in mind.

—£ Warnings: Book/show spoilers, Yandere! Behavior, Being bound to a place, Possessive behavior, Obsessive behavior, Manipulation, Characters fighting for the reader’s attention. Short.

You weren’t a known for too long goddess, much younger then rest of the gods. A teenager like age compared to them. It was strange to have more powerful gods look to you for comfort but you love it. As you are the goddess of comfort.

But, as the other gods started to have many demigods you saw how miserable they could get. You hated the fact they didn’t care for their children so you decided to stay at the camp for half-bloods when the time came.

The campers cling to you. You bring a comfort they never quite felt before. It was like a warm hug, like the ones they wanted from their parents.

You couldn’t leave, and at the beginning you were glad to accept that fate.

Almost always you are found surrounded by demigods and they just relax in your comfort. You are the one they go to with every worry in their mind.

Being close to Aphrodite, her seeing you as a sister and a younger child. Stories of your love for one another are still told today, as she gave ideas to the mortals of how great your relationship was. But in reality there wasn’t much to tell.

So her children have a mentality that they are your favorite and because of their mother, they have some sort of claim to you above the others. But that never works because you love the children equally.

The demigods have less nightmares with you around and watching over them.

Ares children fight often for your affection. They will constantly get into fights with others to show they deserve more time with you. Which you always scold them but it never sticks. They kiss their weapons each time to you, like a sign of good luck. Aries children are one of the worsts ones because they get aggressive at times, even with you. But the golds make them stop by punishing them, mostly their father.

Hermes children are hard to explain really. They aren’t aggressive, but they are mischievous. They take their revenge of stealing things from the other campers, pulling pranks. Or trapping some of them up and go straight to you before they can get there. Luke for instance, is always looking around for you and talking about his day. He’s either laying down next to you, or making you watch him train.

Many games of all houses take place just for you.

AnnaBeth, is constantly by your side when she has free time. She scares off people with a glare behind your back, knowing that she could put plan them. She also trains and makes you watcher her and needs your praise. Maybe, somehow you are her older sister. But, sometimes she just chills by your side not saying anything, she’s like a lost duck at times.

Grover however is actually a lost duck. You comfort him when his past missions fail and he loses kids. You are so nice to him and makes him feel special and brave. When he has to leave he keeps a coin in his pocket with your face on it and prays a lot. He’s not possessive much. He’s willing to take what he can get and is just happy to be there. But maybe if someone comes in when he’s “crying” and having you fuss over him then he’ll be a bit mad but never does anything about it.

When a new camper arrives you devote your time to them because they need it a little more. They come into a world they know nothing of, waiting for the parent they hardly know to claim them. You claim them like your own until the time comes.

So when Percy comes you feel something off with him, like he is special and in need of a lot. He lost his mom, taken from the world he knew.

Percy becomes the most possessive out of all of them.

He feels out of place but you are always there to listen to him. It doesn’t help that you follow him to make sure he’s okay. At the beginning you’re both following each other around.

“It’s okay, Percy.” You brush his hair lightly like his mother used to do. “You’ll get claim, and you’ll have glory.” And he doesn’t care if you say that to everyone because you make him feel special.

Also, you protect the new bloods. So you’ll show up when he gets bullied and just raise one brow and they all back off. Can’t risk making you mad at them.

When Percy gets claimed he’s all alone again, no friends and the campers looking at him funny. Being one of the top threes son isn’t fun or easy. He shares a cabin all to himself.

So he starts to be the worst of them all. Raising his voice when you try and leave him and he manipulates you to stay with him. Can’t you see how alone he is?

He can’t sleep unless he knows your watching over him.

You pick no sides of the war. Your family will figure it out themselves, while you take care of their children.

#disney plus percy jackson #plantonic percy jackson x reader #percy jackson and the olympians x reader #yandere percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #platonic #yandere #grover underwood x reader #yandere annabeth chase #annabeth chase x reader #annabeth chase #grover underwood #yandere Grover underwood #yandere greek gods #yandere annabeth chase x reader #I stand peter Johnson

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yandere-daydreams · 2 months

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Title: Illuminated.

Pairing: Yandere!Apollo x Reader (Greek Mythology).

Word Count: 1.0k.

TW: Stalking, Unbalanced Power Dynamics, No Specified Gender For The Reader But They Are A Hunter Of Artemis, and Implied Kidnapping.

[Commissioned Piece. Donate To Palestinians In Gaza Here.]

“You, my love, are the poet’s demise.”

You stiffened at the sound of his melodic voice, shrinking into yourself before thinking better of taking on such a mouse-like posture and straightening. Still, you failed to stop yourself from crossing your arms over your chest, pulling your knees up and hoping beyond hope that the silvery water would be enough to hide your form from his unfaltering stare. You thought it’d be safer to bathe at night, apart from your sisters, when the softened moonlight protected you from his burning gaze, but you’d been naïve to think that any hour could be late enough to spare you haven. During the day, you lived under the burning gaze of his blazing chariot, busied yourself with shooting down hawks and ravens carrying gifts in their beaks, and at night, he had no burdens to keep him from closing the distance between you using less... ancillary methods.

“I’m afraid you must be mistaken, my lord.” You forced yourself to laugh, glancing over your shoulder. Sure enough, Apollo stood on the river’s opposing bank, his tanned skin nearly radiant in the darkness. If the sight of him hadn’t brought you such dread, you might’ve thought him beautiful. “As of late, my aim’s been so poor that I can hardly call myself a stag’s demise, let alone a man’s.”

You were quick to look away from him, but you could still hear his gentle hum, picture the way his lips would lilt upward as he shook his head. “I’m afraid it’s deathly true,” he went on, taking a step forward. The water rushed to part as he stepped where it had once been, and in turn, you scrambled for the robes you’d left on the shore, barely managing to pull the ashen cloth around yourself before Apollo came to stand in front of you, his light quickly doing away with what little protection the shadows offered. It was only after you were haphazardly dressed that you considered it might be considered an affront to hide any part of yourself from divinity, but the worry was quickly forgotten. It was only natural to want to create yet another barrier between you and him. Even insects knew to run from their betters. “For even the most talented bard would struggle beyond words to describe your beauty. They could be chained to their desk for an eternity, study under the Muses’ own tutelage, and still be unable to write a single line.”

He held out a hand to you, but you pretended not to realize he meant for you to take it. “You’re far too kind. If you have a message for Lady Artemis, there’s no need to bribe me with such—”

“My love,” he cut in, his smile unwavering. “If I had any desire to speak to my sister, your help would not be necessary.”

“A prophecy concerning our next hunt, then? If there’s something we mustn’t do, I ought to get the Huntmaster, she’ll—”

“My love.” You felt your throat tighten, your mouth go dry. “Although your voice is sweeter than honey and lovelier than birdsong, I’ll admit – I do find myself rather irritated when it’s used to employ such thinly veiled excuses. Any more, and I might think it better to encase your tongue in gold. At least, then, I might have something charming to admire while you lie to me.” His fingers grazed over your jaw as he moved to cup your cheek. It was not a gesture you had the luxury of ignoring. “You know why I have come here.”

Oh, how you wished you’d gone with your sisters.

“I… I can’t, my lord.” Unlike his, your voice was perfectly capable of trembling, of shaking, of plummeting into the sort of jarring, unsteady downward inflections that would’ve been the death of any proper storyteller. “My vows are to Lady Artemis, and—” It was your turn to smile, now, to lilt your head to the side apologetically. “—she’d never forgive me if I broke them. Especially with you.”

For the first time, his good humor seemed to ebb, giving way to not anger, but a melancholy sort of disappointment. “I suppose you’re right,” he relented, his golden glow dimming ever so slightly. Suddenly, it did not hurt quite so unbearably to look at him. “It’s a terrible thing. Me and my sister never did learn to share.”

Relief nearly managed to overshadow your revulsion. “I really am sorry. My desire is not to insult you, but—”

This time, when he interrupted you, it was not with a teasing remark, a nectar-dipped pet name, the vague implication of an affection he expected you to return. Rather, there was a sudden brightness in his golden eyes, a sharpened point to his smile, and then, his lips were pressed into yours. The kiss was shallow, but lingering, and when you tried to draw back, the hand on your cheek kept you firmly in place – his hold not crushing, but steadfast, resolute. His unoccupied arm wrapped around your waist, his hand finding its place at the small of your back as he sapped the last of the breath from your lungs. It was only when your palms pressed into his chest, your blunt nails burrowing into his bare skin in a silent plea for air, that he pulled back. Panting and flushed, you made a desperate effort to pull away, to escape back to your encampment, back to your sisters, back to your goddess, but he only cooed, his bowstring calloused fingertips fanning over your cheek.

“Such a terrible thing,” he muttered, and you considered, briefly, that you might’ve been the first mortal to realize just how wretched his voice truly was.

“How fortunate it is, then, that you’ve caught the attention of such a selfish admirer.”

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere x you #yandere imagines #yandere greek gods #yandere greek mythology #yandere apollo #apollo x reader #yanderecore #yancore

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tiyoin · 3 months

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what if alastor’s darling went to heaven 😧

cw: heavy manipulation, heavy gaslight, alastor being alastor (whom is a shit stirrer,) poor charlie is getting caught up in alastor's schemes again

he’s yandere (platonic or romantic, up to you idc, but I hc him as ace) ofc he’s gonna want you by his side for all of eternity!

maybe that’s why he wants to involve himself with the hotel. so he can get close enough to heaven, just so he can tear your wings off and drag you down to hell with him.

of course he tells charlie about you once she gets the go ahead for the meeting. he asks her to give you this letter if she has the chance.

vaggie strongly opposes this once she see’s husk’s reactions to the mentioning of you. husk, the brute stand-offish bar tender stilled. the bar counter he was busy wiping down left forgotten as his head snapped to alastor’s.

yet his eyes met vaggie’s

“don’t let her get that letter. don’t let alastor near her”

she got the message loud and clear.

about to take the letter from alastor, he flicked his fingers away as his head snapped to hers. her eyes widened.

charlie was too busy gushing about ‘alastor long lost ‘lover’’ that she didn’t notice the hotel’s atmosphere change. the sudden dip in temperature, and the distant sounds of horses.

his eyes stopped boring into hers and snapped to husk, who started cleaning with stupor.

“miss vaggie..” charlie had stopped her bit and joined back to the conversation. off handedly noting how cold it was as alastor handed her the letter.

“i do appreciate your eagerness” his eyes squinted “in delivering this letter, but charlie here” he pats charlie’s head “is the only one i trust to do the job.” he smirked. fully aware of the silent conversation the two employees had.

vaggie gulped, backing away with her hands in faux surrender as charlie once again told him that she wouldn’t let him down!

vaggie didn’t have a good feeling about this. you two were separated for a reason.

he was in hell for a reason

plus it was illegal for believers and sinners to have any kind of contact, as that would violate heaven..

vaggie knew she shouldn’t talk. let alone question alastor. but he was planning on committing a carinal sin.

clipping an angels wings and watching them fall was the worst sin of all.

vaggie couldn’t wrap her head around it. did he really love you? or was he bored and wanted to take being an ‘overlord’ to the next level. to do one thing a sinner, let alone a citizen of hell could ever do.

cause a fallen angel.

“shouldn’t you let her be? you could get her- us into serious trouble by giving her that letter. who knows what might happen. we could get punished and she could”

“fall?“ he finished for her, eyebrow quirked with that same cocky grin on his face.

“what better way to help our group of sinners than to have an angel to lead us to salvation!” his grin widened, yet she never once met his piercing eyes. he squeezed his fist to show emphasis; determination, if you would.

“my y/n is nothing but a saint who devoted themselves to helping people in their life. she was even kind to give dear ol’ me special attention-“

“gross” vaggie cut in, alastor eyes snapped to her for the briefest moment, his facade cracking the tiniest bit before he continued; “this establishment is certainly in need of their expertise if we want the hotel to successfully reform sinners!”

charlie’s smile faltered, “but… she’d be kicked out of heaven…”

forever

that word rang through everyone’s minds. like how lucifer gave the apple to eve, alastor snaked around charlie.

“it’s a necessary evil, is it not?” he questioned, one by one his claws fanned onto her shoulders, his head next to hers as he whispered: “think about all the people we could help, they could help. they should know better than anyone how people in heaven are, what they act like, how they get there-“ he leered at vaggie

“from their own personal experience of course! and it’s so cold and lonely at night without my precious” he sniffles, grabbing a handkerchief from one of sir penticols egg boi’s.

“but we want people to get into heaven… not kicked out” she trails off, suddenly thinking about her father.

alastor rubbed her shoulders before sighing. he detached himself from charlie as stopped in front of her, next to vaggie.

“very well then” he extends his hand mournfully to charlie, eyes locked into hers.

“then there’s no point in having you deliver my love letter anyway” charlie looks at his hand, then his face, before looking at the slightly crumpled letter.

“please, charlie, don’t make this harder for me” alastor continues, empathizing his hand.

charlie looks at vaggie, then to the letter, then to the door and finally at alastor.

“…i’ll think about it” she mutters quietly, tucking the letter into her jacket as alastor’s sad demeanor changes like a mask falling off.

“wonderful!” he grabs charlie and vaggie by the shoulders and starts hearding them towards the portal. yapping their ears off about how they’ll do amazing, and that heaven ‘won’t know what to do once they see you both.’

but vaggie continued to look back, husk’s slightly turned up face didn’t betray the emotion on it. one she never thought she’d see on him.

pity.

charlie left first, tugging vaggie in as she met alastor’s twinkling eyes, and shit eating grin as he waved.

alastor had won, and vaggie knows he’s going to get ready to celebrate his spoils.

i edited it and added some more… things 🤭

#tiyoin 🔎#I posted this on my other acc but I think im shadow banned on it el oh el #im so not normal about alastor #god I love him #going forward these are all ace! alastor #or platonic #I can't see this man in a romantic relationship that involves sex for some reason #alastor hazbin hotel #alastor #alastor the radio demon #alastor x reader #hazbin hotel x reader #hazbin hotel alastor #hazbin hotel spoilers #radio demon x reader #yandere alastor x reader

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hana-no-seiiki · 1 year

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I WORSHIP THEE (pt 2)

yan! god (yun/me) x afab! reader smut.

warnings: sacrilegious elements. porn with little/no plot. piv sex. again im not a smut writer-

continuation of this sacrilegious one i made before - amab versions of these will come soon.

requested by @moonlight1717 !

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As the Earth revolves around the Sun so does your world to your God. He who has always been there. Since the dawn of your creation up until the dusk of your demise, you knew he would be there to watch over you.

You, however, did not predict that you’d be given a place close to him so soon.

God halted in his movements. His lashes flickered, pulling your attention away from his pulsing cock to his eyes. Adorable was he, innocent in visage in spite of the actions he was about to carry out.

His divine face neared yours, and the next few moments could only be described as bliss in its purest form. His lips took yours again, claiming it. Contrary to the way he kissed you before this one felt even more possessive, aggressive in nature. His proclamation, though silent, was the loudest thing you’ve ever witnessed.

You are mine.

As it was meant to be from the beginning. You belonged to him since your conception, you are his til now and shall be his forever more.

Before you even realized it he had already entered you while his lips were locked with yours. The aftershock of pleasure hitting you in waves.

God starts off slow, savoring the taste of your cunt. Your mind was in a haze. Was this actually happening? You simply couldn’t believe it. Dazed and confused, all you could do was hold unto him for dear life.

He stops kissing you, and you whine at the loss of his lips. He giggled softly at your response, “Relax, Darling.”

Once he saw you follow his command, he started fucking himself into you. Kneading your breasts with one hand while holding your waists with the other. Mouth attached to your neck and then your collarbone.

His thrusts are brutal despite his loving ministrations, seemingly beginning to care little about your own pleasure in comparison to his. His right hand left your breast to grab ahold of your legs, putting them over his shoulders. Now at a better angle, he shoved dick back into you; harsher, hungrier and infinitely more indulgent than his first entry.

“ You truly are — ngh — my greatest creation.”

Tears escape your eyes. Every sensation was overwhelming you and God has long since abandoned playing nice. His words of praise only do so much to ease the overpowering pleasure and pain you were enduring.

Hah, so even the creator himself was nothing in the face of lust. What could he do but turn into the worst forms of man when met with pussy as tight and cute as yours?

He doesn’t even notice you cum and spasm around his cock before he flips you over. Tugging your hair back so he’d be able to see your face as he rocked into you.

“ Remember the feeling of your God inside you, Darling. For you shall feel it for the rest of eternity. “ He pecked your cheek, thrusting so hard you think he’s trying to mold your insides into the shape of him.

His cock twitched and pulsated inside you. Soon your walls were covered by his release, jumpstarting another one of your own.

He slowed down to whisper into your ears, “You’ll bear the children of God. Won’t you?”

And he let go of your hair, causing you to crash down unto the soft mattress underneath you. His pace quickened yet again, no doubt planning to fuck you until his seed took root in your womb.

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yandere-kokeshi · 4 months

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— Yandere Freya Masterlist

🔞 = NSFW

Platonic is stated first, then romantic.

PLATONIC:

Nothing yet!

ROMANTIC:

Nothing yet!

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steelcladbutterfly · 1 year

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Yandere Ao Guang: Poison

Here is one more from my Halloween prompts. I’m wondering if I should post my second version of Archdemon here in parts cause I still have like 3 more arcs to finish and I’m already over 30,000 words. Guess I’ll figure it out when I get to it!

Prompts: Poison, Shadow, Hide

Ao Guang is one of the four dragon kings in Chinese folklore, most notably of the East Sea, though he is also the head of the four dragon kings. In Fengshen Yanyi, Ao Guang was known to cause chaos, creating droughts and dangerous storms to the point people feared his wrath if they brought it up to the Jade Emperor. In Journey to the West, he takes on a more helpful role, lending aid to Sun Wukong on different occasions. He is known to be aloof and regal, but always being asked after for favors.

Favors are given and taken solely for Ao Guang’s needs in his mind. There is very little use he has for them if they do not help him as well. After many other nearly one sided favors; the Monkey Kong and his staff as a prominent example, the Dragon King of the East had decided to only give favors to those who could help him in return.

Such was the case of a poisoning brought to his attention. (Y/n) was young and healthy, so them falling ill out of the blue frightened their spouse; Hisoki. He was frantic in looking for a cure, terrified with every day that passed as he seemed to be no closer to finding a cure.

The only thing he had tracked down so far was the fact that the poison had come from the seas. It was used most often by the more demonic denizens of the east sea, but any plea he made to those he could easily reach granted him only negatives. Many knew of the poison, but few if any had any idea of an antidote or how to pull the poison out entirely. The only ones who knew for certain were those who actually used it; thieves and bandits, demons and evil creatures. Otherwise, the only being who may have enough power to help him our was the ruler of the east seas; Ao Guang himself.

Hisoki had heard many tales about the Dragon Kings, most no more than mere warnings to stay under their view, but he was desperate. (Y/n) was getting worse, limbs weakening and hardly able to keep down a meal without throwing it back up. He would not be here otherwise, prostrate before the Dragon King, room mercifully empty from the rest of his court after they had been ordered out.

“So, you come to me for a favor? To heal your… lover.”

He spoke with disgust, spitting out the word as if it had personally wronged him, as if Ao Guang could not see what (Y/n) meant to Hisoki.

“Yes! Please, I’d be willing to do anything! Please, just save my (Y/n)!”

Ao Guang’s eyes narrowed, humanoid body rippling as though he was about to burst forth in all the splendor of his gigantic true form. However, he swiftly calmed, pushing himself up from his throne before slowly treading down to where Hisoki trembled on the floor.

“I shall lend you my aid, but I shall hold you to your promise of anything in return. Now, guide me to (Y/n) so that I may aid them.”

Hisoki gasped, scrambling up with hope welling up within him once more now that he was reassured of (Y/n)’s health soon to return.

“Yes! Right away!”

~~~~~

Ao Guang could feel his lip begin to curl in disgust the closer they came to where the ever lovely (Y/n) rested. He cared not for the gnat his beloved had claimed to love enough to move permanently to the surface, but he knew this was his best chance to finally have them back where they belonged.

A favor given is a favor earned and the favor he would take from this sorry excuse for a human would be all the sweeter after the horrible sight of the weakened (Y/n) he would soon have to brave once more.

If he took them, they would fight him the whole way, but by going out of his way to hide his influence in their poisoning, before swooping in from out of the shadows to cure them would give him more than enough reason to ask for their hand in return. And, there was ultimately nothing standing in his way any longer, after all, what could Hisoki possibly do in retaliation. He smirked, finally satisfied with the lengths he had had to go through from the shadows to have his darling (Y/n) back after so many agonizing years apart.

~~~~~

The sound of footsteps just outside your room woke you from the feverish daze you had been lying in. Straining to get up, you were swiftly helped by Hisoki, who carefully and lovingly positioned you into a more comfortable sitting position.

Your breathing was shaky even from that small amount of strain, the poison continuing to eat away at your health. Focusing on Hisoki, you listened to his suddenly hopeful words.

“I’ve found someone who can help you! Don’t worry, you’ll be back to normal soon.”

You smiled, happy to finally be able to relinquish the burden you had inadvertently placed upon your beloved Hisoki’s shoulders. Until an eerily familiar voice commanded him to leave so the healing could begin. You tried to shakily hold onto him, but your grip was not strong enough, as he cluelessly left you with the last being you had ever wanted to see again.

Ao Guang had always treated you kindly, but you felt suffocated under his possessiveness and refusal to allow you to go your own way. You had almost resigned yourself to being trapped under his shadow for the rest of time until Hisoki had stumbled upon you during one of the few times you had to yourself.

He charmed you and soon you found yourself falling for the human, finally deciding to leave behind your shackles and the possessive Dragon King for a more mundane existence, marrying the love of your life and believing your old one to be long left behind you.

You should have known he would come for you eventually even if you thought you had covered your tracks well. Your shoulders slumped in defeat as Ao Guang drew close to your bedside, laying a heavy hand upon your shoulder, brushing the cloth away to caress the bare skin beneath the fabric, before beginning to draw out the poison he had undoubtedly infected you with.

“Despite the circumstances, I am happy to see you once more, my beloved. You will be much happier back home after this incident has been put behind us. I let you roam around for a number of years, sure you would finally come back, but it appears that I have had to take matters into my own hands. This life is not for you.��

You trembled, silent tears slipping from your eyes and trickling down your face as his heavy hand pulled you in closer, the opposite arm now encircling you, nearly surrounding you with his larger frame as if trying to hide you from the world, as he continued to pull the poison out, leaving you agonized from the pain and slowness he took to, seeming to relish in your inability to escape.

“Please, this can’t be right. You can’t just take me away from him.”

A low, deep laugh filled the air as his shoulders shook with malicious humor.

“Oh, but I can. You see that disgusting gnat you call husband agreed to give me anything in return for the favor of helping you recover. And I’m sure you can work out what that will be, unless all your time amongst these humans has messed with your mind.”

You sobbed, the pain from the extraction and from the knowledge you were soon to leave your idyllic life and loving husband behind too much for you to handle. But you knew there was no escape, having long ago learned the power he truly held, so you at least tried to spare Hisoki from as much of the wrath Ao Guang had almost certainly boiling below the surface.

“Then just take me now. Let’s just leave and never return. You don’t have to worry about Hisoki again!”

He laughed cruelly, taking in your pleading form, shaking hands clutching at his clothes as he contemplated the frankly alluring idea. But Ao Guang wanted him to suffer and he wanted to watch it.

“No, I think I’ll go out there and ask. Force him to give you up without any hope of gaining you back. For all the years I missed you, I hope he suffers twice as much. You are a prize not easily obtained and I don’t plan on ever letting you get away again. Just wait for me here dearest. I’ll be back soon.”

You collapsed on the bed as he pulled away, having finally finished pulling out the poison from your still sickly body. He stood up and left, sweeping out of the room to converse with your unsuspecting lover.

~~~~~

Hisoki looked up, several agonizing hours having gone by as he waited outside. Ao Guang slipped out of the room, firmly shutting the door behind him as he strode towards the frantic human.

“Are they okay? Will they recover now?”

“Yes, they will. They will be safe and protected from now on-“

“Oh thank you, thank you! I have to be with them, please.”

Hisoki barely noticed the deep frown on the Dragon King’s face at being cut off, but he certainly noticed the arm blocking him from surging past.

“Before that, we will need to discuss what you owe me in return.”

“Can’t this wait? I need to check with (Y/n).”

“No, it cannot wait and I will not wait. I wish for (Y/n) to return to my arms. And I expect you to give them to me quietly.”

Hisoki stopped dead, a chill running down his spine at what was requested, or more accurately demanded of him. To have them healed only to lose them to the powerful being currently looming over him was something Hisoki could not accept, even without knowledge of the now known prior relationship between his love and the Dragon King. But he hadn’t come this far in life only to lose it from a few misplaced words spoken in anger and desperation.

“Alright. But please, can’t I at least say goodbye to them? Make sure they will actually recover as you say?”

~~~~~

Ao Guang stared down at the human before him, narrowing his eyes in suspicion, tempted to deny him and sweep (Y/n) away from there immediately. But he still wanted the human to suffer and what better way than to let him find out what happened and discover he was played for a fool. So, chuckling, he relented, giving him ten minutes before he would return for the best thing to have ever entered his life, and that will never leave it again.

However, upon returning ten minutes later, he found not a sign of either being anywhere in the house. What he did find was frantic stumbling footsteps leading down a nearly abandoned and hidden side trail. Ao Guang roared, form rippling into his immense full dragon form and rushed after the fleeing couple. They would not escape from him, not this time.

~~~~~

“Hisoki, you need to leave me behind. Please, just save yourself.”

(Y/n) panted, moving only from the firm grip Hisoki held their hand with, forcing them onwards, away from the true form of Ao Guang rampaging ever closer.

“No! How could I leave you behind?! I only just got you back. I refuse to give you up, he could have anything else just not you!”

He tried to keep running, but was soon forced to a stop by a wave of water rushing forth to block their exit. Hisoki looked around frantically, trying to find anything to keep the love of his life from the dark shadow of the Dragon King now forming above them. But (Y/n) planned on giving up, knowing exactly what Ao Guang would do to their lover if he was caught with them. So, with the only power they could muster in their weakened form, they formed a bubble around him and sent him hurtling away and through the otherwise impassable wave of water blocking their front.

They smiled, even as Hisoki screamed out for them, as they slowly collapsed back into their true form, swiftly being hidden by the much larger mass of Ao Guang. The favor had finally been returned.

~~~~~

Ao Guang clutched the still weak form of his lover, now back to their more human body, close to his chest. Poisoning them really was the best idea to finally have them in his grasp. Of course, he would have healed them and taken them back even if that stupid human hadn’t come to him for a favor, but it worked out so much better to have proof that he had taken them back fairly in a returned favor. However, the very idea that their foolish former spouse would attempt to run off with them after he stated plainly he wanted their hand in return for healing them was absurd.

But it mattered no longer. All those years, longing from the shadows, having to hide himself and his love from them was now over. There was no escaping for them, especially not when he finally had them safely back in the palace, in his arms, never to leave his sights again. He had waited long enough to finally help himself to a favor such as this. And he would relish in his prize for eons to come. They were his long before they even had the idea to run away from the safety he had promised them before.

#yandere #yandere x reader #yandere god #yandere god x reader #yandere jttw #Technically?#yandere Ao Guang #yandere mythology

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